Date: Thu, 19 Sep 2002 08:56:05 +1000
From: Fuzz a <fuzzgod@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brother's Forever - Chapter 4

Brothers Forever
By Fuzzgod (fuzzgod@hotmail.com)
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This is chapter four of "Brothers Forever", a continuation of this story.
Before you read this chapter you should read the other chapters 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:

Once again I would like to thank everyone who has written to me within
regard to the story. If you haven't already written to me then please do
so, as I would appreciate the feedback.

I receive plenty of email and once again I would like to advise you
readers that if you write, please put the title of the story in the
subject line, and I will reply. As a new policy, if you do not want a
reply then please type 'no reply' in your message somewhere.

For those who are thinking about writing, please do so. I don't bite! Nor
do I write emails as group letters, only individually. I guarantee that if
you send me a message I will reply to it personally, and whatever you and
I write is confidential between you and me.

Last of all I would like to apologise for replying so late like I did. My
reasoning was simple and I hope that you all understand. That is also why
this chapter is so late in coming out.

Thankyou all and enjoy chapter four.
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Characters met so far:

Brad Gooding (13) - 5'4, 130lb, blond hair, blue eyes, the loveable one of
                    the three brothers. Loves his brother in more ways
                    than one. The story is seen through Brad's eyes.
Mike Gooding (15) - 5'11, slim, fair complexion; he has golden blond hair
                    and blue eyes, six-pack forming, is simply gorgeous in
                    Brad's eyes and is a very sick person, has rare form
                    of leukaemia.
Daniel Gooding (12)-5'2, brown hair, blue eyes. The brat so to speak.
                    Becomes more important character in Brad's life later
                    on.
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Where we left Brad:

"Brad, that was incredible, I've never cum so much in my life" Mike said.

"Neither have I, nor will I probably ever again"

"I'm tired now, lets go to bed" Mike said.

"Your place or mine" I stated.

"How about yours" he replied.

And that's where we slept. Mike slept in my bed with me totally naked,
spooned against me and gripping me tightly as we slumbered together. My
life I thought had changed for the better, but little did I know at the
time that our lives would be full of hopes and dreams, only to be
shattered by fate...
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Brother's Forever
Chapter 4 - Day in the sun...
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Life continued on its merry way so much that time just seemed to fly by.
It flew by for a number of reasons. One, Mike was getting better; Two, I
had now turned 13 and was in the throes of puberty; and three, My soccer
team had won the district championship and was going to represent the
district in the state finals.

But the main reason why the days and weeks seemed to fly by I think was
for only one reason; It was because of the never-ending love between Mike
and I. And at the time nothing, I mean absolutely nothing could have
stopped us from being together forever.

It was now two months since the eventful night and repeats of what
happened that night occurred for that whole time. We would go to bed, lock
the door, get naked, kiss and hug one another, tell each other how much we
loved each other, and then we finished off by either jerking off together,
or jerking each other off to climax.

To have Mike by my side during his rehabilitation made me realise just how
lucky I was to get a second chance with my Brother and show him, through
actions that I wouldn't have done to anyone else, just how much I loved
him.

I had read about all of the problems families had gone through when a
loved one is sick, and how it changed their lives. I now realised exactly
what they were talking about, and although our change in life was dramatic
and considered extreme, Mike and I couldn't have given a shit about the
consequences if we were ever caught.

And of course with all things that are new to people, we progressed onto
other things in the art of sexual gratification, like oral stimulation. I
had had practise at this before, when my soccer team participated in a
circle jerk nearly 12 months ago, and at first it was extremely hard to
wrap my mouth around Mike long, thick schlong, but I eventually got use to
it. Because of the sheer width and length of his penis, it made it very
difficult to engulf his entire shaft, and I could only take half of it
into my mouth before my gag reflex caught hold of it.

Of course, however, he could take my whole penis with ease. I reckon that
if I ever dared ask him about whether he had had experience before, I'm
sure that he would have told me that he once had some experience, because
he never once did anything wrong, and he drove absolutely wild orgasms out
of me. He also knew when to stop if I was close to reaching the point of
no return, because he obviously had developed good skills in the art of
cocksucking. He was (as I put it) the utmost professional, and he
basically taught me everything that he knew about the art of cocksucking.
He taught me many other things as well, but they are for another story.

Of course with all this newfound information and our hormones running wild
throughout our body, we eventually started doing these very naughty acts
out in the public arena. Before you get the wrong impression, NO we did
not do it view of the public, instead we did it out in public, but in
places like public toilets, in the bush, once under a bridge, and even at
school (which in Australia is a very dangerous place to do it).

It was probably also the thrill we got from doing this very naughty and
dirty act within the public eye that made it all the more worth while. We
loved the thought of getting caught, although we never wanted it to
happen, and we had some of the biggest orgasms in these places.

One day I remember was a day where we decided to go mountain bike riding
up into the surrounding escarpment during one of our free weekends from
doing chores. Dad offered to drive us up onto the top and leave us to find
our own way home. Mike and I had been up there many times before, and of
course we knew all of the most used tracks, and the not used ones as well.
The plans were made and we were on our way up there.

As we were driving Dad gave us the usual spiel about looking after each
other and making sure that we didn't get lost nor stop and talk to someone
we didn't know. That speech had a particular point in it, and it was to
look after one another. That's what we intended to do!!

Dad dropped us off at the top of Mount Keira and left us there. He also
gave us his mobile phone and told us that if we ever got into any trouble,
ring him at home. We knew the usual drill as this was quite common for us,
and dad gave us one final piece of advice,

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do"

I had to stop myself from laughing at this point. I wonder if dad knew
what we were going to do up here in the forest?

Dad left and we then started to proceed on the long descent down the
mountain. For those of the uninitiated, or who are reading for the first
time, we lived in the coastal town of Wollongong; about 90 minutes drive
south from Sydney, Australia. Rugged and steep cliff faces surround the
area, which is better known as the Illawarra escarpment. There are some
excellent riding tracks, but a majority of them are on top of this
escarpment. We intended to however ride down one of the many tracks in the
mountainside that would bring us back to civilisation. But now I'm getting
off track!!!

So anyway we began our long and windy descent down the cliffs on our
mountain bikes, with a proposed stop along the way.

About halfway down the mountainside there was an excellent spot where
people could stop and sit down to rest and relax. It was slightly off the
main track and was surrounded by thick undershrubs, but still in view of
anyone who came along the path. We planned to utilise this spot providing
it wasn't currently in use, and when we arrived there about 45 minutes
into our trip, it wasn't being used.

We stopped at this point and then started to unpack our drinks and food so
that we could have a little feast. We didn't have too much food, mainly
just a sandwich for both of us, fruit, lollies and we also had a drink to
share between us.

But little did I realise that Mike had another idea in mind for lunch!

As we were quietly sitting there, Mike leaned over and asked,

"Why don't we put down this food, hop on the good foot and do the bad
thing"

"What, you mean have some fun," I said.

"No, I mean we pop out that blow up doll in your bag and blow it up... of
course I mean have some fun!" He replied.

"And I bet my doll would enjoy that vibrator you found in mum's room" I
cheekily replied back.

"Yeah, well we just see about that" Mike shot back, unable to hide his
sheer embarrassment.

As I sat there however Mike began to shift around and when he stopped I
realised that he was in a position so that I would have to initiate the
first move. It was amazing how many times Mike had done that recently.

To initiate the first move, I was going to have to move slightly to my
right, which would put our faces within close proximity to each other.
Mike knew as well as I did that this is what would happen first.

I turned and of course the first thing that happened was that our mouth's
collided with each other, and the passion that Mike showed made me feel
special, especially as he was giving back as much as I was giving him.

As we were kissing I moved my hand slightly and began to run it up and
down the oversized projection that was in Mike's pants, which was growing
with every up and down stroke that I performed. By this time Mike had
moved his hand and found that my penis was at full mast, and if he had of
put his hand in my pants at that particular time, he would have also found
that the area surrounding my penis was soaked with precum.

The passion was building and our actions were becoming more ragged, mainly
because of the slightly awkward position we were in. Mike broke the kiss
and then said:

"I'll do you first, then you can do me"

"Ok" was all that I had time to say before Mike was pulling my shirt off
and beginning to undo the cord on my board shorts. Once undone, he slipped
his hand inside the elastic of both my shorts and boxers and pulled them
down to my knees. I then lifted up my body and he fully removed them from
my legs.

"You are so beautiful" Mike stated.

"So are you if I do this" and then I proceeded to pull his shirt off of
him and remove his boardies and boxers in one foul swoop. We were both now
naked as the day that we were born, and by the size of both of our
erections, we were also both horny as well.

Mike then started to kiss his way down my body, starting at my ears and
neck, working his way down via my nipples and eventually reaching my 5.5'
erection. He then began to play with my balls, in fact tickling them a
little, but instead of laughing I just moaned my pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, yes Mike" I cooed.

Mike kept tickling my balls as he began to flick his tongue over the tip
of my penis, which was leaking like a tap with a split washer.

Then he engulfed me.

"Oh...that's it Mike...suck me" I demanded.

And that was exactly what he did. He worked his head up and down my shaft
with vigour and passion. He then began to tongue my piss slit like it was
a little pussy, and it was driving me absolutely wild.

"Fuck Mike pleeeeeeeaaaassseee kkeeepp gooooing!!" I uttered.

He continued to suck and poke his tongue in and out of my piss slit as my
impending orgasm began to build in intensity. I was nearly at the point of
Mount Everest when he suddenly stopped sucking and lifted his head off of
my penis.

"Ohhhhhhh, Mike please don't stop; owwwwwwwww," I stammered as my balls
began to contract painfully as my orgasm never reached its peak.

"What's wrong Brad, Blue Balls eh!" Mike asked.

"Yes, and I don't need you to point that out thankyou" I shot back.

I started to give him a look that could kill, but before I got to say
anything else Mike stated "Your turn now".

"As long as you finish me off," I said.

"Deal" Mike replied.

So I moved myself into position and began to do exactly the same actions
as Mike had done earlier. I worked my way down his body, pleasuring the
same body parts as he had earlier, slowly to his 7' erection.

I then did exactly the same as Mike and began to play with his balls in
the same manner as he had with mine earlier. He moaned slightly as I began
to play with them and flick my tongue over his leaking penis.

And then I took as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could and began to
work my head up and down, taking the head plus about three to four inches
of his shaft into my mouth before it hit the back of my throat.

"Brad, keep going You're doing everything right" Mike cooed as I continued
to work up and down the length of his long shaft, making sure to roll my
tongue around and over the head of his penis, stimulating him further into
orgasmic bliss.

It was at this point that I decided to do the same thing as he had done to
me and begin tonguing his piss slit like it was a little pussy. As I began
to tongue his piss slit, Mike began to curse and swear even more than I
was use to hearing from him, but he reassured me through actions that he
was enjoying it.

All of a sudden however Mike began to shake uncontrollably and his cock
began to twitch in my mouth. I lifted my head off of his penis and was
just about to ask him if he was about to cum when the moaned out really
loud and the first shot flew from the tip of his penis and hit me in the
face with tremendous force, and then a second and third began to fly
towards my face. Mike's orgasm had total control over him and the shots
continued to fly out of his penis with tremendous force.

I started to play with his balls and as I did I saw this tremendous shot
of cum fly out of his cock, over my head and land on his own face and that
was when he stopped cumming. Mike shot about 8 times and my face and chest
and his chest were covered with line after line of thick spunk from Mike's
balls.

At this point my cock was bursting to release and without further ado I
straddled Mike and sat on his heaving chest and began to stroke my penis
with absolute abandonment. It took me about 6 strokes and I was cumming
all over Mike's face and upper body. Six shots of my boy spunk flew out of
my penis and landed on Mike, and Mike began to lick up the cum that had
landed on his face. After coming down from my post orgasmic glow, I
started to pick up some of it with my finger and eat it, and that was how
we cleaned up each other.

We then pulled our pants back on and sat there in an embrace that was
passionate and loving.

"I love you Brad".

"And I love you too Mike, and lets never be separated ever" I replied
back.

We sat there for a while just holding each other. In fact we actually fell
asleep and were woken up by someone or something moving in the bushes.
When I saw however that it was just another human being I decided to ask
him what he wanted.

"Hey mate, you want this spot," I said.

"Yeah mate, I was just going to ask if you were going to be here much
longer. Sorry if I woke you up but I was trying to be quiet," the stranger
said.

"It's okay, we were just about to leave, you haven't been waiting here
long have you," I asked.

"Nah mate, just arrived actually. I just want to spend some time with my
new friend"

"I bet she's good looking," I stated, but what I was actually thinking was
'you're fucking gorgeous yourself, wanna join me'!!

"Bloody oath mate, he's the best" He replied, seemingly embarrassed.

"Oh well it was nice to meet you, but my brother has packed everything and
we had better get going" and as I shook his hand I said "by the way, my
name is Brad"

"Nice to meet you Brad, I'm Buzz" He replied.

"See you later Buzz" I yelled back and began to run. There was something
strange with that kid. He looked to be about 19 or 20, and did he say he
or she? It doesn't matter anyway.

"Brad, who was that" Mike asked eagerly.

"Just someone waiting for a friend, his name was funny though, Buzz it
was" I joked.

"That's strange" Mike said, "probably American, but always welcome here".

"Actually I think he was purely Aussie, because he spoke 100% Aussie
slang" I replied.

"It doesn't matter, I'm sure we'll read about him somewhere else, lets go"

And we left. After about five minutes however we rode past a young male
about 17 or 18 walking up the path. That got me really suspicious, but I
never flinched.

And that was our day in the sun. Mike and I arrived in our suburb just
before sunset and rode to the beach for a quick dip before going home for
the evening. That day was probably the best day of my young life, but
little did I realise then that it would be the last of the good days as
the dark ones were just around the corner...

To be continued
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So readers' that is chapter four of Brother's Forever. I would like to
apologise to all those readers out there who have been waiting for this
chapter, but I do have another life somewhere and it has been really busy
of late.

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
to hear from you, otherwise I might not continue the story. (Note: please
put title of story in subject line, thankyou)

Stay tuned, because chapter five, "oh no not again", is coming soon to a
nifty site near you!

FuzzGod
(fuzzgod@hotmail.com)

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