Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2008 04:04:25 -0700 (PDT) From: eames1668 <eames1668@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: Cole Pt. 6 Gay Male Incest "Morning, Cole-sore". "Morning, Yanker." I walked into the kitchen as the late morning summer sun streamed in through the window wall of French doors. A deeply tanned naked Hank sat at the table, drinking coffee and pouring over college course catalogs for the upcoming semester. "You're boned, dude. Feeling horny?" asked Hank. I looked down at my piece, not even realizing that I was throwing wood. My cockhead was swollen, the ridge around the crown thickly prominent, as were the veins running up and down my cock shaft. "Shit!" I laughed, wrapping my fist around my swollen shaft and stroking myself a couple of times. "Piss hard-on. Didn't even know the man was up." Crossing the kitchen, I grabbed a coffee mug from the cabinet, filled it with hot coffee from the carafe that Alex puts out every morning and added milk. No sugar. Neither me or Hank took it. Wasn't on the training diet. My stiff jock rod bounced with every step I took. As I passed Hank he reached over and grabbed my rod. "Want some help with it?" He offered, leaning over and licking my cock shaft it's entire length, then giving my cock head a hard kiss. He sat back in his chair and looked up at me, smiling. "Thanks, bro." I answered, leaning over and planting an equally hard kiss straight on his mouth. The tip of my tongue slipped through his lips. "Gotta wake up first. Maybe in a bit." I ran the flat of my hand down his bulging pecs and over the rippling six pac that lead to his fuckstick. His man sat there, crowned by the pube stubble above it, all meaty and thick, but soft. I sat down next to him at the table. "Where is everybody?" "Dad and Alex are at the stable with Manny. They went over about an hour ago. Think they're having breakfast over there." "Manny's got a great set up above that stable." "Sure does. But don't know why the stable has been empty since Dad let Manny re-do it? Dad doesn't seem too thrilled to actually have horses." "Sort of. Manny's chipping away at him, tho. Would love to ride a big fucking horse bare-assed. Must feel fucking amazing." I said. Hank shrugged. "What are you up to today and tomorrow? Going out to Pasadena to check in. Haven't been in awhile and want to know what I need to get together before school starts. Wanna come with me?" "Sure. Haven't seen Fred in awhile either. It'll be cool." "Good. Then wake up and get your ass in gear." "What about the brother blowjob you offered?" I whined, sipping my coffee. "Too late, bro. Missed your window of opportunity." Hank teased. "Maybe later I'll fuck your ass instead." "Fucking tease!" I whined. Hank got up, leaned down and kissed me again on the mouth. "Want to be on the road in an hour. Come on." +++++ Hank is very precise, so an hour later he was yelling for me to join him in the car. He was taking the Land Rover. It's dark green outside and the windows were tinted so it was very difficult to see inside the car. I didn't really need to bring anything with me - I had all the bathroom stuff I needed already at his place 'cuz of my weekends there. Also had clothes there too. "Cole! Come on, man! Let's move!" yelled Hank from downstairs. I grabbed a pair of khaki shorts, flip-flops and sunglasses, but remained completely bare-assed as I went downstairs. "What the fuck, Cole? I wanna leave!" Hank stood there in shorts also, a t-shirt looped through a back belt loop, flip-flops and sunglasses. "So, let's leave." I started out the side door toward the garage. "You're not wearing anything?" asked Hank, amused. "That's right, bro. Traveling very light. Wanna take the drive nude. Got shorts if I need to throw something on, but want to rock with my cock out." I said as we walked toward the car. I got in, buckled the seatbelt and sat back, wearing nothing but mirrored Ray Ban Aviators. The day was warm, as usual, and I already had a thin film of sweat over my entire body. It just made my muscles pop. Hank walked around to the other side of the car but before getting in he unbuttoned his own shorts, let them fall and stepped out of them. "Two can play that game." he smirked, then got in and buckled up. We set off. The only way you could really see into the car was from dead on and that just made us look like we were both shirtless. No big deal on a hot day. But the idea that we were driving around in our birthday suits started to get to me and my rod plumped up to full mast again. This time, tho, cock-honey bubbled up in my piss slit and a thick clear tear rolled down my dickhead. I rolled the fluid around so my prick shone in the sunlight. "This is fucking getting me hot, man." I said to Hank. "Riding around bare is making me crazy." I started stroking my meat in earnest and tickling my shaved ball sack. "I'm gonna pull a load out." I said matter of factly. "Go for it, dude." "Really? You don't care?' "Fuck, it's hot watching you maul yourself.," laughed Hank. "Makes it tough to drive though, now that you're getting yourself off." I stuck my middle finger in my mouth, got it wet, spread my legs to expose my shaved pucker and started to run the wet digit around my asshole. "Are you gonna finger fuck yourself too?" laughed Hank? I stuck my finger back in my mouth to get it wetter, while continuing to stroke my dick. "Sure the fuck am, bro. Wish it was your cock, tho." I pushed my finger up to my first knuckle inside myself, then turned my hand, digging for my nut. When I felt that hard pleasure button and stroked it, I shuddered and moaned. More cock juice flowed from me. My nips got hard. I felt fucking alive. Fingering and stroking and occasionally moaning, I sat there. Well, not really sitting. I was wiggling my ass to get my finger deeper up inside me, stroking my stalk and, occasionally, pinching either nipple when I'd pull my finger from my ass. It was all driving me wild. Then, all of a sudden, I hit it and a few volleys of thick, white, hot jock juice shot up across my chest. My dick was rock hard when I shot and my cream clung to my smooth, tanned skin. "Fucking hot!" yelled Hank, amidst my own moans and howls. When I'd come down from the slam, I looked over at my big bto, a shit-eating grin on my face. "Whew! Needed that!" "Sure as shit, did, little bro. There's napkins in the glove box." "Fuck that, dude. If you're man enough to make the mess, be man enough to clean it up." I scooped up my jizz with two fingers and started to snack on it. Love the taste of my own spooge. "Want some?" Rhetorical question. I just brought two fingers worth to Hank's mouth and he licked them clean, taking in his little bro's batter. "Ummm.... Just wish I'd gotten it from the source."said Hank. "You know you can any time, fucker. My cock is your cock." I smiled. Now fully cleaned up, with the slight lingering taste of my cum in both out mouths, we finished the drive in contented silence. When we got to the house, Hank punched in the alarm code and the gate swung open. Following the driveway up to house, it turned on itself behind a wall of greenery - palm trees and cactus, mostly, that acts to shield the front of the house and the lawn from cars passing by. We pulled up and got out, still totally nude. As I followed Hank into the house I could hear the tv blaring what sounded like a soccer match. Sure enough, Fred, Hank's housemate and jock ass art college buddy, was sitting in a large easy chair, plugging on a beer and watching ESPN. He, too, was completely naked. He was always naked, and it was because of his love of nudity that Hank and I started hanging naked all the time, then approached Dad about it back that first summer. While he was clearly happy to see us both, he never moved from the chair. "Hey Hank!" yelled Fred, as we entered the living room. "And Cole-sore! What a surprise! Didn't expect you!" "Fraud." I stated, smiling, nodding my head and waving my hand high at him. "Hey Fred!" yelled Hank, crossing over to Fred's chair. At this Fred stood and my bro and his housemate hugged, tightly. Fred's a very muscular guy, just like Hank and me. He's very active with sports, and it shows. Heavy with mass and definition, he has thick shoulders and pecs, a trim waist outlined by bulging and sexy muscles that taper down to a fantastic, wide, hard ass. His thighs are equally thick, and sit atop calves that look like softballs embedded in his legs. Once they broke apart, I crossed the room and Fred gathered me up in the same bear hug. "Good to see both of you! You're both so fucking tan!" he remarked. "Been workin' on 'em all summer long." I answered. "Been workin' on it all over all summer long." laughed Fred, running his hand down my back and across my naked ass. "Ready for another?" Hank called to Fred as he crossed the room, into the kitchen. "Dude, why do you even ask?" laughed Fred, rolling his eyes at me, then polishing off what was left in his beer bottle. He sat back down and lowered the tv volume. I sat on the sofa across from him. Hank came back with the beers, handed one to me and one to Fred. "Thanks, man." said Fred, taking the frosty bottle. "Everything cool at home? How's Jake McKenna? Naked as usual?" It was funny to hear Dad's full name, for some reason. Fred always called him that, even directly to him. Dad thought it was funny too. "As usual!" I piped in, raising my bottle. "He is one cool dude, that Dad of yours. You all still fucking around?" "Yup." answered Hank, with no hesitation. Hank had laid it all out for Fred after he drunkenly let it slip on night that we family fucked. Hank was convinced that Fred would freak after he told him, but Fred didn't. Instead, he took it all in, knowing that no one was being forced to do anything and it was all consensual. He'd since come to the Ten Inch Wood plenty of times and hung naked with the family. He and Manny got on like a house on fire. Fred loved the nude guy time and he was well aware of the monkey business we all got up to, but just wasn't interested in participating. We never did anything in front of him, knowing that he wasn't. But it was all cool, all around. "Shaved yourselves up, too I see." said Hank, pointing his longneck at his beefy Chinese-American housemate. Fred isn't a bear by any stretch, but he never fiddled with what body hair he did have. Never trimmed his pubes and always had a big bush around his thick cock and big balls, a decent patch on his chest and under his arms. It was all gone. He was shaved smooth. "Ha! Was wonderin' when you were gonna ask." he laughed. "Remember that crazy chick from my photo class we tagged last semester?" I looked at Hank. I forget sometimes that Hank goes for the gash, too - what with all the cock he swallows and rides at home. Hank looked at me. raised his eyebrows, pulled on his beer, smiled and turned back to Fred. "Yup." he said. "Why you lookin so shocked there Cole-sore? I know the family hijinx you all get up to and you know I don't give a flying rat's ass about it. But my man Hank and I have been on pussy patrol plenty of times." "I forget sometimes." Was all I said in reply. "Anyway, she had a Midsummer Night's party in June. Went with a couple of guys I've gotten friendly with - you gotta meet 'em. Anyway, the party was pretty wild. The three of us dressed alike. Had these small horns, about so big." He held his fingers apart about four inches long. "Shaved ourselves whistle clean and glued a set of 'em on our foreheads. That was it. Drove to the party bare-assed. Spent the whole time naked." "Fucking fantastic!" laughed Hank. "Was anybody else naked?" "Pretty much everybody, by the end of the night. It was a really warm one. We weren't the only ones to show up naked, but that was pretty much the norm very, very soon." "Any action?" I asked. Suddenly I was re-thinking Pepperdine. Why the hell didn't I go to an art school again? "Oh yea." Fred sighed, running his hand down his chest, across his chiseled six back and down the length of his thick, bald cock. "Plenty. All kinds of things. It was pretty much and all out orgy." "Fucking A!" I sighed. "Sounds hot." "It was." Fred grinned, with a dirty little secret kind of smile. "What'd you get yourself up to, Fred?" asked Hank, throwing a side-ways glance his way. "About 8 inches." laughed Fred, knocking back his beer. He got up to get another round and his cock was hard when he stood up. I'd seen it hard plenty of times - he's got a great piece - but this was the first time I really wanted to taste it. Fred trotted into the kitchen and came back with three more beers. "Come on, dude. Tell." I begged, taking the bottle. "Nothing big. Tagged a chick with this other guy - hulk of muscles with a huge cock. We switched off pounding her twat and ass for a solid hour in front of everybody, outside. She was totally into it. She came like 20 times." "Hot." said Hank. "Did you blow in her?" "Nah. Came later, tho." "Oh?" Fred looked at Hank, took a pull off his beer, grinned sheepishly, then said to our surprise "Ajax or whatever the fuck his name was blew up her ass, then licked her clean while I was reaming her twat. She couldn't take it anymore. When I pulled out, my johnson was slick with pussy juice, so Ajax just leans over and starts sucking on me." "You let a dude give you head?" asked Hank, rather shocked. "Right?" answered Fred, equally amazed. "At first I was freaked out, but then - I dunno - something clicked and I just relaxed. Plus he sucked cock like a motherfucker. I got into it and blew down his throat." "Wow." I said, truly amazed. "There's more." Fred said softly. "Oh?" both Hank and I replied. "When the dude was done, he stood up, grabbed the back of my head and lip locked me. It happened really fast and I was totally freaked but he was so big I couldn't pull myself away. Then I relaxed and got into it." "WHAT? Mackin on a dude? YOU? You're the biggest pussy hound I know!" exclaimed Hank. "Still am, dude and don't you forget it." growled Fred, grabbing his inflated cock and tight balls and shaking them from his sitting position at Hank. "What the fuck - I figured the guy just sucked my cock and swallowed my jizz - so what if I made out with him. Now that it's out, he kinda stuck by me through the rest of the party and we kept making out." Hank shrugged. "Geez, I leave you alone for a few months in the summer and look what happens." laughed Hank. "Welcome to guy love!" I said, holding my beer bottle up in a salute to Fred. "Don't get carried away, Cole-sore." Fred laughed. "It's not like I'm feasting at the sausage buffet. I still prefer seafood." "Speaking of food, I'm starving." I said. "OK, pizza it is!" said Hank, as if anyone had even asked. He got up, grabbed the phone and hit a speed dial number. While he ordered, I turned back to Fred. "Any more guy action since then?" Fred held up an index finger to his lips and winked at me. My eyebrows shot up. Hank hung up the phone and we all made small talk for the next twenty minutes or so. When the doorbell rang, I was in the kitchen getting yet another round. Hank was upstairs and Fred was in the living room, watching the same soccer game he had on when we arrived. Fred answered the door naked. "Hey Don!" he said, swinging open the door. "Come on it and let me get your cash." "Hey Fred."answered Don, a hot, tight college-age kid who clearly had no issue with Fred's nudity, or mine as I walked back into the living room. "Don, this is Cole - Hank's little brother." Don put the warm pizza box on the dining room table and turned to shake my hand. "Not so little." He smiled, looking at my cock. "Thanks, man. Nice to meet you. See a lot of naked people on your route?" "You'd be surprised what I see, man. Naked people are the tamest thing. Plus when you come here, you pretty much know you're gonna see cock. No big deal." Fred returned with the cash, paid Don and he left. Hank came downstairs a few minutes later and we sat, all naked, eating dinner. The rest of the evening was a very lazy one of more beer, more sports and more idle chatter. Before long, we all made our way upstairs to our rooms and called it a night. ++++ The next morning I came down to the kitchen to find Hank and Fred outside on the back terrace. Of course, everyone was still naked. I had grabbed myself a cup of coffee and as I walked out through the sliding glass door I hear Hank say "....I had no idea that you were so serious about it." "Serious about what?" I asked. "Yoga." answered Hank. "Apparently, our boy Fred here has become quite the yoga enthusiast." "Really?" I asked. "Cool. I've always wanted to know about yoga." "For real?" asked Fred, assuming I was just being polite. "No, really. I want to be more flexible - I don't always stretch like I should and while I'm young and it's not really a problem, but I know if I don't start now I will have problems later on." "That's pretty wise, Cole-sore." said Hank. "I'm just about to do my morning exercises. Want to join me? I can show you some basic poses." "Cool!" "Me too?" asked Hank. "Sure." answered Fred. "Let me get some mats. I've got some people at school that I practice with so I keep a few extra mats here in case they need them. We do naked yoga back here." "Cool!" both Hank and I said in unison. Fred laid out two more mats, then proceeded to take us through some basic poses. The stretching and centering and concentrating on the internal energy flow felt a little erotic, but I didn't want to say anything. Fred demonstrated a pose, then as Hank and I tried it, Fred would correct our feet or hand stance, pull up our hips or backsides to maximize the pose. At one point I turned to Hank and couldn't help laughing. "Enjoying yourself, bro?" We both had our hands on the ground, but our backs arched up, legs slightly bent and our feet flat on the floor in a pose called the standing downward dog. Hank's cock was slightly inflated and there was a long string of dick juice dripping from his piss slit and bending slightly in the gentle breeze. Below it was a small puddle of more cock ooze. Hank followed my gaze. "Fuck!" he laughed. "Didn't know that was happening." "No biggie", said Fred. "Happens sometimes. It's just your body releasing fluid." He was standing behind Hank, pulling up Hank's rump. If it weren't yoga practice, someone seeing up would have assumed that Fred was giving both my big brother and me a royal ass fucking. "It's embarrassing!" said Hank. "It's actually kinda hot." stated Fred. Hank and I looked at each other but didn't say anything. "Does mean your enjoying it." said Fred. "So what if you're dripping? Means you're healthy." He walked back in front of us and continued taking us through the poses. After another twenty minutes or so both Hank and I were both boned. Couldn't help it - all the elements, plus Hank's leaking cock added up to wood for me. Fred never said a word. At the end, he had us lay on our backs, close our eyes and concentrate on the energy flow through our bodies. I felt relaxed but sexually charged at the same time. My hard dick pulsed at my crotch. "Place your hand next to your head, twist your body and sit up facing each other." Hank and I did that. We were sitting across from each other, about a foot away. "Now look at each other. Really look at each other. Can you feel the energy flowing between you?" I definitely could and said so. So did Hank. "Great." said Fred. "Now come in closer so that your knees are touching each other." We did as we were told and were about a half-foot from each other. "Now hug. Tightly." We wrapped our arms around each other, my brother putting his head on my shoulder as I did the same to him. I could feel his strong hands against the rippling muscles in my back and was conscious of the same in him. We held each other very closely. "Good. Stay that way for a bit." instructed Fred, quietly. "Feel the energy. Feel the love you have for each other." We continued to hold each other, our hands freely running up and down each other's backs. "Okay, now we're going to go a bit deeper. I want you both to come in closer. But Cole, open your legs and drape them over Hank's thighs." Hank and I looked directly in the other's eyes. When I opened my legs, my cock was rock hard and jutted straight up. My cockhead was shiny with juice. As I was told, I wiggled my ass closer to my brother and positioned my legs where Fred said do. By doing so, I mashed by steel hard, hot cockshaft right up against that of my older brother. Hank, in turn, pushed himself into me, too. "Excellent." said Fred soothingly. "Feel that energy build? Now hug again." Again, we came together, only this time we were practically one. Holding Hank so tightly felt natural and right. I nestled into his neck and took a deep breath. The hot, manly scent that is Hank filled my nostrils. Heady stuff, that. Musky, manly. A real guy smell. Then I realized that Hank was doing the same to me. "Mmmmm...." Hank moaned. "I love your smell." he whispered. I grabbed him harder, pulled him closer and took more of his scent into me. My cock throbbed between our legs. So did Hank's. "Good. Very good." continued Fred in a low voice. "Go with it guys. Enjoy the energy flow." As we continued our embrace, Hank instinctively kissed my neck. I did the same in return. "Go with it, but hold back." instructed Fred. "It's about feeling the energy and letting it take you along." We started touching each other all over. Lightly running our respective hands over the other's tight muscled body. I ran my fingertips over Hank's nipple and his body shuddered. When he did, his head fell back a bit and our mouths were open and next to each other, but not touching. I could feel his hot breath enter my body - my strong, hot, handsome, sexy older brother who I loved with all my heart. And who, I knew, loved me back. We stared directly into each other's eyes again, our hands dancing around each other's bodies. I ground my cock against his and Hank let out a low guttural moan that fell directly into my open mouth. This play was the most erotic dance I'd ever done in my whole life. Hank ground his cock back at me. Our shafts, being slick with juice, slid up against each other. My body shivered and it was my turn to moan out loud. "Good. Go with it." instructed Fred. I heard him sit on a chair behind my back. Hank and I continued the dance. Suddenly, Hank raised his arm and I found myself grinding my face into his armpit, trying to get as much of his musky smell into me as I could. Hank was audibly gasping and moaning the whole time. "Yeah" Hank whispered. "That's right. My little bro is a dirty little piggy. You like that smell, don'tcha?" It was so sexy the way he spoke to me that all I could do was moan my agreement back, the whole time I took long wafts of his smell. I turned my head and our mouths came closer together. He flicked his tongue into my mouth but didn't fill me up with it. We both got what was going on - it was about the erotic sensations, the manly dance, our strength and guyness. It wasn't sex. It was something far sexier. It was intimacy of a level I'd never experienced and my cock throbbed and leaked juice like crazy. "I wanna smell your ass." I whispered to Hank. He let got of me, leaned back and opened his legs. There it was, his beautiful puckered hole - the one I'd fucked countless times before. I bent forward and as I neared his crack I instinctively darted my tongue out. "Don't lick him." instructed Fred. "Just smell him. Get his smell in you." I did as I was told, putting my face into Hank's firm backside, taking in the aroma of him, his ass. Then I moved up to his ball sac and took in the sweaty, heady perfume of his shaved sac and meaty, wet cock. I held my nose in his crotch, just were his cock and balls attached to his hips, pulling in deep, deeps breaths. It was soooo fucking sensual. As I pulled away, Hank sat back up and I re-positioned myself back on his saddle, our cocks masked together again, slicking each other with our flowing juices. "Now, take it slow. Hug again and let it pass. Relax." whispered Fred. Hank and I looked again at each other and our tongues met lightly again, then we clasped each other tightly and sat there, again running our hands over each other. Within minutes we were back at the beginning, feeling each other, moaning, lightly kissing. "Lay back Cole and stretch your legs out." Fred instructed. I followed his lead. "Hank, lay on top of your brother." Hank also followed Fred's instruction. "Cole, put your cock against Hank's abs. Hank, put your cock between Cole's thighs." The second we did this we knew what to do. Hanks started slowly, but built up momentum, fucking my thighs as I squeezed them together to make it tighter for him. As he pushed, his abs massaged my stiff rod. We rocked this way for quite some time, alternately moaning and kissing each other, this time deeply, with full tongue invading each other's mouths. "Fuck!" yelled Hank and suddenly I could feel volley after volley of hot cum shoot against my ass. That set me off, and my own cock swelled, then shot off between us, a couple of my own volleys hitting me under the chin. We were covered in jizz. As the incredible high started to wan, I looked over at Fred who was shooting on himself, thick streams of cum flying up his chest. One shot landed right in his mouth and he closed his lips and savored the taste of himself. Hank collapsed on top of me and we lay there together, catching our breath. "I fucking love yoga, man!" I declared to on one in particular. After a few minutes, we all trotted down the back stairs to the pool, rinsed the sweat and jizz from our bodies under the outdoor shower and dove into the pool, splashing around. Hank climbed out first and plopped down in a lounger, pool water running off his muscles and the end of his cock and shaved balls in rivulets. Fred followed, then me. I joined Hank in a chair, but Fred went upstairs again, not saying a word. When he re-appeared, he had three bottles of chilled water with him. As he made his way back downstairs, I stood up and walked to meet him. "Thanks, man. Appreciate it." I said, reaching for a bottle. "You two need to re-hydrate. Spilled a lot of fluid back there." Fred handed me the bottle and put his arm around me as I turned to walk back to my chair. His hand fell to my naked ass and he cupped my right cheek, but kept his hand on my booty as we walked back. It was strange, and not like Fred at all. I think I dug this new guy. "So what was that all about?" asked Hank, taking the other bottle. "What, the tantric stuff? Another part of yoga. Energy flow - there's a lot erotic about it. Totally into it." "And the guy stuff?" "No biggie." Fred shrugged, then looked at Hank. Hank didn't say a thing. "I've relaxed a bit on some things, Hank. If it feels right when it's happening, let it happen. That's my new motto." "Cool." I sat, sitting down in a chair. "Fred, you amaze me." laughed Hank. We lounged around a bit, getting some sun then both Hank and I decided to shower as it was getting pretty warm outside. We made our way upstairs. Hank followed me into the guest bedroom I always set up shop in and closed the door behind us. "What's going on?" I asked him when we were inside the room. "Geez, I'm gone 3 months and Fred's a whole new person. Yoga, shaved, guy time." "Why you freakin? Isn't like you didn't do it to him when you told him about us, Dad, Alex and Manny." "True. Hadn't thought about it like that." "Does it bother you? He's still Fred. Personally, I think it's kinda hot. I mean, fuck, I always liked Fred, but all this new stuff just makes him more interesting." I lay back on the bed. Hank remained standing next to me. "Nah, not really. I agree - it is kinda hot. All those times we tagged teamed - there were times when I just wanted to reach over and take a taste of his dick." "All those times?" I asked, a bit amazed. "How often did that happen?" Hank laughed. "Fred and I have a bit of reputation around campus. Once word got out, seems plenty of chicks dig the double-stuff." "The double-stuff. Sweet. While I don't want to think about a chick in the middle too much, I totally get it. You know I dig the double stuff too. Especially when it's my big bro and my dad plugging the holes." I looked up at Hank. His cock had plumped up. "That you do, baby bro," smiled Hank. I leaned over and starting licking at the head of Hank's cock. He, in response, started to get harder, which encouraged me to take more of his swelling prong in my mouth. I flipped over on all fours so I could deep throat my brother's dick properly, and immediately went all the way down to his shaved pubes. "Fuck, Cole." moaned Hank. "Suck it." I did as I was told, holding his stiff rod down my throat and running my tongue around the base of his joint. I had so much saliva in my mouth, it was running out in long streams onto the bed. My knees were spread on the bed and I was leaning forward, deep throating Hank, which positioned my ass pretty high up and I knew my hole was exposed, cuz I could feel drafts of cold air from the register in the ceiling blow over it. That chilly caress got me hotter. I was really into giving Hank head and more felt the woosh of air as it blew over my totally exposed ass and hole when Fred suddenly pushed open the bedroom door. "Col.....oh!" was what I heard. I didn't stop eating Hank's thick meat. Not for a second. Hank put his palm against the back of my head and at first I thought he wanted me to stop, but instead he pushed his cock further down my throat. "Cole's sucking my dick, Fred." Hank said evenly. Just stating a fact. "I can see that." I heard Fred answer as he crossed the room and stood next to Hank. "Looks like he's blowing you good, man." "He is. Cole's a fantastic fuck. He's loves sex and he's really good at it." Hank thrust his hips forward, forcing more cock down my throat. I was loving it. I looked up at both Hank and Fred, my mouth stretched full of Hank's throbbing dick. They both smiled down at me. "I've got one fucking hot little brother." moaned Hank. "And I fucking love him." Again he pushed his hips out, fucking my face. "I can see why." said Fred. Suddenly, Fred left my field of vision. He had walked around the bed and I felt his hand on my ass. "You've got a sweet ass, too, Cole. Ok if I touch it?" I sorta grunted my approval and raised my rump up toward Fred. He started running his hand over both muscular mounds, then along my crack, over my hole, and around my balls. My dick was straining beneath me. I was so jacked. "Sweet ass, Cole." said Fred, again. His hand disappeared, then I heard Hank ask "What are you getting you fingers wet for, Fred?" "Makes it easier to get inside your little bro, man," growled Fred, returning his hand to my backside, then he started to probe with his saliva soaked fingers. As they played with my man hole, I instinctively pushed back against them, letting them slip into me. "Yeah!" moaned Fred. "Fucking hot, Cole. Like getting these piggies up your hole, dude? Yeah!" He continued to finger me. I continued to suck on Hank's prong. "Can I fuck this hole, Cole?" Fred asked, with a husky, low voice. "Can I fuck this sweet ass of yours? Huh? Can I, dude?" His thick digits slipped easily in and out of my chute. Before I could answer Hank fed me more of his cock by pushing my face into his crotch, then said. "You wanna fuck my brother, Fred? Is that what you want to do?" "Fuck yeah, Hank. He's hot for it. Look as his ass open up for me. These finger's ain't enough. You bro wants dick. Thick cock pounding away at his pussy. Don't you Cole?" Hank released the back of my head so I could moan my approval. I wasn't letting my brother's cock out of my mouth. "Do you want me to fuck you, Cole?" asked Fred, directly. I popped Hank's meat from me, grabbing his shaft at the base so his cock head swelled, lapped at it with my tongue and said, "Fuck yes, Fred. I want you to fuck my ass." Then I stuck Hank's joint back in my mouth and continued to chow. "Lucky you." said Hank to Fred. "He wants you to dick him." Hank moaned as I deep throated him. As I feasted on Hank, I heard a drawer open, then felt cold goo being spread around and in my hole. Fred was lubing me up, then I heard a rip and a condom packet flew by me, landing on the floor across from us. I kept sucking my brother's cock. "Ok, Cole. Here's it comes." I felt Fred rub his sheathed cockhead over my hole a few times. While I prefer naked dick up my ass, I only let Hank, Dad, Alex and Manny up there with nothing covering their slammers. I was glad that Fred knew the drill, although I doubted it was done just for me. Fred's no dummy. He started to push his rod against me. I pushed back against it, and it he slid in pretty easily. "FUCK, FRED!" I groaned, as he filled me with his cock. It felt so good to have him in me. My cock strained even bigger, oozing goo onto the bed. "Fuck my ass, fucker!" "Doin' that, Cole. Can't you feel it?" asked Fred, pulling himself completely out of my hole, then pushing himself all the way back in, then pulling himself out again and repeating the plunge. I was in fucking heaven. Didn't know if it was because he preferred pussy, but Fred knew how to fuck, and it felt amazing. "Oh, man!" I groaned, stroking Hank's cock while Fred dicked me. "Keep it going!" "That's the plan. Gonna pound your man pussy, Cole. Gonna make you cum big time." Fred pushed his hips into my ass, getting his cock as far into me as possible. He started a regular fuck rhythm while I went back to sucking on Hank. All of a sudden, Fred leaned forward and put his head next to mine, but still continued his assault on my ass. "Wanna see you eat your big bro's meat." growled Fred. "Fucking sweet, watching you two fuck around. Yeah. Cole. Deep throat Hank's pud. You're full of cock, aren't ya, Cole? Full of fucking cock." teased Fred, as his dick slid in and out of my open hole. I moaned my agreement, trying to get more of Hank's slimy shaft down my throat. Hank groaned louder as I tried. "Full of guy cock." whispered Fred in my ear, then he stuck his tongue where his words just went. It made my body shiver and I let go of Hank's dick so suddenly that it slapped against his flat abs. "Uhhhh.....fuck, fuck, fuck!" I whimpered. Fred continued to dick my backside and lick out my ear. Then he stopped. I turned to look at him, wondering why. When I did, our eyes met and Fred was locked on to me, all the while sliding his cock in and out of my ass. I lifted myself up a bit and pushed back against him as he pushed into me. He went really deep up my chute and moaned when he did. Then he leaned into me and lip locked me, pushing his tongue into my mouth and really started going to town. We tongue fucked for a couple of minutes, then Fred broke away. "Sweet!" he said, smiling at me. I was speechless. Suddenly, Hank dropped to his knees in front of us. When he did that, Fred turned to look directly at Hank. Hank leaned in and lip locked Fred, repeating the tongue battle that we'd just done. When they broke the lock, Hank said "bout fucking time. I've wanted to do that for ever." Fred smiled at him. Fred again smiled at Hank and continued to fuck me, pushing my ass down to get his cock in deep again. Then he reached under me to play with my tight balls. "You good, Cole?" Fred asked. "Oh yeah!" was all I could say, pushing my ass against Fred. Fred turned back to Hank and kissed him again, pulled away and turned toward me and kissed me again. Hank stood up, and when he did his cock was in both Fred and my face. I was just about to stuff my brother back in my mouth when Fred pushed himself against me, buried his dick up my ass, and took Hank's dick into his mouth. "Fuck!" yelled Hank, not believing what Fred was doing. Fred sucked Hank's joint a bit more, then released it. Hank fell back to his knees and his mouth latched onto Fred's again in a deep, aggressive probe. Hank pulled himself away from Fred, sort of flipped himself over and wiggled beneath me so that we were in a classic 69. My cock was screaming and when Hank sucked me into his mouth, I knew I wasn't going to last long. I clamped my own mouth down on Hank's shaft to buy me some extra time. Fred pulled away, leaned back up but never took his cock fully out of my ass, just kept fucking. When he was back on his knees he picked up speed and I felt his shaft thicken even more. Before he had the chance to shoot in me, he pulled out, peeled off the slimy rubber, tossed it aside and stroked himself a couple of times until he exploded in a rain of thick cum across my back and ass. But, with his free hand, he'd slipped 2 fingers in my ass when he pulled his cock from me and continued finger fucking me while he blew his wad. I couldn't take it anymore and blew in Hank's mouth. Before I was done, Hank returned the favor and blew his load into mine. When we were done, we let go of each other's dicks and I scooted back a bit, my back and ass still slick with Fred's goo. I looked down at Hank and our mouths met, both kissing and snowballing. All of a sudden Fred was next to us, so I broke the kiss, a thin stream of saliva and cum dripping from my lips, turned toward Fred, pressed my mouth against his and pushed mine and Hank's mixed jizz into Fred's mouth. We kissed for a bit, then broke, and Fred leaned forward and did the same with Hank, taking from him the snowball Hank offered. When we broke we all laid there for a minute, catching our breath and reeling on what just happened. "Good to see you two again." smiled Fred. "Guess some things have changed, huh?" "Yeah, for the better!" said Hank. We pulled ourselves apart and went to shower.