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But, You're My Brother	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Panpour, use Water Gun!” The opposing Pokemon, Pansage, dodged the attack and unleashed the devastating Solar Beam he had been charging up for.
“Looks like we win again.” Cilan smirked at his brother, a mischievous look on his face.
“What should we do with him?” Chili asked, suddenly standing behind Cress, who calmly recalled Panpour.
Cilan advanced towards him from across the battlefield, and Cress felt himself get pushed from behind down onto his knees.
“I think we should get him to open up.” Cress' attention was snapped back to Cilan, now standing directly in front of him, his pants open, one hand stroking the hard cock that protruded from the opening.
The tip of his eldest brother's cock pressed against his lips, and Cress found himself willingly opening his mouth to accept that gorgeous length. Wrapping one hand around the base, he began to alternate gentle suction with long sure strokes of his tongue.
“Stop teasing Cilan, and give him a proper blow job.” Chili walked around his brothers, naked now, to admire the view. Then he moved in behind Cress again, and unfastened the younger boys pants, one hand sliding down under his boxers to toy with his growing erection.
“Fuck him, Chili. I want to see you fill his ass while I fill his throat.” Something in Cilan's voice made Cress shiver, partially in trepidation and partially in anticipation, as Chili removed his hand and yanked, Cress' pants off.
Fighting a sudden urge to cover himself, Cress sucked harder on Cilan, moaning deep in his throat as something hard and slick entered his ass. There was no pain, though, just mind blowing pleasure that made him forget everything, including the fact that it was his brothers he was sharing the pleasure with.
Grabbing a double handful of his hair, Cilan shoved his cock deeper down Cress' throat, but that didn't hurt either. Nothing hurt, and the hot wash of cum that followed that sudden deep penetration only added to his pleasure. He made sure to thoroughly clean Cilan up with his tongue, then gave himself over entirely to what Chili was doing between his legs. The cock inside his ass felt larger than was possible, so deliciously large it filled him to the brim with pleasure, until, with a squeeze of his inner muscles, he milked all the cum out of Chili in a hot wash the spilled down his legs to mix with Cress' cum on the floor of the arena.

Cress bolted upright in bed, his heart pounding. Beside him, Panpour complained sleepily about being woken up, then moved away while rolling over and went back to sleep.
Running a hand down his chest, Cress was not surprised to find his stomach sticky with cum. Sighing, he slid out of bed, careful not to wake Panpour up again, and padded into the bathroom. After turning on the shower and stripping off his pajama pants, he spent a few minutes just staring at his reflection in the mirror.
“What is wrong with me? Why am I having sex dreams about my brothers?” When his reflection did not answer him, he hoped into the shower, quickly soaping himself up to get rid of all remaining remnants of the dream.
“Now if only I could wash these dreams from my mind...”
Things had started changing almost a month earlier, when he accidentally walked in on Chili showering. Normally, that should not have been a big deal- he, Chili, and Cilan were triplets, and since they were little they had been bathed together, and were allowed to sleep in the same bed.
He hadn't seen Chili nude since Cilan had left the gym to go journeying with his new friends, Ash and Iris, and Cress had found himself surprisingly captivated by the sight of his brothers nude body- especially the bits that dangled between his legs. Blushing, he had beat a hasty retreat, and had ended up avoiding a very confused Chili for the rest of the day.
Not that that had been the first time he had found himself staring at another man's body. Truthfully, he had lost several gym battles because the male opponent challenging him had been a physical distraction. The only reason he had managed to win against Ash; he was secretly jealous that Cilan got to spend so much time with such a cute boy; was his youth, as Cress preferred older men, and Ash was younger than him, as well as the fact that he was not wearing skintight pants. Cress found that he could not think at all around hot men wearing skintight pants, or no pants at all for that matter.
Relaxing under the hot spray, he thoroughly rinsed his hair and body free of soap, as the details of his latest dream came back to him. Sex dreams had become normal for him on an almost nightly basis since he'd been thirteen or fourteen- almost all of them about other men, though he never told his brothers that. He'd never spoken a word to either Chili or Cilan about his sexual doubts, and the fact that he was, probably, gay.
Having sex dreams about his brothers, though, that was new. They dated back to the day he saw Chili showering, and realized he was attracted to his brother. That night, he had dreamed about Chili fucking him for the first time; this last one was the first time Cilan had made an appearance, and the eagerness his dream-self had shown about sucking his cock made him decidedly uneasy.
Sometime later, he was brought back to reality by a growing warmth inside his stomach, and he realized he had been jacking himself off while replaying the dream sequence in his mind. Sighing again, he gave into the temptation, and slid his hand around to toy with his ass. He had a dildo hidden away in his bedroom, but he was too anxious to go get it, so he made do with fingering himself. Unable to find a good angle, he settled for quick, hard thrusts of his fingers that only just went deep enough to brush his g-spot. “Chili...” The name ghosted from his lips, unheard, as he was too busy focusing on his pleasure to notice that he was calling out his brothers name. Not that it mattered, for the first time in his life he was alone in the gym.
A week earlier, he and Chili had gotten into a huge fight, as Chili was losing more battles than he was winning, and when Cress had suggested he re-evaluate his battle-style, he had stormed off to find Cilan.
It had come as no surprise, when he had received a call from Cilan earlier that day asking about Chili's erratic behavior, and what had happened between them. Maybe that call was why Cilan had graced his dream...
“Oh!” His hand found his secondary sweet spot, and he rubbed it again, harder. This spot built pleasure in him slower than the g-spot, but often he found slower was better, and he wrapped his other hand around his cock, both hands moving in sync, and moments later his cum sprayed across the tiled wall of the shower in a white arc.
“Something has to change.... How can I face Chili or Cilan when I get hard even thinking about them...” He shook the sexual images the phrasing produced out of his head. “What is wrong with me?”
Turning off the shower, he stepped out and quickly toweled himself dry, then, pulling on a fresh pair of pajama pants, he crawled back into bed and fell into a thankfully dreamless sleep.
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