The airplane's 'fasten seatbelts' sign dinged off and Will relaxed back into his seat. They had an hour and a half flight and he could use a nap. Spike had kept him up okay, they had kept each other up all last night. They'd agreed to cool it during the three days they'd be home. Wouldn't due to get caught
His mind drifted to the way Spike had looked last night as Will groped him against the bookcase in the campus library. Then flashed to the way Spike had looked when he'd come inside Will later last night. Then his mind drifted to
He leaned over and whispered to Spike. "Mile High Club, Pet?"
Spike, eyes closed and body relaxed, shook his head. "Nah, too clichιd." He yawned.
"Yeah," Will agreed with a nod. Then he stood and walked to the head. Less than ten seconds later, with a broad grin, Spike followed.
It was too small, it was too noisy, it was heaven. Spike dropped his jeans and leaned over the sink and held on while Will took his time letting his own pants slump to his ankles.
"So fuckin' pretty, Pet," Will cooed, running a hand over his brother's sculpted ass. "Makes me wanna take a big bite."
Spike groaned. Will knew what this kind of talk did to him. That's why he did it.
"Gonna slide right into that tight hole and have my way with that pretty arse." Squeezing some of the ever-present Astroglide onto his fingers, he made good on that promise. One finger, then two. Gently stretching. In twenty-two days, he'd gotten very good at this, they both had.
"Don't tease, Will," Spike pleaded with a growl. "Need you, Luv."
Spike wrapped his slick fingers around his own raging hard on and got himself slippery enough for entry. One marvelous thrust and
he was home.
"Feels like coming home, Pet," Will whispered as he wrapped arms around Spike's waist and grabbed onto his brother's bobbing cock. "Every time, feels like coming home."
Spike didn't know if it was the words, the taboo location, the feeling like this was the last time for three whole days or of it was just that it was Will inside him, but he knew he wasn't going to last.
"Fuck me, Luv, come on. Fuck hard," he urged softly, thrusting back against Will. "Need to need you harder fast faster fuck Will "
Will was good at following directions. Loved following his brother's directions. Loved the feel of him around his cock and under his fingers. Loved the sight of him taking his cock deep inside his body. Loved the sound of him begging begging for Will to fuck him begging for it always begging for it
"Fuck, Pet, hold on," Will said through gritted teeth." As his own orgasm approached, he instinctively wrapped his fist tighter around Spike's cock and the two of them came in perfect synchronization. Every time.
As soon as Will's softened cock slid out of Spike, Will was spinning him and latching onto those sweet lips.
"Gonna miss this," he admitted when he took a moment to breathe.
"We'll find a way," Spike vowed. "I promise you, I'll find a way. We'll be together."
It took them a while to stop kissing, to stop touching, to stop looking at each other with longing looks. But eventually they straightened their clothes and went back to their seats, desperately trying to think of every excuse they could to get out of the house for an hour, a couple of hours, half a day.
"We'll have to sleep in separate beds again," Will realized with a deep sadness. In spite of all the other passengers, Spike leaned over and kissed Will's cheek. "Not gonna give up sleeping with you. Don't worry, we'll spill somethin' nasty on yer bed, somethin' that wont dry. Then you'll have to bed down with me."
Will beamed. "Brilliant!"
Airport security was still tight so Mum and Dad couldn't meet them at the gate. Thankfully. Spike and Will kept stopping along the way to the meeting area to kiss each other like they were saying goodbye. Signs along the way advertised things that they'd missed while they were in California, things inherent to native New Yorkers or naturalized ones. Like Gray's Papaya hot dogs and potato knishes. They were getting hungry for something besides each other.
"William!" some one called, a female someone who's teenaged voice sounded very pleased. "Will! Spike! Over here!"
The brothers smiled identical broad grins and ran to their sister.
"Dawn, missed you so much!" Spike admitted, pulling her into his arms. Will was on her other side, making the people around them smile at the obviously joyous family reunion. It was so nice when siblings genuinely loved each other and it was clear that the girl and her twin brothers truly did.
"Dad's waiting in the car," she told them when they put her down. "You only have carry-on, right?"
They nodded and each put an arm around her waist as they headed for the exit. If they also held onto each other, no one noticed.
"You decide which university for next year, Little Bit?" Spike asked as they walked.
"Well, I've narrowed it down to two."
"Which two?" Will asked, wondering why she sounded so hesitant.
"One in California and one in England. I got a scholarship to the one in England, but the one in California has a couple of things going for it too."
"Like what?" Will was really curious now.
She just smiled and blushed. "I'll let you know when I decide." And that's all she would say.
"Can we stop at Schnδck's?" Spike asked his father after he'd hugged him hello.
James Pratt rolled his eyes. "I'm not going all the way to Brooklyn so you can have a hot dog and a beer milk shake, Junior. Your aunt made kielbasa and german potato salad. You'll eat that and be grateful for it."
Spike smiled. Same old dad. With all the changes in his life in the last month, it was kind of a relief to find some things would always be the same. Truth to tell, he hadn't been sure of their reception. He hadn't talked to their father since his revelation earlier this month that they were both bisexual, but it seemed his Mum must have talked Dad down off the ledge on that score. There was no noticeable change in his attitude. Maybe she hadn't told him. No, Mum would tell.
That attitude would shift on a dime if the family especially their father knew the whole story. So they weren't going to find out. Even if he had to spend three days not touching his brother.
Thanksgiving? He'd be thankful when it was over.
"Dad, that's old people music. Here, let me-"
The action in the front kept the attention off Spike and William in the back. First their knees had "accidentally" touched. Then, when Dawn tried to get control of the radio, Will slid his foot over the hump in the middle so that it now sat on Spike's side and their legs touched from foot to calf. Spike had the urge to just slide over and give Will a big tasty kiss. It would get this anxiety over with if everyone knew. It would also end their lives because Dad would kill them.
He started paying attention to the conversation again when Will reached up front for the cd case.
"Hey, Nib, let me take a look at that." After a few minutes and some flipping back and forth, Will smiled like the Cheshire Cat and told Dawn to play number eight.
Streets of Fire. Good soundtrack, crappy movie. Which one was number eight?
Oh yeah. This was one of Mum's favourites.
Will's wonderful voice sang with the lyrics.
"I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right"
Wasn't this apropos? When Spike turned to tell Will just that, he was rendered speechless instead by Will's beautiful blue eyes boring into him. Singing the song to him. If he had been able to think about it, he would have been worried about what their father would say if he caught Will doing this. But he couldn't worry, he couldn't think, couldn't do anything but watch and listen.
"I can dream about you
I'm gonna press my lips against you and hold you to me
I can dream about you
You know you got me spellbound what else can it be"
God, he missed him already. It had only been a few hours since they'd been together but Will's sweet voice and soulful eyes were pulling him in, dragging him down, making him want to drown in his brother's touch.
They'd be together, he'd find a way.
"I don't understand it
I can't keep my mind off loving you
Ooo, now baby, I'm caught up in the magic I see in you
There's one thing to do"
Checking to make sure no one was looking, he mouthed, "I love you" across to William.
Grandma Pratt was giving Spike the third degree about why he changed courses and was only slightly mollified when he promised to switch back, just for her. It wouldn't do to tell her that he'd only switched in the first place to combat his lustful urges toward his brother and now that they had admitted they loved each other and all the physical delights that went with that knowledge they'd already decided that he would switch back.
It was impossible! They couldn't be who they really were around these people. Even Mum wasn't the comfort she usually was. If any of the others had fallen in love, they'd be here screaming that important news from the rafters.
But not Spike and Will. No, Spike and Will had to hide behind those masks again. Not the ones that had given them the freedom to admit their feelings on Halloween. They had to wear the invisible ones. The ones that didn't hide a loving glance, an adoring twinkle in your eye. The ones that made you have to pretend to be interested in people you barely knew and pretend to be indifferent to the one person in the world who held your heart.
"William!" Dawn yelled, right next to his ear.
He smiled. Okay, so there was plenty of room for Dawn in his heart too. He looked at her. Really looked at her. She'd grown up since the summer. Some of her baby fat was gone, replaced by a slim waist and very appealing breasts.
Oh, God! Now he was thinking about his sister like that!
She smiled, as if she knew what he was thinking.
"Me too, Studly, me too," she whispered in his ear and Will was afraid to ask what she meant. Changing the subject, she asked, "What were you thinking about just now? I was calling and calling.."
For some reason, Will didn't want to lie to her. But he couldn't tell her the truth either.
"Just hate this, same as always."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "We all hate it. Why don't you go rescue Spike from Grandma and head for the basement. I'll fix us some turkey sandwiches and meet you guys down there. Deal?"
"Funny," Will commented with no little amount of appreciation, "You don't look like an angel."
Dawn harrumphed and struck an alluring pose. "Bet your sweet ass I do. Now go save Spike."
She walked away, Will watching her ass as she did. When he turned toward Spike to go save him, he found Spike standing right next to him, smirking.
"And we thought we were going to hell before!"
They headed for the basement.
Little Bit has curves. Spike's hands were full of her, his mouth tasting hers, his body inhaling her scent.
He'd tried to avoid this, they both had. Walked down to the basement knowing what was coming, recognizing the look in their baby sister's eyes. It hadn't taken her long to break down their defenses. A few very hot glances, a few well chosen words, her body rubbing against theirs as she asked them to teach her to play pool and less than ten minutes later, here they were, her with her ass on the pool table as Spike desperately tried to get her shirt off as he ground his crotch into hers. Will had Spike's shirt off in no time, had had lots of practice. And her hot little hands were all over his chest and his dick is so fucking hard it feels like its going to fucking *break* and isn't it sinful to feel this bloody good?
They'd been raised Methodist, he knew the Commandments. Right now, he couldn't recall a single one about it being wrong to love your brother and sister. And he was positive there was nothing in there at all about making love to your brother and sister. For good or bad.
He could feel Will against his back and he couldn't resist turning his head and stealing a kiss from that sweet mouth. Kissing Will had always made him so hot, but this time, when Dawn's mouth joined theirs and he could feel all of theirs tongues touching and he could taste the three of them together, he actually broke out in a sweat.
Will remained busy, using his free left hand to unhook their sister's bra and Dawn helped it slide down her arms. Will started working his way down her neck, but Spike was more impatient as his mouth zeroed in on her nipple. He moaned and pulled Will down to join him, each one loving the feel of a woman in their mouths and their hands again.
What Spike had told their mother was true, they we *bi*sexual. But their love for one another had made their relationship exclusive, and their desire for each other had made them pass on any dating for the last year or so. So it had been a while for both of them as far as females were concerned. Looked like little sister found a way around that "exclusive relationship" rule. Because sisters don't count, did they?
Or do they count double?
Didn't matter. She was warm, willing and their arms. And this too, felt right. Like she was meant to be here with them, meant for
them.
It didn't take long to get her naked. Especially with the two of them working together.
Pool tables are useful for more than just pool. She looked glorious laid out there on the green baize, and Spike kicked off his boots, dropped his jeans and climbed up after her. He thought Will would join them, but he held back, walking around the edge to get a better view. His hands never left Dawn, though. He kept touching her, letting her know he was there.
Spike kissed his way up her body, spending extra time on her pussy, making sure she was ready to take him.
Will thought to ask, "Are you still a virgin, Baby?"
A small chuckle escaped her. "Um, no. About two years ago, Will."
Spike growled and looked up, "I'll bloody fuckin' kill him."
Dawn found his protectiveness endearing. "He was nice to me, Spike. Never called me again, which was fine by me even though he said he would but he was real gentle. Took his time."
Will ran a hand over her hair. "We're glad your first time was good, Little Bit. But we're a bit possessive. Tend to like things to be just ours." Spike growled his agreement as he dove into her again, determined to make her cum like no one had before. Her eyes rolled back in her head as his tongue entered her. God it was long and big. How does he do
"Spike! Oh God! Spike! Will! Shit! Knew it would be good but Oh oooooooooooooh Spike!"
Will put his hand over her mouth just as she started screaming. Luckily there was still enough noise coming from upstairs that no one would notice. He hoped.
While she was still in the midst of her climax, Spike moved quickly up her body and entered her.
"Oh God! Spike yeah "
Spike knew how she felt. This was incredible. More than he'd expected Felt like like he felt with Will. Oh no.
"I love you," she confessed.
He looked in her eyes and found them full of tears.
Not stopping, but gentling his movements, he told her, "I love you too, Little Bit."
This didn't satisfy her and she was shaking her head. "No, Spike. Will. I mean, I love you. I know I can't I know you love each other. But I do, I always have."
Again, Spike knew how she felt. He shied a glance at Will and didn't find censure, he found acceptance and agreement.
"I know, Baby. I love you too. Just like you do."
Will agreed with a nod as he shed the rest of his clothes and climbed up behind Spike.
"We love you, too, Dawn" he added when he was kneeling behind his brother. "I love you. Didn't want to admit it, just like with Spike."
Spike pulled back and out as Will's hand found her center, playing a bit and getting her natural lube to prepare Spike.
"Mmmmm," Dawn moaned when his fingers entered her and his thumb found her clit. Spike joined that moan when those same fingers slid into his tight ass.
"That's you in me, Baby," Spike told her. "You he's using to get me ready." He slid back inside of her. "Me in you and you in me."
"Doesn't that hurt?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Not if he does it right," Spike said with a smile. "One time he was drunk an' " he felt a slap on his ass cheek and Will's voice said, "Don't scare the girl, Spike."
"Never done it that way?" Spike asked her, to make sure.
She shook her head no and he smiled. "Now we know what to get ya fer Christmas."
She laughed but then Spike's face contorted as Will knelt behind him and slid into him. Will's movements pushed Spike deeper inside her and she felt like she was in heaven. It was like making love to both of her brothers at the same time.
Her back arched and she left her neck exposed as the complete fullness of their movements overloaded her senses. Spike didn't waste the opportunity. He licked his way up her chest to her neck, across her pulse point and then bit. Hard. It felt amazing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him closer to her.
She looked up to see Will looking down at her. He smiled. "Spike likes to mark his possessions." He turned his head and she saw a beautiful letter 'S' tattooed onto Will's neck, back under and behind his ear.
Spike came up for air then and turned his head as well, showing her the letter 'W' tattooed on his neck in the same spot. *They belong to each other.* It was so beautiful and made her feel very lonely.
"Looks like that's another two Christmas presents on our list for the Little Bit," Spike said, looking at her even though he was talking to his brother.
Her smile could light up a city.
Spike was so close and Will was nearing as well, Spike could feel it. He renewed his movements, angling up at every thrust to hit that perfect spot. She was so beautiful below him, flush and languid and decadent. He bent his head and latched onto a breast, sucking like a starving baby, letting the rough texture of his tongue skim the very top edge of her nipple. He figured she liked what he was doing when her legs tightened around his waist.
Will dug his fingers into the flesh at his brother's waist, trying to hold off so they could all come together.
"Come on, Baby," he urged. "Look so fucking good. I get my turn tonight, so don't plan on getting any sleep, all right? Want to sink into that luscious body gonna give me a turn, Baby?"
She was nodding in the affirmative but she didn't look completely coherent. She looked like a thoroughly debauched wanton and God, that was so bloody hot! He closed his eyes and held in the scream in his throat as he came inside his brother, who was, in turn, cumming inside their sister. Who was cumming.
Perfect timing. As always.
Will pulled out and pushed Spike to the side, anxious for a new experience. As Dawn rode out her orgasm, Will licked into her pussy, face getting wet with the mixed cum of Spike and Dawn. They tasted like there are no words. Not being a greedy sod, he let Spike in as well, both of them drinking the juices from their sister's body as she was drawn into yet another orgasm. After several cycles, they finally let her calm down. Will took the opportunity to undertake the job of cleaning the cum from Spike's cock.
Dawn leaned up and supported herself on her elbows, watching one brother's head bob up and down on the other's lap. "Fuck, that's hot!"
Spike winked at her and helped her up until she was standing over him with legs spread, him getting one more taste of her. Like clockwork, she came in Spike's mouth as he came in Will's.
Spike didn't know what the future would bring, no one did. But the next two days were sure going to be interesting and fun. Bloody fucking fun!
And Christmas? They were all going to get stockings full of coal. Because if he had anything to say about it, they were all going to be very bad.
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All recognizable characters, places and background belong to Mutant Enemy and Fox Corporation. I am merely using them to act out the pretty pictures in my head. No malicious infringment of copyright is intended.
(translation: Please don't sue me; I'm poor and you'll only get four dogs and the Buffy The Vampire Slayer™ and Angel™ series of DVDs.)
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