Brothers in Arms - Part I By: Holloway
This is a work of fiction with adult content. I'd like to hear your thoughts about the story or my style of writing, email: Frontrnrusa@netscape.net
Copyright 2005 Holloway.
In February of 1991, our father, Major Ryan Wyatt Andrews was shot down over Iraq. My brother and I were 10 years old. We were watching the news with our grandparents when we saw the wreckage of a jet and the body of our father, charred, but recognizable as our dad. I remember it as clearly as it was yesterday. I looked at Wyatt and began to cry; he pulled me in his arms and held me rocking as his tears dropped on the back of my neck. Our grandparent's put their arms around Wyatt and me trying to console us. Late the next day our mother, also a military pilot flew in from Kuwait. We met her at the air terminal on base. She ran up and threw her arms around Wyatt and me, we all cried because we loved my dad. My father's funeral was held at Arlington a week later. Wyatt and I dressed in black suits with white shirts and dark blue ties. Mother, told us how important it was for us to be the men of the family today. Our family sat side-by-side as the military honor guard went through the ceremony and then presented mother with the flag that had draped my father's coffin. The Secretary of Defense and the Commandant of the Marines shook our hands and offered their condolences. The following morning we flew back home. Nothing had changed back home except the fact that my father was dead. I missed him terribly because he understood Wyatt and me and I loved him so much. Three weeks later mother, returned to duty in Kuwait. Our grandparents took on the role as parents as they had done over the last several years.
Mother, was promoted to Major in 1995. By the time Wyatt and me where fourteen we were already taller than most other kids in High School, we were identical twins and people had a hard time telling us apart. We both had short sandy blonde hair with brown eyes and tanned looking skin. We loved the military. Anything and everything about it excited us. We read books and when we weren't on base we played war at home. During the summer of 1996 Wyatt met a girl named Sara. She was the daughter of a Gunnery Sergeant on base. She was pretty and my brother was really taken by her. At first I felt left out but after a while I made my own way once again. I did things by myself and of course I missed Wyatt after all he was my brother. Two months after Wyatt and Sara had been going out together, Wyatt came home after midnight. He woke me by knocking on the window to the bedroom so our grandparent's wouldn't know he'd stayed out past curfew. He crawled inside and undressed without turning the light on. He stripped down to his boxers and crawled in bed next to me and we talked. I listened to him talk about Sara and how he felt, I'm not sure what I was feeling but I knew my body was changing because being beside Wyatt excited me.
Out of nowhere Wyatt turned on his side and looked at me in the dark, "it's alright!"
I turned on my side looking at him, "I feel so many things inside."
"We both do." Wyatt's fingers move over the side of my face
With those words' Wyatt picked up my hand and placed it on his chest. My fingers slowly moved over his hairless chest and down his stomach until they enclosed his erection. All our lives Wyatt and I had messed around together but tonight was different. I moved down and put my mouth over his erection. He cried out and turned around putting my erection in his mouth, we were young and full of youth and within minutes we had filled each other with our scalding seed. I moaned as Wyatt continued to suck on me until I was hard again. That excited him. He moved up lying on top of me and looked in my face. "You know Ryan I'll always need you the way I did tonight, I swear." I could hear the tension in his voice.
Touching the side of his face gently he laid his head on my chest, "Wyatt I need you too, promise me you'll never leave me." My fingers moved through his thick and silky hair and my young body responded wanting him badly, he didn't resist my urges to move down my body and make love to me with his mouth once again. My fingers feverishly moved in his hair, he moaned, I cried out and filled his mouth once again. He lay his head on my lap my fingers greedily moving through his hair, up his neck and down the side of his face, this was happiness.
After a while Wyatt moved up next to me, he bent forward and kissed my lips, putting his tongue in my mouth, when we broke apart he smiled, "I swear."
The following morning just like clock work Wyatt was out the front door and on the way to the base pool with Sara. It didn't matter now that I knew Wyatt would always be a part of me. Over the next few years until we graduated from high school Wyatt had several girl friends. I on the other hand never felt comfortable around girls, I had friends many of them were the same friends as Wyatt. My best friend was Eric, when Wyatt was with Sara I hung out with Eric, we rode bicycles and played war. Several times we took Eric's BB gun and went down to the railroad trestle and shot at the rats that were always foraging by the small stream. Near the end of summer Eric and I went to the base pool to swim. Wyatt and Sara were hanging out and spotted us as soon as we arrived. I could tell by the look on Wyatt's face he was angry. Eric and I swam and played water polo with a few of the guys from school, after the game we returned to Eric's house and changed clothes. I felt the same tension with Eric I felt with Wyatt. I made an excuse to leave, I liked Eric but Wyatt was inside me and I could never do anything with another person.
During high school we played on the school's basketball and baseball teams and worked on the school paper and yearbook. In our senior years we were nominated the cutest boys and most likely to succeed. My attachment to Wyatt grew stronger over the years, I loved him as a brother, but I also loved him as one man loves another man, I wanted to be with forever. One night as we lay in bed I told him everything I had been thinking. He was quiet for a while then he turned toward me and smiled. "I'm glad because I don't want anyone but you, I promise."
High School graduation night I asked Wyatt what he wanted to do? When I asked if he wanted to go and hang out with everyone he looked at me with an evil grin on his face and held up a motel room key. He drove our granddad's truck to the motel. The room was nice and inside the refrigerator were six beers. Wyatt smiled as he locked the front door and stripped naked dropping his clothes to the floor. I looked at him and did the same thing. We sat on the bed drinking beer and watching movies. In between movies I asked Wyatt if he ever messed around with Sara or other guys when we were growing up. He looked at me, "No, never. Did you mess around with Eric?"
"No, I couldn't"
Wyatt's smile left his face, "If I find out, you've touched another guy I'll die, you can't do those things with anyone but me, promise me on your honor?"
He made me feel good inside, "I promise."
Wyatt gently pushed me back on the bed and we made love to each other with our mouth's. We lay there exhausted. As we relaxed Wyatt had me turn over on my stomach and put his dick inside my butt. It hurt at first but after a few minutes it felt all right, I didn't like it but Wyatt did and that made it okay for me. When Wyatt came it was my turn. Once I was buried deep inside of him he cried out telling me, I was so big. As I began to move in and out of him he cried out and moaned telling me how good it felt and when I came inside of him he almost screamed. We had sex with each other over and over until morning came and we fell asleep. It was late morning when we woke up, Wyatt had another surprise. We had the room for two days. We dressed and went to the beach where we fell asleep in the sun waking late in the day. We stopped at Burger King before heading back to the motel. On the drive Wyatt looked at me, "Ryan, you're an awesome looking guy."
I couldn't believe what I had just heard, my brother telling me I was the best looking guy and all my life I thought he was the ultimate looking guy. I reached over and squeezed his hand, he smiled at me and turned up the radio. On the way back to the motel Wyatt put his head in my lap and fell asleep. My fingers moved through his silky hair and my erection strained, I wanted him. Most of all I wanted to protect him. That evening when we lay down we held each other talking about our futures, Wyatt's face was warm against my chest, my lips kissed his hair over and over as I relished in his scent. He fell asleep in my arms my fingers moving down his back until I too feel asleep.
Wyatt and I selected an Ivy League school. I can't tell you where since it has only been a few years since we graduated from College. During our first year we entered NROTC. We were both excited and participated in every military event. We looked forward to the summers we spent at boot camp it was everything we could have dreamed of and more. There was only one thing that didn't change for either of us, our feelings for each other. By the time we were twenty we had grown to six feet, we kept our blonde hair cut short and we looked healthy from all our physical training. Wyatt was on the schools track team and I played on the Baseball team. I never missed any of Wyatt's races unless it conflicted with a ball game. During the summer, Wyatt attended a cross country meet in New York, I wouldn't be able to get there until the following day. Wyatt had been walking around in the city shopping when he was beat up and robbed by a group of teenagers, they beat him up really good. When I saw him at the hospital I thought I might fall apart, I wanted to but Wyatt needed me. I sat next to him holding his hand in mine, when he woke up I smiled at him, "Geez! Slugger I can imagine what the other guys look like."
Wyatt turned away from me, "Ryan, leave me alone."
I continued to hold his hand until he pulled away and turned on his side facing the wall. I knew whatever he was feeling it would take time for him to tell me. I walked down to the cafeteria and got a cup of coffee and a coke for Wyatt, when I got back to his room he was asleep. I sat in the chair and looked at him. I wondered how and why I felt the need to be loved by my brother in a physical way, he was everything a guy could want to be, he had the world waiting for him. He told me time and again all he wanted was me in his life to be happy. Late that night he woke, turning over he looked at me, I must have fallen asleep because his fingers brushing against my face woke me. Wyatt looked tired, "Ryan just listen to me."
I nodded my head.
"I was walking around the city sightseeing. I stopped at Macy's and got you some cologne and then I walked up forty-second street looking at the marquees and posters. I got turned around and walked down an alley way. At the end of the alley were five teenagers no more than sixteen or seventeen. One of them asked me what I had in the bag and I told him to mind his business. As I turned to leave one of the kids jumped on my back. I slung him off into the wall, I heard his head crack as he hit the brick. Before I could turn around the remaining guys were on me hitting and kicking me. I punched a couple of them hard in the face, I'm sure I broke a nose and maybe even one of the guys arms. That is all I remember. When I woke up, it was late in the day, I called out until someone heard me and called the police. Ryan, this whole time I've been laying in this hospital bed I've worried about if had it been you. Ryan, I don't give a shit what the world thinks, I love you and I will not let anyone hurt you ever, I swear to God, I won't."
Wyatt was getting upset, I stood up and put my arms around him until he calmed down. I sat back down and smoothed his hair. "Wyatt, I love you too."
He looked over at me tears coming from his eyes. I wanted to cry so badly. Instead, I caressed his face until he went to sleep and then I cried silently.
We felt ready for the world at 22, until we woke up one morning and began considering being sent to separate military assignments, I figured we'd survive it but Wyatt wasn't that sure, actually I'd never seen him unsure. We ran several miles after dinner then returned to our dorm room. After showering we sat down for the evening Wyatt looked at me, I saw tears in his eyes and it scared the crap out of me. I felt everything he felt and knew everything he knew but why he was crying made me afraid. He looked at me and I pulled him tight in my arms his head rested on my shoulder, he whispered to me "Ryan, I love you."
I gently took his face in my hands and I kissed him on the lips until he melted in my arms. That night when I made love to him it wasn't lust that I felt, it was the need to be loved and the need to be wanted by Wyatt. That was the night that sealed our bonds more so than being identical twins.
On graduation day, we received our Marine commissions. Mother, walked up from the audience to the podium and pinned Lieutenant bars to our collars. She smiled and we saluted then she hugged us and wished us the world. After the ceremony we had ten days before we were to report to Camp Bray for further training. Wyatt and I had laid out a plan that would take us the next five years to carry out. We had decided before graduation that we would save one of our salaries every year for the next five years at the end of that time we would have more than enough to go into business together. Wyatt wanted to go back to college and get his masters degree in engineering. I wanted that too, at least it would give us time together for another 16 or so months. We weren't surprised when we received word upon arrival at Camp Bray that we were being sent onto William and Mary in Virginia to continue our Engineering Degrees. We knew beyond a doubt that mother had pulled some strings, now that she had been promoted to Colonel and stationed in Washington.
Within the week we reported to William and Mary, it took a few days to find a small apartment off campus. Since we were brothers, the people that rented to us didn't even think about it being two guys. We settled into our routine quickly.
The months passed unremarkably. On completion of our Masters program we were issued orders for Iraq; We were slated to provide engineering expertise to the Iraqis. That night in bed Wyatt lay his head on my arm I could feel the knots in my stomach and knew that Wyatt felt them too. I worried about losing him. I sat up and Wyatt rested his head in my lap. I looked down at him as my fingers moved through his hair. "Wyatt, we're going to be all right. I want you to remember that once we get out of the Marines we're going to get a place of our own and make a life together just the way we talked about."
Wyatt turned his head so he was looking up at me. "I know."
He turned his head back and closed his eyes as my fingers caressed the side of his face.
Before sunrise we donned our running clothes and headed out for a leisurely run. We neared an area of the lake that was secluded. In the two years we had been running here we had never seen anyone near the area. Wyatt pulled me to a stop just as we disappeared behind a screen of Azaleas. The grass was dry. Wyatt pulled me to the ground beside him. He began to make love to me, I couldn't last long and I cried out never wanting him to stop and he didn't. He made me hard once again and then easily made me cum a second time. I pulled him on top of me. He smiled looking in my eyes. "I love you."
"I love you too." I kissed him.
He jumped up pulling me to my feet and we continued on with our run. It was noon when we got back to the apartment. Everything we owned was in boxes. We showered together before laying down. The look on Wyatt's face told me what he wanted. I lifted his legs to my shoulders and began to enter him stopping when he winced with pain. As soon as I was deep inside of him I moved hard to his cries of pleasure. As the tension built in both of our bodies, I pulled his lips to mine kissing him and holding his head against my chest as I went deeper inside him and my fingers moved up the back of his neck. Wyatt cried out, his seed shooting hot between our bodies, the feeling was incredible. He cried out saying he loved me. The moment he felt my warmth entering him he cried out until I was spent and gently lay him on his back withdrawing from him and moving his legs from my shoulders. He lay their looking so beautiful my throat caught and I couldn't say a word at that moment. I gathered him in my arms and kissed him then I rocked him gently, his head lay against my chest and we went to sleep. I woke first and slowly moved down his body tasting him until he woke and eagerly held my head in place as his erection teased me until he cried out and rewarded me. I lay my head atop his deflating erection closing my eyes as his fingers moved up and down the back of my neck. By afternoon we had moved everything into storage. We realized how difficult it would be to find time and places to be together safely. On the drive to base we touched each other every chance we got always reminding ourselves of our plans for the future. As we entered the front gate on base I looked at Wyatt one more time and told him I loved him with my life.
He smiled at me, "I love you in the same way."
Once I parked the car in front of the BOQ we were Marines. Wyatt and I unpacked our gear placing it in our quarters. With everything put in place we drove over to the base exchange. Several people did a double take as we walked inside. We spent the next two hours buying civilian clothes in addition to all the small stuff we'd need for our trip. As we entered the cashier's line, the young girl behind the counter flirted with us, we were both flattered by her attention. We had soon changed into our running gear and where headed across base, jumping ditches and mud as we enjoyed the run and the feeling of the wind in our faces. We finished our run just in time to shift colors. We stood tall as sweat dripped from our bodies and the flag was lowered. We hurried to the showers as soon as the bugle ended. Clean we jumped in the car and headed out to a small mom and pop restaurant. We had a filling dinner then headed back to the BOQ. We watched television for an hour before turning it off and sitting next to each other talking. Somehow I could tell our talk was going to be serious, the tone in Wyatt's voice made that clear.
Wyatt put his hand on my leg. "Ryan, all my life I've only loved you. We're going to be heading over to Iraq next week and the possibility exist that one or both of us could die." I started to say something but Wyatt put his hand up. "Listen Ryan, I'd rather die than live without you in my life, I know that sounds strange but it's true. Nothing in this world matters to me anymore but you."
I looked at Wyatt and started to cry. "You bastard don't do this to me. I have to know in my heart that if I die you'll go on with your life. I love you too fucking much for anything to hurt you." Wyatt pulled me in his arms, that was the end of our conversation. Wyatt lay back on the bed, his strong legs on my shoulders as I drove inside him making him swear that he'd never leave me, never. The tension in me was so great I drove deep and hard until he had his head thrown back in ecstasy, I hadn't noticed he had already spent his seed over his stomach and chest. I groaned and filled him, he whimpered. I pulled him in my arms and kissed the top of his head as my fingers greedily moved up his back with a force that told Wyatt he belonged to me. Wyatt kissed my nipples causing my erection to dance to his touch. After a fast shower I lay on my back and watched as Wyatt moved over my erection his mouth taking every inch inside his throat, when he looked up at me I couldn't explain what I saw and I filled his mouth. My hand holding the back of his head as I fed him all of me with each contraction of my body.