All characters depicted in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to real individuals, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The locations and religious practices described are fictional and are not intended to represent or reflect any real-life practices or beliefs. The content is not meant to offend or harm any sentiments. All characters in the story are adults, and all sexual acts portrayed are consensual. Any suggestions would be very welcome. Happy reading!
Chapter 2: Three Brothers and a Stranger
Jonathan stood in his college dorm room which he shared with a Peruvian kind who had already gone home for the summer, his eyes scanning the neatly packed boxes. The sun streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow on the walls adorned with posters of his favorite bands and a map of the United States. He had always been an adventurer at heart, and the thought of a road trip with his brothers was both exhilarating and daunting. He took a deep breath, his mind racing with the possibilities.
He had missed his family terribly over the semester. Every night, before going to bed Jonathan would remember the memories of last summer. Fulvio, waking him up with his tongue licking his piss-slit, then breathing heavily on his nutsacks before suddenly engulfing them in his mouth. Henry offering him his hairy pink hole at the breakfast table, the incredibly manly smell and taste of the tiny pucker on his tongue. His dad, Brad’s cum swirling in his mouth and dripping down his chin. Fulvio licking it all up and giving him a deep kiss, sharing dad’s man juices. And Jake! God, did he miss him the most! The hunk that was his brother had become his idol over the summer.
The way his elder brother piled into Henry and Fulvio making them scream while he fucked them senseless. The heavy workouts that he did in the gym in their garage, hanging weights on balls to make them hang lower. The Kegel exercise that he taught Jonathan to improve his sexual performance. It all made Jonathan admire his elder brother more and more. But the most amazing thing happened on Brad’s birthday. They had just cut the cake and had brought down the gifts, when Jake strode in, tall and muscular with a sly smirk. He held a gift box in front his boxers which he offered to Brad. When his dad opened his box, to everyone’s surprise, the box had nothing Jake’s 7-inch hard cock, tanned and throbbing, with the pink bulbous head glistening with precum. Jake and Brad had looked into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, before Brad dropped down to his knees.
Jonathan watched in awe, as his dad devoured Jake’s cock hungrily, slurping and sucking every bit of precum that was leaking from Jake’s cock. Jake used his hips to roughly thrust into Brad’s mouth, pulling his hair and spitting into his mouth. After a few minutes, Jake pulled out of Brad’s mouth leaving the older man gasping for air. Jake roughly pulled Brad up and violently tore his cotton briefs. He pushed Brad into the sofa, parted his legs putting them on his shoulders, and in one brutal thrust, shoved his throbbing cock impaling Brad’s pulsating virgin hole. Brad let out a primal scream mixed with pain and pleasure, with a sense of shock and pride at the man he had created. Jonathan watched in awe as Jake made Brad his bitch for next half hour. Jake would say the obscenest things before pulling out completely and then thrusting all back into Brad’s poor hole. His voice laced with lust, Jake would tell Brad, “You’re so hot dad, you’re going to make me cum in your man pussy,” “Dad, I love you so much, you’re my new pocket pussy. You’re my fuck doll.,” “Hey bros, are y’all seeing this? I’m making dad my wife. I want to make you pregnant dad!” Brad wasn’t silent either. He kept moaning loudly, “Fuck!” “Oh God yes!” “That’s my boy!” “Yeah son, make me your slut!” “Cum in me boy!”
Jonathan, Henry and Fulvio were hard with their cocks’ oozing buckets of precum, but they were too preoccupied to even notice. Brad moaned loudly and his cock jerked gushing oodles of cum, having cum without touching himself, his orgasm brought on by the sole power of Jake’s cock. Eventually, Jake gave a loud shout, pushing his cock to the hilt inside Brad’s now loosened hole and roared, “Here it comes dad! Say hello to the grandkids!” as he violently unloaded in Brad. They held still for a few seconds, then Brad licked Jake’s chest, slurping on the beads of sweat there. Jake picked up Brad’s cum off his abs and thrust his semen covered fingers into Brad’s mouth, which he sucked seductively. Then they kissed for a while before falling on the couch exhausted.
This incident had turned Jonathan’s world upside down. Jake was so powerful and masculine, that even his dad, the manliest man he ever knew, submitted his body to his brother. Jonathan decided he wanted to be like his brother. A horn rang loudly from outside his dorm, jostling Jonathan out of his daydream. He realized that this trip down memory lane, had ended up with his cock becoming rock hard. Counting back to ten to calm himself down, he opened his bedroom door and went outside to check. Amazingly it was his family RV that was standing outside his dorm. Henry peeked out of the driver seat and gave him that cute smile that always made Jonathan’s stomach twist into knots. Henry was quite the opposite of Jake. Whereas Jake was strong, powerful and commanding, Henry was lean, lithe, bubbly and energetic. But Henry’s best quality is being a total slut. He lives and breathes for cock getting his ass fucked round the clock. Brad had to actually ground Henry quite a few times, because he could not stop letting strangers’ cream inside his hole without protection. Unsurprisingly, Henry prefers to get fucked raw.
Jonathan smiled as Henry and Jake both came down from the vehicle. They proceeded to all hug each other. They would have done more, but that would’ve been reckless and dangerous. After exchanging some pleasantries and updating each other about their lives, the three of them went inside Jonathan’s room. "You know, I've been thinking," Jonathan said, turning to his brother Henry, who was sitting on the bed, cell phone in hand, "We should take the RV and go to the nearby forests. See the White Mountains, explore, you know?" Henry looked up, a smirk playing on his lips. "You mean like a sexy road trip?" Jonathan laughed, "Exactly. We’re going to love it." Henry nodded, "Alright, let's do it. But we need to pack the RV with all the essentials. You know, food, clothes, maybe a few toys." Jonathan grinned, "And maybe a few surprises too." Jake, who had been quietly listening from the doorway, stepped forward. "I think it's a great idea. And I'll help you pack. I want to see the country too." Jonathan looked at his brothers, a sense of excitement and anticipation filling him. This was going to be an adventure they would never forget.
The RV was a beast of a vehicle, a relic from their childhood filled with memories of family vacations. Jonathan, Henry and Jake had spent the afternoon loading it with supplies, their laughter echoing through the garage. As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the driveway, Jonathan looked at his family, a sense of belonging and love washing over him. This was more than just a road trip. It was an adventure, a journey of self-discovery and a chance to explore their sexuality together. As he closed the last box, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. Little did they know, their journey was about to take a turn they never saw coming.
Leaving the stone arches and bustling quads of Boston University campus behind, the group packed their gear into the back of the van and followed the winding highway north, watching the city skyline dissolve into rolling hills and endless stretches of pine. Hours slipped by as the concrete gave way to weathered barns, sleepy New England towns, and the granite shoulders of the White Mountains rising against the horizon like silent sentinels. By the time they crossed into the National Forest, the air had cooled, carrying the resinous scent of fir and hemlock. They pulled off a narrow dirt road, shouldered their packs and trekked beneath a cathedral of trees until they found a clearing beside a moss-lined brook. There, as dusk seeped into the canopy, they pitched their tents in a rough circle, their campfire crackling to life while shadows thickened and the wild silence of the forest wrapped around them.
All the hard work had left them sweaty and covered in mud. The humidity in the air was sticking on their skin like sap and a light mist had started to cover the edge of the forests. Henry exclaimed loudly, “I love camping, but I swear to God, if I don’t take a shower right now, I would lose it!” Jonathan was readying himself to use the bathroom in the RV last, as he knew both his brothers would beat him to it. But, to his surprise, Jake said, “Hey guys, I was wondering, we have come to camp to be freer and closer with nature, so why not take a bath outside? There’s an external showerhead on the back side of the RV if I can remember, let’s use it?” Henry stood silently for a few minutes, formulating a response when, suddenly an idea seemed to strike him. You could literally see the wheels behind his eye turn like clockwork; his mouth curved into a sly smile. Henry said, “Yeah Jake’s right, let’s take a shower outside together, it’s better if we can help each other out. I always have problem soaping my back…” Jonathan’s heart started to beat faster, he knew what this meant. He had gone all summer without intimate contact. Yes, he had some guys give him blowjobs in the campus. And there was that one time, when he had caught a professor having sex with a junior and had wordlessly joined them to have a threesome. But none of that compares to the fun he has with his brothers.
When Jonathan came back to the present, Henry was already naked and Jake was taking his t-shirt off. Henry gave Jonathan his brilliant smile and Jonathan felt his legs wobble. He walked over to Jonathan with a swagger and reaching in front of him, suddenly grabbed Jonathan’s crotch. He sucked in his breath and looked into his brother’s deep blue eyes. Henry really was something else. Jonathan laughed, “You’ll never stop doing that will you?” Henry purred, “No never, I love my baby brother, and I love his cock! I don’t care for popsicles, but this one makes me feel things.” He gently started to unbutton Jonathan’s shirt while Jake, now totally nude, his 7-inch hard cock gently swaying, was making arrangements for the showerhead. Henry pulled off his shirt off his back, folded it and kept it inside his backpack. He then unhooked the front of Jonathan’s trousers and let it fall to ground. He now stood in the cool forest air, only wearing one of the jockstraps his dad had gifted him last month. Henry snickered, “Ohhh so now my sweet hunk of a baby bro has started wearing jockstraps? Can’t complain, you look so hot in them.”
Henry’s cock twitched, the foreskin pulling back a little tighter. Jonathan could feel his mouth watering. All the men in their family were uncut, a tradition passed down generations. Jonathan loved foreskin, he loved the way it slid down, revealing the sensitive head. Like unwrapping a gift. He reached and pulled Henry’s foreskin and played with it, while staring straight into his brother’s eyes. Without breaking eye contact, Henry got down on his knees and started to pull down Jonathan’s underwear with his teeth. Having pulled the jockstrap all the way down, Henry pulled his face up and thrust his nose in Jonathan’s blonde pubes. He held there for a few seconds, breathing in Jonathan’s scent. Jonathan held still, afraid any movement might break away the magic in this moment. He heard Jake silently walk over to them and stand beside him, observing Henry’s ministrations. Henry pressed his face deeper into Jonathan’s crotch, slowly licking his way over to his balls, flicking it with gentle swirls and making his balls tingle. Henry chuckled, “Jake, you won’t believe it, he smells just like dad. You gotta see this bro.” Jake immediately got down to Henry’s level and pressed his nose on the tip of Jonathan’s cock. “Oh, shit yeah bro, this is dad’s smell alright. Genetics are wild!” Jonathan was dumbfounded, whatever he had imagined happening on this trip, it wasn’t his brothers’ faces on his man parts discussing his pheromones! But he didn’t get to think more, as Henry had already engulfed his hard cock till the back of his throat. Not to be left behind, Jake buried his face in Jonathan’s balls and licked each sac and suckled it whole. Jonathan was in heaven, having both his brothers service his manhood on perfect tandem. He started to slowly buckle his hips and thrust his cock and balls into their faces.
Taking his cue, Henry began to suck him harder but Jake stopped him, “We just started having fun, surely you don’t want Johnny to cum so soon?” This seemed to bring Henry out of his trance. He turned back putting his hands on the ground and thrusting his ass up, his pink hole covered in downy hair totally exposed. He turned his head to look at Jonathan, as if to say, what are you waiting for? Jonathan realized what his brother meant and he immediately set down to work. Bringing his face between Henry’s luscious ass cheeks, he gave a light flick on Henry’s fuck hole with the tip of his tongue eliciting a loud moan from him. The musty smell made Jonathan feel a wild hunger in his body and his cock went rock hard. The ground under his cock was soaked with the fuck juices leaking from his piss slit in copious amounts. He saw Jake go around the front and stuff Henry’s face with 7-inch hard cock. Having made Henry’s hole wet and loose, Jonathan got up and pointed his cock on the pulsating rim. Pulling back his foreskin, Jonathan easily slid his cock inside Henry. The familiar feeling of Henry’s insides overwhelmed Jonathan, overcoming him with a deep lust and love for his brother. He pulled all the way out and in one deep hard thrust forced his cock all the way in making Henry scream, the sound muffled by Jake’s cock stuffing his mouth.
The three brothers fucked in this position for a few minutes, when they decided to switch. Jake went behind Henry’s back and started to violently fuck his love hole, while Jonathan held Henry’s face with both his hands from the sides and rubbed the entire length of his cock all over. Henry’s face was covered in Jonathan’s precum and his hair got soaked. Jake had completely lost himself wildly thrusting his cock in circular motion while Henry was entranced by the smell and taste of Jonathan’s male member. After a while Jake called Jonathan, “Johnny come here, join me, my cock feels lonely in this loose hole.” Jonathan’s heart leapt to his feet. Is he really going to double penetrate Henry with Jake? Pulling Henry up, Jake signaled Jonathan to sit on the ground with his legs spread wide open. Jake followed suit pulling his legs apart and moved closer to Jonathan. They crisscrossed their legs until both their cock and balls were rubbing against each other. Jake held their cocks together and ordered Henry to sit on it. Taking a heavy breath, Henry courageously bent down, pointing the two engorged members at the entrance of his man hole and pushed down. After struggling for a bit, Henry finally succeeded in getting both their dongs in him. Then began the fucking. And what an amazing fuck that was. Henry’s slick hole sliding up and down their cocks, while Jake and Jonathan’s cocks and balls rubbed against each other creating friction. Having fucked like this for a few minutes, Jonathan knew he was close. He moaned, “Guys, I am close. I can’t hold on any longer, this feels too good!” Jake joined in, “Fuck Henry, you know how to make me cum quickly, one of these days I’m going to last, but not today! Here it comes!!! Fuckkkk!!” And then Jonathan felt his brother cum and he lost it too. His whole body shook while he came so hard, he saw stars. Their orgasms sent Henry to overdrive and he shot jets of white juices all over the three of them.
Eventually, having come down from the high, they untangled themselves and went to the RV and had a shower, playfully soaping each other and cleaning their bodies. Henry, having an armpit fetish, put special attention in cleaning Jake’s and Jonathan’s hairy pits, fondling and licking them. Having dried themselves off, the brothers went inside the RV to prepare for dinner. Jake being the good cook that he was, prepared steak and mashed potatoes with cold beer. Since it was only the three boys in the middle of a camping site with no one else around, the brothers decided to stay in the nude. They found it exhilarating to be totally free of any societal restrictions, eating and fucking with reckless abandon. As the darkness began to spread in the forest, Henry started to shut all the windows and pull down the curtains while Jake brought in all the stuff lying outside in the van. Jonathan was tasked with making the bed and setting up the projector for a movie night. Having set it all up, Jonathan suddenly remembered his backpack that was left outside. Opening the van door, Jonathan stepped out. The air was considerably colder now that the evening had set making Jonathan shiver. The edge of the forest looked very dark with the air heavy and oppressive, the silence deafening. Jonathan found that strange. How come there wasn’t a single sound in this entire forest?
Shaking off the unsettling feeling, Jonathan began to search for his backpack. He finally found it almost three feet away from where he’d left it. He found that strange too, maybe some animal? Anyways, he picked it up and turned back. Crack. He turned around. Something had stepped on a leaf. He tried very hard to see, but the dense forest made it very difficult. As his eyes settled to the dark, he gasped. A silhouette was standing silently at the edge of the clearing, hidden within the trees. He wanted to run back to the van more than anything but he could not, having been transfixed. The shadow began to move, slowly coming closer. Jonathan could feel his heart beat in his throat; he tried to shout but found his had lost his voice. Slowly, the dark figure came into view. To his relief, Jonathan realized that the figure was not some ghost or a monster, but a man. The guy was around 6 feet tall, with curly salt and pepper hair, and deep tanned skin. He looked to be a middle-aged man, in his middle 40s, with Asian features. His dark jet-black hair was closely cropped to his skin with a light beard covering the lower half of his face. He wore a simple shirt and khaki trousers with a rugged backpack and trekking boots. His glasses were small and round with gold rim.
The stranger smiled, “Hi I’m Pema, I hope I didn’t startle you? I was pretty sure I have lost my way inside the forest when I saw the light from your van. Could you tell me where we are?” Pema looked at Jonathan quizzically, as if it was Jonathan who had suddenly materialized out of the shadows. It took Jonathan a few seconds to realize with a sudden clarity, that he was totally naked. Embarrassed, he hastily tried to cover up his genitals. Pema laughed, “It’s alright man, I think I have already seen whatever there was to see. And it’s nothing new; I see the same thing when I look down at myself too. I get it, I love being nude in the wild too. It’s very liberating.” Then as if suddenly remembering his predicament he added, “Could you help me please? I promise I’m not a murderer.” Jonathan thought about it for a moment. They were three of them and he was only one. If needed, they could easily overpower him. Maybe it’ll be okay. And the guy really does look lost. He probably does need help. And he seems nice. Jonathan felt quite at ease, no longer feeling conscious of his nudity. He told Pema, “Okay, you can come along but mind you, there’s three of us, so don’t try anything funny if you don’t want to get your ass beaten.” Pema looked surprised, “So it’s three friends out camping nude in the wild? Well, you guys must be really close. I wish I had friends like that.” Jonathan realized with a jolt that letting this stranger in would mean no more fun and certainly no more sex! The thought made Jonathan depressed, but helping out this guy seemed more important at the moment so he guided Pema back to the RV.
Jake opened the door and let out a yelp of surprise seeing Jonathan accompanied with a stranger. He exclaimed, “What the fuck bro, you should have given us a warning!” Jonathan looked embarrassed but Pema seemed to eye all this with a growing curiosity. He said, “Hi! I’m so sorry for interrupting, I’m Pema, I was trekking when I got lost in the woods. Jonathan here helped me out and brought me here. I’d be real grateful if you guys could let me stay for the night. Could you please help?” Having heard the commotion, Henry had come to the door as well. Unlike Jake who was eyeing Pema with suspicion, Henry seemed to like Pema. He said, “We’ll let you stay but we have some conditions, you got to follow them. Are you willing?” Pema responded with a resounding yes, nodding his head up and down vehemently. “Okay,” Henry said, “first off, no clothes. We are naked, so you have to be naked too. Shouldn’t be a problem since we’re all guys here. Second, we three are brothers, okay, and we engage in all kinds of sex acts with each other. Are you shocked? Disgusted? Then you close the doors behind you. If not, then you’ll have to join us in our activities. You can’t sit in the corner while we fuck, you need to participate. And finally, this will always be a secret understood? If you’re willing to agree to all these conditions, then you may come in. If not, you can get the fuck out.”
There was complete silence as Pema seemed to consider the conditions laid out to him. Jonathan felt his ears go hot out of awkwardness. Finally, Pema smiled, “The incest is a bit hard to adjust to, but it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. As for the sex, well you can count me in! I don’t think something like this would ever happen to me again so it’s best I take up the offer.” Saying this, Pema got up the steps of the van and into the living room. He began stripping off his clothes. He pulled off his polo shirt over his head. The muscles on his arms flexed and Jonathan observed that his armpits were covered with a tiny patch of dark soft hair. His tanned lightly hairy chest was covered in strange symbols and texts. Pema seemed to have a muscled body with a softer physique. His pecs were impressive, big and round but with a slight softness to it. His happy trail ran over a flat tummy that proved he had a strong core, but there was no abs. He unfastened his belt and pulled down his khakis. Inside he was wearing a pure white underwear. Only it wasn’t any normal underwear, it seemed to be a piece of cloth tied around in the shape of an underwear. A loincloth of sorts. Jake said, “That’s unusual, isn’t it? You don’t see that every day.” Pema laughed, “You’re probably right, this is a traditional 'lattha', an ancient undergarment for Tibetan men. It’s worn as a symbol of manhood and pride.”
“Wow that’s fascinating. Are you from Tibet?” asked Henry, his eyes tracing the outline of Pema’s manhood. “Well yeah, but I’ve lived in other countries for most of my life. I’ve been here for two years now, working in a real estate firm back in Boston. I have always loved travelling in nature and these forests seemed like an ideal place to visit,” said Pema. He tagged the knot and in one swoop the entire thing unraveled and fell to the floor. Jonathan gasped, Pema’s dick was so beautiful. His manhood was around 6.5 inches long flaccid, slightly curved to the left. The width of the shaft was around 3.5 inches with the head around 4 inches wide. He pulled back his foreskin and revealed his glans which was bright pink. The pink of the cock head contrasted the dark brown of the shaft, with his balls hanging very low and jiggly covered in dark hair. His pubes were trimmed in a triangular shape and one could see more symbols tattooed underneath. As Pema knelt down to pick up the loincloth his heavy cock and balls swung left to right. The smell of ripened male genitals filled the air. Pema looked apologetic, “Been lost for two days, didn’t have a chance to shower. Sorry for the smell…” Jonathan could already feel his cock standing up to attention. He was just crazy about the smell of man parts; he just couldn’t have enough of it. And this man, boy did he smell manly! Ignoring the rising heat in his face Johnathan said, “Well we have an attached toilet with a shower, you can go rinse off…” it was difficult to concentrate with the mass of maleness standing so confidently in front of him. Pema agreed and decided to go take a shower. Henry showed him the way handing him toiletries and a fresh towel.
While Pema showered, the brothers decided their course of action. Henry was almost shaking with excitement. Fucking with a stranger was his drug, while Jake seemed uncertain, probably realizing he’s no longer the only alpha man around. Jonathan on the other hand, was filled with doubts. What were those symbols all over his bodies? Are they simply tattoos or there’s more to it? Why was he wandering around in the dark like that? Did he have any ulterior motive? Anyways, Jonathan convinced himself, he can his have his suspicions but still enjoy the man. Pema is hot! There is no doubt about that. And maybe this could turn into something more? Jonathan has been dying to have a boyfriend and he has always had a thing for older guys. That salt pepper hair could make him cream himself in a jiffy.
The door to the toilet slid open and Pema stepped out. Henry made a low moan and Jonathan felt himself go erect again. Rivulets of water were trickling down Pema’ body, his tanned golden skin was wet and glistening, and little droplets of water were dripping down his hairy nutsacks. What a sight!! Having lost all inhibitions Jonathan stepped forward, grabbed Pema’s face and gave him the deepest, most passionate kiss he could muster. Although surprised at first, Pema eased into the kiss and allowed Jonathan to explore the insides of his mouth. Their tongues tangled and danced together, their saliva mixing. Pema tasted like mint; he must have brushed his teeth. Jonathan could hear Jake and Henry whistle and hoot from behind but he didn’t care. He wanted this man; he needed this man and tonight he’s going to feast on Pema’s delicious body.
Their aggressive kiss eventually slowed down to a slower more tender kiss. Jonathan went down on his knees. Pema’s dick was now hard, almost at 8 inches with his foreskin drawn completely back, exposing that brilliant pink head. Jonathan gave the head a small kiss, then more kisses, and then sucked the entire thing. Pema moaned, encouraging Jonathan to go deeper until he felt Pema’s thick pubes brushing his nose. He sniffed his pubes while deep throating the thick rod and used his tongue to lick the balls. Pema looked surprised, “You are very talented Jonathan, I could use this kind of attention every day. Makes life worth living.” Jonathan growled and the throat vibrations drove Pema wild. On the other side Jake had already started fucking Henry in missionary. It was hard and fast, dirty and sweet, two brothers fucking wildly. Henry was in his zone, eyes in the back of his head, moaning and shouting, “Fuck!” over and over while Jake rammed into him like a raging bull. Pema was impressed, he said, “You three are so virile and strong. I could really use your help in my mission. Let’s finish off first and then we’ll see. Guys stop what you’re doing at once and come here!
Although it wasn’t an order, the power in Pema’s voice was strong enough to halt the three lust crazed brothers to a stop. They looked at each other’s faces but then decided to do as told. Pema said, “There’s something I want to show you guys but you have to promise not to freak out. I know it sounds ridiculous and unbelievable, but there are some things which are beyond our reasoning, things that have control over our bodies and grant us limitless pleasure. But they can also be dangerous. Control is paramount. Come sit on the floor in front me and I’ll demonstrate.”
Although hesitant, the brothers decided to go along with it and sat on the floor with their leg’s crossed. Pema sat down in front of them. In a lower and deeper voice, he said, “There are primal forces that exist both outside and inside of us, and there are ways to awaken them. You three need to close your eyes and concentrate on the words that I will speak now. Can you do that?” They nodded in unison. “Good,” said Pema, “Let’s begin.” Pema started to chant some incantations in a language that was totally unfamiliar to Jonathan. Pema’s voice had turned deep and gravelly and the chants louder.
At first, Jonathan felt nothing. But then he started to feel good, really good. He felt pleasure he had never felt before, it was like his whole body was on fire. He could feel his climax building and he hadn’t even touched himself. He looked at his brothers. Jake seemed to have become completely still while Henry was writing around, both of them with a look of pure utter pleasure on their faces. Jonathan didn’t know what was happening but he never wanted it to stop. It was strange, he kept expecting to climax but he never did, he just kept feeling that indescribable pleasure you felt for a fleeting moment before you cum. But there was no ejaculation. He didn’t know for how long he experienced this but he suddenly heard Pema order them to open their legs. And they all did, even Jake, who described himself as a power top. Pema went to Henry first, in one thrust he penetrated him, and immediately Henry came shouting like a madman. Next it was Jake, who had his anal virginity taken. He shouted in pleasure and came too, ejaculating a bucket of cum. Now it was Jonathan’s turn, he was about to lose his anal virginity too. Pema pushed his cock in, and curiously, Jonathan felt no pain. An intense wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through his whole body which seemed to shake violently. He could feel his arms and megs turn to jelly. Unlike his brothers, Pema seemed to fuck him much longer. After what seemed like eternity, Pema whispered in his ear, “Do you accept my seed?” Jonathan automatically felt himself go, “Yes! YES! YES! I accept your blessing; I accept your seed!” Pema gave one last thrust, which he felt deep in his guts and then came inside him triggering Jonathan’s own orgasm. The pleasure was so intense he simply blacked out. He saw strange shapes, figures dancing around flames, countless writhing nude bodies rubbing against each other and finally a huge snow-capped rugged mountain. Then everything went silent.
When Jonathan woke up, he discovered himself in bed. Jake and Henry sat on either side of him, while Pema was making coffee. He mustered all his strength and sitting up asked, “What the fuck was that?!” His brothers turned to look at Pema. He came over with four cups of coffee and setting the tray on the bed said, “It’s a long story. But first, will you three be willing to travel to Tibet with me?”
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