Jeff untied his waist bandana, and then his shirt fell away from his
shapely shoulders and revealed his old smooth, pale chest. Not much muscle
development, but he was still a tasty dish. Next he hopped on one foot at
a time and shot his sandals across the room, one almost hitting me. His
pants fell to his ankles. Shit, this kid had better legs than any girl, no
knobby knees or anything, surely no hair. But, if you think that he was
all girl, forget it, his cock was the largest in the family.
This kind-size appendage now woke up and began to reach for the sky. The
flesh cover seemed to unfurl, but it was really because the cock head
pushed out. As he stood there, looking at us, his cock reached its full
eight and three quarter inches (he told us that after measuring it) was
displayed in its full upward curving glory.
Maybe it was the weight on his vocal chords that caused Jeff to speak with
a croak, but there it was, a creaky, crackly voice that said, "Brothers O'
mine, let me warm up my engine with my dear Miss Agnes." We both shrugged
and sat together on the edge of our bed as spectators to whatever he had in
mind.
We didn't have to wait long. Jeff lay on his side on the other bed and
pushed his knees up to his chest. Then our cute, but swishy brother began
to sing something about Old Mother Hubbard, went to the cupboard to get his
poor dog a bone. At the last word, he stopped and called his white fluff
of a dog who immediately began licking the aforesaid bone. Jeff's eyes
rolled up in pleasure. "Oh, this is what I've missed in the barracks." I
looked down at that tableau. You couldn't call it a sixty-nine. It was
more accurately a sixty K-9 but the loop wasn't yet closed, but would be
soon.
As the pooch licked away, Blackie decided to get in the act and help his
friend. He got on his haunches behind Jeff's ass and began making friends
with the boy's pucker. At that moment, our boy was lost to us, away in
sexland, but half of his brain was still functioning as he beckoned me to
stand in front of his baby soft mouth and tongue. I caught on at once,
because I was smart about sex stuff, you think? and was already longing for
another cum.
His hot mouth closed around my stiff cock and he began a slow suck, as if
he was drinking from a bottle, and he'd get something to drink pretty soon
if he kept that up.
Now poor hot, Chase watched us. He hummed slightly from reflected
excitement. I had an idea. "Chase, I've never given a blow job, but for
you, I'm willing. Move in bro."
In a moment, his dripping cock was in my mouth and I sucked as best I could
for a beginning. He kept patting my red, fuzzy hair in encouragement and I
sucked harder. Apparently that was his trigger method-hard sucking, not
like mine that was soft sucking. Well, everyone to his own cock socking.
I realized the noise level in this bedroom sounded like the heavy free
weight room at the gym. There was grunts, sounds almost of pain, groans
and exclamations of "Good" and "Oh shit, right there, like that" etc. Then
too you had two dogs with their own brand of growls and yips.
What finally happened was that cutey Jeff was the first to win the race.
All that stimulation was more than the poor kid could stand. His ass hole
was spasming, his his balls were buzzing. He took his mouth away from my
cocks for a minute to shout that he was cumming. That cum was slurped by
Blackie. Chase began to unload and he sure was sweet, maybe from all that
jumping out of planes. Next, I couldn't hold on, though I tried like hell.
I just stopped fighting and let it go. The power of my cum was so high
that I blacked out a moment. When I came back to, there was my two
brothers kidding each other like on a date.
"Hey guys, what about me?"
Jeff said, "Do you hear someone?"
Chase said, "Someone said something."
Then they both said, "Have you ever been kissed by two brothers? No, well
pucker up and slightly open that puffy mouth, we're coming in for a
landing."
Oh that was a great kiss; a long kiss; a kiss that almost had me creaming
again. Shit, brothers are great, but don't forget our loyal dogs.
End
Thursday, 13 April 2017
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