Fwuff time! ^_^
Tap, tap, tap….
Tap, tap, tap…
A teenage boy groaned and shifted in his bed. One bleary eye opened and glanced at the bedside clock.
1:55 a.m.
Tap, tap, tap…
"Ugh…" the boy buried his face into his pillow.
"Dian? Dian you awake?"
Dian sat up and stumbled to his bedroom door. Wrenching it open he came face to face with his twin, Damon.
"I'm awake now!" Dian hissed angrily, "What the hell do you want this early in the morning?"
Damon bowed his head in embarrassment, cheeks flushed red.
"Um…"
Dian raised an eyebrow, "Um, what, Damon? Or I'm shutting the door on you."
Damon, still looking down, hugged his twin.
"Uh… Damon?"
"I had a really, really bad nightmare…" Damon cuddled closer, "Can I… sleep with you tonight?"
It was on the tip of Dian's tongue to refuse and send his brother back to his own room, but the way Damon was quivering ever so slightly made him swallow his anger.
"… Just don't kick me off the bed," Dian sighed. Damon just nodded as Dian led him to bed. Thirty minutes late, Damon was still wide awake.
"…Dian…?"
Dian sighed heavily, "Damon, I'm right here, no monster is going to eat you."
Damon frowned, "It wasn't a monster…"
"What was it then?"
"I don't really want to talk about it…"
Dian grumbled in frustration. "Well what do you want me to do? I'd kinda like to sleep tonight."
Damon nuzzled into Dian's chest, "… Sorry, bro…"
Dian ran a hand through his messy hair, expression exasperated. What the hell was he supposed to do to get some shut-eye?
Damon shifted closer and an idea hit the older twin.
"Damon… roll over…"
"Huh?"
"Just do it."
The younger complied, rolling onto his back, his face barely discernable in the dark. Dian rolled with him so he was hovering over his brother. Running a hand up from Damon's waist to his cheek, Dian pulled his twin into a gentle kiss. While Damon was distracted, Dian snuck a hand into the other's boxers. Damon emitted a sound that was half-squeak, half-moan into Dian's insistent mouth. Rubbing the slowly awakening member, Dian ran a tongue over Damon's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Damon relented and arched into his brother's touches. Breaking the kiss, Dian unhurriedly crept down Damon's body, planting soft kisses here and there.
"Dian?... What are you doing?"
"Shh… Just relax…"
Pulling Damon's boxers down, Dian planted teasing kisses around the organ that desired touch most.
"Mm… Di?"
Suddenly he took the throbbing member into his mouth and sucked. Damon cried out, slapping a hand over his mouth to muffle himself. Dian set a slow pace, rubbing what he couldn't fit in his mouth with his hand. Damon began to whimper, 'My god… the suction…"
After a few intense minutes, Damon came hard, muffling his shout behind his hand. Dian crawled up his twin's panting body and kissed his cheek.
"That should tire you out enough to sleep," he murmured.
"Very… original," Damon panted amusedly, coming down from his high. The two shifted into more comfortable positions and drifted off to sleep.
3:15 a.m.
"Dian? I still can't sleep…"
"Goddamnit!"