Date: Fri, 3 Sep 2010 14:40:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: While Minding Kevin - 7

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While Minding Kevin - 7

Shaun had an uneasy feeling in his stomach as he parked his scooter, but
when he looked over at Brad, his heart melted. "He's so amazing," Shaun
thought as Brad's smile widened.

"Thought we were going to have to leave without you," Brad teased as he
walked up.

"Hey, I'm only five minutes late, so don't give me any crap!" Shaun
chuckled.

Brad stepped closer and looked like he wanted to give Shaun a hug. "I
dreamt about you last night," he said playfully.

"You did, huh?" Shaun smiled, "Was it rated PG-13?"

"Nah uh, more like triple X," Brad laughed.

Shaun pulled the key out from the ignition of his scooter and walked toward
the gift shop to stow his backpack. "You can tell me all about it at
lunch," he grinned.

Brad smiled, "Okay, but I better warn you, it might cause unintended
consequences."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, maybe swelling in certain regions."

Shaun smiled, "I think I can handle it."

"Yeah, handling it usually works!" Brad grinned.

Shaun laughed.

* * * *

Three hours later, the boys sat on a decorative bench overlooking the
lake. The first tour run had gone well, and with work done until the next
one, they could take a break.

"How can you eat that?" Shaun asked with a disgusted look, watching Brad
working on a gyro sandwich dripping grease.

"It's good," Brad mumbled, taking another big bite.

Shaun sighed and unwrapped his chicken salad sub with fresh lettuce and
tomato.

There were smiles and jokes as the boy's ate. Brad told of his dream the
night before and how he couldn't stop himself from jerking off the moment
he woke up.

"I shot this huge gob into the mattress, you should have seen it! It was a
fucking mess!" Brad laughed.

Shaun grinned.

"So how about you, did you jerk off last night? Were you thinking about
me?"

Shaun smiled. "Yeah, I thought about you, but I didn't jerk off." He didn't
know what else to say. He couldn't bring himself to tell Brad what had gone
on between him and his brother.

"Can you get away tonight?" Brad asked hopefully.

Shaun thought a moment. "I don't think so. Kevin will want some attention."

Brad showed his disappointment. He put a hand between his legs and adjusted
his dick. "You have no idea how bad I want your ass," he said with a
playful look.

Shaun laughed.

"Come on, just for a little while," Brad begged.

Shaun blushed, unsure what to say.

"Tell Kevin we're going to meet some friends. Promise we'll bring him pizza
or something!"

"We wouldn't have much time."

"That doesn't matter."

"You must really be horny," Shaun grinned.

"Say `yes' and I'll figure out someplace where we can go."

Shaun had to smile at Brad's eagerness. Anticipation was in his eyes, his
whole body seemed tense, apparently waiting for Shaun's answer. It reminded
Shaun of Kevin when he was little, begging him to take him to the park.

Shaun sighed. "Okay."

"Yes!!!" Brad laughed.

"But we're not going to do it in the bushes someplace."

"Damn, I guess that means my backyard is out," Brad laughed.

Shaun rolled his eyes.

* * * *

The last passenger had left the boat after the second tour. Shaun went to
his locker in the back of the gift shop building to grab his pack. His cell
phone was blinking. "Missed call," he thought as he flipped it open. There
was a voicemail message from an unfamiliar number.

"This message is for Shaun McGrath. Please call the emergency department at
St. Agnes hospital, your brother Kevin is here."

His heart skipped a beat and fear ran through him. "Fuck," Shaun said to
himself as he hurried to dial the number. "Be okay, please be okay," he
repeated over and over as he waited for the call to go through.

"Thank you for calling St. Agnes hospital, please stay on the line and your
call will be answered in the order it was received."

"Shit, shit, shit," Shaun cursed as he dialed again and got the same
message. He felt his heart pounding as adrenaline rushed through him, his
hand started to shake. He was about to dial a third time. "Fuck it!" he
said, and snapped the phone closed. He knew he had to get over there.

He hurried out of the store, nearly knocking Brad down as they collided
just outside the door.

"What the...?" Brad started to laugh, but stopped when he saw the look on
Shaun's face.

"Kevin's in the hospital. I've got to go!"

"I'll drive you," Brad said without hesitation.

* * * *

By the time the guys got to the emergency department, Shaun was white faced
with worry. An employee tried to calm him, but he rudely demanded that he
be allowed to see his brother.

"Only if you settle down," the clerk said with a stern look.

He was about to say something even more rude when Brad took his
arm. "Shaun, chill!" he said softly but firmly. Shaun looked back, the
expression on Brad's face was reassuring, "It'll be all right," he
whispered.

Calmer, Shaun apologized. "I'm just worried," he admitted.

"He's this way," the young woman said gently.

Shaun still hadn't been told what his brother was doing in the emergency
department. His mind went over the possibilities, and kept thinking the
worst. As the curtain was pulled back he half expected to see Kevin tied to
machines with bags of stuff hanging all around, and a bunch of docs working
on him.

"About time!" Kevin said with a giggle and a wide smile.

Shaun took in the scene and instantly relaxed. Kevin was sitting upright on
a gurney, his back supported by the raised bed. His right pants leg was
pushed up to his knee and his ankle was bulging with what looked like a
cold compress wrapped and held tight by stretchy bandages.

"You're the second person that's said that today," Shaun mumbled, looking
back at Brad. "So what the fuck happened?"

"I slid into home plate," Kevin said with a sheepish look.

"Did you break it?"

"Home plate? Kevin asked with a confused look.

"No, your ankle, dufus!"

Kevin chuckled, "they took some pictures, but nobody's told me yet."

Shaun walked up and gave his brother a hug. "You scared the crap out of me
you little shit!" he whispered tenderly in his ear and snuggled him close.

"Sorry, the playground people brought me over; they said they wanted to
make sure."

The tension gone, Brad spoke up. "I'll head back to the boat," he said with
a look toward Shaun. "I'll tell Rob what happened. I can cover your job and
Rob can do the narration thing."

Shaun nodded; thankful Brad was helping him out. "Sorry we can't get that
pizza tonight," he said with a touch of sadness.

"Yeah, me too," Brad sighed, "I was really looking forward to that!"

Shaun held back a smirk.

"Pizza?" Kevin's face brightened up.

"Never mind," Shaun said as he turned back to his brother.

* * * *

Shaun listened carefully as a young doctor spoke to Kevin.

"There aren't any broken bones, but you have a nasty sprain."

"When can I play ball again?" Kevin asked with a bite of his lower lip.

"Ten days, maybe longer."

Kevin got a shocked look. "Ten days?"

"The swelling needs to go down and then we'll see after that."

Kevin nodded sadly.

"I see you're a diabetic."

Kevin nodded.

"Well, you probably already know it takes longer for diabetics to heal,
right?"

Kevin looked at Shaun.

"This is all kind of new to him, I mean, the diabetes thing."

"Oh, okay, well here's the deal. Your whole system is altered by the
diabetes, your immune system and a bunch of other things and over time
there can be nerve damage, especially in your legs and feet. There's not
too much to worry about now, but you have to be real careful and take care
of your feet. Always wear shoes; we don't want any cuts or things like
that."

Kevin had a worried look.

"You're going to be fine. I promise!" the doctor smiled.

"Until I get him home," Shaun joked.

Kevin glared at him and stuck out his tongue.

* * * *

The city park worker who had taken Kevin to the hospital saw that Kevin and
Shaun had a ride home. Kevin clumsily made his way into the house, his
ankle wrapped tightly with a bandage, supporting himself on a pair of
aluminum crutches.

"How am I going to get to my room?"

"Turn around and sit on the stairs, then scoot your butt up a step at a
time."

"I never would have thought of that," Kevin giggled.

"That's the way you used to do it when you were little," Shaun smiled.

With that, the guys settled back into a familiar routine. Shaun got Kevin
settled into a chair in the living room and got supper started. The
hospital had tested his blood sugar and given him his evening dose of
insulin. The doctor had insisted on doing it before Kevin was allowed to
leave.

As Shaun cleared the dishes from the table Kevin looked his way. "How am I
going to pee?" he asked with a blush.

"Sitting down like a girl I guess," Shaun shrugged and rinsed the plates.

Kevin made a face, "This just gets worse and worse," he sighed.

Shaun laughed.

* * * *

It took a bit of work, but finally about nine, Kevin was in bed and
settled.

"Does it still hurt?" Shaun asked as his brother stared at him a bit glassy
eyed.

"Not so much now."

"That must be some good shit in those pills," Shaun smiled, "you look
totally stoned!"

Kevin nodded, his eyelids fluttering.

Shaun pushed a few strands of hair out his brother's face. "Remember, I'm
just next door," he whispered as Kevin struggled to stay awake a few
minutes longer.

Shaun leaned close and kissed him softly on the forehead. Kevin's eyelids
fluttered one last time and he was fast asleep.

Shaun tucked the light blanket around his brother and headed out of the
room. He looked back as he turned out the light. "Sleep tight buddy," he
whispered.

"Need to call mom and dad," Shaun thought heading to his room. He glanced
at his watch. "In the morning, he thought, remembering the time
difference. "Besides, it won't be a fun conversation!"

* * * *

Shaun was up early the following morning. He made the call to his parents
and was relieved that all in all they took things well. They asked to speak
to Kevin but Shaun told them he was still sleeping. They told him to call
again when Kevin was awake so they could talk with him. Then he called the
tour office and told them he wouldn't be in. The manager said she kind of
expected that would be the case, but warned that they needed him and he
better work on things so he could be there the next day.

"No problem," Shaun agreed.

Kevin woke about nine and managed to scoot down the stairs and hobble into
the kitchen.

"Pancakes?" he asked hopefully.

Shaun thought a moment, "Okay," he said without much enthusiasm knowing it
would be more work than cereal and toast. "How's the foot?"

"It hurts," Kevin said softly, dropping onto a chair.

"The same as yesterday? Better? Worse?"

"About the same."

"What did you test today?"

"I forgot," Kevin mumbled.

"You forgot the number?"

"I forgot to do it."

"You know better than that!" Shaun said sternly.

Kevin shrank back in the chair.

"You test on time, everyday, no excuses! Got it?" Shaun scolded.

Kevin looked at the floor.

"I said, got it?" Shaun shot him a penetrating look.

"Okay, okay," Kevin mumbled.

"Look at me," Shaun demanded.

Kevin looked up.

"This is your life we're talking about. This isn't like leaving your school
books in your locker. This is serious shit!"

Kevin squirmed.

Shaun gave him another long look.

"Okay, I got it," Kevin said softly in way of apology.

Shaun gave him a final stare and headed upstairs. He brought the stuff down
so that Kevin could test himself and then readied a dose of insulin. Kevin
timidly raised his shirt offering up his stomach.

Shaun pinched a spot near his brother's side and stuck the needle in. Kevin
winced, but didn't say anything.

"I don't know how you stand to take it there," Shaun whispered as he pulled
the needle out.

"It's about the same there as any place else," Kevin said quietly,
apparently still feeling the effect of being scolded.

Shaun tenderly ran his hand through Kevin's matted and somewhat
greasy-looking hair. "You're a mess, you know that?" he whispered lovingly.

"Yeah, I guess. You'll have to help me in the shower."

"There's that old metal stool in the garage by Dad's workbench. After
breakfast we can put it in the shower and you can sit down."

"Yeah, that would work," Kevin's face brightened and he smiled.

* * * *

Kevin pulled down his underwear and hopped the few steps over to the
shower. Shaun held one arm and he used the other to grab the bathroom
counter. The water was on and he felt to make sure it was the right
temperature.

"Okay," he said, glancing at Shaun as he sat down on the stool.

Shaun handed him a bar of soap and a washcloth and then pulled the curtain
closed. "Holler when you're done," he called.

"Okay!" Kevin said loudly over the sound of the spray.

Fifteen minutes later Shaun toweled Kevin dry as he leaned back against the
counter. When Shaun got to his hair, Kevin laughed when his brother left it
a tangled bird's nest.

"Here," Shaun said with a grin, tossing fresh boxers into Kevin's face.

"Ass wipe!" Kevin giggled catching them a second too late.

Shaun laughed and handed him a clean T-Shirt.

"I'll be downstairs," Shaun said turning to go.

"My foot really hurts again. Can I have some more medicine?" Kevin asked
softly.

"Sure, I'll get you a pill and glass of water."

* * * *

Kevin spent the rest of the morning in his room playing video games. "This
sucks," he groaned after a couple of hours. He was bored and wished he was
at the park with his friends.

"Ready for lunch?" Shaun asked as he walked through the bedroom door.

"Not really, I'm not very hungry."

Shaun sat down on Kevin's bed. "Well, you need to eat something."

Kevin sighed.

Shaun scooted down to the floor and wrapped an arm around his brother. "Are
you doing okay?"

"I'm bored."

"Yeah, I figured that! If your foot is better tomorrow you can go to the
park. No softball, but there's probably other stuff you can do."

Kevin brightened up. "Maybe they'll let me umpire, call balls and strikes."

"Now you're talking," Shaun laughed.

Lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Shaun allowed Kevin a
small bowl of ice cream for desert.

"Want to watch some baseball on T.V?" Shaun asked as he wiped the table
clean.

"I hate being inside."

"Maybe we can fix that."

* * * *

A half hour later Kevin settled into the chaise lounge in the
backyard. Shaun had rigged power to his laptop which sat on the patio
table. The built in television tuner allowed them to watch over 300
channels, the image wasn't the best, but it worked.

"Scoot over," Shaun urged as he snuggled in next to his brother. Kevin
giggled and made room, his leg outstretched and his ankle resting on a
pillow. The boys sat for several hours as the game dragged on.

"Damn, I really need to pee," Kevin whined softly and tossed his head back
against the chair. It was obvious he didn't want to get up, struggle with
his crutches, and make his way to the bathroom.

"I'll be right back," Shaun said, and hurried off. A few moments later he
came back carrying a plastic milk jug.

Kevin's eyes got wide. He giggled, "What's that for?"

"What do you think, stupid?"

"I'm supposed to pee in that?"

Shaun nodded, "Or get your ass up and do it in the house."

Kevin looked around the yard. It was surrounded by a wooden fence and in
some places a shoulder high hedge. He paused only a moment before
answering. "Give it here," he said with a blush.

Shaun watched as his brother pulled his dick out from the slit in his
boxers and then put the head of his cock inside the bottle. He grunted
once, apparently to get things going, and then there was the steady sound
of water filling the jug.

When Kevin looked his way, Shaun turned as if to give him more privacy, but
to be honest, a guy sitting in the backyard with his dick out wasn't really
going to have much privacy any way you looked at it.

Finally the sound of peeing stopped.

"Finished?" Shaun asked, reaching for the bottle.

"Yeah, thanks." Kevin sighed.

Shaun grinned, raised the thing up, and looked at the contents. "You really
did have to go!" he joked as his brother's face turned pink.

* * * *

It was late afternoon when Brad arrived at the McGrath's. He rang the bell
and waited. Some time passed and he rang again. He had Shaun's scooter in
the back of his pick up truck. He thought Shaun would appreciate having it
back home.

Getting no response, he went back to his truck and pulled into the
driveway. He got out and thought he'd try the back door before just
unloading the scooter and leaving it near the garage. As he walked through
the gate he saw the reason why the bell had gone unanswered.

Shaun and Kevin were curled in the chaise lounge just like he and Shaun had
been a few nights earlier. Shaun's head was back, his eyes closed. Kevin
was curled in his arms, also fast asleep.

The tenderness of the scene was obvious. "That's so cute," Brad thought,
taking a second look. Kevin seemed even younger and more childlike curled
in his brother's arms like that.

He considered waking them, but then decided he wouldn't. Instead, he
quietly left the yard, unloaded the scooter, and left it in a safe
place. He looked into the yard one last time. Kevin was snuggled closer
than before. Brad shook his head gently, smiled, and left.

* * * *

"Wake up," Shaun said softly as he gently rocked Kevin back and forth a
couple of times.

Kevin slowly opened his eyes, yawned, and looked up. "Must of fell asleep,"
he yawned again.

"Me too," Shaun smiled.

"It's late, time for supper and all that good stuff."

Kevin nodded.

Before long the sun was going down and evening had arrived.

* * * *

Shaun lay awake in his bed staring at the ceiling. He couldn't get the
feeling of Kevin snuggled in his arms in the warm afternoon sun out of his
mind. "He was so soft and cuddly," Shaun thought remembering how happy he
felt when he woke up realizing they had slept together for the first time
in years.

"We used to do that all the time," he recalled. The feelings of
contentment, and happiness he had experienced that afternoon returned.

Shaun lay a bit longer and then pulled the sheet back and got out of
bed. He was naked. He considered putting on some shorts but didn't. The
feel of the carpet under his feet was familiar, the air on his cock and
balls wasn't.

He gently pushed Kevin's door open. The light from the moon streamed in the
window and the glow from the bathroom night light came through the door. He
stood in the doorway and looked at Kevin.

"You couldn't sleep either?" Kevin asked softly.

"No, I guess that nap this afternoon did it," Shaun whispered.

Kevin sat up.

The boys looked at one another for a long moment, each no doubt wondering
what the other was thinking.

Shaun saw Kevin's eyes drift downward, clearly looking at his dick.

Seconds passed. "I'm getting hard," Kevin whispered, staring back into his
brother's eyes.

Shaun's cock stirred.

They looked a moment longer.

Kevin reached under the sheet, his eyes pleading. Shaun's cock had risen;
it was now standing firmly in the air. Kevin pushed the sheet away showing
himself.

Shaun looked at his brother's dick, standing erect and throbbing. Their
eyes met again. Slowly he walked over to Kevin's bed and Kevin made room
for him. They settled into one another's arms.

As they hugged, Kevin made a soft whimpering sound. "I was so scared when
they took me to the hospital," he whispered in Shaun's ear as he squeezed
him tight.

"I know," Shaun whispered back, and held him close.

* * * *

Kevin lay back and his brother leaned over him and kissed him softly. Shaun
seemed to want to kiss him all over. He couldn't help but smile when Shaun
kissed him on the neck and then sucked the spot a little.

"Are you trying to give me a hickie?" Kevin laughed.

Shaun chuckled, "No, do you want one?"

"Better not," Kevin smiled.

The kisses continued, with Shaun pausing to lick both of his brother's
nipples. His tongue swirled around each and then he continued down his
chest until he reached his belly button.

"That tickles," Kevin giggled.

Shaun made sure it was wet and then moved lower.

Kevin sucked in a breath when Shaun licked the end of his dick. He raised
his crotch up, eagerly offering his cock to his brother's mouth. Shaun
gently pulled Kevin's foreskin back and washed the soft pink head with
spit.

"Oh," Kevin sighed. He pushed up, easing his penis into Shaun's
mouth. "That feels so good," he whispered as Shaun worked the head, then
the shaft, and back to the head again. He spread his legs to give his
brother more room.

"Aaah!" Kevin jerked when Shaun accidentally bumped his ankle, pain
shooting through him.

"Sorry," Shaun said looking up.

Kevin nodded toward his dick, "just keep going!"

Shaun put his head back down and let Kevin slide his cock between his lips
again. The boy pumped in and out, using his brother's mouth like a hole.

"God, your mouth is soooo good," Kevin purred as he held Shaun's head tight
against his crotch. The sound of sucking, slurping, and heavier breathing
filled the quiet.

Shaun lifted his head off his brother's cock, and lightly licked his nut
sack, taking first one and then the other of his balls into his
mouth. Kevin groaned softly. Shaun continued to lick his sack with an
occasional swirl of his tongue down into the crease between Kevin's
legs. Kevin spread a bit more and pulled his legs back slightly, offering
Shaun more access there. Shaun took the hint and licked lower.

"Oh fuck," Kevin whispered when Shaun's tongue had worked its way further
down and was teasingly close to his hole. Kevin's breathing quickened and
he squirmed as Shaun explored his rear end. He took in a couple of quick
breaths when Shaun finally got to the spot. "Fuck," Kevin moaned softly as
his brother's tongue finally lapped at his butt hole.

The grunts and groans were soft, but growing in urgency as Shaun probed the
tight orifice.

"Yeah, lick my ass," Kevin whimpered as he pulled his legs up toward his
stomach. Shaun lapped the deep crease, probed the edges of his anus and
then thrust his tongue into his rectum.

"Oh, oh," Kevin squirmed when Shaun wiggled his tongue around in there.

Shaun ate his brother out for several more minutes until his whimpering had
reached new heights. Shaun moved onto hands and knees and crawled over his
brother's chest and offered a kiss. Shaun wondered if Kevin would want a
kiss that involved a tongue that had just been up his ass. But Kevin didn't
hesitate, he opened his mouth wide, licking and sucking Shaun's tongue as
if wanting the taste of ass in his own mouth.

Shaun was incredibly hard by this time. As they continued to kiss, Kevin
reached for Shaun's dick, giving it a stroke. Shaun did the same for
Kevin. The boys humped against one another, kissed, and groped each other's
nuts.

"Getting close," Kevin grunted at one point.

Shaun pulled back from their kiss and aimed his middle finger for his
brother's mouth. Kevin looked puzzled but opened up and sucked it in. Shaun
pushed and pulled it several times while Kevin licked, and then he withdrew
and reached down to Kevin's butt. The boys stared at each other as Shaun
took his now thoroughly wet finger and placed it against Kevin's recently
rimmed hole. As if in slow motion, Shaun added pressure and his finger
pushed into the ring. Kevin's eyes grew wider as he felt his brother's
finger slowly push its way into his ass.

There were a few groans, grunts and wiggles, but finally Shaun's finger was
buried to the hilt. Kevin had closed his eyes somewhere along the way and
was now stroking his dick faster and faster. Shaun eased the finger back a
bit and then fucked in again. Kevin moaned.

"Oh," Kevin grunted as he raised his hips each time his brother stuffed his
ass with his finger.

Shaun stared at the boy as he pleasured himself, his hand working furiously
to bring that wonderful feeling. Shaun twisted his finger and worked the
tight channel until he found the hidden treasure of Kevin's love
button. When he rubbed him there, Kevin's moans grew and he humped more
urgently. Shaun wanted him to have an amazing orgasm. He worked his finger
deeper trying to get Kevin off.

"Gonna cum," Kevin grunted, "gonna cum," he repeated several times until he
finally stiffened, his eyes fluttered, and his cock erupted like a
fountain. Four squirts of white creamy boy juice shot from the end of his
dick as Shaun continued to work his asshole. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Kevin
grunted as he jerked faster.

Seconds later it was over. He was spent, puddles of sperm on his chest, and
his hand a sticky wet mess. His breathing slowed and he opened his eyes.

Without a word, Shaun gently removed his finger from his brother's ass,
crawled over him and they kissed long and deep.

When the kiss ended, Kevin looked up with a boyish grin.

Shaun straddled Kevin's chest and again, without saying anything, they
stared as Shaun slowly started jerking himself. Kevin reached a hand up and
lightly touched his brother's low hanging nuts as he masturbated
himself. Kevin's eyes went from Shaun's face down to his cock and then back
to his face. The innocent smile on Kevin's face turned Shaun on more than
he imagined. He stroked with practiced skill for several minutes and grew
closer and closer. "Almost there," he grunted as he leaned back and stroked
faster. The moment was building and Shaun knew he was about to shoot.

Kevin tickled his brother's nuts and that was all that was needed. Shaun
grunted, tensed, and started to spray cum. The first two shots went into
the air, but the next ones were straight into his brother's face. Shaun
aimed his dick like a hose and emptied the rest of his load on his
brother's cheeks, lips, and the side of his head. Just as he was nearing
the end, Shaun couldn't resist pushing his dick forward against his
brother's mouth.

Kevin opened up and Shaun slid in.

"Suck it," Shaun groaned as he pushed his sperm coated head into Kevin's
mouth.

Like a baby with a bottle, his brother licked and sucked his dick until it
was clean.

When the feeling of Kevin's tongue on his dick became too much, Shaun
finally pulled his cock out. Still straddling his brother's chest he looked
down. The boys smiled at one another. Shaun leaned lower and they kissed,
the taste of his own cum still on Kevin's lips.

When the kissed ended, Shaun crawled off and lay down beside Kevin. Both
were now satisfied.

They turned to face one another, Shaun brushing a wayward tuft of hair away
from Kevin's eyes. "That was pretty amazing," he whispered softly.

"Yeah, especially when you put your finger in my butt."

"Did you like that?"

"Yeah, I liked it a lot." Kevin giggled.

Shaun wiped some of the wetness off Kevin's face. "Sorry about that," he
laughed.

"I kind of liked that too," Kevin smiled.

They were both quiet for a moment.

Kevin stirred, and crawled on top of his brother. Dick to dick they kissed
deeply one more time.

"Thanks for being my brother," Kevin whispered and laid his head on Shaun's
shoulder.

Shaun hugged him gently, his hands falling naturally to his brother's
ass. He felt his dick stir. "It's going to be a long night," he thought as
Kevin rubbed his dick against him.

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