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When Tony answered the phone to his sister, the last thing he expected was her to be screaming down the phone at him that she wanted her boyfriend Jack beaten to a pulp. "Wassup wid dat" he asked her, wanting to know what was going on. "He's at some conference getting his ass fucked like a queer that's what's up with that" was her reply.
The answer had certainly shocked Tony, he'd never thought of Jack as being anything like that, but if he was doing the dirty on his sister, than he and their other brother Vinny would have to pay him a visit up at this so called conference he was at.
So, they did just that, the conference wasn't too far away, but it was a drive neither were expecting to make, and so both were pissed over that as well. Arriving at the conference site, they couldn't believe to find that it really did seem to be just that, with loads of people wondering the grounds, some eating lunch, others just sat and chatting. Getting out of their car, they approached the front desk and pretended to be some latecomers, picking up name badges, claiming to be Gordon and Bob.
Around twenty minutes later, they found Jack crouching on the floor, looking drawn and sad. "How you doing" Vinny called across to Jack. The look on his face as he looked up to see his 'girlfriends' two Italian half brothers walking towards him could have made anyone think that he'd seen a whole party of ghosts.
"Hi guys" Jack meekly said to them, "everything ok"? "Oh yeah mate, we're just fine" Tony said back to him. "You on the other hand might have a problem" Vinny finished.
"What do you mean guys" Jack said, trying to look quizzical, but knowing what was coming. "Been speaking to our sister haven't we, know all about your little games" Tony sneered back down. "Please, don't do anything, it wasn't my fault, I was forced" Jack began to plead up to them. "Forced?" Vinny said, "What's that meant to mean?"
So Jack told them what Dean had done, and the two began to feel slightly sorry for him. However, they also had some secrets of their own. When Jack had finished his story, Vinny reached over and pinched Jack's nipple hard "So, little Jacky boy just needed a push eh?" "If we'd known that, we'd have done a bit of pushing ourselves a while ago" Tony finished, grabbing Jack's other nipple. "We're going off to see this Dean bloke, but we will be back, Ciao for now babe."
The two then got up went back to the reception desk and asked the elderly woman behind the desk where they could find Dean.
Having acquired Dean's room number, the two hot Italians moved up the stairs, their firm bodies allowing them to take two at a time, Vinny, being behind Tony getting a good view of his brothers hot ass moving, his trousers pulling tight across the cute bubble of his Mediterranean ass.
Reaching Deans door, they simply opened it and walked in, taking Dean by surprise, grabbing him and forcing him to the floor. "So you like forcing people do you" Vinny sneered at him, "Well, guess what, us too"
Tony grabbed the back of Deans shirt and ripped it down, tearing it straight off his back. Vinny on the other hand grabbed Deans boxer shorts and ripped them round the crotch, leaving a hole right over Deans muscular tight ass. "Time for a bit of your own medicine" one of the brothers said to Dean as he felt his ass rip in two as Vinny shoved his cock hard up into his ass. Dean was glad for the shower he'd had not a few minutes before they arrived, it left his ass relaxed, but not enough to stop him screaming out as Vinny began to fuck him harder, his tight abs flexing with every thrust forward and Vinny's own ass clenching with each fuck.
Tony on the other hand didn't want to hear any screaming and so stuck his cock into Deans mouth, warning him that if he even so much as scratched his cock, he'd beat him into next week.
Dean was not happy, but his cock was now raging between his legs, the banging on his prostate giving him as much pleasure as the taste of Tony's precum was strangely giving him in his mouth.
Spit roasting Dean was certainly a good bit of exercise, but the two guys weren't the world's most patient people, and suddenly began to speed up, fuck Dean with so much force that he was literally being shunted back and forth between them. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" was all either brother was saying as they felt the constricting force of Dean's ass and throat properly servicing his usual top body. Tony was the first to cum, spurting his hot Italian load right down Deans throat. The taste made Dean gag a bit, but as soon as he had swallowed it, it triggered his own orgasm; his seed flying up across his own stomach and making him clench his extremely tight ass, which triggered Vinny's own spunk shot, his cream coating the inside of Dean's ass. "Now bitch, time for payback" Vinny muttered opening his briefcase. "You mean that, that wasn't it?" Dean mumbled up at them. "No, no, no bitch boy, your ours now" Tony replied, sitting himself down on Dean's chest and telling him to rim his ass, and keep very still. Dean had no choice but to begin licking up and down the crack of Tony's ass, tasting the hot hole and realising that it wasn't all that bas being the bottom, but that he wasn't going to make it a habit. Then it began.
Ten minutes later, the two hot brothers left, leaving Dean lying behind holding his thigh, and rolling in pain. Gavin, passing the two on the stairs, turned to stare at their hot asses as they passed. Noticing that Deans door was open, he ran the rest of the way to find Dean, still on the floor.
Gavin knelt down to see if Dean was alright, and, as Dean went to knock him away, he couldn't help but notice the new tattoo on Dean's leg, one in the shape of a stallion shoe, with the words 'property of' just above it.