Date: Sun, 21 Nov 1999 15:05:16 -0600 From: dc1970 Subject: SHANE, HIS BROTHER, AND ME This story is a work of fiction. The people in the story are figments of my own imagination, and bear no resemblance to anyone outside of my head. This is a story involving sexual acts between men. If you don't like stories of this nature, or if you are not old enough to be looking at these stories, all you have to do is leave now. I hope you enjoy my first attempt at writing gay erotica. I do welcome comments and suggestions, but if you are going to be mean don't bother writing. Enjoy part one, part two will be available soon. SHANE, HIS BROTHER, AND ME There is a guy who I work with whose name is Shane. He is horribly and perpetually straight. But damn he is beautiful. I can honestly say that he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. You would think so too. He is about six feet, two inches tall. His blonde hair, the color of wheat mixed with sunlight that is cut close around the neck and ears but longer on top. At work he keeps his hair slicked back like those movie stars from the golden era of Hollywood. He has the most amazing blue eyes that God ever put on a man. They look like deep pools of ice blue water. His skin is so smooth and he is always tanned like he spends his weekends lying on the beaches of Jamaica. You would think this would be enough, but there's more. His body is a complete gift from Heaven. I know that he works out four days a week so the muscles you can almost see through his suits are well deserved. He is an absolute Adonis. Now that you have an idea of what he looks like I will tell you where this story begins. It is no secret at work that I am gay. Everyone knows, and no one seems to have a problem with it. Especially Shane. Like I said he is straight. But many times we have talked about the fact that his brother is gay. He is actually really cool about it. Shane and I have been good friends since he started working at the magazine office about six months ago. We work out together, go out for drinks after work, and even go to each other's apartment to watch football, basketball, or baseball, depending on what season it my be. I have tried to keep my relationship with Shane strictly friendly. There is no way I can get away from being attracted to him. As I said, he is probably the most beautiful man I have ever known. Even so, I would not jeopardize spending time with him by making advances that may cause him to shut me out of his life. Being friends with a straight man is not foreign to me. My best friend all through college was straight. We are close to this day. So I know how to handle myself. But something happened last week that I wasn't sure how to handle. I was sitting at my desk when my computer chirped, "Master, I have mail for you." I opened up my e-mail and there was a message from Shane. It was not unusual for me to get e-mail from him so I just figured it was business related. But as I started reading, I realized this message was far from business material. This is what it said. "Jay, My brother Shawn is coming in town for the weekend. I have talked about you so much and he is very interested in meeting you. I know you aren't seeing anyone so I thought you might want to go out with us on Friday and show him around a little. So you won't feel like it's a date or anything, I will go with you. It will really be just like three guys hanging out. If you are up to it, let me know. Shane" We had talked a lot before so Shane knew that I hated blind dates. But going out with him and his brother just as guys going out, I had no problem with. I wrote back and told him that would be cool. I assumed that he wanted me to show them a couple of gay bars and a restaurant or two so I started planning the places we should go. When Friday came and the workday was done, we went to the airport to pick Shawn up. On the way to the airport Shane and I started talking about his brother. "Jay, there's something I haven't told you about Shawn." "What is it? Does he have three arms or something?" He laughed and said, "No, it's nothing like that. It's actually Kind of cool." "Well what is it then?" "Shawn is my twin brother." "Are you serious?" I was so shocked. It was a good thing he was driving because I really think I would have wrecked the car. "Why wouldn't you have told me that before?" "I don't know. I just don't think about it that much any more." He doesn't think about it? How could he not? Doesn't he look in the mirror day after day? I just don't understand how he could and not think how great it is to have another one of him running around. "Are you identical twins or--or, Oh shit what's that other word?" "The word is fraternal," He said in a somewhat disgusted tone, "But we are identical." I was about to be in Heaven and almost never knew about it. Here was my secret love, the man I had been jacking off to for months, telling me that there was another version of him, and I was about to meet him. My mind was reeling at all of the possibilities now. We talked a little more about them. He explained that even though they looked alike, there were serious differences between their personalities. "What do you mean?" I asked, hoping that they weren't going to be too drastically different. "Well, for one thing, Shawn is a lot more quite than I am. He was always the 'shy guy' and I was always the out-going one." That wasn't so different. He told me how Shawn had told him when they were sixteen that he thought he might be gay, and how he helped Shawn deal with that. Shane was there when Shawn came out to his parents, who, by the way, took it a lot better than either boy thought they would. Shane said that they have always been very supportive of Shawn, and they don't treat the boys any different because of their sexual preferences. He went on to tell me that after college he and his brother had accepted jobs on opposite sides of the state. Where as Shane became a reporter for the sports magazine we worked for, Shawn had gone back to their hometown to become a PE teacher and soccer coach. We arrived at the airport, parked the car, and headed for the terminal where Shawn's plane was to arrive. We somehow managed to be about ten minutes early. So we stopped to have a beer in the airport lounge, and Shane continued to tell more stories of the childhood he had shared with his twin brother, Shawn. I think my favorite story was the one about the time in their junior year of high school when Shane walked in on Shawn with his dick down the throat of the varsity football team's star quarterback. The guy was so scared when Shane walked in that he accidentally bit down on Shawn's dick. Then in the process of getting his stuff together and hurrying out of the house he fell and hit his head against the bedroom door. Shane spent two hours bandaging the guy's head, and Shawn's other head. Shane said that Shawn walked like he had just rode a horse for twelve hours straight for the next week while his dick healed. We finished our beer and laughed all the way to the terminal gate. We got there just in time to see the door open and passengers start coming off the plane. Shawn was practically the last person off the plane. When he walked down the ramp I just about came in my pants. There was no doubt that these two were twins. This had to be a dream. Now there was not just one, but two of this beautiful god that I had been lusting after for the past six months. Shawn was an exact replica of Shane. Even their hair was cut the same. And I don't know if they called each other to plan what they were wearing, but they had on the exact same clothes. Right down to their shoes and socks. Shane introduced us and I think I stammered a hello, but I am not sure. All I could think about was getting this guy out of his clothes and having all of my fantasies about Shane coming true. I had to remind myself that this wasn't Shane, he was Shawn. We walked to the baggage turn style to get Shawn's bag then we headed off to Shane's so we could all change and get ready to go to dinner. I had planned a very casual nite, but included enough excitement that I didn't think Shawn would be bored. I also didn't want Shane to feel too uncomfortable so I had decided on a couple of clubs with a pretty mixed crowd. On the way to the apartment the two gods in the front seat caught up on what was going on with their parents, their jobs, and friends that they shared back home. I, on the other hand, sat in the back seat quietly massaging the bulge that had begun to tent the front of my pants. All the while I was imagining what this night and this weekend would bring about. I had long ago realized that Shane was straight and that nothing could ever happen between us. But now the situation was changed. Even though Shawn was not Shane I still had the possibility of having the next best thing to the man of my dreams. "What are you doing," I thought as we drove along. "What makes you think that Shawn is even going to want you?" I forced myself to come back to reality and tried to put all of those thoughts out of my head. When we pulled up to the apartment, my dick had finally returned to a less conspicuous state and I was able to get into the apartment without either of the brothers know what had been happening in the back seat. Shane's apartment had two bedrooms, and each of them had it's own bathroom. Shane showed his brother to the guestroom and then he and I went toward the living room. He told me I could use the shower in his room first so I took the gym bag I had brought with me to his room and went into take a shower. As I took off my clothes and turned on the water, not too warm, what I really needed was a cold shower. I began to look at myself in the mirror on the back of Shane's door. In comparison to the twins in the other parts of the house, I was quite equal to them in looks. I hadn't really thought about it before, but I was pretty good looking. I too am about six feet tall. I work out just as often as Shane does and even though I am not quite as bulky as he is, I do have a very nice body. Not exactly like the body of one of those underwear models on the billboards you see in Times Square, but very close. In contrast to the twins, my hair is almost black, and my eyes are green. "Why wouldn't Shawn want me?" With a little bit brighter outlook on this evening I got into the shower. As I soaped up and started washing, the thoughts started coming back from earlier. My dick started to rise again with the thought of Shawn in the other shower. I could see the water running over the dark rounds of his ass and streaming into the crack. I imagined myself on my knees behind him washing his ass with my tongue. I soaped up his dick and began jacking him off while my tongue darted in and out of his hole. Just then there was a knock at the door that quickly brought me out of my stupor. "Hey, man, you gonna take all night in there?" It was Shane. "No, I'll be out in a second." I turned off the hot water and rinsed myself off with only cold, hoping that would help my dick shrink. It worked so I got out, dried off and went into the bedroom with a towel around my waist. When I walked into the bedroom Shane was there completely naked and bending over getting something out of a drawer. I let out a sort of scream that made Shane jump. I felt so stupid. I must have sounded like a little girl because he started laughing. I have seen him naked before in the shower at the gym so it really shouldn't have been such a big deal. But after the thoughts I had just been having, his extremely hot naked ass, bent over looking like he was waiting for it to be fucked was not what I needed to see right at that moment. I too started laughing and pretended to be horrified at seeing him there in such a compromising position, but I don't really think it worked. He didn't seem too phased as he walked past me and into the bathroom. In fact, it could have been my imagination, but I think he took a couple of looks at the area of the towel that was holding, my slowly rising dick. I really needed to get a handle on this. I quickly finished drying off and got dressed. I was standing at the mirror drying my hair with a blow dryer when Shane came out of the bathroom. He was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear that were stark white in contrast to the darkness of his smooth tanned skin. Those must have been what he was getting out of the drawer. I could see in the mirror that he had said something but I couldn't hear because of the dryer. I turned it off and said, "I'm sorry what did you say?" "I said, don't forget you left your clothes on the floor in there. I wouldn't want you to leave anything." "Oh thanks." I said, then turned the dryer back on to finish my hair. I kept looking in the mirror behind me to watch Shane as he finished drying off. The muscles of his back moved like I finely tuned machine. When he lifted the towel to dry his hair, I just can't find the words to describe how his pecs and his abs worked together to present a picture more beautiful than I have ever seen before. I almost fell over when he bent over to dry off his legs and feet. There was that ass again. Only this time those tight white underwear covered it. I have always had an underwear fetish, and the sight of that snow white cotton stretched across that round mountain of ass flesh sent shivers down my spine and around to my dick. It was happening again. This time I knew I was going to explode if my dick got completely hard again. I was finished with the dryer anyway so after turning it off I put it down and told Shane I was going to get a beer. "Do you want one?" "Sure, but I'll be out in just a minute. I'll get it." I said okay and left as fast as I could. The view from the rear was distressing enough. When he turned around and I saw the outline of his dick and those huge balls I have fantasized about countless times I had to get out of there quickly because there was no hiding the bulge in my jeans now. I got my beer and then went into the living room, turned on the t.v. and started flipping through the channels. About ten minutes later Shawn came in and sat on the sofa opposite the chair I had sat in. "You clean up real well," I said hoping he wouldn't notice the dreamy look in my eyes. He was an absolute angel sitting there in a tight white t-shirt and the tightest Levi's I have ever seen. Even sitting on the couch I could see how the clung to every inch of his muscular frame. I knew if I saw his ass in those jeans I was going to die. When Shane finally came out of the bedroom he was wearing the exact same thing as Shawn. How the hell did they do this? I knew this was going to be the longest, most grueling night of my life. I made it through dinner just fine. Shawn and I started getting to know each other, and the three of us had a lot of laughs as we all told stories about our families, our child hoods, and work. Shawn had some great stories to tell about Shane as a kid. After dinner we went for a drive around the city. Shawn had never been to Chicago so Shane and I took him all over. We did this for about an hour and a half then we decided to hit one of the clubs I had suggested. We spent almost three hours drinking and dancing, just the three of us. They brought up the idea before we went into the club that none of us would find dates this evening. Since it was a mixed club, finding a date for any of us would not have been a problem. Shane said, "Even though we could get dates, this is a special night, and I think we should just hang out together." I thought it was strange that they wouldn't want to find dates, especially Shane. He's always on the look out for a hot girl to take home and fuck. But I was very content to spend the whole night with these two beautiful guys. I knew that everyone in the whole place would be looking at them and I loved the feeling that they would all be envying me because I was the one with them so I agreed to the plan. What would happen later never even entered my mind at the time. When we left the club it was obvious that we had all had too much to drink, and that we shouldn't drive. I suggested we call a cab, but Shane said, "No, I had a feeling this would happen, so I have made other arrangements." "What do you mean? What other arrangements are you talking about." I asked looking at Shane inquisitively. I noticed the two of them look at each other. "What's going on with you two?" About the time I got that sentence out the two of them stepped aside and a black limo pulled up to the curb. "Christ, what is going on?" "Don't worry about it, just get in, and enjoy the ride," Shawn said as he opened the door. I got in the car and the two of them followed behind me. "We have planned a little something for you." By this time I was getting very nervous. What the hell was going on? The car pulled away and we began winding our way through downtown. Shane had taken a bottle of champagne out of the small bar next to his seat. He was seated facing the back of the car, while Shawn and I were facing front. Shawn got three glasses and his brother filled them with the champagne. Once the glasses were filled and we all had our glass, Shane said, "Jay, I haven't been completely honest with you." "What do you mean? What's going on?" By now I was starting to sober up. I was more than a bit nervous. All kinds of horrible thoughts were going through my head. Among other things, I thought, "Maybe they are really gay bashers and this is some elaborate way of setting me up." I couldn't figure out what was happening. "Are you two crazy? Are you gonna kill me?" They laughed. "This isn't funny. What the hell is going on?" "Jay, man, don't be so dramatic," Shane said through his laughter. "It's nothing like that." "We aren't going to kill you," Shawn put his hand on my leg. "We just have a surprise for you." Shane went on, "Jay, you and I have become really good friends over the past few months. You've helped me out a lot, and Shawn agreed to help me show my appreciation to you. So calm down. Let's have a toast." They lifted their glasses. I just kept looking at them. From one to the other, and then back at the glasses. Slowly I raised my glass to theirs. "To you, Jay," Shawn began. "For all you have done to help my brother, we dedicate the rest of this week end to you." They clinked their glasses to mine and drank. I was still looking at them confused. But slowly I raised my glass to drink. As I finished the glass of champagne, the limo stopped. I could hear the driver get out and come around to the door where Shawn was sitting. The door opened and Shawn got out. Shane nudged me to go ahead of him, but it took a few minutes for my body to decide to work. When I finally got out I was surprised to see that we were at huge hotel in downtown Chicago. I was so out of it I can't even remember what the name was. Shane got out of the car behind me. Then the driver got back in the car and drove off. "Well, here we are." Shane said as he grabbed my arm and led me into the lobby, and Shawn followed behind. Shane let go of me and left me standing in the middle of the lobby with Shawn as he went to the desk to get the keys to our room. I stood there looking around the empty lobby wondering what the hell was happening to me. This night had started out great and now I felt like a trapped prisoner. Just as I got up the nerve to jet out the side entrance to the hotel, Shane came back with the keys. " You know, Jay, you still look like a scared rabbit." "Well, I am a bit on the scared side," I said. I know I was shaking and I could feel that my eyes were the size of saucers. " What are you guys doing?" Shawn came from behind me and said," Trust me, this is something we knew that you would enjoy." "But, Jay, you've got to relax, man," Shane put his arm around my shoulders and headed us toward the elevators." You know that I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you." As comforting as he sounded, I still couldn't get myself to relax. Shane was my closest friend and I should know that what he was saying was true, but this was all so uncomfortable. The ride up the elevator was quiet. The twins just kept looking at each other with those grins they'd had since we left the club. We got to the door of the room Shawn took a blind fold from his pocket and asked me to turn toward Shane. Reluctantly, I turned to Shane, who said, "We've reached the end of the journey, Jay. I know you're scared, but please know that nothing bad is going to happen to you. If you don't want anything that we have planned to happen once we get inside, you are free to leave. Do you understand?" Something in the way he looked at me sent waves of electricity through me, and all at once I was flooded with a rush of desire. My mind finally stopped thinking that something was wrong and I was able to open my mind to what may be getting ready to happen. Shane must have noticed the change in my face because he looked behind me and nodded to Shawn. Just then the blindfold Shawn had been holding was dropped down over my eyes and tied pretty tightly at the back of my head. I heard the key turning in the door and then I felt one of them take me by the shoulders and lead me into the unseen room. "Stay right here," It was Shawn, "Don't remove the blindfold, and wait for us to tell you what to do next." With that I heard them both walk off in the same direction. I am not sure but I think I also heard the sound of a kiss. You know the sound that those soap opera actors make when they kiss someone on screen. I stood there alone for what seem like forever. All the time images started running through my mind of what may be happening to me. Was it possible that these two beautiful brothers had brought me here to show me just how close they really were? "But I know Shane is straight," I thought to myself. "There's no way he is going to be a part of anything that may be sexual." Just then I heard the two of them emerge from someplace on a far side of the room. In unison they said, "Stay right where you are and make no attempt to move." A few seconds later I felt someone's hands on the buckle of the belt I had been wearing. But I didn't know who it was. "Who is that?" I asked. No answer. After the belt was unbuckled, the hands pulled the bottom of my t-shirt out of my jeans. I reached out to see if maybe I could feel who it was, but the hands on my shirt grabbed my own hands and placed them at my side before I could make contact to feel who might be there. I took that to mean I wasn't supposed to move. "I guess I'm just supposed to stand here?" Again no answer as the hands returned to my shirt and it was lifted over my head. The room was cold and as the cold air touched my naked flesh I could feel my nipples begin to harden. Just then I felt someone's lips rest against my right nipple. "Oh shit," escaped my mouth and then a groan of extreme pleasure. But as quickly as they were there, they were gone. I could sense whoever had been there move away and then there was someone behind. Whether it was the same person as before, I could not tell. All of a sudden there were arms wrapped around me from behind, and there were lips pressed against the back of my neck. Goose bumps covered my entire body and I shivered at the warm touch as the lips kissed all over my neck. The hands that had come around from the back began to unfasten the buttons of my 501's. With each kiss on my neck, another button was slowly unfastened until there were all finished. By now my dick had not only gotten hard, but I could feel the swollen head poking out from the top of the boxer briefs I had put on earlier this evening. Then the hands that had been unfastening my jeans casually brushed the head that poked out of my shorts. And then the kissing stopped and the hands were pulled away. I could feel the twin behind me move past me and the their voices came in unison again. "Do you want this to stop?" "Hell, no," was my quick reply. Then Shane spoke as he walked toward me. "I am taking you into the bathroom." He began leading me," Once you are there, remove the blindfold. Remove the rest of you clothes and then put on the clothes that are waiting for you. When you are finished, knock on the door and you will be brought back out. You will not need to put the blindfold back on." Once in the bathroom I removed the blindfold and let my eyes adjust to the light that was on. I began to look around the room, but I didn't see anything to put on. I had to piss so I took a minute to do that and then looked in the small closet that was connected to the bathroom. Folded neatly on a shelf was what appeared to be a pair of pajama bottoms. They were a very dark red, almost the color of blood. I took the pants out of the closest and began taking off my shoes, socks, the jeans that has already been unfastened for me, and my briefs. My erection had gone down so I didn't have to worry about there being a huge growth in the front of the pj's. The pajama bottoms were made of a silky material and as I slipped them on, the soft material made my dick start to rise again. This was starting to be too much. I wasn't sure how long on could take all of this. After the pj's were on and the hardening rod got more used to the material so that it returned to a somewhat flaccid state, I moved to the door and knocked. The door was opened and before me stood one of the twins, although I couldn't tell which one. He then led me to the living room of what I now was able to see was a suite of rooms. The other twin was waiting for us there as well. The twins were both wearing the same pajama bottoms as I had been instructed to put on. I couldn't tell who was who because each of them had on masks. The type the Lone Ranger wore, just the black ovals covering the top of their faces, with holes where I could see the ice blue eyes of the two twin gods. The two of them stood side by side with their arms crossed over their massive chests. Then the twin on the left pointed to a spot in the middle of the room and I took this to mean that I was to go there so I did. Once I got to the middle of the room, the twins came up on either side of me. The twin on the right took me by the hand. He placed my hand on his stomach and then proceeded to move it slowly up his torso to his chest. He let go and I continued to massage his round, full pecs, gently pinching the nipples. The twin on the right moved behind me and the kissing that had been done before continued. This time though I could also feel the pressure of his swollen dick as it rubbed against my ass. The other twin reached up and began massaging my chest as I was doing to his. He then came forward and brought his lips to mine. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, more passionate than I had ever experienced before. I could feel the hands of the twin behind me come around between his brother and myself. He began to use the palm of his hand to rub up and down on my dick while the back of his hand did the same to his twin. I moved my hands from the twin's chest around to his back and slowly made my way down to the rounded mounds of his high tight ass. I began squeezing his ass and pulled him closer, causing the pressure of his brother's hand to increase on both of our dicks. The twin behind me stopped kissing my neck and removed his hand from between his twin and myself. This made it so that I could begin to grind my dick against his brother's dick. The silky material of the pj's we were wearing was so thin they made it feel like there was nothing between the two of us. Although I couldn't see his hard cock against my own, I could feel it and it was huge. It had to be about eight inches long and it felt like it was the as thick as my wrist. Even though the twin behind had stopped kissing my neck, he was still behind me. I could tell the he had sank down to the floor on his knees. He grabbed my hips and began kissing my ass through the pajamas. His brother stopped kissing me and moved into the same position in front of me. Both twins had their hands at my hips, one on top of the other. The twin in front began kissing my dick through the silky material. I was lost in the euphoria of having one these two gods kissing all over my ass and my dick. I threw my head back as I began pressing my dick against the kisses of the front twin. After a few minutes of this double lipped treatment, I couldn't believe it but I was getting close to shooting into the now wet material covering my dick. The twin there had stopped kissing and began sucking on my dick and balls through the pj's. A low growl escaped my throat as he took both of my balls into his mouth and sucked hard on them. "Man, you've got to stop that or I'm gonna cum," I took the front twin's head in my hands. The twin looked up at me and said," We can't have that yet, can we?" Shit, this was Shane. My mouth dropped open and all of a sudden he realized what he had done. There was no longer the mystery of which twin was which. His brother looked around from behind where he too had stopped kissing and had begun to tongue the crack of my ass through the wet material. He slapped his brother on the shoulder. I reached up and took the mask off of Shane. He began to smile that pearly white smile I grown to adore over the past six months. That smile had been deadly. Every time I saw it, my knees went weak and the stirring began in my pants. I always had to walk away or sit down quickly so that he wouldn't see. Now I could act on what I had been feeling all of these months. I grabbed Shane by the shoulders and raised him back up to me. I kissed him again. Only this time there was more heat, more passion because I knew that this was my twin. The kissing lasted for a few minutes. I guess Shawn wanted to let us have a moment to enjoy this realization. Just as Shane and I were finishing the kiss, Shawn had moved around beside us on my right. He maneuvered between our arms and brought his face to meet our. We stayed there joined in a three-way kiss for quite a long time. It was amazing. Three tongues fighting to get into someone else's mouth. Our lips all touching and plying together. Shawn pressed his mouth to mine and we kissed, then he kissed his brother, and finally Shane and I kissed again. Shane was the first to break this three-way kiss-fest. He took me by my right hand and his brother, who had removed his own mask, by the left and led us into the large bedroom. In the middle of the room, not even against the wall, was a king-sized bed. Everything had been removed from the bed with the exception of the white fitted sheet. These two had really thought this through. Or was it just one of them? The lights were out, but the room was surrounded in candles of all shapes and sizes, giving the room a soft romantic glow. Shane led us to the bed. He told Shawn to sit on the bed and then had me stand in front of Shawn, facing away from him. " Even though the masks have been removed, we will continue with the plan," he was talking to Shawn. As if he knew what his brother was saying, Shawn returned his mouth to my ass and once again began licking and sucking on the cleft between my ass cheeks through the pajamas. Shane dropped to his knees in front of me. He used his had to massage my softened dick and then began kissing it again. Before long they had returned me to the frenzied state I had been to in the other room. Again their hands returned to my hips. Slowly they began to pull down the pj's. As the now wet material pulled away from my skin and moved over my ass and across my hardened dick, the kisses they had been giving moved to the slowly exposing skin. I could feel Shawn's kisses on my ass and as the pants moved below the round globes covered in soft downy hair, I could feel his tongue as he began lapping at my ass. He explored both sides of my ass with his tongue sometimes biting me with the sweetest of nibbles possible. Soon his tongue had found the treasure it seemed to have been searching for. I could feel him place a hand on each cheek as he spread them enough to get his tongue into the hairy space surrounding the hole that ached to have his tongue inside. He began tracing the length of my crack, teasing the aching hole with every pass by it. Finally he stopped and concentrated on my ass hole. Using his tongue to massage the aching orifice. Darting in and out as he continued to press his tongue against the outer ring. By now I was writhing in ecstasy. Pushing my ass against his face. If all of this was not enough, he took his finger and stuck it into my hole. Then he began to fuck my ass with is finger. While Shawn kept busy with my ass, Shane was working on my cock and balls. As the pj's were pulled down over my dick, it slapped back against my stomach. It was harder than I ever remember it being and standing straight up, almost touching my belly button. I have always been proud of this tool that god gave to me. Soft, it is nearly five inches long and almost as thick. Hard, it grows to an impressive nine and a half inches and six inches around. I have measured it numerous times in the privacy of my own bedroom. Shane maneuvered the pajamas down to my feet and then helped me step out of them. As I lifted my legs, Shawn took that opportunity to stick his finger deeper into my ass. Once I was completely naked, Shane began his torment by licking up my legs beginning at my feet, which he had kissed as he removed the pajamas from each one. He worked his way up my legs using his tongue to bathe them. As he reached my thighs, I could feel his eye lashes brush across my hairless balls. The soft brushes sent tingles through me and I could feel my balls contract into their small sac. He nuzzled my balls with his nose, taking in the strong sweaty man scent that all of this evenings festivities had made. With one hand he caressed my leg, while he used the other to lift the shrunken ball sac up against my dick. Then he began to lick the area underneath my balls. His tongue ran from my asshole, where his brother's tongue had been and now his finger was working in and out, to the bottom of my balls. He continued washing this area with his tongue for a few minutes, then in one swift move he dropped my ball sac and took both of the almond sized nuts into his mouth. He sucked on them and chewed them with the sweetest of bites. In the mean time his free hand moved to my dick. As he chewed on my balls, his hand began to pump up and down on my dick. The jacking motions on my dick were timed with the in and out motions that Shawn was using to fuck my ass with his finger. I don't know how they timed it so perfectly. Maybe there is something to that twin E.S.P. thing. As I moved my hips to accommodate the jerking and fucking going on, Shane let my ball sac, which had loosened from it's constricted state, fall from his mouth. Without missing a stoke, his hand was replaced by his hot, wet mouth. My hips began to move faster as his lips closed around my dick and his tongue teased the head of my cock. He was sucking my dick better than anyone ever had. There was no doubt in my mind that mine was not the first dick that had been in his mouth. He was sucking hard. Taking the entire length of my dick down his throat as I moved forward and then he would play with the head as I moved back, never letting it drop from his mouth. The immense joy I was feeling with one twin sucking my dick while the other fucked me with what had to be three fingers now, at least, was too much to handle. "Guys, I can't hold back anymore," I said through the gasps of breath I was forced to take. "I am going to cum." With that I released the largest load of cum down Shane's throat that I had ever shot before. Shane swallowed all that he could, but there was still some that flowed down his face and onto my balls. When I had finished this intense climax, Shawn removed his fingers from my ass and moved around to the floor next to his brother. Shane still had my dick in his mouth. Although I was finished cumming, my dick was still as hard as it had been before, and Shane kept it in his mouth, rolling his tongue over the tip, sending shock waves throughout my body. Shawn brought his face in to meet Shane's and began to lick the remaining cum off of his chin and then off of my balls. When I opened my eyes, I looked down to see these two beautiful brothers looking up at me. They were still busy cleaning my cock and balls. That was the most amazing thing I had ever seen, at least to that point.