He loved how tall and slim but stillmuscular. He loved the tattoos that covered his arms and chest. He turnedaround and saw that he loved his high, ti...ht arse but most of all he lovedhis cock. He loved how big it was. How thick it was. How heavy his ballswere. How it was always hard and had never failed to leave anyone that hadseen it gasp. He spread his legs and stepped into the jock strap. As hepulled them up his firm legs, he felt the fabric tighten. Chris was a slimlad and must have been. ‘Look, that was nothing. I’ll come by tomorrow when you’ve calmed down and we can talk about…’ ‘I guarantee if you come by our house ever again, Dan will beat the shit out of you.’ His eyes became stony, a look that mirrored the tone I’d heard from the bathroom. ‘Fine. Forget it. You weren’t a great lay anyway.’ ‘Fuck you!’ He turned and flipped me the bird over his shoulder. I watched to make sure he left. He turned the corner, and he was gone. I screamed out into the night, collapsing. I also told him Brittney nevershared any fantasies about having sex with anotherman. I did tell him she got excited reading commentsthat people made on her pictures we had posted. Iquickly sent that reply back to Phillip and startedlooking through his pictures again.Phillip must have been online because it wasn't tenminutes before I got a reply back from him. I openedhis email and read."OK George. That gives me somewhere to start. I'mgoing to give you a few things to work on over thenext week.. “How are you doing, knowing you have another brother?”I guess my mom had talked to her, because I hadn’t revealed that tidbit of information to anyone outside the family. As far as anyone knew, including Phil, he was my uncle. I hadn’t heard from my parents since they went to Las Vegas to talk things through. Mom was madder than I had ever seen her when she found out.I’d been shocked when I discovered my dad had strayed from his wedding vows. He was the one Dawson I thought would always be.