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Calum could list at least ten other things he'd rather be doing than sitting in an empty apartment of his traitor twin brother waiting for his before mentioned sibling to come back home so they can figure out how they are going to convince their mother they are no longer hating each other's guts.
If Calum had any say in the matter at all he would just happily pretend his bastard of the twin brother did not exist for the next forever. Sadly his lovely sister Mali had different plans and decided to get married, causing their mother to force her precious twin boys to burry the hatred for each other so that everyone could enjoy the wedding without any unnecessary drama.
It's been three hours and Calum has already taken a shower, a nap and sniffed through his brother's bedroom, finding absolutely nothing of interest besides half empty tube of lube and almost empty box of condoms. He couldn't find a single trace of Thomas' private life besides the photo of Mali and Thomas on her graduation day. Calum has the exact same photo stashed at the bottom of his sock drawer back at his own apartment except his is slightly different. Instead of square shape it is rectangle and displaying the full picture. Thomas on the left, Mali in the middle and Calum on the right.
Calum huffs in annoyance, tipping the picture frame until it crashes face down on the bedside table, and throws himself back on the comfy sheets. He is just about to call Ashton and ask him how the training went this morning and if the coach is still pissed off with him when he hears the front door open.
Fucking finally. Calum thinks as he sits himself further up on the bed, his bare back resting against the headboard as he spreads his legs wide. Thomas always hated it when Calum used to do that as a kid.
"Babe, I have exactly twenty minutes before I have to leave for my afternoon class." A boy who is most definitely not Calum's identical twin brother comes crashing through the bedroom door. He is throwing his white shirt carelessly on the floor and exposing his pale chest and soft tummy to Calum. He is quickly working on his jeans next, unbuttoning and pushing them down his thighs before he is stepping out of them and crawling up the bed and into Calum's lap.
"Hi, missed you." The gorgeous blond smiles sweetly at Calum who doesn't even have time to object before soft pink lips are kissing him.
Calum automatically kisses back, weak for pretty boys sitting on his lap, his hands gently caressing blond boy's hips before he is slowly sliding them on blond's lower back. He is waiting for the fingers to bump against the elastic band of boxer briefs but instead of that he feels his pads brush against the lacy trim of what his further inspection reveals is a thong. He pulls back from the skilled soft lips, chuckling at the needy whine of the other boy, so he can confirm what he already knows.
"You are wearing panties." Calum states as he is now tracing the waist of baby blue thong, his thumbs pressing softly on the little white bow sitting just under the boy's belly.
"Yeah. Thought it might help speed things a bit. Get you harder quicker." The boy says lovingly. He is now gently cupping Calum's jaw and Calum whimpers at the adoring look the blond gives him. "It's ok babe. We all have issues sometimes." The blue eyed Angel says before he is gently kissing Calum again.
Calum is so overwhelmed he can't do much else but let the boy on top of him take the charge again. He automatically tilts his head to the left to give the blond more skin to kiss and lick on whilst he is trying to process all the information he is receiving.
Apparently his brother fucks boys now. His mother didn't tell him that Thomas was seeing someone, a boy, so Calum is quite sure that Thomas didn't tell anyone about the pretty white twink that is currently butchering Calum's neck and collarbones. Also, Thomas having issues getting it up is definitely something Calum plans on using in the future.
Calum lets his hands rest on the back of boy's strong thighs, hoisting him further up his lap until their dicks are rubbing against each other through the damp material. Finally, he lets his hands slide up the full globes, moaning at the feeling of ripe flesh spilling over his fingers.
"Wow, that was quick." The Blond says impressed as he grabs for Calum's dick which is fully hard and leaving nasty wet spot on the front of his grey boxers.
"You got me so hard baby. Your big ass and small panties." Calum offers in reply, squeezing the fat globes to emphasise his words.
"Yeah? You like them?" The blond asks, giving him a sweet shy smile.
"I love them." Calum replies, moving his right hand back up until he is pulling on the elastic of the thin blue material. Calum doesn't know what this boy is to his twin but the blond in his lap is desperately needy for him if the pink colour spreading over his cheeks is anything to go by.
"I love that you love them." He replies shyly, hiding his warm cheeks in Calum's neck and buckling his hips up against Calum's dick.
Calum feels and uncomfortable twist in his gut. This boy must be important to his brother. But then again. Did his brother think of him two years ago when he destroyed Calum's whole life in one single hour? Revenge is a dish best served cold and it's time Thomas gets a taste of his own medicine.
"Fifteen minutes." The blond mumbles as he grabs one of Calum's hands and moves them further back until Calum's fingers are caressing the top of the blond's crack.
"What?" Calum humms as he uses the fingers of his other hand to sneak underneath the skimpy material.
"Cmon, I haven't seen you in three days. We haven't fucked in a week. You promised we could have a quickie between my classes today." The blond whines in Calum's ear, eagerly pushing back on Calum's fingers that are now rubbing up and down his slick crack.
"You wet for me baby?" Calum teases his middle finger over the slippery hole before gently pushing it inside and groaning at the feeling of the tip slipping inside.
"I'm always wet for you babe." The blond chuckles, shifting on Calum's lap as he leans to the side to retrieve lube and condoms from the nightstand.
"Hey! I was busy there!" Calum pouts as his fingers get swatted away and replaced with blond's two slick digits.
"Let me help." Calum pouts as he pulls the string of the thong to the side to make more room for blond's fingers.
"You wanna open me up?" The blond says surprisedly, stilling on Calum's lap and blinking at him like he sees him for the first time. (Which, to be fair, he kind of is.)
"I, uh, yeah?" Calum asks carefully.
"What's up with you? You were never so eager to get your fingers in my ass before." The Blond asks suspiciously, his interrogation getting interrupted when he accidentally hits his prostate.
"Anyway, 10 minutes. Your sexual awakening will have to wait for some other time. Suit up." THe blond says as he pulls the sticky fingers out of his hole and throws a condom at Calum.
"Here." Boy impatiently pushes Calum's hands away as soon as the rubber is rolled down his dick to coat him up. "Wanna hold it up for me big boy?" The blond smiles flirtily. Calum is quick to follow the instruction, holding his dick up and teasingly dragging it over the wet crack.
"Fuck. You're so tight!" Calum cries out as he feels the tip breech the tight ring of muscle.
"Just how you like me." The blond grins before sliding further down Calum's dick.
"Fuck." The blond cries as he is now fully seated on Calum's cock. "I swear you get bigger every time we fuck."
"Yeah?" Calum puffs his chest proudly, smirking at the thought of his clearly superior dick.
"No time for flattery. Eight minutes." The blond whines before he rolls his hips on Calum's lap.
"Faster." Calum groans as he buckles his hips up.
"I'm trying." The Boy whines as he lifts his hips up just to be able to fall back down on Calum's lap.
"So close." The blond cries as he speeds up his tempo, his fingernails digging deeper into Calum's shoulders, leaving half moon marks on the dark skin.
"Five minutes." The Blond breathes out, one of his hands loosening the grip on Calum's shoulder and reaching for the pretty pink dick instead.
"Fuck this." Calum curses as he pushes surprised twink off his lap.
"What are you doing?" The blue eyed boy asks as he lets himself be manoeuvred around.
"I'm gonna fuck you, what do you think I'm doing?" Calum hisses as he forcefully lifts slim hips up to push one of the pillows underneath the blond.
"Oh." The blond breathes out in what Calum could swear is a surprise.
"Open your ass." Calum instructs as he kneels between the obscenely long legs, lightly spanking the fat cheek and storing the sounds the blond makes in his memory to use in the future.
"Good boy." Calum praises as he watches the twink grab for his ass cheeks and pulls them wide open. He spares a second to drag his middle finger over the shaven clean crack and fucking it inside the tight, went hole. He chuckles as he feels the blond whine around his finger and he pulls out ready to replace his digit with his cock.
"Oh my god!" The blond cries out as soon as Calum pushes his whole dick in, angling it just right and fucking the head of his cock against the twink's Magic spot.
"Harder!" The blond begs as he ruts his hips back to meet Calum's thrusts.
"Is that hard enough." Calum spits out through gritted teeth as he forcefully pulls the blond's hips back against his pelvis. All he gets in reply is a pathetic moan and the feeling of the blond clenching tight around his dick.
"Answer me, boy." Calum barks at the boy, loosening the grip on the waits so he can pull on the blonde locks, forcing the boy on his dick to bend his head backwards.
"Am I fucking you hard enough?" Calum repeats his question, using his left hand to keep a firm grip on the blond's waist whilst the right one is pulling on the blonde locks.
"So good." The blond moans, letting his head fall back on the pillow once Calum lets him go again.
"Come then." Calum instructs, rolling his hips against the plush ass and using his now free right hand to cup the blond's dick through the thin panty material.
"Tommy, please, Thomas!" The blond wails as he brushes Calum's hand away so he can pull the panties down and behind his balls.
"That's right baby boy, that's right. Show me how good I'm making you feel." Calum edges the blond on, the need to make this boy that clearly means something to his twin come all over his own fist stronger than ever. "Come on my dick pretty boy." Calum urges the blond on, making sure he is hitting all the right spots.
"Thomas!" The blond whines before he tightens up around Calum's dick one last time and comes all over his fist with a soft cry. Calum makes sure to gently fuck him through his orgasm before he slows down and pulls out.
"Come on my ass." The blond says, pulling the thong down until it's resting under the wiggling globes and then spreading his ass again. "You know you want to." He turns his head a bit so he can smile dopily at Calum.
"Fuck, you are so pretty." Calum says mesmerised by the fucked open hole and the lube wet crack.
"Yeah?" The blond says and if Calum wasn't to busy jerking his own dick he would notice how shy the other boy's voice sounded.
"Fuck." Calum curses one last time before the warmth brewing in the pit of his belly is spreading all over his body and he is coming in thick spurts all over the twink's crack.
"That was nice." The blond humms in satisfaction, turning on his side so he can face Calum who's now lying on his belly, still coming down from his high.
"Yeah babe." Calum says as he absentmindedly throws his hand over the other boy's back who scoots closer until he is cuddled into Calum's chest.
"Did you ask to have night off on Wednesday?" The blond asks after a minute of peaceful cuddling.
"Hm?" Calum humms not really listening until he is being forcefully rolled on his back, The blond on top of him looking slightly less happy than he did before.
"Wednesday. Our six month anniversary Thomas." The blond says sharply.
"Oh." Calum offers in reply. His twin has been dating this gorgeous piece of ass for six months and there is not a single trace of him in this flat. Not a single picture, no spare toothbrush in the bathroom. Not a single word to their parents or Mali. Nothing.
"Thomas. You promised." The blond says quietly, his gaze lowered and bottom lip wobbling dangerously. "Or did you forget?"
And fuck, Calum just can't stand watching this pretty boy cry right after he fucked him silly.
"Of course I haven't baby. You know how much I care about you." Calum lies through his teeth as he gently caresses the stubbly cheek, making the blond look back up.
"Don't cry baby. Cmon. Give me a smile. Here you go." Calum coos at the blond who offers him a shy smile before he ducks his head back down and buries it under Calum's armpit.
"Aww, cmon babe. Show me your pretty face." Calum coos.
"Shut up." The blond whines before he reemerges from underneath Calum's armpit and makes a silly face at Calum. "I miss you. You are always so busy."
"I'm sorry." Calum offers in reply, his eyes following the pale finger tracing the Roman numerals imprinted on his collarbone before they move to the small tattoo resting just under his heart.
"When are you going to tell me why is there a sign for Gemini tattooed right next to your hear? It's not even your star sign." The blond asks absentmindedly, like he is more thinking out loud than expecting Calum to answer. So Calum doesn't.
Back, when Thomas and Calum were inseparable, when they've done everything together, they got this brilliant idea to get all of their tattoos to match so that no one could ever tell them apart by the tattoos alone. Calum wonders if unlike him, Thomas went and acquired himself another tattoo. He guesses not or this boy, Thomas' boyfriend, would probably notice it by now.
"We gotta have quickies more often. I think you literally fucked my brain out." The blond says before he reaches for the box of tissues on the bedside table right next to the toppled over picture frame.
"You've been fighting with Mali again?" The blond sighs as he dabs at the mess on his ass, Calum helping him reach the blind spots.
"Why are you so noisy?" Calum grumbles as he tosses the last paper tissue on the floor.
"I'm sorry, you know I worry about you." The blond says quietly, his smile faltering as he rolls off the bed in a search for his clothes.
"I, ugh." Calum doesn't know what to say so he just watches the blond gather his things.
They don't say anything else after that, Calum lying on his back and the twink putting his clothes on. The blond only speaks once he is picking up his backpack Calum didn't even notice earlier from the floor.
"Take me somewhere nice?" The blond finally faces Calum again, hopeful smile playing on his lips.
"Sure." Calum replies not sure at all. "Love you?" He adds weakly.
"Love you too Tommy." The blond absolutely beams at Calum's words, proving him once again how gone this boy must be for his brother.
Calum sits up as he sees the blond approaching the bed again. He automatically leans up for a kiss and pouts a little when the blond pulls away.
"Sorry, gotta go or I'm gonna be late." The blond says apologetically before he manages to escape Calum's tight grip with a giggle.
"I'm gonna miss you!" Calum shouts after the blond who replies with something unrecognisable back before the door is being opened and slammed shut.
"Fuck. What have I done?" Calum groans as he throws the dirty pillow on the floor next to the pile of spunk covered tissues. He absentmindedly grabs for his phone and opens up a chat with Michael.
"I think I just fucked my brother's boyfriend?"
/Tommys str8??/
"Idk???"
/How was he?/
"Tight little hole & big ass. A bit whiny. 7/10."
/shoulda film it/
"I didn't do it on purpose. Twink just jumped me."
/ohhhhh Tommy got himself a twinky boyfriend. How Calum of him ;)/
"Fuck u"
/U already did/
"Shut up"
/so what, he just jumped on u??/
"Yeah basically. I don't think he told him about me. I don't think he told him anything at all and Thomas deffo didn't tell anything to the fam."
/how long they been together?/
"Idk twink said its their half year anniversary on wed"
/half year and he hasn't told anyone? That's shady mate/
"Have u met my brother?"
/Did fucking his twink made u feel better about what he did to u?/
"Is not like I planned it Mike"
/Not what I asked/
"Shit, he just texted he's on his way over. Gtg get rid of the mess before he comes back.
/Do u even know his name?/