TADASHI SMILED SWEETLY at the sleeping from of his little brother in the car next to him. The boy had on his clothes from earlier, including his blue jacket. Hiro had leaned his seat back as far as it would go, and had produced a small stuffed Panda from his bag that he liked to bring with him on road trips. He was hugging it tightly to his chest, as if he was afraid to let go.

Tadashi glanced back at the blank stretch of road before them momentarily, then turned his gaze back to his little brother. He was turned on his side, facing Tadashi. His mouth was slightly open, allowing him to breathe deeply and evenly while also revealing his tooth gap.

It was a shame to wake him. Hiro looked so cute and peaceful. Completely unlike the boy who had taken charge earlier that day and driven circles round Tadashi's head. And Hiro had scarce been asleep for half an hour, since they'd left the Hot Spring. He'd fallen into this deep slumber the second he'd climbed into the car.

But Tadashi had no choice. He leaned over and placed a hand on Hiro's shoulder, gently shaking the boy just as he'd done earlier that day in the Hot Spring.

"Hiro? It's time to wake up."

The boy make a groggy moaning sound and opened his eyes slowly, then immediately legged a hand over them to block out the light from the setting sun. He squinted at his brother, looking disgruntled.

"Wh-what? 'Dashi? Are we almost h-h-hooommmee?" The boy stretched and yawned, sitting up slightly in his reclined seat.

"No, little genius," Tadashi said warmly. "We're still about an hour and a half from San Fransokyo." Tadashi returned his attention to the road as he turned their car down an exit ramp.

"Then. . . Why'd you wake me up? I was having a nice dream. . ." Hiro sounded so small and innocent. Tadashi couldn't believe he had dominated him mere hours beforehand.

"I know, Hiro. I'm sorry. But this is the last town until we get home that has any decent bathrooms. I thought it best we stop at one of these gas stations so you could go in."

As he spoke, Tadashi turned off the exit ramp and down a road, heading for a dingy-looking station around a football field away from them.

Hiro eyed it curiously. "I do need to go. . . But that's the 'decent bathroom'?" He looked incredulous.

Tadashi bit back a chuckle. "Trust me, the ones after this are much worse!"

Hiro shrugged as the car pulled into the parking lot of the station. "Alright, fine with me. What about you? Are you coming in as well?"

Tadashi shook his head. "I already went. Back at the Hot Spring when you turned things around on me, remember?"

Hiro giggled as Tadashi turned off the car. "Oh, right! See you in a few!" He opened the door and hopped out, quickly pulling off his jacket and leaving it in the passenger seat with his stuffed Panda. Hiro closed the door and began walking. Tadashi waved after him as he made his way into the station.

Hiro passed several rows of sweets and chips, eyeing some of his favorites as he walked by the register, where a grumpy looking woman sat reading the paper. Beyond the register was an old-looking wooden door with chipping white paint and "men" written on it in faded marker. Hiro pushed inside, wincing as the hinges squeaked loudly.

Inside there was only two urinals and one stall with no door, all lit by an orange light set into the middle of the ceiling. The white square tile floor looked unkempt and dirty. Hiro hurried over to the second urinal. He had barely unzipped his pants when he heard the door hinges squeak again.

Glancing over his shoulders, Hiro's eyes widened in surprise as he saw Tadashi walk in. His brother started slowly heading toward Hiro.

"I thought you said you weren't coming in with me?!" Hiro said, eyes darting back and forth between his brother and the urinal in front of him.

Tadashi shrugged. "Changed my mind. I'm allowed to do that, right?" He teased.

Hiro rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the task ahead, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his underwear down slightly so his flaccid penis was exposed to the cool bathroom air.

Hiro expected Tadashi to walk over to the first urinal next to him, or else the doorless stall. But when Tadashi walked up behind him, pushing his crotch against Hiro's ass and placing his hands on Hiro's hips, the boy gasped with surprise.

"D-Dashi! What are you-?"

"Sshhh, it's alright, Hiro. Trust me."

Tadashi slipped his hands under Hiro's underwear's waistband, and as one pushed the pants and underwear down around Hiro's ankles, leaving him for all intents and purposes naked from the waist down.

The boy let out a squeak. "Tadashi! Th-this is a p-public bathroom!"

"Guess you'd better finish quickly, then," Tadashi chuckled.

"Finish?" Hiro asked, bewildered.

"You know," Tadashi reached slowly around Hiro and wrapped his hand around Hiro's still flaccid shaft, "finish taking a leak. I'm not here for sex. I wanna help."

Hiro's eyes went wide as saucers. "B-but it's me. . . Peeing!"

"I know, otōto. I know. And I don't care. Do you trust me?"

Hiro nodded slowly, his cheeks growing redder by the second. Tadashi smiled warmly and reached up with his left hand to tilt Hiro's face towards himself from the base of the boy's chin. Their lips met softly. There was no hunger in the kiss, only love, trust, and understanding. Hiro knew right then and there that he could say 'no' and Tadashi would willingly leave to go back to the car. But Hiro didn't want his brother to leave.

Tadashi slowly broke the kiss and looked his little brother in the eye. Hiro gave a single nod, and Tadashi turned his attention back to the boy's privates, a cute half smile on his face. He aimed Hiro's cock down toward the bottom of the white porcelain urinal.

With next to no hesitation, Hiro released his hot, yellow stream of piss. He closed his eyes, moaning as he felt Tadashi's hand guide the stream. Hiro heard it splash against the urinal and felt several droplets hit his leg, but he kept going. And was it his imagination, or could he suddenly smell the scent of his own piss?

Tadashi, on the other hand, kept his eyes intently upon the show. He could feel the liquid moving through Hiro's shaft before spilling out of his head and into the urinal. His own cock was rock hard as he ground his crotch against Hiro's bare ass, but he made no move to free it from his pants. He was starting to see why Hiro had done what he had done earlier that day. The exhilaration of knowing that at any second a stranger could walk in and see Tadashi holding his brothers cock as Hiro pissed added onto his horniness in a way he had never before imagined. And the fact that Hiro trusted and loved him enough to do this warmed Tadashi's heart as well as his pants.

Tadashi reached up with his free hand and slid it palm down under Hiro's shirt and up over his chest. As he did this, Hiro's shirt was hiked up, exposing his stomach and parts of his chest. Tadashi rubbed his hands over the boy's nipples slowly and sensually, eyes still on Hiro's cock.

And soon enough Hiro was done. The last of his piss dribbled out, spilling more onto the floor than it did into the toilet. Without a word, Tadashi let go of Hiro's shaft and grabbed his hips again, turning the boy to face him. He got on his knees in front of Hiro and slowly started pulling his brother's pants and underwear back up. As he did this, Tadashi opened his mouth and popped Hiro's cock inside, tasting the boy quickly before pulling the underwear up all the way.

Hiro's pants followed. Tadashi buttoned them quickly. When he had put his brothers penis in his mouth, it had made Hiro start to get hard. This made the head of his cock, perfectly outlined by his underwear, push out of his fly. With a small reminiscent smile, Tadashi pushed it back inside with two fingers, then carefully zipped Hiro's fly back up.

Tadashi stood, pulling Hiro close to him. "I love you, Hiro," he whispered.

"I love you too, Tadashi," Hiro replied, his bottom lip trembling slightly. Tadashi bent down and placed a warm kiss on Hiro's cheek, and then another on the boy's forehead. Tadashi gave a wide smile, one that Hiro eagerly returned, and then the two made their way out of the gas station bathroom, hand in hand.