by A. Anders
Izzie scanned Tye’s face for any changes. There was none.
‘He was completely shit-faced last night, so maybe he’s having a black out. Should I make a big deal about it if he doesn’t remember? I could pretend like it never happened. I could make this strange situation completely go away. And besides, it’s probably out of his system. I love him and if that’s all he needed to quench some buried lust, then I can certainly pretend it didn’t happen.’
Izzie resigned herself to the pretense. But when she again saw Tye and Ian in the same room, she watched them both closely to see what their reactions would be. Izzie couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like the normal reaction of two guys nursing a hangover. And when Aaron, Izzie’s stepdad, offered them a breakfast beer to make the cobwebs go away, they both accepted.
Izzie continued to steal looks at each of them during brunch. She found no secret glances. ‘Maybe Ian really was passed out and maybe Tye had blacked out,’ she considered. ‘Maybe this wouldn’t affect me in any way. Maybe I can let this go and never worry about it again. That’s what I’ll do,’ she decided. ‘I won’t think about it again.’
For the rest of the day, Izzie tried not to think about her boyfriend’s mouth consuming her twin’s cock. What she tried to forget the most, though, was the look of gentle contentment that rushed across her boyfriend’s face when he was doing it. There was no escaping that that disturbed her. It was that look that got her to get up from her hiding spot and go to bed. After seeing that look, it was the first time that she felt like she was doing something wrong by watching. The look was too revealing. With that look, the man that she loved appeared heart-wrenchingly vulnerable.
That night when the family’s drinking concluded, Izzie was sure to watch as everyone went to their separate rooms. Izzie’s mom was the first one to go. Josh, Izzie’s older stepbrother was next, followed by Ian and then Aaron.
Aaron seemed particularly chatty tonight. Izzie liked Aaron. Izzie never got a chance to meet her birth father, and Aaron had a mixture of charm and protectiveness that made her feel safe around him. In spite of the fact that she had Tye, she often felt jealous of her mother for finding Aaron. His wavy black hair, toned body, and striking blue eyes made him the sexiest man that Izzie had ever met. And it was only out of respect for Tye, and her mother’s relationship, that she kept her hands off of him.
Once Aaron ascended the stairs, Izzie turned looking deep into her boyfriend’s eyes. Like usual, spending intimate time with Aaron had aroused her. Staring at her sexy boyfriend, she was wondering if she should fuck Tye on the same couch where, the night before, he had sucked her twin’s cock.
“I’m gonna head to bed,” Tye said interrupting Izzie’s thoughts.
“Me too,” Izzie replied.
Izzie considered suggesting that he get water now, but she wasn’t drunk enough to do it. Izzie followed Tye up to their room and wasn’t surprise to find that he wasn’t in the mood for sex. As they kissed, she felt that Tye was doing the least possible to placate her and it frustrated Izzie. Izzie couldn’t be too frustrated, though. She knew the dampening effect alcohol had on Tye’s sexual mojo. She had long accepted that an intense night of drinking almost guaranteed that she would need an extra long shower the next morning with the rotating nozzle showerhead firmly in hand.
Izzie was feeling the alcohol pull her off to sleep when the mattress shook waking her up. Izzie lay with her eyes closed gathering her thoughts. Even after the previous night, she allowed herself to believe that Tye was just off to the bathroom.
‘He had a lot to drink. Who wouldn’t have to pee?’ She thought.
But as the bed beside her grew cold, she had a better idea about where Tye had gone.
Izzie quietly got out of bed. Peeking out into the hallway, she didn’t find him. Placing her ear on Ian’s bedroom door, she heard silence. So when Izzie peeked over the balcony and found him again standing next to the couch, she simply sat down out of sight and watched. Although the TV wasn’t on, the full moon’s light poured in through the many windows illuminating the room completely.
Below, Tye again found himself staring down at his girlfriend’s twin. After the night before, he had vowed not to ever let himself slip like that again. Although at the time it made him feel better than anything else he had ever experienced, it also made him feel bad about himself. He wasn’t gay or a cheater, yet somehow he had sucked Ian’s cock while Izzie slept above. Those actions didn’t represent who Tye felt he was.
When Tye climbed out of his girlfriend’s bed tonight, it wasn’t with the intention of cheating on her again; it was more out of curiosity. Tye was dying to know if Ian would be on the couch again tonight. Ian hadn’t given him any whispered messages tonight, but would he have had to?
Tye had decided that if he were, there would be no other reason for him to be there but to allow another encounter between the two. Tye had seen Ian go to bed. His bed was much more comfortable than the couch could ever be, no matter how wide and expensive it was. So if he again slept on the couch, it had to be because he was either awake the night before or there was something in his dreams that drew him back.
The confidence that Tye had when he left his room, however, faded when he was actually confronted with Ian’s sleeping body. Staring down at him, Tye realized the many other possibilities for Ian’s presence.
‘He could be there because sleeping on the couch was simply what he did on their family vacations,’ he considered. ‘Maybe Ian just enjoyed sleeping downstairs. Maybe he hadn’t felt me at all the night before, and there was no other reason for him sleeping there except how close it is to the kitchen.’
Tye continued to stare at the taut shirtless body on the couch. Lying on his side facing away, Tye examined the ridges in his well exercised back. Continuing down, Tye next examined below his waist. With his groin lying flatly on the couch, a light sheet covered his firm, pronounced ass.
Allowing the image to soak in him, what drew Tye’s attention most about what he saw was the way the cloth dipped between his ass cheeks. Tye couldn’t help but think that if he were wearing boxers, the sheet wouldn’t dip as much. And if he was now downstairs lying naked ass-up on purpose, it would be a clear sign of what Ian wanted him to do to him next. The possibility froze Tye in his tracks.
Tye’s heart raced as he stared at Ian wondering what he should do. If Ian was asking him for this, how could he pass on the opportunity? Ian made Tye’s body tingle when they talked. The only person that had ever aroused him more was… Tye didn’t want to think about that.
‘How could I not at least look?’ Tye asked himself. ‘The sheet isn’t tucked in. As drunk as Ian was, he would never be able to feel the sheet lift. That’s Pima cotton. It’s so light that it could blow off from the breeze of an open window. Certainly with Ian asleep and looking the other way, he would never know.’
Tye felt his body quiver again. To calm himself, he tried to pretend that what he would find under the sheet would mean nothing. But knowing that it wasn’t the case, it didn’t work.
Tye’s heart thumped as he slowly approached the couch. When he bent over and pulled up the sheets, his hand shook violently. As the moonlight hit Ian’s naked firm ass, Tye felt his heart stop.
Feeling his breathing getting away from him, tears rolled down Tye’s cheeks. It wasn’t that he was scared or upset, Tye teared-up because his emotions were out of control. In his 28 years, he had never experienced anything like this.
Quickly releasing the sheet he walked away. He needed to catch his breath. And when he exited the room for the kitchen, Izzie sat up.
‘He’s not gonna do it,’ she thought. ‘Last night was a one-time thing!’
As Izzie felt an overwhelming sense of relief, she saw Tye re-enter the room. His hands gripped the tail of his shirt and stretched it over his head. And even with the heat building between Izzie’s legs, she couldn’t escape a feeling of loss.
Tye, pulling down his shorts, collected his cloth
es and dropped them onto the ground next to the couch. He didn’t know what he was doing. He was indeed out of control.
Tye didn’t care, though. He had to take the risk. He needed to accept Ian’s invitation if it was indeed being offered. And if Ian woke up wondering why he was lying naked on top of him, he would deal with it then.
Tye lifted the sheet and gently slid his body next to Ian’s. Allowing his worked out, hairless chest to first press against Ian’s back, he next touched his rippled stomach and then his eight-inch cock onto Ian’s body. Getting no reaction, Tye then pushed his cock into the snug crack between Ian’s firm ass cheeks. Not even that brought about a response.
Settling in next to him, Tye wondered where he should put his arms. To Tye, holding Ian felt like the most intimate act of them all. And when Tye wrapped his arms around Ian resting his hands on Ian’s firm pecs, it was like all of Tye’s inhibitions suddenly disappeared.
‘He’s passed out,’ Tye decided. ‘And if he is passed out, there is nothing I could do to wake him.’
Pushing his stomach as close to Ian’s back as possible, Tye’s cock twitched at the prospect. Placing his palm on Ian’s chest he squeezed their bodies together listening for his heartbeat. When he found it in his hand, his own heart race slowed. Ian’s naked body was calming him while turning him on.
Tye rocked his hips back and forth sliding his cock along Ian’s ass crack. Tye loved the feeling. The newness of it excited him. He had never held such a built body in his arms. There was a brotherhood between them that overwhelmed Tye’s resistance. And when he next rocked his hips back, his brick hard cock popped free and the tip of it parked on the outskirts of Ian’s ass.
Tye no longer worried about waking Ian. He knew that he had full use of him for as long as he needed, and knowing that warmed his heart. So without letting go of Ian’s chest, he pushed his cock forward plunging it between his hot ass cheeks.
When the tip of Tye’s cock came to a stop against Ian’s hole, Tye was content. This was enough for him. He had never dreamed of doing anything close to this, so simply having his cock planted between Ian’s cheeks felt like heaven.
Tye pulled his cock out and then slipped it back in. The sensation made his chest flutter. And as the pre-cum built up between the cheeks, his strokes got even easier.
Tye closed his eyes and experienced every moment of the feeling. He didn’t want it to end. And with Ian lying motionless underneath him, he knew that it didn’t have to. When Tye opened his eyes again, it was because something about Ian’s ass had changed. Tye was now plunging his cock deeper than he had before. Only playing on the outskirts of his asshole he wasn’t sure why that would be. And when he next pushed his cock and found that it continued sliding until his curly pubes compressed against Ian’s hairless ass, Tye realized that he had unknowingly slid his cock all of the way inside of Ian. He was officially fucking another man.
Tye’s chest clenched as he lay unprepared for what he had done.
‘I’m not gay,’ he thought. ‘I don’t fuck men.’
In spite of his identity crisis, he couldn’t ignore that what he experienced felt good. There was something about it that felt right. In that moment he was connecting with another man in a way that he had never been able to before. After actively suppressing his feelings for so long, he had become emotionally distant toward them. But here, with no one watching and no one to judge him, he felt free to reveal the most secret part of himself. That freedom turned him on more than a pair of breasts ever could.
Tye closed his eyes again as his heart raced. He tried hard not to let his fucking get away from him because he imagined that anything more than gentle prodding would rouse the man underneath him. So doing his best to reign in his passion, his mind was awash in the turbulent sensations. His head swiveled in response.
Izzie, who now had her hand on her swollen clit, leaned forward trying to get as close as she could to the two beautiful men. In spite of everything else, she couldn’t deny that what she was seeing was hot. Watching her twin brother get fucked by her hot boyfriend aroused her like nothing she had ever experienced. And just as she slipped her finger under her panties for the cap of her bean, she heard the wooden floor creak.
Izzie quickly withdrew her finger and turned back toward the hallway. There was movement in one of the bedrooms and considering the time, it could only either be toward the hallway bathroom or in route to the kitchen.
Izzie panicked. There was no way that Tye could hear this. He was now so lost in the moment that she was sure that he couldn’t hear anything.
‘They could just be going to the bathroom,’ she thought. ‘Maybe, they won’t even make it to the balcony. But if I’m sitting here, there would be no stopping them. I have to get out of here.’
As quickly as she could, she scrambled to her feet and rushed toward her bedroom. She hoped that Tye had at least heard that. If he had he would have time to pull out his cock and hide.
Quietly closing her bedroom door behind her, she knew that if Tye wasn’t already escaping, it would already be too late. Listening at the door she heard the creaky board in front of the master bedroom sound. If Tye wasn’t already on his way to getting dressed, in moments her mother or Aaron would see what her boyfriend was doing and force an end to her relationship. This moment was too much for Izzie, so instead of pretending that she could do something about it, she climbed under the covers and pulled the sheet over her head. Feeling like a kid, she squeezed her eyes lids shut waiting for a house rattling scream.
Tye, who felt the pressure in his balls, tightened his toes preparing to cum. Swallowing the groans that always precede his powerful release, he squeezed Ian’s chest in delight. Increasing his fucking, a white hot light flashed between his eyes. With it came the largest flow of cum he ever had.
“Ah,” he squeaked quietly unable to hold everything back. Tye’s cock twitched in release.
Experiencing the lightheadedness of euphoria, Tye opened his eyes. The room spun and danced before him until he caught a glimpse of an unexpected sight standing on the balcony looking down. It was his girlfriend’s stepdad, Aaron. He had watched Tye cum. He now knew Tye’s biggest secret. Tye was mortified.
Minutes later Tye climbed into bed next to Izzie. Izzie didn’t dare roll over to face him. He was as toxic as a nuclear bomb as far as she was concerned. Tomorrow, someone was going to tell her that they caught him fucking her twin in the middle of the night. To protect her honor she was going to have to pretend to horrified and break up with him. After that, she would have to claim never to see him again. This outcome was inevitable, and she knew that there was now nothing she could do to stop it.
Hours later when they awoke, neither Izzie nor Tye wished the other good morning. They both opened their eyes facing away from the other and Tye was the first to slither out of bed for the shower. Izzie partially expected for him to come back and pack his clothes without an explanation. He didn’t pack, though, but certainly there was an edge to him which told her that he was waiting for a shoe to drop.
As they all gathered for brunch, everyone in the house seemed a lot quieter than normal. Izzie first searched her mother’s eyes and then Aaron’s. She was sure that one of them had seen Tye fucking Ian but she couldn’t tell which one. After a place setting was also set for Tye, Izzie began to wonder if her rustling had helped.
‘Perhaps he heard me, stopped, and then ran to the kitchen to get dressed. Maybe no one knows but him and me,’ she began to consider.
When brunch was over and the list of the day’s activities was read as always, Izzie concluded that once again Tye had somehow gotten away with it. The only difference that she could see from the day before was an iciness between Tye and Ian. Though Tye hadn’t been caught by one of her parents, maybe he was caught by Ian. Maybe Ian was never a willing participant. Perhaps it was all Tye’s doing. Whatever the reason, Izzie considered the distance between the two a good thing. Now, perhaps, everything could truly return to nor
mal. Because in spite of how hot it was to watch, nothing was worth the possible fallout.
The day continued as they all had, and this night’s drinking activity revolved around poker where gulps were bet instead of chips. Tye didn’t seem much in the mood for it, though, so in an uncharacteristic move, Tye started the game off betting big and losing big. In two hours he had knocked back more than six shots and unsure how much more he could handle, he left for bed.
Still not sure that the storm had passed, Izzie kept playing with her family. But when only she and Aaron were left and he was about to bet 8 gulps against her full house, she rested assured that the worst of her nightmare had passed.
When Izzie had collected her gulps from her gorgeous stepdad, she helped him pack away the cards and they both went upstairs to bed. Izzie knew that if no one had told her today that something had gone on, they never would. Izzie again felt free to hold Tye. She once again felt free to act like she had a boyfriend and that made her happy.
When she climbed into bed, Tye was already asleep. Feeling the usual rush of sexual energy that she got whenever she spent intimate time with Aaron, she stretched across the bed and kissed Tye on the shoulder. Then snuggling up behind him, she reached her arm around him and allowed the alcohol to carry her off to sleep.
When Izzie next woke up, it was to an empty bed. Her heart sank.
“No,” she mumbled.
‘This is the last of it,’ she decided. ‘I can’t pretend anymore. If I don’t stop this, someone else will and I’m the one that’s gonna look like a fool.’
Wearing a braless tank top and her panties, Izzie entered the hallway. Immediately turning onto the balcony, she was frozen in her tracks at what she found. Tye was where she had found him the previous nights, but who lay on the couch was different. Instead of staring down silently at Ian, Tye was now staring down silently at her stepdad, Aaron. And even from where she stood, she could see what Tye was staring at. Aaron lay on his back shirtless with a light sheet covering half of his groin; the other half was naked. And even though the ripples in the sheet obscured some of it, it was clear to everyone that Aaron’s cock was hard and huge.