Joe and I were twins. Identical. I mean *really* identical. Sometimes even our mother gets confused. Sure, we fought like all siblings do, but through it all, we remained best friends. No one was ever there for me like Joe was, and no one could say shit to Joe without having to answer to me, too.
So, no one was surprised when we not only went to the same small college, but that we shared an apartment while doing so. Joe was majoring in biology, and I was majoring in environmental studies. We were both good, but not great, students, and we were both athletic, but then, not outstanding athletes, either.
We both joined the ultimate frisbee club immediately, and at nearly six-four and able to run and jump, made an immediate impact. It also helped that Joe is a rightie, and I am a southpaw, so defenders were easily confused by who was who and how to defend against us. Also, in spite of being best friends, we are also fiercely competitive, always trying to out run, out score, and generally out do each other. It happened with everything we do. I mean everything.
So, one day as I was making my way across campus, I spied a girl that I had not seen before, and I had to meet her. I walked up to introduce myself.
"Hi, I'm..." I started.
"Hey, Joe! I thought you weren't out of class for another hour" she replied, before I could even get my name out.
This, of course, happens all the time, so without missing a beat, I replied to her, "No, Joe is my brother, I'm John!" As I finished, I put out my hand to shake hands.
"Stop kidding with me Joe!"
"No, really, Joe is my brother, and I'm much better looking than he is, and a much nicer guy, to boot! Just wait till you get to know me, uh, well now, just what beautiful name must be attached to such a beautiful creature?"
"My name is Elaine, but my friends all call me Laney"
Elaine was stunning; tall (over six feet), red hair cropped short, with a smile to make me melt, and a body to make me sit up and beg.
"Well, then Elaine, I shall soon be calling you Laney, as I am sure we will be fast friends!"
"Yeah, the emphasis here on 'fast'" she replied.
"So, let's go get some lunch before my dope brother arrives, I want you to know the better brother first!"
"No," she said, "I will not stand him up, we will just wait for his class to be over."
Almost on cue, up walked Joe.
"Hey," he said, loudly, "I met her first, get back, Jack!"
"No, no, you snooze, you lose - loser!" I shot back.
Laney was just staring between us - that happens a lot.
"Boys, boys, boys! I think it would be improper for me to be a sore point between you, so," she said, stepping between us, and taking Joe's right and my left arm, "let's all go to lunch together!"
So, we all went to lunch. Laney was recruited to play on the women's volleyball team, but was injured during training camp, and was red-shirted for the season. It had been several weeks since the injury, and she was back to full practices, but could not dress for the games, and usually only traveled for away games that were close. In a twist of irony, her major was sports medicine.
After lunch, we split the bill three ways (she insisted), and she left for practice, and a late afternoon class, but promised to look us up at our apartment later that evening. As she walked away, Joe and I just stared at her ass in the chino shorts as she walked away.
Later that evening, Laney did come over, and we all worked on homework and listened to music. We all talked and bonded even more, with Laney still looking back and forth between us to try to tell us apart. She did notice that I used my left hand more easily, and guessed the south paw part (she's very observant), but said she was hard-pressed to find any other physical differences.
"OK," she said, "stand up in front of me - shirts off!"
Joe and I looked at each other and grinned. We had been through this before with some high school girlfriends. Without another word, we stood up and simultaneously removed our shirts. Laney looked back and forth between us, trying to discern a difference, but it was in vain. Then she got up and walked over between us, and began rubbing our chests.
"Ooh, this is nice! A girl could have a whole lotta fun with this situation!"
Well, I thought, so could a guy. The more she rubbed, the more I felt that familiar stirring below. Laney moved slightly and kissed Joe on the cheek, and then kissed me, too. Then she lowered her hands to my belt buckle, and casually undid it, then did the same with Joe.
"Guys, this examination has to go farther - as far as it takes until there is a difference found!"
She unbuttoned, and unzipped our pants, and let them fall. We each had a tent in our boxers, but Joe's were red plaid, and mine were dark blue.
Joe joked, "OK, there's a difference!"
"So, I guess I can stop now?" asked Laney.
"NO!" I yelled, maybe a bit too much of a yell.
She looked at me with her sparkling eyes and that knee melting smile, "Glad to hear it, because I have no intention of anything less than a *full* examination!"
She hooked her fingers in my waistband, and lowered my boxers to the floor, my hard-on right in her face. I won't brag (much), but let's just say, yes, we have big feet. She reached out, taking my prick in her hands, rubbing lightly, and looking intently.
"Um, are you forgetting someone?" Joe asked.
"Hey, I thought you were through?" Laney joked.
"Well, it would hardly be a proper exam without a comparison, now would it?" Joe continued.
"Now, I guess you're right!" she replied, and hooked her thumbs in his boxers, and slid them to the floor as well. She grabbed his dick, and brought him right next to me, and held the two stiffies next to each other, looking and feeling them up and down (and up and down!), cupping our balls, running her fingers through our blond pubes.
"Oh my God! Exactly the same - either one beautiful on its own, but together! Exquisite!"
She kissed first one, then the other, then tried her best to take both cocks in her mouth at the same time (it didn't really work, though). She squeezed our cocks together and jacked us slowly against each other. Though certainly Joe and I had jacked off together, and once even jacked each other off, this was the first time we had touched our dicks together, and I must say, especially given the circumstances, that I was really enjoying it!