Date: Wed, 25 Jun 2008 09:54:21 -0700 (PDT) From: Godia Forit Subject: Football Twins 6 I want to apologize to my readers because of the LONG time since the last posting. My sixth grandchild was born and I have always lived with the baby for a month to six weeks doing night feedings and generally helping with whatever needs done. This one was no different. Then Christmas came and I was busy with that. Next I was sick with a dry cough that I couldn't shake. Five months and numerous visits to the doctor I am finally well. Next my daughter and son-in-law moved into a new house (he is a custom builder) and I was helping with that. I am now back to writing. This story was suppose to end at chapter 5 but has taken a life of its own. From suggestions from my readers I have continued it. I have no idea where it is going but I will follow it just like you are. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This story also contains nudity and descriptions of sexual behavior between underage boys. If you are uncomfortable reading such literature or are not permitted to do so by the laws of your state then please cease reading this material. The author will not be held responsible for your actions. If you have any comments about this story please send them to: godia_forit@yahoo.com Please put the name of the story in the Subject line. The first part of this chapter is still about the twins but the last part is not about the same person as the previous 5 chapters but I am writing it as if it was. It does have a similar theme and really happened to someone I used to chat with. I am not on ICQ any more and that is why I lost touch with him. I will use the twins in it and use the original character. This will be the last chapter of Football Twins. (I lied, I have started another chapter) I do have other stories I am working on. I want to thank Barry who has been my editor and has done a terrific job. I hope he will continue to edit my other stories. Chapter 6 My relationship with the twins continued after football was over. Every Friday I spent the night at their house. I would suck them both off before we went to sleep. In the morning they took turns fucking me until they were satisfied. It was usually 3 or 4 times each. They liked to start out with me sucking one of them while the other fucked me doggy style. The one I was sucking would pull me off if they got close to cumming. They wanted to save it for fucking me. Soon I would be on my back with my legs over their shoulders. I liked that position because they would kiss me, nibble on my neck and lick in my ears. It also pushed at my prostate more and I would cum 2 or 3 times while being fucked. By the time they finished this position I would be exhausted. They would roll me on my stomach and continue until they couldn't go anymore. That may be 2 or 3 more times for them because one was resting while the other was fucking. By the time one brother got his nut the other brother would be recharged and ready to go again. Sometimes it was 3 or 4 in the afternoon before they were satisfied. Their parents got home at 4:30 every Saturday so we had to stop by then. The thing at school became an everyday event. They also started going past a park on the way home from school just so I could give them each a blow job. Monday at lunch was the most frantic and I don't know why we never got caught in the janitor's closet. I had to stay home with family on Sunday so they didn't get to use me on Sundays and they would be so horny on Monday. I started carrying "Light Days" feminine napkins in my pocket to soak up the cum that drained out of my ass. Thank God I was never caught with them. It was late in the spring and the twins had gone to spend few days at one of the Universities that were recruiting them. Most of the schools wanted one or the other but they would only go together. The big schools understood that and recruited them together. They left Wednesday night and would be home on Sunday. On Thursday, after school, I was cleaning the locker room like usual. As I walked past the shower room I heard a shower running. It was at least an hour after school let out so I was surprised that someone was in there. I was also surprised that a towel was on the floor in the shower room and was all wet. The guys were always good about putting them in the dirty barrel. The coach got on them if they didn't. He would tell them that their mother wasn't there to pick up after them and unless they wanted him to invite them in to do it they better do it themselves. I stepped in to pick up the towel and saw Gary (an offensive guard) stroking his meat with a handful of soap. I froze. I don't know why but I just stood there watching him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into water. He wrapped both arms around me and pumped his dick into my stomach. I tried to push him away but he was too big (or I was too small). "Let me go." I said. He tried to kiss me. "Come on baby. I know you want it." "No I don't." I tried to push him away. In the struggle we ended up on the floor. My clothes were soaked by now. He put his knee on my chest to hold me down. He still had my wrist in one hand and used the other to open my jeans. He flipped me over and still using just one hand pulled my jeans and boxers down. The hand that had my wrist pulled my arm back and up. The pain was unbelievable. I thought my arm was going to break. My jeans and boxers were between my ass and knees. He dropped down on top of me and shoved his dick into my ass. It was a good thing he was small. I mean he wasn't even 6 inches and was as big around as his thumb. Soap was the only thing that lubed his dick. He did nothing to prepare me. The good thing he let go of my wrist. He put both hands under my shoulders and pumped like a rabbit. He lasted less than 2 minutes. The whole time he was pumping he was talking. "Oh Gawd this is so good. No wonder the twins like it. Oh shit, I'm almost there. Oh baby, I love you. Shit, shit SSSHHHIIITTT." All his weight dropped on top of me. I could barely breathe. His dick was so short it came out as soon as he started going soft. I pushed my right shoulder up as hard as I could and he rolled off onto the floor. I took my clothes off as I walked towards the washers. I put them in and put it on spin. As I took them out of the washer and was putting them in the dryer Gary walked in fully dressed. "Baby that was so good." he said as he walked towards me. I slammed the dryer door and pushed start. I don't know if I was more pissed at Gary or the twins. I decided I was pissed at both. I started for the door of the laundry room to go back into the locker room. He grabbed my wrist again and pulled me into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me like a bear. "Come on baby that was good." "I'm not your baby and it wasn't good for me." I tried to push him off but couldn't. "HELP!" I yelled as loud as I could. I heard the coach's door open. Gary let go and took off out the other door into the hallway. The coach came running down through the locker room. When he saw me standing there naked through the glass in the laundry room door he stopped, looked, walked over to the door and opened it. "Are you okay?' he asked. "Yes." I said. He had to have heard the anger in my voice. I was angry. The problem was I wasn't angry at him but he was there so he took the brunt of it. As he walked over to me he asked, "What happened?" "I don't want to talk about it." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. I know if someone would have come in he probably would have been fired for holding a naked boy like that but he didn't seem to care. I needed comforted and he was there to give it. NO, it was nothing sexual. It was just him comforting me. I started crying. Why is a 15 year old boy crying? All I could think about was how weak I was. How I couldn't defend myself. How I let myself be raped again. I didn't consider the twins fucking me rape but the first time they did it, it was rape. The weird thing was I didn't think it was Gary's fault. It was my fault. I didn't cry for very long. The thought came back into my mind, 'No wonder the twins like it.' I was angry at the twins for telling Gary about what we did. The coach took my shoulders and pushed me back so he could look into my eyes. "You have to tell me what happened." "I can't." "You have to." I just looked at him. I think he realized I was not going to tell him. He took my wrist and led me into his office. Taking my chin in his hands he turned my face one way and then the other looking closely for any marks. There were none. He held my hands moving them out in front of me. Seeing my left wrist was red he asked, "Did I do that?" "No." "Who did?" "I can't talk about it." He went on checking me over. When he finished with the front of me he turned me around facing away from him. My legs were about a foot apart. He checked my shoulders then down my back. He gently pushed my shoulder getting me to bend slightly. ""WHO DID THIS TO YOU?" My entire body blushed. He didn't have to say it. I knew he saw my ass hole and knew what had happened. "I have to call the police. We cannot let this go without reporting it." "NO DON"T." He sat down and pulled my cheeks apart to get a better look. I turned my head to look at him. There was no doubt that he knew what happened. "It didn't hurt." It did but I thought if I said that he wouldn't call the police. I didn't want anyone to know about it. "If you call the police the whole school will know. The whole town will know." "It wasn't your fault." he said. "It doesn't matter. They'll still think I'm queer." I knew I was queer but I didn't want the whole town to know it. "Please, I couldn't live with that." He stood up and hugged me again. "We can't let it happen again. We have to do something." "It won't. The twins will make sure it doesn't." I knew as soon as I said it that I shouldn't have. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. He knew. There was no doubt in my mind that he knew. "Violence doesn't solve anything. It will just make things worse." Funny thing was I wasn't thinking of violence and I don't think the twins would either. I was just thinking of them protecting me. I was normally with them all the time I wasn't at home. I would just make sure I was either with them or at home. I wasn't even thinking of telling them. I'm sure the coach put his job on the line but he didn't call the police. After my clothes dried and I got dressed he gave me a ride home. On the drive home he still tried to get me to say who did it but I wouldn't. He also told me if I needed a ride to or from school to let him know. I told him I normally ride with the twins. I wanted off the subject so I told him how they talk in stereo. How at first it was spooky to me but I had gotten use to it. That I thought it was funny to listen to them. He said he had noticed it but never thought about it as stereo. By the time we got to my house we were laughing about how they did that. The twins picked me up Monday morning earlier than usual. They were both hard when I got in the car. We always went straight to school to work out. Any fooling around in the morning was in the shower or weight room. This morning Tony was driving and instead of driving to school he drove to the park. It's a wonder he didn't get a speeding ticket. Andy was naked from the waist down by the time we got to the park. "Fuck we missed you." they said in stereo. "Didn't you jack off?" I asked. "Sure," they said, "We even got blown and fucked a couple of chicks but they don't hold a candle to you." Before Tony even had the car stopped Andy was pulling me out the door. He had my shorts and boxers off and was sliding his hands up my sides under my shirt. As he was taking my shirt off over my head Tony came up behind me. His dick slid naturally into the crack between my buns. His dick didn't try to enter me. He just slid it along the crevasse. Andy pushed into my front and our hard dicks caressed each other. I was in a twin's sandwich. Where they had their knees bent to start with, they stood up lifting me off my feet. I can't describe the feeling. It was unbelievable. The way they were humping against me, holding me up (How I don't know) I was floating. I started my climax WAY before cuming. My body went limp. I hung there in mid air unable to control my muscles. I could feel myself being moved around between their bodies. When I did cum, I came so hard it hurt. My dick burned because I shot so hard my tube didn't have time to open up to allow the release of my sperm. My balls hurt because they were being emptied so rapidly. I was releasing almost a weeks worth of cum. I passed out. When I came around, Tony was holding me up around the waist. I was hanging across his arms and Andy was fucking my mouth. I could feel Tony hard dick against my butt but he was not in me nor was he trying to get in. I was surprised about that. It was a good thing I came to because instantly my mouth was being flooded. I swallowed and swallowed. Andy no sooner finished cuming and Tony passed me over to Andy. I don't think Tony pumped my mouth more than 8 to 10 times and he fired. They rested a couple of minutes and started round two. Andy fucked while I sucked Tony. Andy came for the second time. Tony pulled out of my mouth and switched ends. All in all, within twenty minutes they had both cum in my mouth once and fucked me twice. I think I needed it as bad as they had. We went on to school, did our workout routine and showered before anyone else was there. The school day was pretty normal. I did get pulled into the janitor's closet at lunch time but just for a quick blow for both of them. It was after school that the shit hit the fan. They usually did weights while I did the towels. Since it wasn't football season the guys had to take their workout clothes home to get them washed and that included their jock strap. I only had to do the towels. I was in the laundry room pulling towels out of the washer and putting them in the dryer. They came storming in, "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" One of them (I really don't know which one because it happened so fast) picked me up and held me against the dryer. When I saw the anger in both their eyes I was scarred. I thought Tony was getting ready to punch me. His fist was drawn back ready to fire. It was then that I realized it was Andy who had my shoulders pinned to the dryer. I had forgotten about last Thursday and had no idea what I had done to them to make them this angry. "W-w-w-what do you mean?" I stammered. "Coach told us he didn't want any violence. We asked him what he was talking about. He said you wouldn't tell him what happened but you were hurt on Thursday." I was still scared to say anything. I have never seen them this way. "Who hurt you, what happened, when did it happen, why did you not tell us?' It was the first time they weren't talking stereo when they were together. They were both talking at the same time but were saying different things. I just looked at them. I was shocked that they weren't wired together in parallel. I smiled. I know it was the wrong time to be smiling but the thought of them loosing their path to each other seemed funny. I guess it was the right thing because I could see the tension drain out of both of them. "What's so funny?" They asked together. They were back in sync. "I've never heard you saying different things before." They looked at each other and smiled. It didn't last long. They stayed connected, frowned and asked, "what happened?' "I don't want to talk about it right now." I was surprised that that seemed enough for them. Andy put me down and they left me to my work. I thought it was over. I should have known better.