[H] In The Swamp - Chapter 2

“I’m sorry, Kohaku, I’m so sorry.”

“Tell me why you’re doing this. And in your little brother’s room, no less.”

My brother had been pressing his face into my pillow, leaving it slightly indented. The thought of what he’d been doing disgusted me.

“Come on, spit it out. Tell me.”

“I’m sorry… I was… sniffing your scent while… I masturbated…”

“You pervert.”

When I slapped him across the face, my brother began to cry pathetically.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

“This isn’t the first time, is it? How long have you been doing this? Spit it out.”

“S-since you were… around middle school…”

I knew, of course, that my brother had sexual desires like anyone else, but I’d never really given it much thought. The fact that those desires were directed at me came as a total shock. Well, it had been pouring rain since morning, so I guess the mood matched.

“I wasn’t feeling well, so I came home… Move, I need to sleep.”

“I’m sorry, really, I’m sorry.”

—Is “sorry” all he can say now?

My brother, still sobbing, left the room, leaving the bed empty. Even though he’d been doing something disgusting just a while ago, I was already at my limit. I collapsed face down on the bed, closed my eyes, and fell asleep.

“…Kohaku, dinner’s ready. Do you think you can eat?”

My brother’s usual gentle voice called out, and I was about to respond normally, but the memory of what had happened before I slept hit me, and I clicked my tongue in irritation.

“I’ll eat. What’s for dinner?”

“Udon… Will that be okay?”

“Yeah.”

The dinner table was shrouded in silence. Despite everything that had happened, my brother’s udon was still delicious, and I slurped up every last bit of the broth. As I ate, my thoughts started to come together, and when my brother began washing the dishes, I called out to him.

“When you’re done, let’s have a proper talk.”

“Okay…”

We sat down side by side on the couch, and I asked him.

“So… you’ve been looking at me like that, huh? Ever since I was in middle school? Why? Why me?”

“I don’t know… I don’t know why… but I couldn’t stop myself… I just… gave in…”

“So, shoving something up your ass… does that mean you wanted me to do that to you?”

“You don’t want to say…”

I pinched his cheek.

“Say it.”

“O-okay, I’ll say it, just let go…”

Once again, tears began to well up in my brother’s eyes.

“I’m sorry… I fantasized about you… putting it in me…”

“Hah… what a pervert. You even bought stuff for it, huh? So, your hole’s all stretched out?”

“Probably…”

“I see.”

I dug my nails into the back of his hand.

“Then let me shove it in right now. That’s what you wanted, right?”

“W-what? No, wait, I—”

“I’m saying I’ll give you what you want.”

“But, um, I need to prepare—”

“Go get ready. I’ll wait in my room.”

I said that and stood up, leaving the room. Lying on my bed, I glared at the ceiling. The moment I saw that disgraceful scene, all the trust I had in my brother shattered… and at the same time, a dark, twisted feeling started to well up inside me.

“Kohaku…”

After a while, my brother entered the room. I sat up, made space on the bed, and had him sit down.

“Hey, Kohaku, are you really going to do it? I know I don’t have the right to say this, but we’re brothers. If you actually go through with it, there’s no turning back.”

“Shut up. I’ve already decided to use you as a tool to satisfy my sexual desires. Come on, get your ass out.”

My brother, as if he had resigned himself to the situation, removed the hair tie that held his long hair back. I made him lie on his back, spread his legs, and finished inside him. It was my first time having sex. As I violated my brother, a sense of overwhelming power filled me. This was also a way of defying my father.

“…Brother. Whenever I want to do it, you have to let me. Be ready at all times, okay?”

“K-Kohaku…”

“What? Aren’t you happy? I went all the way in, and you’ve been doing it by yourself a lot, right?”

“I… I am happy…”

I kicked my brother out and basked in the afterglow. My brother, who had always been like a parent to me, who had always been kind. I had torn off that mask and messed him up even further.

“Haha… hah…”

I couldn’t stop laughing. It had to be my brother’s first time, too. At the beginning, his face was twisted in agony, struggling to catch his breath, trying desperately to escape the pain.

Since I had done it once, it was the same thing twice, three times, or even more. I fucked my brother in every possible position. I never used a condom.

After I started fucking my brother, my studies got better. Having a secret that I couldn’t tell anyone actually added some spice to my daily life.

“Kohaku… I love you…”

My brother gradually became more honest, even starting to move his hips on his own at times. The way his long black hair swayed so beautifully was irresistibly arousing, and eventually, I found myself running my fingers through it after we finished.

“Brother, all you need to do is take care of me and satisfy my needs. That’s the only reason you’re alive.”

In a world that had cast him aside, I was the only one who accepted him. I thought he should be grateful.

“Yeah… I’m sorry, Kohaku…”

Since that day, “I’m sorry” became his catchphrase, and while it annoyed me, I figured it was like a spell that made him feel better, so I let him say it as much as he wanted.