Stuff I Like

I quickly put my index finger to my lips, signaling to Cannon that I didn’t want my presence to be known. Some guys don’t like to be watched while being serviced, and so I didn’t want to spook the older guy who was clearly enjoying my brother’s unparalleled oral talents. 

It had all started earlier that summer when Cannon returned home after his first year of college. He confessed to me that he had become a cock slut at school, sucking off guys at glory holes in the university library on a daily basis. His weekends were spent at fraternity parties, guys lined up waiting their turn to dump a load down his eager throat. 

“Just a heads up,” Cannon warned me. “I’ve acquired an insatiable appetite for dick. If I don’t get a steady stream of protein in my belly, I start to get ravenous. And so I’m going to be servicing a lot of guys during the day while mom and dad are at work.”

“What’s in it for me?” I teased. 

“I think you know the answer to that,” Cannon winked, dropping to his knees and promptly draining a four-day load out of me. Who was I to stand in my brother’s way of scoring cock?

Word traveled fast, and soon Cannon was taking more than twenty cocks a day, sucking down load after load into his greedy belly. Most of these guys were friends of ours, home for the summer and needing an easy hole in which to dump a load. Cannon tended to favor guys who were young, hung, and full of cum.

And so it was a bit of a surprise when I walked into Cannon’s room one afternoon, eager to get my balls drained, and found Cannon kneeling before an older man. The guy’s meaty hand was gripping my brother’s forearm while he enjoyed Cannon’s talented throat. The older-younger dynamic was a surprising turn-on for me, and so I stood quietly in the doorway, enjoying the show. 

“Yeah—suck this big dick,” the man moaned, his back to me. “Christ, you know how to work a dick. You been sucking dick like this back at school?”

“Mmm hmm,” Cannon answered, looking up at the man, not even bothering to take the guy’s cock out of his mouth.

“Jesus, that’s hot,” the older guy remarked. “I used to love getting my big dick serviced by faggots like you when I was in college. Those were some of the best orgasms I’ve ever had—way better than pussy.”

Emboldened by the dirty talk and praise, Cannon took the guy deep, showing off his skills as he deep throated that big one all the way to the balls. Instinctively, the guy moved his hands to the back of my brother’s head, holding him in place.

“That’s it—choke on this big cock,” the guy barked, nearly doubling over in ecstasy, his balls mashed against Cannon’s chin. “Fucking gag on it, bitch.”

Finally coming up for air, red faced with tears in his eyes, Cannon then went to town on the guy’s big cock. With drool dripping down his chin, he locked his lips around the dude’s thick shaft and began to pivot his head like it was on a spring-loaded hinge, taking the guy’s dick from balls to tip over and over again.  

“Holy fuck, that’s good,” the guy marveled. “Yeah—just like that. You keep working me and you’re gonna—you’re gonna—OH FUCK—Here it comes, bitch—FUCK—SHIT.”

Wrapping his arms around the guy’s meaty ass, Cannon took that big cock all the way to the balls again, the guy’s load spewing down my brother’s throat. The older guy’s ecstasy was palpable, electrifying the room as he grunted over and over again, his balls satiating my brother’s hungry belly. 

“Damn,” I finally spoke out. “Looks like you really need to bust a nut, Dad.”

“Trevor—?” my father startled nervously as he extricated his cock from my brother’s throat, a drop of cum still dangling from the tip. “How long have you been standing there, son?”

“Sorry, Dad,” I apologized. “You looked to be enjoying Cannon’s throat so much, I didn’t want to speak up and ruin the vibe.”

“So you knew about this?” Dad asked, nodding toward Cannon as he stuffed his spent cock back into his jeans. “You knew your brother has been sucking dick here all summer?”

“Yeah,” I admitted sheepishly. “I’ve been helping to line up guys for him. But Cannon didn’t want you to—”

“I was worried you’d get angry, Dad,” my brother interrupted, wiping the melange of cum and saliva off his chin. 

“The only thing I’m angry about,” Dad laughed, “is that I had to find out my son is the best cocksucker in town from Preston, my caddy at the golf course this morning.”

“Yeah,” Cannon laughed. “I drained Preston yesterday. That dude cums like a firehose.”

“I’m sorry if we disappointed you, Dad,” I offered. “We should have told you.”

“Don’t be silly, son,” Dad shrugged. “There’s nothing wrong with having a cocksucker in the family. I’m only disappointed that Cannon hasn’t offered up his ass to us yet.”

“Oh—uh—I’m strictly an oral bottom. I’ve never done anal before,” Cannon began to explain. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to—”

“Nonsense,” Dad waved dismissively. “If you love taking dick down your throat, you’re gonna love it even more up your ass. The three of us are going to take a little camping trip this weekend, and open up that virgin cunt for you, Cannon. But boys—not a word of this to your mother, understand?”