The next day, at school, I asked Bobby how he knew so much about sex; who taught him all that stuff. My nose pushed against his smooth, hairless pubis as he held my head and humped my face. When I dove back onto his dick with open mouth, he reached down to fondle my little penis and balls. He was cuming on me! I’d never imagined doing that and couldn’t believe how incredibly good it felt. The thought of my brother stroking his big dick just below me was exciting, causing me to slow stroke again. It was hard to breath, and when I exhaled through my nose, a big wad of sticky, slippery cum gushed from it. After fucking and sucking the boys all summer long, my brother again moved out of the house. “What if someone sees me before we get there?” I asked, pleadingly, “I can race to the car, but still, one of the neighbors might see me.
