Thank you so much for this fic! *hugs* I've never had anyone write anything for me, so this really means a lot. *more hugs*

What got to me, other than the naughtiness...the indecency of it all, was the detail. Little things, like the little jerking movements made Tom sway back and forth, sliding the full way across his belly and back again, or the half dozen rings he wore cutting into his skin as he squeezed his hands. I just love that stuff.

Then, of course, there was Tom tightened his grip on his brother's throat carefully, not enough to actually choke him, just with enough force behind it to constrict his twin's air supply a little and their little stare down until Bill takes off the necklace. I'm such a sucker for subtle hints at submission and dominance; you had just the right amount here.

Yeah, my brain was pretty much mush by the end of this. And they didn't even have sex! Just proves how good you are.

Also, you said you've wanted to use Tom as a sandbag for while. Well, I think we'd all love to see that. :D And, I'm curious to know what happens at concert. ;)