The red silk sheets drape gracefully over his waist, just below his bellybutton...his stomach is flat and muscled...as is his chest, dark nipples barely visible in the soft glow of the bedside lamp...his full, pouty lips are curved into a soft smile...he must be dreaming about something nice. His eyes are closed, but I can still see the deep brown depths, eyes so soulful you could get lost in them...look into them and never touch bottom...

My brother...my lover...my Matt...

I roll over onto my side, scooting a little closer to him, savoring the warmth and solidity of his body...

He stirs a little, and drapes one arm over me, yet he doesn't wake up. He was always a sound sleeper.

"Mmmm...Jeffy..." I can't help but giggle. I wonder what I'm doing to him in his dream...

All of a sudden, the smile disappears, and his whole body tenses up...

"No, wait, don't....I need you...Jeffy...no, stop....come back..." I shake him, hoping to rouse him from whatever he's dreaming about. His eyes fly open, and the scared expression in them is almost too much, until his expression changes to relief...tinged with a hint of confusion.

"You...you're still here..." I kiss him gently on the lips.

"Of course I'm still here. I'd never leave you...by choice"

"I just...In my dream you..."

"Well, I'm here right now...not for long, though"

"Mmmm...I think we should make the most of that time..." He rolls onto his side and presses against me, his cock pressing against my thigh making it perfectly clear exactly how he thinks we should make the most of it.

"Well, if you insist..." I kiss him, pressing my tongue against his lips until he parts them and gives me access. His mouth is so good, so hot and sweet...

I reach down and close my hand around his erection, eliciting a moan from him. I stroke him, lubricating my movements with the generous amounts of precum leaking from the tip. His cock is so hot in my hands, and it turns me on so much...just the weight of him in my hands and his tongue dancing in my mouth are almost enough to get me off...

Soon I stop moving my hands so quickly, letting him set the pace with thrusts of his hips, his needy moans into my mouth setting all my senses afire...

His orgasm catches me completely by surprise, the hot liquid spurting over my hand in bursts...He bites down on my lip, and I cry out in pain, feeling the skin break and my blood flowing into his mouth.

He pulls away, breathless and sweating, eyes glazed and unfocused.

"Sor --Sorry"

"It's ok" I roll over on top of him and kiss him again, ignoring the blood flowing down my chin. I move my hands all over his body, finally seeking out the pert buds of his nipples and pinching them, feeling him writhe beneath me, growing hard again...

"Jeffy...oh God Jeff...so good...so fucking good baby...please...Jeffy..." He has incredibly sensitive nipples...I know for a fact he can get off, just by me playing with them a little...without ever touching his cock...but I have different plans now...

I roll over on my back, and he groans in protest as I release his nipples...he moves on top of me. and I push him up a little, hooking one of my legs over his shoulder.

"Mmmm...you gonna fuck me, or just whine??" He smiles a little, then bends down, pressing his tongue against my entrance...oh God, that feels so good...

He lingers there for just a moment, then pulls away. This time the protesting groan is my own...

"Matty...please...your tongue is so good...gimme..." He presses two fingers to my lips.

"Suck them while I tongue you, baby. Get them nice and wet to go in your sweet ass" I oblige, sucking his two fingers into my mouth and swirling my tongue around the tips...

He moans a little, then bends back down, keeping his fingers in my mouth, and sticks his tongue into me. I cry out around his fingers as his tongue seeks out my prostate, making me squirm against him, trying to grind onto the source of that hot, shimmering pleasure...

His tongue is so fucking incredible...all too soon, I feel my balls tighten up.

"Matty...gonna...gonna cum...FUCK!" I barely had time to gasp out my warning before my orgasm hits me...this is the first time I've ever cum without touching myself...it's so intense, I feel like I'm gonna pass out...

He pulls out his tongue while I'm still in a post-orgasmic haxe, and replaces it with the two fingers I'd been sucking on, slowly easing them in...

My cock starts to get hard again, twitching to full, aching life when he finds my prostate...he doesn't stimulate it too much, this time concentrating on loosening me for his cock...his big, beautiful cock...

"Matty...I'm ready...fuck me now, Matt...fuck me..."

He pulls out his fingers, leaving me with an aching sense of emptiness.

"I'm not going to fuck you Jeff"

What?!?!?! What the Hell?!?!?

"What???"

"I'm not going to fuck you" He reaches for the bottle of Liquid Silk on the bedside table. Ok, now I'm confused...

He pours a generous handful into his palm, then slicks it onto his cock, moaning in delight.

"Nope, not gonna...mmmm...not gonna fuck ya, Jeffy" He pushes his cock into me, gradually inching it in until he's buried to the hilt, his balls pressed against my ass. "This is our last night together, and I ain't gonna fuck you" He starts to move. "Nope, I'm gonna make love to you"

He bends down, still thrusting, and captures my mouth in a gentle kiss.

He's going slow and deep, and it feels so much better now than it ever did...

Oh God, Matt...yes...yeeesssssssss....that feels so good....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuck...

Sorry 'bout that...Matt's really good at ridding me of all coherent thought...

"Come on, Jeffy, you need to cum again...cum for your big brother..." He closes his hand around my cock...

FUCK!!

My climax catches me by surprise...it's so intense, even though I already came once...it feels like it's never gonna stop...

"Jeff!!" Deep in the throes of passion, I am vaguely aware of him reaching his own climax, spurting jet after jet of his seed into me...he finally pulls out and collapses against me, kissing me ravenously

"I love you, Jeff"

"I love you too, Matt."

He rolls over on his back, and I snuggle up against him. Something's wrong...I mean, besides the obvious...something's not right...

"Is everything okay?"

"Of course not. You're leaving me. That ain't okay"

"I mean besides that...Is something wrong?" He hesitates for a inute. Something must be wrong, or else he'd answer me right away, with a resonating "Of course not, baby. I'm alright. Now get some sleep"

"N-no, nothing's...nothing's wrong, Jeff. Let's get some sleep, ok? We have to be up early tomorrow"

"Yeah" We snuggle up, and I slowly sink into a sleep, troubled by dreams of Matt, and all the things that could possibly be wrong...everything bad enough to keep him out of the army in wartime...

Please be okay, Matty. I don't want this 'One last time for a while' to become 'One Last Time forever'