Canada was hoping for a relaxing evening with his polar bear named Kuma….Kuma-something. He could never remember. But it didn't matter at the moment, he was just going to sit back in his favourite arm chair, watch some television while sipping on some maple syrup (yes he was drinking straight syrup) and if things went as planned a little 'quality time' with himself. All of this was guaranteed, that is until a loud knock on his door was heard.
The Canadian rolled his eyes. "That could only be one person…" He sluggishly walked to the door and opened it wide. "Hello Alfred…" The American perked up and bounced on his heels. "Howdy Mattie! Can I come in?" Alfred pushed past his brother without an answer and plopped down on his couch. "Jeez could you be anymore rude?" Canada remarked.
"Aww come on Mattie, I knew you would say yes anyway." He flashed his famous smile. "Its just that I don't get to see you nearly as much as I would like and I want to suggest we have a family game night!"
Canada felt bad that he seemed to be neglecting his brother so he might as well go along and invite their parents. "Okay! Sounds like fun!" He grabbed the phone and dialed England's number which was welcomed by a loud ring.
Alfred turned his head in confusion. "Hey what are you doin?" "Just inviting England and France to play." The American lunged for the phone, knocking them both on the floor. The small crackle at the other end of the line was followed by a very British "Hello? Matthew, is that you?" The American clicked the end call button.
"Hey! What was that for?!" "Matt when I said family game night I meant just us. I would like more time alone with the two of us." Matthew rubbed his head. "Oh. I guess I misunderstood. Sorry. By the way, can you get off of me now?" The American chuckled sheepishly and blushed as he stood up.
They both jumped as the phone rang. "Its from England. He must be worried." Alfred smirked at this and stole the phone from his brother. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" "Just havin' a little fun!"
The answer call button was pressed as America brought the phone up to his ear. "City Morgue, how may I help you?"
"YOU BLOODY WANKER! WHY DID YOU CALL ME TWIT!?" The Brit's screams could be heard clearly by just about the whole house. Canada couldn't help himself from covering his mouth to hide the grin he was sporting. "I'm sorry sir, but I couldn't hear you, would you speak up?"
"SOD OFF YOU DICKY BITCH!" and with that the line ended. Canada and America burst with laughter. "OH MAN! My stomach is gonna start to hurt if I don't calm down!" America took a few deep breathes. "Hokay now that we have chilled, we should start our weekly game night."
The brothers travelled to the game closet with all the board games. Just about every game that existed was in that closet, from Clue (Cluedo) to Disney Jr. Monopoly. America spied what he was looking for and pulled it out from under Mousetrap. "Dude! Mattie! Lets play Twister!"
"Well, we usually play it with several people, like more than two." Al gave him the puppy eyes. "You know I guess one of us could reach over and flick the spinner and still play eh?"
"Thanks Mattie! You're the best bro ever!" America gave him one of his bear hugs and ran into the living room spreading out the spotted mat. He flicked the spinner.
"Left foot, blue." The two boys pressed their bare feet on a blue dot across from each other. "Right hand, red." Canada reached down to a red dot near America but soon discovered that is was rather uncomfortable with his brother leaning over him to reach the other side. "Hey Al? Can you flick the spinner?" He asked. "Sure."
As America stretched to flick the spinner, Canada was looking straight at his bro's crotch. How those pants clung to his thighs, ever so nicely. Just perfect how the denim pinched into all the nook and cra-! Wait this was Alfred he was talking about here! Young, sexy, tan Alfred who had of late been looking more desirable that normal-! AH! Stop! Get ahold of yourself Mathew!
"Left hand, green!" the American announced. For pure comfort they both reached for the farthest green from each of them so they could stretch out some more, but that left America hovering over the other. Canada blushed lightly. "Hey! Mattie I just got a great idea! Wait here and don't move."
America ran to the garage where he collected 4 paint bottles and carried them back to the mat. "Alright get off for a second." Canada rolled to the side. "But won't it stain our clothes?" he questioned.
"We'll just take them off!" America poured a little pain onto each dot and stripped down to his Batman boxers. Canada blushed wildly at his twin's physique. "Hey Matt, aren't you gonna undress?"
"Oh! Uh yea." The Canadian stripped down to his polar bear print briefs. America studied the other, licking his lips when he reached the crotch. Canada turned his eyes away. "Okay, now we get back into position.
They resumed their original positions, the paint splattering from the weight and flicked the spinner. "Okay Right foot, red." America climbed over and spread to the other side of the mat. He had the nicest view of his brother's ass, it was peeking out from under the fabric. Canada crawled under and kept a hand and foot on red. He shot up to America's tented boxers.
Canada took in a deep breathe. He wanted that dick in him somewhere. He didn't care where but it had to be inside. Bolting up his courage he suctioned his mouth over the clothed mound. America had just reached over to spin the next turn but shot up when his lower half was invaded.
"Mmmm…Alfie…" Canada expressed lightly. His brother was on his ass now looking up at the Canadian who gave off a lustful gleam. "God, I want your dick in me right now…"
"Mattie? What's this so suddenly?" "Oh hush Alfred, you planned this from the beginning!" Al smirked up to him. "Yea, and what if I did?" "You hoser." Alfred laughed and slipped his brother onto his abdomen. "Now ride me baby!"
Canada slunk flat on his brother's tummy to draw the boxers down. A slap rang out as he was hit in the face with his twin's dick. "Alfie~ You're so big!"
"Yea? Why don't you do something about it?"
"With pleasure." The Canadian teased the head with his lips before lodging it down his throat.
"MMM! Mattie! Fuck!" The American coated his own fingers with saliva and pulled back the paint coated ass cheeks before his face. He sucked at the tight ring of muscle as he heard the other moan. "Alfie put them in~" Without hesitation the fingers prodded their way into the twin's ass.
America sloshed his fingers in and out, stretching for the future penetration. His brother moaned around the dick getting it perfectly coated before sitting up. Canada positioned himself at the head of the other's prick. America reached his hands onto his brother's hips. "Are you ready babe?" The American asked. The other nodded and slowly lowered down the shaft until he reached the scrotum.
Tears brimmed to his eyes as he gave a grin to the American below him. "Oooooh Canada move it or else I will." The Canadian rocked back down onto his brother's prick, moaning with ecstasy. With every push Canada's dick bounced down, slapping America's abdomen.
"Mattie you feel so fuckin good dude!" He gripped his brother's waist and held him above slightly as he pounded down into him. Paint splattered with every touchdown America's ass made with the mat.
"Alfie~ I'm gonna cum!" "Yea me too!" The pants picked up to correspond with the fast thrusts until the twins came together with the scream of each other's names. White mixed with the paint on America's chest. Canada lifted off his brother's flaccid prick and cuddled up next to him; the semen dripped out between his ass cheeks.
"I love you Alfie."
"I love you too Matt." He gave a kiss to his forehead and wrapped and arm around his shoulder.
"Hey Matt?"
"Yes?"
"Can we play strip poker next week?"
by the way, if you are wondering where Kuma is he's trying to get the moans out of his head after witnessing the love sounds through the wall. sorry Kumajiro. chapter 2: strip poker is coming soon~