Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love

Emerald Princess of Vernea

NOTE: The two characters in this story are from my novel ‘Dark Hearts’ which can be found on fictionpress. This hentai fic was written under request by my good friend ShadowYami for her birthday, who is obsessed with twincest. So blame her for this fic if you don’t like it. I just did as I was asked.

The door opened and Oros stormed out of the torture chamber, letting the old metalwork slam against the stony wall. He completely ignored Peridot, who was standing almost meekly in a small recess in the wall, which had broken off during previous struggles to escape the torture chamber, usually by him in a fearful desperation. Peridot knew all too well the horrors that lay inside the chamber.

Except this time it wasn’t Peridot screaming inside the chamber. This time it was his twin brother, elder by only a couple of minutes, being subjected to the horrors of the chamber. Subjected to the cutting chains that dug into the wrists until they bled, the painful spikes inside preventing any form of struggle. Although it was hard not to struggle when the prisoner was being whipped by a long, ten-rope whip where the ends were tipped with painful dark electric sparks that bit into the skin and made them shudder, allowing the spikes to do their work and cut into the skin until blood trickled down the body.

Peridot said nothing and did nothing as Oros walked past, refusing even to look up and meet his gaze in case he decided to punish Peridot as well, just for the sake of punishing them. Peridot could feel the faint twinges of his brother’s pain, burning on the scars of previous wounds inflicted on him. Of course Peridot had been punished many times before, and despite feeling sorry for his brother, he couldn’t help but feel a faint feeling of smug satisfaction.

Even so, his anxiety increased once Oros was out of sight and the torture room chamber opened again. His brother was standing weakly in the doorway, one arm against the frame to support him. A dozen small red spots bled on his wrists, the trail of blood all the way up his arms and down his chest. There were similar spots around his neck; clearly Oros had increased the punishment with the neck chain with spikes. His shirt was almost completely torn off.

Peridot made to run forward and help his brother, but a wave of darkness and anger emanating from his brother’s soul to his made him stop in fear.

“A-Are you all right, Topaz?” Peridot asked. His voice sounded small and pathetic, just as Topaz liked.

Topaz snapped his head up and glared at Peridot. His brown eyes, usually filled with the sadistic glare of powerful darkness, were glaring back at him angry and making Peridot shrink back into his little recess. Topaz was by far much stronger than Peridot, with the greatest dark power than any Vessel in the history of Nardlak.

“Am I all right?” Topaz repeated, like he couldn’t believe his ears. He almost laughed, his entire body shaking with the sadistic fury that was rising in him. He swallowed the laugh and looked up at Peridot blankly for a second, before he suddenly bellowed angrily and slammed his fist against the wall, making part of the rock break away. “AM I ALL RIGHT!?” he said again.

He walked forward, moving so swiftly that Peridot didn’t have the time to move as his brother walked right up to him and pressed him back against the wall, making Peridot feel very enclosed and cut off with no route of escape. He was always wary when Topaz got this close. Topaz was always punishing him, beating him up and dragging him by his hair, usually for no reason other than he felt like it.

“Topaz, I - !?”

He could say no more because Topaz suddenly reached out and grabbed Peridot by his throat, pushing the appropriate places to stop Peridot from breathing and talking.

“It’s because of YOU that I had to go through that,” Topaz raged. There was a furious anger in his eyes that Peridot had never seen before. He was really, really angry. “Because YOU grassed on me, you little shit!”

“I-I’m sorry,” Peridot stammered, his voice coarse from having Topaz’s hand still gripping his neck. “But, you shouldn’t have killed that Prince. You weren’t given any orders.”

Before he could say anymore, Topaz quickly moved in closer so that Peridot really was pressed against the wall, their bodies close together. Peridot caught the familiar feeling of hatred welling in his brother, with the sadistic glint in his eye that meant he was planning something awful.

Peridot soon found out what it was. A firm grip closed itself around his thigh and squeezed the leather tightly. Peridot dared a quick glance downward and saw that it was Topaz’s hand, and he was very slowly riding it up towards his groin. He looked back up into his brother’s eyes and swallowed nervously, truly afraid.

“I’m going to have to teach you a lesson,” Topaz said. He moved his head in close to Peridot’s, and whispered softly in his ear, “one that you will never forget.”

With his first hand still gripping Peridot’s thigh Topaz used his other hand to grab Peridot’s hair and lift his head up, forcing his lips against Peridot’s own quivering lips. Peridot froze in an instant and pursed his mouth shut as his brother pressed himself against him, so very close…

Sharp tugs on his hair made Peridot gasp and open his mouth, just enough for Topaz to force his tongue in and massage it against his brother’s. Peridot closed his eyes as tears filled them, wishing that his brother would stop. He tried to sputter throughout the forced kiss that he was sorry and would never grass on him again, but every time he tried to speak more tugs on his hair made him silence. All he could do was grip onto his brother’s bare, bleeding arms and pray it would all be over soon.

Topaz was far from finished though. While continuing to kiss his brother he moved his hand up and gripped onto Peridot’s groin. Peridot gasped at the hot wave flushed through him, disgusted in the reaction. He tried to struggle as Topaz began to unbuckle his belt and pulled it clear, but Topaz was stronger. Much, much stronger. He could do nothing as Topaz literally tore the button off his pants and began to yank them down a little, exposing the already hardening member that was making Peridot so disgusted in him and his brother.

Ending the kiss for a moment, Peridot tried to reason with his brother.

“Topaz!” he said. “Please, don’t do this! I’m sorry! I won’t ever – ”

A harsh slap across the face made Peridot shut up instantly, the pain of his brother’s hand searing against his skin. A quick gasp of pain resulted in yet another slap across his face, and Peridot’s head connected hard with the edge of the recess he was cornered into. Dizzy and no doubt concussed slightly Peridot staggered and fell a little, right against the wall.

In his dazed state he barely noticed that Topaz was also undoing his own belt. Instead of throwing it to the floor as he did with Peridot’s, Topaz simply grabbed both of Peridot’s hands and held them together as he tied the belt around them like a chain, and tightened it up so the blood nearly stopped.

Peridot was only just beginning to recover as Topaz yanked him forward, the end of his belt acting as a rope, and Peridot staggered forward and onto the floor. Topaz didn’t even wait as he began to drag Peridot forcefully, yanking the belt each time his younger brother began to stand. He dragged him all the way towards the torture chamber and shut the door behind him.

He released his brother, letting him fall to the floor while he locked and bolted the torture room door so neither of them could escape. When he was done he turned back to his brother with a merciless grin on his psychotic face and headed back towards him.

While Peridot was still dazed, Topaz untied the laces of his brother’s boots and yanked them off, followed quickly by his pants, leaving Peridot exposed on the floor apart from his shirt. Not that that bothered Topaz – he just ripped it off and left his brother naked. Peridot looked down at his clothes lying in a heap, before looking up at his brother, who was also beginning to undo his own trousers.

Realising that his brother really was going to go through with this ‘punishment’, Peridot quickly climbed to his feet and staggered pathetically towards the door, even though he knew that it was locked. Topaz was by him in a second, grabbing him round his waist and turning him harshly around the wait and forcing him around, giving him a hard, uncaring shove towards one of the torture devices. He ignored all Peridot’s attempts to struggle as he took hold of the belt tying Peridot’s arms and looped it through a ring embedded in the wall, making Peridot unable to lower his arms or run away, his back against the edge of a stone table.

“Please!” Peridot said pathetically, knowing his plea was in vain. Topaz was never one to listen to reason or pleas. They were signs of weakness in his eyes, and weakness had to be extinguished. Even if it was in his own brother.

Topaz leaned in and kissed his brother forcefully again, before he grabbed Peridot by his thighs and lifted him up onto the table, moving him back so slightly so that his brother’s entrance was close to his own hardened member. Once he was secure Topaz bit down on his brother’s lip until he tasted the sweet flavour of blood, and sucked it up so that it ran down his brother’s chin and onto his neck. A few drops of blood dripped onto Peridot’s neck, and Topaz moved down and licked it up deliciously.

He didn’t stop there. He moved his head lower and onto Peridot’s chest, trailing him with surprisingly soft kisses, at least until he got to his nipples. The moment his lips touched his brother’s nervously hard nipples he bit down harshly, making his brother cry out in pain. He thrashed a little, but Topaz merely gripped his waist and dug his fingers hard into Peridot’s waist, making him shudder and fall still. Even so he couldn’t stop Peridot’s terrified shivering.

Without any warning Topaz grabbed Peridot’s thighs and forced them apart, pulling down the front of his own trousers and pressing his own arousal against Peridot’s. The contact made his brother gasp and squeeze his eyes shut, shaking his head repeatedly back and forth and whispering ‘no, no, no’ over and over. Topaz simply smiled and leaned in close, pulling his brother’s head close to his own.

“I’ll make you come like you’ve never done before,” he said.

Topaz then seized Peridot’s thighs and lifted him up, forcing his arousal through Peridot’s entrance. Peridot cried out in agony as he felt his brother’s hard arousal forcing into him, sending waves of pain rising through him. Topaz merely laughed and thrust himself deeper into his brother, his arousal growing with each painful gasp from his brother.

It wasn’t long before blood began to seep out of Peridot’s entrance, his prostrate torn from the inside by his brother’s forceful movements. He could hardly move with the belt around his wrists, and no matter how much he begged and pleaded, Topaz just would not stop. Along with his tearful cries came Topaz’s own cries of pleasure, his head buried in his brother’s shoulder as he thrust pleasurably, and glad to feel the blood against his skin.

It went on and on and Topaz’s pleasure grew and grew. Although he was aware of the growing blood around his own thighs from Peridot’s hidden wounds he didn’t stop, his own desire for satisfaction, both sexual and masochistic, controlling him.

Peridot could only wince and cry as the pain shot through him like lightning, the pain from his brother’s thrusting too much to bear that he could hardly even scream, his cries coming out in choked, pathetic sobs. Yet with that pain came the dull ache of pleasure from his arousal, something he cursed and cried at with each breath. How could he be feeling any sort of pleasure when he was being torn from the inside, and blood was pouring from his prostrate and his lip.

No matter how much he tried he couldn’t stop that pleasure from rising, and the more it rose the harder he tried until he it almost drowned out the pain. In a desperate urge to control his pleasured shudders he wrapped his legs around Topaz’s waist, clutching on more tightly with each shudder. He felt Topaz’s soft lips against his nipple, sucking at it to increase the bliss. Beads of sweat were trailing down his chest from the heated feeling of an oncoming orgasm, but Topaz merely licked them up and continued to suck and thrust at him, despite the pain.

Eventually that crucial moment came and Peridot felt his entire body convulse as a swift upsurge of pure ecstasy washed through his body, making all the pain he had felt before evaporate. His arousal throbbed and then released, sending the sweet contents all over himself and his brother, particularly on his brother. Now the wounds didn’t even matter, and he could hardly feel their pain anymore. Now, he could only feel the sweet ecstasy of orgasm. In response to those pleasurable feelings he groaned loudly, the sound seeming to satisfy Topaz’s last need for himself to orgasm.

In fact Topaz came just seconds later, burying his head in his brother’s shoulder and looping his arms firmly around his brother’s waist. He came instantly, releasing his own seed into his younger twin and moaning in pure rapture. Inside his brother his own seed merged with Peridot’s blood. But Topaz wasn’t tired. He wanted much more from his brother than a simple sexual liaison. If he was ever going to completely destroy his brother, he had to make him come again and again until there was nothing left.

So he pulled himself out of his brother, ignoring the gasp of pain that came from the wounds as the pleasure began to die down a little. Before the pain could go completely he undid the belt tying Peridot’s arms and pulled him off the table, letting him fall against his chest. He lifted up Peridot’s head and saw that his younger brother was teary-eyed, but had a faint, bliss-filled smile. He kissed his brother fully on the lips, and grinned to himself as he felt what he wanted – his brother’s arms looping around his shoulders and his tongue return the massage, returning the kiss. His brother was his now.

He carefully laid his brother on the cold, harsh floor of the chamber, which was rough to the touch with age. He grabbed a knife from a nearby table – a shiny, freshly sharpened dagger. Peridot looked up almost weakly as he watched Topaz lick the edge of the blade, feeling the cold metal. Once done softening the metal slightly, Topaz held the blade down and placed the tip upon Peridot’s throat, feeling the gentle pulse of his veins.

He slowly began to ride the blade down Peridot’s front, especially over his chest, which was still heaving and gasping from the previous orgasm. He trickled the blade over Peridot’s stomach, letting the sharp blade dig into his belly button and across the soft, sensitive skin of his stomach. The touch was so light that Peridot began to shiver again, but knew he couldn’t afford to in case the blade pierced his skin.

Further down the blade reached his groin, and Topaz began to ride the blade up and down Peridot’s penis. Topaz flicked his wrist and the blade flashed, followed by a sharp, painful cry from Peridot. Blood began to trickle slowly across Peridot’s waist and stomach, coming from a quick cut close to his groin. Topaz lowered the blade for a moment and licked up the blood along with Peridot’s seed, letting it fill his mouth before swallowing. The sperm was nice, but the blood was even sweeter.

He cut Peridot a few more times, until at least five light cuts covered his chest and more blood dribbled across his skin. Peridot hardly moved, his arms above his head as though they were still tied up, those feelings of arousal slowly coming back as he felt Topaz’s tongue across him, licking up all the blood from the wounds. Within a minute his arousal had returned, but Topaz was ignoring that for the moment, preferring to torment Peridot with continued pain and soft touch.

As blood oozed out of a fresh cut across Peridot’s chest, Topaz caught the blood up on the blade and held it above Peridot’s open mouth, letting the blood drip into it. Peridot felt the warmth of the blood, his blood, and then the coldness of the blade as Topaz dipped it in, pushing it deeper and deeper until Peridot nearly choked on it, until the tip touched the back of his throat. Before Peridot could choke he withdrew it, and ran the fresh wetness across his face. He then put his head back down against Peridot’s chest, sucking his bleeding nipple once more.

With his fresh arousal becoming too much to endure, Peridot finally did what Topaz was waiting for. He brought his arms down and pressed them against his brother’s head, ruffling his hands through Topaz’s hair. His need for attention further down made him begin to push Topaz’s head further down towards the craving area, completely forgetting about his resistance and attempts to escape earlier. Now he had his own desires to fulfil.

But Topaz wasn’t ready to give Peridot that satisfaction just yet. Even as Peridot pushed Topaz’s head towards his stimulated groin, Topaz didn’t pay any attention to it. Instead he lightly licked around the inner part of Peridot’s thighs and the cum that lay around there. He had pretty much stopped bleeding inside now.

“Goddammit…” Topaz heard Peridot gasp above him. “Suck it already… Please…”

Topaz felt his brother’s grip on his hair tighten, his desire for more sexual satisfaction growing out of control. Topaz grinned and took hold of Peridot’s hands, pulling them away from his hair as he slid back up to his brother’s face, looking into his desperate face – a face desperate for an orgasm.

“I thought you didn’t want this,” he said with a malicious smirk. His brother was panting desperately, with tears beginning to roll down his face. Peridot knew that it was all wrong and he should still be resisting his brother, but he couldn’t help the desire. “Say it,” Topaz said to him. Peridot hesitated, and Topaz leaned in closer. “Say it, and I’ll do it.”

Peridot breathed a little more, before he finally looked up into his brother’s eyes. “Fuck me,” he breathed. “Now.”

That seemed to suit Topaz, and he let Peridot push him back down to his groin and towards his arousal. With the blade still in his hand he closed his lips firmly around Peridot’s firm erection, feeling the instant shiver of pleasure that Peridot was so desperately begging for.

The reaction was instantaneous, probably because Topaz had delayed it for so long to drive Peridot mad. Peridot arced his back up and pressed down with his feet, forcing his arousal further into Topaz’s mouth and felt his tongue loll around the tip. He could feel Topaz’s hand gripping his thigh, lifting it up so that his leg rested on Topaz’s bare back. He did the same with the other leg, so Topaz’s head was locked in until Peridot’s needs were satisfied.

And Topaz was doing a good job at doing that. At first he continued to play with Peridot’s mind a little, keeping his touch soft and gentle until Peridot’s desire drove him to force Topaz’s head deeper to give him more attention. A soft lick here and there made Peridot shiver and shake, his hands still against Topaz’s head so he couldn’t move away, unaware that this desire was exactly what Topaz wanted to awaken in him.

After a few painful minutes of playful torment, Topaz finally began to up his pace and increase the pressure around Peridot’s arousal, finally fulfilling the level of pleasure that Peridot wanted. He stopped his soft licking and sucked firmly, the instant groans from his brother indicating that he was doing exactly what he was supposed to do. Pre-cum was filling Topaz’s mouth and he swallowed it gladly, allowing his tongue to flick under the foreskin to the most sensitive area that made Peridot shudder so violently that he almost tore hair from Topaz’s head.

Another shudder followed by a piercing cry of the highest ecstasy signalled Peridot’s second orgasm, and more sweet seed entered Topaz’s mouth. He swallowed most of it, but kept enough in his mouth as he pulled away, licking away the last remnants as Peridot’s arousal began to relax and the boy’s grip softened, satisfied.

Topaz moved up back up and sat astride his brother, looking into his brother’s reddened face, his hair soaked with sweat, and leaned over to kiss him in his panting mouth. During the kiss he transferred the sperm he’d kept in his mouth into his brother, making his brother swallow his own seed as they kissed. Topaz dropped the knife as he caressed his brother’s shivering face, feeling his soaked hair.

Sliding slowly off his brother, Topaz slowly pulled him upright, pulling him close in a tight embrace. He had pleasured Peridot twice now… now it was his turn.

Giving Peridot one final kiss, he pulled off his trousers and knelt before his brother. He pushed his brother’s head down just as he did, towards his own heated arousal. He could feel Peridot’s weak resistance, but he was too worn out now and couldn’t fight back if he tried, and so had no choice but to close his own lips around Topaz’s arousal and suck.

Topaz kept his hands against the back of Peridot’s head, hardly even letting the younger twin have room to breathe as he sucked, demanding the same attention as he had to give Peridot. He could hear Peridot sobbing a little as he sucked on his older brother, but that didn’t make Topaz soften any and he just pushed down harder, forcing him to continue with the oral and the growing pleasure.

He pulled Peridot’s head away just before he came, letting the seed fall upon his brother’s face. The sperm ran slowly down Peridot’s face, and Peridot could hear his brother’s pleasured moans above him. Topaz finally relaxed his grip on Peridot’s hair and released him.

Peridot put a hand to his face and felt the sperm covering him, on his skin and inside his mouth. Even has pulled his hand away the sperm covered his fingers. His brother’s sperm.

He didn’t have time to contemplate this, for Topaz’s hands suddenly cupped under his chin and lifted his head up until he was level with Topaz’s eyes. Topaz’s brown eyes had softened now, completely satisfied. He kissed Peridot, and Peridot could only kiss him back, swallowing the remains of Topaz’s seed before he did so. He didn’t want to fully share that new sexual connection with his brother. Even as his brother pulled away and stood up, putting his trousers back on.

“I hate you,” he said.

Topaz looked at him for a moment, before he grinned slowly. “You loved every moment,” he replied simply.

Peridot flinched, knowing the words were true. Now he realised just what Topaz had tried to do – what he had done. The bitter taste was still in his mouth and across his face, but he couldn’t fight the satisfied feeling that filled him. A feeling his brother, his own twin, had given him.

Topaz finished buttoning up his trousers and knelt before his brother again, taking his head in his hands and pulling him close as though to kiss him. But before their lips connected, he lowered his voice to a whisper.

“You truly are a weakling,” he whispered. “And useless at sex.”

With that he turned and left the torture chamber, unlocking the door and leaving it barely ajar in his wake. He also left Peridot behind, leaving him to cry alone in the abandoned torture chamber, blood falling down his cut and bruised skin, his clothes in a tangled heap beside him, completely alone and abandoned.