Date: Wed, 09 Jul 2003 23:39:38 -0400
From: Steve Griffin <knack6@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gay General Hospital 2

I don't own General Hospital. ABC Daytime and Disney owns GH. This is a
fantasy of mine that I want to share with others. I am not making any
profits nor am I claiming any rights. I do want to say that I hope you ask
me first before you archive this; if you want to show it to friends, that's
fine.

Thanks for the feedback in chapter 1...if i keep you coming, keep the
feedback coming, please!

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Stefan watched them. Lucky Spencer and Nikolas Cassadine. The brothers. All
traces of baby fat and awkwardness slowly but surely honed into chiseled
musculature.

The scrawny little boy Lucky used to be was now a strong, confident man. His
body had finally matured to the level where his mind had always resided.
Stefan hated Lucky's arrogance, his flippant attitude...so much like his
father Luke. Yet, Stefan could not help being drawn to the swelling
pectorals encased in snug muscle shirts, to the almost obscenely large
crotch packed into breathlessly tight jeans. Stefan watched Lucky now,
watched the soft, masculine yet feminine hands of Nikolas desperately
peeling away his brother's top, reveling in his rigid wall of abdominals.

Stefan rubbed at the soft cotton of his trousers as Lucky took Nikolas in
his arms. These young men had known all along, and finally accepted, that
with intense hate comes intense love and need. With their mother gone and
the father figures in their lives unreliable, all they had was each other.
Lucky gently stripped his brother naked, such a contrast to his usual fiery
personality. Stefan purred approvingly as he saw his nephew's cut chest and
swollen biceps. He knew what would be next. Nikolas, like Lucky, eschewed
undergarments. He clearly loved the feel of danger in letting yourself fly
free, letting your most base emotions run rampant for all to see. Stefan
hated underwear for the same reasons. He squeezed his throbbing erection as
Lucky lowered Nik's trousers, exposing the most beautiful ass Stefan had
ever seen. Firm, hairless, two pillows sewn into skin. Stefan had spied on
his beloved nephew for years in showers, had groped his half-naked, sweaty
body in tai chi matches, had done everything but take the final step of
intimacy Lucky was now taking.

As he unfurled the buttons of his expensive black dress shirt, Stefan
wondered how long the brothers had been so intimate with each other's bodies
and souls. He had never seen such behavior during the years he'd lived in
Port Charles. If their sexual bond was a new development, their touches were
achingly familiar and gentle. Nikolas held Lucky's length tenderly, stroking
the rare delicacy of width and size with all the respect it deserved. Lucky
sank to his knees, winking at his brother, leaving bruises on his lover's
hips after expertly peeling away Nik's foreskin. Stefan sighed as he tugged
at his chest hair and flicked his large, suckable nipples, remembering the
callused hands of Luke Spencer on his own sheath, wishing he could
experience the same from Luke's Adonis-like son.

The husky pleas of Nikolas brought Stefan back to reality. Lucky squeezed at
the marble-hard cheeks which so abundantly filled his hands. His fingers
danced in the smooth crack, knowing exactly what sweet spot to hit. Stefan
could practically feel his own prostate lump being lewdly fondled, could
feel the stubby brown locks of Lucky's close-cropped hair wrapped in his
hands while Lucky sucked him to the root. Lucky had eased off of his
brother's slobbering stiffness, now easing his way down to the perfectly
proportioned, heavy, beautiful, shaved testicles. Nik's entire pubic area
had been shaved clean, while Lucky's remained untamed, wild. Had Lucky
shaved his brother? Had he buried a razor between those globes, crudely
invading and exposing Nik's quivering hole, as he was doing right now?
Stefan tore his slacks open and to his knees as he imagined his tongue
convulsing inside that dark crevice. Lucky had bent him over the bed now,
suckling his hole. How sweet did that ass taste, Stefan pondered. How much
did he want that...how much did he want to have his own crowning manhood
buried balls-deep inside his flesh and blood?

He was about to find out how much when Lucky met his eyes. Stefan, pants
around his ankles, blatantly groping his thickness, panting, shirt wide
open, nipples inflamed, being studied by a surprised, slowly beginning to
smirk Lucky. Stefan expected bloodshed, a fistfight. Instead, Lucky only
choked down a snicker. The normally intense men looked almost amused as his
impossibly long penis twitched at the arrival of a third party. Lucky moved
out of the way, only keeping his hands close enough to open Nik's lubed-down
ass wide. Stefan gasped as he saw his nephew's entire asshole and tight
pucker exposed to him in full pornographic display.

His mind reeled. This was wrong. Yet, this was so right. What should he do?

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Do you want Stefan to enter the threeway? Would you like another man to jump
in too? Do you want some other stories in chapter 3? If so, who?

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