Easter Wank With Bro – Chapter 3

Our naturally similar bodies were sweaty, shirts off. The sun was relentless, beating down on the picnic blanket where Cody and I lounged, surrounded by the familiar chaos of our extended family. The laughter of cousins playing frisbee, and the smell of grilled burgers filled the air. But as I leaned back on my elbows, the heat wasn’t just from the sun. Cody’s leg brushed against mine, his tanned skin glistening with sweat, and I could feel the tension between us bubbling just beneath the surface. His grin was mischievous, his eyes locking onto mine with that same electric intensity that had been driving me crazy for days.

“Relax,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear. His hand slid casually to my thigh, his fingers squeezing just enough to make my breath hitch. My heart pounded, a mix of nerves and something else—something I wasn’t ready to name. I glanced around, but no one was paying attention to us. The frisbee game was in full swing, and the older uncles were deep in a debate about politics. We were invisible, but I couldn't shake the nerves. But I also kind of... liked it... somehow.

Cody’s hand moved higher, his touch bold, and I couldn’t help but let out a soft groan, my cock swelling in my shorts, and my face showing fear. His grin widened, and he leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. “You think too much.”

I wanted to argue, to push him away, but my body had other ideas. It responded to him like it was on autopilot, the heat between us impossible to ignore. His fingers traced the outline of my cock through my shorts, and I felt my cheeks flush, my heart racing. This was insane. We were outside, surrounded by family, and here he was, teasing me like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Cody’s hand moved to his own shorts, and for a moment, I thought he was going to stop. But then he unzipped them, his cock springing free, thick and hard, catching the sunlight. We were partially obscured by the bushes, but not enough to quell the fear running through my body. My mouth went dry, my eyes glued to it as he started stroking himself, slow and deliberate. The now familiar pang in my stomach reminded me I was jealous that he was bigger than me, even though I was older. Hell, he was bigger than most guys. Enormous even. I could feel my own cock throbbing in response, the inhibition slowly melting away from me.

“Your turn,” he whispered, his voice dripping with mischief. His hand reached for my shorts, and before I could stop him, he had them open, my cock freed into the warm air. His hands wrapped around both of us, his grip firm, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips. The sensation was overwhelming, the friction sending sparks through my body.

I glanced around again, my heart pounding, but still, no one was looking. We were hidden in plain sight. The thought sent a jolt of excitement through me, my cock twitching in his hand. Cody’s strokes grew faster, more urgent, and I could feel my release building, the heat coiling tight in my stomach.

“Cody—” I started, but he cut me off with a growl, his lips crashing against mine. His kiss was hungry, demanding, and I couldn’t do anything but respond, my body moving on its own. His hand worked us together, the sensation almost too much to take.

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“Fuck,” he breathed, his body trembling as my orgasm hit me hard, his first release spilling over his hand and onto the blanket. I instinctively leaned down to put my mouth on it, soaking his juices onto my tongue, and getting a squirt on my face too. He kept stroking me, and I wasn’t far behind, his cum mixing with mine on my face when he aimed my cock right at it. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath ragged.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies still trembling from the aftershocks of what just happened. The public nature of our nut today had changed things. Cody let out a low laugh, his chest rising and falling as he lay beside me. I stared up at the sky, my mind racing. What the hell were we doing?

But before I could process it, I noticed something. A few feet away across the bushes, two of our cousins—Ethan and Liam—were watching us, their eyes wide and their faces flushed. They quickly looked away, pretending to be focused on the frisbee game, but I could see the sly grins on their faces. They were closer than we realized–they’d seen us.

My cheeks burned, but Cody just laughed, smirking at them. “Relax, dude. What's the worst that could happen?”

We didn't know how portentous that question would turn out to be.

I didn’t know what to say. My heart was still pounding, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. But Cody was right. No one said anything, no one seemed to notice us, or else they didn't care. Was I living in an alternate universe? Had the taboo just been in my head? It was like we were in our own little bubble, separated from the rest of the world by some unspoken understanding.

Later, as the sun began to set, I found myself in the bathroom, washing my hands at the sink. The door opened, and Ethan and Liam walked in, their faces lighting up when they saw me. Ethan, the older of the two, leaned against the sink, his arms crossed over his chest, while Liam leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets.

“So,” Ethan said, smirking, “We all have the family dick, apparently.”

I froze, my heart skipping a beat. I knew that they knew, but what the hell did he mean?

Liam chuckled, his cheeks flushing as he looked at me. He face showed a mix of adventurousness and nervousness. “You should be on your knees right here.”

My mind raced, my body responding before I could think. I glanced at them, their cocks already tenting their shorts, and I felt my mouth go dry. This was insane. But the excitement building inside me was impossible to ignore.

“Can I service both of you?” I asked, my voice trembling.

Ethan grinned, stepping closer. “We were hoping you’d ask.”

Liam’s grin widened, and he moved to stand beside his natural lookalike. “We’re both straight-leaning, but we lost our virginities to each other.”

My heart pounded, my cock throbbing in my shorts as I dropped to my knees, the tile cold against my skin. Ethan and Liam unzipped their shorts, their cocks springing free, thick and hard. I hesitated for a moment, but then Ethan’s hand was in my hair, guiding my mouth to his cock.

“Relax,” he murmured, his voice low. “Just let it happen.”

And I did. I let go, surrendering to the heat, to the way his cock filled my mouth, to the way Liam’s hands gripped my shoulders. The sensation was overwhelming, the taste of them heavy on my tongue, and I could feel the heat building inside me, threatening to take over. I didn't even know why I was doing this. I never looked at them that way before. But I felt myself unable to say no when propositioned, even if it was a cultural taboo. It was exciting. Suddenly, Liam started to cum in my mouth. I gagged, and his last shot of jizz coated my cheek.

Ethan’s thrusts grew faster, more urgent, and I could feel my orgasm building, the heat coiling tight in my stomach. Just then, the door creaked open, and Cody walked in. His eyes widened as he took in the scene—me on my knees, Ethan’s cock still in my mouth, Liam’s cum dripping down my face. His jaw tightened, and I could see the jealousy flashing in his eyes. He wanted me to himself, I realized. Without a word, he stepped forward, his presence commanding the room.

“What the fuck?” Cody growled, his voice containing a hint of danger. He grabbed my arm, yanking me to my feet. His grip was firm, almost painful, and I could feel the anger radiating off him.

“Cody, I—” I started, but he cut me off with a sharp glare.

“Don’t,” he snapped, his eyes locking onto mine. He turned to Ethan and Liam, his expression dark. “Get out.”

Ethan and Liam exchanged a glance, smirking. They chuckled, and Ethan said no. They left their hard dicks out, hovering in the air, as Liam walked over to the door and locked it. They watched as Cody’s grip on my arm tightened, and he pushed me against the sink, his body pressing into mine.

“Mine,” he growled. His hands were rough as he stripped off my clothes, his touch demanding. I could feel the heat of his anger, the jealousy driving him, and I couldn’t help but respond. My body betrayed me, my cock hardening again as he pinned me against the sink.

He didn’t waste any time. His hand wrapped around my cock, his strokes rough and punishing, his eyes blazing with intensity. I could feel my orgasm building again, but he didn’t let me finish. Instead, he dropped to his knees, his mouth taking me in, his tongue teasing the sensitive tip.

“Cody—” I gasped, my hands gripping the edge of the sink as he worked me over with his mouth. His hand reached up, his fingers tracing the cum still on my face, and I could feel the possessive need in his touch.

Liam and Ethan approached on either side of me. Now Cody was the one on his knees in front of three big dicks.

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He pulled back, his eyes locking onto mine. “You’re mine,” he said again, his voice softer now, but no less commanding. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. “But if you want to share, maybe I can learn to enjoy it too.”

And with that, he pushed me to my knees, his cock springing free. I knew what he wanted, and as I took him in my mouth, I could feel the shift in him, the possessive anger giving way to something else—something darker, more primal. This was more natural, for both of us. I was better on my knees, and he was a natural humper, stuffing my mouth to relieve the tension in his cock. I serviced all three of them, wondering when I was going to get some more loads.

“Fuck,” Ethan breathed, his grip tightening in my hair as he came, his release spilling down my throat. Cody wasn’t far behind, his cum hitting my face as he groaned, his body trembling.

I stayed like that for a moment, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of what just happened. Ethan and Liam grinned down at me, while Cody watched me darkly, all their faces flushed and their cocks still hard.

“Good job,” Ethan said, his voice dripping with mischief.

Liam chuckled, his hand reaching down to help me up. “You’re welcome.”

I stood, my legs shaky, and looked at them, my heart pounding. What the hell had I just done? But the excitement burning inside me was impossible to ignore.

“So…” I started, my voice trembling. “What now?”

Ethan grinned, his eyes locking onto mine. “Now we go back to the picnic.”

Liam chuckled, his hand on my shoulder. “And we don’t say a word.”

But as we walked back to the picnic, I couldn’t get my mind off their bodies. I didn't even think about how weird this was. What Grandma would think. I really did think too much.