Date: Fri, 25 Jun 2010 05:50:19 -0700 (PDT) From: Julian Otero Subject: Baseball Twins part 1 My opposite sex twins and my youngest son play baseball, and with each other. Later my wife and I get to play too. The Prequel: The wind up... the pitch... Thwack! "Strike!" The wind up... the pitch... Thwack! "Strike two!" My daughter the catcher put her left hand between her legs and made a signal. The pitcher, my son and her twin, tugged at his crotch. Then another sign: she called for a sinker and the little fucker hits a triple and drives in two runs. We lost that game. The Baseball Twins I had suspected it. I suspected my kids were having sex with each other. It was a hot fantasy so I was delighted when my daughter Niki spilled the beans as I drove her home from practice one afternoon. But there was an unexpected surprise in that bag of beans. "Dad, I want to ask you something..." "Yeah?" "...and promise to tell me the truth?" She flashed her blue eyes at and her young beauty struck me again, something I never took for granted. "Ok...yes...what's it about?" "Sex." "Shoot." At this she giggled and blushed. Her dimples and white teeth enthralled me again and I smiled dumbly. "Whadaya think about gay sex?...boy-on-boy..." Well, now, I thought, what brought this up? She's only 14 but kids today aren't as inhibited as I liked to believe. "Its ok, I guess...if they want to..." Pause. "Have you ever?" Long pause. This was leading somewhere and my promise of the truth might have been too hasty. Why'd she want to know anyway? My darling 14-year-old daughter was growing up. She prodded for a response while I pretended to be absorbed in my driving. I felt a bit of tension between us. A picture came to mind of her nice tight ass in the skinny jeans she favored and I realized I'd been sub consciously thinking a lot of sexual thoughts about her recently. The truth: "If you really want to know, the answer is `yes'." We drove a little ways before she spoke again. "Then you won't be mad if I tell you Peter and Ethan are having sex together?" Six or seven times, when they all were younger, we'd gone as a family to a nudist resort and I remember how naturally and joyfully all three shed their clothes and romped. They romped and played in the sun with their mother and me, and with the other kids, as if nakedness was their birthright. And it was. We were proud of them. Sometimes the boys got hard but we pretended not to notice and they didn't seem embarrassed. Now on the ball field they moved with the same grace, each of them outstanding players on their Junior League team, the Cubs. To see them bend and stretch in the snug white uniforms always built an erotic charge in me. Watching my kids, I could even ignore the shortstop's super hot mother who always smiled at me, a fabulous single black hottie who wore crop tops and grey spandex without fail. At home after a game I fucked my wife Susan, or jerked off. Now, this news. Ethan was a year younger and idolized his older brother. "Really? With each other?" My tone indicated disbelief but that was just to disguise my delighted surprise, and because I felt my cock suddenly stir. We'd talked about sex a little, but never so personally, not so specifically. My sons? I wanted details. "You sure, Niki? You saw them?" As she recounted how she discovered them I noticed her nipples grow longer and taut in the tank top. Just the telling was getting her hot. She said the two of them would sometimes disappear and when they reappeared they had shit eating grins that got her suspicious. When asked what was doing my boys acted dumb. Then the shot gun seat: Peter always claimed it in the car but suddenly changed to the back to be with Ethan. Their rooms had doors that rarely closed and lately remained shut for long periods, another change in behavior. Niki started some mild spying and eavesdropping. "He always teases and bosses Ethan, but then I see Peter's hands on Ethan a lot more, in a nice way, you know, like petting. He'd grab and hug Ethan close for no reason, touch the tip of his nose and smile, pinch his ass and even kiss him sometimes. So I think, this is a boy and girl I'm watching. Dad, you notice when they wrestle now how Peter presses his crotch into his Ethan's ass?" "Niki, all that doesn't mean anything. Their brothers, kids, frisky." "Well, how about this: `Get the jelly.' I heard Ethan say `get the jelly' when I listened outside the door. I thought they were snacking but he sounded stressed, like begging. Then, Peter's voice: `Your ass gets me so hot, bro,' and he sounds turned on. Dad, what else could that mean? What else could they be doing?" My dick was rock hard and I think she noticed. When I said nothing, she continued... "I heard Ethan sorta beg Peter: `Get the jelly first. You hurt me when you don't have it' Later, she told me she ran to her room and rubbed herself into a totally awesome cum. The thought of two boys fucking!--her brothers!--got her super hot. "Dad, they're fucking!" "I don't want you to speak to anyone else about this. Got it?" "Ok, but last Wednesday, when we were walking to school I asked him and he said it was true, he was getting fucked. He acted a little coy and I could see it embarrassed him that I knew, that I made him admit it." She asked Ethan if he did the same to Peter. "No." "Does he force you?" "No, not really." "Whadaya mean, `not really?'" That's as far as Niki's disclosure went that day. Again I told her to keep her mouth shut; I had to think about it. The next part will be posted soon. I hope you will let me know your reactions to this opening part. Please e-mail Julian at ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com