Never Forgotten

Chapter Eleven

Canada's POV:

"Bro! Wake up!" America shouted, shaking my shoulder roughly.
"What the hell man, how'd you get in my house, b'y?" I mumbled, sitting up.
"Dude! Your head! What the hell happened?!"
I winced at the loudness of his voice and rubbed my eyes.
"Prussia and I were involved in some horseplay..." I replied vaguely.
"Horseplay? Mattie, you're still a virgin! You were supposed to ask for my blessing before somebody ripped your ass!"
"Nobody ripped my ass, Al." *cough* lies *cough* Alfred happened to be one of the ass rippers...but he probably thought it was France....or a dream...
"It was a tickle fight."
"Ah. Tickling. I guess it's okay then."
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice?" I asked, punching my brother lightly on the shoulder.
"Um...let's talk about this later..." He whispered.
"Hey...Vhat's all zhis racket?" Prussia entered my room, rubbing his eyes. He noticed America and furrowed his brow. "Veren't jou supposed to be here in a few days?"
"Yeah, but I finished my work early and wanted to check on my baby brother!"
"I'm older than you, Al." I muttered.
"Debatable..." My brother snapped back.
"Hey, Prussia, sweetie..." I blinked innocently. "Could you go out to Sobeys and pick up some groceries...you can't live here and expect me to do all the work <3."
Prussia blinked in confusion, looking from me to Al and back to me again.
"Uh...Sure, Birdie..."
"Thank you!~ Theres money on the counter. Take as much as you need!"
"Vhat exactly do jou vant me to pick up?"
"Milk, eggs, pancake mix, Kraft dinner, peanut butter, maple syrup and a couple of kinder eggs for America." I listed.
Prussia hesitated before rushing off to do as he was told.
I waited until I heard the downstairs door close before I turned back to my brother.
"It's later."
America pursed his lips. "I am a bit jealous..." He muttered.
"Aw Allie! Why?!" I pouted.
"Because I miss living with you...it's kinda lonely back home..." He looked away from me.
"You have Tony..."
"Yeah...but when Tony's in heat I don't like to be around him...he keeps trying to probe me..."
"Like this?" I asked poking his side.
"Hey! Stop that!" America shrieked, falling over. I giggled and pinned him under me.
"Mattie, what are you-"
I cut him off with a kiss, which he returned after only a small amount of hesitation.
"Alfred..." I whispered when we broke away for air. "We're brothers...this is wrong..."
"Matt...it's not like we're human...we have different morals than them." He assured me, though I didn't need any of it.
"I love you, bro." I buried my face in his neck.
"I love you too." He rolled over so that I was under him and began to work his mouth against my jaw.
"Ah~" I moaned.
"Already?~" he smirked.
"I've never done this before...I'm sensitive." I lied.
"I'll be gentle." He said, his voice low and seductive.
His fingers worked at my pyjama top, revealing my bare chest. He threw the garment onto the end of the bed as his hands slid to my hips.
I grasped onto his shoulders, pulling him in for a rough kiss.
"I'm starting to doubt your virginity.~" Al purred in my ear.
"I'm French. This stuff comes natural.~" I purred back.
America snickered and shrugged out of his jacket and t-shirt. He worked away at my pants while I admired his body.
Soon enough we were both without clothes and my twin had his mouth wrapped around my dick.
"AhahAlfred~" I yelled as he moved his head faster and faster. "I want you inside me!~"
He stopped suddenly, me cursing internally at the way my building orgasm had crashed.
"Sure thing."
I pursed my lips in anticipation. Alfred wasn't very easy on his sexual partners. He tended to jump right into the sex without much foreplay or teasing. This was a trait I wasn't to fond of, but I allowed the American to make me his toy regardless. My genitals do not discriminate.
He slipped in slower than usual. I guessed he was getting more and more considerate towards the asses of his partners. To tell the truth, I hadn't had my twin in my bed for quite some time.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Y-yeah." I stammered.
He started thrusting. Yep. There it is. The inconsideration I was talking aboot. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ahhhh~ Ow. Ow.
The orgasm ripped through my body pretty quickly, actually. I allowed myself to cum early just because. America did the same in my hole soon after. He collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily for a few moments before pulling out of me and holding me close.
"Let's do that again sometime." He whispered into my hair.
I nodded slowly, trying to catch my breath. "Yeah, let's."

I burst into tears halfway through writing this. So many quality lines. I'm going straight to hell when I die. No chance of heaven.
So here's some AmeCan smut. I didn't actually want to include this pairing because it's kinda a NoTP of mine but hey, Al was here and it just sorta happened. I hope you're having a great Canadian Thanksgiving. Up here we celebrate by purging all our rudeness and injecting it into Justin Bieber.
So, I hope you enjoyed this one and I'm gonna go now before I truly sin.