Date: Thu, 30 Sep 2004 05:19:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Brothers, Friends, & Lovers - Chapter 12 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Brothers, Friends, & Lovers Chapter 12 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jason got home very late that night. In fact it was already the next morning. 2:30 AM to be exact. He was so late because of the long good-bye he and Dan had shared. Jason slept in late the next morning. It was 11:30 when he finally got up and pulled on his jeans and went downstairs. Luke was sitting in the kitchen, alone, about to take a bite out of a sandwich he'd made for himself. "Lukey! Good to see you man!" Jason said, smiling at him. Luke grinned and said, "Likewise!" Luke stood up then and the two brothers briefly hugged each other. "So... Dan went home then?" Luke asked, quietly. Jason smiled wrly and looked at Luke. "Yeah he did." "I'm sorry. I know you're in love with him. I can't imagine how much it must hurt. I know I'd die if I ever lost Brian!" Luke said. "Yeah. Well, I never really entirely had Dan! He was spoken for when I met him," Jason said. "He thinks you're the greatest little brother a guy could ever want though. Must have something to do with whatever you two were talking about that last night!" Luke smiled a little. "Did he tell you what I told him?" "Said it was private and I should ask you," Jason said. "Well, we'll keep it that way," Luke said. Jason smiled and said, "Well, I got the impression you did something nice for me, so whatever it was, Thanks, and I owe you!" "No you don't. Seems it didn't work," Luke said. "Well, whatever," Jason said. The two had lunch together then. * * * As they were finishing eating, Brian arrived. "Jase! Good to see you!" he said, as he walked in the door. "You too Bri," Jason said, standing up and giving Brian a hug. "Wanta sandwich?" Luke asked. "Nah, just ate. Thanks anyway," Brian said. "Let's go up to my room then," Luke said. "We gotta study for tomorrow's history final. Last one thank God!" Jason smiled to himself, as he noticed the twinkle in Brian's eyes, and the bulge forming in the crotch of his pants. The two took off and ran upstairs. Jason picked up his dishes, then went upstairs himself to unpack his things. He grinned to himself again, when he saw Luke's door was closed. * * * "So did you tell them about your seizures yet?" Brian asked Luke. The two boys had stripped immediately after they closed Luke's door, and were now laying naked together on Luke's bed, playing with each other's hardons. "Jase just got home late last night. I didn't get a chance yet," Luke said. "You're gonna tell them though, right?" Brian said. "Will ya just lay off it already Bri? I'll get to it!" Luke said. "You need to get to it soon!" Brian said. "That was a bad one you had yesterday afternoon!" "BRIAN! I SAID I'LL GET -" Luke started to yell. Luke never finished the sentence, because suddenly, a pain shot through his head, and he stiffened and started shaking violently. "SHIT!" Brian exclaimed. "JASON!!!" Brian yelled urgently then at the top of his lungs, as he leaped up and straddled Luke to keep him from falling out of bed. * * * Jason was unpacking a box of books and putting them on his bookshelves when he heard Brian's yell. He could hear the distress in Brian's voice. "What's wrong?" Jason hollered, as he headed for Luke's room. "Get in here quick!" Brian answered. When Jason opened the door, he was shocked to see Brian and Luke naked on Luke's bed. At first glimpse he thought they were having sex. Brian was on his hands and knees straddling Luke. His ass was sticking up in the air and Jason had a perfect view of his pink rosebud. It was encircled with a tiny amount of light brown hair. Brian's large testicles were hanging loosely between his legs in their sack below his ass. Jason's dick tingled in the split second he took all this in. Then, to his horror, Jason realized that Brian was holding Luke, as he was shaking violently, and his arms and legs were flailing about. Obviously he was having a violent seizure. "NO! Not again!" Jason cried, running over to the side of Luke's bed. Jason knelt on the bed next to Luke and looked down at him. His eyes had rolled up into his head, and all you could see was the whites of his eyes. "It's OK Luke. Try to relax. It'll pass," Jason said, leaning over him and stroking his hair gently. "What happened?" Jason asked. Brian looked at Jason and said, "Nothing! We were just talking. He didn't like something I said and got angry, then he started seizing." "What'd you say?" Jason asked, as he scrunched down so he could hold Luke's head and shoulders in the crook of his arm. Brian didn't reply. Jason felt Luke's shaking beginning to slow down. "It's stopping," he said. Slowly, Luke's eyes rolled back to normal, and his body stopped shaking. He lay still, bathed in a thin sheen of sweat, looking up mournfully at his brother. "It's OK Luke! It's over," Jason said. Brian leaned in next to Jason and looked down at Luke. "I'm sorry Luke. I didn't mean to upset you. But at least now they know!" Brian said. Jason looked at Brian and said, "How long has this been going on?" Brian went red in the face and looked guiltily at Jason, but he didn't say anything. As Jason looked pointedly at Brian, Luke croaked, "It's not his fault. I made him promise not to tell!" Jason looked down at Luke and said, "So how long have you been having them? And how bad are they?" "A while now, and I usually don't remember most of them," Luke said. "what you saw is as bad as they get," Brian said. "How often do you have them?" Jason asked. "It depends. They seem to happen when I'm exerting myself in some way," Luke said. "And Mom and Dad don't know?" Jason asked. Averting his look, Luke guiltily said, "no." "He didn't want anyone to know, so he could get his license back," Brian said. "I thought they might go away," Luke added, woefully. "They've been getting worse though!" Brian said. "You should have told Mom and Dad, or me!" Jason said, looking down at Luke, who, guiltily looked away. "And if he didn't, you should have!" Jason said, looking at Brian. Tears welled in Brian's eyes, as he looked at Jason. "Alright, I can tell you both realize that - so enough about it. In the future, Luke, you have to be honest with us. And Brian, if he isn't, please, tell us. And Luke, if you'd let this go on and gotten your license back, what do you think would happen if you had a seizure while you were driving? You could kill yourself, any passengers in your car, and maybe even a carload of other people! This is serious! We need to have you examined so they can do something to stop them," Jason said. "I'm sorry," Luke said, dolefully. "I know. I'll drop it now, OK?" Jason said. "Thanks," Luke said. Jason pulled the covers up over Luke then, as he'd begun shivering. "You rest for a while," he said. Luke just looked sadly at him. "It'll be alright," Jason said. "Brian and I will lay here with you." Brian crawled off Luke, and stretched out beside him, and Jason stretched out on the other side of him. The three lay together quietly. Within a few minutes, Luke had fallen asleep. "Why don't you come with me for a while? He needs to rest," Jason said to Brian. Brian, who was still naked, got up and gathered up his clothes, then he followed Jason to his room. * * * "So how long did you know he was having them again?" Jason asked, as Brian set his clothes on the bed. "It's been a couple months. I was with him when it happened the first time," Brian said. "What happened then? What was he doing when it happened?" Jason asked. Brian turned red, and looked down at his pile of clothes, and started to pull out his boxers. "Well, we were ... you know..." Brian mumbled. "What exactly were you doing though?" Jason asked. Brian went absolutely crimson then. "Well... he was on top of me, fucking me," Brian said, unable to look at Jason. "So it was exertion that brought it on then?" Jason asked. "Yeah, seems to be most of the time," Brian said, as he lifted a foot to step into his boxers. "You should've told us!" Jason said. "He should've seen a doctor right away!" Brian spun his head toward Jason, who was standing next to him, to answer, just as his right foot was about to go through the leg hole in his boxers. His foot missed and hung up in the fabric of his boxers, which he was holding up with both hands. Brian teetered, and lost his balance. Jason reached out and caught him before he fell on his ass. When he caught him, Jason threw an arm around his back, and reached down to grab his leg with his other hand, but ended up cupping his right buttock, as Brian had tried to lean forward to break his fall, and had overcompensated and pitched forward slightly. As Brian finally came to rest in his arms, Jason realized his middle finger was pressed firmly up against Brian's asshole. As embarrassed as he was, by stumbling so ungracefully, and ending up in Jason's arms, Brian couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of Jason's finger, which was practically forcing itself up inside him. If there was one thing Brian found arousing, it was when someone stimulated his anus. Naturally, his penis began to rapidly expand. As Jason momentarily held Brian in his arms, realizing he was touching Brian's hole, he realized he couldn't just drop him, but also worried that trying to help him up would send his finger right up inside the boy, so he just held onto him, not really sure what to do. As he held him, he felt Brian's sphincter contract and relax slightly a couple times. Embarrassed that he was getting hard while Jason's finger was up against his hole, Brian attempted to stand up, which only made matters worse. As he attempted to push himself up into a standing position, his sphincter relaxed and his butt pressed down a little. Jason's finger slid right through his asshole, and half its length, up inside him. "Oh!" Brian gasped, as Jason's finger slid up into him. He was mortified, yet at the same time, his penis instantly became rock hard. Jason was shocked when his finger slid up inside Brian. He also saw that Brian's penis had suddenly become fully erect though. He hadn't seen the boy in an aroused state in a while, and was impressed with the size of his fully engorged member. "Well," Jason chuckled. "This is certainly a strange position we've gotten ourselves into. How about I just help you stand back up." Jason lifted Brian up then, but in doing so, forced his finger even deeper up inside Brian. "Ohh!" Brian gasped, feeling the pressure of Jason's finger. "Fuck! I'm sorry man!" Jason said, as he pulled his finger out of Brian's asshole, and stepped back from him. Brian stood red as a beet, the tip of his rock hard cock glistening with a drop of pre-cum. Jason stared at the boy's penis for a moment. It was beautiful, and stood straight out from his body, pointing directly at Jason. It looked to be about 8" long now too, the same length as Jason's. "It's OK. It didn't hurt. And it wasn't your fault," Brian said finally. "Not your's either. Could'a been me who fell on you!" Jason said, forcing himself to look back up at Brian's face. "Would you get a hardon over my finger sliding up your butt?" Brian asked, ruefully. "Most likely," Jason said, smiling sympathetically at him. "I think most guys like it when their hole gets fingered!" Brian smiled a little then, "so you like it too?" "Oh yeah!" Jason smiled, tinging a little pink. Brian's gaze dropped down to the large bulge that had formed in Jason's crotch. "Guess you like fingering holes too," he said, huskily. Jason turned a shade redder, but said, "Um, well... yeah, I do. Do you?" "Uh huh," Brian said, almost breathlessly, staring obviously at Jason's crotch, which was throbbing now. Suddenly Brian reached out and cupped Jason's bulge and squeezed it gently. Automatically, Jason's eyes closed, and his breathing became heavier, as Brian fondled him through his jeans for a couple seconds. Just as suddenly as he'd started, Brian stopped. Jason opened his eyes, and saw Brian looking back at him guiltily. "I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that! I just couldn't help myself! You're so good looking!" Brian said. Jason smiled and said, "well, I wasn't expecting it, but it felt good!" Jason looked down then and noticed that the spot of pre-cum on Brian's dick had become a full droplet. As he'd done innumerable times before to Dan, he automatically reached down and wiped Brian's pre-cum off with his finger, and stuck his finger in his mouth, savoring the flavor of the boy's juices, as Brian watched him with big, lust-filled eyes. Jason suddenly realized what he'd done, and turned crimson. "Sorry! I guess I should've asked first. Just an old habit." "Dan?" Brian asked. "uh, yeah," Jason admitted. "It's alright. It felt good when you touched me. Did it taste good?" Brian asked. Jason smiled then and said, "Yeah, real good!" "You can have more if you want!" Brian said, looking into Jason's eyes. Jason looked back into Brian's eyes. God how he wanted to drop on his knees and start sucking the boy off. He didn't though. "Brian, there's nothing I'd like to do more right now, especially with that gorgeous piece of meat you're sporting, but... I think if we go any further, we'd both feel like we'd betrayed Luke" he said. Brian looked guiltily at Jason and said, "yeah, I suppose that's true. I'm sorry." "Don't be. If it wasn't for Luke, I'd be on my knees right now sucking you off!" Jason said. "And I'd rip your jeans off afterward and do you too!" Brian said, grinning. "Right now though, I need to go to the bathroom." "There should be a jug of hand lotion under the sink," Jason said, grinning and winking at Brian. Brian grinned back at him, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom. Jason closed his bedroom door behind him, then stripped his clothes off and lay down on his bed. He pulled a jug of hand lotion out of his night stand drawer, and while Brian jerked off in front of the bathroom sink, using a handful of lotion, Jason jacked off as well. Both young men felt much more relaxed after they each blew their loads of semen. Brian's splattered into the sink, and Jason's streaked his belly and chest, with one large glob pooling in his navel. * * * When Jason had cleaned himself up, and gotten dressed again, he opened his bedroom door. Brian was just coming out of the bathroom then too. They both blushed slightly and grinned at one another. "Feeling better?" Jason asked. "Yup. You?" Brian said. "Oh yeah!" Jason said. "Listen, if he's gonna sleep, I think I'm gonna take off for a while. Is that OK?" Brian asked. "Sure!" Call us later on," Jason said. "OK, See ya!" Brian said. "Take care Bri," Jason said. Brian ran down the stairs and out the front door then. Jason looked in on Luke, but he was still fast asleep, so he went back to his unpacking. * * * When Jason's stuff was all unpacked and put away, he went back and looked in on Luke again. Luke had rolled over onto his side, facing away from the door. At first Jason thought he was sleeping, then he heard some faint sniffling. Feeling bad for Luke, Jason tiptoed in and go onto the bed behind Luke. "Hey! Are you OK?" he asked, quietly, as he snuggled up against Luke's back and draped his arm over him. "Yeah. If you call having seizures OK," Luke replied, despondently. "We'll get you to a doctor and they'll do something to stop them," Jason said. Luke sniffed, and didn't respond right away. Finally, he said, "What if they can't fix it?" "I'm sure they have some medicine that'll stop them, or something like that," Jason said, wondering to himself just what they could do to help Luke. Luke started shaking then, and Jason realized he was crying. As he tried to hug him tighter, Luke turned around to face him and buried his face against Jason's chest and began sobbing. There was nothing Jason could do but lay there and hold Luke in his arms as he cried. Eventually, Luke stopped crying. "I promise you we'll do everything we can to help you get better," Jason said, as they laid together yet. "I know. And thanks," Luke said, sadly. Luke got out of bed a couple minutes later and picked his clothes up off the floor and began dressing. "I better have my clothes on when Mom and Dad get home or they'll think I'm a complete invalid," Luke said. "Well, I have to admit, I'd like to see you rest as much as possible, at least until a doctor says you don't need to," Jason said. "Jase?" Luke said. "Yeah?" Jason asked. "Will you tell them?" Luke asked. "I just can't bear to be the one to tell them. I don't want to see the looks of pain on their faces!" "Sure," Jason said. "How about you call Brian and have him come over. You two can go for a walk or something, and I'll talk to them. Then later you can talk to them." "Thanks!" Luke said. Luke phoned Brian and the two decided to hang out at his house until Jason called for Luke later. Luke took off then, walking to Brian's. * * * "Jason! It's so good to have you home!" Mrs. Anderson exclaimed, when she walked in the door. "It's good to be home too Mom!" Jason said, hugging his mother. "Where's Luke?" she asked. "Brian's," Jason said. "Honestly! Those two are like a pair of Siamese Twins!" Mrs. Anderson said. "When's Dad coming home?" Jason asked. "Well, he wanted to grill tonight. Kind of a celebration of your return home. So he should be here soon. I'd better call Luke home, so he'll be here for dinner." Mrs. Anderson said. "NO! Don't!" Jason said. "Why not?" Mrs. Anderson asked, looking at Jason strangely. "I need to talk to you and Dad about something before he comes home," Jason said. "You sound so serious Honey, is everything alright?" Mrs. Anderson asked, looking concerned now. "Not really. But you're gonna have to wait till Dad gets here, so don't ask anymore right now." Jason said. "Let's set the table while we wait for him." Mrs. Anderson looked alarmed now, but heeded her son's wishes. Quietly the two set the table and got things ready for supper. Just as they were finishing, Mr. Anderson pulled in the driveway. Mr. Anderson had a big smile on his face when he walked in the door and saw Jason. "Good to have you home again son!" he said, giving Jason a quick hug. "I'm glad I'm home too Dad!" Jason said. "Forget the chit chat Herb. There's a problem. Jason wants to talk to us," Mrs. Anderson said. "What's wrong?" Mr. Anderson asked, looking intently at Jason. "Let's go sit in the livingroom," Jason said. With that, he turned and walked to the living room, with his parents trailing hastily after him. * * * "Well?" asked Mrs. Anderson after they'd sat down. "It's Luke. He wanted me to tell you this, because he's too upset to tell you himself." Jason began. "Luke? What's the matter with Luke?" Mr. Anderson said. "A couple months ago he began getting those severe pains in his head, and having seizures again," Jason said. "Oh No!" Mrs. Anderson cried, covering her mouth with her hand, as tears filled her eyes. "He had one a couple months ago?" Mr. Anderson asked. "That's when they started. They came on suddenly, and they've been getting progressively worse. Brian and I were with him when he had one today." Jason said. Mrs. Anderson started weeping. "I don't understand. Why didn't he tell us?" Mr. Anderson sounded anguished. "He thought they'd go away. And he knows he has to be seizure-free for a year before he can drive again." Jason said. The three of them talked for some time then about it. Jason also explained to them that Luke was terrified of their reaction to the news, and begged them for Luke's sake to be strong. They said they would. * * * Jason drove over to Brian's house then and picked Luke up. "How'd they take it?" Luke asked. "Like concerned parents who love their son!" Jason answered. "That bad huh?" Luke said, smiling wryly. "They're your parents Boob. They love you. Of course they're upset!" Jason said. "I just can't stand to see Mom cry over me though," Luke said. "She said she'd be strong for you," Jason said as he pulled into the driveway. "So she won't carry on hysterically, and will just sob quietly then?" Luke asked, smiling wryly. "Probably," Jason said, smiling wryly as well. As the two got out of the car, their parents rushed out the back door. Mrs. Anderson took one look at Luke and burst into tears and ran sobbing into his arms. "I'm glad she's being strong," Luke managed to quip, before he too started weeping. Mr. Anderson and Jason stood nearby, watching. They both had tears in their eyes too. * * * After they'd all calmed down and gone into the house, Mrs. Anderson told Luke he had a doctor's appointment the next morning. She'd called and scheduled it while Jason had gone to pick him up at Brian's. "I can't Mom!" Luke cried. "I have my history final at 8:00! It's my last exam! Can't you re-schedule it for sometime after 10:00?" "The appointment's not till 11:00. You'll have time to finish your exam, and we'll make it to the appointment," she said. "OH!" Luke said, relieved. "OK then." Mr. Anderson went out to grill then, and the family had a nice dinner together, although the celebratory mood had been replaced with worried talk about Luke's condition. Luke went to bed early that night. The next morning he was up at 6:30. He showered, ate, and let Mrs. Anderson drive him to school for his final exam. After his exam, his whole family picked him up and accompanied him to his doctor's appointment. The doctor listened to Luke describe his seizures, and asked a lot of questions. Then he examined Luke, while everyone waited in the waiting room. "Doctor, there's something I couldn't mention earlier," Luke said. "Can you not tell my parents, if I tell you?" "Of course Luke. There's this little thing called doctor/patient confidentiality. And, you're going to be an adult in a few days. Now, what didn't you tell me?" the doctor said. "Most of my headaches and seizures come on when I'm having sex. Just when my orgasm is building up good," Luke said. "I see," the doctor said. "Actually, that corresponds with your description of them happening when you exert yourself. Thank you for telling me though. Is there anything else you need to tell me?" "No, that's it. So what do you think's wrong?" Luke asked, anxiously. "I'm sorry, but I really can't say. Not without running some tests," the doctor said. "Somehow I knew that'd be your answer," Luke said ruefully. The doctor ordered a bunch of tests for Luke. He wanted him to take them right away, but Luke refused, saying he wanted to go through graduation, which was a few days later, and his birthday was the day after, so he wouldn't have them that day either. Eventually, everyone agreed on the Tuesday after graduation, which was the day after Luke's 18th birthday. * * * That weekend, the Andersons attended Luke's and Brian's graduation. Both boys graduated in the top ten percent of their class. They each had won a couple of small scholarships for college as well. The graduation ceremony was held on the school's football field. The weather was superb. Afterward, both the Abbotts and the Andersons had graduation parties at their respective homes for their sons. Luke and Brian went back and forth between the two parties a couple times, and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Neither of them seemed to remember that Luke could have a seizure at any time, and that he was scheduled for all kinds of tests in less than 48 hours. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson and Jason didn't forget though. They were all very happy for Luke, that he could set his problem aside and enjoy his special day though. They were also most grateful that he didn't experience any seizures at all that day. The day after graduation was Luke's 18th birthday. Even though he'd just had a graduation party the day before, his family threw him a birthday party, inviting all his friends to stop by for an informal barbeque and cake. Again Luke had a seizure-free day, much to his family's delight. That evening after the party, Brian had supper with the family, then, he and Luke went up to Luke's room to relax and 'play video games' they told the Andersons. Jason smirked at them as they headed upstairs. * * * "So, you gonna suck me off for my birthday?" Luke asked, as soon as they'd shut the door. Flopping down on Luke's bed, Brian smiled and said, "There's nothing I'd like better to do, but no, I'm not. I don't want to take a chance that it'll cause you to have a seizure!" "Oh come on!" Luke cried, dropping onto his bed, next to Brian. "I need it! It'll relax me! "Besides," he added, smirking, "your blow jobs are worth having a seizure for!" "Shut up you asshole!" Brian cried. Luke reached over and grabbed Brian's crotch and gave it a squeeze. Brian immediately began to stiffen. "C'mon Luke. Really. We can't!" Brian complained. "Yes! We can!" Luke said, sliding his hand down Brian's pants. "Luke!" Brian exclaimed, as he felt Luke's hand encircling his dick. Luke grasped his friend's penis and began massaging it. Within seconds, Brian was powerless to stop Luke, as he was thoroughly enjoying the feelings Luke was giving him. Brian had on a pair of shorts with wide leg openings, and Luke took the opportunity to slide his other hand up the shorts and rummage around until he had his hand inside Brian's underwear, gently groping his testicles. "Luke! You shouldn't be doing this!" Brian said, trying one last time to persuade Luke to stop. Luke just grinned up at Brian, then with both hands he grasped Brian's shorts and underwear and yanked them down, fully exposing Brian. Brian only had time to gasp, before Luke had lowered his face toward his crotch and sucked his hardon into his mouth. "Oh Fuck!" Brian gasped, as Luke began sucking up and down on him. Luke sucked up and down the full length of Brian's stiff shaft, sending shivers up and down Brian's spine. He also wormed his finger between Brian's buttocks and began massaging his asshole. Within a minute or two, Brian was humping up and down off the bed, breathing heavily, and moaning softly, as Luke pumped up and down his rod. Brian knew it would only be a minute before his orgasm began. He was right. Within a half a minute, Brian was on the brink of his orgasm. Realizing this, Luke jammed his finger up through Brian's asshole, and began massaging his prostate. "AWWWwww!!!" Brian Gasped. Then, a moment later, his body stiffened up and he blasted a load of cum into Luke's mouth. Luke swallowed it, just in time to receive another blast. Moaning, Brian continued spasming, ejaculating all his liquid into Luke's mouth, as Luke happily swallowed it all for him. When Brian finally finished cumming, Luke stopped sucking on him. He got up and stripped naked, and laid down on the bed then. His penis was stiff, and laying against his lower belly, pointing straight at his belly button. "PLEASE?" Luke begged Brian. Brian looked at Luke, then finally said, "OK, but I'm gonna be really careful, and if you start to feel anything wrong - stop me." "K," Luke grinned. Brian rolled over and lowered his face toward Luke's erection, and sucked it into his mouth. "Oh yeah!" Luke moaned. True to his word, Brian worked on Luke extremely slowly. Partway through his routine, he parted Luke's legs and lifted them up, so his thighs were pressed against his torso. Then, gazing at Luke's puckered asshole, Brian leaned toward it and began licking over and over Luke's hole. At the same time he began massaging Luke's penis. "Mmmm," Luke moaned. Brian gently and slowly lapped at Luke's asshole, and masturbated him. Luke leaned back and relaxed, thoroughly enjoying his friend's attention. After a couple minutes, Brian stopped rimming Luke and returned to sucking him off. He used his finger on Luke's asshole then. Soon, Luke realized his orgasm was going to start momentarily. He began gently grinding his hips up and down off the bed. Brian kept on sucking on Luke, praying that his orgasm wouldn't trigger a seizure. Luke's orgasm was coming on fast now. At the same time he could feel the telltale sign of a headache starting up as well. He did everything he could to relax as much as possible, but he couldn't. Brian was still sucking on his Dick. Then, it was too late. Luke felt his orgasm begin. "Oh Fuck!" he cried out quietly, as he ejaculated a load of cum into Brian's mouth. Brian swallowed it, and kept on sucking. Luke kept on trying to stay relaxed, struggling to keep his headache from coming, even as he tensed up and shot load after load of semen down Brian's throat. When his orgasm ended, Luke relaxed. The beginnings of his headache faded, and he smiled at Brian. "See? I told you it'd be alreight!" he said. "Well, I'm glad you were right," Brian said, crawling up to lay next to him. Brian stayed another hour, then Mrs. Anderson knocked on the door and told him he'd have to leave, as Luke needed his rest before his tests. Brian left, saying he'd see Luke the next evening. * * * The next morning, the entire Anderson family was up early. They showered, dressed, and had a quick breakfast, then drove into Burlington, to the hospital. When they got there, Luke was surprised when they asked him to fill out and sign all the papers. When he handed them to his mother to take care of, a nurse told him, that she could fill them out, but he'd still have to sign them, now that he was 18. Luke grinned when he heard that. Once the paperwork was done, he spent a few hours having various tests, which included a CAT-SCAN, an MRI, and an EEG, amongst others. When the tests were done, Luke was told his doctor's office would be calling to schedule an appointment for him to get the results. Two days later, the doctor's office called and asked Luke to come in the following afternoon to get his test results. * * * The next day, the whole family again drove together with Luke to his appointment. After waiting a few minutes, Luke was asked to go back to the doctor's office. When Mr. and Mrs. Anderson and Jason all got up to go with him, the nurse asked, "Do you want all these people to come with you?" Luke nodded nervously. She smiled, then lead everyone back to the doctor's office and told them the doctor would be with them shortly. A few minutes later, the doctor walked in. "So did you figure out what the problem is?" Luke asked, nervously. "Yes, we did," the doctor said, as he sat down behind his desk. He didn't appear happy. "The MRI showed us your problem. You have a damaged blood vessel inside the base of your brain, at the site of the injury you received during your accident last year. The vessel's wall is much thinner than it should be. It appears that it was scraped by the piece of wood that we removed from you in your operation last year. You're having seizures because the vessel keeps expanding whenever your blood pressure rises, and this puts pressure on your brain tissue. This isn't a good situation. There is only one solution, but it is somewhat dangerous. You need to have surgery, to have the weakened blood vessel replaced with a new piece of vein we'll harvest from elsewhere in your body, most likely your leg. I've spoken to a noted surgeon about your case, and he thinks he can do the procedure," the doctor said. "THINKS?" Mr. Anderson cried. "As I said, this is a somewhat dangerous procedure. There is a possibility that it won't work, or that there will be complications during surgery," the doctor said. "You mean I could die from it?" Luke asked, his eyes huge. "I'm sorry Luke, but yes, you could. Or you could end up in a coma. Or it could be a complete success," The doctor said. "Of course any of these outcomes are possible with any surgery, where you're anesthetized, however, the risks are greater with brain surgery." "What chance is there I'd die?" Luke asked. "We feel there's a 50% chance the procedure will be a success. Therefore there's a 50% chance it won't be," the doctor said, quietly. "So there's a 50% chance I could die then?" Luke asked. "Well, the other 50% is either that it wouldn't work and you'd end up in worse shape than you're in now, possibly in a permanently vegetative state, or yes, death," the doctor said soberly. "And if I don't have the surgery? What will happen?" Luke asked. "You'll continue to have seizures and headaches, in particular anytime you exert yourself. The blood vessel will weaken further with each onset of exertion. Then, eventually, the blood vessel will burst. When that happens, death will follow, almost instantaneously. There's not time to get you to a hospital and perform surgery anymore at that point. Just how long it will be until this occurs, I cannot tell you. It could take years, or it could happen as early as tomorrow. It depends on the amount you exert yourself, and how your blood pressure reacts to the exertion." the doctor said. There was stunned silence in the room, punctuated only by Mrs. Anderson's sudden, hysterical sobbing... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.