Date: Fri, 20 May 2011 10:01:28 -0500
From: themariner@cox.net
Subject: Brothers Fantasy 3

			    BROTHERS a FANTASY

			      Re-written 2011
			      By Lee Mariner


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Chapter #3

The day was overcast; and Gramps was right, my car would not have been able
to navigate the rough unpaved road that led back in the hills to the family
cemetery. There were many bone jarring bumps in the road and the heavy
overnight rains had filled vehicle swallowing holes with water. Crossing
the creek at the bottom of the holler meant I was halfway to the cemetary
and it was an up hill pull from there on. The song about "going to
Grandma's house" flashed through my mind; but it didn't help make the ride
any more comfortable. Topping the last ridge, I could see a flatbed truck
parked on the side of the road by the entrance to the cemetery, and two men
working inside.

Pulliing ahead of the truck on the left side of the roadway, I parked in
the old entrance to what had once been the roadway to the family homestead
when the family had first migrated to Kentucky. The stone chimney of the
long gone home stood upright against the gray sky, and there were gaps in
the foundation where stones had been removed by scavengers.

I recognized Billy Williams and he called out to me as I picked my way
through the headstones to where he and his helper were working over Matt's
grave. I didn't recognize the other man but, I could see he was about the
same age as Billy and me.

"Hey Luke, how you doing?" Billy asked as he continued to work. "It's a
nasty day and I wasn't sure we would make it but my Dad promised your
Granddad we would get Matt's marker in today, so here we are. I was worried
it was going to be so cold the concrete wouldn't set up, but the snow
didn't set in last night, and we lucked out. I'm sorry as hell about Matt,
Luke. If there is anything I can do, just let me know."

"You are doing it right now Billy," I replied softly, glancing in the
direction of the young man who had moved off to the side and was leaning on
his shovel while Billy and I spoke to each other with Billy doing most of
the talking. "Gramps asked me to drive out and check but I think it was
more to give me something to do than checking on your Dad."

"That sounds about like Uncle Walter," Billy replied, glancing at me and
nodding his head.

Billy hadn't introduced the young man that was with him, but he looked like
he was about eighteen or maybe nineteen years old. He was dressed in loose
fitting denim overalls, and a heavy fleece lined denim jacket, but you
could see there was a powerful body under his clothing. He was wearing an
old locomotive engineers cap pulled tight over his sandy hair and piercing,
steel gray eyes peered out from under the floppy bill of the cap.

"Hi, I'm Luke Lawrence," I said, removing one glove and extending my hand
to him as I spoke.  "I don't believe we know each other; do you live around
here?"

"We don't really know each other but, I've seen you around and heard Billy
and his dad speaking about you and your Grandfather," he replied softly. "I
live with my mother over Owenton way, names' Josh Edwards, I do odd jobs
for Billy and his Dad when ever they need me," he said. Our eyes locked as
we shook hands and I was immediately struck at how much his eyes were like
Matt's. His grip was firm, and his gaze didn't waver.

"Only good things, I hope," I replied, grinning as we relaxed our grips.

"I'm sorry Luke, I wasn't thinking," Billy said, apologizing for his
oversight. "I should have introduced Josh. His daddy works highway
maintenance for the county, and sometimes when I need help putting in a
heavy stone like this, Josh comes along."

"Edwards, Edwards," I mused for a few moments.  "You wouldn't be related to
the Lester Edwards that works on my Grandfathers farm would you?"

"Yep, sure would," he answered, a faint smile playing at the corners of his
full succulent lips. "Lester is my Uncle on my Dad's side of the family."

"I didn't know Lester had a brother!" I said.

"Not many do, Luke. He lives in the mountains down Hazard way. I don't know
all that much about him except he's supposed to be working in the Blue
Diamond coal mines," Josh said, glancing quickly in the direction of Matt's
grave where Billy had returned to work while we spoke. "Excuse me, Billy's
gonna need some help mixing and pouring that concrete. Sorry about your
brother."

I smiled softly as Josh moved away. Billy wasn't really struggling with the
mixing of the concrete, but he would need some help with the final setting
of the granite stone. Billy was a second cousin on my Grandmothers side
but, after she passed away, we didn't see that much of him or his
family. His family owned a prominent stone cutting business, and when
school was out for the summer, he would spend part of his summer vacation
on Gramps farm or working for his father.

I had showered with Billy after gym classes when we were in school, and I
knew from football and wrestling, he was built as solid as the stone he was
setting, and hung almost as big as some of Gramps horses. Very likely Billy
could have put the stone in without help.

I leaned up against the marker of some distant relative, watching as they
wrestled the stone with Matt's name etched on its smooth gray, granite
surface:

MATTHEW LAWRENCE

Born-28 March 1975 Died-18 February 1997

He rests in God's hands

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"He rests in God's hands, but lives in our hearts and memories," I mused
silently, thinking back over the short time we had been together and the
things that we had learned that had formed the insoluble bond that would
always bind us to each other.

It was during our early adolescent years that strange but exciting changes
in our developing bodies started occurring. Matt and I had looked through
Gramps book about how men and women were built, and we saw the pictures of
the differences in the bodies of men and women. We had tried exploring our
own and each other's bodies and had managed to get our small dicks hard
pulling on them. It always felt great, and it was fun. We felt the urge
often and, we didn't know what it meant but the lack of knowledge didn't
stop us from playing and fondling each other whenever we were alone. Matt
was worse than me. Sometimes when we were working with Gramps in the barn
when he and Lester were setting up to bread a mare, Matt would run his hand
inside of my baggy overhalls and grab my cock. Squeezing it and my balls,
he would look at me and lick his lips. Before I could retaliate, he would
move away laughing.  Gramps would look at us and shake his head.

I was thirteen and Matt was eleven when he started playing around with both
of our bodies that first time in the hayloft. I had a few dark hairs around
my cock and under my arms, but he was still hairless. His cock was slender
but almost as long as mine. Both of us were circumcised, but Matt had a
little more fore skin than me. When we were jerking off, Matt would watch
and do exactly what I did. He would grin and laugh when the head of his
cock would pop out of its sheath like a jack-in-the-box. I could tell how
good it felt by the way his body would tense up, and he would lean back on
his legs, shuddering as he reached a dry orgasm.

After we had learned how good it felt when our cocks were hard, it was like
we couldn't get enough of it. Matt would get those good feelings and
sometimes they were so intense that his muscles would tighten and he would
lean back on his heels moaning softly. A couple of times when this
happened, it would scare me and I quit stroking my cock but, he would laugh
and make fun of me. It scared the hell out of me but, whenever I did it, he
seemed to enjoy touching and stroking my body when I reached a dry
orgasm. Nothing seemed to ever really scare Matt, he was younger but he was
a little more adventurous than I was. He was the one that dove off of the
high rock into the pond, our swimming hole. We had both been told not to
because it was not really deep enough for diving but, Matt had to do it
just to show he could. He tried riding two horses Roman style and for that,
Gramps was mad enough to spank him but he didn't.  Matt didn't try riding
roman style after that. He told me he thought Gramps was going to kill
him. I told he he would never do that but secretly, I was glad.

**************


A few days before our Mom and Dad were supposed to arrive to pick us up we
were in our favorite place, the hayloft, for the second or third
time. Later on, I learned that the intensity of what Matt had been feeling
was called a dry orgasm and he had one each time he played with himself but
at the time, neither one of us knew what it was called. I didn't know that
the intense feelings I was having, was an actual ejaculation building
inside of me. When I stopped the feelings would subside, unless I had gone
past a certain point and then nothing was going to stop it. Matt brought me
to that point - and beyond.

We were lying next to each other naked except for our shirts. Matt was a
lefty and I was a righty, so that made it perfect for us to jerk each other
off. My cock was a little tender from already jerking off, but Matt was
stroking it slow and I matched him stroke for stroke. The feelings were so
intense that it felt as if something was taking control of my muscles and
they were getting tighter and tighter as the intensity of the feelings in
my loins increased.

"Matt, you better stop," I whispered huskily even though inside of me, I
didn't want him to stop - it was feeling so good. Heated jolts like
electricity were running through me and I could feel my nuts starting to
draw up.

Matt must have sensed something was different, and rolling sideways onto
his side, he pulled his cock out of my hand, and he switched
hands. Scooting up beside me, he leaned over my face, and I saw the
intensity of the excitement he was feeling by the way his eyes gleamed. I
was about to plead with him to stop when he lowered his lips to mine,
kissing me softly and increased the piston movement of his hand.

"Mattie, please," I pleaded even though the feelings, and the intensity of
excitement he was creating filled me with an inexplicable desire to
surrender completely to his ministrations. My cock felt like it was going
to explode, and I weakly pleaded with him.  "Mattie, I can't stand it much
longer, please stop."

"Not this time Lukie, no, we don't stop this time " he whispered huskily,
sexily, his eyes gleaming with the same ecstatic excitement that I was
feeling. "We don't stop this time," he whispered again as he brushed my
quivering lips with his.

"Mattie, Mattie," I moaned protesting weakly. He had taken me past the
point of wanting to stop, but, I was still trying to act as if I wanted him
to stop.  I outweighed him, and probably could have flipped him off of me,
but the feelings building in my loins were so intense that I couldn't
resist.  He held me down, squeezing and stroking my throbbing cock in a
rapid, smooth piston motion. Later, I admitted that, I didn't want him to
stop even though I really didn't know what he was going to do or what would
happen - until he did it.

Matt grinned impishly at me, his eyes flashing as he suddenly twisted his
body, taking my cock in his left hand again, and pulling on my balls with
his right hand. He stroked my cock furiously, and I lay there groaning at
the intense feelings he was causing inside of me when suddenly it felt like
my cock was on fire as he put his mouth over it's turgid four-inch length.

Stuffing my knuckles in my mouth, I managed to stifle a scream of sudden
ecstasy at the unexpected feelings his sucking mouth created as he
swallowed my cock. Sucking air deep into my lungs, I exhaled crying out,
"Oh my God, Mattie, " but he didn't stop, he continued sucking and pulling
on my balls at the same time. Wave after wave of excitement filled my
convulsing body and there was a feeling of being paralyzed to do anything
except enjoy the pleasures Matt was creating.  I grabbed the hair on his
head as my hips drove upwards, driving my cock deeper into the hot recesses
of his sucking mouth. It felt like my entire body was on fire and I could
feel my cock swelling, getting harder just before my mind went blank at the
uncontrollable intensity of something gushing from my turgid cock into
Matt's hot mouth. My hips bucked and it was like Matt was riding a bucking
horse holding my cock tightly between his lips, draining what ever it was
that had shot from my cock. My heart was beating so fast it was scary, and
I couldn't breathe for a few seconds, until the feelings started to slowly
fade.  My tight straining muscles slowly relaxed even with Matt holding my
softening cock in his mouth rubbing the soft inside of my leg and massaging
my balls.

I didn't realize that I had been biting on the knuckle of my index finger,
until the pain of the pressure of my teeth registered and I pulled it out;
deep teeth marks showed where I had bitten my knuckle so I would not cry
out from the ecstatic, pleasant pain of my first orgasm. A huge sigh
escaped from my throat as I exhaled explosively releasing the air from my
lungs.  Matt's head was resting on my stomach, his tongue playing with the
head of my cock. Stroking his hair I softly cooed, "I love you, Mattie."

Nuzzling my navel with his nose, he mumbled something unintelligible, and
then, we lay quietly.  After several minutes, he twisted around, moving
closer and looking deep into my eyes before pressing his lips on mine, his
probing tongue forcing my lips open and sliding inside my mouth. I tasted
something a little sweet but slightly salty and he mixed it and our saliva
before we swallowed. I still didn't know what we had really done or what I
had swallowed. I did know that I had never experienced such feelings as
Mattie had caused when he took my cock into his mouth and played with my
balls.

"Mattie, where did you learn how to do what you just did?"

Leaning on his elbow, his face close to mine, and in almost a whisper he
said, "From the book Gramps was showing us, he replied innocently. "You
aren't mad at me are you, Lukie? The book explained about what is called an
ejaculation that men and older boys have. It happens when you get so
excited from what's called masturbation, and the good feelings you cause
when you jerk off. You always wanted to stop when those feelings got so bad
it scared you. When you did today, I wanted to see what would happen, and
that's why I took your cock in my mouth and sucked on you. According to the
book, its called 'oral stimulation'," he said breathing in deeply before
continuing.  "Sucking your cock is almost like putting it in the hole that
women piss through. It feels real good, and you get really excited, and you
shoot out sticky stuff that is called sperm; the stuff that mixes with
something inside of a woman and makes babies," he said, a big grin on his
face.  Breathing in deeply again, he thought for a moment as he
exhaled. "It is called im-preg-nating," he said, sounding each syllable
carefully. "I looked it up in dictionary to see what it meant. It means a
girl will have a baby when a boy puts his dick inside her, and something he
makes in his balls will mix with whatever is inside of her so she can have
a baby. The book said it was mostly protein and wouldn't hurt anyone if
they swallowed it when they did what I told you about, oral stimulation
but, the book didn't say much about it, and that's why I looked it up. When
I found out what it meant, I wanted to see what it tasted like, and don't
get mad at me Lukie, but I want to feel what it would be like with your
cock in my mouth. It was really awesome, when I felt your cock swelling,
getting harder and then jerking just as that stuff begin shooting out. Not
a whole lot of it, but I bet you get more as you get older and someday,
I'll be able to do the same thing, Lukie."

Matt hesitated for a moment to breath, his eyes beaming while one hand
unconsciously moved caressingly over my chest as he spoke. My cock was
still half hard, and there was no way that I could get mad at the innocence
of Mattie, and the way he had explained what he wanted. He had that impish
smile on his face and his eyes glowed with a deep love I knew was always
there.

"I guess you will, someday soon, Mattie," I said, smiling and running my
fingers through his thick hair.  "I'm not mad at you, but you should have
told me what you were going to do first. Was that sweet, salty stuff you
put in my mouth when we kissed, the stuff from inside of me?"

"Yeah, Lukie, now we are really part of each other, aren't we?" He replied
excitedly, his eyes shining brightly.

"Not quite, Mattie, when you can do it too, then we will really be part of
each other. Of course since we are already brothers, it should make it even
better."

We lay together a little longer enjoying feelings that we did not fully
understand. Mattie had his head on my shoulder, his arm hugging me, and his
leg over my hips pressing down on my cock. His warm breath flowing over my
chest created a tingling sensation that was comforting and exciting without
being sexual.  I didn't need to have sex with Mattie to know how much I
really loved him far more than him being only my brother.  Until that day,
I hadn't realized how much I needed for him to be a part of me.

* * * * * * * *

Matt sucking on my cock, and the feelings that I had when he was in my arms
and we were fondling each other confirmed that I liked boys more than
girls. I didn't mind being around girls but ever since I was ten years old,
I had been looking at boys differently than girls in school, and when I saw
them naked in the showers my dick would get hard, and a feeling of
excitement would spread over me. I liked the way it felt when, Mattie and I
played with each other; but I was wondering if I would feel the same way
with another boy.

Some of the older boys would laugh, and play with their cocks getting them
hard and showing off for the younger boys. One or two of them would stand
with their legs apart slowly stroking on their bigger cocks and look at the
other boys grinning lecherously. I had heard some of the older guys
whispering about "blowjobs" and wishing someone would suck on their cocks
so they could get off or they would like to "Corn hole" someone. I didn't
know any of that until after Matt sucked my cock giving me my first
blowjob. Later on, we both learned that if you pushed your cock inside
someone's asshole like you pushed it inside of a girl's cunt, it was called
"corn holing."

* * * * * * * * * *

I don't remember how long we lay asleep in the loft. Gramps calling us woke
me, and for a moment I felt a jolt of panic until I remembered Matt lying
next to me, and what we had done. Quickly rolling over and getting up on my
knees, I shook Matt whispering hoarsely, "Mattie, wake up, Gramps is
looking for us."  He woke up and we dressed quickly climbing down the
hayloft ladder and running out the back door of the barn and over to the
path that ran alongside the fence. Gramps was still calling when I hollered
to him as we ran to where he was standing by the barnyard fence.

"Where've you boys been?" He said in a worried tone as we ran up to
him. "I've been calling and calling."

"We were over by that pasture where you put the new foals, Gramps. Their
cute playing around like they do." I answered.

"That's okay just so long as you don't go getting between them and their
mothers." he said in a mild rebuke as he put his arms around our shoulders
and squeezed us to him.  "Let's get some supper, ham and beans with
cornbread, and buttermilk if you want it."

"Buttermilk, yuck. How can you drink that stuff, Gramps?" Mattie asked,
spitting on the ground and pretending to throw-up.

"Been drinking it long before your daddy was born Matt and, I reckon I
probably will until the Lord calls me. Now scat and get cleaned up," he
said playfully.

Regardless of the buttermilk, supper was good and when we were finished, we
helped Gramps with the dishes and cleaning up.

Sitting on the couch we were watching some silly television program and
Matt was almost sitting in my lap. He was holding onto my arm with his head
on my shoulder and his right arm behind my back squeezing me with his left
leg hooked over mine.

"What's the matter, Matt?" Gramps asked. "You're gonna strangle Luke if you
get any closer to him. Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing is wrong, Gramps, I was just thinking that in three days it'll
all be - over and me and Luke will be going to Germany. I hate it over
there, Gramp's; can't you get Mom and Dad to let us stay here with you? We
don't want to go back there again do we Luke." Matt said without stopping
to breathe. "It'll probably be three or four years before we see you
again."

"Come here Mattie, come sit with old Gramps," he said, glancing at me with
a twinkle in his eyes. "You're still young enough to sit in my lap but,
Luke is getting a little old for that kind of kid stuff."

What Gramps didn't know was that I would have loved to sit in his lap with
his big strong arms around me. I really wasn't that much bigger than Matt,
and I would have loved to crawl up in his chair but I just watched as Matt
snuggled close to our grandfather.

For several minutes we watched a news program on WCPO-TV in Cincinnati,
Gramps favorite station.  The commentator was reporting on the Cold War and
North Atlantic Treaty armed forces being shifted from one area to another
to off set the movements of Warsaw Pact forces behind the Iron Curtain.
Our dad was being transferred to Germany, and I couldn't help but wonder if
that might be the reason.

I was deep in thought when Gramps shifted his position as the news program
ended, and he said, "Now then, I'm not fussing but I want you boys to
listen close. There is nothing I would like more then having you boys with
me, but I'm only your grandfather. Your Mom and Dad have the say in where
you live ... at least until you are eighteen years old."

"What happens then Gramp?" I asked. "I still have seven years before I'm
that old."

"When you turn that age, your schooling should be finished unless you go on
to college which, I reckon you will. The law considers you to be adults,
and you can live anywhere you wish. I know that sounds exciting and you're
looking forward to it but, there is a lot more to it then just picking up
and leaving home for some place else. The big thing when you get to
thinking going out on your own, is the need to find a job so you can
support yourself."

With his typical child like innocence Matt looked at Gramps and sincerely
said, "But you'd take care of us wouldn't you Gramps?"

Gramps took Matt's face in his big rough farmers hands and kissed him on
the forehead. "Son, it'll be awhile before we start thinking about those
things but, as long as the Lord allows, your old gramps will always be here
if you ever need him; but, who knows," he said looking at me and smiling as
he kissed Matt. "One day this place might be yours unless your Daddy sells
it before then. So you got a little something to think about, and look
forward to, but there's no need to be thinking about it now though. Right
now, it's late and you guys better be getting up to bed."

Matt and I gave Gramps a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. With a good
night, we clambered up the stairs to our bedroom, quickly stripping our
clothes off for a shower.

The water was warm and we washed each other with shower herbal gel and soft
sponges. Even for nine, Matt was developing a smooth muscular body. His
satiny smooth chest muscles were thickening, and beautifully sculpted, and
his nipples were surrounded by large pinkish areoles.  His breast muscles
merged at the sternum above his hard flat stomach muscles.

Strong arms and legs were filling out from wrestling at school, running in
track races with other students, and working on the farm. Usually he would
turn around so I could wash his back and buttocks but this time, he moved
in closer pulling my arms around him, his head resting on my shoulder. The
warm water beat down on the both of us and I could feel the beat of his
heart and his slow even breathing. The warm erotic feeling of being close
with him started flowing in my veins, and my cock was slowly hardening at
the feeling of his strong smooth body touching mine. My breathing was
becoming more labored, and the beat of my heart was increasing rapidly.
Lifting his head from my chest, his soft yielding eyes looked into
mine. Running his fingers over my chest, he tweaked one of my rigid
nipples, and then slipped his arms around me, pulling us tightly together.
Brushing my lips with his he whispered softly, "Do you love me Luke?"

There was a serious tone in his voice, and surprised, I spluttered, "What
do you mean, do I love you, Mattie? Of course I do, I always will. You're
being silly asking me that."

Matt held me tightly, our raging hardons pressed tightly between us; his
glistening eyes boring into mine. His breathing was slow and even, his
heart beat slowly.

"I know you love me like a brother, Luke, and I love you but deep in your
heart do you really love me for me, not just because we are brothers!"

The intensity of Matt's words sank slowly into my brain as he looked at me,
and it dawned on me what he was asking. Matt's eyes flashed, burning into
mine as he squeezed me tighter, our hard cocks squeezed between us. Placing
my hands on either side of his face, I brushed his lips with mine, and
asked, "Mattie, are you trying to tell me what I think you are?"

"That we both love each other more then just as brothers?" he replied
quickly. "I've known that since last year, Luke. Does it excite me when you
touch me, yes it does. Do I like boys more than girls, yes, I do, Luke and
after today, I want only you and, I want you...no, I need you to want me
and only me."

"You little devil," I exclaimed, excitedly.  "Is that why you did what you
did earlier?"

"Not entirely, Lukie, I did it mostly because I love you, and I wanted you
to know how much I do love you. When I read about oral stimulation, I
looked it up in the dictionary to see what it meant. All it means is
someone sucking your dick, and from the way you acted when we were jerking
each other off or when we were kissing and touching each other, I had a
hunch you would go all the way if I didn't let you stop me. Afterwards, I
was sure that you would like it as much as I enjoyed sucking your cock. We
both are hard right now and, I bet you are feeling the same way I am," he
said passionately, his eyes gleaming. "Suck me Lukie, please," he
pleaded. "Let me feel the way I made you feel."

Matt nuzzled his head under my chin and rotated his body against mine. He
was right about one thing, my body felt as if it was going to explode.

Turning the water off I lifted is face to mine, and kissed him deeply
passionately, his arms around my neck and my arms squeezing his tight hard
body too me. "In the bed, Mattie."

* * * * * * * *

We dried each other off and slipped between the sheets melting into each
other's arms. Our bodies molded one to the other as his lips meet mine, our
tongues twisted and turned, probing as we explored the nooks and crannies
of each other's mouth.

The passion built quickly, and burned with fiery intensity in my loins. As
I threw the sheet back, Mattie stretched out on his back, his throbbing
cock lying on his hard flat stomach. In the dim glow of the night-light his
smooth muscled body appeared almost alabaster, and I ran my fingers over
his satiny skin following the sculpted outline of his growing chest and
abdominal muscles.  His supple body writhed gently, his muscles rippling
under the light touch of my fingers. His hard beautifully tapered cock
rested on his almost hairless pelvis, and I could see his developing but
still empty ball sac. As I ran my hand over his cock and ball sac he
winced, and his muscles tightened. Gripping his cock tightly with one hand,
I felt two pea-sized balls, waiting to fall, and the beat of his heart
resonated in the pulsating length of his still growing but already
impressive cock. I was about to lower my lips to its glistening, ruby red
crown, when he placed his hand on my bicep, and I hesitated.

"Lukie turn around," he said huskily, gently squeezing my bicep.  "I want
to suck on your cock while you suck mine."

The thought of Matt sucking my cock while I sucked his was exciting, and I
felt my nuts tighten in anticipation of his hot mouth sucking my cock.
Turning around and stretching out on my side beside Mattie, I pushed my
hips forward, and he took my cock in his hand, and skinned it back. I felt
his hot breath being blown on the exposed crown of my cock, and my muscles
tensed briefly before, I put my mouth over Mattie's hard cock. His muscles
tightened, and he sucked his breath in sharply.  Running my tongue over its
smooth hard length, I used my thumb to massage his small ball sac, his
little nuts moving around.

Matt sucked my cock voraciously, pulling my nuts and skinning my foreskin
back with his tongue every time he plunged his mouth down over its turgid
length. His hips worked furiously driving his cock into my mouth, his
pelvis pressing against my lips with each thrust. Moving my free hand over
the velvety soft flesh of his back, his muscles rippled under my fingers
and, I gripped the base of his cock with my lips. Groaning deeply I could
feel the sperm rushing up my throbbing shaft exploding into Matt's greedy
mouth, gushing down his throat. He continued sucking my cock with the force
of a vacuum while he drove his cock into my mouth. His moans of ecstasy
sent phonic shocks through me, and I felt as if every nerve in my body was
vibrating from the excruciatingly pleasant pain as my cock pumped sperm
down Matt's throat.

As the intensity of my exploding cock slowly subsided, Matt didn't stop
sucking even though my cock was softening in his mouth.  He was greedily
stripping the remnants of sperm with the pressure of his lips when he
suddenly arched his back gripping my wilting cock. Groaning loudly, he
grabbed my head, and as my cock fell from his lips, he drove his cock as
deeply into my mouth as he could, muffling his screams of, "Oh, oh, Lukie,"
with a pillow.

His cock swelled and felt like a steel rod between my lips. We had felt the
excitement of dry orgasms but this was the first time that we had sucked
each other off, and the intensity must have been a catalyst that prompted
the experience of ejaculation. I tasted a drop of fluid that was sweet and
a little salty. Matt had just ejaculated a very small amount of sperm.

Matt had given me his virgin load, and a sudden feeling of elation mixed
with the intense love that filled every fiber of my being washed over
me. Matt thrashed about gently, moaning, and I held his hard cock tightly
with my lips, sucking and trying to drain more of his balls delicious
nectar of life.  When he fell back gasping for air, his body shaking, I
reluctantly released his softening cock.

Quickly turning around, I gathered him to me holding him tightly, our
racing hearts and breathing subsiding as we slowly relaxed, wrapped in the
warm emotional cloak of love, we basked in the golden after glow of a
shared pleasure.

Tears were in my eyes as I kissed the crown of his head, and whispered, "I
love you Mattie, and I'll love you forever."

Mattie didn't say anything, he lay in my arms with his head buried into my
neck, and, I felt his body quiver gently, the wet warmth of his tears on my
neck.  We lay quietly, holding each other close.

After several minutes, I reached down and pulled the sheet up over our
nakedness letting my arm rest over his shoulders. Mattie moved slightly
adjusting his position to be closer, with his head resting on my bicep with
his eyes closed, his breathing almost imperceptible. Moving my free hand
under the sheet, I slowly stroked his back and sides hearing his breathing
soften as he fell asleep. Holding my Mattie close, I fell into a deep
comfortable sleep.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Matt woke me in the morning laying on his side, and hovering over me with
the sheet around our hips. He was running his fingers over my chest the
same way I had touched his chest.

"Your beautiful, Lukie," he said in an adoring tone. "Your muscles are
getting bigger, and the hair under your arms and around you dick is real
soft and silky."

"I'm no more beautiful than you are Mattie, and it won't be long before
your hair starts growing," I replied, reaching up and gently tweaking his
nose.

"It won't be long, but, I'm almost as tall as you now and I bet my dick
gets as big as yours someday," he exclaimed as he ran his fingers down over
my stomach into the thickening silky hair around the base of my cock,
gently scratching and sheepishly asking, "did you like what we did last
night?"

"Of course I did, especially when a small drop of sperm oozed out of the
aperture in the head of your cock," I replied. "I thought you would go
crazy when you did that, and it was even more exciting for me when you
did."

"I did do that, and you tasted and swallowed it didn't you, Lukie?" he
said, a look of wonderment on his face as he squirmed around to sit up and
look down at me, his eyes glistening with excitement.  "I was afraid that I
had peed in your mouth but it felt so good, and I couldn't stop it when you
kept on sucking. I felt hot all over, and the way my cock was throbbing, it
felt like it was going to explode. I didn't know what I should do, Luke,
but it was so exciting that, I knew I didn't want you to stop."

"I didn't want to stop, Mattie, I wanted you to feel really good. It
surprised me when I tasted the drop of sperm that oozed from your cock; but
it was the real thing, Little Brother, your first climax," I exclaimed
excitedly.  It was only a drop, but it tasted sort of sweet and salty, the
same as you told me my stuff tasted. The older you get the bigger your
balls will grow, and the more we do it, the more will start coming out."

Matt sat beside me, his hands sort of aimlessly wandering over me when he
lowered his head pressing his nose and forehead against mine. He was
breathing slowly with his hands slowly moving over my breast muscles until
my hard teats were under the palms of his hands.

Gently kneading my breast muscles, he whispered, "I heard you telling me
you loved me Lukie, and that made me feel real good."

"You're my brother, Mattie, and what ever happens, I'll always love you;
but when did you know that you felt the same way that, I did about other
boys."

"I guess it was a couple of years ago, Luke. I'd get excited in the school
showers watching the older boys stroking their cocks but it didn't really
understand it, and it didn't mean anything to me. At first it was sort of
embarrassing to see what they were doing, and I'd look away or turn my
back. That's how I felt about them, but when you and I played with each
other there was something special about it, if felt like it was natural for
us to be doing it. I didn't know what the feelings meant Luke, except that
I had a warm exciting feeling inside of me, and a sort of tingling feeling
in between my legs, where my dick and that rough like skin hanging below it
is. I figured that since we were brothers, you would feel the same way that
I did but I was afraid you might think I was sort of quirky. I really
wanted to hold you and kiss you and feel you against me and, I never wanted
to let you go."

Matt was breathing real hard, and his eyes were gleaming. I pulled him to
me kissing him softly, the tips of our tongues touching and sliding back
and forth teasingly over our lips. Pulling him down on the bed, I rolled on
top of him covering his body with mine, feeling the swelling of our
hardening cocks pressed between us. Our lips touched in a passionate kiss,
and ecstatic waves of rapture engulfed us in an erotic cocoon of lust.
Only Gramps calling us from downstairs brought us back from the brink, his
gruff voice dissipating the hot desire that had developed so quickly
between us.

"Luke, Matt, are you guys awake? We gotta do some shopping before your Mom
and Dad get here tomorrow."

"Be right down Gramps," I called out, as I rolled off of Matt and sat up on
the edge of the bed.  "Matt is in the shower, and as soon as we finish,
we'll be down."

"Well," came the gruff reply. "Don't be all that long, breakfast is near
about ready."

Grinning at my little white lie, Matt jumped out of bed kissing me quickly
and pulling me with him. His gorgeous blue eyes twinkled brightly as we
showered, and I could feel the bond that would be with us for the rest of
our lives growing in my breast. Matt was more then my brother, he was my
life, my lover.

* * * * * * * * * *

A soft misty rain began falling as I was watching Billy and Josh setting
the stone in place on the damp concrete but my mind was deep in thought,
back eleven years in time. My hair was soaked from the steady drizzle, and
it was mixing with my tears as I thought about Matt's first climax, and how
it had affected him. I though about how he had tricked me into my first
ejaculation with him, and all of the love we had made together since we had
discovered how we felt about boys and, more importantly each other. My cock
hardened as I thought of the time when Matt was eleven and I was thirteen,
and he asked me to suck his cock for the first time, and how he later asked
me fuck him. I ached inside thinking of that time in our lives, and I
wanted to hold him in my arms but, he was gone forever and, I would never
again feel his hard magnificently muscled body against mine.

I didn't realize that Billy and Josh had finished until Billy shook my
shoulder rousing me from my thoughts of the past.  I was glad that I was
wearing a thick Mackinaw that covered my crotch as I roused around at the
sound of his voice.

Without me realizing it, the drizzle had changed to a steady rain. "Luke,
you're getting soaked out here in the rain," he said, spluttering because
of the heavy rain.  "If you come down sick, Uncle Walter will never forgive
me," he complained good-naturedly. "We got the stone set properly but,
there ain't much more we can do in this rain, so lets go on home before we
catch pneumonia. When the weather is better, we can finish up what little
is left."

"I reckon your right, Billy," I said glancing at Josh standing hunched up
beside him. "I probably should have brought a cap with me but you know I
don't wear caps that often, and it didn't look that bad when I left the
house."

"Do you need a cap Luke? I got an extra in the truck if you want it," Josh
said softly.  "I'm pretty sure your grandfather or Matt wouldn't want you
catching pneumonia."

"Thanks Josh, you're right, neither one would," I answered, a warm feeling
spreading over me at his reference to Matt whom I was sure he didn't even
know. "It is getting colder and from the looks of it, this rain isn't going
to let up anytime soon."

The rain had increased to a steady downpour, and Josh and I broke into a
trot toward his truck. We waved at Billy as he passed us in his
pickup. Josh jumped inside through the drivers door, and he threw the other
door open as I ran around to the passenger side. The rain was really coming
down as I sat looking at the stark white marble marker that he and Billy
had barely managed to place on its base before it started raining so hard.
Josh handed me a towel he had under the seat with another jacket and the
cap he had offered. When I looked at him, he grinned as he sheepishly said,
"I plumb forgot the towel was with my jacket, Luke, but it should help dry
your hair some."

"Help!" I exclaimed, laughing softly as I took the towel from his
hand. "That sounds like something Matt would say."

* * * * * * * * *

Matt and I were trying our best to seem happy the last couple of days we
were on the farm. We had sex in the hayloft every chance we got, and in
bed. Our sperm production seemed to be increasing but even that was not
much fun.

Leaving Gramps and going with Mom and Dad to Germany was the last thing we
wanted but there was nothing that we could do about it. As was their wont
to do, they swooped in without calling, and the atmosphere changed. Orders
had been given about Matt and me being all packed and ready to leave on the
following morning since Dad was on a tight schedule. Mother fussed about
everything, and Dad was his usual military self, giving orders and
expecting immediate compliance.  We could see the anguish on Gramps face
but there was nothing he could do.  Tears were shed when we ready to leave,
and Dad was getting impatient with what he considered prolonging our
departure.

Matt and I didn't realize it then but it would be almost five years before
we would see Gramps again.

* * * * * * * * * *

Mannheim hadn't changed that much since we had been there before - most
Army posts don't. Since Dad was a Lt. Colonel, the housing was a little
better then when he was a Captain and a Major. We didn't know it at the
time but Dad would become a full Colonel before we left Mannheim, and he
would be assigned duty in the Pentagon.

Mannheim is almost like a small American city inside of Germany. There was
everything on base that was back home. The school was built like a fortress
and handled kindergarten plus, grades one thru twelve. There was a
commissary, army exchange mall, movie theatres, gyms, inside and outside
swimming pools, bowling alleys, almost anything we needed.

Matt and I were registered in the school but it was like a layered
concentration camp. Kids got a kick out of comparing whose father was
higher in rank and lording it over the kids that had lower ranked officer
and enlisted men fathers.  We were involved in several fights about that,
and we would wind up being grounded because we had embarrassed our parents,
at least that's what they thought.

We would go to school every morning and then Dad would allow us the use of
the base gym afterwards since sports aren't that a big part of the school
curriculum in Germany. The weight room is where we spent a lot of time
working out with weights, and Matt was a natural. I had to work at it a
little harder and it took me a little longer but, not Matt. Almost
overnight his body started improving. We both developed at pretty much the
same rate and, while our bodies improved, we learned more about the
exclusively masculine power that we had inside of us.

* * * * * * * * * *

Mom still told us no sleeping together but we did anyway, even though we
were sure she knew that we did. When we were younger, she would come
unannounced into our room but as we grew older she started knocking, and
would ask, "Are you guys decent?" She would wait for one of us to answer
before coming in.  Since we were both preferred being naked in our room, it
was a good idea to avoid any of us being embarrassed. Our cocks had grown
considerably along with the improvement in our physiques.

One evening when Matt was fifteen, he was lying beside me nonchalantly
running his fingers over the sculpted muscles of my chest, and abdomen,
following the outline we had worked so hard to improve. He was just as cut
and defined as I was and, I loved touching the velvety softness of his
body, and the feel of him rubbing me. I looked up at him and he seemed to
be dreaming.

"Whatcha thinking about, Mattie?" I asked as I rolled to face him, gently
moving my hand over the hard velvety smooth interior flesh of his thigh.

"All kinds of things, Lukie. I think about being with Gramps, and wishing
we were there instead of here. I miss the swimming hole where we could swim
naked, the horses, and the hayloft where we learned about each other, and
how much we like making love although we didn't call it that back then. Do
you remember the first time I sucked you off and made you cum?" he asked in
a way off melancholy tone as he pinched my hard teat.

"Of course I do, and," I said, wincing but enjoying the shock of his
pinching fingers as I replied, "I sucked you off later that night and your
cock dribbled just a little, and it was salty-sweet, but that made me feel
good knowing I had made you do that."

"Yeah, we had little bitty dicks then but, look at us now. Thick and almost
seven inches last time we measured but I like the way our hair grew, thick
and silky. It took us a while before learning how we could take all of each
other's cocks didn't it. That was a lot of fun experimenting, and I
remember the first time you slid your cock all the way down my throat. I
thought I was going to choke until I completely relaxed my throat
muscles. When you shot your load that time I damned near drowned," he
chuckled, gently kneading and pulling my balls.

"If you remember, Mattie, you did the same thing to me, the same way."

I could feel Mattie's cock hardening against my thick muscled thigh, his
hand playing with my balls making my hard cock jump up and down when he
pulled on them. Leaning down, he kissed me like he always did.

"You never taste the same way twice, Lukie; that's why I love kissing you."

"Me too, but right now you have me so damn hot, I'm gonna burst."

"Little Brother has Big Brother all hot and horny? Do you want your big
cock sucked or do you just want me to play with it." Matt teased, his
gorgeous blue eyes flashing.

"What ever you do is okay, Little Brother, just stop teasing me," I
replied, breathing heavily.  "You love teasing and playing even though you
know that I can't stand it for very long."

"It makes it more fun Big Brother," he answered, grinning. "I love watching
your cock jerk, bouncing up and down and those beautiful muscles rippling
as you squirm."

Matt's eyes had that gleam that meant he was having fun and would torture
me the longer I complained. Sometimes he would lay on top of me moving his
hips slowly as we kissed or he would wave his hard cock back and forth,
brushing my lips with its blood-engorged head while his knees held my arms
down. Sometimes, he would tease me and get me so hot that I would ejaculate
without being touched.

I was close to shooting my load when, without warning he swung his body
over mine and with his hands squeezing and pressing on my chest he
straddled me his walnut sized balls hanging over mine, and for a flash I
remembered the first time I felt his little pea-sized balls.

Grinning he lowered himself until his lips met mine and I felt our cocks
being crushed between us. Matt suddenly sat up and taking both our cocks in
one hand, he squeezed them tightly, and pre-cum oozed from the
apertures. Licking the palm and fingers of his free hand he mixed the
saliva and pre-cum using it as a lubricant on our cocks.  I groaned
gripping Matt's muscled thighs with both hands when I felt the sensation of
my cock being lubricated. He moved up a little until both of our cocks were
erect and his ball sac rested on mine. He started a slow pumping motion
and, my body slowly relaxed as I succumbed to the erotic rhythm of his
hand.

The feeling of his cock and mine being squeezed and pumped simultaneously
together sent waves of ecstatic feelings rushing over me. I could tell from
the way his eyes were closed and his soft moaning that he was feeling the
surreal effects of mutual copulation.  Reaching upward and running my hands
over Matt's smooth hard muscled chest, the intense feeling of fire building
in my groin was overpowering. A light sheen of sweat covered both of our
straining bodies as Matt slowly increased the tempo. We were in an erotic
state of passion, moaning softly, the pressure increasing as we raced to
reach a cataclysmic explosion.

Matt had his eyes closed. I could see the hard ridges of his abdominal
muscles tightening, and we both were breathing faster. The swelling and
hardening of our cocks together with the euphoric feelings that were
washing over us was that last little spark that sent us both over the edge.
Mattie hissed between clinched teeth, "Yessssss, Lukie, now." His body was
hard and quivering like a taut bow string, and my back arched lifting us
both upward as gushing streams of our sperm mixed and fell back over our
gushing cocks like a waterfall of milky white cream. Matt held us tightly
as our cock's spasmed splashing thick streams of sperm over my heaving
chest and abdominal muscles before flowing into the silky dark hair
surrounding the thick base of my cock.

As we relaxed in the soft after glow of love making, our breathing and
racing hearts slowly returned to normal. Matt had straightened his legs
out, and lay on top of me with his head on the pillow beside mine. Nibbling
my ear he whispered the same thing he did every time we made love, "Do you
still love me Lukie?"

I answered as I always did, "As long as I can breathe, Mattie."

We cleaned each other up, hiding the towel so Mom wouldn't find it. Later
when the coast was clear, one of us would put it in the whites only clothes
hamper with the other laundry.

* * * * * * * * * *

Our sex lives didn't vary all that much, it was the foreplay that made it
exciting. Mattie knew all of my tender love spots as I knew his, and we
would tease and prolong our playing until we were horny and our cocks were
leaking prodigious amounts of pre-seminal fluid.

Once when we were in the throws of passion, he rammed his cock between my
legs touching my asshole, and my muscles tightened and then shivered from
the shock of a new feeling permeating my body to the core.

We were on the verge of entering new passionately exciting but not
unpleasant phase in our love making.

* * * * * * * * * *