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Twin Thunder Over the Lake

by Areus Lyeus

Copyright© 2025 by Areus Lyeus

Incest Sex Story: Identical twenty-year-old twins Alex and Ben embody raw, mirrored desire in a remote lakeside campsite under a brooding, overcast sky. Both possess tousled dark brunette hair dampened by mist, deep brown eyes darkened by the gloom, lean hairless torsos with carved abs, sharp hip V-lines, and matching thick 8-inch cocks. The plot unfolds on a misty, pre-storm morning where both twins naked, ready to esculate their sexual desires. Alone in nature, the twins embrace the gloom's dirty thrill.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma   Gay   Fiction   Incest   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Oral Sex   .

The sky over the lake hung low and heavy, a thick blanket of slate-gray clouds that swallowed the sunlight and turned everything into soft, diffused shadows. A cool mist drifted off the water, clinging to pine needles and bare skin alike. Alex and Ben had woken up to this brooding weather and decided clothes were optional; the remote campsite was theirs alone, and the gloom only made what they wanted feel dirtier, more urgent.

Both twenty, both identical: tousled dark brunette hair now damp from the mist, deep brown eyes that looked almost black under the over.prependcast sky, and the same lean, hairless torsos that flexed whenever they moved. Only the soft tufts of dark hair beneath their arms broke the smoothness—a detail each found insanely hot on the other.

Alex stood near the water’s edge in nothing but an open charcoal grey jacket, zipper pulled all the way down. The fabric framed his naked body perfectly: hard nipples, carved abs, the sharp V of his hips leading straight to his thick, 8-inch cock jutting straight up against his stomach. It was rock-hard, flushed deep red against his pale skin, a steady bead of precum sliding down the underside and dripping from his heavy, low-hanging balls.

Ben approached from the tent just a few yards away, dressed almost the same—open burnt-umber jacket, no shirt, chest and abs on full display—but he still had his jeans on. Button undone, zipper down, his identical 8-inch cock thrust proudly through the opening, curving upward and throbbing in the chilly air. The rough denim rubbing against the sensitive underside only made him harder.

Rain hadn’t started yet, but the air smelled like it was coming. Thunder rumbled far off, low and threatening.

Alex’s brown eyes locked on his twin. “You gonna keep teasing me with that dick half-out of your jeans, or are we doing this?”

Ben’s answer was instant. He crossed the damp grass in three strides and crashed into Alex, mouths fusing together in a hungry, desperate kiss. Tongues slid deep, tasting coffee and the faint metallic hint of coming rain. Alex groaned as Ben’s hand dropped straight to his bare cock, fingers wrapping around the shaft in a firm, possessive grip.

“Fuck, you’re leaking everywhere,” Ben growled against his lips, giving one slow stroke that smeared precum down the full length. Alex’s hips jerked forward involuntarily.

Ben kept kissing him—rough, biting, open-mouthed—while his fist pumped steadily, twisting on every upstroke. The mist beaded on their skin, making everything slick. Alex’s hands roamed under Ben’s open jacket, nails raking down his back, then lower to grab that perfect ass through tight denim and yank him closer so their cocks slid together, hot and wet.

After a minute Ben broke away and sank to his knees on the cool, wet grass. Alex’s cock bobbed right in front of his face, angry and glistening. Ben looked up, brown eyes blazing.

“Want my twin’s big dick down my throat,” he said, voice low, then leaned in and swallowed Alex to the root in one smooth motion.

Alex’s head fell back toward the gray sky, a guttural moan ripping out of him as tight, wet heat engulfed every inch. Ben took him like he was born for it—throat relaxing, lips sealed, nose pressed against Alex’s smooth pelvis on every deep bob. He sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, tongue swirling around the ridge each time he pulled back. One hand cupped and rolled Alex’s firm balls, tugging gently, the other braced on Alex’s thigh.

 
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