Subject: The almost twins and the new neighbour chapter two This is my second story on (and it won’t be my last). If you want to read my other story (which is still an ongoing project) you can find it here: https://www.//gay/incest/my-straight-brother/ I want to thank J. for correcting my spelling and grammar (English is not my first language) and for his input in the story. Please consider making a donation to support . fty/ The Almost Twins and the new neighbour — chapter 2 It was 7.25 when their mom yelled that dinner was ready. “Perfect timing!” Tristan thought to himself. He knew that in 5 minutes, Johan would send the clip he shot today. He didn’t really know why he wanted to reveal that he had sucked Johan this way. Maybe he just wanted to seduce Evert before Evert found out? Tristan got nervous. He didn’t know how Evert would react. Would he be mad? Maybe Tristan shouldn’t have played it this way. Maybe he should have told Johan the truth sooner? So many thoughts raced through his mind. He resigned to it; it was too late to do anything about it now anyway. They just started to eat when Evert’s phone buzzed. Tristan’s heart skipped a beat. Evert took out his phone and wanted to see the message, but the stern voice of his mother prevented him. “No phones during dinner time, you know the rules!” Evert was a bad boy, he broke every rule, but he always respected his mother. He knew her struggle. When their deadbeat father left her 16 years ago and more often than not `forgot’ to pay child support, she had done her best to give her boys a good life. Money was always tight, but she made sure the boys were happy and healthy. She worked two jobs to support them. Evert put his phone away. Tristan was anxious to know how Evert would react. He saw Evert glancing at his phone which he held out of his mum’s view. Suddenly, Tristan felt a kick against his leg. He looked up at Evert, whose eyes shot fire. When their mother went to the kitchen to get the vegetables he hissed to Tristan: “You fucking slut!” Tristan felt all his blood pump to his face. Fuck, Evert must be mad. Evert stood up and Tristan feared that he might hit him, but he surprised Tristan by walking over to him and pushing Tristan’s face into his crotch. “See, that’s your fault, you whore! You made me hard and now you’re going to take care of it after dinner!” Tristan was pleasantly surprised. He looked forward to fooling around some more with his brother. It was clear that the video had made Evert extra horny. Whenever his mother wasn’t looking, he made obscene gestures at Tristan. He put his tongue in his cheek and with his hand he made motion as if he was holding a cock to suck. When their mom went to get dessert, Evert even leaned back on his share, lifted his pelvis so that his crotch was in clear sight of Tristan. It was clear he had an erection. He squeezed it, before he lowered his pants a bit, so his dick sprung free. When his mom entered again, he quickly sat normal again, but Tristan didn’t see him put his dick away. He wondered if Evert was sitting there with his dick out of his pants at the dinner table. Tristan saw the lust in the eyes of his brother. He saw that one hand of Evert was under the table, and from the movement he saw, Evert must have at least been massaging his crotch. Tristan was too curious. He dropped his fork on purpose, so that he would have a reason to look under the table. What he saw there, made his own cock twitch in his pants. His brother was just casually stroking his dick, which was sticking out of his jeans. Tristan admired the nerve his brother had. He knew he was exhibitionist, but to wank at the dinner table while casually talking to his mother. “And how was your history exam today?” He heard his mother ask, while he still was under the table, to get his fork. Tristan wanted to crawl towards his brother, to suck his dick, but he couldn’t stay down forever, if he didn’t want to get his mom suspicious, so he picked up the fork and sat again on his chair across his brother, who had a beaming, shit eating grin on his face and winked to him. Fuck, Evert was toying with him, like a cat toys with a mouse. He toyed with Tristan for his own amusement. “Oh, it went great! Thanks to the help of my genius brother!” He said while he looked Tristan straight in the eye. “I should thank him for his help!” This caused Tristan to turn crimson. He was devoured with lust, knowing his brother sat there, wanking his cock. Tristan was barefoot. He pulled his chair closer to the table (and closer to Evert) and stretched his leg, so that his foot touched Evert’s dick. This surprised Evert, because he stopped talking in mid-sentence. He regained his posture very quickly and kept talking to his mom, while he grabbed Tristan’s foot and rubbed it, while he winked again to his brother. Tristan kept massaging his brother’s cock with his foot. Evert smirked approvingly to Tristan. Meanwhile, he kept leaking precum and Tristan’s foot was coated in cocksnot. When they all finished dinner, Evert quickly put his dick back in his pants and helped clear the table. The boys did the dishes, while their mom would relax in the living room. Tristan was just putting detergent in the water, when Evert grabbed him from behind and started grinding his crotch against Tristan’s ass. “Oh man, you’re so fucked now, dude! You’re a filthy slutty whore! I’m going to pound you so hard and without any mercy!” Evert hissed in Tristan’s ear. This turned Tristan on so much. Evert kept humping his ass aggressively. It seemed as if Evert was both angry and horny. Whatever it was, Tristan loved it. His dick was leaking precum in his pyjama bottoms. Because of all the groping, grinding and humping, it took ages to finish the dishes. When they were done, both boys were so horny that they needed a release. It was Friday night, and the boys knew that their mom would leave any minute to visit one of her friends. Normally, Evert would go out, while Tristan stayed mostly at home. Tonight, however, the plans would be different. Evert wanted to enjoy his brother. After fantasizing about the taboo of incest sex for years, it finally became reality, and he wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. He had let his friends know that he would be staying home. The brothers joined their mom in the living room where she was watching her daily soap opera. They sat next to each other on the couch. Both had sex on their minds. Their hormones wanted to rush upstairs and pleasure each other, but their minds knew it would be suspicious. So, they stayed downstairs. Evert kept casually stroking his bulge. Tristan on the other hand tried to concentrate on anything but Evert, which was hard, because he longed for sex with his brother. But he just felt uncomfortable with his mother nearby. Mom’s soap opera had just ended, when the doorbell rang. Mom sighted. It was clear she was annoyed. Her Friday night ritual was sacred. She would take a bath after her soap ended and then get a drink with her best friend Nadine. A visitor now, would mean she would be late. Reluctantly, she stood up and went to the front door. Evert and Tristan both looked over their shoulder to see who it was. They heard a voice which was not familiar to them. “Hello, good evening. I hope I’m not interrupting.” The deep sounding voice said. “No, no, you’re not.” Mom replied, hiding istanbul travesti her annoyance. “Come in.” Both boys were surprised. Evert was pleasantly surprised to finally see the hot neighbour up close, Tristan because now it sank in that the guy standing in their house had seen him having sex. The neighbour stuck out his hand to mom while he introduced himself: `I am Roman, the new neighbour.” “Nice to meet you Roman, I’m Anita.” His mother replied. She then pointed to the boys. “And this is Evert and Tristan.” Tristan waved awkwardly, but Evert just smirked a shit eating grin. He seductively raised his eyebrows to the new neighbour. He was confident that he could seduce him. Roman nodded to the boys. Damn, they looked even hotter up close. Truth was that Roman has never been this social with his neighbours before. He was friendly and all, but he never went to other neighbours to introduce himself. It was just that he was so intrigued by the boys. “Won’t you sit down? Do you want anything to drink?” Anita showed her most hospitable smile, even though she hoped he would decline, so she could get ready to meet her friends. “No, no, I just came to say hello. And to tell you guys that if you want to use the pool, you’re free to do so.” Roman had an accent, which Anita didn’t recognise. He spoke Dutch clearly, though. She was curious to know but was afraid to ask about it. It might come off as prying. “Summer is coming up.” Roman said, more to the boys than to Anita. “I guess you’ll have plans…” Roman hesitated for a moment. He didn’t want to come off as a creep, but he wanted to make contact with the boys. “…But if you have some free time, I would appreciate it if you guys could show me some hotspots in the neighbourhood. Like a good gym, or places to hangout, or whatever.” Roman felt his heart beating faster. Fuck, he came off as a creep! Why would a guy in his 30’s ask this to teens? Lucky for him, Evert was there to save him. “Yeah, cool, I can show you around town!” he said casually, while he winked and licked his lips suggestively. Roman felt his dick chubbing up in his jeans. He said goodnight before it would be too noticeable. Back home, he immediately took off his clothes and lay himself down on his bed. Man, it was sick, but he was lusting for the boys. Roman hadn’t been into twinks in the past, but he noticed that when he grew older, he started to look more to younger guys. Before he realised it, he had his raging hard boner in his hand and started to wank furiously. He was thinking how hot it could be to fuck around with those twins. Meanwhile, Anita had just left for the evening, and Evert and Tristan had the kingdom to themselves. Her car hadn’t left the driveway for more than 5 seconds, when Evert put his hand in Tristan’s crotch and gave it a good squeeze. “You dirty slut! Sucking my mate!” He chuckled. “Do you think Johan noticed it was you?” “I don’t think so. He didn’t suspect a thing!” Tristan replied. Suddenly, he remembered something Johan had said. “Johan mentioned your porn-portfolio. What’s that?” Evert became very serious. He always had the ambition to become a porn star. The only thought that worried him was how his family would handle it if he did become a porn star. Well, the cat was out of the bag, might as well tell Tristan. “The thing is… I like it when people see me naked….” Evert started to stammer. He hadn’t prepared how to tell anyone. Tristan started laughing: “No shit, captain obvious. That was clear!” Evert continued: “I want to star in porn movies! I want to fuck for the camera.” “Okay. But what is your porn portfolio then?” Tristan persisted. “Because I’m not 18 yet, no company wants to hire me. I thought about getting a fake ID, like Brent Corrigan did, but those things are hard to come by.” “But what does that have to do with a porn portfolio?” Tristan started to get impatient. “I’m getting there!” Evert responded, a bit annoyed. He gave Tristan a playful stomp on his shoulder. It hurt a little, but Tristan didn’t want to come over as a wimp, so he laughed it off and let Evert finish his explanation. “That’s when I came up with making my own porn and publishing it online.” Tristan was too shocked to speak. He sat there, wide-eyed, thinking about what he just heard. He had always suspected that Evert was a bit of an exhibitionist, but still, this came as a surprise. He didn’t know what to think of it all. On the one hand, he didn’t like it, but on the other hand, his dirty mind found it a bit of a turn on. “Well… say something!” Evert suddenly blurted out. He was nervous as hell. He always pretended to be the bad boy who didn’t care, but the truth was, that he cared a lot about his family. He would be heartbroken if Tristan would reject him. Tristan was smart enough to not share his negative opinion on the matter. But he still had so many questions. “But where do you publish it then? Don’t they do an age check?” Evert smiled nervously. “The site is managed by one of my clients.” He looked away from Tristan. He didn’t want to see his reaction. “Client? What do you mean, client?” Tristan asked nervously. He didn’t know if he wanted to know the answer. Evert stayed silent. It was the first time in years that Tristan saw his brother this nervous. Most of the time he was cocky. “Evert?” “Yeah, I’m an escort too.” He blurted out before he could change his mind about coming clean to Tristan. Tristan didn’t know how to respond to this. Porn stars were exciting and all, unless they were your brother. Tristan looked straight in his brothers’ eyes. It was the first time he saw him this vulnerable. He needed to reassure him. But neither of the brothers were good communicators when it came to feelings and emotions. So, Tristan just responded with a dry: “Cool.” Evert’s face lit up. He was glad he told Tristan and that he didn’t freak out about it. “Do you wanna see my porn portfolio?” Evert was excited, like a kid who wanted to show his toys. Tristan did his best to hide his mixed emotions and nodded. And if he was completely honest, he did want to see his brother in action. The brothers headed upstairs. Evert sat down at his desk, behind his laptop, while Tristan scooted his chair right behind him. Evert logged on a site, and suddenly, the screen was filled with thumbnails of his brother. There was Evert ridding a dildo, Evert sucking, what Tristan guessed, Johan’s dick, Evert being fucked by someone, Evert fucking some ass, but also many solo videos. Tristan couldn’t wait to see the videos. It may be sick, but he was way to horny now to think about that. Unconsciously, he had started to touch his dick. He was gently playing with it. “Hey, stop touching your dick while watching my porn, dude! That’s sick!” Evert suddenly lashed out. Tristan was startled, and immediately let go of his dick. Evert laughed maniacally. “I’m just messing with you, bro!” He gave Tristan another stomp at his shoulder. “but seriously, you should let me take care of your needs…” He said while he winked. Evert clicked on one of the videos which started playing. It was a solo video. Evert looked straight in the camera while he lit up a cigarette. He winked in the camera and leaned back. His torso was naked, but he had his sweatpants on. He started to massage his bulge, while the real live Evert was massaging Tristan’s kadıköy travesti bulge. “We’ll be more comfortable on the bed…” he said with his most seductive voice. He gave Tristan a quick peck on the lips, while he stood up. He unplugged the laptop and took it with him to his bed. Tristan followed his brother and sat beside him. He was horny as hell. He still felt the burning sensation in his ass from the fuck he received this afternoon. He knew he wanted more, but he didn’t dare to propose it. As soon as they were installed on the bed, Evert handed Tristan the laptop and simply said: “choose!” Tristan browsed to the videos. There were more than 100. He finally chose one where Evert was sucking a dick. He clicked on it and there was Evert, still fully clothed. He started to strip sensually. The camera was then placed down, and another man enters the frame. You couldn’t see the face, though. The guy was wearing sportswear. The other guy put his hand on Evert’s bare chest and pushed him gently, yet forcefully down. Evert was now only wearing his boxer shorts at that point. The guy put one hand behind Everts head and pushed his face into his crotch. Evert started to lick the anonymous guy’s crotch. He became more aggressive however and started to bite gently on the outlined dick in the guy’s sweatpants. To the approval of the anonymous guy, who started to groan. Tristan was so turned on by the video. His dick poked out of his pyjama pants. Suddenly he felt Evert’s fingers browsing over his pissslit. Tristan moaned in ecstasy. He looked at Evert who just put his fingers, wet with Tristan’s precum in his mouth. “I can taste you like it!” He joked. It was true, Tristan liked the video. “Who was that guy?” He enquired. “One of my clients. He’s older, about 45 — 50, I would guess. But he’s a great fucker.” Evert said casually. “I probably would even do him, if he didn’t pay me.” This brought about so many questions Tristan wanted to ask Evert, but that had to wait until later. Right now, he was so hot, he just wanted sex. It was as if Evert had read Tristan’s mind, because the next moment, he laid back on the bed, with his knees against his shoulder. Because he wore his jeans very low, his boxer briefs were completely exposed. With one smooth move, he pulled his boxer briefs down, while he said: “Wanna fuck?” Tristan looked at his brother, who laid there, completely ready to be entered. He didn’t have to think twice. He pulled down his pyjama pants and pulled his shirt off, so that he was naked. He went over to his brother who was already busy fingering his own hole with a generous amount of lube. Tristan put his cockhead against his brother’s hole. Because it was so lubed up, his dick slit right in. “Yeah, bro, that’s it, fuck my hole!” Evert groaned. Tristan, who was still rather inexperienced wanted to talk dirty back, but he thought too long about what to say, so the moment passed, and he just kept pumping his brother’s ass. While pounded Evert’s ass, he looked straight into his eyes. They were encouraging him to keep it up. “Oh man, you’re a good fucker! Natural born fucker!” Evert encouraged his brother. Tristan felt his brother’s ass clinging to his dick. This was so much hotter than wanking. While they were fucking, they kept glancing at the computer screen, where Evert was also getting a pounding from his client. Unconsciously, Tristan matched his fuck pace to one of the guys on the video. Evert was enjoying his fucking. He couldn’t believe his brother was such a great fucker. With every thrust, he grazed against his prostate. He reached over and cupped his brother’s ass. It felt so good to feel the muscles tense with each trust. Suddenly, he felt an impending orgasm building in his balls. And by the way Tristan was furiously fucking him, he knew that his brother would cum soon too. Not wanting to cum yet, he suddenly pushed Tristan off. Tristan didn’t know what he had done wrong, but it must be something, because why else would Evert push him away. When Evert saw the look on Tristan’s face, he leaned in and gave his brother a long kiss. As if he had read his mind, he explained: “You were great bro, but it’s Friday, we have no other plans. I don’t want it to be over too soon.” While he said that, he stripped naked. “Come, suck my dick!” He ordered while he gripped his hard cock. Tristan did as he was told and took the big dick in his mouth. He couldn’t believe that this morning he never had sucked dick and now, it felt as if he had done so his whole life. It just felt natural. While he sucked, he tried to go deeper and deeper, but when Evert’s dick reached his throat, he gagged a little. “Don’t worry bro, I couldn’t deepthroat either in the beginning. We’ll work on that.” Evert chuckled. Evert let Tristan suck just up until the point of no return. He then lifted Tristan’s face a bit, so the feeling would go down, and then pushed Tristan back on his cock. He did this several times. He loved to edge. It would make for a great orgasm later. Meanwhile, he wanted to have his face stuffed as well. He turned a little, so they were 69-ing on his bed and took Tristan’s dick in his mouth. It felt so good to finally have his brother’s dick in his mouth. He had almost given up hope that it would ever happen. He couldn’t believe how much had changed over the last 24 hours. After years of wanting to try incest, it finally happened. And then there was finally an audience who appreciated his show. Man, that Roman was one hot dude. Evert wondered if Roman would be willing to do more than watch and give a show. He started to imagine how Roman’s dick would taste. Meanwhile Roman tried to fall asleep, but he didn’t succeed. Even though he had just cum, he was still horny. The image of the twins kept creeping around in his mind. It was one thing that they gave him a show this afternoon, but it was a whole other thing to actually fuck with them. Although they were twins, they were not completely the same. The one who was introduced to him as Evert had a more devil-may-care attitude. He seemed to be a cocky bad boy. The other one, Tristan, was probably sweeter, and a bit nerdy. He laid there, tossing in his bed. He had to get up very early tomorrow, but knowing that didn’t help at all to fall asleep. He needed some distraction. He took out his phone to check his Facebook and Twitter feeds. Nothing kept his interest. Maybe some porn would help him relax. He browsed through the online videos he found, but nothing caught his interest. He finally gave in to his desires and walked over to the window that looked into the twins’ bedroom. His hopes were quickly crushed, when he saw no action in the bedroom. The light was on, but he couldn’t see them. He walked back to his bed. When he laid there, he opened google and typed: `What’s the legal age of consent in Belgium?’ He was relieved to find out it was the same as in Switzerland; 16. He didn’t know the age of the boys, but he figured they were at least 16. “Stop it!” He yelled to himself. He felt such a creep. They wouldn’t be interested in him. They would probably only be into other twinks. It was not that Roman was bad looking. On the contrary, he was quite a hunk and he knew he was desirable, but he never went after twinks, because most twinks were only into other twinks, he figured. He went back to his window, to see bakırköy travesti if he had more luck this time. His heart skipped a beat when he saw movement. Both boys were naked, but he only saw them for a second. They walked out of the room, bare naked and turned out the light. Roman kept staring for a few minutes, to see if they would return, or if he could see them in another room. Shortly after they had left their bedroom, he saw the light go on in the living room, but unfortunately, he couldn’t see anyone. He gave up and went back to his bed, but not before taking his favourite dildo and some lube from the dresser. He laid back on his bed. His dick was semi hard. He squeezed his dick a few times. He took the remote and put on some porn on his big TV. He started to lube up his dildo. He placed it on the bed, and positioned himself, so that the dildo aligned with his ass. Gently, inch per inch, he lowered himself on the dildo. It felt great. He imagined some hot stud fucking him. He enjoyed the porn, where two muscular guys were having wild sex. When the whole dildo was finally in his ass, he started to ride it, while he took his large dick in his hands. He stroked it gently with one hand, while the other hand pulled on his balls. He started to moan. Softly at first, but with the increase of tempo, his moaning became louder and louder. He closed his eyes. At first, he thought about the porn actors, but they dissolved, and now he saw the twin boys. He imagined that he was riding on dick, while the other brother was making out with him. He felt their smooth bodies. He felt the youthful eagerness to get off. He imagined both of them, with him, in his bed. Making out, fucking, groping, sucking. He pinched his nipples and let out a small gasp. The dildo hit his prostate in just the right way. Before he knew it, he was blowing a huge load over his sheets. He sat down, the dildo still deep in his ass. His eyes were still closed. He basked in the glory for a few moments. When he finally was back to reality, he saw the mess he made. “Fuck!” he yelled loudly. He took the sheets down and made his bed with new sheets. He hadn’t hired a cleaning lady or maid yet, so he had to wash them by himself. When his bed was finally made, he laid down in his satin sheets and fell almost immediately to sleep. Tristan was loudly moaning while his brother was rimming his ass. It was Evert who had suggested moving the action downstairs. Evert had told him, he wanted to have sex in every room with him eventually. Tristan didn’t care too much, but if it would please his brother, who was he to say no? Tristan laid on the sofa, his feet on the coffee table, and Evert between his legs, his face buried in Tristan’s ass. While Evert kept rimming him, Tristan played with his dick. Often, he had to stop, because otherwise he would cum. He left the feel of Evert’s tongue in his ass. Evert was skilled. He alternated between licking his trench and penetrating his ass. Tristan took his dick and hit it against Evert’s brow. This made Evert chuckle. He stopped rimming and moved up. First, he took Tristan’s balls in his mouth and played a little with them. He took hold of Tristan’s dick and gently stroked it. He let go of Tristan’s balls. “Wanna fuck or be fucked?” He asked. Tristan thought for a minute. He loved the feeling of his brother ramming his dick in his ass, but it also felt great to feel his dick in that sweet ass. He hesitated for a moment and then replied: “I want to be fucked!” “All right, bro!” Evert approved. He held his hand up to get a high five. Tristan didn’t realise what he was supposed to do and looked sheepishly at his brother. “Come on, nerd! Don’t leave me hanging!” Evert said while he rolled his eyes. Tristan finally understood and slapped his hand. “I want to fuck you on the dinning room table. So, move your butt!” Evert ordered him. Tristan went to the dining room, closely followed by Evert, who slapped his ass. This made Tristan jump a little. When they reached the table, Tristan turned around to ask what he should do know, but before he could speak a word, Evert laid his hand on Tristan’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Lips touched each other, and then parted so their tongues could wrestle each other. While they were making out, their hands grabbed each other. They pulled each other close and started grinding each other. Evert reached for Tristan’s nipple and gave it a squeeze. This caused Tristan to softly whimper. The brothers were sticky from all the precum they had leaked. Their abs and groins were wet. “I so wanna fuck you!” Evert whispered. “Do it!” Tristan responded. Evert didn’t need much more encouragement. He pushed Tristan against the table. He gave Tristan a last kiss, before he pushed him on his back and grabbed his legs. He guided the legs onto his shoulders. He aligned his dick with Tristan’s ass and started pushing in. He was surprised with how easy he could enter his brother. He started to fuck slowly and softly, but as there came no protest from Tristan, he picked up the pace. Tristan started to moan in the same rhythm that Evert was trusting. “I wanna cum!” Evert yelled. Tristan felt the same. He had been edging all evening and he just needed release. “Fill me up, bro!” Tristan encouraged his brother. “Oh, I will, believe me, I will!” Evert smirked. “And you hold on a minute, you’ll have to shoot that sweet boy load in my face!” Tristan was ready to shoot. He had to concentrate to not shoot his load immediately. He stared at Evert, who arched his back and threw his head back, for one final trust. He held his breath for a second while he stayed motionless for a second, and then let out a loud groan. He started pumping harder, while he shot load after load in his brother’s sweet ass. Tristan felt the cum dripping out of his ass. He wanted to cum so bad, but he had promised Evert a load in his face. Evert leaned on his arms and was just panting. After a minute or so, he pulled out of Tristan, and fell to his knees, to lick his own cum from his ass. With his mouth still full of cum, he stood up and took Tristan’s dick in his mouth. He covered his brother’s dick with his cum. He started to suck, but Tristan didn’t need much stimulation. Only a few seconds after Evert took his dick in his mouth, Tristan started shooting. The first few gulps were swallowed by Evert, but then he let go and took Tristan’s dick in his hand. He wanked it hard and aimed for his own face. Ropes of cum landed on him. He took some cum that had landed on his chin with his fingers and brought it to his mouth. He then leaned over and started to kiss Tristan while they swapped the cum back and forward. They made out for a while, until Tristan pushed Evert off. The table wasn’t the most comfortable surface to lay on. Both boys were sweaty. “Wanna take a shower?” Evert suggested. Tristan smiled and complied. They ran upstairs and went in the shower together. It had been ages since they did that. Evert started stroking his dick and Tristan followed suit. Evert was the first to cum and gave Tristan a helping hand afterwards. When both were satisfied, they rinsed all the cum away. Evert put on his loose boxer shorts, while Tristan wore his tight white briefs. They headed downstairs to watch some Netflix. They were sitting next to each other. Suddenly, Evert put his leg between Tristan’s legs, and gently started stroking Tristan’s crotch. Both were loving each other’s touch. They didn’t speak a word and just watched the movie. Then the doorbell rang and broke the blissful intimacy of the boys. Evert stood up and went to the door.