Breeding the Twins 1

**Story 2: Breeding the Twins**

The lake house smelled like pine and old wood. Every summer our family came here for two weeks. This year felt different. I was nineteen now and my twin brother Ethan had just turned the same age two days apart. We looked so much alike. Same dark hair, same green eyes, same stubborn mouth. People always said we could pass for the same person if one of us wore the other’s clothes.

Mom and Dad had gone into town for groceries and would not be back for hours. The house was quiet except for the sound of water lapping against the dock outside. I was in the big shared bedroom changing out of my wet swimsuit when Ethan walked in without knocking.

He stopped in the doorway. I was standing there completely naked with my back to him. My skin was still damp from the lake. Water droplets ran down my spine and over the curve of my ass.

“Shit sorry,” he said but he did not leave. His eyes stayed on me. I could feel them like hands.

I turned around slowly. My breasts were full and my nipples were hard from the cool air. Between my legs I was shaved smooth. I did not cover up. Something in the way he looked at me made heat bloom low in my belly.

“You have grown,” he said quietly. His voice sounded thicker than usual.

“So have you,” I answered. My eyes dropped to the front of his swim trunks. There was a clear bulge growing. Big and obvious.

We had always been close. Closer than normal twins. We shared secrets, clothes when we were little, even the same bed during thunderstorms until we were fourteen. But this summer the air between us felt heavy. Charged. Like something was about to snap.

Ethan stepped inside and closed the door. He walked closer until we were only a foot apart. I could smell the lake on his skin mixed with sunscreen and something warmer. Male. My brother.

His hand came up slow like he was giving me time to stop him. His fingers brushed my waist then slid up my side. Goosebumps broke out all over my body. When his thumb grazed the underside of my breast I shivered.

“Lily…” he whispered. My name sounded like a prayer and a sin at the same time.

I did not pull away. Instead I stepped closer until my hard nipples brushed his chest. “It is okay Ethan. I feel it too.”

His other hand moved to my hip. He pulled me against him. I felt his cock press against my belly through his trunks. Thick and hot and getting harder by the second. My pussy throbbed. I was getting wet fast.

We stood like that for a long moment just breathing each other in. Then he kissed me.

It started soft. Just lips. Then his tongue pushed into my mouth and everything changed. The kiss turned hungry. Wet. Desperate. His hands roamed over my naked body squeezing my ass, cupping my breasts, sliding between my legs.

He groaned when his fingers found how soaked I was. “Fuck you are dripping.”

I reached down and pushed his trunks down. His cock sprang free. It was long and thick with a slight upward curve. The head was already shiny with precum. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked slowly. It felt perfect in my palm. My own twin brother’s cock.

Ethan’s breath hitched. He pushed two fingers inside my pussy while I stroked him. We stood there in the middle of the room fingering each other and kissing like the world was ending.

He broke the kiss and looked down at me with dark eyes. “We should not be doing this.”

“I know,” I whispered back. But I squeezed his cock harder and rubbed my thumb over the leaking tip. “But I do not want to stop.”

He pulled his fingers out and brought them to his mouth. He licked my juices off them while staring into my eyes. Then he pushed me gently backward until I sat on the edge of the bed.

Ethan dropped to his knees between my spread legs. He looked at my pussy for a long moment like he was memorizing it. Then he leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly from my entrance all the way up to my clit.

I moaned loud and grabbed his hair. He licked me like he had been starving for my taste. Long slow strokes mixed with sucking on my clit. Two fingers pushed back inside me fucking me gently while his tongue worked magic.

I came hard shaking and grinding against his face. My thighs squeezed his head. He kept licking me through it until I was a trembling mess.

When he finally stood up his cock was leaking steadily. A thick string of precum hung from the tip. I wanted it inside me so bad it hurt.

But we heard the sound of the car pulling up outside. Mom and Dad were back early.

Ethan quickly pulled his trunks up. His cock made a huge tent. He looked at me with pure lust and frustration.

“This is not over Lily,” he said. His voice was rough. “Not even close.”

I stayed on the bed naked and dripping as he left the room. My heart was racing. My pussy was aching for more.

I smiled to myself and touched the wetness between my legs.

No. This was definitely not over.

Our twin bond had just become something much darker. And I could not wait for the next time we were alone.