I wrapped my hand around the base of that cock and jerked while sucking. He moaned as I did this. I then pulled down my pants, turned around and told ...im to fit that cock in my ass how ever he could. He said okay and grabbed my hip with one hand and then spit on his cock and rubbed it in with hi other. He then guided his cock to my throbbing hole and forced his cock in me by slamming it. I screamed and moaned. He was fucking the shit out of my ass I could feel his balls slapping mine and it was. "No," he said "that's too far. I -- I have to go take care of this." He closed the towel and turned to leave. "Chris," I called "let me watch." "Just come on. You'll never leave me alone about it anyway," he said.That was just the beginning.Over time my brother Chris, once the king of the nerds, had transformed into the complete opposite of that. The funny thing is that for years he couldn't get a girl to come near him and now that his looks had changed they discovered that the nerd king was. I gave him my best smile and asked him if he had a date for the prom. It took him a while before he started breathing again. He said “I don’t date, my parents won’t let me go out with anyone that is not in my faith.” Shit, I was fucked. I didn’t really have a backup plan to find another victim, I mean date, and I had already paid for the prom tickets. I had so many plans for this guy that I had to come up with something to get him to go out with me.“You are eighteen and an adult, and this is. Just breathe, quietly."We continued to observe for some minutes. I refused to believe what I had just seen. There was no way that was Jean.After a lifetime the Kid and Nobby relieved us. Derek and I moved back to the basha, to get our heads down. Derek spoke only when we got there, "Was that yer wife?" He spoke in a murmur. Whispering carried in the dark because of the high frequency 's' sounds. A murmur was deeper and since we were packed close in the basha we could speak low and it wouldn't.