Barr

Nick had moved in with me temporarily after his girlfriend kicked him out. With his pipes growing more and more backed up every day, I knew that it was just a matter of time before I got my brother’s big cock in me, a long-awaited fantasy. I just didn’t realize Nick would make it so easy for me. 

“Sorry, I didn’t think you’d be home from work yet,” Nick replied sheepishly, quickly withdrawing his cock from the makeshift pillow pussy, awkwardly covering his hard cock with a sheet. “I hadn’t tried getting myself off in that way since I was—”

“Sixteen,” I interrupted, unbuttoning my shirt. “I used to hide in the closet and watch you fucking the bed after school every day, busting your nut all over the sheets.”

“Jesus,” he gasped in shock. “You watched me pounding one out every day, and you never said anything?”

“Well, I wanted to say something,” I answered. “No, that’s not true—I wanted to do something.”

“Do something?” Nick asked, his head cocked to the side. “I don’t follow.”

But instead of answering him, I yanked off my shirt and pulled down my pants, tossing my clothes on the floor. 

“What the fuck is happening?” Nick demanded as I climbed onto the bed and, resting my face and chest against the mattress, raised my ass and presented it to him. “If you think for one goddamn minute that I’m gonna—”

“Come on,” I interrupted. “You need to get laid. And let’s be honest—that pillow you were fucking has nothing on my warm, wet hole.”

“Dude. I’m not gonna fuck my own brother. That’s fucking messed up.”

“I’m super tight,” I persisted. “And you can breed my hole, dump that load in me.”

“Christ,” he exhaled, shaking his head in disbelief as he positioned himself behind me, his eight-incher searching for my hole like a divining rod. “I can’t believe it’s come to this. You got some lube or something?”

“Just spit on your dick,” I advised, not wishing to retrieve my lube, fearing Nick could change his mind in the brief interim. “You can fuck me prison style.”

“Prison style,” he laughed, spitting on his cock, working it up and down his shaft with his fist. “Prison is probably the only place I would have ever considered fucking a dude.”

“Well, lucky for you, you don’t have to—,” I began before he grabbed my by the hips and shoved into me with one, violent thrust. “FUUCK,” I screamed. 

“What’s the problem?” he asked deviously, already pounding me like he was a horny sailor on shore leave. “I know you’ve had dick before. Is my big one too much for you?”

“No,” I winced, my head hitting the headboard repetitively. “You’re just super thick and you didn’t use enough spit.”

“That’s prison style, baby,” Nick slapped my ass, unwilling to give me a temporary reprieve to adjust to him. “You wanted this cock—and now you’re gonna take it.”

I knew what I had signed up for, what I had put on my plate. Straight guys who haven’t been laid in awhile are always the roughest fucks. Not only are they desperate to dump their loads—fast and furious—they also feel the need to prove that they’re not gay by treating the slutty bottom like a worthless piece of shit. My only role was to be used and abused. And though Nick was my brother, he was going to use and abuse me like a five-dollar whore.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he marveled, my sphincter stretched to the max. “Raise your ass for me some more—yeah—that’s right,” he directed, sliding deeper into me.

The initial pain had subsided, and I was reveling in the fullness of my brother’s big cock inside of me. Jesus, it felt good.

Not only had I watched my brother pleasuring himself all those years ago, I also used to listen at his door when he gave up his pillow fucks for real pussy. When Nick would sneak in some bitch to fuck late at night when my parents were asleep, I’d slowly jack myself, fantasizing that Nick was abusing my hole with his big dick. The final realization of my fantasy was almost too much to handle.

“You like my big cock?” Nick asked, pushing me into the mattress, planking above me. “You like this big dick in your tight pussy?”

“Yes,” I exhaled, his balls slapping my ass with each thrust. “Your big cock feels so good inside of me.”

“You gonna take my cum?” he demanded, pounding me harder. “You gonna let me shoot up your ass?”

“Yes,” I begged. “Fucking seed me.”

“Fuck, I’m getting close,” he warned, his cock swelling inside of me, his balls throbbing against my sphincter. “OH FUCK—HOLY SHIT—FUCK.”

Nick’s body convulsed on top of me, his load spewing in my depths. Over and over he grunted with each shot of cum, his cock pulsing against the walls of my fuck canal. He gave one last grunt before pulling out of me, his balls emptied.

“Fuck, that was good,” my brother exhaled, resting on his knees as he stared down at his pearly cum that had pooled in my gaping hole. “Dang, I dumped a big fucking load in you.”

“Fucking hot,” I replied, swiping some of that sweet ambrosia from my hole and feeding it to myself with two fingers. “And your load is also delicious. Which reminds me—do you maybe wanna go grab some dinner at that pub down the street again?”

“Nah,” Nick demurred, “I’m thinking we order in a pizza or something. I’d rather stay home and dump a few more loads in you.”

And with that, my brother shoved his cock back into me. After he shot two more loads up my ass, we finally ordered a pizza. Nick invited the pizza guy inside and watched as the dude pounded a five-day load into my sloppy hole. “I think I’m gonna enjoy living with you,” Nick whispered in my ear as he pushed back into my used, puffy hole.

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