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Mike stopped and stood momentarily outside his bedroom door. He wondered if it would happen again, if it would happen tonight. He wasn't afraid; he just thought that it wasn't the way things should be. Still, he thought, he knew that his brother would never do anything to hurt him. Mike knew that his brother loved him more than anyone else in the world. The feeling was mutual.

He had never hurt him before and he believed with a resounding certainty that this would never change. His brother simply loved him too much to even let the possibility enter his mind. He may be assertive and even forceful but there it would end. He would always halt his hunger at the last moment and simply hold Mike so fiercely and so emotionally, while his own flesh would burn red and his sweat would drip hot.

Mike entered his bedroom. His elder brother, Ray, was already in bed. As usual, Ray lay naked with the single white sheet pushed down to the very edge of his groin. The obvious imprint of a thick, flaccid and cut cock, resting in a natural curve over a full, firm sack, which was propped on the thighs of two crossed legs. His right arm was beneath his head and flexing the already large bicep. His left arm lay at his side on the edge of the bed. A single tattoo on the left pectoral of his chest depicted a dolphin in a semicircular dive over his huge red nipple. Ray had an enormous chest that was naturally and perfectly shaped. His skin was golden and smooth and to anyone with a pulse, he didn't just look good enough to eat, he actually made them sexually ravenous.

Ray was nineteen and had physically developed much more than his younger brother of seventeen. Ray had one of those naturally occurring big mans body's. He didn't play sport, he didn't push weights and he didn't work a trade that added to his physique. Ray was just one big and solid man. He was handsome too. He had thick and wavy hair, large blue eyes and beautiful, full curving lips that you couldn't help but look at. He was also the sweetest guy you could ever meet and everyone that knew him absolutely loved him. Sometimes Mike thought that his brother was just a huge, cuddly teddy bear but he was also a man and a powerful one at that. He would protect his brother like he was Fort Knox and anyone who tried anything on with Mike, would have to suffer the consequences of Ray.

Ray watched as Mike removed his clothes for bed. Mike was a solid guy but he was a smaller version of Ray. He was a couple of inches shorter, quite a few pounds lighter but his definition and cut made him very desirable. Mike was a pocket rocket. He was very handsome too but while Ray could be perceived as hot or handsome, cute or gorgeous or even eye-catching or breath-taking; Mike would more easily be described as ruggedly yet traditionally handsome. Mike had the most beautiful, soulful and sultry brown eyes that were hiding a wellspring of love.

The moment that Mike removed his underwear and was standing completely naked, Ray who was gazing at Mike longingly, spoke his name softly, the deep tones of his masculine voice still resonating. Mike turned, his eyes implicitly trusting, facing Ray without even a hint of insecurity.

'Will you lay with me Mike?' Ray asked gently.

Mike smiled tenderly with a simple nod of his head. There was no hesitation as he immediately took the single step between their beds and slid beneath the sheet. As Ray waited for him to make himself comfortable, Mike turned onto his side, pressed the front of his naked body against the side of Ray's body and he wrapped his left arm around his chest and slid his right hand beneath his back. He laid the side of his face against the big soft nipple and the light blue dolphin and then he pulled himself tightly against Ray's naked body. There was no sexual inference in his actions however. This was for Mike, all about the deepest and undying, unconditional love of his brother.

'I love you so much Mike!' Ray said almost desperately.

'I love you too Ray!' Mike replied.

Mike wished he could give his brother more. Their connection was so strong and so tight, it seemed impervious to anything. Mike however, simply could not reconcile moving beyond who they were and what their relationship was. How he loved Ray though. It was more than he could truly comprehend. He tightened his hold around Ray's chest and squeezed and he loved the feeling of the powerful muscles.

Ray's cock had emerged into its full wonder. A perfectly shaped pinkish-red crown, so thick and full, throbbed with the need for crushing pressure. A lightly veined shaft that could barely contain the urethral tube was so excessively hard; it felt as if it would snap at the slightest touch. These moments, naked and embracing with Mike, for Ray was the ultimate expression of his love for him and the extent to which he was willing to go. The heat, the need, the want and the intensity, walked the knife-edge of sanity and madness. This was a line he knew he could never cross.

Ray released his right arm from beneath his head, reached across and pulled the smaller body on top of his. He slid his hands over Mike's waist and onto his back. His large fingers caressed the smooth skin softly and then one hand moved up as the other moved down. He softly clenched the firm young cheeks and he traced one finger along and within the depths of the warm and smooth, fleshy crevice and over the hidden bloomless bud. Whispered murmurs floated amidst yearning but then he wrapped his arms tightly around Mike's torso and crushed him against him, as he ground his cock to slide between vital silken flesh.

Within lost and invisible minutes, as Mike held his brother tightly and with love, Ray's passions rose to a fevered pitch. Their bodies burned with heat, their sweat kissed and smoothed their skin and Ray thrashed his torso up and down as his volatile meat, pleaded for the moment of peace.

All of the large and powerful muscles within Ray's body flexed and rippled as he writhed and slid and pushed his hot flesh back and forth. His cock was digging into Mike's stomach as it thrust like a piston to engage every second of heated and pumping, man on man action. As his hands slid and his biceps crushed Mike within his embrace, Ray began to moan and sigh from his impassioned pleasure and he raised his hips high as he attempted to extend the pressured thrust of his large, leaking knob. Ray's body was like a perfectly synchronised machine as a chain reaction of muscles from his feet to his neck, one after the other, rolled his body upward like incessant waves, making certain that every inch of his flesh would push and caress as it stroked the younger, naked male body above it.

Ray reached and gently holding his brothers head, he moved the sides of their faces together. He turned his head ever so slightly and pressed his lips to Mike's face. He kissed his brothers face like he wanted to dissolve into him. He rubbed his large rolling chest against Mike's chest and he squeezed his own jewels with his muscular thighs. Ray loved Mike so intensely and so deeply that it hurt. His heart pounded in his chest as it ached to explore and discover the fullness of this love while his cock throbbed in equanimity. Though it was pure in every way, it was dire in the knowledge that fulfilment could never be achieved and as a consequence, too soon, Ray knew that he must cease. His body eased, the movements slowed and he glided to a halt that agonised his soul but still he kissed the face and caressed the dream, which he knew he would love and adore forever.

At that moment, Mike for the very first time ever, suddenly wanted Ray to continue. He knew that not only was Ray gay but also that Ray loved him more than he should. Mike had never felt the urgency for Ray in the way that Ray felt it for him. He didn't know why he felt differently now, he just did. He knew what it meant to continue and he feared how he could hurt Ray if he didn't enjoy it but right now Ray represented all of his feelings, whether physical or emotional and all of his thoughts, whether fantasy or reality and he knew if he took this step, he could have it all with Ray. His cock suddenly grew hard, his hunger built and overflowed and as he turned to tell Ray to take him and to make him his, he stopped himself from speaking, deciding he wanted to begin with a lovers kiss. He began to move his lips toward Ray's and he looked at their soft, red sensuality, before gazing up into the loving expression of Ray's exalting blue eyes. They stared at each other knowingly and as a tear of acknowledgement broke the edge of Ray's eye and just as Mike had finally decided to cross the line - he woke up.

Mike groaned as this new reality set in and his consciousness began to adjust. The dream had been so sexually passionate, so hot and such a turn on that his physical body was reacting accordingly. His large boner bounced as his muscles clenched and in natural form, a thick strand of pre-come slid unbroken from his knob to a pool on his gut. His heart was thumping from the overwhelming feelings, created within a visual fantasy that seemed as real as his reality.

Mike held an expression on his face indicating an attitude of strangeness and the bizarre. He didn't have a brother who looked like Ray or even one that was named Ray. Mike also wasn't seventeen, he was thirty-three. Everything about the dream was wrong. Well almost everything but Mike thought that one of the things was most definitely wrong and certainly would never and could never happen. He told himself that he simply would not allow it. Nothing and no one could ever make him gay and he refused to admit that those occasional urges and fantasies to taste another man's cock, were relevant or in any way significant. He was also determined to see to it that things remained that way. It was just a dream after all and all dreams were in someway eccentric or peculiar. Suddenly the phone rang and he reached over and lifted the receiver and put it to his ear.

'Hello!' He said enquiringly.

'Hey Mike, it's Danny! Howzit goin' big brother?'

'Danny, mate, yeah everything's cool man. So good to hear from you, I was just thinking about you. Howz things with you?

'I'm thinking about coming home to Oz.' Danny said unexpectedly.

'Why? Is something wrong? Is everything okay?' Mike asked.

'Yeah Mike everything is fine and nothing is wrong. Houston Texas is okay and the job is great and pays really well and I've made some great friends but as pathetic as this might sound, I'm homesick and I miss my big brother.'

Mike's hand squeezed hard on his still throbbing boner, which he had been caressing with light strokes as he spoke to and pictured Danny. His eyes showed a look of surprise but there was a barely visible satisfied grin that subtly girded his mouth.

'Danny, I don't think it's pathetic and I miss you too. You've been gone for nearly two years and we speak, what, maybe once every three months when we used to talk every day. Sometimes I wonder if I will even know you when we see each other again.

Look, if you're really certain that this is what you want then do it. Get on a plane and come back to Sydney. You can move in with me for as long as you want or need. You know I'll be here for you and I always will be but if you're not sure, and you're just reacting spontaneously or emotionally to something that's happened, in that case you should give it some time and see if things sort themselves out.'

'Man I love you Mike. You always know exactly what to say to me and you always give me exactly what I need as far as options and advice are concerned.'

Mike was listening but the index finger on his free hand was now wiping at the clear liquid still running out of his big, flaring knob, before he delivered it hastily to his tongue.

'Look Mike, I have changed a bit since I've been in America but I know I can count on you to accept me no matter what and if I've picked up any bad habits or screwed up attitudes, I can also count on my big brother to knock me back into shape. Mike, are you eating something?' Danny asked as a slight sucking sound caught his attention.

No little Bro, just licking my lips.'

He wasn't lying either, he had wiped his pre-come-covered finger over his lips and now he was running his tongue over them.

'I didn't realise the thought of me coming home would have that sort of effect on you Mike.' Danny said laughing.

'Get over yourself Danny, you may have almost eighty percent of my good looks but your missing a prime ingredient to make me lick my lips over you pal.'

'Speaking of which Mike, do you have some hot woman's heart on a leash. I know it's probably a dumb question, knowing as I do that insatiable need of yours to service that thick slab of prime beef between your legs.'

'I'm very glad to hear that you are still obsessed with my cock Danny but one day you will realise it isn't as big as you portray it to be.'

'Maybe not in length but remember Mike, we're brothers, we grew up together and we slept in the same room. We gave each other enough hand jobs at night that I would know your cock blindfolded. I've probably seen your cock more than any woman you've ever been with and I've probably stroked your cock more than any woman as well. I know undeniably that when it comes to girth, you are one impressive man. Fuck Mike, I've always wanted your cock.'

Mike exploded and he gasped as three, very thick and very long, pungently male cords of man juice shot up and hit him under his chin, immediately followed by two more, shorter and thinner expulsions onto his abdomen. Just hearing Danny say he wanted his cock was enough to make him blow his load.

'Mike, what is it, what happened?' Danny asked with a worried tone.

'Nothing, it's okay, I just spilt cold water on me, that's all.' Mike said thinking quickly.

'How did you manage that you dumb Dingo?' Danny asked laughing.

'It's your fault Danny. It's six o'clock in the morning here and I'm still in bed. What, you couldn't wait another hour to call your Bro with the beautiful cock.' Mike said altering the direction of the conversation.

'I didn't say you had a beautiful cock Mike, so get over yourself. I said it was impressive but still you'll never have my length to drill deep.'

'Length doesn't count for much if it doesn't touch the sides Danny.' Mike said laughing but then suddenly there was a knock at the front door.

'Damn it! Who the fuck would be knocking on my front door at six o'clock on a Saturday morning? Hang on for a second Danny.'

Mike stood up naked from the bed. He reached for the sheet and wiped the front of his body clean of the stripes of man sauce that were running down. He quickly donned a pair of briefs and then moved hastily to the door. As he opened it he was stunned.

'Mike!' Danny screamed with an excited and happy smile on his face and then rushed through the door and wrapped his arms around Mike's powerful body.

Mike looked at him confused. How could he be on the phone and at the door? He looked for a cell phone but he couldn't see one. He was thinking it was Danny but it didn't look like Danny but still his mind was telling him that it was. Mike's arms embraced Danny automatically. Danny was so excited to see Mike but he was still laughing at the surprise on Mike's face as his arms hugged his brother.

'I bet you didn't see that coming, did you bro?' Danny said laughing. 'Damn I've missed you Mike, it's so good to be here with you and holding you in my arms.'

Danny's face was pressed against Mike's chest and his hands were sliding and squeezing the muscular surface of Mike's back. Finally Mike dismissed his feelings of disassociation and he tightened his hold on Danny as he began to succumb to the satisfied feelings of Danny being in his arms.

Moments later, Danny's hand moved up over Mike's body and he locked his fingers around his neck. He moved his head away from Mike's chest and he looked up into his eyes.

'I love you bro!' He said with a look of seriousness on his face and then he pulled Mike's head toward him and pressed his lips to his. Mike's eyes widened in shock but almost instantly he felt his secret love for his brother and then Danny's other hand slid over and squeezed Mike's cock. 'Mike, I came back because I think it is time for you to have your own bro teach you how great it feels to have a cock deep inside of you!'

Mike's legs began to give out from beneath him as all the feelings he had repressed for so long, began to overflow. Danny reached inside Mike's briefs and as his fingers touched and stroked Mike's thickening meat, Mike began to moan as years of relief poured from him. Danny began to jerk Mike's cock hard and his erection grew in seconds. Mike started to kiss Danny deeply and then Danny broke the kiss, dropped to his knees and devoured Mike's cock and began to suck it intensely. It only took seconds for Mike to reach his climax. He felt his body shudder and then the spasms as his cock began to fire all over his body. How is that possible he asked himself and then everything around him faded and as he felt the hot liquid dripping over his skin, from a dream and also a dream within a dream, Mike truly woke up!

'Fuck!' Mike yelled in shattered frustration. His arm came from beneath the sheet and his forearm fell over his eyes. He simply could not believe that this dream had occurred. His cock was throbbing and pulsating, he was dripping with dreamers sweat and the dream of his brother sucking his cock and swallowing his load had made him paint his chest and stomach with thick and warm liquid strokes.

'God fucking damn it!' Mike yelled angrily and loudly as his deep voice filled the entire house. He didn't even stop to think and he moved off the bed. The sheet tangled around his foot, stopping his forward momentum and he almost tripped arse over head.

'FUCK!' He screamed as his anger rose even further. He ripped the sheet from his foot and walked with very heavy and pissed off footfalls as he made his way to the toilet. He stood naked, come dripping down his chest and stomach, a half flaccid, fat cock between his fingers and a huge yellow-gold stream hitting the water in the bowl loudly.

'Fucking dreams!' He yelled. 'I am so fucking sick and tired of these fucking dreams. I'm not a fucking faggot so just leave me the fuck alone. How much longer do I have to endure this shit for? I am a thirty-three year old man, I've made my fucking choices in life and that is the end of it.'

Mike shook his cock. It was a beautiful cock. It was fat and round and had a huge helmet that bloomed over the shaft like a large flower over a stem. When his cock was hard, it was six inches and thick but the knob was so much bigger that it could make the owner of any hole, gasp for air. It was also according to everyone he had ever had sex with, the hardest cock they had ever encountered. When the blood filled Mike's cock to capacity, it could not be bent or even flexed. The only movement at all, came from the join of his cock to his body. Other than that, it was like forged steel.

Mike was slowly beginning to settle. He looked down at his dark brown chest and stomach, at a very thick drop of man juice. He wiped his finger over it like he had done in the dream and then wiped it over his tongue. He flushed the toilet and then stepped into the shower. As he washed his body thoroughly, he began to think about all the inconsistencies within the dreams. As they flashed instantly within his mind, he said in a condescending manner as if he were talking to someone else, 'How many things can you get wrong?'

He stopped washing himself and stood beneath the hot water and began to consider all of the strange things in both dreams.

In the first dream he had an older brother named Ray, which wasn't true. The thing that was really weird about that was that Ray had Mike's blue eyes, his huge body and also his dolphin tattoo. The dream had given Mike identical brown eyes to Danny. At the same time he was a teenager of seventeen within the dream, instead of a man in his thirties. Also, instead of being nearly six foot, the dream made him only about five foot nine. Mike paused momentarily as he wondered how he could know he had Danny's brown eyes when he couldn't remember looking in a mirror to see the colour.

In the second dream, Danny was younger than he is, lived and worked in America when he didn't, instead of being the same height as Mike, Danny was short and also, not only did the dream infer that Danny had a long thin cock when in reality it was huge but additionally, in real life Danny was slim, sleek and a really handsome and sexy guy but the dream had made him look like someone Mike didn't recognise. It also said that he hadn't seen Danny in two years but Mike hadn't seen his brother in close to fifteen years.

'I mean what is the point of all this shit?' Ray said out loud as he shook his head with both confusion and frustration. 'Fuck, if you're going to make me dream these fucking dreams, at least make them real. It's pathetic!'

Mike went back to the business of cleaning himself. As much as he was angry and frustrated by the dreams, Mike couldn't help but be aware of a voice within him, telling him that the dreams were trying to tell him something important. He just had no idea what it could be. As he was almost done, he still was feeling frustrated and he wanted to get out of the house and clear his mind. It was at that moment that he decided that because it was Saturday and he had nothing planned for the weekend, he would head northwest into the Blue Mountains and stay at Sanctuary. He was dressed, packed, out of the house and in the car within the hour. With some background easy listening music, he pulled onto the road for an unhurried and scenic drive. It was a long way to go but Sanctuary was always worth the journey.

Sanctuary was a beautiful country retreat that Mike's parents had built twenty years ago. They often took Mike and Danny there during school holidays and sometimes they stayed there for the entire Christmas and New Years break. Danny and Mike loved Sanctuary and they always had an absolute ball as they played or explored or generally got up to no good within the National Parkland. Sanctuary itself was a stunning home, raised up on high piers and completely surrounded by decking, which as Mike always remembered it, was either red or orange, depending on the time of day or the sun. Massive windows overlooked every direction and in every direction was a full and thick Australian forest that truly was a life unto itself. The house was halfway up a hill or a mountain, whatever you wanted to call it; all Mike knew was that it was big. It faced to the west and in the afternoon when the sun slowly set, it was one of the most brilliant sights he had ever seen.

On the weekend of Danny's seventeenth birthday, they were driving up to Sanctuary. Their mother had asked Danny what he wanted and rather than asking for an actual gift, Danny had asked to go to Sanctuary for the weekend. Mike was nineteen, had finished school and was in the process of preparing to leave home and it seemed that this would be one of the last real family trips they would take together, like they always had. The two guys were in the backseat punching each other in the arms, wrestling each other into headlocks and generally being raucous and uncontrollable.

At a certain moment, their father was yelling at them to settle down and to behave like adults and then before anyone knew what had happened, the car was rolling uncontrollably down a freeway before it collided, on its side, with an oncoming semi-trailer. The entire front of the car was cut off and when it finally stopped spinning, Mike and Danny's parents were dead.

The brothers suffered breaks and fractures and cuts and bruises but after they had regained consciousness and also after a few days of observation, both were released from hospital with an expected full physical recovery. As to the psychological trauma that would follow the news of the loss of their parents, only time would tell. However, the day of their release from the hospital, they arrived home with an aunt who was to see to them temporarily. They were not even in the house more than five minutes, when they fought with each other, as they never had before. Both blamed the other for their parents death and it was only due to the fact they were in leg and arm castes that they didn't physically attack each other. Danny went with his aunt to her place to live and Mike moved in with friends.

For another seven years, Mike and Danny did not speak to or see each other again and it was only because of the passing of a relative that they were even brought together. Their issues were not discussed however but they did manage to be congenial during the funeral and the following reception. Most people knew of the feud between them and considered it sad and unfortunate but there was one thing that everyone noticed and that was the obvious simpatico that characterised their personalities and relationship, whenever they let their guards down.

Both of the men had continued to return to Sanctuary over the years but they always managed without even trying, to arrive and stay without the other showing up with a similar idea. They were always completely aware that the other had been there because they left brief letters or notes to each other to update any repairs or renovations, which had been required toward Sanctuary.

Another eight years had now passed by and still the brothers had not seen each other since the funeral and nor had they come to terms with what had happened and that it had been neither of their faults. In actual fact, some idiot had thrown an empty bottle from a moving vehicle on a freeway, where almost every car was travelling at one hundred and ten kilometres per hour. The bottle had been witnessed to impact between the tyre and the road, shredding the tyre with an instant blowout. At that speed on a bend the car lost control and rolled, crossed the nature strip to the other side of the freeway, where it was immediately severed by the truck. Even though these facts had been explained to both brothers, both were waiting for the other and so neither had taken it upon themselves to attempt reconciliation. Some how the irony of this situation went lost on both brothers because their closeness and the extraordinary bond they had always indulged in, only served to make both of them more aware of the loss of the other.

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At a very large road stop, a trucker pulled in and parked his rig behind the restaurant on some unused land. There was no trailer on the back because he had finished his haul and he had an agreement with the road stop owner to park his truck there between hauls. He jumped down from the cabin, walked around to check its condition and then walked to the back of the restaurant to his car. He looked over it and seeing that everything appeared fine, he walked around to the front and entered the restaurant for something to eat.

As he sat down at his usual table, he looked over at the girl behind the counter, said hello and asked her for his usual. She smiled knowingly and went back to her business. Ten minutes later, as the trucker sat waiting, he glanced over at another man who was seated and waiting for a meal. He had wavy brown hair, brown eyes and a strong body. In fact, he was a big man and quite muscular. The trucker looked at him hungrily and imagined getting his hands on the guy and for that matter, not just his hands.

When it finally arrived, the man sat satisfied as he hoed into his meal. He hadn't eaten breakfast and he had chosen a large order of bacon and eggs and a cup of coffee. Sometime into his meal, he looked up and glanced diagonally across the restaurant at a trucker who was looking in his direction. The trucker was very rugged but he was also very hot and very, very sexy. He wore a completely unbuttoned cut off shirt and seriously tight and warn, cut off denim shorts. He had huge cannonball shoulders, an enormous round and protruding chest, arms that looked like they could snap you in two and also thighs that looked like tree trunks. The powerful hunk of a man stared blatantly into the other man's eyes and then turned his body directly toward him with a flagrant disregard for anyone or anything. He parted his massive thighs and then reached down and cupped and squeezed a bulge the size of a grapefruit. The man's eyes widened but as he felt his cock twinge within his shorts, his head jerked down to his meal and he resumed eating within his embarrassment.

The trucker turned back to his burger. He smiled broadly, amused by the fact that he had embarrassed the man but also because he could also see within the man's eyes that he liked what he saw.

'Are you harassing my patrons again you fucking horn-dog?' The owner said as he sat briefly in front of the trucker.

'Just checking out the trade.' The trucker replied laughing.

'I know you haul your loads all over the country but I would have thought you would get plenty from state to state and yet you still have to use my restaurant as a pickup joint. You know you can always come back to my office and have me again, I'm as horny as shit at the moment.' The owner said with a wink.

'Been there, done that!' The trucker replied.

'Fuck you!' The owner countered.

'You wish!' The trucker said without pause.

'Come on Gatling, can't you give a hungry mouth a break?' He pleaded.

'Next time, maybe and don't call me Gatling. The trucker said smiling.

'Well what do you expect? Your gun certainly isn't a hand pistol.'

The trucker burst out laughing, reached out and squeezed the owner's shoulder.

'Anyway, here's your receipt. Payments are all up to date for the parking space. So when's the next haul?'

'A week away and then it's up to Darwin. I've got a couple of days between that and Perth so I was thinking about popping down to Uluru. I've never seen the Rock.' The trucker said.

'Half your luck. I've always wanted to see it myself. Anyway, good to see you Gatling and I'll catch you on the turn around.' The owner said as he stood up from the table and slapped the trucker's hand. 'Shelby, the burger's on me so don't ring it up on the register.' The owner said and the girl nodded smiling. 'Now you owe me!' He said to the trucker with an expression of utter deviance.

'Don't hold your breath.' He replied with a proud grin. He looked over at the patron again and the man still sat with his head almost buried in his bacon and eggs. The trucker laughed as it made him think of an ostrich from a cartoon and then he wiped his mouth, stood up and left the restaurant.

For the rest of his time sitting there, the man had been too afraid to even look up. He desperately wanted to but the combination of his angry and insecure denial, along with his fear and insatiable want, simply made the whole situation impossible. When he was finally done and ready to leave, he glanced up but the trucker was already gone. The man was instantly furious with himself but at the same time, with the standard psychological transference, he abused the trucker within his mind for being a dirty, filthy and perverted faggot. He rose from his seat re-empowered, made his way to the cash register to pay his bill and then turned and walked outside. Deciding he should use the toilet before continuing his journey, he turned and walked around to the side of the building.

As well as the restaurant, this was an enormous petrol station. It held around twenty bowsers and with the incessant multitude of traffic heading into or out of Sydney, the flow of vehicles was relentless, even in the early hours of the morning. Approaching midday however, the man was surprised to walk into an empty public men's room. He walked directly to one of the many urinals on the wall and he unzipped and pulled out a very nice cock. The flow began immediately and he sighed at the instant relief that began to spread throughout his body. He leaned one hand against the wall in front of him and closed his eyes for what seemed like it would be a lengthy wait.

Unexpectedly, just as the last few squirts were being forced from his cock, the man heard a noise come from one of the stalls behind him. He hadn't realised anyone was in the restroom with him and as he heard the click of a latch, he turned to see one of the doors opening. To his utter astonishment, the trucker appeared looking at the man with an expression that said he was going to eat him alive but to further send the man into a tailspin, the trucker stepped from the stall completely naked except for his socks and boots and with the biggest and thickest erection the man had ever seen. With a brazenly shameless approach, the trucker walked to the man, gripped his arm firmly and pulled him away from the urinal and into the stall beside him.

The man was like a child being dared to do what he wanted to do more than anything but at the same time; he was like that same child who was terrified that he would fail. The trucker forced the door closed and locked it. He reached and grabbed the man's hand and forcefully wrapped it around his cock. The man couldn't believe how huge it was. He had heard about men with big cocks but he had never seen one, other than in pictures or in porn and he certainly had never touched one. The man's cock was still hanging out of his shorts and it was a slab within seconds.

'What are you waiting for bud? Fist my meat hard.' The trucker said.

The man's mouth dropped open in astonishment. He wanted to do it so bad but he was frozen with fear and he was still in shock that he was standing in a toilet with a naked man who was hung like the proverbial horse. The trucker looked at his expression and then looked down and saw his raging boner.

'Haven't you ever been with a guy?' He asked.

The man didn't speak. He just shook his head no and the trucker smiled. He reached down and took the man's cock into his hand and the man thought he was going to blow on the spot.

'Hey buddy, settle down. We want you to enjoy this and remember your first time. It may not be the surrounding you had imagined or fantasised yourself in and I may not be your dreamboat but I promise I can put a smile on that sexy mouth of yours. Would you like that?' He asked in a whisper.

Again the man said nothing but he nodded a determined though nervous yes.

'Yeah I thought you would. Damn man, this is a nice fucking cock.' He said and he began to stroke it but immediately felt the man flinch like he was going to blow. 'Shit man, we might have to forego the niceties for the moment cause you are not going to last much longer.'

The trucker dropped to a seated position on the toilet, pulled the man between his legs and took his cock between his hot, wet lips and began to suck his cock like it was the last one he would ever have in his mouth. The man cried out but before he could do or say anything, he filled the truckers mouth and his come was being swallowed faster than he could eject it. The man was gasping in whispers, as it seemed like he had no voice to truly express what he was feeling. The trucker was moaning gently as he sucked on the man's cock and swallowed every last drop and then finally he kissed the tip of the man's knob and rose back up in front of him.

'Did you like that buddy?'

The man nodded like he was mute but a smile was etching itself onto his face. The trucker chortled quietly and shook his head, slightly in disbelief. He wrapped his arms around the man's body, pushed his mouth to his and as he speared his tongue inside, he began to rub his cock aggressively against the man's. Suddenly instinct kicked in and the man's hands rose up and began to touch and caress and squeeze the powerful masculine muscles and then within seconds, his own tongue lunged forward out of his mouth and into the truckers mouth. He was touching his back and his arms and shoulders and he simply couldn't believe how fantastic it felt and even more so, how fantastic he felt doing it. He began to writhe hard and he rubbed his own cock desperately against the trucker's.

'Hey, settle down bud, you don't have to rush but we have to be careful that we don't get caught. Do you want to touch or suck my cock?' He offered.

'Yeah!' The man said as the first rasps of his voice finally began to break through his muted shock.

The trucker waltzed the man around and pushed him down to sit on the toilet but then he held his jaw within his palm and pulled his gaze up to meet his.

There's no rush, you don't have to be perfect and you don't have to do anything you don't want to. Enjoy my cock and enjoy yourself and bud, as you've already noticed, I am far from a small man, so my meat may take some time to get used to. Do your best but as I said; have fun.

The man had no idea how lucky he was to have encountered a man like the trucker. The man looked down at the bulging knob that made his look like a little brother. He felt that specific hungry feeling inside and he leaned forward, wrapped his fingers around it as far as they would go and then he kissed the dripping cock head. He extended his tongue and licked the clear drops and then parted his jaw to make way for the massive cock he was about to take into his mouth.

The man slid it in slowly, savouring every inch he could receive. He really couldn't believe how good it was making him feel to have a man's cock in his mouth. He loved the hot feeling of it in his mouth, he loved the thickness and the fullness of the flesh that moved around as it encased the hardness, he loved the almost tingling taste of the pre-come that was merging with the salty taste of the trucker's skin. It was at that moment that he suddenly realised there was no pubic hair. The trucker was smooth everywhere around his cock. Even his sack was smooth.

The man backed off the big cock, lifted it with his fist and ran his tongue over the trucker's balls. The man's stomach was in knots and he knew they were knots of nervous desire. He started sucking on the trucker's sack and he was amazed when one of his nuts popped unexpectedly into his mouth. He sucked firmly and the trucker moaned and then using his other hand, the man pushed the entire sack into his mouth. The trucker reached down and ran his hands all over the man's head and through his thick brown hair. He was moaning more now and he called the man his hot stud. Despite enjoying himself, the man suddenly thought he was doing well and so he released the nuts and dived onto the big cock again. He began to pump his mouth over as much of the enormous cock as he could but he was soon pumping furiously as he wanted to drink from his Holy Grail. He actually began to think about what he was doing and he started using his tongue separately as well as in combination with his mouth, on the trucker's cock.

The man now realised how much he loved sucking cock. What wasn't there to like he thought. If he didn't have to eat or sleep or breathe or anything else for that matter; he would just suck cock for the rest of his life. As he continued to suck the trucker's humungous meat, the most outrageous of thoughts ran through the man's head. He thought that if all the heroin addicts and nicotine addicts or any addicts of any description were all rounded up and offered nothing but cock to suck then the world would be free of all but one addiction forever. The man snickered to himself at the thought and he told himself he would certainly go cold turkey to get his lips on cock.

He ran his hands up the trucker's tree-trunk thighs, stopping to massage and squeeze the strong muscles. He then slid his hands further up and behind and he gripped the cheeks and squeezed them like he was trying to get juice from an orange. The trucker moaned and arched his hips and the big cock slid into the man's mouth a little further and pressed against his throat. The man gagged and pulled away and the trucker apologised but the man just coughed and went back again. Now he began to really pound the cock as he paid particular attention to the juicy big knob. The trucker's hands flung to either side of the stall and slapped against the walls to grip on to something firm as the man began to send him over the edge.

The man suddenly stopped and ripped off his t-shirt and then as he dived back onto the cock yet again, his hands slid up the front of the trucker's body and he rubbed and squeezed the monstrous pectorals' within each hand.

'Squeeze my nipples and suck my cock.' The trucker cried out trying to keep his voice low but the man was taking him to heaven. He couldn't believe that this was the man's first time but he didn't care because he knew he was about to unleash.

'Aw fuck yeah!' He rasped as he exhaled deeply.

The man was now holding the shaft with both hands fisted around it. It really was that big. His jaw was beginning to seriously feel the strain of stretching but still he continued to make his first cock one to remember. If only he knew he would never forget it and that his first cock that he ever sucked was in most cases a once in a lifetime experience.

'Jeeezuuuzzz!' The trucker gasped and his body arched and his hands gripped the top of the stall and the man sucked as the banks of the river collapsed. The liquid wall gushed forth and slammed into the back of the man's throat. The man began to swallow like someone who was afraid to fail but his mouth was already filled with so much cock that there was little space for anything else and it began to drip and spurt and spray from his lips, as he continued to suck like a man obsessed. Cock cream was flying everywhere. It was all over the man's face, torso, shorts and legs and it was all over the trucker's magnificent muscle-covered body but still the man continued to suck and swallow.

Soon the trucker's climax came to an end but the man continued to suck the huge cock and swallow the last of the available man juice. He began to lick the big cock clean and then he licked the cream from the trucker's stomach and balls and thighs. The trucker was swaying with his eyes closed in ecstasy and as he began to return to normal, he opened his eyes and looked down at a smiling man, looking up at his face. The trucker reached out and grabbed the man beneath his pits and pulled him up to meet him. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed him hard and heavy and then as he held him in his arms and broke the kiss, he looked at him with a smile.

'I guess you like it then?' He asked with a satirical smirk.

'Aw man yeah! The man replied.

'You know I think you've found a new calling.' The trucker said laughing loudly and the man blushed, not knowing whether he should be proud or embarrassed.

'Thank you so much for pushing me into this. I never would have done this on my own.' The man said.

'The truth is some guys need to be led gently, some need to be forced, some need to be in the dark and some need to pretend it never happened. What does it matter as long as we all get to suck as much cock as we want? We just need to respect that each of us is different and not expect every guy to be comfortable and to react the same. In this day and age, we can pretty much pick up and do as we please with ease but though availability has changed, some guys haven't. If a guy is afraid or embarrassed then respect his emotions and him and treat him like it's all natural and all okay. Show him that in one way or another, we all want the same thing. Ease his path and you will ease your own.'

'Wow, wise words to live by!' The man said seriously.

'Maybe but it's true!' The trucker said and then smiled. He ran his hands over the man's chest and then kissed him again. 'I really don't want to leave but I've got somewhere I have to get to and I've got some distance to cover.' He said and then he reached for the toilet paper and began to clean the man up.

'I can do that.' The man said.

'Mate, please, allow me. It's the least I can do for you after that awesome blowjob you just gave to me.' The trucker replied.

'Can I tell you something?' The man asked.

'Of course mate.' The trucker said.

'I just wanted to tell you that you have got one of the most beautiful and awesome bodies I have ever seen on a man. You are so big and so strong and your body is so smooth and your tan is so deep and rich and dark. You're also one of the most handsome men I've ever met. I think I will dream about you and fantasise about you for the rest of my life.'

'Far out man. You certainly know how to give a compliment.' The trucker said proudly.

'Aw mate you deserve it and it's true but I've got to ask. How big is that delicious cock?'

The trucker laughed at the unexpected secondary compliment. 'Twenty centimetres long with a sixteen and a half centimetre girth.'

'Man I don't blame you for measuring it and remembering the stats.'

The trucker burst into laughter as he threw the last piece of toilet paper into the bowl and flushed. He saw the look of almost adoration on the new active addition to the gay community and so he pulled him into his arms and held him for a few more minutes. The man's hands caressed the truckers beautiful body as he rubbed against it. The trucker gave him one final deep kiss and then told him he had to get dressed and go. The man nodded, picked up his t-shirt and slipped it back on and as he walked out of the stall, he turned and looked back.

'One more thing mate.' The man said.

'Yeah?' The trucker said questioningly.

'I love your tattoo. Thanks again.' He said and then he turned and disappeared out of sight.

Once the trucker was dressed, he walked out and washed his face and hands and then made his way to the back area to where his car was parked. As he approached it, he looked up to see the owner opening a rear window and leaning out.

'Fuck Gatling, you've been in there with him for forty-five minutes and you won't use my throat as a target for five or ten.'

The trucker roared with laughter. 'Stop calling me Gatling.' He said, though he did find it somewhat of an ego stroking.

'We both know that delectable piece of meat between your legs is a Gatling Gun and as far as nick names go, there is none more appropriate for you. Come on Gatling; toss a poor old dog a bone. Pun intended.' The owner said.

The trucker laughed and shook his head and slapped his thigh with honest amusement. He looked up at the owner and smiled and then he reached down and began to manipulate the large cock until it popped out of the brief and tight cut off shorts and hung down his inner thigh.

'Man what is it about this thing that gets you so hot and bothered?' The trucker said seductively as the owner almost fell out of the window.

'I promise you, the next time I come, we both will.' He said and then he opened the car door, got in and as he reversed back to begin his journey, he looked up and saw the owner pounding his cock at the window. The trucker smiled and drove away.

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After almost two hours of driving, Mike saw a lookout he had always wanted to stop at but never had. He thought he could do to stretch his legs and so he pulled in. He got out of the car and followed a short path through some trees and minutes later, he was standing alone at a viewing position that overlooked the mountains and a beautiful valley. He stood leaning on the fencing and staring at nature in one of its many forms of beauty but it wasn't long before he was caught up in a mesmerising stare, which set his subconscious mind free.

He walked and sat on a nearby bench. He leaned back and after again being amazed by the panorama before him, he closed his eyes for a moment to immerse himself within the peace and quiet. The subconscious manipulation of Mike's conscious mind, through the ever-growing tirade of gay-sex based dreams, again pushed thoughts of Danny to his mind, which he always struggled to control. On this occasion however, as Mike opened his eyes and gazed at the picturesque Blue Mountains of the Great Dividing Range, the thoughts were based on memories, which he had forgotten.

Like an unexpected slap to the face, these memories were not only data recall but also full visual replay within the theatre of the mind. It was fourteen years prior, the Friday night before that horrific day and Mike was laying on his bed. Danny had come rushing into the bedroom excitedly and dived and landed on top of Mike. They proceeded to wrestle about for the next few minutes until Mike, being so much bigger and stronger, pinned Danny beneath him. Danny looked up at his big brother and the absolute love and adoration was obvious.

'So what was that all about?' Mike asked.

'Mum just asked me what I wanted for my birthday tomorrow?'

'Is it your birthday tomorrow?' Mike asked with Academy Award winning pretence.

'Don't be a shit Mike. You know it's my birthday and you know what I want. You promised remember?' Danny said wide-eyed.

Mike turned around to check that their bedroom door was closed and then turned and looked back into Danny's eyes.

'No you'll have to remind me Danny. What did I promise?' Mike said blankly.

'Ah Mike?' Danny complained.

'Honestly Danny, you're going to have to say the words. I really don't remember what you want me to give you.' Mike extended.

Danny rolled his eyes but as the importance filled him, he blushed and then began to whisper.

'You promised you would be the first man.' Danny said embarrassed.

'The first man to do what?' Mike said knowing how hard it was for his younger and smaller brother.

Danny wrapped his arms around Mike and pulled his head beside his and whispered into his ear.

'Mike, you said you would let me suck your cock and swallow your jizz and you said you'd fuck me as well.'

'Did I say that?' Mike said still keeping a straight face.

'Yeah you did and you also said that on the night before my birthday, after mum and dad had gone to bed, you and I could toss each other off.'

'Sounds like a pretty big birthday present to me.'

'Fuck you Mike. Get off me and let me up.' Danny said upset.

'Danny, Danny, I'm just playing with you. Of course I'm going to keep my promise but if you ever tell mum and dad that your gay, you can never mention that I did all this stuff with you over the last few years. You can never tell anyone because I'm not gay. Okay?'

'Yeah Mikey, I know. I promise. You know how much I love you and I'd never do anything to hurt you or to get you in trouble.'

'Yeah I know Danny and I love you too. To prove it, I'm going to suck your cock too.'

'No Mikey. You don't have to do that.'

'I know I don't but I want to and I want to swallow your jizz too.' Mike said. 'So anyway, you never answered what all the excitement was about?'

'I told mum I didn't want a gift and that I just wanted to go up to Sanctuary for the weekend. She asked dad and he said yes so we can do it in our secret place and not be disturbed.'

Mike's face lit up with equal excitement and just the thought that it was going to happen gave him a hard-on.

'Mike, I can feel your big boner. I can't wait to suck your cock.' Danny said.

'Me too.' Mike replied and then he jumped up off Danny to adjust himself.

Mike's eyes blinked wide as he gazed at the magnificent view that rolled before his eyes. He remembered it all clearly and yet until this moment, he hadn't remembered it at all. The dream had been right in that case. He and Danny did used to get each other off late at night while naked in bed together. How could he have forgotten that and how could he have forgotten his promise. Without warning, Mike's memory suddenly switched back on again.

They both had hobbled into their bedroom on crutches after arriving home from the hospital. They were going to lie on their beds while Sally, their aunt, brought them some lunch. She was in the kitchen and they tried to go between their beds at the same time and with little space, their crutches crossed and Mike stumbled. He landed on the bed and wasn't hurt but with his grief and frustration brimming over, he lost his temper.

'For fucks sake Danny, be fucking careful you fucking idiot. Mike screamed.

'I am not a fucking idiot and why don't you watch what you're doing instead of blaming me. It was your fault not mine.' Danny yelled back.

'I'm always careful and I always know what I'm doing. You're the one who caused this.' Mike now screamed louder.

'Fuck you, you fucking prick. We wouldn't be in this situation if you were more of an adult.' Danny said as he struggled to lie down on his bed.

'Just what the fuck is that supposed to mean, you piece of shit.' Mike said.

'I reckon you know exactly what it means or don't you remember the last thing dad said about being an adult?'

'You little fucking faggot. If you weren't so desperate to suck my cock, we wouldn't have been in the car in the first place and mum and dad would still be here.' Mike screamed as he began to try to lift himself from his horizontal position.

'It wasn't just me, you wanted to suck my cock as well so don't make out like I'm the only faggot here and I only asked to go to Sanctuary because of you.' Danny growled viciously.

'You little fucking poofter. I wasn't the one begging to be fucked up the arse and I'm not a fag. I was trying to be a decent brother, something you could learn a lesson about instead of trying to blame me for our parents death when we both know it was your fault.' Mike snarled as he tried to hurt Danny as much as he was hurting him.

Danny tried to get up but he couldn't. He was so angry and he began to cry and scream and he picked up one of the crutches and swung it and it collided with one of the castes on Mike's legs. Mike felt the thud reverberate through his leg and he yelled and swung one of his crutches. It was verging on a sword fight as they tried desperately to hurt the other with both actions and words.

'You fucking murdering poofter.'

'Fuck you, you closeted faggot. You killed mum and dad.'

Mike blinked again and this time tears were running down his face. He had never thought about that day since and he couldn't believe how horrible and vicious he had been. Poor Danny was only a seventeen-year-old kid and he had just lost his parents.

'I should have been there for him, not blaming him for something that wasn't his fault.' He yelled and his stricken voice was swept away into the wide and deep depths of the valley.

Even with all this information, Mike was still no further advanced other than to once again be feeling guilty, this time in regard to the way he had treated his brother. He accepted that he and Danny gave each other hand jobs but he told himself that was just kid's stuff and meant nothing. He thought about the promise he had made to Danny but he reasoned it away as a choice he had made to make life easier for Danny to accept being gay and to eventually come out. It was all so simple because he just wasn't gay; he told himself.

Though he didn't remember any of this part of things, the truth was that Mike had blamed himself for the deaths of his parents. In the hospital, when he had regained consciousness and had been told about his parents, for the next few days he had thought about little else. He had come to the conclusion that if he hadn't been in love with his little brother and if he hadn't wanted to have sex with him, he wouldn't have made the promise and Danny wouldn't have asked to go to Sanctuary. He also thought that if he had been strong like Danny and been willing to admit to being gay, then the trip to Sanctuary would also have been unnecessary because they would have already been doing it all and therefore none of what happened would have. On the day they arrived home from the hospital and fought and attacked each other, Mike's guilt and acceptance of complete blame, in combination with the fact that his brother believed it was his fault as well, made him vow that he would never be gay and never cross that line. Once Danny had blamed him as well, the complete trauma of everything blanked his mind and memory and left him stranded at that point within his psyche.

Some time later as he returned to his standard persona, which was now a fortress that seemed indestructible, Mike rose from the bench and returned to his car and once again continued on to Sanctuary. His scenic and enjoyable drive had now devolved into an A to B destination as his mind resumed implacable control. Soon after, Mike glanced up and realised where he was. He had been on autopilot and now he realised he would be at Sanctuary in no time at all. He smiled at the thought of being here again.

Mike pulled into the driveway. He considered putting the car in the garage beneath the house but then decided he would leave it out in case he had to go to pick up any supplies. He grabbed his bags from the boot of the car and went inside. He walked directly to his bedroom, dropped his bags on the floor and stripped down to his Speedo's. He had been waiting the entire journey to kick back in the Jacuzzi and relax. As he walked out of his bedroom, it occurred to him that he had to heat it up first and he sighed.

Mike walked down the small hall. The brother's bedrooms were next to each other and on the opposite side was the location of their parent's bedroom, as well as a toilet and a bathroom. All the doors were closed as he and Danny always left them. As he stepped out of the hall, a huge living room opened up before him. The living room was built at a lower level and required a three-stair descent. The main wall was glass and over looked the Jacuzzi within the deck and then an incredible view of the mountains as well as down a valley. Mike turned as he thought to go to the kitchen but then changed his mind and began to step down into the living room. As he put his foot on the second step he stopped dead in his tracks. The windows were open, the spa jets were on and a man he didn't recognise was standing with his back to him, leaning on the balustrade wearing nothing but Speedo's. Whoever it was he was built like King Kong. Two thoughts went through Mike's mind. He hoped it didn't get nasty and from behind, the guy was fucking irresistible. Of course Mike dismissed that thought as random.

He was about to confront some arsehole of a guy, who thought it was okay to break into someone's home and make himself at home. If it did get nasty, the guy was his height but he certainly looked a hell of a lot more powerful than Mike. He stepped down onto level ground and walked closer to the doors and then he took a deep breath as he prepared himself for whatever was to follow.

'Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing in my home?' Mike yelled aggressively.

The man swung around revealing he was just as fucking big and just as fucking beautiful from the front but then as Mike looked at the face, his brow furrowed. There was immediate recognition but the whole presence was so different that he felt disassociated from what he knew to be true. Almost immediately his eyes dropped to the man's chest and on the alternate pectoral muscle to his own, an exact replica dolphin was a mirror image diving in the opposite direction over the large nipple.

'Mike?'

'Danny?'

'Mike, what are you doing here?' Danny asked.

'Danny, what the fuck? What happened to you? Your built like a brick shithouse! Jesus?'

Danny smiled and then laughed. 'Should I take that as a complement or and insult?'

'Danny! A compliment! You look fucking amazing. Your body is awesome!'

'Thanks Mike. You look incredible too. I can see you still put all the effort into staying perfect.'

'I don't feel perfect standing in front of you Danny.'

Danny laughed as Mike finally freed his glued feet and walked out to stand in front of his brother. He wanted desperately to wrap his arms around him and hug him but he felt unsure and after what he had realised, he also felt guilty and like an absolute prick. He glanced down at the enormous bulge and remembered just how well hung Danny was. He extended his hand and Danny reached out and shook it.

'Damn Danny, I thought I was going to have to try and wrestle King Kong out of Sanctuary. You scared the fucking shit out of me.'

'Mike I don't want to get in your way or to interfere so I can leave?'

'No you were here first, I should go?'

'Do you have anyone coming to stay with you?' Danny asked.

'No, do you?' Mike followed.

'No.' Danny said.

'Look, I'll just go.' Mike said.

'No! Mike please don't go.

Mike looked at Danny. He really didn't want to go and he wanted to talk to him and apologise for what had happened all those years ago. His face was stressed and his eyes were strained and he felt like he didn't deserve the chance but his desire was greater and so he nodded agreeably and Danny's face filled with an enormous smile.

For the next half hour, the tension between the brothers was obvious. They chatted; talking irrelevancies about Sanctuary but all the while both men were thinking about the many things they really wanted to say to each other. They walked around the house looking at everything and though neither was aware, they both were feeling emotional pain about their parents. They both bypassed their parent's room without even looking at it but then eventually they ended up back out on the deck at the Jacuzzi.

'Well you've been here for nearly three quarters of an hour and the fact you're wearing Speedo's, I guess you must be dying to jump in the Jacuzzi.' Danny said.

'I've been thinking about it the whole way up here.' Mike replied.

They both stepped in and sat down but still they both were apprehensive but then finally Mike broke the barrier by asking some questions, which he was really curious to know the answers to.

'So tell me Danny, when did you become a professional body builder?'

'I'm not. I mean yeah I work out, a lot, obviously but it has nothing to do with competitions or looking better than other men.'

'So why?' Mike asked.

'I wanted to get myself fit and healthy but also it was for additional strength and endurance for work.' Danny clarified.

'Eight years ago you were working in an office?' Mike said curiously. 'So what are you doing that requires this incredible physique and obvious power?'

'I'm a truck driver. Interstate hauls. I can be in any of the five states on the continent or in the territory on any given week. Actually I'll be in Darwin next week and Perth about four days later.'

'So when did you get that body? You certainly didn't look like that the last time we saw each other.' Mike said admiringly.

'Well as you said Mike that was eight years ago but to answer your question, I started driving a few months after that and it's tiring so I started working on my body and I've never stopped.'

'Man Danny, I am so fucking envious. You look so fucking good.'

'Thanks Mike, it means a lot coming from you. Hey, you want to feel my guns?' Danny said flexing his left bicep and pushing it toward Mike.

Mike literally flinched and pulled his whole body away from Danny like he would catch a disease if he touched him.

'What the fuck Mike?' Danny said confused and very hurt by the action.

'Sorry Danny. Yeah they look amazing like every other part of you.' Mike said with a controlled and standard voice like nothing had even happened.

Danny looked at Mike and the hurt in his eyes was obvious but Mike stared through it and continued talking like everything was normal.

'So tell me Danny, do you have a... Sorry Danny, I don't know the politically correct thing to say. Partner, boyfriend, husband?'

'Partner or boyfriend would be okay with me Mike but to answer your question, no I don't have anyone serious. I had one relationship about ten years ago but then after I started doing this job, I just stopped thinking about it or even bothering to find someone. What about you Mike?'

'No! Not really interested in relationships or marriage.' Mike said abruptly and definitively.

Danny nodded and turned away and looked at the mountains. He was feeling very uncomfortable because Mike seemed so different. Mike used to love him so much and he treated him like he was the most important person in the world and though after all these years he didn't expect that to still be the same, he didn't expect Mike to seem so hard and distant and like he didn't matter at all. Danny wondered if perhaps it would be a good idea to leave. He turned back to look at Mike and discovered his eyes fixed on the dolphin tattoo on his chest. Mike was feeling emotional but also proud as he gazed at the dolphin tattoo Danny had copied. He thought it was really clever, his diving from left to right over the left nipple and Danny's diving from right to left over the right nipple. He thought to himself that Danny was always clever like that but it also touched him that Danny would connect them in this way. He looked up and saw Danny looking at him and instantly and unconsciously, the impenetrable fortress, which was a psychological security, veiled all sensitivity and feeling.

'So Danny, what's with the tattoo?'

Danny blushed but then looked Mike in the eye. 'You're not angry are you?' He asked.

'Danny! Angry? Try honoured! How did you manage to get it so accurate, I mean it is a perfect replica of mine even though it's reversed?'

'I went back to the guy you went to and told him I was your brother and asked if he could do it and he said it wasn't a problem.' Danny said as he stared at Mike who was gazing at the tattoo. A tear came to Mike's eye and Danny saw the connection for that moment.

'It was the only way I could think to stay connected to you Mike. I missed you so much and I didn't know what else to do.'

Danny reached out trying to extend or deepen the connection and he rested his hand on Mike's arm. Mike was still staring at the tattoo but then after about fifteen seconds, Mike blinked and he turned and looked at Danny's hand on his shoulder and he pulled away violently and stood up. He looked down at Danny who was looking back at him in total shock and not understanding what the problem was.

'What are you doing Danny?' Mike yelled as he looked at him uneasily.

'What the fuck do you mean what am I doing?' Danny asked stunned.

'Why do you keep trying to make us touch each other?' Mike said loudly and with eyes filled with an inexplicable fear.

'What?' Danny said in complete disbelief.

'First you try to get me to touch those big muscles and now your resting your hand on my body. I am not a fucking faggot Danny and I can't be, it's just not possible.'

'Mike I didn't say you were gay and I wasn't trying to make a move on you. Fuck Mike, what is your problem? I am your brother, I love you and I haven't had a relationship with you in nearly fifteen years. I regret all the shit that happened but there's nothing I can do about that now. I was just trying to regain a little of the connection we once had. Damn it Mike, I fucking miss you but obviously all you can see is, what did you call me? A fucking murdering poofter that killed your parents.' Danny screamed as the tears rolled down his cheeks.

Danny stood up swiftly in his anger, saying that he was leaving. Mikes face was in shock when he realised that Danny thought he blamed him for their parent's death but as Danny turned to get out, he slipped and as his head was heading toward a direct impact with the edge of the Jacuzzi, Mike's arms wrapped around him and caught him and pulled him up and embraced him against his chest.

'Danny, I don't blame you for mum and dad. It was my fault, not yours and I'm sorry for the horrible things I said to you back then. You were only seventeen and I should have been there for you, not being a selfish prick and thinking only of myself. Danny I love you too. Please don't hate me and please forgive me for all the problems I caused.' Mike said as the tears ran down his face also.

Danny embraced Mike and held him tightly as they both cried together.

'Mike, how could you think I could hate you? You are my big brother. You looked after me, you listened to me and you helped me. Mike, you were always there for me and you were always trying to make things easier for me. I love you. Also it wasn't your fault that mum and dad died and further, I was just as mean to you that day as you were to me. I was just so upset and I wanted you to hold me but we both had a caste on every limb and I was so angry that everything had fallen apart. Mike, what are you talking about that I was only seventeen? You were only nineteen!'

'Yeah Danny but I was the older brother. It was my responsibility to support you and look after you and love you and be with you and instead I ran away. Our father and mother had just died and instead of being there for you, I left you alone. I am so sorry Danny.'

Mike pulled away from the embrace even though he didn't want to. He didn't know why he did but something in his head was telling him he should not be that close to Danny. He turned and stared at the mountains as the tears continued down his cheeks.

'It was all my fault Danny.' Mike said.

'Mike there was a time when I blamed myself for the accident too but when I learned the truth of what happened, I knew it wasn't. You were told the same thing, so why are you still blaming yourself? What is it that you think you did?'

'I don't know Danny, I can't remember. I just know it was my fault.'

'Mike what are you talking about? We were all together, we were all travelling, I was sitting right next to you and I know that you didn't do anything.

Mike began to shake and the tears were now streaming down his face. He didn't know why and he didn't understand why he couldn't control himself. Everything Danny said made sense but everything within him said it was his fault.

Danny stepped around in front of Mike and when he looked at him and saw the state he was in, he didn't know what to do. It broke his heart to see his brother so distraught. He reached out and grabbed Mike by the shoulders and shook him as he stared deeply and sadly into his eyes.

Mike looked back at him and all of his emotions flooded to the surface and as he gazed into Danny's brown eyes, he began to see that seventeen-year-old boy again and with that the gates of his memories opened as well and all the blockages fell away. All the details, all the clarity and all the understanding, assaulted his mind and heart and he felt like he would shatter under the pressure.

'Mike?' Danny called as he stared at him and saw the raw emotion and the almost inconceivable distance in his eyes. They were so far away that he wondered where he was.

Mike was remembering everything and it was an avalanche that was sweeping him beyond the reach of his fortress and security. He felt like he was hanging by his nails.

'Mike?' Danny called again, this time louder.

Mike blinked as the voice of his brother shook him and brought him back. Still he was filled with fear and it was a fear that if he let go of the vow he had just remembered, an all-new pain would begin. His tears stopped and he regained some degree of composure.

'If I had just been as strong as you, everything would have been different.' Mike suddenly said with a voice of reasoning.

'Mike, what are you talking about?'

'It doesn't matter now Danny. I made a vow to make everything right and I can't change that because I have to make sure that everything remains the way it should be.'

'A vow? What vow? Mike, tell me what you are talking about?'

'It doesn't matter Danny. Please just tell me that we can be brothers again.'

'Mike we are brothers, we have always been brothers and we always will be brothers. We both just have to accept that what happened to mum and dad was an accident and that neither of us is to blame. I love you so much Mike and I would love for us to be the way we were but since we've been sitting here, it seems like you don't really give a shit about me anymore?'

'No Danny that isn't how it is. I love you more than anyone or anything in the world. Ever since I manipulated you, my whole life has been fucked. I need you Danny; I need you back in my life. I need you to want and need me to be your brother again.' He said as the emotional onslaught began again.

'What do you mean you manipulated me?' Danny asked.

He looked at Mike but he didn't answer the question. Mike was trembling and tears were beginning to stream again. He was an emotional wreck and suddenly Danny began to think about certain things that Mike had said, like it was his fault, like needing forgiveness for all the problems he caused, like not being as strong as him and making some vow and also manipulating him. None of it made any sense to Danny. He looked at Mike again and he looked and sounded so desperate to have him back but Danny wanted to know what all of this was about. The problem was that Mike wouldn't tell him and it was with that thought that Danny had an idea. It seemed like a risky idea but everything told him that he had to get Mike to tell him the truth.

'Okay Mike. I'll be your brother again but only if you are completely honest with me and explain to me everything you have said to me. I want to know why you think it was your fault that mum and dad died and I want to know why you made some vow and what it was all about.'

Mike dropped back down into a seated position. Danny sat down next to him and Mike grabbed and held him again. He was holding him so tightly like he never wanted to let him go.

'Mike? What did you mean that you wished you were as strong as me?'

'No Danny, I can't do this.'

'Can't do what Mike? What are you talking about?'

Mike was trying desperately to reinforce control over his feelings but the memories just wouldn't stop. It was like a barrage of shrapnel he was diving to avoid but the memories just kept coming and overwhelming him.

Danny could see the strain. He knew this was all about him somehow and he could feel the way Mike was clutching on to him desperately. He hadn't realised Mike had been hurt so badly and that he was obviously imprisoning himself because of it. He thought that maybe if he put Mike under more pressure, it might force him to release the pressure he was putting himself under.

Danny pulled himself away from Mike forcefully and he moved to the other side of the Jacuzzi and sat down. Mike looked at him like a child denied love.

'Mike, if you don't tell me the truth now I am going to leave and I will never see you again.' He said afraid of the massive risk he was taking.

Mike's expression turned to shock but immediately transformed to fear.

'No Danny, please don't say that.'

'I'm sorry Mike but if you want me in your life then I need you to be honest with me.'

Mike turned and stared at the mountains but then he turned back.

'Danny, I wasn't as strong as you because I was gay too but I couldn't admit it like you could.'

Danny's mouth dropped open. He was absolutely gobsmacked. It was what he had always wished but always believed would never be possible. The thought was almost impossible for him to wrap his head around at that moment but then he remembered he had to continue.

'Okay Mike but what does that have to do with what happened?' Danny asked still trying to get a grip on what he had just learned.

'Danny, do you remember why you asked mum to take us to Sanctuary for your birthday?'

'Yeah Mike because I wanted you to be the first man I would be with.'

'Yes Danny but it was me who told you to ask for it instead of a birthday present. I told you to do it a week beforehand. I manipulated you Danny. I was in love with you Danny and it was because I was in love with you that I wanted to have sex with you and because of that you asked to go to Sanctuary and because of that we went and because of that mum and dad died and because of that you and I fought and because of that we have been separated and because of that...'

'Mike!' Danny roared to halt the breathless onslaught of reasoned guilt that was flowing from Mike's mouth. 'Stop it! Just fucking stop it now. It wasn't your fault. You know as well as I do that some drug-fucked moron threw a bottle out of a window and that caused what happened.

'Yeah Danny but...'

'Mike there are no buts or ifs or maybes, it was what it was and nothing more. Now tell me about this vow you made.' Danny said forcefully.

'Danny?'

'No Mike, tell me. NOW!' Danny yelled.

'I made a deal with myself that I would never be gay and that I would never do anything gay and that way, I would never be the cause of anything bad like that ever happening again.' Mike said and dropped his gaze down into the warm bubbles of the water.

'So you thought that because you were gay and because you got me to ask mum to take us to Sanctuary so that we could have sex, your being gay was the cause of everything that happened?'

Mike silently nodded yes.

'Are you telling me that this vow to not be gay was some sort of deal to assure that nothing bad would happen again?'

Mike nodded yes a second time.

'Mike are you telling me that you've known all this time that you were gay and that you've never had sex with a man because of what happened?'

Mike briefly looked into Danny's eyes and the tears fell again but once again he said nothing and just nodded yes.

Danny looked at Mike in shock but he understood it. The pressure of being gay and of coming out, the pressure of the grief of losing both parents and also the pressure of the guilt of believing that everything was his fault. As it all began to fall into place he remembered he had blamed Mike as well. It was more pressure than anyone should have to deal with at any one time. Danny knew that though he hadn't come out, he wasn't afraid of it and didn't feel pressured by it because he was just waiting for the right time. He didn't have to be stronger than Mike. He wondered what he could do to bring him back from what must have been a lonely abyss.

'Do you still love me Mike?' Danny asked suddenly.

'Of course Danny, you're my brother. How could I not love you?' Mike said as he looked up into Danny's eyes.

'No Mike, I meant do you still love me?'

Mike's face flushed with embarrassment and he turned and looked back out at the mountains and said nothing.

Danny reached into the water and slipped his Speedo's off. He quietly moved around and sat beside Mike and then he wrapped his arms around his body and squeezed him lovingly.

'Mikey, I love you and I have missed you so much.' He said.

Slowly Mike let his head turn away from the view and he turned around to look at Danny. When he did, Danny was so close to him that their faces were almost touching. His body tensed but Danny held him tightly. Mike stared into Danny's brown eyes and he was becoming almost mesmerised by the depth and devouring honesty within them. As Mike looked at him, all of the old feelings returned and he felt himself falling in love with that face again, which was now more mature but even more handsome. He felt so at home being in Danny's arms and he loved that Danny was caressing his skin. Mike's cock grew hard almost instantly and as Danny saw this, he slid his arms away from his embrace and stood up in the middle of the Jacuzzi naked and with a massive hard-on that pointed to the sky.

Mike's eyes widened but not in shock, just with desire. He slid down from his seated position into the water and knelt before Danny. He was looking up directly into his eyes and his expression was almost one of adoration. It was as if their positions had suddenly been reversed and he was now the younger brother. Just like in the dream.

Danny looked down into Mike's beautiful blue eyes and he was amazed at how he looked at him. As a teenager, he had always wanted Mike to look at him like that and now here he was with that long ago dream coming true. He reached and pressed his hand to the side of Mike's face and suddenly, there imprinted upon that handsome face was total relief and complete and undying love.

Mike moved forward and he parted his lips just enough for the top of the knob to pierce between them and as his lips closed around the knob and his tongue moved forward and licked it, his eyes again looked up at Danny lovingly. Mike began to slide his mouth down over Danny's huge cock. After all the years that had passed, it was even bigger than he remembered but even so, Mike knew that he didn't care. He just wanted to love his brother in the way he had always wanted to.

As Danny stood in the centre of the water, his massive body was absolutely beautiful. It was so smooth and his tan was so dark and with the sun shining down all over him, it highlighted all of the stunningly worked muscles and gave the impression of one of the Greeks from those old fantasy movies like Hercules. He was also so handsome and despite being thirty-one, he looked like he was only in his mid twenties. Danny looked like a man created for one purpose. Physical satisfaction!

As Mike's mouth became more used to having the large cock inside of it, he began to slide as much of it as he could, in and out. The volume of cock in his mouth was flattening his tongue but he continued to press it hard against the hot raw flesh as it slid deep and withdrew.

Perhaps surprising, perhaps not but Mike's emotions began to settle as his sexual desires rose. This was a dream come true for him and as he sucked the cock, looked at the cock and stared in awe at Danny's magnificent body, as well as his ruggedly handsome face, Mike's lust overcame his emotional imbalance and his years of psychological and sexual denial.

He began to suck Danny's cock passionately and desperately and as if it would save his life and it was probably going to. He had no thoughts of what would follow or the possibilities of what could happen between them. All he knew was that Danny was with him and that after thirty-three years; he was finally experiencing and satisfying the hunger that had filled him with such yearning for so long. He began to eat Danny's cock and pump it hard and fast.

To say the least, Danny was thoroughly enjoying having his cock sucked, especially with such gusto but despite there being so much love and so much lust on Mike's part, it was just way too desperate and now that he was aware that this was really Mike's first time, Danny knew that Mike would not remember or enjoy it the way he should. He reached down and put his hands on Mike's shoulders and gently pushed him back off his cock. Mike looked up at him confused but Danny smiled and lifted him to stand up with him.

Danny embraced him and Mike mirrored. As they held each other, Danny suddenly pulled Mike's Speedo's down until they fell into the water. Mike stepped out of them and then Danny held him lovingly and he began to kiss him and love him like he thought he should. Slowly Mike began to settle.

The kiss was so deep and passionate and intense and both men held the other in a tight and loving embrace. Their cocks were extremely hard and like crossed swords on a crest, their bodies pressed and held them firmly together. Danny eventually broke their kiss and Mike looked at him waiting to see what he would do next. Danny walked Mike backwards and then told him to sit on the deck. Mike sat, leaning back on his hands behind him but he continued to gaze at Danny lovingly. Danny knelt on the seat within the Jacuzzi, leaned forward between Mike's legs, took his cock within his hand and as he squeezed it, he looked up at Mike with a smile.

'I see you've still got the titanium cock!' Danny said grinning.

Mike smiled but he was so caught up and overwhelmed by the fact that he was with Danny and now even more so because they were being intimate, the light-hearted joviality that lovers would normally enjoy was lost within his intensity.

Still holding Mike's cock, Danny moved straight to the large hanging sack. He gave a quick lick, pressed his lips to the right side and then sucked until the first nut vacuumed onto his tongue. He bent his tongue and curled his tongue and rolled the nut about like a sherbet flavoured sweet. Mike's eyes did not blink or stray as he watched his brother but the look in his eyes could have been perceived as a loud noise whilst the sighs from his mouth were barely audible. Danny moved back and forth as he worked Mike's balls both in and out of his mouth. He kissed them and licked them and tongue tickled Mike's jewels like never before.

Briefly Danny lowered himself onto and slid his lips over and around the huge, flared helmet. He tightened his lips and slipped them all over it and Mike sighed gently as he looked down at the huge brown back that splayed outwards with incredible definition. Danny kissed the impressive head of Mike's cock and then he lifted the cock higher, as he lowered himself further and ran his tongue over a nut sack that almost rivalled his own. Mike sighed a little louder now and then Danny licked from the base of the sack and all the way up the thick shaft and then once again went back to work on Mike's knob.

Every now and then Mike would release a sound wrapped in breath and packaged in the deepness of a masculine voice. There could be no squeaks amongst men and when Danny took Mike's cock and pushed and rubbed the large, protuberant knob calculatedly against his cavernous throat, Mike's moan could be likened to a growl.

Danny began the salacious consumption of a man's hot and astonishingly hard cock. He had learned everything in the last fourteen years and he knew exactly how to take a real man from zero to a hundred at a pace that would shame a Ferrari, while also not negating any of the imperative pleasures. He ate it and he squeezed it and he sucked it and licked it. Danny wrapped that rod in his tongue, he massaged it gently with his molars and his mouth encased and released with a rhythm to keep any man happy.

Mike was moving on the spot like someone who was restless. He was enjoying this like nothing he had ever experienced before but Danny was changing the volume at a relentless pace and so Mike's mind and heart and body were screaming for a moment that Danny was simply not prepared to engage. Mike, at certain moments when he thought he could bare it no longer, would push or thrust to go a little further but each time, Danny's palm, which lay against his groin and abdomen, would press hard and firm to retake control.

Amidst all of this, Danny was experiencing a long lost dream. He finally had his brother's cock, Mikey's cock, satisfying that need that had been harshly stripped from him. As much as the most important thing for him right now was to love his brother physically and emotionally, he saw no reason not to fulfil and satisfy his dream.

He continued to use his mouth and lips and every warm, wet part within it, to stimulate and sate Mike's need but as for Mike's want, which was the climax, Danny had other ideas. He rose up and closed his teeth directly beneath the flare of the flowering knob. He pushed his tongue over the florid and feverish knob and rubbed it hard to excite the stimulation and as Mike groaned deeply he threw his head back and opened his mouth, unleashing an almighty cry of pleasured disbelief that bordered on enthralling agony. With that Danny pushed the tip of his tongue as deep as possible into the above average urethral eye. Mike gasped as Danny was leaving him breathless at every turn. Danny now tightened the hold of his teeth a little more, with pleasure always at the forefront of his mind and then he pulled away from the cock gently, until the flesh petal gave way in submission.

A gush of breath left Mike's mouth as a response but as he opened his eyes, he discovered Danny bridged over him and then his lips pressed and forced Mike's mouth to open and receive his tongue. Balanced on knees and one hand, Danny wrapped his arm around Mike's body and pulled him upward as his lips and tongue pressed and dived downward. It was an unexpected kiss at an unexpected moment and it was filled with love and heat and passion and it made Mike's cock muscles clench and release and wish they were firing hot bullets. As suddenly as it had come, Danny pulled away but as the liquid brown met the flag blue eyes, they locked in a look meant only for brothers like them.

'I love you beyond vision and sound, beyond life and death and you will always be my brother. I love you Mikey!'

Mike was frozen. He truly believed that it was only him. His blue eyes glistened in the sun, his heart danced a slow dance and his smile was slight and tender and held more words than a poet could desire.

'Danny!' He said but before he could attempt to continue, Danny rested his finger over his lips and smiled back.

'I know!' He replied.

Danny moved back into the Jacuzzi and extended his hand to Mike. He took it and entered the water and stood before Danny. Another kiss ensued but this was full and would contain no loss or spill. Their hearts struggled with the silence that said everything and their arms contained the need to move forward before their kiss would end but then finally, Danny parted their lips.

Assuming Mike to be the ultimate top, Danny moved away from Mike, turned his back to him and got down on all fours, purposely revealing an incredibly smooth, extremely tanned, multi pointed star that was his tightly clenched bud and oh, how Danny knew that Mike's huge knob could make his bud bloom. He said nothing and just remained there with his legs spread wide enough to assure his tight cheeks were parted.

Mike stood gazing at Danny's astounding arse. It was so small and perfectly shaped for such a hugely powerful body. It was firm and muscular with the skin so taut and it was sun kissed to a golden brown. Somehow it appeared as if it were polished as it shone in the sunlight. All traces of hair had been removed and glistening from the sun was a subtle moist and smooth fleshy strip that seductively lured Mike to lick it. This was desire extraordinaire. There was no doubt that weights and strenuous exercise had shaped those edible globes but as Mike truly gazed on his first male runway to heaven, he was actually surprised by his hunger to gorge on such fine dining.

He dropped to his knees instantly and as Danny expected to feel a cock press between his perfect handfuls of prime rump, instead the press of warm lips delighted him. Mike moved his hands over each of the warm cheeks and after momentarily caressing them, his grip tighten and he squeezed initially before spreading them further and kissing the bud with a desire that almost matched his press to Danny's lips. He truly kissed it and then with a tickle and a lick, he wriggled the tip of his tongue until it slid within and was seized by Danny's clutching cell.

Danny released his clenching grasp, allowing Mike's tongue to dive with unrestricted pleasure. In moments the muscles again wrestled but now Mike was deep and as Danny bent and arched his body further, Mike's mouth opened wider and his lips clamped against the external crevice as his tongue called upon all of its muscles to press and curl and twist as it licked and fucked those hot pink walls. Danny moaned in unadulterated pleasure as his beautiful big brother tongue fucked his arse with unrivalled prowess.

'Aw fuck, Mike!' Danny gasped.

Mike continued the sensuous and muscular caressing of the burgeoning pulses of Danny's tender hot hole and now Mike was moaning as his new covetous craving, made his cock throb and drip with desire. Mike continued to feast on Danny's hole but then suddenly with yet another lick and kiss, Mike pulled away. A memory of a dream had crept unassumingly into his mind. It was the moment when Danny had said that he had come home because he thought it was time for him to have his own bro, teach him how great it feels to have a cock deep inside of him! The memory of this simple dream moment and the subsequent thoughts that followed, made Mike's cock grow harder and he squeezed his flaring knob and rubbed the drooling pre-come all over it.

'Danny?' Mike whispered questioningly.

'Yeah Mikey?' Danny said turning quickly to look at his shining blue eyes.

'I need you inside of me. I need you to fuck me deep. Danny, I need you to be joined to me!' He said and as he looked at his brother, his expression was desperate and afraid and alone.

Danny turned around and wrapped him in his arms. This was not at all what he had expected from Mike. He had always presented himself as the socially conceived real man, straight man and top man and though in truth, Danny knew that none of that meant shit, still he had not expected this desire from Mike.

'Mikey, of course and I would be honoured but Mike, you know how big I am and what that implies for a virgin hole?' Danny said considerately but Mike simply smiled.

Danny stood up. He stretched out his hand to Mike and drew him up in front of him. He led him over to a sun bed made of wood. A green mattress with white floral designs defused the hardness of the wooden slats and Danny told Mike to lie down. For the next quarter of an hour, Danny distracted Mike with deep and passionate kisses and words of love and need and desire, while he slowly but surely made Mike accustomed to the intrusion of first one finger and then two. He used the two to stretch and manipulate the thirty-three year old untouched anal walls. It was a problem to begin with but the more that Danny spoke to Mike's heart, the more he relaxed and submitted to the process. When Mike was much more free, Danny added the third finger and then a fourth. He wanted to make his entry as easy as he possibly could for his brother.

Danny stood up and again offered Mike his hand. He rose into his arms and Danny held him lovingly and kissed him so deep and hard that Mike's emotions were making him tremble.

'I love you Mike, are you sure about this?' Danny asked.

Mike leaned forward and with a closed mouth, he tenderly kissed Danny's lips and then simply answered yes. Danny ran his hands over Mike's strong arms and then turned him around. He told him to part his feet wide, to bend forward and rest his hands on his thighs and knees. Mike was in position in seconds. His face was serious but his eyes were filled with desire. Danny lubricated Mike's hole again and then his sheathed cock and then he stood perfectly positioned, two disparate single eyes staring directly at each other. Danny rested his hands on Mike's hips and then took a small step forward. He wanted this so badly but he was still a little tentative from the thought of hurting his brother.

There was one last unknown factor about the brothers and that was that Mike was not the only one who had been affected by their separation. Danny had also been so in love with Mike and being ripped apart from him under such traumatic circumstances, it had been the catalyst to break the only relationship up that he ever had. He had lost the ability to love because he feared the pain of losing it again. Danny had turned instead to anonymous sex, anywhere and anytime, as long as the heart was kept well out of the equation. Fucking Mike would be like breathing to Danny but suddenly today, everything was changing for both of them. After all these years, Danny's heart was finally beating again. Mike had noticed the unexpected and extended pause.

'I love you Danny!' He said and Danny looked up and began to breathe again.

'I love you too Mike!' Danny said and a smile filled his face.

Danny pushed forward and his knob touched, connected and then pressed firmly against the contracting bud that felt another looming intrusion. He told Mike to relax and not to clench and Mike, remembering everything Danny had already told him, exhaled as Danny pushed. He released just long enough for the huge knob to enter. It hurt but Danny's four fingers had already removed the majority of the affect Mike would encounter. Over the next few minutes, Danny entered and paused, pushed and pulled and twisted and manipulated Mike's arse with his massive cock. Mike grunted and groaned a little but he took Danny and the discomfort better than Danny had expected and finally, there bodies kissed.

'It's all there, Mikey.' Danny said.

'Aw little bro, damn you feel good inside me.'

'Let me tell you Mikey, it feels just as good to be in here.' Danny replied.

'Then do it Danny, fuck me little bro, show me how good it feels.'

Danny slid his hands all over Mike's smooth, brown back and then he gripped his hips and waist and he slowly began to withdraw. Mike let out a guttural groan in response. Danny started to return all the way back in again and the only noise from Mike's mouth now was a wisp of an extended exhale. He groaned again as the repartition began. Danny continued the slow rhythmic strokes and he listened to the varying noises Mike made and the differing reactions of his body. Very quickly, Mike began to sound like a man enjoying himself and that was all it took for Danny to truly begin to fuck him.

'Aw fuck yeah.' Mike gasped as the tempo was increasing.

Danny smiled and he let go of Mike's hips and began to swing his own as his fists clenched and the muscles of an amazingly beautiful man's body, flexed and rippled in the sun.

After several minutes, Danny slowed and then he withdrew. He walked over to the sun bed and he lay down on his back. His huge cock slapped against his stomach and he looked up at Mike and then told him to mount him, experiment and have some fun. A look of intrigue and curiosity crossed Mike's face and then he stepped up onto the sun bed, turned his back to Danny as he straddled him and then he crouched down. Danny lifted his cock and pointed it to the sky and then soon enough he watched as all twenty centimetres disappeared inside of his brother.

'Aw fuck man, holy fucking shit.' Mike said in astonishment. 'Danny, your cock feels so fucking good.'

'Then fuck my cock Mike. Take your brother's big pole deep. Ride me Mikey, ride me.'

Mike gripped the armrests of the sun bed and he began to rise and fall on Danny's cock. Danny watched his powerful meat appear and disappear over and over again. Just watching it and knowing whom it was going into, made it even better. Danny lay there not doing anything. He wanted this to be more about Mike. He really wanted to just fuck like a mad man and no doubt he would reach that point but for now, Mikey was living a dream and he knew it.

Only the slightest grimace was on Mike's face. It was just too good to feel what was now a limited pain. Beads of sweat were building on his forehead, his eyes were glazed with pleasure, the muscles in his legs and arms and chest were expanding and contracting and his tight and firm body looked amazing. He suddenly found his centre and using his arms, he began to lift and drop and his pace increased and he was moaning like a wolf that was soon to howl at the moon.

'Aw fuck little bro.' He said but that was all and he continued to devour Danny's cock with his arse.

Danny was now watching the biceps and triceps of his brother's arms as they bulged, continuing to inflate as the arms worked out like he was doing push-up repartitions. Danny loved muscular physiques and his brother's physique was his idea of perfection. He licked his lips hungrily and his eyes stared wantonly but he began to feel Mike's tight, hot arse, taking him too far too soon.

'Mikey, stop. I want to give you a different position.' He said but he also knew if he didn't he was going to fill Mike up in seconds.

Mike pulled off and stepped down from the sun bed and as Danny got up, he kissed Mike again and told him to lie down on his back. Mike followed his instructions and as soon as he was lying there, Danny grabbed his ankles and lifted his legs into the air. Danny lowered himself down, gripped Mike's legs by the thighs just beneath the knees and then he stretched them apart as he pushed them back. His hole stared partially opened after the thickness of Danny's cock had left it. Danny moved back in and he slid his impressive and hard meat back through the door. Mike's eyes rolled back in his head but he felt no pain now, only pleasure.

Danny began fucking Mike hard and as Mike stared licentiously at Danny's large and deeply coloured nipples that protruded like ant hills from his rolling pecs, Danny looked down at his brother. Mike looked up at him and his eyes spoke a thousand words. They told of real love, of a heart fulfilled, of a chasm traversed but they also spoke of relief, ecstasy, lust and desire and Danny felt that it was time to take Mike to the top and let him freefall.

Danny moved directly from second gear into top and he began an onslaught as he speared Mike's arse. His whole body was retreating and advancing as every muscle and sinew joined forces to fuck Mike with every ounce of himself he could deliver. He pounded and punched and impaled with his extraordinary cock and Mike was crying out enthralled. The heat and the friction and the gut filling pressure were raising him to heights he could never have imagined.

'Fuck me Danny, damn it yeah, fuck me hard and fuck me good little bro.'

'Take this huge cock Mikey, take it all and ride me home.' Danny called.

The grunts and the groans were intense from both men as the arse caning assault continued at a ferocious pace. Danny's beautiful, brown, naked body was turning red and the perspiration was dripping from him and falling like raindrops. Mike's body was also a hue of red and pools of hot man sweat were gathering or coursing like rivers from his body. It was all so intense but it was not just the sex; it was the emotions, the past, the present, the outdoors and the spectacular location and view. Everything was combining to make this a moment in time to never forget and the brothers had not only accepted their love but they were now letting themselves fall without fear.

'Holy fucking shit. God damn, fuck. Aw fuck. Aw yeah!' Mike screamed.

Danny was grunting with each pounding stroke and the more he punched the more Mike yelled. It was thrilling and it was satisfying and it was ravishing. It was relieving and aggressive and hungry and it was almost more than either man could bear.

'Aw jesus Mikey!' Danny cried as more than his body began to react.

'God, fucking shit, aw fuck, Danny.' Mike gasped both as response and reaction.

Mike's cock was like a heated rod of metal and it was sticking out in mid air even though he was lying down. It was throbbing and pulsing and he was clenching every muscle to stop the inevitable but his strength and control was betraying him. He was almost falling over the edge.

Danny knew he always had plenty of endurance but something about this whole situation made him feel like gravity was gone. He felt like he was lifting off the ground, starting inside his head. He was in unknown territory but though he didn't consider it, so was Mike.

Danny felt his massive cock begin to swell and he knew he had to get Mike to the precipice now. He bent forward and as his cock jammed against Mike's prostate, Danny thrust it hard, screamed to Mike that he loved him and pushed his tongue into his mouth for one deep and very hard kiss. He pulled back and away and he started cock punching him with a fury and then he let go of one of Mike's legs and grabbed Mike's cock and he fisted it as tight and as hard as he could.

Mike groaned and it turned into a growl and the deepest manly and guttural cry and as his eyes rolled back, the thickness of his cock increased and he began to shoot long and thick and twisted cords of man sauce all over his steaming, wet body. He cried out and then an unbroken throaty growl poured into the valley and across the mountains.

It was all that Danny could do to keep his eyes open to watch his brother's intensive release and then he began to fill Mike's gut with a quaking surge that made his body quiver and deliver in hard and violent thrusts of physical and emotional bursts. An equal growling scream was added to the sound of Mike's and Sanctuary was surrounded by deliverance.

Danny pulled out and fell wasted on top of his lover, his brother and the man he never wanted to leave again. Mike lifted his arms and they encircled the incredible and desirable body and he held Danny with so much love. He writhed beneath Danny and the nectar he had produced spread like a soft and silky veil between their bodies.

'I love you Danny and I never want to be parted from you again.' He said.

'I love you too Mikey and there is nothing else I could ever wish for more as well. Danny replied in exhausted gasps.

Silence filled the air around them apart from the sounds of the distinctive nature of the mountains. Danny lay still in his brother's embrace and he knew his heart was alive once more and that he could once again really feel as well as just feeling.

As Mike lay beneath Danny, he knew that they were back together for good. Nothing but death would part them now and something told him that was a long time away. He thought back to that morning and the dreams he had and now they were all so clear. He didn't need to clarify them to himself; it was pretty damned obvious what they had been all about. He breathed a sigh of relief. His memory was back, his life was on track and he loved and lusted for his hot and beautiful, hunk of a brother and now he had him in his arms to stay. Today was not just a very good day; it was the fucking best day of his life.

Name: Grant Baber

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