Soccer Practice Makes Perfect - Brotherly Bonding

The Guest

“DJ, would you bring me another nail from the junk drawer please?”

I grabbed one as Billy asked and went into the spare room where he has been busy all morning.

“What are doing bro?” I asked.

“You've been here for almost 2 weeks now and I think it is about time we get this room together just in case mom and dad decide to surprise us with a visit. This cool painting you did should look great just about here. What do you think?” Billy asked.

“Its not that good, man, maybe we should chuck it.”

“No way, you have some talent there bud. Even though your best talent is right here,” Billy said, as he reached around me and grabbed my ass with both of his hands.

“Don't touch the merchandise unless you plan to buy it,” I said, as I dropped my shorts and turned my ass towards Billy.

Billy instinctively bent me over, got down on his knees and spread my ass cheeks while diving right in face first and began licking my pucker.

“Oh fuck! I love when you rim my hole like that, Billy.”

Billy pushed his face in further and tongued my asshole like a wild man. He kept munching on my asshole until I was super horned up, which of course never takes me too long. He continued to lick and lap at the outside of my asshole with his warm stiff tongue. As he continued to lick at my pucker, he reached underneath me and grabbed my hardening cock while pulling it towards him and my asshole. Billy then licked my cock and then my pucker with one swift stroke of his tongue. He did that again and again as I moaned softly at the pleasure my brother was giving me. Billy stopped and focused on my cock as he nursed it to get a mouthful of my precum, and he succeeded. Billy pulled off of my hard uncut cock and moved his mouth up to align with my pucker to spit the precum onto my hole. He immediately tongue fucked my pucker trying to push the precum into my hole with just his tongue. The slickness of my precum with his saliva sent me over the edge.

"Fucking hell Billy, you always come up with new ways to get me off, fuuuuuuck" I moaned in delight again.

"I will never stop trying to please or surprise you DJ. If I could fuck and breed you 24 hours a day, I would," Billy admitted while getting back to rimming my hole.

I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by Billy all day and all night, to have him breed me repeatedly, rim me, suck me, kiss me and breed me some more. Then I thought to myself, the only thing hotter would be to pleasure Billy the same way he pleasures me. I then decide to turn the tables on Billy.

“Get up bro,” I instructed.

I turned around, yanked Billy's shirt off and pulled his shorts off too. I moved him and pushed him over the computer desk and spread his ass cheeks so I could get a good view of that perfect pink asshole as I rubbed it with my forefinger.

“Do it DJ, do it!” Billy demanded.

I leaned forward and got my very first taste of Billy's perfect asshole. His ass had light peach fuzz but his hole was smooth. I used the flat of my tongue to lick on his hole up and down. Holy fuck, I thought to myself, this is most amazing fucking thing. The taste of Billy's asshole sent a jolt throughout my body and when it reached my cock I felt it stiffen and immediately ooze a steady stream of precum. This was fucking beyond heaven. For a split second I didn't know if I loved getting rimmed better or loved rimming Billy more. I quickly decided after the second swipe at Billy's hole with my tongue that I loved rimming Billy's asshole much, much more! I continued to lick his delicious hole like it was my last meal ever and savored the taste as it was burned into my memory and my taste buds.

“I just love the taste of your ass bro, I wish I would have done this sooner, Fuck!” I said as I reveled in the act of eating my brother's ass. “A few more licks and then I go for the prize!” I continued saying.

"Oh god babe, I am so in love with you at this moment. Ahhhhhh fucking hell," he said in a kind of moan that I never heard from him before.

I stiffened my tongue and pushed forward as I felt the tip of my tongue slide past his pink pucker and into Billy's asshole. Billy let out a loud long 'fuuuuuuuuuck' at the warm wet intrusion.

“Damn DJ you are amazing at doing this for your first time,” he said as he continued to moan softly.

I pulled my mouth back from his ass to speak briefly, “I still can't believe how good your ass tastes bro, I can't get enough, its addicting! I want to eat your hole for the rest of the damn day.”

“Then don't stop fucker!” Billy shouted while he grabbed the back of my head with one hand as I drove my tongue deep into his asshole again.

I made a fucking sloppy mess out of Billy's tasty hole by fucking my tongue in as deep as I could go, rimming the outside of his pucker, and trying to swirl my tongue while it was inside of his hole. My spit was dripping from his asshole looking as if I just bred him and it continued dripping down his ass cheeks and his thighs making Billy quiver before me.

“Holy fucking damn DJ don't stop!!! I am about to cum a fucking ton!!!”

All of a sudden Billy's cellphone rings. I ignore it but because of the specific ringtone Billy knows its dad calling.

“Oh fuck DJ, I need to get the phone, it's dad!” Billy says in a panic.

.....but I just kept rimming Billy's ass trying to get my tongue in his hole deeper and deeper as he uncontrollably pushed his hole back onto my tongue while now moaning wildly.

“Oh fucking hell, I'm gonna cum!”

The phone kept ringing and ringing....

“Goddammit, here I fucking cummmmm! Ohhhhhh fuuuuuuuck!”

Billy straightened up and swung around at a lightning pace, grabs my face and shoves his cock down my throat just in time. All the while his phone continues to ring.

“Oh fuuuuuuck, take that fucking load DJ! Eat it! Goddamn fag, swallow it all for me! Fuuuuuck, I love your mouth DJ, fucking hell swallow me!”

I swallowed stream after stream of Billy's load as he answered the phone on the very last ring. Panting heavily he tries to speak calmly while I am still nursing the cum from his pulsating uncut cock as he begins to talk to our dad.

“Hey...Dad,....ummm, what's....what's up?” Billy said in between pants of his breath and me deepthroating his cock.

[on the phone] “I just wanted to call and check on a few things,” dad said.

“Sss...sure dad....what?” Billy stuttered.

[on the phone] “What's wrong Bill?” my dad asked.

“Ummm, nothing is wrong....dad. I just got back from a run....and I'm out of breath, that's all,” Billy said as he pulled his still hard cock from my throat and fell down and then proceeded to lie on the floor to catch his breath.

[on the phone] “I want to make sure that you and DJ got your measurements done for your tuxedos for Kelly's wedding.”

“Yes dad, we were fitted and and had them ordered for the wedding, we pick them up next Friday.”

[on the phone] “Good, dad said. “Oh, by the way I need to ask you a favor.”

“Sure dad, what is it?” Billy replied.

[on the phone] “Your sister wants to know if Kevin's Best Man can stay with you for the week until the wedding.”

“A whole week? I don't know dad, why can't he stay at your house?”

[on the phone] “Kelly is staying here and your mother is adamant about no mixed sleeping arrangements,” he said.

“But dad, I really don't have the room,” Billy pleaded.

[on the phone] “Please Bill, it will mean a lot to Kelly and your mother. We can't make the Best Man get a hotel room when the rest of the wedding party is getting free arrangements.”

“Okay, ok dad. We'll make the room. I guess I can let DJ share my bed for the week,” Billy said with a smirk while looking at me.

[on the phone] “Thanks son. Well, I'll let you go, and say hello to DJ for me, I'm sure you're keeping him busy.”

“Don't worry dad I know exactly how to keep him busy. I'll tell him you said hello.”

[on the phone] “Love you guys.”

“We love you too dad,” Billy said as he hung up the call as we both just laid there.

“Did you hear all that bud?”

“Yeah, and I'm not too happy about a house guest,” I replied.

“Yeah, me neither,” Billy sighed.

Later that evening Billy and I were sitting and playing Xbox while waiting for the arrival of our guest. Two games in and there was a knock on the door.

“He's here,” I said, as I perked up with curiosity.

Billy paused the Xbox and went to answer the door.

“I reckon you're Billy, right?” the man at the door questioned.

“Yeah, and are you the Best Man?” Billy asked.

“Yeah, I'm Colton,” he responded.

“Hi Colton, come on in. This is my brother DJ,” Billy said as he introduced me.

Colton looked roughly 30, 35 years old and a little rough around the edges, he reminded me of some country redneck with a slightly sexy twist.

“Hi, nice to meet you Colton,” I said.

“Same here,” he replied.

“Colton, you'll be staying in DJ's room so you can have your privacy this week,” Billy explained.

“I hope I'm not inconveniencing ya'll?”

“No problem,” Billy said, “DJ will just have to share my bed with me, that's all.”

“You know,” Colton continued, “if ya'll want your girlfriends to come over, I can leave for awhile and give you privacy.”

“Girlfriends? Ummm, no, that's not necessary, she's actually out of town for awhile,” Billy said as he glanced at me.

“Ok cool,” Colton said as he went to put his suitcase in the spare room.

Billy and I sat on the sofa, sighed and rolled our eyes.

“This is going to be a long 6 days,” Billy said.

“Yeah, you know it,” I replied.

After eating the Chinese take out that we had ordered, I asked Billy and Colton if they wanted to play Xbox.

“I can only play for about a half hour DJ,” Billy said, “I have to meet the coaching team to go over the scrimmage films and practice schedule.”

“Oh, I forgot about that,” I replied. “Not a problem I'll just play Xbox or watch a movie until you come back.”

In the meantime, Colton, Billy and I sat and played some Xbox. Colton was on the left end of the sofa, Billy was in the middle, and I sat on Billy's right. I was aching to be physical with Billy but obviously couldn't with our guest there. I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, something, anything, it was driving me fucking crazy. Billy knew, he could see the look on my face as I tried to focus on the game at hand. Billy slowly spread his legs, but more towards me. His muscular right leg started to tickle my left leg as his hairs started to rub on my leg. I started to press my leg against his with more pressure but not to much. I could feel the heat of Billy's leg, it felt like it was searing into me, and as a result I felt my breathing starting to shorten and increase it's pace. Then all of a sudden I started to feel a stirring in my shorts. Oh no, I can't get hard here in front of Colton, I thought to myself, so I jumped up and announced that I had to pee and left for the bathroom in Billy's bedroom.

“Well that was a little abrupt, he didn't even finish the level he was on,” Colton said.

“Oh, don't mind him, he gets like that sometimes,” Billy giggled.

“Ok Colton, I have to head out for the coach's meeting at college, make yourself at home.”

“Thanks dude, but I think I'm going to go out for some beers and scope out some chicks. Where's the best bar around here?” He asked.

“There's not much around here, this is a pretty remote part of town, but there is nice pub about 10 minutes down the road,” Billy said. “My friend Rafael works there as a bartender. If you need anything just tell him Billy sent you.”

“Cool, I better get ready and go soon if I want to meet some hot ladies,” Colton said as he went to the spare room to change.

Billy then headed into the bedroom and closed the door. I was coming out of the bathroom after jerking off and Billy asked what was wrong.

“You gave me a fucking hardon in front of Colton you ass!”

I didn't mean to, I can't help it that that you get hard at the slightest breeze,” Billy said as he laughed. “Seriously bud, I need to go to the meeting, and Colton is going out to the pub. So you have the place to yourself,” Billy continued.

“I'm so horny for you bro, I need it bad,” I said.

“I wish we could have a quickie now but I am already late, Billy replied.

“Ok, I love you.”

“I love you too DJ, he replied as he then grabbed my face with both of his strong hands a gave me a deep tongue kiss to hold me over until he gets back.

It was about 9pm, and Billy hasn't come home yet. I was bored , horny and by myself. What an awful combination I though to myself. I decided that if Billy wasn't here to take care of my needs, I would have to take matters into my own hands, literally. I dug around in the box of blu ray gay porn Billy has stashed away in his closet for a good title to get off to. Oh man, this looks really good I thought to myself, as I pulled it out and read the title out loud, 'Cocks and Cumholes'.

Meanwhile at the pub Colton was sitting at the bar and requested another whiskey after chugging a few a little earlier.

“Sorry man, I think you had enough,” the bartender said to Colton.

“Fuck you dude. I'm having a rough night, give me a damn whiskey and you can keep the change,” he said as he slammed down a $100 dollar bill on the bar.

The bartender poured another drink. Colton gulped it down like the first few and asked for another.

“No more from me man, your done,” the bartender said.

“Then send another bartender down here to serve me!” Colton demanded.

The bartender went to the other end of the bar and asked Rafael to switch bar stations with him. Rafael then came down to where Colton was sitting. Rafael has a calm demeanor most of the time and tried to calm Colton down.

“Hey man, I'm Rafael, what's going on?”

“Hi, I'm Colton,” he responded. “That asshole refuses to serve me any more drinks.”

“Well, he thinks it is a little early in the night to be intoxicated at the level that you are,” Rafael responded.

“Well I have a good fucking reason,” Colton said in what was beginning to be slurred speech. “You want to know what it is?” he continued.

“Yeah, sure,” Rafael replied.

“I came down here to get some pussy and every bitch in here said no, and to top it all off, some faggot tried to hit on me!”

Sorry about that man,” Rafael said calmly trying to ease the guy's underlying anger that was starting to show.

“Damn homos, this world would be better off without them.”

“Don't let it bother you man, just take it as a compliment,” Rafael said trying to play nice with Colton, even though he was about ready to knock him on his ass for being homophobic. “You know man, Rafael continued, “I will pay the cab fare for you so you can make it home safe.”

“Yeah?” Colton replied.

“Yeah, sure, where do you live man?” Rafael replied.

“I'm staying with a friend. He lives on Maaaa...Maaa.... Maple lane.”

“Maple lane? Rafael questioned. “My best buddy lives on Maple Lane, I know that area well. Who are you staying with Colton?”

“I'm staying with, ummm, I'm staying with.....Billy, yeah, his name is Billy.”

“Oh my god, Billy is my buddy. Cool, now let me get you that cab.”

“Nah, forget it man, I'm gonna drive myself home, I'm so sick of this town,” Colton said.

“You really shouldn't do that,” Rafael said trying to be reasonable.

“Fuck off man,” Colton mumbled as he got up, looking for the door and then looked back at Rafael.

“You know what's wrong with this town Raffy? No females want to play with a good man, and you know why? I'll tell you why. All the fucking faggots are stealing their boyfriends. Maybe I should bash some homo heads in on my way home tonight,” he continued.

Colton finally stumbled towards the door, and gave the pub two middle fingers as he left.

It was about 10 minutes since Colton left and Rafael couldn't get it out of his mind. Why is that asshole staying with Billy and DJ? he asked himself. He paced the length of the bar and then decided to call Billy's house phone. Shit, no answer, he thought to himself angrily. Maybe everything is fine, maybe Billy handled it himself. Fuck! Rafael said out loud as some patrons were starring at him. Rafael picked up the bar phone and called to the back office.

“Dillon, it's Rafael, I have to go and check on someone who left here pretty smashed, you ok with that. Ok, thanks, I'll be back as soon as I can can, bye.”

Damn, this is some really hot porn, I said to myself as I was stroking my hardening 7" uncut cock while watching a hot three-way in the third scene of the blu ray. They're still not as hot as Billy, Jorge and I fucking though, I said out loud to myself while reliving our hot fuck session the other night. I laid there on Billy's bed completely naked, spreading my legs wider and wider while pumping my cock to get it to its full size and hardness. My hardon was finally reaching its full potential of 7 inches while it started to leak precum. I loved the feeling of having an uncut cock that rarely needed lube. I slowly used my forefinger and swirled it around within my foreskin and brought it up to my mouth to suck it clean. Mmmmmmm, it was a little salty which made me hunger for me. I then started to pinch my own nip with one hand as I stroked harder with my other hand. I slid down farther on the bed so I could lay back and close my eyes while listening to the fucking going on in the current scene. My moans started to compete with those on the TV, and my breathing got louder and heavier. I began to use both hands to bring myself close to completion and it was going to happen at any moment. Ohhhh, ohhhh god, fuck, I'm gonna shoot, oh fuuuuuuck, here it comes! AHHHHHHHHHH DAMMMMMNNN, my body tensed, and I unleashed a torrent of cum. As I was shooting stream after stream of hot juicy cum all over my chest, the bedroom door burst open and I quickly sat up!

“What the fuck? get the hell out!” I shouted to Colton.

“What are you doing in my room?” He asked.

“This is Billy's room you asshole,” I screamed in reply.

“What the hell are you doing? Colton questioned as he turned and saw the gay porn on the TV. “Holy shit man, you're a homo, your jerkin' to faggot porn,” he continued.

I got up and tried to push him out of the room.

“Don't touch me you fucking homo, get off me,” he yelled.

“Get the hell out of my room. While you're at it, get the fuck out of my house,” I screamed.

Colton lashed out and punched me in the face, I fell to the floor and he then pinned me down and put his hands around my throat.

“I can't breathe. I.....can't.....breathe....” I said.

The words started to get harder to say as everything started to go dark.

Rafael pulled up in front of Billy's cottage and noticed that Billy's truck wasn't there and the front door was hanging wide open. What the hell? Rafael said out loud. He proceeded to park and get out of his Jeep to enter the cottage. He walked in and no signs of anyone, and then all of a sudden he heard a crash from Billy's bedroom and he heard Colton yelling. He kicked the bedroom door open and saw Colton, pinning me down on the floor with his hands around my throat, and noticed that I wasn't moving. Rafael grabbed onto Colton and threw him against the wall.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? GET THE HELL OFF OF HIM!” Rafael shouted at the top of his lungs.

“He's a homo, he's a goddamn homo!” Colton was yelling. “I caught him jerking off to faggot porn.”

“I DON'T CARE WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK HE IS!” Rafael said while continuing to slam Colton into the wall.

“I hope I killed the faggot, he doesn't deserve to live alongside us straight men,” Colton yelled. Rafael's bottled up rage suddenly took over.

“FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Rafael said as he started punching Colton in the face. After the 3rd punch Colton passed out briefly. Rafael then knelt over me, and shook me.

“DJ, can you hear me? DJ, please wake up, come on man, wake up!” Rafael said in a panic.

Colton woke and saw Rafael over me trying to wake me up.

“I hope he's dead,” Colton said.

Rafael got up, grabbed a hold of Colton and shouted at him with so much anger while shaking with so much rage.

“IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OUT OF THIS HOUSE NOW, I AM GOING TO HAVE YOUR GODDAMN FUCKING ASS ARRESTED FOR ATTEMPTED MURDER, YOU HEAR ME? GET OUT AND LEAVE TOWN NOW!"

“I am the Best Man at my friend's wedding, I have to be at the wedding,” Colton muttered in slurred speech.

Rafael then realized why Colton was staying at Billy's cottage.

“I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!!! YOU JUST STRANGLED THE BRIDE'S BROTHER YOU FUCKING PRICK!” Rafael screamed.

Colton's eyes widened when the realization hit him of who he attacked. He got up and ran out of the cottage and sped away without any of his belongings.

Rafael came back to where I was laying motionless and naked and proceeded to cover my lower body with the bed sheets.

“Come on bro, please wake up. Shit, what do I do. What the fuck,” he said all flustered.

Rafael pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and called Jorge.

“Jorge, it's Rafael. Where's Billy?”

“I don't know man, isn't he at home?” Jorge asked.

“No man, I'm here, Holy fucking shit!” Rafael muttered.

“What's wrong?” Jorge asked when he heard the urgency in Rafael's voice.

“It's DJ, he won't wake up.”

“What? What the hell happened, what do you mean he won't wake up?” Jorge replied in a panicked voice.

“He was being strangled by someone and now he's not moving,” Rafael explained.

Jorge composed himself and instructed Rafael to check for a heartbeat.

“Yes, I hear a heartbeat, I hear it,” Rafael confirmed.

“Good,” Jorge said, “now check and see if DJ's breathing, come on man you gotta hurry, time is of the essence.”

“No, he's not fucking breathing! Oh, fuck man he's not breathing,” Rafael cried out.

“Do rescue breathing, to him. Just like we practiced in our soccer CPR class, remember?” Jorge instructed.

“Ok, man,”

“I'll call an ambulance,” Jorge suggested.

“No, no hospital Jorge. They'll investigate and find out about Billy and DJ.”

“Ok, umm, ummmm, I'll call Damien, the med student on the coaching staff,” Jorge suggested.

“Ok, fine, hurry!” Rafael said.

Rafael started to perform rescue breathing on me.

'Come on man, please, come on,' Rafael pleaded.

He tried the rescue breathing a second time. Finally I started breathing but still wouldn't wake up. Rafael cradled me and began to sob.

"You're gonna be ok dude, you're gonna be ok. Holy fuck, now what do I do?" Rafael asked himself.

All of sudden the cottage phone rang. Rafael set me down gently and leaped up and grabbed the phone.

“Hello?” Rafael answered.

[on the phone] “Rafael? what are doing there?” Billy asked.

“You gotta get home man, you gotta come home now!”

[on the phone] “Why, what's wrong?” Billy asked.

“It's DJ, he won't wake up.”

[on the phone] “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HE WON'T WAKE UP??? What the fuck happened?!?” Billy screamed into the phone.

“Just get home, I'll explain then,” Rafael replied.

Damien arrived and entered the cottage and found Rafael holding me.

“What happened?” Damien asked.

“I caught this guy with his hands around DJ's throat choking him, he wasn't moving at all,” Rafael told Damien.

“Ok, let me look at him,” Damien said as he checked my vital signs. “His pulse is faint, and his breathing is shallow. I need to check a few other things. Why is he naked Rafael?” Damien asked.

“I found him like that," Rafael replied.

“Was he being raped?” Damien questioned.

“Wait? what? No, no he wasn't,” Rafael stated.

“Ok, sorry, but you know I had to ask. Let me check him out and then we can take him to a hospital.”

“No, he can't go to a hospital, he just can't.”

Looking a bit puzzled, Damien replied, “ok, I guess I'll have to trust you on that. Let me see what I can do. Please go out into the living room and close the door behind you, and don't let Billy in until I come out,” he instructed Rafael.

Billy's truck screeched into the driveway and Billy rushed in the front door.

“Where is he? Where's DJ?”

“He's in the bedroom with Damien,” Rafael responded.

“Why is Damien here?” Billy asked in a panicked voice.

“Damien was the only option with some medical experience,” Rafael said. “DJ wasn't waking up, we had to get someone here since we couldn't take him to a hospital.”

Billy continued to panic and pace the floor.

“Holy fuck! Goddammit, man. What if he dies? I can't lose him, I can't lose DJ,” Billy cried out as Rafael grabbed him into an embrace.

“You're not gonna lose him, Billy,” Rafael said trying to comfort him. “He's breathing now and he has a heartbeat, ok.”

“What the hell happened to my brother?” Billy asked.

Rafael sat Billy down on the sofa to explain the whole situation.

“It was Colton,” Rafael stated.

“What?”

“Yeah, Colton was trashed, he left the bar in a rage about some guy hitting on him and when he got back here he found DJ watching some gay porn. I called to check on you guys earlier to warn you but no one answered, so I drove by to check things out. Your front door was hanging open and I ran in to see what was up? I heard a crash and yelling from your bedroom, so busted the bedroom door in. That's when I saw Colton strangling DJ on the floor."

“Son of a bitch!” Billy yelled. “I allowed that asshole in my house. This is all my fault. Oh god,” Billy continued as he put his face in his hands and sobbed.

“No way bro, you're wrong! stop saying that. This is not your fault, you need to understand that,” Rafael pleaded with Billy.

Damien finally came out of the bedroom and Billy jumped up. “What's going on? I want to see my brother,” Billy demanded.

“Just a second Billy, I need to talk with you first,” Damien replied.

Billy sat down again as Damien began to fill him on details.

“DJ had a very traumatic experience, he was choked to the point of passing out and his body then went into shock and his breathing shut down.

“Oh my fucking god,” Billy mumbled.

“It's a good thing Rafael was here at the right time because he got DJ to start breathing again,” Damien continued.

Billy reached over and grabbed Rafael's hand and held it, and mouthed the words thank you to him.

“DJ is going to be fine,” Damien said, “He's going to be in some pain and have some bruises on his neck, but he is young and active, so the bruises should clear up rather fast."

“Did you give him anything for the pain, like morphine,” Billy asked?

“Billy, I don't have access to those kinds of drugs yet, I'm only a med student. So I had to give him the only thing that I had on me,” Damien said. “I gave him a THC marijuana pill.”

“What?” Billy said sharply.

“It's the only thing I could do since he's not going to the hospital, and it should do the trick to relieve the pain temporarily.”

“May I see my brother now, please?”

“Yes. Call me if you need me,” Damien said as he hugged Billy and Rafael before he left.

Billy entered the bedroom and walked over to me lying on the bed with my eyes closed and tucked under the blankets.

“Hey bud, I'm here now.”

"Billy?"

“Yeah, its me,” Billy replied.

“I am so glad you're here I replied in a scratchy voice.”

“Shhh, don't talk bud, you need to rest,” he said.

“I was so scared.”

“I'm sure it was scary,” Billy said calmly.

“No, you don't understand,” I mumbled. “I was so scared that I would never see you again. I thought I was going to die.”

“Stop thinking about that DJ, you're going to be fine, ok?” Billy promised as tears formed in his eyes. “I have to go, ummm, clean up a little because Colton trashed the living room,” Billy continued saying as an excuse.

“Please stay with me,” I pleaded, “I don't want to be alone.”

“Ok, let me get Rafael to sit with you until I get back, would that ok with you?” Billy asked while trying to hold back tears.

“Yes," I said quietly.

“Rafael? Would you come here please?”

“Yeah man, what's up?” Rafael answered walking into the bedroom from the living room.

“Would you sit here with DJ until I, ummm, clean up a little?” Billy asked.

“Sure man, no problem.”

Billy kissed me on the forehead and said he would be right back. Rafael sat, then laid down next to me on the bed and stroked the top of my head in a very endearing way. Suddenly, I heard the faint sobbing from Billy in the living room. I looked to Rafael, and he then spoke softly to me.

“Your brother loves you so much DJ. I wish that I had someone that loved me half as much as Billy loves you. His crying is just a way that he is expressing his love for you right now. He's hurting because of what happened to you,” Rafael continued. "Do you understand what I'm saying?”

“Yes, I replied as tears started to roll down my cheeks.