Date: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 10:33:36 -0300
From: Bowie Grant <west_halifax@hotmail.com>
Subject: Twins And The Family

Authors Note: So I found this story on an old floppy disk of all things; I
had completely forgotten about it.  I'm going to guess I wrote this in 2005
or 2006.  Rather than doing significant editing on it I thought I would
submit it and, if people enjoy this and want more, then I can continue on
and try to improve.  I hope you enjoy and feedback is certainly welcome.



Twins And The Family

By Bowie Grant



It all started one summer weekend.  You know ... that's a terrible
beginning because it really started with puberty.  I never thought about
sex before that.  I had never looked at my twin brother the way I did now,
at the age of 14 and a half.  We were easy to tell apart because we had
different hair styles: my brother, Scott, had the same light brown hair
color as me but his was shaggy and very much in style for 2004 when this
all started.  I, on the other hand kept my hair short, maybe an inch at
most.  Oddly enough, I'm the musician and he is the athlete, our hairstyles
probably should have been flip flopped.  I play bass and do a little bit of
DJ'ing as well.  My brother is an aspiring triathlete and is thusly a bit
stronger and more toned than I am.  Also he's much more tanned most of the
time.  I spent a great deal of time in the garage even in summer and I tend
to be a bit pale.  Any way that's enough of that for now.

My brother had come home that day talking about how he had made out with
this girl Mandy all day.  I wasn't interested.  I had figured out by this
point that I liked guys, although I was doing my best to deny it.  He kept
going on and on about how great kissing was, and all I could notice was how
red his lips seemed to be ... much more red than normal.  He ran his hands
through his mane of hair and I tried to look away.  I melted a little every
time he did that, which was frequently.  I tried to deny those feelings of
crushing on my twin, but I couldn't help it, I thought he was so beautiful
... much more so than I believed myself to be.  Ever since puberty it
seemed I had wanted to touch him, and yet nothing happened.  We both
discovered masturbation but we didn't share it with each other.  I had seen
him naked plenty of times, but never hard.  Of course I knew he would look
basically like me, and yet I so wanted to see it.

	`You need to go out and get a girl,' he said.  `Making out is
awesome, and I bet Mandy will go down on me next time too.'

	`That's great,' I said dismissively.

	`Something wrong?'

	`I just want to know what kissing is like.  You go on about it all
the freakin' time.'

	`Well you need to get out and get a girl, Seamus.'  Yes, Seamus is
my name.  He gets Scott, I get Seamus.  I plan on finding out what that was
all about some day.

	`But I wouldn't know how to do it.'

	Scott laughed a little at that.  `I learned by doing it.  You've
got to start somewhere.'

	`You could teach me.'  It slipped out.  I hadn't meant to say it.

	`Say what?'

	`Nothing ... I only meant that ... um ... you could teach me how to
get a girlfriend.'  I stammered hopelessly, knowing he wouldn't believe me.
He was a clever kid.

	`Come on brother (we call each other `brother' most of the time)
that was a lame cover.  You can't expect me to buy that?'

	I leaned against the ladder of our bunk beds and hung my head.
`No,' I said, `I can't expect you to believe that.'  I did not dare look at
him.  I couldn't.  My face was burning with embarrassment and fear that I
had somehow just admitted to something far too weird.  He said nothing.  He
just took a step closer from the door, then two steps, then three and by
the fourth step he had pulled my face upward and planted his lips on mine.
It was electric, that is all I can say.  I tingled from head to toe and I
felt charged, I felt like I would glow in the dark.  He pulled away for a
moment and swiped the hair from in front of his green eyes before kissing
me again, this time much harder than the last.  He pushed me against the
ladder, the rungs pressing into my back and my brother pressing into my
front.  It was my fantasy come to life, and my cock showed it.  It had
swelled the second his lips met mine and now it was straining, throbbing
through my boxers and jeans.  I could feel his dick pressing against me.  I
slid my hand down his tight t-shirt, feeling the sinewy tone beneath.  I
was preparing to slide my hand into his jeans when a noise distracted us.
It was the loud thump of our mother dropping the laundry basket.  Scott had
forgotten to close the door behind him, and judging from the look on her
face she had seen everything.  She did not seem mad though.  If anything,
she seemed curious.

We were completely frozen, not knowing how she was going to react.  Our
mother was a feisty red head and she could yell with the best of them.  She
still had long hair and though she may be a bit voluptuous now, all our
friends thought she was hot.  She was only up to our shoulders now, Scott
and I had grown considerably and were now both nearly 5'10.  The laundry
sat on the floor forgotten and our mother stepped into the room, closing
the door behind her.

	`What is going on?' she asked quietly.

	I responded as quickly as possible, `It's my fault I made him kiss
me because I wanted to know what it was like.'

	`You didn't make me,' said Scott as though scandalized.  `I
wouldn't have kissed you if I wasn't curious.'

	`Shut up, you idiot,' I muttered.  I didn't want Scott to get into
trouble for what I had done, or had wanted.

	`Neither of you are in trouble.  Your father and I have been
debating for a while now about when we should talk to you about sex.
Obviously now is the time.  I think he just got home,' she called his name,
`Max!  Come into the boy's room.'

It seemed to take an eternity for our dad to arrive.  Max was actually our
step-father.  Our biological father abandoned us when we were infants.  I
don't remember him at all.  Max on the other hand left a great impression
on us.  He was a big, strapping machinist, with rugged features and a body
to match.  But he was one of the kindest people I knew.  He was always open
about everything, and he cared a great deal for our mother.

	`I just caught the boys making out,' she said in a surprisingly
amused way.

	`I see,' he said.  `Just like Steve and me.  So it's time to give
them a lesson is it?'

	Scott and I looked at each other completely nonplussed.  Steve,
assuming he was referring to the same one, was Max's older brother.  We had
never met him, but we knew he lived in San Francisco and was a banker of
some sort.

	`We wanted to show you what sex was like boys.  If you're not
comfortable with it, just tell us and we'll stop.' And with that my mother
turned to Max and kissed him heavily.  My brother and I merely gaped as
they kissed passionately in the middle of our bedroom.  We both backed up
to allow them more space, and access to the bottom bunk which jutted out
perpendicular to the top.  In what seemed like no time they were undressed.
Scott was staring avidly at mother, while I, although curious about both
was fixated on Max.  His muscles were well defined and covered with dark
hair.  His dick was so fat I wasn't sure if my hand could fit around it,
though it may not have been much over six inches.  It was veiny and
muscular looking like the rest of him but unlike Scott and me, he was
circumcised.  The mushroom head was massive and purple; his balls did not
hang low but were large.

My mother kissed his neck and knelt on the ground.  Scott and I were
looking at them in side profile, taking it all in.  My mother licked Max's
sack, dangling his balls on her tongue while he groaned satisfaction.  She
licked his thick shaft and began to take it in her mouth, softly at first
and then deeply and fully.  Max grunted with pleasure.  Everything seemed
to meld together, and so it seemed like I had merely blinked and they had
changed positions.  Max had laid my mother down on the bed and spread her
legs wide.  Scott and I adjusted our positions so as to get a better
vantage point; we shifted to the left to get a full view of our mother's
pussy.  Max licked the area, he nibbled the bits of skin softly, and licked
some more.  We could see her pussy getting wet from where we were standing,
our dicks pressing hard in our pants.  And then, to our even greater
surprise, she said: `Boys, take off your clothes if you want to learn
more.'

Scott nearly fell over in his willingness to comply, not that I was any
more reserved.  I tore down my jeans and flung my shirt over my head and
almost without realizing it, I was completely naked and rock hard in front
of my family.  Scott took a quick glance at me, and then looked avidly
toward our parents.  I, on the other hand took in Scott as best I could.
His thin body so tightly defined his tiny nipples just like mine, and a
beautiful uncut cock about five inches.  Mine was five inches as I had
measured the week before.  Although ours might not have been as thick as
Max's even if you put them together.  Max saw me looking at Scott, and he
looked back at me in a kindly and almost knowing way.
	`Scott,' he beckoned, `come and lick right here.  Gently, mind you.
That's the clit, lick that gently, she loves it.  Max moved out of the way
to let Scott take over and whispered something into my mother's ear.  She
smiled and nodded in reply before gasping.  `Oh, Scott ... just like that.'

	Max approached me and leaned down to face to whisper into my ear.
Max was about six foot three, and strapping like I said.  `You probably
don't want to try that,' he said softly.  `It is okay if you're gay you
know,' he said.

	`How ... I'm not ... I mean ... how?'  This may have been the least
articulate sentence I have ever uttered.

	`I know, because you looked at Scott the way Steve used to look at
me.  Steve is gay Seamus, and it's okay.'  And then Max kissed me.  It was
much different from Scott.  Max's face was full of scruff and it scratched
a little but it did not bother me.  It felt good against my soft skin.
Even Max's kiss seemed muscular.  He picked me up and carried me nearer to
the bed, kissing me all the way.  Next to my mother on the bed is where he
sat me, she was moaning with pleasure and whispering encouragement to Scott
who was avidly licking her clit and pussy.  `Scotty hun, stand up for your
brother,' she said.

Scott did as was suggested and stood in front of me, cock dripping precum
just as mine was.  What could I do?  I began to lick, taking in every
sensation: the taste, the texture, it amazed me.  I kissed his dick softly,
I pulled back the foreskin and I sucked gently on the head.  `Go on Seamus,
do it,' Scott said to me and I obeyed.  I began to take his dick into my
mouth, running my tongue over it and rocking my head back and forth.  Scott
loved it, I stole a glance at Max who was still rock hard.  He gave me a
thumbs up of encouragement.  I wanted both cocks.  I don't know what had
come over me but I wanted everything.

	`Okay boys I want to try something,' said my mother.  I was
disappointed and reluctantly I stopped sucking on Scott's dick.  She laid
us down on the bed opposite each other then adjusted us so that our cocks
and balls were nearly touching, my legs were positioned over top of Scott's
to get us into this rather puzzle like position.  Obviously mother had a
plan for this.  She straddled us as best she could facing Scott with her
back to me, and before she explained what she was going to do both our
pricks slid into her wet pussy.  I could feel my own cock pressing against
my brothers as my mother rode up and down, aided by Max.  In what seemed
like no time Scott moaned loudly and I could feel his cum flow onto my dick
making my mother's cunt even slicker.  She rode us some more as Scott
stayed rock hard.  I was trying my best not to cum because I was afraid
this would all end if I did.  After a few more minutes Max helped her off
of us.  Both our dicks were covered in cum and mom licked us clean.  I sat
up again and Max's cock was right in front of me.  He did not expect it,
but I went for it.  It was quite a chore getting his massive head into my
mouth but it was worth it.  I sucked with all my might, I took it as deep
as I could (which I admit wasn't much) and was rewarded with the most
glorious moans I had ever heard.

	I could feel the veins pulsing in my mouth, but he pulled me off of
him and smiled.  `You're very good, but there's so much more to show you.'
He spun me around and bent me over exposing my hairless butt crack.  I had
no idea what this was about but I soon learned.  Max got to his knees and
began licking my little pucker.  I was just odd at first, but then as I got
into it I realized how good it felt.  He spread my cheeks and licked
harder, his tongue delving into the crevasse and I groaned for more.  I
could feel the precum dripping from my cock as he licked and from there it
only got better.  He wet one of his thick machinist fingers and gently
worked it around my asshole, and with great subtlety began to work it in
until it was buried to the hilt.  He finger fucked me gently and I thought
my eyes would pop out of my head it felt so good.  I didn't know what he
was pressing on but the feeling amazed me I pushed my ass back, hungry for
more and he obliged.  I had not realized my mother had left briefly but she
returned with a bottle of some clear liquid which Max poured liberally over
his two thickest and longest fingers.  Again, he took some time pushing
them I groaned with pleasure and I could feel both my mother's and Scott's
hands gently rubbing my back.

	A third finger made its way in.  It was much less comfortable now
but I didn't care.  I wanted this to happen so badly.  I had never imagined
it before and yet as it happened it seemed like I had been waiting my whole
life to get fucked.  `Do you want Max to go further, Seamus?' my mother
asked quietly.

	`Yes,' I moaned, `please.'

	Once again Max turned me around and this time tipped me onto the
bed, pulling my legs up with my ass right at the side.  He was lubing up
his dick as he spoke softly to me, `We'll go easy.  If you want me to stop
just say so.'  At the same time my mother had take the same position next
to me and had brought Scott over to her.  I could see as I lay there
waiting, Scott insert his dick and begin to fuck her.  I watched his tight
stomach work, all the abs were visible.  Max brought the head of his fat
cock to my ass and pushed in slightly, I inhaled deeply as it stung but I
grabbed his arm imploring him not to pull out.  I took deep, steadying
breaths and the pain subsided.  He pushed in a bit more.  More pain, sharp
intake of breath and Max held in place.  This scenario of pain, breath, and
pause continued a few more times but Max seemed to get a little further
each time.  It seemed easier now to take it though I still wasn't
comfortable.  He gently fucked me with just the head for a while before
sliding in another inch, and then another, and another.  By the time I felt
his balls pressed against my ass it was nothing but pleasure.  The pain had
gone entirely.

	`Are you okay, Seamus?' he asked me.

	`Yes,' I said softly, `keep going.'

	I looked over at my brother, and he grinned at me.  He was fucking
my mother vigorously and she loved every minute of it.  Her skin had
flushed and she moaned deeply every time Scott pushed into her.

	Max fucked me gently, and slowly pushing deep each time he went
back in and hitting that magic spot inside me.  I moaned every time he did
so, and I said his name.  I could feel something building in side me.  At
first I thought I need to go to the washroom.  But every time Max buried
his fat tool in me I felt it growing closer.  I arched my back
instinctively, causing him to hit the spot with even more precision.  I
began to tremble from head to toe and I said his name again, `Max, don't
stop ... don't,' and I moaned in ecstasy as cum flowed copiously from my
cock.  I had not stroked it as Max fucked me but the pleasure was so much.
It flowed all over my stomach, a thick, wet, white reminder of pleasure and
ecstasy.  My body continued to shudder but Max did not stop, he kept
fucking me and I kept feeling good.  I could hear my brother Scott
groaning, his skin too was flushed and I knew he must be close.

	`Scott, cum in my mouth, please.'

	He nodded and pulled out of my mother and straddled himself across
my chest.  I pushed my head up and took his cock into my mouth tasting the
mixture of precum and pussy juice.  He bucked his hips and soon he shook as
his load burst into my mouth, flowing over my tongue and down my throat as
I swallowed.  He pulled out and rolled over on top of my mother and lie
there, both sets of eyes on Max and me.  Max began to fuck harder and
harder, he stood up slightly spread my legs wide and pushed them up so that
my ankles were next to my face and yet he kept hitting that magic spot.

	Max began to make deep, deliberate thrusts.  I could feel his cock
swelling inside me, and my own orgasm once again brewing.  In one massive
thrust I felt jets of hot cum flow into my ass while at the same time
feeling them on my chest as the cum once again flowed from my prick.

	I was shaking almost violently with pleasure.  I thought I had just
had the best experience anyone could possibly have.  I was mistaken.