Date: Wed, 7 Oct 2015 00:40:02 +0100 From: Roger McAlister Subject: Dream Twins: Part Five *** I hope you are enjoying my story. I welcome feedback to mcalisterroger@gmail.com. Thanks for all your comments so far. Please don't forget to donate to Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. We all love reading Nifty stories and to keep it that way we need to donate. *** After Doug had swallowed Jack's cum and Jack had swallowed Doug's cum, they got changed into their old jeans and t-shirts and went to the kitchen. The roast lunch was cooking away, but Alison was nowhere to be seen, so the brothers sat at the breakfast table, poured some peanuts into a bowl, and picked away at them. The boys chatted, with an increased sense of intimacy, until, eventually, Alison entered the kitchen, looking slightly flushed. 'Right, lunch should be ready,' Alison said. Her sons watched her as she worked away. When she was finished putting the food on plates, Jack and Doug helped her take the plates through to the dining table. A few moments later the boys' dad appeared in the doorway and made his way over to the dining table. Jack and Doug noticed that the way their dad looked at them was different. He struggled to maintain eye contact. It looked as if he was embarrassed, and the brothers wondered whether he was embarrassed at the thought of the boys having sex, or embarrassed about what he had said to Jack earlier. In any case, the lunch was more awkward than usual. When they had finished lunch, Jack announced their intention to start painting their bedroom. Their parents were about to sell the house, and the boys had promised to help get the place in good shape. It ended up taking the entire afternoon and by the end they were covered in paint. As they were finishing up, Alison came to check on them. 'You've done a great job,' she said. 'But how did you manage to get so much paint on yourselves? Make sure you don't walk through the house in those clothes. I'll go and get a bag for you to put your clothes in.' When Alison returned, the boys had stripped to their boxer briefs. Alison handed them the bag and looked over their smooth bodies. 'We're pretty filthy,' Doug said, 'so we're going to take a shower.' 'Together?' Alison asked. 'No!' Doug responded quickly. 'Oh, it's just, I, er, wondered...,' she struggled to find the words. 'I suppose what I'm saying is, if you want to take a shower together, I think that's fine. You can help each other get the paint out of your hair.' 'I guess that might be a good idea,' Jack said. Doug shot his brother a look that said, 'Are you mad? What are you doing?' Alison noticed the look on Doug's face and said, reassuringly, 'It's okay, you're dad told me about what he saw last night and you should know that we don't have a problem with it. It's perfectly natural to experiment and a shower together could be a fun way to do so.' Doug's face turned bright red but Jack had a cheeky smirk. Alison turned and left the room. 'This is going to be so hot,' Jack said. 'This is so weird,' Doug said. 'I can't believe mum and dad are so okay with it.' 'We have very enlightened parents. Let's go and get washed.' Once they got into the bathroom and locked the door, they lost no time in peeling off their boxer briefs. The shower was over the bath, so there was plenty of space for them both to get in. As they washed, their hands explored each others bodies. They kissed and licked and sucked and finally came over each other's faces. With Jack's cum dripping off his face, Doug leaned back in the bath tub and admired Jack's body. Jack stood under the shower and washed Doug's cum off his face. He then reached for the towel. 'I gotta pee,' Jack said. 'Piss on me,' Doug said. 'Really?' Jack asked. 'Are you into that?' 'I've always wondered what it would feel like. Don't piss on my face. I'm not sure I'd like that. But piss on my body.' 'Okay, whatever floats your boat,' Jack said. He started to piss, covering Doug's abs and then directing it to his crotch. 'Oh, god, that feels so good,' Doug moaned. When Jack had finished pissing on him, Doug stood up and cleaned himself up under the shower. 'You should try that sometime.' 'Do you need to pee now?' Jack asked. 'I suppose I could, if you want?' Doug replied. And so Jack sat down where Doug had been sitting and Doug returned the favour. 'Fuck, Doug, you're right: that feels so good.' The both finished cleaning themselves again and pulled over a couple of towels to dry off. Once they were dried, they slipped into their boxers briefs. 'I'm not planning to put any more clothes on this evening,' Jack said. 'I'm just going to stay like this.' The rest of the evening, both Jack and Doug stayed in just their boxer briefs, watching their parents gawping at them. It was becoming more and more obvious that their dad as well as their mum liked admiring their bodies, and both Doug and Jack were happy to oblige. Later in the evening, as everyone was beginning to get tired, Alison said, 'I'll bring in sheets for you to sleep in here.' The boys' bedroom was full of paint fumes, and so they would have to sleep in the living room, which had two large sofas. Alison returned with two piles of sheets, one for each sofa. She proceeded to cover the sofas with the sheets. Once Andy and Alison went to bed, their sons were feeling pretty spent after the day's exertions. They cuddled and kissed and fondled each other's naked body, sharing a single sofa. But they did not go much further. They were too tired. Within hardly any time they fell into a deep sleep, their bodies pressed close together. In the morning, it was Monday and the start of the working week. It was not a working week for Jack and Doug, who, as university students during their summer vacation, did not have much reason to get out of bed (or the sofa). But for Andy, Monday morning meant the start of the working week. And so he went about his morning routine as he always did. Part of that routing usually involved taking a mug of coffee over to his chair in the living room and checking the news on his iPad. This particular morning, he forgot that the living room had become the boys' makeshift bedroom while their actual bedroom was airing to get rid of the paint fumes. Andy walked into the living room and was halfway toward his armchair when he noticed the boys entangled on the sofa. The sheets had fallen onto the floor, leaving their naked bodies entirely exposed. Jack's cock was covered by Doug, who was lying on his side. But Doug's cock was proudly on display. Andy stared at his son's flaccid member as he sat down on his armchair. Andy couldn't believe his luck. He started to rub his hardening cock through his dressing gown. He savoured the chance to see his sons' cute bodies, entangled on the sofa, and the risk of them waking up and catching him only added to the thrill. Sure enough, Jack woke up and, opening his eyes, immediately saw his dad looking at them. His eyes widened and he tapped Doug on the arm. Doug, in his groggy state, took slightly longer to focus as he struggled to open his eyes. When he realised where they were and what was happening, he gasped and fumbled for the sheets on the floor. He pulled them up to cover their bodies. All three of them sat in silence. 'Um, so this is awkward,' Jack said, finally breaking the silence. 'How long have you been sitting there?' 'Not too long,' Andy replied. 'I usually sit here to have my coffee and catch up with the news. You don't mind, do you? You can go back to sleep.' 'Not sure I could go back to sleep now,' Jack said. Doug then surprised Jack and Andy by letting out another gasp. He had just seen his dad's erection through his dressing gown. When Andy saw where Doug was looking, he looked down at his crotch, which in turn alerted Jack to his dad's erection. 'What can I say,' Andy said. 'It happens.' He gave his cock a tug, which caused his dressing gown to open slightly, revealing his leg and hip, and part of his groin to the right of his cock. The boys stared at their dad in disbelief, fixated on his crotch. 'Since you two are having some fun,' he said, 'you don't mind if I have some fun as well, do you?' Throwing caution to the wind, Andy opened his dressing gown and revealed his huge erect cock to his sons. He started to stroke, watching the boys, who were watching him. Under the sheet, Jack reached to grab Doug's cock, which was now hard, and started to stroke his twin. Doug did nothing to stop Jack, as they both continued to watch their dad masturbate. Jack then pushed the sheet off and it fell to the floor. Andy involuntarily moaned as his sons' naked bodies were revealed again. Or more particularly, he could see Doug's full naked body and hard cock. The boys were lying on their side, with Jack hidden behind, slowly grinding his cock against his brother's butt. 'Like father, like son,' Andy said. He smiled at his sons, and they smiled back. 'Do you mind if I join in the experimenting?' 'What do you mean?' Doug asked. 'You're cock looks delicious,' Andy replied. 'It sure is,' Jack said. Jack grinned widely, but Doug looked more uncertain. Nevertheless, Andy stood up and walked over to the sofa. As he approached, Doug sat up and Jack shifted so that they were sitting side by side. Andy knelt down between Doug's legs and lent in. At first he held Doug's throbbing cock in his hand and looked up at his son. Then he leaned further forward and took it in his mouth. The taste and smell was overpowering. It was wonderful. He was shaking at delight as he sucked his beautiful son's cock. His hands roamed Doug's smooth thighs as his head bobbed up and down. Meanwhile, Jack watched, slowly stroking himself. Every now and then the boys would look at each other and Doug would mouth the word 'wow', before closing his eyes and tilting his head back. When Doug was about to cum, it did not occur to him to warn his dad. He had grown used to Jack swallowing his load. The sudden eruption in his mouth caught Andy off guard. But he didn't stop. He continued to suck and swallowed every last drop. 'Wow,' Doug said. 'Just wow.' Andy wiped his mouth with his hand and moved over to get between Jack's legs. He had always tried to treat his sons equally and so he repeated the same action on Jack. This time, however, when Jack came in his dad's mouth, Andy also shot his load, which formed a small white puddle on the wooden floor. Andy sat back on his heels, panting heavily. 'That was awesome boys,' he said. 'Thanks for letting me try that.' 'Any time, dad,' Jack said. Andy stood up and fastened his dressing gown. He walked over to a side table where there was a box of tissues. He plucked one out and bent down to clean up his puddle of cum. He started to leave the room, then paused and turned back to his sons, who were staring at him. 'I like our new openness,' Andy said. 'But let me be the one to tell your mum about this. I'll talk to her this evening.' Then he left, leaving the boys to gather their thoughts. 'Tell mum?' Doug said, as if suddenly realising what his dad had said.