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])

With the air cleared and everyone feeling safe and more comfortable, Steve, Brad and Skip settled into a predictable routine. Skip was now effectively living with them, only occasionally disappearing for family things back home. The boys were lined up to go to the same college in the fall, so for them there was a mixture of both endless time together with a big change just over the horizon.  

And, of course, they fucked. They tried to be discreet, but their attempts couldn’t compete with their animal lust. Steve could hear them in the bedroom, the shower and sometimes in the gym. He could tell when they’d been nearly busted, such as when Steve came home early. On those occasions their faces were usually flushed and damp or their clothes were half off, and there was always running or scurrying - to either get out of sight or to quickly straighten up a couch, sun lounger or gym bench. He could even tell, he was pretty sure, which one had just been fucked, with the top having a slight swagger and the bottom clearly zoned out from a fresh ball-busting hammering. 

In between it all, they still worked out like crazy, ever determined to increase in size, and continued to practice their wrestling. They enjoyed spending time with Steve and Uncle Andy, when he dropped by. They boys were very happy, which in turn made the older brothers proud and relieved. 

Meanwhile, something else had changed for Steve. Where fucking around with guys was once an irregular thing for him, it was now happening all the time. Brad and Skip had awoken something in him. So, partly to drown out the increasing thoughts he had of how hot his own son was, and the seemingly constant reminder of the crazy gay sex the boys were having all around the house, he was horny all the time, with a crazy need to fuck guys. So he started to hunt out cock and ass in a major way. 

At first, he did it away from the house. Grindr hooks ups were easy for that. But after a while, it occurred to him that he was behaving guiltily, and that there wasn’t any need for that. Maybe he was more gay now than before? He wasn’t sure. Something that had been undefined and marginal before was suddenly taking on a new and more central shape. He loved his gay brother, and most definitely and unconditionally loved his gay son. 

But, something else, in him, had shifted. He was starting to realise that his attraction to men was a bigger part of his identity than he has previously realised, and that perhaps this is why he was feeling closer and closer to both his younger brother and son.  He still wasn’t comfortable thinking about either of them too sexually, though. Yep - they were hot. Yep - he got hard thinking about their bodies. But, it was still reflexive to push that thought down before it went too far.

One evening, horny and in bed, he felt his cock harden yet again. He needed to bang some ass. And he was after something very specific. He’d just uploaded some new pics to Grindr, and started to see what was out there. It didn’t take too long to settle on one particular guy. 

He name was Jack, and he was 23. He had dark hair, was six was foot and very built. Broad shoulders, wide chest and cum gutters that were begging to see a load drained onto them while he was being fucked on his back. His left forearm had a half sleeve tattoo, which just added the hotness and which contrasted perfectly with his handsome but boyish face. 

He had a really cocky attitude, too, judging by his pics and profile. The guy knew he was hot - which to Steve was absolutely fine. When you work out that hard, and you got that certain something….. why not be a little cocky?  At this stage, Steve was aware that the kid had more than a passing resemblance to his own son, just with darker hair. But, maybe hooking up with a guy like that would help ease some of the crazy thoughts he’d been having……

But what was he going to say to Brad if he saw his dad this way, with dudes coming over? Should he talk to him first, he wondered. He had told Brad a long time ago that sometimes he sleeps with men, just like Uncle Andy did. But, he wasn’t even sure if Brad remembered that, as he’d never mentioned it since.  He thought it through and realised a key thing, which was that he had found out about Brad through seeing Brad literally having sex. And he was fine with it. So, if all that Brad saw was him having a guy over, he should be fine with it too. And then, later, they could talk it through if Brad had any issues.

* * * *

An hour later, there was a knock at the door. The boys were home, but he hadn’t counted on either of them racing to the door so quick. And, sure enough, before he could get to the front door, he could hear Brad’s voice. 

“You’re here for Steve? Ah, yeah, that’s my dad.” 

“Cool. I’m Jack. Nice to meet you - ” 

“- hey! How’s it going?” Steve said quickly, running down the hall towards the front door and eager to get control of the situation. He didn’t have time to put a top on, so had run out in just a pair of faded jeans (sexy as fuck jeans that showed off his muscular ass and which were stretched around his huge thighs).  

Jack meanwhile was wearing tight denim shorts that showed off his full thighs, topped with a v-neck t-shirt, his hard pecs showing. The sleeves strained at his muscled biceps, which were dancing around as he shook Brad’s hand. 

“Hey, Steve, was just talking to your son.” 

“Yeah, dad, we were just saying hi. What’s going on?”

“Um, Jack, you wanna head out by the pool - grab a drink on your way? I’ll be out in a bit.”

“Sure. But don’t take too long….” Smirking, and while checking out what looked like the hottest father and son he’d ever seen, he cruised down to the back of the house. 

“What’s going on, dad?” 

“So, uh, I guess I haven’t been completely open with you, son. I, uh, you remember when I once told you that I’m not completely straight? Well, it’s been a while, but I’m kinda reconnecting with that side of myself. I guess you’ve been a big influence on me.  Usually, I do stuff away from the house. But, with you now out, I figured it’s ok for you to see this side of me.  Are you ok with that?”

“Wow. This is a bit of a shock. I mean, fuck, you’re my dad. Sure, I’m really happy for you. I guess maybe I’d not thought I’d ever see it or something. I think maybe I thought it wasn’t true anymore?”

“Sorry, Brad, guess I could have been more transparent with you.”

“But why not? I mean, with Uncle Andy and all…..?  Why didn’t you want me to see you with other guys?”

“Son, I don’t know. I guess I was always worried about it being confusing for you. It just kinda feels right to do it now.”

“Shit, well, ok. I mean, of course. I guess I just need to let it sink in. And, uh, this guy, Jack, he’s a hookup?  Like from Grindr?”

“Yep. You ok with that? I mean, it’s your house, too.”

“Dad, it’s fine. I mean, the guy’s crazy hot. And I’m sure you can take care of yourself. Look, don’t worry about me - have fun. I know I would with a guy that looked like that.  We’ll stay out of your hair.”

They hugged and, after checking one last time if Brad was ok, Steve took the next step by walking down the hall towards the pool. Once there he found Jack by the pool, sitting on a lounger.  

“Hey, stud, looking good.”

“Thank you. You’re pretty amazing yourself. Your arms are insane dude. Think we’re gonna have some fun.”

“Yup, think we are.”  And then, maybe a little self-consciously and aware that Brad might be looking, Steve leaned down to the sun lounger and gave Jack a full and deep kiss. 

Jack pulled the hot daddy onto him and ran his hands over his chest, back and ass.  He could feel the hard glutes through the jeans, sensing the power this guy would have when fucking. With such muscular legs and ass, he knew he was in for a pounding. Plus, this guy’s cock was fucking huge, if the bulge in his jeans was anything to go by. 

“Shall we go to the bedroom?” Steve asked.

“Yeah, sure. Eventually. I’m in no rush. The setting sun is nice out here.”

Steve rose up, straddling Jack as he lay on the lounger. He reached back and held onto the kid’s thighs, knowing that as he did so his full chest flared out, putting his massive pecs on display. The kid was majorly turned on, his cock pressing against Steve’s ass. A wet patch was starting to show on Steve’s crotch, and he started to really grind on the kid’s cock, obvious to anyone looking. 

And, sure enough, two sets of eyes were glued to one of the bathroom windows, covertly taking in this hot scene. 

“Think we’ll be putting both of these cocks to good use, bud” Steve said. 

The kid didn’t really top that much. But when a guy this hot tells you he wants to ride your dick, you say yes. And that was it - they both got up and started walking towards Steve’s bedroom. As soon as the door was closed, Steve reached over and grabbed Jack by his ass, pulling him into an embrace, their hard cocks mashing together. The dude was incredible, thought Steve, every fucking inch of him swollen to perfection. And so handsome. 

He pulled up Steve’s t-shirt, finally laying eyes on the kid’s magnificent chest and hard belly. He leaned in and kissed him, not realizing that his size and height was making the younger stud swoon. 

“Get over onto the bed” Steve ordered, which Jack immediately did, kicking his flip flops off along the way. 

Steve pulled Jack’s shorts off and flipped him over onto his stomach and then stared down at the two perfect globes of his ass. Jack was moaning, knowing what was coming.

“You gonna take this, man? Gonna fuck this hole ‘till I can’t walk?”

“Yep. Sure am. Probably twice.” 

He removed his jeans and knelt before this perfect ass. He leaned in and licked at the stud’s hole, tasting the prize, while Jack held his cheeks apart.  He spat straight onto the hole, and started to work his tongue in roughly. He’d wanted to take it easy, maybe start with a blowjob, but the idea of sinking his cock in was becoming all-consuming. After about a full five minutes of opening the guy’s hole with his tongue and fingers, he grabbed some lube by the bed and squirted the cold liquid onto Jack’s ass. 

At first he leant fully onto Jack’s body, each man feeling the hard muscle of the others’ body and Steve’s lubed cock riding between those two magnificent globes.  After a minute of this, he leaned down and aimed his steely cock at Jack’s hole, making the younger man squirm as he felt just the tip but nothing else, getting desperate for more. 

“Fuck, dude, I so want you to fuck me.”  Jack had only seen a picture of Steve’s cock at this point.  He knew the measurements from his Grindr profile, so he was expecting something big, but not as big as the blunt head that was now pressing against his puckered hole.  This was going to be good. 

“Hold on, this is gonna hurt” said Steve, sensing Jack was ready, and up for a rough fuck. 

Jack braced himself as he felt the head pierce his hole.  He bore down to let the intruder in, but fuck if it wasn’t fat. He hissed through his teeth as the first inch shoved its way in, and then, still holding his ass cheeks apart, did his best to take the pain. 

“Yeah, that’s it, you’re taking it, boy. Real nice, that’s it, keep going. Just the last half to go” Steve said. 

To give Jack a break, he stopped at that point, leaning in to nuzzle his neck, laying against the guy’s back, the smell and weight driving the bottom crazy with lust. Jack panicked a little at the news that the telephone pole invading his ass was only half way in. He pushed his hands up above his head and gripped the sheets. He could feel Steve’s hard pecs rubbing against his shoulder blades, the man’s hands now reaching for his, clasping them tight as their fingers entwined. This felt intimate, but it also meant he was even more pinned down by this hulk of a man that was about to rip his ass in two. 

As Jack exhaled loudly and tried to relax his hole as much as possible, Steve proceeded to sink his monstrous cock right in until his balls were against Jack’s ass. He was in heaven, the feeling against his cock better than anything he’d ever felt before. He licked Jack’s neck, which was now damp with sweat, not a surprise given the heat, the weight he was bearing and the exertion needed to absorb what felt like a baseball bat up his ass. 

“Fuck, dude, that is a sweet ass. You like my cock up there?” Steve said as he pulled himself up to a plank position, with only the tip in Jack’s ass.

“Shit, your cock’s huge, man. Agh…” he grunted as he felt Steve’s massive cock sliding back in all the way. It was like a rollercoaster, his whole body feeling the rise and fall of this hot man’s cock as it slowly went in and out of his tight hole.  

“Man, sure as hell glad I messaged you. This is exactly what I wanted” Jack said raspily. “Fucking hung dude plowing my hole, using my ass.”  Their hands were still locked, preventing Jack from moving anything other than his hips and legs.  He tried pulling his knees in a little so he could raise his hips, but this only gave Steve better access, which he took advantage of immediately. For the first time he shoved his cock back in roughly and quickly, making Jack suck in air and then exhale into a deep groan. His face was now pressed firmly into the mattress, his back arched to absorb each downward thrust. 

Steve picked up speed, alternating between long strokes. When his cock was fully embedded he would grind his ass back, driving them both wild. After a minute or so more, Jack started writhing around, the feeling of being impaled on this muscle god’s cock driving him up the wall. 

Steve pulled out and told Jack to flip over. “ I wanna see your face as you get fucked” Steve said. Jack, desperate to have that cock firmly back up his ass as quickly as possible obeyed and flipped over. But, first, Steve scooted up and placed his hard cock at Jack’s lips. 

“Lick it, stud” he said, looking down at the Jack’s fuckface, his mouth opening wide to take eagerly the slimy rod.  

“Yeah, that’s it, take it down your throat, get it real wet for the next round of fucking” Steve said, boxing Jack’s head in with his thighs, one hand holding him by the hair. 

Jack had no choice but to try to relax his throat in order to let the huge cock in. It was already wet from his ass, the lube and a thick line of precum that was oozing out of the slit, so taking it wasn’t too hard.  At this angle, both the cock and Steve looked enormous, the sheer weight of him making escape impossible. Not that he wanted to escape, of course. He loved the feeling of being ordered around, and Steve’s sexiness turned him on so much that he took the cock until his nose was bumping against the damp hair of Steve’s belly, his tongue and lips collecting the goop along the shaft as it sank all the way in. 

After a minute or so of fucking the stud’s throat, Jack pulled out, moved back down between Jack’s legs, held Jack’s ankles and threw his legs behind his  ears. In that position, as Steve lifted himself up for the fucking, he took Jack with him, raising his ass in the air.  He pointed his cock straight at Jack’s hole and rammed his rod down to the balls in one hard thrust. 

Both men yelled out, Steve in absolute pleasure, Jack in a mixture of intense pleasure but also pain. This new angle meant Steve’s cock was hitting deep, filling him completely.  

“Fuuuuuuck” yelled Jack. “Oh, fuck, dude, your dick is driving me crazy.” His chest was heaving from the sudden rapid breathing, his leaking cock almost red it was so hard. He couldn’t get to it because his legs were in the way, and he needed his hands under his lower back for support.  Holding himself this way flared out Jack’s chest and bulged his shoulders, which in turn drove Steve crazy.  Steve started a steady fucking, with full long strokes, his hard belly hitting Jack’s cock each time he hit bottom. 

Soon Jack’s head was rolling around, the kid clearly under Steve’s control. Steve, puffing and grunting his way through this hard fuck, lowered one of Jack’s legs between his own, and raised the other over his shoulder so they were in a scissoring position. This allowed his cock to easily slide in and out but also meant that Jack could finally access his cock, which he started pumping it with his right hand, desperate to cum. 

Steve was now really hammering his hole, making Jack and the bed shake mightily. The headboard was repeatedly banging into the wall, both men grunting, moaning and hissing loudly as they worked themselves up to a ball-busting orgasm. Steve kept it up for about ten minutes, falling into a steady pounding while holding tightly onto Jack’s straining body. The kid was now just emitting one steady groan, his whole body having surrendered to the python that was ramming in and out of his ass mercilessly, totally owned by Steve. And Steve just kept going, the man’s endurance phenomenal, biting Jack’s ear, kissing him passionately, licking his neck, but all while maintaining a hard and steady fucking. 

Jack’s orgasm came first, his battered prostate finally giving in and pumping out a huge load. Due to the angle, it first hit his arm, and then a massive amount of cum started shooting out, spraying all over the bed. The amount surprised Steve as he watched Jack’s cock continuously spurting until he’d shot at least eight massive ropes of thick cum.  Fuck, this kid was really worked up, Steve thought, as he watched the battered stud convulsing while his ass continued to get hammered, all the while moaning loudly, almost out of his mind. 

Of course, the site of Jack cumming made Steve lose it. He yelled out “Fuuuuuck!” as his own cock exploded, the hot cum shooting deep into Jack’s ass. He threw his head back while still sawing his cock in and out so the cum was being deposited the full length of Jack’s fuck chute, and Steve could feel it as it started leaking out, his big dick forcing it out while also pumping it in. He was breathing hard but feeling amazing, Jack’s flooded hole still clenching around his spasming dick.  He pushed in for one final and deep thrust, clenching his ass hard to make sure he was buried as deeply as possible, feeling his seed as it drenched his balls and Jack’s ass. 

He leaned in to kiss the sweat and cum-covered muscle pup that was lying between his legs, his ass still spasming. Their tongues met as they kissed, trading spit, their stubble grinding it roughly into their chins.  After a few minutes, Steve rose up and pulled out, taking in the sight of the kid’s battered hole and his own slimy cock and pubes, which were soaked in his own cum and Jack’s ass juices. 

“Come here, you got some cleaning up to do” said Steve. 

Jack, his head still spinning, got up onto his hands and knees and lowered his head to clean the sticky cock that had just taken him on a wild ride. 

He licked the head, making Steve tremble due to the now-sensitive head, and then licked down to the pubes and balls, slurping up the cum that was everywhere. He was going crazy, both at the taste, and the hotness of sex with this guy. He wanted to make him feel good, to give him even a small fraction of what he’d felt. He knew that a lot of guys wanted to fuck him, but not everyone knew how to handle him. Steve, though, had played him like a fiddle, just how he liked it. Dude didn’t ask, he just went straight for his ass and proceeded to turn him inside out.

“Hmmmmmm, so good” he mumbled, still finding globs of cum and lube around the base of Steve’s now semi-hard cock. “Man, so fucking happy I came over.”

“You and me both, Jack. You and me both” said Steve as he reached over to slide two fingers up the the guy’s hole, feeling the dripping slot and his own cum oozing down his hand. 

They talked for a bit, eventually falling asleep, only to wake up an hour or so later to fuck again, this time Jack fucking Steve.  And then again, until they both feel properly asleep, their bodies wrecked. 

* * * *

As he opened his eyes to the new day, Steve looked down to see Jack rising up on his knees so that he could position his ass onto Steve’s hard cock. They’d fucked late into the night, finally falling asleep when they just couldn’t take it any more, somewhere around midnight. Stroke for stroke, orgasm for orgasm, they were a perfect match. The kid was a total cumpig, taking loads up his ass and down his throat. But, so was Steve, and Jack had been ready and willing to split Steve’s ass open and pump him full of his jock seed each time the older stud asked for it.  Jack’s cock was a nice, cut eight and half inches, and only slightly thinner than Steve’s, with a fat head that seemed to leak like a tap. Plus, he was built and only 23, so the horny fucker could just keep going. 

Jack’s ass was still greasy with lube and cum from the night before. He lined Steve’s nine inch cock at the entrance and in one stroke, lowered his studly frame right down to Steve’s balls, sinking down to the root until every inch of that hard-as-steel fucker was back where it belonged. Both men groaned from the pleasure, feeling the moistness and tightness of Jack’s hole as it once again enveloped Steve’s raging fuckmeat. As Jack started to gyrate on the pole, grinding his ass into Steve’s crotch so that the cock up his ass could hit every angle, Steve grabbed Jack’s hips and pushed his own up, mashing cock and ass together. 

“Fuck, dude. That is one hot piece of ass. You’re gonna kill me with that thing.”

“Shit, it was fucking made for this cock. You gonna dump another load up there, you sexy fucker?”

Running his hands over Jack’s chest and ridged belly, feeling the lube and dried cum from the long night of fucking matted in Jack’s treasure trail, Steve said “more than one.”

And then they were off. Jack raised himself up from his knees into a squatting position, paused firmly with Steve’s cock just at the tip. And then, rapidly, he squatted down again to shove Steve’s cock back into the depths of his ass, the cock so big he was sure that it was about to punch through to his guts. Over and over again the kid slammed down and then raised himself up, Steve’s cock repeatedly piercing and plunging his greedy hole, making both men groan each time it hit bottom. 

The pounding was pushing out the cream he’d taken last night, so when he reached back to pull Steve’s balls he could feel them soaked from the juice now oozing out from his ass. Steve grabbed onto Jack’s hips, helping him with his hard fuck. This went for a while, the kid’s stamina and will power enabling him to fuck himself on that pole like a machine. His body was soon damp with sweat, his head low as he held on tightly to Steve’s shoulders, and all he could do was concentrate on making sure that he stroked Steve’s cock with his velvety ass from tip to base, desperate for that next load. 

Steve, meanwhile, was entranced. He couldn’t believe how hot this guy was, his wide and heavy frame totally centered  around the cock that was ramming in and out of his tight chute. The kid looked blissed out, his body stuck on one speed and focussed on repeating the same motion - slowly pulling up and then slamming back down. He wasn’t gonna last long, so he started jerking the kid’s eight and a half inch prick, knowing that he too was gonna blow, with or without help. 

“Ooooohhhh, fuck dude, almost there! Gonna fucking blow any second. Yeah, fuck me, man, jerk my fucking dick! Fuuuuuuck!”

And with that Jack straightened up and after a couple more hard squats exploded. Hot cum shot out of his cock and hit Steve on the chest, the face, and his own torso. Jack’s chest and belly heaved, his six pack contacting and expanding as he convulsed and coated it with a fresh morning load.  

The sight of this stud cumming was too much for Steve. His own cock doubled in size as it burst, shooting another load of ball juice up the kid’s already cummy hole. He roared as jet after jet after jet shot out of his cock, his meat contracting and expanding as it blast his load. Within seconds he could feel the hot load as it ran out of the kid’s tight ass and down his balls, making their parts smack together wetly each time Jack hit bottom. 

Slowly, their movements slowed and their breathing started to return to normal. Both they and the bed were now wet from Jack’s splattered seed, his ass now gently grinding to get every last feeling of pleasure.  

“Come here, Jack, you know what I want” Steve said.

“Fuck, you’re such a dirty fucking pig. I love it.” And, with that, Jack rose off Steve’s dick, turned around and lowered his ass onto the older stud’s mouth. As Jack’s ass moved towards his face, Steve could see the mess he’d made, his seed dripping out the hole, smeared around Jack’s ass cheeks, perineum and inner thighs.  

Jack pushed back and within seconds a stream of hot cum came out of his ass, onto Steve’s tongue and then down his throat. He rammed his tongue deep, jabbing at the sloppy hole to get more and more of the scummy seed. He loved nothing more than sloppily felching a freshly fucked ass, feeling the wetness on his mouth and face, the smell overpowering and intoxicating. 

Meanwhile Jack had leaned forward and was licking clean all of Steve’s cum from his still-hard cock and balls, already thinking of other ways he was going to enjoy this mega stud.   

“Dude, I think I’ve earned breakfast”, Jack said eventually, turning around as he licked his lips and fingers. 

“Yeah, I’d say at least one piece of toast” said Steve. 

“Asshole. I’d say at least two pieces. And a coffee!”

They both laughed and started to work up the strength to walk to the kitchen, lazily wiping themselves off and throwing on some shorts and and tanks along the way.

In the kitchen, they were both startled by Brad saying “Hey, look who’s up!” 

“Morning, Brad” said Steve. “You remember Jack?”

“Ah, yeah, I think so, dad.” 

Turning to Jack, Brad asked “You’re the guy my dad was making all that noise with all night, and this morning?”  Brad was smiling cheekily, aware he was being forward, but having fun. 

“Ah, yeah, sorry. Hope we weren’t too loud. Just, you know, your dad’s pretty wild.”

“Jack! Brad doesn’t need to know that” said Steve, scowling. 

“Yeah, Brad does, actually” Brad said, grinning cheekily. And he didn’t miss the clear signs of their morning fuck, their faces still damp and flushed. And, was that some stray cum on his dad’s neck, he wondered? And the smell…… sweat, cum and lube? Just like he and Skip woke both mornings. 

“Cheeky fucker. No, you don’t. Now, what’s for breakfast?” he asked his son. 

Jack looked at the father and son. The two made a wildly hot combination. The kid was beyond hot, every muscle pumped, paired with a face that could make you swoon. If he wasn’t his new fuckbuddy’s son, he’d be making a move. After all, he was 18. 

“Morning all” said Skip as he walked into the kitchen from the backyard, wet from having just taken a swim and wearing only a pair of nylon running shorts that he’d quickly dabbed dry. 

The look on Jack’s face at that point was priceless. And it didn’t go unnoticed by Steve and Brad. Poor guy. He’d been a little bit more prepared to see Brad shirtless, having already met him the night before. But, when Skip walked in, barely dressed and showing off that smile and perfectly sculpted body, Jack literally became slack-jawed. Father and son shared a knowing glance. 

“Hey, you must be Jack. I’m Skip.”  

As Jack went to shake his hand, he mumbled, “Uh, hi. Sorry, you are?”

“He’s my boyfriend” said Brad, smiling and throwing an arm around his lover. 

“Sure, of course” said Jack, at this point numb to the hotness that seemed to spring from every corner of this house. 

“Ah, any one else here that I should know of?” asked Jack, almost nervously, looking around. 

“No, just us. Sometimes Uncle Andy, but he does’t live here. Just uses the pool and eats our food.  Show him a photo of Uncle Andy, dad.”

Steve reached over to his phone on the kitchen table and found a picture of Andy. “Here he is.”

Jack then laughed. Of course this was Andy’s family!  Now it was his turn to get cocky. “Ah, Andy from Sycamore? Yeah, I know him. Real well. We hung out a bit a few months ago. Hot guy.” And, just as he’d intended, he’d left the three dumbstruck - Steve most of all. 

“Look, I don’t mean to shock you but, you know, your brother’s a popular guy. I’d say he’s been through every one of my buddies. Maybe more than once…..”

“Yeah, well, it isn’t too much of a shock, been that way all his life. Ever since high school. And I don’t think he’ll be stopping any time soon” Steve said. He loved his brother, but Christ, there was no denying he was a major slut. 

They all giggled and then settled into a nice breakfast, cooked by the boys, spending an hour or so getting to know each other. Steve was happy and excited by how things had turned out. Jack had started off as a bit of a distraction, some hot ass to blow off some steam. And he sure served that purpose. But, he was also really nice, and he and the boys seemed to really get along. He didn’t really want it to end, so he asked him if he wanted to hang by the pool. 

“Sure, I’d love that. I’ve got a pair of swimming trunks in the car somewhere. Lemme duck out and get them.”  

After he’d walked out of the room, Brad said “Wow, Dad, that guy is stupid hot. Good score. Did you have fun?  It sure sounded like you did.”

Steve figured he’d have to get used to this kind of talk. “Yeah, I think we did. He’s real sweet, too. Didn’t know he was your uncle’s leftovers, but I guess I’d be high and dry if I waited for someone who wasn’t.” 

“Wow, he’s really that much of a slut, huh?” asked Brad. 

“Hey, careful, he’s still your uncle. So, that’s Uncle Slut, to you.” And they giggled. 

Within minutes, Jack had returned and they moved out to the pool to enjoy the sun, and to get to know each other.