A Caring brother

This is NOT Beta-read and English is not my native language so please bare with me. The two betas I have are mia and loa atm. I have the tendency to run long sentences here and there but please try not to mind that! I try my best when my muse hits me so please be gentle when it comes to grammar and sentence issues :p
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CHAPTER IX
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It didn't take long for Kankuro to undress and get into the hot shower and as soon as he had closed the shower door he grabbed his length while the water drenched his suntanned body. He closed his eyes and cursed under his breath but didn't move his hand right away, just holding his erection.

"shit shit shit…"

He mumbled to himself. This was Gaara's doing, Gaara did this to him! Turning him on like this with his innocent mind that didn't understand what was wrong or right in the eyes of society and wouldn't accept getting a lesson about how people thought about brothers being together, incest at its peak.

But, his brother's tongue against his, teasing his senses, tasting so good in his mouth while seeking so desperately for body contact and need of love which he pretended he didn't want. Kankuro groaned quietly to himself and leaned his left hand on the shower wall and started to stroke himself up and down in slow motions and let out a light moan.

"nh… fuck…"

He whispered and upped the pace, tracing his thumb over his slit, teasing himself while he wacked off to the memory of the needing kiss of his brother, the taste and the feel of his skin. His balls moved with the motion of his hand while slowly tightening as his pulse increased as well as his breathings while his thoughts slowly changed. From remembering the taste of Gaara's kiss, to imagining his little brother on his knees sucking him off while playing with his balls like a good boy would. The thought itself made Kankuro moan and upped the pace even more, tracing his thumb over his now glistening head while the tension in his lower region started to build.

"oh God… nh…!"

He whispered, his hips starting to move into his own hand to meet his yanks and thrusts, imagining Gaara sucking him harder, faster and allowing him to do him in the mouth, coming in his mouth and watch him swallow his load. He felt his balls tightening, pulling up against his shaft as the tightening of his groin intensified tenfold before he released himself with a shaky moan, spraying the shower wall white while milking himself until the last drop.

Kankuro leaned his head on his lower arm that now rested against the shower wall, still holding his length that slowly relaxed in his grip.

"What the hell am I doing…?"

He mumbled and shook his head.

"fuck…"

Kankuro was just glad that Temari indeed had gone away for a month or she would have witnessed a very weird spectacle with Kankuro spending time with his little brother in his apartment, only to end up walking out with the tray and with a boner to go. How ironic.

He collected himself then started to clean up, washing his hair and body while trying to force the new thoughts and dreams out of his head.


Gaara heard the door close behind him and felt Kankuro lingering outside for a moment before he left. Why was his brother denying giving him what he needed? So what if society didn't look upon them with kind eyes, no one had ever looked at Gaara with kind eyes so nothing would change there. Another thought occurred to him though. Kankuro had always been watched by the city as one of the most outstanding puppeteer and a great ninja, perhaps it was Kankuro that was afraid to lose face? That the citizens would look at him differently?
He still rested in the fetal position as he corrected himself between his legs when he realized things were… different… down there. He looked down and saw a bulge and blinked. It took a moment before he touched it, realizing that it indeed was his own penis that had become hard and it was more sensitive now than it had ever been!

Gaara opened the edge of his pants while sitting up, opening his underwear up as well to look at his swollen shaft. It looked different but yet the same. He touched the tip and gasped lightly while pulling his pants down a bit more to release the pressure of his shaft while looking at it. This had never happened before but he understood he had some kind of need to want to do something with it, the question was what? He could call Kankuro in here again but that wouldn't help the point of actually making him walk out. Gaara removed his shirt to be able to see better and pulled his pants down to the middle of his thighs.

He touched the tip again and traced his fingertips over it and exhaled softly again and realized his nipples had become hard by the touch of his penis however that worked? He gripped the shaft with his right hand, it was so warm and it made him want to touch the tip again, perhaps he could do that all over if he moved his hand up and down to make the foreskin move as well? After all, that had fallen back to reveal his sensitive tip to begin with.

He tried it, he pulled up then pushed down again and a kind of pleasure swept over him. He tried again and the same feeling appeared again, a form of itching pleasure in his length that made him want to keep rubbing himself up and down which he also did while realizing his heart increased the pace and he became slightly winded after a while.

"nh..!"

A strange feeling of tension slowly formed in his lower region while he pumped his hard shaft and suddenly a small white pearl appeared on the tip which caused him to stop for a moment before touching it with his left hand. It was sticky and he could easily smear it out on his sensitive tip and by doing so the sensitivity increased even more than before. He moaned quietly before moving his left index to his mouth to taste the fluid. It was salt, tasted good and he wanted more. Salt and sour things were something he liked eating when it came to treats if he could choose.

Gaara started to pump himself again, the wetness of his tip teasing even more now when the foreskin could actually glide over it. His penis bobbed a bit and he looked down again, realizing that more pearls had appeared on the tip, running down the side and down to the edge where it was picked up by the foreskin and yet again smeared over his head.

"…nh..!"

His left hand's index once again stroked over the liquid to taste more of it just before he felt the need to increase the pace, something told him to and something also told him he could have more of that fluid if he went with it. Then the thought of having Kankuro's hands on his shaft like this appeared in his head, that he could just lay back and enjoy the feeling while it built up in him.

Gaara leaned back on his pillows in a half sitting position and increased the pace even more and felt his balls tighten a bit, were they supposed to do that? It didn't matter. The feeling increased and he wanted more of it, needed more of it!

By now he was panting and arching his back while his hips started to move on their own to work his hand. His entire body tensed and he found it hard to breathe in a steady pace just as the pressure couldn't build more, it felt like he exploded inside and looked down on his shaft at the same second while panting.

Hundreds of a second and he released himself all over his chest as well as hitting his open mouth with some of it as well, swallowing it as a reaction to it.

He shuddered and looked at his chest while his shaft was still pumping small amounts of seed onto his stomach, bobbing a bit up and down by each release. He breathed hard then slowly scooped up a bit of his seed and tasted it again. It still tasted salt but it was good and somehow he felt a bit calmer after his 'milk' had been let out.

"Kankuro… can you get milk too?"

He mumbled to himself, licking his fingers.

What none of the brothers knew was that they had released at the same time thinking about each other but in different parts of the house.