Suckered by a Jonas Brother

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-------------------------------------------------------------------- Suckered by a Jonas Brother - "Fuck Around and Find Out" New Year's Holiday Special from the Jonas Brothers --------------------------------------------------------------------

Author's Note: This first part of this story takes place in early January 2023 in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Special Thanks to Kenny for helping to develop this story concept.

Thank you to Patrick and Jackson for your efforts with editing and helping to polish the story. :)

~ ~ ~ PART ONE - MONDAY ~ ~ ~

"The first game of the year!" Nick Jonas smiled broadly as he ran his fingers along the golf clubs, finally settling on one and pulling it from the bag.

"Hell yeah!" Glen Powell swung, striking the ball. Watching it fly through the air and land on the green, he was grinning as well.

"Always fun to celebrate the first holes of the year.." Joe Jonas spoke the words quietly enough that only Glen heard them, causing the other man's grin to grow bigger...and his briefs to feel a little snugger. The words prompted very pleasant memories of time spent over the past few years with both Jonas Brothers - Nick since the time that they'd worked together on the tv series Scream Queens' and Joe since their recent work together on the movie Devotion'.

"Yessir. Always fun to celebrate a new year, full of possibilities." Winking, he tapped the brim of his hat and made way for Joe to set his ball down and gauge his shot.

"A cowboy hat - really?" Nick's small giggle grew into a louder chuckle as Glen glowered and then sauntered over to the younger Jonas Brother, feigning irritation.

"Look here, son." Powell's drawl came in thick and heavy as he summoned his native Texan roots. "You won't be laughing when you've got yourself a sunburn, reckon?" Nodding to show off his tan-colored Stetson, he lowered his voice and leaned in closer. "But if that happens, I'll be sure to rub lotion on for you realllll good. Take care of my buddy, know what I mean?" It was Glen's turn to laugh as Nick's giggle faded, lost as he swallowed and stared off into the distance, imagining Glen's hands on his body. Blinking, Nick returned to the here-and-now, finding a devilish twinkle in Powell's green eyes.

"Well, I uh, reckon that'd be mighty friendly of ya." Nick butchered a Texas accent, leaving Glen wanting to both laugh at the attempt and also flirt a little more...but it was Nick's turn. He watched as Nick set the golf ball down stood, and wiggled his hips, preparing to swing.

"See something you like?" Joe stood next to Glen, smirking at the wolfishly hungry look on his friend's face. "I can get you one of those bibs to wear - wouldn't want you making a mess from drooling all over yourself."

"Thought you like it when I make a mess." Powell gave Joe a friendly pat on the rear.

"Mmm. I do. And I know Nick does too." That smirk got a bit bigger. "The messier the better."

Glen lifted his golf club up. "To the new year."

"Let's make it a fun one."

"I like the sound of that." The pair tapped the handles of their clubs together. "Thanks again for the invite - appreciate it."

Joe stayed with Glen, a few paces behind Nick, as the trio walked over to take their next shots. "Dude, thanks for coming. It'll be nice to have a non-Jonas here while we check out the venue. Kevin usually gets into a serious business mindset...and Nick gets all anal retentive..."

"Anal what?"

Joe shook his head, rolling his eyes as he cleared his throat. "Nick gets all focused on details. It's hard to talk them into fun. Although..." He waggled his thick eyebrows mischievously. "...yes, if there's a hot guy around, then Nick and anal and..." Joe waved his hand in the air, as if he were trying to weave a joke together from the random words. "You know."

"Mmhmmmm..." Reaching down, Glen adjusted the growing bulge in his pants. "Anal retentive." Grinning, Glen tapped the brim of his hat again, punctuating the gesture with a wink. Joe rolled his eyes again, laughing hard enough to cause Nick to look over his shoulder, eyebrows scrunched up with curiosity.

~ ~ ~

"Hell yeahhhhh..." Glen closed his eyes and swallowed, savoring the sensation of having both Jonas brothers working their mouths on his cock. Nick's tongue was swirling around and around the head, lapping up the precum that was flowing from the arrow-shaped tip. Meanwhile, Joe was suckling on the furry balls hanging between Powell's legs, his lips tugging at his friend's ball sac for a bit before opening his mouth to take one of the nuts into his mouth, rolling it around on his tongue.

Joe slid his tongue up Glen's length, his forehead nudging NIck's chin. His brother got the hint and pulled off, his face diving down between Glen's legs to attend to his nuts while Joe took a turn slurping up and down the first few inches of Powell's pole. The pair went back and forth, feasting on their friend's cock, savoring the sweet clear nectar that kept pumping out each time his cock throbbed with pleasure, the taste of his shaft, and the musky flavor of his nuts, causing the two brothers to almost harmonize with the sound of their moaning. The fingers of Glen's hands ran through both brother's hair, caressing their scalps as they tended to his loins.

After letting another long groan roll out of his throat, Glen opened his eyes and looked down, watching the pair at work. As Nick came back up and Joe went down, both men kept their tongues on Glen's cock, tracing the veins that ran along the shaft. Swapping places after a couple of minutes, the wet pink appendages slid up and down again, nearly touching. The sight caused Glen to moan once more, his meat throbbing, a shiny pearl of precum emerging...with Joe's tongue swiping it up before it could roll away. The corner of Glen's mouth pulled up as a delicious idea came to mind. A minute or so later, as Joe pulled off so Nick could take his turn sucking the meaty cockhead, Glen used his hands to stop their movements. Both brothers had their lips on his shaft - holding their heads in place, he pumped his hips a couple of times, watching as his dick slid between their mouths. Nick and Joe moaned, their mouths close together but not touching, as Glen's rock-hard manhood ran up and down between them. As they worked to give pleasure to their friend, Glen watched as occasionally their tongues would bump into one another, grazing along his stiffened flesh. Each time it happened, his meat visibly throbbed - soon, precum was freely flowing downward, the taste causing the two brothers to work even harder...which caused their tongues to run into one another even more frequently.

"Oh man, fuck...I'm gonna..." Glen's chest was rising and falling as his breath quickened. Seeing Nick and Joe move upward, their noses smooshed together as they pressed inward, both anticipating the familiar flavor of their friend's cream...it was too much. Powell could feel his balls pull up as a load of cum raced up the length of his cock, erupting from the tip. All three men were moaning now - Nick and Joe as they sought to swallow Glen's cum, their cream-coated tongues wrestling as they worked to get more of his seed...and Glen's moans grew even louder, his orgasm seeming to never end, turned on by the unexpected sight of brotherly competition taking place at the end of his cock. His moan softened and turned into a little whimper as he watched Nick and Joe's tongues were roaming around the head of his dick...and running over and against each other, each brother focused on their quest to slurp up Powell's juices. When the flow of jizz finally came to a stop, Joe moved down, licking along the shaft to clean it off, leaving Nick to suck on the head.

Joe looked up, his eyes gleaming with lust, as he began to crawl forward. Coming to a stop above Glen, the older brother leaned down and brought his mouth to Glen's, pushing his tongue inside...at the same time that his manhood pushed against Glen's entrance. Powell spread his legs, allowing better access. Lending a hand, Nick moved to lay next to their friend, passing a bottle of lube over to Joe. Growling lightly, Joe quickly greased up his cock and tilted his hips forward, spearing past the tight ring and entering Powell's guts. Both of them pulled their mouths away, moaning loudly again as Joe slowly pressed forward, not stopping until his entire length was buried inside...just the way he knew Glen liked it. Nostrils flaring with a deep breath, he pulled backward, savoring the tight grip of the other man's ass around his dick. Grinning, Joe plunged in once more, watching as Glen turned his face to begin making out with Nick.

When he finally turned back to Joe, Powell's eyes were glazed over, in a deep hormonal trance as his `Devotion' co-star began thrusting in and out of his hole. Joe had used a minimal amount of lube on purpose, both men enjoying the heat created by the friction of his pounding, warming up Glen's insides. Wrapping his fingers around the back of Joe's head, Glen pulled the other man's face back down, their tongues wrestling, matching the tempo of Joe's thrusts. Joe broke the kiss this time, using his nose to nudge Glen's face to the side so that his friend could kiss his brother once more.

Powell went back and forth, tasting one Jonas brother and then the other, tongues playing together, his teeth tugging at their bottom lips, groaning with delight. While he kissed one brother, he'd make sure to pay attention to the other with his hand, caressing their body. The divided attention only seemed to work for so long - after a few minutes, Nick rose up onto his knees, his thumb and finger circled around the base of his girthy cock. Glen looked over, licking his lips at the thick piece of meat as it came closer, reflexively opening his mouth so that he could suckle on the tip. The head was followed by an inch of shaft...and then another...and another, Nick rocking back and forth as he fed his friend a favorite snack. Soon, all of Nick's seven thick inches were buried down Powell's throat, his nose pressed into the trimmed hairs of the younger Jonas' crotch, his left hand reaching behind to squeeze that ass he'd fucked so many times before. He thought back to the first time he'd taken Nick's ass in front of his older brother, pounding the little stud while Joe jerked off and watched. It seemed like so long ago, even though it'd happened just a few months ago at the `Devotion' premiere.

Whatever thoughts he was trying to process were lost as he felt Joe's tongue slide along his jaw, rasping against the light stubble. The muscles of Glen's neck continued to work as he sucked on Nick's member as it slid back and forth, filling his throat while Joe worked in and out between his legs. That tongue ventured over familiar territory, finding Glen's ear and playing with it. Out of habit, Joe made big sloppy kisses down the side of his face...the difference was that this time, Glen's cheek was stretched out by the thrusting of Nick's cock. Joe's face moved further down, back along Glen's neck, finding his shoulder and running his tongue over the muscular joint, enjoying the sound of Glen's moaning response. Early on in their trysts, he'd quickly learned the little spots that made shivers run down Glen's spine and made sure to pay attention to them, enjoying the way it made the other man either fuck him harder...or wrap his legs tighter around Joe's waist, just like he was right now.

Joe's mouth made its way back up, nipping at Glen's chin and jaw before flattening his tongue and slowly lapping up over Powell's cheek once more. Glen's head rocked side to side as Nick thrusted into his mouth. He moaned louder, loving the feeling of Nick stretching out his mouth and ramming the inside of his cheek, joined by the sensation of Joe's mouth on the other side, working the side of Powell's face as he slowly made his way up to Glen's ear again. As Nick's thrusts got faster and harder, it caused Glen's head to rock more, throwing Joe off a bit. The older brother seemed to struggle a bit, his face bumping into the side of Glen's cheek as Nick pistoned back and forth. With a loud moan, Nick rammed forward one more time, pinning Glen's cheek against Joe's mouth as he lost it, filling Glen's mouth with his cum. With his lips wrapped firmly around the shaft, Glen greedily swallowed every shot, savoring the way the thick cream coated his throat. The thick piece throbbed and jerked in his mouth, threatening to overflow his mouth if Glen took the slightest break from guzzling down Nick's jizz. Finally spent, Nick slowly withdrew, watching as Glen continued sucking hard on the piece of meat, not leaving a drop behind. Grinning, he reclined next to the still-fucking pair, stretching out and relaxing as Joe pulled up on Glen's calf muscle, holding on as he began working his hips with more energy.

The increasing power of Joe's thrusts were driving Glen crazy - he raked his hands down the slim stud's back, head thrown back and moaning loudly. As he turned his attention back to the older Jonas brother, he opened his eyes, his green orbs transfixed by Joe's hazel irises. Their faces came closer and closer, lips parted as they panted with lust. Joe's mouth met his, the other man's tongue pushing its way inside Glen's mouth, their tongues battling. Joe moaned low and deep as he began really pounding Glen, his tongue shoved deeply into the older man's mouth, threatening to snake down his throat the same way Nick's cock had done just a couple of minutes before.

"Gonna...fill...that...hole..." Joe's words came out between hurried breaths before mashing his lips against Glen's once more. With a guttural groan, he shoved his hips forward one more time, thrusting his cock deep into Powell's guts at the same time that his tongue pushed into Glen's mouth, filling the stud from both ends. Joe's body quaked as every muscle worked to help empty his balls.

Breaking away, Joe blinked, coming back to the present as he struggled to regain his breath. As his pulse slowed down, his dick softened and eased out of Powell's hole. Kissing his friend one more time, Joe rolled over to the right, on the other side of Glen. The long day and their frantic fuck caught up with the trio - they kicked back the sheets and cuddled together, nude limbs intertangled as sleep began to take hold of their bodies and minds.

"Mmmm, goodnight guys." Nick curled up against Glen's left side, one hand holding his older friend's chest, his cute lips curled up in a smile.

"Good night." Glen ruffled Nick's hair, watching the smile grow a little bit more.

"Good night Nicky." Powell chuckled, able to see Nick roll his eyes, even with his eyelids closed. "Good night, Glenn." The older brother was nestled along Powell's right side, an arm draped over the tanned hairy thigh.

"Good night, Joey." His chuckle turned into a soft laugh as he noticed Joe's nose wrinkle up.

"Eww. You're gonna pay for that one...later." Joe's taunt was broken up by a large yawn, the stretching of his legs causing his toes to flex against Powell's calf muscle. Glen grinned broadly, enjoying the satisfied sensation of a good fuck, his insides still singing from Joe's pounding and savoring the taste of Nick's...

Glen's eyes opened. He ran a finger along his lower lip, his eyebrows furrowing as he focused on the taste of Nick's cum, fresh on his tongue. If he could still taste it now, then that meant that Joe...had to be able to... He blinked, subconsciously licking his lips, confirming the strong taste of his friend's juices. Shaking his head lightly, he chalked it up to the heat of the moment. Despite a number of threesomes together, the pair had barely touched each other. `Naw...' he thought. Despite assuring himself that it was a fluke, the last image that flashed across Glen's mind before slumber took over was that of Joe and Nick working his cock, noses pressed together as their tongues ran alongside and over one another, oblivious to any sense of personal space. Before long Glen was dreaming, taboo scenes playing out...his rock-hard dick bobbing in the air, eager for attention that it would not find while the three men slept.

~ ~ ~ PART TWO - TUESDAY MORNING ~ ~ ~

"Last night was a lot of fun."

"Mmhmm." Joe's eyes sparkled with good humor as he looked over his coffee mug. "The whole day was fun."

"Yeah, but the evening...oh boy." Glen's smile glowed, his teeth shining as he recalled the evening's shenanigans. Noting Joe's own grin, he winked, causing his friend's grin to broaden as well.

Joe closed his eyes, humming as he thought about the night as well. "What was your favorite part?"

"Hmmm." Glen fingered his chin, thinking as he stabbed a bite of pancakes and chewed. "Probably taking both of you at once, like an upside-down spit-roast."

"Yeah, you liked that?" Joe's eyes were open again, the hazel orbs gleaming with wicked thoughts.

"Uh huh." Another bit of pancake went into Glen's mouth. "It was different - usually that's something on all fours. Felt more intimate."

"Can see that. Was pretty close-in all together."

"You know, this syrup is sweet, but I think Nick's cum tasted better." Powell pressed his lips together, suppressing a laugh as Joe choked a little on his coffee - he'd timed the response just right.

"You think so, huh? Maybe when he gets back from the gym, he can coat them for you."

Glen laughed while wrinkling his nose, imagining the idea. "Gonna have to pass on that one. Would look hot, but I don't think I want jizz pancakes." He took another sip of coffee, noticing that Joe had sorta side-stepped the comment about the taste of Nick's juices. "What was your favorite part?"

Joe slid a piece of bacon in between his lips, looking at the ceiling in thought. "Maybe serving that Powell pole."

"With Nick?"

"Yeah. Was like a little competition and cooperation at the same time." Joe shrugged, gazing out the window before turning his attention back to his friend. "Very brotherly, you know?"

"You certainly know how to use that mouth of yours."

"Oh really?" One eyebrow rose up as Joe brought his coffee cup up to his lips.

"Uh huh. Down there and..." Glen waved his finger around his neck and face area. "...up here. That was really hot." That thick Jonas eyebrow rose up, forming a silent question. "Especially your tongue all over my cheek - that was fucking hot." Glen kept hold of Joe's gaze, seeing how the other man might acknowledge that his tongue was working fervently just a centimeter or so from his younger brother's thick member.

"I like the way your stubble there feels - it's all raspy. Turned me on, man."

"Could tell - you were really working my hole and licking me all over while I sucked Nick. Damn that was hot." He reached down and adjusted his rising cock, which was filling out his briefs under the fluffy robe.

"It's always hot fucking your ass. Or doing the other way." Joe winked, downing the rest of his coffee.

"I keep thinking about that kiss. That was intense - you were really trying to taste my tonsils, dude."

Another shrug. "I like kissing. A lot." They continued looking at each other, as if Joe knew Glen was trying to fish for a certain type of comment, but he wasn't taking the bait...just teasing it, the way he liked to use his tongue to tease the tip of Glen's -

The door to their hotel room opened. "Hey guys! Let me shower and then we can head over to the hotel, check out the stage and stuff. Oh hell yeah, pancakes!" Nick bounced through the suite, making his way into the restroom. Hearing the sound of the water running, Joe grinned, his robe falling open as he stood.

"Ah, the sounds of work calling. Boooo." Winking, he shrugged the white material off, hanging it over the back of his chair. Glen's briefs got even fuller as Joe's nude form strolled by, running a finger over his friend's muscular arm. "We'll need to hurry up and get dressed - you know once Nick gets out of the shower, he's going to be a busy little bee. Buzzzzzzz." Joe waved his hand through the air while his other rummaged through his suitcase.

"Damn - good thing we already showered and got cleaned up." Glen noticed Joe a sly grin as Joe recounted what else they'd done in the shower together. He was sure Joe would tease his younger brother about missing out on the fun, although Nick took his gym time seriously. Jonas' gaze shifted down, taking in the large bulge in the front of Glen's underwear, licking his lips.

"Tease."

"You didn't get enough in the shower?"

"Mmmm...never." Joe's cock was filling out and starting to rise. The sound of the water stopped as Nick shut off the shower. "Ugh, time to behave."

Grinning, the pair dug through their clothes, figuring out what they were going to wear.

~ ~ ~

Glen moaned around a mouthful of thick cock, while slowly thrusting his hips to slide his own member in and out of a hard-sucking mouth. A hand came to rest on the back of the actor's head, pushing him down, ramming his throat full of man-meat. He looked up to find Nick's eyes glazed over with lust - normally his friend was a little more laidback or playful, but it seemed as if his trip to the gym...and Glen's teasing after Nick's shower...had gotten the better of the little stud. He pushed his eyebrows in and up, eyes growing larger, happy to play a little bit submissive as Nick's other hand curled into his sandy brown locks of hair and pushed down again, driving his hips up as he impaled Glen's throat again. It wasn't often that Nick was dominant in bed and this display of machismo was sending a happy shiver down Powell's spine...right to his dick, which throbbed in Joe's eager mouth.

He grinned...well, as much as he could, with his lips stretched around Nick's ample girth. Seeing the younger Jonas brother emerge from the shower, Glen had playfully harassed him. He'd been sure that Nick would focus on their trip to visit the performance venue...but between his deft flirting and Joe piling on as well, they'd soon wound up naked again. Breaking free with a loud slurping sound, Glen's grin grew wider as he slowly began crawling up Nick's body, his mouth meeting the other man's flesh along the way, feeling Joe scoot along so that he could keep his lips wrapped around Glen's dick. As his lips met Nick's and his tongue pushed into that hot little mouth, Glen mused that the only thing keeping Joe's head out of Nick's crotch was the height difference. Glen was a half-foot taller than Nick - otherwise, Joe would have found his brother's rock-hard rod knocking the back of his head while he tried to suck their friend. The thought caused Powell's cock to throb again, earning a happy moan from the older brother.

"You said we'd be quick...we don't want to be late." Nick half-moaned, half-whined as Glen's tongue played along the edge of his ear.

"Mmmm...you're right. What would get you off pretty fast?"

Nick swallowed, his worried frown turning into a smile. "Well, I didn't get fucked last night..." The smile grew even bigger and more wicked when Glen reached over and grabbed the lube from the bedside table.

"Looks like we'll have to fix that then, my little friend."

Nick's nose scrunched up. "I'm not little." Glen tried not to laugh as he watched Nick puff up his chest. He reached down and ran his finger along Nick's shaft.

"No, you're certainly not little." The action earned another smile - but just for a moment. Jonas' mouth opened into a small O-shape as Nick grasped the hard heavy tool and stroked it, running his finger over the head.

Nick bit his lower lip as Glen tossed the small bottle to the side, spreading and lifting Nick's thighs as he positioned himself. Joe had slid backward and was slowly running his tongue over Powell's hole, firing up the stud. Glen sank in, slowly, teasingly, feeling Nick's thighs quiver around Powell's hips. As he began sliding in and out, he felt Joe clinging to his rear end, trying to maintain the ass-eating he was engaged in, until Powell's thrusts made it impossible to continue. With a good-natured smack to the muscular rear, Joe gave up and sauntered around to the head of the bed. There, he gripped his meat and waved it at Glen's face. Powell happily obliged by leaning slightly to his right and sucking down Joe's length, while still working at pounding into Nick's hole.

He swallowed, moaning happily at the sweet flavor of Joe's juices. For some reason, it always surprised him how much precum his friend put out when he was excited. Licking his lips, Glen dove back down, eagerly sucking on the head for a while to get more of that delicious nectar before bobbing the rest of the way down Joe's shaft. The sound of Nick's pleasured groaning reminding him that he was somewhat neglecting the eager bottom. Breaking away, he dropped down and rammed his tongue into the waiting mouth, starting another ferocious make-out session. A minute or so later, the not-so-subtle sound of someone clearing their throat brought Glen's mouth back to working on Joe's dick.

He went back and forth, pleasuring both brothers - making out with Nick while slowly fucking his brains out...and sucking on Joe's tasty meat while also working a finger or two into the tight furry hole, keeping the stud occupied with a prostate massage whenever Glen was kissing Nick...which only got Joe's juices flowing even more copiously. A strong spurt of the clear fluid splashed on Glen's tongue...and he blinked, his lips still suckling on the big bulbed head. Surely, Nick could taste...something. His mind flashbacked to the previous evening and Joe's obliviousness to the taste of Nick's cum in Glen's mouth when the older brother was kissing him.

Filled with curiosity, Glen curled his fingers, stroking Joe's inner g-spot...and was rewarded with another burst of precum. Instead of swallowing, he held it in his mouth and dove down, meeting Nick for another kiss. Was it his imagination, or did he feel Nick's hole squeeze around his shaft, the smaller man's moan growing a little louder? He continued going back and forth, making sure to deposit Joe's juices onto his younger brother's tongue instead of swallowing them himself. Nick was definitely panting harder and moaning louder...but that could also be from the fact that Glen was pounding his ass. He blinked, struggling as he tried to recall if Nick usually moaned this much. He growled, frustrated by the uncertainty - he loved how much of a cock slut Nick was...but that same feature made Glen's current detective work a little harder.

He decided to try something else. Slowly, he used his fingers buried in Joe's ass to bring the other man closer...and closer...until Glen didn't have to lean over to suck on his cock any longer. Instead, Joe was positioned so that Glen was able to blow one Jonas brother while fucking the other. The nearness had caused Joe to move up onto the bed, his knees resting near Nick's shoulder...and his crotch was a couple of feet above Nick's face. Pulling his fingers from Joe's rear, Glen wrapped his hand around the long rod and stroked it as he planted kisses on the tanned hip. He made sure to squeeze the shaft every other time his fingers approached the head - in his mind, he could imagine clear drops rolling out...and falling down.

Sure enough, when he turned to bring his attention back to Nick, there were small splashes of moisture scattered across his forehead and cheeks. Grinning, Glen took the appendage back into his mouth and sucked greedily on it, savoring the taste of Joe's precum before pulling off again and resuming his stroking...all while still thrusting away between Nick's thighs.

When he dove back down, this time he went for Nick's ear, getting a happy growl from the studly singer. Glen smirked - still working Joe's pole with his hand, he could feel drops splattering down against his cheek...and knew that they had to be landing on Nick's as well. There was no way that the other man was unaware - you could feel the heavy beads of nectar as they hit your flesh. Pulling up, Glen surveyed Nick's features - his face was wet and it wasn't from sweat. Glancing up, he caught Nick's gaze. He'd swear that the younger man's flushed cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. Staring into Nick's eyes, Glen brought his face down and slowly licked across the stubbled cheek, all the way in until he reached the side of Nick's nose. Flicking the cute little tip with his tongue, Glen parted Nick's mouth and shoved his tongue inside. There was no denying that the other man groaned against his mouth, his meaty legs quaking as his entrance squeezed around Glen's shaft. He repeated the motion, cleaning off Nick's other cheek and kissing him once more, earning another moan.

Holding Nick's gaze, Glen pushed himself upward again, taking Joe's dick in between his lips, sucking at the head like it was the world's tastiest candy. After a couple of minutes, he'd summoned forth an ample amount of man-nectar. Staring into those dark brown eyes, Glen came back down and pressed his lips to Nick's again, knowing that Nick had to be aware of the taste of Joe's fluids on Glen's tongue. The little whimper that escaped Nick's throat was all that Glen needed.

With a little smirk curling up the corner of his mouth, Glen returned to Joe. He kept his lips wrapped around that sweet Jonas cock, sucking on it while staring at Nick and pummeling his guts. Glen's fingers re-entered Joe, teasing his insides, coaxing out what Glen wanted most right now. A few minutes worth of finger and tongue work and he was rewarded - groaning, Joe's fingers gripped his scalp as the rigid pole erupted, flooding his mouth with the other man's cream. Normally, Glen would refer to himself as a cum-guzzler. He LOVED the taste of another man's seed, comparing different men's loads the way you might sample various wines or beers. It took a lot of will-power for him to resist the urge to swallow, enjoying the feel of man-milk coating his throat. Instead, he noticed Nick's eyes dart down...and then back up, widening with surprise a little as Nick realized that the prominent Adam's apple was not bobbing up and down. As Joe's orgasm subsided, Glen tightened the grip of his lips and pulled off, allowing the deflating rod to escape...but nothing else. Pressing his lips together, he slowly moved down, watching Nick's eyes widen even further. The sexy crooner was definitely panting now, as if he wanted to cry out "stop" at the same time that he wanted to grab Glen's face and bring it down even faster. After seconds that felt like minutes, Glen's lips were brushing up against Nick's...and the younger man was definitely not trying to stop Glen from kissing him. Instead, as Glen hung there, his hips slowly driving his cock in and out of Nick's ass...he felt a tongue reach out and tentatively flick his lips.

Bringing his thumb up to Nick's mouth, he hooked it over the pink strip of flesh and gently tugged down, opening Nick's mouth as he parted his lips and brought them down, covering Nick's lips with his own. A small wave of cum crashed against the other man's tongue, coating both of their mouths as their tongues wrestled against one another. A long moan rolled out of Nick's throat, his fingertips digging into Glen's shoulder blades. Those meaty legs were wrapped so damn tight around Glen's waist, pulling at him, bringing him in closer.

Nick broke the kiss, gasping for air and groaning loudly as he erupted, spraying cum all over his and Glen's stomachs, a few streaks managing to hit their chests. Powell grinned at the size of Nick's load - it was like a never-ending orgasm, as if those delicious Jonas nuts were trying to empty themselves completely. It was too much for Glen - the spasms of Nick's entrance around his shaft, the way muscles of the other man's body were all constricting, his body quaking with the intensity of his orgasm, the knowledge that if he went in for another kiss, he'd taste Joe on Nick's lips. With a long growl, Glen bared his teeth as he began breeding Nick, deep and hard. The intensity of his thrusts increased, as if he were trying to fuck Nick through the mattress, even as his cock shivered and throbbed inside his friend's guts. When it was over, he collapsed, his mouth finding Nick's again, their fingers diving into one another's sweaty locks of hair as they made out in a frenzy, Glen still humping into Nick's ass until his softening cock slipped out.

Powell gasped again, this time from a little bit of surprise, as he felt something enter his rear...and it was definitely more than a finger. Hands grasped his hips as Joe's cock drove deep inside the familiar territory, seeking to get off as well. With the sound of Joe's thighs smacking against his ass, Glen broke the kiss with Nick and began licking his way down the cute neck, finding Nick's chest, teasing his perky nipples with his lips...and finding the streaks of cum from Nick's explosion. He licked it up, cleaning Nick's chest, enjoying the taste, growling as he pressed his face against the muscles of Nick's torso, lapping up more of the cream.

Pushing himself up, Glen leaned against Joe's chest, bringing his hands up and curling his fingers into Joe's long hair. He was rewarded with a kiss from the other man...a kiss that paused for just the slightest of moments...and then gained intensity, Joe moaning against Glen's lips as he began hammering the other man's hole.

Glen dropped down and kissed Nick again, arching his back as he once more sought out that Jonas jizz with his mouth...and when he found it on Nick's stomach, licked it up, groaning. It wasn't long before he was back up on his knees, his tongue rubbing against Joe's, definitely getting a harder pounding as Joe tasted his younger brother's cream in Glen's mouth. This time it was Joe that broke the kiss, pushing Glen downward...and using his hand to guide Glen's face, the pressure from the other man's palm making sure that Powell was making contact with Nick's torso. He held Glen pinned down, ramming his insides, the older actor's moans filling the hotel room, along with wet slurping sounds as he gobbled up Nick's cum. A hand gripped his shoulder and pulled him upright...and there was Joe's mouth against his own, in a greedy, sloppy kiss. Glen's brain turned to mush as he felt Joe's lips sucking on his tongue...and his dick swell up and begin firing away, coating his insides with a different variety of Jonas cream from the one he could taste in his mouth. It was Powell's turn to whimper, mirroring the sound Nick had made earlier, turned on by the vigorous way that Joe was owning his body from both ends right now.

When Joe was finished, his grip on Glen's body loosened...and the tall hunk slumped down, finding Nick and kissing him again, feeling Joe's member slowly enjoying a few more moments sliding in and out of his rear. Satiated, Joe dropped down next to them, pulling Glen in for a kiss until Nick made a disgruntled noise. Grinning, Glen turned his face back and forth, taking turns making out with one brother and then the other.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ PART THREE - TUESDAY AFTERNOON ~ ~ ~

"We weren't that late."

"Late is late, Joe. And don't roll your eyes." Nick glared a little as he bit down on his sandwich.

"You know, for someone who's been getting railed the past few days, you'd think you'd be in a better mood." Joe smirked as Nick coughed, struggling not to choke or spit out the bite he'd taken. Swallowing, Nick's eyes darted around to make sure no one had overheard his older brother.

"What the hell, man?" He hissed the words, trying not to cause a scene.

"Dude, nobody heard me. Calm down." Joe raised an eyebrow as he took a drink. When Nick was irritated, there were only a few ways to get him to chill out...and he didn't have the energy to debate business etiquette with Nick (besides, they had been late...just not by much). Asking Glen to shove his dick into Nick's ass would get his younger brother to simmer down, but this was a public restaurant so Kevin would have his hide if photos got out of Nick being fucked over a cafe table with Joe sitting back and watching. Instead, he took in a deep breath and let out a long exasperated sigh.

"Fine, I'm sorry. We were late. And late is late..." He let a pause hang in the air, the lack of words getting his unsaid message across. "...but it was for a good reason." Joe smirked as Nick opened his mouth and then closed it, his eyebrows knitting together with frustration. "What's the matter? Cock got your tongue? Wait...cat. But you don't really like pussy." He struggled not to laugh, watching Nick blush furiously.

"I think a cock had my tongue, if I remember right. Two of `em, actually." Glen grinned as Nick nearly choked on a sip of water, his eyes going around the room again.

"Could you two behave?"

"Aww, little buddy." Powell leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I thought you liked it when I don't behave." He winked, chuckling as Nick's blush grew even deeper. The chuckle trailed off slightly as Joe's earlier comment came to mind. They'd only been hanging out for a couple of days...who had Nick been getting railed' by for the past *few* days? As far as he knew, it'd just been Nick and Joe out here in Vegas before he'd met up with them. Plus, Joe was usually eager to share tales of his sexual conquests...and hadn't said a word (or shared a video or photos). Taking another drink, Powell glanced back and forth between the two brothers, his mind working up a hot image of the two going at it, Nick's legs wrapped around Joe's waist. Nawww,' he thought...although he wasn't as sure as he might have been before this weekend.

They were interrupted by Nick's phone ringing. "Pri," he said with a smile as he stood up.

"Send her my love."

Nick's eyebrow twitched, along with the corner of his mouth - almost so slightly as to be undetected...except that Glen happened to be staring at his friend's face while still contemplating the idea of the two brothers doing...things. He glanced back over at Joe again, who had a slightly mischievous grin - but that was the expression he wore most of the day, so it was hard to read.

"Yeah, will do," Nick replied as he stepped away to take the call. "Hey honey..."

""You sure like giving him a hard time, don't you?" Glen grinned as he brought the beer bottle back up to his lips.

"Hey, it's what brothers are for, right?"

"The harder the better?" Glen watched Joe's face to see how the innuendo landed. That damn grin grew a little more, Joe's eyes glinting with devilish mirth.

"Of course. And we know Nick likes it as hard as you can give it."

"We're still talking about brotherly harassment?"

Joe tilted his head, his smile growing even larger. "Of course. Although if you're talking about something else..." Joe took another drink, letting the statement hang in the air. "...you'd know as well as I do that he likes it hard."

You'd know as well as I do.' The words hung in the air as Glen took a long pull from his beer. His friend hadn't said anything like I wouldn't know'...but the sentence wasn't a confession either. He and Joe looked at each other, engaged in a mental dance where Glen wasn't asking a certain question outright...and Joe was giving very shaded clues that could be taken a number of ways.

"This morning was fun."

"Oh, hell yeah." Joe licked his lips as he recalled the reason for their delay. "Was worth being late."

"Mmmm, definitely. So, what was your favorite part?"

The corner of Joe's mouth tugged upward as he looked around, thinking. "I think...making out with you while pounding your ass." Glen grinned - it was funny how both brothers were such sexual creatures, horny all the time...and yet Nick was more cautious about what he said or did in public while Joe didn't seem to care who might overhear their conversation.

"Yeah, that was the best part?" The pair kept staring at each other as Joe licked his lips again, an almost silent allusion to a certain flavor on Glen's lips during their kiss.

"Oh yeah - you know I love feeling up that hairy muscled chest of yours. And doing that while fucking you? Awesome."

"You seemed more into it this time. Any reason why?" Glen took another drink, holding Joe's gaze, noting that the other man's eyebrow rose up slightly and then Joe shrugged.

"Dunno. Maybe having an audience. Maybe the way your muscles were all still tensed up but relaxed since you just got off in Nick's ass. Maybe..." He shrugged again, going silent, his hazel eyes glinting with amusement.

"Hmm. Might be hard to top that then."

"Ha!" Joe's smile stretched from ear to ear - his laugh was loud enough to cause Nick to look over from the other side of the cafe. "I'm sure we'll find a way." The pair clinked their glasses as Nick hung up and made his way back to the table.

"What are you two no-good bozos cackling about?" Nick grinned, both out of curiosity and nervousness - Joe always seemed to have some sort of crazy idea up his sleeve.

"Bozos? Nick, jeeez, you sound like an eighty year-old woman sometimes." Joe laughed again as Nick glowered at his brother while flipping him the middle finger, which only caused Joe's laugh to grow louder. Wiping a tear from his eye, Joe looked over at Glen. "We were just trying to think of some ways to have some fun tonight."

"Fun..."

"Yeah, fun. You know, it's like the other thing you like - same first two letters...hey!" Joe laughed again as he ducked a flying napkin.

"Fuck you, Joe."

"One - ewww. Two - you're 100% bottom, so not bloody likely." Glen bit his lip, suppressing a chuckle - it always amused him at the little British words that had slipped into Joe's vocabulary since marrying Sophie. "Although Glen might like to see that." The older brother looked back over at their friend, waggling his thick eyebrows. Both Glen and Nick coughed, caught as they were swallowing their drinks.

"I don't...." Glen cut off with another coughing fit.

"Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Nick pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. Glen coughed into his fist, his curiosity caught by the fact that Nick hadn't responded with something like `gross' or equally negative at Joe's joke.

"Aaaaanyway, we were talking about finding a nice bar somewhere and unwinding now that we're done working." Joe noticed the apprehensive look on Nick's face. "Don't worry - we'll find someplace that's a little private, won't have to worry about paparazzi, yadda yadda."

"Now who sounds like an old woman?" Glen chuckled as he ducked another flying napkin, this time coming from Joe's side of the table.

"Alright, sounds good."

"Awesome - let's go have some fun." Joe looked over at Glen, giving another mischievous wink that sent a tingle along Powell's spine, right down to his crotch.

~ ~ ~ ~

"Hell yeah...mmmm." Joe murmured as he peeled his shirt off, tossing it off somewhere into the room. Glen turned and began making out with Nick, who was already shirtless and busy undoing Glen's pants. Peering upward, Glen saw Joe grinning as he groped himself, watching Glen make out with his younger brother. Joe knelt down and placed his mouth at Glen's neck, licking and sucking gently at the stubbled flesh, earning a hot little moan from his friend.

Powell moaned as the two Jonas brothers attacked his mouth and neck, both very skilled with their lips and tongues. Their combined motions sent his mind reeling back to earlier in the evening, hanging out at the bar. When Nick had stepped away to take a piss, Glen took the opportunity to try and pry open that devious mind of Joe's. The conversation had led to sharing the craziest sex they'd had, followed by Glen asking if Joe had any taboo kinks. Seemingly loosened up a little after a few drinks, Joe wore a lopsided grin as he responded.

"That's a hard one - everyone's got a different idea of what's taboo, ya know? But maybe...fucking around with Nick, with another guy...like we've been doing this weekend." Glen swallowed - it seemed like the words with another guy' were rushed, as if they weren't part of Joe's original thought. "Watching him just go at it, know what I mean? He's such a fucking voracious bottom - his ass just consumes your dick when you're fucking him, doesn't it Glen?" Powell had groaned slightly, his cock springing to life. The way Joe described Nick's hole, it was almost as if he'd felt it himself. "I mean, dude, watching him ride you...you can just tell it's good. So yeah, messing around in threesomes with Nick is hot...but it's probably taboo'. If people found out, I'm sure they'd be all `what the hell' and stuff. What about you?"

Glen had felt his cheeks heating up as he responded. "I uh...I've got a thing for twins. Male or female. Only done it a couple of times but fuck it was hot."

"Dude - you're such a kinky slut." Joe's nose had wrinkled with laughter as he clinked his glass against Glen's. "That is kinda hot though. No judgment here."

"No?"

"No, man. I'm like..." Joe had tilted his head back and forth, as if weighing his words. "I'm just a go with the flow kinda guy. Fucking around with fans...with co-stars..." He'd tapped Glen and winked. "Threesomes with Nick. Hell, twins sounds hot. Just try shit and see what happens, you know?"

"So I should...I don't know...try something and see what happens?"

"Yep." Joe took another drink, winking at Glen. "Go with the flow."

Glen groaned again as he saw Joe's hand grip the back of Nick's head, fingers digging into the curly brown locks and giving a little tug. Nick pulled away from Glen's mouth with a small gasp of pleasure and pain as Joe applied pressure, pushing Nick's face down to the spot where Powell's chest met his neck.

"Lick." The instructions came out in a husky voice as Joe led his brother down...down...and further down, until both of them had their mouths latched to Glen's nipples. "Suck." Nick complied, pursing his lips and tugging on his friend's nub, eliciting a hissing moan from the stud.

After a couple of minutes of sweet torture, Joe's hand was on the back of Nick's neck, dragging his brother down Glen's torso, licking at the chest hair and happy trail until they reached the waistband of his briefs, yanking at the cotton material and freeing his rigid member. Joe pushed Nick's face down to Glen's balls, silently commanding his brother to tend to the furry orbs while he licked at the arrow-shaped head, lapping up the beads of precum that were already appearing.

Now it was Nick's hand that appeared, planting his palm on Joe's scalp and pushing down, impaling his older brother's mouth with Glen's pole. He kept the pressure going until Joe's throat was stuffed full, his muffled moan filling the room. The movement brought their mouths close to one another - Joe looked up and stared into Glen's eyes as he bobbed his head up and down, swiveling his jaw as he worked, his hand pushing Nick's face harder against Glen's groin. Nick came up, growling hungrily as he placed his lips at the base of Glen's shaft and began working his way up, pushing Joe out of the way. They swapped places, with Joe moving down to take care of Glen's nuts while Nick got to enjoy sucking on the girthy meat stick.

Powell panted as he watched Joe slowly work his way up, his tongue lapping along the veiny shaft. His fingers tugged at Nick's hair, pulling him off just a little. The pair worked both sides of their friend's rod, their tongues going up and down, taking turns licking at his cock head.

"Yeah, lick that fucking dick. Tastes good, doesn't it?" Joe was more mouthy this time, encouraging his brother as they sucked and licked and kissed Glen's tool. Nick either whimpered out short answers or replied with no words at all, using small soft moans instead.

The duo were more fervent in their oral efforts this time...which meant a sloppier blowjob that Glen was enjoying quite a bit, the wet sounds of slurping and licking ringing in his ears. He watched as their tongues slid up and down. Whenever their tongues bumped into one another, Glen's cock throbbed. The brothers got into a rhythm, one licking up his pole while the other slid his tongue down. Focused on the savory meatstick in between them, Nick and Joe seemed to forget each other's presence, their tongues frequently rubbing against each other. It seemed to Glen that on about every other movement, they were bumping into one another - either tongue against tongue, or tongue against mouth or cheek. He was leaking like crazy...and it didn't help when Joe started reaching up and swiping away the clear nectar on his finger and then feeding it to Nick, pushing his fingertip into his brother's mouth. It was worse...or better...when they were both near the head, wrestling to taste his juices, both tongues smashing into one another as they worked his cockhead together.

Glen groaned even louder, his chest rising and falling with heavy breath. Between the licking, the sucking, and the erotic show taking place at his crotch...he was nearing the edge. Joe seemed to sense his friend's imminent orgasm. He ran his fingers into Nick's hair again and pulled Nick away, which brought an irritated growl from his brother's throat. Joe wrapped his lips around the tip of Glen's cock and sucked hard. Gasping, Glen erupted, shooting his load into Joe's mouth, feeling his friend's jaw work to suck out more and more. Suddenly Joe pulled away, leaving Glen's dick wavering in the air, a few more pulses of cum dripping down the length of his shaft. Glen stopped breathing as he watched Joe move closer to Nick, using his thumb to pry open the other man's mouth as Joe pulled himself higher up so that his face was hovering above Nick's. The younger brother's eyebrows knitted together with both lust and...Glen thought maybe it was curiosity...as Joe slightly parted his lips. A thick thread of creamy white fluid left Joe's mouth, trailing down a couple of inches through the space between their faces, landing in Nick's mouth. Instinctively, Nick opened his mouth further, eager to taste Glen's juices. Joe surrendered half of their friend's nut milk before pressing his lips closed again, his throat working as he swallowed the rest. Moaning, Nick pulled his tongue back in and swallowed as well, grinning happily.

"Woah." Glen found his voice again, pulling in a deep breath as he remembered to breathe. His spent cock stopped softening - the sight of Joe feeding his load to Nick caused his rod to begin filling out again.

Grinning, Joe crawled up towards the headboard until he was hovering over Glen's body. Grabbing the muscular legs, he wrapped them around his waist. Powell could feel something hard, hot, and eager prodding against his ass. Nick turned and grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table, handing it to his brother, who quickly slicked up his cock and pushed forward, spearing Glen's hole.

"Get his other hole," Joe groaned as he sank deeper inside Powell's guts.

"Other hole? Oh!" Eagerly, Nick shuffled over so that he was kneeling next to Glen's head. Holding his thick member by the base, Nick tilted his hips as Glen turned his head and opened his mouth, taking Nick's meat into his mouth.

The trio slowly settled into a rhythm - Joe pumping his hips to work over Glen's insides while Nick slowly slid his cock in and out of Glen's lips, the other man working his jaw to meet Nick's efforts. Powell moaned as Joe leaned down and began licking his ear again, a repeat of the previous evening...except this time, Joe was more worked up, his mouth moving faster and with more determination as he teased Glen's ear, his neck, and the side of his face. His actions were more eager when his teeth were nipping along the edge of Glen's ear or he was kissing at the nape of his friend's neck. However, he seemed to take his time during his trips across Powell's face, caressing the stubbled cheek with his mouth, his tongue pressed flat as he slowly made his way from jawline to cheekbone. Joe's efforts were impeded slightly by Nick's movements, the thrusting of his cock in and out of Glen's hungry mouth causing the older man's face to rock slightly, knocking Joe's chin. The older Jonas brother seemed to solve the problem by pressing his mouth more firmly against Glen's cheek...even when it bulged as Nick drove inside.

Glen worked his hand between Nick's legs, teasing the other man's hole. Feeling his friend relax, he pushed his fingers inside. Glen bent his digits, using his grip to bring Nick's hips further in...which caused Glen's cheek to protrude even further with each thrust the younger Jonas brother made. It seemed like Joe redoubled his efforts along the side of Glen's face - his mouth was right where the skin of Powell's cheek was pushing out, stretched by Nick's girthy dick, one brother's mouth separated from the other's cock by just a thin layer of flesh.

Joe moved away, back over to Glen's ear, nipping at it with his teeth again before slowly making his way down the firm jaw. Instead of moving on to Glen's neck again, he moved inward, towards his chin, and then back to his cheek, lapping his tongue at it...almost as if he was teasing Nick's cock through their friend's face. Glen tugged at Nick's ass, nudging the smaller man even closer. Joe's tongue was moving across his face in long strokes...and moving closer inward...and closer...until his tongue was working right next to the corner of Glen's mouth...the corner that was being stretched around Nick's wide shaft. Glen groaned long and hard, realizing just how close Joe's mouth was to Nick's cock - and Joe didn't seem to be bothered by the proximity. He brought his free hand up to the back of Joe's head and held it, pinning the other man in place. He swore he could feel Joe's lips move into a grin as his tongue continued licking and licking, right there next to his mouth, occasionally brushing at the edge of his lips.

Powell turned, releasing Nick's cock as he planted his lips against Joe's, their tongues dancing. Glen could still taste Nick in his mouth as he kissed Joe. He pulled away again, returning to sucking on Nick, feeling Joe moan as he kissed the skin near Glen's mouth. `Fuuuuuck,' Glen screamed in his mind as he felt the tongue working again, lapping at the edge of his mouth. He swore he felt it, flat and broad, going past the corner of his mouth...beyond the edge of his lips...which would mean it might have brushed against the flesh of Nick's shaft. Glen turned very slightly towards the older brother, noting that Joe didn't move in response. He was still licking in the same physical space but because of Glen's movement, it meant that Joe's tongue was right on the corner of his mouth. Whenever Nick's thrusting caused Powell's face to nudge away and towards Joe, there was no way that Joe's tongue wasn't brushing against his brother's cock. Glen could feel himself leaking like crazy, a pool of juices flowing over his stomach, turned on by the cock in his ass, the dick in his mouth...and the crazy things Joe was doing on his face.

He let go of Nick's dick again but just barely, watching as the tip grazed the side of Joe's face before Glen pulled him in for another kiss. Nick's rod was bumping against his face as he made out with the little stud's brother...and he guessed that it was probably knocking against the side of Joe's face as well. He went back and forth - when he was sucking Nick, Joe's tongue was attacking the edge of his mouth, nudging against his brother's cock as it slid in and out. And when he was kissing Joe, he used his thumb to nudge the base of Nick's cock, causing it to bump against both of their faces...with no reaction from Joe. He slid his finger out of Nick's ass, playing with the singer's balls while sucking his cock.

Glenn returned to making out with Joe, more intensely than before. Shifting his hips, he caused Joe's cock to withdraw from Glen's hole and then he turned their bodies over so that Joe was now on his back. Moaning, Glen nudged his tip at Joe's entrance and then pushed in, feeling the tight velvet grip surrounding his shaft as he sank inward. Glen's mouth returned to Nick's cock, sucking at it fervently. With his back leaning up against the pillows, Joe was able to reach Glen's face again, attacking his friend's cheek with his tongue and mouth. With his body working to thrust his hips in between Joe's legs and his mouth feasting on Nick's meat, Glen's movements were jerky...causing Joe's mouth to bounce around along the side of Glen's face. There were moments when he knew Joe's mouth accidentally mashed up against Nick's shaft, causing Glen to moan and his cock to throb.

Joe finally took Glen's hair in his hands, holding the man's head in place. Nick took the gripping movement as a silent suggestion for him to take a more active role and began pumping his pole more firmly in and out of his friend's mouth. The older Jonas brother's tongue was right there at the edge of Glen's lips, lapping away vigorously. With their eyes locked together, Glen turned his face away from Nick just a little more...just enough so that Joe's tongue was half on the corner of Glen's mouth and half on Nick's dick. Joe's breathing got heavier, the air blasting out of his nostrils and hitting Glen's face. Glen winked as he turned his face juuuust a little more - and now Joe's tongue was definitely on Nick's shaft. Glen groaned as he realized that Joe's tongue was lashing in a circle, stroking his brother's cock and then running around the inside of Glen's lips. Joe's fingertips dug into Glen's scalp as he began pounding Joe harder, turned on by the new twist in their sexual tryst.

Powell moaned lightly as he turned a little more - it was just enough that the head of Nick's cock popped out of Glen's mouth during his next thrust. As Nick's hips moved forward, his rod ran between the other two men's mouths, causing them to make out over his meat. Joe wasn't hiding anything any longer, licking and sucking along the shaft as it slid over his lips, still staring into Glen's eyes, a moan coming from his throat that sounded a little more like a whimper. Timing it, Glen shoved his tongue outward as Nick pushed forward - the movement caused Nick's dick to move away from Glen's mouth...and it caught the edge of Joe's lip, tucking under it unexpectedly and diving inside. Unable to see, Nick was unaware that he was now inside Joe's mouth instead of Glen's...but the feeling of wet suction prompted him to begin pumping harder, face fucking his brother. Glen stared, eyes widening and his mouth hanging open slightly, turned on more than he'd ever been in any previous encounter with the brothers. Joe sucked and slobbered on his brother's pole, winking at Glen. Finally, he tilted his face so that Nick's cock escaped, the two friends returning to slathering his meat with their tongues.

Sensing that Nick was getting close, Glen opened his mouth wider and took the thick piece back inside, sucking on it harder and harder. Finally he was rewarded with a familiar grunting sound and the feeling of Nick's cock throbbing between his lips as the younger man's nuts began to blow. Normally, Glen would have swallowed eagerly, enjoying the taste of his friend's seed. Instead, he held his jaw in place, milking the ample cock until it was fully spent. He watched Joe, noticing how the other man's eyes had darted down to Glen's throat, grinning a little as he noted the lack of swallowing. Allowing Nick's meat to depart from between his lips, Glen held the weight of his own body up on one arm, bringing his other hand up to Joe's face. Hooking his thumb on Joe's lower lip, he brought his face down closer as he gently pried Joe's mouth open, meeting no resistance as he copied the singer's earlier actions. Parting his own lips, he allowed Nick's juices to fall into Joe's open and ready mouth, watching as the creamy nectar hit the pink flesh of Joe's tongue. When half of the load had left his mouth, Glen brought their lips together, their tongues wrestling as they shared the taste of Nick's cum. He felt Joe's jaw flex from swallowing and imagined the journey of one brother's nut juices making their way down the other brother's throat.

Groaning, Glen pushed himself upright and held onto Joe's thighs as he began to pound the singer's hole. Looking down, he saw a shiny glaze over Joe's lips and chin, a trickle of fluid working down along his cheek. Knowing exactly what the icing on Joe's face was, it only made Glen thrust harder, watching that sexy mouth turn into an o-shape as Joe moaned from the beating his ass was receiving. When he licked his lips, it was too much for Glen - he began firing away, shooting deep into Joe's guts. He didn't stop thrusting, his cock ramming in and out even as he continued cumming, roaring with pleasure. Feeling the muscles of Joe's body tense up, he saw streaks of jizz appear on Joe's stomach and chest, one bit of cum landing on the other man's neck. As his own orgasm subsided, Glen bent his body down and cleaned up half of Joe's load, greedily lapping it up with his tongue. Without swallowing, he pulled himself up again and grabbed Nick's face, hearing the other man squeal in surprise as Glen's tongue shoved its way into his friend's mouth, sharing Joe's cum. Now it was Nick's breathing that was blasting against Glen's cheek as the smaller man dug his fingers into Glen's back, his mouth working to meet the actor's kiss and swallow his own brother's juices.

"Lick it up." Glen's voice came out as more of a growl than he meant for it too. He watched, his own chest rising and falling with heavy breath as Nick dove down obediently, his face working against Joe's chest. Glen put his hand on the back of Nick's head, guiding his friend's face around. When Nick came back up, his eyes were shiny with lust, his mouth hanging open slightly...and the entire lower half of his face was covered in his brother's cream. Glen swore that Nick's pupils were dilated, high on the taste and smell of Joe's jizz. Their mouths met again, tongues smashing into one another once more, sloppily sharing the taste of Nick's older brother.

Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, Glen let out a long satisfied sigh as the pair sank down onto the bed, joining Joe and curling up into a threeway cuddle before passing out for the night.

"G'nite guys." Glen's voice was low and rumbly, almost mumbling as the day's events caught up to him.

"Mmm...goodnight Glen. Nite-nite, Nicky." Joe grinned as Nick's nose wrinkled up at the nickname. Chuckling softly, Joe ruffled his younger brother's hair...and then reached down to swipe up some of the glazed fluid on Nick's chin, sticking his finger into the younger man's mouth. As Nick sucked the digit clean, Joe grinned and looked over at Glen with a wink.

Throwing his leg over Joe's thigh, Nick curled up against his brother's side, burrowing his face against Joe's hairy chest. `Damn,' Glen thought as the little fucker winked at him as well.

"Nite Joseph. Good-night, Glen." Nick stretched an arm out over Joe's body, resting his hand on Glen's chest, the tips of his fingers softly playing in the stud's chest hair until he dozed off at last.

It took Powell a little longer to fall asleep as scenes from the day replayed in his mind again and again.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ PART FOUR- WEDNESDAY MORNING ~ ~ ~

"I...can't believe...the trip...is almost...over...oohhhh...heck yessssss..." Nick's eyes rolled back in his head as he worked his hips up and down to ride Glen's lap with a vengeance. Already moaning heavily from having a hard cock ramming into his hole, the sounds rolling out from his throat grew louder and more needy as Glen's hands gripped and massaged Nick's ass.

There was a wet slurping sound as Glen released Joe's dick from his mouth, spit hanging off the tip and shining in the morning light coming through the window. "I know, right? These few days have just...fuuuuuuck...flown by and - gulp". Glen's words were cut off as Joe placed his hand on the top of his friend's head and shoved his hard cock back inside, muffling any further words.

"Talk later. Our plane leaves in a few hours, so there's more important things for that mouth to do right now."

"Mmhmm." Powell's humming sound of agreement sent vibrations down Joe's pole, causing the singer's toes to curl with pleasure. The next time he pulled off it wasn't to talk - instead, Glen mashed his lips up against Nick's, shoving his tongue down his friend's throat. He went back and forth, tasting the two brothers - the cock of one, the mouth of another, the time spent with either Jonas brother growing shorter as his loins burned with lust. It seemed to Glen that about every other time that he spent time making out with Nick, Joe moved closer in, eager for the actor's mouth to return to his throbbing member which bobbed in the air, leaking precum onto Glen's chest. Before long, Powell had a sense of deja vu - making out with one Jonas brother while the other one's dick brushed up against their faces. He barely had to turn his head to suck on Joe - the slightest tilt to the right and there was the meaty head of his cock, Glen's lips parting to allow the large bulb-shaped tip to enter his mouth. Emboldened by the previous night's encounter, Glen took his right hand off of Nick's rear and brought it up to the back of Joe's thigh, giving the hairy limb a tender squeeze. On his next trip to Nick's mouth, Powell gently pulled forward with his hand, bringing Joe's crotch even closer, until his rod was bumping into his and Nick's kiss.

Last night, Glen had baited Joe, interested to see how he would respond to having his brother's cock near his face while making out with another man. He didn't have any such desire to stretch things out today. Their trip was coming to an end, after all. Also, he'd witnessed Nick sucking and riding so much dick, Powell figured that his little friend's man-slut instincts would take over, instead of any caution that might otherwise cause Nick to pause. He pulled his lips from Nick's, their foreheads leaning against one another.

"You just loooove dick, don't you buddy?" He gave Nick's ass a squeeze.

"Uh huh."

"So much."

"So damn much, yeah."

"You just can't get enough, can you?"

"No...mmmmm. The more the better." Nick's grin was broken as his jaw dropped open again, moaning as Glen rammed his rod into the smaller man's guts.

"Well, let's see you get some more." Powell's left palm slid up Nick's back and up onto the top of the eager bottom's head, his fingers curling in the dark brown locks of hair. Glen used his grip to turn Nick's head and push it forward, impaling his mouth on Joe's cock. Both of the other men groaned - Joe from the pleasure of feeling a mouth sucking on his member and Glen from the sight of Nick slurping on his brother's meat without hesitation.

"That's it, suck that dick. Juuuust like I know you can." Glen's hand guided Nick up and down his brother's pole, spit running down his chin as he slobbered on Joe's knob. "There you go - alllll the way down. Fuuuuuck." As Nick's lips met the base of Joe's shaft, Glen swore that the singer's sphincter muscles were clenching even more tightly around his shaft. "That's it. Ride and suck. Just like you did back on `Scream Queens.' Theeeere you go. Mmmmmm." His fingers pulled away, returning to Nick's rump and squeezing it, watching as the younger man's face quickly bobbed up and down on Joe's dick. Looking up, he found Joe's eyes...and damn if the fucker didn't wink at him, that cocky grin on his face again. "He's good, isn't he?" Instead of responding, Joe closed his eyes and let out a long satisfied sigh.

Growling, Glen leaned forward, bringing Nick's body with him until the younger Jonas brother was on his back with his head hanging off of the edge of the bed. Spreading those beefy legs, Glen drove back inside, intent on pounding the little stud muffin's guts. Catching Joe's gaze again, he nodded towards the edge of the bed. Joe got the silent hint and climbed off of the mattress and stepped around to the other end of his brother's body...and then lined up his dick and sank it balls deep down Nick's throat. As Joe's thrusts back and forth between his brother's lips, Glen moaned, able to see Nick's neck swell to accommodate the lengthy meat. The pair drilled Nick's body from both ends, stuffing the singer with dick - his favorite way to spend a morning...or an afternoon...or any time of the day.

As they spit-roasted Nick, Joe's eyes drilled into Glen's, eye-fucking his friend while he rode his own brother's face. Joe's nostrils began to flare, the tell-tale sign that Powell knew from experience that Joe was reaching the edge. Moments later, with a loud moan, Joe pulled back until just the bulbed head of his cock remained inside Nick's lips, parking it there while he flooded Nick's mouth with cum. The younger Jonas' Adam's apple bobbed furiously as he worked to swallow every drop, failing slightly because the position he was in made it harder to swallow quickly, causing streaks of his older brother's jizz to trickle down his cheeks. At the end, Joe pulled out and shot some of his juices along Nick's lips. "Leave those for Glen," he groaned, ruffling Nick's hair as he stepped away and sat on the bed, leaning against the pillows to watch the other two men.

Glen leaned down and met Nick's lips once again, engaged in a fierce kiss as he hammered Nick's ass, his fingers digging into his friend's meaty thighs. Before too long, Glen threw his head back and gritted his teeth together, roaring with pleasure as he coated the walls of Nick's insides with yet another load of cum.

Panting, he slowly caught his breath, his body covered in sweat.

"You know, Nick still hasn't cum..."

Hearing Joe's words, Glen looked down to see seven inches of thick meat bobbing in the air, throbbing with Nick's pulse, a pool of precum matting the hair of his happy trail against his stomach. Movement caught Glen's attention - turning, he saw Joe dismount from the bed and he came back over, leaning over to cover Nick's body with his own. Taking hold of his brother's weighty member and giving it a couple of strokes, Joe held Glen's gaze as he lowered himself down, opening his mouth, and... `Fuuuuuck,' Glen groaned in his mind as he watched Joe swallow every inch of Nick's cock in one gulp. Still staring at Glen, Joe bobbed up and down, sucking hard on Nick's dick, rushing to get his younger sibling to bust a nut.

Glen could feel Nick's legs quaking as his body worked to unload his balls down his brother's throat. After a few moments, the shivering stopped and the thick thighs slumped down to the mattress, spent. Joe pulled himself up, using his tongue to push part of Nick's load out from between his lips, letting the cum trickle down his chin...winking because he knew how much the sight would turn on their friend. Crawling up onto the mattress, Joe shuffled forward, grabbing the back of Glen's head and pulling him in for a kiss...and then came to a stop. Glen felt a thumb pulling at his lower lip, tugging his mouth open. Lifting his body upward, Joe cleared the four-inch gap in their height so that his mouth hovered over Glen's. Joe pursed his lips and a silver strand of nut nectar emerged, pouring onto Glen's tongue - he hadn't even realized he'd stuck it out in anticipation of being fed Nick's juices. He swallowed as the fluid hit the back of his throat and then Joe's lips were on his, swapping Nick's cum, pushing it into Glen's mouth, coating the inside of his cheeks the same way he'd just plastered the inside of Nick's guts. The sound of his own whimper surprised him, his fingers clenching at Joe's arms, holding them together as he savored one Jonas brother feeding him the other brother's cum after sucking it straight from the source. Glen had jerked off to the idea before but seeing it for real was...he didn't have words. Hell, he wasn't sure if he could even make words at the moment - his brain was a pile of hormone-frenzied mush after a few days spent with these two, topped off by...this.

Somehow, Glen wound up on his back with Joe on top of him, the pair still kissing. And then Nick pushed in, finding their mouths, three tongues wrestling as the trio moaned with pleasure.

"That..." Glen let out a long exhale, catching his breath. "...was a lot of fun. And you two..." He looked back and forth between the two brothers, both of them looking like the cat who caught the canary, their eyes gleaming with devilish delight. "...are something else."

"Yeah, you liked that?" Nick's cheeks turned pink as he nibbled on Glen's shoulder, seemingly ready for another round already.

"Hell yeah. That was fucking hot."

"Told ya." Glen turned to find one of Joe's eyebrows arched upward, the corner of his mouth curling into a grin.

"What did you `told me'?' Glen wrapped an arm around Nick, bringing the smaller stud in for a snuggle against his chest.

"Fuck around..." Joe turned his head as if silently recalling lyrics.

"...and find out!" Glen laughed, lightly tapping his fist against Joe's chest. "Happy new year, buddy'." Reaching up, he tousled Joe's long wavy brown hair. Joe took hold of Glen's hand and brought it to his face, sucking in one and then two of the thick fingers.

"Happy new year." Winking, he stuck out his tongue and ran it along the digit, that eyebrow rising up once more.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ PART FIVE- THURSDAY AFTERNOON ~ ~ ~

"So what happened next?"

Nick looked up, finding a pair of hazel eyes staring at him with a laser focus in the reflection of a mirror a few feet away. The owner of those sexy orbs swiveled his hips, sending a shiver up Nick's spine which erupted in a low moan from his mouth.

"We got some breakfast. Everyone was hungry from our, um, workout that morning."

"Sounded like you got fed. And I'm not talking about pancakes."

Nick grinned, a blush appearing on his own cheeks. "Yeah, a man milkshake isn't breakfast, you know?" Kevin Jonas laughed, causing his hard cock to quiver deep inside his younger brother's hole. He'd been taking his time, slow-fucking for almost an hour as Nick recounted the story of his trip with Joe and Glen. Licking his lips, he could taste the sweat caught in his short stubbled beard.

Glancing at their reflection, Kevin noted that both brothers were covered in sweat, their skin shiny under the light of the ceiling fan. The corner of his mouth tugged upward in a crooked grin - it seemed like Nick somehow got him in front of a mirror about half the time they fooled around.

Funny,' he thought. Joe's never mentioned a mirror much when he's talked about pounding our lil' bro. Wonder if that's just an us' type of thing...?' Maybe Nick got a thrill or something from watching Kevin drill his ass. I'll ask Joe...naw, he'll turn it into something weird or another damn running joke.' Chuckling to himself, Kevin smacked Nick on the ass and picked up the pace a little, encouraging the lead singer of their group to get on with his story.

"Mmmmm....so we had breakfast but then Joe and Glen started joking about still being hungry and that turned into a joke about eating me up."

"Eating you? Well, guess that's a kind of sausage." Kevin smirked more as Nick groaned again, this time from the pun instead of an ass pounding. "Sounds like it was interesting."

"Yeah - I was laying there and they made out all over my chin and then down my neck and chest."

"So, Joe was licking and nibbling on your body, in front of Glen?"

"Well, he kinda already saw us suck each other's dicks, so I don't think Joe nibbling on my nipples was a big deal at that point?"

"True." Kevin laughed and then moaned as he felt his brother's hole squeeze his cock.

"The two of them made their way down and were licking up and down my, uh, dick. Next thing I knew, Joe was sucking me while Glen was eating me out. And then he rolled me over and started humping me."

The older brother shook his head slightly. Joe would have said the word fuck'. Despite getting railed more than a train yard, Nick still seemed to avoid hard core' words like fuck' or cock'. Grunting as he slammed back inside Nick, he ran his hand down NIck's back again. "He had you on your hands and knees, like this?"

"Yeah."

"Hot." Nick looked up to see Kevin grinning at him.

"But then I heard Glen stop and he was moaning. When I looked back, Joe had come around him and slid into him from behind. Made some joke about a `Jonas sandwich' or something."

"Sounds like something Joe would say."

"Well, Glen didn't seem to mind. The sounds he was making got louder and louder."

"I bet. Dick buried in one of you, getting fucked by the other."

"You want to try that sometime?" Nick winked mischievously.

"With Joe in the middle, maybe. You know I'm not letting him fuck me - would never hear the end of it."

Nick let out a little sigh, shaking his head a little - he'd tried. The idea of Joe topping Kevin...he felt his dick throb as he imagined it, releasing a surge of precum down onto the sheets.

"Anyway, Glen wasn't going to last long like that, especially with Joe talking dirty non-stop. Joe told him he shouldn't cum yet, so he should take a break. So Glen leaned back against the pillows and watched us."

"Wait - so Joe fucked you?"

"No. But Glen's eyes were all big, like he thought Joe might. I think that was what Joe had in mind, tricking him a little. Instead, he came around and grabbed my head and began face-fucking me, talking to Glen about how tight my throat is."

"Daaamn."

"And then, while he was still doing that, he reached over and shoved his fingers in my, um, hole. And started talking about how tight that seemed to be."

"Daaaaaaaaaamn."

"And that Glen should know that, as much as he's um, had me."

Nick paused, swallowing at the memory.

"And then?"

"Um, then I came."

"Wait - you came first, not Joe?"

"Yeah. It was all the things he was saying and his fingers inside me and stuff. He could tell I was close - he reached down and started jerking me."

"And then Joe came?"

"Nope. He went over to Glen and smeared my, um, stuff..."

"What stuff?" Kevin rose an eyebrow, taunting his little brother.

Nick's cheeks went a darker shade of pink, blushing on top of the flushed sexual heat. "My...my cum. All over Glen's dick, which was hard again. And then he sat on it."

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn."

"And Joe just kept talking about how my...my cum was lubing up Glen inside Joe's...hole. Glen was all squeezing Joe's butt and legs and back."

"No shit - you two were probably blowing his mind."

"So then, Joe tells Glen that he's close and asked where he should shoot."

Kevin waited as Nick held out the pause for dramatic effect. Frustrated, he let a blast of air escape his nose. "And...??"

"Glen told Joe to...to cum on my butt."

"Woah. Hot."

"Yeah. Joe got off of Glen and told me to lay face down, spreading my legs. I could hear him stroking it like crazy and then I felt him nutting, all right here..." Nick reached back and prodded his crack. "...and here." His finger moved further down, touching the space right where Kevin's meat was ramming into Nick's hole.

"Woaaaah."

"Yeah."

"What did Glen say?"

"Oh man, Glen was all bug-eyed and kinda drooling on himself."

"Ha! I bet."

"I mean, not really drooling but you could tell he was all turned on. I thought he was going to start cumming without even touching himself. Especially when Joe started pushing his fingers inside me again."

"Wait. Didn't he just...?"

"Uh huh."

"So...your cum was in his ass. And his cum was in your ass."

"Yep."

"Fuuuuuuck."

"No, told you - we didn't do that - ow!" Nick laughed as Kevin swatted his ass in response to the younger man's joke. "Joe told Glen that it looked like he was enjoying the show...and that it was his turn to get off."

"So how did he...?"

"Dude. He was on me in a flash, balls deep, and it was like he was trying to pound me into the mattress." Nick moaned as he felt Kevin's rod throb inside his guts. "Didn't take long and he was, you know..."

"Breeding you?"

"Mmmhmmmm." Nick smiled from ear to ear at the memory, his toes curling. In his opinion, there wasn't anything like having a nice dick cumming inside your hole.

"And then you had to catch the plane."

"Um, yeah...we did, after..."

"Wait. There's more??!"

"Uh huh."

"Jeeeeez."

"We hopped in the shower - had to clean up after all that. And you know Joe was all about soaping each other up, touching all over Glen's body and then lathering me up."

"I'm sure you and Glen put up suuuuch a fight on that one."

"Hell no." NIck was grinning again. "Anyway, Joe was making a show of it, soaping me up from behind, running his hands all over my chest and stomach. Glen started making out with us, and he kept pushing up against me, which wedged me back against Joe. And then Glen started grinding against me...and then Joe was grinding up from behind and stuff...."

"Wait - did he...?"

"Um, no..." Nick's eyes twinkled as he continued the story. "Joe just pushed me back towards Glen, making me lean over and he was riding up against my butt. It was driving Glen nuts, watching Joe's dick slide up and down the middle of my ass."

"Oh god."

"Glen was beating off like crazy, kinda making out with Joe but mostly staring at him rubbing up on me. And Joe started running his mouth, asking Glen if he thought Joe should go slower or faster. And then Glen started cumming again - and he came over and shot all right onto Joe's dick."

"Oh my god."

"So Joe used it as lube and..."

"...and fucked you?"

"Dude, are you going to let me tell the story?"

Kevin rolled his eyes. "Sorry."

"So Joe used it as lube and was basically humping my butt even harder, sliding up and down my crack in long strokes. And the whole time he's talking all dirty to Glen, stopping every now and then to lean over and kiss him before going back to describing how good my butt felt. I think he was trying to give Glen the impression that he might slide inside of me at any second. And then Joe was cumming, with his dick wedged against my ass, just cumming and cumming right near my hole."

"Oh fuuuuuuck." Kevin's thrusts were starting to get jerky, a sign that he was nearing the edge, which caused Nick to moan again.

"Then he pulled me up and started making out with me and jerking me off, both of us looking at Glen."

"So, Joe didn't..."

"He did."

"Wait - you said..." Kevin's eyebrows scrunched up, recalling the last bit of Nick's story.

"When he pulled me up, Joe was still mostly hard. And he slid inside me. And then started beating my dick."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. But wait, Glen..."

"Didn't see it."

"Oh FUCK. Fucking Joe. That's hot. Cocky sneaky little bastard."

"And then we packed up, headed to the airport, and then headed home."

Kevin chewed on his lip as he placed his hands on Nick's waist and took hold of the smaller man. Now that story time was over, it was time to get down to business...and his cock had some business that it wanted to discuss with Nick's guts. He began pounding harder as his balls began to churn, yearning to blow their pent-up load after nearly an hour of denied release.

"You're such a little whore, little brother."

"Is that a bad thing?" Nick grinned lecherously at the mirror.

"Not. At. All." Kevin slowly ran a finger down Nick's spine, appreciating his brother's backside. The sensation caused Nick to arch his back, letting out another long loud moan. He loved it when Kevin got into a mood like this. He felt his older brother lean a little - looking up, he saw Kevin picking up Nick's phone, thumbing through it. Smiling, Kevin tapped the screen and dropped the device to the bed. On the screen, Nick was being spit-roasted by Michael Che and Colin Jost, a hot event that'd happened during his recent hosting stint on `Saturday Night Live'. It was one of Kevin's favorite videos - Nick braced himself against the mattress as the thrusts against his rear picked up in speed and power.

"Such a fucking whore. I love it."

"Yeah?"

"Uh huh. You're my little whore." Another caress down Nick's backside. Nick arched his back again, deeper this time, wiggling his hips. "Yeah, that's it. Show me how much you want it."

It was Kevin who moaned this time, as Nick spread his legs further apart. The hungry bottom pressed his forehead to the mattress and his ass rose up in the air. He began pushing his hips backward, meeting Kevin's thrusts, impaling himself on the long thick cock. He made little hitching sounds, whining and moaning, growling his need for what he wanted from Kevin. Finally, Kevin slammed forward, as if he were trying to split Nick's ass in half, his balls pulling up and exploding their contents deep into Nick's insides. While Kevin roared with lust, Nick let out a great moan of satisfaction, loving the feeling of his brother's dick throbbing and shooting inside.

Pulling out, Kevin climbed off and came around to the foot of the bed. "Clean it up." His half-hard dick was covered in cum. Greedily, Nick lurched forward and took it into his mouth, savoring the taste of Kevin's seed, still moaning happily. When he was done, he let the softening member out of his mouth so that the other man could inspect his work. Smirking, Kevin ruffled Nick's hair, pulling his little brother backward on the bed as he climbed back onto it. They cuddled together, Kevin pressing up against Nick's back, a big Jonas spoon curled up and hugging a little Jonas spoon.

"That was a really good story."

"Mmm. Thanks." Nick nuzzled his chin against Kevin's hand, which was softly stroking Nick's chest. "Promise to fuck me again later?"

"Ha - such a slut!"

"And?"

"I will...if you're good."

"Ooh. And if I'm bad?" Nick wiggled his hips a little.

"Hmm." Kevin paused, as if he was actually pondering Nick's question. "Guess I'll have to fuck you even harder then. Teach you a lesson."

"Mmmmmmmmm."

Chuckling, Kevin closed his eyes. Within moments, he heard Nick's breathing change, the tempo becoming deeper and longer. He wasn't surprised that his younger brother had nodded off so quickly - it sounded like he'd had quite the last few days on his trip...and then Kevin had given him a pretty intense welcome-home session. Grinning warmly, Kevin dozed off, still lightly stroking Nick's chest, affection for his brother ebbing through every part of his body.

~ THE END ~

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