Author's note: This story is completely fictitious and pure fantasy. It contains depictions of sexual acts between adults and references to when they were younger. If easily offended or if it is illegal to read such material where you live, please refrain from continuing or do so by your own volition. This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. eli2sweden3@gmail.com
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PLAYING TAG CHAPTER 2
Well, it wasn't a hallucination and I can't blame it all on the beer, though after three beers at dinner last night I was on my way to getting real happy, and if I had continued to a fourth beer I would have been thoroughly sauced.
What's that saying, `a two beer queer'? Or it is three beers? What the hell, in my case it turned out to be three. Three beers and I had let a guy swing on my knob and I happily returned the favor. But to argue a point; it wasn't just any random guy; it was Eli Nole, a fucking walking wet dream. Tall, dark, handsome, playful bedroom eyes, a mouth that any woman (or guy) would want doing fun things to them, long graceful fingers, stunning hairy legs, handsome feet, and that body! A frigging warrior god! I could envision him in ancient armor removing his crested Spartan helmet and breast plate with mortals kneeling before his beauty. Spartan soldiers offering themselves to be fucked by him.
I'm lying here in the dark, busting to piss, and unable to get up. Eli is wrapped around me, his impressive junk pressed against my bare butt. With a muscular arm draped over my chest and a long hairy leg tangled between mine I had a couple of options; piss the bed or wiggle out of the clutches of Eli. I chose wiggling.
Eli groaned and gripped me tighter. Fuck, I've got to go, bad! "Hey man, wake up. I've got to piss," I hissed to Eli. "If you don't let me up I'm going to wet the bed."
I knew he was awake when I felt his chest vibrating in a silent laugh pressed against my back. "You think that's funny, huh?" I wiggled my ass against him. That got his attention. I felt that magical part of him stir and grow.
"Can I come with you and hold it while you pee?" he teased.
"Let me up you fucker. And no you can't hold it. I'd be pissing straight up instead of down in to the toilet," I said making my escape when he relaxed his hold on me.
Eli laughed aloud.
When my feet hit the floor Eli turned the light on from his side of the bed. "Don't want you to trip and hurt yourself in the dark. Now that I've had a taste of you, I'm addicted and I want more. And that's a beautiful ass you got there Seth. I hope you let me tap that someday."
"We'll see." Shit! Did I just say that aloud? I'd like to think there was no way in hell that I'm going to let that gorgeous monster Eli has hanging between his legs enter and ride me as long as I had a sane thought in my head and breath enough in my body to hold him off.
I grinned and stood over the toilet letting my steam flow. Who the fuck was I kidding. I'm already insanely crazy about a twenty-four year old married stud. I'd lay there in any position and let Eli Nole poke me anytime and as much as he wanted. I like making him feel good.
The thing that gives me the warm and fuzzies is I'm almost sure Eli feels the same way about me. Don't ask me why or how I know. Intuition maybe? I just know for some reason this amazing man has the hots for me. I shook off the final drops of piss and returned to the bed.
I've never considered myself a hunk but I am decent looking and keep myself toned to attract the ladies. I probably look somewhat like the lead singer for that maroon number band. I look good with a bit of scruff on my face. The only tats I have are Celtic rings on my upper left arm. A dusting of soft trimmed hair across my chest, but not as much as Eli. And my package is noticeable in jeans and shorts without any hidden enhancements. I'm pretty well hung, thick, cut, low hangers, bushy pubes I keep trimmed but not to short; I like when ladies, and now Eli, run their fingers through it. Eli has busy hands and likes to play with my balls and cock hair. He moans when he does and so do I.
Eli watched me like a cat ready to pounce and toy with its prey. I teasingly adjusted my junk for him to see and wiggled my eyebrows. His eyes widened at my audacity and his grin became playfully wicked. When I crawled on my side of the bed, Eli scooted over, draped his arm over me pulling me close and proceeded to climb on top of me, hairy pubes to hairy pubes. Without a word his lips covered mine, his tongue invading me, leaving me panting, wanting more. I was as hard as a sixteen year old.
"So you still want me to fuck your wife?" I asked. "What is she going to say about that? And what's this about your twin brother?"
"You want to have this conversation at 3:00 in the morning?" Eli asked with a chuckle. "I can think of other things to do."
"Yep," I said. "I can't get it out of my mind. Talk first."
Eli grinned. "Okay, I'll tell you about Jill and Eddie. Jill's a hot little fuck. She's very pretty, five foot two, great tits, an awesome ass, and hungry cunt. She's a little thing with a big appetite for sex. Love's to get fucked. Even begs for it. Not so keen on blowjobs, so Eddie and I do that for each other, but she will lay there for hours and let us lick and fuck her pussy. She'll take it in any position, but when she's lying under one of us and we're buried balls deep, she's so tiny it's hard to see her. Almost looks like Eddie or I are humping a little girl. But make no mistake, she's all woman when we've got our cocks in her sweet and always horny pussy. I want to share her with you. I want to see you on top of her. I want to lick your big balls and suck your cock while you're fucking her. I want to see your nuts draw up and cock contractions when you squirt in her." Eli ground his hips into mine.
My cock jumped and twitched against Eli's.
"Eddie and I are half-brother twins in the sense that we have the same mother and were born at the same time, but each of us has a different father. One of those odd circumstances where mom produced two eggs and two different guys got a piece of her while the eggs were fertile. Each guy's sperm fertilized one egg. Hence Eddie and me. Eddie is six-five and a fucking jock. He's two inches taller than me. We look somewhat similar but not identical. Our fathers are brothers. Mom is married to Eddie's father, but my dad lived with us too and both guys raised us as fathers, though in public we officially' told everyone Eddie's father was my father too. I guess you could say our relationship with Jill is similar, like fathers, like sons'."
"Holy shit!" I mumbled squirming under Eli positioning his rod touching mine.
"Eddie and I are as close as any twins could be. We are empathic brothers and can finish each other's sentences. We had a crush on Jill in middle school. Our hormones were raging, her breasts were becoming nice, and we made a twin's pact that if either of us got in her pants we'd try to arrange for the other to have a go at her. Turns out Jill couldn't figure out which one of us she liked the best, so Eddie, being the brazen horn dog he is, suggested that she be adventurous and date' both of us on the same time. And by date' he didn't mean go out for a burger, soda, and see a movie. She understood exactly what he was proposing.
"Our parents were going away for a night and Jill told her parents she was staying with a girlfriend and instead came to our house. That was our first `date' with her. She was as horny as we were, but cautious. Turns out she wasn't a virgin like us. An older cousin had gotten to her before us. She wanted to make sure we'd never tell before she'd let Eddie and I have sex with her. It started with her giving Eddie and me instructions what she wanted us to do to each other. At first I was more hesitant than Eddie. He wanted to fuck her bad and was willing to do almost anything. He talked me into doing what she said. For each sex thing we did to each other, she would remove a piece of her clothing. I think she purposely wore more than usual. We started off kissing, feeling each other up, undressing, and ended up with each other's cock in our mouths. She took pictures as insurance."
"Never having had any type of sex with another person, Eddie and I both creamed each other's tonsils when we felt the hot wet slickness of a mouth around our cocks. Jill made us swallow. After that we fucked the shit out of her all night long. Watching Eddie and I playing with each other really turned her on. She still likes to see us play with each other."
"Jesus!" I said.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Since then it's been the three of us. Because I'm the oldest twin, I married Jill when we finished college, but Eddie lives and sleeps with us. An honest to goodness menage a trois. I love Jill and Eddie."
"Jill can get super horny and craves more than Eddie and I can give her," Eli said.
"That is fucking hard to believe," I laughed.
Eli laughed too. "You would think we could take care of her, but she loves to get fucked. It was she who suggested we bring in a couple of other guys on occasion. We offered her to our closest friends in middle school, guys we trusted, and all of them still fuck her from time to time when they are in the area or able to get away. Each had to be willing to let Jill take a picture of them with another guy's cock in his mouth as insurance, and then they could fuck the hell out of her."
"How many guys?" I asked astounded.
"There are six more guys, seven if you count her cousin who still likes to hit it when he's in town. All are married now and they don't get away from their wives on a regular basis. Occasionally, when one is free, he lets Eddie or me know and we set it up to have Jill ready for him.
"When I first met you I felt something primal stir in me. A desire, lust at first site, love at first site? Fuck if I know. Sounds silly. I only know my, my breath hitched, I felt this warm pressure in my chest, my cock twitched, and I wanted you from the beginning. I've never experienced a feeling like that before I met you."
"Yeah!" I whispered. "I felt it too."
"I know that now. Wasn't sure about you at first, but now I am," Eli said and kissed me deep working his way down my neck and torso, latching on to my prize possession and putting it in his mouth. My hips came off the bed when he swirled his skilled tongue around it. "Fuck!" I guess his talking was over.
NOTE: To the readers of this story: I hadn't intended to make this a continued story, but got some nice and `fun' feedback. This story is heading in the direction of a bi-adult-friends story. If there is enough interest and I can find the time to write another chapter, I'll ask Nifty to move it to the bi-adult-friends category. Thank all of you guys who emailed! JD