It was nothing super fancy, but it had 4 bedrooms each with their own bathroom - something we were shocked to find in our price range but quick to purchase. I invited a group of guys from church up to my mountain house my wife and I bought years ago for family vacations. “Yeah, I think I do,” I said, giving into it. “You wanna sleep over? No one’s home this weekend,” he said laying down next to me and putting his head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him on me until I was done. “Oh yeah,” he said, excited to get another load out of me. I knew I wouldn’t take long today, I was too out of it to make myself last. I pushed my face into his and we started kissing. Wishing I could come home to him everyday and unload whenever I needed. I held onto his hips and pumped inside of him, fucking him nice and deep. But this was different, my buddy’s little brother, fucking him felt better than anything I had ever had. I had been thinking about fucking him all week, I didn’t even think about my girlfriend like that lately. I hated that I loved doing this, that his beautiful ass looked so good on me. “Shut up,” I told him and pushed my head into his, into the wall. “Enjoying it, Zack?” He asked, happy with himself. Every time I was alone with him he let me do it, begged me to put my cock in him. My buddy’s little brother had such a tight ass, tighter than my girlfriends.
