LarryxLaurent Requests (Boyxboy)

Tell Me Something Good

WARNINGS: Graphic sexual content, strong language, & incest. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

First of all, thank you so much for the love you give me and the requests you send. I don't get to reply to every comment but trust me I'm reading them all and I appreciate it so much. I feel like I don't say that enough. <33

"Can we have Larry "explore" his newfound love of giving blowjobs and who better to practice on than his other half hahaha..." -anon

By popular demand, I present you with the sequel to Let's Make a Movie. This request went nicely with the story and also accommodates the large amount of feedback I got for a sequel. So why not get two birds with one stone. Ideally you shouldn't need to read the first story but i tried to make them fit.

Song in the media is wonderful, I highly recommend listening to it. It's heavily relevant to the story.

Enjoy.

Anything marked in italics is in French.

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Larry

It's been at least three weeks since that eventful day at Vivid Studios. July had eased gently into August; the weather sitting at a comfortable warmness. The timing couldn't have been better for them to find leisure at home. They had burned through the last month in a frenzy, barely arriving in one place before they were being prepared for the next flight. If Larry had any retrospect on the incident he'd been neglecting it. In fact nothing had been said on the matter since that day, not on the way out the front door, not on the drive home and not at the airport. That scene became so far away so fast, thousands of miles away. There were times he wasn't even sure it had even happened. Perhaps the product of a high-stress schedule and jet-lag. Their routine remained untouched, they still bickered relentlessly, Laurent still laughed at the dumb faces he made, unwavering in his attentions to Larry, his smile no less innocent then it had ever been. He didn't move away and yet he wasn't getting any closer.

Their first night home was uneventful. They staggered through the door early in the evening. Larry fell asleep on the couch with a bag of chips, Laurent tapping out on top of his bed; covers and all. It was refreshing to get up the next morning with nothing to do. He'd woken to the sun splashing into the living room, it seemed easier to get up and going without the pressure of an alarm clock.

He wasn't sure when exactly Laurent woke up. When his brother finally shuffled into the kitchen he seemed elated to find himself in the middle of Larry's home-coming breakfast. The scent and sound of potatoes frying wafted through the house and when Laurent bent his head over the stove to see what his brother was up to he saw halved tomatoes siring in a pan.

Larry himself was at the counter on the opposite side of the kitchen, slicing mozzarella into a bowl. He saw his brother creeping up to him and he didn't hesitate to slap the hand that snaked into the bowl trying to nab a piece of cheese. He couldn't help snickering at the dramatic noise the other made as he retracted his hand. His twin knows he hates when he does that, sneaking food like a damn rat. He can wait three minutes.

"Morning to you too, damn" Laurent sulked making his brother finally turn to face him. Comparatively, Larry had a lazy sort of outfit on. A V-neck that hung unusually low and wide on his shoulders and some board shorts that didn't match at all. But Laurent, he had half his twists pulled back into a tie, a black T-shirt and straight pants; his shoes already on. He looked like he was going somewhere.

"You know I hate that" He responded gently to sooth the sting Laurent was rubbing on his knuckles. "You're so impatient, go sit" He added turning back to finish off the cheese before setting the knife on the counter and returning to the stove. A sigh sounded over the sizzling of the stove followed by the drag of a chair against the tile. A smile settled onto his features and he nodded inwardly; pleased by his twin's cooperation.