Plot? What Plot?

Yuujirou awoke to the sounds of someone snoring in bed beside him and a pair of arms lovingly wrapped around him. For a moment, he couldn't understand what was going on or, for that matter, who was lying next to him. No, he thought to himself, I didn't drink last night. Think, Yuu, think. Suddenly, it clicked... all of the night (and day) before presented itself in his memory and he shuddered with a sense of self-disgust. ...I slept with my brother... he slowly disentangled himself from his brother's grasp and stood up slowly, already sensitive to the injuries he'd sustained from the night before. He put on the thermal and pajama pants that he'd meant to put on last night, and limped the few feet to the Princesses' private bathroom.
In those short steps, Yuujirou felt a soft crackling sensation between his legs in addition to the dull pain he was already feeling. The second the heard the bathroom door close behind him, he reached into his pants and pulled one of the flakes off of his skin. ...Blood, he observed calmly, Yeah... Shin-chan was really into it... So was I... He winced as he stripped off the articles of clothing once again and prepared himself a bath.
Yuujirou had always thought that it was weird that his precious little brother hadn't used the words "nii-chan," "aniki," or even "oniisan" since he was a toddler. The use of such endearing terms had suddenly disappeared around the time Shin-chan had turned 9. In any case, Shinnosuke had explained it all last night when he was showing his older brother the Princesses' costumes in the newly refurbished Sewing clubroom.
Shinnosuke came closer, much closer. So close that Yuu could smell the perfume that the Sewing Club had sprayed on the 70's themed Go-Go Girl costume and feel the polyester fabric graze his skin. "Yuu," he began, lifting a hand to Yuujirou's face and stroking his cheek lovingly, "I've been in love with you for so long... and I think it's time we did something about it..."
"I'm sorry... what?!" Yuujirou replied, essentially doing a double-take. He backed away quickly, but Shinnosuke immediately closed the distance between them.
"You heard me," he replied, smirking. He pressed himself against his older brother, a bulge already well-formed beneath the thin layer of clothing.
"But we're brothers," Yuujirou blurted out. He tried backing away again, only to find a table behind him covered with sewing materials and semi-finished garments. Unfortunately, his little brother was built quite a bit differently from the slender, rather lanky blonde. Yuujirou would have been easily overpowered.
"Stop running," the other crooned, placing a series of kisses along Yuujirou's collarbone. "You used to tell me stories about the shenanigans you and Tohru got up to... You surely must have done this..." Shin-chan slid Yuujirou's sleeve off his shoulder and lightly nipping at the pale, exposed flesh. His hand glided up Yuujirou's torso beneath the cotton jersey shirt, and squeezed his nipple.
Yuujirou gasped, bit his lip to suppress a light moan, and flung his arm around Shinnosuke's neck. He pulled his little brother closer, their lips and growing erections pressing against each other. After lightly snapping at the waistband of Shinnosuke's neon pink tights, he asked, "Did the Sewing Club make an easy-access hole?"
Shinnosuke shook his head. "I was hoping you could help me figure it out..."
Yuujirou responded with an ardent kiss and slight pawing at the waistband. He slid the tights and his brother's boxers down far enough so that Shinnosuke's full length was exposed, but no more than was absolutely necessary.
Shin-chan opted for multi-tasking, one hand playing with Yuujirou's nipples under his shirt, the other unbuttoning the front of his older brother's fine Italian slacks. He inadvertently let out a grunt of triumph. The movements that followed were swift: with one large and fluid movement, Shin-chan flung Yuujirou's dress shoes to the side, and pulled off the slacks. He reached behind Yuujirou, pushed away all of the sewing accoutrements, lifted a bottomless Yuujirou onto the table and roughly thrust into him.
"Aah!" Yuujirou let out a cry of pain. "Shin... you're supposed to stretch that first...." tears stinging his eyes. As Shinnosuke pulled out, a small droplet of blood ran down Yuujirou's inner thigh and onto the table.
"Yuu..."
Shinnosuke was embarrassed at his very apparent lack of experience, but Yuujirou quickly guided him through the process of stretching and rimming. "Now what?" he asked when he'd finished rimming.
Yuujirou said nothing, instead pulling Shin-chan to him and kissing him.
As Shinnosuke pushed into Yuujirou slowly, neither could resist letting out a moan. For a few moments, both merely enjoyed the feeling of being one... Finally, Yuujirou grew impatient, leaned back for easier access, and pleaded for more, something that Shinnosuke was more than happy to oblige.
"Harder!" Yuu begged, enjoying the sounds of nothing but their noises of pleasure as well as the sound of skin smacking against skin. Their harmonious cries grew louder and louder until Yuujirou felt liquid warmth burst forth into him, giving a refreshed meaning to the word "full."
Just as Yuujirou was about to put his hand to his length and reach his own climax, the two heard commotion outside of the the Sewing Clubroom and bolted upright. "Get my clothes, quick," he hissed, cum oozing onto the table. Shinnosuke helped Shinnosuke helped his lover into the navy blue boxer briefs and slacks. He quickly adjusted his costume to hide any evidence of the deed, wiping himself with a tissue and disposing of it in the nearest trash can.
The door opened. "No, Shin-chan, you're supposed to smile at individual students as much as possible..."
"Oh..." Shinnosuke replied, grabbing hold of the lifeline, "I thought you were just supposed to look alluring..."
"No! You're supposed to make them feel loved, not inadequate!" Yuujirou reached up and lightly patted Shin-chan's forehead condescendingly. "Now come on, we'll keep practicing the walk in the P-Room."
They walked as quickly as Yuujirou could manage to the P-Room and breathed sighs of relief once the door was closed.
"How was I, Yuu-chan?"
"Ahem, Yuu-chan? Absolutely not." He removed his sport jacket and tie.
Shinnosuke stared as his older brother took off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Yuujirou looked him over and said nothing in reply. Shin-chan took it to mean: 'Take off your clothes.'
Yeah. They had both been into it, Yuujirou conceded as he relaxed in the hot bath. To his dismay, he could feel himself growing hard again as he recalled the events from the day before.
A voice broke past his thoughts, "How are you feeling, Yuu?" Shinnosuke asked as he joined Yuu in the large bath.
"I'm alright," his voice was a little harsh.
Shinnosuke sidled closer to his brother, and nipped at his ear. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Want to go again?" Shin-chan asked, staring at his brother's length.
I shouldn't say yes. It's not normal to do these things with your brother. He scoffed at himself. Too late... we already did last night. ...Do I love him like he says he loves me? I doubt it. But it was just... so good. He pressed himself closer to Shinnosuke as he let his animal lust and desire take control.