"It's Andy. You're sucking your brother's cock." Zeke's words sent a feeling rushing through me, one that made my skin go both hot and cold at the same time.
Zeke didn't know that I'd sucked this same cock yesterday, that I'd already swallowed a load from it; that the guy on the other side of the glory hole had given me my very first blowjob and swallowed my cum.
Andy? My straight older brother? He sucked cock? He sucked cock well, in fact, better than Zeke with all his band camp practice. This wasn't possible.
All of this flashed through my mind while I sat there, my brother's dick still in my mouth. Zeke stood back up and we made eye contact. Part of me wanted to just keep sucking. The damage had been done yesterday, after all, what did one more blowjob matter?
With Zeke looking at me, though, I couldn't. It was too messed up. I released Andy's cock. Zeke gave my shoulder a squeeze that seemed apologetic and the he leaned over and swallowed Andy.
This left me in the awkward position of watching my friend suck my brother literally right in front of my face. Zeke was stroking me, so I wasn't being completely left out, but it somehow felt like I was.
The sound of voices reached our ears. Someone was coming. Andy's cock disappeared through the hole, and he hurried from the urinals into the other stall. I stood up, and Zeke dropped down onto the toilet and raised his legs, wrapping them around my waist with a grin up at me.
I was facing him, which meant my feet were the wrong way around for someone sitting in a stall, but maybe the guys coming in wouldn't notice. The position allowed Zeke to start sucking my cock again, slowly and as quietly as possible, and I wasn't about to complain about that.
Two guys were talking as they stepped up to the urinals and started to piss. The voices sounded familiar. I leaned forward slightly and put my eye to the peep hole. Closest to the stall was our buddy, Chris Benner. I couldn't see the guy pissing next to him, but I was pretty sure it was Bill Markley.
I stood up and mouthed 'Benner!' to Zeke. His eyes widened and he let go of my cock and looked through the glory hole, where he'd have a perfect view of Chris's cock as he pissed.
I heard Bill flush his urinal and head for the door. Benner was still standing at his. Zeke looked up at me and winked and then ran his fingertip around the edge of the glory hole. I held my breath, wondering what Chris would do.
A movement on the other side of the stall caught my eye. Andy was running his finger around the glory hole, signaling that he wanted to suck cock. Before I could point this out to Zeke, Benner shoved his cock through the glory hole.
"Suck it faggot." I could hear the sneer in Chris's voice.
Zeke and I looked at each other, Zeke rolling his eyes, and then we looked at our buddy's tool. He was rock hard, about five and a half inches.
"I knew it!" Zeke mouthed. He leaned over and took Chris in his mouth. I watched for a few seconds and then reached down and pulled it from Zeke's mouth to get a taste myself. Why not? Benner was hot, and the fact that he didn't know it was us in the stall made it even hotter.
While I was sucking, Zeke must have noticed Andy's finger. He stood up and maneuvered into place and I heard him moan as he started to receive what I knew from experience was excellent head.
"You get lost?" Bill's voice called out from the door.
Chris pulled his cock out of my mouth. I saw him shove it back in his shorts awkwardly and zip up, and then he hurried away without having cum.
I turned my attention back to Zeke, standing up and giving his ass a squeeze with both hands. I brought my mouth to his and we kissed.
I knelt down, running my hands up and down Zeke's hairy thighs and continuing to squeeze his ass. Just like yesterday, Andy's cock was sticking under the stall while he stroked it.
I glanced up at Zeke and saw that his eyes were closed, a blissful expression on his face.
I reached over and wrapped my hand around Andy's, and he pulled his away, allowing me full access. I started stroking my brother's cock, my eyes locked on Zeke to make sure he wasn't looking.
God, I knew it was wrong, but I wished it was me Andy was sucking. I wanted to know just how often my brother did this, because they say practice makes perfect, and he must have had a lot of practice.
"I'm going to shoot," Zeke whispered, loudly enough for Andy to hear. I knew from the day before that my brother would swallow the load, getting to taste my friend before I did.
For the second time that afternoon, I saw Zeke's cum face and at the same time I felt my brother's hot cum spill out over my hand.
I let go and stood up, staring at my brother's load. Zeke whispered, "Thanks!" and then opened his eyes. He pulled out of the glory hole and looked over at me.
"You came?" Zeke mouthed, nodding at my hand. I shrugged and smiled.
Zeke grabbed my hand and started licking off the cum he thought was mine. When it was in his mouth I pulled him into a kiss, sharing Andy's cum between us.
As we broke from our kiss, Andy left his stall and hurried past ours, making a quick get away just like the day before.
When we were alone, Zeke looked at me. "Are you okay? About your brother, I mean. It wasn't your fault. And at least he didn't jizz in your mouth."
If he only knew! "I guess. It's crazy, I can't believe it was Andy. He's so... straight!"
Zeke snorted. "Your brother is definitely not straight, McCall. He just sucked my dick like a pro and swallowed every drop. I think that was the best blowjob I've ever had."
" What about Benner? Can you believe that guy? 'Suck it faggot'." I imitated the tone Chris had used.
"Knew he was a closet case," Zeke grinned. "You stay pretty hard after you cum."
"Uh, yeah, just a hot situation," I smiled, but my balls ached for the release Zeke thought I'd already had.
We put ourselves away and straightened our clothes before leaving the stall. Zeke went out cautiously and looked around and then nodded back at me. There was no sign of Benner or Markley, or of my brother.
We made our way to the bike rack and started riding for home.
"So, my parents are taking the twins somewhere tomorrow around 11 o'clock. Should be out for a few hours. You want to come hang out?" Zeke asked.
"Dude, are you asking me to Netflix and chill?" I grinned at him.
"If you want to," Zeke was blushing.
"Hell yeah!"
We parted ways and I rode the rest of the way to my house replaying the crazy events of the afternoon. I'd fucked my first ass, and then... Zeke! Benner! Andy!
My brother's car was in the driveway. I put my bike away and went inside, straight up to my room, where I stroked myself, thinking about all of it, and shot all over the same hand Andy had cum on.
At dinner that night, Andy seemed oddly quiet. The night before, he'd seemed completely normal, so I slowly became more and more paranoid. Had he seen me somehow? Did he know it was me?
After we ate and our parents went to watch some television, Andy headed upstairs. It was my night to clean up after dinner and I hurried through it, my thoughts distracted.
I was just finishing up when Andy came down the back stairs and grabbed his car keys.
"Where are you going?"
"Out, Abetard. What the fuck is it to you?"
"Andy?" Our mom called from the living room. I swear she has extra sensory hearing.
Andy went to talk to her and I was left with the feeling that my brother was going somewhere he didn't want anyone to know about. Could he be headed back to Stanford Park again already? Or was he meeting someone?
Andy's phone chimed on the counter, where he'd set it next to his keys. I grabbed it and took a look at the text he'd just received.
"If ur not here in 15, I will make sure every1 knows, starting with Abe"
What the fuck? I knew my brother's passcode, not that he realized that. I punched it in and opened the text thread.
The first had come through that afternoon. "Hey Andy. I know ur secret." A picture was attached, showing my brother walking out of the Stanford Park bathroom.