My brother Jeff and I are twins, both 18 years old when we got to go to our father's home for Christmas last year. He and mom had divorced so we didn't get to see him very often. We were both excited that we would be with him for four days. Dad met us at the airport and took us to a real nice restaurant. We talked there for a long time about each other and caught up on a year worth of news in just a couple of hours.
As we sat together, Dad ran his hand through my long blond hair. "You are getting to be a beautiful woman Jill."
I laughed. "You have to say that. You're my dad."
He put his hand on mine and gave it a squeeze. "I am also a man, and I know what men like. You have a very sexy body Jill. If you had been in my high school senior class I would have done everything possible to get you in bed with me."
My mouth dropped. "Daddy! I can't believe you said that. Besides I'm just to skinny to be sexy."
He just shrugged. "Back when I was 18 I tried to bed every pretty girl I could find. And having a petite body doesn't mean your not sexy. I think you body is sexually perfect."
Jeff laughed. "He's right Jill and you know it. Every guy in school wouldn't mind getting between your legs."
I knew guys enjoyed looking at me, but to hear this from my own father and brother? I finally just laughed saying, "You guys are just too horny. You need to find yourselves some pussy."
Daddy then took us to his apartment. It was nice and a perfect place for a single guy, but with only one bedroom, it didn't have much room for all three of us.
"Jill, I'll sleep out here with Jeff on the pull out bed in the sofa." Daddy told me.
I shook my head and smiled at him. "No. Don't be silly Daddy, I can't take your bed. I would feel like I was stealing it from you. You keep your bed and I will sleep out here with Jeff. We really don't mind."
He looked reluctant but finally agreed. "Alright but if you want the privacy of your own bed you just say the word, and it's yours. Ok?"
After pulling the bed out of the sofa, daddy went to his bedroom. Jeff and I put sheets and blankets on the mattress. Jeff chuckled. "We haven't shared a bed, since we were little. This is going to feel strange."
I looked at his big 6ft 4in frame. "You haven't been little for a long time."
He shrugged, "Yeah, I guess we were about seven when we got our own rooms and stopped sharing the same bed. I remember that first night, laying in bed and wishing you were there beside me."
I ginned. "Well tonight you finally get your wish answered."
He chuckled. "Yeah I guess I do, don't I? It feels kind of strange thinking about sleeping in the same bed with you after 11 years of sleeping alone."
I unbuttoned my shirt as we continued to talk. "You ever sleep with a girl, for real?"
He looked at me hesitantly before shyly answering, "I'm still a virgin."
I dropped my shirt on the chair and undid my slacks. "So am I."
We silently got undressed. Jeff was in his boxers when he got into bed. I was down to my panties and bra when he settled in the bed and watched me. "I've made out some with a couple of girls but never fucked any of them."
I pulled off my bra. My breasts are not big like a lot of guys like, but they are a firm 36b. I took my nightie out of my suitcase and pulled it over my head. "I have kissed guys and let them feel my breast is all."
I climbed into bed beside Jeff, and he turned out the lights. I lay there in the dark, conscious of Jeff lying within inches of me. I had not thought of being almost naked in bed with him until then. Turning onto my side, I reached out found his hand. "Jeff, I am glad that you're the first man I ever slept with."
He quietly laughed and turned to face me. "I don't think sleeping in the same bed with your twin brother, really counts as sleeping with a guy."
I giggle. "Yeah? What if I kissed you like this?"
I put my arm around him and leaned into his body. Our lips met in a kiss that even surprised me. I had not planned to kiss him. I don't know why I did it, but it seemed to fire something up in Jeff. Jeff didn't do anything when our lips first met, but after half a second he responded by putting his arm around me, drawing me to him. The kiss, which I would have let last maybe a second, lingered on as our bodies pressed together in an embrace that changed that night and our lives forever.
When our kiss finally broke off, we lay together with our lips almost touching. The feel of his breath on my face was warm and inviting. I could feel his strong hard body pressed against me. My breasts crushed into his bare chest. Our arms were wrapped around each other and neither of us wanted to let go. He took a breath as if to say something, but I put my finger to his mouth, shutting it. I quietly said, "Shhhhh."
We kissed again. I couldn't believe how good his lips tasted. I had kissed guys before but this time, there was something different. It took me a few moments to figure it out. Other guys were kissing me because they wanted the thrill of making out. Jeff was kissing me because he loved me, and it made all the difference. Knowing his love for me made me want to please him more.
As we kissed, I could feel his cock pressing against me. I reached down and felt the bulge in his shorts. As I touched him, he tried to pull off my nightie. I sat up and together we pulled it over my head. Lying back down, he put his hand to my now bare breasts and squeezed them, as we kissed again. I softly moaned into his mouth. He rubbed and gently pinched my nipples. It felt so good and I could feel my pussy getting wet.
I reached inside his boxers and found his cock. It was about seven inches, and it felt so hard. I rubbed up and down it, exploring his cock and then I reached further down to fondle his balls.
