Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2016 17:45:39 +0000 (UTC)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: Bachelor Party Memories

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BACHELOR PARTY MEMORIES

Part one


My Dad died when I was six years old.  I should have some memories of him,
but until the events surrounding my wedding, I had none.  Mom would tell
stories of things we did as a family and trips I took with Dad and my brother,
but they always seemed like stories about someone else.  I could not remember
any of it.  My brother, Junior, is six years older than I am.  He never tried
to help me remember Dad.  He always said the memories would come back to me
someday, when I was ready.

Then, just before I turned twelve, Junior left me.  He did not
really leave me, but that's what it felt like when Mom kicked him out.
Junior came out after he turned 18 and Mom couldn't deal with having a "Son
like that".  She cried a lot, yelled at him about disgracing our father's
name, then told him he had no place in her home.  She also forbade him from
seeing or talking to me.

After he was gone, Mom told me he was no longer a part of our family.  She
told me she did not want me to ever talk about him.  As much as she wanted me
to have "cherished memories" of my father, she wanted to erase Junior from my
mind. And it almost worked.  For a while I missed him terribly and not being
able to talk about him at home made it worse.  Then puberty hit and I started to
get curious about girls.  I knew that Junior would be able to answer all of
the questions I had, but I had to act like he never existed.  At the same
time, I started to get noticed on the football field, just like Junior.  At
school I was always being compared to my brother.  At home it was like I
never had one.

On my 18th birthday, I was shocked to find out that I had a trust fund set up
when my father died in an accident on the job.  There had been a large
settlement half of which went directly to Mom while the rest was put into
trust funds for Junior and me.  The Lawyer who told me all of this also
delivered a letter to me from Junior.  In the letter, Junior told me that he
had used his trust money for school and was about to complete his MBA.  After
graduation Junior was heading to New York where he had a job lined up.
Junior told me that even though when had been apart for six years he was
still my brother and he loved me.  He assured me that even though we were
separated by half of the country he was "there for" me if I ever needed him.

I was already committed to a school near home, in Iowa, so a reunion would
have to wait.  I went home, shocked about the trust fund and Junior's letter.
I knew better than to say anything to Mom about the letter.  Four years of
college followed.  I was busy with football, fraternity life, and dating a
few girls, until I found Jenny.  Jenny and I got serious, then we got engaged
and started planning our future.  When we started planning the wedding and
Jenny told me she had three girls she wanted as bridesmaids I started trying
to decide who to ask to stand up with me.  I settled on two of my best buds.
Both of them were frat bros and fellow jocks and I summoned up my courage and
called Junior to ask him to be my best man. Jenny's parents were paying for
everything so I figured if Mom couldn't deal, she could stay home.

To my relief, Junior went through the roof.  He yelled "YES" over the phone
so many times I lost count.  Then he peppered me with questions about when
and where, about Jenny, about my plans after graduation.  It had been ten
years; we had a lot to catch up on. We talked a lot over the next few months:
Junior said he wanted to do everything a Best Man is supposed to do, and do
it right.

The wedding was in Jenny's home town, about two hours from mine. Junior got a
suite in the hotel where the reception was for Himself, me and the other two
groomsmen.  He also paid for the Bridal Suite for the whole weekend.  He told
me he wanted it to be empty the night before the wedding so he could make it
special for the wedding night.

When I picked him up at the airport I turned into a little kid inside.  I ran
up to him and threw my arms around him and held on for dear life.  My
football jock big brother was even bigger and buffer than I remembered.  He
wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.  I felt more and more like a
little kid, until I noticed that I was starting to chub up.  I let loose of
Junior but he held on a little longer while I tried to figure out why hugging
him was getting my cock up.

There was too much going on to think about it for long.  First there was the
rehearsal where I had to introduce everyone to my long lost brother.  Then
there was a rehearsal dinner and then we all went our separate ways.  Jenny
went to her parents' house with her bridesmaids (they had their night out in
Chicago the previous weekend) While Junior and I took the other two guys up
to the suite for my bachelor party.  The other two guys were younger, not old
enough to drink (legally) so Junior decided to keep the party in the suite.
He had planned a bachelor party with all of the expected elements: lots of
booze, some porn, a stripper and a some weed (he was nervous about bringing
it on the plane, so he had me get some).

Before we started, Junior handed out little bags of pills and told us to take
them all.  He said that with the pills we would not have bad hangovers as long
as we remembered to drink a lot of water along with the alcohol.  "After
all...", he reminded us, "...we all have a wedding to be at come 11:00am."  He
said he would give us some more before we went to bed. Then Junior acted as
bartender and started making drinks for us all.  We got drunk and high while
we watched the porn and waited for the stripper.  I had to hand it to Junior,
for a gay guy he managed to pick some pretty good straight porn.

My first inkling something was not quite right was when I had to run to the
jon right in the middle of the porn.   When I came back in the room, only
Junior seemed to be aware that I had run out, my two buds were too engrossed
in the porn.  Junior asked me if I was OK and I told him that I felt like I
had just completely emptied myself out.  Junior said he had brought a little
something for any kind of problem and handed me another few pills along with
a big glass of (almost) plain ginger ale.  That seemed to calm my stomach, so
I settled back and enjoyed the rest of the porn.

When it was getting close to time for the stripper to show, Junior handed out
another round of little bags of "Vitamins, aspirin and such" along with a
big glass of water for each of us.

The stripper was good, she was decent looking, had a hot body and could
really dance.  The show ended with me getting a lap dance.  By the time she
was done I was stripped to the waist, my pants were open and my wood was
poking out of the top of my briefs.

After she left, I looked over at my buds and they were nearly passed out.
Both of them were groping there obviously hard cocks through their pants.
I watched as my brother gave each of them a couple more aspirin and another
big glass, then he put the two guys to bed in the second bed in the suite,
really a pull out couch in the sitting area. I lazily played with my leaking
dickhead while Junior helped them, one at a time, out of their clothes, and
guided them to the bed in their underwear.  Both of them still had raging
hardons, but they both fell asleep/passed out the minute their heads hit
pillow.

Then Junior turned his attention to me.  He came over to me and pried my
right hand off my cock, while making some lame joke about "saving it for the
wedding night".  Junior gave me my aspirin and water, then slung my right arm
over his shoulders and walked me through the double doors into the bedroom of
the suite.  He sat me on the bed and helped me out of my clothes, even my
briefs with the damp spot of cock ooze on the front.  Once he had me stripped
he laid me back on the bed and then rolled me over onto my stomach.  I
reached under to adjust my cock then passed out like my buds.


The next thing I was aware of was someone lying on my back.  The naked body
completely covered me and I could feel a massive hard cock pressed between my
ass cheeks.  One hand came around my head and took hold of my forehead to
lift my face up while the other hand put a lit joint to my lips.  The joint
stayed at my lips until I had smoked it down to a tiny roach.  When it was
gone the hands were in front of me with something else.  One hand went over
my mouth while pressing one side of my nose closed with the thumb while the
other hand pushed a little brown bottle up to the other side.  After I took
three or four deep whiffs from the bottle I started to feel the rush pass
through me.  At the same time I felt something slick and warm between my ass
cheeks.  That made the Hard Cock sliding up and down in my ass move smoother
and faster.  It felt so foreign and familiar at the same time. There seemed
to be a connection between the hard slick cock rubbing against my hole and my
equally hard leaking cock. The hands came back to my face, but switched
places. Now I was being forced to inhale deeply from the little brown bottle
through the other side of my nose.

As this new stronger rush coursed through me I felt the head of the hard
cock at my hole, then abruptly it broke into me and bored in until I felt
balls and bush pressed into my ass cheeks.  I screamed into the hand over my
mouth.  Then, as I gasped for air through the one side of my nose, inhaling
deeply from the little brown bottle I heard Junior hiss into my ear, "Tell me
your straight now, little bro."

Through the fog of the liquor and the weed, along with the rush from the
little bottle, the burning pain in my hole, tearing through my entire being I
grasped onto the concept that Junior was raping me.  I felt my hard on wither
and my balls retreat inside me looking for shelter as Junior tore into me.  I
was aware of the sound of Juniors breathing and moaning and grunting in my
ear accompanied by my muffled screams.  Slowly the screams calmed and after a
while I was moaning along with junior.  Junior kept my mouth clamped shut and
kept the bottle at my nose.  The rush kept building, my cock swelled and grew
hard again.  As Junior kept ploughing in and out of my burning hole, I felt
my own cock fucking the mattress. Fucking into a growing pool of pre.


I don't know how long it took but I started to feel it building in my core.
The fucking kept on and Junior became louder and more verbal telling me how
much we both needed this, encouraging me to relax and enjoy it, to let go and
let it happen.  Then it did I happen.  I felt my hard cock shooting over and
over into the mattress.  My moans had turned to screams again as I had the
most intense orgasm of my life.  Junior was hissing in my ear, encouraging me
to keep it up and suck the cum out of him with my eager hole.

When we were both through shooting Junior relaxed on top of me for a short
time, then pulled himself up off and out of me.  He walked up to the head of
the bed, turned my head to the side, facing his slick, still hard cock.  I
opened wide and swallowed it to the balls.  My gag reflex put up some
protest, but I seemed to have control over it and continued to suck Juniors
cock clean.  It took Junior a little time to recover, but after awhile he had
me on back, with my head hanging over the side of the bed while he fucked my
throat and I jacked my own cock.

When I sensed he was getting close, Junior pulled out of my face and raced
around the bed to get between my legs.  My legs were thrown in the air and
spread wide while Junior buried his cock in my hole again.  It still hurt but
not as much as the first time.  It also felt good, even more than the first
time.  Again he fucked the cum out of me, which caused his own cock to
shoot his cum deep into my ass along with his first load.  After the second
fuck, Junior climbed on the bed and spooned me from behind.  I fell asleep
with his still hard cock buried in my hole.

Junior's cock was the first to wake up and it woke Junior up demanding
another fuck, which in turn woke me up. Junior rolled over onto my back again
and fucked with abandon. No hand was over my mouth and Junior had never
closed the bedroom doors.  We made a lot of noise and that woke up my two
buds out in the other bed.  When Junior worked out his third nut, in just a
few hours, deep in my hole again, we became aware of my two buds standing by
the bed, hard cocks in hand. Junior rolled off of me and graciously offered
my hole to my buds.  While the first fucked me, I sucked Junior's cock clean.
Each of my buds dumped a load in my ass then stepped up and fed me a second.

They were all through with me when we checked the clock and saw we had to
hurry to get to the church on time.  Junior handed out another round of pill
packets, we took them with big glasses of water and then headed for the
showers. There were two showers so my buds took one together while Junior and
I shared the other.  I headed for the toilet as I really needed to piss.
Junior grabbed my arm and dragged me into the shower telling me to save time
by pissing in there.  Junior turned on and adjusted the shower.  As soon as
the water started, I let loose with my piss, my still hard cock looked like a
fire hose spraying Junior's ass.  When Junior turned around I was spraying
his cock and balls, I looked down and saw that he was also already pissing.
Once he was facing me Junior put a hand on my shoulder and gently pressed
down, without thinking about it, I got down and my knees looked up at Juniors
face and opened my mouth.  Junior used his other hand on his cock to direct
his stream of piss into my mouth.  As I emptied my own bladder all over
Juniors feet, I was swallowing Juniors flow into my belly.

When we were both through pissing I stood and we hurriedly washed up.  There
was no time to clean out my ass.  There was no time to eat.  About an hour
after bolting out of the bed in the bedroom toward the showers, we were all
standing side by side at the front of the church.  As I watched Jenny come
towards me down the Aisle on her father's arm I felt the grumbling and
churning of my two buds loads of cum along with Juniors piss in my stomach.
Throughout the ceremony, as we said our vows and afterward, while we posed
for pictures, I was concentrating on keeping five loads of cum from leaking
out of my hole and staining my pants.

Standing in the reception line at the hotel, as the guests filed into the
banquet room for lunch, I whispered to my brother that I desperately needed
to get to the bathroom.  Junior whispered into my ear, "Just keep that sweet
hole clamped tight, I'll take care of you as soon as we can run up to my
suite.

After the reception line was finished, Jenny said she had to pee and ran off
to the restroom with her maid of honor.  Junior pushed me into an elevator
and we went up to his suite.  As soon as the elevator doors closed Junior had
his arms around me and his tongue was raping my mouth.  Once we were in the
suite my pants were down around my ankles and juniors tongue was digging into
my hole.  Once his tongue went to work, my hole opened up and I flooded
Junior's face with all of the cum I had been fighting to hold in.  After the
flow subsided, Junior kept eating my ass for a few minutes until I reminded
him we were expected at the reception.  He stood up, came around in front of
me and pulled up my pants.  While he zipped and buckled me up I saw cum in
his mustache and beard.  Without thinking I licked and sucked his face clean
and we headed back down to the reception.

A big party, with a DJ and an open bar, was planned for that night.  In
between the luncheon reception and the party, Jenny and I went up to the
Bridal Suite for a nap.  Jenny was a little bit drunk, she went overboard
with the champagne at the reception, so she drifted off to sleep in no time.
Once she was out and snoring, I slipped out of bed and went down to Junior's
suite as he had privately instructed during the reception.  Junior answered
the door wearing just a robe and I saw my buds crashed out on in their
underwear.  Both of them were hard (again? Still?) and each had one hand in
their briefs wrapped around their Dick.

Junior took me into the bedroom and we sat on the bed together.  Juniors robe
fell open and I saw that his cock was hard, as mine was.  I had an
uncontrollable hard on all day.  Jenny assumed it was for her and thought it
was cute, but when we got into bed she said she was just too tired to do
anything.  Junior gave me a half assed "explanation" of what was going on.
He told me that it was obvious to him from the moment I first called him that
I had repressed memories of my childhood and he was trying to jog those
memories loose.

Junior refused to fill me in on what those memories were but he did explain
how he had facilitated everything that happened from the start of the
bachelor party on.  He said that the little packets of pills did have
vitamins and aspirin, etc. but each packet contained a little something
extra.  My first packet had a little something to completely clean me out,
while my buds first packets had one 36 hour dose of Cialis for each of them.
The pills I took after the first had their effect contained my first 36 hour
dose of Cialis and a double dose of something to stop me up as Junior wanted
my lower gut to stay clean.  The last packets we all got before bed all had
Cialis, my buds first dose and my second.  Mine also contained a little
something to relax my muscles and reduce my inhibitions.  The morning packets
had all contained yet another dose of Cialis. Mine had another dose of
Imodium.

Sometime during this talk, my two buds woke up and wandered into the bedroom.
By the time Junior was through talking, all four of us were sitting on the
bed with hard cocks.  The few articles of clothing we had were all on the
floor in an instant and before I knew it I was on my hands and knees with one
of my buddies' cocks in my ass while the other fucked my face.  Junior was
standing by the bed, watching the action while lazily stroking his hard cock.

For the next hour or so, My buds and my bro took turns at both ends, dumping
a couple of loads each into me.  The whole time My raging hard on was driving
me crazy, but Junior wouldn't let me touch it.  When they were through, I got
dressed and went back up to the Bridal Suite.  I had stripped down again and
slipped back into bed next to Jenny when she woke up.  Seeing that I was
still hard, Jenny got things going and I had the first married fuck of my
married life.  The first fuck with my wife at least.

All during the party that night, every time I went to the Jon to piss (or to
rub one out, all that Cialis would not let my cock go down) One or more of
the three groomsmen followed me and fucked me at one end or the other.  After
a while my two frat buds had told some of our other frat & jock buds at the
party about the action available in the bathroom.  By the time the party was
ending, I had lost track of how many different cocks had spewed loads down my
gullet or up my ass.  Most, if not all, of those cocks had been in me more
than once, some of them several times.

Back up in the Bridal Suite Jenny and I were both too tired, and she was too
drunk to do anything, even though my Cialis hardened cock refused to go down.
We had a quick fuck in the morning, then met her parents and Junior for
breakfast (My Mother had refused to come to the wedding when I told her
Junior would be there).  After breakfast, Junior took Jenny and I to the
airport.  Before we went through security, Jenny sat to rest while Junior and
I went to the Jon.  Alone with Junior again, I asked him to tell me what he
meant about repressed memories.  He would only say that they would come to me
if I was ready for them.  He told me to relax and let loose, have a good time
on my honeymoon and be open to it all.  Then he took me into a stall and fucked me
one more time.  He didn't even have to say anything.  He gently nudged me
toward the stall and I stepped in, dropped trou' and bent over the toilet.
Junior followed, closed the door, pulled out his dick and fucked me with
nothing but spit for lube until he pumped yet another load of cum deep into
me.

After I turned around and sucked Juniors cock clean, again without him saying
a word, we both put our clothes in order and went back out to Jenny.  After
our goodbyes Jenny and I went through security, leaving Junior behind, and
boarded the plane to Puerto Vallarta and our honeymoon. Jenny did not have a
clue, but I was very aware that I was going off on my honeymoon with an
assfull of My Brother's cum.


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