I was driving to Dumas on one of my trips to see my younger brother that I make several times a year. The reason for the trips is to help my brother on his ranch. That is what I tell the wife and family but in truth I go there at times of the year when there is nothing to do on the ranch. My brother and I spend the time fucking like rabbits, well he fucks me that is. Even though he is two years younger he has always been the dominate top in our incestuous relationship. I can not remember when it all started. Seems like we have been playing since we were very young. We always slept in the same room as kids so it was natural to experiment as brothers do. Phil always seemed like he was the dominate one when ever we played. When we were alone I called him Phal short for phallus and he called me Cunt instead of Curt. He always ended up on top or making me submit to him. Maybe I always knew I wanted to be the bottom. When I graduated college I did not want to work the ranch. I wanted to move to Dallas and build my law carrier so I told Phil that when our parents died he could have the ranch and that happened only 2 years after I moved to Dallas. At the reading of the will I told the attorney I wanted to sign over my half of the ranch to Phil and he drew up the papers to do this and we filled them with the county clerk the next day.
I did not know this trip would be a different in many ways. Not to far out of Fort Worth on 287 I noticed a motorcycle with a well built man ridding, We passed each other several times and from the vantage of my truck I could see he had full bore in his pants and was packing more than a single stroke. There was just something about the way he sat and rode on his bike that caught my attention. My bladder was getting full and I was thinking about finding a place to piss when I noticed the man on the bike turned on his blinker very early and assumed he was getting off at the next exit. I had traveled this route so many times that I knew that the Vernon truck stop was where he was getting off so I decided to take the time for a piss also and see what else I could find out about him.
I saw where he parked his bike but there were no other spaces on the side so I had near the front of the building. By the time I got in the truck stop I did not see him anywhere and had forgotten all about having to piss. I scanned the gift shop the restaurant and then the men’s room but could not find him. Damn did I miss him. Then I remembered the shower. I walked down the hall with the showers and the first three were empty and the doors open but when I got to shower 4 the door was closed. I stood there till I got up the courage to push gently on the door. It was unlocked and I slowly opened the door and looked at the end of the small dressing area each shower had and saw the bikers Xtreme jacked hanging on the dressing cubicle hook on top of his shirt. His silver helmet was on the shelf above. Boots under the bench and a black jock strap was hanging from the other hook next to his jacket like a symbol marking his area .
My heart was pounding in my chest so hard I was sure he could hear it over the shower running. I crept to the end of the dressing area and peeked around the corner of the shower. It had to be him even though I had never seen him with out his riding gear on.
He was standing facing the shower head with all the water running over his body. He had been in long enough that the stall was filled with steam. His body was amazing. The round ass was begging to be eaten and his thighs we so big he could hold on to any thing he wanted to fuck. He must have heard me breathing because I am sure I did not make any other sound as I stood and stared. He did not look back at me but said did you lock the door? I said no but I will. When I got back to the shower I was completely undressed with my clothes all over the floor where ever I peeled them off.
I approached him and took the soap from his hand and instead of washing him I put the soap in the dish. I raised his left arm up by the wrist with both of my hands to get it way over his head and began to eat out his pit. Cleaning all the man smell from the hair with my tongue and lips. I cleaned the other pit equally well and then went to his ass sliding down his body with my mouth.. When I got there he leaned over slightly and spread his legs to give me good access to his man hole. I started at the back of his balls and worked all the way up to his back man times, His ass tasted better than any I ever had and he must have enjoyed it since he let out some low growling sounds as I tongued his tight hairy man hole. When I was sure all that was clean I went to his cock which was semi hard now and licked his entire pubic area and made sure the shaft was clean especially around the head and piss slit. When I tongued his piss slit he let go with what seemed like a west Texas gusher of piss. Some went all over my face since I was not ready for it but I got most in my mouth and into my belly.
As his piss settled in my gut I remembered that I had never pissed and my bladder was now hurting. What was it going to feel like after my kidneys processed all his piss? After he stopped pissing I felt his dick flex. Not sure if it was involuntary or he was telling me to suck it. I did what I new to do and started going deep on it. I went slowly balls deep till the swollen head was past my pallet in the soft area of my throat and then pulled off till the head was in the middle of my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head. Up to this point I had only touched him with my tongue and lips so I placed my hands on his hips to keep good time going. That must not have been the thing to do because he grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms high in such a hard jerk I thought it would have dislocated a shoulder and then he placed both wrist in one big hand and pinned them against the wall. With out a seconds pause he grabbed my hair and yanked my head all the way back and spit a massive gob into my mouth that was so slick it started to slide down my throat with out even swallowing. This must have been for lube because he pulled my head back down in position and forced his dick into my throat so hard he banged my head against the tile hard enough to make me see blue birds. He either did not notice or care because he pushed harder and growled “I want in that throat faggot, open up”. I complied as best I could. He went in so deep I felt my stomach heaving and he must have also and pushed harder till I gagged into my mouth and he pulled out to let it all run all over my chest and heaving belly covering my cock and balls with my own gag but only for a second and then shoved it back in for more throat action. He must have enjoyed that because he did that five or six times and laughed each time.
When he was bored with the top of my body or got tired of holding my arms he let go and told me to get up and turn around but before I could get in position he grabbed my neck with one hand and waist with the other and placed me in the position he wanted slightly bent over, hands braced against the wall, legs spread eagle under the shower head.
I thought I knew what he was going to do but had no idea how brutal it would be. First he spit in his hand and ran it up and down my crack to lube the area and then spit again and put one two then three fingers in my cunt to spread the lube inside. Then a third spit to lube his shaft and he held the base to guide it into my pucker. I knew from sucking it that is was going to be difficult to take. He slide up and down the crack and then found the hole and pushed till the hole sunk in but it did not relent at first so he pushed even harder till the first pucker let him in and I thought I was going to split apart. He kept pushing till the second ring gave in and let him into my body and I could barely hold on to the wall and my knees wanted to buckle. He must have known that I was going to let go so he put one arm over my left shoulder and grabbed my right nipple and pinched it hard and held on, Then his right arm went down against my belly between my legs and grabbed my nuts and squeezed and pulled them down to my knees. This way I was not going to get away from him or collapse on the floor. When he had me pinned he started his rythm of hard deep fucking my cunt. As he pulled almost all the way out I could feel the second pucked almost pulled out of the first and worried my guts would be ripped out but there was nothing I could do but take it. My arms gave out and I went to the wall with my elbows bent and my head started banging the tile, Who needs poppers when you have a head banging like this. With each thrust I felt the massive head reach my prostate and then travel up to my bladder and since I STILL had not pissed, ever time he pulled back a stream of piss gushed out of my hard dick and hit the wall and was only stopped by the pressure of his dick when he plowed back into my body. After thirty minutes of pole banging with perfect form he bent over me and I could feel him on my back squeezing my body with his powerful arms. My head was down and he placed his mouth on the muscle at the base of my neck at the shoulder on the right side and I felt him bite me hard and not let go. As he continued to bite the muscle he squeezed my balls harder and I could feel his shaft base get thicker inside of me till I felt a warm rush into my gut that was like a warm sweet coffee drink. After he had pumped me with a load that seems be bubbling up in my throat he took his mouth off my neck and whispered in my ear, “I have marked you inside and out. You are now my fag, Do you understand”? I was so weak I could not speak, I could only nod my head and slobber. He kept holding my balls and nip till he was satisfied I agreed to his demand and then let go of both to stand up. I could still feel his hot breath on my ear and neck. He said don’t move I have to piss again and a warm burning stream filled me this time. The burning must have been from the difference in PH from his cum. My body acclimated fast to the change and my gut was not so full I knew I could not hold it when he decided to take his log out of my cunt. When he finished pissing he began to pull out but my cunt would not leg go of him. I guess my body had healed around him from the damage he did and now considered his dick part of my body so it was not letting go. He grabbed my hips and pulled back and I am sure ripping me again till I heard a plop and hoped it was only his dick hitting his leg and not my colon falling to the floor
Once I was leaning against the wall without him holding me up or his dick in me I had no more strength and slide down the tile wall till I was on my hands and knees. He laughed so hard it echoed in the shower and then slapped my butt with his wet hand hard and said turn around and clean me up. I turned around and got up on my knees steadying myself with my arms on my thighs and sucked his dick and balls clean of the left over piss, cum and my cunt all mixed together. When I got in this position I felt stuff flowing from my body and hoped it was not blood and was sad to think his piss and cum may be going down the drain.
When he was satisfied he was clean he told me to get up and wash me. I slowly got up on my wobbly legs and took the shampoo to wash his hair. After rinsing his hair I soaped him up taking special care of the pits, ass crack and cock and balls to make sure they were all clean. After washing his feet he pointed to the corner for me to wait as he stood under the water and rinsed off. He turned and went to the shower door, took the towel from the hook out side, handed it to me to dry him. Again I took special care of the pits crack and cock and balls. When he was dry he took the towel from me and walked to the shower door instructing me to wash my self good and do what ever I needed to my cunt and come to the dressing area when finished.
I quickly washed my body all over turning the water as hot as it would go to soothe my aching muscles. Then I decided I had better check to see if my transmission had been ripped out. I put one then two then three finger in my cunt with ease. It had never felt so open and loose I looked at my hand and the water below and there was no sign of bruising and no parts hanging out so I figured a trip to the hospital was not needed.
I turned off the water and walked to the shower opening. He was sitting nude on the dressing bench. Pointing to the towel on the hook I began to dry myself with the same very wet towel that I used on him. That actually excited me.
When I was dry he motioned for me to come over where he was sitting. He said :”I should never have to look up at you so get on your knees” which I did as instructed. He told me to dress him as he stood up. I put on his jock strap, jeans, socks, shirt, belt, zipped his pants and buckled his belt, then his boots.
He pointed to all my cloths on the floor and I knew I could get dressed now. As I was getting dress down on the floor since he was sitting on the bench and I should never by above him I asked him where he was headed? He said “he did not know, where ever he wanted”. I told him I was headed to see my brother in Dumas and he could join us. My brother had a 4 bedroom house, all the food we could want and beer and hard stuff also. He looked at me still half dressed and said “OK”, I will give it a try for a bit”.
I said I would call my brother Phil and let him know I was bringing… and realized I did not know his name. I paused and said my name is Cunt I mean Curt, what is yours.
He glared into my eyes and I could feel him all the way in my soul as he said, “ITS OBVIOUS, …..SIR”. And we will surprise your brother, no call”
My only response, YES SIR.
He stood up and shoved his jacket and helmet into my chest almost knocking me over since I was in the motion of standing up and said. “bring these out in a few minutes, I will be shopping”.
I made sure I was all together and walked into the truck stop shopping area, SIR was near the wall that had all the chrome truck accessories, When I walked up to him he pointed to something on the wall and said “do you think this would look nice on your ball”? Before I could answer he laughed and turned to walk away. He stopped at the end of the row and said “I am going to get a few things and you are going to pay for them”. Now listen to my instruction. “Put my jacket and helmet in your tuck, full up your truck and then come in and pay for the things I leave at the counter under your name, When you have done that drive around to the side of the building and I will be there on my bike”. He turned and walked away. I did as instructed and returned to pay for his stuff, When I asked for the stuff under the name Curt the clerk hauled out a box full of ropes, cables, clamps, connectors and things I had no idea what they were or would be used for. $217.35 worth of stuff. I put the box in the back seat of the truck and drove around the building He was sitting on his bike waiting for me. He motioned me to get out of the truck. He said we are going to put the bike in the truck. At that point I thought all that stuff was to tie his bike down and I said I have all kinds of tie down stuff and we don’t need that stuff I bought. He looked at me and said that is not for the bike fag, That stuff is for you!. My mind went crazy wondering what he had planned and if my brother was OK with it. Guess he did not give a shit in either case. We got the bike in the truck and he looked at me and said your married with kids aren’t you? I said yes. He said I could tell by the crew cab and the stickers on the back window.
I closed the tail gate and started around the truck to get in as he grabbed my arm and spin me around and asked where the hell are you going? He took the keys from my hand and said get in over there. I drive from now on. He put the keys in the ignition but did not start the truck. He turned and threw his jacket and helmet in the back seat and grabbed me by the neck and pulled me over to lye down in the seat. Then yanked my t shirt collar down to look at the mark he had left on my shoulder near my neck. He said looks good as a temporary brand till we can get a permanent one. He lowered an positioned the visor mirror so I could see the mark. I was oval red all over with some purple starting in some areas and evenly spaced puncture marks all around the edges. All the holes were bright red as the blood was now just plugging up the holes me made in me. He grabbed the loop on my jeans and pulled me closer to him on the seat till my head was in his lap. He said when we get out on the highway you are going to undo my pants and start nursing on my dick and do that all the way to Dumas. If I need to piss or cum you are going to take it. I don’t give a shit if you have to piss or not. You can piss your jeans and wear them.
He said this is going to be a fun trip with a smile, I look forward to meeting you brother as he speed out of the parking lot driving me to my destiny.