I woke up to pain that seared my nose. I looked up at the person who dared to try to kick my ass while I was asleep. The pain quickly faded into shock when I realized who it was, he dealt another blow. I couldn't move. I watched as my baby brother kept landing punches, my heart ached. I quickly pushed him away and stood up. My face was covered in blood. I tried my best to conceal my anger that was building up because of the pain.
"What the fuck was that for?" I yelled.
"I'm getting tired of being fucking lied to!" Sam looked up at me; he was a gorgeous sixteen years old. His muscles have built up some and he was about the same height as me.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" My body was shaken due to the anger.
"I don't fucking know, why don't you go ask the guy I saw you fuck in the alley!"
All my anger disappeared and I just stared at him; I knew what he was talking about. Two days ago I took this guy who liked me into the alley and fucked him, the one thing that Sammy, my brother, never knew about and would probably hate me for, the entire time I was making him scream, I thought about my baby brother. I loved my baby brother; he's constantly on my mind. No one would ever understand that all I want is to hold him when he cries, make love to him whenever I can, and love him to the best of my abilities, but I can't. Why? Because he is my baby brother and I cannot hurt him that way, I cannot force how I feel onto him. I snapped out of my dazed mind when I felt his fist land another blow to my eye. Fuck he can hit hard.
"What?" I screamed at him.
"Why did you fucking lie to me?" He pushed me onto the bed, I knew what I was about to do was a mistake, but I did it anyway, I pulled his shirt collar and kissed him. I couldn't help it; the moment our lips touched I was hooked on his touch and flavor. I slid my tongue out and slid it across his mouth, licking the precious meat. His lips opened in shock, and I took advantage of it. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth and licked every inch of his mouth. About a minute later, I felt him kiss me back. I pushed him away and stood up and left, slamming the door after me. I couldn't do it, he was my brother, the only constant I have left in my life, and I can't change it. If I do…and if anything happens to it. I will break, and become a soulless figure.
I went into the bar and started to drink down as much whiskey as I could. As I left the bar, I went somewhere with this foxy woman, and had my fun all night, while my brother's face was swimming through my head, I walked into the motel room an hour after she dropped me off.
"Sam, you little fucker…" I said drunkenly.