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

He wouldn't care that I shot on his hand, right? But I didn't want to be there with him when he woke up to find his hand full of my jizz, either! I eased the sheets back and sat up, his arm slid off my hip. Jerry and Kyle weren't in their bed. They were both gone. I went to the bathroom, took a terrific piss and got a quick shower to wash off my belly. I picked up our clothes and rinsed them out under the shower, trying to get rid of all the sand. I hung them over the curtain rod. It was still early morning. I figured I'd go back to sleep until noon, maybe they'd be dry by then. 

I took a towel with me, went back to clean up Doug's hand, wipe off the side of the bed. I must have cum a quart! He opened his sleepy eyes and grinned at me. 

"You dropped a hell of a load, man!" 

"Sorry, I must have had a wet dream, couldn't help it, you know?" I couldn't look at him. 

"Woke me up, dude! You were fucking my hand like a two-dollar whore! It was all I could do to hold on! Pretty damn hot, man!" He laughed, raised his palm to his nose. "Smells like teen spirit, man!" 

"Aw, come on. Give me a break. Your fault for playing with my dick. Don't blame me." 

"Shit. It was cool, man. Don't sweat it. I like sex, didn't I make that clear?" He tossed the sheet aside and pushed his hips up in the air. His massive erection pointed up and quivered in tension. "Where are Jerry and Kyle? I need some of their magic touch!" 

"I don't know.they were gone when I woke up. Must have gone out for breakfast or something." I was staring at his hard pole. "I want to go back to sleep, could you put that thing away or something?" 

"Umm," he groaned. He grabbed it and gave it a hard jerk. "I could use a few more zees myself," he said as he lifted the sheet back over himself and held it up for me to crawl in beside him. 

"No way, man!" I protested, thinking about the way he would no doubt slide back up against my ass like before. "I not letting you stick that thing up my ass! Forget it!" 

He laughed. "Spoil sport! Saving your virgin ass for marriage?" But he rolled over, scrunched his ass back and let me curl up behind him for a change. The bed was too narrow for us unless I put my arm over him, like he'd done to me. I felt his rubbery nipple under my hand, smoothed my palm flat over his fat pecs. He didn't have any hair on his chest. It was smooth and warm. I snuggled closer to get comfortable, my face fit into the hollow of his neck and shoulder. My dick pressed up against his hard ass and he wriggled it, pushing back against me. 

We lay still awhile but sleep kept its distance. Our breathing fell into a steady rhythm and I thought he was sleeping. I was really amazed at myself. Here I was cuddled up next to a guy just like I would with a girl. It wasn't all that different, really. Kind of nice and pleasant, just skin to skin contact. I didn't feel disgusted, like I thought I would. Still I couldn't believe I'd cum in his hand. Guess it really doesn't matter who plays with your dick, right? It all feels good. Who really cares? Doug was my best buddy, and I loved him like a brother. I trusted him with my life. 

Not like it's going be on the front page or anything. Spring Break, I'm allowed to get a little wild, right? I felt sleep sliding in, sweet and gentle. My hand relaxed and it slipped down his muscular belly. Some hair down there all right. A crisp and curly trail, tickles my fingers. Mmmm, so quiet and nice, warm, relaxed ... there's his big ol' cock. Hell, he's still hard as a jackhammer. It feels a lot like mine. Fits my hand just like my own ... The skin slides loose like mine... His balls have that same liquid velvet feeling... damn, they're sure hot ... He's leaking, too. The head getting all slimy and wet. My thumb slides over it and it feels like smooth oil... 

Funny, I didn't think I'd get hard again, so soon. My cock fits into the pocket under his smooth balls real natural like, don't even have to try. It just slides in there. I'm wet, too. His ass pushes back to me. Feels so good, damn! 

Now he can feel what it's like to let a guy shove it in there. Just like he did to me. Kind of sexy, isn't it? I slow stroked, long piston rides. Right up under his shaved balls till I was banging against his tiny asshole, sliding over it and feeling the wet pocket. 

"MMMmmm," he moaned. He pushed his hips against my fist. 

"Feel good?" I whispered into his ear. His breath was coming out between clenched teeth. His short hair tickled my cheek. His ear was right beneath my lips, and I let my tongue slip over his earlobe. He gasped, shoved his ass against me. 

"Ooohhh, fuckkk! That feels good!" he moaned. "Jerk me harder!" 

I clenched down, squeezed him tight, pounded against his pelvis, and felt the hairs grind against the heel of my hand. He bucked like a wild horse. "Jesus! Oh, my God!" he moaned and fucked my fist, slamming back to crush my pounding cock with his hard- muscled, hot ass. His face turned up towards mine, and his lips were a half-inch from mine. Our breath collided, he tasted like me, musky and sour and fierce. He rolled over and hugged me, shoved our cocks together and reached down between us to grip us in one hand, squeezing our rods together. My mouth was filled with his tongue and the flavor of heat. 

When Jerry opened the door, and he and Kyle walked in, we both jumped, pulled apart, startled and blinking. 

"Well, well.You couldn't wait for us? What a gorgeous picture. You're both so HOT! Christian, all I can say is WOW! You guys want to be alone or can we join in?" He and Kyle dropped two big bags onto the dresser, and I smelled bacon and coffee. 

"I need to take a quick shower," I quickly lied and excused myself, running off to the bathroom. I thought I was going to lose the mood if Jerry and Kyle joined in. I wanted to be with just Doug. 

"Hell, come on in!" I heard Doug say to the men, with a forced laugh, as he tossed the sheets aside. He was playfully flirting with the two gay men again, turning on all of his charm as if he had just switched on a light bulb, it was that fast. I sensed the insincerity of Doug's friendliness toward the two fags, and I wondered why Jerry and Kyle could not as well. I guess I just knew my buddy well, and the fags' judgment were much too clouded by their desperate attraction to us. I clearly understood why Doug was doing it: Jerry and Kyle had a place for us to temporarily stay for free, plus they were obviously willing to feed us. Doug was only doing what he felt he had to in order to attain that. "I was just telling my buddy how you two can deep throat my big cock. I was bragging about you guys, man, and he didn't fuckin' believe me!" 

While taking a nice long shower this time, I masturbated again. After I shot off another big load of cum, I was still rock-hard and contemplated having yet a third pull. 

When I got back to the bedroom, with my towel wrapped around me, Doug was behind Kyle, fucking him, and Jerry was behind Doug, eating his ass out. At first I thought he was just rubbing his cock up and down the guy's ass, but when I looked I could see it was actually penetrating Kyle's hole. Doug, who was kneeling on the bed with his body upright, said, in a matter-of-fact way, "Your ass is fuckin' awesome, dude." He was still pushing in and out as he said it. The man said "Thanks, but not as awesome as your big cock." I guess I was really staring at them because the guy said, "What? It had to be done." "Yeah," added Doug, "I had to try his tight ass out." Doug moved his hands from the guy's waist to his shoulders and speeded up his thrusts. I just kept staring, incredulously. I said, "I can't believe you're fucking him." Doug, still not missing a beat, said, "Jeez, Christian, we're just messin'." Then, closing his eyes, he added, "God, it feels so good!" He was getting faster now and his breathing was getting faster. I noticed that the fag was jacking off while Doug fucked him. 

My cock was so hard as I watched them that it was hurting. Doug was now grunting as he fucked Kyle. Just as when he'd been masturbating, he used the whole length of his prick in his fucking motions. They were getting quite fast now but he still pulled it almost out before ramming back in as far as it would go. I was amazed that an ass could take so much cock - I'd once tried to fuck a girl's ass but she'd made me take it out when it had been just about halfway in. I'd concluded that cocks and butts just weren't really made for each other but seeing these two go at it was kind of making me rethink that. 

At one point, Doug pulled his cock so far out of the man that it came out of his butt. He was eager to push it back in and jabbed away for a few seconds unsuccessfully. When he couldn't find the hole he took his hands off the guy's shoulders and put them back on his hips, parting Kyle's cheeks with his thumbs. The man gasped as Doug re-entered him, then he looked at me, right into my eyes, and smiled. I didn't know what else to do, so I smiled back. The towel around my waist dropped down, exposing my giant, hard, uncut cock. I didn't bother to hide it - there didn't seem much point. 

Doug started fucking Kyle again, pushing the man's shoulders lower with one hand and pulling the guy's hips up towards his cock with the other. Kyle was now gasping on every thrust so I guess Doug was pushing himself into his ass deeper than before. The man looked at me, especially at my big, throbbing cock, and gestured that I should move towards him. I knew why, and I was by now really wanting to take part in this, so I did. The guy turned and hungrily ate my huge cock as soon as it was near enough. He started sucking it quite hard - much better and more passionately than any girl I'd been with - using his tongue and teeth in ways that were new to me and felt fantastic. Doug, still grunting as he humped the man's butt, looked over at my pleasure, and smiled. "I knew you wanted some," he gasped, breathlessly. 

Despite the fact I joined last and also that I'd just jerked off in the shower, I was the one who came first. I knew I couldn't hold out for long with the fag's mouth doing its stuff up and down my cock, and I spewed another really intense orgasm down his throat and on his chin. He drank down what he could, then licked at my fat cockhead to get more of my semen as it oozed out the gaping open hole of my piss slit. Again, I was really turned on by his enthusiasm - my girlfriend had always pushed my cock away when it started erupting. 

When Doug saw I'd cum, he pushed the guy's head back down onto the bed, so his ass stuck right up again, and then, grabbing his hips, started fucking his butt really quickly. It was like watching a pneumatic drill - lots of very fast, short thrusts in and out. Within about thirty seconds, he was gasping, and then he slowed down and lengthened his thrusts, milking his orgasm and making weird growling noises. His eyes were closed and it was obvious this was a pretty intense experience for him. 

Kyle, still with his face pressed into the bed, kept on tugging furiously at his average-size cock for about 10 seconds after Doug had cum and then, quietly gasping, shot a very large wad of semen onto the sheets. I couldn't imagine myself having an orgasm in that position. Still eating my buddy's hot ass, Jerry jacked off and came all over the bed. 

After the man had cum, I was kind of speechless and just stood there, my wet cock starting to go limp. Doug said, "Well I think we'd better get cleaned up," and pulled himself out from the guy. Kyle shuddered as Doug's cock, still impressive in its semi-hard state, slid out from his ass. The three of them had a shower - separately, I should add, since Doug hardly spoke to them after they'd had sex. I think Doug was starting to feel a bit guilty about how far he had actually gone with the two fags. 

Doug and I were lying on the bed, resting, when Jerry returned from his shower with Kyle. The man immediately crawled onto the foot of the bed and moved up between Doug's widespread muscular legs. Both of our cocks were limp ... but then I watched the fag as he quickly leaned his head down and hungrily sucked Doug's big cock into his mouth again and swallowed it whole down his throat, and BAM Doug got rock-hard! My giant poker went right back to full attention as well! He grabbed mine and held it to his cheek. I felt Doug's cock slide against mine through his cheek. Then he swapped his wet mouth to my cock, and it was incredible! His lips gripped tight and slid right down to the bone! His throat was tight and hot, just like fucking a fine young virgin, tight and hot! TIGHT and HOT!!! 

My God, oh, my God.and Doug was kissing me, his tongue filing my mouth and his teeth nibbling at my lips, my chin... my neck and I was going over the edge and Jerry shoved a finger up under my balls and pushed right into my virgin asshole. I gripped down with a muscle spasm and shot another bolt of electric jism right down his hot throat, groaned into Doug's mouth and my buddy's hands were caressing my hairy chest, my shoulders, my belly and.oh my God.I never felt anything so great! Fucking wonderful, man! 

Incredible. No wonder this queer stuff has been going on for thousands of years! No fucking wonder, man! I never knew sex could be so rave! Tremors were still running down my spine when I sat up, and I shoved Jerry aside and planted my mouth on Doug's huge cock. Okay? So what? Who the fuck cares, huh? I'm asking you? 

Maybe someday I'd actually try that butt fucking shit. If it's anything like this, I'll probably love it. Doug went wild when I went down on him. Jerry just kept laughing, patting my back and telling me I was "so cool"! By then, Kyle walked out of the bathroom and joined us on the bed. Doug and I readily took turns with Jerry and Kyle, and with each other. It was an amazing morning. The bacon and egg sandwiches got cold, ditto the coffee. But we were all so fucking happy, who the fuck cares? 

I didn't actually turn gay or nothing. I never stopped chasing pussy and I still prefer a football game to a musical. I'm not going into hairdressing as a career, come on! But I guess I dumped some old up-tight ideas about people, let go of trying to live inside the lines. Now, I'm pretty much open to anything that comes along. I meet a guy who looks good, gives me the eye? Why not? But I'm not out looking for it. It's like I don't have to, you know? It's not all tense and nervous anxiety like with women. 

I don't worry about what a guy's looking for. Hell, I know. I know damn well! Women might be looking for a daddy or a caretaker or a fantasy knight to save them, but a guy's just looking for some touch and some good feelings, maybe a nut or two. There's always some buddy around to curl up with when you just don't want to be alone... It's easy. Shit. It's the easiest thing in the world once you learn to let it happen.