Non Brotherly Love
Title:Non Brotherly Love
Author(s): Juliadw
Artist:the wonderfull moongirl http://moongirl24.livejournal.com/138439.html
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: This story in no way is associated with “ATWT”, Proctor & Gamble, CBS, or the actors/actresses on “ATWT”. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.
Characters/Pairings: Luke and Noah
Word Count: split in four parts, 3370,4259,3887,3790 .
Warnings:
Spoilers:non what so ever
Summary:Driving his newborn son home from the hospital in a storm, Holden spots a movement on the side of the road. He decides to stop and offer his help. A decission that changes his life forever
Author’s Notes: When the idea for this story settled itself into my brain I decided to research the subject and found several websites of similar stories. Not always this intens, mostly from adopted children that found a connection in the siblings they didn't grow up with. No harm is intended with this story.
I want to thank Lotsip and Samson for the awesome support along the way and the editing they did. Girls, you rock my world on a daily basis but you rocked it a bit harder for this!
Thanks to the wonderfull Moongirl who stepped in in really short notice and did an amazing job. Hope you all enjoy!!
Link to Story Master Post:http://juliadw.livejournal.com/13373.html:
Link to Art Master Post http://moongirl24.livejournal.com/138439.html:
Prologue, May 18th 1995
The sound of a crying infant was almost outdone by the sound of rain pounding on the roof of the car. With almost no visibility Holden Snyder carefully manoeuvred the car through the empty streets of Oakdale. He took the turn that would bring him and his family to the last mile of the journey. A single road cut through the woods and connected his farm to the small town he’d grown up in.
Holden looked through his rear view mirror and smiled at his wife who was leaning towards their newly born son, singing him a lullaby in an attempt to comfort him.
Luke Edward Snyder, born just a couple of days ago in Oakdale memorial hospital. Thinking about the amount of pain and suffering his wife went through giving birth he suddenly felt a lot more respect towards the female part of society and especially to his wife and his mom. He couldn’t even imagine going through childbirth another six times and he hadn’t done anything more than held Lily’s hand and breathed with her when the pain threatened to overwhelm her.
Focusing his attention at the last part of their journey home Holden sighed when he saw the flood of rain that was pooling on the road. He could only hope his momma and his brothers and nephew had helped putting the horses inside. No living being should be outside in weather this bad.
It almost seemed impossible for the rain to fall harder but Holden could swear the curtain of rain he was riding through got even thicker. He slowed down the speed of the car, travelling at walking speed. Three more turns and they would be home, finally.
Holden couldn’t help himself; he glanced in his rear view mirror to look at the wonder that was his. Luke was almost asleep, his eyes nearly closed but still locked with Lily’s. They made the prettiest picture he’d ever seen.
Just as Holden looked back at the road in front of him he saw a shimmer of movement at the side of the road, causing his heart to leap into his throat. He stopped the car and before Lily had the chance to ask him what was going on he was out, soaking wet in an instant, running to where he saw a blur of movement once again.
When he came closer he could see the blur was actually a woman, cradling something to her chest while she tried to walk the road. She didn’t register Holden’s presence and when he touched her arm she didn’t react, just tried to keep moving.
Her lips were blue and they kept repeating the same word over and over again, his ears not registering any of it.
Holden stepped in front of the woman, trying to stop her from walking and get her in the car. The moment she registered him, she reached under her thin summer coat and shoved a crying, blood smeared baby into his arms. She reached up to cup a stunned Holden’s face, lifted her mouth to his ear and whispered a single word to him; “Noah”
She removed her hands from his face and collapsed to the ground.
4 years
“Broooooooom, broommmmmmm” With arms flapping a little blond boy ran through his room. “Brooooooooooooooooom, come Nowah, play airplane.... broooooom”
On the high bed, a little boy with black hair had his nose buried in a torn magazine filled with stories about ducks that lived in Ducktown. “Nooo Wuke, I wanna wead, come wead with me.”
Luke froze on the spot and shot a look at Noah, pouting his lips and narrowing his eyes just so he looked a little sad. Noah looked at him and shook his head, sighing. He couldn’t resist his brother’s sad face and Luke knew it. “Okay let’s play aiwplane.”
Noah jumped out of the bed and landed right before Luke on the floor with a loud thud. ”Broooooooooooom”. He spread his arms and chased after the Lukeplane through their room, through the hallway, down the stairs and outside into the backyard.
Lily looked through her kitchen window at her two sons playing in the sun, laughing softly every time they did something goofy. She fixed two plates of fruit and cookies and two cups of lemonade for them. They had been outside for over an hour and she thought it was time for a break.
“Luke, Noah, come inside you two, I made you some refreshments”, she called through the open kitchen window before she turned, picked up the tray and walked towards the couch in the living room.
After a few seconds she heard the backdoor opening and closing and two sweaty, flushed boys ran into the living room.
“Whoa whoa, no running in the house boys! Please go to the toilet to relieve yourselves and wash your hands. I’ll put the new Transformers cartoon in the VCR so you can watch some TV.”
“Yes mom”, the two boys said at the same time before they raced each other to the toilet. Lily smiled when she heard Noah won and got to go first and Luke shouting his disagreement at that.
When the video was running and both boys were settled on the couch with their snack and drink she went back in to the kitchen to start dinner.
“Wuke? I am tired!” Noah was sitting on the couch with his eyes dropping. He was a difficult sleeper and woke a few times each night. He didn’t get out of bed anymore. If he did, he was sure to wake up Luke and he didn’t want that. It was why he was sleeping in the top bed of their bunk bed. Lily and Holden knew the two boys adored each other and Noah wouldn’t risk waking Luke. Besides that, Luke wasn’t the best one to wake up. He would snarl and growl until Noah would let him go back to sleep again. Lily and Holden had given Noah a flash light and Holden made a little shelf for his comic books at the end of his bed. Now Noah would wake up and read a little before he could fall asleep again, only leaving his bed when he needed to pee real badly.
Luke took one look at his sleepy brother before he made himself comfortable on the couch, he opened his legs and put a pillow on his tummy. “Come Nowah, come sleep with me.”
Noah crawled between his brother’s legs, curled on his side with his head on the pillow and circled his arms around Luke’s leg, hugging it. When Luke mindlessly started to card his fingers through Noah’s thick, black hair his eyes fell close and he let himself sink into warm, safe sleep.
Lily finished the preparations for dinner when the phone rang. She waited for one of the boys to answer but when the phone rang for the fourth time she hurried out of the kitchen to the living room. She reached the phone just as it stopped ringing. Irritated she turned towards the couch, ready to scold the boys for not answering. Instantly the frown left her face when she drank in the sight of her boys, sleeping soundly on the couch, hugging each other. Luke was lying on his back, his head on the armrest and his hands in Noah’s hair. Noah was sleeping between Luke’s legs, his arms around one of Luke’s legs.
Lily pulled open a drawer to get her camera. She took a picture and another one for good measure when the front door opened and Holden stepped through.
“Shtt” she whispered, pointing at the sleeping boys on the couch.
Holden took a look at the couch and smiled tenderly. With each passing day, Noah reminded him more and more of the woman who was buried at their own cemetery. His eyes were just as blue and his lips were just as full as hers had been. Every day he thought of the woman that had given him another son and hoped she was at peace.
Thinking back of the day they found Noah he shivered, still remembering how cold it had been and how wet he was. After the woman had collapsed on the side of the road Holden almost panicked, staring from the baby in his arms to the woman on the ground. When the baby shivered against him he sprung into action, running to the car to wrap the boy in one of Luke’s blankets before handing him to an astonished Lily. He ran back to the woman and tried to revive her but it hadn’t helped. The woman had died in his arms, leaving only a wallet with a few dollars and a bankcard with her name. Charlene Wilson.
Jack had investigated her death but hadn’t found any relatives or next of kin. The police had wanted to take Noah and put him up for adoption but Lily and Holden had grown attached to the boy in the few days he’d stayed with them and more than they were, Luke and Noah got attached to each other really quick. They slept together in one crib and they were only quiet when they got to feel some part of each other. Three weeks after they had brought Luke and Noah home, Noah became Noah Charles William Snyder, beloved twin brother and son.
They watched the children sleep a few moments longer, lingering nearby to watch the loving sight of two brothers holding each other in their sleep.
Nine years
“Noah?”
“Mmm yes?”
“ I can’t sleep”
“Hmmm, I can”
“Could you come down here and talk to me for a bit?”
“No, sleepy”
“Please, you can sleep here, with me”
“I can sleep up here as well”
“Please ?”
“Mm’okay”
Noah climbed down the stairs of his bed and crawled under the covers Luke was conveniently holding up for him. He snuggled close to his brother, slung an arm over his waist and buried his face in the blond curls in the back of Luke’s neck that smelled of sleepy Luke, Noah’s favourite scent.
“Sweet dreams Luke” he murmured before he falling asleep.
“Sleep tight Noah” Luke murmured back before sleep claimed him as well.
Holden threw the covers off of him when his alarm sounded. He loved Saturdays. It was the only day of the week Lily took their two daughters to do girl things and he took the boys to the farm where they helped him with mucking his mom’s stables before they went for a ride over his mother’s grounds. He loved to work with his sons and he loved how predictable they were in their reactions to the work. Noah always worked hard, joking around only a little bit while Luke was trying to make fun all the time and complained when he had to do serious work. Noah would scold at Luke for not pitching in and Luke would be so upset by the thought of Noah being mad with him he would work like hell for an hour before they were finished. The boys would hug and make up with sweet words and they would go and get the horses and the food his mother Emma would have ready for them to eat on the way.
Holden frowned thinking about Luke and Noah’s physical closeness. The boys fell asleep together almost every night. Noah pretending Luke wanted it that way but they all knew the only way Noah slept through the night was if he was in touching range of Luke. They touched all the time, when they were playing it was casually brushing their fingers or even feet to each other, when they were reading they would share a pillow and tangle their legs. They were joined by the hip most of the time, even sharing their friends.
It worried Lily and Holden but they didn’t know what to do about it. Several people with twins of their own had assured them it was normal behaviour and would change when they grew older. Holden pushed the thought away, finished getting dressed and walked into the room where his sons were sleeping.
Holden opened the curtains and watched the two boys entwined together on Luke’s bed. They were growing really fast. Luke being slightly smaller than Noah, not only in length but in everything. Noah had bigger feet, he was broader and taller than Luke. Luke was more fierce though. He was highly protective over his somewhat shy brother. Luke was always the first in line for anything exciting and fun while Noah was more someone to watch and see what was going on before acting.
“Boys, it’s time to wake up.” Holden softly shook Noah then Luke. When Noah cracked open one eye Holden smiled at him before ruffling his hair.
“Come on champ, let’s get to the farm and have ourselves some fun.”
Noah smiled a lazy smile back before he yawned and entangled himself from Luke.
“Morning dad”
Noah shook Luke until he also opened his eyes, smiling at his brother’s crumpled face before he got out of bed to get dressed. He loved working at grandma Emma’s farm.
Soft moans woke Luke that night. He was alone in bed, both him and Noah were so tired from spending a day at the farm they were asleep as soon as their head hit the pillow.
He was about to turn around to fall asleep again when he heard the moan once more.
Sitting up in his bed, Luke cocked his head to the side to determine where the sound came from. It seemed to be out in the hall, maybe his mom had a bad dream and needed a hug. He got out of bed and wandered into the hallway. There, there it was again, that soft moan. It didn’t come from his baby sister Nathalie’s room. She would have cried real hard if something was wrong with her. It also didn’t come out of his other sister’s room. Faith was too small to moan, she would cry as well being only three years old.
Luke walked quickly to his parent’s bedroom and pushed the door open.
On the bed his parents were lying on top of the covers, both naked. His dad was lying on top of his mom, kissing her while he made some kind of movements with his lower body.
Luke looked in fascination at the couple, every now and again his mother threw her head back and moaned, making Luke wonder if her dad was hurting her. When his dad moaned long for the first time, Luke startled and made a yelping sound that made both his parents jump and look at him. Luke stared at them and their nakedness a few seconds before he turned on his heels and ran from their room to his own. He jumped in his bed and threw the covers over his head just as his dad came walking through the door, turning the nightlight a little higher.
Luke felt the bed dipping when his dad sat at the edge.
“Luke?”
Luke didn’t answer but kept still under his cover, trying to pretend to be asleep.
“Luke, sport, look at me for a minute please.”
Luke tried not to listen to his dad but when his dad gently pulled back the covers he let them go and looked his dad in the eye, his face red.
“You ok?” his dad asked, being awfully red himself.
“Yes” Luke whispered, wishing more than anything Noah was awake to share this awkward moment with him.
“Do you want to talk about what you saw?” his dad turned even redder.
“You and mom, were you …doing…doing that?”
“Doing what Luke?”
“You know…the thing you explained when you told us where Nathalie and Faith came from. Were you making another baby?” Luke hoped not, he loved his sisters but they were a pain in the butt most of the time and they couldn’t play with him and Noah. Another baby meant more crying at night, more diapers and stench and the baby wouldn’t be able to play with him and Noah for years to come.
“Yes, we were making love, Luke, but we were not making a baby.”, his dad explained.
“So, you do that just for fun? The kissing and the putting your…….in moms…….”
“Yes Luke, grown ups do that for fun as well. It’s a really nice feeling but only for grown ups, children aren’t allowed to do that.”
“It doesn’t sound like fun dad.” Luke couldn’t help but wonder if his parents were crazy.
“You will understand when you’re a grown man Luke” Holden gave Luke a hug.
“Go back to sleep now and don’t bother your brother, ok?” Holden smiled, turned down the light again and left the room, leaving Luke alone to think of what he saw.
Luke tried to sleep, he tried real hard but every time he closed his eyes he saw his dad kiss his mom, with tongue and moving on top of his mother. He turned again, sighed and turned back.
“Luke, what’s wrong?” Noah’s whispered words startled Luke.
“Noah, thank god you’re awake, come on down, I need to talk to you.”
Noah climbed down the stairs into Luke’s bed and got under the covers. His voice sounded slightly worried. “What is it Luke, what’s wrong?”
“I woke up from this sound, so I went to look for it. It was like someone was moaning and I got into the hall and into mom and dad’s bedroom and…and…and…”
“And what Luke, who was moaning? Was mom in any pain?”
“Noooooooo, not in any pain. Noah, mom and dad were lying on top of the covers and they were both naked and kissing….kissing with tongue Noah! Dad made funny movements on top of mom and then he moaned real hard. They startled me so I yelped and then they saw me. I ran back here, dad came to talk to me and told me they were making love.”
“Making love? Oh no, they’re not making another baby are they?” Noah sounded really worried now.
“No, dad said grown ups do that and put their…thing….there for fun!”
“For fun? Really? And kissing with tongue? That sounds gross!” Noah wrinkled his nose at the thought.
“I know, sound real gross. I don’t think I ever want to put my thing into a girl for fun.”
“Noooooooooo, doesn’t sound like fun at all.”
“Do you think the kissing part is nice?”
“I don’t know Luke, how did they do that?”
“Uhm…they were kissing with their mouths open but slightly apart and they rubbed their tongues together.”
“And were they sharing spit?”
“I don’t know, I think so”
“GROSS!”
“I know!”
Both boys giggled at the thought and started to drift off.
“Noah?”
“Mmmm?”
“You want to…you want to try it?”
“What?”
“Kissing with tongue? I like it when you kiss me goodnight, maybe it’s even nicer when we kiss with tongue.”
“I don’t know Luke, I don’t think boys do that together, maybe you should ask Maddie tomorrow at school.”
“No I want to do it with you, I don’t want Maddie to tell everybody. What if it feels really bad?”
“Mmm, you’re right, maybe we should try”
Noah turned to look at Luke.
“Just kissing and then rubbing our tongues together?”
“Yes”
Noah hesitated for a moment before he gave Luke a kiss, he felt Luke opening his mouth and did the same. For a moment it was just a touch of two open mouths but then Luke slipped his tongue into Noah’s mouth. Noah rubbed his tongue to Luke’s for a few seconds before he pulled back. Luke’s eyes were closed but when Noah pulled his mouth back he opened them again.
“Mmm it was wet”, he said, licking his lips.
“Yes very wet” Noah answered while watching Luke lick his lips.
“I’m not sure I liked it very much.” Luke whispered.
“Maybe we need to practice some more another time” Noah whispered back.
Luke nodded and settled himself back in Noah’s arms.
They would definitely try again another time.
part 2 http://juliadw.livejournal.com/12551.html
Author(s): Juliadw
Artist:the wonderfull moongirl http://moongirl24.livejournal.com/138439.html
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: This story in no way is associated with “ATWT”, Proctor & Gamble, CBS, or the actors/actresses on “ATWT”. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.
Characters/Pairings: Luke and Noah
Word Count: split in four parts, 3370,4259,3887,3790 .
Warnings:
Spoilers:non what so ever
Summary:Driving his newborn son home from the hospital in a storm, Holden spots a movement on the side of the road. He decides to stop and offer his help. A decission that changes his life forever
Author’s Notes: When the idea for this story settled itself into my brain I decided to research the subject and found several websites of similar stories. Not always this intens, mostly from adopted children that found a connection in the siblings they didn't grow up with. No harm is intended with this story.
I want to thank Lotsip and Samson for the awesome support along the way and the editing they did. Girls, you rock my world on a daily basis but you rocked it a bit harder for this!
Thanks to the wonderfull Moongirl who stepped in in really short notice and did an amazing job. Hope you all enjoy!!
Link to Story Master Post:http://juliadw.livejournal.com/13373.html:
Link to Art Master Post http://moongirl24.livejournal.com/138439.html:
Prologue, May 18th 1995
The sound of a crying infant was almost outdone by the sound of rain pounding on the roof of the car. With almost no visibility Holden Snyder carefully manoeuvred the car through the empty streets of Oakdale. He took the turn that would bring him and his family to the last mile of the journey. A single road cut through the woods and connected his farm to the small town he’d grown up in.
Holden looked through his rear view mirror and smiled at his wife who was leaning towards their newly born son, singing him a lullaby in an attempt to comfort him.
Luke Edward Snyder, born just a couple of days ago in Oakdale memorial hospital. Thinking about the amount of pain and suffering his wife went through giving birth he suddenly felt a lot more respect towards the female part of society and especially to his wife and his mom. He couldn’t even imagine going through childbirth another six times and he hadn’t done anything more than held Lily’s hand and breathed with her when the pain threatened to overwhelm her.
Focusing his attention at the last part of their journey home Holden sighed when he saw the flood of rain that was pooling on the road. He could only hope his momma and his brothers and nephew had helped putting the horses inside. No living being should be outside in weather this bad.
It almost seemed impossible for the rain to fall harder but Holden could swear the curtain of rain he was riding through got even thicker. He slowed down the speed of the car, travelling at walking speed. Three more turns and they would be home, finally.
Holden couldn’t help himself; he glanced in his rear view mirror to look at the wonder that was his. Luke was almost asleep, his eyes nearly closed but still locked with Lily’s. They made the prettiest picture he’d ever seen.
Just as Holden looked back at the road in front of him he saw a shimmer of movement at the side of the road, causing his heart to leap into his throat. He stopped the car and before Lily had the chance to ask him what was going on he was out, soaking wet in an instant, running to where he saw a blur of movement once again.
When he came closer he could see the blur was actually a woman, cradling something to her chest while she tried to walk the road. She didn’t register Holden’s presence and when he touched her arm she didn’t react, just tried to keep moving.
Her lips were blue and they kept repeating the same word over and over again, his ears not registering any of it.
Holden stepped in front of the woman, trying to stop her from walking and get her in the car. The moment she registered him, she reached under her thin summer coat and shoved a crying, blood smeared baby into his arms. She reached up to cup a stunned Holden’s face, lifted her mouth to his ear and whispered a single word to him; “Noah”
She removed her hands from his face and collapsed to the ground.
4 years
“Broooooooom, broommmmmmm” With arms flapping a little blond boy ran through his room. “Brooooooooooooooooom, come Nowah, play airplane.... broooooom”
On the high bed, a little boy with black hair had his nose buried in a torn magazine filled with stories about ducks that lived in Ducktown. “Nooo Wuke, I wanna wead, come wead with me.”
Luke froze on the spot and shot a look at Noah, pouting his lips and narrowing his eyes just so he looked a little sad. Noah looked at him and shook his head, sighing. He couldn’t resist his brother’s sad face and Luke knew it. “Okay let’s play aiwplane.”
Noah jumped out of the bed and landed right before Luke on the floor with a loud thud. ”Broooooooooooom”. He spread his arms and chased after the Lukeplane through their room, through the hallway, down the stairs and outside into the backyard.
Lily looked through her kitchen window at her two sons playing in the sun, laughing softly every time they did something goofy. She fixed two plates of fruit and cookies and two cups of lemonade for them. They had been outside for over an hour and she thought it was time for a break.
“Luke, Noah, come inside you two, I made you some refreshments”, she called through the open kitchen window before she turned, picked up the tray and walked towards the couch in the living room.
After a few seconds she heard the backdoor opening and closing and two sweaty, flushed boys ran into the living room.
“Whoa whoa, no running in the house boys! Please go to the toilet to relieve yourselves and wash your hands. I’ll put the new Transformers cartoon in the VCR so you can watch some TV.”
“Yes mom”, the two boys said at the same time before they raced each other to the toilet. Lily smiled when she heard Noah won and got to go first and Luke shouting his disagreement at that.
When the video was running and both boys were settled on the couch with their snack and drink she went back in to the kitchen to start dinner.
“Wuke? I am tired!” Noah was sitting on the couch with his eyes dropping. He was a difficult sleeper and woke a few times each night. He didn’t get out of bed anymore. If he did, he was sure to wake up Luke and he didn’t want that. It was why he was sleeping in the top bed of their bunk bed. Lily and Holden knew the two boys adored each other and Noah wouldn’t risk waking Luke. Besides that, Luke wasn’t the best one to wake up. He would snarl and growl until Noah would let him go back to sleep again. Lily and Holden had given Noah a flash light and Holden made a little shelf for his comic books at the end of his bed. Now Noah would wake up and read a little before he could fall asleep again, only leaving his bed when he needed to pee real badly.
Luke took one look at his sleepy brother before he made himself comfortable on the couch, he opened his legs and put a pillow on his tummy. “Come Nowah, come sleep with me.”
Noah crawled between his brother’s legs, curled on his side with his head on the pillow and circled his arms around Luke’s leg, hugging it. When Luke mindlessly started to card his fingers through Noah’s thick, black hair his eyes fell close and he let himself sink into warm, safe sleep.
Lily finished the preparations for dinner when the phone rang. She waited for one of the boys to answer but when the phone rang for the fourth time she hurried out of the kitchen to the living room. She reached the phone just as it stopped ringing. Irritated she turned towards the couch, ready to scold the boys for not answering. Instantly the frown left her face when she drank in the sight of her boys, sleeping soundly on the couch, hugging each other. Luke was lying on his back, his head on the armrest and his hands in Noah’s hair. Noah was sleeping between Luke’s legs, his arms around one of Luke’s legs.
Lily pulled open a drawer to get her camera. She took a picture and another one for good measure when the front door opened and Holden stepped through.
“Shtt” she whispered, pointing at the sleeping boys on the couch.
Holden took a look at the couch and smiled tenderly. With each passing day, Noah reminded him more and more of the woman who was buried at their own cemetery. His eyes were just as blue and his lips were just as full as hers had been. Every day he thought of the woman that had given him another son and hoped she was at peace.
Thinking back of the day they found Noah he shivered, still remembering how cold it had been and how wet he was. After the woman had collapsed on the side of the road Holden almost panicked, staring from the baby in his arms to the woman on the ground. When the baby shivered against him he sprung into action, running to the car to wrap the boy in one of Luke’s blankets before handing him to an astonished Lily. He ran back to the woman and tried to revive her but it hadn’t helped. The woman had died in his arms, leaving only a wallet with a few dollars and a bankcard with her name. Charlene Wilson.
Jack had investigated her death but hadn’t found any relatives or next of kin. The police had wanted to take Noah and put him up for adoption but Lily and Holden had grown attached to the boy in the few days he’d stayed with them and more than they were, Luke and Noah got attached to each other really quick. They slept together in one crib and they were only quiet when they got to feel some part of each other. Three weeks after they had brought Luke and Noah home, Noah became Noah Charles William Snyder, beloved twin brother and son.
They watched the children sleep a few moments longer, lingering nearby to watch the loving sight of two brothers holding each other in their sleep.
Nine years
“Noah?”
“Mmm yes?”
“ I can’t sleep”
“Hmmm, I can”
“Could you come down here and talk to me for a bit?”
“No, sleepy”
“Please, you can sleep here, with me”
“I can sleep up here as well”
“Please ?”
“Mm’okay”
Noah climbed down the stairs of his bed and crawled under the covers Luke was conveniently holding up for him. He snuggled close to his brother, slung an arm over his waist and buried his face in the blond curls in the back of Luke’s neck that smelled of sleepy Luke, Noah’s favourite scent.
“Sweet dreams Luke” he murmured before he falling asleep.
“Sleep tight Noah” Luke murmured back before sleep claimed him as well.
Holden threw the covers off of him when his alarm sounded. He loved Saturdays. It was the only day of the week Lily took their two daughters to do girl things and he took the boys to the farm where they helped him with mucking his mom’s stables before they went for a ride over his mother’s grounds. He loved to work with his sons and he loved how predictable they were in their reactions to the work. Noah always worked hard, joking around only a little bit while Luke was trying to make fun all the time and complained when he had to do serious work. Noah would scold at Luke for not pitching in and Luke would be so upset by the thought of Noah being mad with him he would work like hell for an hour before they were finished. The boys would hug and make up with sweet words and they would go and get the horses and the food his mother Emma would have ready for them to eat on the way.
Holden frowned thinking about Luke and Noah’s physical closeness. The boys fell asleep together almost every night. Noah pretending Luke wanted it that way but they all knew the only way Noah slept through the night was if he was in touching range of Luke. They touched all the time, when they were playing it was casually brushing their fingers or even feet to each other, when they were reading they would share a pillow and tangle their legs. They were joined by the hip most of the time, even sharing their friends.
It worried Lily and Holden but they didn’t know what to do about it. Several people with twins of their own had assured them it was normal behaviour and would change when they grew older. Holden pushed the thought away, finished getting dressed and walked into the room where his sons were sleeping.
Holden opened the curtains and watched the two boys entwined together on Luke’s bed. They were growing really fast. Luke being slightly smaller than Noah, not only in length but in everything. Noah had bigger feet, he was broader and taller than Luke. Luke was more fierce though. He was highly protective over his somewhat shy brother. Luke was always the first in line for anything exciting and fun while Noah was more someone to watch and see what was going on before acting.
“Boys, it’s time to wake up.” Holden softly shook Noah then Luke. When Noah cracked open one eye Holden smiled at him before ruffling his hair.
“Come on champ, let’s get to the farm and have ourselves some fun.”
Noah smiled a lazy smile back before he yawned and entangled himself from Luke.
“Morning dad”
Noah shook Luke until he also opened his eyes, smiling at his brother’s crumpled face before he got out of bed to get dressed. He loved working at grandma Emma’s farm.
Soft moans woke Luke that night. He was alone in bed, both him and Noah were so tired from spending a day at the farm they were asleep as soon as their head hit the pillow.
He was about to turn around to fall asleep again when he heard the moan once more.
Sitting up in his bed, Luke cocked his head to the side to determine where the sound came from. It seemed to be out in the hall, maybe his mom had a bad dream and needed a hug. He got out of bed and wandered into the hallway. There, there it was again, that soft moan. It didn’t come from his baby sister Nathalie’s room. She would have cried real hard if something was wrong with her. It also didn’t come out of his other sister’s room. Faith was too small to moan, she would cry as well being only three years old.
Luke walked quickly to his parent’s bedroom and pushed the door open.
On the bed his parents were lying on top of the covers, both naked. His dad was lying on top of his mom, kissing her while he made some kind of movements with his lower body.
Luke looked in fascination at the couple, every now and again his mother threw her head back and moaned, making Luke wonder if her dad was hurting her. When his dad moaned long for the first time, Luke startled and made a yelping sound that made both his parents jump and look at him. Luke stared at them and their nakedness a few seconds before he turned on his heels and ran from their room to his own. He jumped in his bed and threw the covers over his head just as his dad came walking through the door, turning the nightlight a little higher.
Luke felt the bed dipping when his dad sat at the edge.
“Luke?”
Luke didn’t answer but kept still under his cover, trying to pretend to be asleep.
“Luke, sport, look at me for a minute please.”
Luke tried not to listen to his dad but when his dad gently pulled back the covers he let them go and looked his dad in the eye, his face red.
“You ok?” his dad asked, being awfully red himself.
“Yes” Luke whispered, wishing more than anything Noah was awake to share this awkward moment with him.
“Do you want to talk about what you saw?” his dad turned even redder.
“You and mom, were you …doing…doing that?”
“Doing what Luke?”
“You know…the thing you explained when you told us where Nathalie and Faith came from. Were you making another baby?” Luke hoped not, he loved his sisters but they were a pain in the butt most of the time and they couldn’t play with him and Noah. Another baby meant more crying at night, more diapers and stench and the baby wouldn’t be able to play with him and Noah for years to come.
“Yes, we were making love, Luke, but we were not making a baby.”, his dad explained.
“So, you do that just for fun? The kissing and the putting your…….in moms…….”
“Yes Luke, grown ups do that for fun as well. It’s a really nice feeling but only for grown ups, children aren’t allowed to do that.”
“It doesn’t sound like fun dad.” Luke couldn’t help but wonder if his parents were crazy.
“You will understand when you’re a grown man Luke” Holden gave Luke a hug.
“Go back to sleep now and don’t bother your brother, ok?” Holden smiled, turned down the light again and left the room, leaving Luke alone to think of what he saw.
Luke tried to sleep, he tried real hard but every time he closed his eyes he saw his dad kiss his mom, with tongue and moving on top of his mother. He turned again, sighed and turned back.
“Luke, what’s wrong?” Noah’s whispered words startled Luke.
“Noah, thank god you’re awake, come on down, I need to talk to you.”
Noah climbed down the stairs into Luke’s bed and got under the covers. His voice sounded slightly worried. “What is it Luke, what’s wrong?”
“I woke up from this sound, so I went to look for it. It was like someone was moaning and I got into the hall and into mom and dad’s bedroom and…and…and…”
“And what Luke, who was moaning? Was mom in any pain?”
“Noooooooo, not in any pain. Noah, mom and dad were lying on top of the covers and they were both naked and kissing….kissing with tongue Noah! Dad made funny movements on top of mom and then he moaned real hard. They startled me so I yelped and then they saw me. I ran back here, dad came to talk to me and told me they were making love.”
“Making love? Oh no, they’re not making another baby are they?” Noah sounded really worried now.
“No, dad said grown ups do that and put their…thing….there for fun!”
“For fun? Really? And kissing with tongue? That sounds gross!” Noah wrinkled his nose at the thought.
“I know, sound real gross. I don’t think I ever want to put my thing into a girl for fun.”
“Noooooooooo, doesn’t sound like fun at all.”
“Do you think the kissing part is nice?”
“I don’t know Luke, how did they do that?”
“Uhm…they were kissing with their mouths open but slightly apart and they rubbed their tongues together.”
“And were they sharing spit?”
“I don’t know, I think so”
“GROSS!”
“I know!”
Both boys giggled at the thought and started to drift off.
“Noah?”
“Mmmm?”
“You want to…you want to try it?”
“What?”
“Kissing with tongue? I like it when you kiss me goodnight, maybe it’s even nicer when we kiss with tongue.”
“I don’t know Luke, I don’t think boys do that together, maybe you should ask Maddie tomorrow at school.”
“No I want to do it with you, I don’t want Maddie to tell everybody. What if it feels really bad?”
“Mmm, you’re right, maybe we should try”
Noah turned to look at Luke.
“Just kissing and then rubbing our tongues together?”
“Yes”
Noah hesitated for a moment before he gave Luke a kiss, he felt Luke opening his mouth and did the same. For a moment it was just a touch of two open mouths but then Luke slipped his tongue into Noah’s mouth. Noah rubbed his tongue to Luke’s for a few seconds before he pulled back. Luke’s eyes were closed but when Noah pulled his mouth back he opened them again.
“Mmm it was wet”, he said, licking his lips.
“Yes very wet” Noah answered while watching Luke lick his lips.
“I’m not sure I liked it very much.” Luke whispered.
“Maybe we need to practice some more another time” Noah whispered back.
Luke nodded and settled himself back in Noah’s arms.
They would definitely try again another time.
part 2 http://juliadw.livejournal.com/12551.html