Date: Mon, 1 Sep 2008 08:55:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Edward Chong <edwardchong21@yahoo.com>
Subject: Between The Journey And The Destination (Epilogue) - Life Goes On

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Foreword
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Didn't think you'd see another part coming, did you? As originally planned,
there is an epilogue to the story. I had been going back and forth about
writing it though, as I did feel that the ending to the entire story was
very definitive. However, it just wouldn't be right to leave the story as
it is. It lacks, a resolution. A graceful fade out, if you will. However,
considering the fact that I got absolutely no response from the posting of
the previous story, and it's been a year, well, I'd wouldn't bet on getting
any feedbacks on this either. Between The Journey And The Destination is my
longest, and most prominent work, but interesting enough, my other stories
get more attention for some reason. I could speculate that it may be
because of the length of the story, or some other factors, but I don't know
- maybe the story just isn't what readers are looking for. Unfortunately, I
don't write stories because others want to read it. I write stories because
I want to write it, and more importantly, because there is a story to
tell. Fortunately for me, there is the Nifty Archive that allows me to
publish the story. Thank you for that, Nifty Archive. So, if you do read
this story in its entirety, and you do feel something from the story,
please, I'd like to know, regardless of what the feeling is.



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Between The Journey And The Destination (Epilogue) - Life Goes On
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	Hmm... what time is it? 4.30am? Wow! We had been going at it for 8
hours! Damn that was some good sex. Big bro was so horny for some reason
tonight. I mean, he fucked all of us! We didn't expect Sean and Kenneth to
come home so early, and stumbled upon Alex and I making love in the living
room. Well, making love is too polite a word to use. He was an animal! No
wait, I was an animal! I was fucking Alex doggie style when they came in
the front door and saw my cock thrusting in and out of Alex's ass. We were
sweating, we were moaning, and they were instantly hard just seeing us like
that. I mean, they probably didn't get the chance to have any kind of sex
in their business trip to the States. They didn't say anything. They just
dropped their luggage, tore off their clothes, and came to join us. And
good timing too, cause if they hadn't walked in at that moment, I would be
spurting cum into Alex's inner sanctum in a few seconds.
	They must have known, cause they just grabbed us, separated us,
threw us over their laps, and started to spank us for being naughty while
they were gone. But how could they have known? Hang on, how long exactly
were they home before they saw us? Or before they came over and joined us?
Maybe they have been watching for a while! Whatever it was, the spanking
worked. It brought me back from the brink of orgasm. Not for long though,
cause Big bro immediately turned me around, and started to chew on my
nipples like a dog with a chew toy. Kenneth was sucking Alex's cock with
such noisy slurping I was afraid it would wake up the housemaids. Well, not
like they didn't know what we were up to anyway.
	After spending some time on my nipples, Big bro proceeded to give
me a tongue bath. My ears, my neck, a lot of wet kisses, ate out my pits,
and lingered on my navel, poking his tongue into my belly button. I could
see Kenneth was engaged in a 69 with Alex not far away. They were sucking
each other furiously, like they were hungry or something. I squealed when
Big bro sucked both my balls into his mouth in one breath, and then rolled
them around in there with his tongue, lathering them, chewing on them. I
got so hot I thought I'd be cumming again in no time, but then he pressed
his finger into my perineum, hard, and the feeling went away, but my cock
stayed hard.
	He brought us over to where Kenneth and Alex were still sucking
each other, and positioned me over Kenneth's asshole. Alex was on the
bottom oblivious to what was happening. Big bro held me from behind, slowly
lined my cock to Kenneth's hole, and then suddenly pushed me in. I don't
know if Kenneth bit Alex's cock during the entry, but both of them
yelled. I think it was more of a surprise than pain for Alex, but poor
Kenneth sure felt the latter. I mean, I had the biggest cock in the
family. When Big bro left me, I thought he would go around to the other
side, so I wasn't prepared when Big bro rammed his cock into me. I am sure
I woke up the housemaids, if any of them were in fact sleeping.
	So there we were, four brothers tangled up in hot steamy sex, Big
bro fucking me, which in turned made me fuck Kenneth, who was sucking Alex,
who was sucking Kenneth. Things got a little blur after that. However,
there were two things that I remembered distinctly. One: somewhere in
there, Ian came to join us. I remember seeing him walking down the stairs
naked, cock hard and dripping, and came over right next to me, and bent
over. Big bro pulled out of me and mounted him in a flash. I didn't even
know he had pulled out of me until I heard Ian scream. Two: at one point,
we were actually lined up one after another, all bent over, with Big bro
behind us, fucking each of us in turn, down the line, one by one. He has a
cock that won't quit!
	Of course, Big bro wasn't the only one doing the fucking. I fucked
Ian as well, and Kenneth fucked Alex while Big bro was fucking
Kenneth. Alex and I were in a 69 on our sides while Kenneth fucked me and
Ian fucked Alex, with Big bro jerking his own cock above us. I think there
was also a double penetration, where Ian and Alex fucked Kenneth at the
same time, with Big bro's coaching. I was delirious by then, so I don't
remember exactly where I was, but I do remember Second bro's cock in my
mouth. What kind of position were we in? Or was it my cock in Kenneth's
mouth? Wow, if that was the case, he was triple-fucked!
	Oh man, and the ending was good! Wait, I can't remember what
happened in the end. Was I fucking someone when I cummed, or was someone
sucking me? Hold on, did we use Kenneth as a cum target, him lying on the
floor, and all of us standing over him, jerking our cocks, and then shot
our load all over his sweaty body? Or did we make him kneel before each of
us and we gave him a facial? Was Big bro still fucking me when I was
cumming onto Second bro's face? Man I was so out of it! That has got to be
the most intense, mind-blowing sex I have ever had! I mean, I blacked out
right after I cummed. To be fair, we all did. I mean, they are still passed
out on the floor, in their own sweat and cum! Man, what a mess! We are
going to hear it from the butler tomorrow!
	Wow, that was great. Just us brothers, having some incredible
sex. Sean and Kenneth travels a lot these days, so it's been a while since
the six of us had the chance to have an orgy like this. Five! The five of
us. Five of us. The six... the last time the six of us were together... it
was... 3 years ago? Has it been 3 years already? I... I... I need a
smoke. Shit, where did I leave my cigarettes? Out in the porch! Why did I
leave it out on the porch? Man... has it been that long?



	Damn, that's good. Heh, if Big bro catches me smoking like this,
I'll never hear the end of it. He may give me grieves some times, but I
think he knows as well as I do why I started smoking. Yea, it was 3 years
ago as well. Edward. Bro. I am not sure where you are right now, but I am
sure you are looking down at me with those cynical eyes and shaking your
head. You shouldn't blame me, you know. It was all your fault. We were
good. We were a family. We had Ian back with us finally. And you had to go
and die. It was all your fault. It was... damn it. What would the
neighbours think if they see me sitting out here naked with a cigarette in
hand and crying my eyes out? But they can't see me, can they, bro? And even
if they can, I don't give a shit. I don't give a shit what they think of
me. I care about what you think of me. But you aren't here anymore, are
you?
	I know I have changed a lot in these 3 years. I dropped out of
school, I took up smoking, I spent most days in the house doing nothing but
staring into space, and who is it to blame? It was you! How could you do
that to us. You knew it would happen that night, but you still sent us
away. We could have been there for you. We would have been there with
you. How could you make us be somewhere else when you were dying alone on
that island?! That was so unfair! When we arrived there the next day, Gon
was waiting for us. We had to let the dog lead us to where you were, for
goodness sake! And then, and then, when we saw you there, under the shades
of that giant oak tree, we thought you were asleep. We thought you were
asleep, but we knew. We knew you were dead. You were dead and we were there
to pick up your body! What do you take us for?! Coroners?! You didn't even
let us spend your last night with you, you selfish son of a
.............. did you have any idea how that makes us feel?
	God. I hate you so much, Edward. I hate you for doing that to
us. When we brought you home, when we broke the news to Mom and Dad, they
were devastated. Mom couldn't stop crying for a week. And they didn't even
know what was happening. They didn't even get to say goodbye to you you
stupid selfish jerk!
	Heh, I guess we were fools for not seeing it coming. I mean, we all
know what kind of a drama queen you are. You probably planned it all. You
liked that big entrance, that tear-jerker scenario, well
congratu-fucking-lations, cause you got us all crying for you. We would
have cried for you anyway, you big stupid jerk.


	Heh. You'd probably planned for the funeral as well if you were
alive to organize it. All the relatives were here during the wake. It might
not have been as grand as you'd have wanted it, but it was nice. Oh, and
Gon. After he followed us home from the island, ha ha, I mean, seeing a dog
riding a helicopter, all calm like that, it was creepy, man. But not as
creepy as during the wake and the funeral. All the while he was sitting in
a corner, just staring at your coffin. At one time or another, someone
would go up to him and give him a pat on the head, but the funniest was
when cousin Lisey; she's eleven now by the way, went up to him and hugged
him. Gon had that weird look on his face, like he didn't know what to do,
and then he gave her that obligatory lick on her face. That was hilarious!
Lisey wanted to bring him home with her, but thank goodness Aunt Muriel
said no. Otherwise, Gon would have probably freaked and ran away. What's up
with that dog anyway. He seems... too intelligent for a dog. It was almost
like he understood everything that was going on. If dogs could speak, I
think Gon would.
	Speaking of which, there were some nice eulogies during the funeral
service, bro. You would have loved it. I may not be a big fan of soapy sad
stories, but I cried when Big bro read his eulogy. Or maybe it was because
his eulogy was about you. Idiot. And no, it wasn't raining. The sun was
shinning bright that day. How did that factor in into your well-laid plans,
huh, bro? Or did you plan for it to be sunny from the start......... oh my
goodness. I just realized that I am talking to a dead person in my head. I
am losing it, bro. I am losing it.

	I missed you. I really missed you, bro. Sometimes, I even think
about joining you, you know? Maybe that would be easier than to deal with
this pain. But then I think about Mom and Dad. I mean, I couldn't possibly
put them through all that again, can I? You have already done a pretty
banged up job on your death.

	But hey, don't worry. We will get by, I suppose. I mean, life goes
on, right? You may be dead, but we are still here... we may or may not see
each other again in the future, but for now, we are still here. I know all
of us still feels the pain, but we try to adapt. Big bro hides it really
well. He and Second bro took over the family business. Mom and Dad are now
retired. They travel from places to places. I guess that's a good thing for
them. They send us postcards from every destination that they were at. I
think they are halfway around the world now. They don't have to worry about
us. With Big bro and Second bro taking care of the business, everything is
running fine. In fact, the company reported an 8% increase in revenue this
year.
	Yea, Big bro is a tough guy, but I know. I know he cries alone at
night too. Sometimes in the wee hours of the morning, he would be sitting
alone in the dark, with a glass of whiskey in his hand, and you can hear
him quietly sobbing. Second bro is even worse. For the first three months,
he couldn't stop crying and telling us how he could have treated you
better, that it was his fault that you didn't want us there on that
night. Of course we knew better, but he wouldn't listen. Big bro had to
really dig into some heavy SM shit to calm Second bro down. I was not ready
to see what happened that night, but it did the trick. I guess, by being -
for the lack of a better word - tortured by Big bro like that, it
alleviated some of his guilt. They don't talk about it much these
days. They don't even engage in SM play that often anymore. I doubt they
even have sex as regular as they did. But tonight was amazing, bro. You
should have been here. Yea, I wish you could have been here with us
tonight.
	Well, as for Ian, he stays with us, but is back working with his
stepfather, the General. He got promoted by the way. Most of his time are
spent in the base camp, and is only back in the house during the weekend,
but he seems to be handling it well. He cooks for us sometimes, we watch
movies together, and he never misses a birthday, always making a big deal
out of it. Actually, we are getting a little tired of it. Don't tell him
that, ok bro? He may be the only 'normal' person in the family right now,
and I don't mean that the wrong way. He's the glue that holds us
together. He cheers us up when we are down, and he distracts us with his
family plans and plentiful activities, but I know he hurts the most among
us. I mean, he's your twin. That's like having half of you being taken
away. And, don't get me wrong, he is not replacing you in any way, but
sometimes, just seeing his face, makes us feel a little better, you know?
Like you are still here.
	Oh, and Alex. Alex is great, man. He is about to graduate from the
university. He's going to be a doctor! He will get his M.D. in a few
months, and then he will be working with the local hospital for a few
years. I don't know if he is planning to become a specialist or continue to
serve the public hospitals, but I sure know he will make the right
choice. We never had to worry about him, right bro? But after that, I'd
probably be seeing him a lot less than I do now.
	Yea, me. You always have to worry about me, right? Remember that
one time when I went over to my friend's place to watch porn, and then had
a group jerk-off session? Big bro was so mad! Lucky for me you were there
to save my ass, bro. Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to even think about
what Big bro will do to me. I am not Kenneth, you know? I am not into those
SM stuff. And talking about that, they did a number on you too, didn't
they? You've got to admit that you like at least some of the things that
they were doing to you. Remember the hotel when they strapped you to the
bed, caned you, and then fuck you? Shit, they even got me to fuck you that
time. Yea, you were liking it!
	But no, Edward. No. You don't have to worry about me. It's not how
long it has passed. It's not even about moving on. I can accept it. I can
accept the fact that what has happened has happened. I may not be able to
see you again in this lifetime, but that's fine. We had a great time when
we were together. I loved you, and I always will. You are my brother,
Edward. That won't ever change. But I've got to do something with my life
too. I want to be someone, so when I leave this place and when we meet
again, I will be able to tell you about the things that I've done. We will
have so many things to catch up with each other. Plus, if I sit in this
house any longer, I am going to grow fat, like you!
	Oh, and Gon. He left right after the funeral. He just, walked
away. We never knew where he went. But every year, on the anniversary of
your death, he will meet us there at the cemetery gate, and we will walk to
your grave together. But I guess you already knew that, didn't you?

	So, good night, bro. It's almost dawn. I gotta go wake up the mess
inside and get them to clean up.

	Good night.


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