Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 07:34:40 -0800
From: Daniel McLeod <mcleodwrite@gmail.com>
Subject: Brothers in Love, Zane and Daniel, Ch 2

*Brothers in Love, Zane and Daniel
Ch 2
Daniel McLeod
mcleodwrite@gmail.com*
Zane gave me thumbs up for the first part of our story, but he wants for me
to paint you a better picture of what we look like before I get any further.
As I write, we're 24, so I'll describe us as we are now, and I'll try to do
a better job at not being in my head and be better at description in the
future. That's a pretty hard thing for me, in case you didn't get that.

I'm embarrassed to talk much about myself, so Zane asked to write some stuff
about me. I hope you're not bored here. Zane is impatient and is going to
tear my computer out of my lap if I don't yield (I can't NOT yield to my big
brother anyway!).

*If my little brother, Daniel, played football, he'd be a linebacker. He's
got our mother's peasant stock genes – he's built like a bull. Like, for
example, when we're lying together and he puts his arm around me, I swear to
God that his arm is made from lead. It's as though his bones just have
denser stuff inside of them. He's not at all fat, he's buff as hell, but
he's thick. He wears a size 15 ring. His fingers are massive. He's still an
inch shorter than me, but now I'm 6'4". And, his feet are two sizes bigger,
size 15, to match his ring size. And, talk about thick? Yea, Daniel's share
of the family jewels really do resemble a tree stump, but not really
"stumpy." *

*If you look into Daniel's eyes, they are so dark brown, you get lost. You
see his firey energy in them. Daniel is never still. When he sits, one of
his legs is perpetually jumping. When he drives, he beats rhythms on the
steering wheel. He just has a lot of energy inside his gorgeous body. *

*Oops, I got off that subject, his body. He has a great mouth, lush lips, a
huge smile. His hair is kinda milk chocolate brown, wavy. He likes it pretty
long. It's a rocker thing, I think. I like that I can wrap my hands in his
hair when I want. He's got some chest hair, but I started shaving it for him
a year ago, so now, like me, he's smooth all over. He doesn't quite have a
six pack, as he says, he loves Cap'n Crunch more than he cares about a six
pack. I agree. I'm firmly convinced that Daniel's sweet tasting cum is a
direct product of his addiction to that sweet bizarrely crunchy breakfast
cereal. It's a good thing he loves weight training, or he'd be losing the
battle of the bulge. He's perfect. *

*Especially his ass. I'm not kidding. Daniel has the sexiest ass. Even
before we knew how much he loved to be fucked, his ass was the object of my
lust. It's round. Firm. His back is strong and his hips and thighs are
well-muscled.  His ass is just an extension of some really lucky genes. And,
when he bends over and looks back at me over his shoulder, I am incapable of
doing anything other than giving him exactly what he wants.*

*Some of the other ways I'd describe my little brother include that he sings
with the voice of an angel. I know that's kind of sappy, but seriously, to
look at him, you wouldn't expect a crystal clear tenor voice with a killer
range. He also plays a mean guitar. He believes that Satch is god, and that
sound runs the world. He's an inventor. He'll tell you he "builds stuff and
fixes stuff," but really, he creates stuff-- stuff that has to do with sound
waves. He's already gotten one patent, in high school, fer crissakes, and if
he wanted to not have to work at all, he'd be pretty set. He built a device
that allows the user to do all kinds of amazing stuff with sound waves,
measuring them to calibrate danger in a variety of situations. *

*I tease Daniel that the reason I'm going to law school is to be his
business lawyer. Anyway, don't let his glib deflections of attention fool
you. He's an amazing man. And, I haven't even talked about him as a lover.
To be sure, I haven't had many. But, Danny is magic. He just has an innate
sense of himself as a sexual creature that blows me away. He reads me, reads
people, and gets into your mind and soul and knows exactly how to pleasure
you. Well, he does that for me, I mean. He's never had another lover.*

*I'm turning the laptop back to Daniel now, before his foot taps a hole in
the floor. We're on holiday for a few days for the New Year, and he's got to
finish this chapter so that his big brother can have his way with Danny's
sweet ass again.*

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So, where was I? That road trip on which our parents sent us on was probably
the most important two weeks Zane and I had in our first sixteen years. We
spent the miles in our truck getting to know each other as lovers. That was
so odd. Most of the time when you get to know a lover, he's a stranger. But,
when your lover is your brother – your twin – it's a different thing
altogether. We learned how to be together as lovers on that trip. It was
idyllic, really hot, and so much fun. The summer passed and school loomed.
We were seniors in the fall, having skipped third grade.

Our senior year was a time when Zane and I were never more grateful to have
the `rents in our corners. Being a couple proved a difficult thing. At home
and in our hearts, we were free to be. But, there really wasn't any way to
express ourselves beyond those confines. Dad and mom were champs. In lieu of
our senior prom, they sent us to San Francisco to an alternative prom. Thank
the stars that we're fraternal twins. It is rare that anyone catches on that
we're related. Otherwise, life would be much more of a challenge.

This is the story of the prom, and about how my brother and I dipped our
toes into engagements with other guys and started to test our limits – and
push them. We drove to San Francisco in the trusty Range Rover, of course,
We left on a Thursday and had to be back to school on Tuesday. The `rents
put us up in a great hotel in downtown SF, Hotel Triton. It's an art deco
hotel, kitchy, whimsical, fun.

The day of the prom, Zane treated me like the most special guy on the
planet. He woke me with a rose on a breakfast tray early in the morning. He
wrote me a poem. He gave me a massage and then he fucked me for a long time,
including some incredible sex in the walk in shower that included his
fisting me for the first time after he dumped his load inside me three
times.

He didn't fist me in the shower, he just began getting me so hot for his
fist, I soon begged him for it. We'd played around with his penetrating me
with his hand before, but he always worried that he'd hurt me. After he
finished spilling his seed that morning, I still wanted so much more. I
kissed him and whispered as I held my arms around his neck, "Zane, big
brother, I wish I could tell you why this is important to me. I just..." I
stammered and drew in a ragged breath, suddenly overwhelmed by how
vulnerable I felt with my brother, with my desire for him to always take me
and own me. He heard the edge in my voice and held me more tightly. "I know
that inside me is this deep need, big brother, to give myself to you in
every way. There's something about having your whole fist in me, about you
filling me up physically that way that haunts my senses. In my heart, I feel
that it's the most submissive I could be to you, to show you my absolute
trust.

And," I continued as I touched his phallus, which stood between us rock
hard, "I know how much my submission means to you. I appreciate your
caution, but I want to give this to you."

"Damn, little brother, you know me too well," Zane said and kissed me hard.
"I love you, little bro. And, yea, I want to take you, I want it so much. I
want to feel you on my arm and see the lust in your eyes. I want to make you
scream in pleasure. I want to feel your body contracting on my hand. I want
to control your every move. You have to PROMISE me that you will honestly
tell me if it hurts too much, okay, Daniel? Promise me. I have to trust that
you will not push yourself past your ability to please me. Deal?"

I looked into his eyes with my "Daniel look," as my big brother calls it. I
sorta look up at him without quite meeting his gaze, in my most submissive,
innocent gaze. It melts him every time. "Deal," I said softly. Then with a
grin in my voice, I said, "I brought some Elbow Grease. Just in case. Shall
I get it?"

Zane grabbed my wet hair and pulled my head back to look in my eyes. "You
did? You're pretty confident, aren't you?"

I just grinned and turned from him, wiggling my butt as I went to grab the
lube.

"On your knees on the bed as soon as I get these towels down," he laughed
after me and said. I grabbed the pot of lube and bounced onto the bed,
assuming the position, butterflies zooming around my belly.

"Goddamn, Daniel, this ass, I fucking LOVE your ass!" he said as he buried
his face in my ass and balls, licking, spitting, humming, kneading my cheeks
with his strong, gorgeous hands. He kept sucking in the skin of my balls and
pulling it out, stretching it. I groaned and moaned and kept trying to angle
so he'd get in my ass. Then, he greased his fingers and suddenly began
filling me. Two fingers, three, moving around, opening me. Four, and I could
feel the bridge of his knuckles. I kept pushing against him. He got all the
way to the bridge of his four fingers. His voice was soft and steady.

"Ahhh, damn, big bro, I wish I could pleasure you at the same time, I wish I
could suck you as you fist me..."

"Shh, you will have my cock, baby, but just now, I'm in heaven." He had his
fingers buried as far as they could go without his thumb. He was moving his
long fingers inside me like he was waving. In the process, his hand flicked
back and forth against my prostate. I started to cum as he rubbed there.

"Jesus! Fuck! Holy...!" I yelled. I grabbed for the bedding, trying to keep
myself anchored.

"Fuck, Daniel, you're so hot. Your hunger is so sexy. Damn, I love you. Just
relax and open for me, buddy, you're gonna take my fist today, I want for
you to turn over now, baby. I want to be able to watch you when I finally
get inside you."

I flipped on my back and Zane came up to me and we stared into one another's
eyes for several minutes. He smiled down to me with that look. You know the
feeling when you can SEE in someone else's eyes that he loves you more than
he ever imagined was possible? It makes my belly quiver and then I just
smile, from deep in my soul. Of all the people in the world, my hero, my big
brother picked me. He waited so long for me, so long. And, every day, he
just wants to figure out new ways to show me how much he loves me. Even if I
didn't already want to do EVERYTHING possible to make HIM happy, I would
just because of that. We are about the luckiest guys on the planet, all
around, I believe.

I stumbled my way through saying all of that to him and then I said, "Big
bro, I'm so ready. Please..."

He kissed me and moved down and put his legs under mine. "Okay, now, baby,
lift your legs and hold your knees." I did as he asked. His hand began
opening me. "Alright, Danny, here's my thumb. When I get it in, we're nearly
there. Breathe, little brother, push against me and breathe."

He went slowly, so I pushed against him little by little. I was moaning
really loudly. It didn't really hurt. I was so excited to have him all the
way inside me, I was crazy. He grabbed the lube with his right hand and
smeared more around his fist. I held my cheeks open and scooted against him.
"Oh god, Zane, so much! We're close, aren't we? I want this so much! FUCK!"

I pushed really hard into Zane at the same time that he shifted the angle of
his hand slightly. I screamed as his fist filled me up and my ass closed
around his arm. The pressure against my prostate was incredible and I began
to cum again. Zane slowly began to move in me, very small strokes, which
felt amazing.

"Okay, buddy, I read about this online. This is called `the bellows,'" he
said, and began opening and closing his fist gently inside me. My eyes
rolled into the back of my head and my body jerked and danced on my
brother's arm. My dick stiffened for the first time since he was in me and I
had to grab a pillow again to put over my mouth.

"Mmm, Danny likes that..." Zane purred. Wave after wave of what really felt
like a sustained orgasm racked my body. I just rode the waves with Zane
watching me. For twenty minutes, he did the bellows inside me, alternating
with pumping his fist back and forth, fucking me. His eyes never left mine.
The connection between us was electric. I was absolutely under his spell.
And then, he bent forward and started to suck my dick as he fisted me.

"Oh, Jesus, Zane, I'm gonna shoot, it's so good, so crazy good. FUCK! Wah
wah WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Zane held my cock in his magic mouth as I shot the largest load of my life
down his throat. Zane remained with my cock in his mouth and his fist in my
ass. Slowly, he sat up, licking his lips. My dick flopped onto my belly and
Zane slowly pulled his hand out of me. I relaxed as he moved up again to me.
He flexed his left hand smiling and shaking his head. "You were so tight,
babybro, you put my hand to sleep. But, FUCK, holding your entire body on my
arm? That's incredible. I LOVED that. Watching your face, feeling your body
from the inside? Infuckingcredible. You're amazing. I'm so glad that you
pushed me, Daniel, I'm so glad. Thank you!"

I took him in my arms and cradled my brother. I pulled him to me, sitting up
against the headboard. I held him as he usually held me, petted his face,
played with his hair. "You know, big brother, you take such good care of me.
You make me feel like a prince, so well loved. I have two things for YOU
today. One thing I know you'll like, but the other one is an offer, and it's
yours to accept or not. You've never asked and I don't know whether you want
it, but if you do, Zane, I'd really like to fuck you if you want to feel me
inside you."

Zane looked into my eyes with a smile that built as he saw the truth in my
eyes. "You'd really want to, Danny? Honestly?"

"Do you feel my dick poking your back at the mere thought, big bro?"

Zane snuggled down against my cock and said, "Mmm, I do. Is that an
indicator of your desire?"

"Oh hell, yes," I said, and began to kiss him.

Zane pulled away a bit and said, "Will you go slowly? I'm a virgin, you
know."

I was blown away. "You are? Really?"

"Yea, Danny, I am. You aren't the first boy I fucked, I played around with
Sean a little bit, but we just sucked each other off and I fucked him. He's
a bottom boy, and I really didn't want anyone to fuck me. I think I am
really mostly a top, but I have thought about two guys doing me..."

I smiled and said, "Me and dad, right?"

He looked at me and blushed then said, "You, too, dad, I mean?"

"Oh hell, yes! Don't you think he's a stud?"

"Err, now, if I answer that, it will seem a little odd, won't it? You've
noticed somewhat of a resemblance between us?"

I fell on top of him laughing, sitting on him chest and pounding my knuckle
into his sternum. "You idiot! You do look exactly like dad minus the gray,
and you're BOTH FUCKING GORGEOUS!"

He tried grabbing my arms but I pinned him easily. In an on-land battle, the
wrestler will pretty much always win over the swimmer. So, I sat on top of
him holding his wrists over his head. I began riding him, and soon both of
us were stiff and hot, grinding our dicks against one another. I started
really getting into the idea of fucking Zane. I'd asked him if he wanted me
to fuck him, but I never really thought he'd be interested. Now, my
imagination started to go crazy.

"You know, with you, I am definitely the bottom. But I have to say that the
idea of getting inside you and fucking you is VERY damned appealing. I want
to make love to your sweet behind, Zane."

"Jesus, Daniel, take me," he said simply.

I leaned down, still holding his arms, and began to kiss him, drawing his
arms closer to his head, crossing his wrists one over the other and holding
them with just my left hand. I moved to his neck, and decided to mark him. I
moved down and started biting him on his chest. I bit all the places where
his breath grew most ragged. He struggled against my hold, but couldn't
throw me off. His nipples stood up like bullets. I licked and sucked and bit
them, until he screamed for mercy.

I flipped my brother onto his belly, lying on him and chewing on his neck
from the back. This left him shivering and whimpering. "Oh, god, Daniel, so
good, fuck, I never knew! Gawd, yea, mark me! Oh YEA, harder..."

My cock was a torpedo intent on its target. I grabbed the Elbow Grease and
worked it between his cheeks, carefully inserting a finger with lube on it.
I didn't intend to fuck him yet, just to get him slicked up to start getting
him ready. I lay atop my brother and began running my cock up and down his
cheeks, barely grazing his pucker, over and over and over. Zane humped up to
me, clearly wanting more.

Into his ear, I whispered, "Shh, slow down, Zane. You're not driving. Just
let me get you there. Stop trying so hard. Shh..."

He relaxed and I could feel him smile into the pillow. I lay atop my
brother, stretching, covering as much of him as I could. His body pulsed,
mine answered. I slowly slid my cock between his bubble butt cheeks. The
line of his butt as he lay on his belly with his back arched up to me was so
hot...I breathed against his neck, taking in Zane's scent, his heat. I flexed
my pelvis and ground into my brother, my cock finding its way to the opening
of his heated hole.

"Oh, baby, you feel so hot underneath me," I whispered to him. "Feel me
there, Zane? You want to let me in? You want your baby brother's thick rod
inside that sweet ass of yours?" I pressed against his pucker and held
still, letting him push up against me.

"Jesus, Daniel, that's wild. You're so hard, but soft, hot, so much at one
time. Yea, baby bro, I want to take you in. All the way. I need you. I need
to feel what it's like. Please..."

I began to push harder, and reached down and spread his round tight cheeks,
still lying on top of him. I wanted to breed him in this position. I
squished a bunch more lube on my dick and into his ass, then said, "Okay,
lover, here I come." I steadily pressed into him. Slowly, not yielding, I
pushed inside my brother until he was fully stuffed.

"Oh sweet jesus, of fuck, oh my god, littlebro, yes!!"

I began to move in him, slowly picking up the pace. It was all I could do to
not pass out with the pleasure of my dick's precious confinement and the
amazement of Zane letting me fuck him. As good as it felt, I didn't like
being on top. It just felt – not quite right. So, I held him and said, "Hold
on, you're going for a ride."

I rolled us over so that Zane lying on his back on top of me. I grabbed his
nipples and began to play with them as he reoriented and braced his legs on
either side of me. I fucked up into him, moving my hands over his chest and
down to his cock, which was rock hard. He moved my hands away, saying, "No,
I want this to last as long as possible, babybro, just keep fucking me."

I did as he asked, and soon he said, "Okay, my turn to change positions. I'm
going to turn around so we can see one another." Without disconnecting, he
turned around on me. Our eyes met and we each leaned in to kiss. Our mouths
met and immediately, Zane took control. He used my shoulders as leverage and
rode me like a pro. He impaled himself again and again. I held his hips and
forced him down on me. "Tell me when you're close, babybro," he gasped.

Since I'd just shot the largest load of my life, I was good for some long,
hard fucking. I grabbed Zane's dick and began to stroke him. I wanted my
brother to have the same kind of orgasm I'd just had.

Zane was covered in sweat, and the sun came through the sheer curtains of
the room. He never looked more like a god than as he rode my cock just then.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous, hunk!" I cried. "I'm getting close!"

"That's good, because I'm right there, too, babybro!" Zane leaned forward,
forcing me to lie back. On his knees, he rode me faster still. I held his
ass cheeks open and fucked up so hard into him that I figured we'd be
bruised later on.

"Gonna shoot it, Zane, shoot my jizz into that tight ass. Here it comes,
brother!" I let go the first volley, then another, and another still.

"Shoot that load into my mouth, big brother!" I cried as he face scrunched
as it does when he's cumming. I closed my eyes and felt his gift on my face,
eyes, chin, and then chest. He rubbed himself softly as he jerked and shook
from aftershocks.

I pulled him down to me. He kissed some cum off my face and fed it to me. He
began licking the rest off my face and chest. Quiet descended during his
ministrations. As he moved, my rod began to shrink and slowly slipped out of
my brother's ass.

"Oh, god," I said.

"Yea," Zane replied, holding me as close as two people can get.

"That was amazing, Daniel. Holy crap, I love you, babybro. Thank you so much
for that. Wow, that was ONE of my presents? What's the other one?"

I gave him a sweet, sleepy smile and said, "It's for later. Let's take a nap
now..." Then I think that I pretty much just faded out. We woke a couple hours
later, which was still only about 3 p.m. We had lots of time to chill and
relax before getting dressed to make our dinner reservation and then head to
the prom.

I woke to Zane propped up with his chin in his hand watching me sleep. He
was barely touching my face. I kissed the palm of his hand and crawled into
an embrace. "I will never get tired of loving you, Zane," I said, feeling
joy wash over me again.

He kissed my hair, his arms wrapped around me again and said, "That's good
to know, little bro, because I will love you every day of my life. Every
day. You first. Always."

I cleared my throat and tried to not cry. "It hasn't even been a year since
we first loved and already, I can't remember not loving you, Zane. Sometimes
I get scared, y'know? I never thought about love before. There was just
always the `rents and you. Constants in my life. But, when things changed
between us, I started thinking about how risky it is to have one person be
the center of my universe." I looked straight into his eyes and said,
"Nothing can EVER happen to you, Zane. It would kill me. Please, always keep
yourself safe. Always stay healthy. And live forever. Promise me."

Zane met my gaze and said, "I can't promise what I can't control, littlebro,
but I can promise you that I will always honor your love by paying attention
in the world. I will not put myself in reckless danger, and I will be kind
to my body. I will remind you, dear littlebro, that YOU are the daredevil,
Daniel. I ask that you respect MY love for you and please don't take
unnecessary risks with your person, either. And, I can't promise to live
forever, but I do promise to live ALL of my days with you by my side. If you
will promise the same to me."

I smiled at him, and didn't bother to wipe the tears that streamed down my
face. I kissed him and said, "Yes. And, now, I want to give you your other
surprise."

I jumped off the bed and ran to the closet, dragged out my Ibanez 12 string
and sat on the edge of the bed.

I tuned and then sang for him, an 80s hair band song, Bad English, *When I
See You Smile:*

Sometimes I wonder
How I'd ever make it through,
Through this world without having you
I just wouldn't have a clue

'Cause sometimes it seems
Like this world's closing in on me,
And there's no way of breaking free
And then I see you reach for me

Sometimes I wanna give up
I wanna give in,
I wanna quit the fight
And then I see you, baby
And everything's alright,
everything's alright

When I see you smile
I can face the world, oh oh,
you know I can do anything
When I see you smile
I see a ray of light, oh oh,
I see it shining right through the rain
When I see you smile
Oh yeah, baby when I see you smile at me

Baby there's nothing in this world
that could ever do
What a touch of your hand can do
It's like nothing that I ever knew

And when the rain is falling
I don't feel it,
'cause you're here with me now
And one look at you baby
Is all I'll ever need,
you're all I'll ever need

Sometimes I wanna give up
I wanna give in,
I wanna quit the fight
And then I see you baby
And everything's alright,
everything's alright

So right...

I sang it as best as I could, tried really hard to make the song mine, and
when I finished, I just looked at my beautiful brother and smiled. I felt
shy and I really hoped he liked it. "The poem you wrote me was more
personal, but I couldn't have written a song that says when I wanted to say,
Zane..."

He had a stunned look on his face. Finally, he just said, "Wow, Daniel. That
was so beautiful. Don't apologize that it wasn't original. I could FEEL your
words. And, your voice, the guitar, so good, baby. Thank you!"

I stood to put my guitar away and came back to see Zane naked at the window,
looking out over the city. I walked up behind him and held him. We stood at
the window, my head on his shoulder, quiet, for a long time. The sun felt
wonderful, the view was glorious, and we felt as though the whole world lay
before us.

"Let's call the `rents, bigbro. I miss them. You?"

He turned to hug me and kiss my forehead. "Great idea, Daniel."

Zane grabbed his phone and we rang the house. Mom answered and Zane asked if
dad was nearby. Mom said yes, so she put us on speaker. I said, "We just
wanted to call and tell you we miss you both and that we're having an
incredible time." Zane chimed in,

"Yea, you two. You are the best. Especially this past year, you're just
rockstars. We love you so much. And, speaking of rockstars, Daniel just sang
me the most beautiful song."

I cut in and said, "Yea, and Zane wrote me the sweetest poem."

Dad chuckled and said, "Sounds as though you two are having a good dose of
the mushes, eh?"

We rolled our eyes, groaned, and I said, "Guilty as charged, dad."

They both laughed and mom added, "The time and energy you invest in making
one another happy? That's time that will bless you again and again, as you
will always be able to call up those memories. Those moments will work
overtime for you the rest of your lives. We are so proud of how you're
growing."

Never chatty, they rang off after wishing us a lovely prom.

We looked at one another and both said, "Food!" Zane also wanted to check
out the gym that was affiliated with the hotel, so we dressed and grabbed
gym bags and headed out.