“How much?” John said, his hand following my gaze and beginning to tug his own shaft, I wasn’t able to take my eyes from him as he continued to stroke himself, getting himself harder with every stroke.
“Let me show you,” I replied seductively as I leaned over and immediately started to kiss and suck on his growing shaft through his shorts, leaving a very visible wet patch by the time he pulled my head off his lap.
My hands immediately reached for his zipper, taking it between two fingers and gently lowering it, being rewarded with a handful of his hard man-meat when I reached inside, desperate to fish it out, I gave it a tug, a second as it continued to grown in my hand before I directed it towards the opening in the zipper, pulling it out and towards me as I pulled my hands out of his shorts.
“He likes it rough,” Toby chipped in from his side of the bed, a smile that I knew all too familiar crossed Johns face. I knew what that meant, I licked my lips, swallowing and clearing my throat knowing what was about to come.
I leaned forward and opened my mouth as John placed his hands on the back of my head, with his six-inch cock lined up with my mouth I closed my eyes as the strength on the back of my head intensified forcing the gap between me and the cock of my brothers friend.
“Beg for it bitch,” John said, as he clutched a handful of my hair stopping me from moving my mouth forward towards his mouth-watering cock, it’s purple head already glistening with pre-cum making my tongue lust for a taste.
“I want your cock,” I replied almost in a trance, sticking out my tongue in an attempt to get the gleaming juice that was slowly dribbling from his slit, his handful of hair and strength however preventing me from getting to it.
“No, slut,” John said, almost with a mocking tone to his voice, “Tell me how you want it,” he demanded.
“Please fuck my thr…” I began to tell him how rough I wanted him to fuck me however halfway through the sentence he pulled my head forward with his cock entering my mouth, the tip and the first two inches or so.
“Like this slut?” John asked, knowing all too well that I couldn’t respond, all I could do is moan in agreeance as his cock slid further into my gullet, blocking my airways and making it tougher for me to breath, the tears in my eyes immediately began to well before he finally pulled out, his tip barely reaching my lips before he was thrusting forwards back into my mouth; my throat although enjoying the experience of cocks in my mouth still not quite used to the feeling and therefore a gagging sound coming with each of his forward thrusts.
His intensity continued to increase, it felt like one of those thundering headaches that just wont let up, thud – thud – thud, before picking up to the level of a jack hammer being used to break up concrete on a construction site.
While it seemed heavier, rougher and at a more furious pace than my brother ever had – it turned out to be mild to the treatment I was about to receive from him.
After a few minutes of him thrusting into my throat like he was in the movie Speed, where if he went too slow, we were going to burst, he pulled completely from my throat, my lips remaining open and tongue out searching for it when I felt a stinging smack on my face.
I opened my eyes and looked towards him just as a second smack came stinging into my face, it wasn’t his hand hitting me however he had placed his hand around his cock and was swinging it into my face, slapping me with it, beside my mouth, near my nose across my forehead and cheeks, despite knowing I was not going to get it my tongue instinctively continued to chase it around my face.
Eventually he returned it to my mouth where he just held my head still and thrust his cock into my throat, not moving, having it just hanging down my throat like I was sword swallower with one down my throat right now.
I couldn’t gag, I couldn’t even choke, my throat was filled.
Finally, he withdrew before again acting like a construction worker with a jack hammer, only this time it was like he had been on a speed-binge for a week, he was ruthless, the tears were rolling down my face, while the amount of saliva and spit that his cock was pulling from my mouth and throat running down my chin.
He pulled it out of my throat again.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
His cock left it’s stinging feeling across my face before returning to my mouth and to jackhammer on speed mode, instantly the gagging and choking returned, the struggle to get air continued but at that point I wasn’t worried at all.
Beside me my brother Toby began to move, I couldn’t move my head or eyes to look at what was happening, but I could feel him as he repositioned next to us on the bed. His friend he had met in the Navy with his cock buried deep in my mouth.
“Look at me,” I heard my brother Toby say, despite the thrashing my throat was getting I was able to force my eyes open, I could see him on my right, his cock pointing directly at my face.
Almost immediately upon opening my eyes I could not only see my brothers’ cock, but that his hand was furiously pumping it, I had just looked towards the slit on his head when it began to erupt, beginning to unload on my face.
John pulled his cock out of my mouth and began to slap me with it again, I let out an audible moan as he began to rub it around my face, it became covered with what it could of my brothers come before he lined up with my mouth again.
I opened my mouth as he slid back in, I could taste my brother, his seed, John was soon back in his rhythm, I could feel my brothers juice slide down my throat before being pushed further towards my stomach by his friend. Soon the taste changed however, it was added to as John grabbed my head slammed it as far towards his ball sack as he could as he too began to unload.
That’s when I felt hands wrap around my own rod, it had become rock hard with all of the action, but I had ignored it. It didn’t matter for me all that mattered was making my brother and his friend cum, Johns hands were still controlling my head which could only mean one thing – the person touching my cock was my brother.
My brother had only been jerking my cock, his hands inside my boxer shorts, for about a minute before I began to unload, Toby manoeuvred his hand to ensure he caught as much of it as he could while continuing to jerk and milk my testicles free of any more seamen.
Carefully pulling his hand from boxer shorts to ensure not to spill any he pulled it towards my face, John let go of my head and pulled his softening cock free from my mouth.
My mouth wasn’t free for long though, with John now gone from my mouth my brother lifted his cum filled hand to my lips and presented it to me. I leaned forward and sucked, slurped and licked until has hand was completely clean – again swallowing as my mouth filled with cum, this time my own.
“Oh yeah you are a good slut,” John smirked as he looked at me after I licked my brothers’ hand clean.
“I like to please!” I replied sounding as flirty as possible.