13 comments/ 19740 views/ 12 favorites You're My Devil, I'm Your God By: adonis22 He has a heavy, penetrating look that is laid bare, turned inside out, exposing all the feelings and thoughts. From him you have nowhere to go. Akio took a deep breath into burning lungs, trying to calm the approaching nausea, but just felt a wave with a bang. Breathing convulsively, the young man stood up, clutching his hands under the table on his knees and tried to calm down. Aching shoulder, abdomen, chest, ribs. Ached and ached the entire body. He wanted to shrink into a ball and forget about everything, but for him it was an impermissible luxury. You cannot have guests noticed the weakness of His younger brother, you cannot embarrass Him. Akio slowly looked up at his brother. So cold, firm, confident. In his twenty six he was head of the Supreme Division. Around him is always loyal pack of dogs who lick his hands, idolize him, and when he is in danger, bite to death alive anyone who infringes on the safety of their owner. He established a strict discipline, and no one can disobey him, because everyone knows - he is the force that suppresses all that somehow interferes with his progress. Even now, when everyone is sitting at the banquet table, no one can relax in his presence. No one, not even His own little brother. And Akio hated Kido for it. Eyes met his older brother; Akio hurriedly looked away and put the napkin to the side. His head was buzzing from the surging of blood to the temples, would lie in bed and just close your eyelids sticking together and yet still have tomorrow to go to class. But the lad knew that tomorrow and the next day he's not going anywhere. Akio went to the most ordinary institution for students. To visit it, the guy tried to persuade his brother for several weeks, until finally he begged his blessing. Actually, Kido never showed cruelty to him, do not hit, do not swear, do not punish. All the attention his older brother came down to an approving nod or a pair of cool phrases. No warmth or tenderness, as if Kido did not know about such feelings. During this Akio hated his brother even more. He always wanted to somehow he revealed his feelings - let it shout, even blow. But no, Kido always remained calm and cold, even icy. Kido looked at his younger brother. He was not like him: he was fragile, with delicate, milky-white skin, which he got from his mother, with huge blue eyes and black hair. The boy was sitting in a chair, pale and tired, he looked like a frightened rabbit. As loyal Mickey reported Kido, Akio was in such a state for a third day. The man knew that his brother did not like such gatherings, but had no choice, especially since Akio was Zion. The same Zion Kido killed nearly a month ago, the high brown-eyed girl with short hair and beautiful pale lips. The victory over Zion is a victory over all the clan. Kido closed his eyes. When the banquet was over, Akio was unexpectedly called into the office of his older brother. The young man had been there a couple of times: first, when Kido told him that their father was dead, and the second when he tried to escape from the guards who followed him on the orders of his elder brother. The two times were not connected to anything good, and therefore the third time will not be nice as well. The young man tapped his knuckles on the heavy wooden door and winced in pain. Behind the door sounded familiar deep voice, allowing Akio to cross the threshold, and he hesitantly went inside. Kido was sitting in a high chair next to a desk. His yellow-gray eyes slid over skinny face Akio and stopped on his broken lips. - What is it? - Uh, it's ... I recently got into a fight ... okay... - And hands? Why are they bandaged? - Well, I got into a fight ... - All right. Then why do not you go to school? - I... I ... - Akio gasped, feeling the smarting at every movement of the ribs. - I feel a little unwell ... - All right. You can go, - Kido turned over to the table and leaned over the folder of papers. - Ki ... - Akio reached out his hand, but stopped short and lowered his hand. The guy was shaking in front of him treacherously tears. But I had to control myself. Not now. Akio bit his lip and turned around and walked out. Mickey looked sympathetically at him, shook his head and smiled at him encouragingly. - He has a bad mood today, so do not worry, Petite Bonbon. - Yes, I know - Akio walked down the hall to the padded feet. - For me it is always not in the mood. - It's not like that. You know ... - He is the head of the Supreme Division, and he has a lot of work. - Akio smiled sadly, adjusting the bandages on his fingers. - You know, tomorrow you can go with Theo in an amusement park on the carousel. Want one? I'll ask Kido. To classes you're still not going, - Mickey opened the door Akio, passing it forward. - No, thank you. But you can take time off from his brother for tomorrow? I want to go somewhere. To Ms. Dee Mei's. Just please do not tell him. - To Ms. Dee Mei's? Hmmm ... never heard about her before. But, in any case, my Petite Bonbon, I cannot go with you, you know - a man slapped Akio soft hair and pulled out of his jacket pocket, chocolate candy in golden-red wrapper. - Here you go. Do not worry. Tomorrow you will take Theo wherever you want, but I will not say anything Kido. I promise. - Thank you, Mickey - Akio took the gift, and the man slowly closed the door. Standing a moment, he leaned against the cold surface of the door and heard the muffled sobs and quiet weeping. Mickey did not know that the younger brother of his boss is not crying of hurt, but of pain, terrible, unbearable pain that tore the little body. - This is a great gift, really. Ha-ha-ha! - No more jokes like that! I want to give him something meaningful, not this Surinamese Pipa, especially because it's so disgusting. Ugh ... Horrible! - Ha-ha-ha! Petite Bonbon, and what do you want to give? - I do not know. Maybe cigars? He loves smoking. - No, it's a bad choice. In that year he was given thirty of these tricks. Heh-heh! - What's so funny? - And maybe, after all Pipa? - Oh, come ... Ha-ha-ha! The right hand the head of division and still very young boy found the right gift with difficulty, coming to a consensus that Kido needs such a gift that it both surprises him, and there will not be an "analogy". The twenty-ninth of March - is a feast for all the members of the Supreme Division. As always, beautiful, tall and forbidding, Kido was sitting at the head of the festively laid table at the most expensive restaurant of the city. His cold eyes lazily slid by members of feasting and stopped for a moment at the place where his younger brother was to sit. Nothing appears on his calm face, but an impatient gesture he beckoned to Mickey and said something to him. He nodded his head in reply, and disappeared from the sight. Kido, after casting upon him a hard gaze, looked around at the faces of people who are genuinely smiling and happy, furtively admiring the beauty of their host. Finally, it was evening, and in the midst of the holiday music suddenly stopped. Everything froze for a moment, not knowing how to react to the changes. Laughter died down and the room became tense. But then at the very end of the hall heard light footsteps, and at the center of the U-shaped table Akio came out. Tension immediately vanished. All met him with excited exclamations, who bowed his head to Kido as a welcoming gesture. - Happy birthday, Kido! - A young man walked a few steps back and held out his hand. From his palms slowly flowed blue-silver water which began to take shape in the form of thin, spiral wound tubes. Stretching, they began to fill the space in front of Akio, growing as whimsical patterns. Smiling, the boy blew on one of them, and the curl was covered with snow white frost, infecting the rest of soft ice falling down. - This is my gift to you, brother! Akio bowed his head and exhaled. He was still hurt, but a gift would be worthwhile, and the guy bent down slightly. From his back began to grow clear water flowing wings of white ice. Stretching, they were covered with feathers and light grew bigger and bigger. From a distance, they now seemed like a real, flesh-and-blood. Only here the real wings could be so huge, beautiful and shimmering in different colors from turquoise to blue. The young man jumped up and gently floated in the air. His back arched, arms stretched out to the side, and suddenly his whole body pierced the thin one and a half meters long needle. People gasped and held their breath. Akio, smiling all the same kind, infant smile, looked at his brother and slamming wings closed them like a cocoon turning into ice. After a moment, the wings flew at such small pieces that, when applied to participants of the celebrations, they became shallow cool dust. - Happy Birthday - Akio landed on the floor and looked uncertainly at his older brother. It's nothing. No feelings. No anger, no joy, no condemnation or approval. Brother's eyes were still cold and impenetrable. Akio bitterly plump pink lips stretched into a smile and quickly left the room. Fleeing, he did not hear any screams of admiring spectators, no thunder of applause or a quiet "thank you, Akio" of his older brother. He ran away from the restaurant on the street, where it was already spring-like warmth and fragrant. At the threshold, closing the heavy door, Akio plunged into darkness. Then someone hit him on the head, and the boy slowly slid into strong hands. Falling into a swoon, he heard a voice in the distance Mickey asked him to return to Kido. It smelled of cherry blossoms, rain and acquaintances expensive perfume. He came back again in hell. - Here, look what I found in his backpack - Mickey handed Kido a disc. - The entire cover was in dried blood, and on one side was written "A good big brother." - Put, - Kido was holding a glass of strong whiskey. In the shadows of the office his beautiful manly face seemed quite unperturbed. - Now - Mickey put the disc, turned on the TV, pressing the button "Play", again departed for the seat of the boss. Then appeared a face of a young man, brown-eyed, with regular, delicate features and a charming smile. He smiled cheerfully. - Hey, Kido, or should I say the head of the Supreme Division, or the boss, or what I like the most, big brother! - Man waved. There are light interference, but the image quickly returned to normal. - My name is Constantine. I am a brother of a girl you killed. Do you remember? You have to remember it, because we were twins. - That girl ... Zion ... - Mickey whispered. - And today, I want you to have fun. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Look here, Kido, - Konstantin pointed to the side, and the camera slowly turned in the right direction. Image slightly rippled, but the picture has gradually increased, and soon Kido was able to clearly see a fragile figure hung by the small, coal-black wings. - Mmm ... Well, do you recognize him? Oh, yes! It's your adorable little brother - Akio. Ha ... He's beautiful, is not he? The man took the camera in their hands and loudly ordered: - Take it off! There was interference, and the image become still. Apparently Constantine pressed the pause. After a couple of seconds the video continued. On the screen appeared a table on which lay on his stomach, writhing Akio. - Look here, look good, Kido - caring older brother - a man's voice clearly differed among the rest of the noise. - You know, Kido, they say if Sion lose the wings, he can never grow them again. Funny, is not it? Hmmm ... I want to see if it is right in your brother. Get started! - God ... - Mickey grabbed the back of the leather chair and clenched his teeth so tight that there was a creak. - What are they doing? On the screen two burly guys pinned Akio to a metal table, which was filled with a dark red liquid. The third is sawing fragile bones of one wing. Akio shouted in pain, his eyes welled with tears, and he wept bitterly, brittle fingers clutching the edge of the table. Blood burst out with new force from the cut veins, and man, strained, with the force pulled the remains of the wing. Something snapped, the young man arched and cried even harder, from broken lips flowed crimson trickle. Image darkened again for a few seconds, and after another moment, the picture changed. Crawling in a corner, whimpering, Akio clutched to his chest torn wings. He was no longer crying. The tears had dried on smeared with blood, just whitened face. - Is not it true, he is still handsome, but Kido? Look - a thin finger pointed to the fragile, thin back, where two large gaping wounds oozing blood. - Hmmm ... I do not know what to do with such beauty. Although wait, I thought of something very, very funny. But for a start, the senior brother, I want to show you this. You should be proud Akio. Constantine yanked the guy on his feet, showing terrible, deep cuts on his collarbone. - See this? Every time he would not obey me, I've done it here so memorable incision. But that's not all. Akio, be a good boy, pull your arms out - man nudged the boy, and he obediently, still clutching the wings, the camera showed the palm of his hand, the inside of which was carved into the meat. - Well, like it? You brought him up so, is not it? If it's not for your iron discipline, now would not have all this, but ... Enough talk, get down to business. Bring it to me! Akio was picked up, like a feather, and casted on a dark blue carpet. - Your brother is a miracle Kido. Do not you think? I'm sure you always wanted this delicious ass, - Konstantin put his fingers on his buttocks, leaned over and gently bit his delicate skin. - In your dreams you've seen it like this, as it is now: a bare, beautiful, helpless, right? The man threw his head back and laughed leaping. Then he pulled out the black wings of the hands of young men and threw them into a corner. - Before I start having fun, I would like to warn you. I'll bring your brother tomorrow to the threshold of the Western Hospital. As far as I know, at this time you'll be in another city. If you do not come, you will not see your brother again. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, dear brother! Now, let's start the fun! Constantine gave the camera to someone else and bent over Akio. Ordering him to get on all fours, he smiled and dropped to his knees. - Be a good boy, show your brother what you can do! - Man undid the belt of his trousers and grabbed Akio by the hair. Next Kido did not watch. He turned away, finishing his whiskey, heard the screams and moans of pain, his younger brother, as he choked with tears, and then incoherently whispered: "... Kido ... Kido ... Take me away ... take away ... Kido... ". Mickey shaking hands pulled the cord out of the socket and fell to the floor. The air in the room noticeably thickened, separating into thick layers that the ceiling became denser, like condensed milk. Kido bent. The black pupil of his eyes wass instantly replaced the yellow iris, and the eye was completely impenetrable. The skin became rapidly lose color and become crisp white of deathly pale, and started to heat up, showing bizarre black patterns throughout the body. Of the half-open mouth flowed streams of fiery red, which, dripping on the floor, burning through and corrode the tile a few inches deep. Wall cabinet pitifully cracked. Paper lying in front of Kido one by one began to smolder and then ignite. The heat became unbearable. The liquid in the glass boiled and evaporated rapidly. Then with a loud squeak glass cracked, and pieces of glass, flew to the sides. - Kido! Enough is enough! Stop it! You're going to kill us! - Mickey pulled the master's shoulder and cried with anguish. - Please! It is enough! Kido awoke. Panting, he wiped his hand and looked forward. - Why did not you tell me? - We'll find him, Kido! I now give the order ... Now ... - Mickey struggled to his feet and leaned against the wall. Wet with sweat shirt uncomfortably stuck to the back and shoulder blades, knees trembled. For the first time Mickey saw his master in such a state. He glanced at Kido. He was still sitting, staring into space. - How many days had passed since his disappearance? - His master's voice, as usual, smooth and deep, brought a man out of his stupor and forced him to buck up. - Today is the second day. - Find him. Immediately - Kido waved releasing Mickey, and when the door closed, he exhaled. The office was quiet. Quiet so that he could hear the steady beating of his heart and the blood pulsing in his temples. Suddenly the phone rang. - Elder brother? Good day! This is Constantine. Now I know you personally. And, frankly, I'm glad this one. You know, my plans changed and I decided not to kill your brother. Hello! Can you hear me? Helloooo! - I hear you - Kido lit a cigarette, took a deep drag. - Great, but I really thought ... Well it's not the matter what I thought there. - Konstantin laughed uncomfortably. - Your brother ... I am sure that you want to pick him up. And I, as an honest and honorable man, I'll give you this opportunity today. You come alone, without escort and security. And the weapons, by the way, they are also useless. I will send the coordinates at the end of our conversation with you. Cool, huh? I have ... - Let me talk to him - cut him Kido. - Hmmm ... Do not want to talk to me, Mr. older brother? Well, okay, but not for long! - Man sat down next to a trembling little body, took the boy's chin and whispered in his ear. - Come on, Akio, your brother wants to talk to you! - Akio! - Heard a familiar voice, the young man flinched, his eyes with deep black spots around blinked, and in the corners of their accumulated scalding tears. - Akio, can you hear me? - Y-yes, - his own voice would not obey him, and from the throat out a raucous sounds. - Kido ... Kido, ta-take-me ... please. I. .. I cannot ... more. Akio could not stand, sobbing. Became hysterical. Constantine had to smile and took the phone from his ear. - Ay-ay-ay! Again, he is crying because of you, Kido. He's so sweet, just lovely ... Hello! Hello! Hell, hung up! - Man sat in a chair, pulled the boy's hair, making him crawl to him. - You have such beautiful hair, so soft. Come to me! Constantine slightly pulled a strand, and Akio obediently climbed onto his lap. The man grunted, his fingers caressing the fine, almost transparent skin of the boy's shoulders. - Your wounds on your back almost healed, and also on the collarbone. You're a good doctor, Ms. Di Mei, right? - His hands slightly pinched pink nipple, and then his greedy lips sucked them, licking with a wet tongue. - You're so delicious. Why do you smell like flowers? Hm? It such a turn-on! Even after the smell of blood I feel it so clearly. Constantine enthusiastically slid his hands over the naked body of Akio, who, like a rag doll, without a single movement obediently sitting on his lap. The young man was sick, disgusted and ashamed. Disgust, like a poison, was eating him alive. Thoughts bitten and stung, not letting him rest, and at times it seemed that he was going mad. All he could do now - it's waiting. He could not resist. Attempts to resist were suppressed at once. The young man remained only an opportunity to make their skin as a cold, so Constantine did not want to touch it. But it did not help as if he had not noticed the ice trends emanating from Akio. - Open your mouth - Constantine lifted the boy's slender chin, looking into his dark blue, almost black eyes. Akio complied and opened his mouth. He did not resist, even when authoritative tongue of the man broke into his mouth, and his hands pressed the young man so close to his chest, that it became difficult to breathe. Constantine breathed excitedly and slightly removed Akio from himself. You're My Devil, I'm Your God - Exit all! Hurry! When the loyal guards tightly shut the door, Constantine picked almost weightless Akio in his arms and laid him on the bed. Straightening up, he began to examine it. He had never seen such a wonderful creature: a graceful curve, plump lips, small nose, almond-shaped big eyes, slender body with long straight legs. Cruelty in the heart of Constantine died down a bit, retreating under the impression of unearthly beauty, but still he wanted to crush, bite and squeeze young body in a vice. The man removed the hair from his white face and kissed him on the forehead, then on the cheek and went down to his ear, bit the soft lobe a little and whispered, his hot lips touching the sensitive skin: - Your brother has ever done this to you? I'm sure not. Although, believe me, he many, many times wanted to do this to you. I'll prove it to you. A young man under Constantine faintly startled and lowered his eyelashes. Fine track of hot tears stung his cheek and fell down on the sheet. He smiled even wider and licked the face of the victim's salty moisture. Then he sank a little lower, running his tongue along the scars on thin collarbone, then even lower to the darkening nipples. Seeing Akio little arched, Constantine fairly chuckled and slightly tightened his lips, pink nipples began to harden. - You are very sensitive and delicate. It's good. You see, having sex with a man can bring joy, too. Before that, I just raped you, and it certainly did not bring you nothing but pain. But now look at you. Even if you yourself do not want, your body is involuntarily responding to my touch, - Konstantin stroked flat belly of the boy, falling to the hips in a circular motion. The young man paused, cursed and exhaled - I do not want it any more. He started to tremble. Tears appeared again in his tired eyes and heavy spasm twisted in his gut. He wanted to cry, to curl up in a ball and that he no longer touched and did not hit. The whole body was raw and sore, new wounds opened, staining the sheet dark stains of blood. Of all the senses were only indifference and hope that, like an ember warmed leftovers in good faith. Akio continued to believe that big brother will come and be sure to save it. Now it was unimportant how cold Kido's eyes will be, if only they looked back at him, giving him full protection. Akio has recovered from a sharp jolt in the side. Raising his head, he again saw Constantine, who has wrapped himself in a light silk robe. He was not his brother. He did not come. Akio grabbed the sheet and squeezed it in his fist, hiding his face in the pillow. Out of desperation, he wanted to scream, but his throat throbbing painfully pushed out a pathetic wheezing. He lost his voice yesterday when he was raped by two guards of Constantine. - Do you know how much time has passed? - Constantine noticed that the guy woke up and sat there, stroked his wrist, almost black from bruising. - Three days. Three full days, and your brother has not come. He left you or died in my traps. - He never ... No ... Akio felt his frail reed of hope collapse, break down under the pressure of despair, the whole body squeezed, the eyes became cloudy, and he lost consciousness ... Something soft and warm touched his shoulders. A living, flesh and blood. He opened his eyes. It was quite dark, could not see anything, even his own hands. Akio rose. He did not remember how much time has passed since the last faint, and did not know that now a day and hour. But is he at home, and is the whole nightmare over, and under his hand now so familiar even beats of the heart is it Kido? Akio slightly bent down and whispered, so as not to frighten away the last hope, timidly called out: - Kido! The body next to him began to move, he heard a slight rustling, tapping fingers on the table, and, finally, the room lit up with a weak source of light. - Kido? You're still waiting for him? -- it was Constantine. Recoiling, Akio froze. How could he believe that his nightmare ended, he dared to hope that the elder brother again with him? - Forget your brother, now you belong to me - Constantine pulled the boy to him, leaned on the top and began to cover his body with furious kisses. His hands squeezed the young body, causing Akio moaning in pain and bite the blood chapped lips. Turning the guy on the stomach, Constantine roughly squeezed white halves of the buttocks and spread them slightly apart. With the first powerful thrust boy howled and cried softly. Now do not make sense to hold back his tears, and now it was the only way to prove to his inflamed mind that he is still alive. Uneven rhythm, which Constantine caused, smashed the little body in the blood. The pain was dull, already familiar and inevitable. Akio could not remember how long it lasted. He just lay there and looked ahead. And when the man turned his flick and seated him on the lap, his eyes suddenly blinded. A sharp gust of hot air came into the room, filling with the very familiar scent. The boy jerked his body. - Kido! Before Akio saw it as if out of nowhere came a silhouette of his brother in a split second. Coming out of the shadows, he pointed the gun at Constantine. There was a muffled pop and the man clutching the hip of the young man fell back with a cry, letting it go. - Come here. Stand behind me - imperative, but a devastatingly cool and calm voice of Kido forced Akio to comply. When the young man hiding behind the broad back of his brother, Kido smiled. Anyone who has seen such a smile, he knew that it meant a death sentence. - Here we met. You played unfair, Constantine. Luring me into a trap, giving me wrong address ... - Kido looked at the man wounded in the shoulder and smiled more friendly. - But now it does not matter. For my brother I'll give you a fun, what you've never experienced before. Kido caved in and out of his back slowly crawled black wings as dark growths on the folds. Shiny feathers were covered with beads of blood. Kido softly, with a slight noise of his wings waved them. The air in the bedroom cringed and became tense. Another stroke - and its flows hardened, becoming a transparent red-hot needle. - It would not be very nice, dear, - Kido gently raised his hand, and then abruptly dropped it. Needles with severe squeal surged forward, breaking the victim's skin in sensitive areas. Blood sprinkled, filling the bed and the wall. Constantine shouted, twisting in agony. Small holes were burning, charring the body tissue. - How are you? It hurts, right? Does not touch the internal organs, but it gives such a thrill ... But that's not all ... Akio could not resist. Through the protection of feathers he saw the writhing Constantine from excruciating torture, and his heart sank. - Stop it! Kido, I beg you! For me! - Akio fell on the floor, clutching his ears not to hear the terrible screams. Suddenly, everything stopped. Constantine stopped yelling and fainted. The bedroom was cool again. Kido calmed down. He sat down next to his younger brother and gently hugged him. - I'm here, I came for you - he gently began to stroke his brother's hair, warming deathly pale cheeks. - Why? Why do not you come to me before? - Akio grabbed his shirt and shook it sobbing. - I've been waiting ... I've been waiting for you! Why have not you picked me up sooner? - Come on, honey. Do not be mad at me ... - Kido faltered and stopped short, clutching his younger brother in his arms. Thin fingers are drawn directly to his neck, and a hoarse voice whispered in his ear: - Do you remember me? There is a thin face, which the strange light lit up, appeared Constantine's face ... - Akio! Akio! Wake up! -- Kido was shaking his younger brother's shoulder as long as he did not open his eyes. - You had a nightmare again? -Yes - the young boy gasped. His frail body was shivering; his forehead was covered with sweat. Panting, Akio buried his forehead in his brother's neck to inhale his fragrance. The smell of his brother makes him relaxed and comfortable, washing away all the fears. It's been two months, and Akio still could not relive the past. Almost every night he woke up in a cold sweat, because he dreamed again and again that he is in the bedroom of Constantine, where he was being raped and beaten. Because of these nightmares Kido was sleeping with his younger brother in his bedroom in the same bed. So the boy fell asleep faster. Almost until the midnight lights were on in the room: Akio became afraid of the dark and confined spaces. But there are other, better changes: Kido has become much softer towards his younger brother, showing him affection and tenderness. The next morning, Kido awakened by the feeling of emptiness aside him. Sitting up, he looked at his watch: five minutes past seven. Kido hastily dressed and came down the stairs and went into the kitchen, where Christian - fat, jolly French usually cooks. Sighing with relief, Kido leaned against the door frame and watched his younger brother. Akio did not notice the presence of Kido, continued to prepare the breakfast. He was wearing a navy blue shorts, a white T-shirt with the words "yummy" and the apron is so big that if you look at the young boy in front, it seemed that there is nothing on except apron. Akio enthusiastically stirred the dough in the bowl, at the same time looking at the cookbook. His cheeks, fingers, and even his neck adorned with drops of cream, which has been prepared with special diligence and effort. - Since when did you become a cook? - Kido broke down and began to speak. Younger brother immediately jumped in surprise and smiled. - I wanted to make a cake while you sleep -- the boy frowned and sighed. - But if you're awake, can you help me? It does not take much time. Just take it and stir the dough. Here you go. Without waiting for a response of older brother, Akio handed him a bowl with yellow sticky content that was like nothing edible, and began to instruct him. - Yes, like this! Ha-ha-ha! Look, your fingers smeared. Give me that! - Akio took his brother by the hand and brought it to his face. His little tongue walked down the long finger of Kido, licking the dough and then took it into his mouth and sucked. - Well! It seems that sugar is not enough. Can you add a couple of tablespoons? - Do it yourself - somehow chokingly answered Kido, and all the time, did not look away from the actions of Akio. Then he turned and walked away quickly, leaving a puzzled young boy with cookbook in the hand. Locking himself in his office, Kido nervously lit a cigarette. Recently, strange changes began to occur. He began to behave more freely and less restrained with his younger brother. And although he remained the same impassive on others and did not show any emotion, at home everything became different. It is both irritated him, and brought him pleasure, especially now, when they were on vacation, leaving the work for Mickey and other faithful men. - Kido, can I? - A weak, timid voice tore older brother of thought. Straightening up, he removed the cigarette and threw away: - Come on. - I called you and you did not go down. So I decided to bring your breakfast here - Akio somehow guiltily bowed his head, smiled meekly to his brother and put the tray on the desk. - Thank you - Kido took a cup of coffee, sipped, and trying not to wince, put it back. Younger brother could not learn to mix proportions, so it has always turned unbearably bitter, smelling of burning manure. - You know, today I want to go to the water - Akio went to the open window and leaned on the windowsill, watching the turquoise waves of the ocean, which was on the doorstep: it was necessary to pass only fifteen meters from the threshold of the house. - Bring someone from security - Kido involuntarily slid down the graceful curve of the spine, appetizing ass exposed in the shorts. Tight buttocks covered with thin material smoothly into a tight calf muscles, and then in a high instep. The left ankle was dangling gold chain with a small pendent - local trinket, Akio bought on a whim. - Kido, do you hear me? - A young boy shook his head. The warm salty wind hit him in the face, waving soft strands of hair, and Akio smiled happily. - You know, I'll go right now! - Yes. Go - Kido turned and stared at the paper, even on vacation, he did not forget about business. He tried to focus on papers, but his body with sadistic pleasure betrayed him. - And maybe you, too, come with me? - Akio cocked his head to one side. -- pretty please! I always wanted to ask you to teach me how to shoot a gun. - Have I promised? - Kido put down the paper and looked at his brother. Akio was sitting on the window sill, spreading her legs a little to the side and pulling a thin lock of black hair. His eyes were fixed on the beach. - No, not promised. But you can ... - The boy jumped down on the carpet and putting his most charming smile, said - Please! As a result, the two brothers were on the beach together. And while Akio ran for fine red burgundy crab, security managed to establish a makeshift target with coconut for shooting. - Akio! Come here - Kido waved his hand to the younger, and the young boy immediately appeared next to him, watching his every move. - Look. Become straight, stretch your arm and aim and shoot. Not very clearly instructed Akio confused. His face was evident that he was a little confused. - I probably will not be able to get there - he smiled apologetically, glancing at the through-hole in a coconut, which slowly emerged from the remnants of sweet milk. - Not all at once. Let me help you - Kido got down on one knee behind Akio, laid his head on his shoulder and took his hand. - That's it. Now, Aim ... Kido clung to his brother a little closer, inhaling the scent of his boyish body, which is mixed with the smell of vanilla and cinnamon. Smiling, he lightly touched his lips to the delicate skin on the neck, paused for a second and then bit a little. Aauu! - Akio involuntarily jerked and pulled the trigger. - I'm so scared! What are you doing? Phew, do not scare me like that! Oh, look, I got not the target but the tree... - Today was a wonderful day! - Akio climbed under the covers and stretched luxuriously. - I'm not even tired, can you imagine! Of course, because I did good, right? I've still got a coconut! This is so cool! Now I can be the same as you! Before, I even could not imagine that you will teach something. You always said that Zion does not need weapons because their body is the weapon. Do you remember? Heh-heh! I'm so happy. And today I caught crabs, have you seen, and they ... The young man did not finish, his eyes slowly began to close, and he fell asleep, snoring softly and clutched in his fist dark copper sleeve, which he picked up after his first successful shot. Kido gently smiled and ruffled his hair. So small, so helpless, still delicate! The senior smiled and bowed and kissed the delicate shoulder. The boy squirmed and muttered incoherently: - Crab, crab, - tightly pressed against his brother. Kido tried to sleep, but sleep did not want to take him to his embrace. The older brother was lying with his eyes open and inhaled the sweet scent of the body of Akio. Such a delicate, fresh, it enveloped the consciousness of Kido, penetrating into every cell of his brain. Kido exhaled loudly. It felt good to touch Akio's buttocks even through the fabric of his pajamas, which clung to his hips and slender back, the softness of the skin. No longer able to fight with himself, Kido just moved away from Akio and lifted his pajamas. With trembling fingers, he touched bare back and winced touching the scars that will always remind Akio of torn wings. - They are already healed, but sometimes hurt somehow - at the touch of another's hand Akio woke up and turned to face his brother. - Are you awake? -No - Kido removed from his forehead a few strands of his brother and gently stroked his cheek. - I'm sorry for waking you up. - No - Akio Kido smiled gratefully, his eyes appeared treacherous tears. For brother had not noticed them, the young man put his arm around Kido's neck and wrapped his legs around his torso. - It's so good to be with you. Now you do not look at me as cold as before and ... The boy could not finish. Kido took his chin, lifting it slightly and kissed his plump lips. Noticing that Akio froze and did not resist, the older brother licked his lips and slipped inside. Boy's eyes widened and he breathed heavily. His older brother, his Kido, was kissing him on the lips, completely non-brotherly kiss, and the tongue of his brother fondling hot humid cavity of his mouth. What was it? The morning came. Kido slowly woke up, moving away from a dream. Something warm on his hips and a part of his torso. Kido opened his eyes. Sucking on a lollipop, Akio was sitting on top of him. - Already awake? - Kido stared at the way the young boy enthusiastically licking sweet candy as his sharp tongue flutters on the wet surface, and then a small mouth absorbs it into his mouth. - Do you like it? - Akio pulled out a piece of candy. --I will give you If you want. - Yes, - restraining himself breathed Kido, and the young boy obediently leaned forward and brushed his mouth with his lips, and then gently pushed it inside his mouth. - Delicious? - Akio smiled faintly and shook his hips, and then again and again gently rubbed his ass on already risen member of his brother. Kido muffled a groan, and the boy smiled innocently. - Brother, you took my candy. It's not fair! I too want to! Akio pouted, and made himself comfortable at his side. His small hands lay on older's flat stomach and came down. Nimble fingers slid over the underwear, causing Kido another sigh. - Mmm ... - Akio, clapping his long lashes, with the angelic view bent over his hips and licked his firm flesh, and then collecting a drop of pre-come with his finger, sent it in his mouth. -- It's sweet. With a single movement Akio took the head of the penis in the hot cavity of his mouth and sucked on it a little, as if tasting. - You feel probably so uncomfortable - Akio quickly pulled the pants off and enthusiastically gulped. Before his eyes showed off a beautiful big cock in a right shape, smooth, with a mushroom head which has already started to trickle thin streams of pre-come. Akio smiled and leaned over the cock. His tongue went through the sensitive skin of the penis, and then slide down, moving to the same large testicles. Taking in the mouth with difficulty, the boy gave a hard suck, and his fingers slid up and down with the movements of his head. Finally, having played with the scrotum of brother, Akio took its head in his mouth and tried as deeply as possible. Small mouth allowed to enter only one third of the cock, but it was enough for Kido. He tried not to move his hips. Leaning back against the pillows and not holding back, he moaned: - Oh, yes, baby brother! Yes! His hands gripped the sheet with the force as Akio slid his mouth on throbbing cock. Swallowing it as deeply as possible, the young boy never stopped caressing the head with his tongue. Suddenly, petting stopped, and Kido felt something cool on his penis, which was ready to burst from the strain. The man opened his eyes. Leaning over his hips, Akio was lubricating his cock thoroughly. - What are you doing? - Kido was up on his elbows, his eyes were clouded, and blood pounding in his temples. - Stop it! - I know you want it! - The boy had settled on thigh and looked into his eyes. - I want you to feel good. Please do not stop me ... Akio sat up a little and took Kido's hand and slowly began to lick his long fingers. And when they were wet enough, the young man sent them down. You're My Devil, I'm Your God - My cutie! - Kido pulled his free hand to him and kissed him on the temple. Then his finger slipped inside the body of his brother. Akio flinched, but as quickly as possible leaned back, letting Kido stretch his tight ring of muscle. After a few minutes he added another finger, and Akio moaned softly, his hands clutching his brother's shoulders. - That's enough. Enough for today - Kido took out his fingers, and then stroked his hardened tummy lovingly. - Let's sleep a little more. - No! - Akio slightly bent, picked up the member of his brother and fidgeting a little, slowly began to fall on him. When the big head just entered in his body, Akio groaned and bit his lip. It was much more than fingers, so he was in pain. - Ooh ... - Kido froze. The younger brother fell down sharply, taking the member until the end, and dug his nails into Kido's chest, leaving deep bleeding scratches on his body. Staying for a few seconds and adjusting to the feeling of tightness and the heat inside, Akio began to move slowly. - He ... it's so big ... mmm ... brother! - The boy started to gather momentum, more and more deeply taking the member of his brother, who was moving his hips. - So hot ... inside ... Kido, without stopping, turned over, and the younger was under him. Kido then spread his legs apart. Now his cock could enter as deep as possible, caressing sensitive parts of his body. Jacking off the firm flesh of his younger brother, Kido gladly watched blushing Akio. - Do you like it, Akio? - Kido bent down onto his ear, biting his earlobe and strengthening the hip movements. - Yes, yes, brother! - The boy turned his head and greedily kissed his brother, tongue penetrating inside. - Oh, brother! More! - How insatiable you are! - Kido took his dick out and Akio looked at him. - Come here! The senior put the boy on all fours, and entered with a single move. Akio arched his back, and began to move toward him. Kido moved his hands on his cock at the same furious pace, which inevitably pushed them to orgasm. - Brother, no ... do not touch it ... I am now ... - Akio grabbed the sheets. - No ... - I want to see you cum. Your face ... - Kido picked up his brother and sat him down on his laps, his cock quickly slid into the hot flesh that is more tightly clutching his head. - Relax a little, baby brother! - I cannot, I'm ... - Akio arched up in the hands of his brother, groaned, and then sank his teeth into his shoulder. Hot jets of semen splattered on the bellies of the two brothers. - Bad brother! - Kido clenched Akio's thighs sharply penetrated his cock up to his ass. Gradually, his thrusts became ragged and chaotic. Having made a couple of pushes, Kido groaned, and Akio immediately felt something hot pouring inside. Exhausted, the brothers fell on the bed and Kido began to cover with the kisses the face, neck, shoulders of Akio. - I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby. I found it hard to hold back. Were you hurt? - No, - the little boy stood up, and his face was directly above the torso of his brother. - Oh, I made you dirty! His little tongue was diligently licking cum from the hips and abdomen of Kido, leaving a wet track on the navel, muscles of the abdomen and chest. Akio did not forget about nipples Kido. Incorporating them into his mouth, he enthusiastically sucked each, and then bit a little. - Well, that's enough! - Kido grabbed his brother's wrist, when Akio grabbed his groin. - We need a break! The elder brother covered their bodies with a blanket and put his junior to his chest. It was wrong and not normal, Kido understood it, but now it did not matter. Now, when the new day, a new morning came...