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Chapter 1: The Truth
Hi, my name is Jonni Love, and this is my story of how I loved my twin brother and how he loved me.
It was the end of my junior year of high school. Everything was perfect. I was 5’ 3”, had C-cup boobs, long wavy brown hair with natural red and blonde highlights, skinny, great legs and a perfect ass. All the boys wanted me, the girls all wanted to be me or be my best friend, and the adults loved me but for me there was only one person. He wanted me, he was my best friend, and we loved each other. His name was Jonathan Love. (Yes, we had the same last name but we weren’t related like everyone assumed… or so we thought.)
Jonathan; or Johnny, looked a lot like me. He had long wavy brown hair also with natural red and blonde highlights that I finally convinced him to cut into the most adorable skater type hair cut ever. He was about 3-4 inches taller than me. He had the perfect build for a guy, not to skinny, not to fat, just perfect. All the girls lusted for him, the guys all were a little gay for him whether they would admit it or not, and adults loved him too, but he was mine, all mine.
We were in love, but we were secretly in love. Even though my parents loved him like he was their own, I wasn’t allowed to date him even though I was allowed to date other boys. But I had never wanted any other guy that wasn’t Johnny. So, on the outside, we were just the best of friends, but on the inside we were madly in love.
As I had said before, everything in my life was perfect, but then disaster fell. Johnny was out driving to come see me. He was going a little bit too fast around a sharp corner and didn’t see the semi-truck until it was too. He swerved off the road and rolled his truck about three times. Thank God that he had just had that roll cage put into his truck.
After his parents, I was the first to know of the accident. I had just put on my PJ’s wondering where the hell he was when I got the call from his parents. I yelled to my parents that I was going to the hospital as I grabbed my truck keys and rushed towards the hospital. We had only planned to sit and watch a movie. How could this have happened?
When I arrived at the hospital, I found him to be in bad shape, according to the doctors. I wanted to see him so bad but the fucking doctors wouldn’t let me see him because ‘I wasn’t family’. I was like a sister, mother, daughter, and girlfriend rolled up all in one. I HAD A RIGHT TO SEE HIM. Finally, Johnny’s parents (which would always be my second set of parents) got the doctors to go screw themselves and let me in. I walked in to see him looking like he was sleeping, but he had cuts and bruises all over the parts that was visible. I started to cry a little bit, it hurt so much to see him like that. I asked the doctor how he was doing.
“Well, truth be told, not so well,” the doctor told me.
“Well… to me it just looks… like he’s well… beat up… anything else?” I asked between sobs.
“I’m not supposed to tell you this but… he’s losing blood fast and we can’t give him any blood. We’re afraid he might not be able to make it.”
I wasn’t sad anymore, I was pissed. “This is a fucking hospital, how the hell don’t you guys have blood to give him? Does he have some rare type of blood that you can only find on the moon?” I yelled.
“Well no, his blood type is AB+ but...”
“That’s my blood type. Here take as much as you need to save him,” I said while rolling up my left sleeve and crying out of madness and sadness.
“It’s not that Jonni. Jonathan has a rare blood disorder that makes it so he can’t receive any blood from a person who doesn’t share the same blood disorder and blood type.”
The doctor had told me what it was called but I forgot what he said. I wasn’t really listening but I knew one thing was for sure. Johnny and I shared the same blood disorder and blood type, I had totally forgotten that when we were around eight we went to the doctor and they had said that we had the same disorder. Now that news could save my beloved Johnny. I was jumping up and down smiling with more tears in my eyes but these were from happiness. The doctor looked at me like I was a nut, so I told him, “I can save him!”
“Really? But how?”
“I have the same blood type and disorder. I can save him!!!!” I held out my exposed arm for them, “Take as much as you need!!”
About 20 minutes later I was laying in the extra bed in Johnny’s room having the room spin around me. They had taken so much blood that I couldn’t think straight, but even though the dizziness clouded my mind I knew that I had done right. I saved the boy I loved with all my heart!! I sat up to see that only Johnny and I were in the room. I saw that it was around eleven at night. Then I heard Johnny’s parents’ voices, they were talking to the doctor about something. I heard my name, and I know it was me because of the way they were using Jonni. They were talking about me.
“Oh, just let Jonni stay in case Johnny wakes up.”
“Sorry Mrs. Love, but we can’t let Jonni stay. She’s not family and it’s against the rules to let her stay her.”
“Why the hell not? They have never been really separated from each other since the day they were born. They are way more than just best friends; they’re part of each other. They would probably be together if it wasn’t for… never mind, but let her stay, if he wakes up then this is when he’ll need her most. I also have a feeling that she’ll need him. It’s final, she’s staying, alright?”
“But...”
“Nope, she’s staying.”
I heard footsteps walking away. I wondered what she meant by ‘They would probably be together if it wasn’t for…’ Oh so you did notice that she said ‘since the day they were born’? Yeah, we were born on the same day. Our moms were the best of friends and they happened to get pregnant at the same time with us. It just so happened that when my mom went to the hospital to be there for Johnny’s birth, she went into labor with me. I was born a couple minutes after him. Our parents thought it’d be funny and cool if we had the same name, so that’s also how we got the same name (even if Johnny’s is really Jonathan, EVERYONE calls him Johnny). We even all lived in the same big old house up on the hill for a long time until Johnny’s dad lost his job and had to move across town to live closer the his new job. Johnny and I still spent almost EVERY second together and we both loved it.
Well I was feeling better so I got up and sat next to Johnny and held his hand. Next thing I know he’s playing with my hair, I must have fallen asleep. I sat straight up and jumped hug him. I was crying when he hugged me, I laid my head on his chest and cried harder as I listened to his heart beat.
“Why are you crying Jonni?”
“Because I am so glad that you are alive.”
“Silly, of course I’d be alive. I couldn’t die, I wouldn’t leave you because I… never mind.”
“No. What were you going to say?”
“I said never mind.”
“Aww… come on, please. Tell me”
He held my face, leaned in and gave me one of the most passionate kisses that he had ever given me. When he pulled away from me he said, “I couldn’t die and leave you because, Jonni, I love you. I love you with all my heart. I couldn’t leave without you knowing that.” I just stared at him for a second. He had just said that he loved me, that was the first time he ever said it!! “It’s ok, Jonni, you don’t have to say it back. I just wanted you to know that I love you even if you don’t share the same feelings for me.”
“No Johnny, I was just shocked and not for the reason you think. You said that you love me. I couldn’t be happier. I was just so shocked that you said it first. Johnny Love, I, Jonni Love, hehehe, love you with all my heart too.”
I leaned up and kissed him so hard but I still wanted more of him. Apparently he wanted more too because he pulled me on top of him and put his hands on my ass. God, he knew how much I loved it when he grabbed my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned farther into the kiss. We stayed like that for a little bit until his hands started moving up under my shirt. I sat up on his lap and pulled my shirt off. He grabbed me and moved me so I was under him.
I loved the feeling of the pressure of him on top of me and he knew it too. He pulled his shirt off and laid down so our chests pressed against each other, since I didn’t put on a bra when I left the house, we didn’t have a stitch of clothing between our chests. He moved down to kiss by breast, god did that feel amazing. I ran my fingers though his hair and let him kiss by breasts for a little bit but I had enough, I needed him fully on top of me again. I arched my pelvis bone so my lower body was pressing against his stomach. He knew what I wanted, so he worked his way back up to my mouth with a bunch of little kisses up my chest and neck.
We started kissing heavily again and he did something new. He started grinding his pelvis into mine, it felt amazing, another thing I loved. Something was totally different about him this time, and damn did I love it and him. I moved my hands down and started unbuttoning his pants. Something was different about me, and I could tell that he loved it about me like I loved it about him. ITo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
Hi, my name is Jonni Love, and this is my story of how I loved my twin brother and how he loved me.
It was the end of my junior year of high school. Everything was perfect. I was 5’ 3”, had C-cup boobs, long wavy brown hair with natural red and blonde highlights, skinny, great legs and a perfect ass. All the boys wanted me, the girls all wanted to be me or be my best friend, and the adults loved me but for me there was only one person. He wanted me, he was my best friend, and we loved each other. His name was Jonathan Love. (Yes, we had the same last name but we weren’t related like everyone assumed… or so we thought.)
Jonathan; or Johnny, looked a lot like me. He had long wavy brown hair also with natural red and blonde highlights that I finally convinced him to cut into the most adorable skater type hair cut ever. He was about 3-4 inches taller than me. He had the perfect build for a guy, not to skinny, not to fat, just perfect. All the girls lusted for him, the guys all were a little gay for him whether they would admit it or not, and adults loved him too, but he was mine, all mine.
We were in love, but we were secretly in love. Even though my parents loved him like he was their own, I wasn’t allowed to date him even though I was allowed to date other boys. But I had never wanted any other guy that wasn’t Johnny. So, on the outside, we were just the best of friends, but on the inside we were madly in love.
As I had said before, everything in my life was perfect, but then disaster fell. Johnny was out driving to come see me. He was going a little bit too fast around a sharp corner and didn’t see the semi-truck until it was too. He swerved off the road and rolled his truck about three times. Thank God that he had just had that roll cage put into his truck.
After his parents, I was the first to know of the accident. I had just put on my PJ’s wondering where the hell he was when I got the call from his parents. I yelled to my parents that I was going to the hospital as I grabbed my truck keys and rushed towards the hospital. We had only planned to sit and watch a movie. How could this have happened?
When I arrived at the hospital, I found him to be in bad shape, according to the doctors. I wanted to see him so bad but the fucking doctors wouldn’t let me see him because ‘I wasn’t family’. I was like a sister, mother, daughter, and girlfriend rolled up all in one. I HAD A RIGHT TO SEE HIM. Finally, Johnny’s parents (which would always be my second set of parents) got the doctors to go screw themselves and let me in. I walked in to see him looking like he was sleeping, but he had cuts and bruises all over the parts that was visible. I started to cry a little bit, it hurt so much to see him like that. I asked the doctor how he was doing.
“Well, truth be told, not so well,” the doctor told me.
“Well… to me it just looks… like he’s well… beat up… anything else?” I asked between sobs.
“I’m not supposed to tell you this but… he’s losing blood fast and we can’t give him any blood. We’re afraid he might not be able to make it.”
I wasn’t sad anymore, I was pissed. “This is a fucking hospital, how the hell don’t you guys have blood to give him? Does he have some rare type of blood that you can only find on the moon?” I yelled.
“Well no, his blood type is AB+ but...”
“That’s my blood type. Here take as much as you need to save him,” I said while rolling up my left sleeve and crying out of madness and sadness.
“It’s not that Jonni. Jonathan has a rare blood disorder that makes it so he can’t receive any blood from a person who doesn’t share the same blood disorder and blood type.”
The doctor had told me what it was called but I forgot what he said. I wasn’t really listening but I knew one thing was for sure. Johnny and I shared the same blood disorder and blood type, I had totally forgotten that when we were around eight we went to the doctor and they had said that we had the same disorder. Now that news could save my beloved Johnny. I was jumping up and down smiling with more tears in my eyes but these were from happiness. The doctor looked at me like I was a nut, so I told him, “I can save him!”
“Really? But how?”
“I have the same blood type and disorder. I can save him!!!!” I held out my exposed arm for them, “Take as much as you need!!”
About 20 minutes later I was laying in the extra bed in Johnny’s room having the room spin around me. They had taken so much blood that I couldn’t think straight, but even though the dizziness clouded my mind I knew that I had done right. I saved the boy I loved with all my heart!! I sat up to see that only Johnny and I were in the room. I saw that it was around eleven at night. Then I heard Johnny’s parents’ voices, they were talking to the doctor about something. I heard my name, and I know it was me because of the way they were using Jonni. They were talking about me.
“Oh, just let Jonni stay in case Johnny wakes up.”
“Sorry Mrs. Love, but we can’t let Jonni stay. She’s not family and it’s against the rules to let her stay her.”
“Why the hell not? They have never been really separated from each other since the day they were born. They are way more than just best friends; they’re part of each other. They would probably be together if it wasn’t for… never mind, but let her stay, if he wakes up then this is when he’ll need her most. I also have a feeling that she’ll need him. It’s final, she’s staying, alright?”
“But...”
“Nope, she’s staying.”
I heard footsteps walking away. I wondered what she meant by ‘They would probably be together if it wasn’t for…’ Oh so you did notice that she said ‘since the day they were born’? Yeah, we were born on the same day. Our moms were the best of friends and they happened to get pregnant at the same time with us. It just so happened that when my mom went to the hospital to be there for Johnny’s birth, she went into labor with me. I was born a couple minutes after him. Our parents thought it’d be funny and cool if we had the same name, so that’s also how we got the same name (even if Johnny’s is really Jonathan, EVERYONE calls him Johnny). We even all lived in the same big old house up on the hill for a long time until Johnny’s dad lost his job and had to move across town to live closer the his new job. Johnny and I still spent almost EVERY second together and we both loved it.
Well I was feeling better so I got up and sat next to Johnny and held his hand. Next thing I know he’s playing with my hair, I must have fallen asleep. I sat straight up and jumped hug him. I was crying when he hugged me, I laid my head on his chest and cried harder as I listened to his heart beat.
“Why are you crying Jonni?”
“Because I am so glad that you are alive.”
“Silly, of course I’d be alive. I couldn’t die, I wouldn’t leave you because I… never mind.”
“No. What were you going to say?”
“I said never mind.”
“Aww… come on, please. Tell me”
He held my face, leaned in and gave me one of the most passionate kisses that he had ever given me. When he pulled away from me he said, “I couldn’t die and leave you because, Jonni, I love you. I love you with all my heart. I couldn’t leave without you knowing that.” I just stared at him for a second. He had just said that he loved me, that was the first time he ever said it!! “It’s ok, Jonni, you don’t have to say it back. I just wanted you to know that I love you even if you don’t share the same feelings for me.”
“No Johnny, I was just shocked and not for the reason you think. You said that you love me. I couldn’t be happier. I was just so shocked that you said it first. Johnny Love, I, Jonni Love, hehehe, love you with all my heart too.”
I leaned up and kissed him so hard but I still wanted more of him. Apparently he wanted more too because he pulled me on top of him and put his hands on my ass. God, he knew how much I loved it when he grabbed my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned farther into the kiss. We stayed like that for a little bit until his hands started moving up under my shirt. I sat up on his lap and pulled my shirt off. He grabbed me and moved me so I was under him.
I loved the feeling of the pressure of him on top of me and he knew it too. He pulled his shirt off and laid down so our chests pressed against each other, since I didn’t put on a bra when I left the house, we didn’t have a stitch of clothing between our chests. He moved down to kiss by breast, god did that feel amazing. I ran my fingers though his hair and let him kiss by breasts for a little bit but I had enough, I needed him fully on top of me again. I arched my pelvis bone so my lower body was pressing against his stomach. He knew what I wanted, so he worked his way back up to my mouth with a bunch of little kisses up my chest and neck.
We started kissing heavily again and he did something new. He started grinding his pelvis into mine, it felt amazing, another thing I loved. Something was totally different about him this time, and damn did I love it and him. I moved my hands down and started unbuttoning his pants. Something was different about me, and I could tell that he loved it about me like I loved it about him. ITo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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