Random memories

Chapter 2 – Dreaming or not

Chris was dreaming of Wyatt again, though this fact had gradually ceased to surprise him with time. He remembered that it used to disturb him a lot when the dreams had first started, but he had been dreaming of Wyatt nearly every night for the past few years and had learned to expect it if not totally accept it until a few weeks ago.

In this dream they were in the bedroom they had shared since before he was old enough to sleep in a proper bed. He thought he caught Wyatt watching him out of the corner of his eye, but trying hard not to show it, as he sat on his bed across the room and busied himself getting dressed. Chris got out of bed and slowly pulled off his oversized t-shirt, revealing his toned body to anyone who may, or may not, have been watching.

He took his time folding the t-shirt and slowly turned around and bent over and leaned up the bed to put it under his pillow, showing off his firm backside in the process. It was at this point that he knew the real Wyatt used to stand up abruptly and leave the room, which always gave him a rare jolt of confidence and made him smile. Although dream Wyatt did stand up, it was slowly and he walked towards Chris rather than away from him and into the en suite bathroom.

As Chris straightened up he felt Wyatt’s hands slide up his bare back to his shoulders and down again to his hips before they pulled him back towards their owner who whispered in his ear with a chuckle ‘you are such a tease in the morning, you know that?’

While Wyatt’s arms slid around to clasp together at Chris’s front, Chris turned and slid his own arms up and around his brother’s neck, facing him. ‘Isn’t that why you love me?’ he teased. ‘That and everything else about you.’ Wyatt said quietly with a smile as he tightened his arms around his brother’s waist, pulling him firmly against him and kissing him lightly on the forehead. Looking deeply into his brother’s eyes Chris smiled back ‘Aw, you’re such a romantic.’ He paused, just for a second, before going on, ‘I think I’m gonna puke’ he said as he released the laugh he’d been holding and quickly pushed against his brother’s broad chest and pulled away, pretending to retch.

Wyatt took a step forward and caught his arm and spun him around to face him again. ‘Where do you think you’re going? Wyatt asked feigning hurt. ‘I only wanted a good morning kiss’ he pouted as he pulled Chris back towards him. Chris smiled and raised one eyebrow, ‘and you thought making me puke was the right way to go about getting it?’ he laughed. ‘Well I thought jumping on the bed and ravishing you right there might be a bit OTT for this time of day’ Wyatt replied grinning. ‘I guess you’ll have to try that one tomorrow morning and find out’ Chris grinned back ‘Or we could go back to bed and try it right now’ Wyatt said suggestively while walking Chris backwards towards his bed.

Before Chris could respond the back of his legs hit the bed and he toppled over backwards with Wyatt on top of him: both of them laughing. Wyatt pushed himself up slightly on his arms to avoid crushing Chris, but kept their lower halves in contact as he kissed his brother’s neck. Chris, enjoying the teasing game he had been playing, tried to wriggle out from under his brother but only succeeded in rubbing their groins together and causing shock waves of pleasure to course through his body, and a small moan to escape his lips as his breath caught at the contact.

‘Hmmm, maybe it’s working after all’ Wyatt smiled smugly, feeling those same pleasure waves through his own body. ‘Well something’s definitely working’ Chris replied suggestively smiling up at his brother and rubbing his hands over his back and shoulders. With the length of their erections pressed together between them Wyatt didn’t need any help interpreting his brother’s innuendo. ‘Hmmm. Feels like hard work to me’ Wyatt chuckled emphasising the word hard before going back to kissing his brother’s neck, this time on the other side. ‘Are you complaining? Chris asked, eyebrow rising in mock question as his hands continued to roam across Wyatt’s broad back. ‘Never’ Wyatt sighed as he lifted his head and made eye contact before kissing Chris passionately on the lips.

Chris opened his mouth at his brother’s gentle persuasion and their tongues met and danced around each other. Chris moaned into the kiss before Wyatt broke it and started to kiss his way along his jaw, his collarbone and onto his chest working his way down his body. Chris could feel Wyatt’s hands stroking down his chest and then his arms as he kissed him, stroking gently at first and then more persistently, almost roughly now. Chris looked down at his brother in confusion ‘Chris, wake up’ Wyatt said, his voice sounding clear even though his mouth barely left Chris’s skin. Before the look of confusion could deepen on the younger boys face he felt his eyes open slowly, even though he was certain they had already been open.

Looking around him he barely registered any change, except that the Wyatt who leaned over him was now clothed in a black t-shirt and shorts rather than topless and lying very close next to him rather than on top of him. ‘Huh?’ Chris asked sleepily. ‘You were having a nightmare’ Wyatt said by way of explanation.

‘Didn’t feel like a nightmare’ Chris said with amusement, thoughtfully watching his brother’s face, trying to read him. ‘You were moaning and moving about in your sleep’ explained Wyatt gently, ‘I though it must be a nightmare’ he continued as innocently as he could. ‘Liar’ Chris teased, recognising the glint of mischief in his brother’s eyes. ‘But maybe you should get under the covers and comfort me just in case’ he continued, putting on his 5-year-old innocent act, going along with his brother’s game. ‘So it wasn’t a nightmare then?’ Wyatt asked with a grin as he pulled the duvet back and followed his brother’s suggestion, snaking his arms around the smaller body. ‘No, you actually woke me from a really good dream’ Chris explained, as he shifted over to make room for Wyatt on the single bed and got comfortable in their new position. He pouted, exaggerating his disappointment for maximum effect, but really, how could he be disappointed when his brother held him like that?

‘I’m sorry’ Wyatt said hugging his brother tighter to him ‘I just couldn’t sleep with you moaning like that.’ ‘I’ll bet’ Chris smirked as he felt the reason Wyatt hadn’t been able to sleep pressing against his hip. Abandoning the pretence Wyatt said ‘you just sounded like you were having such a good time over here, I felt left out all the way over there in my own bed.’ He pouted now. ‘I’m sorry for waking you from a good dream though’ he continued sympathetically ‘you’ll have to let me make it up to you.’

‘How do you think you’re gonna do that?’ Chris asked as he turned on his side to face his brother ‘and I’ll tell you, it had better be good’ he warned. ‘It was a really good dream, with this really hot blonde in it’ he finished suggestively. ‘Hot blonde, huh’ Wyatt mused, pretending to be thinking as he slid his hands down Chris’s back and cupped his firm arse with both hands and pulled his brother towards him. Their erections rubbed against each other through their shorts and both brothers gasped at the contact. ‘Yeah’ Chris breathed ‘really hot.’ Wyatt grinned and rubbed both hands back up Chris’s back and rolled them over so he was on top of the younger boy. He brought his knees up on either side of his brother and straddled him. Lifting his arms up he removed his t-shirt as Chris’s hands started to find their way underneath it and moved with feather-light touches across his washboard abs.

Once Wyatt had discarded his t-shirt onto the floor his hands made quick work of Chris’s t-shirt and he discarded that in the same direction as his own. Looking up at his brother Chris saw the desire and appreciation in his eyes ‘hmm gorgeous’ he heard Wyatt murmur with a small groan as he lowered his head to kiss Chris once more.

Chris’s confidence and excitement soared and his hands roamed further, wanting to feel more of Wyatt’s amazing body. His need increased as the kiss deepened and in an act of desperation to be closer to his brother Chris orbed both their shorts off simultaneously and onto the floor to join their long forgotten t-shirts. Wyatt gasped and broke the kiss in shock at the new sensations coursing through his body. His mind caught up with his body and he looked down at his brother, ‘impatient little thing aren’t you’ he chuckled with a grin. ‘Always’ Chris moaned as he continued to writhe beneath the blonde god he saw above him.

Wyatt’s hands and lips continued to roam across the toned and tanned body beneath him, gradually working down towards their target. When he reached his goal he slowly inserted his index finger into his brother and began to move it out and back in again, gradually setting up a rhythm.

‘Wyatt? Chris? Are you up?’ They heard their mother’s harsh cry from outside the door. ‘Yes mum, we’re both up’ Wyatt replied through gritted teeth before he heard her thankfully moving on down the hall and descending the stairs. Then he continued to move his finger that was still inside his brother, despite Chris trying to sit up with a shocked expression on his face. ‘Oh my god’ Chris panted as Wyatt gently pushed him back down on the bed. ‘What? It’s not like I lied to her, is it?’ Wyatt said with a wicked grin and a suggestive look down between their still-joined bodies. ‘How can you talk to her with your finger still inside me?’ Chris asked in disbelief as he gasped in response to Wyatt’s continuing movements.

‘You wanted her to come in here when neither of us replied?’ Wyatt asked, his eyebrow rising in equal disbelief. ‘Of course not’ Chris muttered, horrified at the mere thought of it. He opened his mouth to continue ‘bu..’ then stopped and moaned as Wyatt inserted a second finger. ‘Wy’ Chris half gasped half sighed ‘you have to stop that’ he moaned. ‘Do you honestly want me to stop? Wyatt asked seriously, sounding slightly hurt, but he only increased the pace of his hand’s movements as Chris shook his head. ‘Never’ gasped Chris in response ‘but what if..’ Wyatt’s sudden and bruising kiss swallowed the rest of whatever protest Chris was about to make.

‘You worry too much Chris’ Wyatt said breathlessly when they finally came up for air. ‘What was I worrying about this time?’ Chris asked absently, his mind totally somewhere lower than his brain. ‘It doesn’t matter. That’s my point.’ Wyatt said dismissively, not wanting to get into another uncomfortable discussion, as he kissed his brother on the forehead once again. ‘We really should get up though’ Wyatt admitted reluctantly, removing his fingers from his brother with equal reluctance. ‘We’ve got school’ he continued, resting his forehead against his brothers ‘but we’ll finish this later’ he promised with another kiss to Chris’s lips ‘I’ll hold you to that’ Chris promised kissing him back.

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Author's note.

Thanks for the reviews guys. Keep em coming (double entendre fully intended :) )

This is my first attempt at fanfic of any sort. Hope you like this chapter as well. I have one more chapter already written, let me know if you want to read it.