[Natsuo thinks none of them understood him back then. Didn't mean they didn't love him. The only person he doubts loved Touya is their father. Endeavor's making the motions now, but it's too little, too late.
He doesn't voice this; it'd be an endless cycle until his older siblings talked to each other. Fuyumi was willing, he knew, but could she be trusted not to tell their father? That remained to be seen.]
Getting caught by the old man in any sexual situation is not my idea of fun. [He shudders, laughing softly.]
Soccer club. I had to get them every year for the physical. It was awkward when the doctor the school hired was hot.
And we're done. Everything's in working order.
[He gently takes Touya's balls in hand, shaking his head at his brother as he rolls the orbs, part for pleasure, part to check for cancer.]
Weirdo. [Finding nothing but a pair of a nice, healthy, and heavy set of balls, Natsuo pulls back, starting to undo his jeans. He pushes them and his boxer-briefs (teal in case Touya was interested in the color) down off his long, muscular legs. He's not hard, but he is aroused as his cock slowly becomes erect. He's big. Eyes going to his brother's dick, he can't help but wonder if he's bigger—one way to find out.
With a soft smile, he climbs over Touya and settles on top of him.]
You're so warm. [The words are murmured against his brother's lips before he claims them in a kiss. His right hand goes up to thread fingers through his unruly hair, his left stroking the scars on his right shoulder. Obviously, he doesn't care about the scars now he's sure his brother is healthy.]
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He doesn't voice this; it'd be an endless cycle until his older siblings talked to each other. Fuyumi was willing, he knew, but could she be trusted not to tell their father? That remained to be seen.]
Getting caught by the old man in any sexual situation is not my idea of fun. [He shudders, laughing softly.]
Soccer club. I had to get them every year for the physical. It was awkward when the doctor the school hired was hot.
And we're done. Everything's in working order.
[He gently takes Touya's balls in hand, shaking his head at his brother as he rolls the orbs, part for pleasure, part to check for cancer.]
Weirdo. [Finding nothing but a pair of a nice, healthy, and heavy set of balls, Natsuo pulls back, starting to undo his jeans. He pushes them and his boxer-briefs (teal in case Touya was interested in the color) down off his long, muscular legs. He's not hard, but he is aroused as his cock slowly becomes erect. He's big. Eyes going to his brother's dick, he can't help but wonder if he's bigger—one way to find out.
With a soft smile, he climbs over Touya and settles on top of him.]
You're so warm. [The words are murmured against his brother's lips before he claims them in a kiss. His right hand goes up to thread fingers through his unruly hair, his left stroking the scars on his right shoulder. Obviously, he doesn't care about the scars now he's sure his brother is healthy.]