“Yeah… swallow up my shit, man,” Kal groans watching my hole, playing with it, kissing my butt flesh, as he feels how my lips get closer and closer to the base. I feel my brother’s amazing cock pushing through the tight ring of my throat, the head and at least eight inches of shaft inching its way down into the cavern of my neck. I relax my throat, then pull his ass down, taking more and more of him inside until I finally feel my nose mashed into his taint.
I’m on my back on my bed with Kal topping me sixty-nine. Only he doesn’t take care of my cock, doesn’t care for it. He’s only interested in my hole. He’s made me lift my legs, spread them wide, my knees pressed down against my chest, so my ass sticks up and he has full access to my cunt.
"Oh, damned… Berry,“ Kal moans, slapping my ass as he grounds himself in my throat. Immediately he starts fucking, pulling his huge vein-etched pole out by a few inches, then shoving it all the way back in until he’s banging his pelvis into my chin. I try hard not to gag, should be used to have my face banged, had him so often down by throat already, but Kal’s big and I have a hard time not to barf when he corks me. Kal’s already in his fucking mode though, I feel it in his rhythmic fucking, and I don’t want to pull him out of it, just won’t do that to him.
The fat head nudged in and out of my throat, sinks in real deep at times, stretching my gullet wide. My mouth, throat and gullet are now melded to the shape of his dick as I feel my hunky older brother moan with joy and pure lust. Oh, he’s loving this throatfuck, I know him too well. Kal fucks both ends of me all the time and just can’t get enough of it.
"Damn… shit… fuck…” Kal whispers, every time he feels my lips touch the base of his cock and balls.
He pumps his hips back and forth. I can feel the fat, enormous ramrod slicing down me. I feel the rock hard bat of flesh begin to throb, pulsing as it fucks in and out. Kal gets rougher, more insistent with the rights to my breathing passage, and begins to facefuck me harder. My throat is being fucked raw, as I try to accommodate Kal’s width and length. His pelvis is smashing into my chin over and over again. I feel his cock swell, and then I feel his copious cum load pour down the bottom of my throat, straight down into the very pit of my stomach.
Kal groans, so satisfied, so happy. It’s all that matters to me. Makes my day.