Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2022 11:03:25 +0700 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Wave Part One (Young Friends) New short five chapter story here...happy new year and have a great 2022 everybody! I know things are often tight money wise after Christmas but do consider donating to Nifty to keep this great resource going, link is here: https:/donate.nifty.org/donate.html I was excited. Very excited. Tinged with some nerves and apprehension as well though. I looked out of the plane window as we descended, I saw white sands, blue sea, palm trees. This was really going to be a holiday to remember. "Look Jamie! The sea!" Tim said to me as he leant over to look out my window. "I know!" I said excitedly before cold water was poured on our mutual excitement. "Oh look, the special needs gay boys are getting excited over a bit of salty water. I guess you two just love the taste of salty things. Sucky sucky Thai boy for you. " That was our older brother Matt although behind his back we called him Twat. At sixteen years old he was two years older than us and the bane of my life in particular. I know it was hard for him when I was adopted by the family two years ago. His younger brother Sam had died only a year before when he'd been knocked off his bike by a hit and run driver. I know he was angry about it but he didn't need to take it out on me. But my god he did. It started with jibes and punches when our parents weren't around. By the time I'd been living there for six months he had me on my knees sucking his dick. That had become a regular occurrence in my time there and it was my guilty secret. I couldn't let anyone find out so I just had to live with the shame. That first time it happened I was in the room I now share with Tim. Mum and Dad were out, it was a Saturday morning and Matt barged into my room post shower wearing just a towel. "Can't you fucking knock?" I said irritably. "This is my house, I can go where I like," he replied. "Well this is my room!" "You don't belong here. This should still be Sam's room. You aren't really part of the family whatever that piece of paper Mum and Dad have. But while you're here you might as well make yourself useful." As he said this he dropped his towel to show off his dick. As he was almost fifteen and I was only just thirteen, unsurprisingly it was much bigger than mine. I'd barely started puberty while he had pretty much a two year head start. Mine was under two inches soft, his dick looked over three inches surrounded by a large bush of pubic hair. Why he was showing it to me though I had no idea. "Put it away Matt, I don't need to see it," I said still irritable "You do because you're going to come over here, get on your knees and suck my cock until I cum in your mouth." "Fuck off am I!" I threw back angrily. What was Matt thinking? There was no way he could know I was gay. That was something I'd never told anyone and I'd only really worked out for myself in the past couple of months. "Yes you are. I know you like cock, well actually it doesn't matter if you do or not. You're going to suck it. If you don't when Mum and Dad come home I'll tell them that you forced me to suck you. They'll kick you out for sure!" "You're two years older than me, there is no way they'd believe that!" "I'll say you blackmailed me. I'll tell them you stole my photo of Sam and refused to give it back unless I sucked you." "That's bollocks and they won't believe it!" I said firmly. "Well....they will when they find it hidden in your room." "What?! It's not!" I protested before he smirked at me. "They'll be home in half an hour tops I reckon. You suck my cock now or you spend that time trying to find where I hid it. Who are they going to believe? Their own son devastated by his brother's death? Or their fake son who has quite a checkered past? Are you willing to take that risk? What's a bit of cock sucking between brothers?" I didn't think he was right, Mum and Dad wouldn't believe him. They'd realise he was setting me up. But then again maybe they wouldn't? And even if they did believe me, it would shatter their view of Matt. After what they'd been through with Sam could I put them through that given how amazing they'd been to take me on and adopt me? Maybe they'd blame me anyway? The less said about my time before this family the better but I would be forever grateful to them. Matt smirked again, "Listen Jamie. There's the easy way or the hard way. The easy way you suck my cock now and let's say once a week until I decide otherwise. The hard way is I make your life hell and I set you up so eventually Mum and Dad want rid of you. What's a bit of cock sucking once a week for a peaceful life?" He used his hand to wank his dick a few times to get it hard, now it looked closer to five inches and less than appealing. However, he was right. If I just did this then I'd have an easier life. It wasn't like I was straight or anything but I didn't want him to know. Also just because I was gay didn't mean I wanted to suck any dick that I saw! But once a week, I guess I could cope. It would keep everyone happy. I got out of bed, got on my knees and took his hard dick in my mouth. He wasn't rough with me, he didn't try and facefuck or shove it all the way down my throat. I guess I was grateful for small mercies. So I did the best job I could and when he was done he had my lick him clean. He ruffled my hair, "See that wasn't so bad was it. I'm glad you chose the easy way." With that he left the bedroom leaving me feeling humiliated and upset. After that it was once a week as he said. I got used to it. I never enjoyed it but Matt was as a rule a bit nicer to me. That was a low bar, it just meant he was an arsehole to me rather than a complete fucking dickhead all the time. Once Tim joined the family six months ago things got a bit more complicated. For starters I was sharing a room with him so it meant I had to go to Matt's room to suck him and I lived in fear Tim would find out. Tim was the opposite of Matt. Not only looks wise with his blond hair and blue eyes compared to Matt's black hair but in personality too. Tim was gentle, kind, thoughtful, the sort of boy anyone would want to be friends with. Matt was pretty mean to him, he'd call us both gay boys and special needs when Mum and Dad weren't around. He'd be harder on Tim than me. Tim would complain about that and I wished I could tell him that Matt was softer on me because of what I had to do to him. After all, he probably didn't want to provoke me into biting his dick off! My life certainly got better once Tim came into it. Very quickly I knew I'd fallen in love with him. Who couldn't love such a sweet natured boy like him? He never talked about his life before he joined the family. It was a clean start for him, he said. "The past is just the past, a bridge to nowhere," he said when I'd asked him about it. Fair enough. Some of us want to dwell on our difficult histories, I could see why moving on was a better option. Tim moving into my room made wanking off a bit trickier. I found time of course, what teenage boy wouldn't? Sometimes in the shower, sometimes when Tim was in the shower. We didn't live in each other's pockets. We had different hobbies and friends at school so we weren't joined at the hip. Tim had one habit that I loved although of course I could never tell him. Whenever he came in from the bathroom after having a shower he wore a towel which he'd then drop while he would rummage around on the floor or his cupboard drawers looking for pants. So I got quite a few full frontals in those six months before we went to Thailand on holiday. His dick was the same size as mine was soft as far as I could tell anyway. I hadn't measured it after all! Both of us grew in those six months we shared a room so by the time we went to Thailand as fourteen year olds we were probably 3 inches or so. I wished I could tell Tim I was in love with him. I wished I could suck his dick like Matt made me suck his. I wished we could just kiss and hold each other all night long but that would ruin everything. The odds were firmly stacked against him being gay like me. Maybe he was homophobic, maybe he'd had bad things happen to him and me telling I was gay would just cause him to meltdown. So I just kept it to myself. Maybe one day I'd tell him but I couldn't see when that day would come. Our plane landed at Phuket airport and I followed everyone off the plane in my jetlagged state. I hadn't slept much due to the excitement of going on holiday. I'd never gone anywhere near as exotic as Thailand! I know Mum, Dad and Matt had come here for a holiday just before I joined the family so they were more familiar than I was with it. We were staying in Khao Lak at a small family run hotel they stayed at last time. It was a couple of hours drive from Phuket and I dozed in the minibus the hotel had sent for us. The warmth of the sun, the lush vegetation, the clear blue sky. As I dipped in and out of my sleep it felt like I was in a dream. A very nice dream! We arrived at the hotel mid afternoon and I loved it. It was just off the beach and you could see the sea through the palm trees. It had a pool that was big enough to swim in but not huge. Mum and Dad greeted the staff like old friends clearly happy to be back there! A Thai boy who looked my age but I assumed might be a bit older smiled as he said hello to me and Tim. I noted he didn't smile at Matt though as he lifted our bags and took them into the hotel. Maybe he remembered him from before or maybe he just sensed he was a bit of an arsehole. The boy was called Jum and he showed me and Tim to our room while Mum and Dad did the check in formalities downstairs. It was a simple room, twin beds, attached bathroom, a TV but best of all a balcony overlooking the pool and the sea. I flopped on the bed and let out a contented sigh. What an amazing place! What a place to spend our first Christmas with Tim as a member of the family! Like me Tim couldn't stop smiling and started rummaging in his bag, "let's go for a swim!" He said as he got his swim shorts out. I got mine and we stripped off together before pulling out shorts on and almost running down to the pool in excitement. We jumped in and splashed and laughed at how lucky we were. We certainly were lucky! The weather was beautiful in the lead up to Christmas Day. We did so much swimming, in the pool, in the sea. We went on a snorkelling trip. I was so busy that Matt hadn't even managed to get that weekly blow job off me yet! I knew it would happen eventually but I avoided him as best as I could. Mum and Dad were really surprised when I went with them on a walk on Christmas Eve which I did really to avoid Matt. I left Tim on his own in our room and suspected he'd be having a spectacular wank in my absence! Christmas Day was amazing, the best of my life. We had some small presents to open with main presents left at home. Two Christmas days really! We played cards together and had some amazing very spicy Thai food for dinner. Even Matt was nice for a change. When we went to bed that night I felt the happiest I had ever been. Boxing Day morning I woke up around 9. It was another lovely sunny day and. I went to the balcony. I saw Matt heading down to the beach which was really surprising. He usually didn't get up until 10 yet here he was up and out an hour earlier than usual. Tim stirred as well whether from the noise I was making or not I wasn't sure. "Morning, what time is it?" He asked. "Just gone 9. I was thinking about breakfast but am still stuffed from last night. I might go for a swim in the pool first ," I replied. He smiled at me, "I'm half asleep but let me go to the toilet and I'll join you down there!" Ten minutes later I was in the pool when Tim came down and jumped in, splashing me slightly. "Fuck it's cold first thing in the morning!" He said. It was pretty cold but the sun had just started to shine on the pool and it would soon warm up. After ten minutes or so it was fully in the sun. "We should put sun cream on, otherwise Mum will bollock us!" I said. We got out of the pool and I looked at my watch, it was 9.26am. I'd already had a swim in the pool and hadn't even had breakfast yet. What a way to start the day! As I rubbed sun cream into Tim's soft skin there was the noise of loads of birds squawking and flying away from the beach I land. "Bit weird, wonder what's got them spooked. Maybe a shark? Or maybe Matt is down there being an arse!?" Tim asked with a giggle. Just then though there was a distant noise, like the roar of a plane taking off. We looked at each other in shock. Where was it coming from? The noise got louder and louder. "Jamie, What is that?!" Tim screamed looking towards the beach. I turned to look and saw palm trees being uprooted as a wall of water rushed towards us. We scrambled up out of the loungers we were sitting on and started to run. To no avail. The last thing I remember is the water hitting me like a lorry, I was picked up and thrown around before I banged my head and passed out.