Devil Dawg Donnelly's

The next day found a nearly naked Billy Donnelly laying on top of his bed clad only in his old sweaty jockstrap, reminiscing about the events of the previous day as they transpired in his head.

He had patiently waited for his brother to finish his little suck fest in his room, which is as a matter of fact how Billy recalled it; he very nicely allowed his little brother to finish with his little afternoon delight, choosing to wait until his brother came out on his own with a very disheveled looking Timmy Anderson right on his heels.

Billy wished he had thought to set up his phone somewhere and recorded a video of his brothers and Timmy's facial expressions when they came out of his room, only to find Billy parked on the couch drinking a coke with a huge shit eating grin on his face: "Havin' fun bois?" Billy had asked, his lips turning up into a more than sardonic sneer and not so silently chuckling to himself.

The look on his brothers face totally read "busted" while poor naive Timmy seemed oblivious to what was transpiring almost telepathically between the two brothers; regardless of what was happening between them, Timmy's eyes danced around everywhere and anywhere except Billy's, Timmy always felt intimidated by JD's brother.

"So guys, how was baseball practice?" Billy taunted, causing Timmy to naively reply: "I don't play baseball.", Billy laughed: "that's funny JD was just telling me this morning you were getting really good at handling the ol' bat and balls when you get together to play."

Billy thought how much of a Kodak moment it would have been to capture how all the color instantly drained from his siblings face and how heavily he gulped, looking very much like he could just hurl any minute.

Nervous and cautiously, JD turned to Timmy and as calmly as he could, told him he should get going now and that he'd call him later.

Timmy looked at him quizzically, like he wasn't quite sure what JD was saying, then just shrugged his shoulders, hung his head and like a sad little puppy, shuffled out the front door, only stopping to look back at JD, looking like he wanted to say something then with a sideways glance in Billy's direction, seemingly thought better of it, then shut the door as he left the house.

Billy stood up, walked over to his brother, snickered, jabbed a finger into his belly before walking past him heading toward his bedroom and saying before he closed his bedroom door: "Dad's just gonna love finding out his youngest son is now a big ol' flaming homo."

Billy just couldn't stop smiling, he could just feel, no, almost taste the fear emanating from the spaces outside his door, he could hear JD's nervous pacing, back and forth in the hallway, stopping occasionally at his door. Billy just knew his brother was contemplating his next move, or more likely, what lie he could think of to make Billy think what he knew had happened didn't really happen, like there was anything he could think up that would lend to any kind of plausible deniability.

Billy patiently awaited the inevitable knock on his door, he wasn't at all surprised when it happened a few minutes later.

"It's not locked" Billy responded and with no small degree of smugness waited as a very trepidatious and subdued JD cautiously entered his room.

"L..L.Listen" he stuttered, already stumbling right out of the gate.

It's not what you think, I don't know what you saw or heard, but it's not what you're thinking."

Billy looked his little brother right in the eyes and responded, coldly and matter of factually: "So it's your contention, that I didn't see you fucking Timmy's mouth while he was pinned underneath you?", seriously dude, your gonna have to do way better than that." adding, just for effect: "Think dads gonna buy that BS?"

Billy could almost see the synapses firing behind his brothers eyes even thought he caught a glimpse of "maybe I could take him and beat him into silence" but that thought faded as quickly as he had mentally actualized it, he was absolutely no match for his older brother, so that left just two options, Billy bemusedly wondered which one his brother would choose.

He could attempt offering to pay for his silence or, he could appeal to his sense of brotherly love and compassion, guilting Billy into believing he would be signing his death warrant if their dad found out.

But what his brother offered/suggested surprised Billy, not the offer, just that his brother was desperate enough to imply let alone suggest it.

"He's really good at it you know" he started out trepidatiously, trying to mentally pry into his brother's brain, see if that might have peaked his interest at all.

"Are you suggesting I'm a homo?" Billy responded, trying to sound offended, though he really wasn't.

Like he told himself earlier, this could have potential and he had his little brother right where he wanted him, offering his playmate up as potential collateral for his silence, it was a good plan, and it was working.

"I could get him to blow ya" he half suggested/half offered. looking directly into Billy's eyes hoping he had tempted him.

He didn't, Billy had another plan, one that was just forming in his head, what Billy wanted was to humble his brother; sure, Billy wasn't stupid, Timmy was going to blow him, but he didn't need JD for that, he could handle Timmy all on his own.

"Not interested" Billy answered his optimistic brother, dashing any hope he might come out of this unscathed.

"What then?" JD queried. "What can I do to get you not to tell dad" the desperation had him almost there, having him right where he wanted him, Billy felt like the cat that played with the mouse right before it pounced and went for the inevitable kill.

Billy put on his coldest poker face and stared right into his brother's eyes, commanding his absolute, undivided attention before responding: "Two things you have to do" Billy paused before correcting himself: "No, make that three things." before pausing again, more for dramatic effect than anything else, again, it worked.

"What are they?" his brother asked, already looking defeated, cornered and totally out of options, which ironically, he was.

Holding his brothers gaze, Billy reached down, first running his hand over his bulging jockstrap pouch, again for dramatic effect, before pulling the engorged pouch to the side freeing his 5 inch limp, uncut fat dick and his large, grade "A" egg sized hairy gonads, Billy spread his legs allowing his balls to sag down, practically resting on the mattress of his twin sized bed.

"First" Billy began: "You have to kiss the tip of my cock." Billy smiled inwardly, enjoying the look of disgust that came over his brother's facial features before he added: "Secondly, you have to lick the sweat off my big hairy balls." Billy had to contain himself from bursting out laughing as he watched his brothers face contort into a grimace as his jaw dropped in shock.

"No fucking way" he shouted, "I ain't no homo" Billy watched as he turned looking very much like he was going to storm out of his room in some sort of self righteous fit of indignation at the suggestion he'd ever do anything that was remotely queer, despite the fact just a few moments ago he was still having sex with his buddy Timmy in his own room.

Billy couldn't help himself anymore and started laughing at his brother's churlishness and hypocrisy.

"Is that what you tell yourself when you shove your tongue down Timmy's throat while you kiss him?" Billy didn't know whether his brother had actually kissed Timmy, but knowing his brother, he couldn't help but believe it was a distinct possibility.

"Kissing someone aint the same as sucking their dick or licking their balls" his brother swore, outraged by the mere suggestion that he might be gay.

Billy just chuckled again: "geez dumbass, thanks for confirming that you make out with that faggot before you fuck his face." then continued: "And your no homo?" Billy sneered mockingly.

JD just stood there for a moment, fuming, his face as red as a fire engine, Billy sensed he was once again contemplating attacking him, but just as quickly as before he threw his hands up in frustration and turned to stomp out of Billy's room.

"Step out that door..." Billy stated calmly and cooly before concluding: "And my generous offer is off the table and I tell dad everything as soon as he walks through the front door."

JD halted, stopped in his tracks by the sincerity in his brother's voice, Billy watched as all the fight drained out of his little brother, his head bowed and his shoulders sagged, Billy had won, and JD knew it, and he was putty in his older brother's hands.

As JD turned to face his punishment, Billy once again rubbed his fat, rapidly blood engorging uncut cock, pointed it right at JD before calmly commanding him: "Kiss it bitch."

JD sat on the foot of his brother's bed for a moment staring at his big 9" cock, actually, it looked bigger then 9", but one thing was for sure it was a lot longer and thicker than JD's

"Get to it." Billy urged growing impatient at his sibling's continued reticence.

JD sighed and moved upward between his brothers muscular thighs. As much as JD hated this, he couldn't help but be impressed with his brothers body, though not as hairy as their dads, it still was heading in that direction the older Billy got but more importantly, it was Billy's body, at 17 Billy had the body most adult body builders would be proud of, JD had more than once appreciated both his brothers and his buddy Baxter's bulging muscles, and rightly so, JD knew how hard they both trained, putting in hours every day to not just make their muscles bigger but to improve their overall strength and stamina, all things they needed to be the best in the school at wrestling.

JD found himself almost tempted to run his hands over his brother's muscle bulging thighs and wondered how it would feel to trace the large protruding veins criss-crossing over each separate muscle grouping.

As JD moved within inches of Billy's crotch, Billy playfully grasped the base of his fully erect cock and waved it at JD: "Pucker up bro and give me some sugar." Billy teased.

JD resigned himself to his task and reached for his brothers big throbbing dick.

Billy snatched it away before JD's fingers could touch it: "No no no, little bro, no touchie with hands, just your sweet juicy lips" Billy was out and out taunting him now.

"Lets just do this and get it over with okay?" JD pleaded, wanting this humiliation to end.

Billy took mercy on his brother pushing the large mushroom shaped glans of his fat cock right up to his brothers full pouting lips.

JD could smell the strong masculine musk wafting from the half exposed smooth, shiney purple/blue hued tip of Billy's glans, JD nervously wet his lips and moved his mouth to the very tip, the glans orifice, feeling the heat from the pulsating member, but just as JD's lips touched the tip and was fully committed to his task, Billy pumped his shaft and a large dollop of clear precum oozed from the glans orifice and stickily smeared across JD's smooching lips.

JD jerked back spitting and sputtering wiping his lips with the back of his hand and shouted: "Eww, gross dude, you sick fuck!"

Billy was almost doubled over with laughter not at what his brother just did, because that shit actually felt pretty damn good, but at his brothers comical antics afterward.

"You loved it little bro" Billy jeered before taunting him again: "Come on baby brother come lap up your bubba's sweet man nectar." laughing: "It'll put hair on your chest and make a man outta ya."

"Ha ha" JD mocked, glad at least one of us is having fun" before concluding: "Are we done, can I go wash my mouth out now?" JD started to turn as if to escape the position he held between his brothers massive thighs.

"Whoa, there bro" Billy cautioned, his voice low and almost threatening: "I believe the deal was that you also had to lick all the sweat off my hairy balls." Billy smiled, his lips pulled back over his teeth in a lecherous grin that left no doubt, he fully intended to savor this moment.

JD sighed, hoping against hope that his brother was really kidding or would be satisfied with the kiss to his cock head.

"Get to it JD", his brother urged: "Let's get this done before the ol' man gets home!"

JD, shrugged his shoulders again, and moved into a lower position, laying on his belly and scooting up until his nose nuzzled his brothers huge musky balls.

Billy knew his nads really weren't sweaty, he and Baxter took a shower after their morning workout, but he had no intention of telling his brother that, let him think they were drenched in sweat, either way, he was going to lick every square inch of his ball-sack before he'd agree that the task was completed.

Billy got a start when he felt the first flutter of his brothers wet tongue on the skin of his hairy testicles, he almost jerked away, it had felt so different from anything else he had ever experienced thus far, in his very limited sexual encounters which, up until now had been completely limited to his own hand and a few dry hump sessions of his pillow late at night, when he was so horny, he just couldn't stand it anymore and allowed his instinct to fuck take control and fornicate with his pillow until his pillowcase was drenched in his thick sticky ball juice.

Billy could barely feel just the tip of his brothers tongue lightly flicking, haphazardly against his left nut: "Dude" Billy growled: "Quit messing round and lap my nuts clean" Before threatening: "Or all deals are off, and dad and I have a man to man talk about you!"

Billy was delighted when he heard his sibling groan, that sounded more like a whimper as JD began to seriously and very wetly began lapping at Billy's big nads, covering them in his spit, polishing them in his slick, thick saliva.

Billy's eyes rolled back in his head as he thrust his groin against his brothers lapping tongue.

Billy reached down and clasped his right hand behind his brothers head, almost caressing his brothers thick, short, wavy, gold flecked brown hair, before pulling him tightly into his crotch and grinding his balls against his brothers face.

After a few minutes had passed, and Billy's nuts were dripping with spit, JD pulled away, his lower face wet with his own spittle.

"There" he said almost demanding: "They're as clean as they are gonna get" he offered, as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pulled away from his older brothers groin.

"Gotta hand it to ya bro" Billy sighed: "That was one fine ball washing." With a sneer on his face Billy ruffled his brothers hair before pushing him back with the palm of his hand, signaling the end of this part of their deal.

JD stood, looking down at his brother, looking at him for confirmation that they were cool now and he could leave and try and put this awful event behind him.

Just as he turned to depart, Billy stopped him: "Wait just a minute dude" he paused before continuing:"I do believe there were three things I said you had to do?"

"Aw geez dude" JD whined again, resigned to do whatever his brother demanded and end this humiliation: "What now?" he moaned.

"Your gonna call your buddy Timmy and tell him to be here tomorrow at 11 am sharp" his deep demanding voice left no doubt that his little brother was going to do eactly as he was instructed: "And when he gets here, your gonna escort him to my room after telling him he better do what ever I want, whenever I want from now on" Billy had stood up while saying this and was within inches of his brothers face glaring right into his brothers deep blue eyes before concluding: "Now get the fuck out of my room!"

JD, lowered his eyes in total submission, and stepped through the door into the hallway before turning just as his brother slammed the door in his face... "Crap" he thought, how was he gonna explain this to Timmy without him having a heart attack right on the spot and worse yet, how would he ever get him not to hate his guts after this.

Despite trying to convince his brother otherwise, he really did care for the guy and JD was mortified that he was now being placed in a position to destroy whatever feelings Timmy had for him... "Fuck!!!" he groaned aloud as he threw himself on his bed and not since his dad had read him the riot act back in November over his one time indiscretion with Andrea, he felt like crying...

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Billy Donnelly caught himself, for the umpteenth time glancing toward the clock mounted on his bedroom wall, he couldn't believe how nervous and anxious he was.

Despite his bravado from the day before with his little brother JD, he couldn't stop thinking about his upcoming encounter with Timmy Anderson.

He's known of Timmy for years at high-school, hell, Billy could remember him as far back as grade school, he was always this little angelic, curly haired cherub faced Adonis who was also a quiet, soft spoken, bashful kid that few people actually had ever bothered getting to know, Billy lumping himself among them as well.

Despite his near crippling social awkwardness, this pensive, shy and as Billy had more recently noted, demure kid, was absolutely one of the best athletes in the entire school, no one came close to his gymnastic skills.

Though only 5' 8" he had managed to pack quite the sizable amount of muscle onto his little frame, most notably in his calves, thighs and glutes, especially the glutes.

No doubt about it, Timmy Anderson has one impressive bubble butt, solid as a rock, with almost zero jiggle or bounce, but still managing to look like two large over ripe melons.

Billy had contacted Baxter earlier and had canceled today's workout at the gym, telling him he had stuff he had to do around the house today (which was technically true) But of course he was feeling kind of guilty about deceiving his best friend and even considered filling him in about what was hopefully going down today, but had ultimately decided against it, not really knowing where Baxter's head might fall at the thought of being serviced by a guy, even if that guy was one of the cutest guys in the whole school.

Billy knew eventually he would fill him in, but if he was being completely honest about it, he kind of wanted to do this one alone, after all, it's not every day one loses their virginity.

It was already bad enough his little brother might be involved, having had a conversation about it after their dad left for work. JD had practically begged him to let him handle Timmy and Billy had agreed to that, it was no sweat off his balls, just so long as Timmy sucked his dick, he didn't really care how JD accomplished it, the end result would be the same for him.

Billy had been resisting, since yesterdays encounter, from pounding one out even though his cock was screaming for release since then, but so far, he's been staving off the very strong urge to rub one out; instead he'd chosen to save it all to dump down Timmy's throat, that is if he managed to get him to do it, scratch that, he was going to do it; the way Billy saw it, if he could take care of his little brother, then he could take care of his cock too, its not like he was going to rape the guy or anything, just wave his big fat dick in his face and hope he can reel him in and get him to take the bait.

Basically, that's what his brother did after catching him checking him out in the locker room and then again later on in the shower room, JD said he was practically drooling for it.

JD laid out his plan, it had the advantage of being really simple and would simply rely on Timmy's hunger for dick.

JD had called him and told him to meet him here at the trailer about 11am, JD told Billy to be lounged out on the living room couch in a pair of his loose, short legged gym shorts and to go commando.

Shortly after Timmy got there, he'd make up an excuse about having to go meet up with his baseball coach for about an hour, but for Timmy to stay there and wait for him. As he is leaving he'll have Timmy walk him out after shutting his bedroom door and locking it so Timmy can't get back into it to wait for him, forcing him to wait in the living room where Billy would be pretending to be passed out while watching some boring movie on TV.

Then Billy, once he was sure Timmy was hanging out in the living room while he awaited JD's return, would do some minor tossing around in his sleep and getting a big old boner that Billy could maneuver to pop out through the loose leg of his shorts, JD was certain once Timmy saw Billy's big dick he wouldn't be able to resist it. Billy suggested that at some point before he takes off to tell Timmy not to worry about Billy waking up, that he had hurt his back the day before and had taken a couple of muscle relaxers about half an hour ago, and that Billy would be out for hours, that's what happens when he took those things not even an earthquake could rouse him awake.

All in all, Billy thought it was a pretty good plan, now if only Timmy takes the bait!

Everything went down without a hitch, just as they planned it with one minor change, instead of having Billy hog the whole couch, he would be sitting and leaning back with one leg on the floor and one on the couch, that would fully expose his crotch and also offer Timmy a better view and also give him better access to the goods if he took the bait.

After JD left, Billy pretended to be passed out and with his legs fully spread, his junk was already poking out the leg hole, practically fully exposed without him even being hard. In that position, even Billy's big balls would be out in full view.

After a short time, Billy felt Timmy move from the floor where he had been watching whatever was playing on the TV, to the other end of the couch, knowing that Timmy now had the best view in the house of Billy's fully exposed junk, it was easy for Billy to fully bone up, just the potential idea that Timmy might cop him a feel or maybe even sample the goods, had Billy's big fat cock seeping and drooling precum all over his belly and down his shaft.

Billy could feel Timmy constantly shifting on the other end of the couch, risking a quick look, Billy partially opened one eye and sure enough Timmy's eyes were glued to his drooling cock and was fondling himself through his own shorts. About ten or fifteen minutes of that and Billy could feel Timmy's weight shift on the couch as he scooted closer to a supposedly unconscious, knocked out Billy. Moments later, Billy felt Timmy's hand tentatively touch his left thigh, which was swung out, his foot touching the floor.

At first, all he did was rest his hand on Billy's thigh, he could feel his fingers tremble as he lightly fondled Billy's muscular thigh, then he felt Timmy shake his thigh, trying to see if he could nudge him awake, even going so far as to call out his name: "Billy are you okay?" his soft voice almost breaking from his nervousness, seconds later Billy could feel Timmy's hand grip his thigh harder, shaking him even more vigorously, and using his normal speaking volume called Billy's name, seeing if he could rouse him or if he truly was passed out like JD had suggested he would be.

The whole scenario had Billy's over 9" cock throbbing and he could feel a large puddle of precum spreading across his lightly furred six pack.

Off and on for about two minutes Timmy kept trying to see if he could wake Billy before finally realizing he was completely out of it (or so he was led to believe)

For almost a full minute Timmy did nothing, and Billy thought for sure he wasn't gonna take the bait, but then slowly and timidly, he felt Timmy's hand return to his exposed thigh, this time however, he was jostling him trying to see of he could get a response from Billy, no, this time his hand was slowly moving up his thigh caressing his large bulging muscles as it made its upward sojourn toward its ultimate goal. within less than a minute Billy could feel Timmy's quivering, trembling fingers massage their way to the inside of his groin the backs of his fingers coming into contact with Billy's now very tight, extremely full ball sack, his hand gently stroking his uppermost inner thigh, slowly, tentatively, Timmy's fingers moved from his thigh to his bloated testicals, with nearly a feather light touch gently caressing his balls. After still getting no discernible response from Billy, Timmy became even more bold and openly began to squeeze and grope his ever tightening gonads.

Then out of nowhere, Timmy's other hand touched Billy's cock, exploratory at first then fully wrapping around Billy's hard pulsating shaft, he could clearly hear Timmy's breathing getting quicker as his desire for Billy's big cock surpassed his fear of him waking up.

Timmy now fearlessly stroked Billy's cock and groped his huge cum swollen nuts, precum oozed like a river from his throbbing cock-head, now dripping over Timmy's fingers in rivulets, all of this combined worked its magic on poor unsuspecting, deliriously lust crazed Timmy as he could resist no more and lowered his head to Billy's warm inviting crotch.

Billy once again chanced a squinting peek, watching Timmy's face move within inches of his massive, tight balls, Billy nearly groaned as Timmy's hot wet tongue slipped passed his thick pouty lips to wetly suave his hairy nads, leaving a trail of thick drool wherever his tongue touched.

Billy was fighting the almost overwhelming urge to grab Timmy's head and crush his tongue against his swollen testicles, it was even harder not letting out an audible gasp as he sucked one of his hairy balls into his wet sucking mouth, and as hard as that was it was twice as difficult not to cry out as he forced the other one in with it.

Billy always knew he had big balls, but even peering through the slits of his eyes and seeing for himself, he still couldn't believe that Timmy had actually been able to stuff both his testicles into his oral cavity, Billy just watched through slatted eyes as Timmy brazenly began nursing on Billy's giant hairy gonads, it was becoming almost painful with how hard he was sucking, and then as quickly as he had stuffed them in, Timmy spit them out, instantly moaning and swabbing his balls licking up the spit, that now so generously coated them.

Timmy didn't stop at Billy's nuts, he continued his journey upward licking slowly from his balls to the bottom of his shaft and ever upward, licking wetly lapping and nearly panting like a dog in heat.

Quicker than Billy had wished for, Timmy's probing tongue reached his frenulum, Timmy tugged at the hood of Billy's uncut cock, dislodging his swollen, shiny knob from it's moist fleshy hood, pulling the extra folds of his skin down tight to the base of his cock. Billy again almost audibly groaned as the tip of Timmy's tongue assaulted his now fully exposed frenulum sliding up rapidly into the cleft where the glans separated underneath. Billy was practically squirming trying not to make a sound not that Timmy would have notice at this point, his head swam with burning desire and cock lust, with little preamble Timmy raised his mouth over Billy's burgeoning dong and let his lips slip over his precum soaked and drooling glans, stuffing it into his mouth like a starving baby attaching itself to its mother's teat. Billy gasped, no longer able to contain himself as his hands shot upward, lacing his fingers and locking them behind Timmy's head and pushed his face down the full length of his prodigious schlong.

Timmy shot up instantly, spitting, sputtering and coughing, freeing Billy's cock from its unexpected invasion of his throat. Timmy fell on his ass fearfully staring up into Billy's lust crazed eyes his lips quivering as he fought to find words that could possibly explain why he had been doing what he was doing, but only a gargled mash of vowels managed to squeak passed his now fear constricted throat.

Billy glared down at him as he swerved front-ways on the couch, Timmy now directly between his legs, on the floor cowering.

"So ya like sucking cock huh faggot?" Billy boomed, as he lurched to his feet yanking a terrified Timmy up from the floor and shoved him toward his bedroom.

"Don't worry bitch" Billy goaded: You're about to get more cock than you could ever dreamed possible."

Billy corralled Timmy, herding him down the hallway driving him backwards until they reached his room.

Shoving Timmy to the floor at the foot of his bed.

Timmy just sat there whimpering, his eyes full of pleading tears, his muscular body trembling with fear as he blubbered nearly incoherent apologies, all of which Billy ignored as he discarded his shorts, threw himself on his bed, spreading his legs and staring at Timmy whose head just barely peered over the rim of the mattress.

"Well, whatchya waiting for faggot" Billy urged in his deep lurid bassy tones: "It ain't gonna suck itself now is it?"

Timmy just sat there staring across Billy's mattress quivering, too terrified to move, his bottom lip still trembling, his eyes pleading for mercy.

Billy finally took some pity on the guy: "Listen dude, stop with the waterworks, nobody's gonna hurt you" Billy paused letting that sink in for a second or two before continuing: "So you got caught sucking my cock, its not the end of the world."

Billy decided a different approach was needed: "Here's the way I see it" he waxed philosophically, sitting up in his bed before continuing: "You're a fag, fags suck cock", Billy pushed on, following his train of thought: "I'm a guy who loves his cock sucked, hell, to be completely honest, this is my very first blowjob", Billy smiled and pushed on: "What we have here is just simple economics, supply and demand" His grin broadened: "You love sucking dick and I have a dick, and I love having my dick sucked" Timmy started to sit up higher, his entire head and part of his shoulders now visible above the mattress line: "So basically what I'm offering you, is all the dick you can suck and I get a cocksucker all to happy to feast on my meat."

"Happy ending" Billy went on: "Everybody gets what they want and nobody needs to get hurt, you walk away with a belly full of my delicious jizz and I get my balls drained when ever I want" Billy smiled, a big smirky toothy grin: "What do you say we just agree to help each other out and make everyone happy?"

Timmy moved up onto the bed, sitting pensively before softly asking: "You won't say anything to anyone?" he quickly added: "If my parents found out..." That your a fag" Billy interjected, just stating a fact. "Um... yes something like that" Timmy blushed; "If they found out, they'd kill me, or send me away to one of those horrible places where they try to turn you straight"

"Well then" Billy stated: "I guess we'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen, now won't we?"

Timmy smiled and blushed a beautiful shade of pink, as Billy laid back, grasped his hard cock by the base and waved it at Timmy: "Now how about that blowjob faggot?"

Timmy grinned and moved forward between Billy's spread muscular legs, placing his hands softly on either thigh as he inched toward his juicy, throbbing target.

Billy moaned deeply as Timmy wrapped his hands over Billy's right hand that still clasped the base of his cock, an electric tingle spread from Timmy's fingers to Billy's and through Billy's into the base of his cock, Timmy swooped downward lapping at Billy's piss slit, swabbing all the oozing precum from his large, glistening bluish pink glans, Timmy's fist helped guide Billy's to peel back the hood of his foreskin setting the large bulbous, mushroom head free to Timmy's soft wet flicking tongue.

Billy moaned appreciatively as Timmy's tongue scooped more of the copious amounts of dick dribble gushing from his gaping piss slit before whisking it into the warm wet depths of his hungry mouth.

"God this is amazing" Billy thought to himself before clasping the back of Timmy's head with his free hand and tried pushing his straining, engorged lemon sized cock-head into Timmy's drooling orifice.

Timmy looked up into Billy's eyes, who stared back at him mirroring the lust they now both shared.

"Stop teasing bitch and suck my dick" Billy groaned through clenched teeth.

All too happy to comply, Timmy wrapped his thick lips around the head of Billy's dick and wetly eased downward taking as much of the thick organ into his mouth as he could.

Length wasn't an issue for Timmy, but Billy's dick was as thick as a Red Bull can and the large lemon sized glans made accommodating him way more difficult.

Billy didn't seem to mind as he slowly began to thrust his hips gently fucking Timmy's mouth.

Timmy continued to swab Billy's glans and with each pass of his tongue against his frenulum, Billy's cock also rewarded Timmy with a fresh dollop of sweet sticky precum, which Timmy graciously accepted and swallowed.

As good as it all was though, Timmy hungered for the real prize and judging by the heft of Billy's prodigious balls, it was going to be a big payload.

Billy moved his hands, clutching either side of Timmy's head and face, whose hungry all consuming glazed over eyes, stared longingly into Billy's.

Billy was mesmerized watching has fat dick push in and out of Timmy's sucking mouth.

"Goddam Faggot, you could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch" Billy moaned from somewhere deep in his chest.

Billy was sitting up now tightly clasping Timmy's head and ever more forcibly, thrusting his throbbing dong into the depths of Timmy's wet sucking orifice.

Timmy was drifting into cocksucker bliss, when he heard Billy growl deep within his chest and his grip tightened on the back of his head, all of a sudden Timmy's bliss was shattered as Billy roared from somewhere primordial.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrgh" was all Timmy made out before Billy's fingers locked together behind his head holding him in a steely, vice like grip as Billy rammed his massive, throbbing dong balls deep into Timmy's unprepared throat.

Timmy uselessly tried to pry Billy's powerful fingers from the back of his head, clawing desperately, trying helplessly to free his overstuffed throat of the invading organ.

Timmy's pleas for relief were useless, blocked by the expanding member swelling in size as it hurtled toward an orgasm of massive proportions.

From Billy's perspective, it felt like his dick was exploding inside Timmy's mouth and throat, gone was the Billy everyone knew, a more primal Billy had taken his place as the molten jets of his exploding schlong erupted into the hole he had sheathed his cock in.

Spewing hot blast of thick ropey cum like liquid fire in Timmy's throat, 5... 6....7.... "Gaaaawwwdfuuuukindaaaaammmm" Billy roared: "Take it you fucking bitch, uuuhhhhnnnn you gaaaawdam fukin slut" Billy bellowed, all the while ramming and humping his swollen balls against Timmy's abused lips.

Tears poured from Timmy's eyes as he repeatedly attempted to gasp for air, his arms and hands beat against Billy's sides, front and back all completely unnoticed...10....11.....12....

Billy's orgasm consumed him, sperm spewed from him in torrents, flooding Timmy's esophagus to overflowing, an overflow that had nowhere to go because Timmy's throat was completely blocked...16...17....18...

"Mmmmmuthafuuuuuk" Billy gowled uncontrollably squeezing Timmy's head so hard it felt like his fingers were digging through his skull....20....21...

Billy's orgasm finally crested and abated, subsiding, no longer a crashing thunderous Tsunami but more like waves washing against the rocks...

Billy's fingers let go of Timmy's skull, who pulled back coughing and gasping for air almost simultaneously.

Billy fell backwards, his heaving chest gasping for air as sweat poured like water from his body soaking the covers of his bed, his still bloated, swollen cock plopped wetly against his belly as more semen and sperm still oozed in spasms from his softening dick.

Billy's body still jerked and twitched: "FUUUCK" he moaned contentedly: "Damn boy, you're one helluva fukin' cocksucker", Billy panted between his gasp for air.

Timmy, still panting for air, in between gulping down the biggest load he had ever taken crawled toward Billy, coming to rest between his thighs, his head in his groin, unbelievably to Billy, he watched as Timmy began to slurp up the large pool of jism that spread across his hairy abs and overflowed from his navel... Timmy got it all, in between his gasp for air.

Billy gently stroked the hair on the side of Timmy's head as Timmy continued licking at the still engorged but not so hard gooey member that had just practically raped his throat, Billy just shook his head in disbelief as Timmy stuffed his cock back into his mouth trying to suck the last bit of testicular juices from his deflating dick.

"Gawwd I love homos" Billy sighed as he just laid there enjoying the gentle, rhythmic sucking sounds...