Hands took hold of Treavor's waist, shifting him across the bed until he rested just at the pile of pillows as he had been before his escape attempt. This time however, Treavor found himself quite complacent.
He was a comfortable mess atop the bed, the damage was done, there was nothing left to hide, nothing left to fight… It was nearly freeing in a way, to no longer feel the need to struggle against his brother's assault…
So lazily, Treavor spread his legs, just so, creating a space between his thighs for Morgan. His brother certainly appreciated the gesture as he quickly settled onto his knees between Treavor's thighs once he had rid himself of his clothes.
"Oh, what a mess." The younger twin drawled as he ran his thumb over the space between Treavor's thighs, smearing the seed his twin had so lovingly sown into their baby brother about on the pad of his finger. It must have slipped out during the short walk to the bed, Morgan wasn't surprised really, Custis had done a good job fucking their brother loose.
Still, it would be rude to waste such a thing...
Morgan carefully gathered the pearly substance on his fingers before pressing the seed back into Treavor, the sloppy loose hole between Treavor's thighs welcome Morgan's fingers easily.
Oh, Morgan was going to enjoy his time with Treavor. Very much so.
"You're so loose…" Morgan murmured as he slowly began to fuck Treavor with just his two fingers, watching as his digits disappeared effortlessly into the body beneath him.
"Custis said I ought to use more oil…" Treavor groaned quietly at that but offered no real words.
"Would you like more oil?" Morgan offered softly as he bent low to press a firm kiss to Treavor's shoulder, "You'll need to ask, of course." Morgan craned his fingers just so to have Treavor writhing on the bed.
"Though personally, I doubt you need it."
Treavor mewled as he pressed back against the fingers, his head was foggy, and Morgan's touch was the only clear thing he could distinguish amidst the haze.
"Well Treavor?"
Treavor took a shuddered breath before turning his head to the side to look back at his brother, he nodded slowly.
"I… I like the oil…" He admitted softly, he did like the oil… It made everything hurt a little less... "Could you? Please?"
Morgan hummed in response as he reached over to the bedside table, plucking the entire vessel from where it sat.
The two fingers returned to Treavor, pulling at the rim of his entrance slowly. Treavor simply lay there, his hands looped around the pillow beneath his chin, he breathed slowly as he waited for his brother… There was little else he could do.
Oil was dribbled between his thighs and pressed into his entrance, Treavor sighed contently, pressing his cheek into the pillow below his head to stifle the pleased little mewl which threatened to pass his lips as his hands fisted the surrounding pillows.
If things kept going like this Morgan wouldn't be able to call it a punishment for much longer.
The oil ran dry, Morgan's fingers slipped free and the head of a warm cock settled just at Treavor's entrance.
Treavor sighed a low little hum as he pressed his hips back against his brother's prick, groaning softly as the head slipped just into him.
A firm hand tell against his thigh as the cock slipped free again.
"Not yet." Morgan hissed as he spanked Treavor's other thigh.
Treavor buried his face into his pillow to stifle the little whine the third slap to his ass pulled from his lungs.
He had been taken over his brothers' knees before so the sharp sting wasn't unfamiliar, if anything, in his blissed out state of mind the cracks of his brother's palm hitting him were… Pleasant.
Treavor knew what Morgan intended to do next, what he always did whenever he saw fit to torment his baby brother through coropol means He have Treavor recite phrases and words back to him.
They were all lies, or at least that was what Treavor told himself once his brothers left him be, messy with a spattering of seed across his stomach and chest.
Teeth bit into his shoulder blade, Treavor gasped for unsteady breath as hands fondled and squeezed his reddened cheeks as his own hands tangled into the pillow cradling his head.
"Are you going to beg for me Treavor?" Morgan asked coyly as his tongue pressed against the ring of teeth indents he had placed on his baby brother, tasting the subtle swell or iron.
"Beg for me like a good boy?"
Hands ran along Treavor's side and he shuddered beneath them before a high whine of pain and… Shamed pleasure tore from his throat as Morgan drew his nails along the length of Treavor's back.
Not hard enough to draw blood, not yet at least, but certainly there would be eight lines along his back within the hour.
"Please Morgan?" Treavor mumbled quietly into the pillow beneath his head, he lost his voice as Morgan added another bloody bite to the back of his neck.
"Pre-pretty please?" Treavor tried as he craned his head to the side, dislodging the hold Morgan had on him with his teeth but properly allowing him to look back at his brother.
"Please Morgan? I need you…"
Morgan huffed as he leaned close to Treavor's face, his lips were tinged with blood.
"You needed Custis too…" The younger twin mused, his voice rumbled and low…
"Do you really think you deserve this?" Morgan asked as he ground his hips against the body beneath him, Treavor whimpered as his brother's cock pressed against the space between his cheeks, sliding over his oiled entrance without so much as dipping inside.
Treavor hated this.
Treavor wanted this more than anything.
"No…"
Morgan laughed, his hips brushing against the shell of his ear, "Damn straight you don't deserve this." Hands grasped Treavor's thighs, squeezing them around the rick slowly rutting between his cheeks.
"But you want it, don't you?" Morgan murmured heatedly against Treavor's throat.
Lies… Lies...
"Yes…"
His brother hummed something soft.
"Do you now?"
"Yes…"
Another lie.
"Yet you want Custis?"
Pause.
"I-"
Morgan had run Treavor into a corner… He could deny the statement, but just as Custis had, Morgan would most certainly spin Treavor's words on their heads…
But if he agreed… Well that would just make things worse for him.
"Or… Perhaps you are greedy?"
"Yes."
Lies, lies, lies.
"You would have us both Treavor?" Morgan pressed with saccharine sweetness, "We would take care of you well… So long as you behave, of course…"
Treavor turned his head again, burying his face back into the pillow as Morgan leaned over him to murmur filthy, filthy promises against his ear.
"You're so pretty beneath me Treavor… And you were so pretty beneath Custis." The younger twin released a long breath as he shifted atop Treavor's prone form.
The head of his cock pressed just against Treavor's entrance.
"I want to crawl inside you Treavor…" He murmured softly, "I want to see you beneath me as I fuck you, nice and proper, just like I said…" Treavor mewled at that.
A tongue pressed messily to the bite at the back of Treavor's neck.
"Tell me you'd like that Treavor." Morgan demanded softly. "Tell me that you like me to fuck you…"
Treavor took a shuddered breath and reassured himself that he was lying…
"Yes…" He whispered, "I-I'd like that…"
"Ah, ah, ah." Morgan taunted coyly. "My words exactly Treavor…"
Treavor closed his eyes, biting his lip to stifle the little sob perched at the tip of his tongue.
"Please…" He began, "I… I want you t-to crawl inside me…" Treavor swallowed, his words tasted like bile.
"I-I'd like you to crawl inside me Morgan… I want you to f-fuck me…"
Morgan leaned close to nibble at Treavor's ear.
"Again." He breathed.
"I… I want you to fuck me…"
"Again."
"Morgan…"
"Again Treavor."
"Please…"
"Treavor."
"Please fuck me Morgan?"
Lies, lies, lies.
The cock, still just kissing Treavor's entrance began to press inside. No words passed between them save for the silent scream Treavor cried into the pillow and Morgan's desperately pleased keen.
It was divine. Tight and hot, wet. Treavor stretched to accommodate the length and girth of Morgan's prick with hardly a twinge of resistance, merely some feverish mewl as he bit into the billow cradling his head.
Something quieted in the back of Treavor's mind as his brother's cock pressed into him, spreading him wide and… Whole.
Treavor nearly purred as Morgan began to nip at his shoulders and the back of his neck, not with the intention of drawing blood, but certainly to leave his marks across the body beneath him.
The weight of the cock pressing down into his tummy was tantalizing.
"God, you feel wonderful…" Morgan murmured against the side of his brother's neck as his hands ran along Treavor' sides.
Treavor uttered a small noise as Morgan began to slowly roll his hips against the younger brother, shallowly thrusting into Treavor without much urgency as he continued to murmur and mumble against Treavor's skin.
"Can you feel me Treavor?" Morgan asked heatedly, "You're taking me so well, so deep… Can you feel how deep I am inside you?"
Treavor could only nod and mewl, press back against the prick splitting him open.
"I'm going to have you crying on my cock Treavor."
Morgan spoke it like a promise as he pulled off of Treavor's back. Thighs straddled Treavor's hips, hands reached and grabbed for Treavor's wrists, holding them down beside his head as Morgan began to move.
Delicate whimpers rose from Treavor's throat as the younger twin rutted into him, the pace was quick, far quicker than Custis had been, rougher too.
The bed began to creak, and with every roll of Morgan's hips Treavor swore the breath was being knocked out of him. But it was so very nice. The feeling of his brother's prick reaching so very deep inside him, and the way his body accommodated the invasion.
Morgan panted above his baby brother, keeping his hands on Treavor's wrists, pushing him down into the covers. Treavor could only lay there beneath Morgan, take what was offered and enjoy what he could…
And enjoy he did.
He couldn't move, couldn't writhe or rock back against his brother, couldn't use his hands to beckon Morgan close for a kiss or even grab hold of the surrounding pillows.
So Treavor began to sing.
There was no point of him stifling his gasps and cries, some part of Treavor wanted Morgan to know exactly what he was doing to him, wanted Morgan to know exactly how desperate Treavor was for him.
He would coo Morgan's name in a whisper, purr and whimper sweetly whenever Morgan saw fit to slow down and draw out the prettiest pleas from his baby brother to, 'Keep going Morgan! Pleasepleasepleaseplease!'
Morgan bent low to nip at Treavor's throat during one particular lazy pause which had Treavor desperate and twitching for more.
"I want to try something." Morgan murmured softly as his hands released his little brother's wrists. Treavor whined pathetically as Morgan pulled out of him, leaving him sloppy and open and empty. Morgan shushed him softly as his hands found Treavor's waist.
"On your knees." He ordered gently as he guided Treavor up off the bed.
Treavor's thighs and arms quaked as he rose, he kept his head bowed and eyes closed, his breath fell from his lips in heavy pants, cut short by a tantalizing groan as Morgan settled over his backside.
Some heated kisses were pressed along his shoulder before Morgan nosed at Treavor's cheek, requesting his little brother to turn his head.
Treavor gasped into his brother's mouth as Morgan returned his cock to it's rightful place inside Treavor. The two moved together, rocking against one another languidly.
"I want you to fuck yourself on me." Morgan murmured into Treavor's mouth as his hips stilled their gentle rolling, Treavor mewled and shuddered as he pressed back against his brother's stationary cock.
This was new, different… But really nice.
Treavor began with a few experimental rolls of his hips, feeling the prick inside him rub against his walls with every move he made. Slowly, he worked from rolling his hips to moving back and forth along the cock, drawing himself off before pressing himself back against Morgan.
His arms buckled at one point, leaving Treavor no choice but to lower his chest back down to the bed and, oh! If that didn't create the most lovely angle.
Treavor whimpered deliriously into the pillow he had taken hold of as his thighs began to quake. The fire in his belly was thick and heavy, nearly electric as it tingled in his bones and beneath his skin.
The new angle he had created for himself ensured that at all times at least a bit of Morgan was pressed snugly against his prostate, burning his vision white and drawing sacrilege to his lips.
"Such a good boy." Morgan panted above him, "I can fucking feel how close you are Treavor." He murmured as he bowed low to bite at the back of Treavor's neck.
"Do you think you can cum just like this?" He asked hotly, his tongue dragging along the indents of his teeth, "Just on my cock?"
Treavor clung to the pillow cradling his head and sobbed, he nodded his head feverishly into the fabric as his hips began to stutter. His insides spasmed around Morgan, the fire raced through his veins.
He whimpered and mewled, crying his brother's name as his own cocklett began to dribble his seed onto the sheets below.
Treavor's hips continued to stutter against Morgan for some few more moments before he fell still, he felt impossibly heavy… His head foggy. He groaned as he was slowly rolled onto his side, his one leg hoisted high until his foot rested just as Morgan's head…
His brother was still hot and heavy inside him.
Treavor sobbed as Morgan began to fuck into him again, oh how wonderfully painful the feeling was. The fire was gone, the embers burnt black, there was nothing left but Morgan couldn't care less.
He was chasing his own pleasure and Treavor was just the means to his end.
Treavor drew desperate breaths through parted lips, his back arched, his eyes rolled, his arms rose above his head to grapple with the pillow supporting his neck.
He could feel the cock inside him, deep, deep, deep inside him. Hot and thick, spreading him open so very perfectly.
Reduced to this, this warm thing for his brother to fuck, Treavor could hardly bring himself to care, care for how inherently wrong this was…
All he knew was what he could feel…
Nothing else mattered there and then, nothing.
Nothing but the warm press of Morgan's lips, the luxurious sensation of cock pressing into him, the stuttering of his brother's hips and the swell of seed settling deep into his gut.
Treavor drew his arms down to lazily wrap around Morgan's shoulders as his brother began to smatter kisses across his throat, drawing little pleased whimpers to Treavor's lips.
Morgan's prick continued to twitch as seed swelled in Treavor's tummy. His leg was drawn down from Morgan's shoulder and laid to rest over his other leg as Morgan moved to lay behind him.
A hand pawed at the outline of the cock nestled inside Treavor's belly, drawing a tepid little moan from Treavor as he pressed up against his brother's mouth.
"Such a good boy." Morgan breathed softly as he slipped an arm beneath Treavor's neck to cradle his little brother's head.
"Such a good boy…" Morgan repeated as he kissed Treavor again, his hand slipping from where his cock lay within his brother, further down between Treavor's thighs to fondle the timid stiffness there.
Treavor writhed arch arched into the gentle palm, whimpering breathlessly against Morgan's mouth as warm fingers began to tease his little prick.
"You were so good for me Treavor." Morgan murmured into his neck as he dipped his head to nibble at Treavor's shoulder with his lips, "Did you like being good Treavor?"
Treavor purred a sweet little, "Yes…" As he rolled his hips into Morgan's palm, whining as he felt the cock still pressed so snugly inside him, twitch.
"Will you be good for me again?" Morgan asked with a small roll of his hips.
"Yes."
Morgan groaned against Treavor's shoulder. It took time and patients, something Morgan unfortunately lacked, to get their baby brother to such a shameless state of mind, but by god was it worth the effort.
"I'm going to fuck you again…" Morgan breathed slowly as he grinded his hip up against the small body tucked to his chest.
"And again, and again-" "And again?" Treavor mewled at he turned his head ever so slightly to look up to his older brother, Morgan lapped at Treavor's lips with his tongue before drawing him into another kiss.
"And again." Morgan agreed as he reached a hand to hook beneath one of Treavor's knees, drawing the leg up to open his brother's thighs.
"Until Custis is done with all his boring paperwork."
Treavor hummed a pleased little tune to himself as he allowed his head to fall back over Morgan's arm as one of his hands came to his stomach to soothe over the taut flesh where his brother's pick lay.
Morgan groaned something heated behind him as he pressed up, up into Treavor's belly, against the small hand Treavor held to his stomach.
They moved together, rocking against one another gently, Treavor to far gone in the bliss to remember how desperately he had not wanted this, and Morgan to entranced by the gentle purrs and sighs his baby brother sang to go faster.
It was only when Treavor, wonderful, little, tight, shameless Treavor turned his head to murmur a feverish, "H-harder." Against his brother's lips, did Morgan contemplate the notion.
"You want more?" Morgan asked, his voice a low murmur as spoke against Treavor's mouth. His baby brother nodded, "More…" He whispered, his palm pressing down against his tummy, down against Morgan.
"Fells nice…" He mewled sweetly, "Does it?" Morgan mused coyly as he raised his head to look down his brother's slight body, watching as his prick moved beneath Treavor's flesh.
"Y-you can go faster." Treavor breathed softly up against his brother's throat, "I want… Oh, please Morgan? I want more."
"Are you sure?" Morgan hummed smugly, "This is supposed to be a punishment, remember Treavor?" Morgan tilted his head to murmur against his brother's ear.
"I may not stop. Ever…"
Treavor writhed at that.
"T-then don't."
Oh how Morgan had longed to hear that.
Morgan kept a firm hold of Treavor's head, looping the arms he had slipped beneath his brother's neck to lock him in a choke hold as he began to feverishly fuck into the small body before him.
Treavor sighed and screamed, twitched and shook, his cocklet bounced with each thrust of Morgan's hips, his stomach swelled and swayed rapidly as Morgan's prick pressed into him.
If there was such thing as heaven on earth, Treavor was sure he had found it.
The pace was brutal in the most tantalizing way, Morgan never pulled all the way out, only just enough that each returning press of his cock had Treavor seeing stars where none existed.
And best of all, Morgan showed no signs of slowing, let alone stopping.
Even as Treavor shook and quaked as he messily spilled himself over his inner thigh, Morgan merely panted and groaned as his insides fluttered, tightening around the cock still moving still pressing so gloriously deep inside him.
Treavor jerked and gasped, he couldn't tell if he was even breathing with how loudly he was calling his brother's name, but then again, he couldn't really bring himself to care either.
This. This right here, was bliss.
"Fuck." Morgan seethed into the back of Treavor's ear, the younger brother whimpered as a hot slickness began to seep from the younger twin's prick.
"C-close?" Treavor panted as he turned his head, he couldn't open his eyes, they were rolled way back into his skull by then.
"Yea…" Morgan hissed, "Yea, m' close…"
Treavor hummed as he pressed a sultry kiss to the edge of his brother's mouth.
"Want it inside. All of it."
"You are so fucking greedy." Morgan groaned lowly as his hips began to stutter. Treavor kissed him again, sweetly, "Very greedy." His baby brother agreed as he began to rub his stomach in time with the trusting of his brother's cock.
Morgan swore softly under his breath, "K-keep doing that." He panted, grinding his hips up into Treavor's hand through his little brother's stomach.
"Just like that- yes, fuck!"
Treavor mewled as Morgan bit into his shoulder, teeth dug deep, a burning pain, hot warmth, blood.
Morgan was still inside him, pressed deep, his prick twitching as it spilled inside him, hot and thick.
Treavor allowed his head to fall, his lips and jaw parted at he stole deep lungfuls of air, he still had his palm running along the length of his brother's cock, lazily milking it for all it was worth as Morgan began to lap at the bloody bite he had left on his baby brother.
With one last press of tongue, Morgan abandoned his brother's shoulder to draw Treavor into a slow, lazy press of lip, which Treavor appreciated dearly.
Morgan slowly set Treavor's leg down, drawing his hand to Treavor's stomach, shooing away the gentle palm Treavor had been running along his cock.
"Touch yourself." Morgan murmured quietly into the kiss as he pressed against the swell of his brother's stomach.
Treavor whimpered up into Morgan's mouth as his free hand ran up from his stomach to his chest. Fire still licked beneath the surface of his skin, and while his hand was by no means as pleasant as Morgan's he could still bring himself some relief.
His little prick twitched between his thighs as Morgan continued to toy with Treavor's belly, pressing and prodding at the distention with warm fingers while Treavor traced up the center of his chest with his palm, trailing along the path Morgan's mouth had followed earlier.
He whined up into Morgan's mouth as his thumb brushed over a stiffened teat, some spark of electricity seeped up into his head and raced down to his cocklet with the simple touch.
"There we go." Morgan breathed softly, "Just keep touching yourself Treavor. I know your enjoying it, I can feel you enjoying it."
Treavor sighed softly as he repeated the action, gently running his thumb over one of his teats.
"Just like that." Morgan praised quietly as he drew Treavor into another kiss.
Slowly, Treavor began to catch his breath, stealing little gasps of air between kisses, Morgan continued to paw at his stomach, his cock twitching within Treavor as arousal began to creep through his veins once more.
"Having fun?"
Treavor turned his head away from Morgan to watch Custis lock the door leading to the office.