The Okumura Dormitory

Today at True Cross Academy, lessons ended earlier than usual. A meeting among the professors was to be held, so the students had the rest of the afternoon to do as they pleased. The first budding exorcist to bolt out of the classroom was Rin Okumura.

When the release bell rang its reverberations of freedom, it had startled him out of his slumber. Impulsively, he shouted and grabbed for his sword out of instinct.

''HEY, WHOA. WHAT--AHHHH!!"

The sudden jolt made him stumble out of his chair, and he clumsily fell to the floor with a crash. He groaned languidly as he wiped drool from his lip. Everyone was gawking at him while they were preparing to leave, trying their best to retain laughter. He looked around and chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to retain his embarrassment. The teacher did not look amused, but seemed preoccupied.

One glance at the clock had confirmed it. The torture was over! For the day, anyway. This did not dissipate the grin that was curling over his countenance. "Finally!" He muttered excitedly under his breath.

He got to his feet, dusting himself off and smirking as if he meant to be the comic relief. His peers should be thanking him for being such a funny and awesome guy!

"Yo, Sensei! That was a great lesson! You really outdid yourself there! I learned a BUNCH! Thanks to you! I think I can handle your harassment. I-I MEAN your assignment. Nice blouse, by the way. Just sayin', it goes well with your eyes--"

"Okumura-san, GET OUT."

"Heh! I-If you insist. See ya!"

After realizing that his instructor was not going to be charmed by his ass-kissingsparkling personality, he quickly slung the blade's sheath over his shoulder and gathered his books, making a beeline for the exit. After he waved goodbye and saluted, he dashed down the hallway, laughing like a maniac.

Feeling refreshed and ever exuberant, he jogged to the dilapidated domicile, where he now lived with his brother. He kicked the door open and marched inside, humming a cheery tune. His entrance had been so noisy, it woke up his feline familiar, who was napping soundly.

"Ah, shit. Sorry, Kuro!" He knelt down beside the demonic kitty and scratched behind the fuzzy ears, smiling once Kuro was soothed back to sleep.

Once he got a snack to fill the void in his grumbling belly, he meandered into the bedroom, where he found it to be distressingly empty. Tch. What was I expecting? He thought, frowning and looking glum. He wouldn't be here. He's a professor, too.

"Too busy even for his big brother~. Hah!" Before the dejected scowl became stuck to his face, he hastily changed his expression into one of imperiousness.

Without a moment of consideration, he flung himself into Yukio's bed. He sighed deeply, nuzzling against a soft pillow. His brother's crisp scent was all over this pillow, the sheets, and the comforters. Yukio always kept his side of the bedroom spic and span, in contrast to the chaotic pigsty to the left. His side. Time and time again, Yukio had vexed him to tidy up his half, but he just never got around to it. He breathed in Yukio's fragrance once more, discerning the faint smell of gunpowder that mingled with the fresh aura of soap and shampoo.

He looked as though he were about to doze off again. Clinging to the pillow, he pretended he was embracing his brother instead. More than anything, he wanted Yukio to be here with him. He rarely ever got to hold his brother in such an intimate way, but the desire lingered in the back of his mind and at the core of his heart.

He mused on that he and his brother were very different. Many have already commented on their disparities. Despite their confrontations, he still believed that the two of them shared a bond that no one could dissemble. Secrets were kept from him, though. How much more could Yukio be hiding from him? What was he afraid to tell to his own brother?

"Pshhh! WHATEVER, spotty four eyes. Gonna mess up your bed now!"

He enforced an escape from his troubling thoughts, springing up to jump and dance upon the bed. He was laughing, feeling like a little kid again, when something slunk to the ground. A book had slipped from beneath the pillowcase.

Curiosity got the best of him, and he leaped off from the mattress to investigate. On the front cover, a pair of handsomely drawn boys were draped around each other and scantly clad. They appeared to be identical twins. Roses were scattered about. Underneath the title, there was a red sticker with the letters BL inscribed in black marker.

"Manga? What does BL stand for?" He was utterly perplexed. "Aha, bacon lettuce! Could that be it? Doesn't make any sense, though. Hmm..."

He plopped back down onto Yukio's bed, making himself nice and cozy, with the strange book in his hand. Not wanting to succumb to boredom, officiousness took over his better judgement. He flipped open the doujinshi and began to read, unaware of what was in store for him.

The plot had a slow start, but the art was incredible. After a few pages, he was completely engrossed in the story. In the beginning, two twin brothers were ensnared in a heated argument. They both looked ready to fight to the death. A grimly emotional battle raged on between the kin. It was getting so intense, until...

They kissed. Passionately. Yep, right in the middle of their power struggle, they just started...making out. They ripped off their bloodied attire and rammed their bodies against each other provocatively. There was a lot of biting, some more kissing, manly grunting, sweat rolling down their backs, wrestling, thrusting, dramatic confessions of love, and...

The smut had rendered him speechless. His cheeks felt so warm to the touch and they were so red from the blush. He was trembling and unable to tear his eyes away from the erotic climax. But no, he wasn't traumatized or anything. Quite the opposite. He never felt so hot and bothered before.

"Wh-wh-what is..." Sentences were difficult to articulate. He was sputtering nervously, when he noticed the bulge in his pants. "Fuck, getting hard...Why."

He clasped a hand over his crotch, fumbling his arousal. He fondled himself, but the friction between the fabric wasn't enough to satisfy his need. Impetuously, he unzipped his trousers, giving his erected member some air. He laid in Yukio's bed, tracing a finger along the length of his cock. His mind was speeding dangerously down a foggy train track. A cloud of emotions engulfed him; confusion, lust, relief. His gaze skimmed over the pornography for the umpteenth time.

"Yukio is..." He imagined being in a compromising position with his brother while completely naked. Touching Yukio, kissing Yukio, holding Yukio in his arms, and vice versa. As these vividly lewd images crowded his thoughts, he stroked his erection more fiercely. He wildly bucked his hips into his own hand, pumping his shaft and becoming tangled up in the sheets.

"A-Aghh, Yukio...!!" He hissed through gritted teeth once he came. Afterwards, he rolled onto his side, panting heavily. Wrapping his arms around himself, he quietly murmured his brother's name in verbatim. His eyes were half-lidded and had a misty sort of glow. "Yukio..."

The meeting had taken much longer than he'd anticipated. Professors yelling at each other on the best way to defeat Satan.
His real father...their real father.
He rubbed his forehead to dull the incoming headache and walked into the musty halls of the abandoned dormitory heading for the room he shared with his brother, wondering just how his twin was spending his time.

Definitely not studying, that is a safe bet.
Or cleaning.

He sighed reaching for the door still lost in thought as he heard a rustling sound coming from their room.

Ah, he's home.
Well as long as he's staying out of my things, I suppose...
I can't have him toying around with anything unnecessary.


Opening the door the first thing his eyes focused on was the book in his hand.
His heart dropped to the pit of his stomach and he flushed nearly every shade of red imaginable. His elder brother was lying on his bed, reading his manga and not just any manga the yaoi he had stashed.

Unnecessary...like that.
How will I explain this one?

If he could have disappeared behind his glasses he would have.
He coughed loudly announcing his entrance and his mouth opened to protest when...

"Yukio."

Had he imagined it?
Had Rin really just called out his name...?
It was just then that he realized what his brother had been doing when he walked in.
He took a breath calming down a bit, curiosity winning him over as he loosened his tie and moved to pin him to the bed, one hand pinning the wrist down that held the book, and the other grazing down his back, low enough to grab his tail and wrap it around his fingers giving it a tug.

"Nii-san, what did I tell you about going through my things?"

A slight smile ghosted over his lips and he looked him in the eyes. He reveled in the fact that his brother looked just as flustered and caught up in the moment as he did.
He wasn't alone in this.

"If you're curious about these things you could just ask, I'm happy to oblige as your professor."

Inwardly holding his breath he leaned forward slowly grazing his lips just over the vein in his neck and pushing his hand into his brother's causing him to drop the manga...which he normally would have cared about, but this seemed a lot more important at the moment.

The resonating footsteps sounded so far away, and did little to alert him out of his stupor. After all, jacking off can leave one very exhausted. Not to mention, he was thinking of his brother the whole time, and after reading gay porn by accident. Many questions were weighing down on him at this point, some he would like to ask himself. He had no answers, at least none that made any sense.

"Ugh, Yukio's gonna kill me for sure..."

Speak of the devil, Yukio was now standing in the doorway, looking chagrined and crestfallen. The promulgating cough had crumbled the silence. It was then that he was frightened out of his elation and contemplation.

Fretfully, he staggered upward and tried to appear virtuous, whilst struggling to pull his pants back up.

"Ah, t-there you are!! The meeting's over, huh? It's about time! Dammit. You hungry? I-I can...whip somethin' up. You name it..." If it weren't for his stuttering, his flustered face, or the diffident grin, he might have been marginally convincing. But Yukio was no fool, and he must admit: He was a terrible liar.

His eyes darted back to the forbidden book he was still clutching in his hand. "I didn't read it! I mean, okay, I did read it. B-But I didn't mean to!! And I didn't mean to get jizz on your bedspread. The homo porno's fine, though. I'll clean it up. "

When he met Yukio's gaze, he noticed that his brother was approaching, getting closer and closer. He was frantic, worried that he really fucked everything up. In a wave of panic, he said something stupid.

"Look, we can discuss your...taste in literature later. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? I'll have to...confiscate this." He held the doujinshi possessively against his chest, attempting to be formidable. "As your older brother, and all."

"Fffft. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pried." He grumbled, sighing and looking away to hide the fact that he was blushing profusely.

Stubbornly, he was glaring at the wall, avoiding eye contact with his brother. That is, until it was impossible to avert Yukio's gaze any longer. His twin had him affixed to the bed, forcing him to look up. Groaning, he made a futile effort to escape. Yukio's grasp was strong. The feel of Yukio's fingers slithering down his spine made him shiver and gasp audibly. When his tail was pulled, he failed to suppress a whimper and scowl.

"Yukio..." He whispered breathlessly, while trying to halfheartedly shove his brother off. Suddenly, a playful smirk formed upon his lips. "Hah, you gonna punish me for invading your privacy?"

The book fell to the floor, plop!

He could feel his heart beating faster and his skin tingling pleasantly when Yukio brushed his lips over his neck. "I'd like to see you try, four eyes..." He muttered, his smirk growing more mischievous.

He quirked a brow at him looking highly amused, a smile dancing over his lips.

"Seems to me you more than like my taste in literature."

He smirked looking him over and straddled the other pulling off his tie in a quick movement and using it to tie his wrists together above his head. His lips brushed over his ears as he whispered into them.

"For the first part of this lesson you have to tell me what you like, and what you've learned from the exhilarating book you've just read."

He grazed the tip of his ear with his teeth and gave a slight smirk.

"First, we see if you're sensitive."

He unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt letting his hands roam over the smooth skin.
He tried not to show how long he had wanted for this to happen as he leaned down and let his lips gently caress the peaked nipples before nipping them and rolling them with his tongue.
He let his hands run down his sides as he grazed his teeth softly down his stomach, dipping his tongue right below the navel and running his finger over the already loosened pants teasingly rubbing at his manhood through the fabric.
He traced his lips over his arousal, keeping the fabric in place so as to not give him any real satisfaction and traced one finger over his backside.
He smirked and took off his coat throwing it onto the chair as leaned into the other looking more than amused.

"I think you passed that test, Nii-san...now what shall we teach you next?"

He moved to top him again, grazing his teeth along his neckline and nipping at his collarbone.

There was no way you could deny the obvious. When Yukio acquires some new "reading material", he hoped his dear brother would be generous and share next time. At the moment, he was too astounded to think clearly. With a flourish, Yukio had bounded his wrists together with his tie.

What the hell?! Heh. Sly move...

He grinned fiendishly at his brother, testing the strength of his restraints. He could have easily broken free, especially with his flames, but (1.) where's the fun in that? And (2.) that could get very messy. Nobody should sleep on a burnt bed.

The words that were whispered into his ears and that faint bite made him shudder in pleasure. "Yes, Sensei. You better teach me a lesson, 'cuz I've been a bad boy, right?" He chuckled acerbically, squirming around and smirking in spite of himself.

Truthfully, he was conflicted, unsure if he should be stunned or aroused by his brother's display of dominance. In the past, Yukio was far more docile and passive. What happened and why was this situation giving him another hard-on? He didn't understand this lunacy at all, it was almost like a dream. He thought only in his dreams would Yukio ever touch him like this. If this was indeed just another figment, he never wanted it to fade.

"Sensitive? Whaddya mean by--th-thaaahh~--"

Involuntarily, he arched his back into the sensation of Yukio abrading his hardened nipples. "Ahhn, Y-Yukio..." His brother's ministrations were dizzying, throwing more fodder to the lustful fire that was already dancing over his body. He groaned a curse under his breath once Yukio's appendage pressed into his arousal. During the beginning of this lesson, he had opted to keep his eyes tightly closed. However, they snapped open when he could feel moist lips tantalizing his member.

"Ah! N-No, Yukio. No. Nnn. N--Not there..." He mumbled weakly, a furious blush dusting over his features. Despite his protests, he was disappointed when it had only been a tease. When Yukio's finger crawled over his entrance, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He was so responsive to Yukio's touch, it was pathetic.

He barely heard his brother's inquiry, feeling very dazed and uncomfortably hot. It felt like he was wearing far too much clothing for his liking. Yukio was too close, yet not close enough. He longed to yank Yukio down for a kiss, but he couldn't with his hands tied up as they were. How could he creatively gain the upper-hand? His brilliant plan involved more useless struggling. Remarkably, even without holding back, the tie was wound around his wrists very securely.

"Uhh..." At last, he registered what Yukio had said, but all he could come up with was that lame retort. He looked searchingly into his brother's green eyes, vaguely noting how beautiful they were. He verbalized the first thing that came to his mind. "Um, in that manga, some of those positions looked kinda...tricky. I-I wonder if I'm flexible enough..." He flushed and looked away again, trying to stabilize his thumping heart.

He gave the most innocent look he could muster and tilted his head in curiosity.

"Not where? Not here...?"

He let his lips slip just past the fabric brushing over the hardening member beneath before pulling off the boxers on the elder boy drinking in the sight of him as he pretended to contemplate what Rin had just said.

"True, you're right. I'm not sure you're ready for all of that just yet. It's something we'll have to work up to, just like exorcist training."

His smile grew slightly as he thought to himself, and he spent time looking over the other wantingly as he undid his own shirt and tie and threw them over the chair with his coat.

"That means we will be at this a lot. Sorry, nii-san...I hope you don't mind. I know you dislike studying, but some subjects just need extra attention."

He ran his hands up the inner thighs of the other breath catching at how incredibly beautiful he seemed. He leaned down letting his lips just drift along his inner thighs as he spoke.

"As your teacher I will push you to your limit, but as your doctor and someone who's loved you since we were born, I'd never do anything to hurt you."

He ran a finger along his cock, circling the head and pressing on it to create friction before grabbing his bound hands and putting them around his neck, leaving them dangerously close to each other.

He searched his brother's eyes for understanding before pressing a soft kiss to his lips and gingerly running his fingertips over his arousal as he deepened it.
When he broke the kiss he pulled up his fingers and grazed them over the others mouth watching him for a moment, intoxicated by how beautiful he looked so flushed and excited.
It was one of the many reasons he had always loved his brother so much.
He was always so full of life.
He pressed the fingers to his lips and grazed his teeth along his ear before flicking his tongue over its shell.

"You have to suck on them, nii-san."

His words came out soft and gentle as his other hand caressed his spine lingering at his hips before pulling him closer. He kissed the hollow of his neck and flicked his tongue just above his chest as he looked up at him with amusement.

"If you do it right, I'll untie you."

"Nngh! Y-Yeah, there...! Unngh..." His voice trailed off as he quivered at the slight chill that surrounded him. Now, he was pretty much exposed before his brother. As his private tutor, Yukio could plainly see how enthusiastic he was about this libidinous lecture. Behind the glare of the spectacles, there was something of a twinkle in Yukio's emerald eyes that kept him mesmerized. His attention was completely monopolized when Yukio began stripping, becoming captivated by his brother's toned body and the lovely dots that dappled over the creamy skin.

The retort he was about to admonish vanished instantly, as he was once again tongue tied-in Yukio's presence. He felt ridiculously charged with anticipation. This was actually going to happen. He didn't know how to contain the rapturous thunder in his chest, but tried to appear as cool and collected as possible. He took a breath and smirked at his brother.

"This'll be a crash course then, huh." He murmured, as he inadvertently licked his lips. "Be sure to teach me plenty. I am just your humble pupil, starving for knowledge..."

He smiled, gazing at the boy who was gently caressing his thighs. Sighing lustfully, he opened his legs a little wider as Yukio closed the distance. At Yukio's words, he looked taken aback, his ears reddening. "Tch! N-No need to go easy on me or anything--A-Ahh..."

He groaned faintly as that single digit traced around the head of his cock, sending tingly waves of pleasure to his loins. He gasped when Yukio grabbed him to draw him in. Briefly, they were both lost in each other's oculars, just silently staring. He wasn't quite expecting the kiss, and he made a muffled noise of surprise when his brother meshed their lips together.

However, he soon responded very willingly, moaning into Yukio's mouth as the kiss became more fervent. His first kiss; so powerful and exotic, just like as they were. It was perfect. He never wanted to forget this moment. When the kiss finally broke, he still felt like he was in a titillating trance.

"Yukio..." He gave a nod when he understood, relishing in the feel of Yukio's teeth grazing over his earlobe. "A-Ah, got it."

With resolve, he took Yukio's appendages into his mouth, letting his tongue dance along the blades of his brother's hand. He nibbled on them slightly as he sucked, bobbing his head back and forth as he did, coating them with wetness.

He nipped and rolled at the nipple in front of him sucking on it to bite back the moan that came from just the feel of the hot wet heat surrounding his fingers. He could feel the blood shooting straight to his groin and he sighed a little in satisfaction.
Giving the knot that held his wrists a sharp tug he let him free and drew back the saliva coated fingers and rubbed just one tauntingly over his entrance.

He hesitated a bit, knowing it wouldn't be the most pleasant feeling at first and decided he would do something to distract him.

"Nii-san, lay back and relax as much as you can."

He pushed him down softly and began to nibble lightly up the base of his shaft swirling his tongue over the tip and tracing it down to suck on the base before bringing his hips closer and delving his tongue into his entrance working it enough to make him squirm.
He watched in an intoxicated lust, the moans and convulsions of the other making his heart beat erratically as he replaced his tongue with one finger and then two taking his hardened arousal into his mouth and just faintly nipping at the tip as he swirled his tongue over it bobbing his head and sucking as his free hand made its way up his side feeling the soft and smooth skin.

When he had finally begun to relax he added a third finger curling them to find the sweet spot inside of him that would make him feel something he never had before and massaging it gently before withdrawing his fingers all together, careful not to let him release too soon. He came up breathing raggedly his skin tingling with need as he took off the rest of his clothing and moved to top the other boy again.
He flushed red realizing how painfully hard he'd become, but attempted to cover it up nibbling at the jawline of the other.

Pleasurable knots were twisting in stomach, making him moan as he did his task. The sensation of his brother's warm tongue lapping over his hardened nipples was driving him crazy with stimulation. Then, the tie's constriction around his wrists slackened and it slithered away; he grinned a little, knowing he had done a satisfactory job. Now that his hands were free, he took the opportunity to tangle through Yukio's hair. He was just about to crush their lips together for an encore, when Yukio instructed another command. After caressing his brother's cheek and playfully biting at his lower lip, he complied.

"That I can and will do." He said, harnessing some confidence while Yukio pressed him down into the mattress.

He sprawled out on the bed. Driven with trust, love and lust, he allowed Yukio full-access to his body. Combating with the exhilaration of it all, he did as he was told, and relaxed to the best of his ability. Sensual spasms reaped through him, as Yukio enticed his erection. Gritting his teeth to hold back a licentious sound, he couldn't help but arch his back.

His composed exterior was downgraded to shambles, when a hot tongue plunged into the pucker of his rear. His hips did a jerking motion and a loud, vulgar gasp was ripped out of him. He hissed obscenely, becoming overwhelmed with heat.

"Y-Yeah, Yukio..." He managed to drawl out a bawdy encouragement, as his brother nearly sent him over the edge. "That--That feels so good. Hnngh..."

Everything felt euphoric. Surreal, yet sublime. The scissoring within was awkward at first, but Yukio was a man of his word. Eventually, it was a bit enjoyable and not once did he feel pain. In yet, he wanted to cry because of how orgasmic Yukio's touch was. Tears of bliss made his blue eyes watery.

"A-Ahnn, Y-Yukio. I...I think I'm ready." He panted, wrapping his arms around the other boy, and looking at him earnestly.

His heart beat erratically in his chest at those words.
Secretly, it had always been something he'd wanted to hear. He admired Rin far more than he ever let on.
Grabbing a small vial from his belt he coated himself with the makeshift lube and positioned himself at his entrance wrapping his arms around his waist.
The only warning he gave was a deep kiss before thrusting himself into the tight orifice. Moaning in pleasure at the feel of the hot, wet heat encircling him as he pulled all the way out and thrust into him again. His arms wrapped around the others waist as his breathing began to come quicker and his mind clouded in need.
He started slowly at first before the movements became to come more quickly...his want of the other man clouding his judgement.

"Rin...I'm..."

He gritted his teeth trying to hold back and reached between them to stroke the other boy with the leftover remnants of the oil, hoping to make him come at the same time. He circled the tip of his arousal with his thumb rubbing it mercilessly as he pulled all the way out once more and thrust in again.

He didn't have a second to wonder where the hell the lubricant came from, but as if that even mattered. The size of his brother's shaft was incredible, paling his in comparison. Not all traits were shared between twins, after all. That was already abundantly apparent, almost like they were unrelated. But either through the fate of blood or sheer willpower, he will always stay connected to Yukio.

A literal connection commenced when Yukio collided his cock inside him. No measures of preparation or longing could ever distill the pang of that very first thrust. However, the lascivious kiss was enough to dull the ache that stabbed at his core. Both the pain and the pleasure was deliciously intense. He clung onto Yukio, enclosing his arms and legs around his brother's torso as the rod penetrated deeper. He bucked his hips along with Yukio's strong, swift movements, trying to keep up with the pace.

"Hnn, Yukio..." He groaned coarsely, clamping his fangs into his brother's shoulder and raking his fingernails up Yukio's back. He kissed and licked at the wound he had left behind, moaning when Yukio gripped onto his swollen member. Yukio pounded into his prostate, and he swore under his breath, curling his toes when he became overwrought with titillation.

"Nngh. Yukio, I'm gonna--A-Ahh!!" He called out his brother's name as he rode through blinding ecstasy, releasing his warm seed at the point where their climaxes clashed. He shivered and shuddered happily at the feeling of Yukio filling him to the brim, leaning up to give his brother a meaningful kiss. He cupped Yukio's face in his hands, looking up at him with a breezy smile. His eyes were half-lidded and glossy with an afterglow, regarding Yukio adoringly.

Chuckling to himself, to brought Yukio down to lay on his chest, stroking his disheveled hair. Without rethinking it, he let the next few words fall softly from his parted lips with ease.

"I love you...AH, UHM. Erm..." He blushed deeply, pouting and looking away. "I mean, yeah. Foraspottyfoureyesdork."

It was the bite that sent him over the edge and he clung to the other as he rode out the euphoric wave that hit him. Gasping for breath he fell into him running his fingers through the sticky mess with a slight smirk.

"I'm going to have to make you pay for getting my side for making a mess of my side of the room Nii-san."

He gently pulled out and pulled the other to him wrapping his arms around his waist as a wave of drowsiness hit him. He rested his head on his shoulder and nipped his ear as he relaxed, snuggling into him.

"I love you too."