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Sam “The Slammer” stiffened as he watched his thick cock disappear down lanky Lonnie’s throat.
“Yeah, man, you’re gettin’ pretty good at that,” he whispered in the dimness of the attic bedroom. The few stubble hairs on Lonnie’s adolescent chin tickled his balls, especially when Sam pushed his brother’s face down hard in his crotch. Lonnie choked on his stiff prickmeat, but didn’t pull back; he knew it would soon be his turn.
Sam felt the broad head of his prick pushing through the opening to his brother’s throat, and he groaned softly, beginning to tremble close to orgasm. “Geez, Lonnie, that’s great! Oh, yeah, suck it hard, squeeze my balls!” He thrust upward in quivering tension, but then groaned on the brink as the boy’s mouth pulled back, leaving his cock straining damply in the air.
“It’s your turn, Sam, you promised! You came last night, and then didn’t want to do it to me! Suck me for a change, damn you!”
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