Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2016 05:15:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: nonvogliostarequi@yahoo.com
Subject: It's time you returned the favour (Gay High School / Gay Incest)

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It's time you returned the favour


I decided to share the story of my first love.

His name was Blake and he was my twin brother. We were identical twins, 16,
short brown hair and green eyes, 5' 11", lean from playing soccer. We
looked almost identical, except I had an enjouée beauty mark on my left
cheek while he had one below his left eye.

Personality-wise, though, we couldn't be more disparate. He was a little
shy, he didn't talk much, he didn't like taking risks and had the temper of
a rock. I was the opposite: quite the chatterbox, very outgoing, very
adventurous with the temper of a wasp. I remember making him go for a walk
while we went camping two years ago, he said it would rain, I said it
wouldn't and convinced him to come for just a little while. He was
right. It started pouring, and by the time we made it back, we were both
soaking wet.

I didn't hear the end of it for weeks.

Regardless of our differences, we've always been really close. He was the
only person I completely trusted. He felt the same for me.

We were attached to the hip when we were kids, and I think that's part of
the reason why we still shared a room. Well, he has nightmares. It's cute,
really. Sometimes when he has a bad one, he just gets in my bed and
snuggles me, laying his head on my chest. I could live without the drooling
though.

Our friends often ask us if sharing a room impedes our privacy and we just
give a vague answer of how it's no big deal.

But the thing is, growing up with a twin means you have someone to talk to
when those confusing puberty stages kick in. He was the first to get pubes
and armpit hair, and to this day has more arm and leg hair than me. On the
other hand, I was the first one to get facial hair and started shaving like
half a year before him.

I was also better equipped in other areas. At least for a while. My dick
stood at five and a half inches when I was fifteen and grew to six and a
half when we turned sixteen. He was five at fifteen, and was really self
conscious about it. But over the following year his started growing much
more rapidly and he now stands at seven and a half..

We both discovered jacking off when we were eleven, but neither of us
talked about it. At least not until we were twelve, when he walked in on me
yanking it in our room. Normally it would be awkward to walk in on your
brother jacking off. He just paused a little, looked at me while I quickly
covered up and then just said "I wanted to go to the movies, wanna
come?". And that was it, I just said sure and went along. He didn't speak
about it, he didn't make it weird, nothing.

A few months later when we had turned thirteen, we were talking about
random shit at 1 am and the subject of masturbation came up. We both
admitted that we did it, we told each other how often, weird places where
we did it (My "weirdest" was our grandmother's bathroom. His was in an
empty classroom at school during class - he had asked to go to the
bathroom.)

All that talk about masturbating got us both hard. At first we avoided it,
but then we both started rubbing our underwear and it was obvious that we
wanted to jack off.

Now Blake's a shy guy, but when it comes to sexual stuff, he's the boldest
dude you'd ever meet. While I was blabbering on, he just interrupted me and
simply said "You wanna jack off?".

"Like, together?"

"Yeah." He was talking with confidence I had never seen before. Naturally,
I said yes. He turned on the computer, played some random porn clip and we
both undressed.

As I slid my underwear down and exposed my fully erect penis, he said "Nice
cock." I felt a little awkward, but nevertheless said "Uhh, thanks.. you
too.."

He then pointed out my lack of pubes and started making fun of me, while I
retaliated with my cock being bigger. We had seen each other soft before,
but ever erect.

So after a while, we sat down and both went at it. I think it would've been
a lot more awkward had he not made all those jokes before.

After about fifteen minutes, he took another bold risk. He looked at me,
smiling, and semi-jokingly said "Hey Drake, I dare you to jack me off."

At first I thought he was actually joking and disregarded his dare with a
simple "Fuck off."

I realised how serious he was when he said "Come on, you're not a pussy,
are you?"

Being a dumb thirteen year old kid, I got offended by being called a
pussy. I looked at him and said "Alright then. Come here!"

He moved his chair so he was closer and I firmly grabbed his cock. I
started moving my hand up and down his shaft, earning moans with every
thrust. I could tell he was close when he closed his eyes, so I
strengthened my grip and started moving my hand faster. He came in about
fifteen seconds. Six sprouts of cum landed on his chest and abs.

That caught me off guard. He produced twice as much cum as I could at that
age. Then I noticed that his balls were actually bigger than mine, even
though his dick was smaller.

"Oh my god, that was awesome!" He said, leaning back in his chair.

"I know." I said, spreading the cum all over his body. "Look at all the
mess you made."

He chuckled. "I'm sure you'll make an even bigger mess." I didn't tell him
I would. He'd have found out anyway.

"My turn." I leaned back in my chair, hands behind my back.

"Gladly." He smirked as he took my dick in his hand and started returning
the favour.

When I came, he started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked, a little confused.

"Well, I guess you didn't make that big of a mess after all." I playfully
punched his arm.

We got up and cleaned up in our shared bathroom, which had only one
entrance: through our room.

That was our first sexual experience. From that point on, we usually jacked
off together once or twice per week.

That went on for about three years.

During that time, he often gave me little "dares", as he liked to call
them, and I got used to taking them more seriously.

I cannot remember all of them, but I do remember the time he made me lick
cum.

He had just jerked me off and had cum all over his hand. While my muscles
were still relaxing, he smirked at me and dared me to lick my cum off his
hands.

I refused immediately. "Come on. Just one lick. It won't hurt."

"No." I coldly stated.

"You've tried it before, I know you have. I saw you in the bathroom once."
That caught me off guard. I remember trying it and I had to explain myself.

"That happened only once, and I fucking hated the taste. Do you always spy
on my when I'm in the bathroom?"

"Most of the time, yeah." He laughed. "Come on, just one little lick. You
can't refuse a dare, now can you?"

"Okay, fine." I agreed. 'Just one little lick' I thought. 'And he'll drop
it.'

Boy was I wrong.

As soon as I opened my mouth, he shoved two fingers in my mouth. "Just one
lick." He said, waiting for me to move my mouth.

I tried to push him off, but then realised: he was stronger than me. I
couldn't move his hand away, so I just gave up and licked.

When he removed his hand from my mouth, I got up and yelled out "You're a
fucking cunt, you know that?!" He just laughed.

I was furious. I got up and told him to jack himself off, stomping to the
bathroom to wash my mouth out.

He followed me in, still laughing. "Get back here, it's time you returned
the favour."

"Fuck you!" I yelled again.

He walked over to me and said "Well, you either return the favour, or I
fuck you right here." He had this smirk on his face that showed me he was
serious. He grabbed my ass and squeezed hard.

I turned around, pushed him into the wall and walked up to his face. "If
you ever do that again, you'll be sorry. I promise you. I will make your
life a living hell."

He just laughed again. "Don't worry. It's too early to fuck you. Now you
know what to do." He took my hand and guided it to his cock.

"Go fuck yourself." I flipped him off and left.

"Alright then, but you owe me one!"

I was furious with him for the rest of the day. When we were about to go to
bed, he walked up to me and asked me if I was ok. I told him to shove it up
his ass.

"The only thing I plan on shoving is my cock up your ass." He smirked and
squeezed my ass again. I punched him in the arm.

"Hey come on, it was just a joke. Stop acting like you're on your
period. Unless you actually are?" He smirked again.

I showed him the middle finger and repeated my words from earlier, this
time emphasizing each word. "Go. Fuck. Yourself."

"Dude, it was just a joke, stop being a fucking drama queen." I just
ignored him and continued setting the alarm.

"You know you can't stay mad at me." He hugged me from behind, arms around
my waste.

"Get off me." I said and he just held me tighter.

I threw my phone on my bed. "I said get off me!" I tried to push him off,
but he wouldn't nudge.

"You're so cute when you're angry." He laughed and threw himself on my bed,
still holding me tight.

"And you're a little bitch." As soon as I said that, he started tickling
me. "That's not nice."

I'm really ticklish. Just touching me gets me laughing, let alone tickling.

"Dude, stop!" I said, trying to wiggle myself out.

"Apologise!" He got on top of me and pinned my arms above my head.

"Now, what do we say?" He had that smirk again. I fucking hated that.

"I'm sorry!" I said, still laughing.

"There, that wasn't so hard, now was it?" He smiled cordially.

As I calmed down, I looked him in the eyes with probably the goofiest smile
I've ever given. I then realised that he was really close to my face.

I began noticing just how similar we looked. Even at sixteen, we were still
basically indistinguishable. We had the same slim nose, same straight
eyebrows, with curved ends, even the same hair style. I lowered my gaze to
his full, red lips. His mouth was slightly open when he smiled, showing his
pearl white teeth.

I was completely calm now. Whatever anger I had had completely disappeared.

I looked up. Forest green eyes stared back into mine as I said "You're
beautiful."

Our noses were millimetres apart. He moved his leg slightly. "I can feel
something poking me." He smiled.

He moved down slowly and I closed my eyes.

And then it happened. Our first kiss.

It was just a peck on the lips, but he lingered for about five seconds
before he moved back and stared into me again. We just lay there for a
while, looking into each other's eyes. He was still pinning my arms. He
broke the silence this time.  "You're beautiful too, you know." He moved
his hands and cupped both my cheeks as he came down and kissed me again.

I opened my mouth a little and we started French kissing.

I had never felt like that before. It was such a warm, passionate
feeling. I completely melted.

He bit my lower lip and pulled a little.

That.

Was.

Amazing.

It turned me on so much that I started grinding against his leg.

He went lower and kissed my neck. Then he started biting and sucking on it.

I wanted to tell him to stop, but I also wanted to feel that way forever.

While he did that, his left hand slowly rubbed my chest and abs, making its
way into my pants.

I started humping as soon as he grabbed my dick. His free arm kept my arms
over my head and he ran his free hand through my hair.

I closed my eyes and moaned, breathing more heavily every second.

He started kissing his way up my neck and to my ear, and then seductively
whispered "When someone asks you about that hickey, you'll just tell them
you're mine."

He bit my earlobe and I instantly creamed in my underwear.

He continued sucking on my ear as I continued breathing heavily. It was the
best orgasm in my life.

He kissed my cheek and pulled his hand out of my underwear. I figured out
what he was about to do and quietly whispered "Drake..", pleading with him
not to make me do it.

He brought two cum-covered fingers up to my mouth. "Come on. Be a good boy
and clean up after yourself." He stared intensely into my eyes and I
obeyed. I opened my mouth and licked his fingers. He pushed them in my
mouth, making sure to coat every corner of it with my cum.

"See, was that so hard?" He asked with his fingers still inside my mouth,
and I just nodded.

I actually liked the taste this time.

He kissed my forehead and removed his fingers from my mouth.

"It's time you returned the favour." He sat up and removed his underwear,
his erect cock pointing directly at my face. I knew what he wanted. And I
wanted to give it to him.

I sat up and crawled to him. He was standing on his knees.

I firmly grasped his cock and pulled back the foreskin. I noticed that he
had a lot of precum.

I looked him up in the eyes and he looked back, caressing the back of my
head and waiting for me to make the move.

I stuck my tongue out and licked his gland. He tasted different, a little
sweeter.

I put my lips over his cock and slowly moved down. He started moaning.

I took a little over half of it before I felt it hit the back of my throat
and pulled back. Then I started bobbing my head up and down for a
while. After that, I started jacking him off as I licked around his head.

"When you feel it at your throat, try swallowing." He encouraged me to take
in more. I tried to listen to his advice and took in a few more
inches. "Almost there." He said and put both his hands on my head.

I suppressed my gag reflex and went down even more, taking his entire seven
and a half inches in my mouth. "There you go. Good boy." I pulled back,
feeling proud of myself for taking it all in.

I started jacking him off again to relax my aw for a little. He caressed my
cheek and made me look up in his eyes. "One more time?"

I nodded and swallowed his cock again. When I tried to pull back, his hands
kept me in place. "Relax." He held me there for a few seconds and then
released me.

I pulled back and coughed a little. He was still caressing me. "Again." He
said and I swallowed again. This time he kept me there longer than earlier.

When I pulled back, he bluntly stated "You better get used to it quick, I'm
fucking your face either way."

That scared me a little, but I was too horny to think. I went down
again. He made me look up and said "You look so hot with my entire cock
down your throat." I closed my eyes and moaned.

I pulled out and took quick, short breaths. Blake grabbed my hair and
pulled my head back, making me look up again. "Relax a little, and then
open your throat. You won't be getting any mercy."

I took a deep breath and opened wide. He brought my head down to the base
and held my head with both his hands. Then he pulled out a little, and
thrust back in. He started going faster and faster, until I started
gagging. Then he slowed down and, with half his cock in my mouth, told me
to breathe through my nose.

I relaxed and listened to him, and then he told me to open up and started
thrusting again. He fucked my face for a while, until he started getting
close.

He pulled out and told me to stay still with my mouth open. He jerked
himself off, and came gallons. Most of it landed in my mouth, but some cum
made its way up to my eyes, though luckily none got in. I savoured the
sweet taste and swallowed.

He wiped the remaining cum off my face with his thumb and stuck it in my
mouth, making sure I ate all of it. He stared in my eyes the entire time.

"Did you like it?" He asked while holding me by my chin.

"Yeah.." I answered meekly.

"Your dick is hard again." He pointed out. "Jack off while you're looking
at me." I obeyed.

I grabbed my shaft and started thrusting fast, playing over what had just
happened in my head.

"Make sure you save all the cum in your hand."

I listened. When I came, I caught every single drop with my hand. This time
I knew what I had to do. Blake didn't have to say anything.

I brought my hand up and lapped up every single drop.

"Good boy." He lay on my bed and pulled me into him, laying my head on his
chest.

"Was I okay?" I asked as he caressed my back.

"You were perfect."

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