carking1
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A couple of years ago, my youngest son had a steady stream of friends wandering through the house, the way teenage boys do. I always behaved myself and kept things perfectly legitimate. Until, when he was 19, he brought home Jason. Jason was a walking wet dream, and he always made it a point to talk to me and even spend time with me in the family room while the gang was playing video games upstairs.
I noticed that he lingered more and more and was more casual in the way he dressed, talked, and sometimes touched me when we we talking, just making a point in conversation.
It all came to a head once when my son was away for the weekend and Jason stopped over. I knew that he knew my son wasn't home, and he knew that I knew. Without dragging this out, I noticed him rubbing his basket and I made my move. He was new to receiving head, but was enthusiastic in his initiation. We had a couple of episodes that weekend and stole a few minutes when we could safely do it. He never reciprocated, but fed me lots of boycream for a month or so.
Well, one day, I saw him at the house with several others, but he was acting a little different. I finally cornered him and backed him into a corner while running my hand over the lump in his jeans. He looked surprised when I unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees. I blew him and he didn't last long. When we finished, I stood up and thanked him and called him by name. He laughed, thanked my, and told me his name was Jeff. He said, "I guess you've met my brother." I could have died, and actually accused him of playing games with me. He unzipped his pants again, pulled out his dick and asked me if Jason had a mole on his dick? I knew the answer. I was scared shitless, but turned on to the max.
I didn't know whether or not to tell Jason, but the next time I saw him, he told me he knew. I begged him to get his brother over to the house and let me have them together, but he said he would be freaked out and that wasn't going to happen.
I did see them separately a few times, then all the guys went off to college and I didn't see them anymore. I really, really wanted them together just once.
How about you guys/gals? Any twin encounters?
I noticed that he lingered more and more and was more casual in the way he dressed, talked, and sometimes touched me when we we talking, just making a point in conversation.
It all came to a head once when my son was away for the weekend and Jason stopped over. I knew that he knew my son wasn't home, and he knew that I knew. Without dragging this out, I noticed him rubbing his basket and I made my move. He was new to receiving head, but was enthusiastic in his initiation. We had a couple of episodes that weekend and stole a few minutes when we could safely do it. He never reciprocated, but fed me lots of boycream for a month or so.
Well, one day, I saw him at the house with several others, but he was acting a little different. I finally cornered him and backed him into a corner while running my hand over the lump in his jeans. He looked surprised when I unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees. I blew him and he didn't last long. When we finished, I stood up and thanked him and called him by name. He laughed, thanked my, and told me his name was Jeff. He said, "I guess you've met my brother." I could have died, and actually accused him of playing games with me. He unzipped his pants again, pulled out his dick and asked me if Jason had a mole on his dick? I knew the answer. I was scared shitless, but turned on to the max.
I didn't know whether or not to tell Jason, but the next time I saw him, he told me he knew. I begged him to get his brother over to the house and let me have them together, but he said he would be freaked out and that wasn't going to happen.
I did see them separately a few times, then all the guys went off to college and I didn't see them anymore. I really, really wanted them together just once.
How about you guys/gals? Any twin encounters?
And I sure enjoy reading about your life, and your experiences. 
