I met nineteen-year-old gay masculine twins Bradley and Bobby at the gym. Although fraternal twins, they heavily resembled one another, and I learned to tell them apart. Both with light blond hair, stood five feet eight, with a medium athletic build.
I invited them both to my apartment and stocked enough beers to sedate a football team.
Wearing only shorts, “Would you guys like a beer?” I asked.
“Yes, please,” they replied in unison with deep voices.
When I returned with the beers, the twins removed their shirts and searched through my porn collection. Bobby passed me a tape with a hot guy on the cover.
“Can we play this?” he asked.
“Sure. Porn always makes me horny,” I said and removed my shorts and underwear.
The twins smirked as they gawked at my boner and argued over who sucked first. Bobby won because he walked over, kneeled, and planted my cock in his delicate mouth.
Bradley stroked himself, watching his brother suck me.
“Join us,” I said.
Bradley stood next to me, and I gripped his eight-inch shaft and massaged his uncut tip with my tongue. His vast nuts swayed as my hand jerked his cock.
“Give Bradley a turn,” I said.
I sucked Bobby’s thicker seven-and-a-half-inch cock, while Bradley enjoyed my dick. Bobby owned huge nuts, but a tight sack.
I pushed Bobby’s cock deep in my mouth. Bradley’s sucked superbly, but I preferred Bobby’s tongue.
Even though endowed, I wanted to flip-fuck them both. I always wanted twins, and my rulebook was out the window that evening.
They followed me to the bedroom, and Bobby sucked me as I swallowed Bradley.
“Have you guys ever, you know, each other?” I asked, and they giggled.
I wet my finger and pushed into Bobby’s hole. He jumped, inching my knuckle into him.
“Bend over the bed. I wanna see your hole,” I said to Bobby.
I placed my mouth over his snow-white hairless bud and slipped my tongue into his fresh ass.
Bradley kneeled before me, sucking my cock while I rimmed Bobby.
“Bend over next to him,” I said to Bradley.
With both asses in front of me, I wrapped my mouth on Bradley’s smooth hole and pushed a finger into Bobby. I swapped and rimmed Bobby while fingering Bradley.
I lubed my fingers and their holes; one finger, then two, and finally a third into each ass.
After Lubing my cock, I eased into Bobby’s fantastic butt. I pulled out and repeated with Bradley, his ass great too, but difficult to decide which I preferred more.
Returning to Bobby, I pushed deep into him and repeated on Bradley.
My cock pushed balls-deep into Bobby and then his brother.
“Who’s going first?” I asked.
“Me, me, me,” Bradley said, “this is my turn.”
I pushed my cock into Bradley’s ass.
“Stand over him. I wanna suck you,” I said to Bobby.
I fucked Bradley’s hot ass as Bobby pounded my mouth. Enjoying Bradley’s ass with fast, long strokes, I slowed to edge and gently fucked him until I came. I continued fucking and enjoyed his cum-soaked hole.
“I want your ass now,” I said to Bobby.
Fucking Bobby hard, I shot inside him and continued fucking. I slowed and enjoyed his wetness.
“Who’s gonna try me first?” I asked.
“It’s my turn,” Bobby said.
I lubed his cock and my hole and bent, holding poppers under my nose. Bobby eased into my ass painlessly. My cock throbbed and ass clenched with excitement, enjoying every inch of his dick.
He moaned, and I released a wet fart. I realized he came inside me.
“Do you wanna try?” Bobby asked Bradley.
Bradley thrust his dry cock into my ass, which slid in easily. He fucked harder than his brother. I sniffed poppers and enjoyed his cum-soaked cock inside me.
Bradley squealed and said, “Oh, I’m gonna cum,” and pulled out.
“Bend over,” I said to Bobby and thrust my cock into him.
His ass much tighter than before, “It’s sore,” he said.
I held the poppers under his nose and gently stroked his cock as he inhaled several breaths. I fucked him as hard as Brad and I fucked.
“How’s that?” I asked.
“It feels great now,” Bobby said.
“I’ve never seen him fucked so hard before,” Bradley said.
“You must try it. It feels amazing,” Bobby said, “don’t stop.”
I continued fucking hard, then edged, fucking gently, and enjoyed the wetness of his ass before shooting inside him again.
“It’s your turn,” I said to Bradley and passed him the poppers.
“Try it. Take a deep breath. It feels amazing,” Bradley told his brother.
I thrust my cock into Bradley and fucked him as hard as I fucked Bobby and blew inside him and continued pounding his hole, loving his wetness.
“I’m close to cumming. Where must I cum?” I said.
“Cum inside if you want.”
“No, I want to feel it,” Bobby said.
“Don’t worry, I can cum many times,” and Bobby beamed.
I brought myself to orgasm and pulled out of Bradley’s ass and shot on his hole, and pushed my cock back into him as Bobby watched.
I moved over to Bobby, jerked for a few seconds, shot on his hole, and pushed into his ass. After fucking a few more strokes in Bobby’s ass, I pulled out.
“Can I fuck you again?” Bobby asked.
“Sure. Lube your cock.”
I bent, resting over the bed, and sniffed poppers. I buried my head in a pillow and enjoyed his cock fucking me. Bobby fucked longer than before and alternated between hard and slow strokes.
“I’m gonna cum,” Bobby said and moaned as his cock pulsated deep in my ass. He grunted and pulled out of me.
Bradley thrust his dry cock into me, and I inhaled a huge breath of poppers. He fucked hard against my bladder, and I loved each stroke. For ten long minutes, he abused my hole.
“I’m cumming,” he said, and I felt his warm explosion inside me.
He continued fucking in quick strokes.
“Your ass feels amazing full of my cum,” Bradley said, “let’s shower.”
We kissed and cuddled in the shower and enjoyed rubbing our bodies together.
“Have you guys ever sucked each other?” I asked, and they laughed.
“Show him,” Bobby said.
Bradley placed Bobby’s soft cock in his mouth, and we giggled.
“Do you guys fuck each other too?” I asked, and the twins smirked.
“Don’t show him that,” Bradley said. I smirked.
We never watched porn and sat chatting for hours and kissed and cuddled.
I never played with the twins together again. The twins cared for me as the third twin, and I must confess I loved them both.
Bradley lives in Canada now, and Bobby lived in California until his passing.
I visited them many times over the years and enjoyed Thanksgiving with Bradley last year. Excited to be in the book, Bradley asked me to use his actual name, and we discussed me helping him write his book.
Respecting Bobby, I limited sharing every exciting thing we did together. Rest in peace, my dear friend.
