Date: Sat, 4 Jun 2011 22:23:57 +0200 From: Mark Gouwen Subject: Symmetry part 1 Jamie and Ste are 15 yo brothers but they are also more than brothers. They are one. Or, at least, they used to be. Several years ago, Jamie took their intimicay too far and they broke into fragments. Still nursing their hurt two years later, they'll have to do something or be overtaken by the facts. Category: gay male / highschool Part 1 of a series LtHawk ========================================================== The following story is an erotic work of gay fiction. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature or you are offended by the subject matter contained here do not read any further. In real life, always play safe. Comments are more than welcome at lthawk34 at xs4all dot nl * * * * * * * * * Symmetry Chapter 1 "Where do you think you're going, boys?!" "Uhm.. out?", supplied one of the two lanky, blond boys as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "That's not happening," countered mother. "You promised me you would clean your room!" "Of course we did," said the other fifteen year old. "We just never said when we're gonna do it." He flashed his mum a cocky grin. They were already moving but their mother, still towering a clear foot over them and much more experienced grabbed a fistful of jumper. The boys halted. "Steven!", mother snarled, dangerously. The captured teen scowled. "He is Steve," he protested, pointing at his brother. "I'm James. Honest, woman! And you call yourself a mother?!" "Just kidding," the other piped up. "I'm James." And they were off. A flabbergasted mrs. Dawkins was left behind in the kitchen. She could only watch the wire door slam shut as her two most troublesome kids vanished from the scene. Her mouth was gaping. She closed it. "Those boys..." Mrs. Dawkins ruefully shook her head. She could never really be mad at them. At least not for long. -------------------------------- Outside, the first thing Ste and Jamie did was to take off their jumpers. Mum was far too fussy. The watery spring sun shone brightly in the light blue sky. Of course they shivered a bit but as they ran, they got warm anyhow. Soon, the farm house was out of sight. The apple orchard bordered on a little wood, riddled with ditches and copses. They had two tree huts there. One anyone could see. When being searched for, they reckoned, they were safe in the second, hidden, tree hut because mum or dad would decide they were somewhere else on seeing the empty first one. Of course their brilliant logic forced them to constantly revisit the first tree hut to make sure it looked well used. It was a price the twins gladly paid. Besides, they reckoned, mum and dad already had nineteen year old Bill, who was a Marine, to be proud of. All the less reason to constantly be good, or at least pretend to. "You think Bill is fighting the Talleyban right now?", Ste mused. They sat back on two of the sturdier brances of their favourite tree. "Taliban, you wanker!", Jamie shot back. "Yeah, I think he's killing them all dead." Jamie mimed shooting an automatic weapon. 'D-D-D-DRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Both kids smiled at that, proud and satisfied as to the badassery of their big brother. "Fancy a fag, then?" Jamie held up a packet he'd snaffled from dad's supply. "Sure, giv'us one!" They lit up. Illicit joy. For a moment, the twins were content to do nothing, to just be. Ste closed his eyes for a bit and thought about his wonderful brother cum trusty lieutenant cum partner in crime. They did everything together. All day. Everything... well, except for.. that. No sex for Ste anymore, no cuddling, no groping around under the covers, no kissing. Ever since Jamie'd bested him during the school wrestling finals, the stupid cocky bastard had more girls on his hands than fingers. It was unfair! They looked exactly alike and since Ste thought he brother was sex-on-legs he guessed he was pretty fuckin hot himself. He had his share of attention too of course.. but preciously little from other boys. That's where his interest lay. Ste felt his dick harden in his sports shorts with the mere thought of other boys against him, groping, kissing, panting. God, he missed the cuddling of earlier years. It had stopped when they were twelve... no, he didn't want to go there. Of course they still slept in the same bed and he still had Jamie's hard, warm body very close and they still tangled their legs usually when sleeping... but it wasn't the same. The thought of Jamie jerking himself off in bed, when he thought his bro was asleep, brought bile to Ste's throat. Because Ste'd lie there, dick throbbing, frustrated beyond belief. Because Jamie'd groan names of girls. Because he'd picture Jamie's cock, the skin of his inner thighs stretched as he splayed his legs, his fist moving up and down, faster and faster, frantic. Because of all that and more. "OW!" Ste dropped the fag that had burned down real low. He sucked on his fingers and glared at Jamie who was laughing his head off. He looked down at the forest floor to see if the blasted thing was well and truly out. Wouldn't do to cause a forest fire. Again. It seemed alright. Jamie chuckled. Not wanting to apologize, he changed the subject. "Got me a sweet date on saturday.. Melissa." Ste flashed back to last night, when his brother had severely stained the blanket, breathing hard. 'Me-lis-saaaaaaaahh.' He scowled, then pretended to be happy for Jamie, which he should be really, as a good brother. "Cool! She gonna put out?" "Will she ever," gushed Jamie. "She shags something fierce, never felt that before.. can keep it up for hours with her." He rubbed his bulging crotch. "God, I'm horny already." "Wanna wank?", asked Ste, innocent as anything. It earned him a look from his brother but hell, they were fifteen. Both boys could cum without touching themselves just with dirty thoughts. Ste thought he would pop just from the look of Jamie's naked well-built chest. Creamy-white, before any chance of a tan, and easily showing all the ribs and muscles, sinews. They both opened their shorts and hooked their thumbs under the elastic waistband of their briefs. Soon, their cocks were free, standing up right against their tummies. Jamie and Ste checked eachother out, fascinated by the look of the other's hard cock. The brothers made short work of wanking. They shot their loads inside five strokes. "Gosh, you're hot," gushed Ste. That brought silence. "Thanks," grunted Jamie and the silence returned. "Look," Jamie struggled, "I know you still like to do the nasty with me and I like it too, I swear! Just.. I'm doing chicks now and well, that's good too." His look went dark. "And less painful." Ste jumped off his tree branch and kicked the tree hard. He cursed, having hurt his foot, even more angry now than he already was. "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I'M SORRY! THAT WAS THREE YEARS AGO! I'M SORRY FOR HURTING YOU BRO! I'VE FUCKING TOLD YOU A HUNDRED FUCKING TI-" Jamie joined him, grabbed his shoulders. "It's okay dude, we're still bestest buddies. Just.. when you tried to fuck me.." "I KNOW!", said Ste. Then, more quietly. "I thought it'd be easy, like in the porn vids we found. I'm so sorry, bro." They hugged, arms around eachother. "Just... I want go back to holding you at night, being together, Jamie."