The Twincest Games (closed)

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy Reynolds was eighteen years old, and near the end of his senior year in high school. He stood just shy of six feet tall, weighed about 170 lbs; he was lanky with a mop of curly brown hair. He’s never been very good at much of anything, except video games and daydreaming. He’s had a couple of girlfriends, but the relationships never lasted long enough to get past third base. He’s been spending too much time lately looking at pornography on the internet, particularly enjoying reading erotica. Mostly, he’s just trying to keep his mind off his twin sister.

It’s really not working very well. He had hoped that fantasizing about other women would distract him from his fantasies about her. His twin sister. If anything, it was having the opposite effect.

It was a Friday night in April. The school year was winding down. Tommy still didn’t have a clue what he would be doing once school was done. Right now, he didn’t really give a damn about that. He had just taken the family dog, an Australian Shepherd named Roscoe, on a nice long walk, making sure to take a wooded trail where he could smoke the joint he’d picked up at school that day. He was fixing to spend the next several hours lost in his video games, travelling Hyrule in search of his Princess Zelda.

Maybe that would keep his dirty mind off his hot twin sister…

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle was frustrated. As a senior in high school, she had spent most of her year dedicated to her work as the deputy editor of the yearbook, which she had originally thought might get her into a good journalism school. It hadn't, and her frustration with college admissions showed as she reviewed three more applications to schools she never truly wanted to attend. She sighed at the thought that high school had been wasted. She had never played sports, aside from those required in P.E., she had never been into gymnastics, tumbling, or organized dance, and her cheerleading career ended after the 8th grade. School itself was a struggle, and though she was pretty, she found it frustrating and annoying that she still had no date to next month's prom. The guys she liked all wanted trophy girlfriends and, to them, she didn't bring the status or cachet that they wanted, apparently. And other guys might have been intimidated enough to not ask her.

Some people just have bad luck, she thought, putting her applications in a folder on her desk and turning off the light. Days like today made her need something to put the frustration behind her. She stepped into her closet and found some running shorts and a Nike tank top, and quickly changed into them, along with her running shoes. At 5'6, 120, she kept in shape running most weeks a few times, and she knew that her looks had, on occasion, helped her in her work with the school paper. At the same time, they were never front and center. She all too often felt she faded into the background, never one of the in crowd, but always in their orbit. She took off through the park near her home, careful to stay near the lighted areas, her headphones connected to her phone playing a playlist she could use to force the pace. As she rounded the corner of the farthest turn on the greenbelt, she saw the silhouette of a boy and his dog. She knew instantly who it was and began to slow her pace, getting closer to her twin brother.

"What are you doing out here?" She asked.

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[The_J0k3R]

Tommy was about halfway through smoking the joint when the voice of his sister behind him jolted him out of his reverie and back to reality. He spun to face her, already knowing he was caught red-handed, and nearly stumbled as Roscoe tried to bolt towards Danielle. “Whoa buddy, sit,” he said, and the Aussie tugged a bit more but then looked back at him and obediently dropped his butt to the ground, tail still wagging.

“Just, uh, you know, blowing off some steam,” he said as she approached. There was no sense in trying to hide it. He was hard pressed as it was trying to hide his lingering gaze that raked over my sister’s lithe, sexy form.

Brazenly, Tommy smirked at her and took another puff on the joint.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle stepped close and reached down, cradling the dog's face in her hands before petting it on the head and then standing up. The smoke surrounded her brother and the smell was clear it wasn't tobacco?

"Really?" She said, half rolling her eyes. She reached for the joint and looked at it skeptically a moment, then took a tiny puff before handing it back. "Better not let mom and dad smell that on you," she said before turning and setting off into a slightly relaxed, though quick pace into the growing darkness. She would run for nearly thirty minutes, building up a slight sheen that made her hair stick to her temples before slowing once more and returning home. She paused at the stairs leading up the porch, placing first one heel on the bottom step, bending and stretching her hip back to cool down and keep her hamstrings loose, and then repeating it with the other foot. She continued stretching and cooling down, before trotting up the stairs and bounding back into the house. Roscoe greeted her as she entered, and she enjoyed another moment with him and sighed. He smelled pungent. She wondered where Tommy was.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy hadn’t been expecting her to actually take a puff on the joint. He watched as her lips wrapped around the moist end and she sucked on it lightly, the flaming cherry lighting up for just a moment before she handed it back to him and then continued on her run, leaving him and Roscoe to their own devices.

He finished the joint as they continued their walk, and was soon home, thankful for the backdoor, basement entrance that would let him avoid Mom and Dad, and he was quick to head to the bathroom for his evening shower. Sometimes, there was nothing better than a stoned shower. The water cascading over his shoulders, the back of his neck, soap washing the day away, and he was able to stand there in peace and let his daydreams wander.

Of course, seeing his twin in those tight little running shorts and mid-riff baring tank top had inspired a certain subset of daydreams that he had been trying to repress lately. He quickly lost that battle as his hand stroked his soaped-up, rock-hard cock…

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Have you seen your brother?" Their mother asked, just before Danielle headed upstairs.

"He was outside walking Roscoe earlier while I was running," she said, looking down at the dog, already obviously in the house. "But I assume he's in his room." She shrugged. She turned and went to her room, the dog following upstairs. An hour later she was cleaned up, showered, and in a longish tee shirt that hung just past the hem of the purple boyshorts she had on underneath. The house was quiet as she opened the door, and their parents had likely already gone to bed. She took Roscoe downstairs and quietly knocked on her brother's basement door.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy had just gotten his old Legend of Zelda game started up when he heard the light knock on his door. He was sitting cross-legged in his bed in just his boxers. He grabbed the bedsheet and pulled it up over his crotch, and paused the game.

“Yeah, come in,” he called out. He still had a good buzz going from the joint he’d smoked earlier, and he was happy the lights were out; if it was one of his parents, they wouldn’t be able to see his bloodshot eyes.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle opened the door and threw on the light as Roscoe jumped on her brother's bed and plopped down. She looked at the screen and rolled her eyes at the stupid game.

"It smells down here," she said, then pointed at the dog. "And you need to bathe him before the morning because he smells like pot. I don't think mom and dad will think he was the one that was smoking." She continued. "Or that I was." She then put one hand on her hip as she looked at Tommy accusingly.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“It didn’t smell down here til you walked in,” Tommy shot back, rolling his eyes back at her. He leaned towards Roscoe and sniffed. “He just smells like dog,” he said. “But yeah, I’ll give him a bath in the morning.”

He looked over at his sister. The tee shirt she wore just barely covered her crotch, and it was apparent she wasn’t wearing shorts. He felt an achingly familiar rush of blood to his loins at the revelation. He peeled his eyes off her sexy, silky smooth legs. “Besides, Mom and Dad are oblivious,” he said. “Not like this was the first time.”

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"It wasn't?" Danielle asked, not really finding his claim hard to believe. "And maybe they are oblivious, but you know they're watching you right?" She continued. "All you do is sit down here and play these stupid games. I'm certain that if you smoked weed right here while you did they wouldn't be surprised. That's kind of who you are." She smirked, never missing a chance to play holier than thou with her twin. "But keep it up," she said. "It keeps them off my back." She turned to head back up the stairs.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy’s eyebrows furrowed, a bit of anger rising up within him in spite of his stoned state. He took a deep breath, shut his eyes for a moment, reached out and scratched the dog behind the ears.

“Maybe I’ll test that theory,” Tommy replied. He caught her eye before she walked off. “How about a good night toke?” he asked her then, before reaching into the drawer on his bedside table and pulling out a small glass pipe. Now that he knew she wasn’t opposed to smoking the stuff, it couldn’t hurt to offer, right?

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle stopped going up the stairs at the idea of lighting up. She turned and took the two steps back to the floor. "Here?" she asked, clearly interested.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Why not?” Tommy replied, his eyes raking over his sister’s lithe form as she stood in the doorway. He moved onto his knees, letting the sheet fall away as he opened the small window above his bed. He had a small electric fan clipped to one of the floor beams above his bed, and he positioned it to blow out the window. He turned and looked at her as he knelt there in just his boxer shorts.

“Always makes for good dreams,” he said with a little chuckle as he picked up the pipe and then pulled out a small plastic baggie full of leafy green nuggets from the same bedside drawer.

“Mom and Dad are asleep anyway, right? We could put a movie on,” he suggested. It had been a while since they had really just hung out together. And it occurred to him they had never just hung out in, well, just their underwear, basically.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle felt a chill when she noticed her brother clearly run his eyes from her shoulders all the way down to her feet. It was unusual she thought and, at the same time, she appreciated the attention. After all, she was the girl who still didn't have any prom date. Of course the attention was nice. She watched as he got from beneath the covers and set up his fail safe system that he obviously used often. She noticed his body was lean and he was in good shape, though she found it awkward being there and he only having on boxers. He turned toward her and she felt even more awkward, her eyes lifting to his own.

“Always makes for good dreams,” he said.

"I wouldn't know," she replied. "I don't smoke." she now lied. She was however amazed at his efficiency and proficiency filling and preparing the pipe.

“Mom and Dad are asleep anyway, right? We could put a movie on,” he suggested.

"Okay," she said, moving Roscoe and sitting indian style with her back against the headboard of his bed, waiting for him to hand her the pipe.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy had the pipe filled, the bag safely tucked away in it’s hiding place, and a bic cigarette lighter in hand. He leaned back against the headboard next to his sister and took the first hit for himself, making sure to carefully only burn one half of the weed in the bowl, leaving a fresh “green” hit for her when he passed the now-smoking pipe over to her.

The fan above blew their smoke out the window, but of course he made sure to direct his exhalation up towards it, and not blow out a big cloud to fill the room. He used the nintendo controller to open up Netflix on his TV, and started scrolling through the options.

“What are you in the mood for?” he asked her. “Funny? Scary? Sci-fi?” he offered, his head getting pleasantly clouded, his body tingling.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle watched her brother, proficient with the pipe, prepare everything they would need before lighting up and taking a hit. The smoke filled the immediate area and she enjoyed the smell. Drugs were not anything particularly her, but she had taken a hit at the occasional party and here, under controlled circumstances, she was happy to throw down. She grabbed the pipe when it was offered and took a hit of her own, the red flame turning yellow as the angry fire filled her lungs. She closed her eyes briefly and put her head back on the headboard as the feeling ran throughout her body, making her feel like she was floating. She ran one hand over her thigh, just a casual back and forth, enjoying the sensation she got as the drug made her skin so sensitive to any sort of touch. She loved that feeling, and she took a second, faster hit, before offering the pipe back to Tommy.

“What are you in the mood for?” she heard Tommy ask, prompting her to open her eyes. “Funny? Scary? Sci-fi?” he asked. She unfurled her legs, kicking them out straight, ankles together, before scooting down to lie on her side, head propped up on one hand, her arm bent at the elbow beneath it, facing him, simply casual and stretched out now.

"Something scary maybe," she said, closing her eyes again and feeling the charge from the weed running through her, so mellow, so nice. Her nipples grew slightly hard beneath her shirt from the simple pleasure of how the drug made her skin feel, rubbed beneath the fabric against it. "Doesn't matter to me," she finished. "Your call."

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy took the smoking pipe back from her and took another hit, holding the smoke in his lungs long and deep as he continued to scroll through the netflix offerings, enjoying the feel of his head rapidly clouding as he held the smoke in, before letting it out in a thin stream towards the fan and handing the pipe back to his twin sister.

He picked a random thriller type movie, not even sure if it was any good, and started it, getting up from the bed for a moment to turn off the lights before settling back down next to Danielle. He could smell the aroma of her shampoo, in spite of the pungent weed hanging in the air; they were both freshly showered. His hairy leg rubbed against her smooth thigh as he got comfortable next to her, and he didn’t bother to scoot away from her.

“I have no idea if this movie is any good,” he said with a chuckle as it loaded and started playing.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle took one final hit from the pipe and watched it smoke out entirely, before lowering herself back down where she was lying and rolling away slightly to put the pipe on the night stand. She quickly returned, stretched out on the bed, facing inward, her body toward her brother slightly and her eyes down the length of her body and focused on the television. She then watched Tommy step off the bed, and her gaze followed him across the room to the light switch. Again, she noticed that he was in shape, giving herself a lecture for looking at him. She felt a bit of disappointment when the lights clicked off leaving only his silhouette to return to the bed. When he did, he pressed closer than before, and she thought it was, no doubt, an accident, owing to being unable to see in the dark. But when he laid down too, it felt nice, and she enjoyed the warm feeling of his body touching hers, joined where their thighs almost fought for the same place in the bed. She said nothing, but inched closer. She did not shy away from the fact that she very much enjoyed feeling a man, even her brother, pressed next to her at night, though she was not about to go there with him. Instead, she rolled over, now facing away from him, pulling her feet up toward her, knees bent a bit, her ass perfectly rounded in a near fetal position as she continued watching the television and feeling amazing.

“I have no idea if this movie is any good,” her brother said. She didn't find that she cared. She could barely focus on the movie, enjoying feeling relaxed as ever.

"Cuddle with me," she said, thinking nothing of it. When no answer came, she turned her head back to where her brother lay beside her and said it again. She grabbed his hand and pulled it over her side and around to where she lay, her own hands resting lightly over his forearm. She curled up once more to watch the movie, feeling her brother's arm around her. "Much better," she said, thinking nothing but innocent thoughts of him. She looked at the screen again. "What are we watching?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy had been too distracted by the movie and his own stoned mind to process Danielle’s request, and he was doing his damndest to keep himself from paying too much attention to her perfect round butt rubbing against the side of his thigh.

But she was insistent, to the point of grabbing him and pulling his arm around her. He rolled onto his side, snuggling, spooning her, his hand grasping her just below her pert breasts and pulling her body against his.

He was suddenly acutely aware of many things, but the movie playing on the TV wasn’t really on the list. Her butt was pressed firmly against his crotch, and his cock was nestled right between her cheeks. The tee shirt she wore had ridden up just enough that her boyshorts were rubbing against him. The scent of her hair filled his nostrils. The feel of her body in his hand… he slid his other arm under her, nestling her into a gentle embrace.

This was not what he had in mind; this was something out of one of his fantasies. Every subtle wiggle of her butt only caused more blood to rush to his loins. It was intense; he had to force himself from moving his hips to rub himself against her.

“Uhh, some cops and robbers movie, I think,” he said. Actually watching the movie required him to strain his neck a bit to see the screen. He was much more content to let his eyes feast on the body in his arms. Her nipples were making their presence known in the thin little tee shirt she wore, and his eyes kept glancing down that way.

He nestled his head into the crook of her neck. “This is kinda nice…” he said softly.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle started to feel the real buzz of the hits she had taken and she appreciated the feel of a guy behind her, pressed against her, his arm around her, and she didn't care that it was her brother. She knew he wouldn't try anything and she was content to simply lie there, watching the movie, and feeling appreciated, if not wanted, herself. She had never thought of Tommy in any way besides as her brother, and she was even a bit unnerved at what felt like a rather sizeable desire of his own, pressed against her panty covered ass, her best feature. Despite that, she wriggled slightly back against him, pretending only to be getting more cozy, as the movie flickered on the screen beyond the foot of the bed. She closed her eyes briefly to enjoy the buzz and the touch of his hand on her stomach, and she felt herself grow damp from the touch. She had showered and smelled like vanilla lavendar, and she hoped the lingering scent of the weed would prevent anything else from arising from her aroused condition. She didn't want her brother to get any wrong ideas, and she wondered even why the thought was even in her head and racing through her most private parts, growing worse as his other arm slid beneath her, though she raised up slightly, welcoming his embrace. A brief moment later, she noticed he was not moving at all.

“Uhh, some cops and robbers movie, I think,” he said, finally answering her question. She felt him adjust his head to better see the screen. She imagined him looking at her body, on nearly full display, uncovered by her clothes, apart from her boyshorts, from her navel to her feet. She suddenly felt insecure. Danielle didn't think her body was great, and the anxieties arose from a combination of the weed and the realization that she was in something of a compromised place. She took a deep breath and tried to relax, turning her attention tot he movie once more. As soon as she did, she felt her brother's breath on her neck, and she got a chill there, smiling and stifling a giggle. Before she could ask what he was doing, or turn to confront him, he told her his thoughts.

“This is kinda nice,” he said softly.

Aww, she thought. He's sweet.

"Yeah, it is," she said, snuggling into him a bit more.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy’s thoughts were anything but sweet as she cuddled up into him as the movie played. He wasn’t paying much attention to the screen, easily distracted in his stoned state by her presence, her smell, her body against his, her perfect ass rubbing on his now rock-hard cock.

Any other girl, he would have already been kissing on, getting handsy with, groping even. He felt his cock throb against her. He had half a mind to tell her she had to go, just so he could jerk off and vent his frustrations and desires. But the obvious arousal would remain unstated and unsated, of course; she was his twin sister for fuck’s sake!

When he did turn his attention back to the movie, it was the beginning of what could only be described as a particularly intense bedroom sex scene. His cock throbbed again and he knew he needed to pull away from her. He let her go and slid back from her.

“Okay, I think I need another toke,” he said, “wanna pass me the weed?”

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Danielle paid little attention to her brother, though enjoyed feeling him pressed against her, anticipating that neither of them could possibly think to go any farther. The screen filled with some story about some psycho killer or another, cast with beautiful perky girls and jacked guys, the kind she always admired and felt like she could never be. She found the story to be okay at best and was amused that early on there was one of the girls, wrapped around one of the boys, with no context or reason other than to perhaps draw attention to the film.

"Really?" she mumbled, nearly to herself. A split second later she felt something firm pressed against her and hoped she hadn't suggested to her brother that she meant him. She turned to look at him for a second and grinned a chaste grin, then turned back to the film and snuggled her backside against him once more. She felt like she was being groped a bit, though didn't seem to mind, wondering more about why that was than what her brother was doing. He was a horny boy - of course she knew why. Why she was okay and allowing him to be there was a different thing altogether, and her only answer was that it felt good. She felt herself give a tiny disappointed sigh when his arm left hers and his body pulled away, but she said nothing.

“Okay, I think I need another toke,” he said. She again twisted back to look at him, giving another, nearly average, sisterly grin. "Wanna pass me the weed?” She lifted up on one elbow.

"Yeah," she said, reaching for the pipe and placing it in his hand. She sat up, first as if she might join the hit again, then pulling her hair back into a tight ponytail, a nervous tic, before kicking her legs out flat before her, her hands patting her thighs casually and anxiously. "I should get back upstairs," she said. "Mom and dad probably don't want me down here."

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy chuckled at her words as he took the pipe from her and promptly loaded it up with a fresh nugget of the potent marijuana.

“Why not?” he asked her. “Why wouldn’t they want you hanging out with your brother?” He snickered a bit, looking down at the pipe and then back over at her, giving her a mischievous little wink. “They’re fast asleep anyway,” he said. “What they don’t know won’t hurt them.” He gave her a conspiratorial look. “I mean, it’s Friday night. Most kids our age are out partying. They should be happy we are safe at home, right? Being responsible?”

Tommy leaned in close to her. “I bet they wouldn’t notice if we got ourselves a few shots out of the liquor cabinet.” He smirked and struck the lighter, taking a hit off the pipe and offering it to her. “C’mon. What’s the worst that could happen?”

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"No reason, I guess," she said. As long as she was home at night, it probably didn't matter that they were watching a movie. Danielle took the pipe and took another hit, closing her eyes briefly and feeling the smooth buzz flow over her. She handed it back before laying back down, this time curled up facing the center of the bed, and her brother. "I don't want anything to drink," she said. "You can if you want. I just want to lay here." Her eyes glanced down toward where her brother's boxers bulged slightly. She wondered to herself what it looked like. She closed her eyes and grinned, saying not a word, trying not to laugh. So many thoughts ran through her mind, none of which she wanted to say out loud. She simply looked down toward the television once more, then closed her eyes again, relaxing, feeling the mellow feelings the weed had given her.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy watched her take a hit and then took another of his own, before setting the pipe aside and laying himself down flat on his back. The bulge in his boxers was quite obvious, but he was stoned enough he didn’t much care.

“I think that’s a good idea,” he said, sinking into the bed next to his twin, his mind abuzz with floating dirty thoughts every time he glanced towards Danielle.

He found his eyes kept drifting in that direction. She didn’t even seem to care that her top had bunched up just below her tits, her torso and boyshorts on clear display. Her curves, in the blue light of the TV, were rather dangerous.

He reached out and trailed a finger from her hip down to her thigh, rolling onto his side and unabashedly looking her up and down now. “When did you get so fucking hot,” he said, his words a harsh whisper under the movie, his finger dipping towards her inner thighs…