Stuck in the Family
Shopping day for his sisters was Ethan's favourite day of the week.
It allowed the teenager to be able to actually enjoy playing his guitar without one of them yelling for him to shut up or Daphne trying to destroy it. While he still had to handle whichever parent stayed and the twins, but they luckily were more focused on trying to scam their friends out of money with their newest take on 'frog wrestling'. Or whatever scheme they had come up with that morning. Last he had heard of them, the pair of trouble makers were taking various food items out to some little table them had thrown together in the garage.
This allowed him to enjoy playing the guitar in his favourite state, his shirt wide open and showing off his developing young abs and a pair of tight black jeans. A sight that he hoped would one day make a girl interested in him. Resting back against the headboard of his bed, Ethan's eyes closed his eyes and focused on strumming.
While the chords were out of tune from his lack of actual skill, but for the teen himself it was an angel's soft whispers to his ears. He had even made a friend who loved singing along to his guitar playing, a boy named Cooper who would always hunt him down during lunch periods for a jam. He loved it. With his amp turned up to the max volume any other sound fell upon deaf ears. Even to those anywhere on the second floor of the house.
As he approached the room, Ethan's youngest brother had to cover his ears just after stepping up from the stairs it was so deafening.
"Oh god… that sounds worse then Daphne's singing in the shower!" Lewie whined, the boy trying to push his fingers deep into his ears to shut the sound off.
Beast saw his lips moving but no words coming out. "Did you say something?"
"WHAT!?" Lewie's lips moved again, clearly shouting but to Beast he may have well just be mouthing the words.
A few steps off their bedroom door, every fibre of their young bodies were demanding that they just turn back and flee from the overwhelming onslaught of noise. They couldn't however, as the twins needed something from their older brother or their Latest Frog Wrestling league was going to fold before it got out of the cardboard box.
Beast's hand was first to get there, wrapping around the damaged and chipped doorknob. His thumb rested on the backside of the wood, where somehow there was a bite mark. It slipped away to be forgotten as he turned the knob, opening the door up only to feel the wall of sound push him back. A ringing in his ears, the long-haired Diaz felt like falling to his knees. So instead his twin took the first step into the room. Hesitant feet stopped them from running, their bodies refusing any action that brought them closer to the attack on their senses. It was anyone's guess how they were still walking.
"ETHAN!" Lewie screamed, as he barged into the torturous room of thought destroying noise.
Lewie could feel his own words rebound back against himself, overpowered by the amp.
"He can't hear us!" Beast roared, beside his brother. Frozen in place trapped in an unwilling body. His feet felt super glued to the floor.
Deciding to take action and save him and his twin brother, Lewie jumped for it. Reaching the powerpoint and quickly ripping the amp's cord out and cutting the deafening sound.
The sound cut with an ear-splitting whine, and some feedback for a moment before the sound silenced. Replaced only by a ringing in their ears that managed to be stronger than Ethan's words of anger.
"WHAT THE FUCK, LEWIE! BEAST! HOW DARE YOU TWO COME IN HERE! AND TOUCH MY AMP! UGH!"
Wiggling a finger in his ear, the second youngest of the three swore he heard something about peanuts.
"No thanks Ethan! No peanuts for me, I'm allergic remember?" Lewie responded in confusion, wondering why his brother was asking about peanuts.
Ethan looked at him with confusion for a moment, before setting down his guitar and shoving Lewie as he stood back up. He snatched back the cord and plugged his amp back into the wall. Being met by a similar whine from the device powering back up.
"You don't fucking touch my arm! Got it, I can't pay for another one if you two go and break this thing on me like everything else!"
"Did he just ask if we broke the ambulance arm?" Beast asked, just as confused as he tried to get the ringing out of his ears.
Brushing off his shoulder, Lewie just glared at the older boy. He felt like shoving back, but felt intimidated seeing the muscular abs and pecs on Ethan. With the boy having only seen abs like that on some of the older boys in his middle school. Even then those bodies were extremely rare, usually he only saw flat or chubby bodies while changing in gym classes. While his own body was nothing to scoff at, seeing Ethan in this state made him slightly more afraid to piss him off. He decided that retaliation would only get him hurt in the end, so it was better not to risk that if he could avoid it. Having been harshly shoved the youth felt that he would have been better off staying at the stand and making Beast go upstairs to beg for money. It would at least save him the pain in his shoulder.
"I-I'm sorry Ethan… it was just hurting our ears and you couldn't hear us…" Lewie admitted, deciding that submitting a little and doing his 'i'm an adorable little boy' routine would work the best.
"Yeah! And the stairs were shaking!" Beast added, having stopped the ringing finally.
After releasing a loud sigh, Ethan turned his amp down slightly. He had expected the loudest members of the Diaz family to love the sound, "There… Why were you two even inside anyway, weren't you forcing frogs to fight for pocket money?"
Lewie furrowed his brow, shifting his glasses up as they slipped down his little nose. "Um, no? Frog fighting was so laaaast week."
"Yeah, today we're eating anything for a dollar." Beast added with a shameless grin. "But we're not getting many customers,"
Another loud sigh was released. "Umm… just so Mom and Dad don't skin me alive for not checking… what have you two eaten?"
"Mud, grass, bark, hair… dirt and a few rocks but we charged extra for that. All the leftovers from the fridge, and the pudding hidden at the back. We didn't charge to eat those as despite the slight greenish tone, it was tasty." Lewie listed off, looking like quite the salesman. He was still counting off things in his head, pressing down on a finger as he mouthed a few numbers and items they had eaten that morning. "Oh and Daphne paid us five bucks to eat some mystery food with blindfolds on… I have a feeling that it was dog biscuits…"
Beaming, Beast added his own addition. "I did a lego for two dollars! Oooh and some kid gave me five bucks to lick something salty while blindfolded behind the shed! Lewie wasn't allowed to come for that one…"
Feeling his cheeks heating up a little, Ethan gaped at his youngest brother, looking up and down for a moment. It was no wonder what the boy was making him lick. His little brother. He was instanting bubbling with anger and jealousy picturing the scene. There was a throb in Ethan's pants picturing the little tongue running up the length of another's cock. Despite his lust mixed anger, nerves began to pop up as he wondered if that kid was actually a kid or if his little brother had been preyed on.
"H-How old was the kid?" Ethan stuttered, wondering if he had something to be concerned about.
"I don't know… your age maybe?" Beast shrugged. "I was blindfolded for most of it… and it was kinky stinky… like you in the morning… after your under the blanket game."
Swallowing hard, the eldest boy shifted his weight.
He didn't want his brothers thinking of his 'under the blanket game' and work out what he was actually doing. He had been warned by his dad that he was never to let the twins know about it, because they were too young. Something he had agreed up until Beast mentioned licking 'salty things'. He bit back a soft internal moan thinking about Beast's adorable tanned face with a splatter of cum across his face and coating his light pink tongue.
Ethan couldn't stop himself and before he could filter out his perverted thought process, the teen's mouth opened a question made its way out: "W-was the salty thing… firm or liquidy…"
Instantly he judged himself for asking such a question, biting hard on his own tongue to keep from asking anything else. Words built up and caught in Ethan's throat. The effort to hold them back was all too obvious, as Lewie squinted at Ethan from behind the glasses framing his face.
"Why are you asking?" Lewie questioned, an eyebrow raised slightly.
"Nothing, Lewie! I'm just being a protective older brother is all, okay?" Stuttering, Ethan shook himself of the thoughts as he listened to a 'Uh-Huh' escaping Lewie's mouth. "S-so, um… wh-why are you up here and not eating shit outside?"
"Becauuuuuse, Ethan! We need some money…" Beast whined, the boy giving his brother his best puppy dog eyes.
"Which leads me back to my question… why aren't you outside eating things for money?" Ethan questioned, glad that at least Beast seemed oblivious.
Beast whined. "We just answered that! We. Need. Money!"
Rolling his eyes in minor annoyance, Ethan rested back onto his bed, wishing that he could just sink deeper into the softness to escape the frustrating boys. Expecting them to just leave, as he lays back against the sheets, Ethan brought a hand over his eyes and continued to groan obnoxiously at them. The twins seemed to take no notice, however, as they both climbed onto either side of his bed. With his eyes closed, the older boy could feel their weight pressing against his mattress. He was about to open his mouth in fear that one of them might break the fleshlight hidden underneath, but held his tongue.
The less those two knew about his 'under the blanket games', the better. Especially Lewie, who was maturing faster than his twin and catching onto the sexual elements of being preteens. And a fleshlight was definitely way too much for them to know about. It wouldn't be surprising to come home one day and find the boys putting both their dicks into the toy at once if they were to ever find it. He'd paid Harley a few months prior to install a lock and chain to the bed frame just to keep their grubby mits off his hidden things.
He also knew that if the twins were to find out what he was using then they would happily tell everyone in the house and he didn't need to have that kind of discussion with his father or Daphne. The teen shivered at the thought of Daphne asking him why he used it and what it was for.
"What do you want!?" He muttered.
Lewie's expression deadpanned, while Beast scrunched up his nose.
"Beast told you twice, Ethan. We need money, and we need it NOW! I thought you were at least smart enough to listen…"
Raising his eyebrow once more, Ethan questioned Lewie further. "What do you two need money for anyway?"
"Lewie broke the tablet." Beast blurted out, seeming to have no shame in throwing his brother under the bus. Seeing the shocked glare shot his way from the glasses-clad boy, he gulped hard.
"BEAST! THAT WAS A TWIN SECRET!" Lewie pouted, his glare continuing.
Beast raised both hands in surrender. "But Lewie…! You did break it, and mom told me never to lie when you break stuff anymore! She takes away my candy… and you KNOW Beastie boys need their candy!"
Ethan felt like slamming their foreheads together.
Before his little brothers could start wrestling on top of him like children arguing over nothingness, the teenager sat bolt upright and shot them both an intimidating glare to make them back down. Beast sank onto his knees, with his chin dropping to rest against his chest. Meanwhile, Lewie crossed his arms are his pout grew droopier to guilt trip Ethan into taking his side, to no avail. But both of their eyes lit up a moment later when Ethan pulled out his wallet, resting it on his lap. Still closed, but there was the corner of a bill jutting out from the smooth leather. Tempting and teasing, it was impressive that the younger boys hadn't already found a way to steal it. He knew from his own days at that age, that in this family when the older siblings have money. You do whatever you can to get it from them. Legal or Not.
Looking between them both, Ethan could see that the twins were almost drooling over the cash.
"Okay… if you want the money you're going to actually have to earn it, okay? Good." He didn't give them a chance to argue, popping open his wallet and pulling out a dollar note.
The younger boy's eyes widened, wanting to reach out and grab it.
"H-How…?" Beast questioned.
Lewie however was a little more curious. "What do you want for it, Ethan?"
"Well you said you would eat anything, r-right?" The older boy stuttered out, eyeing off the smirk on Lewie's face.
"Uh-huh, and what do you want us to eat?" Lewie pushed.
"M-my… my…" The words caught in his throat, making it hard to breath.
"Come on… your what Ethan? Your fingernails? Your guitar pick? Your lunch? What?" Lewie kept pushing.
After throwing down his wallet, the teen's hands shot back to his pants and undid the button before unzipping the tight black jeans. Knowing that he was being watched in confusion, Ethan's face turned red and his throat became scratchy and dry. The boys stared at the now revealed a slight bulging part of their brother's grey boxer briefs through the unzipped portion of his jeans, the boys wondering just what Ethan was meaning. Tugging the jeans down an inch or two, the flaps opened up and his underwear came further into view. His hands moved to rest on either side, supporting the teen as Ethan leaned back slightly.
Ethan's breath was shaking and uncertain as the twins looked between the tent and his blushing handsome face. A strand of usually slicked back hair had fallen, stuck to his face on a droplet of sweat. He silently begged that his cock didn't jump up to alarm the boys. The last thing he wanted was it forcing its way out of the piss-slit and revealing itself before he wished.
"Um… showing us your undies doesn't answer us Ethan?" Lewie responded, continued.
Beast found himself curious as he stared at the pair. "Are they Lewie's? They look like Lewie's…"
"N-no they're not Lewie's underwear, Beast! Mom just buys all of us the same clothes, so of course they look the same…" Ethan argued.
"So how do you know they aren't Lewie's? I end up wearing his all the time. Do you want us to eat them?" Beast responded. "Never eaten clothes before… would we eat them off of you or are you going to remove them?"
It wasn't his big brother who spoke up next to answer, but actually Lewie who took over as he fully gripped the situation. His little heart beat a little faster while blushing a tinge of pink. In all honesty, it wasn't much of a surprise knowing how weirdly their big brother had reacted to the last thing they were paid to do by the mystery boy. But even Lewie couldn't deny he was a little jealous of Beast, being ignored and not even allowed to watch as his twin licked something salty. Which based on the way the perverted older boy was looking at his twin, allowed him to guess what was being licked.
The same thing that his brother wanted from them. Only Ethan hadn't paid for licking.
"Oh, it's not the underwear he wants us to eat…" Lewie replied, making Ethan gulp a little as the older twin worked him out. "Is it Ethan? It's what inside the underwear…"
Their older brother could only nod slowly.
"What's inside of his underwear? His butt?" Beast questioned. Earning a eye roll from both of his older brothers.
"I don't think that we're going to be allowed to eat that part of his body, Beastie… Ethan is full of himself,"
Ethan glared slightly from the insult coming from the older twin, a glare that accompanied a hissed out response. "Do you two want the money or what…"
"Y-Yes?" Lewie responded, voice cracking a little during the response.
"Then you will eat what's inside my underwear, as you said." Ethan smirked.
With the promise of money in mind for just eating whatever huge thing was inside Ethan's pants, Beast's eager hands hooked around the hem and tugged down the bulging boxer briefs to let it flop out. His eyes popped a little in shock, seeing that there was nothing in there but the huge thing in there. At least compared to his own thing down there it looked huge. It looked like a fat worm sitting there in his underwear, hard and still with gentle twitches once it was out in the open. With it in full view for his brothers, Ethan chewed his bottom lip in anticipation for the little fingers to wrap around his shaft, or for one of the boys to satisfy his cock by swallowing it to the balls.
As he realised how much bigger Ethan's thing actually was in comparison to his own, Beast stuttered out: "I-Is that…"