Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 12:25:06 -0400
From: Peter <peterdool98@hotmail.com>
Subject: Days of Our Lives: Aftershock, Part 5

***This story is a work of fiction based characters in the television
series "Days Of Our Lives." It is not meant to imply the true sexual
behavior of the actors playing these characters, or the characters
themselves. The show and characters are trademarks of and copyright Corday
Productions Inc., in association with Columbia Pictures Television.***


"Days of Our Lives: Aftershock, Part Five"
 by PeteR



	Previously in "Aftershock," Bo Brady revealed to his teenage son
Shawn that he shares a brother with his girlfriend, Belle Black, because
his mother conceived John Black's (Belle's father) child.  Out for revenge,
Shawn slept with his best friend, Philip Kiriakis, and realized that he was
gay.  Brandon Walker found the boys in a compromising position and took a
picture.  While having copies made of the photo, Brandon ran into Brady
Black, who found the picture and blackmailed Shawn into having sex with him
in the back of his father's SUV in the forest.  Brandon showed up, but
Brady had to get home to be with his sister when his father and stepmother
revealed to her the truth about the baby's paternity.  He found his father,
John Black, in the shower, and the two had an awkward moment as they made
eye contact.  Shawn spent the night with his grandparents at the Brady Pub.
The next morning, Brandon received oral service from Craig Wesley, Chief of
Staff of University Hospital.  Marlena, Brady's stepmother, found the
picture of Shawn and Philip in the back of John's SUV, and agreed to talk
to Brandon about her problem.  To her shock, Brandon blurted out that the
picture was his.  Marlena stormed out, just as Brady came in.  He and
Brandon kissed, and moved to Brandon's office to continue their
"discussion."  Meanwhile, Philip went to the Brady house to visit Shawn,
only to find Bo scantily clad in his bathrobe.  After a mutual jack off
session, the two went up to Bo's bedroom for a little privacy.  Now find a
sturdy doorway to stand in, because the quake's not over yet...

	Brandon shut the door behind him as he and Brady entered the
office.  He locked it this time, just to be safe.  Brady lunged for him
immediately, wrapping his legs around Brandon's waist and kissing him
passionately.  Brandon kneeled on the floor, laid Brady on his back, and
the two began grinding their hard bodies together.  Brandon pulled Brady's
sweater up over his head, revealing his perfect torso.  He squeezed his
nipples as Brady's tongue slid over his teeth.  Brady pushed Brandon's lab
coat off his shoulders, never breaking their lip lock.
	In a matter of moments, both men were down to their underwear.
Brandon was wearing a pair of plaid boxers, Brady a tight pair of black
boxer briefs.  Brady was mesmerized with Brandon's bulging pecs and abs.
They were very tan, and hairless.  Brandon's full lips seemed to engulf
Brady's mouth as they kissed, enveloping him in their moist embrace.  Brady
slid his fingers under the elastic band of Brandon's boxers, feeling his
taught, muscular ass.  Brandon moaned, and for the first time pulled his
lips away from Brady's.  He began to kiss Brady's collarbone, and worked
his way across his smooth chest and down his stomach.  Brady put his hands
behind his head and smiled broadly as Brandon slipped his boxer briefs down
his legs.  His boner flopped up and slapped Brandon in the chin.  Brandon
giggled, and slowly began to jerk the throbbing piece of meat, as Brady
hissed through his teeth as his breathing quickened.
	Brandon continued to stroke Brady's manhood as he began to toy with
Brady's hairy balls with the tip of his snake-like tongue.  Brady moaned
loudly, biting his lips to keep from screaming.  Brandon smiled, and spread
Brady's legs apart.  His ass was covered in a thin layer of blonde hair.
He buried his nose in Brady's firm bum and inhaled.  It smelled of soap and
sweat.  He began to tongue it very gently, still stroking Brady's cock.
Brady had never felt anything like this before.  He had never had his ass
rimmed.  Little did he know, this was just the beginning of Brandon's ass
play.
	Brandon slowly inserted a finger into Brady's virgin hole.  Brady
let out a girlish moan, but urged Brandon further by arching his back and
displaying his ass proudly.  He flung his legs over Brandon's shoulders.
Brandon licked his lips, and pushed a second un-lubed finger into Brady.
Brady hissed, and Brandon pushed his fingers further, loosening Brady's ass
for what was to come.  Brandon pulled his fingers out, licked Brady's pink
hole once more, and moved further up Brady's body, keeping his legs propped
upon his shoulders.  He kissed Brady tenderly, then guided his now
painfully erect pole to Brady's crack.
	"You want it inside you?" Brandon asked.
	"Yes, Brandon.  More than anything," Brady asked, trembling in
anticipation.
	"Are you sure?"
	Brady smiled.  "I'm positive that I've never wanted anything more.
I want you to plow into me like I'm a cheap whore you picked up on the
street."
	Brandon grinned.  "You asked for it."  With that, he plunged his
cock into Brady's spit-lubed hole.  Brady screamed, but Brandon quickly
covered his mouth with his hand.  "Shhh.  Don't forget where we are.
There's a busy hospital right outside that door."  Brady nodded slowly, and
began to kiss Brandon's hand.  Brandon had found a slow rhythm, and was
pushing in and out of Brady's ass.  Brady began to suck on Brandon's
forefinger, which he slowly pushed in and out of Brady's mouth at the same
rhythm.
	Brandon slowly picked up the pace, and began plunging harder and
harder.  Brady grimaced slightly, but was soon smiling, his eyes rolling
back into his head as ecstasy consumed him.  He had never felt anything
like this.  He felt high with lust, but knew that no drug could give him
this feeling.  He began to toy with Brandon's nipples, squeezing them with
one hand while jerking his dick with the other.  After what seemed like
hours to Brady, Brandon quickly pulled out and spewed his load of cum all
over Brady's face.  Brady soon came as well, his cum spraying onto
Brandon's stomach.  The two sweaty men began to kiss softly and tenderly,
and Brandon ran his fingers through Brady's hair.


	Philip Kiriakis gingerly entered Bo and Hope Brady's bedroom.  Bo
followed, closing the door behind him.  He then untied his bathrobe belt
and let it fall to the floor.  Philip was in awe at Bo's beautiful body.
He was covered in a thin layer of black hair, and his torso was perfect
with hard-as-rock pecs and a perfect six pack.  The hair culminated into a
thick patch right above his long, thick manhood, which was accompanied by
huge testicles.  His arms and legs were tan and bulging with muscles.
Philip felt like it was the first day of school.  Here he was in his best
friend's (and lover's) parents' bedroom with his best friend's father
standing naked before him.  Bo moved toward Philip.
	"Look, Philip, if you're not ready for this, I completely
understand.  You have every reason to be nervous.  It's your first time
with another guy."
	If only he knew, Philip thought.
	"To tell you the truth," Bo continued, "I've never been with a guy
either.  At least...not like this.  I'm probably just as nervous, if not
more so, than you are."  This made Philip feel a little better.  Without
saying anything, he closed the gap between him and Bo, and softly kissed
Bo's stubbly face.  Bo smiled, and returned the kiss, letting his tongue
slip into Phil's mouth.  The kiss grew passionate, and Bo pulled Philip's
tee shirt over his head, and ran his fingers along the boy's smooth, toned
chest.  Philip wrapped his arms around Bo's muscular shoulders as Bo
slipped Philip's jogging pants down, revealing his patch of blonde pubic
hair and impressive teenage cock, which was pointing straight up toward the
heavens.
	Bo pulled away from the kiss, and looked Philip's youthful body up
and down.  He smiled broadly, as if very pleased with what he had
discovered.  He took Philip's hands in his own, and led him to the bed,
where they sat, side by side, their naked bodies pressed together.  Bo
brought his face close to Philip's, their noses touching.  Then he wrapped
his arms tightly around the young man's body, and moved in for another
liplock.  When the kiss was over, Bo pulled away.  His eyes passed over the
nightstand visible across Philip's shoulder.  There was a picture.  A
picture of Bo and Hope on their wedding day two years ago.  The lust and
desire faded from Bo's face, replaced by shame.
	"Philip, we can't do this," he said, loosening his arms from around
Philip.
	"We can't?" Philip asked, a slight tremble in his voice.
	"No," said Bo.  "It's not you.  It's me.  God knows I want you,
Philip.  Who in their right mind wouldn't?  But I'm a married man, and I
have to honor those vows.  I can't sleep with you."  Bo's eyes welled up
with moisture which began to flow down his face.  He felt horrible.  It had
been so hard for him to forgive Hope for sleeping with John Black, and they
didn't even have control of their bodies at the time.  But, here he was,
naked, cock hard as a rock, with his son's best friend.  "I'm sorry I put
you through this, Philip," Bo said.  He reached out and put his hand on
Philip's face.  "You don't deserve this."
	"Don't worry about it, Bo," Philip said, trying to hide the tears
in his eyes.  "We probably shouldn't, anyway.  We are brothers, after all."
	Bo nearly swallowed his tongue.  He had never considered Philip his
brother.  But it was true, he supposed.  Bo's biological father was Victor
Kiriakis, Philip's father.  He never felt like a Kiriakis, because he
hadn't found out the truth of his paternity until he was an adult.  "That's
true."  Philip stood, reaching for his clothes.
	"Well, I guess I'll just be going now."
	"I thought you wanted to see Shawn," Bo said.
	"Oh, it's not important.  I should really be getting home anyway.
Um...see you later, Bo."  With that, Philip left.  While he still felt
guilty for his near-unfaithfulness, Bo began to wish he hadn't seen that
picture on the bedside table.

......To Be Continued