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When he was finally parked in front of his hotel he sat for several minutes, head against the wheel, and pondered what he was supposed to do. Try to ignore the sick feelings for one. Out of the car he went, feet dragging to the main hall, and then to the elevator. This small traveling box with its plain walls made him bite his lip. His brother was in a small plain room. Trapped. Was he scared? What had happened? In his hotel room and slung the file down onto the table, not caring for it as he went to the bed and flopped down on it. To hell with his shoes. He didn't care enough to even remove those. It felt like a slow madness in his head as he rolled onto his back. Suddenly he gasped and arched. Alfred had been laying like this for those men.
"Shhh. That's it. Just loosen up for me. Accept me." Arthur shuddered over Alfred, his face drawn tight from the sensations around his prick, and he shut his own eyes.
Francis sat against the headboard, Alfred's head against him, and the blonde held he arms down. Alfred was crying from how tight he was. There hadn't been enough lube. Had there been lube? He wasn't sure any more. Arthur was already thrusting about, talking to him, and Alfred wasn't able to understand anymore. His head turned to the side and he gave a sound of surprise. One of his arms had been let go as Francis undid his pants and freed his own erection. Foreskin. Just like Arthur. The moistened tip rubbed against his face and he shuddered. There was an odd smell that came with it; like built up sweat in creases of the body. Francis rolled the skin back from the head, the plump thing catching it and holding it back. Alfred wanted to protest, but cried out instead. Arthur had slammed in.
Francis had forced his way into the mouth. Alfred's eyes ran with tears, but despite the burning pain in his ass there was a separate burning. A warmth spreading through him that wouldn't stop. He gave a whimper as his head jarred forward, taking more of Francis in, and he relaxed his tongue to let it slide back without choking him.
"That's it, my dear. Arthur, this boy is perfect for my needs. He loves so openly." Francis murmured as he watched in fascination as his length disappeared into the bruising mouth.
"You aren't even here… He's sucking me in." Arthur's words wavered as he trembled, sweat collected in his brows as he worked his way into Alfred's innards, and he found himself curious. One hand remained on the pudgy hip while the other wandered. Alfred's startled sound was well worth it and he himself moaned when the rectal walls clamped down. They squeezed with the strokes he gave the boy's erection and made his swollen muscle ache.
I'm choking, choking, choking, God! GOD! Stop stop stop I don't, he doesn't, we don't want this!
Matthew thrashed on the bed, fighting air as he felt his body unwind suddenly, and his face felt hot. He had released. Just as his brother had in that moment. Francis gave a shuddering moan and grabbed the short blonde hair, fists balling, and his teeth grit as he pumped himself into the mouth. His seed came in short bursts and rushed down Alfred's throat. He gagged and whined, trying to flee, but where would he go? Arthur withdrew and took off the condom. His hand jerked his member until it all rushed along the length, spraying across the boy's body, and both men watched as I slid along the creases through Alfred's skin. The wrinkles in his pudge were making channels for the semen to rush.
The room was nothing but panting. Loud panting in their ears. In Matthew's ears. He rushed and went to the bathroom. Water running he removed his damnable shoes, filthy clothes, and stood in the show. Hands slammed against the wall under the showerhead and a sound left his throat. Like the quite whine of a newborn. It built up until suddenly broke into a terrible wail. His brother. His brother… Years and years they had never really been separated. It had been said that twins have an unnatural sense of each other and these two knew it. Why hadn't he sensed all of this when it happened? Why hadn't Alfred spoke? It took until this point for the younger brother to seek out his twin's thoughts.
Matthew had somehow sunk down the wall and sat in the center of the shower, water rushing him, and his knees were drawn up to his chest. Sobbing and sobbing. Rocking back and forth. Yet this wasn't going to fix it. No.
He was angry now as he left the shower, towel wrapped about him, and he went to his suitcase. As he gathered clothes he thought of what had happened so far. His brother had started school. He and Arthur had become good friends and well into the semester Arthur took him to a party. Somehow Francis put a drug into that drink. A drug strong enough to affect someone of Alfred's weight. For a moment Matthew smiled and tried not to laugh at the little jab at his twin's size. It wasn't fair on him right now. What next? What fucking next?
Fully dressed he went to his table and gathered the file into his arms. Things spread out across the bed he studied them.
"Francis Bonnefoy- Missing. Arthur Kirkland- Dead. Multiple stab wounds. Didn't die immediately. Jesus, that's not Alfred."
His tender-hearted brother. His clean and good brother who wouldn't even smoke a joint. What did these men do to him to drive him to this?
Author's note: Hello again. So I'm sorry that this one is mostly smut. I didn't want to break it up into chapters and the building plot right in the middle. Honestly I haven't written sex except for RPs with my fiancé. Thanks for reading! See you in the next sequence!
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