Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2005 19:43:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brothers, Friends, & Lovers - Chapter 22
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!
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me so long between chapter - but we've
had a couple of deaths in our family recenty - and I've had no time for
writing. I'm just getting back to it now - so here's the latest -
enjoy! Tom.
Brothers, Friends, & Lovers
Chapter 22
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"I wouldn't do that if I were you!" a nurse said, quickly walking into
the room and over to Brian's bed.
"I have to!" Brian cried, as tears streamed down his face. "I don't want
to live anymore! I can't stand the pain anymore!"
Then, before the nurse could stop him he took all the pills.
"You shouldn't have done that Brian," the nurse said. "Now, we're going
to have to pump your stomach!"
"NO! PLEASE! Just let me go!" Brian sobbed.
With tears welling in her eyes, the nurse bent over Brian and stroked his
hair.
"It'll be OK Honey," she said soothingly.
Still sobbing, Brian turned onto his side, facing away from her.
Quickly, the nurse called for help. A couple of orderlies ran into the
room a moment later. As Brian screamed pathetically at them to let him
die, they managed to get him strapped down onto a gurney. Together, the
they and the nurse transported Brian down to the ER as quickly as
possible. There, a doctor stuck a tube down his throat and pumped his
stomach. When they were finished, they kept him in the ER for a short
time for observation, then, when they were sure he'd be alright, they
took him back up to the psychiatric ward.
* * *
It was almost a month before Jason saw Brian again. The night he
swallowed the pills, Brian's father called the Andersons, and told them
what had happened. He said that the doctors had decided the hospital
wasn't adequately equipped to help Brian, and they had transferred him by
ambulance to a special psychiatric hospital where he would get more
intense therapy, and where he could be watched better. The staff at the
psychiatric hospital asked that visitors be limited to just Brian's
parents, and for short amounts of time. They also specifically asked
that anyone who would remind Brian of Luke, not try to contact him at all
for a while.
Jason felt awful when he heard that Brian had tried to kill himself
again. All he wanted to do was rush to his side, take him in his arms
and hold him, telling him over and over that it wasn't his fault that
Luke died, until it finally sank into his head. Now, he wasn't even
allowed to visit him though!
In the wake of Luke's death, and Dan's departure, Brian's situation just
made Jason feel worse. He felt completely abandoned, and was extremely
depressed himself. Thankfully, he wasn't depressed to the point that
Brian was though.
By default, since he had nothing else to do, Jason began spending much of
his time with Bobby Callahan.
* * *
Jason had arranged to do something with Bobby the day after they'd met at
the cemetery. After hearing about Brian's suicide attempt though, he
really didn't feel like getting together with Bobby. In fact, he almost
canceled. As he thought about Bobby though, he remembered how upset the
boy had been when he found him crying over Luke's grave the previous day,
and he knew he needed to follow through. He knew Bobby was taking Luke's
death extremely hard, and he didn't want him to end up in the same
depressed state he was in, or worse, like Brian was.
Jason didn't really know what he was going to do with Bobby as he set off
for his house the next day. He didn't know him well enough to know what
kinds of things he liked to do, so he decided to see if Bobby had any
suggestions.
Bobby was home alone when Jason arrived. Both of his parents were at
work. Jason wondered if Bobby had forgotten they were going to get
together, because, the boy was clad only in a pair of sweat pants, and
his hair looked tossled, like he'd just woken up after sleeping on it all
night.
Bobby ended Jason's speculation when he apologized for not being ready to
go. He said he hadn't slept well the night before, and had ended up
sleeping late. He'd also not thought to set an alarm the night before.
"It's OK," Jason said, looking him up and down in a casual way, as they
talked.
Although Bobby was about to turn 15, he didn't look it. The casual
observer would most likely take him to be a good year, year and a half
younger. He was shorter than most boys his age, and very skinny. Jason
noted that Bobby wasn't muscular at all. He also must not spend much
time in the sun with his shirt off either, Jason thought, as his eyes
passed over Bobby's chest and back. His skin was very pale, except for
from the elbows down to his hands, and from his neck up. He was slightly
tanned in those areas.
Bobby wore a mop of straight, fine-looking, brown hair. Behind the
glasses he wore, which made him look bookishly intelligent, he had
beautiful blue eyes, with long, thick lashes. They were hooded by a pair
of thick brown eyebrows. As Jason studied him, he realized Bobby was
extremely good looking.
Jason smiled slightly to himself as again his gaze passed over Bobby's
chest. The boy had obnoxiously cute nipples! They were small, but
pointy.
"Shit, I wouldn't mind giving them a tweak, or a suck!" Jason thought to
himself.
Instantly, he silently berated himself for having thoughts like that
about a boy who was so much younger than himself.
"Do we have time for me to shower, before I get dressed?" Bobby asked,
interrupting Jason's thoughts, oblivious to Jason's scrutiny of his naked
torso.
"Sure," Jason said, forcing his gaze from Bobby's chest, back up to his
face.
"Um... what are we going to do?" Bobby asked, still not realizing that
Jason was giving him a good looking over. "I need to know what to wear."
"I don't know," Jason said. "Hadn't figured that out yet. What kind of
things do you like to do?"
Bobby looked at Jason. He was a little surprised. He'd thought Jason
would probably suggest something. As he stood trying to figure out
something he'd like to do, that Jason might like to do too, he took his
first really good look at Jason. He noticed then, how much Jason
resembled Luke. Immediately, Bobby became aware of the blood flowing
through his penis.
"Well we could suck each other's dicks if you'd like," Bobby imagined
himself saying.
"Well?" Jason asked, jolting Bobby back to reality. "What do you like to
do?"
"Um... I don't know," Bobby said, his face turning pink. He hoped Jason
hadn't noticed he was staring at him. "You wanta play some Video games
while we think about it?"
"Sure," Jason smiled.
"OK," Bobby said. "C'mon, I got a Game Cube up in my room."
Bobby turned and headed for the stairs then. Jason followed him.
* * *
Bobby had a typical boy's room. In addition to a full-size bed, dresser,
and a night stand, there were a couple sets of book shelves loaded with a
clutter of books and games. Amongst them sat an aquarium with dirt in
the bottom, tropical looking plants and a plant light. Two green geckos
sat side by side on a flat rock in the middle, basking in the warmth of
the light.
"Cute!" Jason said, grinning and squatting down to get a better look at
the lizards.
"Those are Ricky and Rodney," Bobby said. "Ricky's got the little black
spot on his tail."
"They're cool," Jason said.
"Thanks," Bobby said.
As Bobby watched Jason scan the rest of his room, he realized with horror
that he'd left his jar of vaseline sitting on the night stand next to his
bed. He hoped Jason didn't notice it, or if he did, that he didn't
figure out what he used it for. There was no way for him to discreetly
walk in front of Jason, pick it up, and stuff it in a drawer. All Bobby
could do, was wait, and worry.
When Jason looked in the direction of the night stand, his eyes did stop
when he saw the jar of petroleum jelly. A moment later, he suddenly
smiled to himself and glanced at Bobby. Bobby realized then that Jason
knew what he used the Vaseline for. His face flushed bright red, and he
looked mortified, and his face dropped to the floor.
Realizing that Bobby knew that he knew what it was for, and that the boy
was dying of embarrassment, Jason smiled benevolently and said, "Relax,
it's not like you're the only guy who jacks off! We all do! But... let
me suggest you try using hand lotion instead of Vaseline. It's a hell of
a lot easier to clean up!"
Bobby looked up at Jason, shocked.
Jason grinned a shit-eating grin and winked at him.
Bobby couldn't help himself then. He smiled too, although his face
remained bright red, as he stepped over to the night stand and put the
Vaseline in the drawer.
"um... Thanks for the suggestion," he said, softly.
"No problem. If there's anything I can do to help you have a better
orgasm, I will," Jason said.
"Aw shit!" he exclaimed immediately afterward, realizing what he'd said.
"I'm sorry, that REALLY came out bad! I just meant, if I thought there
was something you needed to know to make it better for you, I'd tell
you!"
Bobby smiled slightly, although he was still rather red in the face.
"I-I got what you meant," he said.
To himself, Bobby thought "Oh man, all you'd have to do is strip naked in
front of me and I'd have a great orgasm. I'd blow my load all over you!"
Again,he felt the familiar stirring in the crotch of his sweat pants.
Bobby wished he'd taken the time to put on some underwear under them when
he dressed earlier, but he'd been afraid of missing who was at the door,
ringing the bell.
"Anyway, give it a try with handlotion. Like I say, it's much less
mess!" Jason said.
"OK," Bobby said, still blushing, but smiling shyly. Mentally, he made a
note to try using some of his mother's hand lotion sometime.
* *
*
Bobby turned his attent to the 20" TV on top of the dresser then. On a
shelf next to it, was a Game Cube.
"Super Smash Brothers?" Bobby asked, naming one of his favorite Game Cube
games.
"Sure," Jason said, looking around a little more.
"C'mon and sit down then," Bobby said, sitting down on the edge of his
bed, facing the TV.
"'K," Jason said, dropping down next to Bobby and taking the game
controller the boy offered him.
"Ever play this before?" Bobby asked.
"Nope. You'll have to explain," Jason said.
Quickly Bobby explained how the game worked, and a few minutes later, the
two were playing. Bobby of course won the first four games. Jason
managed to beat him in the fifth one though, but barely.
"OK," Jason said, after losing two more games. "Enough of this for now.
My thumbs hurt! How 'bout we decide where we're going."
"OK," Bobby said. He picked up the controllers and set them on a shelf
and turned off the TV and Game Cube.
"So... what do you like to do?" Jason asked, as Bobby sat down next to
him again.
"I don't know," Bobby said. He flopped backward, onto his bed and
stretched. Then he folded his arms under the back of his head, and
looked back at Jason.
As Bobby was still shirtless, Jason noticed that he had little wisps of
dark hair in each of his armpits. He would've liked to reach out and run
his fingertips through them, but of course he couldn't.
So that Bobby wouldn't think he was staring at him, Jason laid back on
the bed next to him, in the same fashion. He was fully clothed, but his
T-shirt was sleeveless, so his armpits were completely exposed as well.
"Shit I wish I had armpit hair like he has," Bobby thought to himself.
Again he became aware of the sudden flow of blood through his organ.
The two lay quietly for a moment, each looking at the other.
Bobby was looking at Jason's armpit, thinking how sexy Jason was. Much
to his horror, he felt his penis starting to stretch in response.
Frantically, he tried to think of something else, hoping that the
erection that was beginning to form in his crotch would stop, before
Jason noticed it.
Unaware of Bobby's burgeoning problem, Jason was again looking at Bobby's
pert nipples. Not wanting to be caught staring at them, he shifted his
eyes downward to his feet. As his gaze passed over Bobby's crotch, he
was surprised to see the clear outline of Bobby's penis through his sweat
pants. Automatically, his eyes stopped and he looked for a moment at the
boy's pelvic region. He was even more surprised, when he noticed that
the bulge in Bobby's crotch was steadily getting bigger, and poking up
more and more under his sweat pants, which were loosely lying flat on top
of where it was.
As much as he wanted to continue watching Bobby's hardening dick, Jason
forced himself to look away. He didn't want Bobby to realize he'd
noticed. It would've been very embarrassing for him, as well as for
Bobby.
"How about miniature golf?" Jason asked, suddenly, trying to think of
anything the two of them could do, in an effort to get a non-sexual
conversation going.
Horrifically aware of his continually growing problem, Bobby's thoughts
were a jumble.
"Huh?" he asked, praying Jason wouldn't look back at him.
"What about miniature golf?" Jason asked again, continuing to look toward
the tank of geckos on the shelf beyond his feet. In his peripheral
vision he realized that Bobby's tent was nearly completely pitched.
"Damn," Jason thought, feeling his own dick beginning to harden. "He's
got a big one for a little guy!"
"Sure! That'd be good," Bobby said.
Realizing his boner was VERY obvious, Bobby quickly rolled away from
Jason, and sat up on the other side of the bed.
"I'm gonna get showered then," he announced, feeling his face beginning
to burn again.
He got up then and rather awkwardly side-stepped his way out of his room,
hoping Jason wouldn't notice, so that Jason didn't see the way his hardon
was tenting the front of his pants so much.
"OK," Jason said, making no further comment, and pretending not to notice
Bobby's strange behavior.
* * *
"Fuck, that was embarrassing," Bobby thought to himself, after he shut
the bathroom door. He hoped Jason hadn't seen his problem, or noticed
how weird he was acting.
"Last time I put on sweatpants without underwear on!" he vowed to
himself, looking down at the way his erection was sticking out in front
of him causing a huge bulge, just like a tentpole in his sweats.
"No wonder they call it 'tenting'!" he said, wryly to himself.
He pulled his sweatpants down and off his body then. As Bobby stood up,
his 6-1/2" penis stuck straight out in front of him. Bobby smiled
slightly as he wrapped his hand around it and began sliding his skin back
and forth over his rigid piece of meat.
As Bobby masturbated himself, he leaned his head backward and closed his
eyes, enjoying the pleasure he was giving himself.
Bobby continued jacking off for a few seconds, but then he abruptly
stopped and got into the shower.
He turned on the water, holding his hand under the spigot, as he adjusted
the temperature, then when it was the degree of warmth he wanted, he
straightened up and diverted the flow of water to the showerhead. A
blast of water sprayed out of it, soaking Bobby, who stood slowly
spinning around, getting wet all over.
A moment later, he stepped back out of the spray and took a bottle of
shampoo off the corner shelf, and poured some into his hand. Then he
soaped up his hair, working up a good lather. A moment later, his hands
traveled down his body, rubbing the shampoo all over himself like it was
a body wash. When he finished soaping his abdomen, Bobby reached up and
scraped some more shampoo off his head, then he used both hands to
thoroughly soap up his genitals. He scooped another handful of suds from
his hair and pressed it into his ass crack. Reaching behind him, he ran
his right hand up and down, through the depth of his crack, thoroughly
cleaning himself, and at the same time, enjoying the feeling of his
fingers sliding over his anus.
When he felt completely clean, Bobby once again grasped his penis, which
was still as stiff as a board, with his right hand, and he clutched his
scrotum with his left hand, and he began sliding his hand up and down his
dick, and gently squeezing his balls!
"Mmmmm..." he moaned softly, closing his eyes and leaning his head back.
Bobby's hand continued sliding up and down his soapy cock for a while.
After about a minute and a half, Bobby felt his orgasm building up. His
head tilted forward again, and his eyes opened as he looked down at his
crotch. His mouth opened too, as he began panting. His hand started
pistoning up and down his dick even faster.
Suddenly, Bobby groaned, and bent a little forward. A streak of cum shot
out his dick, splattering on the shower curtain.
"AAwwwww!" he moaned, smiling slightly at the release he felt.
Bobby kept on beating off, pausing slightly every couple of seconds, when
his body tensed up, and he fired another load of cum against the shower
curtain.
Within a half minute, Bobby's orgasm was over. He felt much better, as
he felt his penis beginning to soften. Quickly he rinsed the soap off
his body.
* * *
While Bobby was in the shower, Jason looked around his room. He looked
at the geckos some more. Then at all Bobby's books.
"Kid must like to read," he thought to himself.
Jason stopped short when he looked again at the nightstand next to
Bobby's bed. This time since the jar of Vaseline wasn't there, grabbing
his attention, he noticed the countenance of his brother staring back at
him.
"Son of a bitch!" Jason muttered, stepping over and picking up the framed
picture.
He looked at it curiously. It was only a photocopy of Luke's senior
portrait from the school year book. He wondered why Bobby didn't have a
better picture of Luke.
As he stood looking at it, Bobby walked into the room. He had a towel
wrapped around his waist, and his hair was dripping a little yet.
Jason looked up at him. Bobby looked embarrassed when he realized Jason
was holding his picture of Luke.
Jason didn't say anything. He just smiled at him, and set the photograph
back down.
"I'll just be a minute," Bobby said. He turned his back to Jason and
opened a dresser drawer.
Jason was about to leave to give Bobby some privacy, but the boy dropped
his towel and bent over to pull on a pair of underpants right in front of
him. As he did so, Jason got a good look at his ass. It was damned
cute, which caused Jason's dick to flex slightly and begin to harden.
"I could've left," Jason said, as Bobby turned around, once his underwear
was on, to pick up a pair of jeans off the floor next to the bed.
"It's OK, I don't care if you see my butt," Bobby said, hoping he sounded
casual.
"Oh, OK," Jason said, stepping back over to look at the geckos some more.
A few minutes later, Bobby was fully dressed and ready to go.
"OK, let's go swat some golf balls then," Jason said, smiling.
Bobby smiled back at him, and followed him out of his room and downstairs
to his car.
* * *
Jason took Bobby to play miniature golf then. Neither of them were very
good, but they enjoyed teasing each other, and trying to out-do one
another. In the end, they played two rounds, and each won one of them.
Afterward, they discovered that there was a go-cart track next door.
Jason grinned and asked Bobby if he'd like to take a spin. Although he
looked interested, Bobby dubiously said he didn't know.
"Why not?" Jason asked.
"I've never done it before," Bobby admitted then, turning pink in the
face.
Laughing, Jason said, "C'mon, I'll teach you. It's a piece of cake!"
They went next door, and happily found nobody else was at the track, so
Jason rented a couple of go-carts for them. The person working there
explained how everything worked.
"Now just follow me," Jason said.
Jason took off slowly then, and Bobby haltingly lurched away from the
starting point after him. Happily, he found that Jason was right - it
was indeed a piece of cake! A couple minutes later, he was speeding
along behind Jason, as if he'd driven a go-cart a hundred times before.
"That was AWESOME!" Bobby gushed, when they finished up. "Can we go
again?"
Jason looked at the person working there, and she just smiled and
nodded. "You can pay for a second run on your way out."
Grinning, the guys got back in their go-carts and took off again.
* * *
"Thanks Jason," Bobby said, later, as they were leaving. "That was a lot
of fun!"
Jason could tell by Bobby's face, that he meant it. The boy was
positively beaming! Jason was happy he'd been able to help him get his
mind off Luke for a while.
"OK, lunch time!" Jason announced. "How about McDonald's?"
"OK," Bobby said. "But Mom gave me some money so I could pay for my
stuff. You gotta let me pay for my lunch at least."
Chuckling, Jason said, "If you insist."
"I do," Bobby said, smiling.
* * *
Shortly, the two were sitting at a picnic table on the lawn next to the
parking lot at McDonald's. Jason was eating a Big Mac, and Bobby was
munching on a Double Quarterpounder with Cheese. Neither spoke as
hungrily, they devoured their meals.
As they ate, Bobby replayed in his mind the fun they'd just had
go-carting. He'd had a lot of fun with Jason, and was really starting to
like him. He hoped he'd take him go-carting again sometime. Then, he
began thinking about other things they could do together. As he made a
mental checklist of things he thought would be fun, he suddenly realized
he'd have to ask his parents' permission to continue hanging out with
Jason. It was then, that in his mind he heard them saying 'why does this
guy want to spend time with a boy your age?' This caused Bobby to begin
wondering the same thing. He realized then, that Jason was probably just
being nice to him because of Luke, and that it probably wouldn't last.
All the happiness he'd been feeling vanished suddenly. Sadly, he looked
off across the parking lot and sucked down the last of his soda.
As Jason finished his own soda, he noticed the sudden change in Bobby's
countenance. Suddenly he was sad looking again, and he wasn't talking
either.
"How come you're so quiet suddenly?" Jason asked.
Bobby looked at him for a moment, but didn't answer. Jason continued
looking curiously at him.
"Why are you spending time with me?" he asked Jason, finally.
"What do you mean?" Jason asked.
"Are you just hanging around with me because Luke asked you to?" Bobby
asked, looking carefully at Jason, attempting to see his reaction.
Jason smiled and said, "Well that's one reason I guess. At least, it's
the one that caused me to come see you to begin with."
"Is that the only reason?" Bobby pressed him.
"No," Jason said.
"Why else then?" Bobby asked. "Is it because you feel sorry for me?"
"Well, I suppose that could be another reason. I mean I do feel bad for
you that you lost Luke. I know how much you liked him, and that he cared
a lot for you. And knowing how I, as his brother feels having lost him,
I can imagine how you must feel too," Jason said.
"So... I was right. it's because Luke asked you to, and you feel sorry
for me," Bobby said resignedly, unable to hide the tone of sadness in his
voice.
Depressed again, he looked down at the ground.
Jason smiled then and reached over and hooked Bobby's chin with his
finger. He lifted the boy's face up, so he they were looking at each
other.
"Those are just two of the reasons Bobby. I'm doing it for me too. Just
like you've lost Luke, so have I. There's a huge hole in my life, just
like there is in your's. I know I can never completely fill in that hole
for you. Neither can you for me. But I know I really need to fill that
hole in at least part way with someone I can be friends with. I want to
try and fill it with someone who'll understand how I feel. I know you
understand. And I know you have the same needs as I do. Besides that
Bobby, I know Lukey loved you, so I know that you've got to be a great
guy. I want the person who I fill part of Luke's hole in my heart with
to be someone who's a great guy. So I'm not doing it just because I feel
sorry for you, although I do, nor because Lukey asked me to, even though
he did. I'm doing it because I want to. I want to get to know the guy
my little brother felt was so special - the guy he liked to hang out
with. The guy he chose to be his little brother! I want to be your
friend that way too Bobby!" Jason said.
Bobby's eyes welled with tears as Jason finished speaking. As Jason
continued holding the end of Bobby's chin, smiling sadly at him, he felt
Bobby's chin beginning to tremble slightly. A tear escaped from the
boy's right eye and dribbled slowly down his cheek.
"I want that too," Bobby managed to answer, just before he broke into
tears.
"I'm glad Bobby," Jason said, smiling sadly.
Jason got up then and walked around the picnic table and sat down next to
Bobby. He wrapped an arm around the boy and held him, as he cried softly
for a minute. As he comforted Bobby, Jason's eyes filled with tears too,
which he fought back as best as he could while Bobby wept softly.
* * *
Jason and Bobby spent a lot of time together after that. They went
go-carting again - several times, as they both seemed to really enjoy
it. They went swimming a few times. A few times they visited Luke's
grave together. Sometimes they just played video games, or sat quietly
together watching TV. They did a lot of different things.
It wasn't too long before both of them were completely comfortable with
each other, and had started to think of each other in a brotherly way.
Grieving together and doing things together brought them closer to each
other, and helped both of them to deal with their own personal feelings
of loss over Luke's passing. As the summer progressed, they both began
to slowly heal and get back to normal, without the brother they loved.
Bobby loved spending time with Jason for another reason too. Unbeknownst
to Jason, Bobby thought Jason was the sexiest looking hunk he'd ever
seen. Whenever Jason wasn't looking, Bobby's eyes zeroed in on Jason's
crotch, or his ass, or his chest, or his arm pits, or his sexy eyes, or
... well, you get the picture. When Jason looked his way though, Bobby
quickly looked away, and took precautions to hide the lump that had
developed in his crotch. It got to the point that ruefully, Bobby
thought to himself that his penis was constantly in a state of
semi-erection, if not fully stiff, whenever Jason was around. When Jason
wasn't around, Bobby found himself masturbating more often than he used
to as well. And when he did jack off, he most always fantasized that it
was Jason sucking him, or fucking him! He also took Jason's advice and
switched to using hand lotion, instead of vaseline as a lubricant when he
jerked off in his bedroom. Jason had been right. It was a LOT easier to
clean up!
Jason was having a similar problem as well. And, just like he was
unaware of Bobby's feelings and desires, Bobby was unware of his. Even
though Jason was several years Bobby's senior, he couldn't stop feeling
attracted to the boy. Bobby was an extremely good looking young man,
although he was short and skinny. He didn't have an ounce of fat on his
body though. His skin was smooth, almost completely unblemished, clear
of acne, and a nice pale creamy color. He had a pleasant face, and nice
straight, white teeth. His most alarmingly attractive feature was his
eyes. He had the most beautiful blue eyes that seemed to just suck Jason
in. Jason had a hard time diverting his eyes whenever Bobby looked his
way. Bobby had hardly any hair on his body, other than the tufts in his
pits, and his pubic hair. Jason also imagined that the boy's penis,
which he'd seen a couple times when they changed together to go swimming,
could get to be a good size for his body. He had a great ass too.
Although he knew it wasn't right for him, at age 22, to desire a 15 year
old's body, Jason couldn't help but wish he could suck the boy off, bury
his face between his ass cheeks and ream his asshole out with his tongue,
and then make slow, passionate, love to him. He of course never acted on
his wishes, and tried his best to avoid looking at Bobby too much, in the
hopes that he wouldn't have a constant hardon while he was with him. As
a result, Jason too found himself masturbating more often than usual, and
usually Bobby was a part of his fantasies.
And so the summer went. The two spent a lot of time together, having
fun, healing their spiritual wounds, and secretly wishing they could be
even closer to each other than they were. Emotionally, the did become
closer. Much closer. After just a week, Jason realized he was thinking
of Bobby as if he were a little brother. Bobby too knew that he'd found
another brother. As they got closer to each other, their relationship
did get more physical. Jason would jab Bobby in the ribs, causing him to
squeal in surprise and laugh from being tickled. Jason would of course
tickle him more, causing uproarious fits of giggles from the boy. Other
times, he might grab Bobby and get him in a headlock and administer a
noogie. He was careful to keep it a gentle noogie though. Although
Bobby loved being held tightly in Jason's arms, for appearance's sake, he
would try to break way from Jason when these things happened, and the two
would end up wrestling around, until, exhausted they collapsed in a heap
together on the ground, floor, couch, or bed. Bobby wished Jason would
take things further, and Jason really wanted to take things further, but
he didn't. He didn't want to hurt the boy in anyway. Their rough
housing did cause them both to feel even closer to each other though.
As Jason and Bobby spent time together, getting to know each other,
helping each other grieve, and secretly lusting after each other, Brian
spent a few hours a day at the psychiatric hospital, in individual
counseling sessions, and in group therapy sessions. Slowly, he too began
to heal. While it would literally take several more months for him to
get back to his old self, and he would never completely forgive himself
for Luke's death, he did get past the point where he felt he was the sole
cause of Luke's death. He also got past feeling that his life was
worthless, that he needed to be punished for his hand in Luke's death,
and that he should end his miserable existence. For this, his parents
were most thankful. So, although he still required counseling and group
therapy sessions a few times a week, with the immediate danger of feeling
suicidal gone, Brian's parents were finally able to bring him home in
early August...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.