Double Dong Dareya

My brother sent me a picture, and texted [You want this?]

[Yeah] It was once of those double headed dildos we’d seen in porn movies.

[Well come and get it.] I was already headed for the door, but I stopped to text [Y don’t you bring it home?]

[It’s dirty.] I was just about to lock the front door, when he sent that. So, I went, and grabbed mom’s Go-bag from under the side table. By the door, I locked up, and Juan texted back: [Besides, there’s no way to hide it.]

[Well, you could try hiding it in your ass.]

[Very funny, but it’s too big. It’d hang out like a tail, and probably give me tetanus at least.] I pulled a mask out, and swung the duffel back. Ever since the pandemic, mom stocked up on stuff like masks, gloves, hand sanitizer, and kept them bye the door. She was pretty afraid of germs in general, always, so she chloroxed, lysoled, windexed, and febreezed everything. In an old gym bag so we could just grab it on the way out if we need it for going to a public place, where there might be a lot of people. For instance the expo center to get our shots.

He didn’t even have to send the location, I saw it in the background. So, I cut through the drainage between the streets, where a bunch of sticks and stuff got stuck across the pipes. IDK who lost, or threw out a dildo like that, but it must have floated down the last time it rained. Now, it was dry again, and it was just sitting there, stuck between the branches, only bright pink.

I pulled the ziplock of gloves out, and stopped. “Hey, who’s that?” Another boy was there with him, poking it with a stick. “Oh,” he dropped it, and wiped his hand on his pantleg. Turning around, “I’m Carlo.”

“Nice to meet you,” I handed him the bag of gloves, instead of shaking his hand, but I saw the boner in his pants right away. Juan came over and grabbed a pair of gloves, too. “Thanks for thinking of me,” I squatted down, sticking my fingers together, so the latex pulled tight between them.

“Yeah, no problem.”

“You think it’s dishwasher safe?”

“Uh!” I looked back, right at my brother’s crotch, and he had a bone-on, too.

“I don’t know, the manual didn’t wash down with it?”

“Maybe the water washed it off.”

“What are you kidding?” Carlo held his nose. “It smells like crap already.”

“So, we better go wash it off.”

“You got any rubbers in that bag of tricks?” Carlo asked, and I just shook my head. Honestly, I thought it would be a lot bigger. I guess they get the biggest ones they make for pornos, just like real cocks, but this one was more like 2 regular size ones, stuck together. Maybe 8, or 10 inches? I’d have to get it home, and cleaned off to measure it.

“Besides, we don’t have a dishwasher.” Juan pointed out.

“Well, I do.” So, we put it in the bag, after burning a whole bottle of sanitizer to get the muck off. I don’t think there’s literally shit in there, it’s not a sewer, but still. It’s pretty nasty, and rotten. Almost as dirty as shit, but by the time we climbed back up to the next street over, the boys lost there boners.

I didn’t know about Carlo, but my brother sure wasn’t homo at all. Well, unless you count black, and white lesbian porno. IDKY he likes that in particular, but he says he’s not sure which he likes better. “¿Blanca o Negra?” So it’s the best of both, I mean interracial lesbians, not vintage homo porn in black and white.

Sure enough, Carlo had a dish washer, and his mother there. Watching novellas, but we barely got the dishes stacked up on the counter, before a commercial let her come in, and ask what we’re doing.

In Spanish, we’re Americanos, so we speak a little Espanglés, but not so much that we can keep up with Carlo’s mother. “Ayagida que yaggida.” Pointing all over the place like a traffic cop on crystal meth. She didn’t have the subtitles on, but then the music came back, so she threw up her hands to catch the rest of her show.

“What was that all about?”

“She’s suspicious,” He squinted, copying that look, a mama gets when she takes off her chankla. We didn’t grow up with a chankla mama, but we knew plenty of kids that feared the wrath of the flip-flop. “Why you come over to do her dishes, so I said we’re playing a game.”

“Well, you could have just told her I don’t have one at home, so you could show me how it works, but how long does this take to wash?” I just put it in the top rack, with one of those soap pod thingies, and turned the knob.

“Mama, Biola quiere limpiar mi alcoba.” She just waved back over her shoulder, while a woman smacked another in the face, and she threw her hair around. Theatrically, before they started scratching, and pulling each other’s hair.

“Come on,” he patted my back, and my brother followed, but I think he said I want to clean his room for him. Abuela taught me that, or told to clean my room, or said it was a pig stye, but Carlo’s was neat enough? To kick his dirty clothes under his bed, which wasn’t made, but I knew that was just an excuse.

Yes, of course I wanted a sex toy of my own to play with, instead of my friends’ moms’, and aunts’ stashes to get into. Laughing, and playing homo games, or taking turns playing the boy, with it zipped up in the fly, but maybe that’s where Juan got his fetish from? I forgot, the first toy party they let him watch, the girls were black, and white. So, it is his favorite thing to watch on his phone.

“So,” I shook my head, “No reason to wait?”

“I’ll just watch out in the hall.” Juan closed the door, for his friend to open up his pants, and get his dick out. Hard again, maybe he’s younger, and has more to grow. I don’t know, but it’s a dick, it’s right here, and swollen with cum. He tuned, and pulled out his drawer, for a rubber.

“Why didn’t you bring those for the dong, when you found it?” Yeah, maybe it would take 2 of them to cover both ends, but then at least it wouldn’t be rolling around in the sterile bag, when who knows where it’s been?

“I didn’t think of it?” I let go for him to hold it out, roll it on, and while I was waiting for him to dress it, I pulled my top off. “You don’t wear bras?”

“Not for summer, too hot.” I let him get a good feel for them. 28B cups, when I wear them. I’m skinny, and short, so they look bigger on me, but still young, and perky, not sagging at all yet. So, I don’t need to wear them year round.

“Ooh,” I bent over, with my shorts unbuttoned, to pull them down. Suck it to get the rubber wet, but I think ever since PPE became so important. I’m not sure if it’s a latex fetish, or medical fetish, but ever since I put the gloves on the extract the dicks from the sticks.

“You wet yet?” He stuck his hand down the back of my panties, to feel over my crack, and down to my pussy.

“Kah, yeah.” I just stood up, and dropped my panties. “Get on the bed.” I climbed on with him, and the stitches popped against my ankle. They were an old pair, so I ripped the leg out the rest of the way, then reached up under my ass to grip the bottom, and stand it up. Wiggle to get the head against the opening, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. Pushing the rest out with cock, filling me, and stretching me tight.

So quickly, going from bored at home to sex, with a boy I only met, it took a few slow strokes to loosen up, until I could bounce on it. “Uh ah ah uh huh!”

“¡Oi!” He didn’t last long, and turned away. Made that face, some boys make. I don’t know why they look so sad, when you make them feel so good, but I lay down on top of him, to kiss his cheek, and his warm neck. Rub my hot chest on his flat muscles, and feel his biceps for something to squeeze.

“Huh!” It was, a warmup? I suppose. “First time?”

“Huh, with a girl? You can tell that.”

“So, you are bisexual.”

“I don’t know, mebbe? That thing, that big fucking thing.”

“Huh, yeah. You think you can take it up the ass?”

“Can you?”

“I don’t know, I have another hole to fuck, but we have some time to kill before it’s ready. I bet it’ll be nice and warm fresh from the hot dishwasher, like a live one.”

“Huh, yeah.” He shrugged, “But you didn’t get your climax?”

I giggled, “It’s called an orgasm, but no. Not yet. You want to try eating me out?”

“Your brother says you have girlfriends.” He turned me over, “Homosexual girlfriends.”

“Oh, no. I mean yeah, maybe some of them are bi.” I’m definitely going to show all the girls my new fucktoy, but he spit in his hand, then just shoved 2 finger inside me without warning. “Oh!” I arched my back, and then he started slapping me, with his fingers pumping in and out so fast, I could hardly breathe, and my orgasm just exploded in a gush of piss from my bladder.

“UhHhuh! FGM!” I bit my lips, and he leaned over to kiss my face. I shook my head, but he kissed the other cheek, and I had to push his arm, to pull out of me. “Uh, fuck huh! Where’d you learn to fingerbang me like that?”

“The internet.” He kissed my neck, and down to suck my nipples, rubbing his wet fingers up and down my tummy until he got hard again. “Huh, you like it, in the ass?” He felt down, skipped right over my still tingling pussy, and of course I was drenched. I can usually hold my bladder, but this cum washed all over my whole body so it felt like it fell asleep, from the neck down, and was just now getting the circulation back in pins and needles.

“Why, do you?” I shook my head, and crossed my legs.

“Don’t knock it until you try it.” He kissed my hip, and felt back up the back. To slip his middle finger in the crack, and touch me, right on the butthole. “You have a wonderful ass.”

“Huh, thanks, but maybe later.” I lied, just to put it off. “Can I use your shower?”

“With the dishwasher running?” He shook his head.

“Well, what about the bathtub?”

“No tub, just a shower.”

“Well, let me go take a cold shower, then. I’m sorry I wet the bed, but I have to go.” I finally shut the door, and muttered. ‘maricón de mierda culo. ¿Uh? Gay ass fucking shit packer.’

“Hey, I can hear you in there.”

Good! “I KNOW!” I slammed the shower door, and turned on the water. I forgot about the dishwasher, but the warm water, with surprise shocks of cold really helped me get turned off. What is the deal with guys, and the shithole, when there’s a perfectly good pussy right there? Is it the virgin thing? Because I’m far from virginal, he probably picked up on that, but you don’t need any lube for that, and it’s not full of shit, literally.

So disgusting, and sure I’m a little sorry for saying those things about his sexuality, when I knew he could hear me, and I wasn’t brave enough to say them to his face. After he went and fucked me so good. “Huh!” I shook my head, and pulled my hair out of the warm water. Cut it off, before the dishwasher kicked in, but lets be honest:

I need a boyfriend. A real one, that will stick around, after he gets his. He passed that test, he made sure that I got mine, and he was up for it again, in a matter of minutes. He’s good in bed, fairly good in bed, and if he is bisexual, then he won’t mind me getting that 3some I always wanted. With 2 boys with real dicks, instead of 2 girls with fake ones, taking turns playing the man.

And his latino, and he’s uncut which is a big plus. And, maybe he has a few more growth spurts to put on a couple more inches, and he won’t mind sharing his bed with sex toys that are bigger. Some boys, I tried that with. They felt inadequate even watching videos where the man is so much larger, longer, thicker, and harder so he can give it to her in long deep strokes until he can’t help but pick up the pace and fuck me faster. “Faster ahah ahuh ahuhn! NGH!”

So, maybe he can talk me into it. Letting him go in the wrong way, who knows? Maybe I’m afraid that I might like it too much, but it’s just so disgusting.

“Huh!”

“¡AHSí dama tus bebés. Gimme jour babies, motherfucker. Gibbet dumi, give it to me now!”

“AH HAH FUCK! UHN!”

I just bit my lip, and giggled. Listening to my brother get lucky, with Carlo’s mom. I guess, I just didn’t think about the fact that she lets him keep a stash of rubbers in his night stand. Just in case, so what was all that about telling her I came over, just to do her dishes, and help him clean up his room? Like it’s a big secret, what’s Spanish for ¿Mom, I’m gonna go fuck this girl I met in the ditch while we wait for her used dildo to get clean in the dishwasher?

Okay, yeah. That’s probably TMI for her, but a Mexican housewife like that, she’s already steamy from watching her soap operas, which are just a tease anyways.

“So,” he was waiting for me when I got up. “You ever fuck a man up the ass?”

I giggled, shaking my head. With the dildo, waving it around like the most obscene club ever, i just couldn’t resist.

Who knows, I just might enjoy it, too?

Finally, he wound up holding it between his legs. Bent over to fuck me doggy style with his dick in my ass, so he could fuck both holes with the double dong. After I reamed him out, and we burned like 4 rubbers in 1 afternoon, but his mom left, with my brother. To take him home before her husband got back, and looked proud of Carlo when he came out with his arm around me, but I just left the dildo in his house.

Knowing where it’s been, and where it’s going over, and over again. It’s impossible to keep track of which end is his, and which one’s mind, but it was worse than I was even afraid of. I didn’t just like, it I love it at least as much as where it’s supposed to go.

Besides, it loosened me up for when he got a boyfriend so they could double dick me for real, ass to ass, sharing our double dong between them.

I am so burning in hell, but at least I know they’re cumming with me.

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