Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2005 04:08:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brothers, Friends, & Lovers - Chapter 21
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
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are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope
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Brothers, Friends, & Lovers
Chapter 21
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About an hour after Dan left, Jason was lying on his bed staring sadly at
the ceiling. He'd cried on and off for almost the entire hour, until his
eyes were bloodshot and stung him. Finally, realizing Dan was really
gone for good, and there was nothing more he could do about it, Jason got
up. He felt like he had to piss like a race horse, like he usually felt
a short while after having an orgasm, and he hadn't peed since he and Dan
had sex earlier. He went across the hallway to the bathroom and peed.
When he was finished, he splashed some cold water on his tear-stained
face.
Jason went back to his room then, and sat down at his desk. The envelope
Luke had left for Brian was sitting there yet.
"Suppose I better go see Brian and take this to him," Jason thought to
himself.
He picked up the envelope to look at it. As he did, he realized there
was another envelope under it that he hadn't noticed before. It was
addressed simply to "BC".
"Who the hell is 'BC'?" Jason thought to himself, looking puzzled.
"Can't be a second one for Brian, those aren't his initials."
He picked up the envelope and looked at it, but there were no other
markings on it. It felt like there was something besides just a letter
in it. After a minute he got up and went downstairs to ask his parents
if they had any idea who 'BC' was.
Jason found his parents both sitting in the living room, watching TV.
"Do either of you have any idea who has the initials 'BC' that Luke would
know?" he asked.
The Andersons looked at each other a moment, then Mr. Anderson looked up
at Jason and said "Nope. Sorry."
Jason and his father looked at Mrs. Anderson. She appeared to be
thinking about something. Suddenly a smile crossed her face.
"I know who it is," She said. "A while ago I brought some laundry up to
your room. When I was there, I noticed a scrap of paper on the floor. I
picked it up. Now what did I do with it?"
Mrs. Anderson's mind wandered a moment, then she said, "I know."
She got up and went out to the kitchen, returning a moment later holding
a yellow post-it note.
"Here, I put it on the kitchen table for you," she said, handing it to
Jason. "Anyway - I expect your "BC" is this Bobby Callahan! That's that
boy from school who Luke was friends with. The younger boy who was
always picked on, who Luke stuck up for. Anyway, I'm not sure what the
note was with, but apparently Luke wanted you to give the boy something
for him."
Jason smiled as he read Luke's note: 'Jase - Please give this to Bobby
Callahan. He lives over at 1431 Ridge St. And... maybe you can spend
some time with him every so often. I think he'd like that, and I think
you'd like it too!'
"Cool! Thanks Mom! Mystery solved. Luke left an envelope addressed to
'BC' on my desk. This must've been with it," Jason said, smiling.
"I expect you're right," his mother said. "I found that on the floor by
your desk!"
"Thanks Mom!" Jason said, and he turned around and headed back upstairs.
* * *
Back in his room, Jason contemplated delivering Bobby's envelope to him,
but after re-reading the tail end of Luke's note, he decided he really
wasn't up to it. He remembered how upset Bobby had been at the funeral.
It also sounded to him like Luke thought Bobby wasn't going to handle
losing Luke too well, and Jason was suffering too much immediate personal
loss to be of much help to anyone else right then.
"Maybe I'll take it to him tomorrow," Jason thought to himself, "after I
go see Brian."
Jason spent the rest of the night in his room thinking. First he would
remember something about Luke, then Dan would creep back into his mind.
Occasionally, his thoughts got to be too much for him and he wept for a
while.
About 11:30 the phone rang. Jason quickly picked it up, so it wouldn't
wake his parents, who had called 'Goodnight' up the stairs to him a half
hour earlier. It was Dan. He wanted to let Jason know that he'd gotten
home OK. They spoke only a few minutes, Dan telling Jason about his
flights, then they hung up.
As Jason sat on the edge of his bed with Dan's soft southern drawl fresh
in his mind, tears welled anew in his eyes. Feeling a complete sense of
loss all over again, Jason stood up, stripped nude, crawled into bed and
turned out his light. Then lying all alone in the darkness, he again
wept miserably. He cried for Luke, and for his loss of Dan. He cried
for some time, until mercifully sleep overtook him.
* * *
Whether because of all the stress of the preceding couple of weeks, or
his lack of sleep since Luke died, Jason literally exhausted, and finally
slept soundly through the night. In fact, it was almost 10:00 AM when he
finally woke up the next morning.
As Jason laid staring up at the ceiling, he was surprised at how rested
he felt. Both physically, and emotionally he felt much better than he
had the previous night. With his sense of renewed vigor, Jason decided
he would go to see Brian. He would also deliver Bobby's envelope to him,
and maybe visit with him for a little while. Then, if he felt up to it,
he thought he might even go and visit Luke's grave. The undertaker had
said that Luke's gravestone would be in place now, and Jason felt that it
might be beneficial to get his first visit to his brother's grave since
the funeral out of the way, so that he could try and move on as best he
could without Luke in his life anymore.
As Jason laid there contemplating his day's activities, unconsciously his
hand slid down beneath the covers and grasped his morning hardon.
When he finally consciously realized he was fondling himself, Jason
smiled and said to himself, "Guess I better take care of this first
though!"
Still smiling slightly, Jason reached for the jug of hand lotion he kept
in his nightstand drawer, and the box of tissues sitting on top of the
nightstand. Then he pushed the covers down, exposing his naked body.
Jason squirted a liberal amount of hand lotion into his right hand and
worked it around in his palm a moment to warm it up a little. Then, as
he cupped his scrotum with his left and began gently kneading his
testicles, he wrapped his lotion-filled right hand around his stiff penis
and slathered the lotion all over it, lubing it well. Once it was coated
with the hand cream, Jason began slowly masturbating.
"Mmmmmmm," he sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing, as his hand began to
slide up and down his hard shaft.
Jason slowly jerked off, thoroughly enjoying every stroke of his hand, up
and down his stiff rod.
Eventually, Jason spread his legs further apart, and scooped a dab of
hand lotion up with the middle finger of his left hand. Then, he reached
between his legs and jabbed his moistened finger at his ass crack, in the
area of his asshole. His slippery finger slid right between his cheeks.
Pushing a little further inward, his finger encountered his anus and he
began rubbing his finger up and down, across it.
"Mmmmmmm," Jason moaned again, from the pleasure he was giving himself.
After a few minutes of slowly masturbating and rubbing his asshole, Jason
began to feel that his orgasm was about to start building. He began to
quicken the tempo of his hand, as it slid up and down his rod. At the
same time, he increased the speed of his finger as it rubbed back and
forth over his tightly puckered rosebud.
It wasn't long before Jason's pleasure was steadily increasing, and he
knew it wouldn't be long before he blew his load.
Jason's body became tenser as he neared his climax, and he began humping
his pelvis up and down off the bed a little. He sped up his strokes up
and down his dick and with his finger he was using on his asshole.
About a minute later, Jason was completely tensed up, with his head
tilted backward, and his chin pointing straight up in the air. His hips
were fucking up and down off the bed, as his hand was flying up and down
his hardon, and his fingertip was rubbing back and forth over his anus.
He was moaning lowly as well.
Suddenly, Jason's heavy breathing abruptly stopped, as he gasped and his
body tensed up even more, and stopped moving for a moment. A thick rope
of semen shot out the end of his dick, landing in a long streak that
stretched from Jason's chin, nearly down to his belly button.
"OHHhhhhh!" Jason exclaimed, as his cum rocketed out of him and flew
through the air.
Quickly, he resumed masturbating himself.
"Mmmmmmm!" he groaned, a moment later, as a second streak of cum shot out
of his dick and landed on his torso.
Jason continued manipulating his penis, and rubbing his hole for another
half minute, as he ejaculated 4-5 more loads of semen. Each shot of cum
was progressively smaller, and landed on his abdomen, closer and closer
to his pubic region, until his last spasm only produced a large dribble,
which ran out of his urethra and down the topside of his penis, dribbling
over his thumb.
"Oh yeah," Jason exclaimed smiling quietly to himself, as he pulled his
finger from his asshole, and let go of his penis when he was finally
finished cumming.
Jason licked his cum off his thumb, savoring the slightly salty flavor.
A moment later, ass he lay there enjoying the afterglow of his
experience, his body gave one last final shudder, and a final drop of
semen oozed out his piss slit. He wiped it from his dick with the index
finger of his left hand, which he then also raised to his lips and licked
clean.
"Damn, that was good,' Jason muttered, smiling to himself, as he started
pulling some tissues from the box, to clean himself off with. It took
about 8 tissues to clean him up.
Jason laid quietly resting for a few minutes, then he decided he'd best
get up and get moving, or he wouldn't get anything done that day.
Quickly he jumped up and headed for the bathroom.
* * *
An hour and a half later, Jason was in Burlington, walking through the
hospital corridors, heading for Brian's room.
Brian was alone in his room, in bed, when Jason got there. He was
looking away from the door, staring at the sky, out the window.
"Hey Bri," Jason said.
Jason heard Brian's breath catch, and saw his body jerk slightly, at the
sound of his voice. Brian didn't reply though, or even turn to look at
Jason. He just continued to stare out the window.
Jason walked over to the bed and walked around to the other side of it.
Brian's eyes never deviated from the window.
"How ya feelin'?" Jason asked.
No reply. Brian just continued looking out the window.
Jason tipped his head sadly and looked down at Brian. Brian's hand,
which had an IV stuck into one of the veins on top of it, was resting on
his belly. Jason reached down and gently picked it up, and held it in
his hand. Brian flinched slightly at Jason's initial touch. He didn't
pull his hand away though. He blinked several times though, and his eyes
began to look more watery than usual to Jason.
Jason talked for a few minutes, telling Brian about the things he and
Dan, and Paul and Darren had done over the last couple days. Jason was
pretty sure that when he mentioned his and Dan's visit to Hardwick Lake,
that Brian started to look sadder, so he quickly changed the subject.
No matter what he said or did, he couldn't get a response from Brian
though.
Finally, in desperation, Jason asked quietly, "What'd ya have to go and
do this for Bri?"
For a split second, Brian's eyes shifted toward Jason, and locked on
his. Jason was shocked at the hollow look in them. Almost instantly,
Brian looked back toward the window.
As Jason looked down at him, he could now clearly see tears forming in
the corner of Brian's left eye. Carefully, Jason sat down on the edge of
the bed and leaned over Brian, and wrapped his arms around him the best
he could.
"What happened isn't your fault Bri! Nobody blames you! Least of all
Lukey. He never blamed you, ever! None of us did! You gotta get past
this man. I'm gonna need to have you around! Lukey's gone, and I've
lost Dan too! Please Bri... I need you to be here with me!" Jason said.
Jason gave Brian a hug then. When he sat back up, Brian was still
looking away from him, but silent tears were streaming down his face.
Almost angrily, he turned away from Jason, so his back was facing him.
When he did that, the blankets got pulled up off him. Brian was wearing
a hospital gown, so his back and butt were completely exposed.
As upset as he was about Brian's state of mind, Jason couldn't help but
notice that he sure had a cute ass.
Feeling terrible for Brian though, and at a complete loss, wondering what
he could do to help him, Jason tugged gently on the blankets, and
straightened them out, covering Brians' back and butt up.
Jason said softly "I hope you feel better soon! I'll be back again in a
couple days to check up on you. In the meantime, maybe you want to read
this. It's a letter for you from Luke. He wrote it the night before he
died. He asked me to give it to you if he didn't make it. He loved you
very much Brian, and he never blamed you for what happened. I never did
either, and I love you too man!"
Jason leaned over then and kissed Brian on the cheek. Then he put Luke's
letter on the table, and left.
As he watched Jason walking out the door, Brian's lower lip began to
tremble and tears flooded his eyes again. Jason paused in the doorway
and turned to look at Brian, but Brian quickly rolled over again so that
again he was facing away from Jason.
Sadly, Jason turned and walked away.
After a minute, When he was sure Jason was gone, Brian buried his face in
his pillow and broke down sobbing.
* * *
After a while, Brian got control of his emotions. He turned onto his
back and flinched when he saw Luke's letter to him, laying on the table.
He stared at the letter. Finally, after ten minutes had gone by, he
reached out with a trembling hand and picked the letter up. Before he
could change his mind, he ripped the envelope open. The first thing that
fell out was a hemp bracelet that Brian had given Luke. Luke had given
Brian a matching one at the time as well. Both had worn them at all
times, until they'd each been hospitalized. Tears welled anew in Brian's
eyes as he picked it up. He held it to his nose and breathed in deeply.
Ever so faintly, he smelled Luke's scent. Brian's tears started to flow
again. He set the bracelet down and wiped his face and looked inside the
envelope again. Inside he found a letter, and inside the folded sheets
of paper were several photos the two of them had taken on their last day
together at the lake. When his eyes fell on the pictures, Brian broke
into tears again. Dropping the pictures in his lap, he buried his face
in his hands and sobbed.
After a couple minutes, sniffling yet, Brian wiped his eyes. He picked
up the pictures and looked at all of them. By the time he was finished,
he was crying again. He managed to calm himself down after another
couple minutes though. He put the pictures in the envelope again, and
opened Luke's letter and began reading.
"Hey Bri,
Well, if you're reading this, it's because I'm gone. I know you must be
hurting, and I'm so sorry Bri. I never meant for you to be hurt. I
didn't have much choice though. Have the surgery, or die maybe anyway.
Hey! I gave it my best shot!
I hope to Hell you're not still blaming yourself for this, cause it's NOT
YOUR FAULT! Got that? It's not your fault man! It never was! So if
you are blaming yourself yet - STOP IT!
Hey! Aren't these pictures of us GREAT? That day up on the mountain was
the Best! Always remember how happy we were Bri! I know you're gonna be
sad without me for a while. I guess that can't be avoided. But Bri...
eventually you have to let me go and you have to get on with your life!
Don't waste it mourning for me! Go out and find yourself a great guy!
One with a BIG dick! LOL
Um.... if things don't work out for Jason and Dan, you could always get
together with Jason you know! I know he loves you, and thinks you're a
great guy. And he has a BIG dick! LOL Seriously... whether you and
Jase ever consider getting together or not, I hope you two hang out
together. He's gonna need a new little brother now that I'm not around.
And I think you'd be the perfect replacement! Promise you'll at least
hang out with him sometimes. He's gonna really need a friend. And... if
you do take it further than that - no reason to feel guilty - cause it'd
be fine with me! I just hope that both of you can find some happiness,
and at least still be friends yet too!
OK - it's getting late and I'm tired. I need to try and get some sleep
before tomorrow. lol like I'll really be able to sleep! Anyway, I g2g.
Before I do though, Bri - you need to know that I love you more than
anyone on this planet! It's killing me to think I might not wake up from
surgery tomorrow, and I won't be able to be with you ever again. And
it's killing me to think how much you must be hurting. I know how you
feel about me. You've told me and shown me. Just remember I love you
just as much, maybe more! I hope that there is a Heaven, and someday we
can meet each other up there! Till then - go have a great life! If
there's a way for me to be with you in spirit, know that I'll be right
there with you, as you enjoy every moment! I'll also be there for you if
you're hurting. So if you need to talk - talk to me... but... wait till
nobody's around. Don't want anyone to think you're crazy! lol - well
crazier than you are!!! LOL
All my love forever,
Luke"
As he finished reading Luke's letter, Brian's eyes welled with tears, and
again he turned onto his side, facing away from the door, buried his face
in his pillow and sobbed pitifully.
* * *
Jason cried most of the way home from Burlington. He had intended to go
see Bobby Callahan, and give him the envelope Luke had left for him, but
he was too upset by Brian's condition, and in general over losing Luke
and Dan. As he drove back into town, he came past the entrance to the
cemetery. He stopped in front of it, and hesitated. After a moment, he
suddenly jerked the wheel to the right and gunned the engine, sending his
car rocketing through the entrance gate.
"Might as well go see if they put Luke's headstone up," he said to
himself. "Can't feel any worse than I already do!"
Jason drove deep into the cemetery, and parked at the bottom of the hill
that their family's burial plot was up on top of. He got out of the car
and started up the hill. His knees felt a little weak as he approached
the crest of the hill. This was his first visit to Luke's grave, since
they'd buried him.
As Jason walked up over the crest of the hill, his family's plot was
several yards in front of him. He was surprised to see someone at Luke's
grave. It was a boy. He was kneeling in front of Luke's grave. Because
of the placement of the graves and stones, the boy had his back to
Jason. As he approached Luke's grave, Jason could see the top corners of
a new black headstone behind the boy.
"Great!" Jason thought. "Not only is it my first visit to Luke's grave,
and seeing his gravestone for the first time, but there's someone else
here too!"
Jason stopped a few yards back from Luke's grave, and contemplated
leaving and coming back later, when no one would be there. As he stood
considering what to do, he noticed that the boy's shoulders appeared to
be shaking, and he heard the boy talking to Luke.
"... wanted to tell you! But, I was afraid you'd turn against me! I
wouldn't have been able to stand it if that happened. You were my only
friend! I couldn't lose you! But, now I've lost you anyway! God, I
miss you so much Luke! And I never even got to tell you how much I loved
you! Now, you'll never know!" he heard the boy say in a quavering voice.
Jason felt bad for the boy. Looking at him, he thought he looked awfully
young to be one of Luke's friends though. Suddenly, he realized that it
was Bobby Callahan! Luke had been right. Bobby was taking his death
badly.
Jason decided he had no choice but to stay, and go talk to Bobby. It's
what Luke would've wanted him to do. He walked up behind Bobby. The boy
had a bouquet of red and white carnations in his hand. His head was
bent, and he'd begun sobbing.
With tears in his eyes, Jason stepped up next to Bobby and knelt beside
him, startling the boy. Bobby looked shocked to see anyone. He turned
red in the face, and looked down again.
Trying desperately to control his weeping, Bobby croaked, "I-I'm
s-sorry."
"Shhhh..." Jason said, sniffling.
He draped an arm around Bobby, and hugged him.
"You don't have anything to apologize for. I know you're hurting because
Luke's gone. I think Luke would've appreciated your visit, and the nice
flowers you brought too." Jason said, smiling sadly.
Bobby looked up at Jason, he face still wet with tears.
"H-how long have you been here?" Bobby asked.
"Long enough to hear you telling Lukey how much you loved him," Jason
said, still smiling sadly. "I know he cared a lot about you too Bobby!
He'd have been very happy to know you loved him. I'm sure though that
he's here with us right now, and that he knows now. And I'm sure that if
he could, he'd tell you that he loves you too!"
Tears filled Bobby's eyes anew, and his head drooped, and he began
sobbing again. Jason hugged Bobby to him, and held him.
As he held the crying boy, Jason finally looked at Luke's new headstone.
Tears filled his eyes as he read the inscription. Beneath Luke's birth
and death dates were two epitaphs that Luke had wanted inscribed on his
stone.
"Live every moment, love every day, cause before you know it your
precious time slips away!" which were the lyrics of a song by REO
Speedwagon.
And... "Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened!"
Jason began weeping along with Bobby then.
Eventually both boys' tears stopped. Jason released Bobby, and they both
wiped their faces and rubbed their eyes.
After a couple minutes Jason said, "I was actually going to come see you
after. Luke left you something, and asked me to give it to you!"
Bobby looked questioningly at Jason.
"C'mon, it's in the car," Jason said.
Bobby put his flowers in the vase in front of Luke's headstone, then The
two got up and Bobby followed Jason back to his car. When they got
there, Jason reached in, and picked up the envelope Luke had left for
Bobby, which was sitting on the passenger seat. Bobby looked almost
scared when Jason handed it to him.
"What is it?" he asked, timidly.
Jason smiled and said, "I don't. Guess you better open it! By the way.
How come Luke addressed it to 'BC'?"
Smiling slightly, Bobby explained that Luke always called him by his
initials. He said that Luke liked how Bobby's initials were 'BC' like
they use in dates to mean "before Christ".
Bobby opened the envelope then. As he tipped it up, a silver and
tourqouise arrowhead necklace slid out.
Jason grinned and said "So that's where that went!"
Bobby looked at him quizzically, and Jason told him that had been a
favorite necklace of Luke's when he was Bobby's age. He'd always worn
it.
Guiltily, Bobby asked Jason if he wanted it back.
"NO! Luke wanted YOU to have that. Here... let's put it on you," Jason
said.
He helped Bobby put it on.
"Looks great on you," Jason said smiling a bitter-sweet smile.
Bobby picked up the arrowhead and looked down at it. Sniffling a little,
he told Jason he really liked it. He let the arrowhead drop back against
his chest. He rubbed his eyes, and then he reached into the envelope and
pulled out the letter that Luke had written to him. He opened it and
started reading. Tears welled in his eyes, and he had to keep wiping
them as he read.
"Hey BC!
I wish I was there with you right now, but if you're reading this,
obviously my surgery didn't go as planned, so I can't be. I'm sorry
about that man! I hope you're not feeling too bad!
I hope you like the necklace I'm leaving for you - I got it once when we
were on vacation, and I really loved it. It was always one of my
favorites. I thought it would look good on you, and that you'd have
something to remember me by too. So, wear it if you like, or just keep
it in a box if you don't want to wear it! It's up to you.
I want you to know that you've been very special to me Bobby! Just like
a little brother. I lucked out and had the best big brother in the
world. I always wished I'd had a little brother though too - just like
you! So, when I met you and we started to get along good, I began to
think of you as if you were the little brother I never had. I always
thought of you that way, and I grew to love you just like you were really
my brother!
You also need to know that I've always known you were different than most
other boys BC. Even though we never talked about it, I think you
understand what I mean. You need to know though that it's OK with me
that you are different! I love you for who you are, and I always will -
no matter what! You've got a good heart - the best heart! That's all
that counts! Don't ever let anyone persuade you to live your life
falsely! Don't you change who you are just to suit others, and don't you
be afraid to be the man you want to be! Not everyone will appreciate you
for who you are, but many people will, and they're the people who are
worth spending your time with. Since we first met, we've spent a lot of
time together, and I've grown to care a great deal about you. I truly
like the person you are, and the fine young man you're becoming.
Like I said, you would've been a fantastic guy to have as a little
brother. I honestly have grown to think of you as if you were my little
brother. I love you very much Bobby. I always will, even if I'm not
here with you anymore. If there's an afterlife, I'll watch over you, so
- I will be with you. If there's a heaven, then we'll see each other
again - but hopefully not for another 80 years or so! Remember
everything I've told you, but most of all, remember that I love you!
Peace,
Luke"
As he finished reading the letter, tears started flooding Bobby's eyes,
and he started to cry again. Soon, he was sobbing hysterically. With
tears welling Again in Jason's eyes, Jason took the boy in his arms and
held him as he wept.
Eventually, Bobby cried himself out. He continued to hold on tightly to
Jason though, who had his arms wrapped securely around him. He felt safe
and loved, in Jason's arms, and imagined that it was actually Luke who
was holding him.
After a couple minutes, Jason unfolded his arms from around Bobby and
leaned back and looked down at him.
"Gonna be OK?" he asked, rubbing some tears from his own right eye.
Turning pink in the face, Bobby finally pulled away from Jason and looked
up at him. He didn't answer, but nodded slightly in reply.
"You can read it if you want," Bobby said, holding the letter out to
Jason.
Surprised, Jason took it.
"You sure?" he asked, looking at Bobby.
Again, Bobby nodded.
Jason read the letter then. When he was finished, he had tears in his
eyes again.
"Told you he loved you," Jason smiled, sadly.
Bobby smiled back, equally as sadly.
"I still wish he was here, so I could tell him I love him!" he said.
"He knows," Jason said.
"I still wish he was here yet!" Bobby said. "He was my only real
friend."
Hearing that, and picturing the boy kneeling alone in front of Luke's
grave, then remembering how Bobby had been all alone in the cafeteria the
day he saw Luke first go to help Bobby with the bullies, Jason felt
really bad for the boy. Then he remembered in Luke's note, that he'd
asked Jason to maybe spend some time with Bobby. Jason contemplated the
boy a moment, as he stared off into space.
"Um... well... I know it's not the same, but... you know, I lost my
little brother, and you lost your 'big brother'... what would you think
about hanging out with me sometimes?" Jason asked. "Maybe we could be
friends, like you and Lukey were. Who knows? Maybe we could get to be a
little bit like brothers ourselves!"
Bobby looked up at Jason with a surprised look on his face.
"Why would you want to do that?" he asked.
Smiling, Jason said, "Because if Luke thought you were such a great guy,
you must be, and I think I'd like to hang out with a guy like you!
Besides, I think we could both use someone - someone who knew Luke - to
hang out with."
Bobby looked at Jason a moment, then smiling slightly, he said, "OK, I
guess."
Jason smiled at Bobby and wrapped his arms around him and gave him a
hug. He was happy to feel Bobby responding by hugging him back.
After they released each other, Jason asked Bobby how he'd gotten to the
cemetery. Bobby told him he'd walked. Jason offered him a ride home,
and Bobby accepted. so the two got into Jason's car and took off.
As they drove along toward Bobby's house. Jason asked Bobby if he had
any plans the next day. Bobby said he didn't.
Smiling, Jason said, "OK then, how about we get together and do
something?"
Bobby looked at Jason a little uncertainly for a moment, but when Jason
smiled at him, he smiled back and accepted.
As they pulled up in front of Bobby's house, they made plans for Jason to
pick Bobby up about 1:00 the next afternoon. Bobby jumped out of the car
then, and waved at Jason, as he drove off. Then he turned and ran into
the house, and up the stairs to his room.
* * *
When he got up to his room, Bobby closed the door and flopped down on his
bed and stared up at the ceiling. He fingered the arrowhead necklace
Luke had left him. His eyes watered as he thought about all the good
times he'd had with Luke. For some reason, wearing Luke's necklace made
him feel like Luke was right with him.
Bobby pulled Luke's letter from his pocket, unfolded it and read it
again. He re-read the part where Luke said he knew that he was different
than most other boys and that it was OK with him.
"Did he really know I'm gay?" Bobby whispered to himself, staring at the
letter with a funny look on his face.
"I wonder if Jason's right and Luke really does know how much I love
him?" he thought a moment later.
As he laid there fingering Luke's arrowhead, and thinking about Luke,
Bobby felt his dick beginning to stiffen.
"I wonder if Luke would've still liked me if he knew I had wanted to have
sex with him?" Bobby thought. He reached down into his pants and boxers
and adjusted his penis, which was now completely stiff, but was bent
double in a very uncomfortable position. As he did so, his hand lingered
in his pants, and he squeezed his penis a few times.
A small smile spread over Bobby's face, and he quickly pulled his hand
out of his pants. He unfastened the top button, and unzipped the
zipper. Then, he kicked his sneakers off, and stood up and pulled his
pants and boxers off. Bobby pulled his T-shirt off and tossed that onto
the floor too. Then, with just his socks on, Bobby flopped back down on
his bed, and spun around, swinging his feet up, so he was lying fully on
his bed. He reached down under the bed and withdrew a jar of vaseline.
He removed the lid and scooped some of the jelly out, and set the jar
down next to him on the bed. Bobby grasped his penis then and slathered
it up and down with the vaseline. Then, smiling to himself, Bobby closed
his eyes and began to slowly slide his hand up and down his stiff rod.
"Mmmmm" he moaned a minute later, as pictures of Luke cycled through his
mind.
In his mind's eye, Bobby saw Luke naked, although he'd never actually
seen Luke naked. Luke was standing in front of him. In Bobby's mind, he
had a huge hardon, it too was greased with vaseline, and his hand was
sliding up and down it too, just like Bobby's was.
"Would you like to fuck me?" Bobby imagined himself asking Luke.
Luke smiled back, and said, "Oh yeah!"
Smiling bobby pulled his legs up, so his knees were up against his chest,
but were spread apart. He scooped some excess vaseline from the base of
his dick with his left forefinger, then reached between his legs and
applied the jelly to his anus. Closing his eyes again, he resumed
masturbating with his right hand, while he pressed his left forefinger
through his asshole, shoving it up inside himself.
"MMMmmmm!" Bobby moaned with pleasure, as his finger slid up inside his
rectum.
A moment later, Bobby's hand was sliding up and down his 6" rod at a
brisk pace, and his left index finger was slipping in and out of his
asshole at the same rate of speed. The boy was clearly enjoying himself,
as every so often his sphincter contracted around his finger, then
released, in anticipation of his eventual orgasm. Each time this
happened, his penis expanded slightly, then returned to its normal erect
size, as it momentarily filled with a bit more blood. Bobby moaned
happily when this happened.
As Bobby continued masturbating, the image he had in his mind of Luke
kept changing, as in his imagination, Luke too was getting hotter and
hotter as he too jerked off!
A couple minutes after he started jacking off, Bobby felt his orgasm
beginning to build. Another few strokes of his hand, and Bobby gasped as
he fired a wad of cum out his dick! It flew through the air, and landed
on his chest, right next to his left nipple.
"Oh!" Bobby exclaimed, as he ejaculated a second load.
Bobby's hand kept stroking up and down, and, as he groaned and fired his
third load, in his mind's eye, Luke began to cum as well, shooting a rope
of cum out of his dick, that landed on the floor.
Bobby continued masturbating, firing another 3-4 loads of semen before
his orgasm finally ended.
"Mmmmmmm!!!" Bobby moaned quietly to himself, as he pulled his finger
from his ass, and let go of his dick.
As he used some Kleenexes to clean up his mess, Bobby wondered ruefully
what Luke would've thought about him masturbating to the image of him
masturbating as well! Oddly, Luke's grinning, and winking image was all
that kept passing through his mind, and Bobby felt that if Luke did
realize, it was a sign that he was alright with it.
* * *
About the same time Bobby was masturbating, a nurse was entering Brian's
room at the hospital.
"Time for your afternoon pain medicine," she said.
Brian held out his hand and allowed her to dump 3 pills into it. He
tossed them into his mouth, then swallowed a gulp of water from the cup
that was sitting on his table.
"Do you need anything else?" the nurse asked.
"No," Brian replied.
"OK then, why don't you try and take a nap," The nurse said.
Brian didn't reply, but nodded. The nurse left then. As soon as she was
gone, Brian opened up his hand, and looked down at the pills he'd
pretended he'd taken. Then he opened the drawer in his bedside table and
withdrew a folded napkin. He unfolded it, exposing almost 2 dozen more
pills.
"This should do it," he said, adding the three he'd just supposedly taken
to them.
As tears filled his eyes, Brian poured himself a cup of water.
Setting the pitcher down, he picked up the napkin and looked down at the
pills. Tears began to stream down his cheeks as he picked up a handful
of the pills...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.