Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2016 15:51:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: a4f101@yahoo.com
Subject: Double Your Pleasure

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*****

Should've known it was coming, I guess.

"So, you guys ever... you know..." Tommy said with what he probably thought
was a sly expression. Robbie looked from him, then to us, his slitty,
stoned eyes widening in interest.

Caleb rolled his eyes, gave me the "I'm sorry" look. I just shrugged,
exhaled the deep hit of smoke I'd just taken, shook my head. Sooner or
later, they all asked. And if they didn't outright ask, they were probably
thinking it. I'm sure Tommy had already asked Caleb, alone in bed together,
and the way he was looking at us both - leering at us both - I knew he'd
imagined it. Me, I'd been kind of waiting for Robbie to bring it up to me,
but we were fairly new together still.

Hell, if it were me, and I was dating one of a pair of gay twin brothers,
I'd sure as hell wonder. But no - the answer was no. We'd never fucked
around. Not really.

"Well... I mean... we might have, like..." Caleb started.

Tommy was nestled beside him on the love seat, and he turned to face him,
very ready to hear more. I shot my brother a warning look, but the cat was
out of the bag now, and Tommy pounced on it. Beside me, Robbie sat up
straighter, looking between me and Caleb again. A few minutes ago, he'd
been high as fuck, his hand lazily playing with the hair on my thigh. Now
he was very much more alert, and interested. Now it was my turn to roll my
eyes.

"Might have what, babe?" Tommy said to my brother. "Babe." The dude was a
little too much sometimes, you know?

"Uh, just a little fooling around," Caleb said uneasily, though now Tommy's
hand was playing up his inner thigh, sneaking a little ways up inside the
leg of his shorts, and I knew that was one of Caleb's weak spots. Just like
it was for me.

"Just some jacking off, comparing," he said, blushing hard. "You know -
kids' stuff."

"That's kinda hot, dudes," Robbie piped up in that soft South Carolina
accent of his that drove me nuts, grinning at me, and even as I shifted
awkwardly, he leaned up and kissed my lips. "You guys are cool, you know
that?"

"Well thanks, dude," I said, pushing the bowl across the coffee table to
Caleb and Tommy. "But really, man, it was nothing. Kind of awkward to talk
about, y'know?"

"Don't be awkward about it, Eric," Tommy said, shooting me the same look
and grin he gave Caleb all the damn time. "It's very cool that you guys can
be close. If I had a twin, I know I sure would be!"

It probably shouldn't have turned out the way it was going, but I guess on
some level, me and Caleb knew it would when we decided to invite our guys
over. On some level, we probably wanted it to. Me and him had shared a
girl, back in sophomore year, and that was as close as we'd ever got to
doing it with each other, since that boyish discovering-and-comparing stuff
back when we were in our early teens. That had been a trip, seeing my bro
naked and in full sexual heat, his eyes meeting mine, the way he blushed
and looked away, then looked back at me again. The way our fingers would
lightly graze each other's skin as we surrounded the girl, who was having
the time of her life, probably checking off a bucket list item by having a
three-way with twin soccer player brothers. I didn't mind being that
checkmark, and I don't think Caleb did either. After all, we were a lot
alike, in a lot of ways.

We didn't date girls now - I'd given up that pretense after the three-way
last year, and Caleb did too, not long after. He'd been seeing Tommy a few
months, and I'd been chilling with Robbie for six weeks or so. And now here
we all were, blazing up on our summer break, edging towards something that
we probably shouldn't be doing, but which had us both - had us all, it was
like I could feel the temperature slowly rising in the room - deeply
excited. I could sense it in my twin, and I knew he was feeding off of my
own rising heat. And both our guys seemed to be picking up on it as
well. Robbie's fingers were slow-dancing their way back up the inside of my
thigh, sending slow, prickling tingles up the length of it and into my
groin, and I could see Tommy playing the same game on Caleb. But me and
Caleb were watching each other, each trying to decide if we should put a
stop to what we already knew was inevitable... or if we should just go with
it.

"Duuuuude," Robbie moaned as I sank the length of my cock into him. His
face was blissed out, his blue-eyes half-lidded with pleasure and a little
red from all the weed we'd smoked. I ran my hand over the fine blond buzz
on his head, grinned, and pushed all the way inside of him, watching his
tight muscles tense up all over.

Beside me, Tommy was making similar noises of pleasure as my twin plunged
his own length up inside of him. Me and Caleb were pretty well-hung, big
uncut cocks that were just about identical, and our boys were definitely
enjoying them.

So, I guess we were going with it.

I won't deny it, it was super-hot to be fucking side by side with my
bro. We'd shared so much over the years, been so close, that this just
seemed like a natural extension of our bond. After we'd smoked another
round of bowls in the living room, the making out had begun, and then Tommy
stood, tenting his shorts, pulling my brother up by his hand - and Caleb
was tenting even bigger, and he made a damn fine sight, I didn't mind
admitting - and gave us that wannabe-sly look and said, "You boys coming?"
I looked at Robbie, he looked back at me, then he kissed me hard and pulled
me up too, and we were off to the races. All four of us.

We kept pretty strictly to our couplings, facing opposite directions on the
bed as we made out with our boys, slipping out of our clothes. It was the
first time I'd seen Tommy naked, and I wasn't so impressed - he was a
little twinky for my taste, where my boy Robbie had the hard athletic
tightness of the sophomore soccer player he was, which was how I'd met
him. But Caleb, hell - he looked even hotter than usual, his body naked,
his face focused on pleasuring his boy, making the faces and noises I
remembered well from our jackoff sessions when we were younger, not to
mention that threeway with that girl. I guess it's kind of egotistical to
think of your twin as a studly dude, but there was no denying it - my bro
was sexy as fuck. He was inspiring me to really pleasure Robbie, and from
time to time, me and my bro would catch each other's eye, wink, nod
encouragingly, and go deeper with our partners.

Seeing Caleb slip down to start eating Tommy's ass gave me a definite
twinge, in my cock and my hole, and I couldn't help but watch. I'd seen him
eat pussy - seen him make that girl squirt all over his handsome face, in
fact - so I knew he was good at it, even without Tommy's kind of overdone
porn-star moaning. I guess he loved to eat ass as much as I did. So I slid
down myself, down between Robbie's muscled, blond-fuzzed thighs, and leaned
in to take my turn at it.

From there, it was a natural progression to fucking, and any idea I might
have had that this wasn't going to go any further than some making out,
maybe a little sucking dick, went right out the window, as my bro and I
pushed our throbbing cocks inside of our partners. Even more so when Caleb
looked over at me, eyes hazy with lust and pot, let his eyes travel down my
front to the remaining inches of cock sinking inside Robbie, and
smiled. Nodded. Our eyes stayed locked as we sank home inside our boys, and
I knew this was going to be a fuck for the ages.

The longer and deeper we fucked our boys, the further we pushed across the
bed, until I had a damn fine view of my twin's beautifully muscled
soccer-player ass plunging, dimpling, flexing as he thrust up inside of
Tommy. And suddenly, it was like everything else just fell away. Tommy's
irritating moans became a background hum, and I was just dimly aware of
Robbie's hands roving over my shoulders and pecs as I thrust up into
him. My view of the world faded out, leaving only the valley of Caleb's
spine, bisecting the muscles of his back, leading down to the same little
patch of dark hair just above his ass that I'd noticed growing in on my own
lately. The fine dew of sweat starting to form there. And the slow, steady,
flex and roll of his ass as it fucked his boy. Maybe the finest view in the
world.

And then Tommy pulled Caleb down onto him, and the angle of my bro's ass
changed, became even better as it dimpled even more deeply. Tommy's hand
slid down the tanned muscles of Caleb's back, and then he reached over and
ran it up over my own flexing glute, giving me a jolt. I looked back over
my shoulder at him, surprised, as he locked hazy eyes with me and licked
his lips. I guess he'd seen me ogling my brother's fine ass at work. I
guess the jig was up. I looked away from his intent stare, and saw Caleb
looking over his shoulder at me too, even more intently, his eyes flicking
from my face, down to my ass, then back up to my face again. The same look
he'd given me over the shoulder of that girl as we filled her on either
side. Deep. Intent. On the edge of something.

Beneath me, Robbie was in his own little world, rubbing on his handsome
hardon, eyes closed as he surfed the wave of the fuck. I tried to focus on
him, but Tommy's hand on my ass was distracting, the sound of my brother's
hips slapping against him and his deep, lusty moans even more so, and I
found myself looking back over my shoulder at them again. Both their eyes
on me.

"You boys are so fuckin' hot," Tommy moan-whispered. "You really should..."

"Shhh," Caleb said, frowning at him. He shot me a quick, guilty look, and
boom - there it was. That spark. That zap.

He raised up again, the muscles of his chest bulging beautifully, trying to
fuck Tommy quiet again, and mostly succeeding. That old impulse rose up in
me, the one that always wondered how it would be to kiss him, more than
we'd done when we were just goofing around in our old childhood
bedroom. Really kiss him. Like men do. Like lovers do. And I guess the
twin-communication thing was in full force, because he was giving me the
same look he used to when we were face to face, stroking each other's young
dicks. The same look we'd shared over that girl's shoulder, and over her
head when she had our hard cocks in each hand and was alternating sucking
them. So it seemed perfectly natural that we both leaned in, lips parting,
at the same time, and finally connected.

Fuck. Shit. Talk about electricity. Jesus.

"Oh shit!" Tommy gasped below us.

"Duuuuude," Robbie moaned again.

The two of them might as well have been Fleshjacks wrapped around our
dicks, disembodied limbs wrapped around us, as me and my twin kissed deeper
and deeper. One of my hands went to the back of Caleb's head, fingers
tangling in the dampness of his hair, pulling him in, making him grunt into
my mouth and seek my tongue out even more deeply. This was beyond a makeout
- this was a connection. I'd never felt anything like it before, radiating
down from our mouths, through my body, down the length of my cock, as I set
to fucking Robbie harder, tongue-dancing with my sexy twin bro.

Our hips set to a nearly identical rhythm, jackhammering harder into our
boys as we grunted into our lusty, intense kiss. I was getting so close to
the edge, and I know my bro was too, and all of a sudden, I wanted nothing
else but to go over that edge with him. Suddenly, I yanked my cock out of
Robbie, and like he was reading my mind, Caleb did the same. We filtered
out their sounds of surprise, of lusty disappointment, and at the same
time, we reached down to yank the rubbers off our bobbing, angry identical
cocks, and crashed together. I could feel limbs tangling around us as the
boys tried to pull out of our way, but I didn't care about either of them -
me and Caleb had zeroed in on each other's bodies, and we slammed into each
other with a grunt, chest to chest, mouth to mouth, cock to cock.

I drove my twin back onto the mattress and thrust up against him, feeling
his muscled thighs wrap round my waist as our tongues knotted together in a
warm flow of brother spit inside our mouths. He drove his cock back against
mine just as hard, and our eyes opened and locked on each other,
communicating silently, as we thrust hard once, twice, and then we were
coming. Hard. Fountains of cum bursting from our identical cocks, shooting
together into one thick flow of twin seed that plastered the heaving,
sweaty muscles of our stomachs, frosting our damp bushes, as we grunted and
growled into each other's mouths and clenched even more tightly together,
fusing into one sweaty mass of twin muscle and cock and fur and cum and
sweat and spit.

Afterwards, we both shuddered through the aftershocks, and finally our
tongues untangled and our mouths came apart, as we stared at each other,
panting, surprised. But didn't pull away. We stayed bound up in that
sweaty, sticky tangle, wordless, communicating on our silent twin brother
vibe. Only when I felt hands sliding up my calves, the backs of my thighs,
over my ass, did I remember that we weren't alone. Caleb blushed deeply at
the same time I did, and I didn't need to hear him speak the words to know
he was thinking the exact same thing as I was - "Oh shit, bro!"

"Oh my god, that was so amaaaaazing!" Tommy moaned as he slid up next to
us, into our space, our bro-zone, his busy hands reaching out to touch us,
his lips pressing unwanted to my sweaty shoulder. At that moment, I'd never
disliked anybody so much in my life.

I looked over my shoulder at Robbie, still sprawled crossways on the bed,
his hard cock in hand, his face stunned and excited at once. I felt
suddenly bad. He was a good dude, we had a lot of fun together, he always
made me cum like a porn star, and here I'd just ditched him right at the
critical point of our fuck. I pulled slowly up off my brother, feeling his
cum, my cum, our cum stretching in thick strands between us, and crawled
over to my guy. Not my boyfriend, exactly, not yet, and maybe now not ever,
now that he'd seen a real live act of incest happen. But he didn't seem all
that concerned - just the opposite, in fact, as he craned his head up to
kiss me, his hand slipping through the sticky twin-cum mess on my
stomach. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, I slicked my hand up with a
handful of the mixed twin cum, wrapped it round the steely hardness of his
cock, and as he whimpered into my mouth, I stroked him off to a pretty damn
huge explosion of jockboy cum, all over the heaving muscles of his stomach
and chest.

"I'm sorry, dude," I murmured against his lips as he cooled down. "I didn't
mean to just -"

"Shut the fuck up, man," he grinned, whispering back to me. "That was
fucking amazing, bro."

'Bro.' That word sent a shiver through me, and I turned over to check
Caleb. He was doing the exact same thing I just had, fisting Tommy's cock
as the dude nuzzled into his neck, moaning. Just like me, Caleb had a real
good technique, and soon Tommy was erupting his own load onto my bro's
stomach. But the whole time, Caleb was looking at me, something deep and
complex in his big hazel eyes. I felt my gut clench. And then he smiled,
tipped me a wink, and I knew we were going to be OK after all.

Of course, Tommy wanted to stay and play all day. But Robbie seemed to know
that me and Caleb needed a little space after all this. We each took our
guys to shower, separately, and when Tommy and Caleb emerged from the
master bath, Tommy had an unhappy, almost cheated look on his face. I
wasn't sad to see him go.

Robbie, on the other hand, was mellow as hell. Tommy's car was already
taking off down the street when he turned to us, blond and cute and
friendly and a real decent, solid little dude. He smiled at us both, leaned
up to kiss me nice and soft, and then after a moment, gave Caleb a quick
peck too.

"You guys... you fuckin' rock, dudes," he said to us. "This was chill as
fuck. Any time y'all want to hang - I mean, just hang, not trying to, like,
invite myself into anything between you, I get it. Just let me know."

I pulled him close and kissed him properly, like in thanks for being so
cool. And then, to my surprise, Caleb did the same thing. Robbie was boned
again, tenting his short hard when they parted lips, staring up at my twin,
a little awestruck.

"Fuck, he kisses just like you, Eric," he said, then smiled and slipped out
the door.

"I like him," Caleb said as we headed into the living room to pack another
bowl. This time, we sat side by side, casual, our thighs resting together
with the easy intimacy we'd always had as twins, only a little deeper now.

"Me too, bro," I grinned, passing the bowl his way. "Maybe we should chill
with him again."

"Maybe so," he croaked, trying to hold the smoke. "But not until you and me
have chilled some more first, yeah?"

Then my brother leaned in, pressed his lips to mine, and exhaled into my
mouth, following the smoke with his tongue, and we fell right back into
it. Real natural, like brothers should be. And this time, we headed right
back to bed without any unnecessary distractions, to find out just how
alike we were together.