*I do not own Suite Life on Deck/of Zack and Cody or any of the characters!
...Tristan's POV...
I walked into our quiet home, finding the remote so I could watch some television. The news was the first channel I stopped on- seeing a reporter standing in downtown Boston. I turned the volume up, listening to her talk.
"We've had several reports of tornado activity here in the Boston area, and I'm out on the streets talking to civilians about anything they've experienced today, "Sir, could you tell me what you saw this morning?"
"Well, I was just standing in my house and out of nowhere I heard what sounded like a train or some pigs! Then I thought, 'wait, there aren't any trains where I am! Nor are there pigs!' and I watched a tornado whip across that hill over there," he pointed, "you don't expect those things in the Boston area! But I guess back in 2010 they didn't expect tornado's in New York City!" he waved into the camera, being a cocky bastard.
I watched the lights in the room flicker, causing my heart to begin to race. I rushed to the phone, quickly calling Cody on his cellphone. 'Pick up...pick up...' I bounced in place. I waited for the machine to answer and for his voice mail to beep; "Hey, Cody, it's Tristan...it was just on the news that Boston's having a few tornado's and I just wanted you to know because I want you to come back and get me...I'm scared..." the line went dead, causing my panic to rise even more so.
The room began to shake around me, things falling from the walls. I dropped the phone to the floor and ran to my bedroom- falling over in the process. I was scared, never so sacred before in my life... I shut my eyes tightly and waited for the shaking to stop, noticing that the building was not just shaking, but swaying back and forth. I, not having any knowledge of tornado's, didn't know what to do first...I grabbed a stuffed animal that Alex had given me when we were younger (it was a frog), and the blanket that used to be Cody's. I looked to the window, seeing something flying toward me in the blackish gray mass that was outside. I fell to the floor, crawling under my bed. I screamed loudly, not being able to hear myself over ripping sounds, the squealing of metal, and glass shattering. I shut my eyes tightly, expecting the worst. If I wouldn't die from the tornado, I would die from a heart attack.
I felt something strike my head and realized that the winds were pushing broken parts of the building under the bed with me. I tried to shield myself, but it was too late when I felt a throbbing pain that eventually caused my world to black out.
...Alex's POV...
Tristan had gotten in a fight with that kid Mark again, and I wasn't happy about it...he sent me a text telling me that he was suspended and Mark had no punishment whatsoever. I really wanted to beat the shit out of that kid- but for Tristan's sake I held it back. I was sitting in the bio lab when another teacher came rushing into the room, turning on the television that was in the corner of the room. He flipped it to the news and quieted the students down.
"...several hundred deaths have already been reported by the massive tornado that has gone through the center of Boston. Many buildings are destroyed and the famous Tipton hotel has literally been torn in half!" a camera panned over the building that was once my home, showing the side that we lived on, "rescue crews are searching frantically to find survivors, afraid that this building could crumble at any moment."
"Tris..." I shot up from my seat and ran from the room, ignoring the teacher when he called me back.
I darted from the school and took out my phone, dialing my baby brothers number. The phone rang, and rang, and rang- no answer... my heart raced- knowing that if Tristan saw my name flashing on his phone he would have answered it no matter where he was and who he was with. I ran down the street until I came across a police barrier, blocking my way to the hotel.
"I'm sorry, son, but you can't go through here," an officer said to me.
"But my...my brother.." I tried to hold it together, not sure of what to do.
...Tristan's POV...
I woke up, cold and in pain. Remembering what happened, my first instinct was to cry. I then sat up, noticing that I was no longer under the bed, but where the bathroom should be. I was still tightly clutching my stuffed animal and Cody's blanket, needing some form of comfort.
"Alex..." I sobbed out loud, wishing my brother would come through the door and save me from my dreams. But sadly, it wasn't a dream...and Alex might not have had any idea that I was in this situation.
I looked above me and the ceiling was on the verge of falling; lovely. I carefully crawled to the edge of the room, looking down. We were on the 23rd floor, so looking down such a height at the damage and destruction made me a little woozy. I backed off and sat, crying. The door that entered my bedroom was blocked by a mass of concrete that had fallen, and that was currently the only thing holding the ceiling on above my head. I felt a vibration in my pocket that caused me to jump. I recognized the tone that followed as my voice mail. Realizing that I had one way of communication, I quickly pulled the phone from my pocket and ignored my voice mail, dialing 911.
"911, what is the location and nature of your emergency?" the woman said.
"I'm...at the Tipton hotel... I'm trapped on the 23rd floor and I'm really scared.." I began crying again.
"Calm down, sweetie...tell me your name and we'll get rescue crews up to you right away."
"Tristan..." I whimpered.
"Alright, Tristan. You say you're on the 23rd floor? What part of it? How old are you?"
"The broken part..." my voice was shaking, "and...I'm fourteen..."
"Are you injured?"
"I don't know...my legs bleeding...so is my head... and my chest hurts." I touched the blood that was slowly trickling down my face.
"Tristan could you give me a description as to what you see from where you are?"
"I don't know...I...my rooms torn in half and I can see a firetruck below..." I kept crying, shaking as I did so.
"Tristan will you be safe for a while there? It seems that all rescue crews are busy."
"The roof is going to fall..." I said quietly.
"Just hang tight and we'll get someone up there very soon. Do you have a number that we could contact your mother at for you?"
"...I don't have a mom..."
"Your fa-"
"I don't have a dad either...Just three brothers.." I cried, not knowing if they were alright.
"Tristan I-"
I screamed, interrupting the woman on the other end. Part of the ceiling fell, causing me to drop my phone. More of the ceiling fell and landed on my phone before I could grab it. I looked for a spot that was safer, but it didn't seem as if I could get away from the breaking.
...Alex's POV...
I pushed my way past the cop and ran as fast as I could. I could see the hotel from where I was running and thankfully the cop wasn't behind me. I stopped by a firetruck that had its ladder out, reaching a few of the rooms that were there. The entire side of the building was gone and I could see our room from where I was standing. I watched as some of the concrete floor that was our ceiling fell, landing in our bedroom. The fall was followed by a loud scream that I could hear from where I was standing.
"Tristan!" I shouted, hoping he could hear me. He was okay...he was alive...but for how long? He needed to get out of there before the room collapsed. I saw a fireman standing by the truck, not really doing much. I rushed over and tugged on his jacket, "you have to get to the 23rd floor...it's gonna fall in and my baby brother is in there.." I choked on my words, "please..." I wiped a few tears away.
He looked at me and to the ladder truck that was working hard to get the people on the lower floors. As if it were an answer from God, another ladder truck showed up to help with the rescue process. He nodded to me and ran over to the second truck, explaining the situation. I sighed and hoped my brother would get out and be in one piece. The second truck lifted its ladder up high, barely reaching the floor we lived on. I watched as the man said something, waving his arms into the room. He kept looking above him at the ceiling that was moving slowly, threatening to fall. I saw the blonde hair of my brother as he poked his head over the edge, holding onto something as he reached for the man on the ladder. I watched in fear as Tristan was quickly grabbed and yanked from the building, just as the last slab of ceiling fell, collapsing the next two floors.
I fought back tears, knowing Tristan would need to cry. He was carried down from the truck and placed on the front seat of the firetruck.
"Tris..." I ran over and climbed up, ignoring the men around me... "I'm so glad you're okay..."
He looked at me with tears in his eyes, "I was so scared..." he burst out crying, hugging me tightly as he did so.
I kissed the top of his head, holding him and gently rubbing his back. I looked through the glass in the truck, seeing a short black man rushing over.
"Tristan, Alex, are you alright? Where's Zack and Cody? I heard about our hotel and just had to get over here," Moseby shouted over the noise.
"I'm fine...Tristan needs a doctor, he's hurt...I don't know where they are, I think- oh, Zack's over there... I don't know where Cody is..."
Being a cop, Zack was needed at most situations that involved accidents or natural disasters. He held a straight face as he looked at the building. Another cop pointed us out to him, and he physically relaxed- rushing over.
"Are you okay?"
Tristan reached for him and was quickly embraced. Zack held him and walked away from the truck with Moseby and I quickly followed behind. Mr. Moseby had been like an uncle to us while we grew up- he would baby sit when Zack and Cody were busy and he was a pretty cool guy... Tristan had his legs wrapped around Zack's hips as we walked over to his cruiser- and I felt slightly jealous that I wasn't the one holding him. But Tristan was Zack's baby...one of our fathers... So it was a father/son need.
Zack put Tristan in the back of the car and helped him buckle before getting in the front. I climbed in beside Tristan and held his hand as we drove to the hospital, trying to get a hold of Cody for the four billionth time. The hospital was packed, people were crying and hurt and there wasn't a chair in the waiting room. Zack checked Tristan in while I sat on the floor in the cold tile hallway, holding Tristan in my lap.
"The wait will be a while..." Zack came out and sat across from us.
"Figured.." I nodded and looked my baby brother over. His pants had a gash in the thigh, leaving a cut on his leg. He had blood down his face and some matted in his hair that led up to a good sized cut on his hair line. He had bruises and cuts along his body and the area around his collarbone was swollen and bruised. Obviously broken.
"I'm in pain..." Tristan whispered to me while Zack tried calling Cody again.
"I'm sorry, love..." I kissed him gently, not caring who saw. He was my brother- my life- my everything...I could kiss him when and how I wanted, "I wish I could take your pain away..."
"I don't feel good," he started crying again and shook in my arms. He was freezing to the touch. When Tristan got too cold, or too tired, he would begin to not feel good and eventually throw up. So the first thing I did was remove my jacket and wrap him up, making sure he was warm enough.
"Cody! Where are you? Are you alright?" Zack stood up and walked outside so he wouldn't bother other patients.
"I'm sleepy, Alex..." Tristan looked to me.
"Close your eyes and relax...I'm right here with you.." I kissed him again, making him smile slightly.
Tristan finally relaxed, falling asleep in my arms as we waited for a doctor to help him. Hours went by, and eventually a doctor came out and brought us into the other room to examine my brother.
...Tristan's POV...
I woke up in a bed at the hospital, wondering what was wrong with me. I looked to find my older brothers all asleep around the room- Alex was beside me, sleeping in a chair. Zack and Cody were cuddled in the other cot.
"Lex..?" I nudged him with my hand.
"Tris?" he sat up and blinked a few times, "how are you feeling?" he leaned up, placing his lips to mine.
I'd taken a liking to him kissing me over the past few days...it made me feel nice, "Mine..." I hugged him, wincing at the pain in my chest. I placed my hand on my chest and noticed a small bandage on my collarbone.
"It's fractured," he kissed me again, "but it will get better quickly..."
"I love you Alex..." I whispered.
"I love you too Tris..." he brushed the hair from my face, but it fell quickly back into place. I looked at the strand that was hanging in my face, noticing that it was matted with dried blood.
I sighed and scooted over, patting the space beside me.
"Is there enough room?" he asked me.
"Always..." I smiled and opened my arms, wanting him to lay with me.
"Tris..." he snuggled against me, placing butterfly kisses on my neck.
"Lexi.." I wiggled around so that he had one leg between mine. He kept kissing my neck, running his hand up my shirt to caress my sides. I relaxed at his touches, closing my eyes as he ran his tongue across my skin, "ah.." I bit my lip, feeling him working his hand around where my pants were resting on my hips. He rubbed in small circles, causing me to become aroused, "Lexi...stop.."
"I want you, Tris.." he looked up at me with hazy eyes.
My body ached with want for him- but it also ached from being hurt, "I'm in pain..."
...Alex's POV...
I looked my brother over, seeing the many cuts that were on his beautiful body. I nodded in agreement as I backed off, not wanting to hurt him. He must have been very sore. He smiled at me with that adorable look on his face before he kissed me again.
"Do you want something for the pain?"
He nodded and began falling back asleep. I pressed the button that was attached to his IV, releasing morphine. He relaxed further and yawned cutely, holding onto me. I smiled, glad to know he was safe with me here...
The next morning I woke up before him, for once, and noticed Zack and Cody were gone. I carefully got from the bed and stretched, yawning as I did so. I trudged to the bathroom and opened the door, seeing Zack standing at the sink with a comb in his hand.
"Morning, sleep well?" he smiled at me.
"Yeah...as well as you can sleep in such a small bed," I used the toilet, not caring he was there, "where's Cody?"
"Getting us breakfast...and finding a place for us to stay- Tristan has to leave here today because he's fine and they need the beds..."
"Oh...right... what are we gonna do?"
Zack shook his head, "I don't know, but we have to find a place to go, then replace our things...insurance should cover mostly everything- but after the room fell in, they surprisingly recovered a photo album Cody put together...so we still have things of moms and dads..." Zack frowned and leaned on the wall as I washed up, "we're gonna have to get a new bed for me and Cody and one for you and Tristan...you two share a bed anyway, there's no point in having more than one..."
"You're right," I shivered at the coldness in the room.
"And winter clothing.." he smiled at me, walking from the room.
"They don't have any food left here," Cody came back and sighed, "but Tristan is all checked out and ready to go...so we should leave because I hate it here..." he looked to Zack and walked over, hugging him tightly. Zack kissed Cody and rubbed his back.
"I'll wake Tris.." I walked over and gently shook my brother from his sleep.
"Hm..?" he looked at me.
"Time to go baby.." I lifted him from the bed, allowing him to straddle my hips and keep his arms around my neck. He was tiny, so it wasn't hard for me to carry him like this. He clutched the stuffed animal I'd given him once, and the blanket that used to belong to Cody was wrapped around his shoulders.
"I'm hungry..."
"We'll get something, right Cody?" I looked to Cody who was walking with Zack's arm wrapped around his midsection.
"Yep," he slid into the front seat of the car while Zack drove.
Tristan sat in the middle of the backseat and rested on me while we looked for a place to get some food- somewhere warm. We drove to Al Capone and walked in, finding a place to sit. A woman handed us menus and looked at Tristan, who obviously needed a good bath. I kept my arms around him, looking over the menu.
"What do you want?" he asked me.
"I'll have...an omelet..."
"I want a breakfast wrap..." he said quietly.
We ordered our breakfast and sat, mostly quiet at the table before Cody began crying. Reality must have finally hit him as to what happened with Tristan- having seen what we didn't know what was recorded on the television. We watched a camera pan in to Tristan who was reaching to a fireman that yanked him from the collapsing building and lowered him to safety.
Cody leaned himself on Zack and cried into his shoulder, "We almost lost him...I can't...I don't want to..." he sobbed and mumbled.
"It's okay..he's safe..." Zack pressed his lips to his forehead and looked to Tristan who just sat there, frightened, "we should go find an apartment now..." Zack stood with Cody and went to pay for breakfast.
Cody embraced Tristan, hugging him tightly, "I don't think I could go on knowing one of my babies got hurt..." he whispered.
Tristan was now crying too and I was finding myself getting frustrated, "Cody...let's go," I tugged on him.
"Sorry...let's go.." he wiped his eyes and smiled, "you need a shower sweetheart..."
"I know..I feel gross..." Tristan whispered, shuffling his feet as we left the building.
We looked at several places that either weren't up to what Cody wanted, or they didn't have any rooms open. Finally, after an entire day of searching, we stopped at an apartment building that Cody seemed to like a lot. It was two floors for one apartment and the bottom floor was sort of like a loft. You walked into the apartment from the front door and to the right was a staircase. On the wall that the stairs went up was a fireplace. There wasn't any furniture in the room, but it would be nicer once there was. To the left of the entire living room was a large kitchen. It had marble counters, a stainless steel fridge, a gas stove and lots of room for cooking. Beside that was an area for a dining room. It had a table already, and it was big enough for the four of us. At the back of the room, beyond the living room, was a set of sliding glass doors that went into a large yard. Tristan and I wandered up the steps, seeing three doors. We opened the first door on the left and it was the master bedroom. It was spacious and had a closet to the left when you entered. To the right was another door, leading into a bathroom that had two more doors of its own. The door on the right in the bathroom went out into the hall, and the one straight ahead went into what would be mine and Tristan's room. It was nice.
"Perfect..." Cody smiled.
"It's not too far from where I work either..." Zack looked through things.
"Should we go find a store that will sell us a bed today? Or, well, two beds?" Cody smiled.
"I'm sleepy..." Tristan whined and sat on the stairs, leaning on the railing.
"But you can't go to bed unless we have a bed, silly..." I walked over and sat beside him, wrapping my arms around his tiny frame.
"Zack and I will go find a store...You two can stay here and get to know the place. Alex, use your phone to order some food if you want..." Cody handed me some money and hugged us both, "see you when I get back."
"See ya!" Zack hopped outside and took off with Cody.
I looked at Tristan who still needed to shower. He was cold to the touch and shaking slightly from being so cold, "You should take a shower now.."
"I don't have a towel..." he complained.
"Air dry?" I smiled, "that's not the point...point is, you need a shower..." I stood him up and walked to the shared bathroom, opening the door. I turned on the lights and opened the glass shower. It was freezing in there- but once the hot water began flowing it was extremely warm and fogged up quickly.
Tristan slid off his clothing and stuck them in a corner before stepping into the hot water. I watched as he let the water soak his hair, washing the dust and blood from it. He opened the glass door and smiled at me.
"You come in too?"
My heart leaped and a blush surely spread across my face as I thought about showering with him- but I undressed anyway. I slid in with him and stood under the hot flow of water- sighing at the warmth. It felt good, but it felt better to see Tristan inching toward me. He opened his arms, asking for a hug. I opened my arms and pulled him close, our bodies pressing tightly together. I felt our hips press together, my cock twitching slightly at the feel of Tristan's nude body on mine.
"Mm.." he ran his hands through my wet hair, looking into my eyes, "kiss me..." he whispered, his lips brushing across mine lightly.
I nodded and without hesitation, attacked his mouth. We stood kissing gently before it became more of a battle. Our lips parted and our tongues twisted together, fighting for dominance. I eventually won, causing Tristan to relax in my arms as we continued our kissing. My hands roamed on his body- wanting to toy with him as much as I could. He moaned quietly into my mouth as I ran my hands down his back and held onto his hips. My right hand began to explore, gently rubbing downward and cupping his backside. He allowed the action, shivering as I massaged the rounded orb I'd found.
"Tristan..." I pulled away, looking at him. His eyes were half lidded and he was panting slightly.
"Don't...don't stop..." he relaxed as I slid my hand inward, rubbing two of my fingers near his entrance. I'd never had sex before, and I know he hadn't either- but I knew what I was doing to an extent. He gasped as I slid a finger inside of him, thrusting it slowly.
"Tris.." I began kissing his neck, enjoying the small mews that escaped his lips as I fingered him.
"Faster.." he whined.
I nodded and slid another finger into him, thrusting them quickly. He gasped and his legs shook as he held onto my shoulders, trying to stand up.
"Stop.." he dug his nails into my shoulders, "I'm...oh!" he gasped and arched his back, cumming on my stomach.
"Tris.." I smiled at him, kissing him gently.
"Do you want to...you know..." he blushed.
"Have sex?" I raised an eyebrow.
He blushed deeper and nodded, burying his face into my chest, "I want it..." he reached down with his hand and grasped my cock, slowly moving it between his fist.
I groaned and considered screwing him right there...but thought it would be more intimate for him if we had a bed...not a cold, hard, shower floor.. I allowed him to keep playing with me, experimenting with what he should do.
"Am I doing this right?"
"However you think is right..." I smiled and thrust into his grasp as I felt myself nearing my peak. I began groaning his name over and over as he played with me. I leaned on the wall of the shower and closed my eyes, enjoying the motions. I blinked my eyes open to see that my brother was no longer standing, but down on his knees- about to take me into his mouth. I gasped at the immense heat, trying not to thrust into his mouth. He licked around and bobbed his head back and forth on my length a few times as he found a rhythm, "Tris..stop...I'll cum in- in...your..." I moaned loudly, seeing my brother wasn't pulling away from my cock. I wrapped my fingers in his hair, spilling myself into his moist cavern.
He pulled away quickly, some of the cum landing on his face and in his hair. He smiled and swallowed what I had 'given' him, "You taste good..." he whispered.
"Mm.." I sank to the floor, sighing, "did you know what you were doing?"
"Not really..." he crawled over and hugged me tightly, "but I liked it...did you?"
"Uh-huh.." I smiled, never having felt such an orgasm before, "we should...mm.. get up."
...Tristan's POV...
I smiled, standing up after making my brother feel good. That's what I wanted, to make my brother feel good...I loved him very much. I began getting very cold as I looked for something to dry myself off with, but wound up with nothing other than paper towels. I dried off as best as I could and slid into my dirty clothes, sad because I couldn't wear anything clean. Alex put on his dirty clothes as well and walked to the living room with me. There were some left over logs and a lighter, so we took our paper towels and lit a fire in the fireplace. It was warm and I was glad that I was there with Alex- glad that he could hold me and keep me safe.
"I'm dropping out of school..." Alex spoke up.
"Why?" I frowned.
"To get my GED, I hate school..." he poked at the fire.
"..."
"We're back!" Zack poked his head in the room with a smile on his face, "and with the mattress guys!"
Cody followed behind and pointed the way the men should go. They carried two beds up the steps and into the bedrooms. Cody dropped a pile of bags on the floor and pulled out some sheets for the beds and brand new comforters.
"I got some clothing..." Cody held up some things that were obviously for Alex, him, and Zack. He finally pulled out some smaller clothing and showed them to me, "they didn't have much, but I got you some pajamas and some jeans- they didn't have any small enough for you in the man's section, and none big enough in the boy's section.. but I thought these would fit?" he held up a set of woman's jeans.
I nodded and stood up, looking them over, "They'll fit me," I grabbed the pajamas and smiled at how fuzzy they were. It was a warm blue top that would come down almost to my knees, and a set of shorts that would come up to just above my knees. I removed my shirt and slid on the nightshirt, followed by the shorts.
"Comfy?" Zack smiled, picking me up.
I nodded and nuzzled into his neck, "I'm sorry..."
"For what?"
"I feel like it's my fault...we don't have anything anymore.."
"Tristan it is most certainly not your fault!" Cody walked over, "you don't make tornado's happen, they just do... Besides...you and Alex are all we care about..." he kissed the top of my head.
I shrugged and wiggled from Zack's arms so I could go sit in Alex's lap on the floor.
"Did you two order food?" Cody questioned.
"No..we forgot..." Alex laid us down, holding me from behind as we watched the fire crackle.
"How did you forget?" Zack picked up his phone and looked for something that delivered on the internet.
We half shrugged. I wasn't hungry anyway, just tired and ready to head off to bed. I felt Alex run his hand across my hip and rest it on my pants line, holding me closer. I could stay like that forever- if laying on my shoulder wasn't hurting me so badly.
"Lexi I gotta get up..." I wiggled from his arms and rubbed my shoulder and collarbone, "I can't lay on that...Ouch..."
"Sorry," he sat up with me and kissed my collarbone softly, "better?"
"Yeah.." I giggled.
"Tristan and I are gonna go to bed...is that okay?" Alex looked up to our brothers who were arguing over what to order. They didn't answer, so we got up and grabbed our sheets, comforter and the two pillows Cody had gotten for us.
Alex helped me make the bed and we crawled in together, smiling as we looked into each others eyes. He moved closer to me and positioned himself between my legs, kissing my neck as he did so. I could feel my heat pounding as he ground into my hips, causing me to become hard from excitement. I pulled at his pants, wanting that special part of him that only I had access to. He smiled and sat up, removing his shirt and pants, sitting fully nude before me. I lifted my hips as he hooked his fingers in my shorts, pulling them off. He began kissing my neck again, working up to my lips. Our tongues danced together as he ground himself against me.
"Tristan...can I?" he asked.
I responded with a nod, watching as he held two fingers up to my mouth. I was confused by what he was doing so I furrowed my brow.
"Suck on them...they need to be wet or when I finger you it wont feel good..."
I nodded and opened my mouth, sucking on his fingers. He watched and finally pulled them out of my mouth with a 'pop,' placing them at my entrance and sliding them into me like he did when we were in the shower. I heard myself let out a moan as he kept thrusting his fingers inside of me. He smiled and removed them.
"You're gonna have to do what you did in the shower...I don't have anything for lube..." he held his cock in his hand.
"Okay," my voice squeaked out. I took him into my mouth and bobbed up and down, wiggling my tongue around to make sure I made it wet enough.
"That's good Tris.. lay down and open your legs for me..."
I did as he said, feeling very vulnerable in my current position. He got between my legs again and I felt the head of his cock press against me. My first reaction was to clench, expecting pain. I didn't think he would fit anyway, he was so big...
"Relax baby...I'm here... I wont hurt you, I promise..." he kissed me and grasped my member, playing with it as he slid inside of me.
I screamed and dug my nails into his back, tears coming to my eyes, "You said you wouldn't hurt me!" I cried.
"It wont hurt for long, I'm sorry.." he played with my hair and tried to distract me, but that was hard to do when I had such a pain in my backside.
I couldn't stop crying from the pain, I wanted it to stop...he said it would, but I wanted it to stop now. He pulled back and thrust into me, causing me to scream again and bite his shoulder.
...Alex's POV...
I felt the tight heat of my brother as he squeezed around me. I tried to get him to relax but it was hard to do. He finally relaxed a bit, so I gave a slight thrust- testing him out. He screamed and bit me, causing me to wince. It was awkward- not how I pictured having sex for the first time. I pulled back again and slowly slid into him. He was finally calming down and I was enjoying the way he was whining as I slid in and out of him. He allowed me to keep moving, thrusting a bit faster and harder than before. I held his hips up, aiming for that one spot that I knew was inside of him. He screamed, but this time out of pure pleasure.
"Again!" he bucked his hips, finally feeling the full extent of pleasure.
"Tristan!" I held his hips, thrusting deeper to find his spot again. I found it again and kept slamming myself against it, causing him to thrash around wildly.
"More!" he begged.
I nodded and wrapped my arms under him, pulling him into a sitting position. He naturally began bouncing up and down in my lap, my cock thrusting deeply inside of him. He gasped my name over and over as he rode me. I kissed him deeply and grabbed his hips, pushing and pulling him against my hips.
"Like this..." I smiled.
"Mm..." he nodded and rode the way I showed him, grinding his cock against my stomach in the process, "I'm...almost..." he moaned loudly.
I nodded and groaned his name as he rode harder and faster. He was on the verge of an orgasm, screaming and gasping my name as my cock pounded in and out of him. I couldn't hold back anymore, feeling him getting tighter and tighter around me.
"Tris..cum...please cum..." I jerked his cock quickly, trying to bring him to his end.
"Ah! Alex!" he screamed and arched his back, cumming violently.
"Tristan!" I screamed at the same time, shooting my cum inside of him.
He relaxed and collapsed on top of me, whining as he did so, "My bottom hurts.."
"I'm sorry...but it felt good...right?" I rubbed his back and pulled the blankets over us.
"Really good..." he smiled and cuddled against me.
…Cody's POV...
I had just stopped arguing with Zack over what we should have for dinner when I heard a few loud screams from upstairs in our new apartment.
"Tri-" Zack was beginning to shout. I slapped my hand over his mouth and shushed him, "what if he's hurt?"
I shook my head and smiled, "He's far from hurting..." I walked up close to him and kissed his ear, nibbling on it slightly, "he's breaking in the new bed..." I whispered.
"Tristan...and, Alex?" he raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
"Yeah...I think we should..." I gently pushed him onto the floor in front of the fireplace.
"Naughty boy..."
I smirked, "What are you gonna do about it?"
"I might have to tie you up..."
"If you can catch me first..." I danced my way around the room and giggled, running while Zack chased me. He grabbed me by the hips and swung me into the air.
"Gotcha!"
"No!" I screamed and giggled, wiggling around. I felt a cold set of handcuffs slap onto my wrists as I tried to escape.
"You're under arrest."
"And what are my charges?"
"For being too sexy to stomach..." he pushed me against the wall and ground into my hips, "time for your punishment..." he pushed on my shoulders, my hands cuffed behind my back, dropping me to my knees.
Zack undid his pants, pulling his hardened member out and playing with my hair as he waited for me to take it into my mouth. I opened wide and took him in, sucking slowly. He groaned and his cock twitched in my mouth, causing me to moan. Zack thrust forward as I wiggled my tongue around on his length. I pulled away, a slight string of saliva hanging from my lips as I did so.
"You need further punishment..." he smiled, dropping to his knees in front of me.
"Yes, officer.." I nodded.
He shoved me over and removed my pants, wetting two of his fingers and sliding them into me. I gasped and moaned, bucking my hips to pull his fingers in deeper. He scissored me, causing me to moan louder. My moans drowned out the ones coming from Tristan, so I was sure his own drowned out mine.
Zack positioned himself, leaving his clothes on. He was still dressed in his uniform from work the previous day, and I was in nothing more than a white sweater now. He thrust into me, causing us both to gasp. I tried to sit up, but the handcuffs were preventing me from doing much at all. I wiggled and moaned as he thrust deeper, holding my hips up as he did so. He moved faster, ramming into my prostate, causing me to scream his name loudly. Zack groaned and bent down, kissing me softly.
"I love you..." he whispered, grinding his hips against me, keeping himself inside of my body.
"Mm..I … you... ah..." I bit my lip, feeling heat rise to my groin.
Zack smiled and thrust harder, causing me to reach my end, screaming and moaning his name as I did so. Zack groaned and thrust a final time, cumming inside of me. He slowed down and finally pulled out, sitting beside me with a loud sigh. I cleared my throat, wishing to have the handcuffs removed.
"Sorry.." he laughed and undid them, setting me free.
"Zacky.." I crawled into his lap, kissing him, "my Zacky..."
"My Cody.."
I looked at the fire that was slowly dying, I didn't want to leave it going all night, so I figured it would be best to let it die now.