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Ethan pulled open the door half way, shielding the interior of the room from whomever was outside. He placed a hand on the towel wrapped around his waist, water from the bath still running down his neck and onto his bare chest. “Ah, yes?”
“Apologies, sir, a telegram for you.” The man, clad in the livery of the hotel, bowed shortly and held out a copper plate with a sealed envelope on it. “It just arrived from London.”
“London?” Ethan arched a brow and took the envelope with his free hand. “Thank you.”
“Of course, sir.”
“Hmm.” He closed the door again and twisted the key in the lock before turning around walking into the sitting room where his twin brother was lounging on a wicker chair, his feet up on the pouffe. “We have a telegram.”
“Oh? Who is it from?” Aiden glanced at him, eyes lingering on Ethan’s towel until his twin smirked and undid the knot, letting the garment fall to the tiled floor. They were both naked now, the dying heat of the Egyptian day flooded their apartment through open doors that led out to the terrace overlooking the Nile. In the mid-distance, the shadows of the great pyramids loomed over the sprawling city, magnificent in their limestone casing. “Ethan?”
“Sorry, I was admiring the view.” Ethan shrugged and sat opposite him. “We were on that boat for two weeks, it felt like a lifetime, stuck with all the others, not enough time to ourselves.”
“I thought you enjoyed cruising the Nile. You said it was one of the things we had to do on our great tour of the colonies. I would have been happy to remain on the French Rivera watching Jackson and his glorious actors record their sexy moving pictures!” Aiden sighed dramatically as Ethan rolled his eyes at him and opened the envelope. “Besides, we had the nights, didn’t we?”
“True enough.” Ethan shared Aiden’s knowing grin and felt his cock stir back into life. “But we couldn’t walk around naked as we do in the London house, wearing clothes felt so chafing!”
“Even in London I fear the servants have begun chattering amongst themselves,” Aiden sat upright, serious for a moment. “We need to be more careful.”
“Perhaps, or perhaps we need better servants, those who…understand.”
“Hmm, and join in? Haha, but either way, put it from your mind, brother, we have another few days here, more if you want.” Aiden nodded at the envelope again. “But tell me, who sent you that message?”
“Ahh, it’s from Brett Topperville,” Ethan exclaimed on opening it and unfolding the page inside. “You remember him, don’t you? The Scottish chap who went to Eton with us?”
“Ah, yes, champion rower, wasn’t he? Good old Brett ‘Takes Two’ Topperville!” Aiden nodded happily. “It was some occasion when he received that nickname, eh?!”
“Oh, indeed, indeed!” Ethan grinned and wrapped his free hand around his hardening cock, giving it a few long strokes. “Says here that he’s inviting us for the weekend around the end of October, all the way up to Topperville Manor. It’s in Scottish Highlands, I wager there’ll be good shooting up there!”
“Is it a shooting weekend?”
“He doesn’t say, telegrams are so short after all.” Ethan turned the page over just in case but shook his head. “No, just that there’ll be a small group of his friends. Hmm, could be like the Oxford Rower’s Gala all over again!”
“What a night!” Aiden sighed wistfully and started playing with his own dick. “Amazing what one can get away with when consuming vast quantities of spirits!”
“Oh, we’ve gotten away with some wild things here without having to drink.” Ethan winked at him and stood up. His thick cock was fully hard and stood out from his body as a pearl of precum gathered at the blunt tip. Ethan walked out onto their balcony terrace, taking a deep breath as the gentle, spice-infused wind brushed against him in a warm caress. In the far distance, across the vast desert sands, he could see the blue of day give way to the twilight of night and a sprinkling of stars. “Mmh.”
“You like that?” Aiden murmured, approaching his brother from behind. His equally aroused cock bent upwards as he pressed his body against that of Ethan’s, his hardness sandwiching pleasantly into his twin brother’s ass cheeks. He wrapped his arms around Ethan’s torso loosely and his lips touched against his collarbone, planting a row of kisses up Ethan’s neck to his chin. “Come, we should go inside, close the doors, enjoy the heat before we head back to cold London and the gossiping servants!”
“What about Brett’s invitation?” Ethan whispered, letting himself relax into Aiden’s grip, one hand reaching up to rub his hardening nipple. “Shall we go?”
“We do risk missing the annual Halloween Gala at the club, but I think we have a far superior chance of finding a willing partner for pleasure in a man who’s been stuck in the countryside for so long!” Aiden grinned against him and slowly started rubbing his cock up and down between his brother’s ass cheeks. “Besides, perhaps some of his friends are the same as us, hmm?”
“I doubt there is anyone quite the same as us.” Ethan chuckled and abruptly turned around, so they were standing face to face, cocks suddenly swinging against each other in a collision of pleasure. He leaned in and kissed his brother hard, their tongues instantly slipping over and against each other, carrying an insatiable desire. “Mmmh!”
“Enough,” Aiden pulled back a moment later, his tanned skin flushed, eyes shining brightly with ardent excitement. “To the bedroom, we have had to satisfy ourselves with hands and mouths on the steamboat these last two weeks. I need to be inside you!”
“Ah, and you think I don’t have the same needs?” Ethan smirked at him as they slowly walked together into the room, breaking apart only to close the wooden doors and light the oil lamps. A warm, pleasant orange glow filled the apartment and Ethan led the way into the bedroom. It was a large bed, matched by a similar one on the other side of the room, but they only needed the one, even if Aiden had rumpled the sheets on the spare to avoid suspicion.
“I am happy to allow you to fuck me, if you want to.” Aiden smirked at his brother’s expression as they closed the shutters just enough to allow a breeze in during the night. “But your ass is mine for the first bout!”
“You’d allow me? Oh ho ho, brother!” Ethan grinned and stretched his muscular arms over his head. “I take what I want!”
“In the finest traditions of the family, agreed!” Aiden gestured at the bed and smirked when Ethan climbed on, remaining on all fours, his ass pointing at the foot of the bed. “I will likely be too tired after this to contest you.”
“I highly doubt that!”
“Mmmmh! Oh yes, just like that!” Ethan moaned out low and long as he gripped the light cotton sheets with a fierce grasp. His eyes were closed as he concentrated on the sensations that flowed across his entire body, flames of pleasure that originated in his ass where his brother’s tongue and lips were pressing against and into him. Aiden’s hands kept his ass cheeks spread apart almost to the point of pain, but it was a delicious stretching, and one which undoubtedly framed his tight hole in an enticing manner. “Ahhh!”
“Mmf!” Aiden grunted against Ethan’s clenching ring, his tongue movements speeding up rapidly as he pulled back a little to allow himself space enough to start flicking the tip of his tongue all around the smooth skin of his brother’s hole. He could feel the heat building against his cheeks and blooming across his face, different to the sultry warmth that filled the room after the day’s intense sunlight. Aiden dipped his tongue deeper into Ethan’s hole, glorying in the connection that anchored them together. “Mmmh!”
“Oh, yes, yes, like that!” Ethan sighed happily and ground his ass back into Aiden’s face when his brother released his cheeks and instead wrapped his arms around Ethan’s midriff, pulling him closer. “Ah! Wow!” He gasped and jerked forward, his cock already impossibly hard as Aiden’s wriggling tongue was trapped inside his tight ring for a moment before Aiden pulled away from him completely. “Ugh!”
“Mmmh, hot!” Aiden slapped his brother’s tanned ass cheeks and grinned as he wiped his face with his free hand. “I missed doing that!”
“I missed you doing it too.” Ethan grinned back at him and rested his head on the bed, looking down his body and past his hard dick to where Aiden had stepped away from him. “I’d be happy for you to do it again after you’ve filled me up!”
“Oooh, really feeling your oats tonight, eh, brother?!” Aiden chuckled and took a glass bottle of oil from his travel bags. “We will have to see, I suppose, after you’ve had your turn.”
“Oh, so now, I will have a turn?”
“Maybe,” Aiden grinned and returned to the bed, unstopping the bottle. “You might just be too worn out by my giant cock that you can’t get yours going again!”
“We’re identical twins, both our dicks are big!” Ethan shook his head at Aiden’s logic as his brother poured a generous amount of oil onto his ass, letting it pool at the top of his crack before flexing his ass cheeks to allow the stream to flow down his crevice and over his hole. Any further objection he was going to make was instantly forgotten when Aiden’s fingers spread the oil all over his smooth cheeks and several fingers plunged eagerly into Ethan’s already spit-slick asshole. “Ugh! Oh, yes, I need you in there now!”
“I love hearing you beg for me, Ethan!” Aiden smirked when his brother shot him a furious look that gave way instantly to pleasure when Aiden brought his equally oiled cock up to Ethan’s hole, the head slipping between his cheeks frictionlessly. He pulled his fingers out with a hooked gesture, enough to gather another needy moan from Ethan. “Here it is.” Aiden whispered and pushed forward in one easy, practiced motion, spearing his brother’s tight asshole with his thick cock. “Ugh!”
“Agggh!” Ethan cried out, pain and pleasure mixing together with erotic delight as he gloried in the forbidden lust that brought them together. He arched his back and braced himself on his forearms, allowing Aiden to push in and pull out in rapid strokes, widening his clenching ring with each movement. Ethan felt his cock spasm and quake as Aiden sped up his thrusts, both of their voices joined in aroused moans and grunts, but he did not dare touch himself yet. All it would take was one quick jerk with his hand and Ethan knew he would shoot all over the bedsheets, and that would be a waste indeed when there were more erotic surfaces deserving of his load, such as his brother’s face or chest! “Ugh, yes, fuck me, Aiden!”
“I could do this all night!” Aiden bragged and slid one of his hands up Ethan’s torso to touch against his arousal hardened nipples. He grinned when he heard Ethan yelp and then moan. “Haha, you’re close already, aren’t you, I can feel the tension in your entire body!”
“I told you we went too long without a proper night together.” Ethan panted and started rocking back against Aiden’s torso. He timed the motion just as Aiden tried to pull out, ensuring that his brother’s cock remained buried to the hilt inside of him. “Ah! Oh! Yes, just like that!”
“I’m close, Ethan.” Aiden warned him and brought both hands to Ethan’s waist, gripping him tighter in order to pound in and out of Ethan’s hole. His brother clenched around him, but it wasn’t as tight as before, his muscles tiring in the face of the constant, rapid onslaught of Aiden’s hard, thick cock. “Uh! Uh! Uh!” Aiden gasped as he felt his balls tighten unexpectantly and then a wonderous feeling rushed through him as every muscle in his body tensed up and his cock shuddered and pulsed in Ethan’s hole. “Ahhhh! I’m cumming!”
“Mmh! Mmh! Mmf!” Ethan grunted, riding the wave of pleasure as Aiden’s cum flooded his ass so completely it began running down the backs of his thighs. His own cock bounced and slapped against his abs with delicious spasms of pleasure and arousal. Just as he was about to reach down and finish himself off, driven wild by the denial, Aiden abruptly pulled out of him with a wet sound. “Ah! What the hell, Aiden?!”
“Not yet, you still have to fuck me, remember?” Aiden smirked at him as Ethan rolled over and glared at him. “You always perform worse when you’ve just cum, I want a fresh dick in my ass if I’m going to have one at all.”
“Grr, this is so unfair!” Ethan growled at him and leapt up as Aiden backed away, stroking his still hard cock. Ethan’s eyes dropped to his brother’s dick, shiny and gleaming from the mix of oil and cum that coated the thick shaft and wide head. “I would have cleaned that for you and if you had done the same for me, I’d be just as hard as I need to be!”
“Well, come on over and take a slurp, bro.” Aiden pulled his hands away from his cock and grinned arrogantly at him. “I know how much you enjoy the taste of my batter!”
“Pfft, only as much as you like mine.” Ethan glared at him and shook his head. He clenched his ass when he felt Aiden’s load begin to slide out of his gaping hole. “I’ll just jerk myself off instead.”
“No way, I meant what I said, you’re fucking me with all that pent up lust or not at all!” Aiden made a grab for his arm when Ethan made to wrap a hand around his shaft. They glared at each other, and Ethan pushed at Aiden’s shoulder, both at an impasse until Aiden hooked his leg around Ethan’s ankle and swept him off his feet, sending them both tumbling onto the floor. “Haha!”
“Really?!” Ethan grunted as Aiden straddled his waist, both of their cocks grinding against each other as they moved in opposite directions, looking for the upper hand. He pushed his brother’s arms away from his face as Aiden tried to pin his hands above his head, leaning forward against him. “Gah!” Ethan continued to struggle against him, his brother slipping forward so their stomachs pressed tightly together, Aiden bracing himself on the floor with outstretched feet. “Egh!”
“Quit yar struggling!” Aiden cried out in an aggressive tone, undercut by his playful grin. He took a breath in and held it, making his ab muscles clench and become more prominent. Ethan mirrored him a moment later and Aiden grunted when he felt the ridges and valleys of Ethan’s abs interlock against his own. The sweet press of tanned musculature was like an erotic lightning bolt that flashed through him, making his cock harder than before. “Mmmh!” Aiden moaned and shifted from side to side, rubbing his defined abs against Ethan’s and glorying in the contact between them.
“Gah! Ah! Ugh!” Ethan bucked against him, his dick pressing deliciously along Aiden’s bouncing ass cheeks as his cock slipped under on one of Aiden’s movements across purposes from his own. He pushed Aiden’s arms back, his brother clearly distracted, and was able to press against his shoulders. A moment later, Ethan flipped Aiden over and pinned his arms behind his head. “Hah, gotcha!”
“Mmh, I let you.” Aiden tried to shrug before finding his shoulders were locked from their new position and instead, he just smirked. “Maybe I wanted to be on the bottom.”
“Oh, I know you do.”
“Haha, are you going to stick your dick in me now that I’m all vulnerable?!” Aiden pouted as his brother rolled his eyes at him.
“You’re never vulnerable, least of all now.” Ethan released his breath in a warm rush, their erotic wrestling had covered them both in a sheen of sweat that glowed golden in the lamplight. He felt a tremor of pleasure roll across his entire body as his cock pressed against Aiden’s own once again, both of them closer than before. Ethan’s nipples were painfully, erotically, hard and he released a needy groan when Aiden arched upwards, so their nipples touched against each other once, twice, before separating. “Ah! Ha, oh!”
“Mmh, you like that?” Aiden grinned and repeated the movement, arching upwards so his hard nipples swiped against Ethan’s equally aroused nubs. The points rose from perfect rings of darker flesh set in the middle of their square pectorals, developed from sport and calisthenics. Aiden shifted right exactly at the moment Ethan moved left and both of them moaned from the missed connection, their hard nipples rubbing against each other and then sliding along their pectorals again. Ethan released his hands and Aiden moved them down to rest on Ethan’s neck and shoulders, pulling him forward in a gentle movement that captured his mouth with Aiden’s own. “Mmh.”
“Mmm!” Ethan moaned into his brother’s mouth, their kiss was almost as erotic and daring as anything else they had done. Every time they kissed like this, tongues sliding over each other, lips moving and tasting the other, every time reminded him of the day, they first crossed that forbidden line and forged their greatest secret. Despite the danger it placed them in, Ethan wouldn’t trade the last few years for anything. It helped that they were already fabulously wealthy and able to pursue whatever they wanted, held aloft from social expectations by their vast fortune. “Mmh!” The press of Aiden’s hard nipples against his own brought Ethan back to the moment as though the points touching together created an electric circuit that could power an entire city. “Ah, damn! I need your ass now!”
“That’s the desperation I wanted to hear!” Aiden grinned at him as Ethan pushed off him quickly and gestured at the bed. He climbed up a moment later and hopped on the bed, moving backwards so he was resting against the pillows. Aiden lay down on his back and reached down to pull his legs wide open, revealing his asshole for his brother as Ethan grabbed the bottle of oil and splashed it on his abs, letting the glimmering liquid run down the hard ridges of his stomach. Ethan then gathered the streams at base of his hardness and stroked the oil along his fat, heavy cock. Aiden watched eagerly as Ethan climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of him. “Go on then, take your prize.”
“Gladly.” Ethan smiled at him and reached out with one hand, steadying himself with Aiden’s raised leg. His other hand gathered a brief slick of oil and rubbed it around his fingers before slipping them inside Aiden’s clenching ring. “Oooh!” Ethan echoed Aiden’s groan at the sudden intrusion. He flexed his fingers a little bit before pulling out, making sure Aiden was still tight with just enough lubrication around his asshole to make the full insertion a touch less painful. But they both liked it when Aiden was tight and snug. It made his looseness all the more enjoyable at the end! “Here I go.”
“Yes, finally, brother!” Aiden grinned as he watched Ethan shuffle forward. He could feel his twin brother’s cock press against his entrance, the length and girth a perfect match with his own. Aiden closed his eyes and let his head roll back as Ethan pushed into him, his teeth clenched as pain rolled outwards from his ass to his stomach. But after a few minutes when Ethan remained still inside him, Aiden nodded, the burning sensation diminishing. “Ach, alright, you can get moving now. That took longer than before.”
“If you’re sure?” Ethan waited for Aiden to nod and then started moving. Despite the delay, he was still rock hard, his cock locked in the vault of hot, tight heat as Aiden’s clenching ring fluttered around his thickness. Ethan pulled out slowly, withdrawing almost all the way out until his fat, precum-slick glans were all that filled his brother. Then he pushed in hard and fast, grunting as he filled Aiden completely. “Ugh!”
“Ah! Yes, just like that, Ethan!” Aiden moaned and wrapped his legs loosely around Ethan’s hips as his brother moved in and out of him, slowly building up the pace. He reached down and began to jerk off leisurely, enjoying the sensation of Ethan’s cock as it widened his ass and transformed it from a tight, clenching pucker into the gaping hole that always felt so damn good. “Ugh!”
“I knew, uh, I should, ah, have cum, oh, earlier!” Ethan panted, grunting every word as sweat rolled down his chest and made his already tanned skin glow in the warm light of the nearby lamps. “I’m already too close to cumming!”
“Don’t even try to complain!” Aiden smirked and moaned as Ethan sped up to a frantic pounding, the bed rocking and bucking against the wall. “Ahhhh! You wanna play in my ass afterwards, Ethan! Oh, yes, right there! Right there! Right there! Yes, I know you want to fuck me again with your cum leaking out! Ahhh!”
“Damn! Damn! Damn!” Ethan cried out and came suddenly, his cock thrusting back and forth wildly as hot, thick cum spurted from his dick and filled Aiden’s hole like cream in an éclair. “Ahhh!”
“Yes, just like that, my sexy brother!” Aiden urged him onwards and continued jerking himself in the meanwhile. His ass clenched tightly around Ethan’s cock and Aiden moaned when he saw the broken lust in Ethan’s eyes, his twin resuming his fevered pace seconds later. “You’re still hard?”
“I have another load to give you!” Ethan murmured, leaning forward to capture Aiden’s mouth in his own. His brother’s hand was awkwardly still working on his cock, but Ethan didn’t care, wanting to increase their connection. Aiden let his hand drop away, allowing his cock to be massaged instead by Ethan’s ab muscles as they rolled up and down, clenching and relaxing against his precum-slick cock. “Mmmf!”
“Aghh!” Aiden moaned into Ethan’s mouth as he squeezed his ass tightly around his brother’s cock, unwilling to allow even a drop of the fresh cum to escape his hole. But the seal couldn’t hold forever and as Ethan pulled back and away to let him jerk off again, Aiden could feel Ethan’s warm cream slide out of his ass, his hole gaping and ruined. “Fuck, fuck, too much!” Aiden cried out and shot his second load all over his stomach and abs, a few errant ropes splattering on his pectorals and hard nipples. “Ah, ah, ah, yes, Ethan, that was so good, bro.”
“Mmmh, it looks good!” Ethan grinned at him and grunted as he withdrew his cum coated cock from Aiden’s ass. He shuffled forward and pointed his cock at Aiden’ heaving chest, giving the thick shaft a few quick pulls before Ethan cried out again. “Ahhh!” Cum burst from the tip and drenched Aiden in his copious seed. “Ahh, yes, fuck, so hot!”
“Mmh, yes, it is!” Aiden purred as Ethan used his cock to swipe across his chest, gathering their cum and mixing it together, allowing it to adorn Aiden’s chest and nipples in an erotic display of their arousal. “Hmm, are you going to lick it off now?”
“Tempting…” Ethan smirked at him as an idea flashed through his mind. “But no, I like how both our loads are all over your chest. Don’t worry, though, brother, I still left a load in your ass to lick up!”
“Hmm, I’d just have to wash it out otherwise.” Aiden matched his grin and rolled onto his side, allowing Ethan to lie down in his place. He squatted over his brother’s head and slowly lowered his cum slick ass onto Ethan’s eager face, lips parted, the tip of his tongue at the ready. “Mmh, I can feel your hot breath!”
“Relax your ass for me, Aiden.” Ethan whispered huskily and reached up to spread his brother’s cheeks wide, so the clenching hole was laid bare above him. He watched as Aiden started to relax and his hole stopped puckering, a little trickle of Ethan’s cum dribbling out. Ethan pounced immediately, sucking on Aiden’s hole as hard as he could. “Agh! Ahhh! Mmmh!”
“Ahhh!” Aiden groaned as he felt Ethan eat him out with powerful, excited thrusts of his tongue and loud moans of delight, the sensation of the cum sliding out of his asshole was strangely arousing. “Damn, I’m hard again!”
“Mmhf!” Ethan moaned into his brother’s wet hole and let his cheeks bulge with the recovered cum, unwilling to remove his tingling tongue from Aiden’s ass. But the moment passed, and Aiden rolled off him, allowing Ethan to get up and run to the bathroom.
“Wowee, that was incredible!” Aiden shouted to him as he lay panting on the bed, his cock at half-mast. “Ah, wait, come back in here so I can give you another load, I want to return the favor!”
“Sounds like a plan, the night is young after all.” Ethan grinned at him as he sauntered back into the bedroom, his own cock hard as well.
The morning mist hung close to the ground, guided onwards by the errant breeze lifting off the lakeshore and across the still waters towards the forest. Tightly clustered trees of tall pines and slowly turning oaks sheltered the barren ground from the threat of sunlight. The mist extended beyond the forest’s edge and farther into its depths, carrying with it an almost cleansing scent.
A flock of birds took flight suddenly when a shadow passed beneath their tree, heavy feet and clawed toes pounding on the dirt. The monster-neither man nor beast-loped through the forest, back towards the stained copper roofs of the manor house in the distance. Blood dripped down the tree trunk from the creature’s rapid passing, fresh and dark. The sightless eyes of the woodsman stared up at the ashen sky as the mist swallowed him whole, keeping his ravaged body hidden among the now still and silent trees.
“Oh, yes, that’s the spot! Keep using your fingers, tease me with that talented tongue of yours, Henry!” Lord Topperville groaned deep in his chest as he leaned back in his bed, arms folded beneath his head, the blanket at his midriff moving up and down industrially as Henry worked on his cock. It was cool in the bedroom, the fire only freshly laid after the night’s coals were taken out. “Oooh, right there! Slip a finger inside my hole!”
“Mmf! Mmh!”
“Hmm?” Brett grunted and pushed back the blanket so he could look at his favorite servant, the lad’s chestnut colored hair was clipped short and his smooth cheeks bulged obscenely with Brett’s hard cock. He reached down and grasped the back of Henry’s head, urging him to resume his sucking. In the cold morning air, Brett felt shivers race across his naked body and his nipples hardened to stiff peaks. “Mmh, we shall have to have the fires roaring night and day to banish this chill now that the seasons have turned!”
“Mmh hmm!”
“Yes, quite right, bring down the heavy winter blankets when you’re done here…ah!” Brett grinned when his thoughts were devilishly disrupted by the probing fingers that curled in his asshole, pushing him to new erotic heights. “Oooh, that’s excellent!” He was about to start pumping his cock in and out of the willing mouth when a knock rang out on the door. “Bah! What is it?”
“The morning papers, my lord.”
“Oh, good, bring them in, Nolan.”
“Of course, my lord.” The door opened and Nolan entered, dressed in an immaculate three-piece suit and bowtie, a timepiece resting in one hand and the freshly ironed newspapers in the other. He walked over to the bed, unfazed by the enthusiastic activity occurring a few feet from him. “There was a telegram for you as well, your lordship, from London. It was sent yesterday, I believe, but the village only brought it up this morning.”
“Excellent, ah! Excellent, Nolan!” Brett grinned as he felt his orgasm thundering through his chest and down into the white-hot palaces of pleasure. His ass clenched around the invading digits, and he pulled Henry’s mouth as fully onto his cock as he could. “Oooh, here it cums! Oh! Ah! Yes! Oh, yes! Swallow my noble seed, you glory hound!” Brett grunted and arched his back as he pumped his cock in and out of Henry’s warm wet mouth, spurting shot after shot onto the youth’s talented tongue and throat. “Mmmh! Superb, as always!”
“Thank you, my lord.” Henry grinned at him after swallowing and climbed off the bed, his erection tenting his pants lewdly. Like all of Brett’s servants, he was dressed in the Spring and Summer garb of just tan cotton pants and no shirt, his chest strong and gleaming from the recent performance. “Glad to service you this morning!”
“The Von Raekens have confirmed their arrival in the capital, my lord.” Nolan continued in a conversational voice as Brett gestured for Henry to lower his pants and present his cock for Brett’s hand. The butler glanced down at the telegram and nodded. “They said they would catch the next train north, so I expect them to be here by the evening.”
“Excellent, excellent, send someone down with the motorcar, won’t you? We can’t have such distinguished scientists traipsing through the countryside trying to get here, eh?” Brett nodded and began to masturbate Henry’s large cock, his hand moving easily along the thick shaft aided by the copious precum that leaked from the shining glans. “And we have the explorer and his people here by midday, didn’t you say?”
“Yes, my lord.” Nolan folded the telegram and placed it on the nightstand as he walked over to draw the heavy velvet curtains. “They arrived in the village yesterday but were determined to climb Mount Connor this morning, somewhat daring, I would say, given the early snow on the peak.”
“Hmm, indeed.”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!” Henry groaned loudly and his cum splattered across the bedspread, headboard and Brett’s arm and shoulder. “Oh, uh, unmatched, your lordship…”
“I know.” Brett smirked and lay back with a contented sigh. “Go ahead and clean yourself off my skin but have Barns come and do the rest of the bed.”
“My lord, breakfast has been served below.” Nolan turned back from his inspection of the grounds beyond the window. “I shall call for Richard, yes?”
“Indeed.” Brett picked up the newspaper and browsed the front page as Henry slipped away with his coal bucket and brushes. “I’m thinking of the blue suit today, the one I picked up in Paris last month.”
“I shall let him know, sir.” Nolan nodded respectfully and left the room.
“I have a feeling that this dinner party is going to be very exciting!” Brett declared to the now empty room. His cock twitched in anticipation, and he smirked. “Hmm, I think I shall have Richard’s ass before breakfast, can’t walk around with a raging erection all day! Well, I can, and I do, but not with guests coming!” Brett grinned to himself as he got out of bed, resplendent in his naked glory. There was a knock on the door behind him and Richard entered, dressed only in his short, low-slung trousers. “Oh, good, come in, take off those pants and bend over!”
“Yes, your lordship!” Richard responded enthusiastically. “On the bed or on the table?”
“Ooh, the table, let’s be adventurous!”
“Are Charles and Jack ready for the dinner party’s entertainment tonight?” Gabe asked as he took a sip from his cup, steam wafting into his face. “Nolan?”
“Apologies, I was just thinking about which rooms to put our guests into.” The butler sighed and shook his head. “The Von Raekens and that Von Douglas character seem to be in some sort of feud, and the explorer and his fellows have been tracking up and down the length of the country, but none of them told me if the woman with them is one of their wives! I can’t very well just leave her in there with them, but if she’s married to either of them, they should stay together!”
“Don’t fret so much.” Gabe smiled at him and rested a hand on Nolan’s arm. “If there are any major disagreements, there’s over twenty bedrooms to choose from. They’ll settle themselves.”
“True, true.” Nolan’s lips fluttered to a smile before returning to a grim line. He took a drink of tea and stared across the rolling lawns towards the lonely moors at the far end of the estate. Tall trees from the thick forest to the east gave way along this path to the dull heathland, as the sun struggled to push through the grey Autumn skies. “Ah, you asked about the boys, didn’t you?”
“They’re ‘young men’ as Jack was only too keen to remind me this morning,” Gabe chuckled good-naturedly and nodded. “But yes, I spoke to him briefly as he left the orchard, I wanted to be sure that he and Charles know what they needed to do for the event.”
“It’s a dramatic re-enactment, as I understand it.” Nolan nodded. “His lordship’s guests are all learned and adventurous fellows, he wants to provide something unique…and Greek.”
“Greek?” Gabe echoed with an arched brow. “Will this be like last summer’s Roman fete? I’m still trying to get all the blood out of the spring bower.”
“Oh, I don’t think his lordship wants to sacrifice anything alive this time! He quite learned from that cow, I’d say!”
“Is it just the two of them or are there others performing in this Greek enactment?”
“Yes, I believe several of the farmers and woodsmen were roped into service,” Nolan replied, taking the final sip of his tea. “It is to be artistic and erotic and possibly interactive.”
“Interactive…hmm.” They shared a knowing smirk and then Gabe glanced to his left on hearing the crunch of gravel. “Ah, Parrish! Good morning!”
“Good morning, gentlemen.” The blacksmith smiled warmly at them and continued on towards the forge at the edge of the estate’s farm buildings. He was wearing his thick leather apron and nothing else apart from black leather gloves and sturdy boots.
“Hmm, now there is a man I would like to see perform with our youths!” Nolan murmured to Gabe as they both watched his bare, muscled back retreating from view. “How ravishing that would be to behold!”
“Hah, indeed, you should tell him then.” Gabe replied as Nolan gathered their cups and put them back on the tray, the butler flushing furiously. “Or continue to silently lust after him.”
“Quiet you!” Nolan glared at his friend, but there was no heat in the gaze. “Don’t you have a hunt to organize?”
“Already done, dear chap!” Gabe nodded happily as they began to walk back towards the servants’ hall. “The horses are ready, the hounds are eager, and I sent Robert out yesterday evening to check the trails, ensure there’d be game aplenty for Saturday. Speaking of which, he has not yet returned, hmm.”
“That’s not like him.”
“No, no, it is not.” Gabe shrugged off his worried frown. “I will go check on the boys in the hunting lodge, they’ve probably sent him to bed if he came in late. I’ll see you at lunch, Nolan.”
“Take care.” Nolan replied and walked back into the hustle and bustle of the house.
Thick clouds of acrid black smoke billowed upwards from the departing train, hauling its carriages onwards through the otherwise pristine Scottish countryside. Theo Von Raeken looked around at the emptying platform as his brother, Korey, checked over their luggage and then nodded at him. “Everything is there? Good, very good.”
“All our instruments are intact, nothing out of place, brother.” Korey replied, standing up straight. “So, this is the town of your illustrious friend?”
“A quaint place, is it not?” Theo nodded and put on his top hat, his gold clawed cane held in his other hand. “Much like Battenberg, hmm?”
“Please don’t remind me of that place, rumors and tall stories, nothing good came from it.” Korey sighed and let his monocle fall from his face, held to his waistcoat by a gold chain. He gestured with his own cane, a silver bear’s head resting in his palm. “This place, though, there is potential here, Battenberg had nothing but wasted time and money.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that, do you not remember Herzog and his fine brothers?!” Theo winked at him as Korey flushed. “Ahaha, so you do?”
“Indeed, but come, we should find this man Lord Topperville sent to bring us from the train station.”
“You assume much, brother.”
“He knows who we are, does he not? Any noble worth his salt will not have us walk to his holdings. No, let us try over here.” Korey gestured at the red bricked office building that the rest of the passengers came through. “Hmm. Perhaps I will stay with our luggage, there could be ruffians about!”
“Bah.” His brother grunted and then nodded. “As you wish, I’ll go find the man.”
“Thank you.” Korey smiled tightly and then reached into his travelling bag and pulled out a weather-beaten, slightly faded red leather-bound journal. He glanced up as Theo walked through the door and left him alone on the platform. Korey hummed tunelessly under his breath and then looked back at the journal. The pages were covered in meticulous handwriting interspersed with diagrams of strange symbols and rituals, drawings of bizarre creatures both whole and anatomical, as well as cramped notes in a different hand.
He flipped through the book until he reached a map that spread out across two pages, the edges drawn in red ink. Crosses and Xs were placed throughout the map, indicating places they had already been to and removed from their investigation. Other symbols were marked out in black ink, often scribed over townlands and terrain features. Korey looked up at the white sign directly opposite him, the name of the village they had arrived in writ large in black paint. “Connor’s Crossing. But where did he make his crossing?” Korey tapped the symbol of an open doorway on the map and fixed the sign with an intense gaze. “And what happened when you came back? I wonder if-”
“Korey!” Theo’s strong voice cut across his thoughts, his brother returning to the platform with another man, a youth clad in tanned tweed and a soft cap, holding a trolley in front of him. His broad shoulders and large hands indicated an agricultural upbringing or perhaps a miner, some manual profession, that Korey was certain of. “This is Thomas, he was sent down by Lord Topperville to gather us all together.”
“All?” Korey pulled his appraising gaze from Thomas and frowned. “Are there others joining us?”
“A trio of explorers we are to collect at the village pub, apparently.” Theo replied. “I gather they’re quite famous.”
“Hmm, alright then.”
“He is here as well.” Theo added quickly as Korey gestured for Thomas to start loading the luggage onto the trolley. He grimaced when his brother froze and looked past him. “I know-”
“Von Douglas!” Korey hissed, his eyes narrowing into a scowl. “Followed us here, did he? Eager to be the first to discover the Greater Menacing Pygmy Owl, I bet!”
“He is a scientist, just about.” Theo muttered darkly and then placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “I understand that Lord Topperville invited him as well. Perhaps he doesn’t know about our rivalry.”
“Rivalry? That man tried to kill us! Twice!” Korey barked as Thomas grabbed the last of the cases and scurried away. “And don’t defend him, Theo, if he hadn’t trapped us in that cave with the Lusty Fluffbear, we’d have got the answers we’ve had to come here for!”
“Ah, yes, good old Poppers,” Theo sighed longingly and steered Korey towards the exit. “We shouldn’t have let the science boys keep her, you know, that musk would have made us richer than the Kaiser!”
“It will serve better as a weapon,” Korey shrugged and stepped away from Theo’s grasp. “Unleashing the full force of unstoppable arousal on the battlefield will have soldiers stripping off and mounting each other, thrusting and moaning and cumming with wild abandon! Oh yes, no need to fight a war when you can just make your enemy completely spent and sated, ripe for the plundering!”
“As I said, fond memories!” Theo smirked at him, and they caught up to Thomas a moment later. The man was busy unloading the luggage into the motorcar when another voice called out in a deep German accent, more pronounced than their own.
“Do not jostle my cases! I did not cross all of Europe for such delicate instruments to be damaged here!” A tall, imposing man came around to the front of the vehicle, his handsome face pulled into a scowl, his gleaming blond hair swept back from his forehead. Garrett Von Douglas paused when he saw the Von Raeken brothers watching him, but whatever surprise he felt was quickly concealed and the man grunted at them, his gloved hands tight around his cane topped with a bronze fanged wolf’s head. “Hmph. So you are the ones I vas forced to vait for? I should have expected you to be right behind me.”
“All the better to stab you in the back!” Korey growled at him.
“Bah! As if you could!”
“Do not flatter yourself, Garrett.” Theo replied, stretching out his arm as Korey made to move forward. “We are here at his lordship’s invitation, just like you.”
“Is that so?” Garrett cleared his throat and swallowed, glancing between them as he did so. “You’re on the trail of your Pygmy Owl, I take it?”
“Its nesting grounds are further north.” Korey shook his head and then stepped into the back of the motorcar, sitting next to Theo as Garrett reluctantly sat opposite them. “I think we both know why we’re really here.”
“The Doorway?” Garrett replied carefully as Theo inclined his head silently. “I see, I see.”
“You’ll see nothing if I have anything to do with it!”
“Still smarting from being bested at Castle Templehoff?” The older man smirked as Korey glowered at him. “I did varn you about the trapdoors!”
“I think,” Theo laid a diplomatic hand on his brother’s knee and then looked over at Garrett. “I think that we might be even now, after all, we did leave you in the Black Forest completely naked and covered in honey.”
“He volunteered for that one.” Korey rolled his eyes as Garrett made an irritated noise. “I seem to recall it that way.”
“I said that one of us should act as bait for the Lesser Startled Verebear, but I did not mean myself!” Garrett snarled at them and then stiffly adjusted his collar. “In any case, it vorked in my favor, I am after all now the foremost expert on verebear pack dynamics and mating rituals, and I have the scars to prove it!”
“That is-”
“We’ve arrived at the pub, m’lords!” Thomas called out cheerfully from the front of the motorcar and thrust open his door. “I’ll just get their luggage and we’ll all be on our way to the manor house! Might be a bit of a tight fit though, so move up in the bed, eh!”
“I say!” Korey exclaimed in an offended tone.
“As if it vasn’t cramped enough!” Garrett muttered and the two of them looked at each other in horror that they were in agreement before Garrett huffed. “But I’m sure ve’ll make it vork!”
“Really, Korey?” Theo whispered as they moved over towards the window to make room for the trio of emerging explorers. “This could all be avoided if you two just talked about what happened in-”
“Do not get me started…” Korey grunted and leaned back into the hard cushions. "Not in front of strangers, Theo!"
“Stiles Stilinski, Explorer Extraordinaire! Pleased to meet you!” He boomed out in a jovial voice. Stiles reached over to shake each of their hands, smiling as the Germans introduced themselves. “Excellent stuff, I’ll just sit in here next to you, Dr. Raeken.”
“Of course.”
“Jolly good, jolly good indeed!” Stiles gave them a toothy grin and then waited for his friends to climb aboard. “All crammed in like sardines, eh?! Reminds me of that time in Port-au-Prince when I-”
“Perhaps some introductions first, sir?” The younger Von Raeken spoke up, his dark eyes and smooth complexion revealing nothing beyond an innocent expression.
“Ah, of course, of course, where are my manners? This ain’t a whorehouse in New York after all! Hahaha!” Stiles threw out a hand to the man across from him. “This here is my stalwart companion, Scott McCall, the most fearless boat captain in all the Americas! I once witnessed him rip off his shirt and wrestle a crocodile into submission!”
“Oh, please, Stiles, I often rip my shirt off and wrestle people into submission!” The swarthy, muscular man grinned widely at them all and sat upright, thrusting his chest forward. “Whenever there’s occasion for it, my shirt gets ripped off!”
“Indeed, indeed, the sight of those tanned, rippling muscles has been the source of much inspiration for us all to carry onwards even in the most dire of situations!” Stiles nodded eagerly. He lowered his voice slightly to speak to the rest of the group as Scott undid several buttons to reveal his smooth pectoral muscles. “Quite the hero, eh? Malia has some very rousing sketches she can show you later!”
“Indeed I have!” The third member of his expeditionary force spoke up and smiled pleasantly. “Malia Tate at your service! I am Mr. Stilinski’s secretary.”
“Secretary?” Garrett Von Douglas glanced at her with ill-concealed disdain. “Vhat use vould an explorer, even an American, have vith such a functionary…and a voman at that?!”
“Now you just hang on a minute, buster!” Stiles cried out, balling his fists.
“It’s fine, Stiles.” Malia smiled pleasantly at Garrett. “We’re much more progressive in the United States after all.”
“Indeed,” Scott nodded encouragingly. “And I’d warn you, sir, Malia is as dangerous with hatchet and pistol as she is with pen and paper! She once rescued myself and Stiles as we were being ravished by the MuMu tribe of deepest, darkest Brazil! Malia leapt into action, weapons in hand and cut down the savages by the dozen! Fearless!”
“Indeed?” Garrett hummed and then nodded, evidently impressed. “And you freed your employer and colleague after that?”
“Oh Lord no!” Stiles barked a laugh. “We were already tied up and aroused, you can’t just leave virile young men hard and wanting! It was quite the adventure! Reminds me of the time in Peru when I recovered the golden pleasure stick of-”
“Arriving at the manor house now, lady and gents!” Thomas’ voice cut across his story. “Take a look out of the left-hand window and you’ll see the property come into view!”
Ethan sighed dramatically as Aiden ruffled the edges of the map spread out across the hot bonnet of the motorcar. “I told you we should have taken the train!”
“I was the one who suggested that, you said it would be more fun to travel by road and enjoy the trip.” Aiden replied calmly, tracing his finger along the route they had taken so far. “And we have, haven’t we?”
“Oh, you know me, I love to stop, admire the scenery, and boink each other’s brains out as much as the next guy, but it’s past mid-afternoon and we were meant to be there by three!” Ethan gestured at him and pulled his spent cock from Aiden’s gaping, cum-filled asshole. “Ugh! That was a good one too!”
“I think this is the castle Brett told us about on the way to his place.” Aiden replied, his free hand milking the last of his cum from his dripping cock. He glanced up at the stony ruin that dominated the landscape. “Yes, I think so. That would mean…if we follow this road to Connor’s Crossing…ah, we’re practically there! A half hour at the most.”
“Hmm, well, that’s more acceptable, I suppose.” Ethan grunted and continued to rub his still hard cock up and down Aiden’s sloppy crack, glorying in the furnace heat that glanced against his aroused member. “I have another load left, I think, and you’re already so messy and loose back here, I’d hate to think of you clenching all the way to the manor house!”
“You always have another load left, my insatiable brother!” Aiden smirked and spread his legs, leaning down on the front of the motorcar to better present his tanned dark ass cheeks and glistening crevice. “But hold onto it for now, you may need it for tonight!”
“Mmmh, I look forward to making love in a bed and not on the seats of this car again.” Ethan moaned huskily as he stepped backwards to view his brother’s tempting body, his waistcoat and shirt pulled up halfway above his waist. His legs were constrained by his trousers pooled around his feet and Aiden had refused to take them off fully in case they were discovered by chance on the lonely road. “Hmm, but if you want me to wait, why offer your delicious ass to me like this?”
“Oh, I think you know the reason.” Aiden looked over his shoulder with a naughty grin. “Ever since Egypt, you cannot get enough of eating my ass after we’re done and spent. And I am feeling so messy and full down there right now.”
“Oooh, don’t tease me, brother!”
“I’m all for…wait.” Aiden looked up the road, panic spreading across his features. “That’s another vehicle! Quick, pull up your pants!”
They scrambled to get dressed, arousal forgotten as the sound of a loud engine came towards them. Just as Ethan had his trousers buckled and Aiden had tucked his shirt in, a large black and red motorcar came around the corner. Small flags were attached to the front lights and the windows were tinted to obscure the occupants. A moment later, the vehicle reached another bend in the road and disappeared from view.
“Phew!” Aiden exclaimed and gave Ethan a disapproving look. “We are not risking that again! Get inside and let’s find this damnable estate!”
“Very well, you are probably right.” Ethan agreed sheepishly and sat into the passenger’s side. “Give me the map and I’ll direct you.”
“Good, good.” Aiden grimaced as he sat down with a noticeable squelch. “Ugh! I’ll need a bath when we reach Brett’s house, and these trousers are definitely ruined!”
The village of Connor’s Crossing was quaint and quiet as they passed through it down the one large street that ran the length of the village. It was wide, perhaps to use on market days and had two grocers, a hardware supplier, and a host of other shops whose windows were too faded to make out their profession. The church was large and its graveyard expansive, backing onto the oppressive forest that reached down from the foothills of the mountain in the distance. Ethan looked out the window as they passed around the village square, taking in the neatly planted rows of flowers, no longer blooming as Autumn wrapped around them fully. There had been a snap to the air when they were out of the car earlier, although neither had let it stop their energetic roadside adventures.
The road beyond the village was paved for about three quarters of a mile before giving out to a graveled path with the occasional muddy pothole that Aiden avoid with ease. Just as Ethan was about to remark that perhaps they were going the wrong way, they rounded a crescent turn to behold the magnificence of the Topperville manor. It lay resplendent between the richly forested hills and the sloping valley that led out to the moors that stretched across the region. A wide river flowed turgidly along at its western flanks, crossed by a splendid stone bridge that stretched over the dark waters for almost half a mile. Rocky outcroppings and mossy stones interrupted the flow and Ethan could see from the watermarks on the stone arches of the bridge that the river was at its low point.
Beyond the bridge, the manor itself came into view fully. It was mix of a modern Eighteenth Century big house and that of the castle that must have originally stood there. Ethan nodded as Aiden pointed out the battlements and tall curtain wall that wrapped around the outer perimeter facing the moor. Flags bearing the Topperville crest flew proudly in the strengthening wind; a flexing arm clutching a spear on a field of deep blue.
They passed across the bridge and into the courtyard to find that there was a welcoming party headed by Brett and his staff.
“Oh my!” Ethan murmured, his hand dropping to massage his growing cock as he beheld the parade of shirtless youths waiting them at the front entrance. “What a marvelous greeting!”
“Where does he get his staff?” Aiden echoed his amazement. “All young, all men, all delectable to witness!”
“Well, at least we found it.”
“Hah!” Aiden smirked at Ethan as he slowed to a stop. “I told you I knew where I was going!”
“Bah! Poppycock!” Ethan shook his head and climbed out of the motorcar. “If we had listened to you, we’d be in Edinburgh! Ah, Brett, you old sausage! Good to see you!”
“And you, err, Ethan?” He paused as they shook hands, glancing from one twin to the other. “So hard to tell with you two!”
“I’m Ethan, yes.”
“Difficult to tell now, but trust me, you’d know it was him when we’re out of our driving clothes!” Aiden winked at Brett, grinning as the man smirked and arched his brows with clear interest. “Fabulous place you’ve got here!”
“A bit out of the way, but far from civilization's prying eyes.” Brett took their arms in each of his and turned around, guiding them towards the grand entranceway. He nodded towards the butler standing stiffly at the head of the large staff presented before them. “My man, Nolan, will be happy to satisfy whatever needs you have, and several of my best footmen are available to dress you for dinner, if you desire their helping, nimble hands!”
“Oh yes, please!” Ethan gushed. “I love their outfits! So alluring!”
“Still in summer wear for now, they’ll have to put on vests for the winter season soon, I’m afraid.” Brett replied wistfully. “If only you were here in the summer heat earlier, oh, they were splendid indeed! But as I said, Nolan will be happy to help you with whatever you need.”
“My lords.” Nolan bowed his head respectfully. “Welcome to the Topperville Estate.”
“Pleasure to be here.” Aiden smirked at him, licking his lips when he saw the footman nearest him glance in their direction and then look away, cheeks flushing scarlet. “A pleasure indeed!”
“Come, come, my friends!” Brett released them as they entered the plush atrium, long, sensual tapestries hanging from the walls, a gentle gurgle of water coming from the erotic water feature in the center of the room washed across their senses. “Nolan, will you have Edward and Sam take the twins’ luggage up to their rooms? The Palace room is interconnected; two rooms, two beds, but you’ll be right next to each other.” He said to Ethan, giving him a knowing wink. “I’m sure you’re both tired from your drive.”
“Indeed.” Aiden glanced around as Nolan hovered nearby. “Could I trouble you to run me a bath? I am quite, uh, soiled from the journey. Our motorcar is rather smoky!”
“Of course, sir.” Nolan nodded and gestured to one of Brett’s many shirtless male servants. He turned back to Aiden a moment later. “Both rooms have baths, my lord, will you each want a bath?”
“No, just fill the one tub.” Ethan shook his head as Brett gave him a sly smirk. “Ah, but where are your other guests, Brett?”
“Resting for the most part; the Von Raeken brothers are touring the grounds, and I just received the Prince Hewitt de Mason and his acquaintance, Liam Dunbar.”
“Dunbar…I know that name.” Ethan tapped his lips thoughtfully and then nodded. “Of course! He’s that big game hunter! Captured a live Bigmatu Water Panda cub and presented it to the King! Jolly strapping looking fellow if I do say so!”
“Oh, yes, he is quite the sight to behold!” Brett smiled as Aiden began to climb the richly carpeted stairs. “And the Prince too, an exotic delight that I am eager to converse more with! Ah, but go, rest, recover your strength! The gong will go for dinner in about two hours.”
The bedrooms they were shown into were identical but mirrored, with the connecting door on Ethan’s right and Aiden’s left as they entered. Each room was well appointed and richly decorated with patterned wallpaper of royal blue fleur-de-lis on a forest green field. There was a tall fireplace that dominated one wall, its leaping orange flames an inviting contrast to the gathering darkness at the wide windows which let the last of the evening light inside. The vast forest was clearly visible from each window, its dark and thick treeline gave nothing away as to what may be contained within.
Next to each fireplace was a comfortable armchair and small table for reading or drinking. Beyond the armchair, the bed was pushed back against the wall, each a large fourposter with four sizeable goose feather pillows and a thick woolen blanket with knitted patterns of wolves prancing upright across them. In a separate area off Aiden’s bedroom, a large ceramic bath stood on clawed legs out in the middle of the floor already full of boiling water, steam rising from its still surface. Several large enamel jugs stood next to the bath, also filled with hot and cold water.
“Ah, capital stuff!” Aiden exclaimed as he entered the bathroom and immediately began stripping out of his suit. His brother was in the other room, no doubt flirting with the house staff, but Aiden couldn’t wait to sink into the steamy embrace of the cleansing heat. Leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor, his undergarments still wet from Ethan’s most recent cum splattering, Aiden stepped into the bath, hissing momentarily at the heat. But after grabbing one of the jugs and seeing that it was cold water, he adjusted the temperature to his liking and sat down in the now-comfortable water. “Ahhh, excellent!”
“Found the bath already?” Ethan pushed open the door and leaned against the frame, unabashedly admiring his brother’s naked form. Aiden had deliberately got in to face the doorway and Ethan dropped a hand to stroke the erection pushing out from his trousers. “Mmh, looks comfortable.”
“Big enough for two, I’d say.” Aiden winked at him and smirked when Ethan immediately began to pull off his clothes. He grabbed the bar of soap and the washcloth, beginning to lather the soap as he watched Ethan finally free his cock, the rigid member slapping against his stomach with a pleasantly wet sound. “Come on, get in.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice!” Ethan shut the door behind him and padded over to the bath. He climbed in opposite his brother, groaning as the hot water enveloped his torso from just beneath his pectorals, his shoulders and head above the rising steam. Aiden shifted his legs wide to allow Ethan to stretch out more comfortably. Both were fully erect, their cocks not breaching the water and both twins shivered at the sensations the heat and liquid caused around their aching dicks. “Mmmh, let me help you with that washcloth.”
“As you wish.” Aiden lay back further, his arms on the wide rim of the bathtub, hands holding the edges just hard enough that he wouldn’t slide down completely. Ethan surged forward, moving so his knees supported his weight and his face was at Aiden’s chest. He plucked the soap and cloth from his brother’s hands and washed his smooth, tanned skin with loving attention. “Mmh, that feels good.”
“I know.” Ethan smirked and let the cloth sink over Aiden’s cock, wrapping one hand around the shaft and moving the cloth up and down, drawing more moans from his twin’s parted lips. Ethan felt his own cock spasm in the water and used his free hand to trace down Aiden’s thigh and between his legs. “Lie back further, let your legs float. Yes, just like that.” He had easy access to Aiden’s hole now and Ethan fingered him with familiar ease, pushing through Aiden’s clenching ring. “Ahh, very good, let’s get this nice and clean for later tonight!”
“You are reading my mind, brother.” Aiden moaned and pulled his legs up onto the bath’s rim, exposing himself fully. “But after this, I’m doing the same to you. I let you have your fun all the way from London, you owe me your fine ass!”
“If you think you can take it!” Ethan replied cockily, continuing to pleasure his brother’s hole and cock. He let his own ass cheeks flex and relax in the water, already eager to feel Aiden’s fingers probing him, though truth be told, Ethan would rather if it were Aiden’s talented tongue inside him instead! “You’re close, I can feel your balls tightening.”
“Then stop, I don’t want to cum now.” Aiden shook his head and put his legs down as Ethan released him and lay back, mirroring his position. “Ah ha! My turn!”
Ethan rolled over, getting up on his hands and knees instead, feeling the water flow off him and leave his muscular ass exposed and no doubt gleaming from the moisture. “It is all-”
“Excuse me, sirs!” The voice came from outside the bathroom door. “We’re here to dress you for dinner.”
“Agh!” Ethan growled and glanced over his shoulder at Aiden. “Do you want to send them away?”
“Why not invite them in?!” Aiden winked at him and sat back on his haunches, his cock still hard and waiting.
“Oh, I like how you think!” Ethan grinned. “Err, what were your names again?”
“Uh, I’m Edward, and Sam is with me, sir.” The voice replied somewhat confusedly.
“Excellent, come on in, lads.” Ethan instructed, smiling wider when the door opened and the two strapping young men entered, dressed as all-except the butler anyway-in just short pants and boots. They glanced at each other but seemed unsurprised by the naked gentlemen sharing a bath together. “Come on, you are to help us, correct?”
“Yes, sir.” Sam replied stepping forward, a small smile on his angelic face. “However you desire.”
“I like the sound of that!” Aiden grinned and beckoned him over. He glanced at Ethan and then nodded at Sam and Edward. “Shall we, brother?”
“Oh, we shall indeed!”