The Neptune

The Neptune sex club finds my long lost brother and it almost breaks up me and my lover Randy. But the Neptune staff step in and, using a combination of drugs, sex, wisdom and logic, resolve all problems, and Randy gets a new brother-in-law with benefits.

I remember once reading a time travel story where the time traveller went back in time and had sex with himself. Apparently he wasn't even gay, but, who could resist having sex with himself!

The idea really excited me, and I sometimes jerked off thinking about this scenario—no matter that it was an impossible fantasy. But the Neptune had a way of making fantasies come true, as I will now tell.

I was in Dr Joe's office on one of the upper floors of the Neptune. He had called me and said he had some interesting news.

Nurse Bruce was with him. I was a little nervous and worried that they were going to tell me something bad about my health.

Dr Joe laughed and said it was nothing like that, and then he told me a fascinating story.

The whole time he talked, Bruce was on his knees gently and slowly sucking Dr Joe's cock.

These guys!

"I don't know if you realize it, but we have a complete DNA record of all our members. We have even discretely investigated the ancestry of a lot of you guys in case something interesting shows up."

I said, "The Neptune never ceases to amaze me. Have they turned up something interesting in my case? Am I related to Chris Hemsworth or something?"

Dr Joe smiled and said, "Even better than that! You have a brother.

"In fact, you have a twin brother, an identical twin brother."

I was stunned! I knew I was adopted, but the possibility of long lost siblings had simply never crossed my mind.

"Where is he?" I managed to ask.

"He lives in Mexico. But he is now here in the city. We flew him up here. He calls himself Bo. We told him about you, and he wants to meet you."

"How did you even find him?" I asked.

"Oh, that was pure luck. Lance was on a surfing vacation in Mexico and was amazed to spot you, surfing on the same beach. But the person he thought was you did not recognize him. Lance put two and two together and told him that he might have a twin brother.

"Your brother was definitely interested in hearing more.

"Well, we flew him up here, and Walt and Parker interviewed him for several hours. They think he is probably gay, but doesn't know it yet.

"For one thing, Parker says, he seemed to be checking him out the whole time they were talking. But then, even straight guys check Parker out. Parker is so smoking hot! So fucking hot! Oh god...so fucking hot!"

Thinking about Parker had pushed Dr Joe over the edge, and he suddenly stopped talking. It was obvious that he was having an orgasm. Bruce down on his knees on the floor moaned with satisfaction.

After a couple of minutes, Dr Joe continued as if nothing had happened.

"Your brother is in the building now. He was brought in by a side door and has no idea what this place is.

"By the way, he works out and looks exactly like you. It is hard to realize that two such sexy adorable men could exist on the same planet—but there it is."

The flattery went over my head because I was almost dizzy with the shock of this revelation.

Dr Joe said, "Are you ready to meet him?"

I dumbly nodded yes. For some reason I had a semi-hard-on. Bruce noticed this and grinned an evil grin as he stood up and licked the cum off his lips.

Bruce standing up was really tall and towered over Dr Joe. It seemed absurd that he had just given a blow job to someone who was a full foot shorter than he was.

But I had to admit that Dr Joe did have a sexy compact and muscular little body—and a nice dick! God knows, I had sucked him off more than a few times myself.

I was escorted to what appeared to be a bedroom on an upper floor. A very nice, expensively furnished and spacious, but at the same time, cosy bedroom.

It may have been the nicest bedroom I have ever seen.

I am convinced that, if the Neptune needed to reproduce the Taj Mahal, that they could do it.

Well, with so many gay men in the club, there were bound to be a more than a few talented decorators.

I sometimes speculate that the reason that the gay gene persists in the gene pool is because it is our job to make the world look pretty. It may even be the case that, without us, the world would be so ugly and boring that life would be unbearable, and the human race would go extinct.

Bo was sitting at a side table by the window. We were on one of the upper floors, and there was a splendid view of the city.

Dr Joe said, "I will leave you guys to get acquainted." and left.

Bo turned his gaze away from the spectacular view and looked me directly in the eyes.

I couldn't speak. Goddam it, he was so fucking beautiful!

And yet, I was just looking at myself. I had seen that face in the mirror a million times and never had this reaction before. How narcissistic is that!

Finally he said, "These guys told me that you are gay. Is that true?"

I just nodded yes. Finally I managed to ask, "And you? Are you gay?"

Bo looked down for the first time, and said, "I don't know. But now that I see you, I think I must be."

I thought, "Now what the fuck does he mean by that?"

There were two glasses of cold orange juice on the table in front of us. As I continued to lock eyes with my twin, I picked up my glass and took a big sip.

Bo started to do the same but I quickly said, "That juice is probably loaded with all kinds of drugs. You may not want to drink it. These people have recreational pharmaceuticals that can make you do wild and crazy things."

He just picked up his glass, gulped it down, and then said, "Yes, I know. They told me."

The drug cocktail must have been a potent one because what followed next was out of this world.

There were tears in Bo's eyes now. He had beautiful blue eyes. Just like me.

He then spoke my own thoughts and said, "You are so beautiful."

I felt like I was in a dream. We both stood up. I put my arms around him and gently kissed him on the mouth.

He didn't resist. Soon I had my tongue down his throat and he was holding me and pressed up against me so hard that I was afraid he would hurt me.

We somehow made it to the bed. There was no time to take our clothes off. We were both wild with desire and kissed and sucked each other's tongues like men starved and were soon both cumming even though we were still both fully clothed.

But it just would not stop.

Somehow we got most of our clothes off.

Our sweating muscular bodies squirmed and writhed in a tangled desperate passionate embrace.

The explosion of sexual attraction was out of this world. Since I knew exactly what I liked, my every move was wildly exciting to him. It must have been the same for him because I have never been so turned on in my life.

I looked up, and there was a mirror on the ceiling.

I was now looking at four of me! Four naked sweating muscular dudes all intertwined arms and legs and tongues.

Bo had never had sex with a man before. A lifetime of longing was pouring out of him like lava from a long dormant volcano.

A tube of lube somehow turned up, and I started to fuck him.

I rammed all eight inches of thick cock up his ass, and he screamed, "Oh yes. I want that. I want you to fuck me and fuck me and fuck me and fuck me."

And then later he was fucking me. And then I fucked him again. This went on for a long time and, after a while, I was not even sure who was fucking who.

I am told that we did not leave that room for over two days. We did not get around to sixty-nining until the second day.

By the third day we had climaxed dozens of times, and we were exhausted.

We were lying naked on our backs side by side on the super king size bed.

While we had been asleep, attendants had somehow entered the room, cleaned us up, and changed the sheets—all without even waking us up. They smelled as fresh as spring.

I was so happy. I turned my head to the right and looked into those beautiful blue eyes.

I said, "Would you like to take a swim?"

He said, "What? Are we in a YMCA or something?"

I smiled a huge smile, and answered, "Much better than that.

"Come on. I think there is a shower behind that door over there. We should shower before diving into the pool. Wait til you see the pool!"

There

was

a shower, and it was huge and luxurious—in other words, typical Neptune. I noticed that there were several other doors, presumably to other suites or bedrooms.

I was enjoying watching Bo dry off afterwards. He was impressed by the huge luxurious white towels with the blue Neptune logo. He asked if Neptune was the name of this hotel or something. I again answered, "Better than that."

I took his hand (It seemed like the most natural thing in the world) and said, "Come on. Let me show you."

I was hoping there was an entrance to the water slide on this floor. I couldn't find it at first but did find a blue light computer terminal.

I said, "Is there a slide entrance nearby?"

Blue arrows on the wall appeared, and we followed them.

Bo was amazed and kept saying, "What the fuck?!"

I just laughed and said, "What the fuck indeed!"

We came to an oval shaped opening with blue arrows pointing at it from both sides.

The opening was covered by a canvas flap with a Tom of Finland style drawing of a sexy guy with a big hard on.

Before Bo could say "what the fuck" again, I sat on the edge of the entrance with my feet inside. I told Bo that it was a big wonderful waterslide and to climb in behind me and hold on.

I was intensely aware of his thighs and his nakedness as he sat down behind me and put his muscular arms around my torso. I could feel his big semi-hard cock pressed against my back.

We pushed off and were soon racing down the twisting and swooping slide. We must have been at least eight floors up because the ride down seemed to take a long time. Or maybe I was so much in love that time had stopped. We yelled with joy all the way down.

As we shot out of the tube into the Neptune pool—I finally found out that it was in the basement—I caught a glimpse of Randy and Tim swimming nearby.

Oh oh! Randy looked pissed!

It turned out the whole club knew what was going on. I swam over to Randy, and kissed him on the lips.

He pulled back.

He was fucking jealous!

I said, "How are you doing, lover?"

He answered, "I'm doing OK. Who—I mean—how are you doing?"

He wasn't smiling.

Bo just looked confused, but was also overwhelmed by the beauty and the novelty of our spectacular indoor pool.

There were two splashes as Walt and Lance jumped into the pool beside us.

Walt said, "You and Randy and Bo, come with us."

He continued, "Randy, you are being an asshole.

"We have run into this sort of situation before, and we know exactly how to fix it."

We all followed him, but Randy still refused to hold my hand when I reached for him.

In a petty retaliation I reached for Bo's hand, but my handsome brother, sensing what was going on, also rejected me.

Lance said, "The only one not being an asshole here is Bo. But he will probably come around if this goes on long enough."

The resolution of the whole situation displayed all the signature qualities of the Neptune. These qualities include trust, respect, fearlessness, a depraved imagination, and brotherly love.

Here is what went down:

We were taken to a beautifully appointed room with subdued lighting. Mike and Chuck were waiting. They were both dressed in skin tight faded levis, and both of them showed magnificent packages.

I noticed Bo checking them out. We were told to drink another glass of juice. Apple juice this time.

Walt said, "I want you both to get down on your knees, and put these guy's dicks in your mouth. Bo, you take Mike—he's the black guy—and your brother will take Chuck."

Tony Antonio entered the room, went to his knees, and started blowing Lance. He and Lance had a history.

I noticed Bo's cock spring to hardness. He was my brother, all right!

"Randy, I want you to watch, but do not touch yourself or move until I tell you."

I dropped to my knees in front of Chuck and looked up at Bo. He seemed confused but he also had a very definite look of lust in his eyes.

The drugs were already kicking in. I looked directly at my brother and nodded yes—meaning that I was giving him permission to suck Mike's cock.

Mike now had his nine-incher out and was hard as a rock. Bo dived down on it like a man starved. It was the second cock he would ever suck, but not the last. Not by a long shot.

Soon we were side by side, our heads bobbing up and down, furiously sucking on Mike and Chuck's big tasty cocks.

Bo was a natural.

I always suspected that I had especially generous and accepting throat construction—as if I were designed to be a cocksucker from birth. My identical twin brother, in his almost virgin performance, was demonstrating that I was probably right about my lucky genetic heritage.

Of course I had loosened him up a lot in the past three days by repeatedly pounding that very accepting and increasingly eager throat.

I looked over at him sucking for all he was worth. He was aware that I was watching him and sucked even more vigorously.

God, I loved sucking Chuck's big thick cock! How many times had I sucked him off and swallowed his load? I had lost count.

In an effort to show Bo how much I loved that dick, I plunged down on Chuck's huge cock all the way to the root.

We were turning each other on almost to the point of frenzy.

Suddenly Walt yelled, "Stand up! Both of you.

"Randy, get down on your knees and suck your lover and his brother off until they both come in your mouth."

In a flash it came about. We both came in Randy's mouth within five minutes.

The second time Bo fed my hungry lover a load he grabbed his head and face fucked him while he was cumming.

Where had he learned that!

Chuck and Mike were now rolling around on the floor in an energetic sixty-nine.

Walt quietly left the room. I later learned he had run off to his private glory hole, apparently so turned on that he sucked cock the rest of the night.

After Walt left, Parker showed up!

When Bo saw Parker's ten-incher again, he did not even look to me for permission, but just fell like a shot to his knees and engorged all ten inches in an ecstasy of cock love.

He was my brother—no doubt about that now.

Soon Randy and I were on our knees beside him, the three of us all egging each other on and competing and taking turns on Parker's magnificent cock and big luscious balls. All three of us were totally in love with Parker's big hard thick dick.

After we had drained two loads from Parker, there was a break in the proceedings, and Bo said, "This getting fucked in the ass thing. I had heard of it but never thought about doing it before you did it to me. But I think I really like it."

I interjected to comment to Randy, "He really likes it."

Randy said, "Let's both fuck him lover."

Have I mentioned that Randy had a really big dick?

Mike and Chuck overheard and jumped to their feet and said, "Hold him down while we all fuck him."

Bo's eyes were rolling around in his head and his dick sprang to rock hard.

While Randy and Chuck and I held him down, Mike fucked him. Hard!

Then Chuck fucked him. Then I began to fuck him.

But while I was fucking my brother, Randy began to fuck me.

Oh god I loved that. I was the filling in a fuck sandwich made by my gorgeous twin brother and my even more gorgeous lover.

Then Chuck suggested that Randy fuck him while he was in turn fucking Bo.

When Chuck straddled Bo and rammed his hard cock up his ass, I lay down on the floor with my face in Chuck's ass crack and began to rim him.

I licked that beautiful ass crack up and down. And then I tried to get as much of my tongue as I could up his asshole.

Once I had Chuck's ass primed for fucking, Randy pushed me aside and shoved his hard dick all the way up Chuck's asshole.

It was time for reinforcements, and who should show up but Butch and Parker—two of the most generously hung guys in the club.

I said very loudly, "It is lucky you guys showed up. My brother really needs to get fucked and fucked hard."

At this, Bo let out a spontaneous groan of desire.

So Parker fucked him. He rammed all ten inches up my brother's ass again and again.

I could see his whole dick every time he pulled out and it was huge.

I couldn't take it any more. I said, "Butch I need you to fuck me right now. I need to get fucked."

Almost immediately I was face down on the floor, and Butch was slamming his magnificent cock up my gay ass, again and again and again.

I looked over at Bo who was still taking Parker's giant tool in the ass.

Here we were, face down, me and my faggot brother, both getting fucked and watching each other getting fucked and getting more and more turned on by seeing each other getting fucked and I started cumming again.

The word must have spread because more studs kept showing up and we both got gang banged quite a few more times.

After that everything was OK with Randy and me and Bo. In a way, we were all three of us married. I loved them both violently, but in slightly different ways. But Randy was still my life partner and lover.

We had a lot of three ways. Tim was a little bit jealous. So we sometimes included him. Randy had a long history with Tim, and he sure was right about Tim having a beautiful hard suckable cock. He had converted me and I, in turn, had converted Bo. So the three of us would all get down on our knees sometimes and suck Tim off.

In fact, it was one of our favorite pastimes for the three of us to all be on our knees at the Neptune, naked and pressed together side by side, and sucking off one dude after another in an endless frenzy of cock love.

One time Tim told me that the everyone used to regard Randy as the biggest and most ravenous cocksucker in the club. But when I joined they said that I was. And then when my brother joined, it was a three-way tie.

We did nothing to discourage that perception.