Page 31 of Wyatt & Weston
“Dare, because I’m not a pussy.” Weston laughs and Wyatt flips him off.
“Alright then, asshole. I dare you to strip down to nothing and jump off that rock, right under the waterfall.”
Weston shoots his brother a glare. My eyes widen because fuck, that water was ice cold.
Is he really going to do it?
Weston hops off the tailgate and steps a few feet away before turning to me. I bite my lower lip, watching as he grips the edge of his black T-shirt. He gives me a knowing smirk, as if he can tell the things he and his brother do to my body, and pulls it up and over his head.
“Holy fuck,” I whisper, trying not to groan when I get a good, up close look of his body. Tanned skin with rippling muscles and abs that make my pussy clench. My thighs rub together, proving my point.
He chuckles, seeing just how affected I am, then makes work of his belt next. His movement’s are painfully slow and I find myself wanting to see what he’s hiding under there.
I get my answer when he lowers his zipper, grabs his pants and pulls them down, boxers too.
His cock springs free and this time the whimper does slip free. The cock on this man would put a lot of men to shame.
Bad timing, but his cock makes Greg's look like a damn finger.
I want it.
I want to taste it, suck it and then feel it give my cunt a good stretch. I didn’t realized how sex deprived I was until this moment.
Not that I’ve really had the chance to miss it. Whatever Greg and I had was lackluster. The fucking asshole never even gave me an orgasm.
But something tells me I wouldn’t have to worry about that with Weston, or Wyatt. If they're identical twins, does that mean Wyatt’s cock is just as big? What would it feel like to have the two of them at once.
A thrill fills me as Weston chuckles.
“Got a little drool there, Red,” he says, wrapping his hand around his cock and giving it a few strokes.
“Huh?” I blink, clearing the fog in my mind, my cheeks growing hot.
“Don’t get too excited there, Hellcat. That thing is about to shrink as small as the Grinch's heart once he gets into that water.”
“Fuck you,” Weston sighs. “I forgot what we were doing there for a moment.”
Wyatt laughs. “Go on, brother, get that ass up there and jump. Wouldn’t want the pretty lady to think you're a pussy, right?”
I mean, I’d much rather he stay here and play with my pussy.
Sadly, he turns around and I groan as his toned ass flexes with each step as he heads up the trail, over to the cliff.
“I’ll show you a pussy!” Weston yells before jumping into the ice-cold water below. There’s a big splash and a few moments later, he pops up to the surface.
“Son of a bitch!” he screams. “That's a wake-up call if there ever was one. My turn. Wyatt.” He grins at his brother.
“Fuck,” Wyatt groans. “I saw that one coming.”
“Dare because you can’t use two truths in a row,” Weston calls out. “And I dare you to do my dare.”
“Why the fuck not?” Wyatt sighs then shoots me a grin. I give him just as much attention as I watch him strip down to nothing. I was right, they look exactly alike, right down to the size of their dicks. The only thing different is the designs of their tattoos.
Wyatt shoots me a wink before running his naked ass up to the top of the waterfall. He lets out a shout as he jumps and lands in the water.
I watch the two of them laughing, splashing the other with water and I feel suddenly left out.
Despite the temperature of the water, I step forward and start to undress. Both of them turn to watch me and I preen under their watchful eyes, loving the groan that leaves them as I toss my dress to the ground. I’m not wearing a bra, so my bare breasts are exposed to the twins.
