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Subject: SHELTERED IN PLACE 4 chapter four is en fuego but FIRST go fty/donate.html give what you can and then come back to sheltered in place. Reach out with you stories and fantasies too. Fucking love that! SHELTERED IN PLACE (with my dick stepbrother) 4 Sitting at my desk in class I heard Adam's bedroom door open. He was back. My butthole could have chewed through... well... Adams underwear. That's what I wore to class now. Whatever underwear Adam left me the night before. I would sit through class and fart his cum into them all day. Two nights ago? - my butt was obliterated. Shredded. Just fucking hamburger. But sitting here now my butthole would contract and just vibrate. Like my butt was holding its breath. Then it'd let go and I would feel relaxed all over. Then it would tighten again. It did that all morning and I had no control of it. His dick hurt going in but it hurt to be empty too. Not the quick pain of stretching around his dick. No! This. Was. Endless. This was a dull ache inside with a spasming butthole outside. My stepbro's dick could take that ache away for sure. Fuck! I can't pay attention in class. I was supposed to meet Adam at lunch. I mean it wasn't that official or anything but this morning he had gone with Dad/Doug to the hardware store so he texted me. (I started calling Doug, `Dad' around Adam because that's what he calls him and so it's just better for conversation flow. So now in my head when I'm trying to write Doug, I think `Dad'! So weird.) We did school with our bathroom doors closed that day. So two seconds after 12 we both opened our doors at the same time. He was in grey sweatpants and socks. He'd taken his shirt off but left on a baseball cap. Adam squinted his eyes, stuck out his tongue and pumped his hips with his fists at his sides. It was good to see him. My eyes were on his meat swinging heavy back and forth in his sweats. College jock perfection. He was being silly and it made me smile inside. When he was trying to be funny I found him fucking irresistible. "Austin. I need your help going to the grocery store" My mom thru the door. "Ok I just need to talk to Adam for like - 10 minutes" "No. We need to go now." "Ok just five minutes!" "Austin. It's raining so there won't be a line and I need your help carrying the bags. Plus I have a call this afternoon so I can't take long. Come. On. Text whatever it is you need to say to Adam" I didn't need to SAY anything. She didn't get it. Adam nodded for me to go with my mom. We would catch up later. "Fine... Can I drive?" "No." I was so horny at the grocery store. It was full of Patagonia dads and Under Armour bros in jogging pants with face masks. No one wore underwear anymore I guess. I saw outlines of dicks everywhere and then just their eyes. I saw this kid from school there with his dad. He was on the wrestling team and his dad was the coach. He was in basketball shorts, the team pullover sweatshirt and big wide feet in flip flops. It was Deuteronomy. Since grade school we called him `Deuter' His brother, Adams age, is Leviticus. Total christian holy rollers. Deuter was live on instagram a few nights ago. I thought it was going to be something hot but it was just him reading Matthew 25. Lol. I don't care. He was barefoot, in track pants, and did pushups and burpees afterward. Lol!! I had been working out with Adam before dinner since that night we fucked downstairs. He wasn't missing a workout `for ass' and so if I was going to be down there I had to work out with him. Sometimes he would breakdown and fuck me or get head but for the most part he was super disciplined. And so I had put on a little muscle - not a ton - but looking at Deuteronomy now I felt like, like I could take him. Deuter caught me looking at him. Oh shit! I remembered just then I had stolen his underwear. I kept it moving. In the car home. "You know you could shower once and a while. You and Adams part of the house smells like a locker room" Hot. "And the basement smells like kocaeli escort (https://stpribor.com/) a gym." "It is a gym, mom." "It's my laundry room! It's so hard cleaning up after three men all sheltered in place together. I call Doug `Mr. Skidmark'. Haha." Fuck. Why HADN'T I been stealing HIS underwear! She was right though. Our section was dirty boy central. I hadn't changed my bed at all cause I loved rolling around in sheets that were flavored with cum and ass cream, armpits and balls. Our bathroom smelled like a truck stop, but it wasn't me. Adam couldn't or wouldn't tame his hose and so he peed all over everything! Whenever I had to make bears I had to put down toilet paper. Right after our afternoon classes, Adam came in my room. "Hey Austin, you wanna go for a drive?" "Sure" When we got to his jeep he tossed me the keys. "You have your learners permit, right?" Mom and Doug would never take me out to practice. Their cars were too `nice' but Adam's jeep - a bit beat up - was perfect. He called it `Brick'. My palms were sweaty and my underarms immediately began to stink. The rain had just stopped, but the roads were still wet. Hands at 2 and 10. Making turns hand over hand. I was happy and nervous to be behind the wheel. I just followed all of Adams instructions. "Turn left here" He had me pull into the park a little ways away from our house. I was pretty large. At the beginning there were kids hanging out on skateboards. I recognized some from school. Further in there was a circular drive, with a gazebo in the center, sparsely lined with cars. Some cars were empty, some had one guy sitting there and others had pairs. We kept driving... passed the long abandoned army barracks and then towards the hiking trails - what Adam called his special spot. Once there, he had me back into an area so the back of the jeep was pointed towards the woods. I was so tense from that little bit of driving that my lower back and neck had tightened up like crazy. "Good job driving. Ok. Get Out." He popped the rear hatch. I was proud for just a minute and then he yanked my shorts down halfway and pushed me up against the tailgate. He knelt down behind me and started kissing the top of my butt. It gave me little bumps on the tops of my butt and at the center of my lower back. He traced his hand over the bumps and soon learned that he could raise small bumps wherever he touched. And so he started running his hands all over me. Under my shirt. He found my chest and nips and just ran the palms of his hands over them. He lifted my shirt off me and went back to touching me everywhere. I was so embarrassed that my body showed him so clearly how turned on I was. I thought about it and turned red everywhere. The blood to the surface of my skin plus his touch everywhere made me warm and a little more relaxed. Just as the tension was relieving, his tongue hit my hole out of nowhere. So all the stress that was leaving me rushed out through my asshole, onto his face! He smashed his face, nose to chin, inside me. His tongue was digging me out! I must have been making loud noise, like yelping. He stood up and started spanking me. But in such a dickish way. Like wailing on me and telling me to shut the fuck up! Then he knelt back down to lick my butthole. When I couldn't keep quiet he'd spank me again. My buttcheeks were on fire. "Yeah that's what I want to see... Get up on your knees, in the jeep... Hang your butt down... Lower." He spat and shoved it in. `Oh God Yes. Thank you. Cock.' I think we both just needed to reconnect. "What happened to you at the wrestling tournament" He was just beginning to fuck me. "You know... just... a lot of sex" I had no idea what to say. "Yeah? Tell me." "I stole Duncan... and Deutoronomy's... jockstraps" that was true. "They dropped... outta my... bag... in front of the coach... Deuter's dad." that was also true. Was hard to talk while getting fucked. At the grocery store Deuter's dad / Coach D had on loose jersey sweatpants that just darıca escort (https://stpribor.com/escort/darica-escort) draped over everything he had. His huge ass, thick thighs, a massive cock mound. At school you always got the impression of his junk, but today it was clear as day. The head too. He was a mac truck of a man with huge shoulders, hulk hands, a thick chest with buds that always showed through his thin polo shirt, big wide feet in Under Armour shoes the size of cargo ships. Today was the same but he was wearing a t-shirt that was worn to bits. "Yeah Coach D fucks guys on the team." Adam said. "I know a few." Just thinking about Coach D fucking his highs school jocks. Fuck. So he's just standing there on the mat just looking at all those jock butts. Slapping their asses. Holding them by the hip to give them pointers. But really, he's just trying to figure out which one to hollow out next. I bet he just bites a hole in their singlets and fucks them through it. Ugh. My butthole creamed all around Adam's dick and I couldn't keep quiet. He could tell he had me cumming and started scooping me out. "So what happened?" Adam. "They had their names... written in the waistband... of their jocks. Coach D wanted... to know why I had his son's... underwear." Getting hammered. "Such a dirty little fag. Always caught with underwear... So he took you to his office for some discipline?" "Ye-" and Adam start spanking me with his arms - the whole palm and the forearm to cover both cheeks. Right. Left. Left. Right. He was spanking me so hard I thought he was going to break his dick off inside me. "You love having your faggot ass beat don't you? "Mmph - " was all I could say. My dad used to beat the shit outta me - like senseless and to tears - for no fucking reason at all. I dreaded his belt. Hated knowing I was going to get whipped later in the day. Once the punishment was decided I'd have to wait for him to find the right moment. Which usually meant when he was good and drunk. : ( I thought I hated being spanked but Adam had my butt radiating heat between us. Every strike made my dick harder and buried his in to-the-hilt. His dick rubbing deep inside me made me cum again, but this time from my dick. He fucked the cum right out of me and onto the floor bed of the jeep. I don't think he saw it but I know he felt it. My asshole spasmed along the entire length of his cock and my legs and hips shook uncontrollably. "Fuck, Austin. You have the best little pussy" Pussy. Hmmmm... Yeah. That's what it was. Enduring a big dick beatdown. He pulled the bottom of his shirt above his head and behind his neck. Adam wrapped his arm around my chest and drew me up to him. I could feel the soft hairs of his chest and abs up and down my back. Ugh. Yes. This is what I wanted. God his body felt good. He held me against his chest and put his mouth to my ear. "I saw Coach D spank a fag once. He was our towel boy. Just a crack in the door but I could see everything. The kids knees were on top of coach's desk. Coach was swatting him with a huge wood paddle. Poor faggot didn't make a sound. Just whimpers and long inhales. Coach would let him catch his breath and then WHAM!" He smacked my butt at the same time. "The whole time coach was tenting out his pants" I remembered Deuter's dad in those jersey sweats at the grocery store. Fuck. I wanted to see him tenting those. "Between swats he'd grab his dick and shift it back and forth. The kid was sobbing by the end. But like sobbing in silence. Coach D took out his dick and fucked that poor dumb slut boy, bent over and crying... Not gonna lie, that shit turned me on" His words were hot on my ear and he had managed to hold on to my chest and was working my nubs between his thumb and fingers. It was making me back onto to him. "You're such a good fucktoy. You know that? Just everything about you." and he played with my chest more. He was playing me like a fucking instrument. What would he have done if I wasn't here? Where would all this fuck gölcük escort (https://stpribor.com/escort/golcuk-escort) energy go? He would be killing somebody's pussy that's for sure. But I guess I was here, lived down the hall and just happened to love the smell of his... fucking everything. I would sleep with his sock rolled up in my mouth. I would bury my face in his hamper daily. On the basement couch I would inhale his Nike trainers while he split me in half. How did I end up here? I looked up and could see through the windshield that the sun had gone down. I could see trees but just in black and the sky was orange and purple around them. The back of the jeep was facing a short field and then some trees and then the woods. I was feeling so good but then thought `could there be people watching us?' It made me want to be more quiet. Were those cars there before? I was getting fucked and trying to look out and make sure we were alone, but I couldn't focus on anything so the answer was just to bend back over and be as quiet as possible. I wanted to talk though. To say, `Yes please! Give me dick please. Fuck your little bro" Either Adam was keeping an eye out or he didn't care, cause he kept talking. "I wanna see you get beat like that. Paddled on tops of a desk until you're just broken. You want that? You just want to be forced and abused. Raped and tortured, don't you?" I was thinking `um, no' but he kept going on and since I was bent over I just grunted and kept saying "Yes." And so his verbal degradation of me went on and he told me every way he wanted to see me used, hurt and just turned inside out. Thing is, I didn't need or want any of that. He was turning me inside out right there. I just wanted Adam's dick. This whole time, I was walking up to a precipice, nice and slow... and now here I was looking over the edge. His dick nudged me closer and closer and then - over. I fell into an earthquake of a buttgasm. I shook everywhere. Drooled uncontrollably and then pissed myself. The sound of piss hitting the mat in the trunk made us both go fucking wild! I pointed my dick out the back of the car - you could hear the gush of piss hit the ground below. He started `buck fucking' me (that moment when his fucking ramps up to wild animal style). He was on his way to coming but to do so he had to keep me suspended in full bloom. And so his dick was just plunging the piss outta me. Fuck!! slowly... slowly... I caught my breath, wrapped my head around the situation, got a grip, and wasn't afraid of dying of an orgasm like I was a few seconds ago. But a few seconds later... I couldn't keep a coherent thought in my head. Couldn't keep the saliva in my mouth. Shooting out piss and ass cream in the same direction, on his dick and out the car. He literally turned me into a water fountain. A wet fucking mess. There were a few rounds of me pulling it together and then losing it completely. Then... finally... it happened. He started to cum and even though it was a violent fuck down, I could endure a little while longer because I knew my butt had won (this time). I was filling up with a pulsating cum load and filling up with the satisfaction that I had pleased my brother. I didn't want to be empty ever again but he pulled out and wiped his brow. I had to gather myself. There was always the difference between him when he orgasmed and me. I would melt. But it would make him cool. Not horrible. Maybe not even a dick. But different somehow, like not completely ok with what happened. We were always awkward toward each other and I wondered now if it was just me thinking he was being a dick when he was actually just being himself. He went to the front to grab his wooden box then sat down on the tailgate. "Come lick my balls while I roll this joint." "Ok" I put my shirt back on cause it was getting cold and laid my head in his lap. We smoked and talked and laughed. The week made him horny and so we fucked again. Just a quick one. He wanted to feel my hole lubed up by his cum and then add another load. But then we had to get home. I have no idea why, but I asked to drive home. Lol. He reminded me that I was stoned, which I remembered once he said it. "No, I'm driving. Take shotgun and give me head" He took the long way home.