CORY:

    I didn't keep many secrets from Bran. He was my all-time best friend, and now finally: my boyfriend. Our two families were intricately intertwined. But one thing I always did keep from him was the crush I had on his older brother Ryan.

    Growing up, with Ryan being five years older than us, he was always bigger and hunkier and more mature. Whereas I was the nerd, he was the jock everyone swooned over. I didn't have any brothers, and although Brandon was always the one I loved, I also lusted over his big bro. On many occasions, I would dig through the Carusos' hamper, fishing out Ryan's used jocks and socks and jerking off while pressing them against my nose, inhaling his musky scent. I never told Brandon that, and as the years went by and Ryan went away to college, my infatuation with him subsided. I hardly thought of him in "that way" anymore… until he came to live with us, and all these years later, my horny memories started flooding back.

    As someone who'd just gone through a divorce, I sympathized with Ryan. Thankfully, my separation had worked out much easier. Ryan was not only left out in the street, but he was also unsure how much time he'd get to spend with his kids. So for the time being, while he was staying with us, we wanted to get his mind off things and help Ryan loosen up, so he'd have more energy for the upcoming custody and divorce drama. On night one, we were already out to a strip club, but that wasn't even the highlight of the evening! 

    No, the best part came (no pun intended) when Brandon blew a load in my mouth right next to his brother, in the backseat of the cab. As I sucked my boyfriend's dick, I kept looking over at Ryan's leg, which was bumping into Brandon's. Knowing that Ryan was so close, witnessing my cocksucking skills, was a major fucking turn-on! I found myself eager to impress him, just as eager as I was to please my boyfriend. When it was all done, I think I succeeded on both fronts.

    The following morning, I was the first one up. I showered and got dressed for work, sneaking around as quietly as possible so as not to wake anyone else up. However, on my way out, I bumped into an underwear-clad Ryan, who was very much awake… as was his cock, judging by the tent in his boxers. 

    "Hey," he said dryly, walking from the living room into the kitchen to help himself to a bottle of water.

    "Good morning," I replied. I'd intended on getting coffee and breakfast on my way to work, but now that Ryan was up I figured I might as well make some coffee at home. I told myself I was doing it to save money, but I knew fully well I was just out to creep on my boyfriend's brother while he pranced around nearly naked with a morning hard-on. "Did you sleep alright?"

    "I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow, but I'm fuckin' hung over this morning," Ryan replied after he chugged half of the water from the bottle. 

    I checked out my boyfriend's brother's body, clad only in a pair of loose boxers which did nothing to accentuate his physique. 

    "Ethan said you were hitting the gym. It's paying off. You're looking good," I said to Ryan as he took another long pull from the water bottle. "Coffee?" I asked as I handed him a full mug.

    "Oh god, yeah," he replied as he took the mug. "Thanks," he continued, "but I'm not in nearly as good shape as I was during college." 

    "Who is?" I replied with a laugh. "But you're going to the gym regularly and it's showing. You'll be back to your college shape before you know it and just in time to go after the ladies," I joked with him. 

    Ryan chuckled and downed the rest of the water. He tossed the empty bottle in the recycling bin next to him and rubbed his hands over his face in an attempt to pull himself together. 

    While he couldn't see me, I took this opportunity to ogle my teenage crush's body. No, he didn't have the college jock body any longer, but he was still in decent shape. He still had muscle mass under the extra pounds he gained over the years and I still thought he was as sexy as Brandon… almost. 

    As I scanned and admired Ryan's body, something caught my eye. The boxers he wore were so loose they hardly hid the hard-on he was sporting. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I saw the head of his erect cock poking from the left leg of the baggy underwear. 

    Mesmerized by the sight of Ryan's cock – the cock I fantasized about for years as a teenager – I felt my own dick stir in my pants. I don't know how long I stared at it, but by the time I looked back at Ryan's face, he realized what I was looking at and covered his crotch with his hands.

    "Sorry," he said a bit embarrassed. "I guess I need to buy some tighter underwear."

    "Your brother and I have a drawer full of it. Help yourself," I replied light-heartedly trying to ease his embarrassment. 

    "Really? You don't think Brandon would mind?" he asked with a chuckle.

    "Fuck, no. Ethan raids our underwear, too. It's no biggie. It's not like we're going to use them without washing them after you've worn them," I said. He didn't know, but I was having flashbacks to when I rummaged through his dirty jocks and sniffed them while jacking off. My own cock twitched again at the thought.

    "Ha. Good to know," he replied.

    "Not a problem. And, I hope I don't need to tell you this, but you're more than welcome to stay here as long as you need. I'm sure you'd like your own place, but take it from someone who's been through it, your divorce is going to put a dent in your income. If you stay here, at the very least, you won't need to worry about rent," I finished. 

    "Appreciate it, but I don't want to put a crimp in your lifestyle," Ryan said with a grin on his face. 

    "Were you too drunk to remember the cab ride home last night? Did it look like you were putting a crimp in our lifestyle?" I continued with a matching grin. 

    Ryan smiled, still with his hands over his crotch. I could only assume his hard-on wasn't retreating. 

    "My brother and you sure have…" he paused, seeming unsure of how to continue, "… a lot of fun together," he finally added, while he subtly squeezed his hard cock. 

    I felt my heart race as my dick grew fully hard and I wondered if Ryan was being deliberately suggestive.

    "We sure do," I replied with a smirk, suddenly feeling brazen enough to look down at his hand-covered crotch again. This time, he moved his hand away enough from the leg opening to expose his throbbing cock head again. 

    "I'm sure my brother slept like a baby after that blowjob last night," Ryan said almost seductively. 

    I swallowed hard, not knowing where this was leading, but also not willing to let this opportunity slip away. 

    "He sure did," I replied coyly while I sipped my coffee. My gaze shifted from his face back to his crotch. He wasn't making any attempt to cover up his exposed cockhead. 

    "Is that like a superpower? Sleep-inducing blowjobs?" Ryan asked, still with a smirk on his face. 

    "They're not always sleep-inducing," I replied. "Sometimes they can give you energy, like when you're hungover," I replied as Ryan, almost imperceptibly, pulled the leg of his boxers up exposing more of his throbbing Caruso cock. 

    "I could sure use some energy right now, cuz this coffee ain't cuttin' it," he said as he placed the mug on the counter. 

    I swallowed hard again. My mind raced. "Is this really happening?" I thought to myself. My hormones took over. "Fuck it!" I told myself and decided to just go for it. 

    "I think I have what the doctor ordered," I said to my boyfriend's brother as I walked towards the pull-out sofa on which Ryan spent the night. 

    Ryan didn't move. When I reached the sofa I motioned for him to lie down on it. 

He walked towards me. His hands were no longer covering his crotch and his cock was bobbing up and down through the leg of his underwear as he moved closer. 

    "Are you sure about this?" he asked sheepishly as he approached.

    I didn't say a word. I playfully pushed his chest and he plopped down on the open sofa. His ass hit the thin mattress and the frame squeaked. 

    I reached down and pulled on the waistband of his boxers. Ryan lifted his ass which made it easier to remove them. His throbbing cock smacked against his stomach with a loud slap. I quickly slid them down his legs, not wanting to waste any time. My teenage fantasy was about to come true. 

    His cock was everything I imagined. It was similar to Brandon's length but a little thicker. A stream of precum was oozing from his piss slit. 

    I immediately dove down with my open mouth and wrapped my tongue around his wet cockhead, which prompted a guttural moan from Ryan. 

    "Fuuuuuuuck," he hissed.

    I tried to wrap my mind around this but couldn't. Brandon and I had never been strictly monogamous, and we'd fooled around with our share of guys, including his son – my nephew. But I never imagined I would ever have this opportunity to go down on Ryan! My mind reeled as I worked my mouth and tongue on the rock-hard tool belonging to my childhood crush. 

    I opened my mouth as wide as possible as I attempted to deepthroat my boyfriend's brother's thick slab of meat. My eyes watered when his cockhead pushed against my tonsils, causing him to moan.

    "Fuck, dude, that feels incredible," Ryan managed to get out between pants. 

    I pulled back until only his glans was in my mouth. I ran my tongue around his corona and flicked the tip of it into his piss slit, tasting his precum. 

    "You taste just like your brother," I whispered between flicks.

    I couldn't resist going all the way down again. Once again, I opened my mouth as wide as possible and buried my nose in his hairy bush. 

    Ryan exhaled and moaned simultaneously. 

    I felt his hands on the back of my head pushing my mouth down his throbbing cock. I bobbed my head up and down while I salivated all over his shaft. 

    He started gently pushing his hips up and down, which pushed his pulsating prick further down my gullet. I felt my eyes water but was determined to give Ryan the best blowjob of his life. 

    "Jesus Christ, Cory, I've never felt anything like this before," he panted while fucking my face, which further encouraged me.

    I removed his cock from my mouth and moved down to his hairy nuts. I took each one into my mouth and rolled it around while my fist gently pumped his cock. I felt more precum dripping onto my fingers. 

    I removed my hand from his cock and my mouth from his balls. He probably thought I was stopping, but I wasn't. He looked down just as I licked his precum from my fingers and smiled at him.

    "Doin' okay?" I asked.

    "Okay?" he laughed. "This is incredible. Nora hated sucking my cock, and forget about deepthroating," he finished breathily.

    I smiled. "You ain't seen nothin' yet," I said before going back down on his leaking cock. 

    Ryan seemed to be relaxed and spread his legs further apart. I wrapped my fist around his big, hairy balls and gently tugged on them while I devoured his cock. 

    "Fuuuuuck," he moaned again as he once more placed his hands on the back of my head. Suddenly, Ryan added, "Even when that other guy sucked me, it was nothin' like this!" 

    His confession piqued my interest, but this wasn't the right time to ask questions about any other guys. Instead, I moaned as I bobbed up and down on Ryan's cock, which was apparently more familiar to other males than I'd assumed. Although my cock was still in my pants, it was rock-hard and I could feel the dampness of my own precum on my underwear. 

    I slowly worked my index finger under Ryan's nuts to his perineum and applied a bit of pressure to test his reaction. I had my answer almost immediately when a gob of precum shot from his piss slit. He didn't indicate he was uncomfortable or wanted me to stop. I applied a bit more pressure and was rewarded with another taste of his pre-jizz.

    Ryan bucked his hips as I continued to apply pressure and suck his cock like an industrial strength vacuum. His breathing became more intense and I felt the muscles throughout his body contract and expand repeatedly, which I knew indicated he was getting close to busting his nut.

    As if he was reading my mind, he said expectantly, "Fuck, dude, I'm getting really close." 

    My mind raced again as I remembered all the times I jacked off over Ryan while I sniffed his used jock and imagined what it would be like take his load the way I took his brother's. After all these years and jack-off sessions, I was about to find out. 

    I was determined to give Ryan the most intense, mind-blowing orgasm he ever had. I buried my nose in his pubes again, inhaling his musk deeply into my nostrils. I worked his glans with my throat and put even more pressure on his taint. 

I was so turned on that my own cock, still constricted in my pants, was about to explode hands-free. 

    Ryan's breathing intensified. He was literally on the verge of cumming, and while I would've loved to edge him for a while, I was also on the edge of busting my nut. 

    My boyfriend's brother grabbed two-handfuls of my hair and pushed his cock further down my throat. I knew this was it and so did my cock. I felt it shoot into my underwear as Ryan released a fountain of Caruso jizz down my throat while trying to stifle his orgasm so he didn't awaken his brother and nephew sleeping in their rooms. I smiled with satisfaction as his cock slowly softened in my mouth, and I realized this was the third Caruso man I'd brought over the edge.