I've been trying to finish this chapter for months. I've gone back and forth attempting to put down something I hope is worthy of those who read my works. I sincerely hope I've succeeded in my efforts. I strongly urge you, if you haven't already, to read the first chapter.
As Team Beth, we were very successful in our attempts to find men to tend to Beth's cock hungry pussy. The local bar was where she'd take us to hunt for her cock du jour.
There were those men who got a kick out of seeing me in my cropped T-shirt adorned with sparkly letters, my boner sticking up while I watched them fuck Beth. Some even thanked me for cleaning their cocks afterwards. That always made aunt Beth happy. Together, she and I were an unbeatable team.
One night, after a marathon fuck session with a man named Warren, I was on my knees supporting Beth by sucking him hard again when he mentioned that I looked familiar.
"I fuck this married slut, Cindy is her name. Anyway, she too has a cock sucking homo that looks just like your boy here."
I looked at Beth and she at me. I started to laugh at the same time she did which caused Warren's cock to leave my mouth.
He waited until we had gathered ourselves and asked what was so funny.
"johnnie, is that his name?"
"Yep. That's the little pansy."
"Well, he's my twin but I'm not like him at all," I said lapping at the fat head of his cock.
"Really? Well let me just say that both of you faggots suck a nice cock."
Now that pissed me off. I wasn't a faggot, a homo, or anything of the sort. "Sir," I began, "I'm not gay. I only suck cocks to help Beth. Can't you read? If you could, you'd see my top says "Support Team".
"And johnnie is married to Cindy. Beth and I aren't married so that means I'm not a cuckold like my homo brother. And another thing, johnnie wears panties. It's plain to see that I don't."
"Well excuse me," Warren said. He meant it as an apology but it did sound a bit sarcastic if you ask me. But he dropped the subject.
Satisfied that I had set Warren straight about me not being a homo, I went back to sucking his cock and lapping his balls.
When he'd finished fucking Beth the second time, I again went into support mode. I cleaned his cock, ate his still warm cum from her freshly fucked cunt. Warren especially enjoyed seeing me sauce Beth's large breasts and licking my spunk from them as he dressed to leave
"Whatever you say, jimmi. Just let me say that you know your way around a cock, just like johnnie."
Later that evening as Beth and I cuddled, she asked why it was that I had such great dislike for my twin.
"He wear panties and that makes him a homo," I stated with some disdain for him.
Beth was holding my bottom, caressing it. "Maybe it does, jimmi. But there may be a very logical reason for johnnie to wear panties. Is that the only reason, baby boy?"
"No. He's a cuckold and I'm never gonna be one of those."
"Maybe not, baby," Beth said soothingly.
We lay there both in our own thoughts. I felt her finger tickling my butt hole. It felt nice and I sighed and pressed my bottom back hoping for more of the nice sensation.
"You know baby boy, there is more way for you to enjoy cocks."
"There is? Tell me."
"You feel my finger back there?"
"Yes ma'am. It feels nice."
"I know it does baby. Aunt Beth knows. Now about johnnie. I think it's time you boys put your silly feud behind you. What would you say if I invited Cindy and johnnie over one night?"
"I wouldn't like it, aunt Beth. He's a faggot."
For that remark, I got a quick hard spank on my bottom. "Listen baby. Hasn't your aunt Beth been good to you? Haven't I always looked out for you?"
"Always, aunt Beth. That's why I love you, chastened by her abrupt manner."
"Then trust me, baby. I will invite them over and you'll be my polite baby boy, my support team. Okay?"
"Okay," I agreed. "Team Beth rules."
And Team Beth waited three days later for Cindy and johnnie to arrive. Beth was dressed in her usual too tight uniform; shot-shorts, halter top that barely held her large breasts. She insisted I be in my Team Beth cropped top and nothing more.
That may seem strange to you reading this but let me assure you that I was a proud member of Team Beth and wearing my uniform was my way to demonstrate my pride.
Cindy wore a severely short skirt under which her bubble butt hung out some. "Just like aunt Beth," I thought.
Beth welcomed Cindy in with a long embrace and a kiss that lasted a lot longer than I would have thought.
And there he was. "Hey jimmi, you're looking great."
"Yeah, hi faggot." And he looked the part too. He had on a light pink jumper and pink sneakers.
Aunt Beth slapped my face with such force that it brought tears to my eyes. "What was that for?" I sniffed.
"For being rude to your brother. Remember your manners. My support team is always polite."
"Yes ma'am. Sorry johnnie."
Beth had me serve johnnie iced tea and Cindy a glass of white wine. Beth wanted her whiskey neat. Cindy had johnnie strip down to his pretty light blue panties and silly T-shirt that left his tummy showing.
You boys busy yourselves while we talk," Beth said dismissing johnnie and me.
We sat together on the floor in the bedroom. I looked at him and he at me. Neither of us said anything for a long time. Then I just had to ask, "Why are you wearing panties?"
His answer? "Why aren't you?"
I told him I was no cuckold and not a fairy like him.
"You are too," he said.
"Am not," I replied.
That went on for a few minutes before Beth called for us.
"Over there, boys," she said pointing to where she wanted us.
johnnie and I stood side by side as the two women looked us over. "Uncanny, isn't it," Cindy said.
"Now jimmi, I want you to tell all of us why you think johnnie is a homo."
"Do I have to aunt Beth?"
"Yup."
"Look at him wearing panties. Isn't that enough?"
"Go on, I know there's more. You've told me a number of reasons, now tell them."
I took a deep breath, "Well, for starters, he's a cock sucker. Then there's the fact that he likes taking it up his bottom by Cindy's lovers."
"Now jimmi, I want you to look at johnnie and ask him if he likes pussy."
I turned to my brother and asked him the question Beth directed me to ask.