The Wretched and Divine

I sighed and stared at the KISS poster on my bedroom wall. I focused on Gene Simmons and gave myself a rub. It felt good and I let out a small moan.

[Let me fill you in. My name is Jake Worsnop. I'm 14 and gay. I have a Batman obsession. I have a 16 year old brother called Danny, who is also gay. Our parents are called Darren and Liza. I was adopted into this family because my parents died. I didn't really care. The Worsnops were my family, although I have only lived with them since I was nine. Five years is enough for three people to become your family. Anyway, I live in Arkham Village and attend the local comprehensive. I'm a quiet kid with good grades and no friends. I prefer being alone. People think I'm weird anyway because I have shoulder-length black hair which I straighten. Anyway, on with the story :).]

I closed my eyes and envisioned Gene in my mind. I rubbed myself harder, moaning louder.
[I'm off school today so I'm in the house by myself.]
I need more pleasure and jerked faster, fingering my ass hole at the same time.
[I'm still a virgin both ways but it feels good.]
I felt a white-hot heat in my stomach and cried out as I came over my abdomen and sheets. I wiped my hand on my already soiled sheets and then pulled my sheets and covers off the bed. I put them in the wash bin and clambered into the shower. I turned the water on near boiling and sighed. I wanted a boyfriend but the only gay people I knew where myself and my brother. I cleaned myself up and turned off the shower, climbing out and wrapping a towel around myself. I pulled some clean underwear and pajamas on and grabbed my clean Batman sheets to put on my bed. On my way back to my bedroom, I looked out the hallway window to check the local church clock. It was nearly four which meant Danny would be home from work soon. I made my bed and lay across it, trying to reach my Italian textbook. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Someone shook me awake and I was staring into my brother's eyes. I smiled up at him and he kissed my forehead before picking me up.
[I'm short and light for my age :P.]
I snuggled to him, laying my head on his chest so I could hear his heartbeat. It comforted me even now, just as it had done when I had first moved here. Danny carried me downstairs and into the kitchen. Our mother smiled at us and I expected him to put me in my chair. Instead, he sat in his chair and held me on his lap. I was starting to lull again. Ma sat next to us and felt my forehead.
"Are you feeling any better, Jake?"
I shrugged. Danny kissed the top of my head again and I yawned.
"I know it's Danny's day off tomorrow, Jake, but you need to go back to school."
I nodded and just pushed my body into Danny's. Ma smiled and went back to serving dinner.
"Batman still doesn't feel well does he?" Danny whispered in my ear. I shook my head. I was mute, and had been since my parents died, but I did occasionally talk to Danny. I would never in front of anyone else though.
"Danny, put Jake in his seat."
"No, Ma, I want to hold him. I missed him today."
Ma sighed, but didn't pursue the matter. She put dinner on the table and Danny fed me like a baby. I didn't care. He knew I was feeling ill and he was looking after me. Soon, I fell back asleep.