Feel the Burn, NC17, Tom/Bill
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steins_storiesTitle: Feel the Burn
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steinsgrrl
Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I in no way intend to insinuate that any of the below actually happened. It is simply a piece of written entertainment based on the public personas of real people.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Adult Content, Twincest
Summary: Tom falls asleep in the sun; Bill is there to ease his pain.
Author Note: For my darlingfire_lucy, who wanted more twincest.
Warm sand squished between Bill’s toes as he strolled along the shoreline. He’d reveled in the feeling for the last few moments, but now the sand was starting to burn his feet, and he hop-skipped to the clear water lapping at the shore. He giggled at the thought of how silly that must have looked, then sighed as the ocean licked at his ankles, and bubbles frothed around them.
He let his shoulders drop and turned his face to the sun, basking in its quiet warmth. Pushing his sunglasses up on his nose, he scanned the horizon. There wasn’t a single person, jet-ski or boat in sight. The ocean rolled in green and blue waves that crashed gently in their race toward the shore.
Bill’s eyes rested on a clump of boulders further down the beach, and he set off toward them, swishing his feet through the shallow water, kicking up the sand beneath his toes and leaving swirling clouds behind them. A flock of seagulls was circling and diving into the rocks, crying and squawking over their finds, before flying off with crabs and tiny, flopping fish clamped in their beaks. Some tried to snatch up the same prey and ended up battling over it, sharp beaks pecking at each other until the loser ducked away, hopping off to find some other critter to be his evening meal.
Laughing at the birds’ antics, Bill shooed them away as he reached the craggy rocks. Stepping carefully, he picked his way slowly over the flattest spots he could find until he reached a small pool in the middle of the outcrop. He stood still then, watching as a couple crabs emerged hesitantly from the hole they’d scuttled into when the seagulls had come to catch supper. Bill watched the blue and orange fish dart back and forth in the shallow water of the pool, and then shook his head with a grin, realizing he must look as if he were watching a tennis game.
Looking around him, he spied a larger, flat rock that he could sit on. He scooted onto it and wiggled to situate himself, grimacing a little at the slight ache the pressure of his weight caused. He blushed a little as he remembered the cause of the ache, and a smile played upon his lips. Bill pushed his sunglasses up on his nose again, brushed his long, black hair back behind tanned shoulders, and leaned back on his hands.
This trip had been so necessary. He and Tom and the G’s had been working so hard for so long, if they hadn’t had some time just to sit and relax and do nothing for a while, Bill thought that they just couldn’t be held responsible for what they might have done.
Tension had been building with every date they’d played in America, and even though they didn’t have to perform at the awards show, the EMA’s had been stressful, as well. Now they had two whole weeks on their own. The twins had reserved a whole section of this tiny island, and Bill was desperate not to hear another voice besides his brother’s.
Bill’s chest tightened as he recalled the deep timbre of his brother’s voice, and the even deeper, husky sounds he made when…
“God…” Bill adjusted his swim trunks, pulling the leg down a little. His cock had begun to twitch at the thought of Tom’s voice, and Tom’s…
Breath quickening, Bill palmed his cock softly through the blue and white nylon of the trunks. After this morning, he was a little surprised that he was even able to get hard again, but thoughts of that only made his dick harder. He trailed his fingers lightly up and down his length, feeling more and more blood rushing into the organ, filling it to the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Suddenly, Bill’s serene little alcove seemed rather lonely. Time to make his way back to Tom, he thought, and he groaned a little as he palmed himself one last time before standing up to climb down from his stone perch. He took a couple deep breaths and carefully descended to the hot, white sand.
The walk back to their hut took much less time than the meandering stroll Bill had taken earlier. As he approached, he forgot about the burn of the sand on his feet as he cast his eyes upon his brother lying on his stomach on a beach bed in the sun.
His gaze swept over Tom’s legs, slim but muscular, up to the slight curve of his ass, all but hidden under baggy red and white swim trunks. His dreads were banded up over his head with a giant black elastic, and his eyes were hidden by dark aviator sunglasses. Bill knew Tom was asleep, though, when he got close enough to spot the thin line of saliva that stretched from his twin’s bottom lip to the plush towel under his head.
Bill grinned and lifted the edge of the towel very carefully to Tom’s lip, wiping away the drool. As cute as Bill found the fact that his brother was so dead-out tired that he drooled in his sleep, he knew that Tom would be mortified by it, so he took care of it so Tom wouldn’t have to know about it.
“Tomi?” Bill kneeled down, nesting his knees in the sand and sifting his fingers through it. He leaned over his twin and pressed soft lips to the sleeping man’s cheek.
No reaction. Tom’s breathing remained even and deep.
“Tomi?” Bill tried again. Trailing delicate kisses toward Tom’s ear, Bill rested a sandy palm on his brother’s shoulder and shook him gently.
Tom cried out in pain and his body jerked up, startling Bill, who flew backwards, landing on his ass with a thump.
“What the hell, Tom?” Bill picked himself up and started brushing sand off his ass and jiggling the trunk legs to shake errant grains out of his clothing.
Tom had wrenched off his shades and craned his neck over his shoulder, peering at his back. He winced up at Bill.
“How long have I been lying here?” His tone was just short of accusatory.
“I don’t know, I don’t have a watch.” Bill’s voice trailed off and broke when he spotted the faint white outline of his hand imprinted in the pinkened skin of Tom’s shoulder.
“Oh…” Bill breathed, his eyes wide.
Tom lifted himself from the beach bed, careful not to wrinkle the tender skin on his back.
“I’m sorry, I should have been here to wake you. I just went for a walk, I didn’t know you…” Bill started babbling as Tom righted himself with a grimace.
“We should get you inside.” He shook his head as soon as the words left his lips, realizing how stupid they sounded.
Tom snorted and climbed the steps to the porch that wrapped around their hut. Bill toed the sand in front of him and sighed before following slowly behind his twin.
Tom had already started the shower by the time Bill reached the open door of the hut. Bill took his sunglasses off, placed them carefully on the side table and hurried to the bathroom, wanting to stay near in case Tom needed his help.
What he found when he pushed the beaded curtain aside was Tom standing next to the shower, looking quite apprehensive. He glanced at Bill, then back at the water beating down onto the slick brown tiles in hard needles.
Bill ran to the kitchenette and grabbed the crystal pitcher out of the cupboard. When he got back to the bathroom, he positioned the pitcher under the flow, filling it with cool, clear water. He turned the shower off and turned to Tom.
“It’s my fault you fell asleep and I wasn’t there to wake you up. Let me help you?” Bill hooked this thumbs in the waistband of Tom’s trunks and lowered them slightly, waiting for permission.
“Yeah.” Tom breathed, resting his hands on Bill’s shoulders, caressing one palm up to wrap around the side of Bill’s neck. “It’s not your fault, but…yeah.”
Bill gave his twin a relieved smile before leaning forward and brushing his lips softly against Tom’s. He sucked at Tom’s lip ring and lapped his tongue at the warm metal, pulling back just as Tom opened his lips to him.
Tom’s whine of protest was met with a wink and a broader smile, and Bill knelt down in front of him. Planting a wet kiss in the groove above Tom’s groin, he began to lower his brother’s trunks very slowly, following the rough fabric with soft kisses. He stopped at mid-thigh, and licked his way back to where he started, pulling the trunks from around his brother’s feet.
He tossed the trunks in the corner and turned his face, closed his eyes and felt Tom’s hardened cock bumping his cheek. Bill buried his nose under the thick root of that cock, and breathed deeply of the slightly sweaty skin he found there. He licked at that fragrant spot and Tom whimpered above him, threading his fingers through Bill’s mane, tugging gently at the black strands in his grasp.
Bill licked down Tom’s sack before sucking each ball in turn into his mouth, humming and swirling his tongue over the sensitive skin.
“Jesus, Bill…” Tom pulled a hand out of Bill’s hair to grasp the corner of the shower.
“Hmm?” He gave his brother one last lick before standing up to retrieve the pitcher from the shower floor.
“As much as I loved that, it’s not what you need at the moment.” Bill jerked his head toward the shower. “Get in there.”
“I think I should be the judge of what I need.” Tom’s voice was low, his look lascivious.
“Tom..” Bill pointed to the shower with his free hand.
“Fine.” Tom huffed and stepped into the tiled enclosure. He turned his back to his twin, braced his hands on either wall of the shower and lowered his head.
“This is gonna be cold.” Bill paused with the pitcher poised and tipped right above Tom’s pink shoulders.
“I know.”
“But we have to cool your skin…” The rays from the skylight glinted off the water and crystal.
“I know, Bill! Just do it.” Tom ground out, his teeth gritted together.
Bill tipped the pitcher just the slightest bit more, and a trickle of cool water streamed down Tom’s back. Tom drew his breath in sharply and scratched his nails against the tile. Bill swept his arm from one side to the other, pouring the water down over both of his brother’s shoulders. He watched the water funnel down to the crease of Tom’s ass, and by the time the last drops had fallen from the pitcher, Bill knew how he would make this up to Tom.
His mouth was dry, his dick twitching from what he had planned, he ran two manicured fingers quickly up Tom’s crease.
“Hey!” His brother jumped and spun around, only to be met with Bill holding out a soft, cream-colored bath sheet. Tom’s grateful smile took his breath away, and Bill wrapped his twin the towel, patting it very gently against his burned back.
“Go lie on your belly on the bed, I’ll be out in a minute.” He nudged his brother in the direction of the bedroom. While the beads were still swaying from Tom’s exit, Bill began to search through the cabinets in the bathroom for a First Aid kit.
He opened several doors, getting a little frustrated, before he finally found a white box with a red cross on the top, hiding under extra rolls of toilet paper under the sink. The box hadn’t been opened in a while, and the clasp almost broke his nail, but as soon as Bill was able to get the lip off, he rummaged through the contents impatiently.
There it was, exactly what he was looking for. Bill held up the tube of aloe gel and checked the date. Yep, still good. He grinned, closed the kit and threw it back under the sink.
The sight that met Bill’s eyes as he walked into the bedroom made him stop in his tracks.
Yes, he had told Tom to go lie on their bed and wait for him. He hadn’t considered how damn hot that would look, or how the sight would make his cock jump in anticipation.
Tom lie sprawled out on his towel, his legs spread slightly. His arms, slim and strong, rested under his head. His deep brown eyes watched as Bill approached the bed, matching brown eyes gazing lustfully at pale twin globes in front of him.
Bill climbed in between Tom’s legs, spreading them further. A breeze blew through the open windows of the hut, the fragrance of hibiscus swirling around them as Bill planted a palm on either side of his brother’s waist and nuzzled the nape of his neck.
Tom pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly as Bill kissed him there before opening his lips and suckling a little on the soft skin. His hips slid forward, and Bill hissed into blonde dreads as he dragged his cock slowly up Tom’s crease.
Bill began to kiss and lick his way down the pink skin of Tom’s back, just barely brushing the skin, licking so very carefully, stopping right above that coveted crease. He watched Tom’s fingers grab at the blanket, fisting it hard. He dipped his tongue down just a little further, slipping it down almost to Tom’s entrance.
He sighed a hot breath onto that little bud and sat up between Tom’s legs again. The whine of frustration that left his twin had Bill grinning as he twisted off the cap of the aloe and squirted a large dollop into his palm.
“You…” Tom’s voice was unsteady, and he had to try again. “You are such a fucking tease, Bill.”
Tom’s eyes were squeezed shut, and his brow furrowed when Bill placed both hands on the prone man’s back and smoothed the aloe down toward his ass.
“It’s for your own good, Tomi.”
“Uh-huh.” Tom grunted, but the cool gel seemed to soothe his burn a little, and he didn’t protest further.
Bill’s hands moved further and further down, to the small of the blonde’s back, and then further still. He trailed one long, manicured finger down that cleft. He followed that finger with his tongue, licking and humming his way to Tom’s opening.
Flattening his tongue, he laved the puckered hole as Tom’s thighs flexed and tightened under his palms. His brother’s musky smell surrounded him, and he breathed it deep, soaking in it. Bill pointed his tongue and circled Tom’s twitching bud, finally prying his way in so slightly, wiggling it against the tight ring surrounding it until he felt Tom start to loosen up.
Tom made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a groan, and he thrust his hips up at Bill’s mouth. He grabbed the squirming man’s hips, though, and held him down as he fucked him with a hard tongue.
“Fuck, Bill…” Tom panted his name, and Bill decided he couldn’t wait much longer.
He grabbed the tube of aloe and coated his fingers in it. Slowly, steadily, he thrust two fingers into Tom’s puckered hole, and Tom whined deep in his throat.
“Okay?” Bill was breathless, Tom’s body tightening around his fingers.
“God, yes. Gimme more.” The desperate tone had Bill’s stomach tightening, his cock so hard it hurt. He slid the fingers in and out of his brother a few more times before slipping another finger in.
Tom stopped moving and held his breath as Bill fingered him slowly. When he curled his fingers down and brushed a small raised area deep inside Tom’s body, his twin blew his breath out quickly and thrust up hard onto Bill’s fingers.
That was it. Bill couldn’t wait anymore.
Snatching up the bottle of aloe again, he dropped a small glob onto Tom’s pulsating hole, and slathered his cock with it. He tossed it away and hovered over his twin, positioning his cock over his entrance.
In one long, hard thrust, Bill sank himself into Tom, filling him completely. He paused when he was pushed in as far as he could go, and twin sighs rode the breeze surrounding them.
And then he was moving, and his twin was moving, and thrust met thrust. His hips pulled back and snapped forward, his spine hunched as he trailed his hair over Tom’s still stinging back.
Pleasure and the pain were woven together on Tom’s back, and on the shoulder that Bill grazed his teeth against, and deep inside him as his brother slid into him again and again until he thought he had to come or go insane.
Bill always knew exactly what Tom needed. He snaked an arm under his twin writhing beneath him, and wrapped his hand around Tom’s leaking cock, causing the dreadhead to bite his lip and rise up on his hands, thrusting hard first into Bill‘s hand then onto Bill‘s cock.
Both knew that neither would last long, and they were right. Several quick strokes later, and Tom stiffened under him, let out a hoarse cry and shot come all over the towel and Bill’s fingers.
Tom contracted around Bill’s cock, sucking his own orgasm out of him. Bill pulled quickly out of his brother’s hot hole, and with the hand already covered in Tom’s come, grasped his cock and jerked himself, spraying come across the tender flesh of Tom’s back.
Bill milked the last drops out of his dick, wiping the tip across Tom’s hole, then collapsed next to his twin. He leaned up on his arm and Tom smiled lazily at him as Bill trailed a couple fingers through the come pooled on the small of Tom’s back.
“That almost makes me wanna throw out the sunscreen.”
Bill laughed, painting come up and down Tom’s back.
“Silly Tomi. You know I’m here to help when you feel the burn.”
With a twinkle in his eye, Bill brought dripping fingers to his mouth, licking them languidly before slipping them between his lips and sucking them clean.
He smacked his lips and shot a cheesy grin at his twin before they both dissolved into laughter.
Author:
steinsgrrlFandom: Tokio Hotel
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I in no way intend to insinuate that any of the below actually happened. It is simply a piece of written entertainment based on the public personas of real people.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Adult Content, Twincest
Summary: Tom falls asleep in the sun; Bill is there to ease his pain.
Author Note: For my darling
fire_lucy, who wanted more twincest.Warm sand squished between Bill’s toes as he strolled along the shoreline. He’d reveled in the feeling for the last few moments, but now the sand was starting to burn his feet, and he hop-skipped to the clear water lapping at the shore. He giggled at the thought of how silly that must have looked, then sighed as the ocean licked at his ankles, and bubbles frothed around them.
He let his shoulders drop and turned his face to the sun, basking in its quiet warmth. Pushing his sunglasses up on his nose, he scanned the horizon. There wasn’t a single person, jet-ski or boat in sight. The ocean rolled in green and blue waves that crashed gently in their race toward the shore.
Bill’s eyes rested on a clump of boulders further down the beach, and he set off toward them, swishing his feet through the shallow water, kicking up the sand beneath his toes and leaving swirling clouds behind them. A flock of seagulls was circling and diving into the rocks, crying and squawking over their finds, before flying off with crabs and tiny, flopping fish clamped in their beaks. Some tried to snatch up the same prey and ended up battling over it, sharp beaks pecking at each other until the loser ducked away, hopping off to find some other critter to be his evening meal.
Laughing at the birds’ antics, Bill shooed them away as he reached the craggy rocks. Stepping carefully, he picked his way slowly over the flattest spots he could find until he reached a small pool in the middle of the outcrop. He stood still then, watching as a couple crabs emerged hesitantly from the hole they’d scuttled into when the seagulls had come to catch supper. Bill watched the blue and orange fish dart back and forth in the shallow water of the pool, and then shook his head with a grin, realizing he must look as if he were watching a tennis game.
Looking around him, he spied a larger, flat rock that he could sit on. He scooted onto it and wiggled to situate himself, grimacing a little at the slight ache the pressure of his weight caused. He blushed a little as he remembered the cause of the ache, and a smile played upon his lips. Bill pushed his sunglasses up on his nose again, brushed his long, black hair back behind tanned shoulders, and leaned back on his hands.
This trip had been so necessary. He and Tom and the G’s had been working so hard for so long, if they hadn’t had some time just to sit and relax and do nothing for a while, Bill thought that they just couldn’t be held responsible for what they might have done.
Tension had been building with every date they’d played in America, and even though they didn’t have to perform at the awards show, the EMA’s had been stressful, as well. Now they had two whole weeks on their own. The twins had reserved a whole section of this tiny island, and Bill was desperate not to hear another voice besides his brother’s.
Bill’s chest tightened as he recalled the deep timbre of his brother’s voice, and the even deeper, husky sounds he made when…
“God…” Bill adjusted his swim trunks, pulling the leg down a little. His cock had begun to twitch at the thought of Tom’s voice, and Tom’s…
Breath quickening, Bill palmed his cock softly through the blue and white nylon of the trunks. After this morning, he was a little surprised that he was even able to get hard again, but thoughts of that only made his dick harder. He trailed his fingers lightly up and down his length, feeling more and more blood rushing into the organ, filling it to the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Suddenly, Bill’s serene little alcove seemed rather lonely. Time to make his way back to Tom, he thought, and he groaned a little as he palmed himself one last time before standing up to climb down from his stone perch. He took a couple deep breaths and carefully descended to the hot, white sand.
The walk back to their hut took much less time than the meandering stroll Bill had taken earlier. As he approached, he forgot about the burn of the sand on his feet as he cast his eyes upon his brother lying on his stomach on a beach bed in the sun.
His gaze swept over Tom’s legs, slim but muscular, up to the slight curve of his ass, all but hidden under baggy red and white swim trunks. His dreads were banded up over his head with a giant black elastic, and his eyes were hidden by dark aviator sunglasses. Bill knew Tom was asleep, though, when he got close enough to spot the thin line of saliva that stretched from his twin’s bottom lip to the plush towel under his head.
Bill grinned and lifted the edge of the towel very carefully to Tom’s lip, wiping away the drool. As cute as Bill found the fact that his brother was so dead-out tired that he drooled in his sleep, he knew that Tom would be mortified by it, so he took care of it so Tom wouldn’t have to know about it.
“Tomi?” Bill kneeled down, nesting his knees in the sand and sifting his fingers through it. He leaned over his twin and pressed soft lips to the sleeping man’s cheek.
No reaction. Tom’s breathing remained even and deep.
“Tomi?” Bill tried again. Trailing delicate kisses toward Tom’s ear, Bill rested a sandy palm on his brother’s shoulder and shook him gently.
Tom cried out in pain and his body jerked up, startling Bill, who flew backwards, landing on his ass with a thump.
“What the hell, Tom?” Bill picked himself up and started brushing sand off his ass and jiggling the trunk legs to shake errant grains out of his clothing.
Tom had wrenched off his shades and craned his neck over his shoulder, peering at his back. He winced up at Bill.
“How long have I been lying here?” His tone was just short of accusatory.
“I don’t know, I don’t have a watch.” Bill’s voice trailed off and broke when he spotted the faint white outline of his hand imprinted in the pinkened skin of Tom’s shoulder.
“Oh…” Bill breathed, his eyes wide.
Tom lifted himself from the beach bed, careful not to wrinkle the tender skin on his back.
“I’m sorry, I should have been here to wake you. I just went for a walk, I didn’t know you…” Bill started babbling as Tom righted himself with a grimace.
“We should get you inside.” He shook his head as soon as the words left his lips, realizing how stupid they sounded.
Tom snorted and climbed the steps to the porch that wrapped around their hut. Bill toed the sand in front of him and sighed before following slowly behind his twin.
Tom had already started the shower by the time Bill reached the open door of the hut. Bill took his sunglasses off, placed them carefully on the side table and hurried to the bathroom, wanting to stay near in case Tom needed his help.
What he found when he pushed the beaded curtain aside was Tom standing next to the shower, looking quite apprehensive. He glanced at Bill, then back at the water beating down onto the slick brown tiles in hard needles.
Bill ran to the kitchenette and grabbed the crystal pitcher out of the cupboard. When he got back to the bathroom, he positioned the pitcher under the flow, filling it with cool, clear water. He turned the shower off and turned to Tom.
“It’s my fault you fell asleep and I wasn’t there to wake you up. Let me help you?” Bill hooked this thumbs in the waistband of Tom’s trunks and lowered them slightly, waiting for permission.
“Yeah.” Tom breathed, resting his hands on Bill’s shoulders, caressing one palm up to wrap around the side of Bill’s neck. “It’s not your fault, but…yeah.”
Bill gave his twin a relieved smile before leaning forward and brushing his lips softly against Tom’s. He sucked at Tom’s lip ring and lapped his tongue at the warm metal, pulling back just as Tom opened his lips to him.
Tom’s whine of protest was met with a wink and a broader smile, and Bill knelt down in front of him. Planting a wet kiss in the groove above Tom’s groin, he began to lower his brother’s trunks very slowly, following the rough fabric with soft kisses. He stopped at mid-thigh, and licked his way back to where he started, pulling the trunks from around his brother’s feet.
He tossed the trunks in the corner and turned his face, closed his eyes and felt Tom’s hardened cock bumping his cheek. Bill buried his nose under the thick root of that cock, and breathed deeply of the slightly sweaty skin he found there. He licked at that fragrant spot and Tom whimpered above him, threading his fingers through Bill’s mane, tugging gently at the black strands in his grasp.
Bill licked down Tom’s sack before sucking each ball in turn into his mouth, humming and swirling his tongue over the sensitive skin.
“Jesus, Bill…” Tom pulled a hand out of Bill’s hair to grasp the corner of the shower.
“Hmm?” He gave his brother one last lick before standing up to retrieve the pitcher from the shower floor.
“As much as I loved that, it’s not what you need at the moment.” Bill jerked his head toward the shower. “Get in there.”
“I think I should be the judge of what I need.” Tom’s voice was low, his look lascivious.
“Tom..” Bill pointed to the shower with his free hand.
“Fine.” Tom huffed and stepped into the tiled enclosure. He turned his back to his twin, braced his hands on either wall of the shower and lowered his head.
“This is gonna be cold.” Bill paused with the pitcher poised and tipped right above Tom’s pink shoulders.
“I know.”
“But we have to cool your skin…” The rays from the skylight glinted off the water and crystal.
“I know, Bill! Just do it.” Tom ground out, his teeth gritted together.
Bill tipped the pitcher just the slightest bit more, and a trickle of cool water streamed down Tom’s back. Tom drew his breath in sharply and scratched his nails against the tile. Bill swept his arm from one side to the other, pouring the water down over both of his brother’s shoulders. He watched the water funnel down to the crease of Tom’s ass, and by the time the last drops had fallen from the pitcher, Bill knew how he would make this up to Tom.
His mouth was dry, his dick twitching from what he had planned, he ran two manicured fingers quickly up Tom’s crease.
“Hey!” His brother jumped and spun around, only to be met with Bill holding out a soft, cream-colored bath sheet. Tom’s grateful smile took his breath away, and Bill wrapped his twin the towel, patting it very gently against his burned back.
“Go lie on your belly on the bed, I’ll be out in a minute.” He nudged his brother in the direction of the bedroom. While the beads were still swaying from Tom’s exit, Bill began to search through the cabinets in the bathroom for a First Aid kit.
He opened several doors, getting a little frustrated, before he finally found a white box with a red cross on the top, hiding under extra rolls of toilet paper under the sink. The box hadn’t been opened in a while, and the clasp almost broke his nail, but as soon as Bill was able to get the lip off, he rummaged through the contents impatiently.
There it was, exactly what he was looking for. Bill held up the tube of aloe gel and checked the date. Yep, still good. He grinned, closed the kit and threw it back under the sink.
The sight that met Bill’s eyes as he walked into the bedroom made him stop in his tracks.
Yes, he had told Tom to go lie on their bed and wait for him. He hadn’t considered how damn hot that would look, or how the sight would make his cock jump in anticipation.
Tom lie sprawled out on his towel, his legs spread slightly. His arms, slim and strong, rested under his head. His deep brown eyes watched as Bill approached the bed, matching brown eyes gazing lustfully at pale twin globes in front of him.
Bill climbed in between Tom’s legs, spreading them further. A breeze blew through the open windows of the hut, the fragrance of hibiscus swirling around them as Bill planted a palm on either side of his brother’s waist and nuzzled the nape of his neck.
Tom pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly as Bill kissed him there before opening his lips and suckling a little on the soft skin. His hips slid forward, and Bill hissed into blonde dreads as he dragged his cock slowly up Tom’s crease.
Bill began to kiss and lick his way down the pink skin of Tom’s back, just barely brushing the skin, licking so very carefully, stopping right above that coveted crease. He watched Tom’s fingers grab at the blanket, fisting it hard. He dipped his tongue down just a little further, slipping it down almost to Tom’s entrance.
He sighed a hot breath onto that little bud and sat up between Tom’s legs again. The whine of frustration that left his twin had Bill grinning as he twisted off the cap of the aloe and squirted a large dollop into his palm.
“You…” Tom’s voice was unsteady, and he had to try again. “You are such a fucking tease, Bill.”
Tom’s eyes were squeezed shut, and his brow furrowed when Bill placed both hands on the prone man’s back and smoothed the aloe down toward his ass.
“It’s for your own good, Tomi.”
“Uh-huh.” Tom grunted, but the cool gel seemed to soothe his burn a little, and he didn’t protest further.
Bill’s hands moved further and further down, to the small of the blonde’s back, and then further still. He trailed one long, manicured finger down that cleft. He followed that finger with his tongue, licking and humming his way to Tom’s opening.
Flattening his tongue, he laved the puckered hole as Tom’s thighs flexed and tightened under his palms. His brother’s musky smell surrounded him, and he breathed it deep, soaking in it. Bill pointed his tongue and circled Tom’s twitching bud, finally prying his way in so slightly, wiggling it against the tight ring surrounding it until he felt Tom start to loosen up.
Tom made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a groan, and he thrust his hips up at Bill’s mouth. He grabbed the squirming man’s hips, though, and held him down as he fucked him with a hard tongue.
“Fuck, Bill…” Tom panted his name, and Bill decided he couldn’t wait much longer.
He grabbed the tube of aloe and coated his fingers in it. Slowly, steadily, he thrust two fingers into Tom’s puckered hole, and Tom whined deep in his throat.
“Okay?” Bill was breathless, Tom’s body tightening around his fingers.
“God, yes. Gimme more.” The desperate tone had Bill’s stomach tightening, his cock so hard it hurt. He slid the fingers in and out of his brother a few more times before slipping another finger in.
Tom stopped moving and held his breath as Bill fingered him slowly. When he curled his fingers down and brushed a small raised area deep inside Tom’s body, his twin blew his breath out quickly and thrust up hard onto Bill’s fingers.
That was it. Bill couldn’t wait anymore.
Snatching up the bottle of aloe again, he dropped a small glob onto Tom’s pulsating hole, and slathered his cock with it. He tossed it away and hovered over his twin, positioning his cock over his entrance.
In one long, hard thrust, Bill sank himself into Tom, filling him completely. He paused when he was pushed in as far as he could go, and twin sighs rode the breeze surrounding them.
And then he was moving, and his twin was moving, and thrust met thrust. His hips pulled back and snapped forward, his spine hunched as he trailed his hair over Tom’s still stinging back.
Pleasure and the pain were woven together on Tom’s back, and on the shoulder that Bill grazed his teeth against, and deep inside him as his brother slid into him again and again until he thought he had to come or go insane.
Bill always knew exactly what Tom needed. He snaked an arm under his twin writhing beneath him, and wrapped his hand around Tom’s leaking cock, causing the dreadhead to bite his lip and rise up on his hands, thrusting hard first into Bill‘s hand then onto Bill‘s cock.
Both knew that neither would last long, and they were right. Several quick strokes later, and Tom stiffened under him, let out a hoarse cry and shot come all over the towel and Bill’s fingers.
Tom contracted around Bill’s cock, sucking his own orgasm out of him. Bill pulled quickly out of his brother’s hot hole, and with the hand already covered in Tom’s come, grasped his cock and jerked himself, spraying come across the tender flesh of Tom’s back.
Bill milked the last drops out of his dick, wiping the tip across Tom’s hole, then collapsed next to his twin. He leaned up on his arm and Tom smiled lazily at him as Bill trailed a couple fingers through the come pooled on the small of Tom’s back.
“That almost makes me wanna throw out the sunscreen.”
Bill laughed, painting come up and down Tom’s back.
“Silly Tomi. You know I’m here to help when you feel the burn.”
With a twinkle in his eye, Bill brought dripping fingers to his mouth, licking them languidly before slipping them between his lips and sucking them clean.
He smacked his lips and shot a cheesy grin at his twin before they both dissolved into laughter.
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Date: 2009-05-12 08:31 pm (UTC)Re: *dies*
Date: 2009-05-12 11:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-23 07:59 pm (UTC)MMmm, and i'm such a rimming whore.. totally my kink. I loved the way bill decided to do it.. then teased him... the finally did it.. guh, hot and perfect.
And again, the little extra details just make it so real and believable, the gulls and the rock texture, everything was wonderful!
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Date: 2009-05-23 09:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-23 09:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-27 10:43 am (UTC)I love how caring Bill is with Tom and how he relieved the sun-burn is definately different =)LOL
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Date: 2009-07-28 11:47 pm (UTC)