Hi! Okay, I fixed it so the first chapter is no longer in first person :) Woo hoo *sigh* i used to be so lazy!

"So do you feel any different?" George asked his twin brother, Fred, who was laying in his bed across the room.

"Can't say I do this year, Georgie; maybe next year, then." Fred answered. It was April 1st, Fred and George's birthday. Every year, they had the tradition of asking each other if they felt any different than the last year,"Well are you going to answer me?" Fred asked George. George had the feeling that he had just missed something Fred said.

"Sorry, what?" George said apologetically.

"I said do you feel different?"

Truthfully, George did, but it was in a way that he couldn't tell anybody, especially Fred. So he lied and answered, "Nope."

"Well then, we better go to sleep, plenty of presents to test out in the morning!" Fred said and turned off the light.

A few minutes later, George could hear Fred snoring across the room. But all he could do was stare up at the ceiling, thinking. He did feel different. Girls were no longer as attractive to him. George was starting to look at guys like he used to look at girls with Fred. In fact, one of the boys that he caught himself looking at most of the time was Fred. George knew Fred looked exactly like him, so it's like having a crush on himself, but there were actually a lot of differences.

George smiles and thinks of the differences. For example, Fred was taller than him and he has shining blue eyes that twinkle whenever he laughs or smiles. He also has cute little freckles on his nose and cheeks that are the same color as his adorable auburn hair that falls perfectly over his eyes.

George looks over at him. George can't help but notice how cute Fred looks sleeping. Just looking at him led to him getting slightly hard. He hated himself for feeling like that for his own brother, his twin! But he just couldn't help himself! Fred was like a drug to him. George needed him.

From Fred's bed, George hears his brother groan. He gets extremely hard from this. George finally gives in and puts his hand down his pants to jerk off, thinking steamy thoughts about Fred, until he climaxs. George gets up and cleans his bed and hands. When he lies back in bed, he notices that Fred isn't snoring anymore. George looks over to see if his twin is awake but all he sees is Fred's back.

'No, he isn't awake.' he thinks to himself, hoping to dear God that he isn't.

George begins to worry. What if he was awake while George jerked off? Did George say his name any time during? If so, did he hear? Now he was getting a little worried, but he shook it off, deciding worrying wouldn't change anything. George decides to go to sleep and find out in the morning… hoping his dreams will be better.

Xx

George wakes up to find Fred sitting up in his bed, hair messy and eyes drooping with sleepiness; but when he sees that George is awake, a mischievous grin forms on his face and a glint comes to his eyes.

"Mornin' Fred," George says as he rubs his tired eyes.

"Good morning, Georgie!" he says gleefully, "And did we have a nice night?" he asked.

"I guess, nothing special." George says, starting to get suspicious.

"Now tell me if I'm wrong, oh brother of mine, but did you get up last night or was I dreaming?" He asked, still smiling.

"No, I got up to, er, go to the bathroom." George answers. Now he knew Fred knew something.

"Ah, well then, good." He got up from his bed, put his hands behind his back, and strutted to the door. George started sweating, thinking Fred looked so cute teasing him like that. He opened the door and stepped out. Then he froze and turned back to look at George, "You know, Georgie, I don't think we are supposed to give ourselves presents on our birthdays." He said.

George panicked, "What do you mean."

"Oh, nothing. But you know you could at least share." Then he winked at his younger brother and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him and leaving George dumbstruck.