Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2012 12:19:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Ryan White <ryanstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: My heart belongs to you series

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My Heart Belongs to You

Kristian Gower stood in front of his father's grave and watched as it
decended inch by inch into the deep dugged hole to his final resting
place. He looked up and saw that almost everyone around him was crying at
the loss of his dad, Mitchell Gower. Kristian knew that he needed to put on
somewhat of an effort, but how the fuck was he supposed to be sad at the
death of a man he hated with his whole heart? He looked up into the sky,
watching the clouds float by one by one. Could he be up there now...or did
he travel further southwards from his grave? One day he would find out...if
his father was correct in seperating him and Tristan...because they were
gay and in love with eachother, while he saw it as a mortal sin! God knows
Kristian knew that they tried to stop what was going on. Even if they were
inlove, they knew that it was not normal. Twin boys do NOT fall in love
with eachother. There had to be a line which they dared not cross, and they
didn't. But their love for eachother was evident, even some of their
friends at school started to discover that the Gower twins was closer than
twin boys really should be. Just how close, they could not even begin to
think. Kristian closed his eyes as someone starting singing... as the deer
panath for the water, so my soul comes after you...and he thought back, for
what seemed like the millionth time...to that afternoon where everything
started.

Kristian and Tristan was always close in growing up. They used to play cars
together, swim together, and generally never gave their parents
problems. From age 10 onwards, both parents and others could see that the
Gower twins would become very handsome boys in the future. With their
floppy brown hair, blue eyes and tall, lanky pcysicque due to ongoing
soccer practise, they were going to be real heartbreakers for the girls
some day. It was Kristian who got the first chance to go out with a girl
when they were both 12 years old. Maggie had had a crush on Kristian ever
since they were in Kindergarten together and so her mom drove them to the
cinema that afternoon. Kristian was so excited and bragged to all his
friends and Tristan ofcourse how he was going to score with Maggie on their
first date. Concidering that they were 12 years old, a lot of the other
boys believed him, and when Maggie heard the rumours, instead of becoming
furious that Kristian would talk that way behind her back, she was just as
excited! She thought about the sexy Kristian and his cute smile, that great
body for a 12 year old that he had, and that sexy hair that flopped up and
down everytime that she would watch him play soccer. That afternoon before
Maggie's mom would come around to pick Kristian up, Tristan walked in on
him going ballistic on what to wear.

"Bro, there's like nothing, I mean, nothing here to impress Maggie with!
Fuck, why didn't mom buy me that sweater I wanted?"

"She told you to wait for our birthday dude. Just put on that red shirt and
put those jeans on. You will look perfect. Now fucking stop worrying! It
will be great!"

That is what Kristian also thought. Maggie nearly wet herself when she saw
Kristian leaving the house. He had gelled his hair, to make them stand up
straight in the sunlight, and pushed away, she could see his sexy face even
more clearly. Gosh, Kristian could really belong on the cover of Teen
Magazine! Things started off well enough until in the middle of the movie,
Kristian started to feel and think about the most bizarre things he could
possibly imagine. Before they entered the cinema, Kristian saw the preview
of Tintin, the movie that he and Tristan still wanted to watch. When they
ordered popcorn, he accidently threw half the sault in the cellar on it,
just like he and Tristan liked it, and was forced to buy Maggie another
one. When they sat down at the back of the theatre, he could not help
thinking how he and Tristian usually sat in the front...he desperately
wanted to enjoy his time with Maggie but all he could think of was how much
he missed his twin brother. It made him go crazy and he silently cursed
Tristan for doing this to him, as it was insane to think about his twin
brother when he was on a date with a hot girl! It kinda made sense because
as far as he could remember, they had never been apart. What he fuck...he
thought as he felt a tear starting to roll down his eye. He quickly wiped
it away and tried to enjoy the movie. After it was done, Maggie whispered
to Kristian to meet her in the girls toilet, and she made sure he got the
correct message as she reached down and squeezed his young, 12 year old
dick through his jeans. Kristian blushed firery red as he mechanically
started to follow Maggie out of the threatre. Just before they got to the
public toilets, Kristian stopped walking, with a youthful look of fear in
his eyes.

"What's wrong, Kristian? You look...sick" Maggie asked, genuinely worried
about him.

"I dont know, Maggie...I can't do this! I just can't! I'm sorry, please
call your mom to come and fetch us, please! I'm begging you!"

As Maggie quickly called her mom, Kristian took deep breaths, in, out, in,
out. He thought he was ready when they entered the mall this afternoon, he
was ready to have sex for the first time, he even stole a condom from his
dad's drawer, but he just...could not. As Tristan saw their joint bedroom
open and Kristian immediately starting to cry, he rushed over to his twin
brother and held him in his arms. Kristian was uncontrollable, his entire
body was shaking feverishly as Tristan helped him to the bed, where he
placed his arms around Kristian.

"What the fuck happened, bro?" he asked, obviously confused.

"I...I...FUCK!! I couldn't do it! I kept thinking about you and all the
things that we do together all these years and then she invited me into the
girls bathroom to have sex and she touched my dick and I..." Kristian
started to hyperventilate again, causing him to ramble on and on, but
Tristan sat with him and held him the whole time. A little later on,
Tristan looked down towards Kristian and saw that he had fallen asleep. He
gently kissed his twin brother on his forehead and pushed him back down
onto the bed. Tristan didn't know what the hell was going on. He knew that
he was supposed to be interested in girls and that it was expected of him
to wanna see their boobs, pussies and shit like that, but...he shook his
head. The last few months he had been tossing and turning every night,
trying his best to get rid of the feelings that he started to feel towards
Kristian. He told himself that he was a sick pervert, but that didn't
help. He knew that his heart skipped the preverbial beat everytime he was
close to Kristian, and that was pretty much all the time. He didn't know
what the hell to do!

About a week later, Kristian returned from soccer practise and went around
at the chemist to pick up his brother's prescription, as his stomach wasn't
well, he was in a crap of pain, shitting and throwing up all over the
place. He just hoped that Tristan made it to the bathroom quickly
enough...he really didn't dig the look and smell of puke on the floor of
their bedroom. As he entered the house, he called out to Tristian several
times but his brother didn't answer. Thinking that he was probably asleep,
Kristian ran up to their bedroom and opened the door. What he saw,
frightened him to hell and back! Tristan was lying on the floor, clutching
the lower right hand side of his stomach, but he was out like a
light. Kristian frantically ran over to Tristian, so fucking scared that he
was losing his brother.

"Tristan, wake up! Come on, bro, wake up! Please bro, please wake up!" he
pleaded but to no avail. He rushed to his backpack, took out his cellphone
and called his mother, his hands shaking. She tried nervously to calm him
down and said she would call an ambulance from her work. Within 10 minutes,
which felt like hours to poor Kristian, the medics arrived and Kristian
cried hysterically as he saw them strap Tristan to a stretcher and carry
him to the ambulance. Their mother had told him to stay there, and not go
with the paramedics, as she was on her way home and would take him. When
she arrived, Kristian's face was red with tears, and his voice was hoarse
from all the crying. His twin brother meant everything to him. It turned
out that Tristan's appendix had burst and they had to do an emergancy
operation. Their mother kept quiet on the fact that in the appendix
bursting, it turned out to be life threatning, as she didn't think that
Kristian would be able to handle that. Kristian later fell asleep in his
chair, and he dreamt about all the stuff that he and Tristan always did
together. He couldn't live without his brother, they had been together in
their mother's womb, and had been together since they were born. Infact,
they had no been apart for longer than a few hours. Tristan couldn't
die...he just could not! Kristian felt someone shaking him, waking him up,
as he started into the eyes of his mother.

"He's gonna be fine, love. Just fine!" she whispered and held her son close
to her. Tristan was still under sedation, and he was very weak. The doctor
told their mom that he very almost didn't make it. Now with Tristan having
to stay in hospital, it was the first time ever that Kristian would go to
sleep on his own. Normally he and Tristan secretly talked for hours about
all kinds of things before going to sleep. Not this time though...he cried
himself to sleep, wishing that his brother was with him. His whole heart
ached and yearned for Tristan. So much so that he dreamt of his twin once
again that night. They were busy watching a movie on Tristan's bed, when
suddenly Tristan leaned over and kissed him on his lips, before shyly
pulling away. Kristian was so glad at seeing his brother alive and well,
that he pulled Tristan closer to him and smashed his young lips on his
brother's. The twins kept on kissing eachother and running their hands all
over eachother's bodies, and the whole entire time, there was this warm
feeling that Kristian felt in his heart. He felt Tristan's hand running
through his floppy hair, hugging him tightly before he looked Kristian in
the eyes.

"I love you, Kris..." he whispered and that's when Kristian woke up,
sitting upright in his bed, looking quickly around him for any sign of
Tristan. Then he remembered that Tristan was in hospital, but before he
could even start to think about the abnormality of what he just dreamt, he
felt his underwear was soaked. He stood up and walked over to the bathroom
where he pulled them down. They were full of little boy seed, sprayed all
over them. Kristian thought back to the time where their dad had told them
that this was bound to happen to them as they got older, that it was called
having a wet dream. But he never said that he would dream about his own
twin brother while having it! What Kristian didn't know, what that a couple
of miles away from their house, at the hospital, in the surgical ward, his
twin brother also woke with a startle, and finding his hospital gown and
groin area soaked with cum, after having the weirdest, but oh so wonderful
dream about his brother...

The day that their parents had fetched Tristan from hospital, Kristian
wasn't fully sure that he wanted his brother home. Sounds really, really
bad and selfish, but he had had a wet dream about his own twin brother! And
the more he thought about it, the more he wanted it to happen again. He
knew that he wasn't gay or shit like that, because then he would have never
found Maggie or any other girls attractive, but these feelings would just
not go away, no matter how hard he tried. As he heard the car enter the
driveway, the took a deep breath, and composed his 12 year old fit,
athletic body. The door opened, and in came their father, carrying the
mirror image of Kristian in his arms, since he was not allowed to walk just
yet. The moment the two boys laid eyes on eachother, there was no one in
the room with them...it was like the Earth had only become existed for
them. Kristian tried to be as helpful as he could to Tristan, who loved the
attention from the boy he loved with his whole heart. Something was telling
him that their relationship had changed somewhat, though he could not
decide what it was. That night, Kristian had helped put Tristan into bed,
and then he climbed in aswell.

"Uhm...bro?" Tristan asked, clearly confused. They had not since their baby
days, shared a bed.

"You know...I just thought that...uhm...if you should need to get to the
toilet or need some water of something, that I'd be right here to help
you."

Tristan smiled as he layed down his head on the pillow. He loved the
feeling and knowing that Kristian was right beside him. With a satisfied
feeling in his heart, he fell asleep. Kristian however layed awake for
hours. He didn't wanna go to sleep snce Tristan might need him, and he was
afraid that he would have another wet dream about them together, and
Tristan would then find out just what a pervert he was. He sighed, with his
eyes starting to burn in trying to hold in the tears. Why, why did he have
to feel this way about Tristan, of all people? He didn't even care that
Tristan was a boy! It would have been rough, but they would still be able
to be together! But they were fucking IDENTICAL TWINS!! The sheer thought
sickened him, especially at what their parents might say. But he knew he
loved Tristan, and not in just a brotherly way. Suddenly he noticed
movement next to him. Tristan's body was shaking and he started to moan
softly.

"Fuck Kristian...kiss me...mmm yeah bro fuck me...fuck me hard...I love you
so fucking much Kris...ahhh yeah bro...just like that..."

Kristian's eyes were as big as golf balls as he listened to the obviously
erotic dream that Tristan seemed to be having about him. Now there was a
possibility that he NEVER though about! What if Tristan felt the same way
he did? He ha to make sure, too much was on the line here.

"Tris! Tristan, wake up!" he whispered loudly and shook his brother until
the latter's eyes fladdered open, only to stare guilty into his own.

"Kris...Kris why did you wake me up?" Tristan asked, his voice shaking with
fear.

"Because I wanted to do this..." Kristian whispered before slowly there
faces came together and the two 12 year old identical twins kissed
eachother passionately for the first time. Tristen struggled to breathe for
a while before kissing his brother back with all the pent up love that he
had for him. Kristian ran out of breath before he pulled back, gasping for
air. Tristan tiredly ran his fingers through his hair...fucking hell did
that really just happen? Tristan placed his hand gently on top of
Kristian's, and that forced the latter to look at him.

"I'm sorry..." Kristian said, his voice deep with emotion.

"Kris, don't be fucking sorry! This...what just happened...I wanted it for
so long! I thought I was a sick nutcase to be feeling like this about
you. I mean, brothers, especially twin brothers...they can't be doing shit
like this."

"Tristan, when you almost died last week, my heart almost didn't make
it. My date last week was a bust because I couldn't stop thinking about
you. We have never been apart, dude. I love you too much. Im sorry..."

Kristian started to softly cry, as in his heart he was just a small 12 year
old boy who didn't understand what was happening and what he was
feeling. Tristan kissed Kristian on the side of his head while holding on
to him very tightly.

"I never wanna be without you, Kris. But Mom and Dad cannot ever find out
how we feel about eachother, because they will kill us. I say, we go our
lives as usual, and find girls and shit. We have to, kids at school will
start to wonder. As long as we know that we love eachother bro, we'll be
fine," Tristan said while rubbing his brother's back.

"Do you really think we can make this work?" Kristian asked, wiping the
tears off his face.

"I know we can. Come on, lets get some sleep. I love you, Kristian."

"Fuck knows, I love you too, bro..." Kristian said before spooning his twin
from behind, falling asleep in the most intimate position that two lovers
could ever share.

Three years had past, and the relationship between the twins was stronger
than ever. Both of them had girlfriends by this time, and over the years
they had really evolved into two teenage hunks. They both worked really
hard in getting and maintaining their six pack abs from playing soccer and
working out religiously, the same abs which drove the girls wild every time
they took off their shirts after the game. Maggie was Kristian's girlfriend
for real now, and her niece, Melanie, was Tristian's. Both of the twins was
still virgins, for the simple reason - the promise that they had promised
to eachother. That reason came in the form of the true loved that they
shared. About a year ago, they had given in to the harsh reality of what
they felt for eachother, and both boys agreed that they loved eachother to
death, and that no one was gonna break them apart. Keeping that secret from
society and their parents for almost two years now, they had sucessfully
suceeded in maintaining their straight facade. One night they were on a
date with Maggie and Melanie, and they were sitting in MacDonalds. They
were really lucky in the case that their uncle on their father's side owned
the place, as he always gave them stuff for free, but unfortunately, not
this time, as Uncle Hardy wanted to make the boys sweat for their dates!
LOL! They were wolfing down their Oreo McFlurry's when Kristian suddenly
announced that he was going to the toilet, after which Tristan told the
girls that he also had the need to relieve himself. Both the twins had
developed a great sence of humour when they were around the girls, so
neither of their dates thought anything funny of it. Kristian leaned onto
the tiled bathroom wall of the restaurant and waited patiently for his
brother to enter. When he saw Tristan, he double checked that they were
alone, before running to Tristan and hugging him fiercly.

"Fuck Tris...every second I have to look lovingly into Maggie's eyes when
all I wanna do is hold you..." he whispered, nuzzling his twin's neck.

"Tell me about it, Melanie just wants fucking sex! I don't know how much
longer I can hold her off, bro," Tristan said, holding Kristian tighter to
him. The twins just enjoyed the closeness of the other for a minute or so,
Kristian loving running his fingers through Tristan's hair before he pulled
away, caressing his face.

"Bro, I feel I can explode when you hold her hand..." Tristan sadly said,
looking down and away from his brother. Kristian's heart was breaking
seeing his brother so devistated, therefore he reached down and took
Tristan's hand in his, gently caressing his thumb over the top. Tristian
looked up into Kristian eyes, and all he saw was love...real love that so
many couples and individuals envied in their lives.

"Just remember, we have to do this, Tristan. I hate every minute of it
aswell, but at least we are together, right? I love you so much, bro. I
don't wanna do this with the girls but we have no choice. We're boys, we're
supposed to wanna hang out with them. We can't let them know our secret."

"I know, Kris. I love you, dude. I love you so much it fucking hurts. Why,
fuck, why did we have to be brothers? Even worse, we're twins! Its so
fucking unfair!" Tristan's underlip started to slightly quiver, but
immediately Kristian's arms was around him. He kissed Tristan's forehead
and left the bathroom. Tristan waited a couple of seconds so that nothing
looked suspicious before he too left the toilet to rejoin with Kristian and
their dates. The twins promised eachother that they would make love to
eachother on the day of their 16th birthday, which was coming closer and
closer each day. When they were in the mall the previous week, they saw
they saw the most beautiful chain in some shop, that broke in half, with
the first half saying "I lo" and other "ve you" together making it "I love
you." They scraped together their pocket money, and they went to buy it
together. The guy at the counter was a little suspicious why two twin boys
would wanna buy something like this...and why they would only buy one set,
but he forced himself to forgot about it. On their birthday, the twins were
spoiled with a special breakfast that their father had made for them,
aswell as their mom's delicious Irish blend coffee. As they all sat down
around the table, their dad wanted to give some speech or another.

"On this day...I thank the Lord Almightly for my two special boys. They
could not have turned out more great, more handsome, more full of shit, or
full of life. And I couldn't love them any less. This is our gift to you,"
he said before handing over a set of wheels to the boys.

"Dad...what..." Tristan asked, before he looked over his shoulder to see
Kristian dash out the door, and he got up to follow his brother. In their
driveway was the most beautiful sportscar that they would possibely
imagine. Tristan saw Kristian leaned over the car, to smell that fresh out
of the box smell, while caressing the bonnet with his right hand. Tristan
joined him, and suddenly, it didn't matter if anyone, including their
parents saw them. They grabbed eachother in a brothetly hug while looking
at their new car.

"I fucking love you so much..." Tristan whispered to his twin brother.

"Ditto bro," Kristian said, getting really emotional.

Their day was excellent. Everyone at school wished them happy birthday,
making their day really fantastic and one to remember and cherish
forever. Sixteen wasn't just any age! All day, the twins couldn't keep
their eyes off eachother. Both were looking forward to what was gonna
happen that night, when they would finally lose their virginity to the
other. That afternoon when school was finished, they cold hardly wait to
get home, only to discover that their parents were home, which was very
strange concidering, except for weekends, they had never been home this
early. The twins walked into the kitchen and saw their mother sitting at
the table with her hand covering her mouth. Something was clearly not
right.

"Mom, what's wrong, what are you guys doing home?" Kristian asked. Their
mom just shook her head, too choked up to get a word out. The twins heard
movement behind them and saw their father looking at them with a utterly
disgusted look on his face.

"You two have a nerve in asking your mother what is wrong...I'd never
thought I'd see the day where I wish she had fucked around and you weren't
my sons."

Kristian and Tristan looked quickly at the other, both seeing the fright in
the other's eyes. All that made sence is that their parents had found
out...but HOW??

"I'll give you 10 minutes to pack, Tristan. Im sending you to your
grandparents. You will never see eachother again as long I'm here to
prevent it!"

"Dad, what the hell are you talking about, Tristan is going no where!"
Kristian screamed at his father. He had never before done that.

"And I'm not having two faggots live under my roof! You think it was nice
for me to see a CCTV video of my twin sons kissing the crap out of
eachother in a public toilet? Yeah, that's right! There was a camera in
that bathroom! Uncle Hardy had some problems with people stuffing crap down
the toilets and he wanted to see who it was. Instead he saw his two nephews
going incest! Im sorry, but this can never get out. Im willing for you to
stay here, Kristian, as you are biologically the oldest, but Tristan must
fuck off. You two must be separated before this goes too fucking far!"

"Like hell, Dad! You can say what you want, but you will never stop us
loving eachother! Mom, can't you say or do anyhting?" Tristan desperately
asked. Their mom stood up from where she had been sitting quietly all this
time and walked over to her sons. Suddenly she reached out and slapped
Kristian through the face, followed by another one, directly hitting
Tristan's cheek.

"IF...IF...you were...gay and found boyfriends...MAYBE...I would have
understood," she hissed. "But you two are TWIN BROTHERS!! Look into the
mirror, look! You have brought utter shame on this family! Twin
brothers...that is INCEST!! Oh, the shame! Get out, Tristan! GET OUT!!"

The twins looked at eachother in vain. Things looked bleak for them. This
was their sixteenth birthday...the night that they were going to...

"We realise that you're young and this is probably a phase, that it why we
are sending Tristan to Grandpa to stay on the farm. The less you two see of
eachother, the better," their father said, before pulling Tristan away from
Kristian, while the two twins just stared at eachother...

Kristian wiped away his tears, realising that he was still standing at his
father's grave. It was two years later. And two years since he had seen
Tristan, the love of his life. He could still hear his father's words
ringing in his ears... "you will never see eachother again as long I'm here
to prevent it!"... Kristian closed his eyes for a minute and walked away to
his car. His father was gone...and now he was free to be with Tristan.
Their grandparents had completely refused Tristan any contact with the
outside world. Now was time to find him again, so that he could tell him
how much had loved him and missed him. Tristan was his life...and he was on
his way to show him just that!



Thanks for reading! This is the first chapter in this three part mini
series. What will await Kristian when and if he finds Tristan? Will their
relationship still be the same? Or has Tristian met and fallen inlove with
someone else?

FIND OUT NEXT TIME!! If you liked the story, please send me a email at
ryanstories@yahoo.com and I'll mail you back!

Ryan White xxx