Richey and I advertised on IRC chat, ‘twin tops seeking two bottoms.’ It surprised me when the twins messaged, and not Bradley and Bobby. Both hot, but Richey and I looked more like twins than them.
“You guys don’t look like twins,” I wrote into the private chat.
“We get that a lot. We’re fraternal twins.”
“Which twin am I talking to?”
“We’re both here. I’m Jackson, and my brother is Jonah.”
“Cool, I’m Ricky, and my twin is Richey.”
“Hi, Ricky. Do you guys also play with each other? We do.”
“Sometimes, but mostly play together. Everyone wants to play with twins.”
“We normally just tell people we’re brothers because they don’t believe we’re twins till they see our passports.”
“You guys live together?”
“Yeah. What about you and Richey?”
“I have my own apartment. Are you guys both bottom?”
“We’re versatile.”
“Cool. When are you free?”
“We are free now if you guys wanna come over.”
“We could do. You are close to me. Condoms make us both go soft. Are you guys clean?”
“Why the fuck did you ask that now?” Richey asked.
“Because I’m not wasting my time traveling if they want to use condoms.”
“It’s a foursome. The twins are not gonna be thinking about rubbers. You scared them off now.”
“I’m not like you. I want permission first.”
“Well, they’re not replying, so you’ve ruined the meet.”
“That’s cool,” the twins replied. “We hate condoms too.”
“You were lucky this time,” Richey said.
“Shut up and get ready.”
“Cool. We’re gonna get ready and head over. See you in 20 minutes,” I wrote.
“Fix your hair the same style as mine. It will make us look more like twins,” Richey said.
“Yes, master.”
“They might ask for our birthday. Let’s use yours, and I’ll remember it.”
“I’m on the eighteenth of August.”
“1979?”
“No, 1976.”
“Oh, you’re older than me. I thought we were the same age. Let’s rather use mine, first of August 1979. Will you remember that?”
“First of August 1979, yup. I’ll remember.”
“How old are these guys?”
“He said they were nineteen.”
“Cool. Let’s go. You have lube and poppers?”
“Yup.”
“Remember, if they ask. Richard is your first name and my second name. No repeat of last time. Real twins will know. Richard was our father’s name. If you get stuck, let me do the talking.”
“Yeah, cool. You handle the details.”
The twin’s filthy home surprised me as if inhabited by drunk frat boys.
“Please excuse the mess, guys. Our mom cleans every week. She’s coming tomorrow,” Jackson said.
“I wish my mother did that for me,” I said.
“Jonah’s waiting in the bedroom.”
Jonah, naked and bent on the bed, grinned as we entered the room.
“You’re eager,” Richey said and stripped.
Jackson and I undressed, and he kissed me. I cupped my palms on his soft ass. Both twins stood five feet eight with blond hair, with Jonah’s hair somewhat darker.
Richey’s dry cock disappeared into Jonah’s ass.
“I was fucking him before you guys arrived,” Jackson said.
“Yeah, his ass is already wet,” Richey replied. “It’s a great ass.”
“Why don’t you bend over on the bed like your brother?” I said to Jackson.
“Did you bring any lube?” Jonah asked. “If you didn’t, I’ll wet his ass for you.”
Richey and I looked at each other, and I read his mind.
“Wet his ass for us?” I said.
Jonah stood and flashed his hard three-inch uncut baby-cock. He spat on his head and fucked Jackson with quick thrusts, and let out a deep sigh.
“He’s all wet now,” Jonah said.
“Thanks,” I said, and Richey and I grinned at one another.
Richey continued fucking Jonah gradually, and I eased my dry cock into Jackson’s creamy ass.
“You have such a nice hole,” I said.
“This one does, too,” Richey said. “Let’s swap.”
I eased in Jonah, wetter than Jackson.
“Such a hot ass, but needs to be wetter,” Richey said.
Richey fucked Jackson with a steady rhythm, and Jackson farted three times. I smirked and knew Richey soaked his ass with cum.
“Let’s swap back,” I said. I eased into Jackson’s sloppy hole. “Your ass feels amazing,” and I pounded hard. Jackson’s ass was soft and tight and farted four times as I shot inside him.
Richey made Jonah fart twice and smirked. Jonah and Jackson kissed each other as we fucked them. Richey leaned toward me, and we kissed too.
“I’m glad you guys kiss,” Jackson said.
“I wanna watch the two if you fuck each other, too,” Jonah replied.
“Yeah, I wanna see that too,” Jackson added.
Richey and I fucked the twins harder, and they farted seconds apart. We swapped asses with Jonah’s hole loose. I pounded him hard and shot again inside him. It surprised me his hole gaped like a virgin.
“Where must we cum, guys?” Richey asked.
“Don’t cum. We wanna watch you guys fuck,” Jonah said.
“We came to fuck the two of you,” I replied.
“Finish in Jonah’s ass,” Jackson said. “I wanna fuck him afterward.”
“No cum in Jackson’s ass too. I also want to fuck him.”
Richey and I pounded the twins hard and fabricated loud cumming noises to signal our finish.
Jonah tried fucking Jackson. “Your ass is too loose,” Jonah said. “Clench, I can’t feel anything. You guys are huge.”
“Shut up, I’ll fuck you,” Jackson said. “Your ass is also too loose.”
“Your cock is smaller than mine. That’s why,” Jonah replied.
The twins continued trying to fuck one another while Richey and I showered.
“That was very nice. Thanks, guys. We are gonna head off,” Richey said.
“Thank you for coming,” Jackson said, with his cock in Jonah’s ass.
“We will let ourselves out,” I said and smiled.
Outside the apartment, Richey and I burst into a fit of laughter.
“I have no fucking doubt those two are twins,” Richey said.
“Yeah, and great asses too. And the mother still cleans for them?”
“My mother still cleans for me,” Richey replied.
“That explains a lot,” I said.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
I grinned.
