I cuddled up to Matthew after stripping and climbing into our berth. The warmth of his naked body radiated through me, making me feel warm and safe. He turned his face as I was wrapping my arms around his chest.
“How was your little Greek boy?” He whispered in a sleepy voice.
“We had a wonderful time on the beach.” I answered as my cock began to stiffen as the memory of our sex on the beach came back to me.
“Did he fuck you good?” Matthew asked.
“No, I fucked him. He wanted me bad.” I said, as I felt my now hard cock leak pre-cum on my brother’s ass cheek.
“Oh, so what, you think you’re a man now!” Matthew said, as he was obviously waking up.
“Well enough of one to fuck, yea!” I said, shoving my hard cock against his ass.
“Yea right, your legs go up in the air so fast, you wouldn’t even know how to fuck a dog.” Matthew said, as he turned to look at me.
“I can fuck. Just ask my little Greek boy who’s walking home with an ass full of my cum.” I said, as my cock found the clef of his ass and I shoved my cock deep between his two cheeks, rubbing it against his tight hole.
“Ahhhh…fuck! I guess so. You’re ready to go again?” My bother asked as he pushed his ass hard against my straining cock.
“You don’t get fucked!” I said, wishing I hoping he would let me fuck him tonight.
“Mikey, I’m so fucking horny. I love my new cock piercing but fuck, I want some bad, I fucking need to cum.” Matthew said with desperation in his voice.
“You want me to fuck you?” I asked, in hopes that he was serious.
He rolled over onto his stomach taking our covers with him, exposing his golden tanned, perfect round ass. I got up on my elbow, my mouth watered as I glared at him, my hand caressing over the smooth round globes of each cheek. He spread his legs, as my fingers ran down the center between the warmth of his ass. He moaned extensively as my finger rubbered his tight hole, pushing himself up into me.
Matthew reached over to the shelve to the side and handed me a bottle of lube. Fuck, he was serious, I thought as I took the bottle from him. Now I was nervous, I had never fucked my brother before. I was always the bottom or the one receiving his pleasure. Now, I had to pleasure him. Nic had no complaints, so I lubed up a finger and placed on this tight, hot spot.
“Ahhh yea Mikey, that’s it.” He moaned softly; his face buried into the pillow.
Slowly I pushed on finger deep inside him. It slipped in easily, as he withered under me. The second finger received a bit more resistance, but found its place next to my other, as I slowly pushed in and out as Matthew moaned in ecstasy.
As I went to insert a third, Matthew that me know that need more, and he needed it now!
“Mikey, fuck me, just fuck me hard!” he begged.
I got up on my knees, applying liberal amounts of lube to my aching cock. I climbed on top of him and guided my hard dick into his exposed ass. He was tight, not like Nic who’s ass opened right up for me. I pushed myself against him, until the head of my cock popped inside him, causing Matthew to squeal loudly, only to be muffled by the pillow.
I laid there for a few seconds as I felt the tight ring of his ass grip the head of my cock like a vise. As Matthew relaxed, as I gently applied pressure, sinking into him slowly as my cock became deeply in bedded inside his tight warm asshole.
“Ahhhh yea Mikey, that’s it. You feel so good.” My bother moaned as I lay motionless on top of him, my cock balls deep inside him. “Go slow at first, but please fuck me.”
I gradually moved my ass up, pulling my cock slightly and then pushed just as gently back into him, I could feel him as his ass loosened and his body began to feel the pleasure of my cock inside him. Without prompting I increased my motion, pulling further up, and then pushing into him again. Now both of us were moaning as I began to slowly fuck him.
It wasn’t to long before he was thrusting with me, as his ass pushed up to meet me, as I pushed him to the bed with each thrust. Faster and faster, I fucked him into the mattress as we rocked the bow of the boat with our hard, fast rhythm.
Soon we were going to it pretty hot and heavy. My hips as slamming him into the bed, as it squeaks and scrapes under us. Our moans and groaning are loud and uncontrollable as I fuck him hard, my cock pounding him hard, deep and fast. Suddenly he pushes up from the bed, and I pull back as he gets on his hands and knees. I grabbed on to his hips and hold on tight as I slam into his relentlessly as the sound of hard, slapping skin fills the berth and most likely throughout the boat. But we don’t care as we pant, moan, and fuck!
“Oh fuck Mikey I think I’m going to cum.” Matthew screams, as his body rocks back and forth.
“OH yea, bro shoot it all over the bed! Fucking cum hard.” I say, noting that this orgasm is completely hands free.
“OH FUCK YEA, OH MIKEY FUCK, YEAAA OHHHHHHH” Matthew screams as his body shuddered and vibrated beneath me, as his orgasm to him over.
Suddenly he jerked not once but several times as continue to pump his ass hard. Cum was spewing from his cock all over the bed, and pillows as his balls continued to pump his jizz in ropes all over the cabin.
My own orgasm game fast, as I watched my brother fall over the edge. I my cock began pumping rope after rope of hot cum inside my brother’s ass, just as he had done to me so many times. I thrusted, pumped, and shoved my cock as it continued to spew my orgasm deep inside him, wanting to fill him up with everything I had.
Matthew collapsed on the bed, and I fell with him, both panting and desperately trying to catch our breaths after the wildest fuck session we had ever had. I lay on top of him, gasping with my cock still buried deep inside of him.
“You know,” Matthew huffs, breathlessly. “You feel so good inside me.”
“I know the feeling bro.” I say and kiss his neck. “We’ve laid like this many times, you cock still leaking inside me after we’ve cum. I’ve always relished these times together.”
“Fuck, I should have let you fuck me a long time ago.” Matthew said. “I think I really like it.”
“Don’t get any ideas about me fucking you. I’m the one that you fuck, not the other way around.” I said, joking, but not!
“Don’t worry little bro, I’ll always be there for you, but maybe you can be there for me occasionally.” Matthew said as he turned his head, and we kissed.
“You said you saw Ryan fist me the other night, would you ever want to fist me?? I asked hopefully
“Fuck yea Mikey, that would be cool.” Matthew said, as I lifted up, pulling my spent dick out of his cum drench asshole.
I woke up the next morning to the boat rocking with the sea, I looked over and Matthew was still sound asleep next to me. When I got up, I realized that we were already under sail, and healing over as we did a westerly tac. With no need for clothing since we were out of the port I quietly left the room, and walked up on deck. Steffon was behind the wheel, watching the wind and sails as we flew through the open seas. Dad is on the high side, reading a book, enjoying he sun. I didn’t see Ryan around the cockpit.
“Good morning. You had a very active evening.” My father said with a smile.
“Active and loud!’ Steffon said looking at me. “When your brother get’s up, will pull the sails and let you jump in for a swim to clean off.”
I looked down at myself, my cock and crotch had a shine from the lube we never cleaned off after our late evening fuck. Ignoring his implication….
“Is there any coffee?” I asked
“Yes, in the galley.” Steffon said. “Where I believe Ryan is making breakfast.”
I could see his long dangling balls and he head of his uncut cock before I saw him. Standing there, his taught smooth body, with cup in his hand that he moved down, and placed it under his cock. I didn’t make my presents known, as I watched him piss inside the mug for a few seconds and then he pulled it up and filled the rest with the coffee from the pot on the galley counter.
“Looks good, is that a special brew?” I asked, walking towards him.
“Yea, it’s my own special brew, would you like a cup.” Ryan asked, reaching for another cup. “After a night like you two had, I’m sure you could use some.”
“Oh, you heard us?” I said laughingly, not embarrassed at alll!
“I think the whole harbor heard you two, as you rocked the boat from the bow to stern.” Ryan said as I heard the metal ring at the tip of his cock clink against the coffee mug he was holding under his cock.
I’d never had piss coffee, but it was now my favorite way to drink it. Matthew was up on deck when Ryan and I emerged from the galley. He looked a bit tender as he sat gingerly on the windward side.
“Fuck Mikey, I didn’t know you had it in you!” Matthew said, looking at my coffee hungerly.
“None of us knew Mikey had it in him!” Dad said, as both Ryan and I turned a slight shade of red. “Maybe we’ll all you a new top to deal with.”
“No fucking way. I’m the bottom and don’t forget it!” I said, turning around and shaking my bare ass at everyone, as laugher erupted.
“Coffeeee!” Ryan whined as he looked at me.
I handed him my mostly full cup and looked longingly at Ryan. I followed him down to the galley again, with refill request from Dad and Steffon.
“Are they all drinking your special brew?” I asked.
“Every morning since I’ve been aboard.” He said, putting my father’s cup under his long uncut cock.
I watched as his hot piss splash into the bottom of the cup, filling up quickly, he stopped his flow and handed me the cup half full of piss, and then held out his hand for Steffon’s cup. Again, with his cock inside the cup, he pissed, filling Steffon’s cup ¾ or more to the top before cutting off his flow. I looked at him questioningly.
“Steffon doesn’t like coffee that much. He usually just drinks straight piss in the morning.” Ryan said as he turned for the coffee pot.
“Hey, I forgot. Ryan saw you fisting me the other night and wants to learn how to fist me. Will you teach him. I really loved the feeling of all those toys and especially your fist so far up inside me.” I said, as my cock grew instantly hard just talking about it.
“Fuck yea, will do it later this afternoon on the bow.” Ryan said as left the galley with the coffee.
After breakfast, it was such a beautiful, hot sunny day that Matthew and I laid out on the bow as we sailed through the Med, letting the suntan our naked bodies. Dad came up, and laid next to us, and the 3 of us must have fallen asleep until Ryan came up on deck to let us know we were pulling into a small cove on the deserted island of Arkoudi. The beaches were not large, covered in bleached white sand, and surrounded by a blanket of trees.
The water was warm when we dove into the light blue water that filled the bay. We all washed up on the beach, as the sun beat down on us.
