An O'Brien Family Affair #4

Bill would come by and spend the night anytime his wife was out of town or busy, but that wasn't too often. Dad and I kept up our games in bed and out of bed. He would speak of Bill's first visit with nostalgia, and I knew that he had really gotten off on that scene, giving his son's body to his boss like he had.

I had to admit, it had turned me on, too. I found myself thinking of how Dad and Bill had lifted me up and forced me onto that huge cock of his, and I was wishing for another time like that.

Dad and I made our sex rougher and more exotic, but the tentative experiments with toys and such were abortive and uninteresting. I enjoyed being the plaything of a big, tough man or men, but not the paraphernalia of the leather world. It just didn't "do it" for me.

I got home from school one day about six weeks after Bill's first visit, to find a message waiting on the machine. It was Troy! He had been assigned to a base in California, was given two weeks' leave and would be arriving later that same day to spend them with Dad and me. I looked at the time; he would be at our house any moment.

I rushed to clean our house, but it was still pretty messy when Troy arrived.

Troy had really fleshed out in the Army. His body was bigger than it had been, and Troy had always been a big, buffed athlete. And he had a friend in tow.

"Kevin, this is Rico Martinez." Troy said. "He and I were in the same company, and he's been assigned here, too. He'll be staying with us for the next two weeks."

Rico was my height, but a lot broader. Latino, his strength was compact and massive. His chest was a tremendous bulge in his fatigue shirt; his hair was straight and black, (both he and Troy still wore the short-short cut of Army recruits), his skin was a burnished brown that shone with a natural sheen. His eyes were really deep brown, I mean solid with no visible pupil in them, they were so dark. They seemed to bore into me with the quiet strength inside.

I took his hand to shake and it was nearly crushed in the massive vise-grip. "Glad to meet you, Rico." I said. "Welcome to our little home."

Rico's face split open with a wide, easy grin. "Glad to be here. Have you got anything to drink?"

"Just milk and tea. There's a store down the street if you'd like something stronger." I said.

"We'd like something stronger." Troy said.

"I can give you the money, but I can't buy it." I warned them. "You have to be twenty-one in this town to buy alcohol." Troy wasn't nearly twenty-one, yet, I knew, and I doubted if Rico was, either.

"If they ask you." Rico said. "This was my turf, at one time. You give me the bread, I'll bring home the beer."

I dug into our cookie jar, the old standby for house funds, and pulled out a twenty, handed it to Rico. Rico saluted me with a formal gesture (I found it very exciting, the rigid strength of the salute), which I returned with a shaking hand, and Rico took off in search of a place that would sell a twenty-year-old recruit beer.

As the door closed on Rico and his footsteps went down the hall, I grabbed Troy in a quick embrace. "Damn, big brother, I've really missed you, man." I said into his broad shoulder.

"Me, too, little brother." Troy said. "Especially that hot butt of yours. Is it still available?"

I laughed. "Always to you, big brother. In fact, I've been practicing."

"Yeah?" Troy asked. "With who?"

"You'll find out." I told him with a grin. "But right now, I want you to fuck me, big brother. Fuck me hard and fast."

"Let's go into the bedroom." Troy said. "Rico won't be gone long."

Inside the bedroom, I stopped Troy's hands as they reached for his shirt buttons. "No, big brother. Leave your fatigues on. I love the way they look on you. Just..." I said and knelt down, unzipped his pants, fished inside the boxers for his cock. "...like this."

His cock was so big and firm, I had trouble getting it out of the fly. He wasn't as big as Dad, or nearly as big as Bill, but he was big enough for a good mouthful, and that's what I did, sucked him down hard and fast.

Troy gasped under my suction. "Damn, baby brother, you have been practicing. Get it nice and wet, damn, yes."

I slathered his beautiful prick with my mouth and tongue until it was nice and wet, then stood up and shucked the shorts that was all I wore these days, bent over the bed and said, "Now, big brother, give it to me."

Troy's cock slid in easily, my ass had really adjusted to big dicks. I could take them with no problem.

Troy wasn't a gentle fucker, he never had been. I guess that's why I loved it so rough. He pushed my face down into the covers, and got his knees onto the mattress' edge, held my waist tight with his hands and plowed me hard and fast.

"Oh, God, Troy, yes, yes, big brother, yes!" I groaned.

"Oh, yeah, little brother, yeah, you got such a nice ass." moaned Troy. "Such a nice, tight ass."

"Come on, fuck me hard, big brother, fuck me hard. Harder, damn it! Harder!"

Troy tried his best, bumping and bucking me for all he was worth, sending that sweet schlong of his deep into me. I loved it. I had missed my big brother's cock. I couldn't wait until tonight, when I would have both my father and my brother in bed with me. And what about Rico? He was a good-looking stud. I wondered if he was available.

"Ah, we gotta hurry, baby brother." Troy moaned. "Rico will be back any moment."

"He can't get in. Door is self-locking." I told him. "It takes a key every time. Come on, big brother, fuck my ass. Fuck it!"

Troy fucked me hard and fast, and he was young enough not to take too long. Maybe ten minutes from the start, Troy was groaning and moaning, lying on my back, his arms wrapped tight around me, his buttons cutting into my back, while he hunched and fucked me faster and faster, his breath coming in short pants, until it caught, jerked, and he filled my ass with his come.

"Oh, God, little brother, your sweet ass feels so good." he crooned. "I've missed this tight little butt in boot camp. Jerking myself off at night, wishing I was back in bed with you."

"You gotta sleep with me tonight, Troy." I told him.

"Where does Dad sleep?"

"On the couch." I said. I was keeping my secret, to give Dad a real surprise.

"Rico and I will sleep there, I guess. Oh, my God, Rico!"

Troy yanked his fly shut and darted for the front door. I got to my feet and wiped my sticky butt on the sheets, pulled up my shorts and followed.

"Damn, Rico, I'm sorry." Troy was saying. Rico was standing there with a sack under one arm, obviously a twelve-pack of beer, smiling. He smiled at me as I came out of the hallway. "I didn't know the door would lock on you. I was in the can."

"That's okay, buddy." Rico said. "It happens to everyone. Let's have a brew."

He handed me one and I took it with a warm feeling in my stomach. Rico was watching me very closely, grinning like he knew something. But what? The bedroom was the opposite side of the living room, I knew you couldn't hear anything from the bedroom through the front door. I drank the beer. It wasn't too cold, but I put the rest in the coldest part of the refrigerator and drank the beer like a foul-tasting soda-pop.

Dad didn't keep liquor in the house, so I wasn't used to alcohol. One beer had me pretty buzzed, and I was giggling like a maniac.

"Damn, man, we need pretzels." Rico said. "Buddy, your turn to travel to the store."

"Pretzels?" Troy asked.

"Sure, man, if we don't eat something with this brew, we're going to be soused when your old man gets home. He wouldn't like that."

"I wasn't going to get drunk." Troy protested. "Just one more beer, and that would be that."

"But look at your brother. He's pretty loaded on one beer. We'd better get some food into him, or your old man will hit the ceiling for sure."

I giggled, and Troy took that as a warning. "All right. What's left of the twenty-dollar-bill?"

Rico handed him a wad of bills and Troy took off, grousing.

Rico had been sitting in the armchair, while Troy and I shared the couch, but when Troy left, Rico came over and sat next to me on the couch.

"How are you feeling, Kevin?" he asked me.

"I'm okay. I'm not drunk." I said, and giggled again.

"That's good." Rico said and his hand stroked along the inside of my thigh. "I want you to enjoy yourself."

His hand crept up my thigh to nestle in my crotch, not grabbing it, just the side of his hand pressed against my balls. I leaned back and groaned. "That feels good, Rico." I crooned.

"I heard you two." Rico said.

"Heard us? How?"

"These walls are thin. Your bedroom has a wall next to the hallway. I heard you and Troy in here, him fucking away at you, and this nosy old lady came up and told me all about the perverts who live here. Do you really get fucked by your old man?"

I wasn't drunk, but I wasn't feeling any pain, especially with his hand nestling my groin. "Yeah, Dad's a great fuck."

"And some big, black guy?"

"Dad's boss. He's got a monster cock on him."

"And now your brother. I was wondering if I could get a little of that action."

"I'd love it." I told him. "You want to go into the bedroom?"

"Nah, the living room is further from the main hall. Let's fuck here on the couch."

And so I pulled off my shorts and Rico crawled on top of me. He was very gentle at first, kissing on me, but he was also very much the one in charge. I felt the rasp of his Army fatigues on my bare body, and I wrapped my legs around him, my hands fished inside his shirt so I could find and play with his nipples.

But Rico pushed my hands away, he unzipped his fly and took out his cock, then he got up astraddle of my chest and pointed it at my mouth. "Lube me up, man."

I slurped down that Latino cock and took it deep. Rico was about Troy's size in length and size, but where Troy was cut, Rico had a full flap of foreskin there, just like Dad's and Bill's. I loved fishing inside that fold of skin for the gem of the cockhead beneath, coated with the salty taste of precome that would fill the foreskin like the dew fills a flower, and I was the hungry bee lapping up the juicy nectar.

I looked up at the big buffed guy, his face glowing in the dim light of the late afternoon. I lapped and lubed up his cock, then Rico quickly scooted down to lift my legs over his shoulders and cram it into me.

Rough and hard! Just the way I wanted it! I groaned and moaned as Rico slammed his cock in and out of me. I loved being the toy of a big, rough man like this. Rico's face was tightened into a grimace like he was angry, he was using my body and didn't give a damn if I enjoyed it or not. All that kissing and kindness before had been a pretense, a ruse to get him access to my ass. Now that he was there, to hell with me!

I flogged my cock and Rico grabbed me by one ankle, lifted me high up off the couch. Resting one foot on the floor, and the other knee on the couch, he was able to give me a harder fuck than ever. I was grunting like a stuck pig, and I was loving it.

"Agh, yeah, Rico, more, more, harder, stud, harder, ugh, ugh!" I groaned.

"Take it, you little fucker, take it!" Rico snarled. "You rotten little shit, you're going to be my bitch anytime I want you, you hear me!"

"Oh, yeah, yeah!" I groaned. "More, more, give it to me, give it to me!"

"You're my bitch, say it, you turd! Say it!"

"I'm your bitch! I'm your bitch!" I sang out.

The key turned in the lock, and I heard Troy say, startled, "What the hell?"

"Oh, yeah, fuck me, Rico, fuck me!" I yelled.

"Damn, dude!" I heard Troy say wonderingly. "Ease up on him, man!"

"Ah, the little fuck likes it rough." Rico said. "Get over here and shove your cock in his face and watch him pig out on it."

Rico pulled his cock out with a yank, grabbed me by the hair of my head and threw me over the arm of the couch. My crotch was ground into the couch-arm, my hands rested on the floor, and Rico rammed his cock back into me.

Troy walked over, dropping the bag of chips he had bought. He fished out his cock and waggled it at me. "You want this, Kevin?" he asked.

"Yeah, please, big brother. Let me suck your cock." I moaned. I was getting a really rough fuck from Rico and my head and body was swaying like thin treelimbs in a high wind.

Troy came over and fed me his cock, and I grabbed onto his belt for purchase. In this position, Rico's slamming fucks were enough to move my mouth on Troy's cock, I didn't have to move at all.

"Unh, unh, unh!" Rico was snarling behind me, he was hitting my ass hard; with each grunt his cock rammed into me, and I was slurping hard on Troy's cock, giving my big brother pleasure.

Rico's hands grabbed me by my tits and he pinched them hard, I yelled in pain, letting go of Troy's cock, and in that clamp of pain, I clamped hard on Rico's cock with my ass, and Rico used that extra pressure to get his rocks off; he bellowed like an angry bull as he shot his load into my ass.

"Ah, yeah, buddy, shoot it in him." Troy said as Rico pumped his wad into me. "Fill him full."

Rico finished and shoved me over until my face hit the floor and I was practically standing on my head. "I'm done with him." he said. "You want to blast a load into him, buddy?"

"Sure thing." Troy said, his voice excited by this. I felt myself being hauled up by Rico's hands, and Rico actually picked me up like a sack of flour and carted me over to my brother.

"Here, man." Rico said and almost threw me at Troy. I ended up with my legs wrapped around Troy's waist and my arms clutching for a hold around his neck and down his back.

Rico reached down and guided Troy's cock into my ravaged butt, and I felt his cock, lubed with my saliva and Rico's come, slide into my ass.

"Let's see you fuck him standing up, buddy." Rico urged. "I bet you can't do it."

So Troy fucked me like that, standing up in the middle of the floor, holding me entirely off the floor and bouncing me on his cock with his hands holding my buttocks.

I looked into his face, so like my own and so like my father's, and I actually grinned as I was manhandled by my big brother.

"You like that?" Rico said, lying on the couch, his cock slimy with the fuck and limp across his thigh.

"Feels good. But I think I'd rather fuck him on the floor."

"So put him on the floor and fuck him there." Rico said, indifferently.

Troy lowered me to the carpet and fucked me with my arms and legs tight around him. It didn't take him too long, until he shot another load into my ass. After that, he sneaked a careful look over at Rico, who seemed to be asleep, and he kissed me quickly. "You don't mind this?" he whispered to me.

"No, I love it." I assured him.

"Hey, Kevin, get up here and lick my dick clean." Rico said. "I want to put it back in my pants, but I don't want to get it all dirty.

I had douched myself earlier that day, when I learned Troy was coming home, so Rico's cock was only coated with come and saliva. I licked at him hungrily, enjoying the taste. His cock twitched, and grew and I slurped on it until it was hard again.

Two horny Army studs. Between the two of them, they were insatiable. One would finish with me, and the other would be ready to go again. My big brother and his Latino buddy, they kept my ass busy.

When Dad got home at his regular time, he opened the door to find me sandwiched between the two of them, Rico fucking my ass with his usual vigor, and me sucking Troy's cock while he lapped at my balls.

Bill was right behind him. It was a hell of a fun evening, taking care of the needs of four horny men. And a terrific two weeks that Troy and Rico had leave.

Troy and Rico would have weekends off, usually. They promised to come visit me whenever they had leave. I was happy as I bid them good-bye.

THE END
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