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Whee, another update! Thanks to these kind people for their comments:

Satsuriku – I’m sure you’re not the only one who wants to know what happens next! Read on to find out...

Soyna – Yes, I think Loz and Yaz have decided their time is more important than Kadaj, because Kadaj thinks that Mother is more important than his own brothers, so they feel like getting even with him. I don’t think Loz and Yazoo are going to let him stop them from having their private bonding time.

Psycho Steph – Thanks for the review! Sorry you thought all the foreplay and lead-up to the sex was slow and painful but BMIK and I were having too much fun fooling around first! Glad you think it’s hot anyway and that Kadaj’s antics make you laugh! He makes US laugh too, the little shit...

Natzilla – haha, yeah, Loz and Yaz have done it now. They made Kadaj SWEAR!! XD No, they probably can’t go back now. Whoa, that’d make a great story – Loz and Yazoo running away together and taking a very long road trip, camping out and making sweet sweet love by the fire every night... *sigh* How romantic.

IA1979 – LOL! I’m sure Loz can try out other positions with Yazoo before Kadaj shows up. I’ll make sure of it! They’ll probably still be going at it even if/when he breaks the door down XD Yeah, I wrote that first part with Kadaj. :P Glad you liked it! He’s a fun character to write. ^^

Labe – Thank you my dear! We’re so happy you’re enjoying this fic and we look forward to your comments whether they’re here or on that other site! We love hearing from you. :)

Multidragon – Yeah, GO Loz!! Glad you’re on the same team as me. ^__^ And I’m so happy that people are loving Kadaj and the way he’s acting here. We shouldn’t find him funny when he’s angry but for some reason he just is. Poor guy. *pets in sympathy* We shouldn’t be so mean to him but he kinda deserves it, a little.

And the saga continues!

BMIK – Yazoo, Kadaj on the phone
Rina – Loz, Kadaj on the bike & on the phone at the end


Part 14. Call.

“I’d rather fuck /you/…”

Yazoo smirked up at Loz, his lashes fluttering for a moment as his brother shifted the angle of his cock inside him and jammed against Yazoo´s very sensitive prostate. The younger now ran his fingers over Loz´ broad, muscular shoulders, tracing the shadows that were left in the dales with his head tilted, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally he seemed to have come to a conclusion and shifted his gaze back from his fingertips that were slowly running down his brother´s arm now back to his handsome, sneering face. Yazoo thought that this expression suited him very well...

“Hn, I concur,” he breathed, sensually moving his hips underneath his stronger lover, sighing and briefly closing his eyes at the delightful sparks that shot through his body. “However...” the long haired remnant continued, searching for Loz´ deep, emerald eyes again with his own, hazy ones, “It is quite unfair to ignore our dear brother. He should share in our joy, don´t you think?”

A quite mean smile graced Yazoo´s features, as he lifted his upper body up, so his lips could brush over Loz´s earlobe. “Give me your phone. Let´s show him how much fun we can have without him...”

The feel of Yazoo’s warm breath on his ear made Loz’s larger frame shudder slightly and he smirked down at Yazoo beneath him, liking that nasty little smile on the other male’s pretty face. Oh yes, Yazoo could be quite the bitch, indeed, when he wanted to be.

“In a minute, Yaz,” he promised distractedly as he gave another shove into Yazoo’s slick inner heat, too caught up in the hot forbidden sex he was having with his middle brother to ruin it by getting up and calling his irritating younger one, not that the thought of tormenting Kadaj wasn’t awfully appealing in its own way. Loz would love to hear what Yazoo would say to Kadaj - how much he could piss Daj off and how quickly - but right then the bigger remnant was more interested in the feel of his dick slowly pulling out of Yazoo’s slippery body and the way that stretchy ring of muscle gripped him and tugged as he drew back, as if reluctant to let him out.

Before this night, Loz had never fucked anyone else but he’d had plenty of practise thrusting into his own hand, palm and fingers moistened with saliva and his own overflowing pre-come, pressing his fist-enclosed cock between the bed and his own belly as he was lying on his front. By doing that, he had perfected the art of the hip-thrust and so found it easy to get into the same motion and rhythm with Yazoo, only instead of a fist, he was shoving into Yazoo’s snug, sweet ass. Instead of thinking about fucking his brother, he was actually doing it. And it was so damn good!


Meanwhile, Kadaj - with a grim, concentrated expression on his face; angled eyebrows drawn together and normally soft lips pressed into a thin line - was sitting on his bike, painstakingly re-connecting and re-attaching every single one of those loose wires, pushing each small plastic plug on the ends into the corresponding sockets on the circuit-board. Since Loz was the one who usually did the bike repairs, Kadaj was unfamiliar with where each wire went but he eventually figured it out using a system of elimination and trial and error. He managed to get the headlights working first, and then the machine gun systems, and finally the rest of the display lights and gauges were back on line. When the last wire was fixed together, Kadaj thumbed the ignition button next to his hand-grip, testing that all the electronics were restored properly. The engine fired immediately and then settled into a deep, rumbling purr, the huge machine vibrating between Kadaj’s slim thighs. Stoking the fuel tank with one gloved hand as though the motorcycle was a giant mechanical cat he had managed to tame, Kadaj clipped the front of the control panel shut, looked out ahead into the frozen forest and smiled.

It was not a nice smile.


Loz continued screwing his feminine brother, enjoying the way Yazoo’s lush lips parted in a breathy sigh and his hips lifted automatically whenever Loz bumped against a certain spot inside him. With the depth of a twin-like bond, he could tell that Yazoo was enjoying this very much as well, but Loz soon sensed an impatience coming from his slender partner. Well, not so much impatience, as Yazoo never got impatient – more a sense that he was waiting for something and without words Loz knew what it was. Groaning, he slid out of Yazoo’s addictively tight body and unwillingly pulled away from his brother’s arms. Naked, Loz got up and padded over the bathroom, crouching down to rummage through his jacket pocket, giving Yazoo a nice side-on view of his broad back and strong thighs. He returned with what he was looking for and knelt on the bed beside his long-haired sibling.

Holding the phone out to Yazoo, Loz said grudgingly, “Here. You call him. I don’t even want to talk to the fucker.”

Taking the phone into slender hands, Yazoo got up from his lazy position on the mattress where he was lying on his side, head propped on one elbow, appreciating his brother´s naked form as he went to retrieve the phone and finally sat down on the bed again.

Sneaking up behind his brother, Yazoo pressed himself against the warm, broad back, his arms wrapping around Loz´ throat and the hand that was not holding the phone lightly brushing over the muscular chest. His fingertips found a hard nipple, that his fingertips teased on their own, while Yazoo´s lips ghosted over the skin on Loz´s neck, his earlobe. His eyes lazily trailed down into Loz´ lap, where his perfect, enormous cock still proudly stood up between his legs. Unconsciously, the long haired brother´s lids dropped a bit as he licked his swollen lips. He did mourn the loss of that fat, pulsing rod inside him, feeling empty and strangely incomplete now and had he known that it would be like that with Loz he would have made a move on him a long time ago...

Absently, his other hand flipped the phone open, that nasty little smile returning to his features as he slipped around Loz, to straddle his lap, seeking his lips for a moment, flicking with his moist tongue over the soft flesh, that strong, powerful mouth. Loz tasted so delicious… Moaning into the warm cavern, Yazoo moved closer, pressing himself against Loz´ chest and feeling the man´s arms slip around him. Their straining erections rubbed against each other, the friction sparking desire deep inside Yazoo´s belly.

While slowly, sensually gyrating his pelvis, and waiting for the line to connect, his lips moved back to Loz´ ear, finally replying to his earlier statement in a deep, sultry voice, “Just listen then...”

This was a game for both their pleasure, nothing else; Yazoo had no intentions to make Loz become agitated, he wasn´t talking to Kadaj because he was interested in what the baby had to say, but using him as a tool to make their evening an even steamier memory.

Finally there was the signal and it didn´t even ring twice before Kadaj picked up.
Lustfully, Yazoo moved closer to Loz once again, their cocks sandwiched between two strong, warm and aroused bodies.

“You called?”

It sounded bored, disinterested, and in a way it was, because Yazoo was busy admiring Loz´ deep, green eyes, and enjoying the feeling of strong hands travelling over his back down towards his graving hole that he wanted to be filled again.

“Where are you?” Clipped, flat, repressed; Kadaj surely had a hard time to keep his temper in check and not explode. A rant would have accomplished nothing however; Kadaj knew that they knew that what they had done would draw consequences, and still they had done it. They had defied him consciously, betrayed him and Mother and there was no excuse for that. He needed to find them, so he could unleash his wrath upon them…

Briefly lying the phone against his chest, Yazoo informed his other brother with an innocent flutter of his lashes and huge, round eyes full of wonder while his hand slipped between them, firmly grasping Loz´ huge cock and fisting it with quick, expert movements,

“He wants to know where we are.”

Loz grunted at the query, grasping Yazoo’s ass with both hands, letting the firm flesh fill his palms and shifting his sibling closer. He didn’t want to speak to Kadaj at all and quite frankly would be happy taking the damn phone off Yazoo and hurling it into the hot tub to drown, because to him this conversation was just an interruption and was ruining the fun time he was having with his sexy brother. Although, Yazoo wasn’t ignoring him in favour of Kadaj, surprisingly; the middle brother fondling Loz’s nipple, sweetly kissing his ear, neck and mouth, and now currently jacking Loz with one slim but firmly clenched hand, Yazoo gazing affectionately and teasingly into his eyes while he did it. As long as Yaz kept doing nice stuff like that while he was on the phone, Loz could probably play this game too, and maybe even enjoy it.

“Tell him – uhh...” Loz groaned and closed his eyes as Yazoo’s fist squeezed his dick hard, making him leak a drop or two of clear fluids. “Tell him that it’s somewhere where he will never find us. And tell him he’s a jerk.”

Opening his eyes and smiling mischievously at Yazoo, Loz ran his fingertips around Yazoo’s still-moist entrance, slowly pushing two of them in. Before Yazoo could relay this information to Kadaj, their younger brother’s voice hissed out of the phone.

“I heard that! Yazoo, tell Loz that I WILL find him - and you - and that when I do you’re both going to be in serious, serious trouble.”

There was a brief silence and Loz tried to stifle the sound as Yazoo’s talented hand wrung another pleasured groan out of him.

“Yazoo?” Kadaj asked warily and carefully. “What the hell are you guys doing?”