Note : This is my first story, so be gentle if you will. I would appreciate reviews very much. This is erotic fiction only.

Sometimes what you want can be in front of your eyes. Like a piece of fruit dangling off of a branch that you simply cannot reach. But you know it's there, all of it's succulent glory in your mist. Sadly, however, you have to walk away while your stomach rumbles hungrily. Is this relevant to what I am talking about? Very much so.

Being only 15, I am very ignorant about a lot of things in the matter of romance. I never saw the importance of it. Thought of it as some far fetched scheme to make someone such as myself waste their time on such a trivial subject. But as I grew wiser, my attitude changed. Though boys my age and younger has been frolicking around with girls, I have had no such luck. Is it because no one is out there for me? Or there is no one who like me? This has bothered me for quite some time. Though I concealed my teenage woes from my mother and brother, they weren't too foolish to recognize the signs.

My mother, brother and I lived in a warm, comfortable town inside San Fransisco. My mother was a widow. Her abusive husband died only a few years ago. While I loved my father strongly, my other brother, Kal, resented him strongly. The cuts and bruises he sustained at the hands of my father healed up, but the eternal wounds were still fresh.

Me and my brother have been inseparable since birth. As a baby, I was so attached to him that my mother said I strongly reminded her of a rabbit, chasing a carrot endlessly. Thus, my nickname became rabbit. My brother Kal was carrot. Those names since have become very special to me and my brother. Almost like a code that was unbreakable.

I soon found out that my eyes would not stray to so much as girls, but instead on boys. I would stare for minutes at a time at guys at the school gym working out, or turn to stare at a boy passing me by in the halls. The prospect of anyone else finding out this would scare me to death. So I breathed not a word. Not even to Kal whom I would go to for anything.

So it began. I knew that surely someone would have noticed my awkward behavior, especially Kal, but if they had any clue they didn't let on they did. I was satisfied yet saddened by this. But how would my mother feel if she found out? What if my father knew of this? Or better yet, what would Kal do if he found out?

Another day dawned. My alarm clock buzzed loudly in my ear. Not even 2 seconds after it started buzzing, I snapped up in a flash. Sluggishly, I put on some clothes as i stood in front of the mirror. I wasn't bad looking at all. I had sleek, blond hair that lightly fanned my forehead. My broad nose, and eletric green eyes helped to add to my boyish good looks. I was a bit on the scrawny side, but my slightly pale yet long legs made up for my lack of strength. Running was a special skill of mines.

Just as I buttoned the last button on my shirt, Kal, fully dressed, entered.

"You ready for school, Matt?" He said through a yawn. My brother took his looks more from our mother than our father. I got most of his looks. He had almond brown hair that was never below forehead level, with eyes to match. His completion was lightly tanned, and he was very athletic. He played on the football team at out local school. His worked up a good build. His body rippled with developing muscles, but he was more acrobatic instead of all brawns. We were only a year apart, but it seems nothing short of ten.

"Only if you are carrot," I said chuckling. With him owning a car and being legal, of course it couldn't be more convenient for me. I followed him out of my room to the the living room where my mother waved us off as we got into the car. Kal revved up the engine, and took off.

Immediately by Kal's mood I could tell something was wrong. He wasn't talking much. I happened to glance up into his eyes exactly when he looked at me. I blushed slightly.

"Uh, listen rabbit," he said in a low voice. "Are you...ok?" This struck me as odd, but then again, he knew me too well.

"Wrong?" I said blankly. He faintly nodded, giving me a look of concern. "Of course not," I lied, though he didn't look like he was convinced. We rode in almost unbearable silence until my brother pulled into the school parking lot. I hastily hopped out, scared of him to confront me with another question.

That day, I was still troubled even as I walked home. Kal was preoccupied with his football practice, so I would walk on that occasion. I trudged to my room and lied facedown on the pillows until I heard the arrival of my brother come in shortly. Our mother beckoned us for dinner, so we sat in silence and ate. Afterwards, my brother went upstairs to prepare for bed. I did the same. As I approached the room, the faint sound of a shower being made was heard. I glanced briefly at his door before entering mines.

My sleep was shortlived, because thunder boomed outside, causing me to shoot up. I was always uncomfortable with storms, so I did the one thing that would ease my nerves. I crawled out of bed and creeped into my brother' room. He snored lightly as I slipped in the bed. He could sleep through anything I thought.

"Kal," I whispered. His eyelids fluttered open.

"What's up..." He mumbled sleepily.

"Can I stay in here for a while?" He nodded slightly before he drifted off to sleep again. I layed by his side, our faces inches apart. For us, this was normal seeing as though I could never get to sleep easily. And tonight wasn't any different.

Still wide awake, I stared at my brother for the longest time. I always regarded him as handsome, but it was always from a brotherly point of view. But seeing his sleep now sparked something in me. The raindrops that now beat against the window made shadows across his face, making him look something of an angel. My mind was slowly imagining his soft pinkish lips brushing against mine. I shuddered. I shouldn't think of him in that way. I never had before. But then again, I never did until I found out I was gay.

We were always close, but the insane feelings that were flowing through me right now exceeded brotherly love. I found myself reaching out my hand to lightly touch his cheek. He shuddered a little, which caused me to draw my hand back fast, then fell back asleep. Hesitantly, i reached out again, the back of my hand brushing against his warm cheek. My skin began to flush as I gently ran that hand back and forth. He made no further movements, so I grew bolder and scooted closer to him. My legs were resting on his hips and my head was touching his. He still didn't wake.

I ran my fingers slowly up and down his covered chest. He wore a white T-Shirt though it was pretty transparent. As i ran a finger across his nipple, i could feel it instantly harden. I drew in my breath as I ran my finger across that spot repeatedly. He made a little groan and shifted around uncomfortably. I felt something touch my thigh and throb slightly. I realized that he must have been aroused my my caresses. 

Moving just a little closer to him so that my pelvis was against his, I rocked slightly against him. Our clothed cocks made contact and rubbed against each other. He opened his mouth lightly and uttered yet another moan. My blood began to boil as I felt myself grow hard. It was wrong for me to do this, I know. But all cares aside, I continued with my teasing.