Date: Tue, 28 Jun 2005 02:17:09 -0500
From: Dylan <dylan49@gmail.com>
Subject: Dylan and Jonny Part 2 Chapter 1 (GMale)

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thank you all for reading my story Dylan and Jonny, I didnt really think I
could pull off my story, but for all of you who have stuck with me through
my horrible spellings blunders, and grammatical errors, I have started my
second story! If you havent read my original story do it!

Thanks,
~Dylan


PROLOGUE

	I suppose, the next stage in our lives, after all those ordeals,
was three years later, Both Jonny and I were celebrating our 17th birthday,
our house, despite its size, was quite cluttered with people, trash, and
just about everything else under the sun. It seemed that the night went off
without a hitch, that is... until the phone rang. Our father, in all his
infinite wisdom, had decided to enroll us in a private institution. He had
decided that our Junior and Senior Years would be better spent in Alexander
T Vanderhone's private instituion.  It was a secluded little campus with
dorms and just about every other facility a school should have. He went on
to tell us that on school nights, we were to stay in the institution, but
the weekends were ours, and that, our freedoms wouldn't be compromised. We
could still return to our beloved house, on weekends, and do our business,
ON WEEKENDS.
	That night, after everyone had left, I walked around the house,
looking for my little brother, my little twin brother. Jonathan,
or.... Jonny, as we called him, was laying on one of the upstairs couches,
with his shirt practically torn into tatters. He had his trademark smile on
his face. That very smile was the thing that made me fall in love with him
when we were 14. That smile, it drove me crazy, he looked so content and so
happy and so.... Jonny.  I marveled at my sleeping twin for a little while
before I remembered what I wanted to tell him.  I yelled "Jonathan Taylor
Chase!" He awoke with a start, his cute surfery long bowl cut hair bounced
as he bolted upright in panic. He looked at me with bewilderment in his
eyes. "What?!"  he asked. I just patted his head and sat down next to
him. "Nothing, Just had to wake you up somehow" I smiled, and somehow, I
eased the conversation over to the phone call and our new school. "What!?
We're gonna have to go WHERE?!" He jumped off the couch. "Jonny, c'mon
maybe it wont be so bad" My feeble attempts to comfort him seemed to make
him sadder. His rarely seen frown shown and I felt sad for him.... and for
me. Eventually Jonny calmed down enough and just sat down again. "I....dont
want to go" he said, a little out of breath from his tantrum "Well, we have
to" I told him, and with that I gave him a kiss. Not a full kiss, but a
gentle one. Our lips lightly touched and a trembling seemed to shake me to
my core. Thus, the night was over, when school came... we would deal with
the issue.

CHAPTER ONE - THE NEW SCHOOL

	Time seemed to travel faster as the summerdays went by in a
flash. Soon, it was time to decide where we would enroll. That very night,
father called and both Jonny and I pleaded with him. "Father, please, I
don't want to go" Jonny said. "Jonathan...Jon,and Dylan, you know I love
you, you're my sons, and I want the best for you, and this place will gave
you the best."  "Father..." I started. "Dylan, dont you start." he
snapped. Jonny had already stormed off to his room, and with a deafening
slam he was gone. My father sighed when he heard the slam and then started
"Dylan, it was hard enough explaining to your brother, just know that this
is for your benefit okay?" He sounded deperate. "Okay... father... I
understand" I hung up the phone and went up to my room, the room I shared
with Jonny. "Hey" I said as I walked into the room.  He looked up at me
with hope. "Nope... didnt get to him" I told him. He sighed and just
plopped onto his bed. "I don't want to go" he sighed. "It'll be okay" I
reassured him. I laid down on his bed and put my arm around his waist, his
perfect semi-defined abs brushing against my arm. He turned to face me and
I gave him yet another kiss. He seemed happier this time, maybe he had
finally accepted our fate. He suprised me when he slipped his tongue
through the small canal our mouths had made. Those hormones that laid
dormant in me awakened again, this time, with a lust for my brother. My
hands skillfully worked their way down his slender torso and into his
pants. I felt his hardening boyhood suddenly poke my thigh and I felt its
warmth transcend through his basketball shorts and spread through my entire
leg. "Ohh.." Jonny moaned as I wrapped my hand around it and gave it a
short jerk. While one hand worked away on his ever hardening rod, the other
found its way up Jonny's shirt. As his shirt was lifted his chest and torso
revealed itsself to me. My mouth left his and ventured down to his cute
little belly button and gave it a little lick. His smooth, milky white skin
tasted of pure sweetness. He was so innocent, and pure, he was my little
while flower and I was the bee. He opened his mouth as if you protest, but
at the first little lick a moan slipped out instead. I felt his boyhood
grow harder as my stimulant drove him mad. I began jerking him off, much to
my surprise, it didnt take long before I felt his cum on my hand. As I
withdrew my hand from his pants I looked at my hand in wonderment. It was
so beautiful, sweet serenity, his essence in my hand. Greedily I lapped it
up. "Look what you made me do" Jonny joked as he stood up and took off his
pants and boxers. "Got my pants wet" he chuckled. I watched, growing
steadily hornier by the minute. He looked for a pair of boxers, and as he
did, my eyes were fixed on that cute little butt he was in possession
of. 'Maybe tomorrow, before we go turn in our enrollment forms' I thought
to myself.

That night, after a long and fruitful conversation at dinner, we fell
asleep, with some worries and some doubts in our minds. Who knew that they
would soon be aleiviated?

More to come?

I will try to write a new chapter as soon as possible. Be sure to check!

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Thanks
~Dylan