Nude-Jim stepped up to the hole in the wall.
Clothed-Jim did the same. Suddenly he stared. “You’ve got tits!” he exclaimed. Nude-Jim’s nipples were distinctly large and conical, which hadn’t been obvious except in close-up.
“Of course,” nonchalantly replied nude-Jim. “Doesn’t everybody?” And then realization hit him. “You don’t!” he exclaimed. “Can I see?”
Clothed-Jim hesitantly took his shirt off, and the two Jims compared chests.
“Eugh! Boys with no breasts!” “Eugh! Boys with breasts!” Both Ediths interjected at once, and then glanced at each other sheepishly.
Nude-Jim stepped through the tunneler ring into the other basement. “What else is different about you?” he asked his clothed-twin.
“You want me to take off all my clothes?” asked clothed-Jim. “Yeah, all right.” And he proceeded to strip off.
“How many bits of fabric do you put on ... one, two three ... isn’t one enough?” commented nude-Edith, looking at clothed-Edith, who was trying to look away.
Both Jims contemplated each others unadorned bodies. Aside from the small breasts on nude-Jim, there didn’t seem to be any other obvious differences.
“What happens when you want to sex?” asked nude-Jim. “Do you need to take all your clothes off, and put them all on again afterwards? Doesn’t seem very practical.”
“Sex? We don’t—” naked clothed-Jim stammered.
Nude-Edith also crossed over, and caressed her brother’s nipples, while he returned the favour. “Can you enjoy pleasure in your nipples like this?” she asked clothed-Jim.
He stared, open-mouthed, then shook his head, blushing.
“I can,” replied clothed-Edith, also staring at what the nude-siblings were doing.
“What about this?” Nude-Jim’s penis rapidly stiffened, and his sister took it inside her as they embraced each other. “Sexing is nice, don’t you think? We do it lots.”
Both clothed-siblings gasped and looked away.
The nude-siblings disengaged, and suddenly nude-Jim’s penis was flaccid again. “Don’t you enjoy sexual pleasure at all?” he asked his counterpart.
Clothed-Jim didn’t answer, but his penis was gradually coming erect.
“Ah, glad to see you can do that after all,” commented nude-Edith.
Nude-Jim bent down to examine his counterpart’s erection. “You know, I don’t think he can control it consciously.” This as clothed-Jim tried to cover his crotch with both hands and turn away, blushing furiously. Nude-Jim took one of his hands. “Relax,” he said. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” He stiffened his own penis again, and used it to lightly touch the other boy.
“You do it—between boys?” queried clothed-Edith.
“Boy-girl, boy-boy, girl-girl—any two people, really,” replied nude-Edith. “Sex pleasure is sex pleasure, why not?”
At that point, clothed-Jim could hold it no longer, and he ejaculated over nude-Jim’s belly.
“Hey! Wow!” Nude-Jim put out his hand to cup clothed-Jim’s genitals, getting it wet with the last of the ejaculate.
“What was that?” asked nude-Edith. “Did he pee all over you?”
“It’s not pee,” explained clothed-Edith. “He just came.”
“I was right!” exclaimed nude-Jim. “They can’t control their sexual climax!”
“Our sex muscles are totally under conscious control,” explained nude-Edith. “We can produce orgasmic contractions any time we want, at any level of intensity, just like this.” She half-closed her eyes, and the clothed-siblings noticed a momentary twitching at her crotch. She reopened her eyes and looked at nude-Jim. “It appears my brother has been having this weird fantasy about an alternate universe where people have these bizarre, totally involuntary sexual reflexes. And you’re it.”
Sun Jan 22 18:51:28 2012