Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5 - Sex Stories

Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5

... starts stroking his completely hard cock. I am happy to see that he is indeed just as well-endowed as me as I told Jessica earlier today. I notice that his technique is a little different from mine, but it looks just as enjoyable. We haven’t played with ourselves together like this since we were in our teens, so it was kind of nice to bond like this again. Parker was intently watching the TV. I hadn’t really noticed yet was playing. I look up to see two college-aged chicks both working on the massive cock of an older dude. I feel my cock pulsating in my hand begging to be taken care of. Due to the now five encounters I’ve had today, I don’t think it will be long before I can show my brother how much I can cum. I look over at Parker who has a silly grin on his face as he is pumping away at his pecker. I scoot closer to him, which makes him look at me to see what I’m doing. I’m now sitting right next to him.

“What are you doing?” He asks a little bewildered as to why I’m so close.

“Just want to make sure we both could get a good look at each other’s loads,” I reply. "You know, so we can compare."

Parker seemed satisfied by my answer as he repositions himself a little to match how I’m sitting, which did indeed make it easier to see his cock. I then reach down under the coffee table and pull out a bottle of lube. I put some in my hand, and then start applying it generously to my dick. Noticing that I have too much I ask Parker if he wants some. He nods to indicate he ...

... does, so I reach over and apply the extra lube in my hand directly to the top of his flagpole.

“Whoah, dude, what the fuck?” Parker asks, a little startled by my touching his dick.

“Relax, Parker, I’m just giving you the extra lube.”

“Dude, you're touching my dick,” he says indignantly, “You don’t think that’s a little gay?”

“Whatever dude, I’m just trying to help a brother out,” I say, pulling my hand back to my own cock and applying a little more to myself. Again, too much.

After a little while, Parker says “Hey, can I get some more?”

“Get it yourself,” I bark. "I wouldn't want to be accused of being gay again."

“OK.” He says and reaches over to my cock and takes some from there.

“Hey now, you don’t think that’s a little gay?” I say mockingly. I grab the lube and put more on my cock.

Parker reaches back over as if to get more lube but instead starts stroking my cock and says “Fuck you dude, but that actually felt really fucking good.”

I don’t argue, I just reach over and start stroking him as well and say, “It sure beats rubbing one out yourself.”

“Shut up dude, just watch this chick fuck a fat dick.”

Again, I don’t argue and turn my attention to the TV. Sure enough, one of the chicks is riding the guy in reverse cowgirl while the other chick rubs her clit. The sounds of moaning and grunting from the TV mix with mine and Parker’s own more subdued sounds. The encounters of the day, the porn on TV, and the arousing fact that my brother is ...