Date: Tue, 14 Nov 2023 18:51:34 +0000 (UTC) From: Olando Reez Subject: Brother vs Neighbor (1) This is a semi fictional story about two hung men that I have had in my life. My hung brother and the hot sex god neighbor next door. The two have never met and never will. But I have had the pleasure of getting torn up by my brother's thick cock, and have been able to blow the hung country boy neighbor. So that's the true part. The fictional part is the two of them with me in the same room. Both of these men are straight save for the fact that they allow me to get on their fat dicks. I hope you enjoy it.. *** *** *** + *** *** *** + *** *** *** + Brother vs Neighbor (1) Let's just start off by saying that my ass has never been used so much as it has in recent months. And it's all because my brother had been staying with me after his messy divorce. But it's not just because of him and his fat dick that I have been getting slammed by, but it's of the recent and incredible double ass wrecking I had received by the two men in my life. My hot brother and the super hot neighbor next door. Yes, I have been getting double teamed by these two hung men. And quite a lot as they are both horny dogs. And my hole is the lucky receptacle that has been their dumping grounds for their baby juice. My poor swollen yet happy hole. Both men are of meaty stock. Thick legs and heavy dicks with succulent full balls. Balls so full of cream that it's like a shower when they both go off. 'Shit. I am horny now thinking about them. From my youth I had been getting slammed by my brother Joe. On and off for many years. And as for the sex pot neighbor. Steve is his name. I have been getting a healthy plowing by his ass wrecking dick since I moved into the neighborhood a few years back. But it wasn't until the last few months that it has escalated to a threesome ass romp that has left me drained and beat. Barely able to move after the incredible sex I have been having. Singularly with each one or a hard pounding double team fuck that had me whimpering and blathering out incoherent calls and chants But let's not get to far ahead. Let me tell you how my ass pounding life began. When my first sexual encounter and or, er rape happened. And it was all my doing if course. I was just in my teens when I started to realized I did not like girls. No not the silly kids thing and girls and cooties. I was reaching sexual puberty and started to see guys differently that just someone to play football or stick ball with. And actually my interests did not stem from anyone my age. God no. Guys my age were just kids to me. I was hooked on loder guys. Guys out of high school or older. And from my youth there was always something about my older brothers. 7 years my senior and hot as fuck. At first I thought it was just idol worship of my cooler older brother. But it was far from that. And as I reached my teen years and my hormones started to kick in I knew it was sexual in nature. "Joe has always been a stud" I said to myself on more than one occasion. "A fucking stallion" And I should have known earlier. All the ones he would parade around my parents house in just underwear. Showing off his very noticable bulge in them. Something I always noticed. And as he crept into adulthood he got hotter and that bulge seemed to get bigger. And every viewing only excited me more and more when I saw it. "Damn, his dick looks big in there" I said to myself Now I had seen Joe naked many times in my youth. Seen his dick as it flopped about naked. But in the time I was getting to puberty and him into adulthood I never saw it. Only the fantastic bulge. I knew he was uncut and that was it. And the memory of his soft dick in the past seemed to slide my brain to visualize again. He also moved out of the bedroom we shared and into the the space above the garage where my parents made into a room for him as he didn't want to be in the same room with a runt' like me. So the sights of him running around in his underwear were lost to me. Especially at the time I was appreciating seeing it. But as it was Joe would be my first. First oral encounter and first sexual encounter. Yeah, my girthed was my first. And man was it great. Steve on the other hand happened in recent years. I was an adult myself now. Doing fairly well and out on my own. Save for a move after a break up to a small home of my own. The hotter than hell dude that lived next door met me just a day or two after my moving in. He introduced himself as he came up the walk. The sight of this stud as he came to say hello and instant tune on. Average height and all tattooed up. The t-shirt he wore showing of the intense tattoos on his arms. But he was nice and hit and the package in his snug fitting jeans were a delicious sight to behold. "So you and yet wife?" He asked in a deep southern drawl "Nope. Just me" I said back. "No one to marry in the horizon" He smiled and just said that if I needed anything to let him know. Again he was very friendly to me. Of course this southern guy might change his tune if he knew I was gay. That was what I told myself. And he seemed a typical southern redneck type. Tattoos and a big burly truck in his drive way. I knew he was married as he had said so. Married and two small kids vans his wife was lovely. Friendly too. And as it was I never expected something to come of the friendly hot, straight neighbor. And was surprised that it eventually ended up to bring some smoldering hot sex with an insatiable beast in bed. A man that was hot and hung to boot. Probably the biggest dick I had ever taken. Not huge, just big and very thick. And it was a regular thing with me and the smoldering hot neighbor for awhile. At least until my brother showed up... *** *** *** + *** *** *** + *** *** *** + More to cum