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I Need You, Bro (Hahvoc and J)

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Johnny paused in a ditch beside the road. He was getting his good shoes dirty, but that didn't matter so much to him. The teen had been on the move for the last seven days, and he cared more about not being seen than about his shoes.

The university his big brother attended was a short distance away, but that wasn't Johnny's objective. He was going to the apartment where his brother lived off campus. Johnny winced as a pang hit him in the stomach. It wasn't bad yet, but Johnny knew he was starting to get hungry again. He wanted to talk to his brother before that happened.

Johnny waited until he saw nobody outside. It was almost ten on a cold November night, so he didn't have to wait long. Then, he rushed across the road and across the open area to the back door of his brother's apartment.

Johnny was wearing black jeans and a dark violet shirt, so he blended well with the shadows. They were the clothes he had been wearing ten days before when he said bye to his parents and left for the dance. He missed his mom and dad, but Johnny couldn't go home. He'd always been very close to his brother, and Johnny knew he was the only one he could go to now.
 
Cole had been drinking for the past ten days. Not getting rip-roaring drunk, but enough to at least get buzzed. John was still missing and he couldn't believe that they hadn't found him yet. He was pissed at the police for not being able to find his brother, but "they were doing all the could." He scoffed as he sucked back another swallow of whiskey before he sat down in his favorite chair. He couldn't imagine his brother being dead. He wouldn't be able to handle it. He loved his brother, his baby brother, and couldn't stand the thought that someone had taken him away while he was at school and unable to protect him. Taking another sip of his whiskey, he reveled in the burning sensation as it tickled his throat and made him sigh lightly as he felt it go to his head. How many drinks had he have? He didn't know and didn't really care.

"Johnny...Where the hell are you?"

He whispered to no one. His roommates were out partying, leaving him alone to his private misery. They didn't know what to do with him, but they had been sympathetic. Still, they didn't want to be around him when he was emotional and drunk. Leaning back in his chair, he closed his eyes lightly.​
 
Johnny looked through the French doors that led to the living room of his brother's apartment. He saw Cole sitting alone in the living room, and the youth felt a surge of hope. But it didn't take long for Johnny to notice that there was something wrong about Cole's posture and body language. Having known his big brother all his life, Johnny could tell that Cole was upset. Then, he saw Cole raise a glass to his lips.

Guilt and sorry tore at Johnny's heart. He had no doubt that he was the cause of Cole being so upset and turning to drink. He knew he didn't deserve such a good big brother as Cole, but Johnny's desire to comfort his brother caused the younger brother to reach out and knock gently on the glass door.

The chill, November wind stirred Johnny's black hair and tugged at his purple shirt. His formerly average skin was now pale like marble and his brown eyes had lightened until they were the color of dark honey. Johnny hadn't had a way to check his appearance for the past seven days, but he suspected that he looked different than he once had. Johnny hoped his new appearance wouldn't upset Cole even more.

Johnny wished for not the first time that he had never gone to the dance ten days before.
 
At the sound of the knocking, Cole's head shot up and he felt a tiny spark of hope. Could it be his friends or his brother? He wasn't sure and with his slightly intoxicated mind, he didn't care either. Putting the glass down, he wobbled to the door and found his eyes start to burn from unshed tears. He yanked open the door and stared at his brother, wide-eyed at the differences. But he didn't care. It was Johnny. His baby brother. He couldn't help it as tears started to slide down his cheeks.

"Johnny.."

He murmured, his voice breaking at the end of his name. He took hold of his brother and held him tightly, afraid that if he let go, his brother would vanish again. He had been so shaken up and had feared the worse. But his brother was alive and in his arms and that's all that mattered at the moment.

"Where have you been? What happened to you? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"

All these questions slipped from Cole unbidden as he held his brother close, not caring that he was letting all the heat out.​
 
Johnny felt even worse when he saw how unsteadily his brother walked to the door. The sight of the tears filling Cole's eyes broke his younger brother's heart. Johnny hated himself for causing his big brother such pain.

Then, the door was open and Cole was out on the patio with Johnny. Cole felt like he was on fire to Johnny's cold skin, and he could hear his big brother's heartbeat. Johnny hugged Cole. His sense of smell was improved like all of Johnny's other senses. Cole's scent flooded his little brother's mind. Cole smelled of home, comfort, love... and other things that surprised and frightened Johnny. His big brother smelled a little like food, but his scent also awakened a different sort of appetite in Johnny.

He felt a need to cry. He had hurt his beloved brother, but the tears wouldn't come. The teen knew it was a good thing that he wasn't able to cry. He had cried once since waking up in a storm drain seven days before, but his tears had been full of blood.

"I'm sorry, Cole," Johnny sobbed. "Oh, bro, I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt you! I never wanted this to happen! I never shoulda gone to that dance!" Johnny had told Cole that he was going to the dance at his high school. He had always told Cole everything. Cole was the first one Johnny had come out to, and he was the one Johnny went to first whenever he'd done something naughty as a small child. Now, Johnny needed to be brave and trust that his big bro would listen to him and believe the horrible thing Johnny had to tell him know.

"I... I met a boy at the dance," Johnny said softly, fear and pain in his voice. "He was so handsome and... he seemed so nice. He asked me to go outside, behind the gym. I know I shouldn't have gone, but it was like I couldn't stop myself. I thought he wanted... to make out." The hunger pangs suddenly became much sharper. The stabbing pain in his stomach caused Johnny to bend double and groan.
 
Cole had been listening intently, well as intently as he could with his emotions all aflutter and his heart pounding in his ears from finally seeing his brother. But it still didn't add up to Johnny having been missing for ten days. He went behind the school to make out. Understandable. But he still wasn't telling the whole thing. He gasped in surprise as Johnny bent double. He pressed his hands lightly on the younger boy's shoulders and held him.

"Johnny, what's wrong?!"

He said, fright lacing his voice as he looked at his brother in concern. Something wasn't right here. He looked too pale and had he lost weight? He looked too thin. He looked around, before he carefully ushered his brother inside the apartment and closed the door.

"Here, sit down. I'll get you something to drink. Water sound good?"

He asked tentatively, lightly brushing Johnny's hair from his face. He was so worried, he couldn't begin to explain how tormented he felt.​
 
Johnny shuddered as Cole held his shoulders and helped him into the apartment. The fact that his big brother was physically bringing Johnny across the threshold counted as an unspoken invitation, allowing Johnny to enter the apartment.

The younger brother collapsed onto the chair and sighed with relief. Cole's scent, the feel of his body heat and the sound of his beating heart so close called to the horrible hunger inside Johnny. Beating heart... Johnny thought. He realized that his best chance to get his big brother to understand would be to offer evidence. If he simply told Cole the truth, his beloved big bro would think Johnny had lost his mind.

"Please, let me show you," Johnny said in a sad, weak voice as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "I have to show you what he did to me." Once his shirt was open, Johnny grabbed Cole's hand and put it over his heart. Johnny's chest was as cold as the night air and there was no heartbeat inside. "He said he wanted me to stay young forever. I... I couldn't move. His eyes... He made me..." Johnny grunted as the pangs hit again, his eyes squeezing shut and his teeth clinching tight. Johnny's pained grimace revealed how his canine teeth had grown longer and sharper.

With each pang, it was getting harder for Johnny to control his hunger. His own brother's pulse sang to Johnny. He thought he could smell Cole's blood underneath the older brother's musky, manly scent. Johnny tried to ignore the feelings that scent awoke in him while he fought to control his hunger.
 
Before Cole could protest what his brother was doing, he felt his hand press against a hard but cold chest with the faintest of heart beats. Johnny could pass for dead...He shook the thought away as he looked at his little brother, feeling his world breaking apart further. He listened to his brother speak, and he couldn't believe it. His brother had been...His little brother-his baby brother had been violated! He felt anger well up as well as deep disgust for himself. He hadn't been able to protect his brother again. Would this always happen? He watched as Johnny's body tensed and his eyes shut. He could almost hear the boy's teeth grinding together before his lips pulled back in a grimace to reveal too sharp and too long of canines. Cole shrank back in fear and disbelief, stepping back a few feet.

His brother was...he had to be....Cole swallowed as he felt a profound sorrow suffuse him. His brother wasn't the same anymore in so many ways. Hell, he was barely alive! If alive at all! Tears stung his eyes anew but he didn't cry as he looked at his brother struggling with whatever was wrong with him now. He was so different than the young boy he always took care of. It made him feel awful that he hadn't been there for his brother. But nothing could change what happened now. Oh, god...his poor baby brother...

"What's happened to you?"

He whispered, voice cracking as he choked up on his emotions. He clenched his fists before he knelt before his brother and looked up at him.

"What's wrong with you now? What do you need?"​
 
Johnny saw how his big brother was reacting. He saw the sorrow and the self recrimination, and he saw the fear. It hurt the youth so much to make Cole feel like that. Cole had always been the one to make things alright, but now Johnny wished he could reverse their roles. He wanted to hug Cole and tell him that none of this was his fault. He wanted to comfort his big brother as Cole had always comforted him.

He lowered himself from the chair and pulled his big brother into a firm but gentle hug.

"It's not your fault, bro," Johnny said softly. "You're the best big brother in the world, Cole, but you can't be everywhere and you can't watch me 24-7." Johnny kissed Cole's cheek like he hadn't done since he was 4 years old. "It's not your fault I followed some cute guy out behind the gym. It's not your fault he was a... a vampire." Another pang it Johnny hard, and he could almost see the blood vessels under his brother's skin, carrying the hot, red liquid Johnny needed to survive. Johnny suddenly pulled away, falling against the wall.

"Tell me to leave!" Johnny gasped, his eyes lightening even more to become almost golden. "Why am I so hungry so soon? Please, Cole! Make me leave! I don't want to hurt you!" Johnny needed blood. He had to feed, but the teen knew he'd rather die than hurt his brother.
 
Cole held Johnny gently but firmly in the embrace as he listened to the boy speak. He knew it was true that he couldn't fix everything or be there all the time. But it still stung that this had happened to his brother. How would he live with himself? What would happen to their parents? As he listened to Johnny speak, he simply listened, not knowing what to say anyways. He was a vampire...a real vampire. He found himself swallowing at the thought. He felt Johnny scoot backwards suddenly and watched in shock as the male's irises brightened before his eyes. They were full of fright and hunger. For what, he had to assume blood.

He watched his brother struggle and he found himself reaching to the boy and pulled him hard against his body, making the youth straddle his lap. He looked up at Johnny as he pulled at his shirt collar to expose more of his throat to his brother's gaze.

"Take from me. Let me help you. It's the only way I can, please! I could never tell you to leave, even if it meant you could kill me. Let me make up for what I couldn't stop."

Cole said, pleading. He needed his brother to understand, he would do anything the boy asked for, even if he didn't actually ask. He loved his brother too much to just turn him out. He couldn't do that! That was too cruel. He felt fear form in his belly at the thought of Johnny taking blood from him, but he steeled himself against it as he cupped the back of Johnny's head and leveraged him down towards his neck.​
 
Johnny was surprised when Cole pulled him hard against his body. The younger brother was also surprised at the stirrings in his groin. The closeness of his big brother was effecting Johnny in ways it never had before, but the hunger drove those thoughts away.

Suddenly, Cole was baring his throat and drawing his little brother's head... his mouth down toward it.

"No, Cole," Johnny begged, but he knew it was too late to stop. His hunger was too strong and Cole's neck was too close. "Don't... please don't let me take too much!" the teen managed to say before he pressed his mouth to his big brother's neck. Johnny's saliva took away the pain and replaced it with gentle pleasure as his needle sharp fangs sank into Cole's neck. They found the jugular thanks to vampiric instinct and the hot, coppery liquid life filled Johnny's mouth.

Johnny tried to drink shallowly. Only small sips at a time, but his hunger was too strong at first and the young vampire began to gulp the life giving blood.

One of Johnny's hands tore his brother's shirt open as it moved to caress the older brother's chest. Johnny could feel Cole's heartbeat and his superhuman ears could hear it. The young vampire tried to concentrate on that feeling and sound. As long as his brother's heartbeat stayed strong and steady, Johnny knew he wasn't taking too much. Please, bro! Don't let me take too much! Johnny silently pleaded.
 
Even though Johnny pleaded no, Cole could hear the weakness in the plea as the boy's body took over. He felt lips against his throat and a painful string that turned pleasurable soon afterwords. With a sigh, he relaxed as he reached up to stroke his brother's hair. He could feel every pull and hear every swallow and it stirred strange feelings. What was the matter with him? This was his brother, after all! But the pleasure he felt caused his eyes to close and he shivered as he heard the tear of his shirt and slowly warming hands against his chest. Was it suppose to feel sexual? In the books he used to read, feedings could be either extremely painful or pleasurable like he was feeling, but he didn't think there was suppose to be a sexual aspect to it. Then again, the couples painted had been hetero and of course, never siblings.

"Keep going..I-I can take more.."

He whispered. His brother could only take so much at a time, so he knew that he would be okay for awhile. After a few minutes, he was beginning to feel a little tired, but he would stave it off until Johnny took as much as he needed. He kept up the light strokes on his brother's hair as he attempted to gain some control over himself.​
 
His brother's blood felt like fire coursing though Johnny's body. It warmed him, quelled the pangs, and caused Johnny's heart to beat more strongly. The teen drank longer than he had meant to, but Cole's heartbeat was still strong and healthy under his hand when Johnny pulled away.

Johnny reflexively licked the punctures in his big brother's neck, causing them to heal until there were only a pair of small, red marks on Cole's skin. Johnny looked into his big brother's face. The vampire still felt the pleasant aftereffect of feeding, and Johnny noticed for really the first time just how incredibly handsome Cole was.

Before he was even aware he was doing it, Johnny leaned in and kissed his big brother on the lips. His hand continued to explore Cole's strong chest, and there was a pleasant stirring in the younger brother's pants. How come I never noticed how sexy you are? Johnny thought. Then, another thought made it through his pleasure fogged mind. But you're my brother! Oh, fuck! Johnny pulled away from the kiss. His eyes were back to their dark honey color, but the fear was back. Johnny was afraid that his big brother would reject him now, as a sick monster.
 

When he felt Johnny pull away, Cole let out a sigh mixed with relief and pleasure. He shivered as he felt the swipe of Johnny's tongue against his skin. The arousal he had felt during the feeding started to rack higher, though he was completely surprised by the feeling, though his mind was foggy and sluggish from the blood loss. He knew his brother was staring at him, but all he could do was stare back and keep up the light strokes on his little brother's hair. Before he knew it- before either of them knew it- their lips collided gently, and Cole felt himself lean into the kiss, letting out a soft sound as Johnny stroked his chest as well. A small part of him said, No, this is wrong! While another part argued it felt good and right.

When Johnny pulled away, Cole had a slower reaction time and realized that perhaps Johnny had taken a little too much. But mind was starting to catch up as he noticed Johnny's mortified expression. He wasn't going to reject him! He had seen that look so many times from girls and guys alike and always prayed he made the right decisions when it came to not shattering other people's hearts. But this was Johnny after all. He swallowed as a blush suffused his cheeks as he stroked the back of his brother's head, enjoying the soft strands between his fingers as he pulled his brother close again with a soft murmur.

"I won't turn you away...It's part of the hunger, right? If you need me, I'll do whatever.."​
 
The feeling of Cole stroking his hair was familiar and comforting to Johnny. When he was very little and a nightmare or storm had frightened him, Cole would always let Johnny get into his bed. He would hold Johnny, stroking his hair softly until the younger brother went to sleep.

Cole had always been there for Johnny and always ready to do whatever was needed to help him or protect him. Now, Cole had willingly given his blood to Johnny and was offering to help his little brother with the burning apetite that had taken that hunger's place.

A part of Johnny wanted to stop. He thought his body was just reacting to the first time he'd fed on human blood. He didn't want to hurt Cole or making him do anything he didn't want. But another part of the younger brother knew better. He knew that he wanted Cole, not just anybody, but his own wonderful big brother. He hoped with all his heart that Cole felt the same way.

Johnny's mouth met Cole's again. He kissed his brother passionately, his tongue requesting entrance into Cole's mouth. The teen's hands returned to caressing his big brother's firm chest. Johnny kissed for several long, sultry seconds before breaking the kiss. He Stood, helping Cole up gently with the superhuman strength his brother's blood had replenished.

"Bed," Johnny managed to gasp before his need for Cole drove the younger brother to kiss him again.
 
Cole didn't know exactly why he was reacting as he did, but it felt like liquefied lust had been poured into his veins to replace the blood he had lost. He knew it was wrong, because it was his brother, but he felt some attachment that reached beyond the borders of sibling love. And it scared him. But he didn't let it stop him from helping his brother and knowing that his brother didn't just want him but needed him as well. He wondered if it was the feeding that was causing his urges to sky-rocket, but it didn't matter as Johnny's lips pressed against his heatedly, tongues meeting and hands caressing. He was taken aback slightly at his brother's eagerness and control of the situation, but he felt the urge to give in, and so he did. He gave himself over to his brother.

When his younger brother stood, Cole blinked at how easily he was pulled to standing beside him. But he didn't have much time to think as his brother gasped out, "Bed," before their lips clashed once more. A soft moan escaped him, his hands roaming his younger brother's form and gaining small leverage to pull him closer. He felt almost like a different person and it shocked him how easily he became almost wanton. This was his brother after all! But it didn't stop him from making a soft sound like need as he pulled the pair of them towards the bedroom.​
 
Johnny shuffled with his brother into the bedroom. He couldn't seem to stop his hands roaming over Cole's body and he couldn't stop kissing his brother. Johnny moaned with pleasure and lust as Cole's hands began to move over his body. The younger brother shrugged out of his shirt to give Cole better acess and his roaming hands pushed the older brother's shirt off as well.

Johnny lowered the two of them onto his big brother's bed. He started to kiss down Cole's neck and onto his chest while his hands moved down Cole's abs and started to unbuckle his brother's belt and open his pants. Johnny couldn't understand it, but he knew now that he needed Cole with an intensity that he had never felt before. The teen vampire almost doubted he could survive if he couldn't make love with his amazingly sexy big brother.

"I love you, Cole," Johnny moaned between kisses and licks on his brother's firm chest. It was true that Johnny loved his big brother. He always had, but now Johnny felt as if that love was changing and growing to become more than it had been. "Please," Johnny managed to gasp, but he couldn't say more than that. The words wouldn't come because the opposed each other. Part of Johnny wanted to ask Cole to please make love with him, but another part wanted to ask his big brother to please stop him if Cole didn't want to continue. He wanted Cole to know that he could stop whenever he wanted.
 
Cole vaguely heard some of his stuff fall over as they reached the bedroom, practically frantic with need. His hands moved of their own accord, as he felt his brother's do the same. Tongues, teeth, and lips kept crashing and colliding heatedly before Cole felt his shirt slide off as well as Johnny's and before he knew it, he was on his back with his brother on top of him, kissing his neck and chest before he felt the tugging on his belt. He couldn't stop the trembles of need or the soft moans that escaped him at the touches and kisses. His skin was practically on fire. He had never pictured his brother like this, but right now, he couldn't picture his brother in any other light. At Johnny's words of love, Cole felt some stirring in the back of his mind saying that this was wrong somehow. But the pleading way Johnny spoke next wiped that thought from his mind.

He usually let his partners have their way, since he wanted them comfortable and would do what they asked unless it made him uncomfortable. He wondered what exactly Johnny wanted from him at the moment, sex suffusing his thoughts as he looked down at his brother practically mauling his chest with kisses and licks. It felt like a brand against his skin, as if Johnny was searing this moment right into him. He took a few deep breaths in order to speak as he nodded at his little brother and said one word only.

"Yes."​
 
Johnny sighed when Cole said yes. His few remaining inhibitions couldn't stop the flood of raw need now. His eager mouth followed his hands down Cole's abs, giving the firm muscles soft nips, and Johnny kissed his brother's navel while his hands pulled Cole's pants and underwear down.

The vampire licked down his brother's treasure trail to his groin. Johnny was amazed at how wonderful his brother tasted and smelled. The spicy, musky, utterly male scent of Cole made Johnny's member grow long and hard as steel. The younger brother kicked his shoes off while he started to lick and softly suck his big brother's nuts. Big bro is right, Johnny thought after his first look at Cole's dick.

Once his shoes were off, Johnny started to suck and stroke his brother's cock. He moaned deeply with utter pleasure at the feeling and taste of Cole in his mouth. Thankfully, his fangs retracted when not needed, so there wasn't any danger of him hurting his beloved brother's most sensitive flesh.
 
For Cole, things seemed to be moving way too quickly as his brother kissed and nipped his torso, making soft sounds escape him. He hadn't figured his brother to be so aggressive, but the movements and actions performed on his body proved otherwise. He lifted his hips to help with the removal of his pants and boxers, despite his heavy blush. At the swipe of a tongue over his sac, he trembled all over, not used to the sensation, especially when his brother started to suck. He moaned and arched his back, closing his eyes at the feeling. A startled gasp escaped him when he felt wet heat consume the head of his member and he found his hands delving into his brother's hair.

"Oh-god, Johnny!"

He called out in surprise laced with heavy arousal. His hips bucked gently against his brother's mouth, Cole gaining the feeling of being at his brother's mercy. His skin felt hot to the touch and everywhere his brother caressed and teased felt like a brand against his skin. He was totally consumed.​
 
A small part of Johnny's mind knew he was going to fast, but his need for Cole was overwhelming. He knew that being so aggressive was out of character for him, but Johnny couldn't seem to stop. Only Cole could stop him. Judging by his reactions, Cole didn't want to.

Johnny took his big brother bucking into his mouth as a sign that he wanted more. The teenage vampire didn't gag at all as he took all of Cole's hot, hard cock into his mouth and down his throat. Johnny sucked as his head bobbed up and down on his brother, and his tongue lashed over and around Cole's member with superhuman agility. One of Johnny's hands began to caress Cole's balls while the other moved back up his body to massage his chest and fondle his nipples. Johnny moaned, the sound becoming a vibration through the cock he lavished such feverish attention on.
 
"Ahhh, Johnny! Oh, god."

Cole cried out in pleasure as his brother took more of him into his mouth, feeling his erection hit the back of his brother's throat. It was unbelievable and completely erotic and wildly arousing all at once. The way he sucked and licked and teased, Cole couldn't believe that he hadn't orgasmed yet. He was barely holding on by a thread as he felt wanton by how easily he let go and practically fucked his brother's mouth. It felt so good, the best he had ever had and it wasn't even over yet. Moans escaped him endlessly, especially when he felt a hand on his balls and another teasing his nipples. He felt pleasure all over and couldn't for the life of him even think of how wrong it was.

"Ah, yes! Yes! Don't-stop. Don't!"

He groaned out. All his inhibitions and all of his control went out the window.​
 
Now Johnny did cry, a single, red tear running down his alabaster cheek. He cried with joy that Cole was enjoying what he was doing as much as Johnny was. He cried to know he wasn't raping his beloved big brother. Johnny also cried because a part of him still feared that what he was doing was wrong, and when it was over Cole would hate him.

Johnny obeyed his big bro. He sucked faster and harder. One of his fingers reached lower and started to stroke and press at Cole's rear entrance, his other fingers continued to teasingly play with Cole's wonderful nipples, and Johnny inhuman tongue grew thin and long, lashing around his big brother's cock and probing the pee hole between taking Cole deep into his constricting, caressing throat.
 
As Johnny sucked harder and faster, Cole felt his grip on his incoming orgasm slipping away, especially with the addition of the probing to his rear entrance and the teasing of the slit in the head of his penis, so sensitive already but now even more so. This was definitely the best oral sex he had ever received and he felt so wanton to be completely enjoying it fully. That little piece in the back of his mind tried to get at him and tell him it was wrong, that his brother was between his legs and administering his pleasure, but he would have none of it. His mind was fogged with pleasure and soon he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"O-oh god! Johnny-I'm gonna..gonna come."​
 
When Johnny heard his brother's cries, they only drove him on. The teen sucked harder and faster, his head bobbing up and down while he pushed his finger slowly into Cole's rear entrance. Johnny wanted to give his big bro a wonderful orgasm. The young vampire also wanted to taste his brother's cum at last. He longed for the flavor as if it was the taste of blood, but for reasons that had nothing to do with feeding.
 
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