I had just got home from my community college and my younger pal was already in the simply bathroom With the shower on. I needed to pee. I needed to pee really badly, so I barged in the lavatory thinking Rob would be safely behind the glass door, and I could steal in for a whiz.

I opened up the door and what I didn't expect was to see Rob sitting on the gutter wanking his magnificent uncut cock.

He stopped his mitt motion, but I could see the precum collecting in the little pond formed on the top the his dick by his foreskin. We both were silent and still, neither of us knowing what to say. Then I saw his dick pulse a little and the precum overflowed and ran down the under position of his cock. Seeing that I couldn't service myself.

I turned the rain shower off and got down on my hired man and knees and licked the precum off the bottom of his dick before lapping up the residuum with my glossa. I looked up and him and saw his wide staring eyes."You ok with this slight bro ?"I asked before beginning the slow decent of my mouth down on his tremendous dick.

Rob got dad's genes, they are both suspensor and hung like horses at probably over eight inches each, I have a sizeable six and half inch phallus, but its zero to write house about. I look more like mom's incline of the kin, dilutant and shorter. At eighteen, you would think he was twenty one. At twenty dollar bill one, I still looked sixteen.

respiration through my wind, I swallowed and took him into my throat. I could sense the pulse rate of his core in the stalk in my oral cavity. Rob moaned and took my head in his handwriting and started fucking my facial expression.

"Fuck Jerry, that feels so dependable. I'd heard around that you were a SOB and piffling faggot, but I didn't know until now just how good you really were. Shit, no one had taken me all the way before. I'm not going to last long."I had a cheek in each hand and was pulling his ass to me as his script pulled me down his cock.

I felt him tense as he started to drop off down my throat. I pulled back and pumped up and down on his penis as he unloaded into my back talk. I wanted to taste him and he didn't disappoint. lump after glob of creamy man-curd pumped into my mouth. A piffling sweet, a short salty, a small bleachy, your typical senior high-schooler's load.

When he was done, I sat back and savored my mouth full of treasure for a moment and then swallowed. His tool, which had begun to deflate, roared back into life when he saw that.

"So Jerry, how committed to the gay modus vivendi are you ?"he asked, reaching into the cupboard under the sink. What he pulled out was a jar of Vaseline. He stood up and came around behind me. His arms encircled me as he began to loosen my pants. Then he pulled off my skid and then with a petty helper from me, my trouser and underwear.

I got down on my paw and knees as his manpower ran over the Earth of my ass."Bubble-butt Jerry, remember when we used to call you that ?"I nodded, not being capable to verbalize."You know why I stopped ? Because it started to dedicate me a hard-on."I felt his finger's breadth on the rosebud of my ass and it slipped inside easily with all the oil jelly on it.

It was my turn to moan as he stuck first one, then two, then finally three fingers inside me and began to pump them in and out."You've done this before seaport't you ?"he laughed.

I felt his hands on both coxa and I knew that what was knocking on my punt door could only be one matter. He slid it in slowly. I tried to campaign back to get more, quicker, but he was having none of that. He set the pace, slow thrust in, flying twist out, slow in, straightaway out. He leaned over me and hugged his body to mine when he was fully in me. We both moaned and I could finger his breath on my ear.

"Gon na really fuck you now big bro. screw you like I've dreamed about since I stopped shooting blanks."I lowered my head and squeezed him with my ass. I felt him jerk inside me and I knew he was shooting me to the full of pre-cum, making my ass even more velvety to his invading rod.

He pulled out slowly this sentence and rammed back in, his balls crashing into mine like one of those old desk toys where the balls batted each former. He began a rhythm of in, out, in, out, really punching my ass. I felt my top dog swimming. My man-cunt was loving what he was doing to me.

Then my lack of planning began to show itself. Every time he punched into me, I squirted just a little, not cum or precum, but pee. I had needed to pee so badly when I came in here, I just couldn't aid it. Roy noticed after a moment."Are you peeing ?"All I could do was nod my head.

Like the love child little brother that he was, he couldn't let it go, not when he could lord it over me. He took a handwriting off my hip and reached around me. Not to jerk my dick, but to press his bridge player into my bladder. I couldn't help it, I just let go and began to pee. Fortunately the bathroom all tile and had a drain in the story under the cesspit. As I finally ran out and Rob was hammering my ass, whacking my orchis, rubbing my prostate, and I came without even touching myself.

He could finger my tightening up and laughed."Got your cookie did ya ? trade good for you. After your blowjob, I can last for a while,"and he began to hammering me again.

That was when someone behind us cleared his throat. Rob stopped, buried to the hilt inside me and we turned around to see dad, standing in the room access. His pants were off and he was stroking his dick, which now looked even bigger than Rob's."How yearn have been punking your pal Rob ? When did you finally get a while of Bubble-Butt Krauthead ?"

"Honest dad, this is the first time. We won't do it again !"He began to pull out.

"Why not ? Jerry seems to like it."He got on his knees beside us, and reached between Rob's legs and fondled his testicles."And you seem to be enjoying it. I love women, but I've had a man's ass or two in my day."Rob pushed back into me and again we both groaned.

That caused dad to laugh again, and he got around behind Rob."W-what are you doing ?"Rob asked in a wonky spokesperson.

"What does it feel like son ? I'm licking your ass. I don't like petroleum jelly. I prefer spit."With that, he put his dickhead up to Rob's asshole.

"Relax Rob,"I said,"don't tense up, or it will hurt unfit. Cause it's gon na harm. Dad's just too big."Then he screamed as dad pushed himself into Rob's Virgin boycunt.

"stay being such a big baby and have it like a man. Look at your comrade there,"he reached around both of us and fondled my pissy, cummy peter."He's enjoying it."

After a bit, the three of us found a beat. Slapping trunk and grunts and groan filled the room. It was just too much for me. I lowered my headspring to the level and put my cheek on the piss covered tiles."Gon na cum again Robby. Gon na cum soon."

Then I felt dad increment the strength of his poke."That's it Rob, you're taking me like a pro. When your sidekick cums, I want you to satiate his ass with your seed and I'll do the same to yours. Your wonderful tight youth ass. Fuck you feel good."

That did it, that sent me over the bound and my unswayed cock began to piss out cum. I don't think I had ever cum that much before in my life, but it just wouldn't hitch. Rob thrust into me and held himself there as dad continued to throw into his ass. He squealed like a pig as he unloaded his clump into me. Then all thrusting stopped as dad grunted and filled Rob's ass with its inaugural load.

Dad pulled out and came around and soul kissed both of us. Rob flinched at first at dad's use of his spit and I wondered if he tasted his own ass on dad's lips, but if he did it was gone by the prison term he reached me.

Dad wiped himself clean with a face cloth and looked down at the two of us. I couldn't move off the floor and Rob was still semi-hard in my ass."You boys want to skip bowling this week when mom's off to her clayware class ?"We both nodded."Though so."He laughed as he walked down the mansion house to his room .