Nicholas flinches and clenches the sheets as his brother’s fingers push inside him

Nicholas flinches and clenches the sheets as his brother’s fingers push inside him.

“Sk… Skylar!”

“I’m sorry!” The older twin says, brushing a strand of pale two-toned hair out of his lover’s face. “Did I hurt you?”

“No… Keep going.”

“Okay…” He kisses Nicholas’s eyelids. It is only a small distraction to keep his twin’s mind off of the inevitable pain that would soon follow… he hated it when his brother was in pain. It made him feel like a bad guy.

“Um… are you…” He begins.

“Yes…” the words are shaky, nervous.

“Okay…”

This was only the second time they had ever had sex. It had been a while since the first time… it had been awkward and clumsy, inexperienced, and afterwards they had avoided each other like the plague for two whole weeks. Fortunately, they soon came to realize that they couldn’t continue this way. They needed each other, and that was not going to change.

So they decided to try again. They had learned from their mistakes.

A tiny nip on Nico’s neck sends shivers down his spine.

Sky’s palms travel up his bare legs and push apart his thighs. He intakes sharply as his twin presses inside him, the pain of penetration mixed with an exhilarating pleasure.

Skylar groans at the feeling of heat that engulfs him, the tightness of his brother’s body threatening to drive him crazy. He grinds his hips slowly, delighting at the small gasp that escapes from his younger half’s lips.

“Ah… ah… Skylar…”

He shudders at the sound. Nicholas had the most beautiful voice… especially when he was moaning his name.

It was like music… no. It was more like a drug, an intoxicating substance that left him breathless and weak with no will of his own. It was all he could do to keep himself from pounding into his brother’s warm body, thrusting in and out, in and out until he was left screaming.

Nicholas bucks upwards; he wants more contact, more pleasure, more of Skylar inside of him.

Skylar moans and starts to move faster and harder, pushing himself down and grinding his hips and forcing little screams of pleasure out of his twin’s mouth.

The friction is driving him closer and closer to the edge and he can’t stop himself from going even faster, faster, faster, faster.

Nicholas lets out a groan as Skylar reaches down between them to grip his aching arousal. The hand moves up and down, up and down and then a finger lightly grazes against that oh-so-sensitive vein and Nicholas is left writhing on the bed as his fists tangle themselves in to the sheets. His body is swamped with sensations and he can barely move…

And then a shift of movement causes Skylar to hit that one spot… that one, single, delightful spot that makes Nicholas cry out Skylar’s name as he finally cums, his body trembling from excitement and pleasure and the feeling of relief.

One last thrust and Skylar’s gone too… Nicholas’s orgasm caused his muscles to tighten around him and the pressure was too damn much to ignore. He groans… it is a low, guttural groan so different from the ones that Nicholas made.

They collapse on the bed, too tired to separate from each other. They lay like that for a minute at the least before Nicholas speaks up.

“Mom and Dad… they’ll be home soon.”

“Yeah…”

“We should… clean up.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t want to move.”

Skylar laughs. “I don’t blame you.”

“You clean up.”

“Seriously?” He raises an eyebrow. “Do you not remember what happened last time? I nearly broke all the dishes in mom’s china cabinet.”

“Oh… I did forget about that.” He moves to sit up, and he winces.

“Crap! Are you okay? Did I—”

His words are interrupted by a kiss and a smack on the head.

“I’m fine.” Nicholas answers, a little irritated. He wipes a bead of sweat off of his brow. “Stick the sheets in the laundry room. If Mom asks… tell her you were a little too happy last night. I’m taking a shower.” He moves to the old cedar dresser and starts to rummage through the top drawer.

“Nico…” Skylar wraps his arms around him. “I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He blushes. “I… love you too.” And for once he doesn’t shrug off his brother’s arms.

He wanted to stay like this just a little bit longer.