Date: Tue, 13 Jun 2006 23:50:25 +0800 From: YoDawgs Bl.net Subject: Search for Conscience, Chapter 16 The rest of the afternoon was spent taking turns on the XBOX after lunch, and fooling around with each other. The twins' parents lingered for a few hours after they enjoyed a sumptuous lunch, and the four peers continued their lazy afternoon. Cody noticed that Seth would not take his eyes off Sebastian, albeit for only a few seconds; he glanced numerously at his twin as if to verify his existence in the physical world. Sean observed his curiosity and brought to his knowledge that Seth always looked over his back for Sebastian. "Makes him secure, although I don't see the reason. He knows when Sebastian's in trouble, so why look round? Happens every time Sebastian's hurt, or sad." He whispered, yet again eyeing the twins, as both of them took their turns on the XBOX. Seth was cuddling up to Sebastian, nuzzling his head under Sebastian's arm and sighing. Cody nodded. It was approximately six o'clock at that time, and Cody was expecting dinner. The call duly came, and Regina called for them from the kitchen, he assumed, her voice echoing through the concrete hallway. Cody was up and going in a matter of seconds, succumbing to his stomach's pleas for intake. He hurried downstairs, the trio tailing him closely. Dinner was already set out on the table; a delicious blend of curry and mash potatoes, a meatloaf steaming in the middle of the table. "Have a seat, boys. I'm bringing the soup. If you could just wait a moment." Regina's silky tone emanated from the kitchen. Cody took his familiar place at the rectangular table and watched as Sean eased himself into the chair adjacent to his. Sean was seated at the head of the table. The threw themselves on to the wooden dining chairs beside him, and began bickering amongst themselves, main topic of argument being who could eat the most mashed potatoes in one mouthful. They began taunting each other after a few seconds, and Cody could see Seth visibly becoming increasingly annoyed as every comment of his was rebutted by the quick-thinking Sebastian. Finally, Seth gave up, and depressed the skin beside Sebastian's neck. Of course, his brother began moaning in pain as the pressure points were agitated. He turned to Sean, who was watching the scenario with a bemused expression on his face. "Hey, Sean, don't you have a computer? I've seen your XBOX, but so far, I haven't had a glimpse of a computer, if you've got one." "Yes I do, actually. It's a laptop, mind you, so that means I keep stashed in the drawer of that computer desk that's in my room. I'm surprised, Cody. For such an observant person, I would have thought that the mere sight of the desk was enough to bring about your awareness of a computer, if not, miniscule in size." "Oh." Was all Cody could manage. John entered the dining room as Regina tottered in from the kitchen, singing out "Hot soup, hot soup," as she stumbled towards the table and managed to place the soup bowl on the large cork coaster that was situated there for its purpose, without spilling a drop. John raised an eyebrow and sat at the opposite head of the table. The twins bubbled with delight as Regina doled out generous helpings on their plates, thanking her for them. John supplemented the effort by filling in their soup bowls with the rich tomato soup that was slowly evaporating in the large porcelain bowl. Cody suddenly spotted both sitting unusually straight, with a long expression on their faces, closed eyes. Their hands were in a touch-palm position, and they muttered words under their breath. "Grace" sprang through his mind, compelling him to respect the religion, and lower his head. Sean watched owlishly from his seat, knife and fork poised above his meal. "Sean." Regina said softly, which more than sufficed to allow Sean to realise the uncouthness of his action. "Oops" he muttered, sitting straight, with fingers interlocked. The twins finished relatively quickly, and without warning, dug into the food simultaneously. Regina watched with an incredulous expression, and demurely picked at her food, while John smiled slightly and attacked his food almost as viciously as the four youths. It was over; Cody decimated his meal as if he was devoid of food for the past two days, famished. He received seconds and even managed a third plate of meatloaf and mashed potatoes. He leant back, and massaged his bulging abdomen. Regina suddenly glanced over at him. "Oh, Cody, you can go. Over here, you don't have to wait until everyone has finished. Go on, get a head start in packing your bags for tomorrow. It's going to be a big day." She smiled at him. Cody relented, and eased himself out of the chair, padding over the shiny wooden floor. Remembering to thank Regina and John for the wonderful dinner, he made his way upstairs to Sean's room, and wondered where to start. He had no idea of what to expect in the new school, but he did know the syllabus of every British school, which is the same everywhere. He sat on the edge of the bed beside the window, and unpacked his bags. His school uniform, which he had used on Friday, was still in passable condition, so he fished it up from the wooden floor and hung it on the end of his bed using a clothes hanger he had spotted behind the door on his way in. He began arranging and organising every single detail of his wear. Shirts here, trousers there, underpants there, jacket here. In fifteen minutes, he stepped back and admired his handiwork. Everything was sorted out into its own respective category, but Cody did not know exactly where to place them. Sean's room had the necessary facilities for placement of clothes, toys, whatsoever, but Cody did not particularly want to overstay his welcome and make use of them. Foolish thinking on his part, he knew. Sean had once and again informed him of his place in the family. However, he simply left his clothes as he arranged them: on the bed beside the window. Fatigue suddenly pulled at his consciousness, and he made his way up the all-too-familiar ladder to the first storey of the double-decker bed, where he lay atop the sheets, massaging his full stomach, eyes closed. After what seemed like an eternity, he heard the familiar thudding of Sean's robust footsteps up the wooden staircase and along the polished floor, accompanied by the twins' gentle padding. The taste of the delicious meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and sumptuous syrup that accompanied it, burned in the back of his throat, and he burped softly. It appeared that the twins' parents had stayed for a very short period after John had returned with the groceries and food. They had left the twins' clothing hung on the bathroom door; something that Cody had not noticed for the entire afternoon. Whatever thoughts that had formed in his brain were interrupted as the boys shuffled into the room, yawning and stretching. As usual, the sound of static electricity crackled as shirts were pulled over heads, cotton rubbing against hair. "Cody?" Sean's voice echoed through the room. He managed a soft "Hmm?" "Do you want to have a go at the XBOX?" was the next query. "Nah, I want to go to bed. You go ahead." The words took a great deal of effort to spit out, as he fought the incoming waves of slumber. A slight shaking of the double-decker told him that the twins had already settled down below him. Sean sighed, and made his way over to the light switch, flipping it off and engulfing the room in sudden darkness. He padded across the floor, bare feet slapping the wooden boards, and climbed up the bed to a now motionless Cody. The reclining boy sighed, breath coming out in a short burst, as he prepared to journey into slumber. He scuffled about, trying to get under the covers, not realising that he was indeed lying atop them. Sean came to the rescue, gently nudging him to one side and disengaging the sheets. Cody was too worn out to react to anything at all, and simply grunted, while yielding to the gentle push. After a few moments, Sean drew him into the sheets, and pulled them over his head, engulfing both of them in the warm interior. Sean's breaths were all-too audible in the silence of the night. Beneath them, the twins giggled softly amongst themselves. He turned and lay face-up on the down pillow that his head rested on, placing both hands behind his head. He lay there, slowly dozing off. After a few moments, a hand snaked over beneath the sheets and touched his torso. He shifted a little, allowing the boy's hand easy access. He realised that he still had his jacket and shirt on, and that they were becoming a little too uncomfortable for his liking. "Seannn..." he groaned. "Take my shirt off, pleeease. I'm soo tired." He closed his eyes and waited as Sean struggled to push himself up into a sitting position. He felt his jacket being pulled over his head and obliged, lifting his hands above his head. He remained in that position as Sean pulled off his t-shirt as well, and flung it over the side of the bed. He began to feel the chill of the cold night air, and detected goose bumps forming all over his torso and limbs. He shuddered, shaking the bed slightly. Sean settled down quickly and once again pulled the covers over both of them. He again resumed the former position, once again ready to drop off. However, Sean's cold hands brought slight jolts of discomfort, as he jerked and squirmed slightly with every caress. He enjoyed it immensely, however. "Mmh..." he cried softly, as Sean's fingers tweaked both of his nipples, involuntarily jerking with the motion. He relaxed, trying to fall asleep, as occasional jolts of pleasure were sent to his brain by Sean. "God, that feel's so good." He murmured, as Sean continued to run fingers across his chest and rub his stomach gently. And there, he fell asleep, amidst a newfound friend and brother. Something swatted his face. He slowly opened his eyes. The slight light outside translated to him that it was at least three o clock in the morning. But what had woken him up? He cast his adjusting eyes over the bed, trying to ascertain the source. He was snuggled up to Sean, not remembering how and why he did. His head rested directly below Sean's chin, cheek facing the sheets. Sean had his arms around him, and was snoring slightly. However, another hand rested on his chin, knuckles pressing into the flesh. Something moved. He started slightly, before recognising and identifying the tuft of blonde hair, close to his waist, that was half-covered by the blanket. A lump in front of him stirred, and shifted, before sighing and turning over again. It turned out to be Sebastian shifting onto his side, revealing his bruised torso to Cody. Again, waves of sympathy and pity crashed upon Cody's mind, and he reached out to touch the afflicted areas. Sebastian moaned softly, slightly thrusting his torso forward and exposing his ribs. The tuft of blonde hair moved ever so slightly, and removed the blanket, revealing Seth's serene slumbering face. Mouth slightly open, Seth was lying on his back, left hand tucked under his head, right hand resting on his chest. He appeared to have dealt a kick to the covers that warranted sufficient energy to lift it up and over his head. The cold air blew over the four friends, and Seth shivered uncomfortably. Sebastian mumbled incoherent words as he shifted closer to Cody. The other trio were not as affected as the blonde twin. They were entwined with each other so closely that their body warmth was more than enough to sustain the gust of cold air. Subconsciously, Seth turned over onto his abdomen, and pushed himself up with his legs, nuzzling up against the small of Sebastian's back as his final destination. He sighed softly, and placed an arm across his brother's torso. Sebastian evidently had plans of his own, as he pushed his torso closer to Cody, apparently longing for more attention. Cody complied, and petted the nearly white torso bared a few inches from his face. Sebastian exhaled, falling back into a state of relaxation. And so did Cody, once again dropping off into oblivion. He was rudely awakened by an entity knocking the wind out of him, as someone jumped upon his stomach, causing his breath to come out in a "Hurghhh..". He groaned, and tried to get back to sleep again, shielding his eyes from the sudden sunlight that filled the room with his arm. "It's eight o clock in the morning. Wake up!!" Seth's voice blared, vibrating his eardrums somewhat violently. "Mmph." He grunted, using both arms to cover his eyes. He felt himself being prodded, and while being moderately ticklish, he did not at all feel inclined to arise. "Hey, Cody... have you ever heard of something called a titty-twister?" Seth's voice took on a menacing tone, while the giggles of Sebastian and Sean were audible. He was uninformed of the term, of course. However, he was determined not to be on the receiving end of it, and slowly made to rise. He was pinned down suddenly as a soft weight depressed his legs. His arms were pulled up above his head and pinned in similar fashion. The sunlight dazzled his eyes for a few moments before he realised that Sebastian and Sean had pinned him in a submissive manoeuvre, rendering him unable to counter-attack or free himself. Seth sat upon his torso, face contorted in a manic grin. Seth reached out with both hands, fingers curled not unlike someone holding a pinch of salt. Cody watched with bated breath as Seth tantalisingly draped his fingers over his nipples, teasing the large areola. "Oh no, please... no..." he begged, unable to take his eyes off Seth's fingers. "Too late." Seth replied, with a grin, and twisted Cody's nipples robustly, bring mixed sensations of pain and pleasure. "Aaaaah...! No!" Cody screeched, trying desperately to free himself, to no avail. Seth giggled, and began kneading the red blips repeatedly, pressing down hard. This drove Cody almost delirious with pain and ecstasy. "Oh, god... pleeeeeeeeeaase! Aaaahh!!" he yelled pitifully, closing his eyes. Seth suddenly started tickling him, and he bucked and squirmed with the effect, bringing the three boys perched atop him into a muddle of arms and legs. Seth was still tickling him, albeit with a much slower pace. "Oh jesus..." he moaned, exhausted. "Becoming religious now, are you?" taunted Sean, amidst giggles. More chatter was cut off as a John entered the room in a white dressing gown, with unshaven face and sleepy eyes. "Time to get up, boys." He mumbled. "Oh, right then." He continued, after seeing four of them peering coyly at him from the top bunk. "Well, take your showers. You need to be in school by half-past eight, and it's a quarter to. Knowing all of you, you'll need at least twenty minutes to shower. Lucky we have a bathtub and a shower." He walked out of the room, lightly shutting the door. The youths lay there for half a minute. "Do you suppose we should get a move on now?" Cody asked. Without answering, the rest of the boys climbed down from the bed and made their way to the bathroom, huddled close to each other, Cody in their wake. "Shower or tub, Cody?" Sean asked. "Shower, please. I'll fall asleep in the tub." "Okay. If you would kindly step in then, sir." Sean responded with a mock accent. Cody shrugged, and walked past Sean into the octagonal shower area. Without ado, he stripped off his trousers, along with his boxers, and flung them outside. Sean stepped in after him. Meanwhile, the twins were lazing in the tub with eyes half-closed, awaiting the rise of the water. Steam enveloped the entire bathroom, and Cody was considerably relieved, as his nakedness would not be revealed to the twins, especially Seth. Sean turned the faucet, and Cody, being in the line of fire, received a shower of freezing water as the hot water took its time up the pipe. He screamed and instinctively held on to Sean. And there he stood shivering, until the water finally reached the optimum temperature. He reached out and grabbed an unmarked bottle of shampoo, the only one which was there, and began to work his hair into a lather. He was duly surprised when a pair of hands suddenly kneaded his head, fingernails scratching the scalp beneath the blonde strands. "Do mine as well, Cody." He heard Sean say. He obliged, squeezing a wad of shampoo onto his hand and awkwardly scrubbing Sean's brown hair. He sighed with relaxation, as Sean's fingers worked wonders with his scalp. He leant back against the translucent glass, while absent-mindedly running his fingers through Sean's hair. Sean chuckled a little, and they finished the shower with little events. When they eventually stepped out of the shower room swathed in towels, the twins were already in black trousers, and styling up each other's hair, albeit still shirtless. "What were you doing in there? Making out?" Seth taunted. "Oh, be quiet. We were enjoying the shower, unlike you. You must have had a quickie or something." Sean retaliated. "Hmph. Well, get changed, then. You're late." Seth retorted. He shifted his attention to the bruises on Sebastian's body, and gently touched the bruise over Sebastian's midriff. Sebastian winced slightly, goose bumps prickling all over the afflicted area, and held on to Seth's shoulders for support. Sean scuttled out of the bathroom and reappeared a few seconds later with two uniforms; his and Cody's. He hung Cody's uniform behind the door, while donning his underwear under his towel, to avoid uncouth comments especially from Seth. Cody followed suit, and was soon dressed fully. They were now set for school.