Alexis John and Jenn

John was lounging on the couch in the living room, his eyes fixed on the flickering television screen, as their parents sat nearby, equally engrossed.

Alex emerged from the hallway, having just returned from the bathroom. Without a word, she seized a thick, cozy blanket from the armchair and playfully tossed it onto John's lap. "Make room, bro," she said with a teasing grin.

John obligingly raised his arm, holding it aloft until Alex nestled in beside him. Once she was settled, he lowered his arm, draping it around her waist. Alex, in turn, pulled the blanket up, tucking it snugly around them and ensuring her shoulders were covered.

The twins sitting together under a blanket was a scene as old as their memories, a comforting habit they had maintained since they were children.

"Is this blanket really necessary?" John asked, glancing down at Alex with a mockingly skeptical expression.

"You know I like being under a blanket," Alex replied, her tone light but firm, a small smile playing on her lips. Her hand drifted over to his thigh. Her fingers idly stroked his leg.

"I feel a chill. Hold me closer and warm me up." Alex squirmed closer to John, taking advantage of her movement to shove a hand up the leg of his loose shorts.

John looked down at her and subtly shook his head no.

"Is this comfortable for you, John?"

"No. It's not." He said flatly.

"Oh. How about this?" Alex shifted her shoulders, moving her hand to cup his balls.

John gasped.

"Oops, did I hit something sensitive?" She rolled his balls between her fingers. "Is this better?"

John could only manage a grunt.

Resting her head on his chest, Alex continued to play with him. He barely contained a squeak when she ran her fingernails along his shaft and around the head.

Alex smiled when she felt him get hard. She rubbed around the head of his cock to encourage his erection.

John closed his eyes to concentrate on keeping his breathing regular. He put his hand on Alex's to stop her playtime. She instead intertwined their fingers and, as a pair, massaged his balls.

"Are you sleepy, bro? Is that why your eyes are closed?"

Alex wrapped their fingers around his shaft and slowly stroked him. She resisted the urge to speed up and risk getting caught by their parents.

John opened his eyes a fraction to glare at Alex. "Just resting my eyes," he said, pulling his hand away.

Alex rested her head against his chest as she ran her fingers through his public hair. She felt him unwind, his breathing returning to its usual pace.

"I don't know, bro. It looks like you need to go to bed."

"I'm watching this show."

"John," their mother said. "don't be like your father. Just go to bed."

Alex got up, taking the blanket with her. She reached for his hand and said, "Come on, sleepyhead."

Fully erect, John resisted. "I'm fine where I am."

Alex smiled devilishly. "I'll even tuck you in."

"John, go. You two are interrupting the show." Their mother admonished him.

John grumbled in reluctant agreement, like a young boy who had been told to kiss his great aunt who smelled of stale cigarettes and coffee.

Alex smiled from ear to ear, waiting to see how he would hide his erection from their parents.

John held out a hand. "I'll fold that blanket."

"That's okay, I'll do it. You always fold It wrong."

John's lips pursed, and he stared daggers at Alex. She smiled back.

He stood, putting his hand in his pocket. he rustled about as if he was searching for something and not hiding a raging hard-on.

"What are you looking for, bro."

"Wooden you like to know."

"Come on." Alex grabbed his arm, her body hiding his erection. "You seem a little grumpy. If you're a good boy, I'll read you a bedtime story after I tuck you in."

At the foot of the stairs, Alex turned." Good night, everyone. Love you."

Alex stopped John, who had one foot on the stairs, and asked, "Okay, Mr. Grumpy, what do we say?"

"Good night, love you." He rattled off without turning.

"No, that's not right. Turn and say it slowly."

"Alex, stop teasing your brother. Don't be so hard on him."

"But that's my job, to make things hard for him," Alex smirked. "Isn't that right, brother dear."

John climbed the stairs. "I have to pee."

Alex bounced up the stairs and then looked down from the landing. "Night, night. Love you."

"I bet you are pleased with yourself," John said as he leaned against the bathroom door frame.

"It was a masterful stroke of genius if I do say so myself." Alex smiled and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Funny," John said deadpan.

"I found it hard to keep from smiling."

"Very funny." John sighed. "I don't know what gets into you sometimes."

"Certainly not you. Rule number three precludes that."

John chuckled at that. "You are going to finish what you started, right?"

Alex looked at his crotch, then made a sad face. "All that hard work, and now it's gone." She stepped forward, then rubbed his crotch. "I'm going to have to start all over again."

Alex stepped forward and ground his erection between the two of them. "How hard do you want to be?" She said in her best sultry voice."

"Very." His hands moved to her ass.

"Well then. "Alex dropped to her knees, pulling his shorts down with her. "We need to get rid of these."

She grabbed the hem of her shirt and peeled it off. "And this"

Now topless, she flung her shirt into their room. "Then started to slowly pump his cock." John's erection rapidly filled her hand.

"So rule number two is..." John's anticipation was evident on his face.

"Still in place, I just wanted to go for a different angle."

John looked concerned, "Uhm, Bedroom or bathroom? Where do you want to go?'

Alex added his balls into play. "Hall."

"No way."

"Fine." She released his cock and sat back on her heels. "Then you get to finish yourself off."

"Really? What if Mom or Dad come up?"

"It's not likely that either one of them wants to jerk you off."

"Hardy fucking har-har. You know what I mean."

"Relax. We have this whole floor to ourselves. They rarely come up. If they do, you have to be on the second step to even see the end of the hall."

John's eyes bounced back and forth as he mentally fought with himself.

Alex stood up. "While you hurt your brain, I'm going to get out of my pants. I really didn't think far enough ahead when I pulled your shorts down. There was no way that I could get mine down. I'm going to have to wear a dress next time,"

Alex rolled her eyes. "Hurry up. I want to video chat with Jenn."

"Why do you do this to me? I want us to be safe and not get caught. But dammit, almost every time I say, 'Fuck it' and go balls deep into your scheme."

John kicked his shorts into their room and then flung his shirt after them. "We don't want to keep Jenn waiting." He spread his legs and put his hands on his hips. "Lay on, Macduff, and damned be the one that first cries 'Hold! Enough!'"

"A little dramatic, don't you think?" Alex sank to her knees. "I don't have a sword of my own." She took hold of his penis. "But this will do."

Alex was stroking John, paying particular attention to the head, while also playing with her clit. "You know, you got that quote wrong."

"What?"

"The quote from McBeth, you got it wrong. You said, 'be the one that,' but it's actually 'be he that.'" Alex switched arms, pumping his cock.

"I knew that, but as we are referring to two genders, saying 'he' just seemed wrong. So I went with a non-gender alternative."

"Fair. I wanted to point out the error. So many people get that quote wrong."

"Do we really need to discuss Shakespeare at this moment?"

Alex reached down, wet her fingers with her juices, then used it as a lube on his cock. "You're the one who decided to misquote the Bard."

"That feels good."

"You seem to be taking a particularly long time tonight."

"Standing buck naked in the hall with my sister jacking me off, although exciting, might be having a drawback. Talking about Shakespeare is not helping either."

"It seemed like a good idea at the time. But my knees are killing me. Let's move to your bed. Besides, Jenn will be calling soon." Alex stood up and stretched her back as she walked towards the bedroom.

Pushing her brother towards the bed, Alex closed the bedroom door behind them. "Okay, big guy, let's get this ball rolling. Do you want to play with my tits or my pussy?"

John reached out and ran a finger along her outer labia and then snaked the finger inside.

Alex breathed out in satisfaction while stroking her twin's cock, "Mm. Good choice."

Alex closed her eyes while John played with her clit. The chime of her phone interrupted her enjoyment.

"Almost there," John grunted.

Alex looked at her phone. "It's Jenn."

"Don't answer it."

"Hey, Jenn. I'm just finishing something up with John. Hold on a sec." She placed the phone face-up on the bed.

Alex grabbed John's cock and started pumping hard and furious. "You have thirty seconds to blow your load."

"Ow, too hard."

"Aw fuck it," Alex sighed in resignation and picked up the phone, keeping John out of sight. "What's up?" She put her hand back on John's cock and stroked him.

Jenn looked confused. "What are you doing with your arm? Is anything wrong?"

Alex rolled her eyes and nodded her head off-screen.

"Wait, please tell me you have clothes on."

Alex panned the camera down, revealing her tits. She brought the camera back to her face. Her eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Are you two..."

Alex looked off-camera with a lustful smile. "Holy fuck, you are hard."

"Did you just say he's hard?" Jenn moved her face to the side, hoping she could see.

"Like a rock. Come here. You're going for a ride." Alex held the phone behind John's cock below the camera lenses so that the tip was just below the video of Jenn's mouth.

"This is going to be awkward." Alex started pumping, the phone and Jenn's image sliding along his cock.

"What are you doing with the phone?" Jenn asked.

Alex giggled. "You're going up and down on his dick.

"Jesus, Joseph, and Mary, Alex, that's...I don't know what that is." Jenn smiled, "But go faster."

Alex shifted her grip so that her hand was entirely around his shaft. Her other hand guided the phone up and down.

John could see Jenn sliding along his cock. The thought of her giving him head engulfed his every thought. He grunted as his orgasm erupted, shooting his sperm past the camera lens. Alex slowed to long slow strokes, milking the last of his cum, letting it slide down her hand.

Alex pulled back the camera and briefly flashed it on John's face, still red from his exertion.

"Did he just...uhm." Jenn was beside herself with excitement as she realized, "Did I just see what I think I saw fly across the screen? That was his...".

"That was a virtual hand job. You really got him worked up." I was working him for probably twenty minutes. You jump on for the ride, and off he goes." Alex focused the camera on her cum soaked hand. "Look at this mess." She tilted the phone lower. "And look at this, he came on my tits."

"Alex, I have to go." Jenn was breathless.

"Oh, okay."

Jennie dropped the camera view to her soaked panties.

"Ohhh," Alex smiled with a giggle. "Have fun."

"What was that last bit about?" John said, his wits finally returning from their orgasmic road trip.

"Don't worry, girl things."

"Was it really necessary to embarrass me like that in front of Jenn?"

"You weren't embarrassed. You were hard for Jenn. I bet you were imagining your dick was sliding into her mouth. That pretty Irish mouth, her sweet, soft lips wrapped around your shaft. Is that what you want?"

John didn't have to respond. His erection answered for him.

"Why am I not surprised," Alex said as she lay down and spread her legs. "Now, make me cum until I cry, 'Hold! Enough!'"

****

For the first time in a while, John was alone in their room. Alex was spending the night at Jenn's house. He was awoken when his phone notified him of an incoming video chat from Alex. He punched the accept button. John squinted against the screen's bright light, his twin's exuberant face practically jumping out at him. "Do you know what time it is?" He grumbled.

"It's almost midnight." Alex pulled her phone back, revealing Jenn lying in bed beside her. Both girls had the top sheet pulled up over their breasts with the sheet tucked under their arms. "I realized I hadn't said good night to you yet."

John grunted a goodnight before hanging up the phone and pulling the covers back over himself. He sighed when the phone rang again.

"I assume your finger slipped because there is no way you would cut me off like that." Alex gave him a smile that told him she knew what had happened.

"Yeah, my finger must've hit the 'Fuck Off, I'm sleeping' button."

Alex pouted, "But I was going to give you a good night kiss."

"And I was going to give you a kiss as well, "Jenn's Irish accent stabbed him in the heart. "Would you like that, Johnny?"

At the angle Alex was holding the phone, he could clearly see Jenn's erect nipples pushing hard against the sheet. His cock happily noticed as well. Jenn must have sensed where his eyes were roaming. Her hand under the sheet slid over to cover the nipple.

"I assume that you two have been drinking." John looked back at the camera.

"Just a little bit," Alex said. Her head bobbled as she looked up to one side as if calculating. "Okay, perhaps more than a little bit."

"How'd you get booze?"

Jenn looked offended. "We're Irish, Johnny. There's always drink in the house. My brother Tadgh got it for us."

Alex clarified, "That's Michael," when she saw her brother's confused expression. "Tadgh's his real name, but he goes by his middle name Michael at school."

John considered this new information. "Hm. I suppose I can see why."

"So, Johnny, do you want a good night kiss or what?"

"Yeah, sure, why not," he said with a shrug. "But how, pray tell, do you plan on doing that?"

Alex smiled and said, "We were hoping you'd say that." She turned to Jenn and kissed her on the lips. It was a quick kiss, but it was enough to get his cock's attention.

"How was that, bro? Did it make you hard?"

"What do you think?" John's hand slowly drifted down to his cock.

"What do I think?" Alex said. Her eyes looked down in the direction of his crotch. "I don't have to think. I know your hand is on your cock, and you are just waiting for an excuse to jerk off."

Jenn pressed her cheek against Alex's. "You know Johnny, it's midnight...the stroke of midnight. Can you give us twelve strokes?"

"Let's do military time," Alex added. "I bet he couldn't last twenty-four strokes before he pops his load."

John scoffed. "Please. I can outlast both of you."

"Aw, come on, bro. I bet you..."

Jenn cupped Alex's face and pulled her into a deep kiss. Alex's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly melted into the kiss, her tongue meeting Jenn's.

John was just as amazed as Alex. His mind was blown by the sight. He wasn't quite sure what to make of what was happening on the screen. His hand was on autopilot; it happily pistoned up and down his shaft. Not really caring what his mind was thinking.

Jenn pulled back, "Is this what you need, Johnny?" She kissed Alex. "Your sister and her BF swapping spit?"

John was pumping hard, his concentration on the screen.

"Oh fuck, John, Jenn is so much fun to kiss. Her lips are so soft, and it is amazing what she can do to her tongue. I bet you wish you were in my place."

John grunted as his orgasm hit him hard. He continued stroking himself to the very end. Heaving, his face flushed with exertion, he fell back onto the pillows.

When he had somewhat recovered, John picked up his phone. The girls were beside each other, composed as if nothing unusual had happened.

"See, Jenn, I told you he wouldn't last long."

Jenn had a crooked smile. "He looks kind of cute, all red-faced and sweaty."

"Yeah, he does." Alex agreed, then turned to Jenn to kiss her. Before they could connect, she ended the call with her brother. "Good night, bro."

John dropped his phone on the bed. He brought his hands to his head, running them over his hair. "What the fuck was that all about?"

His phone pinged with a text message from Alex. He opened the message to see a photo of Alex's soaked panties. Then, another image of the girls blowing him a kiss.

John studied the photo, concentrating on Jenn his cock twitched with excitement. He grabbed a tissue to wipe the cum from his face and hands. "Maybe someday."

****

When Alex burst through the front door, John was watching a movie on the couch, his mother in her usual chair. "Practice ran long. Gotta pee. Be right back."

Hearing the shower running, John wanted to excuse himself to go upstairs and watch the water running down Alex's body. His cock stiffened at the thought. He fought the impulse and stayed on the couch.

Alex eventually sashayed into the living room in a vibrant sundress. She twirled around, causing the sundress to billow out.

John gave her a 'What the fuck' look.

"Oh, Alex, you look stunning," their mother exclaimed. "But why the dress? Not that I'm complaining, but I usually have to drag you kicking and screaming to put one on."

Alex smoothed her dress, "It's such a grey day that I thought it could stand some colour." She half-swirled her hips. "Plus, my legs were still damp from my shower, and I didn't want to pull on leggings."

Their mother adjusted the dress hem. "I wish you would wear them more often. You have such a lovely figure."

"I don't know. Dresses make me feel like a girl."

"You are a girl, Alexis."

John chuckled, "You got the full first name treatment."

Alex picked up a pillow and used it to thump John. "Make room, bro."

John made room for Alex to cuddle up next to him, then reached over to the side of the couch and pulled a blanket over them both.

Under the blanket, John rested a hand on Alex's knee.

As they sat and watched the movie, Alex was growing frustrated. John's hand usually crept up her thigh to tease her. Today, it just sat there. Alex moved her leg, hoping to encourage him to move his hand.

"Why are you wiggling?" John half glanced at her.

"I have an itch."

"Then scratch it, don't be squirming."

"It's in a spot I can't reach."

"Fine. If I itch it, will you calm down?"

"Maybe. It's on my shoulder." As John scratched her shoulder, Alex grabbed his other hand and put it high on her thigh. Alex sighed, "That's where the itch is."

John took the hint. His hand slowly teased its way up her thigh. When he reached her pussy he stopped. Expecting hair, he felt nothing but bare skin. He glanced at Alex and cocked an eyebrow. Alex just smiled in response.

John continued the exploration of her now bare pussy. His fingers stroked up and down her slit, occasionally slipping inside. Alex sighed and leaned into his shoulder.

He slowly sank a finger deep inside of her. The new feeling of being totally hairless sent tingles radiating from her pussy. Alex closed her eyes and suppressed a moan as he slowly moved his finger in and out. His thumb leisurely circled her clit. Teasing it to come out from hiding in its protective hood. John continued his unhurried ministrations of her pussy. Deep inside of her, he hooked his finger backward to hit her G-spot. Alex mewled into his shoulders.

"Alex, are you okay?" their mother asked.

"I think she is asleep, Mom. She sometimes makes these sounds when she is in a deep sleep. He added a second finger inside of her. She struggled not to scream in pleasure.

Feeling how wet she was becoming, John thought it best that she got off the couch before she left a wet spot. "She must be exhausted from her practice. I'll take her up to bed."