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"Richard, wake up Richard, I want you to fuck me again!" I said, shaking the well-built arms of my latest lover. "C'mon man, I need to have your big cock filling my hot ass-hole, I have to be fucked!" I said, my voice urgent with lust. "Oh please Richard" I begged, "wake up and fuck me again!" It had only been about an hour since the last time he pumped a huge load up my butt, and before that it had only been another hour, and before that I'd allowed him only 20 minutes to recuperate between very physical sexual bouts. "Aw Jesus, Dash" he finally said back to me "I need just a little bit of sleep. I've got a big board meeting this morning". "Take me with you. I'll let every one of them fuck my ass, and you can go last to show them how it's supposed to be done" I said. I leaned over and took his big cock into my mouth, knowing that he would react as he always did to that. Within a few moments he was hard as a rock and I was straddling his big straight-up fuck-pole, impaling my horny ass on it while he lay back on the pillow. Richard had a right to be exhausted. Hell, since I moved in with him a month or so ago we've hardly done anything but fuck. Six or seven times a night is not uncommon, and weekends are almost completely spent in bed. Richard always says I'm unable to get enough of his cock, and he's right about that. Truth is, I can't get enough cock---- period! I asked him again to forget the board meeting and to stay home with me instead, but he insisted that was not possible. "Well at least come home early this afternoon" I requested. "Sorry, I've got to meet with my partner and my brother over dinner. It'll be late tonight when I get back". "Bring them here. I'll fix dinner and then all three of you can fuck me!" "You're incorrigible!" he said. "You know we can't do that!" and I wondered if he had any idea that I'd already made it with his partner and his brother as well as over half of the account repre- sentatives in his successful advertising agency. All this in less than a month! He left for his damned board meeting and I went to the shower, using the special attachment that squirts water up my ass and holding it there for a bit before shooting it out with my well-trained ass muscles. Like most of my previous lovers I've been able to convince Richard that he was my first (just as I'd once convinced his partner . A doctor friend of mine (also an ex-lover) taught me these exercises to keep my ass-hole nice and firm and tight like it was when I was a fourteen year old virgin. That's about the latest age that I was still a virgin, but I won't get into details of that for fear of being censored. Who am I? My name is Dashiel Barrows Reed (my mother was a Dashiel Hammett fan) and I have a twin sister named Dorothy (Wizard of Oz fan as well). Growing up we were known as Dot and Dash. Pretty sick huh? I've led a pretty privileged life and (thanks to a huge trust fund set up by my grandfather) I will never have to work for a living. I'm always careful not to let people like Richard know that though. It's better that he think he's keeping me as his paid male whore than for him to know I don't need to be provided for. No, it's not Richard's financial help I need, it's his big hard cock. Unfortunately, I can see that he's starting to slow down, that he just can't keep up with my demand for dick up my butt. It's just a matter of time before I'll have to move on to something else. I got dressed and jumped into my car (the one that Richard bought for me) and drove over to my parents house thinking that maybe Julio would be there working in the garden. The guy doesn't speak a word of English, but he certainly knows how to fuck. Mother thinks it's because she's away from the house on Tuesday (Bridge Club) and that when she's gone Julio doesn't get much work done. Her presence or absence has nothing to do with his work ethic, No, it's just that when she's not there he spends most of the day with his huge uncut cock pounding my eager ass-hole. I approach the house and expect to see Julio's old Ford Econoline van, the one with the blankets in the back where I've sprawled out so many Tuesdays to take his cock up my butt. Once in the driveway I realize that he's not there. Shit, maybe mother has changed his day off to Tuesday so that she can keep better tabs on him when he is there to work. That would be a real bummer! I reached above the door jamb to find the spare key to the kitchen door and let myself in. I really didn't expect anyone to be home but needed to pick up something I knew was stored in the closet in what used to be my room. I went upstairs and opened the door without even imagining that there would be anyone there. "Oh shi-i-it!" I said, responding to a very inviting sight on the bed. It was my brother Matthew home from college earlier than he was expected. At age 20, Matt is four years younger than Dot and I, and for some unknown reason grandfather chose not to provide for him financially as he had for me. Matt attends a mid-sized Texas university where he's on a football scholarship. The sight of his naked frame sprawled out on the bed gives me an immediate hard-on, and I strip off my clothes and head for the bed. Matt's younger but bigger than me, also a lot hairier. He's laying naked on his belly which gives me a great view of his hairy butt. All that padding that football jocks wear looks great on my brother, but he's got a great ass without it. I've got a nice coating of hair on my chest and a line extending down to my belly but Matt's got some even on his broad back and shoulders. He's always been pretty well built, but as I stared at him there on the bed I thought he looked even more muscular than ever. I wanted him to roll over so I could see his cock (he's bigger than me there too) but he seemed pretty dead to the world. Perhaps he'd just gotten in the night before and was sleeping in late. If I were a considerate older brother I'd let him sleep. However, since I'm an extremely horny older brother, anxious to have my butt filled with Matt's big cock I decide to wake him up. Working my tongue over the surface of his hairy buns I sense that he's gradually waking up. He rolled over and presented me with a view of his cock which looked bigger than I last saw it as well. I couldn't think of a better way to be woken up than having my cock sucked so I figured Matt would dig it too. I touched my tongue to the tip of his huge cock-head and swirled around it for a moment before gobbling down the first few fat inches of his manhood. In his sleep he smiled and moaned, and I couldn't help but wonder what kind of dream he was having as I started sucking his cock before he woke up. "What the...." he said suddenly as he roused from his deep sleep. Once he realized who was sucking his cock he said "Oh hi Dash, how'd you know I was home?" "I don't know man. I just woke up this morning and felt like I needed to be fucked and had a feeling that your big cock was here for me. What do you say brother, are you "up" for it?" I asked. "Yeah sure, always!" he replied, adding that he needed to take a piss first. "No, fuck me first, then you can piss all over me if you want. I can't wait Matt, fuck me now!" "Oh yeah brother, you're the best! Nobody fucks me like you do!" I shouted out as he pistoned in and out of me like he was doing push-ups for athletic training. "Fuck my tight hole with your big jock-cock!" I grunted, arching my back to drive his big pole deeper up my chute. "Goddamn brother, you get better every time we do this!" I said. Matt turned eighteen the day of his high school graduation and as a combination gift I let him fuck me that day for the first time. Hell, it was more of a present for me than it was for him, but he didn't seem to catch on. As I'd promised, I let him piss all over me once he'd pumped what felt like a bucket-load of come up my butt. He stood over me as I lay on my back on his bed, my mouth wide open to catch the stream of golden liquid that he sprayed all over me, my face, my chest and all over his bed. After that we climbed into the shower where he again fucked me, this time with my hands up against the hard tile walls of the shower enclosure. We'd managed to strip off his sheets and mattress cover before they became totally soaked, and once we got out of the shower we returned to his water- bed and fucked again. By noon he'd come half a dozen times up my hot, tight ass-hole and I was ready to go again. unfortunately, he'd come home a day early because he was scheduled to help out with a junior high football camp at the local school. I told him how jealous I would be of all those young guys at the camp, wanting to spend the day with his hunky, hairy and muscular body all by myself. I teased that one of those young "tight ends" may be just the thing for him. "No way big brother, not when I've got you to fuck!" he said, and I talked him into one more quick one before he left. On his way out the door Matt suddenly recalled that he'd promised to drop something by Dot's place on his way to practice. After fucking me that last time he was already going to be late, so I told him I'd make the delivery. "What's a twin brother for?" I asked him, but upon my arrival at Dot's place I discovered that I'd once again done myself a bigger favor than anyone else. You see, my twin sister wasn't home, but her often unemployed husband was. He barely got the front door of their place closed before we were tugging at one another's clothing. It's a good thing my grandfather hadn't provided for her financial security as he had mine because I have no doubt in the world that he would have found some way to return from the grave to take back the money when she married Roman. Oh, it's not his lack of ambition or inability to hold a job that granddad would have objected to. Even the fact that the guy had 3 illegitimate children by three different women could be overlooked. No, there was only one thing that could not be ignored in my sister's husband -- the fact that he was black. Roman pretty much epitomizes every stereotype of the black male. Kissing my brother-in-law on the fat lips is quite an adventure, not to mention tracing my hot, moist tongue all over his velvety smooth black skin. Everything else though takes a back seat when his pants are off for my sister's husband has about the biggest cock I've ever seen. What a stroke of luck that he'd just lost a job the day before and was home in order to accept what I had to deliver to him, namely my hot eager ass-hole. If Roman noticed that my hole was full of Matt's spunk he didn't mention it. I'm certain that's the only way I was able to take him without a good deal of lubrication. Once he got me opened up though, I was ready for him to fuck me over and over and over and that's just what my big black brother-in-law did. When Dot came into the house Roman had barely gotten his clothes back on and I was still in the john shitting out the gallon or so of spunk that he'd pumped into me. She didn't have a clue that we'd been fucking all afternoon but she did appreciate my bringing the stuff from mother over. "I don't suppose you're going back over to the folks house for dinner or something Dash?" she said, hinting that she had a return delivery of her own. I got to thinking that perhaps Matt would be done with his little tykes football camp and would be ready for another round of "fuck the brother". I certainly was! I remember thinking on the way over that I might have been too early for Julio. Perhaps he'd decided to wait until later in the day to work on this particular week, until the weather was cooler. As I rounded the corner to the house I saw not Julio's van, but another familiar vehicle. The vanity license plate on back of the Mercedes left no doubt as to who was there. My only hope was that mother would still be out with her bridge club friends working on the late afternoon 6-martini lunch that ended each of their weekly games. "Hey Dash" I heard his familiar voice call as I walked past the study. It had been grandfather's very private room and even though the old guy has been dead for years it's still a tradition that no one is allowed in there (other than Margaret who cleans the room once per week). "Join me for a drink?" he asked, and I said that Margaret would be pissed if she knew we were in there. "Then fuck Margaret!" he said, and I asked what he'd say if I were pissed about him being there. "Then I'd say 'fuck you' too!" he said as he gulped down one scotch and poured himself another. "That's exactly what I hoped you'd say" I told him, making it clear that I was most receptive to his comment. "What's the matter, you didn't get enough of your brother's cock this morning?" he asked, and I pretended not to know that Matt was even home yet. "Besides" I insisted "even if I had ever fucked Matt there's no way he could compete with you". "You were the first (okay I lied) and you'll always be the best!" (possibly not a lie) I insisted. Now I was glad I'd taken the time to dump Roman's big load out of my ass before leaving their place. Not that he'd be able to tell it was my brother-in- law's spunk (it's not chocolate or anything) but it might be hard to convince him that I really needed to be fucked if he suspected I'd already done it that day. Jesus, if he only knew just HOW many times I'd already been fucked that day! By then I'd lost count. "I want you to fuck me right here, right on top of the old man's desk!" I said, adding that I'd love to have Margaret have to scrape up dried-up come puddles from the highly polished surface of old Ethan Reed's huge desk. "Play with it first, finger my ass-hole before you ram your big dick into it" I asked, and he did just that, first moistening the tight hole with his tongue before wiggling one (then two, then three) fingers up the puckered opening. All of the normal trappings on the desk -- the paperweight, the gold name plate, the autographed Babe Ruth baseball were thrown to the floor as he splayed my naked body over the surface. "Oh yeah, I love your tongue up my ass but I really want you to fuck me, and fuck me like you've never fucked me before" I begged. He's almost as long as Roman, and from the way he feels up my tight hole I think he might be a tiny bit thicker than my black brother-in-law. Not as hairy as Matt, he's got about the same amount of body hair as I do. The thing he can do better than any guy I've ever had fuck me is that he pulls his huge hard cock completely out of me and then pounds it back in without ever missing his target. The other great thing about him is that (I think it's because he's older....late 40's) he can go an incredibly long time before coming. I'll bet we rocked back and forth there on granddad's desk for an hour before he blew his first load up my butt. By then I'd already splattered a couple of loads onto his body and over the top of the desk. We did it in every imaginable position (and a few that are hard to imagine) there on the desk and when we finally quit the whole top of it was soaking wet with cum and sweat and whatever other body juices can come from two hot men. Margaret was going to SHIT! "Fuck Margaret" he said. "No, fuck me!" I countered, and he did so again. Eventually we moved up to what used to be Dot's room in the house. Now it's sort of a storage area. I guess he just couldn't fuck me in his own bedroom, the one where he'd conceived me twenty- five years ago. "I thought you had a meeting with your partner" I said, then realized I was tipping my hand to him...."I mean mom mentioned you had some kind of meeting with Richard and his brother this afternoon". "Yeah, we were supposed to, but I Richard canceled it. I think he's got some hot new lover. The guy can hardly concentrate on work lately, plus he's always worn out. Maybe you ought to show my business partner how to go at it for hours without ever seeming to get enough. "Shit Dash, I don't know how you do it!" my father said, and I told him it was just a gift. "Maybe it's hereditary, maybe Matt's got it too?" I suggested, and he laughed. "Nah, all that kid cares about it his damned football career. He and I will never have the special something that you and I have Dash. I guess it's because I was the first to fuck you huh?" "Yeah dad, that's it!" I said, somewhat guilty in the knowledge that he was about the one thousand and first to actually fuck me. Still, I have to admit that he's about the best of all. "Oh-oh, I hear your mother's car pulling into the garage. You want to stay for dinner?" he asked and I said I'd have trouble concentrating if I were to sit across the table from him. "Yeah, I know what you mean" he shot back. I'd never met Richard's brother Paul before that night. He turned out to be quite interesting, with so fucking much thick body hair that he looked like he was wearing a fur coat. The two of them took turns fucking me all night long, one would rest while the other fucked and then vice-versa. Me, I never needed a rest. To the contrary, getting fucked by the Roberts brothers was almost as good as getting it from my brother Matt, my brother-in-law Roman and my big-dicked dad. Eventually I'm sure that my dad will figure out that I am Richard's new love interest, or maybe our affair will fizzle out before then. Still, I have to admit that the presence of Richard's hairy bear of a brother has considerably pepped things up. As I lay in the middle between them, with Richard's cock up my butt and Paul sitting his hairy ass on my face I calculated just how many times that day I'd been fucked-At least I tried to!