Boyfriend's Brother's Sex Practice

"I'd come pick you up, but Sergio needed the car." I got my things together. Derek usually always swings by after work, but it just wasn't worth questioning. I'm glad we've resolved it, frankly, I'd really hate to lose Derek after all these months. No relationship is perfect, but Derek has treated me better than any other guy I've been with, which I guess isn't saying much given exactly whom I've been with.

"Do you want me to bring some of the beers?" I texted him back.

"Nah, don't worry about it. Just get here. I want to see my boy." He's certainly rough around the edges, but Derek's a really sweet guy. I finished grabbing my things and was on my way.

Derek and I met on campus back in the fall semester. I remember making eye contact for the first time. I remember our first conversation. I looked up at this handsome 6'0" hunk destined to be my first real boyfriend. He was among a number of local fitness trainers that came to campus for the Recreation Department's 'Get-Fit Day'. Derek isn't a student, but between his training sessions and evening shifts at the bar, he makes a decent amount of money for just 23 years old. "Looking to get into shape?" He smiled at me, and from there our conversation went on. I had been going to the gym prior to that, and looked okay, but I certainly could have used some further structure. I just looked at him, taller than me, his olive skin was gorgeous, his mother is white and his father is black. He's a hunk, so of course I took up the offer. 

I only ever did one real fitness session with him. He ran me up the hill and back, doing crunches and twists after the fact. I still remember it as the most grueling 100 minutes of my life. I started to hang out with him at bars, where he'd give me 'special discounts' on drinks, before he finally grasped the courage to invite over to his house, "to watch a movie or something." Needless to say the movie watching was relatively brief, and we had the best sex of my life that night. His cock is both 8" and girthy, and together with my ass, it all felt like a lock-and-key, each made for each other.

We started to date. One month. Two months. I slowly opened up to the fact that I have some kinks in bed. I like a little bit of domination, and at times I have a fetish for guys' feet. Derek's size 12s always looked so sexy after his training sessions or after a night at the bar, but it was hard to get the courage to touch them. After some explaining he said he'd be open to my turn-ons, try them. He has a natural dominant-edge, he's never bottomed and I've never topped. Yet, I could tell some of the bondage I like, some of the kinks I have, feet included, were just too much for him.

"Just think about how comfortable and good you make me feel when you do all that, it's like a spiritual thing." I tried explaining kink in all different ways to him, sometimes he got it, other times no. Yet, in the end, I could it was more me pushing him for certain things. What naturally came from him was a good fuck and making me suck his cock for an hour at at time, then he'd be dominant as fuck.

Regardless though, Derek was always a sweetheart. I put our sexual differences aside for the sake of his genuine character. He's a natural leader, a natural alpha. So much so that he doesn't need to pomp or ever remind you how strong he really is. Not just physically, Derek is the favorite of his bosses, he's the man of the house living with just his mom and little brother, and sometimes his cousin. He always calls me his "baby boy," and his "lucky charm," always buttering me with affection and protection. I'm a real priority for him, as he is for me.

Derek took me out to dinner pretty often, the movies too. We'd come home to have some wild sex, with or without me trying to get him to play dominant with me. He enjoyed lightly choking me, whipping me a bit, biting me. He certainly loved the control, yet, I was his baby boy. He didn't want to degrade me in any way, me under his feet, he would tolerate once and a while, but couldn't ever think of it as kinky or dominant. 

We were grand for several months. Around a month ago I could tell something started to change. He just acted different, less interested if you will. I started texting him more, being more up his ass, really worried not understanding when he would just tell me "everything is fine." Last weekend, we got into a fight. A big one. I was over his house, laying in his bed with him. He hadn't been really affectionate at all, I moved his arms to big spoon me, and he did, but with total passiveness. Sergio had gotten home from his shift, he worked as a mechanic, and passed by Derek's room knocking on the door.

"Come in." Derek invited him in. Sergio opened the door.

"Hey," I don't often talk to his brother but I decided to now give it a try.

"Yo brother," the two had a typical brothers' relationship, ups and downs, peaceful at times, physically violent at times, but you could always tell Sergio looked up to his big brother. "Jeremy might be coming for a week or two next week, he wants to know if he can sleep in you room?"

Derek thought about it. "Nah, tell him to bring a mattress for the living room or he can use the pull out couch."

"He also wants to know if he can bring his girlfriend for a night or two?" Sergio asked in the doorway. Sergio was tall, at least two inches taller than his older brother, but more chubby, less in shape. Aside from the weight differences, the two had similar faces. If Sergio was a little slimmer he'd be equally a hunk as is Derek. He's not obese by any means, he's just a big boy. 

Derek thought again. "Okay, okay," he gave up kind of reluctantly. Sergio then left, closing the door, leaving the room to just us.

I turned to Derek. "I guess you'll be at my house the nights they're over together."

"Ehh, we'll see."

"I doubt your mamma's gonna be okay with some sort of orgy going on here."

Derek chuckled. "She might not even hear, she's never heard us before. She didn't even hear this conversation in the doorway. Her door is tightly shut."

"Why didn't your brother say 'hi' to me back?" I asked nicely but curious. "I wanted to be nice."

"I don't know, just leave the kid alone." Derek is very protective when it comes to his brothers. "We just got past a fight, he might be kind of shy."

"What was it this time?" I pretended to roll my eyes.

"He wasn't being responsible with the gasoline in the car," he started, "and frankly," he wont on, "it's none of your business." He totally snarked.

"I didn't mean it like that..."

"You always have a comment about my brother or cousin. The kid's 19, I know he's not the most mature, but he's my brother, not yours, leave him alone."

"I was just curious why he didn't respond?"

"Does he need to respond to you?" Derek shot me sharp look. He was being extremely rude. I was hurt. "The kid broke up with his girlfriend just two weeks ago, he's not himself."

"Tell him to screw some bitch or some guy to help him move on," I tried to offer. Sergio recently told Derek that he was bisexual like him, but has never had any experience with men.

"He doesn't want to see any girls in the meantime, dumbass."

"Any guys?" I tried being nice in the face of Derek's rudeness. After all, I was at his house.

I let it all go, and we slept the night together, with a little bit of tension for sure, but enough to get through it. The next day I went to class and got a series of texts from the boyfriend.

"You know what," he began, "I'm sick and tired of you being nosy all up in my business, my family, my work, its time you start paying attention to your own lack of discipline." I got defensive. I know my shit isn't as together as Derek's is, but he was out of line. We went back and forth for a good hour, escalating, escalating more. He was calling me names, cursing at me. He was calling me clingy, obsessed with him, annoying, all of the sort. I was angry, and let him know. Deep down, I was hurt. The conversation ended with us agreeing to not see each other for a few days.

"On my way," I texted him. I had just gotten in the Über bound for his house, way to far to walk, and no busses went there either. 

Throughout the whole ride I just thought about our make-up yesterday. He came to my apartment and sat me down in my bed, holding my hands. He confessed to me that he should've never talked to me that way, and he didn't know what was going through his head. He confessed he doesn't care for it when I make comments, even if good, about his brother, but he understands my intentions. "You just care. I'm not used to it enough in my life," he shared with me. He also told me from now one he was going to be more open to me having a relationship with Sergio, and he was going to prove it to me. 

I pulled up to his house, paid the driver, and walked in. Derek told me in advance that it would be open. Opening the door to his room, I found my sexy boyfriend laying on his bed with his computer. He still had his shoes on, wearing sweatpants and a gray beater. I could tell he just recently worked out.

I walked up to him, closing the door, "Hi, baby," giving him a kiss before putting my stuff down. I cuddled up next to him, he put his arm around me while he took a puff of his vape. He was watching an episode of Shameless, texting to the side. We didn't speak of our tension, we just put it behind us, and resumed our normal relationship.

As the episode around me, he turned to me and kissed me. We made out for a while. I started to kiss his neck, getting pretty aroused as I usually do by my mans affection. Derek turned to look at his phone and respond to some text while I soothed him down. He returned his attention to me. We continued to make out for a few more minutes before I heard the door to his room open. I was paranoid it was his mom who occasionally comes in sometimes, so I instinctively tried to back out, but Derek reacted fast, holding my cheeks in place, continuing to kiss me for a few more seconds. I heard the door close.

Derek released my cheeks. "What's up brother." Sergio was in the room standing at the end of the bed, having just witnessed the end of an intimate moment.

"Hey," he saluted me.

"Hi," I awkwardly saluted him back, finding the timing incredibly awkward. 

Derek then held me tight to him looking in my eyes a certain way, a certain grimace. He turned to Sergio, "take off your shirt, brother." Sergio complied, tossing his shirt to a chair in the corner, he looked almost kind of nervous. Underneath his shirt was a wide, fatty body, the kid probably weighed around 250 pounds. For some reason, I was weirdly turned on that both brothers were somewhat dressed-down with me. I could see Sergio had a slight erection under his work pants. Derek turned to me, smirking, "I told you I'd make sure you and Sergio start a relationship. Now's your chance."

I was really confused. "Show us that dick, brother." Sergio held down his pants revealing a semi-hard dick, I could already tell that his dick is bigger than Derek's and wider too. "Sergio's got the meaty-boy dick." Derek chuckled. I was somewhat appalled and turned on to have just seen his brother's fatty dick.  Derek then looked at me, "Sergio agreed with you, my baby boy," I was still confused, "He's taking a break with girls for now, he wants some real guy experience."

I just looked at Derek disgusted, "and...."

"...and I think you should let him use you as practice."

"WHAT." I was insulted. "I am not a sexy toy."

"C'mon, baby, it's all between us. It's all in the family. Sergio's a good kid, just wants a taste of what a real boy is like." 

I got off the bed and backed up, "I am not going to be shared between you and your brother." As soon as he heard me protest, Derek leaped off the bed and pushed me up against the wall. He grabbed a belt from his dresser and tied my hands behind my back. I thought to further protest, but figured what did it matter, and frankly began to like the idea.

"Sit down, Sergio." Derek told his brother to take a seat, who complied and sat down in the chair, on top of his shirt. Derek held me by both my neck and cuffs, dragging me over to his bigger, little brother, my knees collapsing into a kneel as I reached the chair. Derek held my face into his brother's chest. "Lick his nipples like you do mine so well." I was reluctant. I held out my tongue and traced lightly up and around Sergio's right nipple. The 19-year-old just sat there, not knowing what to say, but letting it happen. "Like you mean it!" Derek smacked me on the side of the head. I began licking more intently, like I do to Derek. I heard Sergio give out a big moan, having felt what a tongue on his body felt like the first time. "Yeah, brother, girls don't clean up a man like that do they?"

"No, they don't," Sergio responded, nearly in ecstasy. I continued to lick his nipples, his body. Derek guided my head so that I licked his whole chest, fat rolls, belly button, both nipples. I could feel below me Sergio's semi now became a full hard-on. "I needed this after work, Der"

"Sergio just got home from the mechanic shop," Derek informed me, as if I couldn't tell, "a great time to show him a boy relaxes a man." 

"Can I take my boots off? Can he do the feet thing?" Sergio kept asking his brother for permission to take the next steps. 

"That's a great idea, but he's gonna take them off. Aren't you boy?"

"Yes." I replied. Derek threw my head down to Sergio's boots. I started unlacing his boots with my teeth. Sergio didn't bother to try to get me to take them off without hands, so he pulled one foot out as it was unlaced enough. He held his socked foot to my face. I felt the wool sock ooze with sweat as it came in contact with my cheeks. Sergio arched his foot so that his heel was below my chin and his toes were over my forehead. He had big feet.

"Smell them boy," Sergio told me. Sergio was now giving me commands. I didn't speak up. Sergio's feet smelled a lot like Derek's, but even worse, they sweat even more.

"Kiss my brother's feet." I kissed up Sergio's socked sole, pressed up on my face, holding my neck in a certain position. Sergio bent down to untie his other boot. Releasing his other foot, he now held both socked feet up to my face, while Derek pressed the back of my head to push me further into his soles. I felt so dirty, so wrong, yet I was loving it.

"Derek, I wanna see how you handle him for a bit. Show me what that's like."

"Great idea." I was pulled by the hair off Sergio's feet. Derek pulled down his sweatpants revealing the rock hard cock I know to well. I beat him too it, swallowed his eight inches whilst looking up at him, like he were a God. I looked up into his eyes while holding his dick down my throat as deep as possible, just like he likes. I bobbed my head up and down his cock, holding tight pressure with my lips, watching Derek close his eyes and cock his head back, loving it like I know he does. Sergio watched his brother in ecstasy as his cock was eaten. Derek returned his hand to my head, shoving me up and down his cock, so fast I lightly choked, slurping up what I could of my boyfriend's thick meat. He loved to see me choke and slurp, confirm to his ego just how big his cock is.

After enough of a tease I was thrown back down onto the floor. "Take off my shoes." Derek was wearing his black Nike work-out shoes. I unlaced each of his shoes with my teeth as the two brothers looked on me from above, this was education for Sergio, exposé for Derek. Once unlaced, I brought my mouth to his heel, grabbed onto the shoe with my teeth, pulling down as Derek helped me by pulling his foot up and out. Then the other shoe. My boyfriend's socked feet, those gorgeous, muscular, sweaty size 12s that I love were planted on the floor. I kissed each of his feet. "Again," he told me, "again, again, again....again, again." I must have kissed each foot over fifteen times, I could taste his black sock in my mouth. I'd never seen Derek this way, this dominant, this willing to put me at his feet.

He bent down to pick me up by the belt cuffing me. He dragged back over onto the bed, throwing me on it. He sat on me, sat on my face, looking towards Sergio still in that chair.He totally took off his pants now, and rested his hanging ball sack over my face. Without a word I cleaned my boyfriend's ballsack of all of its post-workout sweat. He then moved up, puffing on his vape, and positioned himself so that I'd lick the skin between his balls and crack, and then finally, he sat with his open crack on my face. He usually eat me out, but once in a while he enjoys it too. "Eat out your man, that's a good boy." I dutifully licked in and around his asshole, occasionally jabbing my tongue inside. I'm not bad at eating my man's ass, though I'll never as good as he is with my ass.

Derek then moved, and laid down on the bed, no pants or underwear, just his beater and socks. He grabbed my head, and pulled me to in between his legs, my face in his crotch, where I continued to lick clean. He tapped to his side, where I usually sleep, inviting Sergio to take a seat. Sergio came, taking off his pants, leaving only his briefs and socks. Derek then snapped at me, signifying to move over to his brother. I scooted over to in between Sergio's fat ass thighs. I looked at his sweating ballsack, then up at him, kind of scared. He just looked at me with a smirk, saying nothing. I lowered myself to licking the underside of his scrotum, then around to the top, before slurping up his shaft. The brothers just talked while I pleased them.

"Does mom know Jeremy's bringing his girl tomorrow?" Derek asked Sergio. My tongue was deep in the 19-year-old's ballsack.

"Yeah, I told her yesterday, she's not really happy, but..." I licked up Sergio's shaft. His cock was definitely bigger than Derek's. 9 inches. Maybe 10.

"She'll deal, she'll deal." Sergio now put his hand on my head, guiding the passes of my tongue along his balls and shaft in a way he liked. I couldn't get over how much this kid could sweat. Derek continued talking, "It be hot to see them fuck on the couch, no?" My boyfriend scooted over really close to his brother, their skin touching. He grabbed me by my hair, and dragged my head over to his cock. My body was still within Sergio's legs, in fact, Sergio repositioned his legs over me, locking me in. "There ya go, just like that bro, keep him at your mercy." I was at his brother's mercy, those fat legs could pop me any moment.

Derek slid my head up and down his cock, I left it nice and wet, my lips tight but soft. Sergio spoke, "Jeremy has a really big dick. Have you ever seen it?"

"No." Derek replied holding me at certain depths of his cock for a few seconds at time. I slurped up his cock, licking around in a circle.

"Yeah, man. Jer has like a 12 inch." Sergio now grabbed my hair, pulling me back to him, shoving my head down his 10 inch. I gagged, choked. Sergio smacked me to get me to shut up, still drilling his cock down my throat. "Bro, this feels so good."

"He's a special one, my boy," it was perhaps the weirdest compliment ever. "No girl sucks like this."

Sergio was eyes-closed, neck-cocked in total pleasure. "Oh, I could cum down his throat any moment now."

"Alright, then," Derek was not going to let that happen. He pulled me off his brothers cock, and shoved me down toward the foot of the bed. I looked at my boyfriend in total humiliation, I almost wanted to cry. "Take off my socks."

I looked at my boyfriend's feet. His socks were still wet and tight to his toes, black fuzz coming off. I bit the heel and slid his one sock off. Derek held his toes to my lips, shoving them inside, "Yeah, clean them." I started to take a few licks in between his toes before he kicked me with his other foot, still in its sock. "Other sock first!" I did as ordered and removed the other sock accordingly. Sergio watched observationally this whole time. "Now his socks." I turned to Sergio almost in disbelief. He wiggled his toes excited for the treatment Derek must have told him all about. As I pulled my face close to his heel, Sergio lifted his foot, smashing it on my cheek, pinning me down onto the mattress.

"HAHAHAHA," his older brother laughed at my misery, his little brother causing my misery. "My bitch is a real one."

"He is a real bitch," Sergio added, grinding his damp socked foot over my face. "Okay, now take them off." I returned to his heel and started to cry.

"Awww, baby boy," Derek started, "its too soon for this. You know you loved this." Then they both laughed, watching me take Sergio's damp wool socks off with my teeth. Sergio's feet were bare. He wiggled them in my face. "Baby boy, you think my size 12s are bad after a run, get to know what a mechanic smells like after a work day." Sergio kept tapping his fat feet on my face. "Ask him what size they are." Derek commanded. I hesitated. "NOW!"

"What size are they, sir?" I asked to the man whose feet I was smelling.

"13s," he responded, rubbing them in my face some more. "Worship my feet, my brother's bitch." I started crying again, but I obeyed. I licked the hot sweat up from Sergio's right size 13 sole, then his left size 13 sole. He flicked his toes when my tongue swiping would reach them. His feet were not only tall but wide. They could crush something easily.

"He's your bitch now," Derek added.

"Yeah, lick my feet, bitch." Sergio was stroking himself to the power and feeling of my face on his feet, the softness of my tongue cleaning them. "You're my boy now too." He pushed his massive soles in my face, trying to crush my tongue, make it as hard as he could for me to lick them, so the boys could laugh watching me try.

I licked Sergio's feet for at least five more minutes before Derek did the expected. He kicked me. "Alright, you're his boy too, but overall, you're still MY boy." He just pointed to his feet. 

I licked my hunky boyfriend's feet now in total ecstasy.  I was so thrilled to be back at his feet, him letting me lick all I wanted. I didn't care how pathetic I looked to him and his brother. "I own you," Derek asserted to me, "lick my feet harder if you agree." I licked his feet even harder, massaging them with my tongue. The boys broke out in laughter. "I have always owened you," he tried to say calming down from his hysterics, "lick my feet harder if you agree." I licked his feet as hard as I could.

"HAHAHAHAHAH," both Sergio and Derek broke watching me totally degrade myself.

There was a knock at the door. We all froze.

"What is the matter boys?" Their mom was outside the door concerned.

"Nothing mom, we're just watching something."

"Okay, please be quiet. I'm trying to go to sleep." You could hear her footsteps walking away.

"Keep licking boy," Derek kicked me head-on, "I didn't tell you to stop."

I continued licking my owner's sweaty, muscular feet. "Yo, what if we make him lick Mom's feet next." Sergio laughed.

"That's disgusting, get that idea out of your head." Derek responded to my relief. "Well, I'd think about it."

"Yo, what about Dad's feet?"

"Please," Derek didn't agree either, "Daddy's big 16s would crush his little head before he could touch them." They both seemed to like that idea, according to the growth in their dicks. "Daddy doesn't need a boy for that, Daddy just needs a boy for this." Derek leaned in to me, pulling me up by my hair, forward towards him. He positioned me upright, and slid his dick into my ass as fast as he could, no lubricant, no warning. That first moment hurt like a bitch. He pushed me back down on his cock, thrusting up and down as I sat on his big dick. "Oh, ohhhhh..." Derek moaned, he loved this position. 

Sergio sat up and kneeled on the bed, coming behind me. The kid was so much more massive than me, it felt like a bear holding me in place from behind. He held me down so Derek could slide his dick up the way he likes.

"Ohhhh," I now moaned. Sergio gave his tongue to my neck, licking me so tenderly I nearly squealed. His tongue moved down my back, his big bear arms, holding me in place.

The giant 19-year-old actually made me feel really good. He breathed on my neck, pushed my hair out of my ear. "You going to be a good boy for me?"

"Yessir."

"Good." He took his fat hand to my hard cock. I'm not nearly as big as the brothers, but he could fit his whole big, fat hand on it. He started to stroke me. It felt amazing. Derek was fucking me underneath this whole time. Sergio spoke in my ear again, soft, it almost tickled, "I need a good practice boy, my brother tells me you're a good fit."

"Yessir."

"Good boy." Sergio proceeded to lick my neck again. Not even Derek makes me feel this good. Stroking my dick, I thought I was about to lose it and cum.

"Take him off, he's going to cum soon," Derek instructed. Sergio picked me up off his brother's dick like I were a flower, and settled me down to the side. He pushed my back down, arching me, my ass to him. "You're turn, little brother."

"I want to eat him, first?" I liked that idea too. I felt Sergio's fat face dig into my crack, his tongue was bigger and wider than Derek's, felt just as good. He slimed around my whole, and knew already to pierce into my hole. It definitely wasn't as good as my boyfriend's, bur for a first time, it felt great.

Derek enjoyed watching his little brother practice his rimming skills. My boyfriend scooted over so that his dick was now under my face. He held my face down on his cock, choking me on it, arching me at an even better angle for Sergio. Sergio tongue-ravaged my ass while I tried desperately not to choke on Derek's cock. He didn't let me any air, just puffed on his vape, enjoying the control he had.

"Bro," Derek spoke. Sergio paused, his tongue flat on the skin around my hole, looking at his big brother. "Fuck him. Fuck him now."

"I don't know if I'm ready," Sergio confessed.

"Do it! Just stick it in."

Sergio kneeled upwards, holding both of my cheeks apart in his strong hands. I felt that pierce in me, destroy me. I let out a few tears. His cock was enormous. Derek now pushed me off his cock to give me some air, then shoved me right back down.

"Go, thrust. Think he's a girl."

Sergio thrusted in my ass, getting his fat meat deeper and deeper. I moaned, salivating all over my boyfriends cock as Sergio's fat cock hit spots I'm not sure if Derek was ever able too. I never felt so much pain and pleasure simultaneously. Sergio filling my ass with his beer can penis, and Derek holding me down in a chokehold on his, I've never felt so much comfort and discomfort all at once.

"Bro, I don't know how much longer I can hold on, I'm going to cum."

"Okay, hold off for a minute, I'm gonna try and cum too." Derek began thrusting deeper into my mouth, to determine to finish in sync with Sergio. Sergio began thrusting deeper into my ass, losing any interest in feeling out my pleasure spots, eager only in having his meaty cock feel amazing in my warm, largely tight hole.

"Oh, Derek, his hole feels amazing."

"I know, hahaha," Derek chuckled, holding me down further and further down his cock, "That's the ass I've been fucking for months now, I'm a lucky dog."

"OH BABY!" Sergio tried not to scream and wake up his mother again. Seeing this, Derek put maximum effort into his throat fucking. I began numb. I didn't feel the need to throw up, or do anything. I almost felt out of body, being totally powerless, fucked from both ends. 

"Oh, oh, OH!" Sergio was audible, but both brothers came together, released their breaths together. Both reduced the intensity of their thrusting, releasing any last semen, before pulling out of my ass and mouth.

Derek got up, up from the bed, walked over to his brother. "You did great, man." He gave him a quick, hard rub of the back.

"He still has to get off." Sergio added. Both boys looked at me. "How do you want to cum?" Sergio was almost generous.

"Stop! Stop!" Derek stopped him. "Take him back, and finish him on your watch."

"What do you mean take me back?" I butted in.

"Shut up boy!" Derek didn't like me speaking up. "You're spending the night in Sergio's room, in his bed or on the floor, however he wants you." He turned to his brother, "That's up to you, you make the rules for him."

"But..." I was so taken back.

"Enough! I don't want to hear from you," Derek reprimanded, "Sergio's a good kid, he needs a boy to practice on, you're his now. I will still always own you, but for the moment you're a gift to him."

"Yeah, I own you now." Sergio chuckled rubbing his dick.

"You're basically..." Derek continued, "...what should we call it? You're his slave. That's that." I didn't protest. "You've always been my slave, just without formal acknowledgement. This relationship was always one-sided. You're just so needy and whiney," he told me, "I still love you, I guess, but in a different way. You just have a better understood purpose now." I looked up at them, I didn't know what to say. Derek turned to Sergio, "Take him, I don't want to see him any longer." 

Sergio eagerly took me by the belt. I grudgingly obeyed in letting him parade me down to his room.

"You're kind of like a pet," Sergio told me. He was leaning on the side of the bed, holding his big feet on my face as he rubbed my lips and nose. I was instructed to just kiss and smell.

I kept kissing his feet, but unlike Derek, Sergio allowed me to respond. "Maybe."

"No, you are." He rubbed his feet harder in my face. "Lick them, doggy." I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out. He rubbed his feet over my tongue. He thought to himself, "Hmmm, how should I let you get off? How should I MAKE you get off?" I bent my neck up, more actively licking his soles, mostly caked in my saliva by now. "I know you love these feet, there's certainly more in store but..." I watched him make up his mind, stroke his dick that was getting hard again, "...I need more fucking practice. Turn around, bend over." I reluctantly turned around, hands tied, ass up. "You know what, nah. On my bed." He picked me up himself and plopped me on his bed.

Sergio fucked me all while stroking my cock, licking and sucking my back and neck like he does so well. He fucked me soft, hard, in the middle. He bent my back down so far, my ass was like a 'V', he drowned his dick in my ass with so much force I couldn't help but moan. I came all over his bed, and he came again in my ass. He collapsed in me in a semi-cuddle and told me to get to sleep. "If Jeremy gets here tomorrow," he added, passing out, "he's gonna have a big twelve inch, and some big size 14s needing to be taken care of." They were gonna get their cousin in on me too? "Go to bed, boy. We'll shower in the morning."