Whole lotta Chris

Chris moans as his twin takes him into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the head of of his rock hard penis then holds his head as his head bobs up and down on him. 'OH CHRIS.' He moans loudly. His evil twin smirks and keeps sucking until they both feel themselves and each other about to come and stop, getting on Chris's bed.
Evil Chris looks at the shackles attached to the wall by a bar and asks as he starts stroking Chris. 'You want me to put you in that?' Chris says yes and they both smile, Evil Chris strapping him in and biting his chest before getting a bottle of lube out of the bedside drawer. 'I want you inside me first.' Evil Chris sighs, making Chris watch as he starts jerking off. Chris groans and his twin lubes him up while still jerking wildly then Evil Chris gets off the bed and pulls out Chris's "toybox", taking out a riding crop and snapping it across Chris's nipples, almost making him come. 'You've been a bad boy Christopher and you need to be punished.' Evil Chris said, whipping him again and eliciting another moan. 'Oh god, punish me. I've been naughty.'
While Phoebe and Paige had suspected that Chris was into bondage, his evil twin knew for a fact that he loved it, especially with him, even that before coming to save Wyatt he was as big a Fetish Goth as they come.
Both of them had always loved that their relationship was equal. Neither of them was truly a top or a bottom, they both loved giving as much as receiving but admittedly, Chris liked being on the receiving end a little better.
Evil Chris straddles his bound identical lover and keeps whipping him until he starts leaking pre-cum then mounts him, both of them letting out a loud, lust filled moan. 'OH FUCK.' Evil Chris cries out. Chris groans and goes a little harder as his twin rides him. As Chris goes deeper, Evil Chris moans. 'Oh god you feel good.' Chris groans, thrusting deeper and says. 'God, so do you. I've missed you so much.' Evil Chris tells him he missed him too then looks over at the toybox again and orbs one of the candles into his hand, lighting it with his mind. Slowly he drips the wax down the good witch's chest, making him moan then as he gets to just above his pubic bone, the heat from the wax and the general fact that other than his neck it's the most sensitive place on his body, Chris gets dangerously close to the edge, clenching his fists as Evil Chris follows it with a rather hard bite on the neck. 'Maybe we should see if there's a dimension where we're a vampire.' Said Evil Chris, moaning as Chris thrusts as deep as he can. He doesn't answer except for another moan, too caught up in the intense pleasure of it all to even think let alone speak. Had he been able to speak, however, he definitely would have said yes.
One of Chris's biggest turn ons had been vampires. If only because he was a goth, he loved their sensuality and had hoped his evil lover had felt the same. As he keeps thrusting, his mind begind to wonder what it might be like to have a threesome with Evil Chris and a vampire version of himself. Both men biting him and possibly taking his blood (willingly of course) That alone brought him close to the edge again and having thought it too, Evil Chris cries out his name and rides him harder while jerking himself again.
Suddenly it's over and Evil Chris frees his twin, lying at his side as they both collapse on the bed. 'Damn you know how to fuck.' Evil Chris says, staring at the ceiling. Chris smiles and replies, reaching into the drawer by his bed and pulling out a plastic bag with joints in it 'I aim to please.'. He takes one out and lights it with his mind then takes a toke and passes it to Evil Chris and says. 'Oh, by the way, if you really want to do what you said, I'm in. Just let me recover then after it's your turn to fuck me we'll summon him.' Evil Chris agrees then sits up, taking a toke then looking down at the tattoos cascading down his "good" twin's arms, the realisation that he's not as "good" as everyone thinks making him hard again. He thinks for a minute and asks, taking a hit and passing it back.