I went to high school with a couple hot, identical, twins, in the late 60’s. It was routine for them to be confused as the other. They did most things together, except sports, fencing and baseball, and they displayed very little rivalry, or competitiveness, with each other. And they’d typically double date girls that were friends. They w…
I went to high school with a couple hot, identical, twins, in the late 60’s. It was routine for them to be confused as the other. They did most things together, except sports, fencing and baseball, and they displayed very little rivalry, or competitiveness, with each other. And they’d typically double date girls that were friends. They were also very affectionate with each other. But it was seen as fondness, and even admired, by a few teachers. But in general, it was overlooked. That was in the 60’s. One night, I saw them leaving the school parking lot. It was late and the lot was empty. One had driven their parent’s car, and the other had brought the clunker they drove their senior year. They laughed and chitchatted on the way out, with the usual pats on the back and arm around the shoulders. But between the cars, before leaving, one stepped against the other, put his hand behind the other’s head, and kissed him, as he felt his groin. With their foreheads together, they relayed a few words with smiles, kissed again, and departed in the car they came in. I knew that it had to be an inevitability between two hot guys that were so much alike.
I went to high school with a couple hot, identical, twins, in the late 60’s. It was routine for them to be confused as the other. They did most things together, except sports, fencing and baseball, and they displayed very little rivalry, or competitiveness, with each other. And they’d typically double date girls that were friends. They were also very affectionate with each other. But it was seen as fondness, and even admired, by a few teachers. But in general, it was overlooked. That was in the 60’s. One night, I saw them leaving the school parking lot. It was late and the lot was empty. One had driven their parent’s car, and the other had brought the clunker they drove their senior year. They laughed and chitchatted on the way out, with the usual pats on the back and arm around the shoulders. But between the cars, before leaving, one stepped against the other, put his hand behind the other’s head, and kissed him, as he felt his groin. With their foreheads together, they relayed a few words with smiles, kissed again, and departed in the car they came in. I knew that it had to be an inevitability between two hot guys that were so much alike.
Whoa. I guess some fantasies do come true. Also, if you’re that good-looking I’m guessing it would be difficult to resist the urge(s)….