Dale
You might think I’m crazy.
What kind of man would agree for his wife to sleep with someone else?
There are names for men who get off on things like that, but that isn’t the kind of man I am.
I’ve always felt like half of a whole person and my brother is the other half. Other siblings get jealous, but it was never like that with us. We were always in agreement. Sharing with Carter is as natural as having something myself.
I think Sadie thinks that I’m making a huge sacrifice. No matter how much I try to reassure her that this is fine, I don’t really think she believes me. I can’t blame her for that, though. Sadie’s an only child so she never had to share. I need her to understand, though, because if she doesn’t I’m worried that what is going to happen tonight is going to impact us all and it doesn’t have to be that way.
When I told Carter, his first question was about whether Sadie was cool. He didn’t even think to ask me if I was serious. He just knew I was because that’s how things are with us.
He wanted to talk with her, to make sure. I guess that whatever he said has reassured her that this is okay…for us at least.
I left it up to Sadie to decide where it’s going to happen. She suggested Carter’s room. I guess so that she can separate it from our marital bed. I told her I’d be there with her and she looked torn. Was she worryied that I wouldn’t be able to take it?
I told her I wanted to be there to make sure she was okay and she seemed to relax.
So here we are. Carter’s in his room. Sadie’s upstairs. Tonight is the night and I’m having a beer, not because I need to settle my nerves, but because it’s been a hot and thirsty day and I have some time to kill.
This is my idea but I’m going to be a bystander to the main event. I don’t intend to just watch, though. Sadie’s my wife. I can show her how okay I am with what we are doing by participating where I can. I’m hoping that will make it more relaxing for her. Carter joins me in the kitchen.
He nods at me and I know what he’s asking. He gets a nod in return and he slaps my shoulder as he passes. Wordless conversations. I’ve missed that connection. While he was serving overseas I got used to always having to express what I wanted to say with words. Carter just knows and that feels good.
He grabs a beer too. We sit at the table together.
“She’s going to come down in a minute,” I say. Another nod. “I’ll take her to your room and get settled. Come in after about ten minutes.”
“You sure she’s going to go through with this?”
I nod. Carter thinks he knows how much Sadie wants a baby, but he hasn’t been the one to listen to her cry out in her sleep. He hasn’t held her while she wept after yet another negative test.
I hear Sadie’s footsteps in the hall above us and then the soft padding of her making her way down the stairs. I’m up and out of the kitchen fast enough to meet her at the bottom. She looks nervous, dressed in her robe and looks me over as though she’s expecting me to cancel it all. Instead, I take her hand and lead her to Carter’s room. When we’re inside the door, I push it so that it’s almost closed. I take my wife in my arms and I kiss her softly, then more urgently. She’s slow to follow my lead but when I feel her relax in my arms she deepens the kiss too.
“Dale,” she whispers.
“It’s okay, baby.”
I lead her to Carter’s bed which he’s made up with fresh sheets. I tell her to lay down and I follow, tugging my shirt over my head so that Sadie understands how this is going to be. I loosen the tie to her robe and underneath she’s wearing a plain black nightdress. Nothing fancy.
I slide my hand up her thigh, slowly, slowly until I brush her between her legs. She’s not wearing panties and my cock swells. I stroke her softly and kiss her deeply. I want her so lost in the pleasure between us that she doesn’t notice when Carter comes in. Her legs drop open and I know then that she’s relaxed.
As if Carter gets my message by telepathy, I can sense him come into the room. I know he’ll be hard at the thought of what’s to come. My cock is straining against my jeans. The bed dips a little when Carter sits next to Sadie on the other side of the bed. I hear the clink of his belt and Sadie draws back from our kiss, her attention now on Carter.
There’s a moment between us all that I can’t describe. It’s as though the invisible threads that bond me with my wife and bond me with my twin are fusing to bond us all. Time moves slowly. I watch Sadie. She doesn’t go to cover herself. She doesn’t tell me to stop circling her clit. Her eyes are on Carter and he takes her hand gently.
“You look so beautiful,” he says softly. It’s the perfect thing for him to tell her and I hear her sigh. He tugs off his shirt and drops his pants and boxers. No point in standing on ceremony. Carter moves onto the bed slowly. He’s giving Sadie time to have second thoughts. He might look like a man capable of serious violence but he’s got a heart of gold. He kneels between Sadie’s legs, watching my hand. Sadie’s eyes are on his cock, but I don’t feel any jealousy. Carter’s cock is just like mine. Two peas from the same pod.
I touch Sadie’s cheek and when she turns to me, I kiss her. Carter’s hand takes over where I left off and I can tell that she feels the difference in our touch. There’s a second where she seems to freeze but it’s over before I can ask her if she’s okay. Her hands grab at my arms, my neck, tugging me close and my brother touches her to make her ready. The bed shifts again as Carter moves closer.
“Ready?” he asks.
My cock jerks at the thought of what’s going to happen next.
Sadie nods and we both watch as Carter takes hold of his big cock and aims it between my wife’s legs. She brings her knees higher, wanting to make the penetration easier; the same thing she does with me. Carter’s brow is furrowed as he gets closer, putting his knees under her thighs. I run my hand over Sadie’s breasts, feeling the hard points of her nipples, wanting to keep her in the moment as much as I can. She turns to me again, pulling me towards her for another kiss. I know when Carter’s insider her because she holds me tighter. He’s gentle with his thrusts at first, I’m guessing because he wants to keep this tender, but there’s a point when Sadie pulls back from me again. She reaches out and touches the arm that he’s balancing on to keep his body from resting on hers. She curls forward and touches his face. His eyes find hers.
“It’s okay,” she says and pulls him down.
Carter buries his face in her neck, his broad shoulder almost covering Sadie completely. She finds my hand, though and holds it tightly as though she wants me to know I’m a part of this too.
Lines blur.
Sadie turns towards Carter, running her hand over his shaven head, pressing her mouth to his cheek.
“You feel good,” she says.
Carter moans. “Fuck,” he mutters.
“Kiss me,” she tells him and I watch as Carter pushes up on his forearms and looks down at my beautiful wife. With her soft hair spread on his pillow, she looks like an angel who has fallen from the sky. My brother turns to me. He wants to know what he should do and I nod. What Sadie wants is what Sadie gets.
He presses his lips to hers and my heart fucking skips.
They are the two people I love most in the world.
I watch as they fuck, my wife arching her back and Carter’s face screwed up in concentration. I wasn’t sure if Sadie would come but she does and it’s a good thing. It means that she’s really relaxed. It means this has a better chance of working.
And when Carter comes it’s with a cry loud enough for the neighbors to hear. He’s panting and still seated inside her. Sadie looks dazed, but then it’s all business.
“Pull out, Carter,” she whispers. “I need to put a pillow under my ass.”
While my brother comes to his senses, I grab the pillow and help Sadie get into the position which she says will maximize her chances of conceiving. Carter sits on the edge of the bed, his back curled and heaving still from the exertion. I kiss Sadie, telling her that she’s beautiful. Then I slap my brother’s shoulder affectionately.
“You still got it, bro,” I joke and it’s exactly what we all needed.
We all burst out laughing and all is right with the world.
At least, I hope it is.