“What a game, man. I’m glad you scored us some tickets,” Br..
🕑 Added 2022-01-28 02:08:51 +0000 UTC
“What a game, man. I’m glad you scored us some tickets,” Brad proclaimed as the two brothers left their girlfriends in their seats and headed to the restrooms and then for another beer run.
“Dude, I know. Let's hurry before the second half,” Tony replied as the brothers headed toward the restroom.
The two brothers couldn’t be more different. Tony was tall and a construction worker by trade. His handsome face was adored with a thick beard and his long wild reddish blonde hair poked out from under his backwards cap. He was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt that showed off his muscular arms, jeans, and his work boots. Brad on the other hand, was more peppy then his older brother. He was a college wrestler, with a clean cut image, and wore his dark hair short. Brad was wearing an untucked white button up, khakis and fashionable boots. His body was compacted and solid. However, both brothers were very handsome and muscular and they knew it. Many people would call them cocky or even arrogant.
They were surprised how empty the restroom was during halftime. There were only two other men in the restroom at the time. They were standing by the sink washing their hands as Tony and Brad entered the restroom. They appeared to be in their forties or fifties, with noticeable beer guts. Through the mirror the men watch the brothers heading over to the urinals.
Tony unzipped his jeans and pulled out his impressive cock from his yellow boxer briefs. “Man, that feels good,” Tony closed his eyes and let it flow into the urinal.
“Yeah, half time ended just in time,” Brad replied as he also pulled out his cock over the white brief.
The two brothers didn’t notice one of the men by the sink moving to the restroom door and locking it. Suddenly the two strangers came up to the two brothers and blew a fine powder into their faces. Being caught off guard, neither stud had any choice but to breathe in the dust. They tried to block their eyes but with no effect. Their eyes watered as they began to cough while breathing in the dust. When Tony stopped coughing, he then felt a hand around his cock.
His eyes shot open, “what the fuck.”
However, the thought faded from Tony's mind along with all concerns. One of the men, in a red plaid shirt, had squeezed between Tony and the divider on his left and was now stroking Tony’s cock, as it stood out of the top of his boxer briefs.
“Ssshh, relaxed, boy,” the older man whispered.
The man put a small brown bottle up to Tony’s noise and made the already zonked out stud breath in the poppers. Tony’s mind was spinning. He discovered he couldn’t move away or protest anymore as he stood with his hands on his lean waist. He found his mind was foggy and it was so hard to think. He glanced to his right in panic and saw that Brad also had another man beside him. Brad let go a low moan as he breathed in the poppers. The man beside him was pressing his finger against one nasal while Brad breathed in the poppers from the other nasal. Tony's eyes returned to the stranger working his cock. The older man was stroking his own cock with one hand and Tony’s with the other hand. Tony could only stand there as his jeans fell down his muscular legs. The stranger then moved closer and started to rub their cocks together. The older man’s cock was bigger and fatter than Tony’s. The man wrapped a fist around their cocks, working it. The friction of the stranger’s cock against his own was making Tony so hard.
“Damn, Hershal, those two are sexy,” the man beside Brady said to his friend as he unbuttoned Brad’s shirt, revealing his smooth tight torso.
“They are, Billy, '' Hershal replied as he let go of his and Tony’s cocks and jerked the boxer-briefs down. He reached behind Tony and felt up the plump muscular ass.
“Get down on your knees and suck my cock, boy,” Billy then ordered Brad.
“Yes, sir,” the jock replied.
Brad’s voice emotionlessly as he obediently knelt in front of the older man. Billy then grabbed the college wrestler’s dark hair and pushed his cock into the boy’s mouth. Brad instantly began to gag on the cock.
“Suck it just like the way your girlfriend sucks cock,” Billy laughed.
Tears watered in Brad’s eyes as he gagged and coughed more on the thick cock pounding the back of his mouth. “Man, there's nothing sweeter than the sound of a straight boy sucking his first cock,” Billy laughed.
“Tell me about it,” Hershal laughed.
Meanwhile, Hershal was reaching around Tony and pushing a fat finger up the taller stud’s hole. Tony could only stare straight ahead at the bathroom wall as his ass hole was stroked and probed.
Hershal gripped Tony’s long, curly hair with his free hand, and whispered into his left ear, “Man, you are a tight one.”
Tony could only moan as his own cock was pointing straight ahead. Laughing, Hershal began to slap his hard cock against Tony’s smooth bubble ass.
“Bet you can bounce a quarter off those cheeks,” Billy laughed as he looked over the divider between the urinals. He had a firm grip on Brad’s hair as he roughly face fuck him.
“I bet his girlfriend really enjoy grabbing it while he fuck her,” Hershal laughed.
“After we done with those pretty boys, they won’t be fucking many pussies anymore. The only pussies they will care about are their own,” Billy laughed as he pulled Brad off his cock by the hair.
Brad struggled to regain his breath but was soon pulled upon his feet and pushed against the urinal. The college wrestler held out his hands to brace himself against the wall. Billy then reached under Brad’s long button up shirt, lifting it to reveal the tight white briefs that hugged the plump jock ass. Billy raised his hand and slapped the firm right ass cheek.
“Damn, look at it bounce,” Billy laughed again.
He then delivered another blow to the left ass cheeks, causing Brad to jump and try to pull his bubble ass away. Billy then moved his hands further up under the shirt and gripped the briefs’ waistband. He pulled them roughly down, ripping them as they were pulled over the round muscular ass.
“Damn, look how smooth that baby is,” Billy slapped the flawless bare ass cheeks.
Meanwhile, Hershal had Tony whimpering as he pushed a second finger into the straight virgin ass and was spreading his fingers, loosening and stretching Tony’s new entrance. Both brothers' cocks were rock hard as they were groped and used.
Hershal pulled out his fingers and moved behind the taller Tony. He aimed his cock between the muscular ass cheeks. Tony braced himself against the wall as Hershal grabbed his waist, pulling the hot stud toward him. Tony and Hershal both let out a deep grunt as Hershal pushed into the straight virgin hole. Tears ran from Tony’s eyes as the cock ripped him open while it pushed deeper into him.
Meanwhile, at the next urinal Billy also gripped Brad’s waist and pushed his cock into the wrestler’s tight hole. Brad was fortunate that Billy’s cock was still wet with his saliva and drool which acted like lube. The cock slid in deep, and Billy was soon moving in and out of the college stud. Brad’s eyes rolled into his head and he let out a deep moan as Billy’s cock found his prostate and began to ram it.
Hershal pulled out and thrust back into Tony, hard and deep. He knocked off Tony’s ball cap and grabbed a fist full of his hair as he rode the prime ass. He pulled the stud’s head back as he pounded him hard. Both studs were rock hard as they were being bitched out.
Billy reached into Brad’s opened shirt and grabbed hold of his smooth, muscular pecs. Those big firm pecs gave Billy leverage to ram hard up his tight ass. Both straight studs were moaning in lust as they were fucked for the first time. Their cocks were throbbing and leaking. Their tough, straight persona was being fucked out of them. Tony was the first to cum. He couldn’t hold out. He reached down and gripped his own cock and feverishly jerked himself off.
“That’s it, stud. Jack yourself off like a good slut,” Hershal thrusted all the way into Tony and paused.
“Fffuck, yes, sir,” the tough Tony cried as he came hard.
Tony’s cum shot out and hit the wall and urinal. His ass muscles gripped Hershal’s cock like a vice.
“That’s it, oh yeah,” Hershal cried out and shot his load deep into Tony.
Brad didn’t even touch himself. He threw his head back against Billy and cried out. His cock sprayed the wall in an intense orgasm. His ass muscles spasmed around Billy’s cock milking it.
“Yeah, you are a good slut whore,” Bill cried out and came deep inside him.
When the two men pulled out of the broken brothers, Tony and Brad slid down on the floor.
Hershal laughed, “Let's get those studs out of here before someone gets suspicious.”
The two men lifted the passed out studs and threw them over their shoulders. Brad couldn’t resist slapping Brad’s ass and teasing the cum leaking loose manpussy. They carried the out-cold studs out of the restroom and dropped them into waiting laundry carts.
