It had been about a year since Max and I started dating, and somehow our mom has not found out yet. Sure, there had been some close calls here and there, but at the end of the day, we are still together. It's kind of funny actually, how before I dated him, the thought of us genuinely dating seemed impossible, and now the only thing I find impossible is there being another world where I'm not with him. 

Max and I were laying on the couch with the TV on in the background as we were cuddling. Our mom was out, of course, so we took her absence from the house as a chance to be all romantic. He rubbed his paws behind me as I did the same to him, but they weren't the only things of ours that were rubbing against each other. With so much sexual tension between our cuddling, it wouldn't have taken long before we got a boner from it all. 

    I moved up slightly and pressed my muzzle against his. Moving his paw up to my head, he slid his tongue into my mouth, and while I did the same, I felt his other paw sliding down to my butt. 

    “Oh, Max~” I moaned softly. 

    “Heh, you like that?” He smirked. 

    I grinned, then thrusted myself onto him, feeling his tongue against my own as we made out with a mix of intimacy and viciousness. I felt his pre dripping on my cock as it rubbed intensely against mine, desperate to release it’s pent up love all over me. The thought alone of Max being so desperate was enough to excite me even more than before, probably to the point of climax. He pushed me back a little.

    “Now hold on, don’t think you’re gonna get away with making me cum without getting a little pounding first” he grinned.

    I would be lying if I said I didn’t see this coming. I flipped over on my belly, my ass raised high in the air for him to see. I looked at him with a sly look as I playfully wiggled my butt, enjoying seeing my brother so riled up over it. With no say, he mounted me and went to town. 

    Already, I could tell just how much he wanted this today from how hard he was pounding me. If it wasn’t for the fact I’ve had a year worth of practise, my asshole might of been torn to shreds from the way he was fucking me.

    “Ah, slow down!” I yelped, trying to keep myself from collapsing on the couch.

    “Mmn, well maybe you shouldn’t have teased me like that, you fucking cutie” he panted, trying to keep himself from speeding up his pace.

    I knew at that moment I was in for a rough ride. I felt his knot pounding the edge of my butthole. This might be one of the few times he’ll cum early.

    “WHAT THE FUCK!?” We heard a voice yell behind us. 

    We quickly turned around to see our mother at the door, looking as shocked as we were. What was once lust turned to absolute terror as we scrambled to say something, anything, to make this situation less worse than it already was. 

    “Mom, wait! Please liste-”

    “Don’t try to get out of this! I know exactly what I saw! How could you...why would you..” she interrupted me, freaking out. 

    Max tried speaking up next, “Mom please, just let us-”

    “NO! I’ll be right back, you two stay here! And DON’T DO ANYTHING!” she screamed before going up to her room. 

    We were both silent, not even looking at each other. I couldn’t believe it happened, our worst nightmare, right before our very eyes. I felt a sense of dread and anxiety as my mind started racing, thinking about what was going to happen now. I felt like I was going to cry. I wished this was all just some horrible nightmare and I was about to wake up. I just-

    Max grabbed me by the arm and dragged me upstairs to his room. He slammed the door and started frantically rummaging through his stuff, grabbing anything valuable to him.

    “Max, what the fuck are you doing?” I said, worried. 

    “We are leaving. Now” He said and went back to rummaging.

    “What?! Where!?"

    "I don't fucking know, Isaac! Anywhere away from here? All I know is that we can NOT stay here!" He yelled and put everything into a bag. 

    "Max! Think about what you're doing, okay? We shouldn't just fucking-"

    "Isaac, for fucks sake! You're not understanding the situation! Mom might split us up, send us away to make sure we'd never see each other again!"

    "How would you know that's going to happen?!"

    "How would you know it's not going to happen!?"

    I was silent. He kind of had a point. How would I know what mom might do to us now? This wasn't just your typical stealing-from-the-cookie-jar trouble, this was fucking incest! 

    "...please, Isaac. Come with me, we'll find somewhere to stay, just the two of us! I can't bear to think of us being split apart!" He desperately said, tears running down his cheeks. 

    I looked at the floor. Was this really the right thing to do? Running away? I sighed and looked back up at him.

    “...okay, let’s go” I sighed.

    I followed behind him as he sped downstairs and out the front door. As we ran into the nearby woods, I couldn’t help but look back at our house one last time. It’s light brown paint slowly peeling off the wall, the front porch that hadn’t been smoothed in years, the weird effect where it looked smaller outside than inside, every detail was implanted in my brain like it was super important. Maybe it was, or maybe I just couldn’t quite grasp the fact I’m actually running away. I turned back and followed Max.

.   .   .

    We had been walking in the woods for what felt like hours. I was worried we were lost, especially since I knew Max didn’t have a clear plan on where he was going.

    “Don’t worry, I think we’re almost there,” he said.

    “Almost where? We’ve been in this same damn forest for probably HOURS! I’m worried we’re going to be stuck here forever.”

    “We’re not gonna be stuck here forever, there’s bound to be a way out of here, we just gotta keep walking and hope for the best.” he tried to reassure me.

    I sighed, “Ok, if you say so.”

    A few more hours passed of us walking through the forest, and the sun was setting. I had a feeling we’d have to camp out in the forest, which already made me feel miserable because he had no way of making shelter. We would just have to hope there was something nearby that would somewhat resemble shelter for us to stay in.

    “Max, I think we should set up ca-”

    “Holy shit! Isaac, look!” he yelled, pointing in front of us.

    I ran past him and saw civilization up ahead. I felt so relieved I wouldn’t have to sleep in the woods. When we ran out, I noticed a motel nearby right next to a gas station. 

“Max, there’s a motel! We could just stay there for the night” I suggested while pointing to the motel.

“Looks good, but I don’t have that much money.” 

“Maybe we could find a way to make money?” I suggested.

“In an hour? That just doesn’t seem possible.”

“Then why don’t we just ask someone who already has a room here if we could stay with them for the night?”

“I don’t think a stranger is going to let two young pokemon into their room”

“Well do you have any better ideas?” I said, getting annoyed.

He was silent for a bit, before sighing, “Fine, we’ll do it your way, but I seriously doubt it would work.”

We walked to the motel and waited around in the parking lot, hoping someone would come out of their room. It was already dark out, and there seemed to be no one around. I almost gave up on the plan, when I saw a red car pulling into the driveway. A lady with black hair in a ponytail stepped out of her car. She looked like she was in her early 20’s, wearing an orange shirt and dark jeans. As she locked her car door, she noticed me looking at her. I looked away quickly.

    She walked up to us and asked in a sympathetic voice, “Aw, are you two lost?”

    “Erm...yeah, and we’ve been trying to find a place to stay for the night.” I said innocently. 

    “How about I let you stay with me for the night, and then I’ll help you find where you need to go?” She offered.

    “That would be great!” I said, turning to Max with a sly grin. He scoffed and turned away.

    She led us to her room on the second floor. The room itself wasn’t anything too special. The wall was a dull beige color. Coming in from the door, there was another door to the right which I assumed was the bathroom. Walking further in, there was a bed on the right side of the room, with a closet on the wall to the right of the bed. On the left of the bed was a painting of a log cabin with a mountain in the background. The left of the room had a desk with a lamp on the right edge of it, and a TV mounted on the wall. Next to the desk was a white mini fridge with a microwave on top of it. The far left of the room had a potted plant in the corner. 

    “Welp, make yourselves at home. Oh! Do you guys want anything to eat?” She asked.

    “Now that I think about it, I am pretty hungry, and I can imagine Max is too.” I said.

    “Oh, so your name is Max?”

    Max nodded and mumbled, “Yeah”

    “And what is your name?” She asked, looking at me.

    “Isaac”

    “Aw, what cute names!” She smiled.

    She went to the mini fridge and opened it. Inside were a pack of sodas and beers, left-overs from a fast food place, and some sandwiches in zip-lock bags. She looked in there for a few seconds and sighed.

    “Shit, I really thought there was more stuff in here” she said to herself.

    She grabbed two sandwiches and tossed them to us, along with a soda each. 

    “Thank you, ma'am,” I said.

    “Oh, you can call me Hannah, dear” she said with a smile.

    She grabbed a beer  from the mini fridge, sat on the bed, and switched on the TV. Some sort of sitcom show from the 90’s was playing. I looked over at Max, who was fixated on his sandwich. 

    “So...are you two brothers or something?” Hannah asked, keeping her eyes on the TV.

    “Yeah, you can say that” I responded nervously. 

    She seemed to have totally dropped the enthusiastic voice she had from the start, it was like she was a different person. A more chill person.

    “You guys seem pretty young, got any parents?”

    “Uh..-”

    “No, our mother died about a week ago. We’ve been on the road since then trying to find a place to stay” Max said quickly.

    I looked at him wide-eyed and he looked at me back like I was an idiot.

    “Damn, that’s really sad, I’m so sorry to hear that,” she said sympathetically, finally looking away from the TV. 

    We were all silent for a moment. The only sounds that were going on was the TV in the background.

    “I’ll be leaving in the morning for Alola, I’m...moving there,” she said suddenly, “honestly, I just wanted to get away from here, from my parents, my ex. If you want, I could take you both with me, I have plenty of room for you two.”

    “Wait, really?” I asked.

    “Yeah, besides, I have a feeling I’d get lonely over time. It would be nice to have someone there with me.” She said.

    Max went up to me and whispered, “Come with me”. He looked up at Hannah and told her we needed to talk for a moment.

    I followed him to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Before letting him speak, I knew I had to get this off my chest.

    “I don’t think we should do this.” I told him.

    “What, why?! This is exactly what we were looking for: a new beginning! A new life! Why are you wanting to back out now?” Max said.

    “Look, I already thought it was a bad idea to run away, there is no way in hell I’m going to a fucking ISLAND far away from here!”

    “Come on, Isaac! Do you really think mom will miss us, especially after what she found out?” 

    “She’s our mom, of course she would! Sure, what happened was bad and we may never live it down, but I know she’ll get over it eventually and I know she’ll accept us back into the family! Running away to an island isn’t going to fix this!” I argued.

    “Of course it will, and there is no way she will accept us after what happened! She’ll never find us there, and who knows, maybe with luck she might forget about us.”

    “We need to go back, and we need to face the consequences, no matter how severe it is! You need to grow up!” I yelled.

    “I need to grow up? I need to grow up?! When will you see that’s not how the world works, we won’t get a happy ending going back, and I’d rather be far away from her than to possibly never see you again!” Max yelled back.

    “Max, for fucks sake, when will you see that you are only overreacting!?”

    “I’m not overreacting! I feel like I’m the only one who seems to understand the situation!”

    “Well guess what! News flash, you don’t! You’re just afraid of facing the consequences!”

    “I’m afraid of losing YOU, you fucking idiot!” Max grabbed on to me.

    He stared at me for a few seconds, calming down. Tears started running down his cheeks. 

    “I...I love you. I love you so, so much, you know that, right? I want to protect you, and if that means running away for life, then that’s fine by me.” Max explained.

    I stared back at him. I know he only cares for me, but so does mom, and we need to get back to her. Or maybe...I need to get back to her. I pushed him away, turning towards the door.

    “Look, you can leave with Hannah if you want, run away from our mistakes, but...I’m going home, and I won’t let you stop me.” I said, leaving the room.

    As I walked out the motel room, I could hear Max pleading for me to come back. It hurt me inside to leave him like that, but I knew what I was doing was right. At least, I hoped so. I’m going to fix this, even if I have to do it alone.