Pay for Gay

“Asher, NO. You know I hate that,” Austin frowned at his twin brother.

“Austin, come on. He thinks we’re hot.”

“We ARE hot. No,” Austin said, standing his ground. Then for some reason he asked, “How old is this guy anyway?”

“I don’t know,” Asher shrugged.

“You just said he was some old guy!”

“I guess, forty?”

“Dude, that’s old.”

“It’s not THAT old. Dad is the same age.”

“Yeah, and dad is OLD.”

“Whatever,” Asher said as he gave his brother a slap on the shoulder. “Come on, when is there ever going to be another chance to MAKE money on spring break?”

Their parents had sent them on an all-expense-paid Spring Break vacation; ten days in Mexico. They were on their own and with their dad’s credit card and those are two things that could get a couple of eighteen-year-old boys in trouble. These weren’t just any boys. They were twins; handsome, hot, muscular, athletic twins. They were cocky and free with their bodies, loved to show off their buff bodies. Even opting to wear speedos at the pool and beach to get the most attention. It was easy to score pussy when you’re one half of two beautiful identical brothers. Picture it: two beautiful, tan, muscular, ripped identical twins walking towards you on the beach in nothing but tiny speedos. Gay or straight, you wouldn’t be able to resist.

Even though they didn’t need money right now, having some extra dough for when they got home would come in handy. Austin wondered how much money they could get. He wanted a new car and had been saving for it. If a rich gay guy wanted to throw his money away just to hang out with the brothers, that was his problem. Austin gave in to his handsome brother’s charms of persuasion.

“Fuck,” said Austin, giving in. “How much?” Austin asked with an apprehensive tone.

Asher got excited that is brother may be onboard. “He told me one-thousand to hang out with him for a few hours.”

“A grand?! And do what?” Austin asked with suspicion.

“I don’t know, Austin,” Asher shrugged his big muscular shoulders. “He’s just some gay guy who wants to look at us for a couple of hours. Who cares? An easy thousand.”

Austin looked conflicted. This isn’t the first time this has happened but the first time they would make money doing it. Gay dudes wanting to hang out with them all the time, it’s a fantasy for gay men to want to fuck around with twin brothers. Of course, Asher was down for anything. He liked the attention. He had no fear, the kind of guy to try anything once. Austin, on the other hand, was the cautious one, the one who protected his brother to the point of over protection and made the smart, level-headed decisions for the two.

Austin let out a heavy sigh, “Sometimes I hate the hot twin thing. It brings out all the pervs.”

“Bullshit! Dude, you know you like it,” Asher said calling him out. “It also brings out pussy.” Austin knew it was true. Being twins did provide a plethora of pussy. The two weren’t shy about having three and four-ways together with beautiful women. Many times they had sex with the same girl at the same time. Seeing each other naked and fucking was just natural as they got older.

Austin relented. He really did like it when people stared at the gorgeous duo. “Fine. But if he starts perving on us, we’re out of there,” Austin said with authority.

“Deal,” Asher said excitedly and hugged his brother. Austin smiled a little bit. It made him happy when his brother was happy. Often, it was hard to say no to him.

“And get the payment up front,” Austin said, pointing his finger at Asher. Asher thought it was weird how Austin made the demand as if it was second nature for him to ask for payment up front. Like he’d done it before.

“I know,” said Asher with an eye roll.

“When does he want to meet,” asked Austin.

“In an hour. He gave me his room number. It’s just one floor down from ours.”

Austin nodded his head. He started to pull out clothes from his suitcase and threw them on the bed. “What are you wearing?”

“He wants us in matching clothes,” Asher replied.

“Of course, he does,” Austin shook his head. “Why the fuck does everyone assume we wear matching clothes? We’re not twelve. We don’t have any matching clothes.”

“We do now,” Asher grabbed a bag from the table. “Here, I picked up two identical outfits while you were our surfing.”

Austin opened the bag and then looked at his brother and gave him a face that said ‘I shoulda known’.

Austin said accusingly, “You’re a shit. You knew I’d say yes.”

“Yeah. I did. You’re too easy,” Asher laughed. “Just try it on.”

Austin took out the outfit and threw it on the bed. He struggled to put on the new shirt. “This thing is too small. It’s tight as fuck.”

“I know, dude. That’s the point. Mo muscle, mo money,” Asher said as he pulled on his own shirt. Austin looked in the mirror and had to admit, he did look hot. The stretchy material clung to his chest and fit tight around his biceps. His abs were visible through the tight material.

Austin grabbed the shorts and held them up. They were square-cut speedos, both blue. Austin raised an eyebrow. “Dude, really? Why can’t we just wear the board shorts we brought?”

Asher laughed, “Because these are sexier. Just put it on. He’ll fucking love it.”

The two boys pulled on the identical suits. They struggled to pull them up over their developed bubble butts. “Dude, these are way tight,” Austin complained. “We want to tease the guy, not sexually harass him.”

“Austin, you can be such a little bitch sometimes. You’re fine,” Asher assured his brother. “You look hot and so do I. Just go with it, bro.”

Austin stood in front of the mirror flexing his muscles, admiring his tan, sleek lines. Asher stood close to him, both looking in the mirror and smiling. Asher put his arm around his brother and with the other hand, gave Austin a slap on a pec. “Come on, sexy slut. Let go get pumped up first.”

Austin looked at his brother like ‘what an odd thing to say’. “Sexy slut? You need to bring it down a notch or two. I’m not playing gay for him. I’m just showing off the goods.”

The brothers changed into some workout gear and got in a quick workout in the hotel gym. After they were adequately pumped, they showered and then changed back into their identical outfits and flip-flops and made their way downstairs.

“Wait,” Austin suddenly stopped his brother before he could knock. “What’s his name?”

“Reed.”

“K,” Austin said as he adjusted himself in the tight trunks and made sure his hair was perfect in the window reflection.

Asher knocked on the door and in a few seconds, they both heard the door unlock. Austin froze as he was surprised to see that Reed was actually quite handsome. He could be a model. He wore a pair of short, bright-red swim trunks like what they were wearing. The trunks showed off tan, lean, muscular quads, his body smooth as silk. His short, dark hair parted on the side, messily tasseled on top, clean-cut, trendy. He was tall, over six-foot-two, taller than their own five-ten. His dark blue t-shirt was snug, pulled taught across his slab chest, the sleeves bunched tight around his biceps and it lay flat against his waist, revealing a hint of six-pack underneath. His posture gave a vibe of authority; very alpha and Austin felt a twinge in his stomach while looking up at him. A twinge he couldn’t explain.

“Hey, guys. Come in,” Reed greeted them with a very deep baritone voice, he smiled and open the door wide.

“Thanks, Reed! This is my brother Austin,” Asher said nervously.

“Nice to meet you, Austin,” Reed said as he shook Austin’s hand. It was a firm grip that made Austin size up their host. ‘I can take him if I need to’ he thought to himself. It became a contest between two alphas. “Wow, you two really are identical. Can I get you a drink? Water, Coke, beer?”

“Beer,” the two brothers said in unison which made Reed chuckle.

“Two beers coming right up,” Reed said as he walked to the wet bar. “You’re both twenty-one, right? Just kidding, I don’t give a shit,” Reed laughed. The room was a suite and it was huge. It looked like it had two bedrooms with a living area in-between. The handsome man strutted back across the room and said, “Have a seat.”

The brothers sat down, side by side on the leather couch. Reed handed each a beer and he sat down across the coffee table from them on another couch.

“Cheers,” Reed said as he raised his bottle. Asher looked at Austin first before they raised their bottles and clinked them to Reed’s.

First things first, Austin nudged his brother. Asher cleared his throat and nervously started to ask about payment. He acted like he didn’t know how to ask the man for the money owed to them. For a second, Austin noticed his brother’s cocky veneer waver. Reed raised an eyebrow, confused as to what the boy was asking.

Austin cut him off, “We want paid upfront,” Austin said to Reed, a no-nonsense tone to his voice. Austin was blunt and outspoken. Asher was glad for that right now.

“Oh, of course. I understand.” Reed stood and went into a bedroom.

“Dude, do you have to be such a dick?” Asher whispered after Reed had left the room.

“It’s just business. Why are you so scared to ask for money? Besides, the guy is obviously loaded. He gets people asking him for money all the time. This isn’t the first time he’s done this.”

“Fine. Just don’t be a dick anymore,” Asher chided.

“Why don’t you quit being a little bitch,” Austin insulted his brother.

“YOU’RE the bitch,” was Asher’s lame comeback. “At least he’s good looking?” Asher commented to show Austin the silver lining.

Austin nodded. “Yeah, there is that. I’m glad he’s not some gross, overweight, hairy dude.”

Reed returned and handed each brother an envelope. Austin tore it open and pulled out one-thousand-dollars. He looked at the money with a confused expression.

Asher opened his and pulled out one-thousand-dollars as well. “I thought you said just a thousand-dollars?”

“Each,” Reed answered as if he swore that was the deal.

“Two-thousand-dollars to hang out with us?” Austin asked with suspicion. “What’s the catch?”

The handsome man laughed. “Is there something wrong with free money?”

“No. No, not at all. I just misunderstood you,” Asher smiled.

“So, your fucking loaded, aren’t you?” Austin asked, not holding back.

Reed chuckled again. “I just paid two, very hot, straight twin brothers two-thousand-dollars to come to my room. So, yes, you could say I’m...loaded.”

Austin nodded his head. “Huh,” he said with one eyebrow raised. The guy was blunt and to the point. He liked that.

“Sorry, Austin is this way with everyone.” Asher interrupted the two alphas, looking at Austin with a look that said to ‘shut up and play along’. “He’s kind of a dick.”

“Unapologetically so,” Austin smirked.

Reed sat back and took a pull from his beer. “No harm in being upfront and cautious. Just don’t let it get in my way, pretty boy.” Reed winked.

“You do you, dude,” Austin shrugged with a wink back. “Be it far from me to get in the way of another guy’s fun.”

“So, Reed, how long are you on the island for?” Asher asked him, changing the subject.

“Are you married?” Austin blurted out before Reed could answer Asher.

Asher looked at him in horror. “Dude! What the fuck?”

“No, it’s ok Asher,” Reed said with a straight face as he focused on Austin. “Yes.”

“Uh huh. Figures. Kids?” Austin fired back. Not that being married bothered him, it was none of his business but he wanted to know what he was getting into.

“No, but I have a dog. Did you want to know his name too?” Reed asked sarcastically. His face was still dead pan. He was being challenged by this snot-nosed little shit and didn’t take kindly to it.

“Your wife know you’re out here during spring-break cruising guys half your age?” Austin asked disrespectfully.

“Austin! You’re being a major dick. Fucking stop!” Asher pleaded with anger in his eyes. Austin noticed Asher’s hands were now curled into fists. “Put the knucks away, Ash. Don’t be stupid,” Austin said to Asher with a dark look in his eyes.

Reed folded his big arms over his chest and interrupted the boys tiff, “Yes, my HUSBAND knows I’m here and what I’m doing. I suspect he’s doing the same thing.” Austin took in Reed’s body language, the challenging position he took with his big arms over his developed chest. Once again, Austin felt a twinge. He sensed a change in his brother as well. He sensed Asher backing down at the sound of Reed’s baritone voice. Maybe the same feeling?

“Ah, husband. That’s cool,” Asher said quietly, “You don’t know where he is?” Asher asked casually looking around the room as if the husband was hiding. Austin thought that was a weird reaction coming from his brother. He thought, ‘Who the fuck is he looking for?’

“Yeah, I do. Balls deep in some sexually confused, muscled up frat boy he picked up at the pool,” Reed said matter of fact. “At least that’s what I gleaned from the video he just sent me of the kid bouncing up and down on his cock.”

“Balls deep, huh?” Austin taunted. “A marriage made in heaven.” Austin really did think that would be a cool situation; to be married but still able to fuck around with other women. He was beginning to like this guy.

Reed and Austin had a short stare down again before Austin raised his bottle and smiled. Reed slowly raised his and smiled back. They clinked bottles.

“I like you,” Austin smirked while nodding his head.

“I like you too,” Reed nodded. “But then, I like both of you,” he raised both eyebrows twice.

Austin decided to play along since the handsome man was rubbing off on him.

“What’s not to like?” Austin asked as he sat back on the couch and rested his arm on the back of the couch behind Asher’s head. He was putting them on display. He decided to give the man an eyeful now. Maybe it would get them more money.

Asher didn’t think twice about his brother’s arm behind him. He knew exactly what Austin was doing. The closeness was nothing new to Asher. They used to sleep in the same bed when they were kids. They were as close as two brothers could be. Hanging out on the couch and innocently cuddling was not foreign to them. Affection was part of their bond. Playing along, Asher reached up to his shoulder and took Austin’s hand, intertwined their fingers and held hands.

There was awkward silence as each man took a drink of their beers. Austin chugged his down and set it on the table. Reed stood without a word and fetched another beer. Asher turned and looked at Austin, the twin ESP kicked in. Without saying a word, they smiled at each other and knew to lay it on thicker. Reed came back with three beers.

“So, Reed, do you do this often?” Austin asked with a hint of smirk as he gently squeezed Ashers fingers and slight caresses with his thumb.

“What? Pay hot straight guys to entertain me?” Reed asked with a serious expression.

“To start with, yes,” Austin replied.

Reed looked back and forth between the two boys. He knew lying wasn’t going to cut it with Austin.

“Yes. I do,” Reed answered. “Obviously, I don’t need to,” he smiled and gestured to his whole body, “As you can see.” Austin tilted his head as if to say, ‘Ok, I’ll give you that’. Reed continued, “I like it. I get off seeing what a straight guy will do for cash. I’ve got many a straight boy in my room and it always pays off.”

“And does this work every single time?” Austin asked, amused. He pulled in his brother a little tighter and Asher lay his head on Austin’s shoulder.

“So far, so good,” Reed shrugged. “Worked with you two?”

“Touché,” Austin agreed with a raise of cheers with his beer.

“Does your brother ever get a chance to speak?” Reed asked with a wink to Asher.

“No,” said Asher while Austin said, “yes” at the same time. They both laughed and Austin playfully mussed Asher’s hair.

“How did you guys meet?” Austin asked as he let go of Asher’s hand so he could seductively stroke Asher’s hair behind his ear. Reed perked up a bit as Asher reacted to Austin’s touch with a close of his eyes, briefly like he was getting off on it.

Reed laughed. He set his eyes on Asher. “Asher?”

Asher turned to Austin. “Reed saw us at the pool yesterday. I saw him there again today while you were surfing. He said hi, we got to talking and he told me he wanted to spend some time with us. I said that wasn’t a good idea to which he offered to pay us. I thought it over and wanted to make some extra dough, that's when I asked you. Here we are.”

“Here we are,” Austin said with suspicion, slightly nodding his beer to Reed.

“Yep. Here... we... are,” Asher repeated awkwardly.

“The pool is a popular place to pick up guys, I see. I didn’t see that in the brochure,” Austin said sarcastically. Reed smiled. “Ok, what will it be?” he said to Reed. “Role-play? Drinking game? Toe sucking?”

“Austin!” Asher punched him in the shoulder.

“What? This isn’t the first time we’ve been propositioned by a horny gay guy.” Austin shrugged.

“But this IS the first time you accepted?” Reed questioned.

“Yeah,” Asher chimed in.

“Why?” asked Reed with a devious smile.

“Money,” Austin answered. “Nothing more. MONEY,” he emphasized.

“Ok. I respect a man who knows what he wants,” Reed gave a cocky sneer

“Alright. Here it comes.” Austin leaned away sensing the big reveal and took his arm away from Asher. He rubbed his hands together with fake anticipation. “I knew this was going to happen sooner or later. Spin the wheel. What do you want?” Austin asked with a stern look.

“One hundred. Each.” The boy’s eyes widened. “If each of you kiss me,” Reed said.

“Really?” Asher asked excitedly before catching himself. “Really?” he said again more calmly.

The two brothers looked at each other with unsure glances trying to figure out what the other was going to say. Their innate Twin ESP was buzzing and it told them to go for it.

“One hundred to kiss you? With tongue?” Austin asked.

“Of course. But it must be for at least thirty-seconds,” Reed stipulated.

Austin looked to Asher and their ESP tingled. Austin turned to Reed, “Two hundred apiece,” he countered. “Money first.”

Reed shook his head with a grin. “I like the way you think, Austin.”

Reed left the room again and Asher sat up and turned to his brother. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“What? Kissing a dude? Who gives a shit? It’s just a kiss. I’ve kissed a dude before,” Austin waved the thought away like it meant nothing.

“You were drunk and it was a fucking dare,” Asher reminded him.

Austin grinned, “Yeah, but I made fifty-bucks.” Austin gave his brother a fist bump as they laughed.

“Alright,” Asher shrugged.

“What about you? You seem ok with it,” Austin teased his brother. “Almost too much.”

Asher guffawed. “I’m in if you are,” Asher chuckled.

Austin gave his brother a playful shove. “You are acting weird today and that’s saying a lot since we ARE sitting in a stranger’s hotel room about to make out with him.”

“Dude. You know I don’t care about sexuality. I’ve kissed dudes too,” Asher said.

Austin flinched. “You have? When? Who?”

Before Asher could answer, Reed returned with a briefcase. He used his thumbprint to scan a small pad on the handle and then keyed a code into another pad that slid open next to the handle. He opened it and the boys sat up in shock. The briefcase was packed with cash.

“What the fuck, dude? You walk around with all that cash?” Austin questioned Reed.

“Well, yeah,” Reed replied nonchalantly, like everyone did it.

“Why?” asked Asher.

“Uh, because I don’t do PayPal?” Reed said with sarcasm.

“How much is in there?” asked Austin.

“Enough.” Reed said as he thumbed some bills and peeled off four-hundred-dollars and handed it to the boys. He then closed the case, locked it with another thumb scan and set it off to the side.

“Are you mafia or something, bro?” Austin asked sarcastically.

Reed gazed into Austin’s eyes with a penetrating focus. “Does it matter where the money comes from, pretty boy?,” he growled.

A sharp feeling in Austin’s gut, a horny feeling. He was suddenly taken with the man. Reed was scary yet he was drawn to him. Austin sort of leaned back trying to decide if Reed was saying what he thought Reed was implying. Austin shrugged it off, “Nope,” deciding maybe it’s best he doesn’t ask any more questions about money.

“You’re first Austin,” his brother grinned.

Austin looked at his brother with annoyance.

“Whatever. How do you want to do this?” he asked Reed as he walked confidently to him.

“Just stand there and look pretty,” Reed commanded condescendingly.

Austin sneered, amused at the thought of someone commanding him to do anything. He stepped closer to Reed. Reed lay his hands upon Austin’s muscular shoulders as they stared each other down, each daring the other to start the show. Something in the way Reed touched him, something about Reed’s confidence that made Austin shake. Austin suddenly felt a panic. He was having second thoughts. He thought he was being the tough guy but now he was in a jam. He had to look up at the older man suddenly feeling inferior because of Reed’s height and stature.

“Relax. I won’t bite,” Reed assured. “Unless you want me to.”

Austin swallowed hard. At least the guy was handsome, masculine and stacked. If he was going to kiss a dude, it should be a guy like Reed.

“Come on! Stop being a pussy and kiss the man,” Asher jeered.

Austin heard the taunt and took a deep breath, let it out. Time to take charge and show Reed that he wasn’t a pretty boy but a real man.

He pointed at Asher. “Time us.”

He reached up, pulled Reed down to him and they locked lips. Reed smelled of fresh soap and aftershave. His lips were firmer than a girl’s. He put his hands upon Reed’s shoulders and felt how hard and solid they were. Reed pulled the boy closer, one hand holding gently Austin’s jaw. After fifteen seconds, Austin was not feeling so uncomfortable kissing the man. It was a warm kiss, wet. He felt Reed’s hands roam down over his shoulders and all over his back, feeling his back muscles flexing. Reed moaned into his mouth, which to Austin meant the older man was turned on by his body. That made Austin feel good and turned on. Suddenly, Reed wrapped his arms tightly around Austin in a bear hug, breathing heavily through his nose, he stuck his tongue down into Austin’s throat. Austin’s eyes flew open and he realized there was another man’s tongue in his mouth trying to take control. He wasn’t sure he liked giving up sexual control. Reed was aggressive and dominating. He wasn’t so sure now if he could take Reed down if he needed to. But then, why would he want to?

“Ten seconds,” Asher chimed in.

Austin sank into Reed’s arms. He thought Reed was an excellent kisser and his husband must be a lucky man. He let his hands roam around Reed’s waist and up his back, the muscles flexing hard like rock. Reed continued to devour the boy. He squeezed him tighter until he heard the boy moan unto his mouth. The kiss became more heated. Both men taking in each other’s muscles. Austin felt Reed’s erection press into him. Austin’s cock grew hard and was aching in his tight spandex trunks. His thick cock pointed up and peeked over the waist of the trunks. He hadn’t felt like this around another guy before but Reed was different. Austin suddenly thought he could kiss this guy all day.

“And time,” Asher said.

The two men continued to kiss. Reeds hands clasping onto Austin’s muscular globes and squeezed which made Austin yelp inside Reed’s mouth.

“I said, TIME.” Asher repeated.

The two men broke away, Reed with a huge grin, Austin was shocked but had a calm look on his face. He continued to look up at Reed, finding it hard to look away.

“Good, huh?” Reed said with a cocky sneer.

Austin just nodded his head. He took a second and then shook his head, breaking out of the trance and wiping his mouth off with his arm.

“Not bad,” Austin replied trying to play it cool.

“Not bad?” Reed asked in disbelief. “What’s that then?” He pointed down at Austin’s bulging erection. Austin suddenly realized he was stroking his own cock over the spandex material. He looked down and then back to Reed and then shot over to Asher who was staring at it, eyes wide, jaw dropped. Austin blushed bright red and covered his cock with both hands and backed away embarrassed.

“Austin…,” Asher whispered in amazement.

But before he could answer, “Shut up,” Austin said sternly and pointed at him. “Just, don’t”

“It’s ok, pretty boy. You got a boner while kissing a dude. Happens to the best of us,” Reed teased him while rubbing his own cock over his trunks. Austin looked down at it and saw how huge it was. It was thick and it was long. It lay to the side, trapped in the spandex, and Austin swore it curled around Reed’s waist. He swallowed hard and backed away.

Austin turned back to his brother, “You’re turn, shithead,” he said as he walked shyly to the couch and sat down. He was freaking out. His cock was rock hard, and it was because of a guy. He wanted to kiss him again. He wanted Reed to take him and use him.

Asher stood and took a step towards Reed. Reed looked at him with hunger and before Asher could take another step, in a split second he was on Asher, devouring the boy. He engulfed him, moaning into his mouth. Asher gave a muffled squeal into the man’s mouth at the shock of being manhandled rough. But it sounded like a squeal of delight to Austin. Austin became concerned with the roughness.

“Hey! I didn’t even start the clock yet,” Austin complained. He watched the man attack his brother’s mouth, watched his hands all over his brother’s back and then he witnessed the man reaching down and grabbing two handfuls of his brother’s ass and squeezed. Asher moaned. Austin suddenly felt a jolt of jealousy surge through him.

“Dude! Reed, take it easy on him. Don’t hurt him,” Austin warned. The ravishing continued. He saw Asher raise up on his tiptoes to kiss the man harder. Austin watched in disbelief as his brother showed no sign of discomfort or of backing down. In fact, it looked like Asher was instigating much of the roughness. Now, Asher’s comment about kissing other guys rang through his head. There was something Asher wasn’t telling him.

Reed’s hand moved down to Asher’s crotch where he grasped onto what was obviously Asher’s thick erection.

“What the...?” Austin stuttered. His brother was getting into this kiss way more than Austin thought he would. He then realized he still hadn’t started timing them. He just sat back and watched them make out. His own cock stiffened again as he watched “himself” passionately kissing another man. He was watching his own reflection become aroused and he felt a different surge. It made his cock ache. Then he felt jealousy again. That was his brother and Reed was taking advantage of him, roughing him up. Asher could be sensitive and naïve, or so Austin thought, he couldn’t possibly know what he was doing. Could he?

Finally, after what had to have been three minutes, Austin blurted out, “TIME!”

The two men continued to kiss. Asher was stroking Reed’s cock, palming it, massaging it.

“TIME!” Austin yelled again.

The two men continued to kiss.

Austin shot up off the couch. “I said TIME, motherfucker!” he yelled as he grabbed Asher and pulled with one hand and pushed Reed away with the other. “What the fuck?!” Austin yelled at his brother who was wiping his mouth off on his forearm and his eyes were glassy.

“WHAT?” Asher yelled back with his hands out in protest.

Reed was breathing hard, hands on hips, looking like Superman had just conquered a villain. A lustful look on his handsome face. He looked satisfied yet devious.

Austin turned to Reed. “You didn’t say you were going to rape him, asshole,” he said as he stuck his finger into Reed’s chest.

“Austin! Dude, he wasn’t going to rape me. Don’t be a dick,” Asher scolded.

“Sure looked like he was from here,” Austin seethed.

“Boys...” Reed started to say.

“NO!” Austin yelled. “Don’t ever treat my brother like that again. You hear me?” Austin threatened.

“What’s the problem. In case you didn’t notice, tough guy, he loved it,” Reed said with cockiness again. “You fucking loved it. Didn’t you Asher?”

Asher was getting pissed at his brother. “Austin, lay off. It’s cool. Just calm the fuck down,” Asher warned him with curled up fists again.

“Fight me,” Austin growled at his brother. He made fists and stepped towards him. “Come on, pussy. Fight me.”

“Hey!” Reed yelled. “Stop fighting, you idiots.”

Austin turned to Reed. “Don’t rough him up like that. I don’t like it,”

“But HE does,” Reed shot back while pointing at Asher.

“What? My brother isn’t gay, perv,” Austin assured. “I would know.”

“Guys, guys,” Asher said, stepping between the two men. “I’m not some fucking bitch you can fight over. Fucking Christ,” he seethed.

“Did he hurt you, Ash?” Austin asked his brother with extreme concern.

“NO,” Asher yelled. “Did you not here what I just said? What the fuck, Austin? The fuck is wrong with you? I’m not getting raped by a dude,” he said irritated.

“You sound jealous,” Reed accused Austin.

Austin turned to Reed and looked at him with contempt but said nothing until, “Fuck. You,” growled from his lips.

They stared each other down yet again. Never mind their cocks were all still erect. The more Reed asserted himself, the more it turned the two boys on. Reed liked Austin’s scrap. It was hot to see a hot muscle boy with an erection, ready to scrap.

The room calmed. Asher stepped to Austin and put his arm around his neck and whispered in his ear “Hey,” he said softly, “stand down, Ok?” Austin looked into his eyes and nodded. “Good, love you, brother,” Asher said as he stroked Austin’s shoulder feeling the warm skin on his own. “I love that you are protective of me.” Asher knew how to calm him down as Austin was a hot head with a quick temper. That’s when Asher said sternly, “I liked it.”

Austin flinched. Asher was telling the truth. He really did like the roughness and the intimacy with Reed.

Austin nodded his and just said, “Ok. Love you, Ash.”

“Another beer?” Reed said after a long pause.

“Whisky,” the two boys said in unison.

A few shots and Austin had calmed down and was getting comfortable on the couch next to his brother again. He had his arm around Asher in a possessive hug. Their bond had gotten stronger in the last hour. He saw something in his brother that he didn’t know or saw coming.

Reed curled up on the opposite couch smoking a joint.

“Hey, Daddy Warbucks, give me a hit,” Austin demanded from Reed.

“Sure thing. Come here,” Reed said in a haze.

Austin stood and crossed over to Reed.

“Closer,” Reed said as he pointed to the floor.

Austin was drunk and right now, would do anything Reed asked of him. He rolled his eyes at Asher and knelt down on the floor, face to face with Reed.

“Shotgun,” was all Reed said before he took a huge toke from the joint, inhaling into his lungs.

Austin knew damn well what a “shotgun” was. He gave Reed a frustrated look but opened his mouth anyway. They put their mouths together as Reed exhaled the smoke into Austin’s mouth. Austin breathed it in. Before he could pull away, Reed stuck his tongue in and kissed him again. Austin pushed back and slugged Reed on the arm.

“That’s another two hundred, asshole,” Austin said laughing feeling his cock stiffen. Asher giggled.

Reed smiled a bright white grin. “Worth every penny.”

“Now me! Do me!” Asher exclaimed as he scampered over to Reed.

“I’ll do you, alright,” Reed told him with a lazy stoned drawl, grinned again, a stoner grin.

“Just give me a fucking hit, sugar daddy,” Asher said. Austin choked when he heard Asher call Reed sugar daddy. He choked and then laughed because he was too high and drunk to care.

Reed repeated the action as Asher crawled forward and placed his mouth on Reed’s. Austin watched and again, becoming aroused. He watched the man blow the smoke into his brother’s mouth and then he watched as it turned into a kiss. Then it continued into a heated passionate kiss. Reed aggressively pulled the boy onto his body. Austin watched his brother hump his cock against Reed’s as the kissing progressed. Reed had two handfuls of Asher’s plum muscle butt. Austin swallowed hard. He felt a twinge of jealous again but he wasn’t sure if he was jealous of Asher or Reed.

Austin cleared his throat loudly as a sign to them that he was still in the room. “Ok, guys. Stop cleaning my brother’s tonsils with your tongue,” Austin laughed drunkenly as he got up to pulled Asher off.

Asher and Reed laughed before going in for another kiss.

Austin looked at Asher. “Dude? Is there something you want to tell me? You’re humping on this dude hard.”

Asher just shrugged his shoulders. “Figure it out.”

Austin squinted, looking suspiciously at his brother. Figure it out? He thought to himself he was too drunk to figure anything out right now. Austin then remembered in his stoned haze that Asher said he liked it. He liked messing around with Reed.

“What’s next?” Asher asked as he plopped down on the couch, casually tugging at his crotch, a boner sticking up.

“Oh, what’s next you ask, baby boy?” Reed flirted as he sat up. “One-thousand. Each. To kiss each other.”

Austin’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He looked at his brother who was laughing hard, his head thrown back against the back of the couch. He can’t be serious, Austin thought. He knew there might be some slap and tickle but not incest. He was ok with the cuddling and the caressing on the couch but wasn’t prepared for this.

“No, dude. No,” Austin said spitting out laughter. He didn’t think Reed was serious.

“Just one. For one minute,” Reed said.

“I don’t know what’s happening,” Asher chuckled, high and drunk and thinking everything was funny as he laughed and laughed.

“THIS is not happening,” Austin reiterated realizing Reed indeed not kidding.

“Aww, why not?” asked Reed. “Come on, party pooper.” Austin looked annoyed but also couldn’t help but think Reed was fucking cute when he was high.

“Because, fucktard. He’s my brother,” Austin said condescending.

“Just pretend you’re kissing yourself,” Reed said like it was nothing with that stoned smile.

“Aussie, you’re a fucking downer,” Asher whined as he nuzzled his brother’s chest..

Austin turned to Asher, again, with suspicion. He heard his brother use his nickname and he did that when he was up to no good or wanted something.

“What? Are you ok with that?”

Asher was still grinning, he did that when he smoked. “Yeah, I’m in if you’re in.”

“Ummm… No,” Austin said, shaking his head.

“I’ll double it,” Reed interjected.

“What?” both boys said at the same time.

“Two-thousand apiece.”

Austin stammered, “Two...Two thousand...to...”

“Kiss your brother,” Reed finished for him.

“Austin, two-thousand! That’s…,” Asher paused, too fucked up for math… “four-thousand?” Asher exclaimed with glee.

Austin looked at Asher and tried to read his Ming. “That’s a lot of money.”

Twin ESP whirled. They both nodded and then Austin turned to Reed. “One minute?”

“Yep,” Reed said, fumbling as he opened the briefcase and skimmed out another four-thousand-dollars and threw it on the table.

Asher stood and reached down to the table and picked up the money. He showed it to Austin. Austin looked at it and then back to his brother.

“We doing this?” Austin asked Asher.

“Hell, yes,” Asher answered.

Reed watched the two boys inched closer. They slowly placed their hands on each other’s bodies. He could see their eyes lock as they slowly, slowly moved closer. The hesitation was thick and frustrating to Reed. The two boy’s lips met.

“Time starts now,” Reed said.

Slowly, they drew closer. The kiss was gentle and soft. Austin could smell the familiar scent of his brother. Asher’s hands moved to Austin’s biceps. They tilted their heads and moved into the kiss. Austin’s hands moved up to Asher’s face, holding it while they kissed. The quiet smacking of lips, the light touching of muscle, the closeness of their bodies started to affect both boys.

Asher moaned into his brother’s mouth. Austin continued to caress his brother’s jaw. It was a nice kiss. It was a sensual kiss. It felt right.

The two boys loved each other more than anyone else in the world. They would die for the other. They couldn’t stand to be separated. Suddenly, their bond grew stronger and then their tongues penetrated, and the kiss became ravenous. They embraced tighter, their hands felt every inch of muscle, every strand of hair. Their cocks grew hard and they ground them together. Their breathing was loud, and the hissing of air came from their noses in short gusts. Austin reached down and cupped Asher’s ass and squeezed it. God, it was a nice ass. He always thought it was.

Reed had his cock out and stroked it hard as he watched the amazing site before him. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would see something this hot. He let the time lapse for four-minutes. By this time, the brothers were stroking each other off, squeezing and milking each other as the kiss became rougher and passionate. Their breathing was hard and labored and it got faster and faster until…

“Oh my god!” Reed roared, and he yelled out “TIIIMMMEEE!” as he exploded a huge gob of cum up and watched it splash down on his chest. At the same time both boys shot cum into their own trunks and continued to stroke until they were done.

The two boys parted, each an expression of shock on their faces. They took a step back from each other. Their eyes penetrated. Their chests heaved, out of breath.

“Oh my fucking god,” Reed said, breathing hard. “That, that was fucking amazing.”

“Happy?” Austin asked Reed without looking at him but continuing to focus on his brother’s eyes.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Reed said euphorically. “Fuck! What the hell, here is another thousand. Fuck that, here is five-thousand,” he said as he fumbled with the briefcase again.

Both boy’s eyes bulged from their sockets as Reed kept slapping down money on the table. Austin felt he needed to do something before this progressed any farther and they all did something they would regret.

“Ok, you got your rocks off watching the twins make out. We’re done,” Austin informed him.

“Wait! No. Don’t leave. I still have a briefcase full of money,” Reed whined still high.

“Keep it,” Austin said.

Asher grabbed his brother’s arm. “Austin. I’m not leaving,” Asher seriously. Then Asher smiled at Reed. It was a knowing smile. A conspiring smile. A sexual smile.

Suddenly, Austin realized what was happening.

“Oh, my fucking god! Are you two fucking?” Austin pointed at Reed. “You’ve been fucking my brother!” He turned to his brother. “Did he rape you?”

“What? No, dude! He didn’t rape me. What the fuck?” Asher sneered, offended that his brother thinks he can’t take care of himself. “I can take HIM you idiot,” Asher said pointing his thumb back at Reed.

“Yeah! Wait, fuck you!” Reed chimed in upset the boy thought he could be beat down.

Austin looked at Asher with mass confusion. “So, he didn’t rape you but he IS fucking you?”

Asher rolled his eyes in frustration, “YES! Fuck, dude. Sometimes you’re so dumb.”

“Huh?” Austin grunted. Either he was stupid, or he was so high, he couldn’t think.

“Austin. I’m gay, dude,” said Asher.

“You are?” asked a confused Austin.

“He just told you I was fucking him, pretty boy. What did you think?” Reed said still in a lazy drawl.

“Oh,” Austin mumbled. “How could I not know my fucking twin brother is into dudes?”

“Because, Aussie, it’s always all about you. You think you’re protecting me all the time but it’s me protecting you… from yourself. I tell you what you want to hear because you couldn’t handle hearing the truth. You’re weren’t ready yet. I knew when you found out, you’d fucking go ballistic, so I protected you from the truth. Now, you’re ready and the truth is: you’re in denial. I can feel it inside you, pushing to get out. Hidden deep down inside, behind that facade of uber-masculinity, pussy chasing, cocky hot-headedness.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Austin asked but at the same time, didn’t want to know the answer.

“Austin, you’re gay too.” Asher told him.

“What? No, I’m not,” Austin disagreed as he leaned back.

“Dude, you just made out with me,” Asher reminded him. “And you shot a load doing it.”

“But… but… I thought…,” Austin stuttered, speechless.

“And you made out with another dude, twice and you liked that too.”

Reed chuckled, “Yeah, he did!” he said with a thumbs up. “Woo!”

“So, wait. How do you REALLY know each other?” asked Austin. “The fucking truth, Ash.”

Asher took a breath. “We met at work.”

“But you’re an intern.”

“And, he is the CEO,” Asher said with a wave of his hand to Reed.

“Fucking Prime Grade-A ass on that boy,” Reed slurred. “I hired this pretty boy in a heartbeat. Likes to be fucked on my desk,” he giggled.

Austin looked at Reed with a dirty look. “Dude. No,” he said shaking his head. He turned back to his brother.

“You’ve been fucking this guy since last fall?” Austin questioned trying to get the story straight.

“Well, he’s been fucking ME but yeah, pretty much,” Asher confirmed.

“Don’t forget my husband,” Reed said in a naughty tone.

“What?” Austin asked slowly.

“Jesus, Reed! I hate it when you smoke. You can’t shut up,” Asher scolded.

“Oh, god,” Austin said with his face in his palms. “Ash, really?”

Ashe shrugged his shoulders and said defensively, “What? Like you haven’t been with more than one person at a time. Hell, I’ve done four-ways with you.”

“YES!” Reed exclaimed with a fist pump. “I knew it!”

Austin was silent, the wheels turning in his head trying to make sense of everything.

Austin turned to Reed. “Did you talk him into this? Bringing me in?”

“You bet your fuckable fucking ass I did.” Reed said nonchalantly, his eyes squinty.

“You went alone with it?” Austin asked turning back to his brother.

Asher blushed. “Yeah, I did. I’d give my left nut to see you kiss a dude,” he said unabashedly. “And then he said he would pay to see it. Dude, that’s a lot of money.”

“You’re not an escort, Ash. You can’t go around selling your ass for money.” Austin paused before asking the inevitable. “Obviously, I’m assuming you’re a bottom?”

Reed chimed in, “Is he ever! Loves to be spit-roasted!” he exclaimed with a hand clap.

Austin turned and gave him a dirty look. Reed was so fucking wasted.

Reed put his hands up. “Hey, why are you mad at me? I didn’t do anything wrong. Fucking your brother isn’t illegal.”

“Who else is fucking you?” Austin asked, his cock was starting to stiffen again. He would have never thought his stud brother was a bottom.

“Why? Why do you want to know?” Asher asked.

“Because! I just found out my fucking twin brother is getting boned by dudes and I want to know who?”

“For fucks sake, Austin. Stop being a little bitch,” Asher told him.

“Yeah! You little bitch!” Reed blurted out to himself.

“Stop calling me that!” Austin warned.

“Yeah! Stop calling him that! Bitch!” Reed laughed at Asher. “YOU’RE the bitch! It’s funny cuz when we fuck, you liked to be called a bitch!” Reed was now laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

“Reed!” Both boys reprimanded him at the same time.

“Sorry,” Reed mumbled trying to hold in a laugh with a snort. “It’s funny,” he mumbled to himself again.

“Who else?” Austin continued the line of questioning.

“Why do you assume you know them?” Asher asked.

“Fucking Christ, we both know the same people, dick head.”

Asher took an exhaustive sigh. “Fine. Jordan,” he named one of their buddies from high school football.

“Jordan? What the fuck are you fucking talking about?” Austin waved it off as bullshit. “Aw, you’re too fucking high,” he scoffed.

“Oh yeah? Remember those times Jordan and I would go on a beer run, yet we never came back with anything?”

“Uh…” Austin stammered.

“We were in his SUV and he was fucking the shit out of me. He used to load my ass up with so much cum, I had to change my fucking underwear every time we got back.”

Austin was frozen with uncertainty at what his bro was saying.

Asher continued, “Or those times he and I went camping without you? Yeah, he was fucking me in a god damn tent in the middle of the fucking woods.”

Reed chuckled. “Aw, fucking in the great outdoors.”

Austin perked up and asked, “And the times you said you were going to a tutor? Jordon was fucking you then too?”

“Oh, no. That was him,” Asher said pointing at Reed.

“You’re a good student, Asher. He was a quick learner when it comes to taking dick,” Reed said with a wink to Austin.

“You’re not helping,” Asher told Reed with a scowl.

“Who else?” Austin asked, a little scared that he knew the others too.

“You sure you want to know?” Asher asked.

“No, but go ahead.”

Asher shrugged his shoulder and took a breath. “Alright. Huxley.”

Austin’s mouth went dry, but his dick got wet, he could feel it. “Huxley? Hux fucked you?”

“Who’s this Huxley?” Reed asked as he took another hit.

Austin didn’t bother turning around to look at Reed, he kept his focus on his brother. “He was our assistant wrestling coach in high school.”

“Wrestling? Nice, Asher!” exclaimed a tuned-on Reed. “You never told me you were a wrestler. Love to see you in a tight little singlet.”

Suddenly, Austin pictured Asher on his back wearing his gray and blue spandex singlet, his legs up over Coach Hux’s shoulders getting pounded by the hot, built, young twenty-something-year-old coach. Austin’s cock was fully erect, and he was massaging it through his trunks.

He cleared his throat. “Who… who else,” he stammered.

Asher looked down at Austin’s big hard cock poking out the top of the tight little spandex trunks. He smiled a cocky grin. He stepped close to his brother and he could feel his breath on his own face.

“Dale.”

Austin lost his breath for a second. Dale was their dad’s best friend. He was a DILF if there ever was one. He was married with a couple of kids; his son was in their class in high school and they were good friends. Dale Fisher was tall, handsome, athletic and had a slim but muscular body. He was a triathlete among other things. Many times, Austin admired Dale’s muscular quads and calves that were waxed smooth showing the definition and corded muscle. His quads where obscenely huge stretching any pants or shorts the man wore. His ass was amazing and all incased in a spandex cycling outfit was a sight to behold. Austin thought about it. He WAS in denial of his sexuality. All those times he was transfixed on men’s bodies, he thought it was admiration. Now, he knew it was sexual lust. He was jealous of his brother because he was out living his life, trying new things, being who he should be and not who everyone thought he should be. And he was unapologetic.

As the two boys grew closer, Austin felt Asher’s hand on his cock, gripping it, rubbing it.

“Yeah. Dale,” Asher continued in a sexy sultry quiet voice. “Dale is special. He likes to treat me like I’m a bad boy.” Asher stroked Austin. Austin sighed. “Likes me to call him dad.” Asher moved in until his mouth was next to Austin’s ear. “Sometimes, he calls me Austin.” Austin gulped. Asher stuck out his tongue and licked Austin’s ear. Austin flinched with a moan.

Austin couldn’t take it. He took Asher’s face in his hands and attacked his mouth with his own. It was a hard, aggressive kiss. Asher broke the kiss. “He’s got a huge cock, Aussie. It’s huge and it stretches my boy hole.” They kissed again, briefly. Asher nuzzled Austin’s nose. “When he cums inside me, Aussie, he fills me up until I’m leaking his jizz. I feel like such a slut.”

Reed was watching the whole thing from the couch. His cock out, stroking it with spit. He knew Asher was a little slut but hearing about his escapades made the boy even more attractive to him. No wonder he let Reed and his husband spit-roast him so quickly.

Asher gave his brother a quick peck on the lips. Austin realized his trunks were being pushed down releasing his hard cock, letting it smack up against his abs. Asher slowly lowered himself down to the floor onto his knees. Austin was shocked as he felt Asher’s warm mouth around his cock. He looked down and his brother looked up at him only with his eyes. One of his hands was wrapped around Austin’s cock, the other roaming his abs. Asher went deep, his nose touching Austin’s trimmed pubes. He slowly began bobbing on the thick, beautiful cock. Austin grasped Asher’s head, and slammed it down until his cock was buried in his throat. There were some gagging noises and some moaning. Asher’s eyes watered but serviced his brother for almost ten-minutes. He was an expert cocksucker. He sucked and slobbered until Austin straightened, his muscles flexed, and he grunted loudly as he flooded his brother’s mouth with his cum. He heard Reed on the couch cum for the second time watching the two brothers satisfy each other.

Asher stood quickly and took Austin’s face and kissed him, open mouth and pushed the cum into his brother’s mouth. They sucked on each other’s tongues and cum dripped from the corners of their mouths.

The kissing subsided and the two boys put their foreheads together, each one holding the other’s head in both hands. The boys were breathing hard.

It was quiet until Austin whispered, “I want you to fuck me.”

Austin’s heart skipped a beat.

“I want you to fuck me, Aussie. I want you to cum in me, use me, empty your balls in my ass.”

Austin gulped again before saying, “I want to fuck you too. I’m going to flood your slut ass with my jizz, Ash.”

“Good,” Asher whispered. “The bedroom is this way.” He took Austin’s hand and led him to the bedroom, Reed following close behind.