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Subject: Dreams Come True (Installment No. 3) Things had progressed with Troy at an even quicker pace than I could have ever wished for. As I sat in the driver’s seat in the parking lot of the train station, images of the last few weeks flooded my mind and even my senses. I could see his chest, with it’s perfect patch of light hair, situated right in my line of vision as he lined up his dick to take my anal virginity. I knew I was ready. I had known, and I couldn’t think of a better person to take me than my older brother. He wasn’t so sure, though-I could tell he wanted me, but he didn’t want to hurt me. “This is a big deal, James” he said the first time I brought it up. “It’s no joke. It’ll hurt really bad.” I had heard it all before, and I didn’t care. It’s gonna hurt no matter what, and I’d rather have my big brother in control than some random I meet online. One weekend after sucking him off after his shower, Troy pulled me close and whispered in my ear “Start preparing yourself the next few days,” before slapping my ass and sending me out of the room. With a raging boner, I went online and ordered the fastest dildo I could find and spent the next few days stretching myself out as much as possible, with no idea when this would happen. The night itself was perfect. I was in class when I got a text from Troy. “Tonight when I get home from work. House to ourselves for a few hours, meet in my room.” I don’t know how I made it through the day, but I somehow did, and as soon as I saw Troy’s car pull into the driveway I sprinted down the stairs and into his room, sitting on his bed with my gaziantep travesti legs hanging off the side. He walked in and smiled at me, throwing down his backpack and starting to loosen his tie. He looked so good, so fucking good in his tight white button up and even tighter black slacks. “I have to ask you one more time, James” he said, walking towards the bed, “are you absolutely positive about this?” He was standing above me now, and I looked in his eyes and grabbed his crotch. “Absolutely positive, Troy.” I let go of my grip and he went into his backpack, pulling out a box of condoms and a small bottle of lube. Clothes came off, some foreplay took place, and before I knew it I was on my back with my legs wrapped around my older brothers waist, taking my first cock. He started slow, of course, and wouldn’t pick up despite my constant affirmations that I was fine. As he entered in and out of me, something came over him and he leaned down and kissed me. Hard. Tongue and all. I couldn’t believe it. We had done so much, but I had never even thought about kissing him. I leaned into the kiss as it got sloppy, and when we finally pulled away both of us laughed. I grabbed onto the back of his neck and pulled myself up so my mouth was aligned with his ear, and I whispered as seductively as I could, “You need to fuck me, Troy.” That same lust that I had seen overcome him a few times before had returned. Pulling me in for another kiss, he began to really give it to me. Legs around his waist, his strong arms on either side of me, and my hands scratching gaziantep masaj salonları down his sweaty, toned back sent both of us over the edge in minutes as I felt his dick shoot load after load into the condom before he flopped back onto the bed next to me. My daydream was interrupted by a loud knock on the window of the car, and I looked over to see Troy, standing in a T-shirt and baseball hat. I unlocked the door and he climbed in, making small talk as I began to drive away. I tried to focus on the conversation at hand, but I couldn’t. I had gotten myself so worked up that it was hard to even focus on the road ahead. When we pulled up to a red light, I interrupted him. “Troy,” I said, “I have a problem. A big one.” “What?” He asked, concerned, and to answer I simply grabbed his hand and placed it on my rock hard dick. “Oh,” he laughed, “that is a big one.” I threw his hand away and punched his arm. “Mom and Dad are home, and I don’t even know if I can make it there with this thing.” Troy smiled, clearly enjoying this. I hit him again. “I’m serious, Troy! This isn’t cool!” “Okay, okay!” he laughed, “I wasn’t really prepared for this, but I guess you can’t plan every time. Down the road make a left, we can use the parking lot of that park. No one ever goes there on weeknights, and cops leave it alone for the most part.” I drove faster than I ever have and pulled into the empty lot, parking the car in the spot furthest from the road, hidden by the shadows of the trees above but lit dimly by an overhead light. As soon as the gaziantep escort bayan car turned off, I pounced, pulling on the neckline of Troy’s t-shirt as I made out with him. “Fuck me, Troy. I need it hard.” I said and the growing dick in his shorts proved ready. We both exited the car and I got in the backseat, quickly pulling off my shirt and chucking my shorts as I laid on my back. Once I was in, Troy followed pulling off his shirt and pants. “Wait, James, I have nothing. No condoms, and only a tiny bit of lube.” “I guess you’re going in raw then!” I said and instantly that all too familiar look of lust had returned, and I knew I was in for it. This had to be our most intense fuck yet. The pleasure of no-condom must have really gotten to Troy, because he was fucking my ass with no mercy. Each thrust came with a grunt, or a “FUCK,” and I found myself nearly screaming as he pounded away. It felt like he lasted forever. His stamina was so impressive. As he was going in on my ass, I was going in on his back. That was my favorite part of getting fucked by Troy; getting to leave rough, wavy scratches all down his back. He announced his orgasm like always, barely even able to muster up the “I’m cumming!” over the grunts and heavy breathing. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. Wave after wave of warm fluid filled me, and it was breath taking. We had never been closer, our sweaty chests connecting as one as he filled me up. As his breath steadied, I liked his sweaty neck. I loved how sweaty Troy got when we fucked. His toned, sweaty, red body looked so fucking perfect in the dim light, and I couldn’t help but flip us over. I wasn’t done with him yet. With Troy now laying with his back on the seat, I licked all over his chest, lapping up the sweat with my tongue before settling on his dick and sucking him completely dry. I still think about that fuck. It was so spontaneous, so mind-blowing. And we still had so much in us.

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