LarryxLaurent Requests (Boyxboy)

Fly Handywork: Stimulation Pre-Dicked

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After months and months, finally something new. Special thank you to my co-writer for making this master piece with me and doing a majority of the editing. <3

Enjoy!

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Artificial light, recycled air, and the overbearing white noise of cabinet pressure. There's a screen, a window and an assortment of outlets, but nothing worth looking at. When they took off from New York, it had been dark enough for him to get some shut eye. But now, with the sun blaring through open windows nearby and his ears sore from popping, he can't find rest. He decides his own personal hell would be to be stuck in the sky as opposed to underground. There is just too much to dislike. If it wasn't turbulence turning his hair white, it was the stagnant boredom that made him dread flights. And this 13 hour stretch was pushing him to his limit.

The channel to observe the plane location is unkind, and he huffs, forcing himself to watch the little blip of the plane. The camera panning around all slow like, barely moving, mocking him. He turns off the monitor and pulls on his headphones. He scolds himself, he should know better by now. Should have brought something to do, a game or movie. He figured he could sleep the entire flight, forgetting just how uncomfortable he becomes in the air. If that wasn't enough, Larry is not at all on the same page as him; he's glued to his phone screen. His head phones haven't left his ears since they took off, a clear dismissal of conversation. Not that that's ever stopped Laurent before.

He contemplates trying to get his twin's attention and the thought immediately translates into action. Laurent thrashes in his seat, making a big show of popping his foot up on his knee and bouncing it. It's hardly enough to steal the other's attention from what he's so entranced by, but it's a start. This is more of a game to see how much he can get away with, Larry's reaction is a consolation prize.

Laurent peeks over the partition that separates them, wondering if Larry is paying him any mind at all. Not likely. He doesn't even glance up from his screen to notice Laurent fidgeting. He sighs dramatically, slipping down his seat and staying there for a moment. He sits back upright and steals a peek at Larry: nothing. Still no reaction.

He reaches out a hand eeevvveerrrr so slowly, only his eyes popping up over the short wall, and grabs a single twist. He pulls on it lightly until he releases it, letting it spring back to Larry's head. "Laaarrrryyyy..."

The little twin scowls, immediately knowing who is pulling on his hair. He yanks his ear bud out and whips around to grace him with his disgruntled expression. It really wasn't the fact that Laurent wanted his attention, but more the form in which he tries to get it. By pulling his beautiful hair. "What?" He says in a hushed tone, the sound of the plane cabin rushing into his ear. Larry had learned how to keep himself occupied on these long flights, by staying zoned out and dozing on and off through movies. He wishes his brother would learn the same.

"I bored. Talk to me." Laurent whines, finishing his sentence by pulling the same twist again, quickly. He knows it drives Larry crazy, and he is hoping he will be able to bug his brother into paying attention to him. Larry certainly isn't going to be nice, but at least Lau will be entertained. Plus, he loves any and every reason to touch his twin's hair, which, even though they were twins, Lau insists is bigger and more beautiful than his could ever be. He considers messing with it even more, but figures it is best not to push it too quickly. He settles for staring at Larry with a pout as he rests his head on the wall between them.

"So talk to yourself" he retorts as he bats his brother's hand away grabbing it in the process. He half pushes it back to his twin, returning it to him but doesn't fully let go. The irritation of having his hair pulled is mostly an instinctive reaction and he sighs cooling himself enough to take in the pitiful look on the others face. "Why didn't you bring anything to do Lau? You knew it was gonna be a long time" he lectures "Go to sleep if you're so bored"