Opportunties (Let's Make Lot's of Money)

Lucas had never felt so good in his life.

He could look past the fact that he wasn’t gay and that his younger brother was fucking him silly. Though he knew that this experience wouldn’t sell him on gay sex, he had to admit that Nathan was making him feel nothing but pleasure. He had always thought Nathan would be greedy as hell in bed, but here he was, on his back, his ankles being held out getting fucked like a porn star….Nathan was anything but greedy His thick cock was hitting every single button Lucas had, and a ton of ones he never knew he had. But all of that was nothing next to the feeling of sadness that hung over his mind. For even though he was in erotic heaven, he had come to realize something that was making him depressed.

This was the closest Nathan and him had ever been.

He had always wondered what if would have been like to be raised with Nathan as his brother. Would they have shared a room ? Would they have played basketball together ? Would they have been friends despite the fact they were siblings ? He had always wondered it, but here, with Nathan’s face hovering over his, their flesh joined as one…he wondered if they would have ever ended up doing this. He reached up and kissed Nathan again, this time not out of drugged passion, but out of a real feeling of affection. Nathan kissed him back and Lucas felt a small amount of joy. Real emotion between the two brothers might always be strained, but at this moment and time, Lucas loved his brother, and it felt like he loved him back.

Lucas tried to catch his breath as he felt Nathan start to speed up his thrusts. The blond felt himself pushing back but at the same time he felt the world starting to shrink. He was becoming light headed, and he realized he wasn’t breathing. He felt a growing tightness in his chest, that went along with the growing swelling in his balls. He felt himself starting to cum as he felt like he was floating away. As the first shot of warm liquid flew out and struck his forehead, Lucas felt himself rushing past his brother on the bed. He turned his head and saw his body behind him, Nathan still pumping away. But as the room swept away from him Lucas felt bad for Nathan. He was going to kill himself about this. He felt the world starting to form into a shapeless light and he saw a man standing there…waiting for him.

He felt his forward momentum start to fade, and the figure became clearer and more distinct. Slowly he felt himself come to a stop…and then start to drift backwards. Lucas reached out to the man, who was reaching out to him. As he felt himself start to fall backwards into the world…he saw Keith’s face and called out for him. And then the world went black.

Lucas woke up in a strange room.

There were several older men looking down on him, one of them was holding a syringe in his hand. Lucas felt dazed and completely drained, the man with the needle looked into his eyes and smiled, “You still with us Mr. Scott ?”

Lucas tried to talk but nothing intelligible came out. He just nodded weakly back.

“Good”, the man threw the needle away and turned to Daunte, “Make sure he stays in bed for tonight, and he needs to see a doctor to see if there was any real damage” Daunte nodded and shook the man’s hand. Lucas felt the room start to spin slightly and then go black again. He slept like the dead.
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Nathan wanted to die.

He had sat on the bed, wearing only his boxer briefs, waiting for someone to kill him. All he could see was Lucas’ form, lying there, not moving. He had done a lot of horrible things in his life, but nothing he had done had ever came close to being this bad. How could he explain to anyone that his brother had died while he was fucking him in front of a private club of perverts ? There was nothing left but to kill himself. There was no escaping this time.

Cody had come in several times and tried to pull him out of his silence, but nothing the older jock had said made any difference. So Nathan had sat on the bed, feeling the spot where his brother died with one hand, waiting for someone to kill him. He sat there for almost an hour before Daunte walked in and handed him a bottled water.

“He’s fine”, the older man said sitting down across from the dejected jock.

Nathan didn’t even budge as the words didn’t even penetrate. Daunte leaned in and made eye contact, “Nathan…your brother is ok”

Nathan’s eyes focused on Daunte for a moment, and realization started to dawn on him, “What ?”

“Your brother is..”, was all he got out when Nathan jumped up and ran out of the room. Nathan started to open doors until he saw Cody gesturing to a closed door upstairs. Nathan burst into the room and his heart jumped a beat as he saw Lucas lying there, deep in sleep. The dark haired Raven collapsed next to the bed, crying with tears of relief as he held Lucas’ hand. There was so much he wanted to say to his older brother, but nothing came out. Instead he just kneeled there, watching him sleep.
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The next morning Lucas awoke to find Nathan asleep next to him. His younger brother had his head resting on Lucas’ chest, his arm was curled around his waist, holding him as if he was a life preserver. The blond jock was confused for a moment, the room and the circumstances were lost to him for a moment. It felt like something had crawled up into his mouth and died and as he looked under the sheets, he saw that Nathan was only wearing underwear and he was nude. He felt sore all over and as he adjusted he felt a soreness in his ass.

And the night came back to him.

He remembered how Daunte had blackmailed the Scott brothers and how he had been drugged while Nathan fucked him. The memory of what it felt having his younger brother inside of him gave him a momentary flash of erotic pleasure. He felt his cock twitch for a moment and then the fact he was remembering having sex with his brother made the feeling vanish. Lucas tried to move out from under Nathan’s steel grip, but as he moved Nathan stirred in his sleep and pulled Lucas closer. Lucas could feel his younger brother’s cock swollen and hard against his leg, no doubt morning wood. Moving slower, Lucas removed Nathan’s limbs from his form and eased himself out of the bed. Looking around the room he found his jeans and a t-shirt. Slipping them on he snuck out of the room, making sure that Nathan remained asleep.

He had never been in the club before. He had of course heard of it, a private club in the outskirts of town. Only the very wealthy and the very powerful were admitted. And whatever happened in there, stayed in there. It made for awesome urban legends, but the truth was darker and more sinister than anyone in Tree Hill could understand. He found Daunte’s office and simply walked in. The conversation he was having with two older men stopped as the door opened, all eyes were on the barefoot basketball player with a bad case of bed head.

“We need to talk”, Lucas said looking only at Daunte.

Daunte never took his eyes off of the teenager as he said, “Gentlemen, can you excuse us for a moment ?”

The two men walked out, their eyes crawled over Lucas’ form. He couldn’t help but feel like a piece of meat in their eyes. “Have a seat”, Daunte said gesturing to the now vacant chairs.

Lucas remained standing, “You killed me last night”

Daunte remained silent for a few seconds, “Actually it was your brother’s cock with a combination of some narcotics that caused your attack. But that isn’t here nor there”

Lucas slammed his hands on the desk, “You killed me last night”

Daunte locked eyes with the angered Scott, and he could see this wasn’t going to be that easily dismissed. Finally he nodded and said, “Yes I did”

“I’m gonna make sure you pay for that”, Lucas warned and turned around to walk out. Duante’s next words froze him in place.

“You do that and you won’t get cured”

Lucas turned slowly, “There is no cure for HMC”

“Well no not currently. But Dr. Everest said when he examined you…”

“Who ? That guy…”, Lucas was speechless.

“The man who examined you last night was Dr. Everest…a cardiologist. You know him ?”

Lucas was stunned. Dr. Everest was the best cardiologist on the East coast. His mother had tried to get him an appointment the second they found out about his condition, but his waiting list was over two years long. He was the best in the field…

“What was he doing here ?”

“He’s a member”, Daunte said moving from around the desk, “And a fan. He said he really enjoyed the show last night”, Daunte had come around and stood in back of Lucas. He put his hands on the teenager’s shoulders, “And he said you would be perfect for his new trial group”, he started to slowly massage the jock’s tension filled muscles, “In fact he said he was looking for people like you. Young, in shape, athletic men who were afflicted with HMC. There is a new gene therapy he is working on…and he wanted me to ask you if you were interested”

Lucas felt his heart start to speed up as the thought there might be a cure floated around in his head.

“But if you call the cops, I am going to be forced to name our members”, and his hands gripped the shoulders tight, “And you can bet his name is the first I will give them”, Daunte spun Lucas around and pushed him back on the desk, “So if you want a chance at a normal life…you are going to learn how this works”

Lucas felt the older man move his legs aside and roughly push him back onto the desk, “You are going to do what I say from now on or you’re going to die”, Daunte unbuttoned his pants and brought out his, still soft, penis. From what Lucas could tell it was huge, and that was still soft.

“I thought you didn’t like boys”, Lucas said.

“I don’t”, as he started to stroke himself to hardness, “This isn’t about sex”, and he unbuttoned Lucas jeans, “This is about power”, he dragged down Lucas jeans and underwear in one pull, “This is about control”

Lucas’ face was a mask of terror as he stammered, “o-ok…ok. I get it”, he pushed Daunte’s hands off of him, “Let me do it…you don’t have to force me”

Lucas climbed off of the desk and began to pull down the older man’s pants himself. He saw the sick gleam of power in the mans eyes, he thought he had won, had broken Lucas. Lucas pulled the semi hard penis out and began to stroke it slowly, “Like this ?”, he asked with hopeful eyes.

He didn’t need to answer as the organ began to grow and swell in his hands. He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of owning another body in this world. A feeling of complete control that he was addicted to. He knew the feeling well.

Which was why he was completely shocked when he felt the younger jock’s hands grip around his turgid cock and begin to squeeze. His eyes shot open as Lucas grabbed the man’s oversized balls with his other hand. Daunte’s mouth was half open in shock as Lucas began to strand up and guided him to a chair. Daunte started to say something but Lucas squeezed ever so slightly, making the man’s voice go to a squeak. Instead he leaned up against the chair, watching the blond teen with eyes of pure panic.

“So this is about power ?”, Lucas said locking eyes with the slime bag, “Kind of feels like having someone by the balls…and squeezing”, and to illustrate his point, he did. The sound was half scream and half crying as he let up the pressure, “You see you forgot something about me…I’m not my brother. I already made my peace with my condition. I am ready to live my life as it has to and I know one day, I will die. Threatening me with dying is something I am not afraid of. But dying while taking my brother out of your grip…well that’s worth dying for. Don’t you think ?” Daunte nodded quickly though he wasn’t sure what he was nodding to. “I want the cure, and I don’t mind working for it…if this”, he said gesturing to the club in general, “…is how I have to earn it. So be it. But it is a choice. A choice for me and for Nathan. I am sure you made more than enough money last night on our ‘show’ to cover what he owes you. Anything past this….we get paid. And paid well. We don’t do what we don’t want to and we choose who and what we do. Any threat of blackmail or exposure…and I swear to you. I will make sure every single news agency in the world gets the tape of me and Nathan. Along with your face and address and how you drugged us and made us do it. Any idea how well child molesters do in jail Daunte ? So the choice is yours…you treat us as partners…or you let us walk. But the time for you to dangle swords over our heads to keep us in line”, and he squeezed again, hard, “Those days are now over. Got it ?”

Daunte nodded, tears falling from his eyes. Lucas let go slowly, staking a few steps back to watch what the older man would do. Daunte pulled his pants up in a flash. He looked at the younger jock for a second and then pulled out a gun. Leveling it at Lucas’ head he simply said, “You’re dead.”

Lucas didn’t even blinked He simply looked into Daunte’s eyes and said, “My point exactly. So what do I have to lose ?”

Daunte thought about pulling the trigger for awhile. But there was no fear in the teen’s eyes. He calmly said, “Kill me, and you have a world of hurt as everyone under the sun is going to look for me. Do as I say…and you might make some money out of this. How stupid are you Daunte ?”

Both of them stared for a long time….each of them wondering the very same thing.
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When Nathan woke up Lucas was lying next to him awake. The sight of seeing his brother alive and well….he couldn’t contain himself and practically leaped across the bed and hugged him. He held his head against Lucas’ chest as hard as he could, the sound his older brother’s heart was the sweetest thing he had ever heard. There was so much he wanted to say to him, so many things to apologize for. But as always Nathan found the words failed him. Lucas seemed to understand and just ran his hand through his younger brother’s hair, holding him close and just repeating the words, “It’s ok Nate, I’m here. It’s ok” It took several minutes before Nathan found he could actually talk.

“You’re ok ?”

“We’re ok”, Lucas smiled. When Nathan looked at him confused he simply said, “I’ll tell you later. Like after you get dressed”

Nathan realized that he was nude and jumped off the bed blushing as he pulled on his clothes. Lucas watched him dress and marveled on how perfect Nathan’s body looked. And for the first time, it wasn’t a clinical observation. As he saw the dark haired jock stuff his half hard cock into his underwear, Lucas realized he was a little attracted to him.

As he shook his head he knew one thing…whatever happened next. Things weren’t ever going to be the same.

The End

I am thinking there is a lot of places to go with this story….drop me an email at corpusdawg2002@yahoo.com if you liked it and some things you would like to see. Enough feedback…and I might do the sequel. Or tell more stories of the club…