Baby Brother Billy

Part Five

Thursday I woke to the familiar feeling of Jesse nutting in my hole. Before I could say anything he was off me and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Collin came out of the bedroom with wet hair he slicked back with a plastic comb, his standard tank with the big arm holes, and his nylon board shorts that showed off the fact he didn't wear underwear.

"When Jesse's finished, go get cleaned up and cleaned out for the day and then meet us over in the office."

"Yes, sir."

A knock at the door startled us both. I got up and opened it to reveal Dom standing on the welcome mat. He poked his head in and gave his attention to Collin. "Hey, I really need to cum, can I use your little brother?"

"He needs to get cleaned up first."

I felt his big hand envelope one of my ass cheeks. "I can help him out with that. Need to piss too." Dom grabbed his swelling cock in his pants.

"Yeah, go ahead, that weed you gave me last time was good enough for two goes in him."

"Fuck yeah! Thanks man. I'll drop by some more for you tomorrow."

Jesse came out of the bathroom half wet and holding his towel around him. He dug through his bag until he found a pair of clean underwear and slipped them on, briefly letting the towel slip, showing off his pale white ass and hairy crack.

Dom took notice of the slip. "Damn, Jesse, maybe after your cousin leaves, you can take over riding my dick."

"Fuck that. Every time I fuck this slut you've stretched her out a little more. Doubt she even makes a sound when she farts at this point."

Collin held the door open waiting for Jesse to finish dressing. "Come on Jesse, we got work to do."

Jesse looked down at the bulge in Dom's pants, "Looks like I'm not the only one who's got to get busy." He winked at me as he left.

Dom slipped his middle finger inside my freshly fucked ass. "Damn baby, you're ready to go. Let's get into that bathroom and get you cleaned out for your day."

He followed me into the bathroom and instructed me to grab my ankles. I felt the head of his cock pop into me and then his piss started to flow. It was hot and I could feel the stream pounding against my insides.

When he'd finished, he spun me around, sat me on the toilet, and pushed his cock into my mouth and down my throat as I released all the cum I'd collected. I was surprised not to see any shit, just a pale yellow cloud below me in the toilet. Dom flushed the toilet as he continued to fuck my face. He leaned over and grabbed a pot of petroleum jelly off the vanity.

"Let's get  you in the shower." He turned on the water and let it bounce off my chest. I felt two of his fingers rub a big glob of the jelly on my hole and then his cock began to enter me. Just one long motion until his stomach rested on my lower back. He flexed his cock in me which threw me off balance, making me put my hands against the tile for stability. Immediately, he shifted into a feverish fucking.

After being fisted, Dom's dick felt more perfect than ever and I looked down to see white globs of my cum circling the drain and disappearing into the sewer. My orgasm made Dom increase his rhythm. The water splashed everywhere as he slammed his cock into me over and over. Suddenly he slammed into me and stopped and I could feel his cum seep into spaces between his cock and my guts.

He slowly pulled out of me. He turned me around, kissed me, and handed me the large bottle of store-brand body wash. "Get me clean."

I put some soap in my hands and rubbed them together to get a lather going. I caressed every inch of his big black body. The curves of his pecs, his ass, his shoulders, made me want him inside me again. Even soaping up his softening cock made my own fight with the cage it was in.

When I'd washed every part of him, he took the soap from me and cleaned every one of my bits.

We got out of the shower and I watched as he dried himself off and then handed the towel to me. He got redressed and I lead him to the door with a little string of cum dangling from my cage.

He didn't say anything, instead he put an arm around me, hugged me tight, kissed me, and then left, pulling the door closed behind him.

For a moment I leaned against the closed door and swooned a bit. Then I looked at the clock and realized how much time had passed and I needed to hurry up and get to the office before Collin got pissed at me. I quickly got dressed in the only thing Collin had left for me to wear, work boots, white socks, cut offs, and well-worn Harley shirt with the sleeves cut off.

A little brass bell dinged as I entered the office. Collin threw the keys to his car to Jesse, "You sure you know how to get there?"

"Yeah, it'll be fine. Between the directions and the map I should be good."

"Alright. Hurry back so you can help me repaint the pool fence."

"Great, just what I always wanted to do with my summer, paint fences and be a taxi for little whores." Jesse started towards the door and motioned to me, "Come on little whore!"

It wasn't long until the green pastures of central California farmland gave way to undeveloped land as we gained elevation on winding roads.

"Where are we going?"

"Your brother rented you out for the night. I got to come back tomorrow morning and retrieve you and the rest of his money."

My heart started racing and my cock pressed hard against its cage. Instinctively I went to touch it. Jesse noticed the movement.

"Aw, is the little whore excited about being rented out?" I stared out the window and inhaled the smell of wildflowers and desert bushes. "I think you like being a whore. I think you're gonna be fucking bored being back in New York at school."

I looked over and saw him pawing at his own meat. Calling me a whore made him hard, which in turn, made me harder. "You want a blow job?"

"Fuck yeah! Get over here." He unzipped his pants and hauled out his hardening cock. I got on my knees on the passenger seat and sucked his cock like the pro I'd become. I felt the car leave the pavement and start traveling over rough rutted roads as he nutted in my mouth.

I returned to a seated position as he put his dick away.

"What's the most amount of times you've cum in a day?"

He looked perplexed at the question for a moment and then his face relaxed as he answered. "I think the most I've done it was nine in one day."

"That's all,” I asked sarcastically.

"It was a school day and I had to fit it in between classes."

"Wish I was here longer. Love to have twenty-four hours where I collect as many loads out of you as I can."

"God damn it, bitch, look what you've done."

I looked over to see his cock hard as a rock. I didn't ask, I just got back on my knees and sucked another load of cum out of him as we drove further into the mountains.

He'd just filled my mouth with another load when I felt the car come to a stop. I looked up to see we were in front of a tall chainlink fence with razor wire on top. Off to the side was a pole with a button and a camera on it.

"Go tell them Collin sent you and the deposit needs to be paid."

I pressed the button and heard the camera overhead move. I stood there for a few moments, turned back to Jesse, and shrugged my shoulders while walking back to the car. "Doesn't seem to be a speaker to talk through."

The sound of a small engine rapidly became louder and louder, until a man pulled up on the other side of the fence riding an ATV. The man was in his late forties with a greying mustache and goatee, standing around six feet tall. He wore a Harley tank top stretched over his beer belly, a pair of jeans, and black leather boots. He unlocked the padlock on the gate and slid it open enough for me to pass through.

"Go get the money," Jesse said.

I walked over to the gate. "You Collin’s brother?"

"Yes sir."

He handed me an envelope. "Give this to your handler."

I walked the envelope to Jesse. He took it through the open window. "Make sure to give them their money's worth." Before I could say anything he'd shifted the car into reverse and left me in a cloud of dust that started sticking to my sweaty regions. I walked back towards the man, through the gate. There was something almost final about the sound of the padlock clicking into place.

He climbed onto the ATV and patted the seat behind him. "Come on. Lots to do. All the guys are excited to meet you."

I awkwardly mounted the vehicle as he grabbed my hands and placed them on his crotch. "Hang on tight. Don't want to lose you."

The desert plants became a blur as we raced through a green creek bed. It seemed like an hour, but was probably only ten minutes as I rested my head on his sweaty back and we bumped along to our destination. We popped over a hill and then down into a gully. Moments later we came to another gate that opened when my chauffeur pressed a remote taped to his handlebar. The fence was chainlink with tall bamboo reeds lashed to it for privacy. Beyond the gate stood three trailer homes surrounding a courtyard with a fire pit, a few large umbrellas, and several picnic tables.

All along the open side of the courtyard were parked motorcycles in a uniform line. Mostly big Harleys, with a few Honda touring bikes thrown in. The sound of the ATV brought a steady line of bikers out into the open. The man stopped at the end of the line of bikes and alighted. "Come on, they're raring to go."

My dismount from the vehicle proved to be just as awkward as my mount. I'd never counted thirty-two men so quickly while I walked towards them.

"Kind of overdressed isn't he," one of the men asked.

My driver come up behind me and quickly pulled my shirt over my head and undid my shorts that slid down to the tops of my boots. He motioned to me to step out of them and then he disappeared into one of the trailers with my clothes.

"That's better." Another man said as he came up and cupped my caged cock. "Fuck, I like this look. We should do this to all of our visiting workers." A chuckle came from the crowd.

I looked around and noticed all the men had the same look about them: a basic white dad dressed in a biker costume. There was something off about all of them. Then it dawned on me that they all wore a cross and a lot of the tattoos were religious in nature. I know I wasn't encouraged to ask questions, but it was out before I could stop it. "Are you a gay Christian biker gang?"

A loud eruption of laughter came from the group as one of the tallest men stepped forward. "Not really a gang and not really gay. Basically our wives think we're on a men's Bible retreat. Four times a year we do this and have some fun, blow off some steam."

"Explore gay fantasies?" I was surprised at how brazen I was for a skinny naked white kid in a group of men.

"Let's just say we explore a lot of things. The first few times we did this, it was just a big circle jerk. Then one time somebody hired a stripper to come up and we had fun with her. Then we started organizing it around something we hadn't tried before like Black women, Asian women, et cetera. Then the last time we had a guy that blew us all so we could see what that was like. This time we're gonna see if anal is better with a guy. From what we've heard, you've got some experience."

The cage fought with my cock as it tried to expand. The situation had me so horny and a little of Dom's load had slipped out and I could feel it slipping around between my cheeks as I moved. "Well, where do you want me?"

A great bevy of commotion ensued as the men moved the picnic tables around into a sort of theater in the round situation and placed a black padded bench in the center. They all took a seat with a view of the bench, a few with their cocks in their hands and a couple in the same state of undress as me.

The man who'd driven me from the first gate stepped into the make-shift arena. "Guess I'll start him off right." He dropped his pants and reclined onto the bench. "Come on boy, show how good you faggots ride cock."

His thick hard cock rested on his furry belly and his pubes looked wild and stood up like waves crashing against rocks. I straddle him and sat down, squeezing his girth inside my hole. Dom's adventures in my hole that morning had made my asshole puffy and slightly bruised from the trauma of his immense cock. It made my current suitor think he was even bigger than he was as I gingerly rode him. The men around hooted and hollered as I rode their friend. Soon I could feel a new load releasing inside me. I dismounted him and cleaned his cock off like a good boy. While I was attending to him, another cock from the audience entered me. The first man got up and left as I was railed by the taller man who'd told me all about the group. He pounded me hard and fast for a good five minutes until I felt him unload. Over and over this scenario repeated until everyone had been inside me at least once, sometimes twice.

Towards the end, the afternoon sun started descending behind the buildings and the tree line. A fire was started in the pit and I was given an apron and made to cook hot dogs and hamburgers on an old wire refrigerator shelf placed over the fire. While I was cooking a few of the men got turned on and slid their wieners inside me while I cooked wieners for their friends. Finally, I understood multitasking.

After dinner a few more men were ready for another session inside my ass. The first two couldn't decide who should go first though. Being the helpful customer-focused person I was, I suggested they could both go at the same time. The suggestion was met with approval and my reward for thinking outside the box was two daddy cocks inside my box. I sat on one and then the other slid in next to his friend. The sounds they made were an announcement for the rest of the group and soon they all stood around as I took two cocks at once.

The standing man shot his wad and was replaced with another man and then another and then another. Five men unloaded before the man I straddled finally unloaded. I cleaned him off while another cock was positioned beneath me and yet another behind me. Despite the men being middle-aged, they all had two goes in this new arrangement.

The night sky sparkled with more stars than I could ever see from a skyscraper as the men started going off to bed. My driver came up as the fire faded into white smoke. "We got an extra bunk. Normally, our guests have left by now, but your brother didn't want to come out here this late to get you."

"Thank you," I said as I followed him into one of the trailers. Inside was gutted down to the studs with the exception of a bathroom on either end. Metal bunk beds lined the walls, probably bought from a local Army/Navy depot. All around the sound of sleeping men filled the space. He led me to a dirty bare mattress on a lower bunk.

He whispered to me, "I don't have any bedding, but you can wear this sweatshirt so you don't get cold."

"Thank you."

"No problem. Bathrooms are on each end. See you in the morning." He slapped my ass and tiptoed out.

I put on the sweatshirt, slipped off my boots, and laid down on the mattress. The afternoon had taken a lot out of me and I fell asleep quickly.

The next morning I woke to early morning light coming through the window and a man's cock slipping into my asshole. He cupped my mouth as he fucked me in the spooning position. "Shh, everybody's still asleep," he whispered.

From behind both of us another voice at full volume said, "No, we're not." This was followed by more men laughing.

The man inside me paused and I felt his chest leave my back as he looked around to assess the situation. "For fuck sakes!"

With that, he got up, dragged me to the side of the bed and started fucking me hard. I looked around and saw a line of men sporting morning erections waiting to get some relief inside me. One after another they'd pound away in my hole for a few moments and dump a load in me.

After I'd cleared the line, I put my boots on and headed out to the courtyard where they all sat eating breakfast cooked on the fire pit by my driver.

He looked down at his watch, "Shit, can somebody take over cooking? I got to get him down to the gate."

He pointed to the ATV, "Get that sweatshirt off and put your clothes back on."

Soon we were headed down the dusty trail towards the gate.

"Did you have fun," he asked over the loud motor beneath us.

"Yes sir."

"You were a fun boy to have."

"Thank you sir. Can't imagine how much seed I must have in my guts right now."

My comment made the bulge I was holding on to for dear life grow. He stopped the ATV and got off. "Get off and put your hands on the seat."

I did as instructed and he relieved me of my shorts. A second after I heard his zipper, his cock was exploring my insides. "Fuck yeah! Love how it feels in there." He flipped me around, threw me onto the seat on my back, placed my ankles on his shoulders, and grabbed me around the neck. Just as the pressure from his hand was about to make me pass out, my sphincter went limp around his cock. The feeling of my loose hole and the look of my eyes rolling back in my head must have done it for him. He shot his wad inside of me and then took a well deserved break with his sweaty head resting against my stomach.

We continued down to the gate, where Collin sat waiting with his dirty bare feet resting on the open door. My driver handed him an envelope and said, "If he comes back next summer, we'll take him for two nights next time."

"Deal." Collin looked over at me hobbling towards the car. "Although I don't know if he'll be able to walk after two nights."

They shared a short laugh as the man relocked the gate, hopped back on the ATV, and disappeared into the brush.

I sat in the car as Collin started the engine. "So, how was your evening with the church group?"

"How do you know these guys?"

"A couple of them buy recreational medication from me. Once they knew I had something else for recreation they were all over it."

"Fuck yeah they were."

"That hole sore little brother?"

"Yeah, but in the best way."