Twelfth Night Twins by KoraKuros

Twelfth Night Twins by KoraKuros

Explore the intriguing and provocative tale of love and lust in 'Twelfth Night Twins.' Dive into a world of mistaken identities and passionate encounters in this adult adaptation inspired by Shakespeare's classic. Discover how desire intertwines with comedy in this bold narrative.<br/>

This is a long slow burn romance between twins, incest, and eventually her best friend joins in. But that will relationship will develop in the second part. It only contains sex between consenting adults over 18. Yes they make passionate love by the end of this part.

I’m posting it as one post even though it has many chapters. Essentially it is a novella but posted here because it is incest driven.

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Author note re spelling and Grammar.

As a young person I was physically abused for my bad writing, read – head bashed against a blackboard, and always punished for my spelling and writing. This fifteen years of torturous experience scared me for life. So if you are a spelling and grammar fanatic who gets frustrated by reading spelling mistakes, do yourself a favour and don’t read further.

Feel free to skip this extended explanation now and go straight to the story.

For the rest of you it was been a long journey of improving so my writing is not too bad now. I loved writing stories but my hand was too slow for my head. So for many decades I stopped writing. I have recently found out I have Orthographic Dyslexia. Which means I can’t easily recognise if a word is spelt right or wrong. Thank goodness for computers.

I know this community has may fine people willing to spell check. But unfortunately that process can also increase my trauma. So I choose to submit as is. Know I have spent a lot of time reading and re reading and checking this story.

For me it’s the story that is the important thing.

It is in Australian English. Unfortunately the US trend in word shortening also adds to my confusion. As a Shakespearean fanatic I also know my writing often has archaic grammar structures and spellings. I am sick of Microsoft insistence that we remove the language’s rich passive tenses from our writing. So enough of me please enjoy.

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Twelfth Night

Looking back it’s been an extraordinary few years. We are backstage taking off our makeup. I have always loved the grease paint, the lights and the applause.

Who knew Shakespeare had a thing for twins in so many of his plays. My sister and I are twins. Some people think we are identical twins, because we look so alike. We both laugh at the stupid ignorance of that. I have a dick and she doesn’t. Derr.

Alexandrina and I are in popular demand by companies that specialise in Shakespearean theatre. This means we are normally in work. But it does mean we have no roots. But as we found out, that has been an advantage.

Over time we have really learnt how to make the bard contemporary and powerful. We have worked with some amazing directors and the avant guard of them have allowed us to challenge the incest underlying implications of some of his scripts.

We are both now twenty five. We were eighteen and a half when things changed between us. Last week Alexandrina challenged me to write our story. Not for publication but for the record, for historical reasons. We perceive we are headed for some fame in these small acting circles.

It’s our hope we will get a gig with the RSC at the Globe. A few directors who have worked for the RSC have hinted they would bring us in for some twin roles when the opportunity came to direct a twin play again.

We both have dark hair, almost black and big brown eyes. Our skin is olive. Now as to form. Alexandra has small breasts, well formed but easy to disguise with binding. Of course I have thinner hips and an Adams Apple. While my voice is obviously deeper. We have both worked on extending our ranges into each others. So on stage it is easy for us to achieve the great switch-er-roo.

I just love big brown eyes and Alexandrina’s in particular. You can fall right into them. I guess it was a bit like falling in love with my image. Narcissus at the pond. Of course growing up together we loved each other as twin siblings do. Life was always shared.

But we didn’t discover that we loved each other until our Gap year, when we both took on going to a private drama school together. Hell, I didn’t even know Shakespeare’s work outside of doing Hamlet in our senior year, and some solo monologues for speech exams.

We were hoping to get into a drama school at a Uni or even a National Drama School but we had only done some school plays. Granted every opportunity we could we were on a stage. I should say we are Australian. So Shakespeare is not so big there as here. We are in England at the moment.

We were raised in Adelaide, so our Australian accents were close to the British formal English. Yes Australia has regional accents. We also did Trinity College Speech and Drama exams up to grade eight. So proper pronunciation was well trained into us. But our teacher was more about the speech side than the drama side. So we struggled a bit with getting good direction. It was more about public speaking.

But enough background for now. If you have read this to this point I guess you are wondering how it began. Oh and a warning. This is definitely an R rated read. We are lovers and I will actually be descriptive of our love and how we progressed into it. Not because it’s overly kinky. But because it is our Story.

Alexandrina will be writing her own version. So this is my version of our story. But we hope we can put them together sometime. Also we have made had a bit of a twin pact. Not to share our writing with each other until we have finished.

Alexandrina is on the other side of the dressing room as I’m writing this. She is looking at me in the makeup mirror. Giving me those big brown cow eyes. You know the Jersey cow with big eye lashes.

“I’m getting turned on just knowing your writing our story Jake.” Her comment just interrupted my flow. So I guess I’ll just have to do something about it, her horniness that is.

Wow, that was some passionate distraction. It’s the next day. I think I like the idea of putting some contemporary dialogue into this as I go. Yes we love having intimate sex after a performance. It’s not always possible, but we can get away with it in this theatre. We are midway through a season and most of the others actors had already left. We have our own showers and can lock our door. So we can take our time. But how did we get here?

Well it all started with ‘She’s the Man’ the chick flick rom com. I hadn’t seen it but I found out Alexandrina had seen it a number of times. Our drama course was going to do Twelfth Night. The course coordinator actually switched to this play when she realised she had twins joining them for the year. It made sense but not really to me until I did that first night’s homework. We all had to watch ‘She’s the Man’ first and then a few different film versions of Twelfth Night.

So we had a film night. We were in the TV room off the family room. I scored Dad’s recliner which left Alex on the couch. I realise that using her full name Alexandrina was going to mean a lot of typing so I’ll use Alex. It’s our family nickname and abbreviation for her but I love how Alexandrina trips off the tongue. It’s also a five syllable word which is perfect for iambic pentameter. I’m actually Jacob but I only use that as my stage name. It works well on the posters Jacob and Alexandrina Hayes perform…. But I’ve always been Jake.

It was a Tuesday night our first week of College. We had been given the homework the day before. Alex opened up our streaming service. It’s a Netflicks’ film. She scrolled down to her favourites and there it was.

I’m going to include dialogue as I remember it happened. Conversation was an important part of our growing closer. In a way language flirts first. Well at least for us. The rest of our behaviour was typical twin sharing and play acting. Well at least that’s what my ignorant male blindness had always believed.

“So you’ve seen this before Alex?” I noticed she actually blushed.

“Ah yes, it’s sort of a favourite.”

“But you have never watched it with me, that’s odd.”

“Well I first saw it at Stephanie’s and I knew you don’t normally go for Rom Coms.”

“That doesn’t explain why you blushed.” We do read each other very well. We pick up on each others feelings quickly. It’s not a twin spooky connection thing. I think it’s just we know each other so well and are aware of each other and are more aware what the other is doing more than most.

“Well I sort of crushed on Sebastian, just watch the movie you might understand then.”

I didn’t take me long to get into the plot. I have to say Amanda Byrne is hot. She reminded me a bit of Alex. Well the brown eyes. As I found out later, also a bit similar in the tit department. But Alex was a bit smaller in that regard.

Okay I know other people get off a bit on the twin thing. But I couldn’t really see ituntil this movie. Some of our friends said we should try and do a swap one day to see if we can fool anyone. Thinking of it later it was probably Stephanie, who incidentally is Alex’s best friend and who spends quite a bit of time at our place.

So I’m watching the movie and getting turned on by Viola. I actually felt myself stiffen up a bit. It was a bit of a turn on. I noticed Alex was squirming a bit on the couch as well.

I know I was hooked when the love triangles developed and as the confusion of feelings of who loves who, and who was falling in love across gender taboos and boundaries. Wow, if Shakespeare was actually writing what this modern take was doing, he was quite a progressive writer for the Seventeenth Century.

But I think it really spoke to my twin-ness. This was a part of me I loved, but had no expression for. Yet here in the film my feelings were made clear. Perhaps it’s a twin thing and the normal person sees it differently. Not that being a twin is abnormal. But I instantly connected.

It was a fantasy that I could instantly relate to. We had a break for popcorn and drinks. I had a bit of trouble letting down at the toilet. I found out I was more turned on than I thought. Alex was making the popcorn. I would normally sit on the couch to share these with her. But I was a bit embarrassed. I asked her if I could have mine in separate bowls, as I was very comfortable on the recliner.