Vitamins

This title is just a bad joke.

So I needed a little Vitamin D, in a big bad way.  I'm not proud.  I don't get cock as often as I'd like by a long shot, and while I have toys and a hot young thing just dying to please me, sometimes I just need a cock.

Fortunately, I pretty much have a standing invitation at Kate's house, and Liam is always happy to oblige.  He's getting it in the ass daily and it makes him incredibly horny, so horny that his mother isn't able to meet his needs.  He's jerking off, poor thing.  He and Kevin have managed to hold off on returning the favor, because Kevin's ass is still not ready for a big cock, and while Liam isn't a horse or anything, he's got one bigger than Kevin can take.

I've told Liam that the solution is for him to find a nice girl his own age, but he hasn't had any luck.  He's a bit socially awkward, and I don't think that fucking his mother has made it any easier.  She has, to her credit, been very supportive of the idea of him getting some in his own bracket, so to speak.  I wasn't sure how she'd take that, but she said she's okay with it, and until it actually happens I don't know that we'll know for sure how she'll actually react.  Liam is worried about it.  I told him that I was there for him for support in his efforts.  Whether that means he comes to me with the news first and I break it to her or whether it means something else entirely, I'm there for him.

So when Kate called and asked if I would be willing to spend the night at her house to keep an eye on things, make sure the place doesn't burn down, etc. while she dealt with something out of town, I was happy to oblige.  I wasn't able to get there until late, later than I wanted because I was sure that everyone would be sleepy by that point.  But it was a weekend night so I hoped, and anyway I could get some in the morning if that's how it shook out.

Kate had already left, and I came in to a seemingly empty house, until I heard grunts from the boys' room.  Liam and Kevin were in there on Kevin's bed, going at it like only two teens can.  I'm not a woman who loves hanging around gay men and I don't watch gay porn or get into gay erotica, but it is incredibly hot to see two brothers fucking.  Kevin had his hands on Liam's hips, his cock buried in his brother's asshole, and Liam's cock was hard as a rock.

"Don't let me interrupt you," I said, grinning.  They grinned back and kept going until Liam said, "Um, Lexi, would you mind sucking me off or something?  I'm just really hard..."

"You'll have enough to give me a proper welcome afterward?" I asked, mock-sternly.

"Yeah!" he said.  "As much as you want.  But Kevin was getting antsy waiting for you, and I already let him suck me off once..."

But I didn't get a chance to do what I really wanted, which was to suck Liam off while Kevin fucked him, because Kevin said, "Hang on, I'm gonna cum," and then came in Liam's ass.  "Sorry," he said after he finished.  "I couldn't hold off."

"That's okay sweetie," I said.  "Just means that Liam doesn't have to settle for a blowjob."

"You want us to leave you alone?" asked Liam, reaching back and wiping a little cum off on his finger, which he then licked clean.  Goddamn these boys are getting positively kinky.  I love it.  I worry when I'm not there, but when I'm in the moment, it's a rush.

"Yeah, I'm getting sleepy," said Kevin.

So Liam and I went to the big bedroom.  He and his mom sleep there pretty much every night, which is... maybe not the greatest thing in the world as far as her being able to let him go.  Speaking of people who probably should be looking for partners their own age... but that's a bridge to cross when we come to it.

I was in my work clothes, but they came off quickly, and I lay back and let Liam mount me immediately.  No foreplay necessary; I just needed cock.  I had been moist all evening anticipating.

He didn't last long, but his balls were probably swollen to the point of pain, and anyway I knew I was going to get another, more thorough going over as soon as he recovered.  God, feeling the torrents of jizz spurt into me was wonderful.  You just can't get that with a toy.  And being assfucked makes Liam's volume go through the roof, so it felt like gallons (although I'm sure it was just a teaspoon or two; physiology isn't magical).  It was forceful and wet and warm and it was delivered deep inside me.  No complaints.

He ate me out, licking up his own cum, which I also never get tired of, and then kept going until I was humming, the little twinges of pain easy enough to ignore.  No orgasm, not yet; I wanted him inside me if I was going to go off.

I sucked him hard again, easily; the boy gets hard at the drop of a hat.  Then he lay back and I rode him, giving his hands access to anything he wanted, tweaking nipples and stroking thighs.  Grinding down on him rubbed his pubic bone into my clit, and I was getting closer and closer until finally I wrapped myself around him, kissing him deeply, and ground out an orgasm.  It was rough and messy and at some point during the process he came too, but I didn't feel it because I was chasing the O.  Managed to draw it out to a decent length, for me these days anyway.

Then he fell asleep.  I was still on top of him, his cock and cum and all our mutual juices still slipping from my pussy, and he fell asleep.  I lay there on top of him and just felt warm and cuddled for a bit, but not the way I feel with Sveta or with Dad or Mike or some of my other lovers.  He's too young.  I don't feel safe in his arms.  That's okay; I'm not expecting it, and I don't feel unsafe, but the dynamic is different.  Maybe some day, when he gains some confidence, he'll be able to take a more dominant role, but right now that's not him.

But I wanted a dominant cuddle.  I wanted to be held and frankly I wanted to be told what to do, how to do it, not be the teacher.  I got a bit depressed and got off him and spent several hours not being able to sleep.

He woke up at a certain point and sleepily began stroking me, and I wasn't in the mood for it.  I shut him down.  I think it hurt his feelings a little, but he didn't complain, and he was half-asleep anyway.  I felt guilty about it, and when he woke up again I rolled to him and kissed him and let him convince me to have some groggy, middle-of-the-night sex, which was slow and in no danger of getting me off, but which I accepted because I still wanted him, even if I wanted him to be totally different.  Not the first time I've loved the one I'm with, and I'm sure it won't be the last.

In the morning, I hadn't really slept and he was bright-eyed and bushy tailed, so I basically told him he could do whatever he wanted as long as I didn't have to participate too actively.  What he wanted, I'm pleased to say, was to eat me out, pussy and asshole, for a heroic length of time, to the point where I wanted to stop him and tell him that he didn't have to worry so much about my pleasure.  But it worked.  It was a very nice way to wake up, and when he asked, almost shyly, "Lexi, do you mind if I stick it in your butt?" I laughed, got on my knees, and spread my cheeks to give him a good look.

God, assfucking with a cock... it's different than a toy.  I can't really explain how; obviously it's different, but it's different in a different way than toys and cocks in the pussy is.  It's slightly... easier, maybe?  It has more give than rubber?  I don't know, I just know that all the toys in the world wouldn't make me give up men.  Liam has a way to go to be the best lover; his technique is still fairly basic, mostly because he hasn't had enough different partners to show him all the different and magical ways a woman can be given pleasure.  It's mostly in and out, and he seems to forget about anything but thrusting when he gets closer.  But he's good for an amateur.  And I'm a forgiving lover, particularly with the young.

He came after a respectable period, then we went to get breakfast and make sure Kevin was awake.  He was; he had been up for longer than we had, and looked better-rested.  Liam didn't even ask; he just started sucking Kevin's cock, and then when they both were hard (insatiable, I swear, and I don't blame Kate for not being able to keep up with them) Liam asked, "Do you want to do a sandwich?"

"For breakfast?"  I was pretty sure what he meant, but I wanted to have a bit of fun.

"No.  Come on, don't be dumb.  I meant do you want me to fuck you and then Kevin can fuck me?"

"Do you do that with your mom?"

"Sometimes.  But not a lot.  It's really fun.  You should try it."  Kevin looked as enthusiastic as Liam.

Which is how I wound up on my back with two boys between my legs, Liam's cock inside me and twitching every time his brother thrust.  I even kissed Kevin, who didn't seem to mind, and my hands were on his butt as it pressed down into Liam.  It was indeed "really fun."  Kevin didn't last as long as Liam, but then it was his first of the day, and he contented himself with sticking his hand down between us and stroking Liam's balls as Liam sped up and then spent inside me.  And again, it was a delicious load, warm and strong.

Kate showed up after lunch to find Liam going at me again.  "Thank God, wear him out a little," she laughed.  She wanted me to stay, but I had to head back to work for another evening gig, so I cleaned up a little and then big my farewells.  I both wanted to stay and didn't.  I wanted to because I could keep getting fucked, but I didn't because I was still feeling that emptiness which had hit me overnight, and I also felt guilty for not having apologized to Liam for being short with him.  Also, I really just wanted to go home and go to sleep, because I was really tired at that point.  But instead I had to serve my time before I could do that, and then of course I couldn't sleep again.