Fantasy Four - I:

Sean & Ryan : Prelude

     Sean was majoring in art -- photography, specifically.  At 17,
he was fresh-faced and could easily have been a model, on the other
side of the lens.  Indeed, Sean had been approached several times,
and not just for modelling...but he had turned down all offers. 
His brother Ryan was 15, just discovering his sexuality and
exploring the new and fascinating sensations he felt towards other
boys, paticularly his handsome older brother.  Both boys were dark-
haired with dark eyes and good physiques.  Ryan knew Sean was gay
and was pretty sure he was too.  The boys had adjoi-ning rooms and
Ryan often sneaked into Sean's room and leafed through his older
brother's fuckbooks.  It wasn't just the images of naked young men,
together and alone, that turned Ryan on.  It had to do with the
fact that Sean was turned on by them too.     Ryan was curious, as
most 15-year-olds are, about his body, and he enjoyed experimenting
with himself; discovering what felt good to him, what excited him. 
He would spend hours alone in his room, at least once a day,
feeling his penis as it got hard and stiff in his hands.  Up and
down his smooth shaft he'd stroke himself, rubbing his cockhead and
caressing his dickshaft.  He'd stroke his chest and watch as his
nipples grew hard and erect, until they felt like little bullets in
his chest.  He fondled his balls, stroking them and rolling them
gently and softly between his fingertips.   He played with his
asshole, poking his finger into his sensitive young fuckhole, not
quite realizing how turned on he was getting.  He didn't understand
what drove him to mast-urbate so regularly, all he understood was
the pleasure that made him feel so good.  The orgasm, the crashing,
intense orgasm that came when he finally allowed himself to cum, to
let the torrent of sweet, creamy, sticky boyjuice come gushing out
of his swollen cockhead...that was what young Ryan understood.
     One time, Sean came home unexpectedly early.  Ryan quickly
closed himself in the mutual closet that connected both rooms.
Inside the dim closet, Ryan had a clear view through the louvres of
the closet door.  He heard Sean go into his bedroom and flop down
on the bed.  Ryan could see Sean on the bed, lying with his long
legs open, on his back.  Sean was dressed in tight jeans with a
button fly, a white t-shirt and his leather biker jacket. As Ryan
watched, fascinated, Sean began to unbutton his jeans slowly with
one hand while his other hand disappeared under his tight white t-
shirt.  He stroked his chest beneath his shirt, rubbing his chest
and nipples until they stood hard and erect from his chest.  
     Inside the closet, Ryan felt his cock stiffen.  He felt stra-
ngely excited, more than he'd ever felt before.  He had never
watched his brother jerking off before, though he was sure Sean had
probably watched him.  In fact, Ryan was confident that Sean had
seen him jerking off before, and Ryan felt even more excited at the
thought of Sean getting horny over him.  Sean was moaning softly
now, licking his fingertips as he stroked himself.  By now, Sean's
jeans were completely undone and Sean's right hand was down the
front of his white y-front underwear, the kind Ryan knew Sean
always wore.  The kind Ryan saw Sean slip on this morn-ing.  The
kind Ryan wore.  Sean's left hand had pushed up his white t-shirt,
and Sean pinched his nipples, stroking his chest. This, thought
Ryan, was better than any of Sean's fuckbooks...and Ryan began to
masturbate slowly.
     Sean stopped stroking himself for a moment, stood up, and
wriggled out of his jeans.  Then, he slipped off his jacket and
peeled off his t-shirt.  He stood there a while, naked except for
his briefs, admiring himself.  Then he turned his back to the
closet and stripped out of his white briefs, revealing his lusc-
ious asscheeks.  Ryan drew in his breath sharply.  He had seen his
brother naked before, but never had Sean's naked body turned him on
so much -- not like this.  Sean was dressed in a form-fit-tingly
revealing jockstrap.  This too excited Ryan, though he did not
understand why...after all, he wore one himself; yet until now, he
had never been turned on by jockstraps or underwear.  Now was
different.  Now, the sight of his brother wearing only a jock that
barely concealed his sizable erection excited Ryan to no end.  Sean
slipped his leather biker's jacket back on and got back on the bed,
half-lying, half-sitting.  He then proceeded to stroke his
cockemeat again, this time shoving both hands inside his already-
packed jock.
     Ryan closed his eyes and breathed deeply, silently.  The smell
of Sean's clothes, the smell of the older boy's cologne, the smell
of his older brother's body -- all hung in the air of the closet. 
It was a warm, comforting smell that both relaxed and aroused Ryan. 
He opened his eyes again and saw Sean lying prostrate on the bed,
his gigantic throbbing penis in full view. He had discarded his
jockstrap and it lay on the pillow beside Sean's head.  With one
hand stroking his dick, Sean picked up his soiled jockstrap and
sniffed it, rubbing it all over his face. Ryan couldn't believe it. 
Glancing around the closet, Ryan spied a pair of white briefs
hanging out of Sean's clothes hamper.    With trembling hands, Ryan
quietly brought the soiled briefs to his face and inhaled
tentatively.  The intense smell of a hot, sweaty, teenage boy's
crotch filled his senses and he reeled with pleasure.  Moving now
to his own laundry hamper, Ryan fished out a pair of his own
briefs.  He had just put them there yesterday, and he knew they
were badly in need of a wash.  Greedily, he cov-ered his face with
them and sniffed.  He stifled a groan of plea-sure as his mouth
watered with desire.  The inimitable aroma of a hot young stud-
horse's underwear was strong and unmistakably masc-uline.  Ryan
turned back to watch Sean and saw Sean with his own jockstrap in
his mouth, tasting the material.  Ryan opened his mouth and slipped
first his own then Sean's soiled, sweaty under-wear into his mouth. 
The taste was indescribable.  Salty and sweet all at once, it was
a taste that Ryan wanted to taste again and again.
     Sean's eyes were closed and he was moaning softly.  His mouth
was open and he was stroking himself with both hands.  Ryan wat-
ched his brother masturbating and wondered how it would feel to
touch Sean, to feel him, to pleasure him.  He wondered if all the
feelings he was experiencing as he stroked himself were anything
like what Sean felt as he lay masturbating on the bed scarce feet
away.
     Sean began to stroke himself faster.  His movements became
more urgent, more insistent.  Ryan's eyes grew wide as he watched
his brother's mounting orgasm.  Sean's moans turned to grunts of
pleasure as his hips bucked on the bed.  Then, with a little cry,
Sean began to shoot loads of cum onto himself.  Ryan could hardly
believe what he was seeing.  Sean shot a load up his chest and his
neck to his face, splashing himself with cum.  He slot two more
loads before stopping.  Ropes of cum spurted from the blood-red tip
of his engorged cock.  Rivulets of hot cum streaked his face and
chest, matting his hair and running in thick streams on-to the bed.
     Then Sean did something that amazed Ryan even more.  Sean
began to wipe the cum off his body and let it drip from his hands
onto his face and into his mouth.  Ryan was turned on beyond all
levels now, and it was all he could do to prevent himself from
shooting off right then and there.  What did Sean's boy-cum taste
like, wondered Ryan.  Did it taste like Ryan's?  Ryan had sampled
his own juice many times.  He loved the sticky-sweetness of it, and
the creamy texture as it slid down his throat.
     Fighting back the urge to burst in and help lick the older boy
clean, Ryan quietly slipped back into his room and lay back on his
own bed, exhilarated.  He resolved to come out to Sean, and soon. 
Why hadn't he told him before?  It was so easy and safe that Ryan
was amazed he hadn't thought of it before.
     Reaching down, Ryan began to masturbate again.


Fantasy Four - II:

Sean & Ryan : Solo

     Ryan lay back on his bed, the soft afternoon light filtering
through the curtains, bathing his naked young body in a soft glow. 
He had managed to delay his orgasm while watching his big brother
Sean jerking off, and now Ryan's raging hard-on demanded attention
and satisfaction.  Ryan fantasized as he jerked himself off; he
thought about how it would feel to stroke his brother's cock and
how it would feel when Sean stroked him.  Ryan imagined lying in
bed with Sean, feeling his body and Sean's pressed toge-ther
tightly.  The way their bodies would fit into one another. He
thought about kissing Sean: not just an ordinary everyday kiss he
sometimes gave Sean; a deep, searching kiss he had never given
anyone before.  Passionate, open-mouthed tongue-fuckings, their
mouthes and lips clamped tightly together in carnal bliss.   The
ceiling fan turned lazily, barely stirring the suddenly languid air
in Ryan's bedroom.  The temperature in the room had turned abruptly
noticeably warmer, yet Ryan shivered -- likely in anticipation.  He
still had the two pairs of soiled underwear with him, and they lay
within easy reach of him on the pillow beside his head.  Ryan
picked up his brother's and placed it back in his own mouth,
chewing and tasting the material.  He couldn't help but sniff at
the cotton pouch, inhaling the intoxicating smell of Sean's crotch. 
It smelled a lot like his own crotch, hot and sexy, the salty tang
of male sweat mixed with the rich aroma of teenage cum.  He rubbed
his own damp soiled underwear all over his trim young chest,
feeling his erect nipples and mas-saging his pectoral muscles.  He
turned his nose down to his own armpit and sniffed, inhaling the
very masculine odor of his own young sweat.  Slowly, tentatively,
he extended his tongue out and licked his armpit.  The wet tickling
sensation excited him as his hot wet tongue snaked through his
sparse underarm hair, licking out the sweat.
     One hand on his massive loverod, the other up and behind his
head to expose his ripe armpit, Ryan stroked and licked himself,
imagining what it would be like to do this with Sean.  Sean had a
lot more hair under his arms, and Ryan would really enjoy licking
out his brother's armpits, smelling and tasting them.  Ryan was
really getting turned on by the smells and tastes of his own body,
and he was sure he would be just as turned on by the smells and
tastes of another boy's body -- especially his big brother's. He
began to lick other parts of his body, any part he could get his
mouth on.  He licked his arms and sucked on his fingertips, one at
a time.  He bent over and licked the inside of his thighs,
massaging his calf muscles.  Ryan had been on the track team at
school and his legs were well muscled.  Perfect for fucking, he
thought as he caressed his hips and squeezed his asscheeks.  He
licked the soles of his feet, sucking on his toes, one at a time.
All the time, he was thinking of Sean, and how much he'd love to do
this all with Sean.
     Gradually, Ryan began stroking himself faster.  Frantically he
pumped his throbbingly hard cockmeat.  He wanted to shoot his cum
onto his chest, just like Sean had done.  Then he felt the familiar
itch at the base of his prick.  His entire shaft went incredibly
rigid, harder than he'd ever felt it.  His churning balls throbbed
as they drew up close to his body.  An indescri-bable feeling of
intense pleasure began to spread and intensify throughout his groin
as the cum rushed up his throbbing cock shaft.  The head of his
dick was swollen with blood as he fever-ishly fingered the
hypersensitive ridge with his saliva-coated fingertips.  He wished
it was Sean's tongue and not just his own fingers that was
ravishing his prick and urging him to cum.  He wished it was Sean's
tight ass that was gripping his raging shaft instead of just his
own hands.  That would be the only thing to heighten the sensations
of pure pleasure Ryan was feeling.       Then, Ryan began
orgasming.  Grinding his hips into the matt-ress, his achingly
hardened cock shot loads and loads of hot cum-cream onto his body. 
Ryan pumped out what seemed to him like gallons of boiling boyjuice
from his overheated cock and balls. His molten manjuice hit him
full in the face, coating his face with deliciously slimy sperm-
sauce, matting his hair and running in streams over his chest and
shoulders.  He opened his mouth and caught several salvos of thick
creamy cum in his mouth, his hips bucking with fervent desire, the
cum spraying all over the bed like some obscene firehose spray. 
Ryan felt like it would never end, and he hoped that it wouldn't. 
He had never had an orgasm that intense before in his life; he felt
like his whole body was in orgasm as he spewed out his cum all over
the place.
     When the waves of pleasure finally subsided and the geyser of
fresh fuckjuice finally died down, Ryan lay on his bed, feeling
completely spent.  There was cum everywhere; on his legs, on his
chest, his arms, his face, his hair, in his mouth, in his throat,
on his tongue, the bed, the sheets, the floor...inside the mutual
closet that connected both rooms, Sean's eyes grew wide at the
spectacle.  Now, he thought, now I definitely want him.  I'm going
to have him.  Sean slipped back into his own room and patt-ed the
thick bulge in his jockstrap.
     Yes, they both thought, I'm definitely going to have a talk
with my brother...


Fantasy Four - III:

Sean & Ryan: Duet and Finale

     It had been four months since Ryan and Sean first confessed
their deep-seated love for one another.  The memories of that first
night of passionate sex still made them both feel hot all over. 
The very night after Ryan had told Sean how he felt for the older
boy, the two randy teenagers had made love together. They lay in
each other's arms, naked, in Sean's big bed.  The cool, crisp
sheets felt comforting against their overheated, sex-flushed
bodies.  Sean always knew his little brother was gay, but resisted
and suppressed his own homoerotic desires for the young-er boy. 
Now, things were different.  Ryan wanted him as much as he wanted
Ryan, and it was all out in the open.
     Sean kissed his brother's full luscious lips and was plea-
santly suprised to find Ryan's tongue working its way back into the
older boy's mouth.  In response, Sean slipped his own tongue into
Ryan's mouth and the two boys tongue-fucked each other; probing,
exploring, tasting, licking.  Sean clutched at Ryan's body,
massaging his sibling's chest, pinching the erect nipples.  Ryan
reached around and manhandled his brother's asscheeks, squeezing
them and stroking them.  Their aching, swollen rods were pressed
together between them, throbbing side by side.  They wrapped their
legs around each other, entwining themselves in one another's
embraces.
     They went on from embraces to more carnal pleasures.  Throw-
ing back the covers, the night air raised the gooseflesh on their
bare skin as they untangled themselves. Ryan kissed his brother's
neck, tonguing the sensitive Adam's apple as he licked Sean's
throat.  Sean lay back, enjoying the tongue-bath he was getting.
The smell of Sean's body excited Ryan, just as he had hoped it
would.  Ryan moved from Sean's neck to his shoulders, licking them
all over until they glowed in the pale moonlight.  Sean sighed in
ecstasy, lightly stroking the back of his little brother's neck. 
Sean was enraptured with his brother's oral attentions.  
     Gently, Ryan lifted Sean's arms back up over his head until
Sean's hairy armpits were exposed fully.  The overpoweringly
masculine smell of Sean's armpits hit both boys almost immediately,
and Ryan felt his erection rise even more.  Drunk on the smell of
his brother's body, Ryan ran his hot wet tongue through Sean's ripe
pits, savoring the tangy sweat.  It was everything Ryan had hoped
for and more.  Sean could barely believe how good it felt to have
his armpits licked out.  He had always gotten off on his own body's
flavors, and sweaty pairs of underwear were always a big turn-on
for him, so it seemed logical that having his little brother
sweatlick him should turn him on.  Still, Sean hadn't counted on it
feeling quite this good.
     Ryan began sucking on his brother's erect tits now, first one
and then the other.  The hard buds of Sean's chest stood out hard
and stiff from Sean's well-developed pectoral muscles.  Slowly,
sensually, Ryan licked his way down his brother's body to Sean's
navel, all the while massaging his brother's stiff hard-on.  Poking
his tongue into the older boy's belly button, Ryan mouthed his
brother, sweeping his tongue in wide, wet strokes all around Sean's
quivering belly, leaving wet trails of saliva all over his
brother's torso.  Sean sighed and ran his hands through his
brother's chestnut-brown hair.  By the time Ryan had licked his way
down to Sean's crotch, Sean was really turned on, and begged Ryan
in a hoarse whisper to give him head.
     "Take me, Ryan...take my stiff throbbing dick into your
mouth...I know you want it...eat me...please, Ryan..."  moaned
Sean.
     Ryan stopped tonguing Sean and looked up.  Their eyes locked
and Ryan smiled a warm sexy grin.  Ever so slowly, he slipped his
brother's rock-hard cock into his young, wet, eager mouth, never
for an instant taking his gaze from Sean's dark eyes.  Ryan was
savoring this moment.  At this very second, he had the power to
please his older brother in the best sort of way.  It was obvious
that Sean needed to get sucked off badly, and Ryan knew that his
brother was completely vulnerable, totally subject to the younger
boy's power.  For a single fleeting instant, Ryan remembered all
the awful things Sean had done to him in the past, and considered
getting retribution by refusing to take Sean over the edge...but
then, Ryan also recalled the times Sean had stuck up for him, and
then Ryan knew in that instant that he loved Sean more than any
other boy in the world.  Slowly, so as to prolong the pleasure for
as long as possible, Ryan slid his brother's prick into his own
mouth.
     Sean groaned with pleasure.  He had never felt so good, and it
was his own brother that was giving him this pleasure!  Sean rolled
over, straddling his brother's face.  In this position, Sean fucked
his way down his brother's throat.  Ryan looked up at him, his big
brown eyes taking on that puppy-dog look that made Sean so horny. 
Without pulling his cock out of Ryan's eagerly slurping mouth, Sean
rotated himself around until he was facing Ryan's raging erection.
The intoxicating smell of a hot teenaged male in heat rose from
between Ryan's sleek muscled legs.  Sean marveled at how well-toned
younger sibling's thighs were.  Beads of perspiration rolled down
Ryan's thighs as Sean caressed the muscular limbs of his brother's
body.  Sean licked his lips and placed the overheated head of
Ryan's swollen cock in his mouth.   As he did this,  Sean felt Ryan
suck him deep into his young throat.  Sean's eyes grew wide with
suprise, and a moan of pleasure escaped his lips -- his little
brother was deep-throating him like an experienced cocksucker!  All
the way in, Sean's cock was engulfed completely in a hot moist
cavern.  Then, Ryan reached around his brother's thighs and tucked
first one then both of Sean's balls into his mouth, filling his
cheeks with the big nuts of Sean's ballsac.  Sean sucked Ryan
voraciously, licking and tonguing Ryan's virgin cockshaft, all the
while squeezing the younger boy's asscheeks.  Sean could feel
Ryan's pulse as he held Ryan's cock in his mouth.  Neither boy had
ever expected it to feel quite so good, but it did.  So good that
Ryan and Sean were soon close to mutual orgasm.
     Neither boy could hold back much longer, and each began to
suck the other harder and faster.  Spasms of pleasure washed over
the two boys as they shot their creamy loads into each other. Ryan
felt Sean's shaft go super-hard inside his throat, and had pulled
back a little so he would be able to catch some of the cream he had
longed for so long on his tongue before it all went down his hungry
throat.  Sean's spermsauce splashed all over Ryan's mouth, coating
the oral cavity with a thick layer of rich creamy cum.  Ryan moaned
and groaned with ecstasy as the precious teenage fuckjuice filled
his cheeks, washing over his teeth and drowning his tongue.  As the
manjuice slid down his throat, Ryan felt nourished like he'd never
felt before, satisfied in a way he never felt before, aroused like
he never believed possible.    Meanwhile, Sean's tongue swirled
feverishly around the head of Ryan's young fuckpole, chewing on the
head until it shot its virgin load of fresh young boyjuice.  When
that first spurt of Ryan's boiling sperm hit Sean's tastebuds, it
was as if a bolt of electricity had hit Sean.  The older boy's
libido was electrified with the exquisite taste of his younger
brother's sweet male honey.  Sean knew well how much cum young boys
like Ryan could produce, and the older boy was looking forward to
the geyser of hot male cumcream his brother was sure to provide. 
And it wasn't long before Ryan's cockpole began spewing out a
steady stream of well-heated cumjuice.  Sean began gulping
greedily, his throat struggling to keep up with the seemingly
inexhaustible supply of cum flowing out of the engorged cockhead of
his brother's sexrod. It wasn't easy, but Sean enjoyed every hard
minute of it.
     Both boys were drunk on each other's spermsauce, and gulped
each other's offerings with wild sexual abandon until both boys had
finally been exhausted of each other's cumjuices.  As the force of
their first mutual orgasm subsided, both boys knew that there would
be more times ahead.  Better times.  Times when they would once
again share the brotherly lust and love that was now such an
integral part of their lives together.  

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|    \   /     love + pride + strength + unity = freedom        |
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|      V       Chris Chin     hcchin@civil.watstar.uwaterloo.ca |