Thursday, August 14, 2025

Happy Birthday, Marco! written by Jimmy

 



Happy Birthday, Marco!

 

written by Jimmy

 

Jayden’s hands were deep in the soapy sink water, up to his elbows gazing his muddy brown eyes gazing out into his small yard thinking about the end of the school year that has just passed and his summer.

Not paying attention to his surroundings, Jayden didn’t notice his brother getting closer to him until he yells “Think fast!” Gino smirks, giving Jayden a sack-tap as he scrubs away at a pile of dirty dishes.

Jayden winces and grabs his crotch - leaving a soapy handprint on his shorts dripping water on the tiles between his feet. “Ugh, what the hell?” he grunts as he tends to his nuggets.

“Just a reminder Jayden, it’s Dad’s birthday tonight! Don’t forget, it’s the some fancy place, so we’re supposed to be dress nice and be on our best behavior!” Gino smirks, as he ruffles Jayden’s hair. “And you know that I never am.” He retreats to his bedroom to change.

Jayden breathes out a huge sigh of relief.  With family around he was sure Gino wouldn’t be busting him tonight. Quickly dressing in black dress slacks and a white button-up he begins to sweat almost immediately as he waits for his brother to finish getting ready. Their one AC unit stopped working a few days ago, leaving Jayden wishing that he had central air like his boyfriend Chase.

Gino dressed similarly to his younger brother, but sporting a sport jacket also looking rather warm. 

“Let’s hit the road, bro! Get in, Jayden.” Gino chuckles and cracked her knuckles into Jayden’s groin as they left out the front door. Jayden stumbles in the doorway, halfway leaning against the edge of the frame holding his goods. His sack was still sore from the earlier nut tap, and this one left a larger impression on him

Honking the horn behind the wheel, Gino calls out “Come on bro, I didn’t hit you that hard.”

Grimacing Jayden moves carefully down the stairs, still cautiously holding tightly to the dull throbbing in his cupped palm. Twice his brother has nailed him, and Jayden warily gets in the passenger seat.

“No more, Gino…okay?”

Gino only smiles slyly, his dark brown eyes flicking to Jayden. He blows a kiss his way, but says nothing more as he starts the drive to meet their parents.