Nanowrimo 2008

Author Notes: I got caught up in college so I haven't been on this site since Demecember. It seems more then half of my stories disappeared, and I'm really sorry. I don't know why it happened, but I am still working on this story. In fact, I gone back and started to edit what I already written since I posted my most recent chapter in December. I'm going to post all of the chapters again, but they will be revised, mostly spelling and grammar. I am really sorry for anyone who was confused or disappointed. I work as quick as possible on the chapters back up.


Two sixteen year old boys are woken by 2 people shaking them. One of them is a five year old girl who is the youngest in the family. She is the spitting image of her mother as a small child. The girl’s name is Cindy Sweeten. She has curly, blonde hair that reaches the small of her back. Usually, she wears it in a tight ponytail, but today she decided to wear it down with barrettes. Her eyes are baby blue and they look like they hold the sky within their depths. She’s the cutest thing and could warm anyone’s heart.

The other person doing the shaking is twenty-two year old Jonathan Sweeten. He is a very handsome man. He has brunette hair that stops at his shoulders. His eyes are also blue, but a more intense shade then Cindy’s. He is very effeminate in the face and very muscular in the body, but he wears such baggy clothes it hides his masculinity. Because of this, he often looks like a girl. His girlfriend, Suzie doesn’t seem to mind though. After all, she’s bi.

And finally, we come to the 2 weary boys. They happen to be twin sixteen year olds who are almost identical. Their names are Eric and Kyle. They both have waist length, brown hair that always seemed to be wild and untamed. They have intense blue eyes like Jonathan. Their eyes are lighter then Jonathan’s, but darker then Cindy’s. Their differences are in their eyes and personalities. Kyle’s eyes always seem to hold more emotions, while Eric’s show aloofness, as well as being a little lighter in shade. They both are considered beautiful boys and also are considered to be a couple of the most popular boys in their school. Girls and boys alike flirt with them and chase after their affection. Kyle is a favorite with the girls because he’s much friendlier, but the boys find Eric’s coldness appealing.

Both twins grumpily get out of bed and playfully, more on Kyle’s part, slapped the ones who woke them up. Kyle was not looking forward to today. Not only did he have three tests, but he also had drama rehearsal, and soccer practice. Not to mention he had to avoid Tiffany. She was considered to be a very pretty girl with stereo type good looks. She had long blonde hair that fell down her back in waves and emerald green eyes. She had an ideal figure and curves in all the right places. To a lot of guys, she’d be a model girlfriend, but not in Kyle’s eyes. The fact that he’s bi doesn’t matter, or the fact that he seems to be more attracted to guys. Tiffany might have the looks, but she was a stuck up snob. She did not care about anyone but herself. In reality, when he first met Tiffany, he had been attracted to her. Then he saw how she treated everyone around her. Those flaws made his attraction vanish.

The twins groggily followed their morning routine; bump into each other while going out of the bedroom door; rock, paper, scissors, shoot to see who used the bathroom first, loser mutters to himself, they take turns; Eric gives Kyle the cold shoulder on the way to breakfast; Kyle’s pep gets on Eric’s nerves until he shouts, and they walk to school in silence. They separate once arriving on the school grounds.

Eric walks up to his closest friends and they greet him with hearty hellos. A muscular basketball star known as Aaron sauntered over.

“Hi handsome, why don’t we find an empty closet?”

At those words, Eric starts to harden. Aaron noticed his erection and smirked. What Aaron didn’t realize was it wasn’t due to him. It was the image in Eric’s mind of fucking his identical twin brother. He still needed release though. Might as well take what he could get. He grabbed Aaron’s hand and dragged him to a janitor closet. He unzipped Aaron’s pants, and without even bothering to lubricate, plunged in. Aaron’s scream of agony was muffled by the hand over his mouth. He came first and left Aaron whimpering like a baby.

Five minutes later, Kyle passed the door and heard the pathetic sound. He tentatively walked in and saw Aaron. He immediately rushed to his aid. He went to pull Aaron’s pants up but noticed the still erection, even after Aaron had went through so much pain. Kyle hesitated, and against his better judgment decided to relieve Aaron. He fondled the boy’s erection which spurted semen rather quickly. Kyle cleaned themselves off with rags he found in the closet. Good thing it happened to be a janitor’s closet. He zipped up Aaron’s pants and helped him up. Aaron nuzzled him which shocked him. When they stepped out of the closet, Aaron straightened up, not wanted people to see him as a weakling.

‘Figures,’ Kyle thought grimly.

Kyle couldn’t help but chuckle softly, and after double checking to make sure the basketball player was ok, he walked off to his first class which happened to be Algebra II, which he had with his brother. Instantly, he noticed Eric with his friends upon entering. His own crowd immediately came up to him as well. He smiled, but it felt forced. The truth of the matter was, it was forced. He got so used to faking it, it was second nature.

The morning passed pretty uneventfully until lunch time. Kyle walked into the cafeteria and was greeted by 5 “friends.” He looked to a corner and saw Aaron sitting, hunched over. This was very bizarre. The star that was alone now, was usually surrounded by cheerleaders, other sports stars of the schools, sports fans, and millions of admirers. He must have shooed them away today. Kyle’s heart went out to him. He broke away from his posse, and made his way over to the basketball player. Once he got closer, he could visibly see Aaron shaking and it was obvious he was shaken up. When Aaron sensed his approach, he looked up. Aaron’s eyes were so haunted; much like his own was at times. The only difference was Aaron had someone to perceive while no one really seemed to make out Kyle’s misery. There had been questions in the past. When Kyle denied it, they brushed it off as nothing. No one cared enough to pursue it.

“My brother did this to you, didn’t he?” Kyle whispered. Aaron still heard it and nodded. Without another word, Kyle joined him for lunch. Aaron breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn’t want to eat alone, not when Eric could come over and drag him off to some other janitor’s closet.

The rest of the day passed by like the morning, uneventfully, until the final bell rang. Kyle stopped at his locker to pick up his gym bag, and then made his way to the soccer field. He had missed yesterday because he had to baby-sit; he could not miss 2 days in a row, especially when they had a big game this weekend. Right at the exit, his brother stood and wore an evil sneer. Kyle gulped nervously. He was not in the mood for any games today, especially after seeing what he did to Aaron. He stopped, unsure, and then his anger took over.

“Why did you do that to Aaron? He didn’t deserve it.”

Eric let out a laugh. “Why? Were you jealous because it wasn’t you?”

Kyle clenched his fists. “You are sick. I never want you to touch me and you know that.”

”Then why do you care what I did to Aaron. He was the one who tried to seduce me. He wanted it.”

Kyle rolled his eyes. “I doubt he wanted it that rough. If he was happy with what you did, he wouldn’t be so scared right now.”

There was silence. Kyle just waited until Eric let him pass. Eric moved aside. Kyle guessed that was it for right now. He sighed in relief. He was not up for anything right now, especially when he was about to be late. As he was passing Eric, the wicked twin’s hand brushed over his groin and he become rigid, but Kyle left it at that. After practice, he rushed over to the auditorium for the remainder of the play rehearsal. When he walked in, the advisor nodded to him, knowing he was coming from practice. The director for the play wasn’t as accepting. Darren Wakes came over with menace. Before he could jump on him, Kyle told him about practice. Darren wouldn’t hear of it.

“I don’t care about any excuses you jocks have. You are the lead male. You can’t miss more then half of practice. I’m starting to wonder why I gave you the part in the first place.” Darren turned away in a huff. Kyle stared at him in longing but was brought back to reality. “What are you doing standing there? Get on stage and in position. We’re starting on page 91.” He came to the group, his head down in shame. He never asked for Darren to hate him. In fact, he wanted the exact opposite. He would be laughed out of the school if any of his friends found out he wanted to be friends with one of the school’s outcasts. It was for that reason he would never speak his feelings.

Drama Club was hectic. Darren was being harder on him than usual. All the looks he got from Darren were cold ones. Kyle’s heart was tearing apart. Once rehearsal finally ended, Kyle made his way home. He did his homework, watched a little television, and then it was time for dinner.

At the table, Eric kept leering in his direction. He knew what that meant. It was going to be a long night. As soon as dinner ended, Eric grabbed him and pulled him towards their room. Once inside, the grip on his wrist changed to his waist. Eric bit his neck hard. “You know the rules.” With tears in his eyes, Kyle was thrown on the bed stomach up and stripped. He felt the mouth on his organ and shut his eyes. It was happening again. He was going to be brutally raped by his flesh and blood and he was starting to enjoy it. It was the same thing every time. Eric would scare him enough so he could rape him, then against his will, he would start to enjoy it and get hard. Kyle hated himself for it and wondered if it would ever stop. Suddenly, Eric bit down on his organ and he screamed from pain. Eric covered Kyle’s mouth to quiet him. Once the screamed deceased, Eric unbuttoned and unzipped his own pants. He grabbed the lube from his pocket and quickly lubricated Kyle’s hole, and poured it over his own erection. Quickly, with no stretching, he penetrated his hole unprepared. It didn’t hurt that much, because this had happened so many times before. Eric thrust in and out till his completion, and then was nice enough to pump Kyle to release. Afterwards, Kyle cried himself to sleep.

Eric got up and put his soiled pants in the laundry. When he walked in, Kyle was curled up in a ball, as if trying to hide from Eric. The sinister twin chuckled softly at that thought. Even in his brother’s sleep, he can initiate that fear. There was no where Kyle could hide that Eric couldn’t find him and both twins knew that.

Author's Note: Please R&R even if already reviewed once. I was planning to print out the reviews as a sort of memorabilia for my first nanowrimo and they're are now all gone. I would really appreciate the reviews.