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Even though my brother is also gay, I've never done anything with him...or even thought about it. It also has never even crossed my mind to mess with my sons (though they are now adults).
OTOH, I did play with identical twin brothers a couple of times during a month in Houston. It was both really hot, and really strange. There was a mirrored wall opposite the beds (more on that in a moment), and watching them take turns fucking each other was like a surreal optical illusion. Another really wild bit was standing in front of the mirror and going from looking down at them pigging out on my cock and balls, to watching the scene in the mirror. I really got off on that, and also shoving my dick in one's ass or mouth, then going to the next one, and back again. What was particularly strange in my book was how it felt like I was nothing more than a two-legged dildo. It was obvious that they were far more into doing it with each other, even though I had no other interest in them beyond fucking them. Even stranger (which I found out the second time I got with them) was how they lived across the street from each other in a cookie-cutter condo subdivision: both units were absolutely identical down to the furniture, photos, even placement of things in the kitchen cabinets and bric-a-brac. And, both of their bedrooms had 2 twin beds (same pattern sheets) with a mirrored wall opposite them. This behavior definitely had to have its roots in some major incest in their childhoods but, as I said, I wasn't there to analyze their backstory. I have messed around with some other brothers over the years, mostly not at the same time, but a few were. Thankfully, none of them were fodder for a Springer episode -- just good, wholesome sucking and fucking.
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Nothing great to tell. I was 11 he was 15. We were alone and wanted to play. I was willing. We took turns fondling, playing, feeling, and then he taught me to masturbate. First time I had the experience, it felt so good, and my first orgasm. No cum, too young, but wanted more. Then it was my turn to try what I learned. He wanted a cloth around his dick. Full size, very hairy, and after a little stroking he cummed. A few weeks later I asked for more, he seemed relucktant, but we did it again. I think that was the beginning of my fondness of jacking and sucking cock. Not interested in much more. Nothing else happened for a few years. Then one late night he wanted me to help take pictures of him naked. He was about 17 now and I was about 13. I did so. When he found out I now had some hair and was much larger, he wanted picture of me too. Don't know what he ever did with them. I always wished he had asked me to suck him. It wasn't for about 4 or 5 years later that I got to suck my first cock.
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