My Brothers Big Cock

Growing up as a twin had its advantages, as well as its drawbacks. My brother and I got away with standing in for each other when it was advantageous to do so, like when he or I needed the other to take a specific test for the other in school. I was really great in math and my brother Will was great when it came to subjects like English, Spanish, History and other electives like those. We always found a way to be able to substitute for each other when these tests came up so we'd both end up with the best grades possible. None of our teachers could tell us apart, and many of our good friends were also unable to tell one from the other either. Those tricks always worked like a charm; we always ended up with high marks in all of our tests.

After graduation and when we went away to college, we both roomed together in the dorms, and always had a great time tricking the other guys we went to college with. By age 20, we started getting tired of playing these kinds of games on our friends, so we slowly stopped. I guess we must have been growing up into adults. There was one sure-fire way to tell us apart, but unless you saw us naked, you'd never know. You see, Will had a 10" cock that was as thick as a Coke bottle and he stayed hard for hours at a time. His huge balls held tons of thick, salty cum that he squirted often and all over. Even though we always had girlfriends all throughout high school and college, we still played around together in bed most nights while we lived at home, and then again in our dorm room away at college.

Neither one of us thought that we were gay, or even bi-sexual because the only other guy each of us played with was each other. Most nights in bed we'd suck each other off and swallow each others big, hot, sticky loads! Each of us seemed to get off sucking each others cocks while in the 69 position on our sides. I loved eating his asshole too, as he did love to eat mine as well. He loved to fuck me but it took a lot of foreplay in order to get my asshole to gape enough to be able for him to get his cock up inside of me. It hurt so much in the beginning that I'd actually cry for the first few minutes before his soft head would be able to be worked up inside of my hot, tight ass. After a few minutes it actually felt great, better than anything else I've ever felt before. I loved that huge sausage being stuck up my asshole! In return, he said that he loved having my cock stuck deep inside of his asshole too.

Each of us always loved coming deep in the others asshole too. Being twin brothers gave us a sense of deep understanding of exactly what the other one was thinking and feeling. That alone made the sex between us that much better. We both eventually married and had children. Our families were very close indeed. Being married to two beautiful women didn't slow our sexual activity at all. We always seemed to find time to suck and fuck each other just about as much as we wanted to. Throughout our lives each of us must have swallowed gallons of the others cum, and had the same amount deposited deep inside of each others assholes too. Will and I never regretted what we were doing or what we planned on doing for the rest of our lives. Neither one of us ever had another male as a sexual partner throughout our lives. If our wives had ever found out what we were doing, it would have ruined many lives indeed, but thankfully, that never happened.

We'd sometimes drink scotch together in my backyard kitchen, swimming pool, and patio talking about everything we'd done with each other and decided that there was no reason for us to be remorseful at all. Instead, we'd continue having fun together because we reasoned that we were hurting no one at all by sucking and fucking each other. After all, we'd been doing this together longer than we were married or even longer than we actually even knew our wives. As long as no one ever found out what we were doing, it made no sense to deny each other of the pleasure we always gave to the other. We rationalized that we weren't actually hurting anyone if no one knew what we were doing together. Plus, it always felt too good to just stop! We both knew that it was rationalizing, but it was how we coped with what we were doing. You know, "If It Feels Good, Do It!"