Page 5 of Heartless

"Exactly," I said. "But there's something about torture and death. It turns me on almost as hard as Lila."

I unzipped my jeans and pushed down the front of my boxers, until my cock sprang free. I wrapped my fingers around my length and stroked my hand up and down until I was hard.

I stood with my feet slightly apart, cock directly over Scott's grave.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Parker pull out his own cock and do the same thing.

I looked away from him and kept on sliding and tugging my hand up and down from my balls to my tip. Pre-cum beaded on my slit and dripped onto the dirt road above Scott's face.

I rolled my hips and pressed my lips together to keep from groaning out loud. The pressure in my balls built to an almost unbearable level. They felt hot, tight and heavy. Begging for release.

Beside me, Parker let out a long, low moan. His movements became faster and faster, before a squirt of cum shot out his tip and over Scott's grave.

Spurred on by my twin, a rush of blood hammered through me and I came, squirting my own cum over the freshly packed dirt. It spread across Parker's, before sinking into the ground.

"That was all kinds of fucked up." Parker tucked his cock away in his pants and did up his zipper.

I laughed softly. "If there's anything we're good at, it's things which are all kinds of fucked up. It comes with being a Brantley."

I shook the last drop off the head of my cock and put mine away too. Coming like this only took the edge off. What I really needed was to sink my cock deep into Lila's pussy and pound her so hard I wrecked her for days. Just the way we liked it.

"It's the best thing about being a Brantley." Parker grabbed up his shovel and lifted it up to his shoulder.

I grabbed my own. "I thought the best thing was being my brother."

"I think they go hand in hand." He shrugged, then broke into a grin. "Or dick in hand."

I laughed louder and offered him a high-five with my spare hand. The best thing about having a twin was getting up to all sorts of shit together. Whatever happened, we always had each other's backs. We never judged each other, not really. We gave each other shit, but when push came to shove, we were a team.

Lila was the last woman we both ever wanted to fuck, but she wasn't the first we both shared. More than one woman had woken up sore from us both.

"As long as you keep your hand off my dick," I told him. We were close, but we weren'tthatclose. I was sure women pictured us doing things to each other, but that wasn't our jam.

Besides, we had plenty of women, and men, before Lila; we didn't need to touch each other. With her… She was always willing to go along with whatever we wanted. Neither of us went without.

"Dude." Parker grimaced in the light from a window at the bottom of the Academy building. "I'd have to find yours first."

I snorted loudly before leaning my shovel up against the wall inside the shed. "My cock is so big, you wouldn't get your hand around it."

"I think you're protesting too much." He leaned his shovel up beside mine and cast a look around the room before stepping over to scoop up the zip ties and duct tape.

"Don't make me use this on you." I picked up the shears and waved them at him before hanging them on a hook on the wall.

"You wouldn't do that," he said easily. "You love me too much. Besides, who else would do this shit with you but me?"

"I'm sure I'd find someone." I draped my arm over his shoulder and gave him a bro hug before shoving him out into the night and closing the shed door behind us.

"Who? Zeke?" Parker laughed. He'd staggered a few steps before finding his footing again. Shame, I would have laughed my ass off if he fell on his knees.

I barked a laugh of my own. "Zeke is nothing but a party pooper. Reuben and Caleb wouldn't want to get their suits dirty. Joshua too. Lucas is too busy fucking… What's her name? Amity Fiorelli."

Parker nodded. "I guess that leaves me. Although, there's a few guys outside the family who might be fun to hang around with."

I looked at him sideways. "Yeah? Like who? Mr D?"

"Maybe," Parker shrugged. "I was thinking more of his brother, Asher. Or Asher's cousin Ric. Or better yet, the so-called Devils of Dusk Bay."

He spoke derisively, as if they in no way deserved such a cool, collective nickname. I had a fair idea of the shit they got up to. They deserved it as much as we deserved ours— the evil twins.

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