Lazy Days

Dec. 30th, 2009 08:38 pm
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Another smut fanfic. The Kaulitz twins again. This is my second ever smut so I would love to know what you think :)

Summary: A lazy day in the sun turns into something a little less innocent.

The wind danced lazily over the field, sweeping the grass in pretty swirls and dusting over Bill’s hair, tickling strands across his face. He had his eyes shut against the glare of the sun and felt he was quite content to spend the remainder of the day lying among the tall grass with Tom. His head was propped comfortably onto his twin’s belly and Bill was enjoying the steady motion of his stomach as Tom breathed in and out calmly.

Tom shifted beneath him, rolling out and causing Bill’s head to fall to the ground, “Ugh, Tomi.” Bill whined.

Tom chuckled, “Princess.”

Bill scowled but kept his eyes shut. He was too relaxed to care that much. As long as his brother’s movement didn’t require him to leave; Bill was floating in perfect Zen and had no intentions of falling out of it.

“Shiny Bill.”

Bill cracked an eye open and found his brother hovering over him, smiling, “What?”

“You’re shining,” Tom noted softly.

“Shining?” Bill repeated with a little frown.

Tom nodded, “Yes, in the sun.”

Bill smiled and opened both eyes, reaching a hand up to caress Tom’s cheek affectionately.

“Beautiful Bill,” Tom said, adjusting his position and scooted closer to his little brother.

Bill smiled wider and curled his fingers round one of Tom’s braids, pulling him down for a chaste kiss. Tom nudged his tongue between Bill’s lips gently and Bill moaned quietly, closing his eyes again.

The kiss was slow and sweet and when Tom pulled back he grinned fondly down at Bill, admiring his twin’s thick lashes fanned out over his cheeks that were flushed slightly pink from the sun.

Bill smiled as he felt Tom move down next to him, aligning their bodies snugly. His brother wrapped a hand around Bill’s waist, rubbing his belly smoothly. He was so happy, he loved these languid afternoons Tom and he could spend together, away from the rest of the world. They used to come to this field when they were younger, if only to get away for a few hours, delight in each other alone. It was surrounded by massive undergrowth and shrubbery, always a benefit when in need of privacy.

“Bill?” Tom propped himself on one elbow, looking down over his little brother.

“Hmm?” Bill hummed, stretching his arms above himself, then linked his fingers together, settling them beneath his head.

“Would you ever give it all up?” Tom posed the question quietly, his voice barely cracking above a whisper.

Bill opened one eye again, turning his head to Tom, “Give what up?”

“Tokio Hotel,” Tom said, watching his brother closely.

Bill didn’t hesitate, he shook his head with a resolute, “No, never.”

Tom frowned, “You didn’t even have to think that one over,” he bleated.

“What’s there to think about?” Bill asked, genuinely curious.

“Me,” Tom swiped a thumb over Bill’s lips and his twin smiled.

“I would have you with or without Tokio Hotel,” he answered with a light chuckle, his lids drooping shut again, “Silly Tomi.”

Tom couldn’t resist, he bowed over Bill and touched his lips to Bill’s, he loved the taste of his baby brother; he always had. He could still recall their first kiss as if it were yesterday. They’d been late out of school much to both twin’s annoyance and it was tipping buckets from the sky, the heavens had opened, as their mother would say. They’d been running home through the downpour, Bill tugging on Tom’s wrist trying to get him to hurry up which Tom’d protested he couldn’t because of his jeans. Bill’s only retort to that was, “get some smaller jeans.”

So heavy had the rain been the twins had been forced to take shelter in a bus stop that had been sitting on the roadside and looked pleasantly inviting. They’d stood shivering together, Bill was shuddering violently and Tom hated to see his brother in any discomfort so he’d wrapped his arms around his brother’s small frame tenderly and held their bodies together, sharing heat.

Bill had smiled and wrinkled his nose at Tom appreciatively, snuggling into his embrace and before Tom knew what he was doing his lips were on Bill’s. Neither twin made any effort to break the kiss and after that things were different, things were better.

Tom broke away from Bill’s present lips, brushing their noses together. Bill smiled idly and turned his head, nosing into Tom’s shoulder.

Tom pulled his twin into his arms, and they lay together in the grass.

Silence followed for some minutes before Tom brought back their previous conversation, “Is there nothing that would make you want to give this up?”

Bill’s nose wrinkled again, “Tomi, I have everything I want,” he sighed.

“Wouldn’t you just want to do this all day?” Tom wondered aloud, stroking Bill’s side.

“I’m doing it now,” Bill countered.

Tom rolled his eyes and laid back, Bill shifted into him, resting his head on Tom’s shoulder, humming lazily.

“I just think it gets a bit hectic sometimes,” Tom muttered, staring up at the sky, watching a fluffy cloud drift overhead.

“Hmm, but I like it.” Bill said.

“I would like a lazy life,” Tom mused absently.

“We’d get bored,” Bill reasoned.

“Suppose so,” Tom agreed. He did indeed agree with this remark. Both twins had always been bombing around the town before Tokio Hotel, always hunting for something to keep them preoccupied for more than five minutes. It drove both their mother and the neighbours crazy.

Bill suddenly looked up at Tom, straining his neck to peer at him, “Would you really throw away what we’ve built?”

Tom looked down at Bill and almost laughed. Bill was wide eyed and almost frenzied, “Bill, no. I would just appreciate a few more days like this each year.”

“Oh,” Bill said, brow dipped as he mulled over Tom’s response, “Aren’t you proud of what we’ve done?”

This time Tom actually did chuckle, “Bill! Of course I am.”

Bill stuck his bottom lip out petulantly, “Good.”

“I’m happy as long as you’re with me.” Tom said in finality of their discussion.

Bill smiled happily, kissed the corner of Tom’s mouth and slumped back down onto his shoulder, curling his body around his older brother and nestling into his neck.

After some moments Tom began tapping out a rhythm on Bill’s hip, in fact it was a Tokio Hotel song and Tom watched as Bill smiled in recognition; it was their song.

“Sing to me?” Tom requested quietly, dropping a kiss to his brother’s temple.

Bill sighed, stirring as a light breeze floated over them, disturbing his hair and pushing it over his face, he blinked and twitched his nose, trying to relieve himself of his hair with minimal efforts. The results were unsuccessful and Bill sneezed, subsequently blowing away the locks of hair.

Tom chuckled softly, “cute.”

Bill scowled good naturedly, “cute?”

Tom nodded, nuzzling into Bill’s glossy tendrils, “very.”

“Don’t I get to be something more than 'cute’,” Bill asked, looking up at Tom and pouting.

“Sweet?” Tom suggested.

Bill poked Tom’s belly and Tom laughed, sitting up and causing Bill to tumble off him with a cry of indignation. He recovered himself and, helped by Tom, crawled into his twin’s lap, wrapping his legs around his waist.

“You were saying?” Bill prompted, placing his hands on Tom’s shoulders and leaning in close.

Tom grinned and licked the tip of Bill’s nose affectionately, “how cute you were.”

Bill pulled a face, “after that, dumbass. What else am I?”

Tom chuckled lightly, he knew how much Bill loved to be praised. Not the tabloid bullshit but real adoration, his favourite admirer being his twin. Tom swept a thumb over Bill’s cheek and pretended to mull over Bill’s command.

“Well, you’re lazy, a slob—”

Bill punched him playfully in the arm, pulling back with such an adorable pout that Tom just had to claim his twin’s lips in his own. Any protests Bill might have had were stifled as his brother’s tongue nudged into his mouth, beginning its exploration, probing Bill’s own tongue and tangling with it.

When they broke apart they were both slightly breathless. Tom grinned crookedly and held his brother tightly in his arms, “You’re beautiful, sexy, talented,” Bill smiled appreciatively and began rocking in Tom’s lap slowly. Tom felt a lump rub into his lower abdomen and glanced down to see a slight bulge protruding from his little brother’s trousers, “And horny,” he raised an eyebrow.

Bill nodded, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. He leant in to Tom and attached his mouth to his neck, sucking on the skin and flicking out his tongue to taste the hot flesh. One of his favourite tastes in the world. One of them he thought with a inward grin.

Tom hummed and fanned his hands down over Bill’s back. Bill moaned, arching his back gracefully, pressing his chest to Tom’s and throwing back his head, exposing a nice strip of skin for Tom to lick up. Which he did, much to Bill’s delight.

Both boys were rocking more fervently now, panting slightly as the already hot summers air began to feel suffocating.

“We shouldn’t. Not here,” Tom mumbled almost incoherently against Bill’s lips.

Bill grunted accordingly, not really paying much attention to the logic Tom was still able to acquire in such an intimate position.

“Biiill,” Tom whined.

Bill pulled his lips off Tom’s and looked at him. The eyed each other for several moments before Bill reached down to Tom’s crotch unexpectedly and cupped his clothed dick, eliciting a satisfying yelp from his brother. Bill smiled coyly, looking down to admire his hand wrapped around the tent that was Tom’s cock straining against his trousers, “It’s so hot.”

“I know,” Tom gasped, his eyes screwed shut as he attempted to maintain some composure, “But it’s fucking August, what do you expect?”

Bill shook his head, “Not the weather Tomi.”

Tom opened his eyes to see his twin staring down at his groin, his head tilted as if innocently curious by the effect he was implementing. Tom groaned, “Fuck, Bill.”

He tried giving Bill a withering look but failed miserably as Bill squeezed his dick hard, Tom yelped and nearly collapsed onto the ground behind him, “Clothes off,” he gritted out in defeat.

Bill grinned triumphantly and held his hands above his head expectantly. Tom slipped his fingers under the hem of Bill’s t-shirt and tugged, leaning in to kiss his twin when he re-emerged from the collar, shaking his hair out. Then, Tom’s shirt was quickly lost along with his cap.

“We shouldn’t be so public,” Tom grumbled as Bill nimbly undid his belt and whipped it out before tending to his own.

Bill hushed him,” We’re not, we’re surrounded by trees and no one knows we’re here.”

“But still,” Tom argued, scrutinizing the trees accusingly, as if waiting for someone to parade out yelling, ‘surprise!’

Soon Tom’s jeans were removed and he was sitting in the tall grass in nothing but his boxers. They were beginning to irritate him and every time he moved the fabric chafed his sensitive skin.

Bill deftly yanked these down Tom’s legs too and threw them carelessly behind him, smiling fondly at the swollen cock standing in front of him. Bill tugged on it once inducing a hiss from his twin before letting go and un-zipping his own jeans.

“The grass is itching my ass,” Tom complained.

“Quit whining,” Bill muttered as he stood and slipped out of his own jeans and boxers.

Tom rolled his eyes, “Says the diva.”

“Hey!” Bill jutted out his hip, placing a manicured hand on it crossly, “do you want to fuck me or not?”

Tom shrugged and pulled a complacent expression, “Hmm...”

Bill stooped to slap his arm, “You shouldn’t even have to think about that!” He shrieked.

Tom laughed, rubbing his arm, “I know, I know. Sorry Bill.”

Bill’s expression remained stony, his lips pursed, hand returned to his hip.

“I love you.” Tom whispered, twining his fingers through Bill’s and tugging him down gently.

Bill complied and Tom watched as he fought a smile but was defeated and he grinned back at his brother, “You can fuck me now.”

Bill was settled back in Tom’s lap now and wriggled a little as Tom pecked his lips briefly, “Well that’s very kind of you.”

“I’m renowned for my big heart,” Bill said proudly, winding his arms around Tom’s neck and grinding down into his lap.

“More like big mouth.”

Bill wacked Tom over the head, “You’re really pushing it today.”

Tom shrugged, his tongue flicking out to nudge his lip ring playfully. He watched Bill’s eyes flicker to where his tongue had made an appearance. Bill licked his own lips oblivious to his actions then returned his glower to Tom.

“You’re gagging for it as much as I am.” Tom said flatly glancing down at the bulge in Bill’s pants pointedly.

Bill opened his mouth about to come out with a bitter retort but then closed it again, frowning. He looked perturbed as he glared down at his dick, “ Fucking arousal. You gave it away.”

Tom laughed, “It’s not its fault.”

“Then whose is it?” Bill pondered, still staring down his erection angrily.

“Mine,” Tom said simply, pulling Bill to him and kissing him fiercely.

“I’d better punish you,” Bill managed to gasp out as Tom removed his lips from his own to attack his collar bone instead. He felt Tom smile into the crook of his neck as he worked his way up. Bill rolled his head back, moaning gutturally.

Tom’s hands were slowly, enticingly, massaging down his brother’s back, swirling in patterns over Bill’s porcelain skin. He paused when he reached the curve of the top of Bill’s ass causing his brother to moan longingly, “Tomi, please. Don’t stop there.”

Tom smirked and snaked his hands down to cup Bill’s prefect, pert ass cheeks. He gave a light squeeze then rubbed his fingers along the crease, just brushing over Bill’s hole delicately.

Bill’s head had lolled forward now and his forehead was pressed into Tom’s shoulder. Already he felt ready but he knew it would hurt if Tom didn’t stretch him first; he just wished Tom would stop procrastinating.

Tom stoked up Bill’s ass once more then suddenly breached Bill’s body, sliding in a dry finger. Bill yelped at the slight burn but soon was writhing as his twin added another finger and began pumping in and out of Bill’s entrance.

Tom pulled Bill’s head off his shoulder with the hand that wasn’t knuckle deep in his twin’s ass and kissed him passionately, it was urgent and desperate and had Bill mewling, bobbing up and down in his lap. Just then, Tom shoved his fingers in extra hard and curled them sharply, eliciting a squeal from his little brother; he’d found his prostate. Tom continued fucking his little brother with his fingers watching Bill bounce in his lap, he looked so beautiful Tom often found it hard to grasp just how incredible his brother really was. He counted himself the luckiest man in the world being with his twin. His only regret was that he couldn’t show Bill off to the world as his own and his own alone.

“If you think about it,” Bill said, panting as he rode Tom’s fingers, “This is pretty sexy; fucking in a field.”

“Bill,” Tom said as he pinched Bill’s nipple between his teeth, swirling his tongue over the ring, “Anything with you is sexy.”

Bill purred prettily and Tom thrust his fingers in Bill deeper. Bill screamed and clenched around Tom’s digits. They both groaned and Bill gasped, “Tomi, stop now.”

Tom pushed in once more then removed his fingers with a tiny, wet pop. Bill clenched, disliking the empty feeling he received, “Put it in me.”

“On it,” Tom gently lay Bill back on the grass and hovering over him.

“Ugh, that grass is itchy,” Bill whined, wriggling underneath Tom.

Tom laughed, “Now you don’t like it.”

Bill pouted, “It was ok before.”

Tom snorted, “That’s because you were in my lap.”

Bill smiled dirtily and brought two fingers up to his mouth, sucking them in and releasing them. Tom groaned at the sight and swooped in to capture Bill’s lips. He dipped his groin as he did so, mashing their cocks together. They ground like that, moaning in pleasure for several moments before Tom sat up, straddling his twin’s hips.

Bill watched him through hooded eyes as Tom placed his palms on Bill’s thighs and spread them shamelessly. He stroked up and down the smooth skin before cupping his baby brother’s ass cheeks, parting them gently and rubbing his thumb over the slightly red skin.

Bill held his breath as he watched Tom position himself at his entrance, holding into his weeping dick. Tom swirled a thumb across the end, smearing pre-come over it, moistening it slightly and hissing in pleasure. Then the blunt tip of his cock nudged eagerly at the opening. Tom glanced up at Bill and pushed in, just the tip, causing Bill to gasp, partly in pain because of being fucked minus lube but mostly in ecstasy at being filled again by his own brother.

Tom scrunched his face in exuberance, trying to concentrate on penetrating Bill with as much tenderness as possible. But it was a feat almost impossible; his brother was so tight, so hot that Tom couldn’t resist thrusting in further, almost to the hilt. He collapsed over Bill and kissed him hard, colliding their tongues instantly and coiling his fingers through Bill’s hair. It was so soft, he’d left it untouched as he often did during breaks at home; Tom loved it, it made touching it and combing his hands through it so much more satisfying and it reminded Tom of a cute, furry animal. Though Bill didn’t know about that last reason.

Bill wrapped his legs around his older brother and pulled him closer. Tom’s hips finally brushed Bill’s ass as his little brother was fully filled.

“Tomi,” Bill panted, throwing his head back.

Tom humped into Bill, hitting Bill’s spot dead on, Bill screamed and latched his lips to Tom’s shoulder, biting into the skin. Tom began moving in and out of Bill, the pace picking up immediately, crying out every time Bill contracted his muscles around his dick, encasing it further than it already was in Bill’s tight, hot, perfect space.

Bill clenched especially hard and Tom yelled, slamming into Bill so forcibly Bill was scooted back on the grass a bit, “Oh God.” Tom gritted out.

They were moving fast, breathless and panting, sharing air as they exchanged kisses and little licks, “Oh my God, Tomi, Tomi, Tomi, Tomi.” Bill chanted his mantra euphorically.

Tom gasped and grunted, he knew he would not last much longer, “I’m so close,” he managed, capturing Bill’s lips again and powerfully battling with his twin’s tongue for dominance.

Bill sighed as his prostate was repeatedly hit. Tom was scissoring him, bending him in half and jack-hammering into the grass. Bill’s back was being scratched by the grass but he didn’t care, Tom was above him, Tom was in him.

“I’m gonna come!” Bill barely had time to get his warning out before he exploded, his come shooting over his stomach, almost to his neck. He fell back completely, blissed-out and running almightily high on his orgasm.

Seconds later Tom thrust once, twice into his little brother’s ass and came powerfully. His body went rigid and he yelled out Bill’s name before he fell forward, covering Bill’s heaving form with his own.

Both boys lay panting, wrapped up in each other, taking their sweet time to come down from their elated orgasms.

“That was—”

“The best,” Bill finished, “Am I good Tomi?”

Tom smiled into Bill’s neck and pulled out, wincing as the cool air hit the sensitive skin, “The fucking best,” Tom said and looked down at Bill.

Bill hummed in pleasure, closing his eyes heavily, “I’m going to be sore tomorrow though.”

Tom frowned, he wasn’t entirely happy he’d just fucked his little brother with no lube, “Does it hurt?” he asked, concerned.

Bill shook his head, “Not too much.”

Tom continued to frown, he crawled down Bill’s body, ignoring his twin’s protests, till his head was level with Bill’s ass. He gently lifted his ass and bent low to inspect the damage. It was red and looked sore even if Bill wouldn’t admit it.

Silently Tom leant forward and licked up the crease, over Bill’s hole. Bill gasped quietly, his eyes still shut happily. Tom kissed the puckered skin tenderly then moved up over Bill again, aligning their bodies.

His legs were in-between Bill’s and he stroked up Bill’s sides fondly. Bill stretched out and then curled around his brother humming in satisfaction.

They lay in comfortable silence for some moments. Then Tom raised his head, looking down at Bill until his twin cracked open an eye.

“You never sang to me,” Tom said quietly.

“I sing to you all the time,” Bill rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, but not in a field,” Tom countered, “It’s pretty sexy.”

Bill smiled at him, kissed him, then sang to him.

I hope you enjoyed it :) Happy New Year!

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