Manic the Hedgehog had been living in a dream for the past year. He had to have been, because he was sure the last year of his life was way too good to be real. Just 12 months ago,  he was a no good bum in the gutters of Mobotropolis, scraping a living from picking pockets, and dishing out blowjobs to other, more successful criminal lowlifes. He slept on a new couch each night, and his only joy was the brief high he got from the pot he spent most of his money on.

Now, he was on the top of the world, and not just psychedelically. He was now the drummer in the newest hit band, their concerts sold out months in advance. He now had a room over his head, more money in the bank than he could count, (more edibles than he could eat) and like most rockstars, wannabe groupies in the thousands. But most importantly for Manic, who grew up cold and alone, he now had a family of his own. There was his sister Sonia, a bit snobby and quick to judge, but in the months he'd known her she had been more loving and kind than anyone he'd ever known. And then there was his brother, Sonic.

And here was the major problem in his perfect world, and that was his brother. Because, whilst the logical side of his brain kept telling him that this young hedgehog was his own flesh and blood, his hormones knew only one thing. His brother was fucking hot. His deep green eyes, the gaze of which Manic often felt trapped by, and his perfectly groomed, brilliant blue quills. Words couldn't properly describe how drop dead gorgeous Sonic was. Had he been any other guy, Manic would've made a move ages ago, but cruel fate had other plans.

~Ding~

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of the microwave from the tiny kitchen in their trailer, which meant only one thing, his 'brownies' were ready.
Just the thing to help me chill out hehehe. Unfortunately for Manic, he had barely taken them out when the trailer door swung open. Stepping inside was his sister Sonia, and if her face was anything to go by, she wasn't happy.
"There you are Manic! I need you to come work this crowd, sign some autographs or something!" Manic's face fell.
"Aww, but Sonia-"
"No buts Manic, Bartleby's invited me out and I can't find Sonic, so put those down and take over!" Sighing to himself, Manic put the plate down on a coffee table and followed his sister outside.

His attitude pretty much melted away once he got to the line of screaming fans, each one calling out to him. After all, if it weren't for them, he'd probably still be living cock to mouth. And so he made his way down the line, signing autographs, smiling for selfies, and blowing kisses. After about half an hour he'd pretty much dealt with all of them, and so with a final wave he turned back and walked up the little ladder to the trailer door, brushing a hand through the wild spines on his head.

"What the heck!" He exclaimed as his eyes widened in surprise at the scene that greeted him. There on the couch, spread out without a care was his brother, and the plate on the table was empty. Not even a crumb was left, and from Sonic's face, Manic immediately knew why.
"Heyyy bro, looking good. Did you get a haircut? Wait! Do we have hair?" The pink eyes with half closed lids, and the wide goofy smile were clear indicators that Sonic had swiped his brownies.
"Fuck, Sonia's gonna kill me! Uh, okay. I can handle this." He tried to convince himself, sitting down on the couch next to Sonic, who was staring into space.

Gently, Manic wrapped an arm around Sonic's neck, pulling his brother closer.
"Hey Sonic, you feeling alright?" The blue hedgehog slowly turned to him.
"Oh hey Manic, looking good. Did I already say that?"
"Uh yeah, hehehe."
"But you do look good though-" he mumbled before growling, -"real good..."
Um, okay... Manic could feel a blush rising on his muzzle. Sonic had clearly taken the closeness the wrong way though, as he groggily lifted up and sat on Manic's leg, turning to face the green hedgehog, his own flushed muzzle matching his brother.

What the fuck is happening!? He thinks I look good, he's climbing on me? He's, he's high. This means nothing, he's just really- Manic's train of thought was interrupted by a sudden realisation.
For real universe? I'm getting a boner now!? Manic looked into Sonic's stoner eyes, hoping he was too 'far out' to notice the erection right in front of him.
"Kinda, kinda close eh Sonic? You can't be comfy right?" Sonic just stared right at him before letting out a little giggle.
"You got a nice dick."

And with those words, everything changed in an instant. Sonic's arms suddenly sprang forward and wrapped around his green brother's neck, and his lips came crashing down onto Manic's own.
Fucking Chaos, he's kissing me! Manic was frozen, sitting there wide eyed in shock as Sonic continued making out with him, a thousand thoughts rushing through his head.
I gotta pull away, I can't kiss him! It does feel good though... No! This is, this is, this... Manic's thoughts slowly melted away as he let his eyes close, his arms wrapped around his brother's waist, and he began to kiss back.

After a few minutes Manic finally came up for air, panting gently along with Sonic, the faint taste of his brother's breath on his tongue. He smacked his lips a few times to take in the odd flavour, noting to himself that chilidog, brownie, and pot don't go together. Laughing gently, Manic thought aloud.
"Woah dude, your breath stinks!" His goofy smile turning into a smirk, the stoned hedgehog replied.
"Well, if you don't like kissing my mouth, you'll have to kiss my ass instead."
Note to self: Sonic is a flirty stoner.
"Radical, now spread 'em for me."

They both changed position, with Sonic leaning against the back of the couch, and Manic on his knees on the floor, the blue blur's ass spread open in his hands. For a moment, the green hedgehog hesitated, but as he stared at Sonic's quivering hole, those thoughts disappeared with a throb of his shaft.
I can't believe it, I'm actually gonna rim Sonic! Not wanting to wait another moment, Manic leant forward, planting a kiss right on his brother's hole, the taste of his slightly spicy ass tingling on his tongue.
"Oh, Manic..." the blue blur groaned, "e-eat me out..."
With pleasure. Manic thought as he began to prod the ring of muscle with his tongue.

"Ahh! God, it's so damn good..."
Tentatively, he closed his eyes, brushing his hqnds over the soft cheeks as he slipped inside Sonic's rectum, the strong, spicy flavour filling his mouth. Manic wasn't expecting to make his brother's whole body quake and shudder, but he couldn't deny how good it felt to hear Sonic's moans as he began to lick his prostate.
"Ugh, oh! Man, m-man, ah!" Sonic moaned, unable to form words in his high and horny state.
That's it bro, moan for me! The green hedgehog thought as he explored every inch of Sonic's inner walls, pleasuring him with the tip of his tongue.

"T-Th-This is... m-maa-my favourite..." the blue blur panted, "aaaaaahh... s-so... g-good..."
It's incredible, Manic thought to himself as he continued to eat out Sonic's asshole. He felt his brother's ass cheeks tremble in his hands as Sonic lost himself in pleasure, the tongue's movements sending waves of pleasure over his entire body.
Manic let out a satisfied moan as he pulled back at last, removing his tongue from Sonic's hole.

"Hah, hah... hey Sonic? How about we-" just as Manic was about to suggest they take things further, the door to the trailer swung open, and although he couldn't see who it was, he could definitely hear who it was.
"-course I'll stay over, let me just tell my..." Sonia's unmistakable voice stopped as she came upon the state her brothers were in.
"Bartleby, I'm going to have to call you back." Closing her phone with a snap for effect, Sonia just rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Sheepishly, Manic stood up, trying to find the right words to explain himself while Sonic just turned and waved, as if nothing was wrong.
"You know what? I'm not even going to ask at this point. I figured you had a thing for Sonic, but I didn't realise he shared your brother kink." Manic was taken aback.
"Wha, brother kink? I don't have a brother kink!"
"Whatever Manic, I'm staying at Bartleby's, so you two can do whatever brother kink stuff you want. At least you're not still moping about the last one." She said before turning to leave. Before she did though, Manic replied.
"For the last time, I don't have a brother kink! And for the record, I never moped over Scourge!"

THE END