So much had gone wrong. They didn't have money for a love hotel, so they stayed home. That was a mistake. They believed their brothers would be gone for hours. Another mistake. They had used the bedroom rather than the lockable bathroom. Mistake. They had taken their time rather than getting to it. Again, mistake.
So here they were. Ichimatsu still stuffed inside Karamatsu, both looking on in horror as their brothers stood in the doorway.
This whole thing was a mistake.
"Nii-san," Ichimatsu breathed in Karamatsu's ear, steady thrusts despite a desperate voice. This was the first alone time they'd had in months, spending their money on booze to go along with their brothers. But they were all out of the house now, so the two had time to themselves.
"Ah, ahhh, I-Ichimahhhhatsuuuu!" Karamatsu clung to the younger's shoulders, the steady rhythm filling him with such a content atmosphere. While Ichimatsu repeatedly filled him, they mistakenly felt they had all the time in the world. After all, their parents were in another country on vacation, and their brothers had described their plans as taking hours.
So when they both met lips, the other's name moaned from their lips, laying on the shared futon they were sure they have to clean after this, the last thing they expected was for the shoji to open.
Revealing all four of their brothers.
In the next moment, after the scene had been taken in, both Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu ran to Ichimatsu, gripping his arms and forcing him across the room.
Choromatsu held down Karamatsu's arms as Osomatsu straddled his (unfortunately) naked chest. Osomatsu's punched flew. Though Choromatsu grimaced at each blow, he continued to hold down the second eldest.
Upon seeing this, Ichimatsu struggled against his younger brothers, screaming, "Stop! Stop, you're hurting him! Let him go, fuck, let me go! Let us go!" All of which fell on deaf ears. It wasn't until Ichimatsu pretended to settle down, then chomp his teeth into Jyushimatsu's forearm, that he was let go.
He tore Osomatsu off of the beaten second eldest, attempting to look imposing despite his nakedness.
"Leave him alone! Look at what you've already done to him!"
He gestured to, then quickly knelt beside, his wounded lover, a black eye forming, and a blood soaked nose. He seemed barely conscious and must've received multiple blows to the head.
Ichimatsu cradled his head while attempting not to sob aloud, though the tears still flowed.
"He's your older brother. He shouldn't be taking advantage of you like this."
"Advantage?" He glared down the third born with all the hate in his heart, almost wishing it would make him burst into flame. "I was fucking him! We both clearly wanted it!"
"He's your older brother. How could we have not seen this, noticed he was manipulating you for his own sick pleas-"
A swift punch to Osomatsu's face shut him up.
Ichimatsu sat back down beside Karamatsu, gently, with the delicacy of a feather, brushing over his wounds and forming bruises.
"Get out." Ichimatsu ordered flatly.
"Nii-san-"
Todomatsu was grabbed by the hair roughly by a swift movement from Ichimatsu. He was thrown into the hall, where the other three chased after him.
Ichimatsu slammed the door. They could get back in, but for the time being, he knew they wouldn't.