𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎

𝟏𝟏.𝟎𝟎

Then the two boys stood in silence. Dead silence.

It was somewhere around 9:30. The taller boy was currently sat down on the bed, hands in Alejandro's hair. He was shoving the older boys head down roughly onto his cock, occasionally thrusting into his mouth. The shorter boy gagged repeatedly, but Mattia continued. The younger boy groaned softly and closed his eyes.

A few minutes later when he was close to his high, he felt light tapping on his hip. He let go of Alejandro's head quickly. The older boy pulled off of him, catching his breath. He glared at the boy who was giggling softly. "Come on. I'm so close. Just a little bit longer." The shorter boy rolled his eyes and allowed his throat to be fucked again.

Mattia tugged his hair roughly and thrusted back into the shorter boys throat, loving the choked noises that came from the older boy. He tilted his head back and let out a soft moan when he felt himself cum. He looked back down at the shorter boy who now had tear stained cheeks with a few fresh tears as well.

Mattia chuckled and wiped the boys cheeks clean with his hoodie sleeves. "Did you swallow it all like a good boy?" The taller boy leaned down and the older boy nodded. "Good boy." Mattia hesitantly took the older boys lips into his own and kissed him. The shorter boy kissed back, eager for the affection. Mattia smiled and pulled away. He ruffled the older boys hair before standing up and pulling up his pants.

It was now eleven. Mattia was pacing, the gun held in his right hand. As he paced he lifted the gun to look at it. It was a special gift Kairi had gotten for him for his birthday. Some gift it is. It was a sig sauer p226. Alejandro has one as well. He closed his eyes and sighed, feeling himself ready to break down. Just before he could though he was startled when a hand touched his back.

He turned to see Alejandro who had a glint of worry in his eyes. Mattia shook his head and Alejandro nodded. "I'm ready whenever you are." The shorter boy said softly. Mattia looked between Alejandro and the staircase. "Okay.. let's go then." The two boys made their way up into the living room. Mattia bumped into the coffee table and hit his knee.

He cried out quietly and held his knee for a moment. Both boys were still as could be. They made their way over to the couch and they each grabbed a pillow. Mattia proceeded up the staircase, Alejandro not far behind. Mattia finally made it to his parents creaked door. He was sweating. It felt like he was standing out in the rain. Mattia looked back at Alejandro who nodded. He hesitantly pushed open the door. Ever so slowly. Ever so quietly.

Mattia dropped down to the floor quickly and carefully, Alejandro doing the same. This would help keep all of their weight off of the floor boards at the same time. The two boys slowly crawled to either side of the bed. They both slowly stood. Mattia felt like crying. Alejandro, however was very focused. Mattia fixed his eyes on his father who was in front of him. Then to his mother. He looked at Alejandro and nodded.

Both boys carefully put the pillow on top of the parents heads' before aligning the gun with to the forehead of them both. The pillows would act as silencers to help quiet the gun shots. Mattia counted quietly. "1.. 2.. 3." As soon as he said three both boys fired their gun. The the two boys stood there in silence. Dead silence.

Luckily the sound of the gun wasn't too loud. Both boys removed the pillows and Mattia wanted to sob. But he didn't. He had to stay strong. "So.. now what?" Alejandro asked calmly, looking to Mattia with curious eyes. The younger boy couldn't think. He looked out of the bedroom window. He seen his truck. "We need to take them somewhere, far from here. Go grab two pairs of gloves."

The older boy nodded submissively and ran downstairs. A few minutes later the shorter boy came back wearing a pair of gloves. He handed the other pair to Mattia. Mattia put on the gloves and stared at his parents. "I'll go carry my mom out and you start working on my dad. I'll be back to help you in a minute."

Mattia walked over to his mother's side of the bed. Blood oozed from her forehead but he attempted to ignore it. He slowly carried her down the staircase bridal style. He felt like vomiting, the smell was too much. He opened the door and peeled outside, making sure the coast was clear. Once he was positive it was he ran over to his truck.

Luckily his truck had a cover for the bed so it would be easy hiding the bodies for the way there. How convenient. He opened up the gate of the truck and carefully slid his mother inside. Once she was against the back he ran back into the house to help Alejandro. Alejandro has managed to get the older man to the edge of the staircase. Mattia stood at the bottom of the staircase and figured he should make some light of a dark situation.

"Just roll him down." Alejandro stared wide eyes at the italian. "You heard me, do it." And with that, Alejandro pushed the older man down the staircase. Both of the boys almost instantly broke into a laugh as they watched the body roll down the staircase. Mattia could hardly contain himself. He gripped the railing of the staircase to keep himself up right, in fear he might fall over and die laughing.

After a few minutes both boys straightened up. "Okay, I'll get his arms and you get his legs." Mattia made his way over to his fathers head and picked up his arms. Alejandro picked up the legs and they both quickly moved him out of the house and into the bed of the truck. "Okay.. you stay here and make sure to wash the sheets. With bleach. I'll take care of the bodies. Alejandro nodded and ran back inside, shutting the door behind him.

Mattia smiled and got into his truck, pulling out his keys and pushing them into the ignition. The truck started with a roar and Mattia was off. Around thirty minutes later Mattia was now out in the country. He drove to a cornfield where corn was currently growing. He prayed that a combiner would run into the bodies and hopefully just destroy them in case any evidence was left. Mattia stepped out of the truck and walked to the back, opening the gate and dragging his father's body out.

He cried silently as he did so. He laid his fathers body down and crossed his arms over his chest. He did the same with his mother. He looked at the wounds, interest sparkling in his hazel eyes. He looked away and walked back to his truck, getting in and driving off. He got back to the house sometime later and used his keys to get inside. He shut the door behind him.

"Oh, Alejandro! I believe we have a party to get ready for.."