Theodore's little problem
It's been quite some time now since Theodore had developed a strange urge that he knew had to stay secret from his older brothers. He did not understand how or why his mindset had become so warped but after what felt like a lifetime of holding back his desires, he could no longer contain them.
After school a normal evening ensued in the Seville household. The trio ate the meal David had prepared for them before retiring to the living room to indulge in their favourite pastime, video games. As per usual, the youngest chipmunk sat on the edge of the sofa whilst his brothers frantically mashed the controls in an attempt to blast all the aliens attacking their individual spaceships.
"When is it my turn?" Theodore groaned.
"Shhh, quiet Theodore, we're about to beat the high score!" Alvin chided.
Knowing they were going to be engrossed for as long as David would allow them to be, the little chipmunk jumped from the arm of the sofa and headed up the stairs unaware that Simon witnessed this in his peripheral vision.
(This has to be the fifth time this week he's disappeared upstairs without so much as a decent fight for a turn on the console) Simon thought.
Once Theodore entered the room he shared with his brothers he quietly closed the door and leaned against it for a little while until he was sure no one had followed, the urge clawed at his stomach as it had most nights this week. His wide hazel eyes wandered over to one of the hampers in the corner of their room that contained Alvin's dirty clothes. Hesitantly, he walked over to Alvin's hamper, hands trembling as he went to scoop up a mound of clothing. Nervously looking over his shoulder at the closed door he eventually looked down at his prize of socks, boxers, jeans and red jumpers with the iconic A plastered across them. Not wasting another moment he buried his adorable little nose in his oldest brothers unwashed clothes and inhaled deeply. An audible sigh escaped his delicate lips as a familiar tingle gripped his groin area. With cautiousness now at the back of his mind, the little chipmunk rushed over to his bed, lifted the green covers, flung the clothes on his bedsheet before quickly discarding his own clothing and changing into his green stripped pyjamas. He clambered into his bed and pulled the covers over himself and the mound.
"Al…Alvin…" he whimpered, slowly grinded against the sweaty pile.
The scent quickly drove him into a frenzy, his plan to take his time always failed because he would involuntarily begin to hump the clothes without any sense of control. Unsurprisingly it did not take long for his little erection to release it's essence into the inside of his pyjama bottoms. He always allowed himself a few moments to recover from his euphoric state whilst rubbing a chubby cheek against them before quickly dumping them back in the hamper but not without keeping a single red sock underneath his pillow, just in case his urges came back during the night. Trudging back to his bed and crawling back underneath the covers, hugging talking teddy was the only way he could barely cope with his guilt and shame.
"I'm disgusting talking teddy…" he whispered to his favourite toy. "All my friends and family would hate me if they knew"
Theodore let his pent up tears soak into the dolls fur, his tiny body quivered.
"Ohhh yeah, eat that space aliens!" Alvin cheered, finally getting to the top of the leader board.
"Uhh, I helped too you know" Simon chimed, crossing his arms.
"Uhh, no I basically carried you all the way but at least you weren't completely dead weight like last time"
With an indignant huff, the blue clad chipmunk folded his arms and walked towards the stairs because he did not want to waste his energy arguing whilst Alvin did his little victory dance. Once at the top, he went to open the bedroom door but stopped when he thought he heard something. He placed his ear against the wood and heard what he thought was faint sobbing. Quietly he opened the door and in the light of dusk he could see a small shape trembling underneath Theodore's green striped covers. Without making his presence known he walked over to his little brother's bed, jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed causing Theodore's head to emerge from the duvet in surprise, his tear streaked face made Simon's heart sink.
"What's wrong Theo?" he asked gently, wiping a trickling tear from his cheek.
"S…Simon" he sniffled. "How long have you been in the room?"
Anxiety attacked his inside whilst waiting for the response.
"I just got here, Alvin is being insufferable as usual so I came up to see what you were doing. You've been disappearing up here a lot lately"
Theodore silently cursed himself for being so obvious.
"Is this about Alvin not letting you play the game?"
"N…No, I don't care about that" he replied, wiping his face with his sleeve.
"Then what is it? Theodore, you know you can tell me anything"
The youngest chipmunk stayed silent apart from his ragged breathing due to his harsh sobbing. Simon placed his hand on his shaking one and stared into his shimmering emerald eyes.
"Please Theo, tell me. I hate to see you like this"
Eventually he sat up, placing talking teddy on the other side of the bed in the process. After he took a moment to calm down apart from the occasional sniffle he felt ready to speak even though the anxiety became worse by the minute.
"It's…Alvin…" he almost whispered
"I knew it" replied Simon, rolling his eyes. "What has he done now?"
"Nothing, it's just…no, no I can't tell you!" His quivering voice went higher pitched than usual. "You'll hate me, Alvin will hate me, everyone will hate me!"
The dam burst once more as he buried his face into Simon's blue jumper. The older brother instinctively wrapped his arms around Theodore as he cried loudly into his chest. Tightening the hug, Simon began to stroke his shaggy brown locks knowing this used to always calm him down.
"Listen to me Theo, there is literally nothing in this world that you could say or do to make me or anyone hate you" he reassured, continually stroking his hair.
Theodore planned to take his secret shame to the grave but he really, really had to get this off of his chest through fear that it might explode. Slowly he looked up at his intelligent sibling, letting him wipe away his tears once more. Simon let him take all the time he needed to finally tell him what was wrong. After a minute or two he spoke.
"I…I love him…Alvin, I mean…"
"Well of course you do, we all do, no matter how infuriating he can be at times but what has he done to make you this upset?"
"No, you don't understand…" he mewled. "I love him…I love him like…more than a brother"
Simon's sapphire eye's widened. "What do you mean Theodore?" he asked even though he knew what was probably coming.
"What I mean is…" he hesitated. "I have feelings for him. Feelings that brothers should not have for one another. I…I want him to kiss me Simon!"
With that said, the youngest brother buried his now crimson face into Simon's chest once more, shivering in anticipation for his reply.
