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I don't own Kekkaishi, and this story has nothing to do with its productions on the anime or the manga.

Chapter one

Yaoi

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Pushed up against a tree, he tried to push the other away. He tried to yell, scream, whatever, but his lips were pressed against his. What did he think he was doing? Yoshimori felt his free hand slip through the layers of his kimono, his thumb rubbing against an erected nipple.

"A-Aniki…!"

Masamori smiled as he muffled his younger brother's refusing cries. The supposed heir rubbed his knee in between his legs, earning another cry that went down his throat. Finally he let go of those sweet lips, leaving the younger boy panting.

"Yoshimori…" He whispered as he let go of his wrist and used it to part his haori which fell around his waist. Taking a hold of both shoulders Masamori began to leave gentle kisses on every scar that he could spot on his brother's upper body. Yoshimori squirmed under his kisses, trying to get away.

"A-Aniki, we shouldn't…. be doing… nngh!" The younger Kekkaishi jolted when he felt his brother sucking a spot on his collarbone. This was becoming too much for him. His knees buckled under him, causing his frame to collapse, if it weren't for Aniki he would've been lying there on the soil by now. His head was dizzy and his vision was blurred, but he was able to hear Aniki chuckle.

"I guess you aren't able to handle it standing up. Guess we'll have to head home to finish…"

He felt his brother scoop him up in his arms and jumping up on the square barriers to get home.

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The house was dark, indicating that everyone was asleep. Masamori walked through the garden and jumped up onto the square barriers, reaching Yoshimori's window. Sliding it open he slipped inside and closed it, turning the lock and drawing the curtains. Not bothering to lay out a futon he set his little brother down on his back.

"Yoshimori… " He whispered before kissing him again. The younger Kekkaishi snapped open his eyes and began to struggle, pushing against his Niisan's shoulders and writhing under him, Masamori's excitement only got larger by this since he was pressed down on the younger one's body. Yoshimori grasped his shoulders when he felt him grinding against him, without thinking he responded with a soft moan and rocked back, arching his body. Masamori set his brother's legs down before peeling off the layers that sat on his shoulders. First he tossed aside the robe before pulling the haori loose, Yoshimori looked away.

"O-Oi, Aniki."

"Hm?"

"…Get off of me."

"Why?"

"….Because I don't like this…. Now get off."

"…. Yoshimori, do you really want me to stop?"

The younger glared at him.

"Why the ell would I want you to continue? Get off-mnngph!" A kiss muffled his objections, gentle the older slipped his tongue in and tasted the delicacy; his brother. He buried his hand in the mess of his hair, bringing them closer and making the heat grow. Heat rose to Yoshimori's head as he lost himself, 'How could you submit so easily?' A voice said in the back of his head, but it was blurred out by the groans and muffles that clouded all around him. He knew that this was wrong. Terribly terribly wrong, but…

Niisan!

He missed it.

Niisan matte!

The warmth and love that his brother used to give him when they were younger.

"Yoshimori…"

"Ha…ahn…"

The younger let his body relax as he felt his brother sucking sensitive spots on his neck, loosening the strings that were knotted an jumbled up inside of him. Masamori began to wander further down, leaving trails of kisses. A smile crept up his lips when he got to the hem of his Hakama. He pulled them down until they were at the very edge before he began to nip, suck, and tease, earning naughty cries from his younger brother.

"Ni-Niisan… mou… ahn…"

Masamori smiled as he kissed his arousal. Undoing the ties, he exposed his younger brother before taking his crying tip. His body jolted and subconsciously thrust his hips forward, causing Masamori to cough and pin him down. Once he got his brother pinned down for sure he swirled his tongue around before letting the length slide down his throat, of course his gag reflex kicked in, but after a while he got used to it and began to suck, making his brother twitch and writhe about.

"Ni-Niisan! Wha-what are… fuwaaa… what are you…. Doing…? Ahn… ya-yamete…"

Masamori only did the opposite of what he asked, and gently raked his teeth against his length. He felt the muscles in the boy's legs tighten as they began to shake. 'He's nearing huh… this really is his first time…' The older began to go up and down his brother's shaft, making him writhe and squirm. Yoshimori's vision began to blur once more, feeling something hot coiling in his lower stomach. He twitched and shuddered, both at what was going on inside of him and from what his Niisan was doing. And when he felt him swirl his tongue around his tip, he felt the pressure inside of him being released.

Masamori didn't expect for his brother to cum so fast, but let it go down his throat before pulling his brother out of his mouth, The older kekkaishi sat up and looked down at him, loving how he was slicked with sweat and had a limp figure. Bending over he pressed his lips against his before gathering his clothing and silently creeping out of the window.

"Oyasumi, Yoshimori."

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Ku-kukuku. I know it was a horrid thing for me to do, but can anyone really blame me? I'm a messed up gay boy with no life, no lover, and has a thing for crack or incest pairings. Flame if you like, bash if you want, but reviews are always loved.

p.s. I hope it wasn't too bad. I'm not good at writing anyway.

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