My Gooner (Frat*) Brother Shared His Fleshlight With Me 03-04

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Note: Included an updated version of chapter 3 here to replace to removed chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: Spilled Milk

He didn’t say anything about how he coated my face in cum. He just snapped into post-cum mode and started playing youtube videos while I wiped my face and crotch with a pair of his underwear I found next to his bed. 

“Wait,” he said as he saw me about to wipe up the last bit of ooze on my thigh.

He grabbed the cum bottle out of his mini fridge and crouched near me, reaching out a hand to scoop up a big glob of white jizz. His finger scooped right between my thigh and my balls, even touching my dick a bit. I got hard again immediately, but he ignored it as he carried the big glob on his finger to the bottle, wiping it on the rim, then carefully watching it drip down into the bottle, adding to the collection.

“Our special genetic mix,” he said with a smirk, watching my white swirls mix in with his. I chuckled a bit, as he carefully returned the cap to the bottle and placed it in his mini fridge. He plopped back into his chair, letting his muscular body flatten into the cushioning of it. His hand lazily crawled up the desk until it found his mouse, and he clicked play on a random youtube video. It was some gen alpha/z podcast episode loosely talking about video games. 

“So you do take a break from jerking it,” I said, pulling my phone out of my pants on the floor and lying back on his bed, letting my naked body experience this new kind of freedom he’d shown me.

“I mean, yeah,” he said, “but the next nut is never far away. But that one was so good I think I’ll take a very long break actually.”

We got back into the fleshlight within minutes. 

“I see why you like this thing so much,” I said as I pressed myself into the silicone sex toy.

“Yeah, you can go a dozen times and it still feels good,” he said as he loaded it up with more lube, dripping it directly onto my shaft as I pressed into it. I only had it on me for a few seconds before I pulled out, handing it to him. I didn’t want to cum right away, rather I kind of just wanted him to use it in front of me again.

“You want me to hold it again?” I said.

“Bet,” he said, and threw it back to me. I was still lying on his bed so I just held it against my stomach.

“It looks like you have a pussy,” he said as he climbed up onto the bed, basically mounting me as he quickly shoved his dick into the toy. 

His balls and taint were rubbing against my dick as he started thrusting. He reached down and held one of my hips for balance, while my hands held the pocket pussy tightly against my body. He was looking down at me, his sweat beading up on his face and chest as he worked himself up.

I was past trying to not feel awkward about it. Every taboo weirdness about this day was only making me more excited, and I even started moving my body with his thrusts, pushing it back into him. His balls and taint rubbed roughly against my dick with each thrust, and I started to feel like I was going to cum again. But he suddenly stopped.

“You know there’s probably room for two in here,” he said.

It took me a second to realize he was talking about the toy.

“You think?” I asked, honestly unsure.

“I think so,” he said. He pulled his dick out and grabbed mine. He rubbed it for a second, making sure it was lubed, and the feeling of him rubbing me shot a tingle all the way up my body, almost making me cum. He pressed the toy onto my dick, and shifted his body to line himself up.

After a couple tries, he pressed the head of his dick inside the toy. It was so tight, I could feel his heart beat, or his dick throbbing, directly against my dick.

“Hold it here,” he said, letting go of the toy. I grabbed it immediately, holding it tightly as he pressed in further. The pressure on my dick was almost too stimulating.

“Fuck it feels good,” I said under my breath.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” he said, suddenly as breathless as I was.

“I can feel yours too,” I said, almost whimpering a bit. 

He pressed in all the way, and his dick popped out the end again, only this time I could feel every pump he made, every centimeter of movement. Just a couple thrusts in, I was about to cum. The pressure was so tight it was like it was cutting off circulation to my cock and also giving me the best sensation of my life. Felix’s muscular abs were tightening on top of me as he shared his new hobby with me. For a moment I was in a euphoric state of appreciation, even gratitude that he had let me in, introduced me to this, to his body. As much as the idea was unthinkable to me, I couldn’t deny that I was getting as turned on from him being in control as I was from the toy itself. 

Just before the pressure from his cock pushed me over the edge, he froze. I thought he was cumming, but after a second I realized something was up. He was looking down at our dicks in the toy, and I leaned up on my elbows to see what was going on, and I saw a big tear in the silicone in the base of the toy.

“It’s tearing,” he said. 

I just watched as he carefully tried to pull his dick out, but the pressure his massive dick was putting on this thing, in combination with my own shoved in there, proved to be too strong. The tear grew down the center of it, and suddenly it was torn, the whole internal plastic thing was useless. He picked it up and looked at the loose pieces of silicone hanging by a thread out of the hard shell of the tube, his face showing pure heartbreak. I felt so bad for him in the moment, I jumped straight for what I thought would help.

“It’s ok,” I said, “I gotchyu.”

I tried to offer him a smile as I grabbed his bare dick with my hand. The heat of it was surprising for some reason. It felt like it just came out of the oven. I rubbed the lubed up meat pole from base to tip, feeling the weight of it, the veins and his hardness. It was so stimulating to me to get to play with it myself. It was even more fun than fucking the toy. I put our dicks together and squished our lubed heads together, making them slip and slide in my hands. It was messy and turning me on so much I was over the edge quickly, letting my cum coat his dick and rubbing it in more. He didn’t fully recover from the shock of breaking his special toy, but he leaned into it and started humping my hand.

We weren’t just gooning with a new toy anymore, we were experimenting with how good I could make him feel. He jizzed in less than a minute with my cummy vice grip on him, and I let him squirt onto my abs as he released a deep exhale. 

As soon as he was done, his face sank again. “I can’t believe it’s broken, though,” he said, climbing off me and slipping into his desk chair again, pulling up some Youtube. 

We watched for five minutes or so, then he said, “I think I need a nap, see you later.”

It was my cue to go. I headed out, closing his door behind me. 

Over the next couple of days, I did my normal routine, mostly school, some hanging with friends, and I even saw Felix around the house a bit more, but he was mopey and depressed every time. Even Mom and Dad started to notice something was up, and they didn’t notice anything.

I caught him once on his way to the shower. He was naked in the hallway, which struck me as notable. 

“Hey,” I said, getting his attention. 

He turned and swung his giant dick around to look at me. I looked at his face to see if anything had changed, but he literally looked like he was going to cry. I had a flashback to when he was six and he broke his favorite little army man toy. He cried for hours. As the older one, I felt it was my job to fix this for him. I almost gave up before I got an idea. 

“Let’s hang out again,” I said, “just us.”

“Ok,” he said, his face giving nothing away as he turned back to his room.

When we got inside, I could see that he hadn’t stopped jerking it. He was still gooning all day, just missing his toy. When he sat down in his chair, I reached straight down to his cock and squeezed it, pouring some of his lube on it with my other hand and quickly amping him up.

Hi eyebrows raised, obviously not expecting a full servicing. But I could tell he liked it. He stared down at his giant cock getting serviced, and I almost saw the beginnings of a smile for a moment. 

Without speaking, he moved me over to his bed and climbed on top of me. I used both hands to jerk him off over my chest, aiming at my face as he humped toward me. It went on for several minutes, his steel hard pole throbbing in my hands as he grunted and moved his hands around my body looking for a good place to grip me for balance. It was definitely an improvement over jerking himself off, but it wasn’t like when he had the gooner toy.

I knew I needed to be a part of making him feel better, but handjobs weren’t going to cut it. I took another step, in the name of brotherly love.

“Here,” I said, flipping over as I stayed beneath him. I wiggled my ass a bit.

He paused for a second, processing my offer until he realized what I was saying. 

“Your ass?” he said, shocked.

“If you want,” I said, looking back at him over my shoulder. 

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Chapter 4: Making Him Happy

I knew I needed to be a part of making him feel better, but handjobs weren’t going to cut it. I took another step, in the name of brotherly love.

“Here,” I said, flipping over as I stayed beneath him. I wiggled my ass a bit.

He paused for a second, processing my offer until he realized what I was saying. 

“Your ass?” he said, shocked.

“If you want,” I said, looking back at him over my shoulder. 

Before I even finished the sentence, he was shifting to line himself up between my cheeks. He squirted a liberal amount of lube onto my ass and started to rub it in with his dick. He seemed like an excited boy on Christmas morning. I decided to let him do what he needed, even if it was going to be hard to make it work. 

As he started pressing into me, I braced myself and gripped the sheets. 

“Have you ever done anything like this before?” I asked tentatively. 

“Just with my friend Mason, the one who gave me the fleshlight.”

“What the fuck?” I said, “Did you put it in his ass?”

“Both holes, he likes to choke on it.”

“No way,” I said. I knew Mason, he seemed like a standard straight-laced kid. Preppy and ready for the Ivy League.

“Yeah, he’s a freak in secret,” Felix said as he started to actually probe my hole, making it expand slightly with the tip of his dick. “He lost his virginity freshman year to some guy. Total slut for cock.”

“I never would’ve known,” I said, my mind doing a flip, “about either of you.”

“I’m not gay,” he said quickly, “But a hole is a hole.”

“I can’t believe you never told me though,” I said, looking him in the eye.

“I would have if I knew you were gonna give me this.”

He started breathing hard and even moaning a little as he rubbed his lube-covered dick up and down my cheeks again, before finally pressing into my rectum. I tensed, then released. The most I had ever done was a finger up there in the shower, maybe two, but I was desperate to do something special for him, and this was what he needed. I leaned back as the head of his dick popped fully into me. 

The pressure was insane, way more than I expected. It was sharp, and my instincts told me to give up right there, but I wanted him to feel good. It made my fingers grip the sheets until they were white. He sensed my tension, and without speaking, just eased the head in and out, slowly stretching me. By the fifth or sixth time he popped it in, it was ok, and I relaxed again. 

I could sense a change in him immediately once he let it rest inside me. His whole body relaxed, even if his dick was invigorated. I could tell he was happy with his new toy. All was not lost. 

When he started to push an inch into me, it wasn’t as bad as when the head first popped in. He went slow and warmed me up. 

“Did Mason take it like this?” I asked. 

“He’s been putting objects up his ass and taking dick since Freshman year apparently, so it wasn’t hard for him with some warmup,” Felix said matter-of-factly as he rubbed the first inch of his dick in and out of me. I decided I wanted to see it. 

I scooted forward slowly to let his dick pop out of my ass, then flipped over. He shifted off me and I lifted my legs. 

“Here,” I said, “Do it like this.”

“But now I can see your dick,” he said, chuckling. 

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up and fuck me. I’m your fleshlight now.”

I saw his eyes light up and he jumped onto me quickly, grabbing my thighs and lining himself up again. Soon he was fucking me a couple more inches than before, and it was starting to feel not to bad. It waved from numbness to tingles, with only the occasional sharpness that made me flinch, and he would slow down and approach the depth again slowly. I breathed deeply and rubbed my dick intermittently. At some point, every time he pressed the bulbous head of his cock out of my hole and back in, it gave me a tingle. It was like the ridge of his dick head was doing something special to the hole itself. 

“I like that part,” I said, grabbing his dick when it was right at my entrance. I moved my body to make the head of it massage my anal ring. I could feel how much he was stretching me with that megalithic cock, and it started to turn me on even more. 

He started rubbing his thumbs around my hole, trying to find pleasure points as his cock stretched me out more and more. His enormous dick got thicker toward the middle, and once he was halfway inside me I learned how good anal sex can be. 

“Fuck I’m stretched so far,” I said between breaths, trying to feel how thick his dick was, but my fingers didn’t even wrap all the way around it. I started squeezing and stroking the bottom half of his shaft, feeling it tighten and pulse inside me with every movement of my hand. It was like I was an instrument and his cock was plucking my strings from the inside. 

“It feels really good,” I said, reaching for his hip to pull him in deeper. 

The whole time he had a happy zombie look on his face, just enjoying that something warm and wet was on his hole again. His mouth was open and he almost drooled onto me. I rubbed myself while he played with my hole. I was leaking pre-cum by now and wiping it off my dick with my abs. I wanted him to feel good, but I didn’t expect to like it this much myself. 

About an hour into the whole ordeal, he was finally fucking me properly. The medium pace thrusts were poking my insides and rhythmically hitting a spot inside me that felt like heaven. I had stopped touching myself, letting my pre-cum leak down my abs as I gripped his hip with one hand, feeling his body tense every time he pushed into me. The other hand wandered around his body, feeling his big balls, his ass, his abs. I even twisted his nipple a bit, which he seemed to like. 

“Are you gonna be my fleshlight from now on?” he asked me, half ironically as he upped the pace a little. It was like an attempt at dirty talk, and I was into it. 

“You can use my ass all you want if it feels like this,” I said. I was really lost in the moment. It felt like my cock had been edged for hours. I knew if I touched it at all I was going to cum. I didn’t want the moment to end. I just wanted him to have his toy back, and that was my job now. 

“I’m gonna,” he said, watching his cock continue to stretch out my now loosened hole. 

“Why don’t you fuck Mason every day then?”

“I did for a while, but he’s got some relationship now. That’s when he gave me the toy.”

“So the real reason comes out,” I said, grabbing both his hips. “You can fuck me harder if you want, I think.”

I pulled him into my slowly, until he was balls deep. He pushed his body into mine firmly, adding another inch of penetration into my insides. Every soft part of my internal organs was under pressure from his big pringles can. 

“Oh really?” he said with a smirk. 

“I think so,” I said. I honestly wasn’t sure. His dick looked enormous stretching me out, but I was only feeling numbness and pleasure, and after all the slow teasing, I felt like I wanted to see him go all out.

He started pressing in and out slightly faster, making a sound as his body clapped against mine. The bed beneath me started to squeak a little bit. I noticed it was dark out, and remembered spying on him through that window. I pictured someone watching us, as I felt the intense pressure of getting fucked by a giant cock for the first time, and it heightened the sensation even more. 

I looked back at Felix, his face was focused. 

“You’re such a good hole for me,” he said, burying his cock to the hilt, and slamming it in again a few times before pausing. “I love you, bro.”

My hands gripped his sides when he said that. He kept his eyes on his cock entering me while I watched his face.

“You too. You know I do.”

“I can always count on you,” he said, suddenly seeming sentimental, even while he increased the pace of his pounding on my ass.

“You can,” I said, bracing for the cock slamming. It started to burn a little, but I didn’t want to break his momentum. “You can count of me to be your tight fuck hole and get you off.”

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah, pound it out anytime you want to use me. I’m your gooner bait boy hole and your cum rag.” I didn’t even know where the words were coming from. This was the kind of shit I normally scrolled straight past if it popped up on my reddit feed, but I continued as he got even more rabid on my hole.

“You can empty your fat sperm tanks in me any time. Brothers help each other out.” I was getting suddenly out of breath with the increased energy of the situation as he started fucking me hard. I saw stars, a mix of pain and pleasure breaking my brain in half. I had no thought or sensation of anything in the world except Felix’s giant cock inside me, the tingles in my body, and his broad, masculine form as it looked down on me from above.

“Fuck my hole and cum inside me,” I breathed.

He made a noise like he was choking, and his face turned red as he suddenly stopped thrusting. It was like he was having a stroke. I saw him cum before, and this was different. He gave a few more quick thrusts, and froze again, fucking me intermittently. 

“I’m fucking cumming,” he said as he looked me in the eye, his face showing some bizarre mix of pain, worry, pleasure and excitement. He sucked in another breath and I started to feel him pulsing. 

“You’re cumming inside me,” I said grabbing his hips again for balance, making sure it all went inside me.

He grabbed my cock, not even stroking, just squeezing it with a death grip as he thrust sporadically for another full minute as I felt his load blast out of his shaft and into my body. He moved his thumb on my dick and I came. He aimed it upward at me, and my first shot hit me in the face. I coated my chest and abs as he finished shooting his last drops of cum into me. 

He breathed hard, holding himself inside me as I came to. The feeling in my ass was suddenly intense again. The post-nut sensation of basically a fist stretching my ass made me suddenly demanded urgent attention.

As if he read my mind, he slowly pulled it out. It took over thirty seconds as he meticulously pulled out of me, a centimeter at a time. I felt the burning retreat slowly, until he finally plopped out. I suddenly felt empty, even though I was sore. He rubbed his thumb around the tender ring of my hole, and I joined him, fingering myself a little, pulling out a glob of cum and playing with it between my fingers. 

“That was intense,” he said. 

“More for your collection,” I said, holding up my finger to show him the juice he had left inside me. 

“Our collection,” he said back. “The brothers mix.”