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Forbidden Love	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4277 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Last stop- Striaton City Terminal.” The driver cheerfully called out to the half dozen or so passengers. Chili jolted awake, and glanced outside, surprised to see that it was night, since it had still been bright out last time he'd looked out the window.
When he first boarded the bus - after tagging along with Ash, Iris, and Cilan to the Driftveil City Gym - he'd been so apprehensive of seeing Cress that he'd been certain he wouldn't be able to sleep. And for the first half of the ride, he hadn't even been able to truly relax. However, sometime after leaving Castelia City he had drifted off into a fitful slumber plagued with vague dreams of Cress. In most of them Cress turned him down, expressing anything from surprise to disgust to outright horror at Chili's feelings. But the last one had been different, and now to Chili's eternal embarrassment he found that his pants were much tighter than they'd been when he boarded the bus.
Pretending to still be waking up, he waited until everyone but himself and the driver had disembarked, before standing and retrieving his bag.
“Are you okay?” The driver asked him as he stood up.
Surprised, Chili glanced over and found the young man looking straight at him. “Y-yeah I'm fine.” He held his bag in front of himself, hoping that the other man would not notice that his pants were tented.
“You were whimpering quite a bit in your sleep.” The driver replied, unconvinced.
“I-” His mouth went dry. Who else heard him whimper? As a Striaton Gym Leader, he knew that he had a responsibly to maintain a certain image. Crying in his sleep while on a public bus certainly did not fit in with that image.
Taking a few steps towards him, the driver studied Chili carefully. “Did you just break up with your girlfriend or something?” He asked, becoming increasingly concerned.
“No, I've never had a girlfriend to break up with.” Chili eventually replied after a few moments of silence, and glanced away shyly.
“Boyfriend, then?” Chili shook his head.
“Then did you get rejected by the... boy you like?” The driver hesitated slightly as though trying to decide which gender to ask about.
“No, I haven't told him how I feel yet.” Chili was surprised to find himself answering the question honestly. Something about the other man put him at ease, made him want to open up about what was wrong.
“Ah, I see. He has a girlfriend or something?”
“Or something.” Chili laughed bitterly.
The driver checked his watch. “I have an hour before I need to be on the road back to Castelia. Would you like to go get some coffee or something. Not as a date or anything, but because you look like you need someone to talk to.” He swallowed hard, as longing for the younger male flowed through him.
Chili shook his head. “No, it's fine. I need to head home, and talk to my brother.” Biting his cheek, he decided to drop the bomb. “He's the boy I like.”
“Which one? You are one of the Striaton Gym Leaders, right? The one specializing in fire types?” Surprised, Chili nodded before realizing that he should have lied and said that the driver was mistaking him for someone else, even though his clothes gave him away. “I seem to recall that the leader specializing in grass types was out on a training journey... what was his name again?”
“Cilan, and yeah he left the gym a few months ago.” Sighing, Chili tried to resign himself to the fact that the tabloids would likely be publishing stories about him and Cress being secret lovers the very next day. Ash and Cilan he trusted to keep quiet about his feelings- even Iris if she found out about him - but he didn't even know this man's name. Many of the tabloids paid good money for juicy stories about celebrities - in many ways being a Gym Leader made someone a celebrity – and he knew that driving a bus didn't equal a large paycheck.
“So its the blue haired boy you like? Cress, was it?” To his surprise, Chili started crying softly as he mentioned Cress. “I- Shit, I'm sorry.”
“What can I do to convince you not to sell this story to the tabloids?” Chili spat at him, unable to keep his temper in check, as he angrily wiped at his damp eyes. At least the older man was hot, so if he asked for sex at least it wouldn't be a chore to put out for him.
A moment later he felt sorry for losing his temper as the driver was genuinely stunned by his outburst. “Sell this story? I... I would never... Chili, listen to me! I was never planning to sell anything to the tabloids. I can understand that you want to keep your incestuous desires private, and I'll respect that.” Suddenly he stopped talking, and blushed slightly. “Your name IS Chili, right...?” He asked, worried that he had remembered the names of the remaining Striaton Gym Leaders wrong.
“Yes, my name is Chili. I-I'm sorry for snapping. Its just that...”
“The tabloids would not hesitate to print a story like this. Two brother Gym leaders being lovers would skyrockets sales regardless of whether it was true or not. It makes me sick the way they exploit anyone they can for profit.” He closed the gap between them enough to lay his hand on the teen's shoulder.
The gentleness of the unexpected action was too much for Chili, and he found himself crying hard for the second time in as many days. “Shit... I thought that coming clean to Cilan would make this easier, not harder...” Without thought he launched himself forward, hugging the older man tightly.
“So that's why you were visiting Driftveil City.” The driver slowly rubbed his hand over Chili's lower back, though he shied away from cupping Chili's taunt ass, and was glad for once that crying was a major turn off for him. The last thing he needed was for Chili to feel his stomach get poked suddenly since he clearly was not in the mood for sex. “What did Cilan say when you told him?”
“That he understood that this was my choice and he respected that.” Sniffling, Chili realized that the tears were slowing. “He's... cool isn't the right word for this. He's... he accepted it, but I know he secretly wishes that I was in love with someone else, not that he'd ever admit that. So saying that he's cool with the situation is wrong. But he's not going to fight me on this, and make things worse. If Cress does become my lover, though I doubt he will, Cilan will support our relationship, however unconventional it will be.” The memory of the unconditional love and acceptance Cilan had shown him helped him regain control of himself. Suddenly, he realized that he was in a strangers arms, and a hot stranger at that, as he felt his body respond. Blushing, he pulled away.
“At least your not only attracted to your brothers.” The driver chuckled as he released Chili.
“Brother. Its only Cress, I have no interest in Cilan.” He corrected just to distract himself.
At that moment, the radio crackled into life, and with a start the driver remembered the video surveillance camera. “Shit!” He dashed back up the aisle to his seat and fumbled the radio transmitter out of its cradle. As he hastily tried to explain that he had not been about to fuck Chili right then and there – to his relief he realized that the cameras microphone was broken, and the picture was all that had been recorded – he gestured for Chili to leave the bus.
Five minutes later, he found Chili waiting for him by the doors leading into the bus depot's main lobby. “Are you going to be reprimanded for what you did?” His heart hammered in his throat as he realized their whole conversation might have been recorded.
“Yeah, I'm getting a three day suspension. The mike's broken so no sound got recorded, and the guards thought I was trying to get you to have sex with me right there in the aisle. Without revealing what we'd been talking about I couldn't convince them that that wasn't the case. They also couldn't tell that you were crying. However, they did recognize you so they know that your eighteen and legally an adult.” He stepped closer to Chili. “But don't worry about me. A three day suspension is better than everyone knowing what you told me.”
Slowly, Chili nodded, relaxing. “Thank you.” Blushing shyly, he added. “Do you want to have sex with me? It doesn't seem fair that your being punished for a crime you didn't commit.”
“Yes I want to. But I don't think its a good idea for me to seduce you while your so messed up inside.” Turning, he began walking over to the office where he would be meeting with the local supervisor to file an official report of what had happened.
“Wait. You've been so kind to me and I don't even know your name.” Chili called after him, knowing that it would bother him not to ask.
“It's Kyle. Take care, Chili. Maybe I'll see you around sometime.” Smiling softly he turned and entered the security office. Feeling a bit better, Chili turned and headed towards the place he called home; the Striaton City Gym.
At first, his steps were light as he enjoyed the familiar sight and feel of Striaton City. However, with each step he took towards the gym, and Cress, his feet felt heavier, weighed down by his growing apprehension.
The gym was closed for the night, so he let himself in through the delivery door in the back of the restaurants kitchen. Treading lightly so as to not wake Cress, he made his way towards the wing where he and his brothers had their bedrooms.
Since he expected Cress to be asleep at this hour, he decided to wait until the morning to talk to him. Yet he found himself slowing as he passed Cress' room on the way to his own. The door was ajar, which was common enough if he was sleeping alone; Cress usually only closed his door at night when he had female company. The mere thought of all those young women who had shared Cress' bed ever since he figured out how to sweet talk them into submission when he was fifteen made Chili shake with barely suppressed jealousy.
He was then hit by a sudden temptation to turn around and spend the night in Cilan's room which was almost overwhelming. It wasn't that Cilan would mind that made him resist the urge- he wouldn't since he had won the draw and gotten to keep the room that the three of them had originally shared, so Chili had slept in that room before. No, it was the knowledge that such an action would be cowardly, and essentially constitute running away that made him continue along the hall to his own room at the far end.
However, as he passed by Cress' half open door, he was unable to resist poking his head in and seeing if Cress was actually asleep. He was, laying nude half on top of the blankets, with two equally naked women lying one on either side of him. His exposed cock was lying spent against his left thigh.
Chili must have cried out in surprise, though if he had he was unaware of it, since Cress opened his eyes just then and, sitting up, glanced towards the doorway. For a long moment their eyes met, then Chili turned and ran out of the gym, as hot tears of jealous rage rained down from his eyes.
“How could he? H-he knew I was going to come straight home after leaving Driftveil... so why... why would he...” He muttered under his breath, unaware that he was voicing his thoughts out loud, which were running around in circles. Time and time again, he would picture the women sleeping soundly after clearly being sexually satisfied by Cress.
Cress, who was better at getting a date than either himself or Cilan. Cress, who was becoming well known for being a ladies man, and who rarely dated the same woman twice. Cress who was rarely seen in the company of a man who was not his brother...
Cress, the boy who had unknowingly captured his brother's heart, and who broke it little by little each time Chili saw him sweet-talking a woman.
As his mind raced confirming to him once more that Cress was straight and could never like any man romantically – and Chili least of all – Chili found himself running towards the one place where he could be himself. Temptation's entrance loomed up in front of him, and he found himself once more playing for admission to the nightclub. The allure of being able to loose himself in the beat and rhythm of the music, and dance his woes away with a hot male dance partner was once again more than he could resist.
Once he was through the doors, he glanced around for anyone he knew from his previous trips to the club, but didn't see any familiar faces. Shrugging, he headed for the bar to order a cola- since the club had no age restrictions they could not legally sell alcohol, but everyone still called the drink's area the bar.
“Hey, its been a while since you've been by.” Mikey commented as he set Chili's drink down on a coaster, after stashing Chili's bag safely behind the bar. Though he was one of the younger bartenders, he had the most prestige- Mikey's father was Temptation's owner and founder. Chili was glad Mikey was there; he liked the twenty three year old more than the other young men who worked at the club.
“Yeah. I had a fight with Cress over the number of gym battle's I've been loosing and decided to go on a journey, which ended in Driftveil City.” Taking a long swallow of his cola, Chili tried to collect his thoughts into something coherent.
“What happened in Driftveil? Did you challenge Clay or something?” Mikey asked, interested.
Chili glanced around and saw that he was the only one seated at the bar- since it was a Wednesday that was unsurprising, and the two dozen or so boys and men who were there were mostly dancing or cuddling in the more romantic booths.
“I ran into Cilan, and he helped me teach Pansear the move Solarbeam. I also told him that I'm gay and that I'm in love with... you-know-who.” Mikey was the first person Chili had ever confessed his feelings for Cress to, so he knew that the older man would know what he meant.
“Oh...” Reaching over the counter, Mikey gently laid his hand over Chili's. As their hands touched, Chili had a sudden image of the older man pinning him to the bar as he was taken from behind. Blushing softly, Chili flipped his hand over so that their palm's were touching. “Remembering what we did that day?”
Chili nodded. Unlike most of his other fantasies, this image was from a true memory. One night, about a year earlier, Chili had volunteered to help Mikey close up the club for the night, and they'd ended up having sex. He still had the security tape that had recorded the whole thing hidden in his sock drawer, though he'd implied that he'd destroyed it so no one would know that he was a slut.
“Cilan was supportive, right?” Mikey asked, much to Chili's surprise, and he nodded.
Just then two more men entered the club, and Mikey had to go serve them at the opposite end of the bar, leaving Chili alone with his thoughts.
“Hey, is this seat taken?” Jumping slightly, he spun around to see a young man leaning against the bar beside the stool next to his.
“N-no, its not.” Chili's heart thudded in his throat as he spoke; the man was gorgeous. With long strawberry blond hair tied back in a messy ponytail, several piercings in his ears, eyebrow, and even his nose, and a leather-and-denim outfit perfectly framing his tall, lithe twenty-something body, he looked like either a biker or a gangster; neither of which openly visited gay clubs.
The man thanked him and sat down, visibly studying Chili. “Ya look familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on why.” The man frowned slightly as he studied Chili's face, then he laughed. “Or maybe its just wishful thinking that a young man as hot as you would end up being a long lost childhood friend or something.”
Chili also laughed. “I doubt it. But I'm not surprised that you recognize me. My brothers and I run the local Pokemon Gym. I'm Chili, the fire type Gym Leader.” As he spoke, he leaned towards the blond, unconsciously flirting with him.
“Ah, yes now I remember. All three of ya were on TV a while back, on some program about the gym or something. I'm Nate, nice to meet ya Chili.” Something about the way Nate said his name sent shivers down Chili's spine, and he found himself standing up.
“Do you want to dance?” He asked, as one of his favorite dance mixes started playing.
Nate didn't answer, he only laughed some more before taking Chili's hand and leading him out onto the dance floor.
Soon enough Chili found himself once more losing himself in the beat of the music and the rhythm of the dance. Nate proved to be an excellent dancer, and Chili gladly let him lead for at least a half dozen consecutive songs before he had to beg for a rest.
“What do you do for a living?” He asked, after they were seated at one of the booths sharing a plate of nacho's.
“I sing in a band, but we haven't had our big break yet so its mostly a nighttime gig. By day I work as an accountant.” Nate made a face to show how much he hated his daytime job.
“Do you own a motorcycle?” Chili asked, hoping to go for a ride, but Nate shook his head.
“Your not the first guy to ask me that. I know that I look like a biker, but the truth is bikes scare me. Even little kids trikes. I used to scream whenever my parents tried to teach me to ride, until they gave up on teaching me, so I never actually learned how to ride one. This get up is for my band, were a punk rock group, and I came here after our last rehearsal. We have a major gig lined up for tomorrow night.”
Asking about the band, Chili soon found himself fantasizing about the life he would have with a rock star boyfriend. But he knew that it would never be when Nate casually mentioned that he had a fiancee.
Noting Chili's shock, he quickly explained. “Amanda's my best friend from childhood, and she doesn't want her parents to know that she's a lesbian any more than I want mine to know that I'm gay. So we decided to marry each other as a cover. She has a serious girlfriend who's in on the whole thing, and I'm allowed to date any guy I wish to, and our no one needs to know.” Setting down his drink he slid closer to Chili. “Its not cheating if she knows that I'm not really into her and she's not into me.”
“So your saying its an open relationship?” Nate nodded, and Chili relaxed. A little too much. “Oh shit!” He cursed softly, as he realized exactly how full his bladder was. Standing, he darted across the club to the washroom, unaware that he was being followed.
“Drank a little too much soda?” Nate commented as Chili relieved his bladder, taking the opportunity to check out Chili's size.
“Uh... yeah...” Chili blushed as he realized that Nate was watching him piss. Then he jumped as Nate unzipped his own pants and urinated into the same urinal he was using. “Wh-what are you d-doing?” He stammered, never having shared a urinal with anyone before, though the revelation that Nate's cock was also pierced had him watching the older man piss.
“Letting you watch me. You seemed to like being watched so I thought...” Nate chuckled nervously as he realized that he'd surprised Chili by joining him.
“Do you... want to go somewhere more private?” Nate asked almost shyly as he tucked himself away and zipped his pants back up, before tucking Chili's forgotten half hard cock away reluctantly, and zipping his pants up.
Chili's eyes immediately darted over to the stalls but Nate shook his head. “I don't like messing around in public stalls- I find it weird to be able to hear other guys piss without being able to see them, and I'm not one for public sex. I do like watching guys piss though.” He added the last bit almost as an afterthought, as though to explain why he had followed Chili.
“Where do you have in mind then?” Chili asked, more than willing to go anywhere to have sex with Nate. It had felt good when Nate had touched him, and he was desperate to be ridden hard and fast.
“The alley behind here- almost no one goes there on weekdays, so we'll have enough privacy to mess around.” Nate crossed the room to wash his hands, leaving a slightly flustered Chili standing alone by the urinals. He'd never fucked outside; in public washrooms and backrooms, yes. But in an alley? Surprisingly the idea thrilled him, and he found himself quickly washing up and eagerly following Nate outside. Neither of them saw the blue haired youth casually leaning against a lamppost a few feet away, checking his town map, though he certainly saw them.
Cress was stunned. He hadn't expected Chili home so fast, and when he saw Chili's expression just before he'd taken off, he'd decided to follow. Except that by the time he'd finished getting dressed and seen the girls out he'd realized that he had no idea where Chili would have gone.
Though he knew about Temptation's, it had never occurred to him to look for Chili there. So seeing him leave the gay night club with another man had more than surprised him.
He was following them around the corner into the alley before he was even conscious of moving away from the lamppost. With mounting surprise and realization, he watched as the lighter haired man pushed Chili against the wall before kissing him. Expecting Chili to resist he was unable to avoid letting out a gasp of pure shock as Chili instead wrapped his arms around Nate and kissed him back passionately. But it wasn't until it was clear that Chili was planning to let the strawberry blond – Nate – fuck him up the ass that Cress realized that Chili was gay.
Ever since Cilan had left, things had changed between him and Chili, and he'd become increasingly aware that Chili did not approve of the girls he shared his bed with. But Cress had always assumed that his brother's obvious jealously came from his lack of luck with girls- but if Chili didn't actually like girls, then that meant...
It hit him that he'd gotten it backwards. Chili hadn't been jealous of him, he'd been jealous of the girls. But that meant...
His mind shied away from the obvious explanation. Never before had it ever occurred to him that Chili could like him in that way. Despite the brief crush he'd had on Chili when they were thirteen.
Ever since he'd started noticing women, the confusing thoughts and feelings he'd had for his brother had faded. At least, he thought they had, but now, watching as Nate removed Chili's pants, and lifted him up so that Chili's ankles rested against his shoulders, and his cock was aligned with Chili's anus, he found himself reacting to the sight of his brother's half naked aroused body.
Jealousy spiked through him, and Cress found himself darting forward to stop the older man from fucking Chili. “What do you think your doing?” He almost shouted at Chili.
Now it was Chili's turned to be stunned, though that was quickly swallowed by embarrassment at being caught with his pants down. “Cress! W-what are you doing here?” He choked out through numb lips.
Swallowing his uncharacteristic anger, Cress replied much more calmly. “I was worried about you. When you just took off again like that... I've never felt so scared in my life. But to find that your fucking strange men in back alleys...”
“Woah, who the fuck are you?” Nate broke in, alarmed.
“Its okay, Cress is my brother.” Chili reassured Nate, then he sighed. “I never told him that I'm gay...” He pulled his pants back on as he spoke. “Its... I really need to talk to him about all this. Maybe I can see you another time?” He added, knowing that depending on how the talk with Cress went he may or may not call Nate up again.
Nate glanced back and forth between the brothers a few times, then sighed and zipped his pants back up. After scribbling his number on a scrap piece of paper – which Chili barely glanced at before shoving into his pocket – he took off without saying another word, muttering about how much he hated cock teases.
“Who was he?” Cress asked, barely suppressing his jealousy.
“His name's Nate. I met him earlier this evening...” Making sure his pants were properly done up, Chili turned and headed back towards the gym. “Who were those girls you were in bed with?” An odd feeling that he was forgetting something flared briefly, but he shook it off.
“Uh... I think there names were Rachel and Rebecca... They challenged the gym this afternoon.”
“You think?” Chili asked, incredulously. “They meant so little to you that you can't even be certain of their names? And yet your going to judge me for wanting a little casual sex with someone I just met today, but who I actually know a few things about and didn't just hop into bed with.” Chili was disgusted.
Cress went quiet, as he realized that Chili was right; he had no right to judge his actions without being a hypocrite.
“Chili... I'm sorry that you... I mean I didn't expect you back so soon...” Swallowing hard, Cress glanced away as he felt himself blush.
At that moment Chili realized that he'd forgotten to inform Cress that he was taking a bus back instead of walking. “Uh... yeah about that... I was able to catch a bus back instead of walking... I'd told Cilan but I guess I'd forgotten to tell you that...” Breaking off, Chili blushed harder as he realized that Cress had honestly not expected him to walk in on him and the girls.
Cress nodded, but he wasn't really listening to what Chili was saying. “All those times you bitched about me screwing around with all those girls, I thought you were jealous that I was getting girls and you weren't. But now that I know that you never liked girls...” Cress broke off, scared to ask the question he desperately needed an answer to.
But Chili didn't answer. The rest of the walk back to the gym was spent in awkward silence as the brothers wondered what to say to each other. They had never before felt awkward around one another- sharing a womb is generally an excellent ice breaker. Though they were two of a set of triplets- Cilan being the third triplet- Chili and Cress had always been slightly closer to one another than to Cilan. Now however, they were both scared that the close friendship they had had for as long as they both could remember would be ruined forever, over something as mundane as sex.
The walk back to the gym seemed to take them hours and yet be over in the blink of an eye. Nervously, Cress opened the door, and Chili followed him back to the room they used as a collective den and recreational area. The video phone they used for personal calls was located in the far corner, opposite the TV.
Cress sat down heavily on the couch, and Chili shyly sat down next to him. “Your wondering why I'd be jealous when I don't like girls?” Cress nodded. “Its because... I mean... Shit... I can't do this anymore... Cress I... I...” Breaking off Chili found himself once more crying. This was not at all how he'd imagined confessing his feelings to Cress, and now that the time had come to confess, he found that he couldn't.
“You were never jealous of...” Cress broke off as he realized that Chili was crying. Like Cilan, he was alarmed to see his brother sob like that, and he pulled Chili to him without thinking. “Shit. Chili... talk to me. What's wro-” He was cut off suddenly by Chili's mouth pressing firmly against his own.
Realizing what he was doing, Chili jerked his entire body backwards, but Cress' arm's tightened around him keeping him from fleeing yet again. “What was that?”
“I love you!” The words burst from Chili before he could stop them. “And I don't mean as a brother. I'm in love with you, romantically.” Crying harder now, he redoubled his efforts to get away from Cress before Cress could break his heart any more than he already had.
Stunned again, Cress' arms loosened enough that Chili was able to slip away from him and run out of the room. Flinging himself face first onto his bed, he clutched his pillow tightly to his chest, sobbing harder than he ever had before, even when he'd cried himself to sleep in Ash's arms.
He didn't notice the hand on his back, not until he felt the bed shift and a warm body wrap around his from behind did he realize that he was no longer alone.
“How long have you felt this way about me?” Cress whispered into his ear as he strove to comfort his brother.
“You... you don't hate me?” Rolling over, Chili looked up at Cress, hoping hopelessly that his feelings would be returned after all.
“Chili! I could never hate you. I love you too much for that... and not exactly in a brotherly way either.” He then surprised both of them by leaning down and kissing Chili's mouth.
Afterward, he pulled back just enough to study Chili's eyes, and was relieved to see that his brother had stopped crying. “You really did think that I'd hate you for liking me in this way?” Cress asked quietly, shocked that he had missed something this big.
“I thought that there was something wrong with me.”
“Thought? What made you change your mind?”
“Cilan. After he found out how I feel about you... He was surprisingly supportive, though he did admit to being unable to understand this.” Chili briefly explained how Cilan had found out, including his romp with Ash. As he spoke he shifted slightly so that he was lying on his side facing Cress, who lay down facing him, one hand running soothingly up and down Chili's side.
By the time Chili stopped talking, Cress had made his choice. “Can I ask you something?”
Chili nodded, wondering what Cress wanted to know, yet was nervous about asking. Cress was usually outspoken and rarely ever asked permission to do anything, let alone as another question.
“If we... Are you a switch?” He asked, changing his question at the last moment.
Chili sat up, startled. “I... yeah, I'm a switch. Though I'm surprised your familiar with a term like that...” Chili swallowed hard, wondering where this was going.
“If I were to agree to have sex with you, would you want to top me, or have me top you?” Cress pushed his hair out of his eyes and studied Chili carefully as the other boy processed his question.
“I want to top you, but only if you want to.” Chili carefully answered. “I usually only bottom with guys who are older than me, but if you want to do this, and don't want to bottom...” Cress cut him off with another surprise kiss.
“This doesn't feel weird...” Chili whispered as they broke the kiss.
“Should it?” Cocking his head to the side, Cress gazed up at his brother, as Chili shifted so that he was straddling Cress' hips.
Nodding, Chili explained. “When I was talking to Cilan about all this, I kinda started freaking out on him about maybe being hardwired to like incest, and wondering aloud if it was just you that I like or... Anyway, he suggested that I try kissing him and it was the weirdest thing I've ever done in my life. Its not like that with you at all.” Smiling shyly, Chili struggled to find the words to describe how it had felt for him to kiss Cress.
“It feels like... like we were always destined to be together like this...”
“Yeah, exactly.” Just then, Chili noticed that he was sitting on something long and hard. “Are you... aroused?” His eyes widened- never once had he ever imagined that Cress might actually feel the same way he did.
Chili's eyes widened further as Cress nodded shyly, a soft blush creeping up his cheeks. “So are you.” It took all of Chili's self control not to jump when Cress suddenly caressed his erection through his pants.
“Cress...” Thrusting slightly against his brother's hand, he rubbed his ass over Cress' erection, and was rewarded with a small gasp of pleasure. “You've never been with a guy before have you?”
“Actually... I've never had sex with a male, but I have messed around with a couple guys...” Cress' blush deepened.
Surprise and arousal chased each other across Chili's face. “What? When did this happen?”
“The first time was almost a year ago. When I was dating that blond chick Sara, at her house. She wanted to invite one of her ex's over for a threesome and I agreed. Not that much happened, he and I only kissed a bit and jacked each other off, but I have since also performed oral on one guy and let a couple other guys feel me up.” Cress unconsciously played with Chili's cock as he spoke, needing to keep his hands busy to distract himself from thinking to hard about what he was confessing.
“Shit!” Chili gasped pulling away from Cress suddenly- but not soon enough. The combination of the stimulation- even if it had been through his pants- and the imagery produced by Cress' words had proven to be more than he could withstand.
“Chili! Are you... huh?” Cress studied his brother's face, worried and expecting that Chili was somehow shocked by his actions, only to realize that the truth was quite the opposite. “Did you just... cum?”
Nodding, Chili felt his face turn hot as a dark blush crept up his cheeks. “How could I not notice that you like guys as well as girls...?” He wondered rhetorically.
“I never let you see me with a guy. I thought... Well, I never thought that you were into men either.” Cress watched as Chili loosened his pants enough to clean himself up from his surprise orgasm.
Sensing Cress' eyes on him, he shyly let the blue haired teen watch him as he cleaned himself up, then reached for his bag for clean pants...
His bag was still at the club!
“Cress! I... Shit! I need to go back to Temptation's; I left my bag there.”
Cress tensed as Chili mentioned the night club. “Are you sure?”
Swallowing hard at Cress' jealous tone, Chili nodded. “Yeah, I gave it to Mikey to stash behind the bar. I wasn't planning on going home with Nate, so I didn't think to grab it when we left to... well... you know. And then I never went back inside, because...”
“Because I interrupted things, yes I know.” Forcing himself to relax, Cress added; “I don't want you going back there; dancing with other men and... god knows what else. I know I shouldn't but I want you all for myself...” Cress' frame shook with the effort to keep his emotions in check.
Chili was awed by Cress' uncharacteristic display of emotions; he was normally the most stoic of the three brothers, and it was rare for him to burn hot like this. “I know, but I need my bag...”
“Why? What's in there that's so important?” Cress spat back.
“Pansear's Pokeball, that's what! If it was just clothes and stuff... But its not! I almost lost Pansear once already I can't...” He tapered off.
“Chili... I'm sorry I didn't think...” Cress felt awful. He knew that Chili usually stashed his Pokeball in his bag when they traveled, but he had forgotten that somehow in his jealousy. “Wait, what do you mean you almost lost him once?”
Crossing the room to his closet, Chili took a moment to collect himself before answering. “Back in Driftveil, after I met up with Cilan I challenged him to a battle, and lost. I didn't want to admit that I was at fault, so I started yelling at Pansear, blaming him for the loss. He ran off, and Cilan had to talk me into going after him, I was still so mad I wasn't thinking straight. If Cilan hadn't been there... I don't know what would have happened.” Chili wiped his eyes, trying to keep from crying yet again.
“Chili... lets go get him. But I want you to promise me that this is the last time you'll go to the club.” As he spoke, Cress slipped off the bed and crossed the room to embrace Chili from behind.
“I promise. Now that... I don't need it anymore. It was just a diversion, something to distract me from my feelings for you.” Spinning around in his brothers arms, Chili smiled at Cress. “But don't expect me to give up dancing entirely. I have plenty of dance mix CD's and I'd love to have you as my partner.”
“Its a deal.” Leaning in, Cress sealed the deal with a lingering kiss. “Let's get this over with so we can...” Looking away, Cress' eyes ran over Chili's bed and he found his cheek's heating up once more.
“You... you really want to? With me?” Cress nodded. “Okay. The faster we go get Pansear, the faster we can get to...” His own cheeks flared with heat as he shied away from actually saying “have sex.” No matter how they thought of each other, they were still brothers, and the idea of actually getting to make love to Cress was still to new for him to fully accept.
Moving quickly now, Chili removed his soiled pants and underwear, and was reaching for clean ones when he realized that Cress was still watching him. He tried to ignore it, telling himself that it was no big deal for Cress to watch him change into clean clothes. After all, its not like he never changed in front of Cress before, but no matter what he tried to tell himself he felt self-conscious and couldn't stop a soft blush from his cheeks; he'd never known Cress to actually watch him before.
“Chili... are you feeling okay? Your face is all red.” Cress asked, teasingly.
“Do you like watching guys change?” Chili asked, ignoring Cress' question, and was surprised when Cress nodded. “Woah, seriously?”
“Y-yes. But not just guys, I like watching girls change too. Something about being able to see, but not touch just get me hard.” Cress blushed and looked away when Chili tried to meet his eyes.
Fastening his belt over his suddenly too tight pants, Chili took a few deep breaths to try and control his racing heart. The idea that Cress was a voyeur was unexpectedly arousing, and he almost wanted to leave fetching his bag until the morning. He also knew that Mikey would drop it off if he left it at the club for more than a day, since Mikey knew that he lived at the gym. Except that he couldn't bear the thought of being separated from Pansear from that long.
“L-lets go.” He spun around and strode out of his bedroom before he lost control and jumped Cress there and then.
“Are... Chili! Wait up.” Hurrying after his brother, Cress tried to figure out what had just happened. Since he was still shy about liking to watch people change- and do other, more adult things- it never occurred to him that Chili would be aroused by it.
He finally caught up with the redhead just outside the back door. “Did I make you uncomfortable back there?”
“In a way you did.” Seeing Cress' face, he realized that he wasn't the only one hiding part of his desires. “You made my pants uncomfortably tight. If you really are a voyeur, then I'd like to experiment with that, with having you watch me and another guy maybe.”
“I... I don't know if that would... would be a good idea...” Cress muttered, blushing hard.
“Now let's go get my bag before I decide to see if your also an exhibitionist.” Chili called over his shoulder as he began walking towards the club.
Cress' eyes widened as he realized that, instead of being disgusted with him, Chili was aroused by what he had said. “Exhibitionist... Wait, do you mean you want to... in public?” Cress mentally kicked himself as he asked, realizing that of course his brother was cool with public sex. What he had witnessed in that back alley more than proved that.
“I uh... I just really want you and if we don't stop talking about it for a few minutes then my self-control is going to snap.” Chili took a deep breath and somehow managed to resist the urge to glance over his shoulder to see Cress' reaction.
“Oh...” Unsure what to say, Cress decided to say nothing at all, and they walked the rest of the way in silence.
“Maybe I should wait outside.” Cress commented as they reached Temptation's. “If I'm seen inside a gay nightclub with you... it will be the talk of the town since everyone knows that I'm 'straight'.”
Laughing as he heard the verbal quotation marks, Chili agreed. “Anyway, you have to pay for admission. I'm good since I payed earlier and got the stamp to prove it, but you didn't and when we'll only be here for a couple minutes it doesn't seem worth it.”
“Just make this fast! If your in there for more than five minutes or I'll... I'll...” Both teens laughed as they realized that Cress was trying to threaten Chili, but his attempt was falling flat.
“Or you'll what? Don't worry I'll be back in two.” Without waiting for a reply, Chili darted into the club.
“Oh, there you are!” Mikey called out as soon as he spotted Chili. “When that biker guy you left with came back in here without you I got worried. Did something happen between you?”
“You could say that, I guess. What happened was that Cress saw us.” Mikey's eyes widened as Chili quickly explained what had happened.
“What did Cress see exactly?” Mikey asked, curious.
“I'll tell you that later. Anyway, I ended up heading back to the gym to talk to Cress about me being gay, and that other thing... Yes I confessed everything to him, at least everything that he needed to know.”
“How did he take it?” Chili only smiled slightly, and Mikey's eyes widened further. “No way! You mean you...?”
Nodding, Chili changed the subject. “I need my bag, that's the only reason I came back here tonight. Cress doesn't want me coming here any more.”

Mikey mouthed the words 'he's jealous?' and Chili nodded again. Shaking his head in amazement, the twenty three year old turned back towards the bar to fetch the bag.
“Thank you.” Chili pretended not to feel a small shock as his fingers brushed Mikey's; if it hadn't been for his feelings for Cress his relationship with the young bartender would have turned romantic after their one-night-stand. As it was, it was not without regret that they kept things as a 'only friends' level.
“Take care! Is it okay with you if I stop by the gym sometime?”
“Yeah, I would like that. I'll see you around.” Chili shouldered his bag and left the club. Once outside he reached into the side pocket, and tapped the Pokeball stored there, releasing Pansear.
Letting the fire monkey climb up onto his shoulder, he turned back towards Cress. “Sorry that took a moment longer than I'd thought it would. Mikey was worried when I didn't re-enter the club with Nate.”
“Who is Mikey? You've mentioned him a few times now.” Cress tried to keep his voice neutral but a hint of suspicion still colored his voice.
“He's the owner's son, and my friend. We... we're only friends, but it was almost more, and we did have sex once, about a year ago.” Knowing that Cress appreciated honesty, Chili decided to come clean with him then and there.
“Why didn't it become more?” Cress asked, more curious now that suspicious.
“Because of you, actually. I'd just messed up another attempt at being someone's boyfriend because I couldn't help but feeling like I was being disloyal to you, and I wasn't ready to make another.”
“Does he know about your feelings for me?”
“Who, Mikey?” Cress nodded. “Yeah, he was the first person I opened up to about how I feel for you. And yes he knows that were going to try being lovers.”
“Try? I hope we do more than try...” Cress wanted to kiss Chili again, to reassure him that this would work out for them, but was too shy to do so in public.
Just then Pansear chimed up, seemingly scolding Chili about something. “Fine your right. Mikey was the second, not the first. Really the first person I told was Pansear. Mikey was just the first human I told.”
Laughing, the brothers quickly made their way back to the gym. Once inside, Pansear scampered off to find Panpour, and the teens headed back to Chili's room. Before the door had even finished closing they were kissing again. Neither held back this time, and their tongues dueled passionately, before Cress submitted to Chili.
Stumbling backwards, Chili somehow managed to find his bed when he fell backwards onto it. Cress fell on top of him, having been pulled down with Chili. Breaking the kiss just to breath they sat up and began tearing at each others clothing not caring when buttons went flying from both shirts.
They stopped once all clothing but their underwear was scattered about the room. Panting, Cress pulled away, and lay down on the bed trying to catch his breath.
“Are you sure you want to do this tonight?” Chili asked, nuzzling his brother's neck.
“I...” Cress broke off, blushing softly.
Sitting up, Chili studied Cress. “I remember that you said you never actually had sex with a guy before. If your not ready, we don't have to go that far tonight.”
“I'm ready, its not that.” Swallowing hard, Cress continued. “I just need a moment to make sure I don't cum as soon as you touch me.”
Smirking now, Chili rubbed the tip of Cress' erection through the fabric of his briefs. Almost immediately, Cress' back arched up off the bed as he gasped. “Chili! D-don't do that. I'll... CHILI!” Wetness spread across the fabric as Cress came.
“Wow, you really were on the edge.” Chili removed his hand and licked the semen off of his fingers, before reaching down to remove Cress' briefs.
“Why didn't you stop when I asked you to?” Cress asked, pulling away and covering himself up with his hands.
“Because the more relaxed you are the less this will hurt.”
“Hurt? You never said anything about this hurting!” Cress was startled, he had never thought that Chili would do anything that would hurt him.
“Yeah, it hurts a bit at first. But the more you relax, and the more... what do you call them? Endorphins? Is that what you call the stuff released during sex that numbs pain? Anyway, whatever its called, the more of that in your system the less this will hurt as well.”
“I see...” Cress swallowed hard.
“Roll over, I need to prep you.” Chili pressed a quick kiss into Cress' neck and the blue haired youth did as requested, and allowed Chili to slip a pillow under his hips. “Don't worry the pain is only during the initial penetration, and afterwards it feels incredibly good. Just relax.” Chili uncapped the bottle of lube and squirted a liberal amount onto his fingers. Despite his casual tone, he was apprehensious of actually causing Cress pain.
Rubbing gently, he massaged the outside of his brothers anus until he felt Cress relax enough to slip the first finger inside without resistance. “How does that feel?”
“Kind of weird, but it doesn't hurt.”
“Good, just stay relaxed like this.” Chili pushed the digit the rest of the way inside Cress, massaging his inner walls. “I'm going to add a second finger now. This might hurt a bit, so stay relaxed.”
Tensing, Cress had to force himself to relax and allow Chili to stretch him out further. As the second finger slid inside him, Cress gasped, but whether it was in pain or pleasure even Cress himself didn't know. It hurt, but it felt oddly pleasant at the same time to be penetrated like that.
“More! Please...” Cress gasped out unaware that he was speaking aloud until he felt a third finger slip inside and stretch him out even further. This time the burning pain was stronger than the pleasure, but it faded quickly.
Chili was stunned by how easily Cress was taking his fingers. “This... doesn't hurt?”
“It does, a little, but it feels really good as well.” Cress panted.
“Good. That's good, though this will feel even better once I find your prostate.”
Not really listening, Cress just nodded, and spread his legs wider. Chili added yet another finger, so that he now had both his index and middle fingers inside his brothers rectum. Pulling his hand's apart gently, he felt the muscles give easily. “How about this?”
“N-no, it d-doesn't hurt.” Chili smiled at Cress breathless reply, and judged the other teen to be prepped enough.
Pulling his fingers out, he removed his own boxers and rubbed the remaining lube over his erection. Without saying anything, he gently pushed the head against Cress' lubed opening, easily popping though the ring of muscles.
Cress gasped, and twisted around trying to watch as Chili sheathed the rest of his length inside his ass, but Chili held him still.
“It will hurt less if I take you this way the first time. Next time I can teach you some face-to-face positions, but they're all harder on the male body and I don't want this to hurt you any more than necessary.” Chili panted as Cress' ass closed around him like a vice. “Fuck your tight.” He added a moment later, unaware he wasn't just thinking the words.
“Move! Chili... do it! Fuck me!” Cress begged as Chili stopped once fully inside him to give them both a moment to adjust.
Chili complied, moving slowly at first, before being urged faster and faster by Cress. Soon, he was truly fucking his brother, thrusting into him hard and fast, and Cress was loving every moment of it.
They both lost themselves in the rhythm of lovemaking, forgetting everything but the mutual pleasure they both felt. Neither wished it to end and both held back as long as they could- Chili even slowed down the first three times he felt his orgasm begin to build so he wouldn't cum first.
Panting and arching up against Chili, Cress alternately played with his cock and squeezed the base, also not wishing to be the first one to cum.
However, Chili's stamina was not unlimited and he eventually found himself struggling to maintain his rhythm. Reaching around, he took over jacking off Cress, and applied liberal attention to his brother's sensitive tip, while aiming short and fast thrusts straight at his prostate. The combination worked, and, despite still trying to hold back, Cress was pushed over the edge first, his anal muscles clamping impossibly tight around Chili's cock. This proved more than Chili could handle, and he only managed a couple more thrusts before sheathing himself as deeply as he could and releasing his seed deep inside Cress.
Pulling out, he collapsed beside Cress, trying to catch his breath. “H-how was that?”
Cress could only shake his head in wonder as he was unable to talk or move. Shifting closer, Chili brushed his mouth over Cress' shoulder, then pulled the blue haired boy against his chest.
“I never knew sex could be like that. It was... I don't have words to describe it. Amazing doesn't do it justice...” Cress whispered as soon as he remembered how to talk.
Laughing Chili leaned down to nip at his brother's ear. “It will only get better as I teach you better positions.” Then he kissed Cress' open mouth as he struggled to imagine how anything could be even better than what they'd just experienced.

“Pan-Pan Pansear.” The fire monkey struggled to wake his trainer up some time later. Chili blearily opened his eyes, blinking up at his Pokemon partner. “What is it?” Feeling the bed shift, he glanced over and realized that Cress was still wrapped around his body.
“What time is it?” The blue haired teen asked, also blinking sleepily and glancing around for the clock. “Two A.M.? We've only been asleep for maybe an hour. What's so important that it can't wait until morning?”
Pansear blushed slightly, and pointed at the door, indicated he wanted to brothers to follow him. Glancing at each other and shrugging, they pulled on their pants and followed Pansear down the hall to Cress' room.
“What could... wait is that what I think it is?” Chili asked confused, pointing to an oval object Panpour was curled protectively around.
“A Pokemon egg?” They looked at each other once more, as they processed that thought.
“If that's an egg, then... Pansear and Panpour...?” Laughing again, they went to their Pokemon, who both blushed shyly.
“What will it be?” Cress wondered aloud as he took the egg- for that is what it was- from Panpour.
“Well, I know that Pansear is male, which must mean your Panpour is female.” Cress nodded. “Then it will be a Panpour.”
Nodding again, Cress rubbed the egg to keep it warm. “I wonder when it will hatch. Wait, who gets the baby Panpour after he or she hatches?”
“Why don't we both raise it together, and not worry about whose Pokemon it is?” Chili suggested, not having much interest in water type Pokemon, but not wanting to deny Pansear the chance to be a father either.
“Alright.” Cress agreed. As he spoke he shifted over to make room for Chili on the bed, and, after securely wrapping the egg in extra blankets, they fell asleep once more with their Pokemon and the egg between them.
A/N- Since Pansear and Panpour's genders are not confirmed in the Anime, I do not think its genderbending to make them male and female respectively. No more will be done with the egg though, unless anyone has any ideas for me?
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