“I don’t have a lot of time so I’m not going to go slow or hold back.” Art gave Wyatt one final warning as his cock drew back to the tip and slammed into Wyatt’s ass so that he was balls deep in this brother again. “Just hold on.” Art used one of his hands to pull at the condom, pulling it taunter than it already was before he repeated slammed his cock into him over and over, soon feeling the condom break inside the other. Smirking he continued fucking the other without telling him.
Wyatt could smell his brothers and his own sweat as the fucking became more and more intense. “You think I want either of those?” He grunted as he felt his big brother slamming into his hairy hole. Only thing Wyatt wanted was his brother, his boyfriend just an afterthought. “Harder Art!” He howled as his own cock was leaking and rigid. His body was covered in sweat making his body hair damp.














