Tag: Real Brotherly Loving

Two Become Three (Real Brotherly Loving #2)

Still on Spring Break, Carlo continues to see his eighteen-year-old twin brothers, Marco and Paolo, in a different light. He not only knows they mess around together, but he wonders if they'll be doing it every chance they get, especially while he's home for the week. College life and losing interest in his girlfriend are hard enough, so his changing relationship with the twins only adds more to his loaded plate.

That doesn't mean Carlo doesn't want to explore this taboo facet of a lifelong brotherhood. On the contrary, he is more intrigued than ever, horny for his share of forbidden brotherly fun.

The parents are conveniently out shopping for Carlo's twenty-first birthday party. After looking around for Marco and Paolo, who could be anywhere in the house, he manages to find them in the last place he expected. This special place is where his life is about to change forever.

In the most intimate way that three curious brothers could ever experience.

Two Become Three is a 7,600-word short story.

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Excerpt

As soon as I joined the others to eat, they melodically belted out, “Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday, dear Carlo… Happy birthday to you!” Then, a small round of applause.

I felt like I was so red in the face now that the attention had completely shifted to me before I could prepare for it, all for everyone to witness every single reaction coming from me until the focus waned.

Mom gave me a warm smile, then got up to hug me so tightly that I immediately felt the love she had for me. She gave me several dramatic smooches on my head and then softened again. “I love you.” Then, she sat back down and continued eating with the others.

But would Mom love the real me? Or rather, the me I’d been discovering that might not be real just yet but most likely could be—or was? Maybe I needed to calm down and eat my birthday breakfast.

While eating, we had the usual conversations about various topics. I was relieved that the brief mention of political news didn’t go much anywhere since my family was conservative and I was…somewhere on the spectrum these days, not sure anymore. All I knew was that I was less uptight about different types of people after my foreign experiences in a diverse university. Either way, I tended to avoid that stuff. Each to their own.

Marco and Paolo were mostly quiet, talking here and there as if nothing had happened between them last night. They obviously had to be discreet, but Mom and Dad never suspected a thing. Why would they?

I managed a little smile, barely looking at anyone while eating my meal. When I briefly glanced at Marco and Paolo for the millionth time, they looked back for a split second before moving elsewhere. What was it about these two that made me feel stuff I shouldn’t be feeling? For the past few years, I had tried my hardest to block any of such thoughts, only for them to barge inside in full force ever since I’d flown back home for Spring Break. Seeing the twins in a whole new light had changed me forever. There was no turning back; it was too late.

But their naked bodies…just one touch…a taste…

Both brothers… Can I do stuff with you guys…?

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Real Brotherly Loving

Carlo finally comes home from college for Spring Break, eager to see his twin brothers, Marco and Paolo, and reconnect with them.

But things at home are suddenly not the same anymore. For starters, the twins have grown closer during Carlo’s time in college, after a lifetime of fights dividing the twins. Then, there’s the fact that his mom renovated Carlo’s old bedroom, converting it into a work room for her at-home business.

Carlo soon learns a secret—why Marco and Paolo get along so well. They’ve grown closer than brothers should be. And with Carlo’s old bedroom out of commission, he’s forced to shack up with the twins…and secretly witness up close just what kind of real brotherly loving Marco and Paolo actually have.

Could there be room for one more?

Real Brotherly Loving is a 5,200-word short story.

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Excerpt

I quietly went upstairs to Marco and Paolo’s room. The anxiousness took over me, leaving a grin on my face. The central heater was on, so they wouldn’t hear my creaking steps. I tiptoed down the short, squared hallway and stopped at the door on the right, which was cracked open. Their room and mine were the only two upstairs, along with a full bathroom in between that only the three of us used. Mom and Dad had the master bedroom downstairs with their own spa-like bathroom.

I reached the door and peered through the crack. My eyes widened. Boy, oh, boy! Marco stood behind Paolo against a new king-size bed I’d never seen before. They were naked, their clothes on the wood floor.

The central heater turned off, and their heavy breathing was now the only sound.

I fought hard to control my own breaths because of how silent it suddenly was in the whole house. Why were they doing this? When had this been going on? We were family, known by everyone as the Campo brothers because of how much we stood out in a WASP town. We shared the same DNA. We had been raised Catholic and didn’t even believe in cussing, let alone fornication. This was wrong!

Marco rubbed himself in between Paolo’s small, round buns. Both released the horniest breaths I’d ever heard from them. Paolo’s hands were on the edge of the bed while Marco had his arms hanging down, their brown eyes full of lust. It might have been humping, but it was still forbidden.

Yet the more I watched, the bigger the bulge in my jeans grew.

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