There I was, held to the land as Dusty, my erstwhile brother, rubbed his jumbo hammer all over my face."Josh, don't be overjealous because my dick is twice the size of it of yours. Some men just have large penises."

Dustin has always been a huge tool and I'm not talking about the massive thing between his branch that he is so fond of. Ever since I can remember, Dusty has always been a jerked meat. Always trying to chagrin me or wrestle me to the ground just so he can rub his penis all over my cheek. He just loves to flash his big dick whenever he can, pointing out how much liberal it is than mine.

Just like yesterday, I was showering and he just walks in, whips out his dick to take a weewee in battlefront of me."God I had to piss like a race horse ! You missed a spot…"he said as I tried to extend up. I quickly look down at my ass, the spot where he was pointing at."Ha ! Made you look !"I embarrassingly glance away.

But, I couldn't help but look back as his turncock injection out a pee flow that could make a fire hose envious. As if he's doing it to point off, because he knows damn well my own little peckerwood isn't open of such feats. I practically have to sit down when I pee because I can't even get a constant flow. It's bad enough, he was built like a string and completely rip up, but why did I have to have such a girlish flesh ?

Literally, even though I'm 18, I look more like a teenage girl than any guy should at my age. I'm slim, with sick T. H. White skin and not a single hair on my body. Dusty, on the other hand, is completely ripped. His biceps are larger than my thighs. He's not too shy about showing it off either. He practically walks naked around the house all the prison term. It's so uncomfortable seeing him in the nude painting. His gigantic cock and balls swinging between his stage like a wrecking ball.

Anyways, once again I'm pinned to the ground with him on top of me, flaunting his big shaft in my face like always."Don't you wish your peter was this big petty bro ?"

He's always got to punctuate how big his dick is compared to mine. Like as if I somehow forgot that he was twice my size of it at least.

"Now stop being a little fag and let 's get ready for the gym ! You need to make sure to get a honest picture of me working out my glutes."He calls me the fag when he's the one rubbing his pecker all over my human face. What a hypocrite.

Finally, he gets off me and allows me to get up as he puts his gumshoe back into his shorts. Of course of instruction, he gives my ass a strong slap as I make my way to my elbow room. The forged part is he can pretty much get away with whatever he wants since this is his flat. Ever since our parents died, it's just been him and me, living on our own. Although, we've done pretty well for ourselves. We're kind of line of work partners so to mouth. wellspring, that's a bit of a stretch. He's a personal trainer at a local gym and I'm his personal camera boy, at least that's how he views it. I also manage his societal media history and all the affiliates as well as selling all of his ware. He's got a rather large following.

Anyways, after I get all the photographic camera equipment we head to the gym. I set up the equipment while Dustin shoots the squat with his friends and gets hit on by every young woman in sight. One of his well friends is a particularly fit cleaning lady named Jaina, who always gives me Wyrd vibration. It's mainly the way she looks at me like I'm the prey she's been hunting for.

"Hey Josh,"she says slyly as I finish putting the camera together.

"Hey Jaina !"I say nervously. She's only wearing a mutation bra and tight spandex pants, showing off her rend sweaty abs. She's got her blonde haircloth up in a ponytail. Her spandex drawers can barely fit over those second joint.

"Too bad you're not the one in front of the television camera. I would definitely watch any video with you in it."She gives me a wink, standing over me as I put the camera together. She pushes her crotch in my face and I can't help but calculate directly into the rather noticeably large bulge in her pants.

"Ah… Thanks…"I can smack her musky olfactory property as she takes a peek at my ass.

"Josh, are you done yet ?"Dustin asks as he walks over.

"Yeah just finished setting it up."Jaina backs off as Dustin joins us.

"About time, let 's get going. I want to get a full exercising in today. Hey Jaina."

"Hey Dusty, when are you going to institutionalize that little comrade of yours over to my place ?"she asks.

"Yeah, not going to pass off. As very much as I would jazz to see what you would do with him, I need him. He's my camera boy,"he says as gives my ass another hard spank while I'm bent over. It instantly causes me to blush. He never hesitates to mortify me.

"Such a commiseration, we would have so practically fun. With my preparation he could be so much more,"she says as she walks away. Her tight spandex pants barely show off that lean belch stooge.

I put the camera on the tripod as Dusty starts his workout. He gives the camera a big grinning and does his presentation."Hey there, Dusty is in the house ! It's meter for the gun show ! Pow ! Pow !"Dustin brings both of his arms up to show up off his incredible biceps."Today I'm going to show you a practiced exercise for your gluteal muscle. We all know every girl wants a guy with a tight ass. Josh, you definitely need to pay aid ! Josh is my jr. brother to all of you who don't know ..."

Like I said, never misses a chance to humiliate me. I spent the next two hours filming him do different workouts. Of course, distinctive Dusty had to select his shirt off, showing off his chiseled abs and pecs the size of manhole covers. It's intemperately not to catch as he uses his tee shirt to wipe the sweat off his perfect dead body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Jaina staring at me, with those rapacious eyes. I self consciously stand up straight just as a sweat-soaked shirt hit me square in the face. The musky scent of Dustin's sweat takes over my senses. I quickly overstretch his shirt off my face. The smell lingers on my nostrils.

He finally finishes his workout and we wrap up the video, then piss our way back domicile. As Dustin takes a shower I edit and upload the video. As soon as I post it, he almost instantly gets a thousand thought.

As I make my way to the Kitchen, Dustin walks out of the bathroom nude, dick flopping lazily. He catches my eye and a across-the-board smile spreads across his face. I quickly front away."Hey, no penury to hide out your true feelings fagboy. It's okay to admire perfection. Take a well flavor, you know you want to."

I couldn't help it, I had to look. I don't know why, but I couldn't supporter myself. His abs looked like they were carved from I. F. Stone. It's like every in of his body was created to resemble a god. When I say every column inch, his cock is definitely included. It's so big ! It's the anaconda of cock. It's not even hard and it dwarves mine fully erect."That's it, little brother. I bet you want to touch it, don't you ? You piddling homo."

"No thank you,"I say as I quickly wait away. I can feel my cheeks light up with estrus.

"Oh there is no point in hiding it Joshie, you're as gay as they come."I don't understand why he thinks I'm the gay one. He's the one always trying to get me to advert him. He walks past me and gives my ass a pat."You're such a little queer Joshie."

Screw it, I turn around and smack his ass as arduous as I can, totally catching him off guard."No, you didn't !"He says totally flabbergasted."You're fucking dead !"

He grabs me by the cover of the neck and wrestles me down to the ground. He's got me on my knees hunched over in a wide-cut nelson headlock."Let me go !"

"Oh, we're just getting started, petty boy !"In his side he's able to puzzle out his finger and stick to it in my ear, giving me a wet willy. He then forces me down flat on my stomach, switching from the full moon nelson to a half nelson and an armbar. I can find his big fat cockhead rub up against my ass cheeks, causing a shock to run right through me as if I stuck my clapper in an exit.

I tense up as his hired man slips out of the nelson and grabs my throat as he grinds his coxa into me. I can finger his dick pressing up against my asshole, separated by two thin man of fabric. He thrusts his hips forward, pushing his cock up against my pucker, practically pushing my underclothes in my asshole. He lets go of my pharynx and slides his fingers in my sass as recondite as he can, causing me to gag instantly. After he pulls them out he wipes my own spit all over my case.

Finally, he gets off of me but still has me pinned down. He slaps my ass so hard, my eyes get wet. His hand corset on my ass, giving it a hard squeeze play."Joshie, when are you going to realize that I'm the Alpha and you're just my little kick boy."

He gives my ass another smack before he lets me get up."following time I won't be so gentle."He smiles as if he was just messing around, then he ruffles up my fuzz before walking away.

The rest of the evening goes by rather fast. We head out and eat dinner at Dustin's front-runner restaurant. Then I start my streaming session on Aratheon.

After I log onto my high elf necromancer, I go live on. Hardly anyone in my guild ever comes on-line anymore. We used to be one of the ripe guilds on the server, not anymore. Apparently, Vulwin has gone missing or something, at to the lowest degree that's what Crypto told me. Either way, he hasn't been on in almost 4 years. Crypto's online, he tends to get on every now and then. But Nylaathria our guild leader hasn't been on in a while. Neither has our main raid mathematical group. I haven't seen Asher online in a while either. I see Veneranda on every now and then. Poogugh is on quite a bit, along with Gamol, Faylen, Laerdya and a few others.

The guild look like it's close to disbanding. It's hard to believe we were the first club to take down Vogthirm. Anyways, that's all in the past tense. I start my doing my dailies and finish up a few briny pursuit.

Velindra logs on.

‘ Hey !'Velindra voicelessness to me, which is actually my good Quaker Max who lives in the same apartment composite as us.

‘ Hey Vel'I reply.

‘ fop, when is Nylaathria getting back online ?'he asks.

‘ I don't know, I guess she's got a girl or something, at to the lowest degree that's what Crypto says.'I tell him.

‘ I didn't know she was gay,'he responds.

‘ Yeah, I guess she started dating this girl a few years ago after her Aunt died,'I reply back.

‘ Oh… I guess I need to pay more than aid, say, what are you doing tomorrow ? Want to chill at my seat ? My mom is going to be out of town,'he asks.

‘ Yeah sure, why not,'wrote back.

‘ Awesome !'

After a few hours of hardcore grinding with Max, I decided to address it quits.

I finally decide to hit the sheets, feels like it's been a farsighted day. Doesn't take often before I'm out like a light.

Chapter

As I walk out into the living room, the low matter I see is Dustin in the nude painting, like always. He spots me and immediately pounces on me, forcing me to the ground. For some cause, I'm still in my pj's. He's got me flat on my belly with one handwriting pinning both my wrist above my nous. Once again his dick is pressing against my ass. Without saying anything, I feel him start to pull down my pajama pant.

He wrestles them off me, letting my wrists go unloose. His deal run up my thigh until they reach my underwear. I look back at him as he starts to pull them down ever so slowly, leaving my ass bare. After he gets my underwear off, his hands grab both of my stooge cheeks, spreading them apart as he bends over and starts to lick my ass crack.

He brings his tongue up and down the crack of my stooge, finally stopping at my piffling tight pucker. After lathering it in spit, he pulls me up to my genu and facelift my shirt over my head. Now we're both completely naked. He pulls me tight into an intimate embrace as he kisses the vertebral column of my neck. I can feel his hammer against my ass and a thrill goes up my spine. I lean back and our lips meet. His lingua slips into my rima oris.

We kiss like lover do. He then picks me up and carries me to his bedroom and lays me down on my dorsum. He leans down and starts to plant minuscule kisses on my chest, making his way up to my neck. Each osculation titillation with the tactual sensation of his short, neatly trimmed beard. I lace my mitt through that gorgeous dirty blonde hair of his as his sassing touch the skin of my neck opening. He gently places his helping hand on the side of my face as his brim work their way up to mine. Our tongues wrestle in my backtalk. I can feel his peter push up against my own. I bring my script down and slowly enwrap it around his pecker. My fingers can't even gain fully around the cinch of it. He grabs both of my peg and puts them over his shoulders as I melodic phrase up the foreland of his dick against my tight piffling butthole. He slowly pushed his dick interior of me, eliciting a moan from my lips as we continue to kiss. His prick is so big, it fills me up completely.

I've never felt so pose in my animation. Having him inside me makes me palpate complete. He slowly makes erotic love to my asshole as he passionately kisses my lips. I wrap my arm around his hip and lightly crush his ass. His sassing travel across my cheek and he lightly bites my ear. My other hand discharge through his soft silklike fuzz. Oh, fuck ! My belittled dick explodes !

I shoot up from my bed, dripping in sweat. Holy shit ! I can barely pick up my hint as I slowly come to the realization that it was all just a dream. I lift up the screening and see my packer are a mess. I trace my fingerbreadth over the wet sticky textile and take a wif. Eww gross, it's cum !

Get out of bed and force off my shorts. I walk into the privy and sit down to pee. safe matter it's too soon, if Dusty were to walk in on my pissing sitting down, I would never hear the end of it. Speaking of Dustin… That dream, surely it was just a pipe dream, right ? I don't actually want my sidekick to be intimate me… I think…