Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ The Solitary Twin ❯ Just You And Me ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MirrorsO1984 
Twincest, Oral Sex, Yaoi
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.01.2011 | Updated On: 06.01.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 518 | Status: Completed
Twincest, Oral Sex, Yaoi
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.01.2011 | Updated On: 06.01.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 518 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Bisco Hatori's Ouran High School Host Club and I also do not make profit of this fic
Warning: TWINCEST. (nothing that big yet, though. I'm used to writing het and fem POV's during sex scenes. Sorry!). If you don't stomach yaoi incest, then DON'T READ this chapter. People have told me that I tend to be pretty damn descriptive with sex scenes.
Chapter 3
At first it had been a game to the both of them. A way to tease with an impossibility. They used to laugh at the reactions they would incite from the girls that watched them, but going through puberty and an unhealthy dose of curiousity made their 'acting' take a serious edge. Of course that meant that they eventually succumbed to that sick curiousity.
Kaoru should have been ashamed of it, yet giving into it had made their drawing point more genuine to their admirerers. Some might believe it was fake in spite of loving to watch, while others instantly believed it was real and accepted it as a rare treat from the club.
No one could really see through it and understand the bond between them. It was a tie that only a twin that deeply loved his counterpart would comprehend. If he didn't know any better he could say that the twist in their already too close relationship made them closer and sadly, too difficult to separate. They were so far into their roles that they couldn't get out of it. He had to admit that it was selfish of him to still want to play along, but it was only because he didn't want to lose Hikaru.
He couldn't say that he didn't like girls. He did like them and so did his brother. The thing was that they were so comfortable with each other that no girls could intrigue them enough to 'experiment' fully. In the past, both him and Hikaru had been with girls, but when they showed their true colors, they either became disgusted or too overwhelmed to continue on to the next step.
They had given up... Until Haruhi had come along and now Kaoru had to say that neither one of them could have her, much less both of them.
Haruhi just didn't seem like that kind of girl. Besides, he and everyone else in the club, except for maybe Hikaru that was too busy trying to get her attention in his own way, knew that she had begun to harbor feelings for Tamaki. It was funny and almost sad to watch those two interact. Both Tamaki and Haruhi were so oblivious to what they felt yet it was so clear that they oddly suited each other.
"Well, that Sakoi chick is going to really get it now. What the hell kind of girl goes to a host club and does that?" hearing Hikaru that was lying down on one of the joined twin beds that they shared, Kaoru smiled.
"One that has enough time to watch and insult us," he could tell that Hikaru was pretty pissed about what the 'new girl' had done. No one had gone that far. In the past some people had remarked about their bizarre closeness, but no girl had ever said something as jarring as them being an actual mockery of twins. That was what had truly upset them in the first place.
It wasn't her analysis of them personally. It was that she had jabbed at their bond in particular.
A pathetic mockery. That was what they appeared to be. He wondered if she was the only one that thought that way. Usually both of them didn't care what people thought of them, but to have someone attack their inpenetrable connection to one another... was too new for them.
Kaoru knew he loved his brother and his brother had shown him many times that he did as well. They never needed to say it because they already knew. That knowledge had been present since birth, perhaps even from the womb.
They were too much alike and that was probably why they were so close.
"Do you think it's true, Kaoru?" Hikaru had become unusually solemn, his golden eyes staring up at the ceiling.
"What's true?" he sat down on the bed, his thigh rubbing against his twin's.
"That we're mocking ourselves?"
He almost felt like sighing. It had been the same thing he had been thinking, so it was unsurprising that Hikaru would bring it up at that exact moment.
"It depends on how you look at it," he began, feeling a twinge of uncertainty at what he was speaking of. There was some wrongness to how unnaturally close they were, but he was so accostumed to it already to just give it up overnight over some tactless comment. "I don't see anything wrong with us even if other people get a little freaked out."
"I don't either," making a face, Hikaru then snorted. "Screw her! What does she know?!"
In spite of Hikaru saying that, Kaoru felt that the girl's words still wounded his twin's pride.
Hikaru's golden eyes stared at the ceiling unblinkingly and expressionless, even though his lips were smiling. He couldn't hide how annoyed he was by Sakoi's remark.
She doesn't even know us well enough to say something like that, but for a moment it felt as if she could see right through us.
It had been eerie when he had seen the flatness in her eyes. It wasn't only the frost in her convincingly bored stare that had momentarily freaked him out. What had taken him by surprise was the flashes of hatred that appeared in those black pools. Like the girl was hiding something behind that coldness.
"Hey...," hearing his twin speak softly, he looked at him in questioning. Seeing that he had his attention, Hikaru smirked, "Do you think mother is still dealing with that woman?" By woman he was clearly referring to Sakoi Sayuri.
"I don't know," he frowned, cocking his head to the side, "maybe. You know her, once she gets started-"
"-she doesn't quit."
Feeling fingertips lightly stroking the back of his hand after his brother had added that, he shivered, some heat crawling on his cheeks at the contact and at what was being insinuated in the simple caress. That seemingly normal question had been more like unspoken request.
Mother is busy... like she always is.
"Is the door locked?" he nodded slowly at his brother's low question, a stirring of anticipation instinctively forming between his legs.
They usually avoided doing anything together when their mother was in the mansion, but that didn't take away the temptation of doing it away. To be honest, the idea of being caught was actually adding more to the excitement, though the thought of their mother really discovering them was frightening.
"Hikaru...," his whisper was breathless as his brother sat up on the bed. Eyes that were so much like the eyes he saw in the mirror everyday stared back at him. If Hikaru had looked different than him, then maybe, just maybe, he would have felt some awkwardness in doing anything remotely sexual with him.
Their bodies were exact copies of each others'. Genes worked funny that way. Whenever he stroked Hikaru's length, he would see that it looked just like his own. The same length and width. The hands that touched him, were also his, just like that hardness that his older brother would push into him. The face that would stare down at him was no different. The same went for the mouth that pleasured him.
"It's been awhile," Hikaru murmured, his heavy-lidded hot golden gaze slowly lowering down to his lips.
"Yeah," his heartbeat was starting to race and he could feel his already growing erection tingling at what was to come.
He's doing it on purpose so I have to beg him for it.
Sometimes acting out their brotherly love routine at the club took a toll on them, mostly when there were people in the house that could burst in at any given moment when they were trying to get rid of some pent up tension. Though having their parents constantly out of the house and out of Japan altogether still bothered him, at times like these he actually looked forward to them leaving so that they wouldn't have to hide.
His brother's face neared his until his lips lightly brushed his. It wasn't a full kiss; more like a teasing feathery touch. Feeling a hand cup one of his cheeks, he breathed, parting his lips slightly so that his twin could proceed. As he hoped, Hikaru pressed harder making a moan rumble lowly in his throat when his tounge slid into his mouth.
Used to kissing him, Kaoru's own tounge stroked against that of his brother's while he raised both of his hands to the back of his head to pull him closer, his fingers threading into his hair. Angling his head, he let the gently wiggling appendage explore his mouth while he tried to do the same.
His twin was an intense kisser, though he still worried about hurting him like the first time they had sex together. When he had heard him cry out in pain the instant the tip of his tool had stretched him, he had obviously gotten scared and had wanted to stop things there. It had taken Kaoru a while to convince him to continue onward.
It still hurt, which was understandable, but there was pleasure in it as well, especially when Hikaru touched him while pounding inside of his body. Over time, they had learned a trick or two to make things more interesting for them, yet nothing could beat how comfortable they were when partaking in such a supposedly disgusting act together.
Hikaru's warm breath entered his mouth. It was a bit erratic, showing his excitement at what they were doing.
Tightening his hold on his hair, he inched closer to Hikaru's warm body until his chest pressed his. The heart inside the chest of the one person that could understand him was racing like back at the club earlier that day. It beat at a fast hard pace that equalled his own. Both of their hearts were beating at the same time. Their bodies always reacted the same to one another's. Feverish and with their veins pulsing speedily.
Something warm covered the bulge filling out under his school pants. The warmth that was Hikaru's hand squeezed and rubbed his growing erection, hardening it fully until it felt as if it were being crushed under the straining zipper of his pants.
Gasping, his hips jerking at the touch, he lowered one of his hands from Hikaru's hair to drag it down over his arm. The arm that was attached to the hand that was stroking and rubbing him until his balls tightened.
He hated it when he decided to take things slow. Hikaru wouldn't stop being 'nice' until he begged or at least until he showed some dominance.
That was why, he moved the hand on his arm up to his shoulder to push him down on the bed, with his chest still tightly pressed against his. Immediately, as if sensing that his body was soon going to be covering him, Hikaru removed his hand from the obvious aroused bulge tenting his pants so that he could finally settle his hips between his spread legs.
He moaned into his brother's open mouth when his erection bumped the hardness underneath him. Unable to keep from writhing his hips to make some friction, he took his lips away from Hikaru.
"Hey...!" Hikaru began in a whiny tone, but stopped at seeing the smirk on his face as he looked down at him.
"You're so impatient, do you know that?" his whisper was breathless before he gave his older sibbling a kiss on the side of his jaw. Snaking his tounge out, he licked the jawline all the way down to a certain vein that twitched wildly on the side of Hikaru's slender throat. In response, Hikaru's hands moved to his backside, kneading his flesh while pushing himself upwards so that their cloth restrained cocks could find some relief.
"Now you're being... downright sadistic," Hikaru managed to choke out.
It's no fun if you always have the upperhand.
Moving lower, he bit his twin's shoulder, in spite of having a shirt keeping him away from his bare skin. The bite wasn't hard, but it was hard enough to be felt because Hikaru gasped, his body jerking underneath him. Kaoru didn't let the reaction bother him since he knew that he enjoyed some pain up to a certain level.
Bracing his weight with one of his hands, he pulled his chest away from him so that he could use his free hand to cup the promising hardness jutting from between Hikaru's legs. Giving it a squeeze, he couldn't help smiling at how his usually dominant brother's eyes flashed in lust.
Without looking away from his eyes, his fingers pulled the zipper of his pants down. His fingers searched the inside of his boxers until instantly latching onto the thick length to grip it. The hot flesh in his hand pulsed as if it had a heartbeat. Moving his hand up and down slowly, while holding it firmly, he felt how silken it was and how the skin was pulled back and forth over the stiff engorged tool.
Shifting above the aroused male body beneath him to sit back, he gazed down at the cock he was pumping with his hand. He couldn't say that they were huge, but they were a good size. At least seven to eight inches in length, with a nice well proportioned girth, baby smooth skin and slightly rosy cockheads. Pleasuring his brother with his hand now, his own cock jerked within the restrictive confines of his pants at the sight of a clear liquid bead that oozed out of the tiny hole at the tip.
Wanting to drive Hikaru crazy, like he did to him at the club every day, he leaned down until his lips were mere inches from the glossy tear. Blowing teasingly at it, he then licked it away as his brother's length jerked in his palm at the wet firm lapping. Opening his lips, he took the rounded blunt flesh inside his mouth, suctioning and moistening it with his saliva while lowering his head until half of Hikaru was in. Relaxing the muscles of his throat, he attempted to pull him all the way inside but it never did work. Always a couple of inches escaped his mouth and upon noting that, his hand that was currently immobile at the base of his brother's cock, gently squeezed and pulled upwards until meeting his lips. With his mouth and gripping hand meeting and retreating, he set up a steady rhythm as some saltiness from the natural lubricant Hikaru seeped continued lathering his tounge with every bob of his head.
"Damn it, Kaoru!" his brother's voice hinted exasperation.
He just sucked harder, making his cheeks hollow in so that Hikaru's cock was being caressed more snugly. Urging him to go faster, probably frustrated at how he continued to tease him with an even pace, Hikaru's hands gripped his hair to pull him down harder as his hips rocked underneath him, making the hard twitching column slide harder in his mouth.
Breathing heavily through his nose, he closed his eyes at how his own cock was in agony at just pleasuring his brother. The little sounds Hikaru kept making weren't helping either. They were in fact just making his balls knot up harder without any hope of relief. He knew that once they started to really get into it, he wouldn't take long to come.
He found some hope when the flesh that kept bumping to the back of his throat released and gave a especially hard jerk in his hand. Hearing his brother's cries as warmth coated the inside of his mouth, Kaoru swallowed out of instinct. He could never get used to the taste and even as it went down his throat he could still taste the bitter slightly salty flavor of the hot thick liquid without the need of his tounge.
Hikaru panted with his cock still encased by him. Just to tease, he pulled his head up a couple of inches before going back down. He knew that Hikaru was now very sensitive in that area and having it aroused further was a painful pleasure to him.
The hands holding his head tugged him away from the flesh that still jerked in aftershocks. Already anticipating what was next, his eyes met with Hikaru's lazy hazed ones. It always satisfied him to the see the sated almost weak smirk on his older brother's lips after he came.
"Are you up to go all the way?"
"You don't need to ask that," he smiled in return, futilely trying to hide how badly he wanted to feel Hikaru thrusting inside of him while quickly pumping his cock to climax.
Seeing his brother move to sit up, Kaoru backed away to give him room to get off the bed. Watching from the corner of his eyes, he drank in how Hikaru stood up to completely lower his pants before stepping out of them. Fully aware that now was the time to get naked, he then proceeded to take off his own pants as his twin headed over to a dresser to pull out a small bottle.
Releasing his aching heavy organ, his smirk widened when Hikaru closed the top drawer of their dresser and turned around to join him in the bed once more, the special bottle they deceptively hid among their things in hand.
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Warning: TWINCEST. (nothing that big yet, though. I'm used to writing het and fem POV's during sex scenes. Sorry!). If you don't stomach yaoi incest, then DON'T READ this chapter. People have told me that I tend to be pretty damn descriptive with sex scenes.
Chapter 3
At first it had been a game to the both of them. A way to tease with an impossibility. They used to laugh at the reactions they would incite from the girls that watched them, but going through puberty and an unhealthy dose of curiousity made their 'acting' take a serious edge. Of course that meant that they eventually succumbed to that sick curiousity.
Kaoru should have been ashamed of it, yet giving into it had made their drawing point more genuine to their admirerers. Some might believe it was fake in spite of loving to watch, while others instantly believed it was real and accepted it as a rare treat from the club.
No one could really see through it and understand the bond between them. It was a tie that only a twin that deeply loved his counterpart would comprehend. If he didn't know any better he could say that the twist in their already too close relationship made them closer and sadly, too difficult to separate. They were so far into their roles that they couldn't get out of it. He had to admit that it was selfish of him to still want to play along, but it was only because he didn't want to lose Hikaru.
He couldn't say that he didn't like girls. He did like them and so did his brother. The thing was that they were so comfortable with each other that no girls could intrigue them enough to 'experiment' fully. In the past, both him and Hikaru had been with girls, but when they showed their true colors, they either became disgusted or too overwhelmed to continue on to the next step.
They had given up... Until Haruhi had come along and now Kaoru had to say that neither one of them could have her, much less both of them.
Haruhi just didn't seem like that kind of girl. Besides, he and everyone else in the club, except for maybe Hikaru that was too busy trying to get her attention in his own way, knew that she had begun to harbor feelings for Tamaki. It was funny and almost sad to watch those two interact. Both Tamaki and Haruhi were so oblivious to what they felt yet it was so clear that they oddly suited each other.
"Well, that Sakoi chick is going to really get it now. What the hell kind of girl goes to a host club and does that?" hearing Hikaru that was lying down on one of the joined twin beds that they shared, Kaoru smiled.
"One that has enough time to watch and insult us," he could tell that Hikaru was pretty pissed about what the 'new girl' had done. No one had gone that far. In the past some people had remarked about their bizarre closeness, but no girl had ever said something as jarring as them being an actual mockery of twins. That was what had truly upset them in the first place.
It wasn't her analysis of them personally. It was that she had jabbed at their bond in particular.
A pathetic mockery. That was what they appeared to be. He wondered if she was the only one that thought that way. Usually both of them didn't care what people thought of them, but to have someone attack their inpenetrable connection to one another... was too new for them.
Kaoru knew he loved his brother and his brother had shown him many times that he did as well. They never needed to say it because they already knew. That knowledge had been present since birth, perhaps even from the womb.
They were too much alike and that was probably why they were so close.
"Do you think it's true, Kaoru?" Hikaru had become unusually solemn, his golden eyes staring up at the ceiling.
"What's true?" he sat down on the bed, his thigh rubbing against his twin's.
"That we're mocking ourselves?"
He almost felt like sighing. It had been the same thing he had been thinking, so it was unsurprising that Hikaru would bring it up at that exact moment.
"It depends on how you look at it," he began, feeling a twinge of uncertainty at what he was speaking of. There was some wrongness to how unnaturally close they were, but he was so accostumed to it already to just give it up overnight over some tactless comment. "I don't see anything wrong with us even if other people get a little freaked out."
"I don't either," making a face, Hikaru then snorted. "Screw her! What does she know?!"
In spite of Hikaru saying that, Kaoru felt that the girl's words still wounded his twin's pride.
Hikaru's golden eyes stared at the ceiling unblinkingly and expressionless, even though his lips were smiling. He couldn't hide how annoyed he was by Sakoi's remark.
She doesn't even know us well enough to say something like that, but for a moment it felt as if she could see right through us.
It had been eerie when he had seen the flatness in her eyes. It wasn't only the frost in her convincingly bored stare that had momentarily freaked him out. What had taken him by surprise was the flashes of hatred that appeared in those black pools. Like the girl was hiding something behind that coldness.
"Hey...," hearing his twin speak softly, he looked at him in questioning. Seeing that he had his attention, Hikaru smirked, "Do you think mother is still dealing with that woman?" By woman he was clearly referring to Sakoi Sayuri.
"I don't know," he frowned, cocking his head to the side, "maybe. You know her, once she gets started-"
"-she doesn't quit."
Feeling fingertips lightly stroking the back of his hand after his brother had added that, he shivered, some heat crawling on his cheeks at the contact and at what was being insinuated in the simple caress. That seemingly normal question had been more like unspoken request.
Mother is busy... like she always is.
"Is the door locked?" he nodded slowly at his brother's low question, a stirring of anticipation instinctively forming between his legs.
They usually avoided doing anything together when their mother was in the mansion, but that didn't take away the temptation of doing it away. To be honest, the idea of being caught was actually adding more to the excitement, though the thought of their mother really discovering them was frightening.
"Hikaru...," his whisper was breathless as his brother sat up on the bed. Eyes that were so much like the eyes he saw in the mirror everyday stared back at him. If Hikaru had looked different than him, then maybe, just maybe, he would have felt some awkwardness in doing anything remotely sexual with him.
Their bodies were exact copies of each others'. Genes worked funny that way. Whenever he stroked Hikaru's length, he would see that it looked just like his own. The same length and width. The hands that touched him, were also his, just like that hardness that his older brother would push into him. The face that would stare down at him was no different. The same went for the mouth that pleasured him.
"It's been awhile," Hikaru murmured, his heavy-lidded hot golden gaze slowly lowering down to his lips.
"Yeah," his heartbeat was starting to race and he could feel his already growing erection tingling at what was to come.
He's doing it on purpose so I have to beg him for it.
Sometimes acting out their brotherly love routine at the club took a toll on them, mostly when there were people in the house that could burst in at any given moment when they were trying to get rid of some pent up tension. Though having their parents constantly out of the house and out of Japan altogether still bothered him, at times like these he actually looked forward to them leaving so that they wouldn't have to hide.
His brother's face neared his until his lips lightly brushed his. It wasn't a full kiss; more like a teasing feathery touch. Feeling a hand cup one of his cheeks, he breathed, parting his lips slightly so that his twin could proceed. As he hoped, Hikaru pressed harder making a moan rumble lowly in his throat when his tounge slid into his mouth.
Used to kissing him, Kaoru's own tounge stroked against that of his brother's while he raised both of his hands to the back of his head to pull him closer, his fingers threading into his hair. Angling his head, he let the gently wiggling appendage explore his mouth while he tried to do the same.
His twin was an intense kisser, though he still worried about hurting him like the first time they had sex together. When he had heard him cry out in pain the instant the tip of his tool had stretched him, he had obviously gotten scared and had wanted to stop things there. It had taken Kaoru a while to convince him to continue onward.
It still hurt, which was understandable, but there was pleasure in it as well, especially when Hikaru touched him while pounding inside of his body. Over time, they had learned a trick or two to make things more interesting for them, yet nothing could beat how comfortable they were when partaking in such a supposedly disgusting act together.
Hikaru's warm breath entered his mouth. It was a bit erratic, showing his excitement at what they were doing.
Tightening his hold on his hair, he inched closer to Hikaru's warm body until his chest pressed his. The heart inside the chest of the one person that could understand him was racing like back at the club earlier that day. It beat at a fast hard pace that equalled his own. Both of their hearts were beating at the same time. Their bodies always reacted the same to one another's. Feverish and with their veins pulsing speedily.
Something warm covered the bulge filling out under his school pants. The warmth that was Hikaru's hand squeezed and rubbed his growing erection, hardening it fully until it felt as if it were being crushed under the straining zipper of his pants.
Gasping, his hips jerking at the touch, he lowered one of his hands from Hikaru's hair to drag it down over his arm. The arm that was attached to the hand that was stroking and rubbing him until his balls tightened.
He hated it when he decided to take things slow. Hikaru wouldn't stop being 'nice' until he begged or at least until he showed some dominance.
That was why, he moved the hand on his arm up to his shoulder to push him down on the bed, with his chest still tightly pressed against his. Immediately, as if sensing that his body was soon going to be covering him, Hikaru removed his hand from the obvious aroused bulge tenting his pants so that he could finally settle his hips between his spread legs.
He moaned into his brother's open mouth when his erection bumped the hardness underneath him. Unable to keep from writhing his hips to make some friction, he took his lips away from Hikaru.
"Hey...!" Hikaru began in a whiny tone, but stopped at seeing the smirk on his face as he looked down at him.
"You're so impatient, do you know that?" his whisper was breathless before he gave his older sibbling a kiss on the side of his jaw. Snaking his tounge out, he licked the jawline all the way down to a certain vein that twitched wildly on the side of Hikaru's slender throat. In response, Hikaru's hands moved to his backside, kneading his flesh while pushing himself upwards so that their cloth restrained cocks could find some relief.
"Now you're being... downright sadistic," Hikaru managed to choke out.
It's no fun if you always have the upperhand.
Moving lower, he bit his twin's shoulder, in spite of having a shirt keeping him away from his bare skin. The bite wasn't hard, but it was hard enough to be felt because Hikaru gasped, his body jerking underneath him. Kaoru didn't let the reaction bother him since he knew that he enjoyed some pain up to a certain level.
Bracing his weight with one of his hands, he pulled his chest away from him so that he could use his free hand to cup the promising hardness jutting from between Hikaru's legs. Giving it a squeeze, he couldn't help smiling at how his usually dominant brother's eyes flashed in lust.
Without looking away from his eyes, his fingers pulled the zipper of his pants down. His fingers searched the inside of his boxers until instantly latching onto the thick length to grip it. The hot flesh in his hand pulsed as if it had a heartbeat. Moving his hand up and down slowly, while holding it firmly, he felt how silken it was and how the skin was pulled back and forth over the stiff engorged tool.
Shifting above the aroused male body beneath him to sit back, he gazed down at the cock he was pumping with his hand. He couldn't say that they were huge, but they were a good size. At least seven to eight inches in length, with a nice well proportioned girth, baby smooth skin and slightly rosy cockheads. Pleasuring his brother with his hand now, his own cock jerked within the restrictive confines of his pants at the sight of a clear liquid bead that oozed out of the tiny hole at the tip.
Wanting to drive Hikaru crazy, like he did to him at the club every day, he leaned down until his lips were mere inches from the glossy tear. Blowing teasingly at it, he then licked it away as his brother's length jerked in his palm at the wet firm lapping. Opening his lips, he took the rounded blunt flesh inside his mouth, suctioning and moistening it with his saliva while lowering his head until half of Hikaru was in. Relaxing the muscles of his throat, he attempted to pull him all the way inside but it never did work. Always a couple of inches escaped his mouth and upon noting that, his hand that was currently immobile at the base of his brother's cock, gently squeezed and pulled upwards until meeting his lips. With his mouth and gripping hand meeting and retreating, he set up a steady rhythm as some saltiness from the natural lubricant Hikaru seeped continued lathering his tounge with every bob of his head.
"Damn it, Kaoru!" his brother's voice hinted exasperation.
He just sucked harder, making his cheeks hollow in so that Hikaru's cock was being caressed more snugly. Urging him to go faster, probably frustrated at how he continued to tease him with an even pace, Hikaru's hands gripped his hair to pull him down harder as his hips rocked underneath him, making the hard twitching column slide harder in his mouth.
Breathing heavily through his nose, he closed his eyes at how his own cock was in agony at just pleasuring his brother. The little sounds Hikaru kept making weren't helping either. They were in fact just making his balls knot up harder without any hope of relief. He knew that once they started to really get into it, he wouldn't take long to come.
He found some hope when the flesh that kept bumping to the back of his throat released and gave a especially hard jerk in his hand. Hearing his brother's cries as warmth coated the inside of his mouth, Kaoru swallowed out of instinct. He could never get used to the taste and even as it went down his throat he could still taste the bitter slightly salty flavor of the hot thick liquid without the need of his tounge.
Hikaru panted with his cock still encased by him. Just to tease, he pulled his head up a couple of inches before going back down. He knew that Hikaru was now very sensitive in that area and having it aroused further was a painful pleasure to him.
The hands holding his head tugged him away from the flesh that still jerked in aftershocks. Already anticipating what was next, his eyes met with Hikaru's lazy hazed ones. It always satisfied him to the see the sated almost weak smirk on his older brother's lips after he came.
"Are you up to go all the way?"
"You don't need to ask that," he smiled in return, futilely trying to hide how badly he wanted to feel Hikaru thrusting inside of him while quickly pumping his cock to climax.
Seeing his brother move to sit up, Kaoru backed away to give him room to get off the bed. Watching from the corner of his eyes, he drank in how Hikaru stood up to completely lower his pants before stepping out of them. Fully aware that now was the time to get naked, he then proceeded to take off his own pants as his twin headed over to a dresser to pull out a small bottle.
Releasing his aching heavy organ, his smirk widened when Hikaru closed the top drawer of their dresser and turned around to join him in the bed once more, the special bottle they deceptively hid among their things in hand.
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