My name is Max. You might think Max is a nickname for Maximilian, but it’s not. It’s actually a nickname for Maximum. My parents were probably very excited when my twin sister and I were born. My sister’s name is Minnie. You guessed it; her real name is Minimum. One explanation could be that our mothers were only eighteen when we were born. My dad is fifteen years older than me and it’s to his credit that he went ahead and married our mother as soon as we were born and they’ve been together ever since. When I was ten, my mother and I discussed our names and asked her what she thought. Mom simply said, “Max. We were going to name you Mickey, so never mind, that was the last time I mentioned it.”
Our father is now fifty-one and has created a fairly comfortable life for his family from a financial standpoint, but he has been absent from most of my life. When he is home, he will be playing golf or doing other things. Minnie and I barely notice him anymore. Our mother never said anything derogatory about him and she created a wonderful life for herself, Minnie and me.
Mom is now thirty-six years old and I think she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She has maintained a great figure over the years and attracts attention wherever she goes. She always dresses very elegantly with a hint of sex appeal. She has been my favorite masturbation material since I was ten years old. I have never seen her nude, but I have often seen her in bikinis and can easily imagine her naked.
My twin sister Minnie is very popular at school. She was involved in almost every extracurricular activity, including sports, newspaper, national honors – you name it. She looks just like our mother, very pretty and with a sexy body. I am her opposite. Even though Minnie and I were identical twins and I could imitate her by shaving, wearing a wig and a sack, I was still invisible. I am not an athlete, and although I am probably smarter than her, I put no effort into schoolwork and get Bs and Cs, while Minnie works hard to get A’s and B’s.
My only interest in life seemed to be sex. My mind was immersed in thoughts of sex. My cock always seemed hard and I masturbated several times a day. Whenever I was making a mess in the bathroom, Mom or Minnie would always knock on the bathroom door. Minnie yelled at me for staying in the bathroom for so long. Mom knew what was going on and she was very polite in suggesting that others needed to use the facilities.
I suspect that Mini is sexually active. She was always on her cell phone chatting with many of her friends, and something she accidentally said made me suspicious. Even though we were twins, we were not close and we did not talk about anything, especially things like sex.
Since our dad was hardly around, Mom developed many friendships in the neighborhood and she would basically go there or spend her time here after taking care of the house. Her best friend is our neighbor Nadia. She and her husband are probably a little older than Mom. Her two kids, who are a few years older than me, have now moved out to college. Nadia is my second favorite masturbation material. She is beautiful. To me, there is nothing sexier than a beautiful older woman.
Whenever my mom invited Nadia over for afternoon happy hour, I would try my best to watch them without feeling like a pervert. Then I would sneak into the bathroom for twenty minutes.
One day, when I got home from school, my mother was apparently visiting Nadia at her house. Minnie wouldn’t be home for a few hours because of basketball practice. I walked down the hall, laid down on the bed and masturbated in private. Just as I was about to round the corner to my room, I got a better idea. I walked to the end of the hallway and opened the door to my parents’ bedroom. I smelled my mother’s perfume in the air. I crossed the room and sat down on the bed.
I noticed she had left a pair of panties and a bra at the end of the three-tiered dresser. I reached down and picked them up, then lay down on the bed and covered my face with them. I took a deep breath and smelled something musky. My cock was already hard, but the smell made it stir and strain my pants. Curious, I pulled the bra off my face and checked the label. It said “34-DD”. I smiled and put it back over my eyes.
I unzipped my pants, took out my erect penis and started stroking it faster, inhaling the scent of my mother’s underwear deeply. It didn’t take me long to realize that my orgasm was coming soon. I hadn’t prepared anything to stop my cum and now it was too late. I was breathing hard and moaning, “Fuck, fuck.” As soon as the first stream of cum came out, I grabbed the panty from my face and quickly wrapped it around my cock. Every muscle in my body contracted as I shot my thick cum into my panties. “Damn, I’ve never cum like this before,” I thought.
When the last drop of saliva from my cock fell onto Mom’s panties, I sat up and spread them open. A big load of cum on the smooth material is not worth hiding. ‘Oh God, what do I do now?’ I walked down the hall to the bathroom, my cock dangling in front of me and my Mom’s panties in my hand. I used a wad of toilet paper to wipe up as much cum as I could. I was afraid to wash them in the sink – if she picked them up before they dried, I’d be ruined. I decided the best thing to do was to put them back where I found them and hope she threw them in the laundry room.
As I headed for the door, I looked around the room to make sure I didn’t leave any evidence. Our father had always banned Minnie and me from going into his bedroom, so I didn’t go in there much. The room had a cream colored background and dark red flowers spaced evenly, about every six inches there were black flowers. I noticed that the wall next to the door was also the wall of the closet in my room. I have a bad idea. I don’t know why I never thought of this before. I went into the garage and came back with a Phillips screwdriver.
In a dark flower on the wall next to the door, I pushed the screwdriver into the wall until I felt the resistance release, which meant I pushed it into the closet. I removed the screwdriver and poked around the hole with my finger until the hole was barely visible. I went back and sat on the bed and looked at my handiwork. Even though I know it’s there, I still can’t see it.
I walked into my room and opened the closet door. From that vantage point, the hole is obvious. The inside of my closet was never finished and the studs were visible. I found a loose piece of drywall backing, I pulled it off the wall and placed it over the hole. I found a pin in the kitchen drawer and I pinned the paper in place. The hole is now invisible from both sides. Now I just have to move the wallpaper out of the hole so I have a good view of more than half of my parents room, including the entire bed. My cock was getting hard again in anticipation.
I thought to myself, it would be great if I could do the same to spy on my sister. Her room was across the hall from mine, so I decided without much thought that wasn’t going to happen. I lay down on the bed and started masturbating again, thinking about using my peephole tonight. I imagined Mom sucking my cock, holding her big tits in her hands and squeezing them up and down. Soon came the massive orgasm. This time I had the tissues ready.
I dozed off immediately, still holding my cock in my hand. I woke up to a voice saying, “What the fuck, Max.” I knew I had locked the door, but the bedroom door was open—Daddy’s rule.
Minnie returned to a very quiet house. She knew I must be home so she entered my room and I was sleeping there with my flaccid cock in my hand. At first she was shocked and started to back away. Then she thought for a moment, went into my room and closed the door.
Minnie tiptoed into the room and sat on the edge of my bed, being careful not to wake me. She scanned my cock and picked up the tissue I was using to collect my cum. She sniffed it, then shuddered. The smell of ammonia is very strong. She trailed her tongue across the pearly white goo in the tissue and pulled it back into her mouth. She dipped it again and tasted it. “Hmm,” she mumbled. She tasted it again, then licked up whatever she could find before running her tongue around her mouth. “Hmm.” She knew what it was, but she had never seen or tasted it before.
Minnie bent down so that her mouth was only an inch from my cock and she gently blew air over my cock and her hand. Just the feeling in the dream was enough to make my cock throb a little and get hard. This movement caused my hand to move once. My hands made my cock harder, which caused me to jerk my other hand. Minnie blew on it again and its hardness remained until Minnie pulled her head back. She has not seen me naked since we took a bath together many years ago. She was surprised at how big it had gotten.
Minnie looked at my cock and said, “Max, this cock is so good.” I woke up from an erotic dream and realized I was masturbating. When I opened my eyes and saw Minnie sitting there, her head just inches above my cock, I was shocked, leaning back against the headboard and slamming my legs together to hide my arousal. Minnie didn’t move. She just smiled at me and said, “What a cock, Max. Oh my god. I had no idea.”
I tried my best to shove my hard cock back into my pants. It’s not easy. Eventually I had to unzip my pants, put my head on my stomach and then pull my pants back up. My head was over my pants, so I pulled my shirt over it. Minnie watched my cock until it was back in my pants and out of sight, then looked at my face with a big smile. “Oh my god, Max, that’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.” She usually teased me, and my first reaction was that she had done it again. She saw a suspicious look on my face and said, “No, your dick is too big.” I looked at her, trying to assess if she was teasing me again.
She tilted her head and looked at me for a few seconds, then said, “You really don’t know?”
“I don’t know what,” I said.
“You didn’t know you had a big cock, did you? It’s probably the biggest cock in the school.”
I said, “How do I know, and how do you know?”
Minnie smiled, realising she had given away her secret. She said: “I’ve noticed something, and all my friends have said about the cocks they’ve seen, your cock is huge. Oh my god, Max, how big is it?”
I shrugged and looked down at my hands covering my penis. I felt extremely embarrassed by this conversation.’ Minnie grabbed my hand and said, “Fuck it Max, we have to take measurements. Okay?” She took her hand from mine and put both her hands in my crotch, grabbing my half erect penis through my clothes to grow to its full size.
“Wow,” I said grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand up. Her eyes flashed between my crotch and my face. She pleaded with her eyes. She decided a slow approach was needed.
“Max? Can I see it again? Please?” His eyes stared into mine.
I sat there staring at him for several seconds, gathering my wits. Finally, I said, “If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”
Minnie tilted her head and said, “Really? It’s a bit cliché, isn’t it?” She looked at me for a few more moments and said, “Okay, but we have to do it quickly. We never know when Mom will be home.”
After waiting for a few more seconds and no movement, I said, “You go first, you’ve already previewed it.”
Minnie sighed in relief and said, “Oh, okay.” She stood up and pulled her vest over her head. I motioned for her to continue. She grunted again and pulled her shorts down to her knees, letting them fall to the floor before they could get off. She was left in just her bra and thong. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her face turning red with embarrassment.
I thought I better take some action or it will stop there. I unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them. I stuffed my erect cock back into my boxer shorts, pulled my pants to the floor and kicked them off at my feet. My cock pressed hard against my panties and I covered it with my hand.
Minnie knew that if she didn’t take off her bra and thong, she would never see my cock again. I sat there and looked at her. After a few seconds, I signaled her to continue. She put her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra. I already knew that her boobs were big, but when she dropped the bra to the floor, my jaw dropped and my cock pushed hard against my hand. She giggled at my reaction and said, “You’ve probably never seen boobs before, have you?” I just shook my head from side to side. My mouth is still open.
Minnie hooked her fingers into her thong, bent down and pulled them down to her knees, then stood up as the thong fell to the floor. Minnie is in great shape. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed. I composed myself and said, “Fuck Minnie. You are gorgeous. Your body is incredible.”
Minnie smiled at me and said, “Thanks, man. Now stand up and take those shorts off.” My cock jumped up, bounced in front of me a few times, then slapped my stomach before stopping in the middle. It started bouncing up and down from there. It’s even harder than before. I know if I touch it right now it’ll explode.
Minnie stood there, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She ran her tongue over her upper lip and gently bit her lower lip. Her breathing became heavy as she looked at my cock directly in her face.
I said, “Do you have a ruler? I don’t think my cock can get any harder than it already is.”
Minnie couldn’t take her eyes off my cock. She said, “I’m not sure a ruler is enough. Hey, look how big that thing is.” I looked down and wasn’t surprised. I’ve looked at my hard cock since I first got an erection eight years ago. I didn’t see anything special.
Eventually Minnie looked away and ran from my room to her room. She ran back and knelt in front of me with a ruler in her hand. I don’t know how you measure a hard cock. The tip is an obvious point, but the other end is less obvious. I left the question to Minnie, since she obviously has more experience than me. She placed the tip of my penis at the base of my pubic hair and had to hold my penis to keep it from moving. I stood up straight as if she were measuring my height against the door frame, just like Mom had done so many times over the years. I don’t know why I did it.
Minnie put the ruler on top of my cock and measured it for a few seconds before falling back so her ass was on her feet. I looked at her and she was sitting with her mouth open. “Hmm. How long?” I said.
She looked at me and mumbled, “My best guess is twelve and a half inches. Oh my god, Max. I told you so.” She raised her hand and wrapped it around the back of the glans. The tip of her middle finger and thumb are about an inch apart, which is as close as I can get. She looked at me as she began to run her hand up and down my cock. Her eyes were begging me not to stop her. I let her. This new feeling was incredible and I couldn’t stop her.
She forced the air out of her lungs as she picked up her pace. She was using both hands now, and their hands were no closer together. I was trying too hard and I knew I couldn’t last much longer. After two minutes, I thrust my hips forward, then pulled back and a long stream of cum shot out of my cock. I knew this was coming, and I hoped that with her predictable experience, Minnie would know it too.
If she realized what was about to happen, she didn’t show it and my first shot splattered her face and she was caught. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, taking more shots. She swallowed hard, but the cum forced its way through her lips, running down her chin and onto her breasts. The scene was incredibly erotic and a low moan escaped my mouth as we heard the back door close. Mom is home.
I composed myself, took my cock away from her and started masturbating like crazy. I knew my mission was not over yet, and I didn’t want to be left hanging like this. Minnie started to stand up, but I grabbed her shoulders to stop her. With one last groan I shot two more cum into Minnie’s nipples. “Oh, fuck. Yes,” was all I could say. I sat back on the bed and reached for a tissue to clean the remaining cum from my cock.
Minnie got up. She ran to her room so late that her mother couldn’t catch her, and she was naked and covered in cum inexplicably. As I was putting my boxer shorts and pants back on, she grabbed her clothes and jumped into my closet.
As I gathered my things, the door opened and my mom was standing at the door. As usual, she was wearing a silky blouse and a tight miniskirt. The sight made my cock jump in my pants. She looked at me. I blushed and she smiled. She probably thought I was masturbating. She couldn’t have been more wrong.
Mom said: “Is Xiaoni home?” I shrugged. She looked at me for a few seconds. As she looked around my room and sniffed the air a few times, I knew she smelled sex. She licked her lower lip and blushed. She said, “Your father will be home for dinner. But he has to leave tomorrow morning.” She stepped back and closed my door. I heard her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she walked toward the kitchen.
Minnie walked out of the closet with clothes in her hand. She bent down and pulled up her thong, then her shorts. I noticed her pussy was wet and thought maybe she had peed in my closet. She looked at me and said, “It’s not what you think.” She didn’t elaborate, so I gave up. She put on her bra and tied it in the back. She put her hands in the bra cups and pulled her big breasts into place one by one. She put on her tank top and then stood there for a moment, looking at me.
I started to feel uncomfortable with his look, so I said, “What?”
Minnie just smiled at me and said, “Oh my god, Max. If you didn’t have a girl before, you’ll have one when this news comes out.”
My eyes flew open as I stood up from the bed. “Fuck, Minnie. You can’t tell anyone. God. I’d be so embarrassed. Please, don’t tell anyone. Promise me you won’t,” I begged.
Minnie just tilted her head and looked at me for a few seconds. “Okay, Max. I won’t tell anyone.” She didn’t say yes, and I knew she would call all her friends in a few minutes.
“Fuck,” I thought. “What do I do now?”
While I was thinking about my future, Minnie went to the window and opened the sash. She stretched out one leg and pulled her torso out. She sat down outside the window, swung her other leg and bounced a few feet to the ground. Before I could look out the window, she was gone.
A few seconds later, the back door closed again and I heard Minnie call out, “Hey, Mom? Are you home?”
