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A little slap on his face from France wakened him.
"What are you doing? Come on."
He realized as he followed the other man how handsome his brother actually was.
And he cursed himself for haven't noticed this before. And to get eager at the only sight of him dressed.
When they arrived at Antonio's house, the two of them sat near on the table, drinking the wine and talking about trivial things.
But inside Spain was carving the other's body. Actually he didn't know why, but he wanted him so badly and his already hard erection could testimony it.
Of course, Francis has always been a sex addict, and Antonio knew it. Also, he wasn't less than him.
The bottle was already empty, and an other showed up from the spaniard's cellar, not as good as his brother's, but effective the same. They were starting to babbling, and the two men probably were losing the topic, if there was one.
But suddenly France stopped and said with a nearly disappointed tone:
"Why haven't you started yet?"
Probably the wine made Atnonio answer.
"Start wha--?!"
A kiss on Spain's lips, a long, luxurious kiss. Damn, and he was trying his best to not take off all his clothes and jump over his brother. But why. WHY Francis has to be so good with kisses?
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"Do you miss me?"
Francis didn't answer.
Slowly Francis started to undoing the buttons on Antonio's shirt, as the spaniard was doing the same with France's one.
They were now with a naked torso and the blonde began to licking the pink nipples, making the other moaning slightly, and running the hands down, down to the beseeching erection of the other. When he reached and started his shaking, the black haired man commenced to pant and his eyes shouted close.
Yes, yes this was what he wanted. The pleasure, the heat of his own breath, his brother's hands over his entire body.
And the thought returned. More. More, he needed more.
"Her-hermano...dentro..."
Probably it was the most useless statement in this world. Afterall he was speaking with France, he would have reached the other's ass in a moment or two, even without a prompt.
And their pants were off, and the elder bending over, and the younger gripping his hands into the clothes on the floor, gasping, groaning. Feeling.
Here, inside and outside, minutes passing and their bodies never so close like in that moment.
Francis kept kissing the shivering brother, while penetratating him, whispering something in french that Antonio could not get in his state.
The blonde was amazing and even if he was panting too, he managed to grab the other's penis and began to shake again, giving his brother like an amazing heaven of emotions, of that missing pleasure.
When he came, the frenchman was smiling kindly over his face and places a soft kiss on his forehead.
"You know, there's nothing better than brotherly love, sometimes."
Antonio could only smile happily. Satisfied, finally.
"Also, my answer is oui."
Surely all the emotions mix made the spaniard forget about what he asked before, but he grinned as if he totally got what his brother meant.
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