Oct. 21, 2013. Hilton Suites, Pontiac, MI.
Zac
I was dead. Something happened after our last show–electrocution, tour bus crash, crazy fan attack, something–and I was dead. I had to be. That was the only logical explanation for everything that was happening, but most of all for what I’d just heard my brother say.
“So what do ya say, Zaccy? Wanna fuck your big brother?” Scott leered at me; I swallowed hard, my eyes locked on Tay’s. Yep… dead. Either that, or the luckiest so-and-so ever born. Either way, I reasoned, there was no point in not going with it; so I swallowed the lump in my throat, and nodded. Tay was shaking like a leaf, but he smiled at me. If I wasn’t dead, I was pretty sure I would be, after the mind-blowing experience ahead of me.
“Okay,” Scott said, pulling out. “Switch positions with Tay.” I hesitated, not because I didn’t want it, but more because I still couldn’t believe this wasn’t some coma-induced hallucination.
“Do what he says, okay?” Tay told me, running a hand through my hair; I nodded, laying down as he got out of the way. He crawled over me, his arms still trembling.
“How’s that ass feel?” Scott asked.
“A little sore,” my brother whined, blushing again. He whimpered as Scott gave it a tap.
“Well, Zac’s waiting for ya, babe.”
I placed my hands on Tay’s arms and looked up at him; I wasn’t in any hurry, even if Scott made it sound like I was.
“S-scott,” he stuttered, glancing behind him and pouting. “I… I mean, can I at least have some lube? Please?”
“Okay, babe.” He got up to get the lube from where he’d left it on the floor, but I saw him pick up the plug, too. It felt strange to comfort Tay, instead of the other way around, but I had a feeling he’d need it in a minute. He smiled down at me, but whimpered suddenly.
“Easy babe; this is nothing,” Scott said, his tone only a little teasing.
“I know.” Tay nodded, then moaned a second later; I couldn’t see what Scott was doing, but I was pretty sure it was the same thing Tay had done to me earlier.
“That’s it, babe… relax.”
“Yeah,” Tay moaned; it was the hottest sound I’d ever heard, and I felt myself grow even harder because of it. He started rocking his hips back, and I was about to lick the beads of sweat forming on his neck, when I felt a cold drop of lube on my dick. I gasped, my eyes shooting wide open, but Tay ran a shaky hand through my hair, and that helped me keep it together.
“There ya go,” Scott said. “Now get on his cock.”
Tay gave a tiny whimper, and I felt him lining up; he was right there, so close, and I already felt like I was going to burst. But I guessed Scott was getting impatient; he growled, and suddenly I felt Tay being literally shoved down onto me.
“Fuck!” Tay cried out, and I moaned loudly as I tried to adjust to the feeling of being completely inside him. We held on to each other tightly, both of us trembling; a few seconds later Tay started to move, lifting up and lowering himself again slowly.
“That’s it babe, ride that cock.” Scott’s words only made the whole scene seem that much more twisted, but that much hotter, too; Tay apparently agreed, moaning and speeding up. I gripped his shoulders, moaning along with him. “How’s he feel, Zac?”
“G-good. S-so good…” My mind was so hazy with lust that I could barely get the words straight in my head, let alone voice them. Tay appreciated the compliment, blushing and speeding up, and my head swam even more.
“Whoa there,” Scott said after a couple minutes. “My turn.”
I felt him press the tip of his dick against Tay alongside mine; I’d seen it in pornos, and I’d always wondered what it felt like. Part of me was curious how being on the receiving end felt, but I didn’t know if I could handle that much; as it was, I worried we were going to tear Tay apart.
“Fuck,” I gasped as I felt Scott slip inside Tay. My brother cried out, and I looked up at him, worried we were really hurting him; but he glanced down and gave me a reassuring smile.
“It’s okay… I’m okay…” His words dissolved into moans as Scott pushed harder.
“You can take it,” Scott practically growled, thrusting; I tried to keep still, but my arms were shaking.
“Oh god,” Tay whimpered, his arms trembling so much I worried they’d give out on him. Scott pulled out a bit, then thrust back in, deeper. “Scott!”
“Take it,” Scott growled again.
“I w-wasn’t… complaining…” Tay whimpered. Scott slid out, paused a second, then drove completely home.
“Fuck!” I screamed; I didn’t expect this to feel nearly as good as it did, but it was better than I could have imagined. Tay moaned loudly, his whole body shaking. Scott held still for another minute, letting everyone adjust; then he guided Tay’s hips up, before pulling him back down onto both our dicks. I tried to match his movements, thrusting up into Tay.
“Oh god,” Tay gasped.
“Love this tight ass of yours,” Scott said, speeding up.
“Y-yeah,” I agreed; somehow, that surprised Tay, and he looked down at me with red cheeks.
“So what d’ya think? You like getting two cocks at once?”
“Fuck… yes,” Tay panted.
“Say it.”
“I l-love… I love getting two cocks at once.”
“‘Specially when one’s your kid brother’s, right?”
I growled, surprising myself a little, but Scott was ticking me off. What he was saying was true, and it was hot, but he was basically throwing it in Tay’s face how fucked up this was. Still, Tay wasn’t complaining or denying how bad he wanted this.
“Oh god… yes.”
“Such a twisted little fuck. With a dirty little slut for a brother.”
Tay and I both moaned at that. I didn’t know if Tay had a shaming kink like I did, but it was starting to look like it.
“Wanna get used up like the whore you are, am I right?” Scott asked, directing the question at Tay more than me, I was sure.
“Yes… please…” Tay nodded and whimpered, and it struck me just how deeply his need to submit ran.
“Whose whore are you?”
“Yours.”
“Who owns this?” Scott asked, spanking Tay’s ass.
“You do,” my brother whimpered. I was powerless to do anything but moan as I watched Scott assert his dominance.
“You want us to come in your ass, don’t ya? Want us to fucking fill you up?”
“Yes!” Tay gasped. Part of me noticed how Scott loved to hear himself talk, but as hot as his orders and insults were, I wasn’t about to tell him to shut up.
“You better not come yet,” he warned. “Either of you.” We both whimpered; I didn’t know about Tay, but I was getting dangerously close. “First you’re gonna let me and your baby brother come in your ass.”
I growled again; I both loved and hated the way he kept mentioning the brothers thing. Tay stared down at me, eyes wide. I hoped he didn’t think I was growling at him, at least not menacingly.
“S-sorry,” I managed to stutter.
“N-no! I like it…”
“Yeah?” I smiled up at him; so the growl turned him on?
“Y-yeah,” he replied, nodding. I snarled, growling louder, and he moaned instantly. “Fuck… so sexy, Zac…”
Scott thrusted harder suddenly, making Tay curse. He brought his hand down on his ass hard, and my brother cried out. So Scotty was jealous? I growled again, and Tay let out a whine, trembling.
“Taylor,” Scott barked, the full name not lost on me. So he was jealous. “Shut him up.”
I stared up at Tay, wondering what he would do. He’d shown more than a little skill in dominating me, and I was a little scared, and a lot excited. But I never, not in a million years, expected him to do what he actually did.
He leaned down and crushed his lips to mine.
Scott
Suddenly, I was seeing red. I heard Zac gasp; I guess Tay’s move was as much a surprise to him as it was to me. I didn’t know what made him think that was what I’d meant, but holy shit, it pissed me right the fuck off. Sex is one thing, but that… no. I raked my nails down Tay’s back as hard as I could; he cried out, pulling back, and I grabbed a fistful of his hair. I sneered at Zac as I sank my teeth into his brother’s neck; I blamed him almost as much, and the pathetic little pout only made me feel justified. Tay ran a hand through Zac’s hair, probably trying to reassure him.
“Fuck… gonna come babe. You there, Zac?”
The kid moaned and nodded. I dug my fingers into Tay’s hips, slamming into him until my hips hurt. I hoped it hurt him, too.
“Fuck… here it comes. Fucking take it.” I let out a primal growl as I came, filling Tay up; I felt Zac’s cock pulsing as he shot his load into his brother’s ass along with me. I felt like every ounce of energy was being drained, head to toe.
“Tay!” Zac moaned, holding on to his brother’s arms until his knuckles went white.
“Come for me Tay,” I ordered, reaching around to stroke him fast and hard; a few seconds later he screamed out a curse, coating my hand. I held still for a bit longer, milking him, before pulling out and collapsing on my back next to him. He didn’t even try to move, plopping down onto Zac as soon as his brother was out.
As I caught my breath, I looked over; Zac was holding Tay, rubbing his back slowly as his brother shook. The two of them looked so… sweet, holding each other like that. I felt my anger seeping away as I watched them. It reminded me of a not-too-different scene, years ago…
Tay finally slid to Zac’s side, curling up between us; Zac still clung to him, shaking like mad.
“Fuck,” Tay sighed; Zac nodded and voiced his agreement.
“You two,” I chuckled.
“What about us?” Tay asked, looking over. I smiled, looking at how protectively they held each other.
“You’re cute.”
“Thanks,” Tay said quietly, and Zac nodded; both of them were blushing, and it seemed like they didn’t hold any grudges, but my damn conscience still wasn’t happy.
“Sorry for getting kinda jealous back there,” I said with a sheepish grin.
“S’okay,” Tay replied with a grin of his own.
“That was just…” Zac paused, his brow furrowing. “Dom space, right?”
“Kid did his homework,” I chuckled; I was a little surprised he understood it so easily.
“He’s smarter than he looks,” Tay giggled; Zac rolled his eyes, giving his brother a shove.
“No eye rolling,” Tay reminded him, shoving back. I wrapped an arm around Tay, curling up to his side; maybe I was still a little jealous, but not in a pissed-off way like before.
“How ya feelin’, babe?” I asked him. He rolled onto his back, and Zac snuggled up to his other side.
“Sore.”
“I’ll bet.” I laughed, and even Zac giggled.
“Oh, now it’s funny?” Tay playfully snapped, glancing at his brother; the kid tried to straighten his face, but ultimately failed. “All worried about me when I was getting whipped, but now it’s funny, huh?” He pouted at Zac, and I had a feeling I knew where the kid had learned his manipulation from.
“Sorry,” Zac frowned, but Tay gave him a smirk.
“S’okay… I can take it.”
“Damn straight you can,” Zac teased, smirking and nudging Tay. They were cute and all, but I deserved some attention too; I turned Tay’s head to face me, and smiled softly. He got the hint, leaning in and giving me a kiss. I let out a happy sigh, stroking his cheek.
“You’re pretty cute too, ya know,” he told me.
“I know,” I answered, grinning. Zac sighed, and Tay glanced back at him.
“You’re cute, too. And I’m sure you know it, too.” They smiled at each other for a second, and I figured I should say something.
“Hey… I know I kinda, freaked out earlier… but you can kiss him.”
“You sure?” Tay asked, eyeing me. Zac looked between us, looking understandably skeptical.
“If he makes you happy, I’m not gonna stop ya.”
Tay smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss, then turned to his brother. I probably wouldn’t ever be one hundred percent okay with it, but I couldn’t say no to those blue eyes, either.
“Hey Zac,” Tay spoke up. “Guess what? I have the hots for you, wanna make out?” I raised an eyebrow; one thing I knew I’d never get used to, was how colossal a dork Tay was. “Well? Do ya?” he giggled.
“No, Tay. That’s gross.”
Correction. They’re both colossal dorks.
“As gross as my cock in your mouth?” Tay asked, and Zac giggled. “Hm? Or my cock in your ass? Or your cock in mine?”
“Or both our cocks?” I spoke up. That was enough, I guessed; Zac grabbed Tay behind the neck and kissed him. There was something sweet about watching them together; I smiled, stroking Tay’s hair, and he sighed, mimicking the gesture on Zac. He pulled back and kissed Zac’s neck; his brother gasped, giggling.
“Sorry?” Tay chuckled, not sounding the least bit sorry.
“Wasn’t complaining…”
I smirked as I watched Tay lean down, doing god knows what to the poor boy’s neck, but making him whimper and squirm. I almost felt sorry for him… almost.
“Okay, tiger,” I chuckled. “Give the kid a rest.”
“Sorry…” Tay gave Zac one last kiss before rolling over, curling up to my side. Zac and I each wrapped an arm around him, kissing his head; he sighed, and kissed me back.
“Happy babe?”
“Mhm.”
“Good,” I said softly. “Told you I’d take care of you.”
“Mhm… you did.”
“And I’m doin good so far, right?”
“You’re doing great,” he replied, smiling back at me.
“Good.”
“So good to me,” he sighed.
“You know it.” Our tender words were interrupted by a soft snore; Tay glanced over his shoulder and giggled. I looked over, and sure enough, the kid was straight passed out.
“I think we wore him out,” Tay whispered.
“You wanna get outta here for a bit, let the baby rest?” I asked, but Tay frowned.
“You think he’ll be okay if he wakes up alone?” It was a valid point, and I thought for a second.
“Write him a note. Nice little love note,” I added with a smile.
“Good idea.” Tay looked around, then rolled over to grab Zac’s phone from the nightstand. His fingers flew over the keys as he typed up his note, then tucked the phone in Zac’s hand. He ran a hand through his brother’s hair gently, and planted a kiss on his forehead. “There.”
I got up and threw my jeans and shirt back on; Tay winced as he stood, his legs shaking a little.
“Y’alright there, babe?”
“Yeah,” he pouted. “At least, I will be. Probably.”
“You will be,” I assured him, rubbing his back.
“My ass may never be the same though,” he replied with a smirk. “Ugh…” he groaned, wincing as he got dressed.
“A little sore?” I teased.
“Yes.”
“Aww. Poor baby.”
“Yeah, yeah…”
I watched him finish dressing, then offered him a hand; he blushed as he took it, and I smiled. It was adorable the way the simplest things could get a reaction from him. I loved it. I loved everything about him, I was realizing; I wasn’t used to feeling so deep, and it was a little scary… but in a good way. I hoped my temper didn’t get in the way, but he was still here. Even through all the times I’d doubted him, he was still here, still putting up with me. That had to count for something…