Gabe was brushing his teeth at the sink when I entered my bathroom, looking hot as fuck in his CK briefs. Christ, he was hung. There was no hiding his ample endowment in those tight briefs. It immediately became my mission to get that big dick up my ass.
“Shit. I’m sorry,” I apologized, trying not to stare at his bulge. “I was just gonna get ready for bed.”
“I’m almost done with the sink,” he replied through a foamy mouth of toothpaste before rinsing his mouth under the tap.
My older sister Hannah had brought her new boyfriend Gabe home for the weekend to meet the family. Though Hannah was twenty-four and was undoubtedly sexually active, our parents refused to allow such “behavior” under their roof. Thus, the absurdly-hot Gabe was forced to bunk in with me.
“Which side of the bed do you want me to take?” Gabe inquired, eyeing my double bed.
“I guess the left,” I suggested. “But you’re not really gonna sleep in here, are you? I assumed you’d sneak into Hannah’s room once my parents are asleep.”
“I assumed that, too,” Gabe replied, adjusting his package, “But your sister insisted we play by the rules. She said your dad would chop off my balls if he catches me fucking her.”
“Yeah,” I laughed. “She’s probably right.”
I shut off the light as we climbed into bed, the light of the moon filtering through the window and illuminating the ridges and valleys of his muscular bod. I tried to fall asleep, but it was impossible to even think of sleep with a hot stud lying there just inches from me. As Gabe tossed and turned, I realized he was also unable to sleep.
“Can’t sleep either?” I whispered to him in the darkness. “I can turn on the ceiling fan, if that might help.”
“Nah,” he dismissed. “That’s not the problem. Jesus, I know this is too much information, but my balls are backed up. Your sister always lets me dump a load in her before bed. It helps me to sleep. You mind if I rub one out real quick?”
“Uh—not at all,” I stammered, wanting to pinch myself while he pulled off his briefs from under the covers and tossed them off the bed. Was this actually happening?
Gabe pushed the sheet below his balls, his hard cock springing upward. Even in the dark, I could see he was easily nine inches and thick as fuck. He gripped his big dick in his right hand and rapidly went to work, the bed vibrating with his metronome beat. But then he stopped.
“Jesus,” he laughed quietly to himself. “It’s been so long since I’ve had to jack myself. My arm is already tired.”
Wordlessly, I reached for Gabe’s big cock. Wrapping my hand around his thick shaft, I proceeded to jack him at the same pace that he had employed.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Gabe exhaled, his thick arms moving to behind his head as I stroked his big dick up and down, up and down. “This takes me back to camping trips with my scout troop,” he laughed, my hand a rapid blur as I continued to jack his big dick. But I had more in mind than just giving him a hand job.
Climbing between his legs, I promptly took Gabe’s big cock down my throat. Mashing my nose into his curly pubes, I breathed in the intoxicating manliness of him as I took his cock balls deep.
“Jesus Christ,” he moaned softly. “Where’d you learn to throat a dick like that?”
“My fraternity,” I answered, coming up for air and licking his veiny shaft as if it were an ice cream cone.
“Damn,” he smiled, stroking the side of my face. “You ever ride any of your frat brothers?”
But I gave no answer as I sat up and pulled off my briefs. Gripping Gabe’s big cock, slicked wet with my saliva, I proceeded to climb upon him. Guiding his big cock to my eager hole, I promptly sat upon it, deftly taking him into my warm depths.
“HOLY FUCK,” he gasped, his hands moving to my hips, showing me the rhythm he liked. Gabe began to moan in animalistic ecstasy as I rode him, grinding my tight hole against his hairy balls.
“Not so loud,” I shushed him, placing my index finger to his mouth. “We don’t want to wake the house.” Gabe took my finger into his mouth and sucked it, his hips raising off the bed to thrust deeper inside me.
Gabe’s big cock felt incredible inside of me, and not just because he was hung like fuck. The fact that he was my sister’s boyfriend was a huge turn on. Never before had I managed to seduce any of the guys she dated—and believe me, there were many hotties in her past. In the sliver of moonlight penetrating my room, I locked eyes with Gabe. And from the look he gave me, I knew he was also reveling in the naughtiness of the act—a dude fucking his hot girlfriend’s slutty brother. So bad . . . yet so fucking good.
“Dude . . . I think I’m gonna bust,” he warned urgently, trying to keep his voice down. “I’m trying to hold back, but your ass is just too fuckin’ good.”
“Breed me,” I begged, gripping his cock at the base with my talented sphincter, willing him to spew his seed inside me.
“Oh FUCK . . . SHIT,” he grunted a little too loudly, my hand instantly covering his mouth as his cock swelled and pulsed inside me, flooding my guts with his warm load. His body shook and convulsed under me as I collapsed upon him, our sweaty bodies melding as his balls reached empty.
“You naughty slut,” Gabe teased as I popped off him and promptly licked his cock clean. I savored the taste of his load on my lips, wondering if my sister Hannah also enjoyed the taste of his creamy cum. But before I was done cleaning his shaft, Gabe’s phone buzzed loudly on the bed table.
“Everything okay?” I asked, slurping down a stream of cum that had escaped down his ball sack.
“Yeah,” Gabe answered, looking at his phone. “Hannah just texted. She’s changed her mind. She wants me to sneak into her room after all.”
“It’s cool,” I shrugged, disappointed. “You can go fuck her if you want. I won’t tell my parents.”
“Thanks,” Gabe smiled, tapping out a quick reply to Hannah. “But I’ve told Hannah that I’m way too drained to fuck her tonight.”
“Is that really true?” I teased, gripping his still-hard cock in my hand, squeezing out the last drop of cum. “Have I drained your balls dry?”
“Not yet,” he laughed, flipping me over on the bed and impaling my cummy hole with his big cock. “I’ve got at least three more loads in these balls for you.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
