TyLeR's True Story, How I Found Out My Older Brother Was Bisexual

Shit, I didn't want to turn around, but how long could I stand there? I coughed. "Hey, looks like the storm is about over, huh?" The two guys quickly raised their heads, Kyle wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and sat back up, and I cautiously turned back towards them. I didn't want to watch; I just wanted to get out of there. "I think I'll just go back outside, maybe try the concession stand. I can sleep under the counter, you know?" 

"No, no. Why go back out there?" Jerry cooed. "If you're tired, you and Doug can have that bed all to yourselves, get some sleep. Kyle and I will share this bed." 

"Sure, man." Doug nervously added his encouragement. "Don't get all freaked out. You have to be crazy to go back outside. Just lie down over there and chill. Everything's cool. And blow out that candle, would you? Jerry, Kyle and I, we wanna drink some more and maybe sack out, too. Right, guys?" 

He grabbed Jerry and Kyle with his outstretched arms and pulled them down beside him, holding an arm around each of them. The two guys didn't protest in the least. Doug's legs dropped down, and his erection looked like a huge, wet torpedo. It was completely blood-engorged, a dark purplish-red, and twitching up along his abs. The plump ridge around the bottom of his swollen, mushroom-shaped cock head flared out like a balloon, and the blue veins along his long and extremely fat shaft were bulging almost to the bursting point. It was shining wet from a combination of his leaking pre-cum and the guys' drooling saliva, evidence of the quick suck. 

I turned away from them and looked back out the window again, trying to make up my mind as to what I should do in this situation. As I stood there for a minute or two, I could see them mirrored behind me again. The guys' heads had quickly returned to Doug's lap, taking turns sucking hungrily on his hard cock. 

Without any warning this time, I turned toward them and said, "What the fuck are you guys doing?" It sounded far more slurred than I intended it to. Doug, who'd had his eyes closed, said, smiling, "They're good, Christian. You should try some..." Jerry turned to me and said, "Sorry to take advantage of your buddy an' all, Christian, but with a dick like this, how could we ignore it?" I saw Doug's cock in his hand and it was really big now. It was dripping wet from the licking it had been getting from the two fags. 

Doug said, "Who told you guys to stop," and gently pushed the men's heads back onto his cock. The guys continued their slow but thorough sucking, taking turns and moving their lips up and down the upper part of Doug's shaft. They each bowed their heads down even lower and both guys seemed able to easily fit the lower four inches or so into their mouths as well. 

I couldn't really believe what I was seeing. "What about Kelly?" I said to Doug. "Jeez, Christian, lighten up. We're only messin'." This was one of Doug's standard lines but it didn't really seem to apply to this situation. I still felt really drunk and tired and was unable to continue to watch Doug have his cock sucked by the fags anymore. 

The men continued double-sucking Doug's big cock, making slurping noises as their heads bobbed up and down. Doug had his hands on the guys' heads and was probably dictating the speed by gently pushing. I said, still incredulous, "I can't believe you're exploiting them, Doug." Kyle looked up, with a smirk, "Who's being exploited? If you have a big cock like this under that towel wrapped around your waist, Christian, we'll service you next." Doug laughed and said, "I had to fucking fight them off." Kyle continued, "Actually, we'll suck you off whatever you've got." I must admit that I was now starting to get hard but I didn't really want to get involved - I was strangely starting to enjoy watching them. Doug laughed and said, "Kyle, don't be such a fucking slut." 

The sucking continued. I began to feel even more tired and the sight of the fags' heads, bobbing up and down a bit faster now, were hypnotically sending me off to sleep. "I'm really tired" I decided, "I'm going to sleep." 

"Blow out that candle before you go to bed, would you, buddy?" Doug groaned. 

I pulled my glance away from them and quickly blew out the candle. At least let the darkness cover that scene! Shit! 

Doug laughed, "Way to go, sport. You just get some sleep and I'll just get some ... whatever!" Jerry and Kyle laughed, too. 

I felt for the other bed, pulled the cover back and climbed in. The towel was still damp. Fuck it. I peeled it off and dropped it to the floor. I curled up for sleep and wondered why the hell my big dick was so hard. 

Tired as I was, I couldn't go to sleep. I lay there listening to them. "I've never let another guy blow me before, man," I heard Doug whisper to the men, "but I'm so fucking horny right now I don't really care who's mouth is on my hard cock." The two men giggled, and Doug suddenly moaned, "Oh yeah!" I tried to ignore them, but I found myself listening to their bed creaking and wondering what the fuck they were doing. "Oh, man, that feels so good," Doug softly groaned. "Keep it up, guys. I need to lose a big load really bad." They didn't say anything I could clearly understand after that, just the occasional moan or grunt coming from Doug and the loud, wet, slurping noises obviously coming from the men's mouths sucking on my buddy's big cock. Even while I felt disgusted by what was going on, I still felt the excitement of sexual tension. Several minutes later, I knew when Doug got his nut because he was pretty noisy about it. He made a sudden choked-off groan, his breathing got loud, and he screamed, "Ohhh, fuckkkkkkk!" When it was finally over, he coughed a couple of times and they all got quiet. I don't know if the two other guys, Jerry and Kyle, if they got off or what. I was just glad it was over! 

The rain had slacked off to a light drizzle and the whole place got quiet. I began to actually relax and drift off when Doug got up, and I saw him pass in front of the window and then he was fumbling around by my bed, at the dresser. 

A cigarette lighter flashed, he lit a smoke, then the little blue candle and picked it up, went into the bathroom. The smell of his cigarette was terrific. I wanted one so bad it hurt. Doug and I didn't normally smoke, usually only when we were drinking. I knew I'd never go to sleep, now, until I'd had a cigarette. 

I got up and followed him to the bathroom. He was at the sink, washing his big dick, his cigarette hung from his lip. "Hey, man. That smoke smells pretty good, you got another one?" He turned his head and squinted at me. 

"Here, take this one, buddy." He pushed out his chin. "My hands are wet." 

I took the butt from his lips and he went back to his washing. The cigarette was damp from his mouth, but it tasted great. First one I'd had since we got trashed our last night at my parents' vacation condo in Clearwater Beach. Doug turned around, leaned back against the sink and dried himself off with a towel. He looked up at me and grinned. "Shit, Christian, I thought they were gonna swallow me whole, man! Those guys can deep throat like you wouldn't believe! They each took it right down to the balls!" He held out his softened dick and marked a spot against his bush, right at the root. 

"Really? I'm amazed anybody can take all you got. I saw it when it was hard. What have you got? About ten inches?" 

He laughed, quietly (we were almost whispering), "Naw, not really." He dropped his dick and let it swing loose. "It's really just a little more than nine. Hell, mine isn't anywhere as big as yours." He was looking down at mine. I'd forgotten I was naked. My uncut dick was at the half-mast stage, full but not stiff. I took another drag, sighed it out. "Shit, Christian. You have a horse cock, dude." 

I lifted mine to show him. "You think so? Melanie measured it once. It's a little over eleven inches long and seven inches around when totally hard. All the men in my family are big." 

"Duh. More'n that, man. You sure she measured that big thing right? It always looks smaller to you than to anybody else. It's really thick. I know it's wider than mine, for real." He reached out and cupped it in his hand, curled his big fingers around my shaft and I went stiff and hard. He grinned. I pulled away and he put his arm around my shoulder, took the cigarette from my lips and got a drag for himself then put it back to my mouth. 

When I let him slide it back into my lips he was looking right in my eyes with a teasing, knowing look. 

"I'm not into that stuff, man," I told him. "Don't even think it. I can't believe you let those fags blow you!" 

"Yeah, I know. It scares you," he replied. "I've never done anything like that before, man.but a mouth is a mouth, right? Doesn't make me a fag because I let a couple of them blow me. I thought I'd just show them some skin and flirt with them a little. From the very moment I left the bathroom and walked back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed, Jerry walked over to me to give me my drink, and they both sat down on each side of me. Even in the dark, they kept staring at my dick and complimenting me on the way it looks and on how big it is. I guess I was just so horny I couldn't help it. It just happened.I started getting hard. The more they talked about it the harder I got, then they both suddenly touched it and it jumped straight up in the air. I didn't know what to do, man. They kept on touching it. It felt so good, though. When you finally walked in the room, I really thought I was safe. They surprised the shit out of me by still playing with my cock with you standing right in the room. For some reason, though, it made me even hotter to have you there while they stroked my cock like that behind your back. They were both giving me a fuckin' hand job, man. When you went to stand at the window, that's when they first dove down and took turns slipping my hard cock in their mouths and swallowed it all the way down their throats! My balls were aching so bad by then.I really needed to cum! Fuck, they're both awesome cock suckers.way better than Kelly.and they even shared swallowing all of my big load!" He smiled at me and winked. "Hey, Christian.Don't worry, I'm not ready to go again. I'm whipped, man. Let's get some sleep, okay? Come on." He took the butt, douched it in the john, picked up the candle and pulled me back to the bedroom. I crawled back into the warm and cozy bed, and he slipped in beside me. I quickly drifted off to sleep. 

Next thing I knew I was awake again and it was getting light outside. I guess it was about six thirty. What woke me was a rhythmic squeaking. On the other bed, Doug, Jerry and Kyle were all naked and the two gay men were at it again. Doug was on his knees on the bed and the guys were in front of him, on all fours and with their butts in the air, taking turns sucking away at that monster cock. Now that Doug was upright it really looked enormous. Doug held the men's heads in steady while he fucked away at their mouths. The scene looked really hot and I lay there for a while just taking it in. The fags' faces were quite red as they sucked away and I could hear them each gagging occasionally when Doug pushed it too far down their throats. 

After a few minutes, I said, "Are you guys still at it?" Doug let out a really loud laugh - kind of unexpected under the circumstances. Then he said, "You gotta admire these guys - they never get tired of my cock." The men said nothing. Their eyes were closed - they were really enjoying themselves. Then Doug pulled his cock away from the guys' mouths and said, "You gotta see this, Christian." Turning round on the bed, he exposed his muscular ass to the fags' faces. I thought he was going to fart in the guys' faces or something, but instead he kind of bent forwards and the men each started licking in his ass crack. Right around the area where Doug's asshole would be. "This feels really weird - but actually quite good," Doug said, straightening his body upwards. I could see how good he found it from his cock, which arched upwards in front of him, looking unfeasibly long. His swollen cock head was bright red, almost angry looking. He seemed totally unfazed by my staring at his naked body nor indeed my watching him get his butt licked by two gay guys even though for years I'd thought he was - like me - straight. 

Kyle reached around and started tugging on Doug's cock as he ate his tiny, virgin asshole. Doug groaned, "Oh man, yeah" and started pushing his butt further into the guy's face. For a few seconds, he looked as if he was really getting into it, but then he turned to me, grinning, and said, "His tongue is right up my ass - can you believe that?" Then he knocked the guy's hand away from his cock and started masturbating himself much faster than Kyle had been. I was impressed by the length of his strokes but then, with a cock that size, I knew you'd expect long strokes. 

Again Doug turned to me and this time said, "Christian, you've got to try this. It's totally unlike anything a girl would do." I said, "Nah. I'm going to go take a dump." I crawled out of bed and left them to it. 

After I finished, I must admit that I masturbated in the bathroom. Even when I'd cum, I was still hard and contemplated having a second pull, but Doug walked into the bathroom. He went straight to the sink and started to wash his cock again with soap and water. "Those guys can't seem to get enough of my cock and ass!" he whispered to me, laughing softly, as he shook his head in disbelief. He grabbed a washcloth and began to wash his sweaty ass crack and tiny hole as well. 

"I just can't believe you let those fags do that to you!" I snapped. 

"Wait until they do you!" Doug said, smiling at me. "You'll see. They are awesome cock suckers, man." He grabbed a clean towel and dried off his crotch and ass. 

"No fuckin' way!" I retorted. "I'm no fag!" I stood up from the commode and left the bathroom. 

"We'll see," Doug just laughed as he followed me out. Both men had fallen asleep, and Jerry started to snore. Really harsh, nasal roaring. Funny, he sounded just like my dad. "I can't take his snoring, I'm sleeping with you again, man," he whispered. 

We crawled into the bed and I curled away from him, but he scooted up next to my back and put his arm over my muscular chest. It was too close and intimate, but I was so tired I didn't protest, just relaxed. Wasn't so bad after a few minutes, he was warm and it felt okay. Kind of nice. I wished he wouldn't shove his soft dick against my ass, but it didn't matter, he wasn't turned on or anything. I guess my ass was safe. His palm slid down my hairy chest and lay at my navel. I guess he would feel my giant hard-on, but I didn't care, I was drifting off again. Going to sleep this time was like sinking into quicksand, slow and relentless. 

When I woke it was bright daylight. I lay still a few minutes, taking stock, remembering the storm, remembering the guys who took us in ... the noises from the other bed in the dark. Doug was still wrapped around me and his hand was cupping my cock. I was wet and sticky down there and a flush of embarrassment washed over me. Guess I'd had a wet dream right in his hand. 

What a fuck up, huh? When I shifted a bit, I felt his cock poking my ass. He was hard and it was between my hard-muscled thighs, right up under my low-hanging, hairy balls. For a guy who wasn't into that shit, I guess I was pretty much compromised. I didn't get bent out of shape or anything. I guess knowing what he'd done with Jerry and Kyle made me know he wouldn't be judging me too damn harsh.