Date: Tue, 23 Aug 2016 09:38:06 -0600 From: Colton Subject: Spring Break Happens in Vegas - chapter 15 Familiar Disclaimers: * My experiences - images, events, memories, words – flavor everything I write, but this story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. * If it is illegal for you to read this story because of your age, location or any other reason, don't read it. * This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use is prohibited without permission. Please do not republish any parts of this story without consent of the author. * This story depicts unprotected sex. In real life, be safe! - Last, please help keep Nifty.org open by making a donation. Sorry for the short hiatus on the story – vacation and computer problems interfered with getting this chapter finished. Chapters 15 and 16 are short, so I'll try to get Chapter 16 up soon. Thanks for your emails! They keep me writing. Email: ColtonAalto@gmail.com. SPRING BREAK HAPPENS IN VEGAS By Colton Aalto CHAPTER FIFTEEN – SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN Jan and Jon reliably sprouted morning wood, regardless of how many times they had climaxed the day before. I loved waking up sandwiched between two Freddie Fox look-alikes with stiff tools. Whichever way I looked, I saw a peaceful image of a perfect face resting on a bed of tousled blond hair. Underneath the sheets were two awesome bodies, and a duo of hot cocks ready to leak pre-cum as a prelude to shooting a load of teen cum. At the beginning of my week of spring break, I had waited tentatively until one or both of my twin half-brothers initiated sex. But as the week wore on, I gradually became more assertive. When I woke Sunday morning, I didn't hesitate. I was going to wake my brothers with my mouth. I went down on Jan first, pulling the sheet down to reveal his awesome chest and abs, and slowly licking his semi-flaccid cock. I liked seeing his cock when it was somewhat soft. Most of the time when I was this close to it, his dick was rock hard or at least semi-hard. I didn't have a long time to enjoy Jan being soft, because his cock began to pulse, grow and harden. He whispered, "That's nice," and I felt my brother's hands on my head, beginning to guide me up and down. "Damn, bro, you are the best alarm clock in the world. I want to wake up every day for the rest of my life with your mouth on my cock." The image of a future sucking Jan's cock on every morning was incredible, but it reminded me that my spring break was down to only one more day. On Monday, Ren would drop me in southern Illinois as he flew the twins back to the east coast for their final two months of boarding school. After my week in Vegas, the last thing in the world I wanted to do was to crawl back into my so-called life in southern Illinois. I had another 14 months of prison before I had any hope of escaping. As I licked and sucked my brother's cock, spending time on his big, smooth ball sac, Jan's hand drifted down my back and began massaging my ass cheeks. It was his subtle – or not so subtle – way of communicating that he was contemplating shooting his load in my ass rather than in my mouth. I was ready for him either way. Fuck, I was always ready. I pivoted in bed, presenting my ass to Jan and pulling the sheets off Jon. Jon was capable of sleeping through anything, included his brothers having sex in the same bed with him. Jan lubed my ass as I sought out Jon's semi-soft dick. I loved Jon's Prince Albert ring. I had never said anything to the twins, but I was convinced the piercing had somehow stretched Jon's cock so that it was a little longer than Jan's. Knowing Jan and Jon, I was certain they compared dick sizes, and they were identical twins so their cocks must have been identical before Jon got pierced. They probably hadn't compared dick size recently because they assumed their cocks were still identical. I stored that piece of information in the back of my mind. Jan was pressing his cock into my hole and I had a mouthful of soon-to-be-rock-hard cock when Jon opened one eye enough to see me going down on him and Jan hovering over my back, slicing into my crack. "Horn dogs!" he muttered, closing his eyes again. But his cock was clearly awake and it began swelling in my mouth, expanding in fits and starts. That was actually another slight difference between the twins. Jan's dick got hard in a steady rush. Jon's tended to jump and lurch as it filled my mouth. Jan slid into me and began a steady assault on my ass. As Jan buried his fuck stick in my boi pussy, I had the warm feeling that my ass was absolutely made for my brothers' cocks. I loved feeling Jan's hands holding my hips as he moved in and out of me. Despite my mouthful of cock, I moaned, leaning back slightly so Jan's dick would go farther into my hole. Jan bent over me and I felt his smooth chest against my back. He nuzzled my neck, whispering, "God I love being inside you." I replied with an affirmative grunt. Some mornings my brothers slow fucked me, and other mornings they fast fucked me. I had no preference, loving it all, but as it was Sunday morning and we didn't have anything going right away, I figured it was a slow fuck Sunday. I settled in for the long haul, two almost-identical stiff cocks skewering my holes. I had a wild idea that one day we'd spend all day in bed fucking. The one bad thing about bottoming for my twin brothers is that I never got to see their asses when they fucked me. Both had two wonderful, round glutes and I really wanted to watch their holes pucker and their bubble butts flex as they thrust inside me. Jan began to get into what I recognized as his full fuck rhythm and Jon was awake enough to be guiding my head up and down on his boner. Jon was still flat on his back, so I didn't count it as a full split-roast, but I discovered that by managing my position just right, Jon's cock would be forced down my throat as Jan pushed me forward as he pounded my ass. I was like a pinball machine, one cock slamming me forward and forcing a second cock deep into my throat. Jan was panting while Jon sighed appreciatively and moaned about how good my mouth felt on his fuck stick. I was thinking that life with my two brothers couldn't get much better than having their cocks in each of my holes when I had a sudden idea. A rare opportunity for back-to-back double-fucks by twins existed. Less than twelve hours ago, Aleksei and Evgeny, the twin Russian acrobats, had double-fucked my ass as Pyotr watched. I could claim a double-fuck duo by luring my brothers into a repeat of their double-fuck performance when we hiked up the ravine above Lake Mead earlier in the week. That seemed like months ago. I had to go for it. How many dudes could say they had been double-fucked? Not many. How many dudes could say that they had been double-fucked by twins? Very few. How many dudes could say they had been double-fucked by two sets of twins? Maybe nobody? But surely getting double-fucked back to back by two sets of twins, within twelve hours, had to be a record. Maybe not something the Guinness Book of World Records would print, but still... How awesome would that be? Pulling off Jon's cock but squeezing it with my hand, I said, "Remember what you did to me in the ravine? I want to get double-fucked again." "Fuck, yeah, we thought you'd never ask," Jon gasped. "Since when have you ever waited for a guy to ask?" I grinned. "Shit, baby brother is getting lippy," Jon laughed. "Shit, baby brother is begging to get double-fucked," Jan panted, "what the hell are we waiting for?" "For the record, this baby brother is happy to have your dicks up his asshole anytime you want, one at a time or two at a time. The only thing he isn't gonna be happy about is not getting bred by his big brothers on a regular basis." Jon gave me a knowing smirk. "Now that's the slut bro I know and love." Squeezing Jon's slippery cock, I said, "With your PA ring, you better go first." I crawled on top of him, temporarily dislodging Jan's dick from my hole. Reaching behind me and grabbing Jon's spit-soaked cock, I pointed it upwards and dropped down on it. After my night getting double-fucked by the Russian gymnasts, my ass was probably still wide open, and Jan had been loosening me up already, so Jon slipped into my hole quickly and smoothly, PA ring and all. In moments, I felt Jan's lubed cock pressing at my anus. Grabbing my ass cheeks, I wrenched my crack open and demanded, "Fuck me!" I remembered Dolph saying Alice was pissed because he fucked her too hard. That wasn't me. I wasn't going to complain about any man fucking me too hard, particularly not my stud half-brothers. At least that was what I was thinking until Jan entered me with a brutal thrust. Probably he was close to cumming when I hatched the double-fuck idea, so I couldn't blame him for not going slowly. But damn, I had forgotten exactly how much it hurt to get double-fucked. The Russian invasion from the night before hadn't hurt this much, but last night I was drunk, stoned and high on Jon's pill. My ass had been plundered by Ren and, right before Aleksei and Evgeny double-fucked me, Pyotr, so the comparison with this morning wasn't a fair one. As Jan powered into my raw hole, I gritted my teeth and distracted myself by grinding my lips against Jon's, coaxing his tongue into my mouth. I held my breath as Jan began to pull out and ram back into me. I counted his strokes, wondering how long the pain would last. After thrusting into me 20 or 25 times, Jan pulled out to recoat his cock with lube, commenting about how tight my stretched hole was. I didn't see how a hole that was accommodating back-to-back double-fucks could possibly be tight, but I sighed in relief for the brief respite while steeling myself for Jan's reentry. When he resumed plowing my ass, it was different. The pain was gone and I was reminded of the payoff of a double-fuck. After getting used to the pressure of two hard rods possessing your boi pussy, it felt amazing. I suppose getting loosened up by Jan before the double-fuck began helped. Maybe exercising my hole on a parade of stiff cocks for a week made a difference. Or maybe the Russian assault on my ass the night before had left my fuck chute stretched wide open. Perhaps I was so horned up that the pain of getting double-fucked had drifted into pleasure. In any event, I was soon demanding that my brothers fuck me harder. They were only too happy to oblige. Jan blew first, coating the inside of my hole and Jon's hard cock with jizz. Jon hadn't gotten very far with his fuck, so as soon as Jan's cock slipped from my hole, Jon rolled me on my back, keeping his cock buried in my boi pussy. He hoisted my legs onto his shoulders and bent over me. He had a feverish look in his eyes and said, "Yeah, bro, I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch boi. Like the slut cock whore you are!" Jon had called me a bitch the first time we had sex. Then it bothered me but also made me a little excited. A week had gone by and now Jon telling me I was a bitch boi was sheer music to my ears. I lifted my hips slightly so that Jon could go deeper inside me. His PA ring, raking my prostate with each pass, drove me crazy. "Fuck the cum out of me!" I screamed and Jon did exactly that, plunging into me so roughly and deeply that my cock shot, spewing cum ropes across my chest. His balls weren't far behind mine. Jon leaned into me and piston fucked my hole for an intense minute or two before shooting his load into my ravaged boi pussy. After his cock stopped spewing spunk, he leaned forward and French kissed me for a long time before finally pulling out. He continued to hover over me, staring down. "Damn I like Sunday morning in Vegas," I said. Grinning, Jon mussed my already tangled hair. "Damn, I like fucking my own private Paddy Mitchell look-alike in the ass on Sunday morning." He gave me a wicked grin and added, "And as you know, I love eating cum out of a used ass." He rolled my legs up so that my knees were at my head. With a grin he said, "Hot brother cream for breakfast," as he dove into my spermy hole. I moaned as Jon's tongue rimmed my freshly double-fucked ass. He soon was drilling into me and digging out his and Jan's loads. I loved the taste of their cum, and the only downside to getting my ass fucked was not being able to savor my brother's loads. But maybe I could. "You gonna keep all of that to yourself, or you gonna share some with your baby brother?" I asked Jon. Jon peered at me from between my legs and said, "I bet you'd suck cum from your own asshole if you could, bro." "I bet I would too. Now gimme a taste of what you're gulping down." Jon dug some more spunk from my hole and settled on top of me, kissing me deeply and giving me a taste of the cummy pair of loads he had mostly swallowed. Damn. Not as good as having hot cum spurt into your mouth, but a close second. Plus, I was tasting my brothers' commingled jizz, which would be hard to do if I had sucked them off one at a time. "Do you like swallowing your brothers' seed?" Jon murmured. Did I ever. TO BE CONTINUED... Thanks for your emails and encouragement. 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