- 2 hours later-

"Ok students, you are free to go." Mr. Kirkland said as he looked up from his book. Harry Potter? Typical.

Some kids ran out of the classroom. I could hear some of my friends talking to each other, "Romanooo~" "Don't touch me you tomato bastard!"

"Did you know I invented detention, da zee?" "Shut up, aru!"

I started to sprint out the door and out the school. I have to get home to see what Mattie's doing! It's crucial for a hero like me to find out!

I walk in the door to find all of the lights turned off. Huh, no one is home I guess. Damn it, Matt's not here. I put my book bag down and flop on the couch. I wonder if anything's on TV. I was just about to turn it on when I heard strange noises coming from the back.

I thought no one was home? I saw a light on in Mattie's bedroom. I guess he was home after all. I don't think he heard me walk in.

I walked back to his room slowly when the noises got louder.

"Nngh...Al..."

Huh? What was he doing back there? I tiptoed closer to his room. I peeked in since his door was cracked. I don't think he could see me,

"Al...more...I want more..." I heard him moaning. I saw him jerk up as he moaned my name louder. He inserted another finger inside of him.

"Al...! Ahh...fuck..."

Oh my god. He was touching himself! To me no less! To think, my little brother could do these things! I wasn't sure if I should be shocked or aroused at the sight of this. My brother, hot and sweaty, scissoring himself and pumping his fully erect dick.

I looked down to see something forming in my pants. Ah damn it! Watching him do this is getting me hard!

Matt was still doing it but I could tell he was getting close. He started pumping harder and faster, inserting a third finger and moaning my name as loud as he could, "Hah... Alfred! I love you...!" His breath hitched. A creamy stream of cum spurted out and on to his stomach.

So I'm the one he likes? So we have the same feelings for each other! I'm so happy. But damn my pants are uncomfortable. But I can't take care of it now! He's started to put his clothes on and clean up.

I ran back to the couch and flopped down, acting like I hadn't seen anything. I grabbed a pillow to cover my still ever growing erection. He came into the room, flushed and sweaty, "Hey Al. Didn't know you were home."

"Ah...I just walked in." I lied. I didn't want him to know I just saw what he did.

"Oh, I see. Well I'm going to go out for a bit,"

"Where to?"

"I'm just going to Ivan's house for a while. I shouldn't be long."

I wonder if he was telling the truth. Maybe tomorrow I'll just ask him about what I saw. I just hope nothing bad will happen...