Days have been passing, terribly boring in each brother's view. Though, despite the lack of events that interested them, what made it even worse was the lack of, well, girlfriends. Each brother was desperate... but who was most desperate?
Karamatsu.
He was pretty damn desperate, to the point it was a bit painful. He would blabber on about his "Karamatsu girls" often, like some kind of dude who was cool n' stuff (in which, Karamatsu was trying a little too hard), but how did he feel inside? That was an odd question. Though, it was answered when his brothers were not around. Karamatsu would stand, looking at a familiar person before him.
The sight left him breathless, no girl, no matter how pretty, could ever put him in such awe. "Beautiful.." He would murmur to the man before him, getting mimicked in return. Though, that did not bother him. Karamatsu took off his shades to get a better, less dark view. Yes.. the man had the same, horrible colored contacts. Somehow, that pleased Karamatsu. He was not the only one with these sinful tastes. It was as if they were the same. With that thought, he reached to touch the man's cheek. It was cold, flat... but he enjoyed it, nonetheless. The look of amusement on the other's face was enough to keep him going. He couldn't take it anymore. Karamatsu wanted the man so badly. He started pecking at the man's lips, who moved in sync. Once again, cold and flat.. but it excited Karamatsu, and made him encouraged enough to start licking at the man, who, too, stuck out his tongue. Due to lack of experience, Karamatsu was a bit sloppy with his kisses, but he certainly did try his best to keep his cool look. The other man was red, which was cute. Karamatsu thought he should go further.
Karamatsu was going to fuck his reflection