RATING: EXPLICIT (NC - 17 / NO MINORS!!!!)
SUMMARY: ALL HE WANTED WAS HIS TWIN - EVEN IF IT HAD TO REMAIN A DIRTY LITTLE SECRET.
WARNINGS: USOCEST, SHAMLESS SMUT, SEX TOYS, MASTURBATION, PINING/ LONGING
A/N: Inspired by the chaos that Jimmy caused the WWE universe on the 4/13 RAW, welcome to my first foray into writing for WWE. And yes, I know I’ve jumped into full throttle like a demented, crazy person. :-)
I dont wanna hear about your YUK…I’m tagged it enough so you can avoid it like the plague. If this is your YUM, ENJOY! *kisses*
He didnt know what he had been thinking.
He had been so completely distracted by that sandalwood and bergamot scent drawing closer to him, seeing a light sheen of sweat along the spine of Samoan art, and feeding off the energy from the lit crowd, that he just completely lost the plot live on air and lunged for it. So firm, so thick, so unfairly good.
He wishes he could just pass it off as a one time joke… a good game slap common among athletes of their caliber but nope. According to the viral comments, vlog reposts complete with sound effects, and laughing jokes among their coworkers, he had sunk into a swift fog, lifting the heavy curve with multiple strikes, causing luscious recoil.
Jey had promptly waded into the chaos the following day, unrepentant and giggling like a fiend, and told the whole WWE universe that he liked when his ass was slapped, while him and Jimmy were on an elevator to a media event.
And now here Jimmy was, sprawled out naked as a canary on his back in his hotel room, feeling a deep, wanting ache. He was fighting the urge to reach down and touch himself, absently wondering about all of the sounds he could possibly draw out of his twin.
Does he like it gentle and sweet? Hard and punishing? Is he loud with announcing his pleasure, so everyone can hear? Is he quiet, with gentle murmurs only for his lover?
Jimmy couldn’t tell himself exactly when his feelings regarding his twin had drifted into this wanting. Jey’s his Day One … he had always been possessive of him to a certain degree.
This, though…maybe it’s always been there, lurking underneath the brotherly love and affection that he’s only supposed to have for him.
He could feel himself leaking profusely, needing it so bad. it wouldn’t mean anything, after all. Just a shameful moment of insanity to help him settle down and drift off into sleep.
Dreaming of doing anything besides fucking Jey into the mattress.
Giving in to his impulses, he rolled over, grabbed the suction dildo off the nightstand and stuck it into position. He had fished it and some lube out of one of the secret compartments of his bag when he stumbled into his room, feeling a burning energy curling under his skin after Jey had hauled him close in a side farewell, his heavy hand curved lovingly against Jimmy’s hip, and pressed a kiss against the crown of his hair.
Naomi had teasingingly given it to him as a way to sate his needs on the road, while she was out on maternity leave. If there was one thing he could say about his life partner (and there were so many), she was up for pretty much of anything and had never judged him in his sexual desires.
She would about this, though. If she ever found out….
He barely held back a broken cry as he bought his fingers to himself, searching gently for what he needed. It just wasn’t enough. He wanted Jey’s thick fingers to push into him, making him shove back wildly as he searched for that special magic place. He would make all the noise his twin wanted. No regrets.
Shuddering, he pushed himself to his knees and positioned himself against the cool, unyielding stiffness of the toy. He has seen his twin naked more than enough times, as they had grown up and in locker rooms, to know that this was going to be a poor substitute.
He has had to sneak and glance at his twin’s heavy weight as it lay among dark trimmed curls. The wide girth and length of his pretty cock, topped with a pink head.
His urgency almost got the better of him as he sank down, needing to be filled up quickly, and barely holding back a deep groan of Jey’s name.
He felt so fucking full at the stretch, the toy nailing him perfectly, as he started to piston his hips, lost in his fantasies about licking into Jey’s dark heat, and spreading out the curve of his ass so he could eat him out properly like a man starved. All mine, just mine.
He could practically hear Jey’s pants to go faster. Hurry up and fuck me, uce. So good that nobody would dare to try to take him away from his twin.
Jimmy would make Jey work for his cock… work for that feeling of tight, warm, greedy heat filling him up so perfectly.
His hand wrapped his length, jerking fast as he completely lost his mind in his pleasure, twisting his palm fast over his leaking, sensitive head and playing with the weight of his balls.
Would his twin be able to swallow him completely? He could see the stretch of Jey’s wide mouth around him, drool seeping from the corners into his shiny beard. Tears from the pretty pair of dark brown eyes they share leaking out, fighting against his gag reflex as Jimmy fucked his throat, roughly.
Maybe one day, instead of just being a joke that he could play off, he could fulfill Jey’s wish. He’ll be sprawled over Jimmy’s knee as he rained down strike after strike… watching pretty red marks bloom all over his ass and hearing his rough cries as he accepted whatever Jimmy had to give him. And then, when neither one of em could bear it anymore, he would shove Jey to the floor, and fuck into that tight heat … over and over. Again and again until..
One hard shove against his prostate finally had Jimmy pressing his face hard in his pillow, screaming pitifully as he shattered into pieces. He was coming so fucking hard, hand drenched in sticky come and body clamping down viciously on the toy with a death grip. His hips kept working frantically as he thought about his twin, filling him up with a forbidden warmth.
Boneless, Jimmy sagged to the bed, drifting and wondering what Jey would taste like. So sweet, probably. Gimme what’s mine.
It would have to stay a fantasy
Nobody could ever know about this deep ache.
The secret lust he held for his twin.
The encompassing need to be one.
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