Husband of My Homophobic Sister Ch. 33

Note from the author:

Hi, guys. Sorry, it took so long, unfortunately. I had some technical issues, and then I was swamped with finishing the first parts of the sequels. I will post more frequently now and post FomEB and MNPA soon. 

The Life With Nathaniel

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A couple of months later.

I wish I could tell you it went smoothly from then on. That the love we had with Nathaniel made everything possible... But in reality, life doesn't go that way, and we knew that.

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The Saturday I met with Ashley was pure hell! I remember it started pretty civil, and Nate and Jerry were trying to keep Ashley and me calm, but there was too much resentment. I am sure we both care about one another in some way, but this affair destroyed the relationship between Ashley and me to such an extent that I wasn't sure if we would ever be able to repair it.

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Now, when I look back on those first months Nate and I tried to date, I feel awful for him. As he tried to balance life between the two of us, I honestly wondered why he even did that... I would have given up after two weeks. That's how bad it was... One good thing, though, was that he and Jerry became better friends this way, as Jerry was helping Nate immensely and was also rooting for our relationship.

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For Nate was very important to keep both Ash and me in his life. We've tried many times to talk, and I suppose each one was a bit better, but so many hurtful words were spoken in those months that I believed that even if we managed to talk with each other one day, there would be things we would never forgive.

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Thankfully, Ashley didn't want to forbid Nate from raising their child, but the thought that he would do it by my side was painful for her, and she hadn't forgotten to mention it every single time.

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I found a place, and at first, Nate spent most of his nights with me while he still kept living with Ash, which was torture for me. After about two months like this, I was ready to give up. I wish I could be the mature one here, the one who understands and is patient, but no matter how understanding I tried to be, this was seriously killing me!

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One night, he came, absolutely spent and exhausted, and asked me if he could live with me. I was over the moon and agreed. Ashley didn't contact any of us for over a month after that.

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I wished we could at least enjoy the summer. We really tried, but with all the stress, pandemic, and everything happening all at once, we were happy sometimes that we could just curl up next to each other at night and hold on tight. If I ever came close to depression, it was in these months right here...

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June and July passed like this, and in August, Ross and Kyle finally finished Jerry's basement. He and Ashley were like siblings they never had by this point. Yes, I mean this sentence with all seriousness. Jerry kept trying with Nate to somehow keep the four of us in contact. He was ecstatic when he called us with Nate to come and look at his new studio, and for a short moment, we all thought this would help us break the ice. We didn't even get to see it...

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The following Monday, Ashley knocked on our door. At first, I thought it would be Nate forgetting something, but seeing her there made me double-check if I saw it correctly. I swore under my breath and opened the door.

"Hi, Nate is not here."

"I know. Can we talk?"

"Sure, come on in."

She stepped in and looked around since this was the first time she had entered this space. Her belly was now starting to show. She was about six months.

"How do you know he is not here?"

"I talked with him over on the phone. He is at Brandon's."

"Yeah."

"Can I sit?"

"No, I will make the pregnant woman stand..." I shook my head and pointed at the couch. "Just sit down, Ashley."

"I wasn't sure if you would want to speak with me."

"Why? Because you kept screaming at me for like an hour and kicked me out of the house?"

"I may have been a bit emotional then," she said to the carpet as she sat on the cushion.

"Nooo, I got used to it by now, don't worry."

"I swear, Richard, you are the only person that can make me this livid."

"Same here. What do you want?"

I stood in front of her with my hands in the pockets of my jeans.

"I've been to the doctor today," she started quietly and looked at her hands.

"Is everything all right?"

She looked solemn. No matter how cruel we can be toward one another, I care for her well-being.

"No."

I sat. There was no sneer, no maliciousness in me anymore. From the way she looked, I got genuinely worried.

"What is going on?"

She looked severely into my eyes.

"Do you mean it seriously with Nate?"

"Not this again, Ashley. What is going on?"

"Answer me, Richard."

"Yes, I mean it seriously with Nate. I wouldn't do this otherwise. I am not that cruel person to take your husband from you out of spite."

She nodded.

"Then I want to make a deal."

"What?"

"I will stop. Well, I will do my best to stop treating you like the traitor that took my husband away."

"Why?" I was now seriously worried for her life! I know reading only words may sound like a fantastic gesture, but one, she is not the kind of person to do this, especially after I saw her these past months, and two, she looked pale and apprehensive.

"I just want us to be a family," she started crying!

"What is going on, Ashley?!"

"I want this baby, Richard!" She held her belly and started shaking and crying.

I jumped on my knees right in front of her and hugged her as she cried. "What is going on?!"

She shook her head and clutched her arm around mine.

"Ashley, please, please talk to me!"

"The baby is too small. The doctor is doing some tests, but we had a long talk, and she asked me if there was some stress in my life recently."

"Fuck..."

"Rick, please stop swearing constantly."

I bit my tongue as this was absolutely not important now, but I just looked at her, urging her to talk more.

"I need this to stop!"

"You mean Nate and me?" I swear if she'd said that, I wouldn't know what to do!

"No. I am not stupid. Nate loves you. It would destroy him, and I would never forgive myself. I mean our constant fights."

"Do you want me to go away or not to go near you for a few months?"

"I kind of hoped we could just try to be better towards each other."

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I was lost for words. She told me how she spoke with Mr. Harris, Jerry's father, before coming here, and they think it's God's sign or something. I swallowed a few thoughts about that and let her speak. She was worried she was being punished, and I tried to tell her that she didn't do anything wrong. If anyone did something wrong, it was Nate and me, but we just fell in love!

She nodded and cried some more. I held her, realizing that this was the first time we had touched since I was twenty-one! I felt sad realizing that and hugged her tighter.

We spent a long time talking. We started with both guilting ourselves and later even talked about our parents. It was so fucking heavy...

Nate returned with a broad smile and kinky look, but the second he found us in an embrace, our faces red from crying, he got concerned. We told him we were trying to be nicer to each other for the baby, and he seemed moved.

Ashley spent that night over at our apartment. She refused to sleep in the bed we shared, so we made her a cozy place to sleep on the couch. That night I fell asleep in Nate's arms, absolutely crushed by remorse, but I couldn't bear to tell about it.

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Morning came, and Ashley made us breakfast. We ate, and she asked how we planned on celebrating Nate's birthday. Nate said we didn't plan anything special, and I silently ate as I couldn't bring myself to say that I actually did.

She asked if she could invite Nate's friends like she did every year. I saw that Nate looked like he would love that, even though he quickly looked at me, trying to seem unaffected. I smiled forcefully. I didn't like that she would be organizing it, I wanted to make something for the two of us, but when I looked at him, I knew he was genuinely excited about that. In the end, she knows him much better than I do. And she loves organizing events, while I, on the other hand, hate even attending them sometimes. Great... Ashley - 1, Rick - 0.

"Sure," I said with that forced smile and took a bite.

"It would be cramped in here, though. But it could be fun."

"Here? Nate, we can do it at our house. It's still your house as well."

"I live here, Ashley," he said patiently.

"Sure, but there is much more space."

"I know Ashley, but I don't live there anymore. I will come as much you need me to, but I live here with Richard," he repeated.

I saw her disappointment. She must have felt left out. She loves organizing and hosting parties. She cares for Nate's friends; from what I've been told, she was close with each partner of Nate's buddies and even with them. I felt sorry for her. How much has she lost when I took Nate... Father to her child, friend group, and chance to be the kind of person she always aspired to be. Supportive, caring wife and mother. I knew her well enough to know that even though she is often immersed in her work, she always liked the idea of being a wife and mother more. Good Christian girl... with good Christian dreams... I crushed it all in a single month.

"You know, Nate, in a way, that house belongs to all of us. And Asley is right. It's bigger."

I smiled at her. The shock in her eyes that I agreed with her was making me feel even worse.

"We could sleep in our old room if Ashley would be okay with it."

"I would love that!"

Damn... she must feel so lonely.

"Would you be really okay with that, Richard?" Nate must have known I am not a hundred percent comfortable with it.

"Sure, plus I need to see what Ross with Kyle had done with that basement!"

Ashley looked at me with a grateful smile. Little steps...

"Are you absolutely sure, Richard?"

"Yeah. I think it will be great, plus I hate organizing parties. But I can help Ash."

"That sounds great!" she sounded like a shy little girl just then.

"In that case, I thank both of you..." Nate said slowly, observing me closely.

She told us that she should go home, and Nate offered to drive her.

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From that day, we both tried our best to conceal our rage. It took a great effort, but we managed to tone it down.

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Fri, Aug. 21, 2020

"Happy Birthday, baby," I smiled as I brought him breakfast.

"Good morning, Richard."

I leaned toward him and kissed him. "How would you like to spend your day?"

"With you! I don't care for much else."

"How sweet. Don't worry. I am not going anywhere."

"Good."

I brushed his hair back and just took in the view I had. I had this amazing man in my bed. Someone I would never expect, yet I was grateful for every moment with him. Nathaniel just stared at me with a smile.

"You came from a run?"

"Yeah, I would shower, but I thought you wouldn't mind."

"I genuinely don't!" He sniffed my neck, which sent a tingling sensation all over my body. My little twisted man! How I love that about him!

"Your sweat and precum, I love what that does to me!"

"I love what that does to you as well."

I licked his lips and dove into his mouth, passionately embracing him. He raised my shirt over my head and licked my neck and shoulders. Then he traveled to my peck to bite my nipple lightly. I smiled and pressed him back onto the pillow and straddling his hips.

I untied the top of my pants and stood up above him. Nate watched me with hungry eyes, and I couldn't help but grin.

"Come for it, baby."

Nathaniel stood on the bed with me and dove into my mouth, sucking the air out of my lungs and pulling me closer. I grabbed him by his neck and twisted his face upwards to lick his neck and Adam's apple, hearing his moans as I pulled lightly on his nipple and squeezed his firm ass.

Nate scratched my back, and I saw the fire in him. He raised my arm and dove on my pit, feasting on it hungrily and licking me all over. I tilted my head in ecstasy and let him lick me clean before he knelt and pulled the pants down. He brushed his beautiful face on it and breathed it in before he took my dick into his mouth. I started slowly fucking his face and soon felt his tight throat spasm around my cock. This sent me into overdrive, and I pushed him away and ripped those shorts off him. We rolled and kissed all parts of our bodies we could reach.

I pinned him down, and he struggled with the widest hungry grin for a little while. He raised his head, trying to lick me as I hovered on top of him, and then I grabbed a rope from the floor and wrapped it around his wrists. He roared and pulled, trying to wiggle free.

I looked into his eyes, and that devious smirk played on his lips.

"You want to play it like this today?" I smiled at him.

"Take me if you can!" He whispered with a grin. Nate wrapped his legs around my waist and tried to turn me on my back.

"As you wish, baby!"

"Wreck me, Richard!"

"My twisted birthday boy!"

With that, we started to wrestle hard! We got pretty good at wrestling each other in these past months. The strength and aggression of this man were driving me crazy! One time, we made love in the most sensual way, and within minutes, we could be fighting for control and wrestling like madmen. I could never guess what side of this man I would encounter in the next minute. I loved it!

I pushed on his hip and jumped on his back, trying to pull his second arm to the first and tie them together, but he wouldn't let me have it that easy! He wiggled from me and raised himself, biting my forearm.

"Fuck!" In a surge of adrenaline, I roared and slammed him down harder before I pounced on those swollen red lips and destroyed them, making him squirm under me!

We rolled and twisted for minutes until I finally managed to tie his hands behind his back and spread his legs, diving onto that pink crack!

I enjoyed my victory and feasted on it like on my last meal until he howled and begged me to fuck him. His eyes were crazed and dark. I loved this side of him so much!

"Not yet, baby."

I turned him on his back and sat on his face.

"Eat, baby."

He looked into my eyes and started rimming me with such skill that I felt euphoric. I kept looking at his trembling and leaking cock, and then I couldn't help but to turn and take it into my throat. I heard his muffled scream and relished the taste of his precum.

I pointed the head of my dick to his mouth, and he gulped it down to the base, making me tremble. What that man could do with his tongue was fucking perfection!

"For fuck's sake, Richard, please, please take me already!"

"As my birthday boy wishes." I smiled and stood up. "Spread for me, baby."

I was standing above him, jerking my twitching dick watching him shamelessly spread his legs wide, inviting me with a dazed horned look, and parted swollen red lips.

I kneeled and gently lowered myself onto his body. I kissed his neck and ear.

"I love you, Nathaniel."

He looked at me with such a beautiful smile that I couldn't keep myself from kissing him as I gently brushed his thighs and slowly pushed in. He looked into my eyes with absolute submission as I gently moved deeper and deeper into his soft tunnel. I felt him squeeze the muscles around my cock, making me moan and kiss him again.

"I love you too, Richard!"

"My beautiful, amazing man!" I kept kissing him and moved in and out of him ever so softly.

I started to feel him trembling under me, and his dick leaked on his belly when I took it in my hand and soothingly stroked.

"I want to wake up like this every day!" Nate said it with such compassion in his voice that I felt elated.

"I want to be by your side forever." I was so emotional now that I couldn't stop looking at him.

It may sound strange to say such a sentence out of context, but at that moment, I felt like that, and I couldn't help but say it.

Nathaniel looked as if he was going to cry.

"Untie me, Richard."

I reached behind his back and did as he asked me to. He pulled my head close and kissed me while holding my face with both hands. We sped up our thrusts, and soon, we were both moaning and shaking. We were close. I kissed him the whole time until I felt I was reaching the edge of heaven itself.

"I love you so much!" I kissed him as I started shaking, filling him with my cum. Dazed and overflowing with so many emotions, it was hard for me to come down back to reality.  Nathaniel smiled at me so lovingly that I thought there was nothing in this world I needed more than to see this smile.

Nate waited, and then he turned me gently on my back. He kissed me before he kissed his way down to my balls and tenderly licked them. After that, he lowered between my legs and kissed my crack, rimming me so well I thought I would come the second time soon. I felt his fingers, and then he reached for the lube, pushing into me two at once. I lay there in awe, watching him before he laid on me and filled me slowly with his cock. I hissed slightly, but he was so gentle and slow that I felt no pain. He started trusting in me, and soon he kissed me, trembling as I did before.

"I will always be by your side if you let me, Richard." He kissed me, and I nodded, moving with his thrusts. It took maybe a minute or two, and he started shaking and moaning as I felt him claiming me with his cum.

Nate lay on my chest and hugged me tightly.

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We rested there like that for a long time, enjoying the closeness we needed. I will never have enough of this man!

We spent the day in such harmony that I dreaded stepping out of this place. But around three o'clock, we got dressed and went to Ashley's. It's time to help prepare for Nate's birthday.

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We arrived, and I tried my hardest to stay composed. Nate held my hand as we stepped in, and Ashley welcomed us with a warm smile and she hugged us.

I have to admit she is slowly changing a lot. Since Jerry told his parents what happened and that he moved here, they became frequent guests, and from what I heard, they loved Ashley as a daughter they never had. Life is really strange sometimes.

Jerry showed me the basement, and it looked absolutely amazing! He had pretty much everything there, and they even changed the door and stairs. With how Ashley and Nate remodeled the house before, there was nothing original from our childhood I remembered. I have to say, I loved that.

I asked about the things Nate told me Ashley kept for me, and Jerry told me they were in our room.

"In our room?"

"Yours and Nate's, of course."

"It's not our room anymore, Jerry."

"Tell that to Ashley. She refuses to touch it. Well, to be honest, no one really uses any room upstairs anymore."

"Where does Ashley sleep?"

"She remodeled the office. It's huge anyway."

"That's a bit of a waste, don't you think?"

"Honestly? No, I don't think so."

I looked suspiciously at him.

"Not like I care. Keep your secret snares." I said mockingly and returned to help Ashley with preparations.

Nate and Jerry went somewhere, and only Asley and I stayed in the kitchen. We talked a little, and we both have been trying since the day she came, and it seems to be working. Little steps... I was grateful; the lump in my throat was slowly dissolving, and I started to hope this evening would be fine in the end.

"I heard you are down in that room."

"Yeah, I shouldn't be much climbing the stairs, and I have to say, I got used to that room. When we worked on the basement, I just took advantage of it and created the perfect bedroom down there."

"Really? I thought that you loved your old room."

"I hated it, Nate knew it and wanted to make the downstairs into my bedroom, but I didn't want to be so far, especially when we already didn't share a room in the first place. After Nate left, there was nothing worth for me to stay there."