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It's Not Gay If He's Your Brother	By : CharlieMistry Category: +M through R > Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Views: 5217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-It's Not Gay If He's Your Brother
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It had been a terrible idea. But the two brothers desperately wanted to add this girl, this red-blooded woman, as a notch to their respective bedposts. It was merely convenient that she happened to have a twin fetish and the Gavins happened to look deliciously symmetrical enough to get her instantaneously wet.
They'd met her in a bar. She was stunning. Long auburn hair, tanned skin and plump red lips that would fit so well around... Fuck, they'd both exclaimed when they'd set their eyes on her. As the younger, cockier one, and not to mention the brother who was a freakin' rockstar, Klavier approached her first.

"Hey there, fraulein," he'd smiled, giving her a devilish wink. "You look desperately in need of a good time!"

She raised a single cynical well-plucked eyebrow.

"Please excuse my younger brother..." Kristoph apologised with a sigh of faux-weariness. He was always so grateful for his brother's impetuousness. "He's certainly more aesthetically pleasing than he is... well, you can hear for yourself."

Her other eyebrow had raised. It was then that she asked if they were twins. And it was about half an hour later that Kristoph drove them back to his place. And that's where they were now.
She was lying luxuriously on the king-sized bed in just a corset, sheer stockings and crotchless panties, not that they could see anything as she had strategically crossed her legs.

"So, boys..." she smiled, "You've got to show me something before I show you anything..."

Kristoph and Klavier gave each other a quick glance then started unbuttoning their shirts.

"No, no, that's not what I want to see..."

Shocked and horrified.

"I told you that the twin thing really turned me on..." she sighed, "Come on, boys... Kiss."

"Eine moment..." Klavier laughed nervously, pulling Kristoph outside the room a moment.
"Kristoph, I'm not sure-"

"Klavier, do you want to fuck that girl or do you want to be a pussy?" Kristoph hissed quietly, "It's a little kiss. Nothing gay, just... kiss me as if I were your... well, your brother. There, piece of piss."

"But she seems really into this... She'll probably want..."

"Don't keep me waiting!" they heard her call.

Klavier let out a nervous whimper.

"Now, get back in there and stop acting like a faggot," Kristoph sighed, dragging him back into the bedroom.
The girl gave a provocative smile as they returned.

"So, Klavier, where were we?" Kristoph sighed, putting on a similar grin. "Kiss me, little brother..."

Klavier clutched nervously at the lapels of Kristoph's shirt and leant up to peck a single kiss on the lips.

"Hmmm, so, may we?" he chuckled, regaining confidence as he approached the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"That was not much of a kiss!" she sniggered, "Come on... Kristoph, show him how it's done."

Kristoph was slightly taken back for a moment. He then shook himself and pulled his younger brother's body close to his, by the waist. He tilted Klavier's chin up and pulled their lips together and practically ravished his mouth with his tongue.

"Good show!" she purred, "Now, your first reward..." She uncrossed her legs and spread them wide, revealing her finely waxed pussy.

Both men pranced close, desperate to get a whiff of her juices.

"Ahh, next..." she smiled, "Undress."

The brothers started unbuttoning their shirts. She stopped them.

"No, no, no... undress each other," she instructed.

Klavier started showing reluctance again. Kristoph, however, started popping all of Klavier's shirt buttons open then shifted it over his shoulders completely.

"Come on, Klavier, it's rude to keep a lady waiting," Kristoph growled.

Dutifully, Klavier unbuttoned Kristoph's buttons, completely missing his tie. Kristoph sighed and helped him pull away all his upper articles of clothing.

The girl was smiling at them and circling her clit with one red nailed finger.

Kristoph held lingeringly at the chains on Klavier's belt for a moment then pulled it away and worked quickly on the fly. He pulled the tight leather trousers down and brushed a finger, completely unperturbed, down the front of Klavier's briefs.

"Hmmm, little brother... Though, little may not be the right term," he purred, "You're so hard!"

The girl let out a thrilled moan and started rubbing herself harder.
Klavier was practically frozen... except for his face and groin, which both felt as though they were on fire.

Kristoph sighed and unhooked his own slacks, pulling them down and stepping out of them.

"Come on, Klavier, step out of those silly leather things," he sighed.

He did as he was told.

"Hmmmmm, you guys are so lucky..." the girl sneered lustfully, "Now, who wants which end?"

Klavier had lost the ability to talk or think.

"I get the cunt," Kristoph whispered in his ear with an authoritative growl.

"I-I-I..." he stammered.

"Spit it out, Klavier!" he hissed.

"I'm not sure... I don't want to do this anymore..."

Kristoph pulled Klavier by the hair round to one side of the bed and pulled his briefs down. The younger man shuddered and choked back tears. He hadn't expected to feel any of the things he'd been feeling tonight.

"Hmmmm... I can see you're looking forward to this as much as I am," the girl purred, pulling herself up onto all fours. She pranced, cat-like, towards him and wrapped a slender hand around him, guiding her mouth over his painful erection. He groaned instantly.

Behind her, Kristoph pulled down his own boxers and forced his way into the dripping slit. She would have let out a loud moan but it was muffled by Klavier, who in turn, groaned again from the vibrations of her throat.

"This... this is a threesome, yes?" Kristoph grinned, breathing quicker already.

Klavier nodded deliriously.

"Well, let's get more involved, shall we?" he sneered, one hand grasping the girls waist, the other grabbing Klavier's neck and pulling him close, crushing their lips together.
Klavier was shocked, scared, confused and the most aroused he'd ever been in his life. As the plush feminine lips bobbed up and down his dick and the firm lips of his own brother locked on his own, with twirling tongues on each end, it didn't take long before he was near collapsing point. His desperation caused him to roll his hips wildly, setting off a chain reaction. His gyrations rocked into the girl, causing her to push back onto Kristoph, causing him to thrust harder into her, twist Klavier's hair in his long fingers and kiss even more fiercely... The younger man couldn't take any more. He pushed Kristoph away and pulled out of the girl's mouth.

They stared at him, confused and angry.

"I can't do this," he mumbled, picking up his trousers and running to the bathroom.
Klavier sat on the closed toilet seat and started wanking furiously and crying.

Shortly, an outraged Kristoph appeared in the doorway. He saw what his little brother was doing then crossed his arms and smirked.

"Klavier, what's this all about?"

"I said... I didn't want... It was all wrong..." he sobbed, still jerking off, fervently as ever.

"All because you kissed me. Now, really, Klavier..." he sighed cruelly.

"Kristoph, I... this is so sick but... please... bitte... Touch me... Please..."

Kristoph started sniggering. He held his glasses to the bridge of his nose as he did so. The sniggering became more violent. In seconds, he was bellowing with laughter, head tilted back.

"Fuck, Klavier, I know I'm good but really!" he laughed, short of breath from cackling so hard.

"I wish I didn't feel this way... about you... but..." he whispered, ceasing his masturbation and clutching his head in both hands, "You fucking made me go through with this!"

"Oh really, Klavier... As I recall, you were the first to talk to that delightful vixen. It was your idea."

"I didn't want... I'm quite open-minded but, fuck, Kristoph, when I agreed to her plan, I didn't agree to fucking my brother."

"Who said anything about fucking me? We only kissed, remember? Oh, Klavier... Sick, sick little Klavier..."

"Please just... Go!" he cried.

Kristoph gave an exaggerated sigh. "My house, remember? Or did you assume that we were going to become a couple now and that we live together?"

"Shut up!!!" Klavier cried, shaking his head and clenching his eyes shut as tears streamed down his face.

"I suppose I can divulge you a little then..." he sighed again. "Stand up."

Klavier was too beside himself to obey orders.

Kristoph dragged him up by the neck and turned him around so his back was facing him.

"Hmmmm..." he hummed to himself, sniffing Klavier's hair, "I'm so glad you smell like such a fucking girl. This will be... oh, it'll be delicious for me. I'll fuck your... heh, might as well be a cunt. And pretend I'm jerking myself off at the same time. It was so cute of you to copy my hairstyle too."
Klavier felt so sick. He was about to be fucked by a man. The man he was about to be fucked by was his brother. So why did he want it so fucking badly?

He shrieked as Kristoph practically impaled him. A much smaller yelp came from his lips as a strong hand clasped around his dick.

His head became a complete mess. He couldn't even tell exactly what Kristoph was doing any more as the sensations were so intense.

Klavier couldn't do anything apart from writhe and yelp, even when the girl they'd previously been spitroasting stood in the doorway, staring with an entranced grin.

He wanted to die. He felt so good but so corrupt and disgusting. Everything happening was wrong. Kristoph was thrusting harder and stroking faster. Klavier's ass felt like it was bleeding. The girl was sat on the edge of the bath, fingering her cunt violently. The room felt peculiarly warm.

The skewered young man came loudly and messily, soiling his stomach and his brothers hand.

Kristoph pulled out and held his dirtied hand in front of Klavier's mouth.

"All night, you've just stood there... gormlessly..." he panted, attempting to retain his composure and firm voice of authority, "Do something... useful! Lick this... mess off..."

Klavier couldn't move as Kristoph still had a hand around his neck, so he had no choice but to comply. He felt disgusting. He glanced over at the girl, who looked much happier than he, despite performing a similar act, licking her own juices from her fingers.

"I've had a wonderful evening," she sighed, "I hope you don't mind if I call myself a taxi and head home."

"No, that's fine. It's been superb," Kristoph smiled casually, still having his hand licked clean. "Hasn't it, Klavier?"

He wanted to say it had been terrible, but not only had it felt so good, he'd also fallen unconscious.
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