Second Nature
A pair of romantically involved twins find themselves in an intimate position while out in the woods with some buddies. They know they can't act on their urges, and yet...
This vignette was written for Bluetippedwolf as part of my themed Patreon request day for July 2019. The theme for this month was "Back to Nature" and the story contains M/M sex between consenting adults in a public place, and incestuous fun. :3
Second Nature
To Peter and Adam, hiding was second nature. Not necessarily the way they were hiding now as they ran through the forest in search of somewhere more suitable than a particularly broad tree-trunk behind which to conceal themselves, but hiding parts of themselves, of their lives from everyone and anyone. They were, after all, brothers. And more than that, they were deeply, madly, eternally in love.
Right now though, that wasn't at the forefront of their minds, at least no more than any loving relationship lingered in the minds of those who were a part of it. Right now, the type of hiding that Peter and Adam were interested in was born of fun and entertainment, not practical necessity and societal taboos. They knew that behind them one of their friends was counting down from one hundred. That soon they would be looking for them, the two of them and half a dozen others in a woodland-wide game of hide and seek. And thus Peter and Adam had a chance to see whether their penchant for concealment extended to games like this or not, and of course the twin wolves were doing so together.
"Hey, what about there?"
Adam nodded, grabbing Peter by the hand and drawing his attention to a large tree which at some point relatively early in its growth had divided off into two trunks, then come back together so that they were almost wound around one another. Peter looked at it, then at Adam curiously.
"I thought we didn't want to hide behind a..."
Rolling his eyes and grinning, Adam pointed upward as he cut Peter off.
"Not behind it. Up it."
Peter blushed. Neither of them were unfit, in fact they rather enjoyed the fact that both their bodies were kept in rather good physical condition, but it had been a long time since he had climbed a tree. Long before he and Adam had become intimately involved. Hell, before he'd even known he was attracted to guys, never mind his twin brother. As they hurried over to check it out though, aware of the limited time they possessed to make any decisions whatsoever, Peter saw in more detail exactly why Adam had selected this particular tree for them to climb. Not only did the entwined trunks create several clear footholds, but at the top where they began to branch out into more of a canopy, they seemed to curve away from each other in an almost flattened section perfect for a bird's nest, or perhaps even just big enough for a couple of wolves to perch and wait out the fifteen minute time limit before they could declare victory over the seeker.
Looking it over one more time, Peter turned his head to Adam and gave an uncertain but hopeful nod. Just a moment or two later, Adam began his ascent. He scaled the first portion of the tree with relative ease, but as he approached the top realised that it would be tough for both himself and Peter to perch up there without any part of them dangling down in a way that would give their presence away immediately. Nevertheless he still scrambled up onto the upper platform section of the tree, and without informing Peter of the potential problem given how little time they had left anyway, urged his brother to join him.
Barely thirty seconds later of course, with their friend no doubt already beginning to head out from his counting spot at their campsite to try and find someone, Peter discovered the problem himself. He reached the upper platform, looked for somewhere he could rest himself while remaining out of sight, and turned wide, expectant eyes to his brother. Adam's cheeks flushed, and he chuckled bashfully as he looked around the spot on which he was resting with his legs crossed beneath him. Perfectly hidden, yes, but taking up almost all the flattened space which he had promised would almost certainly be big enough for both of them.
"You could... uh... sit on my lap?"
He joked playfully, only for his face to get redder as Peter tilted his head and looked at his brother's lap, then down at the ground some eight or nine metres below.
"You're sure you'll be stable enough? I'd rather not die after camping here for two nights and not having enough privacy for us to... y'know."
They both blushed. While they hadn't strictly been celibate throughout this little camping weekend, having jerked off side by side in their sleeping bags within the shared tent, smooching and even reaching out to rub one another through the material of the bags as they did so, that had been it. Anything more was too risky when at any moment a friend could have wandered over, unzipped their tent and caught them in the act. Adam opened his muzzle to say that it had just been a joke, but then he shifted himself a little. He moved around and realised how stably he was positioned, and looked down at his lap and his crossed legs.
"If you sit facing me, wrap your legs around my back and don't let them dangle..."
Adam murmured thoughtfully, only to gasp and giggle as without any further hesitation Peter took his consideration to be a command and started to do precisely that. Twenty seconds later the two of them were out of sight from ground level, and were blushing, giggling as they settled down together in their cosily arranged sitting position. For a minute or so they just sat quietly, listening to the sounds of the forest and trying to hear any voices that might have suggested someone having already been found, or their seeker trying to flush someone out by saying stuff to make them laugh or otherwise give themselves away. After two minutes though, Peter noticed Adam looking at him, then he started to look at Adam in return. Their eyes met. Their cheeks flushed, and beneath Peter's rump, the wolf felt something stir inside his brother's jeans.
"H-hey..."
He whined almost silently, nervous and excited all at once.
"Don't do that."
Adam blushed crimson, but played innocent.
"Do what? I'm not... nhh, not doing anything."
Peter shifted his ass ever so slightly, and Adam shuddered in visible pleasure. Peter raised an eyebrow.
"You're getting turned on. Stop it."
His brother scowled playfully.
"Oh, yeah, because that's how that works. Just... y'know, ignore it."
Peter scoffed and whispered teasingly in return.
"Oh, yeah. Because that's really how that works. We've always been great at acknowledging each other's arousal without ever doing anything about it."
Groaning under his breath, Adam shook his head.
"Okay, okay. But... we can't. And I don't mean because it's beyond fucking risky and idiotic to do something while the whole point of being hidden up here is that someone is actually trying to catch us. I mean because... how the hell would we get each other off sitting like this. And don't you dare start rocking back and forth on my lap, Peter. Like you said, I don't want us to die having not fucked for two days."
Pouting playfully but knowing that his brother was right, Peter nodded.
"Yeah, I know. But, just so this isn't any easier for you, I hope you realise I'm getting hard now too."
Adam shuddered, and nuzzled gently against his brother's own flushed face as he closed his eyes and pictured Peter's cock straining within his underwear.
"Hey... wanna kiss me, though?"
He coaxed his brother tenderly, giggling under his breath as Peter whined, feeling Adam's arousal twitching beneath him.
"What if we get too into it? What if we don't hear Oliver coming?"
The other wolf growled and nuzzled more passionately at his twin's cheek.
"Just a quick smooch. A tiny peck."
Without even waiting for a response, Adam delivered the aforementioned quick smooch to his brother's lips. A split-second later their tongues were lashing at each other's muzzles and they were caught up in a full on make-out, cocks straining helplessly within their respective underwear and jeans until they parted again the best part of a minute later.
"Dammit, Adam..."
Peter moaned as he nuzzled and licked at his brother's handsome face.
"...you know I'm gonna have to go take a bathroom break and jerk off as soon as we're done here, right?"
Adam grinned, and growled happily into his twin's ear.
"I'm counting on it. Think of me when you're cumming, Peter."
Peter shuddered and squeezed his brother tighter in his arms.
"Who else would I ever think about?"
Adam giggled.
"No-one. I know. I just... I love hearing you admit it."
Peter blushed, growled back, and kissed his brother once again.
"You're gonna jerk off too, right?"
He moaned when their lips parted.
"Fuck yeah."
Adam grunted, cock straining up against his brother's forbidden ass with pleading urgency.
"Think about me. About how hard I'd ride you. About how long I'd hold you knotted inside me tonight, if I could."
Peter whispered, muffling Adam's moan before it could burst forth with his own eager muzzle and yet another lengthy, breath-stealing smooch.
"Mmh... god, I love camping with you."
When finally their lips parted again, Adam sighed happily and giggled to his brother.
"But, next time...?"
He teased, both of them pausing for a moment, glancing around as their ears twitched, hearing the sounds of distant laughter as someone else some_where_ else in the forest was caught by their designated seeker.
"...next time we either go alone, or we say no thanks. Because, much as I love camping with our friends, Pete?"
Gently, playfully he bumped his nose against his brother's own, then extended his tongue to lap at Peter's beaming, blushing muzzle with intimate affection.
"I love you, and... I love fucking you, so, so much more."
By Jeeves
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