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Subject: The Plan Here’s a story taken from my Tumblr, at a4f101.tumblr/storytime. You can find this one, and the pic that inspired it, here: http://a4f101.tumblr/post/115603693399/ This story is purely a work of adult erotic fantasy, copyright me 2016. I own it and all legal rights to it. If you’re under the age of majority in your jursdiction, please come back when you’re of legal age. Nifty is an incredible free service that depends on your donations to survive. It changed my life, and maybe it’s changed yours too. Please help them to keep providing all the awesome porn they fty/donate.html I love hearing from you guys. hoo. Enjoy… ***** “I think he’s ready,” Tom said one afternoon. “Yeah?” I said, looking over at him. He was fucking beautiful, big and thick-muscled, a powerful specimen of young American manhood in his prime. All sprawled out on the daybed next to me, out by the pool, golden and gleaming with sweat and lotion, naked as the day he was born. “You sure, kid? it’s a pretty big call.” “Yeah, I’m sure,” he said with that big white grin of his. “Last week, we were beating off together, and I reached over and hooked his thigh over top of mine. Started to feel him up down there while we jacked. He fuckin’ loved it. Got him off twice.” “Fuck,” I growled, picturing him and Jackson like that, stroking their big jock cocks together side by side, playing with each other’s thick young muscles. How it must have looked, felt. The kind of possibilities it presented. “Not yet… but I’m liking where it’s heading,” Tom grinned. “I think he should come over. Y’know, he can feel free to play here. Like I did. Maybe him and me can try things out a little.” I was hard all over again, almost immediately. Tom grinned at it, his big hand lazily tugging the girthy length of his dick. He ran his other hand up the thickness of my thigh, slow and lazy, knowing exactly what he was doing. I bet it felt just as good to Jackson last week. He shifted his big football-player ass closer to me, slipping one thick-muscled thigh up over mine. I could feel the steady surge of his growing hardon against my hip as I reached over to trace the deep indent of that mighty ass. “Let me tell you how I think it’s gonna go, Unc,” he murmured in my ear. ***** Tom brought Jackson over to work out a couple days later, gaziantep travesti while I was out. Working up a serious sweat together, the two football players in the gym set-up in the unused half of my garage. Tom suggested a cooling-off swim in the pool after. And since it was just the two of them, hey, why not skinny-dip? Maybe a little tanning afterwards, maybe another nice, slow jackoff session, side by side out by the pool. Muscles glowing with sweat, sun-warmed, cocks hard and moist in slow-stroking hands. Low, easy conversation back and forth. A certain closeness. Tom’s fingers slowly sliding up and down Jackson’s thick tight-end’s thigh, the big young jock letting out a husky whimper, spreading his thighs wider. Opening up more. “Hey, so,” Tom said to him with his easy grin, “I’m gonna go take a shower. If you want to… you could come with, little bro.” Jackson looked blankly at him for a second, then a slow smile spread across his face, a shy kind of grin, blushing a little. Cute as fuck, Tom said. Then kind of slowly, shyly nodded. It was different, doing it together in the shower. You couldn’t sit side by side – there was room on the window seat for one of the big jocks to sit comfortably. Somebody had to stand up, and be watched. It wasn’t like sitting together or laying out – the dynamic changed. So Tom commandeered the little seat, spread those big, creamy thighs of his, his cock still as hard as it had been by the pool, slowly stroking it with a warm grin for Jackson. His sexy little brother, grinning at him, leaning against the wall, feeling himself up a little under the spray from above. Slowly jacking on his big, hard young cock. Bigger than his big brother’s, in fact. Smiling, letting Tom watch him. After a little while, admiring each other, nice and easy, Tom stood up. Stepped over to Jackson, rested his arm on the big kid’s shoulder. Jackson tensed up a little, the slow jack on his cock coming to a stop, but once Tom stroked himself a few times, smiled at his little brother, Jackson eased up. Smiled back. Resumed the slow slide along his big shaft, unconsciously matching his big bro’s pace. When Tom leaned in slowly after a few minutes, let his lips graze along Jackson’s, he found his brother receptive, slowly parting his lips at first, then opening wider, meeting his big bro’s gaziantep masaj salonları tongue with his own. Wrapping his arms round him, bringing their hard muscled bodies together tightly. Their hard cocks pressed together, throbbing between the muscles of their stomachs, and within a minute, Jackson was whimpering in his brother’s big arms as he unloaded, shot after shot of hot young cum pasting their sweaty muscles. Tom took Jackson to the master bedroom. I had a California King, a view of the pool, it was an awesome space, and despite Jackson’s half-hearted protests about messing around in my bed, it didn’t take Tom long to get him into it, with all the groping, squeezing, touching, tasting he was doing to his studly little bro. Jackson’s muscular thighs wrapped around him almost instinctively as Tom leaned over him to kiss him deep, pressing the hot thickness of his cock into Jackson’s groin. He hadn’t come in the shower, and there was a big load stored up in his balls still. “You sure we should do it in here, bro?” Jackson moaned as Tom continued to grind into him, against him, working up a fresh glow of sweat together. “Baby bro, this is where I learned how to play,” Tom grinned, and kissed him long and deep again. “You trust me, Jack?” The kid nodded, mouth open from the kiss and in surprise at what his brother was really saying. Tom smiled, picked up his phone from the bedside, and snapped a pic of them together. Two big, hunky brothers, naked, sweating, close together, Tom smiling confidently, Jack with a surprised half-grin. It was a beautiful pic, and when it arrived on my phone, that was my cue to come home. I was quiet coming in the door, but even from the kitchen, I could hear their moans. The sounds of their voices, all husky and deep, hungry, the slow slap of their bodies, the thump of the bedhead against the wall. The door to my bedroom was wide open, and as I quietly approached, I saw probably the most amazing thing any man will ever see. Tom hunching his muscled ass, his hips against his big younger brother, the two of them eye-locked, intense looks on their faces. Tom’s sweat dropping in a slow, steady drip down onto his little brother’s face as they hunched and ground together bodily. “I’m gonna come, baby bro,” Tom moaned. “Awww Tommy, yeah, come on,” Jack moaned gaziantep escort bayan back. “Let’s do it bro…” Tom’s big, thick muscles flexed up hard, all over, aglow with sweat, and he let out an intense, guttural moan. He froze, like a sculpture, and started to unload, blasting his cum from his big young cock, all up the hard muscles of his little brother. Once the first of the spray hit his skin, Jack tensed up himself, and unleashed his own load. I’d never been harder in my life, watching them, stunned by the power of the moment. I had to step away, head back to the kitchen as quietly as I could. Give my nephews, and myself, a minute or two to cool down. When I came back, they were sprawled out lazily together, all over each other, sweaty and grinning, muscled stomachs slowly rising and falling as they regained their breath. Glazed with each other’s cum. Tom saw me, and smiled. “Hey, Unc,” he said. “Welcome home.” Jack looked at me with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment, blushing hard. He reached over to cover the big, lazy tube of his spent cock, but I just smiled at him as I stepped in. “Hey, Little Man,” I said warmly. “It’s good to see you.” He could see the bulge in my shorts, and I knew from what Tom had told me he’d confessed during one of their stroke sessions, he liked the way I looked all over. My big, mature body, still thick-muscled from my own playing days two decades ago, when Tom was a baby. Big like their Dad. Like they were going to be themselves. Tom sat up, pulled my head into his, and gave me a long, slow, intimate kiss, letting Jack see his tongue and mine slipping together. I was almost as nervous about this as Jack was, but Tom had all the confidence in the world. Always had. When we came up out of it, I looked down at Jack. Reached to ruffle his close-cropped blond hair. I was ready, and Tom was right – he was too. “Tommy said he learned how to play here,” Jack said huskily. I smiled, nodded, slipped my arm around Tom’s thick neck and ruffled his hair too. “You want to play too, Little Man?” I said. Tom’s lips pressed to the side of my neck. “Yeah, Unc, yeah – I do,” he smiled, nodding back. I pulled Jack up on his knees, slipped my arms around the tightness of his waist, my hands stroking over the big, muscular globes of his ass, and squeezing. His lips were already parting when I leaned in to kiss him, his tongue warm, agile, tasting of young sweat and cum. His rapidly reinflating young cock smeared more cum across the bulging front of my shorts, but with Tom’s help, it was short work to get me out of them and my T-shirt and my boxer briefs, and soon I was as naked as my nephews, pulling them both in to play close. We were all more than ready.

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