Authors notes: Do you remember where we started?

Chapter 2

A rush of blood flooded to Rins groin as the possibilities roamed inside him. If Yukio wanted to help him with his problem, he could want the same? They could bear the shame of their actions together, the shame of their feelings. He shook his head.
"Help?" The word was mostly a groan from Rins lips, as he sat up against the cool wall, looking at his brother. Even in his light pajamas, Yukios slim muscular form made Rin shiver from repressed desire. How could he say something like that and look composed, slightly irritated yes, but Rin felt all wired up.
"Rin?" Yukios voíce was calm and questioning. "I want to help you. I imagine you haven't really tried to masturbate before?" Before he could continue speaking Rin flew up from the bed, his arms in a defensive pose, and cheeks so red, Rin felt like he might explode.
"Don't say it. Don't even think it." he yelled, face flushed red, unable to look at Yukio.
"But it could help." Yukio straightened his clothes a slight questioning frown on his face at his brothers violent reaction. He pushed his glasses back with a finger, making the light gleam in the glass.
"If you go around unsatisfied, you could easily loose control and give in to your flames. I could show you how.." Rin shuddered visibly. Is that what he was to his brother, a child unable to do the most basic of things? It wasn't as though i he had never touched himself there.
"It is NOT necessary!" Rin yelled darting from the room, as if Satan himself was in his heels.
~Why do I feel like this? Rin reprimanded himself. He punched the wall outside the brothers shared room, not caring if Yukio could hear it. Pain cursed from his knuckles up his arm, dampening some of the frustration and lust. He sat down, back against the chilly wall. He silently rubbed his right hand, still sore from impact with the wall. Help him, how could showing his lusting older brother how to masturbate help anything? Rin let his head rest against the wall.

~Would he have touched it? Rin thought absentmindedly, slowly working his hand downwards rubbing his aching stomach. Maybe Yukio was right. He needed to relieve himself from some of this frustration. He rubbed his member absentmindedly through the thin fabric of his boxers.
~ Would he have rubbed it first? Maybe just getting to the point, probably disgusted by his my inability to do it myself. Rin pressed his boxers down freeing his straining erection of its to small confines and slowly working his hand up and down his shaft. He didn't bother to take his clothes fully of, thinking his brother might have done just that. He closed his eyes, trying to be silent since every sound seemed to travel down the empty halls.
~ Think of someone else. Rin thought squeezing around the head of his erection. Shiemi and her boobs, Rin said to himself. It didn't do anything to him, instead the thought of the blonde friend of his, left his fingers feeling a bit numb. He sighed heavily, thinking of Yukio. Yukio undressing, Yukio whispering sweet nothings in his ear, Yukios fingers around his erection. Heat pooling making it impossible to keep quiet.
"Yukio." Rin moaned, pretending the hand pumping his member was in fact his little brothers, Yukios eyes glistening at the impending orgasm building inside Rin. Yukios head slowly moving towards the moving hand, wanting to catch the first droplets of release. Looking hungrily up, lips puffed, pink and glistening from their kisses and Rins pre-cum.
"Yukiiiii." Rin groaned painfully, release pumping almost painfully out, onto his boxers, t-shirt, hands.
~I really am a monster. Rin thought closing his eyes in shame. He needed to clean himself up. Embarrasment and shame made it almost impossible for Rin to stand up. He needed to shower, clean away any trace of his desire, of his shame. He didn't bother putting his clothes back, instead he walked to the bathroom, boxers placed mid thighs and his member slick and flaccid from the horrid act on display. He had been hard, horny, and the only person he had been able to think of, as he jerked himself of, had been his own little brother. His twin.

He put the stained clothes in his laundry and stepped into a punishing cold spray of water. It hurt at first, like small needles mercilessly cutting his flushed flesh. He hissed, as his sensitive skin slowly became numb. He leaned up the cold tiles, letting the spray cool his back.
"Rin?" Yukios voice bounced of the wet tiles in the stall. Rin turned around to face his brother, a big goofy smile settled on his face. He couldn't let Yukio see. Yukios green eyes seemed glued to Rins blue. What had transpired in the room before he had run of needed to be forgotten.
~Doesn't he even want to look? Let his eyes rest on places they shouldn't? Rin thought trying not to let his crazy thoughts and following disappointment show. Yukio closed his eyes and pushed his glasses further back on the bridge of his nose. He was a blank slate, not showing any emotions at all.
"Please don't go to bed too late, or I will not be able to wake you up. Tomorrow is going to be a tiring day." With that Yukio turned around, leaving his twin brother baffled in the shower.

~What was I thinking? Going to the showers after hearing Rin calling my name like that? Why did I want to see him, look in his eyes knowing he had pleasured himself while thinking of me? Why did i want to help him get another one? .. Yukio hid a telling blush, shifting uncomfortable in his pajamabottom.

Authors notes: This was pretty revealing? To early? They have been waiting so long, so have I. Hope you enjoyed it.