I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling wishing I was still asleep. It was already after ten and I had slept long and well. I just wasn't ready to be awake. There was a lingering dull pain in my ass that wasn't unpleasant and I smiled at the memory of what had happened. Though it had hurt, in hindsight getting fucked had not been as bad as I had expected and I couldn't wait for it to happen again. My dick, already stiff from a full bladder, became harder as I thought back over the night. As quietly as I could, I reached beneath the sheet into my shorts and began to slowly stroke myself. I was simply enjoying the feel of my cock moving through my hand and not intending to empty my balls. While I normally shot a load at least twice a day, getting fucked last night seemed to satisfy me just as much.
Hearing Will groan in the bed next to me, I looked over and saw him stretching. He turned his head in my direction and I could see him trying to focus on me. After a moment, he blinked a few times as if he hadn't expected to see me there, which I could understand since he had slept through Tyler's departure.
With that thought, my eyes went wide.
Will, gave me a worried look then quickly sat up and swung his legs over the side of his bed to sit on the edge of it facing me. "Where's Tyler?"
"He went home last night," I said shakily then recounted what had happened with his family.
"Then you came back to bed." Will's voice was flat as he made the statement.
I nodded even though it wasn't a question.
We stared at each other.
On the other side of the door, we could hear our parents and sister moving around downstairs but inside the room it was as silent as a vacuum. Neither of us looked away and it seemed like we weren't breathing.
When I finally spoke, my voice was soft and unsteady. "You thought I was Tyler."
Will reluctantly nodded. His face was tight and it looked like he might cry.
I didn't know what to do or say.
I had been fucked by my twin brother in the middle of the night because he had thought I was his best friend.
After rolling that around my head for a few moments, I asked, "Is that why you guys always kick me out of the room?"
Will nodded.
Another tense moment of silence passed as I digested that.
Not sure if I wanted the answer, I asked, "Are you guys gay? A couple?"
At that, Will began to cry. Still uncertain of what to do and how to process everything, I remained on my bed staring at my brother as he sobbed quietly.
It took a few moments before he was able to speak. When he did, his words were intermittently broken by gasps for breath. "He's known about me since before middle school. But he kept it quiet."
I didn't quite understand that. Our parents didn't care about things like that. Even though we had never talked about it, there was no denying I was gay and they never made a big deal about it. When I mentioned that to him, Will let out a soft sound of sadness.
"I know. It doesn't make any sense. But having you being so obvious, I kinda felt like I couldn't be gay, too. It's stupid, I know. But it's what I thought."
"You could've told me," I said earnestly. "I wouldn't tell anyone. Ever."
Will began to weep again and I went over and put my arm around his shoulders. Will had always been the jock, the steady rock in our relationship compared to the emotional mess that I could be at times. For the first time in our lives, I was comforting him and I was happy to do it. Will was my brother and I would always be there for him like he had been there for me.
After he calmed down again, he said, "Tyler's not gay. We just fuck around sometimes."
"Oh. So why did you not want me hooking up with him?" I hated to ask because I knew it would lead to my confessing what Tyler and I had been doing but I was curious. "If you do it, why can't I?"
Will dropped his eyes and looked at the floor. "I was jealous and wanted to keep him to myself. He actually keeps saying how much he wants to hook up with you but I don't want him using you like he uses the girls he fucks around with. You're not the type to go for something random and casual like that. Besides, yeah he's hot, but I honestly think you're too good for him. But that might just be the jealousy clouding my head."
I didn't know what to say. My brother was gay and he and his best friend had been fucking around with each other. Not only that, but Tyler had the hots for me. It explained why Tyler was always trying to get his dick in me. I was irritated that Will had kept that from me but I understood. Because of his admission, I couldn't hide what Tyler and I had been doing any longer.
"Don't be mad," I said hesitantly, "but I have been sucking him off."
Will snorted humorlessly. "I figured. Nothing stops that horny fucker when his dick's involved. He was so excited when he told me what had happened in history class that I knew it wouldn't be the last time."
I didn't hide my surprise. "He was the one who told you?"
"Yeah. And, just like I did with you, I told him to stay away from you, for all the good that did. At some point, I could tell he was getting off somewhere else because we started doing it less and he wasn't talking about a new girl. And then, that time he brought you home when I had that appointment, the room reeked of his balls. I've sniffed those fuckers so many times after a game that I knew whose nuts that smell came from. Not going to lie, I was hurt that you lied to me but I also understood. I figured as long as I was still getting it from him, it was cool."
"There is something you can really be happy about," I said trying to be light. "You got to my ass before he did."
