When twins put their heads together there's no telling what will happen.
Justin plopped down in a chair on the back deck, noting his sister Kayla already in the other chair, her auburn hair tucked into a ball cap and pulled out the back in a short ponytail.
"Hey, Kayla. I didn't know you were home."
"Oh. Yeah. Here I am."
"What's up? You don't sound too excited."
"Dunno. Just got the blahs." He turned a quizzical eye toward her and she quickly added "And no, it's not that time of the month."
"I didn't say anything."
"But you thought it."
"Sheesh. Are you a mind reader now?"
She fixed her stare on him and waited for the light bulb.
"Oh, right. That. I've never understood how that works."
"Neither have I. It's funny, isn't it? We know other twins, but none can do what we can do. The Jackson twins are identical and they can't do it. Why do you suppose we sometimes can?"
Justin shook his head. "It's just weird the way it pops up now and then."
"Heard anything from mom and dad?"
"Just that they made it to see Gram and got there just before she was admitted to the hospital. They'll be gone at least through tonight, and maybe for a couple of days."
"That's what I got. So what now? We're on our own for maybe a couple of days."
"Time to PARTY!"
"Yeah, right."
"Okay, so we're not into partying. I'll go somewhere if you want to invite what's his face."
"Not gonna happen. I dumped him last night. I realized all he was interested in was sex. We never did anything that didn't end with sex. We never talked. He was never interested in me for me, you know? And besides, the sex wasn't all that great for pretty much the same reason."
"Gotcha. I never liked him anyway, but you knew that."
"I did. What about you? I kind of liked Roberta. I never understood why you broke up."
He shrugged. "I dunno. She was all clingy and hinting at maybe shopping for a ring. I'm just not ready for that."
"So, it's just us. Woohoo."
He shook his head and laughed. "You know just how to make me laugh. How about we celebrate with a pizza from Tony's tonight and we can binge watch something."
It was her turn to laugh. "Now there's a party, huh? What a way to start spring break. Look at us. Two reasonably good looking..."
"...you're better than good looking, give yourself credit..."
"...and reasonably intelligent..."
"...we are both finishing our freshmen year in college..."
"...people be reduced to this state?"
After loading the dishwasher they settled in front of the TV. He flipped through selections and then she flipped through some more selections.
"All these channels and nothing to watch. I never understood the appeal of all those dating shows."
"It's all such a put-on. Somebody meets a bunch of girls..."
"...or guys..."
"...or guys and is supposed to 'fall in love' and propose to one of them after just a few dates. All the girls...or guys, depending on the show... fight with each other, back stab and sabotage each other. It's no wonder most of those relationships don't last."
"At least they get money."
"I guess that's reason enough to go through it all. I'm just not interested in watching somebody else..."
"...do what we wish we could do."
Justin laughed. "I guess there is an element of jealousy. Well, that leaves sports. What'll it be, basketball, hockey or baseball?"
"I guess we could watch some basketball. I don't understand hockey, and baseball is boring - it's turned into..."
"...strikeouts and home runs. No real baseball anymore."
Kayla playfully punched his arm. "We finish each other's sentences. Let's see who's playing."
The game was not competitive and they leaned against each other, eventually their heads tilted together, and drifted off to sleep.
Justin dreamed he looked at his sister and kissed her. She returned the kiss and the kisses became deeper. Her hand rested on his chest and he rubbed her arms. Her kisses indicated she wanted more, so he cupped a breast and she sighed. With one hand cupping a breast the other unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it off of her shoulders, exposing the satiny bra that outlined her breasts.
He kissed her neck and she made a little whimpering sound. Taking that as a signal he reached around to unclasp the bra, kissing her breasts as they spilled out.
She untucked his tee shirt and pulled it over his head, lightly running a hand over his chest and then his back. Kissing and fondling he found the button and zipper holding her shorts closed. She lifted her hips for him to tug off her shorts and underwear. He had never experienced a clean shaven vulva before and explored the outside contours.
She undid the belt and zipper on his jeans, pulling them off and exploring the bulge in his boxers before yanking them off also. Her hand stroked the length of him.
She leaned back to stretch out on the sofa and as he entered her he got the most curious feeling. His body throbbed with desire and felt as though something was inside him. His climax built until his body shook. A warm feeling overcame him and it seemed as if he felt a twitching inside. The body shaking climax was intense, lasting much longer than usual. He felt as though he floated in space. The twitching inside him stopped, but there was still a feeling of...something in there.
The something withdrew and he slowly came down, gasping for breath.
Kayla felt a strong desire for him. rubbing his chest and stroking his thigh. She thrilled when her fondled her breast and encouraged him to go further. Her shirt came off and she was about to remove her bra when he took the initiative and did it. His kisses and fingers set her on fire.
When he removed her shorts and underwear she wanted more, and more. He did what she wanted by teasing and probing her fleshy folds. This was what had been missing. He was doing what she wanted, and she lay back on the sofa.
He entered and began to thrust. She felt it in her loins, an intensity localized there. Not what she was used to, yet very intense. I felt like she was part of him, his body surrounding hers. Thrusting became faster and the feeling became more intense until if felt she exploded. Fireworks went off in her head and she felt waves of intense pleasure...six...seven...eight... before it died away.
Curiously, it felt like she was in him, but slowly withdrawing, until she came out and was left gasping for breath.
She awoke from her dream, and movement of her head woke him and he lifted his head from hers. They were both panting, but were in the same position they had been in when they fell asleep, leaning against each other. He still had an arm draped over her shoulders and his other hand at his side. Both her hands were limp at her sides.
Justin felt unusual, as if he had just had a wet dream - something he hadn't had since...years ago. Kayla felt as if her underwear was soaked from excitement. They looked at each other.
"Umm...Kayla? Did I do...anything to you when we were asleep? I feel weird."
She frowned. "I feel weird, too. It's almost like we did...something, but obviously we did not. We're just like we were."
For a few minutes they pondered and wondered how to broach the subject.
"Okay, Kayla. I had a dream. A sexual one."
