Like Hell if I Care (Bro/John)
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Like Hell if I Care (Bro/John)
Dave had told Bro that he was having a friend over while Bro was going to be out. He gave him the heads up that he was having company, both out of courtesy and necessity. He had called through the door of Bro's room several times to remind him, and he had even called through the door when his friend John got there. He even went to far as to tell Bro that John was going to sleep out on the futon while they had their movie night. He made sure he did everything in his power to make sure this didn't go badly.
John had fallen asleep sometime during their third movie, slumped over on the futon with one sock halfway off his foot. Dave had left the movie going in case he woke up, but laid the futon down and pulled a blanket over John before turning off the light and retreating back to his own domain for the night. He came back out after a few minutes to save John's glasses from getting crushed and put them on the coffee table before retreating into his room for good.
John had fallen asleep sometime during their third movie, slumped over on the futon with one sock halfway off his foot. Dave had left the movie going in case he woke up, but laid the futon down and pulled a blanket over John before turning off the light and retreating back to his own domain for the night. He came back out after a few minutes to save John's glasses from getting crushed and put them on the coffee table before retreating into his room for good.
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Despite every reminder Dave had sent Bro's way, he had forgotten one important detail: making sure that the messages were directed in a room his brother was actually in. Bro was miles away during the intervals that Dave had taken to remind Bro about his buddy coming over, busy cranking out beats with enough bass to turn the dance floor into a vibrating box filled to the brim with writhing silhouettes of bodies that cheered for more.
By the time Bro was home, it was just flipping back to a.m. territory, but still too dark out to necessarily be considered morning. He went through his usual routine in the darkness, setting his keys in the dish beside the front door, his gear on the floor, his hat on his gear, and his shirt and pants on his hat. When he was just about to set the cherry on top of the pile, that being his trademark anime shades, his vision was no longer obscured enough for him to not notice the body on his bed. The body of what looked to be a young male, probably around his brother's age.
Dave knew not to let in house guests without asking first, and he sure as hell didn't receive any texts while he was out.
He decided to accommodate this particular guest with his own personal house welcoming party. In this case, that was getting into bed with him with fifty something odd number of smuppets bunched between their bodies.
As soon as Bro was done meticulously placing the last smuppet, he carried Lil Cal from the TV stand and slipped under the covers, holding the puppet snug against his chest as he fell asleep.
By the time Bro was home, it was just flipping back to a.m. territory, but still too dark out to necessarily be considered morning. He went through his usual routine in the darkness, setting his keys in the dish beside the front door, his gear on the floor, his hat on his gear, and his shirt and pants on his hat. When he was just about to set the cherry on top of the pile, that being his trademark anime shades, his vision was no longer obscured enough for him to not notice the body on his bed. The body of what looked to be a young male, probably around his brother's age.
Dave knew not to let in house guests without asking first, and he sure as hell didn't receive any texts while he was out.
He decided to accommodate this particular guest with his own personal house welcoming party. In this case, that was getting into bed with him with fifty something odd number of smuppets bunched between their bodies.
As soon as Bro was done meticulously placing the last smuppet, he carried Lil Cal from the TV stand and slipped under the covers, holding the puppet snug against his chest as he fell asleep.
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John, as luck would have it, was a sleep cuddler. And not just any sleep cuddler. John Egbert was a Class A Heat Seeking Cuddler of the Agressive kind. The great wall of plush never stood a chance once Bro shifted just a little too close to it. John shifted and turned and wiggled his way through the puppets, and into Bro's arms. Well, Bro and Cal's arms.
He clung to him tightly, letting out sleepy little noises of contentment.
He clung to him tightly, letting out sleepy little noises of contentment.
Last edited by solarOrigins on Sun Apr 13, 2014 8:48 pm; edited 1 time in total
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Bro slid his arms around the warm body that had made its way over to him, sandwiching Lil Cal between them. Over time, the grip he had on John moved from casual hugging, to a constricting, possessive hold, added with long legs that interlocked around John's, effectively trapping the boy in place like some sort of twink cage. Unfortunately for John, this meant come morning, he wasn't going anywhere until Bro let him go.
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John was more than comfortable in the protective cage that was Bro's arms, even if Cal's head was squished against John's chest uncomfortably. With his face cushioned on Bro's chest, he drooled slightly, still clinging to Bro.
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Bro nuzzled John's hair, breathing softly into his locks as he slumbered on.
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John let out a sleepy snort and jerked, trying to tuck his head away from whatever nuisance was tickling his head, and trying to bring his knees up, one of which was between Bro's legs. He let out an unhappy grunt and tried harder to shift them up to his chest.
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Bro only rubbed himself against the limb that was trying to slide itself up between his legs, his thigh pressed up between the boy's legs in turn slid against John as he rocked his hips into him. It was gentle though, not even nearly enough to get himself hard, just a casual, pleasant friction he wanted to keep going.
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Still deep in slumber, John moaned loudly, switching from trying to curl up to trying to press himself closer to the thing in front of him that felt good. His grabby hands worming their way around Bro's neck, fingers working their way into his blonde spikes.
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Bro hummed softly into John's hair at the feeling of small fingers sliding along his neck and tangling into the hair on the back of his head. The familiar feeling of arms around Bro's neck coaxed him into keeping up his pace, rubbing his thigh just a bit harder between John's legs the longer he went on.
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John let out a breathy noise and rocked his hips. His fingers flexed in the blonde locks, and he whined softly when the pace wasn't fast enough.
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John's wordless please goaded Bro into going just a bit faster, his own breathing beginning to grow steadily heavier the longer he went on thrusting up against John's leg.
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John arched against him with a louder moan than before. His fingers tugged softly at Bro's hair and he rocked against his leg a few times more before gasping with a full body shudder as he came in his sleep.
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Bro stilled when he felt John go through the motions of an orgasm, letting out a pleased hum in his sleep. He didn't bother rocking any further, losing his focus when the wanton moans ceased.
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John shivered against him for a few minutes more until his body unwound and relaxed again. By the time he was totally lax again, his boxer shorts were soaked through, and his pants were quickly dampening as well.
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Once the moisture spread through far enough to sink through John's clothes, then Bro's, and finally reached Bro's thigh, Bro began to shift uncomfortably against John, his face pulled into a slight grimace. The feeling of something warm and wet on his leg started sending alarm bells to the back of his mind until his eyes started to blink open and ah. Dave's friend was a cuddler it seemed. A cuddler who... Bro's nostrils flared. His leg felt wet, but he didn't smell any piss.
"Hey," Bro muttered, untangling himself from Dave's friend. "Hey, kid, wake up." He shook his shoulder, trying to rouse him.
"Hey," Bro muttered, untangling himself from Dave's friend. "Hey, kid, wake up." He shook his shoulder, trying to rouse him.
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John groaned and bonelessly flopped over onto his other side, taking Cal with him. He clutched the puppet close to his chest as he curled in on himself somewhat.
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Bro sighed and rolled out of bed, making his way through the dark room until he reached the bathroom. He turned on the light and looked down at his leg to access the situation. Just a dark, damp spot pooled on his thigh. It didn't originate from his crotch area, meaning it likely didn't originate from him. He shucked off his pants and inspected it, running a finger over the mark. Sticky. He tasted it like he was some high profile, nutsy track hunter off the science channel. It tasted familiar. Alright, he'd be lying if he didn't know what it tasted like, but a part of him didn't want to believe what was on his pant leg.
He stared incredulously at his pants, then back at the wall towards the living room where the kid slept on. Then back again several times before he was rinsing his pants in the sink.
That kid busted a nut on his pants.
There was no way he wasn't getting back at him for ruining his pants.
He stared incredulously at his pants, then back at the wall towards the living room where the kid slept on. Then back again several times before he was rinsing his pants in the sink.
That kid busted a nut on his pants.
There was no way he wasn't getting back at him for ruining his pants.
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Dave's bedroom door opened and closed and suddenly Dave was in the bathroom doorway with his arms crossed over his bare chest. "Are you proud of yourself Bro?" he growled softly. "I was fucking sleeping"
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Bro tilted his head at Dave, his thumbs still furiously working at the transparent, milky stain he was trying to get out under the tap. "Dave, go back to bed. I won't be in here that long."
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"That's not what I was talking about. He's only seventeen" Dave glared, however ineffective it was from behind his aviators.
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Bro didn't catch on. "Seventeen is well above the age where he should be having wet dreams."
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Dave actually broke his poker face to give Bro a disgusted look. "That wasn't a fucking wet dream I saw with you out there all over him" he snapped
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All over him? What exactly did happen? "Dave, I don't know what you saw, but I just woke up all of maybe two point five minutes ago with your buddy's spunk on my leg. I'm the victim here, no, my pants are the victim here."
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"Whatever" Dave snapped "I can't even fucking have friends!" He flash stepped away before Bro could get another word in, slamming his bedroom door.
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