My Brother & His Friend - Perfect Assholes

by Troy Rogers

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I had always known that my brother, Tommy and his best friend, George were perfect assholes. But just how perfect was only learned later when I was 16 years old. Now Tommy and George are a year older than me and quite big jocks in school. They both are over six feet tall and well built. In fact they look more like brothers with their coal black hair and almost identical builds than Tommy and I. Tommy takes after my dad's side of the family and I take after our mother's. I am only 5'9" tall and have a swimmers build. I don't have the pec's and abs that they have and they have always shoved me around. Our mother died when I was 10 and Dad has raised us by himself. He works for an airline and is gone most of the time leaving us alone after Tommy turned 16. With Tommy in charge of course. George lives about a block away with his mother. His parents are separated. He and Tommy have been best friends since they were about 8 years old. George's mother works nights, so he is always hanging around our place. Right after our mother died our Uncle Bob stayed with us when Dad was away. Uncle Bob was my mother's baby brother. He was nice to hang around. He and I looked a lot alike. In fact we looked like brothers. We had the same coloring and build. He always stood up for me with Tommy and George. I remember one time when they decided to pants me, he made them give me back my pants and underwear. I was only 11 and had not started puberty yet, but was at that awkward and sensitive age where I was embarrassed by being half naked in front of them. I was crying when Uncle Bob caught them and gave me my pants back. He held me and told me that it was all right. I told him that I was crying because they were making fun of my little uncircumcised penis. He patted me on the head and told me not to worry that it would very soon grow, and that I would be proud to show it off if I inherited the famous Jones snozzoola. That made me laugh and feel better.

Uncle Bob had to go to the service right after that and he was not around when I went through puberty. I could not talk to my dad and we had a live in housekeeper that was an old spinster, so I could not talk to her. I was more embarrassed after I went through puberty. Uncle Bob was right it did grow, and then kept growing. I had become a freak. My cock had grew to over 11 inches and looked even larger on my frame by the time I really found out what perfect assholes my brother and his friend were. When Uncle Bob got out of the service he got an apartment near us. He had been an MP while in the service and presented us with his collection of hand cuffs when he got out. Tommy and George thought it was neat to wear one or two pairs on their belts when we went out. They were always talking about how they would like to get some girl and handcuff her, then fuck her silly. They even threatened to hand cuff me a couple of times, but knew that I would tell Uncle Bob and he would take the cuffs back.

The summer all of this happened, Dad had bought a car for Tommy. It was an old junker and he had a hard time keeping it running. It was a convertible, but the top was in so bad of a condition that you had to keep it down. Tommy and George liked to cruise around at night and show off to the girls and raise hell in general. Since Tommy was in charge, they had to take me with them. They really embarrassed me at times. They even got into several fights with other guys. I just stayed in the car and kept my mouth shut. They should have also.

One night, while driving around both Tommy and George had taken their shirts off and were really being shitty. I knew that they had both been drinking beer and smoking dope. At a spot near the beach we had parked in an area where all the kids in town hung out. They decided to get out of the car and sit on the hood to show off their chests to all of the chicks that were hanging around. When George got out he let the door swing wide and it struck a car next to ours. It contained four mean looking dudes that were in their twenties. Two of the guys got out and looked at the side of their car. The guy driving was big wearing tight jeans and a leather jacket. He looked at George and said, "What the hell are you punks doing? Look at the scratch you put on my rod, man."

Right then, I knew we were in trouble and suggested to Tommy that we get the hell out of there. But those two never knew when to keep their mouth shut. Tommy got out of the car and started mouthing off to the guys. Pretty soon the fists were flying and the other two guys got out and it was two to four. I stayed in the car and kept my mouth shut.

Both Tommy and George were being held with their arms twisted behind their backs by two of the guys. The other two were sucker punching them in the stomach. George had a bloody nose. One of the guys kneed him right in the groin and he threw up. Tommy started to scream profanities at them and threatening them. He called the one that kneed George a faggot. The guy just looked at him and smacked him across the face. "I'll show you who the faggots are around here." One other said, "Why don't we have a little fun with these two shitheads." Another said, "Shit yes, lets take them down the beach and show them what real men do to punks like them."

I could see that both Tommy and George now were scared. They shoved them into the back of their car and the two that were holding them got in with them. They other two held a conference and I could not hear what they were saying. Up to then they had just ignored me, but the driver walked over to the car and asked me where the key to the hand cuffs were that Tommy and George were wearing. I told him it was on a chain around Tommy's neck. He reached in and told the two guys in the back seat. He walked back over to our car looked in and saw two more pair of the cuffs and gave them to the guys. He told me to be quiet and that I would not be hurt. By this time I was scared.

The driver got in his car, and I thought that when they left I would run and call the cops. But, they had figured on this and the fourth guy got behind the wheel of our car and started the engine. He turned to me and said, "Look kid, we know that you did not have anything to do with this and we are not going to hurt you. But, we have to take you along so you don't run to the cops. You just do as you are told and you won't be hurt." I asked him what they were going to do. He told me that they felt that Tommy and George needed to be taught a lesson. In a way I thought they were right, but at the same time I did not want Tommy to be hurt. George, I did not care about. He was the one that usually got us into trouble. The other car pulled out and we did the same, but heading in another direction. I asked where we were going. He told me that we were going to get some beer and then meet the others later. Actually, he seemed like an OK dude. He told me his name was Joe. I told him mine was also, but that they called me Joey. He asked me what I was doing hanging around with two shitheads like Tommy and George. I told him that Tommy was my brother.

We stopped at a convience store and he told me to stay in the car. I decided that if I tried to run for it that it would only be harder on Tommy. I decided it was better to go along with this. At least that way I would know where they had taken my brother. He came back with two cases of beer. He asked if I would like to get in the front seat as he put the beer in the back. I climbed over the seat and we headed back towards the beach. When we reached the beach road we headed south. I knew that after about 5 miles down the road we would leave the beach houses behind and then there was another 20 miles of deserted beach before we reached civilization again. In fact we had camped many times on the beach and would spend the whole weekend sometimes with out seeing another human being.

About 10 miles down the road we spotted their car pulled off into the dunes and Joe pulled up beside the car and cut off the motor. He turned to me and placed his hand gently on my shoulder and said, "Look, Joey, if you keep your mouth shut and do as you are told, I will see that you won't get hurt." "What are you going to do to Tommy and George?" I asked. He said, that they would not be hurt bad either, that they just was going to have some fun and teach them a lesson. He asked me if I would help carry the beer and I told him I would. We headed over the dunes and walked for about a half mile. They had built a fire and the three guys were sitting around it on blankets. They had been waiting for us. There was a full moon and the night was clear and I could see very well. I spotted Tommy and George. There was a large tree that had been washed up by a previous storm and they were both bent over the trunk and I could see that their hands had been cuffed to their ankles. They only were wearing their jeans. They were bare footed to allow their ankles to be cuffed. I could not see their faces only their butts were sticking up in the air. I almost laughed at the sight. I asked Joe if I could talk to them and he nodded. I walked around the log and knelt down to talk to Tommy. He asked if I was OK. I told him that they had not bothered me. He was scared shitless. He asked what they were going to do to them. I honestly told him that I did not know. He asked me to run for it and get help. I told him that I would if I could.

I returned where the other four sat drinking their beer. Joe motioned for me to set down beside him and he handed me a beer. He introduced me to the other three. The drivers name was Dave, he was tall and had long blond hair and a mustache. Then there was Raoul, he was definitely Hispanic and built short and stocky. You could tell that there was not an ounce of fat on his body just well defined muscle. The last guy was Mark and he was tall and slim. He looked a little scruffy, like a hippie. He wore jeans that were torn at the knees and near his crotch. Dave said to me, "Joey, we don't want to take a chance that you are going to run out on us before we teach these two faggots a thing or two, so we want you to strip naked and give your clothes to Joe."

I just sat there. I could not strip, then these guys would know what a freak I had between my legs. Joe looked at me and said, "Go ahead, Joey, you won't be hurt. I will just take your clothes over into the dunes and later I will tell you how to find them." I stood up and took off my shirt, then my shoes and socks. I dropped my jeans and handed them to Joe. He shook his head and said, "The underwear too." I slowly lowered them over my butt and when my prick came into view, Dave gave out a long whistle. "God, look at the weapon on that kid." Raoul said. Mark reached over and lifted my flaccid 11 inches in the palm of his hand and said, "What I would give for a piece of meat hanging between my legs like that." I sort of felt embarrassed, but also a sort of pride that they did not think I was a freak.

He dropped my prick and said to the others, "Lets get started, the sight of that donkey dick is making me horny." Joe got up and disappeared into the dunes with my clothes. When he got back he told the other guys to go ahead and have some fun, that he would just sit with me and watch the show.

By this time I was getting an idea of what was going to happen. But, when the three walked over to my brother and George and pulled out a large knife, I started to get scared again. Joe saw this and told me not to worry, that they were not going to cut the guys. I watched as Raoul took the knife and began cutting the legs of George's jeans. He cut them up to the waist, then the waist and soon George was only wearing his underwear. Then he repeated the same thing with Tommy. Dave picked up the tattered jeans and threw them in the fire. Tommy's wallet had fallen out and I picked it up and slipped it under the blanket. George's went into the fire.

Mark grabbed Tommy's underwear and pulled them down to his ankles saying. "Now, I want to see some butt." Raoul slid the knife into the waist band of George's shorts and soon they were in shreds. He threw them to Joe and he added them to the fire, soon Tommy's joined them.

Now here was a sight to be seen. There was Tommy my big tough brother bare assed naked with his butt up in the air bent over with his asshole winking at us. His big tough friend was in the same position. For some reason, the sight and the thought of what was going to happen to them began to make my cock rise and fill with blood. It was then that I knew what perfect assholes my brother and George were. Perfect for fucking and I knew that is what the four guys had in mind. Joe stood up and walked over to Tommy and George and called me over to him. He pulled me around in front of Tommy and shoved me close to Tommy's face. He stood behind me and reached around and grabbed my cock and began rubbing it all over his face. Tommy was crying. Then he repeated the same thing to George. Then we returned to the blanket. While this was going on the other three had stripped naked. God, they were all hunks and well hung. Dave had a good nine inches swinging between his legs and it was thick. Mark was longer maybe ten inches but not as thick, but Raoul had a monster between his legs. It was only nine inches but very thick and uncircumcised. They were all getting hard and this sight made me even get harder. I looked over to Joe and wondered what he looked like naked. He had taken off his jacket and was only wearing a tank top and his jeans. As I looked at him, he smiled at me and started to pull his boots off. Then he pulled off his shirt and I saw that he had rings in both his nipples. His chest was smooth except for a small tuft of hair in the center. He raised his ass and slid his pants and shorts down to his ankles and threw them aside. He now was naked also. His cock was not big, but was beautiful. For some reason, I wanted to reach out an touch it. I had never done anything with another guy and was confused by my thoughts.

Mark and Dave walked around in front of Tommy and George. Dave said, "I think I want some head from these cocksuckers before I plow their ass." I heard Tommy whimper and begin to sob. George did not make any noise. I looked at him and below his ass I could see that his cock was hard. The two guys tried to get their cocks into the two boys mouths, but apparently they were shut tight. Mark said, "Well, it looks like these two cock suckers need to be convinced that they want to suck a load out of us, Dave." Raoul said, "I guess I better take control." He stood behind the boys, and reached down and took Tommy's low hanging nuts into his left hand and George's balls in his right.

"Now as I squeeze and they yell shove it to them boys." Joe stood up to get a better view and I joined him. He began with Tommy first. As he squeezed and pulled hard on his nuts, Tommy's started tossing his head back and forth, his black hair tossing around. Dave grabbed his head and held it steady between his hands. Soon I heard Tommy shriek as Raoul gave a fierce tug on his nuts. The shriek soon was muffled as Dave shoved his cock down Tommy's throat. I walked over closer to get a better view and Joe followed me. He stood behind me and put his arms around me to keep me from going closer. I felt his hard cock poking me in the ass. Tommy looked over at me with tears streaming down his face as Dave pumped his hard rod in and out. He told Tommy to watch his teeth or Raoul would work on his nuts again. He ordered Tommy to start using his tongue on his cock. Raoul let Tommy's balls drop and I saw that Tommy was sporting a boner. As Raoul pulled back on George's nuts, George opened his mouth and began to suck on Mark. He said, "Well, this one did not take much convincing."

Joe and I returned to the blankets. He sat down and pulled me down between his legs and back toward him. He wrapped his arm around me and asked me if I was OK. I nodded. He started playing with my cock and whispered in my ear, "Do you mind?" I shook my head and lay back against him. It felt good. I felt safe in his arms. I could feel his cock nudging me in my ass crack, and his hard nipples and the rings on my back. He just slightly rubbed my cock and fondled my balls. I think I wanted more, but was afraid to ask. He asked me if I wanted to have one of the boys suck my cock too. I said, "no". What I really wanted was for Joe to take me and suck my cock then I wanted him to fuck me. But, I could not relay this to him. Raoul sat down behind Tommy and George and reach up with both hands and grabbed their now hard cocks and started to jack them off. I saw Tommy begin to wiggle his ass as he got closer and closer to cumming. George was moaning around the cock that was being shoved down his throat. Soon Tommy tensed up and I saw him shoot a large load into Raoul's hand. Raoul took Tommy's load and rubbed it into George's ass crack as he continued pulling on his prick. Soon George also was shooting into his hand and he rubbed it on Tommy's asshole. Raoul stood up and began working his fingers in both boys ass holes using the others cum as a lubricant. Both boys were moaning and wiggling their butts to try to keep him from penetrating them. I looked down at my cock in Joe's hand and it was swelling as I watched this hot Hispanic guy work first one then two and three fingers in and out of Tommy and George's virgin ass holes. He told the two guys that were fucking their faces that their asses were ready for someone to pop their cherries.

Dave and Mark yanked their swollen members out of the boys mouths and moved behind them. They were both slowly pulling on their own pricks as they positioned themselves behind my brother and his friend. Raoul said "Wait until I get in front, I want to see the look on their faces as you shove it to them." He grabbed both boys by the hair and pulled up their faces so he could watch. As if in sinq Dave and Mark took aim and rammed their hard swollen cocks all the way into both boys. The screams were terrible as the pain hit them. They just stood there with their cocks embedded in the assholes to let them get use to the stretching of their holes. Then they slowly began to pull out and shove back in. Both Tommy and George began to moan. I heard George speak for the first time since all of this had began as he asked Raoul if he could suck his cock. Joe was working on my cock and I was getting close to dropping a load myself. He asked me if I was OK and I told him I was getting ready to shoot. He stopped playing with my cock and move in front of me. He lay me back on the blanket and knelt between my legs. I felt for the first time a mouth begin to devour my love meat. He licked under my foreskin and forced it back over my glands with his lips as his tongue began to lick the glands. He soon took a plunge and I felt the head of my cock hit the back of his throat and keep going until it was lodged in his mouth and his nose was in my pubic hair. I began to shoot immediately and he did not miss a drop. I lay back exhausted as he continued to suck me until I grew soft in his mouth. Then he gently rubbed my stomach and chest as he kissed all over my groin. I had never felt the glow that I was feeling then. I sat up and he offered me another beer and a cigarette. I sat there and watched as both Dave and Mark unloaded up Tommy and George's ass. When they pulled out I could see the cum dripping out of both holes. Dave and Mark both opened up a beer and began to dress. Raoul moved around behind the two boys and said "Enie, Mine, Moe. Now which ass hole do I want to fuck." Joe got up and said, "Well, make up your mind, because the other one is mine." Soon Raoul was humping George's ass and Joe was ploughing into Tommy. Both boys were moaning and begging to be fucked harder. I was getting turned on again. Dave looked at my cock as it began to grow to it's full 12 inches and told me that when they left, the two would be mine and I could take my time and enjoy. Raoul and Joe did not take long to add their loads to the two boys asses. Raoul, moved in front of Tommy and told him to lick him clean and I watched my big rough and butch brother stick out his tongue and begin to lick his cock clean of the cum and George's ass juices.

When the four had dressed, Joe pulled me aside and kissed me gently on the mouth and our tongues entwined. He pulled back and told me how to find my clothes but told me not to get them until I heard them blow their horn. The four left.

They did not give me the hand cuff key. I went over to Tommy, and knelt down in front of him. He was eyeing my big cock as I asked him what to do. I saw George lick his lips as he told me to go call for help. I asked, who I should call. He told me to call Uncle Bob, that maybe he had a spare key. As I stood, I noticed that both boys were still sporting boners. I threw more wood on the fire and helped them both drink a beer and headed toward where my clothes were.

About a mile down the road I found a telephone box. As I reached into my pocket for some change, I felt a piece of paper. I pulled it out and read the short note that was written on it. It just said, "Hope you are OK, Joe." Then there was a telephone number and address and a final, "If you need to talk, call me."

I put some coins in the box and called my Uncle Bob. He was a little upset and I did not tell him much, just that I needed the key. I figured the less he knew the better Tommy would be. He agreed to bring me the key.

I got back into the car and waited. It was good to be alone and to be able to think every thing out. I had a lot to think about.

Back on the beach Tommy and George were quiet. Tommy:

Wow, that was something else. God, this is uncomfortable, what must George be thinking. He saw me get off on sucking another guys cock and getting fucked up the ass. Could he tell that I loved it. I only wish it had been his cock. How many times have I jacked off fantasizing that he was the one I had down my throat. How will I explain what happened.

George:

Well, the shit is out in the open now, Tommy knows that I am a faggot. I guess this ends one long friendship. What am I going to say. How will he handle this. Tommy, broke the silence, "You all right man?"

"Yeah, but my stomach is raw from rubbing against this log and it is uncomfortable bent over like this. Also I need to piss."

"Well go ahead and piss man. I need to also."

"I can't in this position."

"Why the hell not?"

"If you have to know, I have a hard on and if I piss it will hit me in the face. In this position the head of my prick is aimed right at my face."

"Know the feeling."

"You mean your hard too?"

"Yeah, and I am going to piss."

With that both boys started pissing and they were right it hit both of them in the faces. What each did not know was that both boys opened their mouths and had a good drink. They both became quiet again.

TO BE CONTINUED...

by Troy Rogers

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