Twin Ties 1: My Brother's Lover (39 page)

Alek eye-fucked Brennan and the inflamed skin of his bottom. Evan couldn’t blame him. The blond young man was perfectly naked, perfectly beautiful and perfectly identical to Alek’s own lover, especially if you squinted. In the relative darkness of the room, Brennan’s glasses were the main thing that gave him away.

But Alek also seemed to notice every little piece of evidence signaling Evan’s near-suffocating lust, stirred by watching his brother and Luka. All day long, Evan had been quiet and reserved. In response, Alek had been careful not to leave Evan alone, to keep him company, keep him laughing or engaged in conversation or at the very least distracted from his thoughts. The constant, devoted attention made Evan feel nothing but loved. The best part about the attention, though, was Evan felt he could enjoy it without needing it to get by. He loved how he had people who put his wellbeing at the top of their priority list, but simply having their affection did more for him than any gift or act could.

When the four of them returned to Evan and Brennan’s home, and had all retreated to the bedroom together, Evan had fallen even quieter. It started with Brennan getting spanked. Evan had been merely slightly flushed when it began, and his coloring could have been interpreted as stemming from embarrassment as well as interest.

After a little while, Luka slowly twisted a butt plug up into Brennan’s carefully lube-slicked hole and Evan turned the corner. Now, as Luka rubbed a hand roughly over the abused swell of Brennan’s backside, pushing at the plug’s base and kneading handfuls of throbbing flesh, Evan knew he was pretty much a wreck. His jeans were obviously tented by his erection but his whole body was jittery with amorphous need—for what or for whom, he didn’t even know.

Evan’s breath quickened and his skin was slick with a light layer of sweat despite the shower he had not long after their game of football and dinner. When Alek twisted Evan’s nipple and rubbed a hand underneath the front of Evan’s pants waistband, Evan sucked in his stomach and pushed his hips up greedily into the touch, trying to relieve some pressure. His mouth fell open briefly in a sigh. Alek’s hand pushed lower inside Evan’s jeans, meeting no resistance as he circled the base of his cock and stroked the root with a thumb only to draw back, rubbing over the smooth skin of Evan’s pelvis. He tugged gently at the soft curls of Evan’s pubic hair, then withdrew his hand completely without providing any other sort of relief.

“Fucker,” Evan complained.

Alek laughed darkly. “You want to know what I’m thinking, huh? Well, I
was
thinking about how freely Carter was slapping Presley’s ass in a not entirely sportsmanlike way during our game earlier, but now I’m just thinking about sucking your cock.”

Evan groaned, shivering as a particularly sharp strike of Luka’s open hand to the underside of Brennan’s bottom was followed by a wrenching cry from Brennan. “Please.”

“You want it? My lips wrapped around you? I’d tongue your slit while you watch your brother writhe on the end of Luka’s fat cock.”

“
Yes
, fuck. Please.”

Alek grasped each of Evan’s arms, guiding them up above his head. Crossing Evan’s wrists, Alek circled them both with a hand, pulling Evan back, strung out over the breadth of Alek’s chest with Alek’s mouth tucked in the crook of Evan’s neck. Reaching down between Evan’s legs, Alek smiled as Evan let his thighs fall open widely and he thrust up, wanting to be touched. Alek didn’t give him what he expected though, grabbing Evan by the balls through the coarse denim. Evan wriggled and gasped loudly as Alek tugged and squeezed lightly.

“Or maybe I should string you up right next to him, and spank you, too. What do you think, Jailbait? I
know
you’ve been bad. Maybe you should be punished.”

Luka glanced back over his shoulder, taking a long moment to watch Evan twist and undulate. After giving Alek a heated look which said Luka would quite enjoy Alek’s threat, Luka reached for the plug stretching Brennan out. Gripping it by the base, he tugged on it, extracting it very, very slowly. Brennan pushed out his ass and exhaled sharply. His eyes slipped momentarily shut. Then he turned to look at his brother.

Brennan stared at Evan whose feet were flexed, his legs restless, and looking for some kind of purchase on the slick wooden floor or the edge of the chaise as Alek held him by the wrists and the balls. Evan curled up one leg at a time toward his body as Alek kept his tight hold on his sac. His mouth falling open around his gasps, perfect echoes of Evan’s, Brennan cried out with ache at the sight.

“Open his pants,” Brennan gasped. “I wanna see how hard he is.”

“He’s pretty hard, aren’tcha, Jailbait?” Alek grinned. “Should we show ’im? Let’s show Bren how much you get off on staring at his pretty pink ass.”

“
Alek
,” Evan pleaded.

Keeping his unrelenting hold on Evan’s wrists, Alek popped open Evan’s fly and inched his jeans down on his narrow hips, just enough so his cock was able to spring free, straining up tight to his belly, flushed red and dripping wet with pre-come. Just as Luka inserted three lube-slicked fingers into Brennan, Alek hooked the hand around the base of Evan’s sac, pulling on it, stretching Evan’s testicles away from his body. Evan gasped loudly, hips chasing upward off the chaise, into Alek’s hand. His cock seeped clear fluid and Evan stared at Brennan, looking back at him and biting so sweetly on his bottom lip as Brennan took Luka’s pumping fingers, moving in and out of his hole.

Moaning wantonly, Evan shuddered in Alek’s grasp.

“Bet you’d come if I so much as blew across the end of your dick right now.”

On the bed, Brennan spread his legs wider and rasped, “C’mon. More, I need more.” Luka just shook his head and tugged his fingers free of Brennan’s shiny-wet hole, enjoying one more open-handed rub over the sore, inflamed skin of his bottom. Brennan sucked in a breath through gritted teeth at the touch. Directing a hard slap to the spot, Luka watched Brennan’s butt jiggle and hummed at the sound of Brennan’s surprised yelp.

“You want more, Cupcake?”

Bracing a splayed hand against Brennan’s lower abdomen to hold him still, Luka lined himself up and drove into him. He breached the snug outer ring of Brennan’s sphincter and put gentle force behind his thrust, making Brennan take all of him.

Brennan dropped his head between his arms and groaned. When Luka caressed the reddened surface of his behind, Brennan’s emoting took on a sharper edge, but he didn’t wait any longer, he started to move, pulling forward slightly before pushing back onto Luka, building a rhythm, but starting with shallow movements. Luka roused himself, stopped just watching Brennan move on him and took control, holding Brennan by the hips and driving into him deep and hard.

Evan tried not to watch, but he couldn’t not watch. At least his angle wasn’t giving him the best view, which he was grateful for until Alek said, “Sit up. Sit on the edge of the chair.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

Evan sat, his arms free at last and he moved to touch himself once he was seated but Alek caught his hand first. “Don’t even think about it.”

He pulled Evan’s arms behind his back and used a discarded belt on the floor to bind his wrists together. When that was done, he adjusted Evan’s pants so they were too low to help him rub against to get off. Sitting behind Evan, Alek asked, “So what do you want? Tell me. And be creative.”

“Creative, huh?” Evan said with a wicked gleam in his eye. “Anything?”

“Anything. As long as it’s okay with Bren and Luka.”

“Okay. Then I want you to fuck his brains out,” Evan rasped.

“Who?” Alek asked, glancing at the bed. There was a hopeful note to his voice when he added, “Bren?”

“No. Luka. That’s what I want.”

Alek teased his lower lip between his teeth and leaned in for a kiss. “You dirty boy.”

He stole Evan’s breath, kissing him roughly and left him there, panting, to go to Luka.

Luka went perfectly still when Alek crawled onto the bed and pressed up behind him. Alek circled an arm around Luka’s sweat-slicked, thickly-muscled chest. “This okay with you?”

“Yeah,” Luka nodded after a moment, leaning back ever so slightly into Alek’s touch, holding on to Brennan and looking directly at Evan. Understanding passed between them and feelings of empathy as well as affection bloomed in Evan’s heart for Luka.

Evan could tell Luka saw how Evan didn’t want to be the only brother taken in the way Brennan had taken him. He wanted, possibly
needed
to witness the extent of the sexual intimacy so far only spoken of, and not demonstrated by, the other set of brothers. “How about you, Bren? You cool with this?”

“I’m only cool with it if you turn me around so I can watch, too,” Brennan rasped, flexing his back and shoulders, grunting as Luka tugged free of him.

“So, you wanna be in the middle, hmm?” Alek grinned, slicking lube onto his hand and pressing two fingers into Luka.

They all watched as Luka’s chest heaved and his skin flushed darker at their collective, focused attention and Alek’s intimate touch. Brennan lay down on his back and Alek pressed Luka forward with a hand to his middle back, bending him over. Brennan spread his legs and kissed Luka’s gasps away. Luka palmed Brennan’s ass and slid, slippery and easily, back into his lover. He rocked gently into Brennan with shallow movements as Alek quickly stretched him out, corkscrewing his fingers within the snug passage. When Luka heard the condom wrapper being ripped open, he wound his arms more closely around Brennan, closing his eyes.

Brennan lay back to give him air. Tiny, delicate frown lines appeared in Luka’s brow and his lips sealed tightly together. Alek lined up and pressed against Luka, the thick, bulbous head of his dick demanding entry.

Evan stared fixedly at them, seeing everything. Alek looked his way, caressing over Luka’s side. Driving his hips forward, he thrust into Luka.

Luka cried out. “Fuck! Easy! Easy. Been a while.”

Alek hissed between his teeth and tugged back an inch or two. He pressed more gently deeper, slowly sinking into Luka completely.

Luka moaned thunderously by Brennan’s temple. Evan watched raptly as Luka lost himself in what he imagined was the blissful sensation of Brennan gripped like a glove around his cock and Alek driving ever-deeper into him at the same time, pushing him with every thrust farther into Brennan.

Luka relaxed, letting Alek take over, moved by him, kissed and caressed by both of them. It was intense. Evan had never witnessed nor shared anything like it with people he knew to truly love him, albeit in different ways. And that wasn’t all. Luka’s complex yet unconditional love with Alek and his budding, profound love with Brennan only imbued every moment, every touch, with meaning and wonder.

As soon as Alek set a steady pace, he angled Luka a little differently. On Alek’s next thrust, Luka exclaimed and gritted his teeth, putting his own force behind his thrusts in and out of Brennan as Alek sent him racing towards climax. Suddenly, Luka choked off a jagged moan as he orgasmed, shuddering in Brennan’s arms.

Alek pulled out and Brennan guided Luka down to lay over him while he recovered. “I should... you haven’t...” Luka gasped. “We didn’t finish.”

Brennan whispered, “It’s okay. Relax. It was perfect. You were perfect. Just when I thought I couldn’t love you more. You were so sweet with him, Luka.”

Luka nuzzled into Brennan touch and only looked around once he heard what was going on over on the other side of the room.

Stripping off the soiled condom, Alek approached Evan. Without prompting or even so much as a word, Evan, with his wrists still bound, fell to his knees, sliding from the chaise to the wooden floor below.

Alek sighed heavily at the sight of Evan wrecked with desire and needing nothing but Alek. Evan’s mouth fell open wide, his tongue extending out hungrily to meet Alek when he stepped up close and held Evan’s head in a hand, caressing over his cheek. Cradling Alek’s cock on his curled tongue, wrapping the muscle around him, Evan let him slide as far back as he wanted, closing his lips up around the shaft and hollowing his cheeks as he sucked. He tried to stay relaxed. For the first few pumps of his hips, Alek managed to hold back, but one glance down at Evan, his lips stretched around the dark, swollen cock and wanting nothing but to please, seemed to end Alek’s self-control. He pulsed over Evan’s tongue, pre-come coating it. Alek thrust, sliding deeper, nestling in Evan’s throat and stuffing it full of him.

Evan made a startled grunt but took it, his eyes streaming as Alek pulled back only to thrust right back in, riding the tight suction from his mouth.

On the bed, Brennan was watching avidly, moaning a little at the sight coupled with his own unquenched need. Luka brushed the backs of his fingers over the inside of the protrusion of Brennan’s hipbone and peppered soft kisses to his neck and chest.

Evan whimpered and struggled to take Alek’s forceful thrusts. But then Alek pulled out completely, leaving Evan sucking in a large gulp of much-needed air, his chin wet with saliva, and lips darkly swollen. With his huge hard-on straining between his legs, Evan was possibly at his most debauched. With only two squeezes up to the tip, Alek’s cock erupted, shooting come onto Evan’s quivering lips, his chin, cheeks, and some hot droplets even falling onto his eyelashes. Evan breathed roughly and waited for every last drip to fall from Alek.

“Jesus fuck. Stand up, baby. C’mere.” Alek kissed the mess of Evan’s mouth and began to wipe Evan’s face clean. He freed Evan’s hands from the belt binding them. “Thank you. I love you so much. Fucking worship you.”

Evan grunted brokenly and kissed Alek back, brow furrowed and savoring the tender words, though without the breath to reply.

“What do you want? Name it.” He caressed Evan’s stomach, down past his navel, but didn’t touch his erection, not quite. “You want Brennan?”

Evan started, pulling back. He asked himself,
Do I?

He couldn’t speak. One moment, he was staring pleadingly up at Alek, who owned his heart, and the next, he was walking to the bed, to the man who owned his soul. One brief look at Luka and Evan knew it was okay.