From: D One Subject: In the Darkness Comes the Light Date: Sat, 01 Aug 1998 06:35:10 GMT It was dark. I had kept the lights out so he could sleep. I had often worked on the computer late at night. He never complained if he heard the fingers click on the keys. That night was no different. It was summer..and Hot. I was naked..again nothing odd there. We often were in the bedroom we shared. Kevin and I had been close from the moment I was born. Mom said he pulled the crib from their room one night into his room. He said he wanted them to sleep and would take care of me. My crying ceased....and they were amazed. He didn't nurse me..but did shove a bottle in my mouth from time to time. He was only a few years older then me. We bathed together.....and a huge black and white photo of us naked in the bathtub hung on the wall of our parents bedroom. He started school and I cried so much, the folks put me in a nursery school near his school. The nursery school said I was too young, that I would misbehave. As if I understood their concerns, I behaved. Through the years, we had continued to be close. No argument, no jealousies, no urging him to take me to the movies or out with his friends. We grew apart a short while in High School as we both began to find ourselves as separate persons. But we always returned to our bedroom, brothers, friends and confidants. He knew I liked men from the time I first realized the sight of naked kids made me get an erection. He showed me what to do with my erection. I watched him in amazement as he masturbated and immitated him until I finally could have an orgasm. I watched from the closet when he and a buddy sucked each others cock one afternoon. He told me to keep it our secret. I did until now. He said he was just experimenting and I would probably do that too. I did. I told him about it..but I did more then he. And evne with friends of his as well as mine. He beat up someone in school who called me a fag. I was fourteen at the time. He knew the truth, but defended me anyway. We both graduated...he was in college and came home to visit often. I was in a local college hoping to transfer into his college when my grades got better. We went to our old high school football games, I traveled to his campus to watch him wrestle and share beers and friends with him. He appeared without telling me at my first college performance...I was pretty good and he told me I was going to be a star someday. I felt his pat on my butt when he said that. It was warm, full of the love that we had for each other. Our parents were proud and confused by our closeness as their friends told them stories of feuding brothers in their households. There was something different in our lives and I thought all brothers had the same relationship as we. But as time wore on, I learned about the fights, jealousies and other things that went on in homes of our friends...and my value of our relationship grew even more. He was home...it was dark...I was naked...it was hot...I was on the computer. I felt his hands on my bare shoulders massaging. He told me I was going to be a great playwrite someday...and readover my shoulder. I didn't stop, eventhough I was typing a porn story for a friend on the internet. In fact he read it...I could hear his whispered lip movements. "come to bed" he said when I finished and he reached over to click off the internet connection. I didn't complain..he always knew best. The room was dark now..not even the computer screen reflected it's eerie light on my body. I felt his hand lead me to his bed where I had slept from time to time during our youth. But that night was different as we kissed more like lovers then brothers. We touched as if we had never held each other before. We stroked like newlyweds and we made love into the hours of the night. I cried as he left the next day back to his campus. In front of our parents he kissed me on the lips. I saw my parent's expression. I planned to visit him soon...we had much to talk about...and more to explore. There were years ahead for us to figure out what life was saying to us..what fate had dictated..what the future held. I had always loved him and he me. But I realized it was something more.