This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the chapters in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated.
All sexual encounters mentioned in my story involved people who are (or were) 18 years of age or older at the time. This series is a work of fiction; all characters, groups, organizations, and events in this series are fictional and any resemblances are entirely coincidental. Now without further ado, please enjoy the story.
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Trey and I went and got dressed so we could go find the twins. The thought of what we were going to do after the party with the twins kept my dick hard and a quick glance at Trey's groin made me think that he was having the same thoughts.
We went downstairs and heard music being played in the ballroom of our fraternity house. Trey and I grinned at each other, knowing the twins were about to sing and play music. We walked up to the entrance of the ballroom and found Rhett standing there so we joined him.
"They are about to play a song!" Rhett stated with a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
Rhett's excitement was well justified. The twins were known for having three passions in this world. First and foremost, Trey (Collin) and me (Cody); their second passion in life would be their love of each other and the bond they share as identical twins (they were each other's best friends and loved being so similar); and their one other passion in life is music. They were both attending the university for Music Education. They are undoubtedly the most musically talented people on the planet (famous musicians included in that list). They had a vocal range that would make Mariah jealous, they could hold a note for as long as they wanted, and sing and play any song they wanted with perfection and ease that shouldn't be possible. They refuse to perform professionally stating that it would pull them apart from Trey and me, which it probably would because musicians have to travel all around the world and Trey and I do not want to live our lives as travelling groupies.
They both had microphones placed in front of them; Cody was sitting at a drum set and Collin was behind an electric keyboard that was high-tech and could mimic any instrument he wanted to play. I glanced over at Trey to see that he was just excited about the upcoming music as Rhett was (I'd be lying if I said I wasn't too).
They started to play their instruments and a look of recognition passed Trey's face.
"What are they playing?" I asked him.
"'The Catalyst' by Lincoln Park."
After listening for a few more bars I realized he was right. They eventually started singing and they were absolutely incredible. The ballroom had really good acoustics so it was the perfect spot for them to play.
Rhett started clapping when they were done. "That was amazing," he exclaimed.
The twins' glance towards Rhett was very brief and they looked towards Trey and me for feedback. "Well done," Trey complimented and I nodded my head in agreement. They beamed at us, elated to get positive feedback from the only people they truly cared to impress.
"I thought we would go grab a bite to eat together before we headed over to the party," Trey suggested.
Everyone nodded in agreement so we went to a restaurant nearby.
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"That place wasn't too bad," Rhett commented when we left the restaurant and started to head to the fraternity house's party that we were invited to attend.
"Did you see how little they gave in that fruit cup?" Trey complained.
I rolled my eyes. "Not everyone eats ten pounds of fruit a day like you do."
"I don't eat ten pounds of fruit everyday—I only eat five," Trey said seriously.
"Oh my God! Are you kidding me?" Rhett asked incredulously.
"Fruit is good for you," Trey lectured.
Rhett rolled his eyes. "Did you see how much fruit we have in our kitchens? They have a whole refrigerator with just fruit in it!"
"Yeah, my father knows how much Trey loves fruit so he has fruit delivered to our house every other business day."
"I'm going to have to write your dad a thank you note for that," Trey said.
I laughed. "I told my father how much I love the taste of your fruity dick so he is just making sure it stays that way."
"Fruity dick?" Rhett asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yeah, when you eat five pounds of fruit a day over a long period of time like Trey does your cum, cock, and even sac will start tasting a little fruity."
I noticed Rhett glance over at Trey's groin. Trey seemed to notice the glance too because he covered his groin with his hands. "Oh no, don't even think about it! Thanks for putting ideas in his head, Nicolae."
Rhett blushed and looked away without saying anything. Something tells me that that wasn't the first time he had thought of blowing Trey (I've seen him sneak peeks before) but I didn't say anything.
"This is it!" Cody informed us as we approached a large fraternity house. "In terms of size it is second; only our house is larger. As of right now it is considered the best fraternity too."
"That will change," Trey said with a smirk.
We entered the house since the door was open and walked into their ballroom and were approached by three handsome, smiling guys. The one in the middle was huge! He was roughly six foot ten and his shoulder blades must be three feet apart from each other. He had a handsome face with a natural tan and dark features—if I were to guess, he came from an Egyptian background—and I'm only basing that of stereotypical images of pharaohs so why am I pretending to know anything on the subject?
The guy on the right of the giant looked completely tiny next to the giant, seeming to be about five foot three but he had a mischievous look about him as he quite obviously checked the five of us out—did he just seductively lick his lips at me?
The guy on the left of the giant was roughly six foot two and seemed to be rather shy and reserved based off his mannerisms (he kept averting his eyes when one of us made eye contact with him). He was pretty muscular and had a lot of dark chest hair popping outside of his designer polo shirt.
"You must be the new fraternity I've heard so much about!" the giant beamed. "My name is Ryder and I am the Recruiting Chairman for this fraternity. This is Jake," he said, gesturing towards the short guy, "and this is Luke," he continued, gesturing towards the hairy guy, "They are my fraternity brothers, though we usually just shorten it to 'brothers' like most fraternity folk."
I introduced us to them, stating our names and titles.
"I heard they were hot but you never said they were this hot," Jake said, overtly checking us out again. I saw Luke blush and Ryder just shook his head.
"Forgive my rude friend," Ryder apologized.
"Since when is calling people 'hot' rude?" Jake said. "I think it is a compliment—but seriously? Have you ever seen a group of people hotter than them? They even have hot identical twins!"
"Jake..." Ryder warned.
