Randy’s Jock Brother Pt. 03

Hank group texted, "Can you both rush home?"

"I tried out at the catcher position today, and I am very worked up - eyeing all the players' cocks!!!"

"I need a good blow!"

"Are you both interested?"

I texted Randy, "If you get there first, don't wait on me - get started!"

Randy responded, "Same!"

When I arrived, I was rock hard, and I could not get undressed fast enough.

When I walked into our bedroom, Hank was sitting on the edge of our bed, hands flat on the mattress, leaning back slightly to give Randy maximum access to his huge cock.

Randy took a break from his expert sucking and said, "He tastes a little like cheap soap from the gym and sweat - it's amazing!"

He added, "Try it!"

I said, "Maybe later," and grabbed Randy's ass and lifted it to be the same level with my cock!

Hank, who rarely spoke when we played, said, "Fuck yeah, fuck my bro! Fuck him good!"

No lube, no prep, I shoved my aching hard cock into my husband's ass as he sucked on his baseball jock brother's monster cock.

I am a lucky man to watch that up close! Fuck, incest is fucking sexy!

Hank still wore his baseball jockstrap. Apparently there was no time to remove it - HOT! Randy had taken Hank's cock around the strap!

Three hot, in-shape, hungry guys going at each other produced some heat.

We were on fire!

I had bottomed out in my husband's ass - he moaned and yelled the entire time - and I found a good pace.

Randy was in a great place - ass full with my cock and mouth full with his brother's cock!

Hank reached out and grabbed a hand from each of us. He brought them under his shirt and left them on his abs.

We both took this as an invitation to feel his tight, hot body.

I really loved the defined valleys between his ab muscles. I ran my fingers deep into them, and Hank was one happy guy!

He held his shirt down and kept us from exploring further!

So we took what we could, and I found his well-defined V-shape. All the while, I kept fucking my husband, and he kept sucking his brother!

With our heat and hormones, I knew we wouldn't last long!

After we had all blown, me in my husband's ass, Hank in my husband's mouth, and my husband hands-free, Hank wedged himself out of the pile of flesh, and he wiggled his ass as he walked to his room.

He blew last, and he is teasing by leaving us... We wanted more!

He was still wearing a tight shirt, and we still had not seen his hot upper body!

Before we headed to clean up, Randy was laughing.

He said, "His cum tastes just like mine!"

***

The next day at breakfast, Hank handed us two tickets to a fashion show that he and his teammates agreed to walk in.

Randy said, "Fuck, you know we are going!"

Randy and I had center, front-row seats. We enjoyed watching both the hot guys and girls walk down the runway!

I said, "You can immediately tell who the baseball players are - they are trying their best, yet you know who they are!"

They are hot, so the crowd ignored their lack of modeling experience

Hank came out onto the runway for his first appearance.

Randy grabbed my hand and squeezed!

I agreed. Hank was amazingly hot. Manly. He looked European!

When he stopped at the midpoint, he looked our way and winked!

He took to walking the runway so easily!

He wore black slacks and a white linen shirt that wasn't fully buttoned. The top two were unbuttoned, and so was the last one. The shirt was one size too small for his body.

That let us see his smooth skin on his tanned chest!

I whispered to Randy, "Fuck, I want to be that shirt!"

The shirt was stuck to his body in places. They must have sprayed him with water to simulate sweat.

Their efforts added to his already sexy, sexy vision of his sexuality!

Unlike the other players, he knew how to walk a runway, and on his way back, right before he walked behind the curtain, he quickly removed his shirt and threw it into the crowd.

One lucky lady caught it, immediately pushed it into her face, and inhaled deeply. It was like a scene from a strip club, yet Hank found a way to keep it classy!

The removal of his shirt also gives us a quick glimpse of his absolutely perfect, tanned, muscular back!

During the intermission, I overheard several people comment on how sexy, fit, and amazing Hank was!

I almost jumped a few - I wanted them to know he's ours! I know, a bit dramatic, yet!

The second group was the baseball players only!

Fuck, they were hot. Each was dressed as a baseball player and accessorized with baseball equipment - bats, gloves, etc.

Not Hank. His accessories were his body & cock!

Hank was last, and he took his time. It was more like a seduction scene, rather than Hank modeling on a runway.

Oh. My. Hank outdid himself and the rest of his team.

Hank wore only white baseball pants. They were one size too small. I doubt he wore any underwear!

The pants fit his legs, his thighs, his cock, and his ass like a fucking glove!!!

He was shirtless. For the first time, Randy and I were able to see what he's been keeping from us!

He has an amazing, a perfect, a spectacular upper body!

I exclaimed, "Randy!"

He replied, "I know!"

Hank received a spontaneous standing ovation from the audience!

His teammates even came out and lined up at the beginning of the runway to watch Hank's performance!

Again, there were wet spots on his chest, and I wanted to run up to him, lick his entire chest and abs!

When he stopped at the midpoint, he stayed for a long time. And he ran his index finger up and down his well-defined chest! He smiled gently, looking directly at us!

He even rubbed his nipples and the audience went wild! Granted, the audience was mostly women and gay men, still!

Randy and I were mesmerized!

When Hank was at the end of the runway, and on his way back, he bent, pretending to tie his cleats, and the crowd gasped as they got the best view of his ass!

From our vantage point, we could only take the crowd's gasp at what he looked like in those tight pants, bent over!

His stride, confident and beyond sexy, was better than most experienced models!

After the event, when we got to visit with Hank and the team backstage, and Hank wore a sweatshirt, Randy asked, "Why do you always wear a fucking shirt at home?"

Hank laughed, leaned into both of us and said, "Cuz it drives you both crazy!" He moved back and smiled.

***

At home, in the shower, Randy and I spent an hour - the water ran cold - soaping, rinsing, licking, kissing, rubbing Hank's chest. We got to know every part of him.

After our shower, Hank took us into our bedroom. He took his brother first, then me!

He is as good as a baseball player as he is a top!

***

In the shower that day, Hank asked if he could be our permanent third.

Over the next few weeks and months, he slowly moved into our bed and bedroom.

I am lucky, lucky man. I share my life with two alpha tops, who are brothers. They like it when I occasionally bend them over and fuck them. And they love to fuck each other! And they love to fuck me!

As a Throuple, we faced our friends, families, and others proudly. We didn't join the pride parade group, yet we didn't hide who we were!

Stay in touch for some of our other experiences, including that first time Hank took us both!