The Muse: MMF Bisexual Romance

by A. Anders

  “Yes,” Ayden shouted.

  Austin held his twin’s large cock and stared at his face while he fingered his ass. He had never seen anyone react so aggressively to being fingered before and it was making his cock brick hard. Austin wiggled his finger vigorously and watched Ayden’s body go stiff. With his fingers trapped by Ayden’s muscular ass cheeks, he waited for him to relax before doing it again. Wiggling his finger another time, Ayden’s body planked. Being overcome by lust, Austin wanted more.

  Slowly pulling his finger out of Austin’s ass he cleaned it on a towel and climbed up the couch until he sat on Ayden’s chest.

  “Undress me,” Austin ordered.

  Ayden, staring up at Austin’s lean body, rubbed his hand along Austin’s sharply defined abs. He loved the way it felt gliding under his fingertips. Ayden knew how much work it took to be that ripped and it made his cock twitch to caress him.

  Ayden reached down to Austin’s costume and loosened it. The front flipped open and released his cock. It was the first time he had seen another cock so close before. Austin sat up a bit and Ayden pulled the costume away. He could now feel Austin’s balls rub against his chest. It drove him wild.

  Austin leaned forward and rubbed his cock on Ayden’s face. Ayden stuck out his tongue to taste the tanned piece of meat. It tasted and smelled like cum. The combination of the two sent his head reeling.

  Austin reached down directing his cock onto Ayden’s lips. Ayden kept them closed not knowing how far he wanted to go. Austin pointed the tip onto his twin’s lips and pushed; Ayden closed his eyes and gently resisted. Finally when Austin pushed his fingers through Ayden’s hair the twin uncontrollably opened his mouth and Austin slid in his cock.

  Austin closed his eyes and gently fucked his twin’s mouth. Ayden, underneath, was filled with a sense of connection that he had never felt before. It was like he was connected with a feeling that he had long since forgotten. He didn’t want it to end.

  Ayden reached up and cradled his twin’s balls as they bounced above him. As Austin’s cock hit the back of his throat, he tilted his head trying to help it slide down. Finally when Ayden had leaned too far back, Austin pulled out his cock and slid back down so his body lay completely on top of Ayden’s.

  Austin, pressing his lips on Ayden’s, again stuck his tongue into his twin’s mouth. Tasting his own cum, he stroked his cock against Ayden’s.

  “I wanna fuck you,” Austin said pulling his mouth away. “Can I fuck you?”

  Ayden wanted Austin. There was nothing that Ayden wouldn’t let Austin do to him, but he was nervous.

  “What about the girls?”

  Austin kissed Ayden again. “Do you want to feel my cock slide into your ass?”

  Ayden swallowed. “I need a drink.”

  Austin kissed Ayden again and then got up.

  “Did you want that one?” Austin asked pointing to the half full glass of Southern Screw.

  “Yeah, and make me another one.”

  Ayden grabbed the glass and knocked back the drink. Following Austin to the bar he watched as Austin’s stiff cock waved back and forth as he moved. He wanted to be fucked by Austin, he decided. There couldn’t be a more beautiful and masculine man than him, and he wanted to be dominated by his brick hard cock.

  Ayden watched Austin’s cock wave and bob as he mixed the drink. Feeling bolder he reached over to feel it in his hand. Austin, liking the warm touch, stopped for a second to give him a kiss. He could taste the drink on his tongue.

  Austin poured the drink into a glass and handed it to his twin. Drinking half of it immediately, Ayden took a step to a small mirror on the wall next to the bar. He stared in.

  Austin, curious to know what they looked like together, stood behind him placing his upright shaft between Ayden’s ass cheeks. Ayden closed his eyes awash in desire. When he opened his eyes again, both guys were looking at their reflection. It was clear to both that they were exactly the same height with exactly the same hairline. Their jaw lines were similarly strong and both of their chins had a dimple.

  “Do you see that?” Austin asked with surprise.

  Ayden interrupted Austin’s thought by kissing him. Austin, loving the way Ayden’s mouth tasted, rubbed his cock between Ayden’s ass cheeks.

  “Yeah,” Ayden moaned.

  Austin wrapped his arms around Ayden and caressed his chest. Leaning his hips away from Ayden’s ass, Austin took hold of his cock. With their tongues still touching on the outside of their mouths, Austin rubbed the head of his cum soaked cock along his crack until he found the hole. Pushing, Ayden whipped his head back in pleasure.

  “Ahhh,” he moaned.

  Austin moved his left hand around Ayden’s pelvis and slipped the base of Ayden’s cock through his fingers. Gripping between his legs Austin pushed harder.

  “Ahhh,” Ayden yelped loudly.

  Austin moved his right hand up and twisted Ayden’s head so they could again touch tongues. With their tips touching, Austin thrust.

  “Ahhh,” Ayden screamed as Austin’s cock plunged into his ass. “Fuck yeah,” he groaned breathing heavily.

  Ayden threw his head back trying to breathe through the pain. Austin rubbed his cheek against his twin’s, pulled his cock back and pushed it in again.

  “Ahhh,” Ayden screamed.

  With his head back, Ayden put the glass on the bar and put one of his hands on the wall. Feeling the sturdy support Austin got into a rhythm fucking Ayden’s ass. Feeling Austin’s kisses on his neck, Ayden rolled his head easing the sensation of Austin’s thick cock tearing apart his virginal asshole.

  When only pleasure emerged, Ayden turned his tired eyes to the mirror. He looked at Austin who peered down intermittently kissing his neck and shoulder. With Austin distracted he stared at him again. In the mirror, the masked resemblance was uncanny. In the lust of the moment, Ayden wanted to see more.

  Tilting his head back again he reached his hand up and pushed it through Austin’s hair. Timing a groan, he flinched his body pulling off Austin’s mask. Feeling exposed, Austin fucked Ayden’s ass harder.

  “Uhhh,” Ayden grunted, closing his eyes to completely lose himself in the pleasure.

  When he opened his eyes again Austin’s unmasked face was staring at his in the mirror. Looking directly at it, Ayden’s suspicion was confirmed.

  Austin leaned on Ayden and fucked him even harder. Austin knew that whatever the answer was to their similarities, Ayden already had it, and it felt even more thrilling being the only one that didn’t know.

  Austin put his hand on Ayden’s shoulder and pumped forcefully. The sound of skin slapping skin rang through the room. Ayden put his second hand on the wall in front of him absorbing Austin’s pounding.

  “Yes,” Ayden shouted.

  Austin pressed his chest against Ayden’s back and gripped onto Ayden’s cock. Stroking it vigorously, Ayden could feel the cum building at the base of his balls. And the more Austin’s cock pressed against his prostate the less he could hold back his cum.

  “I’m gonna shoot,” Ayden announced.

  Austin fucked harder. As the pressure built in his own cock he let go of Ayden’s tool. Ayden, gripping his cock, jacked it to the rhythm of Austin’s fucking.

  “You ready?” Austin asked.

  “Yeah.”

  Austin gripped tightly onto Ayden’s waist and took a sharp, deep breath.

  “Fuck yeah,” Austin moaned.

  “Yeah.”

  Fuck yeah.”

  “Yeah!”

  Ayden’s body stiffened with a final deep breath. Climbing up onto his toes he succumbed to the pulse that shot his hot cum out of his sensitive cock onto the distant wall.

  Aaaahhhh yeeeaaah!

  “Fuuuccckkk yeeeeaaah!” Austin yelled gripping into Ayden’s flesh, jamming his cock as deeply as he could to fire his load.

  Austin continued to fuck pumping everything he had into his twin’s ass. When he had nothing left he fell exhausted onto Ayden’
s wildly twitching body. Both guys panting with their eyes closed, opened their eyes when the sounds of moaning came from behind them.

  Ayden and Austin, still too tired to stand, looked around and found both girls naked in the bedroom doorway. Jennifer was holding a picture frame in one hand and was rubbing Megan’s shaved, swollen clit with the other. Megan, standing slightly behind Jennifer, was enthusiastically flicking Jennifer’s engorged clit in return. Both girls were about to cum.

  Megan, with her free hand around Jennifer, came first with a squeal.

  “Eeee.”

  And right on cue, Jennifer’s stomach jiggled as her orgasm rushed through her and sprayed a handful of juices down her leg.

  “Ohhhh!” Jennifer shrieked as her legs shook.

  “Yeah,” Megan said looking into Jennifer’s spent eyes.

  Megan leaned on Jennifer nuzzling her head into the D-cups neck. Megan reached up and kissed the slightly taller girl, before both leaned against the wall to rest.

  “How long you been watching?” Ayden asked with Austin’s shrinking cock still in his ass.

  “From when you pulled off Austin’s mask,” Megan replied. “You know how fuckin’ hot that was. You two are twins and you knew it.”

  When Austin’s cock popped out, both boys stood up.

  “What does she mean?” Austin asked turning to Ayden.

  “I don’t know,” Ayden said looking away.

  “Oh don’t give me that shit. Jennifer saw it as soon as she saw a picture of me and Austin. So I know you saw it in the mirror.”

  “What is she saying?” Ayden asked.

  Jennifer crossed to her boyfriend and handed him the picture frame. Ayden looked down embarrassed. He knew that there was no way anyone could tell which of them it was.

  “That was so hot!” Jennifer whispered with a blush.

  Austin pushed past Jennifer and placed himself in front of Ayden. With his hands on his twin’s mask he removed it from Ayden’s face. The realization of who he was looking at slowly seeped in.

  “I knew I’d find you. I knew it!”

  Austin threw his arms around Ayden and fell into his arms.

  “When’s your birthday?” Austin muttered.

  “August 12.”

  Austin gripped Ayden tighter. “Mine too.”

  Ayden unsure how to react, gave in to his feelings. Holding tightly onto his new found twin, Ayden cried. Embracing each other, both guys knew that because of what they had just done, they were immediately bonded in a way that no other twin could understand. And deep inside, that made them both very happy.

  The end.

  *****

  Two Hearts

  Jayson knocked on the door of his childhood home. It had been two years since his last visit which came after the passing of his biological mother. Since he and his father left when he was eight years old, Jayson hadn’t visited often. And the times he had visited it was for reasons similar to today.

  The door of the farmhouse opened to reveal a short, deeply tanned woman of mixed Pilipino descent. She was thin and attractive hiding full C cups under her tank top.

  “Jayson?” The woman asked.

  “Brittany?” Jayson replied having only talk to her on the phone.

  “Yeah. Wow, I would have recognized you anywhere,” Brittany said with a smile. “Come on in.”

  Jayson walked into the house and found that nothing had changed from his last visit. The place even still smelled like cedar. That was one of things that he did miss. The smell of cedar always reminded him of this home.

  “I’m so glad you came. I don’t know what to do anymore. He just lies there all day. If I don’t bring him food he doesn’t eat. I can’t even get him to leave the bedroom anymore. So I was thinking that since you two are twins you could help him somehow.”

  Brittany paused as she fought back her tears. “I just don’t know what else to do.”

  Jayson walked over to the fireplace and examined the pictures on the mantle. The most prominent was the one of him and Jaxson together. It was taken when they were seven and was from their first hunting trip. Both wore identical camouflage jackets and held identical kid-sized rifles. The picture reminded Jayson how much they had both enjoyed being twins.

  The picture also made Jayson consider how different their lives would have been if they weren’t split up by their parent’s divorce a year later. Jayson still called his brother often from Los Angeles where he and his dad moved, but nothing could replace being with each other in person.

  “Where is he?” Jayson asked leaving his travel bag and heading to the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

  “He’s in his room.”

  Jayson walked down the hall to their childhood bedroom. After a pause he opened the door. The bedroom was updated to that of an adult’s but it didn’t contain Jaxson.

  “He doesn’t sleep in there anymore,” Brittany corrected when she saw Jayson’s confusion. “We moved into the master bedroom.”

  Jayson looked further down the hallway and found his mom’s room. It was odd to think of anyone in there but his mother, but as he thought about it, it only made sense.

  Jayson pushed on the open door at the end of the hall and found a completely renovated room. The farmhouse ceiling had been gutted and turned into an open ceiling with exposed beams. The room had been extended and painted to look like exposed brick, and the floors had been resurfaced to look like hard wood. This room in the country farmhouse had been renovated to look like a Malibu, California loft. Or more precisely, it was renovated to look like Jayson’s Malibu loft and the details were incredible.

  Jayson scanned the room further and found a futon placed on the floor exactly where it was the last time his twin had come to California. And in the bed was an identical version of himself lying in his boxers on his stomach facing away.

  Jayson stared down at his brother for a while then turned back to Brittany. “Can you give us a minute?” Jayson asked reaching for the bedroom door.

  “Sure, of course,” she replied backing out.

  With the door closed, Jayson looked down at his brother again. His 29-year-old body looked just as it had a year earlier. Jayson always considered Jaxson to be the stronger of the two even though no one could ever tell their two bodies apart. Both bodies had a hint of their dad’s dark Latino complexion. And both had a perfectly symmetrical smooth built chest and athlete’s legs. Although both guys worked out regularly, both had to admit that it was mostly genetics.

  Jayson, still examining his brother’s motionless body, slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Resting it on the ottoman that also sat next to his own bedroom door, he made his way to the futon. As not to startle him, Jayson climbed into bed with him, laid his muscular chest on the side of his brother’s back and slipped his arm around Jaxson until his palm was grasping Jaxson’s pecs. He then nuzzled up against his brother’s neck and breathed him in. The scent was raw and intoxicating. Still facing the other way with his eyes closed, Jaxson smiled when he felt the familiar touch.

  Both guys lay with each other not moving a muscle until finally Jaxson turned his head. Looking into his brother’s eyes, Jaxson felt a wave of warmth. There was no where he would prefer to be than in his brother’s arms and he considered it way too long since the last time he was.

  Jaxson comfortably examined his twin’s face, nothing had changed on him. His hair was still a golden brown. His nose was still straight and perfect. His hairless cheeks were still sharp and his chin contained the same dimple that made them unmistakably twins. Jaxson leaned in to kiss his brother’s fine lips. Seeing the approach Jayson pulled away. Returning his head to the pillow, Jaxson stared longingly at his twin instead.

  “I missed you,” Jaxson spoke in a raspy voice.

  “I’ve missed you too,” Jayson replied staring at his twin’s beard.

  “Mom’s gone,” Jaxson announced as if Jayson didn’t know.

  “She is.”

  Jayson looked at his brother with sad
ness. Jaxson hadn’t recovered as quickly as Jayson had, and the first time Jayson realized Jaxson wasn’t doing as well was when his brother stopped calling as often. It was typical for the guys to talk everyday on the phone. But when it dropped to once a week and then every two weeks, Jayson took it to mean that his twin needed more space instead of what it was, a cry for his twin’s help.

  “Let’s get you into the shower,” Jayson suggested. Jayson moved his hand from under his brother and raked it through his twin’s wavy golden brown hair. Jayson had to admit that he missed having someone that he could so freely touch. As kids, there were never any secrets between the two. That had always created an intimate bond between the young boys that exceeded anything that Jayson knew in adulthood.

  “Come on. It’s time to get up.”

  Gaining a strength that he hadn’t felt in weeks, Jaxson sat up as his brother stood. Examining Jayson’s chest, he found it exactly as he remembered it. It was hairless, and all of the muscles were squared off. Jaxson always considered his brother the better looking of the two, and staring at him again, he was reminded that it was true.

  Jayson offered Jaxson his hand. Jaxson, looking up at his brother, grabbed onto it and pulled himself to his feet. With all of the blood rushing from his head, Jaxson held onto his brother for support.

  “Are you alright?” Jayson asked with concern.

  “Yeah,” Jaxson replied, glad that his brother was there for him.

  Not letting go of Jaxson’s hand, Jayson led his brother into the bathroom. As new as the bedroom was, it felt unusual to re-enter the coral colored unchanged remnant of their past. Jayson looked around the large bathroom experiencing flashes of memories. He remembered all of the little taboo games he had played with his brother on the floor. He remembered everything they had done together.

  Jayson let go his brother’s hand and sat on the footrest that had been placed just outside the tub. Adjusting the shower knobs, Jayson turned back to glimpse his brother as he pulled off his boxers. Jaxson’s flat stomach continued without interruption all the way down to his bush of curly dark pubes. Hanging from that was his long soft cock. Like the rest of him, his brother’s cock was tanned. It was another thing Jayson knew he shared with his twin.