Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2003 21:43:10 -0400
From: ridethaskater@yahoo.com
Subject: When the Cat's Away

Disclaimer: The following story contains descriptions of
consensual gay sex between brothers. It is purely a work of
fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true
sexuality of Zac and Taylor Hanson or any personal knowledge
of their private lives.  Positive and/or constructive
feedback is greatly appreciated.


When the Cat's Away
Copyright 2003


     "Is she gone?"

     Taylor Hanson shut the front door and turned to face
his younger brother.

     "She's gone," he replied, speaking of his wife Natalie.

     "For how long?"

     "All day."  Taylor offered a coy smile.

     "Really?" Zac said, raising an eyebrow.  "What about
Mom and Dad?  Ike?  The kids?"

     Taylor walked over to Zac.  "Mom and Dad took the kids
to Grandma's," he said, as he grabbed the waistband of Zac's
jeans and pulled his little brother towards him.  "They
won't be back until tomorrow.  And Ike's visiting an out-of-
town friend."

     He pressed his lips to Zac's.  "I'm afraid it's just
you and me for the whole day."

     "The whole day, huh?" Zac asked as he reached his hands
around and grabbed Tay's ass.  "What are we supposed to do
for the whole day?"

     Taylor placed his hands on either side of Zac's waist;
he felt his brother's hardening cock press into his own.
"Oh, I'm sure we'll find something to occupy our time."

     Their lips met again.

     Zac broke the kiss and smiled.  "Let's go upstairs."

     He grabbed Taylor's hand and virtually dragged him up
the stairs.  Taylor giggled.

     "Well, aren't you an eager boy?"

     "Damn straight," Zac replied as he led Taylor into his
messy room and shut the door.

     "You should really clean this place up."

     "Maybe later."

     And then, just like that, they were all over one
another.  Zac's hands grabbed at Tay's skin-tight black wife
beater and nearly ripped it off trying to pull it over his
brother's head.  Taylor returned the favor by frantically
clawing at the white t-shirt imprisoning his lover's
beautifully developed torso.  His fingernails dug in, and he
gave a strong tug, the sound of tearing fabric filled the
air.  Zac's white t-shirt was no more; they were both left
standing in nothing but their baggy jeans.

     They were kissing hard now, their tongues passionately
intertwining in a dance of incestuous lust. White-hot sexual
electricity filled the air around them, the result of months
of erotic tension being burned away in mere seconds.  It had
been way too long - Zac's last birthday, in fact - and the
two had every intention of making up for lost time.

     Taylor let out a muffled moan; Zac's hand was massaging
Tay's erection through his jeans.  He responded by shoving
his tongue deeper into Zac's mouth and grinding his cock up
into his brother's groping hand.  Taylor's long fingers
snaked their way down Zac's chest, pausing slightly to play
with the hardened nipples.  He broke their kiss and buried
his face deep into Zac's neck, taking a bit of flesh between
his teeth and nibbling playfully.

     Zac's hand was now fumbling to free Tay from his jeans.
After a few frustrating seconds the button had been undone,
and Taylor's pants were lying in a heap at his feet.  Zac
grabbed Taylor's hard dick, which was still confined inside
the black bikini briefs, and continued kneading it with his
fingers.  Zac's free hand moved around, slid inside the
undies, and cupped one of Tay's round ass cheeks.

     Taylor bit down hard on his brother's neck.  "Ouch,"
Zac said, "you little fucker."

     Taylor giggled again.  He moved his hands down Zac's
tummy and made quick work of unbuttoning the jeans, which
ended up, like Tay's, in a pile at his feet.  Zac was
wearing a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer-briefs, and his
fully erect member struggled desperately to be freed from
its imprisonment.  Taylor looked up into his brother's
gorgeous brown eyes and smiled.  He then glanced down at
Zac's large bulge.  Without saying a word, he slowly lowered
his body down to its knees.

     "Mmm," Zac said.

     Taylor was now eye-level with Zac's crotch.  He leaned
in, opened his mouth, and French-kissed the head of Zac's
stiff fabric-covered organ, his tongue gliding all over the
black cotton.

     "Oh, Tay," Zac said.

     Tay's hands moved up and grabbed the waistband of the
boxer-briefs, pulling them down in one quick motion.  Zac's
prick stood straight out, its head glistening with pre-cum.
Taylor opened his mouth again and swallowed the entire
length.

     Zac's entire body trembled as his older brother
pleasured him.  He clasped Tay's head firmly in his hands
and thrust himself deeper into his lover's mouth.  Taylor
felt the tip of Zac's cock touch the base of his throat and
he fought the urge to gag.

     Zac's knees weakened as Taylor licked and sucked every
inch of him.  He felt himself reach back and place his hands
on his desk for support.  His brother was bobbing vigorously
back and forth on his dick, using his tongue to pleasure the
head, and sending Zac into an erotic frenzy.

     One of Taylor's hands moved around and grabbed Zac's
ass, the other began to gently milk his brother's balls.  He
increased his speed, bobbing his head faster, wildly teasing
the tip of Zac's shaft.

       Zac's legs were turning to rubber; it was all he
could do to keep from collapsing onto the floor.  His grip
on the desk tightened in an attempt to keep him upright.
The white-hot sexual electricity that had filled the air
just a few moments ago was now charging through his body.
Droplets of sweat poured down his chest as he thrust himself
deeper into Taylor's mouth.  He felt himself being brought
closer to the edge.

     Taylor continued his vicious assault on his brother's
cock.  His tongue worked every inch again and again as his
head bobbed at blinding speed.  His fingers were squeezing
Zac's nuts a little more aggressively now, goading them into
releasing their treasure.  He wanted Zac to come in his
mouth.

     Zac dug his fingernails into the wood of the desk.  He
felt the orgasm building deep down within his balls.  He
thrust his hips more rapidly, moving in rhythm with the
blinding speed of Tay's bobbing head.  Zac closed his eyes.
He was going to come.

     "Oh, god, Tay," he said.  "I'm gonna.I'm gonna."

     Zac's dick exploded with an earth-shattering orgasm.
Taylor's mouth closed around it.

     "Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck," Zac screamed.  "Oh, god."

     He thrust upwards into his brother's mouth until he
felt the last bit of semen flow from his dick.  Taylor
continued sucking Zac's spent cock, milking the base with
his hand to extract every drop.  Zac, still leaning back
against the desk, stood there for a moment in post-orgasmic
bliss.  He looked down at Taylor.

     "God, Tay," he said.  "That was hot."

     Taylor looked up at him and smiled, letting Zac's tool
fall from his mouth.  He stood up, wiping his mouth with the
back of his hand.

     "Mmm," he said.  "Sure was.  It's been way too long,
hasn't it?"

     "Oh, yeah," Zac said.

     He pulled Tay close and gave him a quick kiss.  His
hands slid their way down to the waistband of the Taylor's
bikini briefs; a gentle tug was all it took to release Tay's
hard and slender dick from its confines.  Zac took his
brother's hand and gently lead him over to the unmade twin
bed.

     Taylor sat down with his legs spread wide open.  Zac
fell to his knees in front of his older brother, reached out
and took Taylor's cock into his hand, causing Tay to exhale
suddenly.

     "You know what we should do?" Zac asked as he lovingly
massaged Taylor's shaft.

     "What's that?"

     "I think," Zac began, "we should send Natalie on an
extended vacation."

     "Oh, really?" Tay said, laughing.  "And where should we
send her?"

     "London?  Paris?" Zac suggested.  "Back to East
Bumblefuck, Georgia, or wherever it is, to visit that
Deliverance Banjo Boy family of hers?"

     "That's a nice way to talk about my wife."

     "The fact that you and I are here together tells me all
I need to know about you and your wife."

     Taylor was a quiet for a moment, but he soon nodded.
"Good point," he replied.  "So, how long should we send her
away for?"

       "Oh, six or eight months, at least," Zac said,
grinning.  "During which time you and I could fuck like
rabbits without having to wait for her to leave the house.
It's a brilliant plan, I think."

     "Oh, yes," Tay responded with a nod.  "Bloody
brilliant."

     "Then again, there's something to be said for all this
sneaking around, isn't there?  I suppose it adds an element
of danger to it all, doesn't it?  And that, dear brother,
makes it a whole hell of a lot hotter than it already is."

     Zac leaned in until his face was hovering directly in
front of his brother's erection.  He opened his mouth and
devoured Taylor's gracile dick.  He closed his lips around
it, moving his tongue up and down the entire length; the
salty taste of pre-cum filling his mouth.  Tay's hips began
to thrust upwards, forcing more of himself into Zac.

     Zac moved his hand, cupping and squeezing his brother's
balls.  Taylor tilted his head back, his hand slowly moving
up his perspiration-soaked torso and pinching his nipple.
He opened his legs wider as Zac increased his speed,
frantically working every inch of Tay's shaft.  Taylor
moaned loudly with ecstasy.

     He leaned back on the mattress, supporting his weight
with his arms, drunk with lasciviousness.  He felt as if his
entire body was on fire, engulfed in the flames of
homoerotic lust. His hips were moving faster now, a rhythm
Zac matched perfectly with the bobbing of his head, his
tongue frantically teasing the long, thin phallus that
fucked his face.

     Taylor's moaning grew louder, his fingers digging
deeper into the mattress.  He could feel himself growing
closer and closer to orgasm with every second.  It was
almost more than he could stand; the sexual euphoria
consumed his body, everything around him faded away.  There
was only he and Zac, the only two people on the planet, kept
alive by their illicit desire for one another.  It was
beautiful, the two of them together, something that only
they could share; something that no one else but them could
even possibly understand.

     "I love you, Zac," Tay moaned.

     Zac continued his back and forth assault, licking and
sucking at Taylor's hot member like a Popsicle.  He felt it
start to twitch, a sure sign that Tay was about to shoot.
Zac took all of it into his mouth, feeling the tip touch the
base of his throat.  Taylor leaned forward, clutching the
side of the mattress.

     "Oh god!" Tay screamed.  "Ohhhhhh!"

     Taylor's dick erupted into Zac's mouth, shooting
several large loads of milky come, which the younger Hanson
greedily lapped up and swallowed.  Taylor's hips frantically
thrust upwards into Zac's face.  Zac grabbed the base of his
brother's penis and squeezed it lovingly, making sure every
drop of Tay's load was accounted for.

     "Mmm," Zac said as he pulled away from Tay's cock and
licked his lips.

     Taylor leaned forward and peered down at his brother,
smiling sweetly.  "You know what we should do?"

     Zac laughed.  "What's that?"

     "I think," Tay began, "that we should find me a good
divorce attorney."

     "Oh really?"

     Taylor nodded.  "Hell, yeah, just get rid of the bitch
for good."

     "That's a nice way to talk about your wife."

     "Who needs a wife when I've got you?" Tay replied,
pulling himself onto the mattress and lying down on his
stomach.  "You're all I need."

     Zac climbed onto the bed, straddling Taylor; he pulled
Tay's ass cheeks apart and wedged his fully erect dick into
the crack.  He then lay down on top of his brother,
supporting his weight with his elbows.

     "I need you, too," he said, thrusting his hips
downward.  "Oh god, you'll never know how much."  He gently
kissed Taylor's shoulder.

     "Oh Zac," Tay moaned.  "I want you inside me."

     Zac leaned over to his nightstand, opened the drawer,
and pulled out a tube of KY.  He raised himself up off
Taylor's back, opening the tube.  Zac put a huge glob of it
on his fingers and pulled apart Tay's ass cheeks.  He could
see Taylor's beautiful pink rosebud, which he'd fucked more
times than he could count.  He lowered his finger and began
teasing the outside of Tay's hole.

     Taylor inhaled sharply.  "It's cold."

     Zac laughed.  "Sorry."

     He slowly inserted an index finger.

     "God, Zac," Tay breathed.

     Zac gently pushed until his entire finger was inside.
Once in, he slowly began to pull it out again.  He repeated
this ritual for several minutes before inserting another
finger.  Taylor's body squirmed beneath him.  Zac picked up
speed as he inserted yet a third finger.

     "Mmm," Tay said.

     Zac withdrew his three fingers, squirted some more KY
onto his hand, and began lubing up his prick.

     "Hurry, Zac," Tay moaned, his body writhing with
anticipation.  "God, please hurry."

     Zac spread Tay's cheeks and pressed his slick shaft
against the waiting hole.  He encountered resistance at
first before he finally felt it slide inside.  Taylor's
insides were soft and warm, and he knew just how to flex his
sphincter muscle to give Zac the right amount of pleasure.
Taylor let out a moan as the head of Zac's penis slipped in.

     Zac continued, slowly and gently pushing himself inside
his brother; the feeling was indescribable.  Taylor grabbed
Zac's pillow and buried his head into it; he let out a
muffled scream as his brother pushed the rest of the way
inside.  Zac reached down and rubbed Taylor's ass cheeks.

     "Are you okay?"

     Taylor raised his head up from the pillow and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine."

     "Are you sure?" Zac asked.  "Are you ready?"

     Tay nodded as he gripped the pillow.

     Zac slowly began pulling himself out of Taylor until
just the head of his cock remained inside.  Taylor let out a
yelp.  Then, Zac pushed all the way back in.

     "I love you, Tay," Zac said as he gently started moving
in and out, Taylor's lithe body wriggled beneath him.  He
watched his brother's hands dug deep into the mattress below
him.

     "I love you, too," Tay replied.

     Zac lowered his hands to Taylor's waist as the speed
and force of his thrusts increased.  Taylor raised his legs,
locking them together around Zac, forcing his brother to
push deeper into him.  Zac lowered himself onto Taylor's
back, supporting his upper body with his elbows, as he
continued moving in and out of his brother.

     Taylor raised his head and turned it to the side; Zac
leaned forward and pressed his lips to Tay's.  Their hands
met, their fingers interlocking as Zac's velocity
accelerated.  They began moving in rhythm with one another
as Taylor thrust his hard cock up and down, fucking the
mattress.  He could feel Zac's hot breath on his back; he
could smell the scent of their carnal lust as it permeated
throughout the room.

     It was all about instinct now.  Their bodies worked in
tandem; the two becoming one in an almost ritualistic dance
of insatiable desire.  The flawless choreography of their
lovemaking rivaled the grace and beauty of a well-rehearsed
ballet, even their breathing was in sync; they were consumed
with one another.

     There were times Taylor wished the two of them could
run away together; the sneaking around was almost more than
he could bear.  So many nights had he longed to be in Zac's
arms, to have the inner reaches of his soul touched in a way
that no one else, not even Natalie, could manage; he wanted
to shout his love for his brother from the highest mountain.
Taylor knew, however, that neither his fans nor his family
and friends would ever be able to understand or accept their
relationship.  They were doomed to go on loving each other
in secret.

     Tay's heart pounded and he grunted as he humped the
mattress.  The movement of Zac's cock inside him was pushing
him closer to the edge; he could feel the familiar throbbing
deep within his balls, heralding his impending climax like a
town crier on doomsday.  He buried his face in his brother's
pillow, which smelled distinctly of him, and breathed
deeply; the musky scent filling his nostrils.

     Zac could feel the orgasm brewing in his loins.  He
squeezed his brother's hands tightly, increasing the speed
of his thrusts.  Being inside Taylor was pure heaven; the
inside of his ass was as smooth as silk.  The feeling of
their bodies moving in perfect harmony, fused together by
heat and perspiration, was enough to make Zac blow his load,
and he knew that he'd rather be with Taylor than with any
other person in the world.  The two of them together was
pure magic.

     It was time, Taylor was going to come.  He raised his
head from the pillow     .

     "Oh god, I'm gonna come," he screamed.  "Ohhhhhh!"

     He fucked downwards furiously into the bed as his dick
violently unleashed its juicy nectar all over the sheets;
his body writhing back and forth beneath his brother.

     Tay coming was the breaking point; Zac couldn't hold it
any longer.

     "Oh god, Tay," he screamed.  "Oh fuck."

     He buried himself deep within Taylor and then it
happened.

     "Ohhhhhh, god!" he moaned.

      Zac's cock unloaded several enormous loads of come
inside Taylor's ass.  He kept pumping into his brother until
he felt the last bit of his essence empty into him.  Then,
he collapsed on top of Taylor and lovingly kissed his
shoulder.

     "Oh wow," Zac said, out of breath.  "That was hot."

     Tay laughed.  "Mmm, it sure was."

     They lay there for several moments, their bodies
drenched in sweat and come; Zac's semi-erect dick still
inside his brother.

     "You know what we should do?" Zac asked, nibbling Tay's
shoulder.

     "What's that?"

     "I think," Zac began, "we should get you that divorce
attorney.  Then you can dump Natalie and marry me.  What do
you think?"

     Taylor giggled.  "I think that's a great idea.  You're
a far better fuck than she is."

     "That's a nice way to talk about your wife."

     "Yeah, well, she's not here," Tay replied.  "And you're
all I need, remember?"

     "Oh yeah," Zac said.

     "Ya know, she's not gonna be back for hours."

     Zac was kissing his neck now.

     "Which means," Tay said, "that we can do this at least
four or five more times."

     Zac giggled.  "Mmm, you read my mind, lover boy."

     Zac rolled off of his brother and onto his back.
Taylor hopped on top of him, straddling his waist.

     "When the cat's away," he said with a wicked grin.

     Zac pulled Taylor on top of him.

     "The mice will play," Zac said.

     Their lips met and they kissed passionately.

     It was going to be a busy day.