"How was your first day of school, boys?" Masaki Kurosaki asked as she looked at her twin sons as the family ate dinner.
Ichigo and Shiro glanced at each other before smiling at there mother and replying in unison, "It was awesome!"
Masaki laughed at their actions while their father, Isshin, blinked. He always got a little freaked out when they did things like talking in unison or finishing each others' sentences. One would think he'd be used to it by now, but he didn't think he'd ever be used to it.
"So my talk with your principle worked then?" Their mother asked, lifting a bit of rice to her mouth.
Both boys nodded, "Yeah mom, it..." Ichigo started, letting Shiro finish with, "Worked perfectly, thanks."
Isshin rolled his eyes when the boys did that and shook his head, making the twins bust out laughing. The only reason they did that was to bother him and he knew it.
"We also have a few classes with old friends and have lunch with everyone." Ichigo stated before glancing at Shiro.
"Matsumoto almost smothered us again this morning...I swear...she enjoys making it difficult for boys to breath." The younger twin stated, shaking his head a bit as he leaned back a bit, purposly kicking at his twin's foot gently.
Ichigo resisted the urge to jerk in surprise before kicking his brother back, "A few of our teachers thought it was odd for us to be in the same classes, but we just had em call the principle and he explained to them whatever you told him." He told their mother flashing a small smile.
She nodded in understanding to his words, "Well I'm glad you didn't have any problems with the teachers. Why don't you boys head up to bed? I'll do the dishes tonight." She offered with a small smile, "I'm sure you're both tired after your first day."
The boys smiled and stood, both moving to hug the woman kissing her cheeks, Ichigo on the left while Shiro took the right, "Thanks mom." They said in unison again before pulling away to head up to their room.
Once they were gone, Icchin looked at Masaki with a small frown. They both knew something was odd about their boys, but niether of them questioned it, figuring they would just grow out of it in time.
How wrong they were.
"I'm tellin ya, Shiro...I think someone saw us today..." Ichigo murmured as he lay beneath his twin, hugging him around the neck.
The two were on Shiro's bed with nothing but the sheets covering them. They would do this often, knowing their parents wouldn't bother them after nightfall, so long as they were as quiet as possible.
"Dun be so paranoid, Ichi." Shiro murmured, leaning down to nibble on Ichigo's neck, "I made sure no one could see us." He whispered against the bronze skin of his twin's collar, "Just relax and lemme make ya forget all about what probably didn't happen..."
A shudder ran through the smaller twin's frame as Shiro nipped lightly at a rather sensitive spot on his neck, "Alright...just dun leave any visible marks please..." He breathed as he relaxed and let his twin work.
"O' course..." Shiro snickered as he let one hand drift along Ichigo's side before dipping between his thighs to tease at his entrance with already lotion slicked digits.
Ichigo bit back a soft groan as he let his legs fall open, giving his brother more room to work. The younger twin chuckled a bit at the display and slowly started to push his middle finger past the tight ring of muscle, pressing his lips to Ichigo's to drink down any sounds that managed to escape. When he felt the older boy shift a bit, he mentally smirked and pushed his finger as deep as possible before pulling it back out and repeating his actions. The small sounds his twin was uttering were shooting straight towards his groin, making him harder then he thought possible as he continued to prepare the older boy for what was to come.
Ichigo whimpered slightly and pushed down on his brother's hand, silently begging for more, a shudder racing through him as his silent plea was answered with another slick digit pressing inside him and stretching him more. His hips moved in time with his brother's thrusting fingers as Shiro pulled away from the kiss for a few moments to gulp down some much needed air before sealing their lips together again.
Once their lips were sealed again, Shiro started scissoring his fingers a bit in order to stretch the older boy more, still drinking down any sound that escaped his twin. When he felt he had gone far enough with just two fingers, he added a third and shifted the angle he was thrusting at in order to find the spot he knew all to well that would send sparks up his brother's spine. He knew when he hit the spot he was aiming for when Ichigo's body arched slightly and his inner walls clamped down on Shiro's thrusting fingers. At that point, the younger of the two thrusted his fingers into his brother's velvety entrance before pulling them away, breaking the kiss at the same time in order to move and grab the bottle of lotion so he could slather some on his length. When he had gotten himself prepared, he looked down at his brother and pressed a chaste kiss to his kiss swollen lips, smiling softly at the flush that covered his cheeks, making the few small freckles on the bridge of his nose show more then normal.
"Love you, Ichi." Shiro whispered softly before claiming those lips fully as he shifted to start pushing into the tight, wet heat of his twin. He swallowed down the groan that escaped his twin, continuing to push in until he was fully seated within his brother, pulling away from the kiss in order to look down into his twin's lust filled chocolate orbs.
"M-move...Shiro...p-please..." The smaller of the two begged, shifting his hips slightly to try and get some of the delicious friction that he knew was to come from the familiar dance.
Shiro couldn't help but smirk slightly before pulling almost completely free of his brother's tight heat, smashing their lips back together before snapping his hips forward to delve into the warmth again, swallowing the sharp sound his brother uttered as a shudder ran through his own spine. He repeated his actions, pulling out before shoving back in, loving the feeling of his brother's dull nails digging into the pale flesh of his back. He knew that his seemingly sweet, innocent brother loved being claimed hard and fast like this and wasn't about to deny him of it.
Ichigo kept moaning and gasping into his brother's mouth, moving his hips to match his brother's as much as possible while his own neglected erection bobbed between them. When Shiro shifted his angle slightly, it took all Ichigo had to not scream in pleasure as the younger of the two ruthlessly pounded into his prostate, sending sparks up his spine and filling his vision with stars. He pulled back from the kiss and tilted his head back, his breaths coming in short gasps as his eyes clenched shut tight, soft whimpers escaping him. He knew he had to keep quiet, but with the way he was being pounded into the mattress, it was growing increasingly harder to keep himself quiet.
When Ichigo broke the kiss, Shiro locked his lips around the older boy's shoulder, sucking on the sweaty, flushed skin there, breaking blood vessels and nipping lightly, ensuring there would be a mark left over. He smirked to himself when he felt Ichigo burry his head into his neck, muttering incoherently against his flesh as the muscles surrounding his cock started to shudder and clench, signaling the older boy's impending orgasm. He moved one hand to grasp at the sweat dampened orange locks in order to pull his twin into a bruising kiss as he started to thrust harder into that one spot within the older boy, feeling his own release building within his belly.
Ichigo allowed himself to be pulled into the kiss, his muscles tensing as his back bowed and his length throbbed a few times before erupting, causing his vision to go blank and his insides to clamp down around his brother's thrusting length within him.
Shiro let out a low, possessive growl at feeling that and thrust a few more times before pushing as deep as possible into the smaller boy, shooting his load deep into his twin while groaning into the kiss he still held his twin in. His hips jerked a few times as he emptied his release before stilling.
Once he stilled, Shiro pulled away from the kiss and hovered over his brother for a few moments before pulling himself free and rolling to the side to slump down beside his twin, tugging him into a hug and kissing his sweaty forehead, "Mine..." He murmured against the still flushed skin, smirking when he heard a small purring hum as response and felt the smaller boy curl closer.
"Yours..." Ichigo murmured sleepily as he closed his eyes and rested his head under his twin's chin, sighing softly before relaxing and falling into a content, dreamless sleep.
Shiro let a goofy smile cross over his face at hearing his brother's faint reply and glanced at his sleeping form before shifting a bit to tug up the blankets that had been kicked to the foot of the bed during their love-making and cover them both. He pressed a kiss to his twin's head before nuzzling the soft locks of orange and following his brother into the realm of sleep.