What John and Edward get up to after the live shows ;)
John and Edward Grimes returned home on the Sunday night feeling pretty low. They had received the second lowest number of public votes that week after their performance of "Ghostbusters". Thankfully in a shock twist, Simon Cowell had saved them by sending the vote to deadlock. However, the twins who were normally quite loud and outspoken, were sad and solemn at the fact that they had been in the bottom two.
As soon as they entered the house, the boys went to get ready for bed, not feeling up to partying with the other contestants. Whilst John stripped off into his boxers and climbed into bed, Edward went into the bathroom to splash his face with water and try to make sense of the night they had just had.
Edward eventually returned to the bedroom which the boys shared, still feeling slightly downcast. Instead of entering his own bed, he climbed into John's. Both twins were feeling rather depressed, and though neither spoke, the mood was obvious. Edward wrapped his arms around his twin, his head resting in the crook of John's neck. Holding him close, he allowed his silent tears to flow only now.
John held his brother protectively, trying to comfort him, whilst also comforting himself. After a few minutes of silence, Edward spoke. "I love you," he said simply to his twin.
John held his brother even more possessively after this statement, wishing that he could take away the pain. "I know," he whispered to the blonde, who was now shaking slightly. "I love you too." He slid a hand up Edward's bare back towards his hair. Once he reached the gelled locks, he ran his fingers through them, mussing it slightly. He then proceeded to tilt his head slightly so that he could kiss his brother on the cheek.
They lay there in silence once more for what felt like hours. They were comfort for each other, and that was what they needed at the moment.
Eventually, Edward stirred. He moved slightly, releasing his grasp on his brother. They looked each other in the face for the first time in over and hour and smiled. "You've got eyeliner all over you," they laughed at the same time. Edward slipped out of bed and moved towards the bedroom door. This caused John to raise an eyebrow. "Where are you going?" He asked in a croaky voice.
Edward simply raised a finger to his lips before turning back to the door and sliding the lock, to ensure they had complete privacy.
He then returned to his brothers bed, a cheeky grin on his face. After sliding back into his brother's arms, he quickly pecked him on the lips. John looked affronted at the small gesture. "Is that all I'm getting tonight?" He asked, his own grin forming.
"Oh no," Edward started. "That's nothing. Once I'm finished for you, singing will be the last thing on your mind." He then proceeded to grasp the back of John's head, pulling his face closer for the assault tongues. The boy's hands explored each others identical bodies. Bodies that they had memorized from a young age.
After withdrawing, rather unwillingly from his brother's lips, John began to place light kisses down Edward's chest. Once he reached Edward's nipples, he took one onto his mouth. He sucked and nibbled gently on Edward's right nipple, while moving his hand downwards to stroke his brother's cock, causing Edward to gasp loudly. After a while, John moved over to the other nipple. He continued to give this one the same treatment as he gave the other, while still teasing his brother's by now rock hard cock.
Once John decided that Edward's top half was fully pleasured, he began to lower his mouth once more, this time to his brother's erection. Once his mouth was directly above the appendage, he pushed his tongue out, licking the cock, but not engulfing it with his mouth. Edward emitted a breathless "please," before John went any further. After his brother's begging however, he took the peinis into his mouth, swallowing it whole.
He started off slowly at first, before he started to bob his head down in a mad rush, driving his brother to the pinnacle of pleasure. Just before his brother came however, he stopped. This caused Edward to let out a groan.
John, who was already rock hard, even after no contact to himself, looked up at Edward and smiled. He traveled back towards Edward's face, kissing him passionately. When Edward could no longer take the strain of his cock's yearn for release, he broke the kiss. "Fuck me," he begged, his eyes full of desperation.
John quickly complied, straddling his brother. He grabbed a jar of lubricant from the bedside table, and covered his fingers in the sticky substance. Once his fingers were slick enough, he slipped one finger inside his brother's ass and moved it inside him. He soon added another, and another until Edward was stretched to completion. John then reached for the jar once more, coating his cock, which was already dripping with pre-come.
"Ready?" He asked his brother breathlessly. Edward simply nodded, and with that, John thrust into him. He jerked infrequently at first, trying to find that "special spot" which made Edward make that noise he liked. When he heard Edward make a husky moan, he knew he'd found that spot. He began to thrust faster and harder, taking Edward's cock into his hand and stroking it angrily.
When he could hold out no longer, John came hard inside his brother, who came quickly afterwards. John eased out of Edward, before collapsing uncerimoniously on top of him. "Edward," he sighed, "I really do love you."
"I love you too, bro." Came the reply.
The two drifted into sleep quickly. The last thing Edward heard before he fell asleep was his brother's voice. "You look pretty hot when you have make up running down your face."