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NARRATIVE SHORT-STORY!
I knew something was going on! Tommy was our neighbour across the street and a former babysitter for us. Nine years ago, when I, Adrian, was 9 years old and my older brother Lucas was 11, the prior years before that time as well; he (Tommy) was 16 back then; now he is 25 years old and looks so much like model Owen Lindberg—fucking hot!
He was a lot of fun back then. We played video games, swam in our pool lots (seasons and weather permitting), and played soccer, basketball, baseball, ball hockey, and other sports; he taught us how to work out, build muscle, and eat properly just when we were hitting puberty. Great dude! He never hurt us and was never mean or tried anything inappropriate underage-wise ever. Tommy had a girlfriend then—she was (kind of) pretty, but we only saw her from a distance; she may have had a cock with just a slight butch to her?
Looking at me now, at age 18, as of four months ago, and Lucas, 20, we are rocking it! Both of us are over six feet tall, shredded, lean, and super-ripped, with long, light brown, wavy, curly hair and blue eyes, great, perfect smiles. Yes, you can tell we are brothers. We both resemble but are hotter than the model Jaco van den Hoven crossed with Daniel Buller—no other siblings. Lucas is generally bigger than I am — he's 2 years older. Mom and Dad are Accountants and had many trips planned for this summer abroad (Without us) at our request. We would not see them until September.
Well, it is summer now, and my 18th was back in late winter. Lucas is home from college for the break. He is studying Kinesiology; I guess Tommy teaching us all about sports and the body sparked an interest; our basement fitness cave is plastered with laminated posters of all the human body's organs and anatomy. Lucas and I have always shared a cheater adjoining bathroom with sliding pocket doors between our bedrooms--naturally, we saw one another naked thousands of times.
Now, I am 18, and he is 20; I paid much more attention to his nearly erect penis cumming out of the open concept barrier-free shower, with evidence of recent ejaculation. I was cool knowing he had never had a girlfriend yet--I was not sure what that was all about and did not care. We both were about 8” hard and cut. We just smiled and nodded. It excited me as we acknowledged our male sexuality and needs. I tried not to fantasize about him—after all, he is my older brother!
I am just working part-time at Rona Home and Garden — not sure what I will do with my life. My girlfriend Julia is off in Europe for months, visiting family. We fucked in her basement for the first time just before she left; she did not suck cock very well at all; I thought her cunt was sketchy?? The cum was boring and silent…I longed for so much more pleasure, power, and blasting climactic orgasms. I will admit that some of my best orgasms and ejaculations were fantasizing about guys-on-guys—especially threesomes and mass twink orgies.
Okay! So! Why did I know something was going on? Today is Friday, July 11th. Tonight, Lucas and I (Adrian- naked, cock caged and butt plugged at this point) were so excited to watch the baseball game with the Toronto Blue Jays against the Oakland Athletics. We are both Die-hard Blue Jays fans. So far this year, the Jays are doing well and have a good shot at the ALE, the ALCS, and maybe even the World Series!
Here I was after an afternoon of sex with my brother and our former babysitter, Tommy, all of us over 18 now. We group-rode large dildos and fisted each other as we watched the game… Each run, I got punch-fisted, cock and cum fed for twenty minutes, strapped onto our weight bench, with my legs bungeed far behind me on the bench press pole. How did we get here? Keep reading!
It has been three weeks since Lucas came home from School. His first day back, we bumped into Tommy in the mall. I was lined up to get food, and Lucas spotted him alone in the distance. Lucas flew to him some hundreds of feet away, bouncing and bounding to him—I was a little perplexed. I saw them bump phones, exchange contacts, chat, smile and nod, and part with knuckle bumps.
We hadn't really hung out with Tommy for many years—he was getting older and off to college himself, and the age difference, etc.—and he didn't seem to have a girlfriend these days, and I had no idea what he did or where he was. Lucas and I had other guy friends, but the summer and families are away on visits and vacations. We both had the usual messing around with sleepovers and normal boys-growing-up stuff, but nothing too major throughout our shared adolescence.
It was weird because, since Lucas had met Tommy in the mall, he was often off alone on his long trail walks for several hours in the nearby extensive conservation area, with dozens of secluded pathways, ponds, mini-lakes, and other spots—it was a very nature-like preserve if you are into that. He always showered before heading out—a few times afterwards, I noticed the shower head was not quite tight to the hose—and just a few days ago, tiny specs of shit on the black and white tiles—weird?
It all came together in my 48-hour spy investigation! Best thing I ever did for all of us!! A day ago, on Thursday, July 10th, while we were working out together just after lunch, I noticed him breaking a lot and texting someone, claiming he was keeping in touch with college buddies. It was hard not to notice his growing bulge and wet spot through his white, tight board shorts as he texted whoever. I stared when he could not see me—the thought of seeing his erection and touching it, tasting it was starting to pique my curiosity and excitement. Lucas said he was showering and heading out on his nature walk alone. I acknowledged and went back to lifting my weights. Secretly, I ran upstairs to my room and cracked the sliding pocket door just a few millimetres so I could spy him in the open viewable shower.
Our bodies are so similar in appearance now that we are young men; he is just slightly taller and has more muscle. As soon as he pulls off his shorts, his cock is totally hard--a massive pre-cum web is flying everywhere, reminiscent of watching porn for hours and not releasing one's cock from your pants to jerk off. But we had not been watching porn. (Fuck I wish we would) Why was he so suddenly off the charts horny with whoever he had been texting? Or was it me working out with his clocking our hot bodies? He was excited about something—my mind was running wild and swirling in excitement and confusion as I spied his hotness.
My 8” cock was instantly as hard and big as his as I dropped my shorts and undies to my shoes and ankles. I already had copious pre-cum webs drenching from our workout. Spying Lucas walking into the shower with his clone-like, fantastic, proud, rock-hard erection, I gasped again, seeing his semen glistening and oozing from his beautiful slit. Fuck me! I really wanted to touch and taste his cock so bad—brother or not!
Panting and gasping with heart racing and licking lips, I began stroking my raging cock, dripping my jizz all over the wall and pocket door. I had spied and checked out other boys in the 18+ high school showers, but nothing like this!
As the shower came on and I saw his frontal nudity, I had to gasp and cover my mouth yet again. The drips and streams running down his sculpted tan chest and nipples to his magnificent light brown treasure trail to his thick, but trimmed bush and perfect balls. I could not take it anymore! I just had to be with him, feel him, taste him, make love with him!
I was just about to gingerly sneak in when he grabbed the shower head firmly in hand and twisted the hose off the threaded shaft, placing the head on the inlaid wall shelves. My cock squirted a small, thick white load, suspecting what he was about to do. I knew that, with our healthy daily diet, exercise, and sports play, we both did our major dumps in the am before our showers. My heart and breathing became even faster with beads of sweat and excitement exploding from every cell of my entire teen sexual being.
Lucas, being such a vegan au natural fiend, had recently bought some coconut oil-tropical scented hair and skin treatment; he had giggled, mentioning that it was so awesome you could even use it internally and was quite healthy, edible apparently.
He stroked and pumped his cock and brought a load of pre-cum to his lips and mouth. It was all I could do not to cry out in my building cum as he stuck his precum-dripping fingers deep into his mouth and throat and sucked them as if it was a man’s big penis—almost fisting his throat. Soon, all four of his fingers were stretching his mouth and jaw. I was flabbergasted and had to slow down stroking. This was hotter than nearly any jerk-off fantasy I had ever completed. Not sure why he needs to stretch his jaw and throat.
He stopped, took the shower hose in his right hand, and with his left pumped several of his healthy oil things into his left hand. Now I fell to my knees; he lifted his toned, fibrous, sculpted leg and placed it against the tile wall. With his other lubed hand, he inserted a good load up his anus and rectum, followed quickly by greasing the hose end. Holy Fuck! I was about to witness my older hot brother wash out his asshole!
I never thought in detail about this; guys and people in general, preparing for anal play and sex with a partner, cleaning their pleasure tunnel. I literally had to put my own hand in my mouth and bite it hard as I stroked my titanium cum dripping erection. Lucas popped the hose end in his hole and let out a smile and gasp; his eyes rolled back--he gently stroked and fondled his cock, and his low-hanging stretched like balls. The blissful expression on his face was incredible as he filled his hole with water. I was shocked at how long he kept the hose in and at how he enjoyed the expansive feelings, being unaware of his capacity, which had obviously been worked on for some time.
Finally, when I was damn near ready to chew my hand off and paint the door and wall in rail-gun-like ejaculations, he pulled out and blasted mostly clear water all over the wall and floor—I noticed a very large anal gape and almost displayed and protruded his red flesh anal folds. Lucas gasped in delight. I saw a thick white semen squirt fly out of his purple, engorged erection. He repeated three times, taking more water and blasting so pleasurably, crystal-clear. Again, his hole is opening up so big, like a Star Wars planet-creature worm.
I was so fucking close to having the cum of my life when he treated and taught me all in one fell swoop. After loosely dropping the hose, he filled his hand with the oil lube again while keeping his foot and leg angled toward the tile wall. I knew we were both athletic and flexible, but I damn near broke the skin on my hand between my teeth as I watched even more joy and exquisite pleasure erupt from my brother's face as his coned-shaped hand slid into his anus and rectum.
Lucas pressed harder and faster; that was it! His entire hand and wrist slipped into his asshole and bum-tunnel as he threw his head back and twirled and twisted and handballed his hole, often pulling out into a full fist and plunging back in, punching pleasure. I suddenly went for broke and muffled cried out as my penis erupted and unloaded the most incredible ejaculation as I knelt, blasting thick, searing white cum torrents and semen snakes all over my face, hand and hair. I removed my hand; several more squirts flew right into my mouth and throat as I longed for it to be Lucas’s. Fuck! He is only a dozen feet from me! If he only knew what had just happened between us. I covered my mouth again, trying to spoon my dripping semen into my mouth. It had never tasted so sweet and hot as it did right now.
Suddenly, Lucas stopped—almost edging his hole and penis to save his climax. He withdrew with more smiles, pleasure, groans, and moans, bringing his oil-flavoured, lubed hand to his mouth, he sucked it all clean.
Why did he hold off on his major ejaculation? He dropped his leg, re-attached the shower head and gave his ass a little rinse, followed by just a small, flavoured oil dollop on and in his hole. He then washed the walls and floor tiles, squirting some soap around, and hosed them all clean, as well as the showerhead and hose connections. The water was turned off. I scrambled on my knees with my soaked shorts and cum coated hands, face and head to my bed and hauled up my britches and ran for my shirt. I fell to my bed on my belly and panted as my mind spun in excitement and off-the-charts horny teen anxiety.
I had 2 choices now. Do I covertly follow and spy on Lucas wherever and whoever he was meeting, I was sure. Or do I clean my hole and penetrate myself (or try to) to experience the same as he had done. Well, in seconds, my body told me this was a no-brainer! The summer was young, and whatever was going on seemed to be repeating every day (or more for all I knew), so there were lots of future opportunities. Face down, my penis swelled again, and my balls began to boil and spew. Then, unexpectedly, I swear my anal ring began to open all on its own, speaking to my body, mind and soul, saying –feed me!
I heard Lucas leave the bathroom and head to his bedroom. About five minutes later, I heard footsteps down the stairs, and moments later, the side door opened and closed. I leapt up and spied through my window blinds; he was briskly walking and texting as he disappeared.
I do not think I have ever stripped naked so fast, tossing my semen-dripping clothing to the floor. I ran to the bathroom to experiment with the same he had done with his hole. Sure, I am 18 with horny raging hormones, but even I was shocked at my solid raging 8” cut cock again and ever thicker pre-cum dripping like a cracked water pipe! Good thing I drank so much water when we had worked out.
I was shaking and trembling as I turned on the water and regulated the pressure and temperature to lukewarm. It was then, looking up, that I noticed, for the first time, a new, large chrome cylinder about the size of a jar of peanut butter attached to the shower-head pipe and hose. I speculated it was some filter sanitizer, so the water was of better quality and safer for washing out his hole.
I had to swallow repeatedly as I unscrewed the shower head from the hose and placed it in the wall shelf; I was excited beyond comprehension. This is my first anal douching and penetrating play. I placed my foot up on the tile wall, just as Lucas had, and greased my hole with the lube, then coated the shower hose with it.
I recalled Lucas going in almost a foot—I will be cautious and slow my first time. As soon as it popped into my anus, I squirted a little cum onto the tiles. I pushed a little deeper—the eroticism is fantastic, and the pressure filling my hole caused me to moan, groan, and gasp just as he had.
When I thought it was no longer safe to fill more, I pulled out and pushed. I came again as mostly clear water, with very few bits or signs of discoloration. I quickly repeated each time, greasing and going deeper and fuller. I cried out again; I never imagined such pleasure--It was phenomenal. Still, I felt my cock and balls building; that lime-sized thing I think called the prostate called to me. I remembered that Lucas had a few erasable marker arrows on certain body parts down in the home gym.
I dropped the hose and flooded my hand with oil from the pump. Slowly, I inserted two fingers. Holy shit! That feels really, really nice. I rotated and thrusted. I brushed the big, hard, swollen thing I believed to be my prostate. I gasped and shuddered, almost falling to the floor and dropping my leg. I steadied myself and added a third and then a fourth. There was some pain and expansion discomfort, but more than that, my brain and body cried more and more, please more. I had never stretched, so there was no way I was getting my hand in tonight anyway. I continued to fuck my hole with my four fingers, stroking and assaulting my prostate. Fuck! I wish Lucas were here doing it to me with his big cock or hands. Asshole brother not sharing his skills and knowledge!
Now I began to fantasize about maybe hot college dudes or neighbourhood gay twink boys (18+) that maybe he was hooking up with. Just when I thought I could not beat the cum I blew some 30 minutes earlier, hands free this time, my penis erupted and damn near had semen bounce off the tiles with such power.
I covered my red plum glans with my other hand, capturing more powerful boy-cum squirts; the pleasure as my prostate pumped like a second heart was out of this world as I screamed and hollered in my lonely climax, nearly scaring me that the neighbours around might hear even through our closed windows and AC on. I did not care. This was the greatest sexual self-pleasure I had ever had. Sadly, I had to stop. My legs began to cramp and tremble.
I slid down the warm, wet tiles with the shower hose still splashing water to the floor. Bits of cum balls about as I caught my breath and composure. This was unfuckin' real!! Now I have almost become angry with the thought of why he did not share this magnificent pleasure with me!?!
I giggled and shook my head; I thought Mom and Dad should get a refund on their education portion of their property and income taxes. Although in school they teach us that the prostate makes the semen to carry the sperm from our testicles, they sure the fuck do not explain the off-the-charts pleasure for Twinks and men penetrating the anus and rectum or more and experiencing the best orgasm and ejaculations possible like I just did for my first time. Much more to this prostate and vesicle stuff than they taught!
I brought myself to my feet and looked at my watch; he would be gone at least another near three hours. Almost dizzy, I shut off the water. I was about to reattach the shower head and clean my dripping boy cum and butt specks when I decided not to. I did not want to hide what I had done! Yet I was still not brave enough to cum out to Lucas and tell of my spying and privacy invasion.
I looked in the mirror at my still half hard cum dripping cock. Not to be vain, but man! I looked better than good. I would fuck me in a heartbeat! In my naked horniness, I became acutely aware that my anus and rectum wanted more. Fuck man! I wanted more. My mind raced and percolated about tool handles and vegetables—dumb ass—really!
Dripping wet with semen webs, I ran to Lucas’s room. I started pulling his nightstand and dresser drawers open like a desperate parental search for a child’s illicit drug stash. I gasped as his right bedside stand had a very large penis soft dildo, a ridiculously big black butt-plug and then some surgical metal rods and thick silicone spaghetti things. A couple of weird black and stainless-steel metal contraptions that I speculated were what they call chastity or cock cages.
My penis was erect again. I was dripping semen all over his light beige coloured area rug. Fuck man! I can’t use these—he will notice them gone. I percolated that he must have more. Why, when he came back from college, did he have these three extra-large, solid-shell suitcases?
My head flung around to his closet doors like C3PO! I bolted and opened. Lo and behold, behind some wash baskets were the three big black hard-shell suitcases. My hands pulled all the other shit out and immediately felt their heaviness—full! I gasped with a pounding heart, laid them down and zipped the first open. Holy Mary Mother of God!! The fucking mother load of all boy-toy treasures. It was like the Knights Templar Treasure of anal sex toys and BDSM shit!
Before my Eyes were at least a dozen massive, huge dildos, buttplugs of varying shapes and sizes; some traditional penis-shaped dildos, and others that I am sure were ginormous creature cocks; various bottles and jars of lubes and powders—x-lube, one said. My cock was so hard as I touched them all with my jaw to the floor and drooling like a Doberman in front of raw tenderloin. I was in disbelief at the size of some, over 24” long, and some as wide as my leg or thigh, even.
I thought, dear God! How can he get these up his hole—I am sure it takes years. Fuck—out came suitcase 2 & 3. Jesus Christ! One is full of more cock rings, metal cock cages of various shapes and colours; along with more of these metal ribbed rods and black spaghetti things, I figured they all must get inserted into the penis or something. Shit! I am dripping cum all over the suitcases…I wanted it all!
The last suitcase was the slightly lighter one—packed full of red-and-black leather cuffs, collars, and harnesses for the chests, belts, and handcuffs and a shit load of ropes and bungee cords; I think strapons as well.
I was angry again! Why had he not cum out to me at least? Why had he not fucking shared! Now, if he had proposed teaching me, promising me the best boy-cum ejaculations with mom and dad away, there was no way I would have refused his fucking me with his cock, dildos and fists. I wanted it all, and I wanted it right fucking now!
I decided to sneak a few of his treasure pieces, as there was no way he would miss them when he has such a massive stash—asshole hiding all this from me when I am at my sexual peak and horny to cum every late teen second! My ass was starving; my oozing semen webbed cock was hard as iron!
I grabbed a fairly large red marbled dildo that was very soft and penis-shaped with a big cut cock head--about a foot long and nearly three ++ inches wide at the base and balls. A hole was drilled in the bottom. I noticed two large black suction cup things with a three-inch chrome peg. He had two—surely, he could share with his baby brother.
I also fetched a large butt-plug, a tiny bit wider than my knuckles, and a black metal short dragon-like cock cage with a four-inch tube that would go into my penis, squishing it to an inch and a bit. I ensured I had the cylinder lock and key. Also, in tow were two of the metal ribbed curved rods, two of the black spaghetti ones, and a metal and silicone cock ring; I never imagined putting something up my dick—now I was so excited dreaming to try! Fuck I almost forgot! I grabbed a one-litre bottle of Fuck Water lube—God, it looks like boy-cum. I gathered it all in my arms and ran to my room through the bathroom with semen strings dripping everywhere and threw it on my queen bed like stolen treasure, about to scream, “Start the car!”
I ran back to Lucas’s room, did up the suitcases and placed them all back in his closet. I closed all his drawers and tried my best to wipe up all the semen and cum that had dripped from my massive cock all over his dark hardwood floor and cream coloured area rug with a dirty shirt he had on his bed end. I tossed it back about where I thought it was. I am sure I missed lots, but I was so horny to get to my room and ride my virgin hole to hell and gone, painting my room in boy-cum!
I ran so fast back to my bed, stopping only to grab a large red bath towel and slammed the pocket door to the bath. Bolted to my bed, pulled down the duvet and quickly threw on the towel. I lunged for the dildo and base assembly in no time—doused the dildo with the fuck water, threw on a silicone black cock ring and got into cowboy position faster than a space capsule re-entry to earth, fingering some lube in my hole also.
I took a big breath and pressed the large silicone soft head to my anus. It was a bit bigger than my fingers earlier. After some toying around and more relaxation, it popped into my hole! My cock has a tiny cum squirt as I moaned and groaned. This is fucking huge for me to start. I breathed and closed my eyes, pretending it was Lucas’s cock breaching my virgin hole. Only even this dildo is so much bigger than Lucas’s erection.
Slowly, I lowered harder and deeper upon my silicone conquest. The pressure, pain, and burn are tremendous; the width, depth and direction are a first for my whole. I winced, moaned and groaned through the pressure and the pain. A fleeting thought of injury alone—fuck, why did I not wait for Lucas to help and guide me? For lack of better terms, spot for me—obviously, he is a big boy toy hole expert by now! Fucking asshole brother! How dare he not share! Shameful not teaching his baby bro!
I breathed, relaxed, and slowly but surely went wider and deeper. I was recalling the laminated anatomy posters in our basement home gym for what Lucas claimed was his Kinesthetics learning—yeah! Right! I picture all the accordion-like curves, folds, bends, and doors expanding and opening within my wet, silky, red-and-pink flesh.
In minutes and parts of an hour, the pressure and pain were dissipating. The cums leaking, and mini squirting from my cock tip was incredible. The sensations and feelings in my anus, rectum, and I think sigmoid (If I recall) were just so astronomical and indescribable pleasure. I looked into my dresser mirror and was even more shocked by myself. I was just two inches away from taking this huge beast balls deep. Holy Shit! I think I will actually do it! The nearly 3” width felt incredible around my expanded, stretched anal ring, working my hole for hours now.
I kept at it. Suddenly, something opened up and stretched with a bit of a pop and thud feeling; the entire dildo was stuffed in my ass balls fucking deep! The feeling, sensation, and pleasure are so unbelievable, I was like sex stoned, wild and feral, a bottoming beast. Cock so fucking hard and squirting like a pressurized can.
I gasped, hollered, and yelled in my anal pleasure. I wanted to be a power-bottom. I wanted Lucas and his lovers, whoever they are, to fuck and breed the living shit out of me and put all these toys and fists up my ass until I blow cum everywhere like a fire hydrant! I wanted to be bred deep and to be force-fed every drop of their hot, white, creamy man cum! Oh, Fuck I am so Gay!! But my older brother is too, I'm sure! This is what I have longed for!! I felt so at home--my secret sex pleasure.
I speed up my ride, lifting nearly all the way off and then plunging quickly on my shaking and quaking bed balls deep with this fantastic beast again. I found the faster and harder I went, the more Pleasure my prostate and bobbing, flying cock and balls enjoyed. My bed and box spring were now bouncing, jarring and groaning like the exorcist movie. I started to feel a climax of pleasure and orgasm like I had never experienced. I screamed and moaned--oh my God! Lots of Ohs and Fucks and yes cries escaped my Twink lips. Finally, I was fully ejaculating and orgasming! My head flung back as I stared at the ceiling in disbelief about the pleasure and anal penetrating tunnel pounding that brought back by my bobbing 8” + cock, sending cum ropes and streaming hot white torrents all over my brown duvet. I grabbed my cock glans and jizzed powerfully into my hand and fist, bringing it to my lips and mouth, wishing it were Lucas’s, along with every 18+ Twink from the high school showers. I was fantasizing about being a bitch boy anal cum slut! I wanted Gang fucking and fisting-force fed an ocean of boy-cum!
Again, I could not believe the sensation and feeling in my hole as it plunged and opened the curves and fleshy folds. I rode, came and ate my boy-cum for another two hours, relishing that over three-inch stretch to my anal rim and over a foot deep up my newly discovered pleasure tunnel.
After several hours and cups of cum, I lost track of time and pulled off the dildo and decided to have a little rest on my pillow. I was not sure what time it was when I opened my eyes. I bolted up! I heard calling and footsteps—fuck, Lucas is home! Jesus Fuck! He is knocking on my door! I flung the brown duvet over all the stolen toys on my bed just in time, sending the dildo and base holder to its side, hidden under the covers.
I did not answer as he was calling my name just as my door opened. I still had on the cock ring. There I was in all my 18-year-old nudity with a half-hard dick and cum and semen dried bits all over me and my mouth and face and around the room like some sketchy sex fraternity X orgy. Blue lights?
He stopped dead, like a deer in headlights, upon seeing my startled, scared state. Our eyes locked. He inquired if I was OK and what I was up to. I decided not to lie about my general activity and answered that I was jerking off. He smiled and looked at the bed and back at my rising cock ringed penis and swollen balls. I could see he was pondering whether it was his—I could have bought it myself; I AM 18. He stared again at my dried semen coated face and mouth, licking his lips.
He giggled and mumbled about leaving me to have fun. As I swallowed and gasped, he exited through the pocket door to our shared bathroom. I knew that if he were to walk through without stopping, I would have heard his door slide shut by now.
I stayed motionless, hearing him grumble, “What the Fuck?” I could hear him fusing with the shower hose and head! I was longing to be caught and confess, dreaming of suffering a brotherly breeding punishment. It did not happen. He continued to his room, where I heard more faint swearing and puzzlements.
I quickly hid my new (Brother Borrowed) Toys in my wash basket and covered them with clothes. I was about to dress, but my boy-hole began to spasm again. I pondered, not quite worried but more toggling back and forth about getting a very hard, dripping erection at supper with him, or should I butt-plug and cock-cage up now.
I decided on the latter because my boy-hole ached for more filling. I lubed the plug and, with a grimacing gasp, slid it deep into my anus and rectum until my ring closed around it, welcoming it to a home of relief—fuck it feels so fucking good!
The cock cage took a bit of figuring; lubing my nuts, and the 4” tube was a shock. It stung and burned sliding in my cock hole, squishing my just soft enough penis to its inch strangled testicle constructs. I slid the locking cylinder from the top and turned the key. The burn and sting inside my dick disappeared, and quite a titillating sensation began.
My thoughts turned to the steel and silicone rods tonight for more penis prostate exploration and pleasure. I stood up and caught my face and naked body in the mirror. I smiled and snickered at my caged and plugged self checking out all the profiles for my ass and strangled junk—fuck me! This is so cool and fun—asshole brother not teaching me this shit!! Fuck him!
I dressed and headed down for supper, stuffing a sock in my undies to catch my semen drip from my caged cock tube. Lucas had made leftover wraps and salad. He was unusually quiet, staring at me a lot as I grinned back. The tension was incredible. Do I cum out and confess to get him to confess, or stay silent and wait for him to make a move?
He began to mumble about something. I could not hear. I asked him to repeat louder. He suddenly looked right at me and asked if I had been in his room, continuing to complain about some dirt marks, stains, or something on his area rug and duvet. I stared deep into his eyes and shrugged my shoulders. He half-grinned. I so longed for him to interrogate me. I was fretting until bedtime. We spoke very little as we surfed the web. Shortly, I made out that I was tired and turning in—he responded with a comment about having fun and enjoying the rest—ha ha ha.
Once in my room and the door shut, I flashed to the bedside drawer. I released my dripping caged penis and sucked all the built-up boy-cum out of the cum tube. It tasted so good with such an incredible texture and flavour. Every little movement through supper and the evening gave me sensational pleasure in my boy-hole and cock. I was determined that in the next 48 hours, I was going to bottom for Lucas whether he liked it or not—not expecting an issue with that, I was sure! Brothers—I do not fucking care—I must get fucked and fisted soon!
I lubed up the metal rod and slowly inserted it into my penis. The sensations were incredible. I thought deeply and hard about the anatomy posters again. I encountered some resistance in my dick tube about 10 inches from my half-hard tip. I was certain this was the beginning of my prostate. Again, I took a big breath and pressed the metal rod further. I was not expecting the off-the-charts, like a reverse orgasm sensation—I cried out loudly, suddenly recalling I was not alone. I was half-seated on my pillows. I saw shadows outside in the hall from my door. I said to myself—please, please, please cum in Lucas. Fuck I wanted to be caught so bad. I also wanted to know what, where and with whom he was hooking up. He retreated to his room—Fuck!
I continued my cock plunging pleasure, spewing cum upon every withdrawal—angry once more for the lack of brotherly teachings and sharing. Suddenly, I heard loud, unhidden moans and groans from Lucas’s room with a pounding, stamping, press-like noise. I pulled the rod out of my dick, licked it clean, and tiptoed to the bathroom with my dripping hard cock with the cage base still around my balls—feels awesome! Lucas’s bathroom door is all the way open, and the light is on. I was not sure what game he wanted us to play, but I was intrigued.
I spied again around the corner of his door jam with his back to me. He was on his bed with one of the very largest massive creature-cocks up his ass; holy fuck me sideways, he was taking it base and balls deep. I swear it must be over 18” long and almost 6” wide at the base. He was grabbing his headboard and riding it like the end of the fucking world. He suddenly pulled off, stood up and bent over, screaming as I saw his cock was caged tight with a chrome-like flat cage front, totally pushing his entire penis into his belly in its entirety.
What happened next almost had me pass out in shock and awe. He was grunting and groaning as if to push; suddenly, his entire asshole opened and bloomed into this incredible four-inch wide and two inches out mass of red velvet dripping flesh and folds like the accordion of his entire anus and rectum was coming out. I freaked, thinking he was injured--by accident, I gasped and cried out with an Oh and God. He turned and giggled, not quite seeing me. I ran back to my room and quietly shut the bath pocket door. I lay in my bed and listened for an hour to his cum-ride with my heart pounding and cock as hard as iron.
My God! What has he done to himself! Whatever it is, he seems no worse for wear and judging from his orgasmic screams, he was now not hiding for the first time at home--now having the cum time of his life as I had earlier.
I began to fantasize again about the potential that the rest of this summer could bring us, brother lovers. I jerked my cock several times and swallowed as much of my boy-cum as I could.
Finally, my dick deflated. I was cummed out even for an 18-year-old horny boy. I have never ejaculated so much in 24 hours—it must be at least a litre worth, I fucking swear! I slid the cock cage and tube back on and passed out, totally exhausted.
I was awoken by Lucas in the shower again—it was close to noon. My hole was still clean and empty. I changed my undies and put on my camo shorts, shirt, dark shoes, and socks. I was half expecting him to know I wanted to spy on him with his lover before we finally hooked up. I stood at my window, spying on his taking off again. He suddenly turned and looked right at my window as I lunged back, the blinds swaying.
I ran down with my black ball cap, all in my camo attire, still with the butt-plug in my ass and cock cage on. I ran down the sidewalk until I finally caught up to him, heading into the forest preserve. I was a good few hundred feet behind and used parked cars to hide my covert op.
Once in the forest, it was hard not to lose track of him. Often, he stopped, turned around and checked behind him just as I ducked for cover. So many times, I was sure he saw me—luring, he was certain; I felt being reeled in like a fish to the frying pan. He continued further into the very overgrown, obscure depths of the preserve, barely on any path anymore. He came upon a mini-lake or pond. I almost died! Out of the bush at the edge came Tommy, our former babysitter, now 25 years old!
I hid behind some large, thick bushes. Lucas looked right at me, I swear. They were talking and laughing. Suddenly, Tommy grabbed Lucas’s neck and pulled his head close. Their mouths and faces flew together as their arms wrapped and rubbed each other all over. They continued to passionately kiss with spit and slobber dripping from their intertwined mouths, tongues, faces, and chins. Their shirts peeled off—Lucas falls to his knees, smiles back at me. He pulls down 25-year-old Tommy’s shorts! Holy Fuck!
Tommy’s cock is fucking huge, even from this distance; it must be a foot fucking long and thick. Lucas looks back right where he thinks I am. He grasps Tommy’s cock and pumps its never-ending thick inches all over his lips, mouth and face. My caged cock is dripping, and my butt-plug is quivering. I can’t believe my eyes; Lucas begins to take Tommy’s massive meat so far in his mouth and down his throat—almost eight or nine inches of his huge fucking cock.
My cum, is seeping and bleeding through my camo shorts; I begin to clench my anal muscles, having discovered how to induce self-anal orgasm from the huge plug. I watched, wishing I was there with Lucas, slathering up and down Tommy’s massive purple meat with thick cum strings covering my older brother's lips and face. He sucked him so deep and fast, with Tommy grasping his long curly black hair. I swallowed and panted like a marathon—I was frozen still--excited to watch this live, incredible porn, porn with my older brother about to bottom for a huge cock—former babysitter.
Several cock sucking minutes pass. I guess Tommy was getting close to cumming. He pushed Lucas off, swung my bro around, pulled down his shorts and pushed his entire mouth and face deep into my brother's crack. Lucas, I swear, was looking right at me. The look of pleasure was out of this world as I heard his whimpers, moans, and groans just as I had last night. In a few more minutes, Tommy stands up. Lucas, half-naked, bends over. Tommy grabs his hips and angles his massive penis all the way balls deep up my brother's incredible hole.
I could not take it anymore. I dropped my shorts and started to fuck my hole with the butt plug. In a few minutes, I watched the look of absolute joy and rapture on Lucas’s face as Tommy absolutely pounded his hole. Tommy’s head flew back, and seconds later, he came deep up my brother's ass. He withdrew his huge cock—Lucas swung around again and licked off all Tommy’s Cum and his ass juice.
I said to myself fuck it! I stepped out of my shorts and ran to Lucas and Tommy. They both saw me cumming. They were giggling. Lucas was shocked that it took me so long. I walked up to him and slapped his face hard. He was stunned. I told him how angry and hurt I was that he did not share all this incredible pleasure with me, to at least try and decide if I wanted to be gay or try anal sex.
I confessed to spying on him and stealing some of his toys. He was cool and said it excited him knowing he was out now and all he was into. He was equally excited to know I was experimenting and playing with my hole and loved watching him ride and bloom.
Tommy turned me around and commented on my cute cock cage and butt plug. He opened a nearby knapsack he had brought and laid out a towel. Lucas instructed me to get completely naked and lie down on the towel face down.
I was so fucking horny—I cared not what they did to me. Lucas got up on the backs of my legs. He pulled out my butt-plug and placed it in the knapsack. I leaned my head to the side on another towel. I cried and moaned as I felt my brother’s mouth part my exposed, gaping, hungry hole and begin to eat and suck my ass—Oh Fuck it feels so good! His tongue and mouth slathering and slurping. I am in total bliss and relaxed euphoria. He sat up and slathered his cock with some fuck water. Slowly, he slid his large penis up my hole. I smiled and sighed at the prospect of soon being bred by my older brother.
I was a little taken aback when suddenly Lucas got very high angled over my butt cheeks and came with his face beside me as he began to fuck me. Then I felt Tommy’s weight and manhood behind him. Was he going to fuck Tommy—Oh My god! Holy Fuck! The pressure and expanse! Holy Christ!!
I screamed with a bit of a surge in pain. Tommy slid his massive, raging, hard cock up in me under Lucas’s dick. Lucas commented on how great it was that I loosened my hole all night for them with that huge plug. I was panting and gasping in pain and disbelief. Tommy's massive missile was right on my prostate and vesicle, opening that third hole just like that huge dildo had the day before.
Lucas outstretched my arms and hands and began to kiss me from the side, whispering how he loved me and was so proud of me. They humped my ass and boy-hole in tandem, pistoning in and out as the pain flipped to even greater pleasure than that dildo of yesterday. I began to beg and plead for harder, faster. I could not believe the pleasure sensations of having two older men with fantastic cocks both up my boy hole at once, and one was my old brother Lucas, kissing and sucking my face at the same time.
In a few minutes, that was it. I squirted a massive load out of my caged cock all over the towel with off-the-charts screams, moans, hollers and gasps. It was twice the pleasure and volume of last night. I heard Lucas and Tommy about to orgasm. Both pressed deep into my hole, stretching and expanding so perfectly. The feel of the matched gush and warm, powerful squirt of their man-cum deep in me had me overjoyed, feeling so powerful, proud and strong. I was bred and grew up now.
They pulled their cocks out of my ass. I sat up, turned around once they were off my body and knelt, taking both in my hands, pumping and slathering my twink tongue up and down, those cum dripping, massive penis shafts. Suddenly, they lifted me, giggling, and carried me to a large cut-down tree. They spread my legs; each brought their mouth and sucked their mixed cum out of my ass and came to my mouth and passionately dropped it, slathering down my throat. I almost passed out from the pleasure. Once I was anal licked clean and cum dry, we crashed on the sandy edge of the pond.
The three of us sat there naked, soaking in the sun at the pond edge on the towels. Lucas disclosed that he started seeing Tommy on and off a few years ago, at age 18, in the summer between college semesters. Tommy had a brand-new phone, hence the exchange of contacts at the mall. Apparently, Tommy is also in a related program; he extended his stay to get his PhD. I did not ask if they were in love with each other or just fuck buddies. At this point, I did not care. All I wanted was a summer of cum--ass breaking boy breeding, fucking and fisting and more ginormous dildos and buttplugs—oh yeah!
I had so many questions about all the toys and BDSM shit. They both promised to train me. I stated that I wanted to be their bitch boy bottom slut. It was agreed I would always be naked in the house with cock cage on and a butt-plug in—only dressing to work at Rona—that is another story.
As promised, as soon as we got home, Lucas and Tommy washed out my hole with me. It was so much fun showering with my brother and an older man, the former babysitter. We kissed and caressed our bodies like wild animals. I was bred fucked, and double penetrated repeatedly that afternoon. I ate so much of their man cum and mine, I was not even hungry for supper—happier than a pig in shit!
Later that evening, Lucas and Tommy took turns during the Jays' scoring runs (They won 7 to 6), anal fisting my ass. The cum that squirted from my cock cage was unbelievable. I have never cried out in such pleasurable orgasms ever! It was so much fun. They taught me everything about the dildos, cock cages, sounds, and plugs. A few times, I even fisted them and fucked their asses and faces. I also wanted a rosebud as I learned it was called—God, it is so pleasurable and beautiful to bloom.
Mostly, though, I was a total bottom bitch boy slut. I loved being caged and ass-ravaged. I could not get enough cum up my hole and down my throat. All of us are naked all the time, inside and out. Yes, we skinny dipped with plugs in the cum tubes; yes, I was fisted and fucked outside hundreds of times. Lucas did not need nature walks anymore. I was his natural bitch boy sub brother, and I loved every second of it. We had group rides. Soon, I was on my way to blooming!
By the fall, I was able to take two fists past their elbows, almost to their armpits. I was having an unfathomable pleasure and cum explosions—now with a full 4-inch rosebud bloom out by 2 inches as well. I spent hours blooming when not butt-plugged.
Julia came home from her family vacation. I came out to her and told her everything, pretty much expecting a solid no, hurt feelings—guess again—she said she wanted to watch!!! WTF!!
Just before Lucas and Tommy headed back to college, Julia was trained to keep me happy in the Basement, Bottom Bitch Boy Cave. Soon she started taking the toys up her ass as well, and in weeks, my fists.
She kept her cunt much fresher and cleaner, along with her ass. We never had vaginal sex again. Lucas and Tommy trained her how to suck cock. I agreed to eat her clean asshole, but not her cunt—she was cool with that. We agreed to stay as anal fuck and fist buddies mostly. Lucas and Tommy came home on weekends—the four of us had anal orgies the entire time in the Basement Bitch Boy Cave.
Mom and Dad never asked and never came down. We explained that grunts and groans were working out and weightlifting—we could hardly wait for next summer so they would take off again.
This year we put out feelers; already I have learned that 35% of the high school buddies I had as teammates were interested in trying anal penetration with either Julia or me, strapons, cocks, dildos and fists.
The lesson here is never to hesitate to spy on a sibling--it might lead to the greatest brotherly bonding ever! Looking back with Julia and all my ass-fuck and fist friends, this really should be a school course once over 18+! I would even pay more taxes for that!
