"Does that sound nice baby brother?"
Treavor's body mewled in delight at the thought, he squeezed the body between his thighs playfully and rolled his hips against the flaccid cock inside him… Of course he wanted Morgan to fuck him again, why wouldn't he?
He was sloppy and loose and warm, perfect for his brother.
Some part of Treavor however, grimaced at the thought… The awning high he was experiencing knocked some sense back into his skull, not that it helped his situation any, it wasn't as if he actually had a say in what Morgan was planning, if Morgan wanted to fuck him again, Morgan would…
Not that Treavor's body seemed to care all that much, oh no, his body desperately wanted everything Morgan was promising...
Treavor gingerly turned his head to nibble at Morgan's lower lip as he softly clenched around the prick inside him, drawing a sharp gasp from his older brother before Morgan abruptly slipped free from the confines of Treavor's warmth and pulled away.
The young brother sobbed as he lay there on the loveseat, the act of Morgan retreating from where he sat, buried deep within Treavor, wasn't painful, not in the slightest.
But the following hollowness created by the absence of a warm cock, ached miserably.
"On your knees." Morgan ordered breathlessly as he gently patted Treavor's thigh.
Treavor groaned in dismay as he made some move to slip off the couch and onto the floor where he assumed he'd be working between Morgan's knees.
"No-no-no." Morgan chided as he grabbed the back of Treavor's neck before he could roll off the couch, forcing his face down into the cushions below while another hand maneuvered his hips up, up, up.
Once Treavor caught onto what Morgan wanted, he allowed himself to be maneuvered into position.
Treavor found himself with his hips held high and head bowed low, Morgan hummed to himself from somewhere behind Treavor as hands gently fondled his thighs, squeezing tenderly as the younger twin slowly nudged Treavor's knees apart.
Treavor buried his face in the cushions as heat raced to his cheeks, his thighs quivered slightly, he could feel Morgan's gaze rolling over his exposed entrance, taking in just how loose and sloppy he had become.
And then a mouth descended on Treavor's ass.
Morgan pressed his teeth into the flesh of Treavor's ass cheeks, leaving a smattering of very lovely teeth indents he would admire later as he gently fondled himself back to hardness.
Treavor whimpered delicately into his arms as he waited for his brother as patiently as he could, Morgan was a ruthless tease, a blessing and a curse.
There was little Treavor could do or say to encourage his brother… So Treavor lay his head down in his arms and did his best to stifle his little whimpers and whines.
His tummy gurgled quietly as Morgan's seed gently sloshed around inside him, slipping deeper, aided by the elevation of Treavor's hips, as Treavor's guts demanded to be filled again.
Treavor heard Morgan spit into his palm behind him, he sighed heavily, pressing his cheek against the cushion as he slowly spread his knees just a tiny bit further.
Morgan chuckled.
"Needy little brother?" He asked softly, Treavor merely groaned in reply, swaying his hips encouragingly until Morgan set a hand on his thigh.
"Not quite yet Treavor…" Morgan murmured as he gingerly spread Treavor's cheeks apart using a single hand, his words were warm against Treavor's skin…
Treavor shuddered.
"I'm going to have fun taking you apart…" Morgan mumbled softly.
"I'm going to fuck you on my tongue again baby brother…" The younger twin stated calmly.
"You're going to beg for my cock… Alright?"
Treavor shuddered, his breath hitching as his brother's words registered just before Morgan slipped his tongue inside him.
Treavor gasped, mouth agape as he stole deep lungfuls of air. Morgan flicked and lapped his tongue about inside Treavor's loosened entrance, there was no resistance this time, after being so spread open on a cock, Treavor wouldn't have been able to stall Morgan, not that he would have wanted to at that point…
"O-oh fuck…" Treavor stuttered out, followed by a sweet little whimper as Morgan swirled his tongue about.
Treavor knew what was expected of him, Morgan wanted him to beg, and beg he would… Eventually.
"Morgan… Morgan…" Treavor breathed softly, whispering his brother's name like a holy mantra as he pressed his hips back against his brother's lips.
"S-so… So good- fuck…" Treavor tried to clench around his brother's tongue, but his muscles refused to cooperate.
He could only kneel there and bask in bliss and he was defiled by his brother's tongue. And, happily, Treavor would have stayed on his knees for Morgan for as long as Morgan would allow him.
Which, knowing Morgan, wouldn't be forever, but more than enough time for him to have Treavor sobbing.
But then and there, Treavor was more than happy to let Morgan do what he wanted.
"God- Morgan…" The youngest brother whispered softly as his fists closed tightly, Morgan was flicking his tongue in and out of Treavor, imitating all the times one of the twins had fucked Treavor open on their fingers.
And much like fingers, a tongue was rarely enough to have Treavor bordering that blissful oblivion, no, a tongue was just enough to have Treavor desperate for more…
"O-oh… Morgan… Morgan?" Treavor mumbled incoherently as he tried, and failed, to look over his shoulder.
"M-Morgan th-that's enough…" He warbled softly despite his hips still pressing back against his brother's face.
"Pl-please… Please Morgan." Treavor stuttered.
"I-I want more… I want more Morgan…"
The younger twin merely hummed, switching from quickly flicking his tongue about to stroking along Treavor's walls, drawing a high gasp to his little brother's lips.
Treavor sucked in a strained breath through clenched teeth as his thighs began to quiver. Morgan carried on with his business as if he hadn't even heard his baby brother.
"Oh, come on- Please Morgan!" Treavor whined helplessly, "I-I want more, Morgan! Please, please I want you!"
A firm hand fell against Treavor's thigh and he yelped.
"What do you want?" Morgan rumbled softly before running his tongue over Treavor's entrance.
"Y-you!" The youngest brother squealed.
"And what do I want?" Morgan asked slowly.
Treavor paused, his head was fuzzy with warmth and want so it took him too long to articulate an answer.
Morgan huffed lightly behind him before delving back into Treavor with his tongue.
"O-oh fuck, fuck!" Treavor gasped heatedly as his fingers dug into the fabric of the loveseat.
His breath began to stutter as the fire in his belly churned, Morgan's tongue wasn't enough, would never be enough, no matter how incredible the sensation was, it would be enough to satisfy Treavor…
"Oh… Please." Treavor choked out, "Please… Please, Morgan, Please…"
Both of Morgan's hands came to settle at Treavor's hips, preventing him from pressing back against Morgan as he had been and Treavor sobbed at the loss.
"What do I want baby brother?" Morgan asked softly some few minutes later.
Treavor shuddered and moaned wordlessly, his head had been resorted to mush from his torture.
"What do I want?"
What did that even mean?
What did Morgan want?
Treavor mewled softly as Morgan's tongue returned to him, not enough but still wonderful… But not enough…
"P-please… Morgan?" Treavor slurred softly, "I… I want more- I need more…" Treavor slowly forced himself to raise his head off the loveseat to rest against his arms.
He hoped begging was enough…
"P-please just… C-can I- oh, oh Morgan!" His pleading became a strangled cry.
"Oh- Fuck!" He babbled as Morgan slipped a finger alongside his tongue, pressing deep into Treavor to tease his prostate.
The heat in Treavor's gut made him feel weightless and the gentle pressure Morgan was applying to his prostate had Treavor seeing stars.
Language was beyond Treavor at that point.
All he could do was babble and sob, cry for his brother as his thighs shook and his legs quivered. Treavor's cock hung heavy and stiff between his legs, drooling and twitching with every swipe of Morgan's tongue and every press of his finger.
It didn't take much for Treavor to spill himself all over the loveseat however. Treavor squealed as Morgan slipped in a second finger, he was loose enough to hardly register the second digit, but he certainly felt it against his prostate.
Semen splattered across the loveseat as Treavor sobbed and rocked his hips back against Morgan's tongue and fingers.
His head became an unfocused mess, his eyes rolled, tongue lolled… Treavor was wading through euphoria… Perfect, sublime, bliss…
And then he choked on his breath as he registered the fact that… Morgan had yet to stop teasing him...
The deep set ache of overstimulation crept up Treavor's spine and he whimpered into his arms.
"M-Morgan… Morgan s-stop it, please it- oh-oh!"
Morgan's tongue retreated only to be replaced by a third finger which slipped inside Treavor without any issue. The younger twin curled his fingers inside his baby brother, and Treavor screamed.
"I feel like you forgot what I wanted…" Morgan mused as he looked over the twitching, writhing body beneath him.
"Here I am, pampering you so fucking nicely, and you go and forget the one thing I asked you to do."
Treavor knew Morgan wasn't actually disappointed in him, no, he enjoyed watching Treavor squirm too much to ever be disappointed in such an outcome...
"Should I just keep fucking you on my fingers Treavor?" Morgan asked playfully as he twisted his wrist, drawing a very loud moan from his baby brother.
"Just keep you like this?"
Treavor shook his head and whimpered, Morgan's tongue hadn't been enough, his fingers were… But Treavor wanted more…
"M-Morgan…" Treavor strained weakly, his voice stuttered and quiet.
"I-I… oh… I need you."
"You have me baby brother." The younger twin cooed slyly, Treavor shook his head and whimpered.
"N-need you in-inside me."
"I. Am. In-side. You." Morgan replied, enunciating each word with a sharp thrust of his fingers.
Treavor gripped the loveseat cushions like his life depended on it. He struggled to catch his breath, hardly managing to stutter out a choppy, "Y-You know what I m-mean!" As he sunk down into the cushions.
"Maybe…" Morgan admitted softly, his fingers stilling inside Treavor, pressed snug against his prostate, but not moving…
"But maybe I want you to say it?"
Oh…
Oh…
Treavor groaned into his arms, irritation and arousal burning in his veins.
"P-please Morgan…?" Treavor mumbled softly, "Please… Fuck me?"
"So close…" Morgan sighed with a sort of playful dejection, "You can do better than that, can't you Treavor?" The younger twin asked.
Heat crept up Treavor's shoulders to his cheeks.
He wanted to hate this…
"Pl… Please Morgan? Pre-pretty please? I-I've been good, h-haven't I?" Treavor simmered softly as he rolled his hips back against the stationary fingers still tucked away inside him.
Treavor mewled sweetly as Morgan allowed him to grind against him.
"I-I've been good… I've bee-been good Morgan. So good, good f-for you." Treavor babbled helplessly.
"W-want you again… P-please Morgan?"
The younger twin shifted on the loveseat, the fingers inside Treavor slipped free and he whined, he wanted more, but the sudden emptiness was painful…
Morgan returned a hand to Treavor's hip, soothing his thumb over the arch of his baby brother's pelvic bone while his other hand guided the head of his erection to Treavor's entrance.
Morgan paused as his cock pressed just against the slippy ring of muscles guarding his brother's heat…
"You have been a good boy." Morgan said softly as he rubbed his prick over Treavor's entrance, smearing spit and semen about before he pressed inside with little fanfare save for a delicious little moan from his baby brother and a low groan from himself…
Treavor was slick and warm and wonderful…
Morgan would have loved to simply ravish his baby brother, feel Treavor's walls flutter and clench around him, hear his name fall from his little brother's lips...
But Morgan wanted to enjoy his baby brother…
Really enjoy him…
So Morgan stayed where he was, he curled over Treavor's back, crowding close to lean down and tease the base of Treavor's neck where his shirt collar didn't reach.
That proved woefully ineffective however.
Morgan muttered something to himself before he removed himself from his little brother's back. His hands tangled with the base of Treavor's shirt, yanking the fabric, up, up, up over Treavor's shoulders and head, exposing his little brother's back and shoulders and flesh.
Pristine, unblemished, flesh...
Treavor mewled softly from where he knelt as his brother's mouth descended upon his shoulders. Morgan's lips and tongue and teeth were wonderful against his back, so lovely and sweet.
Treavor could feel the bruises his brother was pressing into his skin… Little claiming marks and Morgan so loved to see scattered about his skin.
Morgan was curled over his back, his hands set on either side of Treavor's shoulders, his stomach pressing against the curve of Treavor's ass. Oh, and Morgan's cock… Thick and heavy, warm and so wonderfully deep inside him… Chasing away the ache of emptiness just by being there…
But Treavor wanted more- needed more.
Morgan bit him hard enough to have tears welling in Treavor's eyes when the younger brother grew impatient enough to try and roll his hips back against the prick inside him.
"Not yet. Not yet." Morgan scolded softly as he soothed the bite with his tongue.
"Just enjoy this Treavor… Just enjoy this."
Treavor heaved a sob beneath his brother, desperate for more, but unwilling to disobey. So he remained still, save for the trembling of his shoulders and thighs...
"There's a good boy…" Morgan mumbled softly against Treavor's shoulders as his hands slowly crept up, up, up to Treavor's arms until Morgan tangled their fingers together sweetly.
Treavor did his best to steady his breathing and slow his fluttering heart, every inch of him was taught with anticipation, waiting for his big brother to move.
But he wanted to be good. He wanted to be good for Morgan.
The fact that they were in the library no longer immediately registered with Treavor anymore. The itching anxiety which plagued Treavor's chest, the fear of being discovered in such a precarious position, seemed to have evaporated.
As far as Treavor was concerned, the only people in the whole goddamn world were he and Morgan.
"M-Morgan?" Treavor whispered softly from the cradle of arms his head had been resting within, his voice was a quiet slur, sultry and sweet.
"Hmm?" The younger twin hummed in reply, his lips trailing along the very back of Treavor's neck, soothing over some lovely little bites Morgan had pressed onto his vertebrae.
"C-can you… Move?" Treavor asked smally, resisting the urge to roll or press his hips back against the body behind him, though with the simple thought of Morgan rocking against him… Treavor could feel his insides flutter, massaging the prick nestled within him.
Morgan chuckled, his breath warm against the back of Treavor's ear.
"You want me to fuck you again baby brother?" He mused warmly, his tone teasing but just as needy as Treavor's.
"Yes…" Treavor keened softly.
"You want me to have you crying on this cock?" He rumbled with a gentle roll of his hips, not yet thrusting, merely grinding.
"Ye-Yes!" Treavor stuttered.
"You want to be a good baby brother for me Treavor?" Morgan purred.
"Fuck- Morgan!" Treavor mewled as Morgan pulled out, hardly a fraction of an inch, but more than enough, but never enough.
"You want to be a good baby brother?" Morgan repeated.
"Yes- Yes I do!" Treavor babbled as his thighs shook.
"You gonna let me fuck nice and deep?" The younger twin suggested slowly, allowing his words to hover for a brief pause.
"Yesyesyes- Morgan- Please."
"Gonna let me finish inside you again?" Morgan sighed softly, it was phrased as a question, but the two brothers already knew the answer.
"Pleaseplease-Morgan!"
"Fuck, you're needy..."
The weight and warmth of Morgan disappeared from Treavor's back as Morgan pulled his fingers free from the spaces between Treavor's to return his hands to Treavor's hip.
The disappointment of that particular loss, the warmth and weight of his brother curled around him, was short missed as fingers dug into the meat of Treavor's waist, holding him in place as the cock inside him began to slowly slip free.
Treavor mewled softly as the prick stroked along his walls, brushing against his prostate as it moved. Treavor's insides hugged his brother's length as if desperate to keep Morgan inside.
Some strangled noise of disappointment was about to crawl through Treavor's teeth as Morgan slipped free to tease the rim of Treavor's entrance again.
That whine of impatience and desire was quickly replaced by a high shriek as Morgan suddenly lined himself up and brutally snapped his hips forward, burying himself inside Treavor.
The fragile breath Treavor had tucked away in his lungs was knocked out of him with the ferocity of his brother's hips.
Treavor's hands gripped the fabric of the loveseat desperately as Morgan began to rutt into him like a wolfhound in heat, Treavor had little to no leverage on his knees so all he could do was take his brother's cock like a bitch and enjoy every second of it.
It didn't take long for Treavor to begin quivering and shaking beneath Morgan, relishing in bliss his brother provided, feeling as his body spread wide to accommodate his brother.
The leftover embers from his previous orgasm caught fire once more and raced through his veins as a heavy warmth began to pool in his gut.
"M-Morgan- Morgan!" Treavor stuttered as he tried to rise up onto his elbows, Morgan huffed above him as he leaned down to kiss along his shoulder blade.
"You close?" The younger twin panted eagerly against Treavor's spine, Treavor lost his ability to speak so he mewled sweetly and nodded.
"Think you can finish just on my cock?" Morgan asked as he released Treavor's hips again, setting his hands down on the cushions below, putting a pause on their near violent pace until Treavor figured out he was allowed to press and roll back against his brother's cock.
The younger brother sobbed and squealed as he rocked his hips back against his brother's stationary cock.
This was what he wanted- what he needed.
The sound of their coupling was slick and desperate, Treavor's entrance was sloppy and loose, accepting each and every press of Morgan's cock without hesitation and begging for more.
Oh, and Treavor was hot, perfectly warm and tight around Morgan's prick, wet and needy. Every self imposed thrust of cock had the younger brother absolutely quaking.
Morgan leaned back, effectively kneeling behind his back brother to watch Treavor writhe and squirm beneath him. He set one hand at Treavor's thigh, not guiding or controlling the rhythm of his baby brother's hips, merely resting, sometimes squeezing.
The other hand he brought to the front of his shirt to undo the first few buttons, it was getting rather warm.
"Keep going Treavor." Morgan encouraged impishly, the hand he had on Treavor's thigh stroked along his skin while he watched his cock disappear inside his little brother over and over.
Treavor rocked and rolled his hips better than any as a cat whore Morgan had rented for an eve. Cat whores were annoying, but they had their uses, it wouldn't do the twins well to be seen avoiding such common pastimes for those of their status.
Cat whores were fiendish creatures however, they would say all the right things and pull their smiles so perfectly that you could be forgiven for mistaking their fake sighs and cries for genuine passion…
But not Treavor.
Never Treavor.
Treavor was real, Treavor was genuine.
Every gasp or cry or scream or sob which would tumble from Treavor's lips was true and honest.
Every murmured plea or whisper of a name was sincere and sweet.
Treavor didn't cry for his brothers or bounce on their cocks for some measly paycheck, he did it because Morgan and Custis convinced him he wanted to.
It was another little thing Morgan loved about his baby brother…
How Treavor would indulge in their trysts with a little persuasion, how willing and complacent he would become beneath them.
"Aren't you a pretty little thing?" Morgan cooed softly, watching as his baby brother rocked his hips back against him, greedily fucking himself on Morgan's prick as he sobbed so, so beautifully…
Treavor's shoulders and throat were scarlet with heat and Morgan could envision just how rosy his little brother's cheeks were. The nape of Treavor's neck glistened with sweat, the hair tickling the back of his neck was weighted and slick while the dry mop of fluff atop his head swayed in time with his hips.
"Fucking your self so nicely on my cock…" Morgan purred as his other hand also fell to Treavor's thigh, still not actively guiding his baby brother along his prick, but encouraging him nonetheless.
"You gonna come soon Treavor?" Morgan asked softly through a clenched jaw, Treavor's insides were blissfully hot and absolutely soaking, twitching and fluttering around Morgan's cock, tightening suddenly and randomly.
"Gonna come on my cock again?" Morgan panted hotly, Treavor nodded feverishly, nibbling his lower lip to smother a more sultry cry as his prick twitched and swayed, heavy where it hung between his thighs.
"You look so pretty right now..." Morgan breathed softly as his hands teasingly squeezed Treavor's ass, "So pretty around my cock. Taking me so well… Do I feel nice inside you Treavor?"
"Yes…" Treavor whimpered through a stuttered gasp before his breath hitched and he called out a keened, "Yes Morgan-Fuck, yes!"
"C'mon Treavor…" Morgan murmured from above in a low, sultry growl as his hands tightened on Treavor's hips, stilling his baby brother's frantic grinding just as he was about to slam himself back onto Morgan.
"Tell me how much you love my cock."
Treavor mewled blithely.
"Morgan- Morgan!" He babbled feverishly as he desperately tried to rock back against the cock just resting at his entrance, "Please- Please Morgan!"
A palm fell against his thigh.
"Ah- ah- ah." Morgan chided, "Tell me how much you love my cock Treavor." The younger twin repeated.
"O-oh Fuck!" Treavor wailed as his prick drooled another few beads of seed down onto the cushions below.
"I-I, fuck- Morgan!" Treavor sobbed in a desperate sort of panic, he was burning, burning from the inside out, it hurt, it hurt more than anything the twins had ever done to him.
The aching emptiness left by his brother's prick became a heavy agony and without thought, Treavor gasped out exactly what Morgan had wanted to hear.
"I love your cock!" The youngest brother wept urgently as he tried to rock against the head of his brother's cock, wanting nothing more than to return the length to its rightful place inside him.
"Fuck-fuck, Morgan please!" Treavor gasped suddenly and pleadingly as he willed himself to press harder against his brother's hands.
"Do you now?" Morgan chuckled slyly.
"I do! I do!" Treavor blathered desperately as he finally managed to bring himself to his elbows, "I love your cock Morgan!" Treavor repeated, "I do… Please Morgan, please?"
Treavor looked over his shoulder to see Morgan watching him like a hawk… Intense and focused…
Treavor pressed his hips back against his brother's hands, "P-Please Morgan… Pretty please?"
Morgan's brother's eyes flickered to his, the cool grey of his iris nearly devoured by the black of his pupil.
The hands holding Treavor's hips shifted and then Treavor found himself once again filled to the brim with cock.
"Oh- Fuck-fuck! Morgan!" Treavor screamed.
"Do I feel nice inside you?" Morgan murmured softly just against the back of Treavor's ear, guiding Treavor's pace with his hands for a few slow thrusts before he patted his baby brother's thighs and allowed Treavor to take control again.
"Yeh-yes!" Treavor choked as he desperately tried to catch the fire burning away inside him, he angled his hips just perfectly, allowing his brother's cock to stroke along his prostate with every roll of his hips.
"I'm so deep… So deep inside you Treavor." Morgan panted warmly, feeling as his baby brother twitched and shuddered beneath him.
"You're taking me so deep Treavor… Just you, only you, I'm not doing anything Treavor, this is all you."
Treavor dropped his head back down to the cushions to stifle a scream.
"You like having my cock so deep inside you?" Morgan pressed quietly as Treavor's thighs began to quake beneath his hands. Treavor made some affirming babble as his eyes began to roll.
"You're such a good boy Treavor." Morgan praised, "Such a good boy… Taking me so well, so deep. You can come on my cock if you want baby brother."
Morgan leaned over Treavor again, nibbling at his ear as he spoke.
"Come on my cock Treavor." He ordered gently with a kiss, "Come all over your big brother's prick, and don't forget to thank me."
Treavor gasped and mewled and shrieked as Morgan took hold of his hips again, tightly. They moved together, with Morgan bucking his hips frantically into Treavor and Treavor rolling back against the cock pressing into him.
"T-thank you!" Treavor sobbed deliriously as his prick began to drool freely, "Thank you Morgan! Thank you- thank you- Fuck!"
Semen stained the cushions below Treavor as he squealed, Morgan merely grunted above him, not slowing his pace in the slightest despite Treavor's sobbing.
Morgan ripped out Treavor's knees from beneath him, causing the younger brother to fall onto his stomach, laying flat on the loveseat with his older brother splayed out over his back, still fucking into him just as frantically.
"Oh, you're perfect- you're perfect Treavor- Fuck!" Morgan breathed against Treavor's ear.
"So fucking wet, and hot." Treavor mewled sweetly, "Perfect for my cock, my seed."
Morgan buried his nose at the base of Treavor's neck and inhaled greedily.
"Gonna take my seed so well. You already take my cock like-like you were born to!" Treavor cried a wordless sound of delight as Morgan mouthed at his neck.
"Gonna fucking spill inside you baby brother." Morgan breathe, "Gonna fuck every drop of my seed all the way into your tummy."
"Oh-Fuck, please!"
"You'd like that baby brother?" Morgan panted.
"Want me to fill you to the brim? Fill your tummy right up?"
Treavor could only nod and sob.
"You want that Treavor?"
"Yesyesyes- Fuck! I want that- Morgan!"
Morgan laughed.
"Y-You'll have it Treavor." He swore.
"Pleasepleasepleaseplease!"
"Take it… Take it." Morgan grunted as his rutting began to stutter with its ferocity.
"Here it comes baby brother." Morgan hissed as his teeth closed down on Treavor's shoulder.
A silent scream fell from Treavor's lips as teeth sunk into his shoulder and heat swelled in his gut.
Morgan's breath fell from his lips in heavy pants against his brother's shoulder while Treavor gasped beneath him, straining under the weight of his brother and the prick which seemed to press right against his lungs.
Treavor whimpered softly as Morgan slid his teeth from the large bloody bite he had pressed into his shoulder.
"G-Good boy…" Morgan sighed softly as he began to gently lap at the steadily bleeding wound with his tongue, soothing the bite as best he could before he began pressing kisses along Treavor's injured shoulder.
"Such a good boy… So good for me… So fucking good…" Morgan praised softly.
Treavor mouthed his brother's name silently as he lay his head down, pressing his cheek to the cushions below as his eyes fluttered closed.
"Don't fall asleep on me Treavor…" Morgan chided softly, "Don't… Don't fall asleep."
"'M not…" The younger brother mumbled quietly from beneath his older brother. "Just… Enjoying this…" Treavor sighed sweetly as he relaxed against the cushions beneath him.
Treavor was content… Warm, full of warmth and surrounded by warmth. Morgan was warm behind and above him, pressing Treavor down into the loveseat…
Morgan's cock was warm inside him, and his seed was a delightful heat settling in his gut…
Treavor was content… But he knew Morgan wouldn't be for a while longer.
That was fine, Treavor supposed… More than fine.