To Catch a Killer

~ ~ Chapter three~ ~


Harry was once again shrouded in darkness, and deposited in a small bedroom. Two figures entered through an old dark curved door on the far side of the room. By the looks of it it was the bathroom. Lorcan and Lysander emerged, beads of water spotting their chests, hair damp and wearing large fluffy white towels. Lorcan walked over to the fireplace, moving some of the logs with the poker.

“Tea?” Lysander asked, from the table opposite the four poster.

Without looking at his twin Lorcan answered, “With cream.”

Harry had always thought these two were a few twigs short of a broom, not stupid, but not incredibly bright. Their sense of humour was way off the mark. Lorcan had that dreamy tone that Luna always spoke in, but here in this memory of theirs they were... more strange.

Lysander called the tea to be ready, standing by the couch which sat at the foot of the bed. He put two cups on the small table in front of the couch, dropped his towel and sat down. Lorcan padded over, draping his towel over the edge of the bed then sat next to his twin.

Lorcan had more hair on his legs than Lysander did, but Lysander's cock was just a bit nicer than Lorcan's. Not that either boy's cock was unsavoury, but his bollocks were rounder and his shaft was just a bit more appealing. Harry wasn't sure why he had to pick a favourite, but Lysander's got extra points because he had a tattoo of a snake curled around his cock and bollocks. Harry had the urge to speak parseltounge to it, when Lysander draped his right leg over Lorcan's left leg. He simultaneously wrapped his right arm around Lorcan's head.

Both boys slid down slightly on the cushions, grabbing their cocks and giving them a tentative stroke. Lysander, who was a good inch or two taller than his twin, leaned over to meet Lorcan's lips and opened them for his brother. The kiss started off slowly, rather experimental. A slow swipe of a tongue to the other's lower lip, a flick up to the top lip. As the kiss intensified, so did their strokes.

Harry watched, mesmerised by the sight before him. He hadn't realised he was buying an incestuous W-chip and the fact that it had been sold to him made him both nervous that someone would think he'd want to watch that, or nervous that it was even more possible that it was not a bad act.

He adjusted himself, looking toward his door, which he couldn't see from the wanking going on in this bedroom. In his chair his feet were nearly touching the two twins'. He kept telling himself this was an investigation and he wasn't going to wank. He sat on his hands to make sure and watched as the twins' stroking became faster. They were now leaning their foreheads on each other, eyes closed and their groins involuntarily moving forward and back.

“Close,” Lorcan half whimpered.

“Do it,” Lysander commanded.

“Ly...”

“Yeah,” Lysander whimpered.

“Love you,” he said, gripping the base of his cock and spattering his stomach with his come.

“M-me too,” he moaned, speeding his strokes even more and grunting as his cock coated his stomach with pearly white droplets.

Harry watched as the two came down from their orgasmic high, their breathing less frantic, their strokes now a lazy movements over their deep red cocks. Lysander removed his hand from his cock, arm still draped behind Lorcan's head and licked his seed from his fingers. He leaned over to the table grabbing an empty cup and sat back on the couch. Lysander leaned over, staring into his twin's eyes, lustful smiles on both faces. Lysander opened his mouth for a passionate kiss as he scooped his come off his stomach with the cup, then cleaned as much as possible off his twin, never breaking the kiss.

Finally breaking the kiss for need of air, Harry deduced as they were both gasping, Lysander leaned up to the table holding the cup of their seed over their tea cups and a small yellow stick to stir it with. “How much cream?”

“No way!” Harry groaned, covering his eyes. “That's just... sick!” When he opened his eyes again, he was back in his office and the twins were gone. He adjusted himself, noting the small damp spot were his cock was leaking.

~ ~ tbc ~ ~