Date: Mon, 11 Oct 2004 05:16:42 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com> Subject: Brothers, Friends, & Lovers - Chapter 13 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Brothers, Friends, & Lovers Chapter 13 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nobody spoke during the ride home from the doctor's office. The only sound in the car was Mrs. Anderson's sniffling, as she wept quietly. When they got home, as soon as Mr. Anderson unlocked the door, Luke bolted past him, up the stairs, and locked himself in his room. Mr. Anderson looked at Jason helplessly. "You take care of Mom, I'll take care of Luke," Jason said, and he headed up the stairs. Jason knocked softly on Luke's door. When he didn't reply, Jason tried to open the door, but found it locked. "Luke, unlock the door please," Jason said. "I want to be alone!" Luke hollered. Jason could tell by the sound of his voice that he was crying. "You can't lock yourself in," Jason said, feeling his eyes burning with tears. "In case you have a seizure." "I want to be alone!" Luke repeated. "Just go away!" "Can't!" Jason responded. "Look, just unlock the door, and I promise I won't come in unless you want me to." Jason heard Luke grumbling, then his bed springs squeeking, as he got up. The lock clicked, and Luke said, "there, it's unlocked! Now please go away! You promised!" Jason heard Luke's footsteps, then Luke plopping back down on his bed. Jason stood for a moment, undecided about what to do, but then, he turned and walked to his own room, leaving his brother alone for the moment. When he got to his room, he flopped down on his stomach on his bed and replayed in his mind what the doctor had told them about Luke's condition. After a couple minutes, unable control his own emotions, Jason buried his face in his pillow and wept. * * * Downstairs in the living room, Mrs. Anderson was curled up in a corner of the couch, sobbing, while her husband looked on helplessly, with tears in his own eyes. * * * In his room, Luke lay on his back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, unable to gather his thoughts. All he kept recalling was when the doctor told him he only had a 50% chance of successfully coming through the surgery, and that if he chose not to have the surgery, he could die at any moment. Nothing else registered in his mind. After a while, the shock wore off, and Luke decided to go for a walk. Quietly he slipped out of his room, down the stairs, and out the front door. He set off then, walking down the sidewalk, with no specific destination in mind. As Luke walked along, he came to the elementary school. As he was walking past it, a frisbee suddenly landed in front of him at his feet. He stooped and picked it up. Three boys, who all appeared to be about 10 years old looked at him expectantly. He threw the frisbee to them. "Wanta play?" one of the boys hollered to Luke. Luke smiled at them, and the one who'd caught the frisbee, tossed it back to him. Luke caught it and threw it to one of the other boys. He threw it back to Luke, who tossed it to the third boy. Soon, Luke had been drawn into the boys' frisbee game and with all thoughts about his condition shoved aside, he was running around, catching and throwing the frisbee with them. About 10 minutes later, one of the boys' mothers walked onto the playground and told the boys it was time to go. The boys all called good-bye to Luke and told him they'd be there again the next day if he wanted to come play again. Grinning, Luke waved at them as they ran off. As Luke resumed his walk, he suddenly remembered the decision he had to make. "Shit! I coulda dropped dead playing frisbee with those kids," he thought to himself. Then, he smiled to himself as he thought, "But I didn't even get a headache, and I was just running around like crazy! Maybe they're wrong! Maybe I won't die if I don't have the surgery!" * * * Luke wandered further on. Still pondering this, he came to a store and went in and got himself an ice cream on a stick. The cashier was a guy named Randy, who Luke knew from school. Luke had always thought Randy was really hot. The top couple of buttons on Randy's shirt were open, and Luke could see the smooth, tanned skin of his right breast, with its pert little nipple, which had a few stray hairs sprouting around it. Immediately Luke felt his penis begin to burgeon. As there were no other customers in line, Luke drank in the boy's beauty for a couple minutes, and the two spoke about their graduation, and the parties they'd been to. Shortly another customer walked up behind Luke so they said good-bye, and Luke left the store with a severe bulge in his jeans. He hoped nobody noticed. Luke paused outside the store and quickly finished his ice cream. Then, still feeling extremely horny from his encounter with Randy, he decided to walk over to Brian's, in hopes of possibly quenching his sexual appetite. * * * Brian was happy to see Luke, and immediately asked about the results of Luke's tests. Luke quickly said, "Fuck them, I'll tell you about them later. Can we go up to your room and ... you know???" Brian grinned, and headed for the stairs, with Luke right behind him. As soon as they were in Brian's room, with the door closed, both boys began frantically undressing. Within a minute, they were standing naked, groping each other's hardons, grinning laciviously at each other. "So, did the doctor say it was OK to have sex?" Brian asked. "He didn't tell me there was anything specific I couldn't do," Luke said, which wasn't exactly a lie. "Cool!" Brian said. "So what do you want to do?" Luke grinned and dropped on his knees and began sucking on Brian's cock, and fondling his balls. "Oh yeah!" Brian said. "Good plan!" Brian reached down then and ran his hands through Luke's hair, as Luke proceeded to suck him off. It only took a few seconds, before Luke had Brian leaning with his back against his bedroom door, his eyes closed, moaning softly. About a minute later, Brian felt his orgasm building, and his body began tensing up. "I'm gonna cum Luke!" he rasped, rubbing his hands through Luke's hair, massaging his scalp. Luke started sucking a little faster on Brian's dick. Seconds later, he felt Brian's balls begin to increase slightly in size, and to pull up toward his body, signalling that Brian was indeed, about to explode. Suddenly Brian tensed and groaned, and Luke felt a rush of hot, thick, liquid flood his mouth. He savored the slightly salty taste of Brian's semen, as it flowed over his tongue, then he quickly swallowed it, knowing that more would be following. Indeed, more did follow. In fact, Brian shot another 4-5 loads of semen in Luke's mouth, which Luke quickly savored and swallowed. Eventually, Brian finished cumming, and Luke licked his penis dry for him. "How about you let me do the same thing for you?" Brian asked, grinning. "Thought you'd never ask," Luke said, grinning back at him. "Lie down on the edge of the bed then," Brian said. Luke quickly laid down on the bed, so his ass was on the edge of it, with both feet planted firmly on the floor, spread apart. Brian quickly dropped to his knees and began fellating Luke. "Oh yeah!" Luke exclaimed, as Brian's mouth swallowed his dick. Brian sucked slowly and sensually on Luke's organ, trying not to over stimulate him. He didn't want Luke to have a seizure. Luke was happy, because he was able to stay relaxed and didn't feel a a headache starting at all! Within a couple minutes, Luke felt his orgasm approaching, and warned Brian that he was going to cum. Brian started sucking on Luke a little faster. Seconds later, Luke gasped and filled Brian's mouth with his seed. Brian quickly swallowed his friends cum, making room for more, which Luke happily provided for him. Once Luke's orgasm ended, Brian licked him clean and the two crawled up onto Brian's bed and laid next to one another. "So are you OK?" Brian asked. "No seizure, no headache," Luke said smiling. "That's great!" Brian said. "But what about your test results?" Luke thought a moment, then said "I'm beginning to think he's a quack!" "Why?" asked Brian. Luke explained then about the doctor's prognosis that his condition is getting worse, and that he could die at any time, and about the surgery. Brian went white and stared at Luke in horror. "Oh stop!" Luke said. "We just had sex, and NOTHING happened!" "But something could have!" Brian said. "It didn't though - so see? Maybe the doctors are wrong!" Luke said, hopefully. "Well, I sure hope so Luke, but you really need to be careful, just in case!" Brian said. "I will!" Luke said. "But don't you see? I didn't even get a headache from your blow job!" "Yeah, that's great Luke!" Brian said, still not convinced. "Well, I'm going to think positively. I choose to believe the doctors are wrong, and I won't die if I don't have surgery. So, I'm not having it!" Luke said, assertively. Brian knew better than to disagree with Luke when he was in a mood like this, so he just nodded quietly. The last thing Brian wanted was to upset Luke, and have his blood pressure go up. * * * The two boys dressed and went downstairs for a snack then. As they were eating, the phone rang. Brian went and answered it, returning to the kitchen table a moment later. "That was Jason. Didn't you tell them you were going out? They were looking for you," Brian said. "I'm not a fucking invalid!" Luke shouted. "I don't have to ask everytime I need to take a shit!" "OK, OK, Calm down!" Brian said. "They just wondered where you were. They're worried about you! I told them you were here, and they calmed right down!" Luke just looked evenly at Brian. "Even if you weren't sick Luke, you should let people know where you are, just in case they need you!" Brian said. "I'm not sick!" Luke said, glaring at Brian. "I'm sorry. I know. I didn't mean it to sound that way," Brian said. "Can we drop it please?" "Fine," Luke said, a little testily yet. The two silently ate the rest of their cake then. * * * When they were finished eating, they went back up to Brian's room and played some video games. They played for about a half hour. "Gotcha now!" Luke cried gleefully, as he manuevred his player into position to kill Brian's player. "Not quite!" Brian quipped, grinning evily. "HEY!" Luke cried, as he saw Brian's player slip back around him, backing him into a corner. "Now who's got who?" Brian chuckled as he went in for the kill. Luke didn't reply. "Well the least you could do is put up a fight!" Brian said, as he watched Luke's player standing still. Suddenly Brian felt the bed shaking. He looked over at Luke and realized Luke was having a seizure. "Fuck!" Brian exclaimed, dropping his controller, and reaching for Luke to keep him from bouncing off the bed. Luke's eyes were rolled up into his head, and Luke began stiffly flailing. "It's OK Luke, I got you!" Brian said, as he wrapped his arms around Luke. Luke continued seizing for a while. His seizure lasted longer than any Brian had ever witnessed, and Luke shook more violently during it. Brian was scared shitless, and was just reaching for the phone to call 911 when Luke's seizure finally ended. Luke lay absolutely still, and closed his eyes. Brian thought he looked like he was wincing in pain. "Luke?" he said softly. "Are you OK?" Luke didn't answer immediately. Brian began to get scared again, and reached for the phone. "Don't!" Luke said, as Brian began dialing. Brian stopped dialing and looked at Luke, who was looking at him pitifully. "I think we should call your parents," Brian said. "Maybe later, not yet," Luke said. Brian hung up the phone. "Did you get the headache again?" Brian asked. Luke closed his eyes again and nodded. "Can I get you anything? Or do anything?" Brian asked. Luke shook his head "no". Brian sat and watched Luke for a moment. At first he thought Luke was going to have another seizure, but then he realized he was crying. Not knowing what to do, Brian laid down next to Luke and wrapped an arm around him. The two lay together quietly for a few minutes, as Luke cried in Brian's arms. Eventually, he stopped crying and laid quietly for a while. Finally, Luke said, "Could you pass me the phone please?" Brian sat up and passed the phone to Luke. Luke sat up and pulled out his wallet. He found a card in the wallet and dialed the number on it. A few seconds later, he said into the phone, "Hi, this is Luke Anderson, can I talk to Doctor Grayson please? It's important." Brian looked at Luke uncertainly. A few seconds later Luke said "Yes Doctor, I've decided to have the surgery. I want to have it as soon as possible." Brian's eyes filled with tears. Luke looked at Brian and smiled sadly. "Are you busy tomorrow?" he asked Brian. Brian shook his head "no". "Will you spend the day with me?" Luke asked. Brian nodded, as he Wiped away a tear that had run down his cheek. "The day after tomorrow's fine Doctor. I'll see you then. Thank you." Luke said, and he hung up. "Would you call Jason and ask him to come get me please?" Luke said then. Sniffling, Brian nodded and picked up the phone. He called the Anderson house and asked for Jason. Jason was alarmed when he heard Brian's voice and that Luke wanted him to come get him. "Tell him I'm OK," Luke said, sensing the situation. "He's OK," Brian said. "Oh, OK, I'll be there in a few minutes," Jason said, sounding a little relieved. Brian hung up then. "What made you decide to have the surgery?" Brian asked. Luke looked at Brian and said, "I didn't think I was going to live through the seizure I just had. The pain was awful. Worse than ever. And I wasn't even exerting myself. It's getting worse. I need to have it fixed before it's too late. I don't have a choice. If I don't, I'll die." Brian's eyes flooded with tears again. This time, Luke took Brian in his arms and comforted him. * * * "Luke, what's going on?" Jason asked, as Luke settled into the passenger seat next to him. "I'll tell you when we get home," Luke said. He turned and looked out the window then, and Jason decided it would be best not to push him. He put the car in gear and headed home. A few minutes later, the Andersons were all assembled in the living room. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson and Jason were all looking expectantly at Luke. "I've decided to have the surgery. I spoke with Doctor Grayson and set it up. It's scheduled for the day after tomorrow. We have to arrive at the hospital at 8:00AM," Luke said. They all just looked at Luke. Finally, Mr. Anderson said, "You scheduled it already?" "It needs to be done as soon as possible," Luke said. "But that leaves us so little time..." Mrs. Anderson's voice trailed off. Luke avoided her look. "I'm spending the day with Brian tomorrow. Maybe we can grill steaks tomorrow night. I have to be done eating by 8:00 though. I can't eat or drink anything after that," Luke said. "I see," Mrs. Anderson said, thickly. She got up and walked quickly out of the room. Mr. Anderson got up and gave Luke an exasperated, yet helpless look. He opened his mouth to say something. "Dad-" Jason said, looking at his father, and shaking his head "no". Herb looked at Jason, closed his mouth, and strode after his wife. Moments later, Jason and Luke heard Mrs. Anderson sobbing loudly in the kitchen, as her husband tried to comfort her. Luke's eyes welled with tears then. "C'mon," Jason said, getting up and reaching for Luke. Luke stood up and let Jason wrap his arm around him. As the two headed upstairs, Jason said, "Don't worry about Mom, she'll be fine!" "I know," Luke said, clearing his throat. "You will too," Jason said, as they reached the top of the stairs. Luke looked up into his brother's eyes then as tears filled his own. Jason wrapped his arms around his little brother, and drew him into a hug, as Luke began weeping. Not able to help himself any longer, Jason cried along with him... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.