Date: Sat, 1 Apr 2006 00:33:47 +0800 From: YoDawgs Bl.net Subject: Search for Conscience, Chapter 7 I know that the chapters are distributed in very short sections. It's my style of writing. I feel that it somehow prolongs the story, giving me opportunities to correct my work and maybe introduce a different trend in the story. Thanks very much to those who supported me, you won't be forgotten. Feel free to email me and give comments or suggestions. Email's at the top. Chapter 7: More massages and a transfer. Cody enjoyed the delicious breakfast and savoured every morsel that was on his plate, resulting in an almost spotless dish at the end of the meal. He curled up on the cushioned chair with a wooden base, and cuddled up against Sean, interlocking both fingers over Sean's side, cherishing the smell of fresh detergent and the all-too-familiar pine cone odour that the whole family seemed to adore, emanating from Sean's clothing. He nuzzled his face against Sean's left armpit and Sean started giggling, gently nudging him away. In front of them, Regina picked at her food demurely, as was her habit, while John sipped at the remnants of his morning coffee. Cody's two step-parents eventually finished their meal. Cody straightened up and looked expectantly at them, endeavouring to keep a straight face, for Sean was digging him in the ribs with his index finger. John set down his coffee cup and scrutinized them. He finally opened his mouth. Cody was bursting with impatience. He waited. With beating heart. "Right, then." John said. "Regina and I were discussing whether it would be best for you to change schools, and perhaps enroll in Sean's school. It would be better in terms of relationship amongst siblings, but the limitation is that you may miss your friends there. We then decided to leave it to your very own jurisdiction. I would advise you to think extremely carefully before deciding. We don't want any regrets arising from this. Of course, you may discuss with your new step-brother, and give us the ultimatum. Now, it would also be good if..." He was abruptly interrupted by a loud cry of "Yes, Please!" from a widely smiling Cody, Sean with an equally stunning grin beside him. "Thank you, thank you, John!" Cody could hardly contain his excitement. He felt himself trembling with exuberance and joy. "Okay, then. That's done. We'll have you transferred immediately after the holidays. Do be prepared, won't you?" "Oh, I will indeed, John. Thanks so much!" Cody turned to Sean, who was looking down at him with a radiant smile. The two youths brought their hands together in a high-five, and took off running up the stairs again, leaving resounding thuds as the wooden staircase was abused. John glanced over at Regina. They made eye-contact, and both looked down to avoid laughing. They smiled inevitably, however. Sean's T-shirt was pulled over his head almost immediately, after the door slammed with a reverberating thud, revealing the chest and stomach that Cody adored so much. Cody could not help, but stare at the scores of freckles that etched the wonderful torso that was but a few feet away from him. "Ahh, that feel's good!" Sean whispered, his neatly spiked up hair slightly tousled by the sudden robust removal of his top. "I hate wearing clothes at home, especially shirts. They make me feel claustrophobic." He added. Cody voiced his agreement with a "Mm Hmm." "Now where were we?" Sean looked expectantly at Cody. "I want that back massage!" He shuffled over to Cody's unused bed, leaving the sound of sparkling static, as his socks rubbed against the carpeted floor. With a soft sigh, he threw himself onto the bed, and stretched his arms out above his head, making a "W", the centre of the alphabet being his sideways-turned head. Cody was only too happy to oblige, and was sitting atop the bottom part of Sean's back in the timeframe of a few seconds. He was just about to press his fingers into Sean's skin when Sean suddenly said, "Wait. There's a bottle of Johnson's baby lotion there. Could you maybe, like, use it while you're massaging me? It makes the action less rough." Cody swiveled his head round, and spotted the medium sized pink bottle in a lying position, on the side table. In an instant, he had grabbed it, although stretching a little, and squeezed a load onto Sean's shoulders and back. Sean gasped loudly. "Aaah! Cold!" he cried, writhing and squirming a little. Cody ignored the normative statement, and started to rub it all over Sean's back. "Ooooh," Sean sighed. "That feels really... Ahhhhh," he moaned, cutting himself off, as Cody began to apply pressure, in a greater magnitude, onto his shoulder blades and onto the sinewy valley of the back between the shoulder blades. Cody did notice that it was much smoother than the night before and during the morning, when he had massaged Sean. The action of massaging, with the added lubricant, made Sean's skin feel even silkier than it was. Coupled with Sean's gentle groans, moans and sighs, he felt a strange sense of homeliness and adoration for the spread-eagled boy beneath him. He leant forward and inhaled the refreshing scent of the lotion, and was surprised as the pine-cone smell that he loved so much, was blended in with the spice. He moved onto Sean's spine, causing Sean to arch his back and thrust out his chest toward the blanket, as he groaned loudly. "Merk, has anyone ever done this to you before?" No answer. Sean was too lost in another world to respond. Cody suddenly dug his fingers into Sean's ribs, bringing the boy back from his dreamy world. He started, and shied away violently with each dig of Cody's stiff fingers. He didn't giggle audibly like when Cody tickled him in the morning, but rather silently laughed, his peals coming out in whispers, as his mouth was opened wide and his eyes squeezed shut in angst. Cody was relentless, and only subsided after thirty seconds of torture. He noticed Sean's subdued responses, and decided that it was enough. He resumed massaging, eliciting immediate moans from Sean again. He asked the question again, and this time, Sean responded quickly. "No. I saw it on television and always asked my sister to do it for me, but she never would. I still wonder why." He replied, before panting loudly as Cody dug his knuckles into Sean's upper back, stiffening with the sensation. Cody continued the trend for five more groaning and moaning minutes, before deciding to give his aching fingers a break. "Merk, turn over. I wanna do your front again." He begged. Sean obliged. With one swift motion, he pushed Cody off him, and used his hands as a fulcrum to rotate his body, so that his torso faced upwards. As quick as he had shoved Cody off, he pulled him back on again. Cody observed, with delight, the rippling of Sean's abdominal muscles, and also the expansion of the chest muscles, as a result of the effort of pulling him back on again. As sudden as he had pulled Cody back onto his stomach, Sean released his grip on Cody, whimpering softly. Initially, Cody was unable to ascertain the reason as to why Sean seemed to be in pain, but it slowly dawned on him, that the effort of lifting an eighty-pound entity was too much for Sean's aching muscles to withstand. Cody immediately began to knead his knuckles against Sean's armpits and shoulders, feeling the tension in that area ease with each hard press. "Oh, ahhhhh..." Sean moaned, as Cody loosened the tension in his biceps, before yet again going to work on his shoulders. Cody realized that he had forgotten the lotion, and yet again depressed the cover, sending a string of pink coloured viscous liquid onto Sean's chest, resulting in a soft howl of "Cold, Cold!" as Sean squirmed uncomfortably. He smeared the lotion over Sean's front, paying attention to the midriff, before running his fingers over the shoulders and chest, lingering on Sean's pink nipples. As Sean shut his eyes in ecstasy, Cody again felt a thrill of lust, when he noticed the numerous amounts of freckles on the older boy's shoulders and chest. Speechlessness took him, and he nearly choked with the effort to speak. "Sean, I'm jealous." He managed to blurt out. "Ohh, why?" Sean sighed. "It's coz you have such a nice body, whereas I pale in comparison to you. Just look at me. I don't have your well shaped chest, I don't have your muscular stomach, and most of all, I will never have those lovely freckles of yours." He wondered what someone would think, if they walked into the room at that moment. It was the sight of a blonde boy, sitting on a half-naked brown haired pre-teen's stomach, with knees on either side of the older boy, and hands on the boy's chest. What would one think? The thoughts ran through Cody's mind, as he looked deeply and sorrowfully into Sean's eyes. The sun shined through a slit in the curtains, and the gentle whooshing sound of cars passing occasionally stimulated Cody's eardrums. Sean was silent for a few seconds, his chest heaving slightly, with his short breaths. When he opened his mouth, Cody could notice that it was with much caution before he spoke. "But, Cody, I think your body's much nicer than mine! I remember having a good look at you this morning, when we woke up." He blushed at this statement, before continuing "and I really wished I was you, at that time. Everything about you is so beautiful. I couldn't resist running my fingers over your chest and touching those large, pink, cute tits you have." He blushed even deeper. Cody was surprised. The feeling soon dissipated, and a new emotion was introduced; fondness and attachment. He gently laid his head down in the middle of Sean's chest, feeling the hard bone, the foundation of the rib cage. Sean convulsed a little, and tittered with mirth, as Cody's blonde hair brushed against his chest, causing goose bumps to form. There were a few moments of silence, before he spoke again. "We've only known each other for less than a day, and somehow, I feel that a bond has formed between us. You're not going to go away, are you? I need you all. I need your family." He felt tears beginning to prickle the sides of his eyes. His voice broke at the final sentence. "First of all Cody, it's not my family. It's OUR family. You belong here as much as I do. Cody, we'll always be here. Nothing's going to take us away from you, and vice versa. I know that you've gone through a lot of pain in the last three months. I couldn't imagine what I would do if I were placed in that situation. You're a brave person, Cody, and I feel honoured to have you in this family." Cody was aware that his hair was being slowly and gently stroked by Sean, isolating the individual whitish-blonde strands. He savoured the moment, before saying with much relief, "I love you, Sean. You're the brother I never had." He raised himself up, and began massaging Sean's abdomen, feeling the rippling of the muscles. Sean again closed his eyes and started moaning and muttering in angst. This was going to be a really good family, Cody observed with happiness, while petting the older boy beneath him. He pressed deeper into the stomach, this time including the "love-handles" in his ministrations. Sean groaned loudly, his hands gripping Cody's ribs.