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| "David & Dario" |
So, I've been dreaming up a soap opera about guys with armpit fetishes who live in a small college town named Pits-Burg. The town is known for its many craters created by a large meteor shower centuries ago. Nowadays, the more popular craters are found under the arms of its sexy, male population.
NOTE: You may want to first read PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#2) and PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#5) to catch up with this particular storyline. --- Simply click on the links.
The story continues:
TWINS DAVID & DARIO
There's a frantic knocking at the door to the small apartment overlooking the art gallery. Dario knows his roommate Paco isn't home, so he hurries and slips on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, then quickly combs his hair. He rushes out of his pitch-dark bedroom and straight to the front door.
He ultimately opens the door and is surprised to find a handsome stranger standing at the top of the stairs, looking somewhat shy and embarrassed.
Upon seeing Dario's face the unknown cutie is taken aback, "Whoa, you guys are the spitting image of each other!"
"Oh, you must know my twin," Dario assumes. "We look so identical people always confuse us. However, I'm the one with the beauty mark above the eyebrow and I'm much, much better looking," he teases with a hint of flirtation.
"Forgive me for staring. Hey hi there, my name is Theo Duncan. We've never met, but I'm your brother's new dorm-mate. David informed me you lived here, above the gallery, in case of emergency," the stunningly, handsome young man explains.
[NOTE: Theo was introduced in PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#6).]
"Oh yes, hello Theo! I'm Dario," the twin greets him while shaking hands. "My brother told me you recently transferred to the college and you're going to be on the basketball team. Come right on in."
"Thanks Dario, but I shouldn't. I've had a rather strange morning today, and now I'm afraid I'm about to ruin your Sunday afternoon," he regrettably reports.
"Oh? Why, what's wrong?" the twin inquires.
"Well, David's girlfriend is mad as a hornet," Theo warns.
"His girlfriend!!!???" Dario loudly exclaims.
"Yeah, she wants to talk to you. She came by the dorm looking for David, but he hasn't been there for a couple of days. I told her he did reach out to me on my cell phone to say he was alright. But, it turns out he hasn't been answering her calls," the uneasy visitor discloses. "Since you're his twin she figures you know where he's now hiding. The lady insisted I get in her vehicle and direct her to your apartment. She's pretty pushy and wouldn't take no for an answer, so here we are."
"I see. Where is she?" Dario questions.
"Right now she's trying to find a parking spot, but I thought I'd better run up here real quick and give you the head's up. I'm going to go find a nearby place to get some coffee and chill for the rest of the afternoon. Hey man, I'm sorry," Theo apologizes. He waves as he turns and dashes down the stairs, disappearing into the town square below, populated with local businesses.
Before Dario closes the door he hears the clacking of high-heels coming up the stairs and a familiar angry voice, "Where's your brother!? Is he hiding in your apartment? I deserve to know!"
Dario cringes, "Vanessa!? Wow, what a surprise! I didn't realize you and my brother were dating again."
The gorgeous hellion stops at the doorway and discloses, "He was afraid you wouldn't approve."
"And he was correct. I didn't approve back when he first dated you and I don't approve now," Dario informs her. "As you know, I've never been a fan of yours."
"No need to apologize. I've never been a fan of yours either," the vile vixen retorts. "Now, tell me where is my boyfriend and what craziness has he been up to!?"
Vanessa desperately wants answers and Dario desperately wants to protect his brother. Yet he feels somewhat guilty right now, so he tries not to right out lie to her, regardless of his ill feelings towards her.
She continues, "Your brother went into hiding a few days go. I finally got him to confess that he'd been cooped up in some cheap 'no-tell motel'. After promising I wouldn't show up and bug him, he finally told me the name of the place where he was staying."
"And you showed up anyway," Dario presumes.
"Of course! " she smugly shrugs. "When I arrived I was furious! I asked him point blank if he had been entertaining another woman in his motel room."
"Well, I'm sure he wasn't with another woman," he insists.
(What Dario didn't say was that he knew for a fact there was no other woman, because he was the one who had been entertaining his twin that day.)
"And oh my goodness, his room smelled like sex!" she informed him making a sour face.
"Look Vanessa, David told me he hadn't taken a shower in a couple of days. What you were probably smelling was his overly ripe armpits," he says in an attempt to explain away the suspicious scent.
(What Dario didn't mention was that his brother's body odor was so potent in that tiny motel room, it was impossible to smell anything else. Another secret he kept was that he rather enjoyed the fragrant pungency of his twin's underarms.)
She goes on, "Well, I immediately looked at the unmade bed and noticed there were several hair strands on both motel pillows, as if someone was squirming and writhing around. He boldly encouraged me to inspect the hair strains much closer and I had to admit, they all looked like his."
(Of course the hair strands look similar. Some belonged to his twin, the rest came from Dario's own locks as they both tossed around and rubbed their heads against the pillows trying to control their ecstasy.)
"I was determined to find proof he was cheating on me, so I went through a plastic bag of David's dirty clothes and pulled out a pair of his boxer-briefs. I held them up for scrutiny, and no surprise, I spotted evidence that he had climaxed," she proclaims accusingly.
"And what did my brother have to say about that?" Dario inquires, apprehensive about the answer.
She groans in disgust, "He told me some lame excuse that he was under a lot of stress and just needed to relieve some tension."
(His brother certainly did relieve tension,... over and over again. And so did Dario.)
Vanessa continues, "We argued, because I was sure he was still keeping secrets. I was so mad I finally left. This morning I drove back to the motel, but he's no longer staying there. I tried calling him several times and yet again he wouldn't pick up so, I went to his dormitory. His new dorm-mate said David hadn't been there for days. And long story short,..."
"Too late," Dario quips.
She ignores him and finishes, "After much persuasion, Theo led me here."
He carefully crafts his next question, "Vanessa, if my brother wouldn't tell me about you two dating again, why would he tell me where he was hiding and why?"
"Look Dario, I don't expect any kind of sympathy from you, but I'm hurting and I just don't understand," she tells him with a sympathetic crack in her voice. "Things were going really well between me and David until he became obsessed with trying to get into that stupid college fraternity. Just because mega millionaire Oscar Arco was once a member of that fraternity he thinks he also has to become member. Your brother's totally freaking out."
"Well, as you probably know, David feels it's important to him, because of his future business plans," he reminds her, trying to muster up some patience and empathy for her.
(Dario is tempted to confess, that what's truly freaking out his straight twin is that the new pledges have to lick and suck the armpits of the fraternity brothers. Which is why nervous-natured David thinks it's necessary for his gay brother, to give him a few one on one private lessons.)
"Well, you've been no help. Anyway, if you see that fink of a brother of yours tell him, I'm leaving town for a few weeks. He's not the only one who can disappear," she informs him as she turns to leave. The bitter beauty pauses then looks back to add, "I'd like to say it was a pleasure seeing you again, Dario. But I won't, because that would be a lie."
"Goodbye, Vanessa," Dario smiles, "Hope you remember where you parked your broom." He slams the door and breathes a heavy sigh. His body is shaking with anger and nerves.
The door to Dario's bedroom is opened, but the lights are out. From out of the room's shadows someone cautiously walks out into the living room. "Is she gone?" quietly asks the young man. As he steps into the light it is reveled to be David, wearing nothing but a pair of dark briefs.
"Yes, the she-devil's gone," he informs his relieved twin. "Vanessa told me the two of you got back together. Davy, why in the world did you keep that a secret from me?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't help me with my lessons if you knew I was currently involved. Besides, you two never got along," he confesses. Quickly changing the subject David urges his brother, "Let's go back into your room, Bro. I need some more tutoring." He proceeds to dotingly pull Dario's tee up over his head and tosses it to the floor.
David then grabs the younger twin's hand and leads him back into the dark bedroom. "Come on, the fraternity initiation day is almost here," he reminds him. Dario doesn't answer, he merely follows were he is led. "I soooo appreciate what you're doing for me, Darito. Please don't be mad," he pleads. "I love you forever, dear brother."
Dario dutifully responds, "And I love your forever too, dear brother."
The bedroom door slowly closes.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
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| Models Marcos & Maricio Patriota |
All photos found online. The dynamic duo featured in the pics are Brazilian male model twins, Marcos and Marcio Patriota, whom I've cast in my mind as the brothers in my soapy fantasy parody. --- Wow, the guys are smokin' hot!
I also did a little fantasy casting when it came to the roles of Theo & Vanessa. Pictured are actors Nathan Owens and Camila Banus.
Interested in more naughty, soapy underarm drama? Simply click on the following yellow links to read related stories:
PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#1) , PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#4) and PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#7).
"CLIP" & THE BASKETBALL TEAM
PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#3) and PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#6).
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NOTE: This story is entirely a work of fiction. Any similarity to any persons (living or deceased) is strictly coincidental, and no identification of any kind with any such person is intended or implied.
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