Behind Bedroom Doors, Chp 2)
Authors Notes: Hello everybody! Just a few points of intrest concerning this chapter. Firstly, I have to be entirly forthrite and tell you that there is no actual yiff in it BUT some nudity as well as various hints of what next chapter will hold! Secondly, Tanner still is dealing with his wetting-issues and not to spoil it but that comes into play as the two older teens cement their relationship even further. And lastly Allen doesn't have a very large role in this one but for those of you who like him (Somebody surely does right?) the little draconic bully had a crucial role that you'll come to see soon enough. All things concidered, I think this one is a good read with just a sprinkle of naughtiness.
Enjoy
~Willace <>
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Behind Bedroom Doors
Chapter Two
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Searching through the darkness, a frail pair of arms sought more of his brother's warmth. As the young dragon pulled himself closer into the embrace Trenton cracked his tired eyes, unsure of the reality behind the moment. A soft sigh coupled with Tanner nuzzling his maw deeply against his siblings chest and the night was still again. So almost begrudgingly the eldest dragon allowed himself to return back to a dream. The silence was broken once more as Tanner persisted to press his being into his brother's relaxed body.
The soft quills that adorned his head scraped gently back and forth the older teen's chest, stirring him further from sleep. Sure they were shorter and not as thick as his big brother's but they irked him all the same. "Tanner, stop that." Whispered the older dragon patiently. But instead of stopping the smaller dragon just squirmed in even closer, arms tugging at his brother's back. "Seriously are you always like this when you sleep?" he chuckled lightly, minding to keep his voice low. For as annoying as his little brother was being, it actually was nice to pass out with someone else in the same bed. The transparency of the situation soon arose. He was a gay teenager cuddling in his brother's bed. Most notably they had even discussed having sex. Sure it wasn't all that likely to actually happen. But regardless of its slim probability, the fact that they had discussed such a thing mere minutes ago seemed like a huge dilemma. One that hampered the elder dragon's ability to fully drift off into a deep slumber.
'So what if we do it?' Trenton mused, his left arm lightly coming to rest across Tanner's right. 'I mean it's just sex, right? Hell, I was about his age when I learn about it... wasn't until a few years later did I actually learn about it.... but he's a smart kid, figured it out by himself... mostly...' His inner monologue went on for a while until he finally nodded off, weary from a long day. As he slept his little brother would occasionally nudge an arm or murmur a whisper, stopping it from being a good night's rest. Near the start of another hazy nocturnal hallucination Trenton heard a whimpering breaking through. At first it seemed just his imagination, a by-product of a fatigued head; because of this he ignored it. And after a while it did fade off, allowing the older dragon to finally come to a deep peaceful rest.
He dreamed such mundane things, mostly just a college of past memories and familiar faces. As dawn approached outside the window things hadn't really changed. Tanner still tried to cling hopelessly close to his brother, though unaware of his unconscious groping. And Trent simply molded like clay to his brother's grasping touch, also oblivious thanks to his heavy eyelids. All seemed to co-exist, each brother balancing the other's actions like a coordinated dance. The very show of it might shame both of them; should they have ever grown privy to it. Still few things in the world could have filled their senses with such wonder as the way they had become so close in the early hours. Amongst the constant connection between them an excitement grew, as if by instinct, throughout Trenton's body; spurring his sexual desires to life.
It might have been the familiar scent of his younger brother, drifting so richly from its source. Or perhaps it was the way Tanner gingerly caressed the older male's shoulders. Even without the fullest knowledge of his actions he had created an untamed fire. A blaze that was fueled by a quickened heartbeat coupled with a faint purring-like song as it escaped the eldest sibling's lips. Each breath, a new verse of happiness that Tanner had brought to his brother. Pulling him closer and closer; all the while Tanner floated from the depths of dreams that held the little dragon captive.
Breaking through the surface in the woken world, sunlight beamed through cracked curtains and poured over the illogical union. Yet instead of finding shame for the forbidden unity, Tanner received nothing but joy. Joy for knowing that his admiration did not go so unrequited. So as quiet as falling leaf, he climbed from his brother's arms reluctantly and slowly slipped out of bed, a blushing smile smeared between his ears. For now his brother could rest. They would have plenty of opportunities to repeat the past night again.
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Awoken by the digital alarm screeching like sirens Trenton pried his eyes open. The first thought was that his ceiling had changed. Well that is until he realized that he did infact spend the night in Tanner's room. For a moment he just waited for the alarm to stop. Sure enough it went back to silence after a few more bursts of irritable noise. It wasn't until he had become fully relaxed did he finally put one and one together. He was in Tanner's bed! Tanner, a known bed-wetter and now unaccounted for little brother!
His next thought was shout for him but that was dismissed as a stupid gesture. Trenton really didn't want to alert Allen to the situation. No, that would have been the worst thing to do here. Swallowing he reached a trembling paw down to where Tanner spent the night. When his fingers met a dry blanket beneath he sighed a little bit out of relief. "God damn, guess he was right about me helping fix his 'little problem' afterall," he chuckled at the foolishness of the notion and began to stand up. A creaking door started to open and he froze deadly still.
"Hey sleepy head, I made US breakfast today!" chortled the middle sibling in a merry tone. "Bloody hell, dude! give me a heart attack why don't ya? Shut the door before Al sees us!" Demanded Trent as he waved his brother over. His outburst surprised Tanner but didn't shake the smile from his peppy face. "Hehehehe, you know you're allowed to be in your brother's room right? There's no unwritten rule that says we can't hang out together before school." Explained the smaller of the two teens. Stroking his quills Trenton heaved a sigh and moved away from the bed. "Yeah but there's the unwritten rule that two brother's shouldn't be sharing the same bed. Especially when you are prone to..." Trenton let his facial features soften and then took a step closer before finishing his rant. "Prone to water issues."
Folding his arms Tanner mocked Trenton's disapproving stance. "You didn't seem to mind sharing the bed with 'nother boy this morning." Again his little brother's voice was a childish nagging tone. It sounded almost as if the young dragon pup was attempting to be sly, that or trying to blackmail his brother somehow. "Tanner... What do you mean by that?" He ask, his form crouching as if ready to pounce. "Not telling!" Tanner replied boldly. That was the match that exploded the powder-keg. Trenton leaped to tackle his middle sibling. "Tell me or you'll see that I can be meaner than Allen is!" He threatened chasing his brother in a circle. Cutting off the boy's escape route, the eldest son trapped him by the bed and approached slowly, arms at the ready to snag Tanner should he sprint away.
"Aigh! You had a boner! when I woke up, you were hard, that's all I swear!" It was hilarious to hear such a shy and reserved teen talk like that, Trenton just burst into laughter. "Don't flatter yourself, lil' bro. Happens every morning to everybody. Well clearly not to you just yet. Nature's gonna' hit you and you'll have no clue what's going on, huh?" Short of the 'grown-up talk' Tanner actually knew, in part, what his body was going through. Still his shyness or modesty hindered from divulging his awareness of puberty and all the morning joys it could bring.
"Well that's why I got you, big brother." he announced in a voice characteristically toned-down. After folding his arms across his chest he stiffly straightened his posture and followed it by an 'I love you.' For a moment the family tie two brothers shared was replaced by an emense emotion; something a great measure more intimate. It was an odd sensation, a sort of tingling on both the dragons' cheeks. It lasted a moment longer than either had expected but came to a close as Tanner spoke up again.
"I made breakfast today for us Trent." Declared the younger of the two, still in the temporary high of the moment. Every feature of his face glowed with pride, awaiting a sign of affectionate appreciation. Instead he got only the usual groggy morning voice Trent used during the first few hours of consciousness. "Breakfast huh? So I'm guessing oatmeal and poptarts?" Even if it seemed a bit mundane of a thing to say, Tanner's sunshine like happiness crumbled. Given the fact that preparing Tanner's classification of 'breakfast' simply meant pushing button on the microwave or toaster, to the fifth teen-year-old it was still an act of dedication towards his family. You could have hidden him in the darkest place on earth and still be able to see his self-esteem wavier.
Spying the crushed look Trent smiled reassuringly, reached out , and took the young dragon by the paw. "Well I love the sound of it. Let's get a move on, You know how Allen is. He'd eat it all before we got the chance." Falling back in to the usual quite demeanor Tanner followed his older brother out of the room. Trent was sure to remain just a few steps ahead as they walked down the hallway and turned the alcove of the kitchen. Sure enough their little brother had made his way into the kitchen since Tanner's absence from the room.
Busying himself with the final trimmings of the meal Trent passed out two separate plates of poptarts, one blueberry and the other strawberry, then glopped the maple oatmeal proportionately into three small bowls. "Hey Trent..." Allen finally spoke up at last, propping his head up while leaning his elbows on the table. "What's up, bro?" Trent asked casually, his mind a bit scattered at the moment. "Didn't you wear that yesterday?" Asked the youngest teen, his cognitive thought process not yet at it's peak potential. "I always sleep in the same clothes, dude." It was the opening for a very dull conversation, but an expected one none the less. The subject of debate, how they would dress during the first day of school. Unfortunately Allen jabbered and chattered away with all sorts of 'helpful ideas' for what the other two should wear and bragged about what he had planned.
"Fascinating..." Trenton gave a false yawn and stole a glance at Tanner out of the corner of his eyes. He was being rather quiet for some reason, well even more so than usual. Not wanting to be direct about engaging this fact Trent simply leaned back and stretched his arms outward. After another long yawn he leaned ever so slightly to the left. "You wanna' know something Really impressive? Guess who made us breakfast this morning. It wasn't me and sure wasn't you. Go ahead Tanner, tell him." Figuring he had just handed Tanner fifth-teen minutes of fame served on a silver platter, the eldest couldn't help but give a toothy grin. "I made breakfast today Al. It's my favorite oatmeal and... and... ~sniffle~ ...poptarts..." A few more sniffles came after and left the other two frozen with eyes wide and alarmed. Trenton's immediate gut reaction was guilt. For a flash of a second he conceived the notion that Tanner might have felt that the oldest son was mocking him, making the frail hearted cub feel completely unappreciated. Getting a telling glance at the squinted eyes and abashed look on his face told him that wasn't the case. The sullen spirit that emanated around their brother disproved that entirely . Tanner's very near to tears expression was the result of something else, something much more dramatic; but what?
Before either of them could utter another word, a prevalent smell hit the older boy's nostrils. "Al, there's twenty dollars on my night stand. Leave RIGHT NOW and it's yours if you don't come back until I tell you too." Naturally their narcissistic brother started to open his mouth to ask for a better explanation to the insanely generous offer. Trenton stopped him dead in his tracks and stood up forcefully, glaring at the youngest teen. "For the love of God, dude! It's twenty bucks! Just Go; NOW!"
Finally Allen took the hint and broke away from the other two in a mad dash out of the kitchen. The very second he had left the room Trent sprinted to his brother's side, hugging him tightly. Whimpering Tanner clamped his arms covering his groin and an extremely noticeable wet spot that had emerged there. "I couldn't help it..." he whined, his hazel eyes welling with tears.
"Shush... shush... it's okay, accidents happen... Nobody's gonna' say anything..." Cooed the big brother, gently lifting his younger sibling out of the seat. He stripped the shirt he had been wearing and fashioned a cloak about Tanner's waist then guided the pair of them for the restroom. "We'll talk about it when you're ready..."
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Rinsing away the last few drops of urine, Trenton kneeled at his brother's side. Resting a forgiving paw on the younger dragon's shoulder while he sat almost curled into a ball. "There we go, just like it never happened." He smiled trying to sound as reassuring as possible. It was all despite a simple truth; it still really did happen. Shutting off the spicket they rose up and Trent wrapped a towel around him. "So can we talk about this?" He asked carefully avoiding eye-contact. Shrugging his shoulders Tanner walked moodily over for the clean clothes they had prepared.
"I, umm, just couldn't help it. I got sad and then..." He sniveled lightly, before drying himself off. Trying to assess the situation Trent allowed himself to become lost in thought. Blankly he stared off in the distance, his mind jumping back and forth with notions of what to say next. Unaware of the fact his gaze was cemented upon his little brother the older teen wondered if Tanner was susceptible to repeating his 'accident' at an even less inconvenient place. Maybe he should ask if that might be a realistic threat. Assembling his scattered thoughts he refocused his attention back into starting to a conversation. All the while his sibling stretched his arms over his head, taking his shirt and pulled it down slowly over the moist fur. Tanner had to pause before pulling his head through the neck-line. A small problem that the boys all shared, if they weren't cautious their quills might snag the fabric making an immediately identifiable tear pattern. So he paused, fiddling with his arms bent behind his head and fidgeted around with his chest prolonging exposed. Suddenly Trenton found the right form of encouragement for his little brother.
"Hey Tanner, you've got a really nice body, ya' know?" Snickers came from under the shirt and the little brother finally pulled it down around his belly. "Hehehe, thanks... You... um, have a nice piece." replied the normally timid dragon, pointing straight at his brother's groin. Trenton didn't know what to think. Apparently he was ernest when he said his brother looked good, his thickened state acclaimed to that. But it made him a little uncomfortable to reveal a lustful side to somebody so naive. He went with his gut instinct and played it down as much as possible.
"Yeah, yeah I do. I can give you a couple phone numbers that will attest to that fact. Now come on and move so I can get dressed." Tanner fluttered his eyes, trying rather bluntly to be cute. "What was that look about?" Trent huffed a laugh his gaze laying across his brother's once more. The young teen was trying seriously hard to put out signals begging for something that almost seemed to be alluring, if weren't for how cliche' they were. His tail swayed too controlled, and his paws far too efemiantly held off from his sides. The signs were clear, the message as plain as black ink on white paper; Tanner was trying to flirt with his older brother.
Sparkles in his young eyes, Tanner held his breath. He might have the bravery to lead his brother towards it, but could never own the courage to actually ask for sex so plainly. Considering that his last attempt to do so ended in them cuddling, Tanner had high hopes all the same. "Get out, dude. Are you for real? You're sincerely hitting on me right now, aren't ya'?" Asked Trenton through a devious smirk that showed an equal amusement of his hardened appendage down below. Tanner chortled the slogan draconic laugh. "Maybe a little," he confessed, pivoting his hindpaw inplace. 'Maybe a lot.' thought his older brother and wrapped the towel around himself. "That's all fine and good little bro, but I have the feeling that you're just doing that because you think I want you too ; not because you want to." As anyone would have guessed the instinctive brotherly rivalry spurred up for just a second as Tanner tried to counter his sibling's seemingly correct statement.
"Nuh-huh!" He exclaimed while Trent slipped on a pair of boxers, still sporting an enlarged sign of arousal. "Yeah, okay, so where's your hard-on huh? Maybe guys don't turn you on as much as you said they do." Uncontrollably the little brother giggled at the mention of 'hard-on's and started to unzip his flie. "Don't be mean brother, you know I don't have one as big as yours, that's why you can't see it through my jeans."
Sure enough a detectable bulge plopped out as soon as the metal teeth parted. Trenton held back a snicker as well as anyone could have expected but then pulled his own pants up. "Okay, you got me there. See last night, you acted a little on the bizarre side. Now I guess you were just... nervous. Still we're not pornstars like Matt and Ricky so keep in your pants, Okay? If we do anything, we're going to move reeeaaalllyyy slow. I got nothing against a grind and a rub but make sure the things are on the up and up; savvy?" Tanner nodded his boyish smile fading just a hint. "So does that mean..." He looked up at his brother's eyes, remembering what they had talked about the night before. If he truly wanted sex he might have to overcome the boundary of shyness he had.
Clearing his throat Tanner cemented his thoughts, and his courage, and continued. "So I know we can't right now, by afterschool could we talk more about having sex?" Despite the fact the smaller dragon didn't approach it entirely head-on, Trenton still respected the amount of forwardness he used. "Sure, but we're not spending the night together again. You toss and turn like a fiend." His face straightened out of his grin and a more serious air surrounded him. "Now that we've taken care of that can we talk about the incident at breakfast?" He asked a little bluntly yet still keeping a calm, pacifying undertone. Tanner wasn't exactly eager to engage a conversation about such a grim topic. But consented knowing his elder brother would only support him, never degrade.
"Like I said, um, I couldn't hold it. It made me really sad and I don't know." Trent slicked his quills back in the familiar fashion. After his paws pressed them down they sprung back up, flicking tiny water droplets into mist. He did it a second time before he confessed he wasn't exactly following what his brother meant. "I'm confused, bro. Why were you sad? I didn't make you feel bad about something, did I?" Tanner immediately shook his head at what his brother was asking solely based on the scale of the question but then slowly, shamefully nodded 'yes' instead. He then proceeded to tell his older brother that it wasn't intentional, but every time he'd have an accident it seemed to be linked with events that were extremely depressing, well at least to him. According to Tanner, the happenings at the breakfast table was the result of Allen's jeering and sadly enough, the rough spot the two older males shared when Trenton first awoke.
"Trent, I really look up to you. Anytime that we fight it kills me and I can't stop my body from doing... that. So when I have a bad dream that something bad happens or you leave forever I wake up and my bed's wet again. I know we're tight as a family but I can't help what I dream." Allowing the younger teen to collect his thoughts, Trenton ushered them out into the hallway. "Look, We'll text through school and even meet at lunch." The older male reassuered, thick tail swinging as they walked.
When they reached the living room Trenton had managed to sway his brother away from the dismal thought and towards happier ones. It was agreed that every hour they would excuse themselves to the restroom and could call each other. During these illicit contacts they had decided to put their relationships in perspective. To theorize about having sex, to go over how they could prevent any further accidents, and to just keep in touch. Tanner was especially ecstatic about the adult portion of the conversations, as any hormonal teen might be.
"Alright, alright, we'll talk about it later." He said, passing his middle brother his backpack. Allen joined them, his new clothing noticeably selected. "Sup' guys? You about ready to head out?" The youngest asked, completely oblivious to his siblings chat while he made his way to the front door. It was clear that Allen was eager to hit the halls of the school, truthfully they all were. Their day seemed to hold so much promise.
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