Date: Mon, 4 Apr 2016 11:22:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: a4f101@yahoo.com
Subject: Mr. All-American

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*****

Sure, everybody said he was the better-looking one. Mr. All-American
Football Star, cheerleaders hanging off him all the way through college.
Married to one, an absolute fox herself even though they were both pushing
40. Me, I got the thicker, hairier genes from Dad's side of the family.
More regular features, but I hadn't done too bad myself with the ladies.
I'd never had trouble finding somebody into my guy-next-door looks,
especially backed up with my lineman's muscles, the thick dirty-blond hair
on my big pecs, and a nice, thick uncut cock in my shorts. And nobody loved
that big piece of dick like Mr. All-American.

That was his dirty little secret - the handsome, successful, athletic
suburban family man had an insatiable lust for cock, too, one that I'd been
doing my best to satisfy since we were teenagers. Loved the taste, the
feel, the power of a man's cock, any way he could get it. And the beauty of
being two respectable married suburban bothers was we could always help
each other out. No need to risk going elsewhere to find the cock and the
ass we both loved exploring - we had each other, always had, and it was
just as hot between us as it was 20 years ago, when we lived under the same
roof.

I loved watching Cole service my cock. Nobody else had ever done it so
hungrily, so worshipfully as my big bro. It was still a trip, seeing the
big, handsome fucker slurp his way up and down and around my piece so
expertly, down on his knees in my living room, both of us mostly naked
after a solid hour of making out, feeling each other up, hands and tongues
working each other over with that lust we'd always had for each other. Our
wives and kids gone all day to the outlet mall down in Gaffney, leaving us
the freedom to close the curtains and open each other's shirts, and really
get down.

I trailed my fingers through Cole's hair, growling with pleasure as he
explored every thick, throbbing inch of my big dick with that big wet
tongue of his. He looked up at me with those hungry, grateful blue eyes of
his, even more when I pursed my lips and let a nice thick wad of spit land
on my shaft, to be slurped up and spread around by his agile tongue as he
gave me another lusty moan.

"I caught Connor jacking it the other day," I said huskily, watching his
eyes widen as he sucked me harder, urging me to go on. "All spread out on
his bed, his muscles coming in real nice now, and his dick, bro - he's
gonna be big like his old man."

"Mmmmmmmmmph," Cole moaned around my cock, swallowing me expertly to the
root in one slow, slick slide.

"Yeah bro, you bet," I grinned. "Took his time with that big teen cock of
his, playing with his nips, feeling himself up. Getting off on his jock kid
bod, bro. You remember how that was, right?"

He nodded, and I could tell he'd be grinning in agreement, if his lips
weren't otherwise occupied right now.

"Stood right there outside his bedroom door, bro, watching my own stud kid
jack his big fuckin' cock," I growled, and he sucked on me even harder, if
that was possible. He was such a perv. Him and me both. It was awesome.

"You checkin' your guys out yet, big brother?" I said all husky and heated,
stroking his head as he worked me over. "Bet you can't wait to see those
hunky football-playing boys of yours busting their fuckin' cum, huh?"

He made another moaning sound of agreement, and I smiled even wider,
locking eyes with him.

"Bet you wonder if they think of you while they do it, huh buddy? Just like
I hope my boy's thinking of his own Daddy when he strokes that cum
out. Like you and me used to do, you remember all that?"

Cole moaned again, sliding his big ballplayer paws up and down the thick
muscles of my thighs, feeling me up while he sucked me off. Urging me to
keep dirty-talking him, keep the horny stream of Dad thoughts coming.

"Fuck yeah, Cole," I growled. "One day, maybe you'll get to be naked with
your boys together, all in the same bed, like we did with Dad, huh bro?
Naked and feelin' their hard fuckin' jock bods up, slipping `em your Dad
tongue, while me and my boy do the same thing. All of us together. Maybe we
oughta get that happening, huh big brother?"

Cole was jacking on his big cock even more furiously than his mouth was
working me over. I used my foot to knock his stroking hand off himself,
grabbed a solid hold of his head with my own big hands to slow him down. I
had other ideas for this load, and his too.

"Uh-uh, big brother," I grinned, shaking my head for effect. "Not yet. I'm
gonna fuck that big Daddy load out of ya. Just like I'm gonna fuck the cum
outta my own boy, when the time's right. Like you're gonna do for yours
too, brother. You and me, two daddies fucking the loads out of their own
boys. Side by side."

"Jesus fuckin' christ," Cole hissed as he came up off my cock and grabbed
me, yanking me against him, into a furious, sloppy bros kiss. "Goddamn I
love you, you big hot fucking pervert."

"Just like you, huh brother," I grinned, then fed him some more tongue. We
started pushing each other's shirts off, our last stitches of clothing,
working our way to the sofa. "You and me, two suburban family men... real
family men."

"You got that fuckin' right, little bro," he grinned, then pulled me down
onto the sofa with him, on top of him. "Now get that fuckin' suburban daddy
cock up my tail, and tell me some more about how we're gonna get our hot
fuckin' boys in on this action."

"You always did love our bro schemes," I grunted, before I devoured that
agile, cock-tasting tongue of his and gave him what he wanted in one long,
slow, deep thrust. And then, we got to talking some more.