Quiver & Burn (Surrender to Them 5)

“So, I have to ask.” I lifted my beer and took a sip. “Jett and Rand?”

“That’s us.” Jett tilted his head to the side.

“I mean, those are pretty unusual names. Are they short for something?” I raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

“Yeah—about that.” Jett’s lips formed a thin line and he chuckled under his breath. “You have to swear that you’ll never call me this…”

“Don’t tell her your real name, bro.” Rand leaned back and chuckled. “You’re going to ruin this before it gets started.”

“Okay, now I have to know.” I tilted my head to the side.

“Our mother.” Jett sighed and shook his head. “She’s a wonderful woman, but naming us wasn’t one of her finest moments.”

“My name is fine.” Rand continued chuckling and shrugged his shoulders.

“She decided to give us family names and I was named after my great-grandfather. Unfortunately, his name was Jethro.” Jett grimaced as soon as the words left his mouth.

“Jethro?” I couldn’t even stifle my laugh. “You have to be kidding.”

“Yep. I didn’t even make it through elementary school before the other kids were making fun of me on a daily basis.” Jett’s grimace spread to the point his chin twitched slightly.

“It was pretty brutal.” Rand nodded quickly. “One weekend, we decided that we were going to change that, and after a little discussion, we came up with Jett.”

“Yep.” Jett nodded and his grimace faded. “I still got teased a little bit, but once I got people to start calling me Jett, it stuck.”

“That’s very clever. I’ll admit, I like Jett a lot more than Jethro.” I reached for my beer and sipped it again.

“Yeah, and once Jett had a cool new name, I couldn’t be Randall anymore.” Rand shook his head back and forth.

“Randall isn’t too bad.” I shrugged and put my beer down beside my plate.

“He was the lucky one.” Jett chuckled under his breath and took a sip of his beer. “Our mother still calls us Jethro and Randall though.”

We finished our food and I couldn’t help sneaking in a few Jethro digs before we were done, but I could see Jett didn’t find it very humorous, so I went back to calling him by the name I had always known. We relocated to the living room and Rand popped Sorority Girl Massacre II into the DVD player. I knew it was going to be cheesy like the first one, but I didn’t care. I was just happy to be spending time with them, especially when they sat down beside me on the couch. The sequel was a lot raunchier than the first movie in the series, and they didn’t waste any time getting the sorority girls between the sheets with a frat boy. Once the killer showed up, the scene switched to the university where a student was alone with her professor and I was pretty sure I knew what she was about to do to earn her grade.

“Rand, this movie is truly awful. I think it’s the worst one you’ve ever made me sit through.” Jett put his hand on my thigh and looked over at his twin brother.

“That’s what makes it so great.” Rand chuckled and turned his head towards me. “Do you want to watch something else?”

“No, this is fine.” I looked down at Jett’s hand which started to move further up my thigh. “It’s a little hard to concentrate on anything right now anyway.”

“Oh, am I distracting you?” Jett slid his hand a little further until his fingers were almost against my panties.

“A little bit.” I nodded and bit down on my lip.

Rand decided not to let his brother have all the fun. He put his hand on my other thigh and I started to squirm. I knew there was a very real chance that they would have my panties on the floor before the night was over because their touch was driving me wild. My pussy was getting wetter with each passing second. I wasn’t even sure how sex would work with two men. I never took the time to think that part through when I was trying to figure out if I was going to accept their invitation that evening. I was too focused on the fact that they both wanted to date me. The movie was still playing, but I hardly paid attention until I heard a smacking sound on the screen, which made me look at the screen. The girl was still with her professor, but instead of being on her knees to earn a grade, she was across his lap getting spanked.

Oh god, that’s so freaking hot.

“He’s giving it to her good.” Jett slipped a finger underneath the edge of my panties.

“Yeah.” I chuckled slightly, but then a light moan echoed in my throat when Jett let his finger graze my inner thigh.

“We should do the same thing to you—as punishment for running away from us the other day.” Jett leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck.

“As long as that’s not all you do.” I moaned a little louder.

“That’s definitely not all we’re going to do.” Rand turned towards me and paused the movie. “Are you ready for intermission.”