Breaking off our celebratory hi-five, Scotty sagged back into the sofa, his cute face still flushed with the excitement of having just deposited his creamy young load in his older brother's mouth for the first time. The experience had done nothing, however, to relieve Bobby's own sexual excitement, and, as he settled back beside his still panting brother, I zeroed in on the rigid, and pulsing erection that languished against his groin. I felt my mouth water, as I quickly scooted on my knees between his splayed legs, and closed thumb, and finger, around the throbbing penis base, and leaned in, running my tongue up the underside of the rock hard stalk. Bobby groaned loud and deep, as I swabbed the flat of my tongue over the satin smooth head of his cock, then, slid it into my warm, wet mouth, taking the entire length of it in one downward motion of my head, as my hand moved up his inner thigh, and cupped his heavy scrotum.
I made a small groaning sound of my own, as the bulbous head of his thick cock bumped the back of my throat, and Bobby tensed, his thigh muscles tightening, and the defined abs flexing on his flat stomach, as I began to slide my drooling mouth up and down the length of his steely hard penis. I rolled his heavy balls in my fingers, and savored the slurping noises I was making, as they mixed with Bobby's small gasps, and soft moans of pleasure. I could feel the girth of his cock expanding in my mouth, and felt the heavy tube that ran up the underside of his shaft swell against my tongue, and I knew Bobby was not going to take long to explode. Scotty maneuvered himself closer to his brother, and began sliding a hand back and forth over his tummy, then moving upward to finger his dark nipples, as I continued my rhythm on his oozing cock, and Bobby began driving his slim hips back and forth, matching my own rhythm, as he continued his soft cadence of happy groans.
Another couple of minutes passed, and Scotty shifted once more, then, leaned in, and began licking, and sucking Bobby's nipples, as his slender fingers slid down to gently tug on his brothers silky pubes, and the added sensations apparently proved too much for Bobby. His groaning changed into more of a roar, or grunt, and his hips bucked strongly into my mouth, and I felt his swollen balls move upward in their sac, and release, as his shaft bucked in my mouth, and suddenly erupted. The first strong jet of his thick cream bolted across my tongue, and slid effortlessly down my throat, as the second, third, and forth volleys immediately followed, swelling out my cheeks, as I struggled to hold the voluminous discharge inside my suddenly flooded mouth.
Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, as Bobby orgasm continued, his ejaculations finally growing weaker, and smaller, as the pent up juices drained from his balls, and I slid his now wilting penis from my mouth, and milked it with my fingers, wringing the final drools of his creamy cum from the softening stalk, as I looked up at the two widely grinning brothers, and opened my cum filled mouth wide, letting them see the heavy discharge that I held there, then, swallowed, or maybe more like gulped, relishing the sensation of the slippery, warm fluid easing down my throat. Scotty giggled sweetly, his button nose crinkling slightly, and he mumbled,
"Damn, dude...that is uber-hot, and so freeking nasty...!"
I grinned at the brothers, and made a big show of smacking my sticky lips obscenely, as Bobby's face went a deep shade of red, either from the lingering effects of his excitement, or in reaction to my brazen behavior, or maybe some of each.
As I stood there, still enjoying the redish hue that painted Bobby's cute face, Scotty suddenly noticed my rock solid erection that was bobbing in front of his face, and he quickly scooted his cute little butt forward to the edge of the sofa, and reached out to grab it, his gentle touch sending jolts of electricity directly to by aching balls, as he stroked my cock in his slender fingers several times. His free hand moved up my thigh, and slid between my splayed legs to capture my hanging scrotum, as he tugged downward on my balls, as he opened his mouth, and deftly guided my throbbing cock inside. I groaned, the warmth, and slick wetness of his mouth engulfing my cock, and I rolled my head back, then, side to side, as the boy settled into a rhythm, that skilled little mouth drooling sweetly all over my turgid cock. Bobby's eyes went wide briefly, as he closely watched his younger brother pleasure me, then, edged forward himself, his arm moving forward to nudge Scotty's hand away from my aching balls, as he cupped the dangling sac, and manipulated my balls with his fingers, his eager gaze still focused on my shiny cock moving in and out of his brothers eagerly sucking mouth. I rolled my head some more, shuddering strongly with the multiple sensations that coursed over my body, and with the lurid thought that the joint sources of that pleasure stemmed from two incredibly hot brothers simultaneously stimulating me. Bobby toyed with my balls another minute or so, then, dropped to the floor on his knees. He nudged my legs wider apart, then, got himself turned, and under me, so that he was able to extend his tongue, and lick, and suck my aching balls, and scrotum, as Scotty continued to work his talented hot mouth over the length of my drooling cock.
I was in absolute heaven, the combined stimulation to my cock, and balls, creating a myriad of nearly unbearable pleasure, as I closed my eyes, and gave myself over to the intensity of sensations that flowed through me. I groaned loudly, and repeatedly, and the final straw was reached when Scotty, never loosing an ounce of his incredible sucking rhythm, slid one hand up over my heaving torso, and pinched down firmly on my nipple. That one last input of stimuli proved more than I was able to accept, and I groaned once more, my hips suddenly bucking strongly forward to impale Scotty's tender mouth with the entirety of my spasming cock, as I felt my balls lurch strongly, and explode, as a river of my thick, white cum erupted from my cock, gushing so strongly, and suddenly into Scotty's mouth that he gagged, and sputtered, causing a small drizzle of my ejaculate to trail from the corners of his stretched mouth. He recovered quickly, however, and began swelling his smooth cheeks out as my fluid gushed into his filled mouth, then, hollowing them, as his small adam's apple bobbed with his swallowing of my offering, the whole process repeating several times, until I was drained. Spent, and completely weak in the knees, I staggered forward, my shrinking tool slipping noisily from Scotty's cum streaked lips, as I tumbled in a heap on the sofa.
Bobby sagged back against the front of the sofa, and Scotty swabbed his tongue over the inside of his mouth several times, then, grinned at me, extending his still sticky tongue, as he collapsed on top of me, giggling wildly, as he suddenly leaned in, and thrust his tongue inside my mouth, letting me swill my own tongue through his cummy tasting mouth as we kissed. Bobby chuckled, shaking his head slightly, as he reached up to stroked his brothers sweet little ass, his finger digging gently between the perfect globes, as he said said, to no one in particular,
"Wow...awesome...man, I can hardly wait now, for my next visit home..!"
Scotty and I chuckled right along with him, uniformly nodding our heads in complete agreement.
While it had seemed but a few minutes since our hot little tryst had begun, it had, in fact, grown much later in the day than I had realized, so we sadly decided that to be on the safe side of any chance for the untimely return of either of my parents, we had better cool it, dress, and square away the disheveled living room. That accomplished, we opened all of the windows, and doors, allowing the fresh air to eradicate the tell-tale scents of sweat, and cum, that permeated the room, then moved into the kitchen to inhale cold soda's that I got from the fridge. As it turned out, it had been a good call, as no more than half an hour later, my Mother walked through the kitchen door, her shopping trip having been accomplished in much less time than usual. She greeted Bobby, and Scotty, warmly, and brushed a quick kiss against my cheek, as I held my breath, mindful of the possibility of any lingering evidence of cum-breath. With that, she moved on toward her bedroom to sort her various packages, and we three boys moved out to the back yard.
A few more minutes of quiet rehashing of our spectacular afternoon, and Bobby and Scott headed out the side gate, bound for home. A few seconds after disappearing, Bobby once more pushed the gate open, and moved over beside me where I sat in a patio chair. He leaned down, and gave me a wicked grin, as he said softly,
"Hey, dude...um...like, after dinner...how about just me and you...you know...like one more little go, before....well...before I have to go...?"
I chuckled, nodding enthusiastically, and replied,
"You got it stud...definitely...how about we say we are going over to Friday's for dessert, and a chance for you to tell the gang goodbye...?"
Bobby nodded, another soft blush crawling over his cheeks, as he reached out and bumped his fist against mine, and smiled, saying,
Dessert, huh...cool, cause that's pretty much just what I was thinking, too...pick me up after dinner...soon, after dinner, ok..?"
I winked at him, nodding again, and answered,
"Yup, definitely...very soon after dinner...and...save plenty of room for....dessert...ok..?"
His blush grew a tad deeper, as he winked back, and grinned, saying,
"Count on it, dude....and, you do the same...!"
With that, he turned, and once more hustled through the gate to catch up with Scotty for the trek home.
Dinner with the folks was like a super-slow motion event, and I tried to follow the conversation about the shopping, and the golf event, as my mind continued to review the events of my own afternoon, and the events that were very likely to be occurring in the near future, just as soon as I could logically escape the family dinner hour. I had been greatly encouraged by Bobby's enthusiastic behavior this afternoon, as he eagerly sucked off Scotty, and definitely participated in getting me off as well, and then, his instigating another private go-round between him and me this evening. He had me going, no doubt, and I was eager to have dinner done with, so Bobby and I could affect a proper send off for his impending return to the coast. I had managed to fit in my announcement that, following dinner, I intended to take Bobby over to Friday's for ice cream, and a chance to bid ado to the gang, and my parents had off-handedly nodded their approval, being fully aware of the special bond between Bobby and me. Well, mostly aware, anyway. Finally, the repast was completed, and I was excused, as I hustled off to my room to change into some shorts, sans undies, I decided on impulse, and a fresh tee. I laced up my tennis shoes, and headed out to my car, where I resisted the strong impulse to speed, and lay waste to any traffic laws that threatened to delay me reaching my objective, namely, another, and final-for- a-while- go at Bobby's sweet cock.
As I rolled to the curb in front of Bobby's house, he jogged down the walk, and hopped into the passenger seat, as I steered the car back into traffic, headed for Friday's. Bobby grinned over at me, his smooth cheeks already slightly flushed, and I gave him a small wink, as I reached over to briefly grope his crotch. His half hard cock filled my palm, and I gave it a small squeeze, as I said,
"Let's not linger at Friday's dude, ok..?...I mean...ice cream is not even what I have in mind for dessert....cream, definitely...but, warm, and fresh....not cold, and frozen...!"
He chuckled, and nodded, as he lifted my probing hand from his lap, and replied,
"Exactly right, Josh my man....exactly...but, keep your hands to your self, dude, or I won't even be able to walk in, much less linger!"
I laughed, and put both hands on the wheel, reluctantly leaving his delicious packaged alone, as I muttered my agreement. We arrived, and parked the car, then, went inside to greet the group of friends that were scattered about the place. WE hung out for maybe an hour, as Bobby bade ado to the group, and received a multitude of good wishes, and encouragement to hurry home again, then, made our way out of there, and back to my car, alone at last. As I started the car, I lewdly groped Bobby's crotch again, and this time he settled back in the seat, opened his legs, and let me. I felt his cock instantly swell, and harden under my touches, and I was suddenly eager to be really alone with him, so I released his erection, adjusted my own, and drove off, headed out of town toward the lake.
We drove, and joked, and made some serious, and arousing, comments about our afternoon tryst, and about the delectable young Scotty, and in short order we had reached the lake, and the secluded parking lot favored by the local young couples in lust. Bobby and I were definitely that, and I didn't much give a rip if the pure definition of the term generally referred to hetro couples, or not. I parked, and we alighted, then headed down the dark trail toward the abandoned cabin that was tucked back into the trees about half way around the lake. The place was kind of a shambles, but private, and secure, given that it was mostly impossible for someone to approach without being heard, or seen, well in advance. Bobby and I had, in fact, made good use of the place a few times before, and for the purposes of this evening, it seemed perfect. Whoever had walked away from the place some years before had done just that, leaving in place the deteriorating furniture consisting of a sofa and matching love seat, a stuffed chair, and more importantly for our purpose, a double bed, and a king size mattress on the floor of one of the bedrooms.
We moved inside the slightly musty cabin, and directly into the back bedroom, neither of us making any pretense as to why we were here, as we quickly shed our meager clothing, and dropped naked, and hard, onto the mattress, our excited bodies quickly tangling in a mass of naked limbs, and pulsing erections. Without really thinking, I nuzzled into him, and planted my open mouth on his, my tongue probing against his closed lips, until he parted them, allowing my eager tongue to invade his mouth. Scotty had gotten me going on the kissing thing, and I liked it, and whether Bobby actually liked it or not, he allowed it, and in seconds our tongues were anxiously dueling, as our hands roamed over each others slightly trembling body, finally centering on the pulsing erections that bumped each other between us.
The small space filled with our combined ragged breathing, and small groans, and gasps, as we hungrily explore each others every nook, and cranny, desperate to find this one last memory to cling to over the looming separation that confronted us. Finally unable to resist any longer, I kissed and licked my way down over his smooth torso, lapping over his stiff little nipples, and his soft tummy, as I went, then, gripped the base of his rigid erection in my fingers, and lifted it away from his groin. I blew by breath over the damp head, and licked it, over and over, as Bobby groaned, and threaded his fingers through my hair. I licked down the underside of his pretty cock, then back to the shiny head, and slid the entirety of his cock into my hungry mouth, and sucked it, as my fingers pressed into his heavy balls. He tugged at my hair, long sighs of pleasure emitting from his clenched mouth, as I sucked him with all of the skills at my command, wanting him to take this one with him, to remember, and to want for more. I flinched slightly, as he moved his arms, and managed to find my own throbbing erection with one hand, stroking and squeezing it, as his other hand roamed over my ass, making small circles over my tight globes, and his finger lightly trailing inside my snug cleft. I shifted slightly, bringing the center of my body closer to his position, as I pistoned my mouth over his leaking cock, and tugged at his balls with my fingers. He shifted also, then, having an improved position, once more began exploring my ass with one hand, as he continue to stroke my cock with the other.
I flinched again, as I felt his finger slip between the mounds of my butt, and delve deeper, until the tip of his finger made contact with my small pucker. I groaned softly around his turgid meat filling my mouth, and moved my outside leg wider, to both give his probing finger better access to my sweet spot, and to telegraph my willingness to have him explore me there, as much as he wanted. As Bobby grew bolder in his explorations, I opened myself to his touches, finding the new sensation exciting, and intense, and I pushed my butt back at him slightly, encouraging him to go for it, to touch me there, and even penetrate me if he wanted. I continued to work my best oral skills on his rock hard cock, as he pushed, and prodded my rear passage, and I groaned in intense pleasure, as he wiggled his fingertip back and forth over the small hole, pressing against it. I opened my mouth, and groaned again, as Bobby added pressure to his fingertip, and pushed through the ring of resistive muscle, easing the first knuckle of his finger inside me.
"Fuck dude....jeez....that's awesome...!" I croaked, my words muffled by his thick cock filling my mouth.
"Yea...?....like that...?...cool...!" he grunted, moving the fingertip gently, then, easing it slightly deeper into my gripping tunnel. "Jesus, man...this is so freeking tight...and hot...damn...its like...pulling my finger inside you...Jesus...no pussy ever did that before...!"
The light went on then, the idea just forming at the corner of my mind, as I continued to suck Bobby's thick cock hungrily, and he eased his finger deeper inside my pucker. Damn, I suddenly wondered, what would it be like to actually have him fuck, me, to slide this fleshy cock inside my ass, and hammer my guts with it, until his hot juices spilled, and flooded my ass with his creamy cum? The idea actually excited the hell out of me, and I began concentrating on the new sensation his probing finger was generating as he moved it in and out of my tight tunnel. Bobby was also gaining enthusiasm for the task, working his finger around deep inside me, and muttering a steady stream of comments about the tightness, and heat of my "pussy," as he kept calling it. I frantically wondered what I could do, or say, to make him understand that I was totally willing, even wanting, for him to fill me with this amazing meat that filled my mouth, and, as I rapidly processed the myriad of thoughts that flashed thorough my mind, he suddenly worked his finger over a spot inside me that made me flinch, and shudder, his rampant cock falling from my mouth as I groaned in amazing pleasure from the contact.
"Ohhh fuck....dude...do that...again....oh Jesus....!" I croaked, my fist capturing his rigid cock, and stroking it, as I lapped at his heavy ball sac.
He wiggled his finger around some, then, touched it again, as I shivered strongly, and let out another deep groan of pure ecstasy, and groaned,
"Ohh God....fuck...that's...ummm.....fucking amazing...!" I hissed, feeling my balls lurch higher in my sac, as Bobby settled in, and moved his finger back and forth over the sweet spot repeatedly, lighting an instant bonfire deep in my balls.
"Shit, dude...I'm...aggg....cumming.....fuuuuuck...!" I wailed, and my cock all but exploded, literally untouched, my gushing streams of cum flying from the strained slit in long, heavy ropes that ejected wetly up onto my stomach, and chest.
Bobby kept on prodding the hot spot, and it felt like I'd never stop shooting, as volley after volley of my thick ejaculate streaked onto my skin, soaking me in the stuff, until I thought I might pass out from the shear exertion of it all. Suddenly exhausted, I rolled to one side, gasping, and shaking, as Bobby started to slide his finger out of my ass. I quickly reached back, and grabbed his wrist, nearly yelling at him to keep it in there, and touch that place some more. My eyes focused on his throbbing erection, and I suddenly knew that I had to have it, needed him to bury it inside me, to fuck me, long and hard!
Bobby gamely eased his finger back inside me, and once more began probing over the magic spot, and I shuddered strongly, moaning with the shear ecstasy of the feeling. I eyed his thick cock where it throbbed in front of my face, and shuddered again, then, quickly dragged my fingers through the multiple streaks of creamy cum that streaked my torso, scooping up the slick fluid, then, grabbed his rigid cock, and coated it with the stuff, as I turned my head to look up into Bobby's wide eyes, and growled,
"Fuck me, Bobby...oh shit, man....hurry...fuck me...I want this cock inside me...right now....please man....fucking do it...I want it...Bobby...?"
His eyes went wider still, and a quizzical look crossed his face for a few seconds, as his mind processed my frantic plea, then, he blinked quickly, and nodded, as he quickly maneuvered behind me. He slid his arm under my stomach, and lifted me, as I scooted up onto my knees, literally offering my ass up to him, my breath ragged, and catching in my throat as I gulped in air. I jumped slightly, as I felt the wide head of his cock poke at my crevice, and sensed the wetness of his flowing precum, and I buried my face in my arms, and mumbled,
"Hurry Bobby....oh man....yes...fuck me, dude...fuck my ass...!"
He groaned, shifting behind me, his steely hard cock probing into my crease, then, the head pressing into my small wrinkle, stabbing at it, as I held my breath, and willed my tight muscle to relax, and let him in.
"Jesus, Josh...man...you sure about this...?....it's....like...way fucking small for this thing, dude...gonna hurt like hell, maybe...?" he grunted, still pressing his cock head into my tight ring.
"YES, damn it....just push, already...fuck....me....Bobby.....go on....do it now...!" I roared, and very nearly instantly regretted having said it, as he shoved strongly forward, and his battering ram cock pushed past my anal ring, and drilled several inches inside me. It felt like he had shoved a ball bat inside me, my tunnel stretched tight, and suddenly on fire, and I groaned deeply, as he continued his thrust until the entire length of that thick cock was buried into my screaming guts. He stopped moving then, and I felt his hands moving over my back, and my ass cheeks, as I huffed, and gurgled, feeling completely stuffed, so stuffed that it would not have surprised me if I suddenly found the head of his cock entering my mouth from my throat.
Bobby held still for a minute or so, and slowly the searing pain subsided, and, surprising me, a warm flush of pleasure began to surge through me, a feeing totally unlike anything I had ever felt before. I inhaled a huge breath, held it, then, let it go, as Bobby moved his hands over my sweating skin, and gently kneaded the smooth mounds of my ass.
"Holy shit, Josh....this is....amazing....fuck...so damn tight...and hot...Jesus...you, um...you ok, man..?" he puffed, as he gulped in shallow breaths, and moved his hips ever so gently, his cock barely moving inside me.
I sucked in some more wind, adjusted now to the intense feeling of fullness, and the pressure, and focused on the spreading feeling of warmth, and pleasure that was rapidly growing within me, and muttered,
"I'm good, dude...rough there for a minute...good now...Jesus...getting really good...ah man...go for it...fuck me, Bobby...just...ahhh...fuck....me, ok?" I managed, moving my ass around, and pushing back onto his thick post to encourage him to get on with it, and fuck me.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then, exhaled loudly, and slowly began to withdraw, his battering ram of a cock stretching my tissues to the max. He moved his hands to grip the mounds of my upturned ass, and I heard him moan softly, then, he flexed his hips forward, and once more eased the entire shaft into my gripping ass. The head of Bobby's cock slid across that same zone of pure pleasure that his finger had touched, and I shuddered, my cock lurching beneath me, as I groaned, and implored him to do that again, faster, and harder. He seemed to understand my meaning, as he settled into a steady in and out rhythm, pausing at the apex of each stroke, and repeatedly guided his cock head over the special button that seemed to light me on fire each time he did it, and in no time any real hint of pain had disappeared, and I wanted this, needed it, and I began rolling my ass, and pushing back into his forward plunges, using my muscles to clamp tightly onto his moving cock as he plunged in and out of me, gaining speed, and depth.
I felt the sweat dripping off my forehead, and the drool from my sagging mouth drip onto my arms, as I rolled my head side to side, and wiggled my ass on Bobby's impaled cock, as I blabbered incoherently for him to fuck me, fuck me, oh God, fuck me good! Bobby had definitely warmed to the task, as he pistoned his turgid cock in and out of my ass, his hand dropping under me to grab onto my very erect cock, and stroke me, as he drove steadily into me, over and over. I was dizzy, and mumbling a steady cadence of non-sense, and was totally amazed when I suddenly realized that I was once again spraying cum all over the place, as Bobby's cock continued to stimulate that incredible spot in my ass.
"Ahhh jeez...!" I wailed, "cumming.....again....fuuuuuck...!"
Bobby speeded up his hammering strokes, his hands tightly grabbing onto my hips, as he drilled me with jack-rabbit strokes, and nearly yelled,
"Ahhhh, fuuuuuck....me too, dude.....awwww.....shiiiiiiitt...!"
I felt his cock lurch strongly, and it seemed to swell even thicker, as I clamped down with all my remaining strength, literally grabbing onto his sliding shaft with my ass muscles, as he roared once more, and ejected what felt like a river of warm cum into my spasming ass tunnel. He pounded in and out, exhaling a deep growl with each thrust, as he drained his balls into my rectum, then, stopped moving, and rolled to his side, still imbedded in my sopping wet sheath, as he grabbed me around my waist, and held me tight in his arms.
We lay there several minutes, neither of us saying anything, as we struggled to recover our breathing, and allowing our pounding hearts to subside. Finally, Bobby moved, and his wilted cock slipped out of my battered hole with a soft popping sound, and I had to giggle softly, as I felt the torrent of his copious semen begin to drain from my stretched opening. I lifted my head off my arms, and looked at his flushed, and sweating face, then smiled, as I muttered,
"Wow Sailor.....damn.....WOW...!"
Bobby's cute face broke into a wide grin, as he flushed even deeper, and replied,
"Holy shit...man...I....uh....yea....right.....just....well, WOW...!"
We separated then, both of us still amazed at what had just happened, and I think that Bobby was maybe wrestling again with those demons of his that frowned upon his forages into "gay" behavior, although I was feeling elated, and somehow more complete than I had ever felt before. A bit tender, admittedly, and certainly messy, as Bobby's copious fluids continued to leak out of me, but still, elated, and amazed at the experience. I pretty much slimed my tee shirt in an effort to mop up the aftermath of his incredible discharge, and my own, then, we got our shorts back on, and made our way back to the car.
Bobby was quiet for a while on the ride home, and I gave him some time with his own thoughts for a while, then, reached across to give his crotch a gentle grope, as I smiled at him, and said,
"Let it go, Bobby...don't beat your self up over it...you did it for me, and I sure as hell asked for it, so just...let it go, dude, its all cool."
He looked at me, then, looked down at my hand in his lap, then, looked back at me, a slow smile painting over his face, as he nodded his head, and said,
"That you did, Josh....most definitely, you asked for it...and, I'm not actually beating myself up about giving it to you, either...hell, I loved it....I'm only brooding about my leaving first thing in the morning, and wondering how long it will be before I can....fuck your amazing little "pussy", again...!"
I gave his growing truncheon a firm squeeze, laughing softly at his remarks, and told him,
"Well....hey, there is the two week Christmas break, right...?....and, if you can't make it home, well, maybe I could come and visit you on the coast....and, of course, I'd definitely be bringing along my...um..."pussy!"
Bobby laughed with me then, nodding vigorously, as he announced his total agreement with my line of thinking.
And so, Bobby left at first light the following morning, and returned to the less arid climate that more favored his debilitating asthma condition, leaving me to the arduous task of x-ing the days until Christmas beak off my calendar, and, to the continued honing of my second-favorite pass time, which is, of course, blowing Bobby's brother.
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