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E3: Is That Real? | Brad & Cody: Content Partners
🕑 Added 2025-06-16 23:50:01 +0000 UTCThis fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.
“Holy fucking shit,” I breathed, my thumbs still tucked in Cade Wolf’s waistband, right where the grey joggers had started to give. But it wasn’t even the full reveal that had me saying that, it was everything leading up to it. The anticipation. The way his thighs flexed under my fingers, wide and dense and warm against my cheek. His cock was clearly massive, a thick, heavy outline that pulsed against the fabric, like it had a heartbeat of its own. The smell of his body hit me next, clean but musky, like cedar and salt, maybe a hint of sweat from the walk over. The scent was fucking primal. It made my brain go stupid.
Brad stood a few feet away, camera in hand, mouth slightly open. “Wait...wait, don’t pull them down yet,” he said, grinning. “I want to catch your face when you actually see it.”
I paused, frozen between Cade’s legs, the waistband stretched just low enough that I could see a sliver of hair trailing down from his belly button. I looked up at Cade and he was watching me with this lazy, amused smile, like he knew exactly how this was going to go. He shifted his hips just a little and that bulge twitched right in front of my face.
Cade reached down and pulled his joggers back up slightly, chuckling. “You teasing the boy now?” he asked Brad, deep voice like gravel soaked in honey. Then he looked down at me. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll get it.”
Brad came closer, leaned in just enough to catch a close-up of Cade’s cock straining against the fabric. “Dude. Is that fucking real?” he asked, half-laughing. “Like, porn guys actually carry that thing around all day?”
Cade smirked. “I mean, yeah. It’s not detachable.”
Brad whistled low. “Jesus. And here I was thinking I was hung.”
“You’re fine, baby,” Cade said, reaching out to squeeze Brad’s thigh. “But Cody here’s got that look in his eyes. Like he’s about to worship.”
I didn’t say anything. I was too busy staring at his bulge. Too busy breathing him in. I leaned in slightly and Cade let his legs fall open a bit more. I was close enough to feel the heat off his cock, the scent of it thick in the air now. I didn’t even realize I was tilting my face closer until my nose was brushing against the curve of his bulge.
Brad snorted. “Are you seriously smelling his cock right now?”
“I can’t help it,” I muttered. “He smells like a fucking daddy.”
Both of them burst out laughing. Cade’s hand slid over the back of my head, not pushing, just holding, stroking gently behind my ear like I was already his.
“You’re a filthy little thing, huh?” Cade said.
I nodded, still not moving, still hovering right there. “You don’t even know.”
The camera clicked on. Brad adjusted the focus. “Alright. Let’s make this one for the books.”
I looked up at Cade again, wide-eyed. “Are we actually doing this?”
Cade raised an eyebrow. “You think I came all the way over here for the fruit plate?”
He reached for his waistband again, and this time, he pushed the joggers down slowly. No underwear. Just skin, muscle, hair. The slope of his V-line. Then the base of his cock came into view, thick, heavy, resting against his thigh. He shifted slightly and the whole thing flopped forward, long and veiny and unbelievably hard.
My breath caught. "Fucking hell.”
It curved slightly to the left, the kind of curve that made you think about how it would feel deep inside you. The head was flushed, already leaking a drop of precum that glistened in the soft suite lighting. His balls hung heavy underneath, low and full, like he’d been edging himself just for this moment.
Brad panned the camera up to my face. “Say something for the fans, babe.”
I looked straight into the lens. “This is the best day of my fucking life.”
Cade laughed, cock bouncing slightly with the motion. “You gonna taste it or just stare all night?”
“I’m gonna need a second,” I said, voice a little hoarse.
I pressed my face into his thigh first, kissing it softly, reverently. Then I let my tongue trace a slow line up toward his hip, tasting salt and heat and Cade. He groaned low in his chest, one hand still on my head, guiding but not controlling. Just letting me go at my own pace.
Brad moved to the side of the bed, capturing the angle from above. “That’s it, baby,” he said. “Kiss it like it’s the last cock on Earth.”
I did.
I licked up the shaft slowly, deliberately, tongue flat against the vein that ran along the underside. Cade hissed through his teeth, legs spreading wider. I took my time, mouthing along the base, kissing the soft skin there, then nuzzling his balls. He groaned louder, a hand now gently gripping my hair.
“You’re even better than I imagined,” he murmured.
I looked up at him, tongue still flicking lightly against his shaft. “You imagined this?”
Cade grinned. “Of course I did. You think I haven’t watched your little videos? You and Brad all tangled up, sweaty, moaning like porn’s never been invented before?”
Brad laughed. “He’s a fan.”
“Big fan,” Cade confirmed, stroking his own cock now, slow and lazy. “And now I get to be the one making you moan.”
He tapped my cheek with the head of his cock. “Open.”
I did.
He slid in slow, the taste of him thick on my tongue, heavy and salty and a little intoxicating. I groaned as the weight of it filled my mouth. My jaw stretched wide. Cade kept one hand on my head, guiding, holding, but never forcing. He just let me suck. Let me explore.
I pulled back after a few seconds, breath shaky. “You taste fucking amazing.”
“You’re gonna say that again when I’m buried inside you,” he said, voice low and rough.
Brad came closer again, setting the camera down and joining us on the bed. “Can I help?”
“Fuck yes,” Cade said.
Brad climbed up beside me, kissing me hard, tasting Cade’s cock on my tongue. He pulled away and smiled. “This is your dream, huh?”
I nodded. “It’s unreal.”
“Let’s make it even better.”
Brad leaned in and took Cade’s cock into his mouth next, going deep fast, like he was showing off. Cade groaned, hips twitching slightly. I watched, mesmerized, hand drifting down to stroke myself through my briefs.
“Switch,” Brad said, pulling off with a pop. I took over, sloppier now, wetter. My spit was all over his shaft, my lips swollen. Cade started breathing harder.
“That’s it,” he said. “Just like that. Fuck, you two are dangerous.”
Brad kissed the side of my face. “We aim to please.”
I looked up at Cade. “I want to ride him.”
Cade smiled wide. “You ready for that?”
I nodded. “I’ve been ready since I was nineteen.”
He laughed and leaned back, arms behind his head. “Then climb on, pretty boy.”
I stood to strip, peeling off my underwear slowly, my cock leaking already. Brad kissed my lower back as I got on the bed again, straddling Cade’s lap. His cock was throbbing against my hole, and I rubbed against it a little, teasing.
Brad positioned the camera again. “Yeah, this is gonna break the internet.”
I took a deep breath and sank down slowly.
“Holy fuck,” Cade growled, his head falling back.
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Abhishek
Yeah Brother! Thank you. Like I have said before, as long as you guys keep enjoying Brad&Cody, I don't plan on ending their storyline.
Andy Jarrad
Christ, I love this story 🥵🥵🥵 Talk about leaving people on the edge lol, good work fella! Please keep it coming x
