Bromance

Hi guys... I wrote this a long time ago but thought I'd submit it anyway. It's not very good haha. ^ ^; It's short too...
SORRY! :|
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W hen the television is shut off, that means 'bed time' for the entire Thompson house hold. Sure, I might be 22, and sure, my brother might be 18, but my mom means business.
"Brodie," my mother begins, picking up a piece of popcorn that had wandered away from the others in the now empty bowl, "Make sure Haiden gets to bed... I don't want you two staying up late again..."
The way she talked to me tonight, so timid, like I was a little kid that would cry at the slightest raising of her voice was bugging me. Or it could just be the fact that I have a severe headache.
"Alright mom, I will."
I slumped up the stairs, almost tripping every other step, and knocked a few times on Haiden's door. The hollow sound of wood made my head throb and ache.
"Oh, come on," I heard Haiden protest from inside the room, "You're not serious are you?"
I pressed my ear against the door and listened in like a sly fox.
"Don't go, Blaise. I really hate when you do this. Can't you just spend time with me?"
Blaise. His boyfriend. Right, I thought.
I heard the loud bang of the phone hitting the hook. A fight, it sounded like. A couple who fights a lot isn't good. I back away from the door just in case he might storm out of the room, and I waited for about a minute.
Nothing.
Slowly I reach for the door knob and turn it, looking in on him. He is curled up in a little ball on the bed.
"Haiden," I stop. You don't try to reason with Haiden when he's mad. Would he answer me? After a small silence he piped up, "What?"
He sounded annoyed. Although I really can't blame him. Getting into a fight with your girl-- No, wait, boyfriend isn't exactly a walk in the park.
"Mom says it's time for bed..."
"I know."
He reaches up and turns off his light, the room being sucked in by a pitch black void. My eyes are not adjusted to the dark, and I see nothing. I back out into the hallway still looking into the dark room, things becoming just a bit clearer for me. "Good night, Haiden."
No reply.
I close the door slowly and slump to my room.



2:30 a.m. already? I guess that's to be expected. I can't stop worrying about Haiden. I wonder if he's sleeping. I wonder if he's doing what I'm doing, staring at the ceiling and counting the dots in the rough texture. Maybe I should go check on him. I'm sure he wouldn't mind...
I stand up and tip toe into the hallway, glancing down the hall at Haiden's door. Everything is so calm and quiet it's almost eery. If this were a horror movie someone would come up behind me right about now, and cup their hand over my mouth, dragging me to my death.
I stand where I am, waiting for the hand of the killer.
No hand.
Before I realize it, I'm opening Haiden's door carefuly. I see him laying there, but he's not curled into a ball. He is sprawled out on his stomach, the covers completely off.
What is he wearing?
I squint my eyes, a pathetic attempt to adjust them even more.
When that doesn't work, I start to move towards the bed. What am I doing? Am I crazy? He'll catch me.
...Catch me doing what? I'm just checking on him to see if he's alright. What's to hide...?
I am leaning over Haiden's bed. He's wearing boxers and...
No...Just boxers!
I catch myself looking at his butt. His..small, cute little butt. It's so tiny, I just want to...Touch it.
Maybe once, he'll never know anyway.
My trembling hand moves towards his lower half, and soon my hand is on his butt.
I did it! I touched it! Now, Brodie, just take your hand away and leave. Go back to bed, Haiden's fine.
As if my hand has a mind of it's own, it's soon gliding down Haiden's leg.
So soft. I've always admired his body. He had such a perfect, skinny figure. It's not wrong for his brother to admire that...
Is it?
I lean over him and kiss his back softly. He twitches a bit, groans, and I freeze. Did I wake him?
When silence falls over the room again, I kiss his leg.
He turns over onto his back, startling me at first, but I notice he isn't awake. I kiss his stomach, his chest, his neck, his chin...
His lips.
I get so caught up in the moment I soon realize I am actually kissing him.
My tongue is in his mouth, and he is awake, making the cutest noises I have ever heard.
The noises of protest.
Haiden, don't you like kissing me? Is it because we're related?
I don't stop. Instead, I climb over top of him and pin him down.
"Brodie!" he pleads, "No! W-What are you doing!"
I stare down at him, my hand is over his mouth somehow. He's mumbling, pleading.
I kiss his chest again. Eagrly I tweek his nipple.
His reactions are so arousing! Now he's crying...
Why don't I feel bad? This is a dream. That's why I don't feel bad seeing him with tears in his eyes, because I'm dreaming.
I remove my hand and he lets out a slight yelp, but I silence it with a kiss. A deep, passionate kiss. Give in, Haiden. If this is a dream, I command you to give in.
He continues his squeaks of protest.
Whatever, it's cuter that way.
I undress myself.
I slide his boxers down to his ankles, and then pull them off completely.

His eyes grow wide, and he shakes his head wildly. He pleads more and more franticaly now.
I look down at his lower half. Here he is, right in my hands, and under my control. I grab a hold of his penis, placing my thumb onto the very tip. His head shoots back, and he makes his loudest mumbled squeal yet. I'm trembling.
Not with fear, but with absolute pleasure. He is the most precious thing in my life. I have to have him. I have to taste him, feel him, kiss him...Be inside of him. I can hear his muffled voice calling my name, but it seems far away...Fading. I feel his tears hitting my hand that is cupped around his mouth. My other hand is gently stroking his cock, moving up and down. The faster I get, the louder he protests and the tighter to the bed he clings.
"I love you, baby brother. I love you so much."
I hear him crying louder now.
I stop stroking him and lean down so we're face to face.
"Haiden, be quiet. We wouldn't want to wake mom and dad, would we?"
He closes his eyes and sobs, and I uncup my hand from his mouth.
He is quieter. It's obvious he wants none of this, but he knows he can't win.
I hear him sobbing slightly, "Blaise..."
I become enraged! Is he more important than his brother!?
I lift his legs up and place them onto my shoulders. I'll show him I'm better than Blaise. I'll show him he's mine. Just mine. My baby brother. And no one can ever love him more.
"No, Brodie..." he's struggling, but I'm holding him firmly in place, the head of my erection poking against his tight hole.
"No, please! Anything but this, Brodie!"
"Baby brother, I'm going inside."
His voice is still distant. He is crying again, pleading. I think I'm going to have to cover his mouth again. He never learns.
I push myself inside of him slowly, and he wails. Not a cry of pain...He's done this before. Someone took my baby brother before me. My Haiden. I feel him tense around my hard cock, and he begins to dry heave. Poor Haiden... I almost feel guilty.
I waste no time, grinding my cock into his inner walls. He writhes against the bed as a grin plasters across my face. He is just so fucking cute...
Gradually I thrust faster. Every hit against his protate gets a moan from him. He's enjoying this!
I knew he would.
He may act like he hates it, but his body is begging for more. I grip my baby brother's legs in my hands, ramming into his tight ass as hard as I can. Haiden pleads for me to stop, but I'm too far along now...This is so good. I lean down over him, licking gently at his tears. His face scrunches and he turns his head away. I grab him by the chin, forcing him to look back at me, his brown eyes large, staring into my own. I press my lips against his, pushing my tongue greedily into his mouth without permission. My tongue almost grabs at his as I kiss him, demanding he cooperate.
I remove my mouth from his, sliding my hands down to Haiden's hips and pushing him against my thrusts. He opens his mouth as if to scream, but no sound comes out...
And then I feel it.
"Haiden, I'm going to...come inside." I give him a slight warning.
"No! No, not inside, Brodie! P-Please!"
"Damnit, shut up..."
I pumped myself into him faster, groaning as loudly as the lump in my throat will allow. I lean my head back, coming deep, spilling my hot seed inside of my baby brother.
It felt amazing. Haiden's eyes shot open the widest they could go and he yelled louder than I have ever heard him yell into his hands. I pull out of him slowly and kiss him gently on the chest. Standing up, I get dressed back into my pajamas as quickly as I can and lean over him again, wiping away the fresh tears, "This will be our little secret baby brother. No one has to know."
I crept back to my room while Haiden lay there, naked and crying.
"That wasn't a dream," I say aloud as I lay in bed, "and I wouldn't change a thing."