Money, money, money Part 2
by BobFranklin82
On seeing Tony, my whole body turned beet red, my face felt like it was on fire. I didn’t, couldn’t speak. I walked over to the coffee table and very shakily put the tray down. The room was completely silent, which only amplified the clatter of the shaking tray being placed on the glass surface. I looked at James who was sitting directly in front of me, Tony was to my right, but from his point of view my state of nakedness was covered, just. I glanced at Tony but quickly shot my eyes back on James, I was simply unable to make eye contact with my brother. James looked down at the tea and asked in a disappointed manner “no biscuits? Go out and get us a couple, will ya?” I was stuck, so far Tony had only seen my bare legs and chest, he obviously knew I was naked, but knowing and seeing are two very different things. The apron covered my front, but nothing but a piece of string along my waist covered the back, I started to walk backwards keeping James’ gaze. After four of five steps he gave a loud guffaw and asked why I was “doing the slowest, shittest moonwalk ever?” I looked at him pleadingly, he just looked at me and said “stop acting the fool and get us those biscuits” As I turned around I’d never felt such shame as I did showing my arse to my brother, and if my face was burning earlier, my arse cheeks were now hotter than the sun. I don’t know if you’ve ever experienced a humiliated arse before. I certainly hadn’t. Didn’t know such a thing existed. But it does, and it stings.
On my walk back from the kitchen I desperately tried to figure out what James was going to get me to do to him in front of my own brother. The thought of it made me feel a little queasy. I placed down their biscuits and asked if there was anything else I could do for him. He replied in his inimitably nonchalant manner “Oh yeah, can you just lick up that huge dollop of jizz you shot out while you were blowing me?” Now, I know I keep going on and on about the shame this situation was causing me. But you have to remember, before this day, I was a normal straight guy. Wild sex for me was girl on top. Within four hours I’d gone from that guy, to licking my own cum off the ground, buck naked in front of my old school chum and my younger brother. Just as I had started to enjoy and embrace my obviously latent homosexual urges, James brings incestual voyeurism into it. But once again I surprised myself, as I knelt down in front of James and Tony showing them my recently waxed arsehole and lapped up my spunk, by God if I wasn’t hard as a fucking rock.
“Good lad. Stand up there now and let’s have a good look at ya.” On standing I fixed my apron so that it covered my raging hard on, but the large tent left pretty much nothing to the imagination. “Simply a vision, give us a twirl now while you’re at it” James then turned to Tony and observed that he had been very quiet. “What’s the matter Tony? Tom not doing it for you yet? What would you like him to do?” Silence, I started to get the feeling that perhaps Tony knew what was going on, but maybe wasn’t quite prepared for seeing it with his own eyes. “No suggestions? Okay, well I’ve enough idea’s for the two, nay three of us” James ordered me to pull down his pants and boxers (that’s all he had put back on after our earlier sessions). The sexual liberation I had embraced not an hour ago, seemed to have abandoned me. I felt just as nervous now, as I did unzipping him that first time today. But just like earlier, I knew the contract was iron clad and I had no choice. I unzipped his jeans, his bulge somehow seemed bigger than ever, not longer but thicker. On getting so close to him again, my trepidation began to leave me. His scent was extremely powerful, I realise now that, that was the clincher for me getting into it earlier. I knew that nothing wrong could smell so right. Despite my renewed craving for cock, I was still very much aware my brother was watching me. Although, I started to care less and less every second that passed. On unleashing him to the room, Tony gave a quiet gasp (I guess he wasn’t expecting me to go through with it)…he was wrong.
James’ gallant seven inches stood proudly. It’s head bobbing slightly, like a raptor on the prowl. Only this time it was prey, and the predator my mouth. All other thoughts left my mind, but for those obsessing over cocksucking. I realised then, not only was I good, but I truly loved it. I grabbed his member and slowly ran my tongue up the underside, every bump and vein thrilled and excited me. I continued my expedition on the topside, then moving down to his nutsack. I took each ball into my mouth individually, savouring his salty flavouring. I couldn’t tell you how long I’d been there, kneeling, licking, kissing, sucking. But after a time, I realised that Tony had gotten out of his seat and was now watching us intently from a close proximity. This seemed to awaken James from his hypnotic trance and promptly shot four fine sized loads of hot cum into my mouth, he quickly shouted out not to swallow, he had other plans for it. He turned to Tony and said “drink it”.
Tony looked confused, how was he to drink it, when it was in my mouth? “Drink it” was the only reply James was willing to give. James was forcing us to make the final decision. Tony looked at me, and I saw in his eyes the moment he realised what we’d have to do. Tony and I hadn’t spoken one word to each other since he had arrived, we were now being required to french kiss with James’ cum. Surprisingly I was the braver of the two and stepped closer to him. I had never kissed a man before and my first time was going to be with my younger brother (You’ll never be able to comprehend how bizarre that was). I moved my mouth up to his, opened it and we locked mouths. I began to push the jizz out of my mouth with my tongue, it had combined with the saliva in my mouth, so it took a good two or three minutes to get all of it into his mouth. James nodded to Tony to swallow which he promptly did. He had this huge smirk on his face and after checking it was all swallowed, shouted out “Bosom brothers, let’s see what else ye’ll do.”
James was quick to push us to the next level seeing how we had complied so easily on the first asking. “Strip him” he ordered, since I was practically naked already it was obvious who he was talking to. I walked towards Tony and undid his shirt, although I had seen him without a top countless times before, this was the first time I studied his body, he was ripped and completely hairless. He kicked off his own shoes and undid his belt buckle, but I stopped him there and took over again. I pulled off his trousers, leaving him in only his loose fitting boxers. His dick was straining against the material and the open flap was just about keeping him contained. I pushed my index finger against one edge of the flap, pushing slowly against it until the force of his erect cock won and bounced out into view. It looked very similar to my own, our foreskin looked almost identical and he looked to be about around the six inch mark as well. I proceeded to pull off his boxers completely and stood back up. James then ordered Tony to strip me, which, consisting of only my apron, which obviously didn’t take very long. We stood beside each other and waited for further direction.
Both our erect cocks stood out in front of us. James walked over and grabbed both dicks and began jerking us off together, it was a weird feeling as the right side of my dick and the left side of his were rubbing against each other. It felt so filthy to be getting my cock rubbed up against my brother, but as I had done so many times already today, I banished regular societal standards and embraced my new debaucherous ones. James soon declared that we were ready and grabbed the can of whipped cream from earlier and sprayed it on Tony’s balls, I knew what to do. I knelt down and without any hesitation licked his balls clean, this was then followed by his cock, which was pretty much the final frontier. I took my time, took in his scent. Which was less domineering compared to James’, but not in a bad way, he smelled almost sweet. I then engulfed the tip of his cock and slowly sucked off the cream, I held onto his cock with my mouth and I gradually allowed it to start sliding out. As I did, I put pressure on it, forcing the erect cock downwards. It slowly slid down, but then once released, was like a coiled spring, bouncing up and down. I could never grow tired of a dancing cock. James then ordered me to bend over and spread my cheeks and proceeded to fill me up with the last of the whipped cream and gave Tony his knowing look.
Tony knelt down behind me and timidly probed my arsehole with his tongue, he slowly gained confidence and began scooping the cream out of my arse, forcing more and more of his tongue into me. Unfortunately James abruptly interrupted this anal make out session. But he wasted no time in putting two and then three fingers up me himself, whilst guiding Tony to the armchair with his other hand. As Tony was seated James decided I was ready. He told me that he wanted me to ride Tony, not fuck him, ride him. With Tony sitting down, and his cock standing up proudly, I knew he wanted me to engorge myself unto him. There was certainly no going back to a normal brotherly relationship after this. Like climbing onto a horse, I threw one leg over, and then hovered over his throbbing member. Spying his glistening precum, I gave him one good wank to help lube him up. I then took the plunge, taking up a reverse cowgirl/boy er man…whatever! position. I had been loosened up a little earlier from James’ excursions, so that I was able to take him a bit easier (it still wasn’t without it’s sore moments). But as always, those initial pangs of pain always lead to an enhanced bliss. After about four minutes, I was taking all he had, relatively freely. I knew it was time to pick up the pace. I began rising up till I could feel the tip of his cock just about ready to pop out and then quickly slide back down his greased pole. Each time getting faster and faster, until I was really riding him. As I rode up and down his man meat, my own cock had begun to take on a life of it’s own. Flopping up and down, it would slap against my stomach on the journey up and against Tony’s balls when coming down. The freedom and weight of my dick when riding was another new experience. It felt so heavy that I half expected it to snap off, each pump though, got me closer and closer to orgasm. From the swelling, I could tell Tony wasn’t far from reaching it either. I decided to go as hard and fast as possible, my cock began to resemble a helicopter propeller and Tony’s cock a balloon ready to pop, which it did. Flood after flood of cum shot up into me. As it slowly began to trickle down, I unhooked myself from Tony and in one quick motion turned and came all over his face and into his gaping mouth. The surprise shot led to him instinctively swallowing what I had for him. I could tell from the look on his face that he didn’t mind it, but that I might “pay” for it later.
Giving us a couple of moments to recover, but anxious to get balls deep himself. James seemed to be mulling something over in his mind, neither my brother or I could fathom what he was going to come out with this time. But true to form, he didn’t disappoint. James turned to Tony and asked him if he liked bacon. Which of course Tony replied yes to (who the fuck doesn’t like bacon?). James then asked him if he liked barbecued bacon, he again nodded yes. James then turned to me but directed his final question again to Tony “How about spitroasted bacon?”…my eyes widened, but then my smile widened even more. James ordered me to kneel on the couch with my arse just hanging over the arm, Tony was positioned kneeling in front of me, glistening cock bobbing with excitement and finally James behind me. He put both hands on my arsecheeks and then gave them a loud smack, the vibrations from my arse jiggle traveled to my dick, and that was all I needed to get rock hard again. James then gave one final direction before the fun began (or re-began), “Nobody is to cum until I say so, but if you feel you absolutely can’t hold it, tell me immediately”. Without wasting another second James drove himself into my wanting arsehole, no pussyfooting this time, all seven inches in me in about four fifths of a second. Tony took this as his starting pistol and began thrusting himself into my mouth at a lively pace. It really is an incredible feeling to be used to your fullest potential. Of all the blowjobs I had given today (which there were a lot of) this was the most enjoyable. My hands were on Tony’s arsecheeks just trying to hold on, I had no control in this situation, I was being used from both sides. And because Tony was fucking my face rather than me sucking his cock, the thrill was heightened, the sucking was messier, there was saliva and precum pouring out of my mouth and streaming down my chin and neck. At the other end, James was relentless. Like a dog in heat, he seemed to be releasing all that pent up emotion that had built up while watching me and my brother earlier. He gave nothing but six and a half inch thrusts, pulling out of my arse just halfway up his head and then sinking back in, until his balls met mine. Speaking of mine, I was experiencing a similar sensation as to when I was riding Tony’s cock. My dick had gotten into a pendulum like rhythm, slapping against my stomach and then balls on each thrust, this was in no uncertain terms, the definition of heaven. But I was awakened from my blissful trance, by James ordering Tony to pull out of me. He asked James if he would help him fill a hole in my Curriculum Vitae (resume). Tony asked which hole, and I honestly didn’t see the answer coming “his arsehole”. I was equal parts jubilant and petrified.
James repositioned Tony under me, and he kept his own place. He told me to I was going to have to push onto their dicks as much as they would have to push into me. He also said to flame my anus so as to allow as much in as possible. James put his head in first, then Tony followed suit. He went very slowly and after a three or so minutes just got his head in as well. That was the biggest part for them, but not for me. They started slide in inch by inch together, coming up to my ring they stopped and then gave a strong final push. It hurt like hell, but my knees went wobbly from the immediate euphoria you always get from an extra large penetration. I’d felt it earlier with the deodorant can, but this was different, when it’s two cocks in you, it’s even more special. I knew I was on the verge of cumming and being the good employee, did as I was asked and told James immediately. He quickly grabbed a drinking glass, handed it to Tony and told him to collect every drop. Tony held it around my cock without touching it, which allowed me to freely ejaculate. I’d always loved that rare occasions when you come without contact, no penetration, no mouths, no hands, just cumming from the pure sexual excitement. Tony caught all of my deposit and placed the glass down, they continued fucking me rigorously. James was doing most of the thrusting, and Tony was more so sliding along side it, but it felt remarkable, I really starting to love this dp and just as that thought hit me, james pulled out, as did Tony. James then grabbed my by my semi erect cock and guided me to the centre of the living room, positioned me on my knees and in front of both them. They gave each other a look and thrust both cocks into my gaping mouth. Double anal and now double blowjobs? Christ this was turning out to be some day. Tony hadn’t been in my mouth long when he announced he was about to explode, and that he did, into James’ waiting drinking glass, adding it to my own cum. It was just James left now, I began stroking his balls and brought it back to a more sensual level, which seemed to do it for James as he soon pulled out and added his hot spunk to the collection. We all knew what it’s purpose was, so I took the initiative, milked the last from drops from James, saluted my employer and brother and downed the cum cocktail.
It’s now eight days later, and I’m typing this account on my laptop at 04:00 in the morning. I went to James’ house a straight, boring guy looking for a loan, and left having enrichened myself on a level money can’t touch. I had a found my calling in life…I was a gay cumslut.
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