The day of reckoning has come for this dear old boy. The day where I am going to be mercilessly judged. God, if you are out there in this vast universe, please use your divinity to intervene this moment. Blasphemous, I admit, but I don't want, better yet, don't need to deal with the events to come in the next few days. I didn't get much sleep. My mind was running a marathon. A marathon thinking of my dearest brother, Hiro. What things does he have planned for us? What does he want to do to fulfill his wishes. You saw it from last night. Wearing his clothes, swaying his hips, grinning with anticipation of making me his.
Even before I shut my eyes, he made a peek at the door. He wished me sweet dreams, blowing a kiss at me. He mouthed something that I won't ever forget. It was the way he did, excitement, anticipation. The eagerness in his body as he trembled and shivered in his flannel pajamas.
I am going to make you mine for sure.
Eight in the morning. My eyes snap. Just as a dog to his owner, my dearest brother is lying on top of me in bed. Happiness is the subject this morning. On the contrast, fear runs in my veins.
He thinks by wearing a thin t-shirt and panties is supposed to impress me? Wearing pink barrettes in his hair, tying it in a ponytail? The scent of the honeydew perfume I regrettably bought for him on his last birthday? Is that what he is trying to do? Think again, Hiro? I am just using my time.
GoGo is still my forethought. MIT is my center. And as soon as I sign these papers, you will, my brother, an afterthought.
"Good morning, big brother," he says alluringly. His nimble fingers resting on my shoulder blades, trailing it to my neck. "I must say, big brother, you have always had a beautiful neck." He sticks out his tongue. "The better to taste you with, my dear." He winks, inhaling my scent. "Oh, my God. You smell like a man. So dashing you are. Didn't you take a shower?" He presses his nose to my neck. He draws a whisper into my ear. "Or you were just waiting for me?"
He giggles. He presses his body harder to me. "Today is the day where I am going to make you mine, my muse." He kisses my neck, giving it a couple of pecks. I try to resist, but he grips my body, holding on to my special place. "This body, this Adonis is mine and mine alone." He furrows his eyebrows. "In these next couple of days, the name Abby and that bitch, GoGo, will no longer escape from these supple, tender lips." He gets off of me. "I can't wait."
He sways his hips, raising his shirt so I can see his panties. He makes sure to blow me a kiss before closing the door. I look to my God in heaven. "Why have you forsaken me?"
I put on whatever I left on the floor from the day before and head downstairs. Coffee is on the agenda as I can see Aunt Cass pouring her a cup. To go, may I add. Her limo is waiting for her and she is happy than a pig wallowing in his own shit, pardon my French.
"Thank you, boys, so much for giving me this trip," she says as she seals her Thermos. "This weekend is going to take the stress away."
"Hear, hear, Auntie," says Hiro as he sits at the kitchen table. He has a bowl of yogurt, taking gentle, small bites. He licks the spoon aggressively, making tiny pecks at the edge of the spoon. "I hope that this trip takes away the woes of men and just relax and have fun."
She wipes the crust from her eye. "Oh, sweetness. Someday, I hope to find a man that can love me and take me off my feet."
"Take a number, toots," says Hiro as he plays with his spoon. "I know that feeling oh so well."
She kisses Hiro on the cheek. "Oh, honey. Someday, you will find that man, woman, whatever makes you happy."
He smiles tenderly. "Thank you, Aunt Cass. Yet again, what you could be looking for could be sitting right in front of you."
I nearly drop my cup. The nerve of him. Saying that in front of her?
"Oh, honey," says Aunt Cass. "You are an awesome wonder. I guarantee you will, but first, you need to finish school and take care of your priorities."
"Yes, ma'am."
The honking of the limo ceases any further conversation. "Well, there goes my ride." She picks up her suitcase and grabs her coffee. She goes and kisses me on the cheek. "Enjoy your weekend, sweetie," she tells me. "Auntie loves you and take care of Hiro for me." She looks at Hiro. "Bedtime as usual. No outside company that I am not familiar with. Be sure to lock all doors. And take care of Mochi for me."
Hiro gets up to hug our aunt. "Don't worry, Auntie. We will be just fine." His eye never leaves my sight. He keeps watching as he licks the residue of yogurt from his finger.
She blows a kiss goodbye and heads out to the sidewalk where the limo is waiting. A driver opens the door for her while another gets her bags. I take a sip of my now lukewarm coffee as I know the moment she drives away, the true essence of Hiro Hamada will be revealed.
It doesn't take long when Hiro comes behind. He intertwines my hand with his. "Oh, onii-chan," he says alluringly. "Welcome to paradise. A place where there aren't any walls for our love." He pecks me on the cheek. "I am going to make you mine for sure."
He slaps my ass and walks away from me. "Finish your coffee and then meet me in the studio." He leaves me alone. Alone with my thoughts. Alone with the fact that Hiro is really going to do things to me. I go into my pocket to get my phone. It isn't there.
"Don't need outside influences, honey." I reluctantly turn to see him in possession of my phone. "You have loose pockets, onii-chan," he giggles. "All the more to see what you can do to mine."
By this time, I go back to my coffee cup. It is empty. "I know exactly how you feel right now." I get another cup and take a seat at the table. I think about how he has me in his grips. I think on how he has dirt on me. Jerking off to his video and the fact that I cheated on GoGo. Let me stop. I know at any minute, he will be waiting for me and Hiro doesn't like to be waited on.
About thirty minutes have passed since I consumed the coffee and head into his bedroom/art studio. I knock to see if he is there. He isn't. Assuming that he is in the bathroom, I take a seat in my area. Otokonoko Trap is the latest manga he is working on. The story about a young teenager who dresses as a girl in order to awe men and women into his bidding. Of course, the hero of the tale is named Hiro. Hiro lives with his brother named Aniki. His real name isn't revealed but it is obvious on who he is mentioning. He wants the readers to give an option on naming the brother to whoever they want him to be. The premise of the manga is a comedy. The hero gets himself involved in compromising positions and it is up to his brother to get him out of it. There is plenty of ecchi moments and strong overtones of his affections for Aniki. Of course, Aniki denies those feelings, but the protagonist continues to show his love.
Basically what I am going through right now.
"Yoo-hoo!"
He gets my attention as I turn my seat. My mouth drops as I see what he is wearing. Fate/Grand Order's Astolfo or the Rider of Black is what he is portraying. Sporting a pink wig with the bows, a schoolgirl uniform that you can easily see his stomach and short skirt, and long white stockings to his upper legs. He giggles in delight as I am awestruck on what he is wearing.
"Do I look good or do I look good?" He twists and turns to showcase his outfit. "One of my patrons sent this to me as a gift. He liked it when I cosplayed as Kaolla Su from one of my latest videos."
I don't say a word. I return back to my desk. He walks towards his area and he has a seat.
"Turn around where I can see you, aniki," he tells me.
I am in a panic. I swallow the lump in my throat. This doesn't please Hiro.
"Do I need to tell your friends that my brother jerked off to me or do I need to tell GoGo…."
"Ok, alright," I tell him. "I am turning around." I turn my chair where he can see me. He lets out a Cheshire Cat grin as he crosses his legs. "There you go, aniki. Following direction is best when I got dirt on you." He takes a cough. "So, as you may know, you are my muse for this weekend. Auntie or nobody else is going to stop me from taking what's mine. You!"
He brushes his hair with his fingers, cracking his knuckles in the process. "Anyway, the reason why I am in this getup is that I have a commission."
"A commission?"
"That's right. I got a client who wants images of me cosplaying in his collection." He snaps his fingers. "Also, I can use the publicity for my career as a mangaka. However, I need a bit of inspiration first before I can continue." He raises the hems of his skirt, exposing his panties. "Now, yesterday, remember when I told you, you have to eat me out?"
I am panting through my nose. He is telling me to engage in oral sex with him again. I am seeing his budding erection. I look away again, but he cradles my head and forces me into his area.
"I didn't forget, aniki," he says to me. "On your knees."
I follow his order. I get on my knees. "Come to me," he says teasingly. I don't respond. I just follow suit. I am turning beet red. It makes Hiro smile. "You not responding doesn't help you." I am hovering my breath over his groin. He lets out a slight moan. "What are you going to do, Aniki?"
I mutter. "I am...I am...I am going to eat you out.."
Hiro grins. "Wise choice. Allow yourself to taste my clit, Aniki." I open my mouth to allow his dick to enter my mouth. It tastes funny at first but he grabs my head to continue to lick his throbbing member. He takes a sharp breath as he is feeling the pleasure from his dick. "More, Aniki. More, please."
I lick the tip of his phallus with his tongue, tasting the precum that is coming from his dick. I am obviously a novice when sucking on a penis when it compares to eating out pussy. It is thanks to the many nights I have spent with GoGo and Abby that provided me with much practice. But, it is weird that how long his girth is when it is in my mouth.
I pull out when I can no longer handle it.
"I must say you are quite good at this," he tells me while patting my head. "You are making Astolfo very happy. Does aniki wants seconds?" He grabs my face and returns me back to his dick. "Aniki can have seconds," he giggles. I lick the shaft, gripping to his testicles massaging them. He moans the moment I do that.
"Aniki, Aniki. This feels good. Oh, my God. I am going to cum. I am going to cum," he moans. "Take my seed. Take it all!" He screams as he climaxes. My mouth reluctantly welcomes his semen into my mouth. He holds on to my face, continuing to release his milk into my mouth. I don't see, but he is delighted as he takes in the pleasure.
He lets go as I still have the semen in my mouth. He purses his lips. He cradles my chin, forcing me to swallow. I do, tasting its salty contents. He pats me on my head. "Good aniki. It is best to be familiar with my milk. For it won't be the last time." He pulls his panties on. "Now, we must get to work. Seriously, we do have photos to work on."
He goes retrieve his camera and hands it to me. At this point, he puts on a serious face. I know when he does that, he is in work mode. "Be sure to show my good side," he tells me as he gets on the bed.
I grab the camera as he prepares for his poses. He lies on his stomach. As I try to get the camera focused, I still think of MIT.
MIT is around the corner. MIT is around the corner.