Date: Fri, 03 May 2002 18:17:47 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brothers #1

BROTHERS

A fantasy
By
Lee Mariner
May 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story depicting
homosexual relations between two brothers. IF
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All characters in this story are fictional and
have not relationship to any persons living or
deceased. Locations cited are background only.

ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX CAN LEAD TO LIFE
THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDE.

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Chapter #1 Remembering & Education


February in Kentucky is usually cold, sometimes
snowy and sometimes rainy but today was a
little of both as I stood beside my brothers
casket in the Lawrence Family Cemetery. Matt
and I had been together here just a year ago
when we buried our parents who had died in a
skiing accident in Switzerland and now I was
burying Matt who had died in a freak riding
accident on Gramps farm.

The snow mixed rain beat down on Gramps and I
but it didn't stop me from remembering the
past. Matt and I had grown up like most
brothers and all of those memories flooded into
my head as I stood beside him. Life didn't seem
a hell of a lot like living without him around.

Gramps put his arm around my shoulders hugging
me to him. "Lets go Luke. This rain is not
letting up and we're going to be soaked."

"I want to stay a little longer Gramps if it's
okay. I'll be okay."

Handing me the umbrella he was holding, Gramps
turned picking his way back to the car. I knew
it was hard for Gramps as it was for me but I
couldn't bring myself to leave Matt yet. I had
lost my brother, my best friend and my lover.
Yes I said lover, Matt and I were gay brothers.

* * * * * * *
Matt and I were born 22 months apart, me in
Mannheim, Germany where Dad was stationed at
the time and Matt was born in Fort Dix, New
Jersey. Mom used to tell me stories about how I
wanted to hold Matt all of the time even though
I was hardly big enough. She told me that
wherever Matt was you could be sure I was not
far away.  I guess you could call that unusual
but Matt was my brother and I loved him. Maybe
a little more then most brothers but it was
different between us as we found out growing
older.

We lived at Fort Dix until I was 5 yrs old and
Matt 3. Dad received orders back overseas and
that's when they decided Mom would stay behind
with Matt and I rather then moving with him
overseas. After talking about it with his
father, we moved in with gramps on his farm
outside of Lexington. On the farm is where Matt
and I learned how much we were alike beyond
being brothers.

We shared a room from the time we moved in with
Gramps. His farm was 500 acres and he raised
quarter horses and some crops but his first
love was his horses.  The house was not one of
those big plantation style homes; it was an
average 3 bedrooms, living room, dining room,
kitchen with two-bathrooms, the style that most
middle-income people owned.

Mom and Gramps exchanged bedrooms since his had
a private bath and was a little larger then the
other bedrooms. Matt slept in his crib in Mom's
room and I was supposed to sleep in my own room
since I was a big boy and wouldn't need her as
much as Matt would.  Mom told me I put up such
a fuss she let me sleep with Matt and slowly
weaned me away reluctantly until I slept alone
in what would eventually be our room together.
I remember vividly the first night that Matt
and I slept together in "our" room. I was 8 and
he was 6 and after Mom left I crept into Matt's
bed and we slept holding each other. Mom found
us that way but she didn't fuss about it, just
told us we should sleep in our own beds. It
didn't happen very often up until we started
getting bigger. It's funny how you can remember
things about your life when you're older. With
the rain beating down on the umbrella memories
of Matt and I kept running though my head like
a slideshow and I guess I had been standing in
the rain for some time when I heard Gramps
calling me.

"Luke, Luke come on and get in out of the rain,
you can come back later if you want too."

I didn't realize that I was soaked to the skin
but I knew Gramps was right. Walking to the
car, I looked back at Matt's casket held over
the empty grave by the lowering apparatus and I
saw the two men that had been waiting to
complete burying Matt. My throat felt
constricted by a huge lump as the tears would
not stop and I could hardly breath. When I got
into the car, Gramps threw a lap robe over me.
A friend of his was driving and the crunch of
the car's tires on the gravel road ripped
though my brain and I sobbed my chest heaving
as I gasped for air.

"He's gone Gramps, Matt's gone."

"No Luke, Matt's not gone, he is with your Mom
and Dad. Matt will always be with you in your
heart and someday we will be with them, God
willing."
* * * * * *

Driving the twisting back road was tricky but
in bad weather even worse. My great-great
grandfather had made the small hilltop cemetery
for the family when most families had their own
burying places. The road was an old cattle path
that he had rough graded using working quarter
horses. Cars weren't used in those day but as
the farm was reduced in size, the county
eventually took over the maintenance of the
road but left it as a secondary gravel road
that for the most part, followed the original
boundaries of the farm and connected US25 with
Ky36. It was not on any state maps being just a
connecter for the few families that lived on
it. I didn't feel the bumps and jars just the
crunching of tires on gravel taking me away
from Matt.

When we reached the house, I heard gramps
thanking Lester for his time and we rushed
inside out of the weather that was getting
worse.

"It's going to snow for sure tonight Luke. You
get on upstairs and out of those wet clothes.
I'm going to make us some herb tea and I'll
bring you a mug as soon as it's ready."

"Yes sir" was all I remember saying as I
stumbled up the stairs to "our" room. I don't
remember removing my clothes and sitting on the
bed naked looking at the empty bed on the other
side of the room, Matt's bed. I don't remember
my grandfather coming in the room with the tea
until he shook me out of the fog that was
gripping me.

"Luke boy get a grip on yourself. Here now,
stand up."

I stood suddenly shivering and like I was a
small boy again Gramps dried me off and made me
get into bed still naked.

"Sit up now and drink this, it'll help warm
you." He said as he draped a huge dry towel
around my naked shoulders.

I sipped on the hot tea and it tasted like
Gramps had added a little whiskey and I could
feel it warming me. He sat on the side of the
bed looking at me with worried eyes.

"Luke boy." He said softly. "We both have
suffered a great loss. Your mother is gone, we
both lost your father and now Matt. It's not
easy to take, I know but there's only you and
me now."

"I know gramps but it feels like something was
ripped out of me when Matt died and he was all
alone after his horse threw him. I wasn't with
him and I should have been. He asked me to go
riding with him but I wanted to finish watching
that stupid video "Gone With the Wind" for the
umpteenth time. I should have been with him
gramps."

"Maybe boy, maybe. You can't keep tearing
yourself up over it though we don't know those
things. The doctor said he didn't suffer when
he landed on his neck like he did and it broke.
That's God's will and you got to accept it and
go on living. Here, take this. It's one of
those sleeping pills your mother used. They
were in the medicine cabinet in her bathroom. I
never threw them out but it should still help
you sleep."

I took the pill swallowing it down with the
last of the tea and slid down under the covers.
Gramps tucked me in again like he did when Matt
and I were little boys and he stroked my hair
as I closed my eyes.

I remember feeling him get up off the bed and
then praying as he stroked my head the words
"Dear God" lingered as I slipped into sleep.

* * * * * * *

Vacation time had started, Matt was 11 and I
was 13. Mom and Dad were in Fort Eustis,
Virginia setting up another residence at the
new base he was being transferred to. Gramps
always seemed too look forward to us being on
the farm and wouldn't hear of them dragging us
all the way to Virginia and living in a motel
while they waited for furniture and went
through all the stuff that transferring meant.
He told them that it was summer time and young
boys didn't need to be cooped up in a motel.

Matt and I were tickled pink when they left us
for the summer with Gramps. There was the usual
laying down of the law and all that but they
knew as well as we did Gramps would, for the
most part, let us do pretty much what we
wanted. The one thing that Mom insisted was no
sleeping together, we were just to big for
that. Matt and I still didn't understand what
the harm was since it felt natural too us. We
both knew there was some changes happening in
our bodies and that we did not understand but
we still liked sleeping together. Every now and
then we would wake up and my penis would be so
hard it would hurt until I managed to pee. Matt
would look at it and ask me why it was hard and
his wasn't. I didn't know what to tell him
since I wasn't sure myself.

Without knowing it, the onset of puberty was
making strange feelings happen in me and some
hair had started growing where none had been
before. I knew it and one day Matt noticed it.

"Luke, you got hair growing on you but I don't
have any and yours is getting bigger then
mine." He said, pointing at my crotch.

The truth was, we both were still pretty much
the same except my penis had grown a little
thicker then his and the little hair I had sort
of made it look bigger.

"I don't know why Mattie, let's ask Gramps. He
might know."

After we washed up and dressed, we rushed pell-
mell down the stairs into the kitchen. Gramps
had breakfast on the table and we dove right
in. Matt with a mouthful of eggs and in his
usual direct way blurted out.

"Gramps Luke woke up this morning and his thing
was real hard and he's got hair starting to
grow. I'm not like that, why not?"

Gramps darn near dropped the skillet he was
putting back on the stove when he heard Matt.
He hesitated for a moment before turning and
looking at both of us. I could feel the blood
rushing into my face as I blushed beet red.

"Where is your father when he's needed? He's
the one that should be explaining this to you.
Hasn't he talked with you Luke?"

"No sir, what about?"

"What about?" Gramps said as he sat down with
us. "What about indeed? Luke how long has this
been happening to you?"

"Not very long Gramps, only a few times. It
goes away after I pee. But it's getting to be
almost every morning now."

"And it will probably happen almost every
morning as you get older. Matt you are 2 years,
well almost 2 years, younger then your brother.
There are things that happen in a young boys
body, as he grows older that means he is
turning into a man. No, that's not quite right.
These things happen as your body starts
changing from being a boy into a young man. If
Luke has hair on him that he didn't have
before, that is natural. Most of it will be
under his arms and around his penis and it will
happen to you just as well. It takes time but
it will happen. Luke's body is adjusting
because of what is called puberty. That means
he is changing inside and certain things will
become more obvious that you didn't see or feel
when he and you were just boys. Both of you
will change, Luke just a little earlier then
you Matt since he is older. Your muscles will
start growing as you grow and there will be
feelings you didn't have as boys.  Waking up
with your penis hard will be natural and
sometimes it's from a full bladder and you need
to pee and other times from some of the
feelings you will get. Tell you what, I'll get
you a book all about it and we will go over it
together, okay."

I sort of understood a little of what Gramps
was saying since I had had some strange
feelings in my groin that hadn't been there
before. Scared me a little and I didn't say
anything to Matt since he was such a
blabbermouth.

"Do you get those kinds of feelings Gramps?"
Matt again blurted out.

"No, Matt, not for a long time now," Gramps
said grinning at Matt's unbridled curiosity.
"You boys finish your breakfast. Lester is
coming over and we will be working out in the
ridge today. Clean the kitchen up and don't go
running off, it's going to be hot and you don't
need to be out in the heat and getting
sunburned like you have before. Your mother had
a fit the last time you did."

Matt and I finished cleaning up the kitchen
after Gramps left giving us another short
lecture.

"Let's go out in the barn Luke, I found some
chicken nests in the hay loft and we can get
those eggs for Gramps."

"Okay but we gotta put on a shirt first.
Remember what gramps said about getting
sunburned."

"We don't need shirts Luke, we're going to be
in the barn 'member?"

Matt was younger but he always did have a wild
streak where I was just a little more cautious.
He bolted from the kitchen, the screen door
slamming behind him and I followed. Matt might
be younger but you could see the development
that was already starting. His smaller muscles
rippled under his skin as he pumped his arms
running and hollering, "bet I beat'cha."

He did and was already in the loft when I
caught up with him. I dropped down in the hay
beside him breathing heavy from the exertion of
running and climbing the ladder.

"You never could run faster then me Lukie."
Matt said as he started wrestling with me.

"Wait Mattie, let me catch my breath will you?"

"Okay but I wanna see you make a muscle. Gramps
said our muscles would get bigger. I wanna see
if yours are."

"Okay, okay. Give me a minute will ya?"

My breathing slowed too normal almost and I
lifted my arm squeezing my bicep and a little
muscle hardened as Matt watched his eyes
shining.

"Let me feel it Luke." Matt said and squeezing
it he suddenly pulled one of the few hairs that
were in my armpit.

"Ouch!!! Matt that hurt." I said dropping my
arm.

"Bet'cha it would hurt more if I pulled one of
them that's growing around your thing, what did
gramps call it, a penis?  Let's see." Matt said
reaching for my crotch.

"You will not, I know that would hurt. There
aren't that many of them anyway."

"There's enough you can see them, like the
one's under your arms. I can't wait until I get
some. What do they feel like Luke?"

"Just like your hair, maybe a little softer."

"Let me feel Lukie, let me feel them."

"No Matt, you know what my hair feels like."

"Yeah but I want to feel those. Please Lukie,
please. I won't pull on them, I promise. I just
want to feel what its like having hair down
there."

Matt was kneeling in the hay in front of me,
his eyes pleading with me.

"Okay but if you pull on them, I'll knock your
block off."

"Okay, I promise. I won't. Take your shorts off
so I can see them."

I didn't know why but I was a little excited at
showing off for Matt and I stood up dropping my
shorts and jockeys. I had more then just a few
pubic hairs and Matt kneeled looking at them
and my still short uncut penis hanging down
over my small balls. A sort of excitement made
me shiver just a little but I wasn't cold.

Matt laid his hand on my hairs and wiggled his
fingers a little and I felt another shiver run
through me and a slight swelling in my penis.

"Luke," Matt said looking up at me. "There real
soft and silky, I guess mine will be like that
when I get some. Your thing is getting a little
bigger, why's that happening?"

"I don't know but it feels good with your hand
on me like that and wiggling your fingers like
you are. It makes some feelings happen down
there."

"I like feeling you Luke, do you like it?"

"Of course I do but I don't know why I do."

Matt kept on wiggling his fingers in my hair
and my penis started growing from the feelings
he was causing. Suddenly he wrapped his hand
around me skinning it back and my muscles
tightened at the feeling. I gasped. "Matt,
don't do that."

"Does it hurt Luke? I watched one of the older
boys at school do it in the bathroom once and
he asked me if I wanted to do it for him. He
said it felt good and I'd like feeling him. I
didn't do anything though he scared me when he
pushed his; he called it his cock at me. I
wondered what he meant when he called it that.
It must be like a nickname like when you call
me Mattie. Doesn't it feel good like he said it
would?"

I dropped down on my knees, pulling my penis
away, my shorts still around my ankles and I
was breathing hard from the feeling of Matt
skinning my hard cock back. At least now we
know it's called something other then penis.

"I didn't mean to hurt you Luke, I'm sorry if I
did."

"You didn't hurt me Matt, you just caused
something strange to shoot through me when you
skinned it back like that. You never told me
about some boy in school showing you, what did
you say he called it, his cock. Wonder why it's
called that? Maybe it's a nickname like you
figured."

"I don't know but you were really hard and it
was hot and I could feel it throb a little.
Here feel me, I got hard feeling you."

"I don't want to feel you Matt."

"Why not? I felt your didn't I and you liked
it, I could tell from the way you were
breathing real hard. I've got hard before you
just didn't know it. Come on feel it, I'm
almost as big as you are, here look at it if
you don't want to feel it."

Matt jumped up and dropped his shorts and
jockeys. He was as big as me but not as thick
and I could only see a sort of lump of skin
between his legs where I had two small balls.

"Go ahead Luke, feel it. I'm just as hard as
you." Matt exclaimed pushing his hips at me.

I could see his cock was jerking just a little
as I took it in my hand and squeezed it. It
felt like smooth hard steel and Matt groaned
just a little.

"Skin it back Luke, make me feel like you did
please."

I skinned his cock back and his muscles
tightened as he pushed his hips against my
hand. The pink head of his cock pushed through
the other side of my hand as I gripped him and
he jerked back falling back on his knees.

Matt was breathing real hard just like I had. I
could see his cock jerking a little as we
kneeled facing each other. I was still hard as
a rock and I could feel a tingling feeling in
the base of my cock. It sort of scared me but
it made me feel good all over. Matt was holding
his cock in his hand when he looked at me.

"WOW, Luke. It felt like a lightening bolt run
through me when you skinned it back. Boy did
that feel good. I wonder what other things are
that boys can do and feel like that? I can't
wait until Gramps gets that book he was talking
about."

Matt and I laid back in the hay our shorts
still around our ankles. We both were breathing
softly looking at the rafters in the barn. What
we had been doing was going through my head and
it was confusing. I liked the feelings that
Matt had caused when he skinned my foreskin
back and I liked feeling him and how hard he
was. The tingling sensation in the base of my
cock was exciting and made me feel like I
wanted him to keep on pulling on me but I
didn't know what would happen or when he should
stop. He still hadn't told me about the boy in
school but a vision popped into my head as I
remembered some of the older boys I had seen in
the showers at school after PT. They all seemed
to have bigger cocks and liked showing them off
and swinging them around at the younger boys by
moving their hips like Matt had done when he
pushed against my hand.

"Matt, why didn't you tell me about that boy in
school?"

He didn't answer at first and then rolled over
half on top of me. I could feel his cock
pressing against my hip and I didn't move, it
felt good there.

"I don't know Luke. I guess he really scared me
and I didn't want too upset you if you knew. He
was pretty big, I don't even know if he was a
student or not. I never saw him again. He was
lots older than you or me but he wasn't old
like Gramps or Dad."

"That's okay Mattie, I guess I would have done
the same. You said you were getting hard, when
was that?"

Matt started blushing as he ran his finger over
my chest.

"You're going to have nice muscles Luke. I hope
mine are as big as yours are gonna get."

"When Mattie. Tell me."

"You never told me when you started."

"That's different, you felt me when we were
sleeping so I didn't have to tell you what you
already knew."

"You'll get mad at me if I tell you and then we
won't sleep together anymore. You know how much
I like sleeping with you."

"Quit running your fingers over my chest, your
gonna get me hard again. You know I like
sleeping with you just as much and I won't get
mad. Why should I?"

I shouldn't have said anything about him making
me hard by playing with my chest like he was
but it felt good. Looking at me he grinned and
reached down grabbing my hardening cock.

"You are getting hard again ain't you?"

"Yes, now stop it."

I could tell by the look in his eyes that he
was wondering if he should stop or keep it up.
Knowing him, he would keep it up just to
aggravate me but he stopped and a part of me
felt a little let down. I sort of wished he
would keep doing it, it felt so good. There was
a feeling down deep in my loins that was
becoming more urgent as he played with me but I
didn't know what it was or why I liked what
Matt was doing that caused it.

Leaning down real fast Matt kissed me on the
lips and said, "pull your shorts up we still
gotta get the eggs before Gramps gets back.

That kiss surprised me but it felt good and I
ran my tongue over my lips. Matt was becoming
more surprising all of the time.

We searched the loft and gathered about 3-dozen
eggs putting them in a basket Matt had brought
up from below in the barn. Matt went down the
ladder first and then reached up taking the
basket from me when I was about half way down.
He looked at me grinning and winked as he run
out of the barn. He still had not told me when
he first started getting hard. My cock was
still a little hard and I took a piss in the
corner of the barn hoping it would go soft. I
looked at my cock as I held it thinking "it is
pretty good sized for a 13 year old I guessed,
maybe a little more then 4" and only a little
hard. Shaking off the last drops I heard Matt
hollering and I resisted the urge to skin it
back.

"Hey Gramps. Luke and me found some nests in
the hayloft where the chickens have been laying
eggs. Look how many we found."

"Good Matt, where's Luke?"

"He's coming Gramps."

Matt was just 11 years old again and the
feeling of how much I loved him surged through
me. He was my little brother.

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