Story Notes:
For any confusion, these pokemon are feral in a seemingly natural/civil environment. A cross between. And more detail becomes evident as the story goes on.Also, as a big fan of DBZ and power-based things, this will have some minor swaying effect. Nothing like over 9000 references and kamehamehas, it still keeps the pokemon basis.
Power of Words
For most of the rest of that day, I did not let up on how much it meant to me that Tybalt had saved me. I knew now that he was a true friend, a good one at that.
I kept pestering on if there was anything I could do to repay him, he just kept saying, "Don't worry about it, and quit asking." I didn't care, there had to be something I could do in return. I felt so in debt to him, I had to find a way to repay him.
-
I ended up sleeping over that night. I had gotten so involved in my 'accident' that I forgot about the time. The next morning, it had been one of the best in many days, with a few strange oddities.
I woke up, and to my surprise, Tybalt was in the same bed as me! At first, I didn't think much of it, I was too tired. But then, I realised what was going on, and had a major double-take. I jumped up out of the bed, and scurried away as quietly as I could. I snooped around a little to see if anyone else was up, but it turns out nobody was.
-
I decided to go out into the backyard, and sat down where we talked yesterday. The fresh air smelled good, as usual.
Things kept getting weirder every day since I started getting these dreams. My life consisted of the same thing for many years. I'd get up, go to school, come home, and there'd be nothing to do for hours. No unusual things would happen. It was the same through and through.
Now, everyday acts as a surprise, something I can't determine, almost as if at this point in my life, fate has chosen a different course for me, and is adapting slowly.
I stared off into the backyard, in which beyond it lied a forest. I blankly watched the wilderness, wondering about what today has in store for me.
Tybalt came out of the house behind me, but I didn't hear him coming. He put his hand on my shoulder, and I jumped a little.
"Hey, what're you doing out here?"
"I'm...uh getting a little fresh air."
"Ahh ok." he sat down beside me. "Did you have a proper sleep last night?"
"Y-yea, I did. Thanks for asking."
I was tempted to ask about this morning. I didn't know if he slept in the same bed as me intentionally, or what was going on there. I stared out into the wild once again, I didn't seem to have anything better to look at.
"C'mon." he broke my concentration on my thoughts. "Lets have a round before everyone else wakes up. First to 69 wins. Hehe get it?"
I really didn't, until he said 'get it.' I wasn't sure what he was implying, but it turned out he meant points, in tag.
My head hurt a little, and electricity was getting built up slightly. Usually I got headaches from thinking too hard, and headaches caused sparks in my cheeks. Things were getting stranger and more confusing each day, I tried not to think about it too much, and continued trying to plot out a plan to get over my own problems.
-
School had started again, the weekend was over. All day, I hadn't seen Hector, or Lilina. After class, I checked in at the office, and it turns out Hector was in he hospital. Ty put Hector in the Hospital? That's insane! I don't know where Lilina had been. I half-wanted to apologize for the whole incident, but sadly she was nowhere to be found.
The rest of the week flew by like normal, and I didn't have any nightmares this time. Everyone was surprised by the fact that I showed up on time every day this week. I found it amusing, but then it got annoying quickly.
Every day, I went over to Tybalt's after school. Most likely because I liked being there, and it made me feel better.
-
It was Friday again, and I decided to come straight home today.
"Wow, you're home for once." Mom said as I entered the door.
"Hi, mom..." I went upstairs and dumped my things in my room, then went and laid down on my bed.
I thought back to last weekend, how Tybalt saved me. I was grateful, but not obsessed. At least I wasn't trying to be.
Then I thought about that one morning. I've never slept with another boy before, it was pretty awkward. I don't even know how long it had been for, of course, I was asleep. Then again, it was one of the best sleeps I'd had in a while.
I don't think that was quite the reason why it was good though. I think it was because I didn't feel alone, being at his house, knowing he'd be there if something bad happened.
Finally, I started listening to myself. I sat up quickly, eyes widened. "What the hell am I saying? I'm thinking as if he more than just a friend to me. Saying these things, how much he means to me. I'm not gay!"
I stopped to wonder about this for a moment. "I've got it! I must see him as an older brother figure! That's the reason. It has to be." That had been my conclusion so far, he must be like a brother to me.
Hell, I'm going to tell him this, he's now my self-proclaimed brother. I wanted to go tell him right now, but i didn't. I knew that I hadn't been at home for a while, so I decided to stay.
I went downstairs to see what was going on. I looked around a bit. It was quiet, something was missing... Bolt! Where is he? I still need to talk to him.
"Hey mom, where's Bolt?" she was in the kitchen, like usual. Nothing ever changes around here.
"He's at his friend's, dear. He should be home in an hour or two." Damn, I have to talk to him.
"Ok well, I'm going to go have a nap, can you wake me up when he gets home?"
"Sure thing, hun." I went back upstairs to my room. It was about 4 in the afternoon now. I'd sleep until he got here, sleep always passes time...
-
Unfortunately, for me, it passed too much time. Mom had already gone to bed, and it was dark outside. He must be home now, though. I wonder if he's asleep.
I headed downstairs to check the time. 9:30? Great, it was probably too late. I headed back up to my room, and shut the door. I was going to try sleeping again. I lay back down again, turn over, and close my eyes.
I listened carefully, I heard the odd hoot of the hoothoot family next door. Night pokemon like them, and dark types, go to night school. I didn't know what night school was like, I'm just assuming it's like my school, only at night. Duh.
Other things I may have heard, would've been the Cricketots outside, presenting the night with thier music.
There was another noise though. It somewhat annoying, and it was making it hard to sleep. I sat up and listened for it. It was a faint thumping noise, like someone was knocking on the door.
I got up and went downstairs to check, but nobody was there. As I headed back up the stairs, I started hearing it again. It wasn't coming from my room.
I walked further down the hall, and stopped at Bolt's door. The noise seemed to be coming from in there, but I wasn't too sure. I ignored it and went back to bed.
Sure enough, it gradually got louder. I started to hear quiet murrs and moans coming from the room next door. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Bolt! Is he? No...
I went back and stood in front of his door. It was definitely coming from his room. I slowly opened the door, trying not to make a sound.
I accidentally hit something, and I managed to see him quickly lay down from a sitting postion and pretend to sleep. I stepped in, and slowly closed the door behind me.
"Bolt...I know you're not sleeping, I can hear you panting from here." I tried to turn the situation as if he wasn't doing what I had thought he was.
"Are you having a bad dream, or something?" I was testing him, I wanted to see if he was lying.
"I-I-I...." "It's ok, Bolt....you can tell me."
I was shaking, as if shivering. It always happens when i get nervous, or really excited about something. I continued to step forward, slowly.
"Roy....did I wake you?" I heard him say quietly.
"You might have....but I don't think so. Tell me, what's going on?"
I was standing at his bedside now. his bed was just high enough, I couldn't see over him, I could see his back, the back of his head, all the way down to his tail, nothing more. He turned his head towards me.
"I...I...I can't say." I was trying to hide my nervousness, about what I was about to, or not about to see.
"Oh? You can't?"
"No...sorry." There was a seemingly long, and awkward silence. "But..." he continued. "I-I think.....I can show you...."
I braced myself for anything, I didn't know what to expect, and this moment would be extremely strange, I sensed it immediately.
Another thing that happens, following the shaking, is that electricity uncontrollably sparks from my red cheeks. This was happening about now, I think. He turned over slowly, onto his back.
His eyes were squinted shut, as if he thought he was in trouble, or he was going to be shot. My eyes were fixed on the real matter though.
I could see his member, red, fully erect, standing tall and proud at 4 inches, twitching in time with his heartbeat.. His lower half was almost completely covered in his seed. I couldn't tell if he had finished or not, but I really didn't care.
I tried not to stare too much, and looked up at his face.
"Bolt....open your eyes."
He slowly opened one eye, it looked like he was going to cry.
"You're not in trouble, it's prefectly normal. I'd like to talk with you about this, but first we'd better get you cleaned up."
He sat up slowly, and tears started streaming down his face. "I already said, you're not in trouble. Why are you crying?"
I found myself staring back at his crotch, but why? I assumed it was because it was new to me. New to see someone else doing it, and because he was my brother, it probably didn't mean much. We're related, so it isn't that big of a deal, right?
I had done it before, plenty of times, but seeing someone else have done it, seemed absolutely astonishing to me, like i wanted to learn more.
"Roy..."
"Uhh....y-yea?"
"W-why are you...s-staring at my...uhh you know..."
I snapped out of it. What the fuck? I've never lost my concentration like that before, it was the strangest feeling.
"I...just nevermind. Go get cleaned up, and meet me downstairs, got it?" he wiped up what little tears he had, stood up, and walked away slowly, heading for the bathroom.
I watched him walk away, and caught a glimpse of him. His member had already started receding back into his sheath. I followed slowly behind, until he closed the door and turned on the light.
-
I headed downstairs to wait for him, and sat on the couch. I couldn't focus on why I had done what I just did. I've never seen another boy's penis erect before. I figured that when I had for the first time, I'd be able to handle it well, but apparently not.
I figured I acted strange because I was tired, and would leave it at that. I perfer to put these topics aside and keep them hidden from myself so I don't think about them. At least I didn't get a boner seeing it, I guess it means I wasn't lulled sexually.
He came down the stairs after cleaning up, and his sheath was back to normal.
"Come sit down, bro. We have to talk..." he came and sat down beside me.
"Do you know what being gay means?"
"I think so, it means being in love with another boy, right?"
"That's right, now can you tell me, are you doing things with your friend that someone may consider to be called 'gay?'"
"Well, you mean like what I was doing last week when you got mad at me? And what I was doing tonight?"
"Yea, exactly like that."
"Then yea, I guess that makes me gay, right? That's not a bad thing is it?"
"Being gay?" I hesitated, and started thinking about myself for a second.
I took it as the form of, 'Would it be ok if I was gay?' or 'What would Tybalt think if I was?'
"Bolt, of course it's a good thing. You can't be judged on if you like boys or girls, but you have to promise not to keep any secrets from me, ok?"
"Ok...I promise."
"Now, what exactly have you two been doing?"
"Well...a little bit of almost everything I can think of. We've seen eachother with our....you know...out of our bodies."
I was getting intrigued, now that i knew someone who was gay, I wanted to know everything about it. "Go on..."
"We've touched eachother's before. Ummmm, we've put them in eachother's mouths before."
There was a long pause.
"Roy, I'm not comfortable talking about this."
I was slightly disappointed, but I could understand why. I poking my nose into my brother's sex life, but then again, it's almost my job, I'm his older brother, and he has a sex life before I do!
"That's ok, you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to."
"B-but...there's more...."
"Hmmm?" I almost wanted to grab a pen and paper, sadly I was more interested in this than I was in school.
"Remember....that thing I tried to do to you? Well, he's done that to me, except....he.....put it inside...."
He started looking away, it almost seemed like he was ashamed of it.
"I really did like it, Roy. Is it such a bad thing? Because mom said I should find a girlfriend, but what if I don't want to?"
I put my arms around him and gave him a hug.
"It's ok Bolt, you just do what you think is right." he put his arms around my body, and came closer.
I felt good, knowing that I've helped him in a good way.
"I-I....I'm so sorry, Roy..." he was crying now. "I didn't mean to....I mean....I only wanted to try it....and I thought since we were brothers....that it was ok."
"Bolt, don't worry about it. You didn't know." He was squeezing me now. I knew that I had done the right thing, giving him the courage to do whatever he wanted.
"Just be careful though, it isn't particularily something you want to shout to the world. People get treated badly when they do that. Lets keep this whole thing to ourselves, ok? Even from Mom."
"*sniff*....Y-yea...."
"I want to hear you say it, Bolt. Will you trust me?"
He looked up at me, His eyes glimmering in the moonlight, a perfect shade of deep blue.
"Yes Roy, I trust you."
I kept pestering on if there was anything I could do to repay him, he just kept saying, "Don't worry about it, and quit asking." I didn't care, there had to be something I could do in return. I felt so in debt to him, I had to find a way to repay him.
-
I ended up sleeping over that night. I had gotten so involved in my 'accident' that I forgot about the time. The next morning, it had been one of the best in many days, with a few strange oddities.
I woke up, and to my surprise, Tybalt was in the same bed as me! At first, I didn't think much of it, I was too tired. But then, I realised what was going on, and had a major double-take. I jumped up out of the bed, and scurried away as quietly as I could. I snooped around a little to see if anyone else was up, but it turns out nobody was.
-
I decided to go out into the backyard, and sat down where we talked yesterday. The fresh air smelled good, as usual.
Things kept getting weirder every day since I started getting these dreams. My life consisted of the same thing for many years. I'd get up, go to school, come home, and there'd be nothing to do for hours. No unusual things would happen. It was the same through and through.
Now, everyday acts as a surprise, something I can't determine, almost as if at this point in my life, fate has chosen a different course for me, and is adapting slowly.
I stared off into the backyard, in which beyond it lied a forest. I blankly watched the wilderness, wondering about what today has in store for me.
Tybalt came out of the house behind me, but I didn't hear him coming. He put his hand on my shoulder, and I jumped a little.
"Hey, what're you doing out here?"
"I'm...uh getting a little fresh air."
"Ahh ok." he sat down beside me. "Did you have a proper sleep last night?"
"Y-yea, I did. Thanks for asking."
I was tempted to ask about this morning. I didn't know if he slept in the same bed as me intentionally, or what was going on there. I stared out into the wild once again, I didn't seem to have anything better to look at.
"C'mon." he broke my concentration on my thoughts. "Lets have a round before everyone else wakes up. First to 69 wins. Hehe get it?"
I really didn't, until he said 'get it.' I wasn't sure what he was implying, but it turned out he meant points, in tag.
My head hurt a little, and electricity was getting built up slightly. Usually I got headaches from thinking too hard, and headaches caused sparks in my cheeks. Things were getting stranger and more confusing each day, I tried not to think about it too much, and continued trying to plot out a plan to get over my own problems.
-
School had started again, the weekend was over. All day, I hadn't seen Hector, or Lilina. After class, I checked in at the office, and it turns out Hector was in he hospital. Ty put Hector in the Hospital? That's insane! I don't know where Lilina had been. I half-wanted to apologize for the whole incident, but sadly she was nowhere to be found.
The rest of the week flew by like normal, and I didn't have any nightmares this time. Everyone was surprised by the fact that I showed up on time every day this week. I found it amusing, but then it got annoying quickly.
Every day, I went over to Tybalt's after school. Most likely because I liked being there, and it made me feel better.
-
It was Friday again, and I decided to come straight home today.
"Wow, you're home for once." Mom said as I entered the door.
"Hi, mom..." I went upstairs and dumped my things in my room, then went and laid down on my bed.
I thought back to last weekend, how Tybalt saved me. I was grateful, but not obsessed. At least I wasn't trying to be.
Then I thought about that one morning. I've never slept with another boy before, it was pretty awkward. I don't even know how long it had been for, of course, I was asleep. Then again, it was one of the best sleeps I'd had in a while.
I don't think that was quite the reason why it was good though. I think it was because I didn't feel alone, being at his house, knowing he'd be there if something bad happened.
Finally, I started listening to myself. I sat up quickly, eyes widened. "What the hell am I saying? I'm thinking as if he more than just a friend to me. Saying these things, how much he means to me. I'm not gay!"
I stopped to wonder about this for a moment. "I've got it! I must see him as an older brother figure! That's the reason. It has to be." That had been my conclusion so far, he must be like a brother to me.
Hell, I'm going to tell him this, he's now my self-proclaimed brother. I wanted to go tell him right now, but i didn't. I knew that I hadn't been at home for a while, so I decided to stay.
I went downstairs to see what was going on. I looked around a bit. It was quiet, something was missing... Bolt! Where is he? I still need to talk to him.
"Hey mom, where's Bolt?" she was in the kitchen, like usual. Nothing ever changes around here.
"He's at his friend's, dear. He should be home in an hour or two." Damn, I have to talk to him.
"Ok well, I'm going to go have a nap, can you wake me up when he gets home?"
"Sure thing, hun." I went back upstairs to my room. It was about 4 in the afternoon now. I'd sleep until he got here, sleep always passes time...
-
Unfortunately, for me, it passed too much time. Mom had already gone to bed, and it was dark outside. He must be home now, though. I wonder if he's asleep.
I headed downstairs to check the time. 9:30? Great, it was probably too late. I headed back up to my room, and shut the door. I was going to try sleeping again. I lay back down again, turn over, and close my eyes.
I listened carefully, I heard the odd hoot of the hoothoot family next door. Night pokemon like them, and dark types, go to night school. I didn't know what night school was like, I'm just assuming it's like my school, only at night. Duh.
Other things I may have heard, would've been the Cricketots outside, presenting the night with thier music.
There was another noise though. It somewhat annoying, and it was making it hard to sleep. I sat up and listened for it. It was a faint thumping noise, like someone was knocking on the door.
I got up and went downstairs to check, but nobody was there. As I headed back up the stairs, I started hearing it again. It wasn't coming from my room.
I walked further down the hall, and stopped at Bolt's door. The noise seemed to be coming from in there, but I wasn't too sure. I ignored it and went back to bed.
Sure enough, it gradually got louder. I started to hear quiet murrs and moans coming from the room next door. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Bolt! Is he? No...
I went back and stood in front of his door. It was definitely coming from his room. I slowly opened the door, trying not to make a sound.
I accidentally hit something, and I managed to see him quickly lay down from a sitting postion and pretend to sleep. I stepped in, and slowly closed the door behind me.
"Bolt...I know you're not sleeping, I can hear you panting from here." I tried to turn the situation as if he wasn't doing what I had thought he was.
"Are you having a bad dream, or something?" I was testing him, I wanted to see if he was lying.
"I-I-I...." "It's ok, Bolt....you can tell me."
I was shaking, as if shivering. It always happens when i get nervous, or really excited about something. I continued to step forward, slowly.
"Roy....did I wake you?" I heard him say quietly.
"You might have....but I don't think so. Tell me, what's going on?"
I was standing at his bedside now. his bed was just high enough, I couldn't see over him, I could see his back, the back of his head, all the way down to his tail, nothing more. He turned his head towards me.
"I...I...I can't say." I was trying to hide my nervousness, about what I was about to, or not about to see.
"Oh? You can't?"
"No...sorry." There was a seemingly long, and awkward silence. "But..." he continued. "I-I think.....I can show you...."
I braced myself for anything, I didn't know what to expect, and this moment would be extremely strange, I sensed it immediately.
Another thing that happens, following the shaking, is that electricity uncontrollably sparks from my red cheeks. This was happening about now, I think. He turned over slowly, onto his back.
His eyes were squinted shut, as if he thought he was in trouble, or he was going to be shot. My eyes were fixed on the real matter though.
I could see his member, red, fully erect, standing tall and proud at 4 inches, twitching in time with his heartbeat.. His lower half was almost completely covered in his seed. I couldn't tell if he had finished or not, but I really didn't care.
I tried not to stare too much, and looked up at his face.
"Bolt....open your eyes."
He slowly opened one eye, it looked like he was going to cry.
"You're not in trouble, it's prefectly normal. I'd like to talk with you about this, but first we'd better get you cleaned up."
He sat up slowly, and tears started streaming down his face. "I already said, you're not in trouble. Why are you crying?"
I found myself staring back at his crotch, but why? I assumed it was because it was new to me. New to see someone else doing it, and because he was my brother, it probably didn't mean much. We're related, so it isn't that big of a deal, right?
I had done it before, plenty of times, but seeing someone else have done it, seemed absolutely astonishing to me, like i wanted to learn more.
"Roy..."
"Uhh....y-yea?"
"W-why are you...s-staring at my...uhh you know..."
I snapped out of it. What the fuck? I've never lost my concentration like that before, it was the strangest feeling.
"I...just nevermind. Go get cleaned up, and meet me downstairs, got it?" he wiped up what little tears he had, stood up, and walked away slowly, heading for the bathroom.
I watched him walk away, and caught a glimpse of him. His member had already started receding back into his sheath. I followed slowly behind, until he closed the door and turned on the light.
-
I headed downstairs to wait for him, and sat on the couch. I couldn't focus on why I had done what I just did. I've never seen another boy's penis erect before. I figured that when I had for the first time, I'd be able to handle it well, but apparently not.
I figured I acted strange because I was tired, and would leave it at that. I perfer to put these topics aside and keep them hidden from myself so I don't think about them. At least I didn't get a boner seeing it, I guess it means I wasn't lulled sexually.
He came down the stairs after cleaning up, and his sheath was back to normal.
"Come sit down, bro. We have to talk..." he came and sat down beside me.
"Do you know what being gay means?"
"I think so, it means being in love with another boy, right?"
"That's right, now can you tell me, are you doing things with your friend that someone may consider to be called 'gay?'"
"Well, you mean like what I was doing last week when you got mad at me? And what I was doing tonight?"
"Yea, exactly like that."
"Then yea, I guess that makes me gay, right? That's not a bad thing is it?"
"Being gay?" I hesitated, and started thinking about myself for a second.
I took it as the form of, 'Would it be ok if I was gay?' or 'What would Tybalt think if I was?'
"Bolt, of course it's a good thing. You can't be judged on if you like boys or girls, but you have to promise not to keep any secrets from me, ok?"
"Ok...I promise."
"Now, what exactly have you two been doing?"
"Well...a little bit of almost everything I can think of. We've seen eachother with our....you know...out of our bodies."
I was getting intrigued, now that i knew someone who was gay, I wanted to know everything about it. "Go on..."
"We've touched eachother's before. Ummmm, we've put them in eachother's mouths before."
There was a long pause.
"Roy, I'm not comfortable talking about this."
I was slightly disappointed, but I could understand why. I poking my nose into my brother's sex life, but then again, it's almost my job, I'm his older brother, and he has a sex life before I do!
"That's ok, you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to."
"B-but...there's more...."
"Hmmm?" I almost wanted to grab a pen and paper, sadly I was more interested in this than I was in school.
"Remember....that thing I tried to do to you? Well, he's done that to me, except....he.....put it inside...."
He started looking away, it almost seemed like he was ashamed of it.
"I really did like it, Roy. Is it such a bad thing? Because mom said I should find a girlfriend, but what if I don't want to?"
I put my arms around him and gave him a hug.
"It's ok Bolt, you just do what you think is right." he put his arms around my body, and came closer.
I felt good, knowing that I've helped him in a good way.
"I-I....I'm so sorry, Roy..." he was crying now. "I didn't mean to....I mean....I only wanted to try it....and I thought since we were brothers....that it was ok."
"Bolt, don't worry about it. You didn't know." He was squeezing me now. I knew that I had done the right thing, giving him the courage to do whatever he wanted.
"Just be careful though, it isn't particularily something you want to shout to the world. People get treated badly when they do that. Lets keep this whole thing to ourselves, ok? Even from Mom."
"*sniff*....Y-yea...."
"I want to hear you say it, Bolt. Will you trust me?"
He looked up at me, His eyes glimmering in the moonlight, a perfect shade of deep blue.
"Yes Roy, I trust you."