LOGINFletcher: I came out to my family at my 18th birthday and my elder brother decided to confess his sexuality too, but our parents didn't approve of us. We were the black sheep of the family. A big disgrace for their status. They kicked us both out, but we couldn't leave our baby brother in the toxic family. We started our new life, filled with happiness and love until I found out that my baby brother, my cherished younger brother is in love with me. But how could he? We are brothers by blood. Did he forget the hatred we faced when I come out as a Gay? Doesn't he remember how much it effected my mental health? How can he even think of confessing his love for me? Zee Donnovan: I couldn't stop my heart from falling in love with my elder brother. How couldn't I? He is everything I wanted in my life partner. He has always put me first. He has always prioritized me. Its only right if it's only me in his life. That way he wouldn't be afraid of any heartbreaks. I will never break his heart. I will always love him. What would happen when they both confess their love? Will their family, friends and the society approve of this taboo love?
View More"What are you thinking Fletcher?” Zee approached Fletcher and back hugged his naked back. It was late when they came back from the reception. Dinner, drinks, dance. He was feeling nostalgic. His baby grown up to the most handsome and beautiful boy ever. He achieved everything he ever wished for. Fletcher was happy. His brother and his husband were happy. They were his backbone. They stood by him whenever he felt alone. His friends Charles and Ben. They were his support system, they never judged him, never disgusted him.And Zee, his baby brother, turned his love. The memory was still alive in his mind. He could never imagine he would fall in love with his own blood related. But here he was. After almost two decades. They could still not flaunt in the public. But now, they didn’t care. Yes there was a time when Zee was frustrated. He was hurting when he couldn’t announce Fletcher as his boyfriend because he would never tarnish their family. He cried in his arms, wailed like a little
"Dada i want to talk to you". Jagger approached Fletcher who was sitting in his room with Zee in his arms. He was reading some book while watching TV. "Come buddy". He patted on the couch beside him. Jagger looked at him. He was as graceful as ever. Even in his early Forties. His eyes were still warm and full of love for him. He scooted near Fletcher who opened his arms to lean on his chest, like Jagger always did. Zee was looking at them smiling. The silence was comfortable. Fletcher was racking his fingers in Jagger's hair waiting for him to speak. But his fingers were halted when he felt his shirt getting wet where Jagger had pressed his cheeks. "What happened Jagger". He softly asked him. But all he could hear was silent sobs. He mouthed Zee to call Emery and Alex. It was something serious. Jagger usually doesn’t cry. "Jag baby what is it? You are scaring me". Mew asked him. He was getting worried. "Dada…" "Yes Love"."I love you Dada. Thank you". He said in between sobs con
"Dada". Jagger instantly squealed as soon as the call connected. Zee had connected his phone to the projector so that Jag and Mills could communicate easily. They both were excited and mesmerized as Fletcher appeared on the big screen."Hey Jaggie. Hey Mills". He smiled. "How’s my boy"? He looked at Jag."I am good Dada. I didn’t cry. Daddy took us to the play land and we had ice cream too. I had so much fun with Mills. And then we had a good sleep". Jag told him about his day holding Mills' hand..."That’s my buddy, my strong buddy. I will be back tomorrow to pick you from school okay"? He assured and he could see Jag happy."How about you have your dinner and go to sleep now. Daddy will give you a bath and will tell you a story so that you will sleep quickly and then we can meet tomorrow. Yeah?” He said and Jag nodded excitedly with Mills. They both ran to Zee to put them to sleep. Emery was smiling at Fletcher's tricks. He knew it would have been so much of a problem if Fletcher ha
"Oyyyii. I am tired". Fletcher entered the room after putting Jag to sleep and fell on the bed stomach side. He was exhausted today. Running after two toddlers was simply not easy. They were so full of energy. And both fell off sleep as soon as they were served with dinner. Fletcher made sure he had his milk at least. Good thing it was Sunday the next day. Zee chuckled as he followed him and shut the door. "Need a massage"? He offered and Fletcher nodded instantly. He used to massage him whenever he was tired. "Okay. Hold on". Zee grabbed the bottle of oil and motioned Fletcher to slip off his tee shirt. He straddled him sitting on his upper thighs. Pouring a little amount of oil, he warmed it rubbing in his palms before working his hands on Fletcher shoulders.He stiffed for a moment before letting himself loose in the warm touches. "Relax, Fletcher". Zee smiled. He was putting just the right amount of pressure on his shoulder blades. He could remember Fletcher’s pressure points
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