Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2018 19:32:46 -0600 From: Michael Smith Subject: True Brothers Love - Chapter 2 Legal stuff: This story, while a work of complete fiction, contains graphic sexual scenes between consenting males both over and under the age of 18. If this material is offensive to you, this is your warning not read this story and stop here. Also, if you are under the age of 18, it is most likely illegal for you to read this story. However, I cannot do anything to make you stop so continue at your own discretion. As stated before, this story is a work of total and complete fiction. Any likeness of these characters to real people, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Again, this story is a work of fiction. The author claims any and all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed without the author's consent. Only websites the author chooses and consents to publicate this work of fiction are allowed to publish it. 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I have had this idea for a while and understand that a lot of readers want to jump straight to sex but this story will not do that. There will be sexual scenes, yes, but they won't occur right off the bat and they will be slow in progression as well. This story will be more of a focus on the two main character relationship and how it will progress throughout the changes feelings in their lives towards each other. Please, feel free to contact me with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions about this work of fiction at incstwrtr007@gmail.com Here are the images I used for my own reference when writing the characters. Feel free to use them or use your imagination. David: https://78.media.tumblr.com/d4c9d97f04c79cfccf5f609ce3c6f575/tumblr_p5107rAm7K1w5k1h3o1_400.jpg https://78.media.tumblr.com/226ff66b053e1f31abe5a88c01e1fe90/tumblr_p5107rAm7K1w5k1h3o2_400.png Joseph: https://78.media.tumblr.com/5efb04346f87fddce89034ff54705bea/tumblr_p4z9qeKETJ1w5k1h3o1_400.jpg https://78.media.tumblr.com/67f4b9269e4cd6c2337ac8df43221ccf/tumblr_p4z9qeKETJ1w5k1h3o2_400.jpg Chapter 2 – Closeness I wake up with a small jump as I feel the bed moving before hearing my older brother talking quietly behind me. "Did I scare you?" He asked, his voice still deep even when he spoke gently. "No." I reply, lying through my teeth. I guess I had just managed to doze off and the sudden movement of him sliding into the bed surprised me into waking up from it. I reach and grab the covers pulling them over my shoulders as I feel the bed rocking from David still getting comfortable. "You aren't that cold, are you?" He asks, easily pulling some of the blankets back away from me. I roll my eyes and let out a bit of huff as I close my eyes, feeling him rolling onto his side behind me. "Maybe." I tell him after a few moments of silence as I look over my shoulder at him. I study his face for a few seconds, knowing that he is really thinking about something even though he doesn't have to tell me what's going on. "Are you off tomorrow?" I ask quietly after a few more seconds of silence, keeping my eyes on him. He lets out a soft sigh and blinks a few times before giving me a half smirk. "Yeah." Comes the quiet reply, his tone changing in almost an instant as he smiles softly again. "Come here." He reaches over and grabs my upper arm before pulling me towards him, making up half of the distance himself. He presses himself into my slightly, his legs mirroring mine so that we are softly spooning and cuddling in the bed. "You don't have to go to school tomorrow, if you don't want to." I feel his hand rubbing up and down my upper arm slowly as I look over my shoulder at him again, reading his eyes. I see the sorrow in them but there seems to be something else, too. Something... hidden, deep down in those sea green eyes of his. "I know you'll want to go to cemetery and you're always a mess afterward anyway." He shrugs, and I give him a small half smile before rolling onto my back, his hand sliding across my flat chest. "You sure?" I ask quietly, raising my eyebrows slightly at him, feeling his large hand sliding up to my shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. Tomorrow would be the 7th anniversary of the day our parents died, and it was always a rough day for the both of us. My older brother rubs his thumb across my collarbone for a moment as he thinks before giving me a small nod. "Yeah, of course." He says, leaning over and giving me a small kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes and smile as he does so, letting out a breath as he pulls back. "We can both sleep in and just have a day off, alright?" He raises one eyebrow at me and I look up at him, studying his face in the dimly lit room. "Sounds great." I smile back and lean up, kissing his cheek softly, feeling his hand sliding around my back and down my shoulder as his stubble grazes across my lips. I begin to pull back, but he holds me with his hand on my back, keeping me close as I take my lips off his cheek. I lean back a bit, his arm still holding me close. I look at him a little confused and he scoots closer to me, holding me close and tight, our torsos rubbing together as we cuddle in the large, soft bed. He looks back at me and we scan each other's eyes, his green eyes full of concern, a hint of sadness, and a bit of... that something else that I didn't know. We stay like this for what seems an eternity before he breaks the quiet stillness. "I love you, Joseph." He tells me bluntly, his deep voice quiet and soft but the words almost fell from his lips. Well, I knew that. Of course he loved me and I loved him just the same, maybe in a little different light but that was probably just my 15 year old hormones talking. I give a small nod as we lay together in the quiet bed, nothing but the sound of our gentle breathing breaking the silence of the still air. I reach up and place my hand on his upper arm as he keeps his big hand on my back, holding me close to him. "I love you, too, David." I return, speaking a little slower than he did, wanting him to know what I meant, not letting the words just fall past my lips. I look into his eyes, studying them deeply as I feel his gaze burning back to mine. "You're my brother, of course I love you." I explain, feeling the odd need to clarify my feelings for him, as if they were something he didn't already know. He blinks a few times and pulls me closer still, pressing my chest and stomach against his, feeling his bare torso against the material of my worn out shirt. He swallows and thinks for another few seconds, causing me to raise my eyebrow at him, wondering what he was meaning. "No, I love you." He repeats again, emphasizing the word `love' this time. Well, again, of course he does love me. I'm his younger brother, the only family he has left, and the only family he's had for the past seven years. I wouldn't expect anything less of him. "And I love you, too." I mimic him, emphasizing the word `love' just as he did. He closes his eyes and swallows, letting out a bit of a huff, his muscular chest collapsing a bit as he does. He's clearly a little frustrated, as if he's trying to explain something that he doesn't himself know. He pulls me into him, pressing his chest against mine now, our faces only a few inches apart. He rubs my back softly before taking my hand with his free one and leading it to his chest, his short trimmed chest hair brushing against my hand as he places it flat over his heart. His large hand stays on top of mine as he looks into my eyes for a few moments. "Joseph." He says softly, his deep voice wavering a bit, sounding as if he's almost about to cry. "I. Love. You." He pauses after each word as he looks into my eyes before it clicks in my head. He loves me. He doesn't just `love' me but he `loves' me. I blink a few times, feeling his heart pounding under my hand as it lays flat on my chest. My brother loves me. He loves me in a way that any man should love his little brother. I look down at my hand, feeling his heart pounding against my palm as the warmth of his hand permeates the back of mine and I understand. I mean, shouldn't that be natural? I guess it wouldn't be natural... well, yeah, it is natural. We've spent the past seven years together, just the two of us, and hardly anyone else. Sure, we've had friends and he's had a girlfriend or two, but they were just flings. Is it natural for David to love me in this way? Is it natural for him to see his little brother in this way. I couldn't complain myself as I figured I was in the same boat. I loved him, too. He was my older brother, my protector, my mentor, and my best friend. I don't think I could have asked for anyone better to tell me they loved me. I close my eyes tight and think for a few seconds, wondering what his admittance of this would cause for our relationship, wondering how our lives were going to change now that he spoke his feelings, wondering what he could be thinking that I was thinking about. "Joe..." He whispers, his voice trailing off at the end and interrupting my thoughts and bringing me back to the psychical world, out of my head and everything that was going through it faster than the speed of light. I open my eyes and look up at him, feeling his body against mine, his hand still holding me close as we lay together in the bed, his other hand still on top of mine, engulfing it as lays on his chest, his heartbeat pounding against it. "It's okay." I reply quietly, not sure what to say other than that. It was okay. It was okay with me that he looked at me in this light. It was okay with me that he loved me the way he did. I loved him in the same way he loved him. I didn't understand it in the way he did, he had a few more years of experience than I did when it came to dealing with emotions and feelings like this than I did but I knew my words were true. It was okay with me. I didn't want anything else from him than this. Our lives together weren't extravagant or luxurious my any means but that was okay with me. The lives we had built together with each other in the past seven years were perfect and I wouldn't change them for the world. The only thing now is that we would have to think about how our feelings for each other were going to change our relationship. We were going to be more than just brothers now. We were going to be something else, something more, something beautiful. "I love you too, David." I tell him, nodding a few times. He blinks a few times and a single tear rolls down his cheek, causing my eyes to water a bit. Seeing my older brother cry was something I had only witnessed a handful of times and it certainly wasn't something that was done at a time like this. "Shhhh." I say quietly, taking my free hand and wiping the tear from his cheek before rubbing his cheek with my thumb, placing my hand flat on his cheek. "It's all going to be alright. I promise."