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Subject: Growing Up Charlie Chapter 8 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at fty/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 16, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you’re a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading this. If you’re not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 8 Charlie woke up to Justin rolling onto his back and stretching. At some point in the night, Justin’s erection went away, and Charlie was able to sleep properly. “Hey,” Justin whispered, giving the little boy next to him a gentle shake. “It’s time to wake up. Your dad and brothers will be home soon.” Charlie groaned. He was still very tired, and despite the events of the night, he was enjoying sleeping in Justin’s arms. “I don’t want to,” Charlie mumbled. He rolled over, facing away from Justin, pulling the blankets over his head. Justin wrapped his arms around Charlie, leaned down and kissed the top of Charlie’s head. “I don’t want to get up, either,” he said a little more loudly. “But, we need to get dressed and eat breakfast. The last thing we want is Billy seeing us naked in his bed.” “Five more minutes,” Charlie groaned. “Fine,” Justin said, kissing Charlie one more time before getting out of the bed himself. “Five minutes.” There was a hint of a mischievous threat in Justin’s tone. Truth was, Charlie wasn’t asleep. He didn’t want to get up while Justin was in the room with him. What happened between him and Justin was still very fresh in his mind, and he didn’t want to be naked in front of Justin anymore. Charlie was still certain that Justin confused him for Billy, but Justin kissing him while awake added some doubt. Once Charlie heard Justin in the bathroom next door, he went into his own room and got dressed. He then went to the living room, collected his discarded clothing and put them with his other dirty clothes. He was watching cartoons when Justin came into the living room fully dressed. Justin sat next to Charlie and got on his phone. After Justin checked his messages, he made them breakfast. “Can we talk?” Justin asked, as he handed Charlie a plate of eggs and sausage. “About what?” Charlie asked, taking a bite of toast and not looking away from the T.V. “About last night.” Charlie tried acting normal, but his insides felt like ice, as his anxiety kicked in. “Okay,” was all he could get out. “I want to say that this isn’t easy for me, but I think we need to talk–no, we HAVE to talk about what happened last night.” Charlie pulled his eyes away from the T.V. and looked at Justin properly. It was very clear that Justin looked very uncomfortable. His ears were red and he was looking down at his untouched plate. Charlie didn’t know what to say, so he sat in silence, waiting for Justin to continue. “So, I woke up with my dick between your legs,” Justin said. “Do you know how it got there?” “Yeah,” Charlie said in a small voice, as his throat had gone dry. “Would you tell me, please?” Charlie felt scared. He wasn’t sure if he was in trouble or if Justin was going to yell at him, but Charlie told the truth about what happened; how he had woken up with Justin’s penis poking him, but he didn’t want to stop cuddling with him, so he put it between his thighs. Charlie almost told Justin about what happened after, but şişli travesti decided to not say anything in case Justin blamed him for it and started to hate him. “I see,” Justin said. He took a deep breath and said, “I’m really sorry that happened to you. When boys get older, we can’t help getting boners, and I’m really, really sorry that I was doing that to you. Please know it wasn’t on purpose.” “I know,” Charlie said. He felt really bad. “I didn’t know what else to do.” “I get that. Next time, try to wake me up, and I’ll move or something.” “I tried, but you wouldn’t wake up.” It was only a half-lie, since he did try to wake Justin up but not because Justin’s dick was poking him. “That’s fair. Sometimes, I’m difficult to wake up, especially when I’m cuddling with someone I like. Are we good?” “Yeah,” Charlie said, glad that Justin didn’t yell at him. “We’re good.” “Good,” Justin said. He leaned in and kissed Charlie on the cheek, which made the 10-year-old blush. Charlie thought back for a second and asked, “Is there going to be a next time?” Justin considered the question and said, “If you want there to be. I know I do, but I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” “Okay,” Charlie said. He was still confused about everything. He liked sleeping naked and could see why Billy had been sleeping naked since they were little kids–though Billy didn’t know Charlie knew. But he was uncertain about sleeping naked with Justin again; it made cuddling nicer, but he didn’t want a repeat of last night. Will brought the older boys home around noon. Tension between the elder brothers was high. Before they left Will’s, Billy had bullied his way into the bathroom first and took his time in the shower, draining all of the hot water, so while waiting for the bathroom, Ry ate his and Billy’s breakfast. Will was glad that he didn’t have custody of either teen, believing that he would’ve ended up back in prison. Billy sat next to his boyfriend and kissed him. “Why haven’t you responded to my texts? I set like a million.” “Did you?” Justin asked, looking at his phone. “I didn’t get any. Are you sure you sent them?” “Uh, yeah? I sent them. See?” Billy opened his phone and showed Justin the messages. Justin opened his phone. “Oh,” he said, surprised. “It looks like the notifications were turned off. I’m sorry, Baby.” “It’s okay,” Billy said, with a hint of disappointment. “You can make it up to me later.” “Oh yeah?” Justin smiled. “How will I do that, exactly?” He pulled Billy into his arms and they started to make out. Charlie, who was still on the couch, grew uneasy and left. He didn’t know what was going on with him, but seeing Justin and Billy kiss was too much for him. He had seen them do it a hundred times and it had never bothered him before, so the new feelings were confusing him even more. “Hey, Charlie,” Ry said, as they passed in the hall, but Charlie walked past his brother without saying a word. Ry tried calling out again but decided to let it go. Will reminded everyone to be at his place on Saturday morning to help him move. “Going to tell us where you’re moving to, yet?” Billy asked. “I already told you,” Will said, hugging his son goodbye. “No, you didn’t,” Billy said. “I’m sure I have,” Will countered, giving Ry a hug and shaking Justin’s hand. “No, you haven’t.” “No, I’m pretty sure I did.” And with that, Will left. A few hours later, Rick came through the door, carrying his bags. Justin helped Rick, while Billy and Ry were in the kitchen making dinner. Charlie didn’t come out of his room till dinner was served. Billy and Ry managed to leave their drama from Will’s at the door, as everyone took their seats. Rick asked how their weekend went. Like Billy, Rick got pissed at the way Ry was treated. He threatened to call Amanda’s father and tell him off, but Ry asked him not to, at least not yet. Billy reminded Rick of the move and affirmed that nobody knew beylikdüzü travesti where his other father was moving to. “How about you Charlie?” Rick asked his youngest. “How was your weekend?” “Good,” Charlie said, poking at his green beans. “Just good?” Rick asked. “What did you guys do?” “Nothing,” Charlie said. Rick looked questioningly at Justin, who said, “Well, we went to the movies and went swimming. Aside from that we mostly hung out and played games.” Rick looked back at Charlie and said, “Is that true, Charlie?” “Yeah, pretty much,” Charlie said. “Okay, Little Man,” Rick said, unsure of Charlie’s dismissive mood, before telling everyone about his weekend. He mentioned how dull the conference was and how expensive the hotel had been, as well. After the first night, they went out for pizza but mostly stayed in their room. “Brenda is going to be there till Tuesday cleaning up and meeting with her people.” “Good,” Charlie said, a little too forcefully. Rick sighed and said, “I know you don’t like her, Charlie, but, Brenda is a part of my life, so I would really appreciate it if you stopped with your attitude and actually gave her a chance.” “How about a fat one?” Charlie mumbled just a little too loud, which caused all three teens to snicker. Rick, however, didn’t find it funny at all. “I’m serious, Charlie,” Rick said, annoyed. “May I be excused?” Charlie asked but left without waiting for an answer. Just before bedtime, Ry knocked on Charlie’s door and entered the messy room. Charlie was in his pajamas and under the blankets. Ry made his way across the floor, making sure not to trip over anything or crush something with his crutch. Once Ry made it safely to the bed, Charlie made space for his brother. They got in their usual cuddling positions: Ry on his back, with Charlie snuggled up to him with his head on Ry’s chest. “What’s going on?” Ry asked. Normally, they started off making jokes at Billy’s expense, but Ry had been worried all day. “I just have a lot on my mind,” Charlie said, hugging Ry, who hugged him back. “I can see that. Wanna talk about it?” Ry offered. Charlie had spent most of the day debating whether or not to say anything. When he and Ry started their nightly ritual, it was a way to calm Charlie down, so his night terrors weren’t so bad. It worked to the point where he rarely got them, but they liked the routine too much to stop. They also made a promise to not lie to each other, especially during their nightly cuddles. He loved and trusted Ry with all his heart, so he decided to take a chance…kind of. “How did you know you liked boys?” “Ah,” Ry said, not expecting that line of conversation. “That’s complicated. I guess I didn’t really know until I started hanging out with Billy.” “So, you knew right away you liked boys, because you hung out with Billy?” “No,” Ry sighed. “Like I said, it’s complicated. You know that Billy and I used to sleep together, like actual sleeping, right?” “Yeah.” “Okay, so one night, Billy kissed me in my sleep. It woke me up, and I reacted very badly; however, after thinking about it and realizing it wasn’t a big deal, I apologized. We worked through it and nothing happened after that. For a while after, though, I kept thinking about it, realized that I liked it, and wanted to see what else I might like. So, one thing lead to another, and Billy and I started having sex and dating.” “Do you still like boys?” Charlie asked. “Yeah, but I haven’t been with anyone except Billy and Amanda, though Billy is the only person I’ve had sex with. Why all these questions?” “I have a friend,” Charlie started. When he saw the look Ry gave him, Charlie said, “No, really, I have a friend, and I think that friend likes me, like, like-likes me.” “Oh,” Ry said, surprised. “How do you feel about that?” “I don’t know, and that’s what’s bugging me.” “I see,” Ry said, and he hugged Charlie who hugged him back. Ry then asked, istanbul travesti “Do you like boys?” “I don’t know,” Charlie said. “I don’t think I do, but I don’t like girls either. I know that makes me weird–” “It doesn’t make you weird,” Ry said. “You’re still a little kid, and it’s okay to not know who you like or don’t like.” Charlie held Ry tightly, and Ry rubbed Charlie’s back. Eventually, Ry asked, “So what do you want to do about your friend?” “I don’t know. I don’t want him to be mad at me.” “You can’t help who is and isn’t mad at you.” “I know, but I really like him.” “Have you asked him how he feels about you? You might have it wrong.” Charlie never considered that. He always thought he was good at reading people. He even knew Billy was gay before Billy did. “I haven’t asked, but what if he does like-like me?” “That’s pretty tough,” Ry conceded. “But, if he does like-like you, and you want to see if you like-like him, you could always try kissing him.” Charlie wanted to scream “Ew”, but he held his tongue. Ry did have a point. If he didn’t like kissing Justin, then he wasn’t into boys, but if he did, then he might be gay or bi like his brothers. He didn’t mind Justin kissing him before, so he figured it was worth a shot. “Oh my God!” Billy said, as he opened the bedroom door without knocking. “You guys are so gay!” “Get out!” Charlie yelled. Remembered vividly how Billy yelled at him for walking into his room without knocking, something he himself hadn’t done in years, so Charlie felt Billy was being a total hypocrite. “Billy, seriously,” Ry said, “leave us alone.” Billy ignored his brothers and said to Charlie, “Justin wanted me to tell you that he said, ‘Good night,’ and that you left your bear in my bed.” Billy held up the bear Justin had given Charlie. “Give it here,” Charlie demanded. “First, tell me why your bear was in my bed with my boyfriend?” “Give it here!” “For fuck’s sake, Billy,” Ry said, getting pissed. “Give him his bear and get the fuck out.” Billy was about to say something, when Rick came up behind him. Billy tried playing innocent, but Rick had heard most of the interaction. Their dad made Billy give the bear to Charlie. Billy threw the bear, nearly hitting Charlie in the face with it. Rick told Billy to go to his room, as he shut Charlie’s bedroom door. Rick then went to Billy’s room. “What’s gotten into you?” He demanded of his son. “What? I was just passing on a message and returning the stupid bear. It’s not a big deal.” “Don’t lie to me, and it is a big deal. I know you were taunting Charlie, and I want to know why.” Billy ground his teeth and said, “His bear was in my room and I wanted to know why. That’s all.” “Really?” Rick said, calling his son’s bluff. “Sounded more like you were jealous that your little brother was spending time with your boyfriend.” Billy said, “How could I not be jealous? I can’t go on a proper date with Justin, because I’m always having to take Charlie with us. Do you have any idea what that’s like?” “Uh, yeah, I do,” Rick said. “When your mom and I started dating, she brought you along on every single one of our dates. By the way, you were about two when we started dating, and you were definitely a lot more annoying than Charlie.” “Thanks,” Billy snidely said. “The point is: You need to get over it. Be lucky you have a boyfriend that your brother likes. He can’t stand my girlfriend and look at what I have to deal with because of it.” “I guess that’s fair,” Billy admitted. “Oh, this reminds me. You really need to stop sending me dick pics.” “I thought you liked them?” Billy asked cheekily. “I do, but I don’t want to get caught with any, especially yours. The last thing I need is to be charged with possession of child pornography.” “How would they know? You can’t see my face in them.” “That’s not the point. Stop sending them, stop harassing your brothers, or I’m canceling the camping trip.” Billy looked scandalized. “You wouldn’t?” “Wouldn’t I?” Rick said. “Now, behave before I have to punish you,” Rick added with a devilish grin. “Promises, promises,” Billy said, before he and his dad exchanged a very passionate kiss. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 9***

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