into a smile.
“Shut the fuck up,” Dylan barked.
The two jocks forced the boys onto their knees, grabbed them by the waist, and spread their legs apart.
“Oh, no!” Chris said. He also was not vying for an Oscar, and smiled broadly at Cole as they helped the two jocks out a little by scooting into perfect position.
Tyler and Dylan spat giant globs of saliva onto the heads of their cocks, and placed them at the smooth puckered holes of the brothers’ asses. Had they not been drunk, they’d have noticed that the holes were opening and closing rapidly, taunting the boys and their cock heads, and begging to be entered.
“This might hurt a little, girls,” Tyler said as he slapped Cole’s ass. “So take a deep breath. And don’t even think about screaming.”
He and Dylan slid just the heads of their cocks inside the spasming holes. When the twins whimpered, the two jocks laughed, and high-fived one another. This caused Dylan to lose his balance, and he fell forward, forcing his cock deep into Chris’ ass.
“Holy FUCK!” Chris yelled as the cock speared his internal organs.
“Whoops,” Dylan said with a laugh. Then he realized that his cock was buried deep inside Chris’ ass, and that he was harder than he’d ever been. And that the ass was squeezing his cock like a professional masseuse, and causing his entire body to tingle. “Wow,” he said breathlessly.
Chris looked over at his brother, and whispered, “Oh … my … God” as the two jocks began sliding in and out of the brothers’ asses slowly. “Please don’t,” he whimpered out loud as Dylan’s cock tickled his prostate and caused his own dick to throb wildly. “Stop,” he mouthed silently so that only Cole could see.
It didn’t take long for the two jocks to get in their groove and begin fucking harder. The twins had gotten them close with their mouths already, and even on their best days they couldn’t last for more than a few minutes before blowing their loads. This wasn’t going to be one of those best days.
Tyler grabbed Cole by the waist and began pounding him relentlessly.
Cole was certain that the roughness was meant to demean and hurt him, but it was doing just the opposite. Every time the veiny cock slid all the way into him, Cole felt as if he’d reached Nirvana. When it slid back out of him, he felt as if he were losing his best friend, and he pushed his ass back onto it, desperate to keep it inside him.
“Jesus Christ, dude,” Dylan whispered through strained breath as he slammed in and out of Chris’ ass. “This fucker is tighter than your sister’s twat.”
“Shut the fuck up, man,” Tyler said as he closed his eyes and fucked Cole harder and faster. “You’re gonna kill the bone talking that shit.” To make sure the bone wasn’t killed, he shoved it all the way inside Cole’s ass, and wiggled it around inside, then pounded it in and out of the tight hole several times.
“Yeah, man,” Cole moaned as he slid all the way onto the invading shaft, and tightened his ass around it possessively. “Don’t listen to him, Fred. Just keep fucking me.”
Tyler stopped in midthrust for a moment, and Chris saw him stare down at the back of his brother’s head for a couple of seconds. Then he leaned down and whispered into Cole’s ear.
“My name’s Tyler, dude.”
“Whatever. Just fuck me.”
Tyler did. He slammed in and out of Cole’s ass like a mad man. Dylan was fucking Chris just as aggressively. When Tyler saw his buddy lean his head back and close his eyes as he gritted his teeth, he leaned down and kissed the back of Cole’s neck, and licked his ear.
“Oh, God, man,” Dylan moaned loudly. “Oh God, oh God, oh God …”
He pulled his cock out of Chris’ ass, and shoved the Mohawked twin onto his stomach on the ground. He grunted and moaned loud enough to get the neighbors’ dog barking, and then went completely silent as he emptied his load onto Chris’ ass and lower back.
It wasn’t a huge load, and in fact, Chris was a little disappointed in it. But from the loud moans and trembling knees coming from behind him, he could tell it was meaningful for Dylan, and he felt the need to recognize it in some meaningful way.
“Fuck, man,” Chris whimpered. “I can’t believe you fucked me, dude.”
“Ungh,” Tyler grunted much less dramatically. He pulled his cock out of Cole’s ass and held onto the tight, smooth ass as he sprayed six or seven shots of hot cum all over Cole’s back and ass.
Cole moaned as the warm cum drenched his back, and pushed his ass back up against Tyler’s legs and cock.
“Damn, dude,” Dylan whispered, as he fell forward and knocked Cole onto his side. “I’m exhausted. Let’s exit, man.” Tyler hesitated only a couple of seconds, then sighed deeply, and helped his friend to his feet. “Yeah, bro, let’s get the fuck outta here.”
The two jocks grabbed their shorts and stumbled through the gate at the side of the house.
“Hmm,” Cole said breathlessly.
“Well, that wasn’t everything I’d dreamed it’d be,” Chris said with a laugh.
“It wasn’t horrible.”
“What?” Chris said, and crawled over next to his brother.
“It was kinda hot.”
“Really? You liked it?”
“Yeah. Fred’s cock felt great inside me.”
“His name’s Tyler, dude,” Chris said, and laughed. He reached down and squeezed Cole’s still-hard cock. “Did he feel as good inside you as I do?”
“No one does, baby,” Cole said, and leaned over to kiss his brother. “And he didn’t make me cum, either. So why don’t you change that.”
“I’m already close. It won’t take long.”
“Good. I’m exhausted anyway.”
Chris crawled between Cole’s legs, and spread them apart as he rested the back of his brother’s knees on his shoulders. His cock was fully hard and throbbing, and he wasted no time in sliding deep inside Cole’s warm, wet ass.
“Jesus Christ, little brother,” he moaned. “It feels like a fucking wood-burning stove in there.”
Cole laughed. “Did you really just say that?” Just then, Chris shoved his cock balls deep inside him, and then wriggled it around for a few seconds. “Oh, God,” Cole moaned, and stroked his own cock, “who cares. Just keep doing that.”
Chris leaned down and kissed his brother as he slid in and out of his ass slowly at first, and then more vigorously. The force of their fucking slid them halfway across the lawn, and scooted them toward the pool.
“I can’t hold out any longer, baby,” Cole moaned after only a few minutes. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Me too, man,” Chris said.
He pulled his cock out of Cole’s ass, and scooted up so that he straddled his brother’s chest. Even before he was in place, his cock spewed several jets of cum over Cole’s head and onto the lawn behind him. Three or four more shots landed on Cole’s face, and he lapped at it even as it shot toward him.
“Fuuuuuck,” Cole grunted. Shot after shot of his load splashed across Chris’ back and ass, and then dripped down onto his own stomach.
When both brothers were completely spent, Chris collapsed on top of Cole, and hugged him.
“So, do you think there’ll be a Fred and Barney at A&M?” Cole asked sleepily.
“Probably not,” Chris said, and laid his head on Cole’s chest as he yawned. “They’re too edumacated