AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've developed a fascination with Young Tadashi and Older Hiro, I decided to write a fic about them. Hope you enjoy. Feel free to let me know your thoughts but I'm just happy you're here!

***NOTE*** I went back in to this fic and did some editing and proof-reading. This fic was started when I'd just began venturing in to writing. After getting the hang of my own rhythm and writing style I decided I could make this a little better. Hope you enjoy! Thank you for reading!

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Hunched over in agony Tadashi clutched at his crotch. Beneath the soft cloth of his pajama pants his dick was painfuly swollen in arousal. As if all the blood in his pooled between his legs, his pubescent loins ached with persistent throbbing that showed no sign of yielding to his discomfort.

"Ughhh." he groaned in a small voice, curling in to himself. "This hurts."

Puberty proved to be the most horrendous process ever. His muscles hurt constantly and he grew in what felt to be consistent increments each week. Hunger plagued him always but no weight ever accumulated. Every morsel of food just fueled the perineal stretching that was his limbs and torso. Hair began growing everywhere and nothing seemed to fit right anymore. Just an overall sense of discomfort taking over as the days went on with no sanctuary to be found in the ever changing dome that was his body.

His once baggy clothing now clung to him too closely for comfort. His pants seemed drastically too short for him although it was not that severe, just an inch or so of skin peeking out from his ankles. Same went for his shirts that he swore were choking him from lack of space. All the clothes he owned just equated to a giant reminder of what was taking place with his body. He really didn't understand how guys could function. Yeah, girls had it bad too but guys were not given nearly enough credit.

What really did Tadashi in were the never ceasing wet dreams and erections that came with them...no pun intended. In the darkness surrounding him, he sweat profusely trying to will his erection away. He had woken up in the middle of a wet dream... with out reaching ejaculation beforehand. In his dream, hands were down his pants fondling him. Long warm fingers stroking him and warm breath blowing in his ear felt all too real.

He reached the edge before the threshful when the person pulled away to look at him. Their chin was eye level with him, revealing a familiar gapped tooth grin. Leaning forward he tried planting his mouth against it but everything faded too quickly. He woke up startled by the pressure he felt in his pants and the heat boring down on him intensely.

Waking up with an erection wasn't unusual, of course not. But despite the many times he'd woken up aroused and desperate for release, never had this happened before. Waking up with such a swollen erection. It was borderline unbearable. Unknownst to him his penis was engorded beyond it's usual mast and turning a deep angry almost purple color.

Debating what to do, Tadashi bit his pillow as his loins screamed at him demanding relief. Looking in on the situation it would have seemed like simply masturbating would solve the issue. Naturally that seemed to be the easiest solution. But due to it being some ungodly hour of the night, his dream man was asleep across the room. Pleasuring himself was risky and not willing to take the risk of being caught in the middle of such a lewd act he endured the discomfort.

The skin of his erection was extremely sensitive, his tip oozing fluid and rubbing against his pajama bottoms insistantly with any slight movement. His teeth grit in to the fabric of his pillow case, a keening sound escaping his throat without intent. He worried Hiro had heard him and his fear was confirmed when he heard the creak of a mattress in the near distance.

"Tadashi?"

Hiro's voice carried through the darkness and Tadashi's stomach dropped. He stayed silent, wincing as the pressure down below only increased and worsened. He thought his brother had been asleep, now what? If this got any worse he'd see a doctor if need be, but for the time being he prayed it would go away without medical intervention. It was just a stiffy, how much worse could it possibly get?

"Hey... Tadashi?" Hiro whispered, worry lacing his tone. "Are you okay?"

Tadashi hoped with every fiber of his being that Hiro would assume he was having a bad dream and just go back to bed. Unfortunately for Tadashi, Hiro's brotherly instincts kicked in and he got up from his bed. The older sibling's socked feet touched the wooden floor then treaded over to his side of the bedroom.

Tadashi's breathing was labored and uneven while he struggled to fein sleep. Hiro stood by his bed and placed a hand on his shoulder to check on Tadashi, an attempt of a comforting gesture for if his younger brother was awake. The fourteen year old's fetal position did not go unnoticed through the dimly lit room, light from the window shining just enough that he could see the outline of his sibling's bed.

Go away. Go away. Go away .Tadashi could practically hear himself sobbing mentally, his resilience wearing dangerously thin. It was just too much and hurt terribly. He needed it to stop, NOW. Focusing as hard as he could, he kept breathing through it whilst attempting to fool Hiro in to thinking he was asleep and having a bad dream.

"Tadashi-" Hiro began, rocking his younger brother softly.

Unable to hold back anymore, a choked wail left his throat. Clutching his pillow desperately, Tadashi shoved his face in to it and cried completely overwhelmed. He felt like his dick was going to burst, the blood pumping through had such force like he'd never felt before. His sobs were pitiful and awfully hard to listen to. Hiro reacted quickly, shaking him by the shoulder urgently completely unaware of what Tadashi was going through.

"Oh my god, Tadashi! What's wrong?"

"I-I I can't tell you." he managed to garble out sounding utterly conflicted, his voice muffled as he rocked himself back and forth with his face still pressed in to the pillow. "I just can't."

What was he supposed to tell him? An unfinished dream left him painfully aroused? Plus Hiro had been his dream culprit, the nocturnal fantasy manifested in his dreams so vividly. That was a whole different territory he did not want to venture in to with his older brother... well technically he did want to but that was not going to happen.

"You can tell me anything" Hiro assured him. "Tell me what's wrong, you're scaring me. Should I get Aunt Cass? Are you in pain? Talk to me."

Weighing the pros and cons of what could happen if he confessed, he decided that anything was better than what he was feeling. That or the mortification of having his Aunt find out, God no. Being so desperate for relief, he came clean about the issue and was blatantly to the point. He figured worst case scenario, Hiro could drive him to the hospital. That would be much more comfortable than having his aunt do so.

"My dick hurts!" Tadashi choked out, whining. "Oh my god Hiro, owww."

The first thought to pass through Hiro's mind was maybe Tadashi had accidently hurt himsef masturbating. It was a fairly common occurrence amongst both men young and grown, so he presumed it was possible. Worried that he needed medical attention, he asked if that was what happened. Asking his younger brother about it only upset him further as he insisted it was not the case. Knowing Tadashi hadn't hurt himself was a relief but that still didn't answer why he was so distraught.

"Here, relax a little..."

Worried, he managed to pry Tadashi from the fetal position and investigated. It wasn't easy, Tadashi was resistant. But carefully Hiro coaxed him to relax and uncurled him from the locked position his joints had trapped him in. With light illuminating their bedroom through the window, Hiro could see the admittedly large bulge protruding from Tadashi's pelvis. It stretched uncomfortably inside the pajama bottoms that seemed to be a size too small. As a man who had survived the trials of puberty, the scene looked far too familiar. It suddenly became very clear what had happened to his little brother.

"Tadashi, did you wake up like this?" He asked him quietly, softly patting his brother's trembling side. "Was it a dream? Sometimes that happens, it's alright."

Whining in affirmative, Tadashi tried curling back up. Tears streaming down his face from both shame and discomfort, he just wanted it to end. Hiro knew that simply rubbing one out would solve this whole dilemma, so he brought it to Tadashi's attention assuming that Tadashi was still naïve enough not to know the dynamics of male genitals. As is Tadashi hadn't a clue.

"If you touch it you'll feel better." The older brother assured him, meaning well. "It hurts because it's swollen. It just has to go down."

"I can't touch it!"

Tadashi groaned pitfully. His voice was embarrassed and defensive, almost miserable.

"You can't leave it like that."

"This is so bad, I'm gonna have to go to the hospital if it doesn't go away! This is so embarrassing..."

"You don't have to go to the hospital, not if you take care of it immediately."

Pushing Tadashi to lie on his back Hiro took his brother's hand in his own, shushing the miserable teen who flinched in surprise. He guided Tadashi's hand down to the waistline of his bottoms and rested it on the teen's own erection. Letting go, he sat up briefly to slip Tadashi's bottoms off then resumed his place pressed up in to his side.

The fourteen year old froze, unsure of how to proceed. Hiro reguided his brother's hand back to where it needed to be and urged him to continue. When grabbing his erection he released it right away and hissed but Hiro once again guided it back.

"If it hurts it has to go down now." he warned him, carefully holding Tadashi's hand over the problem area. "It's dangerous. "