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works/3733222.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hetalia:_Axis_Powers
  Relationship:
      America_(Hetalia)/Canada_(Hetalia)
  Character:
      America_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), Canada_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers)
  Additional Tags:
      Shota, underaged, kid_alfred, kid_matthew, Incest, Plushophilia, as_in
      stuffed_animal_humping, Grinding, Implied_Oral, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism,
      basically_theyre_humping_a_teddy_bear_together_alright, join_me_in_hell,
      Masturbation
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-12 Words: 1956
****** Plush ******
by MerryGoat
Summary
     Alfred wakes up one night to see his twin brother humping his giant
     stuffed teddy bear and Matthew convinces him to join along.
Notes
     WARNINGS: Shota, Incest, Plushophilia – as in there is going to be
     stuffed animal humping… yeaaah.
     Their ages are 6 to 8 I imagine. I wonder if you can tell at what
     exact paragraph I realized I'm going to hell.
See the end of the work for more notes
Alfred felt the bed moving under him, soft persistent squeaking waking him up
from his sleep. He grumbled softly, lazily opening his eyes to see what was
causing it, but quickly noted that it must have been the middle of the night.
It was mostly dark, save for the glow of the night light at the corner of the
room and light provided from the moon through the open window.
It wasn't until he heard soft gasping that his eyes shot open, mind immediately
going to his baby brother (Ok, he was old younger by a few minutes, but that
still made Alfred the big brother!) who he shared a bed with. He remembered his
father told him Matthew had something called "Asthma", and that it was very
dangerous if he started making wheezing sounds. What if his brother was in
trouble!?
He turned around to face his brother's side "Mattie?" he called out, "Are you
ok?" His view of his brother was obscured by Matt's large stuffed polar bear he
tended to take wherever he went, including to bed. He noticed that Matthew's
legs were tightly wrapped around the bear as his hands tightly gripped on the
fur, small jerking movements made it seem as if the bear were shaking.
The bed's squeaking stopped at once when Alfred spoke up as well as the bear's
shaking, "Y-Yeah Alfred" he heard his brother call out after a few moments of
silence, sounding out of breath and still softly panting.
"Are you sure?" Alfred pressed on; scooting closer to his brother and pressing
the bears head down to get a look at his brother. His face was red, eyes hooded
as he stared at Alfred. He was chewing on his bottom lip causing it to become
red and slightly swollen.
"You don't look ok Mattie" Alfred said before reaching out to feel his
forehead; hot as he suspected. "You have a fever!" he exclaimed, immediately
pushing himself up to get off the bed, "Just wait, I'll get da-" he was
suddenly yanked down by his shirt collar and pulled down onto the bed again.
"Alfred, no" Matthew said, shaking his head as his legs squeezed the bear
tighter, "I-I'm ok, I'm not sick." He promised.
Alfred furrowed his brows, "Then why were you making the wheezing sounds dad
said was bad for you? And you're all warm?" he asked, concerned obvious on his
features.
Matthew bit at his lip again nervously, eyes looking around the room as he
tried to find his words. He finally unwrapped his legs from around the plush
bear and pushed it down the bed so the brothers could clearly see each other
now. He shakily pushed himself into a sitting position and Alfred mirrored his
position shortly after.
"I was…" he bit his cheek, still looking for the right words. He leaned closer
to his brother before whispering, "I discovered something that feels really
good," He whispered as if sharing a deep secret, "But when daddy saw me do it
before, he said to never do it again, so he can't find out I still do it! He
can't, Al!" he pleaded loudly, his panic causing his voice to rise at every
word.
Alfred immediately shook his head, "Mattie, calm down, I won't say a word!" he
promised, reaching out to touch his brother's shoulder in attempt to calm him
down.
They stayed quiet for a few moments before Mathew nodded, "Th-Thanks Alfie…" he
whispered.
Alfred suddenly leaned in closer, "So… What's the thing that feels really
good?" he asked curiously, thinking of it like a super big secret. And being
the nosey child he was, he wanted to know.
Matthew stared at him for a few moments, eyes widening slightly. Alfred thought
Matthew might be hogging the awesome secret to himself since he had yet to
speak up, how stingy! Until he saw Matthew reach out to pull up his stuffed
bear again.
"It's… well, you have to promise it's a secret between us only." He stated,
holding out a pinky.
Alfred immediately nodded in agreement, hooking his own pinky onto Matthew's in
a promise that this would be only between the 2 of them. Matthew nodded,
releasing their pinkies before pointing at the bear.
"Him." he said bluntly.
Alfred cocked his head, brows furrowed. "What?" he asked.
"Him!" he said, grasping the fur of his bear and pulling it up slightly.
Alfred opened and closed his mouth as he tried to figure out what he meant, but
was quickly saved the trouble when Matthew pushed the bear back down again and
swung one leg over the other side and straddled over it.
"You see… you just…" he lowered his hip down against the large plush belly of
the bear, "Rub against it" he explained before he slowly rocked his hips up
against the bear.
Alfred watched in fascination as his brother suddenly lowered his chest against
the bear, tightly grasping the furry chest and pressing his newly flushed cheek
against it. Matthew was slowly rubbing his crotch up and down on it, picking up
speed with every thrust. Alfred couldn't help but worry when he heard Matthew
begin to pant again as he started to hump faster, pressing his legs harder
against the bear as his movements became more frantic and face became redder.
"M-Mattie?" Alfred asked with slight panic, "Are you sure you're ok?" he asked,
reaching out to touch Matthew's cheek.
"A-Alfreeed" Matthew whined softly, nuzzling into Alfred's hand "It… feels so
g-gooood" he moaned, opening his eyes slightly to watch Alfred with hooded
eyes. "So… good" he pant out.
Alfred continued to watch Matthew in fascination for a couple more minutes, and
couldn't help but be disappointed when he suddenly stopped his little show and
pushed his chest off of the bear.
Matthew gave him a tired smile, "W-wanna join?" he panted out, cheeks bright
red and a few hairs sticking to them with the light sweat that began.
It took Alfred a few moments to process the question before he eagerly nodded;
wanting to know what Matthew was feeling to have such reactions.
Matthew got off the bear and kneeled at the opposite side of Alfred, "You take
that side, I'll take this one" he explained.
Alfred nodded, immediately scooting closer to the bear as he mirrored Matthew's
movements as he hooked his legs on both sides of the bear, pressing their
crotches against its side.
Alfred was about to begin rubbing against it until Matthew suddenly sat up,
"Wait wait!" he said, "I have a better idea."
He pushed himself up on one hand to watch as Matthew shimmied out of his pajama
bottoms, his entire face burning at the sight. "Mattie! But dad said we should
never show anyone out privates!" he hissed out in embarrassment.
Matthew shook his head, "He said strangers, and we're not strangers, are we
Alfie?" Matthew asked sweetly as he held his pants halfway down his thighs.
Alfred bit his lip worriedly, "Well… no" he finally responded.
Matthew smiled, "Good!" he exclaimed (well, as loudly as he could while not
waking anyone else in the house up) and continued to take off his pants. Alfred
stared at the tight white underwear Matthew wore and was drawn to the small
bulge in his underwear. That happened to him too, sometimes! What a relief, he
thought something was wrong with him!
His thoughts were quickly changed as Matthew made quick work of removing his
underwear, the earlier shyness Matthew had displayed completely gone now as he
eagerly showed Alfred his secret. Matthew held up the ends of his baggy shirt
to show off to his brother, Alfred stared at Matthew's small cock pointing
upright, the uncircumcised pink tip peaking out of the hood, "I tried doing it
naked before and it feels way better" Matthew finally explained.
Alfred pouted slightly when Matthew let go of his shirt, letting it cover up
his dick again before he sat his bottom on the bed again, eagerly watching
Alfred, "Your turn!"
Alfred nodded hesitantly as he wiggled out of his pants and underwear in one
swoop, shyly pulling down his shirt to cover his nether regions and the
uppermost part of his thighs. Matthew rolled his eyes at his brother's unusual
shyness but decided to let it go and instead lay back down on his side.
Alfred followed his movements, pulling the bear down slightly so he could see
his brother while lying down and carefully hooked his legs around the bear's
right leg as Matthew took the left leg, their knees touching and hands
clutching the furry chest and back.
"Are you comfortably?" Matthew asked.
Alfred nodded, "you?"
Matthew nodded again before smiling and reaching forward to grasp Alfred's hip,
causing him to jump slightly. He pulled his hip closer coaxing him to push his
crotch against the bear, "You just have to rub yourself on it" he explained
before moving his own hips slowly, shuddering, "and after a while it starts to
feel really good."
Alfred nodded and hesitated, only making a few short jerking movements. It
wasn't until Matthew started that he began getting into it.
It only took Matthew a few moments to get back into the rhythm, slowly grinding
himself on the stuffed bear's side, shutting his eyes as his legs clung tighter
to it in attempt to press it against himself harder. Alfred felt himself harden
at the sight and he suddenly needed pressure against himself, so he indulged
and began letting his hips grind naturally against the thick soft plush fur
that felt awkward on his bare cocklet at first.
Matthew let out a soft whimper, reaching out a hand to pry Alfred's hand off of
the bear and instead clasp their hands together. "D-do you… mnnh… like it?" he
managed to moan out softly without slowing his movements. Alfred pried one eye
open to look at his brother, whimpering when he saw how adorable he looked with
flushed red cheeks, his eyes barely opened through the strands of hair
obscuring his vision. He nodded enthusiastically as he squeezed Matthew's hand
tighter, "Really good" he whispered.
They continued to hump and grind together until Matthew's eyes firmly shut and
his breathing became labored. He clung his legs tightly around the bear, his
hand squeezing Alfred's so tightly it almost hurt. "Yes, yes, yes" he began
chanting deliriously under his breath, catching Alfred's attention as he
watched his brother suddenly tense up, his hips and legs shaking softly as he
held his breath and shut his eyes tight. He was beginning to get worried again
until Matthew suddenly relaxed, his hand releasing its tight hold.
"M-Matthew?" Alfred managed to say, his grinding slowing down but never
stopping. He was relieved when Matthew opened his eyes at him lazily with a
small smile on his lips.
"I'm… I'm ok Al," he reassured, "Just keep going and you can see what happened"
he encouraged.
Alfred blushed as he continued his movement, feeling his brother's eyes on him.
he felt the bed shift suddenly and looked up to see his brother had gotten up,
kneeling across from him with a playful look on his eyes as he smiled
innocently.
"I think I know a better way to make you feel what I felt" he said, suddenly
pushing Alfred's legs off from the bear. Alfred stared at him in confusion but
decided to obey. He yelped when the bear was suddenly pushed away leaving his
parted thighs and hard cocklet exposed for Matthew to see as he watched him
almost hungrily.
He closed to distance between them, Matthew crawling over between his legs.
"Just relax Al" he whispered as he lent down.
End Notes
     Mattie learned the trick he's about to show off to Alfred when he
     accidentally walked in on his daddies doing it. Mehehehe.
     I only died 50 times when I had to write the word "cocklet" because
     cock sounds too grown up for shota. HAHAHAHA oh dear now that I
     finished, Satan says I have to get my ass down to hell. See y'all
     there.
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