The College Twins - Part 5 (Patreon)

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All I could hear was the sound of my own breathing and the constant thump of my beating heart. I was nervous, very nervous, but I was more excited than I had ever been before.

My cock remained rock hard between my kneeling legs, dripping fluid onto Troy's bed at an alarming rate. As hot as this was, I couldn't help but worry that Troy would have a very different reaction than Jake had.

Granted, neither of them seemed gay, but Jake was certainly the more eccentric one. Troy was a serious, somewhat threatening young man, and as much as he'd been pleasant to me, I had the uneasy feeling that finding me naked on his bed mightn't go down as well as it had with his brother.

It took around twenty or thirty minutes before I finally heard movement. My mind had been on Jake and Troy all this time, and I'd forgotten that my parents actually lived here too. I heard my dad first, then Adam, and suddenly I realised how completely fucked I was.

I scrambled with the underwear over my face, pulling it away and freezing on Troy's bed. My clothes were in a pile in the living room, which meant that soon, my parents would realise that somewhere in the house, their son was naked. Sure, I could have told them that I'd taken a shower, it would have been a somewhat decent excuse except I wasn't in the shower. Plus, how strange would they think I was, stripping off in the living room and parading naked through the house?

I cringed, but a moment later I heard my mom calling out to my dad.

"He must have gone over to Mikey's" she said, and I took a sigh of relief. Maybe they hadn't gone into the living room yet.

Another twenty minutes or so went by, and I was beginning to get restless. Where was Jake? Had he just left me here? And where was Troy? Would I have to wait in his room for the entire night? I considered getting up and sneaking back to my own room, but the possibilities excited me. What excited me also, was the risky nature of what I was doing. All it would take was my mom or dad to push open Troy's door and find me like this. Of course, I didn't want them to find me like this, but the niggling worry in the back of my mind wasn't helping my aching boner.

Finally, after god knows how long, I heard footsteps up the stairs. I strained my ears and pulled Jake's underwear back over my face. It was too difficult to work out who it was by their footsteps alone, and Troy almost always used the back door anyway, so it wouldn't be unusual not to hear him come in, but I waited, and waited, and waited.

If it was Jake, he'd surely return to his own room, so when the footsteps drew closer to the door, I arched my back, spread my legs a little wider, and prayed that Troy wouldn't beat the shit out of me.

The door opened, I trembled, and a moment later, it closed again. My heart raced so hard I could feel it in my fingers. My naked body went still as though I was bracing for an attack, and a moment later I whimpered.

He grasped my erection and dragged it backwards between my legs. It wasn't painful, it wasn't even rough, but still, I shook.

Troy began to stroke it, which was both a relief and relieving. He hadn't punched me, so we were off to a good start. I mewled into the moist, musky fabric of his brother's underwear as he kneaded the flesh between my legs. His other hand caressed my smooth butt, his thumb ran across my recently used hole, and I shivered.

Even his presence felt more intimidating than his brother's had. It was like instinctively I knew that I was the submissive little beta boy, and the man behind me was just that, a powerful, alpha man.

He plunged his finger into my hole, making me clench around it as he continued to stroke me. I was so painfully close to orgasm that I almost cried out, until Troy's hand released my twitching pole and pushed my legs apart even further.

I listened as his zipper sounded, a moment later I knew that he held his cock in his hand. I wanted to see it. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to feel it.

I moaned lowly, remembering that my parents were just below the floorboards, as Troy teased my prostate. He didn't let up either, every time I reached the brink of cumming, his finger slowed down, but he didn't stop once.

Milky fluid oozed from my pole in copious amounts. I couldn't see it, but I knew by now that I had destroyed his bed in it. I was desperately horny, gasping and moaning as quietly as I could, until finally he removed his finger, and replaced it with something else.

I wondered if his brother had told him about what had happened. Did he know that he was about to add to the load that had already been deposited inside me?

I sucked air through my teeth as he pushed his large helmet against my opening. It was bigger than Jake's for sure, but just how big, I was yet to know. I squeezed the sheets beneath my hands, and groaned as it popped inside me.

His hands held my waist as he fed me more and more of his long, thick pole. It was a full feeling, as though he was spreading every inch of me to great widths. I felt sweat drip down my face and absorb into Jake's underwear, and when the pain finally began to subside, I relaxed my sphincter, and Troy fucked me like a wild animal.

I couldn't contain my moans, not whilst I was being so brutally invaded. It didn't hurt, but it was rougher than I had expected. His strong hands kept me in place, his muscular hips drove deep inside me, and I had to drop my face onto his pillow and bite down to avoid screaming in ecstasy.

He kept his pace, too. He didn't let up for a moment, and I began to wonder if you could die from pleasure. His large cock continued to pound my prostate until finally I caved. I whimpered into the pillow, my ring clenching hard as the most explosive orgasm of my life began tearing through my entire body like wildfire.

Every inch of me seemed to burn with fiery pleasure. I felt my cock dance of it's own free will, shooting jets of cum all across the bed, and drenching my own face in some, too. Troy impaled me even deeper now, his fingers dug into my soft flesh, and then I felt it.

He shook, his grip tightened even harder, and he slowed his pace as his pole swelled and began to dump thick ropes of sperm into my battered hole. I felt my sphincter stretch each time his cock contracted, he must have been even larger than I had thought.

I could barely stay in position, my own orgasm had hardly let up, and suddenly I felt euphoric. It took over a minute before Troy had filled me to the brim. It was like I'd had an enema, I could feel it slosh around in my bowels, and when he pulled his tool from my loose ring, it stayed open and a trail of spunk began to drip down my hole and drool from my ballsack.

The door opened a moment later, closed again quickly, and I listened as Troy's footsteps faded into the distance.

It had been amazing. It had been more than amazing. First Jake, now Troy. They'd been equally as hot in their own ways. Jake had been more loving and kind, Troy had been wild and selfish, but I couldn't yet figure out which one I preferred.

I managed to shower, dress and momentarily slip out the front door without being noticed. When I loudly reentered, I scanned the living room quickly, and found that my clothes were gone. I smirked to myself, Jake must have saved my ass.

"Hey, hun" my mom smiled as I gingerly sat down on the sofa, my ass still ached.

"Hey, did you enjoy the movie?"

My mom and dad glanced at each other, suppressing a laugh, and mom rolled her eyes.

"MOM, IT WAS GOOD. STOP IT!" Adam almost sobbed.

By the time I felt tired enough to go to bed, I bid farewell to my family and went into the kitchen to grab a drink. The back door opened and closed, and a moment later I turned to find Troy standing opposite me.

I felt awkward now. It felt like the first time you kiss a girl in school, and spend the rest of the week avoiding her, until you had no choice. Now, I had no choice.

"Hey" I cringed, my cheeks burning.

"Hey man" Troy said nonchalantly, pulling the jug of orange juice from the fridge, "yo, what's the best barbers around here?" He asked, pouring a glass.

I stared at the back of him with a cocked brow. Perhaps sex just didn't bother him that much.

"Uh... Ragu's place, it's just down the street" I replied.

"Sweet". Troy gulped down his drink and turned around to me.

"Oh and by the way" he smirked, lowering his voice as a devious grin spread across his face. "Jake told me all about you".

His strong hand snatched my chin and lifted it upwards. Jake had done the same in his room, but Troy was far stronger.

"I'm gonna need to get a shot of that" he whispered, using his other hand to grasp my ass through my shorts.

I stared at him, wide eyed.

"I haven't busted a load in someones ass in weeks, so it'll be nice to have one on speed dial. You should bring it to me tomorrow morning, got it, Boy?"

I couldn't speak. Troy winked at me, smacked my cheek playfully and left the kitchen.

If Troy hadn't fucked me, then who had?