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Latter Day DILFChapter Six
I am hard as a fucking brick. It's the anticipation that's doing it. I have no idea who I'm meeting or what they will expect me to do. Freshly showered and dressed as instructed, I grab my keys and make a dash to my car. I make it just before thunder starts to rumble in the distance. I'm actually beginning to enjoy the uncertainty that goes with my new calling. It turns me on not knowing who I'll be servicing next. Before I drive off, I check the text again to make sure I didn't miss anything.
-Be here at 9pm sharp -Wear the pair of beat-up old g's you had on the night you were anointed -Don't lock your apartment door when you leave -Don't tell anyone where you are going -Park around the corner on the side street -The gate to the backyard will be unlocked -Strip to your garments outside the pool house door -Come inside/Do NOT turn on the lights -Let the spirit guide your actions
The address they gave me isn't too far away. It's actually right on the edge of our Ward boundaries. My erection isn't subsiding. I know these encounters are technically not supposed to be for my pleasure, but I am still fucking psyched! So far, I've managed to cum every time, even when I've been bottoming; but I realize that it's not about my orgasm. I genuinely feel rewarded just seeing these priesthood holder's faces as I'm worshiping their cocks, plowing them with mine or letting them use my ass. As I drive, I reach down to adjust my erection. I feel my cock head snag in one of the holes in these old g's. Trying to free it by rubbing through my jeans, I just make it worse. I feel my dick working its way through a rip in the crotch. Damn it! With my knob snaking its way through the tight hole, my foreskin slides back so my exposed cock head is now rubbing against the rough denim. I knew that I should have retired this pair of garments a long time ago. It seemed like a weird request to have me wear them tonight; but I'm just following orders.
Not only does the house look unfamiliar as I drive past and loop around to park on the side street; but it looks dark and uninhabited. Makes sense since there's a prominent For Sale sign on the front lawn. It took much less time than I'd planned to get here. Since I'm early, I lean back in the seat and watch the clock on the dash. Rubbing my boner, but resisting the urge to pull it out, I let my mind wander back to yesterday....
My visit to the hotel to meet the two Brothers' Resendez and President Lyman (I keep thinking of him as Arnie, now), ended up lasting nearly two hours. I had thought we were nearly finished after the first hour when I was gifted with Brother Miguel's holy seed; but then the handsome older Latino asked me if I would lick his cock clean while his younger husband added his own load to my ass. I was all for it. In the few minutes since I'd met him, I was already developing a bit of a crush on his partner, Lehi. I know how much I'd hate to be saddled with a Book of Mormon name, so it made sense when he asked me to call him Lee. He was only about ten years older than me; and he treated me more like an equal than the other daddies did. He was not only attractive, but confident and sexy to boot. I had seen the love and lust in his face as he'd watched Miguel fuck me up against the window of the hotel room earlier. I didn't notice any jealousy in his expression, just passion. His devotion to Miguel was evident, even while he was watching him balls-deep in another man. I was thrilled to be on the receiving end of his husband's aggressive fucking; but I'm not sure how I would have felt if Lee had showed any signs of jealousy or betrayal. This is just recreation for me. I wouldn't want to come between two partners; but cumming between them is a different story! I just hope someday, someone will look at me the way Lee looks at Miguel.
President Lyman had come in from the bedroom in time to see Miguel finish breeding me on the sofa. Even though the President had blasted his seed in Lee a short time ago, he was obviously aroused again. He had particularly seemed to enjoy watching when Lee had joined in at the end and used his amazing oral skills to help his hubby unload in me. President Lyman said that he wanted to fuck my ass after Lee was finished with it. He said they might be sending me home with three loads swimming in my guts. I liked the sound of that!
But then things took an unexpected turn.
Out of nowhere, President Lyman put his arm around my shoulder and asked if I had thought to give thanks for my new calling yet. As I stuttered to respond, he told me that even in the church, we tend to take things for granted. As the presiding authority at our little gathering, he said he felt it was his responsibility to set an example; you can never have too many lessons in gratitude. He asked Lee to bring over a chair from the dining table in the corner. Then with me seated in the center of the room, the three men stood in a circle around me and placed their hands on my head to pray.
President Lyman started by giving thanks for my `servant's heart' and welcomed me into this New Covenant. He blessed Miguel and Lehi's union and expressed his gratitude for their willingness to openly share one another. Then at some point in the prayer I felt one of the brethren take their hands from my head. I kept my eyes closed until I heard a moan. When I opened one eye to peek out, I was treated to the erotic sight of President Lyman using one of his hands to caress Lee's chest. With his other hand, he was stroking the younger man's firm erection; all as he continued to pray. Watching Lee's foreskin slip back and forth over the head of his cock was hypnotic. I was so turned on, I wasn't paying any attention to the words that were being said. I liked the contrast, seeing his large weathered hands caressing Lee so sensually. When the President's voice faltered, Miguel effortlessly stepped in and continued the prayer, offering his own thanks for the events of the day so far. He expressed gratitude for a Higher Order of Brotherhood intended to strengthen the bonds of trust and affection among righteous priesthood holders. As he prayed, he inched closer and I felt his erection rubbing against me. Now with both my eyes wide open, I watched as Lee took one of his hands off of my head and began to explore President Lyman's body. By the time his fingers reached the older man's ass, Miguel had also taken his hands from my head. With one hand on Lee's neck and the other on President Lyman's, he guided them until their lips met and they started to passionately make out. I decided then and there to leave my eyes open anytime these guys were praying. You never know what you're going to see.
By the time Miguel finally uttered Amen, Lee was on his knees behind Arnie, noisily tonguing his ass. I didn't wait to be asked to join in; eagerly dropping to my knees for another chance to suck Arnie Lyman's fat cock with that wicked, upward curve. With my mouth stretched to its limit, I glanced to my side, wondering if Brother Miguel was going to get involved. He had returned to the sofa, where he was leaning back, stroking his cock and enjoying the show. He had one arm behind his head; and I caught him turn his head to the side to sniff at his hairy armpit. He noticed me watching him and gave me a wink. He seemed perfectly content to sit by and watch his husband in action. He had only finished fucking me a few minutes ago, yet the thick cock he was stroking was steely hard again.
President Lyman was full of surprises. I'd imagined he was always a top guy. So it was freaking hot to see him move over to the sofa next to Miguel and get on his knees, presenting his round hairy ass to Lee. I stepped closer and watched Lee rub his cock around the older man's spit-covered hole. After a few tentative pokes, that beautiful uncut dick of Lee's breached the opening and he started to fuck the Stake President with a gentle rhythm. It was so damn hot that I wasn't even mad that President Lyman was the one getting fucked instead of me. When I looked up at Lee's face, he was watching me and smiling. He threw his arm around my shoulder and started to kiss me without missing a stroke. When he dropped his hand down and started to aggressively finger my hole, I thought I still might have a chance to get another breeding after all.
Keeping his left hand busy playing with my cum filled ass, he used his right hand to push my head down until it was inches away from the spot where he was plowing into Arnie's surprisingly tight hole. Inspired by Lee's ass-to-mouth action while Miguel had fucked me earlier, I started to lick his cock on each out stroke. It didn't take long before Lee tensed up, pulled out just far enough to spray his first burst of cum on the Stake President's furry hole, then spear back in to finish unloading. Even after he'd cum, he kept fucking his load deeper. By the time he finally let his softening dick slip out, there was a creamy mess running down Arnie's legs. I eagerly sucked Lee's cock clean. I was supposed to have been the recipient of that load, after all.
President Lyman collapsed onto the sofa with Lee on top of him. I thought the old man might've had enough fun for one day; but when Lee rolled off of him, and he sat up, his legendary prick was still rock hard. When he saw me staring at it, his expression told me all I needed to know. I may have missed out on taking Lee's seed; but I was going to get my ass fucked one more time. So with Arnie leaning back on the sofa, I climbed up to straddle him and started to ride....
Oh fuck. The clock on my dash says 8:59. Brought back to reality, and even harder now, I hop out of my car and hurry across the lawn as a light rain starts to fall. I let myself into the backyard; then make my way to the pool house, strip to my g's and quietly slip through the open sliding glass door. As my eyes adjust to the dark, I reach out in front of me so I don't run into anything. Suddenly a flash of lightning illuminates the small room, but just long enough for me to catch sight of a big guy stretched out on his stomach on a chaise lounge. Then it's dark again and rain starts to pound down outside. The noise of the rain on the metal roof fills the pool house.
Even though I'm startled to see a nude body so close to me in the dark, the shock isn't enough to wilt my boner. In fact when I reach down and grip it, I realize my hard cock is still poking out of the rip in my g's, not out of the fly. The quick glimpse I got of this guy revealed a beefy, round butt and sturdy legs. His garment top is pulled up over his head. I hold still for a minute, thinking he might say something. Then I remember the last line of instruction from the text.
Let the spirit guide your actions.
I tentatively reach out and rub my hand over his exposed ass. There's a quiet moan and I feel him push back against my touch. I lean my head down. He smells like soap with just enough of his natural scent to drive me crazy. I guess you can call it `the spirit' if you want, or maybe it's the pheromones; but something is urging me to explore that ass. I run my hands over it, gently biting on his cheeks as I run my fingers along his crack. He moans loudly before saying something I can't make out, due to the sound of the storm outside. I hold still and listen. Then I whisper:
"Sorry. Did you say something?"
This time I hear him clearly recite from 2nd Nephi:
"Again I say unto you that if ye will enter in by the way......the Holy Ghost...will show unto you all the things what ye should do."
Fuck yeah! Game on! In all honesty, I forget that I'm supposed to hear the cheesy Book of Mormon verses before we get down and dirty. His head is still covered. At this point, I guess I don't really care who he is. All I know is that there's a fat, meaty, muscle ass laid out in front of me; and I'm hoping to breed it. I won't have to spray my load on my own belly tonight. I pry his cheeks apart and dive in. He's so damn hairy. My cock is hard and I rub it against his furry legs as I rim his hole. It feels totally different than the few asses I've tongued so far. With Wayne and Brother Benton, I had felt their experienced holes blossom open for me the longer I rimmed; no doubt anticipating what was coming next. This hole feels tight and unyielding. I'm guessing that this might be a new experience for the stud under me. When I add a finger, I hear him whimper; but he never stops pressing back onto me.
I run my hands from the small of his back up to his broad shoulders. This is one big, muscular guy. As my eyes are adjusting to the dark, I notice a small tattoo on his left shoulder. I try to guess what ward member has been hiding this awesome body under his suit. I'm having no luck coming up with any clues to his identity. I stretch out on top of him and kiss his neck. When I do, it becomes more obvious just how much bigger he is than me. I can feel the vibration under me as he moans. While I'm tempted to try and pull his g's away from his head to see if he's willing to kiss me, I understand if he wants this to be anonymous.
As I slide back down toward his butt, his hand at his side nudges out a small bottle of lube that rolls toward me. As excited as I am to top this big guy, it's the first time I haven't been able to see who I'm going to have sex with. Bishop Steale had warned me that some of the men would want me blindfolded, like I was that night in his office. I have just never thought about sliding my bare cock into an anonymous ass. After I've fucked him and left my seed inside, what are the chances that I could be randomly sitting next to him in priesthood meeting next Sunday? Would it be weird that he would know I had shot my cum up his ass, while I was left clueless?
I spread his muscled butt cheeks apart again to get in a few more licks. Drizzling the lube down his crack, I start to probe him with a finger. He's finally opening up a little. I'm not as big as some of the jumbo dicks I've encountered this past week; but I still want to do right by this guy. When I can easily slide two fingers in and out, I get up on my knees and rub the head of my cock around his puckered hole. Just as I start to push, he whispers again. He confirms what I had already guessed.
"Go easy, man. I've never done this."
The voice is familiar, but I still can't quite place it. If this is his first time, I recognize my obligation to start easy; even though my dick gets a tad harder knowing that he's a virgin. I feel my head pop through the ring of muscle; then I hold still. Damn is he tight. I remember what President Lyman said about expressing gratitude. I listen to his moans and try to take my cues from his body language. As I let him adjust, I lay on his back and whisper in his ear.
"I'm honored to be your first, brother. I've gotta tell ya, you have the kind of body I've always fantasized about. You're a fucking stud! Let me know when you're ready for more."
"Keep going, Brodie. Nice and slow. It feels fucking awesome."
So he does know me. Oddly, it turns me on that he knows me, even though I'm still left in the dark. I'm trying to be careful not to hurt him; but when I bottom out, it feels so good that I instinctively flex my hips to try and get even deeper. Rather than complain, I hear him moan and feel him push back against me. It may be his first time, but this stud wants fucked. I pick up the pace until I have a steady rhythm going. Still lying on his back, I force my hands under him so I can grip him by the chest. Fuck is this guy built! When I flick at his nipple, I know I've found his weakness.
"Oh my God! Fuck Brodie. Keep doing that. You don't have to go easy on my tits. Fuck, that feels good."
"Fuck yeah. I can't believe I'm balls deep in you, stud! I hope I get to see that pumped up chest before we're done tonight."
He starts pushing back to meet every thrust, so I ramp up the pace. A few days ago, I would have worried about coming too fast; but now I know I'm good for a couple rounds, maybe I can dump in him twice. I want to give him a first time that he won't forget.
I sense that there's someone else in the room with us a split second before I feel the hand on my ass. Again, a week ago I would've freaked out; but now I'm learning that these horny Brethren are full of surprises. It actually excites me to think someone has been watching me while I'm in top mode. Even though the voice is addressing the dude under me, I recognize it immediately.
"You're taking it like a man, Kev! I told ya you'd like it. It looks like Brodie's getting you all opened up for me."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Get the fuck out of here, Jason! This wasn't part of the deal. I don't even want you in here watching, let alone have your prick anywhere near my ass hole. You promised it was just going to be me and Brodie!"
"Come on, Kev. Where's the fun in that? Embarrassed to have your brother-in-law watch you get that sweet muscle ass railed? It's not like I haven't taken it up the butt before, buddy. It doesn't make me any less of a man. You've gotta learn how to take it, if you're going to be dishing it out. If it feels good, just roll with it. I told you Brodie would take good care of you. He's a natural."
It's all making sense now. Bishop Steale's gravelly voice is a fucking turn on. I feel like my boner just expanded another inch. Only partly because my hot as fuck Bishop now has his hand down the back of my g's, encouraging me not to stop plowing; but mostly because the exchange between these two let's me know whose ass I'm buried in. Oh fuck yeah! I have `lusted in my heart' for this guy! Kevin is married to Bishop Steale's sister. They lived in our Ward for the first few years after they got married. His wife is pretty high-maintenance; in fact she's a lot like her brother, the Bishop. They are both damned good looking; always well dressed; and brimming with a self confidence that borders on vanity.
On the other hand, while Kevin obviously spends a lot of time in the gym; he's a good-natured, easy-going, jeans and sneakers kind of guy. Even the clothes he used to wear to church were baggy and comfortable, like he was more concerned with comfort than with showing off his gains. I knew he was hot; but I had no idea how pumped up he was under his church clothes. He's the one who got Bishop Steale started on his weight lifting kick while I was on my mission. When I saw the Bishop naked a few days ago in his office, he was cut and lean. Kev on the other hand is big and beefy; a guy who works his ass off, but still loves to eat. I also wouldn't be surprised if he snuck the occasional beer. Then his deep voice snaps me out of my reverie.
"Brodie, it doesn't look like the fuckhead is going to leave us alone. Just try and pretend like he's not here. Finish what you started. I'm dying to feel you nut in me, buddy. Hopefully we can meet up another night for some alone time without you-know-who."
"Oh I'm a fuckhead now, am I? Who set you up with Brodie anyway? You should be thanking me, bro. But you're right about one thing, I'm definitely not going anywhere. Not until I empty my balls anyway. One of you is taking my load before we're done here. Keep fucking him Elder. Let's send him home to my sister with some sperm in his guts!"
The Bishop pulls his fingers out of my crack and stands up just long enough to chuck his sweatpants and workout shorts, before climbing on behind me. He must have just come from the gym because he's not wearing his garments. He's stripped down to a pair of compression shorts with his huge dick bulging down his leg. I panic for a second as I'm reminded how well endowed he is. But I forget my worries when I feel his chest up against my back and he reaches around me, feeling my cock as it pumps into Kevin's ass. The smell of sweat from the Bishop's workout is overwhelming.
"C'mon Bodie! No one told you to slow down. I'll bet that hole is fucking tight, isn't it? He's been wanting to try this for a while now. Show him what you can do, son! You realize you're balls deep in the hottest stud in the city, right? I would've killed to be the one to take his cherry; but Kevin here thinks it'd be wrong to screw around with family. It's not like we're related by blood."
"Jason, would you shut the fuck up? Quit rambling and let him get on with it. Everything was perfect before you got here. I still think it's fucking weird to be in here naked with you."
"Come on, bro. We've been naked together in the locker room hundreds of times."
"Not with fucking boners, we haven't! I'm not intimidated by your dick when it's hanging soft while you strut around the lockers. You always have been an exhibitionist. It's obvious that you buy your clothes to purposely show off how hung you are. But we're fucking related, Jason. I still have to sit across the table from you at family dinners. I don't want to be thinking about your mule dick while I'm giving the blessing on the food."
"Now that's where we're different, bro. I'm already thinking how fun it would be to drag your ass into the bathroom at Thanksgiving and pound a load into you; while the rest of the clan are cluelessly watching the game in the next room. Don't you see how hot that could be? I'm gonna be thinking of your ass, whether you like it or not. Especially now that I know it's finally been fucked. Hey Brodie, pull out for a sec. Let me get a look at his hole!"
Kevin's ass makes a slurping sound as I ease out. I pull his cheeks apart so we can both get a good look. I'm ready to ask if I can turn on a light when the Bishop grabs his phone from his sweatpants on the floor. I thought he was going to take a picture; but he just uses the flashlight to expose the hole I've been stretching. It looks so fuckin hot! The hair surrounding it is slick and matted. Bishop Steale hands me the phone to hold before pushing me to the side. I can't say I blame him when he uses both of his hands to pry those muscled glutes apart; then dives in face first like a maniac.
"Oh fuck! What are you doing to me? Fuckin' hell! That better be your tongue, Brodie!"
I know I should answer, but I figure the longer I keep my mouth shut, the longer I get to watch the hot scene playing out in front of me. I keep stroking, eager for my chance to plow back into that fat ass and drop my load. Kevin's hole has been loosening up, and now with Bishop Steale's tongue in there getting him good and wet, I decide I can't wait anymore. My initial thought is to give my ass-obsessed Bishop a hard shove, get my cock back in that ass and worry about the consequences later. But I haven't forgotten the scary glimpse I got of Bishop Steale's mean streak the other night in his office.
Instead, I go with plan B: a more tactful approach. I lean in and nudge Bishop Steale over just enough to get my face in there and join him in his ass munching. Not only does he let me in, he starts licking at my face as I lick his bro-in-law's ass. Within seconds I'm making out with my studly ecclesiastical leader while we take turns on the banquet spread out for us. There's no way Kevin doesn't know that both of us are worshiping his butt; and if his increasing moans are any indication, he's beyond caring that we're both involved at this point. I can feel my load churning. I decide I'm going to have to be assertive.
"I've got to cum, sir. And I promised Kevin my load."
"Fuck yeah! I like a man who keeps his promises. I made a good choice selecting you, Elder! I knew you'd be a wild man once you got broken in. Now let's get this jacked motherfucker knocked up!"
It's hot enough hearing him praise me, but as I get in place to resume fucking, it gets even better. With my cock rubbing against Kevin's furry cunt, Bishop Steale leans down for one more taste of his brother-in-law's hole. Then he looks up and makes eye contact with me, as he sucks my leaking cock head into his mouth and coats it with his slobber. He knows damn well that it's already been in Kevin's ass. What he doesn't know is how close I come to spewing my first load down his throat. But then he sits back to watch and I sink into Kevin's warm, welcoming hole. Fuck yeah!
Just as I regain my rhythm, I hear the Bishop pump some lube out of the bottle. I'm resigned to it when I feel his fingers push into me. He's aggressively trying to get me opened up. I know perfectly well what he's planning to do, but I'm so damn close. If he shoves that huge cock in me while I'm fucking Kev, I'm going to nut. Even though I know I can stay hard for a second round, I really want to see Kevin's face when he takes a man's load up his ass for the first time. The Bishop seems to like it when I show some initiative, so I decide to take charge.
"Kevin, I'm going to pull out for a sec. I'm gonna need you to flip over on your back and put your legs up on my shoulders. Jason, as soon as I'm in place you can shoehorn that monster dick into me; but I'm going to need a lot more lube."
"Oh it's Jason now, huh? Where the fuck did that come from? You're getting cocky now; but it is fucking hot! Just don't be surprised if I make you pay for that later. Well, you heard the man Kev! Better do what he says."
When Kevin does roll over, I can't believe how lucky I am. He's so fucking cute. He is such a beefy, macho dude; but he looks so vulnerable right now. Without giving him time to object, I lean down to kiss him. Thankfully, he doesn't resist. Fuck yeah! In fact, the kissing trips some kind of a trigger in him. Our tongues are battling and he reaches up to grip the back of my neck and draw me in closer. This fucker is strong! When the head of my cock rubs against his hole, he starts to growl again. I feel Bishop Steale grab my prick; slick it up with some more lube; and then guide it back into Kev's snug, furry ass.
I've been so carried away by everything that's happened so far, I still haven't removed my garments. My cock is still poking out of the rip in the crotch. It started out as a little tear, but the front of my g's are basically shredded now. By the time I bottom out, my cock totally buried in Kevin's guts; there is a ripping sound behind me as Jason impatiently creates his own opening. Then with unfettered access, I feel Jason's big dick make contact with my hole. Fuck! I'm glad I asked for more lube. I'm not going to lie; even with the extra lube, it still stings.
Mercifully, rather than impale me, he takes his time working all the way in. He even pulls back a bit and pumps on more lube. I'm actually relieved when I feel his balls tap against me. I feel stretched; but it feels fucking great. I reach down and grab Kevin's nipples with both hands, then watch his eyes roll back in his head. I start to rock back and forth; fucking myself into Kev and then back on Jason's cock. But when he feels me push against him, I guess he figures I'm ready for a ride. He starts making long, forceful strokes; shoving me deeper into Kev. I feel my balls tighten up. I try to hold back. Then my sexy fucking Bishop brings his hand up to my throat. I feel his grip tighten as he starts to pound. It's more than I can handle. I begin shooting my load deep in my muscle stud's guts, milking Jason's cock in the process.
"Oh fuck yeah! Breed that hairy, married, muscle butt! I can feel your cunt clamping down on me with every spurt! How are you doing down there, Kev? How's it feel taking junior's sperm up your ass? You look so fucking hot, bro!"
Kevin's face is glazed over. He's frantically jerking on his fat, stubby cock. I can tell he's trying to cum while I'm still inside him; but my mind is going in a different direction. I lean in close to whisper to him while Jason keeps stabbing into me. I'd prefer that Jason doesn't hear.
"That was so fucking sweet, Kev. I'm honored you let me be the first. I'll try and stay in you until you nut, if that's what you want; but Jason has me loosened up. Do you want to fuck me and drop your load inside? I would fucking love that. It's a night to try new things, stud."
Rather than answer me, Kevin quickly nods his head up and down. He takes his hand off of his cock and I get a good look at it. It's fairly average in length, cut and fat as fuck. I can't wait! When I ease out of him, my cock is followed by a river of cum. Trying to sound more in command than I really am, I look behind me and give my next set of orders.
"Okay Jason. I need you to pull out and take a break. Kevin's going to unload inside of me. When he's done, you can climb back in the saddle and fuck his creampie even deeper. How does that sound? You want that huge dick of yours covered in your bro's seed?"
"Or maybe I can pound him while he's fucking your scrawny ass? I don't want you getting used to thinking you're in charge here. It was cute at first; but don't forget who owns you. I call the shots here, Brodie!"
I am listening to him; but I'm already getting into position on my hands and knees for Kevin. I feel like I have an obligation to be Kev's protector, even if it means being on the Bishop's shit list. I haven't forgotten how excited Jason was the other night in his office when he slapped me and almost twisted my nips off. He was getting off on hurting me; and he got a glimpse of how much it turned me on. I wiggle my ass at Kev to let him know I'm ready, before giving Jason my final pitch.
"I know you're in charge, Bishop. I respect you. And I'm usually going to do exactly what you tell me to do. I just don't get the impression that Kevin is ready for that yet. He put his trust in me; and now I'm watching out for him. You want to show me who's in charge? I'm dying to suck your cock while he breeds me. You liked it the other night when you had to discipline me. You scared the fuck out of me; and I liked it. Let Kevin take things at his own pace. I'll be a slut for you. You can use me as rough as you want. You can fuck my face; gag me with your big dick; and take out your frustrations on me. But then think how awesome it's going to feel when you dip back into my flooded ass! Your huge cock sloshing around in your brother-in-law's jizz! I'll bet Kevin's balls are pretty damn full right now. And you know I'll suck both of your cocks clean when you're done."
Jason begrudgingly gives in. He knows I'm right. He forcefully grabs my head as Kevin rubs his fat cock along my crack. With his mushroom head poised at my hole, Kev lays his weight on my back and kisses my neck. I feel my chest swell up with pride when he whispers in my ear and thanks me for watching out for him. He tentatively presses into me; but when he feels his head break through, his breeding instinct kicks in and he plows the rest off the way in. My own dick is still hard and Kev reaches around and grabs hold of it. Then he really goes to town on my ass.
The Bishop has been patient long enough. Not content with my blow job, he starts to force himself further down my throat. Keeping a tight hold on my head, he laughs each time I gag. He lets me go long enough to fill my lungs with air before shoving it back in again. If I had my own way, I'd rather give Kev more attention. He's doing a great job on my ass; I don't think he's going to last too long. I'm happy that he said he'd like to get together another time, just the two of us. Bishop Steale is hot as hell; but by dividing my attention between them, neither one is getting the attention they deserve. As Kevin begins to fuck even faster, Bishop Jason eggs him on.
"You ready to load him up, Kev? I don't think I ever seen anything hotter in my life than watching you own that ass! You are such a fucking hunk. You know, I'd never done anything with a guy when you were first dating my sister; but I used to think about you when I beat off. Back then I just imagined us jerking together. Then I started to check out your big butt. I'm not going to push it; but just so you know, when you're ready my ass is yours bro!"
That's all it takes to push Kevin over the edge. He drives in deep and growls as he fills me up. In a perfect world, I'd have gladly let him keep his fat cock lodged inside me until he was ready for another round. But I have a horny Bishop who is dying to get back in my hole. I don't even mind that he is probably less interested in my ass, than in the fresh load of Melchizedek seed oozing out of it. He is finally going to get his chance to wallow in his relative's spunk.
I flip around and take Kev's cock in my mouth, making him shiver at the sensation of my lips on his sensitive head. I'm not surprised when I feel Jason's tongue spear into me. It's more than a few licks. He sucks a mouthful of cum out of me before ramming his cock in all the way to his balls. Kevin runs his hands through my hair as I nurse on his dick. It's lost its hardness; but still feels bloated and thick. The Bishop only lasts a few minutes. He starts to rhythmically slap my ass with his hand before he shoves in hard and breeds me. I'm amazed how long his orgasm goes on, feeling his big dick throb in my ass with each spurt.
They are both fairly quiet as I turn and lick Jason clean. It makes me wonder if things are going to be awkward between the two of them for a while. I just hope the Bishop will give Kevin some space while he comes to terms with everything that's happened here. The rain has stopped and there is just enough moonlight for us to tidy up the pool house. Kevin's wife is a real estate agent and he tells me that when he came to help her photograph this place, he came up with the idea to make good use of it while it was vacant. As we are getting dressed, Bishop Steale thoughtfully hands me a new pair of g's to wear. He said President Lyman had been appalled at the state of my old pair and suggested he have a talk with me. He makes me promise to cut out the marks of the trashed pair when I got home.
When I get to my car, I'm surprised that it isn't even ten o'clock yet. I could have sworn we were going at it for longer than that. I'm almost home when I realize that I never did cum again after I dumped that first load in Kevin. I start chubbing up, just thinking about rubbing one out before bed while I replay tonight's events over in my head. It's not until I pull into the driveway and see my high school buddy Wayne's truck, that I remember my instructions for the night had included leaving my apartment unlocked. I'd been so focused on all the other stuff in the text that I'd forgotten; but honestly, with my apartment over the garage, and the stairs and entrance in the back, I seldom locked the door anyway.
I'm definitely excited to see Wayne again. It was just a few days ago that he came over hoping to get fucked. Brother Benton had told him about me and he was eager to sample the goods. He told me then that he had started fucking around with older guys in the ward before he went on his mission. That completely blew my mind. I'm thinking he might be the one who told Bishop Steale about me. If it was him, I owe him big time. Wayne is a stud! He has a body that's as hot as any porn star's. Even though he's hung like a horse, he told me that he's mainly interested in bottoming; a thought that makes my cock perk up. Guess I won't be jerking off tonight. When I get out of my car, I notice a motorcycle parked on the other side of Wayne's truck. This night is full of surprises.
But if there are a couple of them upstairs in my room, it seems odd that there aren't any lights on. I can picture Wayne stopping in at the house to yak with my folks while he waits for me to get home; but not if he has another horn dog in tow. I have my answer when I'm halfway up the stairs. I can hear my bed squeaking; and I can make out a couple of voices. This new lifestyle of mine is full of surprises and I fucking love it. I have my jeans undone and my new g's tucked under my balls by the time I get to the top of the stairs. Then as soon as I open the door everything goes dead quiet. I feel like I'm walking into my own surprise party.
After a few seconds I hear Wayne's muffled voice.
"Brodie? Is that you?"
"What the fuck? Wayne? Of course it's me. It's my house. I saw your truck out front. Why the fuck are all the lights off?"
"Don't turn `em on! Some of your new friends are shy."
He manages to say that before he bursts out laughing.
"Well, maybe not that shy. One of them has his dick up my ass and the other one is waiting to get fucked. Get naked and get your ass over here!"
There is just enough light coming through the window that I can make out the outline of a tall, skinny guy standing at the edge of my bed. As I hurry to strip down, my garment top comes off with my tee shirt. I kick off my shoes and drop my jeans; but leave the bottoms to my g's on.
It's not until I get right next to the bed that I can see what's going on. Two dudes are bent over the side of my bed. They are both wearing one piece garments with the back flaps spread open; exposing two fat asses. They have my comforter pulled over them from the waist up; and it sounds like they're making out under there. Even in the dim light, the effect is stunning: two disembodied asses ready to take on all comers. The skinny dude is slowly fucking one of them; that must be Wayne. As the top guy fucks, he's got his fingers deep in the other dude's hole. It's too dark to actually see the top guys dick; but judging from the distance his hips are moving on each outstroke, the fucker must have some length. When I get up next to him, he throws his arm over my shoulder for a weird, sideways hug.
"Brodie, it's Troy. Hope this isn't too weird. I know it's a freaky way to reconnect after not seeing you since you got back from your mission; but Wayne was sure you'd be into it. I've been eager to see you since dad told me he'd run into you the other day."
Now that I know who it is, a better greeting seems called for. I throw my arms around him and give my old buddy a proper hug. It's very strange that he keeps slowly pumping into Wayne's ass like he's on autopilot. He's casual and relaxed; like this is a normal way to greet a friend. In a way it makes sense, because I know I'm rapidly adjusting to being naked and hard with other horny dudes. Wayne's dad is Brother Packer; the first priesthood holder who showed up at my apartment to take advantage of my new calling. Troy and Wayne and I all went to school together. We've been friends since we were kids. It's too bad we hadn't all known each other's secrets years ago; high school would have been a helluva lot more fun. The other day when Brother Packer was here, after he bred my ass and I bred his; he had admitted that his son Troy was part of this new Brotherhood.
"Troy! I'm so damn glad to see you. You can be naked in my room anytime you want. I've been meaning to call you since I met up with your dad. My life's been kind of crazy though."
"Oh, we know! We heard all about your awesome week! I hope that doesn't freak you out; it's just that word travels fast in this group. Dad was thrilled to welcome you into the Brotherhood. He wanted to be here tonight; but couldn't get away."
"Wouldn't that be strange for you? Having him in here naked with us?"
"Not really. I can tell you one thing; if he was here, he wouldn't just be standing there while there's an ass waiting to get plugged."
Saying that, he pulls his fingers out of the hole he's been teasing and gives the guy's ass a loud slap. I reach over and tentatively slip a finger inside. The hole is lubed and ready. I rub some of the lube on my hard on, then add another finger. They both slide right in. I don't even think to ask whose ass it is. The guy is obviously primed and ready. I am harder than I have any right to be, after the night I've had. I place the head of my dick against that furry hole and glide right in. As my eyes are adjusting to the dark, I look over at Troy next to me. He is looking at me strangely; like he is checking for my reaction. I just smile and give him a thumbs up. He lets out a hoot and raises his hand for a high five. Then he starts to fuck Wayne's ass like a madman.
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I'd especially love feedback from LDS dudes; past and present. What did I miss? What rang true?