NaNoWriMo Day 13 excerpt. Two things. Number 1: This is strong Qale warning. I mean really. The strongest. Number 2: 27,612 / 50,000
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Qale (aka Qale)
Nov 13 '08, 19:21
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�Devyn�� He cooed my brother�s name as he slows his manipulations of himself. Hot stripes of pleasure shoot across my heaving chest.
I�m momentarily distracted. Hearing that name and then being painted with Kyle�s seed slowed my penetrations of the two year younger boy. But when he climaxed, his body coaxed more from me. A hot, wet embrace from within, my boyishness twitched as the slowed stroke hit more sensitivity. With the spring within my gut finally giving out, I hold Kyle�s hips and go off within.
The pulses of my orgasm buried deep within Kyle made him whimper. Both of his hands went to my shoulders and he clung to me, his longish hair damp across my forehead and face.
I shiver as I withdraw and our spread legs narrow. He drops the rest of his waifish body against mine. Gently, I wrap my arms about his back drawing small circles with wisped fingertips.
What just happened was incredible and certainly as intense of a thing as I�d ever experienced in my entire life. Strongly passionate, I found suddenly that I very much adored this boy in my arms. I bit my lip, as I felt on the verge of sobs. I had to tell him.
�Kyle,� my voice barely audible, it was much like before today when I rarely used it except in twinspeak with my brother or when seeing Peace.
�Mmmm?� Even though he�d made a sticky mess between us, he�d actually drifted to sleep while still mounted on top of me. His curled fingers on my shoulders finally rustled, and he raised his head up briefly to look at my face before laying it back down again.
�Devyn is the one who got hurt during the show.� Closing my eyes as well, I try not to strengthen my hold on the younger boy. I�d done him wrong and he should be able to get up and leave if he wanted to.
Lifting his head a second time, Kyle�s sleepy contented gaze looked back at my face once more. Very slowly, he slid off me. While most of his body still draped across my own, he gave me a long look up and down. �What do you mean?� It would have been an adorable question if I didn�t feel so much guilt.
�I�m Hadyn. I�m Devyn�s identical twin brother.�
It seemed like a long time passed with that statement hanging in the air between us. Kyle didn�t move a muscle other than his eyes, continuing to rake me with them. Finally, after what was a well-deserved agonizing moment of silence, the fourteen year old boy responded quietly, �Is Devyn really going to be okay?�
I nod wordlessly.
�Do you like me?�
Tears began to well up in the corner of my eyes as I continued to very lightly hold on to Devyn�s local boy whom I�d just made love with under false pretences. I couldn�t do anything but tell the truth then as I nodded more strongly. �I do, Kyle. I do. I shouldn�t have lied to you, but Kyle, what we just did�� I swallow hard, fighting my desire to start crying openly in front of him. �It was my first time.�
�It was my first time too.� Kyle remarked, sounding a bit surprised it�d actually happened.
�I�m sorry. I�m sorry I lied to you.� I started to say it a third time. I felt I had to say it a dozen times.
But suddenly Kyle brushed his fingers along my cheek catching the falling tears. He kissed my lips gently then sat up completely. Lifting his hands high overhead, he groaned while he stretched. His eyes darted around the back of the semi-trailer my brother and I called home. Then, he looked back to me. �I forgive you. I don�t know if he will though, but I do. I like you too.�
I release a long held breath. I wasn�t sure what I would have done if Kyle had grabbed up his clothes and raced out of here. I sit up and put one of my hands to chest. �I�m glad you aren�t angry. It was messed up of me, but doing that with you� well that felt wonderful.�
Kyle laughed. �It was crazy. My ass aches. I bet I�ll have spaghetti legs walking home.�
�Will you come back tomorrow?� I�m not sure if I want to hear his reply. Even though he said he�d forgiven me, coming back tomorrow meant I probably would actually have to face what I�d done to my brother to Devyn�s face.
The boy nodded even as he started to feel around the floor next to the bed for his clothes. �I will.� Finding his underwear, he lay on his back and slipped them on. �But you got to promise not to pretend to be Devyn.�
�I promise,� Quickly I absolutely promise him. I reach my hand over, draping it lowly across his still bare belly. I�m glad that when I near, he leans up for an expectant kiss. �We should talk to Devyn together. You may keep me from really getting in trouble with him.�
�You know�� Kyle�s voice gets higher pitched when a wave of curiosity visibly sweeps across his face. �If you�re really identical twins, I wonder if what we just did would have been about the same if you really were Devyn.� The boy scrambled up and out of the bed, jeans in hand about to be pulled on.
�I don�t know. Maybe?� I can�t prevent the frown from coming to my face.
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