Copyright (c) 2019 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved.
This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright.
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This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions.
First the people tend to be a little more sexual and less hung up on sex that they are in our universe. This does not mean that monogamy is the exception. James and Heather were monogamous for a significant amount of time before they "accidentally" swapped partners.
Second the repercussions of unprotected sex are less severe than our universe. Not to say that STDs and unexpected pregnancies don't occur, just that they occur less frequently and in the case of STDs, a good shot of antibiotic will put you right again. HIV has yet to be introduced so STDs aren't a death sentence there.
Lastly, pedophilia and incest (which I will not be writing about) are virtually unknown. Children are to be protected and loved not abused. When they reach the age of consent, they can join in the adult games if they so desire, but there is no pressure on them to do so.
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Tom looked at the coals in the grill and decided they weren't ready. He lifted his beer and let the cool nectar of the gods slide down his throat to join the rest of the six pack.
Not quite drunk, but definitely buzzed, an errant thought popped into his head. 'April Fool's day is coming,' he thought as he let his mind wander.
Seemingly at random, his memories focused on late March of 2016 and that old dive bar next to the adult bookstore....
"Tim, you gotta do me this solid," Tom remembered saying.
His identical twin just stared at him with a blank expression until he finally replied, "We haven't done the old switcheroo since, what's her name, Betsy."
Tom cut him off, "It was Becky and she still blew you anyway. No this is serious shit this time. I have to go out of town to a client's HQ on Friday. He is ready to sign and the CEO called me this morning to say that if I didn't show I better have a note from the coroner or not to bother coming to work on Monday."
Tim started to laugh and Tom cut him off again, "You don't understand. This guy has no sense of humor. He was serious. That is how much this contract means to the company."
Tom put his head in his hands and said, "An hour ago when I tried to tell this to Jean, she just looked at me and said that if I was not there to take her to the opening of her brother's play, I should just delete her number from my phone, because my dick was never going to taste her sweet sweet pussy ever again. And she was deadly serious too."
Tim took a big swig from his beer and then said, "What about an early flight home?"
Tom shook his head. "Tried that," he said, "Because of time zones, the best I can do is to show up 2 hours late. I might as well not show up."
They both sucked on their beers in silence, until Tom said quietly, "She is the one, Tim. When she sucks my cock, it is electric. She does things with her tongue you wouldn't believe. I've had other girls deep throat me, but she just slides me all the way down and licks my balls.
"And after I blow my wad, she comes up and kisses me so sexily and whispers, 'There. Now that we have the quick one out of the way, come fuck my brains out.' I can't help but get hard again.
"And she loves anal. About half the time when I'm fucking her I'll have my thumb up her ass and when she starts to come, she'll scream, 'Get that thumb out, I want that big cock of yours up my butt.'
"When was the last time you heard that?"
Tim just stared at his brother, open jawed.
Tom said, "Here, give me your phone. I'll download some pictures of her for you."
Tim just surrendered his phone and Tom put them back to back, making sure the movies transferred as well. When the files were transferred, he brought up the picture of Jean in her tiny yellow bikini and set the phone on the bar. "I'll be back in a few," he said. "Need to return some filtered beer to the environment."
Just before he went into the men's room, Tom looked back to see Tim swiping through the photos. 'Hooked you,' he thought with an evil grin.
'Now to reel him in,' thought Tom as he exited the bathroom and headed back to his brother.
Tim quickly set his phone face down on the bar as Tom approached. But not before Tom saw that it was playing one of the movies. 'Bingo,' Tom thought.
Before Tom could say anything, Tim blurted out, "Ok, I'll do it, but only if you promise not to be mad if this blows up in your face or my face or whatever."
"Cool," said Tom as he slid off the bar stool. "Come out to my car and I'll get you some of my shampoo, my deodorant and my body wash."
Tim just looked question marks at his brother.
Tom stopped and responded, "I read about this in a story about twins swapping. Women are way more in tune to their noses. If you don't smell like me, it will be over before it starts."
Tim nodded and drank off the last swallow of beer. "Makes sense I guess."
After picking up the box of toiletries and some of Tom's clothes, Tim waved goodbye and drove off towards his home.
Tom stopped to text "It's on," and whistling tunelessly he climbed into his car and headed home.
On Friday night, Tom's phone pinged. It was a text from Tim.
"OMG. Whatta babe!!! Reality >>> Pics."
Tim also sent a surreptitious picture of his date in a skin tight red dress. Tom looked at it and whistled. It looked like it was painted on. And her nipples looked like they were trying to chew their way out of the paint.
Tom grinned broadly and showed the text to his female companion.
She reached down and rubbed the crotch of his jeans and smiled while whispering, "Let's take this back to your room."
