*Fiction / All characters within this story are 18+. Any resemblance between the characters in the work and real-life individuals is unintentional.*
Chapter 5:
PART 4:
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Javier rushed back into the apartment. His cock was painfully throbbing. He never had an experience like that before, his blood pressure was up. His mind couldn’t stop fantasizing about Grant though. He just wanted to know what it felt like to be deep inside him. To know if Grant could even handle him. To make him scream sounds of pleasure.
“What the fuck is wrong with me…why am I even wondering these things???” He closed the door behind him, and leaned back, “...why am I even thinking about him like that? He's my fucking....step-brother.”
His eyes closed. Grant was now on top of him, nails digging into muscled chest. His hips grinding quickly, impaling himself. Javi could feel the snake painfully strain in his shorts. He needed to shoot his load immediately.
“Grant!?” He yelled out, silence called back in response, “Guess he’s gone.”
He grabbed his pec and gave it a tight squeeze, then started massaging. The sound of his chest hair rustled, while his feet carried him over to the recliner.
He was like an octopus that had no control over his actions. His tree trunk leg lifted swiftly, and straddled the seat. His right hand was squeezing the clothed monster, while following up and down his abs. His left hand searched his bag for some lube, but all he could find was coconut oil. His legs sprawled open, while his left hand found the oil, his right hand located the controller to the smart tv.
He was bestial, he needed to release immediately. Javi repeated what Charles did by the pool, letting the monster out. The snake flung out in an arch, and smacked down with a loud, hollow THWACK on his abs. His fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, stuck it straight up to the ceiling, and squeezed. Veins popped out, while the head became engorged.
“Huff huff…you’re just…so…fucking big…” He caressed his pendulous cum filled balls while giving the compliment, his massive paw squeezed them tightly. His cock longingly pulsed in the death grip, forcing the head to become overly engorged, turning it to a shade deep, dark pink.
His giant fingers loosened their grip and jerked quickly on the base. The action pulled the hanging orbs up, and began wildly throwing them around.
His lustful eyes closed again, this time Grant was face down. His hole was tightly closed, ready to take the girth of his Arizona canned cock. Grant’s tiny fingers were spreading his milky white cheeks apart. His hole was a delicate pink in comparison to his massive, brown skinned, piece.
“Javi…I just need you in me…” Grant’s breath was labored, "I’m begging—“
His pink hole beckoned his cock. Javier imagined massaging the head over the opening.
“I...just...want you to stretch me open…” Grant looked back, “Please. Break me.“
Javi’s eyes opened, his cock was now leaking like a waterfall. His hand grabbed a handful of coconut oil, then slathered it over his cock. Almost immediately the oil melted due to the heat.
His finger still on the controller clicked over to the internet, and he began to type in a string of letters, “T-I-N-Y T-W-I-N-K, S-T-R-U-G-G-L-I-N-G, M-A-S-S-I-V-E B-B-C”
The screen showcased a variety of videos. All ranging from Asian twinks, to Latino. All of which were either comparing their arm, or holding a massive black cock next to their face. His eyes fell on one video; which starred a tiny, pale white, blonde, 18yo twink. A tall-muscled bull of a man was lifting him, and driving the piece into him with force. The pale guys face had tears down his cheeks, and a look of absolute pain.
He pressed play and the words, “AGH- FUCK!!! IT WON'T FIT!! ” rang out into the room.
Javi’s legs lifted up, showing his hair laced hole. He slipped off the yellow shorts, and threw them to the side. His legs fell open, and rested to the side. While the anaconda bounced over his hair covered abs, ready to be milked.
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After walking again in silence, Court and I made it back to my building. We embraced again.
“You just gotta say sorry to him…” her hands framed my shoulders, “You know I love you right?” Her arms wrapped me in towards her
“Yeah…” I squeezed her tightly, “I love you too.”
“Regardless of his size, don’t be afraid.” Her voice was in my ear, “take him head on, you can handle anything this man gives you.”
“You’re resilient.…you're a lot stronger than you think” She released me, “I’ll see you later…don’t be a stranger. Ok?”
I nodded, and smiled softly. She turned away, while I made my way into the building. Moments from this morning flashed through my mind, while I found myself at my front door. My hand found the door handle, and I froze.
“Just say sorry….” Courts voice whispered to me
“Just say sorry.” I repeated
I opened the door and walked through the foyer. The sound of sexual moans hit my ears.
I stopped short and my heart dropped. Javi found a girl and brought her home. I turned back, and made my way out, and then I heard a mans voice scream in pain, “PLEASE, OH GOD. I CAN’T TAKE IT…TAKE IT OUT, YOU’RE TOO BIG!!!”
My eyes shot open, as I couldn't believe what I heard. My head turned in shock, “WTF??” My tiny feet responded by scurrying to the living room.
I had flashbacks of the first night turning the corning, but once I came into view of the space, my body stiffened like concrete. Javier was sitting on the recliner again. This time he was completely naked, the yellow shorts thrown to the side, while his legs were sprawled open. This time, he was awake. This time...his hands were tightly clenched around his massive cock.
My jaw hinged open. I was stuck. His hand was moving at lightning speed, and I could hear his breathing over the aggressive grunts coming from the tv. His eyes were darting between his cock and the tv screen. The guy on the screen was screaming with tears running down his cheeks, while his legs were behind his ears. The head was barely in, and his hole was being stretched open by one of the biggest, girthiest, black cocks I had ever seen.
My eyes scanned back to Javier. He was pounding his piece like a jackhammer, which made his cock crazily flail around. Streaks of silver pre-cum were flying about. Some landing on him, the floor, and the recliner. I saw some land on the coffee table.
“huff-huff...Ah…fuck…huff-huff...ugh...fuck…” Javi’s balls were bouncing, and slapping loudly against his hairy taint. He brought his arm behind his head and leaned back. His pit was open for the world to see.
The wet schlicking sound of his shiny cock echoed through the room, louder than the video itself. His bicep was flexed as he stared intently. The soft bags of flesh on his chest were shaking vigorously.
He looked over, and we caught eyes. His face dropped, and his hand stopped. He let go of the pipe, allowing it fall to his stomach and find it's place under his left tit. Everything in the room paused. My stomach sank.
I covered my eyes, a stone formed in my throat, “JAVI—AGH, UM! I-I’M SORRY!!”
He paused the video. I could hear he was moving, as the recliner groaned under the weight change.
“I-I PROMISE! PLE-PLEASE BELIEVE ME!” My body turned away, I was shaking, the hole in the wall imprinted my mind, “I-I-I WASN’T W-WATCHING!!! I-I-I SWEAR”
“Grant…” His voice managed to break through my panicked screams, “...Relax.”
“JA-JAVI, YO-YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME. I-I'M LEAVING NOW” my hand traced against the wall, guiding me back to the front door, “PLE-PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!”
“GRANT!” He shouted, the tone in his voice had changed, “CHILL OUT.”
My hand was tightly gripping the door handle to my safety. My back was to the living room, my voice croaked out, “W-Wh-What is it? I--I-.I”
“Look...I'm not mad...” his voice was smooth, “I told you…this is normal…we’re both men…”
“B-But..but what about earlier?“ I began to question, “The shorts, the hole in the wa—“
“I’ll fix that as soon as possible.” His voice cut me off, “...can you just come here? I don't like talking to a wall...”
I was shaking like a leaf, and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. My body was paralyzed completely, however my feet started to reversing from the door. I slowly turned around with my eyes still shut, my dry mouth choked out some words, “I don’t kno—“
“I just, want to talk to you,” his voice got lower, “Come. Here. Let’s talk like men. I won't ask again.”
My eyes slowly opened, and his naked figure came into view. He was just…beautiful. I made my way over and stood by the back of my couch. His cock was beginning to soften, however remained thick, and nestled on top of two goose egg balls. He was leaning forward, and his elbows were on his knees. His eyes were direct.
“Sit.” He motioned to the couch, “Please.”
My body obeyed and I shuffled to find my seat on the farthest end of the cushions. My eyes fell from his face, and traced down to the now flaccid piece.
“Eyes up.” Our eyes made contact again, “Gran—“
“Javi, I’m sorry. I don’t know…I just—“ I was stopped in the middle of my sentence
“Grant. I’m sorry for the way I acted.” His face was serious, “As someone who is sexually advanced, it was unfair of me to make you feel uncomfortable. Especially since I’m the older, more experienced, one in the room.”
“But—“ I interjected
“Let me finish…” he continued, “...I understand growing up, it’s confusing, tough, and…well, just plain…a mess.”
I was on edge, I was ready to run to the hills.
“I also understand that we all fantasize about something.” His demeanor started changing, “So I get it why you were fantasizing about me, I’ve been cooking up some wild situations in my head as of late.”
“Javi…I…I-I-I’m sorry, I know I made the choice...and...” My mind started going blank, my face looked down and back to his face, “...now I have to live with it.”
His tone lightened up, became softer, “You know, that’s very mature of you Grant.” His meaty torso rested back on the recliner. I couldn’t help but realize at this point, his darkly colored meat was now on full display. His hips bucked up, the resting monster jiggled with force. “So…with that being said, I want you to know, right now, in THIS situation…you have another choice to make.”
My heartbeat increased, the blood flushed from my face. My eyes started to burn holes into his cock. “…I do?” I started salivating “Umm…m-may..I ask what my options are?”
“You do.” His hand picked up the remote, and the movie picked back up. His eyes darted from me, to the screen.
“You can either go to your room…and act like nothing is wrong...” his hand grabbed hold of the flaccid beef stick, and slowly started to milk it from base to tip, “Or…you can sit right where you are, and watch...”
“…or based on what I saw taking place in your shorts…you can join.”He kept focus on the screen, "The choice is yours."
My heart stopped. My mind began to race.
Grant…
Grant…do something….
Grant...say something….
Grant…what are you going to do??
GRANT!
CHOOSE!!!
I blinked back into reality, but my mind flew in on autopilot. My body got up, walked to the front door, turned the lock, and returned to my seat on the couch.
“I see…" Javi’s attention was still focused on the TV, "..you made your choice.” He had two hands wrapped around his cock. One firmly holding the base, while the other milked the head. The massaging motion brought the club back to life.
I looked down, and saw the bobbing tent in my lap, but my arms wouldn’t budge to tend to it. I felt heavy, and my mind couldn’t believe what was happening…
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