It took a while for more extreme experimentation to happen with Bradley. He was having trouble getting his girlfriend over to our house. Of course, I continued to go to his room to read magazines with and without him.
But meanwhile, another 18 year old foster brother had moved in, named Harry. He wasn’t the brightest guy, but he had such a cute face with a square jaw with a cleft chin, dirty blond hair, and a naturally muscular wrestler’s build. He was a little bit shorter than average but pretty broad and beefy for a high school kid in the 80s. And he had a kind of air of innocence despite having been just released from a juvenile detention facility. I never did find out why he was there.
But the main thing that being at a boy’s detention facility seemed to have done to him, was that it made him insatiably fixated on his raging hormones and on jerking off, and not being shy about wanting to have contact with other guys in addition to dating a girl at his public high school (the rival of the one that Bradley went to).
Of course, that all revealed itself over time after Harry’s arrival at our house. I clearly remember being in our living room doing my homework while lying on the carpet near the stereo, listening to Top 40 radio. Harry had immediately felt pretty comfortable with me and the rest of my family. He didn’t have the sheepishness of some of the foster kids in terms of feeling like he could take up space in any room in the house and just act at home there. But he did so slightly oddly. Like, I was lying on my stomach doing my homework, and Harry would come over and lie right on top of me, enveloping and kind of crushing me with his much heavier, beefier wrestler’s build. He’d just kind of lie there, acting like it was just a normal boyish playful thing to do, but I could feel something very hard and big against my butt crack, as he would always get a hardon when he did this. He’d push his muscular chest and stomach into my back and I’d be pushed into the plush carpet, trying to concentrate on my homework, and he’d be jokily teasing me, saying, “Come on man, let’s wrestle or something, you don’t have to work on that right now.” But he was lying still, other than increasing his hold on my upper body with his arms and upper body, and the subtle way he started to rub his hardon into my ass. I was of course shocked that he would do this at all, much less, when we were in the living room, in the daytime, and anyone could have walked through.
The other thing Harry started to do more and more, was talk incessantly to me and my bro Anthony about jerking off. He’d make lewd gestures mimicking jacking a big log from his crotch and ask things like, “You do know how to jack it, don’t you? Do you ever do it?” Anthony and I acted shy and innocent about it, when he’d ask so bluntly right there in our living room or dining room, but of course we were both doing it. Harry said, “At the boys’ academy, you should have seen the barracks at night. It was hilarious. One big room with like 36 young men in it, all of us beating off and having contests for who could come fastest or hold off the longest, or shoot the most. And you know those pervy guards were actually just watching us instead of telling us to stop. A couple of the guards would actually play along as referees or judges and announce the contest winners. It was hot! It was just normal for a bunch of pent-up guys who were away from everyone else, you know?”
No, we didn’t know. But, it did interest me to hear about Harry’s unusual experiences. And I also was keenly aware of the fact that he must have had a freakishly big dick, because he’d wear these tight nylon parachute pants most of the time (it was the 80s), and the bulge didn’t just go out, it went out and way down one of his thighs, practically halfway to his knee. Harry caught me looking at his crotch often, and he’d use it as an enticement to me and to my brother, saying, “Come on guys, I know you want to see this python I have and we should just jerk off together! Let’s go out to the playroom in the garage. Or down to the basement.” (where we had a finished rec room. Anthony and I were shy about showing our interest in front of each other and when our dad or mom could walk into the room. But, I think we were both very intrigued by Harry’s constant obsession with pushing the agenda of a circle jerk with him.
Instead of that happening, though, something much more erotic occurred. Sometimes as a sort of “staycation” my family would go to a hotel in either our own city or a nearby one, with a pool or a water park area, and we’d stay in as many adjoining rooms as we needed to for however many foster kids we had at the time. This particular time, it was just me, my parents, Anthony and Harry and I. Bradley had permission to go stay with his own parents for a long weekend. So my parents had one room at the hotel, and I shared the adjoining room with Anthony and Harry.
One afternoon, my dad was trying to round us up to go down to the hotel’s mini waterpark. We boys were in our room on our own and we were supposed to get changed into our swim trunks and t-shirts and then meet my dad. The hotel room had this unusually long mirror the entire length of a built-in desk/counter from the entry door all the way to the exterior wall. Harry was kind of narcissistically fascinated with his own reflection, posing with his shirt off and flexing his muscles and trying to get me and Anthony to praise him for his development. He was really a good-looking young man, and I wished I could be as physically confident as him. My eyes were glued to the mirror as I watched him flex and pose. Anthony, who was clearly straight, was kind of ignoring the proceedings. But then it came time for us to change into our swim trunks. Harry had on his signature parachute pants, and as usual there was a prominent snaking bulge in them. My brother and I were just wearing normal pants and trying to quickly change into our suits because we knew our dad was waiting.
But then Harry unbuttoned and started to unzip his pants, and he wasn’t wearing any underwear. This unbelievably thick and long, giant-man-size dick appeared, inch by inch as he unzipped, and he smirked at us in the mirror when he caught the fact that neither of us could take our eyes off what he was revealing. I probably licked my little cocksucking lips, I was so turned on by seeing this. He finally got his entire 9” semi hard dick freed from his pants, and after he pushed them to the floor, he started to wiggle his hips around so that his hardening dick was flopping back and forth and slapping him in the thighs. That made it get harder and harder until it was standing at full mast, angling upward toward his flat stomach, and it was majestic. I think it was at least 10-11” long, very thick, with pretty gigantic balls in proportion, too. My brother let out an involuntary gasp saying “Wow, Harry. Wow!” Harry said “Thanks, bro, it’s the best thing my dad gave me before he ditched our family. He was just as huge, and he actually used to spank me with his dick sometimes!” I was super hard and trying to hide it by putting on my swim trunks really fast, but Harry saw me in the mirror and said, “Jay I know you are into seeing this. And feeling it. You’ve felt it between your butt cheeks and thighs too.” That confused Anthony, who didn’t know about the way Harry would kind of dry-hump/wrestle me in the living room. Harry said, “Why don’t you touch it for me now?”
I was embarrassed and shy, I didn’t know if I wanted to do that in front of my brother. But it was irresistible, I wanted to get my hands onto this thing that was even more impressive than Bradley’s. So I moved closer to Harry and he grabbed my right hand and put it onto his thick shaft. He insistently said “Now, jack it for me kid.” I started to fist his dick the way I would do my own, but of course it felt very different since I could barely get my hand around part of his shaft, and I had to make long strokes to get it all the way from the base to the head. Anthony smiled at us in the mirror and said, “You filthy fuckers, I can’t believe you’re doing this!” I was transfixed and Harry just said, “You’re next, bro, I want you to feel this massive cock too.” Anthony said “No way, I don’t do that.” But Harry was a lot stronger and he grabbed Anthony’s arm and pulled him next to him, and he said, “Help your brother jerk me off, NOW. Get your left hand on me and you can each use one hand together.”
Between our two hands we still didn’t completely cover that long dick. We stroked in tandem, and it felt amazing. It was really hot to be able to see the three of us in the mirror, with muscular Harry in the middle, looking serene and happy that he was being manually served by his two foster brothers. I was bulging at full mast in my swim trunks, and I could see my brother was tenting too.
That’s when the inevitable interruption happened. We had lost track of time, of course, and were really late for our agreed-on meetup with my dad. So we heard knocking on the door, and then more insistent knocking, with a muffled “Where the heck are you boys? I’ve been waiting down at the water park for 20 minutes!” Anthony and I kind of froze because we never kept our dad waiting and we were always so well behaved. But Harry was full of swagger and testosterone by this point, and he loudly said through the door, “Sir, we are just boys being boys. You wanna come in?” My dad said with irritation, “No, I want you guys to get out here NOW.”
Harry told me, “Go open the door and get him to come in here.” I wasn’t sure what would happen or if everyone could quickly look decent and innocent, but it was clear that I was supposed to follow Harry’s order. He made no effort to hide his big hard on or nakedness, either. I went to the door, unlocked the chain and the deadbolt, and asked my dad to come in. I started to say, “Sorry dad, we’re still getting changed,” But he saw I was in my swimsuit, so was my brother, and that Harry was just standing there near the mirror, totally naked and showing off this gigantic 11” erection. My dad kind of gasped and said, “What the hell is going on in here, boys?” Anthony said, “Nothing dad, we’re just getting ready.” But Harry boldly said, “I’m making your sons worship my cock like they should. Look at this thing, it’s freaking huge isn’t it?” My dad had to admit, “Yes, it is very impressive, young man, but it’s really not appropriate for you to be flaunting it like that in front of other people. You have to have some discretion.”
Harry didn’t like that, and he said, “Sir, that’s not right. That’s not what they taught me at the boys’ academy. I won most of the ‘physique’ contests that we’d have there, and you know what? The male guards actually encouraged me to show off my prized possession. They taught me to be proud of it, and a few of them even showed their regular appreciation for it by jerking and sucking it for me.” My dad was shocked by this discussion, it just wasn’t anything he was expecting or used to. (At this time, my dad was a 40 year old, prematurely silver-haired university professor. He wasn’t that closed-minded but he was definitely strictly heterosexual and traditional about a lot of things He was quite handsome, and I remember a few instances where he got called a silver fox by some of the men my parents knew. I didn’t know those guys were gay until later and were trying to hit on my dad sometimes, LOL).
My dad tried to play the adult, foster father role and tell Harry “Ok, young man, that’s enough. I get that you’re showing off and fooling around, but we are going down to the water park now.”
Harry got cheekily defiant, and he said, “Somebody’s going down. You’re going down on me.”
My dad was shocked by this crude backtalk, and he said “Harry. You can’t talk like that, especially in front of my boys.”
Harry defiantly said, “Sir, your boys were just jerking my big dick for me, and I have been rubbing my cock into your faggy younger son’s ass crack every chance I get, right there in your living room, hoping you’d come in and catch me. Then I would pull his pants down and smack his butt red and then violate his little hole with this big snake.”
This was definitely a new side of Harry. Very crude and insolent, and surprisingly dominant. I guess there were some real reasons he ended up in juvey. My dad was not happy. He was not used to crude inappropriate talk like this, and he was offended by Harry’s “exaggerations” about us sons of his. But Harry continued, “I’m not kidding, DAD,” with a sarcastic and sort of threatening tone. “Get over here and suck my dick. I know you secretly want it, practically every older man I’ve met has wanted it if they’ve seen it. You all want to worship it and get a piece of it.”
My dad tried to resist, but Harry grabbed him and pushed him down by the shoulders to sit on the end of the bed. His huge hard on was at full attention, inches from my dad’s face. He grabbed my dad’s silver beard and said, “Time for you to taste a real man cock, dad.” And he pulled him closer to him and kind of forced my dad’s mouth open. Soon enough, my dad was giving in to the inevitable, and he tentatively put his lips around the thick head of Harry’s cock. He kind of involuntarily moaned at the full feeling as he slid more of it into his mouth. I was shocked but really turned on seeing my dad sucking my foster brother. And Anthony seemed fascinated and shocked, too. I could see that his tented swimsuit had only gotten more tented. Harry was in his element, flexing his muscles while my dad swallowed as much dick as he could. It was definitely hard for a first timer to open up wide enough to take it in very far, though.
Harry looked over at me and said, “Help your dad out. Get over here and lick the rest of my dick while he’s struggling with the first couple inches.” I complied readily and knelt down in the area between the bed and counter, and started licking Harry’s balls, the base of his cock, and up the bottom of his shaft toward where my dad was struggling to suck down a third of this gigantic cock. Harry said, “Good guys, you’re doing great. This feels amazing. I have wanted to get you guys on my dick ever since I came to your house. Now Anthony, get over here and lick and suck on my nipples.” I had never heard of anything like that, it sounded bizarre. But Harry said again, “Anthony get over here.” So he complied and leaned over to take Harry’s left nipple into his mouth. He started licking and flicking his hard nipple, and it clearly was wired to Harry’s dick, because we could feel it get even harder and thicker. Harry groaned, “Yeah, guys, keep it up, you’re making me feel so good, like you should. You should all be worshiping this big cock and my beefy tits regularly, just like the other guys and the guards at the academy did.”
My dad had stopped resisting and was getting into a rhythm of sucking and slurping on Harry’s cock. It seemed like he was actually starting to enjoy it, as I heard him kind of humming and moaning “mmm, mmm” while he was getting his mouth filled with teen dick. I enjoyed playing the rest of the cock servicing duties… And occasionally my tongue would accidentally flick against my dad’s when we’d meet along the shaft. It was like we were kissing and licking each other around Harry’s thick meat. Harry noticed and he pervertedly said, “That’s hot, kiss each other.” My dad was very reluctant, but Harry gripped his face kind of aggressively and said, “Kiss your fucking son, dad. Show him how much you love him.” So we both briefly stopped sucking Harry and my dad started deeply French kissing me. It was the first time that ever happened, and it was so disorientingly hot. It felt amazing to have his wet lips and tongue against mine, to feel like he was devouring me passionately, and my cock was jumping in response. Harry pushed a foot against my crotch and said, “Hmmm, this little perv is getting off on kissing daddy. I think he should suck his daddy for us, too.” So Harry told my dad to haul his cock out, and while my dad resumed more effectively sucking Harry’s dick, I started to lick and suck his 7 to 8” dick. It was a totally raunchy turn on to have the cock that made me in my mouth. I couldn’t believe I was getting to lick and suck it, much less in front of my brother and my foster brother.
My dad was moaning with his mouth full. And Anthony, in between continuing to play with Harry’s nipples and stroke his muscular wrestler’s body, watched the cocksucking action. He got his swim trunks off and stroked himself to complete hardness, and it looked delicious to me. So without even being told to do it, I pulled my mouth off my dad and gestured Anthony to feed me some of his dick too. He pushed it right into my mouth all the way to the base. I had learned to deep throat Bradley’s giant dick with no gag reflex, so it wasn’t that hard with Anthony. My dad was amazed to see me willingly sucking my brother’s dick and he said, “Has this been going on before, boys?” Anthony replied, “No, sir. Not really, sir.” Harry laughed and said, “He’s lying, dad. Bradley told me that he’s been jerking off with Jay and making him suck him… and that he had a threesome with Anthony and his girlfriend, and made Anthony suck him while he was fucking his girl.”
My dad’s cock throbbed with these perverted revelations. He said, “My boys have gotten so depraved, I think you foster kids are a bad influence.” Harry replied, “Nahhh, they wanted it, just like you want it. We’re all just horny guys, right? There’s nothing wrong with male bonding, it’s just fun. Now get my cock back into your throat, sir, because I want to feed you my load.”
My dad had obviously started to enjoy his (first?) foray into cocksucking because he followed Harry’s command without questioning it. He was eagerly sucking and licking and using his hand to stroke Harry’s big slick dick, while I was jacking myself rapidly and watching my brother continue to service our dad too. Harry was loudly grunting and groaning and moaning, saying over and over stuff like “Don’t stop that sir, I am gonna flood your mouth with so much cum”.
But, then, it seemed Harry had an even more perverse idea. As if he hadn’t pushed the envelope enough already, he commanded my dad to put me up on my hands and knees on the bed. He told him, “I want you to lick Jay’s ass, get it all wet and slick and opened up while I feed him my gigantic cock.” My dad was resistant and asked, “Why?” because as a totally straight guy, he was obviously grossed out by the notion of licking my butt. Harry said, “You are gonna get his hole wet and hungry for me. I’m going to fuck the hell out of your youngest son, right in front of you, dad. And you can’t stop me so you might as well make sure I don’t hurt him. Get him nice and prepared for me so that this giant fuckstick doesn’t rip him open.”
Put that way, my dad’s caring instincts took over; he obviously didn’t want me to get hurt, and he could tell that he was no match for this kinda dumb, suddenly more aggressive, muscular young wrestler whose testosterone was clearly driving his behavior.
He gently asked me, “Jay, are you OK with this? I know it’s weird, but I’m going to do what Harry said, for your own good.” I was secretly excited, even though I was scared of being violated not just by my dad’s tongue but then by this impossibly huge appendage that Harry was planning to drive into me.
Harry told my brother Anthony to pull my cheeks open and my dad started to gently swipe at my asshole with his wide wet tongue. “Good, dad, taste your boy’s sweet little hole,” said Harry in a devilishly lascivious tone. “Get it nice and opened up for me.” While Anthony was holding my cheeks wide open, Harry stood up on the bed and fed him the first few inches of his cock to get it nice and wet and even harder. My dad’s rough, wet tongue on my hole felt ticklish, exciting, and totally different than anything I had felt before. I could feel my tight hole relaxing a bit and start to crave to have something inside it.
“Put a finger in there,” commanded Harry. “Get your finger wet and slide it in.” My dad did as he was told, and soon I easily took his right index finger. Harry said, “He’s already ready for another one. Take your left finger and use both of them to spread his hole open.” My dad licked both of his index fingers and then pushed them inside me, and spread. I could feel my hole stretch wider and the feeling made me intensely crave to have something bigger in me. Just like Bradley had kind of instantly triggered my inner cocksucker, I was learning that I must be an eager bottom because I was instinctively pushing back on my dad’s invading fingers, and kind of mewling asking for more, deeper. Anthony had his mouth full of Harry’s dick but he kept his eyes on the action below, and he pulled off long enough to say, “Wow, I didn’t know an asshole could take four fingers like that. I think he might be ready for more!”
Harry said, “Damn right, that boy is ready for me now. Thanks dad.” And he stepped off the bed, pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, still on my hands and knees, and he lined up behind me. He slapped my crack and hole with the thick, meaty sound of 11” of 18-year-old dumb jock cock. I was scared, but also truly hungry for the invasion. Harry told my brother, “Get up on the bed and shove your cock in Jay’s mouth, to shut him up while I start to fuck him. Otherwise he’ll probably yell so loud the hotel staff will come to check on what’s going on in here,” he laughed. Anthony complied. We were all at the mercy of Harry’s blunt commands.
My hole twitched as I felt the thick, lubed-up head of Harry’s cock push against it. He told me to breathe and relax, to arch my back, and if I needed to, to push down like I had to go. He had obviously done this before at the juvenile home he had been living at. I wondered if he had been violated by any of the guards or instructors or older boys, or if he was always the dominant one.
I was shocked at how good it felt immediately. Yes, there was some searing pain at first while my tiny 18-year-old hole got used to ridiculous girth of Harry’s big cock. But, as he got past my sphincter muscles, I immediately started to feel an immense sense of pleasure as I was filled up, like my ass had been waiting my entire young life to be treated like this. My dad was amazed by what he could see, as Harry slowly pushed all 11 inches into me, and his big balls were grinding against my little butt. He said “Damn, Harry, you are really filling up my boy! I can’t believe he can take all of you inside!” Harry snickered and said, “He’s not my first. I had them lining up for me at juvey. I even had a few of the guards addicted to this baseball bat.” The swaggering attitude Harry was displaying was unusual and obviously coming from the lust-filled actions of us four guys having this hotel room adventure.
Harry began to pump his beautiful dick in and out of my little hole, at first slowly and then gradually picking up speed as he could tell I was getting used to it and loose enough to feel amazingly good. He was driving me forward on the bed as my mouth was still filled with my brother’s dick. I was so filled with pleasure and lust, having both of my holes filled and having my dad start to cheer us on. “Fuck my son, Harry. It’s so hot seeing your cock disappear into him, I can’t believe it. I should be protecting him from you but he clearly loves it, so just keep on pumping him full of that fucking huge thing!” Harry enjoyed the encouragement, and said, “Yes sir, that’s right dad, I’m giving your boy the treatment he deserves. He was born to be dominated like this, and now he’s going to be nice and open. So if you, Anthony, Bradley or any other man wants to load him up, I bet he’s going to like it, right, Jay?” I could only grunt and moan my approval with my brother’s dick deep down my throat.
Harry’s piledriving was getting more intense as he got closer to coming. He slapped my ass hard several times, and otherwise, gripped my sides with his meaty strong hands as he plowed into me. I loved the feeling of being filled up and used like this, and it was getting me super close to spraying my load all over the bed. Anthony was also close to shooting his cum due to my blowjob. He pulled out of my mouth and soon my face was painted with a large load of hot, gooey cream. That set me off and I just let loose with one volley of cum after another onto the bed spread. The pulsing of my orgasm inside my ass must have milked Harry’s thick dick, because he grunted and started practically yelling in a guttural way, “I’m gonna breed you, you little fucker, you are going to get pregnant with this bull seed.” And I could literally feel the powerful blasts of his cum shooting deep inside my guts. It was amazing. The sight of this insanity set my dad off and he jacked his cock furiously, and soon, jets of his fatherly seed were hitting my back and side. I was soaked inside and out, and it felt amazing to be the center of so much lusty attention from 2 older boys and a man.
After our heavy breathing slowed down and we all kinda laughed a sigh of relief, we were all sticky and messy with the big loads we had given each other. My dad said, “Let’s be pigs and go to the water park without showering off first. It’ll be funny to know that the other families have no idea what just happened up here.” I was amused that my straightlaced, straight dad had this crude idea, and we all went along with it. We just put on our swimsuits, draped our towels around our shoulders, and walked down to the water park. It was filled with a lot of families with sexy dads and their older kids, especially, because most of the moms were hanging out in the wading pool area with the youngest kids.
**
That hotel adventure was one of the hottest things that ever happened with Harry, my brother or my dad. We never repeated a foursome like that. But, Harry did continue to do what he wanted with me in particular at our house from that point on. He no longer just dryhumped me when I’d lie on the living room floor doing my homework – he’d literally just walk in, pull my pants off me while I was still paying attention to my school work, and start playing with my hole, getting it wet with his fingers and tongue. Sometimes he would pry me open and finger fuck me with up to 4 fingers, knowing that I really needed to be prepped well for that monster cock of his. He no longer cared whatsoever that any family member might walk into the room while he was playing with me. I think he wanted it to happen.
One particular time, just as he had me nice and open and grinding my hips on the floor, begging him to put his dick inside me, Bradley walked into the room. At first he was like, “Oh, shit, bros, I don’t know what the hell is going on but I don’t need to see that. I’m just trying to get out the front door” But Harry said, “Don’t freak out, man, it’s just innocent teenage boy activities. I know about how you have been doing stuff with Jay, too, so don’t tell me that you don’t think this little boy hole I’ve spread open wide doesn’t look hot to you.” He spread my buttcheeks wide and fingered me with a finger and thumb, and Bradley whistled, “Yeah, man, I gotta agree, looks like a sweet pussy in a way, like a hole is a hole and we young men just gotta fuck, right?”
Harry laughed quietly to himself at how easy it was for him to deviously get straight boy Bradley to apparently be interested in my ass, too. Bradley said, “So, dude, I heard that you have one of the biggest dicks ever, is that for real?” Harry kind of blushed and said, “Well…. The only good thing my real dad did for me was pass along the genes for this tight muscular body and this giant baseball bat I got.” Bradley said, “I hear you, dude, we got some messed up families I know. But it's great that Jay’s family has taken us in and we get to be in a better environment, and as a bonus, it’s pretty easy access to these dudes, right?” Harry chuckled and said, “Yeah, I don’t know if you heard but when we went to that hotel water park place a few weeks ago when you were visiting your family, I ended up getting with Jay, Anthony, and their dad all at the same time, just by flashing my python at them. These horny fuckers can’t get enough of a superior dick, I guess!”
Bradley said, “Wow, I had no idea, you even got dad and Anthony to do stuff?” Harry bragged, “Eagerly.” Bradley said, “Well, I’ve fucked Anthony’s mouth while I was dogging my girl right over his face!” Harry said, “Yeah, I heard about that! That’s awesome. She seems like kind of a slut, too, which is hot. Did she really do you in a theater right in front of your history teacher?” Bradley smirked, “You know it, and I didn’t even remember to tell Jay or Anthony about this, but after that, my teacher made me stay after class one day, and he told me he’d give me straight A’s extra credit kinda, if I brought my girl and her cousin to his house on the weekend, so he could fuck them both with me!”
“No way man, you’re such a stud,” Harry said. I was turned on by listening to the straight boys bragging to each other about their older, testosterone-fueled activities. Although I knew I liked other guys the most, I was still in my formative years and pretty interested in learning from older boys or men, how all kinds of sex worked. Bradley said, “It was so fucking hot, you guys! You have no idea. Mr. Smith has this great house overlooking the beach, and it was warm enough that when we got there he just told us to go out to his back patio which had these high fences around three sides, so the neighbors couldn’t really see, but then the beach side of it had this awesome view. And he just told the girls right away, ‘I’ll bring you girls a drink if you take your clothes off right now.’ Of course they wanted to anyway. Mr. Smith’s kind of a stud, for an older guy – silver hair, nice build, you know he’s the assistant football coach. So they just drop their clothes onto some patio loungers. Mr. Smith and I sprung big boners immediately seeing my girl and her cousin naked with us still in our clothes. He went and got us some rum and cokes, and we just hung out for a while enjoying the sunshine and talking, but the whole time he was laser focused on the girls’ tits and asses and pussies, of course. He kept adjusting his crotch and I think he was trying to figure out if it was safe for him to trust all three of us to move forward with anything – because after all, he’s like more than twice our age, right? I guess, more than that. So he asks us if we are all comfortable with fooling around and not telling anyone about it, and that it’s totally fine if we just hang out if anyone feels like they don’t wanna do it.” Harry and I said, “I hope you did it though!” And Bradley continued, “Of course those horny girls were all for it and said ‘Mr Smith, you are such a fox, we wanna bang you together with Bradley. You’re not gonna get in trouble, we like older guys too.’ That’s what he wanted to hear and honestly it totally turned me on, too. I’m kind of a freak obviously and I like watching my girl with other guys. I kinda wanted to see the assistant coach get naked and get busy with the girls, and join in.”
Harry and I were both jerking our dicks at this point – we were all lounging on the sofa, ottoman and an armchair -- listening to the hot story. Harry was occasionally sticking a finger or two back into my hole, though, to keep me opened up. Bradley continued, “So, to make a long story short, Mr Smith ended up laying those two chicks side by side on this cool outdoor lounge-bed thing he had on his patio, and he got naked too. The dude is actually pretty ripped – he’s pretty impressive for like 40 or 50 or whatever, and he’s got a nice piece too. I gotta respect. So he just dives face first into my girlfriend’s pussy while he’s fingering her cousin. It was literally like watching a pro porn star at the top of his game, he must really have known what he was doing because after not too long, he literally had both of those girls squirming, squealing, and even got my girl to squirt for the first time I’ve ever seen that happen!” I asked him what that meant, and he explained it, which was kind of shocking to my naïve 18-year-old mind. He continued, “He kept going back and forth between their pussies, eating them out like there was no tomorrow, and I could only watch in awe and beat my meat. He told me to come closer and I watched and learned, while I fed my cock to the cousin. It was so awesome. They were being so loud I thought the neighbors would complain. I said something to Mr Smith and he said, “Don’t worry, son, they’re pervs on either side and they are used to me having some pretty rambunctious fun back here. In fact I’ve had little parties sometimes with a couple of the neighborhood dads and they all seem to enjoy younger ladies like these, and to show you young bucks a thing or two.”
Harry was lapping it up and he was so hard, and he was massaging my hungry hole throughout this story from Bradley. (I had been ordered to kneel on the ottoman so he could access my butt, and he was also occasionally milking my cock). He started to shove one, two and then three wet fingers into my boyhole, while Bradley continued jacking off to his own story about going to Mr. Smith’s house with his girlfriends.
Bradley said to Harry, “Wow, dude, looks like Jay really likes that attention on his pussy from you… why don’t you lick it while I continue to tell you guys about Mr. Smith’s house.” So Harry leaned over and used his unusually wide, long tongue to start swiping at my hungry hole. Bradley continued his story.
“So Mr. Smith is making both girls squeal and my girl squirt, with just his tongue and fingers, right? Then he totally shocked all of us. He says, ‘I gotta take a piss, but I don’t wanna go inside and leave you guys all alone out here. So… I think I am going to need some help.’ We were confused, but it became all too clear. He had stood up sporting this great hard-on, and he went around and stood next to my girlfriend’s face. She went to suck on him, and then she started to scream a bit because he had started to piss in her mouth!! She choked a little bit on it and try to pull back, but he gently held her head and kept his dick inside as he let it flow. He said, ‘Come on young lady, you can drink it, it’s just like Mountain Dew or something like that, you want daddy to be able to get back to treating you and your cousin’s pussies right, don’t you?’ I gotta say it was so raunchy that I got even harder. I ended up telling Mr. Smith, ‘Hey sir, I think my girl is getting a little overheated out here in the sun, why don’t you help her cool down with a spraydown?’ He caught my meaning and smirked over at me and said, ‘Great idea, son.’ Then he pulled his dick out of her mouth and he just started to wag it back and forth, drenching her tits and stomach and pussy with his golden piss. She didn’t seem to mind at all… I could actually tell that she found it pretty hot to be dominated by Mr. Smith like that. Her cousin seemed a little grossed out but I distracted her by going over and licking and fingering her. She was mewling and begging me to fuck her. So I asked Mr Smith, ‘OK if I go ahead sir?’ And he said “You got it, I’m planning to do your girl next.”
Bradley went on, “So I’m starting to fuck the cousin in the lounge chair, just easing my big pole into her at first, getting her nice and opened up so I can deep-dick her, right? And then Mr. Smith is done pissing on my girl and he grabs a towel and dries her off gently, and kisses her a lot, very passionately right there in front of me. He’s fingering her again and flicking her clit. She starts begging him to fuck her. So he gets her into the same position as her cousin, and he gets into the same position as me, and he just plows his dick all the way in in one stroke. He starts pumping away like a fucking machine, just driving her wild with his intensity. So I try matching him on her cousin, and she’s going crazy for it, too. Both girls are just moaning and telling us to keep fucking them harder and deeper, it was so fucking hot.”
All this time, Harry is licking my hole, fingering me wide open, and occasionally reaching around to stroke my hard dick. He is so turned on, obviously, that he stands up next to the ottoman, and he says to Bradley, “Was it like this, bro?” And he just slides his gigantic meat into my ass one thick inch at a time. I guess I had been pried and licked open really well, because it didn’t hurt at all, it just filled me up. Bradley said, “Yeah, dude, fuck our little foster bro, his pussy is so wet and ready and he needs it!” Harry was giving me long, slow and deep strokes which picked up speed and length. He said, “Man, this feels soooooo freaking hot, he’s got such a tight little hole. I only wish we were outside so I could lube him up even better with my piss like Mr Smith pissed on your girlfriend.” Bradley laughed and said, “Next time, dude, you know it.” And then Bradley stood up and presented his big beautiful cock to my mouth and just slid it in. I looooved the feeling of being deeply fucked on both ends by my straight older foster brothers. It felt simultaneously like they were dominating me and that they genuinely liked my younger, swimmer’s body. I didn’t feel pushed into anything I didn’t want to be doing, that’s for sure. I was trying to make both of them feel as good as possible by sucking and licking Bradley as well as I had learned how, and by squeezing my butt around Harry’s dick. They were high-fiving each other over my back and Bradley said, “We’re so lucky to have this hot horny little bro to use when we don’t have our chicks around.” Harry grunted, “Yeah, we sure are, and I don’t have a girlfriend right now, so I definitely need to get off more.” He was getting close to cumming, I could tell from his intense thrusts into me. Bradley was teasing me by taking his giant dick out of my hungry mouth and slapping me gently on the cheeks and lips with it, silently making me beg him to put it back in. He noticed Harry’s more urgent thrusting and he said, “Dude, you should breed the kid, he can’t get pregnant and you can fill him up with as many loads as you want to.” Harry said “That’s the plan!” and he started grunting and just slamming his balls against my ass, hitting my prostate over and over. I was trying to keep from crying out loudly by keeping Bradley’s thick dick deep in my throat. Bradley said, “Dude this is exactly what Mr. Smith and I were doing to the girls that day, you should have seen it. They came over and over again while we deep-dicked them side by side. But we had to pull out and spray our cum all over them because ain’t nobody trying to have a baby with those 18 year old girls, right?” I thought it was funny how I was being fucked on both ends by these older boys while they were trying to maintain the sense that they were 100% straight and just using what they had available. I couldn’t think about it too much, though, because soon Harry started blasting one huge volley of hot jizz deep inside me after another, which I could feel flooding my butt, and Bradley was getting so close too. He decided that instead of cumming in my mouth, he’d rather rush around to my ass and basically shoved Harry out of the way so he could slide his dick into my wide-open, cum-filled hole. He was like “Ahhhhhhh, that wet pussy feels so good, man, so slick and hot…. I’m gonna give you my load too, Jay!” And then I could feel him flooding me inside too. Harry had swapped places with Bradley and he was making me lick the leftover cum off his softening dick. I barely even thought about my own orgasm but suddenly, it got to me, when Bradley was almost done thrusting his teenage cream deep into me, my cock suddenly started blasting one of the hugest loads of my young life all over the ottoman and my thighs. Harry said, “Wow, kid, that is a lot of spunk, you must really have liked that.” I said, “Yes, sir, I did, it felt amazing to have you both inside me at the same time, and to hear about Bradley and Mr Smith. Thank you guys.” Bradley tousled my hair and said, “Any time, little bro, any time.”
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