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Born for each other

Prompt originally from AetherRoom.club
Created: 2022-03-03
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You're in love with your twin brother. Congratulations!
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gay, twins, incest, nswf, yaoi, shota
Prompt
We were born for each other. "Not again!" I hear our mother's voice through the haze of the morning sleep. My senses are assaulted by a blast of cold air as the blanket is ripped off of us, jolting me awake. "Ethan and Noah Blake, what have I told you about sleeping in your own beds?" she continues, her dressing-down of us ruining what just moments ago could've been a pleasant, comfortable start for a day off from school. My brother stirs next to me, and I can tell he's irritated by the way our mom is berating us for something we've been doing for basically our whole lives. "Did you consider that maybe we don't want to sleep in separate beds?" I see Ethan's feeling particularly brave today, to challenge our mother like this. Usually we just apologise, and lie about not doing it again. Our parents of course know that we will just keep doing it, but they usually let us off the hook with that. It's not like they have many other options, as our house isn't big enough for us to have our own separate rooms. "I do not appreciate your tone with me, young man!" our mother Sarah starts, not backing off from being challenged by Ethan. "I'm sorry mom, we won't do it again..." I interject before my brother has a chance to continue. And sure as I knew it, our mother's posture melts down in front of my placating offer. Crisis averted for now. "See, Ethan? You should really take some notes from Noah, he at least knows how to behave. I just want what's best for you..." she trails off as she leaves us to our own devices. The last thing we hear is "Breakfast in fifteen!" after she's already left the room. My brother sticks out his tongue at me. "What am I going to take notes on, how to munch our mom's butt?" he says while grinning from ear to ear. I shove him off the bed playfully, and he springs up and lands on his feet. My eyes suddenly get caught in the front of his pajama pants, where I'm sure I can see a hint of a tenting bulge, before he spins around and my vision becomes completely obscured by his blanket that he's thrown over me. I thrash to tear away the blanket on me, and when I finally succeed, my sight is restored to the view of Ethan shaking his bare bottom at me as he's bending over with his briefs down. I immediately react to his mooning by slapping his dangling butt, causing him to jolt forward with a yelp. "Calm down you stupid monkey," I tell him as he's pulling his underwear back up. It's been a while since he's been in this rowdy of a mood. "Well, I can't help it if you're too much of an idiot to stand up to Mrs. Tyrant. Who knows when our parents actually find a way to stop us?" my brother says and pulls up his sweatpants to cover his lower half. I get up from his bed and change out of my pajamas as well. "They haven't so far, so there's no reason to think they'd start now," I say as Ethan quickly makes his bed. The two of us depart into the bathroom to brush our teeth.... [Click to expand]
We were born for each other.
"Not again!" I hear our mother's voice through the haze of the morning sleep. My senses are assaulted by a blast of cold air as the blanket is ripped off of us, jolting me awake. "Ethan and Noah Blake, what have I told you about sleeping in your own beds?" she continues, her dressing-down of us ruining what just moments ago could've been a pleasant, comfortable start for a day off from school.
My brother stirs next to me, and I can tell he's irritated by the way our mom is berating us for something we've been doing for basically our whole lives. "Did you consider that maybe we don't want to sleep in separate beds?" I see Ethan's feeling particularly brave today, to challenge our mother like this. Usually we just apologise, and lie about not doing it again. Our parents of course know that we will just keep doing it, but they usually let us off the hook with that. It's not like they have many other options, as our house isn't big enough for us to have our own separate rooms.
"I do not appreciate your tone with me, young man!" our mother Sarah starts, not backing off from being challenged by Ethan.
"I'm sorry mom, we won't do it again..." I interject before my brother has a chance to continue. And sure as I knew it, our mother's posture melts down in front of my placating offer. Crisis averted for now.
"See, Ethan? You should really take some notes from Noah, he at least knows how to behave. I just want what's best for you..." she trails off as she leaves us to our own devices. The last thing we hear is "Breakfast in fifteen!" after she's already left the room.
My brother sticks out his tongue at me. "What am I going to take notes on, how to munch our mom's butt?" he says while grinning from ear to ear. I shove him off the bed playfully, and he springs up and lands on his feet. My eyes suddenly get caught in the front of his pajama pants, where I'm sure I can see a hint of a tenting bulge, before he spins around and my vision becomes completely obscured by his blanket that he's thrown over me.
I thrash to tear away the blanket on me, and when I finally succeed, my sight is restored to the view of Ethan shaking his bare bottom at me as he's bending over with his briefs down. I immediately react to his mooning by slapping his dangling butt, causing him to jolt forward with a yelp. "Calm down you stupid monkey," I tell him as he's pulling his underwear back up. It's been a while since he's been in this rowdy of a mood.
"Well, I can't help it if you're too much of an idiot to stand up to Mrs. Tyrant. Who knows when our parents actually find a way to stop us?" my brother says and pulls up his sweatpants to cover his lower half. I get up from his bed and change out of my pajamas as well.
"They haven't so far, so there's no reason to think they'd start now," I say as Ethan quickly makes his bed. The two of us depart into the bathroom to brush our teeth.
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  • Emma, Potts, dance, dancing, cook, cooking, neighbour

    Emma Potts is one of our closest friends at school. We've known each other since Ethan and I were five or six years old and Emma's family moved into the neighbourhood. Emma is friendly, outgoing and loves dancing and cooking. We often play together during recess and outside of school. Emma doesn't like studying though, which sometimes causes problems with getting good grades.
  • Liam, Davidson, smart, intelligent, intelligence, school, study

    Liam Davidson is a classmate of me and Ethan. We've known him since a few years ago, but we didn't become good friends until sixth grade. We're all twelve years old, and I'd describe our friendship more as camraderie. Liam is very intelligent, which I think helps us get along pretty well. Sometimes I feel bad about how much time we spend studying, because we could be doing something fun together...
  • Benjamin, Ben, Copper, fantasy, book, books, reading, fiction, nerd, teen

    Benjamin Copper is our cousin, and he lives in our neighbourhood. His mother is our aunt, and he's a few years older than me and Ethan at fifteen. For some reason, he's always been fascinated with science fiction and fantasy books. When we were younger, I used to wonder why he liked reading about magic swords and dragons so much, but now that I'm a bit older, I think it makes him cool in a way, though my brother still thinks he's a bit lame. We all get along very well though.
  • David, Dave, Hillman, outside, outdoors

    David Hillman is a shy twelve year old boy with glasses who is on the same class with us. I know his sister Madison from music. Their parents have never paid much attention to either of them, and David is often wandering outside with friends or alone. He has a habit of sticking up for his sister, though he would probably never admit it.
  • Jacob, Jake, dad, father, parents

    Our father Jacob Blake is a tall, handsome man in his late twenties. He works as a sales representative for a large corporation. He keeps fit with regular exercise sessions, which include running, weight training, and calisthenics. He loves sports and plays basketball several times per week, which is why I feel he's always been a bit closer to Ethan than me—even if we're twins, Ethan and our dad seem to be cut from the same cloth. At home he likes watching TV shows, reading books, playing video games, and of course spending time with both of us.
  • Charlie, Skipper, violin, music

    Charlie Skipper is a sweet nine year old boy from my music class. He joined last year since his parents want him to learn the violin from apparently a very young age, though they seem satisfied to let him practice other instruments, too. The thing that struck me when I first saw Charlie was how cute he looked with his hair tied back, wearing a black bow tie and white shirt. While he's younger than I am and we've only known each other for a short while, I still consider him a good friend.
  • friend, friends

    Ethan and I aren't without our friends, of course. Some of them are our neighbours, while others we know from school. We do share most of our friends—like Emma, Liam, Ben and David—for obvious reasons, but we both have some friends from our hobbies that the other isn't so close to. Ethan has Mason from his swim practice, and I have Madison and Charlie from music. Our friends usually have no trouble telling the two of us apart.
  • Mason, Hills, swim, swimming

    Mason Hills is a friend of my brother Ethan, and the two are in the swim team together. Mason's a loud and brash thirteen year old boy, and probably my brother's best friend unless you count me. Sometimes, I do get jealous when Ethan spends time with Mason instead of me, but I console myself that I know for sure Mason could never have with my brother what Ethan and I share, even if Ethan's time with Mason is often the only time he spends without me.
  • horny, penis, dick, body, puberty, crotch

    Recently, I've started having trouble with my body and thoughts maturing as I'm clearly entring into puberty. For one, I've noticed how my penis gets hard inconveniently, and how good it feels to rub it when it does that. Even sleeping in the same bed with my brother feels somehow different now—more intimate, and really good. I wish I had the courage to bring this up with him, since he must be going through the same thing.
  • bath, naked, nude, bathing, shower

    When we were growing up, our parents made Ethan and me take our baths together, and it was usually a lot of fun playing in the tub with my brother. We helped wash each other, and learned to be naked together without it being that big of a deal. These intimate bath times must've contributed to the way we're so comfortable with each other, though for the past few years we've usually just showered separately for our hygiene needs. I often miss our joint bath times.
  • fight, hurt, mean, fighting

    It hasn't always been rosy for Ethan and me. Being children, especially siblings, we've of course fought many times, like over video games, over sports, over music, over TV shows, over our friends, over food, in the bath, in our rooms, and always for some really silly reason. Regardless, the fights aren't frequent, but they can get nasty. Ethan is stronger than I am, and being twins, we know how to hurt each other—bad, if we really want to. We've always made up in the end, though, and we don't let our fights get in between us.
  • Ethan, brother, love

    Ethan is my twin brother. Like me, he is twelve years old and probably entering early adolescence. We look very similar, and our friends and relatives often have difficulties telling us apart. I love my brother Ethan, because while we are each our own person, he understands me in a way that nobody else, including our parents, can. Ethan and I have grown up together, side-by-side under the same roof, our whole lives.
    My brother and I are often described as inseparable, but that's not strictly true. Of the two of us, Ethan is more athletic and practices swimming, and he's good friends with Mason from his swim team. Outside of some different hobbies between us, however, we've nearly always been together—we've played, laughed, cried, fought, bathed, eaten and slept with the other by our side as we've grown up. In my heart I know I want to share my whole life with Ethan.
  • Sarah, mom, mother, parents

    Our mother is Sarah Blake, a thirty year old kindergarten teacher. Where Ethan is closer to our dad, I've always been more of a mommy's boy, which I've also gotten teased about when my brother hasn't been around. Our mother's been the stricter caregiver of our parents, though I know she has a a soft spot for me. Even though she works longer hours than one would think at first and even practices dancing a few times a week, she's always been supportive of and present for me and my brother.
  • sleep, bed, cuddle, cuddling

    Ethan and I have always shared a room together, and we have had our own beds since we were little. However, even though our parents have forbidden it, we make a frequent habit of sneaking into the other's bed at night, crawling up next to one another and falling asleep in each other's arms. Being together under the warm blanket, huddled up together in our own little world, feels safer than anything else we've ever known.
  • Madison, Hillman, Mads, music, sing, singing, band

    Madison, David's sister, is a fellow member of my band. We met around three years ago, and we've been friends ever since. We both share a love for singing, and we often perform duets together. We have different tastes in many things, but we always find common ground in our love for music. Outside of band practice, she often visits our house and we listen to music together.
  • Noah, I

    I am Noah Blake, a twelve year old boy born to a middle class family and living in a West Coast suburbs. I have a twin brother Ethan who I love with my whole heart, both as brother and maybe more... Obviously I also love my mom and my dad, but I think that love is somehow different.
    Unlike my sporty brother, I'm more interested in music, and I even play a couple of instruments! I love my ability to express myself through it, especially now that I have so much to express that I don't know how to deal with through words. I've noticed that I'm going through some changes recently, with both my body and my thoughts starting to shift. I think it's a sign that I'm entering puberty, but I don't really know what that means. My brother must surely be going through the same, but I find the thought of bringing it up with him awkward.
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