That was the results. He had accused her of fucking some guy but she said that she hadn’t. She sure looked good enough to fuck though. She had on a ...iny black dress with spaghetti straps. (I have two sisters and a mother.) The dress showed some nice cleavage and a whole lot of leg. She was not wearing a bra either, that was for sure.I looked the car over and I hadn’t done too much damage. The front bumper had chopped the corn stalks off pretty good but jumping over a dozen or so cornrows had. I couldn't get the rest of the words out. Why did you break my heart, why did you walk away, what did I do to make you believe I could be that monster, why are you tormenting me now?By the saddening of his carefully controlled expression, I could tell he heard the words I didn't say. He took a deep breath and answered."Insecurity. Not believing in what I had in front of me, not trusting you, but instead believing the lessons I learned in childhood. Stupidity. You name it, and the insult applies. We lay pressed together in silence, enjoying the feeling of my cock against his ass. Then Ken pushed on. 'There should be nothing we can't do together, Timmy. We're brothers. Try it out, man! If you like it, you might want to try it out on that babe Ally, if you ever get another shot. I know I'd sure love to do her in the ass.' I could fuck my own brother. After all we had been through together, the masturbating, fondling, oral sex…This had never occurred to me. I could fuck him. And he wanted. The two men discussed their business with aching cocks and after they shook on the deal, Ed reached down and began to massage Ben's cock through the thin material of his cotton pants. "Let me suck yer dick" Ed growled in his deep voice. Moving over to the horse stall, Ed sat on the milking stool with Ben in front of him. Ed unbuckled Ben's' big brass belt buckle and began sliding the pants down his tight ass and let the huge black prick pop free. "Suck it white man" Ben commanded an proceeded.