I am new at Yu-Gi-Oh stuffs. I am not well acquainted with the series, Japanese or American. Mokuba is 13. I don't know how old that makes Seto 16 or 18 I think. If you know the exact, please tell me. Warning: it's rated M -.- use your imagination! I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I am new to fanfictioning, so flames are as welcome as good reviews.

NORMAL POV (Point Of View)

Today Seto had been working at home. He hadn't had much choice on the matter as Mokuba had fallen ill. According to Mokuba, this could be his last day on earth, he was so sick, with the coughing and the spluttering and… you get the point.

Anyway, it had been awfully quiet today, so quiet that Seto hadn't realized how long he had been working. 13 hours of silence. 13 hours of Mokuba at home "sick" and no interruptions. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

Seto stood and stepped out into the empty hallway "Mokuba?" silence was the stern reply. "Mokuba?" Seto, though usually calm, had no idea why Mokuba was so quiet – why he had been so quiet for 13 hours – was becoming anxious.

Mokuba was in his room and nobody knows what he could be doing in there. Seto had not been informed that young Master Kaiba had had his room soundproofed to match the majority of the mansion.

Mokuba was 'rehearsing' something in secret.

"Mokuba!" Seto ran – wait… Seto Kaiba… ran? – to Mokuba's bedroom and bashed on the door "Mokie!"

Seto mentally face-palmed as he remembered he had a key to every room in the mansion. He pulled out the key to this room and quietly opened the newly unlocked door, only to have a mini heart attack from what he saw.

Seto POV

I had thought Mokie was at least somewhat innocent… Wow, was I wrong.
He lay on his bed stroking himself and quietly moaning my name. My name. This is messed up. This is wrong. Why is it arousing me?

"S-Seto…" The intoxicating yet oblivious moan fell slowly from Mokuba's perfect lips. At that, my member stood tall.
My attempt to call his attention was futile as my throat was dry and my voice, well, what voice. I couldn't form words, no matter how hard I might try. What happened next, was not planned was not thought out and most definitely was not regretted.

Mokuba POV

How long my big brother had been standing there, I don't know, but when his tongue hit my cock, I never knew anything could feel so good.

I bucked up into his mouth and moaned as he engulfed my cock in his blissful mouth. "S-Setoo!" He hummed and that was it, I lost my grip on reality.

Seto POV

His hands ripped at my hair, his moans loudened, his head thrashed about as I sucked him deeper and deeper. He cried out my name as I took him down my throat and hummed around his aching member.

Normal POV

No force could tear these two boys apart. Not the several times Seto's mobile rang, not the knocking upon the door, not the surprised gasps of the peeping boy through Mokuba's ajar doorway. Nothing.
Seto's tongue ravished the youngers throbbing member, pushing harder on the underside of the heated flesh. Coming closer and closer to his first aided orgasm, Mokuba arched into Seto's mouth receiving a hard, rough suck, pushing him over the edge and making him cum down the older brothers throat.

CLICK! The camera flashed. This Cannot be good...