Let's spend this life together

Spanish shame for Larry

Larry did not understand what was happening to his brother: all the time that they spent in Paris, he walked darker than the clouds and constantly snapped, no matter what they told him. But the return to New York changed everything, turned it upside down. Before Larry could put his luggage on the bedroom floor, Laurent was already closing the front door behind him. He was gone for the rest of the day, night, and only by noon did Larry beheld his brother's deliriously happy face in the kitchen. And they could not get a word out of him. Nowhere he was, with anyone and what he did. Larry began to suspect that, amid the stress and heartache, his brother's roof was starting to go down. And, judging by the smile of the twin, she was not going to return. Friends, too, gradually concluded that Laurent moved slightly. Smiled for no reason, hummed, and was even more playful than usual. It wasn't bad, but alarming. He didn't even pay attention to the small jabs and lunges from the twin. And that was even more suspicious. Because everyone knew how much these two loved each other - so much they hated. And as soon as the slightest reason appears for a dispute between them, and that's it, an explosion cannot be avoided. But not right now. Laurent didn't even pay attention, brushed aside his brother's voice like an annoying fly. And since breaking up with Jessica, Laurent has not become interested in any girl. And this provided that the twins were said to be the biggest "whores". They never knew how to keep their pants shut. Asking Larry anything was a dead thing. He was in an unusual situation for him - he was completely unaware of what was happening to his brother. And to be quite honest, he didn't really want to know how it turned out. Because, when a couple of weeks later, he still got to the truth, he immediately chose to forget it. But it was too late.

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Larry thought that his brother could not surprise him anymore, but he was delusional. The twins were on the stage of the club, the evening was one of the hottest in recent years, and neither he nor Laurent could be stopped. He twisted his body and hips as if he was going to fuck the whole club. He pumped and pumped energy shouted into the audience and urged Larry himself to do the same. Laurent was incredibly excited and energetic. In one of the movements, he ran his finger over his body and pointed somewhere into the hall, most of the female audience roared excitedly. But Larry knew better. His brother did not make such movements for no reason. So, there was someone in the hall to whom he spoke. After another hot hour on stage, they finally went to rest in their VIP area. But Laurent barely stayed ten minutes. And Larry, trying to remember where his brother disappeared, followed. It has already become a matter of principle - to find out with whom Laurent spends time. He tried too hard to hide everything. And, in fact, he found what he was looking for. It wasn't worth it though. Especially if you find your twin in the service toilet of the club when a stranger sucks him off. Laurent stood with one hand on the sink and head thrown back in pleasure. On her knees and with a member in her mouth was a girl with dark hair on her shoulders. Part of her hair was gathered into Laurent's fist to control the process. And damn it, the scene was hot as hell. It is a shame that Melissa is not so diligent and interested in such entertainment. In general, he would have gone unnoticed, but when the girl, without any additional effort, took the penis into her mouth, burying her nose in his pubis, Larry made a strange sound, between a moan of excitement and surprise (the girl did not have a big mouth).

- Larry ?! - The surprised voice of his brother returned the ability to move. Trying to pretend to be ragged, Larry silently closed the door, retiring back to the VIP area. For the first time in a long time, he wanted a drink.

- Hmm, we're no longer hiding from my twin, - Laurent said, putting his hand on the back of the girl's head, returning her to her interrupted work. Less mumbled something, unable to take his cock out of her mouth. Laurent took it for agreement and again completely immersed himself in pleasure. A little later, Larry received a text message from Laurent: - See you at home. We need to talk. - Oh yes, of course, after you saw oral sex with your twin, talking is the first desire. How can he ignore it? Merde.