Date: Fri, 13 Feb 2009 08:37:37 +0000
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: ARM WRESTLING WITH ALI - 3

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

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ARM WRESTLING WITH ALI



Part Three - Amar's Story



by



G. Cutter




I always had my suspicions about my older brother Ali, come on what decent
half Paki is called after a thieving Arab. After sighting him and his pal
the rather tasty and extremely well developed Peter doing the close and
dirty I didn't know what to do. I was in a quandry as my dad would say,
front him up or keep shtum. I decided on the latter but he, for once, was a
jump ahead of me. I'd left trace in the bathroom of my little Ninja Spying
Mission and he tackled me straight away bringing things to a head. I won't
say I was an innocent, I had mates and we did things. These white kids
seemed to like a bit of the Cadburys Fruit and Nut but it was all buggering
aorund, nothing serious until I came to this sort of agreement with
Ali. OK, so it was supposed to be a bit of an experiment but it turnd into
full scale sex and one thing led to another. The first and most important
aspect was that he treated me well, we went from brothers to lovers
seamlessly (which is another one of dad's business words), the second and
just as important was the fact that I pigged out on shagging him or making
love as he would say and I enjoyed him in me, no probs. A bit big but
strangely satisfying.

I'd made a decision to dump cricket some time back as they were a bunch of
prissy goody goodies, I'd opted to go for footy and told Ali so. He was
delighted but he had something on his mind and I found out in time that he
fancied Peter's younger brother Paul who was just a bit older than myself,
having a 'tame' kid brother on the football scene suited Ali bloody Baba
just fine.

I'm not a mind reader but I know my brother and I could see his evil little
mind chuntering away on overtime. I could see the punch before it landed
but you know what I'm on about if you've read their account of things. I
suppose, for me, the whole thing started after my first sex with big
bro. It happened the day that Peter and Paul rolled up seemingly having
nothing to do. I suspected strongly that Peter wanted to get his leg over
and my Ali was more than willing, at least it gave me the opportunity to
suss out young Paul who, may I say, was another dish. Christ, a nice sunny
day with dad at work and mum out of it, how could things not get out of
hand or get jumping, depends on your point of view I suppose.

I took Paul upto my room to find him a pair of speedos as Ali and I had
been splashing around when they arrived. He was just under a year older
than me but he was nice and I thought in my boyish and innocent way (yeah!)
I'd try a bit of seduction or at least look easy and see if he picked up on
it. I knew perfectly well that Peter and Ali were probably fixing up to
disappear and to cut out the waffle I wanted some of the action. I'd done
my training and here was a nice white boy only slightly bigger in build
than myself... and a good looker (I've got to keep saying that as he really
was).

'Nice room,' he stood there looking around at my goodies. 'A bit tidier
than mine,' he grinned and I noticed his eyes. You know all that gaydar
crap they talk about, it's true. Just standing there in the early afternoon
sunlight I knew it was going to be alright. He wanted me, I knew... dunno
how but I knew.

'I've got some spare swimmers here,' I opened my drawer and showed him, he
had a choice of stuff I'd abandoned. Maybe a little tight on him but better
than nothing. That's a stupid thing to say, skinny dipping would be perfect
but our baby pool was overlooked by the neighbours.

'Whatcha reckon?' He held up a pair of blue and whites.

'Yeah, great,' I sat on the bed.

He sat alongside and took his trainers and socks off, giving me a glance he
dropped his shorts and then peeled off his briefs. Without further ado he
struggled into the speedos having some trouble with his fully extended (I
noticed) penis and balls but managed to get into them in the end.

'You're too big,' I said trying not to giggle.

'Yeah, thanks for the supervision,' he replied dryly peeling off his
t-shirt and looking down at me still sitting. 'OK?'

'Very nice,' I muttered feeling my face heat and darken. I was sitting
there ogling him and blushing like a little fairy.

'Well, you're very nice too,' he grinned and gave me a twirl. His cute
little bottom was compressed and looked as tight as a pair of hard boiled
eggs, shelled that is getting lost in the simile . He was gorgeous and he
knew it. He gave another twirl and this time it was more cuteness which is
a foul word but is the only one I could think of. His beautifully taut
belly as he sucked in, sweet little innie belly button and that bulge. Oh
my Gawd...  I wanted him naked. 'You're drooling,' he smirked.

'Conceited prat,' I snarled furious with myself for being so obvious.

'Never mind, I'm drooling as well,' he laughed and squeezed his crotch. A
damp spot appeared front and centre. 'Woops.'

I jumped about a foot in the air as he fell on the bed alongside me and
turned inwards. It took about a second and we were wrestling around both in
our speedos and both trying to pretend there was nothing sexual going
on. Come on! We were now both displaying hardons through the material of
our swimming gear, we were both horny and we damn well knew it.

'We better go down and cool down,' I tried to make my erection comfortable.

'I suppose,' he replied not sounding too happy but in the doorway he
grabbed my waist and nuzzled the back of my neck with his dry lips and I
felt that hard lump pressing against my bottom.... Well, I did say he
wanted me and that only confirmed it.

'Later,' I flashed him a grin.

'Great,' he patted my bottom and followed me down the stairs.

Down by the pool Ali and Peter were sitting there nattering away and Ali
said he was going to take Peter up and sort him out some swimmers. Cue for
some micky taking there from both Paul and myself. We both had a damn good
idea what they were upto, we might have been kid brothers but we weren't
morons.

'Don't worry if we don't rush back,' Peter looked at me and laughed. 'Treat
my brother kindly, he's suffering a broken heart.'

'Shurrup, wanker,' Paul scowled and then leapt on me driving me under the
water. We didn't bugger about, we both copped a good feel and I was
plucking up courage to pop the question. I had called out something
sarcastic about watching and Peter had more or less buggered me off but
Paul was different. He wanted to play maybe seriously or maybe not but
everything has to start somewhere.

'What was that about a broken heart?' I asked.

'Just Pete being funny,' Paul snarled and then grinned. 'I'll tell you
about it later.'

'Whatcha reckon they're upto right now?' I glanced up at the bedroom
windows.

'Don't bear thinking about with my brother,' he laughed. 'Probably a bit of
mutual you know what.'

'More than that,' I reached down under the water and felt his privates. The
hard tube of his penis was laying stretched up towards his hip. 'Wanna come
upstairs, maybe dry of and have a rest.'

'Fuck the rest, I wanna bit of action,' he grinned.

'Yeah,' I screeched as he splashed me and clambered out of the pool. Out of
the water he was clearly visible and his erection was solid. I gazed at it
for a moment and was lost. Bugger the elder brothers, they could do what
they wanted, Paul wanted me and I wanted him and as they always say:
There's no time like the present. We scuttled upto my room and after a
quick tinkle in the toilet I locked the bathroom door on my side, there
would be no peeping or spying this afternoon.

'So,' he dried himself off still with his speedos on. He looked at me and
peeled the top of his damp down exposing scanty pubics.

'What we gonna do?' I asked open to suggestions.

'You like me?' he peeled the speedos down allowing his semi erection to
flop free.

'Yeah.'

'Good,' he smiled. 'I like you so now I'm gonna stick my tongue right down
your throat.'

Before my brain caught up with what he'd said he was on me, his hot mouth
was on mine and I happily opened up as his tongue probed. I grasped his
soft bottom glorying in the firmness, the smoothness and also the push of
his hardness against my body. I wrestled around returning his kisses and
ripping off my own wet swim suit until my brown stiffness squashed against
his hard white flesh. There was no going back now and as I cuddled him
trading spit I knew he was the one for me, I don't know how long and I
didn't know how far our relationship would develop but he was the one, I
just hoped he didn't have a 'regular' tucked away somewhere. 'We gonna do
real sex, all the way... you know.'

'Yeah, I want to, do you?'

'Yeah,' I grinned happily. I wanted his young cock in me and then I wanted
to return the pleasure. He was a bit larger than I'd expected but as he
told me later, I was larger than he'd expected. It seemed that we'd both
underestimated each other but we were both pleased with the outcome. I was
the first to go down, I remember Ali telling me that the best way was to do
a mutual blow first to clear the system after that you could build upto the
heart of the matter. If you had limited time and opportunity then a quicky
would have to do, on this occasion we had all the time in the world and I
thoroughly enjoyed exploring every inch of his smooth body and every inch
of his thick boy cock with my lips and tongue.

'Gawd, you're big for thirteen,' he gobbled happily on my liquorice stick
(as he called it). He'd gone on top and crouched over me but we finished up
on our sides, more matey that way and I could get my fingers between his
incredibly smooth cheeks and poke about at his pucker. A bit of spit solved
that problem, one wriggle and push, a bit of relaxation on his part and my
finger was in his hot tunnel finger fucking as I sucked and drooled over
his twitching and flexing flesh.

'Aaaah... I'm gonna cum,' he gobbled as I stroked and pressed on his
prostate and he did. I didn't know if he was into drinking it or what but I
was. I munched and savoured his salty bland slime and swallowed id down in
one, he did about three squirts which was good for a kid even if he was a
bit older. I, as usual cum a lot but Ali said I was a good cumer which is a
bit of an ego booster, he choked and gagged on it but got it all down and
we went into a mad scramble getting head to head and just looked at each
other.

'Spunky lips,' he giggled.

'Cum chops.' OK, not the best of rispostes but I was proud of it. After
that we actually got into the bed rather than laying on top and continued
with our explorations. We both knew we were going all the way, it was a dot
on the cards as he said and it was. I found my sun tan lotion where I'd
hidden it and he gave me a knowing smirk, he knew perfectly well I wanted
it.

'My big bro fancies you, you know,' he looked at me as we huddled together.

'I know,' I said proudly. 'Ali fancies you.'

'Good,' he grinned. 'He's dishy.'

'Tell you something else... a small bet?'

'Go on.'

'I bet one or both of them proposed mixed doubles before much longer. You
with Ali and me with your Peter.'

'How do you feel about that?' He looked at me.

'Dunno, what about you?'

'You first.'

'Bollocks, I laughed and after a a pause. 'Peter is nice though.'

'So's Ali,' he chortled. 'Deal done then, we plunder and pillage the big
boys.'

'Or the other way around.'

'Who cares,' he looked at me again. 'If I get a sore arse I'll come to you
for comforting.'

'Ditto,' I grinned. That was it we were in agreement.

He threw the bedding back leaving us exposed and grabbed my sun
stuff. Holding my just about revived penis he coated it with the lube
slwoly wanking until it was standing proud and turned on his side facing
away from me. 'Take it easy, Amar. You're a bit bigger than I expected..'

'I aim to please.'

'Get on with it, prat,' he pushed his bum up against my hip and I turned
onto my side and moved in. He'd had the finger now he could have the real
me.

I rolled him onto his tummy and parted his pale legs. I gotta say at this
point that my brown skin against his pale skin was a turnon in itself and
when I parted his legs and got onto his darker pink little pucker I was
lost. The sight of one of my fingers and then two moving in and out of his
stretched ring was delightful. 'So tight,' I whispered digging in deep and
grinning at his moans. I wasn't being cruel, I just enjoyed the reaction
and his little fanny clamping on my moves. I slowly moved my fingers out
and watched fascinated as his gaping hole slowly closed.

'Come on,' he muttered thrusting his hips up and I parted his cheeks
spreading them so that his ring was stretched and taut. A moment later I
had my dark red glans against his hole and pushed gently into his delicious
heat and tightness. 'Slowly, slowly,' he muttered as I pushed in feeling my
shaft surrounded by his warmth and the smoothness of his insides. 'Yeah, go
for it.'

That was good enough, resting on my forearms either side of his torso I
began to service him, slowly and sensually, deep thrusts with a little
corkscrew at the end and he loved it. He pushed up onto me with little
wimpers as I moved faster and faster. The first fuck was never going to be
a long runner but the second would be. I slapped into his soft bottom as he
pushed up against me and my cuming caught even me by surprise. I felt the
super heated cream of my juices sear their way along my shaft and then
shoot into his totally willing body as we lay joined together as if
shrinkwrapped with a suction seal. My sweaty belly and chest were glued to
his back and my cock jerked inside him until it stopped and even then I
remained in deep and hard in a coating of my own sweet juices.

'I am shagged,' I rather unwisely muttered.

'You soon will be,' he threatened and rolled us onto our sides as I munched
at his sweat sheened neck. 'Get out, my turn,' he clamped his bottom and
expelled me with a trickle of cum. He was all business and rolled me onto
my back hoisting my legs into the air. He got between my legs and some
passionate kissing took place but I enjoyed that. To my own horror I felt
myself grasp his hot cock and move it to my button. I wanted him in me so
bad, dunno if it was love or just uncontrolable lust but I wanted it and he
sensed it. He pushed against my sweaty ring and entered without any
difficulty. Ali had done a good job on my back end, I could no more deny
Paul than say no to an spicy pizza. I clung onto him as he broached me and
then I felt the heat and the mass of his boy cock start to move inside me.

'Take your time, lover boy,' I flathanded his belly to stop him running
amok and he smiled down at me and settled down for a nice slow one.  He was
good, I'll give him that. he moved in and out of my bottom like a well
oiled machine and he liked his kissing as well. I breathed in his breath as
his mouth glued to mine and his movements began to get more forceful and
demanding. 'Yeah, go on, go on,' I muttered as I felt his reach his
peak. He finished in a flurry or rapid thrusts moving me up the bed and
when he cum he remained motionless stuck up inside me and I felt his warm
spurts coat my inside. He must have been a super cumer as well, we had one
thing in common at least as he flooded me and I felt his spunk on my back
as it trickled from my hole. It was a good job I'd stuck some tissues
nearby otherwise we'd have left a right mess, as it was we lay there wiping
each other off giggling and chatting away as if we'd just had a game of
cards. It's amazing how casual sex can become when you like someone and
neither of you is trying to prove anything. I fucked him and he fucked me,
none of this bitch and butch crap, we both liked it both ways and it was
that easy.

'That was excellent,' he smiled as I lay my neck on his arm and he drew me
in for a cuddle. 'Do you reckon the big uns will burst in on us if we share
a shower.'

'They can't if I lock the doors,' I grinned. 'They've got each other to
play around with and this is our first time together after all.'

'Damn right it is,' he agreed and that's the way it was. We locked
ourselves in the bathroom and had a nice mutual soapy wjhich finished up as
a sixty niner on the carpet. We could hear the other two down by the pool
so we took our time and joined them when were were done. We were getting on
like a house on fire, we were lovers but I think he and I were both bright
enough to realise that nothing lasts forever. Enjoy whilst you can is a
good motto for such as we, OK, so I made it up but it works.

I think the elders were happy that we'd hit it off and over a chat they
were even more delighted when we showed an interest in their quite
predictable plan. The thought of Peter's fat tool inside me made me go
wobbly at the knees. When Ali suggested, and this was if the weekend was
approved, that we celebrate the end with a foursome I nearly passed out
thinking of dirty and devious positions. Gotta bank on myself and Paul
being on the bloody bottom.

The Tuesday football practice went fine. I kicked around with Paul's team
as I was only under the limit. The Coach was happy enough to recommend me
for the Under Fourteens squad so that was a result. Having a big brother as
a startstriker helped I suppose and Peter and Paul were giving it a load of
mouth (as young footballers are prone to) so I suppose the guy took the
easy option. I suppose football is like cricket in one respect, you don't
make your reputation at practice, it's how much you can contribute during a
match. I knew young cricketrs who were brilliant in nets but once out on
the pitch were useless.

I did get down on Paul in the changing rooms and relieved his wants with a
bit of oral shielded by the bigger bros but the red hot news was that the
weekend had been approved all around and we would be entertaining the two
apostles from Friday through to Monday morning as it was a holiday.  We
arranged for them to come around the following day, the Wednesday for a
splosh and splash but as mum would be on patrol there would be no monkey
business apart from the odd underwater grope. Friday was the big night,
just like a honeymoon, Ali and I would actually sleep with our lovers and
all this approved by the parents Patel. I wouldn't imagine that mum and dad
realised what they were appoving but what they eyes don't see the heart
doesn't grieve over or words to that effect.

I think I was a bit hyped up after spending most of the day groping a wet
bodies Paul and getting my share of handling from all three of them it was
a bit of a relief when around midnight I heard the bathrom door creak and
Ali slipped into my bed.

'I thought you might like to practice for the weekend,' he whispered which
set me off giggling but he clamped his hand over my mouth. 'Come on... I've
gota need,' he whined. Damn right he had, I could feel his stiff schlong
pressing up against my side as curiuosly enough he was naked. 'Come on,
Amy.'

'Don't call me Amy.' I hissed and shucked my sleeping shorts off and moved
into his arms.

'Orrite,' he mumbled and turned me so that his hot cock pressed against my
legs and then slipped between them. 'What's Paul like?'

'Piss off,' I squeezed hard on his prong which made absolutely no
impression. 'Don't jump in here for my arse and start asking about my
boyfriend.'

'Boyfriend?' He chuckled and put his strong hands on my buns and after that
I was gone. He did me on my back and face to face, I swear he was thinking
about Peter as he shagged but I didn't mind, I was as hard as a rock myself
and I did like my brother as odd as it may seem. He had a big dick, he
fucked well and he had a tight little arse which I was going to plug for
him later. 'You are so tight,' he hissed as he effortlessly slid in and out
on a coating of the faithful sun tan oil.

'Just get on with it,' I hissed clamping my arse and my legs on his
back. 'Fuck me, fuck me...'

He did, he ravaged and savaged until I nearly cum hands free but not
quite. When he cum it was a torrent, the near naked wet bodies must have
got him going and I got the day's pent up passion. If he'd have called me
Peter in the throes I would have slapped him but it didn't come to that. I
lay there with tears in my eyes as I felt his thick brown cock spew his boy
cum up inside me and stroked his sweaty back as he finally lay in me and
his softening cock slowly slid free.

I did him the return favour giving as good as I'd got. He was getting
better now and gettting a bit more vocal. I suppose having two ready made
fucks (with another on the way) was broadening his horizons. As I plunged
and lunged in and out of hit hot slickness he clamped on me and murmured
sweet little nothings like 'fuck me, fuck me' and 'harder, harder', he was
really gone. If I wasn;'t madly in love with Paul I'd have have fallen in
love with my own brother and that is sick... or is it?

The weekend rolled around and Friday was a good day, most of it spent in
and out of the pool and then a long night with my Paul. We were quite like
Romeo and Juliet now only without the Shakespeare, more Island Caprice
style , huump, hump and hump again.

Saturday was practice day which would be followed by a match on the Sunday
in which I wouldn't be playing but Paul would. A curious incident occured
in the showers. There was this other blond kid who initially I'd thought
was some sort of perv, he kept ogling me and giving Paul the lovelorn moo
cow look. Odd but Paul explained later that he was an ex (don't laugh) and
that the kid was probably jealous. The boy's name was Billy and he was
quite sweet, nice lengthy cock and a cute bubble butt as they say over the
pond. He had a tight white arse and I felt vague strrings down below, I
think Paul must have noticed as he gave me a dirty look but then I saw him
talking to this kid later.

'What was all that about?' I asked now quite jealous myself.

'Just making the peace,' He grinned. 'I asked him if he fancied you.'

'That was nice of you,' I sneered just a bit put out but a bit interested
if you know what I mean. Come on, I was shacking up with his brother
overnight if the plans went well so there was leeway there. We might have
had a love job going but we were both willing to shop around a bit. 'What
did he say?'

'I think he's got a case of bum lust?' Paul laughed. 'He's called Billy by
the way... the reason we split up was because he wouldn't go the whole way
and now he's jealous because we do.'

'You told him,' I squeaked.

'Natch, it's not as if he's a stranger... he's not going to grass us
up. Anyway, I told him if he want's to join in it's all the way or
nothing.'

'You going off me?' I suppose I must have sounded like jealous housewife
but hey, this was suburbia, this was where wife swapping and menage a
thingies started.

'Nah,' he punched my arm lightly. 'Never.'

'I wouldn't mind...'

'What about if I tell him we'll go a threesome but everything we're willing
to do he has to do as well.'

'I wouldn't mind...' I repeated, I was weakening.

'Fucking all the way and he takes his turn?'

'A deal,' I grinned. The thought of two boyish white bums in the same bed
was a turn on extraordinaire.

'I'll tell him we'll meet up next week some time.'

'Yeah, let's get over the weekend first,' I grinned.

We didn't get home until around six as we stayed and watched the adult
match in the afternoon. I thought we might have had a grope with Billy
around the back but he got dragged off by his dad early but not before Paul
had passed the word. At least I got a nice big grin as Billy departed so it
looked like things were looking good.

Peter and Paul had been accepted quite easily by mum and dad and why
not. Both our young lovers were clean, all English and polite... the fact
that they were both sex maniacs wasn't polite dinner conversation and never
came up. We all put ourselves out to act as normal teenagers which means
that we kept the groping down to a minimum and shagging on the patio was
definitely a no-no but comes bedtime, now that was another thing.

The arrangement was that Peter would share with Ali and I would share with
Paul the same as the Friday night. The kicker was that as soon as we heard
the parents go to bed Paul would shoot into Ali's via the shared bathroom
and Peter would come in with me. Mission accomplished and partners were
swopped. I was a it nervous as Peter was quite big where it counted but not
as big as Ali so I should cope OK. I just liked him and wanted his thick
white boy cock which must make me a bit of a slut but I didn't care. a
cuddle and a few kisses didn't make a love job, I reserved that for Paul.

It came on as planned, we were laying in our beds and sure enogh the
parents came upstairs just before midnight and I heard them tell the elders
that breakfast would be around ten and then they called the same message
through to us. Thankfully they didn't come into the bedrooms and after a
decent interval I felt Paul slip from the bed.

Have a good night, lover boy.'

'And you,' I kissed him for the lats time and let him go. I was feeling
quite upset for a nano second as that was all the time it took before I
heard the bathroom door squeak a little and Peter's shape hovered over the
bed.

'Move over, sweet pea.' He slipped into the bed and took me into his
arms. He was sweet and loving and we took our time, lots and lots of
kissing and all over. He was like a damn great spider, his arms and legs
were everywhere and by the time it came to it we were well worked up. His
cock which felt huge in the dark was oozing his sweet juice and I got down
and on it taking as much of his hard flesh into my mouth as I could. Paul
had tipped me off that Peter liked to cum early and then take his time with
the proper sex and as we had the best part of nine hours I was happy with
that. Even hapier as he turned in the bed and I nearly screamed as he
managed to take my tight scrotum in his mouth and slide my balls from one
side to the other.

He was dribbling like a dodgy tap and I sucked and swallowed his precum as
he gently fucked into my mouth and fingered my hole finally getting a
finger inside me. That was nice as he now had my erection in his mouth and
was taking it right down so that his nose was in my pubes. We should have
taken our time but we didn't, we went at it like a pair of demented sucker
fish until the inevitable happened, I cum in a massive blast and he
swallowed and gobbled it all. He came a damn sight more and I swallowed
most of it but got some on my face and he rubbed his slimy cock over my
lips and face as we did the giggles bit and reversed in the bed sharing a
cum tainted kiss and more groping. I was a good start to the night and I
don't think we even softened, we stayed as hard as a pair of lovers should
and just lazily humped against each other recovering our strength.

It couldn't have neen more than an hour later, we were spooned up with his
big cock pressed up between my cheeks when he made his first move. He
coaxed me to lie on my belly and parted my legs. Kneeling between them he
ducked his head and I squirmed and bit the pillow as his busy tongue lapped
and licked into my crack. He spread my cheeks and then he was right on my
hole probing and lubricating. Then came the finger in a stirring motion
easing and relaxing and then more saliva and at last he drew clear.

'Wanna try, Amar?'

'Yeah, go on,' I grunted. Try? I wanted it so bad I was nearly crying out
for it.' I dragged a pillow under my groin elevating my arse a bit and
grabbed the other pillows in a death grip. I was ready.

I felt the slippery pressure of his bulbous knob against my sphincter and
then I opened up to allow his slick glans to penetrate. It wasn't as bad as
I'd expected. I had taken my brother Ali and Paul before so I wasn't what
you'd call a virgin. It stretched me and was a bit sore at first but once
he began to move inside me I relaxed and relished the feel of his thick
flesh penetrate me deeper and deeper. I worked with him pushing up to meet
his thrusts and he moaned his pleasure as he sank in until his blond pubics
pressed against my brown bottom. I clamped and sighed my satisfaction as I
felt his central heating inside me start to move slowly and tenderly. He
munched on the back of my neck and spread my legs with his so that my
bottom was elevated onto his thrusts.

It was good, we were rocking and rolling. His thick white cock slid in and
out of my little brown bum and he loved it... so did I. In the end we were
joining in sweaty slaps and he was going like a rabbit and I was pushing
back onto him as hard as I could. The end came when I felt his organ seem
to swell and then he rammed infor the last time and the throbbing and
squirting started. I felt his fluids splash into me and then his organ
moved quite easily on a coating of his own spunk and he pressed on me
virtually screwing me into the bed.

'Jeez, that was good... you were good,' he kissed the side of my mouth as I
craned my head round.  I just clamped on his slimy cock and grinned into
the pillow. If all went well, I'd do him and if things went really well
we'd finish up doing a full frontal in the middle of the night or early
morning. I loved it, I loved him, his brother and my brother. I couldn't
get enough.

'We gonna do frontals later on?' I asked as he gently and carefully slipped
free.

'I hope so,' he rolled me over and kissed me on the lips. 'You have to do
your duty first... if you've got it in you.' He held my erection briefly
and chuckled. He ran my foreskin over my glans and ducked his head lapping
at the bubble of juice. 'Yeah, you've got it in you.' He took me into his
mouth for a bit but not enough to bring me off. Once he felt my balls begin
to rise he smoothed them down and rolled onto his belly parting his
legs. 'Your turn, Amar.'

This was great, as soon as I moved into position I felt my cock twitch and
another bubble of spunk dribbled from it's tip but I put it straight up
against his tautly spread lucker and thrust in. I wasn't bothered about
being gentle, if he could take Ali's big schlong he could take mine and he
did with a groan. His legs came onto my shoulders as I slowly worked my way
into his clinging gut and then they slid down so that they were around my
waist binding me in.

''Aaaah...' I sighed with satisfaction and I leant into kiss him and
pressed my hips in harder untiI I slickly slid into his incredible heat and
his eager hole. He held me tightly returned the kiss and clamping and
easing as I worked my way in as deep as I could and started to fuck. I was
in heaven, apart from Ali this was the biggest boy I'd fucked and he seemed
to be enjoying it, he was as hard as a rock himself which was remarkable as
he'd just done me but I hammered away getting more and more worked up as I
rode him to a climax. He grasped my sweaty buttocks groaning at the end as
I thrust harder and harder until I felt my heat begin to rise. 'I'm
gonna....'

'Yessss....' His teeth flashed as he clamped hard on me and I felt my cum
squirt hotly into his paaageway and then provide a nice slippery and slidey
lube as I offloaded what was left. I collapsed onto his belly and he
stroked my back as I pressed against his erection. He also reached down and
gently grasped and fondled my bottom. I had a vague impression that we were
rolling as I slipped free of his dripping a-hole but when I felt my legs
being raised I panicked, in fact, I got the giggles as he bent my knees
back down onto my chest exposing my own hole. I guess it didn't look too
battered as he pushed up against me and then thrust in on a lube of his own
cum. This one was longer and sweeter. He took his time and fucked me gently
and slowly until I was begging him to go harder and faster, then he did.

It felt like a huge slippery sausage of sorts plunging and lunging into my
gut but stiffer than the normal sausage if you follow. He was fucking me
hard and fast and I just lay there jerking and twitching under his
assault. He came at last but it was messy and we wrapped ourselves in
towels as son as it was done. We lay there in our sexual fug and funk until
we retired to the bathroom to do what had to be done.

If I thought it was all over I was sadly mistaken as he took me again
around dawn time although by this time I had the strength to return the
favour. I think it was pretty safe to say a good night was had by all as
Paul was walking like a jockey when we finally made it down to
breakfast. We did have a bit of a foursome in the afternoon but generally
we were played out. At least I had the pleasure of seeing Peter shag Paul
although he was aslso watching me as Ali was feeding me his big brown cock
at the same time. All in all it was a pretty heavy weekend and we still had
a fair bit of holiday to go. Two sets of brothers in one big happy family,
glorious even if I did have a pretty sore and bashed up fanny to end it all
with.


			      To be continued
			 (One final Chapter to go)


This was going to be the end of this little series but I've decided to do a
fourth Chapter told by Paul... I couldn't let young Billy go to waste could
I?

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