The College Twins - Part 2

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The remark was an off-the-cuff jive, and even Jake seemed taken aback by it. He laughed in an attempt to make it more comical, but an image had already been burned into my mind, and it wasn't one that I wanted to let go of.

He turned around to me after a moment and flashed a grin, and it was at that point I realised I had probably outstayed my welcome.

"I'll get going" I said, though my legs remained frozen.

"Sweet" he nodded politely, "well, see you"

"See you".

God, I was so fucking awkward.

When I eventually managed to stumble out of his room, my dick pulsed in my pants. It had been the most chaotic, sexually charged few moments I had ever had, and all he did was make a joke. I felt ridiculous.

In the days that followed, the twins only seemed to use the house as a base. Mom kept dinner for them each night, but they usually returned late and were gone by the time I woke up the next morning. College hadn't even started yet, so I tried to work out where they were going, but eventually I just gave up.

On the Friday night, mom and dad took Adam to the movies. They invited me too but the idea of sitting through two hours of anything that Adam found interesting sounded like hell, so I opted to stay home instead. Plus, with the twins out as well, it gave me the very rare opportunity of having the house to myself.

I was eighteen, and naturally enough, every waking moment of my day was centred around jerking off. Tonight would be no exception. The twins didn't usually get home until after midnight, and the movie was two hours long, so that gave me at least two hours of unadulterated horniness, and I didn't waste a minute of it.

I shed my clothes in the living room, because why the fuck not? I stood in the mirror as I walked through the hallway and admired my body. It was nothing like Jake's or his brother's, but it was decent enough. My cock was already hard in anticipation for the coming hours, and it looked pretty good. I gave it a squeeze and continued around the house.

I don't know why I enjoyed walking around naked. I guess it was a sense of freedom, considering it was extremely rare that I could be naked anywhere other than my bedroom and the bathroom. I stood at the top step and considered where my naked escapade would take me next, and then my eyes fell on Jake's door.

It had always been the strictest of rules. Under absolutely no circumstances, were any of us allowed to enter the student's rooms. Mom had made that extremely clear and dad had enforced it when he caught me snooping as a kid.

Even the idea of opening the door was almost too taboo, yet I found myself strolling toward it with my hard cock swaying between my legs. All I was gonna do was look. Jake's collection of underwear had intrigued me, and the idea of finding a pair that was worn made my dick dance.

I twisted the knob, and squeezed my own one. My heart raced a bit as I slowly pushed it open. It wasn't much different to how it was the night I'd left it, though slightly messier with some piles of clothing around the floor and a few cups on the locker.

Being in the room was strange, but being in the room naked was even stranger. I stepped closer to his bed, and the aroma of man hugged the walls. It was a nice scent of cheap deodorant mixed with hormones. It made my dick even harder.

I tip toed over to one of the piles of clothes and carefully lifted the jeans. Bingo.

A pair of crumpled up underwear lay underneath, they were silky soft and my guess was that they would be extremely comfortable to wear. I stole a glance back over my shoulder and fingered them into my hand. There was something so hot about the whole thing, and I simply couldn't contain myself.

I opened them up, the black fabric felt like water in my hands and then I spotted exactly what I had hoped for. In fact, it was better than I had hoped for.

As a horny teenage boy myself, my boxer briefs almost always contained silvery streaks of pre-cum from my various fantasies throughout the day. Jake's however, were thicker, longer and wetter than any of mine had been.

I trailed my finger through the mess, and when I lifted it, a string of fluid linked my fingertip to the fabric. It wasn't just pre-cum in his underwear, it was a full load.

My dick drooled onto the wooden floor as I slid my finger into my mouth. Sure, it may have been gross, but the sharp taste of his cum made me weak with pleasure.

I lifted them to my face, inhaling his musky scent into my lungs. I could smell his cock, a sweet smell with hints of ripeness. I could smell his ass too, another manly scent that caused me to moan into them.

My tongue flicked at the wet mess, and a few moments later I lay on the bed with his underwear in my mouth and my fist furiously stroking my aching cock.

I was close. So close. I imagined him the night that we met. "Punish me then" I was saying, and he did punish me, he punished me with his beautiful cock that I could only picture in my imagination.

I felt the cum build in the base of my cock, and then the sound of the front door opening and closing woke me from my fantasy, followed quickly by hurried footsteps at the bottom of the stairs.

My eyes almost burst from my head. I jumped from the bed and froze. There was nothing I could do. I was naked, hard, drooling cum out of my cock, and trapped. As the footsteps drew closer, the only place that seemed viable was the old closet. I dove inside it as quietly as I possibly could, and covered myself behind the hangers. I was well and truly fucked.

"I need to get ready for tonight" I heard one of the twins say, and I silently prayed that it was Troy and not Jake. A moment later, the door opened and I could see through the crack, that my prayers had gone unanswered.

"Of course, man" Jake said into his phone as he strolled across the room, closer and closer to where I hid.

His underwear was still clasped tightly in my hand, and drips of cum were pouring from my now flaccid cock.

"Alright, I'll see you later" he said, and threw his phone on the bed.

Part of me was too afraid to even look at him. If I could see him, then maybe he could see me! I considered closing my eyes like a child, until Jake peeled his sweaty t-shirt over his head, and I couldn't help but stare.

"Aw what a day" he sighed, and I watched even closer as he slid his shorts down his thick, muscular thighs and left them on the floor.

He was absolutely stunning, and as terrified as I was, my eyes remained firmly on his large package. The underwear he was wearing now was white, but like I had suspected, it was almost see through. I studied it closely, but I didn't have to. A few seconds later, Jake yanked them down and stood up stretching.

He looked like a sculpture. His body was etched with muscle, and between his perfect legs, an equally perfect cock hung.

It was large, and thick too. The head was big and bulbous and unlike my own one, had a foreskin covering the top. My cock was already stiffening again.

I continued watching from the darkness of his closet as he lay back on the bed and sighed contently. His strong hand ran down his chiselled abs and just as he reached the base of his long, flaccid tool, he spoke, and my eyes widened.

"I think it's about time you come out of the closet, Danny".