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Subject: Growing Up Charlie Chapter 30 (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 30 Justin drove Billy and Charlie back to Will’s. The three boys told Will what happened. Though Will wasn’t thrilled at being name dropped, he was pleased to hear that there was a healthy shake-up at the meeting. “So, what’s next?” He asked his son. “I don’t know,” Billy replied. “Trevor said he’d be contacting everyone to set up a meeting.” “Trevor was really cool, Uncle Will,” Charlie said, as he pulled a cookie from a jar on the counter. “Charlie,” Will said, “Don’t you think you should ask before getting a cookie?” “Sorry,” Charlie said, crestfallen, as you made to put the cookie back. Will laughed, as he explained that Charlie could still have the cookie but needed to ask before opening the jar next time. Charlie sat in a chair and played a game on his phone, while Justin and Billy cuddled on the couch. There was a small part of him that wanted Billy to move, so he could cuddle with Justin, instead; however, there was a much larger part that was still very uncomfortable with what he saw the night before. He tried convincing himself that, had Justin asked to film him in the shower, he might have been okay with it, but not even Charlie could live in that much denial. He only called Justin for a ride, because the older boy lived closer to the church than anyone else, and it was too cold to wait outside or walk. Charlie was very thankful that Justin came so quickly, as it had started to snow. “Who’s staying for dinner?” Will asked a few hours later. “Shit,” Justin said, looking at his watch. “I actually have to get going. I still need to do some things around the house before my dad gets home.” “Charlie?” Will asked. “I don’t know,” he said. “Dad doesn’t know I’m here, and I was supposed to be home right after church.” “I’m sure he won’t care,” Billy said, dismissively, before kissing Justin goodbye. Will said to his son, “Charlie and Ry aren’t supposed to be here without Rick approving first.” To Charlie he said, “Get your things, and I’ll take you home.” “I can take him,” Justin offered. “I’m kinda headed that way, anyway, so it’s not a big deal.” “Are you okay with that Charlie?” Will asked. “Yeah, that’s fine,” Charlie said, putting his hoodie on and grabbing his bag. “I guess that’s settled, then.” Will gave Justin $20 for gas and gave Charlie a hug. “I’ll be home tomorrow,” Billy said, giving Charlie a hug, as well. “Maybe we can play that game you keep going on about.” “Really?” Charlie asked, with a mixture of shock and confusion. “You mean it?” “Sure,” Billy said. “I might be fun.” Charlie hugged his brother again, extra tight. “Don’t get all crazy, okay?” Billy joked but returned the hug. Charlie smiled as he got into the front seat of Justin’s car. He was shivering before Justin even opened his own door. That’s what I get for wearing shorts! Charlie scolded himself, as his pants had a blood stain at the knee and seemed inappropriate to wear to church. Justin turned the heater on as he got into the car. The air was very cold as it shot from the vents. Justin took Charlie’s hands and blew his hot breath on them. Between breaths, Justin kissed each of Charlie’s fingers. Once Charlie’s hands were warmer, he took them back and held them in front of the vents. “Is it alright if I make a stop before I take you home?” Justin asked. “I don’t care,” Charlie said, opening şişli travesti his phone once more. Justin turned down a few roads, all of them leading away from Charlie’s place. Charlie looked around and didn’t recognize where they were, but remained quiet, hoping Justin knew where they were going. Soon, they stopped at the top of a hill overlooking the city. A few flakes of snow fell on the windshield, and the night’s silence settled in around them. Charlie couldn’t make anything out aside from the view of the city lights before them. Justin left the car on but unbuckled his seat belt. He turned in his seat to look at Charlie. “Nice view, isn’t it?” “I guess,” He said, as he put down his phone. “So,” Justin said, before taking a deep, settling breath. “I wanted to talk more about what happened last night.” “Oh,” Charlie said, dropping his head. Justin lifted Charlie’s chin and said, “You’re not in trouble, if that’s what you’re worried about.” “Okay.” He wasn’t worried about being in trouble; he wasn’t looking forward to the conversation. Justin unbuckled Charlie’s seat belt, so Charlie could face him better, which Charlie did but only a little. “I wanted to talk about the video and what you saw. I’m sure you still have questions about it.” “Not really,” Charlie said. Justin looked at him, as if he knew Charlie was hiding something. Finally, Charlie said, “I guess, I might have some more questions.” “Okay,” Justin said, sounding a little excited. “You can ask me anything. You know I won’t lie to you.” Charlie took his own settling breath then asked, “Why did you really record us in the shower?” “What do you mean? I already told you that I don’t know why,” Justin said. Charlie gave him a skeptical look, and Justin gave in. “Alright,” he said, “I think you’re very beautiful, and I think you’re even more beautiful naked. I wanted to have more than just a memory of it.” “Why didn’t you ask me first?” It was Justin’s turn to look skeptical. “Would you really have said, ‘Yes’?” “Probably not,” Charlie admitted. “I didn’t think so,” Justin said, “but I shouldn’t have done it without you being okay with it first. Next time, I’ll ask first.” Next time? Charlie said to himself. That phrase started his mind reeling. “Anything else?” Justin asked, as he put his right hand on Charlie’s left knee. Charlie put the implications to the back of his mind. “Why were you playing with yourself while watching us in the shower?” Justin slowly rubbed Charlie’s knee and said, “Like I said, ‘You’re very beautiful,’ and to be honest, being around you and close to you turns me on.” “What does that mean?” Justin thought about it for a second, as he moved his hand to just above Charlie’s knee. “Well, it means that I find you so handsome and cute that my penis gets really hard, and all I can do is think of you. The only way to get it to stop is to touch myself like I did.” Charlie blushed. Nobody, aside from Megan, ever said he was cute. “Why do you think I’m cute?” Charlie asked, unable to see it for himself. He felt his face burning from embarrassment. “Well,” Justin said, moving a little closer in his seat, while also moving his hand up to the middle of Charlie’s thigh, fingers just under the hem of the boy’s shorts. “You have very beautiful, expressive eyes. I love how brown they are. I also have a thing for chubby redheads. I don’t mean that in a bad way at all, by the way. I think you have a perfect body and it helps that you have red hair. My favorite thing about you is how cute and infectious your smile is. You have the cutest smile.” Charlie couldn’t help but smile in embarrassment. “Ah, there it is!” Charlie covered his face with his hoodie and tried not giggling. “Don’t hide that smile!” Justin reached over with his left hand and grabbed Charlie’s hoodie, gently pulling it down from Charlie’s beaming face. As he did this, Justin moved his right further up Charlie’s thigh, till his fingers were fully under the bottom of Charlie’s shorts. “What else do you want to ask?” Justin asked, hoping Charlie couldn’t hear how loud his heart was beating. “Why do you want to have sex with me?” Charlie asked. He kind of had an idea of what sex was after watching some of the movies his parents had. Occasionally, he would sneak some of his parents’ rated R movies beylikdüzü travesti and watch them in his room late at night. “When you love someone, like I love you and you say you love me, and you think that person is the cutest boy you’ve ever seen, you want to show how much you love them by having sex with them. You do love me, don’t you, Charlie?” “Yes,” Charlie thought. He did and already told Justin so. “Do you think I’m cute?” Charlie never gave it any thought. In fact, he didn’t find anyone cute. Some of the kids in his class started liking some of the other kids, but he never considered it. They were just his classmates. He guessed Megan was pretty for a girl, but he wasn’t sure if that counted. He looked at Justin and tried getting a good look at the young man sitting in front of him. “Yeah, you’re cute,” he said, but thought, For a boy. “I thought so,” Justin said, smiling wide. He moved his hand further up to Charlie’s hip and was pleasantly surprised that Charlie wasn’t wearing his briefs but boxers, instead. Charlie froze. He finally felt Justin’s hand up his shorts. The warning voice inside his head screamed for him to get out of the car and run, but he was too scared to move. He lurched a little, as he felt Justin’s fingers brush against his scrotum. He watched as Justin moved closer still, so he could bend his arm a little. After he achieved this, Justin ran his hand along Charlie’s smooth, lower abdomen. The hand stopped once it found its goal. Justin touched the sides of Charlie’s penis with his thumb and index fingers. He pulled back Charlie’s foreskin and used his thumb to rub the tip of Charlie’s penis. Charlie shuttered at the sensation. He didn’t know what to make of the feeling let alone the situation. The warning voice started to cry, and he felt himself wanting to do the same. “That’s it,” Justin whispered. “You’re getting hard like me. This means you really do love me.” With his left hand, Justin struggled but managed to pull out his own hard penis. Charlie, who had been staring at the steering wheel, barely managed to turn his gaze to Justin’s erection. Justin stroked them both in time. “Come on,” Justin said, removing his hand from Charlie’s shorts. “Let’s move to the back seat.” Without putting himself away, Justin opened his car door and stepped out. The cold air washed over Charlie, but it wasn’t enough to pull him out of his fears. Doing as he was told, Charlie got out of the car. The voice shouted that it was time for Charlie to run as fast as he could, but he didn’t see anything but trees all around him. The snow was falling harder and he wasn’t sure which way the road was going, let alone how to get home. I’m trapped, he thought to himself. As Charlie opened the rear passenger door, he saw that Justin had already pulled down his pants and underwear. Justin beckoned Charlie inside. He sat next to Justin and didn’t move any further. “Pull down your shorts,” Justin said. He didn’t sound mean or demanding. In fact, Justin’s voice was the same as when he talked Charlie down from his panic attacks. Charlie, again, obeyed Justin’s request. The seat was a little cold on his bare butt, as he pushed his clothing down to his ankles. “There,” Justin said, moving up against Charlie. “Isn’t that better?” Not wanting to make Justin mad, Charlie just nodded. “Did you like what I was doing a little bit ago?” “Yes,” Charlie said, unsure of what else to say to make Justin either stop or get what he was planning over with. His throat had gone dry and his heart pounded in his chest. “Good,” Justin cooed, as he started to touch Charlie again. Justin reached his arm around the boy and pulled him closer. The size difference was enough for Justin to be able to reach around Charlie’s body and still jerk him off. “Here, do the same to mine.” With a shaking hand, Charlie reached over and grabbed Justin’s hard penis. With his left hand, Justin guided Charlie’s quivering left hand up and down the long shaft. Justin kissed Charlie’s head repeatedly as Justin picked up their pace. “Rub my balls, Charlie, please.” Charlie made to remove his hand from Justin’s dick, but Justin insisted that Charlie use his right hand. Awkwardly, Charlie turned on his side, knocking Justin’s hand off of his own hard, penis, so he could rub Justin’s istanbul travesti hairy scrotum. “Yeah, just like that, Baby,” Justin purred. His right hand now free, Justin started to rub Charlie’s hairless, plump bottom. Charlie didn’t like any of it. His face was too close to Justin’s dick, and his arms were getting tired. The voice in his head finally stopped screaming but the crying was still there yet further in the background. “Oh my god, Charlie, I love you.” “I love you, too,” Charlie said, praying that, if he played along ,Justin would take him home. “I’m going to cum,” Justin said, excitedly. Charlie had no idea what Justin meant, so he just stayed where he was. Unfortunately, Justin, who had been edging to the shower video whenever he was alone, had a huge load built up. He didn’t bother pulling Charlie back, thinking the boy knew what was going to happen. A big wad of jizz shot out and hit Charlie in the face, causing the boy to cry out. Charlie flung himself back, slamming the back of his head into Justin’s chin. Charlie tried to pull further away, while also hopelessly trying to wipe his face clean, but Justin held his left hand firm, still stroking Justin’s dick. “Here,” Justin said, letting go of Charlie’s arm and handing him a towel from the back window. “I’m sorry. I thought you knew what I meant.” Justin’s heart broke as he saw Charlie quietly sobbing next to him. “Charlie?” “Don’t!” Charlie cried, as Justin made to touch him. Charlie moved as close to the door as he could, knowing it still wasn’t far enough. “I–I thought…oh my god,” Justin gasped. “I’m so sorry, Charlie. I thought you wanted this to happen.” Tears started to fall from Justin’s eyes, as he pulled up his pants, no bothering to clean himself up. “I’m so sorry,” Justin stammered, as Charlie pulled up his boxers and shorts. “I don’t know what came over me. I thought you wanted to do this as much as I did.” Charlie wiped his eyes clear and softly said, “Don’t be mad at me.” Justin turned and looked at Charlie, misinterpreting the shame on the boy’s face. “Charlie, I could never be mad at you. I love you. If anyone should be mad, it’s you. You did nothing wrong. You have to believe me. I thought you wanted to be with me, and I didn’t even ask if it was something you wanted. I’m so, so sorry.” For the first time since Charlie noticed Justin’s hands on him, he looked Justin in the eye. He saw the pain, shame and guilt Justin had. I did love Justin, he told himself. Kissing Justin was worth having it, because Justin was the only person who truly cared about him. But that was kissing. This was a lot more than just kissing. Justin wanted a lot more, and it was clear that Justin didn’t care about what Charlie wanted, so long as Justin got what he wanted. “Can I go home now?” Charlie asked. “Yeah,” Justin said, wiping his own tears away. “Of course.” They made their way to Charlie’s in silence, each mentally replaying the earlier events. A lot ran through Charlie’s mind. He tried rationalizing and justifying Justin’s actions, while also trying to be truthful with his own feelings, but neither were agreeing on any of it. Justin pulled into the driveway, leaving the car idling. Charlie unbuckled his seat belt, and, as he grabbed the door handle, Justin said, “Charlie, I really am sorry for what happened. I wouldn’t blame you if you never wanted to see or speak to me ever again. Actually, I wouldn’t blame you if you told your dad and brothers what happened. No matter what you choose, I will always love you and I’ll respect your decisions.” Charlie sat with Justin’s words for a few minutes. He contemplated running into the house and yelling for help. Telling Ry and his Dad what Justin did to him. But, he also wondered if they would believe him. After all, Justin didn’t make him do any of it, really. Yes, Justin touched him without asking and wouldn’t let him pull away completely after getting cum or whatever that stuff was all over his face. However, Justin seemed sincere in his apology and he didn’t tell Charlie not to tell, which is what he was told bad people tell the kids they hurt. Justin wasn’t a bad person. Justin loves me, I love him and even Ry said that’s what people who love each other do, Charlie told himself. “I won’t tell anyone,” Charlie said. After a heavy sigh, Charlie leaned over and kissed Justin. He got out of the car and looked back to see Justin. The 17-year-old looked at him, gave an awkward smile and drove away. Charlie waved and went into the house, wondering if he made the right choice. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 31***

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