Look I own this story, not the Characters they are based on or anything that has to do with the Suite Life. Get over the fear of Homophobia on your own time. Do not read if you do not want to duh! I mean you have been warned. Besides all of us at one point have had thoughts along the same lines, we are all Bi at one point. Its human nature to be curious...Simon.

Chapter 3: Deflowered Boner Blossom

"Zack?"

I called out but no answer. Placing an ear on the door I called out again.

"Zack, Are you in there?"

"Wait up Cody."

"What are you doing?"

"Wait up."

"Zack?"

"Um, I'm changing."

"Okay? So what, I've seen you naked."

"Wait a minute, Cody."

"Zack, come on, I'm trying the other door."

"No, Wait!"

I walked into the bathroom, trying the door that leads to our room with no avail. He locked both doors for some reason and now I wanted to know even more.

"Come on Zack, what are you doing?"

I had to know what ever he was up to. The anticipating did nothing but aggravate and temper my growing curiosity. It was filling me to the brim, yet still flow over and soon would give way.I needed to find a way to break in to my own room. I left in a hurry heading over to the closet out into the hall. Grabbing a x-head screwdriver from the top shelve I jumped down landed on my feet making my way back towards the toilet, being in there so long made me remember, I needed to go badly.

After sometime I had managed to tinker on my options of getting in. Achieving my first goal of unhinging the door seem very unrealalistic. Beside me unable to reach the top latch, I also figured that unscrewing the knob was the way to go. It was going well, till I realized having my side of the knob off, meant I couldn't get inside even more. I didn't consider, Zacks side of the knob.

"Uh you always were better at these things than me..."

I gave up. Trying to put the knob back together, I failed as I had no real clue to fix it. Fidgeting here and there it fell off a sudden jolt forced the door a little open slightly. Poking his head from the other side Zack looked at me with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, and hey that's what I should be asking you."

"You really couldn't wait could you" He said, making his way in to the room the door shut behind him. He picked up the door knob and held it out to me. "Do you want me to do that?"

"Uh, Sure..."

I stared at him watching as he fixed it in place. I wondered how he could do it so easily and I, so unable to do the same. Sitting on the toilet seat cover I wandered in to thought. Zack woke me out of it tapping me on the shoulder as he told me to wait a little longer. He kissed me on the cheek leaving me alone in the bathroom as he shut the door again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ZACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I locked the bathroom door, I knew now how curious he really was. With the beds ready, I closed the curtains to block out the rain and light show outside. Almost finished I moved Cody's sidetable. Positioned oposite myown to the left of the beds I put together. Four Candles placed atop each, I had found them downstared along with the flashlights. I quickly lit one with a match watching it burst a flame and flicker and I used it to light the others. Turning off the lights I saw them illuminate the room slightly. This would be perfect.

I open the door that lead to Cody swaying it slightly ajar. I looked through the opening but did not enter just yet. He sat patiently upon the toilet seat looking to the floor.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CODY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Cody?" Zack called. I turned my head watched as he enter the bathroom. He took my hand helped me up and on to my feet. "Are you ready?"

"I dont care anymore," I lied. I didn't want to give him the chance to see me excited. A little angry I kept staring at him as he lead me into our darkened room. Eight Candles burned around a massive bed i had never seen before. Standing upon tables the flames flickered like dancing spectors, casting light upon everything in the room as my eyes adjusted. We walked to them now the light inviting and warm, they whisper of things to come. Taking a corner of the comforter Zack slid the covers away as he climed atop the mattress. He looked back to me. I knew he was smiling. Smiling up at me his eyes never shifting away. In awe and amazement I climed in after him, taking the spot beside his illuminated form we moved closer. He slipped the blanket over the both of us, inches appart. I saw my arm rap around his waste and he leaning in to my body.

"What do you think? " he asked through a kiss upon my cheek. I closed my eyes taking it all in and kissed him back on his neck. A little visible audible as well were the soft giggles that came from him. I slowly reached out and started to lift the tail of his shirt. I pulled him in closer still as my other hand rased it slowly higher. "Cody," he whispered, his soft slender belly appeared before his hand reflexively jerked his shirt back down. "Don't rush it," Zack instructed. "I know you want to," he sghed, taking my hand into his. "Don't rush into things you're not ready for though okay?"

"Zack," I pleaded, eyes pained from all the waiting I had to endure the passing hours before. "I, can't wait anymore," I couldn't help reaching for his shirt again and the small boy simply stared in awe as he allowed me to lift the front up. I loved the little chest before me. It looked so soft and hairless, the small mounds of his muscle as smooth as a baby's bottom, his nipples tiny little purple dots on his pretty pale skin. He was biting his lower lip bashfully as I looked up and smiled at him. He swallowed nervously as he felt me pulling his shirt even higher. He was gasping as he raised his thin arms and I pulled the shirt all the way up and off him.

Zack looked to me again as I gazed at his little chest and soft skin. His yellow hair was in disarray(messed up) around his cute face but it only made him cuter. The silky strands shining brilliantly in the candle light. Against the color of his cheeks he looked beautiful and sweet. His chest was so soft I couldn't help touching it and slowly ran my hand from the soft nape of his warm neck, over his small shoulder and down across the slender contours beneath his childlike nipples.

"Cody," he warned whimpering again, but his eyes were watching as I caressed his little body and he liked it. My fingertips slid very slowly across the small ripples of his rib cage and were soon petting the warm skin surrounding his little belly button. For all his nervous breathing and excitement I could tell he wanted this still far more than I did, save for the fact even with all the anticipation on my part. I still seemed to be only half into this as he was. "Your so cute," he gasped, all bothered, but calming now if only just a little. His trembling hand grasped the hem of my t-shirt as the other moved to my shoulder. holding me in the way I did him he leaned in closer. Kissing me upon the cheek I realized he had now taken charge of the encounter. I unaware that from the very beginning switched roles with him as the one making advances on the other. He had been the one as of late, showing me what was, however now I see he truly loved me, my brother. Giving me chances to take control was proof of this.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ZACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I lifted the hem of his shirt revealing the tummy that mimicked my very own in every way. Soft, smooth flesh everywhere. Cody's lips soft and tender, sweet strawberry shared silk. He parted them to slight to see but I felt easy with such awareness upon them my own did press.(uh...I'm getting to poetic again...=P)

Parting our lips I snuggled against his skinny shoulder laying my head upon it. "How do you like your surprise," I whispered, well with in his ear.

"Zack, don't," he pleaded, feeling my hand pulling at his shirt softly, "ruin it."

"It gets better," I cooed, "for the both of us."

I gently lifted his t-shirt further his nipples now noticeably naked, and pink upon such boyish skin. He let me go for but a moment lifting his scrawny arms above his head and back down again as I pulled the fabric up and off of him. His beauty at its fullest. We sat there half naked in each others arms. I looked to him and he to me, mirroring the elegance of one another with the occasional movements. I now began to think, we were meant for each other. I believed it.

Holding me close as I did him, our touch like fire in each contact, skin to burning skin as our warmth kept our minds elevated at a constant high. Shut from the cold outside, and in my arms I did what I could to make him feel safe. As much as I loved him I needed to be cautious. I could not hurt him in any way. I rubbed his shoulders placing him down on the bed next to me. I leaned in kissing him again as he try and speak.

"Zack."

"I love you, Cody." I did not let him go farther, letting my lips taste him, as I teased the boy beneath me. licking the tinny ridges of his own I moved closer still, feeling his chest on mine, Cody's arms caressing my smooth back from my shoulder blades he ran his fingers down my spine to the sides of my waste. I held him. His skinny shoulder in one hand and felt his ribcage with the other. So smooth not even white hairs mar that of his perfection. Shifting from his mouth from then on I kissed him on the cheek. He closed his eyes in a shiver shuttering. His heart beat now elevated to the tempted tempo that I had caused. Great feeling in him, for him. "God, Cody," I whisper under breath, "I love you." He opened his eyes smiling that cute way of his. He kissed my neck pulling me inward, snuggled against my nape as he again pressed his lips upon my shoulder as he moved his hands now rubbing my shoulder blades. I kissed his collar descending to his chest a little more. I looked to him. Cody stared back, a mix of boyish fear and wanting pleasure on his face, it shone brightly and made him all the more cute. His childish face a little elevated by his neck smooth lacking that of an Adam's apple.

I could feel his body swelling rhythmically as he breathed and couldn't help but lay my head down on the soft skin. I couldn't resist rubbing my cheeks back and forth across that smooth boy flesh. Cody stroked my hair almost maternally as we lay there together but I soon felt his eagerness urge him to take my pants off too. Save for the fact that I were in no hurry however, it would be a bit longer still till the time came for that.

He looked to me silver eyes looking diamond like in the flickering flashes of the candle closest to us. Our faces, chests, and shoulders bared, bathed by the candlelight, the rest under cover of sheets. I watched him in tow smiling as he gazed away, realizing now at what exactly. I turned thirty shades of red, blushing all I could do was look back, both boys glancing at each others shorts from under the covers.

My Khaki's elastic, beside the hem of his jeans, beside one another just above them our belly buttons his in front of me and mine far off enough to still see. Now or never as it was I pulled them down. Slipping them off with a single hand as I shifted and turned working them down my skinny legs. My boxers soon the only thing I wore. I looked to him, smiling still with my head upon his skinny abdomen. He seem to be a little afraid of my proximity to his jean shorts as I could feel him twitching nervously.

Gently I took the fold of his shorts pulling them as the garter snapped back startling him. He winced making him all the more appealing in my eyes as I lifted his underpants partway placing my hand with in them, yet Cody did nothing more than tense visibly. Pulling back they snapped like his shorts had done causing him again to wince. God was he adorable. I pulled the front of his shorts down to uncover his little penis mound. Cody lay in his briefs still however his erection obvious and we both repressed laughter as we lay now grinning and blushing in our underwear.

I threw the covers to the foot of the bed. Cody grinned, to shy about going the next step we both wanted so badly. He looked at me expectantly a moment, then looked down at the boyish bulge between his legs. Blushing, I was astonished, he suddenly pulling his briefs down at an instant, hands taking there thumb and forefinger to the sides as he slipped them down slender thighs.

The sight that greeted me was so beautiful I could have cried. Cody's penis looking so lovely in its pale, hairless innocence, stuck out so hard I could see it throbbing madly. The little head was a very bright purple, poking out it's prepuce(Foreskin). The Sweet skin surrounding it had already grown red from all the excitement. His little slit yawned open on its shining glory of the little head. Farther down his testicles and hairless young scrotum. His beautiful boyhood seemingly the same as mine. It stuck out so straight, I couldn't believe we were gay.

I longed to feel it between my lips. Of course that occurred to me, that may have been all he wanted now, maybe the reason for the sudden burst of confidence certainly uncharacteristic of the former Cody.

Jealous thoughts entered my mind. Could he only like me for the attention I had given him down there? Wait a minute, "It's your turn." I said not realizing it as Cody moved a little closer to me. His penis now rubbed against my thigh shifting my body I could take it no longer. I sat up and pulled my feet in to kneel. I crawl towards Cody closer to his erection as he lay now on his side.

Smiling in embarrassment or curiosity, I did not know either, Cody quickly reached out and jerked my boxers all the way down to my feet. I lay there with my little three inch erection, frantically throbbing toward the cute eleven year old boy that was my brother.

Astounded by his new found audacity I stared as Cody grabbed my little penis causing me to twitch, his awkward fingers caressing the stiff member as he felt the hairless skin around it. He grinned at me, he knew how good it felt having him touch my privates.

This was my chance, pressing forward my hips moved my throbbing boner between my legs. I pushed against Cody's hard member meeting fingers I moaned into the covers above me laying my head back as my eyes rolled and toes curled. Unaware I heard my soprano voice shout but one word a little above average audibility.

"Cody."

That was all it took, he knew somehow, or maybe wanted me as much. I had no clue. The skin pinched back pulling forth again as it rubbed my penis head. Cody's teeth further down the shaft it made way up his throat then back down again-so warm and wet.

"Hey, uhhhh!"

That did it my desires so sharp and longing, I couldn't help myself and took Cody in my mouth. Sweeter then the tenderest kiss. He half breathed inhaling partway as he moaned from his throat muffled by my own member. I held him there as my hand clasped upon his bare thigh, and my fingers at the base of his penis. My other hand rubbing his bubble butt, plump and round it felt soft and smooth as the rest of him.

I plunged down yet again my tongue tasting the tender flesh of my brother's penis. His heart throbbed with in me far more so felt then my own pulse with in my chest. I heard it like a thought in my own mind so much so familiar and yet so very foreign. My tongue pressed against his cum channel licking here and there, the taste oh so sweet.(Let me inform you all it depends on what you eat.) Then again it would not matter, for I loved him all the heavy breathing could all but be heard from the contours of my testicles in-between my legs the moans stifled most and even that blocked by Cody's own sucking. He so warm and wet did try very hard at it, maybe a little to hard as it sure tasted that way. My hips moving to meet his mouth Cody seem to favor in licking my purple head as he proceeded to under my foreskin: Lick the slit where upon it did feel the most intense. Pleasure took me in every stroke as he continue, my subconscious counting them, six, seven, eight nine...

Not wanting to be out done I focus as best I could retreating to the tip of his shaft, I pulled his skin back from the base revealing more of his penis head before sucking only upon the poor purple tortured thing. It begged me for orgasm and I was happy to do the honors. However it soon changed, letting my lips lunge once more to the base as my cheeks sank in. I went down on Cody for the last time, unable to take much more without breathing. Again it occurred to me what I had wanted now, save for the fact I was getting it now seem so meaning less unless it were thoroughly enjoyed.
I sat back a little more relaxing as Cody continued coaxing my boyhood into flourishing. Struggling to catch breath I kneaded his dick and caressed his butt tenderly upon smooth skin as he try and mimic my actions by the pool previous.

"Uhhhh, don't stop!" I whmpered through gritted teeth.

Cody took in all of my erection at once not stopping until the tinny three inch penis lay upon his tongue and out of my sight. So warm and wet by his saliva, as his ruff tongue lapped against it awkwardly. His cheeks sank the suction getting a little stronger as he pulled me further into his own mouth and kissed my testicles at the base. Warm breath upon my pubic mound as he tried so hard for some reason, whether it be for me or utter love of my dick I will never know, nor did I care at the moment. Cody licked the length of my shaft down to my hairless scrotum beneath it. Tenderly kissing them before returning to my penis it lay soggy, throbbing and wanting to blossom in orgasm, so much so it hurt a little.

Cold saliva now further increased the warmth I felt in his mouth as it returned. He adored giving me his first blow job, and boy did he ever show it. Knowing it were not long before I would have to climax. I braced myself. My pleasure began to grow burning through and through, from my testicles to my belly then my abdomen and chest seem to flow throughout a single streak of pleasure.I gritted my teeth to hold my explosion in and my naked little body jerked frantically against Cody mashing my hips deep into his mouth as orgasm flooded my mind. Bucking up once then twice I lifted off the bed as the afterglow of orgasm took me, laying back down as Cody continue to suck my penis even as it had continued to flex in desperate attempt to pee.

I took breath like fish out of water, liking the whole ordeal at an instant. It all replayed in my head. I now understood the eagerness Cody displayed for such a thing, and now I shared the same feeling or perhaps a little bit different. I wanted to pleasure him now. Even still I'd be lying if I didn't say I liked him sucking me off, however the prospect of having him orgasm in my mouth was all the more tempting a thought.

Gasping with horny excitement I tenderly took it in my fingers The little head shining and I very slowly moved it towards my lips. I stuck out my tongue tasting it again. Cody gasped in shock but his penis tasted so good I didn't take the time to notice. My tongue slid along his erection feeling like a mucky rock in my fingers as I held the base. Hearing how heavy my brother was breathing, I very slowly pushed my head between his legs and pressed his penis head against my lips. He gasped even louder in amazement. His penis slowly pressed my lips open and the little head slowly slipped into my mouth. The hardness of his erection could be felt so easily in my mouth, the little ridge that separated his purple head from his pale shaft felt rock hard and throbbed madly. I allowed the pretty boyhood to slide along my tongue. Hot spit covering it as i salavated and I was able to fit all of it into my warm, sucking mouth until I could feel the hairless skin around his penis pressed against my upper lip, felt his warm, hairless testicles against my chin, smelled the clean fresh aroma of his youth with my nose against his belly.

Cody gasped with every beat of his heart but did not moan during the few minutes it took to get his boyish orgasm to climax. I loved sucking on his penis so much that I didn't slide it in and out of my lips this time. Instead I held it all the way in my mouth, sucked gently on it licking it with my tongue. It was clear Cody liked it and I liked sucking on his hairless peter. It felt so nice, tasted delicious, smelled like the sweet aroma of youth. I just lay there with my blond head between his thighs, my lips making slurping noises as I sucked him, my hand rubbing rhythmically up and down on his soft belly and the other upon his butt.

With a single thrust his hips rammed the penis into my mouth. Finally letting out a very soft high pitched cry, his skinny body tensed visibly. His orgasmic pleasure so deep I could feel it caressing his little organ, even as I continued sucking on it. Cody's naked little body suddenly shuddered and I felt his pretty peter flexing against my tongue. His squirming orgasm lasted for more than ten seconds and he lay there squirming with pleasure, his eyes closed, chest bulging with small muscles as he fought to keep from crying out. I loved the sight before me, the length and sight of Cody's orgasm. I watched as his small body slowly grew still, watched his little chest shrink as he let out a long breath of relief, watched his naked body relax.

The little penis in my mouth nearly limp before he even opened his eyes and looked down at me. I smiled up at him, his penis still between my lips, he suddenly grinned and looked very happy. I let his rubbery little peter slide out of my lips and we both stared at it, laying slimy and very small on the boy's hairless belly. I rolled around laying back down beside my brother, still beaming at me as he lay his head on the pillows. I loved him now more than ever, it felt true and nothing would ever change that.

Kissing Cody on the cheek I leaned into him as we cuddles under the covers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CODY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

His kiss so sweet and tender, Zack loved me and I knew it, I held him gently rubbing his shoulder blades. His head upon my chest I fondles a wisp of hair hanging over his eyes, and in my arms he fell asleep. My eyes shot to the candles, flickering as the last continue to burn out, now merely stubs as the wax melted in the hours of the night. Closing my eyes for the final time I fell asleep.

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The air was getting warmer as I walked, my joints loosening and feeling better. I felt oddly happy, though I had no apparent reason for being so: I was dressed in rags, I was hungry and I knew no one, including myself. Still, I was young and free and ready to face whatever came my way. Mostly I was delighted to be walking along the street and seeing so many new things. The world was big and glorious and I wanted to see all of it. My feet, feeling very tender, scraped against the cobblestones through the holes in my boots, but even that couldn't dull my boyish excitement.

A few blocks from the alley, the road ended in a huge square as I'd expected it to. Already a hundred merchants were scurrying about and readying stalls. They carried or dragged crates and pallets of fresh vegetables and fruits, fish and meats, many of them accompanied by burden laden boys not much older than me. These boys looked about as ragged as I did and I wondered if maybe all boys dressed in rags. The grown ups with them were dressed a little better, but didn't seem to like the dirty boys.I saw several boys being slapped and ordered about harshly. They didn't look as happy as I felt, but they didn't cry and none of them objected.

I watched the cavalcade of food they carried with a gnawing hunger in my stomach, but I was also transfixed by all the activity and by all the buildings that surrounded the square. I forgot about the food as my eyes scanned the area, taking in a hundred sites I had no memory of ever seeing before.

The largest building there was obviously a church, huge and imposing. Though most of the people were hurrying about with other tasks, there were occasional visitors to it, huddled as they went up the steps beneath the tall, twin towers. The people looked small and pathetic beneath the glory of the cathedral and many of them looked as poor and ragged as I did. There was a cemetery beside the cathedral, but it didn't interest me much. I wondered if I might be able to get some food from the priests inside, and found my skinny legs heading in that direction even as I continued to scan the unfolding bazaar around me.

"Get away from there, boy!" an angry man suddenly barked at me. I turned and saw him approaching me with a furious look on his face, and just had time to realize I was standing near his stall of fresh vegetables before his huge, meaty palm struck me across the cheek, sending me reeling back against the cobblestones. My cheek burned from where he slapped and I awkwardly tried to stand up.

"I didn't..." I started to explain, but I stopped when I realized the man had every intention of giving me a sound spanking. Instead, I whirled around, pushed myself to my feet and managed to start away at a run. The man kicked me hard in the butt as I scurried off into the crowd, but I managed to keep my feet and he stopped following me lest he abandon his stall to all the other street people lingering near.

Now why did he do that? I wondered, feeling my eyes filling with tears. I wasn't doing anything wrong. I was just trying to go to the church. I realized that a lot of other people were looking at me suspiciously, too, and I tried to keep far away from any of their stalls. The way they looked at me and the way they treated the boys hauling the masses of food made it pretty clear that these people didn't like boys very much. Maybe going to the church wasn't such a good idea.

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Light flickered in the shadow of the moonlight as the curtains sway with the slight shift in the air. Strange had my dreams been of late, I did not know why I had been having them nor what meaning in them there was but clearly I had been having them. Turning my head to the window light shone through them, enough so that it suggest the raining had stopped, at least for the time being. As my eyes took a second to adjust to the light I shut and opened my eyes waking and becoming aware of my surroundings. My head shifted again as I looked to the clock, finding it to be early morning I only slept for more than a few hours. Zack still by my side, he turned as I breathed deep. The glowing numbers read 3:46 as it shifted numbers.

I closed my eyes in hopes I would fall back to sleep. minutes passing as I failed to return to the dreamscape. Feeling puzzled I thought about them, the dreams I so amazingly remember, yet did not know the reason I had had them. What thoughts could have conjured them with in my subconscious?

A church, in a town of boys, I not knowing who it were in them, they seem so peaceful, yet strange in some ways. I wondered could it occur again? I mean having the same dream is not unheard of but quit uncommon, as all the more however, dreams fallowing one another? That seem far more unheard of to a boy my age. However different the two they had some similarities, and that enough drew me to question them, save for the fact till I actually fell asleep. Closing my eyes as I had thought in the safe darkness of my mind.

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I felt a brief pang of loneliness and stopped in the middle of the square. I should go back to that boy, I thought. He was a little strange to want to play with my penis, but he was cute and friendly. Better to have a good friend who was a little weird than no friend at all. What was I doing before I saw him? I wondered.

The cathedral. It was still there, standing out higher than anything in town. I had been going there for food. The apple had helped a little, but I was eleven years old and eleven year old boys are always hungry. The boy said he would be waiting for me in the alley at noon. That gave me plenty of time to go to the cathedral and get something to eat. Who knows, it might not seem so weird to have my penis played with if I didn't feel so hungry.

The decision made, I continued on across the square feeling a lot less lonely. That boy liked me and he was going to be my friend. Maybe he knew a place for us to sleep and wouldn't play with my penis in an alley where someone might come in and see us. For now, I would eat. Later, I would play with my friend.

I didn't know why I expected food at the cathedral, but apparently I had been in a church before because I was quite certain that they were supposed to take care of me. For whatever reason, I strolled across the square with my small bag of belongings flung over my shoulder. Despite my experience with the one man at the stall, I tried to smile at people going by but most were too busy to notice me. The ones who did eyed me suspiciously and twice I was scatted away.

They didn't seem to like boys very much, which made one wonder why so many boys were permitted to run wild around the square.

The sun had risen quite a bit and the air was warming nicely. I realized that my ragged shirt was still unbuttoned and my little chest was almost bare, the necklace twinkling in the sunlight. Nervously, I buttoned it back up, looking around for anyone who might have seen the necklace and want to take it from me. The boy in the alley didn't seem at all interested in stealing my things; he just wanted to touch my body for some reason. I knew that other people wouldn't be as kind or gentle as he was.

I finally reached the cathedral steps and walked up them toward the huge wooden doors. One of these was open and I peered nervously inside. The room was fantastically huge, more than a hundred rows of pews leading from the entry to the ornate, imposing altar. I stepped slowly through the doors, my booted feet scarcely making a sound against the hard stone floor. A few dozen people were spread around in the pews, leaning forward in prayer. Slowly, I moved forward.

A hand grabbed my skinny arm and restrained me and I turned to find a man in his late twenties leaning toward me.

"What do you want, child?" he asked, his blue eyes looking at me suspiciously. He was wearing black robes and a cross hung aroundhis neck. Without knowing why, I knew he was a priest.

"I'm hungry," I said in a soft, quiet voice. My voice was high pitched, unlike the deeper voice of the man who towered over me.

"Where are your parents?" he asked me.

I shrugged.

"Are you an orphan?"

I shrugged again. I didn't know if I had parents or not. Perhaps I was an orphan. How was I to know?

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It was mid-morning by the time I awoke. I could tell because the room was bright with sunlight defused only by the soft, chiffon curtains. Although my sleep had been deep and filling with more dreams I had full recollection of, I felt eerie fear creep into me as I had no way of understanding them. Shrugging it off I looked around, there at my side was Zack to comfort me.

It seem deathly quiet and I lay there with my blanket pulled up beneath my chin wondering why no one had come to wake us. Where was mother? Still, the bed felt so clean and soft that my fear couldn't last long. With him right by my side it felt far more comforting as Zack's chest sank and rose filling his lungs with air I felt his presence so strong it radiated with in me. I glanced to my right looking at his face, and to my surprise above his head lay a small, stuffed brown teddy bear. It smiled into nowhere, unnoticed by the both of us during the night. Grinning childishly, I let one of my arms slip from the blankets, pulling the bear halfway back under the covers and holding it against my bare neck, snuggling it against my cheek. This was a very immature thing to do, even for a boy my age and I knew it, but it felt nice to have a soft, furry friend.

"Zack, Zack wake up."

I shook my head, trying to wake him with the bear and nothing happened. Gently soothing his bare belly I stroked the smooth skin beneath me

.
"Uhhhh, Five more minutes, mommy." He answered softly, turning around to avoid any further contact.

"Zack, Mom's not home, yet..." I said a pained look on my boyish face.

"I wan pancakes, mommy."

"Zack, come on get up." I continued tossing the bear playfully at him. It bounced off, landing on the floor as Zack turned in his sleep. Man he was such a heavy sleeper sometimes. His leg shifting the covers away from him and his bare chest lay visible for me to adore. I watched as the boy's form shrunk exhaling air as he slumbered somber and safe. I soon noticed a tent seeming unnatural to the fabric's pattern of folds. Grinning I realized, Zack had another boner, morning wood.

Swiftly pulling at the covers I unveiled the throbbing three incher from its confined space between the sheets. I couldn't resist giving it a little kiss. Supported by my hands I leaned down over my brother's lap. I took the whole thing in at once sucking it with out stopping. The head so stiff it could be felt so well with in my mouth. I lapped down the shaft with my tongue, letting it rest upon it as Zack turned his head, still sleeping. I increased the pressure, his head fitting comfortably in my slimy lips as I sucked harder. I soon heard his breathing grow harder, as did his hot member. Soon enough he opened his mouth, clearing his throat as it felt dry, smacking his lips as an effort to relive them. Watching him I smiled his boner still in my mouth. I continued till his eyes partly opened and his body began to flex, he began to grin as I further sucked his dick, licking the foreskin and purple head beneath it. He thrust his hips forward, feeling him climax as he fully woke from slumber.

"Ahhh, Cody!"

He shuddered relaxing in the afterglow of a powerful orgasm, breathing harder Zack placed a hand atop of my head. My blond hair blocking my view a little as I try to see him-his face as he rose off the bed. He sat up, my head still between his legs, hips thrusting into my mouth now and again as we stay that way for a while longer.

"You couldn't even wait till I got up?"

"Hahaha!"

He smiled at me as I let his flaccid penis fall from my mouth. "Thanks though, your, a, getting better." I blushed, shrugging my shoulders as I got off the bed. My legs propelling me forward at a run I felt myself begin to stumble as I made way for the hall, awkwardly but I did not fall. Naked I walked to the bathroom wanting to pee very badly I left the door open again.

"What time is it, Zack?"

"9:06" His high pitch voice cried out from the room. I pulled my skin back as I began to relax, feeling the pressure that built from below my belly release as I relived myself. My butt twitched as I bucked, leaving the last drop fall.

"Uff!"

"Ahhh!"

I hit the side of the tub, falling over his arms around me as we fell into the bath.

"Yikes!" I giggled. "The tub's cold."

"Last night was the greatest little brother," he looked to me, my face turned hot as I knew the instant I had blushed. "Lets get cleaned up, you may smell sweet but a little sour too." He smiled at me getting up and turning the water faucet on his side of the tub.

W soaked in the bath, each at one side of the tub now turned Jacuzzi and neither of us complained. He washed my back, me unable to stop him, save for the fact I did not want to, I returned the favor by washing his hair as he did my own. Cleaning behind my ears and scrubbing my face with soapy bubbles I sneezed my face twitching as Zack laughed as little. All the more, the reason I loved him he has always shown me he cared. My guardian and angel, never would I say the same together for he would only protect not love as he does me, such as guardian angels do.

Clean and dried off Zack even insisted that I even let him dress me, for what odd reason I did not know why, but he seem all the more chipper today. What ever it was I knew I liked the attention I had been getting. He chose for me to wear, a baby blue shirt, complete with white blazed stripes on the sides, a pair of clean jean shorts and one to no surprise, the strongly given suggestion of no underwear..."Uh, I wonder why, right?"

"Come on Cody, Peesss, for me?"

"Uh okay," I said, he slipping a green shirt over his yellow head. "What do you wana do?" I stared, as he finished dressing jumping into a pear of black jim shorts, the ones that were full of holes and made of silk.

"I guess I wana go outside today, what about you?"

"I wana call mom, I wana know why she's not home yet."

"Uhhh, okay, I guess I can call her first."

"Sure, after breakfast, Ima go cook, Zack, I'll call you when its ready"

"Wait, what, you don't want me to help?"

"I don't need you to burn anything, haha!"

"Hey, you don't even know what I want."

"Sure I do, Pancakes, haha!"

"Right, okay, but how did you know that?"

"You told me, momma's boy!" I said this darting out of the room before he had a chance to retort. Finishing within a half hour there lay upon two plates three large, steaming pancakes for me and five for Zack, fresh strawberries on the sides for us both, with the syrup in the center of the island. Orange Juice for him and lemonade for me. I called him down a minute later stepping down the stairs as he held the house phone to one ear.

"It's not working, Cody." he sighed, "She's not answering right now." Zack sat on a stool as he continue to try yet again.

"That's okay, I guess..." I assured him, more for myself then his benefit, I was a little more worried for her then anything now, but soon shrugged it off and began to eat.

He rolled down the sidewalk, off the curve and down into the street, Ollied off and back onto the driveway passing me as I changed my wheels, tightening my trucks as I sat on the ground wrenching away at them.

"Come on Cody, would you hurry up?"

"I'm, ah, almost done Zack."

"Oh, man."

"I'm going as fast as I can, you could have helped me you know?"

"yeah, but then I couldn't see you trying to do it all yourself."

He smiled looking cute in that black helmet of his. I finished soon enough and we were soon on are way down to the park again this time however to the concrete portion were it was cool for kids to skate most of the time, unless there was a social event scheduled to be there at the park. My watch read 10:49, when we entered the park. There seem to be fewer people then most days but it did not bother me the least on a Sunday.

We skated around the park for the better part of the next 2 kids rode around as well on boards and other equipment, numbering a little over ten as they frequently left and others came in replacing them. Zack practicing most of his flip tricks and I on my own pretty much got down to having a good time.

An older kid approached us, on his bored he seem to be a couple years older than Zack and I. Being impressed with Zack's and a little with my own skills he told us his name was Ryan Sheckler. Hitting it off right from the start they decided to play a game of SKATE. I watched as Zack ended up the winner, surprised by this Ryan offered teaching him and I new tricks. I declined, though Zack was very interested in learning how to do all kinds of pop shove-it variations. Zack tried to attempt one even Ryan was sure unable to accomplish, certain he would make it my brother paddled for the railing above a few steps. Launching off the ground Zack took a fall smacking his knee pretty hard even as it were covered by his pads, Ryan and I ran to him as soon as he'd hit the ground. He looked so cute when he was in pain his face tightened and I could see small tears forming in his eyes. He tried to fight them back but just ended up sniffling loudly tears began to stream down his face. I decided to try and comfort my brother, and save his dignity.

"Zack, it's okay the fall looked really painful, cry all you want bro."

"Yeah, man, sorry I shouldn't have even mentioned it to you" Ryan added.

"Uhhh, uhh, n-no, its my fault..." Zack stammered.

"Come on Zack, not even Ry could do that."

"Yeah, your brother's right, dude."

Zack smiled back weakly and I stretched out my hand to help him up, as he got to his feet limping a little.

"Hey, guys sorry, I gotta go, see you around," Ryan continued, "And Zack put some ice on that if you need it." Leaving, Ryan rode his board out of the park as I helped Zack towards the opposite direction. As soon as we had sat down on a bench however, a man in an apron stood before us.

"Hey Kid, are you okay?" The man asked, looking at Zack who watched me with half opened eyes. Answering for him, I let my brother rest as he sat there and rubbed his knee, still tears in his eyes.
"Uh yeah, he'll be fine," I continued, now noticing there were others dressed like the man, Save for the fact that his was a different color apron. There were only the two of us now, as the other kids seem to have gone as well. "What's going on here?"

"Oh, you don't know?" the man asked with a very puzzles look about him. "We're getting ready for the August Festival this Week."

"Oh, um what festival?"

"The one that occurs every year in this city, they decided that it should be held in this massive park this year. Sorry boys but kids can't be here anymore for a while, we need to get everything ready, the equipment that's coming here soon and with all the work to be done you could get even more hurt. So go on home"

"Really?" Zack asked, blurting it out before I had ever the chance, he even stopped crying in all the excitement forgot the fact that he were hurt.

"Then what do you want to do for the rest of the day Zack?" I asked. We walked, him on my shoulder for support as we stumbled down the path across to the far end of the park.

"I have an idea," he said, rising enough to begin walking under his own power. There were several copses of trees and he and I went to one of them without speaking. My heart was beating faster and I could feel my penis already stiffening. Soon we were hidden in a small clearing it the woods and turned face each other. We didn't say a word to each other, just blushed and smiled down in embarrassment. Our boyish excitement filled the air and I could actually see the sweet bulge of Zack's erection in his shorts.

When he finally reached for my pants, my body flinched and I gasped in nervous passion. I looked down and watched as his trembling fingers unsnapped my jean shorts and very slowly unzipped them revealing me with out a sort of underwear. Only then did he look up at me, his cute face, blushing, his blue-green eyes filled with still fear and desire. His small hands awkwardly pulled my pants down to my knees and I stood there with my little penis throbbing visibly bright as the purple head moved up then down. Very carefully his fingertips caressed the stiff little member between my legs. A shiver of pleasure swept along its length and all through my body. Feeling no less nervous than he did, I took hold of the elastic of his silk shorts, pulling at the front of them then pulled them down his legs very quickly. Zack giggled softly and lifted his shirt above his belly so he could look down at his own erection. I did not stop to fondle it just took hold of his underpants' elastic band and jerked them down too. His pale, boyhood stook straight out between his legs, slender, pulsing pretty, the little head shining pinkish in color, the tiny slit seen emerged from its protective skin pressed open. I swallowed as my mouth watered, longing desperately to suck on the cute little thing's three inches. However I still felt shy and nervous, trembling fingers took ginger hold of the thing and felt along it's short boyish length.

Zack still grinned and watched his little penis as his twin brother's fingertips lightly petted the soft, hairless skin all around it. It was so pretty and felt so hard and excited. His heart was pounding and I could feel the blood pumping into the sensitive tissue of his beautiful young penis. Letting his shirt drop back into place he giggled and quickly I soon felt his warm, trembling fingers reaching out to fondle mine. We stood there, two little boys, twin brothers, our innocent fingertips gently petting and probing our hairless boyhoods. Both members so hard and frantic, the only thing Zack and I could do was blush and feel them, smiling boys at each other. I could feel his fingers and thumb slowly grip my slender little peter, and he was soon masturbating me, his small hand tugging my hairless penis with rhythmic, pulsing pleasure. I was so excited that my sweet erection was instantly filled with the stiff joy of delight and I giggled with pleasure as he stroked and tugged my little penis.
My brother was just as excited as me and he immediately gasped as I started to rub his hairless erection. Soon we were both giggling and gasping as we rubbed each other, our slender legs feeling weak, our faces bright red with embarrassment and pleasure. We both looked down at the little member's in each other's hand, watching them being quickly masturbated, each short stroke sending joy through our young bodies. They were both so alike, in size, slenderness, both so stiff, our heads both shinning a bright purple, slightly open slits yawning open. I longed to suck on Zack's sweet hot member, but could not bare to pull away from his tender hand. My body was filled with excited expectation of orgasm and I could only stand there gasping and feeling the joy in my penis.
My Orgasm climaxed so suddenly I felt a wave of terror sweep me as the pleasure became unbearable. I almost fell to my knees as I felt my body shudder with wonderful excitement. I felt my little penis flexing as my brother kept stroking it. I made little crying noises with each jerk of my small body but didn't cry out. It felt so good so innocent and I longed for it to go on forever. Eventually, however, the crest broke and I felt my intensely excited little body quickly relax into warm and happy relief. Zack giggled and I could tell that he knew what had happened. He blushed at me as my little penis softened between his fingers, his still very hard and pulsing in mine.

Still gasping from my pleasure I looked down at his sweet erection, the sight of beauty of the hairless mound between his smooth legs that stuck his penis out from his young body before me. Though still dizzy with happiness, I could now concentrate on the pretty little penis and on the love I felt for him, my brother, my Zack.

Trembling with expectation, I found myself slowly dropping to my knees, my hairless penis slipping from his fingers and sitting limp between my legs. Zack looked a little confused but all the more concerned. Soon however it changed as he watched my face come directly in front of his slender hips, staring at his hairless erection and licking my lips.
"Cody?"

I still held the slender penis between my thumb and forefinger and I gazed at the swollen little head feeling my mouth water. Zack was so hard, the cute little boy was so excited. my eyes filled with beauty of his innocence, I gently pressed his penis head against my lips. He gasped immediately in shock. "Cody!" his sweet voice exclaimed. I pressed his penis persistently against my lips and the thing very slowly pushed them apart, the hard erection slowly slipping into my warm, slimy mouth. I feel his penis head slip into my mouth and it tasted so sweet and good. My tongue immediately licked the tiny slit as I let the throbbing shaft slide so slowly into my mouth. It felt so small but so incredibly hard. Zack was already crying his bright blue green eyes staring in wonder as his most private place disappeared into the warm slime of my sucking mouth. It felt so great, he were so small I could fit all of his adorable erection in my mouth. I could soon feel the smooth hairless skin of his belly against my lips. His small testicles, in his smooth scrotum, against my chin. I sucked on his pretty peter very gently and allowed it to slide very slowly from my mouth only to again feel it push its way back inside as Zack's hips propelled it forward.

He felt like he were about to fall over in pleasure and I could hear his squeaky young voice moaning in fatigued wonder and delight. Holding on to his waist I kept him in place as my loving lips sucked up and down the short length of his penis. It sent shivers of pleasure all through his small body. I felt his pleasure, could feel my skinny brother squirming as prepubescent orgasm filled his sweet little love tool.

Zack was soon jerking in climax and I could feel his stiff erection flexing in my mouth. His voice crying with such strong feelings it almost unbearable to him. The orgasm so wonderful to him I felt his legs start to buckle. His penis slipped out of my mouth and Zack fell to the grass, his mouth gasping for air as his lungs demanded it. He looked neither frightened nor hurt, just lay there gasping as his orgasm peaked and began to flow out of him. I stared at his penis shining red now with my saliva, as its stiffness slowly left it.

When Zack finally recuperated, we both stood up and pulled our short pants back on. We stayed silent till we were halfway out of the park and heading home, skateboards in hand as we walked.

"Why did you do that Cody?"

"I like doing it, uhh, a lot Zack," I giggled, looking to him he blushed as the boy continued to walk by my side.

"Really?"

I shrugged.

I didn't understand my feelings for him walking beside me. It felt as if I couldn't live without him, the boy I have known for my entire life. I wanted to see him naked all the time, make him feel the pleasure his penis so willingly gives him. I loved to make him shudder in orgasm, and I could not wait till the next time I would have the chance to do it. I loved him more than anyone I have ever known, and to me it was the perfect way to show it- right?

AN: Okay I looked it over and ran it over again and again, if anything is really wrong let me know with a review, i would like to know what you think, and btw flames suck. But if you have anything real to say i would love to hear it. Sorry It took forever to post though, college, family and all do get in the way, writing dropped from my priority and drawing replaced it once more also. But I guess i seem to love another pairing I seem to see is so undiscovered here. I plan to continue this and CHARM A LOT MORE, Cause Freddie Highmore as Twins IS SO OMG!...

Simon.