NEEDING TO FEEL

Needing to feel
Slash Don/Charlie
Incest, Oral, Anal
Rated NC17
Charlie is feeling dead inside
Disclaimer: I donot own NUMBERS or the charachters in it

"Hello," Don called pushing the door open. He heard no answer.
"Dad? Charlie?" Again no one answered but he could hear noises coming from upstairs. As he went upstairs he found the sound was coming from Charlie's room and it sounded like crying. Concerned now he quickened his pace.
"Charlie?" he called knocking on his brother's door. There was no answer just the sound of a shuddering gasp.
"Charlie, open up," Don ordered. Don was really getting scared now.
"Charlie I'm coming in," he yelled ramming his shoulder against the door until it flew open.
"Charlie?" he looked around but did not see his brother. Then he saw the door that led from Charlie's room to the small bathroom was slightly ajar. He pushed the door open and felt his heart freeze. Charlie sat on the floor, holding a razor blade to the flesh of his right forearm. Tears were falling from his eyes. Don could see that there were already three cuts in his little brother's flesh. He was on his knees beside Charlie in a flash.
"Charlie," he said carefully taking the blade from him. "Charlie give me this." He took the blade from Charlie's shaking fingers and tossed it aside. He grabbed a washcloth from the sink and wrapped it around Charlie's bleeding arm.
"My God, Charlie what are you doing?" he asked his brother. Charlie didn't answer but simply covered his eyes with his uninjured arm and sobbed. Don wrapped his arms around his brother and hugged him close. He just didn't understand what would make Charlie purposely hurt himself.
"Why Charlie?" Charlie let out a shuddering breath.
"I just needed to feel something," Charlie gasped. "I felt numb for so long."
"How long has this been going on?"
"Three months." Don was shocked. How could he have not realized this was going on. God, how blind could he be? His brother was in pain and he'd had no idea. He was supposed to protecet people and he couldn't protect his own little brother.
"Ever since Amita...Oh God Don." Don hugged him tighter pulling Charlie's head against his shoulder.
"She was just crossing the street. I was looking right at her. The shot came from out of nowhere. I didn't do anything, I just froze."
"Charlie, it wasn't your fault. There wasn't anything you could have done."
"She was so young Don. She was brilliant, there was so much she could have done."
"I know. I know."
"I wasn't gonna kill myself," Charlie said strongly. "I need you to know that."
"I do Charlie." He did know. He'd done extensive research on such behaviors when he was in college. Self-mutilators were rarely suicidal. The injury they inflicted on themselves came through a need to feel alive, to feel in control.
"You can't keep hurting yourself Charlie. Your my brother and I love you. I never want you to hurt yourself."
"I need help Don."
"I know. We'll find someone. A therapist, a counselor, someone."
"Are you gonna tell dad?"
"No, but I think you should. I won't force you to, but I think you need to."
"He'll hate me."
"No he won't. He'll be worried just like me, but all he'll want to do is help you."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
"Thanks Don."
"I love you Charlie."
"I love you too Don." Charlie hugged him and Don ran a hand through Charlie's dark curls. He kissed the top of Charlie's head. Charlie tilted his head up to stare at him. Don gently kissed Charlie's forehead and then softly kissed his lips. Charlie's lips parted to allow Don's tongue to enter. He explored the contours of Charlie's mouth as his hand cupped the back of his brother's head. He moaned as Charlie's hands slipped from his shoulders to caress his chest. A need for air forced him to pull away from his brother's rather tasty lips. He looked into Charlie's face and found him rather flushed.
"Charlie, I..." Charlie lifted his hand and placed his fingers against Don's lips.
"Don please," Charlie was almost begging. "I want to feel." Don caressed his cheek and placed a light kiss on his lips.
"I'm not doing this on a bathroom floor," Don said taking Charlie's hand. "Up." He pulled Charlie to his feet and slung him over his shoulder fireman style. He carried him out of the bathroom and flung him down on the bed. He came down over top of him, straddling his hips. He was surprised to feel a bulge in Charlie's jeans. He grinned as he ran his hand over his brother's package.
"Don," Charlie groaned.
"Shh," Don said leaning close and kissing Charlie's collarbone. "Just let me take of you, little brother." He leaned up and kissed Charlie deeply, all the while his hands explored his brother's chest. He could feel the muscles through the cotton T-shirt. He slipped his hands under Charlies shirt to feel the warm skin covered with dark bristly hair. He felt Charlie jump as he ran his fingers over the hard nipple. He moved his mouth from Charlie's to nibble on the younger man's earlobe. He could feel his own erection pressing uncomfortably against his trousers. He pulled Charlie into a sitting position long enough to pull his T-shirt off and throw it aside. He sucked in his breath as he took in the sight of the pale stomach. Several thin red lines covered Charlie's stomach. Don felt tears come to his eyes as he ran his fingers over a scar just above Charlie's navel. Charlie looked away in shame. Don cupped his cheek and turned his head so Charlie was forced to look at him. He lowered his head and kissed Charlie just above his navel.
"So much pain," he whispered.
"I'd rather feel pain than feel nothing." It broke Don's heart to hear Charlie say it. He kissed his way up Charlie's stomach to his chest. He heard Charlie gasped as he sucked one of Charlie's nipples between his lips. He teased the hard bud with his tongue as Charlie's hands worked Don's shirt out of his belt.
"I wanna see you," Charlie groaned. Don gladly obliged. He lifted himself enough so that he could unbutton his shirt with Charlie's help and shove it off his shoulders. He sucked in his breath as Charlie touched him. He jumped about three feet as Charlie's hand slipped down his chest and brushed his package. Charlie looked at him with wide innocent eyes. Don slid his hand down Charlie's stomach to the waistband of his jeans. He wasted no time unzipping them and bring out Charlie's fully erect cock. He hadn't quite expected Charlie to be quite as big. He chuckled.
"What," Charlie asked.
"Just thinking about how many girls on campus would pay big bucks to know what I know now." Charlie blushed. Don grinned and kissed him again. He pushed his tongue inside Charlie's mouth as he pumped his hand up and down Charlie's cock.
"Oh God Don!" Charlie yelled. "That feels so good!"
"Haven't even started little brother," Don said mischieviously. Before Charlie could ask what that meant he was gasping with shock as Don took him entirely in his mouth. Charlie buried his fists in his sheets as Don's hot mouth slid up and down his cock.
"Don," he whimpered as his big brother's tongue licked his head. "Don I need..."
"I know, little brother," Don said. "Just hang on." Don quickly pulled Charlie's jeans completely off and shed his own pants, shoes, socks and boxers. He turned Charlie onto his stomach and placed several kisses down his spine.
"Don" Charlie begged. He couldn't hold out much longer.
"Just hold on Charlie," Don said as he dug through Charlie's nightstand and found a tube of KY lube. He squeezed some onto his fingers. Charlie gasped as he felt a greasy finger slip inside him.
"I need to prepare you a little," Don said. "I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't want to hurt either," Charlie said.
"Can't tell you how relieved I am to hear that," Don said kissing Charlie's sweaty shoulder and adding a second finger. He felt the muscles stretch about as much as they were going to.
"I'm gonna come inside you now, Charlie."
"Yes," Charlie hissed. "I need you Don." Don quickly slicked his own hard cock and got into position, one leg on either side of Charlie's hips. He pulled Charlie up onto his knees and took hold of his hips. With one swift smooth thrust he pushed all the way into Charlie. He sucked in his breath as Charlie's heat engulfed him. Don reached down and wrapped his arm around Charlie's waist. He pulled Charlie against him, so that the younger man's back was against his chest and his head against his shoulder.
"DON!" Charlie screamed. "Oh god Don move." Don had no problems with that request. He began to thrust in and out of Charlie. Don wrapped his hand around Charlie's cock and pumped him in time with his thrusting. Charlie's hands reached out and grabbed the bed post, so hard his knuckles were white. Don knew he was gonna cum soon, but he was determined to hold out until Charlie came first.
"Don. I'm gonna..."
"Just let it go, Charlie," Don said sucking on Charlie's neck. Charlie shouted as his cock spasmed and shot hot milky cum all over Don's hand. Don through back his head and grunted as his own release came and he shot his load into Charlie. Completely spent they both collapsed onto to bed. Don lay on top of Charlie for a moment, his cock still buried inside his brother. He eventually pulled out and rolled them both over so that Charlie was on his side and Don was spooned up behind him.
"Okay?" he asked. Charlie nodded.
"Thank you," Charlie said. Don kissed his shoulder and held him tight.
"No more pain?" he asked. Charlie snuggled close.
"No more pain."