Morgan approached the desk quickly after hearing the scandalous noises Treavor was making, he set his hands on the desk, leaning over to see the wayward brother he had been so hungrily searching for, on his knees, between his twin's thighs, merely sucking cock.
Treavor shuddered as he met Morgan's eyes for the briefest of moments… There was a seething rage in his brother's gaze, irritation and frustration accompanying the heated wrath, but all was overshadowed by an overwhelming, burning, want.
"Where was he?" Morgan asked, a pout evident in his voice as he reached over to tangle his fingers in Treavor's hair alongside Custis', until however, Custis released his hair, leaving only Morgan to guide his head.
"Under the desk." Custis replied through a clenched jaw as Treavor was made to bob along the prick faster. Treavor groaned around Custis as Morgan buried his face into Custis' waist. He swallowed desperately and whimpered.
"Damn it all…" The younger twin muttered coolly. "I don't suppose you'd let me have him first?" Treavor nearly choked as he was made to move again, his head bobbing feverishly.
He squealed around the cock as the tears returned to his eyes, cascading down his cheeks. He snatched desperate breaths whenever he could, gasping, panting, heavily as Morgan drew him off the prick, until the head rested just at his lower lip before his head was forced back to settle at Custis' crotch, the cock pressed snug into his throat.
Custis hummed thoughtfully as he watched his twin manhandle their baby brother along his prick. It was truly a sight to see, lips and chin slicked with drool, cheeks rosy, eyes wide and dark, rolling feverishly.
"I think I'd like to take a break from all this paperwork." Custis concluded hotly as he rested his elbow against the top of his desk, reaching out to curl a hand around the back of his twin's neck.
"Once I'm done, I'll let you have him until I've finished the work, fair?"
Morgan looked down to Treavor who was still pressed snug to his twin's crotch before he turned back to Custis with a pout, he nodded regardless.
Custis cooed something sweet before he dragged Morgan close for a kiss, "Oh, don't be upset brother." He chided, "I thought you liked watching?"
"I do." Morgan replied playfully, nipping at his twin's lower lip with his words as he began to bob Treavor's head again, quickly this time, drawing a sacrilegious hiss from Custis' teeth. "But I was looking forward to spending some personal time with our baby brother…"
Custis leaned his head back against the top of the chair, "Oh you'll have your quality time with Treavor Morgan don't you worry…" The elder twin groaned as he shooed Morgan's hand away from Treavor's head.
He leaned forward again and patted Treavor's cheek with his palm as he pulled their baby brother not quite off his prick.
"Look at Morgan. Open your mouth."
Treavor whimpered, he could hardly turn his head with the hold Custis had on his hair, he complied regardless, shuddering as he met the younger twin's intense gaze.
Custis huffed as he began to stroke himself, the head of his cock rested at Treavor's lower lip… Treavor knew what was next, he wasn't ready for what was next but he knew…
That didn't make it any better.
He glanced briefly to the prick still at his mouth and the hand in his hair tightened.
"Keep looking at Morgan."
The younger twin watched him, his eyes never wavering, hardly blinking. Treavor felt like a mouse caught under the eyes of a hawk. Meanwhile Treavor had tears caught on his lashes, spittle dribbled from his lips down his chin and throat.
Custis swore softly as his cock began to twitch, hot, thick, white seed smeared atop Treavor's tongue, pooling around his cheeks and sliding back down towards his throat.
"Don't swallow." Custis ordered as he continued to run his hand along the length of his prick, ensuring every little drop of his spend was pressed into their baby brother's mouth.
"Wonderful." Custis breathed as he tapped his cock against Treavor's lip before turning Treavor to fully face Morgan, the thick strands of drool connecting his prick to his baby brother's mouth fell messily to Treavor's chest.
"Show Morgan how good you can be."
A shudder ran through Treavor's spine as he gathered some of the pearly seed across his tongue, the tears never stopped, but with the way Morgan grinned at the display, Treavor doubted his brother cared.
"Keep your mouth open as you swallow." Custis sighed as his hold on Treavor's hair loosened ever so slightly.
He did… Keeping his eyes trained on Morgan as he tilted his head further back to allow the heat in his mouth to pool at the back of his mouth before he swallowed... Treavor swallowed every bit of seed down, feeling it warm his belly from the inside…
His stomach churned.
He hated this...
"Would you be a dear and fetch the oil brother?" Custis asked as he casually shoved his paperwork to the side of his desk before he gripped Treavor around the base of his neck to haul Treavor up to his feet on wobbly legs.
Morgan huffed, leaning close to Treavor as he was set upon the desk to nip at his neck before retreating.
Treavor was sat facing his older brother, his knees at the edge of the desk, hands tucked close to his lap. He looked down, avoiding his brother's gaze, shame bloomed in shades of red across his cheeks…
A thumb tilted his head back, drawing him into a sloppy press of lip.
A shudder ran through his spine as Custis slowly tugged his shirt off, sliding the fabric from his shoulders, down his arms before casting the garment aside, letting it fall to the corner of the room, well out of Treavor's reach.
Hands, warm and firm settled and roamed across Treavor's back and sides before Custis slowly and steadily began to worm Treavor's pants out from beneath him, this time tossing them atop the filing cabinet at the opposite end of the office…
Treavor drew his legs to his chest, keeping them together as shame and arousal bled scarlet across his cheeks, neck and shoulders… It was a strange sensation, being completely nude as he was while his brothers remained in their clothing…
He was typically reduced to nothing but shame after his brothers were through with him, he'd be left messy and bare, but this was new…
Treavor wasn't exactly sure what to think.
Custis 'tsk'd' at his antics and immediately pried Treavor's legs open, spreading the younger brother's thighs wide, Treavor broke the kiss to look away because he didn't want to watch Custis… Nothing was hidden, not his too loose, still sloppy entrance and certainly not the stiffness of his own cocklett.
A basin of oil was set just beside Treavor's hand as Morgan moved to stand behind their baby brother, watching intently as his twin fondled the little thing atop the desk, all the while wondering… Why couldn't Treavor act like that for him?
Treavor mewled sheepishly as Custis set his legs apart, instructing him to keep them there as he reached out to gather some of the warm oil across his fingers.
He was surrounded, there was no escape. Fear fluttered in his heart, rivaled only by the churning fire in his belly. Treavor didn't want this, his body did. But he was trapped inside his body…
The stunt he pulled with Morgan was some last desperate act of rebellion.
And now the war was lost.
Treavor's body obeyed, keeping his ankles spread wide to allow Custis what he wanted.
Treavor swallowed as a hand settled at his chest, gently shoving him back down onto the desk, Treavor resisted by setting his arms in such a way to lean against his elbows.
It was a cheeky little act, but luckily Custis didn't seem to care.
"How ever do you get him to be so cooperative brother?" Morgan huffed as he watched Treavor's thighs twitch and shudder as Custis smeared the oil on his fingers just around the younger brother's entrance.
Custis merely hummed as he pressed his index finger into the body beneath him, Treavor turned his head to the side, avoiding either of his brothers' gazes. He didn't want to be here, he didn't… He didn't...
"Treavor likes the illusion of affection." The elder twin replied evenly as his free hand ran along Treavor's side, over his ribs and down his chest. Treavor jolted at the touch, warm and firm, he wanted to move away, but his body arched into the soft caresses.
"He's not a thing to beat into submission you know."
Treavor sobbed a little pleased noise as his back arched, oh, his brother may have been the devil, but his touch was heavenly.
Custis grinned, shooting a look at his twin as he continued to curl his finger within their baby brother.
"A gentle hand and some kind words can go a long way."
Morgan merely huffed, though a lovely shade of rose did settle at his cheeks as he watched the younger brother roll and rock against the two fingers now lazily spreading him open.
The tears rolling from Treavor's eyes were tears of shame and pain and fear… But there was also something more to them…
Denial? Desire?
"You can take his throat if you'd like." Custis offered coyly as his hand came to settle at their little brother's hip, his thumb trailed over the jutting bone just below as Treavor whined beneath him.
"I'm sure Treavor would appreciate something to entertain his mouth."
Morgan looked down, surprised to find Treavor, head tilted back, looking up at him, eyes blown wide, hazy with horror and desire, before slowly, slowly the younger brother looked back to Custis and shifted his hips as if to roll over.
The elder twin twisted his fingers just so, drawing a squealed whine from the youngest brother as he returned to his back to arch well off the desk.
"To the edge of the desk." Custis ordered simply as he began to slowly fuck Treavor open once more on his fingers, guiding the younger brother back with his hand.
"See if Morgan will be willing to forgive you if you can get him to cum."
Treavor whimpered and shook as he shuffled to the edge of the desk, tilting his head back, his neck straight, mouth wide open, inviting, wet and warm.
Oh god… What a pitiful thing he had become.
A button popped free, a zipper tugged hastily down, the hot head of a cock circled Treavor's lips.
"If you can get Morgan to finish down your throat before I make you cum on my hand, I'll make sure neither of you leave this room."
Treavor whined as he mouthed at the prick before him, sliding his tongue beyond the reach of his lips, attempting to draw the cock into his mouth.
His head was muffled, but fear still burned alongside the lust coursing through his veins. He knew Morgan was still upset with him, and he didn't want to think about what his brother would do to him if they ended up alone.
His brothers were monsters, but Custis was the lesser of two evils.
"I thought you wanted him first?" Morgan quipped as he took hold of the base of his prick, tapping the head of his erection teasingly against Treavor's chin before he pressed into the warm mouth offered to him, sighing heavily as his baby brother swallowed him down without hesitation.
"Oh I do." Custis replied casually as he retracted his fingers from the body between them, dipping his fingers into the oil basin as he continued speaking.
"But apparently, you get too rough for Treavor's taste whenever your alone."
Treavor knew he shouldn't have told his brother anything, god he was so fucking stupid!
Before regret could take hold however, Treavor mewled and arched on the desk, his thighs quaked violently as Custis pressed three fingers into him.
"Apparently, your nicer when I'm around."
Morgan scoffed as he began to properly thrust into Treavor's mouth, listening and reveling in the slick, sloppy sounds of his baby brother swallowing around cock in his throat.
"If I get Treavor to come first however, I get to have him." Custis said with a grin as he pressed his three fingers directly against the younger boy's prostate.
Treavor screamed.
"I feel as though that may be unfair…" Morgan pouted, Custis merely shrugged, "If I take him first, I can ensure that he's well prepared for your antics brother." The elder twin pointed out.
"Treavor has been behaving well for me."
The younger brother writhed atop the desk.
"I intend to reward him."
The first few beads of seed began to swell at the tip of Treavor's cocklett.
"Afterwards, you are free to return him to bed and see to the penalties of his transgressions against you, so long as you don't leave any lasting damages."
Morgan panted out a laugh at that as his hips came to rest flush against Treavor's mouth, simply keeping himself lodged down Treavor's throat as he waited for his twin to finish their baby brother off.
As lovely as the idea of being the first to fuck their little brother was… The prospect of taking Treavor without the worry of hurting him too, too much was far too tempting.
Treavor was still suckling and swallowing around Morgan's cock, Custis could see their baby brother's throat bob with every swallow as he desperately tried to bring his brother to completion.
He didn't even want to think about what Morgan had in store for him.
The young boy's shoulders and thighs shook as he trembled between his brothers. He sighed and sobbed around Morgan as his hips stuttered against Custis' fingers.
Oh but there was no way he would ever be able to starve off the fire in his belly, not with the way Custis was using his fingers.
Treavor only had a vague idea of what was inevitably going to happen next. He wanted to scream and kick, get away, run! He was still a child for gods sake! He was still young, too young!
Custis curled his three fingers inside Treavor just so, so perfectly and it was done.
The fire escaped, splattering messily over Treavor's stomach as his vision burned white and his back arched. Some strangled moan was caught around the prick in his mouth but Treavor could hardly care…
"There we go." Custis chimed as he offered Treavor some few final thrusts of his fingers before removing his hand.
"You may want to pull out brother." Custis suggested smoothly, "He may try to bite for this next part."
A low groan slipped free alongside the retreating cock as Treavor was dragged across the top of the desk until his bottom rested just at the very edge.
His head was foggy, vision blurry, vaguely, he felt Custis repositioning his legs, one leg dangled limply over the edge of the desk, the other was propped up by a hand beneath his knees, holding his thighs wide apart.
"Hold his arms would you? Just above his head."
Treavor rolled his head about the desk, looking too and fro with unfocused eyes. He could vaguely make out Morgan above him, leaning casually over the desk, holding Treavor's arms just above his head as he watched his twin.
Between his legs he could just see Custis, looking down at him, one hand holding his leg, the other quickly working over his cock. It should have been obvious, what Custis was doing, but delirious as he was Treavor simply couldn't make the connection…
That is until Custis moved closer to run the head of his prick over Treavor's entrance.
Oh god, it felt huge compared to three fingers.
Treavor whimpered, his hips stuttering as he shook his head feverishly, "No… No, no, no…" He panted in terror as he vainly attempted to kick at his older brother with his free leg.
"Shhh…" Custis cooed gently as he snatched the buckling leg by the ankle, drawing both of Treavor's legs up until his knees nearly touched his shoulders.
"This isn't a punishment Treavor." Custis stated calmly as he dipped his fingers into the oil basin, smearing the clear liquid generously across his cock before he tapped the head of his prick playfully against Treavor's thigh.
"I'll be gentle." The elder brother said smoothly as he circled Treavor's entrance slowly, slowly, slowly. Treavor mewled as the head briefly caught his loose hole.
For good measure, Custis dribbled some more oil directly onto Treavor's cocklett, watching as the little beads of clear dripped and ran down between Treavor's thighs.
Treavor shuddered, his breath already hastened.
Anticipation burned in his veins.
The small beads of oil finally ran over his entrance.
Custis began to press in.
Oh it was so much worse than Treavor could have imagined. It burned, every inch burned, it was too big, why did it never feel this big down his throat?
Treavor sobbed and screamed as Custis continued, his back arched as he attempted to pull away from the brother between his thighs, oh but that just made it worse.
Tears ran down his cheeks as Treavor's head rolled against the desk, he pressed his cheeks to the cool wood below as he panted, drawing desperate snatches of air he would release in hoarse cries.
A desperate, pained sob escaped his throat as Custis pressed against something inside of him, it was as if there was some barrier within him preventing his brother from continuing.
Treavor nearly sighed in relief as Custis paused his assault, nearly. The pain was still horrendous, radiating through his bones with every snatchet of breath he managed.
He whimpered as the older twin readjusted his legs, drawing Treavor's thighs apart by the knees to have a clear view of the body beneath him.
Oh god… Treavor could just see the swell of his stomach as he lifted his head… Custis was inside of him… Inside him.
A strangled sob escaped his mouth as Morgan reached out to trace the bulge with a curious finger, running his thumb over the bridge of the swell.
"That's as far as our fingers reached." The younger twin mused calmly as he set his hand just beside the intrusion, Custis huffed and nodded, his voice labored as he spoke. "Think you could hold his legs too? I need my hands for this."
The younger brother could only shudder and cry as he was manhandle into odd angles, every movement made jostled the prick within him…
Treavor wanted to throw up, but his throat was too tight and his… His thighs quaked and his cocklet twitched.
Treavor hated this.
His body however reveled in the abuse.
Treavor's hands were grasped in Morgan's and then looped awkwardly behind his knees, keeping his legs held high and thighs spread. Allowing the elder twin ample access to his stomach.
Custis began to gently paw at his swell of Treavor's belly, rolling his thumbs into the skin just beyond where the cock sat.
The tears didn't stop, but the sobs quieted as the pain subsided, Treavor unwilling relaxed into the gentle caresses, it hurt less than it had… Going in… And, he sighed softly, laying his head back, looking to the ceiling with wet eyes and damp cheeks.
He began screaming again soon after.
Custis' hands settled at his hips, holding Treavor's waist tightly to prevent their baby brother from writhing as he continued to press inside.
The elder twin managed to press himself another little bit before he was forced to stop again as Treavor thrashed and sobbed beneath him.
Before, the prick slid into Treavor relatively easily, yes it hurt, a lot, the cock was larger, thicker than merely three fingers… But Treavor was at least somewhat prepared to take such a large insertion…
Beyond where the twins could reach, Treavor was tight, nothing had ever reach so far, so deep into him that Treavor couldn't comprehend what was going on…
Every time Custis calmed their little brother just enough to slip himself ever so slightly further inside, it felt as though Custis was pushing up, up into his lungs because for the life of him Treavor couldn't seem to catch his breath.
His eyes rolled and for a few minutes after Custis' most recent attempt to press in, Treavor's world became blissfully dark, blissfully quiet…
Someone sighed heavily above him as a warm, firm body pressed against his thighs. Hands abandoned his hips to once again paw at the bulge protruding from his stomach.
Treavor felt full… Remarkably full…
There was pain, a rolling, burning agony which spread and seeped into his bones, into his muscles and skin…
Oh, but Custis was patient, so very patient… He remained exactly where he was, hardly moving an inch as he continued to gently paw and press his fingers into Treavor's stomach, slowly chasing the pain away with his gentle caresses…
And eventually, despite the pain, the burning throb of his insides rearranging themselves around the intrusion, his brother…
Treavor found himself… Thinking...
It felt… Nice…
God did Treavor hate himself for it...
The cock in his tummy was warm and solid, it fit inside him nicely, snugly, spreading him wide, wide, wide. The hands on his stomach felt nice too, the fingers pressing into his skin to massage the muscle below were pleasant.
He felt his legs and arms drop down, Custis was still holding his hips so his legs fell over his brother's arms while Morgan took hold of his hands again.
A body leaned close, warm breath ghosted over his lips before Custis kissed him. He responded lazily, whimpering into his brother's mouth as he pressed back against Custis' lips.
A strange noise, something between a sob and moan was pressed into Custis' mouth as the elder twin rolled his hips experimentally, shifting his prick within the small body beneath him.
Oh there was pain, but an even deeper, bone tingling furor accompanied the twinged sensation.
Treavor squeezed Morgan's hands in his own and arched his back, writhing beneath his brother, mewling little keened noises as Custis continued to gently rock against him.
He panted into the kiss, tilting his head up to nibble at his brother's lower lip, the shame and humiliation could take a backseat for now, this was where Treavor wanted to be.
"Mmh. How are you feeling?" Custis asked heatedly just above Treavor's mouth, pausing only to return the sloppy kiss Treavor pressed to his mouth before pulling away.
The younger brother merely whined as he rolled his hips back against the elder twin, mewling as the cock pressed so wonderfully deep inside him shifted.
Custis hissed above him before taking hold of Treavor's hips again, he buried his face into Treavor's neck, "I asked you a question Treavor." He murmured warmly against Treavor's shoulder.
"How are you feeling?"
Treavor made some soft pule at the back of his throat as he turned to press his cheek to Custis's temple.
His words were barely audible to himself, but he thought he managed to slur out a mumbled, "Full…" Against his brother's ear.
Custis chuckled at that before pressing a chaste kiss to his baby brother's mouth, "Pain?" He asked next.
Treavor rested his head back against the top of the desk, closing his eyes as he sighed, "Good…"
His insides fluttered around the prick within him and yea there was pain… But it wasn't excruciating, not as it had been when Custis was first forcing his way in.
A hand cupped his cheek and Treavor leaned lazily into the palm, opening an eye to regard his older brother.
"It there more?" He asked deliriously with a stifled roll of his hips, damn the hand on his waist. "I… Can we do more? I want more…"
Custis hummed as he stood, towering over Treavor as his other hand returned to his hip, "There is more." Custis reassured his little brother gently.
"But I want you to beg for it Treavor."
Treavor whined at that, he hated begging his brothers for anything, but god did he want this.
"Please Custis?" Treavor began softly, "Please Custis, I want… I want more…" The younger brother stumbled carelessly over his words, he wasn't sure what exactly he wanted, but he knew he wanted something… And Custis was the only one capable of giving it to him.
"What do you want Treavor?" Custis asked gently as his hand returned to paw at the outline of his stiffened prick.
"I don't-" Treavor began, cutting himself short with a strained whimper as he back arched against his brother's palm.
"Oh, please Custis?" Treavor tried again, "I-I don't know what I want… But I want more."
The elder twin hummed as he rocked against his baby brother, nearly purring as Treavor tightened around him.
"Beg him to fuck you." Morgan murmured from his position over the younger brother's head as he released his hold on Treavor's wrists to lean down and rest his elbows over the desk so he could murmur into Treavor's ear.
"Beg Custis to fuck you on his cock." The younger twin reached out to idly trace the outline of his brother's prick swelling beneath Treavor's stomach while his baby brother grappled with his arm.
"You already take him so well, you feel how deep he is inside you?" Morgan's hand slipped lower to fondle the small cocklett resting warm and heavy against Custis' stomach.
"You want more, don't you?"
Treavor mewled and nodded feverishly, rolling his hips, or at least trying to, up, up into Morgan's hand and back against Custis.
"Beg Custis to fuck you Treavor." Morgan repeated softly, his lips brushing against Treavor's ear as he released Treavor's prick, trailing his hand up over his little brother's stomach and chest before settling his palm over Treavor's shoulder.
The younger brother whimpered something tantalizing as he arched his back, looking to the older twin with unfocused, dark, dark eyes.
"Please Custis?" He whined softly with a subdued roll of his hips.
"P-please f-fuck me?" Treavor stammered through the word, it was an adult word that he wasn't allowed to say.
"Please… Custis please, I need more!"
The elder twin hummed appreciatively at that.
"What do you need Treavor?" He asked heatedly.
Perhaps they expected Treavor to respond with 'more', 'I need more'. And perhaps that would have been enough for Custis.
"I need you!"
The older twin crowded over Treavor, leering close to speak quietly.
"You need me?" He repeated softly, Treavor nodded feverishly, murmuring a wanton, "Need you." As he arched his back, pressing up against the brother above him as he reached out with a quivering hand to muse his fingers through his brother's hair.
"Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?" Treavor whined as he tilted his head just so to brush his next word against Custis' mouth.
"Fuck me?"
Custis pressed a sloppy kiss to Treavor's lips as he hands gripped his baby brother's hips, slowly, slowly, he withdrew ever so slightly from the body beneath him, swallowing the whimper which crawled from Treavor's throat.
When he sunk back into Treavor, the younger brother threw his head against the desk, allowing the most scandalous sound to pass his lips.
It was euphoric, the sensation of thick, hot cock pressing into him, spreading him so deliciously wide, over and over. Custis kept the pace gentle, shallowly thrusting into the small body below him.
Treavor's eyes rolled, he could feel the prick moving inside of him. His small body acted as a vice, tightly enveloping the cock, sucking it back inside every time Custis retreated.
It was bliss, pure divine euphoria, why had Treavor been so desperate to resist his brothers? If this was his reward for being good he ought to have just bared his throat years ago.
He whimpered and mewled beneath his brother as his body accepted each press of the prick, he could hear the slick sucking noise of his entrance drawing the cock back into him.
Treavor shuddered with each breath, his hands grasped at nothing, his toes curled. His little prick bounced in time with Custis' gentle rocking. There was another kind of warmth in his belly, thick and bubbling, seeping beneath his skin like fire.
The position Custis had him in offered Treavor no leverage, he could hardly grind back against his brother, only lay there atop the desk and take what Custis offered.
Oh, but Treavor was greedy.
"C-Custis?" He drawled through a whimper, the older twin hummed inquisitive as he rolled his hips just perfectly so, Treavor saw stars in his eyes as he groaned some desperate babble.
"More?" The elder twin asked coyly, Treavor's demand must have slipped free when his lips loosened, "Oh Treavor, what more could you possibly want?" Custis purred sweetly.
"This is nice isn't it?" He mused, "Just enjoy yourself baby brother, let us take care of you."
Treavor whimpered a subdued little string of "Please?" As his head rolled about the desk.
"Why don't you ask Morgan if your so desperate?" Custis suggested, "He's been very patiently waiting for me to finish with you so he can have a turn."
Treavor craned his neck, tilting his head back awkwardly to look to the younger twin.
Morgan had dragged a chair to the opposite side of Custis' desk to sit and watch the show. His fly was open, his cock in his palm, hard and slick.
Treavor mewled at the sight, he was too far from the edge of the desk to offer his mouth, he had his hands of course but god he would have loved to swallow Morgan down again.
Morgan merely cocked a brow and smirked from his seat, watching as Treavor arched off the desk again with another roll of his twin's hips.
His name fell from his little brother's lips like a prayer, soft and delicate, fragile in a way.
"Morgan…"
Oh, he loved how his name sounded coming from his baby brother.
"Yes Treavor?" The younger twin mused as he rolled the chair he had stolen closer to the edge of the desk.
Treavor shuddered as Morgan pressed a hand to the center of his chest, he grabbed his brother's wrist, arching into the gentle touch as he murmured a feverish, "Kiss me?"
Morgan hummed, "I'm not sure you deserve it." The younger twin mused, "You did, after all, run away from me earlier. Had me searching the who house for you."
Treavor whimpered.
"I may need some convincing." Morgan as he gently wrenched his hand free from Treavor's hold before he stated casually as he began to run his hand across his little brother's front, sliding his palm down Treavor's sternum, down to just over his stomach, being mindful not to toy with the extended swell of his belly.
"Pretty please Morgan?" Treavor tried, "I said I was sorry… I'll…" A strangled little moan stuttered his voice as he desperately rolled his hips back against the cock inside him.
"I-I'll be better!" He mewled, "I'll be good, really good!" Morgan huffed at that.
"You already broke your promise tonight Treavor, how can you expect that to work twice?"
Treavor groaned helplessly, arching his back to clearly display the swell of his stomach.
"M' good now." He slurred shamelessly, "M' good… Really good." Treavor lowered himself back to the desk, Morgan's eyes had yet to leave the sight of his distended stomach.
"I'm being good for Custis…" Treavor mumbled softly, "I can be good for you… I know I can…"
Morgan looked down to the dark, hazy eyes of his baby brother, cheeks still damp with tears, hair awry.
"Please Morgan?"
A sultry grin tugged at the younger twin's lips.
"You are so fucking needy."
Their tongues met before their lips did, the angle was awkward at best, with Treavor craning his head way back and Morgan aligning himself oddly against the body beside him.
Oh but it was exactly what Treavor needed.
Treavor sighed into the kiss as he desperately pressed back against Morgan's lips, moaning and mewling as Custis continued to rock into him slowly, gently.
Morgan's hand came to cup his cheek and Treavor purred a sweet little, "Touch me?" Into his brother's mouth as his knuckles ran over the younger twin's cheek. Morgan hummed a soft, "Ask nicely." Before he kissed Treavor breathless.
Their noses bumped but neither could care, their lips pressed messily together, Morgan taking the time to suck lovingly at his baby brother's lower lip while Treavor mewled.
"Please Morgan." Treavor whined once his brother released his lower lip, he paused to nibble at Morgan's chin before continuing, "I want to feel you."
The younger twin shushed him with another press of lip as his hand began to wander across Treavor's chest again, his fingers pressed into his skin, tantalizing and warm.
Morgan shifted his position, sprawling himself across the desk until Treavor's head could rest comfortably at his shoulder, exposing the younger brother's neck which Morgan took advantage of eagerly.
Treavor panted into his brother's hair as Morgan took to scattering sloppy, open mouth kisses along his neck, his one hand had taken to idly toying with one of Treavor's nipples while the other pawed at the swell of Custis' cock.
"God…" Morgan breathed against Treavor's neck, "Look at how well you take him..." A little mewl rose from the younger brother's throat as Morgan's hand pressed ever so gently down atop the outline of his twin's prick.
Treavor arched and bucked his hips against the hand, against the cock, oh, he was close, so close.
"Mmh, so good for Custis…" Morgan murmured, his breath hot against the side of Treavor's neck, "Will you be good for me too baby brother?" Morgan asked as his hand reached lower to fondle the small cocklet drooling against his twin's stomach.
He stroked the thing lazily, running his finger over the slicked head and slit, watching and listening as his little brother mewled and gasped in his arms until pearly beads of seed slipped from the little prick.
Treavor groaned as his body slumped against the desk, weightless and heavy. Morgan released his cocklet but Custis continued to rock and press into him.
He sobbed into the kiss Morgan drew him into, he didn't know it was possible for pleasure to border on pain but here he was at the precipice.
"I can't wait to crawl inside you." Morgan breathed against Treavor's mouth, "Fuck you nicely, properly. Have you cum on my cock, crying."
That sounded wonderful.
"Yes please…" Treavor whispered softly, his lips just brushing Morgan's as he spoke. "I'd… I'd like that."
Morgan kissed him again, sweetly this time before pulling away to press a row of kisses down along Treavor's jaw, down his throat and along his shoulder, mumbling into Treavor's skin all along the way.
"Why. Don't. You. Ask. Custis. Nicely. To. Hurry. Up. And. Finish?"
The final word was pressed to Treavor's mouth.
Morgan dismissed Treavor's attempts to steal another kiss as he tucked his head close to Treavor, resting his chin just at the younger brother's shoulder to watch his twin with a crooked grin.
Custis merely rolled his eyes fondly, he'd admit to taking his sweet time to enjoy their baby brother, and he did promise his twin a turn with Treavor.
"Custis?" Treavor murmured softly as he rolled his head atop Morgan's shoulder to look up to the older twin.
Outsider's eyes did their brother look a mess.
Hair messed ineloquently, damp with sweat. Lips puffy and bruised dark. Bright red clung to his cheeks and down his throat, he was panting, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he was hardly drawing breath at all.
Oh but he looked beautiful, so beautiful.
Treavor met his older brother's gaze with dark, dark eyes, hazy with want and desire. The bruises Morgan had left along his neck were already beginning to bloom darkly across his skin.
And the swell of his stomach…
Custis could watch the outline of his prick move within their little brother for hours, watch the rise and fall of the otherwise flat expanse of skin. Oh, he would have loved to see just how nice the swell of little Treavor's tummy would look if he was able to truly fuck him.
Hold him down, rutt into him without restraint, watch as their baby brother writhed and thrashed beneath him. Sigh and scream and sob his name like a prayer.
Oh how Custis longed to have his brother in such a way… He had been waiting for three years, three years… Custis was a patient man however, he could afford to wait.
He could afford to wait a little longer…
"Please Custis?" Treavor babbled sweetly beneath him, "Y-you can go faster. I-I want more, oh, please?"
Custis hummed as he moved to lean over the body beneath him, allowing Treavor to cling to his shoulders before he slipped his cock nearly free of the tight warmth below him, drawing a delicious sob from Treavor as he so desperately pleaded to his brother.
"'M sorry!" He cried, "M' sorry! I-I won't ask again! Oh god, Custis!"
The older twin cooed softly against Treavor's lips, "This is a reward Treavor." He whispered gently as he began to press back into the tight heat beneath him.
This time, the strangled sob which ripped from Treavor's throat was of unquestionable delectation. The younger brother rocked and writhed beneath Custis as he slipped from Treavor again only to sink back inside.
Oh, the pace was still deliciously gentle, but so different, so nice. Treavor could feel the fire churning in his veins, flickering higher and hotter with every languid thrust of his brother's cock.
Treavor sighed and sobbed beneath Custis, welcoming Custis perfectly into his body with a kiss every time Custis resettled inside of him.
"Can I finish inside you?" The elder twin asked breathlessly as his hands moved from Treavor's waist to hold Treavor's legs just beneath his knees.
Treavor shuddered at the request, not that he believed for a moment that Custis would listen if he beseeched otherwise.
Treavor had taken his brothers' spend in a manner of ways before. On his hands, over or between his thighs, across his stomach, his chest, his back, his ass. Morgan had once gleefully dribbled his seed across Treavor's cheeks and tongue in the Shaw library and Custis always loved to have Treavor swallow his seed.
Oh, but to have something so thick, so hot, so deep inside him?
"Yes. yes please." Treavor replied feverishly, "I want it. Custis, oh, god, Custis I want it!" His voice was smothered with a kiss which further muffled the scandalous sobs and cries which began to fly from his throat as his older brother began to rock into him in earnest.
Custis panted into the kiss as he rutted into the warm body beneath his, he swallowed every little cry Treavor made, reveling in the feeling of his baby brother's thighs quake as his little prick spilled some few pathetic droplets of seed against his stomach.
Treavor's back arched as his eyes rolled, his fingers dug into Custis' back, a silent scream passed his lips as his entire body convulsed in devine agony.
He could feel his stomach distend with every press of his brother's cock, feel his belly rise and fall as Custis rutted into him, feel the hot breath against the side of his neck as Custis buried his face in his throat.
"Oh fuck. Fuck!" Custis cursed heatedly against Treavor's flesh as his hips stuttered.
Treavor moaned as he felt it.
The warmth, so perfect and slick, pooling so wonderfully deep inside him, spreading out, deeper and deeper. Oh, it was amazing.
Custis was kissing him again, slow and gentle, Treavor responded lazily, gasping quietly from time to time as Custis continued to gently rock and press against him, ensuring that all of his seed found a home inside the small body beneath him.
Treavor shuddered a final sigh as Custis pulled away from their kiss, he leaned his head back against Morgan's shoulder to catch his breath.
He whimpered quietly, his bones too heavy to do much else as Custis slowly pulled himself free from his entrance. Custis set his feet apart atop the desk, keeping his thighs parted wide.
He felt so incredibly loose, so very sloppy and wet. His toes curled as Custis slipped his three fingers back into his baby brother, twisting and turning, curling the digests curiously before pulling them free.
"No tearing." He mused calmly.
"You may need more oil, but other then that he's yours."
Morgan hummed a chuckle, pressing a fleeting kiss to the side of Treavor's neck before he slipped from his position as Treavor's pillow to all but drag Treavor across the top of the desk, to his chest that then to the floor.
Treavor found it difficult to support himself on his shaking legs, his knees buckled beneath him so he grabbed onto Morgan's shoulder whimpering delicately as, oh, his new upright position had the wonderfully hot seed Custis had so lovingly planted inside him slipping down, down, down towards his entrance.
Treavor mewled as he leaned back against Morgan. A hand gripped his hair, tightly.
"Come along Treavor." Morgan chimed as he began to drag his baby brother back to the bedroom.
"You may have been good for Custis and he may have seen it just to reward you. But you were terribly rude to me earlier."
Treavor was unceremoniously shoved down onto the bed, face first.
"Consider this a punishment."