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Author's Special Notes:
Note 1: The author wishes to express his great appreciation to Patrick Armagh for his invaluable hard work in editing of this piece and his unique professional contribution to the story which has greatly added to quality of this work.
Note 2: The author has revised and expanded this story for the readers and for those readers who have not had the opportunity to see and read the original story.
Jon and I are 19 year old fraternal twins. We graduated from high school and live at home while in our freshmen year at our local community college. We both have always been good students and have always made good grades and have always made the honor roll in high school. As twins, we've always been close and did as many things together as we could; understanding that boys and girls can't do everything together, of course.
We always planned to go to the same college or university together so that we could maintain our close family relationship and our fraternal love for one another, which I assume is common with most twins. However, our parents also encouraged us to love and get along well with each other, as well as with others. Of course, our parents suggested that we should go to our local community college for financial reasons as well. Obviously, it cost less to go to the local college and not have to pay for our room and board if we could live at home with our parents.
In addition to being good students, Jon and I participated in a number of sports. Jon being on the track team, he ran cross-country and had played intramural sports as well. I played girls' basketball, softball and volleyball in high school which I played with my best friend, Shelly Koehler.
Shelly and I were also both very popular in high school. Jon also had plenty of friends in high school that he played sports with, and went to school sporting events and dances. He was considered to be a handsome guy and playing sports had given him a well-toned muscular body that many of the girls in our high school drooled over. Jon generally had no problem getting dates.
I'm Kate Ryan, or Katie as my family and friends always called me. I was one of the most popular girls in school along with Shelly. Neither of us had any problems getting dates as we looked very much like one another. Two very pretty girls, with shoulder-length blond hair, fair complexions, sky blue eyes and we had shapely, well-toned bodies from playing sports. We share matching figures with 36C-24-36. Next to Jon, Shelly has been my best friend, and we spent a lot of time together; not only at school but after school, and weekend sleepovers. Shelly and I were such good friends that we often double dated; which our dates never really had a problem with.
Shelly and I were also very competitive in academics and sports but, with other people as well, even with Jon. Shelly and I always had a friendly competition with each other, competing with one another for dates with good looking boys. Our individual success rate for dates was about even. How could any guy make an easy, simple choice between two girls who looked very much alike in most respects?
Even though Jon is my twin brother, I began to notice his good looks and his great body and I began to fantasize about him. Unbeknownst to me, Jon had also begun to notice me, and he shared my thoughts. However, neither Jon nor I had ever shown any sexual interest in one another in that regard for obvious reasons.
Jon and Shelly were often in the same classes together in high school, and they were even in some of their same college classes together. I think Jon would have liked to have dated her except for the fact that she was my best friend, but, seemed happy that Shelly and I were best friends and that she was so often at our house and occasionally sleeping over with me in my bedroom. I think Jon enjoyed seeing Shelly as much as Shelly and I enjoyed our sleepovers.
Shelly of course, liked Jon just as much, and whenever she was around him, she was very nice and she was always making eyes at him. She was always quick to accept my invitations to come over and stay the night at our house. Of course, neither Jon nor Shelly had ever made any comments or advances toward each other.
Jon and I had always spent at least one weekend night to watch a late movie together. On one Friday night, thinking that we would be there to watch a movie since there was no home game to attend to attend, I invited Shelly to come over and watch a movie with us. And then she would stay and sleepover in my bedroom. However, Jon had made plans to go out with his friends and wouldn't be home until late. Since Jon wouldn't be there, Shelly and I chose to watch a romantic chick flick. About half-way through the movie, Jon came home and sat down to watch the movie with us.
"What is this movie?" Jon asked.
"It is a chick flick and you may not like it." I replied.
Since it wasn't his type of movie, he kept glancing at Shelly while trying not to be too obvious. Shelly was admiring Jon in much the same manner and she kept squirming in her chair. It was obvious they both had the hots for each other. Knowing Shelly as well as I did, I figured that her panties were soaked as she was making eyes at Jon. Of course, I thought that it was likely that Jon was feeling like he could shoot his load in his briefs since he continued to look so hungrily at Shelly.
At a lull in the movie Jon got up and said he had some beer in the fridge and asked if we wanted to have one with him. Even though neither one of us particularly liked beer we both agreed. Jon went to the kitchen and came back with a beer for each of us and one for himself. He also brought a bowl of corn chips with melted cheese on them. He later went back to the fridge and got all of us another beer which we all drank as we ate the remainder of the nachos. When the movie ended, he got up and told us he was tired and was going to go to bed. We both said "Good night, Jon" as he headed to his bedroom.
After Jon had gone to his bedroom I whispered to Shelly. "I saw you two checking each other out during the movie, Girlfriend, and I saw you squirming in your seat also. Your panties had to have gotten sopping wet."
"How could any girl keep her eyes off of him? He gives me a warm feeling in my lower tummy and in between my legs whenever I look at him, Katie. And when he looks at me, I can feel my panties getting wet, too."