The Taste of Milk
I can hardly believe it.
With an oversized shirt, Tsukasa stood by the open refrigerator. Lifting a carton of milk up to eye level, "Haaaaa, I can't remember the last time I had milk that wasn't expired- score," he grinned playfully.
I hadn't so much as talked to him in years, now he was in my kitchen; skying milk straight from the carton.
I gasped as he turned to look at me, "Oh, sorry, did you want some too?" he asked curiously wiping milk from his top lip.
"N-No, sorry, I was just- ah. I haven't seen you in a while, ya know? So it's just a little weird," I apologized scratching the side of my head as I looked away.
I was still in shock, my mind struggling to catch up with the unexpected situation. "Oh, ok. Cool, I'm gonna unpack my stuff," I said before walking off. My head jolted up, there was so much I wanted to say to him; so much to catch up on.
I bit my lip, but I couldn't find the words.
After putting mom to sleep, I walked back to the room we once shared. I didn't tell her that Tsukasa had returned home, she was sicky and it would probably upset her. I opened the room door, feeling confused by the undisturbed, empty room. He's not here?
Anxiety.
Don't leave me again. "Tsukasa!" I called opening the guest room door, my twin looked up at me. "Ah, hey. Amane," he said surprised. I felt flustered, "What are you doing, don't you want to put your stuff away in our room?" I asked as he stood up.
Tall, he's gotten so tall.
"No, we're a little old to share the same bed, aren't we? Besides, that's what got us in trouble in the first place," he joked with bright eyes. His voice has gotten so deep, like mines- but smoother. More attractive.
Amane: "O-Oh, right."
Tsukasa: "Did you want to share a room again?"
Amane: "W-Well, of course. I haven't seen you in forever, it'd be easier to catch up. And after all this time I just want to be with you again- ah, I mean… As brothers,"
Tsukasa: "… Hmmmm, I guess that makes since. But that means we'll have to share a bed, just a heads up; I roll in my sleep and I've probably got 40 pounds on you,"
Amane: *Laughs* "Yeah, you do look a little bigger than me,"
Tsukasa: "Ah, I think I'm taller too!"
I swallowed hard as Tsukasa stepped closer to me, "Yup, but only by a few inches," he admired playfully as he sized me up. It feels nice, being so close to him; I want to be even closer. "Oh, I'm sorry, am I too close?" he asked noticing my awkward face.
"N-No! I just." I started to say.
Tsukasa lifted his arm, "I guess I should probably shower; I'll bring my stuff into your room when I'm done," he said pulling of his shirt. "O-Ok," I muttered.
Tsukasa's body, is much different than mine.
His chest sculpted and stomach tight, I guess that extra weight is all muscle. I couldn't help but glaze at his body, "You're staring, did you wanna join me?" he asked cocking a toothy grin opening the bathroom door.
"I-I! Ah!" I blushed feeling my face flush red.
"I'm joking, bring me a towel ok," he teased undoing his pants as he disappeared behind the door. I fell to my knees; he was just joking.
I'm so overwhelmed with emotions; I don't know how to feel. I didn't even get the chance to ask him why he came back home; to ask him why he didn't come back sooner. I missed him, more than anything; he's all I ever thought about.
I turned my head to my alarm clock.
It's almost mid night, I thought he'd come to bed by now. I sighed, rolling onto my back, maybe he changed his mind. "That sucks," I whispered to myself. I really wanted to sleep with him again. But in which way?
"Stop it," I whispered to myself, covering my face pink face shamefully. He's my twin, I shouldn't think of him in that way. It's what got him sent away, and I don't ever want him to leave my side. I swallowed hard, even so.
I'm horny.
My hand moved beneath my shorts, I closed my eyes and sighed feeling my fingers stroke my hardened cock. I'm excited, over filled with so many emotions- I need to release.
But why am I picturing him while I do it?
"Hey, Amane,"
I jumped up as my heart bounced in my chest, Tsukasa knocked twice before opening the door. "Oh, you're awake. Was it still ok for me to crash in your room?" he asked with a claim face. To sleep in my bed while I'm this hard?
"Y-Yeah, of course," I nodded anxiously.
This isn't going to go well.