My Brother's Best Friends Chapter 4 (Patreon)

All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.

I don’t want to go home. This has been by far the best sleepover I’ve ever been to. After they made me come in the pool yesterday, Zach fucked Ivan right there in the water and gave me a detailed demonstration on how to please a man. I can still visualize his dick going in and out of Ivan’s smooth, pink hole, disappearing into it and then coming back out slick from his ass juices. And don’t get me started on the sounds they made. The little whimpers from Ivan each time Zach bottomed out or the grunts Zach made when Ivan’s hole clenched down on him. 

By the end of it, Ivan was gaping wide enough that you could easily stick two fingers in there. Or comfortably move your tongue around inside his hole. Which I did when Zach let me eat his cum out of Ivan’s hole, cleaning his insides with my tongue. 

It’s safe to say that I want that. I want them both to destroy my hole and dump their cum inside me like the little slut I know I am. But unfortunately, Kyle is going to be here in a little while to take me home. 

“What are you thinking about?” Ivan asks as he plays with my balls. They feel full even though I’ve come so many times this weekend that I’ve lost count. 

“I want you guys to fuck me,” I say confidently. 

Zach looks up from the other end of the couch, where he’s been doomscrolling for the past hour. “Yeah? You wanna lose your virginity with us? Just like your brother did?” He smirks and points up. “You know, we did it right here in this house. Up there in my bedroom. I got to fuck him first, and then Ivan went right after me. He moaned like a bitch, but then he got to fuck us when we were done, so it all worked out.” 

I nod and move to get on my hands and knees, my cock hard and throbbing against my stomach. They move at the same time, Zach getting on his knees in front of me while Ivan moves behind me, spreading my cheeks open. Zach feeds me his cock, the thick weight and taste of it familiar to me now. Meanwhile, Ivan spreads my cheeks until my hole is exposed to the cool air of the living room. 

Ivan’s tongue swipes against my entrance, causing me to moan around Zach’s cock, my throat vibrations pleasing him as he grips my hair tightly. Ivan works my rim with precision, licking and gently biting at the furls before spearing his tongue inside me. The simple fact that he’s eating me out has my cock dripping onto the carpet, and after a few minutes of endless pleasure, Ivan slips in a finger, and then another. He works me open, occasionally massaging my prostate as he does so, but leaving it alone just enough that it doesn’t send me over the edge. 

“Alright, he’s ready,” Ivan says. “I’m going to fuck him first since you got to fuck Kyle first.” Zach nods and they reminisce about how tight my brother was the first time they did it. Ivan rubs his cock head against my entrance and then pushes in without even checking to see if I’m okay. But who am I kidding? I’m more than okay. Both of my holes are getting fucked at the same time, what more could I want? 

Ivan’s not as thick as Zach is, but the stretch is still incredible. I’ve heard that it hurts, but there’s nothing painful about this—though I’m not sure if that’s because Ivan worked me open really well or I’m just born to take dick like this. His thrusts are slow, smooth, and controlled. He pulls out almost all the way each time, then slides back in like it’s nothing. 

“Fuck! He’s super tight, but his hole is so fucking wet it’s not even funny,” Ivan gasps as he bottoms out for the tenth time. 

“Dude, let me try that.” Zach pulls his cock out of my mouth and my jaw relaxes after so long, finally getting a bit of a break. They switch spots and Ivan feeds me his cock so I can taste myself on his dick, filthy and raw. 

Zach doesn’t fuck like Ivan does. He punches his dick into me and starts jackhammering—in and out with quick, short thrusts. Zach is much thicker than Ivan, but between the stretch in my ass and sucking Ivan’s cock and balls, the pain turns to pleasure quickly. Each pass of Zach’s dick brushes against my prostate and it causes me to leak even more. “Fuck, dude. He’s making a mess on your carpet,” Ivan says, while leaning in to stroke my dick. 

“It’s fine.” Zach laughs. “I know exactly how to clean up cum stains from that carpet. I’ve jizzed on it way too many times.” 

These guys are relentless. And for some reason, I can visualize Kyle getting fucked between them just like this on all fours. He loves to talk a big game about the women he’s had sex with, but maybe he’s just as much of a bottom slut as I am. 

Zach groans. “Dude, I’m gonna come soon.” 

Ivan reaches over me to high-five him. “Fuck, yeah. Fill that hole up, dude.” 

Zach bottoms out one last time and he comes with a loud moan. I can feel his dick pulsing inside me, filling me up with his wet, warm cum until it’s sloshing around inside me. He pulls out and some of his seed trickles down my taint and balls, but he plugs my twitching hole with his thumb, keeping the rest in there. “There you go. A nice, wet bussy for you to use.” 

Ivan takes his place and slides his cock in easily. He lowers my hips, so the angle is different this time, and each time he thrusts in, his dick hits my prostate dead on. He’s not going all the way in, but the pressure of his cock hitting that spot over and over again is too much for me and I can feel the end is almost here. 

Zach pushes me over the edge when he slides beneath me and takes my leaking mess of a cock into his lips. I make a sound I’ve never made before and come down his throat in powerful bursts. Ivan hits that spot one more time before burying himself deep into me and unloads his cum as well. Their fluids mix inside me, marking me as their personal cum dump. A title I’m all too happy to keep now that I know how good it feels. 

Zach releases my oversensitive cock from his lips, and Ivan pulls out. A flood of cum pours out of me as my hole gapes and clenches, trying to squeeze down on nothing but air. We all collapse in a jumble of limbs, our legs and arms all over each other. 

“Well, it looks like you guys had a lot of fun without me.” We look up to see Kyle standing there with a smirk on his face. He’s already pulling his shirt over his head and unbuckling his belt. “But that’s okay. I can still join in. Who am I fucking first?”

The End.