Twins will be twins and boys will be boys. My identical twin brother and I have essentially been lovers since we were 5. Started out innocently enough with shyness and giggles in a shared bath or overnight in our bedroom. We discovered from initial curiosity that we each liked being touched and explored including our flaccid and erect tiny g*******. We would commonly lie in bed together late at night when parents were asleep, touching ourselves and each other and watching each other as we did so. We did not know what prepubescent orgasms were but we discovered the sensations, always lying in each others’ arms as we trembled and made childish poorly understood movements with our hips as we each petted or held the other’s p**** in our hands. My brother was always the more adventurous but I was by no means a submissive follower to his lead. I was the one who, thanks to our having witnessed the family dog licking himself, lay between my brother s s********** and began to lick his g*******. He writhed in ecstacy and it quickly became something he often asked for. It was a very long tike before he ever returned that attention but I did not mind. He would hold me and touch me and it was blissful. When puberty came and our bodies began to develop, once we were taught to shave our faces, I was the one who sugggested and taught us both to shave body hair because we both hated it. We were very clandestine and secretive, as our parents were very strict. We did not think anything of it until he would hear vague references from school mates and we began to feel shame. But we always came back to it. I vividly remember his first e********** as I gently masturbated him. It shocked us both and it was several days before we began again and learned that my body could so as well. More to follow.