He Knows

Chapter 1: Home

The younger boy crawled over towards the flat surface of the floor, getting on-top of his elder brother's back whom was currently working on the house bills. Scanning eyes wandered the information, watching the pen being placed on the side of the papers, reaching blindly into his pockets to take out his phone to calculate the money and finances.

Littler arms settled cutely around the elder's waist, hot breath formed across his tanner flesh of his jugular area. "Otouto-chan, I had received a phone-call from school just a few hours ago, your long absence during your second period. I'm just slightly curious on where you went during that time." He spoke lowly, grabbing a hold of his pen from beside the loose papers, beginning to write the information he's recorded from the cellular device.

Izuna slickly bit onto his bottom, inner cheeks, swirling his tongue across his teeth. The nerve wrecking disclosure from telling his brother the truth or a flat-out lie. He finally made his decision to decide to lie on his behalf. "You know, some guys have their business--" he was cut off way to soon to finish was he about to say. "Were you jerking off in the stalls?" As the elder raised his own eyebrow, thinking if it were to soon for a young boy to start thinking nasty, dirty things.

"No-...No! A number two, nii-chan." As he got his breath taken away for a good moment, placing his forehead against Madara's back, and kept a hold of his waist. "Oh." Was all the adult replied to. Grabbing a hold of the small notebook, closing it shut as he settled the pen inside of the book.

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It was Saturday evening, I suppose, daylight hit the surface of the sky, the reflection of the sun moving inside of the room's atmosphere. Flaring its sparks inside of the younger boy's face, feeling himself warm up, sweat by the razes, heat flashes, storming across his mind. He awoken sooner or later to the dripping of water running down his forehead.

Wiping it off steadily, fastening the leather blankets from his body and removed himself from the mattress. Waltzing over to his closet dorm, sliding it open to finding his new attire to wear all throughout the day.

'Hopefully me and him can spend brother time with each other.' Izuna thought, strapping the black silkened belt around his thin waist, as he combed his hair back with his small fingers.

Then he headed out of his room, looking across halfway to hearing grunts from his elders room. 'Early for sex, is it not?' Roaming his feet down the hall, moving an ear close to the door, both hands were settled on opposite directions.

Hearing only one person behind the door, grunting himself into pure satisfaction. 'I want to bust it down and give him a show.' As he licked his lips, fumbling a hand down his trousers to get a good whip of his erection feeling it still soft by words.

"Nii-chan." Izuna blurted out, slipping his hands from his pants, trickling them only into his empty pockets.

"What?" Heavily he was breathing, hearing the pants being zipped up, and slowly moved across the room to unlock his door. Opening it up, to the relevance of his own brother. Sweating, panting, exasperation in the tone of his voice and the body swaying from right to left.

"Did I interrupt something?" Asking only once, trailing the fingers down his elder's sweaty cheekbones, watching his every movement closely. It was like a death ride to paradise.

Madara shook his head a negative, crossing his arms across his chest, and tenderly flushed in both of his cheeks.

The younger boy massaging the flesh cutely once more, moving slowly inside of the elders room, shutting the door behind them both.