Fat of the Land- Duplicity

As day turned to night, the three men partying in Andre’s private quarters were fabulously smashed.

“Yo Andre man,” Brad said, “Throw me the phone. We need some pizza in this joint.”

Andre threw the phone to him and bent down to do another line of coke.

“Hey brother,” Brad said as he waited for the pizza parlor to answer, “Stop bogarting that joint man! Hello? Yeah I need a delivery. 1522 Revolutionary drive. Two large pies everything on em.”

Andre snorted deeply and held up his hand.

“Oh,” Brad said, smiling at Andre “No anchovies!”

The music was thumping loudly and Rick bopped over to the VCR, “You got any new flicks?” he said

“Yeah,” Andre laughed, “Second drawer to the left.”

“NICE!” Rick said.

Brad suddenly leapt off the couch to kneel next to his brother. They rifled through a messy stack of unopened straight porn in the large drawer, bickering and for a moment, Andre thought they might descend into fisticuffs as they were prone to do.

Finally, they agreed on which video to put in and Brad went back to his place on the couch.

“That’s right,” he snickered, “Unwrap it for me and put in the VCR like my little bitch.”

His brother shot him a look of contempt as he threw the tape into the player and the balled up the cellophane wrapper and threw it at him.

Brad batted it away and stuck his tongue out.

Andre loved to watch these two. They were a study in perfection. The video began and Brad, who of course had the remote already in his aggressive hand, fast-forwarded through the previews.

Rick sat on the other side of Andre on the long couch and leaned back, stretching out his long legs.

Rick was wearing a baggy pair of jeans and a baseball jersey and his brother wore a shiny pair of sweat pants, a white t-shirt and a backwards baseball cap with his blond hair sticking out from underneath it in all directions.

“Oh man!” Rick said, delighted, “Look at the nips on her!”

“Silver dollar!” Brad laughed, “NICE!”

“Damn.” Rick said looking at his crotch, “I got wood already!”

“big surprise,” Andre laughed doing yet another line of coke on the black marble table in front of him.

“Well its big, but it ain't no surprise,” Rick laughed, gripping the lump of manhood clearly visible in his jeans. Because they were loose, they tented up tantalizingly.

While Andre found it easy to tell them apart dressed, I was even easier when they were naked, which would be the case in just a moment.

Andre looked over to Brad who was mesmerized by the screen. He unconsciously rubbed his own cock through the material of his sweat pants. Unlike the tent of his brother, Brad’s was strapped in by his clothing. A raised column of youthful potency made itself known.

He caught Andre looking at him and smirked, “You want some of this?” he said gripping it so that its length was clearly defined.

“Hey!” Rick said, “me first!”

“Fuck that.” Brad said, “Every guy for himself!”

He pulled down the front of his sweatpants along with his thick, blue-striped boxers, which were oversized and puffed out as they bunched up over his thighs.

His long cock bounced out and curved to the left of his navel. It was not overly thick, but was long and capped with a bubble head that made it look like a long, wild mushroom. A thick, tangled thatch of light brown pubic hair that was peppered with golden strands surrounded the package.

It was even easier to tell the twins apart when they were naked and hard.

Brad’s dick had a distinct curve to the left and his brother, who had an identical shape to his manhood, curved to the right.

Where Brad’s bush was a wild jungle, Rick kept his neatly trimmed.

Both had the same set of tight, compact, and slightly oversized balls.

Andre leaned down and took Brad’s responsive organ into his hand. He jerked it while reaching his mouth down to the balls.

“YEAH!” Brad roared, which caused his cock to throb with the exertion. It thudded against Andre’s cheek.

“That ain't even right.” Rick said, standing and coming over.

He unbuttoned his over-sized jeans, which instantly fell to the floor. Andre looked up to see his cock standing, slightly bent, and dripping a long stream of pre-ejaculate. He took his dick in his hand and waved it.

“Two for one dude!” he said, trying to sound casual, but not quite stopping the slight desperation from being evident.

“Get out of the WAY!” Brad said, “You’re blocking the screen!”

“Oops!” Rick laughed, “Sorry bro.”

He moved over a bit and continued to stand awkwardly.

“Hey,” Andre said, bringing his head up, “Why don’t you join me!”

“What?” Rick said, his eyes widening in horror, “I ain't putting my mouth on that!”

“Why not?” Brad said, “Then you will really be my little bitch.

“Why not?” Andre said, “I got you guys to jerk eachother off last week. It didn’t kill you!”

“That’s different.” Rick said, “And we were WAY more fucked up than we are now.”

“Well we can fix that.” Andre said.

Brad was strangely tantalized by the idea of his brother servicing him. Their eternal struggle to be top dog made the possibility interesting indeed. He pushed Andre’s head back down.

“Even if I would,” Rick said, “He wouldn’t do me back, and there ain't no WAY I am gonna be the only one to get that freaky.”

“I would so,” Brad lied

“Yeah right.” Rick laughed, then took a step forward, “Ok then big shot. Do me first!”

He brought himself close to his brother’s shocked face. Brad had no desire whatsoever to put his Rick’s cock into his mouth, but the idea of the depravity of the conversation titillated his drug and alcohol-addled mind

Impulsively, he reached out and took his brother’s cock in his hand and began to jerk him awkwardly.

“Come on Rick,” He said, “Join Andre down there!”

Two mouths on his cock? It didn’t get any cooler than that. Brad decided he might just do his brother, even if the thought disgusted him, if only to get it done to himself.

“Fuck all that.” Rick said, stubborn.

The truth was that he was slightly curious at what it would be like. His brother’s body was so close to his own, that it would be like sucking himself. But it was more important to keep things even.

“And what happens if I do do it?” Rick said, “And you don’t.”

“I wouldn’t leave you out there like that.” Brad said as sincerely as he could manage.

“Yeah you would.” Rick said

Now it was a THING. Brad HAD to have both of those mouths and tongues on his rigid cock. He HAD to.

Brad was still stroking his brother and used his big cock like a handle to draw him near. He sensed that Rick really wanted to slob his knob, and because of that he did something that he would never have imagined doing in a million years.

Brad put his mouth over his brother’s cock.

Things would get interesting indeed...