Punked by my Little Brother - Sex Stories

Punked by my Little Brother

... easily with all the petroleum jelly on it. It was my turn to moan as he stuck first one, then two, then finally three fingers inside me and began to pump them in and out. “You’ve done this before haven’t you?” he laughed. I felt his hands on both hips and I knew what was knocking on my back door could only be one thing. He slid it in slowly. I tried to press back to get more, quicker, but he was having none of that. He set the pace, slow push in, quick pull out, slow in, quick out. He leaned over me and hugged his body to mine when he was fully in me. We both moaned and I could feel his breath on my ear. “Gonna really fuck you now big bro. Fuck you like I’ve dreamed about since I stopped shooting blanks.” I lowered my head and squeezed him in my ass. I felt him jerk inside me and I knew he was shooting me full of pre-cum, making my ass even more velvety to his invading rod. He pulled out slowly this time and rammed back in, his balls crashing into mine like one of those old desk toys where the balls batted each other. He began a rhythm of in, out, in, out, really punching my ass. I felt my head swimming. My boy-cunt was loving what he was doing to me. Then my lack of planning began to show itself. Every time he punched into me, I squirted just a little, not cum or precum, but pee. I had needed to pee so badly when I came in here, I just couldn’t help it. Roy noticed after a moment. “Are you peeing?” All I could do was nod my head. Like the bastard little brother that he ...

... was, he couldn’t let it go, not when he could lord it over me. He took a hand off my hip and reached around me. Not to jerk my dick, but to press his hand into my bladder. I couldn’t help it, I just let go and began to pee. Fortunately the bathroom had a drain in the floor under the sink. As I finally ran out and Rob was hammering my ass, whacking my balls, rubbing my prostate, and I came without even touching myself. He could feel my tightening up and laughed. “Got your cookies did ya? Good for you. After your blowjob, I can last for a while,” and he began to pound me again. That was when someone behind us cleared his throat. Rob stopped, buried to the hilt inside me and we turned around to see dad, standing in the doorway. His pants were off and he was stroking his dick, which now looked even bigger than Rob’s. “How long have been punking your brother Rob? When did you finally get a piece of Bubble-butt Jerry?” “Honest dad, this is the first time. We won’t do it again!” He began to pull out. “Why not? Jerry seems to like it.” He got on his knees beside us, and reached between Robs legs and fondled his testicles. “And you seem to be enjoying it. I love women, but I’ve had a man’s ass or two in my day.” Rob pushed back into me and again we both groaned. That caused dad to laugh again, and he got around behind Rob. “W-what are you doing?” Rob asked in a shaky voice. “What does it feel like son? I’m licking your ass. I don’t like petroleum jelly. I prefer spit.” With that, he put ...