Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2005 10:14:58 -0400
From: Miss Meehan <lilliluthor@hotmail.com>
Subject: Roman's Customizing - Chapter 12

Warning:  This story depicts incest between two brothers.

Disclaimer: Brotherly Love is owned and copyrighted by Witt-Thomas
Productions, Warner Bros and Disney


Matt's week of recuperation went by much too fast for his liking.  He and
Joe had fallen into a comfortable routine.  Joe would bring him breakfast
after Claire left to take Andy to school.  Joe learned quickly not to waste
too much time on the preparation of the meal; dry toast and tea left the
two plenty of time for making out.  Joe would lie on top of the covers and
fondle his younger brother beneath the sheets.

Towards the end of the week, Matt was feeling much better and Joe spent at
least two mornings bound to his brother's bed frame with neck ties while
the younger boy explored Joe's body with his tongue.  What made this more
frustrating for Joe was the fact that he was left fully clothes except for
his shoes and socks.  Matt had a thing for seeing Joe's bare feet.  Joe
would squirm with delight and frustration as he felt Matt's hot breath
through his tee shirt, leaving wet spots over his nipples.  He'd arch up
and beg Matt to go beneath the shirt but to no avail. Matt would look up at
him with dreamy hooded eyes and shake his head furiously.  Then the assault
would begin again.  Joe nearly screamed loud enough to be heard over the
din of machinery down at the shop when Matt sucked and teased his cock
through his heavy denim jeans.

The next day, Joe wised up and wore sweats to breakfast to outsmart his
cockteasing brother.  Matt had smiled when Joe entered with his tray.  He
knew what his brother was up to and was glad for the thinner material.  He
would be able to feel his brother's length through the cloth.

The two hadn't made love since Matt's accident.  Deep down both worried if
cosmic forces were trying to warn them to end their forbidden affair. Joe
worried more.  He spent most of his nights lying awake in his room, trying
to picture a future with him and Matt together.  It scared him that he
wanted that so badly.  Even though they hadn't been together long, only a
few months, Joe wanted Matt in his life permanently. He didn't discuss it
with Matt, although he did tell him often how much he loved him.  Joe had
never gone to college.  He saw so many opportunities waiting for Matt after
high school.  He just couldn't bear to come between Matt and his promising
future.  More importantly, he didn't think he could survive Matt choosing
these things over him.

"How did this happen," Joe muttered, lying across his bed. "How did I end
up falling so hard?"

Matt wasn't looking forward to going back to school.  For one, he was sort
of a loner.  Girls liked him and thought he was cute.  He had the whole
brooding teenager thing working to his advantage.  But every minute he
spent away from Joe was agony.  It was getting to the point that he didn't
even hang out with the few friends he did have.  As soon as he was finished
with his last class, he headed for the school exits and rushed home to
spend time in the garage with Joe.

Joe would usually let him file invoices and straighten up the supply room;
both duties provided privacy in the back room and an opportunity for stolen
kisses.  The older boy was even teaching him something about auto repair.
But the thing he loved most about Joe was that he was unselfish.  He
constantly encouraged him to make friends and think about going away to
college.  Until Joe came along, Matt was looking forward to going away and
reinventing himself.  Now he couldn't imagine four years without Joe.  He
often wondered where they would be four years from now.  He wasn't naïve
enough to think that they could come out as a couple, but he knew that he
wanted Joe to still be in his life when he graduated college.  He only
hoped Joe wanted the same thing.

Matt's first day back to school was grueling.  Although Kristen and Silent
Jim had kept him up to date on his homework, he still felt lost.  He also
felt very self-conscious.  He felt as if the whole school knew what he was
doing with his brother while they were away.  He knew that this was
impossible and it was guilt getting the best of him, but mixed with the
guilt was a guilty pleasure in knowing he had a steady lover while all his
classmates went through the motions of dating and breaking up and worrying
about junior and senior proms. By the time he finished his last class he
did his usual routine of avoiding his friends and headed straight home. He
was disappointed to see Joe was missing in action when he arrived.  Usually
Joe was practically waiting at the garage door for him, pretending to be
busy with hosing down tires or some other task that he would normally ask
Matt to do.

"Hey Lou, hey Lloyd," Matt said, scanning the room anxiously.  He didn't
want to ask for Joe even though Lou pretty much knew what was going on
between them.

"Hey Matt," Lloyd boomed.

"Is my mom home?"

"No.  Andy's class had a trip today.  They'll be back late so she went to
the school to wait for him," Lou answered.

"Oh.  Need any help?"

"Are you crazy, you're mom would kill us if we let you work so soon after
your recovery," Lloyd scolded.

Matt rubbed his head absently. "I just thought since Joe isn't here..."

Lou smiled, knowing this is where the teen was headed all along. "Who said
Joe isn't here?  He started early this morning so he's taking a break.
He's upstairs in the kitchen."

"Oh," Matt said again, trying to sound as casual as possible.

He took the stairs two at a time until he was at the door that led from the
garage to the kitchen.  The smell of garlic and other spices assaulted his
nose.  The sight of Joe in his customary tight tee shirt and equally tight
jeans had effects on other parts of his body.  He closed and locked the
door and dropped his bag.  Joe spun around but before he could speak, his
younger brother was all over him, kissing his neck and lips and nipping at
his chin.  Joe wrapped his arms around the teen knowing it was useless to
resist.  He turned him and pressed him against the sink all the while
maintaining their kiss.

Matt finally broke free and slowly fell to his knees, assaulting Joe's
already burgeoning cock through his jeans.  Joe wished he was able to wear
his sweats all the time.  The older man braced his hands on the rim of the
sink, allowing Matt more room to maneuver.

"Oh Mattie," he sighed; as he felt nimble fingers unzip his pants and warm
breath on his briefs.

Matt was humming with glee as the scent of his older brother mingled with
the sweet Italian spices Joe used to cook with.  He flicked his tongue
across the tip of Joe's covered cock and could almost taste the drops of
pre-cum through the fabric. He laughed against the briefs when Joe began to
rotate his hips in a circular motion and making a low guttural sound in his
throat.  Matt looked up and saw that his brother's eyes were tightly shut,
his head hung limply down.  His other head however, was rock hard and
straining against his underwear.  Matt freed Joe's organ and sucked it deep
within his mouth.

"Jeez Mattie," Joe said through gritted teeth.

Matt took his time, sucking on the sensitive tip like a lollipop before
drawing the whole thing back into his mouth again.  Matt was torn between
releasing his own stiffing sex or giving Joe more pleasure and playing with
his balls.  Matt decided they both needed to get off.  It had been a week
since they had any real sexual contact.  Matt undid his jeans and stroked
himself in time to the pace he was setting on Joe's cock.  He knew he had
to finish fast because there was no telling when his mom would be home.  He
was familiar enough with Joe to know what pushed his buttons.  Letting
himself go for a moment, he snaked a hand up to Joe's heavy sac and rolled
it around in his palm.

Joe's mouth fell open slightly and he panted harshly as his brother
expertly brought him to the brink of climax and then suddenly it stopped.
He felt his brother crawl between his legs and slowly pull himself up
behind grabbing Joe's waistband and pulling down his jeans and underwear as
he did so.  Joe leaned forward even more gripping tight to the rim of the
stainless steel sink so hard that his fingertips were throbbing.

Matt was sliding down Joe again, tickling the thin line between the two
muscular cheeks with his tongue before coming to his main objective and
darting his tongue in and out of the inviting entrance.  Joe's knees almost
went weak.  He had taught Mattie well, he thought. Matt flicked his tongue
in and out, bathing the entrance thoroughly with his saliva.  Satisfied
that the hole was sufficiently slickened, Matt wasted no time rising to his
feet and lining up his cock with Joe's anus.

Joe stifled back a moan as his brother's hand sought out and found his dick
while managing to slide his own inside of him. Using the leverage of the
sink he pushed back to meet his brother's thrusts and slid forward into the
vice grip Matt had on his cock. Joe couldn't have wished for more and yet
adding to his pleasure was the tiny kisses Matt was placing up and down his
back.

When Matt whispered "I love you," against his skin Joe came harder than he
could remember babbling the same to Matt until he felt his brother explode
inside of him and bathe him with his warm fluid.  Matt clung to Joe after
still sheaved inside of him.  It wasn't until they heard voices on the
steps leading from the garage that they scrambled apart. Matt scampered
into the bathroom while Joe hurriedly pulled up his pants and used a
dishrag to clean up any evidence of their escapade.  He stuffed the rag in
his pocket and washed his hands before unlocking the door.

Andy came bursting through the door followed by Claire.  He scrunched up
his nose as he entered the kitchen.

"What's that smell?" He asked.

Joe felt his heart pounding in his stomach.  He tried not to look guilty
but felt his face flushing.

Claire followed sniffing the air.

"Joe?"

"Yes Claire," he said trying to steady his voice.

"What have I told you about using so much garlic?