Random memories

Chapter 3 – An average day; the quiet before the storm

That day at school the brother’s went about their days with their separate groups of friends as usual and only saw each other once in passing between classes when they didn’t have time to chat, so just said ‘Hey’ to each other. Well, what Chris heard with his ears might have been ‘Hey’, but what he heard through their telepathic connection was ‘Hey Sexy’ which caused him to blush hotly and look away quickly; to make sure nobody else had heard the thought, even though he knew there was no way they could have. It had only been a few weeks since their first kiss and this was too soon in Chris’s opinion for that kind of banter in public. Did Wyatt want everyone to find out about them?

After school Wyatt waited for Chris at the gate and then drove them home as they chatted congenially about their days and the homework they had and various other meaningless stuff.

Wyatt was due to sit his final exams at the end of the year and had a lot of revision and coursework to do so went straight up to their room to study after Piper greeted them in the hall as usual. Knowing Wyatt really needed to get some study done Chris remained downstairs and helped Piper with the dinner while he told her about his day and Piper told him about the weird thing that happened at her restaurant. Chris couldn’t really keep track of the story though as his attention was being increasingly drawn to the growing sense of stress and panic he could feel coming from upstairs. Wyatt needs to relax, he thought before Piper intruded on his thoughts once more, this time with an offer of a cup of tea. ‘Thanks mum’ he replied, ‘I should take one up to Wy too.’ ‘How thoughtful of you Chris’ Piper gushed proudly as she filled the kettle. Chris wasn’t about to enlighten her as to his ulterior motive.

Five minutes later Chris placed the tea on the desk in front of Wyatt who murmured ‘thanks’ in a distracted way. It was possible he’d not even seen what it was Chris had given him, as he continued to be absorbed in the book he was reading and taking notes from. ‘Hey’ Chris said as he placed his hands on Wyatt’s shoulders and began to gently massage them. ‘Take a break for a minute’ he continued ‘and thank me properly’ he teased. ‘Don’t’ Wyatt snapped as he shrugged his brother’s hands from his shoulders. ‘I’ve got to finish this chapter before tomorrow.’ Chris put his hands on Wyatt’s shoulders more firmly this time and murmured close to his ear ‘I could feel your stress from downstairs you know, you need to relax or you’ll start blowing things up, and then you’ll get mum even more worried than she normally is.’ ‘Mmm’ Wyatt groaned, as Chris pressed his thumb particularly hard on a tight muscle at the back of Wyatt’s neck, effectively destroying his concentration. ‘I really need to get this done Chris’ Wyatt warned again, if less harshly, trying to regain his focus. But when Chris’s lips joined his hands on Wyatt’s neck his eyes closed briefly and he lost his place in the book entirely. ‘Maybe just 5 minutes’ he murmured as he rested his hands flat on the book on the desk and let his shoulders drop, keeping his eyes closed and enjoying the relaxing sensations his brother was creating. Chris grinned smugly to himself ‘mission accomplished’.

Chris managed to effectively distract Wyatt from his studies for the next 20 minutes until the time he knew dinner would be ready. He deliberately kept things light and both of them fully clothed, however much he (and Wyatt) might have wanted them otherwise and right on cue Piper called upstairs ‘Dinner’s ready’. ‘Hmm’ Wyatt groaned in frustration as Chris removed his hands from his back. ‘God, You’re too good at that’ he moaned after he had checked his watch and noticed how long he had allowed himself to be distracted from his studies. ‘The things I have to do to protect us all from your powers’ Chris sighed, rolling his eyes and then just grinned back at his brother before quickly exiting the room and heading downstairs.

During dinner Piper asked Wyatt how his studying was going. With a dark look at Chris, who was sitting opposite him, he replied ‘fine’ and couldn’t resist adding ‘no thanks to Chris'. ‘Chris, I’ve told you before to leave your brother alone while he’s studying. You should have just left the tea and come back down here out of his way’ Piper immediately admonished him harshly but Chris didn’t reply, just looked down at his plate. ‘Traitor’ he said grimly to Wyatt through their telepathy but then had a struggle to remain looking suitably chastised when Wyatt replied via telepathy ‘I might not have liked what you did, but you know I loved the way that you did it’. Chris could practicly hear the smirk in the voice in his head. ‘Get out of my head, ungrateful traitor’ Chris responded testily without moving his lips. He put up his telepathic block so Wyatt wouldn’t know that he was actually slightly mollified by Wyatt’s words.

‘Great dinner, thanks mum’ Wyatt said 5 minutes later, having cleared his plate ‘I’m gonna go finish studying.’ ‘OK Sweetie, don’t stay up studying too long’ Piper called after him as he ascended the stairs. ‘Yes mum’ Wyatt’s exasperated voice called back. ‘I trust you’ll make sure I don’t’ Chris heard Wyatt inside his head. He’d stopped concentrating on maintaining the telepathic block when Wyatt left the table without thinking about it and was only a little surprised to hear Wyatt now. ‘Only if you make it worth my while’ he sent back. ‘Always’ Wyatt chuckled back ‘just give me a bit more study time, Please.’ Chris could feel the stress and note of panic and frustration again in this sentence and was about to reply but he felt the telepathic link now being blocked by Wyatt.

I don’t need to feel it to know he’s stressed, Chris thought. I’ll make him forget about those exams tonight though. ‘What are you grinning about?’ Piper asked, interrupting his thoughts yet again. ‘Just find it funny when Wyatt has to study and I don’t’ Chris covered quickly, hastily removing the grin from his face and looking back down at his nearly empty plate. ‘Well if you haven’t got any homework you can help me by searching The Book of Shadows for a spell to deal with that woman I think is a demon at the restaurant, while I do the books’ Piper said. ‘Sure mum’ Chris answered automatically, his mind still looking forward to his plans for later.

Without much to go on Chris wasn’t surprised that he found nothing for Piper in The Book of Shadows but he did find something for himself and Wyatt. It was a sight-and-soundproofing spell that he thought would come in very useful in his plans for tonight.

Around 9pm Chris began to feel Wyatt through his empathic powers again, though whether this was intentional or due to Wyatt’s concentration being too heavily elsewhere to maintain the block he wasn’t sure. Maybe Wyatt was just too tired to maintain it any longer Chris thought as he lounged on the sofa in the conservatory with The Book of Shadows resting on his knees. He knew from personal experience that a telepathic block takes mental energy to sustain it, not physical energy, it was the same with the studying and Wyatt had been at both for hours now without even a break for a drink. After half an hour of feeling the intense stress his brother was feeling Chris decided it was time to take action again. He had been looking at his watch repeatedly during this time, anxious not to draw attention to the fact he was going to bed by going too early.

After saying goodnight to Piper and his aunts who were chatting in the living room Chris went upstairs. Once in the bedroom he cast the spell he’d found earlier and seeing the walls glow briefly he knew it had worked and he walked over to Wyatt who was still absorbed in his book. ‘Time's up brainiac’ Chris teased as he leaned over his brother’s shoulder and kissed him quickly on the cheek before heading into the en suite bathroom.

When he returned to the bedroom Wyatt was still sitting at the desk swatting up. ‘Come on Wy, you’ve done enough for tonight.’ Chris whined. ‘Nearly finished’ was the gruff response. ‘You’ve got other things to finish as well you know’ Chris reminded him suggestively, slightly put out that Wyatt was still so absorbed in his studies while he was there obviously ready to play. He felt a pang of slight guilt though when the only response he received was a surge in the feelings of stress coming from Wyatt. He never wanted to add to Wyatt’s burden.

‘Definitely time for some stress relief’ Chris thought to himself. ‘Desperate times call for desperate measures.’ He stripped off all of his clothes and folded back the duvet on his bed before lying down, but didn’t draw the duvet back over himself, as he wanted Wyatt to see. He started to move his hands leisurely over his own body and concentrated on sending the relaxing sensations through their telepathy to Wyatt.

Pretty soon his dick was semi-erect and he couldn’t resist touching it. His eyes closed now, he closed his hand around his dick and slowly began to stroke it to its full length. He was enjoying this so much he didn’t notice anything around him until he felt a presence beside his bed and looked up to meet Wyatt’s lust-filled gaze. ‘That’s my job’ Wyatt said huskily with a leering grin as he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to take hold of Chris hand and removed it from his dick. ‘Then do it’ Chris moaned as Wyatt replaced Chris’s hand with his own.

‘Patience little brother’ Wyatt said, chuckling as he climbed onto the bed and straddled Chris’s legs, his hand never leaving Chris’s dick. He continued to stroke gently and loved the increasingly desperate sounds coming from Chris as he gradually increased the pace of his strokes. ‘Better?’ he questioned teasingly. He already knew the answer from the blissful expression on his brother’s face but he just loved hearing Chris’s voice during sex: it was such a turn on for him. ‘Mmm, much’ came the breathy reply, sending sparks of joy through Wyatt’s body and straight to his dick, which was now becoming uncomfortably cramped in his jeans.

Chris was getting lost in the world of sensation his brother’s hand was creating and he could feel his hips jerking erratically upwards for more. Wyatt used the pre-come now leaking from the tip of his brother’s dick as lube and his hand moved smoothly up and down the shaft. He could no longer resist having a taste so he slowly bent down and quickly stuck out his tongue to gently lick the head. ‘ungh’ he heard Chris moan before he demanded ‘again.’ Wyatt never could deny his brother anything so he did it again, and again, in between strokes of his hand. ‘More’ Chris groaned, so Wyatt gave a long lick up the underside of his dick from root to tip and then sucked on the head gently. ‘God, Wy, Ungh’ Chris moaned nonsensically, his hands snaking into Wyatt’s hair.

Wyatt continued to suck and lick on Chris’s dick gradually taking more and more of it into his mouth with each bob of his head. He felt Chris’s grip on his head increase until he could barely move it as Chris’s hips jerked up into his face. It was more like Chris was fucking his mouth than anything else; and he loved it.

It was almost as if Chris had heard this thought (which Wyatt now realised he actually might have done, what with the empathy and telepathy!) when he rasped through gritted teeth ‘Oh God, I love fucking your mouth Wy, it’s sooo good.’ Wyatt damm near came right there in his pants.

Shortly after this Wyatt felt Chris’s body tense up and he didn’t need the vocal confirmation he received that his brother was about to come. ‘ungh, Oh God, I’m gonna come, Wy, now, ungh’. He quickly held Chris’s hips down with his hands and moved his head back until only the head of Chris’s dick was between his lips and then he franticly swallowed as Chris’s dick pumped its salty goodness into his eager mouth. Once the spasms stopped Wyatt released Chris’s softening member with a gentle kiss and licked his lips, not wanting to waste a drop of his brothers beloved essence. Chris’s body now lay limp beneath him; the only parts of him moving were his chest, which was heaving with his heavy breathing and his now-soft dick, which continued to pulse slightly in the air. Wyatt looked at his brother’s contented expression and feeling content himself, (for now at least) moved up the bed to lie beside him.

‘I keep forgetting how good you are at that’ Chris whispered lazily just as Wyatt was starting to believe he’d fallen asleep. ‘I thought it was me supposed to be providing you with some stress relief though’ Chris said after a moments thought. ‘That was enough stress relief for now’ Wyatt murmured back with a contented smile; being able to bring his brother to orgasm always seemed to have that effect on him. ‘Though if you insist on returning the favour in a bit I wouldn’t argue’ he continued suggestively. ‘I thought you’d never ask’ Chris chuckled as he suddenly found some energy he hadn’t realised he still had from somewhere and propped himself up on one elbow and leaned over his brother for a deep, penetrating kiss.

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**Author's note**

Faith B - Thanks for the reviews, I hope you like this chapter too. Any ideas for my next chapter(s)?

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