Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 03:21:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Willie Hewes <williehewes@yahoo.com>
Subject: Twin's Christmas

If you haven't read any other stories about Minh and
Tuan, there's a few things you should know. They are
identical twins of Vietnamese background, they live in
an appartment in an unspecified American city and they
have a sexual relationship for life. You can read
their other adventures elsewhere on Nifty, or at
http://www.geocities.com/willie_hewes
Have fun.


Twin's Christmas

It was cold, and rained more than it snowed. No beautiful white tapestry
here, no angelic voices on every street corner. It was halfway December,
and Tuan already felt sorry for insisting they would celebrate Christmas
this year. Stupid holiday. He zigzagged between slow fat people and parents
carrying huge boxes. He entered an electronics shop just to be off the cold
and wet streets.

    He looked around; more shopping people, gazing at digital handicams,
photo-cameras and other digital gadgets. Maybe he could buy Minh a new
camera, a professional one, that could make really professional-looking
pictures. Would be nice. Would make a very expensive toy though. He was
already going to leave when he suddenly ran into a blond, bright-eyed shop
assistant.
     "Can I help you?" He was fresh, smiling and no older than seventeen.
     "Yes, I think you can," Tuan answered, trying to sound as cheerful as
the shop-assistant.
     "Well, what are you looking for?"
     "You."

     Minh had slowly drifted to a bleaker part of town. At least the
rainless masses were less thick here. He put his hands in his pockets and
pulled up his shoulders against the cold. He didn't understand why this
whole Christmas thing was suddenly so important to Tuan. They had never
bothered about it before. And they gave each other presents all through the
year, so celebrating Christmas seemed pointless.

     A small shop drew his attention. *Alcatraz Clothing, Gothic, Fantasy,
S&M* He couldn't remember seeing it before. There were no clothes in the
narrow window, only red drapes, a candelabra, and two pairs of
handcuffs. He caught himself smiling. Perhaps this was the right time to
indulge in one of his favourite slumbering fantasies...

                          ***

     Christmas Eve. Tuan let his eyes dwell on the remains of their
dinner. He had been through a lot of trouble to prepare that damn
bird. Half of it was untouched.
     "So, another year gone," Minh sighed.
     "Since when?" They giggled.
     "What have you got to be thankful for, Tuan?" Minh went on in the
same, mock-serious tone.
     "Huh? What do you mean?"
     "Isn't that one of the traditions? That everyone lists a few things to
be thankful for?"
     "That's with thanksgiving, you idiot!" They both laughed.
     "Stupid American holidays," Minh chuckled. "Can't even tell em apart!"
At that, Tuan laughed so hard he almost fell off his chair.
     "Tuan? You're drunk." More laughter. Then: "Maybe we should have some
coffee before we open our presents, hm?" Tuan agreed, after a quick glance
at the clock. Minh had noticed it.
     "Are you expecting someone?" Tuan grinned guiltily.
     "I got a little deal with Santa Claus."
     "Really?" He frowned. "If that fat guy thinks I'm gonna suck his dick
he's got another thing coming!" Minh threatened. Tuan smiled.
     "Just wait and see."

                        ***

     "I guess we should clean up this mess, huh?" Lazily, Tuan looked at
the dirty dishes, the broken wineglass, the coffee-stains in the
tablecloth. Then he looked at the presents under the "Christmas tree".
     "We could also move to the bedroom."

     Minh carried the palmshaped plant they had promoted to Christmas tree
to their bedroom. Tuan collected their presents and followed him. Candles
and incense were lighted, and they cuddled together under their tree to
unwrap their presents. "Maybe you should start," Minh said, "you've got
more."
     "Ok, which one should I unwrap first?"
     "The, the little one. No, under the... yeah." Tuan ripped off the
paper, and peered inside the box.
     "Oh! A dog-collar. With spikes." He tested the sharpness with his
finger. "Nice. Can you put in on?" He turned his back to Minh and lifted
the hair out of his neck. Minh fastened the little clasp and admired the
result.
     "Looks good," he said. "Sexy." Of course, he had already seen the
entire outfit in a mirror, but still he couldn't wait to see it on Tuan.

     Tuan quickly unwrapped the rest of the presents, and put them in a row
in front of them. Black leather shorts, a jacket to go with it, leather
boots that would reach to just under his knees, and to complement the
whole, a riding-crop. He looked at it a moment, admiring the candlelight
gleam on the slick material. The he looked at Minh, and could read the
excitement in his eyes.
     "Do you think I should put it on?" He asked innocently. Minh chuckled
nervously.
     "Yeah, I think you should." He watched Tuan get undressed, and reached
down for a moment to make some adjustments. He knew his brother's body
inside and out, but watching it could still stir his blood.

     "Does it fit?" Tuan was buttoning up the shorts.
     "Yeah. They're really, ah, erection-friendly." There was some room
left at the front, but in the back they clung to his bottom like a horny
pair of hands. He stepped into the leather boots and zipped them up. It
felt sexy, the supple but strong material enveloping his calves. And the
soles added two inches to his height. He picked up the riding-crop and
looked down at Minh, who was still sitting on the ground. He ticked the
whip against the side of his boot.
     "Well, what do you think?"
     "It looks great!" Tuan bent over to Minh, the short stretching
pleasantly over his cheeks. He put the tip of the whip under Minh's chin.
     "It looks great *what?*"
     "It looks great, sir," Minh grinned. Tuan couldn't help smiling
too. It would take some time to get used to this new role. For the moment,
he just relaxed and dropped to his knees to kiss his lover.
     "So when is Santa coming?" Minh asked. Tuan looked at his watch.
     "Any minute now. But it's not Santa himself, just one of his
associates." A wrinkle appeared between Minh's eyebrows while he was trying
to think of an associate of Santa Claus. One of the reindeer? At that
moment, the doorbell rang. Tuan ran to get it.
     "Come on up." Minh was still sitting under the decorated house
plant. "Open your present," Tuan said, standing in the door-opening. Minh
ripped the paper off three boxes of condoms. Strawberry, Chocolate and
Anal. Minh looked up, smiling broadly. "Now sit on the bed with your eyes
closed, and wait till I bring in the surprise." Minh complied, a devout
look on his upturned face. He looked like an angel. Tuan looked at him a
moment longer, and then went to open the door.

				    ...

To be continued? Let me know if you think it should.
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