Sweet Chocolate: Short Erotic Pieces

Mikeru could hear the brothers going at it again. At first, he had thought the two were fighting, until he heard Sammael’s voice screaming for his brother to cut him again. When he heard Sammael’s pain-laced moan afterwards he shuddered; and not from desires either.

After living with the two for nearly year now he was still not used to what they considered “making love”. In fact, the better term for it would be “fucking”, because that is what they did, they fucked. It was degrading. It was deplorable. It was every dirty thing that fucking stood for.

He could hear Michael’s voice as well. It was deeper in tone than Sammael’s, and Michael’s dialect was much rougher too. There was hardly a sentence spoken by the boy that did not contain some form of expletive.

When Sammael screamed again, Mikeru shuddered and decided to take a bath.

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‘They let me live here. They feed me. They even give me money’ Mikeru thought to himself as he drew his legs up and rested his chin on his knees. ‘But they don’t want anything from me... It’s weird.’

Mikeru was not used to getting anything for free. Since childhood every favor done for him had required payback, and it was usually something painful and degrading. The only thing Sammael and Michael wanted from him was home cooked meals and that he kept the apartment clean. And those were things he had decided to do on his own.

When he had first met them, he had been sure that they would want sex from him; especially Sammael, who seemed addicted to it. Michael had frightened him most of all because the older boy seemed to know no restraints.

He could still remember the day he had walked in on Sammael and Michael fucking in the kitchen. Sammael had been on the bottom; bent over the table so far that most of his lower half was on the table. Michael had been standing behind him, balls deep, with a bloody knife in his hand.

Mikeru had been horrified, and had locked himself in his room, certain that they would hurt him because of what he’d seen. Instead, Sammael had talked to him through the door and explained things. It had taken him a while to get used to it.

‘I should be happy... Everyone’s only wanted sex from me’ Mikeru thought as he stared down into the water. ‘So, why do I feel bad when I hear them having sex? No, not bad...lonely.’

A sudden grip on the back of his head forced his head down under the water. He gasped and sputtered as he pulled his head back from under the water and looked around. When he saw Michael standing there nude he screamed.

“Jeez, keep it the fuck down,” Michael said with a sour look on his face. “You think I want him waking up?”

“W-What are you doing? G-Get out! I’m taking a bath,” Mikeru said as he covered his chest like a girl might do.

The older boy chuckled and walked over to the toilet. “ Calm down. I came in to piss. And what the hell are you covering yourself for? You‘re not a girl.”

Mikeru turned red and covered his ears as the boy began to use the bathroom. After what seemed like forever, Michael finished and it seemed safe to pull his hands away from his ears again.

“You’re not supposed to let people see you naked,” Mikeru mumbled as he rested his forehead against his knees.

“Well I‘ve heard differently,” he heard Michael say.

Mikeru could hear the older boy’s footsteps and let out a sigh of relief. When the boy left he could get out of the water. When he felt the water around him began to move and heard a soft splash, he yelped and moved back against the back of the tub.

“W-What are you doing?” Mikeru asked Michael, who was now sitting opposite to him in the bathtub.

Michael just shrugged nonchalantly. “About to take a bath. Hand me the soap.”

Mikeru reached behind him to grab the soap and handed it over to Michael. When the other boy reached out to get it he saw the track marks on Michael’s arms. He knew from listening to the arguments that Michael and Sammael had that Michael did drugs. The only thing he could not understand was why Michael did it.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to stare?” Michael asked, then began to soap himself up.

“Sorry,” Mikeru said as he went back to staring down at the water.

There was something about the silence that was unnerving. ‘Maybe he only talks to Sammael,’ Mikeru thought to himself as he glanced up at Michael from time to time. The other boy was ignoring him, too busy focusing on washing himself to care about some kid looking at him.

Or was he?

“Come here,” Michael said; the sudden sound of his voice scared Mikeru again.

Hesitant, the boy moved over some, and when Michael grabbed his arm and pulled him back against his chest he yelped. When he felt the boy’s penis pressing against his lower back he began to squirm and tried to pull away.

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you,” Michael said as he wrapped his arm around the boy. “It’s normal for guys to get erections, you know?”

Mikeru shuddered, then nodded. Of course it was normal, but that meant Michael wanted sex, right?

“T-Then I’ll leave so you can--” Mikeru began to say only to be interrupted.

“I know you listen to me and Sammael fuck,” Michael whispered into the boy’s ear.

When Mikeru whimpered in fear Michael sighed. “I don’t know what happened to you, but you do know sex can be fun right?”

Mikeru whimpered when he felt the tips of the older boy’s fingertips lightly massage his limp penis.

“See? This doesn’t hurt at all does it?” Michael asked as he curled his fingers around the boy’s half-erect cock and began to slowly move his hand back and forth.

“N-No, it doesn’t hurt,” Mikeru said, then he blushed.

When Michael began to sped up the movements of his hands Mikeru cried out, and then in embarrassment, covered his mouth with his hands. What would happen if Sammael woke up and heard him? Would the older boy make him want to leave?

“See. I told you it could feel good,” Michael said as continued to jack the boy off. He then grabbed his own hard cock and began to jerk himself off. “Sex can feel real good.”

The younger boy pressed his hands harder against his mouth to try and keep quiet. ‘Why do I feel like this?’ he questioned himself. This was the first time that being touched had ever felt good for him. And he was surprised that someone like Michael could have such a gentle touch.

“You should join us some time. I bet Sammael would fuck your ass good,” Michael said as he nibbled and sucked a spot on the boy’s neck. In the back of his mind, he wondered how his brother would react when he saw it.

“S-Sammael wants to fuck me?” Mikeru asked, the curse word sounded strange coming out of his mouth.

“Of course. You’re his type,” Michael said as he circled the head of the boy’s shaft with his thumb, drawing out another low moan.

His body felt like it was on fire, and Mikeru’s head fell back to rest against Michael’s shoulder. ‘If Sammael wants to do that with me, why hasn’t he?’ Mikeru thought as he began to thrust in and out of Michael’s fisted hand.

The water sloshed back and forth as both Mikeru and Michael neared their orgasm. Mikeru came first; the boy cried out in that soft, girlish voice of his as he added his own mixture to the soapy water. When Michael came he was quiet, and muffled his groan by biting down on Mikeru’s shoulder. When he tasted blood he swore softly and teased the wound with his tongue; Mikeru must have been out of it because the boy made no sounds of pain or complaint.

“Jeez, did you pass out?” Michael said as he shook the boy some.

“What do you expect from a virgin?” A voice similar to his own whispered into his ear.

Michael cursed, and before he could shove Mikeru off his lap and bolt, a hand gripped his shoulder painfully.

“What were you thinking? I thought we agreed we would wait until he came to us” Michael’s older brother, Sammael said.

“Yeah, well I got tired of waiting;” Michael answered with a shrug of his shoulders.

Sammael sighed and dragged his hand through his shoulder length brown hair. He should have known it was an agreement his brother could not keep. With Mikeru passed out, there was no way for his brother to get out of the tub. If it had been with anyone else besides Mikeru, Sammael would have left his brother to try and figure out how to keep a hold of someone and get out of a tub at the same time.

“Let’s go Mikeru,” Sammael said as he lifted the boy out of the tub.

The boy was light in his arms, a little too light, and Sammael made a mental note to feed the kid more. He had been noticing lately that Mikeru only ate when they were eating and hardly ate more than one or two small meals a day.

“I’m going to put him to bed,” Sammael said as he headed towards the bathroom door, then he turned around to look at Michael with a wicked grin on his face. “I’ll deal with you when I get back.”

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, and I hope this one is as good as the first.