Group Therapy Never Hurt Anyone
Bam
That next Sunday afternoon after Tank, Braxton, and I had our threesome in mine and Tank’s living room — and if I’m telling the truth here — I thought Theo’s mouth wouldn’t leave my mind. I constantly thought about his dad Braxton’s tight hole and how it felt like a glove around my dick.
That Sunday, my dad and Ike were back. The boys decided to give them some space. Theo spent the night with Gus. Clayton was house-sitting for his Uncle Gordon, Ike’s younger brother. That left Braxton, Landon, Waylon, and Wesley with us.
Speaking of us, Tank and I understood each other better. He was staying over more and even brought guys over — especially Seth.
Seth Winters was a guy Tank met at the local bar where Seth worked. I actually recognized him as I was getting the rooms ready for Landon, Braxton, Wesley, and Waylon. I figured they would stay a few days, so I had extra sheets, blankets, and towels if they needed them. I only had two rooms, so they had to bunk together.
I went by Tank’s room to stock the room next to his. I could hear Tank: “That’s it, take that cock, you dirty faggot.” I could hear him slam into Seth as Seth moaned. I’m not going to lie, I got an instant hard-on. It seemed to get louder and louder.
I decided, after stocking the room, to look in. Tank was balls deep in the bartender’s asshole. I had to pull my cock out and watch as I stroked. I wasn’t trying to hide exactly, so no surprise Tank caught me. He didn’t stop.
“Come in and feed this faggot,” he said.
I hesitated for a bit. “You sure he’s okay with that?” I asked.
“His opinion does not matter,” he said, slamming even harder into his ass.
I walked over and stuffed his pretty face with my cock, and again Tank and I were spit-roasting another dude. I’m not sure how long we did this, but I forgot what we were even doing with my stepbrothers.
Tank was being extremely loud. I heard the downstairs door open. I almost stopped, but Tank grabbed my hand.
“They’ll be okay, dude. Stay. If they come up, they can watch or join or leave,” he laughed, kissing me.
I said “fuck it” in my mind and went with it. Seth was gagging all over my cock as I could hear chatter coming up the creaking stairs. Braxton’s voice was the only one I could clearly recognize.
“Fuck, what’s going on up here?” he laughed, which Tank and I knew without a doubt meant Braxton knew.
I decided to remove my shirt and shorts, being naked with Tank and Seth, then went back to kissing Tank as I heard, “Fucking hot, stepbro. This is what we call a party,” Landon said, smacking my bare butt. I didn’t break our kiss.
Braxton chimed in. “I told you, bro, they are freaks like us,” he said, standing next to me. So I took Seth’s mouth off my cock as I heard Braxton’s belt buckle undo, guiding Seth’s mouth to Braxton’s cock.
I looked over at Landon, who was already naked, and the twins, Waylon and Wesley, standing there. I found out later I was the youngest in the room — which, I have to say, still makes me hard to this day.
Tank spoke up, looking at Landon. “Get over here and get my ass ready, bro.” I was again surprised, as I didn’t expect Tank to take cock in his ass. Landon didn’t hesitate. He dropped behind Tank, eating his big, beefy ass.
I don’t know what came over me, but I walked over to Wesley and Waylon. “No need to be shy, boys. We all fam here,” I said with a smirk as I pushed Waylon’s joggers down and got to my knees, starting to suck his long, girthy cock.
“Fuck yeah,” Waylon moaned.
I could hear Tank’s balls smack against Seth’s ass as Braxton moaned getting his cock sucked and Landon ate Tank’s hole like a watermelon.
I was sucking my first cock while his twin watched. I felt Wesley sliding down his joggers. I didn’t even hesitate. I just started taking turns sucking each twin’s cock.
Tank chimed in, “Fuck yeah, bro, suck those cocks.” I heard him say. Then I heard a smack — assuming on Seth’s ass — then I heard Tank say, “Okay, yes. Do a little switching.”
I got up. “Like what?” I asked as my cock was leaking precum.
Seth was standing up along with everyone else. Tank took charge. He went to the nightstand next to his bed and had bottles of lube. He walked over, squirted some lube on Waylon’s ass. He started to say something before Tank cut him off: “I don’t care if you take cock or not. You’re going to tonight,” he commanded. “Lay down,” he ordered, then nudged Seth to fuck him.
Seth, who apparently never got to top because his ass was so good at taking cock, ran to the idea. Then Tank lubed his own hole up and laid next to Waylon. Braxton and Landon basically bolted over to Tank — Landon taking his mouth and Braxton taking his hole.
Wesley took a bottle of the lube and laid next to Waylon, lubed his own hole up. I walked over and stuffed his hole with my cock. There was so much moaning going on, it was so loud in Tank’s room. Then Wesley and Waylon began to kiss as their asses were being used.
I’m not sure why I was even shocked at this point, but I was. After a while of this fuck session, Tank removed himself from the spit roast.
“Seth, lay down on the floor,” he said. He did as instructed.
It was like we all knew what to do. We all got around Seth and started jerking over his body. Before long, with the loud moans and heavy breathing, Seth looked like a glazed donut.
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