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16B: I AM JACK’ S DICK…JUST FOLLOWING THE RULES
"Well…I was wondering about Jack’s question at the end…" John replied, "you know…about whether I was ‘up for a three-way’… I think that’s how he put it…um…Do you think he was serious?" I really did laugh out loud then.
"Sorry," I said, "Are YOU interested?" I was actually a little surprised by that. Possibilities abounded when one kept his options open, although that particular option didn’t seem very viable at the time.
"Ha. No, not like you think…but…in the abstract…I’d be interested, yes…but with you and your brother?—"
I quickly cut John off before he could box himself into something I might later regret…just in case. “Look, John, let me just say first that if you ARE interested, if your heart’s secret desire is to be up in the middle of a three-way, or not just any three-way but one with Jack and me…I mean who wouldn’t want to be in bed with two of ME, for God’s sake?…Then your saying that wouldn’t hurt my feelings at all. Fuck, if you told me that you sought me out, seduced me, just because I’m a twin…I’d get that…it’d make me even more thankful that I have the brother I have. I’d have to really think about how I’d feel about seeing you with another guy…but it wouldn’t be out of the question. So you were about to say…?”
"I was about to say," John said, "before I was so rudely interrupted, that I AM interested, that my heart’s secret desire is to be up in the middle of not just any three-way but one with you and Jack …I mean who wouldn’t want to be in bed with two of YOU… In fact, Joe, now that you are onto me, I confess that I sought you out and seduced you specifically because I knew you had a hot-as-fuck identical twin…I could tell by looking into your eyes…" We both had a good laugh at that.
"Seriously, though," I said, "that’s a ‘yes?’ You’d be interested?"
"Don’t forget that I’ve heard more than a few of your stories about you and Jack," John said, "all hot as hell, by the way, so, yeah, the idea has its…possibilities…I guess like you, I’d be open to the idea…maybe," John said.
"Well, the truth is I don’t know if Jack was being serious or not. My guess is he was just fucking with you…" I said, remembering then that a week or so before Jack had texted the same question to me and I had ignored it. Maybe he was fucking with me. "But if he WAS serious, it seems to me that a threesome with we three guys could only be a very strange, unsatisfactory, mess. I think it would be, anyway. I mean, I can’t even wrap my brain around who would do what to whom." "What do mean?" John asked.
"Well, I’ve told you a good bit about him and me, um, growing up, but maybe not everything…see, when it comes to him being with guys, Jack has a really particular set of ‘rules’ about what he will and won’t do, what the other guys can or can’t do," I explained. "For instance?" John asked.
"For instance…I know I told you that by the time we were, oh, 15 or 16, I was dead set on sucking Jack’s cock. At first, that just seemed to me to be the next new thing to do, a natural progression, right? But sucking Jack’s dick, which, by the way, is just like mine, except bigger and better, became my main desire…then…my fixation… obsession, not literally, Mr. Psych Major, you know, but blowing Jack was a big fucking deal to me. But he drew a bright fucking line there. He was fine with jacking off, edging together, fingering each other, no problem with jacking me off and vice-versa. But blow jobs were out of the question, still are as far as I know.
"Jack will also happily fuck another guy in the ass but will not take one up his own ass. You two guys seem to be the same on that last point, so you and Jack won’t be fucking each other, that’s for sure. And I don’t think Jack would fuck me, even assuming I would let him, because we’re brothers or whatever. Neither you nor I could blow him or expect to be blown by him…add all that up and there’s not that much for three guys to do. "
"Basically your saying Jack’s rule was anything between you two was cool…except no cocks in any bodily orifice?" John asked.
"Funny…I never thought about it like that, maybe because I never wanted to fuck him, and Jack never said it like that, either…but you’re right. With one small exception - small as in short-lived, it didn’t last long at all - but not long after we turned 17, Jack was all for us fucking and he tried pretty hard, only briefly though, to get me to agree. Actually what he first suggested was that I fuck him…"
"Really? I’m kind of surprised to hear that, I guess," John said, "considering you just said there’s no way Jack takes one up the ass. Plus he made that very clear to me today, too."
"Indeed he did," I said, smiling. "Consider that to be Jack’s default position - on top. This brief exception was just a time when something else was possible - in theory - but it’s part of a lot longer story - I don’t mind telling you the whole thing, but not tonight," I said. "The bottom line is Jack came up with some hare-brained ideas as…substitutes, good a word as any…for me blowing him, which under the rules, would’ve required him to blow me, and nothing was more off limits than that."
"So you could have fucked him but couldn’t suck him, and if you did fuck him, which wasn’t your deal anyway, the rules meant—" John said.
"Precisely. Reciprocity." I interjected. "Anyway, all that blew over pretty quickly - Jack started fucking other guys, I kept on blowing other guys…and Jack decided after the first time he fucked a guy that nobody was ever going to fuck HIM in the ass, so—
"What happened to reciprocity?" John asked.
My phone let both of us know that a text message had just arrived. Two texts. Three texts. I ignored all of them, didn’t even check to see who they were from. I knew who they were from.
"Another rule change," I said. "After that, reciprocity only applied to guys Jack ‘cared about.’ Which makes for a decent segue back to what we were really talking about…this hypothetical three-way with Jack. As I was saying, or was about to say…even if Jack was being serious about a three-way, then either he hasn’t thought it through or he has seriously changed his rules - who knows, maybe he has."
"Sounds like to me Jack changes the rules whenever it suits him," John said.
"Maybe, some rules, anyway. Some rules have never changed…But under the rules I know—"
"Can I interrupt to ask when the last time you and Jack ever talked about - I mean expressly, not assumptions, old habits, whatever - a new rule change, or what exactly the existing rules were?" John asked.
"You just did," I laughed, "but the circumstances are also part of that much bigger story for another time. But just when? It would’ve been later that same year…when he ‘made’ me fuck this girl, Lacy…so we were 17, almost 18…that’s the last time I ever offered, begged, whatever, to suck his dick…"
[[You may think I tossed out that bit about being ‘forced’ to fuck Lacy gratuitously, as a teaser, perhaps, but that would not be accurate. I did it to amend the question I was answering ’ when was the last time you and Jack talked about his no-blow rule?’ If hadn’t done that I would’ve had to either lie to John or tell him, ‘why, just this morning, when Jack explained to me why he couldn’t honor my request to fuck me in the ass this coming week…’ ]]
"Made you fuck Lacy? For another day, I assume?" John asked. I nodded. "So not long before you turned 18 then? That’s nearly four years ago, Joe."
"I take your point," I said, "but all I can say is that under the rules I KNOW, I just can’t see that a three-way among us would be much more than Jack watching you fuck me, and one of us giving him a hand job…" I paused to think a few seconds to consider carefully before I plowed ahead, "or, let’s say that I’m wrong and that Jack would fuck me - I really don’t know if he would or wouldn’t now - he damn sure wouldn’t let either of us fuck him. You can bet that rule hasn’t changed. But let’s say Jack will, would, fuck me and I’d let him…would you really be cool with watching Jack fuck me in the ass?"
"As hot as I think that would be, I wouldn’t be watching," John said as he winked at me, "I’d be sucking your sweet fat cock while he pummeled your ass."

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16B: I AM JACK’ S DICK…JUST FOLLOWING THE RULES

"Well…I was wondering about Jack’s question at the end…" John replied, "you know…about whether I was ‘up for a three-way’… I think that’s how he put it…um…Do you think he was serious?" I really did laugh out loud then.

"Sorry," I said, "Are YOU interested?" I was actually a little surprised by that. Possibilities abounded when one kept his options open, although that particular option didn’t seem very viable at the time.

"Ha. No, not like you think…but…in the abstract…I’d be interested, yes…but with you and your brother?—"

I quickly cut John off before he could box himself into something I might later regret…just in case. “Look, John, let me just say first that if you ARE interested, if your heart’s secret desire is to be up in the middle of a three-way, or not just any three-way but one with Jack and me…I mean who wouldn’t want to be in bed with two of ME, for God’s sake?…Then your saying that wouldn’t hurt my feelings at all. Fuck, if you told me that you sought me out, seduced me, just because I’m a twin…I’d get that…it’d make me even more thankful that I have the brother I have. I’d have to really think about how I’d feel about seeing you with another guy…but it wouldn’t be out of the question. So you were about to say…?”

"I was about to say," John said, "before I was so rudely interrupted, that I AM interested, that my heart’s secret desire is to be up in the middle of not just any three-way but one with you and Jack …I mean who wouldn’t want to be in bed with two of YOU… In fact, Joe, now that you are onto me, I confess that I sought you out and seduced you specifically because I knew you had a hot-as-fuck identical twin…I could tell by looking into your eyes…" We both had a good laugh at that.

"Seriously, though," I said, "that’s a ‘yes?’ You’d be interested?"

"Don’t forget that I’ve heard more than a few of your stories about you and Jack," John said, "all hot as hell, by the way, so, yeah, the idea has its…possibilities…I guess like you, I’d be open to the idea…maybe," John said.

"Well, the truth is I don’t know if Jack was being serious or not. My guess is he was just fucking with you…" I said, remembering then that a week or so before Jack had texted the same question to me and I had ignored it. Maybe he was fucking with me. "But if he WAS serious, it seems to me that a threesome with we three guys could only be a very strange, unsatisfactory, mess. I think it would be, anyway. I mean, I can’t even wrap my brain around who would do what to whom." "What do mean?" John asked.

"Well, I’ve told you a good bit about him and me, um, growing up, but maybe not everything…see, when it comes to him being with guys, Jack has a really particular set of ‘rules’ about what he will and won’t do, what the other guys can or can’t do," I explained. "For instance?" John asked.

"For instance…I know I told you that by the time we were, oh, 15 or 16, I was dead set on sucking Jack’s cock. At first, that just seemed to me to be the next new thing to do, a natural progression, right? But sucking Jack’s dick, which, by the way, is just like mine, except bigger and better, became my main desire…then…my fixation… obsession, not literally, Mr. Psych Major, you know, but blowing Jack was a big fucking deal to me. But he drew a bright fucking line there. He was fine with jacking off, edging together, fingering each other, no problem with jacking me off and vice-versa. But blow jobs were out of the question, still are as far as I know.

"Jack will also happily fuck another guy in the ass but will not take one up his own ass. You two guys seem to be the same on that last point, so you and Jack won’t be fucking each other, that’s for sure. And I don’t think Jack would fuck me, even assuming I would let him, because we’re brothers or whatever. Neither you nor I could blow him or expect to be blown by him…add all that up and there’s not that much for three guys to do. "

"Basically your saying Jack’s rule was anything between you two was cool…except no cocks in any bodily orifice?" John asked.

"Funny…I never thought about it like that, maybe because I never wanted to fuck him, and Jack never said it like that, either…but you’re right. With one small exception - small as in short-lived, it didn’t last long at all - but not long after we turned 17, Jack was all for us fucking and he tried pretty hard, only briefly though, to get me to agree. Actually what he first suggested was that I fuck him…"

"Really? I’m kind of surprised to hear that, I guess," John said, "considering you just said there’s no way Jack takes one up the ass. Plus he made that very clear to me today, too."

"Indeed he did," I said, smiling. "Consider that to be Jack’s default position - on top. This brief exception was just a time when something else was possible - in theory - but it’s part of a lot longer story - I don’t mind telling you the whole thing, but not tonight," I said. "The bottom line is Jack came up with some hare-brained ideas as…substitutes, good a word as any…for me blowing him, which under the rules, would’ve required him to blow me, and nothing was more off limits than that."

"So you could have fucked him but couldn’t suck him, and if you did fuck him, which wasn’t your deal anyway, the rules meant—" John said.

"Precisely. Reciprocity." I interjected. "Anyway, all that blew over pretty quickly - Jack started fucking other guys, I kept on blowing other guys…and Jack decided after the first time he fucked a guy that nobody was ever going to fuck HIM in the ass, so—

"What happened to reciprocity?" John asked.

My phone let both of us know that a text message had just arrived. Two texts. Three texts. I ignored all of them, didn’t even check to see who they were from. I knew who they were from.

"Another rule change," I said. "After that, reciprocity only applied to guys Jack ‘cared about.’ Which makes for a decent segue back to what we were really talking about…this hypothetical three-way with Jack. As I was saying, or was about to say…even if Jack was being serious about a three-way, then either he hasn’t thought it through or he has seriously changed his rules - who knows, maybe he has."

"Sounds like to me Jack changes the rules whenever it suits him," John said.

"Maybe, some rules, anyway. Some rules have never changed…But under the rules I know—"

"Can I interrupt to ask when the last time you and Jack ever talked about - I mean expressly, not assumptions, old habits, whatever - a new rule change, or what exactly the existing rules were?" John asked.

"You just did," I laughed, "but the circumstances are also part of that much bigger story for another time. But just when? It would’ve been later that same year…when he ‘made’ me fuck this girl, Lacy…so we were 17, almost 18…that’s the last time I ever offered, begged, whatever, to suck his dick…"

[[You may think I tossed out that bit about being ‘forced’ to fuck Lacy gratuitously, as a teaser, perhaps, but that would not be accurate. I did it to amend the question I was answering ’ when was the last time you and Jack talked about his no-blow rule?’ If hadn’t done that I would’ve had to either lie to John or tell him, ‘why, just this morning, when Jack explained to me why he couldn’t honor my request to fuck me in the ass this coming week…’ ]]

"Made you fuck Lacy? For another day, I assume?" John asked. I nodded. "So not long before you turned 18 then? That’s nearly four years ago, Joe."

"I take your point," I said, "but all I can say is that under the rules I KNOW, I just can’t see that a three-way among us would be much more than Jack watching you fuck me, and one of us giving him a hand job…" I paused to think a few seconds to consider carefully before I plowed ahead, "or, let’s say that I’m wrong and that Jack would fuck me - I really don’t know if he would or wouldn’t now - he damn sure wouldn’t let either of us fuck him. You can bet that rule hasn’t changed. But let’s say Jack will, would, fuck me and I’d let him…would you really be cool with watching Jack fuck me in the ass?"

"As hot as I think that would be, I wouldn’t be watching," John said as he winked at me, "I’d be sucking your sweet fat cock while he pummeled your ass."

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