Black coffee is the poison of choice at the moment in time. I got into the habit of drinking coffee after having my late night rendezvous with GoGo. Some things that are certain about my GoGo is her determination and her stamina. In return became my determination and my stamina. We have been working nights. I opted to study at her house instead of doing it at mine. I couldn't imagine living on the second floor of a restaurant as a romantic. Plus, I didn't wanted to bothered by the sounds of patrons, my aunt's pestering, and of course, Hiro's nosiness. I am still trying to find the origin of his obsession with me. Anyway, back to the point. It is at her house where she and I spent many nights studying to get into college. Living alone in a big city was difficult for my purple-banged girl. It wasn't everyday that she gathered immunity from her parents and ventured to another part of the world alone. However, it was through determination and stamina that she was able to push through the cracks. And another factor being me.
Look at me, I still talking about my GoGo and still trying to not leave you readers astray. Anyway, we push through Calculus, Physics, and the like. We drank coffee like it was going nowhere. It had to be black. In her opinion, it was because we were destroying the blackness of adversity. It was a tradition. So anytime we got together, we drank black coffee. It was a moment I loved sharing with GoGo. Lest I not forget the awesome, incredible sex we had afterwards. That was where her stamina gathers her strength.
I put the emptied cup down on the table and put aside my application for MIT. I still have the coffee ringed paper GoGo left for me whenever I had a doubt of succeeding. It was a drawing herself giving me a thumbs up. It said you can do it, Tadashi! It was written in Japanese, so the drawing itself made it much cooler. It makes my heart melt. I crack my knuckles, following by kissing the stained paper and returning it to the confinements of my drawer to take a breather.
It is quiet this evening. The restaurant is closed for the evening. My aunt told me and my brother that she was going on a date and don't expect her home until after midnight. It had to be the same guy. She was wearing gear that people normally wear when going to the rodeo. Her crimson lips cracked a smile whenever she wore that outfit. Hiro picked it out for her. It made her look good; to the point where even I was hot to trot, and that is my aunt. Don't get it twisted, I don't think of my aunt that way, but seeing her in those clothes gave my thoughts, just thoughts. I am thinking of asking GoGo to wear that outfit and I am not talking about going to the rodeo with it.
Having lecherous thoughts is giving me a boner. Great, I am in the mood. It is too late in the evening to call GoGo. On nights we don't study, GoGo is busy catching up with sleep. You don't want to mess with a sleeping beauty when she is tired. You definitely don't want to mess with a sleeping beauty when she only had an hour or two of sleep. I have caught the wrath and so did Hiro.
Hiro doesn't like GoGo that much. I think it is because she is in the way. The day I showed GoGo to Aunt Cass was the day I saw how contorted his face was. He gripped his hands to the point that he was breaking skin. He quivered his lips and made a forced smile to accept GoGo into my life. I know, I know that he saw her as a threat. I think, better yet, I know he has developed this obsession over me.
I am still trying to pinpoint the origin of having these feelings for me.
I walk to the door to ensure that it is closed. I lock it to make sure I won't get any interruptions, especially from Hiro. Speaking of the devil, I haven't seen my little brother since our little incident in his room. Knowing for him, he is probably chatting online to either girls or guys. With the girls, playing the trap game. With the guys, fooling them with the trap game. Word from the grapevine says that Hiro does videos. Fred once told me that he saw a video of a trap that looked like Hiro. According to Fred, it was his gapped tooth that gave it away. He send me the link for evidence.
Looking back now. Why was Fred looking at crossdressing pornography? Graduating from one thing to the next. The fallacy of being a degenerate porn addict.
Anyway, since I can't get in contact with GoGo and the other girl I often have a small fling with is with her boyfriend, I have to be user-friendly with my hand and with my laptop. Before I do that, I turn out the light. I want to be sure that Hiro think I have retired for the night. Even though it is near ten in the evening and on a Friday night, I still don't need him to get any ideas.
Thumbzilla or Porn Hub tend to my resources of studying the human anatomy. I click on my profile to find my favorites. Before you place any judgement, Asian pornography isn't my main choice. I enjoy it, but I look at other things to whet my appetite. I have spent the other day looking at ebony and ebony lesbian porn. I wasn't in the mood for Latina and hentai. Lesbian porn might be something to get my rocks off. After a few minutes of debating, I have decided to look at femdom instead. There is a mistress who has been serving her gracious presence of the site for many years. Even I have engaged in conversation with her; virtually that is. I am clicking on one of her videos. It is one of her jerk off instruction videos. I have my hand on my dick and preparing to engulf in a world of femdom.
Before clicking the play button. I saw a link to another video. Trap Boy Gets Off to LoFi. Normally, I wouldn't give it a second thought, but it is crazy on how feminine he looks. My dick is feeling confused, but it is not stopping from the thoughts of the link. From scanning over the video, he is doing very girly things. I am hesitant, but why not, I think to myself. It doesn't hurt to explore. I mean femininity is femininity. I click on the video.
The introduction of the video displays that this person is question is part of the community. It means that this is not his first time featuring videos. It means he must have a following. He goes by the name, THsweetheartSF. He has over forty videos. The video in question has been seen over thousands of times. Enough with the statistics, it is time to look at the video.
The scene looks like it is in a bedroom. Like the title says, the music is lo-fi. A few seconds into the video, I see the trap crawling to the bed. He is wearing a long, white wig with bunny ears. He is also wearing a sailor-like cosplay outfit. If I don't know any better, he looks like a character from the Kantai Collection. I can't quite put a name on it. Shimakaze? I think I am saying her name right. Anyway, I am watching the trap crawling over to the bed. He is making meow noises. He is dancing, exposing his stomach. It is weird because he looks like a girl. The next thing he does is turning around and saw his panties. They are black. But what makes me swallow the lump in my throat is how nice and firm is his ass. He shakes his ass for the camera while making cat noises.
He turns to the camera, showing intent on his actions. I hearing chat noises, he goes to a keyboard and begins typing. The moment he opens his mouth, I see the gapped tooth. He turns to the camera and smiles. I know that smile. I have seen it many times. I know that is none other than my brother, Hiro Hamada.
'Hey you perverts, THsweetheartSF, here to get yourself with wet,' he tells the camera. He looks again on his computer. 'What kind of action am I gonna perform today?' He licks his lips while putting his finger to his nose like a curious schoolgirl. 'I don't know. What do you want to see?'
He stares at his computer. After hearing several chat noises, he turns to the camera once more.
'You guys want to see me play with myself,' he tells the screen. 'I know it has been a few days since I done any fucking. Tired of seeing my sword play? Do you want to see a sword enter my sheath? You're in for a treat.'
He leaves the screen for a moment. I am still in shock that I am looking at my brother. Why in the hell is my brother perform live streaming videos for strange perverts. Why in the hell am I looking at my brother performing live streaming videos. Is someone blackmailing him? Who is it? I need to find out. I need to confront him right now about this. He has a future. He is a comic book writer. Why? Why? Why?
Why am I still grabbing hold to my dick? Why am I not moving? I continue staring at him.
He returns with a black dildo that looks at least the size of a cable remote controller. He displays at the camera. 'This is my black prince. He treats me good on worst days. The days when I can't what I want.' He looks at the screen. 'I know, dear. I know, babe. You wish you can treat me like a prince? You want me to make your dick wet. I wouldn't mind helping you empty out your seed and deposit it in my bank. However, you can suffice with this dildo being your dick.' He laughs devilishly.
He lies down on the pillow. The camera gives good focus of his body. He spreads his legs wide enough to see his anus. He licks his fingers, move his panties aside, and greedily feeds his ass with his fingers. I watch as I am looking at my brother digging into his cavern. He tucks in his lips and takes sharp breaths. He quietly moans into the air as the chat noises buzz like crickets in the summer evening. He continues as he pinches his nipples through his shirt. From the position, I see his dick go into an erection, but his panties was protruding it, but he is in heat.
'I know you perverts are liking this,' he says in between pants. 'This, too, is turning me on right now. I hope you haven't busted anything just yet. The finally has yet to come.'
He stops tending to his anal garden and brings out the instrument that will accompany him with his tilling. He places it in his mouth and engages in sucking it like it is the bestest treat in the world. His eyes roll back into the pleasure as he rubs and grips the black dildo. His hips bucks as I can imagine he wants to be stimulated. I, too, become aroused of seeing him at this point.
Wait a minute? This is my brother. Why in the hell am I thinking of him? No, no, this isn't my brother. I don't have sex with my brother. I don't engage in this kind of things. He does that with me. I am just a kid who is too terrified to tell his aunt that his brother is a brother-complexed pervert who lurks for me at any moment's notice.
'Are you guys ready,' he tells the audience. The chat noises confirms as he slowly enters the dildo at his rosebud. 'Close your eyes and think of it as your dick.' He moans. 'If only I had a real dick. Can I tell you something?'
For a moment, I want to know what he is trying to tell me.
'I haven't had a dick before. A real one. I have been practicing for my one true dick. I wonder if any of you guys want a taste of this trap pussy?'
The wetness of my precum covers and cradles my fingers. I slowly grip my shaft as I am getting off to a trap. Nothing else, just a trap who favors a girl. A girl that looks like my brother. Nothing more, nothing less.
'Do I have somebody in mind to take away my virginity? I do, but I am unsure if he wants it.' He tells the camera as he continues pumping the dildo in his cavern. 'Alas, if he doesn't feel that way, then maybe somebody can offer it to me. For a price, of course.'
I see cloudy fluids escape the folds of his ass. In the meantime, he slides open his panties and exposes his dick. It,too, has cloudy fluids leaking profusely. I am stroking mine harshly, gripping it tightly as I am imagining my hand to be his pussy.
The intensity is too much for him as he begins speaking in Japanese. I am fortunate to understand the language since it is secondary to my mother tongue.
'This feels amazing. My pussy craves this dick. It wants more. It wants something bigger. Why must I have to go through this and he knows damn better how much I want him. How much do I have to tease him to get the point that I want him. No bitch can treat him better than I can.'
He bucks his hips, humping the air as he fastens and secures the dildo within his pussy. He is close to climaxing.
'I am also there. I am also there. Who is going to cum first? My dick, my ass, or you guys. You be the judge. I am doing a countdown. Get ready?' He moans loudly as I know he is getting close. '10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."
We climax at the same time. My semen escapes to the confines of my boxer shorts. He trembles in the pleasure before his dick ejaculates his semen as well. He moans loudly before ebbing into the silence. He continues to hump his hips before subsiding into rest.
The chat noises buzz continuously. Hiro is panting. He continues to pant in the afterglow before sitting up. He looks at the screen. 'That was awesome. I hope I got your dicks and pussies wet from this. But, it is time to go. I have work to do. Hugs and kisses. Bye!" He blows a kiss before the video ends.
I sit there in agony. Mainly because I just got off to my own brother in porn. Yet again, I didn't got off to him. I got off to a trap. A boy who looks like a girl. Yeah, that is it. I don't care to have sex with a man. I am being honest. Masculinity isn't my thing. I prefer the softness of a beautiful girl. At least, I keep telling myself as I got off from a trap.
I close my web browser and turn off the computer. I am finished for the night. I am thankful that the computer volume was low enough for Hiro not to notice. I reach for the tissues and clean my hands from my shame. I am grateful that I have a half-bathroom in my room. I am going to need to wash my hands.
"Enjoyed my show, onii-chan?"
My stomach just drop. I slowly turn around and I see my brother lying on my bed. His legs are crossed. He is still wearing the outfit from earlier today. He has a satisfied look on his face. He gives me a slow clap.
"Tadashi, Tadashi, Tadashi," he says with a smirk. "If you wanted me to get you off, then you should've just asked."
I am taken aback. "This is not what it looks like. Fred told me that there was a link that he saw a person that looked just like you. I just wanted to find out if it was true." I change the subject. "How did you get in here anyway."
He smiles. "No door in the world can stop me from my love, onii-chan." He holds a wired hanger. Curse the person who made the door with a hole in it.
"So, are you are going to tell me the truth," he says. He pulls out his cell phone. "Or, do you want this to be released onto the world."
I am bewildered. He has recorded the entire session of my jacking off.
"This would be interested to display," he says. "You got off to my own page."
"Wait a minute," I interjected. "You have no right to blackmail me. Especially if you have a page like that and you are still in school. Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you can be in?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Do you think you are entitled to the position you are in right now, onii-chan?" He shakes his leg. "First of all, I have connections. Second of all, I am not hurting anybody. Third, I have you in a position in which you are jerking off to your younger brother. Of course, I don't know which is more damaging: my embarrassment of being exposed in which over time will pass; or knowing you were jerking off to your brother and people will remember that more for the fact your incestuous nature, big brother?"
I am still taken aback. I see him staring at me with those hungry eyes. He has me in a bind and I don't know what to do. I sigh defeatingly. "Want do you want from me?"
He displays a smile. "You act like what I have done to you is a bad thing, big brother." He shows a fake pout. "You know exactly want I want."
"How much," I ask him.
He shakes his head. "I don't want any of your money. You know what I want."
"Hiro, you know I have a girlfriend. A girl I really care about."
He displays the video of my jerking off. "Are you sure you want me to displays to your girlfriend." He pulls out another picture of me and my other friend having sex. "Are you sure you want me to send that GoGo? Tell me which one? Or both!"
I look down to the ground. Hiro came forward and lift my chin up. "You know what I want. It is easy. All you have to do is say yes."
I look away, but he plays the video again to get my attention.
"From this point on, you are my muse," he says matter-of-factly. "When I need motivation for my art, you are going to serve it. If I need some assistance for my video, you are going to serve it. From this moment on, you belong to me, Tadashi."
"Belong to you," I retort to him.
"Exactly," he says with confirmation. "Unless you want these things to be released, then I suggest you fall in line." He gives me a peck on the cheek. "Since you belong to me, the first thing you are going to do is please me." He unbuttons his shorts and displays his purple satin panties. "Eat me out," he demands.
I am panting through my nose. He is telling me to engage in oral sex with him. I am seeing his budding erection. I look away again, but he cradles my head and forces me into his area.
"Once again, eat me out," he tells me. "I am going to make sure that you are going to be mine."
I can't believe what position I put myself into. I close my eyes and try to tell myself that MIT is around the corner. MIT is around the corner.