...stroking my cock endlessly replaying each and every kiss, touch and stroke. We stuck to our agreement of not talking about it when anyone else was...in the house, not touching or staring was the hardest part, the sexual tension between us was incredible, I can't believe our parents didn't sense anything. We did leave bedroom and bathroom doors open just enough it was safe. Each morning when Jane left for work she'd leave some underwear on her bed for me.....twice it was even wet from where. But Jim, Ron, Don, and I would have occasional, informal masturbation parties. Often they were on Friday nights when we'd all come into my room (I shared it with Don) with whiskey, wine, beer, or other alcohol and start drinking. Sometimes those led to one or more of use taking out our cocks or stripping and masturbating. Ultimately, it led to parties where w all ended up naked or nearly so and masturbating together. I specifically recall all of us masturbating to a Blondie video "Heart of. He asked me can i be your mumma friends i said what are you taking he said just the friend vicky that really wont be any problem i said but how he said nothing vicky just introduce me as your friend to your mumma .I said ok come dad is here only you can meet him also he said then vicky i will come when your dad is out i surprisingly asked why what wrong in that he said friend i have some work here also and if i will come to meet you your dad will think i am disturbing in studies and all of. The twins could sense that Lara and I were out of sorts. We blamed it on the exhaustion of the benefit concert and the surprise of Heather’s visit, which had led to us staying up too late, catching up and drinking far too much. As far as everyone knew, Heather had gone home early that morning. But I had no idea how long that would remain a tenable story. Not long, I knew, given that my moms regularly talked to Frej on the phone. I could always fake some phone calls with Heather... There was one.