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                      HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS

                               by 

                             RHYMER


     It all began after my first year in college, during summer
break.  Our exams were over and aced, so my roommate Sylvia and I
partied hard the night before break began, hitting several of the
brewhouses along College Row.  We stopped imbibing around midnight,
so we'd be something near sober when we went back to the dorm, and
had passed into that maudlin conversational stage that often
follows heavy drinking.  I admitted that I was going to miss the
hell out of this place.
     "Oh, really? Why?"  she asked, sipping her soda.  "I would
have thought you'd be anxious to see your family.  You haven't been
able to go back home all year."
     "I will be,"  I said,  "but frankly -- you know, I was a
virgin until I came to school.  I lost my cherry that time at the
Omega Chi party, remember?"
     She nodded, grinning.
     "Well, over the past few months I've discovered how much I
really like sex.  Here I can get a cock every night if I want it,
but it's not like that at home.  It's gonna be hard doing without
for a whole month until summer term starts."
     "Don't you have any boyfriends back home?"
     I snorted.  "That podunk town?  I wouldn't let any of those
losers touch me with a ten-foot pole!"
     She considered me for a long moment, as if making up her mind
about something.  "There is another option,"  she said slowly.
     "What's that?"
     "I know your mom divorced your Dad a long time ago, but didn't
you say you had twin brothers?"
     I really didn't see where she was going with this.  "Yeah.
So?"
     She leaned close.  "Well, there's no reason you should do
without back home when there's two hard cocks around to take care
of you."
     I was stunned and slightly revolted -- and maybe a little
turned on.  "You mean -- have sex with my brothers?!  But --
they're my brothers!"
     She nodded, looking at me steadily.  "So what?  There's
nothing more exciting than fucking or sucking a family cock."  Her
voice dropped to a whisper, barely audible over the background
noise.   "I've been doing it with with my dad and brother for
ages."  Then she paused to let that sink in.
     "My brothers are only 14,"  I said weakly.
     "So?  I started younger than that.  Just think: you'd probably
get to teach them everything!  It would be great.  Believe me, it's
just the hottest thing going.  When I go home for the weekend, Pop
and Randy give me at least fifteen cums to remember them by.  I
can't wait to get home tomorrow."  She grinned, and that was the
end of our conservation.  We finished our sodas, and left. 

     I couldn't forget Sylvie's shocking revelations.  Believe me,
I thought of nothing else all during the three-hour drive home.  As
I considered the notion, the initial revulsion I'd felt gave way to
curiosity and horniness.  My panties were sopping when I finally
got home.
     My family greeted me enthusiastically, with hugs and kisses
all around.  I couldn't help but assess my twin brothers, Derek and
David, in a whole new light.  They were nice-looking guys,
identical, with close-cropped blond hair, light brown eyes, and
strong features.  David, who's about three minutes younger than
Derek, is easy to distinguish because he's got this shy attitude
that's completely missing in Derek.  I was quick to notice that
they both had cute behinds, through I could tell little more
through their clothes -- you know how baggy high school fashions
are these days.
     After catching up on family news for several hours, Derek
suggested that we go out to the pool to cool off.  Everyone thought
it was a good idea, so went back to my room (Derek's now) and
slipped into a revealing French-cut one-piece and ventured on out
to the pool behind our house.  The boys were already splashing in
the pool; Mom joined us presently, wearing one of those frumpy
old-lady swimsuits with all the frills.  I dove in and swam a few
laps, but mostly I just lay back in a shaded lounge chair and
watched the twins have fun.
     They really were gorgeous kids, I thought.  Both were
five-eight (about my height), with naturally taut young bodies made
muscular by weight training and football practice.  Their abs and
pecs were well defined, their thighs meaty, their buttocks lean and
firm.  I got a damned good view of their identical cock-bulges
through the tight fabric of their Speedos, and I had to keep myself
from automatically reaching between my legs as I guessed a minimum
of eight inches for their erect members, which was really good on
a grown man but was great on a 14 year old boy.  I abruptly
realized that I was hot and ready for my little brothers, and this
made me feel a little bit guilty and a whole lot excited.  
     That night, we all stayed up late to watch a series of videos
Mom had rented the night before in anticipation of my arrival. 
Around midnight Mom went off to bed, pointing out that she had to
be up early to go to work; however, we had nothing better to do, so
we stayed up to watch another.
     As hot as southwest Wyoming is in high summer, it can be
damned cold at night, especially in the higher reaches where we
were.  By now, it was quite chilly.  I was wearing nothing but a
tight tee-shirt and a naughty little pair of shorts that barely
covered my crotch.  I'd caught Derek looking at my tits once, and
that combined with the growing chilliness caused my nipples to poke
out like little erasers against the fabric of my shirt.  I thought
Derry was going to get whiplash.
     About 1 AM, when I figured Mom was good and asleep, I decided
it was time.  I was sitting between the boys on our long couch, and
I reached back for the knitted afghan that lay on the back of the
couch.  "I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting cold,"  I
said.  "Why don't you huddle up here under the blanket with me and
keep me warm?"  I was already quite hot, thank you, but they'd find
that out soon enough.  They readily obliged, and soon we were one
big bundle of warmth.  I slid my arms around them and squeezed. 
"Gosh, I've really missed you guys."  They'd missed me too, they
chorused.  
     "You've really grown a lot,"  I said.  "You're almost men.  In
fact, from what I saw at the pool today, you are men.  Except for
one thing, I bet.  Has either of you ever been with a woman?"
     David blushed and shook his head.  Derek, though, replied, "I
felt a girl's titties once.  It was great."
     "But you've never had sex with a girl, have you?"  He shook
his head, eyes bright.  "But you'd like to, right?"  They both
nodded earnestly.
     "I love you guys at lot,"  I said softly,  "So I'm going to do
something special for you tonight.  I'm going to make you into
men."  I dropped my hands into their laps and started massaging
their crotches.  Derry was already half-hard, the little animal,
but soon enough David's manhood spring to life.  When they'd grown
hard enough, I deftly unzipped their shorts and pulled out their
pulsating erections.  By feel, I'd guessed right.  Each boy had a
minimum of eight inches, maybe eight and a half.  I felt a shiver
run through me as I realized they were barely half grown -- how big
would their cocks be in five years, if they were already man-sized
now?  I started pumping them slowly up and down, letting them savor
their first handjob.
     "T-take off your shirt, Emma,"  shy David said.  "We wanna see
your tits.  It'll make it better."
     I stopped stoking long enough the peel off the tee, and they
gasped as my tits bounced free.  I'm not huge, but I've got ample
knockers to satisfy the most ambitious stud.  Combined with my
elfin face and slim boyish figure, they look particularly large. 
I tweaked the nipples back to hardness, pushed a strand of auburn
hair out of my eyes, and slid my hands back under the covers.  
     "Is that better?"  I asked.  It was.  The boy's wangers were
harder than ever, and Derek's was already drooling pre-cum.  I
twitched aside the covers so I could see them.
     Their cocks were probably the most beautiful, if not the
biggest, I've ever seen.  Each was slim and long, a nice tan color
with a spongy purple cap of a head.  Fabulous.  I leaned back and
let their eyes feast on my tits as I gently jacked them off.
     David came first.  He reached out and started caressing my
left tit, rubbing and massaging the nipple a little hesitantly, and
it seemed my faint little moans made him particularly hot.  He
thrust hard into my hand and spewed several sticky strings of semen
onto the blanket, me, and the sofa.  I was truly amazed at the
amount and distance he managed.  One blob landed on my right tit,
dribbling down the nipple, and this set Derek off.  His load was
just as large, but I managed to catch most of it in my mouth so as
not to stain Mom's afghan any further.  It was delicious, rich and
creamy and manly.  I leaned back against the couch, cocks still in
hand and breathing hard (by now I was getting really turned on) and
said, "Wow, you guys must have been saving that up for a long time.

Did you like that?"
     They were kinda dazed, but managed to mumble their assurances.

"Well, we're not done yet, kids.  There's a lot more.  Think you
can handle it?"  Derek nodded, eyes wide, and David -- whom I
couldn't think of any more as shy -- responded by putting his hand
in my lap and gently tracing the outline of my pussy-lips.  Already
I could feel their big fleshy tools arcing toward hardness again.
     "So what's next?"  Davey asked, pumping his prick against my
hand.  I took my hand away before he could get too far into it.
     "Next I show you how to make a girl feel good,"  I said.  "You
can't be a real man unless you know how to make a girl feel really
good."
     "I know how to make a girl feel good,"  Derek said, waggling
his stiffening cock at me.  "Ram this up her twat!"
     Cocky little fucker!  Where had they leaned such language?  I
shook my head.  "That's the ultimate purpose, of course, but
there's a lot more to it than that.  You need to learn the fine art
of foreplay."
     "What's foreplay?"
     "Well, it's a lotta things.  Like, those handjobs I gave you
were foreplay.  Usually a girl justs jacks a guy til he gets hard,
then goes on from there."
     "Cool."  Davey snickered.  "But what kind of foreplay does a
guy do for a girl? This?"  He rubbed my cunt, and I gasped.
     "Yeah, but that's not all.  We'll do that later."  I took his
hands away.  "First I want you to suck my tits.  Lick and suck the
nipples."
     They obeyed eagerly, and I found myself with a horny young
brother on each tit, sucking like hungry babies.  It felt so good! 
I'd never had two guys work on me at one time; I was in heaven.
After a minute or so of this, I was sobbing with excitement.  I
slid my hand into my shorts and started the rub my clit in little
circular motions; after a few minutes, I orgasmed mightily, soaking
my shorts.  I pulled them down and kicked them away; didn't need 
'em anymore.
     I didn't tell them to stop, so the boys kept feasting on my
tits, and I kept rubbing my cunt and slipping my fingers inside
until I came two more times.  We must have spent a good twenty
minutes like that.
     Finally I pushed my zealous tit-lovers away.  "My goodness,"
I gasped, "You boys are fast learners!  I've never cum so good or
so many times in a row in my life!"  They grinned proudly.  "I
think you're starting to learn how to make a girl feel really good.

But there's more."  I pointed at my dripping snatch.  "Derry, you
first."
     He dove between my legs and started licking.  He was a
talented little bastard, all right.  In seconds he found my clit,
and my little jump when he touched it with his tongue showed him
just how sensitive it was.  Soon he's centered his attention on it,

licking and biting gently, sucking it into his mouth and swabbing
it with his tongue.  I rocked back and forth, pressing his head
into my cunt.
     "Hey!"  cute Davey said with a hurt expression. "What about
me?"
     "You'll get your turn,"  I gasped.  "Right now I want you to
stand up in front of me and let me kiss that beautiful cock."
     "You're not just gonna kiss it, are ya?"  he asked with a
leer. 
     " 'Course not, silly.  That would be boring."  I grasped the
base of his prick with one hand, keeping the other on the back of
Derek's head.  Then I shaped my mouth into a soft, round O, and
slowly engulfed the mushroom-shaped head of his manmeat.  I twirled
my tongue over and around the head, liberally coating it with
saliva, and felt his whole body stiffen.
     He caressed my hair.  "Ah, oh, Emma, your mouth feels great,
oh geez, it's a lot better than a hand."  He moaned and pushed his
cock in an inch deeper.  "C'mon, sis, take some more, suck it all
down, drain me."
     I couldn't deep-throat his entire length, but I slurped down
a good two-thirds.  I began bobbing my head up and down, barely
cognizant of what I was doing by now, as I could feel Derek working
away down there bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.  Finally, 
Derry thrust that talented tongue as far as he could into my cuntal
depths, and I rewarded him by flooding his mouth with my cream.  I
popped off then and almost bit poor Davey's cock off.  As it was,
I swallowed convulsively, sucking him in almost to the balls, and
that set him off.  He groaned raggedly and squirted a great big
load of thin, sweet boycum into my mouth.  I swallowed greedily as
little firecrackers went off throughout my body.  Oh my God, sex
had never felt like this!
     "Now trade,"  I said huskily after I'd pulled my mouth of
Davey's shriveling cock.  Derry jumped up enthusiastically, his
stiff penis bouncing in front of my mouth, already leaking a thin
thread of pre-cum.  I figured he'd shoot quicker than Davey.  Davey
quickly proved to be just as talented as Derry at pussy-licking,
and I started nursing on his twin's prong with great relish.
     I was right about Derry not being to hold out long.  He
started spewing about the time I pulled off to lick the underside
of his rod, so I caught the ivory stream full in the face.  There
was so much of it!  I tried to wipe it away with my fingers, but I
didn't catch much.  My brother's spunk dribbled obscenely down my
neck and tits.  I lay back, breathing hard, and enjoyed Davey's
cunnilingual technique.  Derry collapsed onto his end of the couch.
     "Ohhh, that was so great,"  he moaned.
     "The best is yet to come, boys,"  I promised.  About that
time, Davey finally brought me off.  When I stopped convulsing, I
pulled his head up to mine and covered his shiny face with little
kisses.  I  could taste my own cum against his salty skin.  I
couldn't believe how horny that made me. 
     "OK, boys, this is it.  Time for the big one."  I got down on
my hands and knees on the soft shag rug that carpeted the family
room (a room whose name was beginning to take on a whole new
meaning, I reflected), spread my legs slightly, and thrust my ass
up into the air.  "Time for your first fuck."
     "But I can't get it up yet!"  Derry wailed.
     I smirked.  "It's not your turn anyway, Mr. Greedy!  But I bet
Davey's got a nice hard present he can give me!"
     "Fat one, too,"  Davey said proudly.
     "Yeah!  Get that huge fat cock over here, little bro!"
     He didn't need any additional urging.  In a twinkling he was
crocuhing behind me, his thick cockhead rubbing my cuntlips. 
Slowly, savoring every second, he slid his fuckstick into me, inch
by throbbing inch.  My whole body was tingling by the time I felt
his swollen balls impact my clitty.  "Oh, you boys are such horny
studs!  Right here in my own house and I didn't even know it!"  I
whimpered, "Derry, baby bro, bring that cock over here, I'm gonna
suck it til it's hard as a rock, 'coz I want you to fuck me too."
Davey just watched, grinning, as Derry stepped in front of me.  I
wriggled my hips and clenched my cunt muscles around his hot
length.  "Get to fucking, now, little boy!"
     "I'll show you who's a 'little boy,'"  he growled, and started
thrusting.
     "MMMM.  Uh.  Derry?"  Without further instructions, Derek fed
me his long, limber cock.  Davey was pumping away back there like
mad, sending thrills through every inch of my body, just like some
well-trained stud in a porn film.  It occurred to me that they were
handsome enough and sufficiently well-hung to make a living that
way, if they so desired...and it was starting to look like they had
the necessary staying power, too.  As a warm red glow enveloped me,
and one turgid cock rammed deliciously in and out of my pussy while
its twin hardened in my mouth, I thought fleetingly of the amateur
sex video I'd seen one day at a boyfriend's house, and wondered
what it would be like to be in one of those with the boys.
     I came like gangbusters, and I think I blacked out for a
split-second, because everything went gray.  Neither the boys or I
skipped a beat, however.  Davey was grunting and groaning in
earnest now and suddenly he thrust his root into me like he was
trying to spear it through my guts and out my mouth.  I could tell
he had his mouth clamped shut -- wouldn't do to wake Mom -- but his
muffled scream echoed through the room anyway.  I could feel his
cum splashing hard against my cervix.  His last thrust practically
made me swallow Derry's prick, but fortunately Derry managed not to
come (what a terrible waste that would have been).  
     I pulled off Derry's boner with a smack.  "Your turn, big
guy."
     He scooted back behind my and Davey came up in front of me,
his big schlong still hard, greased now with with a creamy mixture
of boyspunk and cunt lube.  "I think I could come again,"  he said
suggestively.
     "Well, let's see,"  I said, and took him into my mouth.  He
wasn't bashful about it: he grabbed my head and started fucking my
face.  I had to take control to keep from gagging.
     Cocky Derek was turning out to be a gentler, more considerable
lover than "shy" Davey.  I'd have to reward him somehow later.  He
took it slow and careful, plowing me deep before sliding his cock
back out and pistoning back inward.  I could feel him
experimenting: he varied the speed and angle of his thrusts, and
seesawed up and down a little to add friction.  Much to my
surprise, about five minutes into it he groaned and filled me full
of his spunk, just as that old familiar ache was starting to rise
again in my loins.  I thought that was the end of it, but sweet
Derry stayed hard (ah, youth!) and after a long pause to catch his
breath started thrusting into me again, this time somewhat faster
and more regularly.  
     Meanwhile I kept bobbing on Davey's thick rod, pulling away
now and then to lick the length of his shaft and suck on one of his
balls.  I could tell by the way he moaned how much he liked that! 
Presently Derry's thrusting approached a crescendo, my body started
to tingle all over, and I could feel Dave's prink begin to swell in
my mouth.
     Then, wham!  A stick of dynamite -- Derry's gorgeous cock --
went off in my pussy, sending me plunging over the edge of my own
orgasm.  I shrieked around Davey's prick, and the extra vibrations
caused him to lose it, too.  We all came together in an earthquake
of emotion and a geyser of sweet semen.  When we were spent, we all
collapsed in a sweaty, tangled mass of limbs and naked flesh on the
family room floor.
     "Oh. My. God."  Derry gasped.  I was beyond speech.  After he
caught his breath, Davey squeaked,  "Are we men now?"
     I found my breath.  "Oh yes.  Are you ever!  I've never had
such fun in my life.  I've really jealous of all the girls and
lonely women around here.  You're gonna break a lotta hearts, and
probably some cherrys too."  Derry giggled as I reached down and
grasped their slippery cocks, one in each hand.  "Promise me one
thing, though,"  I said, giving my prizes a hard squeeze.  "No
matter how many girls you have sex with, let me be the only one you
ever double-fuck.  This'll be the one special thing we do
together."
     "No problem, Sis!"  "Way cool!"
     By this time, it was after 3 AM, and we were all exhausted and
drained.  We all decided to hit the sack and talk about what we'd
done tomorrow at breakfast, after Mom had gone to work.  Oh, we
talked all right; then I served them some titty-meat and pussy
juice, and they provide the dessert: creme a la cock!  Oh yeah, did
we ever talk.
     I decided not to attend summer term at all, electing the stay
out two more months til the fall term started.  Sylvie sounded
knowing and not at all surprised when I called her to tell her she
needed to find a new roommate for the summer.  I told Mom I stayed
home so I could get a job and earn a little money for extras next
year, and this I actually did.  But the boys weren't fooled.  They
knew the real reason I stayed home:  I couldn't get enough of
sucking and fucking their big, hard, brotherly cocks!

                             THE END