The Hansons

This is a work of fiction, and includes stories of sex between family members. If this is illegal in your area, please do not read. A big thank you to Bill Drake, a4f101, Marc Tremaine and FD Campbell (Peterbilt) for their ball-busting contributions and inspiration. 

Feedback welcome to [email protected], and let me know if you want this story to keep going.  Copyright held by Andrew Pearce ([email protected])

Steve woke to the smell of coffee and eggs cooking. Since the divorce more than 10 years ago, he and Brad had lived alone so he knew that this meant Brad was cooking. He threw on a pair of nylon running shorts that were sitting on a chair and walked down the hall. There, in the kitchen, he came across Brad and Skip frying up a storm, the kitchen smelling great. He thought back to what he had seen the day before, each boy greedily sucking the others’ cum from their dicks and then sharing their loads in a messy kiss. He quickly sat down, eager for the boys to not see his tenting shorts. 

“Wow, this is great. What brought this on?” Steve asked.

“Just a great morning, dad. Skip slept over and we figured we’d do something nice for you.  That ok with you?” Brad asked sarcastically. 

“Sure, no complaints here. Ready to eat!” he beamed.

The boys were in gym shorts and nothing else, unless you counted the not too subtle smirking that said “we just fucked and we loved it”.  He’d gone to bed early, figuring that the boys would want to be alone. This morning, he could see much more clearly that there was something more than just sex happening here, that the snowballing kiss they shared was more intimate than something shared between simple fuck buddies. Already close, this must have been really taking it up a notch. So, he figured late evening that he’d give them some necessary room. Skip was a great kid, and he both liked and trusted him.  He was a little uneasy about them being old enough to understand what was happening to them, but he could talk to Brad about that later. 

Suddenly, the food was ready and the boys were seated. Steve couldn’t miss the glances they kept giving each other. This was full, red-blooded youth, bonding. 

“So, what are you guys up to today?” 

“Dunno, hadn’t planned much”, said Brad. “Probably work out a bit, maybe a run….”. 

Skip at this point was looking down at his plate, probably not wanting to give anything away, given they were probably intending to just fuck all day. Steve decided he’d clear out then and there in order to give them some space. Besides, he wanted to speak with his brother Andy to see if he had any advice on what had been happening with Brad and Skip. 

“Well, have a good one”, he said, cleaning his plate. “I’m gonna see what your Uncle Andy’s up to. Skip, you joining us for dinner later?”

“Sure, Mr Hanson, that would be great. Thanks.”

Ten minutes later, after Steve had left and Skip was cleaning up the breakfast dishes, he felt a hand coming around his waist. He smiled, and leaned back to feel his boyfriend’s hard cock pressing into his back. 

“Hmmm…. I was wondering when that was gonna show up” he said. 

“Oh, it’s up, dude. And it’s going straight up that fucking tight hole of yours” said Brad huskily, while licking and kissing Skip’s neck. 

“No complaints, here!” Skip said, turning off the water and pulling down his shorts. 

“Get this hole open and it’s all yours” he said.

Brad got to his knees and started poking around Skip’s smooth crack, feeling the greasiness that came from last night’s loads and lube. He pushed his tongue into the funky hole, pulling Skip’s legs apart as he did so. 

“Yeah, dude, get me really wet and ready for your big dick. I’d say you owe me from last night.”

Brad pulled back to say “fuck you, asshole, I fucked you good and hard. Not my problem you’re a fucking greedy pig” and then dove back in until his nose and chin were buried deep between his cheeks. 

“Ugh, uh, oh yeah, that’s nice. Jesus, can you blame me - sex with you is so good. Don’t know… agh, uh, if I’m ever gonna get enough of it” Skip moaned. 

Brad rewarded the compliment by grabbing on tightly to Skip’s thighs so he could really tongue-fuck the stud’s hole, really getting it wet and ready for another pounding. Every once in a while he’d be rewarded by a drop of his own cum from the night before hitting his tongue, spurring him on.  

He flipped Skip around and started sucking the head of his dick, while a finger found his hole so he could start opening it. As he started to deep throat Skip’s tool, he shoved one, and then two spit-slicked fingers up his boyfriend’s tight fuck chute. Skip was leaning back against the sink, holding onto the bench with both hands, feeling the intense pleasure of this fantastic morning opener.  

He looked down to see his now naked boyfriend as he focused on taking his cock all the way down, pulling up to lick the head, and then deep-throating it again. He looked every bit the hot jock he was, his face a picture of pleasure and concentration, his cheeks swelling and his throat contracting and expanding with the effort, yet his hair still messy from bed. 

After a few minutes he rose, flipped Skip around again, and then aimed his cock at the prize.  He started pushing, knowing the rim job and the loads and lube already up there would be enough. He sank it in in two thrusts, Skip nonetheless yelling out from the sudden invasion. 

“Fuck, Brad, Jesus, take it easy” he cried. 

“Fuck that. You weren’t with me last night, and I ain’t gonna be with you today” said Brad arrogantly. 

Dude was right - he’d fucked Brad hard the night before, caring only about getting his cock up that tight bubble but every which way. They’d first fucked each other gently, the pain intense, not really sure what they were doing and how to make it feel good. But, they soon figured it out, until by the end they’d been really going for it, slamming in and out, driving the other wild. They were new to this, but their years’ long hunger had them super turned on. 

Skip knew this was going to be a rough assault. Brad was horned up and wanted his ass. He arched his back a bit and gripped the bench hard as Skip started a steady and insistent dicking.  

“Oh, fucking use me dude, fucking rip this ass apart!” he ordered. 

Brad was turned on to hear the command, and leaned forward to also grab the sink, his hands now either side of Skips’. This way, he could really brace himself, allowing for a much harder fucking. And so it began, with Brad picking up the pace quickly to really pound his cock as hard as he could. Skip, meanwhile, was using all his strength to hold his body away from the bench, to save his cock from being crushed against the cabinet because of Brad’s powerful thrusts. Brad’s cock was leaking heavily, so turned on was he by Brad just screwing his ass so recklessly. 

Brad was now grunting loudly, his cock slamming into Skip’s ass with real force, Skip panting as he used all his strength to keep from being thrown against the cabinet. He could hear Brad’s breath getting ragged, and his own balls tightening.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, fuck,, ugh, can’t keep this up much longer” Brad said, hardly able to breath and speak at the same time. 

“Fucking slam me, dude! Fucking slam my cunt with that fat cock of yours, man!  Gimme that fucking jock load!” Skip yelled, desperate to feel Brad’s cum wash his insides.  About six thrusts later he felt the geyser erupt, Brad collapsing against his back and gripping his shoulders in order to hold on. They were slippery from Skip’s sweat, so he ended up just bear hugging him as his hard cock exploded, sending his hot teen cum deep into his bowels, which Skip could feel.  He slowed down, the intensity of the orgasm wiping out his energy, now just holding onto Skip while grinding his crotch against his ass. 

Soon, Skip pulled off Brad’s dick and swapped them so that Brad was facing him as he leant against the sink. After kissing him, Skip knelt down and started deep throating Brad’s still-hard, cum-covered dick, savouring the taste of his own ass and Brad’s sweet cream, the last drops still pulsing out the slit. With one hand he furiously jerked off his own sensitive dick and with the other he played with his now leaking hole, getting his fingers wet and sticky with Brad’s load. 

With Brad still breathing hard from his orgasm, he felt his own hit, the cum spurting out and splashing hs own belly, Brad’s legs and the kitchen cabinets. He groaned deeply onto Brad’s cock, feeling the waves of pleasure, both in pleasuring his boyfriend and in the feeling of release. He stayed like that until he’d stopped shooting, and then stood up, his legs a little wobbly. 

“Hmmm…. nice, dude. Wanna help me clean these?” he asked Brad, holding up both hands, one covered in Brad’s cum from his ass and the other in his own cum from jerking himself off.  

Brad’s eyes widened, “Fuck, yeah” he said, opening his mouth. And together they licked both hands clean, sucking each finger and kissing each other in between so that they could share the juices. 

“Man, that was hot. Thank you.” 

Brad replied by taking his hand and leading him to the shower. “I’m gonna expect a lot more than just a ‘thank you’” he smirked. 

* * * *

Simon moaned as Andy’s fingers twisted inside his ass. Andy’s freshly dumped load, together with the one he’d taken from his neighbour that morning, meant his hole was nice and wet.   

“That’s a pretty slushy hole you got there, bud, but I’d say it can’t just be my seed you got up there?” Andy asked.

“There might be another one…..  Sexy neighbour just moved in upstairs. Needed to welcome him to the building, right?”   

Andy leaned in to his fuck buddy’s ass and started to suck out the two loads. He kept one finger in there, using it to scoop out the tasty fuck juice straight into his mouth. He munched hungrily, relishing the taste.  After a few minutes, and realising there was none left, he leant up and sensuously kissed the hot piece of ass that was on the receiving end of this late morning fuck and felch.  They were both still damp with sweat, not surprising given the athletic fuck they’d just had, and the early summer heat.  

“Hmmmm, that was nice” he said. 

Then, his doorbell rang. 

Andy grabbed a pair of briefs, his semi effectively on full display, and walked to the hall to answer the door.

“Hey, Steve, how ya doing?  I’d, uh, hug you but I’m a bit of a mess. I got a friend over - having a bit of fun.” 

Steve took in the sight of his hulky brother. The guy’s body was fucking amazing, and seeing it in what was obviously a post-fuck glow, was very distracting. He was sweaty, unshaven, and clearly had a semi in a pair of worn briefs that looked stretched, as though they’d been ripped off just hours before.  And he reeked of cum. His unshaven chin maybe even looked like it had some on there. Or maybe just spit. Steve couldn’t be sure. He refocused, but aware that he was not imagining his brother doing what his own son had done the night before. Fuck, it was everywhere. 

“Well, I’ve come over to talk about gay stuff, so it’s probably fitting” said Steve.

“‘Gay stuff’?  Ok, that’s a new one! Sure, give us a second. Want Simon to join? He’s gay, so I guess he qualifies as another expert?” Andy laughed. 

“Ah, sure” Seve replied awkwardly.  But, he wasn’t so sure. This was family stuff after all. And he wanted to respect Brad’s privacy. But, he was also mindful of intruding, and couldn’t bring himself to say no.

As Steve settled onto the couch, Andy returned with a guy shorter than him, around 5’11’, who was both sexy as hell and clearly still in a mid-fuck haze, hair messed up and looking a little flushed. He looked to be in his late 20s, with brown hair and a compact build - the guy was stunning.  His overall size wasn’t as big as Andy’s, but his proportions were perfect. They both sat down on the couch, ready to talk to Steve.  

“So, what kinda gay stuff you wanna know?” Andy asked. And Steve recounted the story, leaving out most of the details - including his own reaction - and focusing more on the young love and sexual exploration.  

“So, uh, what do you think I should do? Should I just, uh, leave them to it, or should I have some kind of talk with Brad. I mean, you know, to make sure he’s ok?”

“Man that’s fucking amazing. Damn, I’m really proud of my little nephew.  Really, really happy for him. And Skip’s a great kid. Hot little fucker, too. Couldn’t have made a better choice” said Andy. 

“Ok sure. But, that aside, do you think I’m making too much of this?”

“Nah, not at all. He’s your kid. You gotta make sure he’s ok. That’s your job, bro. But, it’s a new era, kids are much better at being gay now. Plus they’re good friends already, they're safe with each other. And they’re experimenting at home - with a father who cares enough to check with his gay brother. I’d say it’s all good.  Anyway, what’s the problem, you’ve messed around with guys before, you get it don’t you?”

“Yeah, sure, but for me it was just a bit of sex.  This seems more than that. And they’re a lot younger.”

“It’s just the same as it is with straights. Besides, you keep forgetting they’ve got a cool dad and an even cooler uncle. Bro, relax” said Andy.

Simon had been listening intently, but now his eyes looked from Andy and then at Steve. Simon, right about now, was freaking out. Andy was a fuck god that was both spectacular looking, but who also fucked like he was plugged into the power mains. The guy’s cock and stamina just didn’t quit. He could pump out a load up Simon’s ass, flip Simon over and then screw another one into him. And it wouldn’t be unusual for the guy to then lean down and give Simon an amazing blow job to cap it all off.  And then in walks his older brother, just as jacked, clearly carrying a major weapon if the bulge in his shorts was anything to go by, and now he hears that he too “messes with guys”. And, on top of that, the son’s hot for dick and is messing around with other hot dudes? Where the fuck was this family from, he wondered?

“Look, if you’re worried, we could talk to him together. Would that help? Simon, you don’t mind, do you?  We can hook up again later, if you’re free? Fuck knows there’s more I wanna do to you.” 

Simon blushed, but also nodded, happy to get whatever was going. 

“No, of course not. This is family.  And Steve - it’s great that you support your son like this. Not everyone has that. I’m sure it will all go well.”

Steve thanked him, and noticed the bulge that had grown in his crotch as he stood up to walk back to the bedroom to shower before leaving. 

When he was out of the room, Steve said to his brother “Not bad, Andy. Not bad at all. Looks like he would have been a lot of fun.”

“Absolutely. Stud can really take a pounding.  Sweet, too. But, insatiable. Probably jerking off thinking about you right now in the shower” Andy chuckled. Which, of course, was true.  “Gimme a few minutes and I’ll be ready to go back to the house with you.”

Andy slipped quickly into the shower with Simon, inserting his cock into that still lubed ass. They fucked quickly, but still hard and loud, until they both came, Simon pressed against the wall of the shower as he was skewered by Andy’s ten inch horse dick, the bigger stud’s cock depositing his second load of the morning into the now used hole, the cum leaking out of his loosened hole and down his legs, and then washed away by the water.  Soon after, Simon had gone, practically humming with another huge load of Hanson cock slime up his ass, and Andy was fumbling about for his keys and phone. 

“Jesus, you had to squeeze in another one?” Steve him.

“Ah, you saw the guy?  It’d be a fucking crime not to!” Andy said.

They both laughed and walked out together to Steve’s car, ready to go back to the house to talk with the boys.