Usual warning apply-don't read it if you're not supposed to. Sorry it took so long for this one but I had to wait till inspiration struck. Can't force the muse (unless.. the muse likes being forced) Feedback welcome and appreciated.
I couldn't get my mind off it. I wasn't sure I wanted to. Lately my young life had been turned upside down by the things I had seen. I couldn't concentrate on school; I wasn't spending any time with friends or my family. All I could mange to do was rush home from school and masturbate myself until my balls ached and my dick was rubbed raw. Even school was no refuge from the erotic thoughts that held me captive. In fact, it was even worse in school since this is where I had witnessed the incidents that left me breathless and spent.
I was once again in my room lying on my bed. I was idly playing with my semi-hard cock and letting my mind drift. I hadn't really started working myself up yet- I was just fiddling. My door was partly open and I heard someone walk past my door and go into my older brothers room. Normally this wouldn't have interested me, but this didn't sound like my brother walking into his room, it sounded furtive. I rarely missed an opportunity to spy on my brother, Jake. He was three years older than me and at 20 he was HOT. He was about six feet tall and unlike me he got my mothers light coloring. He had short-cropped blond hair and an even brown tan. The few times I had managed to catch him undressing, I saw that he had the most amazing tan lines. He spent a lot of time at the beach and often wore a skimpy suite, so his clearly defined lines outlined his ass and crotch perfectly. Even through his clothes you couldn't mistake that he had a great body. He was lean and had the kind of smooth, long muscles you see on competitive swimmers.
Not one to miss an opportunity, I crept from my bed and tiptoed down the hall. I got to the doorway of his room and stopped. I pressed myself against the wall and peered through the open crack of his door. Once again I wasn't disappointed. My spying was reaping rewards beyond belief. Jake was standing in the middle of his room. His back was to me, but I could see that his jeans were loosened and he was holding the front of his shirt up. I could hear low moans and soft sucking sounds. I couldn't see around him but I could make out the form of someone on their knees before him. I willed him to adjust his position and turn around. I was dying to see his cock. I could picture some dippy college girl on her knees nursing on his hard on. As if in answer to my wishes my brother shifted and turned slightly. I was right I could see a girl he took out occasionally bobbing her head up and down. I could just barley see his thick shaft sliding in and out of her mouth. Jake started moaning louder, obviously enjoying her attentions. Suddenly her head stopped moving and she pulled back. Now I could clearly see his engorged cock. It was about seven inches long and pretty thick. She must have stopped just before he came because I could see his dick jump and jerk up and down. He was close that was for sure. "What. c'mon Deb don't stop, I'm almost there." Jake murmured. "No I don't want to do this anymore-I'm leaving" With that the girl got up off her knees and wiped her mouth. As she started walking towards the door, I jumped back and hid behind the bathroom door that opened onto the hall. I could hear her run down the hall and down the stairs. As the front door of the house slammed I heard Jake shout one word . "Bitch" I figured the show was over at this point so I prepared to wait until he either went back downstairs or closed his door. I didn't hear anything so I swung the door a bit and peered through the crack made between the door and the wall. From this vantage point I could still see clearly into Jake's room.
He was still standing there with his cock out of his pants. It was truly beautiful. It was still fully erect and stood up straight at a 45-degree angel. I could see it pulse with his heartbeat. He gingerly tucked it back into his jeans and zipped them up, the outline of his straining cock clear through the worn fabric. Jake began talking to himself in a low voice.
" Fucking tease-I can't believe she left me like that. I need to get OFF"
This last statement was punctuated by Jake firmly slapping himself between the legs. He groaned with the rough contact to his balls. I could see the beginning of a wet spot forming on the faded white/blue of the crotch of his jeans. I never would of thought that Jake liked it rough.
Jake walked to the phone in the hall. The telephone table was right to the left of the bathroom, where I was hiding behind the door.
With one hand he quickly dialed a number, with the other I could see him cupping and squeezing his swollen testicles.
"Hi, yeah it's me"
Jake listened-I could see him frown.
"Yeah I know I said I wouldn't call again, but I need relief." As he said this he was looking down at his cock. The big head was easy to see through the worn crotch of his old jeans, there was a large dark wet spot where his cockhead continued to leak pre-cum. He was still rubbing and kneading his balls as he listened to the person on the other end of the line.
I could see he wasn't happy with the response he got.
More urgently now. " Please.you said you wanted to the other day, just a quick blow job, please"
I could hear a voice coming out of the other end of the receiver, but I couldn't hear what was being said.
Jake's voice took on a more conciliatory tone then when the conversation first started.
" Alright you can do that too if you want as long as I get off."
Jake whispered urgently this time.
"O.K. you call the shots as long as I get off." Jakes voice was thick with lust and resignation.
"When can you get over here-I'm home alone for the next few hours."
I heard the muffled response.
"Fine I'll see you in ten minutes-don't bother to ring the bell-just come straight up to my room."
Jake hung up the phone and went into his room. My heart was pounding in my chest and my own cock was aching in my tight white briefs. I took this opportunity to slip silently into my room. I didn't want to risk detection and possibly spoil the show that was coming. I was so turned on by the possibility of seeing my brother fuck some chick and get to see his naked, excited body. I would do my best to block the girl from my mind and just focus on Jake.
I heard Jake make his way to the bathroom and then the sound of the shower coming on. I quickly ran into Jakes room. Across his bedroom he had a large closet with louvered doors. I slipped in and positioned myself comfortably on the floor. By just slightly tipping the louvers I was afforded a clear view of his entire room.
LET THE SHOW BEGIN.
I continued to stroke my raging hard on through my underwear while I listened to the sounds of Jake shower. Pretty soon he came into the room. He was still dripping wet and had casually knotted a bath towel around his waist. It rode low on one hip and I could clearly see the sharply defined line of his tan back and the creamy white beginning swell of his ass. I could barley stifle a groan. He began going through the drawers of his bureau pulling out a pair of white briefs. I quickly realized that he might need something from the closet. I shuffled to the back of the closet and did my best to cover myself with some stray clothes on the floor. I was clenching my teeth in frustration. How would I explain this if I got caught?
I also could just about scream at the thought of loosing my ringside seat for the upcoming action.
Jake continued to fumble around his room and sure enough I clearly heard the sound of the closet door opening. I felt him right near my covered form. He was flipping through items hung on the rod above my hiding place. There was a distinct pause in his movements and I waited for my camouflage to be flung off me.nothing.I heard Jake step back and gently close the door.
What? Had he seen me? I listened carefully and could make out the sounds of him beginning to get dressed. I crept back to my original position and peered through the cracks. He had dropped the towel and was standing with his back to me. I gasped at the sight of his ass. It was creamy white and perfect. It seemed to glow in comparison to the perfectly tanned flesh of his muscled legs and back. My erection, which had deflated somewhat during the close call, sprang back to full tumescence instantly. God this was going to be good. He stepped into the underwear, and moved to his bureau. He began spraying himself with cologne and running his hands over his cropped hair. As he turned to grab the rest of his clothes I could see that his cock still stood at attention. It made a large tube-like bulge along his hip and seemed to be straining against his tight underwear. God he was horney! He stepped into a pair of soft gray sweatpants and threw on a wife beater t-shirt. He looked hot. He went over to his bed and stood next to it. I watched breathless. He put one knee on the bed and began to run his hands over his hips and chest. I could see that he was lightly brushing his nipples, they immediately sprang to attention. He pinched them, at first gently but with ever increasing force. His lips parted in a soft moan and I could see his crotch swell even larger. His hands traveled slowly down his body and he began to caress the cheeks of his ass. He rubbed the crack and began pulling at the pants, tightening the fabric over his balls. He slowly brought his hand up to his mouth and sensually began to lick and suck on his large middle finger. What the fuck was this-my brother was into some interesting shit! He brought his wet finger to the back of the gray pants and slipped his hand under the loose waistband. I watched in awe as he began to tease his asshole and slowly insert the finger into his hot hole. OH my GOD! I removed my hand from my cock. Through this little performance I had been unconsciously jacking my dick and was about to come if I didn't put the brakes on. I saw Jake continue to slide his finger in and out of his ass. He was breathing heavy and pulling on his balls through his pants and underwear. His head came up at a sound from downstairs. It was the front door softly opening and closing. Distinctly heard the click of the deadbolt and my stomach jumped. Jake pulled his hand out of the back of his pants. He looked expectantly at the door, his face was flushed and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. His sweatpants bulged obscenely, god was he ready.
I heard a heavy tread on the stairs. This must be some big girl! What the fuck!!! Through the bedroom door walked Mr. Berton!
He was our neighbor-the father of one of Jake's best friends. What was going on? I took this minute to study Mr. B. He was about 45 or 46 years old. He was a big man, about six feet, five or so. He head salt and pepper hair, cut real short. He was one of those men with a big square jaw and deep-set eyes. I had always seen him dressed in business shirts and such, but even in those you could tell he was built. Today he was a bit more casual. He was wearing a pair of tight blue shorts and a white t-shirt. He had on running shoes and a baseball cap. He had apparently used the excuse of a run to get out of the house. I was stunned. This couldn't be true. My brother was expecting a blow job from this man?! It never even occurred to me that Jake fooled around with guys. My mouth was dry and my dick was so hard it hurt. My karma was to good to be true. This was the third time I had front row seats to gay Male Fantasy 101!! Jake looked at the older man shyly.
"Hi Mr. Berton-I.I'm glad you came" Jake stammered.
Mr. Berton leaned in and took a huge hand-he placed it squarely on Jake's distended crotch and began to firmly stoke the engorged cock trapped beneath the two layers of soft fabric. Jake let out a groan.
"You think your glad now, wait till I finish with you." Growled Mr. B. "Also since we're getting to be such good friends-call me Wil."
Jake looked down at the hand squeezing and stroking his hard dick. I could see him swallow hard and try and catch his breath to speak again.
"I wouldn't have called.but this girl I've been seeing.uhh god.She came over.and she started doing things to me.but before I got off she stopped. I haven't had sex in so long and since I barely get time alone I can't even jerk off. Shit that feels.uhh.. I haven't gotten off in about a month. I feel like I'm going to die if I don't cum."
Mr. Berton chuckled..."Aww poor little boy." He reached one hand up and began to pull and twist one of Jake's hard nipples.
Jake jumped at the contact and leaned in closer.
"Please. the other day you said you'd like to umm play with me.would you suck me off.please?"
I couldn't believe the note of pleading I heard in my older brother's voice. He was desperate. His voice wasn't the only thing signifying his need. I looked at his crotch where the big rough looking hand was still working in earnest. His cock was almost peeking over the top of his waistband and a stain had begun to appear through both his underwear and his sweats. Mr. Berton was rubbing and pulling-hard.
"Oh we'll play Jake but you've got to agree to my rules."
Jake looked up. "What rule?"
Suddenly Mr. Berton stepped back, he removed his hands from the hot body and placed them on his hips.
"You're cocky and even in this situation you think you're going to just take what you want and be done, but I'm telling you that is not how it is going to be."
Jake opened his mouth to ask a question, but before he could say a word the older man reached back and slapped him, hard right across the face.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing, asshole!" the outrage was clear in Jake's voice.
"Nothing you're not begging for-bitch!" Mr. Berton said in a flat deadpan voice.
Jake turned and began to leave the room. As he brushed past the older man on his way to the door, Mr. Berton grabbed him by the upper arms. His big hands circled around Jake's chest and began to tease and pinch his hard nipples through the thin cotton of his tank. I looked down the length of their bodies and could clearly see a considerable bulge in the front of the tight athletic shorts worn by the older man. He began to press his crotch into the cleft of Jake's buttocks. His hand slid up Jake's chest and throat and cupped his chin and his fingers slid into Jake's open gasping mouth. Jake began to suck ad nurse on his big fingers. I could see his lips grasp at the digits pulling them deeper into his mouth. I could clearly see the red welt on the side of Jake's flushed cheek. Mr. Berton slid his fingers out of the hot mouth and reached between their close pressed bodies. He pulled the back of Jake's sweats open and slowly slid his hand down. I could just make out the hand works it's way between those tight mounds and heard the loud gasp as the wet fingers found Jake's asshole. I saw Mr. Berton strain to force his fingers in. Jake began to protest.
"God.no.what are you doing.I don't want this."
Though he said he didn't want it his cock was clearly in disagreement. I could see it jump and jerk with the now rhythmic thrusting of the older man's big fingers. Jake responded to the pressure that the man was exerting on his back and began to bend forward.
His ass was now thrust out and at the mercy of the man standing behind him. Mr. Berton continued to finger fuck my brother, he kept his hand inserted into the loose sweat pants. Jake was bracing his hands on his knees and I could see the stiff outline of his turgid cock through the crotch of the pants. His mouth was open and his eyes were squeezed close. Mr. Berton was thrusting harder and harder. From my vantage point it looked like he was using two big fingers knitted together to penetrate my brother's ass. He was rotating his fingers and angling them s as to ensure that he would keep hard contact with Jake's prostate. Jake began to moan and his body began to tremble and tense up. God he was going to cum!! The older man must have sensed this as well, because he immediately pulled his hand out of the back of Jake's pants. Jake groaned and turned to look over his shoulder at the man.
"C'mon. don't. stop. " he was pulling in great gulps of air and a thin line of drool ran down his chin.
Instead of a response Mr. Berton wound up and slapped Jake's cotton covered ass.
"Oh no you don't. you're not getting off that easy, kid"
Jake reached back and attempted to lower his pants, maybe hoping that the sight of his hot ass, naked and spread open would entice Mr. B. to continue his finger fuck. Before he could lower them though, the older man grasped his wrists and jerked Jake upright with his arms pulled behind his back. Mr. Berton moved his mouth forward and whispered In Jake's ear.
"You still don't get it, do you? You don't move without my permission from now on" To punctuate this he jerked Jake's arms. Jake yelped and said, "Alright I get it. what do you ant me to do?"
Mr. Berton released Jake's arms and walked around to stand in front of my brother. He looked him up and down. He was clearly taking note of Jake's flushed face, heavy breathing and drooling cock.
" Yeah it's obvious that you need some relief, Kid. But the question is. are you ready to work for it?"
Jake looked up, "What do you mean, work?"
Instead of answering him Mr. Berton reached out and placed his two hands on Jake's shoulders and firmly but gently pushed my brother to his knees.
"Hey.I 'm not going to suck your dick."
Mr. Berton didn't say a word he just moved his sneaker-clad foot and firmly tapped Jake's balls.
Jake groaned and I saw his dick jump in the sweats. By now he had a large wet spot right where the tip of his cock was resting and it seemed to expand even more as Mr. Berton proceeded to knead and kick at Jake's bulging crotch. Jake seemed to become electrified by this contact. He leaned forward and thrust his crotch at the shoe. He began to run the large bulge between his legs up and down the foot and shin of the man standing in front of him. His cock leaked more pre-cum through the sweats and the sweats themselves began to pull down in the back from the considerable rubbing occurring between Jake's legs. I could just see the swell of the top of Jake's perfect ass. I could see how wet and shiny the top of the crack of his ass looked from the moist fingers that had so recently stroked that hot flesh. Jake seemed so out of control it was amazing.
He began to lick at the thigh just below the leg of MR. Berton's shorts and I could hear his breathing from all the way across the room. I moved my eyes hungrily up the leg of the big man and almost chocked when I saw the size of the tent in the front of his shorts. His cock was sticking straight up and it must have been about ten inches long. I longed for him to free it from the tight confines of his shorts so I could see the entire thing, exposed, naked and hot.
Mr. Berton looked down and noticed that Jake was really grinding himself against his lower leg now. Jake's strokes began to look erratic and his body would jerk and shudder on each down stroke. He was close to an orgasm again. Wil pulled his leg back and moved his foot up to plant it squarely on Jake's heaving chest. He flexed his huge thigh muscle and kicked Jake over. Jake lay on his back, gasping and moaning. His sweats were soaked in a long trail outlining his rigid cock and his legs were splayed open. Mr. Berton looked down at him and bent over, "Not yet Pussyboy-we're not there yet."
Jake looked desperate. His voice was thick in his throat and breathless when he replied. "I'll do it now.I'll suck your dick if you want me to.just let me cum.PLEASE!"
Wil Berton laughed. I shuddered from my spot in the closet to hear that sound. He was having fun torturing my sex-starved brother.
"I'm not even sure I want you to suck me off now. I have lost interest in that. Seeing you bent over sucking at my fingers with your hot tight hole has given me another idea."
Saying that he turned around and walked over to the wall by the windows. He sat down on the floor with his back against the wall. His muscled legs were spread and his packed crotch was on perfect display. I could see the huge outline of his rock hard cock. He looked up and said, "Get over here"
Jake began to sep over to where my neighbor was sitting, but halted when Mr. Berton growled.
"On your knees"
Jake slowly sank to the floor. He looked pleadingly at Mr. Berton.
"Crawl over here, don't waste time I can see how much you're hurting."
I looked in the direction of the man's eyes and indeed Jake's cock was tenting his pants out so far and looked so hard that it must have been painful.
Broken by his need, Jake began to crawl over to his tormentor. As he got in close proximity of Mr. Berton's open legs he stopped and looked up for further instructions.
"Take my pants off-boy," commanded the man.
Jake groaned and slid his hands up the heavily muscled, hairy thighs. He grasped the waistband of the blue jock shorts and began to tug them down. Mr. Berton watched dispassionately. He offered neither assistance nor resistance. When they cleared his hips he minimally lifted his buttocks to allow the shorts to be tugged over his ass. I felt my eyes bulge at the sight of this hot older man sitting with wide spread legs while my brother struggled to get his pants over his shorts. Jake seemed to be having a difficult time completing this task while keeping his eyes glued to the man's huge, pre-cum soaked jock strap. The jock was so wet that it was almost transparent. I could see the entire shape of his cut cock. It was BIG and Hard. Once Jake had the pants off he made a motion to reach out and touch the object of his lust. But Mr. Berton caught his wrist.
"No way my friend not yet. I'm so glad to see you've lost some of the reluctance you expressed earlier but you're defiantly not ready to get your hands on my cock-not yet anyway."
Jake looked up and said. " What then.what do you want?"
A slow sleepy smile spread across the man's face. "Stand up and take off those sweat pants."
Jake jumped to obey. I was amazed to see that if anything his cock had swollen more over the last few minutes. His sweats were stained and looked about to rip open in the front. He quickly stripped the soft gray material off. And turned around standing over the man in just his wet white briefs. Wil seemed to devour him with his eyes. Ina low voice he said, "turn around"
Jake spun around slowly.
I heard the sharp intake of breath when Mr. Berton's hands touched his cotton covered ass. I watched in awe as those huge hands began to stroke and knead my brother's bulbous ass. He cupped and separated the cheeks, running his large fingers up and down the crack of Jake's ass.
Jakes cock visibly oozed out several more gobs of pre-cum at the rough contact.
His eyes were squeezed shut and he was virtually panting. Mr. Berton leaned forward and began to extend his tongue, reaching out to lick at the cloth covered asshole. He began to roughly tongue, lick and literally chew on Jake's hot hole. Jake was moaning and groaning, he had bent forward and braced himself on the edge of the bed in front of him. He began to speak as Mr.
Berton gruffly pried his checks open to gain fuller access.
"Oh. my god.yeah.this is so fucking hot. I .I.don't want it to ever stop.get me off with your tongue.yeah I'm close. Can I take these off."? As he made this last statement his hands reached for the waistband of his underwear, trying to slide them off to finally get the full contact he craved. Mr. Berton once again captured his wrists- stopping him from moving. The oral assault continued at what seemed a feverish pace. Jake was getting more and more excited and Mr. Berton's jock could no longer contain his rampant cock.
The huge head was exposed over the top of the thick elastic waistband. It was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum that was running down the jock and pooling on the floor between his legs.
Jake's moans began to take on a different tone. Apparently Mr. Berton noticed as well. Jake began to look down at his crotch and I could almost feel him willing himself to finally shoot what must be a huge wad of cum stored in his heavy balls. Before that could happen Mr. Berton acted and broke contact. He pulled his wet and shining face out of the crack of Jake's ass and released the wrists he still held trapped. To ensure that Jake would hold off he reached back and SLAPPED the right side of Jake's sensitive ass. Jake yelled and straightened up.
"What..please." Jake was stunned "Get on your knees again little bitch" instructed Wil Jake turned and literally fell to his knees.
"Now I want you to look at the mess you've made me make-clean me up"
Jake looked with hooded eyes at the golf ball sized cock head, running with pre-cum. He lowered his head and opened his mouth. Before the hot contact could be made he heard one more order from Wil. "Just your tongue."
Jake extended his tongue and used it to gently flick at the piss slit. He scooped up glob after glob of juice from the deep trench. He then took his tongue and began to rapidly circle the entire head.
He made a special point of dragging as much of the surface of his tongue over the extremely sensitive underside of the cut cock head. As his attentions brought more and more beads of pre- cum to the tip he would move his mouth up and scoop out the fruits of his labor. Any attempt he made to engulf the head or pry more of it out of the tight confines of the jock strap, were met with a firm hand placed on his forehead. From my location I could hear their labored breathing and almost smell the pre-cum-how long could this exquisite torture continue? "Good Boy" whispered our neighbor.
"I think we're ready to loose this jock, don't you?"
Jake rushed to agree, He grabbed the waistband and yanked it down the man's hips. Mr. Berton lifted his ass and kicked the strap off his feet in eager anticipation of finally being naked, at least form the waist down.
Jake stared in awe at the enormous cock in front of him. It stood straight and tight against Mr.
Berton's stomach and was so long it reached up to almost between where his nipples would be.
It was deep red and throbbed in time to the rapid heartbeat of the older man. Jake made an immediate grab for it. I could read the desperation he felt to touch its hot velvet hardness in his hand and his mouth opened in anticipation of impaling his throat on the considerable length.
Again that restraining hand intervened.
"No, no that's not on the menu."
Jake looked questioningly at Wil "It's that ass I want." stated Mr. Berton I could see Jake hesitate and measure his need against the size and girth of the cock.
Mr. Berton took over. "Straddle me Boy."
Jake followed this instruction. His breath stirring the man's hair as they were now face to face.
The man's hands began to stroke and cup the hot wet buttocks through the cotton fabric. He slid his fingers in and out of the leg bands of the underwear making hot contact with Jake's asshole. I could make out his fingers penetrating Jake's ass and was amazed that he had gotten him that open and wet earlier with his eager mouth. Jake began to go crazy at this point. He had obviously reached a breaking point. He threw his head back and began to buck and gyrate on the man's lap.
His dripping cock was making sliding contact with the hot naked cock in front of him. If it weren't for the layer of cotton separating them I knew he'd be going off like a pistol at this point.
Mr. Berton began to work my brother's nipples; pinching and rubbing them mercilessly.
He posed a simple question t Jake at his time.
"Are you ready?"
Jake yelled his consent-"YES.god YES"
Mr. Berton reached back and grasped the top of the waistband of Jake's underpants, he pulled the waist down so that it framed his hot round ass cheeks-thereby exposing Jake's twitching hole.
His huge hands found the cheeks and he lifted and separated them while raising my brother up and lining his ten- inch dick up with the eager asshole he'd prepared. He looked straight into Jake's eyes as he slowly, exquisitely slowly lowered him down on his cock.
I could see the outer ring f Jake's hole stretch and expand to swallow the huge head. He gasped as it slipped in and his ass snapped closed round it. Sweat began to pour from him as inch after hard inch entered his tight ass. His cock was still firmly trapped in the white underwear, even more so since the back of the pants were pulled down. I could see a huge thick glob of pre-cum force itself out of his dick head as more and more of the cock slid in battering his prostate. It seemed like an hour before I could see Jake's ass rest on the large churning balls of the man fucking him. God he had ten fucking inches in him! Jake seemed incoherent, his breathing was rapid and extremely loud. Through is underwear his cock looked like it was ready to snap off. He was dripping with sweat, his undershirt clinging to his ripped body. I couldn't breath-my own dick throbbed in rhythm with these two magnificent performers.
Mr. Berton looked like he had died and gone to heaven. He was apparently ready to try for nirvana. He began to lift Jake up and down, sliding him along the length of his rampant cock.
"That's a good boy.feels good? Doesn't it?"
"Yeah.please Wil.AWWW"
This went on for several minutes. Jake was getting closer, I could tell His whole body was tensing up and trembling with each stroke.
Mr. Berton lifted him up higher on this stroke to the point where just the tip of his cock remained encased in my brother's ass.
"You want to get naked now, Jake."
"Ohh god don't.stop" Jake groaned Wil lifted him the rest of the way off-Jake could barely support himself on his knees. He looked about ready to fall over. My neighbor then grabbed the sides and legs hole of the soaked underware and roughly ripped them in half. Jake's, cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach, pre-cum flew from the tip with the violence of this motion. Wil grabbed Jake's naked ass, spread him wide and sank him down in one stroke all the way to the balls! This was it Jake screamed and looked down at his tortured organ. It virtually exploded. Cum came flying out of the head and arched up and landed with a thick splash on Wil's face and hair. The next shot flew over Will's head and soaked the wall behind him. My brother continued to pump huge jets of cum for over three or four minutes. Each stroke don on the huge dick impaling him would force more thick cum out to entirely coat Mr. Breton's face. Periodically Wil would open his mouth and drink down some of the viscous liquid. It was awe-inspiring.
I began to make out words coming from Wil, "I'm there, get off my cock and eat my load.aww..Now!!"
Jake was lifted off the rigid cock. As the head exited his ass ring his balls drew up and the first shot went directly into the hot channel of Jake's ass. He groaned at the feel. The next shot squirted out of his ass and coated his cheeks. He immediately bent down on his hands and knees.
He grasped the thick shat and aimed the shooting head at his open mouth. The cum flew into his mouth and I could see him convulsively swallow the drink. He captured the head in his sucking lips and began to suck more cum out. I could see him swallow several more shots before lifting his mouth off the head and letting a couple of jets of semen coat his face. He began to pump the dick in his fist aiming the ejaculate at his face lips and open mouth. By the time Mr. Berton's orgasm was finished Jake was covered. My own cock had erupted volcanically, shooting my teen sperm all over the louvered doors and in fact I could see jets of my own cum three feet in front of the closet-shit!
Wil smiled as he looked at the spent twenty year old. He abruptly stood up and stepped into his shorts. He picked up the dripping jock and dropped it on Jake's shoulder.
"Here's a souvenir-keep it and think of me. Hahaha call me when you want to play again, Slut"
I heard him laugh as he jogged down the stairs.
Jake pulled himself off the floor. He looked around his room and walked straight for my closet.
He opened the door, looked down at me holding my dripping semi-hard dick and dropped his soaking underwear on my upturned face.
"Next time you're going to have to pay for the show, Little Brother"
I heard him chuckle as he walked to the bathroom and started the shower.