

His cock was hooded, a thick succulent foreskin. Fragrant with his own scent and musk. Not too much, the perfect amount of masculine aroma. The sweat and warmth of the day perfected it. I was in heaven, hooked on this perfect penis with the most foreskin I had ever seen. It wasn’t just hooded; it was cloaked, shrouded, encompassed by a soft and velvety intact skin. Stretchy and sensitive and perfect. It was mine to play with. To dive into. To sniff, to lick, to taste, to explore. It was mine and it was ample. He docked my thick meat, it felt like a flesh jack of perfect dick. His big thick hands hiding our penises. Docking my cock. Fucking my knob. As I was inside he. Our kisses wet and heavy with lust. Mouths filled with dirty words and admiration and worship. The temple of cock, a scent that f masculine incense in the air. Fur and hair holding covering out matching cocks. So alike. Thick skin. A curve. Heavy and large when soft, huge and monsterous when erect. Proud. Brothers. I blew when he erupted. Beautiful thick ropes of white cum sliding and gushing out from his pink knob that was so much like mine. Playing with his cummy cock and showing it off for me . “Cum for your big bro, show me what you’ve got little bro” I quivered at his words, he slid a finger into my mouth. Salty with his semen. The musk of his cock coating his muscular palm. “Proud of you bro” he said with a kiss on my head “now get the cleaned up and fuck off before mum and dad arrive home” He stood, pushing his gummy crotch my way. “I don’t want to send you off without a healthy snack. Eat up Pony” Licking my lips I pressed my lips to his crotch and now heavy limp cock. So much like mine even when soft. I tasted his huge load. Semen coating my stubble and lips as I feasted. I ate of him. Bonded to my bro.