Hello everyone! I know it's been an incredibly long time since I've published anything on here, and my typical Fanfiction is more-so in the realm of Kyman (I genuinely apologize if you were expecting something else), but I've really taken a liking to Hidashi recently, so I decided to write a story about it. Although there will be more Kyman in the future, I'm a big fan of Big Hero 6, and I couldn't help but come out of the movie with a new ship ^w^ So now, after a whole wave of inspiration, here's the beginnings of a new story. Like my previous stories, one chapter will be uploaded every day, and (since I'm a perverted fuck) there will most definitely be some smutty, boy x boy lemon. If you don't enjoy slash (Aka: two males getting involved in sexual relations with each other) leave now... But, if you do happen to enjoy that, read ahead ;)

ALSO, just so everybody knows, I own nothing, had no influence in the creation, or production, of Big Hero 6. I just really enjoy the film, and have become inspired to write my own spin on it. So, sit back, and enjoy the ride :)

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Fingers curled, grasping onto whatever surface was near to find something solid, something stable.

A moan.

The young boy's back hitched, his little lungs filling with as much oxygen as they could muster while waves surged through his body.

Fire pooling.

Toes scrunching up, coping with the wanton images filling their master's head as he gasped on for more.

"Tadashi…"

All of a sudden, in a hot sweat, the boy shot up. He gasped, finding it hard to control his breathing as what seemed like tidal waves of bliss washed over his body, trailing to each limb before traveling downwards. "...Jesus"

He looked down onto his own lap, lifting his bedcovers off the still twitching hips he found below him; the boy noticing a warm patch of white liquid expanding through the fabric of his pyjama bottoms. "I didn't expect this to happen again, tonight of all nights…" He quickly grabbed a tissue from his nightstand, wiping the cum from his skin and clothing.

For the past few years, Hiro Hamada had been finding himself in similar situations ever since he began to grow into his adolescence. They seemed to come at random as far as he knew, and figured this was just part of who he was, and how his body was adjusting to the new spurts of testosterone. Even so, Hiro knew he was far past his adjusting stages when it came to discovering his body, and how it functioned as he began to experience his transition into adulthood.

At fourteen years old, Hiro found that he began to mature rather fast compared to the rest of his class (in accordance with the size of his big brain), even though he was still pretty short. He had long, supple limbs, and seemed to completely miss the awkward periods of having acne (which, in the back of his mind, he thanked his genes dearly for), or the hesitation of talking to any girls. Then again, Hiro didn't really find himself falling for anybody while he was still in school anyway.

He had only graduated last year, at the young age of thirteen, and managed to be at the top of his class. He had found himself so focused on the subject matter of robotics, as well as other aspects of science and engineering, that girls were never really a thought in his mind. Were the majority of boys his age ogling and drooling over pretty girls they saw? Yes, but Hiro didn't really give a damn in the first place about what went on in his other classmates minds. He also went to school with older students, and imagined that even if he did develop feelings of attraction for anybody, it would be useless since he was so young. Although there was a point Hiro considered maybe he didn't really have a drive at all, all of those thoughts were muddled to a short stop because of instances like the one that just occurred.

He was reminded of his own libido constantly throughout each passing month, coming close to waking up Tadashi, or even his Aunt with his outbursts in the night. There had been times where Tadashi would wake him up from his dreams, asking him if he was okay, or if he wanted some water. Each time, the younger brother just told him it was a nightmare he didn't really wanna talk about, and that he was okay (somehow managing to hide the raging arousal under his covers). The other would nod, and tell him that he hoped he'd feel better, tousling the younger's hair with his palm before walking back to his side of the room. Although, thankfully for Hiro, Tadashi wasn't here tonight, and didn't have to be awoken from his brother's moans.

"Ugh," Hiro said, falling backwards on to his plush pillow, still warm from the imprint of his head once writhing on top of it, "I'm glad he's not here tonight, he'd probably have caught on by now if it weren't for his frequent late night stays at nerd school, even though he's at his friend's house celebrating now."

The younger boy thought on, playing with one of his feathered locks of hair as he imagined the day that'd just gone bye. "It was Tadashi's birthday today…" Hiro's mouth curved up into a warm smile as he thought of his brother. Even though he tried not to show how much he cared while he was around, Tadashi meant a lot to him. "He better use the present I made for him… Even though I doubt he wouldn't find use for it."

For each birthday that Hiro shared with his brother, he always ended up making a present for him. This year was more of a helpful gadget than a "cool" one, since Tadashi was so busy with school. It was similar to the design of megabot, but with entirely different features. It was small enough to fit in the confines of a pocket, but had wicked strength. Like megabot, it was also able to detach pieces of itself without breaking, but could also mold itself into various shapes and surfaces as well. This way, when Tadashi gave it a command, it could transform into a platform, or a box, to carry his books around while he studied. To sum it up, this new bot was basically able to do all of Tadashi's labors for him… the physical ones, at least.

"I hope he likes it," Hiro thought to himself. Suddenly, he recalled his brother's reaction to the present after he tore through the wrapping paper. Tadashi gave him a big smile after Hiro had to explain to him what the robot's functions were, and pulled him into a large embrace. He remembered how his brother smelled clean, like he just gotten out of the shower, but also somewhat sweet (probably from living in a cafe for so long). Hiro also remembered the feeling of his brother's shirt, and the pull of his hands on his back; warm and strong... He savored the memory, delving deeper into the sensations of his brother.

The way his face felt smooth across his jaw as their heads brushed passed each other, the breath that managed to reach the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine as his brother muttered a soft, "Thank you", how big he seemed compared to himself, almost engulfing his small body with the weight of his hug, the way he could feel the slight vibrations of Tadashi's heart beating against his own chest, and how he could also feel Tadashi's chest, slim through the confines of his tight shirt, clinging to his skin as if it were his own…

Another hot wave found itself pooling into the pit of Hiro's stomach, making his cock twitch slightly as the feeling of pleasure began to make it rise.

Hiro's eyes widened, snapping himself out of the trance he was in. "What?"

A bead of sweat traveled down his forehead as he realized what was happening with the thought of his brother in mind, lifting himself off of his pillow once more. "No, not good, not good at all," he let his face fall into his hands, contemplating what had just happened. "There's no way I'd get like that over Tadashi, he's my brother."

Hiro got himself into a slight panic, trying to come up with an explanation for the thoughts that lingered in his mind. "I'm just a teenager," he reminded himself, "these are just my hormones getting the best of me. Most boys manage to get hard ons from physical contact, even if it is platonic..."

"...Maybe this is just because I've never really had the time to focus on expressing these feelings. I'm always so concentrated on building, and bot fights… This is probably just my body's way of coping with the lack of attention towards the more lusty sides of who I am, haha..." Hiro thought over his hypothesis.

"It honestly does make sense. I've never experiment with girls (even though I've never really had the urge to), and the only time I ever get a good wank in is when I'm in the shower after a long day… This stuff towards Tadashi is just my libido trying to get me to give it attention."

The boy laid back down, trying to force himself into sleep so he could forget all about this tomorrow. "Yeah, Tadashi's my big brother. There's no way I'd be some weirdo with a brother-complex..."

With the ghost of his brother's embrace still lingering on his skin, and his still present post-orgasm bliss, it wasn't hard to fall back asleep, Hiro just told himself that the former memory was out of his mind.