Date: Tue, 23 Aug 2016 09:38:06 -0600
From: Colton <coltonaalto@gmail.com>
Subject: Spring Break Happens in Vegas - chapter 15

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Sorry for the short hiatus on the story – vacation and computer problems
interfered with getting this chapter finished. Chapters 15 and 16 are
short, so I'll try to get Chapter 16 up soon. Thanks for your emails! They
keep me writing. Email: ColtonAalto@gmail.com.


SPRING BREAK HAPPENS IN VEGAS

By Colton Aalto

CHAPTER FIFTEEN – SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN

Jan and Jon reliably sprouted morning wood, regardless of how many times
they had climaxed the day before. I loved waking up sandwiched between two
Freddie Fox look-alikes with stiff tools. Whichever way I looked, I saw a
peaceful image of a perfect face resting on a bed of tousled blond
hair. Underneath the sheets were two awesome bodies, and a duo of hot cocks
ready to leak pre-cum as a prelude to shooting a load of teen cum. At the
beginning of my week of spring break, I had waited tentatively until one or
both of my twin half-brothers initiated sex. But as the week wore on, I
gradually became more assertive. When I woke Sunday morning, I didn't
hesitate. I was going to wake my brothers with my mouth.

I went down on Jan first, pulling the sheet down to reveal his awesome
chest and abs, and slowly licking his semi-flaccid cock. I liked seeing his
cock when it was somewhat soft. Most of the time when I was this close to
it, his dick was rock hard or at least semi-hard.

I didn't have a long time to enjoy Jan being soft, because his cock began
to pulse, grow and harden. He whispered, "That's nice," and I felt my
brother's hands on my head, beginning to guide me up and down. "Damn, bro,
you are the best alarm clock in the world. I want to wake up every day for
the rest of my life with your mouth on my cock."

The image of a future sucking Jan's cock on every morning was incredible,
but it reminded me that my spring break was down to only one more day. On
Monday, Ren would drop me in southern Illinois as he flew the twins back to
the east coast for their final two months of boarding school. After my week
in Vegas, the last thing in the world I wanted to do was to crawl back into
my so-called life in southern Illinois. I had another 14 months of prison
before I had any hope of escaping.

As I licked and sucked my brother's cock, spending time on his big, smooth
ball sac, Jan's hand drifted down my back and began massaging my ass
cheeks. It was his subtle – or not so subtle – way of communicating
that he was contemplating shooting his load in my ass rather than in my
mouth. I was ready for him either way. Fuck, I was always ready.

I pivoted in bed, presenting my ass to Jan and pulling the sheets off
Jon. Jon was capable of sleeping through anything, included his brothers
having sex in the same bed with him. Jan lubed my ass as I sought out Jon's
semi-soft dick.

I loved Jon's Prince Albert ring. I had never said anything to the twins,
but I was convinced the piercing had somehow stretched Jon's cock so that
it was a little longer than Jan's. Knowing Jan and Jon, I was certain they
compared dick sizes, and they were identical twins so their cocks must have
been identical before Jon got pierced. They probably hadn't compared dick
size recently because they assumed their cocks were still identical. I
stored that piece of information in the back of my mind.

Jan was pressing his cock into my hole and I had a mouthful of
soon-to-be-rock-hard cock when Jon opened one eye enough to see me going
down on him and Jan hovering over my back, slicing into my crack. "Horn
dogs!" he muttered, closing his eyes again. But his cock was clearly awake
and it began swelling in my mouth, expanding in fits and starts. That was
actually another slight difference between the twins. Jan's dick got hard
in a steady rush. Jon's tended to jump and lurch as it filled my mouth.

Jan slid into me and began a steady assault on my ass. As Jan buried his
fuck stick in my boi pussy, I had the warm feeling that my ass was
absolutely made for my brothers' cocks. I loved feeling Jan's hands holding
my hips as he moved in and out of me. Despite my mouthful of cock, I
moaned, leaning back slightly so Jan's dick would go farther into my hole.

Jan bent over me and I felt his smooth chest against my back. He nuzzled my
neck, whispering, "God I love being inside you." I replied with an
affirmative grunt.

Some mornings my brothers slow fucked me, and other mornings they fast
fucked me. I had no preference, loving it all, but as it was Sunday morning
and we didn't have anything going right away, I figured it was a slow fuck
Sunday. I settled in for the long haul, two almost-identical stiff cocks
skewering my holes. I had a wild idea that one day we'd spend all day in
bed fucking.

The one bad thing about bottoming for my twin brothers is that I never got
to see their asses when they fucked me. Both had two wonderful, round
glutes and I really wanted to watch their holes pucker and their bubble
butts flex as they thrust inside me.

Jan began to get into what I recognized as his full fuck rhythm and Jon was
awake enough to be guiding my head up and down on his boner. Jon was still
flat on his back, so I didn't count it as a full split-roast, but I
discovered that by managing my position just right, Jon's cock would be
forced down my throat as Jan pushed me forward as he pounded my ass. I was
like a pinball machine, one cock slamming me forward and forcing a second
cock deep into my throat. Jan was panting while Jon sighed appreciatively
and moaned about how good my mouth felt on his fuck stick.

I was thinking that life with my two brothers couldn't get much better than
having their cocks in each of my holes when I had a sudden idea. A rare
opportunity for back-to-back double-fucks by twins existed.

Less than twelve hours ago, Aleksei and Evgeny, the twin Russian acrobats,
had double-fucked my ass as Pyotr watched. I could claim a double-fuck duo
by luring my brothers into a repeat of their double-fuck performance when
we hiked up the ravine above Lake Mead earlier in the week. That seemed
like months ago.

I had to go for it. How many dudes could say they had been double-fucked?
Not many. How many dudes could say that they had been double-fucked by
twins? Very few. How many dudes could say they had been double-fucked by
two sets of twins? Maybe nobody? But surely getting double-fucked back to
back by two sets of twins, within twelve hours, had to be a record. Maybe
not something the Guinness Book of World Records would print, but
still... How awesome would that be?

Pulling off Jon's cock but squeezing it with my hand, I said, "Remember
what you did to me in the ravine? I want to get double-fucked again."

"Fuck, yeah, we thought you'd never ask," Jon gasped.

"Since when have you ever waited for a guy to ask?" I grinned.

"Shit, baby brother is getting lippy," Jon laughed.

"Shit, baby brother is begging to get double-fucked," Jan panted, "what the
hell are we waiting for?"

"For the record, this baby brother is happy to have your dicks up his
asshole anytime you want, one at a time or two at a time. The only thing he
isn't gonna be happy about is not getting bred by his big brothers on a
regular basis."

Jon gave me a knowing smirk. "Now that's the slut bro I know and love."

Squeezing Jon's slippery cock, I said, "With your PA ring, you better go
first." I crawled on top of him, temporarily dislodging Jan's dick from my
hole. Reaching behind me and grabbing Jon's spit-soaked cock, I pointed it
upwards and dropped down on it. After my night getting double-fucked by the
Russian gymnasts, my ass was probably still wide open, and Jan had been
loosening me up already, so Jon slipped into my hole quickly and smoothly,
PA ring and all.

In moments, I felt Jan's lubed cock pressing at my anus. Grabbing my ass
cheeks, I wrenched my crack open and demanded, "Fuck me!" I remembered
Dolph saying Alice was pissed because he fucked her too hard. That wasn't
me. I wasn't going to complain about any man fucking me too hard,
particularly not my stud half-brothers.

At least that was what I was thinking until Jan entered me with a brutal
thrust. Probably he was close to cumming when I hatched the double-fuck
idea, so I couldn't blame him for not going slowly. But damn, I had
forgotten exactly how much it hurt to get double-fucked. The Russian
invasion from the night before hadn't hurt this much, but last night I was
drunk, stoned and high on Jon's pill. My ass had been plundered by Ren and,
right before Aleksei and Evgeny double-fucked me, Pyotr, so the comparison
with this morning wasn't a fair one. As Jan powered into my raw hole, I
gritted my teeth and distracted myself by grinding my lips against Jon's,
coaxing his tongue into my mouth.

I held my breath as Jan began to pull out and ram back into me. I counted
his strokes, wondering how long the pain would last. After thrusting into
me 20 or 25 times, Jan pulled out to recoat his cock with lube, commenting
about how tight my stretched hole was. I didn't see how a hole that was
accommodating back-to-back double-fucks could possibly be tight, but I
sighed in relief for the brief respite while steeling myself for Jan's
reentry.

When he resumed plowing my ass, it was different. The pain was gone and I
was reminded of the payoff of a double-fuck. After getting used to the
pressure of two hard rods possessing your boi pussy, it felt amazing.

I suppose getting loosened up by Jan before the double-fuck began
helped. Maybe exercising my hole on a parade of stiff cocks for a week made
a difference. Or maybe the Russian assault on my ass the night before had
left my fuck chute stretched wide open. Perhaps I was so horned up that the
pain of getting double-fucked had drifted into pleasure. In any event, I
was soon demanding that my brothers fuck me harder. They were only too
happy to oblige.

Jan blew first, coating the inside of my hole and Jon's hard cock with
jizz. Jon hadn't gotten very far with his fuck, so as soon as Jan's cock
slipped from my hole, Jon rolled me on my back, keeping his cock buried in
my boi pussy. He hoisted my legs onto his shoulders and bent over me. He
had a feverish look in his eyes and said, "Yeah, bro, I'm gonna fuck you
like a bitch boi. Like the slut cock whore you are!"

Jon had called me a bitch the first time we had sex. Then it bothered me
but also made me a little excited. A week had gone by and now Jon telling
me I was a bitch boi was sheer music to my ears. I lifted my hips slightly
so that Jon could go deeper inside me. His PA ring, raking my prostate with
each pass, drove me crazy.

"Fuck the cum out of me!" I screamed and Jon did exactly that, plunging
into me so roughly and deeply that my cock shot, spewing cum ropes across
my chest. His balls weren't far behind mine. Jon leaned into me and piston
fucked my hole for an intense minute or two before shooting his load into
my ravaged boi pussy. After his cock stopped spewing spunk, he leaned
forward and French kissed me for a long time before finally pulling out. He
continued to hover over me, staring down.

"Damn I like Sunday morning in Vegas," I said.

Grinning, Jon mussed my already tangled hair. "Damn, I like fucking my own
private Paddy Mitchell look-alike in the ass on Sunday morning." He gave me
a wicked grin and added, "And as you know, I love eating cum out of a used
ass." He rolled my legs up so that my knees were at my head. With a grin he
said, "Hot brother cream for breakfast," as he dove into my spermy hole.

I moaned as Jon's tongue rimmed my freshly double-fucked ass. He soon was
drilling into me and digging out his and Jan's loads. I loved the taste of
their cum, and the only downside to getting my ass fucked was not being
able to savor my brother's loads. But maybe I could.

"You gonna keep all of that to yourself, or you gonna share some with your
baby brother?" I asked Jon.

Jon peered at me from between my legs and said, "I bet you'd suck cum from
your own asshole if you could, bro."

"I bet I would too. Now gimme a taste of what you're gulping down."

Jon dug some more spunk from my hole and settled on top of me, kissing me
deeply and giving me a taste of the cummy pair of loads he had mostly
swallowed. Damn. Not as good as having hot cum spurt into your mouth, but a
close second. Plus, I was tasting my brothers' commingled jizz, which would
be hard to do if I had sucked them off one at a time.

"Do you like swallowing your brothers' seed?" Jon murmured.

Did I ever.

TO BE CONTINUED...


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