My Dads draft 18
by Jon Hold
Copyright ©2015 by the Author
Jonhold@earthlink.net
Held down by this powerful stud in an escape-proof hold and enfolded in his love, my anger collapsed as I opened my mouth to his invasion. Wrapping both arms around his head, I began whining with instant flaming desire as I began sucking and licking on his penetrating tongue. Arching my loins upwards, my suddenly rampant cock rubbed back and forth against the fullness of his bulging biceps muscle where it crossed my abdomen. I was suddenly frantic to have even closer contact with the mass of muscle and bone that covered me. To reach inside of this person and to have them reach inside of me. To become what could be. As my mouth worked on the swollen tongue invading my mouth, so did my arms begin wandering the form that I craved so much. Gently and subtlety prodding and pushing, moving him around to were my legs could pull his body in line with mine until his escaping arm allowed his thrusting body to drop on top of mine. Trapping his softly tumescent manhood between our bellies, covering and caressing my smaller, but totally rigid boy-cock as his long ballsack fell between my legs, covering my own balls in folds of warmth while his eggs knocked gently against the bulges of my tight boybutt.
I focused on the massive eroticism of his balls laying against the cheeks of my ass. Only the most intimate of contact would ever allow one man's balls to touch another man's ass, and I had that. Totally without let nor hindrance, Garrick was touching me. Washing the inside of my mouth with his tongue, humping my stomach with his erecting prod, dragging his balls across the sensitive surfaces of my smooth, hairless tush. I felt so overwhelmed by the male power that was so totally enveloping me. Yet I was unthreatened. Safe. Cared for and loved and protected by the essential maleness that was so dumbfounding, yet under control. In his almost overwhelming sexual need, a need arising from his innermost being and powerful adolescent drive, Garrick was still careful of me. Gentle with me. Soft with his raging manhood that roared flames in its fullest swollen dimensions between our bellies where he worked it against me in a desperate need to spill his seed somewhere, anywhere lest he explode from within and die.
With the gentlest of motions I stopped him. Arrested his needful motion with my slightest gesture. He stopped for me... because I asked.
Pushing up on his chest, I forced him upwards until he rested on his extended arms, groin to groin, my feet on his frog-bent thighs. My hands reached between us to touch, to touch and lift his magnificent manhood. His wonder of wonders. Using the measurements of my hands that I'd learned in Boy Scouts, I measured my lust engorged treasure. This still growing boy-teen-man was presenting me with a bit over two and a half hands of sex piston. It didn't take a lot of math to figure out that two and a half, four inch hands meant he had over ten inches of cock. Certainly more than any fifteen year old boy had any right to have. From my thumb tip to index finger tip was eight inches and from thumb tip to the web was three inches. It took both together to surround the fat girth confronting me. Eleven inches around. That didn't even sound like a human penis, but I was holding it in my hands.
Sliding my joined hands forward resulted in my index finger having to move up the other hand even further as my fingers encircled the coronal flare that separated the fat shaft from the blunt nose of Garrick's battering ram. Thumb tips touching, my index finger ended up pointing at the base of my other index finger. The eight inches of one hand span added to half of the other hands span. Twelve inches around this mighty flare extended, seeking the sexual sensations that would result in an explosion of fluids supplied by the ever eager orchids hidden, dangling between MY legs. I knew with utter certainty that the object in my hands had been created to totally conquer me, to provide Garrick with the power needed to fulfill the driving need inside of me to be totally conquered, to have a man I could submit to without reserve. Garrick in mind and body and sex had been created by the Gods that be, for me. For my needs and desires. To serve and be serviced, to love and be loved by. It was time for Garrick, ...and me, to to reach for our destinies.
"Garrick. It's time."
He just stared down at me as I continued to caress his drooling penis. His foreskin, not as long as mine in proportion to my length, was pulled back, exposing the quarter inch long meatus who's lips, like mine, were swollen in passion. Leaking dick spit like the retarded sex fiend it was.
"Garrick, it's time for you to fuck me! Please Garrick. I need you inside me now."
"I can't, Joey. I won't hurt you like that. It's OK. Just being able to rub up against you is great. I feels really good to me and I love it."
"You won't hurt me, Garrick. No more than I can handle. You're too gentle and caring to hurt me. I know that. I believe that and I trust you totally and completely. For really and truly."
"Thank you, Joey. Thank you for loving me and for trying to help me. That makes me feel more wonderful than anything that's ever happened to me. But it's not going to happen because I'm NOT going to hurt you."
"Listen to me, Garrick. Please listen to me. Don't get set in your thinking before you hear me, Please?"
"I'm listening, Little Brother."
"That's just it, Big Brother. I can't be your Little Brother until we do this thing. No matter how much we love each other, we can't be brothers until you fuck me too. Oh, I know we probably won't be able to go all the way the first time. Or even the tenth time. But you've got to start training me. Teaching me how to take you into me. You need to be inside of someone, me I hope. And... and I need you inside me, Big Brother. As much as you need to fuck someone, I need you to fuck me. To be inside of me. To be able to take you inside of me and to love having you inside of me. To feel you entering me and being in here, inside me, lovingly holding me where you can put your sperm deep inside and make us brothers, totally and completely. I need you as much as you need me, Garrick. You were created the way you are so that you'd be able to give me what I most need. What I'm built to take!"
With out asking any further I pushed down on the shaft in my hands, forcing Garrick's hips to move backwards until his cockhead moved behind my butt. Pushing down on my feet, I rotated my butt up into position, my gut corded with the strain. Garrick moved his folded legs more forward and together to support himself and I spread my thighs outwards and laid them on the hard front surface of his muscular upper legs, supporting myself in the Vee between his legs in much more comfort and with considerably less strain. Both of my arms lay through my groin, my hands holding the ponderous shaft jutting from Garrick's withdrawn, trembling groin and shaft.
I used both hands to slowly retract the soft foreskin, watching where the skin was pulled thin enough to be seen through where it stretched over the flaring corona as it smoothly rolled over itself, exposing the pebbled surface of the bright pink threat to my sanity. Staring in a dumb show of satisfaction the blind heat and moisture seeking tissue destroyer surged even larger as Garrick and I watched it react to its proximity to its chosen target.
The slightest motion of my hands caused Garrick's hips to surge forward, planting the nose of my dearly sought nemesis dead center on target in one undeviating swoop. My head dropped back and my eyes closed as I focused on the feeling of the single most important contact between Garrick and myself. The sensation of the slime spreading bulbous nose rubbing against my stretched tissues was perfect. Unlike any other contact I'd ever had, especially back there. And even more perfect as I began moving the head around and across my anal area, spreading lubricant and relaxing all the muscles into accepting the presence of this eager stranger.
Unable to control himself further, Garrick began to thrust forward each time his cockhead sensed it was crossing my opening. As much the result of surging blood swelling the tissues even further in time with Garrick's hip movement, these forward motions worked with my own actions to relax and spread the sphincter and other, deeper muscles even more, the blunt nose dipping ever deeper between my buttcheeks and into my flowering orifice. Retracting with the slightest pressure of my fingertips, the blunt rams-head did not threaten, but assisted in the process of acclimation and acceptance.
Fifteen or twenty minutes of this and Garrick's swollen head was pushing half way past my entrance, sweat beading his forehead and pouring down his chest and from his armpits as he moaned with each millimeters additional penetration. The sexy odor released by his armpits was swelling the tissues in my nose and exciting me to an even higher plateau of passion. Without notice nor warning I moved the blunt weapon once again to my center, and as it surged forward I pushed back, eclipsing the entire ball within me as my asslips spread up and over the rigid shield to lock behind the corona.
Garrick's deep moan reverberated over my shriller whine of pleasure as Garrick almost collapsed from a pleasure that he had thought he would never experience. I struggled to control the pain from my stretched sphincter but an involuntary muscle movement shat the invader back out.
"Put it back in Garrick. Now! Put it back in before my muscle hardens up, DO IT!"
Involuntarily responding to my command, Garrick's hips drove forward, inverting my anus and broaching the portal yet again. I shat him out again on purpose and he automatically breached me again. Over and over we repeated our oscillation, the inversion and eversion of my tissues becoming the most amazing feeling I'd ever had. We smiled happy, happy, And kissed deep and strong, giggleing into each others mouth as we played our new game. This, this was what I was made for. This is what I was, what I must be. Perfection of life was a twelve inch diameter cockhead working my sex chute to nirvana.
Garrick didn't seem to have it all together either. He'd fallen to a lopsided stance as one arm collapsed and he dropped to his elbow on that side. His hips kept up their steady back and forth motion but a spastic jerking was twitching his whole body, adding a syncopation to his fuck motion that was driving me around the bend and taking my mind completely away from any possible sensation of pain. Pleasure overwhelmed my entire sensorium.
Before I lost control of myself entirely I had to put Garrick in control. I released Garrick's shaft and used my hands to help lace my feet and legs over his shoulders. Putting my hands on the flat plates of Garrick's chest I begged him, "Fuck me now, Garrick. Please. Make love to me, Brother. Love me, please."
Rocking side to side, Garrick slid his legs behind him, stretching from his cramped position and dropped to his other elbow. The slightest motion of his hips up or down now adjusted his angle of attack on my wide-stretched boy-cunt while back and forth motions drove him in and out of me however he wished.
Dropping his head to brush my lips with his, Garrick murmured, "You are the perfect stud Little Brother. God! I just can't believe we're actually doing this." Then he liplocked me, slurping my tongue from my mouth to bite and suck on it as his pelvis renewed his attack on the swollen and inflamed tissues of my eager cock chute. His explorations lead him to enter me from every possible direction, increasing my sensations as my first orgasm built and exploded through my guts as I clung to Garrick and screamed into his mouth.
Keeping up the same steady mercy filled/merciless pace, Garrick rode me through my orgasm. So in touch with me that he was able to heighten and accent my responses by controlling the direction and motion of each thrust. An upward thrust across the base of my cock forced forth a long streamer of my hot cum across our bellies. On the withdrawing stroke the circular hook formed by the backside of the corona pulled back the mushy soft anal tissues and sucked air into my lungs. A downward stroke across the base of my abdomen distended my balls and made my prostrate engorge with a false ejaculation while being held on the edge of yet another eruption drove me to even greater peaks of pre-ejaculatory frenzy. The return stroke brought another breath to feed the flames of my passion.
At one point Garrick tortured me with three downward strokes in a row, building me to a fever pitch of expectation until his hard upward stroke brought on an eruption that sucked my balls up into my body cavity and threatened to force my prostrate out through my urethra along with the continuous stream of white fluid that shot over my stomach, chest and head to land on the floor far beyond where we writhed in masculine pleasure.
One final withdrawal gave me the last complete breath I was to have for a while.
The return stroke into me slowed midway down my twitching anus as Garrick's hips began to swivel and finally to make complete rotations. His shaft worked against the mouth of my anus bringing sensations of stretching tissues and of opening to him even more fully while the counter-rotation of his cockhead kneaded and loosened my inner tissues and brought forth duller and deeper sensations of submission and surrender. Slowly advancing as he continuously swiveled his hips and rotated against and within me, Garrick intensely worked over every square millimeter inside of my tortured and pleasure filled anus until the nose of his tool wedged in the ring of my inner sphincter. His rotations now swiveled his cockhead around the ring of my resisting inner guard. The restraint of motion forced the wide shaft of Garrick's heated cock to apply even more force against my first ring, stretching and tearing at it with even greater force, pleasuring me ever more intensely as cum continued to dribble from my bright red glans.
With a feeling just like eliminating an extra large turd caused by constipation, I felt my shit tube spread and open before the steady rotating pressure applied to my innermost portal by the battering ram head of Garrick's eager shaft.
"Oh my God! OhmyGod!" Garrick cried as he felt himself sucked into my depths. My hands clenched Garrick's buttocks and my fingernails dug into his hard flesh as I opened to him and urged, commanded him to complete his fantastic penetration in one, single, overpowering flowing motion.
I felt my intestines spread open before the piercing column of heated flesh as his tightly drawn skin flowed across my inner flesh like a steam locomotive passing through a dark tunnel. Rhapsody, joy, ecstasy, nirvana blossomed within me as my sex tube flowered open around my deeply beloved invader. Total submission to the conquering stallion was my only salvation, a salvation I desired beyond life itself. Never, ever had I felt so perfect, so complete as I was with the feeling of fulfillment of myself , perfect fulfillment entering me with such power and perfection of existence as I could accept; eagerly hope for.
The sweat-soaked cushion of Garrick's pubic hair impacted my anal region as Garrick arched to insert the last possible micron of cock into me. I was complete and my body/mind reacted by beginning the most total orgasm I'd ever experienced. Beginning in my gut it spread rapidly to include all of me. The orgasmic music created by my ejaculating cock reinforced by the huge pressure against my prostrate was lost in the symphony created by my mind from ALL the nerves of my body.
Already driven to the edge by the full penetration of my body, the clenching and sucking and expelling motions of my guts as I flopped around under Garrick like a large smooth fish impaled on a spear caused my Big Brother to enter fully into his part in this orgasmic rite. Swelling even larger as he poured forth river after river of overheated ejaculate, his teeth clenched shut on the back of my neck as his back arched and his loins strained forward to impregnate me as deeply as possible.
After this, neither Garrick nor I know what happened. As much as we have tried all we can remember is an eternity of bliss. At some point our systems were overwhelmed and we both passed out, linked in a brotherhood beyond anything mere parents could create.
We WERE! BROTHER'S!!!!!!