Getting a new double bed
On Monday while we were in school, Mom and the domestics removed our single beds and when the new bed arrived, it was taken straight to our bedroom.
Mom unwrapped the linen and put it in the washing machine to get the hard new feeling out. When we arrived back home after 2 o’clock (there is no hockey practice on a Monday), all was ready and our bed was made.
We stood in the doorway and looked at the huge bed set against the wall where the two single beds used to stand. Next to each side were new nightstands that were apparently part of the special offer. They were beautiful and each had very stylish wooden bedside lamp – the vertical part was obviously wood turned in a lathe, which guaranteed they were of high quality. That’s our Dad and Mom for you! Nothing too expensive for their only two children!
We were thrilled and were smiling broadly at the big present. Our bedroom looked like that of an adult with the huge bed and the beautiful linen. The bed linen was a play between beige and brown with the colours fading into each other, with big autumn leaves. Very manly, I thought.
Mom appeared behind us.
“Do you like it boys?”
“Yes, Mom! We love it! Thanks again!”
“Now remember no jumping on the bed. It’s an expensive bed and we don’t want a lot of noise. Remember no more late-night noises please!”
“Yes, ma’am! No, ma’am!”
We hugged and kissed her and thanked her for the bed, the bedside tables and lamps, and the beautiful linen.
We approached the bed and we sat down on it on either side. It was firm but soft. As if like synchronised swimmers, we stretched back on the bed and flung our arms back onto the many pillows Mom has put up for us.
“Wow, Mom! This is wonderful! Thanks!” André was very appreciative and I merely added, “Yes, thanks Mom!”
“Now come have something to eat. Dad wants you to finish your studies for tomorrow’s exam and then wants you to come help him in the shed where they’re busy with the vine cuttings. Come. I have your favourite, lasagne – satisfied, André?”
“Yes, Mom! OK, Mom!” André was really in his element and I was wondering what was going to happen that night.
After a wonderful light meal consisting of Bolognaise on wholewheat toast, a some salad and fruit juice, we tackled our homework for the next day. We were to write our Science exams and although we both usually scored around 95%, our Science teacher (Mr Juan du Toit, whom we like very much) warned us that the paper wasn’t going to be too easy.
By half past 4 we have done the lion’s share of the work and rushed out to help dad with the cuttings. It’s a particular interest of us both and when we did the section on cuttings in Biology, we took some of the cuttings to school and were very proud when Mr Du Toit asked us to demonstrate to our fellow-classmates how it’s done. Dad was experimenting with a new variety of grape that would produce big globules and which would produce a distinct wine when fermented.
André and I were both keen to see if the slips we grafted last weekend have taken. We each have grafted 50 cuttings and Dad promised each of us a nice bonus if the grafts were successful. Some will be sold of course – a new grape variety is always sought after, all the time.
We checked our grafts, and lo and behold! All of them took! Dad came up behind us and took us by the shoulders and squeezed.
Dad is a very tall muscular man. He is 1,88m tall and is very hairy. Being 43, he was in the prime of his life. He had very big very beautiful hands and wore a size 14 shoe. We’ve seen him naked often and know he has a very big cock. Soft, we guessed it to be around 18cm, very thick and also uncut. We have discussed his cock after seeing it during the previous summer break at the beach. Of course, that was before we started to get sexually interested in each other.
“Are you happy with your double bed? I made the final decision on the bedside tables, the lamps and linen. I want only the best for my boys, and I know your taste by now. Keep it less noisy, OK? I’m sure I know what you two are up to, but dial it down a notch please. Mom is a light sleeper!”
“Yes Dad! Thanks for the huge gift! It is so beautiful and stylish! I’ll make sure Anton keeps his mouth shut after 10! He is such a baby, my baby bro!”
I gave his head a swipe and Dad chuckled. “Knowing you two, I think the loud one is actually you, André, but enough of this. As long as you enjoy the bed and all that’s happening there … !” Dad winked at us …
Dad knew! He KNEW what we were up to! Dad, knew and he’s not condemning us! Dad, you’re our champion Dad!
“Back to the task in hand … I’m referring to the vines, of course, André!” He winked at André and it confirmed my suspicion: Dad knew …!
“Congratulations boys! I believe you have your work cut out for you! These slips and cuttings are a huge success. As a show of appreciation and to serve as an incentive, how about I give you each the money for the iPads you’ve been wanting for so long?”
“Thanks Dad! Will it be our Christmas presents?” André asked.
“No, silly! This is payment for a job well done. Would you rather have the money and iPads for Christmas? Or iPads now and some other iThing for going to university?”
We looked at each other, and we knew what Dad had in mind. It’s been some time now that we needed new computers and while having iPhones already, it made perfect sense to each have a MacBook. Air. We have discussed it with Dad and we have been looking at the new MacBook Air with the ARM processors. They were mind-boggling.
“OK, iPads now please Dad, and new MacBook Air for next year!” I answered.
“All right then. I’ll call the iStore Call Centre tomorrow and find out which iPads they have in stock. I’ll also enquire about the MacBook Air for next year.”
“Jippie! Thanks Dad!” Things were really looking up for the two of us. We didn’t know HOW nice it would become very soon …!
After looking after the rest of the nursery and finishing some other chores, it was time to head back home.
At dinner, Dad offered us some of our vineyard’s wine. We each had some of the late harvest – Mom would allow us each only one small glass. Dad would wink and quickly refill our glasses when Mom went into the kitchen. What a Dad!
Mom’s lasagne and veggies were gourmet quality and the mixed salad was so nice. Tthe dessert was a rich baked pudding with custard.
“Boys, I think you better hit the shower, and then to your books until 10 o’clock. We don’t want to disappoint Mr Du Toit now, do we?”
“No, of course not, Dad!” André said. With that we thanked Mom for the dinner, helped her clear the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher, while dad retired to the study to make some phone calls.
“Now, off to the shower, boys!” Mom said and banished us from the kitchen.
In the bathroom, we closed the door and André locked the door.
“Why do you lock the door? Mom and Dad won’t come in – you know that!”
“Just in case …” and André winked at me. He pulled me closer and hugged me close to him. I could feel his cock stir in his pants – and so was mine!
We stripped each other and by the time we were buck-naked, we were both rock hard!
“Come here you hung hunk!” André joked and pulled me closer again, hugging me with one hand, holding my throbbing cock in his other hand.
I reciprocated and held him tight to me.
“I’m the luckiest boy alive, Anton! I have you with me every day and now this … I love this very much.”
“Yes”, I whispered against his ear. “I love it too. And you’re a wonderful brother, André. I love you so much!”
André pushed slightly away from me and saw my blue eyes were a bit teary.
“Now come on big man! Don’t get all soppy on me! I’m not going anywhere anytime soon, and this is only just the beginning! There is much more fun ahead for the two of us! On our own double bed! Come here.” André pulled me closer and kissed me. He pushed me against the cold tiles of the bathroom wall and pushed his big cock against mine. I had to withdraw my hand and held on to him while he was kissing me and I kissed him back.
We were both soon rock hard and the precum has already started to flow.
“Are you showering or what, boys?” It was Dad! He turned the door handle but of course the door was locked. He thought well not to comment on it. Clever Dad!
I realised the shower wasn’t turned on yet and jumped into the shower booth and turned the water on.
“Just finished undressing and peeing Dad”, André called to Dad.
“OK. Just thought something was the matter when I didn’t hear the shower. I’ll see you when you’ve done showering.”
We both showered with deliberately fewer distractions. Not that both of us were not rock hard and absolutely longing to touch each other, but we had to control ourselves, and we couldn’t afford to walk to our bedroom with raging boners. Plus, we still had some studying to do.
And Dad wanted to come to our bedroom …
We showered and washed each other’s backs. When we got out of the shower, we dried off each other’s backs and before long we were in each other’s arms and kissing again. I was wondering when we’d actually get something else done other than all of this groping and kissing and hugging! But it was so nice, and it felt good to feel André’s big dick in my hands, in my mouth …
“We have to stop for now, Anton. Look at my cock! I’ll have to put on my dirty underpants – I can’t afford to walk to our bedroom like this without some help! You’ll have to do the same baby bro!”
We got to our bedroom without encountering our parents and put on some boxers and warm gowns. We sat down at our adjoining desks by the window and started our final preparation for the next day’s Science exam.
By half past 9 mom knocked and entered with hot chocolate and some digestive biscuits.
“I think you two can call it a day now. Don't stay up too late. Have your hot chocolate and brush your teeth, and then off to dreamland in your new bed! Dad will be here soon to say goodnight.”
All evening we’ve been eyeing the bed and every now and again, André would make a suggestive remark at how good my “big” ass would look like in the big bed and what I’d do to him if he decided to sleep on top of me. He can be such a tease and clown!
“Yes Mom. I think we’re ready for the exams now. After the hot chocolate, we’ll give our bed a test drive!” André winked at me making sure Mom doesn’t see him winking. She was inspecting the bedding and tested the bed herself by sitting down on it.
“Yes, you two will have a good night’s rest. The manufacturer claims the movement of a second person will not disturb the other one. Well, enjoy the new bed and sleep well. I’ll come wake you by 6 o’clock. Dad is driving you in to school tomorrow. He has a meeting at the co-op at 8 o’clock.”
Mom got up and kissed us both on the mouth. “Good night boys. Sleep tight. And no horsing around again tonight!”
“Yes, ma’am! No, ma’am!’ André and I said in a little choir.
After brushing our teeth, we headed for our new bed. André closed the door, undressed and even took off his boxers.
“Anton, get rid of those clothes and get into bed!”
By the time I was naked, I was almost completely hard! André held the new duvet open for me and I jumped in next to him.
“No jumping, young man! Don’t you ever listen to your mother, boy?!” André joked.
However, he folded me in his arms and started kissing me. I melted in his arms and shifted under him. He positioned himself to lie flat on top of me and our cocks and tummies pushed into each other. He pushed his legs slightly outward so his knees were just along the outside of mine. He started to grind his crotch into mine.
“This bed is nice and firm and soft. Listen, there is no creaking or any sound! We could have some nice hot fun here!” André planted another kiss on my mouth.
“Are you boys in bed already?” Dad asked at the door. “May I come in?”
“Yes, of course Dad! Please come in!” I said as I slipped out from under André and making sure the duvet covered our raging boners.
“Please come in Dad!” André parroted me.
Dad opened the door and I marvelled at this hunk of a man that is my Dad. He wore a T-shirt with a V-neck under his night gown and lots of his dark chest hair billowed over the top of the T-shirt. He was a hunk, and that was a fact!
And was barefoot. Dad had the sexiest big feet – he wears a size 15 shoe with the second toes (like ours too) were longer than the big toes, with a generous smattering of black hair on the toes. They were big and beautiful!
I’ve always wondered what his dick would look like when it’s hard. We’ve seen him naked when we changed in the shower and changing rooms next to the pool. It was a damn big dick and beautiful. Soft, I guessed it was about 18cm, which was big!
“So, are you two smug as a bug – or two bugs! – under the duvet in your new bed? Happy? Any complaints, André? Soft enough, enough space, enough warmth under the duvet? I believe Mom said the duvet was filled with special hollow-fibre filling that would be very nice to keep you warm. But, with the two of you together under the duvet, I’m sure you’d be warm enough. Anton, you happy?”
“Thanks Dad! Everything is fine and grand! It's a very nice bed and there is enough space for 3 of us … erm … I mean, the two of us fit nicely on the bed with some room to spare!”
“Well, scoot up and let me experience your new bed and the space for a third person!”
I gulped and wondered if André’s dick was soft already, as mine was not: Dad’s presence, his beautiful physique, his hands, his feet and the knowledge of his big dick made me super horny.
“Of course, Dad!” André said and moved out of the way. In doing so, the duvet’s edge revealed we were buck naked …! André tried to cover his boner but Dad saw it!
“I can see the bed is very comfortable and conducive for all sorts of activities! Quite a boner you’re sporting, André!”
Dad got in under the duvet and put his arm out so André could lie in the crook with his head on Dad’s chest.
André was too flabbergasted to say anything and just accepted Dad’s shoulder as a pillow and allowed Dad enough space to get in under the duvet.
“Hmmm! Very nice and warm! I’m sure the two of you will be warm enough and I can see there will be lots of fun too! Enjoy! And you, Anton? All fine with you? I suppose you're in the same ‘condition’ as your brother? Not as big as mine, but you’re getting there! Enjoy!”
Dad got out from under the duvet and there was an enormous bulge under his gown, lifting it away from his body. It was clear dad wasn’t wearing shorts and that his dick was hard!
Fuck, I wished I could see it!
“Yes, thanks Dad! It was nice of you to come say goodnight and get into bed with us. We will be warm enough and I’ll make sure Anton behaves!”
The cheek of my brother!
“Thanks Dad! I’ll do my best to ensure your first-born behaves! And next time I want to put my head on your chest!”
“Come here, Anton!” Dad said and walked around the bed to me. He got into bed on my side and pulled me to him. I immediately felt his huge boner pushing against my hip. Fuck! I wished I could touch his dick!
“Time to say goodnight and let you get enough sleep for tomorrow’s responsibilities and for me to do some work in the study. It was nice to visit my bid boys in their own double bed! We could do it again!”
Dad gave me a hug, leaned over and kissed me. His day-old stubble felt great and then the nicest surprise: he leaned towards André to kiss him: I could clearly feel his enormous dick pushing against me and my hardon was leaking lots of precum! How to explain this mess when the linen goes into the washing … Fuck!
Dad kissed André, gave me another kiss, winked at me and got out of bed. Now his huge dick was making an enormous display one couldn’t miss! How I wished to touch and suck it … Dad tried to conceal the hard huge dick by putting his hands in the gown’s pockets and pulling the front opening closed.
“Goodnight my beautiful boys! I love you and hope you sleep well!”
“Good night, Dad! Thanks for the bed and for your visit. It was nice of you to get into bed with us … “ André said and squeezed my hardon. “Where are your manners, baby bro?”
“Give me a chance, you horrible excuse of a human being! Goodnight Dad! Thanks, it was nice to have you here. I hope you get your things done and sleep well.”
Dad fumbled with the door while he had his hands full with his huge hardon he tried to conceal behind his gown, and he was out.
“Fuuccckkkk baby bro! Did you see that?! Our Dad is hung like a horse and he was hard!”
“Yes, I felt it against my body and it was clear it was hard and that it’s very big! Wow!”
Little did we know what was about to happen soon …!
The rest of the night was more or less like the previous night since we started this new chapter in our lives. The previous week was really the start of some really good stuff with each other.
André kissed me lots of times and we played with each other. Eventually André sat on my thighs and jacked off both our cocks. Again, the sticky liquid plastered against my chin, on my cheeks, and some even in my hair. Fortunately, nothing on the new bedding!
This time, André licked my face and chest clean and kissed me with his cum-filled mouth. It was wonderful.
Afterwards André spooned me from behind again and pushed his still rubbery cock between my thighs. He held me tight and played with the few black hair on my chest, and with my nipples.
“Anton, I really love you very much, bro. It’s not just this what happens between us – I really love you.”
“André, you should know I feel the same. You’re the best thing since sliced bread …”
“What? Am I compared to bread now?” André said jokingly, and gave me a faux punch on the cheek.
“You know what I mean, silly! Of course I love you. But I think it’s late and we need some sleep.”
I turned in his arms and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“Excuse me, Master Anton, but is this the best you can do?”
“Sorry, Master André!” And I opened my mouth for him to give him a nice deep and wet kiss. André really knows how to kiss! But of course, I had nothing to compare it to.
“Sleep well, baby bro! See you in the morning.” With that André settled behind my back again, his still rubbery dick between my legs and his right arm draped over my body, his hand slightly rubbing my chest and nipples. My dick was way beyond rubbery as André’s dick between my legs felt so fantastic!
But … before long we were both fast asleep.
= To be continued =
