Josh and Jack Cavallini entered their twin room, both wearing dressing gowns and dripping water from their hair.

‘Those showers are filthy!’ said Jack.

‘Plus there’s virtually no privacy,’ said Josh.

‘And don’t get me started on the toilets!’ said Jack. ‘Why the hell are we staying in a youth hostel for a family vacation?’

‘That’s very simple, bro,’ said Josh. ‘Dad’s a skinflint.’

‘Why are you even here, Joshy?’ Jack asked. ‘You’re plenty old enough to refuse to go on vacation with your family.’

‘I wanted to be here to keep an eye on you,’ said Josh. ‘And on Dad ... and on you and Dad.’

Jack smiled, took off his dressing gown and threw it onto a chair. He sat down on his bed, looked up at Josh and said, ‘I really appreciate that, bro, but you can’t take care of me forever. You’re going off to college in a couple of months!’

Josh removed his own dressing gown and perched on the edge of the other bed. His expression was solemn as he looked into his brother’s eyes and said, ‘I’ll only be a few miles away, but no matter where either of us goes, I’ll always take care of you, Jacky. Besides, I don’t only want to be here to keep an eye on you – I want to spend some quality time with you too!’

Jack grinned and said, ‘Oh yeah? You’re sure you wouldn’t rather be back in New York right now, finding a suitably sexy girl to replace Catie?’

‘I definitely wouldn’t,’ Josh said firmly. ‘Besides, just between you and me, I have high hopes of finding a suitably sexy girl to replace Catie long before I’m back in New York!’

‘A strictly short-term replacement, you mean?’ said Jack.

‘Most likely, yeah,’ said Josh.

‘Are you planning on bringing her here?’

‘Of course not.’

‘Oh, that’s too bad,’ said Jack. ‘If you did, we might be able to persuade her that two heads are better than one, if you know what I mean.’

‘I hope you’re kidding, Jacky,’ said Josh, raising his eyebrows. ‘I mean, I don’t think it’s a bad idea at all, but you only just turned fifteen, so... ‘

‘Of course I’m kidding, Joshy!’ said Jack, grinning widely. ‘When I pop my blueberries, I want it to be with the girl I’m gonna spend the rest of my life with.’

‘That’s ... laudable, bro.’

‘I only need one, if she’s the right one.’

‘You know, Jack,’ said Josh, ‘I really do want to find the right girl and settle down with her when the time’s right. I haven’t found her yet, of course, but I’ll definitely know when I do.’

Jack rose to his feet, walked across to the washbasin on the other side of the room and peered at himself in the wall-mounted mirror.

‘I didn’t mean to criticise you, bro,’ he said. ‘Different strokes for different folks, y’know? By the way, speaking of strokes, do you mind if I jack off into this washbasin?’

Josh looked very surprised as he asked, ‘Do I mind if you what, bro?’

‘Jack off into this washbasin,’ Jack said again.

‘Um ... no, I don’t mind if you do that,’ said Josh. ‘Knock yourself out, kiddo.’

‘Thanks.’

‘No problem.’

Jack took a few moments to get himself into a position he was happy with, then he reached for his cock. When he had managed to coax it into its fully erect state, he wrapped his right hand around the shaft and started pumping away.