Date: Sun, 27 Nov 2005 03:30:53 -0600
From: gandersn@gte.net
Subject: Alex and Zach Part 6

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This is the sixth of several planned installments.  I hope/plan to add more
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It was getting close to ten at night and Zach had been asleep for a couple
of hours and showed every intention of sleeping for the rest of the night.
Jason and Alex were watching TV, Jason stretched out on the floor and Alex
lying next to Zach, absently rubbing his chest when they heard someone
clear their throat in the doorway.  Alex and Jason both looked up, their
eyes lighting up as they saw who was there.

"Mark!" Alex nearly shouted.  "When did you get here?  We weren't expecting
you till late tomorrow!"  The grins on Alex and Jason's face were huge with
unexpected happiness.

Mark's face remained very serious as he looked at his brothers and the
sleeping Zach.  He walked into the room, his expression still serious,
almost grave and sat down at Alex's desk chair.  His eyes went from Jason
to Alex then rested on Zach for a few moments.  Finally he looked straight
into Alex's eyes.  "We need to talk little brother."

The smile on Alex's face immediately evaporated and his body began to tense
up at the seriousness in Mark's voice.  Zach, even though he was asleep,
could feel the change in Alex's body and touch and came awake looking
around a little confused.  He sat up a little, taking in the expression on
Alex's face and the tension in the room.  Even the happy go lucky Jason had
a frown on his face.

Alex hesitated for a few seconds, frowning a little, before he spoke.
"What's up Mark?" he said, the tension clear in his voice.

Mark stared back into Alex's eyes, still not smiling, his expression still
serious, almost cold.  "We need to talk about what is going on here.  And
we need to talk about who this is in your bed."  Mark's voice was quiet but
very penetrating.

Zach watched as the muscles in Alex's jaw clenched revealing just how tense
Alex was becoming.  "His name is Zach, Mark."

Mark continued to stare at his brother, nodding his head almost
imperceptibly, a little frown crossing his face.  "Ok, so we know his name
now, but that doesn't tell me what he is to you.  Why he is in your bed."

Zach, watching the exchange between the two, was starting to get more than
a little nervous.  The tension in the room was so thick it was nearly
overpowering.  He felt he should do something, say something, he just
couldn't figure out what.

Alex stared back at his brother, almost glaring at him.  "He's my roommate
Mark," Alex nearly spat.

"Your roommate?" Mark said his voice still even and quiet.  "Your roommate
sleeps in your bed with you?  I don't think so little brother.  Try again."

Alex's face was nearly livid.  Even Jason seemed ready to take Mark's head
off.  Alex took a deep breath, trying to keep his temper under control.
"All right.  Zach's not just my roommate.  He's my boyfriend."  Alex's
voice took on a definite belligerent edge.  "Do you want to make something
of that?"

Mark continued to stare at his brother for a few moments, his expression
still neutral.  "Was it really so difficult to admit that to me Alex?" Mark
finally asked, his voice soft, even affectionate. Mark got up, crossed the
room to Alex and enfolded him in a very tight hug.  "I've waited a very
long time for you tell me that.  I was beginning to think I was going to
have to kick you in the ass to get you to admit the truth."

The look on Alex's face was a study of contrast.  Relief, anger, happiness,
annoyance.  He kept trying to respond to his brother, he'd open his mouth
to speak and all that would come out were strangled noises as the emotions
ran away with him.  Finally, he regained a little control.  "You Ass!" he
yelled at his brother, annoyance and joy both reflected in his voice.
"What the hell were you trying to do to me?"

Mark finally released his little brother from the hug and sat back down.
"It was important Alex.  It was important for you to tell me you were gay.
If you can't tell someone who loves you, you'll never be able to tell
anyone.  You should know by now that we all love you no matter what.  It
doesn't matter to me if you're gay, you're still my little brother.
Nothing can change that!  Ever!"

Zach was watching Alex while Mark was saying this, watching the emotions
play over Alex's entire body.  By the time Mark had finished speaking,
Alex's eyes were beginning to get very watery.  Under the covers Zach took
hold of Alex's hand and squeezed it in silent support and didn't let go.
Alex looked over at him, smiling, nearly crying, fighting to hold back the
tears.

"Zach, it's good to meet you," Mark said after a few seconds of silence.
"I hope I didn't make you too uncomfortable earlier.  Dad says you're
really a great guy and I'm looking forward to getting to know you."  Mark
smiled warmly at Zach as he said this and reached over to shake his hand.

Zach briefly shook Marks hand, still a little confused by the sudden switch
in Mark's reaction.  "Uh, hi," Zach managed to mumble.  "It's good to meet
you too."

Jason couldn't keep quiet any more.  "Mark, you are such a prick!" he said
irritably.  "Do you know how close I came to kicking your ass for you?"

Mark grinned at Jason.  "Yeah, I could see you were getting a little
pissed.  Why don't we leave these two alone?  I'm sure they're tired.  It's
late and I want to go to bed myself."

Jason nodded, annoyance still clearly on his face.  He got up and as he
passed the bed he briefly tousled the hair of both Alex and Zach.  "Good
night you two."  Then he grinned mischievously at them.  "Try not to keep
each other up too long!"  Then he headed towards the door, pausing long
enough to lightly punch Mark in the arm.  "Your still an ass Mark, but good
night."  Jason grinned at Mark then left.

Mark chuckled lightly, but didn't immediately make a move to go.  "Alex, I
really am happy for you.  I've really missed you, you know."  Mark smile
fondly at his brother.  "You use to bug the hell out of me when we were
growing up.  I couldn't go anywhere without my little shadow two steps
behind me, but now, I look back wanting to find you and it always makes me
sad when your not there.  Why'd you have to grow up anyway?"

Alex ducked his head in silent pleasure over his brother's comments.  He
quickly looked back up grinning happily.  "I've missed you too Mark.  Even
if you and Jason use to torture the hell out of me!"

Mark laughed at that comment.  "Yeah, I guess we did, didn't we?  I
especially remember how we would tickle your ribs and underarms till you
practically wet yourself."  Mark paused for a few seconds and then made a
sudden lunge towards Alex.  "So are you still ticklish?"

"NO DON'T!  FUCK MARK!  DON'T YOU DARE!"  Alex yelled, laughing as he
clamped his arms down tightly to his sides and trying to burrow under the
covers.

Mark was grinning mischievously at his brother as he tousled Alex's hair.
"All right.  We'll get ya later then!  I'll let you two go to bed now.
Good night guys."

"'Night Bro," Alex said warmly as Zach smiled his own parting to Mark.
Mark waved and smiled back at the two as he left for his own room.

Zach settled more comfortably into the pillows, smiling as he watched Alex
for a couple of seconds.  Alex was grinning from ear to ear and seemed
ready to start bouncing off the walls he was so happy.  "So, are we going
to take your brother's advice and go to bed or did you want to go run some
laps first to wear off some of that energy?"

Alex grinned back at Zach, trying to assume a fierce expression and failing
miserably.  Finally he gave up and started laughing.  "That was just so
fucking awesome!  I was ready to kill Mark at first, but it ended so
fucking awesome!"  The grin on Alex's face got even bigger.  "And did you
see how Jason was getting ready to defend me?  I honestly think he would
have started beating the shit out of Mark.  God!  I love those two!"

Zach smiled at Alex, a little wistfully.  "Your brothers are really cool
Alex.  I think they are both great.  Granted, I was a little unsure of Mark
at first, but they are both pretty great."  Zach couldn't help wishing his
own brother was more like Alex's and a little of that came through in his
voice.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Alex asked, picking up on the sadness in Zach's voice.
"Did the stuff Mark said bother you that much?"

Zach smiled a little half smile.  "No.  I admit I was a little nervous at
first, but Mark is cool."  Zach ducked his head avoiding Alex's eyes.
"Your whole family is great Alex.  You don't know how lucky your are.  I
can't help comparing them to my family."  Zach's voice had gotten really
quiet.  "I wish they were mine."

Alex pulled Zach close, hugging him tightly.  "I wish there was something I
could do."  Alex was at a loss for what to say.  He desperately wanted to
comfort Zach, but he had no idea what to do or say.

Zach still wouldn't meet Alex's eyes and he pulled away from the embrace.
"There's not a whole lot anyone can do.  My family is the way they are and
I really doubt anything is going to change that.  When they find out I'm
gay it's gonna be really bad."

Alex didn't know how to respond.  He could feel Zach withdrawing back
within himself, putting up the barriers again for protection.  "They might
surprise you," was all he could come up with, but he didn't really believe
it himself.

Zach looked up briefly, smiling sadly.  "I don't really think so, and I can
tell you don't either."  He immediately ducked his head, avoiding Alex's
eyes once again.  "I won't be the first in the family to come out.  I have
a cousin who is gay too.  He's several years older than I am, but I can
still remember how they treated him.  Everybody in the family was always
pretty nasty to him.  He ended up moving to Florida as soon as he got out
of high school.  No one has heard from him since."  Zach's voice had gone
completely neutral, almost clinical, and very quiet indicating more than
anything else that he was pulling back, building up the barriers again to
keep the hurt away.

Alex could see that lost, little boy coming forward again in Zach.  It
really pissed him off that anyone could cause such pain in Zach and he had
to struggle to keep his anger in check.  "Screw them!" he said, not really
keeping the bite out of his voice.  "Mark, Jason, Dad and I will be your
family!  We love you even if those assholes don't!"

Zach's eyes remained downcast even as he smiled his tired, sad little smile
that tugged at Alex's heart.  "I know you do Alex.  But in a way, that
makes it even harder, even worse."  Zach's voice was still calm and
neutral, but Alex could see a single tear run down his cheek before Zach
could hide it.  "I don't know why I let it bother me so much, I should be
use to it by now.  But seeing your family support you, getting together for
the holidays just because they love and miss each other, well, it really
makes it obvious how shitty my family life is."  Zach looked up briefly, a
hurt look in his eyes, and just as quickly dropped his eyes back to his
lap, fidgeting a little.  "This isn't even the first year they've forgotten
my birthday.  They've done it several times, they even forgot my sixteenth
birthday.  At first I thought they were just teasing me, but by the time
evening rolled around, well, I pretty much figured out they weren't going
to remember."

Alex was shocked.  He couldn't imagine his family forgetting any of his
birthdays, let alone multiple times.  "But, didn't you have a party or
something?" he blurted before he could think how bad that might make Zach
feel.

Zach's fidgeting was getting worse, a sure sign he was getting more nervous
and even more uncomfortable.  "No.  I never really had any birthday
parties."  He again glanced briefly at Alex's shocked face before dropping
his eyes once again back to his lap.  "You and the guys taking me out the
other night for dinner was really the closest thing to a party I ever had.
Mom and Dad always said my birthday was too close to Christmas to have any
friends over for a party.  I always use to get so jealous of Mike's
birthday parties when I was younger.  I couldn't ever understand why he use
to get one and I didn't."

Alex just stared at Zach open mouthed, incredulous at what Zach had just
related to him.  He was so confused, so unsure of what to do, no idea what
to say, clueless how to make Zach feel better.  The only thing that came to
mind was to pull Zach, close, to snuggle him into his chest and wrap him in
his arms.  At first, Zach stiffened at the embrace, his body rigid at the
unexpected comfort.  Then, slowly, he relaxed into Alex's embrace,
trembling slightly, frightened, confused, but no longer alone.  Alex
continued holding him long after Zach had drifted off to sleep.  Tears were
standing in Alex's eyes and he held onto Zach as if he would never let go
again.

				    ***

Zach could feel somebody shaking him, calling his name, trying to get him
to wake up.  He tried to resist the insistent attempts to rouse him, tried
to hold onto the last few moments of sleep.  He was having the most
incredible, most erotic dream and he desperately wanted to recapture it
before it slipped away entirely.  The feelings that were rushing through
his body at the vividness of his dream were extremely intense and very
pleasurable.  Groaning, he tossed his head trying to escape from whoever
was trying to wake him.

"Zach!  Wake up!"  The voice sounded familiar.  It was in his dream too,
but now it sounded concerned, maybe even a little frightened.  "Zach, come
on buddy!  Wake up!  Are you ok?  Wake up Zach!  Please!"

It was Alex's voice.  But why did Alex sound so concerned?  Why did he want
him to wake up so bad?  Groaning again, Zach tossed his head a little more
trying to wake himself and finally opened his eyes.  Alex was lying next to
him, half propped up on one arm, shaking him to get him to wake up.

Alex was staring at him, his eyes almost frightened.  "Are you ok Zach?  I
could hear you moaning and you were tossing about.  Are you starting to
hurt?  Do I need to get dad?"  Alex looked like he was about to cry he was
so concerned.

"NO!" Zach almost yelled, gasping slightly.  "You don't... need to
get... your dad," he said a little more calmly, but still gasping.  He
tried to lie very still even while his chest was heaving and he was covered
with a cold sweat.  His whole body was tingling, still super charged from
the very intense, erotic dream he had been having.  He could feel the
muscles in his body tense and relax and he was almost trembling.  He was
desperately trying to get his body back under control with very little
success.  His dick was so hard it almost hurt and he could feel it
throbbing in time with his racing heart.  Zach knew the least amount of
stimulation would cause him to lose total control and he was trying with
all his power to avoid that.

"Alex...please...don't get your dad...just...please...don't move...for
a...few minutes.  Please!"  Zach was practically gasping as he said this.
He fervently hoped Alex would just remain still for a few minutes, he know
that any movement right now would cause the sheets and covers to move and
even that light touch on his dick and balls would be enough to set him
shooting.  He squeezed his eyes closed, frantically trying to regain a
little composure, to will himself to calm back down.

Alex frowned at him, worry across his face, confused as to what was wrong
with Zach.  Something was obviously wrong, he could feel Zach's heart
racing from where his hand still rested on his chest from shaking him
earlier.  Zach's entire body was tense and Alex could feel the slight
tremors running through his body.  He shifted slightly, rustling the covers
and heard Zach gasp and felt his body tense even more.

Slowly it began to dawn on Alex that Zach wasn't reacting in pain.  His
actions seemed far from pain.  Only then did he notice the very obvious
tenting in the covers.  Finally, putting all the pieces together Alex began
to realize what was wrong with Zach and he almost laughed at the plight his
friend was in.  Relief spread across his face and he smiled at his friend
sympathetically.  "Sorry Zach.  It took me a minute to figure out what was
wrong.  I guess you must be pretty close to losing it right now."

Zach nodded his head miserably, not yet trusting himself to speak.  Slowly,
his body stopped trembling and he got his breathing back under at least
marginal control.  His dick, however, refused to go back down and his body
was still tingling as if a slight electric current was running through him.
The urgency of his desire, even need to climax was passing, but it didn't
entirely go away, it just faded slightly to almost nearly manageable
levels.  Finally, he looked over at Alex giving him a weak, sheepish grin.

Alex grinned back at Zach, still sympathetically but a little amusement
showing through too.  "Better now?  You back in control?"

Zach shook his a head a little, still looking a little miserable even
through the grin.  "Not really.  I still feel like I'm about to explode or
something, just not within the next couple of seconds is all."  Zach
hesitated for a few seconds looking uncomfortable.  "Alex, could you, uh,
could you move your hand off my chest, just for awhile?  I, uh, I really
don't want you to, but, well, I, uh, I really like it when you rub my
chest, but, uh well..." Zach's voice trailed off.

Alex's eyes were really surprised as he moved his hand off of Zach.
"You're really that close?" he asked a little shocked.  "You really think
just my hand on your chest is gonna make you come?"

Zach started to blush a little as he shook his head yes.  "Yeah, I do."
Zach hesitate for a few seconds before continuing.  "It's not just the
dream Alex.  It's just, uh, well it's been awhile since I, uh...since I've,
well you know, " Zach finished lamely blushing furiously.

Alex couldn't help laughing at Zach's shame face confession.  "How long has
it been?  I mean, I know you've been stuck here for the last couple of days
and haven't been able to do anything since dad told us not to.  But didn't
you at least jack off on your birthday or something?"

Zach shook his head no, the blush spreading down to his chest, his ears
were already flaming.  "No, I didn't do anything on my birthday.  I was too
depressed and nervous.  I really don't know how long it's been."  Zach was
fidgeting a little, but still trying to remain fairly still.

Alex was grinning at Zach knowingly.  "Oh come on Zach.  A college guy who
doesn't know how long it's been since he last shot his load.  Give me a
break.  You know how long it's been, probably down to the last second.  Now
give."

Zach was busy trying to burrow into the mattress without actually moving.
"All right.  It's been, um, I last did it, uh, on the fourteenth, uh, when
I took a shower."

"Shit!" Alex exclaimed.  "That long?  No wonder you're about to explode.  I
usually jack everyday."

Zach started laughing himself.  "Yeah, I KNOW.  You're not exactly very
quiet about it."  Alex's eyes got really big at that comment and Zach
laughed even harder.

"You've heard me?" Alex asked a little embarrassed.  "Oh Shit!"  Then he
started laughing himself.  "Guess I should have done it in the shower like
you every morning, huh.  Those long showers of yours didn't really fool me
either."

Zach turned a little more red at that, but continued laughing.  "Yeah,
well, I had to do something.  Hearing you jack off all the time was making
me horny and I had to do something to relieve the tension."  Zach snuggled
in closer to Alex, still grinning.  He was still hard as granite and his
body was still super charged, but the levels had gone down somewhat.

Alex happily wrapped his arms around Zach, holding him close.  "This is ok
isn't it?  It's ok to hug you isn't it?"

Zach's smile was somewhat dreamy.  "Yeah, just don't rub me too much or I
really will be back in trouble again."  Zach sighed contentedly, pressing
his entire body against Alex's, happy just to be held so close by the one
he loved so much.  He was still smiling several minutes later when he
drifted back to sleep.

				    ***

It was early morning when Dr. Edwards poked his head into Alex's room to
find his son pulling on a tshirt and Zach still snoozing.  "Good morning
Alex," Dr. Edwards greeted his son.  "How's our patient?"  Zach, hearing
Dr. Edwards' voice, woke, blinking a little sleepily at them.  "Oh good,
you're awake.  I wanted to do a quick exam before I left this morning.  Is
that ok Zach?"

Zach frowned a little unhappily, but nodded his head yes anyway.  Zach was
fervently hoping that his body, specifically his dick, wouldn't embarrass
him again, but kind of figured it was pretty much wishful thinking.  Even
the slightest touch or the most random thought was enough to set him off
anymore.  He really wasn't sure just how much longer he would be able to
take it.

Dr. Edwards did a cursory exam of Zach's bruises and cuts on his chest and
arms, seemingly pleased at their progress.  He frowned a little at the cut
on his head and black eyes, but still seemed generally happy with their
condition.  "You're going to have those black eyes for awhile I'm afraid,
but they are already fading a little," was about all he said.  He listened
intently to Zach's breathing and heart for a few moments through his
stethoscope, but again was shaking his head positively at the end of his
check.

The moment Zach had been dreading finally arrived.  He had been desperately
trying to keep his body under control, steeling himself for the upcoming
touch, trying to think of the most gruesome, most disgusting, most sexually
repulsive thoughts he could just to try and keep himself from getting
another hardon in front of Dr. Edwards again.  Unfortunately, he was
already half hard before the exam even began and the more he tried to stop
it, the stiffer he became.

By the time Dr. Edward pulled back the covers Zach was already almost fully
erect and had started blushing a deep crimson.  Dr. Edwards could see the
misery in Zach's face and tried to speed his examination as much as
possible.  At his first light touch to Zach's lower abdomen he felt Zach
violently flinch away.  Dr. Edwards looked into Zach's eyes to try and
gauge the reaction, to see if he had caused him pain with the touch, but
only saw an apologetic, nervous look there.  Reassured somewhat, he
continued his examination, feeling along Zach's penis and testicles,
checking the progress of the cut to Zach's scrotum, checking to see if
there was any lingering swelling from the trauma.

Zach felt like he wanted to just die.  Why was his body so intent on
embarrassing him?  Dr. Edwards' touch was clinical, hardly sexual in anyway
way what so ever, and yet he was reacting to the light touch as if it were
the most erotic feeling in the world.  His mind was reeling in confusion
and he could feel his dick actually throbbing.  And then, he could feel
himself start to leak precum.  At this final humiliation, he squeezed his
eyes closed again in absolute misery.

Dr. Edwards, knowing just how uncomfortable Zach was, didn't say a word.
He finished his exam, absently wiping up the fluid with a tissue, and
covered Zach back up.  He got up to leave, squeezing Zach's shoulder in
silent support before leaving the room.

Alex was silent for a few minutes, almost afraid to intrude on Zach's
silent misery.  Finally he decided to act as if nothing had taken place
figuring that Zach wouldn't be ready to talk about his reaction just yet.
"I'm hungry, are you?" he asked.  "I think I'll go get us some breakfast.
What do you want?"

Zach kept his eyes closed, not yet wanting to face Alex.  "Nothing.  I'm
not very hungry," was all he would mumble.

Alex wasn't daunted.  "I can get you a pop tart and some milk if you want,"
he offered, knowing just how much Zach loved them.  "I promise not to burn
it!" he joked.

Zach still wouldn't open his eyes.  "No.  I don't want anything," he said,
his voice taking on a slight edge of annoyance.

"Zach, you have to eat something with your pain pill," Alex persisted,
becoming a little annoyed himself.  "I'm going to bring you a pop tart and
you're going to eat it even if I have to get Mark and Jason in here to help
me force it down your throat!"

Zach opened his eyes and glared at Alex.  He was becoming truly pissed now.
He stared right into Alex's eyes for a few minutes, seeing the annoyance
there, but also seeing how concerned Alex was for him.  The glare crumbled
from his face and he hung his head.  "I'm sorry," he mumbled, barely
audible.

Alex walked over and sat down on the bed next to Zach, putting his arm
around him and hugging him closely for a few seconds.  "It's ok.  But boy
you're cranky today!"

For a second the fire flashed again in Zach's eyes at that comment, but
just as quickly died away.  "I know.  I'm sorry, it's just...Alex, I'm
going crazy all cooped up here!  This is driving me freaking nuts!"

Alex smiled sympathetically at him for a few seconds.  "But that's not all
is it?" he asked shrewdly.  "You're also cranky and going crazy `cause
you're horny as hell and about ready to explode at the least touch aren't
you?"

Zach looked miserably into Alex's eyes for a moment before lowering his
head, resting his forehead against Alex's chest.  He stayed that way for a
few seconds, not speaking, then shook his head yes still resting against
Alex.  "Alex...I'm going crazy.  I don't have any control over my body at
all anymore.  I've got a constant boner and I nearly ache with need.  I
can't think anymore.  Last night when you woke me from that dream, I swear
I thought I was gonna die before I could get back in control.  And
now... Shit!  I got hard just thinking about your dad touching me!  Your
dad -- how sick is that?  Fuck!  I even started leaking!  I just don't know
how much longer I can go without exploding, or going nuts, or...I don't
know!"

Alex started rubbing Zach's shoulders and back, trying to comfort him.  At
the first touch, Zach started to shiver a little, then finally groaned,
pulling back a little.  "Fuck!  You've got to stop or I'm gonna lose it
Alex."  Zach flopped back into the pillows dejectedly, squeezing his eyes
closed once again.  After a few moments he opened his eyes again, a little
miserable half smile on his face.  "I'm sorry.  I'll be good and eat my pop
tart now."  Without a word, Alex smiled, leaned down and kissed his
forehead and then left to get breakfast for the two of them.

As soon as Alex had left, Zach pulled back the covers, staring disgustedly
at his throbbing dick and the little puddle of precum that had formed on
his stomach.  Taking a tissue he wiped up the fluid, a hopeless expression
crossing his face.  "You're going to get me into an awful lot of trouble so
stop it!" he irrationally told his dick before pulling the covers back up
again.

Zach lay back into the pillows, closing his eyes again, more miserable than
ever.  His mind was all over the place, reeling at all the sensations
coursing through his body.  He couldn't even think straight anymore.  He
hadn't been exaggerating when he told Alex he had to stop rubbing his back
and shoulders.  The slightest touch anywhere on his body was enough to set
his body racing.  He honestly didn't know how he was going to make it
through the next few days.  Right now, he wasn't even sure how he was going
to make it through the next few minutes.

A little later Alex returned carrying a large plate of scrambled eggs and
two glasses of milk.  Zach stared suspiciously at the plate until Alex,
grinning, handed him a pop tart off of it.  "Don't worry, the eggs are for
me.  I told you I was hungry."  Alex sat down next to Zach and started
wolfing down the eggs at ferocious rate, pausing only long enough to grin
again at Zach.  Long before Zach had finished even half his pop tart, Alex
had finished his eggs and milk and then just sat watching Zach eat, smiling
the whole time.  Zach started to blush under the scrutiny, but finished
eating and even took his pill without further complaint.

"Well, I'm glad you ate without me having to get Mark and Jason in here,"
Alex joked.  "Do you know how grouchy Mark is when you wake him up early?
He would have been really pissed."

"Hey!  I was good!" Zach protested, smiling.  "I ate it all and I even took
my medicine.  No need to call out the hired muscle on me."  Zach lay back
into the pillows, scratching absently at his chest.  "I just wish I could
take a shower.  The sponge batch helped, but I still feel really gross."

Alex looked at him speculatively for a few seconds, pondering.  "Well,
maybe you can.  You're much steadier now when you're standing."

Zach cocked his head, looking at Alex with a slight frown on his face.
"I'd kill to take a shower, but I don't know if I could hold myself up that
long without getting dizzy and falling over.  And I thought your dad didn't
want me standing too much yet."

Alex stared into Zach's eyes, bracing himself for the outburst that he knew
was coming.  "Oh, I didn't mean by yourself.  You'd have to have some help.
I could probably get Jason to hold you up while I washed you."

"WHAT!" Zach shouted.  "I'm not taking a shower with your brother holding
me up!"

Alex stared straight into Zach's eyes, an amused half grin on his face.
"Why not?  I'm sure he won't care.  Jason will help if we ask him."

Almost as if on cue, Jason, wearing just his boxers, came walking into the
room, yawning and stretching, his hair still rumpled from sleep.  "Hey!
Good morning guys," he said rubbing sleepily at his eyes.  "And what will I
help with if you ask me?"

Alex purposely avoided seeing the scowl developing on Zach's face.  "I told
Zach you'd help me give him shower.  Do you think you can hold him upright
and I'll scrub him down?"

"Sure," Jason said, totally unfazed by the request.  "No problem," he said
yawning again.

Zach was starting to fidget uncomfortably as he glared at Alex.  "You don't
have to do that Jason.  I don't need to take a shower that bad.  I can
wait."

Jason looked at Zach, noticing the nervous reaction and not understanding
the reason for it.  "It's really no big deal.  I haven't taken my shower
yet either so we can kill two birds with one stone."

"Zach is just nervous Jason," Alex said then.  "He's embarrassed by how
he's probably going to react to the shower and he doesn't want you to see
him."

"Huh?  What do you mean?" Jason asked, more confused than ever.

Alex ignored the pleading look in Zach's eyes as he continued to explain.
"You know how shy he is Jason.  He doesn't want you to see him get, well
uh, excited I guess is a good word for it."

Jason started chuckling.  "Oh hell Zach!  Don't worry `bout that.  Every
guy gets morning wood.  No big deal.  I'll probably sprout wood myself."

Zach was blushing furiously and the pleading look he was directing at Alex
was practically begging, but again Alex pretended not to notice.  "He
might, uh, do a little more than, uh, just get a hardon Jason.  It's been
awhile since he's had, uh, any relief."

Jason eyebrows arched curiously and he continued grinning.  "Hmmm.  I
thought I noticed a little pup tent happening in the covers there.  Not
that it's any of my business, but just how long has it been Zach?"

Zach turned even brighter red and all he could make was strangled noises
for a response.  Alex glanced over at the tongue tied Zach and answered for
him.  "It's been ten days."  Alex grinned mischievously at both Zach and
Jason.  "He's been a little hot and bothered for the last couple of days."

Jason's eyes had gone a little wide in shock.  "Ten days!  Fuck Dude!  I'd
be homicidal if I had gone that long.  You must be about ready to explode
-- I would be!  But hey, if it happens, well, no big deal.  I'll go grab
some towels."

Zach closed his eyes briefly, wondering if he could die of embarrassment.
Why couldn't Alex have just left it alone?  Now not only was Jason going to
have seen him naked, he was going to see him with a raging hardon.  He also
had no idea how he was going to control his body while in the shower.  Just
the thought of Alex running his hands over him was enough to nearly make
him lose all control.  How was he going to react to the real thing?

Zach felt Alex's hand brush the hair out of his eyes and he opened them to
stare at Alex with a look of hopelessness.  Alex smiled gently at him.
"It's gonna be ok Zach.  Jason ain't gonna freak out if you lose it in
there."

Zach sighed dejectedly.  "Yeah, but your dad said I shouldn't...uh...come
for awhile.  That it could hurt me."

"Uh, well, I had a talk with dad while I was making breakfast," Alex
confessed a little hesitantly.  He knew Zach wasn't going to be real happy
with the topic that he had discussed with his father.  "Don't get mad, but
we, uh, talked about your little problem.  Dad still doesn't want us to
deliberately do anything to push you over the edge for the next day or so,
but he knows you're not going to be able to last much longer.  He said if
it happens, it happens, not to worry about it unless it hurts."  Alex had
braced himself, figuring Zach was going to be royally pissed and would
probably start yelling at him.

Zach stared at Alex open mouthed for a few seconds.  "You and your dad
discussed my...uh...Oh Fuck!"  Zach looked a little wild eyed for a second
or two.  Then his reaction was something Alex never expected.  Zach started
laughing.  "So you and your dad discussed my dick huh?  Man!  That's fucked
up!"

Alex started laughing too.  "Well it wasn't exactly like that, but yeah,
I'm sure it's not the typical conversation between father and son."  Alex
was really relieved.  He could tell Zach was still nervous, but at least he
was laughing about it now.

Jason came walking back in carrying some bath towels and a plastic trash
bag.  "I figured we could put this around Zach's cast, help keep it dry
anyway.  That's what we did when I broke my arm anyway."  Jason proceeded
to strip back the covers over Zach, pretty much ignoring Zach's squeak of
protest, and pulled the bag over his cast, tying it off.  "Good thing you
didn't break your dick since I don't think we have a trash bag that big,"
he said grinning up at Zach, his eyes sparkling.

Zach squirmed a little in embarrassed discomfort and Alex started laughing.
"Hey pervert.  Stop talking about my boyfriend's dick!"

Jason laughed evilly and walked into the bathroom to start the shower.
Alex helped Zach stand, supporting him as they proceeded towards the
bathroom themselves.  "Alex," Zach whispered, almost pleading.  "I really
don't know about this."

Alex smiled reassuringly.  "It'll be ok Zach.  Really."  Alex continued to
half lead, half support Zach as they entered the bathroom.

As they entered they could see that Jason had already stripped off his
boxers and was adjusting the temperature of the steamy water.  Jason looked
over his shoulder at the two and then walked over to hold Zach.  "Here,
I'll support him so you can get your clothes off little brother.  Otherwise
you're gonna be awfully soggy."

Zach couldn't help but notice just how good looking Jason was especially
since he was just standing there in all his glory.  Jason was more muscular
than Alex and unlike his little brother, had a light dusting of hair across
his chest and a definite happy trail down his tight stomach.  Zach's eyes
followed that trail down to where it fanned out surrounding Jason's ample
package.  Zach's own dick gave a twitch and he couldn't help gulping a
little.  He quickly pulled his eyes back up just to see Jason grinning at
him.  Jason's grin got even bigger, his eyes twinkling as he caught Zach
looking and he gave him a slow wink causing Zach to blush guiltily.

Alex had also caught Zach looking at his brother and he couldn't help
grinning himself, quickly turning so Zach wouldn't see his smile.  Alex
quickly stripped then stepped over to help Zach into the shower, barely
hiding his grin.  Jason followed the two into the shower, taking up
position behind the slightly wobbling Zach, holding him upright and steady.

The hot water coursing over Zach's head and body felt great, wonderful,
even soothing, but Zach still felt a knot of worry and tension building in
his stomach.  He closed his eyes, letting the steaming water rush over him,
hoping it would help calm him down.  Then he felt Alex begin to run a soapy
wash cloth gently over his face and the panic began to build again.

A small, almost inaudible groan escaped from Zach's lips at the sensations
tingling through his body at Alex's gentle touch.  He began to tremble
slightly and he could feel Jason's grip on him tighten as he continued to
hold him steady.  When Alex began washing his chest and stomach, Zach could
feel his breathing becoming ragged as he fought for breath and his stomach
tightened as he struggled to maintain control over his body.  His mind was
reeling and Alex's every touch seemed to be shooting electric currents
straight to his throbbing dick and balls.  The sensations he had felt while
dreaming last night were nothing in comparison to what he was experiencing
now.  Zach groaned, louder this time and he opened his eyes staring
straight into Alex's eyes, a pleading look on his face, although Zach
wasn't sure anymore if he was begging for Alex to stop or to continue.

Alex stared back into Zach's pleading, begging eyes for only a moment.
Then he slowly, deliberately took the soapy wash cloth and ran it over
Zach's aching balls, up his throbbing shaft to the very tip and back down
again in a slow, firm, sensual stroke.  Zach whimpered and would have
collapsed if Jason had not taken an even firmer grip on him, pulling him
back against his chest to hold him upright and steady.  Zach squeezed his
eyes shut and sucked his breath in sharply, his stomach tightening even
more.  And then his entire body gave one huge, long spasm as he began
shooting long, thick streams of come, the first shot actually splattering
him in the face.  Alex and Jason's eyes both went wide at the force and
intensity of Zach's orgasm.

Zach's body continued to shake for quite awhile after his climax and his
breathing remained ragged for several minutes.  Slowly, he started to come
back to himself, his mind regaining coherence and rational thought once
again.  Still trembling slightly, he reopened his eyes, a sheepish
expression on his face as he looked at the two brothers and slowly started
to turn a bright crimson with a deep blush of embarrassment.

Jason grinned back at Zach, his eyes sparkling with mirth.  "Wow!  You're
quite a sharp shooter there Zach!  I think you might need to register that
weapon or something."

Alex started snorting with laughter even as Zach turned even brighter red.
Alex quickly finished washing Zach, even taking the time to wash his hair
for him.  Zach tried to avoid looking either of them in the eye for the
duration, but he did notice that Alex had gotten hard and even Jason looked
a little thicker and longer than when they had started and that made him
feel at least a little better.  Not much, but a little.

Zach and Alex finished up and exited the shower leaving Jason to finish his
own shower.  Zach allowed himself to be dried by Alex and to Alex's
amazement, even docilely allowed Alex to give him another shave to the
accompaniment of Jason's off key singing.  Finally finished, Alex and Zach
hobbled back to Alex's bed where Zach collapsed gratefully.  Sighing in
contentment, Zach burrowed down into the covers, snuggled into the pillows
and dreamily watched as Alex pulled on some boxers and a pair of sweats.

Alex finished dressing, flipped on the TV and climbed into bed next to Zach
enfolding him in his arms.  Zach happily snuggled in closer to Alex,
smiling up at him gratefully, and then unexpectedly kissing him.  "I love
you Alex," he said simply, sincerely, the love clear in his eyes.

Alex smiled in return, hugging him even tighter and kissing Zach gently.
"I love you too," he said, absently brushing the hair out of Zach's eyes.
Already those blue eyes, the eyes that Alex could drown in for hours at a
time, were beginning to droop in sleepiness.  Alex watched as Zach drifted
off to sleep, a contented smile on his sleeping face.  Alex's own smile was
tender as he gently kissed Zach's forehead, holding him close.  He absently
started rubbing Zach's chest in light lazy circles as he alternated between
watching TV and staring at the sleeping Zach.  He wished this moment would
last forever.

To Be Continued.

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