“G’morning, love,” he said without looking, as he raised the toilet seat for a nice long pee. Looking over through the clear glass shower door, he was surprised to see four feet. Two of them belonged to his boyfriend, and the other two belonged to Kenny, who looked a little surprised at the unexpected naked appearance of the man he’d just met last evening – and at what he had just heard him say to his brother.
“Oh, sorry, boys. I didn’t know you were in here, too, Kenny,” taking in the sight of the two brothers washing each other’s backs. He was taken by how much they looked alike in their birthday suits, all the way down to the length and shape of their 7-inch cut dicks.
“No problem,” Kenny replied. “I heard the shower running and figured it must be Bobby, so I just hopped in here with him. We’ve showered together our whole lives.”
“What if it had been me?” Grant wondered. He felt a little funny pissing naked in front of Kenny, but he figured it was no big deal. The boys turned off the water and reached for some towels while Grant brushed his teeth and tried not to stare at the reflections in the mirror. It was like seeing two naked Bobby’s at once, and he had to work at keeping his cock under control.
The young ones hung up their wet towels and left for their respective bedrooms, and Grant – now alone in the room – took their place in the shower. The unexpected double nudity he’d just witnessed of the young Rushton brothers prodded him to a full erection and the need to get off. So he took care of things quickly before anyone else could come in. His orgasm was intense and left him weak-kneed.
Everyone gathered around the table for breakfast. Barbara had gone to a lot of trouble to put on a great spread, and all the men wolfed it down eagerly. Grant continued to marvel at the enthusiastic closeness of this family and how they all seemed so glad to be reunited once again. It made him more than a little envious.
After breakfast, Bobby and Kenny left to help their mother clear the table and clean up the kitchen, leaving Grant, Al, and Max alone for a moment.
“So, how long have you known my son, Grant?”
“Since he started at the bank in May, Al. I’d been working there for about a year, and Bobby joined the staff about a month before I was laid off. We didn’t really know each other all that well, but I called on him for some help after I broke my ankle in late June. He came over and brought me some groceries and offered to help with some, uh, chores I was having trouble doing with my cast on. He’s a great guy, Al. You and Barbara raised him well.”
“Umm, thanks. All my boys are special to me, and I only want what’s best for all of them. We sure do miss Bobby around here. So he’s living in your apartment now, I understand.”
“Yes, his old place wasn’t a good fit for him, and I needed some help until my cast came off in mid August. We get along so well that he decided to give up his old place and share mine. We both benefit from being able to share the rent and the chores.”
“Do you mind if I ask your age, Grant? You’re a bit older than Bobby, aren’t you?”
“I’m 32. Bobby likes to tease me about being 10 years older, but I guess it’ll only be nine years when he has his birthday tomorrow.”
“Have you ever been married?”
Grant shook his head. Max smiled knowingly.
“And have you managed to find another job yet?”
“No, I’m still looking. It’s easier now to get out and do that without a cast and crutches. It’s only been a couple of weeks since I got rid of them.”
“I’m sure it is. What kind of work are you looking for?”
“Well, in this economy I can’t be too picky, but my background is in finance and banking. I’ve got a degree in that from UK in Lexington. I grew up in Frankfort, by the way.”
“Do you still have family there?”
“Yes, my parents have always lived there. I’m an only child.”
“Well, I hate to cut this short, but I’ve got to go to work today. No rest for the weary, you know. When you run your own business, there are no paid days off. I will take tomorrow and Labor Day off so I can spend some time with you boys while you’re here, but today I’ve got to catch up on some billing and other paperwork. You just make yourself comfortable here, and I’ll see you and the others at dinner tonight.”
Grant didn’t know for sure, but it seemed like Al was a little suspicious of his middle son being “roommates” with a 32-year-old unemployed man who’d never been married. But he wasn’t going to worry too much about it. He would leave it to Bobby as to when and how to break the news that they were not just living together for economic reasons.
Grant turned his attention to Max, still sitting a few feet away.
“I’m really glad to meet you in particular, Max. I wonder if you have any idea how much Bobby thinks of you. The first time he mentioned you to me, he called you his hero. Did you know that?”
Clearly touched, Max lowered his face modestly.
“No, I guess I’ve never heard him say that. That’s nice. I sure have missed him around here since he went off to college. I’m very proud of my brother for getting that degree. And very protective of him, too, I might add.”
Grant was taken aback by that last remark but didn’t have a chance to pursue it before Bobby and Kenny came back to the dining room.
“Well, big bro, it’s time for your morning bath, isn’t it?” Kenny said to Max.
“Yeah, I guess,” Max replied, starting to wheel himself into the bedroom.
“Kenny, why don’t you take a break and let me do it this time?” Bobby said.
“Well, sure, if you want to. Grant, you want to go out on the front porch and talk until they’re finished? Can I get you some more coffee or some water or something?”
“I’m good, Kenny. Let’s get out and enjoy some fresh air. If you have some cards, I’ll challenge you to a game of gin rummy.”
“You’re on, man – Max and I play all the time. Prepare to lose!”
“How long has Kenny been bathing you, Max? I thought Dad always did it,” Bobby said, once they were in the bedroom and had closed the door. Max began removing his shirt.
“He started helping Dad with it right after you went away to college. In the past few months he’s been doing more of it because of Dad’s arthritis. He was having trouble lifting me. In January we put a ledge and some handrails in the shower for the first time so I could go in there instead of getting sponge baths in bed, which we still do on alternate days. It was heaven, man! I couldn’t believe how great it was to get showers again.”
“Yeah, I noticed the changes in the shower stall when Kenny and I were in there this morning.”
“Are you guys still showering together? Aren’t you getting a little old for that?” Max teased.
“Well, we’ve always done that, and Kenny came in to use the john when I had just started showering. He was already naked, so I just told him to join me. He’s really filling out now and looks great, don’t you think?”
“He’s filling out from lifting me in and out of the shower. He’s really getting some good upper body strength. He started lifting weights in the basement, too – did you know that?”
“No. Good for him. How do we do this, Max? Do you need help getting undressed?”
“Yeah. Let me put this rig in park and you take my pants and underwear off while I push myself up on the arm rests.”
It had been a long time since Bobby had seen Max completely undressed, and he looked him over objectively. Other than his underdeveloped legs – weak from disuse – his older brother had a good-looking body. His upper body was like Kenny’s – muscular and well formed – but Max had chest hair that Kenny and Bobby lacked. His cut penis was an eye-catcher – also well formed and at least six inches soft, hanging over a set of balls that any man would be proud to own.
“Well, are you just going to stare, or would you like to help me into the shower?” Max said, with a smile.
“Sorry, Max – it’s just that I haven’t seen yo
u naked in a long time. What do I do now?” he added, as Max wheeled himself into the bathroom.
“Well, Kenny always gets undressed, too, and then lifts me over to the ledge in the shower. I can hang on there with the safety bars while you hose me down and then wash me everywhere. Then you rinse me off and dry me and help me get some clean clothes on. Nothing to it, really, once you get the hang of it.”
Bobby hadn’t realized that he’d have to be naked, too, but it only made sense. He couldn’t wash his brother in the shower any other way. But it didn’t take much for Bobby to get an erection – even showering alone would usually do the trick – and he was hoping not to embarrass himself. He went to his own bedroom long enough to strip off and walked naked back to Max.
“Okay, turnabout is fair play, little bro. Let me take a good look at you. I haven’t seen you naked in a long time either. You’re lookin’ good.”
Bobby blushed a bit at the compliment.
“Are you sure you’re strong enough to lift me, kiddo? If you’re not sure, we can call in Kenny or Grant in to help.”
Bobby wondered why Max even mentioned Grant’s name in that context.
“I think I can manage. Let’s give it a try. The worst that can happen is that you wind up on your ass on the floor.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of. If you can just pull me up we can hold onto each other until I can grab the bars inside the shower.”
Bobby did as Max said and pulled him up until they were chest to chest. But that also put them nearly cock to cock, and Bobby was fighting to stay soft. Somehow he got Max into the shower area and set him down on the ledge, where Max could grab the bars for stability. As Bobby closed the shower door and started the spray wand, getting it to an appropriate temperature, his own “wand” went totally rigid, and there was no way to hide it.
“I’m sorry, Max. This is kind of embarrassing,” Bobby said, looking down at his pole.
“Don’t worry about it. I like seeing my little brother in all his glory. Just don’t expect me to do anything about it,” he said with a grin.
“I get your drift, big bro. I’ll take care of it later.”
“Kenny sometimes gets hard when we do this, too.”
“He does?” Bobby said, with considerable surprise. “Well, that makes me feel a little better.”
Bobby got Max all wet and then proceeded to wash every inch of his body. He offered to use a washcloth, but Max said it was easier to just use bare hands. Bobby lovingly soaped up the brother that he loved so much and tried to show it with his tenderness. Max pulled himself up with the handrails so that Bobby could wash him down under. He was surprised to see that Max went about half hard.
“See – it can happen to me, too. Bet you thought it didn’t ever do that, didn’t you?” Max said.
“I really didn’t know, bro, but I always wondered.”
“Well, I do have some feeling down there. The same nerve endings that allow me to have control over my bladder and bowels allow me to have occasional erections, too. Just probably not every half hour like you and Kenny,” Max said with another smile.
“Can you come?” Bobby asked.
“Not like you can. My erections usually don’t last too long. I do have nocturnal emissions once in a while, but they don’t result in much pleasure really, since I’m asleep when it happens.”
“Did you ever have an ejaculation before your injury?”
“No, I was too young. But I remember getting erections back then and how good they felt. When I get one now, I can enjoy looking at it and even stroking it. Is that too much information?”
“Not at all, but I sure never saw you do that when I lived here.”
“Well, I never saw you doing it either. It’s kind of a private thing, you know. I figured you and Kenny played with your dicks because all boys do. I read enough to know that.”
“We did, but we didn’t want to make you envious since we didn’t think you could.”
“That was nice of you guys, but not necessary. I made up my mind a long time ago that I wasn’t going to feel sorry for myself for the way things turned out. I’ve met some other paraplegics who can’t do anything but wallow in self-pity, and I’m not going to go through life like that. I have a wonderful family who loves me and takes great care of me, and I enjoy doing what I can do. I have no time to begrudge what I can’t do.”
“You’re amazing, and I love you so much, Max. You’re my hero.”
“Grant told me yesterday that you think of me that way. Thanks, but I don’t deserve it.”
“Yes, you do, Max.”
Still in the shower stall, the brothers quietly hugged. It was a moment neither would soon forget.
“Thanks, Bobby, but I think we’re running out of hot water, so let’s wrap this up.”
After he was washed, rinsed, and dried off and back in his wheelchair, Max wheeled himself back to his room and picked out some clothing for the day, which Bobby helped him put on.
“Little bro, you’re cute as hell naked, but go put your clothes back on and let’s join the others. They’re probably wondering what happened to us. Oh, and one thing more. I think you and Grant make a great couple.”
Bobby was stunned. “You figured that out already?”
“Just because my legs don’t work doesn’t mean that my intuition doesn’t. Besides, you’re not the only one in this family.”
Max wheeled himself out of the room before Bobby, struck dumb by that bombshell, could even ask about it.
Grant and the three Rushton brothers went for a walk – a “wheel” in Max’s case – over to the nearby UE campus, laughing and talking the whole way in the warm humid late summer Evansville air. Though 32, Grant felt like a guy in his 20’s again around these guys, who took pride in showing off their neighborhood to him. They had told their mom to take a little time for herself and that they would eat lunch out.
Bobby kept thinking about what Max had intimated before wheeling himself out of his bedroom after the shower Bobby had given him. Did Max consider himself gay? Did he mean Kenny? It had to be one or the other. But there were no more opportunities to be alone with either one of them that afternoon to find out.
Barbara had prepared a hearty dinner of roast beef, carrots, mashed potatoes, and gravy. Al came home for a drink with her and the boys on the front porch before she put it on the table. The five famished men didn’t need to be called twice.
“Did you get a lot done at work, hon?” she said as she started passing the food around.
“Yes, but it’s like one step forward and two steps back. Even though it’s a holiday weekend – or maybe because it is – I got a lot of phone interruptions. My crew was off today, so I had to go out and make three emergency service calls, so there wasn’t a lot of time to spend on the paperwork that’s been piling up.”
“Al, you’re getting too old to handle all this yourself.”
“I know, sweetheart – pass the potatoes again please – but Kenny’s in training in vocational school now, and he’ll be joining the business soon. Bobby, did you know that?”
“That’s great, Dad. I knew he was in vocational school, but I didn’t know you were going to take him on. Are you sure he won’t be more trouble than he’s worth?” Bobby said with a grin. Everyone laughed, while Kenny stuck his tongue out and waved his right hand in a mock slap in Bobby’s direction.
“Maybe that’ll free me up to handle more of the office work,” Al replied. “Your mother helps me out there a few hours a week, but she has her hands full running this household – and especially feeding all of us.”
Bobby and Grant locked eyes momentarily, and Bobby raised his eyebrows questioningly. Grant nodded his silent approval.
“Mom and Dad, Grant and I would like to help out here. It’s clear that you all need some help, and we’re less than three hours away. How about if we plan to drive up here at least once a month? We can both help out with the billing and stuff in your business, Dad, and we can also spel
l Kenny in meeting some of Max’s needs.”
Everyone looked at everyone else for a moment before anyone said anything, but it was clear that Bobby had struck a chord with all of them with this offer.
“Bobby, you know that we love having you around here,” his mom said, “but that would be a big sacrifice for you – and we hardly even know Grant yet. I guess I’m a little perplexed by your offer. Don’t you boys have your own lives to live down there in Nashville?”
“Mom, we love Nashville, but there’s no reason why we can’t slip up here once in a while and help out.”
“Bobby’s right, Barbara,” Grant chimed in. “I was aware even before I got here that you’re all very important to him and that he misses you all very much. I can see what a close-knit family this is, and I’m envious. It would be an honor and a privilege for me to help out by coming along with him on these trips back home – unless I’d be in the way, of course. I do know that I could be a big help to Al in his business paperwork on the weekends when we’re here. Finance and business is my background.”
“That’s very kind of you, Grant,” Al said, “but I guess I don’t understand what’s in it for you. I couldn’t pay you much.”
Bobby and Grant traded looks again, and Bobby knew it was time to tell all. Max smiled approvingly. Bobby took a deep breath and plunged in.
“Mom. Dad. Kenny. Max. There’s a big reason why I brought Grant home with me this weekend. It’s true that we’re sharing an apartment now, but we’re sharing much more than that. I’m in love with him, and he says he feels the same way about me. Whatever we do now, we’re in it together. We really do want to spend more time here, but you have to know that Grant is more than just my friend. I don’t want to leave him home when I come here, but I need to know that he’d be welcome as my partner in life – because he is now.”
Everyone had stopped eating, and Bobby – heart pounding wildly – waited nervously for some sort of response. He and Grant, sitting next to him, held hands anxiously under the tablecloth. Al reached for a sip of coffee, and Barbara put her head in her hands. Kenny looked shell-shocked, and Max gave Bobby a thumbs-up sign of support.
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