My Brother's Best Friend: BWWM

by Keisha Williams

  “It’s perfect.” He looked around to see if anyone was near then kissed me. Anthony, Mom and Dad were all upstairs. His hand slipped under my shirt and cupped my breasts, squeezing it firmly. We heard footsteps and quickly moved to separate sofas. My mom came downstairs and went to the kitchen. It was time to start the Christmas dinner.

  The crotch of Brad’s jeans bulged like something was fighting to get out. I quickly pointed it out to him as my mother was walking by. He put a cushion over his lap and crossed his legs. I fought myself not to laugh.

  “I have an idea,” I whispered. “Follow me.” I led him into my rental car so we could have about ten minutes of privacy. The windows were tinted so no one could see from outside. He reclined the seat and I sat in his lap. I was not a fan of car sex but I needed a quick fix of his dick. I was addicted to him. I slid off my joggers and shifted my thong to the side. His big dick filled me up so much that it was a tight fit. He lifted my shirt and sucked on my nipples while I bounced on his dick. My legs were tired after only five minutes but I was determined. His manhood felt so good sliding in and out of me. This time, to avoid the mess, I took his manhood into my mouth and swallowed his load. We exited the car and returned to the living room before anyone noticed we were gone.

  Momma was cooking up a storm. She prepared baked ham with brown sugar sauce, roasted beef, roasted potatoes, chopped vegetable, rice and peas. Our neighbor gave us a delicious wine cake and freshly baked cookies. My uncle, Milton, stopped by and brought Jamaican style jerked chicken. It was delicious but spicy as hell. My momma did not like to be disturbed when she was in the kitchen. She needed her space to do her magic.

  In the living room, Anthony, Brad and I played Jenga. I wondered if Anthony could tell how super competitive I was towards Brad. I was distracting Brad and flirtatiously shoving him. I didn’t mean to flirt with him in the open, it just happened naturally. Brad’s blue eyes and country manners made my heart want to melt. After taking a moment to collect myself, I was more subtle with my affection. Every time Anthony would leave the room, we would kiss as if our hearts were yearning for each other. I wanted to spend every minute of the day with him because our time was coming to an end. Tomorrow I would be leaving to return to the life I had in the city, and until then, I wanted to spend every moment being with him.

  It was dinner time! I was grateful to be around people I loved and adored. My dad and uncle had been drinking since the day, so now they were chatting up a storm at the dinner table, much to our amusement. My dad was a funny man, and even funnier when he drank. Dad told the story of when he was being chased by a bull and jumped over a wall and landed on his ass in a yard with two big dogs. He jumped back over the fence and took his chances with the bull. “That bull did not like my black ass!” Mom laughed until tears filled her eyes despite having heard the story many times before.

  Brad told stories about his time in LA. He really felt like a part of the family and everyone treated him as such. My mom asked me about my life in the city, wanting me to contribute stories of my experiences. It was at that moment I felt I lived an uneventful life. There weren’t any near misses, bad lucks or unfortunate events. I had a job which I felt was safe, I was single, I lived alone, everything in my adult life played out ordinary and boring—until I got here. I had nothing to add.

  After dinner, Brad and I went to the living room to have some time alone. Usually, I would have used the opportunity to kiss him while we had privacy, but I was feeling stuffed and did not feel sexy at all. I leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder. “I don’t want to go home tomorrow,” I said.

  “I feel the same way. “I’m going to miss you. Like really miss you.”

  I felt a pang in my stomach. “I’m going to really miss you too.”

  “What do we do?”

  “What can we do?” it felt like the end of what could have been.

  “I thought I was ready to accept the thought that we can never be, and this was all just a good time.” He sighed. “But I can’t—I can’t just give up on what I’m feeling.”

  “I feel the same too. I don’t want to give on this. There has to be more to us than this. I don’t know why but it’s what my heart is telling me.”

  “I’ve always had a crush on you, Sasha. I was excited every time I came over your house to play games with Anthony because it meant I get to see you. “

  “Oh Brad.” Tears filled my eyes.

  “I’ve come to realization that I love you, Sasha. I have always loved you. When I was a boy packing my bags for California, uncertain about my future, I was gutted that I had to leave my family, friends and you behind.”

  I cried. “I love you too.”

  “I’m not going to give up on us. I want you in my life, always.”

  I grabbed his face and kissed him. The love I had for Brad was overflowing inside me. I was in love with him, more than I had ever loved any other man.

  “What the fuck is going on here?”

  I spun around to see Anthony standing by the foot of the stairs. “Anthony.”

  “Someone tell me what the fuck is going on?” he looked at Brad. “My sister, bro? That’s fucked up.”

  Brad got up and approached Anthony. “I can explain.”

  “I would love to hear that.”

  “Sasha and I are in love with each other.”

  “Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit. You ain’t even seen her in years.”

  “It’s true!” I said. “It has always been true, Anthony.”

  “You a movie star. You could have picked any woman in LA. Why it had to be my sister?”

  “Because love doesn’t work like that, bro. Your sister means the world to me, and me moving away to chase my dreams didn’t change that.”

  “You broke my trust.”

  Brad move closer to Anthony. “I should have told you about my feelings for your sister, and for that I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve to find out this way. I should have manned up and just said it. I was uncertain if it was the right moment in time.”

  “This is messed up.” Anthony walked away.

  Brad and I shared look which meant we knew this was going to happen.

  “I’ll go talk to him,’ I said.

  “No. Let him think about it and process it.”

  Brad and I had an honest conversation about our feelings for each other. We decided that we were going to try and make it work. Our relationship began there, beside the Christmas tree, on Christmas day.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Anthony was gone by the time I went down for breakfast. “Where is he?” I asked mom.

  “I don’t know. He said he’ll soon be back.”

  Is he avoiding me?

  Brad and I thought it would be best to sit my parents down and tell them about our relationship. We didn’t want the same thing that happened with Anthony to happen to them. We all sat in the living room. My tone may have implied it was more serious than it actually was. “I’m okay, mom,” I preceded by saying so she didn’t have to start worrying.

  A feeling of relief washed her face. “Then what it is, child? I have to go to make your daddy’s breakfast.”

  I looked at Brad then at her. “Mom. Dad. Brad and I are dating?”

  They laughed, thinking it was a joke. “When did you two start dating?”

  “Yesterday, actually. But we have had feelings for each other for a long time.”

  The laughing quickly faded away. “You’re being serious?” Mom said.

  I smiled and nodded. “We are in a relationship.”

  The biggest smile grew on her face. “Oh my God. “I’m so happy for you two. I prayed about it night and night. I said ‘Lord, please put a good man in my daughter’s life.’” She got up my and hugged us both. “You know I’ve always said it to myself that you two would make a cute couple. Jesus heard my prayers. Thank you, Lord.”

  My dad got up and hugged us all, forming a huddle. “I pray the Lord to watch over your relationship a
nd guide you both as you take this journey together. Relationships ain’t easy, but I know you two will work through anything that comes your way.”

  “And hurry up with my grandbabies.”

  “Mom! Now you’re going to scare Brad away.”

  “I’m not going anywhere,” Brad said.

  It was after breakfast until I saw Anthony. He stepped in and went straight to his without saying a word to anyone. Brad and I shared a glance. “I’ll go,” I said. I went to Anthony’s room and knocked.

  He opened the door. “What?”

  “Let’s talk.”

  He thought about it for a moment then left the door open and took a seat at his desk. It dawned on me that I had not stepped foot in Anthony’s room in years, and yet, it still looks the same. I sat on the foot of his bed and took a moment to think about what I wanted to say.

  “How are you feeling?” I asked.

  Anthony slouched in the chair, resting his head back and staring into the ceiling. “I’m good with y’all. You’re a grown woman and you can date whoever you want. I get that. I really do. But my homie? Come on, sis.”

  “I didn’t just wake up one day and said, ‘I feel like dating my brother’s best friend.’ No. It just happened. The attraction was there.”

  “And whether you like it or not, it will affect our friendship.”

  “How so?”

  “What if you two break-up? Then what? Can Brad still come for Christmas? What if he breaks your heart? That leaves me in the middle of y’all mess and I would be forced to pick a side.”

  “You’re right. There’s a chance it does make things awkward between you and Brad. I’m sorry that you’re in the middle of something you did not choose to be apart of. But the love I have for him is real and I have to take a chance on that.”

  There was a beat of silence.

  “You’re my sister; I love you, and I want the best for you. You know that. It’s a little hard for me to accept it so quickly, but I will come around. I wish you two the best.”

  I got up and gave Anthony a hug. In my heart, I knew he would understand. Anthony had always been a kind and protective older brother. I would go to him with anything on my mind and my brother would always listen and give me his best advice. I was happy to have resolved this before I left. I needed to know we were on good terms.

  Anthony soon came downstairs and talked it out with Brad. I left the men to do their thing while I joined momma in the back yard. She was cleaning up Benny’s poop. Benny sat and watched her as she did so. We spoked about life, where her life was coming from and where mine was heading. I took lessons from her experiences, knowing I would eventually need it.

  My mother became teary when it was time for us to leave. My bags were packed. My time back home had come to an end and a flight to my city awaited me. Anthony and Brad bags were packed too. Anthony had a five-hour drive ahead of him. Brad originally had a planned to fly back to LA, but when we decided to make our relationship official, he then decided to stay with me until after the new year.

  I became teary too. I said goodbye to Benny, my mom and dad.

  “Don’t take too long to visit us again,” mom said. She handed us containers with leftover food. “In case you get hungry.”

  “Thank you, Mom.”

  “Brad, I loved having you here and I’m looking forward to seeing your next movie.”

  “Thank you for having me.” Brad hugged my mom and dad. He dapped up Anthony and gave him a brotherly hug. I think Anthony came to the realization that their friendship was stronger than what he feared could happen. Their friendship was strong and could survive anything.

  “Take care of my sister.”

  “You already know I will, bro.”

  ***

  I loved having Brad with me back in the city. He would wake me with a kiss the morning before I go to work and he would cook dinner for me so I had something to eat when I came home from work. My Apartment felt like a home with the presence of someone else. There was someone to watch TV with, to talk to about my day at work, and to fuck when I needed to.

  We made use of the time we had because he was only spending a week before he had to report to LA for the movie he was going to shoot. We had never gone on a date so we went to a nice Italian restaurant where I got to dress up and feel sexy. Brad had packed a tailored suit before leaving LA and he looked damn sexy in it. It fitted his body nicely.

  “You look beautiful,” he said. His blue eyes gave me a sense of calmness. I think that described his personality perfectly. I felt at ease around him because he was so masculine and dependable. If something needed to be fixed, I could depend on him to fix it. If I was scared, I could depend on him to keep me safe.

  When we got home, he made me lie naked on the bed then he gave me a massage. Ten minutes into the massage and I got really horny and wanted to fuck. We fucked in the bedroom and did round two in the bathroom. After showering, we cuddled together and watched a movie.

  Brad decided that after he wrapped up filming the movie, he would return to me. It would be six weeks of shooting. A long time to be without him but I would manage. We decided that we were going to make it work and nothing was going to stop us.

  Brad fell asleep before me. I lay my head on his chest and listened to the beat of his heart. I was excited about the future. For the first time in a long while, I was ready for the new year.

  The End