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Dee could hear the commotion before he saw it; a loud ruckus of people laughing and the sound of two voices yelling at one another. The crack in the voice of one indicated their youth and familial relation, while the huskier, but just slightly quieter, voice of the school bully indicated their age. Dee let out a sigh, 'Of course, Heavy would get himself into a fight, this early into the school day.' He picked up his pace and pushed his way through the crowd, most of whom parted once they recognized the older sibling of the one currently screaming at the bully. With the bully's reputation, both Heavy and Dee might get their asses kicked.
In the middle of the half-circle, crowded around his younger brother's locker, were indeed Heavy and the rather stocky school bully. The husky, man of a boy towered over Heavy, holding what looked to be his brother's spiral notebook, and was yelling, "Faggot. Little fuck drew all these gay dicks in his notebook! I bet he probably gets off in class to this shit!"
Dee felt his blood boil at the sight; that bastard had no right to go looking through personal stuff, more so, showing it off to the rest of the school. To make matters worse, it was Dee's tiny ass dick next to one that nearly doubled in size! A mix of panic and pure rage now flowed through Dee 'How the fuck does Heavy know what my dick looks like?! It's been years since we've been naked in the same room, and I've never been hard around him before!' Worst of all was seeing it compared to… to that monster? It was humiliating on a whole new level.
"Hey. Asshole." Dee's voice rang out over the crowd, silencing them. Heavy looked up from his spot on the ground. He had apparently shoved against the lockers and onto the floor while Dee was fixated on the doodle-filled page. Approaching the bully, Dee held out his hand. "Let me have the journal, I will show it to our father." The words flowed from him with practiced grace, the tone carrying an air of authority; a little trick he had picked up from his father. The bully stared at him for a moment, appearing a bit dumbfounded as he handed the notebook to Dee.
Taking the book, Dee nodded politely and walked over to Heavy, grabbing him by the upper arm and helping the younger sibling back onto his feet. "Plus, why are you mad?" He asked over his shoulder as the bully started to realize what had happened, "Are you jealous that you can't even see yours?" A smirk split Dee's face as the crowd began to laugh at the not-so-subtle jab, but the brothers' laughter was cut short as the hulking mass of rage began charging at them. With a yelp, the brothers hightailed it out of the school yard.
After putting a few blocks between themselves and the school, the pair finally stopped just inside an alleyway, resting their backs against the wall. They chuckled between labored breaths. Dee held his side as he felt a cramp coming on. 'Fuck, I need to cut back on smoking. Looking over at Heavy, he could see his younger sibling was equally out of breath, wheezing as he attempted to grab back the notebook from Dee.
"So- Asshole, tell me." Dee began as he sat up straighter, flipping through the notebook, noticing more and more doodles and sketches of dicks. Not just the one page he had seen with his own, but all different kinds of scrawlings upon the pages of this journal. "What's with all the dicks?"
Heavy shrugged and looked away, his face was noticeably flushed, "I-I don't know… they are fun to draw?" During the reply, he had lifted his hand to rub the back of his neck.
"Are you a fag?" As Dee asked, his stomach felt like a lead weight had fallen into it. He would help protect his brother and keep his secret just like he kept his own.
"No- at least I don't think so… I like Anna," both boys took a moment and hummed in appreciation of their mom's friend. "And I think I won't mind a… uh. Pussy." The word came out as almost a whisper, and even Dee felt a blush rise to his face. "But… dicks are just more fun… to-" He motioned at the notebook. "Draw."
"Alright, fair." Dee nodded in agreement, 'I mean, he's not wrong. I've seen the inside of plenty of bathrooms to know just about everyone likes to draw dicks ’. Flipping a few more pages, he found the first page his dick had appeared on. "So uh, this one.. why?" His own voice, which had been cracking years ago, had a bit of a snap to it.
"Uh… look, Dee, I can explain," Heavy tried to say quickly while defensively trying to grab the book.
"I hope so because… this," he flipped to where his dick was being compared to the longer one, a hand with a pink bandage barely able to grasp both, "Is… humiliating… like I know I am…" his throat tightened, and he cleared it, "Yeah, but why … make fun of me?"
Heavy looked stunned, "Uh… Dee .. that's-"
Dee cut him off, "Yeah, I know, like a freaking Adonis of a dick… like… your lines are great and believable… but that's a monster."
"Dee- that's mine." Heavy's voice was small, and when Dee looked over, his face was as red as his hair.
"Wait….what?" Dee stumbled on the word, blinking rapidly. His stomach suddenly felt full of squiggling worms, and his face felt hot.
"That's uh… my dick Dee…" he said again, chewing his lip, his face partially hidden behind his hair.
"W-why are you comparing?" How the fuck did his little brother have a dick like that? He looked back down at the drawings on his lap, "And how the hell do you know I had gotten… the…" he pointed at the small barbell piercing he had gotten done six months ago.
"There's a hole in the wall, by the foot of my bed." Heavy had remained seated against the wall, and as he began explaining, he pulled his knees closer to his chest. "It looks through to the side of your desk…and well, I can see through it some nights," Heavy spoke to his knees, refusing to look up.
"Why are you making fun of it… of me?" As Dee spoke, he closed the book and stared down at the ground between his legs. The anger that had flowed through him initially was all but burnt off, now replaced by mixed feelings of embarrassment and shame. 'How long has Heavy been secretly watching me? How long had he been comparing his own and laughing at mine?' Heavy was the only person in the world who could have done this without getting their ass kicked. Instead, Dee felt more like curling up and dying.
Heavy huffed and grabbed at the notebook, but Dee didn't fight him; he had no fight left in him. The one person he trusted above all else, someone who wouldn't make fun of him for something like this, was clearly having a grand time. Caught up in his own sulking, Dee didn't seem to notice as Heavy began flipping through the pages of his notebook. Far past the page, the bully had shown off to the other students and dropped the book back into Dee's lap. With a start, the blonde brother stared down at the page, blinking in mild confusion. Staring back up at him from the page was Heavy's wide eyes, upturned nose...and a dick resting on his tongue that was lulling from his open mouth. The barbell piercing just underneath the head of cock in his mouth caused Dee to snap the book shut and clench his legs together quickly. His cheeks burned as he turned to look at his brother. "What the hell, Heav?!"
"I am not making fun of you… I can't get your dick outta my head, Dee," his younger brother confessed and pulled the spiral back, clutching it close to his chest.
Dee looked up sharply, his brows tight and confused. 'No.. there's no way that Heavy, MY BROTHER, just came onto me...right?' Dee cleared his throat before responding, "That's normal tho right? I mean, it's not like you have seen many others…" he offered and looked at the notebook, then spared a glance down at the fold of Heavy lap, it would be harder now to not think of his brother's dick, but he was sure he could manage.
"I… have seen a few," Heavy offered tentatively, and the sudden jealousy that flared in Dee's stomach shocked him. Why though? His brother was about the age he started noticing both girls and boys, so it would tend to reason…
"You have?" Neither boy was looking at the other, both too nervous and embarrassed.
"Sure… in gym..and some pictures" HeVY wiggled, moving his legs as he curled tighter and squeezed the journal, "But yours is…" he took a deep breath and looked up, and there seemed to be determination set on his brow, "Just let me see it properly and I think I can forget about it…" Heavy had finally looked up from his tucked knees, offering a shit-eating grin.
"You seem to have seen it a lot…" Dee responded, looking at their folded arms, then to his face.
"Uh… maybe?" Heavy offered, but then he looked over his shoulder and down the alleyway, "Dee, please? Maybe I am just so fascinated because it is so close, but I'm not allowed to?" This gave Dee pause for a moment, and when he noticed Heavy staring back at him, his pale cheeks flushed a darker red. "Please, Dee?" He begged, even going the extra mile by sticking out his bottom lip and widening his eyes, "I just wanna see… we can even do it over there," he motioned to the back of the alley. "It will be quick, I swear…"
Dee looked at the alley, then to his brother, "You really weren't laughing at it?" He still felt the embarrassment, but a new heat was building in his stomach.
"Hell no, Dee…" Heavy stood and held out his hand for his older brother. "Please.. it will be quick. One peek and it should be outta my system." A carefree smile had split Heavy's still flushed cheeks.
Dee wanted to believe him, but there was still a nagging feeling at the bottom of his stomach. Slowly, he got to his feet, ignoring the younger sibling's hand. "Fine..fine. Let's get this over with." The pair walked quickly to the back of the alley, away from prying eyes, where the light of day did not reach as far, and the tall buildings on either side offered adequate privacy, as neither had any windows low enough to see them. Leaning against a dumpster, Dee looked toward the street. "Alright, make it quick." He kept his gaze on the street as he undid the button and zipper of his pants. His shaft was still half hard from the conversation they had, but Dee doubted it would seem any different, especially when compared to what Heavy apparently sported.
There was a puff of air on his now exposed member, and Dee jumped in surprise. Looking down, he could see his brother sitting on their knees in front of him, inspecting his measly dick far too closely. "Heav, what the hell?!"
"I wanna see it bigger," Heavy whispered and blew again, causing Dee's cock to twitch and begin pointing out, just a bit firmer.
"Hey, you said just look…" He meant to sound more annoyed than he did.
"I know, but I can't get a good look if you aren't hard yet," Heavy mumbled and looked more intensely. The attention, however, seemed to have the opposite effect as Dee's nerves got the better and it began to wane again, "Dee! Come on!" He whined and leaned forward.
"You are too close, Heavy. I'm… It's not…" he grimaced as his dick shrank further, beginning its internal adventure that wouldn't stop until there was not much external.
"Dee, no wait. It's going…" his brother huffed and looked up, then, without warning, leaned forward and took the softening nub that had nearly retreated fully, into his mouth. Dee didn't have time to stop him, only cried out, and his hand clutched the red hair in front of him.
"Holy fuck holy fuck, Heav- what?" Dee whimpered and shivered, his body half bent forward. He didn't pull his brother off; his hands scribbled on the now far messier hair, pulling partly, "Holy shit, your mouth is hot…" he keened and shivered. "You-u shouldn't-"
Heavy acted like he didn't hear him. Like it was his mission to make sure the cock he put in his mouth got to the size he wanted it, which seemed easy enough as it filled quickly, expanding, growing to rest fat and hard on his tongue until he pulled back with a gasp and smiled brightly up at his brother, "There, now I can see it."
"You are such an ass," Dee whispered as he watched his brother look around his cock, hemming and nodding as he did so. He leaned his head back on the brick taking a long breath, what the fuck was happening, his brother was not- did not just suck him, "Can I put it back now?"
"Sure," Heavy smirked, but did not move to stand. Instead, he leaned forward, holding open his mouth and letting his tongue hang, "Or here," he said, half understandable with his mouth hanging agape.
"Heav.. you can't-" he wanted to question, wanted just to shove his dick back in his pants and forget his brother in front of him. But his dick twitched again like it was begging to go back in there instead of his rough boxers and tight pants. Heavy still did not move, only blinked and made a show of swallowing while his mouth was open, breaking down what resolve Dee had.
"Su-ure I cawn, I wanna" Heavy again spoke with his mouth open, messing up his words and causing his throat to swallow openly again.
"Well fuck.." Dee Gasped and let go, pushing himself into their mouth again, groaning when he was able to push them nearly to his base, his tip slipping to nearly hit the back of their mouth, nearly in their throat. Both hands stayed tight in their hair as he held the younger boy in place. "Your fucking mouth, Heav… fuck," Dee groaned and looked down at the other male, his wide green eyes looking up at him expectantly. And continued to watch him as they slowly pulled back, keeping the suction tight, causing a few "slurp" sounds, and they fought to keep their lips sealed over the now far thicker dick. "Yes… yes, so fucking good….." he gasped and pulled back tapping his tip on their tongue again liking the way his foreskin had pulled back his barbell rubbing and bumping under the ridge of his head. "You like sucking a fag's dick?" He asked in a low voice, his brow cocked, his cheeks a dark red, as he admitted a bit of his own dirty side. Hell, his brother had been wanting to suck his cock, the least he could do was give a little too.
"You-" Heavy began to ask, but instead he flicked the barbell with the tip of his tongue, "You want to be called that?" He asked before he pulled his lips around their tip, giving it a slow, long suck.
"Fuck Heav, you have no idea," he used his hands to tighten in their hair and pulled their face forward fucking back deep, causing Heavy to open wide and catch himself before he gagged, his eyes watered, but he didn't pull back. "The best is gagging on a dick while they call me it." He grunted and pulled back, allowing Heavy to breathe over a saliva-coated head.
"How many dicks-" Heavy began to ask when he could breathe again, but was stopped mid with Dee pushing his dick back in.
"Not that it matters…, but two. And one of them was that bully." Dee groaned, and Heavy looked up in shock and tried to talk, but instead hummed and rolled across his dick. "It was after school in the shower…" he groaned again as Heavy started to suck firmer and tried to open to breathe air around the base. "Asshole wasn't half bad himself." Another loud gurgle as his brother's face turned a bit redder, his dick was twitching and pumping precum. He could see the mixture of precum and drool pouring from the corners of his mouth. "But if your drawings… Fuck" he hissed and pulled back, allowing Heavy to pull his head fully back.
The redhead gasped and coughed, trying to catch his breath, hands on his knees. He took a few breaths and looked up at them, wiping his hand across his mouth, "Warn me… I think I could go longer if I had a moment to breathe…." he grumbled and adjusted his pants, he had to get up soon and shimmy his dick down his pant leg instead of bent halfway along the side of his hip, pushed to the left by the seam.
"Shit, Heav, you're a natural…" he said and nodded, "Show me… I am … close. Do- you," he stumbled suddenly unsure, as the high in his brain and the burn in his lower stomach, fought as he looked down at the damp chined younger male.
"Stop thinking," Heavy opened his mouth again and looked down his nose, "I wanna taste."
A low whimper escaped Dee as he pushed his dick back into their mouth, and in a quick few pumps, he seated almost fully, just barely touching his brother's throat, "You really get off to me?" The low moan answered, and he pumped his hips forward, "Did you think I would?" Heavy did not make a sound, only looked away. Dee frowned, but understood that he would have punched someone if they asked if he would fuck his brother's mouth.
"Fuck… though, I am happy that asshole found your notebook…" he grunted and pulled back then shoved in again, groaning loudly, "You are so fucking good at this, I don't ever want you to stop…" he groaned and fucked faster pushing just a bit deeper, not allowing Heavy to pull a breath yet, "Yes, yes, Heav…" Dee grunted and pushed once more, his head rolling back and his nails digging into their scalp. His cock began to twitch as he could feel himself releasing down into his brother's throat. The feeling of the younger sibling's throat clenching as it attempted to swallow the seed only caused him to cum more, as rivulets of cum and saliva dribbled from the corners of Heavy's mouth. "Oh fuck Heav," he finally pulled his hands back, and Heavy gasped, taking a breath as cum and spit trailed from the spent member and out of his mouth. It took a few breaths before Heavy lowered his head and wiped at his face. Dee collapsed back against the wall. "Fuuuuuck"
Heavy looked up with a smirk; his lips were dark, and his face was red. His green eyes were bloodshot and surrounded by tear-soaked lashes. "You have a tasty dick," a race in his heart, he could feel the draw to say the derogatory word, and knew his brother would feel the same. "fag."
Dee laughed, tucking his softening dick back into his pants, "Asshole, want me to return the favor?"
Heavy stared up at him, blinking like he did not understand the question. When Dee did not repeat the statement, he looked down at his lap. When he stood up, Heavy let out a whimper as his overly sensitive cock was finally released from the crease in his pants and got some much-needed blood flow. "Uh. Let's get home first, schools almost out…. Also, so I won't blow the moment I call you a fag again." He could see Dee shiver at the word, and a smirk settled on their lips.
"Yeah, let's. I wanna take my time."
-fin-
*147 Kudoo will redraw.
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