Date: Fri, 02 Aug 2002 15:25:26 +1000
From: Fuzz a <fuzzgod@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brother's Forever - Chapter 2

Brothers Forever
By Fuzzgod (fuzzgod@hotmail.com)
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This is chapter two of "Brothers Forever", a continuation from the first
chapter of this story. Before you read this chapter you should read
chapter one of this story, as it will give you the background information
you need to read this chapter.

The disclaimer that appears in chapter one applies to this chapter. If it
is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories, particularly of a
gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your obligations as a
responsible citizen and select suitable reading material, and read no
further than this line.

None of the characters in this story are real people.

Copyright (c) 2002 to the author.
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Author's note:

Thankyou to those who sent me messages of support and advice. This is my
first crack at writing a story of this type, and all comments are
welcome, good and bad. As I said to you before reader interest will make
me continue writing, and so far the interest in the story has been
welcomed.

Just a small note for those that wrote to me after the first chapter, I
said in the first chapter that I would reply to all email, good or bad.
If you did not receive a reply then I either didn't receive your email,
or I deleted it accidentally from my inbox. In future please put the
title of the story in the subject line, and I guarantee that I will
reply. If you don't want a reply, then just put "no reply" in the email.

Once again thankyou for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Characters met so far:

Brad Gooding (12) - Loves his brother in more ways than one.
Mike Gooding (14) - Is a very sick person, has rare form of leukaemia.
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Where we left Brad:

We are extremely close brothers, and when together we get along like best
friends. We know more about each other than we know about ourselves, and
we always hang together no matter wherever we go. I love my brother more
than my own life, and I would sacrifice that as well just to have him
love me the same way back. But I know that I should bide my time and just
wait until the time is right to tell him how I feel about him, as rushing
the issue could lead to me being 'mentally scared' because of his
reaction, especially if he rejects me in no uncertain terms.

But it is time to hit the hay and dream, dream of what might just be...
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Brothers Forever
Chapter 2 - Discovery
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Here I was lying on my bed with my brother next to me. I could feel his
warmth all over my body, and his breathe on the back of my neck.

But now I could feel his arms gripping me vice-like, whilst lying here on
my bed. I wondered what he was doing that for, because he hadn't done
that for nearly two years, not since he had begun to go through puberty.
But I knew that his presence was welcome, especially at the best of
times.

I rolled over to look at him, and when I managed to do so, I noticed that
he was wide-awake and staring straight into my eyes.

I stared into those luscious deep blue eyes, which reminded me of the
ocean on a perfect summers day, and I noticed that he was looking at me
in a different way to what he normally did. The look was not one I'd seen
before, and it kind of scared me, but his look continued to rack thoughts
through my brain.

'What is he trying to convey through his eyes to me' I thought as I
continued to stare. But I now realised that I had no control over my
body. He was still holding me in his grip, nearly as tightly as he was
originally.

I decided at this point to try and roll back over and try to avoid those
deep blue pearls, which had now given me a hardon bigger than Mount
Everest, and more noticeable than pure sweat. But I knew that trying to
move was like trying to make me move on a cold winters morning, almost
futile.

Mike felt my sudden movement and, as I said before, successfully
prevented me from moving away from his gaze. I then looked into his eyes
and could still see that look of care in them, but now I realised what
the message was that he tried to convey; it was one of love, deep love.

At this point my hardon had completely gone solid. I managed to break his
stare for a moment, but I then noticed his eyes staring at the bulge in
my boxers, as it was as noticeable as dad's aftershave in the bathroom in
the morning. It was straining for release, and by the look on Mike's
face, it wouldn't be waiting long for it either.

Mike's next move however took me totally by surprise. He moved his head
and bent it slightly, and moved in to kiss me on the lips. I immediately
closed my eyes and waited for the moment to arrive, knowing that I was
finally going to feel those luscious lips touch mine, but they never
arrived. Instead I opened my eyes and noticed that he was staring at me
differently to the way he was before.

I then felt his hand move slightly away from his body and touch my
erection. I moaned like I had never moaned before, and it was at this
point that he moved in and kissed me on the lips. I could tell that this
wasn't just any normal type of kiss, it was one that had a lot of love in
it, and I hoped then that it never ended.

At first it was nothing but just lip, but then I felt Mike's tongue try
and enter my mouth. I initially resisted, but then I gave in to the
evading member of his body, and opened wide to meet his tongue. It
entered and we begin fighting with each other's tongues inside my mouth,
lashing at each other with a passion that no words could describe, other
than fucking fantastic.

All this time that we were kissing he was trying to undo the fidgety
button on the front of my boxers. He squirmed and shifted slightly, and
managed finally to undo the button on the boxers and fish out my nearly
five inches of meat. He then began to slightly jerk my cock up and down,
all the while still kissing me passionately; with us still tongue
tussling within each other's mouths.

We then stoped kissing and he began to move down the length of my body,
licking and kissing anything that was in his way as he was moving down.

First he attended to my nipples, which were super-sensitive at the best
of times, but even more so now. He then moved to my underarms and began
to lick and tongue my pits, obviously looking for something worth playing
with underneath them. He then continued to lick and suckle his way down
my body. Next was my bellybutton, and he greedily stuck his tongue in
there, lapping up anything that was still in there.

All this time I was squirming underneath him, because of the absolute
pleasure that I was enjoying from his total tongue bath. He knew which
buttons to press, and he also knew when to activate those buttons as
well. But I knew as much as he knew that he was leaving the gold for
last, and I was more than happy to wait.

Of course the gold was my cock, which was leaking some form of clear
fluid I had never seen before. Of course it was pre-cum, but I had never
seen it before. My penis was almost also at the point of no return, and I
think my brother knew it as well, because after working on my body for 10
minutes, he moved back up on top of me, and began to pash me again.

I could taste the scents that had come off my body being passed on in my
mouth by my very horny brother as he continued to passionately kiss me.
He then broke the kiss and began to stare into my eyes again, looking for
permission to go for gold, and I stared back, nodding my head slightly to
give him permission to do what he wanted to do, and what I didn't want to
stop.

Mike quickly moved down the bed, nearly having to leave the bed to do
what he wanted to do. He then grabbed my cock and began to spread some of
the clear fluid leaking from it around my shaft. My body jerked slightly
at his touch, and it was at this time that I said the first words of this
whole episode.

"Ohhhhhhhh, that feels sooooooo good, don't stop bro," I said.

And I knew that he was happy to oblige to my words, because he continued
to stroke my penis with absolute love and care. But his next move totally
shocked me.

He grabbed my penis at the base and then moved his head to just above the
tip. He then stuck his tongue out and began to flick it over the tip of
my penis. Any control I had at this point was totally lost as he was
bringing up sensations within me that I had never felt before, well not
in this way anyway.

He then dropped his head and totally engulfed my shaft. His mouth was
hot, and was totally driving me wild with lust.

"Suck me bro, god I love you," I whispered quietly.

He continued to suck on my stiff shaft, whilst working his tongue up and
down the underside of the solid meat, and fingering my little nut sack
with his free hand. 5 minutes must have passed, and for the whole time he
was sucking like a total professional, and I was enjoying it like nothing
that I had ever experienced before.

But my biggest problem now was that I was getting close to cumming. Once
my cum begins its race up my shaft, there will not be any stopping it,
and I tried to warn my brother of this.

"Mike I'm gonna cum, ohhhhhh if you don't want to take it brooooooo, I'll
understand. Fuck I looooove youuuu"

But now that I had warned him, he just continued to suck on my cock;
actually I think he was working harder on the head than he had before.
This was obviously his way of basically telling me that my load of cum
was not going anywhere else but into the bottom of his stomach.

But I had little time to think about that now, as I was now fucking his
mouth like a well-oiled piston, as I was about to dispense my load of
cream, which I could now feel racing up the length of my shaft.

My orgasm took total control of me, as it began from the tip of my toes
and travelled up the length of my body, ripping through me like a
speeding train does through parked cars. I closed my eyes and quietly
yelled, "Here it comes Mike".

I then felt my penis harden to unprecedented levels, and then my shaft
expel the built up fluid, as my cum poured from me like a fountain runs
after spring rain. My penis throbbed about 6-8 times, expelling fluid on
each of those throbs. I continually shook with the magnitude of my
orgasm, which would have to have been my best orgasm yet, and continued
to do so well after my balls had expelled its fluid. All during this my
brother had kept his mouth clamped over my cock, taking every ounce of
juice that I had just spilt, and swallowing it all like a greedy lion.

I opened my eyes after my orgasm had subsided, to thank my brother, but
he was not there. Instead I could see him leaving the room.

I began to cry as I could see him leaving the room. Tears of nothing but
pure emotion began to flood out of me as I saw him leaving before I got
to show him how much I cared for him.

"Mike, please Mike, come back, please, I love you," I wailed as he
continued to leave, tears still flowing from me.

He didn't hear my words as he continued to walk towards the door.

"Mike (sob) please come back, I love youuuu, please, pleaseeeeee" I said
as I looked at him through hazy eyes.

As he was about to walk out the door he turned around and I noticed his
mouth moving up and down, but no sound coming out. I tried to make out
what he was saying, and it went something along the lines of "Brad I love
you, don't wait forever, do it now", and then he left.

And I woke up...

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"Uhhhhh, uhhhhh Mike where are you" I yelled as I woke up from my dream.

I felt myself and realised that it was nothing but a dream. But then I
felt down inside my boxers and realised that only some of it was a dream,
because my boxers were full of young boy spunk, literally soaked to the
bone.

I turned over onto my side and there was my brother Mike, lying there on
his back totally at ease, breathing lightly as he enjoyed his slumber. I
hoped he never saw what just happened, but I thought that if he did then
he would still be awake.

I rubbed my eyes also and realised that they were all wet around the
lashes. I must have been crying also in the real world, just like in my
dream.

But now I sat up in my bed and stared at my big brother.

"I wonder what that dream was trying to convey, and I wonder what 'don't
wait forever, do it now' means" I said to myself as I continued to look
up and down my brothers body.

He is such a dream! Lying here in my bed nearly naked. I look down his
body and notice that wonderful golden blond hair, which is slightly
hanging down over his eyes. My stare then continues to move down,
noticing his washboard abs, with its sign of a picturesque six-pack
forming. I then moved my stare further down, and what I saw next excited
me.

My brother was erect.

I could clearly see the projection of his erection inside his boxers,
making a fine tent of the thin silky material. And by the looks of it, it
was extremely large.

But now this began to scare me, 'did he see me ejaculate' I wondered as
my eyes continued to stare at the wonderful projection in those boxers. I
wanted to touch it so badly, but I was afraid that I would ruin our
special relationship, or I might wake him up.

At that point I decided to leave and go clean myself up in the bathroom,
so I jumped off of my bed and grabbed a pair of clean boxers, and started
the short trip to our bathroom to clean up. Whilst in there I had so many
conflicting thoughts in my head that I was totally confused. I decided to
simply return to our room and go back to sleep.

When I returned after cleaning myself up, I found Mike lying on his side,
facing away from me and where I was sleeping. His breathing was still
even, and as I continued to look, he moved again back onto his backside.
He was still erect, but now his erection seemed to be bigger than it was
before, and at this point of time, I wanted to do nothing more than touch
him in his most sacred place.

I slipped back onto my bed and continued to stare at his perfect form,
watching as his chest continually moved up and down with his even breaths
of oxygen. I looked down to his boxers and noticed that he was still
erect, and that a little wet patch had formed on the fabric of his
boxers. I realised then that I just had to touch it!

I positioned myself on the bed so that I could reach over and feel his
penis without being caught. I then moved my hand down to the position
where I believed his penis was and began to touch him. I felt something
warm and slightly hairy and realised that I was touching him on the
thighs, so I immediately removed my hand and repositioned it to just
above his stiffy. I ever so slightly placed my hand on the silk boxers
where his penis was and felt his rod for the first time.

The heat coming from the confines of those boxers was quite
extraordinary, and the little touch I had made, sent bolts of electricity
from my hand to the base of my balls. By this time of course my erection
had reappeared, and was signalling that it needed attention, but my
attention was on other things.

I now began to rub his erection through the confines of his boxers, which
were nearly soaked with precum, as he continued to sleep, or so I
thought.

It was at this point that I decided to fish his penis out of those boxers
for a better look. So I then moved my hand and positioned it to the spot
where his boxers had their little slit, and began to fidget with the
button at the front of them. The task was made all the more difficult
with the fact that Mike's erection was taking up all of the space within
the boxers, and it was making it difficult to pop the button out of its
hole.

After about a minute of fidgeting with the button, I managed to separate
the material, and stick my hand in to fish out his penis. This was
probably the easiest task of the lot, as it wasn't hard (!!) to find.

I managed to get the head of his penis out of the slit and expose it to
my gaze, and I then released it and stared at it. There it was, all 7' of
meat in its glory, out in the world. It looked better than any penis that
I had ever seen before. It was of course cut like mine, and dark wisps of
light brown pubic hair were coming from inside the slit of his boxers. It
was nice and thick, but not too thick, otherwise just the right size. I
wanted to reach in and fish out his balls as well, but my conscience
stopped me from doing so, otherwise he might have woken up.

I looked up at his face and noticed that he was still asleep, breathing
evenly still, not making even the slightest hint of a move at all. He
looked an absolute dream, totally at ease, and probably deep in thought.
But I didn't care what he looked like; all I wanted to do was to pleasure
him in more ways than one, god I loved him so much!

I very gently repositioned myself to a position where I had excellent
access to his erection, and then I wrapped my hand very softly around the
shaft. His penis felt like nothing I had ever felt before, because it was
both soft and hard at the same time. His precum was leaking profusely,
and I loosened my grip on the shaft ever so slightly so that I could
spread his own lubrication over the long piece of meat.

My next move even shocked me, as I now began to move my hand up and down
the shaft, spreading his lubrication and masturbating him at the same
time. His penis was even harder now than it was before I started, and it
fitted absolutely perfectly in my hand. He never moved as I continued to
masturbate him, and from what I could gather, never woke up either.

I was now masturbating him with even strokes. I didn't know how much
longer I would have to do this, but if the solidness of his shaft,
combined with the amount of precum that was leaking from his shaft was
any indicator, then it wouldn't be much longer.

And as he was about to cum, as I was continuing my onslaught, he woke up.
I never realised it at that point of time, but he had been awake right
throughout this whole episode, right from the time when I came in my
boxers, to now. But of course I never realised that he was awake, and he
never moved as his orgasm began.

I then felt his cock expand ever so slightly in my hand, get even harder,
and then I saw his cum fly out the tip of his penis and all over his abs
and chest. 6, 8, 10 squirts of fresh boy cream flowed out of his shaft as
I continued to stroke it. It all landed and poled on his stomach making
this little white lake in the middle.

After his orgasm had subsided, I released my grip on his penis and put it
back within the confines of his boxers. I looked up at his face and
noticed that he was still asleep. I assumed that during this whole
ordeal, he was still asleep. Little did I realise then that he witnessed
the whole thing, and he told me so, but that is another story.

I then placed my hand on my erection and found that I had creamed another
pair of boxers, and again without even touching myself. Unbelievable I
thought as I picked up my old painting shirt from underneath my bed (this
shirt also doubled as my cum cloth) and cleaned Mike and myself up as
best I could. I then kissed Mike on his forehead and fell back asleep,
wondering what the morning would bring.

The questions were going through my brain as I lay there. Did Mike know
what happened? Did he hear me and see me ejaculate? Did he feel his own
orgasm?

Perfectly good questions that only needed simple answers, which I would
have to wait two months to be answered.

But that is another story...

To be continued!
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So readers' that is chapter two of Brother's Forever. If you have any
suggestions, they will be greatly appreciated by me, and careful
consideration will be given to all thoughts, either good or bad. I will
warn you however that I am currently following a storyline; so fitting
something in will be extremely hard.

Reader interest will make me continue this story, so please write to me,
as it is the only award a writer receives. Like the story or not, I want
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Stay tuned, because chapter three is coming soon to a nifty site near
you! Hopefully it will be online quicker than this one?

FuzzGod
(fuzzgod@hotmail.com)

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