Zack jumped up as the bell rang, glad that school was finally over, pulling his brother to his feet and walking out of class with him, his arm on Cody's shoulders, heading for the bus right away. It was Thursday, and Zack longed for the weekend, to have two days alone with Cody to teach him some manners.

The rode the bus home together, their bodies pushed together, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Cody was warm and bubbly, moreso than usual, as if last night had changed him some. Maybe it was the potential for competition he had felt from Dustin, Zack didn't know, but Cody was cuddly and cute, his cheeks pink, eyes glowing, his hands unable to be anywhere else but on Zack, touching his arms, his legs, his belly, poking Zack, giggling as they played with one another, knowing what they would do tonight.

Zack kissed his brother in the elevator, holding him by his arms against the back wall, pushing close to him savagely. On their floor, they went in together, sitting on the couch to kiss, and soon, Cody had pushed his brother onto his back and climbed up on top, grinding against him slowly, his eyes closed as they breathed each other in.

Zack was about to suggest sex to Cody, he was just about to ask how and where they would do it, when, to their collective surprise, there was a knock on the door.

Cody rolled off and onto the floor in surprise, sitting up as fast as he could and sitting on the couch, as though they had been caught, his blushing face looking guilty for over reacting. Zack stood, grinning at the look on Cody face, winding around the tables and opening the door to see Dustin, staring up into his face earnestly, his eyes lighting up to see Zack again.

He pushed himself against Zack's chest, whispering, "It's so good to see you!"

Zack pulled him into the suite, holding his shoulders, kicking the door with his foot and glancing at Cody for a moment. "Told ya."

Dustin looked up, confusion taking his face over. "Huh?"

"I told Cody you'd be back."

"I tried to stay away! But I came here to visit daddy, and thought, um, since I was here, I'd say hi."

He was lying, and Zack knew it.

"You sat in the lobby for a looong time, didn't you, just waiting to see me. Didn't you."

Zack's eyes were fierce, his erection obvious and heavy against Dustin's belly.

Dustin nodded slowly. "I thought about you all night." His voice was a low whisper, lacking force and breathless.

Zack chuckled. "And you want more dick, don't ya?"

Another nod.

"Well too bad, I'm about to fuck my brother, and my mom will be home soon, so, maybe another time."

Zack could hear his brother stand up and walk over to them, so he stepped back, grabbing Cody by the shoulder to present him, in a way, to Dustin.

"Unless you want to be second, after Cody?"

Dustin shook his head. "N-no, it's alright. Sorry I intruded."

His face had fallen, his gaze downcast, and he made to step away, but Cody said, obvious reluctance ringing in his voice, "I'll be alright for tonight, Zack, you can have him." Cody kissed Zack, staring hard into his eyes for a long moment. "But not here."

Zack nodded, kissing Cody back. "We'll go to Dustin's condo then. I'll ask mom if I can go. Can you put clothes in my bag?"

Cody nodded, kissing Zack a final time before he walked away, leaving Dustin go cower under Zack's gaze.

"You trying to steal me from my brother?" He was growling, and he pulled Dustin close to whisper in his ear, menacing the boy. "You're gunna get my dick in you, yeah. That's what you want, huh?"

"I want company, Z-Zack, he can come with us!"

Zack shook his head. "Nope, I got you. You're mine."

Dustin shuddered, looking Zack up and down for a long moment before he pushed himself close, touching Zack's chubby belly with his fingers, his breath hot and sweet on Zack's cheek, and they remained staring at one another until Cody came back with Zack's bag.

Cody was kissed again before Zack dragged Dustin out by his shoulder, ignoring Dustin's attempt to turn about and say, "It was nice to meet you!" to Cody. He took the boy into the elevator, and went to see his mother, asking between sets if he was good to go, promising to be back, and to be at school, and he was free.

So he took Dustin outside, avoiding Maddie, who had chosen that moment to try and strike up a conversation, taking Dustin out the doors before he growled, "Where's the car, boy?"

Dustin pointed over at a silver Rolls-Royce.

"I mean it, what car are we taking."

Dustin glanced up at him. "I'm serious, Zack, that's my daddy's car. I get to go where ever I want, come on."

He took Zack's hand and walked resolutely to the car, opening the back and flopping on in, patting the seat to convince Zack to sit beside him, and Zack did so in awe, looking at the leather, the custom metal work, breathing the rich smell in, pulling Dustin against him before the car started.

The Driver asked, "Where to boys?"

"The condo please!" Dustin's voice was soft and low, but the Driver nodded and swept the car smoothly into traffic. "It'll be about ten minutes, I think." He was staring at Zack's lips now.

Zack nodded, resting back against the seat, pulling Dustin even closer, holding Dustin with his arm over the boy's shoulders, saying nothing.

Then, "You live alone?"

Dustin nodded.

"I won't ask why. Where's your mom?"

"S-she died when I was a baby."

"That really sucks, sorry kid."

Dustin shrugged, leaning his head against Zack and breathing out a sigh. "It wasn't meant to be, I guess. I miss her so bad though. My dad doesn't say it, but I know he blames me for her death. He don't talk to me much, and when he does talk, it's always short, like he don't want to speak."

"My dad's on the road in a shitty rock band. Cody and me see him once a year, if that. Cody and I, sorry, but, yeah, it's just us and mom. We used to live in a van, before mom got the job singing, traveling across the country from family member to truck stops, or where ever we could find that didn't get us in trouble. It was rough, but I had Cody, and he had me. I don't think we'd have made it without one another, you know?"

"I-I guess."

"I took his virginity about two months ago." Zack stopped to look at the Driver. "Can he hear us?" Zack had been whispering, but he still had to be sure.

Dustin shook his head, so Zack continued, saying, "I took his virginity. I wanted him, you know, in the back of my mind, but I never admitted it. Then, one day, he asks me to help him masturbate. So I showed him, and after that, he was desperate for more, asking me to get in him, but I told him I wasn't queer. Whatever. I gave in after I couldn't stop him from asking, and I couldn't lie to myself anymore. I love him to death, and I want him more. I've had him every day since then. Except for today. You know what that means?" He glared into Dustin's eyes menacingly.

Dustin shook his head again slowly. "N-no."

"You're getting in the way of me and my brother."

"M-my brother and I."

"Shut up boy. You really want my dick, huh? No thought about what that really means? Aren't you sore?"

Dustin nodded frantically. "I-I wore the underwear you put back on me, w-with your cum in it, all night! I thought about having you in me, a-and nothing else, wanting it again, like a hollow in me! Just to have you close to me, to feel y-you like that, was i-incredible!"

"Did you masturbate?"

"N-no."

"You've been saving it? Bullshit. You masturbated a couple times, didn't you? Thinking about my dick in your mouth, and in that little tight ass. Bullshit you didn't masturbate. You're hard now, aren't you, fag?"

Dustin nodded desperately.

"And you're longing for more. You're gunna cum the moment I'm inside you, aren't you?"

Another nod.

"Yeah." Zack chuckled, slouching back in his seat, antsy for the ride to be over so he could get inside of Dustin, just to hear him whine again.

Nothing else was said the rest of the trip, and they pulled up in front of a huge condo on the river. Dustin told the Driver he wouldn't be needed for the rest of the day, so he waved goodbye and swept off.

"Lead, I'll follow." Zack's hand was on Dustin's shoulder, duck marching him into the condo, in through a locked door that Dustin had to open with a key card, and in the elevator, where a camera kept him from grabbing Dustin. Out on the 12th floor, to the first door on the right, where Dustin scanned his card again to get them in, and as the door closed, as Dustin prepared to give Zack the grand tour, he didn't hear Zack opening his pants, pulling his shirt off, slamming the door and pushing Dustin against it, face first.

Dustin squealed in fright, looking back as Zack stripped his pants off, making him lean against the door, moaning as his little ass was exposed, as his shirt was taken off, and he stood, his pants pooled on his shoes, against the wall, leaning on his hands.

Zack spat on his erection, holding Dustin by the shoulder, growling, "You be quiet boy, don't be all noisy now." His erection was pushed roughly against Dustin's little tight, flexing hole, making Dustin moan again from how thick and solid it was. "Steady, Imma fuck you right here, boy, so you relax."

Dustin nodded his little head, leaning his forehead against the wall and breathing out, groaning as Zack started to push, working his cock in a little circle to loosen his muscles, pushing the head in slowly, thickly, forcing pathetic mewling noises from Dustin, noises that made Zack even harder. He didn't let up, sliding in inch by thick inch, stretching almost more than his hips could take, slower than yesterday so the boy wouldn't be injured, but not friendly at all. He was made to accept it, and that was just fine.

Zack slammed the last inch in, and there was the rush, the power rocking him, making him cum with a pretty groaning whimper, his muscles squeezing tight around Zack's cock. He shivered under Zack's hands, the hands that grabbed his waist and hips roughly, pushing his legs as far apart as they would go, pushing their thighs together as he leaned in close.

"You're my boy, aren't you?"

He started his rhythm, pulling back to grind it in, going slow on purpose, making Dustin shiver and moan still.

"Y-yes Za-"

"Shut up boy."

"But you as-"

"I also told you to shut up, so do that."

No mercy, he slammed it in again, being rough on purpose to make Dustin shout and cum a second time, pushing back against Zack's heavy cock, leaning against his belly, and Zack pulled on him, pushing Dustin against the door, fucking him strong and steady, his balls aching as he did so.

"You wanted this all day, didn't you?"

He whispered in Dustin's ear, kissing his neck sloppily, his breath hot as he grunted, giving all he had steadily, making Dustin shiver, moaning against the door, his legs flexing, his back and belly tight as he tried to keep still, so Zack could enjoy him, so that his body gave Zack what he wanted. He nodded to answer Zack, not speaking, for he knew he wasn't allowed, but he moaned again anyways, nodding a second time.

"Good boy, you didn't speak that time. You'll learn how to act, how to pleasure me. You like that, don't you? You'd rather give pleasure, than receive it, wouldn't you?"

Yet another strained nod, and a pathetic whimper.

"Yeah. Say my name."

"Z-Zack!"

He kissed Dustin again, biting the boy pleasantly on his neck.

"You're a good boy, Dustin, just focus, try not to cum again." He slammed in hard and strong on purpose, forcing Dustin to cum with a little husky moan. "I told you not to boy!"

"I-I can't help it!"

"Yeah, I'm sure." He slapped Dustin on his ass, working up into him roughly. "Stop talking, boy."

After a bit, not too long, Zack came inside of Dustin, shoving himself in all the way as he growled, panting as he leaned against the boy, pushing them both against the door. He pulled out, whispering, "Hold it in you, don't make a mess," before he spanked Dustin one final time. "And show me around, stop distracting me."

Dustin nodded, pulling his pants up shakily, his cheeks bright pink. He gathered his shirt up, folding it as he looked shyly at Zack. He pointed to a door directly to the right of the front door.

"This is the game room, it was supposed to be the bedroom, but I sleep in the couches in the living room." He pushed the door open to show Zack the room, a bright room strung with lights, with a big projector screen, a few game systems, what looked like board games, and other clutter.

Back to the tour, just along the wall, keeping to the right, was the "Kitchen, I'll cook for you, if you want."

Zack shrugged non commitally, scratching his belly as he watched Dustin.

"And out here," he showed Zack to the front room, full of low slung couches and a patio that had a pool, the open doors drawing in a light breeze. The couches were different shades of blue; the blankets on one couch fur, those closest to them were linen, however, shrouding well designed furniture and carpets. "Bathroom is through that door." Down, to what could be considered the left of the apartment was a closed door.

Zack nodded. "Get my pants and shirt, will you?" He kicked his shoes off, smiling that Dustin obeyed without question, pulling his cloths away when they were presented and folding them roughly. "Strip off, boy, we're going to shower together, then you're going to suck my dick."

Dustin nodded, pulling his clothes off gingerly and leaving them where they lay, clearly wanting to hold Zack's cum inside him, trotting to the bathroom door with his little butt clenched, waddling in an adorable way. He motioned for Zack to join him, so Zack followed, walking into a glistening bathroom, like something from a magazine ad. To the left was a hot tub, to the middle, running all the way along the wall, with its wall a solid piece of glass that gave an excellent view of the bay, was the shower. To the right was the sink, the toilet, and towels.

"Get the shower on, boy, clean yourself, come on."

Another nod, and Dustin hastened to obey, sliding the shower open to turn the water on, his little butt still tight as could be, standing against the wall to wait for the water to warm up, his little penis hard again, his eyes glancing at Zack, up and down his body, from his face to his heavy erection. He held his hand in the stream, and it wasn't long before he whispered, "It's ready."

Zack walked to the boy, sliding the door closed behind him, and pulled him under the water, kissing him, holding his sides to trap him close, grinning that Dustin pushed himself even closer, moaning into their kiss, the water falling over them, making them seem to sparkle.

Zack cleaned his erection, sitting on the convenient seat that had been built into the shower, glaring into Dustin's eyes as he did so, washing their sex from earlier off, assuring Dustin with only his eyes that it would be in Dustin's throat before long. Dustin couldn't wait, his little fingers shaking as he shampooed and conditioned his hair, leaning close to Zack to do him as well, kissing Zack on his cheeks holding his hands over his eyes when Zack was all clean, sitting comfortable on his lap as they kissed more. Zack's erection was trapped between them, against Zack's chubby belly and Dustin's tiny straining erection. Dustin's lips were soft and delicate, his body warm and exciting, and erotic little treat that Zack had all to himself.

Zack dried Dustin, ordering him first to sit on the seat so his hair could be dried, then his body was scrubbed his little penis tested for leaks, and sure enough, it was, a little clear bead of precum standing out on the head.

"We're gunna have to have this looked at," Zack's tone was serious; "you shouldn't be leaking like that."

Dustin looked down in shock, trying to touch his penis, but Zack knocked his hand away.

"I know how to fix it boy, you have a rubber band here?"

Dustin nodded desperately, jumping up and running in to the kitchen, rifling through his drawers to find a rubber band, and he gave it to Zack when he had it. Zack had taken up residence on the couch furthest from the patio, sitting up strait as he considered Dustin, wrapping the rubber band up three times and saying, "Come here."

Dustin did so, wondering what Zack intended to do, and his eyes went wide when the rubber band went onto his penis, super tight and rather painful, cinching at the bottom.

"Now you can't leak, boy, don't worry. You just have to keep that on, will you do that for me?"

Dustin nodded again, squirming about, his little hands clearly itching to take it off, but he knew he wasn't supposed to. Zack slouched back on the couch, holding his thick cock for Dustin to feast his eyes upon, and he whispered, "I bet you wanna suck on this, don't ya?"

Their eyes met, and for a long, tense moment, Dustin nodded, signing his fate away willingly.

"Get to work boy, we ain't got all night. Well, we do. Want me standing, so I can get it in your throat?"

Yet another shaky nod, and Zack chuckled, hoisting himself up and tossing Dustin on the couch, grabbing the boy by his hair as he rearranged himself on the edge of the couch, reaching for Zack's cock. His fingers wrapped on the shaft, taking Zack's balls to squeeze them pleasantly, stretching his jaw to take it in to the back of his mouth, his eyes rolling back in his head from the taste, from how thick it was in his mouth, his tongue digging into the bottom as he worked back up to the head, kissing the tip, pushing Zack's foreskin down with his lips. He worked up under the head for a moment, licking in intermitted short and long strides, moaning determinedly, gasping as his hair was pulled, as he was urged to suck it.

He pulled on Zack, wanting him closer, leaning against him completely, resting his forehead on Zack's belly, taking it most of the way onto his mouth, wanting to feel owned and filled, pushing his jaw forward to take the head and part of the heavy shaft into his throat, making Zack growl and shove his cock in deeper, grunting, "You just couldn't wait, could you boy?"

Dustin shook his head as best he could, his throat spasming, his tongue crooked up, his fingers still tormenting Zack's plump, full balls. He was trying to swallow, and that made it even better, this tight, wet feeling making Zack feel so good, and he let out a husky moan and started to thrust slowly, pulling Dustin's hair hard, right in the back where it felt amazing. Zack's other hand touched Dustin's throat, feeling his cock stretching Dustin, and growled, wanting to cum already, but he pulled it back put, to let the boy breathe and to look down into his eyes, a hot glare in his eyes.

"Breathe and keep sucking, you're gunna be at this for a while, boy, you got me horny."

Dusting took it back in, tasting Zack's precum, licking at the head again, pushing his tongue under Zack's foreskin, working it up the head with his lips and sucking it, then back down, his fingers squeezing still, rolling Zack's balls, one and then the other, and Zack growled, closing his eyes to fall into the sensation, feeling like a King from this.

"You suck dick, so good. Fuck."

Dustin giggled, taking it back in all the way again, not in his throat now, he wanted to work up to that, but he teased the shaft, licking up the bottom, using his teeth in ways that made Zack melt, his mouth hanging open stupidly, his tongue hanging out a bit, his hands the only communication he passed to Dustin, for he knew Dustin knew that he was doing well, and he knew that Dustin loved it, wanted nothing more than to do this for hours and hours, to be filled with cock, and eventually cum, after a long session, to be reward for his effort. It would be a good night.

After a bit, Dustin took it back into his throat, and Zack slowed his rate of descent, pulling Dustin's hair steadily, whispering, "Slooow, boy, relax. Do that too much and you're gunna get me to cum, and we both know you haven't had your fill. Right!"

Dustin nodded desperately, pushing as much in as Zack would let him, feeling his throat stretch again, and moaned, his throat shaking, making Zack feel even better, and he growled, "Fuck, boy, do that again."

He was obliged.

Four hours of this allowed Zack to finally realize that Dustin was probably ready to taste him, so, out of Dustin's throat he pulled his cock, and said, "You be ready for a mouthful, it's gunna be a lot, don't you swallow, or spit, like last time. Ready?"

Dustin's nod was fervent, his eyes closed, his fingers still squeezing Zack's balls. He let out a little sigh, and Zack let go, growling hard as he started to cum, shooting into Dustin's mouth, very quickly filling it, but he had more to give, so he pulled out of Dustin's mouth and came all over his face, his eyes rolling back again as it ended, as his body flooded with endorphins, and he panted, grinning at the sloppily satisfied look in Dustin's eyes, a look of complete dedication and admiration, one that made Zack's cock stay hard.

He wiped his cock on Dustin's lips, squeezing it from base to tip to shoot a bit more out, breathing out a sigh, and he asked, "You happy? You like the taste?"

Dustin nodded, not wiping his face off, not swallowing, working his little tongue around to get the flavor. Zack let him taste it for a bit before he whispered, "Swallow, boy, thanks for that, you're a trooper."

Dustin made a scene of swallowing and nodded, "I-it was my pleasure Zack, really. My jaw hurts."

Zack chuckled. "I'll bet." He bent down and kissed Dustin on his pouty, pretty lips. "Now, you have my cum in you, just like yesterday. We'll give that to you every day, and it'll make a man out of you. It sure is a good thing you like sucking it, am I right?"

Dustin nodded, keeping that sloppy, slavish look on his face, hopeless to please, and, when it looked like Zack was about to let his hair go and pull away, Dustin kissed Zack on his belly, and a second time, and Zack stopped to consider Dustin a bit.

"You like my belly, boy? Huh?"

Dustin looked at his, rubbing his hands up and down, feeling the weight of it, pushing Zack's skin in, and kissed it again. "I guess so."

"Cody really likes it, you should ask him when you see him again. I'd say he has a fetish for it. Do you?"

Dustin kissed Zack's belly again. "I don't think, uh, that it's a fetish, Z-Zack. I just like every bit of you."

"Lick it, boy. You like it, you taste it. Tell me if you can taste anything over that cum you just had. Do it boy."

Dustin blushed, but he obeyed, licking up from the bottom, considering the lines, how overall plump Zack was, how it bulged in the middle, licking inside of Zack's bellybutton, using his teeth all over, nibbling lightly. His hands slicked the fine layer of sweat that lay upon it, making Zack's skin glisten, his skin tasting of sweat, the salty taste not over powering the cum Zack had given him. Zack's belly was soft, hairless, and smooth, un blemished, feeling hefty and somehow strong. Dustin rather wanted to suck Zack's cock some more, but, as their eyes met a second time, and Dustin saw something soft in Zack's eyes, he smiled, mashing his face against Zack's skin.

"I love you Zack," he whispered, his voice almost lost, but Zack heard him.

He pulled Dustin away, smiling warmly, and pushed the boy back against the couch, sitting beside him, dragging him on top, and looking into his eyes.

"I love you too, buddy. Thanks for sucking my dick so good."

Dustin smiled sweetly. "Thanks for being here, Zack. I'm pretty much, a-alone here, by myself. And, it was real nice to meet you."

Zack kissed Dustin on his cheek, then on his lips, pulling on his shoulders to keep him close, to make him whimper, his cute little cock straining desperately on Zack's belly, surely desperate for relief right now, but, he would be alright.

"I'm glad that I met you too, buddy. What shall we do? Wanna fuck more, or shall we just cuddle? Maybe turn the lights down low and snuggle? Curl up in a blanket together?"

Dustin nodded, his eyes glowing, and he bounced up to turn the lights off, wrapping his lithe nude body in a blanket and falling against Zack, kissing him again, moaning with elation as they were close, and their heat was trapped by the blanket, and they burned each other up...