Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 09:51:58 +0200
From: Dampies Dampis <dampies1960@gmail.com>
Subject: The Clone Sagas 1- Twin Enigma

THIS IS A STORY OF A PAIR OF TWINS THAT IS REUNITED AFTER HAVING BEEN
SEPARATED AT BIRTH. WHO KNOW WHERE This STORY Will END UP?  BUT IT WILL
INCLUDE CLONES AS WELL.

My heart was in my mouth. I had been waiting for this moment for my whole
life. I had always wished that I could have a twin. I just knew that if I
did, we would be lovers. I had always been very hot for myself. And why
not? I WAS hot. Not in the picture book, fairy tale kind of way that makes
you wonder if there is a soul within a mile of the body. I'm not perfect.
I'm not tall, I don't have the biggest cock, my face isn't perfectly
symmetrical. My body isn't what you would call a gym bunny's pride. But I
have charisma and I make the most of what I have. I have never struggled to
find people who are attracted to me, even now that I am in my early
fifties. I am still buff, and even though I'm completely bald, I attract a
lot of looks from men and women alike.

It happened like this: I was walking around Cape Town's Sea Point area,
looking at the ocean and grinning at the seagulls as they cavorted in the
exceptionally strong wind that sometimes blew here. It was my favourite
pastime. In Cape Town you have Weather with a capital W. I had to hang onto
the railing to avoid being blown bodily into the foaming sea. The spray
flew over me and I relished that sea salt smell that I knew so well, the
one that was mixed with the aroma of kelp that signified life and
excitement. I looked behind me at Signal Hill and sniggered. There was only
a bank of low hanging, swirling white clouds where it should be. In spite
of that, I knew it was entirely possible that on the other side, in Kloof
Street, it might be as sunny as the Caribbean.

I turned to lean into the wind to continue my journey and was confronted
with a person that that made me feel like the rug had been pulled from
under my feet after getting up too fast. I grabbed hold of the railing
again to steady myself. I could see in the expression on the face of the
person in question that I had the same effect on him.

Staring me in the face was my identical twin. I don't mean, that *could be*
my identical twin. This was unquestionably my twin, although there was no
evidence to support the notion that I may have such a sibling. His mouth
hung open and his eyes were wide, mirroring what I knew to be the
expression on my own face. He wasn't three meters from me, so I could see
every nuance of his confusion.

We stood frozen, looking at each other. I could see he also knew what was
happening here. We didn't greet each other. It seemed redundant. The only
thing I didn't know about this man was his name.

"I'm Benjamin," I volunteered.

"Seth," he answered. I broke our freeze first and walked up to him and took
him in my arms. His face was right against mine and I whispered into his
slightly big ears, that were an exact copy of the ones that had gotten me
teased during my youth. "I've missed you. Where have you been?"

"Where have YOU been, you bastard?! And what took you so long?"

I could feel the laughter building up in me. It came from deep within, the
empty place I had always unwittingly reserved for this, my carbon copy. At
the same time I could feel Seth begin to shake. Joy engulfed us both as we
poured out gales of relieved and cleansing laughter. I pushed him back to
arms length as we laughed in each other's faces.

"You're quite a hunk," he said. "I always knew I was fucking hot!" He
pulled me in again and kissed me on the mouth, a smack that was testing the
waters while pretending to welcome a brother.

"Jesus, so are you. Listen, please tell me you're not cut?" I realized I
may have confessed too much about myself too soon. "Fuck, I'm sorry, I've
just always hated the fact that I had to be circumcised."

He grinned at me and winked. "You'll have to wait and see. Lets go and get
a drink and we can catch up. Where are you staying?"

I had made my fortune early in life by perfecting human cloning,  so owned
a penthouse in Camp's Bay,  about 15 minutes drive away.  I suggested we go
there.

"Are you single?" Seth asked my next question as we got into my Jaguar.  He
had taken a cab from his lodgings at the Mount Nelson hotel to come and
walk the esplanade in Sea Point and get some air.

"At the moment. You?"

"Yes I am.  I felt I had so save myself for something. Now I know what." He
winked at me.  My familiar face, just flipped the wrong way around, peered
at me through green bedroom eyes. I finally saw what so many lovers had
found irresistible about my gaze. It was naughty and quirky and oh,  so
sexy! I put my hand on his thigh as we drove off.

I realise how this must sound.  Here was a man I had only just met.  We had
barely exchanged two words with each other and it was as if we had been
lovers all our lives. Well, we had. I had had incredible success with both
men and women all my life because I knew what I was worth without  being
arrogant or vain. I just fit in my skin and was myself. People were drawn
to me because I loved myself. I was into myself. So was Seth. So when we
found each other we were like two halves of a puzzle. We fit and knew it.

I was driving and I knew he was looking at me. I smiled without taking my
eyes off the road.

"What?" I asked knowing exactly *what*.

He said nothing.  He just rested his hand on my thigh.

"I knew I was home the moment I saw you," he finally volunteered.

"I know," I said. "Where have you lived all this time?" He had an accent.
Other than a saffer (South African) accent,  that is.

"I grew up in London, Mumbai and Egypt."

"Fuuuuuuck! I'm a joburg boy born and bred. What brought you to SA?"

"I have always felt that I would find my destiny here. Turns out I was
right. What keeps you busy?"

"Now mostly just overseeing my creations."

"Shit you sound like God or Dr Frankenstein. Which is it?" He had that
sound to his (my) voice that said *don't believe your own PR* that I knew
so well. Once more we cracked up. When we recovered we looked at each other
as much as I could without causing a fatal accident.

"Jesus Ben, what happened to us? How did somebody rob us of our whole lives
together?"

"I don't know Baby but it's over now,  believe me."

Just then we arrived at my apartment. I drove the car into the garage
recessed into the mountain side. A lift elevated us to apartment height
while the doors closed behind us. I turned towards him. It was surreal.
The moment I had always fantasized about was upon me. We were passengers in
the hands of technology. We had a moment to kill,  completely private and
hidden from the world.

I looked into my eyes. It was that intimate. I traced the edge of my face
with my forefinger and searched the expression on my face. I put my thumb
on my lips and felt breathless as I licked the tip and sucked it into my
mouth.

I leaned forward and stopped about half  centimeter from Seth's lips,
stalled in time as we were. I tasted my breath. I knew it! Flossing helped!

"You are awesome," we said together. Me: "I've loved you all my life!"
Seth: "You've been the love of my life as long as I can remember!"

Ben: "We're  about to arrive at my apartment. There's a dog and two cats."

"I love cats, dogs not so much."

Our breath mingled. I could smell, taste Ben. I leaned forward. I tasted
myself. I paused,  my lips against  my twin's. "Welcome home." Our lips
met. I had always wondered what it felt like to kiss me. Now I knew and it
was everything that I had hoped. His lips were soft and his tongue rested a
moment on my lower lip. We both pouted our lips forward and applied suction
so we were joined and our saliva flowed freely between us. We breathed
noisily through our noses. I felt my heart flow towards my twin in a cosmic
joining. It was a spiritual experience. Two who were meant to be one, a
shared consciousness, a heart-knowing. I was surprised to feel moisture on
my cheeks and realised I was crying. We pulled away from each other with an
audible smack as our lips disengaged. I looked at him. His cheeks were also
shiny.

"You feel it too," we both said, and nodded.

"I'm  a bit scared, " I confessed.

"Don't be.  Now that I've found you I won't leave you. And I know you won't
either. We belong together."

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