My dorm bed was never built to hold three. It was all we could do to keep from spilling out onto the floor, with Carter on one side, me on the other, and Travis between us in the middle. But it felt so good to be all cuddled together.
At three weight classes below us, Travis was just a little guy. It felt like he was our younger brother even though we were all the same age. From the first moment we stripped down and climbed into bed together Carter and I loved holding him, feeling his small tight body, running our hands all over him from head to toe. And Travis sure appreciated the attention. He sighed dreamily as our four hands explored his body, felt his tight hard muscles, searched for all his sensitive and ticklish spots and stroked and teased.
One thing that wasn't so small about him though - the boy had a nice big world class cock. We could each grab hold and curl our fingers around, with Carter's fist flush against mine, and his fat cock head still poked up above the top.
I wrapped my arm around his shoulders, pulled him close and kissed him deeply while Carter played with his nipples and bent down to lick his cock head, each of us squeezing and massaging his thick shaft. Travis kissed me back hungrily, squirmed and wriggled with restless pleasure. I lapped and gnawed on his ear, kissed his neck in a way that made him whimper as Carter's tongue attacked his navel and abs. We worked our way to the middle and met at his lean, muscled chest, each of us diving on a nipple and licking, nibbling and sucking until poor Travis cried out pitifully, our hands gripping and squeezing his cock and thighs and ass cheeks, fingers playfully teasing and testing his hole.
It would have been so easy for us to fuck him right then and there, to bang his tight young ass one after the other and make him shoot his own huge load and send him home with a smile. But that's not what he was here for. We wanted to show him what it was like to have a brother and to feel something special for someone. His mentor Greg had trained him how to take cock and love it, but only a brother could show him what his body was really good for.
We backed off for a moment and lay with our arms around him, the three of us side by side. He kissed us each in turn and then Carter and I leaned across him and kissed each other long and soulful, like raging lions, like two stud wrestlers in love. We mauled one another fiercely, muscle on muscle, Carter grasping and clutching my hair, my left paw crushing his biceps while my right arm locked around his neck, both of us oozing raw passion from our pores. Travis watched with widened eyes; nothing he'd ever done with his mentor had been like that. We broke, panting and dripping, and shared a long, savage look before turning back to Travis and seeing the amazement in his eyes.
And then it was his turn. We could see he was eager and ready to learn, and we were ready to teach him. It was time he found out just what our wrestling family was all about.
Carter backed off as I took Travis in my arms, squashing his small frame against my chest. I kissed him deeply, the way Carter and I had done; hooked my legs around his and squeezed and strained his body, showing him the way two brothers shared their affection. He responded well, his wrestler's instincts kicking in, squeezing me back and straining against me, testing his strength against mine.
I flashed a glance to Carter and he smiled, gripped Travis's shoulders and began gently rubbing and massaging his back, squeezing his ass cheeks, running probing hands along his rib cage. Travis crackled with sudden energy, his breath quick and deep and desperate. Our lips mashed together, our tongues attacked each other, our hard cocks poked and pressed each other, taunted and dueled. Carter kissed the back of his neck and he whimpered excitedly, and ground his cock against me even harder. I felt his heart pounding against my chest.
Slowly I released him and let Carter take over. He turned Travis around to face him, wrapped his arms around and kissed him just as I had, showing him the same animal passion, the same mix of tenderness and brute strength, rough love and genuine affection. I moved in from behind and massaged his shoulders and neck, licked and nibbled his ear, rubbed his leg teasingly with mine and pressed my hips flush against his ass cheeks, my hard cock comfortably sandwiched in between.
We released him again and lay back on the mattress, and this time waited to let Travis make the move. He looked from one of us to the other, each gazing back warmly into his eyes. A frantic look came over him and he cut loose and began licking our chests wildly, nibbling on our nipples, first Carter's and then mine, and back again. He wanted to please us so badly, would have mounted us both together if he could. I shared a look with Carter, we rubbed his shoulders and stroked his head and almost burst out giggling as he licked and kissed our abs and navels, moved down to our cocks and struggled to take the two of them into his mouth at once.
We gently guided him off our cocks and pulled him back up even with us. Carter held him down firmly with a palm against his chest as I climbed over top and straddled him, my ass to the headboard, ball sack dangling over his face.
He craned his neck to lick my balls but Carter pushed his head back down to the pillow.
I bent forward on all fours, took his stiff cock in my hand, stroked it gently with my thumb. I gave it a couple slow, long licks from the tip all the way down to his balls, my tongue flattened out broad and warm and wet, slickening it with my spit. Then I took his cock head in my lips and slowly slid his meat into my mouth until it pushed deep into my throat, his thick sweet salty precum leaking freely.
At the same time I fed Travis my own cock, first teasing him by rubbing it on his lips until he opened wide begging for a taste, then plunging it in and filling his eager mouth. He sucked me furiously, jamming my meat into his throat again and again, swallowing my cock and bobbing back and forth with a frenzied rhythm as if his very life depended on giving me pleasure. I sucked him in and out with long, slow strokes, burying his cock in my mouth and then pulling back slowly to tease and arouse his veiny shaft with my lips and tongue, all the way out to the tip before slurping it in and engulfing him again. Gradually he relaxed and got the idea, slowed down and matched me stroke for stroke, the two of us sucking cock in harmony, our bodies perfectly in tune.
Carter rolled out of bed and padded over to the desk. I knew just what he was going for. He grabbed the jar of Vaseline and greased his cock, climbed back into bed and wedged himself in between our little brother's legs, ran his greasy fingers along Travis's crack and slipped them into his hole. Travis's body tightened; his knees spread wide and lifted toward the ceiling as he hummed a long low moan that made my dripping meat throb.
Carter pressed his greased cock head to Travis's twitching pucker, pushed in slowly, spread his willing hole and slid in smoothly all the way until his pubes brushed Travis's ball sack, just inches in front of my nose. He laid a brotherly hand on my shoulder as he began pumping slow and steady, grinding his hips against that sweet ass and forcing Travis's cock deeper into my throat on every thrust. Travis's lean body rocked and quivered, barely able to contain the overload of sensation as I sucked his cock and he sucked mine, while Carter's thick meat plunged into his ass. Finally the unrelenting pleasure overwhelmed him; instead of trying to manage the situation he relaxed and let us take over, gave up all hope of control and surrendered his body to us completely. It was a big step for a wrestler to take, and one that we knew he needed to reach that next level of manhood.
Travis let himself flow with the tide as he took our cocks and gave us his, and we fucked and sucked him, indulged and inflamed the longings of his cock and his ass and his mouth all at once. We taught him to give himself up to us and trust us completely, just as any true brother wanted and needed. He'd become a carnal animal, answering only to sexual instinct; in that moment his finely trained muscles, his highly drilled and rigidly disciplined body existed only for the intense pleasure our own lean, muscular bodies could take from him and give him back in return.
Once he'd reached that primal state it wasn't long before the familiar tingling began in his forehead and washed over his face, rising from his toes up through his legs, from his fingers to his arms to his torso, converging in his balls and his throbbing cock. His breath became quick and uneven, a tremor jolted his spine, and he gushed a huge load of cream that flooded my mouth. I drank and drank and drank that hot thick syrup, swallowing every drop. As he spurted again and again I let myself go and blasted a thundering shot of cum right down that boy's eager throat. And then Carter joined in and added his own hot slug of tiger milk to the mix, bucking and straining to blow his seed as deep as he could into Travis's guts.
We drained each other dry, squeezing out every last drop and lapping up the spillage. For minutes we just lay there in a tangled heap, too exhausted to move. Travis was the first to stir. He abruptly sat up and began to climb out of bed as if he was feeling self-conscious and maybe a little embarrassed about what we'd done. Carter and I snagged him and dragged him back, wrapped our arms around and held him between us and kissed him sweetly until he relaxed once more, snuggled against my chest and accepted the fact that he was among brothers, and there was no better place in the world to be.
The next day I caught up with Jase as we left the locker room after practice.
"Jase, Travis needs a brother."
He gave me a sly look and a grin. "Hmm, you and Carter have taken quite an interest in Travis, haven't you?"
"Oh - you know about that?"
"Of course. A good mentor always knows what his boy is up to. Kyle, Greg and I - we think what you're doing for Travis is very sweet." He smiled at me and gave my shoulders a squeeze in a way that made my cock twitch.
"We're trying to show him what it's like to have a brother, what the family is all about. But it isn't enough. He needs to have his own brother, like Carter and I have each other. Like you have Kyle. You know what I'm saying."
"Yeah I do. But it can't be helped. We don't have another mentor right now, so there's no one to train a new boy."
"How about Duncan?"
Jase folded his massive arms, flexed his jaw and peered down at me. "He's traveling on business half the time. It wouldn't be fair to the boy, or to him."
"You or Kyle could fill in when he's gone."
"Oh? And who'd train you?"
"I've come a long way, you said so yourself. I don't need so much attention anymore. You can spend time with the new guy whenever Duncan isn't here."
He gave me a stern look. "The relationship between a mentor and his boy is special. You should know that by now. It has to be one on one. That's the only way it'll work. We aren't just playing around. It's the way our family does things."
"Okay, fine. Then Carter or I can mentor him."
"You?? You're still boys! You can't mentor anyone!"
I puffed out my chest defiantly. "We can teach him what we've learned. We'd be as good as anybody else. We'll find a redshirt, a little guy, maybe Caleb at 125 - "
"You two have put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?" Without warning he shoved me against the wall, pressed in close, reached down into my workout shorts and grabbed my cock and balls firmly. "Listen close. You and Carter are boys. Your job is to listen and train and do what your mentor says. Not to make decisions. Not to get ideas. If we add another member to this family, we'll decide who and when. Not you."
His chest brushed menacingly against mine as he stared me down, his hot breath huffing on my neck. His hand still gripped my package; he couldn't help but feel my cock stiffening. Jase was so fucking hot when he was steamed up. If I hadn't felt so strongly about my convictions I would have dropped to my knees and sucked him right there in the hall. Instead, I held my ground and glared back at him coolly.
"Travis needs a brother. He's a part of our family. You have a responsibility to him. If this family's really worth a shit you have to find him one. However you can. Whatever it takes. Whether it fits in with your plans or not, you can't just leave him hanging. He needs a brother."
I thrust my hips out to rub my hardening cock against his hand. We stared each other down a minute, then Jase's eyes softened.
"I'll see what I can do," he said.
"Good. Carter and I will take care of him for now. But find him one, soon."
We both knew the conversation was done but somehow neither one of us could break off. We still stood gazing into each other's eyes, my back against the wall and Jase's chest lightly rubbing against me. Still holding my cock and balls but in a much looser, less threatening grip. Jase smiled at me, bent his head down so our foreheads grazed each other. He fondled my cock gently, leaned in, and we kissed.
Travis was back in our room later that night. He stopped in as if he was just passing by and wanted to say hi but it was pretty clear he was looking for more. We gave him big smiles and invited him in, and pretty much instantly after we shut the door we were all stripped down and climbing into bed together.
His cock was so long and thick and beautiful. Carter and I drooled at the sight of it. We set Travis up against the wall leaning back on a pillow, spread his legs wide and both of us dove in to worship his meat. I took his cock in my lips and slid it in and out of my mouth nice and slow while Carter licked and sucked on his balls. Travis stroked our heads appreciatively. It felt so good to be doing this for him, Carter and I working together side by side, true partners in every sense of the word.
Then we traded places, each of us competing to see who could make our new little brother flinch the most or yelp the loudest. I discovered the sensitive parts of his crotch, way up where his thighs joined his pelvis right next to his ball sack. I licked and nibbled mercilessly, driving him crazy, while Carter deep throated his meat. Travis moaned and whimpered loudly, begging us to stop although that was the last thing in the world he really wanted.
Carter and I exchanged a glance. I nodded to him, knowing exactly what he was thinking. It was time we put Travis's big dripping cock to good use.
I reached for the Vaseline, scooped out a gob and rubbed it on that gorgeous meat, then handed the jar to Carter. He lubed up his hole and straddled Travis, hugged him close in a double underhook as he lowered his ass onto Travis's stiff rod and crammed it all the way in. Carter rocked back and forth, sliding that thick meat in and out, kissing Travis deeply and holding him tight; Travis wrapped his arms around Carter's neck and cradled his head. I watched eagerly as Carter worked that cock like a champ, loving the sight of my brother giving and receiving such intense pleasure.
Travis looked so fired up he was ready to burst but there was no way I'd let him do it without getting my own piece of him first. I lubed my ass and gently pulled Carter away; he knew instinctively what I was doing. We traded off, I squatted down on Travis's cock and took over, grinding away and making out aggressively with the kid, holding and squeezing him, his yelps and moans muffled by my lips and tongue. God damn, that thick rigid shaft felt so good inside me, straining my hole to the limit and probing in to amazing depths. I loved having him fuck me.
We tag-teamed back and forth, each of us so eager for Travis's cock, working him hard with our well-trained holes but careful not to let the boy cum - this wouldn't be over until we were ready. Finally Carter couldn't take any more. He reared back and spewed a huge load of thick cream that splattered Travis's chest and dripped down his abs, clenching and squeezing Travis's meat as his hole spasmed and twitched. As soon as he finished I took Carter's place and rode Travis's cock until I shot my own load on top of his, massaging that boy's thick rod as I spurted, grinning at the double load drenching his torso. He shouted that he was going to shoot and I quickly pulled off of him, gripped his balls firmly and jacked him. Travis blew out an explosion of creamy man juice, whimpering and moaning as his cum spurted and gushed, mixing with my load and Carter's.
As soon as he quit shooting we pounced on him, held him down and licked and sucked all that nice sweet cream off of his chest and abs, milked the last few drops from his cock and lapped them up and swallowed it all down. We licked Travis clean, leaving just enough in our mouths so he could have a taste, kissing each of us in turn and sampling the remains of the three-way cum shot that still coated our tongues.
We settled in and tangled up together, Carter and I wrapping arms and legs around each other with Travis squeezed into the middle. The boy was clearly in heaven.
"You guys are so fucking great," he whispered. "You're so lucky to have each other. I wish I had somebody like that."
"You will," I told him. "Soon. I promise. No matter what."
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