Date: Sun, 21 Nov 1999 15:05:16 -0600
From: dc1970 <dc1970@hotmail.com>
Subject: SHANE, HIS BROTHER, AND ME

This story is a work of fiction.  The people in the story are figments of
my own imagination, and bear no resemblance to anyone outside of my
head.  This is a story involving sexual acts between men.  If you
don't like stories of this nature, or if you are not old enough to
be looking at these stories, all you have to do is leave now.  I hope you
enjoy my first attempt at writing gay erotica.  I do welcome comments and
suggestions, but if you are going to be mean don't bother writing.
Enjoy part one, part two will be available soon.



SHANE, HIS BROTHER, AND ME

There is a guy who I work with whose name is Shane. He is horribly and
perpetually straight. But damn he is beautiful. I can honestly say that
he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. You would think so too. He
is about six feet, two inches tall. His blonde hair, the color of wheat
mixed with sunlight that is cut close around the neck and ears but longer
on top. At work he keeps his hair slicked back like those movie stars
from the golden era of Hollywood. He has the most amazing blue eyes that
God ever put on a man. They look like deep pools of ice blue water. His
skin is so smooth and he is always tanned like he spends his weekends
lying on the beaches of Jamaica. You would think this would be enough,
but there's more. His body is a complete gift from Heaven. I know
that he works out four days a week so the muscles you can almost see
through his suits are well deserved. He is an absolute Adonis.

Now that you have an idea of what he looks like I will tell you where
this story begins. It is no secret at work that I am gay. Everyone knows,
and no one seems to have a problem with it. Especially Shane. Like I said
he is straight. But many times we have talked about the fact that his
brother is gay. He is actually really cool about it. Shane and I have
been good friends since he started working at the magazine office about
six months ago. We work out together, go out for drinks after work, and
even go to each other's apartment to watch football, basketball, or
baseball, depending on what season it my be.

I have tried to keep my relationship with Shane strictly friendly. There
is no way I can get away from being attracted to him. As I said, he is
probably the most beautiful man I have ever known. Even so, I would not
jeopardize spending time with him by making advances that may cause him
to shut me out of his life. Being friends with a straight man is not
foreign to me. My best friend all through college was straight. We are
close to this day. So I know how to handle myself. But something happened
last week that I wasn't sure how to handle.

I was sitting at my desk when my computer chirped, "Master, I have mail
for you." I opened up my e-mail and there was a message from Shane. It
was not unusual for me to get e-mail from him so I just figured it was
business related. But as I started reading, I realized this message was
far from business material. This is what it said.

"Jay,
My brother Shawn is coming in town for the weekend. I have talked about
you so much and he is very interested in meeting you. I know you aren't
seeing anyone so I thought you might want to go out with us on Friday and
show him around a little. So you won't feel like it's a date or anything,
I will go with you. It will really be just like three guys hanging out.
If you are up to it, let me know.
Shane"

We had talked a lot before so Shane knew that I hated blind dates. But
going out with him and his brother just as guys going out, I had no
problem with. I wrote back and told him that would be cool. I assumed
that he wanted me to show them a couple of gay bars and a restaurant or
two so I started planning the places we should go.

When Friday came and the workday was done, we went to the airport to pick
Shawn up. On the way to the airport Shane and I started talking about his
brother. "Jay, there's something I haven't told you about Shawn."

"What is it? Does he have three arms or something?"

He laughed and said, "No, it's nothing like that. It's actually Kind of
cool."

"Well what is it then?"

"Shawn is my twin brother."

"Are you serious?" I was so shocked. It was a good thing he was driving
because I really think I would have wrecked the car. "Why wouldn't you
have told me that before?"

"I don't know. I just don't think about it that much any more." He
doesn't think about it? How could he not? Doesn't he look in the mirror
day after day? I just don't understand how he could and not think how
great it is to have another one of him running around.

"Are you identical twins or--or, Oh shit what's that other word?"

"The word is fraternal," He said in a somewhat disgusted tone, "But we
are identical."

I was about to be in Heaven and almost never knew about it. Here was my
secret love, the man I had been jacking off to for months, telling me
that there was another version of him, and I was about to meet him. My
mind was reeling at all of the possibilities now.

We talked a little more about them. He explained that even though they
looked alike, there were serious differences between their personalities.
"What do you mean?" I asked, hoping that they weren't going to be too
drastically different. "Well, for one thing, Shawn is a lot more quite
than I am. He was always the 'shy guy' and I was always the out-going
one." That wasn't so different. He told me how Shawn had told him when
they were sixteen that he thought he might be gay, and how he helped
Shawn deal with that. Shane was there when Shawn came out to his parents,
who, by the way, took it a lot better than either boy thought they would.
Shane said that they have always been very supportive of Shawn, and they
don't treat the boys any different because of their sexual preferences.
He went on to tell me that after college he and his brother had accepted
jobs on opposite sides of the state. Where as Shane became a reporter for
the sports magazine we worked for, Shawn had gone back to their hometown
to become a PE teacher and soccer coach.

We arrived at the airport, parked the car, and headed for the terminal
where Shawn's plane was to arrive. We somehow managed to be about ten
minutes early. So we stopped to have a beer in the airport lounge, and
Shane continued to tell more stories of the childhood he had shared with
his twin brother, Shawn. I think my favorite story was the one about the
time in their junior year of high school when Shane walked in on Shawn
with his dick down the throat of the varsity football team's star
quarterback. The guy was so scared when Shane walked in that he
accidentally bit down on Shawn's dick. Then in the process of getting his
stuff together and hurrying out of the house he fell and hit his head
against the bedroom door. Shane spent two hours bandaging the guy's head,
and Shawn's other head. Shane said that Shawn walked like he had just rode
a horse for twelve hours straight for the next week while his dick
healed. We finished our beer and laughed all the way to the terminal
gate. We got there just in time to see the door open and passengers start
coming off the plane.

Shawn was practically the last person off the plane. When he walked down
the ramp I just about came in my pants. There was no doubt that these two
were twins. This had to be a dream. Now there was not just one, but two
of this beautiful god that I had been lusting after for the past six
months. Shawn was an exact replica of Shane. Even their hair was cut the
same. And I don't know if they called each other to plan what they were
wearing, but they had on the exact same clothes. Right down to their
shoes and socks.

Shane introduced us and I think I stammered a hello, but I am not sure.
All I could think about was getting this guy out of his clothes and
having all of my fantasies about Shane coming true. I had to remind
myself that this wasn't Shane, he was Shawn. We walked to the baggage
turn style to get Shawn's bag then we headed off to Shane's so we could
all change and get ready to go to dinner. I had planned a very casual
nite, but included enough excitement that I didn't think Shawn would be
bored. I also didn't want Shane to feel too uncomfortable so I had
decided on a couple of clubs with a pretty mixed crowd. On the way to the
apartment the two gods in the front seat caught up on what was going on
with their parents, their jobs, and friends that they shared back home.
I, on the other hand, sat in the back seat quietly massaging the bulge
that had begun to tent the front of my pants. All the while I was
imagining what this night and this weekend would bring about. I had long
ago realized that Shane was straight and that nothing could ever happen
between us. But now the situation was changed. Even though Shawn was not
Shane I still had the possibility of having the next best thing to the
man of my dreams. "What are you doing," I thought as we drove along.
"What makes you think that Shawn is even going to want you?" I forced
myself to come back to reality and tried to put all of those thoughts out
of my head. When we pulled up to the apartment, my dick had finally
returned to a less conspicuous state and I was able to get into the
apartment without either of the brothers know what had been happening in
the back seat.

Shane's apartment had two bedrooms, and each of them had it's own
bathroom. Shane showed his brother to the guestroom and then he and I
went toward the living room. He told me I could use the shower in his
room first so I took the gym bag I had brought with me to his room and
went into take a shower. As I took off my clothes and turned on the
water, not too warm, what I really needed was a cold shower.  I began to
look at myself in the mirror on the back of Shane's door. In comparison
to the twins in the other parts of the house, I was quite equal to them
in looks. I hadn't really thought about it before, but I was pretty good
looking. I too am about six feet tall. I work out just as often as Shane
does and even though I am not quite as bulky as he is, I do have a very
nice body. Not exactly like the body of one of those underwear models on
the billboards you see in Times Square, but very close. In contrast to
the twins, my hair is almost black, and my eyes are green. "Why wouldn't
Shawn want me?" With a little bit brighter outlook on this evening I got
into the shower. As I soaped up and started washing, the thoughts started
coming back from earlier. My dick started to rise again with the thought
of Shawn in the other shower. I could see the water running over the dark
rounds of his ass and streaming into the crack. I imagined myself on my
knees behind him washing his ass with my tongue. I soaped up his dick and
began jacking him off while my tongue darted in and out of his hole. Just
then there was a knock at the door that quickly brought me out of my
stupor.

"Hey, man, you gonna take all night in there?" It was Shane.

"No, I'll be out in a second."

I turned off the hot water and rinsed myself off with only cold, hoping
that would help my dick shrink. It worked so I got out, dried off and
went into the bedroom with a towel around my waist.

When I walked into the bedroom Shane was there completely naked and
bending over getting something out of a drawer. I let out a sort of
scream that made Shane jump. I felt so stupid. I must have sounded like a
little girl because he started laughing. I have seen him naked before in
the shower at the gym so it really shouldn't have been such a big deal.
But after the thoughts I had just been having, his extremely hot naked
ass, bent over looking like he was waiting for it to be fucked was not
what I needed to see right at that moment. I too started laughing and
pretended to be horrified at seeing him there in such a compromising
position, but I don't really think it worked. He didn't seem too phased
as he walked past me and into the bathroom. In fact, it could have been
my imagination, but I think he took a couple of looks at the area of the
towel that was holding, my slowly rising dick. I really needed to get a
handle on this.

I quickly finished drying off and got dressed. I was standing at the
mirror drying my hair with a blow dryer when Shane came out of the
bathroom. He was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear that were stark
white in contrast to the darkness of his smooth tanned skin. Those must
have been what he was getting out of the drawer. I could see in the
mirror that he had said something but I couldn't hear because of the
dryer. I turned it off and said, "I'm sorry what did you say?"

"I said, don't forget you left your clothes on the floor in there. I
wouldn't want you to leave anything."

"Oh thanks." I said, then turned the dryer back on to finish my hair. I
kept looking in the mirror behind me to watch Shane as he finished drying
off. The muscles of his back moved like I finely tuned machine. When he
lifted the towel to dry his hair, I just can't find the words to describe
how his pecs and his abs worked together to present a picture more
beautiful than I have ever seen before. I almost fell over when he bent
over to dry off his legs and feet. There was that ass again. Only this
time those tight white underwear covered it. I have always had an
underwear fetish, and the sight of that snow white cotton stretched
across that round mountain of ass flesh sent shivers down my spine and
around to my dick. It was happening again. This time I knew I was going
to explode if my dick got completely hard again. I was finished with the
dryer anyway so after turning it off I put it down and told Shane I was
going to get a beer. "Do you want one?"

"Sure, but I'll be out in just a minute. I'll get it." I said okay and
left as fast as I could. The view from the rear was distressing enough.
When he turned around and I saw the outline of his dick and those huge
balls I have fantasized about countless times I had to get out of there
quickly because there was no hiding the bulge in my jeans now.

I got my beer and then went into the living room, turned on the t.v. and
started flipping through the channels. About ten minutes later Shawn came
in and sat on the sofa opposite the chair I had sat in. "You clean up
real well," I said hoping he wouldn't notice the dreamy look in my eyes.
He was an absolute angel sitting there in a tight white t-shirt and the
tightest Levi's I have ever seen. Even sitting on the couch I could see
how the clung to every inch of his muscular frame. I knew if I saw his
ass in those jeans I was going to die. When Shane finally came out of the
bedroom he was wearing the exact same thing as Shawn. How the hell did
they do this? I knew this was going to be the longest, most grueling
night of my life.

I made it through dinner just fine. Shawn and I started getting to know
each other, and the three of us had a lot of laughs as we all told stories
about our families, our child hoods, and work. Shawn had some great
stories to tell about Shane as a kid. After dinner we went for a drive
around the city. Shawn had never been to Chicago so Shane and I took him
all over. We did this for about an hour and a half then we decided to hit
one of the clubs I had suggested. We spent almost three hours drinking
and dancing, just the three of us. They brought up the idea before we
went into the club that none of us would find dates this evening. Since
it was a mixed club, finding a date for any of us would not have been a
problem. Shane said, "Even though we could get dates, this is a special
night, and I think we should just hang out together." I thought it was
strange that they wouldn't want to find dates, especially Shane. He's
always on the look out for a hot girl to take home and fuck. But I was
very content to spend the whole night with these two beautiful guys. I
knew that everyone in the whole place would be looking at them and I
loved the feeling that they would all be envying me because I was the one
with them so I agreed to the plan. What would happen later never even
entered my mind at the time.

When we left the club it was obvious that we had all had too much to
drink, and that we shouldn't drive. I suggested we call a cab, but Shane
said, "No, I had a feeling this would happen, so I have made other
arrangements."

"What do you mean? What other arrangements are you talking about." I
asked looking at Shane inquisitively. I noticed the two of them look at
each other. "What's going on with you two?"

About the time I got that sentence out the two of them stepped aside and
a black limo pulled up to the curb. "Christ, what is going on?"

"Don't worry about it, just get in, and enjoy the ride," Shawn said as he
opened the door. I got in the car and the two of them followed behind me.
"We have planned a little something for you."

By this time I was getting very nervous. What the hell was going on? The
car pulled away and we began winding our way through downtown. Shane had
taken a bottle of champagne out of the small bar next to his seat. He was
seated facing the back of the car, while Shawn and I were facing front.
Shawn got three glasses and his brother filled them with the champagne.
Once the glasses were filled and we all had our glass, Shane said, "Jay,
I haven't been completely honest with you."

"What do you mean? What's going on?" By now I was starting to sober up. I
was more than a bit nervous. All kinds of horrible thoughts were going
through my head. Among other things, I thought, "Maybe they are really
gay bashers and this is some elaborate way of setting me up." I couldn't
figure out what was happening. "Are you two crazy? Are you gonna kill
me?" They laughed. "This isn't funny. What the hell is going on?"

"Jay, man, don't be so dramatic," Shane said through his laughter. "It's
nothing like that."

"We aren't going to kill you," Shawn put his hand on my leg. "We just
have a surprise for you."

Shane went on, "Jay, you and I have become really good friends over the
past few months. You've helped me out a lot, and Shawn agreed to help me
show my appreciation to you. So calm down. Let's have a toast."

They lifted their glasses. I just kept looking at them. From one to the
other, and then back at the glasses. Slowly I raised my glass to theirs.
"To you, Jay," Shawn began. "For all you have done to help my brother, we
dedicate the rest of this week end to you." They clinked their glasses to
mine and drank. I was still looking at them confused.  But slowly I
raised my glass to drink.

As I finished the glass of champagne, the limo stopped.  I could hear the
driver get out and come around to the door where Shawn was sitting.  The
door opened and Shawn got out.  Shane nudged me to go ahead of him, but
it took a few minutes for my body to decide to work.  When I finally got
out I was surprised to see that we were at huge hotel in downtown
Chicago.  I was so out of it I can't even remember what the name
was.  Shane got out of the car behind me.  Then the driver got back in
the car and drove off.

"Well, here we are."  Shane said as he grabbed my arm and
led me into the lobby, and Shawn followed behind.  Shane let go of me and
left me standing in the middle of the lobby with Shawn as he went to the
desk to get the keys to our room.  I stood there looking around the empty
lobby wondering what the hell was happening to me.  This night had
started out great and now I felt like a trapped prisoner.  Just as I got
up the nerve to jet out the side entrance to the hotel, Shane came back
with the keys. " You know, Jay, you still look like a scared
rabbit."

"Well, I am a bit on the scared side," I said.  I know I was
shaking and I could feel that my eyes were the size of saucers. "
What are you guys doing?"

Shawn came from behind me and said," Trust me, this is something we
knew that you would enjoy."

"But, Jay, you've got to relax, man," Shane put his
arm around my shoulders and headed us toward the elevators." You
know that I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you."

As comforting as he sounded, I still couldn't get myself to relax.
Shane was my closest friend and I should know that what he was saying was
true, but this was all so uncomfortable.  The ride up the elevator was
quiet.  The twins just kept looking at each other with those grins
they'd had since we left the club.  We got to the door of the room
Shawn took a blind fold from his pocket and asked me to turn toward
Shane.  Reluctantly, I turned to Shane, who said, "We've
reached the end of the journey, Jay.  I know you're scared, but
please know that nothing bad is going to happen to you.  If you
don't want anything that we have planned to happen once we get
inside, you are free to leave.  Do you understand?"

Something in the way he looked at me sent waves of electricity through
me, and all at once I was flooded with a rush of desire.  My mind finally
stopped thinking that something was wrong and I was able to open my mind
to what may be getting ready to happen.  Shane must have noticed the
change in my face because he looked behind me and nodded to Shawn.  Just
then the blindfold Shawn had been holding was dropped down over my eyes
and tied pretty tightly at the back of my head.  I heard the key turning
in the door and then I felt one of them take me by the shoulders and lead
me into the unseen room.

"Stay right here," It was Shawn, "Don't remove
the blindfold, and wait for us to tell you what to do next."  With
that I heard them both walk off in the same direction.  I am not sure but
I think I also heard the sound of a kiss.  You know the sound that those
soap opera actors make when they kiss someone on screen.  I stood there
alone for what seem like forever.  All the time images started running
through my mind of what may be happening to me.  Was it possible that
these two beautiful brothers had brought me here to show me just how
close they really were? "But I know Shane is straight," I
thought to myself. "There's no way he is going to be a part
of anything that may be sexual."

Just then I heard the two of them emerge from someplace on a far side of
the room.  In unison they said, "Stay right where you are and make
no attempt to move."  A few seconds later I felt someone's
hands on the buckle of the belt I had been wearing.  But I didn't
know who it was.

"Who is that?" I asked.  No answer.   After the belt was
unbuckled, the hands pulled the bottom of my t-shirt out of my jeans.  I
reached out to see if maybe I could feel who it was, but the hands on my
shirt grabbed my own hands and placed them at my side before I could make
contact to feel who might be there.  I took that to mean I wasn't
supposed to move. "I guess I'm just supposed to stand
here?"  Again no answer as the hands returned to my shirt and it
was lifted over my head.  The room was cold and as the cold air touched
my naked flesh I could feel my nipples begin to harden.  Just then I felt
someone's lips rest against my right nipple. "Oh
shit," escaped my mouth and then a groan of extreme pleasure.  But
as quickly as they were there, they were gone.  I could sense whoever had
been there move away and then there was someone behind.  Whether it was
the same person as before, I could not tell.  All of a sudden there were
arms wrapped around me from behind, and there were lips pressed against
the back of my neck.  Goose bumps covered my entire body and I shivered
at the warm touch as the lips kissed all over my neck.  The hands that
had come around from the back began to unfasten the buttons of my
501's.  With each kiss on my neck, another button was slowly
unfastened until there were all finished.  By now my dick had not only
gotten hard, but I could feel the swollen head poking out from the top of
the boxer briefs I had put on earlier this evening.  Then the hands that
had been unfastening my jeans casually brushed the head that poked out of
my shorts.  And then the kissing stopped and the hands were pulled away.
I could feel the twin behind me move past me and the their voices came in
unison again. "Do you want this to stop?"

"Hell, no," was my quick reply.

Then Shane spoke as he walked toward me. "I am taking you into the
bathroom."  He began leading me," Once you are there, remove
the blindfold.  Remove the rest of you clothes and then put on the
clothes that are waiting for you.  When you are finished, knock on the
door and you will be brought back out.  You will not need to put the
blindfold back on."

Once in the bathroom I removed the blindfold and let my eyes adjust to
the light that was on.  I began to look around the room, but I
didn't see anything to put on.  I had to piss so I took a minute to
do that and then looked in the small closet that was connected to the
bathroom.  Folded neatly on a shelf was what appeared to be a pair of
pajama bottoms.  They were a very dark red, almost the color of blood.  I
took the pants out of the closest and began taking off my shoes, socks,
the jeans that has already been unfastened for me, and my briefs.  My
erection had gone down so I didn't have to worry about there being
a huge growth in the front of the pj's.  The pajama bottoms were
made of a silky material and as I slipped them on, the soft material made
my dick start to rise again.  This was starting to be too much.  I
wasn't sure how long on could take all of this.  After the
pj's were on and the hardening rod got more used to the material so
that it returned to a somewhat flaccid state, I moved to the door and
knocked.

The door was opened and before me stood one of the twins, although I
couldn't tell which one.  He then led me to the living room of what
I now was able to see was a suite of rooms.  The other twin was waiting
for us there as well.  The twins were both wearing the same pajama
bottoms as I had been instructed to put on.  I couldn't tell who
was who because each of them had on masks.  The type the Lone Ranger
wore, just the black ovals covering the top of their faces, with holes
where I could see the ice blue eyes of the two twin gods.  The two of
them stood side by side with their arms crossed over their massive
chests.  Then the twin on the left pointed to a spot in the middle of the
room and I took this to mean that I was to go there so I did. Once I got
to the middle of the room, the twins came up on either side of me.  The
twin on the right took me by the hand.  He placed my hand on his stomach
and then proceeded to move it slowly up his torso to his chest. He let go
and I continued to massage his round, full pecs, gently pinching the
nipples.  The twin on the right moved behind me and the kissing that had
been done before continued.  This time though I could also feel the
pressure of his swollen dick as it rubbed against my ass.  The other twin
reached up and began massaging my chest as I was doing to his.  He then
came forward and brought his lips to mine.  Our lips met in a passionate
kiss, more passionate than I had ever experienced before.  I could feel
the hands of the twin behind me come around between his brother and
myself.  He began to use the palm of his hand to rub up and down on my
dick while the back of his hand did the same to his twin.  I moved my
hands from the twin's chest around to his back and slowly made my
way down to the rounded mounds of his high tight ass.  I began squeezing
his ass and pulled him closer, causing the pressure of his
brother's hand to increase on both of our dicks.

The twin behind me stopped kissing my neck and removed his hand from
between his twin and myself.  This made it so that I could begin to grind
my dick against his brother's dick.  The silky material of the
pj's we were wearing was so thin they made it feel like there was
nothing between the two of us.  Although I couldn't see his hard
cock against my own, I could feel it and it was huge.  It had to be about
eight inches long and it felt like it was the as thick as my wrist.  Even
though the twin behind had stopped kissing my neck, he was still behind
me.  I could tell the he had sank down to the floor on his knees.  He
grabbed my hips and began kissing my ass through the pajamas.  His
brother stopped kissing me and moved into the same position in front of
me.  Both twins had their hands at my hips, one on top of the other.  The
twin in front began kissing my dick through the silky material. I was
lost in the euphoria of having one these two gods kissing all over my ass
and my dick.  I threw my head back as I began pressing my dick against
the kisses of the front twin.

After a few minutes of this double lipped treatment, I couldn't
believe it but I was getting close to shooting into the now wet material
covering my dick.  The twin there had stopped kissing and began sucking
on my dick and balls through the pj's.  A low growl escaped my
throat as he took both of my balls into his mouth and sucked hard on
them. "Man, you've got to stop that or I'm gonna
cum," I took the front twin's head in my hands.  The twin
looked up at me and said," We can't have that yet, can
we?"  Shit, this was Shane.  My mouth dropped open and all of a
sudden he realized what he had done.  There was no longer the mystery of
which twin was which.  His brother looked around from behind where he too
had stopped kissing and had begun to tongue the crack of my ass through
the wet material.  He slapped his brother on the shoulder.  I reached up
and took the mask off of Shane.  He began to smile that pearly white
smile I grown to adore over the past six months.  That smile had been
deadly.  Every time I saw it, my knees went weak and the stirring began
in my pants.  I always had to walk away or sit down quickly so that he
wouldn't see.  Now I could act on what I had been feeling all of
these months.  I grabbed Shane by the shoulders and raised him back up to
me.  I kissed him again.  Only this time there was more heat, more
passion because I knew that this was my twin.  The kissing lasted for a
few minutes.  I guess Shawn wanted to let us have a moment to enjoy this
realization.

Just as Shane and I were finishing the kiss, Shawn had moved around
beside us on my right.  He maneuvered between our arms and brought his
face to meet our.  We stayed there joined in a three-way kiss for quite a
long time.  It was amazing.  Three tongues fighting to get into someone
else's mouth.  Our lips all touching and plying together.  Shawn
pressed his mouth to mine and we kissed, then he kissed his brother, and
finally Shane and I kissed again.

Shane was the first to break this three-way kiss-fest. He took me by my
right hand and his brother, who had removed his own mask, by the left and
led us into the large bedroom.  In the middle of the room, not even
against the wall, was a king-sized bed.  Everything had been removed from
the bed with the exception of the white fitted sheet.  These two had
really thought this through.  Or was it just one of them?  The lights
were out, but the room was surrounded in candles of all shapes and sizes,
giving the room a soft romantic glow.  Shane led us to the bed.  He told
Shawn to sit on the bed and then had me stand in front of Shawn, facing
away from him. " Even though the masks have been removed, we will
continue with the plan," he was talking to Shawn.

As if he knew what his brother was saying, Shawn returned his mouth to my
ass and once again began licking and sucking on the cleft between my ass
cheeks through the pajamas.  Shane dropped to his knees in front of me.
He used his had to massage my softened dick and then began kissing it
again.  Before long they had returned me to the frenzied state I had been
to in the other room.  Again their hands returned to my hips.  Slowly
they began to pull down the pj's.  As the now wet material pulled
away from my skin and moved over my ass and across my hardened dick, the
kisses they had been giving moved to the slowly exposing skin.  I could
feel Shawn's kisses on my ass and as the pants moved below the
round globes covered in soft downy hair, I could feel his tongue as he
began lapping at my ass.  He explored both sides of my ass with his
tongue sometimes biting me with the sweetest of nibbles possible.  Soon
his tongue had found the treasure it seemed to have been searching for.
I could feel him place a hand on each cheek as he spread them enough to
get his tongue into the hairy space surrounding the hole that ached to
have his tongue inside.  He began tracing the length of my crack, teasing
the aching hole with every pass by it.  Finally he stopped and
concentrated on my ass hole.  Using his tongue to massage the aching
orifice.  Darting in and out as he continued to press his tongue against
the outer ring.  By now I was writhing in ecstasy.  Pushing my ass
against his face.  If all of this was not enough, he took his finger and
stuck it into my hole.  Then he began to fuck my ass with is finger.

While Shawn kept busy with my ass, Shane was working on my cock and
balls.  As the pj's were pulled down over my dick, it slapped back
against my stomach.  It was harder than I ever remember it being and
standing straight up, almost touching my belly button.  I have always
been proud of this tool that god gave to me.  Soft, it is nearly five
inches long and almost as thick.  Hard, it grows to an impressive nine
and a half inches and six inches around.  I have measured it numerous
times in the privacy of my own bedroom.  Shane maneuvered the pajamas
down to my feet and then helped me step out of them.  As I lifted my
legs, Shawn took that opportunity to stick his finger deeper into my
ass.  Once I was completely naked, Shane began his torment by licking up
my legs beginning at my feet, which he had kissed as he removed the
pajamas from each one.  He worked his way up my legs using his tongue to
bathe them.  As he reached my thighs, I could feel his eye lashes brush
across my hairless balls.  The soft brushes sent tingles through me and I
could feel my balls contract into their small sac.  He nuzzled my balls
with his nose, taking in the strong sweaty man scent that all of this
evenings festivities had made.  With one hand he caressed my leg, while
he used the other to lift the shrunken ball sac up against my dick.  Then
he began to lick the area underneath my balls.  His tongue ran from my
asshole, where his brother's tongue had been and now his finger was
working in and out, to the bottom of my balls.  He continued washing this
area with his tongue for a few minutes, then in one swift move he dropped
my ball sac and took both of the almond sized nuts into his mouth.  He
sucked on them and chewed them with the sweetest of bites.  In the mean
time his free hand moved to my dick.  As he chewed on my balls, his hand
began to pump up and down on my dick.  The jacking motions on my dick
were timed with the in and out motions that Shawn was using to fuck my
ass with his finger.  I don't know how they timed it so perfectly.
Maybe there is something to that twin E.S.P. thing.  As I moved my hips
to accommodate the jerking and fucking going on, Shane let my ball sac,
which had loosened from it's constricted state, fall from his
mouth.  Without missing a stoke, his hand was replaced by his hot, wet
mouth.  My hips began to move faster as his lips closed around my dick
and his tongue teased the head of my cock.  He was sucking my dick better
than anyone ever had.  There was no doubt in my mind that mine was not
the first dick that had been in his mouth.  He was sucking hard.  Taking
the entire length of my dick down his throat as I moved forward and then
he would play with the head as I moved back, never letting it drop from
his mouth.  The immense joy I was feeling with one twin sucking my dick
while the other fucked me with what had to be three fingers now, at
least, was too much to handle.

"Guys, I can't hold back anymore," I said through the
gasps of breath I was forced to take. "I am going to cum."
With that I released the largest load of cum down Shane's throat
that I had ever shot before.  Shane swallowed all that he could, but
there was still some that flowed down his face and onto my balls.  When I
had finished this intense climax, Shawn removed his fingers from my ass
and moved around to the floor next to his brother.  Shane still had my
dick in his mouth.  Although I was finished cumming, my dick was still as
hard as it had been before, and Shane kept it in his mouth, rolling his
tongue over the tip, sending shock waves throughout my body.  Shawn
brought his face in to meet Shane's and began to lick the remaining
cum off of his chin and then off of my balls.  When I opened my eyes, I
looked down to see these two beautiful brothers looking up at me.  They
were still busy cleaning my cock and balls.  That was the most amazing
thing I had ever seen, at least to that point.