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“Bro?”
A swooshing noise filled in as a reply. It whisked some leaves off nearby trees and sent ripples down the river, invisible in the darkness of the night. Ethan’s chattering teeth complimented the wind nicely. Both chilling sounds.
He was over this challenge. Of all the things Grayson had had him do, this was probably his least favorite. Sure, they were both playing up the drama for the sake of well, drama, but there was certainly a generous amount of truth to it. He hated this. All of it. The only thing he was enjoying about it was the alone time he was getting with his brother.
“Bro? You up?” Ethan repeated.
Again, no reply. Just rattles and wind and various animals chirping and croaking and probably crawling all over him. He was really over it.
“Fuck,” he whispered, looking around.
He knew things were out there. He knew things were biting him and crawling all over his skin. He knew something dangerous was probably going to get them at some point in the night. Grayson was more fearless about these things. Always so ready to dive in headfirst. Ethan feared it. He feared everything happening around him. The fatigue was making him delirious, he knew, but he couldn’t help it.
He couldn’t stress how underprepared he was for this. He had no idea it would drop this cold at night. No idea he would lose energy so quickly. No idea it would be this hard. Of course he knew it would be hard, but this hard? This scary?
Ethan sighed. Grayson was having trouble sleeping, just as he was, but he was now getting some rest. He contemplated what to do. He was cold and scared. That was established. Grayson felt warm as Ethan touched his arm.
“Gray,” he whispered, shaking him, “Jesus.” He’d given in. Grayson could fall back to sleep later.
“What? What? What’s wrong?” Grayson said, stuttering and quickly sitting upright.
“Nothing. I’m sorry,” Ethan said. “I’m just so fucking cold. And I’m scared. I’m sorry.”
“Jesus, bro,” Grayson scoffed. “You scared the shit out of me. I was actually getting some sleep.”
“I’m sorry, bro.” Ethan let go of his arm. “Sorry. Go back to sleep.”
Grayson sighed. A deep, audible breath.
“Fuck. I’m sorry,” he said, after another deep breath. “I’m sorry. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Ethan. You already woke me up, it’s fine. I didn’t mean to snap at you,” Grayson said, in a nicely calm tone.
Ethan didn’t reply.
“You’re scared?” Grayson asked, remembering what his brother had said just a few moments ago.
“And cold,” Ethan added.
“No shit.”
“Forget it.”
“Dude. Come on.”
“Yeah, I’m fucking scared. This place is fucking creepy as shit. I hate it out here. I want to quit,” Ethan spat.
“Please, we can do it, Ethan. We just have to keep trying,” Grayson said, retreating to his soothing voice.
Ethan sighed. He let the silence fall again for a while.
“For you,” is all he whispered. It was sincere.
“Come here,” Grayson replied.
Ethan was hesitant.
“Come on. It’s fine.”
They rarely cuddled. If they did, it was almost always on accident, falling asleep watching a movie or something. Sure, they were always close and touchy with each other, but not cuddly. Ethan supposed this was a dire circumstance. He skootched closer.
Grayson wrapped his arm around Ethan soon after. Ethan was right, his brother was warm.
“Better?” Grayson asked.
“Much.” Ethan nuzzled into Grayson’s chest without thinking.
“Yeah,” Grayson agreed.
It fell silent again for a while. The sounds of nature came back into the foreground and the two twins simply listened, unable to sleep. The ground, being as uncomfortable as possible it seemed, caused them to shift several times. Ethan ended up with his head on his brother’s chest. Arms around each other.
“I’m sorry I snapped,” Grayson whispered.
“An apology? From Grayson?” Ethan smirked.
“Shut up. It’s not that rare.”
“Thanks, bro.”
“Less scared now?”
“Yeah. Still feeling like we might die out here, but less scared with you.”
“I appreciate it, Ethan. You sticking it out for me. I appreciate it a lot, bro,” Grayson said. His fingers instinctively running along Ethan’s arm.
“Thank me if we don’t die.”
“You really think we’re gonna die out here?”
“I don’t know, dude. It’s fucking scary.”
“Come on. You know I won’t let anything happen to you,” cooed Grayson.
Ethan wasn’t used to seeing Grayson so vulnerable and soft. Well, he was. Because off camera they were a lot closer and more real with each other. But this was always nice.
“I love you, Gray.”
“Love you too, bro.”
Grayson didn’t know why but he kissed the top of Ethan’s head. Ethan thought nothing of it except for how nice it was.
“I won’t let anything happen to you either,” Ethan replied.
“Thanks, bro.”
“But,” Ethan said. “We need to not do something like this for a while.”
“We’ll see,” Grayson laughed softly.
“We sure will,” Ethan rolled his eyes.
“You never know. If we just change our attitude and mindset, we could really have fun out here, babe.”
“Babe?”
“I meant bro.”
“Okay, babe.”
“Shut up,” Grayson said, gently pushing his brother off him.
“Fuck that,” Ethan stated. “You’re not getting rid of me. We’re cuddling until it’s hot again.” He repositioned himself back on Grayson’s chest. Grayson resumed tracing Ethan’s biceps.
“Maybe we’ll die and we won’t have to worry about cuddling,” Grayson said sarcastically.
“Don’t say that, Gray.”
“Sorry, we can cuddle any time you want.”
“You know that’s not what I was talking about,” Ethan rolled his eyes.
“I know,” Grayson laughed. “Being serious though.”
“Yeah?” Ethan asked.
“Yeah, it’s nice.”
“Yeah.”
Grayson held him tighter.
“My hands are so cold,” Ethan said.
“Put them on me, they’ll warm up,” Grayson replied.
Ethan slid them under Grayson’s shirt, feeling his brother’s abs.
“Jesus, babe, your hands are fucking freezing,” Grayson yelled.
“You told me to put them there!”
“I didn’t know they were that cold.”
“They’re staying there.”
“You’re a shit.”
“You love it,” Ethan stated, tilting his head upwards.
Grayson tilted his head slightly down. It was dark but they could just meet each other’s gaze. They felt each other’s breath. They felt each other’s skin. They felt each other’s tension.
Grayson leaned in and kissed Ethan.
Ethan’s breath hitched. He waited a few moments and then kissed back.
It felt good.
They held each other in a slow kiss for a while, very soft and gentle. Then Grayson pushed in more. Ethan opened his mouth a little more. They started pushing into each other. Ethan felt Grayson grab his hair. Grayson felt Ethan scratch his abs.
They kissed more. Their tongues met each other for the first time and it became passion. Grayson let out a growl as he started grinding into his brother. Ethan’s breath hitched again. Grayson became amorously assertive. Biting Ethan’s lips. Licking his tongue. Kissing him like he’d never been kissed.
Ethan felt his brother’s erection through his shorts. It was shocking to say the least. He was sure Grayson could feel his too. They hadn’t really seen each other naked too much in their lives. Ethan knew they were both well-endowed. But he could feel his brother was bigger. He wanted it. He grinded back.
Grayson kept kissing and kissing him. On his lips. Then down his jawline and to his neck. He left a hickey on his neck. Didn’t care if anyone saw. He left another one on his shoulder.
“I want you,” Grayson growled again.
“Fuck, bro,” Ethan said.
“Babe,” Grayson corrected, smirking.
“Don’t call me that unless you mean it,” Ethan said.
“I fucking mean it.”
Grayson dove back in for more kissing. His hands roamed his brother’s body, down to his ass, pulling them closer.
Ethan decided to be assertive too, sliding his brother’s shirt off and kissing that beautifully muscular torso. Those pecs and those abs. His happy trail. Licking up and down them.
“Holy shit,” Grayson breathed.
Ethan kissed him. “If we die, and I still think there’s a chance we might, I’d want you before that.”
Grayson’s eyes lit up. “Like...”
“I know we have to save our energy and we should be getting sleep, but, Gray, please. Please, baby. I need you so fucking bad. I want to feel you.”
“Feel me where, baby?” Grayson asked, grinding harshly into his brother. He thought he might cum just from the talk alone.
“Please, Gray,” Ethan whined.
“Tell me, please, sweetheart. I just wanna hear you say it. I might cum from just that,” Grayson whispered.
“My fucking god,” Ethan cried. “It’s too hot. I’m gonna cum.”
“No, babe. Please. Save it. Let me hear it,” Grayson begged, biting love marks into his brother’s body.
“Please just fuck me,” Ethan finally said.
“Whatever you fucking want,” Grayson stated. “I mean it. I’ll do fucking anything for you.”
What an explosion of love, Ethan thought. Please don’t let it go away ever.
Grayson ripped Ethan’s shirt off and his hands ravaged his brother’s body.
“You’re fucking perfect,” Grayson whispered, overly assertively. “I just need to be in you.”
“God! Please!” Ethan yelled. “I’m gonna fucking cum if you don’t stop.”
Grayson slid Ethan’s pants off. Then his underwear. His dick sprung free.
“God,” Grayson whined. “Just for me.”
Ethan nodded in agreement.
Grayson went to town. Bobbing up and down, sucking his twin brother’s cock. He got it nice and wet. Went down to the base, to Ethan’s neatly trimmed pubes, back up to the tip.
Ethan dug his fingers into the dirt.
“You gotta stop. I’m gonna cum.”
“God, what have we become? Cumming this early on?” Grayson laughed, stroking his brother.
“Take off your clothes. Or, can I do it, please?”
“‘Course,” Grayson said. “I told you, anything for you.”
Ethan nodded and slid his brother’s lower layers off. His dick mirrored his own and sprung out of its confines. Ethan ran his fingers along it and could feel it was a few inches bigger than his own. He put it right in his mouth.
It took him a little longer than it took Grayson to get to the base. He loved that Grayson’s pubes were bushy and smelled manly. He loved how big his brother was. How good he tasted.
“Fuck,” Ethan panted, popping off Grayson’s cock. “I love that you’re bigger than me.”
“God knew I’d be topping you,” Grayson laughed.
“Would you let me fuck you one day?” Ethan asked, jerking his brother’s dick.
“Ethan. How many times do I have to say it. Anything for you.”
“God, I really fucking love you right now,” Ethan smiled. “How loving and sweet you’re being. Promise me this isn’t going anywhere. That this won’t stop.”
Grayson repositioned them both so that he was on top of Ethan, in between his brother’s legs, grinding their dicks together.
“This is fucking forever,” Grayson stated looking right into Ethan’s eyes.
“Fuck.”
Grayson kissed his way down his brother’s body, lifting him as he got low, giving him access to Ethan’s beautiful ass.
He slid his tongue in.
“Holy shit,” Ethan gasped.
“Never been eaten out?” Grayson asked.
“We can have that conversation later,” Ethan stated.
Grayson licked and licked and sucked, fucking his twin with his tongue. It was so wet and raw and intimate. They were both leaking precum like faucets.
“Okay, babe. I’m gonna fuck you now,” stated Grayson. “We don’t have lube so we gotta use spit. Tell me if it hurts.”
Grayson spit several times on his cock, rubbed it in until he was nice and wet. He started to push in.
“Oh, fuck, bro.”
“Babe,” Grayson corrected once again.”
“Babe,” Ethan repeated. “Still my brother though.”
“Always,” Grayson said, filling Ethan up with his cock.
“Okay, it hurts,” Ethan said.
Grayson immediately stopped and added more spit. “Spit in my hand, babe,” he said, extending his open palm. Ethan listened and Grayson lubed up again. “Better?”
“Fuck yeah.” Ethan started jerking himself off.
Grayson bent down so his body was touching Ethan’s and his mouth was at Ethan’s ear. “Wanna cum at the same time,” he whispered, fully thrusting.
“Gonna be soon then,” Ethan panted.
“Me too,” Grayson agreed.
He worked his dick in and out of his brother, fucking him raw and passionately.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking good.”
“You have no idea yet.”
Ethan couldn’t describe how good it felt to feel Grayson’s dick work itself in and out of him at the speed his brother was going. All the way in and almost all the way out. Bottoming out and thrusting fast. It was euphoric. He was so close. His brother kissed him.
“I love you so fucking much,” Grayson said in between kisses.
“I love you, too, baby,” Ethan replied.
“I can’t believe we waited so long to do this.”
“Me too.”
“Gonna cum in you. Gonna fill you up. So close.”
“Fuck,” Ethan said. “Me too. About to.”
“Fuck.”
“Fuck!” they both yelled.
Grayson bottomed out and came. Ethan stroked until he shot at the same time. Painting his chest and face, some in his hair too. Grayson came so deep in his brother, Ethan felt it warm him up. Could feel his brother’s pulsing dick shoot rope after rope.
“God, fuck!” Grayson yelled. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Feels so fucking good. Cumming inside my brother.”
“Jesus Christ.”
They both safely knew that these were the best orgasms they’d ever had.
Grayson licked Ethan’s cum up. Off Ethan’s chest and face. Kissed Ethan so they could share it and drink it down.
He didn’t pull out for a while. He knew how empty they’d both feel when he did.
Grayson spoke up after several minutes of kissing. “Wanna fuck you again. Never wanna stop.”
“Jesus, Gray,” Ethan panted.
Grayson slowly pulled out. They both whined.
They lay naked for a while, tracing lines on each other’s nude bodies. Exploring. Trying to get hard again, but it was too cold and exhausting. Kissing nonstop.
They redressed. Resumed cuddling.
“We should really sleep,” Grayson said.
“Yeah.”
“You okay?”
“I...” Ethan trailed off.
“Tell me.”
“Just promise me that wasn’t a one-time thing. I don’t want it to be something you only felt in the moment.”
“Ethan. I promise. Now stop worrying. We have an adventure to finish together tomorrow. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Okay.”
Ethan sighed and closed his eyes.
It wasn’t long after that they both drifted off to sleep. In the comfort of each other, they finally found peace.