Date: Sun, 2 May 2010 20:52:49 +0000 From: C M Subject: Behind My Brothers Back 1 'Behind My Brothers Back 1' * * * The following story is a complete work of fiction meant for enjoyment by adults. * * * The headboard crashing into the wall signaled they had changed positions again. The bed springs squeaking, the slap of flesh on flesh, and the animal moans escaping clenched teeth sounded loud enough to be in the room with me. I'm still surprised the neighbors haven't called the cops hours ago. A sharp yelp caught me by surprise and I reflexively opened my eyes a few seconds before adjusting my position in bed and closing them again. Taking deep breaths I tried to relax. More minutes passed and the tempo continued to climb. My brother was trying to keep his noise down while fighting to suck in deep breaths. The man taking him from behind was determined to make him beg. And he always gets what he wants... "Please, baby...ugh...not so deep..." my brother's voice was barely audible over the noise of being mauled. The sounds of mating only increased. Jay's animal grunting was now even more pronounced. I could picture Jay's smile as he no doubt gripped my brother's hips tighter and put every ounce of his gym muscles to work nailing my bro. "Ugh...Chris is...going...to hear..." The protest growing muffled as my bro's face got buried in a pillow. Whether he choose to muffle a scream from a vicious, balls deep thrust or Jay forced his head there I couldn't tell. I wouldn't be surprised if it was both. I imagine my bro's ass had to be pretty sore. Again, I tried to adjust my position. My room seemed to be getting hotter. I turned the pillow over to feel the cool side on my skin and threw off the light blanket that was tangled around one of my legs. I was debating getting out of bed and going down the hall to turn down the thermostat. I doubt they would have heard my door open at this stage with as much noise as they were making but I would have had to stop what I was doing. And right now I was feeling too good to stop. I moved my left hand to tease my right nipple. Feeling the tight muscles of my chest flexing and releasing were adding to my excitement. After a few twists and a pinch the nipple quickly stood at attention. Quickly I pause to lick the tip of my middle finger and go back to lightly teasing the point. The explosion of sensation makes my breathing more ragged and I nearly lose the rhythm I have going with my other hand. The tit action automatically triggers my ass to tighten around the rubber toy I am pumping in me with my right hand. At first I was trying to match the pace of the fucking in the other room but my ass is too tight to let the seven inch, jelly toy move easily. The angle and the pressure of my squeezing muscles drive the bulbous head straight over my butt-nut. I have to move my left hand away from my chest after only a few minutes to keep from cumming too soon. I know even after cumming three times tonight Jay still has plenty of staying power left. Close to ten minutes later I hear my bro reach another orgasm which seems to last a few minutes. Jay keeps pounding the entire time. Then there is a very short break while Jay had to be forcing my brother into a new position and slams his dick right back in. I can't be sure which position but I know they are still on the bed. I decide to change up my position too. I move onto my left side and bring my right knee to my chest. My hole is more exposed and the toy begins to move a little easier. I am now taking 5 inches. I also get to see myself in the dresser mirror a few feet from my bed. By now my eyes are well adjusted to darkness. I can make out the curves of my smooth body as I continue to abuse myself. My eye roams from the ridges of my abs, to my well formed legs, and then back up to my developing pecs that were starting to match the muscles of my older brother. Even at eighteen years old I lack most of his body hair, though. The thin happy trail and dark blond pubic patch is really the only noticeable hair. I continued to watch myself another five minutes or so while I listened to the action. I started to pick up the tell tale signs that it is now Jay's turn to cum. I can just barely make out my bro quietly urging him on. He sounds exhausted. That is to be expected with the number of times he has cum already. Jay seems to really get off on fucking someone long after they have been drained. I am tempted to speed up my self-fucking but I know better. "You fucking bitch!" Jay is half growling and half screaming, "Take my fucking load!" The rest is a series of roars and grunts. A few heavy, final jabs could be heard and the sounds from my brother's room die down. The heavy breathing and the smacking of lips seems a whisper in comparison. For the next few minutes I can barely hear them talk. I can't make out the words but from the sound of my bro's voice he is almost out for the night. Another few minutes and some more kissing later the house finally becomes completely quiet. My heart starts to beat even faster and my untouched eighteen year old erection throbs even harder. My hole seems to tighten on its own and I shift back to my earlier position on my back. I can hear the door to my brother's room open and close quietly. I now alter the angle of penetration of my toy to hit new spots with each few strokes. I have added another inch to how far I am jabbing it in. I try to control my breathing and soft moaning so I can still hear the house. The sound of a heavy stream of piss hitting the toilet bowl sends another jolt to my dick and my ass clamps vice tight. I try to carefully pull the toy out to quickly reapply the lube on the nightstand. Wasting no time I pop half the toy back in a start rotating in a widening circle. Over the sound of my frantic breathing I hear the sound of pissing taper off and stop but no flush. The door opening and closing quietly is now my own. Short black hair, a chiseled face, and bright blue-green eyes make him hard to resist. He has a very masculine jaw with a hint of boy next door baby face. Maybe only five years older than me. But were you to see him in a pair of shorts at the gym you probably wouldn't be able to look up at his face. Every muscle on his 5'9" frame was well developed and made him look like a prized pit bull. But now, in my room and completely naked, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and a beer can thick cock quickly inflating to its full 8" I couldn't take all of the rest of him in. Covered in veins and uniformly thick it matched the rest of his body. Even in the dark room I could see it pulse to his rapid heartbeat and looking slightly shiny in the little light of the room. And just like I couldn't take my eyes off his dick he couldn't stop looking at my ass. His eyes stayed focused on my ass as my legs bent back so my knees went to my chest. They never left my ass as he climbed on the bed. A whimper escaped my mouth at the heat of his body. And without saying a word he covered my mouth with his large hand and push down on my chest with the other. His dick had no problem finding my hole on its own and as the plum sized head touches my hole I quickly yank the toy out. Both my hands shoot up and try to push back a bit on his stomach as he breaches my ring but he is too strong. I could tell his cum and my bro's ass juice still hadn't completely dried yet. His eyes finally locked on mine as I sucked in a deep breath through my nose and my eyes bulged. I knew he was going to bottom out on his first thrust. Just like I knew my brother was so wore out he would sleep through anything. And just like I knew Jay's fourth round of the night was his longest and roughest... * * * The sunlight hitting my eyes woke me up early that morning. I checked the time on the nearby clock and groaned. This was way too early to be awake on a Saturday. Too awake to go back to sleep I tried to stumble out of bed and nearly groaned out loud again. Nearly every muscle in my body was sore. Sitting upright reminded me which muscle was the sorest. My ass was throbbing. Still naked I slowly got out of bed and made my way down to the bathroom. As I stood in front of the toilet I finally look down at myself. The first thing that caught my eye was the amount a dried cum on my flat stomach. My happy trail was completely matted down. Past that was the angry red of my young cock. Raw and sore from its repeated abuse the night before I doubt I could possibly cum again anytime soon even at my young age. As I relaxed the muscles to drain my bladder my ass lips loosened enough to let out a very wet snail-trail. I could feel a train of slime dripping down my leg and the smell of cum became overwhelming. As soon as the last drop was shaken off my dick it actually began to harden. `What the hell,' I thought, `if I go gently I can probably rub another off in the shower.' The shower went quickly. The sore ache in my ass only helped me climax faster. The cum was quick to wash off my body and hair. Heading back to my room I quickly dressed in white briefs and a wife beater. I opened all the windows to help with the smell and changed the sheets to the bed. The smells threatened to give me another hard on but it stayed contained. After everything was put back in relative order and any obvious evidence of the previous nights adventure were cleaned up I made my way to our apartment's small kitchen for breakfast. On the way I had to pass my brother's bedroom. The door was ajar. I normally respect my brother's privacy but thought a peek wouldn't hurt. Sticking my head in I wasn't surprised to see the room practically destroyed. Everything was in disarray. I noticed numerous stains on the bed, walls, and the dresser. Some of them didn't look completely dry yet and I was tempted to have a taste. I knew Jay's taste well but never tasted anything of my own brother. Part of me was disgusted by the thought for a half second but I couldn't let good cum go to waste. After staring at a large patch a few seconds I got a hold of myself and finally decided a real breakfast was in order and reluctantly left the room and tasty looking load alone. I am sure my bro will get around to cleaning the mess himself, one way or another. The house was deserted. Bro sometimes went to work for a half day to catch up on busy weeks. He would probably be home some time after noon. Jay could be anywhere. He usually spent the days with his friends but I am sure he would be back tonight to plant some seed. I quickly got some food together and crashed in front of the TV. Nothing good was on and my mind couldn't help but wander back to everything leading up to this point... * * * I know I love my brother, Ric, even though we didn't have have a lot of the same interests. Even though we felt more like roommate than family I felt like an inconvenient guest at first. I know he dated a few guys but tried to keep my exposure to it to a minimum. I had met a few of them on occasion and once in a very blue moon I would hear the sounds of sex but I wanted Ric to be happy and never made mention of it. I didn't want him to think he couldn't be himself in his own house. And deep down the sounds turned me on, even if it was two guys, even if one was my brother. Almost as soon as I started School again I started to mess around with some guys from school but didn't think that made me gay. I even managed to get my dick wet in some pussy twice. I figured I would take my time and see what I liked and disliked but I hadn't discussed it with my brother. It seems like so long ago but only a few months ago he brought home Jay. Ric had come home late from the bar. It was a school night and I should have been in bed already. He was surprised to see me watching TV, just in a ratty pair of boxer-briefs. Something about the uncomfortable and embarrassed way he introduced me to Jay made me think that maybe this was just some one night stand he wanted to get in and out of quick. Jay on the other hand didn't look uncomfortable or embarrassed. He looked cocky and sure of himself and something about the way he looked at me sent a shiver down my spine. The last time I saw him before he and bro retreated to the bedroom he gave me a wink and shot me a killer smile that made me blush. I quickly scrambled into my room and got fully naked on my bed and waited to find out if I could hear anything. Now as I said I have heard my big brother have sex in the house before. Nothing prepared me for what I heard that night. The nonstop moaning, groaning, screaming, and banging were unreal. I spent two hours staring wide eyed at the ceiling in my bedroom listening to sex -- real sex. My dick was rock hard but I was too shocked to actually touch it. I was practically afraid to breathe. It sounded like he dragged my brother out into the living room near the end, I could hear my brother quietly urging him not to. Judging from the sounds my bro was making Jay was all top. I am pretty sure my bro usually liked to flip-flop with his 'dates.' I finally slipped into sleep to the sound of my big bro begging for a break. The next morning I had made my way to the kitchen half dressed to catch a quick breakfast before school. I could hear two people talking quietly and as I turn the corner to the kitchen I saw my Ric and Jay standing on the other side of the island in the middle of the kitchen. They saw me immediately and took a half step apart from each other and looked at me with guilty eyes, at least my brother did. Both were in just boxers. Both tried to flash me innocent smiles but something about Jay's wasn't so innocent. I had seen my brother stripped down before. My family was not modest about nudity. But this would be the first time I really looked at him as a sexual being. At 6'2 and about 190 pounds of very lean muscle he was a bit taller and in better shape but we looked very similar. I couldn't stop myself from raking my eyes over him quickly. The tattoos he had on his thigh, calf, chest, and shoulder really made his body pop. But again, I had seen it all. Jay, on the other hand was completely new. He was almost posing for me. I guess he was use to people ogling his body. I was trying not to be obvious about it as my brother gave us a short reintroduction. Bro had already made breakfast so I sat down at the nearby table to eat. After some idle chit-chat he mentioned he needed to start getting ready for a short day at work and needed to get ready. Jay said he would finish the last few pieces and would be there in a sec. As soon as Ric had left the room Jay's eyes were on me. He stared at each other in silence while we both listened to my bro's footsteps fade down the hall. When we heard him reach the last step Jay moved in. Coming around the counter he positioned himself completely in front of me never breaking eye contact. "Hope we didn't keep you up too long last night." His hands moved to the mound in his boxers and made an exaggerated show of idly scratching his nuts. I couldn't resist the reflex to follow his hand for a split second. All I could do was shrug and not gulp too loud. It was certainly a big mound. But I should have expected that judging from all the noise the night before. "Your brother is a nice guy and we really enjoyed each other last night." Now his hands were just cupping his crotch. From the corner of my vision it looked like the mound might have been moving, expanding. "Can't help myself when something so tight is put in front of me." He adjusted the mound again and it was clear that the fly of his boxers was now gaping open. He took two slow steps and was now a foot away from me. The sudden invasion almost made me jump. My sitting and his standing meant I had to look up to meet his eye. The intense look in his eyes made my breath catch in my throat. After holding my gaze almost a full minutes he whispered, "Actually, put something tight in front of me and I do help myself." His hands released his crotch and a quick glance down confirmed that he was nearly fully erect. My eyes widened and I almost gasped but no sound came out. I was simply in too much shock. At this point I didn't worry about trying not to look. It was obvious he wanted me to and equally obvious I wanted to. One of his hands started to move back towards his crotch and fear like nothing else gripped me. I was afraid he would take it out of view before I could find out what it was about but all he did was cup and lift his nuts a bit. This caused more of his junk to be visible through the gaping fly of his boxers. I could see the thick base of his dick surrounded by buzzed down pubes. The outline of his straining shaft pointing along the right side of crotch, ready to tear out of the boxers. My eyes started to follow up along it's length to the head but my eyes suddenly lost focus. It took me a second to realize why -- a very intoxicating smell. I loudly took a deep breath to capture more of it. My eyes popped open and up to Jay when it hit me what I was smelling. That was the smell of Jay and Ric's sex. Jay's shit-eating grin only confirmed it. And just like that, without saying a word, he turned around and strolled out the kitchen. I wasn't sure if I was relieved or sad. I sat there in a daze, ignoring my own raging hard on. After collecting myself somewhat I quietly made my way towards my room. My bro's bedroom door was closed and I could hear loud slurping sounds and some light moaning. Ric was finishing what I had wanted to start. My dick was becoming painfully hard. Once secure in my room I leaned against the door and whipped out my dick. It couldn't have taken more than 3 minutes to blast my load in my hand which I of course caught in my hand and licked up. I may not have picked a sexual identity but I knew I was a firm believer in saving the world through recycling. My dick was just starting to drop when I realized I could still make out the slurping sounds from my room. Instantly I sprung another boner and finished it off just as fast as the first. Their session almost made me late for school that day. And once at school I was barely able to focus. When I got home later that day nothing was said about Jay. Ric seemed in a great mood albeit he was walking a little funny. I kept springing wood, more than usual for an eighteen year old, throughout the day so made frequent trips to my room. Other than that things were pretty normal. I didn't have to wait long for things to heat up again. It was late one afternoon on the weekend when the doorbell rang. I moved the laptop off my lap and started to get off the bed when I heard my bro say he would get it. It was Jay stopping by. I could just barely make out what was being said but my brother had obviously not been expecting him but non the less seemed happy he dropped by. I made sure to keep my cool and went back to typing while trying to ease drop through the open door. For the most part all I heard was my normally really calm and collected brother stammering. Stammering that was quickly cut off with a quiet but definitive, "Your room, now," from Jay. My brother hesitated as he thought about the best way to handle it. Apparently the half a second was too long. The very loud sound of a zipper going down could be heard just side the front door. "...or right here," Jay's voice got a little lower, and deeper. "Um, yeah, my room sounds good, Jay," said my brother quickly moving things somewhere more private so I wouldn't be witness. I heard them both shuffle into my brother's room. I wasted no time in jumping off the bed and quietly making my way to my door. About the time my toe reached the door frame I could make out the muffled slurping sounds. My dick rose to full mast almost instantly. I recognized that sound anywhere. Hell, I was making them earlier in the week when my lab partner, Josh, had my head in his hands while he skull fucked the daylights out of me at his place. I suppose the apple didn't fall far from the tree but it was still hard to picture my big, masculine brother as so submissive to a guy. I am pretty sure he was more the dominate one with his other dates. I was standing just inside my open door with my dick in my hand trying not to cum too quickly. There was no question when Jay was losing his load in my bro's mouth. I lost it with him, only against my cupped hand. It seemed to go on forever but was only a few seconds. While I was licking the creamy goodness from my hand my brother's door flew open. I ducked further into my room in case he walked by on his way to the bathroom. I could hear two things, very clearly before he made it out the front door: a zipper going up and, "see you soon, Chris." Variations of that story would continue for about a month and a half. Every few days Jay would stop by, usually unannounced, and he and Ric would go to his room for a hot session. Sometimes it was just a quick BJ and then Jay was flying out the house to hang with his buddies. Other times it was a full on fuck that lasted most of the night. Ric never talked about it with me. They didn't leave the house to go out together. And Jay usually didn't spend the night. For the most part I was ignored by both of them when they were within proximity to each other. Which worked out OK for my buddy Josh since all the sex going on near me at home got me extra worked up and I would let him use me however he wanted, though sadly he just wanted oral. At around two months after their first hookup Ric sat me down to tell me they decided to officially start dating and wanted to make sure I was OK with Jay spending more time around with us. I told him all I wanted was for him to be happy and that it didn't bother me. In my mind all I could thing about was the weird encounter in the kitchen that first morning. I secretly hoped I would get another chance for a repeat situation but I also burned with shame at the though of playing with my brother's boyfriend. So now Jay would spend the night and I would jack off to their animal-like rutting. Ric always looked extra tired in the morning but damn was he more cheerful. Jay walked around everywhere half naked like the cock of the block. And my dick was getting raw from all my jerking off. My buddy Josh wasn't a big fan of sucking dick and the last thing I needed was more hand-jobs. I came home from school to find Ric and Jay home already and they had a friend with them. His name was Sean and he seemed like a cool dude. Like Jay he was not tall but very wide. He was wearing gym shorts and a sleeveless muscle shirt that showed enough to know he was prob built more than even Jay. His hair was dirty blond but buzzed down low on his head and he had an amazing pair of hazel eyes. He was always smiling, the innocent baby-faced smile of his and it was impossible not to like him right away. I was liking him a lot and had to try not to stare. At one point we were all in the kitchen shooting the shit and he turned away from me a second to grab something off one of the counters and I got to see the most amazing ass on a dude. I couldn't believe this dude was so hot. He was as hot as Jay and then I immediately began to wonder if all of Jay's friends were as hot as him. My erection, which I was up till then doing a good job of hiding, began to pulse in overtime at the naughty thoughts involving the possibilities. At one point Jay said he wanted to talk to bro about something or other so they excused themselves to elsewhere in the apartment. I was barely paying attention to them with Sean so close to me. With just the two of us left in the kitchen he seemed even more charming. We talked about nothing in particular but I remember most of it was about our respective work out regiments. At one point he pulled up his gym shorts to show off his legs and another he lift his shirt to show me his chest. He was flawless and it took everything I had not to drool. As we chatted his smiles just got a little bit bigger and the glint in his eye a little brighter. It took me a moment to realize that the sounds of sex had started up from the direction of my brother's room. So lost in our conversation I had completely not noticed that Jay and Ric were doing their usual MO with guests in the house. I immediately turned bright red and started to stutter mid sentence. Sean now had a shit-eating grin as he completely went on with the conversation like nothing was going on in the house. He quickly directed the conversation to my body and it was my turn to show off my progress. Only prob was I couldn't move from my position near the counter or he would see my obvious erection. I tried to keep the conversation focused on my upper body and just lifted my shirt. As I was lifting it up he wasted no time in coming around the bend in the counter for a closer look. I turned a bit and pressed my front into the counter so he wouldn't see it. I was about to let go of my shirt so it would fall over me again when he not only stopped me but lifted it off me. "Very nice, Chris, especially for someone your age," he said approvingly. I was now blushing all over my body. Part of it was from the sex sounds, part of it from him being so close to me while I had an erection. He stood directly behind me and put a hand on the middle of my back and applied a little bit of pressure causing me to lean forward just a little bit over the counter. I was now looking over my shoulder at him, completely flushed. "And your lower body is even more amazing," he continued. "Well, um, I...," was at a lost for words. Those couple of finger tips of his still on my back felt like the sun was touching me. "Shh, it's OK, buddy," he soothed. "Relax, little guy, let me look." I simply nodded my head and turned back around and faced the wall. I felt his fingers travel lower and my erection swelled even more. I was worried I might cut the marble counter tops with it. Both his hands made it to my waist and very quickly undid and pulled down my jeans, leaving me standing there in my jock (loved the way they look and feel so wore them a lot). "Beautiful," was all he got out before his buried his face in the crack of my ass. I lost it. I think I got out one 'oh, god' before I am reduced to a mass of jell-o while his tongue, his big, beautiful, stiff tongue quickly starts spreading the ring of my ass. Another thing Josh has not done for me, I might add. I can't help but think me and that boy are going to have to reevaluate our friendship, and soon. But those thoughts are interrupted when Sean's huge arms come and wrap around my thighs to life my lower body up at a better angel to devour every inch of my ass. My feet come off the floor and now my upper body is completely pressed against the counter. A few items are knocked over, something shatters, neither of us cares. My only care is trying to catch my breathe. Sean's only care is French kissing me backwards. The sound of heaving breathing and slurping is so loud I can no longer hear my bro and Jay across the apartment. For a brief moment panic grips me. But just a moment. They were definitely fucking last I heard and when Jay fucks he goes for the distance. With magic hands he reaches up and pulls my dick out from the side of my jock and lightly fondles my junk. Never gripping it hard cause I think he knew how close I was to losing my load from just this tongue up my ass. I want to reach down and handle my junk too but I need my hands to help keep me steady on the counter. I still can't believe how into eating my butt he is. He was like a starving man. At one point I briefly look back over my shoulder and and can just barely make out his eyes just above my smooth cheeks. They were unfocused and were practically rolling around in his head he was so lost in my butt. Almost as quickly as he started he puts me down and pulls his mouth from my face. A firm grip takes hold of my shoulders and forces me to turn around. I begin to open my mouth, ready to beg him not to stop, but that same big, hard tongue is forced into my mouth. His hands shoot up to my face and he possesses me. I am lightheaded and afraid I might faint but it was like he was breathing for the both of us, sharing breathe. He moves his tongue around in my mouth like nothing I have every felt before and am devastated yet again when he pulls it from my mouth and starts working his lips lower. Moving ever lower he eventually ends up kneeling before me on the kitchen floor. He stares at my erection for just a second then vacuums it into his mouth. If I didn't still have a death grip on the counter I might have collapsed when my knees almost gave way. The sound forced from my chest was inhuman. Had I not been so lost in the moment I would have been embarrassed. I could only image what we would look like to someone who had the misfortune (or was it) to walk in on us. A dressed, muscle-bound, older (well to me) dude working over my teen cock like a complete cock slut. Hell this guys arms were as big as my thighs and those were probably my best developed body part. Just like his work on my ass and my mouth his lips and tongue worked true magic on my dick. With a skill born of natural talent and true love of giving head this man took me around the world. Less than 3 minutes into it I was blasting one of the strongest loads my young balls even made. Every part of my body, except my dick, froze. No sound escaped me because I was holding my breath. Sean, on the other hand moaned his true appreciation. The vibrations only added to my awesome nut. I could feel three very heavy spurts followed by a bunch of small ones. With a final lurch my cock head gave up the last of my nut and I found our lips locked together again. Come to find out he hadn't swallowed all of my offering but kept some to share in our kiss. This time the kisses were soft and tender. When we finally broke apart and I was sure it was safe to release my grip on the counter I started to kneel and move my hands to take off his shorts. He quickly grabbed my hands, pulled me back up, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Not now, beautiful." His eyes still had that charming twinkle. "But...I want you to feel good," I must have sounded like a confused young child. "Later. I am going to jet. Tell the guys I will catch up with them later. And thanks for that load," he added with a grin. And as quick as that he was out the apartment leaving me alone to my thoughts and the sound of thumping against the wall. I felt great from his awesome oral work but was sad I never got to see his junk. Nothing was ever said about that night and no indication was given by Ric or Jay that they knew anything happened. Sean had stopped by again a few weeks later but acted like nothing happened. * * * It was one of the rare instances that my buddy Josh was over at my place. Usually we did our studying somewhere at or near school. We would sometimes take our 'breaks' quickly and quietly in the public bathrooms then get back to hitting the books. Being young and horny most of the time we could take a few breaks in a single study session. He was leaning bask on my bed with his arm up and around his head in just a pair of socks. With no rush and no worry about a public environment I was free to work my magic at my own pace, though I secretly missed his hand guiding the back of my head. I was wearing only my socks and a backwards baseball cap as I knelt between his legs and bobbed on his beautiful cock. Every now and then I would open my eyes and look up at body and face. Josh was taller than me, around 6'1", with almost shaggy black hair. He had a lot of fuzz on his chest, furry legs, and designer scruff on his face always. His dick was a treat. Average length, average thickness, but it was perfectly formed. The plump head was beautiful and I loved the feel of it popping in and out of my throat. Judging by his light moaning I would guess he did too. About half way through the blowjob we heard the front door to the apartment open. I wasn't concerned since my bedroom door was closed but I did slow down what I was doing and we both checked our noises. The little extra trill of my brother being home must have really turned Josh on cause within a few minutes he was blasting the back of my throat with his love. I was to busy burying the head of his cock at just the right part of my mouth to feel the gooey reward and get some of it to drip back on my tongue for taste to realize he had smashed a pillow to his face to keep from making noise. His efforts were all for naught as I couldn't stop myself from moaning my appreciation. As is customary after one of our sessions Josh quickly got up and pulled his clothing back on. I was a little disappointed since I was hoping the privacy of my room would let him get more comfortable with playing around. He mumbled something about heading to the bathroom to freshen up and I simply nodded my head, still swishing a bit of his load in my mouth. While he was gone I lazily put myself together and set up my desk to continue studying. I was skimming over the notes when I noticed he had been gone a bit but I didn't think anything of it. About fifteen to twenty minutes later later he returned to the room and quietly sat down next to me. I glanced up from my notes and screwed up my face in confusion. "Dude, you OK?," my concern was genuine. He looked more sweaty than he had left, his face is completely flushed, and looked dazed. Closer inspection showed his lips looked very red and puffy and his eyes looked a little watery. "Yeah, I am fine, man, lets just get this work done, I need to get some things done," he replied hurriedly. He didn't meet my eyes and his hands were fidgeting. Obviously he was upset about something but I didn't press him. He could be touchy about our fooling around when his dick isn't in my mom and I am cool with that. So we turned back to the books and spent another half hour or so hitting the books before we decided to call it quits. I was hoping he would give some sign that he wanted to fool around again before he left but he quickly gathered his things and headed for the door. As we left my room I noticed my brother was napping on the couch and Jay was sitting on the reclining watching TV with the volume turned low. Josh was trying to hurry out the front door but didn't make it before Jay called out, "it was great to meet you earlier." Josh bolted out the door like a rabbit, without even looking at either Jay or myself, and left me holding the door looking very confused. I slowly turned around to walk my room even more confused while Jay went back to watching his program with a smirk on his lips and an evil glint in his eyes. Josh would end up turning down future invites to my place and we even stopped fooling around altogether. It would be another few months before I would find out why. * * * I came home one day to find Sean sitting on the couch watching TV. The sounds coming from my brother's room told me he and his BF were getting pretty busy. We looked at each other for a few seconds then without a word I headed towards my room and he got up to follow. As soon as I stepped inside of my room his hands shot forward and pushed me face down on my bed. I tried to straighten myself up so I could get more comfortable but he used one of his huge paws to keep me pinned down. With amazing skill he used the other to pull my pants down just under my ass cheeks and wasted no time in burying his face in my ass. Unlike every other time I fooled around in the house I didn't bother holding back and immediately moaned my appreciation and began panting like a bitch in heat. I was almost completely lost in my own little world but I could have sworn that the thumping, groaning, and pounding elsewhere in the apartment got louder. I am sure they heard us and it was like we started feeding into each other. Also unlike last time Sean was going for a new method of attack. He wasn't just lapping at my hole like a thirsty puppy but had started forcing his tongue against pucker. How he managed to make his tongue form such a firm plug I will never know but someone needed to give this man a medal. Or a really good blowjob. "Sean, please, let me work on your cock." My begging was shameless. "No, no, little boy," he pulled his face out of my ass to reply. "You are just going to have to trust me. OK, little buddy?" Without waiting for my reply he jammed his face back into my meaty ass. Who was I to argue with such a persuasive guy? Closing my eyes and relaxing my hole I let me dig his tongue into my ass. I grabbed a pillow and slowly worked it under my crotch to lift my ass higher and settled in for the ride. One of my hands slipped into the front of my jock and I shameless fondled my junk while also listening to the sounds coming from my brother and his boyfriend. The thought of a dick going into my ass made my hole flutter open even more and Sean wasted no time in forcing his tongue further in. Between his oral assault, the music from the guys, and my hand action I felt myself approaching the peak. Something about the way my ass much have clenched gave me away and Sean slapped my ass, hard, and pulled my hand out from inside my shorts. Kissing his way up my back he now held both of my hands at my side. Eventually he made it up so his lips were near my ear and his chest was holding me down against the bed. "Chris," he breathed in my ear, "I want you to feel good." "I feel so good. I want you to feel good too." I was breathless. "Yeah?" "Yeah. Let me suck your dick." "Don't worry about my dick. I just want you to relax and let me take care of you." "Please, I need your dick." My hips started raising, trying to rub my ass against his crotch but he raised his higher so they wouldn't connect. I groaned loud in frustration. "Give -- me- your -- cock!" His chuckle was a bit on the evil side and it sent a shiver down my spine and straight to my ass. One of his fingers made it to my lips and I began to like and suck it like it was a small dick. After they were covered in spit he moved his fingers down to my ass cheeks and spread the saliva on my hole. Then I heard him spit on his hand and felt him apply more spit to my ass. My whole body tensed up like I had been electrocuted. I had played with my ass before with fingers, toys, the occasional vegetable, and one oddly shaped stick of deodorant but never with a real live penis. I had hoped that Josh would eventually warm up to the idea but now he was being distant. All the things I had pushed up there had been geared for Josh's size. "Let me play with your dick." Now that the thought of Sean actually sticking me entered my head I fixated on the fact that I have no idea what kind of equipment he was packing. I struggled against his grip as I tried to reach behind me to his crotch but he didn't yield an inch. "Tell me again," his voice the barest whisper. "Let me play with your dick." "Again" "Let me play with your dick," I was practically yelling. My arms were quickly crossed over my back and held there with one of his hands. I could hear some fumbling with clothing and then some more spiting. "Um, Sean, man, I never..." "Oh, little buddy, I know. Trust me I know. Sweet, young, boypussy is my specialty. Why do you think Jay asked me to stop by." "Wait, what-ugh!" My question was cut off with something the size of a golf ball breaching my anal ring. As I took in a deep breath to let out a scream one of Sean's hands quickly clamped down tight around my mouth. His legs wormed their way between mine and pushed them further apart. There was a half a second pause and a hard hunch and more of his manhood entered me. My yell was muffled by his hand and the sound of the rutting through the wall. My effort to control my breathing was taking just about everything I had and it wasn't enough. Another hard hunch and another inch and I was starting to really panic. I was learning with every inch that his manhood got thicker the closer to the base we got. We were about three inches in and it was already thicker than anything I have shoved up there before. Tears were forming in my eyes. Not just from the intense feeling but from the scary uncertainty of how much thicker it will get. I was gearing up for another yell when I felt him very slowly start to withdrawal his plug of a dick. The relief washed over my body and centered around my throbbing hole. By reflex I began to relax my hole and push out with my muscles to assist the exit. Sean hadn't even pulled back half an inch before he used his enter muscular body to shove several more inches in. I would estimate maybe five very thick inches of his rod was now wedged in tight, still getting thicker, and now putting a LOT of pressure on my love button. I gave up my load. The groaning into his hand wasn't pain but pure pleasure. My eyes rolled up in to the back of my head, my back arches, and my muscles squeezed his dick hard. "Good boy," he cooed in my ear. His body locked up and he held completely still. "That's a good boy. That right there makes me very happy. I want my boy to be very happy." He waited a minute for me to calm down from my nut and nuzzled my ear again. "Is my little buddy doing OK? Nod your head." He hadn't loosened his grip over my mouth. I nodded. "Does my little buddy still want me to feel good?" I nodded again. "Are you sure?" Without thinking I nodded yet again. "Be a good boy for me and try to keep the noise down." And then it began. No warm up, no warnings. He hugged my body real tight to his, clamped his hand tighter over my mouth, and used every ounce of muscle on his body to jab his thick cock in my ass. Both of us were red with the exertion. The smell of sweat and ass was heavy in he air. The bed springs were singing. For a good half hour he used me relentlessly, never slowing down. He was using a good six inches of length in me and I still didn't feel his groin completely against my ass cheeks. I needed a break. I needed a change of position. The constant pressure on my love nut was over stimulation. But I couldn't get a word out. My attempts at communication were being ignored. And another part of me just wanted to see all of him, feel him, taste him. I wanted him to assault my mouth with the same passion he was taking my ass. But I couldn't even get that out. The sounds coming from elsewhere in the apartment were still going strong. The sound of an occasional slap and some command could just be heard. I wondered what they could here from us. As Sean went for his final sprint he started using his entire seven inches. And that last inch was incredibly thick. His speed almost tripled and and sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. My yelling into his palmed increased accordingly. I couldn't believe how hard he was slamming my ass. The pain/pleasure of my ring from being so stretched by the last inch and from my prostate being hammered quickly sent me into my second nut. And my sore and numb ass muscled clenched around his beer can base he made one final slam and growled. The pressure on my mouth and ass was bruising. It was like lava. It actually felt like his seed was burning the walls of my ass. It was as amazing as the fact that I could feel the jets of it coating my insides. The amazement gave way to panic as my head began to get light and it felt like I wasn't getting enough air. I tried to warn Sean but he was still in his happy place. Time seem to slow down as everything turned dark. The last thing I felt before I slipped into complete darkness was Sean finally letting go of my mouth, adjusting his position over me, and his still very hard dick starting to pound me again. He was going for another nut weather I was conscious or not. I woke up sometime later alone in my room. I was still roughly in the same position I passed out in. As I tried to get up several things quickly stood out. First, my ass was incredibly sore. Second, my front was a sticky mess. Third, my entire back was also a sticky mess. I sat up in bed and tried to get my bearings. The entire house seemed quiet and there was no hint of Sean. Slowly getting to my feet I adjusted my clothing to cover myself up again and hobbled to the bathroom. Once inside the bathroom I got undressed and took stock of my body with the hand held mirror and the main bathroom mirror. It looked like I had some light bruising where his iron grip had held me immobile. My lower back was completely covered in dried cum. My hole looked puffy. I eased myself into the shower and spent a lot of time just allowed the hot water to soothe my aches and pains. As my hands made there way to my battered anus my hole relaxed a bit and let out globes of ambrosia on my hands. Without thinking I quickly brought it up to my face and starting licking it up. My dick, which had been sore and soft quickly firmed up to it's full potential. I let out another batch to use as lube as I stroked my dick and let two fingers from my other hand work the sore opening. More of the nut would coat my fingers and drip down my leg to the shower floor as I diddled myself. There was definitely more than just two loads in me. The pain from my hole was delightful and quickly took me to the promised land. I was surprised by the amount of nut I was able to coat the shower curtain with. Sated for the time being I finished taking an actual shower and got out with just a towel wrapped around my waist. Apparently I had left the door unlocked cause there leaning against the sink leering at me was Jay. I froze and immediately blushed. "Hey, Chris, you doing OK? You were out for a bit." "Um, yeah, um," I stammer articulately. "Sean can be a real handful." He was grinning like a Cheshire cat. What Sean had said during my official deflowering had popped back in my head. Seeing the odd look cross my face he continued. "But he is a good buddy. We work good in pairs. He gets things prepped and I go for the kill." "Um, I am not sure what you are talking about." "I saw you." "What?" "After Sean was done blowing his third load in that sweat dick gripper of yours he got up and left. Of course I couldn't help but pop my head in for a peek. Your ass looked amazing all beat up like that. I couldn't stop myself from rubbing one out on your back. You have no idea how close I wanted to jam my dick in there but I wanted you to be completely awake for that. Or between those sweet lips of yours. Hell the thought of using those hot lips of yours like I used that bitch Josh's mouth made me blow all over your back." I was speechless. My head was swimming. "And the best part? Your brother started jamming his hungry ass down on my dick like it was the cure for cancer once he heard you get that nagging cherry popped through the wall. Don't look so surprised. We could all tell you hadn't had a real cock up in that ass yet. Speaking of real cock how did you like Sean's plug of a cock?" A part of me still wanted to deny everything but there was no point. "I came," was all I said. "Yeah he has a nice one on him. Its great for really opening up those tight ones. I am not for beginners. There would definitely be some damage if I tap it first. Well maybe if I started out nice and slow it could work but my dick has something of a temper. Well, maybe I shouldn't ruin the surprise for you. Catch you later buddy." And just like that he turned around and strolled out the bathroom leaving me with my jumbled emotions. * * * It took a few days for my hole to heal. That didn't stop me from shoving something in there every time I jerked off. My orgasms were truly explosive. I stayed in my room a lot to avoid my brother and Jay as much as I could. Judging by the animal like sounds coming from his room I knew they were continuing like normal. Before a week passed since my deflowering my brother had to run some errands leaving just Jay and I in the house. I was sitting in my closed off room minding my own business when my door was opened without a knock. Standing there was Jay dressed in just a pair of nylon gym shorts. This was the first time I had ever saw this much of his muscular body and I couldn't stop myself from obviously looking him up and down. "It's time," was all he said. I agreed completely. * * * End of Part 1. Please let me know what you think. bbuddy2010@live.com Comments and suggestions appreciated.