Miami: Jobs Hunting and Giving

One of Don’s hands gently rubbed the back of my head. He slowly moved his hips and I sucked with his rhythm. His movements became more urgent and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. 

He pushed his hand down on the back of my head and shoved his cock into my mouth real hard. That did it. The head slipped deep into my throat and my jaw felt broken from being spread so far. He spurt a load and I immediately started to choke. He shot again causing cum to start pouring out of my nose. I was choking. Don couldn't’ stop until he was done cummng but when he finished he immediately became concerned.

"You ok?"

I was coughing and gagging. My face was covered with cum. I started to finally get my breath and shook my head that I was ok. 
Slowly I stopped coughing and started wiping my face with the towel that Don handed me while snuffling up strands of cum out of my nose. 

"Ok, ughg, I’m ugh ok" I coughed a wad of cum out of my throat catching it in my mouth and swallowing it again.

I hated the feeling of strangling, or was it drowning, but I kind of loved it too. I finally regained my composure and began to breathe smoothly. Amazingly Joe had slept through the entire event. He and Don must have been used to each other’s escapades in the bedroom.

"I’ll put the towel in the hamper." I said trying to sound like a good apartment guest.

I quietly left the room while Don was still humming in pleasure, pulling on his dick.

Gene had crawled into the bed and was sleeping peacefully as I crashed the bed exhausted.

"I heard you man". Gene said softly.

"Y-you were awake? What do you think you heard?"

"You were in Joe’s room and I heard my brother’s voice and you coughing. I know what was happening. He does have a pretty nice cock doesn’t he? He always reminded me how much bigger his was than mine."

"Does he?" I was testing so see where this was headed.

"Listen he always teased me about still being a little boy. I took so long to reach puberty. It’s important to me that someday he takes notice that I’m a man down there now. Take a look at mine, I am his brother aren't I?" Gene pulled the T-shirt up to his neck revealing a long bouncing cock. The same one I saw him slamming into Dix.

"Yeah, I see a family resemblance."

"What?"

"How about it, can I have a little of what my brother got? Please tell me if I measure up to him. It is so important that I know. As a special favor?" Gene was pleading. 

I had no idea Gene felt so inferior to his brother.

This request was a little different for me. I knew I loved Gene but I always thought more like a brother. This was changing that love to something new.

"Ok, ok, relax" I slid over the side of the bed and knelt on the floor leaning over to suck on his cockhead.

Long brown hair surrounded Gene’s sun burned face. His mouth opened in a half grin of anticipated pleasure.

I had learned pretty quickly how to deep throat and slipped the total length deep into my already slippery throat on the first stroke.

"Oh, damn Mark, you’re good" 

Gene was starting to hump like he had earlier done with Dixie, kinda rough and irregular. The smell of pussy was still all over him. He didn’t seem to be able to control himself during sex and was thrashing and humping, nearly flying off the bed.

He grunted and shot a thick load into my mouth, and then another and another. I thought he was about done but he kept squirting load after load. After what seemed like a gallon of cum he stopped thrashing and kicking his legs and just fell limp.

"Damn Gene how many times did you cum in a row?" I asked in a flemmy hoarse voice.

"I don’t know, it just keeps happening faster than I can count" he could barely talk.

We stretched out on the bed and immediately I started to doze, my body felt leaden and before long I fell into a deep sleep dreaming about dicks dancing around an open pit. Every now and then one would fall in screaming with pleasure as it fell deep to the bottom. Then the pit would fill with creamy liquid that gleamed pearly white and looked delicious. This dream repeated all night.

The next morning Gene and I were going to try the pier again.

This time with a different plan.