Date: Wed, 08 May 2002 16:07:37 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brothers-Fantasy #2

BROTHERS FANTASY
By Lee Mariner

May 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fictional fantasy and involves homosexual acts
between two brothers. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO READ THIS STORY OR YOU
DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

All characters are entirely fictional and in no way related to any person
or persons living or deceased.

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

This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any
form without the specific written consent of the author. It is assigned to
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it may not be copied or archived on any other site with out the written
consent of the author.

Copyright: 2002 -- Author: Lee Mariner -- All Rights are Reserved.

Mariner23502@hotmail.com

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Chapter #2

I woke up sometime during the night needing to piss real bad. Jumping out
of bed my piss-swollen cock slapped against my stomach and I realized I was
naked. Matt and I had our own bath since we had moved into Mom and Dads
room after they died. Matt and I thought it would help us feel a little
less lost without them.

Anyway, I drained the lizard feeling a whole lot better but still tired.
Except for a small nightlight the room was dark and I could hear the rain
still beating down outside. Getting back in bed, I pulled the covers up
under my chin and lay on my side facing the pillow where Matt had always
slept. The bed was so big and empty without him and tears started welling
up in my eyes as I thought about all of the things we had discovered about
each other in "our" bed. Blinking the tears away, I smiled and pulled his
pillow against me hugging it. The summer that Gramps had explained some of
the elementary things about how we were growing using the big book he had
gotten from the library lingered in my head as my eyes grew heavy.

* * * * * * * * *

Tucking my cock, I liked that name, back into my shorts and zipping up, I
pulled the big barn door open just as Matt was handing the basket of eggs
to Gramps. I was still just a little hard but managed to walk not showing a
lump.

Gramps had a big book in his hand and he tucked it under his arm as he took
the basket from Matt.

"You boys have really been busy haven't you? How many nests did you find in
the hay loft Matt?"

"I donno Gramps, how many you think Luke?"

"We didn't really count Gramps, must have been 6 or 7. What's that you got
under your arm?"

"That's the book I was telling you about. Let's take these eggs inside and
maybe we can find some answers for those questions you were asking."

Matt was jumping up and down in front of Gramps, "let me carry the book
Gramps, let me." He cried excitedly.

Gramps handed the book to Matt and he raced on in the house while Gramps
and I walked a little slower his arm around my shoulders.

"Your mother wrote me Luke and they will be here in about three weeks. They
got the housing or whatever it is they call it all settled but you and Matt
have to be registered for school in September. What grade you boys in now?"

"I'm in 8th and Matt is in 6th Gramps. I don't see why we have to be there
though. Matt and I just sit while they fill out papers and talk with
teachers and counselors. Same thing every time Dad gets transferred to
another base. I wish he would get out of the Army so we could stay in one
place."

"That's your Dads job Luke. It is kind of hard on you and Matt but you're
getting older and you know why he is moved around so much."

"Yeah, Gramps I know but Matt still thinks it's exciting going too new
places all the time. Nothing seems to bother him but it's hard making new
friends again and then before you know it Dads moving again."

"Well, you have Matt and that's probably one of the reasons you are as
close as you are. Lets get inside before Matt tears that book up looking at
pictures he won't understand."

Gramps was right; Matt had his head buried in the book when we walked into
the kitchen. Somehow though, I had the feeling Matt knew a lot more then
Gramps gave him credit for remembering what we had done in the hayloft.

Gramps and I sat at the table with Matt and of course he had dozens of
questions. He wanted too know all of the different parts of the female body
that was shown graphically and the difference between the male and
female. Gramps tried to explain the difference between a man's penis; a
woman's uterus and the reason women had breasts while men did not. Matt of
course picked out two words that Gramps had real difficulty explaining,
"intercourse and masturbation."

I already had an idea about it from hearing some boys in school talking
about it but I didn't say anything too Matt. I had seen some of the older
boys pulling on their cocks in the shower and they had called it "beating
their meat" but I didn't stay and watch them doing what they called a
"circle jerk". It didn't seem right at the time since I didn't have any
hair and my little cock was not as big as theirs were.

Gramps tried to explain intercourse using some of the farm animals as
examples but Matt just made a face about it.

"That sounds nasty Gramps. Men and women doing what animals do."

"Looking at if that way Matt, I guess it does but as you get older it will
become clearer. That's enough for now. You guys better get cleaned up for
supper and check to be sure you didn't pick up any ticks from being in the
hay loft."

Matt raced up to our bedroom about three steps ahead of me. When I got to
our room he had already stripped and was sitting on the edge of the bed
rubbing his crotch.

"Take your clothes off Luke and I'll look you over for ticks. They can
really itch if you get one. I don't have any on the front of me but you can
check the back of me."

"You check the back while I check the front Matt and then I'll check you."

"Okay. Were you looking at those pictures in the book Gramps had? Those of
girls looked nasty too me. I like the way we are, don't you?"

"Of course I do Mattie. Do you see any back there?"

"No not yet, bend over so I can look between your cheeks. Do you think you
would like doing what Gramps said girls and boys do? I don't think I would
like it."

"How do you know Mattie? Neither one of us has done anything like that. It
might be fun."

"You mean you'd like putting your cock inside of a girl where she pees
from. That's nasty Luke."

"Gramps tried telling you that is called intercourse and if you were
listening, he said that's the way older men and women make babies. The man
puts something inside of a woman and then a baby is born."

"Yeah, I heard all of that but it still sounds nasty. I don't want to put
my cock inside a girl and get it all icky. He didn't explain what that big
word was, mast-ter-bation. What's that?"

"Stand up so I can check the back of you. That word is what they call it
when a boy pulls on his cock and it gets real hard like when you did it to
me in the barn. As long as you do it, it makes you feel good all over. I
saw some if the older boys at school doing it in the showers and they
called it "beating your meat" and a bunch of them were doing it. I didn't
stay and watch but it looked exciting."

"You didn't tell me about that Luke. When did that happen?"

"Once when we were showering after phys ed. I don't tell you everything
that happens Matt."

"Why not, I tell you everything like that big boy that pushed his cock at
me that time."

"Mattie, you're younger then me and bigger boys do things that younger boys
like you don't. We don't tell everything ya know. I guess we didn't get any
ticks on us. We better get showered before Gramps starts hollering for us."

Matt and I had been showering together ever since we were little so he got
the water ready while I pickup up the clothes we had dropped on the floor
putting them in the dirty clothes hamper. Matt was already in the shower
soaping up when I stepped in under the water. He turned as I wet down and
started rubbing the soapy sponge over me, his hard cock sticking out in
front of him. . Matt was only 11 but his cock was fat and maybe 3" or
longer. Not as big as me when I got hard but pretty good size for his
age. I had seen some of the boys in his class naked and none of them looked
as big as he did.

That wicked gleam was in his eyes as he saw me looking and he started
playing with me pulling on my cock. I should have stopped him but it felt
so good and I just leaned back against the wall of the shower feeling my
cock getting harder as he pulled on it. Strange electric like feelings were
inside of me and I felt sort of weak in my legs but there were really
intense feelings in my balls and cock as he pulled on me.

My muscles tightened a little and I was sort of standing on the balls of my
feet pushing my cock at Matt as I leaned on the wall. All kinds of hot
feelings were rushing all through me and my breathing was becoming harder
when he suddenly stopped. Matt was breathing as hard as me and playing with
his hard cock, his body quivering. Moving closer he put his cock under mine
and squeezed them tight. I gasped at the intense feeling as he squeezed us
together.

"Do you like that Luke? You're bigger then me but not much. All those
feelings you were telling me about, I think I'm feeling the same way. It's
hard to tell what it feels like but something is happening down there that
make me feel good. You feel that way Luke?"

Matt was moving his hand back and forth between us holding our cocks
together and he was right, it felt like my cock was on fire. My heart was
beating so fast I could hardly breath from the intense feelings that were
causing my muscles to tighten. Matt was moving his hand faster and faster
when suddenly it felt like my cock was going to explode as I arched my back
driving my hips into him causing him too lose his grip. Every muscle in my
body tightened and I groaned reaching out for him pulling him tight against
me. "Mattie, Mattie." I cried as an intense burning feeling surged through
my cock and over my body and I rammed my hips tighter against him our hard
cocks trapped between us.

"Luke, you're scaring me. You alright?"

Breathing deeply, I could feel my muscles relaxing as I ran my hands over
Matt's smooth muscled body. His head was lying on my chest under my chin. I
released him and he moved away just a little, I could see fear in his eyes
as he stood looking at me.

"You alright Luke? What happened too you? There was all kinds of feelings
going through me the faster I jerked on our cocks but then you went crazy
ramming into me and squeezing me like you did."

"I don't know what happened Mattie but the faster you went the more it felt
like my cock was going to explode and all my muscles started tightening
up. I don't know why I pushed my hips into you, it just sort of
happened. Did I hurt you? Come here." I said reaching for him.

Matt melted into my arms his smooth body pressed against me. I could feel
out soft cocks pressed together and I lifted his face to mine.

"You know I love you Mattie. No way would I ever hurt you, do you believe
me?"

"I love you too Luke, you just scared me. I guess since you are older you
were feeling more then I was but it did feel good didn't it?"

"Where did you get the idea of squeezing our cocks together like that? It
felt fantastic."

"I dunno it just seemed natural. I liked it too; I could feel your heart
beating when it throbbed. You don't think we have done something we
shouldn't do you?"

"We haven't hurt each other or no body else. I don't think we should tell
anybody about it though. It'll be our secret."

"You wanna do it again Luke?"

"Not now, maybe later."

Matt and I stood holding each other and the shower water was getting a
little cool when Gramps called.

"Hey, you boys about finished? Supper is almost ready."

We dried and dressed quickly running downstairs to the kitchen. Gramps was
just sitting down when we burst in.

"Find any ticks on you?"

"No Gramps, no ticks and we looked close." Matt said winking at me.

We joined hands and Gramps said grace. He had fixed one of my favorite
meals, ham, cabbage and boiled potatoes but I kept thinking about the way I
felt in the shower and my cock would start getting hard. Matt must have
known what I was thinking; he kept glancing at me with that wicked look in
his eyes. We both were learning things about each other.

* * * * * * * * *

Gramps woke me shaking my shoulder and I tried rubbing the sleep from my
eyes with the knuckles of my hands.

"It's getting late Luke, you feeling better this morning?"

"Some yes sir. What time is it?"

"Going on 9o'clock. I gotta help Lester put blankets on the horses before
we let them out of the barns. It rained most of the night but no snow. It
stopped a couple of hours ago but it's getting colder and the horses need
some exercise. We need to stay with the pregnant mares though, can't take a
chance on losing one of them foals. Got any plans for today?"

"I could help you and Lester Gramps."

"Not necessary. Do you feel up to going to the cemetery and seeing that
they set that stone for Matt in place like I want it?"

"I'd rather help you Gramps if it's okay." I said looking up at him.

He ran his fingers through my hair, his gray eyes watering a little. "Sure
son, get dressed and come on down for some coffee."

I waited until he left my room before jumping out of bed. I wasn't that
little boy any more and my cock was half hard from thinking about Mattie
and what we had done as kids. Matt had turned 20 catching up a year on me
until my birthday last June and I turned 22. We both had improved
considerably while in high school and from working with Gramps on his farm.

Lots of people took us for twins except I was just a hair taller then
Matt. We both told everyone we were 6' since it was so slight. We both had
deep auburn hair and blue eyes and weighed 175lbs all solid muscle. Matt
excelled at basketball, baseball and swimming while I was better in
football, soccer and track. We built smooth but not bulging muscles
weightlifting and swimming. I liked swimming but Matt would cut through the
water like a knife. We both were competitive enough that we knew better
then compete against each other.

The one sport we both excelled at equally well was horseback riding. Gramps
had taught us how we should sit and control a horse and only after hours of
practice would he let us ride over the ranch alone. That wild streak in
Matt would sometimes come out and he would challenge me to a race. Morgan's
were not bred as racers but they would when urged into it. Matt always won
and of course when Gramps saw the horses lathered up he would fuss at me
for allowing it with a "you're the oldest and you should know better Luke."
Matt would always grin his eyes flashing at me.  The truth be known, Gramps
didn't really get as mad as you might think since he loved his horse so
much.

Thoughts of Mattie flooded back in on me and I gripped the edge of the face
basin breathing hard trying to keep the tears from my eyes but not
succeeding too well. "Mattie, Mattie." I whispered his loss crushing down
on me, "I love you so much, what am I going to do without you?" Tears
flowed dripping into the sink when I heard Gramps call.

"Luke, you about ready boy? Lester is here. Come on out to the barn, we'll
be with the mare's first."

"I'll be right out Gramps." I hollered washing my face. Pulling on my jeans
and a sweatshirt, I ran down the stairs that Matt and I had run up and down
for years and it was as if I could hear his feet pounding on the steps in
front of me. I peeled a banana eating it and drank a cup of scalding hot
coffee before grabbing my jacket and running out the door. Gramps was right
it was getting colder.

The main doors of the barn were locked and Gramps had opened the smaller
door that led inside the barn through the tack room. The musty sweaty smell
of leather smacked me in the face when I opened the door. The tack room was
where Matt had his first ejaculation and I had helped him, it drove him
into fits of delight when he felt the first drops spurt from the head of
his cock. We jerked each other off there many times after that day.

Swinging the door open into the main barn Gramps and Lester were in the
pens with two of the pregnant mares being very careful as they placed thick
blankets over them. I started to open the gate into the pen but Gramps held
his hand up waving me off.

"They are a little bit skittish Luke. You better stay there for now, Lester
and I can take care of this. You throw some hay down from the loft so we
can make beds in the pens. Sunglow is getting really close and she might
drop anytime from the way she is dilating and running water."

I climbed the same ladder Matt and I had climbed hundreds of times after
that first time we had touched each other. Grabbing a pitchfork, I started
pitching hay down into the pen where Gramps and Lester were
working. Something else we had done together when Gramps asked
us. Everywhere was somewhere Matt and I had been together, doing things we
both loved.

Gramps had always said that one day the farm would be ours since we were
the last Lawrence boys. I guess now it would be mine when Gramps left me.

"Luke, Luke boy, you all right? I don't want you falling out of that loft."

"Sorry Gramps, I was just remembering when Matt and I used to pitch hay
down from here. Seems so long ago now."

"Come on down Luke, that's enough hay for now."

As I was climbing down the ladder I heard Lester ask Gramps.

"Is Luke gonna be alright Walter? He looks like he is taking Matt's passing
kind of hard."

"He'll be alright Lester, just takes time. Him and Matt were like two peas
in the same pod and that takes some getting over. Did you take Runner over
to your place like I asked you?"

"While you and Luke were at the undertakers. Milt and I penned him in the
back barn. You gonna keep him?"

"Not sure, that depends on Luke. I'll let you know."

I reached the bottom of the ladder hearing what had happened to the horse
that had thrown Matt. He hadn't even crossed my mind until then but I
didn't say anything walking over to the pen.

"I'm sorry Gramps, anything else I can do?"

"Only if you want Luke. I'd like to be sure that stone gets set. It's going
to be too cold for pouring concrete for the base if they aren't there by
now. You feel like going out there?"

"Yes Gramps, I'll do it." I said. I didn't really want to go back to the
cemetery just yet but I could tell Gramps was concerned about the stone.

"Good, use the pickup. I don't know what you call that thingamajig you
drive but it won't make it on that road. Be careful and don't be gone
long."

"Yes sir."

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