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QUELQUES SOUVENIRS DE NOTRE VIE DE GARCONS

 

 

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I knew something had to be wrong when my brother Sloan didn’t meet me at the car at 7:30 am to drive to the church in time for his wedding. We gave ourselves plenty to time, but we wanted to ensure that nothing prevented Sloan from being where he needed to be on the big day. I waited about five minutes before letting myself into his apartment, where he and my brother Robert were staying. Robert was there to make certain Sloan was up in time after our raucous bachelor party. What I found rocked me to my core. Robert was on his knees sucking Sloan’s cock. I just sat there and stared in disbelief. Fuck it, I was mesmerized. I’d fucked around with a few frat brothers, but I couldn’t believe my real brothers were going at it like this. Wedding or not, I knew I wanted to be a part of this.

I knocked on the glass door that leads to the patio and shocked my brothers. Sloan just motioned for me to join them, not giving a shit whether or not I might protest. I got down on my knees and began to help Robert worship our older brother’s delicious cock. I may have been more of a ladies man, I knew I was great at giving head. From the sound of Sloan’s moaning, I could tell Robert knew what he was doing as well.

“Who wants to get fucked?” growled Sloan. Shit, we were really going to go all the way! I don’t know what preceded this wicked scenario, but I was game for whatever happened next.

“Fuck that,” said Robert. “This is as far as I go." 

I stood up, yanked my tuxedo pants down, and turned around. "Fuck me, big brother,” I commanded. I’d bottomed a couple of times and enjoyed. I was so caught up in the moment I didn’t think twice about letting my brother fuck me silly. And he did! He wasn’t gentle in the slightest as soon as he beginning ramming his thick rod up my tight asshole.

“Look at him… ungh… take it Robbie… fuuuuuck… oh… fuck!” said Sloan as he continued drilling into me. I was covered in sweat as my brother passionately drove his fuck rod balls deep inside of me. “Fuck… fuck… take it little brother! Take my cock! Robbie… ungh… oh fuck… you’re going to have to get in on this… let me… ungh… j-just… f-fuck! Shoot my load!!! Oh fuck!!!”

I could feel my brother’s warm semen spray up my welcoming asshole. Sloan got on his knees and began to lap up every drop he could. “Oh fuck… my cum tastes so good… dripping out of your ass, little brother!”

“My turn,” said Robert, grabbing me and pulling me inside Sloan’s apartment. My head was spinning as I was confronted by Sloan’s thick cock in my face, which I aggressively began to suck as my brother Robert furiously shoved his cock in and out of my jazz-filled ass. I thought I would bust a nut at the taste of Sloan’s cock, covered in the delicious juices of my ass and still sticky with his own cum! “Fuck… yeah… you weren’t kidding bro,” grunted Rob, “he… oh… he’s tight… as fuck!” Rob rammed his cock into me with no care for being gentle. He knew I could take it. “Oh yeah… fuck… you’re loving this aren’t you? You fucking… cock-whore… oh… yeah… YEAH!!! Time… oh… for your next load!” Robert collapsed on top of me and asked Sloan “What do you think? You ready for another round?” These two didn’t seem to care that we were now five minutes away from the start of Sloan’s wedding. Our phones were all buzzing by this point but we were in no condition to answer them!

“Primed and ready,” said Sloan, grasping his saliva covered cock. He slapped it in my face. “It’s time I stopped going easy on you, little brother.” Sloan wasn’t kidding, he pulled me onto his lap and fucked the living shit out of me. I howled at first, wondering if I could take the abuse, but this seemed to just egg my brother on. “Yeah… fuck yeah… ungh… fuckin’ take that cock! Take it all! Robert got on his knees and started to go down on me while Sloan abused my ass! I felt like I might pass out for a minute there, but soon I was able to take my brother’s energetic thrusts and I was getting off on it. I sprayed a load of my own jizz down Robert’s throat and, to my utter surprise, he gobbled every ounce of it down! 

“Tastes fuckin’ good,” said Robert as he smiled up at me.

“Turn over!” commanded Sloan, who wanted to fuck me doggystyle. “Robbie come up here… I want to taste that beautiful ass of yours!” We both did as we instructed, trying to give our older brother the fuck of his life on what was supposed to be his wedding day. Sloan chowed down on Robert’s asshole as he pounded me to kingdom come. “F-fuck!” yelled Sloan, pumping his cock up my ass more furiously than ever. “I’m gonna burst again… oh fuck… yeah… OHHHHH!!! FUUUUCCK!!!” My brother’s second load felt larger than his first!

There we were, lying against our older brother’s couch, drenched in cum and sweat, totally out of breath, and not sure what to make of any of it. “So… the wedding is off?” I asked innocently.

“Sloan? Baby?” I heard from around the corner. It was Carrie, Sloan’s bride. She must have let herself in. She was about to find out why she wasn’t going to marry into our family!

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