Date: Mon, 1 Dec 2003 10:23:20 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jason & the Twins

There is not one single shred of truth to this story that I am aware of. It
is totally fiction. I've been wanting to do a twin story for some time and
one of my readers asked if I could do another babysitting story so, I
combined the ideas and this is what we get. Let me know if you like it and
yes, I do plan on adding at least one more chapter. How the hell could I
NOT add one. Enjoy


Chapter I


My name is Jason. At the time of this story I was fourteen and a few months
and when school started I would be entering the ninth grade. I wasn't all
that big for my age, probably about average, five and half feet tall and a
hundred twenty five or so pounds. Looking back on it and being objective,
I'd have to say I was cute. I had medium length dark blonde, or light brown
hair, depending on your point of view. My large eyes were sometimes brown,
sometimes hazel green, and I still don't know what makes them change color
the way they do. I had fairly thick eyebrows and decent lashes. My face was
pretty average in size and shape but I guess my light brown skin tone,
thanks to a full blood Cherokee grandfather, turned up nose and baby smooth
clear complexion were what made the girls giggle and whisper to each other
when I went by them in the halls at school. As it turned out, more than a
few boys took notice as well.

As I said, my face was smooth, nary even hint of it on my upper lip. That
seemed to carry on to the rest of my body as well. My armpits and legs
started sprouting that spring so and by early summer I had a slight bit of
the stuff starting to show. The situation wasn't all the much different
between my legs either. My pubic patch was neat bundle of dark brown hairs
that seemed to be limited to the base of my cock and hadn't started
spreading out and creating a straggly look like some of the older boys and
men whose pix I ran into on the internet from time to time. My balls were
smooth too and all in all I wondered if I would ever get more hair
anywhere.

Judging from what I saw in the locker room during gym class or at the
public pool I guess I might have been above average in the cock and balls
department, hair or no hair. My balls seemed to be larger than other boys
my age and hung loosely, one lower than the other, in the smooth wrinkly
bag. When soft, my cock lay right over them, the circumcised tip about
level with the bottom of the sac. When hard, which seemed to be every
single morning when I got up, and frequently through out the day, my dick
measured out about six and three quarters inches long, reaching my "outie"
belly button when I lay on my back. It didn't appear to be fat but it
wasn't thin either. Like baby bear said, it was juuuust right. I loved my
cock, as every boy does, and spent a fair amount of time paying attention
to it, stroking it gently from it's flaccid state to young boy hard in a
short period of time. I jacked off almost every day, at least once and
sometimes twice although my personal record was five times. I had read a
hot story on the Internet about a boy my age who was babysitting a younger
boy and they had sex together. I couldn't read it and stay soft and I read
it twice.

Yeah, I liked guys but mostly boys my age or close to it. I'd had a few
jack off sessions with my best friend Eddie but we never touched each other
or anything like that. I wanted to but he seemed to be pretty much devoted
to pussy and I didn't want to do anything to upset our friendship so I only
thought about it. My "boy" stuff was limited to reading stories on Nifty or
looking at web sites with pictures of guys, generally older than me. Of
course since I didn't have a credit card all I really got to see were the
cheesy things that didn't show much action stuff but at least I got to look
at hard cocks and jack off, my cum blasting up to my nipples sometimes, and
other times just sort of dribbling out over my knuckles.

My first awareness of the twins existence was early one warm Saturday
morning in August when a Hertz moving van came rumbling down the quiet tree
lined street where I lived. The Jones house at the end of our cul d sac had
been empty for months and now, I thought to myself, someone was finally
moving in. As the big orange truck lumbered by I caught a glimpse of a boy
riding shotgun. He appeared to be close to my age and considering there
were no other kids on this street over the age of eight, I hoped that we
could become friends.  A bright maroon PT Cruiser was following close
behind the truck and as it went by I saw another boy in the front seat and
this one waved at me. I waved back thinking to myself that they looked the
same age. In fact, in that brief encounter, they looked the same
everything, at least from the waist up. It wouldn't take long for me to
discover that from the waist down it wasn't much different either.

I wandered back into the house to finish my laundry and re-make my bed. My
mom had provided instruction in those chores about three years before
saying that I was plenty old enough to take care of my own stuff which
extended to my bathroom as well. I was okay with that since I'd have been
embarrassed to tears if she'd discovered my socks or underwear, stiffened
in spots from dried sperm, and loose pubic hairs on the toilet rim.
Looking back on that whole thing I realized that I was delegated the chores
so my mother could avoid being confronted by the same things.

I wandered back outside about an hour later and glancing down the street
noticed the typical activities associated with moving in: family members
milling about, doors of vehicles left open and various boxes and furniture
placed helter skelter on the lawn and driveway. I decided to walk down and
introduce myself and perhaps to even offer help in the tedious non fun
job. As I got closer I noticed that one of the boys was struggling with
getting an oversized and obviously cumbersome box out of the van. I ran
over, saying as I reached him,

"Here, let me help you with that." The boy looked up in surprise and my
heart flip flopped. He was absolutely the cutest boy I had ever seen at any
time or anywhere. His hair so blonde it was practically white, worn longer
like mine framed a pale and totally blemish free face. His eyes were like
an ice blue, almost looking like he'd been crying, and were framed by long
luxurious dark lashes and lighter eyebrows, thick like mine. A smile
replaced the look of concentration on his angelic face revealing perfectly
straight sparkling white teeth.

"Thanks," he said, his voice still high and sounding almost sweet in my
ears. I gabbed one side of the box and asked what he wanted to do with
it. He asked if I could help him get it up stairs to his room. My mind was
thinking most definitely I would but what I said was,

"Sure." As we walked sideways with the box I told him my name and he said
his name was Sean. I noticed that he was shorter than me, about five feet
I'd guess, the difference not making a huge problem in maneuvering the
box. As we started up the stairs the other boy came down and it was then I
discovered that they were twins as the second boy was a spitting image of
Sean. The second boy stopped and waited for us to get to the top of the
stairs then followed us into a large room, that was becoming their bedroom,
where Sean and I set the box down amid other boxes and various "boy
possessions."

"Thanks Jason. This is my brother Michael," Sean said and we both extended
our hands for the obligatory shake.  Michael was, as I said, a spitting
image of his brother, although his hair was a little longer. When he smiled
I noticed what appeared to be the only difference between them, a small
chip at the bottom one of his front teeth. Instead of marring his beauty it
kind of made look cuter somehow.

I tore my eyes away to glance around the large, open room. It was easily
twice the size of my own room and had a sliding glass door that opened onto
a small deck that overlooked what I assumed was the back yard.  Through a
door on one wall I could see a bathroom on the other side of what appeared
to be closet space.

"Cool room, wish mine was this big," I said, opening up the conversation.

Yeah, we think we're gonna like," Sean offered.

"It's bigger than our last room," Michael offered,

"Which was small and we didn't have our own bathroom," Sean added. I looked
from one to the other for a moment wondering if they always talked like
that, sharing sentences. Having nothing else to say said,

"So, you're twins huh?"  They both nodded, big smiles showing enough teeth
to do a dozen toothpaste commercials. "So how old are you, I'm fourteen."
They said they were eleven, would turn twelve on new years day.

"Cool," I said. "Maybe we can hang out and do stuff together. There aren't
any other older kids in the neighborhood." They agreed that would be cool
and then any other conversation was halted as a woman came into the room.
She stopped short when she saw me then Sean took over, introducing me and
explaining that I helped carry in a box with him.

"That was very thoughtful of you Jason, thank you. Come on boys, we need to
get the truck unloaded so your father can get it back to the rental place."
I followed every one out of the room, observing that both boys had slender
boy butts inside the worn cut off jeans they were wearing. I wondered
briefly if they would be open to playing around, knowing that even if they
didn't in real life, they certainly would be in my fantasies. I wasn't
really attracted to boys that young, seeming to feel more excited by older
boys or even men but I knew I was going to make an exception in this
case. I hadn't known any twins before so the idea of playing with both of
them at the same time made my cock stir and I needed to rearrange it
slightly before we made to the front lawn.

Over the next two hours I helped unload and move stuff, helping to put the
twin's beds together, meeting their father and an uncle who was helping
with the big stuff. We all got to know each other a little better and
before I knew it Mrs. Trenton was telling me that my mother was at the
front door. I needed to go home for lunch and run errands with her so left,
the twins saying to come back soon and their parents telling me I was
welcome any time.

I went back over a couple hours later to a vast change, the lawn and
driveway now clear. The door was open and when Mr. Trenton saw me he told
me to come on in. The furniture was more or less arranged but if Mrs.
Trenton was anything like my mom, the current placement was not going to be
permanent, she currently standing in the middle of the room, hands on hips
and lips pursed. I knew that look pretty well.

"The boys are in their room Jason so go ahead on up," she said, breaking
her concentration. Before I could leave she said,

"Jason, do you by chance baby sit in the neighborhood." In fact I had
started a year before so had a fair amount of experience and was pretty
popular with the kids that I watched and I told her so.

"I can give you the names of some of the people I sit for if you like." She
said that would be great and retrieved a pen and paper from an end table
and handed it to me. I proceeded to write down a few names and when I was
finished she thanked me. I headed up the stairs and as I reached the
bedroom door could hear one of the boys giggling. I peeked through the half
closed door I saw one of the boys sitting on the chest of the other one,
both boys naked except for white jockey briefs, tighty whities. The top boy
had his back to me, the other feet toward me offering a view of his
underwear and subsequently his crotch. It appeared as though he might have
a hard on which cause a little jolt of electricity to shoot through my
body. I stepped back away and knocked on the door.

"It's me, Jason, can I come in?"  I heard some minor scrambling before the
door was opened all the way with Michael standing along side of it. I let
my eyes run quickly over his body, not lingering on his underwear but
noticing the bulge there. His body was as nice as his face was cute. Small
brown nipples gave a focal point to slender chest, that dropping down to a
flat belly and then narrow waist that slid into the waistband of his
briefs.  The creases of his hips created little tiny valleys and gave more
definition to his smooth flat lower abdomen.  The bulge in his briefs
didn't indicate an erection but they did seem to suggest that a nice
package was being held in place by the cloth.

"We were just goofing around," he said, his smile offering proof that I was
talking to Michael. Sean had his back to me and was pulling a pair of
shorts on as Michael welcomed me into the room. When he turned around I
could see that his upper body and smooth legs matched his brothers'.

"Sometimes we get in kinda a mood," Sean said by way of explanation. I told
them it was cool, that sometimes I liked to wrestle around with my friends
too.  A glance around the room indicated that their time and not all been
spent on boy play. Their twin sized beds and headboards had been made up
and placed head first against a wall, the two beds separated by a night
stand.  A large wooden bench was set up against a far wall with a computer
monitor, box and printer along with various cables spread all over it's
top.  Along side of that sat a bunch of decorative bricks and shelves,
waiting to be put up and piled with books and other boy memorabilia which
undoubtedly filled the half dozen boxes on that side of the room.  All in
all it was coming together nicely.

"What should we do now?" I asked. "What" turned out to be a bike ride
through the neighborhood with me pointing out all the various things of
importance to kids our age and that included the school that we would all
be attending in a few short weeks. It ended up with us stopping at my house
and meeting my parents as well as a tour of my house and bedroom where we
laid about on my bed and talked until my mom called me down for dinner. The
boys went home after we decided to get together again the next morning and
hang out.

Later that night as I was taking my shower I thought about the twins and
not for the first or last time wondered what they'd look like naked. I
stroked my young cock absent mindedly as I envisioned them in their
underwear that afternoon. Certainly they weren't as big as I was but they
had both seemed to fill out their tighty whities pretty good. I kept on
dreaming and stroking finally realizing that I was hard as stone, my dick
throbbing in my hand as I tugged gently at it. My other hand moved down and
cupped by balls, pulling on them, rolling them in my fingers while a single
digit tickled underneath them. I turned off the shower, got out and dried
off as I walked back into my room and laid on my bed.

Both hands were busy rubbing, stroking, fondling, squeezing and tugging and
I felt myself get taken to the edge.  I fanaticized about sucking their
cocks, about them sucking mine, about me sucking one while the other sucked
on me. I had yet to consider any of the other practices that boys might
engage in, at least in my jack off fantasies. I felt my belly start to
tingle then all of a sudden my cock got harder in my hand and I stroked
furiously. My slim hips were thrust up from the bed and I moaned as my
young cock erupted, a fountain of warm white goo shooting out and landing
on my neck, a nipple, between nipples then leaving a stream from my chest
to my belly button. It was so intense that my eyes all but rolled to the
back of my head and I wanted to scream, it felt so good. I finally relaxed
back onto the mattress, my breathing ragged, and I kept on slowly stroking
my cock in the afterglow, amazed at the intensity of my sperming. Fuck,
those boys were so hot. I knew I had to see them naked, knew that I had to
play sexy with them, no matter what. Little did I know that they had
engaged in a similar discussion about me earlier and at that very moment
they were at home, piled in one bed, each with the other's hard young
boycock in their mouth.

Chapter II

 The next day we got together early, hanging out at their place first, then
mine and riding our bikes in between the down times. They were a lot of fun
and their parents seemed to be pretty nice people. There wasn't much in the
way of exciting events throughout the entire day although there were times
when I thought that they were communicating with each other in some
unspoken way. During our bike ride we ended up hanging out at a ball park
in the neighborhood and I had to take a piss and said so, getting up and
heading toward the restroom. Sean said he had to go too and Michael
followed along, probably not wanting to be left sitting in a swing by
himself.

The urinal in the men's room was one of those long metal trough's so when I
stepped up I was at one end while Sean stood about half way down. Since the
thing was only about five feet long, that made him pretty close to me. I
was dying to see his boy cock. I just knew that it had to be as perfect as
the rest of his body but I felt weird just openly staring at him.
Apparently Sean didn't feel quite the same way.

"It looks like you have a big one Jason," he said and when I looked at him
he was all but staring at the inch or so of cock sticking out of the front
of my jeans and directing my stream of pee. I let my gaze drop down to the
front of his jeans, spying the head of his cock sticking out from his
fingers. God I wanted to suck that thing.

"Let me see," Michael said, stepping up to the other side of his brother
and blatantly looking at my cock, which I saw no reason to put away.

"Wow, that does look big Jason, much bigger than ours are," he said as he
proceeded to unbutton his jeans and drag out his own dick. It looked
beautiful to me, as beautiful as it's owner. I felt my cock swelling but I
still wasn't quite sure how the boys would react so I simply said,

"You guys got nice cocks, they'll grow," and put mine away. I really wanted
to leave it out, let it harden up and show them just how big the thing
could get but they were younger and I just wasn't sure. The twins put their
own dicks away and I sort of got the impression that they were as
disappointed as I was that show and tell was over. Their expression was my
first thought that they just might be open to messing around.

That night my jack off fantasy was much more enhanced since I could
actually visualize the twins cocks. I stroked my own rock hard cock slowly,
drawing out the event, my brain seeing over and over again the pale smooth
heads of the twins' boy cocks and envisioning them in their hot horny
hardness and wondering just how big their cocks would become. My sperming
was almost as good as the night before and I caught myself moaning out loud
as my cock swelled up in my hand and began it's vomiting, streams of my
young cum rocketing out of my pulsing dick like a squirt gun.  I vowed then
and there, as I cleaned the cooling sperm from the front of my torso, that
I would try to take the initiative and provide opportunities to test the
twin's willingness to play.

A few days later Mrs. Trenton, "Trish," came over about mid morning to have
coffee with my mom. The two had struck up a friendship on their second day
there when my mom had taken over a cake as a sort of welcoming gift. Trish
wanted to know if I could go with her and the boys on an overnight
trip. She had to go back to where they had moved from to take care of some
things that had come up and would be gone over night, or maybe two. She
said the twins and I had seemed to hit it off quite well and if I could go
I would be a sort of a babysitter, a word she would not let the boys hear
her use.

"Actually it was the boys' idea and they're right. If Jason's with them I
would be able to get the things done that I need to and not have to worry
about the boys or listen to them complain." She said that she'd called a
couple of other people that I'd sat for and had gotten blowing
recommendations. I was asked for my thoughts on the subject which of course
was centered on "yes". She went on to say that we would be staying in a
motel, all the boys in one room and she in another and if it was alright,
she wanted to leave sometime after lunch that afternoon. I felt my cock
twitch at that revelation and when my mom said yes I went up stairs to pack
a small bag. And to jack off.

The thought of sleeping in the same room with the boys had me hard before I
made it to my room. I closed the door and practically ripped my pants open
to get at my dick, pulling the waistband of my underwear down under my
smooth balls and holding it in place with my wrist, cupping and squeezing
my nuts with the same hand as I stroked myself standing up in the middle of
my bedroom. When I came, the first squirt shot about two feet out onto the
carpet, the rest flying out and sort of twirling in the air before falling
to the floor. I always wondered why cum did that sometimes, that twirling
thing instead of just coming straight out like water from a garden hose. Of
course at that point in time I wasn't wondering about it at all but
reveling in the feelings of my young balls giving up their life producing
juices, my knees weak from the intensity of the orgasm. I stood there
panting as the feelings, and my hardon, slowly went away, a glob of sperm
hanging from my dick slit and dangling toward the floor like a fishing
line. I walked over to my laundry basket and grabbed a piece of clothing
and cleaned myself up, tucked my dick back in and packed the bag, making
sure my swim suit was included.

We finally left about two in the afternoon and the twins and I sat in the
back for the entire four hour drive. I had never been in this direction so
everything was pretty new to me. It was a fairly uneventful trip, all
things considered, aside from the bathroom at a rest stop. We had gone in
and were standing at the individual urinals and this time both boys
unzipped and opened their pants and pulled their underwear down so that
everything was hanging out. Sean was standing next to me and his t-shirt
actually almost covered his cock so I didn't see much. Michael however held
his t-shirt up so that all of him was exposed. The problem was that I
couldn't really see from where I was unless I leaned in front of Sean and I
wasn't ready for that just yet. I did take advantage of the situation and
undid myself much as the twin's had and held my shirt up far enough so that
Sean could see clearly my cock and fuzz, which he commented on.

"Gosh your hairs are the same color as your head Jason," he said, looking
boldly at my crotch. "And your cock really is way bigger than ours."

"I wanna see," Michael declared but someone other people started coming
into the restroom and so quelled what had been starting to be a more
advanced game of show and tell. We got back into the van and waited for
Trish to come out of the women's restroom.

"Do you have hair on your balls too," Sean asked.

"Lemme see your hairs Jason," Michael said, leaning over Sean who was
sitting in the middle. "Quick Jason before mom gets back. I looked out the
windows, scanning the outside as I undid my pants and pulled my underwear
down and showing off about an inch of the base of cock, which was getting
hard, and my pubic hair.

"You're right Sean it is the same color almost." I saw Trish come out from
the building where the restrooms were so quickly zipped and buttoned myself
up. As we got out on the highway, the radio playing some classic rock
stuff, Sean whispered in my ear,

"You were getting a boner weren't you? I could tell in the bathroom you
were and just now too. I was too a second ago," he admitted. At that he
took my hand a placed on the front of his pants and I could feel the
stiffness under the fabric of his jeans. I took my hand away and looked at
him, then at Michael. Both of them were sporting huge grins. Michael was
rubbing at the front of his jeans and as I watched, he pulled up his
t-shirt to reveal his cock head and at least an inch of the shaft. The
thing was standing up out of the fly of his jeans all by itself. The little
cutie had what appeared to be a raging woody. The show only lasted a second
or two since Trish could turn around almost any second and see him. What
could I do but smile at him.

We got to the motel, got all checked in and went to our rooms. Trish
checked out our room, the basic motel room with two queen sized beds and
the rest of the basics that any room has. We had a balcony that looked out
onto the back parking lot on the other side of which appeared to be a city
park. Trish gave me the key and we all traipsed next door to her room, a
duplicate of ours.

"Well I'm pretty hungry, how about you guys?" We were, we said so, and all
agreed on a pizza place about a mile from the motel. We gorged on pizza,
Sean said hey to a kid he'd known from school, and we were back at the
motel by seven thirty. Trish said that she was going to meet someone from
where she used to work and gave the boys a lecture about following my
directions.

"You guys can use the swimming pool and Jacuzzi and there is a game room
downstairs as well." At that she handed me a five dollar bill. "I most
likely won't be back until late so I'll see you bright and early in the
morning for breakfast, okay?"  The boys both gave her a kiss and hug and
she left, reminding them once more to mind me, the twins assuring her that
they would.

"You guys wanna go swimming then?" I asked.  They nodded their heads did so
we all went through out bags and pulled out our trunks then started that
strip thing beginning with shoes and socks. I dropped my jeans first,
leaving my t-shirt and jockey's on and Michael did the same. Sean however
pulled his t-shirt off first then his jeans and his briefs and stood naked
before me, less than three feet away. He was magnificent, simple as that.
His entire body was smooth and pale despite a light summer tan, his belly
fairly flat and his cock, oh man his cock was so hot looking. It looked
about three inches long, but seemed to be getting longer as he stood there
getting a boner and almost posing for me. His balls were sort of dropped
like mine but not nearly as big and they didn't hang as far down. He didn't
have any hairs by his cock that I could see, but then I wasn't exactly
staring at him either. He reached for his swim trunks but didn't put them
on right away, instead watching what his brother and I were going to do.

I tugged my underwear down then off and stood upright and sort of facing
the brothers. Michael smiled and pulled his briefs off and followed quickly
with his t-shirt and stood naked beside his brother. I looked at him
admiring his body which matched Sean's but for one exception. His cock was
rock hard and standing proudly up and away from his body, all five inches
of it.

"You guys are identical," I said with a laugh and pulled my t-shirt over my
head and stood facing the twins, my own fourteen year old cock rapidly on
the rise. Now that we were all buck naked and horny boy hard (Sean's cock
seemed to go from soft to hard in seconds) all barriers had been crossed
and the walls thrown down. I stared at the twins as much as they stared at
me, everyone sporting smiles.

"Gosh your cock really does get huge Jason," Sean said and stepped forward.
He reached out and took hold of my dick and squeezed it gently and I went
into seventh heaven. I'd never been touched and the feeling of his warm
hand gripping my pride and joy was the most awesome thing I'd felt in ages.
"And it's thick too, oh man Michael feel this." The other twin needed no
second invitation and stepped forward, his hand replacing his brothers
proving that, so far, their touch was identical as well. Sean's hand moved
south and cupped my balls, treating them gently and with respect.

"Gosh your balls hang so low and they're so big. I bet you make a ton of
white stuff doncha?" he asked, his voice reflecting the awe that most young
boys feel when confronted with an older boy's stuff. I was heating up
really fast and knew that if they didn't stop I was gonna cum all over the
fuckin place. And I wanted to cum all right just not so soon. On the other
hand, no pun intended, I supposed that I could cum again but still. I
wanted to touch the boys, play with their cocks, investigate their
delicious young bodies.

I reached down and grasped onto Michaels cock and felt him, excited in how
his cock felt, the rigidity of his cock but the softness of the skin. My
other hand cupped Sean's balls and did to them what he was doing to
mine. All three of us were breathing more rapidly as we explored each
other's bodies. Sean broke the silence.

"Can I suck on your cock Jason? I really want to have it my mouth." Fuck my
wildest dreams were coming to life. I only nodded my head.

"Lets lay on the bed," Michael suggested taking my hand and doing just
that. I lay down toward the middle with a twin on each side of me. My cock
was throbbing as fast as my heart was beating, which was very fast. I could
hardly believe what was happening to me. Sean put his hand on my belly and
rubbed down into my pubic patch, commenting on how soft the hair was, then
grasped onto my dick once again and pulled it upright. I watched as he
lowered his head and just before he put my cock head into his mouth he
said,

"Look Michael, he has stuff coming out already." What they were seeing of
course was precum and there was more of it than I'd ever seen before.
Michael got in close, touched his finger to the clear sticky stuff then
touched it to his lips.

"It's precum," I explained. Stuff that comes out when I get really hot and
hard. I guess its spose to help make your dick slippery so it goes into
girls holes better." Sean lowered his head, opened his mouth and took my
cock head inside before he closed it. I almost shot out right then, the
warmth on my cock felt so fucking good. Sean took a little more into his
mouth and I could feel his tongue licking across my slit as he sucked
me. It struck me that he seemed to know what he was doing and I wondered
for only a second where he got the practice.  Duuuhhhhh.

"Can I suck on your cock Michael," I asked and he said sure as he moved up
and leaned sideways across my head, his cock looking me in the eye. I took
it in my hand and raised my head as he lowered his waist and then it was
there, my lips were touching it then I opened my mouth and took the pale
head into my mouth.

"Your teeth Jason, cover your teeth with your lips."

"Like this," Sean said and I looked at him as he took the time to mime what
Michael meant before going back to work on my cock. I looked back to the
pulsing flesh in my hand and raised my head again and took the stiff cock
into my mouth. I wondered at the taste of his cock, the satiny feel of the
skin that my tongue was exploring. As I breathed in I caught his smell, an
almost sweet fragrance that was a mix of sweat and what I would come to
know as the smell of "boy".  Michael began a slight movement of fucking my
mouth but I had to hold him away because I was almost choking on his cock.
As time wore on of course I would learn to suck a mean cock but not now,
not my first time. I became aware of Sean on my other end, sucking my cock
as he stroked the shaft and all of a sudden I was there. I pulled away from
the dick in my mouth and panted,

"Oh fuck Sean I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum." Three things happened almost at
once. Michael jumped away from me, Sean pulled my cock from his mouth and I
came. And came I did, oh shit did I ever.

"Ooohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuck," I groaned out, thrusting my hips off the bed as I
shot. I swear to God, the first one went over my shoulder and landed on the
pillow next to my head.

"Shit, Michael did you see that?" Sean asked as he continued to stroke me.
My cock kept spurting out jets of sperm, the next few landing on my chest
and the rest landing closer to my belly button. My dick's juicing finally
slowed to a trickle, dripping down over Sean's fingers as I relaxed back
onto the bed.

"Damn Jason you can sure shoot out the stuff, oh man, and so much of it
too. Both boys put their fingers in my cooling sperm, drawing it to their
noses and sniffing it then delicately tasting it with their tongues.

"This is our first time," Sean started

"That we've seen sperm," Michael added

"It's pretty cool Jason," Sean picked up

"We can hardly wait till we can make cum too," Michael finished as he got
off the bed and went into the bathroom to return with a hand cloth for me
to clean myself up.

"Do you always shoot so far when you make sperm," Sean asked. He moved up
to where the first jet landed and wiped it up with his finger. I shook my
head and told them that was a record shot for me that I'd never shot that
far before.

"You never sucked a cock before either did you?" Michael added with a
smile.

"Nope, never been sucked either," I said. "Gosh I was so hot from it all I
think that's why it shot out so far even though I squirted out this morning
before we left." I told them about the episode in my room thinking about
sleeping with them and they both laughed saying my fantasy came true.

"And more," Sean said. He then came up along side of me then leaned down
and kissed me on the lips. It was kind of quick kiss so I didn't get to
really do anything back to him.

"Never been kissed either," then he leaned down and did it again only
stayed there a little longer. I felt his lips move against mine and tried
to move mine like he was. When he broke away he smiled and said that was
better.

"What else do you guys do?" I asked. They looked at each other and smiled
then Sean told me that I'd find out soon enough.  "So now what," I
asked. My cock had deflated almost all the way but both boys were still
raging hard.

"We want to cum too," Sean said. Of course I was curious about that and
they told me that even though they didn't actually make sperm they got way
ticklish feelings and judging by what I looked like when I came, he figured
they probably felt all the same things that I did.

We moved into a similar position that I'd been in, with me sucking on
Sean's cock and Michael straddling his brother's chest, leaned forward with
his cock in Sean's mouth. Michael told me how to suck on mostly the head of
the cock and try to stroke it with my thumb and middle finger. Sean's cock
tasted pretty much like Michael's and there was that same smell too. I
would grow to love that fragrance, was already beginning to like it. It
took a little while longer but finally Sean's quite sucking on his twins
dick and was moaning and "oh god-ing" and stuff. Then he started shaking
like mad and his moaning got louder. Michael had moved away from Sean
saying that his brother was cumming.

"Off the head Jason, off the head," he moaned out and I took my mouth away
but kept on jacking him off, his smooth little balls bouncing around as I
stroked the pale shaft. It was finally over and he stopped moving, just
lying there, breathing hard with his eyes closed.

"My turn," Michael said and he laid down alongside Sean. I repeated my
ministrations, this time, trying to hold onto his marble sized balls as I
sucked and stroked. Sean had come around and was leaned over and kissing
his brother fiercely while rubbing Michael's belly and chest. It didn't
take long before he reached his peak, his behavior much like Sean's what
with his thrashing around and moaning and stuff. My mouth was sore and my
arm was tired as I lay back down next to Michael, my hand rubbing him just
like his brother was still doing although they had broken off the
kiss. They talked about what it had been like for them, having a third
person to play with. Needless to say there were no complaints.

After Michael got his breath back and my cock went back to it's default
state, it had gotten hard again while I worked on Michael, we decided to go
down for a swim with the idea that we still had plenty of time to play
around some more before we had to go to sleep. We put on our swim suits,
mine regular trunks and the twin's in Speedos. They had been on school and
community swim teams for a couple of years and that's what they wore.  I
noted that they filled the skimpy little suits out just fine.

We spent the next hour or so alternating between the pool, the hot tub and
the sauna, wanting to experience them all. There were a few other people
using the facilities as well, but of them either older, as in parents, or
younger children. Back up in the room we stripped off the wet clothes and
hung them on a chair on the balcony.  We all got a bit of a thrill being
outside on the balcony naked, the chance of being seen a little bit
titillating.

Back inside we decided to take a shower, further deciding that there was no
reason why we all couldn't get in together. It was a little bit
complicated, having to move around each other to get under the shower
spray, cocks and butts rubbing against each other with each rotation. The
boys paid a fair amount of attention to their cocks, now full on hard
again, and the butt holes, and we each took turns washing each others
backs, which extended to butt holes, at least it did when Sean washed my
back.

"Don't want to forget that little spot," he said as he slipped his fingers
between my cheeks and rubbed across the tight wrinkled muscle. He went back
and forth a few times and my knees went a little weak at the totally new
feelings roared through my body.

We managed to get rinsed off and out of the tub/shower to dry off. Sean got
about half done then ran out of the room, causing me to wonder what had
gotten into him. Michael just shook his head with a smile as we finished
drying off. When I went back into the main part of the room I got the shock
of my life. Sean was lying on his back with his legs drawn completely back
and hooked behind his head. The twins had been in gymnastics for three
years as well. Michael and I walked over to the bed and I stared down at
the sight of Sean's cheeks opened up wide, his puckered little hole looking
at the ceiling. It was amazing. And it made me hot as hell just looking at
it. I'd barely seen my own asshole let alone someone else's but I noted
that despite any feelings I may have harbored for that part of the body,
anyone's body, I found myself attracted to it, wanting to look at it and
maybe more.

"Well," Sean said from between his legs, "what are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for," I said, "What do you mean? What are you gonna do?"

"Come on," Michael said with a huge grin as he started to get on the bed,
"I'll show you."