top4jock:brotherbro:☯Cory, Blake, and I had been going to Cory’s family’s beach house on Memorial Da
top4jock:brotherbro:☯Cory, Blake, and I had been going to Cory’s family’s beach house on Memorial Day weekend since we first got our drivers licenses. It was the first time the three of us were out on our own, with cars and money but no parents. The only thing we had to do was close up the house for the winter before we left. Cory’s dad told me as we headed out that he trusted me to make sure everything was done right and to keep Cory out of trouble. He had taken all the alcohol out of the place, and reminded me the high school had a zero tolerance policy for smoking, drugs, and alcohol for athletes. Cory was on the tennis and swim teams, so he needed to stay clean and sober. It was the first time I realized that people instinctively knew that I was a natural leader. Cory’s dad knew that if I said no, Cory and Blake would fall in line.That weekend was also the first time Blake and I fucked Cory. It was the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth times, and a lot more. Blake and I had long suspected Cory craved cock, and we thought this would be the perfect time to test our theory. We never really asked Cory if he was gay, we just pulled own our swim trunks and asked him which cock he wanted in his ass and which one in his mouth. Once we learned how much we liked plowing Cory’s ass, it was hard to leave it alone. He got noticeably better at sucking our cocks as the weekend progressed, too. Somehow we managed to eat, sleep, and get the house closed up between pounding loads into Cory. Eight years later, we have been at the beach house every Memorial Day weekend. We have graduated from high school and college. I was in grad school, Blake was in medical school, and Cory had a job. Blake and I had arrived before Cory, and we were getting hard talking about how much cum we were going to be pumping into Cory’s holes. We were surprised by how late Cory was. I was telling Blake if Cory was not there soon, I would have to fuck his ass. Lucky for Blake, that is when Cory arrived. He told us that he was not letting us fuck him anymore. He was going to ask a girl he had been dating to marry him, and he was going to be faithful to her. Blake and I were stunned. How did this happen without him telling us about it? We no longer lived in the same states, but we had text, e-mail, and other ways to stay in touch. Yes, we had seen pictures of him with a girl, and he had made references to her, but we did not think it was serious. I laughed and told Blake he was not off the hook. He said he was and whipped out his phone. He had dozens of pictures of Cory from last year, with a cock in his mouth, a cock in his ass, cum on his face, even one with me pissing in Cory’s mouth.We all knew as the weekend went on that something between us was ending. Even though we continued to fuck Cory, it was not the same. After that weekend, Blake swore up and down that he deleted all the photos except the one of him sitting on my cock, holding his junk out of the way so you can see I am in him. Blake swore he would never send it to anyone, but Cory cut us off of his social media and stopped communicating with us anyway. Blake and I were not invited to Cory’s wedding. We were surprised the next year when Cory turned up on Memorial Day weekend. He may be faithful to his wife 361 days of the year, but those other four days, Cory is still our bitch. -- source link