When the twins’ dad arrived home for dinner, he had news for the family.
“I heard I’ll be getting orders soon. I heard that General Markus recommended me to be lateraled to sergeant major and assigned as the chief NCO at Camp Lejeune. It’s an honor to be selected for such a leadership post.”
“Lateraled?” Ayame questioned.
“Yes, dear. Not an actual promotion because I’m already at the top enlisted pay grade in the Corps. But my rank now is a kind of staff rank, not a command rank. The change to sergeant major is to a command position.”
Sarah asked, “When do you think the orders will come down?”
“I heard I’ll probably need to report in mid-June or July. Say, you know, Lejeune is in North Carolina and not at all far from Atlanta. I’ll probably be assigned there for a couple of years and maybe I’ll retire from there, unless I get selected as the sergeant major of the Marine Corps. That’s really so unlikely,” he laughed. “I haven’t served with the right people and right units to get picked for that post. Anyway, I’ll have 25 years in the Corps next year.”
“That’s a wonderful honor for you, dear,” Sarah said, hugging him. “I hope this’ll be your last tour. I’m looking forward to settling down.”
“Yes, I know, honey. I know all that moving’s been hard on our family. Say, I almost forgot. What’s this problem with Ayame’s name being included in the Program group?”
“Yeah, Dad,” Cynthia said, “Cirota added her name. He told Rog that it was to get back at him.”
“Davis told me that Ayame’s name wasn’t in the random selection list, Dad,” Roger said. “Cirota is doing a lot of stuff that the school doesn’t know about, too.”
“They couldn’t keep holding him in the brig, anyway, so just try to avoid him,” their dad said.
“Yeah, I know. But now I’m really worried about his threatening her, because, um, just a sec, okay?”
He leaned over to Ayame. “Ayame, I’m going to tell Mom and Dad about us,” Roger whispered to her. She nodded.
“Mom, Dad, I want to tell you that I’ve asked Ayame to be my girlfriend. I’ve had really strong feelings for her forever and she likes me too. Since she’s not a blood cousin, I hope you’re both okay with it if we date each other.”
Sgt Denison broke out in a big grin and Sarah exclaimed, “Of course we have no problem with your dating! I’ve seen how Roger looks at you, Ayame. I’m delighted for the two of you. Just how serious are you two about each other? You haven’t...”
“Um, Mom, please don’t get too personal. I only learned how she felt about me a few days ago, when I told her that I always loved her, even as a kid. But we need to see if how we feel is really romantic love, you know?”
“Your dad and I met when he was a high school senior, Roger,” his mom said. “I think you’ll be able to tell if the two of you do feel that kind of love for each other. But you’ve only been together a little over two weeks as adults, so it’s good that you’re moving slowly as far as your budding romance. You need to remember that college is coming, too, and you may need to be apart for a few years.”
Ayame put her arm around Roger’s waist. “Aunt Sarah, we were discussing that. I’ve looked at materials from Avery University in Atlanta that the twins going to and I think to choosing it. Avery offer actually best one of the three that I got. I’m supposed to speak to people from other colleges in two or three weeks when they come to visit our school and I get better idea.”
“You need to make a choice based on what’s best for your future, honey,” Stuart said. “Always keep your long-term goals in mind; don’t eliminate any options until you’ve given them a real close evaluation.”
Ayame giggled. “That’s funny, that’s just what Mom told me yesterday when we had our weekly video-chatting session.”
“How’s my sister doing? Is she enjoying being child-free now?” Sarah remarked.
“Mom and Daddy say they’re having a fun time with me gone. Oh, if you think you’ll be moving, you’ll need to let them know for when they visit this summer, Uncle Stuart,” Ayame exclaimed.
“I’ve already thought of that,” he said. “I sent Richard an email this afternoon telling him to check with me before making any travel plans. That we may be reassigned. He wrote back to tell us good luck. They plan to come beginning of July; that’s his best estimate now based on his project schedule.”
“Did he say for how long?” Ayame asked. “Mom didn’t mention it.”
“Probably three weeks is still what he’s thinking. So, Roger,” Stuart said, turning to his son, “I saw how you reacted when you mentioned Ayame and her Program news. You reminded me of how a momma bear guards her cub, the way you moved toward Ayame. I’m thinking the two of you are quite serious about each other because it reminds me of how I felt when I first began dating your mom.”
Sarah put in, “He’s been smitten with her even as a little one, Stuart. Remember how the three would wrestle—but never did what kids typically do and get mad at each other and wind up fighting?”
“Oh, please, Mom, Dad,” Roger objected, “you’re really embarrassing me. Look, Ayame’s blushing too—Cynthia! Stop smirking!”
“Hey, little bro, the two of you’ve got it real bad, you know. I’ve known forever how much Roger likes Ayame. If you do get together, then I’ll finally get a real sister. How cool would that be!”
“Man, it’s coming from all sides. C’mon, Ayame, let’s leave so we don’t have to take all that teasing.”
“Oh, this is good kind of teasing, Roger. But yes, let’s go somewhere quiet,” she smiled at him.
Cynthia called as they walked out, “And don’t do anything you wouldn’t do in public!” and the three at the table roared in laughter. As they walked into the hall, Ayame and Roger heard Cynthia continue, “Program kids are supposed to have sex in public, you know, and Ayame is on the Program this week....” Another round of laughter rang out.
“Man, I’ll kill her,” Roger grumbled as they went into his room.
“No you won’t; I think you loved that teasing,” Ayame said as she slid into his embrace. “Ooohh, I feel something poking me,” she murmured as she moved her hips against Roger’s taller frame. “Something hard against my belly. Big too.”
Roger groaned. “Please don’t rub against it, darling; you’ll make another mess.”
He pulled her toward the bed and they sat, then fell into another embrace.
“Oh, my wonderful Ayame, I love just holding you close and breathing the scent of your hair and feeling your arms around me. This is so sweet, let’s just kiss...”
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Ayame passed her hand over Roger’s back, then over his chest and down his belly, coming to rest at his groin.
“My kareshi. My koishii, your body is so all muscles—tight, hard. I love its feeling. I love this hard thing here too,” she said as she grasped his erection through his shorts like she had done the previous evening.
Roger groaned, “Careful, darling, remember what happens...”
Suddenly Ayame pulled on the waistband of his shorts. “I want to see more. I see the naked boys in school; you saw all me before and I want to see,” she insisted as she tried to pull on his shorts.
“Oh, wow, are you sure?”
“Yes! Sure! Take off!”
He raised his hips off the bed and Ayame pulled his shorts down his thighs, together with his briefs. As his briefs were pulled down, Roger’s rock-hard erection was caught in the elastic and then it released, slapping up against his abdomen.
“Oh, my!” Ayame exclaimed with a little giggle. “It’s even bigger now! Oh, I like it,” she said as she wrapped her hand around it.
Roger was gasping for air. “Oh my god, Ayame, oh, that feels so good,” he groaned as Ayame gently slid her little hand up and down his shaft.
Her hand barely fit around it and she watched, fascinated, as the skin over his phallus moved back and forth over the rock-hard tissues lying under the smooth skin.
“Look at how the top moves,” Ayame marveled as she watched his foreskin slide back and forth, alternating between covering and exposing the mushroom-shaped crown of his penis. “What’s happening, what is that?” she asked, pointing to the glans.
Roger could barely talk. He took her wrist and stopped her hand from moving.
“Sweetie, they say that a man can only use one head at a time and now I know exactly what that means. While you’re stroking me like that I can’t even think, let alone speak. That’s my penis head. You must have had biology, sure, I remember your saying you did. Remember the sex part of the class, they must have covered sexual anatomy? The head is the glans and the skin over it is the foreskin or prepuce. I don’t know the Japanese words.”
“Ah, hohi, foreskin, I recall that. The skin is like silk and underneath is so hard. I love how this feels. And it makes me wet and tingly too. Oh, dribble is coming there. Is that your orgasm?”
“Uuunnhh, no darling, it’s precum. Like you get wet between your legs? Leaking from your vagina. You know that word?”
“In below, privates? Gaiinbu? Chitsu?”
“Whatever, never learned those words. Precum is lubrication, like to get ready for sex.”
“Oooooo. Oh, I need to feel you more,” she said and began running her hand up and down again. “This makes me feel so tingly, ooohhh, I like it, oh I feel something—OH!”
She pulled her hand away as a bolt of cum burst out of Roger’s cock, hitting Ayame in the chin and neck. That was followed by several more pulses that decorated her tee shirt as Roger groaned, “Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry, I just lost it. I tried to warn you but I couldn’t speak.”
“Ooh, that was so good to watch happen! So that’s a boy’s orgasm! Does it feel nice?”
“Oh, god, the best! Haven’t you ever had an orgasm?”
“Umm, I think not... The girls talk about touching gaiinbu between in kuchibiru...”
“You said that word before and I don’t know it. What’s it mean?”
“Sex organ place... lips between legs. Like parts girls have there with sex organ. I know Japanese words, not English. Hee, hee... maybe we need have Cindy come demo me like in Program class to teach English words.”
Roger roared in laughter and Ayame joined in. The two of them fell into each other’s arms and were laughing so hard, tears began streaming down their faces. Suddenly the door opened and Cynthia burst in.
“What’s the joke, guys... oh, shit!” She turned to leave. “Sorry, my bad!”
“Cyn, wait!” Roger called as he pulled a pillow over his lap.
She turned. “Don’t be embarrassed, sis. It’s just Program sex, like you said at the table,” he choked out and Roger and Ayame broke up again, roaring in laughter and holding onto each other.
Cynthia giggled. “Okay, now, so what’s the joke, guys? Oh shit, Ayame, you’ve got his stuff all over you. Just what have you both been doing, anyway?”
The two cracked up again, and when they were able to catch their breath, Ayame answered.
“Aaahhh, oh so funny! I am loosening up. Oh good. Cindy, I made joke. Was a Program joke and wasn’t nervous. Program is making me want to explore, be braver, I think, so maybe part is not so terrible. Ah, I’m not speaking good again. Start over. Roger and I were kissing and then I got braver and wanted to see his parts. I saw all the naked boys in school but none up close and was very curious. So I pulled Roger’s shorts off and he has a wonderful erection and he squirted an orgasm on me.”
“Ayame, maybe that’s TMI for Cyn,” Roger intoned.
“What’s that ‘TMI’?”
“Too Much Information,” Cynthia said, “No it’s not, I’m interested too, stud. That’s how you came on her?”
“Um, she gave me a great hand job; she’s a natural—um, not from experience, you know; that was my first. Say, sis, why the interest?”
“Let’s just say that I think you have a super body, little bro, and I like looking at you. Like I love it when I see you naked. But I have no interest in, like, incest stuff, just so you know. So what was the joke, Ayame?”
“Well, after he, errr, came? the orgasm? Yes, then I said that it makes me feel good in my gaiinbu too and Roger didn’t know the word.”
“Neither do I, honey, what is it?” Cynthia asked.
“That was the joke. Roger said he didn’t know and I said I didn’t know the English words so we needed to have Cindy come and do a demo like they do in the Program classes to teach me the English!”
The two cracked up again, this time joined by Cynthia.
Roger snorted, “Then you burst in and I hit you with saying that what we were doing in here was just Program sex, like you were saying to Mom and Dad at the table.”
Now the three of them were gasping with laughter and Cynthia practically fell onto Ayame, who was lying on her back on the bed. The pillow had fallen off of Roger’s lap; he was flat on his back too, and the three were holding each other and trying to catch their breaths.
Cynthia was the first to recover. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “Oh, my god, you’re HUGE!” she cried, looking at Roger’s groin; his erection had fully recovered and was standing up proudly and saluting her.
“Ooops, sorry,” he gasped and tried to cover himself.
“Oh, no you don’t. Don’t cover it. Oh shit, this is bad.”
“Um, what’s bad?” he asked worriedly.
“My god, I can’t call you ‘little bro’ any more,” Cynthia snorted and broke out into another gale of laughter, joined by Ayame, and the two girls held onto each other, laughing. Roger smiled and watched them with a bemused expression.
When they settled down again, Cynthia asked, “Just how big are you, stud?”
“Crap, I don’t know. I told you I don’t like to strut my stuff.”
“Well, I’d like it strutted. Let’s see, have a ruler?”
“Top desk drawer.”
“Okay, stand up. Wow. Oh, Ayame, I can see why you like it. If he weren’t my brother, I’d fight you for him in an instant. How do you measure it, anyway?”
“Damned if I know. Maybe on the top, there’s, um, things in the way on the bottom, you know.”
“Yeah, they’re nice too. Mind if I touch it to measure?”
“Sure. What the hell. If I were in the Program, that’s only a simple Reasonable Request, right?”
Cynthia snickered. “Yeah, and I’d want to do more, I think. What the hell am I saying? You’re my fucking brother—um, I didn’t really mean to say that...”
The other two had dissolved into helpless laughter again. And Cynthia dropped the ruler and joined in their mirth.
“Wow,” she gasped a minute later when she could speak again, “my sides hurt. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard before. Oh, shit, look, he’s still hard. What, sick bedroom humor turns you on, Rog?”
“Hell, no, two gorgeous girls turn me on. Also being naked like this, I guess.”
“Well, let’s get your numbers before someone cracks another joke. Let’s see, along the top. Okay, from the base to tip, you’re 7-1/8 inches and across here, 2-1/4 inches. Shit, that’s huge in my book.”
“Isn’t it so beautiful, though? I love how it feels,” Ayame said, putting her hand around it again.
Roger sighed, “Ahhh, this is where it all began...”
“Yes, and I was saying how holding and rubbing it made me all tingly and wet and didn’t know the English words for the parts...”
“And,” Cynthia interrupted, “you wanted to use me as your Program demo, right, Ayame?”
“Aaayyyye, it was joke...”
“And a good one. I’m still trying to keep from laughing again,” Cynthia giggled. “Hell, why not? Rog got naked for you, you got naked for me, so why not me get naked for you?”
Ayame blushed. “But Roger...”
“He’s seen me. We share a bathroom, right? Well, we’ve walked in on each other more than a few times. He’s my twin! We don’t hide from each other. And I told you that if we weren’t sibs, I’d date him in a heartbeat. I love the guy so much, Ayame,” she said and hugged Roger and kissed him on the lips.
She pulled down her shorts and sat on the bed, then lay back.
“Okay, teacher, what’s today’s Program demo? Female sexual anatomy?”
Roger had to swallow to get rid of the lump in his throat.
“Um, sis? This is more than walking in on you in the shower, you know...”
“Yeah, bub, but if we were in the Program, just think of what we would have been doing. Remember that list of stuff from psych? Pretend we’re there.”
“I much prefer the privacy here, thank you,” Roger said as Ayame nodded her head vigorously.
Cynthia continued, “Okay, Ayame, let’s have Roger show you a part, you name it in Japanese, and we’ll tell you the English name.”
She lifted her hips, slid off her panties, and spread her legs widely.
“You sure, Cyn?” Roger asked tentatively. “Wow, I like the barbering job. So sexy.”
Cynthia had her flame-red pubes shaved into an inch-wide landing strip.
“Yep. So begin in front, bro.” She put her hand over her mons and rubbed it.
“Ayame, I’ll point to Cindy. Tell me the name and I’ll do the English. You want to write it down?”
She grabbed a pad and pen. “Yes.”
“Here’s the first, from the top all the way around to her ass.”
“Gaiinbu, it’s the genitalia. I know that word, vulva.”
“Right. Now here.” He pointed to her pubis.
“Ah, it’s inmou.”
“In English, well, Latin, it’s mons veneris, or mons, or pubis. Now between her legs.”
“That’s inshin, or in kuchibiru, the sex lips, the big ones.”
“English uses Latin here too, the labia majora or outer lips.” Roger looked at Cynthia. “Can you spread your lips?” She nodded. She pulled her lips apart and Roger pointed. “Here?”
“I think it’s so inshin or kokage kuchibiru but we use also English word, sort of: rabiamaina.”
“Yeah, that’s labia minora. And here?” he pointed and accidently touched Cynthia.
“Eeeek!”
“Sorry!”
“Oh, no. Don’t be. Wow, that was nice! Whooo.”
“Where I touched Cyn.”
Ayame giggled. “Yeah, her love button; we call it kuritorisu.”
“Wow, that’s just like the English! Clitoris. How about the area from her lips to anus?”
“I think it’s called ein. The pelvic base, maybe?”
“Yeah, and we learned it’s called the perineum. Cyn, are you sure about the next part?”
“Well, in the Program they don’t even bother to ask, so go for it! I’ll spread ‘em.”
“Oh wow, you’re...”
“Yeah, I’m still cherry. Why are you surprised?”
“You’re a hot chick and all those dates...”
“I’m still waiting for Prince Valiant, bro. Someone like you, by the way.”
“Okay, Ayame, here...”
“Oh, my, I never knew what it looks like. We didn’t see pictures, it’s her hymen. That’s called the shojo maku, the maiden membrane.”
“And it covers?”
“Her chitsu, her vagina.”
“Do you have a flashlight? Maybe she can see inside, maybe even my cervix,” Cynthia groaned.
Roger took one out of his bedside table.
“Ayame, squat on the floor here between her legs and look,” he said, turning the light on as Cynthia spread her legs very wide. “Get real close. I don’t think you can see in with her hymen in the way, though.”
Ayame leaned in closer. “No, but I see she’s leaking. Oh! Oh, it smells nice!” She leaned even closer to inhale and then breathed out. Cynthia gave a squeak and her hips jerked when the air tickled her clit.
She groaned, “Oh my god, I’m so fuckin’ turned on! I need help!” she whispered as she began rubbing around her clit. “Ayame, please help, I don’t want to get Roger... uunnhh...”
“Help her like you helped me, darling,” Roger whispered in Ayame’s ear. “Rub around her clit. You ever do that for yourself?”
Ayame blushed and shook her head quickly.
“Stroke her gently; see how she likes it?” Cynthia’s hips were gyrating on the bed.
“Oh, she’s so wet and slippery and the smell is making my head spin,” Ayame groaned.
Then she reached out with her other hand and touched a finger to Cynthia’s slit, bringing it to her nose.
“Mmmm, it’s sweet and a little tangy,” she murmured. “Aahh, it’s nice.”
Cynthia clutched the bed covers and was groaning to Ayame, “Do me harder, harder, oh please...”
Suddenly Ayame groaned loudly herself and lowered her nose to Cynthia’s labia to inhale her scent. Cynthia’s hips jerked and her clit hit Ayame’s nose and both girls squealed, Cynthia from the touch and Ayame because her lips had been pushed into Cynthia’s pussy, coating them with Cynthia’s fluids. Ayame licked her lips as she began to pull back but Cynthia pressed her groin harder into Ayame’s face and Ayame’s tongue touched Cynthia’s clit. Cynthia grabbed Ayame’s head and pulled it into her crotch, moaning with desire.
“Eeeekk! OH, do it! Do it do it lick me oh oh more don’t stop, do my clit, oh oh...”
Ayame shivered and tentatively began licking Cynthia’s pussy lips and clit and suddenly Cynthia’s body went totally rigid and she screamed into a pillow she had grabbed.
“Yaaahhhhh... oh god, so good!” she groaned as her body twitched and jerked in an extended orgasm.
Cynthia heaved a great sigh then and sat up, grabbing Ayame’s shirt, pulling her up on top of her, and locking onto her lips in a passionate kiss.
“Oh, thank you, thank you, my wonderful sister, my darling,” Cynthia gasped. “I never felt anything like that, never, ever in my whole life!”
“You’re not angry? I couldn’t help myself, you smelled so good I just blanked out and had to get closer to you—and then you pulled on me!”
“Oh no, never angry, darling. Oh, jeez, Roger! He saw!”
“Oh my god, that was way the hottest scene ever!” Roger gasped.
He was sitting on his desk chair, stiff organ in hand, and the entire front of his tee shirt was decorated with fresh cum. It was still oozing out of his cock and running down his hand.
“You guys were awesome! I’ve never cum like that before and I’m still hard!”
Ayame buried her face in her hands. “Ayyyeee, I’m so embarrassed,” she moaned.
Both twins sprang up and embraced her.
“Oh, don’t be,” Cynthia soothed. “Remember, this is only Program sex stuff, but instead of giving a show in front of a class, it’s completely private with people who love you.”
Roger kissed Ayame. “You can’t do anything wrong or embarrassing with us, darling... oh, is that how you taste, Cyn? Wow. I see why Ayame went nuts over you. Wow...”
“My sister, just think of this as your American cultural exploration, courtesy of the Program. Remember, your participation is mandatory and the experience is supposed to be humiliating,” Cynthia giggled. “Class has commenced and you just participated in your first Relief session.”
Ayame looked up and snickered, “Eeehhh, no, that was the second. I helped Roger before you came, but remember that we were only practicing the stuff you guys refused to do in school last week.”
They all laughed.
“Oh my god,” Cynthia exclaimed, “look at the time! We need to get to bed! Wow, this was some experience. I’m gonna sleep well tonight. Oh, Ayame’s the only one who we didn’t help...”
“Aayyhh, I’ll be fine, Cindy. I still need to do this Program experiment slowly. Wonderful helping you feel good and Roger too. I wait for my turn, but slow.” She embraced and kissed Roger. “Good night, my koishii. See you school tomorrow.”
The girls went to their room, closed the door, and then Ayame took Cynthia’s hand.
“Still very embarrassed... what if Roger think I love girls, not boys?”
“You mean if he thinks you’re a lesbian, sweetie?”
Ayame ducked her head meekly. “Hai.”
“Oh, no, he won’t. Don’t worry. It just got overwhelming there... I was so fuckin’ turned on! And you too, it seemed.”
“Not know what happened. I got so intense feel. Aahhhh. Talk slow again. Eeehh, when I was in school in fall during sports, went to change room early and found two girls doing that.”
“You walked in and saw a girl licking another girl’s pussy?” Cynthia said.
“Hai. They not see me but I thought it was so exciting to see. Other girls said they were lovers and in school they would always hold hands. And was beautiful to see and how they spoke loving things. So I feel that with you, Cindy, love with you but not sex love. Not mean to do sex touching with you tonight but wanted to please you, make you feel good. But embarrassed for what you think about that.”
“Oh, sweetie, please don’t be embarrassed. I’ve never felt like this before either, like losing control of my feelings, seeing the nudity in school and all the talk about it. It must be affecting us more than we realize. C’mon, we need to get to bed now.”
The girls slept very well that night. So did Roger.
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