Date: Tue, 21 Mar 2006 01:31:41 +0800
From: YoDawgs Bl.net <yodawgs.blnet@gmail.com>
Subject: Search for conscience, chapter 5

Chapter Five --A good night's play and a ticklish morning.

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The brown haired boy lay on the bed, lost in a separate world. A world of
bliss. A world of empty nothingness with the exception of sheer joy and
pleasure. His eyes were shut, his mouth opened, uttering a silent moan, his
head thrown back, exposing the sinewy muscles of his neck and stretching
further the skin of his breast. Cody sat straddled across the sweaty
abdomen of this particular boy, and was savouring the pleasure that
radiated from the sheer tanned skin of the semi-conscious youth. His hands
caressed the entire outline of the boy's upper body, taking into account
the structure of the ribs, and the subtle bulge of the chest muscles. His
thumbs, however, were gently rubbing at the moderately-sized brown tips at
the end of each breast, and Sean was reacting to it, not in a subtle way,
however. On the contrary, Sean was pushing his chest outward, causing his
ribs to protrude and his epidermis to stretch in such a manner that the
entire structure of his body was visible. Cody could not comprehend how a
simple act of massaging one's nipples could cause such reactions. Sean's
arms were stretched out above his head, horizontally parallel to each other
and parallel to his body.

Small cries were uttered while Cody slowly massaged the half-developed,
rib-exposed chest. Aware of the fact that Sean enjoyed having his nipples
touched and massaged; Cody decided to tease the older boy a little. He
decided to repeat what he was doing just five minutes ago. He took his
thumbs off Sean's nipples, and the boy uttered a cry of disappointment, as
the pleasure was ripped from the very membranes of his cerebrum. Cody then
proceeded to firmly, and systematically massage the whole of Sean's chest
and neck, purposefully avoiding his nipples, but drifting dangerously close
to the tit, sometimes rubbing on the areola. Once again, Cody admired the
complexity of the human being lying beneath him, as he slowly picked on
each freckle and traced his fingers across the angular collarbone of the
youth. He decided to take the game one stage further and deliberately made
little circles around Sean's nipples tracing the areola, and straying
extremely closely to the little bulge that was erect and flushed, due to
the earlier ministrations.

He could see Sean visibly tensing and squirming side to side as a desperate
ploy to open up the chamber of bliss again. A smile, the first smile for a
long time, broke free of his emotions and showed on his mouth. A childish,
innocent smile, as he continued to move his fingers just out of reach of
Sean's movements. He did not know that Sean's body was brimming with
hormones, and had very newly rendered his nipples as extremely erogenous
zones.

"Ugh.. Ugh.." muttered Sean, as he moved his body in rhythm with Cody's
circular journey of ecstasy, trying to catch a ride.

Eventually, he could not bear it, and yet again nearly shouted in his
angst.

"Ahh!! Just touch them! Pleeeease! I can't take it any more! Awww!"

Cody slowly continued for approximately two more seconds, before he decided
that Sean had suffered enough, and finally allowed his fingers to lightly
brush against Sean's tits, albeit only for a millisecond or so. He
witnessed Sean's body bucking up in effect of his actions, and again,
another hoarse cry of:

"Aaahhhaaaahaaaah!! STOP PLAYING WITH THEM, CODY! JUST TOUCH THEM!! Please,
please, please just run your fingers over them like you did just now."

Cody increased the notch by taking each tit between his thumb and
forefinger, before going on to gently rub the corresponding tit between the
thumb and finger. The effect was instantaneous. For the entire period of
Cody's curiosity and the need to provide Sean the pleasure that he needed,
he did not notice the grinding of Sean's hips under him. Now, he became
very aware of the fact that the grinding intensified fourfold, to an almost
frantic pace. Sean, on the other hand, had clenched one of his hands into a
fist, and was pummeling the bed beneath him. The other hand clutched the
bed sheet, as leverage for the grinding. Sean was uttering loud cries now,
in rhythm with the grinding. Abandoning all pretence and throwing caution
to the winds, Cody began to rub Sean's nipples firmly with his index
fingers and thumbs. Sean immediately let out a gasp of surprise and
screamed "Ahhhh! Ahhh!" loudly for a few seconds, before Cody observed the
tensing of the chest muscles beneath his ministrations. The grinding
continued with increased velocity. Sean's head was yet again thrown back,
chin facing the ceiling, eyes shut, mouth crying out loud. Then suddenly,
Sean screamed not unlike he was mortally wounded.

"Oh god! Uuuuuwaaaaahhh! Awwww! Awww!! Ahhhh!!!"

And pushed his chest out forward even more, followed by clenching of the
teeth. Cody was well aware of the fact that he seemed to be riding a human
horse. The world "Boytaur" sprang to his mind, and he giggled slightly, too
innocent of the incident that he had just incurred. Sean eventually slowed
down to calm, ten seconds after the outcry.  He lay there breathing
heavily, perspiration dotting his torso and in some areas, flowing down in
the form of droplets onto the bedspread.

"Thanks for staying in bed with me, Cody." The pre-teen said in a hoarse
voice.

Cody felt exceptionally tired now, with all he had witnessed. Too lethargic
to return to his side of the bed, he simply leant forward and laid his head
on the chest that he had given immense pleasure to not a few seconds
ago. He closed his eyes, feeling extremely secure. He felt and heard Sean
sigh with content, yet again, and felt the blanket being pulled over him
and Sean. He laid his hands on Sean's ribs and shifted his body up towards
Sean's, until eventually their chests were in direct contact with each
other.  Cody noticed how Sean's slightly bulging chest felt hard against
his own soft, tender breast. He again used Sean's ribs as leverage, causing
the older boy to giggle with ticklishness as he dug his fingers between the
ribs, while shifting his body further up, sharing the same pillow as
Sean. And there, in that position, the younger boy on top of the other, his
hands around the older boy, while the boy underneath slowly caressed the
blonde boy's back and shoulders, with both heads on the pillow,
cheek-to-cheek, they fell asleep yet again, Cody dropping off first, his
soft, shallow breaths being the basis for Sean's peaceful slumber. And
there they stayed, both finally acquiring uninterrupted sleep, a first for
Sean.

A thin rim of light shone onto Cody's half-opened eyes, bringing him into
contact with the world, yet again. He raised his head and took in the
surroundings. The room had an exceptionally spacious interior, and he took
the moment to appreciate it, from the plastic blinds to the full length
mirror with a mahogany frame, which was suspended opposite the
closet. Beside the double-decker bed, a wooden side table had an equally
matching clock ticking on top of it. 9.10 AM. With a jolt of shock, Cody
realized that they were atrociously late for school, and put it into his
head to endeavour to wake Sean in order to tell him of their situation. He
looked down at the sleeping face a few inches away from his own and forgot
the exact thought that was in his mind at that very moment. There are no
words that can be efficiently and accurately used to describe the exact
depiction of that Sean, by Cody at that very instant. To Cody, his
step-brother, still in slumber, looked... Perfect.

So many thoughts flitted through his brain, most of them along the lines of
"What did I do to deserve such a person?" and guilt, for experiencing the
first emotion of happiness and joy after the tragedy three months ago. He
almost could not bear to wake Sean, but priorities were imperative. The
sleeping youth's arms were placed behind his head, almost as if he were
reclining on a rocking chair. Cody laid a hand on his chest and called
him. The only response Cody received was a slight sigh, and a groaning of

"Ugh. I. Want. Sleep. Lee mee lone."

Cody, with a thrill of nostalgia, decided to wake Sean up exactly how his
father used to wake him.

With a slight grin on his face, he began to lightly run his fingers along
the underside of Sean's arms, moving them, so that Sean would be introduced
to a new world of ticklishness. Sean began to show signs of awakening, as
his body reacted to the light touches. He tried to brush off the relentless
fingers probing his armpits and his side, in vain. Cody then lost his
patience and dug his fingers into Sean's armpits, allowing him to feel the
full contact of his fingers, taking advantage of the boy's arms placed
behind his head. With a gasp, Sean woke, and started to squirm and squirm,
trying to escape the clutches of Cody. He started laughing, his
pre-pubescent voice penetrating the silence of the morning.

"Stop, stop, Cody! Please, please, I'm really ticklish!"

He begged, as his body involuntarily sent him into throes of bucking and
squirming. Cody was aware of the fact that Sean was much stronger than him,
in sheer physical strength. With ease, he could be shoved off the abdomen
of the giggling and laughing boy, but nothing of the sort happened. He
wondered why. He decided that Sean was sufficiently awake for rational
conversation, and ceased his torment. Mildly exhausted from the morning
workout, Sean leant back, chest and stomach heaving, for a few seconds,
before sitting up again and gazing at Cody.

"What's up?"

"We're late for school! It's 9.15 now, and we were supposed to be there
like half an hour ago!"

To his very great surprise and annoyance, Sean started giggling again,
abdominal muscles contracting. Cody could distinctly see a six-pack forming
on the tanned, well shaped stomach, and made no comment about it.

"Silly! It's Saturday today. We don't need to go to school, if you haven't
noticed. And you woke me up for nothing! I'm going back to sleep. Care to
join me?"

With a flush of embarrassment, Cody nodded his acknowledgement. He lay down
beside Sean, and reached for another pillow, tucking it under his head as
he watched Sean settle in, brown hair bobbing. This time, Sean was
positioned on his side, bare back facing Cody, who also noticed that the
freckles seemed to cover a vast area of Sean's body. He reached out and
softly felt the entire length of Sean's back, before moving back to the
shoulders and the small of the back. The resultant action was a sudden
tensing of his step-brother's body, followed by Goosebumps along the entire
length of his back. Sean giggled.

"I said I was ticklish, Cody, and you tickled me again! As a punishment,
you're going to massage my back. I didn't tell you, but I'm extremely tired
from playing football the day before, and my body is aching. You helped a
little yesterday by massaging my chest and shoulders, but my back still
hurts. Can you please massage my back and shoulders please?"

The tone changed for the last sentence. Cody noticed the dual use of
"please" and realized that it was not an order; it was a request. He
answered the query by taking hold of both shoulders, while using his thumbs
to firmly manipulate the back of the shoulders. Sean groaned loudly,
arching his back forward.

"Ooooooh... That hurts, but feels so good all the same"

He gasped, feeling the strength of Cody's fingers pressing into the
pressure points and relieving the aching muscles. Cody grinned and applied
more pressure, to the evident pleasure of the older boy.