DIXON:

    "Follow us," I said to Clark firmly. As my big brother, he wasn't used to being bossed around by me, but this time I knew he would obey without protest. I noticed his Adam's apple move up and down as he gulped nervously. He was still sitting in the armchair, his hard cock poking out of his jeans, throbbing and begging for release. I'd forbidden Clark from cumming just yet, which meant the only person who had blown a load thus far was our visitor Stan.

    Holding Stan's hand, I led the way upstairs. He and I were both naked, with my boner pointing the way forward, while Stan's semi was dripping some leftover cum onto the stairs, leaving a trail behind for my brother to follow. 

    "Do you mind if I take a quick shower before we go any further?" Stan asked when we reached my bedroom.

    "Of course. Bathroom's right over there," I said, pointing the way and marveling at the sight of Stan's globular glutes while he walked off. Then, I turned to my brother, and I told him, "You might as well take your clothes off."

    "Um, yeah, I guess I could," he replied, standing in front of me fully dressed with his hard dick poking out of the fly of his jeans. Seeing him like this was kinda funny… but also really fucking hot in a forbidden way that I'd never quite thought about.

    "You ain't gotta do it for my sake. Just figured you'd be more comfortable," I added, making sure that Clark wasn't feeling pressured to do anything.

    "Are you gonna… Are you gonna fuck that man?" my brother asked while removing his shirt.

    "Only if he wants me to. Which I'm pretty sure he does," I smirked, stroking my dick to keep it at peak erection.

    "How… How many men have you fucked?" my big brother stuttered, staring at me jerking my dick and using some of my own precum as lube.

    "God, who's counting? Over the years, a couple dozen, maybe," I gave a rough but honest estimate.

    "That's– That's a lot," Clark reacted, taking his jeans and underwear off. "I've only fucked like four women in my life."

    "Well, you've been married, whereas I've been a bachelor for 37 years. My body count is even higher when it comes to women," I bragged. "Much higher."

    "What makes you go for men then?" my brother wanted to know.

    "Just to switch it up every now and then," I said, still proudly exhibiting my dick in front of my only sibling. "Fucking another man can be a lot of fun. As you're about to see."

    "Did somebody order a hole to fuck?" Stan chimed in, walking back into the bedroom, dripping a bit of water in the process. The shower hadn't made his semi go away; on the contrary, his dick was almost fully hard in anticipation of a good pounding, which I was determined to give him – especially since my brother would be watching.

    "Get on the bed," I barked at Stan, who leaped to obey.

    My guest happily crawled onto the mattress on all fours with his ass facing us. I went to stand behind Stan, but made sure my brother still had a good view. I spread Stan's asscheeks, showing off the lumberjack's tight, hairy hole to Clark. My brother just stood there, stark naked and nervous. He didn't move a muscle except for the steady up-and-down movement of his cock as blood rushed through it.

    Satisfied that we had Clark's full attention, I bent down and buried my face in Stan's crack. Having just gotten out of the shower, his hole was fresh and clean, and smelled like my own shower gel. Frankly, I wouldn't have minded a bit of sweat, but I had no doubt we'd be getting sweaty in no time.

    Stan began moaning softly and pushing his hips back. I rimmed his sphincter until it was relaxed enough to grant entry to my tongue. That's when I pushed my tongue into him, fucking his ass with the tip. He groaned louder and reached back, pushing my face into his hairy crack. If he was this horny just for my tongue, he was gonna love my dick!

    I pulled back to wipe spit from my face and I started stroking Stan's growing cock with my other hand. I turned and made eye contact with my brother, who was licking his lips while admiring our visitor's perfect ass.

    "You wanna see me fuck him?" I asked Clark, already able to predict his answer. 

    "Y– Yeah," my brother mumbled, his hand finally shooting to his dick.

    I stood tall before angling Stan a bit so my brother could maintain his view of the action. I spit on Stan's hole before shoving my thick meat inside him. He was still a bit tight, but he was an experienced bottom whose hole gave little resistance as I slowly sank my dick inside him. It felt AMAZING to be inside such a hot ass once again.

    "Do it man, fuck me," Stan begged for more. "Fuck my ass, man. Go all in."

    I knew my bottom wanted me to unleash and go straight to pounding him hard, but I wanted to edge my brother a bit more. I continued to thrust forward slowly until I finally bottomed out, my pubes brushing up against Stan's ass. For good measure, Stan clenched tightly around my shaft. That made all three of us in the room moan out in unison. I looked at my brother again to see him steadily jerking off, his precum dripping to the floor of my bedroom. My own dick twitched inside Stan, stimulated by my brother's attention.

    Just as slowly as I had pushed in, I pulled back out. Stan was far more eager and he pushed his hips back, making his ass swallow my dick all over again. I put one foot up onto the mattress and I held onto his hips, making sure to turn so Clark could see my dick disappear and reappear over and over while I fucked the horny hunk.

    "Such a hot ass, man, takin' my dick like a pro," I complimented Stan, stroking his lower back.

    "Oh, I love your dick, dude," Stan groaned, still trying to bounce his ass on my shaft.

    I let Stan fuck himself on my dick for a few minutes before I finally took over. Holding onto him tighter, I increased my pace with every thrust until I was slamming into him. Even though I was fucking him far more aggressively now, Stan was still pushing back with his ass, determined to meet my hips in the middle with every stroke of my dick.

    "Fuck. Yes. Fuck. Me. Hard!" Stan bellowed, his words harmonizing with the loud slaps of my balls against his thick thighs. Eager to impress my brother, I pushed Stan further onto the bed so I could get my knees onto the mattress. My guest was now flat out, gripping the sheets and moaning in ecstasy.

    "I bet you love being a cock-slut in front of my brother, don't you?" I growled, slapping Stan's ass loudly.

    "Yes, Sir!" Stan shouted with soldier-like cadence.

    While I got into a better position to pile-drive Stan's ass, my brother kept stepping closer and closer, until he was standing only two feet away from the bed. I craned my neck so I could make eye contact with Clark, before looking down at his boner, which somehow seemed even larger and harder than before. That's when yet another dirty thought dawned on me.

    "Have you ever been spit-roasted?" I shouted at Stan, still fucking him without pausing.

    "Yeah. But never by two brothers," he grunted with my bodyweight on top of him.

    "You... You want me to...?" Clark asked me nervously, as he started to understand what I was suggesting.

    Pulling Stan up by his shoulders, I got him back up on all fours. Then, I rotated our bodies so that Stan was facing my brother, who was standing at the foot of the bed. I gripped Stan's hair and pulled his head up.

    "Open your mouth for my big brother," I ordered gruffly, smacking Stan's ass with my free hand.

    He obediently opened his mouth, his eyes staring at my brother's dick with lust. Clark took one final step forward… and slid his cock past Stan's greedy lips. I released my grip on Stan's hair, allowing him better access to fully deepthroat my brother, whose knees buckled.

    "That's right!" I growled at Stan, who smirked even with his mouth full of dick. Then, looking up at Clark, I asked, "How does that feel, bro?"

    "It's… amazing!" he replied, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as Stan reached up to tug on my brother's balls while still blowing him. 

    I knew from first-hand experience how good Stan's mouth felt, so the ecstatic expression on my brother's face came as no surprise. I could tell Clark was struggling not to cum just yet. He couldn't even form words anymore; he just moaned and grunted and thrust his hips forward, exploring the depths of the burly cocksucker's throat. Seeing my big brother like this definitely flipped a switch in my pervy brain, pushing me close to the edge.

    "Fuck, bro," I panted, my balls starting to tighten. "I'm not gonna last much longer."

    "Me neither," Clark gasped, his hands now holding onto Stan's head as he bucked his hips faster and faster.

    "You ready to drown this slut with our cum?" I asked my brother, sensing Stan's eagerness as all of his muscles – including his asshole – tightened. "Fuuuck, here I cum!"

    While maintaining eye contact with my only brother, I began to breed our bearded visitor, shooting my seed deep inside Stan's guts. Clark did the exact same thing, feeding his pent up cum to Stan from the other end, blowing his load straight down Stan's throat and into his belly. 

    "Fucking hell, bro," I grunted. "Both of our spunk is shooting into him from both ends."

    "You think our little swimmers will meet somewhere in the middle?" Clark commented with a devilish grin, which looked completely different from his nervous expressions earlier in the evening. He had finally found his groove and although this was the climax of the night, I was certain it was only the beginning of the fun I'd get to have together with my big brother.