The Winterfell Boys

Ned and Catelyn were in the Eyrie, dealing with crazy Aunt Lysa. Sansa and Arya were at their voice lessons, and would be till the evening. Bran and Rickon were with Maester Luwin at the other end of the castle. This left the three older boys to themselves. Robb Stark, son of Eddard, was the heir to Winterfell. Jon Snow was Eddard's infamous bastard son. And Theon Greyjoy was Eddard's ward. 

"Ros's cunt is so tight," Theon described, rubbing his massive cock through his trousers, lying back on his bed. "It feels so good on your cock. You should try having her."

"Mother would have my head," replied Robb, brushing his hand up and down his equally impressive manhood. 

"I suppose. That's the advantage to not being a true Stark. You can fuck whoever you want. Isn't that right, Jon?"

Jon Snow, who had been sitting at a table, reading a book about the honorable men of the Nights Watch, quickly turned red. He had once visited Ros, even paid her, but could not bring himself to take her. 

"I love a good, tight, cunt," Theon said. " 'Specially since my cocks so big. I really stretch them out."

"I bet you do," Robb laughed. 

"Ah, I could have me a wank right now," Theon said, working his gurth through his pants.

"Aye, me too," Robb said.

"Then what the hell are we waiting for?" Theon said.

Both boys stood up. Theon was already shirtless. His chest was hairy, his nipples were hard. He unbuttoned his trousers and unleashed his monstrous cock. It was huge, hard, and veiny. His crotch and huge balls were coated in thick, curly dirty blond hair. 

Robb cast his leather cuirass aside. He was paler and more muscular then Theon. His nipples were brown, as was the hair surrounding them. He kicked off his boots and ripped off his belt. He slid out of his pants. His cock was long and thick, as well, but less veiny than Theon's. His balls were nice and tight, and matted with curly dark hair. 

The boys were more than comfortable being naked in front of each other. They had known each other for their entire lives. They were basically brothers. And they both had big nice cocks, so neither gave a shit. 

"Oh, by the drowned god that's good," Theon moaned. 

"You should join us, Jon," Robb said, tickling his balls. 

His increasingly frazzled half-brother shifted uncomfortably. 

"You need to unwind a little," Robb said. 

"Fine," Jon Snow said.

He closed his book and stood up. He took off his black cloak and fur boots. His hands reached his pants, and he hesitated.

"Oh don't be such a prude," Theon scoffed. "We are men. We have cocks. We can show them off."

Jon sighed and slid out of his leather trousers. He was the palest of the three, but his cock was nice and pink. It was good and big too, with black curly hair surrounding the base. 

"Not bad for a bastard," Theon said, tapping Jon's cock with a finger.

Jon swatted his hand and grabbed him by the throat. Both of their dicks bounced as Jon shoved Theon into the wall.

"Never call me that again!" Jon snarled.

"Relax, I was just giving you a compliment," Theon cooed.

Jon wasn't buying it. Robb came over to pull them apart.

"Boys, boys! Are we here to fight or are we here to cum?" he asked.

"I would personally love to cum," Theon sneered.

Jon begrudgingly released Theon, and leaned against his table. Theon started working his cock, running his calloused hands up and down his gurth. Robb took a hand at the base of his and shook it back and forth, making it harder and harder with each swing. Jon tickled his balls with one hand and massaged his head with the other. 

"Fuck this is good," Theon groaned.

"I need this. Father's been all over me about feeding the horses every day. I simply don't have time," Robb said, letting his emotions out as he played with himself. 

Jon stayed silent, just enjoying the pleasure he was giving himself. Robb eyed his half brother, glad to see him having a little fun for once. Suddenly, Theon spat all over his cock and worked it in. Robb and Jon stared at him.

"What? It feels real fucking good," he said unapolgetically.

The other boys shrugged, and spat all over their dicks.

"You're right, by the gods," Jon moaned.

As if in unison, they all cut the foreplay and started jerking more vigorously. Jon gripped the table as he sent himself deeper and deeper into his pleasure. Theon panted and groaned, working himself harder and harder. Robb jumped onto his bed and lay on his back, jacking himself off harder than he had in a while.

"Fuck me, here it comes!" Jon groaned.

He spewed his load all over the floor. He came a lot, milking more and more sticky white seed out of his big cock. He shook his head, rustling his black hair, and took a deep breath.

"Shit Jon I'm next," Robb said.

He came all over himself. The cum flew out of his cock, into the air, and splattered all over his naked, muscular body. He jerked and jerked and jerked, riding his orgasm to the fullest. 

"There we go, boys," Theon said. "Here I go!"

Theon easily had the biggest load of the three. His veiny cock deposited a massive amount of cum onto the floor. 

"Yes!" He snarled as he came.

When he was finished, he sucked some of the cum off his fingers and sighed.

"That was good," he said.

"By the gods!" Robb agreed. 

Robb quickly drifted off to sleep. Theon did the same. And Jon sat down and resumed reading his book, naked and sweaty and sticky with cum.