SPN Letters to Penthouse
Another hot letter from a concerned "reader" . Previous correspondence can be found here and here. Still another day to get your letters in - see here for details.
Dear Penthouse Letters,
So there's these brothers, right? Pain in my ass, want to kill me, but that's water under the bridge. And I love to have a bit of fun, take them down a peg or two, and I happen to know a secret about them. You see, the younger one really, really wants the older one. And he hates himself for it, oh how he hates himself. So what was I going to do but make his dreams come true?
It was a dark and stormy night when our story takes place. The brothers were soaked to the skin when they checked into their motel room, and the younger one went for a shower. The older one, he fussed around a bit in the room then decided he needed a glass of water. He opened the door to the bathroom, and that's when I worked my magic.
Imagine - six foot four of hulking muscles, arm braced against the shower wall as water cascades down his back, running rivulets over his spine, head bent and eyes closed. I just - flipped a switch in his brother's head, easy as you please, and the older one strips off, gets in behind the younger one, fits them together and growls, "Gonna fuck you now." Delicious, right?
The younger one, he's gasping, all shocked and scandalised, but it doesn't stop him shoving back on his brother's cock. His brother gets soap to open him up - and you can bet they're going to feel THAT later, OW - lovely long fingers pressing in and making him moan. And then he lines his dick up, hard as you like, and starts working it in.
The one taking it, he's moaning like a bitch in heat, braced against the shower wall, one hand jerking himself, and the older one just won't shut UP, cliched things like "Yeah, take it" and "So tight" into his ear - no originality, these two. And the younger one comes, paints the wall white with it, whimpers as his brother finishes off inside him, and then --
Then, they remember they're brothers and don't do that sort of thing, and the older one runs from the bathroom in horror and the younger one just sort of slides down the wall, all shell-shocked.
And then they wonder why I play games with them so often. Really, it's too much fun.
From
Tricky, Broward County
Dear Penthouse Letters,
So there's these brothers, right? Pain in my ass, want to kill me, but that's water under the bridge. And I love to have a bit of fun, take them down a peg or two, and I happen to know a secret about them. You see, the younger one really, really wants the older one. And he hates himself for it, oh how he hates himself. So what was I going to do but make his dreams come true?
It was a dark and stormy night when our story takes place. The brothers were soaked to the skin when they checked into their motel room, and the younger one went for a shower. The older one, he fussed around a bit in the room then decided he needed a glass of water. He opened the door to the bathroom, and that's when I worked my magic.
Imagine - six foot four of hulking muscles, arm braced against the shower wall as water cascades down his back, running rivulets over his spine, head bent and eyes closed. I just - flipped a switch in his brother's head, easy as you please, and the older one strips off, gets in behind the younger one, fits them together and growls, "Gonna fuck you now." Delicious, right?
The younger one, he's gasping, all shocked and scandalised, but it doesn't stop him shoving back on his brother's cock. His brother gets soap to open him up - and you can bet they're going to feel THAT later, OW - lovely long fingers pressing in and making him moan. And then he lines his dick up, hard as you like, and starts working it in.
The one taking it, he's moaning like a bitch in heat, braced against the shower wall, one hand jerking himself, and the older one just won't shut UP, cliched things like "Yeah, take it" and "So tight" into his ear - no originality, these two. And the younger one comes, paints the wall white with it, whimpers as his brother finishes off inside him, and then --
Then, they remember they're brothers and don't do that sort of thing, and the older one runs from the bathroom in horror and the younger one just sort of slides down the wall, all shell-shocked.
And then they wonder why I play games with them so often. Really, it's too much fun.
From
Tricky, Broward County