Part 8 - And Then There Were Two | Fourplay

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

Recap: As Ryan rode Drew’s face and came hands-free, his load dripped down Drew’s abs, mixing with sweat until Cody added his own orgasm to the mess. Drew stayed rock hard through it all, tongue buried in Ryan's hole while Brad worshipped his pit like he couldn’t get enough. When Ryan and Cody finally collapsed to catch their breath, Drew was still throbbing, Brad was still glued to him, and the tension between the two muscle jocks made it obvious they were about to take things even further.

Part 7 ended with Brad and Drew locking eyes, a silent challenge passing between them. The room went quiet for a beat, all of them knowing they were about to watch these two muscle hunks finally give in and cross that last filthy line.

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(Cody's POV)

Brad gave Drew a lazy grin, one hand still resting on his thick thigh. “I mean… I don't mind getting sucked off by a guy who apparently has more muscles than me,” he said, eyes dropping to Drew’s shredded abs, then flicking back to his face.

Drew let out a short, amused laugh.. “Ryan here keeps calling me a pro cock sucker. I’ve only sucked his dick, but hey… I don’t mind helping a bro out either.”

Brad raised his brows. “So how do we…”

Drew cut him off, flashing a cocky smirk as he slapped his thick cock against his palm with a wet smack. “Move, boys,” he said, glancing between us. “Off the bed.” His grin widened, pure filth. “Let us show you how to make a bro cum… hot jock edition.”

Drew shifted up onto his knees, his cock standing hard and shiny, and slapped it once more in his hand like he was teasing Brad with it. “C’mon,” he murmured, nodding toward Brad with a low growl. “Time to show them how it’s done.”

I got up, still a little breathless, my thighs slick with sweat and cum. Ryan followed, and we stood side by side near the edge of the bed, watching as Drew and Brad started shifting their huge muscly bodies around.

Brad laid back toward the foot of the bed, planting his shoulders near the edge and swinging his legs up, spreading them a little. Drew moved his face between Brad's legs, his hands firm on his thighs, guiding him into place. Then, smoothly, Drew bent forward while swinging his own hips around; positioning his big, veiny cock right over Brad’s face.

Brad’s hands came up instinctively, wrapping around Drew’s waist as he opened his mouth. Meanwhile, Drew had already leaned in, mouth sealing over Brad’s leaking tip with a grunt.

It was pure chaos from there.

Their bodies were stacked in opposite directions, both of them on their sides but twisted just enough to stay locked on each other. Brad had one hand gripping Drew’s ass, pulling him closer, while the other held his heavy cock steady as he sucked. Drew’s back muscles rippled with every motion, and the sound of their mouths; wet, eager..was insane.

I reached down and gave Brad’s ass a firm squeeze. “Look at you,” I teased. “Getting sucked off by a guy while deepthroating him? You’re turning into the perfect little cock addict.”

He clenched tighter under my hand, maybe from the squeeze or from how Drew’s mouth was working his cock. I groaned, squeezing again. “I can’t believe we’ve been making porn vids this long and still haven’t filmed a 69 like this.”

Brad let out a muffled moan through Drew’s cock, his throat vibrating around it, and fuck, it was hot enough to make my cock twitch.

Ryan laughed from beside me. “Jesus. I’d jerk off to this on repeat. You two gagging on each other’s cocks? Fuck. I can’t believe I hadn’t seen your vids before tonight.”

Drew started to lift off Brad’s cock, maybe to say something, but Ryan stepped closer, pressing a hand to the back of his head and pushing him down again. “C’mon Drew, don’t stop. Brad’s clenching his ass so tight. You two better blow in each other’s mouths like champs.”

Drew groaned low and guttural, the sound vibrating right into Brad’s cock, then pushed deeper, his throat flexing. Ryan smirked, holding him steady. “There you go,” he said, voice dripping with approval.

I laughed, shaking my head. “Bro, he’s going to take revenge for this. You know he’s gonna fuck you stupid when you’re back home.”

Ryan glanced at me, grin sharp and filthy. “Oh,” he said, eyes gleaming. “I’m counting on it.”

Brad pulled off for a second, lips shiny. “Fuckkk… dude’s good,” he panted, then went right back in, slurping with full commitment.

They were lost in it; moaning, bobbing, fingers gripping flesh. The bed creaked under the weight of two jacked dudes hungrily going down on each other like they were starving. Drew’s balls slapped gently against Brad’s chin with every thrust of his hips, and Brad didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, he opened wider.

I sat down beside them, stroking myself slowly, still watching in disbelief. “I can't believe this is Jason's straight brother” I muttered to Ryan.

Ryan laughed, sliding an arm around my shoulder. “Bro, now he’s balls-deep in your boyfriend friend’s throat while getting his cock slobbered on. I think the closet door’s officially off the hinges.”

“Shattered,” I added.

Brad was grunting louder now, one hand digging into Drew’s ass, the other jerking Drew’s cock as he sucked. Drew’s back arched suddenly, mouth pulling off with a wet gasp. “F-fuck...I’m close,” he hissed.

Brad didn’t stop. If anything, he sped up.

Ryan whispered, “You think they’ll finish at the same time?”

“I’d bet my left nut,” I said.

And I was right.

With a choked groan, Drew’s hips bucked forward. “Fuckkk...fffuccck Brad--” he growled, and his whole body tensed as he exploded down Brad’s throat.

Brad’s muffled moan came just seconds later, and his legs jerked as cum pulsed up into Drew’s mouth. Drew didn’t flinch. Just swallowed, face buried, his body still trembling from his own release.

They collapsed in a sweaty tangle, still breathing hard, heads resting against each other’s thighs.

I heard a wet gulping sound from Brad’s throat and raised an eyebrow. “Fuck… Drew, did you just cum a whole river down my boyfriend’s throat? Holy shit.”

Drew laughed, low and smug. “That’s what happens when you rail two holes and then let an eager throat finish you off. He milked every last drop out of me.”

Brad pulled off slowly, wiped the corner of his mouth and blinked up at us with cum-covered lips. “It’s called spotting a bro,” he muttered, grinning.

I groaned and flopped onto the bed beside Drew, my head landing somewhere near Brad's thigh. “You guys are animals.”

Ryan dropped down on the other side of Drew, cheek pressed to his chest. “My dick looks satisfied. My ass feels so wet from Drew's saliva. My back is sore from arching. I’ve never been happier.”

“Same,” I muttered, eyes fluttering shut for a second as Brad crawled in behind me. “This bed wasn’t made for four, but I don’t care if I sleep hanging off the edge. I’m not moving.”

All of us ended up sprawled and tangled, warm and flushed, limbs overlapping, bodies sticky and close. Brad curled up against me, one arm slung over my waist. Ryan was practically on top of Drew, head on his shoulder. Drew just lay there smug, both arms back behind his head again like he’d conquered the whole room.

We were silent for a minute. Just breathing. Still catching up.

Then Brad chuckled. “Well. We can safely say that this collab was much and I mean much hotter than the one with Jason.”

All four of us burst out laughing. No one said a word, but we were all thinking it. Jason was going to be so jealous. This fuck was chaos; heat; filthy and the perfect revenge.

I wiped at my mouth and leaned over Brad’s chest, grinning. “I love a good jealousy fuck. This one’s definitely going in the books.”

Ryan let out a breathy laugh and turned to Drew, giving him a quick kiss on the mouth, lazy and full of post-nut softness. “Your brother’s gonna have a field day with this one.”

Drew just smirked and clicked a photo on Ryan’s phone; four exhausted guys sprawled across the bed, sweaty and bare-assed, bodies tangled like some kind of homoerotic boyband poster gone wrong.

“You don’t mess with me,” Ryan said under his breath, eyes on the screen. “He watches us fuck in the gym, then has the audacity to question me when his hot brother rails me like this?... even though he broke up with me”

“I say we send him the pic,” I joked. “Group caption: Guess who topped who tonight.”

Brad snorted. “Bro. He’d explode.”

“We just did,” Drew said, voice rough and cocky, “and I’m still hard.”

The room groaned, all of us laughing again and just like that, the chapter closed with bodies pressed close, skin still warm, and Drew’s filthy mouth making promises none of us had the energy to fulfill just yet.

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Alright, you filthy animals, that’s the end of this chaotic four-man pile-up. Hope your brains (and balls) survived it.

My Ex's Brother Drew continues with Episode 20.
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