'Shall we go into the bedroom?' offered Peter, taking a nervous step backwards.
'No, we'll stay here,' Jay replied with quiet authority. A little thrill ran through Peter -- he was by no means submissive, but he was intrigued by how Jay had taken control of the situation.
The next moment the swelling head of his cock was enveloped in Kip's hot mouth. The smooth, firm pressure seemed to bring him to full erection instantly, and letting out a little moan, he felt Kip sink forward on his shaft until the head butted gently against the back of Kip's throat. Without moving much, Kip set up a delicious, slow milking motion, increasing and releasing the pressure rhythmically, so that Peter thought he might blow in that first wave of pleasure.
Peter realised he had closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation; opening them, he looked down at Kip savouring his cock. Smiling around the thick shaft, he accommodated its girth with no problem. As Peter looked down, the boy's eyes drifted lazily open. Meeting Peter's gaze he withdrew slowly from his stiff tool, maintaining the suction until the head popped out of his mouth with a smack. With a cheeky smile, he extended his tongue and, gripping the shaft with one hand, licked the tip delicately, taking a string of precum and then plunging his tongue into the slit to hungrily suck it down.
'I think Kip likes your dick,' said the other with a wry grin. Peter had forgotten he was there for a moment, so entranced by the exquisite blowjob he was receiving. He was about to move towards Jay, but was checked by Kip sinking back onto his cock. Involuntarily, he let out another little moan.
'It's kind of warm in here,' said Jay, though he seemed perfectly cool. Peter realised that he himself was sweating, even though he was naked. Jay casually began to undress, shrugging off his tight t-shirt and dropping his running shorts; he pulled these over his sneakers and put them in a neat pile with the shirt. he had the same lightly tanned skin as his brother. A few inches shorter, he was also little broader than his brother, though not stocky. Peter feasted his eyes on his finely-muscled upper body, the full pecs and the tapering torso. He had caught a side glimpse of Jay's round ass but his gaze was drawn irresistibly to his erection, which had sprung out of Jay's shorts as if it had a life of its own. Peter noted the slight upward curve, the loose foreskin drawing back from the pink head, the light patch of hair above it that mirrored the colour of the fuzz on his chest. Peter realised that he was slowly humping Kip's mouth and was gripping his shoulders while Jay, as if unaware of his presence, stretched and shook out his muscles like an athlete preparing for a race.
Then, turning, he allowed Peter a view of his finely-shaped behind. 'Come here,' he threw over his shoulder, and hunched down, bending his knees and thrusting out his butt towards Peter. Reaching back with both hands, he pulled apart his firm, round cheeks, exposing a shaved crack and a sweet, pink hole. Almost before he knew it, Peter was on his knees, his face buried between the two mounds of flesh. He heard Jay let out a little gasp as his tongue made first contact, felt him stiffen and then relax. He began probing the pink hole with his tongue and reached around to grip the stiff cock. Before he could reach it, Jay spun around quickly so that it bobbed in front of his face. Kip reached over Peter's shoulder and guided it deftly into his waiting mouth. While Peter set to work, he heard Kip behind him grab something from his bag and then return his attention to his cock, stroking it from behind. Under his firm touch, the slit continued to weep precum which Jay carefully wiped off with a finger and stuck in his mouth before rolling a condom down the shaft.
'Stand up,' said Jay turning around once more and thrusting out his ass. Peter felt Kip press against him from behind. Kip had clearly stripped off at some point, and Peter felt his hard dick slot in between his thighs Gripping Peter's rubbered shaft, he squeezed some lube onto it from a small tube and then lined it up with Jay's pink target. The sensation of sliding into Jay while sandwiched between two beautiful young men took his breath away. Peter felt Jay's ass yield to his cock and envelop it. In one movement, he sank in to the hilt, and again felt like he might blow his load right away. He began thrusting into Jay's tight hole while Kip stroked his back and sides from behind. After a while Kip broke away and dropped to his knees. Gripping Peter's ass checks, he plunged his tongue into Peter's crack, and Peter felt an electric shock run through him as Kip's tongue made contact with his hole. Kip began feasting on his ass with the same enthusiasm he had shown towards his cock, while Jay rolled his hips back onto Peter's cock with every stroke, deepening the sensation.
After a few moments, Kip and Jay pulled away from Peter; they both men urged him to lean forward and bend his knees, the same position Jay had adopted. Peter caught sight of Kip's stiff cock, pointing straight towards his face and, inevitably, moved to take it in his mouth. Kip caught his head and held it firmly as the tip of his cock entered Peter's mouth. Peter ran his tongue over the head while Kip stroked his close-cropped hair. He slowly slid the shaft until Peter gagged, and then slowly took it all the way out again. In spite of his tearing eyes, Peter pitched forward compulsively to regain it. Kip teased him for a few moments, rubbing the tip across his lips, but eventually gave it back to him, setting up a slow, steady pumping rhythm. Meanwhile, Jay had slipped on a condom and positioned his cock to penetrate Peter's hole; the blunt head butted insistently against it and while Kip continues to fill his mouth, and Peter felt it slide in bit by bit, a little further which each rolling thrust until it was buried all the way in. They coordinated their strokes and gripped him by the shoulders and hips, holding him in place while they used his mouth and ass.
After a while they pulled out, making Peter cry out in protest. Quickly they rolled him over onto his back, Jay flipped his legs up and then skewered him again, while Kip crammed his mouth and pinned his arms down with his calves. Their hands roamed his muscled torso, twisting his nipples, rubbing his beefy thighs. Their rhythm became faster, more insistent. Peter found himself making a low growling sound in his throat, alive to every nuance of the pleasure their movements were giving him. Without slackening their pace, their lips came together over him in a lingering kiss and then they began slamming into him with even greater force. Both pulled out again, Jay tearing off the condom, and unleashed twin torrents onto his chest and belly. The shock of the withdrawal, the sensation of their semen spattering onto his torso, the fierce satisfaction on their faces as they emptied themselves onto him, while he lay there -- his own cock, stiff as a board, slapped against his belly unheeded. He felt so overpowered that his own orgasm would have seemed an anticlimax. He lay gasping for breath, his eyes closed, dimly aware that they had gotten up and were moving around the apartment. He savoured the exhilaration, the sense of having been mastered by these two young men.
When he opened his eyes, they had dressed again and Kip had retrieved his bag. Still drenched in their fluid, moving to get up, Peter blurted out, 'You're leaving? When -- can I see you again?' He was checked by Kip who leaned over him, scooped up some of the fluid pooled on his belly with the side of his hand and smeared it down his face. Peter's tongue shot out instinctively to taste it. As Kip stood up and moved to the door, Jay fixed his gaze on Peter, still on the floor and his eyes met Peter's own, both pairs the same shade of grey. 'Don't worry. You'll be seeing a lot of us from now on...Dad.'
