"I'm not going after you," Mo said, spitting on the streetcobbles in front of his brother to highlight his disgust.
"And I'm not going to pay another hooker for you, so tough luck, shithead," Radouan said grinning. He pushed Mo in his back towards the front door and his younger brother sighed as he opened it.
It was nice and cool inside. The hot summer air hadn't entered yet. It was an average house. They moved upstairs to the designated room. In there walls were cliché red and there was very little decoration, Mo noticed. On the ground lay a fur carpet and the single-person sized bed in the corner didn't look like much. But what lay on top of it was quite mesmerizing.
Mo had never liked women the way his brothers had. All day and night they talked about pussy and tits and suckling on them both. Every women they saw was three holes on legs to them. Mo did like women, not all of them, but plenty for sure. But he didn't see them as holes to stick his dick in. He liked looking into their eyes and feeling a connection. That would get his dick harder than anything. It was to his shame, the same counted for some men. It was this reason he never acted on sexual advances by anyone. Too ashamed he might get hard or not at the wrong time.
That's how Mo found himself in a normal house in an average street but in a room that was designed for sex work. Surely, Rad had tried to take him to lose his virginity countless times since he was old enough to get hard. But Mo always put it off until he was now. He was 23 and he had found out who Rad was frequently visiting.
Her name was Christine. And as she was laying on the bed, Mo fell instantly in love. She had long black hair, spread out over her dark brown shoulders and chest. Two perfectly round boobs filled a sexy bra and a thin waste led to a black thong, tightly wrapped around a perfectly fat ass. Two shiny black heels encapsulated her long, hairless legs. But best of all were her deep, dark brown eyes, staring with a lustful hunger right back at the two men who walked in.
"You're late," a deep but whiny voice said as the women flipped her hair and got on her stomach.
"Brought a present for you," Rad said teasingly, as if he wanted to persuade her into giving it up for free by showing off Mo. Mo was what all his guy friends called 'a pretty boy'. He too had sparkling brown eyes and his thin but muscular physique always made an impression, even though Mo hated he couldn't get as big as his fitness freak brothers with big bulging arms and thick legs.
Christine scanned Mo from top to bottom but looked unimpressed. "I hope it's money."
Rad took off his hoodie and threw it on the chair at the desk, as if he had done it a hundred times before. The tall, bold man pulled his sport pants down to reveal a bubbly bare ass. Mo couldn't help but stare at it. He didn't see what happened in the front but Christine scooted over the bed to press her head into Rad's crotch. Mo's cock twitched.
"Come here," Rad said as he signaled with his hand. Mo walked over and saw how Christine's red colored lips wrapped around his brothers long, muscled cock. Mo had never seen it hard before. The skin around it was soft, the circumcised head was a quiet tone of pink. It was pointing perfectly straight up, rounded like an iron pipe. And Christine's red lips slid over it all with care and attention. She was visibly enjoying slobbering Rad's dick and Rad was moaning audibly. He pulled his shit up revealing his perfect six pack and he grabbed Christine by her hair and pulled it. He started moving his hips and so his surprisingly low hanging but huge balls slapped against her chin and throat.
It took a few seconds before Mo could move. So many mixed feelings surged through his body. First there was seeing his brother, one of the angriest people he knew, in soothing bliss. Then there was the fact that his dick was out, bare for Mo to see, penetrating the skull of a beautiful woman who desperately wanted his cock. Or at least pretended very convincingly to want it. And then there was Mo getting excited by it all. His dick was pressing through his shorts against his running pants, creating a huge visible bulge.
Rad, forever the epitome of manliness and Christine, soft and feminine, looked so engaged in their sexual act that Mo slid his hand quietly into his pants and felt the warmth of his own penis. He sighed when he grabbed it. His balls already sweaty and smelly. His dick begging to be jerked. And so he did. His dick was curved and very thick, with a huge head, nothing like his brother's. Mo pushed his skin forward and moaned slightly at this intense feeling.
Meanwhile Christine was choking on Rad's dick. Rad had no mercy and pushed her head deeper onto his cock. She had swallowed it all, like it was stuck in her throat and saliva dripped richly out of her wide-open mouth. Christine didn't let up however, instead she grabbed Rad's butt and pulled him closer. Rad sighed deeply.
With one swift move, Rad pulled Christine's from his cock and backwards so he could spit her in the face. When the blob hit her, she seemed happy. Rad looked at her, suddenly angrily and quickly bend over to deeply make out with her. Their tongues slipped out of their mouths and licked everything they could get to. Their wild kissing turned Mo on so much he thought he might blow.
Rad pulled Christine onto her knees and started squeezing her boobs through her bra hard and fast. Christine moaned in pain and pleasure. Rad harshly pushed her on the bed so she was laying the way they found her. Grunting like an animal he jumped on it as well and positioned behind her, his broad body blocking the view. Mo walked over to see everything.
Rad was bend over on his knees and pushed his face into Christine's perfect ass. She moaned loudly. Rad was slobbering and tonguing Christine's asshole, her thong pushed to the side, like he made out with it. His tongue made broad strokes as he completely wet her smooth shaven backside. Mo jerked as he payed close attention. After about a minute of Rad fucking Christine with his tongue, he crawled over her.
"Let me grab..." Christine moaned, but Rad wasn't listening. Rad wasn't even Rad anymore. He was just a wild man going for what he wanted. Mo couldn't see but Rads exposed crotch was laying on top of Christine's backside. He took off his t-shirt but it was too tight and it got stuck on his elbows. When he foolishly struggled, Mo reached over and pulled it off. A shock of excitement electrified every fiber of his being as he felt the naked skin of his brother's side in this sexual environment. Rad hadn't noticed and when his hairless upper body was exposed he grinded with broad strokes against Christine's back, curved his own and swaying his ass. Christine kept moaning in delight as Rad held onto her head and licked her ear.
Rad reached with one hand in between his crotch and her back and Mo saw how his wet, rock hard dick was searching up and down Christine's ass. It got stuck somewhere and Rad slowly lowered himself, more and more of his dick disappearing in between the brown hills.
