Date: Sat, 11 Sep 2010 00:26:29 -0500
From: Andrew Holmberg <viriss@gmail.com>
Subject: My Brother's Arms-2 gay/incest,gay/sf-fantasy

Special thanks to: Mr. Gray
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My Brother's Arms - 2



The next morning I awoke to Kyle shaking my shoulder.

"Time to wake up buddy."  He had his arms back on and was wearing gray
sweat shorts and a c-cut tank top.  He looked well rested and hot -
military hot.

"Have a good time last night?"  He asked slyly.

"Um.  What?"

"Romeo fucking you?  Heard you enjoyed it."  He smiled and grabbed his
crotch.  "I bet it was hot.  Want some more?"

"Yeah!"  I pulled off my blanket and he smiled down at my morning wood.  I
wondered, did this mean he was going to fuck me?  I was excited by the
thought.  I was going to feel his warm flesh.

"Damn.  You are ready.  RM, get over here."

Romeo came out of my room with his cock out and swinging side to side as he
walked down the hall.  Kyle had me turn over on the couch onto my hands and
knees.  Then he moved over in front of me as RM moved up behind me.

My brother grabbed the back of my head with one and and pressed his covered
groin into my face.  He smelled great, musky but clean, and I could feel
his dick swelling as he rubbed back and forth.

I shivered when I felt cold gel spread into my crack.  RM smoothed it
around with his cock head, then added his thumbs to increase pressure and
gently spread my cheeks.  He struggled to find a better balance on the
couch, once he did; I felt the head press against my hole.  Still a little
tender from last night, I hoped he wouldn't be too rough with me.  He took
his time and slowly penetrated my ass.  Once the mushroom head pushed past
my ring he stopped and waited for the pain to decrease.

During this time Kyle had moved his hands to the sides of his shorts.  He
slowly pulled them down.  First to appear was his forest-thick bush in my
face.  I started licking and sucking the base of his cock.

RM resumed pressing further into me.  His thick member stretched my ass
ring wider as his weight pushed into me.

Kyle was really hard now and had exposed about four inches.  I licked and
sucked up and down his shaft.  He wrapped his right hand fingers around the
base and squeezed lightly.  I licked and sucked on the rubber-tipped
fingers and sucked his balls into my mouth.

I felt RM's thighs press into my ass as he sank all the way in.  He then
pulled back and started a slow steady fuck.

I moaned with my mouth full of hairy balls.  My rock hard cock slapped
against my belly with each thrust.  I could feel a ribbon of precum
sticking to me and dripping off my piss slit.

Finally the shorts slide all the way off his cock.  I closed my eyes and
took him into my mouth.  His fat cockhead slid over my tongue and came to a
stop at my throat.  Even though I relaxed, I felt dizzy as it sank deeper
down my throat.  He didn't stop until his thick bush was pressing into my
nose.

They fucked me this way for several minutes until I could feel Kyle's cock
thicken.  He stopped.  Then, instead of feeling him shoot down my throat,
he slowly pulled all the way out.  RM pulled out too.  I felt so empty and
hungry.  No explanation given, it was simple over.

"Go get dressed."  He said and pulled up his shorts.


We drove into town in a car that Kyle had rented.  It was a sleek black two
door with an all black interior.  I'd been taking the bus so much lately,
it was exciting to feel free.  We could go anywhere.  Kyle was wearing a
tight black sweater and green pants that hugged his body very well.  RM sat
silently in the back behind Kyle.

I felt important riding alone with my brother.  Like everything was back to
normal.  A missing piece of my heart restored.  I slipped into a daydream
where we were boyfriends heading into town for the day.  No more war.  No
more being alone all day and night.  I had someone of my own who loved me.

But just not Kyle.

He would be leaving soon.  We were brothers and wouldn't be together like
that.  It couldn't be like that.  He was my brother, and I wanted a
boyfriend.  That thought shocked me a little.

"What's wrong?"  He asked softly.  My face must have betrayed my emotions.

"Nothing.  I'm just going to miss you."  Why was I talking about him leave
already.  That was a stupid thing to say.

He looked at me then looked away.

"I'm just happy," I said, "and I don't want this to end."

"Is this about... what we've been doing?"  Kyle asked, slightly worried.

"No.  That's just fun.  We're not like... dating?  Or anything, are we?"
My voice sounded a little to hopeful.

"Nah.  We're just fucking around.  Guys do that.  Don't worry about it."
He kept both of his hands on the wheel.  I could see worry on this face.

That actually made me feel better.  Knowing that he didn't have all of this
figured out.  Neither of us did.  Maybe I just living in my head and not in
the moment.  The rest of the drive was filled with silence.


We pulled up to what looked like a normal warehouse.  The area was very
industrial, expect there were no cars or people anywhere in site.

"Where are we?"  I asked.

"Meeting an old friend from the Army.  Rusty."  He said getting out.  We
left RM sitting in the back seat.

Rusty.  I wondered about his name and pictured someone with a rusted metal
plate on his head.  Maybe it would be someone with old worn joints that
were rusted in place.  Like the tin man.

Kyle walked past what looked like a main entrance.  I followed as he
climbed a flight of open stairs to a metal door with flaking white paint.
He knocked twice.  The first thing I noticed about Rusty; he was tall,
probably 6'4" or so.  Then I noticed his short cropped red hair.  Oh, so
much for rusted metal plates.  He had a swimmers build, and his right arm
had a tattoo.  Like a sleeve, with a large fish, and maybe a dragon.

He smiled when he saw my brother and shook his hand as we came inside.

"No shit.  I wasn't sure when I'd see you again.  Have a seat, drinks?" he
asked as he walked over to a fancy glass bar.  "When I got your text I
thought we'd 'get together soon' meant some day.  It's great to see you."

"Rusty this is Mike.  My..."

"...Brother.  I figured."  Rusty smiled wide.  "Besides, you look like
brothers."

We were in loft area with a railing overlooking a large open floor below.
I could hear faint dance music, and I thought I could see people moving
around down below.  This upper area was clearly a living space and was
littered with strange and exotic treasures.  Bizarre things like rare
stuffed animals I would have never have believed were real.  Books stacked
on the floor next to bookshelves full of candles, bowls, cups and boxes.  I
could see an unmade bed past a large folding screen.  Clothes piled over
everything.

Kyle sat on a dark leather couch and patted the seat next to him.  I sat
down but was afraid to touch anything.  Nervous excited, I tried to appear
relaxed.  I imagined myself living in a place like this one day.  Only
cleaner or at least more organized.

"Here you go."  Said Rusty as he handed over the drinks.

"It's not even noon yet."  He reached for his.

"What?  You don't want it?"  Rusty smirked as he pulled it back out of
reach.

"I didn't say that."  Smiled Kyle.

"Besides it has orange juice in it.  So that counts as breakfast.  Here you
go.  Screwdriver."  I took mine.  It was strong, but good.  I tried not to
make a face as I sipped.

"We met in boot camp.  He ever tell you?"  Rusty sat down in a chair near
the door.  "I can't believe you're still in, man.  I've been a lot happier
since I left."

"Yeah well."  Said Kyle looking uncomfortable.  "You get my request?"

"Yes.  Started it last night after we talked.  They're working on this
downstairs right now.  I was hoping to surprise you, but it won't be done
for a while."  Rusty turned to me.  "He says you're into robotics.  You in
school?"

"Not yet.  Hopefully this fall.  So, how'd you meet?"

"Boot camp, first day; and we hated each other. Dumb arrogant jock."

"Prissy rich brat."  Kyle shot back.

They laughed together.

"What changed?" I watched them eye each other.

"He caught me sucking off a soldier.  I freaked out and the other guy ran.
Kyle played it cool and..."

"...I said wouldn't tell, if..."

"...I sucked his dick too."  Rusty blushed.  "Then, a few weeks later, he
caught me again."

"Getting fucked in a food supply room."  Kyle recalled.

"He offer me the same deal as before. Man, you fucked me hard." I could see
he was pants begin to tent.

"I could sure use another one of those blow jobs." Kyle stood up and
squeezed his junk.

"But..." Rusty looked over at me.

"Don't worry about him."

"Strip."  Kyle commanded.

Rusty quickly stood up, stripped bare, and sat back down.

"That's better."  He said as he reached for Kyle's pants and pulled them
down.  The boxers quickly followed.  I sat there stunned and wide-eyed.

"Mike.  Suck his dick."  Ordered Kyle.

I obeyed.  I slammed my drink, coughed, and moved to kneel down on the
floor between Rusty's legs.  I ran my hands over this strong legs.  His
cock was half hard as I licked around his balls and smelled his crotch.

Kyle moved up to Rusty's side and presented his dick.  Rusty pulled back a
little to get a better look.

"What?  You don't want it?"  Mimicked Kyle as he pulled his cock out of
Rusty's reach.

"I didn't say that."  Smirked Rusty as he reached up with this hand and
sucked Kyle into his mouth.  The both moaned.  Rusty grabbed Kyle's ass,
humping his own face into the hairy groin.

I returned to sucking on Rusty's cock.  It wasn't as thick or long as
Kyle's but it was meaty and fit down my throat with little effort.  His abs
were rock solid.  I kept pulling off his dick and licking his freckled
chest.  His body was hairless and felt delicate like sculpted marble.

"Pull out your cock Mike.  Let's see how you two compare."  He barely
pulled off of Kyle's dick.

I could feel the drink kick in as I got up off the floor and quickly
undressed.  Rusty watched while he stroked himself.  He motioned for me to
move closer and he took my dick into his hand and jacked me a little.  He
used his thumb to rub precum in circles over my helmet.

"Damn!  You both leak a lot."  He leaned forward more and his warm mouth
engulfed me.  He started sucking and my knees felt weak.  His hands wrapped
around my ass to steady me.  He started to face fuck himself.  All I could
do was enjoy it as Kyle watched my first blow job.

Kyle jacked his stiff cock while Rusty sucked my cock.  A river of precum
was dripping from Kyle dick.  He scooped up, reached over, and wiped it on
my lips.

"Hey!"  He hollered and he put his hand back onto Rusty head to pull him
back onto is own meat.

I knelt back down onto the floor and started sucking Rusty with a passion
I'd never felt before.  He really started to expand in my mouth when I
jacked him and fondled his balls.  I could feel him thrusting up from the
couch.  He started grunting.

"I'm close." said Kyle.  "Don't swallow, either of you."  He commanded as
he fucking Rusty's face even harder.

I could tell Kyle was cumming into Rusty's mouth from all the noise he was
making.  Then my mouth, too, was flooded with hot cum.  It wasn't as thick
as Kyle's but it was a mix of sweat and salty.  We both spent a few seconds
letting the cum fill our mouths.

"Kiss and swap loads."

I couldn't believe him.  My first kiss was going to be a snowball?  Fuck I
was hard.

I stood up and Rusty pulled me up onto his lap.  We kissed.  He passed
Kyle's cum into my mouth and I couldn't help but swallow a little.  I
pushed my tongue into his mouth and passed jizzed with it.

We must have been kissing and lost in the moment for a long time because
when we looked up, Kyle was gone.  We heard him down past the bedroom in
what looked like a tiny bathroom.

"Wow."  I said, looking bashful.

Rusty grinned wide and had me stand on the couch.  He took my prick back
into his mouth.  Hands back on my ass again, and this time I lead the
charge.  I fucked his hot wet mouth as hard as I dare, until Kyle walked
back over.  He started picking his clothes out of the pile and dressing.

"Be right back.  Getting something from the car."  He smiled at me as I
fucked.  I wanted him to watch.  Wanted him to watch me fuck until I came.

"Fuck."  I groaned and blasted my load into Rusty's mouth.  I knew I was
shooting the biggest load of my life.  I couldn't keep my eyes open, it
felt so good.  When I was finally spent I opened my eyes and he was gone.

Rusty pulled me back down onto his lap.  He started kissing me again so I
could taste my own load.  We rolled down until I was lying on the couch
with him on top.  We kissed and made out again until we heard Kyle clear
his throat.

"Um.  I'll be downstairs.  When you're done..."  He said 'done' with
emphasis.

I felt so relaxed lying under Rusty.

"How's he been?"  Rusty asked while he stared into my eyes.  "Has he told
you about his arms yet?"

"Yeah, I know about the bomb.  I've seen his new arms."

"I mean the rest.  That's only half the story."  He could tell I didn't
know what he was talking about.  "Never mind, I'm positive he'll tell you
the rest when he's ready."

RM caught my eye.  He was seated in a chair near the door.  Rusty's gaze
followed mine and he bolted up and turned to face the android.

"Holy!  Is this it!?"  He yelled over the ledge down to Kyle.

"Duh!"  Kyle yelled back.

"Phew."  He walked over and started examining RM.

I got up and made my way to the bathroom.  Wondering about how he lost his
arms.  Both arms, replaced by robotic prosthesis.  Wasn't that enough?
What more could Kyle possibly have to tell?

By the time I'd finished cleaning up, I felt 'something'.  I was different.
I even thought I looked more mature.

There was no going back now, the whole world felt different; new and
scarier than I'd thought.  I was now an adult.