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Subject: The Almost Twins and the New Neighbour – chapter 1 This is my second story on (and it won’t be my last). If you want to read my other story (which is still an ongoing project) you can find it here: https://www.//gay/incest/my-straight-brother/ I want to thank J. for correcting my spelling and grammar (English is not my first language) and for his input in the story. Please consider making a donation to support . fty/ The Almost Twins and the new neighbour — chapter 1 The Schoonjans brothers were often mistaken for twins. When asked if they were twins, they would always answer: “Almost” and leave the asker in confusion. Although Tristan was 1 year older than Evert, they looked almost like copies of each other. But only when it came down to looks. When it comes to character, there couldn’t be two people more different in the world. Tristan was shy, Evert was outgoing, Tristan loved to read, Evert hadn’t touched a book voluntarily in years. Tristan was a bit of a nerd, while Evert was a sporty jock. It’s not that Tristan didn’t do any sport. He loved swimming, but rather on his own. In total contrast with his younger brother, he wasn’t competitive. You might think that the difference between the boys might cause a distance between them, but then you’d be wrong. They were in fact close. They always stuck up for each other. They would walk through a fire for each other. When Tristan was bullied in high school, it was Evert who stood up to the bully of his big brother. It’s not that Tristan was a wimp, but he didn’t like confrontation. On the other side, Tristan was always there to help Evert with his studies. It was clear that Tristan was the brains of the pair. A year ago, Tristan was helping Evert study for his history final, and no matter how hard they tried, Evert couldn’t remember all the dates and which king did what or who conquered which country. Tristan on the other hand, knew it all by heart. The night before the history final, they made a plan. It was elaborate, and it could go wrong so easily, but they were not thinking about the chances it might fail. In the morning, Tristan would fake an illness. Their mother wouldn’t be suspicious, since Tristan never tried to skip school. When their mother left for work, after calling the school that Tristan would not be able to come to school that day, Tristan would wear Evert’s clothes. That was the only distinction for the two boys. Tristan would always be dressed fashionable and perfect, whereas Evert would wear skater style clothes. Their hair was pretty much the same, only the way they did it was different. Tristan would go to school, pretending he was Evert and then take his final. Afterwards, he would come straight home, and no one would ever know. They didn’t think about all the things that could go wrong. The first part worked as planned, mom was really worried and even suggested working from home to be there for Tristan. Tristan convinced her not to do so. In the meantime, Evert acted as if he was going to school. He showered, dressed himself, and ate breakfast. The second her car left the driveway, he ran back upstairs and undressed, while his brother got out of his pyjamas. When Evert stripped down, he also took off his underwear and handed it to his brother. The fact that Evert stood there naked, didn’t faze Tristan, because he suspected Evert was a little bit of an exhibitionist. But he was surprised that he handed him his underwear. “Dude, I’m not going to wear your underwear!” He said, while he threw the boxershorts back to Evert. “Oh yes, you are!” Evert protested. “No one is going to believe that I would wear your nerdy white underwear!” Evert always wore loose boxers, while Tristan always wore tight underwear. “Dude, no one will see my underwear!” Tristan tried to explain. Evert raised his eyebrows and threw his hands in the air. “Dude, of course people will see your underwear.” He didn’t understand why Tristan thought they wouldn’t see it. Evert always sagged his pants. Suddenly, Tristan connected the dots. He started waving his fingers. “No, no, no, I will put on my pants the right way. I’m not going out exposing my butt!” “Dude, no one would believe I would pull up my pants under my armpits!” “I don’t pull up my pants that high, I just wear them like they should be worn, without exposing my underwear!” “Oh, excuse me, mister fashion police, but I’m cool!” Tristan threw his hands in the air and let out a growl. “Okay, we don’t have time for this! Just give me your damn boxers!” He slipped into his brother’s underwear. It felt weird. Not only were they loose, they belonged to his brother. He took the T-shirt that Evert had given him and finally his pants. “Evert, don’t you have anything else? You know I don’t wear ripped jeans!” “Yeah, duh, that’s the point, you have to be me and look as little as possible like yourself!” Well, he did have a point. Tristan wore the pants. He tried to pull them up to a respectable height, but Evert pulled them back down and warned him to not pull them any higher than this. Reluctantly, Tristan obliged. He took Evert’s coat and put him on. Evert then did Tristan’s hair as he would wear them. He judged and decided that it looked good enough. Tristan looked in the mirror and had to admit that it looked very convincing. When he was ready, he still had 15 minutes to spare before he had to go to school. Suddenly Evert remembered the last detail. “Smoke!” He shouted. Tristan frowned his eyebrows. What the fuck did he mean? Then it hit him. Evert did smoke. He was a bit of a bad boy. He smoked pot and regular cigarettes. “Okay, show me how you smoke.” Evert ordered. Tristan had only had one cigarette his whole life, and it was a disaster. Reluctantly, he fished out a cigarette of the package Evert presented him. He took it in his mouth while Evert presented him with a light. Tristan inhaled and immediately started to cough. “Dude, serious?” “I’m sorry, but I’m not used to this.” Evert took the cigarette from Tristan and showed him how to fake-inhale and how to hold his cigarette. Tristan tried again and Evert assessed that it was close enough. He laughed and remarked: “We’ll make a man out of you!” The first test came when Johan came around to pick up the boys to get to school. Johan was Evert’s best friend. Tristan answered the door and did his best to imitate Evert. He fist bumped Johan. So far, Johan didn’t have a clue. “Is Tristan ready?” “He’s not coming, he’s sick.” Tristan said, having trouble not starting to laugh. “Okay, then we should be going,” Johan said. He didn’t seem to notice a thing. It gave Tristan the confidence he needed to pull this off. When they started walking towards the bus stop, Tristan noticed that the for-sale sign at the house next door had a sticker on it, announcing that it was sold. The place had been empty for almost a year. Last summer, when the family next door was gone, Evert and his friends had used the pool to swim, much to the displeasure of their mom, who disapproved of trespassing, but she accepted it. This way she could keep an eye on Evert, because it wouldn’t be the first time he got into trouble. Tristan wondered who their new neighbours could be. Johan and Tristan turned into a remote alley. On one side was a high wall, and on the other side a small forest. “You know, finals make me fucking horny!” Johan announced with a smirk on his face. “I wanked thrice yesterday and once today, and I’m still not satisfied.” Tristan didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t know if Evert talked about his sex life with Johan. Tristan did know, however, how many times Evert wanked yesterday. You see, like I told you earlier, Evert was a bit of an exhibitionist. At least, that’s what Tristan figured. Since the house wasn’t very big, the boys shared a bedroom. Ever since Tristan could remember, Evert always made sure that he could be seen naked by Tristan. He always made it seem as if it was an accident, but it happened way too much to be an accident. Since he became a teen, it even intensified. For example, when he would undress before going to bed, he always made sure that he was standing in front of the window, with the curtains open and all the lights on, so that anyone who would look, could see him. The window was a large one. Evert was visible from head to tow when he stood in front of it. He took his time undressing, as if he wanted to savour the moment. The first time this happened, Tristan thought Evert didn’t realise that he was standing bare naked in front of the window, so he told him. Tristan shrugged and didn’t turn off the lights or closed the blinds. The second time, it was the same and from the third time on, Tristan stopped commenting. Ever since, it has been an evening ritual. Tristan was used to it by now. Later on, when Evert discovered wanking, he would just whip out his dick when he felt like it and wanked with Tristan being present. In fact, sometimes it seemed as if he deliberately waited until Tristan was present. Sometimes, when Tristan went up to their room, Evert would lie on the bed, playing a game on his phone. Tristan would lie on his bed to read a book, and then a couple of minutes later, Evert would start wanking. And not under the blankets, just on his bed, making much noise, so that Tristan would notice. To tell the truth, Tristan didn’t mind it one bit. He acted as if it annoyed him, but in fact, he quite enjoyed it. He loved to see his brother naked. In the beginning, Tristan thought it was normal to enjoy watching someone naked. Once he hit puberty, he got hard every time Evert got undressed. It was then that he started to wonder if it still was normal. After all, not only was Evert his brother, but he was also a guy. Shouldn’t Tristan be more curious about girls? He did look at naked girls on his phone sometimes, but he couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that he got equally aroused from his brother then from girls. Being the nerd he was, he started researching the internet and found out it was not uncommon for teens to lust after their siblings. Once he was reassured that he was not the only one, a new problem presented itself. If he was attracted to Evert, would that mean that he was gay? He didn’t think he was gay. After all, he istanbul travesti did wank while thinking about girls. But if he was completely honest, lately, those girls in his fantasies were not alone. Often, he imagined a guy who fucked the girl. He imagined him in the middle, getting both attention from the girl and the guy. Truth be told, many of his fantasy guys did look suspiciously a lot like Evert. Sometimes there were no girls present in his jack off fantasies and he just fantasised about guys. After more research, he concluded that he was bi. So, when Johan talked about his wank sessions, Tristan could tell him, posing as Evert, that he had wanked 4 times the day before. When they were studying for the final, Evert had rubbed his crotch while Tristan had explained to him about why the treaty of Versailles was a direct cause to the rise of Hitler. “Man, that shit is so boring!” Evert had responded. He then opened his fly, and took his dick out, while he was sitting next to Tristan. It wasn’t the first time this happened. While he started wanking, he looked straight at Tristan, as if he was daring him to say anything about it. “Wow, 4 times, respect dude!” Johan said while he fist bumped him. “Did you do it in front of your brother?” Tristan was startled a bit by that question. He didn’t expect Johan to know about Evert being exhibitionist. “You should stop being so subtle!” Johan advised him. Subtle? Did he think Evert was subtle? “You’ve been doing it for years, and Tristan hasn’t taken the bait. Give it up or just go all the way and just say you want him to suck your dick.” Tristan’s heart skipped a beat. Evert wanted him to suck his dick? He didn’t know what to think of it. He wasn’t even sure how he felt about it. It was one thing to fantasise about it, or to have sex dreams about sleeping with your brother, but actually doing it? “Man, what’s wrong? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost!” Johan noted. “Uh, no, just thinking about the final.” “Nervous, huh? Well, no wonder, if you flunk it this time, you’ll have to redo your whole year.” Johan suddenly smirked. “I know something that can take the nerves away.” He bit his lip and winked. Tristan didn’t know what he meant. The next thing that happened, made Tristan gulp for air. Johan pushed him against the wall. Tristan didn’t know why he did this. Johan looked to the left and the right, to make sure no one could see them. He then planted his hands against the wall, on each side of Tristan’s face. Johan leaned in closer. Tristan was a bit scared; he did not know what Johan was doing, but he couldn’t get away. Johan then brought his face close to Tristan and whispered in his ear: “Now, suck me!” Tristan hesitated. What was going on? His mind went at 200 mph. Apparently, it was not uncommon for Johan to ask Evert to suck him. Johan unbuttoned his jeans and took his dick out. Tristan didn’t know what to do. “Come on, we have to hurry, or we’ll miss the bus, get on your knees and suck!” Johan urged him. Just as Tristan lowered himself, they heard people approaching. Johan took Tristan by his shirt and pulled him into the bushes. “Now, hurry, it won’t take long, because I’m super horny. If we have time, I’ll do you too, otherwise, it’ll be for this afternoon, in the toilets of school.” Tristan had a hard time processing it all. Evert and Johan had sex together? He had not seen that one coming. While he was processing it all, Johan was making a joint. He lit the joint and passed it to Tristan. It would be the first joint ever for Tristan. Thinking about the final he had to take and because he was such a goody two-shoes, he declined. “Man, that’s the first time I see you refusing a joint.” Johan smirked. “Now, get busy!” He ordered. Tristan grabbed Johan’s dick and put it in his mouth. It was the first dick he ever had in his mouth. The taste was different than he imagined it would be. “Oh yeah, that’s it, suck me.” Johan was enjoying his blow job. “Just wat I needed, a blow job from my gay friend!” While he got his dick serviced, Johan kept puffing on his joint. Like most teenage boys, Johan didn’t take a lot to come. Before Tristan could decide whether he wanted cum in his mouth, Johan blasted his mouth with huge amounts of cum. Johan had held Tristan’s head close, so even if Tristan wanted to let go, he wouldn’t have been able to do so. “Oh shit!” Johan exclaimed, “The bus is coming, dude!” Johan started running, while zipping up his pants. Tristan followed him closely. He couldn’t be late today. They ran with all their might and reached the bus just in time. They found a seat at the back of the bus and sat down. Suddenly, Johan leaned over to Tristan and whispered in his ear: “Dude, there is some cum on your chin!” Johan chuckled. Tristan wiped his face with his hand. During the bus ride, Tristan tried to process it all. Man, he had sucked his first dick. It felt great. He was glad he was sitting down, because his dick was raging hard. Fuck, Evert wanted to have sex with him? He wasn’t sure what to think of that. Did he want to have sex with Evert? He had fantasized about it, but now that it became so close to reality, he didn’t know what to do. Once the exam started, Tristan was fully focused on it. He forgot about what he had found out that morning. The exam itself was easy, but he had to remember to make mistakes. If he would ace it, it would be suspicious. He was aiming for a B. He finished quite early, but he waited until several others finished before handing in his exam. When he walked out, Johan whispered to him: “Wait outside, I’ll be done in a couple of minutes!” “Hey, no talking! If you’re done, leave the room!” The teacher yelled. Once outside, Tristan took out his phone and texted Evert: “Everything according to plan!” Evert responded quickly: “All right bro!” Tristan checked his twitter and waited for Johan. After 20 minutes he came out. “Come on!” He motioned as he left the classroom. Tristan followed him. Instead of going downstairs to get to the bus stop, Johan went upstairs. Tristan was confused but followed him. “The floor is abandoned during exams; we’ll have more privacy.” Johan explained. Tristan followed; a bit curious to what might happen. He had to admit, he thought Johan was sexy. Once in a while, Johan passed in his wank fantasies. His dick started to chub when he walked behind Johan. When they entered the mens room, Johan turned to Tristan and said: “Can you suck me again?” Tristan didn’t mind sucking again, but he was also curious to feel Johan’s lips on his dick. “Can you suck me first?” Tristan said daringly. “What? Dude, you know what our arrangement is…I’ll let you suck my dick and I’ll give you a hand job.” Johan explained. “Dude, you should be glad you get some straight dick. No way I’m going to suck dick!” Okay, so that was the arrangement Evert and Johan had. Tristan enjoyed his first time cocksucking and didn’t mind doing it again. He sank to his knees and opened Johan’s jeans. Tristan hadn’t had much to compare with, but he had to admit that he liked Johan’s dick. He took it in his mouth and tasted the cum that was partly dried from this morning. He started sucking bobbing up and down that hot pole. “Man, you’re eager today!” Johan groaned. Tristan took it as a compliment. He kept sucking that dick, while fondling Johan’s balls. Johan enjoyed it, because he started to thrust faster. Tristan grabbed Johan’s ass and started to direct the pace. This encouraged Johan to facefuck Tristan. “Man, I wish you were a girl!” Johan exclaimed Tristan just wished Johan was his best friend instead of Evert’s. He wouldn’t mind the same deal with Johan. For the second time that day, Johan shot his load in Tristan’s throat. Johan pulled out and shot the last drops on Tristan’s face. When Tristan looked up, he saw that Johan was filming him. “Alright bro! this is a hot one for your porn-portfolio!” Johan laughed. “I’ll send it to you, so you can load it up on your site.” Panic got a hold on Tristan. If Johan would send this to Evert, Evert would know that Tristan had sucked Johan. He didn’t know what to do. “Please delete it!” He pleaded. “Dude, what are you talking about? It is a hot movie. Besides, you’re the one that wants to be the next big porn superstar.” Tristan learned more about his brother today than in the past 17 years. If he was honest, he liked what he learned. “Want me to wank you?” Johan asked, but Tristan declined. He suddenly had other plans for the afternoon. During the bus ride home, he thought about what he could do with all this new info he got. “Hey dude, you should have let me wank you!” Johan whispered in his ear. Tristan shot him a confused look. Johan responded to that look by letting his eyes drop to Tristan’s crotch. It was then that he noticed he was sporting a huge erection. The prospect of his plans for the afternoon had made him uncontrollably hard. He was glad when the bus ride was over. When he walked home, he became bolder. “I’m going to give it another try with Tristan. This time I’m going to bust his cherry.” He smirked. “Alright dude! Fuck your bro hard!” Johan approved and slapped his hand. Johan started to walk away. Tristan called him back. “Listen dude, do me a favour, that vid you made today. Don’t send it over until this evening. Around 7.30.” Johan shot Tristan an inquisitive look, but responded: “Okay, man, will do!” When Tristan walked in Evert was nowhere to be seen. He ran upstairs and found him lying naked on his bed, taking a nap. Tristan slammed the door on purpose. Evert woke up. “Hey dude, did we pull it off?” He inquired with an evil grin on his face. “You can expect a B on your final.” Tristan said with a smirk. “Alright bro!” Evert exclaimed while he stood up and gave his brother a high-five. Tristan sat down on his bed and looked across the room at Evert’s bed. He laid back on his mattress. He was thinking how to steer things the way he wanted. “Did Johan notice?” Evert asked. “No, he didn’t have a clue!” Tristan assured him. “I’m going to Facetime; I want to see his face when I tell him.” Evert laughed with anticipation, thinking how surprised his best mate would be. “No! wait!” Tristan yelled a little louder than planned. “Let’s not kadıköy travesti tell him yet. Let’s tell him tomorrow, when we both can see him.” “Okay, as you wish.” Evert complied. They both laid back on their respective beds. Evert was playing on his phone; Tristan was thinking about how to handle it. His train of thoughts was interrupted by a truck that was reversing in the street. Evert stood up, still bare naked and he walked over to see what all the commotion was in their otherwise super quiet street. “Hey, look, there’s a moving truck next door!” Evert exclaimed. “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you, I saw this morning the house was sold.” Tristan noted. “That’s a cross over our plans to use the pool for free.” “Depends who has bought it. Perhaps they’ll invite us.” Evert said with a hopeful tone in his voice. Tristan stood up and went to stand next to his brother. A Mercedes Benz parked behind the moving van. A man got out. He was in his mid 30s. Tristan wasn’t really into older guys, but he had to admit that this guy was really handsome. The guy was probably the new owner. Tristan looked to Evert. He saw a smile on his face. When he looked down, he saw Evert’s dick chubbing up. Evert started to fondle his dick a little in front of the window. This was the opening Tristan was waiting for. He reached over to Evert’s cock and took it in his hand. The brothers were still in front of the window. Had anyone been looking at their window, they would have seen what looked like identical twins, one fully dressed, one naked, who got a hand job. Evert turned his face sideways. On his face a look that laid between surprise and approval. Tristan looked back at him, with a horny smirk on his face. “Finally!” was all Evert whispered. Tristan smiled. They both turned sideways and when they were facing each other they looked deep in each other’s eyes. Tristan sank to his knees. The moment he took his brother’s dick in his mouth, Evert let out an approving sigh. Evert had given up hope that Tristan would ever get the hint. He wondered what had changed. Evert put his hand on Tristan’s head and started to thrust his hips forward. Tristan knew that if people would look up, they would see them, but if this was what turned his brother on, he was willing to go with it. Once he got over the initial shock, he was all for it. He sucked his brother’s dick as a pro, even though it was only his second dick. He knew that he wanted to explore more. He was up for anything Evert wanted to try. Meanwhile, Roman was checking out his new house. He had bought it from a realtor without actually seeing the place. He moved to Belgium from Switzerland for a new job. He loved taking risks. That’s why he didn’t need to see the house apart from some pictures. If he didn’t like it, he would buy another one. Money was no object for him. It was a hot day and the first thing Roman did after entering his new home was remove his shirt. He discarded it in the corner of the living room and went back outside to help the movers. He was in luck, of the 5 movers he hired, 3 were real good-looking studs. Two were fuckable, they weren’t the best looking, but given the chance, he would do them. When he picked up a box from the moving van and looked around, he noticed movement behind the neighbour’s upstairs window. He had to have a better look. He hurried inside with his box and took the stairs to his master bedroom. From his window, he looked directly into the neighbour’s window. He had to blink twice, because he could not believe his eyes. He saw twin boys. One on his knees sucking the other one. His dick rose to attention. While he stood there, gawking in disbelief, the naked boy turned his head and saw him. Roman had expected that the boys would be startled but instead the boy nodded his head as a way of greeting and kept looking at Roman straight in the eye. Roman couldn’t believe this was really happening. He was brought back to reality when two of the movers came in with his mattress. They looked at him funny, laid the mattress on the floor and went back out. He heard one of them saying: “Mike, I think I dropped my phone, just go ahead, I’ll be right back.” After that, the door opened again, and Patrick, the mover, came back in. He walked past Roman, very slow. He checked out Roman’s ass and approved what he saw. He was oblivious to what was happening next door, he had his eye on Roman only. He turned around Roman and stood in front of him. Before Roman could react, Patrick squeezed Roman’s dick through his baggy jeans. This brought Roman back to reality. Because Roman was freeballing, in his loose jeans, his dick was clearly visible. He was so mesmerized with the show next door, that he hadn’t even noticed that he had exposed his erection to the movers. Patrick was a handsome man, in his late twenties. He had a muscular body from moving. He looked Roman straight in the eye, with a challenging look in his eyes. Patrick saw that although Roman’s chest seemed smooth, he had some hair on his chest which was only visible up close. His navel was a sight to be seen. From his navel down, a beautiful treasure trail of copious hair ran down to his crotch. Roman was wearing his jeans low, and his pubes were visible, which turned Patrick on. Although he had a wife and two kids, he did like to fool around with other guys once in a while. “If you give me a lift back home, after we’re done here, I can stay behind when my co-workers depart.” He softly whispered to Roman, while he tightened the grip on Roman’s erection. Roman gripped Patrick’s wrist, to keep it in place, while he grabbed Patrick’s head with his other hand and pulled him in for a kiss. A good fuck was what he needed after all the stress of moving. “Deal!” He growled. When Patrick went on to do his job, Roman focused back on the window. The teen had seen it all and nodded approvingly. He made the `rock on’ sign to Roman and continued pumping his brother’s mouth. Evert couldn’t believe how this day was evolving. First, after years of dropping hints, Tristan had finally taken the bait, and now the hot new neighbour who clearly enjoyed the show. While he had kissed the other man, his eyes had always stayed focused on Evert. “Fuck!” He yelled, when his uncontrollable orgasm hit him, and he started to shoot his load in his brother’s fucking mouth. Tristan was oblivious to the fact that he had an audience. He swallowed the first few squirts of cum but kept the rest in his mouth. As soon as Evert was done, Tristan stood up and pulled his brother in for a kiss. They swapped the cum while kissing. When Tristan broke the kiss, he looked to the neighbour’s house. He could have sworn that he just saw a man behind the window, but he was gone now. “Man, dude, where did you learn to suck like that?” Evert panted. Tristan only smiled and shrugged. “So, euh…what else are you in for?” Evert probed his brother. “I haven’t got any experience…” Tristan started, “But I’m open to a lot!” “Fucking?” Evert suggested. “Yeah, why not.” Tristan responded casually. Evert was surprised by this answer. Most of the virgins he had fucked were hesitantly when he suggested fucking. “Are you sure you want to be fucked? Or do you mean that you want to fuck me?” Evert inquired. “Well… Both, actually.” Tristan shrugged. Evert thought Tristan was either naïve or overconfident. But who was he to argue? He sure wanted that sweet ass of his brother. Lucky for Tristan, Evert was experienced when it comes to busting cherries. “Maybe we should smoke first, to relax.” Evert suggested. “You know I don’t smoke!” Tristan said while he rolled his eyes. “Bro, I’m not talking about a cig!” Tristan felt so stupid all of a sudden. Of course, Evert meant a joint. Well, another first for him then. He jumped on Evert’s bed and waited till he was done rolling his joint. When he was done, he lit it and took a long drag and handed it over to Tristan. Tristan imitated his brother. The first drag did nothing, but after the second drag, Tristan felt more relaxed. He became even more horny than he already was. Suddenly, he thought of something he saw on TV. He took a deep drag of the joint and leaned over to Evert. Just before their lips met, Tristan blew out the smoke into his brother’s mouth. This led to Evert sticking out his tongue and licking Tristan’s lips. One thing led to another and a few minutes later, the brothers were rolling over the bed, groping each other and making out as if their lives depended on it. The joint really kicked in with Tristan and before he knew it, he yelled: “Fuck my ass, Bro! Put that dick in me and fuck me senseless!” Evert did like this new side of Tristan. He got off the bed and pulled Tristan up. He guided him back to the window. Tristan saw where this was going. Truth be told, he started to see why Evert was so exhibitionistic. It was indeed a turn on, knowing that others could see you. Tristan started getting his T-shirt (or actually Evert’s T-shirt) off. “NO!” Evert called. “No, don’t.” He smirked and came closer. He put his hands on his brother’s hips. “I think you look kind of sexy, wearing my clothes.” With a flick of his head, Evert flicked his brown hair out of his face. “You look like a bad boy in those clothes which is a fucking turn on, bro.” Tristan smiled, leaned in and kissed his brother. He started to grind his body against that of his brother. Evert took hold of Tristan’s ass and pulled his ass close, so that their crotches were rubbing together, while he leaned back, looking his brother straight in the eye. “Ready to be fucked?” Evert asked unceremoniously. Tristan had always imagined his first time to be romantic, but this was so hot! He just wanted to be fucked bad. “Oh yeah, fucking give it to me!” He exclaimed. Evert turned his brother around and grabbed his nipples, while he grinded his dick against that cute ass of his brother. The joint had made him slutty and horny. He put his hand between Tristan’s shoulder blades and pushed him down, while he had his other hand on Tristan’s hip. Tristan bent over until his body was lying on their desk. Evert started to hump his ass violently. Suddenly, all the pent-up hormones got the better of Tristan. The idea of his brother riding his ass, the joint, bakırköy travesti the dicksucking he had done, all that caused him to shoot his load without even touching his dick. He felt it coming, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. He started to pant and when his dick started shooting his load, he growled “Fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming, fuck fuck fuck!” All the while, Evert kept banging his ass. When the orgasm subsided, Evert stopped. “Seriously, dude?” Evert laughed. “You just shot your load in my underwear, hahaha! Fuck you must have been horny!” But even though he had come, Tristan was not satisfied, he wanted to be pounded by his little brother, no matter what. “Fuck me bro! Do it now!” He begged. Evert went to his nightstand and took out a small yellow bottle. He placed it next to Tristan’s face on the desk. “Here, take a whiff of it, just before I penetrate you, it helps you to relax.” Evert explained. “What is it?” Tristan curiously asked. “Poppers. It’ll make you crazy horny for a short while. You’re so fucked up in that short instant that you can take anything.” Evert smirked. Tristan shrugged. He had done so many things today that he would never think he would do, what harm could this extra thing be. Evert stood behind his brother, who stood bent over their desk, his legs spread. What a hot sight it was. His brother had a nice bubble butt and he couldn’t wait to see his dick disappear in that hot ass. He jerked his dick a little while he admired his brother. With his other hand, he caressed Tristan’s ass. With one smooth move, he lowered the boxer brief. The advantage of sagging your pants was that you could get fucked without having to remove your pants. You just had to lower the underwear. Evert sank to his knees and dove right in. He loved to eat a hot guy’s ass. The smell was intoxicating. He sniffed like crazy and when he stuck his tongue out, the taste made him want more. Tristan started to moan. It was the best feeling ever. He had fingered himself a few times when wanking, but a tongue up his butt was a new sensation. When Evert found his way to his sphincter, he couldn’t control himself, he started to moan loudly. He pushed his ass back into Evert’s face, to have his tongue deeper in him. Fuck, Evert could keep it up for hours, as far as Tristan was concerned. Tristan’s dick was rock hard again, even though he came just a few minutes ago. He saw the bottle of poppers and unscrewed the cap. He put it under his nose and inhaled deeply. It hit him like a sledgehammer. He got incredibly hot, and the last inhibitions left him. “Fuck me stud! Make me yours!” He yelled. “Fuck me like the slut I am!” Evert laughed: “I like this Tristan on poppers and joints!” Evert stood back up, grabbed the lubricant and put some on his dick. The rest he put on Tristan’s asshole. Not that it needed much lube, since he had given it a thorough licking. He let his fingers slip in and this caused Tristan to moan like a bitch in heat. “Fuck yeah, pound my ass now bro!” “Take another whiff of the poppers!” Evert advised. Tristan obeyed. Evert took hold of Tristan’s hip with one hand and his own dick in the other. He waited patiently until Tristan had sniffed the poppers. When he saw they took effect, he went for it and popped the head of his dick in Tristan’s eagerly waiting hole. “Arghhh!” Tristan cried out. “Fuck this hurt!” “Do you want me to stop?’ Evert asked. Tristan took a new whiff of the poppers and reassured Evert: “Fuck no! This is incredibly hot. I don’t care about the pain; I want you deep in me!” Evert was pleasantly surprised by his brother’s slutiness. Nevertheless, Evert took his time. He didn’t want to hurt his brother. Slowly he advanced, while Tristan whimpered softly. When he announced he was completely in, Tristan reached behind him and took hold of Evert’s ass. He pulled him closer, as if he wanted to have Evert go even deeper. “Man, this feels fucking good!” He exclaimed. He turned his face and grabbed Evert by his neck. He pulled him in for a hot kiss. “Now fuck me, stud!” Evert didn’t need more encouragement. He started to slowly fuck, but when there was no protest from Tristan, he fucked more animalistic. He took the poppers and took a deep whiff himself. This made him fuck even more violently and soon both brothers were groaning and moaning like animals. Evert’s balls slapped Tristan’s ass while he pounded his brother’s ass. It didn’t take long before Evert felt he was close to coming. “I’m about to come, shall I pull out?” Evert informed. “Nah, fill me up broh, I want your cum in me!” Tristan growled. “Okay, here it comes, take my load bro!” Evert thrusted one last time and then held Tristan close while he shot his load. Evert was panting. He laid over Tristan and kissed his shoulder. The brothers stayed there for a few minutes. Evert broke the silence. “Do you want to do me now?” He asked hopefully. “Sure, bro! I want your ass too.” Tristan smirked. Evert pulled out; Tristan stood up. He felt some cum dripping out of his ass. He caught it with his fingers and looked at it. He hesitated for a moment and then put his fingers in his mouth. Evert leaned in and kissed his brother before he could swallow. Tristan stripped naked. Evert pushed him in his desk chair. Evert climbed on top of him, so that he sat face to face with his brother. He took the lube and spread it on his hole. The rest of the lube, he put on Tristan’s dick. He guided his brother’s dick to his ass. He put his arms around his brother’s neck. He lifted himself up a bit and lowered himself on Tristan’s dick. He was an experienced bottom, so there was no pain involved. He started riding Tristan’s dick at a high pace. Tristan laid his hands in Evert’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. They were making out furiously when all of a sudden, they heard the front door slam shut. “Boys? I’m home!” Their mother cried. Fuck why was so home early! She couldn’t have picked a worse moment. “We’re coming!” Evert yelled back. He whispered to Tristan: “We’ll finish this later.” He stood up and started dressing at a record tempo. Tristan started dressing too, but Evert stopped him. “You’re supposed to be sick, remember?” Tristan took his pyjamas and put them one. Both boys went downstairs to greet their mum. “How do you feel?” she asked Tristan, while she caressed his cheek. “Doing much better.” He responded. “I slept most of the day and I think it’s over now.” “Oh good!” She smiled. “I’ll be making dinner. It’ll be done in 45 minutes. Can you occupy yourself that long?” “Yeah, no problem!” Both boys reassured their mom as they went back to their room. When they were back in their room, Evert locked the door and pulled Tristan’s pyjama pants down. He sank to his knees and took Tristan’s semi hard dick in his mouth. It didn’t take long before it was fully erect. “Oh look!” Evert suddenly exclaimed. “Our new neighbour has a guest over.” Tristan turned and saw that the new neighbour indeed had a guest. They stood before the window and were making out passionately. Roman was debating whether he should tell Patrick about the show that was going on next door or not. Ever since he saw the two boys sucking, the image had been playing in his mind. Roman had helped move in his stuff. Working alongside these sweaty muscled men had made him super horny. There were glances between him and Patrick, and when they were alone, they would grope each other’s ass or crotch. And one time, Patrick even had put his hands down Romans jeans and took Romans semi hard dick in his fist. Both were quite relieved when all the work was done. Roman had made an excuse that he wanted some help with assembling a bookcase and Patrick got the hint. He volunteered, and sent his co-workers on their way. He took Patrick to his bedroom and made sure they were in front of the window. He wanted the twins to see them. He was in luck. Five minutes after he started making out with Patrick, he saw that the boys were blowing each other again. From the corner of his eye, he watched the twins. Patrick was a strong guy, who made out passionately. He groped Roman everywhere. Suddenly he let his hand slip into Roman’s baggy jeans. He cupped Roman’s butt cheek and gave it a good squeeze, while he bit on Roman’s tongue. “Oh, you like it rough, huh?” Roman growled. He took hold of Patrick’s nipples and started to squeeze them. Patrick groped Roman’s crotch hard. He turned Roman around and bent him over. “Oh man, I’m so going to enjoy fucking that ass!” He growled while he spanked Roman’s ass hard. He undid his pants and stepped out of them. He unbuttoned Roman’s jeans and in one swift move, pulled them down. Roman kept watching the twins having a good time. He hoped they would look his way, he wanted them to see how he would be fucked. Patrick spat on his dick and on Roman’s hole. He moved closer, and he placed one hand on Roman’s stomach. He held him tight and started pushing his dick in Roman’s ass. Roman was used to getting fucked. He relaxed enough to let Patrick’s dick in, but when he was in, he clenched his muscles around Patrick’s dick. Patrick was not the patient type. As soon as he was balls deep in Roman, he started to fuck him furiously. He grabbed Roman’s dick and wanked him while he fucked. Normally Roman would love a long session, but with the plane ride from Zurich to Brussels and then moving in, he just wanted a quick no-strings-attached fuck and Patrick was perfect to provide just that. Patrick was in a hurry, because his wife and kids would be waiting. Evert and Tristan enjoyed the show Roman and Patrick were giving. Evert was getting fucked by his brother. He laid on his back on their desk, with his legs over Tristan’s shoulder. Tristan was pounding his brother in a hurried passionate rhythm that was typical for a young stud who fucked for the first time. “Let’s make sure we come together!” Evert suggested. “So give me a warning when you’re about to cum.” Tristan simply nodded. His balls slapped against Evert’s ass. He looked into his brother’s eyes while fucking him. “I’m gonna cum!” He warned Evert. Evert increased the tempo with which he was wanking and the two boys groaned at the same time. They tried to be quiet so their mom wouldn’t hear. Just as they finished, they both looked to see how their new neighbour was doing. Just as they looked, they saw Roman leaning back against Patrick and shooting his load. “Man, I sure want to meet this new neighbour soon.” Evert smirked as he winked at Tristan.

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