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The author “Chance” is me, “Larkin” This is an effort to re-compose my old roster into a new roster comprised old and new works, re-written and done with more careful editing. (omitting junk) I hope you will understand.

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My friends, the Twins

by Chance

"Come on, let me have a look. Why are you so shy? I got one too, ya know.”

Jeremy had squeezed up against me. I was trapped because his twin brother, Randy was on the other side of me. The three of us sat on overstuffed couch in front of the TV. They are so identical that I can't tell them apart except that Jeremy was the bossy one and Randy was cool and the quiet one. but most people that didn't know them couldn't tell them apart. We were all in the same grade and we all were eleven years old. Randy was quick to mention that he's the oldest by ten minutes.
Jeremy tried to put his hand between my legs but I blocked him with my hand.

"Randy, Nicky is being stupid!"

Randy leaned forward, looked at Jeremy and then looked at my pitiful effort at protecting my pants from invasion.

He said, "I can't help it. He's so cute!"

Jeremy moved closer, forcing me tighter against his brother. Randy acted unconcerned but he didn't budge to give me any breathing space.

Then Jeremy put his face right up close to mine. "Nicholas, you are so cute, why do you want to be a jerk?"

This time he tried a different tact. He softly tried to remove my protective grasp by tugging at my hands and looking into my face.

"Come on, I'm not going to do anything, I just want to see it."

I loosened my grip and he pulled my hands away. I lay there between them, legs spread and hands at my side. I imagined myself looking completely stupid.

How was I supposed to know that they were working together as a team?

How am I supposed to know that this is a planned strategy and they are using it on me?

How was I suppose to know that I was their Guinea pig.

How am I supposed to know that they do it to everyone who is foolish enough to sit up on this couch between Jeremy and Randy?

Jeremy unbuttoned my pants. I looked at him and then turned to see Randy quietly watching what Jeremy was doing.

"See, Nicky, you got all worried over nothing."

I said silently to myself. "There! Now they're open so that you could see my white under pants. Satisfied!?"

I think the expression on my face must have amused Jeremy for the first time because he was trying not to laugh.

He said, "How come you don't get boxers like Randy and me have?"

Randy pulls up his shirt so I can see his blue boxer shorts.

I said, "I don't know, my Mom buys all my clothes."

They didn't seem to think that was a good enough excuse.
Jeremy tugged my pants down further so that they were at my knees. 
Then he tried to pull my underpants out of the way but I re-coiled by pulling my legs up in defense.

"Oh my God Nicky! I just want to see if you have a tan line! Why are you being such a little asshole?"

He made me feel stupid just for resisting him. 
He tried again. Jeremy exposed my penis and little balls for his brother to see. 
He laughed. It wasn't in a mean way, but more sympathetic.

He followed it with an "Awwww. Look at it, it's so cute!"

Randy looked at my penis with vague interest but frowned at Jeremy's gushy comments.
He had one arm resting on my thighs and the other on my belly.

This time he asked, "Nicky, can I touch it? Oh please, please, please?"

He was inches away from my face again and had the most mischievous smile. It must have been infectious because it made me smile too. I didn't answer his question but instead, just shrugged my shoulders.
He guessed that probably meant, yes.
Jeremy pinched the end of my peanni skin and pulled on it until it stretched like a rubber band and then let go.


I gave him a shocked and worried look but he just laughed.
He didn't seem to care if I protested or not. 
This time he squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger until it exposed my little penis brain. He tried to hold the skin back and grab onto it.

I pulled back and said, "What are you doing? Don't go touching it like that, you'll get it all dirty. You're not supposed to go touching that."

He laughed again, "That's how much you know. You don't even know how to use your own dick!"

Is he accusing me of not knowing how to pee out of my own dickie? I mean, what else are you suppose to do with it? The last thing I need is for him to go getting it all dirty.

Jeremy looked at his brother and said, "I don't think he even knows what a boner is?"

The two joined up and pulled me down until I was length ways on the couch. Randy positioned me so that my head was in his lap and when I looked up, I saw him looking down at me. His face was calm and relaxed. He pulled my arms back and held them in place. I imagined that I was being kidnapped or held hostage and that absolutely none of this was my fault. I felt Jeremy handling my penis. At first it was ticklish and unbearable. I squirmed and wiggled. 

I was thinking, "It's a good thing I changed my underwear this morning."

I looked down in horror to see Jeremy putting my penis in his mouth. 

I wormed and squiggled. "Hey, I go to the bathroom out of that thing, ya know!"

He wasn't going to let my complaints discourage him from doing what ever it was that he was doing. He tickled my balls and sucked hard on my dickie. Gradually the feeling became strangely agreeable.

He said, "Holy moly, that took some doing!"

All three of us looked at my twitching boner. Every time Jeremy touched it my stiff little dick jumped up and down.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" 

I have to admit that it felt very very good. Whatever Jeremy was doing, he was doing it perfectly. I looked at him and then up at Randy. My head was comfortable in his lap but he lifted me up and pushed his pants down and I found myself back in his lap with his boner rubbing against my cheek.

It had popped out of his boxers. "Oh no way, help!" 

I sat up in protest and tried to get off the couch. Both of them got up and began to strip off all my clothes. Nikes popped off, then socks pulled off and dropped to the floor. My shirt, pants and underpants sailed away into the corner. I was naked and defenseless

when they sat upon me. Jeremy became preoccupied sucking on my dickie boner.

He stopped for a moment and said, "Randy, show him how to do it."

He climbed on me and was rubbing his cock on my mouth.

He said, "That's no fun, come on, open up and suck me."

When I did, he did the rest. Suddenly I was set free and I became a willing participant. 
I liked Jeremy and Randy. They liked each other and they liked me. They were fun and we played naked for hours. Jeremy inspected my butt hole and poked at it with his finger and I did the same to him. You can't have this kind of fun if you are supervised by adults.
A few days later, I was in for a big surprise. I was doing Randy, Jeremy was doing me and then something strange happened all over my body. 
It was very intense. I quickly sat up but it kept happening. 

I looked at Jeremy and Randy and said, "I'm dying and I'm going to be with the Lord, good bye, good bye!" 

Seeing my dickie twitching up and down, they both started laughing. 

Jeremy said, "Nicky, you're just cumming. It must be your first time!"

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