Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2010 17:37:01 -0800 From: Patrick Marke Subject: Big Brother Blade II DISCLAIMER- _Warning!!! This is a story that contains explicit material. This is a story about love between members of the same sex, and also refers to incest. If this type of material offends you, Please be sure to exit this site or delete this file. Please also do the two above actions if you are under age, as any trouble resulting from the browsing of this site and the content is not the fault of nifty.org. Author's Note- This is basically the same as Big Brother Blade, only the story telling is based around the younger brother's point of view. It does contain some events that the other story does not. Suggestions are welcome. Patrick Big Brother Blade II My mom is probably the kindest person anyone has ever met. She has a decent job as a psychologist, and works harder than anyone I know. My father, on the other hand, was a very ungrateful man. Always thinking he could go behind people's backs, and doing things that only benefited him. My older brother, and my mother, had discovered that he had been seeing other women behind my mom's back. It had taken about four years to finalize their divorce. They had begun processing their divorce when my brother first went to college. So, that was a very tough time for all of us. It's not like my father was a total monster. He never laid a hand on my mom. He did verbally abuse all of us, and at one point, he did go far enough to beat my brother. It was partly because of me that he did that. So, if you really want to compare, he wasn't a bad father like most. I was born with albinism, and so, there is a fifty percent chance that I may lose my sight. As of now, I do need glasses to read small print. Otherwise, I couldn't see things from far away. Since I went to a regular public school, and was in regular classes, it was tough going through every grade. I got picked on, and beaten up all the time. My mom and my dad would find me with bruises on my face, or a big nose bleed. My dad said it was part of growing up, and that by seventh grade, I'd be liked by my class. My dad, as always, was wrong. My mom and my older brother were the only ones who seemed to notice that something was terribly wrong. My mom has long red hair down past her waist. She has very beautiful clear blue eyes, and a nice kind heart shaped mouth. She is five foot two, and she looks like a doll that my older brother and I could toss around and play with, because we were so much taller than her. I am sex one, and my brother is six eleven. My brother, Blade, is a very handsome guy. He has short red hair which he always cuts into a flat top. He looks very athletic, and just like my mom. He has nice clear blue eyes, and he looks alert and on his feet all the time. He has very handsome muscles, and I love looking at his six pack, which always drives me insane. My mom complained about the fact that my brother and I can eat a whole fridge full of food, and never gain a pound. She said there must be a curse on us, or that there must be something wrong. Both my mom and my brother have a very nice brownish reddish russet shade to their skin. I'm a different case. My skin is completely white, and I always have to make sure I wear a lot of lotion when I'm in the sun. I could easily get bad sun burns. My lips are very, very red. My mom always said it looked like I was wearing lip gloss. Or like I had eaten a red popsicle, and the juice was glistening on my mouth. My eyes have a tint of blue when you looked at them in a dim room. When I was in a room with full lighting, it looked like my eyes were red. My mom and my brother say that it's because there isn't that much pigmentation in my irises, and you can see light reflect back from the back. So, the reflection of the light makes them look really red. When I was little, my brother and I played a lot. We were inseparable. I remember when my aunt Linda would come over, she joked that we should've been twins, the way we were. He had taught me to walk, to talk, and most important, he had taught me how to be a man. I was able to put up with all the insults thrown at me during my first six years of elementary school because of my brother. Then, came the moment when I was about to start fifth grade. Blade had decided that he was going to be a fire man. He had applied at a college in New York, and so this meant that he had to leave. My mom and dad weren't getting along, and when they fought, it scared me so bad that I'd hide. Of course, it was always nice to have Blade around, for moral support. All the same, it was tough going to the airport to see my twenty year old brother off. It was not the same when he came home for the holidays either. I remember that mom, Blade and I were all crying while Blade said goodbye at the gate. I don't know what made me do it, but I hated that he was leaving. "Mom, will you write to me every day?" Blade asked through a sob as he hugged my mom. "I'll call you every day, I'll write to you every day, and I'll do whatever you ask me to. When I went to college, your grandma and grandpa wrote to me every day. We talked three times a day on the phone to. Everything's going to be okay, sport. You'll do fine." she said kissing him. "Blade, it's not like you're losing us. you'll be able to come home every single holiday, and be with all of us." "Did you come home every single break, mom?" asked Blade as he shook in her arms. "I came home every break, love. Of course, it was easy to get a flight ticket, I was the only child. But I never lost touch with my family." she said softly as she held him. "Mom," he sobbed as he shook with grief. "I love you so much." "I love you, too Blade. You'll be fine, just make sure you come back every holiday." she said as they pulled apart. My mom was wrong. It was almost like losing him forever. He was my big brother. He was the only person that understood my condition, and came to my defense, when people made fun of me. As I watched him get ready to board his plane, something inside of me screamed for help. I wanted to shout, and call out for him not to leave. It felt like he had ripped a hole right through my chest. "You gonna give me a hug, Jason?" he asked walking towards me. "You're supposed to be my brother." I said softly looking straight into his eyes. "We were supposed to be best friends. Friends don't quit on friends. I seriously hope your plane crashes, and you burn. You filthy faggot." Hurt, and lost, I turned around and walked away towards the car. It was like walking through a haze. A howl threatened to escape my throat as I climbed into the car, and slammed the passenger seat door closed. I saw a plane fly over my head. That was probably Blade's plane. My brother was leaving me, and who knew if he'd change when I finally had him back for good. I wrapped one of my arms around my torso, trying to keep myself from falling to pieces as I shook. I felt like I was going to throw up as a literal honest to God howl escaped my mouth. Tears streamed down on to my chest, and I squeezed the arm that held me together. I was hyperventilating as I tried to pull myself back to a presentable stat for my mom. My mom came back, and climbed into the driver's side. She gave my hand a squeeze, as she turned the engine on, and began to drive back home. "Are you okay, Jason?" she asked softly when we got back home. "I don't want to talk about it." I said bitterly walking up to my room. Blade was gone. Blade was gone, and I couldn't call him back. I felt like my whole world had just been turned upside down. I was completely alone. I pulled one of his T-shirts out from underneath my pillow, and laid down on my bed. I just lay there for a long while, as tears fell on to my pillow, and I wept quietly. I curled myself up into a ball, and lay there trying not to snap. By curling up into a ball, I kept my physical appearance together. Kept from breaking apart into millions of little fragments, trying to cease to exist. That night, it was terrible trying to sleep. Whenever I had bad dreams, my brother would do me a favor of putting our twin beds together, and let me lay with him. I was calmed by the smell of his hair. The scent that clung to his pajamas was amazing. The feeling of his arms wrapped around me as I tried to fall back into a better sleep was calming. I'd listen to his breathing, and feel his heart beating against my hand. Now, there was an empty twin bed, and an empty dresser side. "Jason, you wanna talk to your brother? He's on the phone. He says that he made it safely to the university. Wanna talk to him?" she asked. "No. Tell him that I'm not here. I'm asleep, doing my homework. I don't care. I just don't wanna talk to him." I said angrily. "If he cared, he wouldn't have left." "Oh, Jay. You're so hot headed." she muttered as she left. Three weeks had gone on like this. My mom would let me know that Blade had called, and I'd tell her not to give me the phone. I couldn't help crying at night. I missed sharing my room with Blade. The nightmares were frequent, and I'd find myself breaking into pieces at the sound of his name whenever someone spoke about him. I'd have to wrap my left arm around my torso to keep it together, and keep it from falling apart. Otherwise, the pain just too much of me to take. The pain was unbearable, and my heart was broken. Mean while, my mom and dad were fighting constantly, and it took all the strength in the world for my mom to stay as long as she did. It was on the third week that I heard yelling, and a big crash. I had gone down to the dining room, and my mom was standing by the fire place, with soot all over her hair, and a black eye. "Jason, I'm going to the hospital, honey." she said as she dusted herself off. "Mom! Where's dad?" I gasped. "He left. I have to go make sure my eye is not damaged. Please, don't open the door for strangers." When my mom left, I went back to my room. I had the phone with me, and planned to call Blade. I didn't care if I was in a fight with him anymore. I just wanted to talk with someone that I trusted. That's the thing about being introverted, you have only a few close friends. I dialed my brother's cell number, and waited for him to pick up. He picked up at the fourth ring. "Hello?" he said softly. It sounded like he was crying. "Blade?" I said softly into the phone. "Little Dude!" he said back. "Is that you?" "I need you!" I said softly. "Badly! Dad pushed mom into the fire place." I said softly. "You really need to come home. Dad's becoming a fuckin' bastard!" I said pleadingly. "Whoa! Where'd you learn to talk like that?" he asked. "Look, that don't matter! Look, Blade, I'm sorry that I was such a total dick. Please, Blade." "Jason, I miss you so much. I'm so glad to hear your voice. No matter what happens, kid, you and me will always be best friends. I mean, come on. We're brothers." The first time my brother came back home, it was Christmas. When he came home, I didn't go near him like I'd wanted to. For some reason, I wouldn't let him hug me anymore. We played, and we spent time together when he came home. The pain always remained. There were times when I'd be with him, and the gaping hole in my chest would throb. Once, I totally lost it, and Blade found me in the front hall on my knees, both arms wrapped around my midsection. There were times when he'd call me, and we wouldn't say a word to each other. "Jason, your brother's on the phone for you." my mom would say smiling as she handed me the phone. "Hello?" I asked putting the phone to my ear. "Jason?" said Blade softly and sadly. "Blade." I said pleadingly. He didn't say anything back. We just remained on the line quietly. I was laying on the couch, staring out the window, and listening to my big brother breathe. Once in a while, I'd sigh, and he'd chuckle. Sometimes, my brother would see me do things that he paid attention to. He picked up on my emotions very quickly. It caught me off guard when he came over to me in our room right before we went to bed the first time that he came home. "Jason, I have a question." he said sitting on the edge of my bed hesitantly. "Why do you _do that?" "Do what?" I asked sitting as still as I could. "Your arm." he said softly. That's when I noticed that I was sitting stiffly with my left arm wrapped around my mid section. The hole in my chest was pulsing with a pain I couldn't explain. "You look like you're trying to hold yourself together. What's wrong?" he asked softly. "I'm in a lot of pain, Blade." I said truthfully. "Is there anything I can do?" he asked calmly. "Love me!" I thought as the tears threatened to stream out of my eyes. "Blade! Come back to me! Your my brother! Love me!" I thought pleadingly. "Hello?" he asked. I'd forgotten that he was waiting for my answer. "Earth to Jason." "Dude, no. Okay? No. I'm fine. Just leave me alone." It was when I turned thirteen that I discovered that I was gay. The prettiest girls in my school couldn't make me flinch, or be aroused. I found myself staring at boys who resembled Blade, and being so aroused by the look of them. When Blade came home every break, from that day on, I always felt so strange around him. He made my stomach feel strange, and I always felt like running at him and kissing him, and letting him know that I loved him. He made my stomach churn, and I often had to sit there and wait until everyone left when my cock became hard, and a huge tent appeared in my jeans. It was when I was thirteen that my dad left. It was just my mom, and I around now. The next two years passed by, and I found myself alone, trying very hard to deal with my feelings. I felt myself falling out of touch with my big brother. I didn't know the first thing about him. When I was fourteen, I took up jogging as a way to relieve my stress. It worked, too. It also kept me in shape, and at a constant weight of one sixty. "Mom," I said three days before Blade came home. There were four days left until our birthdays. "I need to talk to you." I said softly. "Lay it on me, Jay." she said sitting down beside me on the couch. "Mom, I'm moving out. Would you cosign a lease for me?" I asked softly. "What? Jason, what are you talking about?" she asked. "You're barely fifteen. You don't even have your permit!" "Mom, I can't be here. Not with Blade in the house." I said as my cock began to grow. My chest began to throb at the hole, and I instinctively wrapped my arm around myself to hold together. "Mom, I can't live here." "Can't you tell me?" she asked seriously. "I can help you. I'm your mother, Jason. Tell me what's wrong." I was gasping for breath. The pain was so unbearable that I thought I'd break as I tightened the hold around my rib cage. My breathing was shallow, and labored. "Mom, you promise that you will always love me, and Blade, no matter what?" I asked reaching over and grasping her hand. "Yes. You two are my sons." she said squeezing my hand. "No matter what happens, I'll always love you guys." "Mom," I said softly. "I'm gay." "Really?" she asked without the slightest bit of surprise. "How do you know?" she asked. "I mean, all boys go through that stage. It's just something that boys and girls both go through. Finding your sexual identity is very hard. It may be that you--" "Mom," I said cutting through her sentence. "It's been like this ever since I can remember. I know I'm gay." I said looking into her eyes. "The worst part is, I already have a crush on someone. I've had this crush ever since I could remember. I thought it was just a phase, like you said, but I've never gotten through it, and I'm break+." I said sadly. "So, you've got a crush on Blade?" she asked tenderly. Tears filled my eyes and I fought them back. I nodded still looking her in the eyes. "Kinda sick, huh?" I asked softly. "No. You can't stop love, Jay. It's just there. If you love someone that deeply, you love them deeply. I'm sure that Blade loves you, too." she said smiling at me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "How do you know?" I asked feeling a little better. "Well, you two are a very strange couple of boys. When you were both small, you were like this." she said lacing her fingers through mine. "You two never went anywhere without each other. Sometimes, when you two talk on the phone, all you do is lay there and breathe. I've seen it." "He's so different from anyone I know, mom. I just feel like he's it, you know. But he's my brother. How can this happen?" I asked softly. "You can't ask questions, Jay. It's just there. It's love, and you can't fight it. No matter how sick you think it is." she said softly. "Are you sure?" "Yeah. I'm sure. I love Blade. See? Even saying his name makes me tent up." I said showing her the tent in my jeans. "I'm sure he feels the same way." my mom said smiling. "Mom, he's a handsome dude. He's probably sitting at dinner right now, with girls all around him. He probably has a girl on his arm every day." "You never know, Jay. Something tells me he's looking for a way to let you know how he feels." she said still looking straight at me. The day when Blade came home, had been the worst day of my life. I just knew that it was going to get worse as it dragged on. Someone had broken into my locker, and stolen my books. The principal and the hall monitor were working on tracking them down, and I knew they would. During lunch time, I ate with the hall monitor, because I was afraid of getting beat up. After school, the principal said that he'd tracked down my text books in a Sophomore's locker. So, I got those back. When it was time to go home, I went by my locker to pick up my back pack, and head home. I hoped that Blade would be home by the time I got there. "Did you find your books, you snitch?" someone yelled. "Fuckin' fag, walkin' around snitchin' on people." I was lifted off my feet, and shoved against the wall. Three boys were laughing as I stood there, cornered. "How do you become such a fag, in so little time?" one of them asked. "Kick his ass, Brandon." said a tall boy walking over to us. "Come on, show him who's boss." I was flung around in a three sixty spin, and my head was slammed against the locker. Pain filled my face, and I felt something warm gush out of my nose. I could also taste it in my mouth. My glasses shattered against the locker, and I cupped my hands under my face to try and catch the pieces. A couple pieces of glass became lodged in my cheek, and a few in my brows. How the hell was I going to make it home? I furiously pushed the boy away from me, and slammed my locker shut. A little bit of white powder was on my shirt from the broken glass. I carefully made my way through the halls, trying to find my way home. Fuck. "I saw what just happened, and those guys will be expelled." said a voice. "Would you like some help, Jason?" asked the principal taking a hold of my arm. We both made it to my house, and he helped me get back inside. I said goodbye to him as he left. I walked to the TV stand, and took a key from underneath the television. I opened the drawer under the stand, and pulled out my father's gun. He still loved us somewhat. I mean, he had left the gun. I walked up to my room, and laid the gun down beside me. It was fully loaded. What did it matter if I lived anyway, things were too stressful for me. I picked up the plastic bag with my broken glasses in it, and dumped it out on my lap. Tears filled my eyes and I stared straight ahead. I wrapped my left arm around my torso tightly. The door opened and in came my brother with a bunch of suit cases in his arms. He took one looked at me, and put his stuff down on his side. He came over to me, and took the gun. He emptied the cartridges, and stuffed them in his pockets. He opened our door, and left down stairs. When he came back, he looked blurred and red in the face. "What the hell happened to your face?" he asked bitterly. "Gang of boys beat me up. Can't be black, you can't be too white, because you'll get the shit beat out of you. Why the hell are you here?" I asked as a trickle of blood slid down into my mouth. "I live here. Besides, friends don't quit on friends." he said softy. "Need help getting cleaned up?" he asked softly as he grabbed the first aid kit and sat down beside me. He gripped my shoulders and turned me around to face him. He cupped my chin with his left hand, and got the glass out of my cuts. I closed my eyes and flinched as he touched my face. He ran a finger through my face tracing lines on my cheeks, and gently dabbing rubbing alcohol into my cuts. I let out a soft moan as my cock flinched in my jockeys. I opened my eyes, and we stared into each other's faces for about five minutes. Blade and I. "Let's go buy you a new pair of glasses. Come on, you little maggot." he said angrily letting go of my face. I felt a little flutter in my stomach. I guess that, Maggot, was his new name for me. Although it kind of pissed me off. "Why the hell do you offer to buy me glasses, and then, put me down after you just cleaned my face up?" I asked as we walked out the door. "Because you're a total fag. Why don't you fight back, Jason?" he asked opening the door to his car for me. "Man, what a total loser." I felt like a son, walking into the store with my dad as he bought me a new pair of glasses. I had enough money to pay for them, but Blade took out his debit card and paid for it all. "Here, keep this yo-yo for luck." he said handing me a glow in the dark red yo-yo. I thought I'd faint. I tucked the yo-yo into my jacket pocket, and squeezed it. Now, I could learn to walk the dog. When we got home, my mom had already beat us there. I could see clearly now, as I had put on my glasses. I felt somehow closer to my brother as the glasses rested on the bridge of my nose. "You look hot in these frames." he had said before gently putting the glasses on me himself. Whether it was an accident, or on purpose, his hands gently brushed slowly against my cheeks as he retreated after putting on my glasses. "Yep. You do look real hot. Man, I ain't never seen a stud like that." I was in the living room watching my mom and Blade talk outside. They seemed to be very serious. "Unfortunately, I'm going to have to leave you guys for a couple days. I have to go to work, and I'm going on a business trip. We'll have to celebrate you guys Sunday evening when I come back home." I heard her say. "That sounds good!" I yelled from my spot on the couch. I could probably use this time to try and figure out why my relationship with Blade was crumbling. I decided to go out jogging. It was a nice day, and I really needed to de-stress. With luck, Blade would offer to go with me. I walked into the hall, and went outside. Blade was hugging my mom warmly. Damn, I wished that was me. "Mom, I'm going for a jog in the park." I said standing right in front of both of them. "I need to clean. Your aunt Linda's coming over. Take your brother with you." she said making my cock twitch. "Hey! Who said I wanted to go?" he asked laughing a little. "I did. Now, go." she said giving him a little push. "So?" I asked as we walked towards the park. "What were you and mom talking about?" "About how mad she was when I left. She says she's glad that I'm a fire fighter and all, but she got hurt when I left." he said sighing. My heart began to ache again. As I walked, I wrapped my arm protectively around me. "You run?" I asked changing the subject abruptly. "When it's hot and nice like this." he said as we walked through the park gates. We headed over to the track. "I jog pretty fast. Think you can keep up?" I asked hoping he'd say yes. "I might pass you." he said smiling at me and showing his glinting teeth. "Let's see how long you can go, maggot." he said bitterly. We both began to walk briskly. After each lap, we both sped up. He kept on speeding up, and I'd speed up with him. I slowed down, and he slowed down. Both of us got pushed closer together by the wind. I could reach out to him and slide my arm right through his, if I wanted. I couldn't believe I was running with my brother. It felt like him and I were reading each other's minds. How was this happening? How was I attracted to my older brother? Why was it that he made my heart beat fast, and he made me feel like no one else could? My feet slid on a clump of leaves. Blade reached over and his fingers gripped my arm helping me keep my balance. I pressed my arm tightly to my side as we ran, and he didn't let go of me. Some sort of raw energy was channeling through me, and I gave one final burst of speed. "So," Blade gasped as he ran beside me. "Are you ready to quit, bitch?" he asked making my cock jump in my jockeys. "No. I can tell you ain't feelin' so hot yourself, slim." I said as we kept going. "You just wait, faggot! I'll make you work your ass off so bad, you'll be begging me to stop. You'll be crying like a little bitch. Kinda like the faggot you are." he said as he jogged. We kept on jogging for a little while. Blade had slipped his whole arm through mine, and was holding my hand tightly. His gentle fingers slipped through mine, and laced around them. I thought I was going to die right there. As if he read my mind, we both turned and headed out through the park gate. I saw people give us disgusted stares as we ran, but Blade paid no mind to them. He just ran as fast as he could. We didn't make a race out of it, we just ran together. Finally bursting through the door of our house, and breaking our rhythm. He held my hand for a little longer before he let go of me. I had to get up stairs. My cock was hurting so badly. "Hello, boys." aunt Linda said smiling at us as we entered the kitchen. "You two did a good work out." she said smiling. "Welcome back, Blade." she said as I got a glass of water. "I'm never going to take this little maggot running with me again!" shouted Blade as he sat on the couch. "He runs too fast. I mean, look at me. I'm an old dude." he said breathlessly. "Mom, is dinner done?" I asked as I sipped my glass. "Yep. Thai food is all ready. Your aunt Linda made herself a feast." my mom said smiling. "Yeah, well, I'm taking your mother away. So, this is your birthday dinner. I hope you both have left overs for tomorrow." "These boys eat a lot." said my mom laughing. "It'll be a miracle if we have enough left over for seconds ourselves." Blade came walking over to me. He snatched the glass of water that I had in my hand and drank the rest. "That was my glass!" I said bitterly standing up to get another one. How did I end up adoring my brother, when he treats me like shit? "So? I was thirsty. The glass was right there, and I drank it. What are you gon' do about it, yuh lil fag?" he asked walking over to the sink and refilling my glass. "But nice to your little brother, Blade." my mom said as he drank half of the water. "I'm just playin' with him, mom. He's a good lil dude. Right, Jason?" he asked brushing a hand over mine. I almost screamed as my whole body felt like it was on fire. I flinched, and my cock became erect once again. "Here's your glass of water, geek." he said handing me the water back. As he did so, our fingers touched. I almost moaned as I felt a shock run through me. "Uh, thanks." I said struggling to put my words together. We all ate dinner peacefully. I chose to sit with my aunt Linda, while my mom sat beside Blade. My body was beginning to calm down. It took us a little over three hours to finish dinner. I was too busy in my own little world to pay attention to Blade and my mom and aunt Linda rattle on about college. "Come on, sis." my mom said to my aunt. "I need you to come help me pack some stuff. Otherwise, we'll be here for days." "Mom, I'm taking a swim. The pool's probably warm by now." said Blade standing up. He took his shirt off and I almost fainted again. His muscles were completely outlined against that smooth russet skin. It was all I could do not to run to him, and begin sucking on his pair of erect nipples. "All right. If we don't join you, it's because we're still packing." aunt Linda said smiling. "Wanna go for a swim, Jase?" he asked looking over at me. "We can play catch with the beach ball." he said smiling and winking at me. He was just killing me today! "My life is boring." I said sighing. "So, why the hell not." I said as we both walked upstairs and into the bedroom. I made sure to turn away from him as I pulled out a pair of swim trunks and changed into them. I don't know whether it was my imagination, or he was really looking as I undressed. I heard him take a breath. "Would you like me to move into the guest room when aunt Linda's gone?" he asked seriously. "I have the feeling you don't want to share a room with me anymore." he said sadly. "It's not you, it's me." I said as I slipped into a pair of trunks. "Don't worry. I'll get over whatever the hell's wrong with me." I said trying to will my cock to go down. We both walked out on to the deck. It was warm. The air was dry, and warm against my body as I walked with my brother to the pool. We both dove in at the same time. I swam over to the deep end and treaded water as my brother swam a length around the pool. I was trying not to move. I couldn't let him see that my cock was huge. Why did I have to be a teenager! "Toss the ball here, Blade." I said smiling at him. For the next fifteen minutes, we both played a nice game of catch. After a while, we began to play keep away. This was a fun game. I hadn't played with him like this for a long time. This game involved a lot of close contact. It was amazing to feel his arms wrap around me as he tried to catch the ball. We were playing so smoothly, until I made the wrong move. He pinned me against the wall so that he could get the ball away from me. I fought hard without releasing. Sweat was going into my eyes as it poured down my forehead and into the goggles that I wore to see with. He picked me up by the waistband of my trunks, and poured me out of them. I thought for sure that he had at least left my jockeys on, but then I felt the water splash my cock. I almost died right there. I quickly retreated to the deep end, and my eyes filled with tears. Here I was, completely naked, and Blade was able to see every single part of me. I mean, it's not like the water's not clear. He let out a victory yell, and threw my clothing over the fence to the next house. Luckily, no one lived there. I had to make a note to retrieve them later. "Jason, I didn't mean to do that! I thought they'd land on the grill! Jason, please!" he yelled. "How the hell am I gonna get back into the house, you bastard? You filthy, son of a bitch, how the hell am I going to get back into the house?" I shouted as anger ran through me. "Don't talk like that little brother. You can wear my trunks." he said taking his trunks off and wading over to me. I was completely frozen, hoping he wouldn't notice that my dick was unshrinkable. "You are such a fucking bastard dude! What the hell were you thinking, you son of a bitch?" I asked as tears filled my eyes. "I am not your brother anymore!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "Jason, don't talk to your elders like that!" he yelled advancing on me. " Take my trunks if it's such a big deal. As if my mom and aunt Linda hadn't seen us before! I mean, they changed our diapers!" he said pleadingly. "I don't want your stupid trunks, you little fucker!" I yelled as my heart beat fast against me. "Okay. Fine then." Blade said sadly. "If it's such a big fuckin' deal, here." he said as he took off his jockeys and tossed his own trunks and jockeys into the next yard. Now both of us were completely naked in the water. It was my first time with my brother fully naked in front of me. I couldn't hold it back anymore. He was too busy fuming to notice me looking down. Oh God! What a marvelous dick! He was ten inches just like me! Oh my stars. I almost dove down under and took his length in my mouth. I almost grabbed my own rod and began to jack off to the image of my brother. He was completely smooth, just like me. It looked like a torpedo! Oh man, I needed to get out of here. He was standing there, and his hot dick was standing straight out at full mast. All the sudden, he turned around and left. "Watch me go into the house. It's no big deal." he said as he climbed out of the pool. I watched his smooth ass as he walked away from me. I wished so much that I could be pumping in and out of that tight ass with my hungry rod. He came back five minutes later, with a pair of jockeys, and a pair of trunks in his hands. He was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, and had no shirt on. "You better put these on, because I'm not bringing you anymore. So, if you don't wanna camp out, here you are." he said bitterly as he turned around and left. I changed into the pair of jockeys that he gave me. My hands were trembling as I walked over to where my new trunks lay, and slipped them on. I quickly walked back into the house and into my room. He was nowhere to be seen. I slipped into my pajamas and climbed into my bed. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I couldn't help beginning to cry softly into my pillow. What the hell was going on between us? He was my brother, for fuck's sake! Should I fight these feelings, or should I just face it? Wasn't there any other person out there that could make me feel the way Blade did? Blade. Blade. Blade. His name was like music to my ears. Blade! The hole in my chest was so painful that I curled up into a ball to hold myself together. I listened as he came in. I tried not to give myself away, because I was still crying. I listened to him getting undressed and climbing into bed. It was pitch black when he turned off his lamp. "Why did you do it, dude?" I asked into the darkness. "I don't know. I guess, I just thought I had my little brother. You know, we used to play like that all the time. Jason, I bathed you when mom couldn't. Remember that time not too long ago, when you were stupid enough to walk on the frozen swimming pool? You fell in, and I saved your fucking life. Afterward, I gave you my fuckin' jacket so you wouldn't freeze. Dude, for three years I changed your diapers, for fuck's sake. I dressed you. I fed you, god damn it! I fuckin' taught you how to walk! I just thought, it could be like the old days. I guess, I was wrong. Maybe, it's because I'm twenty-five." he said after a while. "I'm not four anymore, Blade. Okay? I'm almost sixteen." I said steadily. "I'm not a little boy anymore." "You'll always be my little brother. Even if you get a huge growth spurt, and grow taller than me. You'll always but my Little Dude. You'll always be my maggot." I closed my eyes. As I did, a flash back of when I was thirteen, and Blade came home for Christmas returned to me again. I was walking around on our deck, and there was ice everywhere. The pool had frozen over, and I wanted to see if it was solid enough to walk on. I thought to myself, that it would be so fun to ice skate on it. Mom and dad had left the house to go buy food for our little feast. Well, mom and aunt Linda had, anyway. We had no clue where dad was. Blade was upstairs in his room, sleeping. I took a stick and prodded the ice with it. It didn't break. A smile spread across my face. I gently stepped on to the ice, and began to lightly walk along it. I swear there was a beach ball stuck in there somewhere. I heard a horrible gut retching crack, and the next thing I knew, I was sinking into a hole. The cold water was spreading over me quickly, and it was soaking through my long sleeved shirt. I was going to die here. I was slipping down, and I couldn't wedge myself back through the ice to pull myself up. I gasped as the ice slipped past my head. I held on to a part of the ice that I knew could sustain me. The water was already numbing my whole body. It was kind of hard to breathe, because I kept bobbing up and down in the water. I felt something brush against my face. I let go of the ice with one hand, and groped for whatever it was that had gotten me. It was the beach ball. I wrapped an arm around it, and held myself by that. I tried to yell for Blade, but the water filled my lungs. I was becoming sleepy. My body felt heavy, and drowsy. I couldn't hold on any longer. I don't know how it had happened, but I passed out. When I awoke next, I was floating somewhere. I felt something warm rubbing against my legs, and my whole body. I was shivering, because it was so cold. I heard a sob from above me, and felt a smooth something press against my forehead. Warm breath hit my face. A sweet cent was floating over me, and making me feel warm, and comfortable. "Jason!" The words were now understandable from the speaker above me. There were sobs along with words. "Please, Little Dude! Wake up! Don't leave me! Jason, please! Speak to me, Jason! Please! I can't live without you! Wake up!" he yelled so loud, it broke my heart. "Wake up, Jason! Wake up!" he sobbed pressing his hands against my chest. "Wake up, little brother! Please! I love you! I love you! Jason, wake up! Please! I need you." he whispered as he worked on me. I realized that he was submerging me in a bath of warm water. I opened my eyes and looked right into his. His hands were busy rubbing every part of my body trying to bring circulation to it. I still couldn't feel my hands. He poured water on my face, and gently washed my hair. He knew that I was awake, because he was a little bit calmer. Once I was able to orient myself, I realized he had no shirt on. He gently put me back into the water, and started to walk away. "Where are you going?" I asked softly. "Don't leave me here, I'm so cold." "Hold on. I need to dry you off." he said getting a towel. "Don't try to stand." he added as I sat up. Just sitting up was a pain. My vision was too blurred, and I felt dizzy, and sleepy. He lifted me out of the tub with one arm, and with the other wrapped a towel around me. He stood me up on the toilet seat, and dried me off. He gently dried his arms off, and he slipped a huge jacket on himself. He came over to me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped the jacket around me, and zipped me up inside it. I could feel his warm skin pressing against my cold one. I began to shiver violently. We both went back to the room, and he sat on his bed with me while I shivered in his arms. He held me as he cried kissing my cheeks, my forehead, and both of my eyes. "What, were, you, thinking?" he asked through sobs. "You could've died! You're lucky I went to see what you were doing, out there! Oh, Lord! Thank you for my little brother! Oh, I love you so much, Jason! Oh, I love you with all my heart and soul." Blade tightened his grip on me, and held me tightly against him. He was breathing fast, and he kept running his gentle fingers through my hair. "Oh, thank the Lord you're okay, Little Dude. Oh, my gosh. I love you so much. Wow. Oh man, I'm so glad you're okay, love." he said stroking my head. "Oh, baby, I'm so glad you're okay. I love you so much." It took me a little over three hours to fully warm up. It felt great to be wrapped in his arms. I think that day I fell in love with him even more. I sort of got pulled out of my flash back, and realized it was one in the morning. I silently tried to hide it, but I began to cry. I think somehow, I managed to fall asleep. "Boys!" someone hissed. "Anyone awake? I'm leaving now." "Bye mom." Blade said as he hugged her. "Have a good trip. See you tomorrow." I watched her lean over him and whisper something to him. He gave her a nod. She came over to me. "Don't you two do anything bad." she said as she came and wrapped me in a tight hug. I felt defeated. She was supposed to help me talk to Blade. I was going to have to end up leaving the house. Tears slid on to my pillow. "Bye, mom. Please come home soon." I said softly through a sob. I brought her head down to my ear, and whispered. "Momma, you need to help me talk to Blade! I need him! This is beginning to really break my heart!" "I'll be back as soon as I can." said my mom letting go of me. "You two stay out of trouble! No weed!" my aunt Linda said through the door. "Come on, sis. You can help me carry some of these bags." "I love my mom." I said as we both listened to the door down stairs close. "But who wakes up at seven in the morning on a Saturday? During a summer break?" I said grumpily. "She does." Blade said through a yawn. "I'm going back to sleep. I got none last night." "Me too." I said rolling over and away from him. "No one better call, either." I awoke at ten fifty five. I got up, and quietly walked into the bathroom. I got undressed, and turned on the shower. I got inside, and let the water run over me. I began to feel strange. As if it was some stranger doing it, my hands automatically went to my cock. I got out of the shower forty-five minutes later, completely forgetting about the evidence on the wall that I hadn't cleaned up. I went into the bedroom, and saw that he was still asleep. It was only eleven forty. I walked down stairs and turned on my X box. I managed to save my place in the game that I had been playing last. I was really close to the high score. "Dude!" Blade yelled from behind me. "Get the power biscuit before the cow!" "That's cow shit, you filthy fag!" I said looking where my brother was pointing. Thirty seconds later, I beat the high score! "Yes!" I yelled jumping up. "I get high score!" I put the control down, and turned it off. I got up and walked over to the door. "I'm going jogging. Naw. Maybe I'll just play basket ball." "Did you eat breakfast yet?" he asked through a big yawn. "Nah. I'll probably just come back for lunch." I said opening the door. "I'm takin' a shower. See yuh when yuh get back." he said as I stepped out. "Bye." "Bye." I had been shooting baskets for fifteen minutes. The lady that was normally at the front desk was playing a game with me. She knew how I got treated around here, and she didn't like it. It was a good fifteen minute game. Suddenly the doors to the court opened, and in came a pair of burly giants. They were even taller than me. "They don't allow white bleached faggots on the court." said one of them that I recognized. "Shove off, you great big fuck." I said as I managed to shoot a basket right over his head. He caught my ball. "I don't remember ever allowing you to come and play on the court. You know, my father owns this gym. So, you can't play here." "Brandon, give me my ball back, and get the hell out of here." I said bravely. "Don't talk to me like that, Jameson. What, you think you're some kind of big shot?" he asked. "I'm calling security." the front desk lady said leaving. A ball swung from Brandon Smith came at me, and hit me in the gut. I almost fell over. I could've thrown up right there. "You want another one, Jameson?" asked Smith advancing on me. "Break it up, you two." said a deep booming voice. "You guys are going too far." Another ball was thrown, and my reflexes were really very slow. The ball soared right into my face, and I felt blood gush down my nose, and in my mouth. Something stung on my face to. Luckily, I hadn't gotten my glasses broken. "You guys are going to kill him." said the same voice. "This little faggot got what's comin' to him. Come on, Jameson. Tell us how you became a little bleached scrawny sissy faggot?" Smith demanded coming closer to me. "You're going to kill him!" shouted the same booming voice. "You guys are going to hurt him. If you don't break it up, I'll call the police." A ball soared through the air and was about to hit me again. I felt strong hands push me aside, and the ball was caught. I watched in shock as Blade made a shot after catching it. "Don't you dare call my brother any more names, you son of a bitch!" shouted Blade panting. "If I hear you call my brother any more names, I'll beat you so bad, the police will be afraid to side with you, because I'll beat them, too. You filthy bitch, Ross! Instead of jumpin' in and breakin' it up, you stand there afraid to get hurt. You cowards. I'll fire you next time! I have that kind of money." he said as he took my arm and dragged me to face him. He dragged me out of the gym. A ball flew past us as he ran with me. It shattered the window on my right side. "You're payin' for that, Blade." said a voice. "My ass!" shouted Blade. We both got out of the gym and broke into a run. He didn't let go of my hand. His fingers were laced through mine, and he had slipped his arm through mine to. We both ran through our block, and got into the house. He took off his shirt, and pressed it to my face. I breathed in deep. The smell of his perfume calmed me down. I just stood there, trying to stop the bleeding, from a cut under my nose, and a cut on my cheek. My nose felt like it had been broken. "What the fuck happened?" he asked as he slid an arm around my shoulders, and led me to the couch. So, I told him the whole story. When I was done, he left to go get the food ready. I sat on the couch, with my brother's shirt in my hands, and hugged it to my face. I began to cry, wishing it was really him I was holding. "Food's ready!" shouted my brother making me jump. "Want me to bring it to you?" "If you don't mind." I said steadily. It took us forty-five minutes to finish our food. We finished all the lemonade, and we were going to get in trouble when my mom came home. After putting the plates back, Blade came back and sat down beside me. I let out a big heavy sigh. I was sitting at one corner of the couch, and Blade was sitting on the other. I had my left arm wrapped tightly around my torso. I was trying hard not to hyperventilate as I sat there trying to keep myself together. "Jason, I have a question. You still haven't told me why you do that." he said softly. "Do what?" I asked staring straight ahead. "Your arm. What's going on with that shit? I've seen you do it a lot lately. You look like you're trying not to break." "I just feel bad." I said honestly. "I can't breathe well. Maybe, I'm sick. You know? I have a question." I said sadly. "Why do you call me names, and yet today you were pissed through the roof when other people call me names?" I asked sadly. "Because, you are my brother. You are my brother, Jason, and I love you." he said lunging himself over to my side of the couch, and wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I thought I'd lose it right there. My brother held tight to me as I began to breathe fast. "Oh, God, Blade! Don't!" I yelled trying to pull apart. My cock was beginning to get hard again. "You don't know what you're doing to me, Blade!" I yelled as tears filled my eyes. "Let go!" I cried as I began to tremble. "You don't realize what you're doing!" "Yes. I. Do. I. Love. You." he said pulling me roughly into his arms. I let out a howl of anguish as he held me tight. He began to kiss me. His lips, his full sweet lips pressed against mine. His arms wrapped themselves around me as if to try to join us together. I sobbed into him as he kissed me. He kissed my cheeks, my forehead, my temples, my chin, and his mouth glued itself to my lips again. He buried his face into my shoulder and took in a deep breath. He came back up and pressed his lips to my left ear. "Mmmmmm. Oh, Jason. I love you, Jason. You're so beautiful. I love you. Your ass is mine." he said as he began to kiss me again. He wrapped one arm firmly around my shoulders, pressing himself to me, and began to stroke me. His hand ran through my hair, past my back, and cupped my ass. He pulled me into him, and our cocks pressed together. I could feel his urgency, and feel his hard dick against mine. "Jason! You're mine, Jason. I love you." he said as I sat there crying. "Jason." he said drying my face with the sleeve of his shirt. He let go of me. "Oh, Blade!" I groaned as my body ached for him to touch me again. "It's all about you, Little Dude. It's all about you. Just wait right here." he said getting up. He bolted up stairs, and I heard him walk into our room. He kissed me? What? He actually kissed me! Oh man, what was happening? This was so unreal. I began to breathe fast, as my dick quivered in my pants. He came running back down stairs with Vaseline in his hands. I jumped up, and he came running towards me. He kissed me passionately as he undid my jeans. He pushed me down, and took my jeans and jockeys off. My rod suddenly popped free of the material and swayed in front of me. "Aw! Fuck, Blade!" I groaned as my dick throbbed. "What the hell are you doing?" "Taking care of you!" he said jumping out of his jeans, and throwing his clothes aside on the pile where mine lay. I almost passed out as I laid my eyes on his enormous cock. It was standing straight out and I could just see it throbbing. His balls were so smooth, and hung low between his legs. Oh my goodness, I thought I was going to lose control just by looking at him. "What do you say, little brother?" he asked. "Oh, Blade!" I yelled gasping for breath. "I want you so bad!" I pleaded. I jumped up and took the jar of lube from my brother's hands. I dipped both hands into the jar, and brought out a bunch. I slathered it all over my palms, and bent down. I took his cock in my hands, and began to lube him up. "Oh fuck, Jason. That feels so good!" he groaned as I stroked him fast, and covered his cock with Vaseline. I loved the way it seemed to shine as I kept on going. "Oh, fuck!" he moaned as he began to fuck my hands. "Fuck yeah, Jason." he moaned. I finally got done. "Lay down, Little Dude." he said as I began to lie down on my stomach. "No, Jason. The other way. I wanna see your face when I fuck you." he said making my cock jump again. He took my legs and lifted them up to his shoulders. I felt his hard cock press against my opening. He kissed me deeply, making me moan. He began to ease himself in. "Jason, if you get hurt, dude, let me know, and I'll stop." he said. He had noticed me wince. "Jason, seriously. Tell me if you hurt." he said as he began to ease himself into me. The pain was worth it. It felt like a knife had just cut through my ass. I tried not to yell as he kept on going. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me. When he made it all the way in, we would be one. There would be no cock that held us together. We would be one. Another shot of pain hit me as he gently eased himself in. He was trying with all his might not to hurt me. I thrust back up trying to make it a little better for myself. He was finally in. All the way up to the hilt of his hot cock. "Let me know if you want me to pull out, or stop." he said steadily. "Oh, Blade! I think I see stars!" I gasped as sparks flew into the range of my vision. "This is so beautiful." I groaned. He waited until my ass got used to him. I almost came right there. I couldn't help it. I was gasping so fast. We began to slowly kiss. He gently probed me with his tongue. I closed my eyes and just surrendered to my brother. My tongue came out to meet his. I needed to reciprocate this wonderful feeling that was taking over. I moaned loudly into his mouth as my arms flashed up to wrap them around his head. I pressed the back of his head forcefully downward. We just stared into each other's eyes with a hard blazing look, and kept on kissing. I moaned loudly and took in the feeling of his lips pressing against mine, and his gentle tongue in my mouth. I pressed his head harder into me as if hoping that by doing this, I could somehow kiss him for the rest of our lives. We were both moaning as we kissed. this was where I belonged! I felt exhilarated! I felt like I was part of something so wonderful. We lay like this for the most part of ten minutes just deeply kissing, and moaning into each other's mouths. Oh, fuck! Either I was this horny, or I really loved my brother. Or both. "I love you so much, Blade!" I said between kisses. "You're my best friend." "Mmmmmm! You're my best friend, too, Jason. Everything's going to be okay." he said pulling me as close to him as possible. He gently probed me with his tongue again. "Uh! Blade! You don't know how long I've dreamed about this!" I yelled as he gently kissed me. "Aw, Blade! I've wanted this for so long!" I groaned as he began to slowly thrust in and out of me. When he pushed himself in, I swore I saw stars. He let out a moan as I kept on going. "I've always wanted to feel you, and hold you! I see you in my dreams all the time. I've wanted this for too long!" I moaned as he picked up speed. "Jason," he said between fast gasps. "When you fuck, the number one rule is, you have to make the person you're fucking cum first. You cum after they do, or when you think you're done pleasuring them. You hold it in as long as you can." he said as he picked up speed and thrust in and out of me. I was gasping for breath as he kissed me. "Especially if she's a girl. That makes you seem like you're good at sex!" he gasped. "You are!" I moaned as I shot off into his mouth. "Oho Blade! Blade!" I yelled as he caught it all in his mouth. "Fuck me faster, Blade!" I yelled as four more squirts were pumped out of me. I became hard again at once as he rammed into me. His dick twitched inside me. It hit something inside me, and I moaned loudly as he twitched three more times and made me go crazy. "You like that?" he asked kissing me deeply. I reached for my hard dick. "You don't need to do that. If I'm any good at this, you'll cum without touching yourself." he said as his arms wrapped around my waist. He gently licked my lips. "Oh, Blade! You feel so good! Fuck!" I moaned as he picked up the pace a little. "You ever been with anyone before?" he asked as he hit that spot again making my dick jump. "No!" I moaned as he held on to me. "You're my first. I bet you've been with lots of girls, though. I mean, it's been a little over six years, big brother." I said moaning loudly as he hit my prostate again. "I've been waiting for you, Jason!" he moaned as he kissed me passionately. "I've been waiting for my little brother." he said going fast. "Aw, Blade! I think when you thrust into me, I see stars!" I moaned as he rammed into me roughly. "Oh, Jason. That's not all I can do." he said seductively. He pulled us both up and stood there pulling out of me. "Squat down, Jason. Let your big brother fuck you from the back. Let me show you how it's done." he said as I squatted. He rammed his cock back into me hitting a different spot in me this that as he squatted behind me. "Oh yeah! Work that dick!" I felt like I had just been launched into space! I yelled as I orgasmed while he fucked me hard. "You like that?" he asked. I couldn't say anything. I just moaned and grunted as I shot off about seven times. I just let myself go. I let out a scream, and my legs buckled under me. "I've gotcha, baby." Blade said as his arms slid tightly around me. Three shots landed in his mouth, and four actually made it to the trash can. "Blade! Oh Blade! Fuck! Blade! Aw, Blade!" I yelled as I came. "I'm pulling out now." he said in my ear. "No! You can't." I said squeezing my ass around him. "It's your turn. You need to fill me." I said. It wasn't a question, or a plea. It was a demand! "It's all about you, Little Dude. If you want." he said softly. "Please, Blade! Please!" I moaned. We both stood up and he slipped out of me. I laid back down on the couch. He let out a desperate moan, and lifted my legs up to his shoulders again. He rammed his cock hard into me, and we both groaned. Just as he did that, the phone rang. Blade reached over and picked up the phone. I marveled at the fact that while he was doing this, he still kept his pace. I think it was on purpose, but he angled his dick downward, and hit a spot in me that sent me over the edge. "Hello?" he said with an evil grin on his face. "Oh, yeah! Fuck me, Blade!" I whispered as I shot. "Fuck me faster." Suddenly, I was out of touch with myself. I lost all my surroundings as bliss over took me. I became consumed by the pleasure that Blade was giving me. I orgasmed for the third time and let out a loud scream. I felt like I was on a boat, and it was rocking me back, and forth, and I was having the time of my life. Blade pressed a finger to my mouth to silence my scream. "Hello, mom. How are things?" asked Blade calmly as he sped up. I could hear my mom talking at full speed. I had the faintest idea that Blade wasn't even listening to what she was saying. At one point, he leaned down and began to kiss me. I almost lost it again as I tasted my seed on his tongue. I could feel him breathing fast, and knew that he really needed to cum, badly. Blade abruptly pulled away from me. "He's laying on the couch." he said calmly. "Don't worry, he's fine." Blade said kissing me again. " Mom wants to talk to you, maggot." he said making my cock jump as he put the phone to my ear. "How are you, darling?" my mom asked. "Fine." I said hardly able to say that because I was struggling not to moan, or shoot, or give us both away. "What did you guys eat?" she asked again. "Thai." I forced myself to say as I began to spasm. "You feelin' okay?" she asked. "." I said as I shot off for the fourth time. "I have a feeling you're not even payin' any attention to me. What, are you playin' a game?" she asked. "Playing a game." I repeated. "I'm about to lose. I just lost." I said half moaning and half laughing as I shot off again. "Mom, I lost big time. You made me lose." I groaned. "Sorry." she said laughing a little. ", that tastes so good." said Blade in a whisper gloatingly. "Mmmmmm. Want some?" he asked in a low husky voice. "No!" I yelled angrily as I shrank down to normal again. "Don't pull it out." I said before I could stop myself. "Pull what out?" my mom asked quickly. "The cord for the X box. He's about to pull the plug out." I lied. "Well, both of you be careful. Happy birthday, son." she said. "Thanks, mom. I'll see you when you get home. Love yuh." "Leave it to a mom to call when her sons are trying to get laid. Leave it to your mother to call when you're having sex." Blade said as his hands gently caressed my face. He ran his fingers through my hair, and kissed me. I was lost in his caress now. Blade began to breathe fast. He roughly took me by the shoulders, and began to plow me as fast as he could. I felt him shaking as he did this. We both lay there for ten minutes as he plowed me faster than I could've thought him capable. I felt his muscles tense up. I thought quickly, trying to find a way to make it more pleasurable for him, but it was too late. I felt my ass become very hot. I glued my lips to his, and I kissed him passionately as he released his seed inside me. We were one. Blade was performing a ritual that claimed that I was his. By filling me with his seed, I believed he sealed some sort of unspoken agreement that I belonged to him. We were both one person. I felt so ecstatic as shot after shot filled me. Suddenly, he wrapped both arms around my shoulders, and lifted us both a little off the couch, as he kept on going. He held me close as he let out a yell. I still felt him filling me as he screamed my name. "Jason, I love you! Oh fuck, Jason! I love you!" he yelled as he shot. Suddenly, he collapsed on top of me. "You okay, stud?" he asked gasping for breath. "I've never been better." I said softly into his ear. "Blade." "Jason." he said softly. When he pulled out of me, much to my disappointment, I jumped up and went into the bathroom. He came walking in as I sat down to empty myself out. He knelt down beside me, and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. He laid his head on my shoulder, and I did the same thing. The rest of the day we were at the gym. We got a visit from our dear father. Oh boy! It was late at night when we were back in the house. Without saying anything at all, we both just got ready for bed. Blade put my twin bed over by his, to make one big bed. Well, kind of. When we both got into bed, my brother wrapped me tightly in his arms. The scent of his shampoo, and perfume drove me crazy. He placed his palm against my heart, and I did the same thing. I fell asleep counting his beats, and listening to his soft slow breathing. He pressed his lips to my ear, and whispered my name so softly, that it was barely heard. I repeated his name halfway between sleep and wakefulness. My mom called us and gave us a huge lecture. She threatened to cut us out of the will if we didn't treat each other with respect. I don't know if Blade knew that I'd told my mom about my feelings. It seemed like she did, and he did to. In any case, by the time we got done eating dinner, the house was spotless, and it was safe for us to go to bed. As we lay there, I felt a hand reach and grab the waistband of my jockeys. "Blade," I gasped as my dick became really hard, really fast. "What the hell are you doing?" "Well, seeing as I tired myself out yesterday fucking your tight, hot ass," he said seductively. "I figure you may as well return the favor. Come on, Jason. I want you to fuck me. I need that hot cock of yours in me. I want you." He took the jar of lube and opened it. He put the jar down on the desk, and dropped to his knees. Before I could say a thing, or even register what he was doing, his mouth was wrapped around my cock. Oh my God, he was sucking my dick! My big brother was actually kneeling and sucking my cock! He was giving me a blow job! Shit! I began to thrust and fuck his mouth fast. Before I could say anything, I started to orgasm and fill his mouth. The feeling of his wet tongue swirling around my cock was just too much to stand. My knees buckled and I almost collapsed. He helped me stand up as he let go of me. He was smiling and telling me how wonderful it was. He took out a huge amount of lube, and started to stroke my now soft cock. It swelled in his hands as he gently lubed me up. I began to fuck his hands. When he was done, he walked over to the bed and laid down. I walked over to him and lifted his legs, resting them on my shoulders. "Blade," I said softly remembering my own pain. "You'll let me know if I hurt you?" I asked. "Yes. But I couldn't be in better hands, Jason. Really." he said as I pressed my dick to his opening. "Blade? Are you okay?" I asked. I had two inches of my ten inside of him, and he was sweating very profusely. "I'm fine, Jason. Just keep going, and you'll be there soon." he said as his face went from a shade of rosy red to green. "Dude, you're in pain." I said softly. "I can tell because you're sweating." I said trying to pull out of him. "Dude, I've felt worse than this." he said holding me down. "Hell, emotional pain is worse than this. When you didn't talk to me for a month, I felt worse than this. When I left for college, I felt worse than this." He thrust upward making me sink into him a couple more inches. "Wait." I said calmly. I pushed in a little bit more. I was half way in now. I began to kiss him, and try to distract him. I could tell it really worked, because he began to get into the kiss more than me fucking him. Before he knew it, I had sunk all the way to the hilt of my cock into his hot ass. "Kinda feels strange at first, don't it?" I asked as I flexed my dick inside him. "Yeah," he said through a grin. "Kind of full." "Ready?" I asked as he squeezed my cock with his ass. "Whenever you are." he said determinedly. "I trust you completely." I pulled out almost to the point where there was only one inch of me in his ass. Then, I rammed in hitting his prostate straight on. I saw his dick jump as I thrust in and out of him. I suddenly felt like nothing else mattered in the world but me making him cum. It was all about him. I had please my brother the way he had pleased me when he took me yesterday. I had to fill him with my own seed, to claim him as mine. If these two simple things didn't happen, the world would not be right. Nothing mattered to me anymore, but my brother. I had to make him shoot. I had to reciprocate what he had given to me. So, I thrust into him with great speed, forgetting about my own feelings and putting them aside for later. There would be plenty of time for me to be pleasured. There would be plenty. We still had years and years probably, to show each other how much the other one cared. Right now, it was all about Blade. I tried as hard as I could to thrust gently, but fast, as I tried to hit that million dollar point that would make him shoot. He let out a scream, and I reached down and adjusted his cock, so that it was aimed right at my face. Just as the head swelled before my eyes, and a river of love juice shot out. I caught all of it in my mouth, just as he had done for me. It tasted wonderful. Sweet, and salty. Kind of like peanut brittle. It was so amazing. This is how my brother tasted. Kind of like a star fruit from the market that my mom had got. It was so delicious. Or like when you eat a raw cactus, and all the thick juice squirts into your mouth. I knew I had to have more. He moaned, and thrust back into me with every stroke. I ran my hands through his hair and smiled at him. "Oh, Blade. It's not over yet. Watch me make you cum again." I said kissing him roughly. For a while, all I did was thrust into him slowly. Then, I became braver, and pulled out just leaving enough of me inside him to hold us together. Then, I slammed back in. He let out a loud moan as I did this over and over again. I did it faster, and faster, until I saw the pure joy in his face. "Fuck me, Jason!" he yelled out hungrily. "Work that hot dick! Yeah, right there! Give it to me, baby! Uh fuck yeah! Yeah! Oh, fuck me!" "You gon' cum for me, big bro'? You want me to fuck you hard?" I asked as I sped up if possible, even faster. "Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah!" he moaned. "Gimme all you got, dude!" "Tell me what you want me to do." I said looking straight into his eyes. "Oh, fuck, me!" he said gasping for breath. "Louder, Blade." I coaxed as I rammed into him in different directions. "I won't make you cum if you aren't loud enough." I said gently kissing him. "Mmmmmm! Fuck me! Please!" he said between gasps. "Fuck me please what?" I asked gently starting to stroke his cock with my left hand. "Now!" he moaned starting to thrust upward. My cock sank deep inside him as he fucked my hand. "You're not saying it right." I said in a soft tone. "Come on, Blade. Let me know what you need." I said gently jacking him off. "Jack my dick! Oh fuck me, Jason!" he yell. "Make me cum!" The sound of him saying my name drove me insane. I swear, it sounded like bells. So, I thrust into him with all the power and energy that I had. I flexed my dick inside him, and twitched it certain ways hitting his prostate roughly. He let out a moan of passion, and shot. He groaned as he let out load after load of his marvelous seed. Of course, willingly, and greedily, I caught it all in my mouth. He let out seven shots, of which I held one in my mouth, and kissed him. He let out another moan, and greedily took the juice that I fed him. I could tell he really wanted to cum again. "Uh! That tastes so good!" he moaned as I pulled away from him and kept on slamming into him. "Oh god, Jason! Oh god!" He shot off again, and as always it went straight down my greedy throat. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was spent after that last climax. So, I wrapped my arms around him, and pulled him half off the bed. That gave me more access to his tight hot ass as I rammed into him fast. It was all about me. I didn't care what the hell happened, or if anyone walked in. I was fucking my hot brother. Oh, it was so blissful! It was pure joy! "Oh, Blade! Your ass is so nice and tight!" I groaned as I plowed into him for all it was worth. "Oh Blade! Blade! Blade!" I shot. I thrust into him, and felt his balls rubbing gently against mine. It was the hottest feeling in the world. Why I didn't do this sooner, I don't know. It was pure ecstasy. I was fucking my brother. I held him tightly to me as I shot inside him. I kissed him, I squeezed him. I held on to him for dear life as I plowed into him, and shot off at least four orgasms all within the space of twenty minutes. That's all that mattered to me. I was his, and he was mine. We were just there. My brother and I. After all that was over, and he had cleaned up, we both walked back to the room. I climbed into bed, and he beside me. He pulled me over to him, and wrapped me in his arms. We just stared into each other's eyes. He pulled me tightly against him, and I felt our cocks touch. "I love you." I said softly after a long gentle kiss. "I know. That's why we're here." he said gently running his hands through my hair. That's all we did from then, until my mom got home. Blade ran his hands through my hair, and held me close. We kissed, and just lay there. I squeezed him, and returned each kiss that he gave me. I squeezed him tight to me. "You know, if you kill me," he said hoarsely. "You'll be holding a corpse. They smell bad afterward." "Sorry." I said letting him go a little bit. "It's just, I love you so much." I said gently. "Blade." "Jason." he said as he kissed me deeply. I buried my face in his shoulder, and took in the smell of his shampoo, and perfume. I moaned as he held me tight to him. He sighed, and smiled at me. A smile that lit up the whole room. "Jason." he whispered. He pressed his lips against my ear. "I love you so much." he whispered making me shiver. I smiled at him and gently stroked his hair. We looked into each other's eyes, and he kissed me. We both moaned gently. "Say my name." he said softly. "Blade!" I said pleadingly. Both of us flinched as if it had been a sound we wanted to hear that filled us with pleasure. So it went on. For the maximum time of an eternity, we both lay there, holding on to each other, and chanting the other's name. It was as if saying the other's name would heighten the power of our love for each other. "I love you, Blade." I said softly into his ear. "I know." he said squeezing me tightly. "That's why we're here." We both kissed. My tongue fought against his, as we lay there gripped in passion. I had no clue when my mom arrived, or how long she had stood at our door. "Oh, Jason." Blade said gently into my ear as the door pushed open. Blade and I didn't even try to pull away. "I'm home, boys." my mom said stepping over to us. "Are you both okay?" she asked. "Everything is fine, mom." I said smiling up at her. "Blade?" she asked looking at him. "Are you both okay?" "Oh mom." said Blade squeezing me as close to him as possible. "I've never been better." he said smiling. "You two are plainly sure about this?" she asked closing the door and stepping into the room and sitting on Blade's chair. "Yes." we both said as one. "Okay. But if I ever, catch you two _fucking around with anyone else, I'll cut you out of the will faster than you can say the other's name. Blade, don't you dare hurt your little brother. That goes for you to, Jason." she said seriously. "We promise." both of us said. Blade cupped my chin with one hand, and kissed me. I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss. My mom walked over to us, and we pulled apart. She hugged Blade, and then, she hugged me. When my mom let go of me, I laid back down. Blade greedily wrapped his arms and legs around me. I thrust back against him as I felt our dicks touch. "He's not going anywhere." my mom said smiling at us. "I'm not takin' that risk." said Blade. He pulled my head up and kissed me again. I just melted. I think whenever he did that, my heart stopped. I moaned without being able to stop it. "Good night you two." my mom said laughing as she walked out. "Although honeymoon may be tempting, don't forget to sleep." she said as she winked back at us. Blade was too busy tongue fucking my mouth to let me pull away. We both bobbed our heads in a simultaneous nod. I closed my eyes and heard the door close. Blade placed his hands against the back of my head, and pressed me closer to him. We both moaned. "Oh, Jason. I fucking love you so much." he moaned. "That's why we're here." I said running my fingers through his hair. "Blade." "Mmmmmm. Jason."