Date: Sun, 13 Sep 2015 18:20:43 +0100
From: RM
Subject: Dream Twins: Part One

Alison was in her study, catching up on work emails, when one of her
nineteen-year-old twin sons, Jack, walked in. Jack and his twin brother,
Doug, shared a bedroom. Although it was a three-bedroom house and the twins
were the only children, one of the bedrooms was currently being used as a
study while Alison worked from home, and so the boys had to share. They
usually got out of bed late in the morning. It was currently 11:20 on
Saturday, and Jack had just surfaced.

`Good morning,' Jack said in his usual cheery way. The boys may have been
typical lazy teenagers, but they were in all other respects dream kids.
They were lively, sociable, caring, and willing to help out around the
house when needed.

`Morning, son,' Alison replied, not looking away from her computer as she
frantically typed. `Is Doug up yet?'

`He has just gone into the shower now. I'll shower after him.' He walked
over and slumped down on the sofa that Alison had recently bought for the
study. `What's for lunch?'

`It won't be for a while. You should get some breakfast first.' Alison sent
the email she was working on and looked over at Jack. During the mornings,
Jack and Doug were in the habit of walking around the house in only their
boxer briefs and a t-shirt. They were slim but not skinny, with light skin
and barely a visible hair on their smooth bodies. Alison loved admiring
their bodies. She carefully tried not to be seen to be staring, but she had
to admit it: they were beautiful boys. `Why don't you get some cereal or
make some toast?'

`Yeah, I'll get something in a minute.' He stretched out on the sofa and
closed his eyes. Today his white and blue Calvin Klein boxer briefs were
especially tight. Alison allowed herself to stare at the outline of his
cock through the fabric. He was definitely hung, that was for sure. And
although he had not been circumcised, the outline of the head of his cock
was clearly visible. She assured herself that she had no inappropriate
desires for her sons. But she definitely appreciated their bodies.

With his eyes closed, Jack became aware that he had not heard the noise of
typing for a while. He opened his eyes and saw his mum looking at him.
Alison glanced up and saw him looking back. Their eyes locked for a second
before Alison, flustered, swivelled back to her computer screen.

Jack had caught his mum staring at his body before. In fact, he liked to
show off his body to her. Today he decided that he would have a little fun.

`Are you going to be doing a washing today?' he asked.

`I can if you want. Just leave what you need washed in the washing machine.'

Jack stood up and lifted his t-shirt over his head, removing it in one
quick move. He watched Alison glance over and smiled when he saw her
quickly look back at the screen. Walking over to the door, he said, `Doug's
out of the bathroom. I'll put this in the washing machine when I'm done.'

He met Doug coming out of the bathroom, opposite the study, with a towel
wrapped round his waist. `At last,' Jack said, smiling. `You took your
time.' In the hallway, Jack pulled his boxer briefs down in front of his
brother. Neither thought much about getting naked in front of each other,
but Jack was definitely the more exhibitionist of the two. He loved being
naked. Doug rolled his eyes and walked back to the bedroom while Jack went
into the steam-filled bathroom.

Thirty-five minutes later, after a slow shower and an unnecessarily long
shave—unnecessary because he hadn't grown much facial hair—Jack walked into
the study in only his towel, with his brown hair still wet. Doug was
sitting on the sofa, fully dressed in an old pair of light-blue jeans and a
Guns-n-Roses t-shirt, talking to his mum and munching on some golden toast.
They both looked over at Jack.

`Are you still not dressed yet?' Alison said, glancing at her watch.

`I thought I could smell toast.' Jack walked over and picked up a slice of
toast from Doug's plate, before sitting down next to him.

`Hey, get your own toast,' Doug said, his tone suggesting he wasn't too
bothered.

`More importantly, don't sit on the sofa in a wet towel,' Alison snapped.
Her tone suggested she definitely was bothered about the impending dampness
on the sofa.

`Sorry.' Holding his crotch through the towel, Jack lifting his bottom and
slid the towel from under him, while scrunching it up to keep his private
parts covered.

`You need to get dressed,' Alison said.

`I will after I've finished this toast.' He didn't seem in any rush to
finish the toast as he sat on the sofa, naked except for the towel on his
lap, with the side of his butt clearly visible.

`Doug was saying you don't have anything planned for today,' Alison said.
`I was thinking we could make a start on painting your bedroom.'

`Sure, that sounds like a plan.' He finished the toast and stood up,
mooning his brother. As he walked towards the door he kept his cock and
balls covered, but his butt was on show. Doug looked over to his mum, who
was staring at his brother's ass. When she finally made eye contact with
Doug, she simply shook her head.

Before getting to the door, Jack turned round. `I take it I should wear old
clothes, if we're going to be painting.' As he spoke, he started to wrap
his towel back round his waist, briefly allowing his towel to open in a way
that revealed his cock to his mum.

Alison gasped at the sight of Jack's cock. It was bigger than the outline
through the boxer briefs had suggest it would be—not too big, but certainly
nicely hung. The foreskin was down, but the tip of the head was peaking
out. There were faint wisps of pubic hair. She got only a brief glimpse as
he finished wrapping the towel round his waist. But it was enough. It was
beautiful.

Jack nodded as he tucked in an end of the towel to hold it in place. `Old
clothes it is.' He left the room, leaving Doug and Alison in silence.

Doug was beginning to realise that Jack was getting a kick out of being
naked in front of their mum. He knew Jack enjoyed getting naked in front of
his brother, usually in the privacy of their bedroom, but assumed this was
simply because they were twins and obviously very comfortable around each
other. This was the first time he had seen his brother show off to his mum.

Jack was drying his hair with his towel in their bedroom when Doug walked
in. `What the fuck, Jack?' he said in a whispered shout. `You just flashed
mum.'

Jack finished drying his hair and dropped his towel to the floor. Now he
was completely naked and sat on the edge of the bed. `Did I? Oops, I didn't
mean to.'

`Yes, you did,' Doug said. `You're such an exhibitionist. You're always
getting naked in front of me but you've going too far if you're starting to
flash mum.'

`Mum likes it. I don't understand what the problem is.'

`Wow. You think mum likes it. You're sick.'

`Come on. I think you like it, too.' Jack grabbed his cock and shook it up
and down. Immediately, it started to grow. This was the first time either
twin had gotten hard in front of the other.

`Dude, you've been single for too long,' Doug said, sitting on the edge of
his own bed. `You need to get laid asap.' A couple of weeks ago, Jack had
broken up with his girlfriend, Alice, who was on his course at university.
She was living with flatmates and Jack, who still lived at home, used to
spend most time at Alice's flat when they were together. Now that they had
broken up, he was inevitably spending more time at home.

`I need to get laid, eh?' Jack was now gently wanking himself. `Either that
or you could just suck my cock. You know you want to.'

`What?' Doug shouted. `That *is* sick. What the fuck is wrong with you?'

`Look, Doug, I can tell,' Jack said softly and seriously. He was no longer
joking. He was no longer wanking. `It's okay to come out to me.'

There was a pause while both brothers took a moment to register what had
been said. It was Jack who broke the silence.

`We're twins,' Jack continued, `the closest friends in the world. And,
well, I've seen you looking at me.'

`Only because you're always naked; it's hard not to look,' Doug interrupted.

`Look, I know we're both curious. Why shouldn't we help each other out a
little. You know, serve each other's needs.'

Another pause.

`No.' Doug said, but the pause, his silence, had said it all. `Wait, what
did you say—we're *both* curious? Are you telling me you're bi-curious,
man?'

`I think everyone is, to some extent,' Jack replied.

`Yes, but not for their brothers, for fuck's sake.'

`Ha, so you agree? Everyone's bi-curious?'

`What?'

`You said "Yes" when I said everyone is bi-curious. So you agree you're
curious for the cock?'

`You're saying *you're *"curious for the cock", whatever that's supposed to
mean? For my cock...?'

`Yes, I guess that's exactly what I'm saying. I want to see what it's like
to suck a cock. Why not try it with each other?'

Doug laughed. `We're nineteen, bro. This is the kind of crazy shit boys
half our age would have tried.'

`You sound interested. I'm glad,' Jack said, returning to stroking his
cock. `It's never too late. Why don't you come over here and try licking
it.'

`Just leave it, Jack. You're fucking crazy.'

`I'll tell you what: why don't I suck your cock first. If you don't like
it, we'll never mention this again. If you like it, you'll have to
reciprocate.'

`You're really serious, aren't you?' Doug said. Jack slowly nodded.

`Okay, okay,' Doug said. `I suppose if you do it first.'  There. Doug had
said it. He didn't know why he had done it, but he had agreed. Of course he
was going to enjoy having his cock sucked. And, in truth, he was going to
enjoy sucking his brother's cock. The truth was he did admire watching his
twin brother's naked body. He saw Jack's cock almost every day, and,
whether it was sick or not, it gave him plenty of mental images to add to
the wank bank of his mind.

Jack stood up and moved over to his brother's bed, his rigid cock leading
the way. He kneeled down and put his hands on the waistline of Doug's jeans
and, in one quick motion, yanked them down together with his brother's
boxer briefs, which were identical to his own. Doug was slightly less than
semi hard. Jack leaned in and swallowed his twin's soft cock. Doug gasped
loudly and started to grow in his brother's mouth.

Jack stopped and leaned back. `Is this your first blow job?'

`Yes. Don't stop.'

Jack moved in and licked Doug's low-hanging balls. He licked them and then
spent some time sucking them individually. Finally, he licked along the
shaft and enclosed the helmet in his mouth. He went up and down the shaft
in a spiral motion. It didn't take long before Doug was writhing in
pleasure.

`Oh shit, I'm about to cum,' Doug said. But Jack kept going, fighting
against Doug's attempt to pull himself out. `I said I'm going to cum.'

Doug felt wave after wave of cum rush into Jack's mouth. When it was over,
Jack leaned back on his heels, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
He opened his mouth wide. There was nothing in it.

`Did you swallow? Oh man, that was awesome,' Doug said as he collapsed back
on his bed. `That was awesome.'

At that point they heard a knock on the door. Usually their mum didn't give
them much time between knocking and her entering. `Wait a second, mum,'
Jack shouted as he leaped up. `I'm just getting changed.' Doug had already
pulled his jeans back up. Thankfully his erection had subsided. The same
could not be said for Jack, who was frankly getting turned on at the
thought of being caught. He had time to put on some boxer briefs and a
t-shirt, but his jeans were at the other side of the room. He pulled his
boxer briefs up and grabbed the towel to cover his crotch.

Doug opened the door. `Sorry about that.'

`Jack!' Alison said. `I thought you said you were getting dressed. You're
still only half dressed.'

`Just having a lazy morning, I guess.'

`It's afternoon now. Anyway, I'm here to let you know I'm about to put on a
washing. Could you throw me over your towel and anything else you need
washed and I'll put it in the wash?'

Jack looked over at Doug, who was looking at the floor. He couldn't think
of an excuse quickly enough. `Here,' he said, throwing the towel towards
his mum. The towel landed on the floor and Alison bent down to pick it up.
She looked over at Jack and could not miss the unmistakable erection
through his boxer briefs, which he was now doing nothing to hide.

`Oh,' she said. `I better leave you to get dressed. Lunch will be in ten
minutes, boys.' She left the room.

Once the door had closed, Doug turned to Jack. `Did you have to be so
blatant about your massive hard-on? God knows what she thinks we were
doing.'

`It's natural for guys to get hard at odd times, especially at our age.
Worst case scenario she probably just thinks we were watching porn. I'm
sure she wouldn't be surprised if we were.'

Doug threw Jack's jeans at him. `Get dressed, Jack. I don't know how you
can be so relaxed about this.'

`I guess that's spoiled the mood for the return BJ. You owe me.'


Doug smiled. `Later. And, by the way, you're clearly not bi-*curious*. You
suck cock like a champ.'