Josh was 4, and I was 2 and he picked on me from the moment my mom and John married. I considered John my dad and Josh my real brother. But... when I ...as 12, and Josh 14, our parents died, both of them in a plane crash... so we ended up living with my grandfather, my mothers father. Now, 4 years later, Josh has graduated and I just turned 16 and got my license. And here Josh was, scaring the living shit out of me.... again. We lived on a farm, and we did our daily chores, I'm strong from all. After that, it was primarily Blimps. So, when had they been built and why?Too expensive to tear down, the base was eventually transferred to the Army, then the Airforce. Only to be decommissioned in the early seventies. Where it returned to the Family’s hands.It sat idle from then till now. A white elephant of government spending. That now belonged to me.Even vacant buildings needed some upkeep, and it was not cheap.I really didn’t know what to expect from that or what to look for. But then, I. . getting fucked, like a bitch in heat... and eating her cunt... at the same time... ?" He made the question an accusation, a statement of irrefutable fact.At that moment, the large, rawboned figure of Vince Holloway loomed in front of the window in the apartment below, naked like his wife, Thelma, the long, thick stiffness of another growing erection plainly evident, as he reached for the pull cord and shut the drapes, effectively cutting off the view into their bedroom.Fred pulled his. With a jolt, it pushed past my ass muscle and plunged deep into my rectum. I felt several bumps on the huge toy as it entered me. My body jerked in protest, and the arms holding my lower body tightened around me. Slowly, the ramrod was pulled back out, almost to the head, then thrust back up my ass hole ten or twelve inches deep. The rhythm picked up, and my ass was so on fire that I actually welcomed the stiff, bumpy stick jamming in and out of it, going quicker and deeper with each.