It's A Brother Thing

Chapter 1: Simon Abducted

"Mom, where's Simon?" I asked immediately as I step inside the house. She jumps, surprised by my sudden entrance and smiles.

"Hi honey, how was school?"

I sigh. I'll have to answer correctly before she'll let me go. "Hi Mom. School was fine. Now where's Simon?"

"He's upstairs," she gives me a strange look while I breathe, relieved. She's probably wondering why I'm so desperate to find him.

And the answer to that is understandable enough; he wasn't by his locker, where I always meet him after school.

Before she can question me, I dart up the stairs and slip into Simon's room. My heart immediately quickens.

Simon is fast asleep on his bed, teeny body snuggled right in the middle of it. I can't help but smile and look at how precious he is.

He even fell asleep with his glasses still on and his book cradled against his chest. Sweet Jesus, I love this little guy so much. He's just so cute.

"Simon," I whisper and sit right beside him on the edge of the bed. I want him to sleep, but at the same time, I'm too selfish. I want his attention and company.

I slide my hand through his soft blonde hair, pushing away the strands that fall across his face.  "Simon, wake up baby."

He whines adorably, brows furrowing as he comes to. "Jake?"

I can't help but grin as he blinks a few times and his stunning olive green eyes finally show themselves. He pouts, still a bit disoriented.

"Hello, my sleeping beauty." I beam.

He takes off his glasses and uses his fists to rub his eyes.  "What day is it?"

I can't wait any longer and lean in and peck him on his full, peach colored lips. He doesn't even bat an eye. Simon thinks I'm just an affectionate brother.

"It's Tuesday. Same day."

"Oh," he replies and then the goofy little smile that I've been waiting for appears on his face. He launches himself at me and throws his arms around my neck, making us fall backwards. He giggles. "I missed you Jakey!"

I easily wrap my arms around his teeny body and give him a squeeze. I feel so happy now.

"You scared me so bad when I went to find you after school and you weren't there. I thought one of the pervert jocks made off with you!"

"No, I'm sorry. Mom checked me out cause I wasn't feeling good." His arms are still around my neck as he lays on my chest and looks down at me. After he explains himself, confusion drifts into his face about what I said. "Why would you think that, Jakey?"

Bless his soul, he's so pure.

I take in his naturally flirty green eyes, pouty lips, sooty lashes, and his rather full, nicely shaped ass and shrug. "No reason Si."

He doesn't dwell on it and grins again. I snap my mouth closed as he buries his face in my neck, warm breath hitting the sensitive skin. I shiver.

It feels so good.

Everything about him is good. His sides, which curve in, his teeny waist, which I can hold in my hands so easily, his full, perfectly shaped ass, and adorable dimpled smile.

The best part of him, however, is his personality. He's a bookworm, he loves animals, and he is just the cutest boy ever. He's just like a giggly five year old and so you're never bored with him. And his innocence is just so refreshing and endearing. He means the absolute world to me. In fact, he's one of the only things I care about.