by A. Anders
Letting go of Kyle’s head, Jaime slid his hand down to Kyle’s trimmed crotch. Palming it, his heart fluttered as he was about to push in. Taking a second more to enjoy the magnificence of the moment, he braced Kyle’s crotch and thrust. Kyle gasped causing him to stop.
Jaime looked up at Kyle who embarrassedly rested his forehead onto Mel’s. Mel looked into Kyle’s eyes and stretched up to give him a quiet kiss. Waiting for him to gather himself, Jaime perched his large cock again. This time with Mel taking the initiative, she pushed her pussy onto Kyle’s cock allowing it to slide in with a silent quiver. And when her pussy lips sat firmly on Kyle’s groin, she pushed harder.
Mel was strong and the pressure on Kyle’s hole was more than Jaime had imagined. So when Kyle’s tight hole pushed even harder onto Jaime’s cock, the hole released and let the thick tool pop in. Kyle bit his lip and gripped onto his girlfriend to fight off the pain.
Jaime slid his hand up Kyle’s chest between him and his girlfriend. The warmth from their two bodies was wonderful. So slowly pulling his cock out and sliding it back in, Jaime relaxed into the quiet sex that transported him to another place.
With his eyes closed, Jaime realized that they weren’t silent. The smacking sound coming from Mel’s wet pussy and Kyle’s shallow breaths could be heard by anyone awake. Jaime didn’t worry about it, though. His family had long been asleep. And as long as there weren’t moans, no one would ever know.
As Jaime sped up his fucking, Mel did as well. Looking past Kyle, Jaime caught Mel’s eyes as they fluttered trying to fight back her groans. As loud as she usually was, Jaime could never have imagined his sister being this quiet and it amused him. Mel, seeing her brother’s smile, knew what it was for and smiled back.
It was at that point when he truly relaxed. Mel wanted him there. She wanted them to fuck her boyfriend together, and if that was what she wanted, then that was what she was going to get.
Jaime snaked his hips back and forth into Kyle. His tightness was loosening. And when Mel did the same, Kyle couldn’t help but react. Tilting back his mop of curly dark hair, he rested his head on Jaime’s. And not knowing how much more he could take, he reached back placing his hand on Jaime’s ass.
“Yeah,” Kyle whispered before Jaime quickly reached up silencing him.
With his hand latched onto Kyle’s mouth, Jaime fucked him harder. Knowing that he couldn’t possibly say anything, Jaime moved his hand to Kyle’s hips and slammed himself into him. Looking down at Mel, she did the same. Kyle’s distorted face said that he was about to blow.
Jaime’s taint tickled when he saw Kyle’s pleasure. Kyle’s approaching orgasm was hastening his. So resting his cheek on Kyle’s, he closed his eyes trying not to moan.
After a few uncontrollable twitches, Kyle was the first of the three to release his load. Suddenly stroking his groin between Jaime’s cock and Mel’s pussy, he sprayed his juices into Melissa with a muffled yelp.
Mel, on the verge of succumbing herself, lifted her leg over both of her boys and ground even harder. And with the springs in the mattress starting to creak, she gripped her nails into her boyfriend and threw her mouth forward filling it with Kyle’s shoulder as she orgasmed. Jaime, still clamping Kyle’s mouth, silenced his screams.
And with the creaks of the mattress quieting and only Jaime left to cum, he slid his hand back down to Kyle’s cock and slipped it between his two fingers. Closing his eyes and rubbing his cheek on Kyle’s, he thought about who he was with and what he felt like in his hand. Jaime could not have asked for anything more. It was at that moment that his balls quivered and the shaft of his cock ached as the fiery cum shot into Kyle’s ass. It took everything inside of him to not bellow as loudly as he could.
Jaime lay back doing his best to quietly catch his breath. He was awash in ecstasy and was willing to do whatever it took to make the feeling last. So when Kyle made a gesture to move, Jaime allowed him to get comfortable, but not to get away. Jaime remembered that Kyle belonged to his sister, but none of them would’ve have been there if there wasn’t a part of Kyle that belonged to him as well.
‘Why else would Mel have Okayed this?’ He decided.
Even when Kyle’s cock shrunk out of Mel, Jaime’s cock remained hard in Kyle. This was unusual for Jaime. He had never before remained hard for so long after cumming. He attributed it entirely to his deep connection to Kyle. And when Mel wrapped her body over her boyfriend’s and Jaime eased his cock even further into Kyle’s ass, it was Jaime’s hip that Kyle rested his hand on. Jaime, wrapping his hand around the two of them, couldn’t imagine two people he could love more.
By the time morning arrived, each of them was again clothed. Each took their shower and packed for their trip never forgetting what they had shared the night before. And as they sat on the plane waiting to return home, Kyle was again between the two siblings.
As the flight took off, Jaime looked over at the two wondering how much a part of their lives he could be from now on considering what they had done. His question was answered almost immediately when Mel reached for his armrest and took her brother’s hand in hers.
Looking across at his big sister, Jaime saw love in her eyes. Squeezing on her hand and giving her a smile back, he was even more surprised when she brought his hand to rest just on the inside of Kyle’s crotch. Unsure of what this meant, it became clear when Mel let go and put her hand on the other side. Kyle was to be both of their boyfriends now. And staring at the two as they innocently smiled back, Jaime was very happy.
The end.
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Next Up, Twins
The next series of stories were also a little too hot for Amazon. I could understand why. As I wrote more stories in this series I got bolder and less constrained by Amazon’s rules. That got these stories banned for a long time. But luckily times have changed and here they are to melt your Kindle as you read. Enjoy!
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My Boyfriend's Twin (Box Set)
Four MMF bisexual threesome with MM stories where young, hot, straight guys are sexually seduced by guys who look identical to themselves.
Mirrored Image:
After being dumped by his girlfriend, Brandon meets Braden, a fellow tourist at a hotel bar in The Bahamas. Aroused by how much they look like each other, they drink until they find the courage to see how far their similarities go. Intoxicated by each other’s toned, rippling bodies and extreme good looks, they sneak into Braden’s bed and cross boundaries that neither thought they would ever cross… especially with Braden’s hot, naked girlfriend sleeping beside them.
Seeing Double:
After Cameron’s girlfriend approaches him about a threesome with his twin Cody, Cam convinces Cody to fulfill their childhood fantasy. But with Cameron’s girlfriend undressing in the next room, and the guys undressing in the bedroom, Cameron reveals a titillating secret that changes the night and the rest of their lives.
The Man in the Mask:
Attending a masquerade party with his girlfriend, Ayden meets Austin, a party-goer who looks, and is dressed exactly like him. Feeling a mysterious connection with Austin, Ayden and his girlfriend go back to the gorgeous couple’s apartment for a sexual adventure. When the girls disappear into the bedroom, the two sexy masked men unveil a secret and cross boundaries that they could never have before imagined.
Two Hearts:
Jayson receives a desperate call from his twin’s girlfriend asking him to return to their Nebraska home. Jayson arrives to find his twin Jaxson in a grief-stricken state. In order to nurse his brother back to health, Jayson must confront the feelings that drove them apart as kids. And listening outside of view, Jaxson’s girlfriend is charged to do anything necessary to satisfy the two sexy twins.
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Mirrored Image
Brandon cozied up to his Bahama Mama at the bar wishing the drink came with a pair of firm Bahama breasts like the ones on his waitress, when a pair of full Ds sat down beside him.
“Gues
s who I saw in the bathroom?” The 24-year-old over tanned, petite girl said widening her raccoon eyes. “Our friend,” she said waiting for acknowledgement.
Brandon didn’t know this girl and hadn’t even seen her around the resort, but when a drunk girl in a bikini top and tiny sheer sarong bottom sits down next to you at a bar in the Bahamas, you play along.
“Really?” Brandon replied not knowing how surprised to react.
“She’s wearing the hat again. I followed her for five minutes and she was hitting on this really young local guy. She’s on the prowl,” the girl said with a smile. “She’s got island fever, he’s got island fever, they’ve got island fever. They’re in love,” she sang with a smile.
“Hey Baby why’d you leave our table? Were gonna lose it, baby,” she said rubbing up against him.
To Brandon’s regret, he realized that her forwardness wasn’t the girl’s way of hitting on him. It was a case of mistaken identity. “I didn’t have a table,” he said allowing her to figure out the mistake on her own.
The girl squinted her raccoon eyes at Brandon. “Where did you get this shirt? That’s not the shirt you were wearing.”
Brandon waited for a second sure that even her rum punch filled mind would soon make the connection. When it didn’t happen he helped her along. “Um, I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else,” he said with a smile.
The girl wobbled a little squinting again at Brandon. She smiled with realization. Leaning over on top of him she slipped her hand between his legs and grabbed onto his package. “Yeah, then maybe we should go back to my room before my boyfriend gets back.”
Brandon had no idea what to do. Had she realized her mistake or not, he wondered. But in either case considering that his girlfriend dumped him after he bought the nonrefundable tickets, it felt nice to have a girl’s petite hand palm his crotch as a reward. Besides, Brandon always found it hard to resist a girl that smelled like jasmine.
“So you want to go back to my room, stranger?”
Brandon went with it. “Yeah.”
The girl leaned over and slowly placed her tongue in his mouth. Brandon let go and felt the newness of the tongue that danced with his. He liked it.
After a short moment the girl pulled away and stared at Brandon. She squinted again and then without a word, got up and looked around curiously. Stumbling a little she walked away. Brandon watched her stumble around the room and then turned back to his drink with a smile. This would be the story he told his friends when he got back home, he decided.
Brandon turned around when he heard the girl’s voice again. With her hands over a man’s eyes she led the man to the stool next to Brandon’s. With him seated she spoke. “Okay, are you ready, baby?”
“Yeah I’m ready, sweets,” a familiar sounding voice said back in a Georgia accent.
“Okay, look.”
The girl removed her hand and Brandon got a good look at him. Brandon got an instant flash of recognition. He knew this man. He had seen him before. Oh wait, no I don’t, he thought. Oh my god, he looks exactly like me.
“Don’t you see it, baby? You two could be twins. You kiss nothing alike though.”
The man turned back toward the girl. “Wait, you kissed him, sweets?”
The girl took hold of her boyfriend’s face and turned it toward Brandon. “Look at him. Just look at him.”
The man looked at Brandon a little longer, then without a warning a flash went off in his eyes. “Holy fuck!” The man said. “Jesus Christ, you look exactly like me. Are you some sort of spy or something?”
Brandon smiled because he knew exactly what the man was referring to. He had seen the Mission Impossible movies where the spies put on masks to look just like the person they were about to kill.
“Do I look like Tom Cruise?” Brandon asked with a smile.
“That’s the point. You could be.”
Brandon smiled again. “No, I’m not Tom Cruise.” Brandon stuck out his hand. “Brandon Fox.”
“Holy fuck, seriously? Braden Thompson.”
“Oh that’s funny,” Brandon said shaking a strong, yet surprisingly soft hand. Brandon would have preferred to have soft hands, but the nonslip area on the weight bars at his gym had always taken their toll. Brandon liked the way Braden’s hand felt in his. Through it he could feel an instant magnetism between them. It was like an invisible force that pulled them together preventing them for taking their eyes off one another.
“Twenty eight years old?” Brandon asked jokingly.
“Twenty eight,” Braden replied shocked. “January 15th?”
“Oh that’s spooky. January 13th,” he said with a smile.
“That’s so weird. Isn’t that weird, baby?” The girl interjected. “Could you imagine if there were two of you?” She said wrapping her arms around her boyfriend’s chest. “Man, I would love to see you two get it on.”
“Sweets!” Braden said embarrassed. “My girl’s got a thing for watching two guys together.” Braden took a quick look at his girl. “And she’s really drunk so….”
“Oh, the two of you together would be so fuckin’ hot!” She groaned slipping her hand between Braden’s legs. Braden laughed getting a laugh back from Brandon.
Brandon had never really considered the idea of being with a man before. Brandon spent a lot of time working on his body so he did check out other guys at the gym. But he hadn’t even seen a gay porn and although one of his drunk internet comparative searches did lead to him jacking off after his research told him that he had a bigger than average cock, he didn’t even consider himself bi-curious.
But there was something about the fact that a hot girl said it and that looking at Braden was like looking in a mirror that made him feel a familiar tug in his jeans. Brandon had no desire to gay out with some guy as a rebound, but a question that began to tug on his mind was how similar was this virtual twin’s body to his own.
Brandon looked at Braden who stared waiting for Brandon to say the first word. Brandon shifted his eyes at the man’s chest. It was tough to tell under the shirt but it looked like he worked out. And when he felt his eyes wonder down to Braden’s crotch he quickly lifted them back up and turned them toward his drink.
“Oh baby, I’m so hot!” The girl said kissing Braden’s neck.
Brandon looked over to watch the man that looked like him make out with the smoking hot bikini girl. It made his cock even harder.
“We’re gonna go back to our room,” Braden said leaving the statement open for interpretation.
“Okay then,” Brandon said feeling a compulsion to suggest his coming with them but not knowing how.
“Yeah, Okay,” Braden said clearly a little disappointed. Braden got up. “Well, um, maybe I’ll see you around then. How long you hear for?”
“I’m leaving tomorrow.”
“Oh seriously?” Braden looked away in thought. “Well, maybe I’ll see you before then.”
“Yeah okay,” Brandon said feeling an energy from the man that he had never experienced before.
“Yeah, nice to meet you,” the girls said latching herself onto her boyfriend. “I liked kissing you,” she added with a smile.
“Nice kissing you too,” he replied.
The couple turned away and walked out. Brandon continued to watch them and just as they were about to turn out of sight, he saw Braden look back at him. Brandon knew what that look meant. He had seen it many times from girls. That meant, “I’m interested.”
Brandon turned back toward his drink. When he felt his generous cock fill out his pants, he knew that he should have figured out a way to go back with them. She was hot on her own, but he had to admit that the person that he was most interested in getting naked was the one whose large cock probably mirrored his own.
Brandon doubled up on his drinks after that. And with every drink he thought more about the hot girl and her even hotter boyfriend. Was that what he himself looked like to others? He wondered. Staring at the drink that had finall
y released his most guarded thoughts, he had to admit that Braden was gorgeous. His dark hair that loosely fell over his forehead, his thin eyebrows and high cheek bones, his strong jaw and gently tanned white skin looked exactly like his own.
What Brandon didn’t know and wanted to know more with every drink was how his naked chest looked. Did is pecks square off in the corners like his did? Did his stomach ripple like his? Did his virtual twin remove the hair from his legs to better highlight the definition in his thighs and calf like his ex had once teased him for? And would the man, who seemed so much like himself, do the things to him that his conservative ex-girlfriend would not?
Brandon had often wondered what it would feel like if he could suck his own cock. He thought about it even more when his ex stopped doing it for him. Would having someone that looked just like him do it be counted as gay? Brandon decided that it wouldn’t.
Brandon was fully drunk and very horny an hour later when Braden enthusiastically reentered the sparsely populated bar. Braden’s attention was clearly set on finding Brandon and when he did, his body seemed to relax at the sight. Braden walked back over.
“What’re you drinking?” Braden asked.
“Bahama Mama,” he replied trying not to slur.
“I fuckin’ love those things.” Braden signaled to the bartender requesting two more.
“Where’s your girl?” Brandon asked wondering if it was now too late to join in the fun.
“Passed out. Figured I’d see if you were still around.”
Brandon liked how upfront his new friend was. The thought of it turned him on even more, and in his drunken state he couldn’t help but say it. “I have to say, you are one fucking hot man.”