¨Hey mom and dad, I´ve got homework to do...¨ as you try to extricate yourself from a threesome with Jill and Tim. They nod and turn to each other as you turn and head down the hall. Walking to Brad´s room you see the door is closed but Randy and Mark aren´t in their rooms. Peaking downstairs you see nobody there either. As you walk back you can a slow thumping come from your room. You listen at the door as it continues along with a soft groan and get intrigued. You softly open the door a crack and see Randy and Mark on Brad´s bed looking like Mark was letting Randy stick his dick in him.
¨Mark! You have to hold still or I´ll tell mom!¨ Randy scolded his brother who stopped squirming and took a deep breath as Randy pushed into him slowly. As you watch you start panting at the sight of them going at it and wondering how long they had been up to this. From the crack in the door you smell a strong musk from Randy´s unsheathed dick as it keeps on going in and out of Mark. In your excitement you lean forward and hit your forehead on the door.
Randy and Mark look up as you rub your temple. ¨Brad?¨ Randy asks as you open the door. Mark looks at you with a big smile on his face as you approach them.
¨Are you mad we´re on your bed?¨ Mark asked with his big innocent eyes.
¨C´mon Mark the game´s up. We´ve been doing it in here for a while now.¨ You look at them confused when Randy rolls his eyes. ¨Please, Brad. You remember pinning me down on these same sheets when we were younger.¨ He nudges Mark as he smirks ¨Only difference is Brad´s hung like a mouse while you and I take after mom.¨ The audience laughed as you looked around in confusion.
¨Really!?¨ Mark unzips his jeans and unfurls a 8 inch semi hard cock from his tighty whities. You look on in amazement as the audience cheers as his almost hairless dick rests on your sheets as he leans back toward Randy and smiles. Randy goes right back to work sliding his cock back and forth in Mark as his big toothy grin looks up at you. Catching a glimpse of Randy´s girthy, tanned cock it looks like it might be as thick as than Jill or Tim´s. He might be short but Randy looked like he was packing plenty. It makes you get harder as Randy starts pushing harder into Mark´s ass, Mark got hiccups that drew a laugh from the audience. You stared i wonder at how such a small kid could take it from a hung guy like Randy. Mark then let out a big hiccup and almost fell off Randy´s dick. Down the hall, Jill heard the sound and emerged from the bedroom.
¨Boys! What are you up to?¨ she called as she came down the hall in her nylons and bra. You turn and face her as she walks in and crosses her arms. ¨Randy Taylor! What´s the rule in this house!?¨
Randy hung his head ¨No anal with your brother until your homework is done¨ like he was being scolded for not washing the dishes.
¨That´s right, mister.¨ Jill pointed at them as you looked at her breasts standing proud in front of her and her half erect cock waiting to get out of those nylons. You look back at the bed and Randy is taking his dick out of Mark slowly. Even with his careful movements he must have taken at least eight inches of himself out of Mark already.
¨Hey, careful!¨ Mark protests as he takes a deep breath.
¨Quiet dingus, if I don´t do this right I´ll...¨ Randy paused as his eyes got big and the audience had a big laugh.
Mark´s eyes got big as he yelled out ¨RANDY!¨ Jill put her hands on her hips.
¨That´s it mister! No desert for you tonight!¨ Randy looked distraught as Mark leaned forward and Randy´s now flaccid ten inch cock lay on the bed. Mark stood as cum dripped off his butt cheek.
Jill shook her head and turned to you ¨Well you know what they say... big things cum in small packages¨ A huge laugh rang out as Jill gave Mark a quick pat on the butt and left telling you and your brothers to clean up before dinner. As you walk up Randy spots the remote in your pocket.
¨I would ask if you´re happy to see me but that thing in your pocket tells me otherwise¨ the audience laughs as you take the remote out as Mark reachs out to grab it out of your hand when he presses a button that makes...
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