Authors note: Hey guys! It's been a LONG time! Okay, before you kill me I have pretty good reasons for not updating. I have been working on original work, a novel that I intend to get published within the year so that has been taking up all my brain. Sorry again! However, due to this quarantine fiasco, I found myself at a loose end. Just what to do? So I decided to write more of my fanfictions! Lucky! This one is incredibly sinful to all those people who were waiting a lemon, here you go. Rated M due to sexual themes and alcohol abuse. Enjoy! And please review! :)


Chapter Six

Sienna eyes were consumed with lust, as nervously the younger male brushed his lower half against him, again and again, attempting to get some sort of reaction from Touya. The older brunet was struggling, but he couldn't let on that it was affecting him.

This was the perfect opportunity to put his plan into motion. Would this kid actually comply with what delicious thoughts roamed in his brain? His skin prickled with heat as the mental image surfaced, and caused his manhood to swell.

"I want you to remove my towel." He instructed the younger male atop him, whose cheeks reddened. Yes, he was willing to bare all in front of Nate, and soon enough, he would be dominating him. The sadistic part of his brain screamed in delight, watching as hazel eyes shimmered in emotion.

"Um... are you sure?"

"Yes, like I said... it's not all on your terms. I want you to do something for me." Nervously the younger boy's fingers tugged on the soft fabric of the towel, shimmying it down Touya's waist. Soon enough, his erection was freed, and it caused the messy-haired brunet to swallow hard. The size was considerably more than his own, and he somewhat felt intimidated. Touya smirked at his reaction, knowing that his naked form was having a detrimental effect on the younger boy.

"I want you to touch it." He almost commanded, again startling the brunet. His small hands gently and nervously stroked along the shaft, causing Touya to inhale deeply. The feelings coursing through his veins were so good, it was proving to be a struggle to not pounce on the boy there and then. But no, he had to prove to his sister that he could get Nate eating out of the palm of his hand.

"L-like that...?" The younger brunet muttered softly, feeling a little more confident in his ministrations. Touya nodded, closing his eyes and merely enjoying the sensation. Nate's hands were soft and warm and very teasing. The strokes were slow as if he were doing it deliberately. Gritting his teeth, the older boy groaned.

"You can go faster..." Instantly he complied, catching him off guard. Nate wasn't entirely sure if what he was doing was good, but by the look on the older boy's face, he figured that it must have been somewhat pleasurable.

Touya's hands gripped the bedsheets, turning his knuckles white. Nate's pace was vigorous, and yet still had an undertone of softness to it. If he carried on at that pace, he was sure to explode there and then all over himself and the boy. No, he didn't want that right now. He wanted to last a little bit longer at least.

"Okay... now use your mouth." Touya uttered breathlessly, and as he opened his eyes, they instantly melted into curious hazel orbs. There was hesitation written on the younger boy's countenance. Perhaps he was just anxious? Either way, the way his face portrayed sweet and sickly innocence sent jolts of excitement rushing through Touya's veins.

"I-I... don't know how..." Nate muttered, almost apologetically.

"Just put it in your mouth and use your tongue. Think along the lines of a lollipop~" Touya teased, watching as the younger boy blushed profusely. Arceus, he couldn't wait to feel the messy-haired brunet's mouth around his manhood. Just the anticipation was causing his body to tremble.

Nate nodded a little, albeit a little unsure but it didn't stop him. Nervously, he bent his head down and with the aid of one of his hands slowly engulfed Touya's member in his mouth. The older male gasped loudly, almost exploding there and then. He never imagined just how hot it would be to see his step sibling sucking him off eagerly, it was seriously messing with his composure.

"Ngggh...y-yeah... like that~" He encouraged, arching his back into the bed as one of his hands gently tousled Nate's brown hair. Touya applied just enough pressure to keep the youngster in position, and he didn't seem to mind in the slightest. The boy was good, given his inexperience. He seemed to catch on quick.

Nate's deep hazel eyes gazed up at the older male, sending shivers of delight jolting down his spine. If he continued to look at him like that then keeping up this pace would prove impossible. How he so longed to ravage him, right here and now.

The euphoria rushing through Touya's body was indescribable. It had been a while since he had been intimate with anyone, and he was well aware of how his release was building at an alarming rate. If Nate continued devouring him, then he would explode pretty soon.

"Nate... if you keep that up... I'm gonna cum..." The words were breathless as the older male groaned deeply, feeling Nate's tongue unmercifully swirl around his member, and lingered around the sensitive tip. His body shuddered, as fingers tightened their grip into his messy locks, pushing his member further into the boy's mouth.

The younger boy hummed in delight, sending reverberations throughout his manhood. Touya closed his eyes, gritting his teeth as the shock wave of pleasure continued to sear through him.

"Oh, Arceus... Nate... it's coming..." It was the only decent thing to do, he had to warn the boy so if he wanted to move away he could, but no. That didn't happen. Instead, it was almost as if the messy-haired brunet suckled him harder, with even more vigour.

Touya never expected it to rip through him so suddenly, but within seconds he groaned deeply, gripping onto his head tightly, and burying his member deep into the younger boy's mouth as wave after wave of pleasure escaped him.

Nate had coughed and moved away pretty fast afterwards, but remarkably there seemed to be little to no mess on the bedsheets. Touya panted heavily, his skin laced with a thin veil of sweat, as weakly his hand raised up to his forehead.

Damn, the boy was good. TOO good. It was sinfully addictive. He was much better than any girl that had sucked him off.

"Was it... okay?" Nate asked shyly, not daring to mention the overwhelming salty taste to Touya's ejaculation. If he said anything terrible, then maybe the boy wouldn't want to be intimate again, so he left those words to die in his head. Even though the taste was something to be desired, he actually enjoyed seeing the older boy in pleasure. Touya nodded, breathing heavy.

"Amazing... wow, who would have thought that you had such a talent." Heat rose to the younger brunet's cheeks at hearing the praise. Even though he had never done anything like that before it didn't seem too complicated, and seeing how pleased he had made his step-brother caused pride to swell within.

"Well if you like it maybe I can do it for you again sometime?" Nate spoke up, and his words caused filthy thoughts to infiltrate his mind.

How amazing would it be to have the boy suck him off in various places in the house, with other people being not far away? Like the bathroom, and someone being outside needing to have a shower. Or even having the boy do it underneath the dining table while everyone was having dinner. The mere thoughts made his toes curl.

"As if I'd let a talent like that go to waste~" Touya teased, sitting up and gazing lustfully at the brunet. "...you keep that up then maybe you'll get more pleasure than you bargained for."

He watched as Nate sighed dreamily and gently started to bite his bottom lip. It was evident that the younger boy was aroused, well he had heard his moans of pleasure, so unless he was deaf, then they were bound to have some sort of effect on him.

"Can you... pleasure me now?" Nate asked shyly, slowly crawling closer to the older boy. Touya watched his freckle-blemished face move closer to his own and felt soft lips brush against his. So, he was getting bold, aye? That just wouldn't do. Instantly Touya moved away, leaving the younger boy completely submissive. All he wanted was for his step-brother to make him feel good. He couldn't take it anymore. But Touya had other plans. He couldn't give him everything right now. Nate had to earn it, beg for it even.

"Not tonight, kid. I am tired, and it's getting late." Seeing how crestfallen his cute little face became almost made Touya's resolve waver, and if he weren't a completely heartless bastard then maybe he would have reconsidered. But no, Nate was his plaything, not the other way around.

"You should clean yourself up or something," Touya commented, pulling the towel back around his waist, concealing his now softening manhood. "...and I also need to get ready for bed."

"O-oh..." Nate uttered weakly, and slowly got off the bed. His face appeared disheartened, but it was all necessary. In time he would know how it felt to be penetrated hard by him, but tonight was not the night. Maybe if the kid was going to see his best friend again, perhaps then would be a perfect time.

"I'm going to jump in the shower." The youngster announced softly and made haste towards the door. When his figure had left the room, Touya couldn't stop the devilish smirk from capturing his lips, as his brain thought back to the tantalising image of his step-brother greedily sucking him off. Man, this was proving to be too much fun.

XxXx

"Did you know that you overshare... a lot?" Touko groaned as she stood beside her twin brother, overlooking the town. The next day had rolled around, and early in the morning, Touya thought that he had better enlighten his sister on how his plan was forming.

It was easy to suggest meeting at the lookout spot as at this time of day it was silent and calm. Nate had still been fast asleep in bed when Touya left, even though it took all of his willpower to not dominate him into submission.

"Look, I know you find it gross but I need to keep you updated!" She groaned, a hand pressed to her forehead.

"You really don't, I'll just believe you," Touya smirked, leaning against the railing, head raised to the sky.

"...you know, you should really be thanking me that this plan is working so well. Soon we will have our old family back." His twin sister sighed heavily, dark eyes boring holes into his form. Was he just naïve or stupid as well? She could easily see that there was more to it than just getting revenge on their father.

"From how you're talking, it seems like you actually enjoyed it." Touya's eyes momentarily rolled back as the thought ran amok in his brain, sending tingles of pleasure shooting down his spine. The kid was good and sinfully addictive.

"You have NO idea, Touko. That kid has talent~" She closed her eyes, covering her face with a hand. Okay, this was too much information. Just the mental image was scarring her in ways she didn't even think were possible. Was her brother openly gay? Or was this really just a sick and twisted game?

"Touya... I really don't wanna know."

"You're boring," He groaned in annoyance, brow furrowing. "I want to tell gory details, and you're acting like some frigid little girl." She clicked her tongue in irritation, and the cool breeze wafted through her ponytail. It wasn't that, she just didn't desire to learn about her brother's bedroom antics.

"What if I started telling you about my personal life? I doubt you would be too thrilled." Casually he turned to her, smirking devilishly. Somewhere deep in his mind, the plan became a little bit more fleshed out.

It was only a matter of time that Nate would let the Meowth out of the bag, and was bound to tell someone. The kid was completely enthralled by him, and it made him feel so good.

"It wouldn't bother me. I'm not a prude, like you." Then his sienna eyes drifted to a particular house in the distance, the one that belonged to Nate's best friend, Hugh. There was no way he was going to allow that punk to interfere with his perfect set up. One way or another, this would work.

"...Touya..." Touko sighed, obviously concerned, as her hand gently rested on her brother's shoulder. "I'm just worried about you. This plan might be working right now, but what if you get too involved? Feelings will inevitably arise from what you are both doing, and someone will end up getting hurt."

"Well, I can assure you it won't be me." He announced brashly, continuing to stare hatefully at the building. "...he merely passes the time, and he's fucking good at it too." Once more, his sister groaned, her hand clenching into a fist as she smacked his shoulder roughly. The boy grunted in response, sienna eyes flaring in shock.

"You're so stubborn!"

"Just wait and see, Touko. I'll give it a few days before the kid is literally hanging on my every word."

XxXx

Back in the bedroom, the younger male was sound asleep, his chest heaving up and down softly. He had no knowledge that his step-brother wasn't in the room, or even about his cunning plan.

Nate was incredibly trusting, to the point of naivety. He had never been intimate with anyone before and yet last night was the first time he had engaged in that sort of behaviour. With his step-brother no less.

As a blissful dream dissipated from the young male's mind, slumber slowly started to escape him. A sleepy yawn erupted from his throat as his limbs stretched amongst the white sheets. Hazel eyes opened weakly, as sunlight shone through a gap in the curtains.

It was a new day, and within seconds the boy had noticed that the figure of his step-brother was absent. He sat up, hair messed up from sleep and gazed around the bedroom uneasily.

Then suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and the smiling face of his sister stood in the doorway. She seemed rather bright for so early in the morning. When her eyes met Nate's she quickly realised that her brother had only just woken up.

"Oh... I should really knock, huh?" A smile tugged at her lips as she gently closed the door behind her. Nate scratched his head boyishly.

"It's okay, not as if I sleep naked." A visible shiver of disgust traced down the girl's spine as she sat her figure on the bed.

"Yeah, that would be a fright." Then her azure eyes seemed to shimmer with emotion. "So, you saw Hugh yesterday?" Nate nodded, trying to suppress yet another yawn.

"I did, we are going to hang out today." She smiled, happy, and deep within the girl hoped that his best friend could actually do something before Touya dug his claws too deep. The last thing she wanted was a heartbreak.

"That sounds like fun, and well deserved might I add." The brunet felt heat rise to his cheeks. Would Touya get mad again at the prospect of him meeting Hugh? Maybe he could be introduced? It seemed the most logical of things right now considering the recent events.

"Yeah, anyway did you come here for anything in particular." Rosa couldn't help but feel worried. Her brother wasn't stupid by any stretch, he was wise to her interventions by now. How could she voice her genuine disdain? By just looking at his face, she could tell that Touya had already started to seep poison into his veins, and he had taken it; hook, line and sinker.

"I just wanted to see how you were, and make sure that asshole isn't hurting you." Nate's cheeks warmed a little, as the reminder of last night came flooding back to his memory. No, he didn't hurt him at all, in fact, he enjoyed what they did. Sinfully so.

"N-no... we are fine!" He chimed happily, smiling. Rosa raised an eyebrow sceptically at him. Why was her brother blushing like that? It made her skin crawl. Was she too late already? Either way, she had to remain strong. She couldn't possibly say anything right now. Nate would only defend him.

"That's great to hear." Then slowly she raised off the bed. "I'm going to pass by the Pokemon Trainer's School. I need to pick up some things, so I'll be back later, okay?" Nate nodded and watched as the image of his twin sister left the room, leaving deafening silence behind.

Slowly the boy placed his head in his hands, feeling the pounding of his heart against his ribcage. How had Touya effected him so quickly? Was it because he was so good looking?

Nate had never really looked at anyone in that way before, but ever since his step-brother showed up, he couldn't switch the primal part of his brain off. All the time he craved his attention, his touch, his body.

Clawing fingers down his face the brunet took a deep breath, trying to fight off the elicit thoughts from his mind. It was all-consuming, setting fire to his very core, and sending blood rushing south, causing him to swell. He swallowed hard upon realisation. Just what was he going to do?

XxXx

Taking a deep breath, the young brunet steadied himself in front of his best friend's door. He had no idea to why he was suddenly feeling so nervous about being around Hugh, after all, they had been best friends for so long. Even if he were to tell him about his predicament, there was no way Hugh would judge him. That was what he just had to keep reminding himself. There was nothing to be ashamed of.

Rapping his knuckles against the wooden frame, he heard it echo within. According to Hugh, his sister and mother would be out for the day, so it meant they could have some time together without anyone else being around. That in itself was a rarity. Molly was at that age where she literally wanted to follow her big brother around no matter where he was going.

Within a few seconds, the door opened, and the image of Hugh stood in the entry. Crimson eyes softened, as a genuine smile lit up his countenance.

"I actually didn't think you'd show up." He jested, as Nate shifted anxiously on the spot.

"I made a promise, didn't I? And you were right, we haven't hung out in so long, so it's been well overdue." The navy-haired male nodded, and moved aside, allowing his best friend to enter his house.

Both parties were oblivious to a pair of onlooking sienna eyes from a nearby window, glaring out hatefully. An empty can of soda in his hands literally crushed into nothing, as anger burned deep within. Touya inhaled deeply. The kid was going to pay for that, for his insubordination.

The smell of jasmine and amber flowed throughout the house, the signature smell that Hugh's mother loved. It was calming, and as Nate sat down on the sofa, he felt as if all of his anxieties were simply melting away.

"You want a drink or anything?" Hugh asked, just before heading into the kitchen.

"Yeah, sure, surprise me." As the tall male left the room this gave Nate the opportunity to look around the large room. Hugh's house always felt so warm and cosy, the complete opposite to his. Picture frames hung on the wall, depicting various stages of Molly growing up. Some of both herself and Hugh, and then some of the whole family. It caused the brunet to smile. They had such a secure family unit since Hugh's Dad passed away, it was lovely to see.

There was a picture of Purrloin that had gone missing, and it seemed so happy being in Molly's tiny arms. Nate frowned. Why would a Pokemon just go missing like that? It didn't make any sense considering they both looked incredibly blissful.

"Here," Hugh arrived with a can in his hand, and the brunet gently accepted. "I know we aren't supposed to drink because we are underage but what my Mom doesn't know won't hurt her." He winked, and it was then that Nate realised that Hugh handed him a can of cider. The boy had never touched alcohol in his life.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. No one actually drinks this stuff anyway, so why let it go to waste?" The crimson-eyed male sat his figure beside Nate, cracking open his own can. He reached over to the table to grab the remote and turned on the television. It roared to life, and from the looks of it, the last thing they watched had been some Pokemon counting programme, clearly Molly's favourite.

"You wanted to watch that film, right? The one about the guy who has short term memory loss?" Hugh piped up, as he casually sipped from the can. Nate nodded and relaxed beside his friend. His fingers idly tapped against the can's cold exterior, but he had yet to open it. It seemed his best friend noticed pretty quickly.

"Do you need me to open it for you?"

"N-no... it's okay, I got it." Nate muttered and quickly cracked it open. The scent of summer berries entered his nose and pleasantly surprised him. A part of him had thought that alcohol would taste inherently bad. Cautiously he sipped at the ice-cold liquid, it's tangy flavour assaulting his taste buds. It was much nicer than he thought.

"There's plenty more where that came from." Hugh jested, raising his can in the air. "Let's make the most of it." Nate smiled softly, enjoying this downtime with his best friend. Times such as these were few and far between, so he intended to enjoy this time as much as possible.

Later that evening and halfway through the film, both boys had drunk a few cans of cider, and Nate was extremely tipsy. Having never drank alcohol before it consumed his body quickly, bending him to it's very will. He was rested against Hugh, head nestled in the crook of his arm, as wide hazel eyes drank in the images that flashed on the television screen.

"Man... this is so messed up..." Hugh commented, sipping from his can. Thankfully he had been able to handle his drink a little better, only feeling slightly fuzzy. "I mean... he is just changing things whenever he feels like it!"

"Y-yeah..." Nate murmured, feeling a little light-headed. His brain throbbed angrily inside of his head as the evil liquid consumed his body completely. The young brunet was struggling to focus on anything right now. The only thing registering was Hugh's warmth and the overpowering scent of jasmine that stung his nose.

"It's clever though, I'll say that. I mean... I didn't see it coming." Nate gently pushed his head against Hugh's chest, causing the navy-haired male to take note. "Hey buddy... you okay?"

"Mhm...y-yeah... fuzzy." He managed to utter weakly, fingers reaching up to grab onto Hugh's jacket. He needed something to keep him grounded. The room was wavering, and if he dared stand up, then his legs would inevitably collapse as if they were made out of matchsticks. The crimson-eyed boy looked at his best friend in worry. Was Nate okay?

"Drunk?" He asked, to which the brunet nodded, grinning widely. His eyes were now closed as he snuggled into the form of his best friend. Hugh provided the comfort that his body desired right now. He also couldn't stop his alcohol-fuelled brain from thinking about Touya. Images flashed in his head, of his step-brother being completely naked in front of him, and then delved deeper to him literally ravaging Nate senseless.

"Mhmmm...~" Nate groaned deeply, which caused heat to flush Hugh's cheeks. He had never heard his best friend make such a suggestive noise in his life before.

"Nate... get up." He said sternly, placing his can down on the nearby side table. With both hands, he struggled to get the brunet to co-operate with his request. His small body was as if it were made of jelly and wobbled to and fro.

Hugh had no idea what to do in this situation, he wasn't prepared to deal with a drunk and flustered brunet. Weakly hazel eyes opened, almost drowning into pools of dark crimson. His cheeks were flushed with heat, and sinful ideas flowed through his brain.

"You're cute..." Nate said, not even fully taking into consideration what he just said to his best friend. Hugh looked surprised by his comment but did his best to ignore it.

"Well thanks bud, that's kind of you." His hands were firm on the smaller boy's arms, keeping him steady. He made a mental note in his brain: never give Nate alcohol ever again. He was a mess, not able to control his body at all, and now he was saying completely absurd things.

"I-I mean it..." Nate stuttered, raising his hands up to the other boys face. "You're... so hot."

"Now Nate, you're drunk, you need to stop." Hugh scolded him, trying to move away but the brunet's soft fingers were now on his cheeks. They trailed downwards, lingering at his collarbone, causing the navy-haired male to breath inwardly. Just what was he playing at? His best friend was inebriated and talking absolute gibberish, and yet he didn't have enough strength to stop him.

As the sounds of the film played on in the background, nothing else seemed to register in the drunken brunets mind. Hugh's skin was warm beneath his fingers, and he smelled like sandalwood and vanilla. Since when did he start to see his best friend differently? Was it merely his alcohol-fuelled brain talking?

"I-I... want to..." The boy murmured quietly, moving his face closer to his friend, shutting his eyes and allowing the devil's liquid to control him entirely. Soft lips gently brushed against Hugh's, causing the boy to tense. Just what was he doing? He needed to move away right now, to stop this because Nate was hammered and needed to go home, so why couldn't he?

Within seconds the younger brunet had captured his best friend's lips in a messy, inexperienced kiss, forgetting everything right now. All that mattered was the here and now.

If only a certain step-brother were here to witness the scene.