Don't tell mom

The action wasn't intentional but in the moment I felt my brother freeze up. I was scared how he'd react, if he thought I was crazy, or disgusting. It was surprising when Mikey took it a step further and pushed his mouth against mine harder. The kiss was fast, wet and our teeth kept bumping but none of that appeared to matter. Nothing even came to mind, all I could focus on was my brother I'm my arms.

His hands were eager as they climbed up my chest, the sensation was fire but still sent chills down my spine. My breath hitched when they rested on my hips, I felt my pants shrinking on me as I pinned him to his bed. I heard an unff sound come out of his mouth from the sudden impact but I couldn't find that more cute.

"Gerard." I heard him whimper as his hands grabbed my hair. I answered him with a yeah, while my nose rubbed against the crook of his neck and I softly began to bite his throat. He stayed quiet aside from the small noises coming from him as a hickey began to form in the place I had been working on. I never got an explanation on why he called my name, but I let that go when I felt something hard and warm rub against my leg. It was Mikey's hard on that was touching me, I never moved so fast when I snuck my hands beneath him and feel the bliss of his erection rubbing against my own.

His cries of ecstasy matched my own when I found out how good the feeling was. It lead me on to continue that action for moments longer until Mikey began getting grabby with my shirt. I complied with his request and tore of my shirt, coming back down to reach for his. Like mine, I threw it across the room but the sight was horrifying when I looked back down at my brother.

"Michael, omigod." I hissed, trying to keep my voice to a whisper while the whole god damn family was downstairs.

"Wha-what?" His eyes looked broken and confusion showed in his words. For the first time I could see how much he wanted what we were doing, the first time seeing it through his sober eyes. And I wanted it too, a lot. All my fantasies were happening, I was experiencing the real thing, not just masturbation. But I couldn't go on with it, not with his condition.

I slowly shake my head and whisper again, "Mikey, I can't.. I'm, I'm sorry I'm scared."

"Scared.. Of what?"

I sighed, softly I ran my hands up and down his boney torso. "Your bones, I can see them." I paused again, examining his ribcage as it poked out. "You're so fragile now.. I'm scared I'm going to break you if we go on with this."

"So, it's not cause you think I'm ugly?"

"I don't like what you're doing to yourself, it's not healthy." There were so many things running in my mind but I was too scared on what would come out. I was scared how he'd react to anything I said, it wasn't good seeing him like this. Half of his body was gone, I didn't want anything to be like this, when he's like this. But I couldn't hurt him anymore than he's hurting right now. I was the reason he chose to do this, it made me feel awful. But seeing what it did to him was worse.

"Gerard."

He called again. I answered.

"What if we do this." He whispered and I felt him pushing me back. I didn't fight against anything he was doing and allowed my back to fall against the bed. Still, I had no intention on what he was in fact doing.
I felt his figure climb on top of me and began kissing me again. His dominance felt like fire and it was strange being submissive, but I liked what he was doing to me. I felt a flash of heat was over me when a hand began sliding down my body, stopping over my crotch.

A soft moan came out of me as I rolled my hips into his hands, the contact only felt better when Mikey began pushing his hands down harder, causing my breath to cut short. I looked up at my brother and found a smirk painted on his face as my moans lightly drifted out from my throat. Everything was too much, my pants were already choking my waist.

"Mikey." I gasped, taking his hand and guiding it to the front of my pants. "Please." I added, my breathing was fast but Mikey knew exactly what to do. The chimes of my belt being pulled off rang around the room and the heat of my legs cooled down when I was left in my boxers.

Quickly I guided my hands over to Mikey, to return the deed but I felt his hand push mine away.

"Watch me." He whispered. Dragging his body over mine as he kneeled up, stepping off the bed. I did what I was told, and I watched my brother. My eyes gazed at him admiringly as he moved his body. His hands slowly pushed down his jeans but pulled them back up, teasing me. He noticed the frustration that was going on inside me and smirked, taking an even longer time to undress himself.

The only thing I still had on me were my boxers, but even that was too uncomfortable. I needed some relief, and my hands waiting for nothing to pull down my only article of clothing. My head threw back, waiting for the bottom of me to relax but another hand caught mine. His dominant eyes looked at me and moved my hand into my underwear, moving my hand so I was now pumping myself. A smirk was planted upon his lips.

I carried on with what I was doing and continued to watch Mikey. He moved slowly, I tried not to focus on how much his hips stuck out when he moved them, and looked back onto his eyes where I found them locked onto me. I blushed when he stopped moving, his eyes admired me.

I couldnt help help but smile when I saw his figure crawl back to me. Immidetly, I warped my arms around his skinny waist and began kissing him again. It was soft and gentle, but our heads knocked into each other when we both jumped up from a knock on the door.

"Micheal? Are you okay sweetie." It was mom. The two of us looked at each other and back at the door rapidly.

"What do we do?"

"Uhh. Quick under my bed." Mikey didn't even wait to finish his sentence when he began shoving me but I followed his command and crawled underneathe the bed while my heat wouldn't slow down.

"Ye-yeah mom?"

"I just wanted to see if you were feeling any better and wanted to come down for dinner, and I Gerard hasn't come back down is he still with you? Never mind, I'm just coming in honey."

"Yeah, sure mom."

I was was surprised no one could hear how hard my heart pounded when I saw moms fancy heels from under the bed, I was sure she'd see my and explaining this would just be too awkward.

"Oh, Gerard isn't here." She said before I felt the bed dip again, assuming she has taken a seat. I heard blankets shift so I guess Mikey was probably trying to hide his boner.

"Yeah, uhh he snuck out to Frank. He told me not to tell you but it's obvious you know he's gone."

"Oh, we'll I'll talk to him about that later, okay honey. But for now just get some rest."

"Yeah mom." Mikey answered again, and the bed moved again. My eyes still stared at her walking out.

It wasn't till them when I realized how wrong this really was.

Notes

SUP YALL. It's Chelsea, I updated... Finally. But yeah, it's pretty obvious that someone would interrupt at some point, I mean they're brothers so. The mood of this chapter seemed really different then the ones before, so I'm sorry if it bothered you but I'm really proud of this piece. I spent a really long time on it. But yeah, how are all of you? Im pretty good, summer just ended and I found out Andy Hurley lives in town so I passed his house yesterday. Schools good, I'm learning bass and yeah. Really good week so far. So enjoy your smutt.

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-Chelsea