Date: Wed, 5 Apr 2006 00:39:59 +0800
From: YoDawgs Bl.net <yodawgs.blnet@gmail.com>
Subject: Search for Conscience, Chapter 8

"Come on, let's play some XBOX. I've got a couple of friends coming for a
visit later in the day." Cody distinctly heard Sean mumble, right before he
finished off Sean's abdomen and dismounted from the boy.

He lifted himself gently from the bed, and began to walk toward the
console, which sat neatly on a wooden computer table, with a medium-sized
television perched on the upper level of the gray coloured structure. The
area around the XBOX and the table in which it rested was covered with a
gray, hexagonal shaped carpet, with a furry texture. He depressed the
silver button in the centre of the black box, and slowly waited for it to
boot up. He was aware of Sean's light breaths, as the youth slowly
awoke. He spotted a green DVD case open on the hexagonal carpeted floor and
barely made out the words "HALO 2" on the side of the case. He assumed that
the game was already in the drive. Pillows scattered the play-area, of
assorted colours.

"Have a seat, dude. You're not going to be comfortable just standing up the
whole time." He felt his hands being jerked and lost balance, falling
backwards. Sean had already taken a seat on the carpet. He felt a brief
moment of terror while he was falling and tried to regain his
composure. Too late. He fell onto Sean's outstretched arms, impact of fall
cushioned. He looked up.

Sean's face looked back down at him. Cody observed that his step-brother's
hair had been slightly altered as a foolish ploy to restore it to its
former order. He was still shirtless, and Cody took into account the queer
angle as he looked up.

He quickly readjusted his position, and sat beside Sean. He got used to the
controls fairly quickly, but was beaten to a pulp by the more experienced
gamer. He began to feel bored after a few games, and conceded defeat. He
allowed the controller to slip from his hands, and he lay back onto a stray
pillow, enjoying the coolness of the eiderdown. He glanced up at Sean,
realizing that he was still engrossed in the game, was oblivious to the
fact that his opponent was missing in action. He yawned, peeking through
the crack in the window. The overcast sky revealed the drabness of daily
English weather. Cody liked dull weather, sometimes. It made him feel safe
wherever he was. And right now, he felt very safe.

"Oh, Sean, I don't know what I've done to deserve this family, you. Someone
must be playing tricks on me." He whispered.

Sean looked down from the screen and finally became aware that he was
indulging in a one-sided game. Cody stared up into Sean's face, and closed
his eyes, feeling blissful content. He could feel Sean's hands going
through his hair, and he sighed gratefully. He was about to fall asleep,
when he felt his shirt being unbuttoned. Intrigued, he voiced his concern.

"What are you doing, Merk?"

"Oh, just returning the favour. I realize that I've been asking a lot from
you ever since you arrived, however short that may be. It's my turn to make
you feel good."

Cody nodded, and allowed his shirt to be pulled over his head, after Sean
successfully unbuttoned the first two gray plastic buttons. He felt himself
being lifted by the stronger boy, and cherished the moments of security as
he was brought to the bed. With a loud "Umph!" Sean dropped him onto the
bed unceremoniously on his back, while nursing his biceps.

After a few seconds, he felt his chest slowly being caressed. He
immediately entered a void of bliss, just like Sean had yesterday. A
thought of the pleasure Sean must have felt the night before flitted
through his head. He began to moan softly, cries drowning the throbbing
sound of the DVD in the XBOX. He heard Sean mutter somewhere above him, "Oh
god, you're so beautiful. You can't be of this world."

"Actually, I'm half German. My mother came from North Germany, when her
parents migrated there during the Second World War. They wanted to escape
the perjury and persecution of the Jews there." He explained, feeling
Sean's gentle fingers on his chest.

"Oh really? So these are German tits, then." He heard Sean say, before
feeling his nipples being tweaked by Sean. He moaned loudly, thrusting his
body upward as a reflex. The sensation was absolutely fantastic. He now
comprehended the ecstasy that Sean underwent yesterday, and reveled in it.

"Ahh, don't stop." He pleaded, vaguely aware that these were the very same
words uttered by the older boy now pleasuring him.

He felt as if he was in a different world, while Sean ran his fingers over
his large pink nipples. He began moaning and mumbling words that were
absent from the English dictionary. He could feel his nipples seizing up
and taking a definite shape, while Sean gasped in awe.

"So they DO get hard. Geez, I thought I was the only one!" he heard Sean
exclaim, before feeling the pressure being multiplied in magnitude.

He was also aware of a strange stiffness in his nether regions, which he
had experienced before, either when he was sleeping with another person in
bed, gender unimportant, or when he aroused in the early hours of the day
to empty his full bladder. He began to understand why Sean was so
frantically grinding his hips against his own, yesterday.

However, he did not attempt to mimic Sean's action, but instead, raised his
arms over his head and enjoyed the caressing of Sean's gentle fingers,
while softly moaning "Ahh, ahh.." in rhythm to the stroking. After a few
minutes of loving care, Sean's actions were punctuated by a single loud
knock on the door.

Sean was up and bounding across the room in less than three seconds,
opening the door on the fourth. Regina entered the room, half-shrouded in
the semi-darkness of the room. She looked around the room and spotted Cody
reclining on the bed.

"Hmm, it seems you've spread the trend of walking round the house without a
top." She said, disdainfully to Sean, who merely grinned and hugged her
around the waist.

Behind her, a duo of boys trailed into the room. They were identical twins,
straight down to the last freckle. They were of Cody's descent, probably
Northern Saxon, but they lacked the high cheekbones of the German
people. Their eyes were equally stunning, with brown irises and blonde
lashes attributing to incredibly well-shaped faces. On both of their heads,
spiked up blonde hair not unlike Cody's own hair, rested on their
scalps. The only difference between their hair and Cody's was that theirs
had a faint streak of white across it, probably birthmarks.  They were
dressed completely in black, sporting black shoes of the same magnitude and
a wire could be seen snaking out of the left twin's shirt, forking into two
earpieces; each in the corresponding twins' ears respectively. Cody could
inadvertently see that they were extremely attached. They even shared the
same earpiece, while listening to the same mp3 player, possibly an Apple
IPOD, Cody presumed.

"Well, here are Sebastian and Seth. They arrived about five minutes
ago. We've were in the midst of entertaining them, when they expressed
wishes to come upstairs and meet your new brother. I'll leave you boys to
yourselves then. I'm going out with John to get some itineraries for the
kitchen." She departed, lightly shutting the door.

The second the twins noticed the handle of the door being released, off
their shirts went as well, revealing beautiful torsos. Both twins had
slightly orange white skin, along with fine hair that was perceived as
"down", all the way from their shoulders to their waists. Their chests were
well shaped; moderately sized mounds, ending with proportioned small pink,
almost invisible nipples, unlike Cody's, which were far too big for his
diminutive size. They had a fair amount of freckles, although not as much
as Sean's. Both gave equal sighs of relief as their tops cleared their
arms. The earpieces, which magically stayed in their ears despite the
robust removal of shirts, still emitted loud music.

Cody could now see an IPOD hooked onto the black waistband of the left
twin, whom he assumed to be Sebastian. They perched on the same pillow and
looked inquiringly at Cody, glancing back and forth from him to Sean.

"Cody, meet Sebastian and Seth Davenport. They're from the USA, although
they've been born in this country. No, actually they're of American
descent. They're half European. No, half-English. NO! Well, they're like
you.. then." He ended lamely, before widening his eyes and attempting to
correct his mistake.

"Oh, don't bother. I think your new brother got the gist already." The twin
on the right spoke. "Hi, I'm Sebastian. Not that you'll be able to tell the
difference, but I've got a mole down here on my belly for identification
purposes. I guess someone up there thought of a contingency plan."

He pointed, and Cody noticed a tiny brown protrusion on his stomach, caused
by the skin pigmentation, on the right of the belly button. Cody could
detect a faint trace of the American drawl in his sentences, and assumed
that he had acquired that characteristic from one of his parents; the
American.

"Oh, shut up, smartass. He's always using big words and trying to act
smart. Well, take this!" his twin piped up, before jabbing his fingers into
his brother's stomach where the mole was. Sebastian let out a groan and
leant over, both hands grabbing his abdomen, dragging his twin's earpiece
along with him while Seth started giggling.

"It makes me feel left out, when you start this sort of talk." he said,
while stroking his brother's back and gently pulling on the soft hair that
covered it. "We're eleven years old, and we're gonna turn twelve next
month." He redirected his attention back to Cody. "How old are you?"

"I'm eleven, turning twelve in a month and half's time." He replied.

"Cool! So what things do you like doing?" Sebastian gasped from his
position, his spine being stroked by Seth, who had replaced the earpiece.

"I like playing tennis, a bit of computer gaming, and I used to do Karate
and Wing-Chun. It's a Chinese Martial Art." He added, in response to the
inquiring looks from all three faces.

"Can you demonstrate?" Seth asked tentatively.

The next quarter of the hour was spent admiring Cody and his expertise in
both martial arts. He was sweating a little after the workout, and took a
seat on a pillow beside the twins, who immediately started caressing his
back.

"Do you do this all the time, like, touch other people?" Cody asked.

The twins went red. It was more than a couple of seconds of uncertainty
before Sebastian opened his mouth and answered.

"We only do it to people we like, of course. People we trust. And since we
trust Sean, we trust you."

Simply said, Cody noticed, but it had an impact nonetheless. He remained
silent, processing what he had just discovered. He was interrupted by a
choking sob by one of the twins. He turned around. Sean was wearing a
confused expression on his face, while staring at the twins, who were both
weeping, while holding on to each other for obvious emotional
support. Their tears stained their chests and left shiny areas where the
light was reflected off.

"What's wrong? Seth? Sebastian?" Cody voiced.

"You're not gonna tell anyone, are you? Our mom and dad will kill us if
they ever find out that we've been touching other people." Sebastian
whispered. Both of them stared wide-eyed at Cody, and he could not resist
scooting over and sweeping them both into a hug.

"No, of course not. As a matter of fact, Sean and I did it to each other as
well. There's nothing wrong in doing such things. It just signifies your
fondness of the person." He gently reassured the blonde haired brothers.

"Look." He stretched out his hand and softly touched both their chests and
stomachs. They stiffened involuntarily, but relaxed after a few seconds,
and began to return the favour. He ran his fingers over Sebastian's
almost-invisible nipples, and heard his twin shudder while letting out a
little moan.

"Can you guys feel what the other feels?" he asked, intrigued.

"Yeah, sometimes. We can't exactly feel what the other is experiencing, but
we know whether it's a good feeling or a bad feeling. It's kinda hard to
explain. Like, for example, I felt a wonderful feeling, but I didn't know
exactly what it was until I looked over at what you were doing to my
brother."

"Do you touch each other when you're alone?"

"Of course!" Seth added in a matter-of-fact voice. "When our parents aren't
watching, of course."

Cody noticed a slight wincing as his hand ran over Sebastian's back. He
voiced his inquiry with caution.

"Hey, did I hurt you? What's up?"

"Sebastian hurt his back a little while ago." Seth answered. "Fell down the
school stairs. I felt it, even though I was like in the canteen and he was
in the main building. Lucky I came, no one was there to help him."

He leant backward and ran his hand over a large bruise that covered nearly
a quarter of his brother's back, smack dab in the middle. Sebastian groaned
and arched his back, revealing the intrinsic frame of his ribs as his chest
stretched.

"Wow." Cody scuttled around the twins to get a better look. Sean followed
suit, and Cody could feel his breath on his back, as he leant over and
gently touched the bruise. Sebastian stiffened and let out an "Ah!" in
pain, while shutting his eyes. Cody allowed his eyesight to stray along
Sebastian's body. He observed with surprise that there were many other
bruises on Sebastian's body as well.

"Sebastian, why do you have so many bruises? Do you fall down the stairs
all the time?" he giggled as he realized the humour of the second sentence.

Sebastian glanced at Seth, who promptly nodded, and turned back to Cody. He
tentatively opened his mouth and whispered,

"Cody, I have a disease called acute myelogenous leukemia. Do you know what
it is?"

Cody was fully aware of the complications of leukemia, of course. Leukemia
went by the common definition of damage to the structure of the bone
marrow, by the intrusion of malignant cells by sheer numbers, resulting in
a lack of blood platelets, which caused the victim to bruise, develop
pinprick bleeding, or bleed "normally".

"Yes, I do. Oh, Sebastian, what a horrible thing to happen to you! I can't
imagine what life would be like for your brother, if you succumbed to this
disease. From the closeness of the both of you, I think that he wouldn't be
able to take it very well indeed. I'm so, so sorry for you. Is there a
chance of remission?" he asked.

"I guess.. It's a very small chance, so I'm prepared to go wherever fate
takes me." Sebastian replied, his voice quivering. Beside him, Seth nodded
despairingly, before enveloping his brother in his arms. Cody could do
nothing but stare at the weeping pair. Why did God have to be so cruel, if
there ever was such a being? Despite his attempt to leave a good first
impression on the twins, Cody found tears streaming down his cheeks. Sean
ran his hands down the twins' spines, causing them to shudder slightly as
they embraced each other.

Eventually both of them straightened up, and Seth was the first to speak.

"Sorry for that, we came here to have fun, not to dump sorrows onto
you. Let's play some XBOX!" he tried to maintain a radiant expression,
which, in Cody's perception, looked awkward. Sebastian was lying on his
back on one of the cushions, enjoying the softness of the down pillow. He
gave no indication that he was interested in the game at all. As there were
only two controllers, Cody let Sean and Seth utilize them, while he
carefully approached Sebastian.

"Do you want a massage?" he asked.