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This is my first time writing on Literotica so go easy on me, and I would love reviews and pointers for future stories or installments of this one.
Also be warned that there is no sex in this chapter, its all build up.
All characters are 18+.
This is a story about twin brothers, Jake and Chris.
Chris and I had an interesting talk today.
We were home alone, our parents had gone out to a dinner party, and we decided to watch our first R-rated movie. We were sitting in the living room on the couch when the movie characters started making out, and stripping. We both just stared at the TV. We had never looked at porn or anything inappropriate before, so this was new.
Suddenly, Chris, still staring at the TV, said, “What do you think it feels like Jake?”
“What?” I asked him.
“Kissing.” He looked up at me, his eyes widened with an innocent curiosity.
“I don’t know. Its not like I have ever done it.” I looked back at him wondering why he was asking; he knew I had never kissed anyone either.
“Why don’t we try it?” Chris said.
“Why would we do that?” For once, I had no idea what he was thinking.
“Well we are going to kiss someone sometime. And what if we suck at it? We don’t want to embarrass ourselves. So I thought we should try it out on each other first.” He had moved slightly closer to me as he said this, leaning in towards me, and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to kiss him. “We have had all of our firsts in life together! Why is this any different?” Chris said.
“I don’t know! It just is.” I said bluntly. He turned away from me, looking hurt. We hardly ever disagree; in fact, I can’t remember the last time we did. I hated seeing him look like that. It felt like someone had just plunged a knife through my heart. “Well, I guess there isn’t really any harm in trying…” I gave in. I couldn’t stand that look.
Immediately his face brightened. I let out a sigh of relief, had he always made me react like that? “Really? Your okay with trying?” He said, eyes wide again and leaning toward me.
I smiled at him. “Yeah. I mean its just a little kiss, right? And who better to have my first kiss with than the person I trust most.” A smile crept up onto his face as I said this, and my heart fluttered a little.
“I trust you more than anyone else in the world Jake.” He said to me, eyes sparkling, as he inched closer until we were sitting side by side on the couch. We looked at each other, our faces mirror images. “Tilt your head to the right a little,” Chris said. I complied, and he slowly closed the gap between our faces and our lips touched.
God, his lips were soft. If I thought my heart had been fluttering before, it was doing somersaults now. He held himself there for a few seconds and then pulled away a little and our eyes met, a smile broke out on his face again. I couldn’t help but smile back.
“So, what’d it feel like?” I asked him.
“Warm and soft and gentle.” He said, still looking into my eyes. I smiled bigger.
“Did you like it?” I asked.
He hesitated a little, trying to gauge my reaction. “…Yeah. You?”
“Yeah.” After a while he leaned back, but he stayed sitting right next to me for the rest of the movie.
And that’s how it happened Journal; I had my first kiss, and with my twin brother no less. And I liked it. Am I weird for liking it? But he liked it to. This is the first time I have had something that I haven’t wanted to talk to Chris about, but I can’t talk to anyone else about it either. So that’s where you come in Journal. From now on, whenever something like this happens, I will tell you about it, but we have to keep it a secret from Chris.
Jake and I look exactly alike. Light brown hair that has grown a little long, brown eyes, and the same medium build and height. We are pretty good looking, but people can never tell us apart. I always liked that. When people would call me Jake or topkapı escort him Chris, it was like they were confirming that we really were alike in every way; one person split in two. To make people even more confused, we share clothes a lot, and if someone calls me Jake, I just pretend I am him and don’t correct them. He does the same thing when people call him Chris.
But then the other night happened. I knew he might think it was weird of me to suggest kissing each other, but I hadn’t expected it to sting so much when he disagreed with me. I immediately regretted bringing it up, even if I had been thinking about it. We are always honest with each other, so I don’t have much of a filter to stop my thoughts from becoming words around him.
And then there is a whole other problem. I really liked the kiss, but I didn’t want to tell Jake how much I liked it, since I felt like he only agreed to do it in the first place because I wanted to. And now, I really want to kiss him again.
As long as I can remember, Chris and I have been best friends. When we were little, we even made up our own language so we could talk without our parents knowing what we were saying. Sometimes we even use it now, just to bug them. We also share a room. We have bunk beds; I sleep on the top bunk, and Chris on the bottom bunk. When I was little, I had nightmares a lot, and Chris would always hear me wake up and let me sleep in his bed. Sometimes I would sleep in his bed even when I didn’t have a nightmare; I just liked sleeping beside him. But after the kiss, things felt different between us; we talked less and sometimes we would share awkward looks. So when I had a nightmare one night, the first one in a while, I questioned whether he would like me going down to sleep with him.
I heard Jake wake up. I always hear Jake wake up. I don’t know how I do it; the only sound is a slight creak in the mattress and a change in his breathing. I think it is some kind of twin sense. I just know when he wakes up. Usually, he would slip down off of his bed and ask me if he could sleep with me, but as I waited, he never came down. Did he not want to sleep with me? I could hear his breaths; they were fast, like he had woken up from a nightmare. I couldn’t stand the waiting anymore, I had to say something.
I was lying there, trying to decide whether or not to sleep in Chris’ bed, when he spoke.
“Jake, I know you’re awake. Did you have a nightmare?” I jumped; I hadn’t expected him to say anything, and to be honest I was still just jumpy from the nightmare.
“Do you want to sleep with me in my bed?” Thank god. Maybe nothing had changed. Maybe it had all been in my head.
I crawled out of my bed and into his, laying on my back next to Chris. He was on his side facing me. I immediately felt more comfortable. “Want to tell me about it?” He asked, looking at me. Even in the darkness I could see the concerned look on his face.
“It’s not that big of a deal. It was just a dream.” I shrugged. I didn’t really want to tell him about it considering he was in it.
“Liar. Then why did you wait so long to come down here and why were you breathing so hard.” He looked angry. We don’t lie to each other and getting caught in my lie made me tense up.
“Ok fine. I was dreaming about us when we were older.”
He looked confused. “Why was that scary?”
“Because in my dream you were an astronaut and I was a coal miner and we never got to see each other and you were too busy doing stuff in space to come and see me and I got trapped in a cave and you didn’t even know and then the walls started crumbling and…..” I couldn’t help it. I started crying. Talking about it made me see the dream again in my mind. The worst part was that I knew I was about to die, and Chris didn’t even care.
He stroked my hair. “Shhhh, its alright Jake, I’m right here. Shhhh.” Chris soothing me made my heart melt. I quickly stopped crying and tuzla escort just let him keep stroking my hair. God that felt good.
I had my eyes closed as I calmed down, so I didn’t notice when Chris got closer to me.
I felt him kiss my cheek. He kept his face touching mine and moved up to kiss my temple. I could hear my heart beating a mile a minute. Chris leaned over onto his arm that had been stroking my hair so that he was hovering over my face and he kissed my lips. I forgot how to breathe. It was such a sweet kiss. When he broke it, he came in for a second kiss, this one a little harder. He had started moving his lips on mine when he suddenly pulled back and looked at me.
“Good. You stopped crying.” He said, and lay back down. He rested his head on my shoulder and kept his arm around my waist. “Night.”
“Night.” I choked out. I could only hope he couldn’t feel how fast my heart was beating.
Jake lied to me about his dream. I know he was just trying to shrug it off and act tough, but the fact that he lied to me drives me crazy. I couldn’t help but call him out on it.
And then what was up with that dream? Besides the part of the weird professions he had us in, the part that was scary was him being in a collapsing cave, but that didn’t even seem to be the part that bugged him. He was upset because in the dream I didn’t care about him. I couldn’t help but think how cute that was.
“Shhhh, its alright Jake, I’m right here. Shhhh.” I stroked his hair; it was so soft. I could hear him relaxing next to me. His eyes closed. He turned his head a little into my hand. I doubt he even knew he did that. It was so damn cute.
I was looking at him and I just couldn’t help it. I kissed him on the cheek. He didn’t push me away or yell so I kissed him on the temple too. I couldn’t stop now, I was being controlled by the cuteness, so I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was better than the first time. I kissed him more. It wasn’t until I had started parting my lips that I came back to my senses and pulled away.
Jake looked so shocked. God what have I done. I played it off as just me trying to comfort him as lay down on his shoulder and tried to act nonchalant about it, but I could feel his heart beating fast under my arm. I hope I didn’t just ruin everything.
After that night, Chris acted like nothing weird had happened, like he hadn’t kissed me in the middle of the night, so I followed suit and tried to act normal, too.
“Chris! Jake! Breakfast is ready!”
“Coming mom!” We yelled in unison. I raced down the stairs to the kitchen, chasing the smell of sausage and eggs.
“You boys have any plans for today?” Mom asked. Chris and I both already had mouthfuls of eggs, so we didn’t answer. “Remember your father and I are going to the Apple Fair today so we won’t be back until late afternoon.” I swear I saw Chris freeze. Why did he do that?
“We were going to play that new video game we got.” I said after I swallowed. Chris was silently chewing.
“Oh alright but promise me you won’t spend all day doing that.” Mom warned.
“Of course we won’t.” I rolled my eyes. “Bring us back caramel apples okay?”
“Sure.” We heard a honk. “Oh that’s your father! He went to go get gas while I finished your breakfast. Have a nice day, we’ll be home around 5!” And with that Mom was out the door. Chris was still silently eating his food. What was going on in his mind?
I had forgotten that Mom and Dad were going to the Apple Fair. The thought of being alone all day with Jake made me freeze. It shouldn’t have, we spend a lot of time with just the two of us, but I was still thinking of what happened the other night, and I was afraid of losing control like that again.
I knew he could tell something was up, but he didn’t ask me about it. After breakfast, we went into the living room to play the video game we had gotten a few days pendik escort ago. We both sat on the floor, leaning up against the couch.
“Chris! Ah, no way, I am going to win! Wait, wait, ARGH!” Jake yelled as I crossed the finish line just seconds before him. “You totally cheated, how were you going that fast?”
“I’m just better than you.” I said and laughed.
“No way!” He yelled and grabbed a pillow off of the couch to hit me with.
“Oh, now you are going to get it!” I tackled him and we wrestled for a few minutes. I won at that too, though. I had him pinned to the floor with his arms above his head. ‘Looks like I’m a better wrestler too.” I laughed. Jake made a pouty face of mock-sadness. I couldn’t help but look at his lips. Then it hit me just what kind of situation we were in: I was straddling him and holding his wrists with one hand above his head.
“Chris?” Jake said. I came back to reality. Jake looked confused, but I couldn’t just give up a situation this good.
I leaned forward until our faces were two inches apart. “Yes?”
Jake looked surprised, but he didn’t fight me or get up. He just looked into my eyes with an indescribable expression. I let my free hand wander to his stomach. His eyes widened, but I knew what I wanted.
We had been wrestling when Chris suddenly stopped. He had me pinned on the ground and had been laughing, and then his expression changed. He looked at me in a way that sent chills up my spine.
“Chris?” I said. He blinked and seemed to focus again. He leaned forward until he was right up next to my face.
“Yes?” He whispered. I couldn’t breathe. I could feel his breath on my face and a part of me that was much larger than I expected wanted him to bridge the gap and kiss me. But he didn’t. Instead he brought one of his hands to rest on my stomach and started moving it in small circles, all while staring into my eyes. He brought his hand up under my T-shirt and found my nipple. I gasped.
I could see his eyes smile. Like that was what he had wanted me to do. He started massaging my nipple: stroking and pinching and rubbing it. God it felt amazing. He leaned down and kissed my neck. I moaned. He continued kissing and sucking at my neck and I couldn’t help but wonder if that would leave a mark.
Chris stopped kissing my neck and brought his lips up to mine. I moaned into his mouth as he pinched my hard nipple. I kissed him back, slowly getting used to the motion of our lips. I wanted to melt into him.
He must of read my mind because he brushed his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth wider for him, letting his tongue enter and intertwine with mine. We kissed like that for a while, as his hand roamed the skin of my upper body, pushing up my shirt to my shoulders for better access.
When he broke the kiss, another moan escaped my lips. I saw him smirk as he brought his mouth to my chest. Kissing down my pecs until he found my hard nipples with his tongue. My nipples weren’t the only part of me that were hard.
“Oh god Chris!” I yelled out breathlessly. Was it really me making these embarrassing noises? He stopped sucking and looked up at me.
“What do you want me to do, twin brother?” He asked seductively. “Are you that turned on by me?” He brought his hand down to my shorts and felt my hard on. A moan escaped my lips. “Hmmm, I guess you are.”
He went back to French kissing me as he rubbed my cock through my shorts. “Chrissssss!” I yelled as I came. I was breathing heavily and he just looked at me.
“Jake, hearing you yell my name as you come is probably the hottest thing I have ever witnessed.” He said as he looked at me seriously. “I don’t think I can go back to how we were before we kissed. I am just too turned on by you. I hope you don’t hate me for this Jake.”
He looked at me expectantly, wanting some kind of reply. I was still catching my breath. “I could never hate you Chris. When you kiss me I never want to leave your side. I honestly love you more than anyone in the world.”
He got the biggest smile on his face that I have ever seen and he leaned down and pecked me on the lips. “I love you too.”
That was the first time he said that and my heart leapt, but it wouldn’t be the last.
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