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THE TWINS - Simon - 11-24-2025
CHAPTER 1
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Hello, my name is Jake, and I want to tell you about a time when my sexual desires reached entirely new heights due to a situation I could never have foreseen.
I live with my wife Anita; she is 34, I am 37. We are both teachers at the local schools.
I teach 15- to 16-year-olds at a secondary school, while Anita teaches 7-year-olds at the local primary school.
We met at university, but unfortunately I was in my final year when she was starting her first year.
We live in a picturesque village in the English countryside, not far from Oxford. It's a very small village with only about ten houses, and naturally everyone knows everyone else. Our community consists mainly of middle-aged couples, two older families, and a younger family who happen to live next door to us.
Daniel and Olivia lived next door, were about our age, and had two beautiful nine-year-old twins named Toby and Elisabeth, although their parents called them Lizzie. I say nine years old, but they literally turned nine two weeks ago.
Anita and I liked the twins very much and were sometimes asked to look after them on Thursday evenings. We were always happy to help when Olivia's parents couldn't look after the twins themselves.
This is where this story begins: on the evening when I personally had to look after her because Anita had a conflict, even though I only had to look after Toby because Lizzie was sleeping at a friend's house.
Olivia brought Toby over at 7 pm.
"Thank you so much, Jake, for doing this. Toby has already had dinner and a bath. If you're staying here, please remember to take him home by 9 p.m. so he can go to bed. He has a time trial with his swim club tomorrow night, so I want him to sleep well. We should be back before 11 p.m.," Olivia told me.
"No problem, Olivia, I wish you and Dan a pleasant evening," I replied.
Toby ran right past me in his pajamas, ran into the living room with a quick "Hello" and jumped onto the couch.
I like to imagine that we are both active people. Anita runs about 11 to 13 kilometers a week, and I keep in shape by setting up our own little gym in one of our two guest rooms. I weighed about 73 kg.
I reckon Anita was probably 5 kg lighter than me and had an athletic A-cup chest, which was perfect for me since I love small breasts. She also loved pampering me with her Brazilian bikini wax, which suited her small breasts perfectly.
I liked to shave my pubic hair, which always made Anita laugh because she thought it made my penis look like a little boy's, even though it was 12 cm long and 10 cm thick when flaccid. I said goodbye to his mother and went into the lounge. There I saw him lying on the sofa, the remote control in his hand. "Okay, Toby, make yourself comfortable and find something to watch while I work a bit longer. Then we can watch a movie. Sounds good?" I asked. "Sounds good, Jake," he replied.
Toby was a very sweet little boy with light brown hair and matching brown eyes. I'd guess he was of average height and build for his age, but surprisingly athletic for a 9-year-old who was almost 10.
He was a member of the swimming club in one of the nearby towns, and I'm sure that had something to do with his physique. He was wearing Spiderman pajamas with a loose T-shirt and long pants. I went upstairs, changed into my casual clothes, and finished some of my remaining chores before going back downstairs. Even though I had a small child at home, I thought I'd still go without underwear, as I prefer the feeling of freedom when I'm not wearing any.
My casual clothes consisted of a loose T-shirt and shorts. I guess my penis was visible as I walked, but I was sure Toby wouldn't notice anyway. As I walked back into the living room, I saw Toby watching something on TV that looked like Brokeback Mountain. "What are you watching, Champ?" I asked, to see if he knew what it was.
“I don’t know, I found it while channel surfing. Something about two cowboys herding cattle,” he replied.
"Aha," I thought to myself and the others. Quite innocently, I asked what had happened so far. Toby explained the basics, but left out the most important aspect of the film, which he surely would have known, since he was quite engrossed in it.
Again, quite innocently, I said, "Come on, go to the front so I can come to you." He lifted his feet from the sofa so I could sit down, and then placed them on my lap.
It wasn't long before things got heated again between Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal, the two actors playing the cattle herders. I saw out of the corner of my eye how fascinated Toby was by the two male actors kissing.
“I really don’t think this is appropriate, Toby. Maybe we should turn the tables.” I tried to sound responsible. He reacted with disappointment, saying they had only kissed and it wasn’t a big deal.
For some reason, my crutch started tingling, and when I felt my penis getting harder, I decided to leave the room temporarily. "Okay, you can watch a little longer. Want some popcorn?" I asked. He nodded and continued watching the movie. I went into the kitchen, just in time before my semi-truck would have been noticed as I walked past it and left the living room. I bent over the kitchen sink and looked at my reflection in the window. "What the hell! Shit, what do I do now? Should I let him keep watching? What if I get a hard-on while I'm lying on the couch with him?"
I shook off the thoughts, put the popcorn in the microwave, and waited a few minutes until it was done. I peeked around the door and was surprised to see Toby fiddling with his pajama bottoms, adjusting himself. At least, that's what I thought until I noticed he hadn't taken his hand out. I waited a while to see if he was playing with himself, but it was hard to tell.
I grabbed the popcorn and went into the living room. Toby jumped as he quickly pulled his hand out of his pajamas just as I entered the room. "What are you up to, young man?" I asked, even though I had a pretty good idea. "Nothing," he replied quickly. Suddenly wanting to take advantage of the situation, I added, "Because it kind of looked like you were playing around down there," I explained. "Which is totally normal if you were a buddy," I added. Seeing his embarrassment, I quickly added, "Hey, there's no shame in it, we all do it, champ."
My God, this guy was totally turned on when he watched two guys making out on TV, and then he did it on my couch. I got really aroused, and the horny little devil in my head suddenly took over.
"Hey, want a Pepsi?" I asked Toby to break the awkward silence. Without waiting for an answer, I went to my fridge and grabbed two cans of Pepsi. I shook one of them accidentally as I took it out.
As I walked back into the living room, I said, "Here, buddy," and handed Toby the can of pressurized water. He looked at me with a sweet smile, thanked me, took the can, and opened it.
As expected, the pressure in the can caused the drink to shoot out, splashing all over his pajama bottoms. "Arrrhhh, no!" he cried in horror.
“Oh God, I’m so sorry, Toby, you bastard, let’s take off the pajama pants because they’re covered in sugary soda,” I quickly replied.
I took the Pepsi can from his hand and placed it on the coffee table.
"So, boy, we need to take your pajama pants off and put them in warm water so the Pepsi comes out before it ruins them," I said to him, smiling secretly.
"Do you want to wash them, Jake?" Toby asked.
"Maybe, or I'll just wet them and put them in the dryer," I told him.
Secretly, I hoped that his underwear had also gotten wet from the spill.
He lifted his bottom off the couch and pulled his pants up over his buttocks before sitting back down to pull them off his legs. I knelt down, grabbed the fabric at the bottom of his pajamas, and pulled them off his legs as I stood up. Once the pants were off his ankles, his legs extended into the air, forming a V.
When I glanced between his legs, I noticed that his underwear was completely wet in the front. Perfect, I thought. "Toby, your underwear is soaked too. We should take it off so I can clean it," I said to him gently. "What?!" he replied, surprised and panicked. "Don't worry, Toby, your pajama top is still covering you," I assured him, which was true, but the thought of him being naked from the waist down still turned me on. As he stood up to pull his underwear down, I knelt down again and helped him.
He lowered it to just below his hips, and I helped him again by pulling it over his feet. Only this time he stopped, and when I looked up, I could see his small, young penis just inches from my face. It was completely smooth, his testicles still erect, with a seven-centimeter-long penis and a glans covered by foreskin. I had no idea how sexy a boy's penis could be.
What made him even more handsome was his semi-rigid appearance, as he seemed almost straight even though he wasn't pointing upwards or outwards. He had obviously enjoyed the film.
He bent over to pull off his underwear, so my face was only inches from his semi-erect penis. It was enough to smell it, so I inhaled deeply through my nose to take in as much of that boyish scent as possible.
The scent of his penis made me hard, which would be clearly visible in my loose shorts without boxer shorts to contain my erection.
"Looks like you enjoyed the movie," I said, looking at his slightly swollen penis.
"What do you mean?" he asked in return.
I nodded towards his growing penis, whereupon he looked down and noticed his obvious arousal.
“Hey, it’s cool, big man, it happens to all of us,” I said to ease his embarrassment.
Knowing I was gaining weight myself, I decided to get up and carry his wet clothes into the kitchen. He would see my growing penis dangling beneath my pajama bottoms. When I returned to the room, I saw that my increasingly hard penis had caught his attention.
“You see, Tobs, this happens to all of us,” I said, pressing my penis through my pajamas to show him that I didn’t have to be ashamed.
“But I don’t see you taking off your shorts, Jake,” he remarked.
“You’re right, Toby. Even though I wasn’t doused, it would be rather inappropriate now, wouldn’t it?” I asked. But when I saw the disappointment on his face, I made a suggestion.
"Okay, let me tell you something. If we keep this to ourselves, I'll take off my shorts if it makes you feel more comfortable. But your parents can't find out about it, because that could get me into big trouble."
"Now it's going to get damn exciting," I thought, and I felt my penis twitch as more blood flowed into my flesh, making it even harder.
As I pulled down the elastic waistband, my penis sprang out semi-erect, pointing straight ahead at a 45-degree angle. As my penis emerged free, a string of precum hung from the end of my urethral slit. I wiped it away so as not to frighten the children, then pulled down the hem of my pants before stepping out of the shorts and tossing them aside. Like Toby, my penis was partially covered by my pajama top—at least Toby's was, until he saw me free myself. That fleeting glimpse caused his small penis to suddenly spring open and become fully erect. The stiffening of his penis lengthened it another 1.3 cm to an impressive 10 cm. The rigidity of his erection had also pulled back the tip of his foreskin from the glans, exposing his entire urethral opening. That was all I needed, and my penis was now rock hard, all 18 cm sticking straight out. This was so fucking hot, I thought.
My mouth watered as O eyed his delicious-looking penis from top to bottom. Damn, I thought, if you start something, you have to finish it. I clenched my fist.
I wrapped it around the shaft and gently pulled it back until my foreskin was retracted, then pulled it forward again before retracting it completely and letting it fall back, so that my entire bulbous, purple glans was fully exposed. I pulled the skin back completely because, firstly, it felt good to stretch it back; secondly, it accentuated the large rim of my glans; and thirdly, because I suspected it looked damn hot.
Toby's eyes bulged so noticeably that it had the desired effect.
Screw it, I thought, why stop now? This was much more than the reaction I had expected, and it seemed to be a very positive one.
Toby sat back down on the couch with his legs crossed, giving me a perfect view of his very erect penis and tight little scrotum. I sat down next to him and turned slightly towards him to get a better look at his 9-year-old penis.
“You’ve got a damn hard-on down there,” I remarked, not knowing whether that would be received positively or whether he would consider me some kind of sick pervert.
I leaned out of the window and decided to try my luck. Finally, there he was, sitting in front of me with a rock-hard, naked penis.
"Can I feel how hard he is?" I asked.
He nodded.
I reached forward and grasped his penis with two fingers and my thumb just below the head. I gave it a few gentle squeezes and said, "Oh yeah, it's definitely very hard, Toby. What a great cock you've got there." I made him smile. I was taking advantage of the situation and didn't want it to end so quickly. I gave it another squeeze and then slid my fingers and thumb down his shaft to pull back his foreskin so I could see the full beauty of his swollen glans. He sighed, so I slid back down his shaft and up again, repeating the process as he leaned back in the chair, sighed again, closed his eyes, and then began to move his hips.
I placed my free hand under his scrotum and gently rolled my fingers.
He extended his small hand and placed his fingers around the shaft of my penis. As he moved his hand up and down, pre-ejaculate flowed from the tip of my penis and dripped over his fingers.
I took my hand off his small balls and rubbed my index finger over the top of my glans to collect some of my slippery precum. Then I reached between his legs and gently circled his extremely tight anus, which the young man clearly enjoyed. He began to rock his hips back and forth as I stroked his magnificent little cock, which also had the effect of pressing his hole against my finger, which was now very slightly opening his sphincter. I concentrated my circular motions on a single spot to loosen his anal muscle and get at least the tip of my finger inside. I wished I had some lube so I could slide my finger in more easily.
"Toby, has anyone ever licked your ass?" I asked, and he shook his head in response. "Would you like to? You'll really like it, I promise." He thought for a moment and then nodded at me. Here we go!
I slid my arms under his knees and then pulled his legs up so that he shifted his weight onto his shoulders and his feet were in the air. Then I spread his buttocks apart to widen his anus.
I licked his anal ring with the tip of my tongue. Toby writhed back and forth, reveling in the total pleasure and the explosion of sensations that erupted in and around his asshole, making its way through his testicles, up and along his small penis, and ending in a swirl of butterflies in his stomach.
Toby reached out and pulled my face into his ass crack, my parted lips pressing against his opening hole. As he drew me in, I thrust my tongue into his pussy, kissing his wet entrance now and then before fucking him with my tongue again. I was thrilled as he slid through the entrance into his shit tunnel, and I began to penetrate his tight passage faster and deeper with my long, exploring tongue.
The taste and smell were intoxicating, and precum oozed from the tip of my rock-hard, throbbing cock. I couldn't get enough of his ass and licked it all over.
I closed my hand around my throbbing penis and rubbed my pre-cum over my glans as I began to stroke it wildly. But within moments, I felt my semen building up and an electric sensation course through my entire body.
I pulled my hand away from my cock before I could ejaculate everywhere, and instead I grabbed Toby's penis and began rubbing it up and down with my fingers, while my tongue traced the rim of his glans and teased the entire throat of his mushroom-shaped cock. When I started flicking his frenulum, he began to twitch and cry out in pleasure. I wanted to push this young boy to the limit and beyond, so I took my hand off my cock and slid my middle finger into his asshole up to the second knuckle before pulling it out and back in again, all the while rubbing his shaft up and down, my fingers gliding over his mushroom-shaped glans and then back down again to pull his foreskin all the way back, so that my tongue and lips were licking and kissing his cock, tingling the nerve endings in his glans.
Suddenly he began to twitch and moan as the ecstasy of dry semen coursed through his entire body. I thrust my finger deep into his love tunnel and tried to take his sweet-tasting cock deep into my throat. He moaned one last time in pleasure and then collapsed on the couch.
I bent over his almost naked, sexually exhausted infant body and began to masturbate furiously and quickly. As I felt the warm, pleasurable sensation of orgasm in my groin, I quickly lifted Toby's pajama top over his navel, just before exploding with four huge spurts of my hot, creamy semen all over his cock, balls, and belly.
After the last drops of my semen had dripped from my limp penis, I rubbed my sticky semen into the skin around his soft penis and scrotum before I too sank down onto the couch.
"How are you, Toby?" I managed to get out of my exhausted body.
Toby raised his arm and gave me a thumbs-up before a wide grin appeared on his face and he murmured: "That was really awesome!!!"
“We can’t tell anyone about this. Do you understand, Toby?” he stared at Toby as I said it.
“Yes, I understand, Jake,” Toby replied.
We cuddled up literally naked under a blanket for the next hour and watched TV. Around 9 p.m., I gave him back his washed and dried pajama bottoms and underwear and took him home.
Once he was in bed, I waited downstairs on the couch for his parents. I pleasured myself one last time, thinking about the sexual pleasures I had experienced with my neighbor's young son. That was probably one of the hottest sexual encounters of my life.
Would it happen again? Very unlikely. We're not often asked to babysit. Anita has never had a conflict, and Lizzie has never had a pajama party on the same night.
End