Date: Mon, 26 Apr 2010 07:47:53 -0700 (PDT) From: chip ster Subject: the-twins-and-the-psychologist THE TWINS & THE PSYCHOLOGIST By Chipster DISCLAIMER AND LEGAL STUFF: If it's illegal to read stories involving adults and youths involved in sexual acts together, then don't read this. If you're underage, don't get caught reading this, either. If you don't approve of gay sex, don't read this. If there's anyone left after everyone else drops out, read this story. OTHER STORIES BY CHIPSTER IN THE NIFTY ARCHIVES: Most involve gay or bi-sexual contact between teenagers and adults. "Camp Clover For Boys" - Bisexual/Adult-Youth "Weekend In Houston" - Bisexual/College "A Porn Boy's Life" - Bisexual/Encounters "In The Dog House" - Gay/Incest "My Lover's Son" - Gay/Adult-Youth "The Heath Files" - Gay/Adult-Youth "In The Dog House" - Gay/Adult-Youth "Me, My Cousin & My Wife" - Gay/Adult-Youth "Teachers Weaknesses" - Gay/Adult-Youth "The Adventures of Travelor Whetstone" – Gay/Adult-Youth As editor: "My Journey" - Gay/Camping "Oregon Vacation" - Gay/Camping "Swimmer-Coach" - Gay/High School CHAPTER 1 It was going to be a busy afternoon. I checked my schedule and noted once again that I had been scheduled to meet with twins who I had been told had a sexual history that included sexual activity and incest. I really didn’t want to take the case, but the Center Director asked me to as a special favor. My name is Adam Franklin, and I’m a clinical psychologist who specializes in sexual behavior. I’m 30, single, and not currently involved with anyone. Back when I was in graduate school, the boys had lived in the same apartment complex where I had been living, sharing my apartment with another guy and his live-in girlfriend. I’ve never seemed to maintain any attachments over the years, which I always thought was odd for someone with my specialty. The boys had been assigned to me because of my specialty. The really bad part about the assignment was that I had known them casually since they were young children. They were both sixteen now. That’s why I really didn’t want this assignment. At 1:00pm, the boys arrived. Rather, the teens arrived. I couldn’t keep thinking of them as the boys I remembered. When they walked in the door of my office, I was quite taken back. They had both developed into very handsome young men. I could see immediately why they were sexually attractive. I also noticed that they were both still too much alike for me to tell them apart. "Hello, fellows," I said. "It’s been a long time since I’ve seen either of you." "We’ve missed you, too," said the boy on the right. "We both remember when you’d take the time to play with us out on the playground at that apartment complex." "Yeah," said the other. "You were about the only grown-up there who would pay any attention to us." "I was always glad to," I said back. "OK, now which one of you is Michael and which one is Elijah?" The one on the left said, "I’m Michael. He’s Elijah. You can tell us apart when we have hard-ons, because my cock bends to the left and his to the right." That comment took me off guard. They stood there, watching my reaction. Finally, I said, "Well, with your pants on, it’s hard to see which way they go." "Good answer," said Elijah. "The less obvious way is that I’m an inch taller than he is." "And I was born first," chimed in Michael. "The only reason you came out first was because I pushed you. I was really looking forward to some peace and quiet when you left, but your umbilical chord was wrapped around my foot and you dragged me out after you." "Yeah, we were born exactly two minutes apart," added Michael. "I've lost track. How old are you guys now, anyway," I asked. Michael went first. "I'm almost 17. I'm 5-foot-11-inches tall and my weight varies from 159 to 175 pounds, depending on my actual shape. When I graduate, I want to go to technical college." The Elijah spoke. "I'm 16. I'm 6 feet tall and my weight is 166 pounds. I'm not sure what I want to do after graduation, and my favorite things are walks in the park, chocolate cake, and fucking my brother." "Yeah, I forgot to add that to my speal. I LOVE fucking my brother." "Well, guys, I think that might be the starting point for our get-together this afternoon," I said. Their bluntness, having already caught me off guard, had my attention. "Well," said Elijah, "I'm looking forward to us turning 18. When we were younger, we knew straight away that we wanted to become gay porn actors. Once we turn 18, we can start working on it." Michael added, "We're going to send our pics to some casting directors and hope we can get an audition." "Surely you can't mean that," I said. Michael answered, "We had our first sexual experience together at 12. We've jacked, sucked, and fucked each other a lot, sometimes as much as twice a night, but usually more like a couple of times a week." "Our folks put us to bed together was soon as we were out of the crib. It was only a matter of time before we started fooling around with each other," said Elijah "But that doesn't mean that's all we do. We're both bisexual and we both have girlfriends, and we've both had sex with them over the last couple of years. Only a little later we found out that we are strongly attracted to each other. But the older we get, we're less interested in girls," said Michael. "We both love sex, that's for sure. We're very spontaneous and don't like to plan ahead. We just do whatever we feel doing and we always enjoy it," said Elijah. "Except for really sick things, we don't mind doing anything. And I think we like the camera to be at it." "Elijah's set up a video camera a few times so we can tape us fucking each other. I like watching the vids after we're done and jacking off while we're watching it," added Michael. "Watching us cum makes us cum!" said Elijah. These guys were being very blunt. I had to admire them for that. Even if it were wrong, they knew what they wanted. "You guys do anything else together, that is, besides having sex?" I asked. "We do everything together. We don't need anyone else, if we don't want to. We go regularly to a gym and work out," said Elijah. Michael said, "We feel it's important to keep ourselves in shape because how we look matters to us. My body is part of what appeals to Elijah." "Likewise for me, too. Michael keeps himself looking good to help me keep feeling hot." "It makes us both horny," they said simultaneously. "We just love being twins. Some people look for their soul mates for their whole lives, but we've had each other since birth," added Elijah. "And I can't bear the thought of life without him," said Michael. "What about after graduation. You've both expressed interest in going separate ways," I asked. "Not going separate ways, just pursuing different things," said Elijah. "Just because I don't know what I want to do yet doesn't mean I can't do it without Michael." "Hey! You wanna see us?" said Michael, and both of the boys were on their feet, pulling their shirts off. Neither of them had anything under their shirts. I didn't notice any chest hair, either. "No, that won't be necessary. Go ahead and sit back down," I said, forcefully. The boys both sat back down, but they were now both naked to the waist. I couldn't help but admire their torsos. "Hey, Elijah. You notice something?" "What's that, Michael?" "Our old friend here is starting to get a hard-on." "He must see something he likes." "Stop that, both of you," I said, again being forceful. I knew I had to get this conversation back under my control. "Hey, Elijah. You notice something else?" "What's that, Michael?" "We both have hard-ons, too." "Stop it, I say!" It was beginning to get out of hand. Four hands shot out from the boys and reached for me. Two of them grabbed my crotch and the other two grabbed at each other's crotches. I tried standing up, but neither of them let go of me. "You know, something we've never tried is sex with another guy," said Michael. "And I'd sure like to try sex with an older guy, wouldn't you, Elijah?" I had to admit, I was now under their spell. I felt Michael start to unbuckle my belt while Elijah pulled down my zipper. Michael's hand went into my fly and he fished out my cock, which was standing out fully erect. Elijah dropped down to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. It felt so warm. I couldn't help but start pumping my shaft in and out. Meanwhile, Michael kicked off his sandles and pulled down his pants. He wasn't wearing underwear. He dropped to his knees and took over for Elijah so he could strip down, too. As Elijah pulled down his pants, he said, "We've got to get you naked, too." He started to unbutton my shirt while Michael pulled down my pants, taking my cock out of his mouth just long enough to pull my underwear down. Elijah went back to his knees to take over the cocksucking duties while Michael undid my shoes and helped me take them and my socks off. Then he stood up, walked over to my door and locked it. Coming back, Michael came up behind me and grabbed my balls in his left hand and started fondling me. I was already on the verge of cumming. Both of the boys were jacking off. I saw that Elijah had about six inches erect, and I was willing to bet that Michael's was exactly the same. I realized that neither boy had any pubic hair or body hair below their waists. Michael started pulling me backwards until we reached the couch where the boys had been seated, fully clothed, just minutes before. The older boy gently pushed me down and I sat, with my cock still in Elijah's mouth. Then Michael got back on his knees, moved in next to Elijah. The younger boy took my cock out of my mouth, then both boys started running their tongues up and down my shaft, occasionally sliding their tongues into each other's mouths while keeping my shaft between them. The head of my cock was exposed, but the shaft had two pair of lips wrapped around it. I let out a low moan. "See, he likes it," said Michael, mumbling out of his mouth. "You were right," said Elijah. I wasn't sure what that meant, but I didn't take time to think about it. I wasn't thinking about much right now except the sensations I was having in my crotch. There was no chance I would ever be their psychologist. The two boys finally stopped licking me, and sat down on either side of me, each grabbing my cock with one hand and holding their cocks with the other. "See what I meant," said Michael. "His bends to the left, mine to the right." "I can see that very clearly now," I said. The two teens were jacking harder and squirming around on the couch, which made me even hornier. I put my arms around their shoulders and hugged them. "I remember now how much I loved you guys. You guys might not remember this, but I took you skinny-dipping once. I had a raging hard-on that I didn't even try to hide. I figured you guys wouldn't know there was something wrong." "We noticed it," said Michael. "It was hard to miss," said Elijah. "But you guys were, what, six or seven then?" I asked. "Twelve," the two guys said together. "You couldn't have been that old," I said. "Well, we were," said Michael, jacking off very quickly. "And you were the reason we got interested in each other," added Elijah. "Seeing you so hard got us curious. We started playing with each other, and found out we liked being with each other." "We watched you jack off when you got out of the water," said Michael. "You didn't think we could see you over there behind that tree, but we could," said Elijah. "We could see everything you did," added the older twin. "And when we got home that night, we did everything you did, except we did it to each other." "And it felt so good we didn't want to stop," said Michael. "And we don't want to stop now, especially since we're doing to you what you did to yourself that afternoon," said Elijah. The two boys had me close to ejaculation. When I saw both of them cum, I went past the point of no return. The boys were turned toward me when they came, and when I shot my load, three loads blended together into one big puddle on my belly. "Now we're even," said Elijah. "We got you off the way you got us off that first time," said Michael. The two boys stood up and pulled their clothes on while I just sat on the couch, stark naked, covered in our cum, catching my breath and watching them. When they were dressed, their shirts unbuttoned except for one just over their belly buttons, Michael turned to me as they went out the door. "Same time next week?" "Sure," I said, not realizing I was even answering. "We're looking forward to it!" said Elijah. With that, they closed the door, and I was alone. ***** Whaddya think? It was a quick story that just came into my mind. I'd appreciate it if you'd let me know what you think. Comments to me at chipster071053@yahoo.com.