Chapter 1 - Movie Night

Bored with the same Sunday movie night with the parents, I turned to my sixteen-year-old twin brother, Jeff, to give him an eye roll and that’s when I saw movement under the throw blanket. We were sharing the love seat perpendicular to the big couch that our parents were lying on while the movie droned on. They’d fallen asleep half-way through the movie, and I’d been ready to sneak off and go to bed.

I squinted my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things, but no, the blanket was moving rhythmically, and faster now. How did I not notice that before? My eyes moved up to see his head was turned to the side, intently watching our parents, probably to make sure they were still sleeping.

He must have felt my stare because his head turned slowly towards me and he met my eyes. Our eyebrows lifted in unison, each one questioning the other, until we both broke out into a fit of silent giggles. I looked down to see he was still masturbating.

“Shhhh,” he whispered, and I watched as he slowly pulled the blanket from his lap with his other hand, exposing his stiff six-inch dick. His shorts and boxer-briefs were halfway down his thighs. I quickly glanced over to the couch to see our parents were still asleep and then caught his eye again.

“Are you crazy?” I whispered a little too loudly to him.

“Shhhh,” he repeated. “Look, Jana, I was just about to cum. I can’t stop now,” he said softly as he began running his fist up and down his thick shaft. “I want you to watch me.”

We’d seen each other naked our whole lives, but I’d never seen him quite like this, and I’d never seen any other guy’s dick (other than my dad’s, but that’s a story for another time) in real life. I felt myself getting wet.

I quickly pushed my shorts and panties all the way off and turned to sit facing him, with one foot on the floor and my other leg bent, my knee resting against the back cushion. His eyes widened as he stared between my legs. I reached down to touch myself as I watched Jeff’s fist quickly shuttle up and down his dick. He grunted softly and spurted several ropes of thick semen a few inches into the air before it all fell back onto his hand.

 Curious, I leaned forward and ran my finger over the top of his fist where he gripped his crown and I gathered up some of his cum. I lifted my finger to my nose and sniffed. It had an almost bleachy scent and I darted my tongue out to taste it. Not really good, kind of bitter, but not too bad, I thought, and put my finger into my mouth and sucked it clean.

Immediately, I heard a sharp intake of breath and a rustling sound, and I watched as Jeff abruptly turned and crouched between my legs. He pushed my thighs further apart with his hands then dipped his head and licked all around my labia. His tongue seemed to be everywhere at the same time and I quickly glanced at our parents, relieved that they were still asleep.

Jeff really didn’t seem to know what he was doing down there, but his enthusiasm turned me on. He looked up at me and our eyes locked. I saw the lust in his and knew mine reflected the same. He ran his warm tongue along my lips, then up to my clit. I gasped softly and saw the smile in his eyes when he knew he hit the jackpot.

He shifted and I felt his finger exploring the outside of my pussy. I leaned back and opened my legs wider for him. He gently pushed a finger into me, stretching me only a little. If he broke through my hymen, there had been no pain at all.

I watched as he twisted his finger and moved it in and out, but it wasn’t until he pressed on a spot inside me that a wave of heat gathered, and I felt my walls clench around his finger. He must have picked up on my reaction because he rubbed the spot repeatedly and the moment his warm tongue made contact with my sensitive, swollen clitoris again, the world exploded in light and my climax surged through my body. I instinctively grabbed the back of his hair to keep his mouth on me as I trembled and rode the waves of ecstasy.

"Oh my god," I whispered when I came down. “What did you just do to me?” I asked Jeff.

“C’mon, sis. We’re twins. We’ve been able to read each other since we were babies. Do you really think I couldn’t sense everything you were feeling as I touched you?” He replied with a grin.

“Mmmm… yes, I guess you’re right. Built-in radar,” I said and returned his grin. I reached down to grab my panties and shorts and pulled them back on while he wiped his hand on his underwear and stuffed himself back into his shorts.

“What am I thinking now?” I asked and raised my right eyebrow at him in question.

He bent forward and his lips lightly brushed my earlobe. “You are thinking we are going to have a lot of fun when Mom and Dad are out of town next weekend,” he whispered before leaning back again. He lifted his right eyebrow, mirroring my expression exactly. We both cracked up, and quickly hopped up off the love seat when Mom stirred.

“Going to bed, ‘night, Mom!” we said in unison and took off to our bedrooms, giggling, before she could react. I climbed into bed, too lazy to brush my teeth, and recalled what had just happened over and over again. And just before I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face, I realized that next weekend, my brother and I would be each other’s first. And I knew he was thinking the precisely same thing.