Title: Confronting
Author: Bernarde
Rating: It'll end up NC17 in all likelihood. We all know I can't resist sex scenes.
Summary: "When he said he could heal Dad, we didn't believe him... thought he was pulling our legs. It's going too far now. We didn't want this."
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Jeff has just gone to his room when we both feel it.
"God fucking damn it!" he almost screams. It's been a rough week for both of us and this is probably one of the worst times for him to decide to visit. Things didn't go right during show yesterday and it seems that Jeff's phone has decided to stop working... the phone he just got a week ago, the expensive green one.
"I wonder who the fuckers want this time," he growls and stomps down into the basement. I turn the stove off. I guess I'll eat spaghetti later.
The minute I close the door to the basement, I know he's arrived. The room gets this weird kind of shiver. Not cold necessarily, just odd. Jeff's got his arms crossed over his chest and he's staring defiantly into a corner. I'm rattling down the last bit of stairs and starting to change my pants when I feel a second shiver.
Oh, motherfucking shit. I pull my pants back up.
"Good evening, kiddies." Adam's here.
I feel Jeff's anger practically smash into me and look at the two vampires. Gangrel is seated on the leather couch like he owns it and Adam's just smirking at us with that shit-eating grin on his face.
"How are you doing? It's been awhile..." he says, his voice sliding icily over my skin.
"Fine," I reply tersely. He's right; we haven't seen him for maybe a month now.
"And Jeffrey?"
"Peachy." Adam strides up to my brother and takes his chin in his hand, tilting Jeff's face to look at him. His hand caresses Jeff's cheek and he leans forward as if he's going to kiss him. Jeff tenses minutely, but Adam stops a hair from Jeff's lips.
"Guess what we want this week?" he whispers, "It's your favorite."
Jeff's eyes narrow and so do mine. Actually, I can't even look at Jeff right now. I know what's coming and I really don't fucking like it. We both hate this part.
"You know what we want, boys," Gangrel chimes in.
"Jeff looks like he wants to suck his brother off tonight," Adam murmurs, looking straight into Jeff's eyes the entire time, "Is that right, Jeff?"
"Go fuck yourself," Jeff hisses and Adam shakes his head.
"Now now, you don't want to make us angry. Do you want to make it worse?" he then touches his lips to Jeff's and kisses him harshly, sucking Jeff's lower lip into his mouth and biting it. My brother groans very quietly and stays still, blood trickling from between their mouths.
"Oooh," Adam purrs as he pulls away, "Grel, you must taste him... he's so angry, he tastes like..." he pauses, trying to find the right word as he strokes blue hair away from Jeff's face, "Butterscotch."
"I'll try him later, Adam... I thought you wanted a show?"
"I do. I just thought you might appreciate Jeffrey's taste this evening," he sidles up to his mentor and sticks his tongue out, licking Gangrel's lips before plopping beside him. Gangrel scowls.
"I told you to stop that, boy." I sneak a look at Jeff, but he's turned towards the wall again, his back towards us. I'm really not looking forward to this.
"Matthew," Gangrel's voice breaks me from my thoughts, "On the mattress." He means the one set in the middle of the back wall - the one set up specifically for these depraved evenings.
I wordlessly take a seat, looking silently at the ground.
"Jeffrey, kneel before him." Jeff snarls in response but does so, coming to stand in front of me before mechanically going to his knees. I look away. Both of us are still - we never move until told to at this point, even though it angers them.
"Get his cock out, Jeffrey." I close my eyes as tense hands pull at the zipper of my camos, yanking my dick from my boxers. The rough treatment hurts, but I don't dare say a word - I'm far from getting the short end of the stick here.
"Suck him, make him hard." Adam's voice this time, and I can almost feel the anger crossing Jeff's face, but then I feel his tongue on me and -
No, no, it's Amy. It's Amy sucking my cock. That's her warm mouth, her wet lips. We're sitting on the bed in the grand bedroom, in my new house, my beautiful new brick house. I can hear Godsmack playing in the background, because she doesn't like having sex to silence. Oh Amy... she sucks so expertly, swallowing me down so that I'm enveloped by her throat... her hair is so soft in my fingers, the skin of her neck so warm and -
"Look at him." Adam's voice in my ear pushes me rudely from my own distraction and I see Jeff's rainbow head bobbing in my peripherals. My dick is surrounded by wet heat that I can't ignore and Adam's yanking on my ponytail, making me look down, making me look at Jeff. I do the only thing I can do - I close my eyes.
"His eyes are closed, Adam..." Gangrel says lazily, and Adam pulls hard on my hair again because he knows how sensitive my head is to that shit. The pain blocks out the image for maybe a second.
"Look. At. Him." With no choice, I look. I open my eyes and watch my brother, my own goddamn flesh and blood, going down on me. I steel my nerves but I know my dick's going soft - it always does at this point. I try desperately to keep myself hard, because the alternative isn't any better.
Yep, there it is, the burn in the back of my mind tells me that Adam's in my head using his goddamn tricks.
You like it... look at his soft lips wrapped around your shaft...
Fuck me. Fucking fuck me.
The warmth of his mouth, the perfect shape of those cheekbones with the hollows beneath them as he sucks you.
I'm hard now.
He's going faster now, his tongue swirling around your head and... he's doing that thing on the underside, and we all know how much you love that, Matty.
I'm going to kill everything, but my orgasm is imminent and - and -
That's right, cum down your sweet little brother's throat. Watch him swallow all of it like a good boy.
My mind whites out, but I still hear Adam's voice talking me through all of it. I can't really tell what's going on because - oh God - he's... he's intensifying my climax... son of a goddamn shit bitch cunt...
I scream as I cum a second time, Jeff's lips still around my cock, and then Adam's whisking me away and into his arms. He's caressing me, kissing me, touching my weeping shaft and murmuring to me. He's going to see how many times I can orgasm - he does this occasionally, and feeds off the energy I expend each time.
Thought is gone and it's all feeling - all pure pleasure sparking in every nerve of my body, and I'm screaming... the universe implodes once, then twice, and I know that the world is ending. There's one last gravity-defying bang, and it's over, and...
Out.
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