Keru_chan

Title: Keru-chan�s a Nymphomaniac!
Author: munky
Rating: NC-17 for older brother/ younger brother incest, strong language use, author�s bizarre sense of humor, and lemon m/m sex
Pairing: Takato/slight Yamakeru
Disclaimer: ::sings:: Not mine! Don�t sue! If you do? Well, f*** you too!
Author notes: Oh shit�I�m gonna burn in hell for this one, huh? Well, my humor muse Haha Justkiddin and I were just sittin� around the house when the idea hit and Haha thought it�d be a good idea for a fic.
I agreed, so this is what came out of our twisted, sugar-filled, Mt. Dew guzzling minds. Enjoy! ^_^;;

ON WIT DA FIC!!

Okay, so I like having sex. A lot. And yeah, I like to have sex with my older brother, Yamato. You might say that I�m sick, perverted, going to burn in hell for that, etc. etc. Well, I�ve never heard Yama complain about it, so I can�t say I really care what other people think. Besides, he�s my brother. I lost him once when our stupid parents split us up, but I�m not gonna lose him again. He�s mine and I love him.

He�s so damn hot when he sleeps. Sometimes I can�t help myself and I have to give him a �wake up call�. But by the way he acts, I�ve actually done him a favor. And I swear to god, he fakes sleep half the time so I�ll end up screwing him silly anyhow.

And that hair of his. Damn, it gets me hard just thinking about it. Long golden waves that just slip through my hands like water. It�s perfect, like the rest of him. It amazes me how well we fit together. He just molds to me whenever we make love. Just seeing him bend over sends me to Hornyville and no matter what�s going on around us, I gotta have him. Preferably then and there. And Yama�s never complained. He just surrenders to me whenever and wherever.

Which brings me to another point. Yama is an exhibitionist at heart, considering our sex life. Not to brag, but I�ve nailed him in almost every place we can think of. Movie theaters, cars, the subway, public bathrooms, restaurants, phone booths, in the woods (where Yama ended up with poison ivy on his butt for some reason). I also had the fortunate experience of taking him over my teacher�s desk after school one day. Not to mention in a broom closet up at Dad�s work. But the coup de grace of our exhibitionism has been having a threesome with Angemon up in the air above Kyoto. I never realized that my digimon also wanted a piece of me as well. Hmm, the things you learn everyday.

Don�t think that it�s all about the sex for me. Sure, I like making love to Yama and sometimes flat-out screwing him, but there�s a relationship between us too. There are days where we come home from school, meet at Dad�s place, and sit doing our homework together. Of course if you look underneath the table, you�ll see us playing footsie or Yama�s hand down my pants, doing things. And I love to cuddle up to Yama and watch a movie together with my head resting on that smooth hard chest of his. He, on the other hand, likes to take baths with me. I usually sit on his lap, facing him as we wash each other. There�s no sex usually, but plenty of opportunities for us to touch each other and cop feels if we want. Of course, Yama will usually cop feels and finger me once in awhile. Not that I mind, thank you very much, because I like being taken once in awhile as well as take.

The one thing that puzzles me about our relationship is that, no matter how much I talk about it, no one really notices the relationship between us is more than a brotherly one. Shit, I�ve told Dad that me and Yama have sex and he just mumbles something about condoms and lube before going over and raiding the fridge. And Mom? Well, she thinks that it�s strange, but says �to each their own�. My God, what is wrong with that picture?

We get different reactions from the rest of the Digi-destined. All are surprising to me. Kari, my best friend since we were eight, and her boyfriend Willis, have supported us all the way, while Kari�s brother Tai is pissed off that I got to Yama first and keeps begging me for a threesome. Daisuke and Ken don�t give a damn cause they have each other. Miyako is too busy stalking Ken to notice, while Mimi keeps trying to chain her up and keep her home at night for once. Iori and Jyou support us all the way too and we go to their place once in awhile. Y�see, when Iori�s Mom caught him and Jyou together, she went ballistic and disowned him. So now he lives with Jyou and they have their own little love nest. Pretty sad story for a kid that�s three years younger than me. Just to let you know, I�m 18 and Iori is 15. If anyone found out that Jyou wasn�t Iori�s uncle, like he told the school, Jyou would be arrested and thrown in jail. But despite the risk, they love each other deeply. Sora and Michael are our other obligatory straight couple and are a bit weirded out by our relationship and the fact that so many of us are homosexuals, but they still talk to us once in a while from their home in America. And Koushiro is too wrapped up in his own problems to give a care to anything. You see, �Shiro and Tai had a relationship, but it ended after �Shiro caught him in bed with a guy on his college soccer team. Poor Koushiro�s heart broke and he�s still picking up the pieces. So even if Tai wants a threesome, Yama and I wouldn�t do it cause of what he did to Kou-chan.

The lives of our friends remind me of a soap opera Yama and I watched once. Well, Yama tried to watch it, but I got bored and horny, so I tried to distract him from it. I guess it *is* difficult to pay attention to something when you�re being blown by your lover. At least it was for Yama, cause he kept moaning and bitching at me when I did it. Funny thing is that he never told me to *stop* the whole time I was doing it. I still think he wasn�t paying attention to that damn thing in the first place and just wanted me *to* get bored and horny.

Well, I suppose now�s the time I tell how it all happened. You know. It�s where I reveal the first time Yama and I ever made love to each other. Actually, our first time was flat out fucking. Yep. Not making love, nor even screwing, which still has emotional attachments no matter what any skeptics say, but flat out �want you in me, lube yourself up and fuck me NOW before I go crazy with lust for you� fucking.

When I think back, I�ve just got to laugh at the irony of it all. I had set out to seduce him into screwing me, wearing the tightest little tube top from Mom�s closet and the shortest micro-mini shorts I could find, but it ended up that he seduced me into screwing him. Yama had come over for the weekend to help me house-sit for Mom. She�d gone on a business trip to Osaka or someplace like that for a week or so. Yama was really there to make sure that I wouldn�t throw any parties or stuff like that while she was gone.

He was cooking breakfast when I came into the kitchen, making sure to wiggle my ass as much as I could when I walked up to him. �Hi Yama,� I breathed into his ear as sexily as I could. I giggled when I felt him stiffen in surprise, hoping I could get him to �stiffen� in other ways as well.

�TK, what the hell are you doing?� He looked at the clothes I had on and frowned disapprovingly at me. �And why the hell are you wearing that? It�s the middle of March for Christ sake.�

I pouted at him and batted my lashes as I wrapped my arms around his slim waist, bringing a hand up to toy with his nipple. He bit his lip and frowned, pushing me away roughly. But there was no use in hiding the fact that I *had* aroused him. I saw the lump in his black jeans before he turned back to the stove, blushing.

�What�s a matter, Yama? Don�t you want me?�

He looked back at me, shocked by my words. �Takeru,� he began slowly, trying to keep his voice calm as he looked me in the eye. �You�re my brother. My little brother. Even if I *did* want you, which I *don�t*, it wouldn�t be right to take advantage of you. You�re a hormonal fifteen year old boy and I can�t just take advantage of that fact.�

�Fine then,� I growled, hard as a rock and frustrated. Well, if he wouldn�t take me, I�d take him. That way, he wouldn�t be taking advantage of me. I waited a few tense moments until Yama turned back to the stove and then I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him once again. He growled warningly as he felt my hands on him again, but the growl disappeared as I let him feel my hardness against his thigh.

�Ta. Ke. Ru. I don�t want��

�This isn�t about you anymore, Yamato. *I* want to fuck you. Hard. And I know you want me to do it too. So I will. That way, you have me to blame afterwards.� I told him as I pushed against his inner thigh, hands tracing paths across hard muscle, lower and lower until my hand cupped him through his pants. I gave the bulge a little squeeze and heard him moan helplessly.

�Keru, I *do* want this, but I know it�s wrong. We�re brothers�I�m not supposed to let you do this. We�re not allowed to love each other like this�� he whimpered as I undid the button of his jeans and slowly rubbed myself against his inner thigh once again.

�Who says Yama? The bible? That�s an archaic piece of shit that contradicts itself[1].� I gripped his zipper with one hand and rested my other hand on his slim hip. He began moaning louder as I lightly stroked his hipbone with my fingers. What a weird erogenous zone. But I had other things to think of, mainly getting Yamato out of those goddamn jeans. The stupid zipper had gotten stuck and I was getting annoyed.

�No, not the bible�� he said, squirming in his need for me to touch him. Finally, I got fed up and broke the damn thing in my own need to feel his hot body.

�Then who?� I asked him and smirked as I slid my hand down his pants and past his boxers to caress the hot, needy flesh I found there. He gasped and thrust up into my hand.

�Everyone else��

�Forget them then. They don�t know us, Yama. They don�t know how much I love you and need you and want you.� I slid my free hand into his shirt and smoothly brought it up to stroke his chest and hardened nipples and down to run my hand over that tight abdomen.

�Nnnh�Keru, stop!�

�Why?� I asked, annoyed at his request, but still able to control myself enough to obey it. I still held onto his manhood, occasionally giving it a gentle squeeze.

�The food�s burning! SHIT!�

Quickly I detached myself from my brother and clicked off the stove burners. He lifted the pan from the stove, frowning at the charred eggs inside before he nonchalantly threw the pan in the sink, eggs and all.. Then he looked at me sternly. �This is your fault, Keru. Next time, try to seduce me in the living room, won�tcha? Otherwise, we�ll never be able to eat breakfast today.�

I grinned at him sheepishly before I realized he was smiling as well. Yama was teasing me. �Fuck breakfast, Yama. I�ve got more important things to do.�

�Yeah? Like what?� he asked, batting his eyelashes coquettishly like I had done earlier.

�You, for one. And you, for another.� I told him, lasciviously making eye contact as my arm wrapped around his waist again. This time he was facing me and I pressed my erection into his, both of us moaning.

�Hmm�Keru, do it. I need you so bad.� Yama begged as he bowed his head to capture my lips. I felt like we were floating on clouds as he kissed me, his trapped arousal poking insistently against *my* thigh this time. I opened my mouth and brought out my tongue to part his lips open. When he opened up, he brought his tongue out to tangle up with mine.

I hate to use such an old clich�, but his mouth was sweet like honey. Every kiss drove me higher and higher, and as peculiar as it seems, I got even harder than I was before. My erection was throbbing so hard it hurt. I just wanted to be in him so bad.

Finally, when the need got too much, I broke off the kiss and swiftly pulled down my brother�s pants and boxers. His hard-on jutted out, wet and eager at the tip and an angry red color as it stood out proudly. Damn, he looked so good, with his flushed face, dripping erection, and an almost virginal-like expression on his face. I couldn�t help myself from licking my lips in excitement.

�Let me taste you, Yama. You look so good,� I purred to him in a low voice as we both kneeled down on the tiled kitchen floor. I knew what I was doing from sharing a bed with Daisuke and Ken for a little bit. They were my first and taught me all I needed to know or thought I needed to know. So slowly, I pulled his erection up with my hands until it stood almost flat against Yama�s stomach. He shivered at my touch and watched as I licked his tip with my tongue, swirling it around the head of his penis.

�Keru�� I heard him mutter my name as I enveloped him into my mouth. I took him inside slowly, to make sure I didn�t choke on his length. He hissed at the wet pressure I was providing his manhood, tossing his head back. When he finally sat still, I started to suck, smiling around him as I felt hands bury into my hair. �So goood�.Keru, you�re soooo goood. More�.�

Hearing praise like that, well, how could I refuse him? I hummed with his length still in my mouth, only bothering to look up when he cried out and arched up against me. He was so ravishing I wanted to take him right then. Instead, I cupped his testicles in one hand, rolling them slowly around in their sac as I sucked him harder and harder. I felt him stiffen up right then and instinctively knew that he was almost ready to come, but he was trying to control himself so he wouldn�t come in my mouth.

I detached myself from him then, frowning. I looked at him, glistening with sweat as he tried to keep himself from climaxing. How frustrating is that when I want to taste him and can�t? Very frustrating, let me tell you. But watching him trying not to come was downright erotic. His eyes were half-lidded and sparkling while his cheeks were flushed and sweaty like the rest of him that wasn�t covered by clothing.

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