Drunken Christmas with My Brothers

Leighton whistled loudly, "Weeeelllll what do you know! Our little sis is a little more wild than we thought, eh Brayden?" He was staring at his older brother with that stupid grin on his face, not unexpected. I wanted to smack him right then. Not really, though. In truth, I was giggling.

Brayden just grunted in response, holding his empty glass like it was the most fragile thing in the world. He seemed to be swaying in bed, which was exactly how I felt right then. But now it was Leighton's turn again. And he had already refilled his shot, so there was no excuse to delay.

"Your turn, Leigh," I slurred. Wait. Was I slurring? I hated when I slurred. I stared daggers at my shot glass and then raised it to my lips again, tipping it back until a tiny droplet of whiskey poured into my mouth.

Fortunately, Leighton didn't seem to give a shit. He was staring at me. Intently. His glass was up in the air, a foot in front of his face. But he kept looking at me. And me, the helpless drunken deer that I was, stared right back. Defiantly. Or maybe stupidly. Yeah. Probably stupidly. I didn't feel defiant at all. Just horny. But I stared nonetheless. Then, without taking his gaze from mine, Leighton said, "I gave her a cock shot."

Say what now? Scrunching my nose and squinting my eyes, I asked, "What the fuck is a cock shot??"

Of course, Leighton was grinning at me. Like I was an idiot and he had the inside scoop. But I didn't rise to his silliness. Instead, I just leveled my gaze at him, letting him know I wasn't playing games. I wanted to know and that was that. His expression sobered slightly and then he glanced at his brother before looking back at me. With a shrug, he said simply, "It's when a chick does a shot with my dick in her mouth."

I literally had to close my mouth just to say, "Oh." I knew I looked like an inexperienced teen. I had never heard of this before. Ever. Yet, it sounded intriguing as hell. I was instantly confident that if I had actually gone to college, I would have tried this at a sorority party. Or, probably more accurately, at a frat party. But that's all just semantics. As it was, the second my brother gave me the definition, I couldn't stop thinking about it. It sounded... kinky. Fun. Erotic. Exciting. Arousing. Fucking hell christ almighty I was horny!

I had no idea what my face looked like right then, but Leighton must have seen something that I didn't know I was putting on display. He leaned forward, closer to me. For a second, I felt like we were the only two people in the entire universe. He whispered to me, "You wanna try it?"

Brayden's loud groan brought me back to the moment, reminding me that I was not only not alone, but that I was lying in bed with my two older brothers. Not boyfriends. My brothers. My own flesh and blood. Unfortunately, my pussy didn't get the memo. It throbbed hopelessly, incessantly, and hungrily. I started nodding before my brain could catch up to the madness.

"Yessss," I heard myself hiss. Was that what a snake sounded like?

Leighton didn't even hesitate. The next thing I knew, he was up on his knees, tugging his pajama bottoms down. He seemed to struggle for a minute, but a few seconds later, he was completely naked. And hard. His cock seemed to be staring at me with one eye. I stared right back, challengingly. I wasn't going to let it win this contest! Focusing my energy on making myself look imposing, I squinted my eyes, scrunched my nose and pursed my lips. Let's do this, mother fucker.

Wait. What? I only had a second to squeal as I felt my brother grab hold of me and drag my body closer to him. Then, without any participation of my own, Leighton swung himself around and lifted his knee over me. When the dust settled, I found myself staring at a very erect cock that was hovering over my chin. Swallowing a lump in my throat, I ran my eyes up my brother's naked body until our gazes locked. He had his knees planted on either side of my chest, facing me. His penis was dangling just inches in the air above my face. I swear I could see its shadow across my chest, even though I was staring practically straight up so I could see his face. The fucker was grinning. As usual.

"Shot time?" he asked down at me.

Instead of swatting at him and squirming away, I nodded. Oh. Was I really doing this? Was he really doing this? Were we really doing this? Where was Brayden's voice to bring sanity to this madness? But my oldest brother didn't say a thing. The world seemed to move in slow motion as I watched Leighton lift his empty shot glass and the bottle of fireball in the air above me. He tipped the whiskey and I saw the transparent brown liquid pool into the tiny cup, filling it. Some of the liquid spilled over the side, landing on the skin between the top of my shirt and my chin. I didn't care.

Leighton handed the liquor bottle to my oldest brother, who took it without questioning. Then, still grinning at me, I watched as the upper half of his body leaned forward. My eyes were glued to the shot glass, so when something hot brushed my lower lip, I gasped. Zeroing my focus to what was touching my mouth, I gasped softly again. My brother was resting the very tip of his cock on my lower lip. And then the whole scene became suddenly very very real. I didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Leighton seemed to be an expert at such matters. He mumbled, "Don't worry, you don't have to blow me or anything weird. Just... drink."

"Mmm ooo kkk," I said, unable to move my lips. Well, I could have moved them. If I did, it would probably be to close my mouth and bar any further taboo activity from occurring. But in the back of my mind, I knew I didn't want to stop this from happening. I was enthralled. Mesmerized, even. And definitely, one hundred percent horny for this situation.

Leighton lowered his hand that was holding the shot glass. My eyes followed it like a lodestone. He stopped when he was about an inch above his cock. For some reason, my eyes chose that moment to focus on his penis. It was... long. I guessed maybe seven inches. And he had the tip resting on my lip. It felt hot. Like, swelteringly hot. Burning hot. I opened my mouth wider, awaiting what was next. I knew what to do, so I thought. My body wanted to shudder with arousal but I suppressed it. Blinking, I stared up into my brother's face, waiting.

Leighton tilted the shot glass over the base of his cock. Liquid splashed and streamed down the length of his shaft, pouring directly into my mouth. I felt the hot, cinnamonny liquid pool in the back of my throat. Instinct took over and I closed my lips, swallowing in the process. Leighton's moan made my eyes flutter back open. Oh shit! I had my lips wrapped around the head of his cock. His mouth was open, a look of rapture on his face. I froze. He froze. Our eyes locked. And there was no turning back.

I started blowing my brother.

Tilting my head up, I took his cock deeper into my mouth. It tasted salty against my tongue. Salty and slightly bitter. Craning my neck, I pressed down with my lips, unable to restrain myself. My tongue slid into place underneath his head, splaying out as my face pressed forward. I felt the bulb of his penis descending deeper into my mouth. Oh god! I knew it was wrong. I knew it was my brother's cock that I was suckling, but I didn't care. Pressing my lips together, I strained to tilt my head even further forward.

"Oh god yeah, suck my cock little sis!" Leighton moaned into the room. It echoed like we were in a cathedral. Again, I didn't care. I was all in at that point. Loosening my grip of his cock with my lips, I finally relented to my aching neck and fell backward. But I still had the tip cinched and I wasn't letting go. Determined, I forced my head to crane forward once more. His cock descended into my mouth again and I moaned. I fucking moaned! I couldn't help it.

And just like that, I was bobbing my head forward and back, taking my own brother's cock deeper into my mouth with each round. He was moaning loudly while I licked the underside of his dick. That only spurred me on. Faster, I bobbed, straining to take him deeper still. The tip of his cock tickled the roof of my mouth and I gasped, clenching my lips around his shaft. Mmmm. Faster I moved my head, bobbing, pushing forward, forcing him further inside. His moans continued to fill the room with their resonating echo. Yes! Clamping my lips tighter, I craned my neck forward, then back. Forward and back. Until finally, he started contributing. I felt his cock forcing its way deeper into my mouth.

Suddenly, Leighton called out softly, "Dude, eat her out!" He was clearly making the request of his older brother.

"Uhhh, no," Brayden's response came almost instantly.

But my pussy was protesting his answer. It throbbed and pulsed while I continued to blow his younger brother. I needed this. We all needed this. I could tell. The sexual tension was rocketing off the Richter scale. Like an earthquake, my crotch exploded with pleasure and desire. I couldn't help myself, so I reached my hands down toward my pelvis and took hold of my pajama pants, pushing them down. Cool air lapped at my vagina as I exposed it to the basement room.

Brayden gasped and then whispered, "Dude, she's red down there, too!"

Leighton laughed as he undulated his hips, plunging his cock deeper into my mouth. He grunted as he answered, "Of course she is. She's a natural, bro!"

Clamping my lips even tighter around my brother's shaft, I pushed my face forward. Hard. I felt his cock descend further than it had before, until the tip tickled the uvula at the back of my throat. Mmmmm yessss. That's what I wanted. A hearty deep throat. Struggling to lift my head higher, I reached out and grabbed hold of Leighton's hips to steady myself. Then, squeezing my fingers into his skin, I pulled myself forward. His cock reached the back of my throat, making my gag.

Just then, pleasure exploded in my crotch. Oh my god fucking hell christ fuck shit damn fuck jesus wow oh god! Brayden was eating me out. And I was so charged with arousal, my orgasm started almost immediately. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMM FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!" I cried out as my oldest brother tickled and tortured my clit with his tongue. My body spasmed, hips bucking upward violently. And then I started to juice. That is, I squirted. Oh god, I couldn't help it! I squirted juice into my oldest brother's face, creaming it with a thick, viscous liquid. Over and over, I felt it coming out of me. Maybe not streaming the entire time, but definitely oozing. And he just kept on eating me out.

Leighton's voice jarred my attention as he cried out, "Fuck dude! She's already cumming! OH GOD! OH GOD OH GOD!! OH FUCKKKKK---"

And just like that, Leighton started spewing cum in my mouth. I swallowed. Then I clamped my lips tighter, swallowing again. Then again. And again. He came so much, I was afraid it was going to leak out of my lips. But I kept it together. Stream after stream drenched the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could, but it wasn't enough. Fucking hell he had a lot of cum! But I didn't stop him. I didn't pull away. I didn't loosen my lips. I just kept swallowing. Again and again, until he was finally done. Then I swallowed my last swallow.

"For fuck's sake!" Leighton exclaimed. And then he fell backward, his cock yanking itself out of my mouth. The bed shook as he landed on his back. Then he murmured, "Fucking hell fuck. Fuck fuck fuck!" He groaned, and his body trembled. Then he whispered, "God damn that was intense!"

Brayden finally pulled himself out of my crotch, reeling. He rolled over onto his back, breathing heavily. Lifting my head to look at him, I saw that his cheeks were glistening with juice. My juice. His mouth was open and he was gasping raggedly. He looked super worked up. Aroused beyond belief. Come to think of it, I was still horny myself. Not as much as I had been, considering the orgasm I just had. But enough to do what I had to do. My clit was still tingling from his teasing as I pushed myself up.

It was time to help my oldest brother get some release.

[part 03]

I still felt heavily buzzed, but the experience with my brothers had oddly sobered me a little. Leighton was staring at me. And that stupid knowing grin was plastered on his face as usual. But I didn't care. He could judge me all he wanted. Surprisingly, I noticed that he was still hard. Maybe not quite as erect as he had been while I blew him, but he hadn't gone completely soft like he should have. Interesting.

Reaching both hands to the hem of my pajama shirt, I lifted it up my body and over my head. When I tossed it aside, I discovered both of my brothers staring at my tits. Hungrily, I might add. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. Just for a little show, I took hold of my breasts with my hands and gave them a little jiggle. As I said, they weren't all that big. But I knew they were enough to arouse both boys who were staring at me.

Letting go of my boobs, I crawled toward my oldest brother. He stared at me without saying a word. When I reached him, I didn't hesitate as I stretched my arms out, going for his pants. When my fingers slid inside the waistband, he instinctively lifted his hips off the bed, making my job easy. When I got his pajamas down just past his crotch, I gasped.

Brayden's staff sprang upward, bouncing wildly. And my god. He was fucking huge! It was easily the biggest cock I had ever seen. It must have been almost nine inches long! My mouth watered. My original plan went right out the window. I had meant to fuck him. But now that I was staring at that mammoth beast, I didn't want anything except to take him in my mouth and see how much pleasure I could give him.

With an agonizing cry, I dove forward. My elbows pressed into my oldest brother's thighs and both hands met at his shaft, wrapping their fingers around it. Brayden moaned at my touch. But that was just the beginning. Opening my mouth wide, I lowered my head and took as much of him past my lips as I could. When I felt his bulbous tip jab against the back of my throat, I gagged instantly. And he was barely halfway inside my mouth!

Using my hands and mouth at the same time, I really went at it. I blew my brother like I was starving and his cock was a feast. Up and down I moved my head, letting my taut lips glide down the edges of his pole. Meanwhile, my hands twisted and stroked the bottom half of him. I started making mewling and whimpering noises while I went to town on him. My god he was so big! My mouth felt stretched to the limit, but I didn't care. I loved it. Bobbing my head faster, I felt saliva drooling out of my mouth, coating my fingers while I continued stroking him.

Brayden's moans grew louder, which only fueled my fervor even further. I lapped at his cock while I moved my head. I felt it plunge into my mouth again and again, the tip gagging me every time I pushed him inside. I was proud of myself, though. Not once did I cough. Up and down I threw my head, feeling him fill my mouth to capacity. His hands suddenly latched onto the sides of my head. That spurred me on and I started pressing my lips against his shaft, creating a little more friction and pressure.

"Huhhhnnn ooooh fuck, yessss!" Brayden hissed.

Leighton chimed in just then, his words somewhat slurred, "Hell yeah, bro! Give our little sis your load! She wants it!"

Somehow those words did something to me. Something profound. Inside me, I felt a pulse of pleasure explode in my clit. And suddenly, I knew what I wanted. What I needed. That massive cock was about to explore another opening of mine. My heart was pounding. When I tried to lift my head off my brother's massive erection, his grip on my head clenched tighter. I realized he was moaning and gasping and his hips had started moving, thrusting himself into my mouth. He started shaking. Relaxing my muscles I let him fuck my mouth for several thrusts. His breathing was loud and wild, moans coming between gasps. He was close. He was about to cum in my mouth. Oh god, I wanted to taste his cum!

But no. I needed more. With a heave, I pushed against his thighs and forced my head up, despite his death grip. Brayden's cock tumbled out of my mouth. For a minute, he continued to hold onto my head and I found myself staring down the length of that menacing beast. It was twitching like crazy and I could see precum bubbling from the tip, oozing down the sides of it. He squeezed my head even tighter, tugging me downward. He wanted me to finish blowing him. I held my breath. For a minute, I thought for sure he was about to bust his nut and explode all over my face. I honestly wouldn't have minded if he did.

But that itch between my legs was only growing stronger.

Struggling to wrench myself free from his grip, my oldest brother finally let go. My entire body shot backwards and I would have fallen on my back but Leighton caught me in his arms. Turning my head toward him, he stared at me with unabashed lust. His eyes were glazed over with it.

Then he kissed me. And it was no brotherly kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, his lips wrapping around mine. They were wet and the kiss was extremely sloppy. But I loved it. Closing my eyes, I leaned into him, opening my own lips in response. Our tongues slathered each other. For over a minute, I kissed my brother like he was my lover. The arousal in my body grew so intense, I felt like I could have another orgasm if we just kissed a little longer. But my oldest brother's cock was still invading my mind, filling it the same way he had filled my mouth just moments before.

Pulling away from Leighton's kiss, I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath. Then I turned my head back to Brayden and saw him staring at the two of us. His mouth was open and he was still breathing hard. His massive cock was swaying and twitching between his legs, calling to me.

I scrambled back to my oldest brother's legs and quickly straddled him, putting one knee on either side of his hips. Then, taking hold of his saliva-covered shaft, I lifted myself up over it. I had to strain to get that much height. When the tip brushed against my clit, I cried out. Our eyes locked. The look of lust was clear as day on his face, but beneath that was something else. Apprehension? About having sex with his sister, no doubt. But I was not about to let him get out of this. Not when that tower of flesh was literally standing up straight directly beneath my pussy.

Lowering my head, I peered down my own body. My breasts were two lumps of sprouting flesh on my chest, peaked by two rosy-pink nipples that were both erect. My belly bulged out just past my tits. Not that I had a flabby stomach, but it was just the angle my body was in that made it jut out slightly. Beneath that I saw the small patch of sprouting red pubic hair. I kept it tidy with regular shaving, and the fuzzy area was shaped vaguely like a heart, with the tip pointing directly at my clit.

And below all of that was the object of my current passion. My obsession. Brayden's staff was tall and thick. The tip was almost the exact width as the rest of his cock, which I had never seen before. Usually the tips of penises were fatter than the rest of them. As I stared down my body at my brother's dick, I watched as another trickle of precum oozed from the massive slit on the top. Licking my lips in anticipation, I lifted my head one more time.

Movement from the corner of my eye made me turn my head sideways. Leighton was there, leaning closer to me. Was he going to kiss me again? Just then, my knee slid on the bed. Only a few inches, but it was enough that my body lurched downward. My eyes opened wide in shock as I felt Brayden's cock sink into my pussy. Just the first inch, but that was enough to give me a taste. To know what was in store for me. My opening felt stretched to the limit. Taut with strain before he was even a quarter of the way inside me.