And Brother Makes Three

It was just past dusk as Heath turned his horse’s head for home. The day had been a hot one and he decided to take a detour to the secluded pond the family occasionally used as a swimming hole. As he rode, his mind replayed the scene he’d witnessed the previous night. He was having trouble sleeping in the heat and decided to take a walk. Nothing was stirring and he wandered into the barn, thinking to maybe repair some of the harness that was waiting.

Hearing a strange noise, Heath quietly moved to the back of the barn and stopped in shock, rooted to the ground by what was happening in front of him. Nick had Jarrod pushed into the corner, both men’s pants around their ankles and Nick’s hips were rocking against the lawyer in an unmistakable rhythm.

“God, harder, Nick,” he heard Jarrod moan and Heath watched in disbelief as Nick’s thrusting intensified, his hand reaching around Jarrod’s waist in what was an obvious move to grasp his brother’s penis.

“Jarrod, you are just so damn hot…”

Heath soon recovered the ability to move and made his slow way back to his room, wondering if he was really awake. He’d tried to put those images out of his mind all day, but they kept coming back.

Heath wasn’t naïve; he’d done it himself back as a prisoner in Carterson and a few times since. There was very little joy to be had in that hell of a prison camp and if the men took what pleasure they could in each other, Heath didn’t think that condemned them. But Jarrod and Nick were brothers and they had their pick of most of the eligible and even some of the not-so-eligible ladies in Stockton.

But there were things that you could with a man you just couldn’t do with a woman… Heath squirmed uneasily, uncomfortable that he was getting hard thinking of what he’d seen. They were his brothers too, dammit.

And it didn’t help that when he came up to the swimming hole, he found his brothers at it again. Both men were completely naked and Nick was reclining against a saddle, Jarrod’s head between Nick’s legs. Nick’s hands were grabbing onto Jarrod’s hair as his brother sucked his shaft in and out of this mouth and Heath couldn’t think of a sight that turned him on half as much. Making a quick decision, he sauntered up to them.

“Is this something only two can play, or can I join in, too?”

Both his brothers looked up in alarm and Heath just gave them a grin, eyeing both greedily.

“Heath…” Nick started, and his eyes widened as Heath removed his boots and slipped off his pants to expose his own excited member.

Jarrod quickly regained his composure and eyed his new brother’s massive cock lustfully. “By all means, brother Heath. I’m sure there’s room for one more.”

Heath knelt down behind Jarrod. “Just continue what you were doing, big brother. I’m sure I can find a way to amuse myself.” He slid his hand between Jarrod’s buttocks and teased his sensitive pucker.

Jarrod inhaled sharply at the sensation before returning his attention to Nick’s shaft. His heartbeat, which started racing when Heath caught them, was quickly getting faster for a different reason as Heath pressed first one finger and then two into his waiting hole. Nick groaned when Jarrod’s mouth tensed convulsively as Heath found his prostate.

“Oh, god, whatever you’re doing to him, Heath, keep it up,” the dark rancher gasped. “Think you should know big brother here likes to be ridden hard.”

Jarrod’s own penis twitched at Nick’s words. Nick was right, he did like it rough, and he loved the feeling of Nick’s cock rammed into him as hard as it could be, stretching him past the point of pain to intense pleasure. He sucked Nick harder and involuntarily swallowed him all the way down his throat when he gasped as Heath’s cock pierced his ass, his blond brother taking Nick’s words and forcing himself in as hard as he could. Jarrod tried to moan at the painful thrill, tried to do something, but Nick took the opportunity to grab Jarrod’s head tightly, thrusting his member to its full length down Jarrod’s throat and fucking him in the mouth as hard as Heath was fucking him in the ass. Jarrod was pinned helplessly between his two brothers, totally at their mercy, unable to move and unable to breathe and felt he would drown in pleasure. Heath grabbed his hips and continued his assault on Jarrod’s ass, his huge member hitting Jarrod’s prostate with each thrust and causing indescribable ecstasy. Jarrod felt both his brothers swell inside him and he almost choked on Nick’s semen as Heath’s hot ejaculate spurted up his ass, his own seed spewing out across the ground as his reality exploded. They both withdrew and Jarrod lay on the ground, struggling to hold on to consciousness.

“Hey, Jarrod, you all right?”

Jarrod lifted his head to see the concerned blue eyes of his new brother watching him and nodded weakly. Nick grabbed him around the shoulders and helped him to sit.

“Just take your time, Jarrod.” Nick patted him on the thigh. “I’m gonna work on getting to know our little brother better." He turned to grab Heath’s semi-rigid flesh. “Now brother Jarrod here is just about the best lay you're ever gonna have, but you seem to have inherited more than just your good looks from our father.”

Heath gave Jarrod a lopsided grin. “Reckon that was one of the best fucks of my life, Jarrod,” he said before he closed his eyes and groaned as Nick tugged on his cock.

Jarrod chuckled, already starting to recover and took himself in hand. “Any time, Heath. Just remember, turnabout is fair play.”

Heath cracked an eye open and both eyes widened at the sheer size of Jarrod’s cock as he saw the massive organ grow in the lawyer’s hand. “Boy howdy, Jarrod, I don’t think I’ve every seen anything quite like what you’ve got there.”

“Do you want to touch it, suck it, or have it shoved inside you?” Nick leered as he continued to work Heath with his fist.

Heath cocked an eyebrow at both of them. “How ‘bout a little of each?”

“Well, Heath,” Jarrod told him with a devilish grin, “I think you’ll have to do the first two before I’m ready for the third.”

Heath moved over and pushed Jarrod’s hand out of the way to grab his silky penis with firm strokes starting from the base and moving towards the tip. Nick followed, continuing to manhandle Heath’s member as his other fingers started plying Heath’s ass. Jarrod leaned back and closed his eyes in contentment as Heath’s other hand roamed across his belly and chest, moving up to tweak his taut nipples.

“Mmmm, that’s good, Heath,” he murmured, opening his eyes and meeting Heath’s sky blue with the intense blue of his own. The lawyer’s hands slipped up and unbuttoned Heath’s shirt, rubbing the strong, muscular chest. Heath bent over and trailed his lips across Jarrod’s belly before engulfing the head of his brother’s enormous phallus in his mouth.

Heath groaned around Jarrod’s shaft as Nick finally got three fingers inside of him and the dark rancher stroked his hard nub. Nick hadn’t been joking when he said that Jarrod was the best lay he'd ever had; whenever he was with a woman, Nick always held himself in check, wanting to bring her pleasure without hurting her. But with Jarrod, he could let himself go and give into his wildest desires and Jarrod just took it. Nick had never figured his older brother to be someone who enjoyed being under another’s control, but the more ruthlessly he fucked Jarrod, the more Jarrod seemed to get off on it.

Not that Jarrod didn’t give as good as he got; that was something Heath was going to find out for himself shortly.

Nick backed off as Jarrod pushed Heath’s head away and grabbed him around the waist, flipping him around so his tight butt was facing the lawyer. With a smooth motion, Jarrod grasped his cock and plunged the head into Heath’s waiting opening. Nick leaned back on his haunches to get a better view of the incredulous look on his blond brother’s face and the look of intense rapture on Jarrod’s.

“Let me know when you’re ready, Heath.” The lawyer’s voice was deep and sultry and Nick started working himself firmly. Heath must have let Jarrod know it was okay because the lawyer started thrusting with firm, easy strokes. Nick never could get over the intense look on Jarrod’s face when he was fucking someone and ever since the first time they’d shared a woman, he found that the sight of his brother’s ass and thighs working vigorously made him hard beyond belief. Stroking himself with one hand, Nick moved so he could grab Jarrod’s ass with the other and slipped his fingers into his crack. Jarrod’s hole was still slick with Heath’s cum and Nick had no trouble penetrating. His worked his fingers in and out to the rhythm of Jarrod’s own thrusting and pumped his cock to the same tempo.

Jarrod’s eyes were closed in ecstasy and Heath was moaning and writhing beneath him, urging Jarrod harder and faster and even though Nick loved to watch, he loved fucking his brother more. Jarrod’s legs were straddling Heath’s and Nick had no problem positioning himself. He pushed his cock into Jarrod in one smooth motion and the lawyer’s rhythm faltered.

“Just move, Jarrod,” he groaned, “I’m just here for the ride.” Jarrod resumed his motions and Nick grabbed on to Heath’s hips, moving with them. He groaned at being encased in his brother’s hot core; fucking Jarrod while Jarrod was fucking Heath was an incredible rush. He felt Jarrod’s muscles tighten and his thrusts grow harder as Jarrod came inside Heath, the convulsions of his orgasm around Nick’s shaft setting off his own climax and he made sure he deposited his seed inside his brother as far as it would go while his body shuddered in pleasure.

“I’d like to be able breathe sometime tonight,” came the husky drawl from beneath them and Nick and Jarrod both moved to let Heath up. Heath looked down at the dirt and grass that were stuck on the hairs of his chest. “Reckon I’m up for a swim. Joining me?”

The three men plunged into the water, ducking and splashing each other like kids as they rinsed off their sweat-soaked bodies. They emerged from the water and Jarrod grinned ruefully as they sorted out their clothes.

“I don’t know about you boys, but I’m not looking forward to the ride home.”

Heath grimaced, thinking of his tender backside. Jarrod being so big was pure enjoyment and he certainly didn’t have any regrets, but that saddle was going to be uncomfortable. And both of them had been up Jarrod’s ass; he was bound to be aching just as much. That was when he thought of something.

“You know, I don’t think it’s fair that only two of us are gonna ride home sore,” he drawled as he looked meaningfully at Nick.

Jarrod rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I do believe you’re right, Heath.” He grinned wickedly. “Which one of us will it be, Nick?”

Heath grabbed Nick by the arm as the rancher tried to sidle away. “Age before beauty, I think. You can do the honours, Jarrod.”

“Now wait a minute,” Nick protested as Jarrod snaked an arm around his waist, pressing his hardening cock against his buttocks.

“You can’t really tell me you don’t want it, Nick,” Jarrod breathed into his ear as his hand found Nick’s own growing erection.

“Nope, reckon I can’t,” Nick gave in, pushing back against him, “but if Age goes first, I want Beauty to have his turn right after.”

Heath moved in closer and all three pressed their bodies together, none of them wanting the night to ever end. They stayed on the shore, screwing and fucking and pumping and sucking, each losing track of just how many times who had whom and how until dawn broke over the sky. Finally satiated, sore and fulfilled beyond belief, the Barkley brothers gathered up their belongings and began the slow walk home, leading their mounts, secure in the knowledge that their bond went beyond just brothers.