Spring Break with Cocky Bros Pt. 01

I was halfway through grad school when my best friend, Drew Cox, invited me to a beach house for spring break. We'd been friends since high school and were both doing grad school at Michigan State: him, in law school, and me in science. I was 26 at the time and Drew was 25, but we were in the same grade growing up. I was 6'1" with sandy blond hair and hazel eyes, whereas Drew was 5'7" with short, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. He always seemed a bit bummed to be half a foot shorter than me. What Drew lacked in height, however, he made up for by being absurdly athletic. He was a lacrosse and baseball player in high school and had a toned and lean physique. Combined with his hair, eyes, and chiseled jawline, he had always been quite a handsome dude growing up.

I wasn't bad looking myself and had no problems with the ladies. My girlfriend in grad school was a gorgeous med student named Leslie, who at first seemed way out of my league. She was smart, funny, and devastatingly pretty. Standing at 5'6" with wavy, brown hair and green eyes, she had pretty large breasts and an incredibly perky ass. I felt like one lucky guy when I finally lost my virginity to her at the age of 24.

Drew, of course, had lost his virginity back in high school. As a stud on the lacrosse and baseball teams, he attracted a lot of sexy cheerleader types, and fucked a few of them in the back of his truck. Drew boasted about his sexual exploits and how he "filled chicks up" with his "big dick," but that was normal for teenage guys. I too made up stories about getting blowjobs in the school parking lot or having sex at the hot tub of a girl's house. The only difference was that my stories were fake, whereas I assumed that Drew just embellished details about the size of his cock or how often he made girls cum.

Drew too had a girlfriend at Michigan State, a sexy babe named Monica Kim. As a Korean American with a gorgeous face and flowing, dark-brown hair, Monica was a PhD student in my same department. I saw her daily in the lab and always admired her toned body, perky ass, and amazing tits. If Drew hadn't already swooped in on her, I would've totally asked her out, 'cuz she was even hotter than my girlfriend Leslie.

Halfway through the spring semester, Drew suggested that we all go to the beach together on the Baja Peninsula of California. The weather was gorgeous that time of year, and his aunt had a house we could borrow right on the beach. The beach was never too crowded, Drew explained, and there was a town just a short bike ride away with cool restaurants and bars.

Drew announced that his two younger brothers would also be coming on the trip. We were forced to hang out a lot with them growing up, and I reluctantly accepted the fact that they would tag along. They had always struck me as pretty annoying and immature, but perhaps they had gotten better lately. Nick was now 19 and a sophomore in college; and Brayden was a freshman at age 18. I hadn't seen them in years and had almost forgotten what they looked like, but I knew that they were both quite active in sports. Following in their brother's footsteps, Nick was the quarterback of his high school football team and Brayden was a star soccer player and swimmer. I asked if they had girlfriends to bring along, but Drew said that they were currently single. The lineup of the trip would be Drew & Monica, me & Leslie, and Nick & Brayden. We'd stay in Drew's aunt's house together with a pool, hot tub, and easy access to the beach. Drew said that we could surf, hike, and drink to our hearts' content, and bike to the town next door if we ever got bored. It sounded like the makings of a perfect weekend, or so I thought until things started going horribly wrong.

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Drew's aunt's house was absolutely gorgeous. It had three large bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, and a deck that overlooked the ocean. Outside was a pool and hot tub, which were fairly secluded in a bunch of shrubs. There was also a secluded outdoor shower where you could wash off with a view of the ocean. The majestic Pacific Ocean was so close that you could hear waves crashing on the beach as you slept. It was the perfect spot for a spring break vacation.

When Leslie and I arrived at the house, everyone else had already gotten earlier flights. Drew and Monica were cooking dinner while Nick and Brayden were out surfing in the tide. After putting our bags in the third bedroom, Leslie and I drank glasses of champagne that Drew poured for us.

"Welcome!" he said. "It's going to be a fun weekend!"

Just then, Nick and Brayden came back from surfing. They both walked into the open kitchen/living room wearing wetsuits that were basically required in the cold waters of the Pacific. As they dripped water on the floor of this pricey vacation home, they didn't bother wearing a towel or covering up. Instead, every muscle of their athletic, toned bodies bulged out of their wet suits. The lycra was maroon in color and left little to the imagination.

At 18, Brayden was the younger of the two and still looked a little boyish. With short, blond hair and green eyes, he stood proudly at 5'10". It was obvious that Brayden swam and played soccer, because an eight-pack of abs was clearly visible through his wetsuit. He also had bulging biceps, a strong chest, and muscular legs to boot.

A year older, Nick was five inches taller than Brayden at 6'3". This made him half a foot taller than his older brother, Drew, and two inches taller than me. As a former high school quarterback, Nick had an imposing presence, with muscles bulging from every part of his body. His shoulders and biceps looked enormous, and he clearly had an eight pack in his wetsuit too. I tried to avoid looking at either boy's crotch, but I knew that their bulges were probably visible to everyone in the room.

"You must be Leslie!" Nick said, as he walked over to my girlfriend. As she put her hand out for a handshake, he took it and kissed it. "Nice to finally meet you," he said politely.

"Good to see you again," I said, as I offered him my hand. He shook my hand as his little brother kissed Leslie's.

The boys were clearly enjoying Leslie's presence and openly ogled her from head to toe. I have to admit that she looked pretty hot in a white sundress that accented her large, tan breasts with low-hanging cleavage. As the white dress flowed a bit in the breeze, I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra or anything underneath.

After several seconds of gawking at my girlfriend, Nick and Brayden went to their room to change. "Wow," Monica said, commenting on her boyfriend's brothers. "They sure are studly."

"Yeah," Drew replied, "they work out nonstop. And they never miss a chance to show off their bodies, especially to sexy ladies like yourselves."

I shifted uncomfortably as my best friend said this and started laughing, but just kept sipping champagne. I had no problem if these college boys wanted to show off their sculpted bodies. I just didn't like them doing it in front of my girlfriend, especially when I personally had such little time to work out. I wanted to have a six pack, bigger biceps, and a ripped chest, but all of that took work and my PhD program was all-consuming. At 6'3", I was still fairly thin, but I wasn't nearly as ripped as these two teenagers. I also had a decent face but these guys had model-good looks.

As Drew and Monica finished cooking, the boys came back wearing jeans and tight-fitting shirts. Although they were now much more fully clothed, you could still clearly see all of the muscles in their arms and chests. I was surprised when the then both grabbed beers from the fridge, since neither was 21. But it was clear that a few months at college had made both at ease with alcohol.

"Cheers to spring break!" Brayden said, as he tapped his beer against my and Leslie's champagne flutes. "I had no idea we'd have so many beautiful ladies on this trip."

Leslie laughed as he said this, but Nick pressed on. "Drew told us how gorgeous you were, but you look even more beautiful in person."

I should have punched these kids right then in the face, but Leslie seemed weirdly into it. "Haha," she laughed. "I'm sure Drew was lying to you. And you boys don't look so bad yourselves."

The guys smiled coyly as Drew announced that dinner was ready. We all loaded up our plates and went out to the balcony to enjoy a picture-perfect view of the Pacific Ocean. As we chowed down on Korean beef bulgogi and lo mien—Monica's specialty—we watched sunset slowly drift over the horizon and beach below.

That night, we stayed up drinking and looking at the ocean. Afterward, we went inside and started playing board games. All of the Cox brothers were insanely competitive, as are me, Leslie, and Monica. After a few lively rounds of Settlors of Catan, in which Drew bested his brothers and I was soundly defeated, we all went to bed.

Drew and Monica took the master bedroom; Nick and Brayden shared a room; and Leslie and I took the third. As we typically did before bed, Leslie and I made out and I gave her a massage. I then put on a condom and inserted my cock inside of her, fucking her for several minutes. Leslie loved my dick inside of her but adored my mouth on her pussy even more. While I often flooded the condom after 5-10 minutes of fucking, Leslie mostly orgasmed from my mouth on her clit and vagina. As soon as I came in the condom, I dove for her clit and licked it with abandon. Leslie's hips started bucking and she started moaning my name, begging me to lick faster and harder. I wondered if her moans could be heard by the guys next door, except that I didn't really give a shit. If they heard me bringing my girlfriend to orgasm, all the better for me. With Leslie thriving beneath me, I brought her to the point of no return.

"YESSSSSSSSS!" she screamed as she yelled my name. Leslie then sprayed me with her ripe and delicious pussy juice, covering my mouth and tongue. I kept licking her and my dick was once again fully erect after bringing my girlfriend to orgasm. Although I was now ready for round two—which we often did—Leslie was wiped out. Tired from our day's travels, all she wanted to do was sleep. Although I was slightly disappointed, I cuddled Leslie in my arms, with my fully erect cock against her ass, and we both fell asleep. It was a near-perfect start to spring break.

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The next morning, I woke up early to shower as Leslie slept in. The cross-country flight had clearly taken more out of her than it did for me. As I felt the warm shower wash over me, I thought back to our hot fuck session the night before. I had really wanted to take Leslie for round two before she petered out, and now I had some major morning wood. As my hand lazily reached for my cock, I thought about how sexy Monica looked the night before in her skimpy cocktail dress, and her perfect ass and tits. I watched Monica lean over a microscope every day in our lab and desperately wanted to fuck her. I even fantasized about ravishing both Monica and Leslie at the same time: a total dream come true. As this fantasy came to life in my head, I couldn't help but stroking my rock-hard cock.

I've always been happy with my penis and it felt amazing in my hand. At 5.2 inches while fully erect, I knew that it was a hair shy of average, but no girl had ever complained about it. Leslie even said she loved it, despite the fact that she mostly orgasmed from my tongue. My dick was average thickness, circumsized, and my balls were average too.

My cock felt amazing in my hand as I jerked off at the thought of a threesome with both Monica and Leslie. I would love to have both of them slurping on my cock before I fucked their brains out. This thought got me wild and I was on the verge of cumming before the door to the bathroom suddenly flew open.

Drew's youngest brother, Brayden, stood in the doorway wearing just a pair of boxers. Unwittingly, I had been facing the doorway while stroking my aching cock, so that only the glass door of the shower separated me from Brayden. And without enough steam coming from the shower, this 18-year-old teen had an unobstructed view of my raging erection.

"Oh shit, man!" Brayden said. "I didn't realize anyone was in here!"

Too stunned to respond, I tried turning to the side to conceal my throbbing boner. Thankfully, my orgasm had subsided so that I didn't drop my load in front of this teenage stud.

"Damn dude," Brayden said, "It looks like you're having some fun in here. Did your girlfriend not take care of that?"

I couldn't believe that this kid hadn't just bolted from the bathroom, let alone that he was openly commenting on my sex life. The whole situation was too awkward for me to respond and I just kept turning away to give him a view of my ass instead of my penis.

"Sorry for interrupting you," Brayden pressed on, "but I gotta piss like a motherfucker. Do you mind if I use the head real quick?"

Without waiting for an answer, Brayden walked over to the toilet. For better or worse, the "head" was in the same direction that I had turned to avoid Brayden's gaze. Wearing only a pair of red plaid boxers, Brayden walked over to the toilet and lifted up the toilet seat.

Before I could close my eyes or look away, Brayden pulled his dick out of his boxers. And WHAT A DICK it was. The kid basically had to go on a fishing expedition to get it out of his underwear, and his anaconda just kept unfurling. By the time it all hung down and started pissing—unleashing a flow as mighty as a river—Brayden's cock looked to be longer soft than mine was hard. It was also thicker too and looked damn impressive on Brayden's slender, swimmer's body.

As Brayden started pissing into the toilet, I couldn't help but admire the side-view of his dick. I'd never been impressed by another guy's cock before, but this one was hard to ignore. Hanging at least 5.5 inches, it was longer than any flaccid cock I'd seen in the locker room.

And what stunned me most was that his was the *youngest* of the Cox brothers. If this stallion was already so hung, I couldn't help but wonder how big Drew or Nick got. I had always heard Drew bragging about his "big dick" in high school, but I'd always thought he'd been exaggerating. Now I wasn't so sure as I watched his youngest brother put my longest erection to shame.

After more than a minute of pissing like a racehorse, Brayden finished and shoved his massive softie back in his boxers. Even that took effort as Brayden had to fumble for a few seconds to fit every inch of his dick back through the fly.

After Brayden finished returning his sword to its sheath, he looked over and gave me a thumbs up. "Thanks, man!" he said. "I really couldn't wait for this one. Enjoy your shower!"

I still didn't say a word as this horse-hung stud washed his hands and left the bathroom. He must've noticed me staring at him and seen that my penis was still throbbing and pointing his way. I'd never been turned on by another guy's cock before, but Brayden's was something else. Combined with his toned, swimmer's body and boy-next-door good looks, I'm sure a dick like that would score him limitless sex in college.

With a few strokes to my own 5.2-incher, I came all over the inside glass of the shower. Never before had I got off while thinking about a dude, but I couldn't get the picture of Brayden's man-meat out of my head. What if Leslie saw it? I wondered. Or Monica? Would those girls go crazy for it? I couldn't believe that I'd been outmatched in the dick department by a college freshman who was eight years younger than me, but it certainly would be an interesting spring break.

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By the time I left the bathroom, Leslie had woken up and started cooking everyone brunch. Once again, Nick and Brayden went down to the beach to "catch some waves." It seems that they were both good at surfing, amongst all their other athletic exploits. Drew and Monica also went down to join them, surfboards in tow.

An hour later, we all ate eggs and waffles as we drank mimosas and bloody marys. I had nearly forgotten about my traumatic morning in the bathroom until I saw Brayden emerge from the ocean in his skin-tight wetsuit. Sure enough, there looked to be a massive bulge hanging between his legs. I hadn't noticed it before because I hadn't looked down, but I could now make out a large and prominent dick snaking between his legs.

I resisted looking at Nick or Drew's wetsuits because I was afraid of what I might find. Instead, I just kept drinking mimosas as we chatted over brunch. Afterwards, the girls decided to hit the pool. "The ocean's too cold," Monica said, "but the pool here is heated!"

Leaving Nick and Brayden to wash the dishes, Leslie and I went to our bedroom to change. She pulled out a super skimpy swimsuit that I had gotten her for sexy occasions. It included a tight red bra that barely concealed her massive tits with copious amounts of cleavage. Then just a skimpy little red thong that barely concealed her vagina and showed off her incredible ass.

"Why'd you bring that swimsuit?!" I asked, somewhat exasperated.

"For you, honey!" she replied. "You said there'd be a hot tub!"

"Well, yeah, but I told you that Drew's brothers would be here too!"

"Don't get jealous! You just don't want me to give those teenagers a show." Leslie then pulled in for a kiss that assuaged my concerns. With my sexy girlfriend leaning against me, she whispered in my ear that she couldn't wait for me to fuck her tonight. "Until then, let's go swim," she said.

I shucked off my clothes and quickly put on some board shorts. I didn't have an eight-pack or a ridiculous bulge like Brayden, but at least I looked decent and had a damn-sexy girlfriend.

Once we got to the pool, I saw that Monica and Drew had already changed. Monica looked stunning in a yellow two-piece bikini. Like Leslie, her tits spilled out and her ass looked incredibly fuck-able. Like me, Drew wore board shorts but boasted a six-pack and a stronger chest and biceps. Both he and Monica looked very attractive as they sat by the pool.

Leslie and I jumped in and started swimming for several minutes until Brayden and Nick emerged from the house. Because I was staring at the ocean, I didn't notice their entrance until I heard Leslie gasp. "Oww oww!" Monica screamed, from her chair by the pool. The two brothers, both teenage studs, had opted to wear speedos instead of wet suits. Almost every inch of their bodies was now on display to these two older, gorgeous, grad school babes.

Monica and Leslie stared unabashedly. Every inch of Brayden's body was toned from swimming and soccer, from his washboard abs to his sculpted legs. His big teen cock that I had so unexpectedly witnessed in the bathroom was now prominently displayed as it made a grotesque bulge in his speedo. To make matters worse, the speedo was light gray, which left little to the imagination. Every curve and angle of his enormous soft dick was transparent through the fabric, even though his speedo wasn't even wet. For Leslie, who had never seen anyone's cock but mine, it must have looked like Brayden came from a different planet.

When I looked over at Nick, my heart sank even more. If his younger brother was a stud, then this nineteen-year-old was a S-T-U-D. Being a star football player had made his muscles even bigger than his brother's, and somewhat impossibly, his package looked bigger too! I couldn't see the exact contours of Nick's dick through his black speedo, but the overall basket was simply obscene. It looked like Nick had stuffed an extra-large banana into his skin-tight speedo!