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Subject: Houseboy – Ch 2 Houseboy by TheRealCOG well, he’d tried to but screwed it up somehow and got blocked. So the boy snuck back into the house and found Morgan’s phone on the counter. Uncertain if he could get away with it, Troy nevertheless checked the screen and successfully found the Grindr app. Whoa! There were naked hotties on the main page! Homos were everywhere! The youth accessed the search function to check out guys around the area. His heart pounded in his ears as he saw… NO! THE NEAREST DUDE IS 300 MILES AWAY! Morgan came in and Troy quickly closed the app and set the phone down, trying to look innocent. “Gotten over your little snit?” Morgan asked with a casual glance as he grabbed a beer out of the fridge. Troy frowned. “I’m just saying-” “Look, maybe we shouldn’t’ve started this. I thoughtcha were mature enough, but guess I was wrong. So, like, let’s just forget the whole thing, ‘kay?” Troy stood there, frozen. His entire sexual adventure was going up in a puff of smoke! Not a Grindr guy around for miles (many, many miles!) and his one opportunity to figure out this gay stuff was a bust. “What?!” shouted Troy. “Don’t be like that!” “Naw, you can figure out dick-on-dick puberty on yer own like I did.” “I wasn’t saying…” Actually, Troy had forgotten what he wasn’t saying, he was so confused and frazzled. “Gotta fix the railin’ on the porch now,” said Morgan. “You go off an’ play with your lil friends.” And with that, Morgan picked up the toolkit and was out the door. Troy knew there was no use pestering his big brother, it would only make things worse. So he took off and hung out with his best friend, Neil. Straight friend, that is, since the dude had started to notice girls. The distance between their houses made it difficult to meet up, so usually they just texted. When they did get together, there usually wasn’t much to do except skip stones and light stink bombs at the river. After an entire afternoon of hearing about boobs, Troy was getting grossed out and said he had to head home for dinner. The work on the porch was hard and unpleasant for Morgan. He was surprised it took way longer than it should have. Being the house handyman was just another of the duties his dear old dad expected of him, though, and there was no arguing about it. The young man took his second shower of the day, but this time it was more for the steam and hot water than the cute little cocksucker he’d had that morning. Damn, he hoped Troy might come to his senses. But the big brother wasn’t going to be bossed around by his kid brother. No sir. “You promise to suck me back?” asked a voice on the other side of the shower curtain. It was Troy standing naked on the tile floor. He’d thought of slipping in with Morgan but that seemed wimpy and presumptuous. Maybe the older teen was right about puberty; Troy had only started getting sexy feelings, he hadn’t lived with them for seven whole years. “I don’t remember me sayin’ it was ok for you to be here,” said the voice in the tub. “But I’m your gay brother and you said I could use the practice.” Troy hoped that sounded like a real man and not like a pathetic kid. Morgan continued to feign a casual tone. “Yeah, you can use the practice, but I can stand a lot less whinin’. You’ll get your dick sucked, but when I say it’s time.” Troy sighed heavily and then stepped into the shower. “I mean it, I want my – MMMMMPHH!!!” Morgan wasted no time in thrusting hard and deep into the dweeb’s mouth. Someone needed a little attitude adjustment, apparently. Troy at least had experience with surprise attacks from his big brother that he was able to brace his throat for the sudden invasion. This time, though, Morgan was so horny he thrust his hips like he was skull fucking. But Troy was a tough kid in all respects. He adjusted his mouth accordingly – forming a tight tunnel with his palette, covering his teeth with curved lips, and relaxing his gag reflex. He also had to time his swallowing to clear the precome building up in his cheeks. “That tiny boner of yours tells me you like doing this,” grunted Morgan. “Good little knobgobblin’ slut.” IT’S TRUE, I’M TOTALLY ROCK HARD, thought Troy. AND I ACTUALLY LIKE THIS AGGRESSIVE PLAY AND, DAYUM, FORGETTING FOR A MOMENT IT’S MY BIG BROTHER, THE DUDE DRILLING MY MOUTH’S HAWT AS HELL. “Gotta say, Troy-boy, I’ve had a lotta head at college, but almost none of them cocksmokers was as good at it as you,” Morgan said. It wasn’t entirely accurate, but he had no problem puffing up the pipsqueak’s ego. “That’s part of why me trainin’ you’s good. Teach ya to do it proper, so you don’t get some guy hot ‘n’ bothered and then give a weak-ass BJ.” Troy looked up at his big brother, not resentfully this time, more like he was listening. Morgan thrust deep into the kid’s throat, smiling and moaning softly. “So, from now on, you suck it when I want, got it? An’ that way, you’ll graduate soon and get your reward. But no more whining, no more givin’ me a headache over not gettin’ any in return.” The older sibling didn’t take his dick out of Troy’s mouth so the boy could answer. This wasn’t a negotiation. The brat needed to know this was just how it was gonna be. The thrusting stopped cold but Troy felt the rod shoved right up to his tonsils. Even though his big brother’s hand remained firmly gripped around his head, the younger gay understood he was to do the work. So Troy bobbed his head up and down on the tool, his tongue pressing firmly against the shaft, and proceeded to mouth-jack. “Now you’re gettin’ it,” said the voice from above. The hand on his head prevented Troy from looking up. Morgan’s crotch was his entire world right now. If there’s anything his big bro was teaching him it was that an adult cock needed to be sated. “Yeeeaaaahhh, you sexy come slut, here’s yer man-sized meal!” shouted Morgan and another waterslide wave pumped into the boy’s mouth. Troy guzzled as best he could, swallowing şişli travesti a great deal but unfortunately letting an equal portion drip down his chin. With his spent cock still lodged down that throat, Morgan rewarded Troy with another quickie handjob and then left the shower without a word. He heated up some TV dinners to dine on while relaxing on the couch. It was a typical evening at the Summers house, except that Morgan and Troy were naked because the older brother hadn’t wanted to get dressed after the shower and he told the little brother not to bother either. With a sigh of satisfaction, Morgan turned on the TV and stretched out. It’d been a rough day, but the shower suckoff had been wonderful and it seemed Troy was going to behave, so the world was back to rights as far as big bro was concerned. Morgan flipped to the sports highlights on ESPN, one arm around the kid. “That handjob actually felt kinda amazing,” ventured Troy. “Sh, scores are about to be announced.” Their favorite team didn’t advance, so Troy groaned in disappointment along with Morgan. After dinner was finished, he relaxed as his big brother casually pulled him into a half-noogie. The sports highlights were followed by an MMA fight. Watching the dudes crawl all over one another was boning them both back up. Morgan still had his arm around Troy so he was able to easily shove that small face down into his crotch. Troy didn’t argue or struggle. He just opened up and began sucking on the thick hard- on. The older teen moaned in pleasure and let the tween go to work. Damn, this was going to be the most satisfied his dick ever felt since that one semester he’d had a Mormon roommate. Lubing up one finger, Morgan started to play with Troy’s hole, making the boy squirm. “Ya know, you don’t just say yer a top,” he explained. “Gotta earn that badge. Every dude who loves dick starts off thinkin’ they’re a top. But it ain’t long before most of ’em realize they like to take it in both holes.” Troy was finding it difficult to concentrate on Morgan’s words. The massive tool needed tending to again. At first it seemed like his big brother might kick back and let him at it. Instead the firm hand gripped his head and worked it up and down. Treating his mouth like a hole for a plunger. The younger brother tried not to grimace as a second finger was gradually working into his back channel. Maybe it was true that he didn’t know anything about tops and bottoms. Certainly he thought of himself as a top. But there was a little magic happening up his chute, so Troy decided not to fight it so much. This was the most generous Morgan had ever been. And he was the only gay role model around. So Troy would listen. And get his mouth drilled. And let his butt be poked. After a while, Morgan decided it was too much work face-fucking Troy, so he concentrated on fingering the narrow little love tunnel and let the slut do the work of sucking him off while he half-watched the MMA fight. When the boy’s squirming turned into more of a reverse-pushing action to get those fingers deeper, Morgan just smiled and kept at it. However, the sounds coming from his brother’s well- stuffed mouth were so hot the muscle dude knew he was gonna shoot soon. Morgan had an idea. He manhandled the kid into straddling his lap. Then, while still probing the tiny hole with two fingers, he had Troy rub their dicks together. Yeah, that wasn’t bad. And it would help him last a little longer. “Oh g-god,” Troy whimpered. Morgan grinned as he got the tween panting and moaning. “Good, huh?” “I m-mean, yeaahhh, good,” sighed Troy. The half-lidded boy felt like he was a puppet with a thick digit and part of a fingertip up his kiester, boosting him so that their cockheads pressed up against each other. The size difference between the brothers was ridiculous. MY LITTLE DICK LOOKS LIKE A PENKNIFE NEXT TO MORGAN’S THUNDERSWORD. But the finger-and-a-bit bobbed Troy up and down until he got the message and took over grinding their junk together. “Y-You’re so h-huge,” grimaced Troy as the fingertip barged past his anal ring to join the other finger. “Don’t I know it,” grunted Morgan. “Think I-I’ll get that big?” asked the little brother, biting his lip, enjoying the tingles from within his butt. “Slow down there,” ordered Morgan, “or I’ll cum too fast. Yeah, prolly, Troy-boy, if you’re anythin’ like your big bro.” “Am I… d-doing it ok?” panted Troy. “Move yer head slightly, I can’t see the fight. That’s better. You’re doing good so far, it’s gettin’ me off.” The big brother much preferred this quieter, more malleable version of his little brother. It was way sexier and easier to work with. While Morgan watched TV, Troy frotted their dicks together. The kid shuddered and moaned as his tight virgin hole was toyed with. It was going to need a lot more manipulation before it was ready to take a dick the size of Morgan’s, but they’d get there. “I… Oh god… oh god!” Troy moaned as he blew his clear little load all over the big brother’s cock. Morgan grinned. “Yeah, that was hot. Now get down there and clean yer spunk off my dick by suckin’ me some more.” Still shivering from his nut, the tween slid to the ground on his knees. Troy wasn’t exactly keen on tasting his own come. It was different guzzling another dude’s – even his own brother’s. During a few of his J.O. sessions, he would earnestly promise himself to sample his own load, but after his climax, the desire fell away. “Yeah, I want to,” said Troy, “but I’m not sure – MMMFFFFF!” His big bro’s hand silenced him with one swift head shove. WELL, GUESS THIS IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY TO GIVE SAMPLING A SHOT. It still didn’t appeal to Troy, so he pretended it was leftover jizz from Morgan’s last climax. The precome steadily leaking out mixed with his own squirt and it all started to taste as one. Soon the real load of come blasted from the thick manmeat and the youth cleaned every beylikdüzü travesti last drop with his mouth. By giving the BJ his all, reasoned Troy, it would at last convince Morgan to return the favor. ** But the week wore on with big brother using little brother’s mouth whenever and wherever. Troy would barely be awake before having the slab crammed down his throat. He would just get in the door and there was Morgan naked and shoving the boy’s head down to his crotch. Even while helping to repair the porch, instead of being asked to hammer or saw, Troy would be on his knees servicing the huge cock while Morgan measured or sandpapered. And still his brother’s big sausage fingers would worm into Troy’s ass. Opening his hole like an augur. “C’mon,” barked Morgan, “I thought you wasn’t a pussy.” “I’m tough,” grumbled Troy, “it just hurts sometimes.” “I promise, you’re gonna end up beggin’ for it.” “Fine. Go again.” “Yeeaaaaahhh, that’s m’ bro.” The truth was, Morgan had just about run out of patience. Having a more-or-less willing cockservant was fantastic and the blowjobs were great, but every time he glanced at that luscious little behind he ached to break his kid brother in. The young man was able to work a third finger into the loosening entrance as he kicked back and watched a hockey game on TV. “Almost ready,” Morgan murmured. “Almost ready for what?” Troy moaned. The big brother shoved his dick back in the boy’s throat and fingered him deeper. “Nothin’…” ** Yeah, thought Morgan, this is how it should be. Troy was bent over in the shower and sucking on the thick pole with enthusiasm. It was so awesome how no matter how many times the older teen fucked those sexy lips, the kid was always ready for more. “Tonight we’re gonna see if you’re ready to graduate.” Troy was more excited than when he got a dirt bike for his birthday! Finally! After sucking off his big brother all week, he was going to feel what it was like to have a mouth work his dick! All afternoon Troy wondered how the suckjob would play out. SHOULD I SIT PROPPED UP AGAINST MY HEADBOARD WHILE MORGAN LIES ON THE BED? OR MAYBE I’LL JUST STAND NAKED IN THE KITCHEN WITH MORGAN CROUCHED DOWN? NO, NO! WHAT ABOUT WHILE WATCHING THE GAME I HAVE MORGAN LYING ON THE COUCH – NO, ON HIS KNEES ON THE FLOOR – BETTER YET, ON THE CUSHIONS WITH ME SEATED ON THE BACK OF THE COUCH? ACTUALLY, THE SHOWER MIGHT BE GOOD, THOUGH WE ALREADY DID DO IT THERE AND WHAT IF WE RAN OUT OF HOT WATER? OH YEAH, I WANTED TO TRY KNEELING ON THE FLOOR WITH MORGAN LYING ON HIS SIDE SO HIS MOUTH COULD BE EASILY FUCKED! This was the best part of having a gay brother. You got to try out your equipment and figure out what felt good so you’d be a total stud out there in the real world. After dinner, Troy hurriedly did the dishes while Morgan went to watch something on Netflix. The horny youth had visions of being sucked dancing in his head! Morgan relaxed and enjoyed some stupid reality show. Yeah, he was stoked, but Troy had drained him pretty good and he wanted to be fully charged when he took the boy’s cherry. His little bro came in from the kitchen after his chores. Since the kid was naked (they usually were now), it was clear he was super boned up and ready. Of course, he still had to graduate to get his reward. “Ready for the final exam to see if you’re really ready for bein’ a grownup gay boy?” Troy broke into the biggest grin. “You bet!” “Well, get your cute butt over here, pronto!” The eager tween darted over to the couch. But instead of Morgan bending over to suck, Troy suddenly felt himself being grabbed. “Wait. What’s happening?” Morgan smiled and tossed the boy over his shoulder to take him to the bedroom where everything was ready. Troy had more heft to him than when he was really little and Morgan could toss him around like a sack of oranges. “Been lookin’ forward to this all week, Troy-boy,” he said and deposited his kid bro on the bed. As Troy tried to get up, Morgan flipped him back onto this stomach and slid atop him. “Dude, what?” Troy protested. “I told you, there’s a final exam before ya graduate.” Morgan got the lube and slicked up his throbbing erection. “You pass this an’ yer a real gay boy.” Troy pushed himself up and glanced back. “But tonight you said I was graduating. I did everything you told me to.” “Not everything,” replied Morgan, shoving the little brother back down and slicking up the virgin hole with leftover lube. “You still got a final exam.” “Huh? You never said anything about a final exam!” “I JUST did, in the rumpus room. Now hold still or you’re gonna ruin your first time.” Troy huffed, but his big brother’s enormous frame hovered over and blocked him from getting off the bed. “Some day, Troy-boy, you’d get wasted at a party and wind up havin’ your cherry popped. It’d be somethin’ you’d barely remember. But this way, you’ll get a great first time that you’ll never forget.” “I… Wait, what…?” Morgan positioned his dick and pushed, getting a couple of inches deep. Troy let out a yelp of pain, but that was to be expected. It always hurt, getting dicked the first time. Or so Morgan had heard. “No, dude! You were supposed to suck m-!” The little brother’s mouth was clamped shut with the big brother’s hand. “Ya wanna graduate or not?” Troy growled in annoyance into Morgan’s fingers. “You’re makin’ this not good for me, just sayin’,” the older teen stated with equal annoyance. In response, Troy relaxed his body as if to say FINE. But he was not happy about this new rule of some lame final exam. As if to rub salt into the wound, the dick up his kiester was making the tingles return and that was getting his own small dick hard. “We’re probably gonna hafta extend this final exam over several days,” said Morgan. “You’re squeezin’ way too hard on my rod.” It wasn’t easy for Troy to relax when a concrete pole was being shoved into his small tunnel. But he made a valiant istanbul travesti attempt to not put pressure in his chute as his big brother rocked that slab in further and further. Morgan kissed the back of his lil bro’s neck and nipped at his earlobe to distract him while inch after inch of hard dick invaded that unplowed ass. “Fuck, what a nice hole,” the older brother moaned. Removing his hand from the kid’s mouth, Morgan positioned the smaller body on all fours. Troy began, “I can’t believe – AHHH!” The tween’s objections were cut short by a long, hard thrust all the way to the hilt. Morgan grinned and gripped the slender hips and began pounding. Troy heard from behind – “Yeaaaahhhh, finally, this is what I been waitin’ for.” “B-Bro, I’m a t-top,” grumbled the little brother. “You’re 10 years old, dude, you don’t know whatcha are yet.” “I-I’m 12.” “Look atcha, you’re lovin’ bottoming for me.” Troy grimaced again but he couldn’t deny having a dick up his ass was doing something… not so bad… sorta tingly… which seemed to fuzzify his dick. “Nnnnnnhhhhhhh…” groaned Troy. “Gonna go harder.” “Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…” “C’mon, show your big brother you wanna graduate.” Morgan rode the kid without mercy, just loving the feel of that constricted, slick pinhole. His strong legs drove him forward over and over again, ramming his lil bro so hard they were both grunting and panting from it. As Troy bit the pillow to deal with the intensity of the fucking, the muscled hunk reached down and started stroking him in time to the powerful thrusts. “Tell me you love it,” Morgan growled. “AHHHH!!!” “Say it.” “Nnnnnnn… Morgan grinned and fucked even harder. “Go on, say it…” “I love it,” grumbled Troy. “Ain’t very convincing of ya,” snorted Morgan who kept up the pounding. “Ok, ok, I l-love it,” said Troy flatly. Even though part of being fucked was revving up some kind of charger in his butt, the little brother wasn’t exactly thrilled to make this a regular thing. “Wish when I was yer age I had a hot stud takin’ MY virginity,” Morgan bragged. Troy felt a creeping sense of guilt that maybe he was – HUNH, THAT THRUST KINDA HURT – ungrateful. Would he do the same – MMMM, FELT GOOD JUST THEN – if Morgan was the little brother and he himself was – OUCH, TOO HARD – a good-looking beefy college dude? Fact was, Troy wasn’t even in his teens yet, but he’d probably had more sex than all of his classmates combined. “If y-you go a little easier,” grunted Troy, “it’ll f-feel better.” “So you’re sayin’ ya love it.” “I-I love it.” Since Morgan wanted this to last, he slowed down to a nice, casual, sensual fuck. It was pretty funny, really, a kid as young as Troy thinking he was a top. Unless a busload of sixth-graders broke down on the side of the road, who was the brat expecting to mount? “Nnnn,” Troy moaned. “Such a sweet ass,” panted Morgan. “Oh man, this is incredible. My sexy little bro is such a hot slut.” The underage bottom gasped at a particularly deep thrust. Morgan smiled – Troy-boy was getting with the program. “Morgan, y-you’re so b-big,” stuttered Troy who, though he’d been finger puppeted all week, was fully aware of the single huge slab crammed right up his heinie. “Don’t hafta tell me. Lucky you, bein’ broken in by an amazing fuck master.” Troy groaned. His body was at odds with the awesome-unpleasant feelings in his backside. Like a funny bone, which made you laugh-cry. The tween was both wanting for it to end and for it to never stop. “S-Seriously big,” he grumbled. Morgan sighed in bliss. “I know, and your ass is so perfectly tight. I could screw you all night long.” “Oh god,” Troy whimpered. Again the big bro stroked his little bro in time with his long, slow thrusts. It was so hot hearing the kid moan like a needy little slut. Plenty of dudes had taken his meat, but not many of them had made those noises of pleasure Troy made. “Maybe I’m spoilin’ ya, though. No boyfriend’ll ever be as good a fuck as me.” Troy still saw himself as a top. But his tush tingles and leaky little hard-on told him once in a while he might be able to switch out. “Day-ummm, y-you can k-keep going.” So… maybe the youth was wrong to give his big brother a hard time about having his turn. If it was up to him, Troy would never have discovered he could be dicked. Morgan grunted, “I ain’t never planned to stop ’til your V-card’s punched.” Still, Troy thought, he WAS a top, he just knew it. And here he had the ultimate fuck machine to show him how it was done. Troy figured this was how he was gonna treat all of his bottoms. A top called the shots. “R-Ready to c-cum,” panted Troy. “Yeah? You gonna shoot while your brother pounds your sexy ass?” “Nnnn… Uh-huh…” Morgan started going faster and harder, rocking the bed with the force of his demanding thrusts. Troy’s sexy squeals got louder and higher in pitch until finally the small dick spasmed and fired off watery squirts into the sheets. The big bro wasn’t done, though, he kept going for several more minutes, plowing his kid brother’s ass without mercy. Troy was spent after his explosive orgasm, but his body kept being used for the good, long fuck his big brother demanded. It hurt like a mother to still be pounded, but imagining himself as the one doing the fucking – he kinda got off on it. Finally, Morgan shot his jizz deep inside the shuddering tween, emptying his balls. The orgasm was so powerful he nearly collapsed overtop the kid. All those fucks at college didn’t compare to nutting in such a tight little hole. The younger brother sensed absolutely everything at the moment he lost his virginity – his rear chute widening from the inflated monster cock, the heavy ‘nads behind him rising against his butt cheeks, the tightening grip of those two big hands on his hips, and the waterslide wave blasting up into what seemed like his stomach. “Huuuunnnnhhhmmm,” moaned Troy, but his voice was drowned out by Morgan’s “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!” The big brother reveled in his post-climax joy for a minute. His dick was tingling like crazy from that explosive orgasm. Then he slipped off his little brother’s well-ridden body and went off to the kitchen to get a beer.

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