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Captivation	By : Rina76 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 6307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Bill or Tom Kaulitz or any members of Tokio Hotel and this story is a complete work of fiction; it is all made up and not true. I am not making any money from the writing of this story.

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Hi everybody! I'm so sorry it's been so long between updates - I'm 6 months pregnant now and I've spent most of that time being sick and exhausted and unable to focus on writing. But I am finally feeling better so I can continue this lil fic of mine for you all :) I hope to have it finished before the baby comes because by then I just won't have time to write anymore what with all the feeding and burping and crying lol. Anyway, please enjoy and I can't wait to hear from you guys again - I missed you :)
(Btw, there are some descriptions of porn below involving solo female, straight and bisexual scenes)

Chapter 16. Acceptance.
Bill is completely well-mannered and modest the next morning, sitting in the conference room chair like a little lady with his legs crossed. If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I wouldn’t have ever known that he fucked himself with a makeup brush in the shower the evening before. I think that fact would shock a lot of people, including Tom. But I will keep Bill’s secret. It’s only a matter of time anyway before Tom discovers what deep sexual desires lie beneath his baby brother’s innocent outer appearance. One can’t keep such strong feelings and passion hidden forever.
True to my word, I keep myself under control the next time Tom tries to challenge me. Before they left their own room, Bill warned his older sibling not to provoke my temper or bring out my bad side but of course Tom doesn’t listen, disregarding my questions and generally being an ill-mannered prick to me at our meeting. However, instead of getting angry at him or responding negatively to his rudeness, I just calmly put on a DVD, subsequently leaving the room so they can watch it. I only come back to give them a toilet break and some lunch and then I switch the film. In fact, I make the whole day a special movie day, letting the boys view some of my favourite gay-themed films. I do this to desensitise them to the sight of guys having intimate relationships, as well as open their eyes to the issues that gay/bisexual/transgender men face in society. These are mainstream movies, not porn.
I show my captives a mix of genres including heavy drama, such as Philadelphia with Tom Hanks as a gay man suffering from AIDS-related discrimination. I also show them light-hearted comedies like The Birdcage with Robin Williams and The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert which is a delightful little Australian film with fantastically funny characters, classic disco songs and colourful drag-costumes. It was huge in the 90s. I also introduce Bill and Tom to some lesser known movies like Formula 17, an Asian romantic comedy which is a tad cheesy but has some of the hottest kissing (and dudes) I’ve ever seen in it.
Lastly, I screen one called Parallel Sons, which is about a black man escaping from prison and a white boy who hides him from the authorities, both of them consequently falling for each other and going on the run in a bid for freedom. It explores not only sexual discovery but race issues, small town mentality and the dilemma of right versus wrong. It doesn’t have a happy ending but I love it anyway. Indeed, I love it so much I end up coming back into the conference room and watching this one with the boys, Bill eagerly scooting his chair across to make space for me, much to Tom’s disgruntlement and distrust.
Seth, the American kid in the film, reminds me a lot of Tom because he’s gorgeous, has blond dreadlocks, loves hip-hop and he has a rebellious attitude with an underlying vulnerability, just like the older Kaulitz twin has. He’s also a bit callous to girls but adores his little sister and would do anything for her. He talks tough and waves a gun around but really doesn’t want to hurt anybody. All he needs is someone to love him and accept him just the way he is. The film makes me wonder if Tom sees himself in Seth’s character at all. I’d like to ask him that out of sheer curiosity but I can guess what his answer would be and he’s actually been quite well-behaved these last few hours so I don’t want to do anything to spoil that.
When the movie-marathon is over, Tom yawns and stretches, lazily asking me what’s for dinner. I know he’s only so relaxed because of the movies making his brain tired but the fact that he’s even speaking to me at all without calling me names or telling me to go fuck myself is a welcome improvement. If only he’d be like this all the time.
I walk the boys back to their room, Bill and I chatting about the films I’d shown them as we go down the corridor. He likes them all, even though the last one almost made him cry. But I have one more movie I want them to watch and I put it on later that night after their dinner of egg, cheese and caramelised onion pies with a fresh side salad.
“Hey, Tom. Quick, come here!” Bill calls out with the TV remote in his hand. “There’s porn on!”
Tom dubiously pokes his head out of the bathroom where he’s been tending to his dreads. “Porn? It’s not those gay brothers again, is it?”
“No, look! This one has boobies.” Bill points excitedly to the screen. “See!”
Dreadlocks forgotten about, the older brother emerges into the living area, much more interested in tits than doing his hair. Even though he watched six movies today already (without hardly even complaining), he’s happy to sit down and watch another one, especially if it involves a sexy woman talking her clothes off.
“Now, THIS is more like it,” he approves as he sprawls across the couch, seeing the stunning flame-haired actress on the bed, wriggling her panties down and revealing creamy thighs and a nicely trimmed red snatch. “Watch this one closely, Bill. You’ll definitely learn something here.”
The woman in the film squeezes and fondles her curvaceous breasts, licking her own nipples and letting one hand drift down to lightly pet her pussy. She has a gold clit-ring.
“Do you think Koji’s watching this too?” The younger twin asks, biting his lip as if the thought thrills him.
“I dunno. Who cares?”
“He might be touching himself.” Bill gives a naughty giggle, covering his mouth.
“Bill! Do you have to think of things like that?” Tom chastises, giving his brother an incredulous look. “I really worry about you sometimes, dude.”
“But he might be.”
“Well, if he is I don’t want to know, all right?”
Tom’s almost turned off by the idea that I might be masturbating in my room right now to the same porn they’re looking at but the seductive girl on the screen spreads her legs wide and distracts him from thinking about me.
“Damn,” he comments, raising his eyebrows. “I’d stick my tongue in that hot cherry pie.”
“What’s it taste like?” Bill asks curiously, knowing that Tom has given girls oral sex many times before.
“Sweet,” Tom answers, automatically licking his lips. He and Bill watch in fascination as the luscious female on screen picks up a purple vibrator and runs it up and down her slit, getting her lady-parts moist and opened before pushing the buzzing toy in with a sensuous moan.
“See that, Bill,” Tom murmurs, clearly riveted by the sight of a girl pleasuring herself. “That’s the kinda chick I want.”
Bill frowns in a slightly jealous manner, but not for long. Out comes a young long-haired blond guy with tanned skin and blue eyes, a spiky earring and tribal tattoos on his arm, a kind of surfer style about him.
“Oh, hello!” Bill remarks with interest, lifting a pierced brow. “He’s good-looking.”
“You think so?” Tom replies doubtfully.
“Well, not as good-looking as me, of course,” Bill amends in a smug manner, tossing his streaked ebony hair over one shoulder. “I’m much prettier than him.”
Tom wisely decides not to reply to that because no matter what he says, he’ll just end up saying something incriminating so he just continues watching the movie. The guy and the girl kiss; he touches her and plays with her clitoris piercing. She takes off his shorts and sucks his cock for a while. A second guy then enters the room, a handsome, well-built Latino man with cropped dark hair and a neat goatee beard. He’s already naked. He kisses the girl in greeting and flicks her nipples with his tongue before turning to the first male and kissing him on the mouth. Tom instantly gets all squirmy.
“Oh God, I knew it. It IS gay porn.”
“Not gay,” Bill corrects. “Bisexual. See, there’s a girl there too and they’re both touching her.”
“I don’t care. I don’t wanna watch this.”
“Why not?” The brunette boy challenges his brother. “You think it’s disgusting?”
“Well…yeah.”
“So, if I said I was bisexual, you’d be disgusted in me?”
“No! What?” Confused, Tom stares at his twin. “Are you?”
“Yeah. I think so.”
“But you haven’t even kissed another guy before. Have you?”
“No, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t. In fact, I kissed you, remember?” Bill blatantly says. “Or I tried, anyway.”
“That’s… different,” Tom grudgingly admits, recalling the other night as Bill leaned over him in the bed, curious to try something new. “You wouldn’t do that to some strange man. You wouldn’t touch him or suck his dick.” Meaning me, he adds, “At least not without being forced to.”
“Maybe I would.” Bill fidgets, avoiding Tom’s puzzled frown. “I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, Tom, and although I like girls I also believe I might be into guys too. I just didn’t wanna tell you until now. Until I was sure.”
“But how can you be sure when you have no experience?”
“How did you know you were straight, Tom? You just knew inside, didn’t you?” Bill insists. “You knew you liked girls, way before you even made out with one. No matter what you have or haven’t done, it’s just something you feel, deep within.”
“Are you saying this because you’re attracted to Koji?” Tom is now frowning jealously. “And don’t say you’re not, because I’ve seen the way you look at him. Having a disturbing fascination with your own kidnapper is not the same thing as being genuinely bisexual.”
Bill blushes and hides behind his hair but he doesn’t deny his attraction to me. “I know that. I’ve checked out other guys way before we came here.”
Tom blinks in disbelief. “So you’re bi? For real? Seriously?”
“Seriously.” Bill turns, giving his twin a worried glance. “Does that change how you feel about me? You won’t disown me or anything?”
After a long taxing look, Tom sighs. “Of course not, Bill. You’re my brother and I’ll support you no matter what choices you make in life.”
“It’s not a choice, Tom. It’s how I am. I don’t think I can change it.”
Sighing again, Tom says, “Look, I don’t care if you want to kiss guys, just don’t try to kiss me, all right?”
Grinning at Tom’s acceptance, Bill makes a playful lunging motion at him like a vampire hungry for blood, Tom pushing him away and starting to grin too.
“Shit, I should have seen this coming years ago.” Tom playfully ruffles Bill’s hair. “You’re far too pretty and delicate to be straight.”
Bill smiles, always pleased to be called ‘pretty’.
Since they’ve sorted out Bill’s sexuality once and for all, Tom relaxes somewhat, even sticking around and watching the rest of the adult movie, trying to be a bit more open-minded for the sake of his now-bi little brother. Tom’s quite okay with a scene of the redheaded actress fondling her own nipples in bliss as her pierced clit is being tugged by the blond male’s teeth. He’s on his knees with his head down between her splayed thighs, his fingers buried in her gaping gash, her juices all over his hand. Tom likes it when the girl has to deep-throat the Latino man’s fat cock at the same time, swallowing the thick veined flesh all the way down to the base and nearly gagging on it. Tom keeps his stare glued to the screen when the girl is being double-teamed, the dark-haired actor’s huge dick stuffed in her ginger pussy while the blond dude screws her in the butt, balls slapping against her pale rounded cheeks. Tom’s fine with all of that.
But when the female porn star gets her lubed-up purple vibrator and uses it on the fair-haired guy, Tom visibly winces, especially when she’s twisting it in. She works it in and out, getting the dude loosened up. Once she’s satisfied with her handiwork, the girl removes the sex-toy so the masculine bearded actor can move up behind the kneeling surfer and start tonguing his exposed asshole, stretching his opening apart and spitting into it. Tom winces even more.
“Gross.”
Rolling his eyes, Bill advises, “Just focus on the girl.”
“Be better if there were two girls,” Tom mumbles.
“How is that any different to two guys?”
“It just is, Bill. Girls are hotter.”
“Hotness is in the eye of the beholder.”
Gesturing to the screen, Tom counters, “You think these dudes are hot, do you?”
“Maybe I do. They have very nice bodies.” In a conversational tone, Bill adds, “But yours is nicer, Tom. You’re getting really buff and sexy lately.”
Tom’s eyes widen. He isn’t sure whether to be flattered or weirded out. He chooses not to reply to that, instead discreetly shifting a little further away from Bill on the lounge. Bill doesn’t notice, too busy watching the male actors as they start to fuck, dog-style, the darker man with the goatee holding the smaller blue-eyed one by the hips. The girl is now stroking the blond one’s cock with her hand, lustily watching the action in front of her, looking as though she really enjoys the sight of two guys fucking.
“Do you think it hurts?” Bill muses. “Being screwed like that?”
“Doesn’t look like it hurts that guy,” Tom mentions, seeing how the submissive blond male on the screen is moaning in pleasure as he’s banged from behind, his cock staying hard and aroused between his legs. If it was hurting him, or he didn’t enjoy it, his dick would go soft.
“Yeah, but he’s a porn star,” Bill reminds his brother. “He’s had practise. Do you think it hurts the first time?”
“Probably. I mean, having a hard object shoved up your ass has to be painful.” Tom shifts on the couch cushions, uncomfortably imagining being the receiver. “You sure you still want to be bi, Bill?”
The younger twin toys with his tongue stud, leaning forward and watching the action with avid interest. “I could do that, you know.”
“What?”
“That.” Bill nods to the two men. “With you. If that’s what Koji wants us to do, I’ll do it just so he lets us go.”
Tom whirls around in shock. “Don’t say that!”
“But I would. At least I know you’d be careful and wouldn’t hurt me.”
“No, Bill! We are NOT having this conversation.”
“You wouldn’t do it for me?” Bill makes an upset face. “I’d do it for you, Tom.”
“Bill, you know I’d normally do anything for you but that is something you can’t ask me to do. I won’t do it.” Tom’s voice is stubbornly firm. “Not only is it wrong, but if we do what that sick bastard wants then he’s won. I refuse to let him win! There’s gotta be another way out of here without us having to do THAT.”
“What if there isn’t?”
“There has to be and I’ll find it if it’s the last fucking thing I do,” Tom swears angrily. “Don’t ever suggest this again, Bill, or I WILL disown you!”
He gets up from the couch and goes into the bathroom, the only other place he can go to get away from Bill, the older boy slamming the door to make his point. Letting out a frustrated huff, Bill leans back with his arms crossed over his chest, pouting and looking rejected. He’s lost interest in the porn, as has Tom who roughly showers and brushes his teeth, getting into bed without speaking to Bill anymore. I was hoping at least one of them would jack off for me, or that they’d do each other, but nobody is in the mood for masturbating now. Bill pouts for a little while more and then he eventually turns off the television and heads to bed as well, slipping off his jeans and climbing in quietly next to Tom, dimming the lamp.
“Tomi?” Bill tentatively touches his sibling’s hip through the sheets. Tom tersely shoves him aside.
“I’m not gonna do it, Bill, so don’t ask.”
“I wasn’t going to say that.”
“What, then?”
“I’m sorry?”
An impatient sigh echoes in the dark. “All right. Just go to sleep.”
“You’re not mad anymore?”
“No.”
“You still sound mad.” In a timid little voice, Bill wavers, “I don’t like it when we fight.”
“We’re not fighting.” Rolling over, Tom plants a rough kiss on Bill’s head. “See? Now, shut up. I’m tired.”
Looking relieved, Bill rolls over when Tom does, so their backs are to one another’s. However, he slips his hand around and locates one of Tom’s dreadlocks, sneakily sniffing it and rubbing it on his cheek.
“Quit it.”
“I wasn’t doing anything!” Bill hastily denies, letting go. He wriggles and shifts around on his side, trying to get comfortable without touching Tom, even though he really wants to.
Sensing his twin’s need for contact, Tom sighs in resignation and reaches around behind him, finding Bill’s hand and allowing the tips of their fingers to connect.
“There. That’s all you’re getting from me. Now quit moving around and sleep, damn you!”
Seemingly content by his brother’s reassuring touch, it’s only then that Bill falls still and closes his eyes, their fingertips lightly resting together on the mattress between them. They’re soon both fast asleep.
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