Little Brother Sucks My Cock

Do you feel like a man now that you’ve made me suck your cock? Or is your masculinity intact because you didn’t want a guy on you who might enjoy it?
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Carl looked at the cards in his hand deciding what to do. After a brief moment, he discarded one and received another. The play then continued around the table with everyone taking their time to make their bets.
When it came back to him, he eyed his older brother, Cam, sitting to his right. Was he bluffing? Did he actually have a good hand this time? Taking the chance, he tossed in more chips and held his hand.
“Fold.”
Carl was a little surprised to see his younger brother, Casey, who was seated on his left, toss down his cards and get up from the table.
“My hand sucks,” Casey continued. “Anybody else need a beer?”
Carl put in a request for one as did Jake, the brothers’ cousin, who sat across the table from him. In the following silence, the sound of their wives’ laughter drifted to them from outside. The four couples were at the family cabin for the long holiday weekend and, as often happened, they separated into their own groups after dinner to enjoy the evening without their children.
Meeting Cam’s eyes, Carl examined his brother’s expression as the man upped the ante. There’s no way he had the flush. He had to be bluffing.
“Grab this for me, Carl,” Casey said from just behind him.
Carl turned intending to grab a bottle from Casey. Instead, he got a face full of sweaty cock and balls. As he heard the other men howl with laughter around him, he leaned forward, took the lengthy, but soft shaft into his mouth and bit down on it hard enough to get his point across.
“What the fuck?” Casey...