**Chapter 1: The Unwanted Discovery**

Austin's routine was comforting. Every day, he and his twin brother Sawyer would walk home from school together, discussing their plans for the afternoon. But today was different. As they entered their house, Austin's attention was caught by the faint sound of giggling coming from upstairs. Sawyer, oblivious to the noise, continued walking toward the kitchen to grab a snack. Austin, however, felt a growing sense of unease, his mind processing the sound in a different way. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed on the stairs leading up to his brother Colt's room. The giggling grew louder, and Austin's curiosity got the better of him. He took a few cautious steps up the stairs, Sawyer still unaware of what was happening. As Austin reached the top of the stairs, he saw Colt, their identical twin brother, sitting on his bed, his back to them. Austin's eyes widened as he realized what Colt was doing. He froze, unsure of how to react. His mind was racing, trying to process the situation. He felt a wave of discomfort wash over him, and his skin began to prickle. Sawyer, still clueless, walked up the stairs, calling out to Colt, "Hey, Colt, what's up, man?" Austin tried to warn Sawyer, but his voice caught in his throat. He cleared it, trying again, "S-Sawyer, wait." But it was too late. Sawyer entered the room, and his eyes landed on Colt, who was still... masturbating. The room fell silent, with the only sound being Colt's embarrassed gasps. Sawyer's face turned bright red as he quickly turned around, trying to make a hasty exit. "I... I didn't mean to... I'll just... uh... go," he stuttered, backing away from the room. Austin, however, remained frozen in place, unsure of what to do. His eyes were fixed on Colt, who looked like he wanted to disappear. Colt's face was beet red, and he was trying to scramble to cover himself. "Austin, please... just... go," he begged, his voice shaking. But Austin couldn't move. He was stuck, unsure of how to process what he had just seen. He felt a mix of emotions: shock, embarrassment, and a hint of discomfort. The air in the room was thick with tension, and Austin's mind was reeling. He knew he needed to get out of there, but his legs seemed rooted to the spot. Sawyer, still trying to make a quick exit, collided with Austin, causing him to stumble forward. "Come on, Austin, let's go," Sawyer whispered urgently, grabbing his arm and pulling him out of the room. As they reached the top of the stairs, Austin finally found his voice. "We... we need to talk about this," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Sawyer nodded in agreement, still looking flustered. "Yeah, we do." But for now, they just stood there, unsure of what to do next. The silence between them was palpable, and Austin knew that this was just the beginning of a very uncomfortable conversation.