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Mika had been sixteen when his father had decided it was time to remarry, and for a time he hadn’t minded. He had found himself a great woman. She welcomed him into her heart and home as if he was one of her own (something Mika had desperately needed after his mother's passing).
For a time it was just the three of them in his home as his dad and her planned their small wedding. All was nice.
But seasons change and Mika is forced to meet her child for the first time. Panda (what a weird fucking name) hadn’t been much older than Mika,(only about 4 months). They had so much in common than they liked to admit, and yet, they clashed horribly.
Mika was quiet, Panda was loud. Mika was empathetic, Panda was selfish. Mika was self conscious, and Panda just loved to pick on that fact.
See the thing wasn’t so much that Panda was a bad person, it was that he was annoying. He got under Mika’s skin. Always pushing him, needling him with sarcastic comments and jabs. Panda would take things or move things of Mika’s just because he seemed to enjoy how riled up Mika got.
But it was still happening, years later and Mika was no closer to figuring out what was happening between and Panda. He couldn’t understand the…the tension between them.
He didn’t hate Panda but sometimes it felt like he did. There was something between them and he couldn’t for the life of him figure it out. Why did he like it so much when he was finally able to get under Panda’s skin? Why did his heart race and his palms sweat whenever Panda smiled? That wasn’t normal sibling behavior, Mika knew that much.
He remembers how it had only gotten worse after they both turned 18.
“Don’t you have anything better to do then annoy me? Don't you have a job to go to?” Mika spoke slowly, his voice growing stronger with each word.
His step brother shrugged. “No, not really,” Panda shrugged, smiling wide as he approached closer with a smirk, “Day off you know? Since when do you know how to read?”
Panda stepped forward, his hand gesturing to the book that Mika held to his chest as if Panda was going to reach out and take it from him. Mika's heart hammered nervously against his chest, suddenly afraid of being caught. Mika tried to scuttle back, as Panda sat down on the other end of the couch.
“Dude, what the frick?” Mika asked in shock, eyes going wide and jaw slacked with annoyance. Panda only raised a brow at you, earning a roll of your eyes. “Dude Mika stop being a pussy, just say fuck already.”
He was too close for comfort, Mika could practically feel his body heat radiating off him, and he had just tried to take his book from him.
Panda sat back with a knowing look; “Oh, I get it,” he spoke in a teasing tone, “it’s one of those books. Okay Freaka.”
“No!” Mika lied adamantly.
Yes. It was.
“Then you won’t mind if I take a look at it,” Panda spoke as he held his hand out, waiting unusually patiently.
What was his freakin deal?
“I-I'm going back to my room. Leave me alone please.” Mika said, fleeing the snickering from his brother.
Or there was the time;
“Hey! What happened to all my soylent? I was keeping it in the fridge for my after-workout snack!” Mika said with a raised voice, confused because he couldn't see it anywhere.
“Oh. That. I poured it down the drain. That shit is for sissies.” Panda chuckled, leaning against the wall.
Mika stormed up to him, putting his hands either side of his brother's head.
“Why the fuck did you do that? I paid for that with my own flippen money!” He snapped, getting madder as Panda just rolled his eyes.
“Oh yeah? Well sucks to suck then! What are you gonna do? Kiss me?” He smirked, leaning in to make Mika uncomfortable.
Mika flinched back, scrambling to get away, face bright red. “Get away from me you freak. Leave me and my soylent alone!”
And then today. Mika was trying to get ready to go for a run, but it was windy out. He looked around for his favorite hoodie, but he couldn't find it anywhere. He left his room, running through all the rooms until he glanced into Panda's room and froze.
The bastard was wearing his hoodie. Mika sighed, trying to calm his anger. It was a miserable attempt.
“Panda,” Mika said, trying to take a deep breath like his dad had taught him to do when he was mad. “Please, could you give me back my hoodie?”
“No,” Panda replied with a smirk, flipping through tik tok on his phone, audio cutting out randomly as he browsed.
Mika clenched his fists. “Dude come on. Please?”
“Are you fucking deaf? I already said no dipshit.” Panda replied with a glare.
Mika froze, trying to calm down. “I’m so sick of your shit,” Mika uncharacteristically growled, tugging the phone out of Panda’s unsuspecting hands. He threw on to the other end of the bed, not looking to see where it fell. “Give it back. Now.”
“Make me.” Panda said with that stupid smirk again, black hair just falling over his eyes slightly.
With a frustrated snarl, Mika launched himself at his stepbrother. They rolled around on the bed before crashing to the floor, landing in a heap.
“Give. Me. My. Fucking. Hoodie!” Mika gasped out in-between breaths as they wrestled. Mika was trying to tug the hoodie up and over Panda’s shoulders.
“Mika, stop,” Panda grunted, doing what he could to fight off Mika’s overwhelmed onslaught.
They’re somehow pretty evenly matched and Panda holds his own for a while but eventually Mika’s anger and his shitty day give him the edge he needs to pin Panda down. They’re both breathing heavily, glaring at each other.
Mika opened his mouth to gloat but before he could say anything he shifted his hips and sucked in a shocked breath. The room seemed to stand still, neither of them breathing. They both realized the position they were in. Mika realizes he's slightly hard.
Panda smirks up at him, daring him to say something. Anything. Mika is just going bright red, shame and embarrassment flooding through his system.
There’s a pause, a tense moment, and then Panda’s eyes flick down to Mika’s lips. For a single brief second, Mika thinks that Panda is going to kiss him. He waits with bated breath, fighting against the urge to close his eyes and tilt his head— fighting the urge to beg for a kiss.
And then the moment was over and Panda was pushing him off, bizarrely choosing to ignore Mika’s erection, surprising the younger. Panda clears his throat and looks away.
“We’ll never speak of this again. Stop stealing my shit.” Mika huffed, storming back out of the room before Panda could snap out of it and start bullying him.
—--
After Mika had left, Panda’s head thunked down on the carpet and he laid there, trying to catch his breath. God, he had almost given it all away. Had almost revealed that yeah, he wanted Mika to kiss him. He wanted Mika to do a hell of a lot more to him than kiss him. .
Panda sighed. Fuck, but it had felt good to have Mika on top of him, pinning him down. He wanted more of that. He would probably never get it again but at least it would give him something to jerk off to tonight.
As Panda collected himself off the floor, he realized that Mika hadn’t waited for Panda to give him his hoodie back before he hightailed it out of there. Huh.
—---
Mika gasps, desperately trying to catch his breath, standing outside the back door to the house. It's fine. He didn't need his hoodie anyway. Who cares if it's a bit chilly!
As he starts to run, he ignores how hard it is to run with an erection. He runs faster and faster, trying to escape his problems, trying to escape his step brother.
What kind of freak gets aroused by their step-sibling??
Mika keeps repeating that thought to himself when he gets in the shower to wash off the sweat and grime from his run.
He repeats it like a mantra in his head as he jerks off, cumming down the drain and feeling nothing but shame in the afterglow, water going cold from the amount of time he spent there. He dries himself off and skips dinner.
He can't bear to face Panda after that.
—-
A few days later, Panda wakes up with a start. He’s panting and his boxers are soaked and fuck. Pieces of his dream flash before his eyes as he remembers lips wrapped around his clit, thrusting his hips up and feeling his dick bump against his partner’s throat, spit slicked lips popping off his short length and gasping for breath.
Panda lay there, breathing heavily, boxers absolutely soaked. As the picture of his dream gains more and more clarity, Panda realizes with a start that the person sucking him off was Mika.
The second he realized that he reached down and sharply pressed his clit, feeling his stomach clench, coming immediately in his boxers. Holy fuck! He had never had an orgasm without fingering himself before.
He continued to lay there, catching his breath as his body trembled post orgasm. He needed to get up and wash off but he couldn’t move because what the actual fuck. No way did he just have a fucking wet dream about his step-brother— a dream that caused him to have the most intense orgasm in his life.
Nope. That had not just happened. Nope, nope, nope.
Panda got up to go to the bathroom to get cleaned up while he prayed that Mika was already asleep and wouldn’t hear him in the bathroom. It’s not like either of them had never taken a late night shower but it was usually something the other ignored.
He looked at himself in the mirror— taking in his flushed cheeks and the come dripping down his legs and thought to himself ‘I’m going to hell’. Averting his eyes from his upper body, dysphoria hit him suddenly and brutally.
Deciding against the shower, Panda just wiped himself off with a damp towel and then chucked it in the laundry bin. He’d deal with all of that shit tomorrow.
What did he do now? It’s not like he could just go up to Mika and ask if he wanted to hook up. They were step brothers. Sure, there was absolutely no biological relation or connection between them and they had only been stepbrothers for the last three years or so.
It wasn’t as bad as it could be, Panda could maybe have a chance. And who knows, maybe if they hooked up it would get the tension out of their systems and things could be normal between them.
Panda fell asleep to all those thoughts, trying to convince himself that he wasn’t an absolute freak for lusting after his stepbrother.
He lies in bed, thinking about his dream. In his dream he had been abducted and placed into one of those glory hole boxes, body strapped in and helpless. He couldn't move, and yet he felt safe, like this was his calling in some bizarre way.
His ears had perked up at the noise of steady confident steps behind him. To his complete shock they were surprisingly gentle, first gently stroking his ass and thighs, making him whimper quietly, before they began stretching him with their thick fingers. They took their time, making sure he wasn't in any pain or discomfort before slowly shoving their dick inside.
It was all Panda ever dreamed of. Someone fucking him gently, despite his attitude and personality. He just wanted someone to be kind to him, all his behaviour a bluff to push people away.
The dick inside him paused, waiting for him to adjust, waiting until Panda indicates he's ready. The stranger slowly thrusts inside him a bit, already messing up Panda's insides, making moans emanate from his mouth. They continued like that for some time, Panda almost drooling at how good the strangers cock feels all up in his business.
To Panda's shock the stranger pulled out, leaving Panda confused. He thought they were bored with him, before he heard the sound of the door opening. The stranger wrapped their strong hands around his hips and flipped Panda around before using their own strength to start bouncing him on their dick. Wow.
He dared to open his eyes, not sure when they had shut and make eye contact with his partner. Panda felt himself get wetter when he made eye contact with Mika, his kind eyes searching Panda's own for
… something.
Mika looked at him like he'd shone the stars in the sky, with such love and happiness that Panda actually felt giddy inside. His heart fluttered helplessly, feeling more and more attracted to his brother, dying to be kissed by him.
As Mika kept plowing inside him, Panda took a chance and reached for the other's face, pulling him in for a kiss. To his shock, right as Mika hit his g-spot their lips touched, making him groan into the other boy's mouth, lips mashing together in a clash of teeth and saliva.
“M-mika.. please..” Panda whined pathetically, unable to form a sentence longer than two words. “I-”
“Oh? My baby boy? Do you want me to touch your little dick here?” Mika smiled kindly, reaching a hand over and pressing his thumb to Panda's clit. Panda was flooded with waves of pleasure, Mika keeping his thrusts steady as he kept ruining the other.
“I'm close baby boy…” Mika groaned into Panda's ear, making him whine.
Panda needed to feel Mikas cum all up in his insides. He needed it now.
“Cum in me. Please Mika.” He whined out, pressing his forehead to the other.
“As you wish, my love..” Mika whispered, kissing him quickly.
Panda whined as he felt Mika cum deep inside him, so very close himself but not yet there. He whined as Mika pulled out, smiling down at Panda before setting him down.
“Where are you going? Ah-!” Panda whimpered, feeling gentle, plush lips wrap around his short bottom growth.
Mika lapped gently at it with his tongue, swallowing it down as far as it went, before using his fingers to gently find that spot inside Panda's cunt. Panda screamed in bliss, the pleasure so intense that he ended up accidentally waking up. He gasped, feeling around, shocked to find his pajamas soaked, and the fact he was on the verge of actually cumming.
Panda struggled to get back to sleep that night.
—---
“We both know you're all talk, Mika. If you actually did want this you wouldn't even do anything about it, it's kind of sad, really. Sometimes I wonder if your mouth can do anything except spew shit.”
“You know what? I'm so annoyed at you! Fuck you.” Mika spits, inching closer and jutting his chin out. “You're wrong. Besides, Aztro knows personally how much my mouth can do.”
Panda matches him inch for inch, leaning in so very close as Mika imagines he can feel the warmth of his skin radiating off of his, a few strands of hair gently tickling him.
“For some bizarre reason, I don't believe you. You're a little virgin pussy,” he smirks, a smug expression plastered all over his face.
Mika huffs, tilting his head and finally making direct eye contact with Panda, the effect hitting him like a physical blow.
Panda is way too beautiful, it's unfair how he can simply render Mika breathless, his own eyes lingering too long on the deep black of his brothers and slightly plump cheeks. “What, do you want me to like… show you, or something? Kinda weird of you to want that Panda.”
Eyes flicker up and down the length of his body, the tension collecting between them heavier than usual. “I would say yes… if I thought you had the guts to actually do it,” Panda says, rolling his eyes with a sneer.
Mika's entire body and heart wavers for a moment, both of them caught in a strange wave of mixing emotions, eyes darting to Panda's glossy, plump lips and back up to his dilated pupils.
Panda is the one who seems to break first, but Mika is the one who leans down to meet him, their lips meeting like they've done this a million times before, the tension snapping hard enough for Mika to gasp against Panda's wet mouth.
One of Panda's hands desperately twists in the front of Mika's hoodie, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into Mika's mouth like a challenge, which he more than eagerly takes up.
They fit together strangely well, pushing and pulling just like they do in speech, until Mika breaks away to breathe, eyes glued to the way Panda's lips are somehow even more gorgeous red and kiss-swollen.
“Is that all you've got?” Mika exhales out, but his voice is thin and wobbles slightly.
Panda pauses for a moment, breathing heavily, before he places a palm against the warm skin of Mika's chest and pushes him gently until he falls backwards onto the couch, making direct eye contact as he drops to his knees.
“That's not even the beginning of it,” Panda says, staring down at Mika, torso fit snugly in between his legs, who was not daring to look up just yet.
Panda can see clearly the way Mika's throat bobs on a swallow, one of his hands coming up to press at his fingertips before he realizes and lowers it again. “Go ahead, then. Do your worst.”
Mika groans as their elections suddenly press together suddenly, both of them rutting together like needy teenagers.
“Told you. Coward.” Panda says, reaching into Mika’s pants.
Mika shot up in his bed, panting heavily.
What the actual fuck?
Clutching his face with his hands, Mika desperately tried to not have another panic attack over this. His whole body felt warm, so very warm. He was sweat soaked and shaking.
He let out a long sigh, blinking his eyes to get used to the darkness in the room.
It was okay. It was just a dre- a nightmare. Just a nightmare.
His eyes lock on to the sight of movement in the dim room.
Was someone breaking in? No… wait.
What was Apandah doing in his room late at night? Didn't he have some anime waifu to lust over or something. Mika just huffed a frustrated breath out again.
“What are you even doing here? Come to make fun of me again? Can’t you take a hint from the fact I've been avoiding you? Go away.” Mika tried to sound annoyed, angry even, but it just came out breathless. He watched with keen attention as Panda just kept creeping closer, inching towards the bed.
“Hmmm. No, I'm not making fun of you. I'm actually doing something that we both secretly want,” Panda replied in a mysterious way. He didn’t give Mika a chance to process what he meant, climbing into his lap and closing the distance between their lips.
Mika couldn’t move, could barely breathe— his brain not quite catching up to what was happening right now. He felt Panda tense in his lap and realized he was just sitting there, frozen underneath Panda’s ministrations.
Oh. This was happening. To Mika's surprise he was strangely into it. He was still frozen in shock however.
Panda starts to pull back, his body growing more and more tense— probably thinking that he’s just made a huge mistake and misread the situation— when Mika’s brain finally comes back online and he gets with the program.
Mika slides his fingers into Panda’s hair and yanks, taking control of the kiss as Panda fricken whines into his mouth.
—---
“Fuck, fuck, goddamn it, Meeks,” Panda eventually mumbled into Mika’s mouth, before putting his own hands into Mika's, repaying the favor. Mika just moaned in reply, shoving his hands into Panda’s hair and tugging back, trying to regain control.
Panda snarls into the kiss and pulls back completely. Mika pathetically chases his lips but Panda stops him with a strong grip in his short black hair, tightening his fingers meanly into the dark strands when Mika now whimpers.
Panda smirks, before he starts to press bruising, wet kisses down the line of Mika’s bare throat, almost purring in satisfaction when Mika bares his neck without hesitation, submitting almost naturally.
Mika has now gone limp against him, he’s just soft and pliant in Panda’s arms, eagerly letting him use his mouth. Pure lust rushes through Panda, all he wants to do is use Mika. He wants to wring out every last drop of pleasure until it starts to turn to pain….
And then he wants to keep going. He wants to take and take and take until Mika gives, breaking his soul underneath him. He wants to see Mika bawl his eyes out— the thought of those pretty orbs filling with tears while Panda mercilessly rides him makes his dick twitch, hardening more than Panda even thought was possible.
He wants to brutalize Mika but most of all, he wants Mika to want it. He wants Mika to become addicted, to seek him out and be dependent on him. Rely on Panda for his pleasure.
—--
Mika also wants Panda to ruin him...
However…he really wants to put Panda in his place desperately… he guesses he will have to settle for being used as a toy for the other man. Honestly, he's just happy to even be doing this in the first place. Begging, pleading, being used, they all sound great to him.
Mika pulls back with a gasp, the intensity of his own thoughts and the burning desire in his veins overwhelming him. He needs to take a step back and clear his head so he can actually think. But when he pulls back, Panda follows, chasing his lips and reclaiming them desperately, burrowing closer.
Mika tries his best and returns the kiss but eventually he has to be firm, to pull back and hold Panda in a tight grip so he can't chase after him. They needed to talk urgently.
Panda looked at him through hazy eyes, his lips kiss swollen and spit-slick. Mika wanted another taste but he made himself be good, keeping enough distance between them so he could ask, “W-what are we even doing?”
“I didn’t think I would have to explain kissing to you, Mika. But alright, when people really like each other—”
“Shut up, Panda,” Mika growls. “That’s not what I meant. Isn't this kind of..like… wrong?”
Unable to use sarcasm as a first defence, Panda looked away, swallowing harshly. “D-do you want me to leave? I…”
“No. That’s not what I said and you know it," Mika replied firmly, gripping Panda’s chin with his hand and turning to face him, ignoring how red Panda got. “I don’t want you to leave. I-I just— this isn’t exactly how I saw the day going.”
And Mika can feel it already…
In his boxers. He's hard again… Already
Mika makes a confused noise at this realization. He means for it to sound angry, intense. It escapes his mouth as a shaky moan.
Panda grins, looking smug. “Okay ... .How did you imagine tonight going then?”
Not like this.. Kissing was okay but this?
This was embarrassing. He couldn't pretend to be the one in the right anymore.
Not with a fucking boner.
More humiliated, defeated groans leave Mika's throat the more Panda takes control. He doesn’t have control of himself anymore. He's so ashamed.
—--
And just in time, Panda catches on. It dawns on him.
“Oh,” he says, like he just realized something mundane, and not like his worst enemy is getting stiff at what’s happening between.
What he’s doing to him. Panda can’t help the sick grin that spreads across his face.
“You like this.”
“No.” Mika denied vehemently, shaking his head quickly. “N-no.”
“My filthy little brother likes putting his tongue in my mouth!” Panda teased, making Mika sputter, unable to form words.
Panda lifts Mika's shirt up even further to reveal his chest, licking his lips. So many places to mark…
“Cute. You're so strong Alex!”
“Don't call me that! Fuck you.” Mika snaps, looking away, but still not moving away.
Panda responds in a chuckle and shifts his position, hand on Mika's neck and his other around his pecs.
Mika doesn’t answer Panda's question, instead shifting his gaze from Panda to the ceiling fan. What he would give for the fan to be on right now. He feels hotter than he’s ever been in his life right now, but he's not making a move to get up and switch it on.
“We’re really like… doing this right now,” mumbles Mika, thinking out loud.
“Mhm.” Panda hums dismissively. “I mean. Why wouldn't we? Our parents are gone for the weekend.. it's not like they could catch us..”
Panda moves his fingers around, pinching Mika's nipples, rubbing over them with his thumb, kneading his tits. The sound of Mika's pathetic cries become more frequent. Panda doesn’t let up until he can feel the ever growing tent in Mika's pants against his ass.
He smirks and finally releases Mika's nipples.
Mika's eyes are completely shut. Panda calls out to catch his attention. “Hey. Mika.”
Mika furrows his brows and opens up his eyes. For a moment, Panda doesn’t know what to say to him, thinking in his head about what he could make the other do.
“Get on your knees,” he says… Demands.
—----
And Mika just simply… obeys. He doesn't even think of questioning the other.
He just kneels and watches, looking stunned as Panda pulls his shirt off. He looks shocked as the other removes a binder from under his shirt.
This whole time how had he not known his brother was a trans man???
—---
Panda takes in Mika's shocked look, wanting simply to giggle at his confused and lost expression.
“Oh my dear, little brother, you still have so much to learn. Did my name honestly not give it away? What kind of person names their child Apandah?”
“Um…” Mika doesn't even bother replying.
Panda just strokes Mika's cheek, before he pulls his own pants and his boxers down his thighs to expose his body. Mika is stuck, on his knees, waiting. Like a whore.
—--
What’s happening to me? Why am I doing this?
As if his opinion of himself in the moment could get any lower, it somehow does as soon as Panda shows his fingers to him. He keeps them still, nearly an inch away from his quivering and now eager lips. Panda looks amused at how desperate he is.
“Suck my fingers you fucking slut,” Panda demands and it takes a minute for Mika's brain to finally catch up and actually understand, but when he does, Mika obeys eagerly, yet again.
Mika keenly takes three of Panda's fingers into his mouth all at once, making the other coo softly at him, feeling a soft hand on his head.
“Good girl, get em nice and wet for me. Gotta get 'em ready.”
Mika jolts at the praise flowing over him and making him feel good. He liked it.
In his normal state of mind, Mika might ask what he's getting Panda's fingers ready for.
Unfortunately for him, his headspace right now is anything but normal. He distantly understands what comes after this, and he feels…
Excited. Mostly. He wonders if he’s really lost it. Probably.
Mika quietly hums as Panda's fingers start to fuck his mouth, lapping at them like hes eating the most delicious icy pole.
Mika stays still on his knees obediently using his tongue to play with Panda’s digits which are absolutely violating his mouth and throat. He moans against the fingers so that Panda can feel his pleasure in the vibrations on his skin. Panda scoffs at this.
“Does being a whore just… come naturally to you Mika?” Panda sneers, continuing his degradation. “You can pretend you’re like…unaffected by it, all you want.. But we both know, you're so fucking good at it.” Mika whimpers at the comment, brain fog rolling in.
“Mmmm not a whore…” he weakly denies, breath hitching as he thinks about it more..
—--
“Are you sure about that?” Panda smirks, loving the way Mika gets flustered and nervous at the smallest of comments.
“Oh my god,” he just groans, looking away.
Panda loves how flustered he looks. Mika looks wrecked and he's barely even done anything to him yet. God.
Mika flinches back in shock when he feels Panda's hand, (the one that was inside his mouth) slap his ass.
And again. Twice, so hard it must really sting.
It’ll probably leave a mark, much to Panda’s joy.
—--
Mika is taken aback, yet again, by Panda suddenly using all of his strength to push Mika backwards, onto his back like a helpless turtle. Mikas heart jolts at the feeling of falling, pausing when it realises he's okay.
He cries out loud when his cock is roughly released from between his thighs, finally out and exposed for Panda to see and judge. He's fully erect now, his hard-on impossible to ignore at this point.
For himself, and also for Panda.
He may be twunk like, but at least he’s decently sized down there. He hopes it's good enough for his brother.
He then thinks about what a deranged thought that is.
“Holy shit,” Panda says under his breath, sounding chuffed. “You really did like all this stuff. You liked me hitting you. Whore.”
Panda's….right. Mika can’t remember the last time he was ever this hard, if he ever has been this hard before. What makes Panda so different? Why is he special?
Why did it have to be his fucking brother?
“So fucking pretty…” Panda whispers to himself eagerly before nodding to himself. "I need you inside me now. Yes. Yes.”
Mika gulps hard at the words from Panda and shuts his eyes nervously, unable to look at the other. “I um.. ha-haven’t done that before-”
“Shut up. I'll show you, just be good and I'll give you a good first time. Ruin you for others…” Panda interrupts him. He moves slowly along Mika's body to then face his cock, stopping for a minute. “If you wanna be cocky, I won't let you finish. It's pretty simple.”
Panda just sits there and looks. It's like he's trying to figure out what his next move is.
Mika takes a peek at the scene in front of him, but the minute he catches a glimpse of Panda leaning down again, he shuts his eyes. He doesn’t think he can bear to watch this sinful scene with his eyes.
What would his parents think?
It's all for naught as his eyelids fly back open, the minute he feels a tongue traveling up his shaft, pleasure splinters through his body.
“W- Woah- hey! U-um what are you doing?” he cries out, sounding shocked, before raising his head back up to get a look at what the hell Panda is doing.
“Gotta get it all nice and wet first, I am not gonna be putting this monster in me dry.” Panda answers, plainly, like it was obvious. “I don't have a death wish, man.”
Mika sighs and lays his head back again.
What is he doing??
Mika just tries to let Panda do what he’s going to do anyway. It seems like he knows best, anyway, compared to Mika's absolute lack of sexual knowledge. He thinks it might be better to just let Panda completely take control.
Panda continues licking, up and down. He'll start at Mika's balls and go all the way up to his tip. So slow it’s torturous. He hums and pulls away.
“Wonder if I can deep throat this thang.” He murmurs, mostly to himself as he's sizing it up. “Probably…”
Mika winces, not sure he heard that correctly. “Wh-What? Man this is already like… really weird.”
“Oh, no! It's a bit weird!” Panda says sarcastically. “Do you honestly doubt me?”
“I don't-“ Mika falters, finally swearing again. “I don't um ..give a fuck.”
“Wow Mika, finally becoming a man today! In more ways than one.” Panda hums again, content. “Why don’t I believe you, however? It seems you want me to do it.”
—---
Before Mika can reply, he makes an attempt at fitting the entire length of his dick down his own throat. He gags when Mika's tip hits the back of his throat too fast, choking and pulling away again. Mika can probably hear him.
So much for Panda knowing best.
“Okay… that was a bit optimistic, i think i went too fast,” Panda says once he catches his breath. He goes slower on his second attempt.
Much better.
Panda continues, sucking up Mika's cock, nice and slow. He hopes it’s fucking excruciating for him. At least judging by the noises Mika makes as he does it, it is.
His original intention with this was just to tease Mika. Get him lubed up.
He didn’t realize how much he would like this. Did he have an oral fixation? Probably.
Every pleasured sigh from Mika makes his core somehow wetter. The sensation of his cock on Pandas tongue makes his own clit throb. The sound of his own disgusting slurping makes him have the urge to close his thighs around his pussy, just to get some form of relief.
Anything.
He can’t wait to have Mika inside of him anymore, can’t handle the thought of being empty for a second more. Maybe Panda's gone stupid too. Shit.
Panda finally releases Mika from his mouth and quickly goes to remove every layer of clothes blocking him from his prize as fast as he possibly can, tossing his underwear, everything beyond reach. He doesn’t care anymore.
He enjoys the look of nervousness Mika has on his face when Mika eyes his crotch region. Panda shivers when the air in the room hits the spot between his legs where he’s soaked in his own fluid. Mika whines nervously, unable to form words.
“Oh hush Mika. Let your big brother take care of you. It's okay.” Panda soothes, ignoring the whimper from his brother.
He finds… a surprising amount of warmth when he sits on Mika's cock. He focuses on grinding down on him, letting him feel the wetness now coating Panda's folds, Mika heaving in stuttering anxious breaths as he tries to hold back.
He slaps Mika's face, lightly, to get him to open his eyes again, get his attention.
“Hey. Look.”
Mika shakes his head, being annoyingly stubborn. “No no no no. This is so so wrong.”
“Mika, come on. You're so fucking hard for me, you cant say you dont want this. It's not like we're actually related. Look at me.”
Mika breathes out through his nostrils, now annoyed. He reluctantly looks Panda in the eyes. “What is it Panda?”
“If i'm gonna be so fucking nice and actually ride you, the least you can do is actually look at me. Bitch.” Panda scoffed, rubbing himself over the head again.
Mika rolls his eyes. “Fine.” he moves his gaze over to where Panda is waiting, positioned just above him. “I'm looking, okay? Get on with it.” he huffs, trying to pretend he's feeling more confident.
“Mmmm much better...” Panda gets on his knees and moves his hands back to Mika's chest. “Very good,” he says to himself.
Panda steadily moves down onto Mika's length, panting as he does. His breaths start to quiver. He's losing his confidence and virginity, but somehow not his eagerness.
“Ooooooooh, fuck…” Panda whines as he feels his hymen tear, pain rippling through himself for a brief second.
Something then clicks in Panda's brain.
This is not what he set out to do when he moved in with the other. He was supposed to trigger the other enough to make him move out! What the fuck is he doing here losing his virginity to the guy he hated?? It's like he’s finally being hit with the reality of it all, but it’s too late to turn back now.
Nevertheless, he is fucking loving this. He loses himself in the thrill. The fact he's also taking his younger brother's virginity just makes him so much wetter.
—----
Mika (as much as he would love to deny it) also shares the same sentiment. He finds himself quickly needing to bite his thumb in order to keep himself from being too loud.
He's already going wild at the feeling of himself, halfway in Panda's tight hole, and he honestly doesn’t know how he’ll feel once Panda makes it all the way to his base. He's losing his virginity to his brother! What the fuck is he doing? Why is it so good? Why does the forbidden nature of it all make it feel so much better??
God he may just cum instantly.
And before he knows it he’s there. Fully sheathed inside.
Shit.
Mika glances over at Panda, who looks down at himself and chuckles. “Oh man, that’s…” he starts trying to ride at a slow pace. “That’s um kinda weird….”
“Huh? Don’t tell me you haven’t done this before either,” Mika says between labored huffs, trying to catch his breath. He was taking his brother's virginity too? What the fuck??
“Uhh.. No… I mean…Just with like…toys, not- not a real one,” Panda responds, slightly nervous but breathy. “Feels different. You're like ..um. All warm. So good.”
The two stay like this for a while, Panda rocking back and forth. Both of them get adjusted to the way it feels.
—------
Panda decides to start properly moving as Mika dares to break the silence.
“Is it… is it good too? I mean. F-for you?” He nervously asks.
Panda however, doesn’t hear him, too busy listening to what his own pussy sounds like sliding around. It's kinda…..
“What?”
“Does it feel good?” Mika asks again, in fewer words this time.
Panda seems to take a minute to think over Mika's question, nodding enthusiastically. “Fuck yeah. Do you like it?”
Mika nods yes, immediately. “It d-does. Why does something so w-wrong feel so good.”
Panda chuckles at how nervous Mika is. “I can go a little faster. Would you want that?”
“Yeah,” Mika murmurs, so quietly that if Panda wasn’t listening, he might’ve missed it.
He picks up speed and starts to slam down on Mika, hard and fast. Mika starts caressing his tits too, while they’re in reach. It’s like he’s drunk on the feeling. Mika's moans build up louder again.
—---
“Ah- fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck…Why so.. so good…” he mutters, over and over and over again. Panda's too wet, too tight, too good at this. If he keeps it up, he’ll… shit too late.
“I-I’m gonna-” Mika moans.
“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Panda jumps off of his dick, ending Mika's pleasure again. “Can’t have you finishing up already,” he pants. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Panda crawls to the other side of the mattress and lays down, spreading his legs open. “Come here puppy,” he orders. “Your turn, on top.”
Mika does as he’s told, but nervously. Again, he doesn’t really know what he’s doing.
At all.
He positions himself, much like Panda was, just a moment ago, on his hands and knees. His black pretty hair falls just past his shoulders, fluffed up and messy from Panda playing with it before.
“I'm tired and I think you should do the work for a bit,” Panda tells him.
He then wraps his legs around Mika's hips and pulls him inward. Mika's breath wavers, inexperience making him shy.
“Okay, I seriously really haven’t done this before,” he laughs nervously again, swallowing.
“You’ll do great. In fact. I’ll make sure you do.” Panda pulls him in even further, Mika's tip now brushing up against his swollen t-dick. “F-fuck. I’ll teach you, good little pup.”
Mika chews on his bottom lip, tense. He did like the praise..
Panda leans up. Mika thinks he's going to kiss him and gets ready. When it doesn’t happen, some part deep inside him feels disappointed. He forces himself not to pout.
“Fuck me baby brother,” Panda says, into his ear. It’s like he’s placing a curse on him.
Maybe he is, and once Mika starts fucking him, he won’t be able to stop.
But just like he’s done their entire time together, he obeys. Obedient. Like a dog.
There’s something different about the way Panda feels when Mika gets to be on top. He doesn’t know if he has a preference.
He does like having more control. Putting Panda in his place.
“F-Fuck, yeah, just like that!” Panda cries when he rams into him harder, deeper, faster. “Fucking perfect, keep going.”
—----
Mika's fucking excellent at this, as far as Panda's concerned. He goes faster when he asks, harder when he tells him to. He just needs a little direction, that’s all. Like a lost little puppy, Mika will do anything for praise.
“Come on, you don’t have those big arms just for lifting weights, do you, Mika? Fuck me. Break me. I can take it.” Panda bragged, watching Mika not even question the order.
Mika moves his arms up to Panda's shoulders to hold him down, to keep him in place. The sound of his pounding into Panda's destroyed pussy is now kind of sickening and yet titillating all at once.
“Oh my god…” Panda moans out. “Such a good puppy, so fucking good for me,” he babbles. Who knew he'd been missing out on all of this for so long??
The expression on Mika's face changes, mid-fuck, like something just occurred to him. Panda doesn't think too much about it.
—-----
Mika is stunned when the thought flickers into his brain.
He's in charge here now.
Everything’s so loud in the room, between the wet slap of both mens’ flesh and Mika's desperate moaning. It feels so fucking loud, like everyone in the world can hear them committing this sin.
It’s not long at all before Mika's back there again.
“I'm- hm,” he breathes out, “Getting close.”
“Cum in me, baby brother.” Panda begs in a sickly sweet tone. His voice masks the true depth of what he’s asking.
Mika's gladly taken all of Panda's orders, up until this point. This is a line he doesn't want to cross. His hips come to a screeching halt.
“I-I don't think I should. I really can’t,” he protests. Panda whines needily.
“Please, please…” he begs. “Mikaaaaaa.”
“I could get you pregnant. N-no.” Mika's not going to budge… not without a trade..
He pulls out.
Mika takes his cock in his hand, about to finish himself off when he thinks of something else. Gears begin to turn in his head.
A way to get… even..
“Wait. Hang on. I’ll cum in you.” Mika starts
Panda looks at him, confused. “But, you just said-“
Mika smirks, continuing; “I’ll only cum in you, if you apologize for all the shit you've done to me.. All of the anguish and suffering.”
—----
Panda sighs, rolling his eyes. Of course. He can have what he wants, but there’s always a fucking catch.
Panda should have expected this.
“I promise,” Mika says, looking down at him.
The command feels awkward, coming from Mika. He doesn't look used to taking the reins. He's probably more used to submitting, taking commands.
Much to the others' shock, Panda can actually submit too. If he wants to.
“I-im sorry Mika. I really am. You didn't deserve all the shit I threw at you… I’m sorr-” he's cut off, by a finger twisting his nipple. Panda moaned, hips thrusting.
Where had this sudden confidence come from?
“Yeah. Yeah we both know you don't mean it.” Mika huffs out, looking bored.
Shit.
“N-no I do.. I was just… you're so handsome.. I wish I could look like that.” Panda quietly admitted, being more honest this time.
The gender envy he got looking at Mika haunted him initially, growing into hatred over petty reasons.
“Oh. Um. Thank You? Um. Okay uh… turn over lets um do this.” Mika mumbled, easily accepting what the other said as truth much to Panda's relief.
Panda lays on his belly, now resting his face in his arms. He flinches as he feels Mika's fingers, brushing through his now sensitive folds, then exhales. He even reaches down and spreads himself open for Mika.
Panda sighs, blissful as Mika gently grazes his pussy, rubbing circles over his hole, swiping his still-throbbing clit with his thumb.
Then, Mika moves up.
Moves up to Panda's second hole. His eyes widened. Oh shit.
Mika rubs at his entrance and giggles. “You know, you’ve got kind of a cute ass on you, Panda…” he rubs harder, just for a moment, then stops. “You’re adorable. I kinda wanna…. Wouldn't it be a shame to not test this one out too? What if it's an even better fuck Panda?”
Panda was slightly taken aback by how cosy and confident Mika had gotten. Had that apology inflated his ego? He was nervous.
“W-where’s this coming from?” Panda asks, trying not to stutter.
This version of Mika is not like the Mika from a couple minutes ago.
Mika just laughs at his confusion, gripping Panda's cheeks with his hands and spreads him open again with his thumbs.
“You're so cute Pan Pan.” Mika cooes.
Panda flushes nervously at the praise. Mika's definitely possessed by something, but he’s not complaining. He'll see where this goes.
Mika leaves one hand there to hold him open, but uses his other hand to continue rubbing Panda's ass open with his fingers.
A sob suddenly escapes Panda's throat when they finally push inside of him, lubed up from the fluids he gathered from Panda's pussy.
“Holy- Oh shit! What are you d-doing?” Panda weakly protests, not even trying to stop him.
Mika keeps himself inside him, but doesn’t move. He's letting Panda get used to the feeling.
“You okay?” he asks, casually.
Panda just nods.. “M’ doing fine.”
Mika hums, content with his reply, and starts to finger fuck him. Except Panda's never been fucked in the ass before by anything. It’s so new to him, and he’s so so overwhelmed.
Mika doesn’t give him time to think about it too hard, before he leaves him again.
Panda can’t see Mika, but he can feel him, climbing up his body. He can hear his breathing.
Panda looks up from the mattress and just barely catches a glimpse of Mika's fluffy black hair forming a dark shadow over his head. At the moment, he thinks it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He wishes he could take a picture.
Panda's breath catches in his throat when he feels Mika's cock start pressing into his ass.
He almost suffocates when Mika starts to thrust into him. When he finally remembers how to breathe, he yelps loud, muffled by the mattress he’s buried his face in.
Mika fucking him like this feels so alien, so good, so utterly nasty. The sounds that rise out of him are somewhere between guttural wails and gratified moans, barely suppressed by the fabric of the bed. He raises his head and lets himself scream out into the air, unblocked. It might be loud enough to hurt your ears.
Thank fuck their parents weren't home.
—---
Mika on the other hand devolves back into mostly loud groans as he pushes himself into Panda.
This is new to him, too.
Again, it doesn’t take long for Panda's insides to start rubbing against him the right way.
He's getting close, again, and this time he’ll make good on his promise. Uphold his end of their deal. Mika tries to be a man of his word, after all.
“I didn’t think I’d get there so fast, I’m already about to cum,” he laughs. "You feel so good, little cub.”
Panda makes a strangled noise in response. His mind it seems is too lost in the moment, and his throat is probably too sore to say much else.
“God,” Mika continues. “I'm gonna cum inside, Panda. Just like you wanted, yeah?”
“Mhm.” Panda gasps out, drooling.
And Mika does.
His orgasms hit him like a truck- he didn’t even think he could come more than once before now. He places a firm grip on Panda and holds him close to him, before deciding to swiftly pull out and swap back to Panda's pussy.
It's not his problem if Panda's own request backfires on him.
—----
He can feel Mika sigh, right on the back of his neck, pleased.
Relieved.
Panda swears he can feel himself getting filled to the absolute brim; he also can't believe the sounds coming from his mouth- or his hole as Mika continues pumping through his climax are really coming from himself.
It's like a year passes before Mika sighs and pulls back out.
Exhausted, he falls back on the mattress, right next to Panda's twitching body.
God shit. He's so close. Fuck..
—---
Mika is so tired. He wants to sleep for a thousand years but…
He's not finished yet, he needs to make sure Panda is doing okay.
Make sure he came.
Clean him up.
Fuck..
Mika just needs a rest.
—---
Panda does his best to copy Mika and slowly moves himself around to lay on his back.
He's still weak, cunt still throbbing so much it actually hurts. His entire body’s like a putty or jelly. He can also feel Mika's cum, leaking from his pussy slowly.
“I don’t know what came over me.” Mika huffs out.
Panda says nothing. He doesnt think he can speak right now. The two stay in the silence for a bit, taking in the noises of each other's panting.
“Hey,” Mika murmurs, trying to get Panda to pay attention to him. Frowning, he climbs on top of him again, then settles his lips on to Panda's neck. He's kissing him again.
“You’re doing okay?” Mika asks, still moving down Panda's body, kissing as he goes.
“Mhm.” Panda's ability to speak is still lost.
“Did you cum?” Mika takes a pause from kissing Panda's nipples to look up at him.
Panda shakes his head. He hasn’t.
Mika makes a sound like he’s found the solution, and continues planting kisses on Panda.
On his breasts, down his stomach, all the way to his dick. Panda's breath gets heavy when Mika confidently licks his aching pussy. He reaches down and grabs Mika's head, forcing his face further between his legs.
Fuck yeah…
Mika's never eaten anyone out before, but it feels instinctual to him.
He licks up Panda's hole, before his tongue is plunging into the sensitive hole. Mika lets his nose rub at his dick, while slurping his own seed out of Panda.
When Panda regains his voice, all he can do is swear and chant Mika's name like a mantra.
“Fuck, yeah, Mika keep fucking going, don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop…please…” he hisses, desperate, over and over again.
—---
Mika honestly doesn’t think he’s able to stop. Not until Panda cums. He'll eat him out for the rest of his life if he has to.
Mika doesn’t have to, though.
It’s when Panda's mewling cries get louder and hungrier that Mika can tell he’s about to hit his peak.
Panda's thighs close in around his head, locking him in place, and he grabs Mika's hair into his fists.
Mika buries his tongue deep inside of Panda, feeling him throb as he cums on his tongue.
He can hear Panda scream again, louder this time, purely animalistic, from between his legs.
Mika quietly groans against his cunt in satisfaction, tasting the new cum coating his tongue and lips.
—---
Panda has no idea when Mika departed from his pussy, or when he started wiping the cum off of him with his own shirt.
The concept of time has honestly gotten away from him. All he can think about is the aftershocks from his orgasms moving through him. It takes something out of him every time. He honestly thinks he’ll pass out any moment now.
Mika lays down next to him, leaning his head on Panda's shoulder. He shyly then reaches an arm across, pulling Panda even closer, pressing his face near Panda's breast.
“I still don't fully forgive you.” He mumbled into Panda's chest, Panda just rolling his eyes.
“Yeah yeah. I get it. If you keep doing this to me every night, I think I'm down to start being nicer to you.” Panda scoffed.
Mika hummed as a response, nuzzling closer. “Mmm I guess we could… sort something out..”
Panda snorted. Of course he couldn't resist.