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15 year old Georg looked at the twins curiously. He had been rudely awoken by them knocking frantically on his door. Looking between them, it was almost hard to tell that they had just turned 13 a few weeks prior. Both of them look nowhere near their actual age. Georg ran a hand through his hair before crinkling his nose as he caught a whiff of body odor. He hated the fact that he sweated like a hog when he slept.
“Georg… C… Can we talk to you? It’s important.” Tom said, taking the lead. Georg nodded and blinked a few times but didn’t move. “Can we come in, or are we supposed to talk about our business in the hallway?” He asked, trying to hide the panicky tone in his voice.
Georg rolled his eyes. “You’re 13, Tom. What business do you have?” They had just moved into the apartment above the studio a month prior, so they could start working on their first album together. While Georg wasn’t sure how he felt about sharing a room with Gustav, he couldn't believe his luck at being able to record and potentially score a record deal. Shaking his head, he pulled back and went to sit on his bed. “Fine. What's going on that’s so urgent that you had to wake me up?” He asked, a little grumpy. He had been having a fantastic dream, dammit!
To his credit, Tom looked guilty as he sat down precariously on Gustav’s bed with Bill. The drummer was notoriously an early riser. No one knew what exactly the drummer did in the morning. “Well… Um. We woke up… And … Um.” He said shyly, moving his head so his dreadlocks covered his face.
“We woke up and our things were hard!” Bill chirped, trying to get it out in one breath. Georg could tell that the twins were both embarrassed, a blush covering their matching faces. Blinking a few times, Georg looked at them.
“And what do you want me to do about that?” He asked. “Go jerk off or something.” He said, raising an eyebrow again as the twins looked at him confused. “What? You’ve never jerked off before?” He asked them.
Bill looked over at Tom before looking back at Georg. “I don’t know what you mean. What’s jerking?” He asked. Georg laughed before stopping when he realized the twins weren’t laughing either.
“Seriously? How do you not know?” He asked them. “Um. To put it bluntly, jerking is when you put your hand on your dick and stroke it.” He said, feeling a bit of embarrassment creeping up his neck. “Maybe you should talk to Gordon or your dad about this.” He said.
Tom shook his head and looked up at Georg. “Gordon would be weird; he’s practically our dad. And you know we can’t ask our dad for anything.” He said, sighing and looking at Bill. “Maybe..we can look online and try to figure this out.” He said. Bill nodded and went to stand up slowly.
“W.. Wait,” Georg said. “I … I can show you, if you’d like.” He said, wondering if he would regret this later. “Just… Don’t tell everyone, okay?” He asked as he got up to close the door.
The twins nodded and sat back down, looking over at Georg nervously. “W.. Will it hurt?” One of them asked. Georg wasn’t sure; his back was to them. “Geo… Are we going to like it?” The voice asked again.
Georg nodded and turned around, a smirk on his face. “Oh hell yeah, you’ll love it.” He said. “Now strip. We’ve seen each other naked before, so don’t be shy now.” He said as he stripped himself, trying to prove a point.
The twins looked at each other curiously before nodding and pulling their sleeping garments off. Blue and black pajama pants came off with black and blue T-shirts. Georg thought it was amusing that the twins would inadvertently dress similarly when it was time for bed. Georg tried not to stare too much as the twins pulled off matching pairs of black briefs, causing Georg to pause momentarily. He always saw Tom with boxers on; they usually peeked out over the hem of his jeans. Figuring that Tom wore briefs to sleep in, Georg shook it off and got comfortable on his bed.
The twins tried to follow his lead, getting comfortable on Gustav’s bed. Georg looked over at them before taking his hand and wrapping it around the length between his legs, earning a soft growl.
The twins looked at each other before shakily sliding their hands down to touch themselves. Tom hissed as his hands, rough from years of guitar playing, touched his sensitive length. Bill released a soft gasp, his eyes rolling back in his head as he let nature take its course. Biting his lip, Bill started to let his hand move along his length, gasping out and making soft noises of pleasure.
Tom watched Bill curiously and tried to mimic him, shuddering as he felt the pleasure, not only from stroking his length, but coming off in waves from Bill. They always connected, and being this close, doing something so intimate resonated between them.
Georg smirked and continued to stroke slowly, watching them. He wasn’t as into it as he would have been at any other time, but he didn’t want to sit there doing nothing. Georg shifted a bit to watch, wondering how long it would take for them to have their first orgasms.
Tom arched his back and whimpered out, clenching his eyes shut as he felt himself getting closer. “F.. Fuck…” He breathed, squirming and bucking up into his hand. Bill’s body was almost identical in movements and sounds, nearly working off each other. Georg smirked and shifted a bit to watch them better. It wasn’t that he was into the twins, far from it, but even he had to admit it was rather hot watching them.
Bill moaned something unintelligible, coating his hand in a sticky, white fluid. Panting, he lazily pulled his hand up to his mouth and tasted it, smiling sleepily. Tom whimpered and bucked, almost there. With only a moment of thought, Bill reached over and started to stroke Tom, not caring that his hand was still covered, matching the pace that Tom had worked with before Bill took over.
Tom’s eyes shot open and looked over at Bill before arching his back again, sinking into the pleasure. He wasn’t thinking about anything except how good it felt. It didn’t matter to him that his identical twin brother was stroking him, or that their best friend was watching them. What mattered to him right then was how undeniably impressive it felt. Tom moaned out soon after, coating Bill’s hand. Panting, Tom reached down and pushed Bill’s hand away. Bill nodded and pulled away, biting his lip as he worried Tom would freak out.
Tom grinned and pulled Bill close, snuggling into him. “W… Wow.” He breathed, forgetting the world around them. “Wow.” He breathed.
Bill smiled back happily as he snuggled up to him. “Wow indeed.” He breathed. The two of them lay there, staring at each other and giggling softly, only to be startled by the door opening.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Gustav asked as he came in to find naked twins in his bed. “Geo… Really? You couldn’t have taught them in your bed?”
Georg laughed and shook his head. “Hey, I taught you in theirs, so it’s fair.”
Gustav thought it over and nodded. “Good point.” He said, laughing and looking at the twins. “Clean up when you’re done, and I won’t sneak bugs into your breakfast again.” He said as he grabbed whatever he came in for and headed out again, causing the twins and Geo to laugh.
“Have fun, guys,” Georg said as he got up to head to the shower. He might have stunk beforehand, and was still hard, but he didn’t want to distract the twins any more than he already did. Shaking his head, Georg wondered idly if this was a dream, and when he got out of the bathroom, he would still be sleeping soundly in his room.