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Just after the Christmas holidays last year, Carl and I stayed on at home for a few weeks. Although we had different courses and lectures to attend, we decided that we could get along better with our studies if we worked at home for a while. I must say that we were both very dedicated, and didn't get distracted from our studies too often. In the evenings we went to the gym/sauna to forget about studying for a while. Carl's motorbike had broken down, and the bike was in the dealership while they waited for the right part to arrive. For some reason Car had said that he would never need to drive my car, and so he was taken off the insurance policy. One evening before going to bed I promised to drive him into town first thing in the morning. The following morning I woke up with a hard-on as usual, and forgot all about my promise to Carl. I stepped into the shower and began to get worked-up. Looked round for my baby oil that I like to use, I noticed that the bottle was empty. Wondering what I could use instead I remembered a bottle of muscle rub that was in my gym bag. So I stepped from the shower not bothering with a towel, and walked out into my bedroom were Carl was sitting on the end of my bed. We had seen each other dripping wet and naked 100's of times, but this time was different, because my cock was standing straight up in the air, and he was thumbing through the pages of a gay porn mag that I had left lying on the bed. He simply smile and said "Whoop's", and then he told me that he would see me in the car as soon as I was finished having fun and got dressed - I was so embarrassed. Of course we both knew that jacking-off was natural, and that we both did it lots, but being caught in the act made me just want to die! All the way into town Carl said nothing, he just sat there with a smirk on his face. He never mentioned what he had caught be doing, nor did he talk about the hard-core pics that he had seen for the first time, so the whole thing was forgotten about - at least for a few weeks. We were working at home again during February, and the weather was vile - really stormy. During a very stormy night the snow began to fall, and before midnight it was turning into a real blizzard. In the middle of the night, part of a tree that was close to Carl's part of the house came crashed through the roof. We all heard the noise and ran outside to see what had happened. Carl was fine, but the hole was all the way into his bedroom, so it was decided that he would share with me until we got the roof fixed. I made up the sofa bed down in the study, but he grumbled about it being too short and uncomfortable. We were thinking about going on a short break after the studying was all over, and so we took a course of sun-bed sessions together to get a good tan before heading off to the Sun. One evening we went to the gym and had a sun-bed session; it was quite late when we got back because we just went for a quick bite to eat along the way. When we got back home I decided to have another shower before going to bed, and Carl said that he felt that he would do the same. We stripped down to our jocks in my bedroom and I followed him into the bathroom. We flicked off our jocks, and just as he was going into he shower Carl caught a reflection of us in the mirror. The sun-bed sessions were certainly working well. Our bodies were tanned accept for the contrasting white area where we wore our Speedo's. Carl looked at himself in the mirror, and ran his hand through his chest hair - he turned to me and asked if I still had the electric hair trimmer. He had been thinking about trimming his chest hair to get a better and more even tan, and he asked me if I would help him. I got a towel and threw it on the floor to catch the hair, and Carl began to trim his hair with a No. 3 guard on trimmer. As he got toward his neck he couldn't quite see what he was doing, so I completed the job for him. So there we were standing right in front of each other naked, while I trimmed his chest for him. Carl commented that our bodies were quite different despite the fact that we were twins - he had a hairy chest while I was totally smooth. Glancing down, he commented that he had a lot more hair in other places too. - He has always been very bushy in that department, I knew what he meant by his tone of voice, so I reluctantly admitted that I trimmed my cock hair, lifting my cock I show him that my balls were smooth. I told him that having smooth balls gave me a better sensation during sex, and when he asked what I meant, I told him that it was much better when I got my balls licked. I also told him that trimming my cock hair not only heightened arousal, but also it made my cock look bigger too. Carl laughed and told me that I most definitely didn't need to make my cock look any bigger than it already was - I was longer and thicker than he was. I shaved the back of Carl's neck for him, and he did likewise for me. Carl hit the shower and we talked, and since he knew already, I saw to point in hiding while I shaved my cock shaft smooth. Carl shaved while I was in the shower, and we realised that we hadn't made the bed downstairs, and with it being so late I agree that he could share my bed for the night. I dried myself, and pulled my jocks back on, and by the time I entered my bedroom, Carl was already in bed. I pulled back the cover and was about to get into bed, when Carl asked me why I was getting into bed with my jocks on (he knew that I couldn't sleep any other way than bare-assed). I said that I was a little embarrassed, and presumed that he was also wearing his. Carl threw back the cover and showed and he was in bed naked. He told me to relax, we were brothers and he was sure that he wouldn't see anything that he hadn't seen before. So I pulled off my jocks, turned the light off and climbed into bed. It was very warm in the room and it was hard to get to sleep. We lay and talked for ages, and then thing went silent as we tried to get to sleep. About half-an hour later Carl turned on the bedside lamp and admitted that he just couldn't get to sleep. He asked if I had anything to read, and before I could reply he had opened my bottom drawer and found my stash of porn mags. I told him to "fuckin' put them back" but he insisted that he wanted to see what he brother was "into". I turned over and tried to get some sleep, but the light and the sound of pages turning kept me awake - Carl also kept on asking al sorts of questions too. Finally I gave up any notions of getting any sleep, sat up and asked Carl what he wanted to know. I looked at the clock and it was 1.30 am, and we had been talking for almost an hour about gay and straight sex. We came to the realisation that our sex was basically the same, fucking and sucking etc., and although Carl had never rimmed a girl he appreciated that we could both gets lots of pleasure from the things that we did with our sexual partners. He wasn't happy about me fucking a guy's ass though, but I explained about the prostate gland, and the intense pleasure you could get from being fingered or fucked. I even showed him a gay video showing lots of different fucking positions, finishing off with three guyz cumming all over each other. "Well those guyz seemed to be really getting into that", he said. He seemed to be happy with all the things that I had told him, so we turned off the lights once again. After about ten minutes Carl told me that there was something that had been bothering him. He wanted to apologise for walking in on me that morning a few months ago, when I had been jacking off. I said that it was cool, and that I was the one who was embarrassed. He sat up a little, turned to me and said that with a cock like mine I had no need to be embarrassed. He told me that he had measured his and that it was just over 7 and a half inches long, and I admitted that mine was just over an inch longer and quite a bit thicker. "If I had a cock like that I'd fuck every girl I could find", he said. It was still very hot in the room so we threw the duvet in the floor, laying on top on the mattress without a sheet, allowing the cooler airflow over us. Carl began to run his palms over his chest, feeling the difference in his hair. His hand drifted over his stomach and he began to gently play and stretch his cock. He admitted that he hadn't been able to jack-off since moving in with me, and that he was really horny. I told him that I hadn't had a wank in four days, and that I was as horny as fuck too. Both of us knew what we wanted to do, but neither of us was going to go first. Our cocks were getting longer and thicker with every second that passed. Carl's leg touched mine slightly, he moaned as he began to stroke his stiff cock, and that was all the encouragement that I needed. With our legs locked together we began to jack-off together. Soon all of our shyness had gone, and we enjoyed ourselves noisily without being embarrassed. Carl stroked his cock, and tugged on his big balls but that was all he did. I suggested a few things like playing with his nipples or touching his ass, and he asked me what I meant. I lay back with Carl kneeling beside me pulling his cock, and proceeded to show my twin how to have a really good wank. He seemed to appreciate watching me pull my nipples, so I got some lube from the drawer. Digging my feet into the bed I raised myself up and began to finger my ass as I wanked off. Carl lay down and I knelt beside him, but he seemed reluctant to enjoy himself. I moved closer, first twisted one nipple with my fingers, then moved closer still and flicked it with my tongue. This was all Carl needed to let himself go. "Aw Fuck", he moaned as he pushed my head harder to his nipple begging me to chew it for him. Shocked I raised myself from the bed and we looked deep into each other's eyes. "Are you sure about this"? I asked. Carl said that he was, and he had been wondering for some time what sex with another guy was like. He pulled me to him again and we kissed gently, and once the final barrier had come down we kissed passionately and very deeply. I knelt between his legs running my hands all over his chest and pulling on his nipples. Carl opened his legs wide, and I took this as my cue. I wan jerking my own cock with one hand, and looking into his eyes I gently took hold of Carl's cock - he groaned his approval. I placed my cock on top of Carl's and wanked in unison with both hands. I rocked back and forth enjoying the feeling, and Carl took hold of the bed head, his hips lifted off the bed in time with my strokes - we were getting hotter and hornier with every stroke. Our moans and movements were getting more urgent so I eased of a little. We smiled at each other, and Carl's eyes were so bright that it was obvious that he was enjoying himself. Carl asked me to show him the pleasures of his ass, so I asked him to kneel on the bed taking hold of the bed head. I gently pushed him lower and lower until he was holding the bottom bars on my bed head. I pushed him down further until his forearms were resting on the bed, and his ass was high in the air. Kneeling behind him I eased his legs as wide as they would go, then I started to massage his ass cheeks. Forcing open his cheeks with my thumbs I allowed my finger to drift gently up and down his ass crack. Bringing my face level with Carl's ass I could see his big balls and hard cock hanging between his legs. I dripped lots of saliva on his balls, working it into his skin with one hand while I milked his cock with the other. "Ah yeah, do my ass too" he moaned, and after making sure that he really meant it, I did. I opened his cheeks wide, dripped saliva down his crack, then worked it in with my tongue. His ass was very hairy, but soon the hair was wet ad pressed flat revealing his hole. I kissed his rosebud a few times then let my tongue flutter over it lots and lots. Carl was bucking into my face, but I managed to get my tongue up inside before soaking his ass with lots more saliva. Carl turned over panting and smiling broadly at my face with was covered in my own saliva - he didn't know that his ass could give him so much pleasure. Carl then told me that he had always wondered what it would be like for another guy to suck his cock, and he begged me to oblige him. I lay on the bed and told Carl to straddle me, and then me moved closer and closer until he was able to press his hands against the wall behind the bed - his cock was only inches from my mouth. I ran my palms all over his hairy chest which was heaving and damp with sweat. Over his muscled stomach along his flanks until I massaged his ass once again. I lifted my head and sucked his big balls, coating them again in saliva. Pre-cum was streaming down his cock shaft, so I greedily lapped it up before taking his cock deep into my mouth. With his hands still pressed against the wall, Carl fucked his cock in and out of my mouth faster and faster. His cock was right down my throat and my face was buried in his pubic hair. I ran my finger up and down his wet ass, and it accidentally slipped inside. He was relaxed and moist, so I was able to stroke his prostate with one and then two finger this sent Carl into orbit! He leant back, pulling his cock from my mouth and began to jerk -off frantically. With two fingers jammed up his ass I shouted, "Yeah, go for it"! and told him that it was cool to shoot his load over me. He was panting, the veins standing our proudly on his neck and he threw his head back as three days of cum exploded from his cock. Thick cum flew from his cock to streak my face, neck, and stomach. Most of his jizz landed on my chest, and there was LOADS of it! Carl lifted himself clear and lay on his back, ready to take my load. I straddled his body, his cock still leaking cum on to his stomach. I fisted my cock as fast as I could as Carl pulled heavily on my balls. With Carl's' cum running down my body it didn't take long for me to shoot off. I directed my cock away from his face, but still managed to shoot eight or nine ropes of cum all over his hairy torso. Carl was amazed, "Fuck, do you always shoot his much"! We laughed at the mess we were in, and we jumped into the shower together and washed the cum from our bodies. Carl wanted to try sucking my cock, so he dropped to his knees and took the head of my cock into his mouth. He jacked - off over the tiled floor with my cock in his mouth, and I shot off again over his chest. Although he probably wouldn't try it again with a guy, the whole experience was a revelation to him, and his jack-off sessions would never be the same again. I went forward to hug him in the shower, but we ended up kissing again. I woke in the morning to find my arm draped over his chest and he was pressed tightly against my front. It took three more days to finish the work to his part of the house, and each morning we woke up and jacked off before getting out of bed. Our legs were intertwined, but we never touched each other again, and the sessions finished when Carl went back to his flat. We talked about the session openly, and about our feeling during it, rather than denying that it had happened. For a few days I did feel very guilty for leading my brother astray, but he assured that he was a willing participant, and that I had no reason to have any such feelings. The whole episode brought us closer together, and it is good to know that we can talk to each other about anything at all. Contact me: gayboy@btinternet.com