Shattered: A Pre-Post Mortem Faerytale
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
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1,263
Reviews:
2
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
08 Part 6
PART 6
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Justin whispered, wiping his tears. Brandon shook his head, sobbing quietly. “Brandon, look at me. Look at me.” He looked into Justin’s eyes. “Kiss me.”
“Justin-“
“Kiss me, baby bro. Just do it.”
Brandon gently, innocently, brushed his lips across Justin’s, and then Justin had him in his arms and was devouring his mouth in ravenous kisses, sucking the breath from Brandon’s body as Brandon crushed himself against Justin, rubbing against his older brother’s burning hot body.
“Justin, Justin, please, please…..”
Justin could feel how hard Brandon was, and how much he trembled. Justin kissed Brandon’s chin, his cheeks, his eyelids, his nose, and unzipped his brother’s pants and yanked them and his boxers down over his hips.
“You want peace, Baby?” Justin whispered, and began to suck gently on Brandon’s pulse. The younger boy nodded desperately. Justin could taste his brother’s tears on his skin. “All right, then, baby,” Justin murmured, and pushed Brandon onto his back, bent his head, and gently licked the head of his brother’s cock once, lovingly, tenderly, wickedly, and Brandon whispered, “Yes…..”
"Oh, Justin! Justin!"
Justin licked the thick, pulsing vein on the underside of Brandon's cock, and Brandon gasped and jerked his hips. Justin smiled, and took the soft head of his little brother's cock into his mouth and began to drag his teeth gently across the soft flesh before sliding his mouth over and down the thick shaft, sucking and stroking, his mouth hot and wet around Brandon's cock.
"Justin... please, Justin..."
"It's all right, baby," Justin whispers, and begins to stroke him up and down and up again, before taking him into the curve of his throat and working his mouth around him so that Brandon's crying out, "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Oh, Justin! Uhn!"
And Brandon's writhing and bucking his hips and trying to fuck Justin's mouth and Justin's grinning and laughing so that his throat vibrates around his brother's dick so that Brandon's gasping and coming hard in his brother's mouth, coming hard down Justin's throat, and Justin swallows him all up, the pleasure white and sweet and the pain and the grief for just a moment, and Brandon is blissfully blank and empty and at peace for the first time since his true love's death.
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no, we're not over yet. So many people to kill, so little time. So much sex to enjoy, so many drugs to take, so many plots to uncover, so many things to do...
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Justin whispered, wiping his tears. Brandon shook his head, sobbing quietly. “Brandon, look at me. Look at me.” He looked into Justin’s eyes. “Kiss me.”
“Justin-“
“Kiss me, baby bro. Just do it.”
Brandon gently, innocently, brushed his lips across Justin’s, and then Justin had him in his arms and was devouring his mouth in ravenous kisses, sucking the breath from Brandon’s body as Brandon crushed himself against Justin, rubbing against his older brother’s burning hot body.
“Justin, Justin, please, please…..”
Justin could feel how hard Brandon was, and how much he trembled. Justin kissed Brandon’s chin, his cheeks, his eyelids, his nose, and unzipped his brother’s pants and yanked them and his boxers down over his hips.
“You want peace, Baby?” Justin whispered, and began to suck gently on Brandon’s pulse. The younger boy nodded desperately. Justin could taste his brother’s tears on his skin. “All right, then, baby,” Justin murmured, and pushed Brandon onto his back, bent his head, and gently licked the head of his brother’s cock once, lovingly, tenderly, wickedly, and Brandon whispered, “Yes…..”
"Oh, Justin! Justin!"
Justin licked the thick, pulsing vein on the underside of Brandon's cock, and Brandon gasped and jerked his hips. Justin smiled, and took the soft head of his little brother's cock into his mouth and began to drag his teeth gently across the soft flesh before sliding his mouth over and down the thick shaft, sucking and stroking, his mouth hot and wet around Brandon's cock.
"Justin... please, Justin..."
"It's all right, baby," Justin whispers, and begins to stroke him up and down and up again, before taking him into the curve of his throat and working his mouth around him so that Brandon's crying out, "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Oh, Justin! Uhn!"
And Brandon's writhing and bucking his hips and trying to fuck Justin's mouth and Justin's grinning and laughing so that his throat vibrates around his brother's dick so that Brandon's gasping and coming hard in his brother's mouth, coming hard down Justin's throat, and Justin swallows him all up, the pleasure white and sweet and the pain and the grief for just a moment, and Brandon is blissfully blank and empty and at peace for the first time since his true love's death.
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no, we're not over yet. So many people to kill, so little time. So much sex to enjoy, so many drugs to take, so many plots to uncover, so many things to do...