FINN:

    With summer in full swing, I had all the time in the world to get bred by both of my brothers. Although it wasn't a daily occurrence, between Mason and Wyatt, I usually had at least one sibling to choose from to give my ass the treatment it craved. Whenever they weren't nailing me, Mason was busy with his boyfriend and college prep; and Wyatt was out hooking up with a plethora of girls, now that he was no longer seeing Mrs. O'Hara. 

    "So what do you wanna do today?" Mason asked me one morning after we were done sucking each other's cocks in my bed. It was a lovely day out, and Wyatt and our mom were both out. 

    "You know what I really wanna do?" I said, turning to Mason and absentmindedly rubbing his bare belly, which had some dried cum on it. Whether the jizz was mine or my brother's, I wasn't sure. "I wanna do what we did a few weeks ago, when the three of us fucked. But this time I wanna be the one in the middle."

    "Oh, you talking bout the time Wyatt fucked me while I was fucking you?" my brother smirked. "Yeah, that was fun."

    "That was CRAZY. I haven't even seen that shit in porn," I laughed, gliding my hand across Mason's stomach and flicking one of his nips. "I've been wanting to try that ever since. I'm so jealous imagining what it must've felt like for you."

    "Yeah, it was pretty good," Mason reminisced with a wistful look in his eyes. "Feeling Wyatt's cock cumming inside of me while I was breeding your ass… fuck, it's getting me hard all over again."

    I looked down to see that indeed, my brother was growing a boner, even though he'd just nutted down my throat less than 15 minutes ago. 

    "C'mon, you guys owe it to me," I said with a smirk while wrapping my fist around Mason's member. "What do you say, I get to fuck you while our straight brother's cumming inside of me?"

    "Mmm, I'm game," Mason replied, closing his eyes and enjoying the handjob I was giving him. "But I don't know if you picked the right day for it. Remember we got that fundraiser tonight?"

    "Since when do we go to fundraisers?" I rolled my eyes. I was in the mood to stay at home and play with my brothers all night, but our mother wanted us all to make an appearance at Senator Whitfield's fundraiser tonight. Doug Whitfield was one of our neighbors, even though he spent more time in D.C. than on Stag Meadow Lane. They were really amping him up to have "presidential potential" so quite a few of the locals were his fans.

    "Listen, we'll go for like half an hour just to get Mom off our back, and then we can come home and fuck in the basement," said Mason. He was always the people-pleaser so I accepted his compromise, and I continued to pleasure him with my hand and my mouth until he nutted down my throat for the second time this morning.

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    The fundraiser that evening was better than I'd expected. It took place at The Hungry Stag – a down-to-earth, everyman's location, which was nonetheless full of security and serving fancy champagne. I spent most of the evening talking to a 20-year-old guy named Brady, who turned out to be Senator Whitfield's nephew. Brady went to school in Boston but he was spending the summer on Stag Meadow Lane, interning for his uncle's campaign.

    "I just got here yesterday," Brady told me. "I really miss my boyfriends, but I couldn't miss out on an opportunity to intern for a potential president. I mean, think of how that'd look on a résumé."

    "Your boyfriends?" I asked, intrigued by Brady's choice of words.

    "Oh yeah, I'm seeing these two guys back in Boston," he said nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "Sven and David, they're married. Here," he added, showing me a photo of himself with a smiling middle-aged couple. In the pic, all three of them were rocking tight, barely-there speedos, which give me an excellent notion of how hung each of them was. 

       "Um, cool," I said, feeling boring and provincial in comparison to Brady… but then I realized I had a scheduled sex date with my two brothers, and my life was anything but boring.

    After about an hour, my brother and I left Mom with her boyfriend at the diner and we drove home. "Look what I snagged!" Wyatt bragged in the basement, pulling out a bottle of champagne he'd stolen from the event. 

    "It's a fundraiser, you're supposed to give, not take," Mason said in laughter.

    "I mean, it's our tax money paying for Whitfield's salary, so we deserve it," I rationalized jokingly.

    "Suuuure," Mason rolled his eyes in disapproval, but he still accepted the solo cup of expensive champagne that Wyatt gave him.

    "To a fun summer," Wyatt said, raising his cup in the air. 

    We toasted, and then sat back and relaxed, watching music videos on the TV for a while until Wyatt, without notice, switched it up to playing porn. I gulped the rest of my drink in one go, and I immediately pulled my pants down, all too eager to heat things up.

    "Hey Wyatt, did Mason tell you about the conversation we had this morning?" I asked, stroking my semi while looking at my brothers.

    "No, what conversation?" Wyatt asked with a smirk on his face.

    "Finn wants us to fuck like we did a few weeks ago, all three of us, but with him in the middle," Mason explained, rosy in the face after having some quality booze.

    "So he wants me to fuck him while he's fucking you?" Wyatt said to Mason in amusement.

    "Unless you're the one in the mood to get fucked, Wyatt," I chimed in, jerking my dick to a nearly full erection now.

    "Hahaha, not a chance," my straight brother protested. "But sure, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck either one of you. Hell, I already have," he added. "Y'all just need to get me ready."

    Having said that, Wyatt pointed down to his crotch. His bulge seemed plump and full, but I could tell there was still room for growth. I dropped to my knees in front of him and I pulled his shorts down, admiring his cock through his tight boxer briefs for a few seconds. Then, I pulled Wyatt's underwear down carefully, licking my lips at the precise moment his cock came popping out. He was semi-hard and already leaking the tiniest bit of precum, which I greedily lapped up as soon as I could. Then, I continued kissing and sucking on Wyatt's cockhead, feeling it expand in my mouth, filling me with anticipation and glee.

    "Don't just sit there. Let's get your ass ready!" Wyatt suddenly said. I realized he was talking to Mason, who took his own shorts off. Then, Mason got on his knees on the couch, with his ass facing in Wyatt's direction. While still enjoying my blowjob, Wyatt leaned over and began eating our brother's ass.

    "You're becoming a rimming pro, bro," Mason said happily. "Mmm, that's right. Go nice and deep."

    Although I was focused on sucking Wyatt's cock, my eyes couldn't help but dart toward Mason's ass. Mason was spreading his own asscheeks as wide as they would go, allowing our brother to penetrate him with his talented tongue. Now fully erect, Wyatt's cock was hitting the back of my throat. The moans that Mason was emitting let me know his hole was nearly ready to welcome something more than just a tongue.

    "Let's go," I said, getting up off the floor. Wyatt pulled his face away from Mason's ass. The two of them scooted a bit further apart, leaving me enough room to squeeze in between them. With my hard cock throbbing, I positioned myself between brother and brother.

    "Fuck," Wyatt swore, taking his T-shirt off in one move. We all pulled off whatever items of clothing we had left on us, including our socks. We knew we were in for a ride, and it was about to get hot!

    "Should I go in first?" I asked, wondering how to do this while looking down at Mason's inviting asshole.

    "Let's try to do it at the same time," Wyatt said with boyish excitement and curiosity.

    "Okay," I agreed, holding on to my dick and placing its tip right up against Mason's hole. I tried to poke out my ass as much as possible, which wasn't easy since I was still trying to point forward with my cock as well. Somehow, Wyatt's tool found its way to my asshole, and both of us began moving forward. In perfect unison, my cockhead slipped inside Mason's pucker just as Wyatt's mushroom head slid inside me. The feeling of getting fucked while fucking someone was SURREAL! Not to mention that we were all damn-near identical!!! I looked down at Mason's ass, which looked so much like mine. I drove my cock deeper inside it, feeling Wyatt's identical cock drilling me. As we started thrusting back-and-forth a bit faster, even our rhythm was uniform.

    "Ahhhhhh, fuck. This is soooo good," I said as my balls touched Mason's thighs. My tool was now buried to the hilt in my brother's ass; same as Wyatt's cock up my hole.

    "Fuck yeah," Wyatt grunted, placing his hands on my shoulders and giving them a firm squeeze.

    "Choke me," I heard myself saying without thinking too much about it.

    "What?" Wyatt asked, his hands sliding an inch closer to my neck on each side.

    "Fucking grab my neck and choke me," I told him while thrusting back and forth inside Mason

    "Yeah? That what you fucking want?" Wyatt added, already expertly wrapping his hands around my throat. I could tell he'd done this many times before; maybe Mrs. O'Hara was a fan of it. Choking me made Wyatt turn more aggressive, fucking my ass with more vehemence.

    "Mmmmmm," Mason moaned while I forced my cock up his hole as well. "Ahhh. Mm. Hold on. I wanna look at you."

    After saying that, Mason rotated his body until he was lying on his back, facing me. His face was drenched in perspiration and I realized mine must look the same. 

    "Fuck my hole," Mason whimpered as I drilled his ass. With his boyfriend only visiting Stag Meadow Lane on occasion, I was already certain that Mason was about to spend a good chunk of this summer collecting loads from me and our other brother. 

    "Fuck yeah," I struggled to say with Wyatt's hand around my throat. Even though I'd been asking for it, my brother was now choking me a LITTLE harder than I'd anticipated, yet it was making me horny as fuck. Figuring Mason might enjoy the same treatment, I placed one hand on his neck and gently squeezed it while fucking him. He nodded as if to say "okay," so I squeezed harder and continued thrusting, fucking Mason with the same brutality that Wyatt was fucking me with.

    "Fuck, I love you guys," Wyatt added. In my ass, I could almost FEEL his cock about to explode. He was on the edge, and I didn't blame him. We were flooding the basement with our brotherly passion. I turned to the left and looked at the large mirror on the wall, in awe of the picture I saw: three identical teens, entrapped in each other, our muscles glistening with sweat. 

    "Breed me," I gasped through Wyatt's grasp. "Cum inside me, bro."

    "Oh, I'm gonna. I'll shoot right up your ass. And you breed Mason, alright?" Wyatt said authoritatively.

    "Mhm," I nodded submissively. Now that Wyatt was instructing me to do it, I wanted to cum even more. Mason and I maintained intense eye contact, his mouth open and a bit of saliva dribbling out of his mouth. He was clearly just as desperate for a breeding as I was, and he was about to get it big time. My free hand traveled to one of his nipples, and I pinched and twisted it like a switch. 

    That little gesture was apparently what pushed Mason over the edge. Suddenly, a HUGE geyser of cum came shooting out of my brother's upward-pointing dick, hitting me square in the face.

    "You fucker!!!" I chortled, barely able to breath. Wyatt was still choking me, meanwhile Mason's viscous jizz was dripping down my nostrils, blocking air from going through. A grin spread on Mason's face, and just for good measure and revenge, I squeezed harder on his nipple as well as his throat.

    "Mmmmmmpffffff," Mason squirmed while cumming handsfree, blowing his load all over our two faces and torsos. While emptying his nuts, Mason's asshole began contracting, choking my dick even harder than our brother was choking my throat. It was an incredibly intense sensation on my prod, which pushed me over the edge to an orgasm that began mere moments after Mason's. 

    "Fuck, I'm cumming. I'm cumming inside him," I said, informing Wyatt of my sperm release.

    "Yeeeeah. Breed that slut's ass," Wyatt cheered, grinding against me ever faster. The sound of balls banging against buttocks echoed around the room. Less than ten seconds later, my straight brother unleashed his sperm inside of me, filling me up with his babies while I was still nutting inside of Mason.

    "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," we all moaned interchangeably as Mason's spunk slid down my face and rained down onto him. Letting go of Mason's throat, I scooped up some of his jizz and brought it to my mouth, reveling in it with a loud "Mmm-mm!" before going for a second scoop.

    "Bro, let me try," Wyatt suddenly said from behind me. I was completely taken aback by his request, but I held my cum-covered fingers over my shoulder, allowing my straight brother to have a taste of our other brother's spooge. "Not bad, Wyatt nodded in approval, finally releasing my neck from his chokehold.

    "Yeah?" I asked, with a smirk. "Wanna try mine next?"

    Over my shoulder, Wyatt and I made eye contact and both grinned at each other. Then, I slowly backed out of Mason's hole, leaving it gaping. Without pulling his dick out my ass, Wyatt bent down, stuck his tongue out, and ate my discharge out of our brother's freshly-bred asshole. 

    "Now all I need to do it try my own to complete the collection," Wyatt joked after a full minute of slurping cum out of Mason's ass, as he finally pulled his dick out of me.

    "Well, here ya go then," I said, bending down and placing my ass in Wyatt's face. When I felt his tongue on my hole, I pushed out, feeling Wyatt his babies.

    "Save some for me," Mason requested. He and Wyatt then ate the rest of the jizz out my ass, taking turns and kissing while doing it.

    This was going to be the best summer ever.​