Twisted Love
He pressed another kiss to his brother's lips, eyes open as he watched Richard's reaction. They'd been doing this for weeks. Kissing. Touching. At his insistence, of course. He had convinced Richard that they should practice on each other, but Jim had no plans on either of them ever doing this with others.
Richard was going to be his, and his alone. No one was going to steal his brother away from him. His hand moved down to his crotch and he began to palm his brother, "Let's do it, Richie, please," he begged.



















