FREE ESSAY ON BROTHERLY LOVE

BROTHERLY LOVE

BROTHERLY LOVE
The snow fell from the night sky like millions of little white stars that lost their hold
on the firmament. Little Sammy always one to love the snow ignored it for the moment,
showing uncharacteristic concern for his brother. 
What's the matter Todd? You've been acting strange all day. I know something's on your
mind or you wouldn't have that look on your face. You always look that way when
something's wrong.
Oh, it's nothing important little brother, just problems with Sandra again last night.
The date went fine and I actually liked the flick this time but later in the back seat I
shot jungle juice everywhere before we could even get started. If this had been the first
time I wouldn't be so angry but dammit, he accented his curse by punching his thigh, it's
been four times now.
Sammy's brow creased for a moment in thought and then his eyes lit up. Being a bit too
quick of a thinker, Sammy often stated the obvious and did so now.
Remember that scare you had when you were slamming saddles every night with Judith? She
had to go out and buy a pregnancy test. Obviously you weren't having much trouble with
her; I think it must have something to do with Sandra herself.
Todd could almost see the light Sammy was basking in from the bulb above his head and
offered the tyke a warm smile. Sammy was only twelve years old but sometimes he
dissapointed Todd with his slow wits. 
He liked to encourage the boy though and did not mention that he had already come to this
conclusion quite some time ago. Even Albert Einstein had trouble in his youth and he
could see that Sammy had that kind of potential. In fact he was lucky his brother could
think at all. Some kids were born retarded you know.
That's probably right kid but I just don't know what it could be about her that makes me
miss the boat and jizz every time. I mean I got my lovebone all poised to slip inside
that perfect pie and I just blow it. . . literally. She's getting fed up and I bet her
fingers have been working overtime lately seeing as I'm not holding up my end of the
deal, Todd paused a moment and looked Sammy in the eye, Have you ever bumped uglies? I
know your only twelve but I've seen how young they start on Montel and Ricky Lake.
Sammy's face went a deep shade of red, Well, I did the three finger tango with Beth after
the Halloween Dance last month but I've never navigated nookie, he looked away quickly
and began to unconciously tap his toes. The boy was obviously embarrassed. Todd wondered
whether his uncomfort stemmed from the fact that they were talking about Sammy wetting
his carrot or the fact that he hadn't done it at all. This made him feel proud and
nostalgic at the same time.
Well, Todd began, first of all you know how it is then when you first smell that luscious
*censored*. That wet sweet aroma. Douched every other day, lavished with creams and
powders only fouled up once a month by unholy seepages. But God didn't make Eve equipped
with a bottle of Stay-Fresh. No, it's good no matter what. . .
What's Stay-Fresh?
It's douche, brainiac. That stuff Mom keeps next to her *censored* diapers under the
sink. Now, don't interrupt! I was saying that that smell is enough to send your John
Thomas ripping right through the denim of your jeans; and that's just the beginning. Long
ago I stopped working my digits in Sandra's sopping mine and tried to go spelunking with
my pride and joy right away. I did away with the foreplay so to speak. I thought maybe I
got so worked up in those sweaty safaris in her cradle I just shot my wad too soon.
FUCK!, Todd punched his thigh harder this time, Nothing seems to work.
Sammy put on his thinking cap again while Todd simmered after his outburst and thought
for a minute. He was usually unconcerned with his brother's (or anyone else's for that
matter) problems but when it came to this line of talk he would get a throbbing erection.
This was better than playing in the snow any day.
I know!, he exclaimed, Remember when Grandpa used to fool around with us before he was
sent to prison? I would pretend I was playing in my sandbox and it helped me to forget
about what was going on, his boner got a bit more stiff as he said this, maybe you should
pretend you're doing something else when you try to rock in Sandra's loins. That's gotta
help.
Todd's brow creased and an outside party might have noted how much he looked like his
brother in that moment if one had been present. He was just getting ready to give Sammy a
brotherly whack on the back in gratitude when Sandra walked around the corner of the
house.
Hi honey! Hi Sammy! What are you guys doing sitting out here in the cold? I'm freezing!
Indeed she was, Todd noticed. Her nipples were protuding quite nicely from her wool
sweater. His manhood quickly follwed his brother's example.
Oh we just got done having a snowball fight, Sammy lied, it's about time for me to go in
or Mom will have a cow. Sorry I couldn't stay and chat. With that he jumped up and went
inside.
Weird kid, Sandra said, I just stopped by to talk to you about something that's been on
my mind. You see. . . 
Todd interrupted her, Before you say anything I just want you to know that I've never
done the deed in the snow and I've got a massive cockstand right now.
Sandra needed no further convincing and soon both of them were melting snow with their
hot young bodies.
EPILOGUE
Sammy watched them from his upstairs window. It worked! It had actually worked! As he
stroked his cock in that five fingered pocket that is the lot of young boys with no other
choice and watched he felt a surge of pride. Those flakes so like stars from heaven began
to fall again and Sammy shot his load all over the windowsill. It was days before he
remembered to clean it up.