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by David Heulfryn

 

Owen felt conflicted. He felt betrayed by his ex-girlfriend, Joelly, but aroused by her giving Drew a blow job. After cumming on The Twins’ bed, Owen dressed again and went downstairs.

After making himself a sandwich, he sat and watched some television. He wasn’t interested in the gameshow he watched, but one of the several contestants was young and looked similar to Drew.

Owen checked the time. The Twins wouldn’t be back from school yet. He lay on the sofa and unbuttoned his jeans. He pulled them down to his knees and then pushed down his briefs to release his expanding cock. He grabbed his cock and started wanking. He looked at the screen when the young man appeared and looked away when the camera focused on another contestant. It wasn’t long before he ignored the television and closed his eyes, the image of Drew ingrained on the inside of his eyelids. Owen grunted; the desire to suck his cock was overpowering, and his cock throbbed between his fingers.

Any guilt Owen felt was thrust to the back of his mind. Any confusion regarding feeling the need to suck another man’s cock joined the guilt and was locked away while Owen pleasured himself.

Owen came and spurted his cum over his tee shirt; the last remaining cum dribbled down his fingers and wet his pubes and balls. Owen released a long breath, his fingers unfurled and released his softening cock, which flopped down and nestled in his pubes. Owen didn’t open his eyes. He fell asleep.

 

Mid-afternoon, Nick and Charlie handed over to the second shift. They had an early start, which meant they would have an early finish. The shop had been surprisingly busy, and the brothers hadn’t had the opportunity to talk about fucking the young man before they opened up.

Charlie laughed as they started walking home.

“That mother was so embarrassed when she asked about buying a jock strap for her son. I made her describe him and asked if she had seen him naked recently as I needed to know how big he was.”

“You fucking sadist.” Nick chuckled.

“She blushed and admitted that she hadn’t seen him naked, but she had seen him in his underpants.”

“So, how big was he?” Nick asked.

“She started to describe it. She told me it was the size of an orange, but you know they come in all sizes.”

“Just like cocks,” Nick interrupted.

“Exactly, so I pulled down my shorts and showed her my jock and asked if he was bigger or smaller. Her eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from my jock, and after this morning, it was stained with cum. I grinned at her when I apologised for my cummy jock. I swear she licked her lips.”

“How old was her boy?” Nick asked.

“Fourteen, I think. I just gave her the medium and said if they didn’t fit right, bring her son in, and I would give him a proper fitting.”

“I never knew you swung both ways. When did that happen?” Nick asked.

“Several years now. I’ve only ever dated girls, but in between, I would sometimes satisfy my urges with a man. They are so much easier to have sex with. If you are honest with them and make sure they know it’s only sex you’re after, there are no messy conversations.”

Nick reached over and stroked Charlie’s arse through his nylon shorts. “I never expected you to be the taking the cock, though.” Nick pushed his hand beneath the waistband and stroked his brother’s cheeks. He extended a finger and pushed it between Charlie’s cheeks. “You’re still sticky back there. Ready and lubed up.”

“Fuck off, Nick.” Charlie giggled as his brother tickled his arsehole.

When they got home, they found the television on low and playing to itself. Owen was asleep on the sofa, his jeans and briefs still at his knees.

“Doesn’t our resident virgin look cute?” Nick quietly chuckled, not wanting to wake his brother.

“He’s such a lazy bastard,” Charlie looked at his brother’s exposed cock. “It doesn’t take much effort to pull up your jeans after you’ve shot your load.” He looked closer at Owen’s tee shirt. “His spunk is still wet on his tee shirt.”

Nick leant over and scooped some cum onto his fingers. “It’s cold.”

Owen groaned and shifted. His cock flopped from one side to the other and slowly inflated.

“Looks like he’s thinking about his sex again,” Nick said and knelt in front of Owen. He used a single finger and ran it over Owen’s exposed cock. He picked up a pearl of precum and smeared it down his cock.

Owen groaned and writhed, still asleep.

Charlie knelt by Owen’s head, stroked his cheek, and brushed the hair from his forehead. “I need to feel you in me,” Charlie whispered, trying to effect a feminine voice. “I should never have broken up with you.”

Owen’s brothers looked at his throbbing cock. Charlie licked his finger and ran it over Owen’s lips.

“Lick me. Lick my cunt.” The brothers struggled to stifle their laughs.

Nick continued to feather Owen’s cock, never actually holding his cock and wanking him; he merely rubbed the underside of his cockhead as it throbbed and dripped precum. Charlie made a makeshift cunt with his fingers and felt the tip of Owen’s tongue pressing against them.

“Fuck, Charlie, his cock feels like it’s going wild. I think he’s actually going to cum.”

“He must be desperate. He really needs to lose his virginity, or he’ll be walking around with a constant boner.”

“Are you offering?” Nick teased Charlie, “I bet you’d love his cock up your arse.”

“Don’t be a pervert.” Charlie frowned, “Just because I’ve taken a cock or two…”

“You’ve taken a Cockatoo! Now that is perverted, Charlie, shoving a bird up your arse.” Nick stifled his chuckles so he didn’t wake Owen.

“Hilarious, Nick. Just because I’ve been fucked, doesn’t mean I’ll take any cock.”

“Poor Owen. Look at that sweet, dripping cock. Are you seriously telling me you wouldn’t like that cock up your arse?”

“Fuck off, Nick.” Charlie pulled away and pouted at being teased. Only Nick continued to play with his brother’s body.

Owen groaned, and they thought they heard him say something.

“Did you hear that? Nick asked. “What did it sound like?”

“I heard him moan. It almost sounded like ‘due’. It was probably just some random moan.”

Owen gasped, “Oh, Drew?” He said clearly.

“Who the fuck is Drew?” Nick whispered.

“It’s definitely not a girl’s name. A boy in his class, perhaps.”

“It could be a girl. Drew is also a girl’s name. Look at Drew Barrymore.” Nick said.

“Not many girls are called Drew in the UK,” Charlie stated.

Nick chuckled, “Well, that’s another brother who’s fallen for cock.” Owen writhed as Nick continued to feather the underside of his cock. “He’s about to cum.” Nick told Charlie, who looked at his sleeping brother’s cock.

Owen gasped, calling out Drew’s name again. His brothers watched his cock lurch and flail as cum spurted from it. Cum flew everywhere, landing on Owen’s tee shirt as well as catching Nick on the cheek and Charlie on the arm.

“Oh, fuck.” Owen gasped as he woke. He opened his eyes and saw his brothers looming over him. “Oh, fuck!” He sat up and scrambled to pull up his jeans without taking his briefs with them. They got stuck. Owen swung his legs off the sofa and tried again. He grabbed his jeans and briefs and yanked them up as he stood up. Owen stumbled but managed to cover up himself.

His brothers laughed at his embarrassment.

“Fuck off.” Owen was angry at his brothers.

Nick pushed Owen, so he fell back onto the sofa. His hand smeared the cum on Owen’s tee shirt.

“Fuck!” Nick grimaced and wiped his cummy hand on a clean part of Owen’s tee shirt. “First things first. Who’s Drew?”

“Drew, who?” Owen played dumb.

“Don’t play games, Owen. You called out his name when you came. In fact, you said his name several times as your cock throbbed in my fingers.”

“Did you make me cum?” Owen was startled.

“Don’t change the subject. Who’s Drew? Is he your boyfriend? A crush? You can’t scream his name when you cum if he means nothing to you.” Nick grinned down at Owen.

“He’s Joelly’s new boyfriend. Okay!” Owen yelled at Nick, unhappy at being forced to explain. “I saw them together today. She was sucking him off.” Owen looked down at his feet.

Charlie sat beside Owen on the sofa, putting his arm over his shoulders. “I’m sorry, Owen. She did give you one, didn’t she?” Owen shook his head, “It must have really hurt you.”

“It’s not that I didn’t want to. She would never engage in any intimate touching with me. And then I saw Drew with his jeans around his ankles and his cock in her mouth.”

Nick tried to console his brother. “But why did you think about Drew when you came and not Joelly?”

“I don’t fucking know.” Owen stood up, brushing Charlie’s arm from his shoulders. “I need to clean up.” He rushed to the stairs and ran up them, crashing into his bedroom.

“What the fuck!” He saw The Twins lying on their bed, naked and sucking each others cock.

The Twins didn’t acknowledge his presence and carried on sucking the cock in their mouth. The sounds of enjoyment tormented him.

Owen ran to the bathroom and stripped. He got in the shower, hoping the water would wash away his frustrations.

Nick and Charlie wondered what the commotion was and went to investigate. They also found The Twins engaged in a sixty-nine, sucking on each other’s cocks.

Nick grinned. “So they finally worked out that their brother’s cock is identical to their own. I’m surprised it took them so long.”

“No wonder Owen got so upset. Everyone has had a blow job except him. We must do something about that.”

“Are you offering? Charlie laughed.

“Fuck off, Charlie. That’s more your thing. If you’ve taken a cock up your arse, I’m betting you’ve had one between those sweet lips of yours.”

Charlie grinned at Nick. “I didn’t realise they were home yet. I wonder how long they will last.”

As if his words triggered the end, The Twins groaned, and the sloppy sounds they made became louder.

“They’re about to cum.” Charlie nudged Nick.

“Well, they had better swallow. You know what Howard said about leaving cum stains.”

Charlie chuckled. “I bet what they’re doing now feels better that wanking in your old socks.”

“Do you think this is their first time?” Nick wondered.

“Well, we’ve never seen them do it before, and they’re not exactly discreet when they wank.” Charlie said. “Do you think they fuck?”

“I don’t think so, but I bet they will be within the year,” Nick suggested. “Perhaps you could give them some pointers, means though I’ve just found out you’re no stranger to being fucked.”

“Fuck off, Nick. Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” Charlie looked at The Twins; their sloppy noises and groaning became louder. “They’re cumming.”

The brothers looked at The Twins as they came in each other’s mouths. They slurped down the cum and licked their brother’s cock clean.

“Your cum tastes just like mine.” One Twin said to the other. Nick and Charlie couldn’t tell them apart in their current positions.

“It doesn’t, doesn’t it.” The other Twin replied.

“No shit!” Nick interrupted them, “You eat the same, you drink the same, and you do everything together, no wonder your cum tastes the same!”

The Twins twisted their bodies and sat up. “Fuck off, Nick!” Gavin said.

“I hope you enjoyed the show, you perverts,” Jamie told his brothers.

“We didn’t know you were home.” Charlie made a feeble excuse.

Gavin reached under his pillow and threw his cum sock at Nick. “You can take this back. We won’t be needing it now. I don’t intend to let Jamie spill any of his seed anywhere but my throat.”

“That was awesome,” James said and hugged his twin brother. “Don’t you dare cum anywhere else but my mouth either.” He also threw his dried and crusty cum sock at Nick.

“Well, the only place these are going is the bin.” Nick held his old socks up, “Come on, Charlie. Let’s leave these perverts alone.”

Nick and Charlie left and went downstairs. At the same time, Owen came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Owen scowled at the naked Twins as he entered his bedroom. He quickly dressed and became frustrated. He wanted to be alone, away from his brothers. He couldn’t stay in his bedroom with The Twins staying naked, and he couldn’t go downstairs where his older brothers were, and the merciless teasing would continue.

He had to go out, at least until Howard came home.

Owen slammed the door but had nowhere to go.

 

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