Gay Erotic Stories

Luckily none of us were pajama guys. Just underwear. Tonight mine were white. Danny's were white too. David had on a pair of striped boxers that were obviously pretty worn out since they kept sliding down in the front below the top of his pubes.

David hit the lights and stepped over me into his bed.

“So, TJ, we usually can’t fall asleep until we whack off.” The voice came from the direction of Danny’s bed. It was way too dark to actually see his lips moving.

Plus I was on the floor between the two of them, in a sleeping bag.

“What?” I asked. I was startled by the comment.

“Danny, not tonight okay. We have company.”

Danny ignored David’s statement. “I said we whack off. Every night without fail. It relaxes me.”

“Hmm,” I said. “Well I’d hate for you guys not to be able to sleep.”

“TJ, forget about it,” David said. “Danny’s an idiot. Just go to sleep everybody.”

I didn’t know what to say.

“TJ, seriously, whip it out, we’re doing this,” Danny said.

“No we’re not Danny,” David had raised his voice a little for emphasis. “Just ignore him TJ, he’ll eventually give up and leave you alone.”

“Um,” I said. “I don’t really…”

Danny interrupted before I could say that I didn’t really mind. “David! Fuck! I mean, why the hell not? TJ’s a big boy and he can certainly decide for himself. Me? I’m doing it. In fact, I’ve got a raging hard on right now,” Danny said, flipping the covers back to show us all. But I couldn’t see anything, a combination of the low light and the angle I was at below him.

“Well,” I started but this time David interrupted me.

“All right Danny, you pervert, you do whatever you want with your little weenie. TJ doesn’t have to. And neither do I.”

Danny cracked up. “Little weenie?”

“That’s what I said,” David answered.

“Ouch! You realize bro that if you insult my weenie, you sort of insult yours too. We’re twins, for crissakes!”

“Yeah, and you got all the sexual deviant genes in the family,” David retorted.

“That I did,” Danny agreed.

“And besides, that part of our bodies are not the same,” David said. “Don’t worry TJ; the two of us are not totally identical.”

“I wasn’t worried,” I said. I was smiling, starting to enjoy this conversation.

“Right,” Danny said. “My balls hang way lower than yours bro.”

David didn’t respond right away.

“And…it doesn’t matter about the size, it’s more about what you do with it,” Danny added.

“Yeah, and if you keep wanking it as much as you do, it could like fall off or something. It's not going to get any bigger, I think our growth spurts are over,” David said.

We all laughed. Then the room became quiet. The only sound came from Danny’s side of the room. It was kind of like walking in a flip-flop next to a wet pool. It didn’t take much to figure out what he was doing.

“Danny, you’re depraved,” David whispered.

“What the hell does that mean?” Danny asked. The flip-flop sound didn’t stop.

“It means you’re an idiot,” David shot back.

“So if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em,” Danny giggled at his pun. “I mean, come on, let’s just stop arguing about this and do it!”

“I’m in,” I said quickly.

“Arrrgh!” David said.

“That a boy,” Danny said soothingly. “Now just take your big weenie in your hand bro, lick your palm a little to get it nice and silky smooth, and rub back and forth.”

“Is that how it’s done?” I asked.

“Yup. I worry about my brother sometimes TJ. He gets himself so worked up!”

“Shut up! Now if I agree to do this, will you just leave me alone and go to sleep already?” David asked, sounding a little exasperated.

“Scout’s honor!” Danny said.

“You were never a boy scout,” David said.

“Yes but I certainly know a lot of boy scouts,” Danny said, pausing for dramatic effect. “If you know what I mean.”

I laughed.

“Danny! TJ doesn’t care about your distorted reality!”

“Um well, you know, it’s really no big deal to me. I was never a boy scout either, but I certainly like to camp,” I said, trying to make a joke.

“It’s not camping that Danny likes the boy scouts for,” David explained.

“It’s knots!” Danny said. “You know, getting twisted in knots. They’re very good at it.” Danny said.

Danny and I laughed together. David kept quiet.

“Pervert.” David whispered but we could hear the giggling in his voice.

“Okay, so then, let’s get going with this,” Danny said. “I’m totally getting worked up talking about…camping.”

“Um, okay,” I said. “Do you guys have some…?” If I was going to do this, I wanted lube. But I never got my question out.

“I mean, you don’t have to, but with us, it’s just sort of, you know, a tradition.” For twins, even they didn't look totally identical, people were always getting confused and calling them by the wrong names. Danny had a slightly narrower face, a tighter ass (I know because I spent many laps on the track running behind the two of them), and somewhat longer brown hair. David was a tiny bit wider and his butt wasn't quite as nice as his brother's, plus his hair was shorter. Remarkably, their voices were exactly alike and when I only heard one of them but didn't see him, I was totally lost!

“Come on, bro, anybody sleeps on our floor while we beat our meat has to beat his too. That’s the rule, plain and simple,” Danny said emphatically.

“Okay, fine. I could go. I’m pretty sure,” I said.

“Cool, whip it out amigo,” Danny responded.

I looked up at the beds to see if my two friends were looking. I could see nothing even just three feet away; it was way too dark in the Leeman boys’ bedroom.

I was already hard. Of course. Carefully and silently I unzipped my sleeping bag a little to give me some better access to my dick. I reached into my shorts to give myself a feel. Yup, there it was. Before I lowered by underwear I listened to David and Danny above me. I could hear a faint slapping sound, almost in stereo from the two beds above me. I decided that my own wank session would be much quieter. Somehow that just seemed more polite. After all I was a guest.

“Danny, throw TJ some Kleenex or something,” David said.

“Okay, you done yet TJ? We’ve heard all about how fast you are.”

“I haven’t even started yet,” I answered seriously. I lifted my hips and scooted by underwear down off of my legs.”

Two pieces of tissue floated down like parachutes from Danny’s bed and landed softly beside my sleeping bag. I picked them up with my right hand and looked at them. I put them on my chest for later.

“Let’s rock and roll!” Danny said.

“Just stay on your side of the room bro,” David said.

“Aww! That’s no fun. Tell you what, whoever splats first gets to finish off the other,” Danny taunted.

“What?” I asked.

“Deal!” David answered quickly.

What had I gotten myself into?

The room was quiet but for the sound of the three of us breathing a little harder than usual and the unmistakable rhythms of skin on skin. It went on like this for a few minutes. It was somehow an incredible turn-on to be so close to my friends in total darkness as we all jerked off.

Danny’s voice broke the silence. “That’s it, I’m a go! Party time!”

“Shut up you idiot,” David said. “Can’t you just come and keep quiet?”

Danny obviously couldn’t. He started to moan out load, in sort of an exaggerated porno movie squeal. “Oh yes, baby, yes, yes, YES!”

I laughed and stopped what I was doing with my hand. There was quiet from Danny’s bed, but David was still whacking away.

“Oh my god!” Danny said. “That was fucking great!”

“Shut up Danny,” David said.

“But that was really something! I mean it! This is something I’m really, really good at! If racing the 1600, then I’d be a lock to take State!”

“I thought you already told me you were going to take State,” I offered weakly.

Danny chuckled. “So you were listening, TJ. That’s good. In fact, you’re right! I do run as well as I masturbate! I’m the real deal, a sure thing!”

“Shut up you idiot,” David said again.

Danny jumped up out of bed and leaped onto David’s bed crossing over me as he did. In the faint light of the room, I could barely make out the silhouette of Danny’s body. I mostly smelled him and he smelled like I did after a track practice.

“Come on, bro,” Danny teased. “Let’s get all those little sperms out of you!” I could barely see the two naked Leemans wrestling on David’s bed.

“Get off me!”

“Come on bro! We’ve got company tonight,” Danny said breathless. “No time for your usual one hour spank session. Plus we made a deal.”

“Danny, cut it out!”

The two of them kept at it and I listened to the soft sounds of their panting. Absently I started playing with myself again. Some pre-cum had collected at the head of my cock and I rubbed it around. I licked one hand to moisten myself even more while my hosts grappled above me.

“Danny, don’t you dare,” David said in sort of a muted scream.

I tried to see what was happening but couldn’t quite make it out. Somebody was pinned on their back and somebody was on his side kind of bent over.

“Bro, you know this will do it for you. It always does!” Danny said.

“Danny! Don’t! Don’t!”

“Mmm, there you go, that’s better right? That’s what you like, right?”

“Knock it off! Don’t! Don’t”

“Easy tiger, easy,” Danny seemed to have complete control of his brother.

“Danny!”

“What the fuck are you guys doing?” I asked, somewhat afraid of the answer.

David was moaning softly. His panting increased and so did the rhythmic slapping of flesh.

“Oh, all right,” David had surrendered to his twin. “Just don’t draw this out for like a year.”

“Not a problem,” Danny answered. “I know just what to do.”

“What are you guys doing?” I asked, but they ignored my question.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh!” It was David. I sat up and moved closer to his bed to see what was going on. Finally I made out the scene. David was on his back and Danny had tucked one of David’s legs around his torso, Danny’s full weight keeping David from moving. One of Danny’s hands covered David’s ass and the other was stroking up and down on David’s cock.

“Wow,” I said quietly.

Danny looked up at me and I could see his white teeth despite the darkness.

“You gotta do what you gotta do,” he said matter-of-factly. Through the dark light of the room, it looked to me like Danny kept jerking his brother and his hand was moving somewhere down around David’s butt. Could this really be happening? Weren’t there supposed to be laws about this kind of thing?

“Uh, uh, uh!” David moaned loudly this time.

“Are you doing what I thing you’re doing?” I asked. David kept moaning and seemed to ignore my question. Laws or not, it was clear that Danny was doing something his brother liked. We were all 18 here and technically allowed to vote, but, you know, still…

“Um hmm,” Danny said. “This makes him fuckin’ nuts.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I can see that,”

“Oh god, oh god, oh god!” David panted.

“That should do it,” Danny said knowingly.

The dark silhouette that was Danny’s twin brother David twisted and bucked up off of the bed.

“Aaaaah!”

Danny untangled himself from David and sat up on the edge of David’s bed. He grabbed for the Kleenex box and tossed it behind him as he stood up to go back over to his own bed. Watching this whole display had made my dick even harder. I lie down on my pillow and let out a deep sigh. I grabbed myself and yanked a few times.

“So what do you think TJ? You need some help too?” David asked.

“Um no,” I said. “No thank you.”

David was still wiping himself up. “TJ, you won’t say anything to anyone will ya’?”

“What? I didn’t see anything,” I answered.

“Hmm, maybe we should have turned a light on then,” Danny said.

“Danny, Jesus!”

“Danny looked over the edge of his bed at me. “It’s a twin thing TJ.”

“You guys are pretty close,” I acknowledged.

“Well, I do sort of know him better than he knows himself,” Danny explained unnecessarily.

“Oh.”

I went back to pulling at my dick. I still had a boner but somehow my mind was in a very strange place. Somehow this seemed hopeless tonight.

“Don’t worry, David. I won’t say a word,” I added, breaking the silence.

“Thanks man,” David said, “Danny can be such an asshole!”

“I’m an asshole?” Danny asked in a sort of mock horrified tone. “I’m an asshole? I give you this great fucking orgasm cause I know what gets you off and I’m an asshole?”

“Oh come on Danny,” David interrupted, “you know you just did that for TJ,”

“What are you talking about bro? We're twins, we share it all. I honked on your Melvin inside Mom's womb!”

I cracked up. 'Honked his Melvin?'

“Um, well, thanks, that was a blast for me,” I said. “I think.”

“Just forget it TJ, forget you saw anything at all. And fuck you Danny,” David said. “Everybody just go to sleep.”

The room was quiet for a minute. My hard-on was actually gone. I left my hand there but didn’t bother trying to get myself going again.

“Yeah, we should all get some sleep,” I said. “We need to be up in a few hours, right?”

“You didn’t cum yet, TJ,” Danny said.

“Don’t worry, I did earlier today,” I lied. I pulled my underwear back up and covered myself with the sleeping bag.

The next morning David was up first. I woke up to the sounds of a shower in the bathroom in the hallway. I blinked my eyes open and stretched my arms over my head.

“G’morning sunshine.” It was Danny. Of course.

“Hey,” I said.

“How’d you sleep? Floor okay?”

I was pretty stiff but I lied. “Fine, fine, I’m used to it.”

Danny laughed. “You sleep on the floor at home do you?”

“No, I mean I like to sleep on something hard,” I stammered.

Danny laughed again. “I bet you do sunshine.”

Now I giggled too. I crossed my arms behind my head and stared up at the ceiling.

“So is it true?” Danny asked after a minute.

I had a funny sense I knew where Danny was taking this conversation. “Is what true?”

“You know what I’m talking about,” Danny said. “Is it true that you’ve got a big dick?”

“Danny!”

“Oh please, don’t give me that. Is it true or not?”

“What the fuck Danny? What do you want me to say?”

“Is it big or not?”

I thought about the question and how I should respond.

“Well?” Danny asked again.

“Um.”

“Andy said that you guys measured it and it’s eight and a half inches.”

“What?”

“Eight and a half?”

“I can’t believe Andy told you that!”

“So, is it?”

“How big is yours?” I asked, half hoping to change the subject, half just wanting to know how big Danny’s dick was.”

“Somewhere in the sevens,” Danny answered immediately. “David’s a little thicker than me, but we’re both like exactly the same in the length department. The Leeman boys inherited our daddy's pee pee.”

“Somewhere in the sevens?” I repeated out loud.

“Yeah,” Danny said, “sadly closer to the seven than to the eight.” He sighed. Then he laughed again.

I chuckled. “It’s not the plane it’s the pilot,” I said, trying to be nice.

“Yeah, but I’d take a 747 over a little propeller plane any day.”

I laughed. “Are you just a little propeller plane?”

Danny flipped back the covers and grabbed the front of his underwear. “Does this look a propeller plane to you?”

“Nope. I guess not,” I said.

Danny spun his legs around and put his feet on my chest through the sleeping bag. “Damn right!” he said. “Besides I am a very, very good pilot!”

“Right,” I said.

Danny wiggled his toes and pressed down on my body. “So?”

“Danny, you’ve got like a one-track mind,” I said.

“Yes I do. How big is it?” He moved one foot closer to my mid-section and felt for my cock with his foot. I shifted my hips away to keep it from him.

“I don’t know, it could be eight inches or so,” I said.

“Eight inches? Or eight and a half inches?” He dug his foot around to try to find my crotch.

I looked away from his gaze.

“Are you always this nice to your overnight guests?”

“Well, we don’t get a lot of guys sleeping over. You’re the first in a long time.”

“Maybe the universe is trying to send you a message,” I said, not exactly sure what I meant.

“Yeah, I thought of that. Anyway answer the question. How big is it?”

“It’s eight and a third.”

“Inches?” Danny asked.

I laughed. “Yes, inches. What did you think I meant, feet?”

Danny moved his feet up to my face and pressed. Incredibly they smelled okay, sort of like band-aids. He stuck his big toe in my mouth and I bit down.

“Umm, that’s it TJ, bite me,” Danny taunted.

I released the grip of my teeth and let my lips lock around his toe. He began to move it in and out. After a moment he stopped.

“TJ, are you sucking on my toe?”

My mouth was full so I couldn’t answer. We both heard the shower going. With one hand I pulled Danny’s foot away from my face.

“It would seem that way,” I said. I looked into Danny’s eyes. They were brown. His longish brown hair was messed up after having slept on it all night. He was shirtless. His other foot found my dick through the sleeping bag. He pushed down.

“Poor TJ. Eight and a third inches. All worked up with his morning piss-hard. Too bad we’re in a big rush and can’t take care of this.”

I grabbed Danny’s toe again and nibbled on the tip.

“I don’t take long,” I said.

“Hmm.”

I flipped back the sleeping bag and wriggled myself up to a sitting position. All the while keeping Danny’s toe in my mouth. I saw a tenting in his shorts.

Danny looked down toward my dick. He hopped off of his bed and kneeled on the floor beside me. In an instant his mouth surrounded mine and he placed his hand onto my cock through my shorts. His tongue explored my teeth and gums.

“Mmm,” he said pulling away from my face slightly, “you taste like a concentrated version of TJ.”

I smiled and pulled his head toward mine. This time I kissed him. He let me move around his mouth at will. Danny left his hand outside my underwear but had a firm grip on my hard cock. As we kissed I felt myself throb and my shorts got wet as some pre-cum oozed out from the head.

“Mmm,” Danny said again. He pulled his lips away and stuck his fingers inside his mouth to moisten them. With a wet palm he reached down again and slipped it under my waistband finding what he wanted immediately. Danny’s palm rubbed over the tip of my dick. I squirmed.

We both heard the shower turn off.

“Uh oh,” I said. Danny licked his fingers again and then stuck his hand into my mouth. When he withdrew it, he replaced his fingers with his tongue and we locked our mouths together. His hand found my dick quickly and he moved my underwear away so that he could access the entire length of my erection.

“Mmm,” he said. “Very nice.”

“Um, thanks,” I said.

Danny stroked my cock up and down and let his wet palm linger on the tip. I was sure this wasn’t going to take long but I was surprised when I lost control so quickly. A silent scream escaped my lips and I stopped breathing. My cum shot into Danny’s hand and he tried to contain it like a little cup. He looked at me and smiled.

“You don’t take long, do you?”

“Um, well,” I said.

“Now what do I do with this?” he said grinning.

“Here, do you want to use my t-shirt?” I offered.

In a flash, Danny used one hand to push down his underwear, freeing his own hard cock. With the cum hand, he rubbed it on himself.

“Mmm,” he said. “I think I’ll just put this right here.”

He rubbed his dick a few times. I watched him coat it with my sperm.

“It’s a little sticky,” he said.

“Yeah,” I said. Then I giggled. “David’s right, you are a pervert.”

“You have no idea,” he said.

Danny licked the palm of his wet hand. I watched him do that too.

“Now that’s concentrated TJ,” he said.

I fell back onto the pillow. Danny moved his wet hand from his face and then covered my mouth with the same one. I let him move two fingers onto my tongue and I tasted my own cum.

“Does this make us blood brothers or something?” I asked.

“Sperm brothers, amigo. Just sperm brothers.”

In the back of the blue Toyota shared by the twins, I sat quietly with my arms folded. We were headed over to Loyola for a college regional track meet and I was alone with my thoughts for the first time since I’d shown up last night for our little mini-sleepover.

David drove. Danny sat beside him in the passenger seat. There wasn’t a whole lot of leg room in the backseat so I straddled the hump and let my legs dip into the wells behind the two front bucket seats.

Danny turned around to look at my crotch, splayed open. He made no effort to hide the fact that he was trying to see up my shorts.

“How’s that hump TJ?” He grinned.

“Great,” I lied. “No big deal.”

“Not moving up your ass too much amigo?” Danny asked innocently from the front seat as if he’d asked me how I liked my sandwich.

Danny twisted in his seat to see my face. I smiled and ignored him.

Danny lowered his head and furrowed his brows. He put one hand on my thigh to move it off to the side a little more. He sighed. “TJ, TJ, are those Calvin Klein undies you’ve got on?”

Despite the fact that I knew Danny to be a shameless pervert his question still surprised me inside the cramped car.

“What?” I asked, knowing full well exactly what he’d said.

Danny looked over at his brother but left his hand on the inside of my thigh. “I told you he’d have Calvins,” Danny laughed.

I exhaled and tried to close my legs, catching Danny’s hand inside. “Danny, David’s right. You are such an idiot! You saw my underwear this morning and you know they’re not Calvins. They’re just your basic Jockey shorts,” I said.

David feigned horror at his mistake. “No!”

I smiled. “Nope, maybe you weren’t really looking at the label, just at my huge cock bulging inside,” I teased him.

Danny’s face turned bright red and he looked at me with a pained expression. David broke the tension by cracking up in the front seat. “Good one, TJ,” David said.

I grinned widely and Danny removed his hand from between my legs.

Danny and David Leeman were twin brothers on my high school track team. We all ran middle distance but the Leeman boys were definitely faster and stronger than me. And Danny of course had enough cockiness for the three of us. Danny’s quieter, more sane brother David frequently called Danny his ‘evil twin’ and none of us on the team ever argued. Danny was the practical joker. Danny was the exhibitionist, and loved to prance around naked in the locker room with a hand full of shaving cream. Danny was always getting thrown out of class. David was none of those things. The truth is that the two of them couldn’t have been much different.

On the other hand, they were both hot. To me at least. I’d frequently run behind them during our long practice runs, panting to keep up, just to be able to keep my eyes fixed closely on their perfect little butts. The two were really talented runners so Coach pretty much put up with all of Danny’s bullshit. We had all been talking that there was a good chance that both could qualify for the State finals this year. David wasn’t so sure he’d make it, but Danny, of course, had sort of guaranteed that he’d be there. In a twisted sort of way, I was totally drawn to Danny. And when David was showering this morning before we got in the car for our drive to the meet, Danny managed to grab my piss-hard cock and wound up with a fist full of my DNA.

I’d cum way too quickly and was even a little embarrassed about it, but somehow I’d thought that Danny and I were not yet through.

The rest of the drive over to Loyola was uneventful. No traffic on a Saturday morning, thank God. David told us a story about how he’d met one of the long distance runners we expected to see that day when he’d gone on a college trip. Both Danny and I rolled our eyes as the tale seemed to drag on forever. Danny countered David’s long story with one of his own, a ridiculous description about the length of muscle fibers in the upper leg muscles of middle distance runners and tried to explain how that meant he was destined one day for greatness, or at least for an Olympic gold medal. I looked out the window and tried to ignore my second erection of the morning.

When we got to the meet, the parking lot was already three quarters full and it was not yet 10:00. Hmm, I thought to myself, there’s going to be a lot of college boys here. Unless I could somehow control myself, it was very likely I’d have a hard dick all day. Lucky I’d worn my tightest tighty whities, it wasn’t easy to hide my cock when I wore boxers.

As we parked, Danny was clearly reading my mind. “Gonna be an awful lot of college boys here today, TJ, try not to stare at them too much,” Danny said.

“Danny, you’re obnoxious,” David said.

“What?” Danny asked innocently, shrugging his shoulders.

“Leave TJ alone,” David responded. “We’re all pretty excited to be here, there’s going to be a lot of great races today.”

Danny laughed and I smiled. “You’re right bro,” Danny said, “some of us will just be more excited than others.”

I made my eyes send poison arrows into Danny’s giggly face.

It was a gorgeous day to watch a track meet, about 75 degrees already and mostly sunny with a few clouds. I thought that by mid-day it could be really hot though and that might lead to some slower times for the middle and long runners. Again, Danny seemed to be in tune with my thinking.

“Not going to be setting any records today,” Danny said looking at the sky as we walked to the entrance. “Way too hot,” he added.

“Yup,” I agreed.

“Well, at least we’ll see the field boys lounging around shirtless between their events,” Danny winked at me and turned around to try and grab one of my nipples.

“Fuck!” I said, twisting away from him.

“Danny!” David said. “You said you’d be good today,” he added, referring to some private pact I hadn’t heard about. The idea of Danny being good somehow gave me no peace of mind. Good for Danny didn’t really mean anything in the whole spectrum of how he was capable of behaving.

“I did, bro,” Danny said, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I’m going to start now,” he said.

Inside the stadium, it was a festival of just partly clad men. But not just men, college men. College men with ripped, athletic bodies. I swallowed hard and looked down at my own crotch as if to remind Mr. Happy that it was going to be a long day and I didn’t need him springing to attention every five minutes. Danny noticed me looking down and smiled at me knowingly.

Fuck! I was so fucked!

“Happy days, bro,” Danny said.

“Yup,” I said. “Should be fun.”

We found some seats about mid-way up and pretty close to the finish line. Danny went off to pee and David and I watched some of the early short-distance heats.

The 110 meter high hurdles was always a blast to watch. Somebody always bit the dust trying to run like hell and leap every 10 meters over one of the impossibly high stands. Every heat David and I saw had at least one guy go down. Sometimes there was blood, sometimes screaming. But somebody always won too. It was fun. I picked out my favorite, a tall dark-haired boy (er, man) with orange shorts and a white shirt.

“He’s way too tall for you TJ, just forget about it,” Danny said as he walked over to sit down beside us. He must have been watching my eyes. My guy in the orange shorts won his heat and I raised my arms to celebrate.

“Shut up Danny,” David and I say, practically in unison.

Danny smirked. I watched Mr. Orange Shorts stride across the field and sit down on a bench. He pulled on some warm-up pants and a jacket and lay down on the ground to stretch. Danny followed my gaze again.

“Pig.”

I ignored him.

The rest of the morning Danny was away from us way more than he was with us. David and I were practically glued to our seats. The field events like javelin and shot put bored me so I focused more on the running. The middle distance guys were starting around noon so I thought I’d go grab something to eat before they got going and be back in plenty of time.

I stood up. “I’m gonna get food David. You want something?”

“No thanks,” he said. I tried to think of the last time I had seen either of the Leeman brothers eat much of anything.

“Okay, be back in a few,” I said. But David wasn’t listening. He was studying the stretch routine of a few very thin women. Blech, I thought to myself, what a waste.

I thought I’d take a leak first before I bought a hot dog. Standing at the urinal my dick floppy in my hand. I’d been hard and soft at least five times since we’d arrived watching the partly clothed runners and athletes from my seat next to David in the stands. Thinking back, it’d been quite a work out. I looked down at my cock. Hmm, there was no obvious damage. Everything seemed intact. I smiled.

Behind me in heard a funny sound coming from the bathroom stalls. Sort of a low, hushed moan.

I turned my head. Silence.

No way, I thought. There’s no way somebody’s fucking around in the bathroom stall at a college track meet. I’d heard about stuff like this.

I finished and shook off my dick. I flushed and went over to wash my hands. On the way to the sink, the low moan from the stall started up again. I paused before turning the water on and looked in the mirror. There were two feet in visible under the door facing toward the toilet, a pair of black nylon running shorts laying on top of the athletic shoes.

Hmm. Who drops their shorts all the way to the floor in order to pee in a toilet?

And who pees silently? He’d been in there when I arrived and I hadn’t heard a thing the whole time.

I finished washing my hands and left. Sex in the bathroom? I couldn’t wait to tell Danny.

I grabbed two hot dogs and some chips and made my way back to the stands. David smiled at me.

“Just two dogs? That’s it?” he asked me. “I’m gonna eat like five of ‘em.”

“Um,” I said. “Well okay. Do you want one of these?”

“It’s cool,” he said. “I’m gonna go just as soon as this 1500 heat is over. Check it out!” he pointed to the track where about a dozen women were racing.

“Okay, what am I looking at?”

“Do you see the girl with the white tank and the blue shorts?”

“You mean the one in the back?”

“No, the one who is third right now.”

“Okay…what’s the big deal with her?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? What’s the big deal? She’s like perfect, that’s what. Totally, totally perfect. An eleven!”

I squinted my eyes to try and get a better look. Blech, I thought to myself again. “Mmm, yeah nice,” I said. I looked around the field for somebody more my speed. Where was Mr. Orange Running Shorts anyway?

When the 1500 was over, David’s perfect eleven had actually won her heat and I thought David was gonna wet himself. He jumped up and down and screamed and carried on like I’d never seen him before. I looked over at him. “Um, do you know her?” I asked him.

“Nope,” he said, “doesn’t matter. She’s just hot and I picked her out when she was stretching a little while ago. Totally awesome, right?”

“Right,” I said.

“Might have to amble down to the track and get her autograph,” David said.

I laughed out loud. “David, you’re such a groupie! Come on! It’s not like you’ve never seen a hot chick before.”

“Chick? TJ, she’s no chick, she’s a college woman. Maybe even a senior!”

“Pathetic,” I said, “you’re a sad case.”

David grabbed at his crotch. “Sad maybe my friend, but I’m not feeling so sad right now.”

I looked at my running friend, there was an obvious bulge in his shorts and I left my gaze there for a while. I could not figure out these Leeman twins. He and his brother were both perverted, both completely over-sexed and overly hormonal pigs. But their attractions went in completely opposite directions. Fucking weird!

I watched David as he watched the college woman walk slowly off the field and under the stands. David kept staring.

“You’re not gonna drool are you?” I asked.

“Dude, chill, I’m just trying to memorize her all over.”

“So you can like spank your monkey later today when we get back home,” I said provocatively. “Thinking about those long muscular college girl legs!”

David looked at me and smiled. “I may not wait until we get back home. Don’t know if I’ll last!” He gave the zipper on his pants a tug and readjusted the contents inside.

“Didn’t you guys like jack off last night?” I asked. “Or that scene I witnessed was all a fake?”

“TJ, that was like 12 hours ago! Don’t you masturbate a few times a day?”

I smiled at the word masturbate. It seemed like such a silly word and usually made me giggle.

“Well sometimes, I guess,” I said.

“Well, then…” David stood up and stretched. As he did, the tenting in his pants became really obvious.

“David, Jesus! Don’t just stand there like that showing it off, people will see it.”

“Cool down TJ, it’s no big deal, nobody can see it. After all, it’s not like I’m hung as huge as you or anything,” he said.

“Who said I’m hung?”

“TJ, everybody on the track team at school knows about your legendary weenie,” David answered.

“Just myth,” I said. “You shouldn’t listen to silly rumors.”

“Well, according to my brother, it’s no myth,” he said matter-of-factly.

The blood left my face. “What?”

“You heard me, my brother told me this morning how big your dick is.”

“He did? I mean, how did he know? I mean, Jesus, what the fuck?”

David laughed.

“Eight and a third inches, right?”

I was speechless.

“Oh, come on!” David said. “That’s something to be proud of, right? I mean, if mine was that big, I’d probably parade it all around school too.”

“Too? What do you mean ‘too?’ I don’t parade it around school,” I protested.

“Um hmm.”

“I don’t!”

“Look TJ, it’s cool. I know all about Danny. I know what a total sleaze-bag he is. My brother will put anything in his mouth. Dicks, pussies, whatever!”

“Um…”

“So I know he got you off this morning. It’s no big deal, okay?”

“Um…”

“Why do you think I took so long in the shower this morning? Danny asked me to give him a few extra minutes alone with you.”

“Um…a few extra minutes, it wasn’t like it was all that quick,” I protested again.

“Um, well not according to my brother. He said you squirted all over his hand way faster than he expected.”

“But…”

“Don’t worry about it TJ, that’s why we asked you to spend the night last night. Danny wanted to see your penis for himself,”

“My penis?”

“Hard. He wanted to see it hard,” David explained.

I was mortified. “Any you just…you just… sort of knew what was going on all the time and you just well, you gave him a few extra minutes alone with me. With my hard…penis?”

“Pretty much.”

“You guys are sick!”

“Well, I don’t know…”

“No. I mean you’re really sick fucks! You’re like a pimp for your perverted brother!” I was starting to sound a little ridiculous.

“Um, Danny thought you liked it. He said you were like totally begging for him to jump you.”

Again I was speechless.

“So don’t sweat it,” David said. “I’m gonna go get a few dogs.”

I exhaled deeply.

I watched the evil twin’s supposedly angelic brother walk away. David stuck one hand in his pocket to hide his erection. I could still see the bulge as he made his way to the end of our row and began to walk down the stairs. This was a pair of very, very horny brothers.

I looked down at my own shorts. No surprise there, I was hard as a rock again. David disappeared into the tunnel.

I got into watching the meet and my dick finally got soft. Then Danny finally showed up. Uh oh, I thought. I can’t catch a break.

“Where’s David?”

“He went to get about a dozen hot dogs I think,” I said.

“That’s my boy,” Danny replied.

“You guys sure eat a lot,” I said.

“You have no idea.”

“So, where have you been?” I asked him.

“Me? Oh, just cruising around, checking out some of the talent.”

“Um hmm,” I said. “I’ll bet”

Danny smiled.

“Um hmm is right!”

“What? Did you? You know, did you?” I stammered.

“Um hmm.” Danny looked away avoiding my eyes.

“No way!”

“Yes I did.”

Danny scanned the field. After he found what (or who) he was looking for, he raised his arm and pointed across to some benches over by the triple jump pit.

“You see that boy with the black shorts sitting on his butt,” he said. His voice was animated more than usual.

I looked where Danny pointed. Sure enough, that was the same pair of running shoes I’d seen behind the stall in the bathroom. “Um, I think so,” I said.

Danny looked at me and held his palms toward each other about a foot apart. “Like this,” he said.

I feigned horror. “No?”

“I shit you not, amigo,” Danny said, bouncing his arms up and down to emphasize the dick size of the boy he had just sucked off in the bathroom.

I sat quietly looking at the field, trying to imagine what kind of balls or bravado or whatever it would take to lure a college boy into the bathroom while he was supposed to be in a track meet.

“Where?” I asked, knowing the answer in advance.

“Bathroom stall. Not exactly the romantic getaway he was hoping for I think. But I think he was happy with the result,” Danny explained, grinning.

I whistled. “You are some piece of work Leeman.”

“I am. It’s true. And…” Danny pointed to the boy with the black shorts again. “Ask him, I give some pretty fucking terrific head.”

“That’s nice,” I said.

“His name is Kenny,” Danny said. “I told him I had another friend here who would blow him if he took first in his event.”

“No kidding? That was nice of you. And just so I know what I’m dealing with here, what’s his event?”

“Triple jump.”

“I hate the triple jump,” I said. “It’s stupid.”

“Yeah, I think so too,” Danny said. “But ol’ Kenny boy here, he’s promised to try extra hard just so you can have a turn with his Johnson.”

I smiled. “His very big Johnson I think.”

“Yes. His very, very big Johnson. It’s hard to believe he doesn’t foul on the approach to the line the way that thing sticks out.”

I laughed. We watched Kenny bounce in place for a minute and then make his way slowly to the starting point for a practice run. When he reached the spot, Kenny quickly pivoted on his foot and took off sprinting down the triple jump lane. When he reached the take-off point, he leaped into the air and then did that strange thing all triple jumpers do taking two steps before long jumping far into the pit.

Danny and I looked at each other as Kenny stood up and brushed the sand off his black shorts.

“Was that any good?” I asked.

“How the fuck would I know? I never watch that shit.”

“Well, we’re watching now,” I said.

“Um hmm.”

“What are we watching?” David was back. Both Danny and I turned our heads to look at him. He had one half-eaten hot dog sticking out of his mouth and three more on a tray in his hand.

“Triple jump,” I said quickly.

“No dick-breath,” Danny insisted. “We are not fucking watching triple jump. We are watching our new friend Kenny.”

“The triple jumper,” I added.

“Yes, Kenny is a triple jumper,” Danny explained. Then, when I thought I could be shocked no more by this guy, he added, “but he is a triple jumper with a monster penis.” I turned bright red.

“Shit Danny, what did you do?” David asked.

Danny shrugged his shoulders and tried to steal a hot dog from his brother’s tray. David moved the tray away quickly and Danny came away with only air. “Haven’t you had enough weenie today? First TJ, now this guy. What was his name? Teddy?”

“Kenny!” Danny and I said in unison.

Danny looked at me and laughed. David looked at me too. “Not you too? When the fuck would you have time?”

“What? Me? No! I didn’t, I mean…”

“Well he didn’t, that’s true,” Danny explained, trying to be helpful. “At least not yet.”

David smiled. I socked Danny in the arm.

“I’ll get my own, thank you,” I said.

Danny shrugged again. “Suit yourself amigo. But I’m telling you, this boys an eleven!”

“Shit,” I said. “You guys are sure twins, only really, really weird ones. David said the same thing about some woman runner in a 1500 heat a little while ago.”

“April,” David said.

“April?”

“That’s her name. April D’something or other,” David said.

“And, let me guess,” Danny interrupted, “she’s got really, really long legs that you’d like to have wrapped around your face.”

“Well, I hadn’t gotten that far, but that’s about right, I guess,” David agreed.

“You see how disgusting my brother is,” Danny said. “He is hopelessly attracted to pussy.”

“Blech,” I said involuntarily.

“I double that. Blech, blech!” Danny added.

“Danny, we’re not staying just so you can give this boy a blow job after the meet,” David responded. “Mom said we needed to be home in time for dinner for a change.”

Danny shook his head. At the same time, he patted his stomach. “Already taken care of, bro,” Danny said. “I got what I wanted already.”

“Gross!” David said.

“Some college boy DNA,” I added helpfully.

“TJ, you can say man-spunk to my brother, he’s heard it all,” Danny said.

“I’m gonna throw up,” David said.

“So if ol’ Kenny boy takes the gold here today, I promised him that our pal TJ would suck him off.”

David looked at both of us and made a funny face.

“Again!” Danny added to clarify that he had already completed the dirty deed once today.

“So let me get this straight,” David said. “I’m supposed to call mom and tell her we’re gonna be late for dinner because our friend here has to give a college boy a blow job?”

“Only if he wins,” Danny explained. I nodded.

“So is he any good?” David asked.

“I don’t think so,” Danny answered. I shook my head.

“But he is awfully hot,” I added.

“Blech,” David said.

At the end of the day, ol’ Kenny boy did not take the gold so my responsibility to suck him off never materialized. We had a blast watching the meet and even managed to scamper onto the field at the end so that Danny could introduce us to a couple of college coaches he knew. There was virtually no hope of me getting a college scholarship to run track but for both Danny and David that was another story. And Danny, well he just seemed to know everybody. So I just sort of went with the flow and allowed Danny to talk up my track prowess.

In the car on the way home, we were quiet for a while. Half the time I was thinking about how I was probably going to like going to university. The other half I was thinking about this new higher plane of friendship I had achieved with the Leeman brothers. I stared out the back window. It had gotten dark and I couldn’t see into the cars in the lanes next to ours.

Danny interrupted the silence. “Hey TJ, sorry about that thing with Kenny,” he said.

“What?”

“I’m sorry things didn’t work out. I know you were looking forward to it. Shit! I would’ve been.”

“Um thanks, don’t worry Danny. I’m okay,” I said.

“So I’m gonna make up for it.”

“You are. How are you gonna do that Danny?” I asked.

“I’m gonna let you suck my dick instead.”

“Um thank you, that’s really nice of you,” I said.

“Only thing is, you’ve only got like ten minutes until we get off the freeway, so you’ll have to hurry.”

“I’ll have to hurry?”

“You know, to get me off.” Danny wiggled himself between the seats and joined me in the back.

“Danny, what the fuck?” I said. I watched helplessly as Danny slid his pants and his underwear down the floor. He had a big boner and I couldn’t keep my eyes off it, even in the darkness of the car. “David, help me out here,” I pleaded.

“No way dude,” David said with a laugh. “When it comes to my brother’s cock, I know better than to try and get in the way.”

“You’re a very wise man bro,” Danny said to the front seat. Placing his hands behind my head, Danny forced my face toward his dick and I put up only a show of resistance. Danny’s dick smelled musky as it lay like a really fat hot dog just a little off center from his belly button.

“Do it TJ, just to get him to shut up,” David said.

I stopped fighting Danny’s strong hands. The truth was I wasn’t really such a reluctant participant. I was glad to suck his cock. It just felt funny to be doing this while his brother drove the car in front of us.

“That’s right, TJ, do it. You know you want it,” Danny said.

I took Danny in my mouth and tasted a full day’s worth of sweat and testosterone. Involuntarily I moaned as I realized how nicely he seemed to fit into the back of my throat. I got a tongue-full of pre-cum and Danny shoved me down further onto his rod.

“So what do you think amigo? Taste good?”

I managed an ‘um hmm’ with my mouth full. After a minute or so of sucking on Danny’s dick, I added my hands and Danny seemed to like the extra friction. He started bucking his hips. From the front, David seemed to sense his twin brother’s rhythmic breathing.

“He’s almost ready to pop TJ,” David said. “Unless you want a mouthful of Danny, you’d better pull your lips off.”

Danny gripped the hair on my head more forcefully. “Don’t you move a fucking muscle TJ! I’m gonna impregnate your throat!”

David laughed. I gagged. And Danny came a ton. I sucked Danny totally dry. I’d never been too crazy about cum in my mouth but somehow this just tasted good. So I kept up. And Danny seemed to love it.

Danny seemed totally spent when we finally got out of the car at his parents’ house. In time for dinner, David reminded us as we collected our bags. I couldn’t help but notice that David’s shorts failed to hide a pretty obvious hard-on. I smiled at David and he looked away quickly. Danny noticed me checking out his brother’s crotch and slapped me on the back.

“The Leeman boys are full of surprises, aren’t we amigo?” Danny said, laughing.

I laughed too. Fuckin’ twins! I made a mental note to never make friends with twins again—things were just way too confusing! I jumped on my bike and rode off.