Date: Wed, 15 Jan 2014 16:37:06 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Brother Dylan

My Brother Made Me

        I (Landon) am not going to sit here
and tell you
that life is unfair, however, being the youngest child with
an older brother pretty much sucks (in more ways than one).
It wasn't always like that, just once my brother hit
puberty, which that was three years ago.  You see my brother
(Dylan 16 yrs old) is now a sophomore in high school and
pretty much the shit at school already.  I guess it doesn't
hurt that he is 6'2, 175lb, blond hair with blue eyes, and
like no body fat what so ever. Almost forgot, he is the
starting third baseman for his school's baseball team and
reigning state champs.  I mean the fucker can do no wrong!
I know I sound like a whiney little bitch right now, but
you'll soon understand why.  Let me just clarify something
up first, I am just as athletic as he is.  I've been playing
soccer for like 8 years, and now at the age of 14, I'm
pretty fucking good.  I have been on the under 16 select
team for two years now.  And in the looks department, I am
just as good looking as Dylan.  I stand 5'10", 135lb, brown
hair, and the same blue eyes as my brother.  Now that we got
that out of the way, lets get to why my brother has been an
asshole to me for the past three years.

Like I said, once puberty hit, Dylan changed into such a
different person.  Dylan hit puberty at the age of 13, which
would have made me 11.  It seemed once he saw his first
curly hair, he stopped being a kid, and thought he was too
old to play GI Joe's with his kid brother.  He started to
get mean towards me and was always calling me a little
fucking kid and baby.  I could've dealt with the verbal
abuse, but everyone once in a while a blow to the head or
shoulder and I was down on the ground crying, while he stood
over me laughing and calling me a baby.  I probably should
have told my parents, but that would have just pissed Dylan
off more; so I just took this type of punishment for the
next three years.  It wasn't until his sophomore year that
the punishments changed for the worse.  Dylan had always
date girls since the eighth grade, but it wasn't until his
sophomore year that things started to get more physical
(sexual) with the girls and me.  It always seemed that if
Dylan didn't have a girl over, he had his two fucking lecher
friends, Mark and Derek, over talking about girls.  Since
our parents didn't get home until 6 or 7 at night, Dylan
took advantage of this regularly after his practices or
during the off-season.  I've had to listen to Dylan fuck
girl after girl for about month, but today was different.
Today was the day that changed everything.  I was seating in
the living having a protein shake and watching SportCenter
when in walked Dylan and some girl named Susie.  Dylan went
into the kitchen to fetch them something to drink and Susie
headed towards me.  She started to talk to me, but before
she could say anything Dylan walked in and said, "Don't talk
to him, he's a pussy."  "Fuck you!" I shouted back.

Next
thing I knew came the hand of Dylan on the back of my head.
"Fucker!" was the only thing I could do.  So up stairs went
Dylan and his next victim, Susie.  Just like I had done a
million times before it seemed, I went up to the top of the
stairs to listen in on the fuck fest I was sure was about to
happen.  I know what you're thinking, but come on, you can't
blame me, and I'm a horny 14 year-old boy.  I know it's my
brother and all who is doing the fucking, but I try and
imagine that it's two complete strangers who I've just
happened to stumble upon them doing the nasty.  It usually
works, and most of the time I end up blowing a nice wad in
my hand and then run downstairs to the bathroom to wash up.
However, on this day once I got to the top of the stairs,
the noises were not the same, it sounded more like arguing.
"Why do you have to be such an asshole to him all the time?"
complained Susie.  "Can we just drop it," replied my
brother.  "Stop it!" demanded Susie. "I'm fucking out of
here."  All the sudden my brother's door flew open, and
Susie was making her way towards me on the stairs.  I
quickly jumped up, as Susie made her way past me.  Dylan
came running out with his shirt off and pants unbuckled, I
couldn't help the grin that was forming on my face as he
struggled to caught up to her and apologize, "Come on Susie,
I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." It didn't work, and with a
"Whatever!" and a slam of the door Susie was gone.

       My brother just stood there by the door
all
dumbfounded as to what just aspired.  You think with all the
abuse I've dealt with for the past three years I would have
known better, but something inside me couldn't resist, and
the next thing I knew a voice filled with sarcasm spoke, "Oh
did poor Dylan get the shaft. What happened couldn't get it
up?" I started to laugh when Dylan turned to face me.  "You
little fucker, it's all your fault!"  Dylan took the stairs
two at a time and grabbed my by the shirt and pulled me into
his room.

"Fucking let me go!" I shouted. He released me, and when I
looked up I could see the hate and red in my brother's eyes.
He turned to face the mirror on the wall, his muscles all-
bulging from having dragged me into his room.  His pants
were still unbuckled and some sweat ran down his smooth
chest.  Looking into the mirror he finally spoke.

"It's all your fault..." he replied again.  "..And since it
is your fault that Susie is not here sucking my fat cock,
you are going to pay!"

I was on the floor leaning against my brother's bed, not
aware of what he had in store for me.  He slowly turned to
face me, and for the first time I was staring at my
brother's body all ripped with hatred.  The rest of his
torso was as smooth as his chest except for the happy trail
that made its way down his V-shaped waist and into his
pants.  A little smug smile made its way upon Dylan's face.

"Wh--What do you mean?" was all I could muster.

He said it again this time all coy, "It's all your fault,
and since it is your fault that Susie is not here sucking my
fat cock, you are going to pay."  The whole time he repeated
this statement he was kneading his crotch and looking into
my eyes. Once it dawned on me what my brother had in mind, I
immediately freaked out.

"You're fucking nuts! There is no fucking way!"

He just laughed at me and said, "As if you even have a
choice in the matter." And with that, he grabbed my hair and
pulled my face into his jean-covered crotch.  Grinding his
hips back and forth.  I could smell his aroma just pouring
out of his jeans, all the while his cock started to grow.  I
kept trying to fight my way out of this predicament I found
myself in.

"Stop flailing your fucking arms around and hold still. I'm
only going to say this once little bro, so you better as
well listen carefully.  You can keep fighting all you want,
but THIS is going to happen whether you like it not.  So
that being said, just relax, sit there with your little
mouth open, and take my cock."

He released my hair only so he could step out of his jeans.
I couldn't help but look up at my brother now, who was
standing there in his A&F boxer briefs.  The light from his
bedroom made his muscles and body look tighter than ever.  I
found myself looking at his bulge, which was right in front
of me now.

"Come on Dylan, I'll do anything else. I'll...I'll do your
chores for a month! Please."

Dylan just laughed and moved closer to me.  Again he grabbed
my hair and brought my face to his crotch, grinding his
growing cock on my face.  "Mmmmmm... ." Dylan moaned,
"Little bro's getting me all hard and shit." I was going to
speak, but with his crotch in my face, it would have done no
good.  Dylan stopped grinding my face and while looking down
at me, he began to rub his thumb on my lips.  "Open your
mouth little bro," he demanded.  When I didn't respond.  He
pulled his arm back and.... WHACK! He made contact with the
back of my head.  "I'm not asking you fuck head, I'm telling
you!"  This time when I began to speak, he jammed his thumb
into my mouth.  I choked a little bit out of sheer
amazement.  Dylan starting playing with mouth and telling me
to suck his thumb like a Popsicle.  Since I knew there was
nothing for me to do, I obeyed my brother and started
sucking his thumb.  While I sucked on this thumb, Dylan
continued to play with his cock through his brief.  After
what seemed like an hour of sucking his thumb, Dylan exited
my mouth a big POP! He stripped off the briefs and stared
into my eyes and said, "You ready for my dick little bro?"
His thick, hard seven-and-half inch member was now throbbing
and pointing straight-ahead, right at my face.  With a moan
and squeeze, a little drop of pre-cum formed on the end of
his cock. Dylan told me to come and get it, to lick his pre-
cum off the head of his fat cock.  I couldn't move. All I
could do was gawk at my brother's cock.  It looked fucking
amazing to me. All hard and fat. I was the first dick I had
seen up close other than my own, and it just seem to beg me
to slip it into my hot mouth.  I was so scared as to what
would happen if I did take his cock in my mouth.  Would I be
able to suck it without gagging or getting sick? Would I
enjoying it and become a fag? Would I have to swallow my
brother's...Just then Dylan's voice brought me out of my
daydream.   "Bro, stop staring at it and just slide it into
that wet mouth of yours.  Don't make me force you!"  That
last statement brought me back to the harsh reality.  I,
Landon Johnson, was about to suck my older brother's junk. I
placed my left hand around the thick base of my brother's
cock and slow brought my mouth towards it.  The heat coming
off his cock made my mouth water.  His pre-cum started to
drip alone the purple head, and with that I engulfed the
head of my brother's cock.  My brother moaned in response to
my action.  I began to circle my tongue around the head,
getting the rest of the pre-cum off.  To my surprise it
didn't taste that bad.  In fact his juices tasted sweet, all
most like honey.  His moans continued and they seemed to egg
me on.  It was as if they were encouraging me to continue
the wonderful job I had started.  I took more of his cock
into my mouth.  Getting about only half way down before I
needed to come up for air.  While catching my breath, I let
my tongue explore the whole length of his shaft, and the
oval shaped golf balls hanging low.  Again moans crept out
from my brother's mouth.

"That's it... Lan,.. lick...that
fat...cock...Oh...God! Yeah...put those...balls
into your mouth. You're...fucking doing
an...awesome job."

I again placed his cock into the realm of my
mouth.  Slurping up and down.  I started to get
a nice little rhythm going, when I felt my
brother's hand glide to the back of my head.  He
didn't push harder; he just simply rested his
hand there, and slowly began moving his hips
forward.  This caused more his cock to penetrate
my mouth even further.  I remained on my knees
as my brother's cock attacked my mouth in and
out, I felt it begin to expand in my mouth, and
I knew for jacking off what was about to happen.

"Don't fucking move a muscle.  If you move, I'm
going to blow, and I'm not done with your hot
mouth yet."

So for the next minute or so my brother and I
stood motionless, with his cock resting in my
mouth.

Finally he took the monster out of my mouth and
went to his bed. He got on his back with his
head resting on the pillows, and his pole rising
higher than ever from his midsection.  He
ordered me to get in between his legs and finish
him off.  As I made my way back up, I couldn't
help but take in how my brother looked lying on
his bed all naked and stiff.  His solid, smooth
body glistened with sweat.  I started exploring
his body with my hands, running them along his
firm legs and up towards his six back abs.  Next
I found his nickel sized nipples, and gave them
a quick pinch. Moans poured out of my brother's
mouth as if he was lost for words, but finally
he spoke.

"Stop teasing me little bro'. I want to feel
that hot mouth of yours on my cock again."

The calm way he said those words made me want
to please him, to make him cum.  So I hungrily
devoured his cock, bobbing up and down with both
my mouth and my left hand, while my right played
with his balls.  Every now and then I would just
suck on the larger than life head.  Again
tasting the sweat nectar.  I wasn't sure how
much longer my jaws could last, so I picked up
my speed.  This caused my brother to become for
vocal,

"Oh...fuck! YEAH...suck my fat COCK...you little
BITCH!  That's right... take it in... you little
FAG!"

The next thing I knew I was on my back with my
brother's body hovering over me, while he
pounded his cock in and out of my mouth.  This
assault on my mouth last for another five
minutes or so until finally my brother couldn't
take any longer.

"Oh fuck.. little bro'.. I'm goin' fucking
blow... yeah keep sucking...here it comes...here
it comes...SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTT...FUCK..FUCK...FUCK!!!
!!!!!"

And with that, my brother took his cock out of
my mouth, spraying his load all over my face.
His cum was so warm it freaked me out.  He
continued to linger over my face, milking all
the juices he could out of his man-cock.  I just
lying there, not knowing what to do or say, when
I felt my brother's hand grab and head full of
hair and force his milked cock back into my
mouth.

"Lick my cock clean!" was all he said.

I was surprised it didn't taste weird or salty
from all that cum that poured out.  Again moans
escaped my brother's mouth.  His cock started to
respond to my cleaning treatment, and with in
seconds he was hard as before.  But this time I
didn't finish him off.  He took his hard member
out of my mouth and slapped me with it.
"Fuck... you can't get enough of me can you?" he
said laughing as he climbed off me.

I sat up and couldn't help but stare at his
incredible body.  I was in one of my trances
when I hear him speak.

"Get the FUCK out of my room, cock-sucker!"

Over come with humiliation (and cum), I got up
as fast as I could, quickly making my way to the
door, but not before his final remarks.  From
these remarks I knew my live was never going to
be the same again.

"Hey little bro'....I think Mark and Derek are
going to enjoy this too!"

I think Mark and Derek are going to enjoy this too!"
With those words still ringing clearly in my mind, I ran
to the bathroom to clean myself off.  Once in the
bathroom, ironically the one my brother and I share, I
looked in the mirror.  The look of terror was written all
over my face. As I stare at my reflection, I finally
notice my brother's cum caked all over my face and in my
hair.  I start to feel my stomach turn and rush to the
toilet and begin to throw up. Once done, I immediately go
back to the mirror and just stare and myself. This time
tears flow from my eyes. I'm not sure as to why I have
these tears. Are they from me violating the toilet moments
ago? Are they from what just happened with my brother? Or
worse, from the fact that deep down I realize his cock
didn't taste all that bad?  My little daydream was broking
from the sound of my brother banging on the bathroom door.

"What the fuck are you doing in there! Are you spanking
the monkey little bro'?"

"Fuck off Dylan, just leave me alone!"

He just started laughing and began making his way
downstairs, but not before he yelled, "You better get used
to it cock-SUCKER!" I knew my parents would be home soon
and I needed to clean up, so I turned on the shower and
began to strip.  Before shedding my clothes, I again
looked back into the mirror, this time I noticed my
brother had not only shot his load on my face, but also my
favorite Aeropostale shirt. "Asshole."  I quickly
discarded my shirt and pants revealing my smooth tan body.
Standing there in my light blue boxer briefs, and being
the narcissist that I am, I let my hands roam all over my
well-developed body. Soccer really had its benefits. I
quickly came to my senses and shedded the briefs and
hopped into the shower.  The warm water felt wonderful on
my skin, and I quickly lost trace of time because the next
thing I knew, I heard a knock on the door and my father's
voice.
"Landon? Buddy, you okay?"

"Uh...yeah dad, I'm fine...I'll be out in a sec."

"Alright buddy, dinner is ready."









"Fuck, how long was I in the shower," I say to myself.
I quickly dried off, hurried to get dress and made my way
downstairs for supper.  Since my parents are old fashion,
we eat every supper together at the dinner table. Once I
was finally seated, both my parents asked if I was all
right. And being the complete asshole he is, my brother
replied, "Yeah little bro', you okay?"

Glaring at my brother, I told my parents I must have eaten
something bad (Dylan's cock) but nonetheless I was fine.
For the most part, the rest of dinner went along as usual,
excluding the blowjob motions my brother would make with
his hand and mouth when my parents weren't looking.  And
just like always, my brother and I had to clean up the
table and do the dishes, while my parents went to relax
and talk about their day in the living room.  I had just
started the water, when my brother came up behind me
grabbing my hand and forcing into his shorts.

"I can't wait for another blowjob tonight before bed!"


His cock felt warm against my hand and slow started to
come to life, but I hastily took my hand out of his shorts
and began to whisper, so as not to draw attention to us,
and I told Dylan there was no way in hell I was ever doing
that again.  But just like earlier in the day he replied
with a laugh, "As if you have a choice." Without any more
incidents, we made swift work of the dishes.  I rushed
into the living room once we were done, not wanting to be
alone with my brother, but not before he told me he would
be expecting a repeat performance once mom and dad were in
bed. I sat and pretended to read a magazine trying to
figure away out of this, while my parents sipped wine and
continued talking about their day. Unfortunately the
nighttime hours flew by, and my dad finally said I should
be heading upstairs and getting ready for bed. When I
heard the voice of my dad, it was then I realized I
totally blew off doing my homework. Oh well with
everything on my mind who could blame me.  Knowing what
was waiting for me upstairs I reluctantly told both my
parents goodnight and headed for disaster.


Just as Frodo and Sam trudged their way to Mount Doom, I
began my dangerous journey upstairs. However, luck seemed
to be on my side for once, when I noticed that my
brother's door was shut and knew this was going to be my
only opportunity.  I could make my way to my room without
brushing my teeth or washing my face, or I could head for
the bathroom and pray to the heavens above he doesn't hear
me.  With those being my only options, I quietly meandered
my way to my room locking the door behind me.  Quickly
undressing I went to bed and hoped I would fall asleep
fast. It must have worked because the next thing I
realized it was a little past two in the morning, when the
sound of my brother raping my door awakened me.  The
rattling of the door handle didn't last too long, he must
have detected he was being too loud and didn't want to
wake our parents. Before heading back to his room he
merely whispered, "Oh little bro' you shouldn't have done
that."

Unable to stop my heart beating in my throat, I laid awake
for the next three and half hours contemplating as to what
my brother was going to do to me once he had me alone.
Not wanting to find out, I made my way into our bathroom
that we shared and quickly took a shower and got ready for
school. Since I hadn't done my homework the night before,
I went downstairs to the kitchen to finish it while I ate
a bowl of cereal.  The fact that I knew my parents would
be down soon and heading off to work would help me avoid
my brother at all cost.  Convincing my parents as to why I
was up so early was harder than I realized.  For the first
time in my life, I hated the fact I was an "A" student.
But finally with much persuasiveness I told this enormous
lie that I had fallen behind in school (won't bore you
with all those details).  Basically all my parents said
was that they were glad I was taking responsibility for my
poor decisions, and they would be delighted to take me to
school early so I could caught up.



I kept up this precaution for the rest of the week, as
either my mom or dad would drop me off early at school.
It also helped that Dylan and I were not at the same
school. I even managed to get out of doing the dishes with
Dylan, by persuading my parents to quiz me while we did
the dishes together. A couple of times during supper my
parents would even tell my brother he should take a page
from my book, and study a little harder.  He would just
simply smile and sarcastically say, "Not everyone can be
the HEAD of the family, when it comes to brains."  But
just as all good things come to an end, mine fell like a
ton of bricks on Thursday night.


Thursday night


By the time it was Thursday night, I soon realized how
quickly the week was flying by.  It never fails, when you
are trying to avoid someone time flies by like no other.
My mom and I were in the kitchen making dinner and
studying for a math test (which I really didn't need help
on) when Dylan came in.

"Hey mom, I grabbed those suitcases out of the attic like
you asked."

"Thanks sweetie!"

Did I just hear that correctly, suitcases, attic, what the
fuck! "Why do you need the suitcases from the attic, mom?"


"Oh, your father and I are going to Seattle for one of his
conferences. Don't worry, we'll be back on Sunday, so I
can continue helping you study for that math test, but for
the life of me I can't understand why you didn't ask your
brother to help you out."

"Yeah little bro'. Why didn't you ask me?"

I felt my face getting red and all I could manage was, "I
just...figured you...had your own work to worry about."
And being the dick face he was, my brother retorted, "Come
on Lan, you know I WOULD always make time for you little
bro'."

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. At that exact moment I knew I was done.
I couldn't eat my dinner, and I told my parents I wasn't
feeling very well and asked if I could be excused from the
table, so I could go lie down.  Once they said I could, I
raced up the stairs like Barry Bonds looking for a needle
full of steroids. Once I locked my door and was in the
confines of my bedroom, I began screaming in my pillow.
Even though my parents were only departing for two nights,
the endless possibilities of what Dylan was going to do to
me filled my mind, and I fell asleep.

Friday-Morning:



Dylan's sixteen-year-old, 175 pound, hard smooth naked
body continued to hover over me.  He kept hammering his
throbbing seven-and-half inch manhood deep within the
dominion of my mouth. His thrusts became more forceful and
violent in nature.  Moans would escape from his mouth with
every backwards plunge, and he constantly repeated....

"Oh...fuck YEAH...suck my fat COCK...you little
BITCH! That's right...take it in...you little FAG!  Hey
little bro'....I think Mark and Derek are going to
enjoy this too! Oh...fuck YEAH...suck my fat COCK...you
little BITCH! That's right...take it in...you little FAG!
Hey little bro'....I think Mark and Derek are going to
enjoy this too!"

I can start to feel his rigid cock swell even bigger and I
know what this means, he going to cum; however, before he
gives me the preverbal money shot I suddenly wake up.  All
covered in sweat, I try to catch my breath.

"Fuck, I'm dead!"  I look at the clock, and it's just past
five in the morning.  I got up and made my way to the
bathroom to take a shower and get ready for school.
Staring at myself in the mirror all I can do is mumble
"This is going to be the longest weekend of my life, I
just now it." And with that, I jump in the shower.  Once
dressed and ready for school, I make my way downstairs and
wait for my parents to drop me off before they head out to
the airport to catch their flight. The day at school
seemed to finish quicker than a teenage boy losing his
virginity. Saying goodbye to my friends, I set my sails
for home.  I wasn't even a block away from school when a
2005 black Dodge Durango with the music blasting and
tented windows pulls up next to me.  I glance over to see
if I notice anyone in the car, but with the tented
windows, I'm unable to make out anyone...suddenly the
passenger side window starts to roll down.  And there in
the front seat is my brother, Dylan.

"Hey little cocksucker, you want a ride?"

"Fuck you!"

With that, the car screeches to a halt and my brother and
his friend Derek, (who is a year older at 17 and is the
starting linebacker, he stands about 6'3 weighting around
190-200, all fucking muscle, brownish blonde hair and
hazel eyes) jump out and force me into the backseat. As
I'm thrown in the backseat laughter fills the car as Mark
(who plays baseball with my brother, has a slimmer built
and is also 17, 6'0 165, black hair with green eyes) makes
his way down the street. Silence fills the car for only
seconds when my brother opens his big fucking mouth.

"So little bro' I was just telling Mark and Derek what a
wonderful obedient cocksucker you are. And I thought...
wait I mean...I KNEW you would just love to show them your
new skills."

Without even waiting for a response, Derek grabs me by the
hair and forces my face into his crotch. Only grinding
against my face a couple of times, he quickly releases me.
Pushing me off the seat, Derek begins to yell,

"Get on the fucking floor in front of me, and take out my
cock!"

Once on the floor of the Durango, I start to reach for
Derek's pants, but for some reason he slaps my hands away
and starts to laugh.

"What the fuck do you think your doing?  You have to ask
my permission.  I mean...you can't go around grabbing at
peoples crotches without asking.  Didn't your parents
teach you any manners?"

Between Derek's words and the laughter filling the car,
my face felt like fourteen different shades of red.
Unable to think clearly, I just sat there on my knees,
when from the front seat came my brother's hand, WHACK!

"Landon, mom and dad raised you right, so ask Derek
nicely if you can unbutton his pants and suck his
manhood."

Again I could feel my face turning red, and I just sat
in between the spread eagle legs' of Derek and began to
stare a hole through his body.  Derek looked all relaxed
with a smile on his face and hands behind his head
awaiting the blowjob he knew I was about to give him.  I
must have taken to long to respond because again the
hand of my brother made contact with the back of my
head.

"I'm not going to tell you again Lan."

"Derek...may I please...unbutton your jeans...so I can
su...suck your dick?"

Not leaving his comfortable position, Derek muttered, "I
don't know...you really don't seem all that interested
in sucking me off."  Again, my brother's hand whacked me
and Dylan told me to ask again, but this time I better
sound as if I really want Derek's cock in my mouth or
I'm gonna get it.  Not wanting to meet the wrath of my
brother I asked Derek again.

"Derek...I really need your manhood deep inside my
mouth. Please allow me the honor of sucking your hot
cock."

A huge smile filled Derek's face and he replied,
"Landon, it's all yours buddy!"

And with that, shaking hands and all, the journey and
exploration of Derek began.

"Derek...I really need your manhood deep inside
my mouth. Please allow me the honor of sucking
your hot cock."

A huge smile filled Derek's face and he replied,
"Landon, it's all yours buddy!"

And with that, shaking hands and all, the journey
and exploration of Derek began.




Part 2 of My brother made me continues..

My hands were shaking so bad I felt like a crack
whore awaiting her next hit. Again I allowed my
hands to reach for the belt and buttons of
Derek's pants.  I was praying that Derek would
slap my hands away again; however, this time my
prayer went unanswered.  Not wanting to see this
mammoth linebacker get upset, I leaned in and
began manipulating his crotch with my mouth, as
my hands undid his belt and top two buttons.
Derek raised his ass off the seat, and I quickly
pulled the pants to his ankles.

"Hold on a sec. Lan, I want to get more
comfortable and really enjoy this."

And with that, Derek lifted off his shirt,
exposing his muscular smooth chest.  I felt the
drool running out of my mouth and my knees go
weak. I just sat there staring at the football
god in front of me; everything in my mind
suddenly went blank.  I don't understand why, but
at that very moment, all I could think of was
giving Derek uncontrollable pleasure.  The type
of pleasure all those porn stars fake on every
video I've every seen.  Again I went straight for
his crotch, but this time more like a hungry
animal instead of a forced nervous cocksucker.
His orange and yellow boxer briefs started to get
wet; however, to my surprise I was getting no
response from his cock.  Bound and determined to
change that, I placed my fingers along the
waistband forcing the briefs to join the pants
along his ankles.  Just like Derek's chest, his
pubic area was completely bare.  I grabbed the
lifeless penis with my hand and began to stroke
it.  Pulling it back and forth, it felt wonderful
to the touch, but it remained limp. Sticking out
my tongue I made contact with the warm skin,
licking the entire cock up and down a couple of
times before placing the head into the depths of
my mouth.  Finally all the CPR paid off and I got
a response, it began to expand.  The feeling of
making Derek's cock grow in my mouth, gave me
Goosebumps all over my body. I began nursing his
cock like it was the only source of food I would
ever get again.  At last the
linebacker's cock rose to its full potential, a
nice six-andhalf inch meat stick that was at
least three inches in
width.  Not only was Derek's cock finally
responding but he himself became more vocal as
well.

"Fuck yeah, damn Dylan, you weren't fucking
around when you said your little brother could
suck some cock.  Oh yeah... keep sucking that
cock...fuck yeah...lick my balls Lan, lick my
balls."

As if he really needed to ask.  I did as I was
told, and began sucking on the average size
balls.  This was probably the only thing about
Derek that was average.  Just then I heard a
load honking sounds and I was thrown up against
one of the doors in the backseat as the Durango
jetted violently to the right.

"Watch what the fuck you are doing, Mark!"
shouted my brother.

"Sorry guys,"

"Relax Mark, you'll get your turn next as long
as you don't kill us!" came the voice of Derek
from the backseat. "Landon, get off the floor
and get back on my hard cock!"

Wanting to please Derek, I did what I was told.
Again I devoured his cock, this time with a
little more ease and a lot more help from Derek,
who now had both hands on the back of my head
forcing his entire cock to disappear down my
throat.  Even though I gagged a couple of times,
the forcefulness of Derek didn't subside; in
fact, I think it egged him on.

"Yeah choke on the dick...you know you like it!"

I tried to get used to his new tactic; however,
I was unable to and tears began to fall down my
face.

"What's the matter little cocksucker, don't like
how big old Derek is treating you?"

Derek yanked his hard tool out of my mouth and
began slapping me across the face with it.  Each
slap from his solid member connected with a loud
WHACK.

"Yeah Derek, slap my little brother with that
fat cock of yours.  Show the fag who is boss!"

Derek stopped his onslaught, but only to tell me
to get back to work.  So back to work I went.
This time all the lust I had for Derek was gone,
and the feeling of embarrassment crept in.  But
none of this changed the fact that Derek out
weighed me by like 80 pounds and could easily
destroy me if I didn't give him the best blowjob
ever.  Knowing this, I placed his cock back into
my mouth, working it over like I would an ice
cream cone.  Alternating between licking and
sucking.  Pre-cum was being released at a more
rapid rate, indicating I was doing a wonderful
job keeping Derek extremely horny.  I soon
figured he would be ready to bust a nut, but
again I would be wrong.  He simply called out to
both Mark and Dylan in the front seat.

"Hey, we almost there."

"Actually we just got here."

As I continued to suck Derek, I wondered where
in the hell
here was?  Where had my brother and two fuck
head friends taken me?  I didn't have to wonder
any more, grabbing me by the hair; Derek threw
me off him and onto the floor.

"Get your faggot mouth off my cock, and get the
fuck out of the car!"

Scared shitless, I quickly made my way out of
the car.  Once my feet made contact with the
ground, I thought briefly about running off.
But I soon came to my senses, since all three
guys could probably caught me within moments,
and I would be only making things worse for
myself.  Almost immediately I recognized the old
abandon Miller's place.  It was a creepy house
on the outskirts of town, with a large dried up
cornfield next to it. It hadn't been lived in
for more than twenty years.  Fear began to set
in and I couldn't think for the life of me why
they brought me here.  All three must have
noticed the look of horror on my face.

"What's the matter little bro' you scared or
something."

"Umm...why are we here?"

"Well, we thought we might need a place where if
you were to scream, no one could hear you,"
laughed Derek.

"Or, if you decided to run off, you wouldn't or
couldn't go anywhere," chimed in Mark.

"Come on guys...I won't scream or run
off...can't we go somewhere cleaner and less
creepy," I begged.

"No, I think we'll stay here," my brother
replied as he made his way into the abandon
house, followed by Mark.

Sensing I wouldn't head into the house by my own
free will, a still shirtless Derek grabbed me by
the neck and dragged me in.

There lying on the floor was a cooler, a couple
of chairs, and a blanket.  Right then and there
I knew my brother had planned this entire thing.
Problem after the night he tried to come into my
room for another blowjob, but instead of getting
off, he found the door locked.  Mark walked over
and opened the cooler, grabbing three beers.
Tossing one each to my brother and Derek.

"Here's to blowing a wad!" cheered Mark.

"Into Lan's mouth!" both Derek and my brother
shouted.

Red faced and all, I called out, "If you are
going to force me, can I at least get a fucking
beer!"

"That depends little bro"

"Depends on what?"

"On how well you finish off Derek, and then if
Derek thinks you have earned a beer, then just
maybe I'll think about it. I mean, you are only
fourteen after all, and I don't think mom and
dad would be too happy with me if they found out
I was giving you BEER.  I mean, what kind of
brother would I really be if I allowed you to
drink."

"What kind of brother, are you fucking kidding
me! You're
worried about what mom and dad would say if they
found out you gave me beer! BEER! Did it ever
occur to you what they might think if they found
out you and your fuck head friends were forcing
me to suck your cocks! Seriously, you're such a
fucking idiot!"

I knew once I started yelling that I was doomed,
so I figured I might as well go out with a bang.
Dylan handed Mark his beer and grabbed me
quickly by the hair and forced me to my knees.

"Oh you are so fucking dead cocksucker.  BEER!
BEER! That's what you want? FINE! I'll give you
beer you little fag. Derek hand me two beers
from the cooler!"

Derek quickly walked over to the cooler and
pulled out two beers.  Making his way back to
Dylan, he opened them both. Slapping my face,
Dylan screamed at me to open my fucking mouth.
And as soon as I opened just a slither, Dylan
started pouring both beers down my throat.  I
began to choke, but Dylan refused to stop.  He
kept pouring and pouring until both beers were
empty.  The front of my shirt and pants were now
soaking wet. Dylan finally released my hair
causing me to fall on all fours coughing and
choking. While on all fours, I noticed someone
standing over me. Looking up, it was my brother,
who now had his cock in hand with the same
hatred look I saw the first night he forced me
to suck his cock.

"Little bro' since I gave you what you wanted,
you in return are going to give us what we want.
And what we want little bro' are the best
fucking blowjobs you will ever give!"

And with that Dylan forced his limp cock into my
mouth.
He started to pound my mouth until I began to
feel every vein in his cock swell.  Although I
can't explain it, that feeling I had had with
Derek was now coming back to me and I again
found myself being turned on.  I grabbed my
brother's hips and forced more and more of his
cock down my throat, only stopping when I felt
his pubes upon my nose.

"Look at him, he's totally into it! He fucking
loves it!" said Mark as he adjusted his boner in
his jeans.

"I told you," said Dylan, "grab me another beer
Mark I have idea."

As Mark went to go retrieve another beer, I
continued to consume my brother inch by inch.  I
let his cock pop out of my mouth and made my way
to his balls.  As I licked them both, I continue
to operate his cock with my hand.
Suddenly, I felt something brush up against my
cheek and then I felt something on the another
cheek, and when I opened my eyes and looked up,
there was a naked Mark with a beer in one hand,
and his uncut flag pole cock in the other. I had
never seen Mark naked before, and was surprised
to see how hairy he was.  His entire chest was
covered in hair, just like my dad.  The hair
then seemed to make a trail down the middle of
his body until it reached his pubic area, which
made it look like a tiny bush was growing around
his cock.  His hairy balls hung between two
hairy and mainly looking legs.  Standing on the
other side was Derek who was also naked holding
his fat cock.  At that moment, I became
increasingly nervous.  I knew I would have to
service them all, but the sight of all three of
them towering over me freaked me out even more.

"Hand me the beer dude," replied my brother.

I thought that once Mark handed over the beer my
brother was going to let someone else have a
turn, but he simply popped his cock out of my
mouth and poured the cold liquid on to his
already wet tool.  Then he again placed it back
into my mouth.  The taste of beer and cock
filled my mouth, as I started to become
intoxicated from both.  And deep down, I knew I
was enjoying every minute of it.  Soon my
brother was pouring beer onto Derek and Mark's
cock as I was told to come get what I loved.  At
that moment I wasn't sure which one I loved
more; the beer or the cock, either way I did
what I was told without hesitation.  We repeated
this until the beer can was finished.  As they
would giggle each time they would pour beer onto
their hard members, and then watch as I lap up
as much as I could like a thirsty dog.

"I need a break, and some fresh air, it's
fucking hot," came the voice of Derek.

"Yeah me too," replied my brother.

Grabbing two more beers, Derek and my brother
made their way outside.  This left Mark standing
alone with his hard uncut penis penetrating my
boyish lips.  I was really enjoying sucking on
his uncut member.  At times, I would take it out
of my mouth and stroke it as I watched the skin
cover and uncover his mushroom shaped head.
Other times I would pull his foreskin with my
teeth, causing moans to escape his mouth.  Even
though Mark had the smallest cock (six inches)
of the three, I enjoyed sucking him off the most
because he seemed to enjoy the blowjob more than
my brother or Derek. As I continued sucking
Mark, it also came to my attention just how much
of a leaker he was.  His cock seemed to be
leaking buckets upon buckets of pre-cum with
every stroke I applied.  Not sure if it was the
beer or this uncut penis, but whatever it was,
right then and there, all I wanted was for Mark
to unload into my warm mouth. With it only being
Mark and I left inside, it was easier for me to
tell him just how much I wanted it.

"Come on Mark, pound my mouth with that uncut
cock of yours. Give me your hot load!"

"Fuck yeah you little cocksucker...is that what
you want. You want my load? Is that what you
want?"

"Oh yeah, please Mark give it to me!"

"Well keep sucking because I'm almost there."

Upon hearing those words, I increased my efforts
in order to get my prize.  I began stroking
faster and faster.  Sucking harder and harder.
Sometimes doing both at the same time.

"Oh...oh...oh...here it comes Landon, here it
comes!"

I quickly placed Mark's uncut tool pack into my
mouth, and not a second too soon as the first
shot hit the back of my throat, then a second, a
third, and finally a fourth.  I swallowed every
shot hungrily and continue to work every last
drop of boy juice I could out of Mark's fast
deflating cock, while his legs buckled at every
attempt.  The next thing I knew, I heard the
sounds of clapping and the calls of
"Bravo...Bravo."  Letting Mark's cock fall out,
I turned to see my brother and Derek standing in
the doorway. There they both were, mouths wide
open and stroking their cocks back to life.
"Bravo, little bro'.  And here I thought we
would have to force you to swallow our loads.
Boy was I mistaking."

Once he reached me, Dylan grabbed my hair and
glided me back to his hard cock.  With Mark's
remnants still lingering within the realms of my
mouth, my brother began thrusting his seven-and-
half inch cock in and out.  Causing his pre-cum
to mix with Mark's cum.  Again the intoxicating
feeling I had earlier spread throughout my
entire body, as I sucked harder with every
inward thrust.  Dylan began to pick up steam as
he pounded my face faster and faster.  With
every hard thrust I not only received a mouth
full of cock, but I also got balls slapping
again my chin and a nose full of pubes.  Soon
Dylan's cock began to swell and I knew it was
only a matter of time that his cock would
explode allowing his load to join Mark's deep
inside my stomach.  Dylan continued to fuck my
mouth faster like it was a pussy from one of his
many conquests.  His legs started to wobble as
he quickly grabbed both sides of my head forcing
his cock all the way down my throat.  Once his
cock touched the back of my throat, he exploded
violently.

"Fuck...Fuck...Oh shit...oh shit...yeah take
that load little bro'.  Oh my god I can feel
your throat muscles on my cock. FUCK
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! Milk my
cock...make sure you get every last drop."

Unlike Mark, whose cock went limp quickly, it
felt like Dylan's cock continued to grow.  Dylan
finally released my head and took his cock out.
He stood there a second stroking his cock,
causing even more cum to drip out. "Lick it up!"
was all he said, and again I did as I was told.
Placing a hand on my shoulder Dylan looked down
at me and smiled saying, "Fuck, that was better
than last little bro'."  I looked back at him
and gave him my fake smile.

"Hey cocksucker, you got one more to fucking
suck! And it's the grand daddy of them all, so
get your ass over here and make me cum!" shouted
the voice of Derek, who when I turned around was
lying on the blanket totally naked, spread
eagle, long stroking his huge fat cock.  Lust
again consumed my body, and I licked my lips as
I quickly made my way over to my naked
linebacker god.  I began by first stroking his
monster as I licked his balls, placing each one
of them in my once cummed filled mouth.  Then I
gently twirled my tongue along the length, until
I reached the head. Alternating between sucking
the head and licked his cum slit.  I could tell
I was driving Derek crazy as he moaned
continually and clawed the back of my head.
Without warning, I dove down, taking most of his
fat cock inside my mouth.  I began to milk him,
using my two new favorite tools, my hand and
mouth.  Derek began thrusting his body upward to
help me take more and more of his thick cock as
I could.

"Oh yes...suck that fat cock...yeah...suck
it...suck it... fuckin'a ...yeah! Keep sucking
faggot, I'm so close."

Continue I did.  Working over his juicy cock
with every new skill I had.  When I took my
mouth off to suck on his balls, I was met with a
slap across the back of head, and told to just
suck the cock.  So just like with my brother and
Mark,
I began sucking faster and harder until finally
Derek couldn't take it any longer.

"Open up little queer boy, here it comes. Oh
fuck...fuck...
fuck...fuck...fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk."

Derek shot the biggest load; globs upon globs
poured out of his cock filling my mouth too
quickly, and cum began seeping from my lips
covering my hands and his body.

"Don't waste on single drop. You better fucking
clean Derek off," came the voice of my brother.

At that moment I wanted to say to my brother,
"As if you had to tell me." Instead, I replied
with a big sigh, "Fine," and continue to clean
off my linebacker god.  Once I was done Derek
again started to scream at me, telling me to get
my faggot ass off him.  As I made my way to my
feet, laughter filled the old Miller's place.

"Look! Landon really is a fucking queer, his
cock is pitching a tent through his jeans."

At that moment I wanted to crawl under a rock
and die, but I also wanted to know when exactly
it was that I became hard. Because at no time
during this suckfest, did I even once think
about touching myself.  Since there wasn't a
rock big enough, I simply ran out of the old
Miller's place and into the dried up cornfield,
leaving the three assholes inside laughing.  I'm
not sure how long I was out there, but since it
started getting dark outside, I began heading
toward the old house.  As I was making my way
back, I could see my brother and his friends
loading up the Durango with the cooler, chairs,
and blanket, and I knew that it was finally
over.  As I trudged my way over to the car,
Derek spotted me and called out,

"Hey Dylan, here comes the little queer now!"

"Where the fuck did you go?"

Wow my brother actually sounded as if he was
worried, but I didn't say anything. I just
opened the car door and hopped into the
backseat, and soon we were heading back into
town. My brother and his friends didn't pay any
attention to me; they just talked among
themselves as if I wasn't even there. Whether it
was from the beer or sucking cock for three
hours, I started to dose off when their
conversation quickly turned to sex, mainly
fucking girls.  I remembered someone saying
something about ass, and that's when I heard...

............"You know Dylan, by just looking at
your brother, it easy to see he has a nice ass."

As I start to awake from my drunken and cum filled slumber the sound of
rain quickly plugs my ears.  It is then I realize that I'm still in Mark's
Durango.  However, the car is not moving, I'm alone, and completely and
utterly naked.

"What the fuck...where am I?" I announce to no one in particular.

As my eyes start to adjust to the darkness and I begin to sit up, I notice
that the Durango is parked in front of my parent's two-story brick house.
There is no true light illuminating the house except for some kind of
flickering glow coming from the living room.  It doesn't take a genius to
figure it must be the television.  The rain continues to pour outside and
I'm left wondering how and the fuck am I going to get inside without being
seen.  With panic starting to settle in, I glance outside the window of
the
Durango and begin to judge the neighborhood.

"Ok, the Kramer's from across the street still have their lights on, but
wait that's nothing new, their lights are always on.  The Howard's house
only has an upstairs bedroom light on.  Oh my god...is that Mr. Howard,
naked, in front of the window, and who is that with him, oh shit...that is
SO not Mrs. Howard?  Who ever it is, is going to town on his cock,
seriously, right there in front of the window.  Ok, get a grip, next is
the
Smith's household, and they only have their porch light on, same with
Joyner's and the Peterson's.  I think I'm good to go."

I finally decide it's now or never, so I jump out of the Durango, as my
naked body is completely soaked from the rain.  As I'm making my approach,
I notice a yellow post-it sticking on the door.

"GET READY TO BE FUCKED SILLY LITTLE BRO'!"

This little note brings back the comment I heard before passing out.
"............You know Dylan, by just looking at your brother, it easy to
see he has a nice ass."

I am not a complete idiot, I know exactly what that comment entails;
however, I can't understand why these `straight' guys would be looking at
my ass anyways.  Could it be that my brother and his fuck head friends are
nothing more than a bunch of `friends of Dorothy.'  I tried to let the
smile dissolve from my face before heading inside; I don't want them to get
the wrong idea.  As I enter, I was immediately greeted with loud moans
coming from the TV, and there sitting in the living room were my brother,
Dylan, and his friends, Derek and Mark watching some blond chick getting
double-penetrated by two fat black cocks.  Once the door was shut it is
then that I notice they are all asleep.  I quietly make my way upstairs
like the night before Christmas, determined not to awake any of the fiends.
Thinking to myself, if I can just get to my room and lock the door
everything will be fine; however, once upstairs I start to get this
dreadful sensation that something is not right. As I turn to the left and
head for my room I notice an endless amount of darkness ahead, and the door
to my room is nowhere to be found.  The only trace of color is once again
coming from a yellow post-it note.

"DON'T WANT YOU TO GET ANY IDEAS!"

I grab the note and begin ripping it into a million pieces as tiny tears
begin to trickle down my face.

"Fuck!"

It is then that I hear a little giggle and feel a hand upon my ass cheek.
I turn around quickly and there is hairy Mark standing in all his glory
with a huge smile and hard-on.

"Dylan said you have a tendency to lock your door when you sleep
now."

Just this once I wish looks could kill as I gave my best "FUCK OFF AND
DIE"
look to Mark.  I didn't say anything and I start to turn around, but Mark
grabs my left hand and places it on his throbbing tool.

"I thought maybe, you know, you could give me another BJ?"

"I think NOT!"

"Actually Landon, it wasn't really a question, I was just trying to be
polite, but fuck politeness."

Mark pushed me into my room and told me to sit on the bed and get ready for
another face fucking.  As I'm sitting there awaiting Mark's uncut cock to
once impale my throat, I can't help but notice that in the darkness Mark
looks exactly like Bigfoot.  Forgetting all about him, I let a little
smile
appears on my face, total mistake.

"See, I fucking knew you liked sucking cock.  I told your brother and
Derek, that no one sucks that well and doesn't enjoy it."

I was going to retort, but what was the use, no matter how much I tried to
deny it there was a fraction of me that truly did like it.  Mark's hand
went for my head, but before he could grab anything, I quickly opened my
mouth and devoured his meat.  I began feasting on his cock like a school
of
piranha feasting on the weak.  My new cock sucking skills could probably
meet or surpass any whore in high school and Mark absolutely loved them.

"Damn boy...oh yeah...take my meat...fuck yeah...harder...harder...that's
nice.  Suck my balls."

I didn't even try to fight Mark, I just did as I was told and began
kneading his balls.  As I worked on his nut sack, my hands never left his
uncut love stick.  With his nuts deep in my mouth, I began to feel them
tighten and knew Mark was ready to feed me his baby makers.

"Oh shit Lan, I can't hold out any longer...oh god...I'm going to
cum...I'm...I'm...oh shittttttttttttttt!"

Just before the explosion, Mark placed his cock on the tip of my tongue,
and with the moonlight shiny on my face, Mark watched with enthusiasm as
each one of his spurts flew into my hungry mouth.  I lapped up the rest of
his cum off his dick like a fucking animal in heat.  Mark couldn't take it
any longer as his legs got weak and he collapsed on top of me.  There I
was
lying naked with a sweaty Bigfoot draped all over me.  With Mark's naked
body tangled with mine, it was then that I realized I was hard.  And I
knew
he could feel my five-inch boy meat poking into his stomach.  Mark lifted
his head a little and whispered,

"You're such a queer, but it's all good."

And with that, he got up a headed back downstairs, but before leaving my
room, Mark turned around and said, "Thanks and goodnight."  For
some reason
those words made me feel less hatred towards Mark, I still wasn't his
number one fan, but I didn't totally hate the Sasquatch either.  I'm not
sure how long it took me to go back to sleep, but the sounds of birds
chirping woke me up.  When I got up, I noticed I was still completely
naked, so I headed into my closet to fish out some clothes.  But wouldn't
you know it, all my clothes were fucking gone.

"Damn asshole...what the hell."

So I grabbed the sheet from my bed and trudged downstairs.

"Hey look guys, sleeping cocksucker is finally awake."

"Fuck off asshole...where are my clothes!"

"Oh come on Landon, don't be like that, we all totally know you enjoyed
ever minute of it," Derek snapped.

My face went red as laughter filled the room, and my brother made his way
over to me grabbing me by the back of the neck and forcing me into the
living room.

"Now, now little bro' why don't you relax, come and sit on the couch with
me.  Let's just say, for the rest of the weekend you won't really be
needing any clothes.  Okay. Good. Besides we want you to watch what the
three of us are going to do to you.  And by the way, lose the sheet."

Again laughter filled the room, and my brother flipped on the
television. There on the TV was the close-up of the blond slut taking two
black cocks.  The horror could be seen on my face as I sat next to Dylan
on
the couch while he stroked his seven-and-half-inch manhood.  Derek and
Mark
were both sitting on the floor stroking their cocks as well and were too
enthralled with the scene on the TV to pay any really attention to me.  I
sat there motionless watching the scene unfold.  Mark turned around and
winked at me and said, "So what do you think?"  Without thinking
I jumped
off the couch, but before I could go anywhere, my brother tackled me.

"Oh no...no...no little bro'. I don't know where you think you are
going."

"Please Dylan...Please don't do this.  I'll suck you guys off all
weekend,
swallow every last drop of cum, but please don't fuck me!"

"Landon, Landon, Landon, you're going to do that anyway.  We are just
going
to throw some...little ass pounding into the mix," replied Derek.

With tears running down my face, I couldn't hold in my anger any longer.

"Fuck you guys! All three of you are a big bunch of fucking Barbara
Streisand loving FAGS! WHAT...you can't get some fucking chick to fuck or
suck your cocks, or is it that you all just prefer having a young boy doing
it! You fucking QUEERS!"

All three of them started laughing and high-fiving each other.

"Oh shit...I almost pissed myself," Derek said.

"That was classic Landon, fucking classic," retorted my brother as he
riffled my hair.

Mark just shook his head, winked and smiled at me.  Right then and there I
knew no matter what I said or did my ass would never be the same.  Dylan
once again made me sit on the couch next to him where I noticed that all
three were naked and still hard.

"Okay, let's try this again.  Hey Derek, rewind to the beginning of
the
scene.  Now Lan, you need to pay real close attention because the blond
whore on TV is going to show you how easy and fantastic it is to have a
nice fat cock in your ass."

"Yeah little bro' you're going to love the ass pounding we are going to
give you," announced Derek.

Again Mark just turned his head and winked at me.  The scene on the
television started to unfold and immediately it was a close up of the blond
chick sucking on a fat black cock.  Once the camera went to the wide view,
it was there that I noticed another black dude with his face buried deep in
her ass.  She must have been enjoying getting her ass eaten because she
was
moaning and groaning, but again it is porn, so how much could she really be
enjoying it.  It was then that I started to wonder how it would feel to
have my ass eaten, would a moist tongue feel great, I mean my brother and
his friends totally enjoyed my tongue on their cocks, so it must feel good
to have a tongue manipulating your manhole.  Without thinking, I began to
stroke myself.

"Hey guys, my little brother can't wait to have his cherry popped, he's
sitting here stroking his little pecker just thinking about."

You would've thought my brother was the funniest comedian in the world with
the laughter that filled the room.  I'm not sure why I felt more
embarrassed at the moment especially with everything that I've been
through, but I did.

"You don't have to stop stroking your little pecker just because of
us,"
called out Derek.

At that moment all the blood from my cock rushed to my face, and I
instantly went limp.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" came the sound of the blond from the TV.
Panic filled
my entire body as I watched the chick start to take the elephant trunk size
cock in her ass.  Watching the rest of the scene unfold, I finally
understood the saying, "a picture is worth a thousand words" because
at
that moment no matter what my brother or his friends said, there was no way
in hell she was enjoying that.  And just when I thought things couldn't
get
any worse for this blond, another enormous black cock began making its way
inside her ass.  There on the screen was this little blond chick with two
of the biggest cocks I have ever seen plowing her ass.  I felt sick at
that
moment knowing that I was about to be that chick.  My brother must have
sensed something, as he turned a whispered in my ear,

"Relax little bro' you won't be doing that at first."

At first, at first, that was the only thing I could think about until Derek
turned around and said,

"Let's get this fuckfest started!"

There it was, the word I didn't want to hear "start."

"Alrighty guys, I'll be doing the honors of taking my brother's cherry,
you
two can alternate fucking his face.  I'm sure he'll need it to keep his
mind off the ass pounding."

"Wait, wait, I noticed that one of the guys got the girl all wet back
there, one of you guys are going to get me wet right?"

"Don't worry, we went to the store last night while you were sleeping and
got some ass lube for you.  We aren't complete dickheads.  I believe
it's
cherry flavor.  Fitting isn't it!"

The last comment made both Derek and Mark snicker, but that's not really
what I meant.  My brother ordered me to get on all fours; my heart began
to
beat harder and faster as I made my way down.  Once in place Dylan moved
behind me and slapped my smooth bareass.

"Ouch fucker!"

"Oh stop it," as my brother began rubbing and spreading my ass
cheeks.

"Fuckin'a guys...he is completely smooth back here, not a trace of hair.
And that hole, so tight and pink, come look at his sweetness."

I couldn't really understand any of the commotion as I tried to zone out,
but all of the sudden I felt something moist and warm upon my rosebud.  I
felt it again and again, and heard more mumbling.  I turned my head to see
each one of them take their turn lapping my hole.  I heard them use the
word "rim" and something like my tight hole tasted fucking better
than any
other girl they had eaten before.  This time I heard arguing and then next
thing I knew, Mark buried his faced into my ass, just like the guy in the
video as my brother and Derek made there way back towards my face.  Mark's
tongue dug deep inside my hole, as the feeling was unbelievable.  I
couldn't help but moan from the beautiful work Mark was displaying and he
seemed to love it.

"Fuck yeah Lan, you taste so fucking awesome, so sweet."

With my head down, back arced, and ass up; I was experiencing the greatest
sensation, so when Derek grabbed me by the hair and started to face fuck
me, I didn't truly mind.  In fact, the work Mark was doing on my ass only
inspired me to pleasure Derek even more.  My brother went back behind me
to
watch Mark's masterpiece.  Soon Mark was slapping and spreading my cheeks
even further and driving his tongue even deeper, I was extremely wet and
loose from his tongue bath that when his first finger found the depth of my
kingdom, I was in complete shock that it didn't hurt.  Seeing how easily
Mark's finger disappeared, my brother announced that the fuckfest was NOW
going to start.  The feelings of fear arouse within me once again, but
Derek never stopped his face fucking his just egged Dylan on.

"Yeah D fuck your little bro' fuck him hard!"

It was clear that Dylan had lubed up his cock as it glided against my
crack, but I also noticed he wasn't wearing a condom.  He only glided that
once before he shoved the entire length of his seven-and-half-inch manhood
deep inside me until his pubes where brushing against my ass.  I spit
Derek's cock out as tears flowed and my face turned red with pain, and you
could see the agony written all over me.

"TAKE IT OUT! IT FUCKING HURTS! OH MY GOD! PLEASE TAKE IT OUT!" tears
continued to flow.

"I know it hurts, but there was not sense in taking it slow. It was always
going to hurt the first couple of times, so why not just dive in head
first, if you know what I mean.  Besides don't worry I'll let your ass get
used to the invasion before I start hammering away."

I couldn't relax, fuck I was hardly even breathing, and it felt like I was
being split in two.  The pain was fucking constant, there was no way in
hell I was going to get used it.  Dylan most have figured that out as well
because within minutes he was pulling the monster back and as he did I felt
the breathe come back to me, until he rammed it back in, taking my breathe
away again.

"Damn your ass is so fucking tight, your muscles are gripping around my
cock, and it feels so fucking awesome!"

I couldn't function or talk, I just wanted to yell at my brother, "No shit
dumbass, of course my ass it tight, I am (was) a fucking virgin. What did
you expect, that I would be as loose as Britney or some other Hollywood
ho!"  I started to fill my legs go numb from the pain and before I
knew it
they gave way.  I was now lying face down on the living room floor,
tearing
flowing freely as my brother keep "hammering" my ass.  I could
feel his
balls and thighs slap against my ass cheeks and legs, while the sweat from
my brother dripped all over my back.  Because my body from the waist down
couldn't get used to the pain that never seem to recede, I was starting to
go numb from my ass to my toes.  But this had not effect on my brother; in
fact, I think he pounded my ass harder because I was no longer screaming in
pain.  Every once in a while, I would feel this quick little jolt that
actually felt kinda nice. I'm not sure how long this devirginizing took
place, but it seemed that my brother finally hit his peak.

"I'm so fucking close...shit it's so tight...oh shit...oh
shit...yeah...oh...oh...here it comes...here it comes...Oh
god...yes...yes...yyyyyyyeeeeeesssssssssss!"

Surprisingly my brother didn't shot inside me, instead he shot his entire
load on my ass and back.  With his dick now out of my deflowered hole, the
feeling slowing began to come back to me and I could feel his warm load as
the pain in my ass crept back to life.  Soon I felt his hands spread my
ass
cheeks as he told the guys to come and look at the damage as if I was some
kind of car involved in an accident.

"Not too bad D, but I'm thinking I can open him open a little more."

And with that, Derek began to mound me.  First I felt his manly hands on
my
lower back, next I felt them spread my ass cheeks exposing my chute, then
it was the cold to the touch lube, and finally his monster (six-and-half
inch and at least three inches in width) gliding nicely against my crack
and seemed to massage my pucker.  I was not expecting this gentleness from
him and it freaked me out.  Once again I felt the uncomfortableness of a
head at my backdoor; however, unlike Dylan, Derek entered me rather slowly.
I just figured he wanted me to feel him slowly open me up even wider than
my brother had.  To my surprise my ass began to allow Derek's girth
inside.
I could feel the muscles around my asshole began to melt away until Derek
was at the ring, and with a little harder push, Derek's tool POPPED in.

"Oh yeah, I'm in...it's so fucking warm...damn D you are right he is
totally tight."

Derek began to thrust more of himself deep inside, and uncontrollably I
started to whimper with every inward thrust.

"Uh...(thrust)...uh...(thrust)...uh-huh...(thrust)...uh-huh."

"Fuck, I think he's starting to like it," Mark called out.

And somewhere I think a part of me did like it, but at the same time I
couldn't control the whimper even if I tried, it was like telling Mel
Gibson not to drink, some things you just don't have control over, and in
my case, I couldn't control the whining.  But Derek could've careless, he
just keep thrusting and thrusting his monster, and that little jolt I felt
from my brother earlier seemed to happen a lot more often with Derek.
Derek began to pick up the pace as his thrust came faster and harder, and
just like my brother the balls and thighs slapping sound became more
evident.  Derek pulled me up to my knees so he could fuck my dogging
style.
He then grabbed a hand full of my hair pulling my head back and really went
to town on my ass.

"Fuck yeah...take my cock you fucking bitch...you fucking like that don't
you...I can hear you moaning...you fucking love it...oh yeah!"

Again every function left my body and all I was left with was the cry of,
"Uh-huh...Uh-huh...Uh-huh!"

Derek pulled out of me and for some reason I felt empty and incomplete;
however, that didn't last too long because he quickly filled me up balls
deep.  It was then that I realized he was long fucking me.  Taking
his
monster all the way out and then thrusting all the way back in. He
continued this new discretion until he got bored and began rabbit fucking
me; speedy and short thrust, pounding harder and harder against my ass, all
the while biting the back of my neck (that is so gay I thought to myself).

"Fuck I'm gonna cum...gonna cum...oh yeah bitch here it comes...get
ready...get ready...oh fuck...oh fuck...
fffffuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

And just like my brother, Derek pulled out as his first shot hit the back
of my head while the rest landed all over my back and ass.  Derek
collapsed
on top of me causing me to fall to the ground.  His heavy breathing filled
my ears, and once he caught his breath he pulled himself off and slapped my
ass.

"That was fucking better than any whore I've fucked!  Damn what a hot
ass!
Mark you better get in there before Dylan and I have another go around!"

Mark didn't need to be told twice, as he ordered me to sit on the couch
with my legs hanging off.  Once I reached the couch, Mark was quickly
between my legs and threw them over his shoulders as he aimed for my
bullseye.  I felt his head hit the spot as his six-inch uncut cock slid in
nicely.  Even though Mark had the smallest dick of the three, he sure knew
how to use it.  I think the position we were in also helped, but he was
driving me fucking nuts with his pounding. I couldn't help it, the
satisfaction of Mark pounding my ass filled me with lust and I couldn't
hold it in any longer.

"Oh fuck Mark...god damn...that's it...that's it!"

"Listen to your little brother Dylan, he is totally enjoying Mark pound
his
ass."

Mark again threw me a wink and smile and continued his wonderful fucking.
I'm not sure if the sight of me enjoying myself was too much for my
brother, but he told Derek and Mark he was heading upstairs to take a
shower.  As my brother headed upstairs, Mark told me he wanted me to ride
him, so Mark sat down and leaned up against the front of the couch with his
hard cock standing at attention, and I began my decent into heaven.  I
could see Derek out of the corner of my eye as he was stroking his cock
back to life.  I then began to ride Mark vigorously, as if I was a jockey
beating his horse trying to win the Kentucky Derby.

"Yeah ride that cock Landon...take it all...oh yeah...oh yeah."

The moans leaving my mouth were louder and full of ecstasy.

"UH-HUH...UH-HUH...UH-HUH...UH-HUH...UH-HUH!"

It must have turned Derek on immensely because before I knew it he was
standing over Mark and feeding me his fat monster.  As I took him in my
mouth, I began to stroke myself for the first time today, and thanks to my
brother and his friends, my transformation was now complete.  I was now a
totally confused teenager.  I always chased the pussy, but now it seemed
at
least for a while, I would be having cock on the brain.  I allowed Derek's
cock to fall out of my mouth as I cried out to Mark.

"Oh god...fuck me harder...oh yeah...harder...harder... harder...oh
god...I'm going to cum...oh god...here it comes...fuck me...fuck
me...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mark continued thrusting upward in my ass as I unleashed the biggest
motherfucking load ever.  The first two spurts hit Mark in the face, the
next two landed on his chest, and finally the rest filled up his
bellybutton.  As I was catching my breath, Derek was rapidly stroking his
cock in front of my face, when a loud groan left his mouth; he shot for the
second time in less than 15 minutes. Once his first blast hit my face I
eagerly grabbed his cock and placed it in my mouth allowing him to feed me
the rest of his cum.  Derek fell back into chair breathing heavy again.
All the while Mark continued to pound my ass, unfortunately he said he was
getting close, so I reluctantly unsaddled and let him blow upon my face,
once the last spurt hit my face, I reached out and grabbed his cock to milk
and clean it.  Now both Mark and I were trying to catch our breath when
the
phone started to ring.  It rang a couple times before I heard my brother
upstairs pick up the phone.  Too spent from the ass pounding I didn't even
bother to see who was on the other line.  About five minutes or so a clean
looking Dylan made his way back into the living room.


"Hey D, who was that on the phone?" Derek asked.
"Oh it was some... excellent news for us, but I'm not too sure my little
bro' will enjoy this."

Before Dylan continued to talk he walked over to where Mark and I were
leaning up against the couch.  Cum still caked on Mark's face and chest.
I'm absolutely positive Dylan made sure he was directly in front of me so
he could see the expression upon my face, and this made my stomach drop.
I'm not quite sure why I felt this way, I mean what more could my asshole
of a brother do.

"While YOU TWO were busy fucking my faggot of a little brother, my parents
called to tell `us' that they will be staying an extra day.  And Mom told
me I needed to help you `study' for your math test.  As if you really
needed help in the first place."

Dylan's voice sounded upset, with a little hint of jealousy as he started
to turn around as though he was going to leave.  I can honestly say that
this news really didn't bother me at all.  Just then my brother turned
around with a "shit eating grin" upon his face.

"Oh yeah I almost forgot, how stupid of me.  Just before I got off
the
phone with Mom and Dad, the other line beeped in and just Landon's
luck... it was none other than my good old pals Max and Adam.  They asked
what I was up to, and I told them nothing too special, just fucking around
with my TWO best friends (giving both Derek and Mark a nasty glare).  I
told them if they could, they should try and get some beer and stop by
because I would have a nice little surprise for them.  They kept begging
me
to tell them what kinda of surprise, but instead I just told them that
their cocks would thank me."

And with a wink, my brother turned and headed into the kitchen, as my heart
began to pound; however, just before he reached the kitchen, he turned back
around and said,

"By the way Landon, get your ass upstairs and clean up.  I don't
think my
friends will enjoy themselves if you look like a used and abused Paris
Hilton."

That last little comment made both Mark and Derek smirk as they began to
get up, both asked if they could use the shower downstairs in the guest
room.  As my brother replied, I again couldn't help but notice the hint of
jealousy with which he answered.  Was my high almighty baseball-playing
brother actually jealous of me, but before I could completely unravel the
situation...WHACK!  I hadn't moved since Dylan told me to go upstairs and
clean off, which apparently pissed him off as his open handed blow to the
back of my head got my attention.

"FUCK HEAD! NOW WOULD BE GREAT!"

"Alright... fine, fucking take it easy... jealous!"  Once the
"j" began to
form upon my lips I knew I shouldn't continue, however, a part of me also
knew I was right.  But boy did I regret it once I finished with the
"ous"
part.  The look in my brother's eyes took me back to the day where it all
started.  Flashes filled my mind: Dylan dragging me into his room; the
grinding of his crotch into my face; his cock pummeling my throat; and
finally the unloading of his boy juice.  Once the flashes had stopped, it
was then that I realized I was face down eating carpet.  With my brother's
knee pressed painstakingly in the middle of my back.

"Jealous... jealous... are you fucking retarded!  Why on earth would
I be
jealous of a cock sucking little queer like you?"

"I don't know, why are you!"

This time Dylan didn't bother to respond, he simply laughed and pulled me
off the carpet, forcing me upstairs.  With his grip firmly on the back of
my neck, Dylan led me into our bathroom.  Standing there nude in front of
the mirror allowed me to comprehend the severity of the situation I was in.
I thought Dylan was going to kick my ass, but I think the look in my eyes
told him I finally understood.  However, this didn't stop him from being
an
asshole.

"Listen cocksucker, get yourself nice and fucking clean.  When you're
finished, come downstairs in nothing but a pair of shorts.  Once Max and
Adam get here with the beer, you'll be our little beer wench and anything
else we want (winking).  I'm only going to say this once, so you better
fucking listen.  If you EVEN ONCE hesitate, waver, or refuse anything we
ask or demand... well let's just say... me taking your cherry earlier won't
be the most painful thing you've ever experienced."

As I looked down, the only thing I could muster was an "OK."
With a hard
slap to my ass, my brother strolled out of the bathroom and back
downstairs.

I couldn't believe it, here I am again back in another horrible situation.
I swear I feel like all those stupid bimbos in horror movies who call out
`Is anyone there?' when they know damn well the killer is in the house just
waiting to slice their idiotic self into tiny little pieces.  Fuck I'm
screwed.  However, unlike those bimbos, I'm not about to take this lying
down.  (Well I'm sure I will, but not the point.)  So I hopped in the
shower and started to clean up while I began to master my plan.  It's
true,
I really can't do anything about my situation, but I guess I can make the
best out of it.  I mean, I don't really mind sucking cock, and the ass
pounding I received from Mark and Derek... was rather enjoyable once I got
accustomed to having a cock in my ass.  And besides it would probably piss
Dylan off again to see me enjoy myself.  And with all the beer I'm sure
everyone will be getting drunk, and as for Dylan... well he'll get what's
coming to him.  I was finishing up in the shower when I heard the doorbell
ring, and the loud voices from my brother and his friends.  Knowing that
Dylan had already laid down the `law' for me, I didn't really want to start
off in the doghouse, so I quickly got out of the shower, dried off, and put
on a pair of red Nike basketball shorts.  As I was making my way
downstairs, butterflies began to creep into my stomach.  Not the nervous
ones, but the ones when you're all excited about something knew.  That's
when it dawned on me; I didn't have a clue who Max and Adam were.  I was
thinking maybe they would assume my brother was a complete freak and
asshole and just leave. Maybe even kick his ass (a little brother can
wish), but there was also a part of me that was hoping they would want to
`use' me like the other three have been.  Upon reaching the bottom of the
stairs, I heard one of the new boys ask,

"So, where is this... something our cocks would thank you for... thing
anyways."

As the words were leaving his mouth, mine almost hit the floor.  There
standing in my living room dressed in a pair of camouflage cargo shorts,
with a black muscle shirt was the 6'3'' 190 pounds or so, blond hair, blue
eyed quarterback of the football team.  For some reason, when Dylan said
Adam, it never once crossed my mind that it would be Adam `fucking stud'
Wright. At that moment I think drool was actually dripping from my chin.
Standing beside Adam was this fucking huge tree trunk of a motherfucker,
Max.  Max Jacobs had to be the tallest and biggest guy I've ever seen, he
stood roughly 6'5'' and had to weigh over 300 pounds (wouldn't say fat,
let's just say meaty) and for a big guy, he was rather cute with his shaggy
brown hair and brown eyes. No wonder Adam hardly gets sacked during games,
especially when you have someone like Max blocking for your ass.  My
brother turned and looked at me, and must have noticed the drool,

"Landon... LANDON! QUEER BOY! Go grab a cooler from the garage so we have
something to put this beer in."

As everyone laughed, I finally came out of my little trance and headed for
the garage, as I heard my brother telling Max and Adam to relax, that they
had all night.  "All night... all night my ass!"  With the
cooler in hand,
I made my way back into the living room, where I noticed that they moved
the furniture around to make way for the card table.  While I was putting
the beers in the cooler, everyone was sitting around the table arguing
about something, everyone except Mark, who was rolling some dice on a sheet
of paper titled "COCK-MAN," when I caught the very end of my brother
saying
he would prove something.

"Landon get over here!"  With my head down, I walked over to the
table and
stood there motionless, as my brother continued.

"Landon, before we can start our game, Max and Adam don't believe me that
you suck cock, so why don't you pull each one of their cocks out and give
them a little taste."

Knowing this was more of a demand than a request and without speaking I
simply walked over to Max and knelt down, as he replied, "No fucking
way!"
I placed myself in between the two gigantic legs as my hands reached for
the waistband of his yellow and green workout shorts.  As I began to pull
them down, I noticed that Max was going commando.  This of course made it
easier for me to reach my design destination.  Lying limp off to the left
amongst the hair was Max's cock, it looked so small on such an enormous
guy.  Keeping my hands on the waistband, I leaned forward, opened my
mouth,
and placed his warm cock inside.  Since I was only supposed to give him a
taste, I bobbed up and down only a couple times; however, his cock started
to harden against my tongue.  At that moment I just wanted to continue to
suck his cock, I wanted to see if he was a GROWer because it was evident he
wasn't a SHOWer, and since I wasn't being forced to stop, I continue to
suck.  Just then I felt a WHACK against the back of my head.

"Queer boy, I said only a fucking taste."

As I began to pry myself off the cock in front of me, I looked at my
brother who wasn't all that too happy with me.

"Dylan, dude... let him finish... really I don't have a problem with
that,"
laughed Max.

But my brother was going to have none of that, as he told me to make my way
over to Adam.  Strangely or maybe not, Adam decided against it, he said I
proved it by going down on Max, and that he could wait until the game
started.  Again the word game was said, and I was starting to get annoyed
since I didn't know what "game" they were talking about.

"Game?  What fucking game?"

"Oh yeah Dylan, Landon wasn't in here when you talked about the
game," came
the familiar voice of Derek.

Before Dylan spoke, he grabbed the sheet of paper in front of Mark and
replied, "Well little bro' let's just say it's a version of the drinking
game we play called `3-Man,' instead we're calling it `Cock-Man.' Since you
are the resident cocksucker, it should come as no surprise that you'll be
on your knees for most of this game.  Instead of reading the rules to you,
the guys and I will start drinking while you look over them.  We'll be
back
in 5."  And with that everyone got up laughing, headed over to the
cooler
grabbing themselves a beer, and then went outside to the backyard.  Before
joining everyone else outside, Mark caught my eye and simply mouthed the
word "Sorry."  I wasn't really feeling all that nervous until
Mark mouthed
that simple word.  As my heart began beating faster and faster inside my
chest, I immediately began to scan the rules, and there outlined on a plain
white sheet of paper stood my fate.

Rules to "COCK-MAN"

Goal: Last to blow their load is the first to fuck Landon

Objective: Roll as many combinations with the # "3" before your turn
is
finished.  The total # of combinations will result in the total # of
minutes Landon will suck your cock.  Double 3's equals 2 minutes.

Drink when the following occurs: 1+6 Player to left of roller drinks 2+5
Player to left of roller drinks 3+4 Player to left of roller drinks 4+6
Social, everyone drinks 5+6 Player to right of roller drinks Any
combination of doubles except for 3's passed to others to drink

Turn ends with any of the following combinations: 1+4, 1+5, 2+4, 2+6, 4+5,


Once I finished reading the rules, the last thing I noticed on the page was
a stated that read: "I swear not to share the events of tonight with
anyone." Followed by the signatures of Derek, Max, Adam, Mark, and my
brother Dylan.  I scanned the page a couple of times to make sure I wasn't
missing anything, something that would make Mark so upset, and when I
couldn't find anything I was relieved.  I mean there was nothing in the
rules that I hadn't already done with my brother, Mark, and Derek, so for
the life of me I didn't understand why Mark had mouthed
"sorry."  In fact,
I was kinda looking forward to the whole experience, especially getting to
see Adam's meat.  I started to think how I was going to play this
game.  I
mean truth be told, I was actually in charge of the outcome no matter what
my brother or anyone else thought.  With the new skills I've been honing I
was sure I could make anyone of these guys cum within less than 5 minutes,
no doubt about it.  Anyways rolling any combinations with the number three
had the greatest odds, which I guess that is why my brother decided on this
game.  Maybe Dylan isn't such a moron after all, but then again, he failed
to realize just how much I was going to enjoy this.  Soon everyone was
back
inside and sitting around the table, and since I wasn't really playing, I
had to sit on one of the bar stools off to the left.  To my big
disappointment I wasn't allowed to drink any of the beer.  According to
the
tree trunk, beer isn't for queers.  As much as I wanted to say fuck off, I
thought better of it, which if you think about it was probably the smartest
choice.  Before the game could start everyone had to roll a single die in
order to choose the order.  I was soon faced with another disappointment;
Adam had rolled the first three, which meant he would roll first.  Even
though I was excited about see this stud naked and hard, I was hoping he
would be the last person.  Once again everyone got up from the table, but
this time to get in order (1st-Adam, 2nd-Mark, 3rd-Derek, 4th-Max, and last
Dylan) and I being the beer wench, had to get everyone another beer.

At exactly 7:35 pm the game officially started.  I remember it because it
took 20 minutes for the first `3' combination to be rolled.  It happened
the fourth time around and by Derek.  High-fives were flying around;
followed by hoots and hollers as Derek told me to get ready for some much
needed cock.  Derek's roll lasted a couple of minutes and he finished with
a grand total of 7 minutes.  Everyone's eyes were glued on me as I made my
way over to Derek, who offered up a swig of his beer to moisten my mouth.
I quickly down his beer afraid my brother wasn't going to approve.  As I
knelt between Derek's legs, I noticed that Dylan had a stopwatch in his
hand.  Apparently everyone wanted to make sure they got their fair share.
Just as Derek had done before, he placed his hands around the back of his
head, relaxed, and spoke,

"Go on Lan, get my cock out and start sucking it.  We all know you've
been
dying over there."

As blood raced to my face I began to wonder if it was that obvious.  Did I
really have the look of a hungry cocksucker?  Not really caring at that
moment, I placed my fingers around the red and blue boxers forcing them
down.  It was then that I realized that everyone at the table except for
Max and Adam were in a pair of shorts or boxers.  I didn't really care
because at that moment there staring back at me was a cock that my entire
body had become all too familiar with.  I grabbed Derek's limp cock and
stroked it a couple of times before placing the head in my beer-quenched
mouth.  The taste of Lever 2000 filled my mouth, as it was evident that
Derek had cleaned up his cock quite well from the events of earlier, as
there were no hints that this cock had once been deep inside my hole.  As
Derek's cock began to harden even more and I began to pick up steam, the
stopwatch beeped.  The remaining four guys yelled, "STOP!"
I reluctantly
let the cock fall out of my mouth as Derek said, "Great as always
Lan."
Again, blood rushed to my face as I headed back over to my stool.  For the
next thirty minutes I gave another four blowjobs, but no one blew their
load and not one was given to one of the newbies.  Finally on Adam's
seventh turn, he rolled a "3" combination; in fact, once Adam had
finished,
he had racked up the longest time, 15 minutes.  My heart sank, for I knew
with all the excitement going on there was no way Adam was going to last
that long.  Again I left my throne, and for the first time, I headed over
towards Adam.  Adam had this strange look upon his face, he looked
terrified.  As I began my descent into heaven, I noticed Adam's entire
body
was trembling.  It was as if this was his very first sexual experience.
Just as I placed my hands at the waist of his shorts, Adam jumped up.

"I can't... I can't let you do this."

"Dude, don't worry... Landon loves it," replied my brother, and for
the
first time ever I wanted to scream, "Yes I love it."

"Yeah Adam... don't be such a pussy," shouted Max.

"Fuck you... it's just... he's a guy... it's really gay."

"Adam it's only gay if you're doing the sucking... besides a mouth is a
mouth man," Derek piped in.  I was glad that everyone was trying to
convince Adam to let me blow him.

"Well if Adam isn't going to take his 15 minutes of fun, I'll fucking take
it!" yelled Max.

"No... no... I'll let him do it... but don't be surprised if I don't get
hard, guys."

So, for the second time I began my trip towards the holy ground, this time
nothing was going to stop me.  I grabbed Adam's cargo shorts so violently;
I thought he was going to fly off the chair.  My motion didn't go
undetected either.

"Damn, Landon must really enjoy sucking cock, I think he might have ripped
Adam's shorts," Max called out.

Everyone just laughed, but I was in another world altogether and didn't
care.  At that moment the only thing I cared about was getting Adam's
boyhood down my throat.  With another quick tug, I tossed Adam's baby blue
underwear to the side.  There resting along side a very groomed pubic
area,
laid my desire.  Adam's cock looked as every bit as tan as the rest of
him.
My mouth began to water.  I grabbed his cock with my right hand and gently
stroked it before placing it inside my wet mouth.  The minute his cock
touched my mouth, I heard someone say, "Time starts now."  I
knew this was
going to be the quickest 15 minutes of my life, but I was determined to
make it the best, not only for myself but for Adam as well.  It wasn't
very
long before Adam's cock began to respond to my treatment.  Once I took his
now extremely hard 8-inch cock out of my mouth I couldn't resist but get in
a little jab.

"I thought you said you wouldn't be able to get hard?"

"Well I guess I never met anyone who could suck dick like you."

And with that, Adam grabbed my head; forcing me back onto the most
beautiful cock I ever laid eyes on.  Since this wasn't my first rodeo, I
didn't miss a beat and continued to devour Adam's juicy love meat.
Suddenly the sound of the timer went off; however, to my wonderful surprise
no one told me to stop.  Instead another surprise was unfolding behind me
as I felt two enormous hands slap my ass as my shorts began being pulled
off.

"Pull his ass cheeks apart and get a look at that nice tight pink
hole,"
Derek called out. Seconds later I felt a cool breeze against my pucker as
my ass cheeks were spread apart.

"Damn that's nice!" piped Max. "I think I need to tag that!
Let's move this
into the living room and really get this little game started!"

Pulling his hard cock from my mouth with a "pop" Adam headed towards
the
living room, leaving me on all fours.  Once the emptiness set in, I got to
my feet and soon noticed that my brother was nowhere in sight.  No wonder
no one had stopped me when the timer went off.  As I meandered my way back
to the place I desired the most, it dawned on me that the "new" boys
were
just as eager as I was, and they couldn't wait to find out what would
happen next...


As the stud quarterback made his way to the couch, I found myself staring
at his nice tight rear-end (pun intended).  Damn this boy was hot!
Soon he
was spread eagle on the couch with his beautiful 8-inch cock sticking
straight out and I knew I was being summoned.  Once again I was on all
fours with the object of my affection back where it belonged...DEEP down my
throat.  As I continued to worship Adam, the heaviness of hands were again
upon my ass.

"DAMN guys! That ass is fucking nice!" moaned Max.  "Lan,
you gonna let me
hit it?"

Even though I heard every word that came out of Max's mouth, I never
wavered from the quarterback's package; in fact, listening to Max talk just
spurred me on even more.  I allowed my tongue to continue licking the
entire length, as the lineman began spreading my ass cheeks further apart.

"What the FUCK!" shouted my brother, Dylan.  "Damn Landon,
I leave you
alone for five minutes and you being the little queer you are can't wait to
get pounded again!  Well if that's what you want then, both Max and I will
give you the fucking you deserve!"

The fact that Dylan said `Max and I' caused me to release Adam's cock from
my mouth; however, the QB wasn't going to have any of that.  He grabbed my
hair and forced his cock back down my throat.  "Keep sucking you
little
cocksucker!"

Soon the scene of the blonde chick taking two huge black cocks up her ass
filled my head.  At that moment I knew I was in big trouble.  I
wanted to
leave, but the grip that Adam had on me coupled with the fact that two
pairs of hands were now roaming my ass; I knew I didn't have a choice.

"How the fuck are we going to do this?" wondered Max (a little too
excitedly I might add).

"Well since it's quite clear Adam is enjoying the wonderful head my brother
is giving him.  Landon can just simply ride my cock while he continues
blowing Adam, and then whenever you get that tree trunk between your legs
hard, you can join in as well.  And then of course once we have our fun,
Derek and Mark can have a little double penetration fun as well!"

Everyone seemed to agree, but of course I didn't get a vote. Instead I felt
wetness followed by coolness upon my pink hole.  Dylan was applying some
lube, which was quickly followed by a finger, then two, and finally three.
Once the third digit was inserted I couldn't help but let a moan escape my
mouth.

"He fucking loves it!" cried out Max.

"Of course he does, he's a queer!" laughed Dylan.

Then Dylan slapped my ass hard telling me to get ready.  I once again
released Adam's cock, which was glistening with my salvia.  Soon Dylan was
in between Adam's legs, and for a second I thought I saw Dylan lick his
lips while staring at the hard cock in front of him.  Once Dylan's back
was
leaning up against the couch, he told me to come and ride him like a pony.
This caused laughter to fill the room.

I didn't hesitate for some reason.  I guess part of me just wanted this to
end.  I straddled my brother and soon his seven and half-inch cock was
gliding nicely between my crack.  He began teasing my hole, causing it to
pucker up and give his head a little kiss.  The teasing didn't last too
long, and soon Dylan's hands were spreading my cheeks apart.  And with a
hard thrust upward Dylan was once again inside my warm chamber, causing
both of us to moan in unison.  Adam couldn't take it any longer as he
stood
up over my brother and placed his dick back inside my moist mouth.  So
there I was again, with both my holes full of cock, and I was loving it.

Soon I felt Max press on my back, trying to get me lower.  This caused me
to let Adam withdraw from my mouth.  Again I felt the coolness of lube
being applied to both my hole and my brother's cock. Dylan continued
fucking my ass as he slid is back off the couch and was now laying on the
floor.

"Holy fuck!" shouted Derek, "Damn Max, that fucking thing is
huge! How much
you packing there?"

This caused me to look over my shoulder (which I totally shouldn't had),
and staring back at me had to be the biggest fucking thing I ever saw. It
fucking looked like a baby's arm hanging between his legs. I felt all the
blood leave my face and I knew I was as white as a ghost.  Max was
definitely a grow-ER! Fuck I was in some deep trouble now!

"Oh man it's not that big! It's only 9 inches or so!" laughed Max.
Which of
course made everyone else join in.

Dylan didn't pay any attention; he just grabbed me around the back, pulled
me closer to him, and kept hammering away at my boy hole.  His moans
filled
my ears, followed by a little whisper. "Oh yeah Landon, I fucking love
being inside you. But now get ready to be stretched to your limit."

"Come on Max, get in here and help me fuck the shit out of my little
brother!" yelled Dylan.

Not having to be told twice, I felt the enormous head of Max's cock trying
to enter my already full ass.

"OH FUCK...FUCK, FUCK...OH, OH... EASY, EASY...WAIT, WAIT..." I
couldn't
fucking breathe.  How the fuck was I going to do this!

Of course it wasn't up to me nor did I have time to think about it.  Soon
Max continued sliding his baby's arm up into me as he joined my brother's
cock in my once tight hole.

"OH MY GOD...OH MY GOD...OH MY...GGGOOODDDDDDDDD!"

I continued to moan or yell (take ur pick) like this through the whole
fucking ordeal.  Alternating between, `Oh fuck' and `Oh my god!'  I'm
not
sure if I ever truly got used to having both of them inside me at the same
time or if my ass just went numb.  But what I do remember was that Max and
my brother took turns `doing' the thrusting, and it didn't hurt as much
when Max let my brother `do' the thrusting as he remained still. I also
noticed that the other three boys were beating their meat rather
rapidly. Soon the living room was filled with the chorus of boys moaning
and meat slapping.  Finally the onslaught on my ass was about to stop
because Max started really fucking pounding me and began to moan..."Oh
fuck
guys, I'm getting close!"

"Fuck yeah dude...blow all over his back!" cried out Derek.

"Oh shit man...here it comes...oh yeah...yeah...yeah!"

With that last `yeah' Max pulled the baby's arm from my ass and shot the
biggest load I've ever had the custom of feeling.  Globs upon globs of cum
coated my upper and lower back.  It felt as if someone had just poured
their entire Big-Gulp on me. I was that fucking soaked!

"Damn that was nice!" moaned Max coming down from his explosion.

Not to be out done, both Derek and Mark got up and emptied their cocks on
my back as well.  Adam however, grabbed me by my hair and slammed his cock
back down my throat.

"Fuck yeah man...I want you to swallow my fucking load, you little fucking
whore!"

Adam's balls slapped my chin as he began face fucking me.  I was again in
heaven.  I was about to get the love juice from the hottest guy I had ever
seen, plus I was continually getting pleasure from the pounding of my
brother.  Which was now fantastic since there was only one cock in my ass.

I'm not sure who came first: Adam, my brother, or me! But it was the most
intense orgasm I ever had.  It seemed that the more Adam and my brother
filled me up, the more cum came shooting out of me.  I finally came down
from my high first as I began to taste the sweetness of Adam.  I just
milked his cock for all it was worth, but no matter how much I tried to
swallow his entire load, I was unable to succeed.  The juices I couldn't
swallow trailed off the side of my mouth, ran down my chin, and dropped
directly into my brother's open mouth; who still hadn't come down from his
high.

Once I finished milking Adam, I glanced down at my brother who I noticed
was also completely cover in boy juice. My boy juices! And at that moment I
couldn't help but smile.  Which was the biggest mistake I could've made at
that point.  The redness was once again back in my brother's eyes and I
was
soon being flung off his cock and onto my back.  My brother began shouting
as he swallowed Adam's cum without realizing it (which wasn't only lost on
me).

"What the fuck Landon, you little fucking faggot! Look and me, I'm fucking
drenched in your gay ass load."

"Sorry, I couldn't fucking help it!" I shouted back.

Dylan jumped on me quicker than Amy Winehouse shooting up crack.

"Don't you EVER fucking yell at me again! You fucking got that
queer!"

"Yeah...I'm sorry"

"I'm going to take a shower boys, you can do whatever you like to this
little piece of meat!"

As Dylan headed up stairs everyone said they needed a break and a nice cold
beer. But not before the room filled with laughter and Adam replied...

"Do you think Dylan knew he swallowed my cum?