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“Thanks, bro, but beards aren’t military regulation for soldiers,” he informed me. “I have to shave it off when I report back for duty in a few days.”

“I wish you didn’t have to go back so soon,” I said wistfully. “Your leave always flies by.”

“That’s just part of being in the service,” he shrugged. “You get used to it.”

“You know I’m proud of you—for serving,” I told him.

“Thanks,” he smiled. “And I’m proud of you, too. Getting into college. Joining a fraternity. That’s a big deal.”

“Nah,” I demurred. “It’s nothing like being sent halfway around the world. Does it get lonely when you’re deployed?”

“Sure,” he admitted. “But I’ve got lots of buds in my unit. We have some fun times.”

“Yeah, but don’t you get—you know—lonely?” I persisted.

“You mean, like, lonely for girls? For pussy?” he attempted to clarify.

“Yeah,” I answered, avoiding eye contact.

“Well, shit,” he laughed. “Of course I miss pussy. But a man learns to survive.” He then raised his fist upward and made the universal sign for jacking off.

“But are the rumors true?” I inquired. “Do soldiers sometimes fuck other guys when there’s no pussy around?”

“Shit, I could ask you the same,” he evaded. “Are the rumors true about fraternities? Do frat guys sometimes fuck other guys?”

“Yeah, it’s true,” I affirmed.

“Well, it’s no different in the military,” he admitted. “When a guy is desperate to drop a load, he’ll stick his dick in just about any hole.”

“Have you ever done that?” I pressed. “Fucked some guy when you needed to get off?”

“Jesus,” he exhaled. “It’s not something I want getting around, but yeah—I’ve fucked a few guys when I needed to drop a load.”

My brother’s cock was getting hard, the warm shower water cascading down it. He was easily eight inches—bigger than mine. I wanted that big cock, and he could tell.

“What about you?” he asked. “You ever fuck some of your fraternity brothers?”

“They actually fuck me,” I answered, dropping my shorts and climbing into the shower with him.

“Where’s Mom and Dad?” he asked urgently.

“Costco,” I answered, bracing myself against the shower wall and presenting my ass to him. “They’ll be gone at least an hour.”

“You tell nobody about this,” he warned, spitting on his cock. “Understand?”

“Don’t ask, don’t tell,” I joked as he pressed the tip of his cock against my puckered hole, his hands moving to my shoulders for purchase.

“Christ, you’re tight,” he grunted, impaling me with one, swift motion. “It’s been awhile since I’ve had some ass. I forgot how good it feels.”

“Better than pussy?” I asked, grinding into him.

“Shit—there’s no comparison,” he laughed, pounding me harder, battering my bowels. “So you’ve been taking a lot of cock back at school—in your fraternity?”

“Yeah,” I admitted, raising my ass slightly, taking his big one deeper into my fuck canal. “I’m sort of the house cum dump.”

“That’s fuckin’ hot,” my brother exclaimed, pummeling me faster at a breakneck pace, his balls smacking my hole with each deep thrust. “Christ, you know how to take a dick,” he slapped my ass. “I’m not gonna last long in this tight cunt.”

My brother wasn’t kidding. He treated my ass to a quick succession of grinding thrusts, gripping my shoulders for dear life. Just as I was getting into his rhythm, his body began to convulse.

“Fuck—I’m cumming,” he announced as he gave me one last thrust, mashing my face against the tiled wall as he flooded my guts.

“Yeah, fuckin’ breed me,” I begged. “Give me your seed.”

“Shit, I needed that,” he exhaled, pulling out of me, his warm load dripping from my used hole. “You take dick like a champ. Damn.”

“Thanks,” I smiled, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower.

“Some buddies and I are meeting up in Biloxi tomorrow night,” he shared, tossing me a towel. “We’re gonna hit the casinos, get drunk, and party before we have to deploy again. You wanna join us?”

“I dunno,” I hesitated. “You have to be 21 to gamble in Biloxi, and I’m only 19.”

“Shit, bro,” he laughed, slapping me on the back. “I’m not inviting you to gamble. You’re gonna be ass up in the hotel room, taking our cocks all night.”

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

"You're not going to hurt me, bud. Just pretend like it's the toy I gave you, you're gonna love it! I promise," Daniel said. "You can touch it first, use your fingers if you're scared."

"I'm not scared," I pretend to be brave. "I've just never done this."

"Don't overthink it, just do whatever and have fun," he said with a grin.

I knew my brother liked playing with his hole, he had told me that he did. I don't know if I want to try messing with my own yet but damn his looked so inviting. His ass was smooth and had a bit of hair around the hole. It was more pink than the rest of him and he was puckered and looked tight.

I reached out and ran my middle finger across him. I felt him react to my touch and he sighed.

"Fuck, I'm so horny," he told me, not sure if this was about letting me have fun or him at this point.

I rubbed my middle and index finger right on his ring, learning what an ass feels like, playing with it. He closed his eyes every once in a while, he seemed to really like being touched.

"Can I..." I paused myself, I felt strange for asking but also unsure.

"Bro, yes. Just do whatever you want, for right now, my ass is all yours to do whatever to," he said.

"Okay," I said looking up at him.

He looked different, kinda out of his mind. He looked like I felt when I needed to get off and it had been days since I had been able to.

I leaned in and stuck out my tongue and put it against my brother's hole. He moaned and I closed my eyes as I tasted his skin and felt him on my tongue.

"Goddamn, that's fucking good," Daniel told me as I moved my tongue around on him. "Lick my hole."

I felt horny as hell, having my face against his cheeks and my mouth all over him, I kinda just lost it. I felt like I wanted nothing more than to rub my tongue all over him, make him moan and just as horny as I felt.

"This is awesome, Dan," I said taking a break and running my fingers where my mouth had been.

"You're telling me!" He laughed.

He shifted and pulled off his pants and underwear. His dick flopped all around, he was hard and leaking. I had never seen him hard before. Naked, plenty of times, hard, never. His dick was nice, probably an inch longer than mine, about the same thickness.

"I don't need jeans on, sorry. Hope seeing my dick doesn't make you less horny," he said.

"Naw, it's all good," I told him, my own dick was hard as hell.

"Okay, cool," he said getting back in position for me.

I put my hand half on his leg and half on his ass. I began to rub my thumb around his asshole, giving him a bit of a massage. He didn't mess with his dick but it kept jumping and pulsing as I gave him attention. I put my mouth back on him and kicked and sucked. I bit his ass and just got lost. I pushed my face into his taint and felt his balls on my forehead.

"Sorry, little dude," he said and lifted them away.

"No, I like them," I told him, a bit nervous that I was being too into him and his junk.

"Oh?," he chuckled and let them fall down again. "Have at it."

I pushed my face up higher, licking as I moved up. I felt his balls on my forehead and then moved up to my nose and took a deep breath. I smelt a light sweat and fuck was it a turn on. He had grabbed his cock and was slowly stroking as he watched me.

Our eyes locked and he spoke. "You like that? You like my ass and sack?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"Don't be shy, suck on them," he told me. "We're in this deep now, might as well do whatever we want."

I sucked my brother's nut into my mouth. Dang this was getting wild. My dick was throbbing as I sucked on them and licked him all over. His moaning made it all so much better. I liked pleasing him and it made me want more. He stroked his cock and I decided I should just try. I moved up and opened my mouth as he fed it to me.

"Oh Jesus," he moaned as I tasted his pre leaking out of him.

I did my best to mimic what I had seen in videos. Moving up and down and twisting. His dick never stopped leaking and I was surprised how much I liked the taste of it. I put my thumb on his hole and began to work it in as I sucked his cock.

"Mikey, damn!" He yelled as I attacked him from two spots.

I slowly moved my thumb in and out as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I pushed my shorts down and let my dick free. I couldn't take much more of this and wanted to feel sex for the first time.

"I'm ready," I told him, letting his dick fall out of my mouth.

"Okay, just go slow. Take your time and enjoy it, enjoy my hole," he told me.

He grabbed the small bottle he brought and put some of it on his ass and then grabbed my dick and smeared the liquid all over me. I had never had someone touch my dick, I wanted to cum but I knew I shouldn't.

He lined me up and told me to push in. I looked down at my hard dick as it made contact with him and tried to make its way in. I felt my brother open up as I moved forward and the tip of my cock slipped in him. It was amazing, warm and holding me so tight. I pushed a little more and felt his body wrap around me.

"That's so good," I said under my breath as I slid deeper.

Daniel smiled and grabbed my hip and pulled me into him. "Yeah you do," he said. "You have the perfect size one. Damn, I needed this."

The last few inches of me found its way in and I felt his body pressed against mine as I took it all in. My brother's hand ran up and down my body as we took our time and took in the moment.

"I feel like if I move, I'll cum," I told him as my dick throbbed inside of him.

I knew I was leaking, the idea of that made me even more horny and leak more.

"That's okay, if you do we can do it again in a bit," he said, comforting me.

After a while I began to move back and forth. Slowly, slightly. His cock was still really hard. He didn't touch it, I wonder if he did if he'd cum too.

I worked up to pulling pretty far out and pushing back in. I was having sex and I had my big brother to thank. I went into a trance as my body took over, it seemed to be moving itself. Before long I was pounding into Daniel and he was moaning and grunting.

"You got me close," he said and put his hand on the back of my neck. "I want you to cum in me. I'm going to kiss you, don't freak out."

He pulled me down over him and brought our lips together. I felt his tongue slip in my mouth and we began making out as I trust into him. I felt my balls rise and I knew it was coming.

He broke our kiss for a moment. "Cum in me, I want it," he told me before kissing me again.

I don't know why it was so hot. The fact that my big brother wanted my cum, the fact that he was kissing me, the fact that I was having sex for the first time?

I pushed in hard and let go. I felt my cock shoot off inside him. His warm body held on to me as I emptied inside of him. His lips and tongue moving with mine. He moaned and grunted in my mouth as I felt his hole squeeze down around me.

I felt warmth hitting my stomach as I had one of the longest orgasms of my life. After I was done I laid down on his chest and tried to catch my breath. My cock was still in him and he rubbed my back.

"Feel better?" He asked.

"Yeah, how about you?" I replied.

"I have my little brothers cum in my ass, I could be worse," he laughed. "I hope you don't regret wanting to do this with me," he confessed.

"No way!" I said looking at him and giving him a big kiss on the lips. "Thanks for my present."

"I got two loads for you, and I think we have time," I said as I pumped in and out.

"Fuck yeah, I needed this. It's been like two months," he replied as he held his legs to his chest for me.

"Dude, it's barely been a week," I laughed.

He chuckled. "Yeah, but you know I'd take you every night if I could."

I never thought we'd both be so into this. The way he smelled, tasted, felt around me. I couldn't get enough and I fucking loved it.

I put my lips on his and opened and stuck my tongue in his mouth. We had gotten more intimate over the years and it just felt right. Our tongues swirl together as I slowly humped myself inside of him. I could feel my load building with every thrust as I made love to my best friend.

"I don't think I'm going to last long this first one," I said as I broke away.

"Then put yourself inside of me," Joey smiled knowing how hot I thought it was that he liked having my cum in him. "Go on Cory, cum for me," he added.

"Jesus," I moaned and let go, looking him in his eyes.

I felt my cock explode, pulsing in him as I pushed deep. His ass squeezed down and I felt his load hitting my stomach. I put my mouth on his and we've made out as we both gave one another the familiar pleasure we had learned from each other.

Dax Brecker had been the hottest guy at my high school. He was also the most popular guy in school. Star quarterback. Student body president. Mandy, his hot-as-fuck girlfriend, was the head cheerleader. And, thanks to having PE with Dax my sophomore year, I knew he had a massive cock. It was like an arm hanging between his legs.

“What the fuck are you lookin’ at, faggot?” he barked at me one day at our gym lockers as he toweled off after showering, his huge cock swinging between his muscular thighs. He had caught me ogling his giant member.

“Uh—nothing,” I stammered, petrified.

“Cut the bullshit,” Dax growled, picking me up by the front of my shirt and slamming me into my locker. “If I ever catch you looking at my cock again, faggot—I’m gonna fuckin’ kick your ass. Got it?” He then dropped me onto the floor as the rest of the guys in the locker room snickered.

I did my best to avoid the wrath of Dax after that, choosing a locker far from his. But I’d see him around school and he’d always whisper faggot under his breath as he passed by me. And if I dared to look his way, he’d threaten me with his fist. The locker incident was embarrassing, yet I knew that I was partly to blame. I had been looking at his cock, after all. But the way Dax continued to harass me in the halls was cruel and painful.

Despite all that, I continued to be attracted to Dax. My yearbook with his football picture, Dax smiling with his football jersey riding up to reveal his sexy treasure trail, was eventually glued shut from all the loads I spewed while jacking off to him. Thus, my feelings for Dax were complicated.

I thought all of that would come to an end once we graduated and I went off to college at State. So you can imagine my surprise when I learned Dax was not only recruited to play football at State, he was also tapped to be the school’s first-ever, freshman starting quarterback. Naturally, I had misgivings about being at the same college as Dax, but I assumed that our paths would likely never cross on a campus of over 30,000 students, right? Wrong.

We were halfway into our first semester when my Spanish professor called me to his office. “You have the highest grade in my class,” he informed me, “and I need your help.” He then surprised me by asking, “Are you familiar with our talented quarterback Dax Brecker?”

“Yeah,” I nodded, my body tensing at the sound of his name. “Dax and I graduated from high school together.”

“Wonderful!” my professor exclaimed. “I need you to tutor Dax.”

Fuck.

The professor then detailed how Dax was close to flunking all of his freshman classes, but Spanish was his worst class by far. Dax was close to academic probation and being cut from the team. The situation was so dire, they had removed Dax from the athletic dorm and put him up in a nearby hotel so he could buckle down and study without any distractions.

“Dax Brecker is our only hope at getting to the championships this year,” the professor lamented. “The entire university is relying on you to keep him in the game.”

Fuck.

An hour later, I found myself knocking on Dax’s hotel room door. “You are not to tell anyone where Dax is staying,” my professor had told me. “And he is allowed no visitors, with the exception of you for tutoring.”

A television was blaring straight porn loudly from inside the hotel room. I pounded on the door for several minutes before Dax finally heard me and opened the door. He was in nothing but a pair of athletic shorts, and I nearly jizzed my pants as I got an up-close look at his muscular chest. He had bulked up more since high school and was even hotter than before.

“You?” Dax asked incredulously as he got a look at me in his doorway, clearly recalling me from our high school days. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I’m your tutor, Dax,” I answered, standing tall with as much authority as I could muster.

“You’re my tutor?” he bowled over in a fit of laughter. “What are you gonna teach me? How to suck cock?” He was still laughing when I turned on my heels and walked back to the elevator. I didn’t need his shit.

“No, man—wait,” he begged. “I’m sorry. Please don’t go. If you don’t help me, I’m—I’m fucked. Please come in.”

And so I followed Dax into his hotel room, greeted by some bitch on the TV screaming, “Yeah—fuck my tight pussy.”

“Jesus, Dax. What’s with the porn? You’re supposed to be studying,” I admonished as I reached for the TV remote and turned off the screaming bitch just as some guy sprayed his money shot on her tits.

Dax gave me a sheepish look. “I know I need to study, but I’ve never been any good at school. I barely passed in high school. If it wasn’t for this damn football scholarship, I’d be pumping gas somewhere right now, man.”

“What are you working on now?” I asked, taking a seat at a small table in his room, his school work covering every inch.

Dax sat beside me and grabbed a textbook. “I’ve got a midterm in Spanish tomorrow,” he said while cracking open his book. “But I’m gonna fuckin’ fail it.”

Grabbing a highlighter, I began to highlight verb conjugations. “You see, the trick to remembering which verb form to use—” I began, but Dax wasn’t paying any attention. “Dude,” I snapped. “I’m trying to teach you this shit.”

“I’m sorry, man,” he apologized. “I’m horny as fuck, and I can’t concentrate when I’m horny.”

“I understand,” I started to sympathize. “But you’ve go to—”

“I haven’t had any pussy in over a week,” he interrupted. “I’m not allowed to have any bitches here. And I have a high sex drive. Do you have any idea how much pussy I’m used to getting in a single day? It would make your fuckin’ head spin.”

I looked down at Dax’s crotch, and he was tenting hard. “I’ll make you a deal, Dax,” I proposed. “If you can memorize the conjugations for the verb tener with me, then I’ll let you fuck my ass.”

“No fucking way, dude,” he barked, shocked by my offer. “I’m not gay—I’m no fag, like you,” he suddenly jumped up and stood at the window with his back to me.

“Dude. I know you’re not a fag,” I assured him. “But your balls are backed up. You can’t think straight. You need a hole to fuck. I’m the only option you’ve got.”

Dax was silent as he stared out the window. In the face of my indecent proposal, he could have kicked me out of his hotel room or beaten my ass to a bloody pulp. Instead, Dax was introspective, his wheels turning as he continued to stare out the window. I knew that I had him.

“If I agree to fuck your ass,” Dax conditioned, “it’s gonna be from behind. I need to think that I’m fucking pussy.” I nodded in agreement. “And it can never leave this room, or I’ll fucking destroy you.” I nodded once more.

“Christ, you’re huge,” I gasped two minutes later as Dax worked his massive cock into me. I was perched on all fours atop his hotel bed while Dax knelt behind me, his huge tool impaling my guts. “You’re hung like fuck.”

“Shut the fuck up,” he scolded. “I don’t want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”

I nodded solemnly in agreement, biting my lip. I wanted to scream, the pain unreal as his girthy rod tested the limits of my sphincter. Dax was going to wreck my hole, and I intended to enjoy every minute of it—even if it meant being silent.

“FUCK, you’re tight,” he grunted, his big cock buried in me, his balls pressed against my hole. “Damn,” he exclaimed. “I usually can’t go this deep in pussy. Fucking hot, bro.”

What was fucking hot, for me, was thinking about all the bitches he had fucked with that big cock. His conquests in high school were legendary. And now that big cock was up my ass. Dax had moved his hands to my hips and started to pound me harder. Fuck, it felt good.

“Christ, you’ve gotta sweet cunt,” he praised, pummeling my hole. “I can’t recall the last time I had pussy this good.”

Dax was jackhammering me hard, a prize thoroughbred doing what he does best. He was destroying my cunt at a breakneck pace, his stamina untenable. I was about to tell him to slow down or he would nut too fast—but it was too late. His huge cock was beginning to swell in my depths.

“Breed me,” I begged, knowing his load was imminent as Dax pounded the living shit out of me. He moved his meaty hands to my neck, gripping me as his massive cock battered my insides with his final thrusts. I could feel his balls begin to throb against my hole as he inched closer to orgasm.

“Fuck, man,” Dax suddenly announced. “I’m gonna bust. Aww, FUCK—Here it comes, dude—FUCK—DAMN.”

Instantly, his huge cock unleashed his load inside me, a warmth consuming my bowels. “FUCK,” he grunted, throwing his head back as his balls continued to empty inside me, his seed spreading within my void.

“How come we never fucked like this before?” Dax lamented, pulling his spent cock out of me abruptly, his load gushing from my wrecked hole.

“Uh—maybe because you were always threatening to kick my ass,” I reminded him, my used body collapsing upon the bed.

“Yeah—uh—I’m really sorry about that,” Dax apologized while crashing down beside me, his spent cock leaving a wet streak of cum on the bedsheet. “I was an ass to you in high school, and you didn’t deserve it.”

“Thank you for the apology, Dax,” I replied, surprised by his sudden remorse. “I’d say we’re about even now, considering I just twisted your arm into fucking me.”

“You didn’t twist my arm,” Dax assured me, pushing himself onto one arm and looking me in the eye. “I’ve actually wanted to try fucking a dude for a long time now. And I have to admit that it felt fucking awesome.”

“It’s getting late,” I announced while looking at the alarm clock upon the hotel bed table. “We’ve got a lot more verbs to conjugate if you’re going to pass that Spanish midterm tomorrow.”

“How about we do a few verbs, and then I fuck your ass again?” suggested Dax as he pushed himself upright.

“Sounds like a deal,” I agreed, reaching for his big cock and lapping up a pearly drop of cum that still remained.

And so we spent the rest of the evening conjugating a few verbs and then fucking, conjugating again, and then fucking some more. By the time I left Dax’s hotel room after 2 am, he had mastered twenty Spanish verbs, and I had taken six of his warm loads up my wrecked hole.

“Well done!” my professor congratulated me in his office the next afternoon. “Dax got a B+ on his Spanish midterm this morning.”

“He worked hard for it,” I reported, not mentioning how hard Dax had worked my hole, which was still raw and tender.

“Listen,” the professor continued. “The head football coach and I think you should move in with Dax, at least for this semester. It’s the only way he’s going to stay on track. I know that Dax can be a bit difficult, so I hope you’re prepared to handle him full time.”

“Sounds great,” I agreed eagerly, wondering if my sore ass was prepared to handle Dax’s huge cock full time.