My Girlfriends Twin Brother

Our next session at Rob and Roberta’s house, I headed downstairs as Rob went to the kitchen for a couple of waters, I passed the old dirty towel with my dried up cum on it in a heap on the floor still from our last session. I grabbed it and hung it over the shower bar and I changed into my shorts and at that moment I decided I’d try it commando today, I felt really weird and self conscious.

Rob came down, I was already doing some pushups, but apparently wrong, according to Rob, and he tried to show me by setting himself up next to me, but all I saw was his little tent poking down till it hit the floor. He told me to duplicate what he did, and after 3 or 4 he stopped and knelt next to me, he put one hand on the nave of my back and the other under me, pretty much touching my woody, as his hands followed me, pushing towards the floor and back up again keeping me planked. But Rob was holding my silk covered dick in his palm and the up and down action made me harder and harder, as he said “There you go, that a boy, that’s good, isn’t that better”? I said “yeah I guess” as I really couldn’t figure out if he was talking about my form or my package, but it’s like he ignored my hardness in his hands, I know it felt good to me, so I know, he knew he was touching it.

Then we moved back to the weight bench, where I was spotting him, after he did about 10 reps, he laid there looking up at me, I was sure even though my face was almost directly over his, I thought his eyes were looking up my shorts. Then surprisingly and suddenly he made his move, he took one hand off the bar and slid it up my leg and he let his fingers gently touch and slide down my shaft, giving a slight twirl at the start of the head. God I was in heaven, and I didn’t say a thing, as my dick raised to attention quick as could be. It was like I was giving him permission to continue. I leaned down placing my hands on either side of his sweaty torso on the padded weight bench to keep from collapsing, as he tugged slightly harder. Shit I was letting my girlfriend’s twin brother play with my dick. My face was mere inches from his blond peach fuzzed belly button as I gathered enough strength to not collapse. I saw his silky shorts begin to pop a tent as his dick grew with quickness flopping up toward his stomach under the silky material, as the tenting retreated a bit once his dick flipped to his stomach. Then for some reason I decided it was time to make my move, and I was going to do it, I reached up with one hand keeping the other firmly on the bench for balance and found his dick in his shorts and slid the silky material over it. I stroked long strokes to his sudden moans of satisfaction, as if inviting me to continue. His touch on me was perfect, he knew what he was doing, the right spots, the right motion, and apparently so did I.

He then lifted his head stretching his neck pulling himself up using the weight bar for leverage and then ….I felt it, first a sliding lick of my slit, then a tongue swirl around the head, then just under the head. My dick was fully erect pointing straight down at his face as I backed my footing up, lowering it into his open mouth as I rested my stomach directly on the weight bar. He engulfed my engorged member fully in his mouth, as I pushed his waistband over his dick sliding it under his balls, for the first time exposing that beautiful white veiny dick, with tight blonde peach fuzzed balls. It’s the first time I actually ever saw a live dick so close to my face in all its ridges and bumps, as I took it in both hands resting my stomach and full body weight on that bar now, I began touching his dick all over. My whole body now supported by that weight bar in my stomach, Rob working my dick in his mouth, stopping only briefly to pull my shorts down which dropped to my knees, as I lowered my dick back into his mouth, his hands reached up and caressed my ass as he gently applied pressure pushing me into his mouth further, Rob was giving me a full onslaught blow job and feeling my ass.

I was bound and determined to take him into my mouth, as I used my fingers to lift his dick up off his stomach I saw a glistening wet spot gathering in his slit and a small web of precum bridging to his abdomen that snapped as I lifted it higher, I drew my mouth closer, opened wide hoping it would fit, and I wouldn’t choke, extended my tongue and touched the wet spot as I slid my somewhat dry tongue in the droplets. His dick was hard, yet felt silky smooth to my fingers touch, and as I expanded my exploration with my course, dry, tongue, on his silky smooth shaft and head, I found myself briefly tongue searching the interior of my own dry mouth for any excess saliva to moisten my cause. We were now 69’ing over a barbell. His hands caressing my balls as his excessively slippery saliva slid up and down my dick, me gently squeezing his nuts as my dry tongue feeling like sandpaper scraping skin cells off of his member. I worked him more with my fingers, when I heard him yell stop, I immediately pulled off, as I surprisingly felt the spurts of his warm cum splash up to my face, and my hands retreated back to his balls as they seemed to twist all by themselves in my fingers. With that, I too announced my intent to cum and he held my naked ass down firm in place as my dick head stood directly over his face and my loads of cream splashed down to his face, I felt his head thrash slightly between my legs as he removed his hands to clear the fluid from his eyes.

I slowly returned to standing, not really knowing what to say or do next as he sat up and turned toward me, pointing to a red indented stripe across my stomach, left from all my weight rocking on the barbell. He stood, headed toward the bathroom, and grabbed a towel as he returned wiping his face, I told him there was some dangling from his hair that he missed, after wiping it he tossed me the towel, and I continued to wipe his jizz off of me. As my dick began limping we stood there facing each other, less than a foot away. We stood there in silence, I bent over and pulled up my shorts, as did he, and he quietly headed to the shower, as he finished and came out into the room drying just like the other day, handing me a clean folded towel. I headed in to the shower, and he said, “That was nice”. As I showered I thought about those words, “That was nice”? What did he mean? “Nice”? Christ, I thought that was fantastic, “Nice?”…When I came out, he was already gone, I dressed and went upstairs, I only saw Roberta in the living room, asked her where Rob was, she said he left, and she stood and took my hand to lead me upstairs saying, we still have a good hour before her parents come home. She wanted to fool around. I was in no mood to fool around with her after what just happened, in fact I was kind of angry with myself, but too exhausted to fool around and feeling too guilty to refuse, as she stood there slipping her hands into my jeans with an ear to ear smile on her face.

We made out as we moved to the bed, I reluctantly felt her up out of guilt, and tried like hell to pretend to be interested. She sensed some hesitation, asking what’s wrong, I almost slipped and told her, but that wouldn’t be fair to Rob or her for that matter, she deserved better. We wound up dry humping, eventually we ran out of time, as we adjusted our clothes and greeted her mom as she came in the door, and I helped her mom with the groceries she was struggling to bring in. Rob soon followed in behind her and scooted past us, heading upstairs to his room, saying nothing. Her mom asked me to stay for dinner, I made an excuse to head out, just to avoid any confrontation.

The next day at school, I caught a glimpse of Roberta across the hall as she headed towards me, I doubted anything was said, but I began to get nervous as she approached, I smiled as she reached up and I leaned down for a kiss, I was in the clear so far. Later I saw Rob who seemed like he was avoiding me, as I tried to think of something to say, I blurted out to him as a question “Workout this afternoon?” He quickly answered back “Not today, maybe tomorrow”. I let it go as he walked away, yet I found myself admiring his tight ass as it disappeared in the distance.

Roberta and I hung out that afternoon, with no sign of Rob. The same thing happened the next day and the day after that, Roberta and I were back as best friends hanging together, having brief but satisfying sexual playfulness between us, only I imagined her being Rob all the time now, one day I even reached into her panties expecting to feel his hard dick, trying to grab it, when my hand found her overly moist valley, damn I still made believe it was him, although not identical twins, the similarities are so strong I even mistakenly called her Rob once, when she questioned it I explained I just thought Rob was an acceptable shortening for Roberta and she said yeah but it never stuck because of the confusion with her brother, and she asked I not do that anymore, if I needed a Nickname I should use Berta and I embarrassingly agreed.

One day she asked if everything was ok between Rob and me as she said we hadn’t worked out in several days, I said I wasn’t sure, I’ve asked him a few times, maybe he’s found a girlfriend or something, she said she doubted it as he’s always been a loner, in fact she was glad I was taking an interest and hanging out together with him. She then said she’d ask him cause she didn’t even think he was even working out on his own lately.

The next day at their house, Roberta asked if I wanted to go downstairs and work out alone without Rob, as she said Rob was apparently preoccupied, and he had changed the subject when she spoke to him at dinner last night, asking him about his lack of his usual workouts. She asked me to approach him and ask, because he hasn’t been himself lately and she was concerned. I said I’d try, and would like to work out but I didn’t have my workout bag of clothes with me today. She told me to grab Rob’s gym bag and borrow a pair of shorts from him. That offer tingled me in my pants and I said “Great, I’ll be back up in about a half hour”, as I headed down the stairs to his make shift workout room. I pulled out his green silk short shorts and held them briefly to my nose, as I stripped down sliding them over my raging hard on and I grabbed my shaft through the material and slid my shaft back and forth like I began touching Rob last week for the first time, before I knew it my cum was flowing, wetting a huge spot through the material, crap what do I do now? I yanked them off and ran to the bathroom sink rinsing them and hanging them over the shower rod. I quickly dressed and headed back upstairs, telling Roberta I forgot I had something I was going to do today and forgot, as I shot out the front door, I passed Rob coming in. He said “Hey do you want to hang today”? I said very apologetic and regretted having to decline as I was still horny and desired another session with him. He headed inside saying well maybe next time, don’t forget to bring your stuff.

I got home and quickly hibernated to my room when I got a text, from Rob, he said sorry man, but I really want to talk, I wanted to talk to you today, but I guess I want to get together and discuss what happened the other day, and we need to do it in person, he indicated he is conflicted, but wants to be my friend no matter what, and then asked if we could spend tomorrow, Wednesday, Roberta’s honor club day, talking while we worked out. I thought about his text and was a bit scared of the next move, but I wanted so much to get back to our sexy workout sessions, I finally answered back and agreed we’d get together tomorrow.

To Be Continued