“Spread your legs a little,” he said softly, then ran the washcloth down into the crack of his brother’s ass. He ran it slowly up and down the warm split between his asscheeks, knowing how much Tim enjoyed having his ass played with.
“Tommy… ” his brother said.
“I know, turn around.” he held the washcloth under the spray again, rinsing it, then soaped it up again, and started washing his brother’s chest. He washed both pecs, lingering as he moved the soft cloth in slow circles, then dropped his hand down over the rippled muscle of his brother’s abs, scrubbing softly. His hand moved down again, and slid under his brothers balls, washing the furry sac, and massaging his nuts gently. He could feel his cock hardening, and he moved his hand up, wrapping it around Tim’s cock. He stroked the washcloth over it lightly, running his hand up and down its length.
“Its okay, Timmy. We can get in a cold shower before we go out. It’s going to be okay. You’ll see.”
Tim leaned back against the wall, spreading his legs a little wider, and let his brother run the soapy washcloth over his now rock hard cock.
Tom stroked him a few more times, then pulled his hand away. “I’m sorry, Timmy, but that’s all you get. Now rinse off, I still need to soap up. Do you want to do it?”
Tim shook his head as he backed under the spray, running his hands over his body, turning slowly as he rinsed the soap off. He turned back to his brother, leaning forward, and kissing him lightly on the lips. He smiled, and mouthed a ‘thank you’ then stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel to dry himself.
Tom soaped up quickly, then rinsed off, and held his hand out for the towel. He turned the water to cold as he stepped out, and started running the towel over himself briskly. His eyes dropped to his brothers cock, grinning when he saw it still standing stiffly in front of him. He dropped to his knees and grabbed it, slipping it into his mouth before his brother could stop him.
Moaning deep in his throat, he slid his brother’s cock deeper into his mouth, moving his hand around, cupping the cheek of his ass. He only pumped his mouth up and down a few times, then pulled back, smiling up at his brother.
“Sorry,” he said, not meaning it. “I just couldn’t resist. I turned the water on cold. You should step back in for a minute.”
“God, I hate you sometimes, Tommy!” Tim grinned, then stepped under the cold spray. He stood, shivering, turning slowly under the icy spray. Much to his relief, his cock wilted quickly, and he got out, drying himself again.
He started to bend over and pick up his clothes, but Tom stopped him. “Leave them.” he said. “Mother’s waiting.”
Tim nodded, and they both put on their short robes, and made their way back to the living room.
Susan was pacing back and forth across the living room, her stomach filled with butterflies. Her nervousness wasn’t from doubt over what she was about to do, but rather, in anticipation of it.
She heard the shower stop, and she went to the window, knowing that the afternoon sun shining through the sheer curtains would silhouette her body under her robe. She loosened the sash, letting it fall, not knotting it like she normally would, knowing that gravity would do her work for her.
She heard the boys come onto the room, and heard their gasps as they saw her shapely body though her robe as she stood looking out the window.
“Have a seat on the couch, dears. I’ll be with you in a moment.”
She spread her legs a bit wider as she brought her hands up in front of her face. She looked like she was praying, something they saw her do all the time, but she was calming herself, getting her breathing under control. The boys stared at her as she stood in front of the window. They could see clearly that she was naked under the sheer robe.
Tom and Tim were still looking at her raptly when she turned, the robe opening for a brief instant, giving them a flash of the creamy white flesh of her thighs. Their mouths dropped open as she strolled toward them, stopping to pick up two glasses, then stepping in front of them, bending down to hand the glasses to them.
They stared down the front of her robe into the cleavage of her full, lush breasts. She was watching them the whole time, and finally had to tap their knees with the glasses to get their attention. They looked up at her smiling face, and took the glasses from her.
She stepped over and picked up a glass for herself, taking a sip from it. She ran it down into her cleavage, leaving the insides of both her breasts shining with moisture.
“Drink up boys! You both look so tense!” she said, taking a big drink from own glass. “I got the recipe for the most delicious punch today! And I already know you like it, so come on, empty those glasses, there’s plenty more where that came from!”
The twins looked at each other, shrugged, and emptied their glasses quickly. Susan got the pitcher from the end table, and refilled them, holding each of her son’s hands as she poured the punch. Tom took another big sip from his glass, and his mother topped it off again before she sat the pitcher down.
They noticed that there was a slightly different taste to the punch than when Lois made it, but the same warm feeling filled them, but much more quickly this time.
“I visited Mrs. Parker this morning,” she said lightly as she turned back toward them. Her nipples were poking up through her thin robe, and they could make out their rich brown color easily. Tim stiffened at the mention of Lois, but Tom just watched his mother, his eyes never leaving her.
“We had an interesting conversation,” she said easily. “And you were right. She does make the most delicious punch! I changed her recipe just a bit. I added more of her ‘secret ingredient’.” she laughed as she took another sip. A drop of condensation dripped off the glass, and dropped onto her robe, turning it almost translucent, and now they could see the broad ring of one areole clearly through it.
“Moth… ”
“No, Timmy. Let me finish.” She turned her back to them, planting her feet shoulder width apart. Her wide, firm ass quivered under her robe, and they could easily see the outline of her crotch as the light shone through. “I’ve wronged you boys since your father went to heaven, and I think its time that I atoned for that.”
She spun around, and Tom was sure that he had seen a glimpse of pussy hair just before her robe settled back on her legs. He leaned back on the couch, and pushed Tim back with his elbow. They sat quietly, watching her as she paced slowly in front of them.
Tom adjusted his robe to hide the growing bulge of his cock. He felt Tim shifting beside him, doing the same thing. Susan noticed them squirming out of the corner of her eye, and smiled gently.
“You don’t have to do that boys, it’s perfectly natural.” she said, smiling, letting her eyes drop to their crotches. “You’re men now. Well equipped men, I’ve been told. And I want you to know how proud I am of you!”
As she moved, the sash of her robe loosened steadily, and every time she turned toward them, it seemed to gape open a little wider. Tim was stunned that his mother was displaying herself to them so wantonly, while Tom was starting to smile, realizing that his long held fantasies were about to come to life.
Tom took a sip of his drink, and spread his legs a little wider, his cock still hidden by the folds of his robe, but it was tenting the material as it stiffened steadily. Tim looked over at his brother, not believing what was happening.
“It’s okay, Timmy.” he said quietly, looking over at him. “I think Mo… Mama is saying that she wants to show her love for us a different way.” He looked at his mother, his eyes meeting hers. “Is that what you’re trying to tell us mother? That you’d like to… you spoke to Mrs… you spoke to Lois, and you know how she loves her son?”
His mother nodded, her chest heaving, as she looked at him. “Yes, Tom. I know how she, and Mrs… Tracy. Her name is Tracy. I know that they make love with their son’s.”
He stood up, and held his hand out to his brother. Tim took his hand and stood up, his hard cock springing up through the opening of his robe.