Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2007 08:37:38 -0800 (PST) From: D One Subject: Twins on a Hot Afternoon Most people think being a twin is something surreal. But it's not. You have a brother that's pretty much it. Looking like him is something you are born with so it's not weird at all. You compare yourselves as kids and notice all the differences which other people don't see of course. Tommy and I are identical to most people. Even our parents get confused, and we like to play games on them. Our sister and brother never got confused. They knew Tommy and me as individuals. Kids at school seemed fascinated of course. Even in high school, our classmates seemed fascinated and yet some seemed to know we were individuals not "the twins". Our Mom dressed us alike when we were little. When we began to dress ourselves, there was a period when we purposely dressed different and later on we just dressed how we wanted. Some days we dressed similar and other days we didn't. Some days we were in the same mood and other days we weren't. As puberty occurred (I know you were waiting for this) crotch hair appeared, cocks hardened and we masturbated almost the same. It made life a bit less confusing since like most parents, ours neglected to tell us about sex. Agar, our older brother shared what he knew and that helped us through the fog of ignorance too. But he shared in our masturbation games only once in awhile. Tommy and I played games with masturbation like most guys our age. But there was one game we did that only twins could play. He or I would jack off while the other one wouldn't just to find out what we felt. Sometimes he'd do it when I wasn't in the room and I'd feel the orgasm wherever I was. I did the same thing to him. "Fucker!" I'd hear him yell while he was in the yard playing football. I'd snicker knowing my orgasm had interrupted his game. He did the same thing to me too. Once while I was taking a test, I felt things building up while I sat there. Tommy had left the room to go to the bathroom. He purposely took his time jacking in the boy's room just to play a trick on me. It screwed up the essay question I was answering to say the least. One fall afternoon when the weather was especially hot, I was in our bedroom while Tommy was outside raking leaves. It was one of those Indian summer days with the weather so hot, Tommy had taken off his shirt. I thought about jacking off just to see him get hard kind of like by remote control. I looked out our window at him raking. Something made me stare. Now it isn't as if I hadn't seen him shirtless before or naked for that matter. We both liked being naked and usually were in our bedroom. Our mother discovered that once long ago. Our Dad put a lock on our door after that happened. "I know how boys are" he smiled. So there I was naked as usual staring out the window. There was something different about Tommy or about how I saw him that day. We usually wore our pants slung low which was the fashion. So the sight of his shorts were halfway down his hips wasn't unusual. As he moved they seemed to go lower revealing the top of his pubic hair. When he bent over the top of his ass crack too was revealed with no underwear in evidence. I had seen him naked daily. But the sight of him that day did something inside me I hadn't experienced before. There was a slight glow on his smooth chest, of sweat. He raked and pushed leaves in a plastic bag for disposal. I watched him work experiencing and enjoying the tightness I felt in my gut. He stopped at one point and stretched, his lean torso's muscles flexing as he did so. I stretched in similar moves and felt the same muscles on me. I hadn't realized at first my other hand was busy toying with my wet cock head. I stopped at one point feeling weird I was jacking off while watching my brother. But I kept watching him, fascinated as if it were the first time I had seen him. My hand returned to my hardness as if it had a mind of its own. I gasped feeling excitement I hadn't remembered feeling since the early first times Tommy and I lay on our respective beds jacking. "You guys jack each other off?" one of our friends Gary asked once. I hadn't even thought about that till he asked. "Naw" Tommy and I both said. "Can I jack you guys?" Gary asked. It was our first sex play with another guy and I guess you'd say first orgy too. We found more guys wanted to hang out with us, jack in the same room, even jack us or we jack him. "How did it feel?" Tommy asked after watching Clyde suck my cock one hot summer afternoon. I looked confused. I was used to him feel what I felt. But apparently he hadn't. "You wanna try it?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was volunteering Clyde or myself for the task. "I came watching you guys" he said smiling "hot". While watching him work in the yard, I felt my sperm spill out on my hand and dribble through my fingers dropping to my bare feet and the rug. "Shit" I said knowing I had to clean up the mess. I did it and just as I finished Tommy came into our bedroom. "Dude when you jack off don't stand in the window, everybody can see you" he said. "Oh shit" I said "sorry". "No sweat, I've seen you do it thousands of times" he said smiling as he unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the floor. His own cock seemed half hard. I guessed I had something to do with it. "Man you were really going" he added grabbing a towel. "You gonna?" I asked. For some reason I wanted to especially watch him jack off that afternoon. "Maybe, gotta shower first" he said going into the bathroom. I heard the water flow and Tommy singing. "You guys do other things, you know shower, wrestle naked, pee together?" Gary had asked. We often shared the shower even washing each others' backs. But until Gary asked we hadn't reached for each other's erections and slid our soapy hands all over each other. I watched his naked body in shower, his shape distorted by the glass doors' design. My cock rose and pulsed. I let my hand stroke it. I remembered one night lying in my bed. "What do you think about when you jack off?" I asked him. "Wendy's tits" he said. I thought about naked guys at school. About the time Clyde sucked me off, about the time Tommy and I wrestled all over our bedroom letting our bare bodies smack and rub against each other while Gary watched and jack off. But I didn't tell him. "Man I think I'm gay" he said in the dark suddenly. I didn't know how to react. He had gone from talking about Wendy's tits to saying this. "I got hard watching Gavin Mcdonough dive today. He looked hot in those Speedos". "Yea, the way he walked around afterwards, kind of casual" I responded admitting I had noticed too. "You think he wore the white ones on purpose?" Tommy asked. I heard his breathing getting deeper. I knew what that meant and I was already stroking my boner under the blankets. "When they got wet..." he continued but I interrupted "I know" as I kicked the blankets off my body. I lay there naked, excited and openly jacking off. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tommy had done the same but was on his side watching me as he too jacked off. I wanted to go over to his bed and kneel as Clyde had done to me. I wanted to use my mouth to swallow his cock and swallow his sperm. There was no mistake, I was gay for him. But perhaps, I thought, it's something all guys go through, part of puberty's trick. Or maybe it was something twins go through. I didn't know ... all I knew was I wanted to do more. He moved over when I got onto his bed and our legs pressed against each other, our spare arms found a comfortable place around each other. Our heads too moved closer. I wondered what it would be like to kiss him, to feel his mouth with my tongue. His sperm sprayed me seconds before mine sprayed his. I stopped jacking and left the bathroom. His own erection was clearly evident through the shower door. It was time I did what I had to, I knew. Something that afternoon made it the right time. If it meant I was gay, so be it. Tommy could get laid anytime he wanted and I wouldn't refuse no matter what he wanted to do. In our bedroom, I waited until I heard him turn the water off and open the shower doors. I moved to the floor kneeling as Gary had done. "What are you doing?" he asked as he came into the room finishing drying off. "Waiting for you" I said. He nodded and moved closer. "Finally" he said "Finally" I agreed.