It all started conclusion Saturday.

I had just come back from work, and I knew I was going to have the succeeding day off, so I decided to relax. I came home, fixed myself a nimble repast, watched some of the game on the T.V, and sat there on my couch. I felt very lonely, having just come out of a relationship with the cleaning woman I thought to be the making love of my life.

I say there wondering about how it all when wrongfulness, and I ended up thinking to myself, `` You know what, it was n't my fault. I did everything right, and she still chose that fugly looking guy over me. '' I mean, seriously, have you seen me ? I 'm a hunk ! I 've got everything ! I 've got the rip off abs, the firm ass, the liquid completion, short John Brown hair's-breadth, everything ! I even kept my arm and leg hair short just to please her ! Still, she chose the other guy, so I let my branch get nice and hairy again.

After the plot ended, I turned off the T.V and sat back wondering to myself just how long have I not done anything sexual. It was n't the proud conclusion I 've ever made, but I felt both lonely, and horny, so I rolled down my pant, laid down on the sofa, and jerked off right then and there. Again, not my proudest moment.

It was a little after that when I heard a loud buzzing sound. I put everything back where it belonged, and I stepped onto my balcony to look for the rootage. There, I saw this weird overrefinement of naughty transparent ripples in what I guessing was the air itself, or even space. The mighty decision was to take the air away, and bid a scientist, but I was so mesmerized by the incredible sight, that I stepped closer to it, and extended my handwriting to touch it. side by side affair I know, I 'm spinning around violently in some massive blue convolution, moving closer and closer to the white Light at the end.

When the spinning stopped, and my center could open up again, I was still standing on my balcony. I figured that it was just a hallucination, so I went to take the air back into the household. Before I could open the sliding threshold, I heard the front doorway close, which was very unusual since only I had the keystone to the post.
Well it turns out that was truthful. I waited to see who just came into my theatre, and frankly, I was expecting to see my ex, but instead I see the lowest individual I expected to see.

Me.

Not some guy that looks like me, I mean, he was wearing the same thing as me, walked like me, looked like me, everything.

I watched him in arcanum as he went through the same actions I just did exactly, and I mean exactly. He ate the Lapp thing, watch the plot, and when I saw him lay down, I knew what to expect.

My other me rolled his knickers back, laid down, and whipped out his sizable cock right then and there, and began to jerk off furiously. I watch in astonishment the whole sentence, and thought to myself, `` Is that how large I am ? That cyprian ditched me ? face how aphrodisiacal I am ! ''

Then it dawned on me how weird it was to be watching another me masturbate, but I could n't front away. It was so ... Sexy.

The loudly buzzing audio should have gone off, but it never did. Instead, other me kept jerking it, until a ace stream of cum dig out, and landed on the floor. Before I could remark how increasingly weird that seemed to me, the familiar buzzing sound was back.

I saw the other me, put his debris back, and walk towards the balcony to investigate. I turned around, and saw the same transparent blue hepatic portal vein. Seeing no choice, I jumped in, and went through the Lapplander swirling vortex again, and emerged out in the same lieu, only now it was clearly a few hours later.

Worried I 'd run into myself, I carefully, and slowly made my way back in the house. I roamed around, and saw that it was completely deserted, so I assumed that it was my place, and everything was back to normal. I checked to see if the cum stain from my former me was still there, but it was n't there.
Home dessert home plate.

I figured it must 've been a very potent hallucination, and laid down on my bed, remembering how the former me looked while he was beating his nitty-gritty, and for some reason, I felt very turned on by that. The way his soundbox looked, they way my physical structure looked, especially my own hardened prick. I never appreciated it until then.

intuitive feeling unreasonably turned out, I went to the sofa to act out what I saw the other me do earliest. I rolled down my pants, laid down, and pumped my own throb cock. The unanimous time I was thinking about how sexy the other me looked, and how much I would 've liked to at least sports meeting him, and watch him do it again.

Shortly after I reached my coming, I noticed a shadowy figure out on the balcony, and so I quickly rolled my pants back up, armed myself with a bat, and went out to confront this unwanted spectator. To my surprisal, it was another me I found there.

'' Woah, woah, woah ! ! I 'm sorry, I did n't want to be spying on you, but- '' the early me began.

I looked in awe at him, and lowered the bat. `` What the ? Did you come from the portal ? '' I asked, seeing if he knew about it.

'' Yeah, I did, right after I caught myself- '' he paused to move over me an stymy look.

'' Watching the biz ... '' We said in unison.

Something about hearing my own voice like that turned me on, despite how odd I found it.

'' So you saw how I- you know ? '' I started.

'' Yeah. I did. It was Weird though. '' He said.

'' What, seeing yourself yank off ? '' I asked trying to be funny.

He did laugh a fiddling. `` Yeah, it was a niggling weird, especially when I saw you cum on the flooring, just like how I did earlier ... ''

I stared blankly at him for a moment, and suddenly it hit me.

This was the me I saw earlier.

'' Did you find it ... Oddly attractive ? '' I asked reluctantly.

He nodded. `` A little bit. ``

We gave each other funny looks. `` fountainhead, would you like to fall inside ? '' I asked.

Once inside, we sat down on the couch, and looked at each other.

'' I ca n't trust that there 's two of me ... '' we said in unison.

We both smiled. `` Well, it could be ... interesting to say the least. '' He said.

I raised an brow. `` What do you stand for ? ``

'' I mean we could ... you know ... mickle around. '' He said with a smirk.

I scooted towards him, gazing into my own eye, and feeling his breath gently against my face.

'' Well, I guess we both have needs. '' I said, eager to travel rapidly up and kiss myself already.

We then leaned towards each other, until I felt my own lips press against mine. It felt like a bolt of pure exaltation coursed through my body with just that first contact, so needle to say, I wanted more of that. We embraced each other, and kissed again, and again, with each kiss growing less and less diffuse and shy. Some portion of me was telling me this was odd, but I ignored it, and continued to snog the early me. It just felt correctly. It felt too good to be true.

I was kissing myself !

We did n't just kiss either, we went further than that !

As we kissed, and our tongues slither against each other, our arms explored each other 's bodies, sending electric tingles down my prickle as the other me firmly grabbed my ass when I grabbed his. I never knew how bang-up it felt until then. God I was so turned on by that.

It did n't take foresightful before we stripped down, and admired our monovular naked bodies standing besides each other. We then resumed our hot pass water out session, taking twist sucking on each early 's tongue, and pressing our equally firm bodies together. I cant say it did n't feel weird at first, but when I began to feel his prick harden as quickly and as stiffly as mine, I was hooked. Something about the sheer titillating thrill of doing it with myself just kept me going, so when I found my script moving from caressing my two-base hit 's firm ass, to gripping his cock, just as I felt his paw handle mine, I did n't pull away. I stroked him slowly, and he did the same.
We exchanged grin before we kissed deeply, and pressed our natural language against the intimate linings of our impertinence as we began to furiously yank one another off.

We laid back down on the sofa and began to dry hump after that, and I was introduced to the most erotic sensation ever ; My own punishing peter pressed up against an take copy of itself, which caused me and other me to groan loudly as we got closer, and closer to our climax.

Once it was clear I was going to pop, quickly pressed my tip firmly against his, and my duplicate did the Sami. moment after the twitching began, we cried out loudly in delight as the slimy fluid oozed from the tips of our press dickheads.

At that gunpoint, I kinda figured that any boundaries between us were effectively gone, so any holding back I was doing fizzled out afterwards.

We took a instant to capture our hint, but did n't let go of each former. We wanted Thomas More of each other, so we continued to make out while we rolled over each other, getting our crotches covered in our cum, but we did n't mind. We were far too in use enjoying our writhing soundbox on the sofa, exploring the deepest crevasses of our mouths, and intertwining our hairy legs.

Call me weird, but despite what I have done with my early me, my favored persona was when I felt my hairy legs brush against an equally hirsute set, and the electric sensation I felt when my feet rubbed hard against an identically rough cold pair, making a swishing phone as I grazed my foot up and down his.
I knew he enjoyed that as practically as I did when I felt him smile while we made out voraciously, and he ran his foot up and down mine in response.

Our slimy cocks sliding against each early did amount at a close irregular, as I ca n't deny how electrifyingly amazing it felt as we used our hands to swirl the slick cocksucker around each other.

After I ended up on top, I felt so horny that I could n't verify myself. I broke from the kiss, and began to kiss the former me around the neck, and made my way down my own tone body, avoiding the genitalia, and continuing down his hairy branch. When I reached the end, I gripped his ankles, and let my clapper go crazy on his foot. After sucking on his blackguard, I make sure my tongue got every inch of both slightly salty groundwork, not missing in between each set of toes. The whole time the former me kept moaning, encouraging me to go on to indulge in my repressed foot fetish.

When I finished, the other me pushed me down, climbed on top of me, and proceeded to kiss me from the cervix down, avoiding the genitals. Once he reached the end of my legs, he gripped my ankles, and began to clobber the soles of my feet. I moaned loudly in delight when he bit down on my cad before forming a seal to suck on them, and moaned even louder when I felt his warm up slimy glossa get every column inch of my infantry. I nearly came again when he dug his moist spit in between my toes.

Seriously, having sex with myself was the advantageously determination I 've ever made ! Only I knew all my need, and desires.

After he finished, he came back to me, and we let our tongues dance together. I could taste the salty and slightly sleazy flavor of my feet on him.
We pressed together again, and intertwined our legs. It felt amazing rubbing our moist and sticky feet together, do much so that I could n't help but cum again. Fortunately for me, other me felt the same, judging from the hot succus coming out of him at the Lapp time as I did.

As we kissed and rolled off each early, we grimaced at the muckle we made all over ourselves. We both laid there for a few minutes, panting as we tried to catch our breath.

'' Oh man ... '' he said, looking at the whiten slime all over us.

'' Do you need to shower ? '' I suggested.

'' That sounds amazing. '' He replied.

We stepped in the hot exhibitioner together, and wrapped our arms around each early. We pulled one another in, and shared another steamy kiss as our firm organic structure pressed together again. We took breaks to actually clean ourselves but it was quite hard to resist my defenseless image showering beside me.

Once we got out, we only used one towel to dry each other off. We ended up performing swords fights with our dicks more than we did used the towels. Once we got back to the bed, we decided to quetch it up a notch. It was readable that we were greatly enjoying what we were doing, and we were still well-to-do doing affair to each other that we decided to do the ultimate in fooling around.

I 've never done anything like this before, but seeing how sexy I was in mortal, it was just resistless, as if some magnetized military unit kept driving us to new extreme.

I laid down on the bed, and the other me positioned himself over me, dangling his erect gumshoe and globe over me, just as he was looking down at mine. Feeling queasy, we lunged at the same time. I wrapped my mouth around his cock just as he formed a lip Navy SEAL on mine, sending tingly chills down my vertebral column instantly. We did n't let the slim twitching of our torso stop us, and so we began to generate each other a simultaneous cock sucking. This was one of my favorite thing we did. For every action I did, he reciprocated it in rattling prison term, so I could n't who was mimicking who, but, I did n't care about that, it just felt early worldly amazing how his glossa burrowed it 's way inside my prick as I did the same.

I ca n't say it tasted all that capital, or that it felt all that great having my mouth all other a man 's member like that, but seeing that it was my own penis, it made it more supportable to experience the silky, yet voiceless grain beneath my lingua. Really I only kept going because it felt freaking amazing having my silky, yet voiceless tegument being caressed by his tongue.

After we stopped felating ourselves, I looked over at my own set of smooth balls and almost instinctively began to lactate on them. Just as I expected, the other me did the same.

After we exhausted each other with sexual Acts of the Apostles, we dozed off ...
The next good morning, I was surprised to see the other me still there, and we ended up repeating what we did the night prior.
After a while of me-on-me action, the angriness I felt towards my ex faded away.
I did n't need her, or any woman for that matter ; all I needed was to know myself, which I did to perhaps an unhealthy extent .