Levi & Flinn Twin Brothers - 1

What should have started as a nice day was brutally disrupted by our mother with her stress. Get up Flinn! Get up Levi! Curtains flew open and I saw my little brother Levi looking around as confused as me. Mom! Please! Another hour of sleep, we celebrated our 16th birthday with school friends yesterday and that has become late. She was strict, we had to shower, get dressed and pack our stuff for a week at center parcs and she strode out of the bedroom. We went, with some family and close friends we haven't seen for a long time, in honor of our 16th anniversary.Well brother, I'll take a shower first

I said to my brother. Despite the fact that we are identical twins, I was born more than half an hour earlier, which automatically makes him my little brother. He doesn't like it, I don't really care. We are both hard to tell apart, our dad still struggles to this day. Especially when we wear the same clothes. I pull the covers off me with 1 pull and realize that I'm standing in my boxer with a tent. Levi laughs a little, swings open his duvet and says "So Flinn, looks like it's identical too". Unresponsive but somewhat embarrassed I walk out of the room into the bathroom.

I kick off my boxers, step into the shower and take a good look at my hard cock. A month ago I had no idea other than that that thing was for peeing. Yes, I knew the stories about the flowers and the bees. But this? Innocent, religious and raised very protectively by both my parents, I was now confronted with starting hair growth around my pee and almost continuous stiffness, with everything I saw. This subject was hushed up at home. Everything for GOD at home. But especially with boys from my class, while changing at gym, I noticed my pole will. As soon as the students got out and put on their clothes, my pole reacted. Sneak peek and quickly change clothes. One of those hot guys was 1 class lower, and shared the locker room with our class during the class change, he was even shorter than me, estimate him 1 meter 60 or so. My pole always responded directly to him I noticed. As soon as his shirt came off and he casually took off his gym shorts, I got a stiff as hell. Had never exchanged a word with him, didn't even know his name, sure something cute. And if that wasn't enough, my pole also seemed to demand attention, as if something wanted to get out, he signaled "touch me" all day long..

A good friend at school told me about jerking off six months ago. I didn't really understand him at the time, but that penny slowly started to drop. Until the last few weeks I just wasn't into this. While I further examined my body, I continued to lubricate it with shower gel. With my 1 meter 70 I was not tall and with my 55 kg sharp on the hook just too light. Brother Levi was just like me, so it must be so, I thought as I washed my hair.

Had a hurried breakfast and quickly packed my bag while Levi was the last to take a shower. I wanted to quickly pack his bag for him, opened his section of the closet and grabbed some pants and shirts. Get in the bag. While Levi and I share a lot, underwear is not one of them. I grab some underpants and want to throw them in the bag when I suddenly feel a silky soft feeling go through my hand. I throw the rest in the bag and take a look at these boxers. Sleek black, slightly translucent at your crotch, quite a nice thing. As I felt the fabric on both sides, my pole swelled again. I don't know what came over me, but I had a strong urge to smell it. I sniffed the smell of those boxers and my pole was immediately ready. As my hand was making its way to my own pole, I took another good sniff and suddenly heard behind me "Flinn! What are you doing" ...cunt! caught by Levi. With the blush of shame on my cheeks, I quickly throw that boxer in the bag, throw some socks after it and say his bag is ready. I quickly run out of the room and tell him to hurry up! We are identical in appearance, really identical, but sometimes so different in behavior!

Go, Dad, Mom, Levi and me in the car. 3 hours to 1 or other hamlet in Drenthe. Could Center Parcs not be more central, Levi and I thought aloud at the 1st roundabout. Along the way, fooling around with each other, my hand unintentionally passed his crotch. I clearly felt his stiff pole and I saw his pole visible in his sweatpants. In a second my pole was rock hard in my sweatpants. Something that my brother noticed immediately and gave me a big wink. Somewhat triggered by it, and on the other hand shocked, I decided to have a drink and eat a currant bun. As I ate, my mind wandered to whether I could actually be gay. Feeling my brother's pole, seeing it, I felt mine grow fast and now, sticking straight ahead. When we frolic, my pole has been reacting slightly for a few days now, I thought, but not like this now. Never have I had this with girls. But more often with boys. My body is changing I notice. Boys are cuter than girls. And that's strange you might say, because we are known as hot at school as goodlooking identical twins, and are quite popular with the girls. They hang on and around our necks during the break. At least until recently I didn't have these feelings and reactions, so what did I know about it.

When we arrived at center parcs we had a super fast check in and found our bungalow at the very back, at the end of a large lake. Large bungalow for 16, well furnished, great for that one week. And, for the first time in my existence, I have a room without Levi. I've been looking forward to that for days. Throw things down quickly, pants and underpants off, swimming trunks on, pants on and new underpants in the bag, towel in and I'm ready for the pool. I walk out the door of my room and am almost knocked over by Levi, who is ready for the pool like me. We snatch tickets from the table, we hear that we have to be back for family dinner at the latest around 6 pm and walk out the door.

After a short search we found the swimming pool, change as usual in a family room and store our belongings. Judging by the available lockers, it is very quiet. Nice! Levi subtly points out my somewhat tight swimming trunks and that you like everything. Front and back. somewhat embarrassed, I bluff that he'll look just as crazy as me because he's wearing the exact same speedo. Without coming up with a single sensible argument, we quickly walk to the showers, rinse ourselves off and walk to the wild water rapids. In the mirror just in front of it I see that you really see my pole completely. 1 jumped into the water. Problem solved. Together with Levi I think I took that job 30 times. Great if you have that job pretty much on your own. Wild and fierce as it is, we kept colliding with each other and went frolic and wildly pushing and pulling across the track and every now and then going under. I noticed that Levi was getting more and more pawing and he occasionally, too flashy, accidentally grabbed my crotch or came up against my body. I thought it was weird, he's my brother. This isn't right. The time when we stood together in the shower with our trunks peeing against the tile wall, or sometimes even against each other, is also at least 10 years behind us and shortly after that our pants always stayed together. I decided to change my mind and test the slides, I sweetly asked my little brother if we could go to the slides. Walking up the stairs in front of me I looked at Levi's ass, saw that his speedo formed nicely and that the tightness also has its advantage. Once at the top, I didn't give Levi a chance to think and pushed him down the slide, diving right after it. Swimming trunks off your buttocks and you go so fast that I overtook Levi at the end of the lane and Levi hit me on top of me. While I can't get enough of slides, I really just wanted to do the high ones and then slide down. In time for family, friends, food and reunion with our old neighbor boy Mylan, our older cousin Louise and our cousin Laurens. Both twins, by the way.

We quickly made our way to the stairs and I ducked up the stairs in front of Levi, taking several steps at a time. Suddenly I hear how nice and tight my ass is. Whuut... I ignore him, step into the slide and Levi steps right behind me and slides down, holding me, into the dark long tunnel. As we flew through the turns I felt his hands caress my thighs and chest. What a wonderful feeling, but before I could react properly we plunged into the water with a bang and flew through the rapids. Fighting the current together, we came into a small curve and Levi slowly pushed me back against the railing. Crazy, lattice work here, but at least out of the current for a while. Levi slowly moves in front of me, snuggling up against me as I feel his stiff cock against me. 2 seconds later I'm also hard-on and I hear the, apparently, repeated announcement that the pool really closes now and everyone has to go to the showers.

Shocked by the time that has passed, we quickly walk to the showers. Not realizing that walking in too tight swimming trunks, with both a hard one, is not convenient. A group of laughing and giggling girls further on, we only see a lifeguard looking gaudy and winking. Fortunately, the showers are already there. Lovely warm water over me, I close my eyes and enjoy. Softly I feel that someone is standing against me and I just recognize Levi. Before I could even open my eyes, I felt his hand brush against my ass. OK. Levi is clearly ahead of me. He goes hard over my ass and then grabs me full in my pole. A moan escaped my mouth and I suddenly hear him growl. He takes my hand and puts it against his pole. I'm shocked when he slowly starts to move his cock in my hand and I push Levi off me confused, rinse off and get dressed. Accelerated, Levi comes after me and dives into the booth. Quickly drying myself and grabbing our stuff from the locker I don't give Levi a chance to look at my boner. I notice that my pole is even leaking at the front. I want to go to our bungalow. Faster than light I'm standing outside blow-drying and styling my hair and dive outside. Dark. Fuck. Way too late for family. Levi almost flies through the revolving door and rushes next to me. Silently we walk the dark unclear path back to the bungalow. Silent, something we didn't know together.