Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 11:55:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Mirror, Mirror - 8 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my imagination. It will include fictitious descriptions of sexual situations between teen age brothers and their friends. No real boy's were involved. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. If material of this kind offends you or you are not age eighteen or older, then please stop reading this and find some other site. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Mirror, Mirror Chapter 8 Cameron was making his way from fourth period English to his elective science class. He'd chosen Geology, hoping it would be an easy "A". As he walked down the hall he was thinking about Bryce. Several weeks had gone by since the boys had talked about how each was attracted to different kinds of people--Bryce to girls, and Cameron to boys. That said, they couldn't ignore the feelings they had for one another. Even considering the fact that they were twins; their feelings went way beyond what they could explain. Thinking over the last month, Cameron decided that all in all, he was impressed with the progress Bryce was making. His brother no longer needed as much help getting around and seemed to be stronger. He was managing pretty well on his own and had grown more comfortable asking for help if he needed it. The weekly physical therapy was definitely helping. So much so, it appeared his left arm might make a complete recovery. His leg however was still slow, and Cameron worried about that. Bryce was also making progress with Ashley. Now that Cameron had gotten his jealousy under control and had given Bryce and Ashley a little more room, Bryce had made his move. The cute cheerleader was now coming over to the house a couple of times a week to help Bryce with school work. "And a bit more.." Cameron thought. Cameron knew for a fact that Bryce hadn't gotten any further than kissing and feeling her up because one night Cameron had teased Bryce until he'd told him exactly how far he'd gotten with her. Continuing his walk toward the science wing, Cameron spotted Mark, he usually only saw him at lunch time. They had looked at one another across the cafeteria a few times, but that was about it. They were both reluctant to be seen together fearing kids might catch on that there was something going on between them. As Cameron got closer to the science room he saw Mark had changed direction and was headed his way. Cameron felt a flutter in his stomach. "Hey," Mark smiled and came to a stop next to Cameron. "Hi," Cameron said softly. Mark looked up and down the hallway to see if there was anyone nearby. "I've missed you," he said and smiled a second time. This time the look was almost tender. "Well, I've been busy with Bryce and all." "I've been thinking a lot about the last time we got together." "You have?" "Yeah, it was really fun," Mark said gently. Cameron felt himself getting nervous. He didn't know what he should say to something like that. "I just wanted you to know I thought it was nice." Mark's voice grew more tender. Cameron gave Mark a weak smile. He thought he knew what Mark was getting at, but wasn't quite sure. He didn't want to assume too much. Mark looked up and down the hallway again. "You don't get it, do you?" Cameron shrugged. "I'm saying that I'm starting to really like you." "But we barely know each other," Cameron stuttered in surprise. "I've seen you with Bryce. You're always there to help him and you go out of your way to make sure he's okay. You're sensitive, curious, and really smart!" Cameron knew he was blushing. "How do you know all that?" "I've been watching you for a long time." Mark said softly. Cameron looked at the slightly older boy. Mark had showed him some amazing things that boys could do together; the sex stuff had been great! But now Mark was saying there was more. Cameron thought back to the last time they'd been in bed together. At the end they had held each other and talked. Cameron had liked that part a lot. He liked how Mark had held him. Cameron's thoughts were interrupted by Mark's voice. "So, what do you think about me? I mean, do you like me...even just a little?" Cameron looked up and stared into Mark's eyes. He saw eagerness but also tenderness. Cameron surprised himself with his answer. "Yeah, I do." Mark grinned. Cameron bit his lower lip. "Mark, I hope you don't get mad, but this stuff is all new to me. Can we just take things slow and see where it goes?" Mark's smile widened. "Totally." Cameron relaxed and smiled back. "So, when can I see you again?" Mark whispered. "Saturday afternoon?" "Yeah, that works. Meet me at church." "Why church?" Mark leaned closer and whispered, "Because that's where I'm going to make you cum so hard you'll see God," he chuckled. Cameron laughed. "Three o'clock, right after choir practice." Mark grinned and started down the hall. Cameron watched his friend walk away. "Cum so hard I'll see God?" he shook his head and smiled. His cock was already twitching at the thought. * * * * "We've got about an hour," Bryce announced, closing his bedroom door. "What about your brother?" "Cam won't bother us, I promise." Bryce stood up and then pushed his wheelchair back. Ashley tenderly wrapped her arms around Bryce's slim waist in a hug. Bryce knew she was also there to help him if his legs didn't hold up. "You're doing great!" She whispered as Bryce balanced himself. He barely held on to her for support. Bryce tenderly pulled Ashley closer. They looked at one another and Bryce eased still closer. When their lips met in a kiss it ever so was sweet and innocent. "You know we shouldn't be doing this," Ashley giggled, but her eyes were twinkling. "Why not?" "Because boys shouldn't have girls in their room after school when their parents aren't around." "That sounds like something my mom would say." Ashley gave Bryce another hug. "Yeah, I've heard it from my mom, like, a hundred times." The second kiss was less tentative and a bit more passionate. "You taste like cherry cough drops," Bryce snickered. "I think I'm catching a cold." Ashley blushed. "So, that's another reason why we shouldn't be doing this. I don't want you to get sick." "I'll take my chances," Bryce teased and gave her another quick kiss. Then he gently stepped forward, causing Ashley to take a step backwards. They did this several times until the back of Ashley's knees touched the end of the bed. Bryce gave Ashley another kiss, this one longer and deeper. Then he leaned forward and gently pushed Ashley onto her back. They both flopped down onto the soft mattress. Ashley giggled and then grew more serious. "You remember your promise, right?" Bryce playfully pouted. "Yeah, I remember." Ashley had made him promise he wouldn't try to get her to go all the way. "I'm not ready for that," she'd said one night, and then blushed. Bryce had agreed he'd behave himself. The young teens snuggled closer and kissed. This time it was deeper and more urgent. Before long, Bryce felt his cock swell and push against the front of his jeans. Ashley made a soft whimpering sound as Bryce gently held her. The kissing went on and both seemed to enjoy the closeness. Bryce's hands were wandering, but Ashley didn't object. As time went on Bryce grew a little bolder. He moved a hand up against the side of one of her breasts and caressed it. Ashley purred contentedly. Bryce then worked his hand under her T-Shirt and very softly rubbed her tummy. He loved how soft she felt. He did that for a few minutes and then moved his hand lower. Ashley stopped him at that point and moved his hand away. Bryce pulled back from their kiss and looked into Ashley's eyes. Both knew this was a turning point. "I always keep my promises," Bryce whispered to re-assure her. "Just a little touching?" Ashley stared at him so deeply Bryce thought she was practically staring into his soul. After a pause she reached for his hand and gently guided it lower. "She's letting me!" Bryce thought with amazement. He couldn't believe it was really happening. He was going to get his first feel of her. His cock was throbbing and he knew he didn't have an inch more room in his pants for it to get any bigger. He was totally boned. As Bryce's hand settled between Ashley's legs she squeezed it with her thighs, trapping it. He slowly closed his fingers and felt her. They were staring at one another, lost in their own thoughts as they experienced the moment; it was something neither had experienced before. Bryce was surprised when a minute later Ashley reached down and rubbed the front of his jeans with the flat of her hand. "She's feeling me up!" Bryce thought and smiled. Bryce pushed his cock toward her and she traced its outline with her fingertips. Bryce shuddered. He felt the heat of her sex as she continued to hold his hand tight between her legs. They touched each other with growing urgency. Bryce couldn't help himself; he moved his hand away from her crotch and rubbed her tummy again before resting his fingers on the button at the top of her jeans. Ashley gave him a look. "Don't worry, I promised," he whispered, his voice throaty. Without waiting for her to answer, he gave the button a twist and it opened. "Now's when she'll probably stop me," Bryce thought as he leaned closer and kissed her. Instead of that, Ashley closed her eyes. Bryce did what any boy in that situation would do, he pulled her zipper down. * * * * Cameron was fifteen minutes late. He knew he should have started out sooner, but didn't want to raise any suspicions. At the last minute, just as he was heading to the garage for his bike, his mom had stopped him and made him help her carry a bunch of laundry upstairs. It took four trips and then she had several other chores for him. "Crap," he muttered as he strapped on his helmet. "Hope Mark waits for me." * * * * Choir practice had ended and most of the kids had gone home except for Mark and Steven Spelling, one of the other choir boys. Mark had given Steven his first ever blowjob at church camp and since then Steven had grown ever more sexually adventuresome. "I don't think we should do this," Mark warned as Steven fumbled with the button on his jeans. "Quit being such a wuss! It'll be fun!" Steven smiled. The boys were in the chancel of the church near the Baptistery. The water-filled pool was just wide enough for two people to stand and long enough that a person could be immersed length-wise. Mark hesitated for a moment, but then unsnapped the fabric cover and rolled it back. "You gonna do it, too?" Steven asked as he dug his dick out from his underwear. "Nah, I don't think so. You go ahead." Mark hesitated. Steven laughed. "Just think how much fun it will be knowing somebody's gonna get dunked in here after you've spunked in it." Mark shook his head and chuckled. Steven grabbed his dick and started to jerk. Mark had only watched a couple of other guys masturbate and so he was eager to see how Steve did it. The younger boy closed his eyes and started out slowly. The boy's seven inch dick was on the slender side but had a nice flared knob. Mark thought back to camp and how he had enjoyed the feel of the thing in his mouth. Steven tugged a little faster and varied his strokes. Mark could see this might take a while at his current pace. He decided he'd better help out. Getting down on his knees, he lightly felt the kid's sack. "Oh fuck, yeah," Steven moaned. Mark gently felt each nut, running his fingertips under the boy's sack to a spot between his cock and his asshole, then tickled him. Steven grunted and his hand picked up some speed. "Like that?" Mark asked softly. "Yeah, feels nice." "How about this?" Mark smiled as he moved his finger back toward the kid's hole. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Steven groaned. He watched the young choir boy's face as his finger moved deeper. Steven's concentration had turned to need and it was fast moving toward lust. Steven's butt hole was a tight circle, and it twitched and tightened when Mark's finger brushed over it. Mark looked up again and saw Steven had now scrunched up his face. Mark loved playing with kid's butt holes almost as much as sucking their cocks. Even though his own dick was still in his pants, Mark was having a great time playing with Steven. He moved his finger into place and pushed. Try as he might, Mark was disappointed to find that he wasn't able to gain entry into the teen boy's butt. He was too tight and too dry. However, the fact that Mark had tried had been enough. Steven had gone crazy when Mark dug around back there. "Oh fuck, Jesus, oh fuck!" Steven grunted, and a minute later he took in a breath, shuddered, and cum started to fly. Mark ducked out of the way as Steven's cock spewed rope after rope of white stuff. The boy juice shot several feet through the air and landed smack in the middle of the Baptistery. Steven groaned and tugged three more times, squeezing the last of his stuff out and onto his hand. It was only then, when he was completely drained, that he opened his eyes. "Fuck, look, it floats!" Steven chuckled as he saw a string of cum riding on the surface of the calm water. Both boys laughed. "Wash your hand off," Mark urged. Steven knelt down and swirled his hand in the water. Both boys laughed again. "Next kid baptized in here will get a zillion of my spermies," Steven joked. Steven got up and started doing up his pants. "I think it's gonna be Zack Draper," Mark smiled. "That little blond headed ten year old?" "Yeah." He'll really be surprised when he finds out!" "You're gonna tell him?" Mark laughed. "Not until after!" Steven smiled. * * * * "I'm glad you waited for me," Cameron offered after he had apologized for being late. "Don't worry about it, I just hung out with Steven for a while until you got here." "Hung out?" Cameron smiled, remembering what he'd seen at camp. "Well, he was the one doing the hanging out," Mark chuckled. "Where are we going?" Cameron asked as they crossed the parking lot at the back of the church toward the wooded area that made up almost half the property. "I want to show you something," Mark quickened his pace. Cameron followed Mark through the tree line into the wood. They walked for maybe five minutes before coming to a dirt track where cars had made grooves in the soft earth. Sitting at the end of the short drive was a white travel trailer. The camper was about twenty feet long and looked a little worn, but otherwise in decent shape. "We use this when we go to tent meetings and revivals," Mark explained. He reached into his pocket and fished out a key chain. Waving the key at Cameron, he said, "Dad always leaves this on a nail by the back door of the house." Cameron followed Mark inside and was surprised at how much room there was in the camper. The center section had a dining space with a galley and small sitting area to the back. On the other side of the dining area was another small sitting area with a small sofa and chair. Beyond that was a sliding door. "This way." Mark grinned. Cameron followed Mark through the sliding door. There was a bunk on either side of the narrow hall and a bathroom. Mark led the way for three more feet and opened the last door. Inside was a queen size bed. There wasn't room for anything else, just wall to wall bed. Mark turned around and both boys smiled. "Want me to lock the door?" Cameron teased. Mark nodded `yes.' When Cameron turned back, Mark wrapped his arms around him and they softly touched lips. Cameron gently pulled Mark against him and Mark gave him a squeeze. "I've really missed you," Mark whispered. "Me, too," Cameron whispered back. The boys kissed again. Cameron didn't object when a minute or two later Mark lifted the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head and tossed it to the floor. Cameron did the same for Mark. Next came the buttons on the jeans, then the zippers. Shoes and socks came next until at last they were both in their underwear. Cameron felt Mark's tongue in his mouth. The thing was tentative at first, but then probed deeper. Cameron opened his mouth further inviting him to do more. The boys stood in the doorway to the bedroom in their underwear, making out. "Nice," Mark sighed when the kissing finally ended. Cameron felt Mark's hands on his ass then his fingertips under the waistband of his shorts. Cameron looked into Mark's eyes. He wasn't surprised when Mark's hands slipped inside and then went lower. Mark grabbed his bare ass. There was another kiss, and then each boy had a cock in his hand. The underwear was now in the way. Mark pushed Cameron's downward and Cameron stepped out of them. Mark pushed his own down and his cock slapped tight against his belly. Mark offered another short kiss and then crawled onto the bed. Cameron followed. The way Mark laid down on his back, rested his head against the pillow, and spread his legs suggested this was far from the first time he'd done something like this. Cameron crawled between his legs and lay on top of the boy. "You have wonderful eyes," Mark said softly as he pushed a wisp of hair away from Cameron's face. "At school, I get hard just seeing you come down the hall." Mark chuckled. "It's not my eyes that does that, it's my ass," Cameron teased. Mark reached for Cameron's butt. "Yeah, that too." * * * * At first, Cameron had felt chilled when crawling onto the bed naked. But now after a half an hour of making out, touching, and sucking, he was covered with a light sheen of sweat. He'd never felt his cock so hard and in need of relief. Mark was the one on top now with Cameron on his back, legs spread. Mark rubbed his dick against Cameron's with long full strokes. Mark's intent was obvious. As much as Cameron wanted the same thing, he still held out a little hope his first time would be with someone else. Just the thought of being naked with Bryce got him worked up; the idea of being fucked by him was almost more than he could imagine. Mark sat back. "Want to?" he whispered. "Yeah, but not today," Cameron finally managed after a long struggle with himself. Mark looked disappointed. "Why not?" he asked softly. "I know it sounds silly, but I'm not quite ready for that yet." Mark gave Cameron a tender look. "Would you do me?" Cameron was surprised. He always thought of Mark as the bold one. He never considered the possibility that he'd let anyone do that to him. "I don't know if I'd be any good. But if you want me to, I'll try." A smile crept across Mark's face. "I usually like being on top, but sometimes its fun to switch around. I think this is one of those times." He reached down and gave Cameron's dick a few slow strokes. Cameron sat up. "Do you have the stuff?" "Yeah," Mark crawled to the edge of the bed and looked under it. Cameron stared at the curves of Mark's ass. The older boy was muscled and his ass was firm. The small cheeks were tightly closed but when Mark moved from side to side looking for the stash under the bed, Cameron could see a hint of dark hair in his crack. Mark crawled back up. He had a brown paper sack in his right hand. The paper was old and it looked like the thing had been around for years. Mark crossed his legs as he sat up. He opened the sack and pulled out a strip of condoms. "You don't know how hard it was to get these into the house without my dad seeing them," he laughed. He offered the strip to Cameron. Cameron tore one off the end. "And this stuff is the best," Mark said as he tossed a small tube of lube into Cameron's lap. "You'll have to show me what to do," Cameron blushed. Mark opened the foil and unwrapped the condom. With a quick suck he made sure Cameron was fully hard and then rolled the thing over his knob and down the shaft. Then he opened the lube and squirted some in his hand. When he was satisfied Cameron's dick was slick and ready, Mark crawled up to the head of the bed and lay face down. "Put some on my ass," he glanced back at the tube. Cameron took in a breath and then crawled closer. He put some lube on the end of two fingers and then pulled Mark's butt cheeks apart. As he'd guessed, there was a trail of black hair in the boy's crease and a little swirl of hair around his hole. Cameron carefully applied the lube to the edges and then gently moved it around. "Put some inside," Mark said softly as he buried his head under a pillow. Cameron did as he was told and not long after had his entire finger deep in the kid's rear end. Cameron twisted his finger several times and watched Mark for any sign he was being hurt. Mark just lifted his ass up as if asking for more. Mark looked back over his shoulder. "Okay, climb on." Cameron slowly crawled onto Mark's back and lay down. His cock was resting in the crease of the teen's ass. Mark tucked his head further under the pillow, reached back and pulled his cheeks apart. "Now put it in," he groaned, "but go slow." Cameron grabbed his dick and aimed it. "Here goes nothing," he thought as he squirmed and tried to get the angle right. He found the ring of Mark's ass was so tight he couldn't get passed the thing. "Push harder," Mark grunted softly and lifted his ass. Cameron added more pressure. There were a few more grunts, some moving around, and finally the head of Cameron's dick slipped inside. "Oh fuck!" Mark yelped and tensed up. "Want me to take it out?" Cameron didn't want to hurt him. "No, just shove it deeper," Mark whined. "Deeper?" Cameron was confused. He didn't see the logic of stuffing more cock up Mark's ass when he was already hurting. "Yeah, give it to me." Mark groaned. "If that's what Mark wanted, that's what Mark was going to get." Cameron decided and pushed. Slow inch after slow inch went in. "It's so fucking tight," Cameron thought as he felt the ring of the kid's ass grip his cock like a loop of string was being pulled closed. After a bit more struggle Cameron managed to get it all in there. There were further grunts from both boys and then they paused. Cameron felt Mark's ass clench down as if it was sucking his dick. It felt awesome. "Okay, now fuck me," Mark whimpered. Cameron pulled his dick back and then eased it forward. The second and third times he did it the same way, then he picked up a little speed. Mark seemed to be more relaxed and Cameron was less worried he'd hurt him. Holding Mark by the shoulders, Cameron humped the firm cheeks of the teen's ass. Cameron felt his cock slide more easily in and out of Mark's hole and imagined his knob exploring every twist and turn of the boy's rectum. The more he thought about that, the hornier he became and started to pound harder and faster. Soon the slapping sound of a boy getting fucked up the ass filled the camper. "Yeah, fuck me," Mark moaned and lifted his butt up. Cameron gripped Mark's shoulders more tightly and slammed in harder. Cameron decided he liked the feeling of being on top like this, though he guessed he'd also like being on the bottom. The more Marked asked to be fucked, the more into it Cameron got. As the pace grew faster, Cameron accidentally pulled back too far and his dick came out. Mark grunted. "Get off," Mark urged, "Let's try something different." Cameron crawled back. Mark got up on his hands and knees. "Doggy style," he groaned and put his head down. It didn't take Cameron but a few seconds to get closer and slide his cock back in. As he pushed deep into Mark's butt, Cameron grabbed Mark by the waist and really started to pound. "You like getting fucked?" Cameron grunted. "Yeah," Mark whimpered. Cameron slammed in again and again. He liked this new position even more than the first one. The tight ring of Mark's ass was loosening, but the excitement was still growing. "Yeah, fuck me," Mark groaned, "fuck my butt." Cameron looked down to where his cock was slamming in and out of Mark's rear end. He loved the way his dick looked as it drilled deep into the kid's hole. Cameron felt the tingle. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," Cameron finally groaned. Mark pushed his ass against Cameron's crotch, wanting it deeper. "Oh fuck, I'm almost there." Cameron closed his eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feeling of his cock up a kid's ass. "Almost, almost," he grunted. Mark spread his legs and lowered his head further. At the same time he raised his ass a bit higher. "Do it," Mark whimpered. Cameron slammed his dick into his hole as fast and as hard as he could. "He needed to cum and he especially needed to cum in Mark's ass," Cameron thought about what he was doing. He was fucking a guy! The more he thought about it the more he felt the urge to dump his load. He wanted to do it deep up Mark's butt." "Ugggggh," Cameron grunted, when he finally felt the magic. His nuts cut loose and he shot four hard volleys of cum into the tip of the condom. Each was better than the last. As he squirted his stuff he thought about how wonderful it was. "Oh fuck..." Cameron moaned as he screwed his cock left, right, and then left again. His dick jerked as his nuts gave up their stuff. Mark stayed perfectly still as Cameron unloaded. He only moved when he needed to in order to keep Cameron's cock inside him. Three more thrusts, a moan, and Cameron was finished. The boy stopped to savor the feeling of Mark's hot ass. After almost a full minute Cameron felt his dick grow soft. He knew it was time to pull his cock out. "Hold the rubber," Mark said, just when Cameron was wondering what he should do. Cameron looked down and held the thing tight as he eased his dick back and out of Mark's hole. Mark made a sad sound when the head tugged on the inside of the tight ring and then plopped out. He turned around and sat down. The boys gave each other a playful look. They both seemed pleased with what they'd just done. "What do I do with this?" Cameron giggled as he pulled the cum filled condom off his dick. Mark reached for it. After looking at how much milky stuff was in the tip, he winked and got off the bed. He slid open the bedroom window and tossed it out. "Won't somebody find it?" Cameron laughed. "I've got a shovel out there, I'll throw some dirt over it later," Mark smiled. Getting back onto the bed, the boys cuddled. They kissed for a while and relaxed. It grew quiet. "So, did you see God?" Mark teased. Cameron giggled. "I don't know about God, but I damn sure saw heaven," he laughed. They held each other for a few more minutes. "You're still hard," Cameron pointed out the obvious. Mark had accidentally poked him in the stomach for the second time. "Want to kiss him?" Mark asked softly. "Just kiss?" Cameron chuckled. "I was trying to be nice. `Suck' sounds nasty," Mark teased. Cameron smiled and scooted lower in the bed. "I like when you say `suck.'" Mark grinned as Cameron gave his dick a stroke. "Okay then. Stop talking and start sucking!" he joked. "Get me off!" Cameron smiled, opened his mouth, and went to work. Just before Mark came, he pulled out of Cameron's mouth and jerked. Cameron closed his eyes as the preacher's kid dumped what he'd said was a six day load. Cum splattered Cameron's face from his chin up to his forehead. Several globs coated his eye lids. A small trickle oozed down from his nose to his lips. Cameron licked the stuff from his lips and wiped the rest away from his eyes. When he'd stopped panting and had recovered a little, Mark leaned down and the boys shared a kiss. Then Mark did the sweetest thing. He licked up every drop of the mess he'd made on Cameron's face. * * * * The twins barely held back their laughter when Zack Draper was Baptized the following Sunday. Cameron had told Bryce about how Steven had jacked off in the water. Both boys earned a disapproving look from their mother. Cameron glanced to the choir area and Mark was having the same kind of trouble. Steven on the other hand just sat in his seat with a smug look on his face, apparently quite proud of himself. * * * * Cameron stood only a short distance away, just in case. Bryce managed to get his sweatshirt off and then his sleepers. They'd found if Bryce took his shower at night it was easier to get to school on time the following morning. "You okay?" Cameron asked as he scooped up his brother's clothes and tossed them in the hamper. "My leg is a little shaky tonight," Bryce took a few steps toward the shower. Cameron didn't hesitate. He pulled his T-Shirt over his head and made a three point toss toward the hamper. Then he pushed his sweatpants down. "I'll shower with you," Cameron said as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Bryce opened his mouth as if he was going to object, but then shrugged. "Get another towel," he suggested. Bryce set the water to the temperature he liked and carefully stepped over the edge and into the shower. His brother was right behind him. "We haven't done this in a while," Bryce smiled as he reached for the soap. "Yeah, I kind of miss it." Cameron chuckled. The boys passed the soap back and forth several times, making room for each other under the warm spray when it came time to rinse. "Want me to do your hair?" Cameron asked as he squirted a dab of shampoo into the palm of his hand. Bryce nodded and braced himself as Cameron scrubbed the top of his head. When he finished with that, Cameron put a touch more shampoo in his hand and started to do his brother's back. Neither boy said a word. But Cameron felt the mood change. Things were getting tense. "Want me to stop?" he asked softly while continuing to wash Bryce's back. "Nah," Bryce whispered. Cameron made his way down his brother's back to a point just above the cleft of his ass. The water and shampoo ran down Bryce's back and his smooth skin glistened. Cameron's cock stirred. He looked at his brother's ass and couldn't resist. Cameron went lower and scrubbed each of Bryce's butt cheeks and then made a swipe up his crack. Bryce turned slightly and looked over his shoulder. The boy's eyes met. "The twin thing," Cameron thought as he instantly knew what his brother wanted. Cameron stepped a little closer and lightly kissed Bryce's shoulder. As he did, he reached around and found his brother's dick. Bryce made a very soft sound, deep in his throat when Cameron wrapped his fingers around his cock. Cameron stroked Bryce a few times and Bryce leaned back against him. Cameron kissed his brother on the neck as he slowly masturbated him. Cameron's cock meanwhile was stiff against his stomach and rested in the groove of his brother's butt. Cameron slowly pushed his cock up and down in the furrow as he jacked. Bryce didn't make any attempt to stop what was happening. In fact, his moans and occasional grunts told Cameron all he needed to know. A few minutes later Bryce groaned. "Gonna cum!" He put his hand over the top of Cameron's and they both jacked Bryce's cock harder and faster. Cameron humped a few more times and just seconds after his brother, he too shot his load. Cameron's stuff dribbled down Bryce's back and into his crack. The sound of the boy's heavy breathing mixed with the sound of water. When they'd finally relaxed enough, Bryce turned around and Cameron held him in a loving hug. Cameron looked into his brother's eyes and knew they'd taken another step closer. "You okay?" Cameron asked softly. Bryce nodded and smiled. * * * * Thanks to Jon B. and to Andrew for help with this chapter. The final chapter of the story is in the works. Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com with any suggestions or comments. Thanks, Jon