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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Call_of_Duty, Call_of_Duty:_Ghosts_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Logan_Walker/Hesh_Walker, Elias_Walker/Gabriel_Rorke
  Character:
      Elias_Walker, Hesh_Walker, Logan_Walker, Thomas_A._Merrick, Keegan_P.
      Russ, Gabriel_Rorke, Riley_(Dog), Alex_"Ajax"_Johnson
  Additional Tags:
      Ahahahaha_there_are_no_regrets_right_now, basically_spoilers_if_you
      haven't_beaten_the_campaign, A_bit_PWP, this_is_very_gay_idk_what_you
      expect_from_a_fic_that's_been_categorized_properly, Mute!Logan, Ajax_is
      sorta_more_mentioned_than_plays_any_sort_of_role, End_Notes_have
      explanation_for_the_Underaged_tag;_better_safe_than_sorry
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-11-20 Chapters: 1/? Words: 2591
****** Not Your Average Ghosts ******
by Starkangejr
Summary
     After beating the game I was left with a lot of strange hints and
     then my mind took over and produced this. PWP M/M starring The Walker
     family and Rorke
Notes
     I don't normally write fics about video games. But this kind of came
     to me and took fruit so here's to that.
See the end of the work for more notes
"Logan stopped talking after Mom died.
He'd always been a quiet kid but he seemed to get progressively more silent as
the days went by after the funeral. He stopped talking all together after that.
The only sort of communication we had with him was sign language.
At first Dad hated it.
He couldn't accept that Logan would do this to us; to him. It took a long while
for Dad to get over the initial shock. The hateful words. He'd made it up to
Logan by buying him a dog. He was only six years old. Too young to train, too
young to get so angry with. Dad didn't have enough time to toughen him up. Or
maybe he just no longer had the heart to try. So we decided we'd take care of
him together. I was lugging around half the weight of it anyway.
That's what I planned on doing anyway, no matter what happened. Logan hardly
protested to the idea either. He was always clinging to my arm, trailing after
me even when we didn't speak a word to each other. But somewhere down the line,
things got blurred. I don't know how else to explain it except that I love my
brother. 
I love him more than life. It isn't an excuse but I can't possibly think of a
reason why we're in this sort of situation. All those times Dad talked about
control. Guess it just hasn't stuck yet."
Hesh was slowly rousing himself up to wake. He normally wasn't the type to
sleep in but if Dad hadn't come in to wake him earlier then it meant there was
nothing important to do just yet. He opened his eyes to find short curls of
blonde hair pressed up against his face and mouth. A warm body nestled against
his own. Hesh pressed into the comfort for only a minute. Logan had long since
been doing this when they were kids. The first time Hesh woke up to find his
younger brother in his bed, he nearly blew a casket.
But then big brown eyes had widen with such fear that even Hesh couldn't feel
good about how he'd acted. He decided it harmed no one and nothing to allow his
brother to sleep with him. If it meant that Logan would never make that face
again, directing it at him, then Hesh was alright with that. He found that he
had grown far too used to his brother's presence however.
A predicament that not even he could dignify with words.
The longer he stayed however, the more asleep he could feel his hand was
getting. He felt prickling in his fingertips even as all the blood seeped out
of the awkwardly angled limb. Hesh was reluctant, even as he pulled his hand
towards him, out from under the heavy body and curled it against his chest. He
flexed the digits until all normal sensations came back to it and he glanced
down to find Logan staring up at him through his messy hair.
Hesh gave him an apologetic look even as Logan buried his head further under
the blankets, pressing his cold nose against Hesh's chest. He made a
disgruntled sound, shifting away so he could keep his own warmth. Logan's
moving a lot more than usual for someone who just woke up and Hesh has to
remind himself that it's a lot harder for him to get up when it isn't six in
the morning. Sleeping in was like taking a nice swig of sleep medicine and
never waking up until two days later.
Hesh was intent on going back to sleep, closing his eyes until he felt a warm
mouth against his stomach. His breathing hardly hitched, though he wasn't
expecting it. He reached a hand beneath the blankets to try and stop his
brother's descent. But then there was more hot pressed air against his skin and
Hesh's hands merely caressed his brother's tangled locks. "Logan." He let out
in soft warning but it seemed his brother wasn't going to listen to anything he
said. Hands were on Hesh's thighs, pushing him to lie on his back.
The fingers were cold and he hoped distinctly that his brother would spare him
from the pain of feeling them on his cock. He didn't need a cold splash to jolt
him out of the mood but then a heated embrace wasn't entirely on the list
either. There was a mouth on his cock and the slightest graze of damp lips and
dull teeth. His hands tightened in the hair, fingers pulling against the back
of Logan's skull even as Hesh felt more of his brother's mouth at his base,
teasing his sac with hot air whenever he wasn't pressing his mouth to the flesh
of his growing length.
"Logan." Hesh grit his teeth, looking down even though he could see nothing but
the blanket and the way it covered his body and brother from all view. Half
tempted to pull the sheet off and expose them both, Hesh stifled that urge only
because he was sure Logan merely wanted to service him as hello, or perhaps
simply to get him riled until he was forced to pin his brother down. He hoped
it was the former. He wasn't sure he could keep either of them quiet this
morning. Not without figuring out where Dad was. God he hoped he wasn't home.
His brother was sucking small little kisses along Hesh's cock that he couldn't
keep his hands from pulling on Logan's hair. He tugged him up to guide his
kisses elsewhere and thankfully without a word Logan was on the head of his
cock. He slowly took it into his mouth and Hesh closed his eyes tighter,
controlling himself as he took a deep inhale and just let his brother pleasure
him for the morning. Logan wasn't trying to get him off though, Hesh could tell
by the way he sucked and moved his tongue along the underside of the cock in
his mouth.
Merely getting him hard and Hesh felt his whole body grow hot from all the
attention. He held onto the back of his brother's head, just guiding him down,
easing the mouth on his own cock, just hissing as he felt the small of his lips
enclose around the base. Having the full length of his cock inside of his
brother's mouth made Hesh groan and he got louder when Logan began to bob his
head. Brown eyes filled with lust, watched as the sheets moved each time his
brother did and he could practically see it in his head, even as he felt the
tongue on the tip of his cock.
Hesh was biting his lower lip, worrying it between his teeth to keep from
moaning too loudly. A lot of the time he was just waiting for his lovers to
stimulate him to get him really loud but Logan's got a mouth that worked even
the smallest sounds out of his older brother. Hesh's fingers continued to pull
and grasp at Logan's hair, just tugging until finally he was lifting off his
cock.

Logan was breathing heavily, saliva all over Hesh's cock when the elder just
sat up to meet his brother midway as he pulled him into a kiss. He tasted a bit
of himself inside of Logan's mouth, made his brother gasp and shudder against
him when they kissed deeply. Hesh's idea of ravaging a lot more choatic than
Logan's way of unwinding people.

Half laying down, Hesh just held them up, even as his brother climbed onto his
lap, straddling his hips to settle against him. Hesh felt the way his brother's
cock tented his boxers and Logan pulled from the kiss to pant and whine against
Hesh's ear. He sounded needy, just grasping at Hesh's shoulders with grabby
hands. Hesh had his own fingers tugging on the boxer shorts, letting his
brother lift his hips before Hesh laid back down and let Logan lie against him.

Their cocks were pressing flushed against each other, Hesh's mouth on Logan's
ear as he seemed to goad the younger brother to take some semblance of
responsiblity for getting them both like this. Logan rocked his hips, slow and
yet with a sense of desperate need. He wanted to be against his brother and he
twisted his heated face from the mouth on his ear. Hesh could hear Logan
panting, his cock sliding against Hesh's with a wet, dirty sound.

Logan was rutting against Hesh's body, their cocks getting the stimulation they
needed but not what either of them wanted. It made both of them gasp in
pleasure but Hesh was too wound up to let it end like this. He grabbed at
Logan's ass and squeezed tight, just trying to hold down his brother's rocking
hips. He even panted into his ear, begging for him to stop so they could move
on. "Logan..s-stop, please. More. I need more than this."
And it seemed to not reach him as much as Logan kept rutting into his body but
then there was this small little shudder as his brother stilled against him.
His cock was still hard and his little squeak was nothing more than an
indicator that he had a dry orgasm. Hesh's hands rubbed at Logan's ass and
smoothed along his back as he kissed his ear. "That's it..come on, raise your
hips."
Logan obeyed, face buried into his brother's shoulder as he caught his breath.
Hesh reached for his nightstand, shifting away to get the lube and he was
opening it to slick his fingers up. He got a few good strokes on his cock to
stave off his arousal for a moment, eyes focusing down at his brother's body
above him. He let his fingers tease and press against his entrance and Logan
was eager. He was always so eager, letting Hesh push a finger in to stretch him
before insisting his older brother push in another. Hesh was marking Logan's
skin that he could reach, just enjoying the way his brother's cock hung between
them, begging to be touched while Logan's ass was prepared.
Three fingers deep, it didn't take long for Hesh to find Logan's usual
impatience endearing. Hesh's fingers slipped from his entrance when his brother
shifted off from straddling Hesh's hips to opt out, bending over onto his
knees, pressing against the bed with his legs all nice and spread. Hesh didn't
waste time, stroking his cock as good as he could and he nosed into the back of
Logan's neck. The tip of his cock nudged his tight little entrance and Logan
lifted his hips again, helping Hesh out even as he guided his cock into his
brother and pushed all the way inside. Hesh's hands were on Logan's thighs.
Warmth spilled through Hesh at the sensations filling his mind, his mouth
peppering kisses along the skin. His hands grasped at his brother's thighs and
then at his hips, allowing him to pull out before he was back inside. His
thrusts were slow at first, getting Logan used to the sensation of himself
stretching around the length. Logan's short little grunt was answer enough for
Hesh to start a pace for real and he was taking his brother in ways deeper than
any bond would allow them to share.
Logan was still growing, Hesh could feel it when he thrust into his brother,
felt the way his long limbs didn't quite fit his body or how small he seemed
despite having tone muscles from working out. He'd grow into it--Hesh had--but
a part of him even as he was this close to his brother, worried he'd be little
forever. Already his baby brother but also small in every way. In every way
that counted and mattered. Panting harshly Hesh just kept pressing into his
brother, holding Logan with rough fingertips. Could feel the bone beneath his
skin and wondered if they too would bruised. If his brother's body was an
obvious map of the things they were doing.
Of things they'd done.
Logan's hips gyrated back into the thrusts, his length bouncing between his
legs being the only well filled out piece of his body. Hesh's hand grasped the
cock and he could feel the way it pulsed in his hand. How full it was compared
to the size of Logan's body and his own length. Hesh loved making Logan a mess,
just stroking him until he was shuddering and panting. They weren't there just
yet though, Hesh's thrust pushing inside of Logan to get that sensation of only
half his length pushing against his little brother's inner walls driving Hesh
crazy.
He thrust harder than he usual fucked his brother. The slight guilt made Hesh
whisper a soft apology against Logan's hair and Hesh bit into his neck, marking
his skin up, as if he wanted someone to find out. Wanted someone to see how he
treated and took care of his brother. How much he loved him. Hesh felt his
impending orgasm coming all too quickly. Could only thrust in as hard, pressing
his cock as much as he could into Logan. His brother was moaning underneath
him, clutching at the sheets with a grip that made his knuckles white. Hesh
could only guess his brother was on the edge too, having made him stop earlier
from releasing. He found that he'd get Logan as riled simply to watch him pant
for it.
Hesh teased his brother's cock with a couple of more strokes, his hand
squeezing the base of Logan's cock so he couldn't spill unless Hesh said so. He
made him feel frustrated, made him ache deep inside of his balls. Just like the
time Logan walked in on Hesh and Tracy Mathison. How he wouldn't leave the room
even as they'd separated long enough to get dressed. Hesh remembered the look
on his brother's face then. Like he was looking through Hesh, asking him to
explain what he'd been doing. What he wanted from her that his own brother
couldn't give him. That'd been the first time they'd done anything sexual with
each other after she left.
It sure as hell hadn't been the last.
And waking up to such a pleasant morning to have some very fulfilling morning
sex was like the topping off the cake. Hesh released the tight hold he had on
his brother,  kissing the back of his ear as he rocked his hips into him a
little faster. Hesh pumped himself deep inside of his brother and stroked the
tip of Logan's cock as quick as he could. Hesh felt Logan spilling into his
hand with a desperately soft little cry. He could make nothing louder than that
and Hesh was soon following right behind him. Rocked until he felt his cock
spasm and he was coming hard into his brother.
Hesh gave them a couple of minutes before he was pulling out to tug his brother
against his chest. Logan immediately turned around, face beet red even as he
nosed into his brother's neck. Hesh felt the mouth on his throat and he nosed
down Logan's forehead to share a kiss with him. His brother hummed, they were
both still panting and taking such hard breaths, letting their lungs catch up
to the thrashing of their heartbeats. Hesh closed his eyes, sated and content.
Some urges were harder to kill than most, he guessed.
End Notes
     A bit underaged only because from the math (which honestly, anyone is
     welcome to tell me I'm wrong) the only age given is Hesh's so I sort
     of centralized it to try and guess everyone else's ages. Assuming
     that he was 28 for the half of the game that counts as present time,
     then the 10 years ago beginning of the game makes him 18. I made
     Logan at least three years younger than his brother before I figured
     out the ages, hence the tag. Technically underaged (but like I said,
     better safe than sorry). The rest of the cast is a bunch of old guys
     but they're pretty fit for 50-60 year olds
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