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If you do continue it, please make sure it's a happy ending? For me??

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Also, i've written yet another character i despise in this chapter. Luke makes me extremely angry.

Enjoy!

Warning: non-consensual
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Chapter 14: New Friends

"Another day at school." Tyler thought as he stared out the classroom window and tapped his pencil on the hollow desk. It was reading time, but he had finished his book fifteen minutes into the half-hour session they were forced to endure daily. He hated the quiet during these times, it was deafening. While Mrs. Klein ignored his tapping most of the time, today proved to be a bad day on her part.

"Tyler!" She commanded. "Quit that tapping now or you get another mark on your card."

He already had one earlier from spacing out and missing the question she asked him. Tyler held his pencil fast and placed it on his desk as soft as he could. Not having recess did not sound like a tempting idea on a clear day like this. The tapping kept his mind from the worry that had enveloped him these past few days. Parker still wasn't back! He pounded the table once.

"That's it mister, go and put a mark on your card. No recess for you."

He cursed at himself under his breath as he walked over to the front foam board and pasted a red sticker on a paper card with his name on it. That meant he had to stand on the wall while everyone else got to play around him. He plodded over to his seat and sighed. The one fun time of the day, and he had to suffer alone.

The time passed quickly and soon he found himself standing at the wall of the building watching the other children play around him. A few snickered at his plight as they passed him. This would be thirty minutes of pure torture, all because Mrs. Klein was having a bad day. It did not take long for Tyler to grow tired of the jeers and laughs thrown his direction, and he sat on the ground as he leaned against the wall. A small group of boys came up to him, they were no older than fifteen at most. The elementary and middle school shared the playground, so they visited every now and then. Many visits ended poorly. He did not look up as they surrounded.

"You're that one kid, right?" One of the boys said his short black hair swaying slightly in the wind. He looked down at Tyler with cold grey eyes.
He ignored them.

"Hey, we're talkin' to you!" Another boy with longer brown hair said bending down to Tyler. His green eyes pierced through Tyler's shell a bit. "Answer or we’ll make you."

He kept staring at the ground.

"They'll just go away," Tyler thought. "If I just stay quiet, they'll go away."

They didn't go away.

"I hear you have a little boooooyfriend." Snickered the tallest of the boys his light brown eyes glaring down at Tyler. He moved the emo-esque bangs out of his face, the black dyed strands sticking to his forehead slightly. "I think we need to see just how much," he leaned close to Tyler. "You like cock."

Tyler grit his teeth, he could not let these boys get to him. However, where was Mrs. Klein? Wasn't she supposed to be watching him?
The taller boy lifted up again.

"I guess he doesn't really it all that much." A sinister smile crossed his face. "We'll just have to show him how much he does. Allan, Ray, let's take our little friend to the office."

They grabbed Tyler by his arms and pulled him up, despite his struggling. The older boy held up his finger.

"No noise, or else we let your little secret spill."

Tyler stayed silent and shrugged off the other boys as he nodded in reply. He would go with them as long as they didn't say anything. He could not let the others know what he and Parker had done, or what they were to each other, no one could know. He sighed and looked around as they walked away from the wall, across the playground, and somehow made it into the small patch of forest near the school unseen. The tallest boy looked back, their entrance completely covered by greenery, and then stopped with a smirk on his face.

"Here is good."

They stood in a small grass covered clearing, hardly any sunlight bleeding into it. Allan and Ray stepped in front of Tyler and pushed him to his knees, facing the taller boy. He looked up to see him smiling down at him. He felt sick.

"Well Tyler, welcome. I figured we'd give you the private office treatment today." Smirked the taller boy. "I'm Luke, just so you know, and you already know my friends Ray and Allan." He pointed to the two other boys, who both looked at Tyler with menacing smiles. "Word around the middle school is, there's a pair of boys who are a little too friendly with each other." He turned away from Tyler and laughed a little. "I hear their names are Tyler and Parker," he looked back. "How poetic."

Tyler bit his lip.

"But," continued Luke. "I also hear that you two are, shall we say, intimate? I want to see just how true this little rumor is, so we've decided to borrow you for a bit."

Luke moved back to Tyler and leaned down to his ear.

"You like it, don't you? Taking it up the ass." He grinned and stood again. "I bet you can't get enough of it."

Tyler kept quiet as Luke glared down at him, and looked away as he grit his teeth.

"I'll take that silence as the affirmative. If that's true then," he nodded at Ray, who moved in front of Tyler and unzipped his brown shorts and pulled down the waistband of his boxers, his green eyes never leaving the boy in front of him. He smiled as his dick flopped out and winked at Tyler.

"Well," said Ray. "Get to suckin' I don't have all day you know." He moved forward, his semi-stiff dick hitting Tyler in the face. Tyler did not move, but Ray grabbed his head and turned it to his cock. "I said suck it."

He grabbed Tyler's chin and forced his mouth open as he stuffed himself into the younger boy. Ray was definitely larger than Parker by several inches, and Tyler tried to struggle against the larger boy, but all he could do was gag.

"Ah, there we go." Ray pushed into Tyler's mouth a bit more. "If you bite, I swear to god I will beat you senseless."

Tyler squeezed his eyes tight as he pulled off Ray's cock for a second and gasped for air. Ray did not let him go for long as he pulled Tyler back onto his now fully hard cock and began pumping into the boy's mouth.

"He's good!" he said to Allan who sported a growing bulge in his jeans. "Didn't think a kid like this would be such a good cocksucker."

Luke sniggered.

"Well what else did you expect? They start early you know."

Allan crept over to Tyler and dropped his pants as well. He was a bit smaller than Ray, but still more than Tyler could take at once. Allan pressed his hard cock against Tyler's face.

"Don't forget me."

Tyler could not get away as Ray held his head in place and pumped into the younger boy. He simply reached out, grabbed Allan's dick, and began stroking, against his better judgment. He brushed his teeth against Ray's dick without meaning to, and the older boy pulled out of Tyler's mouth and slapped him hard across the face.

"What did I tell you?!" He lifted his hand to strike Tyler again, but Luke caught him.

"Be more careful, Ray. He is our guest after all." Luke let go. "Besides, I want to leave this cute little face unscarred while I make him mine." He pointed a finger at Ray's face. "Understood?"

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

Luke kneeled down and stroked where Tyler had been slapped. Tyler flinched at the mix of pain and yet the softness of Luke's cool hand against his face.

"Continue." He said to the older boys as he stood and backed away.
Ray took no time to resume his attack on Tyler's mouth with lust-filled thrusts. The younger boy gagged with each one as he stroked Allan all the while. Tears began to stream down the young boy's face as each thrust hit the back of his throat. It was all he could do to not hurl. Ray pulled out after a few more minutes and began to stroke himself.

"Get ready, cocksucker." He said. "I'm gonna come!"

Tyler closed his eyes and turned his head only to have Ray grab it and turn it back as he shot his thick juice onto the young boy's face with a guttural moan.

"Holy shit..."

Luke folded his arms and smirked at the picture.

"He looks good with cum on him." He jeered. "I kind of like it." He grabbed the bulge in his jeans. "You about done, Allan?"

The other boy nodded as he pulled Tyler to his throbbing cock. The older boy let out a growl as he came hard in Tyler's mouth, each spurt hitting the back of his throat. Allan released his grip and Tyler fell to his hands gasping for air between coughs. Why were they doing this to him? They had nothing to gain but to see him humiliated. Tyler shook as the thought passed through his mind. Maybe that was their only motivation...

"Wh-what do you want from me?" Tyler said beginning to sob. He was helpless against them.

"Well." Luke said, incredulous. "It looks like our little toy has a voice." He pushed the two other boys back as he walked to Tyler and leaned down as he lifted the boys head by his chin. "I just want to see that pretty face of yours under me. I want to break you into as many pieces as I can so your little boooooyfriend has nothing left to hold on to. I know how much you like that little prick of his, but a real man's cock is so much better." Luke pushed Tyler back onto the ground and straddled him, holding both arms down. "I want you to scream out my name when he fucks you."

Tyler struggled against the older boy, but he was far stronger. He hated being this powerless, it reminded him of his brother, but there was no love here, only malice and animalistic lust. Luke's hot breath on his face made Tyler struggle even more to the amusement of the other boy.

"You can't get away, Ty. I own you now. In fact," he nodded to his friends. "All three of us do."

They grabbed Tyler's arms and legs as Luke pulled off Tyler's pants and shirt. He admired the almost glowing little boy beneath him.

"You might be telling me no," Luke smiled. "but this says otherwise." He grabbed Tyler's hard cock.

He cursed at his body, how could it react this way to these... monsters. He did not have much time to think it over as Luke began to stroke his small cock. Tyler fought the two other boys with all he could, but they held him fast to the ground.

"You're just making this more painful for yourself." Said Luke. "Quit fighting and I promise I'll be more gentle."

"More gentle"? The words only made Tyler wrestle against them more, but Luke put a stop to that with a well-placed punch to the cheek.

"I said stop fighting you little bastard."

Tyler blinked for a second, the shock of the hit coursing through him. His eyes glazed over as they filled with tears, it only seemed to spur Luke on.

"Good boy. Allan, lift his butt a little, it's hard to do it this way."

His cohort lifted Tyler's legs a bit, exposing the young boy's pink hole. Luke nearly drooled at the sight before him. He had hungered for this little "untouchable" since he learned of Parker growing close to him. Luke needed to know just what was so tempting about this little boy. He had a pretty good idea with the view he had now, though; Tyler looked delicious. He licked his fingers a little and reached down as he pushed them into Tyler more forcefully than needed. Tyler cringed at the intrusion and clamped down hard on the digits invading him. He wanted to call out to someone to help, but his face still throbbed from the last punch.

"I bet Sean wasn't this rough with you, was he?" he whispered into Tyler's ear. Sean had not only used his brother for gratification, but Luke as well. Two sides to the same coin. "He loved you. You're his little fucking brother. I was just his fuck toy." He thrust into Tyler one quick time eliciting a cry from the boy. "You'll feel how made me feel."

Luke pulled his fingers out of Tyler. He pulled down his jeans, his hard cock bouncing up, bigger than either Ray or Allan. He spit into his hand and rubbed his cock before he plunged it into Tyler who could not help but scream out as the searing pain shot through him.

"Stop it!" cried Tyler. "Please! You're hurting me." He grit his teeth.

Luke laughed watching Tyler writhe beneath him. His futile efforts at breaking free amused Luke to no end. The older boy moved inside Tyler, wasting no time in raising his speed. With each push, Tyler winced and cried out as Luke ravaged his tight entrance over and over. Tyler tried his hardest to resist Luke, but his body was reacting against his own wishes and Luke took notice.

"Looks like our little bitch likes this." He grabbed Tyler by the chin. "Don't you, you little cocklover?" He pushed Tyler's face away and laughed. "I like it when they play hard to get."

"No..." whimpered Tyler.

"What was that?" Luke smacked him hard across the face. "Don't you say no to me."

Tyler could only sniffle and cry out as Luke continued his unrelenting attack on his hole. He gripped his hands tight hoping for some relief from the pain. Luke pounded Tyler, who took each with thrust a timid weep, and soon felt himself coming close.

"Get ready, I'm going to fill you up."

Luke groaned as he pushed into Tyler as far as he could, releasing every drop he had in him into the small boy. Tyler twitched as the force of Luke's cock on his spot forced him to come all over his stomach. Luke stayed there for a moment or two and then nodded to Allan and Ray to let go. He quickly pulled out of Tyler, redressed himself, grabbed Tyler's clothes, and tossed them on the boy.

"Get yourself cleaned up, you little whore," Luke sneered. "and don't fucking tell anyone about this, or I swear I'll beat you senseless. Don't worry, we'll keep coming back for more."

He and his friends left the forest with Tyler still shaking, as he lay there alone curled into a protective ball.

"Parker." He whispered. "Why couldn't you protect me?"

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Lemme just get this out the way real quick.

I'M NOT DEAD!

K, now that we've got that cleared up, time for some comments!

>>5563
> There better be some fucking darkness element.
> Can't wait though even if it doesn't

There is.

>>5473
> If I don't get an update sometime somewhat soon I think I'm going to go on a murderous rampage. MUST SEE NEXT UPDATE AND BATTLE!

o_o;

>>5493
> Its been too long. I can only conclude that OP has died. I would imagine due to too much surprise buttsecks. Would anyone like to say some kind words

...

>>5499
> Its been 10 days. Give it some time

Seriously... ~_~

>>5535
> Each time I check /elit/ and this story is not on the front page with a new edit I feel a teensy bit more depressed. It's just too much of a good story to let linger. Would sage but I really want the OP to see they still have some fans anxiously waiting their new work.

Don't do that. If you think it's bad now, with everyone trying to encourage me to write more, how much worse would it be when I'm depressed because the thread go saged?

>>5562
> Please!!! i need MOAR! Or ill turn into a SAD panda!
> This is one of the best storys ive EVER read.. Fuck Harry potter this beats it ten folded!

Panda... Right...

>>5571
> Join the club I was poster >>5535 and some before. You'll just be another one of us hoping the OP relapses from his/her coma he/she appears to be in.

I'm a guy, btw.

>>5601
I AM VERY MUCH SADDENED BY THIS

:)

>>5603
> I was so stoked to see that this had been bumped only to see that it was just another disappointed fan . . . . Its already been bumped so no need to sage.

Yeah, don't sage please.

>>5607
> This storys really imaginative and well written. You dont friggen find that anymore. Want moar =(

Thanks.

>>5612
> I became a sad panda as i saw this bumped but only by a sad fan D:

Only on one of the chans can you find death threats, promises to go on bloody rampages, and sad pandas all in the same thread.

>>5638
> I loved this story so much when I first read it so long ago. I wish it would be completed I AM VERY MUCH SADDENED BY THIS

Yeah... I have been writing this one for a while, haven't I? mmm.... I think it's time I pick things up.

>>5740
> please, dont make me hunt you down to force you to finish this epic story...

... Sad panda :D?

>>5743
> this does not belong in /elit/ it is way to good of a story i couldnt even fap to this i was so into the story please please please more!

Heh. Thanks

>>5745
> Dead OP is dead D:

God damnit, I'm not dead.

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The ends of Seth's mouth curled into a small smirk. Nature based fights were always the most interesting, in his opinion. Fire and lightning were the two most popular elements among humans, and while having many practical uses, they more often than not resulted in repetitive and bland patterns when used as primary modes of attack. Water, he knew, could be used for some extremely powerful, and in some cases beautiful defensive and offensive techniques. However, unless the user is fighting near a body of water, or in the midst of a storm, most mages find it to be a difficult element to use effectively. People specializing in the wind element were especially hard to come by, especially since no one had seen a Narevir in over one hundred years. Those using nature, however, were limited solely by their imagination and ability. This was indeed quite an imaginative attack.

His first instinct was to get out of the perimeter, out the range of Greve's roots, but he quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind. The Corporal was sure to expect such a course of action, and had to have had a plan devised for such situations. Furthermore, he would have some difficulty trying to hit him from such a range, as any attack would be analyzed and neutralized long before even harming the leaves on the tree.

A jagged gnarl of roots jutted from the ground, aimed directly for Seth’s right shoulder. The roots twisted to a sharp point as it grew closer, rapidly closing the gap between the ground and his arm. Quickly activating a speed spell, Seth dodged out of the way, only to be aimed at by another sharp twist of roots. Each spot he moved to was compromised by another lighting fast bundle of roots, so staying away from the attacks was quickly proving itself to be a losing battle.

Seth closed his eyes for a moment, and threw his hands out before him with both palms facing down. Each was glowing a slight red. The ground around him immediately lit ablaze, hindering any roots from even coming out of the ground for a good five foot radius. He simply held his hands out, watching the Corporal for his next move. There had to be more to such an elaborate setup.

Oh how right he was.

Greve already had his hands on the tree, eyes closed and brow wrinkled in concentration. The entire field of roots seemed to come alive as all about the field ten feet tall stalks jettisoned straight towards the sky, no more than four feet between each vine and the next as they filled the entire area around Seth. Each stalk looked no different than the ones that were just shooting out of the ground, aimed for their white haired nemesis. They swayed back and forth as if alive, each protrusion whipping sickeningly in the air like the tail of rat. Ataman was panting at this point, catching his breath from the exertion of unleashing one of his more powerful and draining attacks. It was his turn to wear a smile this time. Each gnarl of roots began to grow small lumps, which after a small period of time matured into flower buds. As the buds began to bloom, they released their seeds into the air of the battlefield. They hovered in mid air, fluttering about on the occasional wafts of wind that would pass through the branches.

Seth was analyzing the floating seeds as soon as they were airborne. They were all thick with Atamans energy, his personal signature, so it was reasonable to assume that Greve could still control the seeds while in mid-air. He could only hope that the corporal had never thought of it. Seth waved his hand in an arc in front of himself, abandoning his fire spell and sending a wave of air to disperse some of the seeds. His efforts were proved meaningless as some them came from behind him and planted themselves firmly in his shirt. They immediately set to growing, imbedding little green roots into the fibers of his training clothes before attempting to burrow, further still, into his skin.

His shirt was immediately ablaze, stopping the growth before it could spread to his body. Breathing temporarily ceased to be an option as Seth set about establishing a barrier of wind to protect himself. The wall of angrily swirling air shredded any seeds that came near, effectively halting the bizarre attack. Through the churning dam of air, he saw what he had feared the most from his opponent. The seeds were churning and moving, amassing for one grand attack at the whim of their conjurer. Nearly all of the floating seeds emitted by the still standing branches congregated together into one area to fester; the group growing larger and larger as more were spewed into the air. They seethed and churned, roots filling the gaps between each seed until they formed a crux of jagged edges; a sphere of spiked substratum material.

The situation was proving to be mildly frustrating.

Seth dropped the wall of air to prepare for his next move, closing his eyes to concentrate better on the task at hand. As the conglomeration of still growing roots screamed towards the white haired mage, he simply stood in place, unmoving as if he had resigned himself to his fate. Greve almost considered halting his attack, but knew that his opponent had to be planning something. He drove the roots at him full force, intent on ending the fight with one final move. Just before his attack would have made contact, the unthinkable happened.

Red eyes snapped open, framed by equally blood red hair that fell all around his face. The moment those eyes opened, the floating bulk of roots burst into flames, every inch of surface area lit ablaze by the merciless fire. In the span of a couple of seconds, the throng of roots was reduced to smoke in the air by the attack, leaving behind almost no trace that they had ever existed. Greve was stunned, to say the least, that such an attack was so easily dealt with. The boy wasn’t even breathing heavily. The corporal took quick stock of himself, checking to see how energy much he had left for one final attack. ‘I may be able to pull that off...’ he thought to himself as he weighed his options. He knew that it would leave him with almost no energy, but there would be no better way to test his opponent than to bring out his all.

Deciding upon his course of action, Greve jumped into the shroud of his tree’s leaves; before Seth would have a chance to unleash an attack, he hoped. He sat down at the center of the branches, crossed his legs, and quickly sought out that silent center, the quiet core of his being. As soon as he felt the connection, he channeled it through his body, moving it with a deep breath from the tip of his head down to the souls of his crossed feet. This was going to be his last attack in this battle, one way or another.

As soon as Seth felt Greve’s energy hike itself up, he knew something big was coming. The ground started to shake with the unseen, but not unfelt force of an intense attack. ‘He must be trying to wrap this up,’ thought Seth as he turned towards the lonely tree. As if reading his thoughts, the effects of the attack began to make themselves known. Each root based protrusion was growing once more, along with countless other new ones, into a dense forest in the middle of the scorching desert. The trees were packed together so tightly, in fact, that Seth was having a considerable amount of trouble moving. It was not until he jumped up into the branches of the growing trees that he could move with an acceptable amount of freedom. This was, of course, a mistake.

He had no sooner planted his feet on the branches than the onslaught had begun. Spikes rained down from all directions, limiting movement more than the thick trees had. Spores filled the air, threatening to ingrain themselves into his very being and destroy him from within. Leaves, honed razor sharp with magic, flew from as many directions as the mind could process, shredding and tearing any other plants that got in between them and their target. Massive plants with mouths and teeth, the likes of which S eth had never seen before, sprouted from the foliage around him with attempts to bite off parts of his body whole. Acid, dripping down from the vines all around him, fell dangerously close to landing on his arms, and any place the baleful slime landed became one less option for him to use for escape.

Greve listened to the attack and watched for what movement he could, unable to get a full view due to the thick branches between himself and his opponent. “I believe I overdid it a bit... hopefully I didn’t kill him.” With that, Greve ended the attack. Much to his surprise, when he sent out the mental command that would retract all of the plants, nothing happened. Not even a budge. He strengthened the command, surging what left over power he had left into the effort to recall his miniature forest, but still no results. He quickly ran over the reasons as to why such a thing would be happening, before getting his answer in the form of a slight glow that bled through the cracks and holes between the branches. “There is no way...” he said incredulously, pure shock strewn across his green features.

The iridescent glow grew brighter and stronger, eventually getting to the point that Greve had to cover his eyes from the light. When it was once more dark enough for him to re-open his eyes, the branches obstructing his view were all but gone. In the midst of spikes, jagged teeth, leaves and seeds stood the formerly white haired mage; his eyes and hair now standing out in a deep sage, startlingly darker than the surrounding green light. Both hands hung idly at his side, being of no use to the control needed to perform such an awe inspiring move. Those green orbs for eyes seemed to capture everything, losing nothing in their infinite gaze. If Greve hadn't known any better, he would swear he was looking into the eyes of the nature incarnate Himself.

As that thought crossed his mind, the forest of trees around him began to collapse to the ground, every tree rapidly fading away with a loud rumble. Greve's head shot around, looking all around in search for an explanation to his tree's rapid size reduction. He was long past trying to fight back; it was obviously futile. The corporal could only watch as his once mighty forest of trees continually receded to the ground. It did not take long for most of them to diminish completely, and after a few short moments they were totally gone from sight. No branch was left above the sand, no leaf within sight as Seth did his work of dismantling what Greve had so painstakingly built. He continued to stare at Greve for a moment, before closing his eyes in concentration. The glow around him grew deeper and denser, actually hindering Greve's view as he tried to look through it. The magic was so thick in the air that it seemed as if it was actually affecting the way light was traveling through it.

The corporal just stared on with a slack jaw. None of this should have been remotely possible. Not only was the boy doing what was, up until now, considered inconceivable to someone of Ataman's skill level, he was doing it without breaking a sweat. The base of roots began to diminish underneath the ground. From one edge of the perimeter to the other, they quickly shriveled into nothing beneath the sand.
Greve let out a startled gasp. The entire radix was unraveling itself before his very eyes. A glance at Seth revealed that his position had not changed at all, nor had his facial expression. His eyes were still closed, and his hands still hanging limply at his sides. Despite all the roots being gone, the original tree Greve had produced stood proudly at the center of the rapidly shrinking base. Sand dropped back down to its normal level as the roots disappeared from beneath it. The roots diminished in a wave almost identical to the one they had formed as they spread. For Greve, it was like time had reversed itself and his spell was simply being re-wound, re-gathered for storage and use at a later time.

Ataman thought the boy would be done when the roots were gone. His theory was only confirmed, in his mind, when Seth began to walk after almost all of the roots were gone. Much to his surprise, however, he was not. Shortly after reaching his destination, Seth put his right hand on the rough bark. In similar fashion, the tree began to shrivel up, each branch shrinking back into the main trunk until they could no longer be distinguished.

The corporal stood in the sand, utterly flabbergasted by what had just taken place, his mind racing in an attempt to explain away what could not possibly be true. His gaze was riveted on Seth, who was still standing in place with his hand on what remained of the tree. The air around him still radiated with the deep green.

After a moment of tense waiting, the rest of the tree that was in still in the ground started to dither away. It shrank and dissolved until all that was left was a single point of wood; no larger than a grain of rice in Seth's hand. The green glow gradually softened until it could no longer be seen through the harsh light of the sun. Seth walked up to his commanding officer, eyes and hair back to normal, and stuck his hand out with the seed in his palm.

“I believe this is yours, Sir,” he said, his voice and face carrying the traces of a smile.

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(ANIME) [LOLI] (NYMPH), [ECCHI]

Paid for her afternoon of fun, Alma does what any other Merkolovian teen does when they have money- Go shopping with friends!

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- 6:12 P.M. -
- Living Room -

"Well? How'd it go?" asks Lina, smiling as she and Alma sat on the couch.

The two were dressed in the same clothes from earlier in the day, Lina in just a worn yellow T-shirt and small pink panties, Alma wearing a red sleeveless shirt, pleated blue skirt and white socks.

Alma herself was all smiles at the question and was more than willing to answer.

"It was A-MA-SING!" answers Alma happily. "It felt SOOOOOOOO, SOOOOOO good! I came fifteen times at LEAST in the first 'session'."

"Wow." Comments Lina smile.

"After I was able to rest up, Vin's wife joined in and I came at least ten times more! The thing is though, both of them were focused completely on me, making me feel so good and coming over and over, they actually said I wasn't allowed to pleasure them, just lay back and enjoy. It made me feel really special. When it was finally over the bed was soaked in my cum!"

"Heh, well you certainly enjoyed yourself huh?"

"I sure did! Having sex with a man felt SOOOOOO great, I'm really jealous that your being selfish with dad now. Can you please share him with me?" replies Alma, soon looking towards her sister with a pleading expression.

"Nope." States Lina flatly with a grin. "He's all ours."

"Awww come on!" whines Alma. "You can't keep him all to yourself!"

"I'm not, technically." Adds Lina.

"You know what I mean!"

"Nope, it's non-negotiable." States Lina, folding her arms over her chest.

"Come on, I'll do what ever you want in exchange…" suggests Alma with a smiling blush and leaning close to her twin.

"Heh, you have nothing I want."

Alma's face quickly contorts in a frown, before she leans away and folds her arms over her chest and pouts.

"Ohhhh, your being so stingy!"

"Hehehe… look at you…" giggles Lina. "Your so eager for cock now, you're begging for me to share dad with you. I bet you like cock more than sex with another girl now huh?"

"Well there both great." Answers Alma.

"Which do you like more though?"

"Well sex with a guy, only because it's new to me, it felt so new a different from the pleasure I usually know with you."

"Well that's certainly understandable." Replies Lina. "Too bad you won't get to enjoy that pleasure with dad." She adds, teasing.

"It's not like I need your permission anyway!" snaps Alma. "I can go have sex with dad if I really wanted regardless if you liked it or not."

"Oh really?" comments Lina with a smirk.

"Yeah, really, I'm not scared of you."

At this remark, Lina could find nothing to say to it, while before their move into the house, she might have hurt Alma for advancing on their dad sexually, which was proven shortly after the move, afterwards, Lina's threats had become empty, she was bluffing and Alma was calling her on it.

Alma realized her sisters silence and grinned.

"Heh, the last of your power over me is gone."

"W-Whatever…" quickly comments Lina, looking away from her twin. "Go Frak dad all you want, I don't care." She adds in a flat out lie.

"That's such a lie, you do care." Replies Alma, before lowering her arms from her chest and looking to her sister with more of a wondering expression. "What's so bad about sharing dad with me? You have no problem sharing him with Hailey."

"Hailey's the exception because she's Dad's actual, biological kid, she's entitled to him."

"And I'm not while you are? That makes no freaking sense."

"Fine, you want to know the reason why I don't want to share dad with you?" questions Lina, looking to her sister with a frown.

"Yes, of course, this is like the only thing we fight about."

Following Alma's comment, Lina looks away from her twin, turning her head away before answering, lowly…

"I don't want dad to forget about me."

"What are you talking about? Dad wouldn't forget about you."

"You don't know that, your newer, better… not brok-well, newer and better."

"That's it?" questions Alma. "That's the whole reason you want dad all to yourself, because your afraid dad would forget about you simply because your older?"

"You don't understand…" states Lina. "There's no way you could, you're not in my position."

"Lina…" states Alma, with a saddened look on her face. "How can you say that? It's like you think of yourself as some kind of object, or toy that'll be tossed away when something new comes."

"Well it's what I'm afraid of." Replies Lina.

"Lina…" states Alma, moving next to her sister and placing a hand to her shoulder. "You're not an object or thing that can be just tossed away or forgotten, you’re a person, a living, breathing person. You shouldn't think of yourself as something that can be forgotten about, after all, dad loves us both. We may not be his daughters by blood, like Hailey is, but he loves us, you know that."

As Lina heard the words of encouragement from her twin, she began to silently cry, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Both girls were surprised when they hear Gene comment…

"Alma's right…"

The girls father stood at the entrance of the living room, smiling a little, before walking towards the two and kneeling down in front of Lina and brushing back some of her hair from her face.

"I've told you before Lina, I wouldn't forget about you, especially because of Alma, I'd never forget about you, you neither Alma. I love you both, just like I love Hailey."

With the encouragement from Gene, Lina manages to hold back bursting into a loud crying, though more tears leave her eyes before she quickly leans forward onto Gene, burying her face into his shoulder, which Gene looks a little surprised about before wrapping his arms around her.

"Think better of yourself, ok?" requests Gene, rubbing Lina's back, before the crying teen slowly nods her head against his shoulder. "You're not a thing to me Lina." Adds Gene. "You’re a person. You may have come into this world differently, but you're still a person."

After about thirty seconds, Lina pulls away from her dad, wiping her tears away, before asking…

"You really don't think of me as a thing… just something you've created?"

"Of course not." Quickly replies Gene. "I admit, it may have been true earlier in your life, but it's not anymore, I don't see you as a thing, you're a person with feelings and I'll never forget you."

Lina smiles a little at Gene's statement.

"You promise?"

"Absolutely…" answers Gene, returning the smile and lifting his left hand up to Lina's right cheek. "So stop being so insecure about this."

"Ok…" answers Lina, giving a bigger smile and a faint blush on her cheeks.

"See!?" quickly chimes in Alma, grasping Lina's left arm and leaning against her. "I told you dad wouldn't forget about you, he loves us both. Although, he did lie a little."

"What do you mean?" questions Gene.

"When you said you love us like you do Hailey, I think it's safe to say that you love Hailey more than you do us, but that's ok, I'm fine with that."

"Well…" states Gene.

"It's really ok dad." States Lina, wiping the lingering tears from her eyes. "So don't try to make up something."

"Ok then." Replies Gene with a smile and a brief chuckle. "I do love Hailey more."

"Well…" states Lina, before looking towards Alma with a small smile. "I'll agree to share dad with you."

"Really?" asks Alma happily.

Gene, meanwhile simply gave an embarrassed smile and sweatdrop.

"Yeah… what you guys said to me made me feel a lot better. I was acting really selfish, like a little kid, [SIZE="1"]no offence to you hailey…[/SIZE] I just felt threatened by you Alma, your newer and better."

"Hey." Cuts in Gene. "Alma may be newer than you, but she's not necessarily better than you."

"Alma can do more than I can."

"There's not much that Alma can do that you can't."

"Alma has a better electronic brain than my damaged one. Mom can only fix my living brain."

"Heh, your just nitpicking Lina." Comments Gene. "There was only minor damage to the computer in your head."

"It may be nitpicking, but it's true." Replies Lina. "My OS is six years old, it would be stupid of you NOT to give Alma a better one."

Gene simply chuckles.

"So you want a hardware update, that's it?"

"Well…"

Alma quickly chimed in with a question.

"Is that possible? I mean, could that safely be done?"

"Sure, it can be done." Answers Gene, smiling as he sees the look of interest on Lina's face that she failed to hide. "The computer isn't a vital part, so it could actually be completely removed with little effects, you just wouldn't be able to store large amounts of information like you can easily do now, heh, you'd be normal like the rest of us, so an upgrade isn't impossible. Afterall, I planned to allow you guys OS's to be changed and updated as you grow. You wouldn't want an old or outdated OS when you're an adult right?"

"Ohh, that's great!" states Alma.

"Actually Lina…" states Gene, looking to the teen. "You've actually been due for an OS upgrade for awhile, ever since Alma was made. You were just so against anymore lab visits that I didn't think you'd be willing or interested."

After this comment, Lina looks down a little, stating lowly…

"Most of my memories there aren’t exactly good."

"I know." States Gene. "So I didn't suggest it."

"Well, since everything is out in the open now, I'll think about agreeing to get the upgrade."

"Ok." Answers Gene. "Oh, by the way, about sharing me, it's not like you can't join Alma."

"Oh, that's right!" quickly adds Alma happily. "We can Frak dad together!"

An immediate smile comes to Lina's face.

"I'd like that."

"Oh! I nearly forgot!" gasps Gene, lifting his right hand, revealing his Comm. "Your share of the payment from Vin."

"Oh yeah!" quickly states Alma happily. "I get paid for that awesome time I had too!"

"Each of you turn on your Comms." States Gene, opening a window above his.

"K…" answers the two girls as they lift there Comms and bring up the main menu window above it.

After a few button presses from Gene on the window above his Comm, Lina and Alma see on theirs, a 'receiving…' message, before a bing sounds and a second, smaller window appears to the side of the larger one, detailing an eight hundred additional credits added to their initial one hundred.

"Wow, nine hundred." Comments Alma with a smile. "I can't wait to go shopping now!"

While Alma was clearly happy, Lina on the other hand, looked a little less than enthused, wearing only a small smile on her face. Alma soon notices the mildly happy expression and questions…

"Something wrong Lina?"

"No, not really." Answers Lina.

"If it's 'not really', then there is something wrong, come on, tell me, we just solve one issue." Urges Alma.

"Ok…" replies Lina with a sigh, before looking to her twin. "Well, it kinda bothers me that I'm benefiting from what your doing and I'm doing nothing."

"What? You mean the money?" questions Alma.

"Yeah." Answers Lina. "I know you may not find anything wrong with it, but, it doesn't quite sit well with me."

"I'm willingly doing this though." States Alma with a smile. "I just want to share what I get with you."

"I know you do, but I can't help it with the way I feel about it. I'm happy that your willing to share, but it still bothers me… maybe…" states Lina, before looking down a little in thought for a brief moment. "Maybe I can start doing what you do again, earn my own share of the money."

Both, Alma and Gene looked surprised at what Lina was suggesting, though Alma's shock passes first.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah, afterall, I could set conditions on what I want, just like you did. Plus, it's not like I'm unable to do what you do, I was just too much of a liability for dad to use, but now with everything revealed, if I wanted to join you in getting paid to have sex, I'm sure I could, right dad?"

The two girls though quickly see the grin on Gene's face before her attention turns to the girls. "U-uh, r-right."

Lina though quickly frowns.

"I bet you were thinking about the money you could bring in with me doing it too."

Gene could do nothing but smile.

"Well…" he starts, "Just think about it, not only could you two be with two different clients, but both of you could be with the same one and I could charge much more."

"You really are greedy!" gasps Lina in playful anger, using her left foot to push the man onto his back and keeping her foot on his chest. "You didn't even question me about it like Alma did."

Alma grins and quickly presses her right, socked foot against Gene's crotch, causing him to gasp lightly.

"Being greedy can be a bad thing… Maybe we should punish you."

"Ohhh! I like that idea!" quickly agrees Lina.

"Hehe, your own creations, punishing you for your greed…" states Alma, looking down to her dad and pressing her foot into his crotch a little more forcefully, bringing a slight gasp from him, though he smiles at the playful threats. "How would you feel about that?" adds Alma, her cheeks gaining a blush.

"Heh, well, I can't say I would be against it." Answers Gene.

"You definitely deserved to be punished!" States Lina, getting to her feet, looking down to her father with a devious grin. "But it's not much of a punishment if you wouldn't be against it." She adds, before lifting her left bare foot from her dads chest and placing it on his face. "How's my foot smell?" she teases, moving her foot around on Gene's face.

Alma though, glancing down to her Comm, and remembering the money she now had, quickly comments…

"Hey wait Lina, how about we punish dad later?"

"Aww, why?" questions Lina, looking back to her twin. "I'm starting to get into it."

"Well, it's nearly six thirty, it'll being getting dark soon and I want to go shopping before then."

"Hmm, well I do too… Fine…" replies Lina, before removing her foot from Gene's face. "You're free for now, take us to the store instead." She adds, before Alma removes her foot from her dads crotch, allowing him to stand.

"Guess I got lucky then." Jokes Gene.

"Lucky for now." Comments Lina. "This delay just gives us more time to plan out how to punish you."

"Ohh, I'm scared now." Playfully comments Gene, as he walks out of the living room.

"You will be!" replies Lina with a smile, causing Alma to giggle from the exchange, before gasping with an idea.

"Oh, hey, why don't we invite Sakura?"

"Really?" asks Lina, looking back to her twin with a smile and blush.

"Yeah, she can probably point out some nice stuff to buy… I'll call her…" replies Alma, before lifting her Comm and dialing her friends Comm.

Another window soon appears, revealing Sakura and judging by the view of the sky, it was clear she was outside.

"Hey Alma, what's up?" greets Sakura with a smile.

"Hey." Replies Alma. "Me and Lina are going to go shopping, I was wondering if you'd like to come with us."

"You have really good timing! I was just heading to the Mall! I just left the house." Replies Sakura happily.

"Oh, really? That's great!"

"Yeah it is! It's always better to go out shopping with others." States Sakura. "I'll be there in a little bit ok?"

"Ok!"

The window closes and both Alma and Lina are smiling, and Lina quickly heads to the stairs, commenting…

"I have a reason to get dressed now."

"I'll wait here for Sakura." States Alma.

It was just a few moments after Lina had left upstairs before the doorbell rung and Alma getting up and opening the door, revealing her smiling Blonde-haired friend, who wore a Purple T-shirt and jeans, as well as a skateboard-shaped object strapped to her back with the black strap going across her chest.

"Hey Sakura." Greets Alma, quickly noticing what she was carrying. "You have an airboard?"

"Yep, got it for my birthday, I hardly ever walk anymore when I'm outside." Replies Sakura.

"I bet it's fun to ride, maybe I should buy me one."

"It takes a bit of getting used to, but yeah, it is fun." Answers Sakura. "Where's Lina?"

"She's getting dressed, our dad is gonna take us."

"Oh, ok, can I wait with you inside?"

"Oh, sure." Quickly replies, Alma, stepping aside to let her friend in.

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- About fifteen minutes later -
- Local Mall -

"So what store should we check out first?" questions Alma happily as she, Lina; who was dressed in a sleeve-less shirt and shorts, and Sakura, who still carried her Airboard strapped to her back, walks through the mall, with stores to their left and right.

Alma was particularly happy as this was her first group outing with her sister and her friend Sakura.

And to any other person, the trio simply looked like any normal group of friends out shopping.

"Oh, how about we buy some clothes?" suggests Sakura, pointing to the a nearby clothing store to the left.

"Good idea!" quickly replies Lina. "I haven't had any new clothes in so long!" she adds, taking her sister and Sakura with each hand and heading to the store.

It didn’t take long for the three to begin finding clothes they liked as they looked through the selection the store carried. Sakura and Lina particularly enjoyed teasing Alma with offering her clothes that would reveal quite a bit of skin. Alma though also brought on the teasing as a few revealing clothes caught her eye.

The 'real' fun began as the girl's decided to try on a few of their choices, using the dressing rooms at the back of the store. There were three free rooms so, neither had to take turns. It started out rather calm, the girl's showing off their choice of clothing to each other as they exited the rooms, though eventually, the clothing slowly started to get smaller and smaller, Sakura and Lina were just fine with the more revealing clothing, but as anticipated, Alma was getting more embarrassed and even more reluctant to reveal herself with each change.

"Come on Alma." Urges Sakura with a grin, wearing a small, solid purple two-piece swimsuit with side-tie bottoms, which also had a revealing diamond-shaped cut-out in the front, only revealing the skin of her pubic mound, but it was quite close to the crotch. "I bet it looks good on you!" the bulge of her abdomen from the developing egg inside her was also clearly showing, there was no question to anyone looking at her that the blonde teen was pregnant.

"I've never worn a swimsuit before." Whines Alma behind the dressing room door. "Especially a two-piece. I feel like I'm just wearing underwear."

"But it's not underwear." States Lina, grinning as well, wearing a slightly more revealing two-piece swimsuit than Sakura's, with simply smaller area's of fabric covering her important parts.

"Do I have to come out?" questions Alma.

"You’re the one that picked it out." States Sakura. "Of course you have to come out and show us how it looks on you!"

"Ok… here I come…" answers Alma nervously.

The door soon opens and Alma walks out, clearly nervous and embarrassed, placing her hands over her crotch with her cheeks a bright red.

"It looks great on you!" quickly states Sakura.

"She's right." Adds Lina. "It does look good on you."

"Really?" asks Alma.

The swimsuit Alma wore was pretty average, considering the smaller coverage of Sakura and Lina's swimsuits, Lina's swimsuit was a simple white with pink hearts decorating it. Though the pink hearts were specifically positioned; on the bra, a heart was positioned directly over where her nipple's were, and the bottom of the swimsuit, the front hidden by Alma's hands, one of the many hearts were positioned directly in the middle of the triangle shape of the bottoms and a second heart was position directly were her labia were, though it was mostly hidden, only being revealed if she sat down.

"Really!" confirms Sakura. "It looks cute on you."

"It sure does." Adds Lina.

"Heh…" smiles Alma, blushing now from the complements.

"Ok!" mildly cheers Sakura. "Time to show off our sexy underwear!" she adds, quickly heading back to her dressing room and Lina quickly agreeing and returning to her room too, leaving Alma with her face reddened.

"We're trying on the underwear too?" whines Alma.

"Yeah!" answers Sakura behind the door. "I can't want to see you in that sexy bra and panties you picked out yourself."

"Yeah…" chimes in Lina. "I didn't think you would pick something like that."

Alma simply groans in embarrassment, with a sweatdrop.

(>_<I'm totally making an awkward moment right now "I didn't think I'd be trying it on so soon, and in the store…"

"Heheh…" giggles both of the girl's in the rooms.

Just four minutes later, Sakura and Lina leave their rooms and happily comment on each other's underwear, which were quite similar with slight differences, each wore a lacy underwear, Lina's being a light purple and Sakura's a deep black. The bra Lina wore lacked straps over her shoulders, similar to a tube-top, while Sakura's, covering her smaller breasts, was the more usual, with the straps over her shoulders.

The bottom piece of their set was similar in difference; the main feature of Lina's was the 'very' deep V-cut the panties had in the front, the point of the 'V' just a few centimeters from revealing her clitoral hood. The back of the panties had a similar V-cut, which focused a persons view on crevice of the two cheeks of her butt.

Sakura's panties, were, simply put, tiny. A G-string that 'barely' covered her labia, so much so that her clitoral hood was in constant view.

The two happily giggled and playfully teased each other on their choices, though eventually, they turned their attention to Alma's still closed door.

"Come on Alma." States Sakura.

"Let's see it!" adds Lina happily.

"I-I don't know…" comes Alma's embarrassed reply. "I'd much rather be wearing the swimsuit now, I can't believe I picked this out myself!" she whines. "This is something that you guys would probably wear."

"Come on, I bet you look really cute and sexy in it!" urges Sakura.

After a few seconds, Alma's door opens, slowly, before she reveals just her head, her face red as she looks around…

"The other customers aren’t looking are they?"

"They don't care about us back here." States Sakura. "Come on and show us how it looks!"

"O-Ok…"

Alma slowly walks from the door, revealing her choice of lingerie, which actually seemed to be a sort of combo of Lina and Sakura's. The top of the set Alma wore consisted of primarily, a light purple strip of fabric above and below her breasts, which were only hidden by a pink, slightly transparent lace, a gentle breeze would be all that was needed for her breasts to be revealed.

The lower half, the panties, were surprisingly, smaller than even Sakura's, consisting of just a few strings, one wrapping around her waist and the other, threading between the lips of her labia and the crevice of her rear, though, like her breasts, a pink, slightly transparent lace wrapped around her waist, like a pointlessly short skirt. While her crotch was hidden, it would only take a slight breeze or even walking to reveal the two swelling lips between her legs.

"Hehe, you look so cute!" quickly states Sakura. "Especially with your face so red. Heh, you look a little sexy too."

"You sure do." Adds Lina, before quickly looking behind her to see that no one in the store were paying attention to them, before she walks towards her twin, placing a hand on her shoulder and the other to Alma's smooth navel-less belly. "Kinda makes me want to…" she starts, with a grin and blush.

Lina's hand on her belly started to slide downward and Alma's face reddened even more as she quickly grasps her sisters hand.

"Lina no! What are you doing!?" quickly states Alma, in a loud whisper. "We're in public!"

"I don't mind." States Lina. "You look so delicious wearing that." She adds, before her hand on Alma's shoulder moves down towards her sisters rear.

"Linaaaaaa!" whines Alma.

To Alma's relief, the sexual teasing didn't last too long and the trio returned to trying on different clothes, which only lasts about ten more minutes before the group headed to the checkout to buy their collection of clothing. Lina was clearly the leader in the amount of clothing…

"Geez… nine hundred credits can disappear so freaking fast!" complains Lina, as the three walk out of the store with their bags of clothing, though Lina carried two bags.

"I tried to warn you." States Alma. "You were getting way too much, it's just the first store too."

"Hehehe…" giggles Sakura. "Cheap prices are great, but can add up quick."

Lina simply groans.

"I couldn't help myself…"

"Anyway…" starts Alma. "Where should we go next?"

"How about some food?" suggests Sakura.

"Yeah, ok." Replies Alma. "Then after, I could go buy me an Airboard like yours."

"Ok, let's go!" states Sakura happily.

END

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A Bond of Brothers by The Dimentsional Witch.
Warnings: M/M, Incest.

I. Heaven Is the Feeling I Get In Your Arms

Allen was in his bed, tears running down his face. He couldn't hold back that he was going to be alone and seperated from his best friend, lover and brother. Terrence was set to be deployed in the next 48 hours for Afghanistan. He knew that his chances for coming back in one piece were mixed, but he couldn't help the pain of being seperated from him for so long. He wanted to die right then and there. His parents knew he wouldn't take the news of his brother leaving for war well, but they had no idea it would lead to this. He'd done so well when Terrence went off to boot camp and with all his other service time, that they really didn't see this coming. He'd locked himself in his room, wouldn't eat, wouldn't come out and wouldn't let anyone in, including his brother.

Terrence told his parents he'd talk to him and they were sure he'd know what to say to calm his little brother's fears. For awhile even he had been confident of his own words until he approach Allen's room. Hearing the deep uncontrolable sobbing made his heart speed up and a deep ache was inside of him. Until that very moment a lot things weren't clear for Terrence. He was just realizing he was in love with his brother. He didn't take into consideration how much he'd miss him. He leaned on the door an slid to the floor, to sit in front of it.

"Damn you Terry! I hate you so much for leaving me!" He heard coming in a muffled cry from the other side of the door. Terry buried his head into his lap as he listened to the sorrowful, angry words Allen used.

"Son of a bitch! I thought you loved me! You bastard! I thought... you..." Allen trailed off. Terrence retched somewhere inside from his feelings. He didn't want to go now. Had he only known a years earlier that he'd feel this way about anyone, let alone his own baby brother, he would never have signed at that school job fair. All he did these days was dream about Allen and his chance to be with him. All those times in the night during storms he'd come and climb in his bed instead of going to their parent's room. Everyone of those nights they kissed and touched each other until the sun came up. How much he wanted to console him now.

Terrence noticed there was now silence coming from Allen's room, and could only assume that he had fallen asleep. So, he picked the lock and stepped inside it. He knew their parents would leave them be as long as Allen was like this, but relocked the door behind himself anyway.

"Allen! Allen!" He whispered tip toeing over to the bed where Allen was laying in a fetal curl.

"Baby Al." He whispered in a sing song voice. He sat down on the bed next to Allen. He pulled him until Allen's back was against his thigh. He rubbed his young brother's head. He knew it always calmed him down. He wanted nothing more than to keep Al to himself, kiss him and make him his. He rubbed the tyounger teen and Allen's eyes slid part ways open. The serenity and truth of his words were just the angry things charging through his heart wanting to not understand.

"Baby, wake up and talk to me. I don't want to leave you like this." Terrence pleaded. When Allen realized who was talking to him he jumped up fast and was about to argue with Terrence but anything he had to say disappeared when he looked at his brother. Terrence face was streaked in tears that he couldn't hear when he spoke to him. He was sad again and grabbed onto his big brother.

They both sat in the silence and darkness holding onto each other for a time, rocking each other in their arms to console their feelings of losing one another.

"Baby, I love you so much. I'm sorry." Terrence spoke.

"Don't call me that. I'm not a baby anymore. I'm seventeen, and I'm a man now. You can't call me that anymore." Allen replied

"I'm sorry Allen, you're right, but, do you know why we call you Baby Al?" Terrence asked.

"No, why?"

"It was because, when mom and dad brought you home, my 5th birthday was coming up. It was a literally a week to the day of my birthday. Mom and Dad told me that you were my baby too and I was suppose to protect you. They told me you were my early birthday gift, and you've been the best thing in my life since that day. So, when I call you Baby Al, I'm not really saying it to treat you like a kid. I've always thought of you as a gift to me." Terrence explained.

Allen looked at Terrence with the biggest brown eyes for a moment before taking in the whole story, when the tears came back again. He buried his head in his brother's chest and grabbed onto him tightly, both happy and sad from the story his big brother told him. He closed his eyes and stroked his brother's sides. Even in the darkness he could see his brother was aroused. He slid his hands over his big brother's lap, inciting a small gasp from him. Terry looked down at him, knowing what this meant.

"Terry, please make love to me. It's the only thing we haven't done, and I want you to be my first." He looked into his brother's gray eyes. "Please, Terry." Allen pleaded with him.

"I locked the door. We'll have to be even more quiet than usual. We don't have thunder and rain to cover the sound of our voices now." He replied to his brother's request. He grazed his mouth across Allen's lips as his spoke. He could taste all those tears that dried there as his tongue moved across them.

"OK, I promise."

It was no secret that Allen was the seducer in this relationship. Terrence was rather happy when he realized that the feelings he had for his brother were a mutual fact. All those nights, when thunder and lightining rattled the sky outside, Allen played out his growing libido on his brother. Terrence just let him do whatever his desires urged of him. Tonight though, would be a different world. It was his turn to show his baby brother how he truly felt about him.

In the light of the shadows in the room, he laid his baby brother back down on the bed. Terrence's gaze was all Allen could see at the moment, gray eyes glowing in the moonglow. He layed in between Allen's legs, pressing his body to the matress with all of his weight. Allen gasped at the dominating feel of his brother on top of him. The light of the moon filtered through the blinds and onto Allen's frame. Terrence could feel all the excitement in the rise and fall of his brother's body as he laid there. Allen's hands reached for face and wiped away the trail of tears he see on his brothers face. Terrence pressed his lips against the fingers as they traced over his lips. He sucked them into his mouth and made Allen gasp at the feelling of Terrence's tongue and teeth on the pads of his fingers.

Their gaze stayed fixed on each other but the excitement was also rising. Allen was moaning and rocking his hips against his big brother to get more. He needed more from him. Terrence watched his brother as he did a greedy little hump against his crotch. Allen's mouth was open, panting eagerly, and his tongue would come out every now and then to wet his lips. Terrence bit his lips as the sight swallowed him and he began grinding to meet his brother's body. The boy writhed eagerly to touch a little more of his big brother each time, his eyes still locked on him, his fingers held deep inside his bother mouth. Feeling the wetness and stiff tongue made his heart pound and his flesh was set on fire. Normally, if he got nothing else from the man, this feeling would surely tip him over the edge. But not know, right now, he needed every inch of his brother to fill him and be come on with him. He needed to pulled from his sadness with his love.

Allen pulled his fingers from the moist warm mouth. "Please big brother, if I'm your gift, make love to me." It was the last time Allen would ever have to ask. Terrence sat up and looked at Allen. He pulled off his brother's sweat pants, he didn't have anything on otherwise, seeing as he'd just got out the shower earlier. The reveal of his brother's erection from inside the lose fitting jogging pants urged him on. It laid erect against Allen's athletic body as he was writhing for more touch. Terrence pulled his shirt off over his head, his dog tags falling free and glinting in the moonlight was a reminder to Allen of the desperation in his heart for his brother's love.

"You can do it." He reached up as Terrence slid out of his jeans and boxers. He pulled his big brother back down on top of him and into a kiss. He sucked the tongue offered as they resumed the grinding session. Terrence reached for his brother's night stand and dug inside the drawer for the massage oil he knew would be there. He moved off to the side of his brother, but he jestured for him to keep his legs spread. He popped the cap open and squeezed a liberal amount down the exposed underside of Allen's cock. It slid smooth down his length and in between his cheeks.The cool feeling of the oils sliding over him made Allen sigh, his body was thrilled at anything Terrence did to him.

Terrence's hand moved over his brother slathering everything between his thighs in oil, his two fingers slid into his brother, and Allen whined at his brother's touch. He kept to it until Allen was grinding down on his fingers. He pressed his mouth over Allen as his fingers moved inside him. The energy in Allen was frenetic, he couldn't keep still it felt like he was being sentinto overdrive.

"Oh God, Yes!" Allen panted over terrence's mouth as his brother touch him.

"Uh, Terry! I need more!" He moaned into his mouth. "It feels so good! More!"

Terrence removed his fingers from his brother, squirted another liberal helping of the oil into his palm, and slicked his cock down. He moved back on top of Allen and lined himself up with his brother. The look in Allen's eyes was urgent. Terrence wanted to be his everything. As he pushed into him, he inched in, bit by bit and Allen grabbed his brother's shoulders at the pain of being stretched. Allen's breath came in fast pants until he was seated on Terrence's cock to the hilt. He tried his hardest not to move until Allen was ready.

"How 're you feeling?"

"Uh, I feel hot all over. I feel... so hot-uh." He moaned under his brother. Terrence began moving inside his brother, his mouth hovering just out of touch of his tongue. His strokes were easy and slow giving Allen time to adjust before he went any faster. Allen dug into Terrence's mouth with a need he'd never seen in his brother before. He pushed into Allen sharply hitting the a-spot and Allen gasped as his head pressed into the pillow behind him. His eyes flashed wide open as he arched up into his brother, pressing his cock snugly between their stomachs. The dual feel was driving Allen mad, he panted wildly as Terrence sped up.

Terrence moved faster with every stroke until his baby brother was choking on his own breath. Allen's body stayed stiff as he catchiong terrence's every pump. The changing expressions on Allen's face drove Terrence higher and higher and all he wanted to do was please him. He could see his brother coming closer and closer and he drove harder and harder into him until that last breath noted Allen was so high he wasn't coming down, not yet.

Then, the feeling of Allen tightening around his brother brought both of them higher than they both imagined. The lurching feeling in Allen's stomach was like none he ever felt, and he sputtered splashes of white onto their stomachs. Terrence felt his baby brother cinching down on his cock, and it milked every drop of energy from him. His body shook uncontrolably and he went weak at the feeling. Terrence went boneless in his brother's arms and Allen wrapped his arms around him again. He could still feel him trembling and he rubbed his brother's back as he tried to steady his breath.

"Terry."

"Hmm?"

"Do you really love me?" Allen asked.

Terrence looked at Allen. "Of course I do."

"Not just as a brother, right?"

"No, I love you, not only as my brother, but as the one I want to share my life with. I know that my having to leave on tour was coming up, but I had no idea it would be so hard for you or I would've told you sooner. I'm sorry for that. Yes Baby, I love you with all my heart." He apologized.

"I love you with all my heart, too. It hurts so bad. I don't want you to go. I don't want you to get hurt out there."

"I won't get hurt. I have you to protect."

Allen smiled and kissed his brother's forehead as they held onto each other one last time. In the darkness the moonlight moved until it was greeted by twilight. They didn't talk, though their world was vivid and awake, they just sat letting their bodies warm each other in the cool night breeze.

Allen woke the next morning. Terrence was gone but not before he he'd cleaned him and replaced his sweat pants. He rubbed himself as he covered his face trying to remember his touch, but the memory was made and the warmth, his warmth was gone. He ast up on the side of the bed looking at the blinds when he heard a car door slam close. He jumped up to see Terrence loading the last of his bags in a frineds car. Their parents were out there watching on. Allen grabbed his shirt and bolted out the door. Terrence turned just to see Allen run out the door! He was dressed ready for deployment in his desert fatigues.

"Terry! Wait!"

"Hey Al! How are you doing? Do you feel better?" Terry asked not wanting to give away anything about last night.

"Yes, much better. You were just gonna leve and not say goodbye?" He said with a quick smile.

"I'm gonna miss you so much Baby!" He said as he rubbed Allen's head.

"C'mon man, I told you, I'm a man now."

"Yeah, I suppose you are, Al. Take care of Mom and Dad, now. Ok?"

"Ok."

"I'm counting on you!" He held his hand out for Allen to shake, but before he knew it, his baby brother's head was buried in his chest, arms wrapped around him so tight, that all he could do was just laugh. Terrence looked at his parents with a chuckle and they smiled back happy to see Allen was no longer sad and upset like last night.

"Be careful , OK?" He clung to his brother not wanting to let go.

"I will. Rememeber, I love you." He whispered in his brother's ear loud enough for only him to hear.

"I love you, too."

He kiised his babay brother on the head and let him go. Allen held on for some moments letting go only when he realizedhis brother was just waiting on him. he looked up his face not sad but with tears waiving in them.

"Don't cry. I'll be back before you know it." He said wiping away the tears as they began a trail down hihs face.

Allen nodded and back away from him. Terrence go in the car and with one last wave rode of with his comrade. All Allen could do was watch, while his world fell apart.

A/N: Well, this took me awhile to write so tell me what do you all think? Would you all like to see another chapter of this or should I let this go? Let me know what you think.

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I just tried copy and pasting it from my file on my comp, but it's too long, so I'll be posting a google docs link to it there

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I considered posting it there, since I posted my other two LS fics there before.

But i just got lazy :p

I might still post it there though

]]> http://www.99chan.org/elit/res/5742.html#5750How about also posting it on the Raki-Suta H imageboard? (http://www.raki-suta.com/himg/)
It would fit perfectly.

]]> http://www.99chan.org/elit/res/5738.html#5749(seven cocks of fury's /a/ in this case, if I remember correctly. Not because I go there regularly or anything. Our /a/ is just a little... slow, you know? And so full of hate... Argh... Even though I tell them all the time.. It's just so.. frustrating.. You know?)

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Please... Go on...

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