4 comments/ 73768 views/ 10 favorites Twincest By: miss_madeleine Matthew didn't need to see his sister's face to know that she was crying. He didn't even need to hear the sniff that escaped her as she opened his bedroom door, nor the way her breathing was slightly unsteady. He loved her more than anyone, and it was like they shared the same existence. He didn't feel able to comfort her this time. "I know you're awake," Melinda said softly. He was laying on his side with his back to her. He kept his eyes closed and focused on making the lengths of his breaths even. "I know that you're going to pretend to be sleeping, too," she continued. "I'm going to say what I need to say anyways. "I don't know why you're doing this. I don't understand why you would say that we're going to the same university, pretend that you sent all the necessary paperwork, only to tell me tonight that you changed your mind. No, that you lied. I don't understand! You're my best friend - my twin! The most distance that has ever been between us was a few classes in high school. This... Matthew, I'll be on the other side of the country." He remained quiet. They had been so close - were probably still very close - but he couldn't tell her the reason he had deceived her. She might be hurt now. Perhaps she would even come to resent him. The truth might very well cause her to hate him, and he couldn't bear that. "I don't want to go," his sister went on softly. He felt his mattress shift as she sat on the edge of his bed. His body tensed as he felt her move closer to him. "Won't you say something?" she asked. Her voice was coming nearer. Her breath tickled his ear when she leaned close and whispered, "Matthew?" The hurt blending with the tenderness in her voice was too much. He felt his eyes become wet as he started to cry. In an instant, she was with him beneath the sheets, holding him close. His face was cushioned against the soft flesh of her 34C cup breasts. One hand had come to rest on her thigh, which her nightshirt didn't fall low enough to cover. She was so soft and warm, and he felt himself harden below his waistline. With a horrified sob, he tried to push her away but she only held on more tightly. "It's okay," she said gently. "It's only natural. You can't control what happens...down there. I'm not disgusted." "You don't understand," he gasped, still trying to squirm away. She wouldn't let him. "This is why you need to go! You need to get away from me, because I... I..." He couldn't finish but noticed that her arms had relaxed around him. He scooted to the far side of the bed, unable to look at her and too broken hearted to run the way he thought he should. His breathing sounded so loud. It rang in his ears and emphasized how quiet Melinda was. In another moment, he was sure that he would hear his heart completely shatter. Instead, he heard his sister speak in a voice that was low and contemplative. "Is that so?" He didn't move as she edged towards him. The tips of her fingers reached him first, the index lightly and expertly tracing the shape of his lips. He gasped at the touch, but the sound was lost as he felt the softness of her mouth connecting with his. Her tongue moved in slowly and shyly, teasing the flesh just inside of his mouth and exploring a bit deeper until it lightly twined with his tongue. She withdrew, slightly sucking on his upper lip before pulling back barely an inch. "You're my twin," she said gently. Her hands were in his hair and gently combing through it. "My other half. My soul. There is nothing..." She kissed his lips softly. "...that you should endure..." Another kiss. "...that I shouldn't." As she spoke that last word, she slid her hands into the waistband of his pants. Matthew moaned as her slender fingers wrapped about all eight inches of his erect penis. Melinda began an agonizingly slow stroking motion as she murmured in his ear, "This isn't wrong, not when it's us. I love you so much, Matthew. I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy, together." "Melinda," he breathed, arching his back slightly as he felt her grip tighten. "I love when you say my name," she breathed. "Tell me what you want, my dear brother." "I..." Matthew could barely think. He wanted to do everything at once: caress her breasts, tease the nipples until they were hard and sharp, feel her mouth on him. "You don't have to say anything," she whispered. "We've always known each other so well." She released him just long enough to remove her shirt and panties. She took his hand then and placed it between his legs. Matthew moaned again when he felt her moistness. "Like I told you," she said, "we're one. I want you to be happy, for us to be happy, and together. But first..." She pulled out his pants until she was facing what she had been holding until just a few moments ago. "Mm," she said, slowly sliding her lips over the mushroom shaped tip. She lingered, letting her tongue slowly trace the shape while she lightly sucked. "Oh," Matthew groaned. "Oh..." He closed his eyes and let his body take over. He could feel his sister's warm mouth slide down his length as he tilted his hips. She gagged only slightly when he reached the back of her throat, but she didn't back away. Instead, she lingered and sucked. "Melinda," he groaned. "Oh, Melinda!" His hand was trembling as he stroked her lower lips, resulting in her mouth vibrating over his hardness as she moaned. The sound made him crazy and he slid a finger inside of his sister. "Ah!" she gasped, releasing him from her mouth. She leaned back, driving his finger deeper. "Don't stop," he begged. He saw her slight nod and then felt her lips around him again. He couldn't help it: his hips bucked as he grabbed her and moved her on top of him. Without thinking, he sucked her clitoris into his mouth, alternating between that and flicking beneath the hood with his tongue. All the while, he pumped one and then two fingers in and out of her wetness. "Mm," she mumbled with a full mouth. She was sucking harder and faster. He was thinking that she was going to drive him over the edge soon when she moaned, "Oh, god, no...no, Matthew! I'm going to... You're going to make me..." "No," he said suddenly, moving her to her back on the bed. She whimpered as he pinned her by her wrists, preventing her from touching herself. "Matthew," she cried. "Please! Oh, please! Don't do this to me! I need..." He leaned close and nibbled on the edge of one ear as he murmured, "I know what you need." Maneuvering so that he held her wrists with just one hand, he used his other one to guide his manhood to her entrance. He moved slowly, enjoying the feverish agony on her face when he didn't put in more than the tip. It was a challenge, but he was glad he did it when he heard her cry, "Please! All of it! I need to..." "You need what?" he breathed by her ear, even though he already knew the answer. "I need to feel you inside of me," she moaned. He obliged, slowly and teasingly. His sister was starting to sob with her need and managed to free her hands to scratch his back. "So good," she hissed, "so good!" "Melinda," he groaned, "you're so warm...and tight..." "You're my first," she whispered in his ear. "Oh!" Matthew had encountered a small resistance that confirmed her words. It drove him wild and, with a single hard thrust, he broke through her hymen. She cried a little, so he stopped pushing but planted small kisses along the base of her neck and down to the sweet swell of her breasts. At last, he sucked each nipple, savoring the way he could feel it harden between his teeth. Once Melinda's cries subsided and gave way to ragged and aroused breathing, he began to slowly move in and out of her. "I want us to always be like this," he breathed before covering her mouth with his own. He felt her nod before her moans filled his mouth as he began to drive into her harder and harder. "Don't pull out of me," she pleaded as she brought up her long, slim legs to wrap around his waist. "I want to feel you come inside of me. I want your warmth to join with mine. Don't pull out! Promise me!" "I'm going to fill you," he gasped. "Every last drop is going into you." She smiled at him and he felt his heart fill with so much love that he didn't think he could take it. He felt that he was really going to lose it as his sister's eyes became unfocused as she was about to climax. He leaned over quickly and whispered, "I'm yours. I will never want anyone else but you, and when I come in you..." He lifted his head and looked deep into her eyes. "When I come in you, I'm making you mine." His words brought her over the edge and he kissed her hard as he felt her spasm and contract around his cock. They were still looking deeply in each other's eyes as he felt himself explode, felt her become hot as his warmth filled her own. "I meant what I said," he murmured as they lay naked a few moments later. They were spooning, and his penis was pressed against her bottom in such a way that he could already feel himself getting hard again. His arms were wrapped tightly around her and his fingers were gently twisting and pulling her nipples. "I hope that's okay." She nodded. "I don't want anybody but you," she said. He kissed the back of her neck and began to knead her breasts. She moaned and he felt himself ready to be inside of her again. As he guided himself into her wetness, he said, "I'm glad. I'm going to move with you. We'll get our own place." He thrust into her, roughly. She gasped and arched her back, forcing her breasts against his hands. He smiled as he squeezed and promised, "We can do this every night from now on." Twincest By reading this story you agree that you are at or above legal age in your location. Certain sexual activities that may be depicted in this story are safe only in fictional literature. Please be safe. USE A CONDOM This is the story is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental. All feedback is appreciated. Written and Edited by Bill Hudley * Drew My name is David Andrew James. I am 24 years old and a recent graduate of the Univ.of Colorado. During my Sophomore year in college my parents were killed in an auto accident. Adding shock to horror, I learned three days after the accident that I was adopted. I had never been told of the adoption and for a while I was feeling hurt and alienated from the only family I had ever known. I just couldn't understand why my folks would keep my adoption a secret from me. Being an only child all that was left of the only family I had ever know was my Uncle Jake and his wife Frieda and my Aunt Jerri, both siblings of my mother. My Dad was an only child also. I was their sole heir and all my parents possessions were now mine. Thankfully there was money enough for me to finish my degree and have a modest, but steady stream of income from their investments, plus the house and Mom's car. That car was her pride and joy, a fully restored 1967 Mustang convertible, given to her by my Dad on their 25th wedding anniversary. Dad's SUV was destroyed in the accident. There would be settlements to come with the insurance companies, so my living expenses would be covered. With careful management I was able to complete college without money woes which made it easier to concentrate on my studies. Those last two years my studies kept me going. I could have easily lost myself in grief and self pity. But instead I threw myself into my studies and I earned very good grades, making the Dean's list in my 3rd & 4th years. As I thought back over the years trying to remember some clue or sign that I was adopted. There was nothing in the manner that Mom and Dad acted towards me that would have ever led me to think that I was adopted. They did dote on me, openly affectionate with lots of hugs and kisses from them both. I knew I was loved and wanted and I was a happy kid confident and secure in my family. Since the accident I've begun to wonder about my birth parents and who I am. At first I told myself and my Aunts and Uncle that I needed to know the medical histories of my birth parents so I could be prepared and not make any avoidable mistakes. But really I just wanted to know who I am and why I was put up for adoption. Most likely it was the unwed mother too young to provide and care for a child that wasn't wanted by her parents because they were embarrassed and insisted the child be put up for adoption or she would be thrown out of their lives. I have heard and seen that played out in movies and on TV forever. Secretly I wanted it to be something mush more dramatic. Why, I couldn't begin to say. Maybe I had begun to feel less of a person since learning that I was adopted. Unwanted by my birth parents, I never stopped to consider the other side. How very much I was wanted by my real parents and how they loved me enough to seek me out and pay an outrageous fee just to have me as their child. My pity party ended about three months after their deaths. I realized that finding my birth parents wasn't important to me. It could wait. I needed to get on with the life that my folks had afforded me. It was time to get a real job now that college was behind me.. My studies came to my rescue again as I knew that with my grades I would be near the top of any prospective employers list of candidates. My early childhood was on a farm, but Dad moved us into town when I started school. For years I thought I was psychic and I was mind reading someones thoughts. I just didn't know whose mind it was. Sudden, sharp pangs would sometimes make me gasp as I felt another presence. Eerie and odd, but whose childhood wasn't full of odd, scary omens and signs. Just kid stuff,I thought. After college I thought of finding my birth parents again but again decided that it just wasn't that important. I decided that a sperm donor and birth mother who gave away me were just not worth the effort. Finding a permanent job became more of a priority than the search for my birth parents. I found a good job in my chosen field of Physical Fitness Nutrition and Therapy in Colorado Springs at the Olympic Training Ctr. As I settled into the new work regimen the adoption issue faded to the background and usually my only thoughts of it were as I was drifting off to sleep. Throughout college I had dated only 3 girls, but all lasted more than a year before moving on. I knew that what I really wanted was to find a man, I have known I was gay since high school but never, ever acted upon my desires and never came out to anyone. Now that I was settled into my job and apartment, I knew it was time to find someone to date. I am a 24 yrs old, 5'11 tall, 155 lbs, short brown hair, my body is trim and fit, if but a bit on the thin side and I am lightly covered in fine brown hair from my chest to my toes. All in all, a nice looking young man, not a handsome one, in my eyes at least but I'm not a troll either. At 24 and still a virgin I knew it was time to make an earnest effort to change that status. I made plans to start Friday night. I had found out where the Gay Bars were and was going out hoping to meet some new friends at least. But first up after work Friday was a few rounds drinks with my co-workers to loosen up and shake off the woes of the work week just passed. I almost blew them off but decided to be a good sport and join them. I did like them and I didn't want anyone at the office to have a reason to not like me. So off I went and even found myself enjoying their company. A couple of drinks did wonders to shed some of my shyness and I was chatting and laughing like I'd been born to it by 8:00 P.M. Being the new guy, co-workers were constantly stopping to chat and I was talking most of the night. I think every singe woman in our office came by to check me out. David I'm David Allan Stanley, I am a recent graduate of Colorado State Univ. My parents died in a boating accident during my second year in college. I was devastated as I was the only child and the absolute apple of their eyes. They were great parents and almost buddies to me. We did most activities together until I went away to college. We made a rule when I left for State that we would be together at least one weekend a month while I was at school. If I didn't come home, they would come to me. My friends thought I was the biggest dork because I really liked having my parents around. They were cool. Younger than my friends parents by five or more years in most cases. They were only 19 when they adopted me. Why did they adopt so young? The story I was told was that it was either the Peace Corps or Adopting a child here at home. The deaths of three Peace Corp volunteers in South America sealed my fate as they chose the adoption option. Lucky Me! I had always known that I was adopted and felt so lucky to have my parents. They were really young, forward thinking individuals both raised by parents that were College Professors. They even told me that if I ever felt the need to contact my birth mother and father, they had a copy of my birth certificate with her name and address at the time of my birth and my birth fathers name too. It was kept in their safe deposit box at the bank. I just never felt the need to know about the sperm donor and the birth mother. I did feel gratitude to them that they gave me to these two wonderfully crazy, great human beings that were my Mom and Dad. Their death rocked me to my core. Luckily, I still had both sets of grandparents to rely on as family. My Mom and Dad were very special people and they were loved and missed by many, many friends. as well as their parents and me, their only child. Mom and Dad had managed their money very well and as their sole heir, their entire estate was coming to me. The school was very supportive and let me do catch exams to keep my grades and standing in my class. I was able to finish my studies in Marketing and Sports Psychology ( I know, who thought up that combination!) My paternal Granddad was certain that I would be a leader in that new field of practice.. My inheritance left me fairly well off. I never thought of not working. It just wasn't in me not to be productive. I knew I didn't have to work to earn a living but I knew that I had to work to justify my living. Without the structure of a weekly work regimen and responsibilities, I'd be lost and very unhappy. I still had Grandparents to impress and had to provide them with exploits to brag about to their friends. The fact that I was gay never fazed them a bit. Their only concern was my well being and happiness. Soon after graduation I found a good job that I really liked in Colorado Springs. The company I worked for did a lot of work for the Olympic Training Center there and I was excited to see some of the very attractive male athletes there. I was shy and a bit nerdy in High School and remember only one date during those four years. I've know I was gay since puberty but I am still a virgin. In college I shed some of the nerd image, getting more stylish clothes, more trendy haircuts and I fit in better and made more friends. I almost lost my virginity in my senior year with an experienced girl who had little patience with a beginner like me. Okay, now I've tried and I know I don't like it. I need to find a man. I am a 24 yrs old, 5'11 tall, 162 lbs, short brown hair, My body is trim and fit and lean and is covered in fine brown hair. I'm nice looking, not a movie idol by any means but I clean up nice and I'm confident and self assured. Today was Friday and I had agreed to a few drinks with friends after work, Instead of the usual watering hole near work, we traveled ten blocks or so for a coworker to meet up with his girlfriend. I had not been here before and was glad to see some new faces. I had a couple of drinks and was being chatted up by a couple of the secretaries at the office. I was still the new guy and the ladies were jockeying for position. I stood there and took it as I wasn't yet ready to come out to my new co-workers. Drew There was a local hot spot/meat rack bar nearby our office so we converged there after work. We had all had a few drinks and were laughing and telling work war stories when Anne, one of the Department Heads at work walked by and did a double take as she passed by me. I looked at her questioningly with raised eyebrow and she said "didn't I just see you at the far end of the bar?" "No, been right here for hours now: She gave me a funny look, shook her head and went on her way. Later during the evening two other of the girls asked me a similar question, thinking I was playing a trick on them when Debbie gasped and clasped her mouth. She said to the other girl with her, "he's got on a different shirt!" and then looking back to me, but it was you, I know it was. Unless your twin is here." "Not me, I replied I'm an only child." We all laughed telling her that having hallucinations was a sure sign that it was time for her to quit drinking. A while later I had to visit the john, after a satisfying piss I turned to the sink and was washing my hands when a stall door opened, as I grabbed a towel and was drying my hands, I glanced in the mirror and saw someone coming out of the stall, I did the classic double take as I stared in the mirror; it was my face coming out of that stall! In disbelief I turned slowly and stood face to face with myself. We both stood there with our mouths hanging open and looks of disbelief on our faces. We were twins, there was no doubt that I stood looking at my unknown identical twin brother. I don't know how long we stood, staring at one another. I was absolutely gobsmacked. I couldn't even form a word. Finally I managed, "I'm David James, but friends call me Drew, Andrew is my middle name." He smiled and then laughed out loud. "David is my name too!" "I'm David Allan Stanley." We stood looking at ourselves in the mirror trying to find differences in our looks. After the initial shock wore off we were reeling off questions to each other rapid fire. Not surprisingly we found that we had the same birthday, we were both from Colorado, both had graduated college 3 months ago, both had lost our parents. It was a bit uncanny to find a stranger who looked like me, acted like me, had similar experiences, had the same tastes and even similar mannerisms, ideals and beliefs. We quickly deduced that we were separated at the adoption center to facilitate our adoptions. Not many people were willing to take on twins as a matter of choice. After 24 years accidentally meeting your twin was quite confusing. I asked David if he had tried to contact our birth parents and he said no. He told me about the birth certificate with their names and suddenly I was satisfied. He had their names. Suddenly, with David in my life now, he's the missing link what I have needed for years, finding the sperm donor or birth mother isn't important at all. On closer inspection I saw why our co-workers were confused. We were dressed identically except for the shirts, his was white, mine was white with pinstripes, even our ties were the same color with diagonal stripes. When I found out that his parents died a similar death in the same year as mine died, I pulled him to me in a hug and we booth cried. They were tears of sadness but mostly tears of joy at finding each other. When we realized that we should go back to our groups we decided to walk in together at each group. As I walked up I said... "Hey guys, look what I found!" There were gasps of surprise and then "why didn't you tell us you had a twin." "Guys, I was adopted as a baby and grew up an only child. I didn't know I had a twin until 20 minutes ago!" When they heard the story none believed us at first but were soon convinced by the way we each reacted with the other. We got much the same reaction from David's friends. As the groups began to break up I asked David what his plans were and he told me he was planning to go to a club but now he just wanted to talk with me. I took him home with me and we sat up till dawn catching up on each others lives. Drew and David Thank goodness we met on Friday night. We had the whole weekend to talk and get to know our twin! Sunday night came way too soon. We said our goodbyes and David left for his condo. After he left I went to my desk and got a legal pad and pen an laid it on the counter. I planned to write down every question I knew I'd think of while we were apart. I later learned that David did the very same thing when he got home. As I started to walk away I went to the pad and wrote "where do you work?" as my first entry. We had talked all weekend. My jaws were sore, but I was so very happy. I Called Aunt Jerri and Uncle Jake and they knew nothing about a twin. Aunt Jeri said that our Mom didn't know it either, Aunt Jeri said she would have loved to have twins. She would have taken both of you and thought herself the luckiest person in the world to get two babies. They all found it hard to believe. Finding a twin brother that we never knew existed was a godsend to two lonely men who had lost the people who loved and cared for them. I was the talk of the office on Monday with everyone questioning me about my twin. At lunch time I went to the cafeteria for the first time since I came to work here. As I was carrying my tray to a table I saw him. I stumbled but righted myself and called out to him "David! why are you here?" "I work here, why are you here?" "NO! You can't be serious. I work here too!" Another inconceivable incident. We had worked more that two months in the same building and never met up. We sat together, both stunned by the way our lives have been suddenly thrown together. We decided that it was fate, Twins were meant to be together, our meeting was the universe making right a wrong that had occurred 24 years ago when we were separated by the adoption agency. There was no way the universe could let two identical souls not be aware of each other. . There were so many questions and so much we wanted to share, and we just wanted to be together. We decided that we would live together for a while. David suggested that I come and share his 3 bedroom condo. It was close to work and way to big for just one person and we each couldn't get enough of the other. Each of us had craved a brother as children and we wanted to make the most of the time we had together. We became inseparable and spent all of our time together when not working. After a month together we finally told each other we were gay and that set off another session of baring our souls, the parts we had kept from each other, at last there were no secrets and we became twins in our hearts and minds as well as in our appearance. Now that there were no secrets there was an automatic trust of the other. Knowing that there was someone I could trust my life to without question or fear was a humbling experience. No matter what, we could trust our twin to do or say what was best for us, always. Having a confidant was such a wonderful experience too. Growing up as only children left us each craving someone to share with. Now that we had each other little else was wanted by either of us. After work we would double team on making dinner and the clean up so that we could talk and just be together. We would lie together on one or the others bed and talk for hours often falling asleep and awaking the next morning fully clothed. There was a need to be close to each other, physically and well as mentally. As we lay on the bed talking, some parts of us would be touching, our feet, legs or arms. It didn't matter as long as we were physically attached in some way. We both decided that it was a long repressed need since we were separated for so long. Soon we were getting ready for bed before our chat sessions and not long after that we were sleeping in the same bed. Often waking spooned together the next morning. Both with serious morning wood. We realized that we needed to remedy our status as virgins, a pitiful state for 24 year old men. We started going to the local bars and were quite the sensation as the gay twins. The problem was that our suitors wanted to have us both as a package deal and we were hardly ready for two in a bed, much less three or more. But try as we might, neither of us could find anyone we wanted to be with more than with each other. Then inevitably, things changed. Two healthy, sexually frustrated young men sleeping together every night. Something was bound to happen. One morning when Drew awoke with David spooned to his back, his arm across his waist and his hand in Drew's shorts holding his hard cock. As David stirred Drew pulled him even closer ensuring that David would not pull away nor lessen the grip on his cock. Drew began pushing his hips back rubbing his butt on David's hard cock. David woke with a start just as Drew pulled him closer and backed his ass harder into David. "Ummmm you feel so good" David whispered in Drew's ear "I know" Drew murmured. "I want us to feel like this forever." They lay together like that for many minutes until Drew loosened his hold and turned in David's arms to face him, still tightly holding each other. "do you like this Drew asked?" "oh yes... I think I may like this too much." "We've grown up being told that this was wrong" David said, They writhed together getting closer, holding tighter, kissing deeper as the melded into one. They parted only long enough to take off their shorts and Tee shirts and rejoined together flesh to flesh creating an even greater shock to their systems. They lay there naked, pressed together from lips to toes, pulling, grinding and hugging each reaching a sexual peak and their release simultaneously. Twincest "OH DREW...did you feel that. Did it happen to you too?" "Yes...I never...I...David did we climax just holding each other? I never knew...oh how wonderful that felt. This can't be wrong." "I know Drew, I know...and we haven't even done anything together but kiss. I can't wait to feel what actual sex is like." "Listen Drew, I have to tell you this and if you don't want to or can't just say so. I know this is a lot to ask of you.. Drew, please don't think bad of me but I want to do this with you...the sex part... I mean. It just feels like I'm supposed to do this with you. Having you in my life is the best thing to happen to me in a very long time. I do not want anything to stop us from being brothers, twins. But I can't help it. I desire you sexually as well. It's not because it will be like having sex with myself.. I feel you as a twin but I see this hot guy I want to have sex with who knows me inside and out and who I trust completely. Please if you can't or don't want to do this with me, speak up now. Please. It won't change us in any way, I'll still love you as my brother and twin." "Everything you've said is how I feel too, David. We are truly twins, we share the same wants and desires even the same taboos. But I don't feel it is at all wicked or evil. I just want to experience everything with you. It's not because you look like me either, I don't see myself anymore when I look at you and I don't just see my brother I see David who I desire.. I guess it's the newness of each other and not knowing you all my life like other twins do. And yes, I am attracted to you sexually,too. when we were going out trying to find someone to remedy our virginity problem all I could think of was I wanted it to be you. To me you are always the sexiest man in the room." "Me too, Drew it's the same. Can I kiss you again?" "You never have to ask that David. Never" The fireworks started again as their kiss lingered and deepened. David's hand caressed Drew's back and slowly moved downward to cup his buttocks and draw him closer. The hand moved to his chest and pinched a nipple lightly sending a tingling straight to Drew's rigid cock. They broke their kiss and David began kissing his way down Drew's slim body. One hand wrapped lightly around Drew's cock, cradling cock and balls together, causing a gasp to escape Drew's mouth followed by a slow moaning. Drew reached his own hand down to mirror what David was doing to him. Feeling David rigid cock was such a turn on that he fought to keep from cumming. Soon David was kissing his navel and then he was tracing his tongue up the shaft of Drew's cock sending chills through out Drew's body. David had the advantage over his brother in that he had rented and watched porno movies and he was doing what he saw in those movies to his brother. When David's mouth engulfed his cock Drew moaned so loudly his brother thought he was hurt. Soon Drew's hands were brushing through Davids hair, caressing and gently holding his head. Drew talked to his brother telling how wonderful it felt having his cock in his mouth. When David took both of his balls into his mouth Drew screamed out and moaned loudly as David pulled and stretched the cords in his ball sack. Pushing on the backs of Drew's legs raised his butt higher and David rimmed his ass sending Drew in to fits of thrashing about on the bed and calling out his name. Soon Davids tongue stabbing at his hole had Drew pushing back trying to get more into him. Telling drew to stay till David jumped up and rushed to the bathroom and brought back a bottle of Vaseline and lubed his brothers hole. Drew was moaning as Davids fingers loosened him up. Slathering more onto his cock David moved to position himself to enter his brother. Drew lay on his back holding his legs at the knees as David leaned in a kissed him deeply. He told Drew what he was going to do and that Drew should push back on David's thighs when he wanted him to stop and pull on them when he wanted to continue. Drew nodded and David pushed the head of his cock against Drew's hole . As the head slipped past his ring Drew pushed frantically on his brothers legs stopping his entrance. David encouraged him to take deep breaths and try to relax. Leaning forward David kissed his brother deeply, his tongue battling against Drew's, David withdrew his tongue and kissed his eyes, the softness of his neck near the shoulder, going down toward the chest his lips found a nipple and suckled there nipping ever so lightly with his teeth occasionally. Trying his best do distract Drew and let him relax. Soon David felt the slightest tug pulling against his legs and he slowly inched his cock into the intense heat and tightness of Drew's rectum. The slow entry was replayed on Drew's face as David pushed his length into his brother. Drew's closed eyes and audible sigh were the only sounds in the room as David continued his entry. At last David could go no further. He pushed hard against Drew trying to go deeper. Drew's eyes flew open wide, bright and sparkling. He had a look or revelation, something unknown now was reflected in his expression. His eyes twinkled as he ground his butt hard onto David's cock, bring a chill and shiver to David as he continued to push harder to get further into Drew. Pushing harder against Drew he leaned forward kissing Drew deeply, Drew locked his arms around David and held him close.. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming. He circled David's waist with his legs and locked his ankles and pulled David into to him harder, grunting loudly. Drew never imagined that anything could make him feel this good, his entire body felt his sensation, a vibration, sexual fulfillment... David began to withdraw and plunged back slowly bringing a soft mmmmmm from Drew. A few more short strokes and Drew was loosened up and David began the longer strokes that rubbed Drew's prostate each time up and each time down eliciting an Oh! from Drew each time his prostate was rubbed. Faster and faster David fucked his brother finding the feeling unbelievable as he slid in and out of his brothers ass. Drew was in the same state not believing what he had been missing. He never wanted this to stop. David moved ever so slightly and began ramming against Drew's prostate making him moan loudly and beg David to do it harder. Wildly Drew began clawing at David, wanting more of him inside him, Raw sex took over, passions he had never know consumed him. His brothers cock filled him, made him wild with lust, wanting more, deeper, harder FUCK ME, DAVID, FUCK ME Soon they both neared the end. Drew's cock twitched between them and gushed spurt after spurt of semen, the first going over Drew's head, the second landed on his cheek and the rest covered his chest and stomach. David leaned forward and licked the cum from Drew's chest and face and started his own ejaculation in his brothers ass. Spraying his chute with his cum that never seemed to stop. Drew yelled " I feel you cumming in me, it's so hot." David just called his name over and over, " "oh Drew, Drew, Drew...." and fell onto his brother's chest. He lifted his head to kiss Drew and laid his head with his lips pressed against Drew's neck. when their breathing had slowed enough to allow him to speak, Drew said "I had no idea that anything could feel like that. You made me cum so hard it hurt. We'll be doing a lot of this I think" "How did you know how to do all that? Drew asked. "Porno movies" David replied. "I guess I did okay, huh?" Drew laughed and said it was great, "but we'll have a mulligan just to be sure we didn't miss anything, okay!" Now it was David's turn to laugh. "A mulligan? this isn't golf." Drew grinned, " "really, you have to get it in the hole to score, right? But is sure is more fun than golf. When can we going to do this again?" Drew asked grinning. David spoke up, "after you do that to me, you'll get another turn, okay! If it feels that good I've got to have you in me too" "Trust me David. It does feel that good! Are you ready" Drew asked. "Wait a minute or two" David laughed..."it takes a few minutes to recharge all the batteries in these things. he said holding his flaccid cock." "Oh all right. We'll wait" Drew said dejectedly. David looked at Drew with a serious expression on his face and asked "I guess you're okay with what we did, huh?" Drew smiled at him, "David, I'm more than okay with making love with you. That's what we did you know. We made love to each other..wait you made love to me, I get my turn next. But yes, that was much, much more that I had expected. The physical sensations even surpassed what I was expecting, but the emotional aspect was way over the top. I never considered that emotions so strong would be involved. I know that technically what we did was incest. But emotionally you are my lover, not my brother. We have only known that the other existed for less than a month. We're less brothers than we are lovers after what we have just experienced. Sure we look alike, but that doesn't enter into our attraction to each other, at least to me. I do not have any problem or concerns with it. I want you to be my friend, companion and lover. We'll just keep the lover part to ourselves.. Okay?" David got up and returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned their bodies "Wow, I was really worried that you might freak out" David said. "Yes, I want to be your friend, companion and especially your lover. You're right about the looking alike part too. That doesn't cross my mind when we lay together. The only time it becomes an issue with me is when we are in front of a mirror. I am just amazed when I see us side by side, I truly regret growing up without you but now that we are adults, the fact that we weren't together as children will let us be friends and lovers now. I am fairly certain that if we had grown up together as twins we could not have done what did a few minutes ago. We couldn't have accepted it mentally." Drew "So, David, how are your batteries doing now?" "I'm ready" David said. Drew pulled him into a kiss and they stretched and moaned as their hard cocks pressed against each other. Laying on his stomach, David asked Drew to lube him and loosen him up this way, he'd turn to his back when they were ready to start. Drew took the opportunity to nuzzle his face in David's butt before he began the lubing. He was amazed and mesmerized at the clean fresh man musk aroma and loved the feeling of his tongue rimming David's ass. David signaled that he was ready and turned on his back. Drew bent to kiss him with his slick cock bumping against David's hole. Slowly Drew pushed against the hole and suddenly he was in and David was about to scream from the pain. Slowly,as he took deep breaths, the pain eased and he gently pulled at Drew's thighs drawing him in deeper. Drew was in awe of the feeling of his cock sliding into his brother. The heat was wonderful, the slickness was heaven. When his balls lay crushed to Davids he felt Davids legs wrap his waist and lock at the ankles, David tugged forward to seat Drew deeper into him and to pull Drew into a kiss. As the kiss broke, Drew pulled back to Davids ring and plunged back quickly to the depths as far as he could go David gasped then moaned deeply as Drew ground hard at his groin. On Drew's next plunge down, David threw his hips up top meet his thrust and push Drew's cock deeper into him. Drew increased his pace and began slamming into David as he threw his pelvis up to slam into Drew's thrust, Drew changed position slightly and began to hit David's prostate with each stroke. This new sensation was too much for David and his cock began spewing cum at an alarming rate. It covered his face, chest and stomach and he seemed to cum forever moaning Drew's name. Drew leaned in to kiss him and as their tongues met Drew began spewing his semen inside his brother. David renewed his cries "I feel your hot cum coating my insides. I feel you in me.." Drew collapsed atop his brother, David's cum gluing them together. Drew was speechless, unable to make a sound. He wrapped his arms around David and lay there atop him his body shuddering from the unbelievable climax they had just shared. David lowered his legs and held Drew, neither saying a word, just holding on to each other as if their lives depended upon it. David David now knew for certain that he could never leave his brother, his friend and his lover. What they had just shared was a communion of souls, a joining of two spirits into one being. No, he wouldn't leave this, after a lifetime alone he now had Drew and together they made each other complete. He tightened his arms around Drew and whispered in his ear, "we're complete now, I have you and you have me, always, We can't be apart now. After this I wouldn't survive without you. Without you I can't be me. I love you Drew, as my brother and as my lover. I love you." Drew Still unable to form words, Drew lay atop David thinking how incredible their union had been. The physical satisfaction plus the immense emotional release completely drained his mind and body. He knew now why they were both virgins when they met. Their meeting wasn't by chance. They were supposed to share this experience together. The universe sometimes moves in mysterious ways. Their meeting at a time when both had lost the only love they had ever received was not by chance. It was providence. They were meant to be together, to complete the other. Drew felt truly happy for the first time since his childhood. And for the first time in his life he was in love. As they lay together, each holding tight to the other, a peace or calm came over them as they sighed, relaxed and drifted off to sleep, happy and contented to be right where they were....forever. The End Twincest: My Sister and I Ch. 01 I'm Alex, a 19 year old, blonde haired, blue eyed boy. I live in NYC in a small apartment with my twin sister, Ashley. For brother and sister and twins, no one can tell we are related just by looking at us. Ashley is a couple inches shorter than me, brunette, and has green eyes. Our parents gave us the boot when we were only 16 years old. We both have the same job, we're strippers or, as we like to be called, go-go dancers. My sister found this joint for all sexual orientations with stage and nude cage dancers. Once she got hired she got me a job there too. Since we had different last names on our fake IDs and the club didn't know we were related, we would work the same shift. At first it was a tough, but when your young and have no money, you'll do anything get some. Working at the club got us quick cash and off the streets. Now when you're young and making cash like we did, well lets just say it won't be spent wisely. Ashley was in the middle of her shift when she was offered a line of coke from another dancer. Ash found a way to make it thru her shift, and how to have fun while doing it. She bought some the next night after doing lines all night and brought it home. I brought home the beer. After my first line I could understand what she was saying. I felt uncaring, but alive. Now, anytime we drank we always played a card game, cause we were too young to like the taste, so a card game got us drunk faster. On this particular night Ash wanted to try something new. She wanted to add stripping to the game, so we did. My sister was wild like that. I lost the first hand. I started simple and took my socks off since I was a little nervous, my sister was the bolder one. Now she had to take off a piece of clothing, she decided to take off her shirt, she still had a bra underneath. I lost my next hand, I tried to take my belt off. "Alex don't be a pussy, Take actual clothes off" Ashley said. "Fine..." I took my shirt off, I was very in shape, I had a nice chiseled chest. "This is getting good Alex" Ashley teased. Luckily I won the next hand, Ashley took off her pants. She was sitting there in her bra and panties which were a thong. Again I won the next hand. "I always get the good hands Ash." She replied, "Ya I know its not fair." Then she unclasp her bra and her 32 B-cup boobs fell out. I've seen her naked before dancing it normally didn't bother me, but this was different. My sister was 3 feet away with her bare tits in my face, I couldn't help but stare. "You like what you see Alex?" She said. "Umm, N..no you're my sister, that's gross." I lost the next hand and took my pants off. "Got you in your undies too, huh Alex?" Ashley giggled out. "Uhuh" I mumbled back. I Won the next hand, Ashley had to take her last piece of clothing off. She stood up. "Mmm Guess These beter come off now" and turned around with her back facing me. I had to admit her butt looked great in that thong. I tried to clear the thought from my head. But then she pulled down her panties and turned around showing me her shaved pussy. "Guess I won huh ash?" I Spoke. "Not yet.." Said Ash. She had other ideas. "This game isn't over yet Alex, We can play for something else, besides you still have your underwear on." Ashley clearly wanted something more. "I don't know ash, maybe we should stop." "No way this is too fun c'mon Alex" Ash was determined. "Alright Fine, What are we betting?" I said. "We can decide each hand winner gets to pick, ok?" "Yea fine" I mumbled. My sister went to the fridge naked and got out two more beers. I caught myself starring at her body. It was starting to get to me, I felt my dick start growing in my underwear. I hoped I wouldn't lose or she'd know the popped out tent in my pants was because of her. She's my own sister why am I getting hard I thought to myself. So she's a bombshell its not your fault I argued with my brain, or maybe my dick. She dealt the cards out. I had a really crappy hand, What was I going to do? I'll tell you what I did.. I lost. "Take 'em off Alex!" "Ok sis if you can handle it" I said trying to not seem nervous. I pulled my underwear down, I was still hard and I thought she would freak. " Oh Haha Andrew, Maybe you're the one who can't handle it" She teased. "That's it I'm done!!" I said angrily. "No, No, I'm sorry I just didn't expect it. It's ok Alex, really, I'm Flattered." She said in a very nice voice. I sat back down in my seat I decided to deal the next hand. This time I won, And I was going to get even. "I want you to dance Ashley" I said daringly. "Ha. Ok. Easy enough" She said not even seeming phased. Ashley got up, "Hold on, Lemmie get something" Ashley went out of the room and returned with a CD player. She turned it on and started swinging her hips. This might of back fired on me, she looked so hot dancing. Then she came about a foot from me and grabbed her breasts while dancing, she lifted one and licked it seductively. She turned around and bent down placing her lap on my hard dick. She started grinding on me. I was hard as a rock then trying not to grab her and rape her. I could feel her ass grinding on my dick. Then my cock slipped between her legs, her pussy was sliding up and down it. I thought I was gonna blow my load right then but she got up and stopped. "That was fun" She exclaimed "Next hand". My Sister dealt out the cards while drinking some of her beer. I did the same trying to get drunk to forget what just happened. We played out our hand. She finally won a hand. "Alex jerk off in front of me!" She dared. "No way Ash, come on" I argued. "You have to I danced for you" She looked mad. I put my hand on my dick and started stroking it under the table. "Where I can see you!" Nervously I looked at her and moved my chair to where she could see. I started jerking off. I knew it was wrong but I was getting so aroused having my sister watch me. "Wow your dick is pretty big Alex" I was shocked when she said that, "Thanks" I said. It didn't take long before I was starting to get into it. She said I could keep going but I had to play the next round with my other hand. I kept jerking off as slow as I could to prolong cumming. She dealt the hand out and I lost again. "What else could you possibly want me to do" I said. "Nothing, I wan you to let me do it to you" She replied. "Do what?" "Jerk you off, ok?" Maybe I was afraid of her getting mad, or maybe I drank to much. Maybe I was just too horny. "Ok I guess" I answered. Ashley reached out and grabbed my cock. Once she did it hit me that I was having my sister jerk me off. I knew I needed to stop her but it felt so good, so I let her continue... She kept pumping my cock, She was real good at it. Her hands were much smaller and warmer then mine, they felt great. "Alex" She said. "Ye Ashley, What?" I replied "Do you think you could close your eyes for a second?" she asked. "I wanna try something" I did, but I didn't expect what happened next. Something felt warmer on my dick. Something felt...Wet. I opened my eyes and my own sister had her lips wrapped around the top of my extended cock. I was so freaked out but I still didn't fight her off. She was really good at sucking dick, I didn't think she'd done it before but she was a natural. I put my hand on her arm as she kept sucking me. She started to lick my foreskin while the head was in her mouth. That drove me absolutely crazy, I could tell I was dripping precum down her throat. Ashley stopped sucking and stood up. "Alex, do you think we could have sex?" She asked. "Please we're practically like best friends, I love you Alex" The way she said it turned me on so much I couldn't refuse. By this time I also didn't feel like it was wrong, She was right she loved me and I also loved her, sister or not. "Ya Ashley we can, I love you too" With that, Ashley pulled me up by my hand and brought us into our bedroom. We shared a room anyway because it was cheaper. She laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of her. "Alex please take me" She said. I crawled on top of her. She leaned up and kissed me. Her tongue parted my lips. I returned the kiss passionately. I felt her arching her hips at me. She reached down and placed my swollen cock head at her tight virgin hole. I slowly pushed the head of my dick in. She was so small inside that I had to force it in a bit. After I got in past my cock's head the shaft slipped inside of her cunt easily. "O god Alex it feels sooo good." She screamed. "I love you Ash" I kissed her collar bone as I spoke. I started pushing into her further. I rubbed her clit as I screwed my twin sister. All I could think about was that she was my sister and that turned me on even more. I fucked her harder and harder. She was crying out my name over and over again. I started to suck on her small B cup tits, I could tell she liked it, she kept arching her back and pushing her boobs into my mouth further. Her young pussy felt so good on my dick. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. We kissed more while I drilled my sisters little fuck hole. "Cum for me Alex" She cried. I started hammering her out faster and deeper. I was determined to drop my load into my sister's little pussy. I started to lose my rhythm and I knew I was close. I drove my fat cock into her as deeply as I could, shooting my load far into my sister's open slit like a wild animal. She Dug her nails into my back as each blast of cum shot out from me into her. I slowed my humping down and collapsed on her. "O god Alex That was amazing!" She let out. I just replied by kissing her. We fell asleep in bed together that night while I was still inside her. That was the first time we had sex. We both knew it would not be the last time either. Twincestuosity *All persons in this story are at least 18 years of age* *I'm trying something new...This story is a bit on the weird side, which might not appeal to everyone, so I will only continue with more chapters if it maintains a HOT rating. If not, then I will move on to another sordid tale.* Part 1: Unreality When Alexa was 11 years old, she developed a very strange ability that she would remain completely unaware of for the next few years. Whenever she would go to sleep, she would have someone else's dreams. At first it was difficult to understand that this was happening since dreams typically happen in the first person and rarely would she ever see her reflection in these dreams. But through a series of events and various information that she would later remember, she began to realize that she was always a boy in her dreams. That fact would prove important in later discovering that her dreams belonged to the same boy every time. Initially she just assumed that, like many of her dreams prior to puberty, very strange things would happen that could not be easily explained and that were often times impossible. Dreams were like that, they were weird and bizarre and sometimes disturbing. Dreaming that she was the opposite sex didn't exactly raise any red flags for her. But over time, as she observed that all of her dreams had this one thing in common, she did come to appreciate that there might be some importance to this fact. Maybe she was a lesbian, she thought, or she secretly wanted to be a boy. Seeing an erect penis on the internet, a very big one at that, seemed to dissuade this notion quickly. She found herself reacting quite normally to the image, and not once did it cause her to desire having one attached to her body. She just wanted one inside of her body, and this didn't seem out of the ordinary to her. After confirming her heterosexuality, and finding no confusion in her gender identity, she moved on from this line of reasoning. Stranger still were the many times the dreams would be erotic. In those dreams, she would have a penis and it would be sexually manipulated, ending in the expected result of such manipulation. Her (or rather "his" she supposed) penis would get the most wonderful feeling and would ejaculate copious amounts of semen. Usually the dream ended abruptly at this exact time, which was a very confusing feeling for her to translate into reality. After all, she had no such penis in real life. The orgasm was very real, however, filled with pleasure and relief. The relief part was the strangest, since her own masturbatory orgasms didn't bring the same feeling exactly. There was no physical expulsion of fluids to the same scale, although her sheets would be soiled appropriately during these wet dreams as was expected. She continued having these dreams as the next few years went on. There were some rare occasions when she would dream as herself, which only puzzled her. But the vast majority of times she dreamt, it would be in the body of the same boy. The people who would interact sexually with her in the dreams seemed to be entirely women, which would often compel her to seek out lesbian pornography to test whether her sexuality was changing. She found images of women having sex pleasant and even beautiful but not arousing to the point where she desired to act them out. The mystery continued into her later teens. The wet dreams eventually stopped and any erotic encounters would simply frustrate her and cause her to awaken with pent up desires to touch the missing appendage that had been aching for someone's touch in the dreams. Masturbation of her vagina was not especially effective for her to relieve this feeling, for obvious reasons. She pondered whether or not she should seek out professional help, but how could she know for certain whether or not other people experienced this same thing? It wasn't exactly the topic of conversation between her friends or family. When she was 19 years old, something happened that finally gave a clue as to the origins of these strange dreams. It was something both embarrassing and intriguing. Her fraternal twin brother, Devin, walked in on her naked in the bathroom. It hadn't exactly been a pleasant experience, of course. She had just stepped out of the shower and was still dripping wet, but hadn't locked the bathroom door. Devin was known for barging in on her, quite innocently but also frequently. Maybe he wanted to sneak a peek of her, and on some level she felt complimented by that possibility, but mostly she found it annoying. She remembered shouting at him as she reached for a towel. Her wet hair in her face and the fact that the towel had fallen from the towel rack made this very difficult, and it took her many agonizing seconds to find it. All the while, Devin stared at her dripping nudity with his mouth hanging slack and his eyes wide. "What the hell!" Alexa yelled at him. "God, why don't you ever knock?" Devin was truly caught off guard, which might have meant that he had not actually meant to catch her naked. She felt oddly disappointed at that, considering how proud she was of her athletic physique. She didn't have the biggest boobs, but she did maintain a slender figure and still managed to keep her mother's hourglass figure. She had been a runner for most of her high school life, and the rest was probably due to good genes. "Sorry Lex," Devin said. Alexa was wrapping the towel around herself, but the damage had been done. He had seen it all, she knew. God, and she had just shaved her pussy! Her own brother would know what her bare cunt looked like...not to mention her tits and ass. "So?" she said with a look of agitation. "What do you want?" "I just needed my iPod," he said, and fetched it from the vanity where he had left it earlier that day. They shared this bathroom since it was downstairs between their bedrooms. He was always leaving his stuff around the house like this. Alexa, on the other hand, was the organized one of the two. It was strange how they were such polar opposites even though they were twins. She put her hand on her hip and just stood there waiting for him to leave. Devin eyed her up and down once more, probably unintentionally but quite visibly, and Alexa sighed. "You're a perv," she said, and turned toward the mirror to begin drying her hair. It wasn't exactly an uncommon scenario for two similarly-aged siblings to find themselves in, and it wasn't the thing that clued her in to the source of her bizarre dreams. It was the aftermath of that accidental encounter that she dreamed about later, still in the unknown boy's body, that made her realize what was going on. It didn't seem possible, but she couldn't deny that it must be happening. That night, she dreamt that she walked in on herself in the bathroom, just as Devin had done. It was the exact same moment, only from her brother's point of view. She saw herself naked and dripping wet, feeling very aroused and attracted to her female flesh. It was not unlike the way she felt during her previous erotic dreams in this boy's body. It was what often compelled her to look at images of sexy women while she fingered her cunt to somewhat disappointing results. Seeing herself in this light, though, was very surreal. In the dream, rather than being upset as she had actually been earlier that day, she watched herself approach and allow the boy to touch her naked body all over. The boy did so, cautiously at first but then with a boldness that surprised her, and she found herself entranced by the out-of-body experience of pawing her own body hungrily. She felt something between her legs and looked down to see that she had a sizable erection. She had seen this particular penis before many times, practically memorizing its details from the many erotic dreams she had experienced wherein she had plunged "her" penis into various girls' tight pussies. She had enjoyed that immensely, and wondered if she was about to witness this boy fuck her. Though she had no control of the dream, and never had before, she could feel the compulsions that the boy felt. He wanted to fuck her badly. It felt forbidden to him, though, and that nearly revealed everything to Alexa. Hearing herself speak was what clinched it for her. "I'm gonna fuck my own sister..." she heard herself say in the dream, in her brother's distinct voice. For the entire time that she experienced Devin touching her and penetrating her vagina, she was dumbfounded. The dream lasted a long while too, with Devin fingering her ass and eating her pussy between penetrations. There was definitely some pent up tension being released, as if Devin had been attracted to her for a long time but had never consciously accepted the fact. She had never experienced any dreams that involved her before, or she had simply not remembered them. She might have realized the source of her dreams much sooner if she had. "I'm coming!" Devin cried out as he pulled his cock from her slick cunt and she watched herself kneel before him just like in a porno. The whole time they had been fucking, Alexa felt it as if Devin's penis was her own. She had felt herself starting to cum at the same time as him, feeling the ghost penis between her legs tense up in glorious climax. When he spurted thick and heavy loads into her face, it felt like she was the one doing it. It felt wonderful, better than the orgasms she remembered having when she was younger. This was the first real wet dream she had experienced in a few years. When it was all over, she looked down to see herself nursing on Devin's (her) thick cock. It was a trip watching a copy of yourself suck your own cock. Perhaps more interesting was the realization that you were experiencing your own brother's dreams, and he was currently dreaming about fucking you! Alexa awoke slowly and pleasantly, feeling the once-familiar stirrings of her ghost penis as it began to deflate after a particularly good orgasm. She absently rubbed at her cunt beneath the sheets. She had refrained from sleeping without panties on once the wet dreams had started those years back. Once they had died down, and it was safe to have her bare cunt exposed beneath the covers without soaking her sheets, she had gone back to being nude in bed. As a result, she felt a large wet spot beneath her. It didn't bother her though, she was already lost in rubbing her vagina firmly and slowly until she couldn't take it anymore. She whipped the covers aside and began rubbing her clit. The whole time she masturbated, even during the rather abrupt orgasm that occurred as a result, she thought about Devin. Why had she been having his dreams all these years? What was the connection besides the fact that they were twins? Why did puberty trigger it? She had many questions, but no apparent way to answer them. She couldn't just talk to him about it. He would be horribly embarrassed, shocked even, and more realistically, he wouldn't believe her. She didn't sleep much the rest of the night. She continued to think about this rather unbelievable situation from a different perspective, not just a strange thing that was happening to her without reason or worry, but as a distinct ability that must have a purpose. Did all twins share this strange occurrence? It seemed to be only one way, since she only dreamt Devin's dreams and he was obviously dreaming them. She felt like a voyeur who was doing something immoral and wrong, though she didn't want to. Once she had accepted the fact that this was actually happening to her, and there was nothing she could do about it, she found herself going back to the same detail over and over again. Devin had dreamt about fucking her, his own sister, and had seemed quite thrilled to do so. She knew dreams didn't translate directly into reality, but she also didn't expect him to live out the dream so enthusiastically. It wasn't as if he had been fucking someone else who suddenly turned into her, like she remembered happening when he had dreamt about some girl he liked sucking his dick and after he filled her mouth with cum she was suddenly their aunt Gayle. She still remembered the awkward feeling that she had experienced just before waking up from that dream. Devin certainly hadn't entertained incestuous feelings about that encounter with any enthusiasm. After another orgasm, Alexa decided to get up early and get ready for the day before Devin woke up. She didn't relish having to face him knowing what he had just dreamt about. She felt flattered, of course, in the unavoidable realization that a member of the opposite sex found her attractive. Someone, somewhere, had wanted to put their penis in her. That was nice to think about. She showered, making sure the door was locked this time, and combed her hair in the mirror. She imagined herself as she had seen in the dream, her dark red hair matted and her face covered in her brother's cum. The visual was still strong in her memory, and she almost felt as if the reflection in the mirror was the girl that she had watched herself have sex with. She reached out her hand and touched the mirror where her reflection's finger met hers. Feeling the smooth flat surface of the mirror was reassuring on some level, and she shook the sensation. She looked over her naked body and admired it, as she sometimes did inadvertently. She wasn't vain in any way, but appreciated that she could be desirable to others. A few boys had experienced the pleasure of her body by now and she had received no complaints. The thought made her realize some of the sexual conquests her brother must have had as well, judging by the dreams she now knew belonged to him. Various details about the more memorable dreams came back to her and she just stood in front of the mirror as each realization opened inside her mind. It was all getting a bit too much again, and she had to do something else to keep from going crazy. She went back to her room and laid on her bed, still naked, ignoring the wet spot on her sheets. She laid on her side and thought about whether or not she should say anything to Devin. She felt like something had been opened up inside of her brain now that she knew it was his dreams she was seeing. She remembered back to the few times she could ever remember having her own original dreams, and identified that they were occasions where she and Devin had not been in the same house. If he wasn't around, then she didn't share his dreams. That had to mean something! She had to tell him, if only to get to the bottom of this. If he didn't believe her, then so be it. She sat up on the bed and was about to throw her legs over the edge when a very strong sexual urge came over her. She literally groaned when she felt it course through her groin, and instinctively reached down to grab the throbbing penis that demanded her touch. Of course, there was no penis, and she grasped at nothing. She was confused as to why she had felt that way suddenly, since she hadn't dreamt anything for hours. Sometimes she felt her ghost penis right after a wet dream, but never suddenly like this while she was awake. The strong urge was back again and she closed her eyes as she felt the blissful sensation of something tightly gripping the penis she felt like she unexplainably had. She opened her eyes and looked down again to see only her naked vagina, swollen and red from her arousal. Still, even though she couldn't see it with her eyes, she felt like a hand was wrapped around a fleshy appendage between her thighs and squeezing it most delightfully. If she had been dreaming, she would understand that the boy whose body she was dreaming through was masturbating. He was touching his own penis and she was feeling the sensation. But this wasn't a dream. She pinched herself, hard, to make sure of that. Besides, she wasn't looking through the boy's eyes, she was in her own body and staring down at her own body in her own bedroom. This was not a dream. Despite all impossibility, she moaned softly as she felt the hand on her ghost penis start to run up and down the shaft. It gripped her penis expertly and pulled at it wonderfully, steadily working itself to greater and greater pleasure. Just when she thought it would reach its peak and shoot off, the hand would relax and allow the feeling to wash over her, before resuming its work. Whoever was masturbating her imaginary penis knew just what to do to keep her edging like that. Someone could only do that to themselves, it would be impossible for another person to manipulate someone else's genitals to such expertise. It was Devin! Alexa was sure of it. He was masturbating right now, and she was feeling it happen! She wasn't just sharing his dreams now, she was actually feeling the sexual pleasure that he was giving to himself. Had her revelation about the source of her phantom dreams caused the ability to shift somehow? And did that mean that the connection was two-way now, meaning that Devin had felt her pleasure as she had masturbated earlier? She had done it multiple times even! Had he felt all of that like she was feeling him now? The myriad of questions in her mind all came to a climax as her ghost penis did, and she threw her head back as it overtook her senses. She could feel Devin shooting off onto his stomach and chest, could feel his sperm rising up through his shaft to seek release, could enjoy the hot splatter of it on her skin. Her female responses to that ultimately arousing act made the experience all the more enjoyable, perhaps more so than just what he felt. She found herself smiling as it finished, until she could feel the hand go slack and her invisible testicles were tingling with pleasure. She felt the relief that a male must feel after orgasm, the same relief that had evaded her those years ago when she had tried to recreate it after a wet dream. She trailed her fingers down her body, across her breast and down to her hip, as if to play with the non-existent semen that decorated her body. She rubbed her pussy briefly, before remembering that this sexual connection could be two-way, and abruptly stopped. She felt the extreme temptation to run into Devin's room to confirm that he had just masturbated, even though she was certain he had and she was right about what was happening. She quickly threw on a t-shirt and forgot about any underwear as she opened her bedroom door and bounded down the hall. She purposely opened his door without knocking and burst into his room, seeing him pulling a shirt over his head. His head whipped around to see who was entering his room unannounced, and must have forgot about his sprouting erection beneath his boxer briefs. Alexa's eyes were immediately drawn to it, and she couldn't hold back her smile. He would, of course, think she was just teasing him by focusing on it so blatantly. In reality, she was smiling because she had confirmed that she was right. Only, what did that really mean? "Look who's the perv," Devin said to her, and turned his back to her to hide his tent. Alexa couldn't keep from smiling even though she really tried. "Just wanted you to get a taste of your own medicine." He snorted. "Don't you know to leave a guy alone first thing in the morning?" She tried to say something that might reveal further details innocently. "You must have been having a nice dream." "Like I would tell you," he replied, pulling on a pair of shorts he had picked up off the floor. "You can tell me," Alexa said, walking toward him. As her thighs brushed together, she was suddenly made aware of her nakedness under the t-shirt. Of course, at the moment Devin turned to face her, his erection having subsided enough that it was no longer tenting his briefs. Alexa nervously pulled at the bottom of her shirt to keep her lower parts hidden from him. Twincestuosity "What do you want to know?" he asked her, probably calling her bluff. She shifted anxiously, partly because she would die of embarrassment if he knew her pussy was only inches from being exposed, and because she was dying to know if he had felt anything from her the way she had felt him. He would have been asleep when she was masturbating, but maybe he dreamed about it. "What do you dream about?" she asked. "You know, when you get your stiffies?" That made Devin laugh, and remarkably he didn't try to deny anything. They were fairly open with each other, not to any extreme degree, but even if he didn't want to talk about something, he wouldn't flat out deny it. He eyed her curiously, taking in her appearance seriously for the first time. It was unusual for her to walk around in just a t-shirt. His male eyes found it intriguing to know what she had on underneath it, even if she was his sister. Any partially naked woman, attractive or unattractive, related or unrelated, was intriguing at the very least. "Mind your own business Lex!" he said while simultaneously lunging playfully at her with his hands. He had meant to tickle her, maybe, or do something innocently playful. Alexa responded by shrieking and jumping backwards, inadvertently making her t-shirt hike up above her hips for about a second. Devin was watching for that, either on purpose or instinctively, and saw her completely bare vagina. His eyes widened and locked onto it, even though the shirt fell back down to hide it again. Alexa felt her face and neck flush, knowing by the look on his face what had happened. She had not intended to expose herself to him, for the second time in two days. But like him, she couldn't deny that something had happened when it clearly had. "What the..." was his only verbal response. His eyes, though, were about to burn the t-shirt right off. "I...forgot to put panties on," Alexa explained rather weakly. Something about Devin's expression told her that his mind was churning. Of course he would be shocked, maybe aroused even, but he was staring off into nothing at the moment even though his eyes were facing her. Seeing her naked had perhaps triggered the memory of his dream last night, where he had fucked her up and down the bathroom. Maybe it reminded him of some unnatural feelings of a phantom vagina being rubbed, if this was a two-way street after all. "Are you ok?" Alexa asked, nervously pointing her feet inward and bouncing up onto the balls of her feet. The movement probably only drew more attention to her body, but she couldn't help it. "I..." Devin shook his head. "Yeah, I'm fine." "I'm gonna go now," Alexa finally said and hurried out of Devin's room. Safely back in her own room, Alexa quickly shut her door and leaned her back against it while she breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced down her body and reached her hand underneath the bottom of her t-shirt to her bare crotch. She touched her pussy, spreading the lips with her fingers, and felt how wet she was. God, she was nearly dripping! The sensation of her ghost penis was gone by now, but her own arousal lingered. She so badly wanted to masturbate in what would only be a futile attempt to satiate the sexual frustration she felt, but she was worried that Devin would somehow know what she was doing. Did that matter? She didn't think any less of him knowing that he had just masturbated. Of course, he would only be confused as to how he was aware of it, and maybe feeling it too. She couldn't risk it, not yet. She needed to think this out, and quickly, if she would ever have an orgasm of her own again. How could she explain to her brother that she had been spying on his dreams for the past decade, and now she was sharing his orgasms too? More than just his orgasms, but if today was not an isolated incident, every sexual feeling and sensation he had. Perhaps more telling was the unasked question she hadn't yet permitted herself to ask: Why was I so fucking turned on by the fact that this is my own brother? Part 2: Floodgates Over the next few weeks, things were a bit awkward for Alexa. Devin hadn't been strange around her at all. She would have thought that, after her embarrassing reveal of her private parts, he might blush or act sheepishly around her. When he did not, it irritated her a bit. Why did she have to endure this bizarre occurrence all by herself, and he couldn't give her one nervous glance? One evening at dinner, as their parents were discussing some inane topic, Alexa found herself constantly staring at her brother across the table. He seemed to barely notice, and even when he would look up from his plate and see her looking at him, he just made a face or stuck out his tongue with chewed food decorating its surface, and then go back to ignoring her. She didn't bother to avert her eyes as she thought deeply about her situation. Up until last night, he hadn't had any more dreams about fucking her, which had both relieved and disappointed her. For that first day after she realized what was going on, she avoided masturbating in case he did feel some small part of their seemingly one-way connection. It was very difficult, especially when he had started stroking off later that night. She would discover that it was his routine, over the course of the next few weeks. Each time, she would be nearly paralyzed by the surreal feeling of an invisible appendage between her legs being stroked to heavenly ecstasy until she swore it exploded all over her. She would feel the orgasm as if she was having it herself, but after it was over there was no penis between her legs and no stray cum to clean up. She could only stand one night of experiencing Devin's masturbatory sensations before she gave up on her self-discipline. Once he had started in again on himself the next night, at least giving her the morning off, she closed her eyes and joined in with him. It was more difficult than it may have sounded, but trying to concentrate on two simultaneous, and quite unique, physical stimuli took some getting used to. That first time when she rubbed her pussy while she felt him rubbing his cock, she couldn't get her orgasm quite right and she ended up frigging herself to exhaustion trying to get there along with him. It didn't happen, though she was able to finish the job afterward to some satisfaction. The next day, sometime in the afternoon oddly enough, Devin masturbated again and she was able to excuse herself to her room without making an obvious show of her difficulty walking. She actually came first this time, and when Devin spewed only moments later, she thought she was walking on a cloud it felt so good. She was starting to learn his habits and his timing. She realized that if he went out with friends, he would usually masturbate right when he came home. His dreams weren't giving her any clues, since they had been quite boring lately, but she suspected that he was sexually attracted to one of his female friends. He was a good looking kid and some of his friends were very cute. If he stayed home or was otherwise busy for the day, he would wait until he went to bed to jerk off. Alexa, on the other hand, usually masturbated at least twice as much as he did. She would always do it with him, of course with him not knowing what was happening, and usually she would have to relieve herself either soon after, since it felt so damn good, and a few times she had been so excited about her impending double-orgasm that she had to rub one out preemptively. Alexa was still staring at Devin as he finished eating, and was playing over in her mind the dream that he had involuntarily shared with her last night. It was the first time she had seen herself since that first time weeks ago. It hadn't been only her, but in fact Devin had dreamt about fucking her friend Emma and out of nowhere she had joined in on the fun. That had been a nice dream, she had to admit. She had felt his arousal at the situation, his typical male response to witnessing two girls getting it on, the instant he came while they were both gobbling on his knob. She had awoken with a start, before feeling his orgasm, and was incredibly frustrated. That was the subject of her thoughts at this moment. That frustration was becoming a real nuisance. Someone on the outside looking in might think, wouldn't the double-orgasm be enough reward to offset that frustration? Well, no unfortunately, because Alexa knew that Devin was not going to live at home forever, and neither was she. She was becoming addicted to that feeling now, which was completely irreproducible by any other means. They would eventually part ways and there would be no possibility for her to experience these unnatural voyeuristic moments unless she was in close proximity to her brother while he jerked off. The chances of that happening were slim. If only her friend Emma knew what naughty things they had done to Devin's big cock... Alexa could see why Devin would find her attractive. She had larger breasts than Alexa, and seemed curvier all around. In the dream, Devin had seemed especially taken by her ass. He hadn't fucked it, but had thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of each cheek in his clutches. Alexa would need to find some threeway porn tonight to scratch the itch he had left in her mind. Porn! That would be an interesting addition to the mix. What if she watched porn while she masturbated along with Devin? Maybe the extra visual stimulation would make her orgasm even more powerful! She shook her head, fortunately not enough to bring any attention to herself. She needed to get these thoughts out of her head before she did something stupid. She was already fantasizing about telling Devin what she was experiencing and somehow trying to prove to him that it was real. But what end would that serve? It would only make him stop masturbating near her, and she didn't want that to stop any earlier than necessary. Her vagina was nearly always wet now in anticipation. She was driving herself crazy. That night, as she lay in bed naked waiting for Devin to start his usual business, she thought about somehow branching out in her apparent ability. She didn't know how she would do it, or what she would do exactly, but if just knowing the identity of the dreamer had caused such a big change in her experiences, surely there could be even more she would discover. Maybe she could unlock the power to share her own sensations with Devin. She had been afraid of that initially, but now it was feeling more like fair play. Would that be the best way to introduce him to her strange little reality? She built up her courage to approach him and say something to him, but before she decided what to do she felt the ghost penis stirring to life between her thighs. She groaned as she felt Devin firmly grasp his penis and squeeze it. It came to life so suddenly, she wondered what had made him so horny so quickly. She was becoming quite familiar with his usual sensations, and this was different to some degree. Even stranger was the slow, languid way he was masturbating. Usually he got straight to business, which was how Alexa liked it herself. Tonight he was teasing himself, even running his finger down his balls and touching himself just below them. Alexa was surprised how good that felt, and she ventured her own finger to the small spot between her pussy and her asshole. She had never done any kind of anal stimulation before, and this wasn't exactly the same thing anyway, but she became very curious about the subject. Devin didn't keep fingering his taint, but eventually gripped his foreskin and just casually jacked it up and down his shaft. He was not seeking any real release. Maybe he was watching porn and wanted to make it last long enough to get through the scene. Alexa had an unfair advantage she supposed when it came to that. If she came too soon, she could just keep rubbing until it happened again. "You better not drag this out too long," she muttered to herself, or him rather as if he could hear her. She was trying her best to match his pace. She dipped her fingers into her cunt and smeared her juices around her lips idly. She circled her clit a few times before relenting and letting the pleasure die down. Then she was back at it again until her cunt spasmed, and she would let off for a few seconds. She was teasing herself just as Devin was, albeit with completely different methods. It was late, and she knew their parents were fast asleep, so it was perhaps this fact that impelled her to act on her newfound courage. She would spy on her brother as he pleasured himself, maybe see what kind of pornography he enjoyed, and hopefully catch him in the act. To what end, she still wasn't sure. It could be risky, and she certainly didn't want him to stop. Or, maybe she did. Maybe a part of her knew this couldn't continue, or else she might go mad. Maybe another part of her suspected that if she clued him in to the truth, things might get even better than she thought they could be... She threw on a t-shirt and crept out of her room quietly. Just like that time before, she had no panties on. She didn't think it mattered at this point. She was going to confront her brother about everything and see where it led. If she was lucky, they would both still be getting off in the process. She only hoped he didn't suddenly finish himself before she got there. The whole time she tiptoed to his room, she could feel Devin's slow and steady jerking. She could sense his penis between her legs even as she walked. A droplet of her pussy juice trickled down her inner thigh in response to the stimulation. God, it was so tempting to just sit down on the floor and bring herself off. The teasing was killing her. But at least it seemed she would have enough time to interrupt him before he shot off. Alexa saw a flickering light under his door. He had the light off and he was watching something, either TV or his laptop. She placed her ear to his door and listened for any sounds that would give him away. He could have his TV at full volume and their parents wouldn't hear from their bedrooms upstairs. That meant they could also have a conversation without being heard too. Agonizingly slowly, Alexa twisted his doorknob until it clicked. She waited in case he heard her and came to investigate, but the muffled sounds coming from his room were steady and judging by the feeling between her legs, he was still jerking himself quite rhythmically. She opened his door slightly and peered in through the crack. She could see Devin sitting on his bed from the side. He was staring intently at his laptop and his arm was moving exactly on pace with what Alexa was feeling. It was almost entrancing to watch his movements and feel them simultaneously on her ghost penis. If he had actually been trying to cum, she probably wouldn't have been able to stay so quiet and motionless. It was like slinking across the floor with a vibrator in her pants, only it was on a gentle buzzing setting that was more calming than anything. Alexa opened Devin's door further until she could crawl inside. She shut the door behind her, miraculously keeping her movements silent and unnoticed, and just sat there for a moment to make sure he didn't see her. He was very engrossed in his porn, which only made her want to see what it was even more. She stayed low and tried to keep out of his peripheral vision as she moved closer to his bed. She managed to sneak over to the opposite side of his nightstand and remain there unseen while at the same time getting a clear view of his laptop. Anal. He was watching anal sex. Alexa was a bit surprised, since she hadn't ever felt the need to seek out porn on that particular subject, but it didn't disgust her by any means. She was fairly open minded about that sort of stuff. She felt a thrill at being the voyeur once again, but this time while she was awake. She watched the anal porn along with her brother and even ventured fingering herself a bit. She didn't exactly want him to catch her spying on him like this, but whatever the result of this little adventure, she knew things would change between them tonight. Devin began to huff and jerk faster, and Alexa could feel the pleasure increasing between her legs. The ghost penis was so hard and thick, and she could feel his grasp of it as if she was clutching it herself. She found it hard to keep her panting down, and bit her lip. She was openly masturbating though by this point, still unseen by him but not hiding her movements at all. He had only to lose his focus temporarily to notice her there only a few feet away, but he was in the zone, and the slut getting her butt pounded was about to get a hot load all over her face. Devin let out a moan followed by a series of weak grunts as he began spewing. Alexa gasped out loud and couldn't hold back from experiencing the whole thing herself along with her own climax. Her fingers were jammed up into her pussy and she was pulling at it fiercely. Her eyes were closed the whole time but she could feel it all, the wonderful build up in his shaft and the tingling in his balls before his cum erupted from the tip. Each ejaculation was wrenched out of him with a delicious intensity, and the feel of his hot sperm landing on his stomach only made her savor the imagined taste of it. When she had come down from it all, she opened her eyes and saw that her brother had finally noticed her sitting on his floor. With dripping cock still in hand, he just stared at her with his mouth open. Being caught like this in the throes of his self-pleasure was awkward enough, but seeing your own sister suddenly sitting in your room masturbating along with you was pretty weird. They just stared at each other for a good long while. "What the..." Devin tried to find the words but they just weren't there. Alexa withdrew her fingers from her sopping vagina and nervously clutched her hands together at her stomach. She smiled sheepishly at him. "I...heard something coming from your room," she said. "I wanted to see what it was." Devin suddenly realized the porn movie was still playing on his laptop, and he clumsily closed it while trying not to get cum all over it. His jerking hand was very slimy after that impressive load, and he had cum running down his stomach now. "Jesus fuck," he said as he got his bearings. "What are you doing?" "I just told you," Alexa answered. "I didn't want to interrupt you, so I just watched." "You watched me jerk off?!" he exclaimed. "Why?" She shrugged. "It was interesting. I dunno, I kinda liked it." Devin just stared at her for a moment, and then glanced down to see that she was only wearing the t-shirt, again. "What is with you?" he asked. "It's almost like you have a thing for me or something." She smiled. That line of reasoning would work just fine. "I guess I just wanted to know what a guy...does, you know?" She cocked her head curiously. "Is that so bad?" Devin grabbed his previously discarded shirt and wiped his body and hand with it. He shook his head and laughed. "You are really twisted." "Can't argue, I guess," Alexa replied. Seeing that she wasn't making any attempt to move, Devin just sat on his bed on top of his blankets with his softening penis dangling free. He wasn't exactly shy about it, and it seemed that his sister wanted to see it for some reason, so why not let her? She fidgeted on his floor as she was obviously trying not to stare at it. "What's with the commando thing?" he asked finally. "Commando?" He nodded. "No underwear. Seems to be a trend with you." She blushed. "I, uh...I sleep naked." "Then why the shirt?" He seemed to be challenging her with the question. She caught on. "Want me to take it off?" Devin chuckled, but when she pulled her shirt up and over her head and tossed it aside, his mouth dropped open again. She was completely naked now, sitting only a few feet in front of him. He was just as naked, and even though he had literally just cum, he felt his penis responding. Twincestuosity "Are you going to dream about Emma again tonight?" Alexa asked bravely. Devin started to smile dismissively, but then realized that her question was not just odd but accurate. He gave her a strange look. "I didn't tell you about that, did I?" he said. She smiled. "Or maybe you'd rather dream about fucking me in the bathroom again?" Devin's face went pale. How did she know about that? "Or maybe Emma and I could suck your cock again," Alexa continued, quite enjoying the reaction she was getting. "How the fuck...?" He seemed both confused and intrigued. Alexa stood and stretched, displaying her nakedness for him to take in. She felt empowered to be spilling her secret to him. She felt like she could do or say anything right now. "Remember that time when you were, like, twelve, and you had that wet dream about Dora the Explorer?" Devin was beyond horrified, and his stiffening penis was now a limp noodle. His gorgeous sister's nudity now seemed so insignificant compared to his personal memories being dug up and thrown back at him like this. "How come you never dreamt about fucking me until now?" Alexa asked with a sad expression. "I was a little insulted that I had to flash you my pussy before you'd even think about me in that way." Devin continued to be horrified and just stared back at her. Alexa realized she was teasing him much too cruelly, and sauntered over to him. She reached down and touched his penis, feeling it in person for the first time ever. But the feel of it was very familiar to her by now. Devin was too shocked to move away or stop her. "I'm just messing with you," she assured him as she knelt between his knees. "But you wouldn't believe what I've been through." Without another word, Alexa leaned down low and flicked her tongue across Devin's cock, tasting a drop of cum that had collected at the tip. That very intimate move seemed to finally trigger his reactions. He leaped up from the bed and fell onto the floor behind him. Alexa laughed at the amusing display, but Devin was not amused. "This is a dream, right?" he said. "I'm still asleep. This isn't real. How could you know all those things?" Alexa clapped her hands together. "I wish this were a dream. I wish you would dream about me again. I quite enjoyed thumbing my own ass as I pounded myself on the sink with your dick." Stop teasing him! she thought to herself. "I'm kidding," she said, backing away from his bed a step. "I didn't think you'd believe me if I just told you, so I had to embarrass you like that. I'm sorry. I couldn't think of any other way." "What the hell are you talking about?" he nearly shouted at her. She held up a finger to her mouth. "Be quiet, or you'll wake up Mom and Dad. If you come sit on the bed with me, I'll explain everything." Alexa plopped on his bed and crossed her legs indian style, then patted the mattress next to her. Devin was cautious, reluctant, but eventually sat next to her. He kept his legs hanging over the mattress though, ready to spring up again at any moment. Alexa looked at him seriously. "I don't know why, but ever since I went through puberty, I've been having your dreams. Whatever you're dreaming, I dream. The only time it doesn't happen is if we're not in the same house when we're sleeping." Devin shook his head. "That is the craziest thing I ever heard." "But how else do you explain how I know what you dreamt for the last few years? Aunt Gayle, in the backseat of Dad's car? You were fucking some girl from your class and after you came she turned into Gayle." Devin's face had that shocked, horrified look again. "I can name them all," Alexa continued. "You fucked Britney, Rachel, Lisa, our babysitter Mary, a bunch of others. It petered out after you started to grow out of it, but then a few weeks ago when you saw me naked, you dreamt about me that night. We were in the bathroom just like when you saw me, except instead of being mad at you, I walked over and started touching your weiner. You did really naughty things to me and came all over my face. I was sucking on you gently and eating your cum right before you woke up." Devin looked down as he tried to process everything. She was telling the truth of course, and he felt so exposed and vulnerable suddenly. Being naked with her on his bed wasn't half as embarrassing as realizing that your sister knew all of those things about you. "How?" he finally said, looking up at her with confusion. She shrugged. "I don't know. It's been happening for years. I didn't even know whose dreams I was having until a few weeks ago when you had that wet dream about me. But...ever since then...something else has been happening." Devin raised an eyebrow. "What?" Alexa seemed nervous and awkward trying to explain this part. "Well, ever since I discovered it was your dreams I was having...oh god...um, I've also been feeling...the same feelings you're having...when you're...um...masturbating." Devin's eyes went wide. "What?!" She nodded. "Yeah. When you start jerking off, I can...feel it." She made a motion between her legs, reminding Devin that she was completely naked. "It's like I can feel your dick even though I don't have one. I feel it all too, and when you cum, it's really strange but also really good for me." Devin stood there with his half-hard cock swinging between his legs. Alexa stared openly at it and smiled. She could vaguely feel it between her own legs, since it was not fully erect. Seeing his sister eye his penis with that look in her eye was arousing, and it began to stiffen, making it feel more distinct and real to Alexa. She wanted to reach down and grab it, but instead she crawled over to him on her knees and reached for it again. Devin didn't object, and just stood there as she did so. She was surprised that she couldn't feel herself grasp it the way she did when he had done it. She could feel her ghost penis being touched, but it was different somehow. She wondered if she would feel her mouth envelope it any differently. Devin was shocked as Alexa sucked on his cock. It was slow and careful, even methodical, like she was trying to observe just one specific sensation from the experience. It didn't make it all that pleasurable for him, but of course he wouldn't stop her. Alexa felt the vague sensation of wet suction, not at all how she imagined it would feel, and pulled back. "Hmm, that didn't work," she said, disappointed. "Will you jerk off for me again?" Devin didn't know why she was asking him to do that, but instinctively he grabbed his dick and held it firmly in his hand. Alexa jumped when he did that. Her ghost penis certainly felt that! "Wow!" she exclaimed softly. "I guess it only works if you're the one doing it." Devin shook his head. "This is crazy! You're saying that when I touch myself, you feel it?" She nodded. "And if I touch myself too at the same time, it really feels good." "Maybe..." Devin struggled while he held his dick. "Maybe we should try it again. I mean, to test your theory." Alexa knew it was more than a theory, but she perceived that her brother was willing to play along for perhaps nothing more than his own sexual curiosity. She desperately wanted that, rather than having him reject her and thus deny her the addictive double-orgasm. She would do anything he wanted at this point as long as it meant he would continue to jerk off. "What do we do?" he asked, slightly stroking himself now. Alexa stood and sat back on the bed. She grabbed his laptop and opened it, ignoring the cum trail that she inadvertently touched in doing so. His sperm was now on her finger, and it aroused her immensely, but she didn't want to make things weirder by focusing on that small detail. "Let's watch some more porn," she suggested. "You like anal, right? Could you cum again if we found the right video?" Devin slowly walked over to sit next to her on the bed. He was still uncomfortable with this, but the temptation of interacting with his sister sexually was enticing. There was something very sexual and raw about a naked girl wanting to watch porn with you while you jerked off. He wished he had a girlfriend who was into porn like he was, but he was always too afraid to bring the subject up. Especially since he nearly exclusively watched anal videos. "Maybe," he said, and took the laptop from her. Alexa watched eagerly as he browsed the web page that he had up from earlier. In this respect, she was just like a little sister eagerly taking an interest in something her big brother enjoyed. She peered over his shoulder as he surfed through various obscene videos. Of course, they were the same age, but she was happy to play the part if it made him feel more confident. She wanted to appear as eager and happy about this awkward predicament as she truly felt, without coming on too strong. "How about his one?" he asked, showing her one of the thumbnails. Alexa didn't really know any pornstars or anything about anal in particular, but she figured she would just play along with it. "You like that girl?" she asked, pointing to the woman in the thumbnail who was getting her asshole plugged while her eyes were closed and her mouth was slack. "Oh yeah," Devin said. "Jynx Maze, she's fucking hot, and she takes it in the ass like a champ." Alexa had to keep from giggling at his sudden enthusiasm for this particular video, and felt reassured that he had broken through his nervousness. She wanted to encourage him further, so she pointed to another video randomly. "Who is that?" she asked, as if she even cared who the woman in the video was. "That's Rebecca Linares," Devin answered. "She used to be super hot but then she got a gigantic tit job and it kinda ruined it for me. But she takes it in the ass really good too." "Hmm," Alexa said, mulling over the details in mock interest. "Well, you pick. You have to be really aroused by it, otherwise it doesn't work for me." "Oh!" Devin said as his eyes scanned further down the page. "Here we go, Remy St. Croix. I could jerk off to her all day." Devin set the laptop down at the end of his bed and sat back against his pillow. Alexa positioned herself next to him but further down the bed so she could spread her legs to reach herself. Devin realized suddenly that his sister would be masturbating along with him, and grew self conscious for a brief moment. But he pushed the thought aside and reminded himself that this was her idea. She had some crazy notion that when he jerked off, she could feel it. Proving her full of shit would result in much pleasure for him. Plus he could try to further their sexual interaction even if this failed. Alexa avoided eye contact with Devin, which wasn't difficult since she was facing away from him. Devin alternated his stare between the hot gangbang scene on his laptop and his gorgeous naked sister touching herself within arm's reach from him. He jerked idly at first, just to get himself nice and hard while he was still sensitive. When the scene progressed and Remy was sucking multiple dicks at once, though, he found the urge to get down to business. "Wow," Alexa said, "she is really into those cocks." "Yeah," Devin huffed. "She's a real slut, I love watching her." Alexa was about to say something further, but decided to just stay quiet. She could feel every squeeze and pull that Devin was doing to himself. She was rubbing her clit while her ghost penis was being masturbated by him simultaneously. It was surreal, as always, and having him so close that she could observe the actual movements was almost too much. She worried she would cum too soon, and the timing of his orgasm would be too difficult to match since he might last quite a while. For the next ten minutes or so, the two siblings watched the porn video come to a crescendo that involved the starlet taking each dick up her ass and then successively jerking themselves over her smiling face. The bed was squeaking with their movements, mostly Devin, but it wasn't loud enough to be heard outside the room. Alexa found it oddly thrilling to watch another girl take so many dicks in her ass. She had never been into anal, but there was something sexy about how depraved it was, especially to be doing it with so many guys at once. "I'm getting there," Devin said, breaking the silence finally. "I can tell," Alexa replied. Devin frowned, though he didn't miss a beat, as he thought about that. Was she really serious about what she had said earlier? She had just been messing with him, right? But then, how had she known about his dreams from years ago? "Do you want to cum on me?" Alexa offered, thinking that it might help him. Devin grunted. "Sure! But where?" Alexa stopped masturbating and turned to her brother. She didn't block his view of the laptop, but she was closer to him and definitely got more of his attention now. Her naked body was still on display for him to look at without reservation. "Anywhere you want," she said, sticking her chest out to make her tits more obvious. "Do you wanna cum on my tits? Or on my face? Would you like me to lean over and spread my ass for you to spray?" Devin's balls lurched at the mental image. "Yeah, that one!" Alexa quickly flipped over and stuck her ass up in the air. She planted her face on the bed and reached back to grab her ass cheeks. She spread her butt for him as obscenely as she could. She felt her asshole stretching a bit, and clenched it a few times to make it wink at him. Devin's grunting increased, and he got to his knees on the bed. "Yessss," he hissed. "That is awesome." "Take as long as you need," Alexa said, barely able to look back at him with her face on the mattress. "Stare right at my butthole, and imagine that you're stuffing her cock in there just like on that video." The video had already ended and the laptop was just a dimmed screen, but it didn't matter to Devin. All of his awareness had zeroed in on his sister's tight little anus. He was beating his meat with the tip pointed right at it. He could feel that he was almost ready to blow. Alexa could feel the exertion he was using to jerk himself off. Even though she was spreading her ass for him like this, she could still feel every movement that he made to his shaft. The ghost penis was still sprouting between her legs even though she was in this awkward position. She typically needed to be masturbating herself to an orgasm at the same time to experience the double-orgasm, but she honestly thought that this time she wouldn't need to. Her arousal was so high right not, doing something so depraved with her own brother, that she was sure she would climax on her own as soon as he burst and his hot load touched her most private areas. With a deep moan, Devin started to cum. He splashed a thick load of white across her lower back, missing her ass as he misjudged the force of his second orgasm. Each successive blast hit the target, however, and he shot a nice spread of cumshots across her cheeks and a particularly impressive rope that trailed from her butthole down to her clit, where it dripped down onto his bed. Alexa did her best to maintain her position, but it was very difficult considering how powerful the orgasm was for her. She felt every small sensation; the tingling in his balls, the utter relief that came from emptying them, the white hot pleasure that rose up his shaft...all of it. It didn't stop there, either. Before she had needed to rub herself to a climax at the same time, but actually keeping her hands off her pussy seemed to amplify the experience even more. Her own orgasm had been distracting to some degree, it seemed. Now that she could focus on the ghost penis, and have the real thing so close to her and cumming on her like this, the sensation was heavenly. Immediately after he was finished, and she could feel his sperm dripping down her body, she let go of her ass cheeks and reached for her cum-covered pussy. She plunged a finger inside and then ran it up her lips to her clit, where she began to rub firmly. Devin watched her touching herself, smearing his cum all over her genitals, and found the scene quite enthralling. "That was wonderful," she breathed. "I felt it all, the way your balls tightened right before you shot off, and how good it felt once it was over. I can feel the wave of pleasure that you're feeling right now." She was lost in her own self fuck now, and Devin just watched as she continued to assault her pussy in front of him. She began to whimper as she rode out his post-orgasm feelings coursing through her body. When he reached down as squeezed his cock, completely innocently and without really thinking about it, she yelped as she felt the ghost penis being squeezed. It was so sensitive now, after two orgasms so close together! She had never felt that before, and it translated over very well. She peaked right after he did that, and cried out into the bed as she climaxed hard. A stream of hot clear liquid shot out of her cunt and soiled Devin's bed. Her fingers were a blur on her clit, and Devin could see her ass clenching as her muscles convulsed. Her hips were undulating, trying to fuck the air or whatever was near enough to reach her steaming hole. He wanted to touch that winking asshole so bad, but he was afraid to do anything to interrupt this display of obscenity. "Oh god!" Alexa groaned, and fell down onto the bed that she had just soiled in exhaustion. She laid there and caught her breath as wave after wave of orgasmic feeling washed over her. Devin's post-orgasmic sensations were the undercurrent that her stronger waves crashed down into, creating a chaos of sex and joy. She had never before experienced his aftereffects for so long. Usually when he came, that was it and she was back to feeling only her own sensations. This time, he had been watching her and was still very aroused despite the fact that his poor cock was spent. As long as he was hard, she felt what he felt. "Lex..." Devin didn't know what to say, but he felt like he needed to say something. Watching her body quiver and spasm in front of him was beyond what he had expected. He believed for the first time now that she might be telling the truth. "Devin," she whispered back. "It's so good..." He sat back on his heels and just watched his sister with absolute fascination. He started stroking himself again, and that made Alexa feel even more sensitive. She thrust her hips upward as if she possessed a cock that was being tortured in this most wonderful way. "S-stop!" she hissed. "I can't take any more." Devin let his hand fall from his dick and he just sat there. Alexa tried to compose herself, at least in whatever way she could under the circumstances. She finally pushed herself up onto her elbows and lay before her brother with all of her goods out in the open. She smiled at him. "What do you think?" she asked. Devin just shook his head. "I can't fucking believe it." She laughed. "I can keep proving it to you. Every morning, I'll tell you what you dreamt about the night before. Every time you start jerking off, I'll know, and I'll come knock on your door and do it with you. I won't even touch myself, I'll let you see how I react as you do it. You can watch me squirt without me even laying a finger on my cunt. What else can I do to convince you?" He just stared at her for the longest while. Her confidence alone seemed to confirm her hypothesis seemingly. Why would she make such an outrageous claim if it weren't true? And no matter how insane it sounded, how else could she know all of those things? "Fine," he said. "But I think we should further the experiment." Alexa cocked her head. "What do you mean?" Devin tried to ignore how sexy she looked like that, and knowing that his cum was still smeared on her cunt and ass made it difficult. Twincestuosity "You tried to suck on me," he said, "and it didn't work, but I wasn't exactly aroused at the moment. I was too shocked to enjoy it. I think if I enjoy it, whether or not I'm the one doing it, then you're going to feel it. Maybe if we were both doing it to each other..." Alexa smiled. God, he was so transparent. "You mean, like 69'ing?" Devin nodded. "Yeah, hypothetically of course. Or even..." "...Fucking," she finished his thought. He shrugged. "I'm not saying we have to do either of those. But I think we should find out exactly how far this thing can go. How else will we understand it? Don't you want to know why you have this...ability?" "Of course." Alexa sat up and crossed her legs indian-style. This was not just a sexual conversation anymore. They were really trying to figure this thing out, like a curious pair of kids having just discovered something secret. "First things first," he said, finding a strange confidence suddenly as if he were in charge. "Tomorrow, you're going to tell me what I dreamt about tonight. Then we need to try some different scenarios out." Alexa was intrigued now. "Like what?" "We should try me jerking off somewhere else," he said. "See how far away I can be and still have you feel it. You said you don't see my dreams if we're not in the same house. I'm willing to bet you don't feel me jerking off either if we're apart. We should test that distance." "Interesting idea," she said. "But would that really be useful information?" Devin eyed her strangely. "Well, for starters, what if I don't want you feeling when I do that? Like, what if I'm fucking some girl. Do you really want to be feeling your brother fuck some stranger?" Alexa shrugged. "I don't know, maybe. I mean, wouldn't that be part of the experiment." Devin tried to hide his smile. "Well, whatever the case, I think that knowing the boundaries would be a good idea. Things might change down the road. You might get tired of always knowing when I'm jerking off. What if you're busy doing something and I start in on myself? I can't be expected to check in with you every time I'm horny to make sure it's ok if I masturbate." Alexa laughed out loud. "I guess not. Please continue." "Also, I think I should try out some things on you. I obviously have never had your dreams or felt when you masturbated. It seems to be one-way at this point. Maybe there's a reason for that, or maybe that will change too. I think if we do some sex acts with each other...for the sake of science...we could maybe discover more about this thing." Alexa was all smiles, and nodded enthusiastically. "I'm game for that." "Why don't you start by letting me know when you're going to masturbate," Devin said with a straight face. "I'll try my best to see if I can feel anything." Alexa looked offended. "Hey, why should I check in with you if you 'can't be expected' to do that with me?" "You don't have to ask my permission," he argued, "and besides, so far I haven't been affected the same as you. If I jerk off while you're visiting grandma, that could be very awkward. We haven't established that I even feel anything when you do it." She saw his point, but somehow still felt slighted. "I guess that makes sense." "This is purely for science," Devin added. "I'm not doing this to gain some advantage over you, or use it to tease you. Besides, I think my own privacy has been invaded enough over the last few years that you owe me." "I didn't want this," Alexa argued. "That's not fair." Devin shook his head. "That's why we're doing this. I don't think it's fair either, but I want to help you by finding out all we can about this. We're connected in this very strange way for a reason, and I want to know what that is. Don't you?" She nodded finally, understanding where he was coming from. She supposed she had been taking advantage of him, especially lately, by using his masturbatory sessions for her own pleasure. It was only fair that they were on the same page with all that. As fair as it possibly could be, at least. "Ok," Devin said, "now we're getting somewhere. We'll come up with more rules as we go, I'm sure. For now, let's start with the basics. Dreams, and masturbating. A day at a time." Alexa nodded again in agreement. "How often do you masturbate, anyway?" he asked her. She blushed. "You don't want to know..." *To be continued...if the voting is good!* (Coming soon [perhaps?] is Part 3: Conjoinification)