Billy’s

A hand was clamped over my mouth while another worked it’s way down to my briefs and fished out my dick. The callouses were enough for me to realise it was Billy, and he was slowly caressing up and down my shaft working it to hardness.

“Jesus,” he whispered in my ear, voice thick with lust, “you’ve got a goddamned Python hidden down there. Bridget’s been holding out on me…”

Despite the fear I felt in this moment, Billy’s ministrations were getting to me. The guy knew his way around a cock.

He moved his hand away from my mouth, but before I could so much as utter a word of protest he crushed his lips against mine, his tongue invading and caressing every inch of my mouth, his handjob continuing on all the while.

Finally he drew away, looking down at me in the dim with an expression of what could only be called predatory lust.

“I’m a better kisser than Bridget, aren’t I?” He leaned down and gave me another long, consuming kiss, his body against me, his hard dick pressing into my side. He drew away and whispered, “let me show you what else I can do better than Bridget…”

I didn’t really have time to process his words when suddenly the hand around my dick was replaced with something else. The warm, wet sensation of Billy’s mouth.

It was nirvana. Pure and absolute bliss as his mouth utterly engulfed inch after inch of my throbbing manhood until finally his nose was buried right into my pubes while his throat tightened and gurgled around my cockflesh.

He drew back slowly until only the tip was left in his mouth, his lips and tongue suckling on the head before consuming me yet again.

This went on, again and again, a form of **** that is was likely to make me go mad. But then he drew away and let my length leave his loving throat completely.

“And now,” his said, voice hoarse from the self inflicted throat fucking, “the main course.”

I could feel his weight shifting over me, unsure and a little afraid of what would come next. But then I felt him take hold of my cock and whispered in an excited voice, “I don’t think I’ve ever taken one this big before….this’ll be fun.”

The pressure that began to surround my dick was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I could feel a decent amount of lube as the warm, constricting confines of Billy’s ass sank lower and lower until I finally felt his bubbly ass rest against my groin.

The groan of pleasure I let out was embarrassing, or at least it would be if it wasn’t drowned out by Billy’s.

He rested one hand against my chest for a moment as the two of stayed like that, my dick pulsing inside of him with every breath I took while his ass rhythmically hugged and clenched around me.

Then it began. Slowly he rose up before crashing down again, his cock gently slapping against my stomach. Up and down, up and down, the pace steadily growing. The sensation was maddening and pretty soon I began to thrust upwards to meet his ass, hungry and **** to get more of the warm tightness of that welcoming ass.

It devolved into a mess of a passion, me fucking him with everything I had, grasping his cock while his ass squeezed me tighter and tighter. His voice was breathy and wild, interspersed with moans of approval and delight as he continued to bounce on me.

“You like this ass?” He asked, “it’s good isn’t it? It could be yours. You could make it yours,” his ass began to squeeze and emphasise each word, “every, ugh, single, ahhh, night!”

Suddenly his cock erupted, shooting globs of cum up my stomach and chest. In response his ass and prostate clenched around me torturously and I unleashed what was probably the biggest load of my life deep into the ass of Bridget’s brother.

At first there was a warm pleasant aftermath as I soaked in the remnants of pleasure. Billy collapsed next to me, sighing in contentment.

But then like an avalanche, the post-nut clarity kicked in and I realised the enormity of what I had done. I had just betrayed the girl of my dreams, the woman I loved more than anything…for her brother of all people.

Preempting me, Billy leaned over and gave me another kiss. “Think about what I said darlin’, maybe you’re shacked up with the wrong sibling.”

Before I could respond he got up off the bed and snuck out into the night. I was left in a bed soaked with our collective fluids, stunned.

What the fuck was with this family?