Date: Tue, 17 Jun 2014 22:19:56 -0700
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Puget Posse  Chapter 10

Welcome back. The Chapter One disclaimers apply, as always.

In this chapter we learn more about the twins. As they turn nine they
experience their first orgasms, and life will never be the same for
either of them. Maybe the biggest thing they learn is the absolute best
way to make amends to each other.

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CHAPTER 10
GROWING PAINS


Mark and Matthew managed to stay out of trouble for most of the
summer, at least in relative terms. Staying out of trouble meant they
were on restriction only three times during summer vacation. As
usual, their mischief came more from their not thinking about the
consequences of their actions than it did from their actually trying to
create trouble.

Their sport of the summer was baseball. They had played t-ball the
year before and had now graduated to coach pitch baseball. The
athletic twins were the best players on their team. While nobody kept
score of the games, everybody seemed to know that the twins' team
made it through the season undefeated.

Mondays were still nudist days at the Kirkwood homestead, at least
as far as the four children were concerned. An unforeseen conflict
arose out of the desire of the two sets of twins to be naked all day.
The boys wanted to have more skinny dipping parties with their
friends. The girls, of course, wanted to take part in the nude
swimming with all of the boys, but Scott and Kristy said that was not
going to happen. A compromise was reached where the girls would
stay with friends when the boys had one of their parties, and the boys
would do the same when the girls had a skinny dipping party.

It ended up not being all that big of a problem. The boys had three
skinny dipping parties with two or three boys at each. The girls had
one, with one mutual friend attending. The issue was put on hold for
the time being.

The boys started third grade at North Lake Day School and, as they
did at home, managed to stay out of trouble the majority of the time.
Their teachers were happy the two boys were not in the same class.
Both of them were extremely bright and more than willing to let their
teachers know when things weren't right or weren't fair, at least in
their estimation. Their sense of justice didn't often match that of their
teachers, which led them to often having to serve detention. But, all of
the teachers were happy they weren't getting the twins' double
barreled attack.

That sense of justice had led to a couple of fights at school when they
stood up for their friends. At the start of the school year, they had to
remind David and his buddies that their friends were still off limits
from bullying. Mark and Matthew did not believe it was their job to
protect the entire world from bullies, but if somebody garnered their
attention and friendship, he was deemed off limits from bullying and
teasing. Nobody, including the twins, knew why certain boys came
under their protective wings. All Matthew and Mark knew was that
they considered the boys they protected their friends.

Peter had become their best friend. The petite redhead had put the
time he'd peed his pants behind him, but David decided to remind
him of the incident during the first week of school. He gave Peter
some insults, shoves, and minor punches in the hall as the first week
of school progressed. The reaction of the twins set the tone for the
school year.

On Friday, David stopped Peter on the playground, making sure that
the twins were nowhere in sight. "Hey, pee pee, did you remember to
put your diapers on?" David said derisively.

Peter turned and ignored him, just as his parents had instructed him.
That action infuriated David, however. He grabbed the smaller boy
and spun him around. "If you tell the twins anything I'll kick the shit
out of you." It was the first time David had ever used the term "kick
the shit" and saying it gave him a quick rush of power. David
squeezed Peter's arm hard to make his point.

"Stop, you're hurting me," Peter said, trying unsuccessfully not to
sound whiny.

David felt another rush shoot through him, but it was short-lived.  A
hand grabbed him and a high-pitched boy's voice said, "Let him go,
David."

David didn't know who grabbed him, but the only kids who scared him
were the twins, and he knew they weren't on the playground. He
pinched Peter's arm, making him squeal. That was the last time all
year he tried to bully Peter. The next thing he knew the hand on him
became two hands, he was turned around, and took a punch to his
stomach. He instinctively returned the punch, hitting his aggressor in
the eye and the fight was on. It was also over within seconds as
Matthew took his blows, but got the best of Peter's tormentor. A
teacher and the playground supervisor broke up the fight, but not
before David found himself on the ground with another bloody nose
from one of the twins.

"Where did you come from?" David whined. "You weren't even on the
playground." Matthew stood over him and smiled.

Matthew received a black eye and a bruised cheek for his efforts. He
and David also received a two day suspension for fighting. The
headmistress, Matthew's father, and his mother all admonished him
for using force to solve the problem.

"That's what the playground supervisor and the teachers are for,"
Kristy said.

"Guess what?" Matthew asked.

Somewhat confused by Matthew's question, Kristy tried to steer the
conversation back to her lecture on proper behavior.

"Mom, guess what?" Matthew finally asked again.

"Are you even listening to what I am saying, young man?" Kristy
asked.

"Mom, you're not listening to me. I said guess what?"

"Okay, what?" Kristy asked in frustration.

"David's not going to pick on Peter the rest of the year."

Kristy shook her head and muttered, "Why me?"

"The boy has a point," Scott said later. "The playground supervisor
would have pulled David away from Peter, but that would have only
taken care of the immediate problem. Matthew solved the overall
problem. Peter is safe for the year now that David has been re-
educated."

"So you're defending his actions?" Kristy asked, not for the first time.

"Not to his face," Scott said with a smile.

As for David, he made sure to keep his distance from both Matthew
and Mark. He never did figure out how Matthew appeared out of
nowhere and was leery of the twins' magic. Brock certainly wasn't
going to give away how he, Cindy, and the slide blocked Matthew
from David's view.

Matthew and Mark had known about David pestering Peter yet again
and decided one of them would lie in wait for him, figuring he would
step over the line. It only took a day for that to happen. As far as the
twins were concerned, David was truly too stupid for his own good.

The rest of the school year had its ups and downs, but Kristy only had
to visit the school twice for a problem, which she looked upon as a
minor triumph. David found a couple of boys who were not under the
twins' protective umbrella, and got in some minor bullying. He was
afraid to push things too far, worried that the twins might take a liking
to them and decide to protect them. But Matthew and Mark thought
they were whiny little brats and let David do his thing, which they
thought kept the brats in line. As long as there wasn't any blood, they
weren't going to interfere.

Mark and Matthew turned nine during Christmas break. As usual,
they received Christmas presents, but, other than a special dinner,
their birthday celebration would wait until June.

It was during Christmas break that they had their first real sexual
experience. While they sometimes snuck into the room of one of their
twin sisters and lay naked in bed with them, the sexual part didn't go
beyond the gentle, curious fondling of the girls' breasts and the boy's
balls and boners. Nobody gave much thought to carrying things
further.  The boys were not novices when it came to being around
naked girls or being naked around girls. The fact that the girls were
their sisters was immaterial.

Cindy, who had a major crush on whichever twin was in her presence
or was the closer of the two when she was with both of them, and
Stacey, who was Cindy's best friend and saw the twins in the same
light as Cindy, wanted to find a way to entice Mark and Matthew to
spend an afternoon at her house. They wanted to see if they could
get the boys to take their clothes off. In their naivety, they settled on a
tea and cookie party.

"They are gross boys," Cindy told her mother. "We need to teach
them good manners."

"That's what mothers are for," Cindy's mother said. "Mothers are
experts at teaching good manners."

Cindy ignored her and went on. "Plus, we want somebody to help eat
the chocolate chip cookies we're making."

"Now that sounds like a sensible idea," Cindy's mother said with a
grin. She knew that there was no way the rambunctious boys would
want to attend a girls' tea party. As was the case with so many adults
when they tried to take the twin's inventory, she was wrong.

"She wants us to come for tea?" Mark said in derision. "Men don't go
for tea," he said as only a boy who just turned nine can say it.

"Tea and cookies," Matthew said, emphasizing cookies.

"Chocolate chip cookies," Mark remembered. "Maybe it's not a bad
idea."

"CCC's are the best." Matthew gave the matter some thought and
said, "Maybe we can have hot chocolate instead of tea."

"That sounds better than tea. Tea is for wusses." It was Mark who
made the phone call to Cindy asking for the menu change. Cindy
wanted the boys to come and was quick to agree.

When the twins told their father that they would be attending a tea
party, it took every bit of effort he could muster to not roar with
laughter. "A tea party?" he finally asked, somehow maintaining a
straight face.

"It's really a hot chocolate party," Mark said seriously.

"Yeah," Matthew added, "with chocolate chip cookies,"

"Will there be dolls?" Scott asked. It was asking too much of him to be
completely serious.

"Dad! No!" the twins screamed in unison. "We wouldn't go if there
was dolls."

"So I guess it's all about chocolate. That must make it okay."

"You told us chocolate makes everything okay, remember?" Matthew
said.

"I did say that. Well, in that case a chocolate party it is. Have fun,
kids." All Kristy could do was shake her head at the idea of her rough-
and-tumble nine-year-olds sitting down with a couple of girls and
politely enjoying cookies and whatever drink was being served.

Yet that is exactly what happened. Hot chocolate and chocolate chip
cookies were served in the dining room on good china. Cindy and
Stacey patiently showed the boys how to properly unfold their
napkins and place them on their laps, hold their cups, and eat their
cookies without leaving crumbs all around them and smears of
chocolate on their face. There wasn't a doll in sight as per the forceful
request of the two boys.

Cindy's mother tried to be unobtrusive, but still be able to watch some
of the party. She was pleased by how prim and proper her daughter
and Stacey were. She had worked with the two girls on proper
etiquette and it showed. She was amused at how the young boys
tried to do what the girls instructed and for the most part managed to
pull it off.

The night before the party Matthew and Mark were in Mark's bed,
naked, discussing the next day's event. While they talked they had
their hands on each other's pencil-thin two inch boners. Fondling
each other always made them feel good. It wouldn't be all that much
longer when feeling each other's genitals would take on a whole new
meaning.

"Tomorrow won't be any fun," Mark said.

"We did promise to be good," Matthew said.

"We always promise to be good."

"Yeah, but sometimes we mess up and are bad."

"I know, but I don't want to spill any hot chocolate on my pants."

"Me either."

"And I don't want two stupid girls thinking I'm stupider than they are,"
Mark said.

"So, we have to work extra hard to be good."

Then came the big question. "What are we going to do after we have
the chocolate party?" Mark asked.

"I don't know, but I hope it's something fun."

"Yeah, so do I." Little did they know how much fun it would be.

Hot chocolate was consumed, chocolate chip cookies were politely
eaten. It was difficult for the twins to be on their best behavior but
they pulled it off as well as a pair of hyper nine-year-old boys could.

Finally, the "tea" party was over. Cindy's mother had the children
place their silverware into the dishwasher, but she handled the good
china. She had agreed to the use of the china with foreboding, having
heard from the twins' mother, as well as other sources, that the boys
could leave a swath of destruction in their path. However, it all went
well, and she could breathe a bit easier now that the children had left
the table.

Cindy turned on the television and popped in a movie. The four
children settled in to watch when Cindy's mother announced she
would be going over to the neighbor's house for her own tea and
cookies. She not only wanted to tell her neighbor friend Janet about
the "tea" party, she wanted to call Kristy and share how well the twins
had done.

As soon as she left, Cindy said, "She won't be back for a long time."

"This movie is boring," Matthew said.

"Yeah," Mark agreed, "it's for little kids."

"I like it," Stacy said. "I think it's funny."

"Have you seen it before?" Mark asked.

"Yes."

"Well, it's boring."

"Then let's go to my room and play," Cindy suggested. She was
secretly pleased that the twins were bored. She wanted to get them
into her bedroom. Already she was a little seductress.

"What, go play with dolls?" Matthew said.

Cindy gave him a knowing grin and said, "No play with girls."

Matthew looked at Mark and shrugged as the four nine-year-olds
trekked to Cindy's room. Stacey knew what it was Cindy had planned.
Cindy was pretty certain her mother would be going over to the
neighbor's. She knew that when her mother went over there she was
almost always gone for at least an hour; usually for longer.

Cindy and Stacey might have only been nine, but they knew things.
Stacey had learned a great deal about boys from her older brother,
who was now thirteen. Cindy picked things up simply by being
tomboyish and hanging around boys more than girls. What Cindy
didn't learn on her own she picked up from Stacey. The two
experimented with each other and talked about boys constantly.

As worldly as Mark and Matthew thought they were, in the end they
were nine-year-old jock boys whose lives revolved around sports,
roughhousing, and occasional guiltless mischief making. They didn't
see their forays with their sisters as sexual, even if it was sensual. At
this stage of their young lives, the two girls were thinking sexual
thoughts much more than the two boys.

In spite of the "tea" party and the threat of dolls, the twins saw Cindy
as a tomboy, making her a girl that was almost as good as a boy.
They were surprised when they entered Cindy's bedroom. Even with
their image of Cindy as a tom boy, the boys had expected frilly and
froufrou blankets and pillows and paint and pictures. While the
bedding wasn't what they would want on their bed, the twins didn't
find it horrifying either. They were very pleased by the soccer posters
on the wall. They'd always thought Cindy was okay for a girl and her
room caused an immediate rise in her stock. Sure she had a few dolls
and stuffed animals, but the twins had some action figures on their
shelves, so they forgave her.

"What are we going to play?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, tell us. I don't want to play something dumb, boring, or stupid,"
Matthew said.

"We're going to play show-and-tell," Cindy said.

"That sounds dumb. Show-and-tell is stupid, boring school stuff,"

"Not the way Stacy and me play it," Cindy said with a coy smile that
belied her nine years.

Cindy actually wanted to play something different, but she knew her
time was limited. She and Stacy had talked long and hard about a
game to serve their purposes, and show-and-tell was the game they
devised. Mark saw the look on Cindy's face and knew that she had
something interesting in mind.

The twins asked how the game was played and Cindy explained the
rules. Very simply, a player would ask another player to show
something by taking off an item of clothing. When an item was
removed, the player had to tell about the exposed body part or item of
clothing—simple but effective. That player then made the next pick.
Nothing taken off could be put back on.

"Does that mean we will get naked?" Matthew asked.

"Yes, it does," Cindy replied.

"Cool," Mark said.

"What about your mother?" Matthew asked.

"I'm sure she won't be back for an hour or more. We can see her
come through the backyard, so somebody has to look out the window
for her all the time."

"Me and Mattie can dress in a hurry," Mark assured the girls. He
knew that because they practiced emergency dressing just in case
they needed it, although they weren't sure what kind of emergency
they would face. After all, their parents knew they were naked a lot in
their room, and even in their sisters' rooms sometimes. And when
they snuck into their sisters' rooms and into their beds, they didn't
bring their clothes, even though they knew it was wrong and naughty
to be naked in bed with their sisters.

The game began with Cindy declaring that she was the one who
should pick first since they were at her house. No one argued with
her. She picked Matthew and told him she wanted to see his right
sock. Mattie obliged by taking off his right shoe.

"Now you have to describe it," Cindy said in the officious manner of a
nine year old girl used to getting her way too often.

Matthew looked at her and shook his head. "It's a white sock," he said
with an economy of words. Cindy gave him a look that said his
answer wasn't complete enough, but that was all she was going to
get.

Matthew decided to get a measure of revenge and called on Cindy to
show her undershirt.

"You can't call on the person who called you," Cindy said.

"You never said that," Mattie said.

"It doesn't matter, it's what the rule is."

"That's dumb. You can't make up rules as you go along. This whole
game is dumb."

"You don't have to play if you don't want to, but it's my game and I
make the rules." Cindy upped her level of bossiness a few notches.

Mark could tell that Matthew was about to quit the game. He didn't
like Cindy's attitude, but wanted to see the girls naked, so he stepped
in to try to calm things down.

"I don't care about any dumb rules, let's just play," he said.

Matthew glared at Mark, upset that his twin brother didn't have his
back. "I pick Mark then. I want to see your underpants," he said in a
show of sibling rivalry.

"You're supposed to start with a small thing," Mark said.

"Oh, so you're making up the rules now, too?" Spats between the two
brothers were not rare occurrences, but they were private affairs
more often than not. They didn't like hanging their dirty laundry in
public, however sometimes things had to be dealt with right away.

"No, but you could have said you wanted to see my sock or
something."

"Are you going to do it?" Mattie asked, ignoring Mark's objections.

Mark wasn't wearing a belt, so he unbuttoned and unzipped his
jeans, turning them inside out as he pulled them over his shoes.
"These are my underpants and they are white." He looked over at
Matthew. "Happy now?"

"Will you guys stop fighting!" Cindy yelled.

"We're not fighting," Matthew said, "so stay out of our business."

"I want to see what is under Cindy's shirt," Mark said, once again
trying to be a peacemaker, even though he was furious with his
brother.

Cindy smiled and removed her t-shirt, displaying a training bra.
Matthew and Mark stared at it, knowing their sisters didn't wear one
when they were nine, although they did now at age eleven.

"This is my training bra," Cindy said. "It holds my boobs in place." If
the bra was holding a set of little girl's breasts in place, then the twins
wanted to see what was underneath it as soon as possible.

Cindy had Stacy remove her left shoe and the game started to move
along. The hard feelings were laid aside, at least for awhile. Clothing
came off piece by piece, with nobody requesting to see what was
under another player's underpants. The twins were surprised when
Mark requested that Cindy remove her training bra. She took it off
with a grin, revealing a chest as flat as those of the boys. The
purpose of the training bra was totally lost on Mark and Matthew.

It was now Cindy's turn, and she had told Stacy to remove her jeans,
which left her wearing just her panties. In fact they were all down to
one item of clothing now except for Matthew, who was still wearing
his t-shirt and his briefs. "These are my green panties with blue
flowers. They are my favorite," Stacy said.

Stacy looked at Matthew and grinned, challenging him to remove his
t-shirt. He pulled off his t-shirt. "This is my chest and my stomach." He
pulled on one dime sized nipple. "And this is my left boob which is
bigger than Cindy's or Stacy's."

"I guess that makes you a girl then," Mark said laughing.

"Shut-up," Mattie said.

"You shut-up."

Mattie glared at his brother, but noticed he had a boner that was
tenting out his briefs. That made Mattew even more angry, since he
didn't have a boner because he was mad at Mark. He knew exactly
what to do about his brother. "Mark can take off his undies and show
us his boner."

"You could have made a girl get naked," Mark said. "You've seen me
naked."

"That's what you get for telling me to shut-up."

"You told me to shut-up first."

"Will you guys stop fighting!" Cindy yelled.

"We're not fighting," Mark said as he removed his underpants, his
little three inch boner pointing straight up at his chin. "You should see
us when we're fighting."

"I don't think I want to," Cindy said. She didn't say anything else.
While she had seen a boy's genitals before, she'd never seen an
erection. She knew what it was, but actually seeing one fascinated
her.

Stacy had seen many boys erect. She'd often masturbated her
thirteen-year-old brother and his friends for the last couple of years.
She knew what boys did with their boners, she knew what boys liked
to have done to their boners, and she knew what came out of those
boners.

It was now Mark's turn. He wanted to get his brother naked next, but
Cindy's rules said he couldn't, so he called on Cindy instead. Cindy
quickly pulled off her panties, unashamed of her nudity. She pointed
at her hairless crotch. "That's my pussy. It's for making babies when I
get older," was her description.

The twins gaped at Cindy. It was the first time they'd seen a girl other
than their sisters naked.

Meanwhile, Stacy walked over to Mark and started masturbating him.
She knew exactly what to do with a boy to make him happy; after all,
she'd been doing it since she was seven. Mark was surprised that
Stacy touched his boner without asking permission, but it felt so good
he didn't object.

Cindy told Matthew to get naked, which he did. His hairless cocklet
was still flaccid. Looking at Stacy jerking off his brother started his
cock to harden.

Stacy wasn't finished. She pulled off her panties, then surprised the
boys and Cindy by getting on her knees and placing Mark's boner in
her mouth. Once again, she put the experiences she'd had with her
brother and his friends to work.

Cindy noticed Matthew's erection, wondering if she should do to him
what Stacy was doing to Mark. Cindy knew what Stacy did with her
older brother and his friends, but had never witnessed it. Now, for the
first time, she was seeing a sexual act between a girl and a boy. She
had ambivalent feelings. On the one hand she wanted to do what her
friend was doing. On the other hand the thought of placing Mattie's
penis in her mouth, or even touching it scared her.

As a result of her indecision, she and Matthew stood and watched
what Stacey was doing to Mark. Matthew knew what a blow job was,
as did his brother, but it had been a nebulous concept until Stacy
went down on Mark. Matthew slowly masturbated himself as he
watched. He wished Cindy's hand or mouth would replace his hand.
Cindy stood stock still, filled with indecision. She thought that all they
were going to do was get naked together, then get dressed again.
The idea of their doing something sexual hadn't occurred to her.

The last surprise was yet to come, however. Overcome by the new
feelings generated by Stacy's blow job, Mark started fucking the girl's
mouth, something she was used to from cocks that were much bigger
than Mark's. As her lips and tongue worked on Mark's three inch tool,
she wondered if he squirted. Her brother didn't until almost a year
after they started playing around, and one of his friends still didn't.

Her question was answered as the surprise ended up being Mark's.
He let out a sudden squeal that frightened both Matthew and Cindy.
Stacy knew what it was and Mark thought he did, too. He was having
his first orgasm, another concept he knew about, but had never
experienced. He grabbed Stacy's head as he instinctively slammed
his cock far into her mouth. She could feel the spasms as he tried to
shoot out his non-existent seed.

His cock head became very sensitive and he pulled it out of Stacy's
mouth. He looked at his twin brother and grinned. "I just got a blow
job and an orgasm. That was the awesomest thing ever, Stacy."

Matthew wasn't impressed. He wanted to experience the same thing
from Cindy, but it wasn't going to happen. Cindy heard the familiar
squeak of the gate in the back fence. "Mom's coming. Quick,
everybody, get dressed."

The four of them were barely presentable as Cindy's mother walked
into the house. Of course, they had to pick their underwear off the
floor, having elected to dress the quickest way possible, which was
without underwear. Both of the boys tucked their briefs inside their
jeans, hoping they wouldn't fall out of the legs of the pants.

The children ran out to the living room, looking disheveled. Cindy's
mother figured their messy look was from the kids letting off steam
after the politeness of the tea party. Never, in her wildest dreams, did
she imagine that the four of them had been naked in her daughter's
room, with two of them engaging in oral sex. Nine years old was
simply too young for doing things like that.

"We're ready to go home," Matthew told Cindy's mother.

"Yeah, we're ready," Mark agreed. It was the first thing the two of
them had agreed upon in awhile. The twins were tired of being
bossed around by girls, even if it meant getting naked with them.
Matthew was still irked with Mark, and Mark was tired of Matthew's
attitude. They were more than ready to go home. Cindy was also
more than ready to get rid of the boys and their bickering.

Cindy's mother called Kristy, who arrived within twenty minutes to
pick up her boys. Kristy was pleased to hear how well-behaved and
polite the twins had been. Once the two were safely belted into the
backseat, she pulled away from the house and let her sons know how
proud she was of them. Her good feelings would not last very long,
however.

"How was the hot cocoa party?" Kristy asked.

"It sucked," Mark said, giggling at his little play on words. His answer
pissed off Matthew, who was ready to give her the same answer.
Instead Mark was first again.

"Mark, it couldn't have been that bad," Kristy said.

"It was okay," Matthew said, wanting the topic to end.

"Matthew kept cheating at a game after we finished eating so I would
lose," Mark said.

"I did not," Matthew said, punching Mark on the arm.

"Yes you did. You could have called on Cindy or Stacy instead of
me."

"I called on you because you were acting like a know-it-all. Besides,
you're the one Stacy picked in the end."

"That's because I had something you didn't have," Mark said,
referring to his boner.

"Boys, no fighting in the car!"

"You mean we can fight someplace else?" Matthew asked.

"Don't fight at all."

The twins exchanged barbs all the way to their gravel driveway, and
then got louder as the SUV crept up to the house. Kristy threatened
them with restriction if they didn't stop their squabbling, but they were
too worked up to pay any attention to her.

As soon as Kristy turned off the engine, Matthew pulled open the
sliding door and the twins piled out of the SUV almost simultaneously.
Before Kristy could say anything, Mark jumped on Matthew and
knocked him to the ground. Kristy saw the two rolling on the lawn,
fists and curse words flying as the boys pounded on each other,
calling each other names.

Kristy yelled at them to stop, knowing from past experience that they
wouldn't stop until they were ready to. Still, she felt obligated to play
the mom role and end the fight.

Finally, the two ran out of gas and somewhat sheepishly got off the
ground. Kristy could see that Mark was going to get a black eye really
soon. Matthew was licking on a bloody lip. She had them follow her
into the house, telling them to take off their damp jackets and jeans.

The boys took off their jackets, but were reluctant to remove their
jeans. They weren't embarrassed about having their mother see them
half-naked. After all, she saw them completely naked every Monday.
They just didn't want her to know that they weren't wearing any
underpants and that their briefs were stuffed inside their jeans, barely
caught up on the crotch of the pants. They knew their mother was
smart enough to figure out what kind of game they had been playing
at Cindy's house.

"We'll take our jeans off later," Mark said.

"Yeah, way later," Matthew agreed, backing up his brother. As far as
the two boys were concerned their argument was over. While they
enjoyed bickering, their spats rarely led to a physical confrontation.
But, whatever forms their arguments took, when they were over life
went on for them. Once the bad blood was out of their system, they
never held a grudge against one another, even those rare times they
got physical with each other.  The time it took for balance to be
reached varied, however. It wasn't always instantaneous.

Dinner at the Kirkwood residence was a bit more harried than usual.
Mark and Matthew weren't talking to each other. Mark's black eye
and Matthew's swollen lip led to comments from their twin sisters,
which led to rebuttal from the twin boys, which led to their parents
having to calm the tribe down, which led to a lot of crankiness. Scott
and Kristy were happy that most family dinners were calm, enjoyable
affairs, instead of the stress filled one happening at the moment.

After dinner, the boys were told they would be on restriction until the
end of Christmas break. The restriction didn't bother them since they
didn't have much planned until school started. Also, they knew if they
were good, their parents would usually cut back on the length.

That night, Mark and Matthew brushed their teeth separately instead
of together, peed separately instead of together, and retired to their
own beds, wearing boxers and a t-shirt, instead going under the
covers nude. It was like they were doing all they could to hide from
each other. Not a word was shared between them. They were polite
to their parents when they received their evening tucking in, but kept
the conversation brief. The lights went off and the dark room was
quiet, save the soft breathing of the boys.

Matthew heard the rustling of sheets and blankets and the thump of
bare feet hitting the area rug covering the wooden floor. He saw the
shadow of his twin brother moving to his bed, and then watched as
Mark removed his t-shirt and boxers, leaving them both on the floor.
Even in the dark, he couldn't help but admire the slender, but athletic,
body of his twin brother, knowing that he looked just as good.

Matthew knew something interesting was about to happen. As Mark
stood next to his brother's bed, Matthew removed his boxers and
kicked them to the end of the bed. Mark pulled up the covers and
crawled into the bed next to Matthew. Matthew's little cock instantly
became a rock hard, stubby three-inch boner. For some reason he
felt a sexual excitement he had never experienced before, even
earlier in the day in Cindy's bedroom. As Mark climbed into his bed,
Matthew noticed that his brother had a boner as well.

"I'm sorry, Mattie," Mark said. "I was kind of snarky at Cindy's. I'm
sorry I made you mad."

"Well, I was mean to you. But maybe you deserved it." Apologies
between the brothers were done in their own way and took their own
sweet time.

"Maybe, I dunno. But I love you, Mattie."

"I love you, too, Marky."

"Don't call me Marky."

Matthew kissed his brother's cheek. "Okay."

"I got something you didn't today, and it wasn't fair."

"You mean an orgism?

"It's called an orgasm."

"Same difference. Did it feel good?"

"It was the best feeling I ever had. It's not fair that you didn't get one. I
think we both should have one."

"How am I going to get one?"

Mark answered by pulling the sheet and blankets back, pulling his
brother's t-shirt up to his chest, and going down on his hard, hairless,
preadolescent cock. He had thought long and hard about how to end
the bad blood between the two of them. While neither of them minded
having a good argument or fight on occasion, they also didn't like to
have the bad feelings they generated lasting too long. They loved
each other too much for that. All evening, Mark had thought about the
best way to make amends, and sucking his brother's penis was his
solution.

"Mark, you're sucking my dick," Matthew squawked in surprise.

Mark lifted his head. "No duh, Sherlock," he said with just the right
amount of sibling sass. He quickly put his brother's dick back into his
mouth. He did to Matthew what he remembered Stacy doing to him.
He used his lips and his tongue. He worked his head up and down
the three-inch shaft. He invented ways of his own to make his brother
feel as good, or even better, than he had in Cindy's bedroom.

Mark could tell Matthew was getting close as his cock seemed to get
harder and thicker. He could also tell because Matthew started to
fuck his mouth and squeal in his light young boy soprano, just like
he'd done when Stacy sucked him.

"Oh, wowsers, Mark, that feels so awesomely good. Shit, be careful, I
might pee in your mouth."

Mark gave a muffled "Mmmmmffffff," and kept sucking his twin's cock.
It only took a couple of more minutes for Matthew to try to shove his
cock right down Mark's throat. He shoved himself in as deep as he
could, his smooth pubic area coming right against Mark's upper lip.
He felt his cock twitch and shake inside of Mark's mouth at the same
time Mark felt the results of Matthew's orgasm. Matthew shook and
shivered and moaned as he saw all of the stars in the universe go
nova right before his eyes.

The brothers snuggled after Matthew came down from the high
induced by his first ever orgasm. Mark could tell instinctively that
Matthew had produced a more intense orgasm than he'd had that
afternoon.

"That was too awesome," Matthew said quietly. "I need to do that
again."

"Me, too," Mark said.

"I'm not sucking your cock," Matthew said.

Mark kissed his brother's cheek. "Not until your lip is better." Matthew
knew that his twin was right, but he wasn't ready to acknowledge it.
Before covering the two of them with the bedding, he pulled off his t-
shirt so they could sleep naked together, which was their favorite way
of sleeping.

Scott looked in on them a little after midnight when he headed for bed
later than he'd intended. He smiled when he saw them snuggled
together. Their latest fight had been reconciled. He paid no mind to
the t-shirts and underpants strewn on the floor.

The next morning, Kristy was happy to see that the twins were their
normal rambunctious selves. She treated Matthew's mouth and
Mark's eye and listened to their inane ramblings, feeling good that
things were back to normal, or at least as normal as things got in the
Kirkwood household. She was tempted to shorten their restriction so
they could meet with friends before school resumed.

Next: A Sense of Justice