All depicted activities and individuals are fully consenting adults and are at least 18 years old at all times.
I am very fortunate with the life I have. I owe it all to my parents. Seriously, when I came out as gay, they loved and supported me incredibly. Some 30 years later, I am now 45, single, as that is how I want it.
Mom and Dad are retired and living in Portugal, right on the coast, in a fabulous condo in the Algarve. They have owned it for nearly 35 years. My name is Peter, and I go by Pete. I recall so much 18+ gay sex I had when we vacationed there; it was incredible—so much fun with so many hot dark-haired huge cock Portuguese Twinks! Yum! Yum!
Like a lot of Portuguese guys, I have a big penis. Fully erect, I am over 10” and quite thick. Soft, I hang about 6” with a low pair of large nuts. I am 6'4 "and a lean, sculpted 170 pounds, in defined shape and tone: baby blues, white, perfect teeth, and jet-black hair, wavy and curly. In my youth, I used to model and look incredibly like supermodel Daniel Buller mixed with a macho Greco Rai (Gay Porn star) look.
Many say I have not changed that much; at 45, I do not look a day over 30. I take care of myself, my body, and what I put into and do with it. I love sex with Twinks and young men and have many regular hookups at the gay spas in Toronto, Canada, as well as my Condo layer…ha! Ha!
I own the high-end apartment building where I live. Mom and Dad were real estate investors, so they own many buildings in Town. I manage it all as they soak up the sun in their golden years. We have always been very generous and given to charity to support the homeless gay youth, especially those aging out of foster care. Both my parents grew up in foster care in the 1960s, so they appreciate the horror it can be!
I live on the top-floor (25th) penthouse. Nice three-bed unit with an open-concept chef's kitchen and great room. A vast balcony with a hot tub, an outdoor sauna, and a shower (Douche hoses as well with a giant drain- of course!). Spa-like baths for the best gay orgies!
One bedroom is a gay sex play room with every massive dildo from all the manufacturers, machines, and BDSM implements and furnishings you could imagine. It is sweet; I enjoy many gay fucking and fisting orgies with Twinks and young men and some my age as well. So much fun! The Twink boys do love their big cock Daddies! Oh Yeah!
I basically manage the buildings' staff and maintenance, pay the bills, ensure rent is paid, and that my managers and staff are doing their jobs. I am an easy-going, great guy, and the staff adore me and my generosity. There are three other units on my floor—currently all vacant because the penthouse rent is very costly in today's unreal market.
I decided, as an experiment, to offer it free to a company that helps kids aging out of foster care called “Rock Risings.” Their motto is (Solid as a rock support for LGBTQ2FS+ Youth aging out of foster care).
A few weeks ago, Sarah, the director, called and said she had two twin boys, 18 years old, as of last Friday, named Asher and Zack. Apparently, they had been raised in a strict Cult like Born-Again Christian home for the past 18 years.
Secretly, both realized they were gay, so they approached Sarah weeks ago, knowing the impending doom. Once the government money stopped, the so-called Christians tossed them out for younger boys who would still pay out from the system. Devil-like two-faced bastards!
Of course, I felt better for them to get out of that radical cult environment; they likely were hated, condemned to hell and abhorred gay boys or tried exorcisms or conversion therapy bullshit…Boy…they will burn someday, I am sure!
The apartment across the hall was vacant, but I had it fully furnished and stocked in a few days, with everything 18-year-old gay twin Twinks would want or need… or almost everything! Each unit has a full laundry suite, but at the end of each hall are a few backup machines in a small room in case anything fails or oversized items are scheduled.
Although I own the building, Today, Friday, June 20, 2025, I had Amy, my property manager, help the Twink Twins move in and settle; they had just a few suitcases and knapsacks between them. They were oblivious to me and who I was; I wanted to keep it that way…for now.
I decided tonight was a good night to do my winter bedding, which had been sitting in a pile in the corner of my master suite for almost 3 months now…Yes, I may be lazy, but not quite a slob.
I had totally forgotten that months ago, I somehow lost my massive, bad-dragon, extra-large, crackers dildo (Size of a shoe box - so fun!). Not thinking or recalling anything about it, I headed down with my two wash baskets full of my heavy winter duvet and Christmas winter porno sheets (Big old Santa with a massive hard cock!) White hair can be very sexy!! Just ask those Twinks about their Daddy lovers!
As soon as I opened the door, lo and behold, one of the Twink Twins was there loading in their brand-new bedding. Of course, I played stupid, like I knew nothing about them. At the same time, I was melting with his boyish, super off-the-charts hotness. The spitting image of Euro-actor Rimau Grillo Ritzberger from the One Kiss movie. (It's a sad movie, but the actor is hot!) This Twin Twink was even hotter with longer dark hair, incredible blue eyes, eyebrows and lashes…Oh My God! I was almost tongue-tied at his gorgeousness.
I approached and said, “Hi, how are you? Just moved in, did you?”
The Twink Twin replied, “Yes, Sir; my name is Zack, and my Twin brother Asher and I just arrived a few hours ago. We are in unit 2502, gifted to the Rock Risings support network by an unknown benefactor. It's an incredible apartment with so many awesome new things we never had; the brand new super expensive bedding is excellent, but you know you are supposed to wash it first, so...” he giggled.
“Oh Wow! I am 2501 just across the hall. If you guys need anything at all, knock…glad to help. My Name is Pete, welcome.” We shook hands as he smiled bashfully, yet seemed sort of reserved and shy. Fuck so beautiful he is! I felt my cock inflate and drip.
We both continued to load our big duvets and comforters into the front-load washers. Once that was done, we were dumping our sheets into the top-load machines side by side. Suddenly, something caught my eye and poured into the waterless drum with a giant thud and thump, shaking the entire machine and room. Oh Fuck! There, before my bulging eyes, was my huge purple XL Cracker's dildo. Double Fuck!!
Zack giggled and said, “What the fuck was that!?!”
Of course, I secretly knew that they were both gay, thought that this was fate…what were the chances that Crackers would display himself to the new Twink Twins after going missing all these months; someone really does love me!
Very calmly, I pulled him out and placed him in my wash basket. Zack was laughing to the point of tears, saying,
“Oh My God, Peter, what is that!?!”
I answered calmly, looking straight at his eyes with a lustful, sexy seriousness, “This is my XL Crackers anal dildo, which makes me ejaculate across the room for hours hands-free as I ride him balls deep anally till I pass out!”
Zack's jaw dropped, and his eyes were the size of truck tires as he stared into my eyes and back at the massive purple beast. Fucking huge!! “Wow…your…your….ggga…gggga…gay…Pete!?! That is fucking huge! You can get that in your...your....hhhh.....hhhoooo... hole, Pete....and it gives you orgasms and ejaculations from putting it in your, your....bum?”
I was thinking and hesitant, sensing their almost innocent, unschooled minds for sex. I smiled and answered, “I am as gay as they cum, Zack. I enjoy the wild BDSM play, so yes…so sorry, I do not mean to embarrass or offend you so forwardly; I love many of them in my boy-bum hole; they bring me incredible pleasure so cosmic out of this world, you have no idea the climax, orgasms, sensations I achieve as I ride them anally!”
Very seriously, Zack answers, “Pete, ah…ahhh….AAAAAsh…AAAAsh…Asher and I are all GGG…Gay as well. It is a long, traumatic story, but we were basically in a radical Cult Christian Prison Home and Academy for almost two decades. We ah…we….ah…we….oooohhhhh ooohhhh”
He started to tear up and weep. In a second, before I knew it, he had wrapped his arms around me and was bawling his head off. I hugged him as hard as I could and whispered,
“You are safe; all will be ok now.”
After a few minutes, he composed himself. I noticed him staring at Crackers again. I also saw his tented white board shorts with a very big, raging, dripping penis glans behind it—a huge wet spot leaking through his thin white cotton. God, I wanted to drop and suck him dry!
I stated, “Zack, we are the only ones on this floor. The other two units are vacant. Would you like to touch Crackers…feel him and hold him? Ask about him?” I spoke to this green newbie, Twin Twink, like Crackers was a newborn baby… so sheltered they have been.
Zack was in seventh heaven, smiling and replied, “Oh Fuck yes, please!” I reached, grabbed crackers, and handed the massive dildo to Zack. He touched and squeezed and bent him every which way, wiggling and giggling, smiling so big like a treasure found, and smelled him too. I giggled.
“Zack, he is thoroughly washed and sanitized just like my other several dozen dildos, BDSM instruments, and furnishings are,” said I. Zack shuddered more as he squeezed crackers. I saw his soaking shorts' tent edge twitch and bulge out as if to speak; his wet spot grew exponentially. I could sense that he was staring into my eyes as he thought about my toys and place. I was certain he just had a full-blown hands-free ejaculation in his undies just from the sexual thoughts of all this and me. So beautiful and innocent at 18 years old, he is. It was like osmosis sensing the need for mentorship and sexual guidance for both of them, I was certain.
“Perhaps you and your Twin brother Asher would like to cum over for a drink and a hot tub after we finish our wash. I can show you Twinks all my toys and things…. would you guys like that, Zack?”
Zach was shaking, panting and beaming, and I mean like electricity passing through him! “Oh, Fuck yes! Absolutely, we would love to cum over to you, Peter. Once we are done with the wash, we will be right over, ok…But I don’t think we have any swim trunks?”
I replied, “It’s OK…Zack…Neither do I!” He giggled, and we hugged some more as he handed crackers back to me, licking his lips. We both added our soap and turned on our machines. When we got to our doors, right across from one another, he opened his door wide; his Twin brother, Asher, was sitting inside, playing video games in the same attire as him. They were both entirely identical Twink Twins. Gorgeous beyond my comprehension!
Zack smiled and shook my hand, saying, “See your Peter in a bit…I mean, see you in a bit, Peter!”
We all giggled as we shut our doors; Asher looked so adorable, both so hot and sexy, with dark hair and so much like Rimau Grillo Ritzberger, yet both with hotter and messier black hair. This was going to be a fun night! I was so glad to have found crackers. I will sometime soon demonstrate to the Twins how he pleases me!
My cock was now raging in my shorts as well, lubricating even more than the teenagers. I started to percolate in my mind that it was clear we would hot tub together nude. Do I show them the playroom first, or after? I wondered and decided to play it by ear and see what they wanted. I had to tread carefully; I needed their consent and agreement for anything and everything.
About 40 minutes later, my app went off; the laundry was ready to start the dryer cycle. It was funny: as soon as I opened my door, both boys opened theirs. We all smiled and laughed; I noticed their hair was damp, like they had just showered. Asher outstretched his hand and said,
“Hi Peter, I am Ash. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir.”
“You as well, Ash. Guys, please call me Pete,” I said as we walked down the hall. “Wow, you two are totally identical; how does anyone tell you apart?”
Ash replied, “Well, we get that a lot, so just a few weeks ago, as soon as we both turned 18, we each got our right pectoral Tattooed with our name…want to see?” We three were all horny and excited as we entered the laundry room with tented shorts all around and obvious wet spots with a river of cum dripping down onto our shoes.
“Oh, yes, please, guys, take off your shirts and let me see your tats and hot Twink pecs and abs?” I answered. Wow! Both were Twinkly lean with light definition and just slightly tanned skin, perfect and beautiful, and nearly totally hairless, save for sexy pits. Ash and Zack's name tattoos were about two by five inches and done in a fancy Gothic font; very fucking hot.
“Oh, Guys! Those are beautiful. You'd better always keep your shirts off in my presence, so I know who's who. I have several tats as well, all with long stories and meanings for another time,” I spoke.
As we loaded our wash into the dryer, Zack, bare-chested, started to play with his nipples and tat.
“Ah, Pete, now that the wash is all in the dryer and no one else on this floor to worry about, could we visit with you now and collect our wash later before bed or…whenever,” said Zack with a hint of an overnight extended visit….!!
Naturally, I responded, “Sure, that would be great. Come on down; mi casa, su casa.”
As soon as I opened the door, the Twins gasped; Ash said,
“Holy Shit, Pete! We thought our apartment was gorgeous, but this place is fucking fantastic. Great city and lake view all in one…wow, ultra-modern and sexy leather!”
I replied, “Sit down, boys, make yourself comfortable.” They sat on opposite sides of the black leather sectional, but close enough that their bare knees and legs touched; I grabbed the red leather round couple swivel sofa chair, so we were in a nice triangular chat configuration.
Zack said, “Pete, you must be very successful; congrats. We are still trying to find our own career paths; such a hard choice these days, and we are still so unsure of anything in the world with that altered state of reality we suffered for almost twenty fucking years!”
“I manage real estate investments and have been very fortunate. You both seem highly intelligent, so fear not, a fateful path will be revealed soon,” I said as they both smiled and grinned at each other.
I asked, “I do not mean to be rude or upsetting, but why are you boys- young men in foster care? Are you open to sharing your sexuality knowledge and experiences so far? Zack had confirmed that you are both gay as well?”
They bashfully smirked. I was starting to notice that they were very attracted to each other; the way they looked at and connected was incredible, almost telepathic. I was thinking it was time they admitted it to themselves and acted on it.
Zach answered, “I will leave that up to my big brother, who is a whopping six minutes older than I.”
We all chuckled; they knocked their knees together and gave each other a little rub on their calves, giggling. That meant that alphabetically, Ash was first born and Zack second. I guess the mother liked that A-Z thing…
Ash began, “Well…we never met our mother or father or any family of either. Although we are normal and perfectly healthy identical twins, we were told that our mother had passed away while giving birth to us.
Our father was listed as unknown on our birth registrations. Ron and Shirley Wilson fostered us for 18 years in a prison-like, fanatic, religious cult state; they may have even adopted us, but when we both came out as gay to them at age 15, we were ostracized and treated like possessed demons; surprisingly, they did not do exorcisms or try to send us to conversion therapy. Fuckers! We hate them now!
We started complaining to the welfare foster agency about them. Then they became indifferent, fearing that they would be denied fostering in the future. We have basically been ignored and coldly treated like a commodity and forced to attend that Fucking religious Cult like Academy.
You, Pete, are only the fourth person we have ever come out to (Ron, Shirley, Sarah at the agency and you); today is the very first day that we have been alone on our own…like ever…not kidding!
We have zero sex experience with anyone; no partners or encounters at all. We have never even seen another boy or man nude, or each other for that matter. (The sad longing gaze to each other broke my heart, feeling their pain and fantasy yearnings.)
Oh, except for the nude sketch drawings in the library books, and a few erotic images we came across. The internet at home and school was mega-controlled and restricted. Since the Wilsons were paying for our cell phones (which are gone now), we had Wi-Fi limits and restrictions on the types of information we could search for; it was like living behind an iron curtain, for fuck's sake!
Secretly, we ran to the local libraries and pored over hard copy books about sex, gay love and lifestyle, much to the amusement of the hot twink staff. Zack and I were closely watched and had only twenty minutes each day, varying from transit and subway schedules to get home, or else we risk being beaten, whipped and interrogated about our lateness!
Only over this past year did we learn about some gay sex and love, but we still have so many questions and experiences to have. We had separate bedrooms and only saw one another during school and mealtimes. It has been awful…we are both so lonely, coming out of the prison home and fucked up academy; we are well educated, but it was hell and so abusive. (Both were getting teary now.)
Pete…ah…we pray…or fuck that now…hoping that you will teach us all about gay sex, anal pleasure and love so we can find partners and start to enjoy a healthy gay 18-year-old teen sex life.” They both looked so serious, licking their lips.
I was not sure I could believe this nearly unimaginable tale of terror and horror, but they were both 18 and adults, so I cut right to the point and said,
“Do you, Ash and Zack, both agree to nudity and sexual activity with me and each other, all three of us?”
They were both nearly gasping like marathon winners, moaning and sighing in great relief, smiling so big. “Yes, I, Ash, agree to sex with you, Pete and my Twin Brother Zack.”
Zack stated next in a flash, “I, Zack, agree to sex with you, Pete and my Twin Brother, Ash.”
I smiled and asked, “I assume in secret you boys have been masturbating and ejaculating?”
They looked sad and lost in a catatonic state. Ash answered, shaking his head negatively,
“No, never either of us…We were talking about that between wash and dry loads just this hour. We were watched even during showers with transparent curtains by Mr. Wilson, who was clothed, ensuring we did not play with ourselves. They never sexually abused us, other than being so strict and cultish conservative. But they even had cameras in our bedrooms so we could not explore our bodies in private or face their wrath and painful beatings we would!
We have read, though, that it is normal and healthy for teen boys to masturbate, and those sick, perverted cult people robbed us of that. Neither of us is really sure how to do it!
Our jammies and underwear were inspected regularly, and we had to account for these nocturnal emissions, spontaneous erections and ejaculations that we had no control over since puberty. Fuck it was insane!
Neither of us has ever touched ourselves or anyone, and we have no idea how to self-pleasure… please, Pete, please teach it all to us… everything we beg!
All we know from the library sketches and reading is that young men get extreme pleasure from anal penetration, a gland called the p-state, and some other fucking vessel and glands thingy. When Zack told me about your massive sex toy, we both were raging hard and lubricating like leaking faucets. Please teach us, Pete!” Well, after this sad story, what would you do?
“I want the three of us to take off all our clothes and sit here naked, while I instruct you both to achieve your first mutual masturbation ejaculation and orgasm together.” I started commandingly.
Holy Fuck! You never saw two 18-year-old Twinks toss their shoes and socks so fast, drop their shorts and almost tear their pre-cum drenched undies off so fucking fast.
In seconds, Ash and Zack stood there for the first time, gawking at each other’s nakedness. Their penises are exact clones of each other, uncut and a lovely, hard, solid 7.5” with a perfect, slight curve. Their glans slit urethras were dripping so much pre-cum that there were cum webs and semen lines all over them to the floor and leather everything. Then they looked at me naked and almost passed out!
“Holy Shit Pete! You have a giant penis! Your body is so perfect and your face so gorgeous! And you are how old?” Said Zack.
“Your dick must be a foot long! How did you get it so big, Pete! We both want big penises like you!” Said Ash.
I giggled, “Well, I am 45 years old, boys, and am ten inches hard and six soft. Most of it is hereditary genetics, but some think that Twinks and young Gay men develop bigger penises from anal sex and massive anal rectal colonic penetrations. Swallowing cum and boy-semen along with anal absorption is the key, I believe, so that is rule number one. All ejaculates must be swallowed or absorbed anally if you both want a big cock like me!”
Both replied in unison, “Yes, Pete, we swear! Not a drop wasted…Daddy!” We all roared!
“Now, both of you step back a bit; pull on my penis and each other’s; softly tease and stroke and feel the hard pulsing blood. Play with our testicles and rub our ass cheeks and bodies. Watch and breathe in our horny sex pheromones.”
I said, thinking how corny this shit sounded, but they were in a total sex trance, twink cum state. The semen and precum were flowing out of them as if a champagne bottle had been uncorked. I knew I was about to see two 18-year-old twink twins ejaculate as I had never seen before! Their breathing, moans, sighs, and whimpers were so adorable and yearning; un-fucking real!
I instructed sensing both were close to cum painting my ceiling, “Ash, Zack, sit down close to each other and stroke each other's dripping hard cock…Now I want you both to start open-mouth deep-throat wet tongue kissing and show each other the love that you have had for one another forever! Remember, your first cum ejaculation will be powerful and very voluminous…you must share each other’s semen and not waste a drop as you swore! When you are close to climax ejaculation, break kissing and point your penises at your faces and mouths; eat all the cum to grow a big penis.” Fuck, I can’t believe I am talking this stupid, cheesy shit! Who talks like this…anyways!! Fucking ridiculous shit I am spewing!!
They were loving and locked in on their first mutual masturbation brotherly Twink Twin cum session. This was so hot! Their sounds and moans as they kissed wildly were so heavenly.
I continued to coach, saying, “That is good, Zack. Get your tongue deep in big brother's mouth and throat; suck that tongue and feel those gorgeous teeth. Ash, while you pump baby brother Zack's penis with one hand, fondle his lovely testicle and pull on each other’s awesome black pubic bush. Yes, Ash, good Big Brother. Look how Zack shudders when you rub the glans head of that big penis. Perfect boys keep sucking each other's face and mouth so wildly. That is it, boys. Keep pumping each other's raging, dripping cock and feel that cum ejaculation building. Break just before you squirt and watch and enjoy sharing each other’s orgasm for the first time, as loving brothers.”
I was beating my cock, which looked about 15 inches long and almost 2 inches thick…well, kidding, but I have not been this raging hard in decades! Watching these gorgeous Twink Twins jerk each other off to my Daddy like instructions had me so horny I could not imagine it…ever! OH Fuck I wish I had a video camera recording….here they go, they both just broke the face lock and are leaning forward and pointing their cocks to each other's face and open mouth when they are not screaming and hollering in climax and orgasm!
Ash yelled, “Oh Zack Baby Bro…something is cumming! Oh Fuck! OH Yes! Fuck! Yes, Oh Fuck!!”
Zack next belts out, “Big Bro Ash….yes me too….Oh Fuck! Holy shit! Oh yes! Fuck! The sensation in my penis…something is pumping like a heart under my testicles…Fuck Yes! OH Yes! Fuck Yes!”
Both Twink twins together yelled and made incoherent pleasure screams with their mouths open like Pavarotti (God rest his soul- There I used in this story, so all good!) at the climax of Nessun Dorma,
“OOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKKK AAAAAAHHHHHHHH YYYYYYEEEESSSSSSS AAAASSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH< ZZZZZZZAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKK FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK YYYYYYEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! FFFFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSS!”
Holy Fuck! I have seen some massive Twink powerful cums in my time, but even this I was not expecting! Both Gorgeous Twins had their near 8” purple exploding boners pointed precisely at each other’s faces and mouths. As they pumped and screamed and screamed, the semen snake torrents splashed and splashed and splashed, drenching their lips and gulping throats.
I lost count as my own ejaculations exploded nonstop all over my face, mouth, chest and belly. Ash’s huge purple cock to Zack's lips, face, and throat, and Zack’s big red boner to Ash’s swallowing gullet. It went on for over five minutes until just a few oozing drops were cumming out of their penis slits. I have never seen anything like this. The cum and semen were all over their faces, mouths, and hair. Each had already swallowed ounces and ounces, I swear. I had not jerked off and cum like this in decades!
Instinctively, as promised, the two Twin brothers returned to kissing and cleaning their mutual semen from each other’s hair, face, lips, neck, ears, eyes, head, mouth and upper chest. Some even about the black leather seating behind them, and some even dripping, I saw from the dining suite highchairs some 10 feet away. I will show that to them later. For now, I sat there watching their love, lust and sharing in their sex juice; I was cum stoned as well in disbelief at the hot erotic event that just happened. They were fierce, almost biting, and sucking like vampires, their entire souls connected. Very little semen was in their pubic hair and mounds or on their cock as the orgasms exploded with such a force and volume.
After twenty minutes, they and the surrounding areas were as clean as they could be.
They broke from their wild, feral cum kiss and semen devouring. Their brotherly eyes locked, and they giggled and started to cry tears of joy.
Ash said, “Zack, Baby bro…I love you so much! I am so in love with you! Please be my lover forever! Your semen tastes so good. It is all I want forever!
Zack answered, “Ash, my big bro…I am so in love with you, too! Please be my lover forever! Your brother cum is the best meal!” They kissed, hugged, moaned, gasped and stroked their newfound and discovered bodies and boy parts. I have never seen anything so heavenly beautiful in all my life.
It was perfect; all they had ever had was one another; they were one for all intents and purposes. It seemed so fitting for them to be devout lovers of one another. With that out and open now, I pledged to teach them every pleasure a Twink, or young man, can give to another Twink and young man. The fact that they are blood twin brothers…perfect beyond imagination!
I stated, “Boys, before we hit that outside shower for group anal cleansing before more play in the hot tub underneath the starry sky on the deck furnishings, followed by intro and training in the playroom, can you guys please cum clean the semen drenched on me!?!”
Holy Shit! Like the flash himself, they flew across the room and knelt licking my huge cock, balls, asshole, stomach, chest, mouth and face. Kissing, sucking, and biting with pleasure sensation, I have not felt in years. Wild, untamed, and feral does not even cum close to describing these two gorgeous, perfect, out-of-control Twin Twink brothers…this is precisely why adolescents are supposed to you know what…otherwise, they become cum-wolves by age 18. However, I'm feeding and training them, and I'm so lucky!
A 45-year-old, guiding and teaching them like the Daddy they never had. This is going to be so much anal cum fun! I feel like I am 18 again, back in the gay baths in the Algarve!
But that is yet the next hot chapter! So much to teach my Twin boys!
