"Finally finished?" Morgan hummed coyly against the back of Treavor's neck, pressing some few quick kisses to the lovely little bite seated there before quietly murmuring a soft, "Oh, don't mind Custis Treavor, keep touching yourself." As his palm continued to press and play with the swell of his baby brother's stomach.
"Indeed." The older twin huffed as he tugged off his own shirt and pants, tossing the garments to the floor haphazardly to join his twin on the bed.
"I'm going to roll you over." Morgan sighed softly as the hand which had been cradling Treavor's stomach came to wrap around his waist. "You can put on a good show for Custis can't you Treavor?"
Carefully, Morgan rolled onto his back, taking Treavor along with him before settling on his opposite side. The arm around his neck retreated as Morgan shifted, ensuring his prick remained snugly pressed inside Treavor's tummy, still warm and thick and firm.
Treavor wondered, as a warm hand returned to his belly, who would take him next? Morgan was already hard inside him, but Custis was here now…
"Don't be shy Treavor." Morgan chided sweetly as he probed Treavor's leg up over his hip, granting Custis a very clear view of the absolute mess between Treavor's thighs.
Ah right, he was supposed to be touching himself...
Treavor lazily drew a free hand to trail along the side of his neck, Morgan had yet to loop his arm back around his head, pressing gently into the muscle below, tracing over the blooming bruises Morgan and planted before dipping his hand to run along his sides and back up to his chest.
Custis' eyes followed from his relaxed position, leaned up onto his elbow, splayed out before Treavor, watching the hand obediently wherever it trailed.
Treavor in turn watched the elder twin through hazy eyes, he was (still) crying… He didn't know why he was (still) crying, everything was so warm, so nice…
Morgan was nipping and pressing wet kisses along the back of his shoulders and neck, his hand stroked himself through Treavor's stomach… And it felt nice, really, really nice…
Custis on the other hand was just out of reach before Treavor, not that Treavor could really reach for him given how he was supposed to be putting on a show for the lounging twin, a show which, given how Custis was lazily stroking himself, the elder twin was most certainly invested in.
Still, Treavor couldn't help but think that Custis looked a tad lonely…
Slowly, Treavor brought his hand to his face after he trailed his palm up from his navel, up his chest and to his lips.
He tapped his lower lip once, twice, looking up to his brother expectantly through his hazy eyes.
The elder twin grinned, all teeth, before he shuffled down to to lay before Treavor, his hand, large and warm, cupping Treavor's cheek, drawing him into a firm kiss. Treavor's free hand mirrored Custis', finding his brother's cheek.
Treavor began to trail his hand delicately down the expanse of his brother's body as Custis began to deepen the press of lip, his tongue probing just at Treavor's lower lip as Treavor's hand ran along his brother's jaw, slipping down to his brother's neck.
Morgan shifted behind Treavor, leaning up onto his arm to watch his twin suck at Treavor's lower lip. It was a gorgeous sight, and the pretty little mewl which Treavor pressed into Custis mouth as he began to run his hand along the smaller body's side had heat swelling in Morgan's belly.
Treavor groaned contentedly into the older twin's mouth, his palm settling just at the elder twin's heart as Morgan began to shallowly thrust into him again, the leg probed over Morgan's thigh allowed easy access and a free hand to continue to pawing at his stomach.
Treavor trailed his hand further down Custis' chest, to his stomach, as his body shifted and rocked along with Morgan's gentle rocking. Treavor ran a thumb over the dip of his brother's waist before he tentatively wrapped his small hand around his brother's cock. Custis grunted into the kiss as he too began to gently rocked his hips into his little brother's palm.
The friction was dry but Custis could hardly care as he rolled his hips into the small warmth of his brother's palm in earnest as he pressed his tongue against his baby brother's, feeling little Treavor shyly slide his tongue against his own.
Perfectly willing and wonderful.
Treavor pressed up against Custis' lips , breathing a quiet though, "Wait…" Into his brother's mouth as he released the prick in his hand, Custis nearly snarled at the smaller boy before he paused to watch Treavor spit into his palm.
Custis sighed heavily as Treavor returned his drool slickened palm to his cock, running his hand over the length loosely, all but inviting Custis to grind against his palm as he he tilted his head just so to lap at Custis' lower lip.
"Would you like another turn brother?" Morgan asked warmly as he leaned further over the small body before him, tilting Treavor's head just so to nip at his lip, stilling the gentle rolling of his hips to bury his prick inside the warmth before him as Treavor pressed up to kiss him.
"Would you mind?" Custis shot back coyly as he brought his hand to the swell of Treavor's belly, feeling his twin through the skin, watching as Morgan purred at the contact.
"I think I should like to see you finish first brother." Custis chimed sweetly as he took hold of Treavor's leg from its resting place over his twin's hip, hoisting it high, spreading Treavor open wide.
Morgan groaned as he buried his face into the back of Treavor's neck, he began to rock into Treavor again, panting warmly, "I-if you insist brother."
"Oh, I do." Custis cooed sweetly as he leaned close to Treavor again.
"Can you feel Morgan Treavor?" He asked softly, his breath ghosting over his baby brother's lips, "You can, can't you?" Custis pressed his thumb just to the deepest point his twin's prick reached, feeling the cockhead press against his finger with every thrust Morgan pressed into Treavor.
"He's so deep inside you Treavor…" Their baby brother mewled.
"And you take him so, so very well." Custis murmured softly as he shuffled closer to Treavor, rolling his prick against the leg still splayed out across the bed.
"Do you feel me Treavor?" He asked next as he tapped his erection against the inside of Treavor's thigh. "This is because of you." He murmured hotly, "Just you…"
Treavor whimpered softly.
Just him? He did this?
A mouth at his throat, a hand at his belly, a firm prick pressing against his thigh. Treavor arched his back and whined, his cocklet drooling some measly droplets of seed which smeared against Custis' stomach, god, he was a mess.
"Such a good boy." Morgan groaned behind him, "So good for us, so fucking good."
Treavor choked on a moan as the twin behind him began to rut into him desperately, Morgan's prick pressed into him so perfectly, so very perfectly it had Treavor's eyes rolling.
"You can take Morgan's seed can't you Treavor?" Custis murmured feverishly, "And then, you can take me again?"
Treavor couldn't rightly hear his brother's words but he nodded regardless, his head lolling as his body bounced with the ferocity of Morgan's rutting.
A beautiful cry escaped their baby brother's throat as Morgan stilled once more, his cock pressed deep inside the small body which lay panting and delirious between them.
Morgan began pawing at Treavor's stomach again while his twin repositioned himself before the youngest brother, hooking Treavor's one leg high over his waist, angling his body just so to pressed the head of his prick against the point where his twin and their baby brother became one.
Treavor groaned softly as he nestled into the pillow beneath his head. He was warm, wonderfully warm… And full, full of cock and seed and heat. His head was incredibly fuzzy and floaty. He felt heavy and weightless.
Morgan twitched inside him lazily, pumping him full… So full…
Some cloying darkness began tugging at the corners of Treavor's mind as he lay there panting. He was tired… Worn out from the evenings events...
He exhaled a small noise as Morgan slowly, slowly slipped from him… He shifted his hips, feeling the seed so very deep inside him slosh and churn, slip down, down, down.
He was so open, so loose… Inviting and warm and slick and-
Another prick, hot and heavy and perfect pressed up into him, spreading him wide, chasing away the emptiness.
Treavor mewled softly as Custis began to fuck him. He couldn't bring himself to open his eyes or reach for his brother, the weight of his bones was immeasurable, or at least it felt as such.
So he simply lay there, offering himself as a warm, complacent thing for his brothers to bury their cocks and seed within. He whimpered and mewled softly into Custis' mouth when his brother leaned close to kiss him. He needed to let them know how good they felt inside him…
Custis and Treavor were curled around one another, pressed close with hardly a hands space between them. Treavor's leg was looped over his brother's waist, his toes curled as fire bubbled in his veins.
Custis alternated between kissing his baby brother breathless or keeping his head tucked beneath his chin so he could murmur filthy nothings into his ear.
Morgan lay sprawled across the bed, leaning back against the pillows watching his twin sink into the small body pressed close, his own prick laying atop his stomach, not quite heavy yet, but growing more and more interested with ever sob or squeal their baby brother made as Custis continued to fuck him.
Morgan quickly found himself eager to find a home inside their baby brother again.
However, there was a small though mounting issue arising before them.
"I think our baby brother may almost be done for the night." Morgan mused through a poutishly smug huff as he took himself in his hand, slowly stroking himself as he watched his twin, Custis merely chuckled as he nipped at the tip of Treavor's ear.
"It's a sh-shame we're not." He replied heatedly as he slid his hand down to settle at Treavor's lower back, holding the younger brother still so he could fuck into him faster, harder, stronger.
Treavor squealed, throwing his head back wildly as he arched, more heat smeared against Custis' stomach.
"I suppose I could go again." Morgan mused thoughtfully as he ran a hand along Treavor's spine, following the curve of his brother's back, feeling his brother's breath hitch beneath his palm.
Custis curled around Treavor, drawing him close as he pressed his cheek to the side of his baby brother's head as he began to murmur absolute filth into his ear.
"Can you take more Treavor?" He asked breathlessly as his hips began to stutter, "More seed? More cock? I want to finish inside you again Treavor, I want to hear you scream."
The young body sobbed into Custis' shoulder.
Close but not quite.
"Morgan is waiting for me to finish Treavor. He wants to fuck you again, splay you open, sink inside. You'll be a good boy and let him won't you?"
Custis angled his hips just so and this time Treavor did scream.
The prick inside him pressed against his prostate over and over and over.
Treavor shook and sobbed and squealed and screamed, his cocklet twitched but there was nothing left inside him, still the fire roared in his veins.
Custis drew him into another kiss as he began to fuck into Treavor again, sliding his cock in and out of the warmth of Treavor's insides, chasing his own pleasure again.
Still, Treavor mewled and whimpered against his brother's lips, offering some shaky sob as Custis' prick began drooling inside him, seeding him even as he continued to rut into him.
Treavor gasped as his brother finally stilled.
He could feel the warmth… The subtle twitching of the cock inside him, but the exhaustion was suffocating, drowning him, dragging him down into a sweet oblivion…
His name was called, it sounded so far away… The prick inside him slipped free and he groaned.
Hands grappled with his small form as he was rolled onto his stomach. The covers were warm beneath him, there was no pillow beneath his head, his cheek was pressed to the warmth beneath him.
Another body, hot and firm, settled over him as a new cock pressed into him without a single twitch from Treavor save for a most savory little mewl as he was spread open again.
His body bounced atop the bed as one of his brothers fucked him, he could vaguely feel the hands on his back holding him in unnecessarily place, it wasn't as if he could resist or move even if he truly wanted to…
Not as if he wanted to either way.
Treavor felt himself sigh and moan pleased little keens and panted mewls as someone panted above him.
His eyes rolled as his hands unconsciously tangled in the sheets.
His thighs shook, the body above him cursed gently.
There was nothing left inside him.
His little prick twitched regardless.
He was floating and falling all at once, feeling everything, every bite, every kiss, every perfect press of the cock fucking him.
(He wanted to sleep.)
He never wanted this to end.
Someone cursed above him as everything, every kiss, every bite, every reckless thrust, stopped...
Warmth settled in his gut again.
Treavor was no more…
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Morgan panted over his baby brother's shoulder, drawing in greedy breaths as he pumped his seed into the unconscious body beneath him. Treavor was the perfect vessel, warm and tight and complacent.
Morgan pressed a kiss to the side of his brother's neck, ran his thumbs over Treavor's hips, purred as he rolled his hips, burying the last few spurts of his seed deep inside the bowels of the small body beneath him.
Treavor gave no response, that was fine, they never really needed him awake to begin with.
A hand ran through Morgan's hair, creeping from the base of his neck, drawing him from the younger brother as Custis drew him into a slow kiss, Morgan grinned into his twin's mouth, looping a lazy arm over his twin's shoulder.
"You look absolutely wonderful like this." Custis murmured heatedly as he dipped his head low to nip at his twin's throat.
"I know." Morgan chimed cheekily as he slowly eased himself off Treavor's back, withdrawing himself from their baby brother. He sat back, setting his hand on Custis' chest to force his twin gently away.
Custis looked a good mess, hair astray, eyes blown wide, lips pleasantly bruised, Morgan doubted he looked much better. Cocking his head towards the unconscious body between them, the younger twin grinned.
"Now let me watch you."
Custis returned the wolfish grin his twin offered him before he leaned close to press one last kiss to Morgan's mouth. Custis then turned back to their baby brother, splayed out so wonderfully between them.
The body was limp, the only motion made was the gentle rise and fall of Treavor's chest as he drew breath. There was no struggle as Custis slowly rolled Treavor onto his back.
There was no twitch of movement as Custis spat in his palm, stroking his prick some few times to smear it slick before he positioned himself just at the slick, hot opening between his brother's thighs...
Treavor's expression didn't change, his hands remained loose atop the bed. Even as Custis buried himself within the confines of his baby brother, even as Custis settled as far, as deep as he could inside the warm, wet body beneath him…
The only difference was the new swell of Treavor's stomach… And god wasn't that the most sinful sight?
Custis didn't have to wait, Treavor was sloppy and loose, compliant, asleep, Custis could have just begun to fuck his baby brother to his pleasure, but he still took the time to hike Treavor's legs over his thighs and set his hands at Treavor's hips.
"You're too kind brother." Morgan chided playfully as he sprawled himself down beside Treavor, setting his palm atop the swell of their baby brother's tummy, feeling his twin pressing against his palm from the inside as Custis began to gently fuck the body beneath him.
Custis merely hummed, enjoying the tight, slumbering wetness of Treavor, the feeling of his delicate insides stretch and shift to accommodate his girth and length.
Treavor remained still and silent beneath him, dead to the world but so very warm. His lips parted ever so slightly, his teeth peered shyly from the darkness of his mouth.
Even asleep, his eyes rolled about his skull.
Custis dipped low to kiss the unresponsive body beneath him as he began to steadily rock faster and faster into their baby brother, finding himself pleasantly surprised as a low groan was pressed into his mouth.
"Aww~" Morgan cooed sweetly, "He's dreaming."
A finger twitched, a small, stuttered noise uttered from closed lips, a stunted shudder of the thigh.
Custis pressed his thumbs into Treavor's hips, soothing the bone just below as he watched, watched and listened. Every twitch or shudder, every stilted sigh or delirious murmur. It was music to Custis' ears, poetry in motion.
Treavor was most beautiful on his back, beneath his brothers, stuffed full of cock and seed.
Treavor's head flopped to the side as Custis began to feverishly fuck into him, riding out his approaching orgasm and taking his sweet time to please himself. Regardless, the new position of their baby brother's head left the lovely little bite mark Morgan had gifted him clear as day.
"Brother." Custis chided as he looked over to his twin, his hips not quite stilling from their feverish rutting but certainly slowing enough for Treavor, even in his post-coital slumber, to complain with a small, throaty whine.
Morgan rolled his eyes and grinned, "What?" He whined playfully in return, "It'll heal… Eventually."
Custis huffed as he leaned close, tilting Treavor's head the opposite way to leave his own mark upon their little brother, groaning contently as, even unconscious, Treavor responded to the brief stint of pain.
Treavor's hips and thighs quivered, his toes curled, his hands fisted the blankets and for a brief moment Morgan thought that his twin had pulled their baby brother from his stupor.
Treavor's eyes opened slightly, but all Morgan could see was white as his little brother's pupils rolled. His lips parted as a strangled, inhuman cry of primal pleasure tore from his throat.
His cocklet jolted briefly, a mere, single droplet of pearly dribble slipped from the head, and then Treavor was still once more.
Custis pressed his tongue to the bloody bite he had left on his baby brother's throat before he returned to his previous position, hovering his over the body beneath him.
"Go on." Morgan breathed softly.
"Fuck him brother. There's no one here to stop you."
A deep groan rolled to Custis' throat as he began to gently fuck into the body beneath him again, his twin was right, there was no one else there, he could take however damn long he wanted.
And he wanted to enjoy this.
He wanted to enjoy Treavor…
Treavor's tummy swelled with each thrust of Custis' cock, accepting the invasion willingly, wonderfully, deflating in its absence. Custis though his baby brother looked wonderful with a round tummy, filled to the brim with seed and prick.
Oh, but even better was how quickly Treavor could accommodate his cock.
With how quickly Custis was fucking into the body beneath him there nearly no time for Treavor's belly to recover from the absence of his prick. Treavor would be feeling terribly loose and horribly empty in the morning, luckily for him, if he asked nicely enough, Custis would be more than eager to aid their baby brother.
Oh, that was a tantalizing thought indeed.
Custis snarled deep in his throat as he buried his face into Treavor's shoulder, his hips continued to fuck faster, harder, deep, deep, deeper into his baby brother until he could no longer.
The elder twin panted against Treavor's neck as he hunched over the prone prone form beneath him, purring with delight, feeling the weight of his seed settle into Treavor's gut knowing that he had put it there…
"We've made quite a mess." Morgan mused softly as he watched the swell of Treavor's stomach twitch as his twin finished inside of him.
"The maids will deal with it tomorrow." Custis huffed softly from his hunched position.
"And what of Treavor?" The younger twin asked.
"What of Treavor?" Custis shot back with a grin, tinting his head just so to observe his twin with hazy eyes as his hands slowly wander down to paw and fondle the very evident swell of their baby brother's tummy.
"He won't be walking straight for a good while brother, I see no worry in leaving him unattended for the night."
Morgan rolled his eyes, "I'm asking if you would be opposed to sharing our bed with our baby brother for the night." Morgan quipped as he ran a hand through Treavor's hair.
"He's a slippery devil you know… I doubt slick thighs and a sloppy hole would keep him from trying to escape."
Custis hummed in contemplation before smiling.
"I do so love your wonderful mind brother."
Morgan's smile was all teeth as he rolled from the spare bed, pressing a fleeting kiss to his twin's cheek as he turned to the bathroom, calling a casual, "Sit tight." Over his shoulder as he disappeared through the door.
Custis listened as his twin ran the sink and rummaged about the room while he simply observed the body beneath him…
Treavor truly was the most sinful of beauties…
Something landed on the bed just by Custis's knee as Morgan returned with a damp towel, a familiar sight after a good fuck. Custis watched as the younger twin cleaned off their baby brother as best he could, wiping away the seed Treavor had spilled all over himself before he glanced at Custis with a cocked brow.
"Do you intend to fuck him in your sleep brother?" Morgan asked coyly, as he tilted his head towards whatever he had tossed to Custis earlier.
It was the elongated egg shaped plug that Custis was rather fond of, more than thick enough to keep everything they had planted into their baby brother, exactly where they wanted it.
Custis huffed as he grasped the object, keeping his eyes on his twin as he laved the rounded head with his tongue. His twin's snark was unnecessary this late at night, but his forethinking was appreciated.
"Oh don't give me that." Morgan chided sweetly, "I figured that you'd rather not fancy waking in a puddle of whatever escapes Treavor tonight." Custis merely huffed as he slowly removed himself from the warmth which was their baby brother.
Briefly, he spread Treavor's thighs to watch the gaping entrance twitch and shudder at the lost of cock. He waited until the first smear of thick, white seed began to appear before he pressed the slickened plug into the awaiting hole.
The plug wasn't as long his or Morgan's pricks, but the very base was ever so slightly thicker which would serve well to keep everything safely tucked inside their little brother.
Once the plug was securely inside Treavor, Custis carefully hoisted the smaller body up, carrying him to the other bed brother before setting him down just before his twin.
Morgan was quick to plaster himself to Treavor's front as Custis curled around his back. Treavor remained a warm dead thing between them.
A soft kiss was pressed to Treavor's still lips, not that he could feel it, before Morgan tucked his baby brother's head against his throat.
"Can we have him again in the morning brother?" Morgan asked sweetly.
"We've been patient." Custis mused smugly, his hand splayed over the gentle swell of the belly before him.
"He is ours now brother… We can have him forever."
Forever…
The twins grinned like wolves.
Forever…
What a tantalizing thought.