When Colin and I came down to the living room, Eric and Daddy were sitting on the couch shirtless, giggling at a commercial with an Emu that they've seen for the hundredth time as if it was brand new to them. Evidently, their cleanup of breakfast made them all sticky, and they had to abandon their shirts. Eric's smooth, muscular chest and perky nipples jiggled as he laughed. Daddy's lightly hairy, but even more impressively big chest did the same, his pink pointy nipples at attention from the cool a/c. They were shoulder to shoulder, hardly realizing they decided to sit right next to each other on the long couch.
"Hey boys," I said as we walked down. They looked up, shook from the commercial's trance. They immediately began eye-fucking both of us, though they didn't realize what they were doing.
Colin and I were wearing nothing but jockstraps–his blue, mine red. My tight, muscular frame, along with my fit-yet-bubbly bottom slut ass filled out the strap perfectly. Eric had seen me in it plenty of times just before he shoved his jumbo dick inside of me. Colin was looking just as sexy, but much smaller in comparison. His cute, flat chest and hairless body made his bubble butt stand out even more prominently.
Eric and Daddy were speechless. They just watched us as we sauntered over and sat down on the couch next to them and leaned on their laps. Colin sat on Daddy's side, and I sat on Eric's. We looked up into their pretty eyes.
"Uhhh..." was all that Eric could get out.
"Hmmpf," added Daddy.
"Yes?" Colin and I asked in harmony.
"Umm," Daddy continued. "Why are you boys wearing…well, just your jocks?"
"Oh what, these?" I asked, looking down at my body as if I just noticed what I was wearing, massaging my chest and abs in the process. "Oh! Well, I got some syrup on me when I was cooking, and when I hugged Colin, it got on him too! So we just figured we'd wear these to avoid getting more of our clothes dirty."
"Oh, okay," said Daddy in his deep voice, nodding in approval of my smart decision making.
Eric, meanwhile, kept staring at me with a slightly panicked look in his eye. I looked back and winked. He knew perfectly well why I would wear such a slutty outfit, and that was for easy access to my tight, juicy hole. I could imagine he was torn between being caught fucking his little brother by our dad, and also breeding his little brother like bottom gay slut he was born to be. Eric and I both looked down at his lap, which was already sporting a throbbing, leaking jock dong. I giggled.
"Do you guys want to watch a movie?" I asked suddenly. "It's kind of fun to laze around on a Saturday, right?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea!" Colin said before Eric and Daddy could respond.
I saw that Colin was already stroking Daddy's shoulder, and they were looking into each other's eyes with a seductive intensity that made my own boypussy quiver. That fucking slut, I thought somewhat proudly as I watched Colin's hand slowly move down Daddy's shoulder to his abs and then his lap. Daddy's leg was obscuring my vision of Colin's hand, but I was sure he was petting Daddy's fat cock now because Daddy's body tensed up and he began looking up at the ceiling and around the room as if nothing unusual was happening.
"Let's do it," I said cheerily and got up to the TV and immediately bent over and began fiddling with the entertainment console.
I could feel 3 pairs of eyes boring into me as I naughtily stuck my ass in the air so that my smooth, pink pucker was on full display. A thin layer of sweat made my precious fuckhole glisten in the sun, and even from across the room I could hear Eric's gentle whimpers of longing. This went on for a full five minutes: me shaking my ass and winking my hole at all 3 boys while I arched my back more and more to show off my goods. For a moment I had a thought of recreating a scene in a gay sex story I read a while back and make Eric get behind me and shove his cock in between my ass cheeks "accidentally" as he helped me with the TV. But I knew we wouldn't need such theatrics once Colin and I got Eric and Daddy worked up.
Finally, after fiddling with the console for a few minutes, I turned a movie on and went back to the couch to sit next to Eric. Colin already had a blanket over him and Daddy's lap, and had his right hand hidden underneath, moving in a curiously familiar up-and-down motion. I smiled and did the same with my own nearby blanket.
Eric's body went tense the moment my fingers slid his shorts down so that his fat cock could bounce free under the blanket, but he did not try to stop me. Duh. Instead, he looked intently at the TV, pretending to watch the movie. I looked over at Daddy, who was doing the same, his eyes wide with shock and his breathing heavy with lust. Well no shit, I thought to myself as I took in the pair. Colin's licking his nipple! Which was true. Instead of also pretending to watch the movie, Colin was shamelessly nursing, biting and flicking Daddy's fat, pointed nipple with his cute, pink tongue. Daddy's bulky chest flexed occasionally, and he grunted a little under his breath, but he was doing his best to keep his concentration despite Colin's persistent handjob and nipple play. Perhaps he thought if he didn't react, nobody would take notice.
This would be a stupid plan, though, because both Eric and Daddy's laps were making the blankets on their laps bounce up and down vigorously, seemingly as if a ghost was giving them passionate head. Anyone looking at them would know immediately what was happening.
This continued on for several minutes. The movie played on, I stroked Eric's juicy dick. His pre-cum was now fully coating his shaft, making a loud slicking noise each time I pumped him. Both the boys were working their faces furiously trying not to let out their moans of pleasure, hoping not to be found out by the other. Colin and I occasionally shared glances of delighted satisfaction from teasing them. But, eventually, I had enough.
Even though I consider myself a smart, manipulative, sassy slut bottom, even I can find myself consumed with the hunger for meaty jock dick. Our plan was to fuck Daddy and Eric, but I sort of forgot that we wanted to keep the pretense of jocks fucking jocks (and a twink, I guess) going.
But, holy shit, Eric was practically humping my fist now. He wasn't even looking at the TV! He was just staring at his lap, watching the fabric of the blanket bounce up and down, his hips leaving the couch occasionally. We looked at each other, and I saw a deep longing in his eyes. I looked over at Daddy, and he was basically doing the same thing. Both jock, father and son, were so deeply into their undercover handjobs. Without really caring about the consequences, I let go of Eric's cock and got down on the living room floor, jockpussy back up in the air in front of Eric.
"Okay, big bro," I said, shaking my ass and winking my hole at Eric. "You probably should dump that jock load in me now."
The room was silent except for the steady shlicking sounds of Colin's hand on Daddy's cock.
"I…uhhh," Eric grunted stupidly.
"What are you doing Sammy," Daddy croaked out. For a moment he seemed to lose focus on the handjob, shocked at my sluttiness.
"Oh! Well, Eric is a big strong jock, Daddy! And jocks are suuuuper virile, which means that he needs to unload his heavy balls of jock cum whenever he can!" I said all this while massaging my jiggly-yet-firm ass cheeks and occasionally spreading them to show off even more of my smooth, pink hole.
"But…" Daddy said, thinking hard. He apparently was fighting off the feelings of his handjob, while trying to puzzle out what I had said. "Why doesn't Eric just…ngh jerk off on his own?"
"Oh silly Daddy," I said. "That's what a jock would do if he was all by himself. But luckily for Eric, his little brother is a bottom jock! And bottom jocks are great at taking huge jock dicks and are sooooo much better than a dumb, old hand!"
"Mmmpfff…hand," was all Daddy said in response. Based on the sound, Colin's hand was moving faster over Daddy's slippery cock.
"Remember when you helped Eric cum into my jock hole, Daddy?" I asked.
"Mmm uh-uh."
"Well, we found out then that it's much easier to prevent those accidents from happening by just letting Eric use my holes when he was feeling pent up! That way he doesn't inflict damage onto strangers with his jumbo horse cock."
"Oh…uhhh, yeah I guess that makes sense…" Daddy said slowly.
"Holy shit," Colin muttered under his breath. Whether he was talking to me, to Daddy, or himself, I didn't know. "He already watched them fuck…"
"I mean, look at poor Eric, Daddy," I said and slid the blanket off Eric's lap. He tried his best to cover himself with his hands, but his 10-inch cock simply bounced and throbbed, leaking pre profusely. Colin and Daddy stared at it. "He needs to let that all out. And I noticed you may be dealing with a similar issue."
With that cue, Colin used his other hand to remove their blanket. He continued stroking Daddy's cock the entire time. Daddy looked down at it as though surprised to find he had a dick with a cute boy's hand groping it. Daddy was at least two inches bigger than Eric. His fat balls were slightly hairy and bounced with Colin's pumping. My mouth was watering.
"I…duhhh," Daddy said, looking around at me, then Eric, and then Colin.
"It's okay," Colin said, and he locked eyes with Daddy. "A fat, juicy manly cock like yours should get whatever it wants. And I think I know what it wants."
Colin winked and Daddy's cock spurted a stream of clear pre-cum all over Colin's hand. Colin stopped stroking Daddy and raised his sticky hand to his mouth and began licking. Daddy growled in a low voice.
"Come on, Eric," I said looking back at him past my bubble butt. "Give your lil' bro that fat dick."
Without hesitation, Eric stood up, slid off his shorts and knelt down behind me. He leaned his face in and spit a large gob of spit onto my hole. I moaned and wiggled my ass back at him. Eric began thrusting his fingers into my hole, coating my pussy walls with his spit. He finger fucked me for a few seconds. But my sweet jock hole was trained for his cock, and soon, he was lining up his cockhead to my hole.
With one swift push, Eric slammed into me, his balls slapping against mine. Eric and I moaned in unison. We settled in like that for a moment. Eric then grabbed my hair and pulled me head backwards, making me look up at him. He smiled devilishly and leaned over. Instinctually I opened my mouth and Eric spat a fat wad directly into it. I swallowed it hungrily and moaned satisfactorily. I could hear Colin muttering a soft "Fuuuck" behind us.
Then Eric began fucking me as if he had just returned from war, finally able to mate with his beloved. In and out of my asshole his cock slid. Pounding, over and over. My ass ripple with each thrust Eric slammed into me. We were immediately lost in our fucking. Eric clearly did not care that Daddy was watching. He was deep in his trance and deep in my boypussy, babbling on.
"God so…fucking…tight. Perfect jock hole. Need this so–ngghh–fucking bad. Perfect brother pussy. Fuuuuuck, yes Sammy. Love it. Love it. Loooove it, SLUT!"
Eric slapped my ass on the final word, making me yelp.
"Fuck yeah, stud," I told him in my sluttiest voice. "Pound that boy cunt."
Eric would let his cock slip out, my gaping hole would let out a juicy fart, but quickly begin tightening back up, like a fleshlight. Eric would tell me "I love this pussy so much," and shove right back in me, making me moan even louder and encourage him to fuck me harder. Eric and I were so wrapped in talking to each other and fucking that I didn't even realize Colin had got on all fours right next to me and Daddy was already lining up his cock to that cute twink's hole!
I looked back and Daddy and I locked eyes. He looked desperate, but there was something else. Dominance?
"I'm so sorry you have to see me like this son," Daddy said innocently. "But a father must…" He began thrusting his cock forward. "Take…" his cockhead slipped into Colin's ring. Colin let out a high-pitched whimper. "What he…" Daddy shoved even farther. Amazingly, Colin did not look to be in pain at all, but was actually helping and thrusting his tiny bubble butt backwards. "WANTS!"
With a final push, Daddy fully entered his 12-inch fuck rod. He grunted and Colin was moaning like a whore in heat, trying to fuck himself. The juxtaposition of a hulking man covered in a modest amount of hair impaling a tiny, pale, twink bitch with his humungous porno cock made me shiver and convulse, shooting my own cum onto the living room floor.
Eric must have felt the walls of my asshole tightening even more, or maybe he was completely overwhelmed by watching his manly, masculine dad sliding his cock in and out of a cute boy, because his fucking became erratic. With a couple more ecstatic pushes, Eric began dumping this jock load into my stomach. Pulse after pulse I felt his cum enter me, warming me up. Very quickly his massive load was too much and began spilling out back onto his cock. After Eric stopped fucking his cum into me, he pulled out and sat back, resting on the front of the couch. I quickly turned around and began cleaning up his messy cock, which was still throbbing and leaking a river of cum. After licking the shaft of Eric's cum and my ass juices, I began working his tip until eventually taking his full length into my throat and giving him proper throat fucking.
"Ngghhoohhhhh fuckkkk," came a strangled voice from Daddy. He was watching me slurp on Eric's dick, which was now fully hard again. Daddy began fucking Colin even harder.
"Oh fuck, Daddy, keep pounding this boy hole," Colin moaned. His hole was gaping and farting with each time Daddy pulled his cock to the tip. "Harder faster. Fuck YES, just like that. Take this faggot hole."
Daddy kept fucking, but I could tell was getting close. He kept muttering incoherent words with each thrust forward. A steady stream of "Fuck" "Hole" "Pussy" "Bitch" "Faggot" was spewing from his mouth in a deep, gravelly voice that made my cummy pussy flutter. Meanwhile I was edging Eric with my throat, mostly spitting on his cock and licking up the dripping fluid off his shaft and only occasionally taking him to the balls with my throat. Eric was simply staring at Daddy's powerful dominance with mesmerized awe.
While Eric was watching Daddy and Colin, I climbed up onto Eric's lap and got his attention. My big, wet, dick was nestled perfectly into my athletic, but jiggly ass cheeks. I grinded on him a little and looked into his eyes. Our lips met and we began hungrily kissing, swapping spit, wrestling our tongues, and moaning deeply into each other's mouths.
"Fuuckkk, cumminggggg," Daddy roared and gave Colin's hole one final push before dumping what must have been the most potent load imaginable.
Evidently Daddy was watching us, and it was hot to know our make out session sent him over the edge. Eric and I kept giving each other cute pecks on the lips, reveling in our embrace. Daddy was slowly thrusting into Colin, who had shot his own load onto the floor just like me. Finally, Daddy's cock slowly pulled out of Colin's hole which made a farting sound as if begging the cock to come back.
Daddy's cock was gorgeous. It wasn't fully hard, but it was still around 9 inches and throbbing gently. It glistened in the sunlight from the cum. He too sat back against the couch and was catching his breath.
"Wow," he said between breaths.
I got off of Eric's lap and began crawling over to my sexy dad. With pleading eyes I looked at his wet dick and up at him.
"Daddy, can I..?" I asked sweetly.
Daddy's eyes widened in shock, but they quickly adjusted and with a knowing look–perhaps he understood the insatiable needs of slutty bottom jocks–gave a solemn nod, and I hungrily dove in.
Just like with Eric, I began cleaning up Daddy's messy cock, which tasted like a mixture of Colin's sweet boypussy that I tried earlier and perfect manly cum, which was salty and sweet and coated my throat so well. Instantly, his cock was back to full mast.
I felt Colin's shoulder bump up against mine. Perhaps he was jealous that I was worshiping Daddy and Daddy came after watching his two sons making out, but Colin began licking Daddy's shaft and sweaty, musky balls. I hopped off and let Colin show me his deepthroating skills.
I had a grade-A throat pussy, no doubt about it. Ask Eric to tell you. But Colin was a master. With no effort, he slid halfway down Daddy's donkey dong, paused, then slid all the way to the base. I could hear a popping sound in Colin's throat, and he heaved a little, but he was unbothered. He even looked over at me and winked, giant cock stuffing his throat and all. When he came up he gave a dramatic gasp and drooled over the tip of Daddy's dick.
"Mmm, fuck Daddy tastes so good," Colin said with such slutty bitch energy it made me proud.
"Can…can we keep going?" Eric said with an uncharacteristic whimper. I looked over to see him steadily stroking his throbbing cock. The slit was leaking profusely.
Before Colin could respond (not that he would be able to since he went back to greedily throating Daddy's giant dick), I laid down on my back with my legs in the air and asshole exposed. I felt a glob of Eric's cum spill out onto my ass cheek.
"I want both of you," I said confidently.
I heard a loud popping sound come from Colin's throat as he released Daddy.
"Both?" he gasped. "At once?!"
"Mmhm," I replied. "I can fucking take it."
Eric was already clamoring to get on top of me, but instead of immediately filling my hole with his cock, he began kissing my torso. Slow, sensual kisses down my rippling abs, to my pelvis, then past my aching cock and to my smooth thighs. I don't know what was up with him. Was he going to eat his cum from my ass?
Sadly, no. In future fucks that would come. He would even eventually eat another jock's cum from my hole. But that's maybe best saved for another tale. Instead, Eric lifted my legs, ankles resting on his shoulders and positioned his cock to my hole. Sliding in slowly but consistently–made more easily by his own cum–Eric bottomed out in me and we began kissing again. It didn't take long for us to notice a towering figure hovering over us. I looked up, momentarily distracted from Eric's tender fucking to see Daddy's powerful, meaty, hairy thighs standing above us. His 12-inch cock was hanging, throbbing, and dripping a steady string of pre-cum. Or was that Colin's spit? Eric looked up at Daddy too.
"Get underneath," was all Daddy said. He seemed to have no other intention than filling his boy. The dumb demeanor was gone. Shit, even the nervous, bashful anxiety was out the window. Daddy's jock instincts were in full control, and his cock was going to destroy my asshole. Fuck yeah.
Eric obediently pulled out of me, leaving me gaping and eager to be filled again. With relative ease, Eric lifted me and placed me on his stomach, re-entering my boypussy. But instead of resuming his thrusting, Eric waited. Daddy lowered himself on top of me and began angling his cock to my hole and Eric's shaft. Daddy didn't even seem to realize I was there. Instead, he looked past me and into Eric's face.
"Ready?" Daddy asked.
"Yes, sir," came Eric's voice in response. He seemed nervous, but excited. Almost even submissive.
Daddy began pushing his cockhead into my hole, which was already stretched. I quickly realized my bravado was being tested. The pressure of Daddy entering me was immense. And for the first time, I felt pain.
"Wait, wait wait–" I tried to get out, but Daddy wasn't listening. He continued until the entirety of his cockhead was inside me. I let out a strangled moan of pain and pleasure.
Daddy didn't wait for me to adjust. He kept forcing his cock into me, inch by inch. Eric's cum did help, as did Colin's sloppy spit and Daddy's pre-cum. But it was so fucking much. I felt like I was being split in half. I couldn't see straight. My body convulsed and spasmed, unable to even comprehend that 22 inches of jock meat was inside me right now. Finally, Daddy's full length was inside me. If you were lucky enough to be in-between his legs, you would see two massive poles entering in a leaking, smooth, and thoroughly stretched asshole and two pairs of fat, twitching balls–one pair hairy and hanging lower than the other–resting against each other perfectly. All three of us groaned appreciatively at the union.
"Holy shit," I gasped. "Just–just give me a minute to adjust–ahh!"
Daddy thrust forward even further. I was too busy worry about the giant fuck poles lodged inside of me to notice that Eric and Daddy were staring at each other the entire time, and now that Daddy was deep inside of me, he leaned in closer to…kiss Eric?!
I could feel and hear the sounds of sloppy kissing between two men. My brother and my Dad. Making out while they were both inside of me. The scent of musk and deodorant and man was powerful. I inhaled it like I was appreciating a new line of Yankee candles. Daddy and Eric moaned into each other's mouths. I started to feel their thrusting begin again, slowly. Their kissing became even more intense. I turned my head to try and watch, which they read as an ask to join, and so they turned their heads too, inviting my mouth to theirs.
We laid there like that, kissing. Three tongues sharing spit and moaning deeply. Three men, two brothers and a father enjoying what men were born to enjoy. Each other. I didn't need to trick them or lie. They were fully embraced in me and my hole, in each other and their mouths. A moment of no return, our relationship changing forever, but deepening unimaginably. My heart swelled with love for these two dumb jocks.
My jock pussy flexed as we kissed. Like a mind of its own, it seemed to have adjusted to the new intrusion and was reminding these two beautiful jock dicks what they came in here to do. Daddy seemed to understand too because he broke off the three-way kiss and looked at me. Without hesitation he began pulling out to the tip. Just when I thought maybe he lost his nerve and was going to run away, he slammed right back into me, reintroducing the pain, but this time less severe. I yelped, and Eric moaned. But Daddy wasted no time in repeating the action, sliding out and slamming back in until he was fully fucking me now. Eric began thrusting in and out as well, lifting me slightly to get better leverage.
I pinched Daddy's nipples, massaged his chest, ran my hands across his abs, all while these two studs fucked me senseless. My own cock was bouncing back and forth from the force of their pounding. Colin sat on the floor next to us stroking his own cock furiously and moaning.
At one point, I turned my head around to try and kiss Eric. Unfortunately, the angle was bad and our lips couldn't meet. I opted with opening my mouth wide and tongue out. It took Eric a long while to get at what I was doing, but eventually he figured it out. His eyes brightened in comprehension and spit a fat wad of saliva into my mouth, some of it getting on my face.
"Mmmfuckkkk yes, big bro!" I moaned, swallowing his spit hungrily.
This made Daddy's cock pulse and fuck me harder. I opened my mouth again and he did the same to me, letting his spit drop into my gaping mouth.
I'm not sure how long we went. It could've been just several minutes, hours, or perhaps multiple sunlit days. All I know is that at some point Daddy looked down past me and at Eric and spoke a phrase that still makes me want to stop whatever I'm doing and fuck myself with the fattest dildo I can find.
"Breed your brother."
Like a switch was turned, Eric began thrusting harder. His whole body twitched and instantly I felt his cum shooting inside of me. Ropes of thick, sweet jock load were spewing into my guts and all over Daddy's cock. He moaned deliriously into my ear and began gently biting it. This sent Daddy over the edge and he too began pounding my asshole wildly.
"Take this load, you fucking–nghh–slut!" Daddy slammed into me, fucking the cum into me, coating my walls and their cocks in even more jock semen. My own cock was shooting onto my abs and face, which I was trying to catch, but Daddy's pounding made my cock bounce too wildly to aim. Both of their jumbo horse dicks were now so covered in cum, I could feel them slipping around inside my pussy.
Daddy leaned in again, his cock softening, and kissed Eric deeply. We laid like that for a minute, catching our breaths. Slowly, Daddy pulled out of me, a gallon of cum spilling from my asshole onto Eric's balls and then the floor. My elastic ring quickly snapped back and hugged Eric's also softening boner gently.
We watched as Daddy stood up and was about to walk to the bathroom and clean up when a small, soft hand tried to grab hold of his powerful thigh. Colin was kneeling on the floor, his soft cock still leaking the cum he shot while watching three jocks make love.
"Uh-uh," Colin said, shaking his head. I could hear in his voice the submissiveness battling with the bratty slut, wanting to regain control of the situation. "I'm not finished with you…okay?"
Colin looked up at Daddy, past his dangling cock, with big pleading puppy eyes. Daddy smiled gently, but didn't say anything. Colin gently pressed his lips to the tip of his giant dick and began suckling at it, drinking up the remaining cum. Soon, Colin was working his lips and tongue across Daddy's shaft, savoring every last drop of Eric and Daddy's cum until Daddy's cock was once again throbbing. Daddy seemed a little flustered, grunting a little as Colin worked him over.
"That's my big man," Colin said proudly while stroking and inspecting Daddy's fat cock. "I knew you wouldn't be done after just two loads."
Colin began sucking on that fat jock dick once, once again wowing everyone with his masterful throat, which seemed to defy reason. Colin deepthroated Daddy until Daddy took over and began forcefully face fucking his cute boy toy.
Eric and I watched lazily. We had rolled over into a spooning position, Eric's cock still inside of my jockpussy. The more Colin's slobbered on Daddy's cock, the harder Eric got and the more I began pushing back on his dick, making him fuck me until eventually I was flipped over onto my belly. Ass up in the air, Eric was once again pounding me with the passionate force I've grown to expect from my dumb jock of a big brother.
And so the day went. Eric and I fucked while Colin and Daddy fucked. At one point, we switched: Daddy dominated my hole, dropping his load in me and telling me what a sweet son I was while Eric fucked Colin, surprising him with his youthful vigor and making Colin's cock cum hands-free. Swapping loads and cocks and pretty boyholes, we spent the entire afternoon being gay as fuck. Whether Daddy and Eric felt that way, I don't know. But Colin and I were in gay slut heaven.
The rest of the summer went pretty much like this. Colin was staying over a lot more. His parents were moving to a different city, and Daddy offered him to stay here until he found his own place. Between the four of us, there wasn't an hour in the day that the house wasn't filled with the sounds of men moaning and skin slapping against each other. Turning my brother into my personal fuck toy could not have turned out any better. I knew that Eric was going to college and would be spending more of his days with other jocks and sports, but he knew that the perfect hole was always waiting for him at home. And I knew that whenever I needed my jockhole filled, my brother's fat, throbbing, perpetually leaking, 10-inch jockdick was always nearby, ready to ruin me.
Epilogue
Eric flew down the stairs, backpack half opened, shoes untied and practice jersey still in his hand. He was going to be late for practice! He had been so used to relying on Sammy's perfect blowjob skills to wake him up, he hadn't even set an alarm for this morning. Where was my lil' bro? Eric thought.
It was 7 a.m., and practice started at 7:30 sharp. Coach was always super strict about that, and if you were late, he'd take you into his office to give you a serious talk. None of Eric's teammates ever divulged what Coach told them. Maybe he told them they'd be off the team if they did. But they always came back from the locker rooms with red faces and made nervous glances at the other jocks. The front of their gym shorts would be soaked too, almost like they'd pissed themselves out of fear. It was super scary!
Eric's Dad was in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee at the table. He waved at Eric as he rushed by. Eric saw that Colin was underneath the table, hungrily gobbling on Dad's giant dick. The sounds of spit and gagging were obscene. Dad's cock was so big it looked like a sword impaling Colin's tiny frame. Eric's stomach gave a lurch. He always got a funny feeling whenever he was around Dad's fat cock.
"Morning son," Dad said, completely unbothered by greeting his son with an 18 year-old twink between his legs. "Running late?"
"Yeah!" Eric gasped. "Have you seen Sammy? He wasn't in bed when I woke up."
"Hmm, you know, I haven't," Dad replied thoughtfully. "Maybe he's–ngh, ah– going for an early morning run?"
Dad was using his other hand to guide Colin's head. Eric could see that he had switched from a gentle caressing of Colin's thick brown hair, which had grown a few inches since moving in, and was gripping it tightly to make sure Colin's throat slammed repeatedly to the base of Dad's dick without taking a breath. Eric saw one of Colin's hand grip onto Dad's beefy thigh, but not as a signal to stop him. It looked like he was almost just trying to steady himself. Colin even seemed to now be caressing Dad's thigh encouragingly.
"Yeah, maybe," Eric said somewhat dreamily, watching the two, until he remembered why his heart was racing and his shoes were on. "Oh shit! Gotta run! Bye, Dad! Bye, Colin!"
"Bye, son! Good luck!" Dad called.
"Mmmffff," came Colin's muffled farewell.
As Eric raced out of the door and began closing it, he could just make out Dad's deep, manly voice.
"Yeahhh, that's a good slut. Eat this fucking cum for breakfast."
As Eric drove to campus he thought hard about where Sammy might have gone off to. But there were just too many places to think of. He could be anywhere in the world! He thought some more. No, probably not anywhere in the world. Eric and his little brother fell asleep last night fucking. Eric had cum into his brother's juicy, tight jockhole (that's what Sammy called it anyway) and they fell asleep just like that–Sammy nestled into Eric's torso with Eric's cock throbbing softly inside Sammy.
So, he couldn't have gone too far if he was with me last night. Hmmm, Eric pondered. As he considered the options, Eric also thought about Colin and Dad. Dad's thighs looked so powerful around the smaller boy's head. Colin was a cute guy, if you thought guys were cute. But Eric was not used to hanging out with a non-jock. He had to restrain himself when he rough-housed with Colin. He didn't want to accidentally throw him across the room and hurt him. But Colin was cool; he was good at playing video games and joking around, and they even had some silly tickle fights. But those often got Eric super hard and, embarrassed, he would rush off before Colin could notice his massive dong throbbing in his shorts.
Colin also seemed to make Dad really happy. Not that Dad was ever mean or angry. He just always seemed to have a smile on his face these days. Sammy told Eric that they were boyfriends, which confused Eric.
"Isn't that gay?" Eric had asked when Sammy told him this. Eric was steadily pumping his cock in and out of Sammy's asshole.
"I mean, maybe?" Sammy had told him. He was on all fours, pushing his ass back onto Eric's cock every time Eric pulled away. "Some people call it gay. But–ooh, fuck yeah that's deep–is it gay to love someone else? Does it matter?"
"Hmm," Eric considered. "I guess not."
"Don't worry about it, silly. Daddy and Colin are happy. That's all that matters, right?"
"Yeah," Eric had smiled stupidly. "That's right!" And with that encouraging thought, Eric had slapped Sammy's bubbly ass and fucked his brother harder, receiving a thankful moan from the bottom slut.
Eric kept driving, thinking about his Dad's relationship with Colin. Wait, are Sammy and I boyfriends? This was a new thought to Eric. They did do the same things as Dad and Colin. They fucked, sucked, kissed and hung out just the same. And Eric was really happy to be around Sammy. And of course he loved him. He was his precious baby bro! But Eric was definitely not gay. His last relationship was with a girl, and he definitely liked having sex with her. Though, admittedly, Madison had made him cum less and less towards the end of their relationship. But…that was only because she was busy! Getting ready for school…and stuff. They hardly ever fucked during the summer anyways.
Eric thought about what his jock teammates would say if he introduced them to his brother.
"Hey, guys this is my boyfriend, Sammy! We're brothers."
They'd probably all laugh like it was some dumb joke I came up with, Eric reflected. Eric giggled to himself at the thought.
"Heh, boyfriends," he said to the empty car. "Boyfriends…funny–woah!"
Eric swerved the car, which was drifting into oncoming traffic. A horn blared as he regained control of the vehicle. Eric's chest heaved. He needed to focus on the road. He was already so easily distracted by everyday things. Thinking about his brother, Dad, and Colin was too much for driving. But still, Eric thought, Where was Sammy?
Eric pulled into the campus gym's parking lot and rushed inside. The halls were empty since it was so early. But as he got closer to the courts, he could hear the squeaking of basketball shoes and excited calls from the guys running through their warm-up drills.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm late! Eric panicked and ran into the locker room which was empty. As he walked around the lockers to his own, he found a curious sight that took him a moment to process.
Right there on the bench was a smooth, cute, bubble ass sticking straight up in the air. But it wasn't just any ass. It was a boy ass. And what was more, this ass had a perfect, juicy, smooth, pink asshole winking up at him. The cock in Eric's shorts began to throb.
"What the…" Eric said.
"Oh hey, big bro," came a voice familiar to Eric. Eric was surprised to hear anyone speak as he stared at the perfect butt. But of course, this ass had to belong to a person after all.
"Huh?" Eric said, confused. "Who is that?"
"Ugh!" the familiar voice said, sounding playfully annoyed. "You don't remember your little brother's jockpussy?!"
Behind the pair of smooth legs and muscled bubble butt poked out a head. It was Sammy! Despite sounding angry, he was smiling at Eric.
"Little bro!" Eric exclaimed "There you are! I was so worried! I thought you got kidnapped or something."
"No dummy," Sammy replied. "Don't you remember me telling you last night that I have a surprise for you in the locker room before you go to practice?"
"Huh," Eric said, remembering that Sammy had indeed told him this. Eric was half-asleep and kissing his little brother goodnight when he told him, but it did ring a bell. "Oh yeah!"
Sammy rolled his eyes.
"So…what's the surprise, little bro?" Eric asked.
"This." Sammy used his hands to spread his ass cheeks wider. Sammy's delicious fuckhole was on proud display, winking and flexing, eager to be dicked down.
"But…" Eric said, horny and anxious. "I'm late for practice."
"Don't worry," Sammy assured him. "I told Coach that you had an appointment and would be ready to go once you were done. He just said you had to run extra laps, and he'd have to talk to you in his office after practice. But you're not in trouble!"
Eric gulped. He was dreading the thought of Coach's angry talks. But, as Sammy said, at least he wasn't in trouble. He would work extra hard in practice to make up for being late too. Maybe then Coach would spare him.
"Well?" Sammy said, shaking his ass at his big brother. "Are you going to enjoy your treat or what?"
Smiling, Eric crouched down and put his face right up to his brother's juicy hole. HE breathed in deep, smelling the delightful scent of sweet musk. His cock throbbed again and without hesitation, Eric shoved his face into his brother's ass, tasting and savoring the best hole he would ever have.
The End