Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2023 18:26:43 +0000 From: aintthatnifty Subject: Sleepover With Double Trouble - 7 Category: Gay Sub-Category: Incest, Adult/Youth Title: Sleepover with Double Trouble -- 7 What you are about to read is a work of fiction involving teenagers and an adult male(s). It is a work of pure fantasy but if reading such material is illegal in your region, please do not read further. I welcome any comments you may have after reading this story to aintthatnifty@proton.me. Note also that this is an ongoing series. If you have not read chapters 1 through 6, this 7th chapter will be more understandable and enjoyable if you are familiar with the earlier chapters first. Finally, please remember to support nifty with your donations. SLEEPOVER WITH DOUBLE TROUBLE -- 7 "Oh man," my twin brother Tim said. "You are so bad." "Oh bro, my throat is so sore right now, but it was totally worth it." Tim let out a little sigh of pain as he got re-situated in his hospital bed. It had been a wild 48 hours for him, following his sudden burst of appendicitis at Andy Hudson's birthday party and the surgery that followed. "Oh Todd," he said. "I can't wait to get out of here and join you again." "Ditto here bro, I miss you." I then slipped my hand under the sheet and sure enough, he was hard as a rock like I was. We were both late bloomers compared to our friends and were at the stage where we could not control our spontaneous erections. "Ooohh," Tim called out. "Better not, it hurts." I obeyed and withdrew my hand. Hopefully he would be dismissed from the hospital soon and quickly recover so we could get back to our naughty little hobby of fooling around with each other and seducing our friends' dads. "Hey Todd." "Yeah man." "Guess who the nurse was last night?" "I dunno." "Come on Todd. How many nurses do we know?" "Oh," I said, snapping out of it. "Mrs. Barnes." "Yep. Of course, you know what I was thinking about when she had me roll over and stuck that thermometer in my ass. She's working third shift again tonight so... maybe you could go over and keep Mr. Barnes company." "Dude, his cock is so big and sexy. I wanted to suck it so bad that night we had the jerk off contest." My hard little penis got even harder underneath the confines of my jeans and underwear as I thought about that crazy night when we had convinced his son, Kevin, to a contest to see who could jerk and shoot the furthest. Much to our surprise -- Kevin's too -- his dad caught us and was totally cool with it, even joining us. As things got underway, I was immediately hypnotized by Mr. Barnes' naked body and especially, that big, thick penis of his surrounded by that thick mane of black pubic hair. My crazy twin brother from out of nowhere stood in front of him, got down on all fours and exposed his asshole which I think was the trigger that made Mr. Barnes shoot a mega load that landed across the way and onto Tim's back which in turn, drove me crazy with lust. "Be right back," I said and darted into the little bathroom in Tim's hospital room. This was going to be a hands-free operation I could tell as I loosened my belt, unzipped my jeans and upon freeing my little man from underneath the waistband of my underwear, expelled a nice torrent right onto the wall and the floor. My thoughts the entire short time were on Mr. Barnes masturbating and wondering if he was thinking that night of sticking it into my brother's little pink starfish. "Feel better?" Tim said as I came out of the bathroom. "Oh yeah," I said. "Hey, where's mom by the way?" I added. "She said she was coming over after I left this morning." Tim shrugged his shoulders. Our mom was becoming more and more absent which we didn't totally mind. I left the hospital, not caring one iota that I was already late for school. Hopping on the new bike that Brian Walsh's dad had secretly given me, I pedaled off into the hot, humid air of the day. Shit, I said to myself upon realizing that I didn't have my book-bag. So, I u-turned it around and then made my way back home. Turning the corner towards my house, there was mom's car in the driveway (why wasn't she at the hospital yet) and right beyond our house, a gray Mazda 626 that looked an awful lot like the one Kevin's dad drove. In the door I went into our messy house and there was no sign of mom but there was a springy sound coming from the hallway to the bedrooms. I tip-toed down the hallway and as I got closer to the door to mom's room, I knew why she wasn't at the hospital with Tim. That crazy bitch was in there with a guy! The door was ajar and as I peered inside to get a peek, the suspicion I had about the gray Mazda was now confirmed: Tony Barnes, Kevin's dad, and the subject of my current erotic fantasy, was fucking my mom doggy-style on the squeaky mattress. The sight of my mom getting fucked was not one I wanted to see but my eyes were fixated on Mr. Barnes' beautiful set of buttocks, his strong muscular back adorned with hair on his broad shoulders, those hairy legs, and those big feet of his, dangling off the end of the bed as he thrusted in and out of my mom below. My little man was now back at full attention which felt wrong but, what did I expect from a guy who was having oral sex almost daily with his own twin brother? I wanted to get closer but didn't dare. The sound of his skin slapping hers was so erotic and then the sight of him starting to really accelerate his pumping, following by his cries which indicated that he was cumming inside her. Fuck, it was too much, and I left the sight of them to get inside my room where I picked up my book-bag and then upon walking past her room again, saw him get up to get dressed. Out the door I went but not in the direction of school. Oh no. I had what I needed and something else I wasn't expecting to get. Kevin's dad and I were going to have a little talk when he left my house which he did in a matter of minutes. He looked both ways nervously as he exited the front door and then moved quickly towards his car up the street where I was ready for my prey. "Helloooo Mr. Barnes," I said getting up from my crouched position as he got to his car. "Tim?" he said back, clearly unprepared. "Actually, it's Todd." "Oh, Todd. Hey, shouldn't you be in school?" "Yeah, I should. Shouldn't you be at work yourself instead of fucking my mom?" He started at me for a few seconds, scared shitless by the expression on his face. "Get inside," he said. I obeyed and he got in, started the engine, and sped off with me in the passenger seat. "Your fly is open," I said looking down at his crotch. "I. I. I don't know what to say Todd. Please, don't say anything and that means your brother." "Oh no you don't. Tim and I tell each other everything." "Where is Tim by the way?" "Didn't Kevin tell you? He's in the hospital. Had his appendix removed." "Oh, sorry. No, Kevin didn't say anything. Speaking of Kevin..." "Don't worry Mr. Barnes," I said. "Your secret is safe with me and Tim. Neither Kevin nor your wife will find out from us." Sweat was now running down his face. "Thanks," he said. He was so nervous, and I was loving it. "I'll drop you off at school," he said. "And?" I replied. "And what?" "Come on Mr. Barnes. You know that I'm going to want something to keep me quiet." His Adam's apple trembled as he swallowed. "How much?" he said. I reached over and rubbed my hand on his leg, into his thigh and felt that nice bulge between his legs. He was jolted and gripped on the steering wheel to maintain control, completely surprised by my actions. "Are you crazy?" he snapped at me, pushing my hand away. "Yes, I am totally crazy Mr. Barnes." We were out on the highway now and a few minutes away from my school. "I'm going to let you out at the corner," he said. "I don't think you should be seen in my car." "O.K.," I said. "But I will see you later." He pulled up to the corner and before I got out, I looked over to him one more time. "Maybe one day you can fuck Tim and I like you were just fucking my mom?" "Get the fuck out," he said angrily. I just smiled back at him and was on my way. He sped off immediately after I exited his car, leaving rubber marks on the street. Kevin's dad was right where I wanted him. Later that night, dinner at the house with mom was awkward for me. I hated my dad for leaving her, Todd and me like he did. Before he took off with his slut mistress, we were a happy family. Mom never got over him leaving and as much as I didn't like it, I understood why she drank so much. This evening though was different and as we finished up our pizza, I noticed she had been drinking water the entire time. "No gin tonight?" I asked. She just shook her head and then looked at me teary-eyed. "Mom, what's wrong?" "Oh honey." I got up to go over to her. She responded by embracing me -- hard. "Oh Tim." "Todd mom." "Todd, Todd, Todd. What a terrible mother I am." "Hey now, that's not true." "Yes Todd, it is. Your brother being in the hospital has made me re-think some things. I was so wasted when I got the call that he had been taken to the hospital." She now started to really cry. "Mom," I said. "It's o.k. I know it's been hard on you since dad left you to raise Tim and me on your own. And, we're not the easiest sons to raise." She chuckled a little. "Todd. I want you to know that I am entering AA. I can't go on like this, but I can't do it alone." I gave her a hug back -- I was so proud of her and hoped that she was sincere. "Please Todd, forgive me for not being like the other moms." "Oh mom," I said. "It's o.k. I love you." "I love you too sweetie." Just then the phone rang. "Let it go Mom," I said. "No," she replied. "It might be the hospital about Tim." She was right and she got up to pick up the avocado green phone affixed to the kitchen wall. "Hello. Hello." "Wrong number?" I asked. "I don't know. They hung up." After I helped her do the dishes, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. And, then the phone rang again." "Todd honey," she called out. "Can you get that?" "Hello," I said making it to the phone on the fifth ring. "Hello Todd." It was Mr. Walsh. "Yes," I whispered. "11:00. In my garage." Then he hung up. I had two hours which would work because I could tell mom was tired and needed to get some sleep. "Who was that," she asked after coming out of the shower in her nightgown. "Wrong number," I lied. "Well, I hope they found the right number," she said. "I don't like it when the phone rings this late." And then, kissing me on the forehead and with another hug, she departed to her room for the evening. I sat down to catch up on some homework until I pretended to go to bed and instead, slipped out through the window in my room and off into the darkness of the neighborhood to the garage behind the Walsh's house. All the lights in the house were off which meant they had gone to bed. Good. This was crazy enough and I didn't want to even see that fat bitch Mr. Walsh had married after his divorce from Brian's mom. I checked my watch in the minimal light of the streetlight, and it was 10:45 so I had some time. Parking my new bike alongside the edge of the neighbor's curb, I walked stealthily into the Walsh's back yard and into the dark garage through the side door that was unlocked. And in 15 exact minutes later, geeky ole Stanley Walsh appeared. I could only really see him in silhouette form, highlighted by the moonlight that came in through the window which suited me just fine. Stanley Walsh was the definition of a nerd and was everything that Andy's dad and Kevin's dad were not. But, he did have something that I liked and I had agreed to meet him regularly for both my own satisfaction and to pay him back for the bikes he bought Todd and I without Brian knowing. He slipped off his pajama bottoms as I got into position on my knees and there it was in front of me. His snake had already come to full attention and entranced by it, I opened up and took it into my mouth. My thoughts raced between my incestuous, lust with Todd, to the naked fun with Andy's dad in the pool, to the sight of Andy's dad's glorious body, to Kevin's dad masturbating and today, watching him fuck my mom. Mr. Walsh was not my type but his penis, like Andy and Kevin's dads was long, masculine and tasty as I rubbed my tongue around his big glans and just inside his urethra, tasting his pre-cum as he held the back of my head and fed me. "Oh Todd," he said as I went deeper and deeper on him. How I wish that Tim was there seeing this. I gagged a little, but I wanted more and managed to deep-throat him like I did Andy's dad the previous night by the pool. "You're going to make me cum," he said pulling out. "Cum in my mouth," I told him. "Not yet," he said picking me up and placing me on the workbench against the wall. On my back now, he got down on his knees and pulled off my gym shorts, spreading my legs. I knew where this was going and erupted in a moan of pleasure as his tongue started to lap at the forbidden entrance into my body. I had been freaked out at first that day when he gave Tim and I a ride home from Kevin's house, and then took us to that old shed behind the 7-11 to rim us both. The thought of licking ass never struck me as being sexy, but it felt great and again, I wished that Tim was with me. I then felt a pressure and opening my eyes that were closed from being in ecstasy, I saw his face above mine. Mr. Walsh had his erect penis against my asshole and was starting to push. I started to scream out in pain, but he quickly stopped and then flipped me around. "Please don't," I said. "It'll hurt." "I know," he said, apologizing. "Let me rub it between your butt cheeks. I won't actually fuck you." "O.K.," I said as he held my buttocks together and then started to slide his rock-hard penis between them. It felt good I had to say. I felt his hot breath on my heck as he teased my sensitive little starfish with the friction of his penis that wanted to be deep inside my bowels. "Oh Tim," he said. "Todd," I corrected him. "Oh, oh, oh." I felt his entire body vibrate against mine as he shot his load into the small of my back and between my buttocks. It all felt so good, but I wanted Kevin's dad instead. And, with the goods I now had on Kevin's dad, I was going to soon have intimacy with another one of my friend's dads whether he liked it or not. And that my friends is the seventh installment of Tim and Todd Bowyer, the double-trouble twins from hell. I welcome any comments you may have to aintthatnifty@proton.me