Hiding Holes (/Dark/Smut/yaoi)

Chapter 2 - Spain's an ass

A/N this chapter contains smutt sort of. Enjoy!!

Romano was the first to wake the next morning, the sun was bright outside, peering through the window. He flinched as he grabbed his member, Italy lay beside him, sleeping. He had stripped naked during the night just like his older brother did, italy's curl was twitching ever so slightly as he slept. Romano looked out for any movement from his younger brother as he stroked his own member, biting his tongue so moans couldnt escape. He wasnt sure if Hungary was up since his bedroom door was closed.

Romano pumped his member harder, jumping as the phone rang beside on on his night stand. He quickly answered it, not wanting to wake his brother up, one hand still cluching his member. "H-Hello?" he spoke, trying to surpress his groans.
"Hey Roma~!" the caller yelled down the phone
"Oh it's just you bastardo" he replied continuing to stoke his member gently.
"did i wake you Roma?"
"No you didnt Spain. what do you want?"
"Is someon grumpy? is that the way you speak to your boss?" Spain teased, laughing at himself
"Nng~I...you arent my boss~aahh"
"Roma? what are you doing? are you okay?"
Romano's hand twitched, causeing him to stroke harder "Yea~... Ahh~...I'm okay, I'm fine Bastardo. What is it you want?"
there was a short pause from Spain. "Romano are you touching yourself right now?" he asked finally.

"dont answer me back with a question you stupid spanish bastard"
"Oh you are. Romano you dirty little Italian, i had no idea you felt that way about me~ Next time i see you i'll just have to touch your curl~"
"shut up you bastard! I am not doing th-Ahh~... if you touch my curl i'll kill you" Romano started to pump harder, unaware of his brother slowly moving on the bed.
"Oh Roma~ it's so ovbious, maybe I'll do the same talking to you right now~ who knew a simple phone call would turn into phone sex in the morning~" Spain smirked, diliberatly teasing Romano.
"Stop it Spain! I'm doing it for you-Ahh!" Romano screamed when he felt Italy's hand brush off his arm. He let go of his member and covered it up with the bedsheets.
Italy rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up beside his brother "who are you talking to big brother?" he asked yawning.
"Nobody Italy"
"Good morning Italy~" Spain shouted down the phone, causing Romano to pull the phone from his ear. "Roma be a good boy and put me on loud speaker! I want to talk to both of you!"
Romano sat the phone down inbetween the brothers and clicked a button. Spain could be heard louder muttering something happily in spanish, which both brothers couldnt understand. "uh Fratello, I'm hurting down there. It's hard and it wont go away" Italy sobbed kneeling, the covers sliding off his body and revealing his member to Romano. "what do you want me to do about it!" Romano yelled, holding the covers down on his own erect member.
"Can i play with it? is that okay?" Italy muttered, Spain shut up and listened
Romano nodded annoyed.
"Hey Roma~ why dont you play with yours too?" Spain laughed, hoping that Romano would blush. Italy looked at his older brother, he was aware he was playing with himself, He could hear romanos moans when he was sleeping. Italy touched his member and whimpered. Romano grabbed his own and began to stoke it once sgain. "So why did you call Spain?" Italy asked, trying his best to stoke his own member before flinching back.

"Oh yeah, I called to invite you both to a little party I'm throwing. A few others are invited too" Spain remembered, he sounded happy about the party. "That-ahh~ that sounds fun Big brother Spain! Who'll be there?" Italy asked, excited about the party.
"Well lets see, there will be Ned, Belgium, France, Prussia, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, America, I dont know if England will be there or not, And thats all the people I've called so far. I have others to call after you guys"
"If Italy's going then I'm coming too, i have to make sure that potato barstard doesnt touch him" Romano gumbled.
"You'll be busy with me Roma~"
"I'd rather fuck France!" Romano yelled, hanging up the phone. With one last thrust of his hand Romano came "Ahh~...Th-That feels soo good~" he moaned happily, still holding onto his now sticky member.
"Fratello, did you really mean that about France?" Italy asked letting go of his member.
Romano threw his head back and giggled "of course not, Who would really want to be fucked by France's bagette other than England"