Date: Sat, 11 Jun 2011 17:11:44 +0200
From: Internet <succumballs@hotmail.com>
Subject: Twins Finding Others Part 1

This story is completely fictional. Any similarities to any persons or
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which involve sexual situations between youths and adults. If this type of
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The Twins Are Not Alone Part 1


Robby and I are twins. My name's Rodney. Robby calls me Roddy, or, now
we're getting older, The Rod. But this is a story of how it all started.
We've been sucking each other's cocks since as long as we can remember,
always at the same time. Now we know it's 69-ing. At first we did it
because it put us to sleep, now I guess you could say we're both addicted
to cock. When we were about seven, before puberty anyway, dad caught us and
told us we shouldn't be doing it. He was really nice about it but we
ignored the command especially after I saw dad watching us through the
heating grate in the wall between his office and our bedroom, and told Rob.

One day when we were sucking I got really going and held Robby's head and
let loose a load. He pulled back and said, "What are you doing? Are you
pissing?" I said no, that it was something else. He spat the white cream
into his hand, and we both looked at it.

"What's it taste like?" I asked. Rob shrugged his shoulders. I licked it
off his hand, my first taste of warm cum, hummed and swallowed. "It tastes
good." I announced.

"Give me some more." Rob asked and looked at my cock. A big gob had formed
at the slit so Rob milked my shaft and licked it off. He smiled as he
swirled it over his tongue. "It does," he decided. "I want some more." He
began sucking me again, but I told him it didn't feel so good after that.

The next day I wanted to 69 again, but Rob wasn't interested, so I went
bike riding. At the park near the High School I watched guys playing
soccer. We still had four years to go before High School so I didn't know
anyone, but I sure wanted to. There was one really sexy guy, big and
dark. He had the most succulent lips, and really thick eyelashes. I stared
at him until he went into the men's room behind a clump of trees.

I don't know why but I followed him. When I got into the john he wasn't
there. I saw just a row of four urinals and to the right two sinks. Then I
noticed a foot under the stall nearest the urinals. I moved near and took a
leak. As I did I noticed a peep hole bored into the white marble, and by
the way the light flickered I figured someone was looking through it.

My heart pounded, but I turned just a little to the marble wall. The foot I
could see moved up and down, like a head nodding. I got a hard on. Rob and
I are both eight inches, we measured when we were littler, and I was coming
into full glory. As I stroked myself the foot moved encouragingly again so
I bent down and looked through the tiny hole. It was at exactly the right
place that I could see the guy sitting, from the belly button to the upper
thigh, and right in the middle of the picture a hand stroked a stiff
cock. I gasped, it was so beautiful.

"Get in the next stall." I heard the stranger say. In a trance I moved,
locked the door behind me, looked down and saw a round, 3 inch hole in the
white marble that separated the stalls. I bent down and looked through. The
dark man sat slouched on the john stroking his dripping hard on, not quite
as long as mine but thicker and darker. I could hear myself panting. When I
licked my lips he stood and poked his dick right into my mouth. I sucked in
as much as I could, savoring the sweaty smell of his moist crotch. He was
hot and his balls were loose so I slowly pulled them through the hole as
well. They were bigger than mine and Robby's. I sucked them and licked them
and worked his cock until he slowly pulled back. "More." I
pleaded. "Please."

"Gimme your cock." Stranger said. I stood, dropped my pants and pushed
through the hole. Immediately his warm mouth covered me. I felt my prick
push against the back of his throat, and then it opened and suddenly his
lips were right at my hair. Robby and I had never done that. It was
wonderful. He worked me deep for a while and then pulled off. As he got his
breath back he gently pulled my balls through. "Nice," he said. "Nice,
hairless baby balls."

"There not so little." I protested. His were huge, but mine were as big as
big apricots.

"They're beautiful, Baby. And they'll grow more. You're young still." Then
he worked me all over, sucking my balls, pulling them way as he
deep-throated me. Coming up for air he said, "Oh, Baby, your cock is
perfect. I got to have it in me."

I wondered what he meant since he was sucking me deeper than Rob had ever
done. Then I felt his warmth again. It took me a minute to realize it
wasn't his mouth though. No teeth and no tongue, just soft, warm and tight
man. For a minute I wondered, then I saw his smooth ass cheeks nearing the
marble. I couldn't believe it. Rob and me had never thought of that. When I
was buried as deep as I could thrust he paused. I couldn't pump because my
balls were trapped in the hole, squeezed in his hand. Then he started
rocking on me. I had to hold on to the top of the wall, it was so
fantastic. Then someone came in.

Stranger slipped off me and sat down. It took me a minute of panic to get
my balls and hard on through the hole again, then I sat quietly. When the
newcomer was gone I looked into the hole again. Stranger was stroking
himself, so sexy. "Let me suck it again. Please." I asked.

"Don't get me off though." He said. I nodded and got what I wanted. His
beautiful cock come through the hole again, and I got on my knees. I pulled
his balls through too and worshipped every bit of him I could get into my
mouth. When he got close he pulled back. I knew to stop, and licked
everything but the head as he pulled first his huge lemons-sized balls and
then his beautiful brown cock away. I whimpered until I saw his rosy,
shining anus present itself at the hole again.

I leaned down and smelled it, musty and rich. I knew I'd be smelling that
smell a lot from now on. Then I put my finger into its puckered warmth. It
was like silk. "Come on, Baby. Fuck me again, or lick it." His gravelly
voice pleaded.

I couldn't believe what he said. I leaned forward in a trance, and when my
tongue touched his hole, electricity shot through both of us. "Shit, Baby."
He whimpered. "Yeah." He spread his cheeks and his hole opened like a
living, desperate creature needing me. My tongue went deeper and deeper
until my nose pressed against his spread cleavage. "Fuck me, Baby. Please."
He whispered.

 I spat into my hand, wet my cock, aimed and slid into his soft butter
hole. He groaned and pushed back onto me. When I started pumping he
whispered, "Yeah, Baby. Give me that - what? Nine-inches?"

I pulled out until I could see the glans. I thought, yeah. me and Rob had
grown since we measured ourselves a year ago. It was thicker too, like
Stranger's. I felt proud and pumped back into him. As I got going he
groaned more and more, "Yeah. Gimme your cum. Fuck me good, Baby." I held
the top rim and pounded him wild. And then it happened again. I let out a
load that must have shot a yard into him. After I'd stopped he said, "Stay
right there."

I trembled put held on to the top of the wall. He poured some water from
his bottle over me and caught it with his towel. Then he sucked me again,
milking every drop out of me. "I have to sit down," I said. "Before I fall
down." I sat and looked through the hole. Stranger was jerking off.

"Let me suck it." I asked. He said I didn't have to. "I want to. Come on. I
have to." He got up, the treasure came through the hole again and I got on
my knees again. It only took a minute before I was tasting High School jock
sperm for the first time. At the end my mouth was plastered to the hole and
my tongue sticking through as Stranger milked himself into my mouth.

Afterwards he sat down, got his breath back. "Thanks, Babe. You didn't have
to."

"When can we do it again?" I asked. He laughed and told me to come here
next Saturday between 2:00 and 4:00, after practice. I thought to myself,
I'd be there before that.