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Subject: Almost Twins Chapter 5 This is my second story on (and it won’t be my last). If you want to read my other story (which is still an ongoing project) you can find it here: https://www.//gay/incest/my-straight-brother/ I want to thank J. for correcting my spelling and grammar (English is not my first language) and for his input in the story. Please consider making a donation to support . fty/ The Almost Twins and The New Neighbour — Chapter 5 Roman parked his car at the hotel. He leaned back in his seat. Fuck, he was confused. He didn’t know why Pablo was there. Had he come back because he wanted to start anew? Was it just a visit? It was fucked up. He finally got over Pablo, put it in the past and now he was back again. He breathed in deeply, trying to relax, and got out of the car. Tristan was getting suspicious. What was Evert’s intention? They had just eaten some burgers and were now sitting in the movie theatre, waiting for the movie to start. Evert had bought all of Tristan’s favourite snacks and two large sodas. It was as if Evert was treating Tristan as if it was his birthday. It seemed Evert had money to burn. “Where did you…” Tristan started, but then decided he didn’t want to know. Mid sentence, he changed the question “…euhm… found these M he didn’t know what would happen next. He had imagined that if Pablo ever reappeared, he would be strong enough to resist him. Now Roman hated himself for his weakness. Tristan felt his presence before he saw him. He looked behind him, but there was too little light to see if anyone was there. When the image on the screen became light, Tristan looked straight into the eyes of a young man, who was sitting right behind him. He was smirking at him. Tristan was so scared that he pushed Evert off his dick. The young man waved his hand slowly, as if he was saying hello. Meanwhile Evert wasn’t aware of what was happening and was just confused as to why Tristan had pushed him away from his dick. He just had a good rhythm going. When he turned to Tristan to ask him for an explanation, he saw the young man. Tristan’s blood was rushing to his head. He felt light-headed, scared and he was about to faint. Images of him in a police cell, of his mom having to bail them out, flashed before his eyes. Evert on the other hand, started laughing. He saw the humour in all of this. And besides, he loved an audience. The young guy leaned forward and whispered to the brothers: “You do know that we have cameras here?” He scoffed. Without moving his head, he looked to Evert, than to Tristan and back to Evert. It was then that Tristan noticed the guy had a shirt from the cinema complex. He wanted to vanish from the face of the earth. “Would you boys follow me, please?” He whispered while he stood up. Tristan looked at Evert, with fear in his eyes. To his big surprise, it didn’t seem to bother Evert at all. Tristan started to get up when Evert pulled him back. “Hey fucktard, put your dick away first!” Evert hissed in Tristan’s ear. Tristan looked down, his dick, who got limp, was still hanging from the fly of his jeans. He put it away and stood up, following the young guy out. When he reached the door, Evert pulled him back and whispered in his ear: “I should have left you walking around with your dick out! That would have been so hot!” Tristan didn’t understand why Evert wasn’t panicking. Didn’t he realise they would be arrested soon? Roman walked towards the hotel. He was wearing his deep blue Hugo Boss suit, with a white shirt, with 3 buttons unbuttoned at the top. He had made a resolution that tonight, during dinner, he would tell Pablo that they won’t get back together. He didn’t want to give Pablo a new chance to hurt him. They could remain friends, but that was it. Nothing more. Roman stepped through the revolving door of the hotel, and turned towards the lifts, when he saw Pablo. He was sitting in the lobby, and just as he saw Roman, he stood up. He looked handsome in his suit. A Mediterranean beauty. They greeted each other and walked out. When they got in the car, they didn’t say a single word to each other. Roman was too caught up in his own thoughts to realise that Pablo was staring at him with admiration in his eyes. Roman didn’t know how to tell Pablo that he didn’t want to be back with him. The restaurant was excellent. Roman had found it in the Michelin Guide. It had two stars. The food was excellent. Each course was well balanced and tasty. And the wine pairing was perfect. Roman hadn’t planned on drinking wine, since he had to drive, but the wine steward was so sexy, that he said `Yes’ without hesitation if he wanted the wine pairing. Roman knew that he would probably have said yes to anything that wine steward suggested. With each course, a new wine was presented. istanbul travesti While the wine steward told them about the wine, the grapes that were used, and all that, Roman kept looking in his eyes. It made the poor guy blush and a few times he forgot which grapes were used. As the evening progressed, Roman became more and more intoxicated. Which also meant that he was now openly flirting with the wine steward. He still hadn’t touched the subject he wanted to discuss. The evening had been mostly small talk. Just as they finished the dessert and were on their coffee, Roman decided that he couldn’t postpone it any longer. He just opened his mouth when Pablo began to speak. “Can I come home, with you?” Pablo asked, with pleading eyes. The question had caught Roman off guard. He didn’t know how to react. `No’ was the answer that flashed through his mind, but somehow, the words changed between his brain and his mouth, because Roman heard himself say: “Yes!” He regretted it instantly. But those puppy eyes had confused him. That and the copious amounts of wine. He couldn’t retract his word. After they had settled the bill, they drove to the hotel to pick up Pablo’s stuff and check out. While Pablo was packing all his stuff, Roman decided that he would have to make the best of it. Maybe this time, it would work. It might have been the wine that did the reasoning, but He honestly believed at that moment that he might be able to stay faithful this time. If he tried hard enough, he might be monogamous. Evert and Tristan followed the guy through a long corridor, which seemed abandoned. Normally, the customers would never see this corridor. The guy turned left, and the brothers followed him. He entered a room with lots of video screens. Tristan saw that indeed, the audience could be watched during the movie. He was mortified. The security guard sat down. Tristan’s heart was beating so hard in his chest that he was surprised that the others couldn’t hear it. Fuck, he was screwed. He looked at Evert and to his utter surprise, he was grinning. He had this shit-eating grin on his face. He seemed to enjoy this. Tristan tried to catch Evert’s eye, but Evert was looking at the security guard. Tristan saw defiance in Tristan’s eye. There was a silence that no one seemed to want to break. Tristan was sweating and at the brink of a panic attack, Evert seemed to be amused and the security guard was hard to read what he was thinking. Finally, he broke the silence. “So, you’re not just two fagots, you are also fucking brothers.” He looked at both. “That’s perverted, that’s sick.” Although his words were harsh, he didn’t seem to mean it. “I should call the cops.” “Make sure you call the hot cops; I like a man in uniform!” Evert smirked, much to the despair of Tristan. What the fuck was he saying, shut up dude! “Please don’t.” Tristan whispered, barely audible. The security guard stood up, he walked straight to Tristan. Tristan didn’t dare to look him in the eye. When he looked down, he saw on the nametag that his name was Chris. “What did you say?” He hissed between his teeth. “Please don’t call the police.” Tristan repeated. Tristan heard Evert scoffing. “He’s not going to call them.” Evert said. “If he wanted to, he would have already done it.” “Well, I just wanted to see if you two could convince me not to call them.” He said while he looked at Evert. “Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?” Evert asked while he raised his eyebrows, almost mocking Chris. Chris walked over to Evert, slowly. Tristan followed with his eyes. He noticed that Chris had groped his dick through his pants. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as he feared. “You have a big mouth, boy!” Chris growled. Evert started laughing: “Yeah, I’ve heard that before.” Now that he was more at ease, Tristan started to see things more clearly. Chris was acting like a drill sergeant, trying to intimidate them, and it was clearly turning Chris on. Tristan wondered if Evert had noticed before and that it was the reason why he didn’t seem to worry. “Like I said, I love a guy in a uniform…” Evert seductively said, while he placed his hand on Chris’ crotch. “Woow, easy there!” Chris exclaimed, while he jumped back. “I don’t want to participate; I want to watch.” Evert was a bit disappointed because he thought Chris was kind of hot. He was mid-twenties and seemed to have a great body. “Are you sure? I give great head… ,” Evert smirked, “…as my brother can attest too.” Tristan started to blush. He could only sheepishly grin. “Yeah, I’m sure, I want to see you guys get it on!” Chris said while he sat himself back in his chair. Tristan was a bit unsure about what he should do, but Evert, being the confident cocky guy he was, acted right away. He walked over to Tristan, placed kadıköy travesti his hands in Tristan’s neck and pressed his lips on Tristan’s lips. Tristan was taken back by this sudden kiss; he didn’t react right away. He just stood there. When Evert forced his tongue in Tristan’s mouth, Tristan began to relax. He placed his hands on Evert’s ass, cupping his perfect bubble but. Tristan was still very horned up from the blowjob he received during the movie. Tristan was so relieved that he wouldn’t be arrested, that he didn’t mind performing for Chris. His dick got hard from grinding against his brother. Everts sank to his knees. He wanted to finish what he had started in the theatre. He started to open Tristan’s fly and grabbed his brother’s dick. “So, you guys are twins?” Chris asked, while he rubbed his dick through his pants. “Almost!” Evert smirked as he took Tristan’s dick in his mouth. Evert sucked so hard at Tristan’s dick, that Tristan almost fell over. He had to lean against the wall to prevent it. Evert kept going, egged on by the groans of approval he heard from Chris. Suddenly, Tristan started to understand why it turned Evert on to have an audience. While Evert kept sucking him, he was staring at Chris. When they made eye contact, Tristan became bolder. He grabbed Everts head between his hands, and slowly, yet firmly, trusted his dick deeper and deeper into his brother’s eager mouth. He heard Evert gagging, Evert pulled down Tristan’s pants and underwear. Shit, he loved that his brother was so into it. All those months that he wished to fuck around with Tristan, he never had imagined it would actually happen. And now, his brother’s teenage dick was fucking his throat. He felt Tristan’s balls hitting on his chin with ever trust. He glanced sideways to see what Chris was doing. He seemed to enjoy the show, and Evert was more than willing to give him a good show. Evert felt a bit weird, being almost naked in front of someone else. Just a moment ago, with his pants on, and his dick out, he didn’t feel naked. Suddenly he got embarrassed. Why did Evert pull down his pants? He was still fully dressed, not even his dick was out. He looked from his brother back to Chris. It seemed that the pulling down of the pants did have success, because Chris couldn’t resist no longer to wank. He had taken his dick out. It was a hot dick, and suddenly, Tristan wanted to touch that dick. Seeing that Chris seemed to like him naked, Tristan got over the initial shyness and went even further, he pulled off his t-shirt, while he stepped out of his jeans and underwear. He was now completely naked, except for his sneakers and socks. “Nice ass!” Chris commented while he winked at Tristan. If Tristan was bolder, he would have replied: “Why don’t you come over here and fuck it?”, but Tristan was not that bold, so he only smiled and turned red. Hearing his brother getting all the compliments, made Evert crave for some attention. He was usually the one who was complimented on his ass. He stopped sucking Tristan, got up and undressed so quickly, that it seemed as if there was a fire. When the two brothers stood there naked, except for their sneakers and socks, they looked deep into each other’s eyes. Both their cocks were leaking precum. Evert grinned. Tristan felt so turned on by this grin, that he took his brother in his arms and started to kiss him passionately. Their hands travelled across each other’s bodies in such a rapid pace that it was hard to follow. Evert had not expected Tristan to be so into exhibitionistic sex. Tristan yearned to feel Evert inside him. He wanted to be fucked so bad. “I want you to fuck me! Hard!” He whispered in Evert’s ear. Evert didn’t need much more encouragement. He grabbed Tristan’s legs and placed them around his waist. With Tristan in his arms, he walked over to a table, and placed Evert on it. Tristan laid down on his back, his legs still around Evert’s waist. He grabbed Evert by the shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. This gave Chris an excellent view Evert’s ass. “Woow, another hot ass!” He groaned. This was the compliment that Evert wanted to hear. But Evert was not content with just one compliment. Vain as he was, he wanted to hear more. He got himself loose from Tristan’s leg-lock and turned around. He took Tristan’s hands and against his chest, so that Tristan’s chest was resting against his back. He could feel the heat coming from his brother’s body. Evert held on to Tristan’s hands and started to caress his own body. While he did this, he looked straight at Chris. In Evert’s eyes a cocky look, that said: look at me, look how hot I am. Chris started to wank more furiously. Tristan was kissing his brother’s neck and shoulder. His dick was firmly wedged between their bodies. He loved how bakırköy travesti Evert led his hands across his body. Evert and Chris kept looking deep into each other’s eyes. Neither of them looked away. Evert let his brother’s hands to his dick and balls. Tristan knew what to do. He took Evert’s dick in his hand and started to slowly wank. Evert put his hands on his chest and let them slowly travel down to his abs and to his crotch. Chris followed Evert’s hands with his eyes. “Nice dick!” He answered hoarsely. This was what Evert had been waiting for, a compliment for his dick. While his brother kept wanking him, he lifted his arms behind his head and took hold of Evert’s head. He turned his own head and the brothers started to kiss. “Man, this is hotter than porn!” Chris groaned loudly. Evert turned again, so that he was facing Tristan. Their dicks were touching each other’s. Evert took both of their dicks in his hand and started to milk them. With his other hand, he started to spread the precum over their dickheads. Tristan started to whimper, the touch of his brother, spreading the precum over their dicks sent electric waves through his body. He wished it never stopped. Involuntarily, he threw his head back and closed his eyes. He moaned. This felt fucking awesome. “Fuck me…” He whispered, barely audible. Evert turned his head towards Chris. “Got any lube?” He asked. Usually, he always carried condoms, lube and poppers with him, just in case, but tonight, he hadn’t thought he would need them, since it was with his brother. He had to admit, fucking bare was hot. He never did it. He never trusted someone enough. He always fantasised about it, though. But he trusted Tristan completely. He knew his brother was a virgin. “No, I don’t” Chris apologised. This would not stop Evert. He wanted to fuck. He figured if he prepared Tristan well enough, it might work. He pushed Tristan on his back and put his legs on his shoulders. He went straight for that sweet ass. No time for easy and slow, he wanted to fuck as soon as possible. He spit on Tristan’s hole and with his tongue, he started coating it. Fuck, it tasted great, just a bit of sweat, mixed with fresh teen flesh. He felt that Tristan was relaxed, so he figured he could try. He got back up and put his dick in line with Tristan’s eager hole. He milked it and rubbed the precum against Tristan’s ass crack. Tristan laid back, he put his hands behind his head. He wanted Evert to fuck him in front of Chris. He wanted Chris to watch how they committed incest. He knew it would hurt without lube, but he didn’t care, he would get over it, the same as he got over it when Johan fucked him dry in his ass last night. And once Evert was completely in, he would forget the pain and would enjoy the fuck. Tristan felt ever pressing his dick against his hole. He braced himself, but then remembered it would make things more difficult, so he relaxed his hole as best as he could. Evert felt that his brother was ready. He pushed his dick inside his hole. When the tip was in, he waited, but Tristan nodded to let him know he was ready for more. Evert pushed further and to his surprise, Tristan didn’t stop him, until he was balls deep inside. He grabbed Tristan’s ancles and started to pound his brother, who moaned loudly. “Definitely better than porn!” Chris sighed. The boys kept giving a show, totally lost in their own ecstasy. They were so in the moment. Evert kept pounding his brother, while their eyes locked. They both felt the love that can only exist between brothers. They would always be there for each other. Tristan was the first to cum. Without touching his dick, rope after rope of hot cum squirted from his dick on his body. Some even landed on his chin. Tristan was so into the moment that he only softly groaned when cumming. Seeing his brother shoot his load was an extra trigger for Evert. He loved the view of Tristan covered in cum. He thrusted one last time before filling up his brother. He shot so much cum that it dripped from Tristan’s hole onto his own balls and on the floor. The two boys kept their eyes locked. A faint smile came on the face of Tristan, which caused Evert to grin back. Tristan sat back up and Evert took his brother in his arms. They hugged for a long time. They had almost forgotten about Chris. When they heard him announcing that he was cumming, they looked as he stood up and shot his load on the ground. After he was done, the 3 of them stood there, a bit awkwardly, no one saying anything. Chris was the first to move. He put his dick back in his uniform and walked to the closet. He took a promo-T-shirt from a box and tossed it to the boys. “You can use this to clean yourself up.” He told them. “Sorry, I don’t have a towel here.” The boys cleaned their bodies the best they could and got dressed again. They said goodbye to Chris and went outside. Once outside, they looked at each other and burst out laughing. “Man, this was both the hottest and the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life!” Tristan exclaimed.

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