3's a Crowd

3's a Crowd

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

Moving back home for the summer didn't seem exciting to Jay, but then his younger brother Connor walked in the room. WTF?!

Summary

Moving back home for the summer didn't seem exciting to Jay, but then his younger brother Connor walked in the room. WTF?!

Chapter1 (v.1) - Stop Staring

Author Chapter Note

Moving back home for the summer didn't seem exciting to Jay, but then his younger brother Connor walked in the room. WTF?!

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 29, 2014

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 29, 2014

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Story will contain adult content

Chapter One
Stop Staring

Jay~
 
Jay rolled over with a sigh and stared at the ceiling, they were nothing alike, maybe he should just leave it alone. The TV blared at him from the corner of the bedroom, he fished around aimlessly for the remote.
 

“Looks like you’ve had a productive day.” Taylor poked his head in the cracked door. Jay grunted. “Are you ok?”
 

“Yes. We just got into it.”
 

“You and Connor?”
 

“Yeah.”
 

Taylor’s lip curled up slightly. “Even I got into a fight with him today.”
 

“What? You two never fight, thought you were thick as thieves.”
 

“I don’t know what’s goin on.” Taylor looked in the direction of their younger brother’s room. “Since we got here he’s been so pissy. Just take your Midol already.”
 

“Haha.” Jay chuckled. “Guess life’s so good without us he’s upset we’re back.”
 

“Hey yeah, that’s probably it. He’s the spoiled baby all semester and now we’re back to ruin his summer.”
 

“Well, he can forget that,” Jay snorted. “I don’t want to hang out with him at all. I was really going to spend some time with him. I thought he would be bored with just mom and dad. I felt kinda sorry for him. Now I just wish he would leave for the summer. He’s going to ruin my break.”
 

“Is he still dating Jeremy?”
 

“I don’t know. We haven’t quit fighting long enough for me to ask anything.”
 

A door slammed loudly and Taylor pulled back to look down the hall. “That was mom, not him,” he looked relieved. “Hey, I’m headed out for a snow cone, wanna come?”
 

“A snow cone?” That seemed odd, Taylor usually didn’t like sweets.
 

“Yeah.”
 

“Crystal working there now?” Jay grinned from ear to ear.
 

“Maybe,” Taylor couldn’t keep his own smile back.
 

Crystal’s family owned a local snow cone shop and the kids were required to help out in the summer. Taylor had always had a thing for Crystal. On the outside that didn’t seem like much because Taylor had a ‘thing’ for girls in general but Jay knew Crystal was special. She paid absolutely no attention to Taylor, which drove him insane. Ah, true love.
 

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Jay was looking for the remote with his feet, where was that damn thing? “I would hate to break up such a happy couple.” He'd kicked all the pillows off. still nothing.
 

“Here,” Taylor slid the remote across the carpet. How had it gotten all the way over by the door? “Alright. Don’t kill Connor.” He ran down the stairs.

Daytime TV was brutal, after a few minutes of hunting through the channels he headed outside by cutting through the kitchen. If he’d seen Connor in there, he would have chosen a different route, but he didn’t.
 

Connor had sandwich making material laid out. He was methodically squeezing mustard on two pieces of bread, he paused, shaking hair out of his eyes, then continued. Jay didn’t mean to stare but he couldn’t help it, who focused that much on getting the mustard even? He watched as his brother started layering the sides of the sandwich, carefully putting the same thing on each piece of bread. Holy geez he was anal. Connor paused to shake hair back from his face again, if it bothered him so much, why didn’t he just cut it?
 

“Stop staring.” He growled, Jay jumped, he gotten lost in the details.
 

“Any chance you want to make me one?” Connor glared at him. He wasn’t hungry enough to stay around after that and walked out to the backyard.
 

“Jay?” A girl’s voice called out from the side.
 

“Jess?” He turned around to greet his longtime friend and neighbor.
 

“How are you?” She leaned over the fence for a hug.
 

“Doin well. You?” She looked great. He hadn’t seen her since graduation last summer. Her blonde hair was cut in a pixie and she was wearing extremely short shorts with a little yellow tank.
 

“I’m fine. Glad school’s out but it kinda sucks being home all summer, away from all my friends.”
 

“What? Aren’t we friends?” Jay faked offense.
 

She grinned. “You know what I mean.”
 

“So, takin Sam Houston by storm?”
 

“Nah, I’ve changed my major twice already and I’m probably going to change it again when I get back.” She sighed. “Feels like a wasted year. I’ve gotta get it together though, my scholarship’s only good for 5 years.”
 

“You’re a smart, ambitious girl, you’ll figure it out.” He wasn’t kidding, she’d been one of the valedictorians, played basketball, volunteered for big sisters, was a part time swim coach at the Y and in her spare time she kept up with a fashion blog and walked dogs at the local humane society. For someone who’s daily routine in high school would have intimidated most adults, it was surprising to hear she couldn’t decide on a major. How could she have changed her major twice already, she didn’t even have to declare for the first year and a half.  
 

“What are you going be when you grow up?”
 

“I’m planning to stick with general business.”
 

A door opening made them turn. Connor walked out on the back porch, he was balancing a plate of perfectly lined up Pringles and sandwich on a can of Coke. He had his phone in the in the other hand with his headphones draped around his neck.
 

“He’s so different from you and Taylor.” Jessica smiled. “You’d never know you were related.”
 

“Mom claims our baby pictures look alike.” Jay didn’t know why, but he felt a little defensive. Connor didn’t have an easy life, while that didn’t give him an excuse to be a jerk, but it was more understandable.
 

Jessica looked slightly uncomfortable, she hadn’t meant to pick on his family. “I didn’t mean it was a bad thing, he’s always been nice to me.” She couldn’t remember having a single conversation with him, but she’d never had any reason to believe he wasn’t nice.
 

“It’s hard when you’re gay,” Jay shrugged. “He doesn’t have a lot of friends and the ones he has aren’t exactly popular.”
 

Jessica shook her head, “people can be so mean.”

Without realizing it, they continued to gawk at the younger boy while he ate lunch, ears buried in the cans.

“He’s such a pretty boy, are you sure he’s gay?” she sounded wistful.
 

“Totally,” Jay nodded. “And it wouldn’t matter anyway, we’re brothers, we don't share.”
 

“That was in 5th grade.” She laughed.
 

“Doesn’t matter.” Jay raised an eyebrow. “No sharing.” She laughed louder, eliciting a glare from Connor.
 

“Even if he wasn’t gay I wouldn’t have a chance now, I interrupted his music.” They chuckled, trying not to disturb the grouch.


He did cut a pretty picture, stretched out in a chair, thumbing through his phone. The high cheekbones were tinged with pink, he knew they were watching.  His straight black hair covered his right eye and the tips of his long bangs brushed his spider bites. Jay frowned, when did he replace the studs with rings?

It hurt to see him sitting alone with his phone, as if it were his best friend. The difference in the lives they led was astounding. Taylor and Jay were always surrounded by people, invitations never ended for them, dates were plentiful. Life was pretty easy when there were no predators. Connor never complained about bullies, but everyone knew his social life was lacking. When mistakenly outted by a friend at 7 years old, all hope for a normal life evaporated.
 

“I think I’m going to go hang out with my brother,” Jay nodded at Jessica. “Haven’t seen him in almost a year.” She smiled and excused herself.
 

What seemed like a good idea a second ago became awkward quickly. Connor hadn’t been staring at his brother, remembering the past and feeling sorry for him. He didn’t seem interested in talking at all and kept looking toward the door, as if willing himself back in the house.
 

“I haven’t seen you in almost a year, can’t you carry on a simple conversation with me?” Jay sounded a lot whiner than he wanted too.
 

“We don’t have anything to talk about,” Connor signed. “We have nothing in common.” Jay’s sad look made him feel bad. “It’s okay, it’s always been like that, I’m used to it.”
 

“We have things in common,” Jay protested. “We’re brothers, we’re both in school and we’re both teenagers.” He paused, struggling to think of something else, there was at least one thing he could add, 'I'm a little bi-curious', but since he barely admitted that to himself, he opted for a pause, then changed the subject completely.
 

“I’m thinking about getting something piercing.” He wasn’t, but he was desperate to connect. Connor looked interested. “What do you think, labret?”
 

Connor’s lips scrunched up while he studied the face, “I don’t think you should get anything on your face, maybe the helix. Your ears are close to your head, so that would look nice.”  


 


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