Vinnie Deluca / 20 / Shaggy Dirty Blonde Hair / Swimmer’s Build / Smooth / 7-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ross Lynch
Sal Deluca / 28 / Light Brown Tight Fade / Muscular Build / Light Hair and Stubble / 10-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ryan Kwanten
Tony Deluca / 45 / Dark Brown Tight Fade / Muscular Build / Short Tight Beard and Hairy / 12-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Henry Cavill
Mike Russo / 44 / Short Black Hair / Muscular Build / Smooth / 9-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Alan Ritchson
Mike Gets His Groove Back
**Mike’s POV**
My phone’s alarm went off at 6:30AM. I had forgotten to turn it off last night before I crashed after the longest fucking day of my life. There was no need to get up this early anymore since I no longer had a job or any real responsibilities. I rolled over onto my back and stared up at the ceiling. The cool sheets felt nice against my naked body.
I flew back to New Mexico late last night after ending my marriage of 10 years to my best friend’s ex-wife...now my ex-wife, I guess. I never really built much of a community for myself back in Florida, which is why I was so grateful that Tony let me come and crash with him and our...well...his boys while I got back on my feet.
I had opted to crash in Vinnie’s room while I stayed here. The boys all slept in a massive bed with their dad in the master, now leaving plenty of space for me and the many boxes of shit I had shipped here before my flight. I felt a little bad about it because on the car ride back from the airport, Tony caught me up to speed on the recent traumas of his brother Nicky blowing up their lives. He apparently just got the last few boxes of his shit out of the house just in time for me to replace him, but Tone reassured me I was a welcome guest.
I reached an arm out, blindly searching for my phone on the nightstand. My hands felt the drawer open a crack. Curiosity got the best of me as I rolled over onto my side and slowly slid the drawer open. Inside was a couple bottles of used lube and 3 to 4 dildos of various sizes and shapes. My dick twitched at the idea of Vinnie using them on himself, but I guess he doesn’t need them these days. I reached my hand down to stroke my cock before I realized I really had to fucking pee.
I rolled out of bed and slid on a pair of white cotton boxers. Opening the door, I groggily stumbled down the hallway to the guest bathroom. It was still early, so I assumed no one was up yet. I walked up to the toilet and whipped my cock out as a heavy stream of piss splashed in the bowl. I let out a big yawn and scratched my stomach, finally starting to truly wake up. That’s when I heard the shower running. I hadn’t noticed it when I walked in.
The glass shower was steamed up, but I could make out a figure soaping themselves up. I slowly walked towards the shower with my mouth slightly open and my dick still hanging out of my boxers. I watched the hot water and soap flow down a muscular back, and then over the globes of a fuzzy round ass. An ass I’d know anywhere.
“Well, well, well...if it isn’t my biggest fan, ‘step_mikey44’.” Sal looked at me over his shoulder as he ran his loofah between the crack of his ass. “Got an early shift at the gym today and I didn’t want to wake V and my dad, so I thought I’d use the guest bathroom. Sorry if I woke you.”
“It’s OK, Sal. I was already up” I said standing there, enjoying the show. Ever since I visited the Delucas over the summer my sexuality has...been in somewhat of a state of flux. I wasn’t prepared to put myself in a new box or move me out of my current one...but I also know that fucking around with Tony and the boys changed my life for the better. One could argue I took it a bit farther when I went back to my wife but then became one of Sal’s biggest subscribers on OnlyFans, which occasionally involved me using a remote-control vibrator on him during his live streams. The kid’s fucking sexy and I couldn’t help it.
Sal leaned out of the shower and grabbed my cock, pulling me in with him. As he leaned up to kiss me, I slid down my now soaking wet boxers and stepped out of them.
“How long have you been thinking about this, Uncle Mike?” Sal asked as he pressed our cocks together and stroked.
“Honestly, kid? That morning when I caught the three of you in bed together...you sauntered over, stuck your hand in my pants and stroked my cock. Such a fucking tease. Been thinking about that pussy ever since” I said as I reached around and began rubbing his hole. “When Vinnie sent me the link to your OnlyFans, I locked myself in my office and watched every...single...video. I lost count how many times I nutted. I’m glad you enjoyed all the toys I sent.” Sal smiled and pushed back against my finger causing it to pop inside.
“I loved the toys, but nothing could possibly compare to the real thing” he said as he turned around and leaned against the glass wall. A stream of hot water ran down his back and over his hole. “It’s time to claim this pussy, Uncle Mike.” I grunted as I squatted behind him, prying his hole open with my tongue. I munched on his boy pussy as he moaned and wiggled against me. I have been waiting months for this.
I stood up and pressed Sal against the wall as I slid my cock up his tight, silky-smooth chute. He let out a low moan as he pushed back against me, arching his back. I bit down on his shoulder as I grabbed the soapy loofah hanging on the hook nearby and began rubbing it in between his legs. I soaped up his hard cock and hefty sized balls before moving up his well-defined abs to his meaty pecs.
“Fuck, son” I said as I cored out his insides with each thrust. “This boy pussy is everything I needed and more. He let out another moan as he lifted his arms behind his head and grabbed my hair. I took the opportunity to turn my head and take a deep sniff of his pits. I stuck my tongue out and ran it over the hairy pit. It tasted like ripe sweat and soap. I ran the loofah up higher, scrubbing his armpits thoroughly before I tossed it on the floor.
“Your cock feels so good, Uncle Mike” Sal moaned, as he stroked his cock faster and faster. “I’m gonna cum!” He yelled, as he shot 5 to 6 shots of hot cum onto the glass wall. His hole gripped me tightly, sending me over the edge.
“Gonna breed you, boy” I said as I slammed upwards and unloaded deep inside his guts. He pushed back against me hard, making sure I was all the way inside. After a moment, he began to slowly pull forward, but I held his hips in place. “Not yet, boy.” My hips slowly picked back up speed as I began fucking my load deeper into his pussy.
“Oh shit” Sal said in a low voice. “Push it in me deep, uncle. I’ll hold it in my pussy all day.” Deep in a trance, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around Sal’s body as I fucked him. My relentless jack-hammering caused Sal’s legs to buckle. I held his body up as the bathroom filled with the squishing sounds of water and cum squirting out of his pussy. I was gonna breed him again.
“Here it comes” I said as I slammed into him one last time. My balls unloaded every last drop they had as I let out a shutter and braced against the wall. Sal squeezed the base of his cock, getting out every last drop of cum, while I came back down to Earth. After a beat, I slowly pulled out with a wet, sloppy popping sound. Sal turned around and kissed me as the water rinsed us off.
“Sorry V and I didn’t greet you when you got in last night” Sal said, as he turned off the water and handed me a towel to dry off.
“It’s all good, Sal” I said, rubbing my balls dry. “It was fucking late and I crashed as soon as we got here. I just needed to get out of Florida as quickly as possible.”
“Ha. You don’t have to tell me how mentally freeing it is getting some distance from my mom” Sal said hanging his towel on the wrack next to him. “I’m just glad you felt comfortable coming back here and staying with us. It’s really great seeing you again.” He walked over and looked me up and down. “I know you don’t look like that from sitting on the couch. Now that you’re ‘back back’, you should come down and join my gym. I always take extra good care of my favorite clients” he said with a wink.
“Ha, yeah” I said looking down at my muscular body. “Let me get a job first and then I might take you up on that.”
“Oh, well I think my dad wants to talk to you about that when he gets up” Sal said walking towards the door. “I gotta get dressed and head out. Feel free to rummage around for some food and coffee. I know Vinnie did a big grocery run in preparation for your stay.”
“Thanks, Sal” I said picking up my soaking boxers from the shower floor and tossing them in a nearby hamper.
“Oh and, uh, Vinnie usually wakes up extremely horny and needs Dad or me to fuck a few loads into him so if you hear any strange noises coming from the bedroom...they’ll be with you shortly” Sal said as he looked over towards the master bedroom. “I’ll see you boys for dinner after work. Have a good day Uncle Mike.” And with that, he disappeared into the master to finish getting ready.
I headed back to Vinnie’s room and threw on a pair of khaki shorts and a green v-neck t-shirt. After throwing together some oatmeal and orange juice for breakfast, I plopped down on the La-Z-Boy in the living room and turned on the TV.
An hour later I heard the unmistakable sound of moans and headboard banging coming from the master bedroom. I cracked a smile. Tony and Vinnie must be awake. I decided to check if the paper had been delivered yet. I slid on a pair of Tony’s flip flops and opened the front door. I walked to the end of the path and bent down to pick up the paper.
“Michael, is that you?”
I looked up. It was Mr. Lopez, Tony’s elderly neighbor, waving at me from across the street.
“Hi Mr. Lopez” I said as I crossed the street to meet him. “How have you been?”
“Aaaa hahaha” Mr. Lopez chuckled happily patting my cheeks. “Look at you, my boy. It’s so good to see you. You make nice with Antony, finally?”
“Uh, heh, yes sir” I said as I looked down at my feet and adjusted my shorts.
“Good, good” he said folding his arms in approval. “You boys were such great friends. Don’t let your...” he gestured towards my crotch, “make anymore decisions for you. Use the brain in your head. Yes?”
“Uh, yes sir” I said, nodding with a smile. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
“Good, good. I have to go...I left the pot on the stove” he said as he shuffled back towards his house. “You come by and see me later, yes? We’ll catch up some more.”
“Sure thing, Mr. Lopez” I yelled as I turned around and headed back inside. I kicked off my flip-flops and headed towards the kitchen where I could hear the clattering of dishes and conversation. Vinnie must’ve got his morning deposit.
“Hey, Mikey” Tony said as he poured some coffee into a travel mug. He had on a pair of jeans and a blue plaid button down shirt. “I was wondering where you went.” I tossed the newspaper on the kitchen table and sat down in the chair next to Vinnie. Vinnie sat there eating handfuls of dried cereal while he played on his phone. In true Vinnie fashion, he was completely naked except for a white thong that slid between his perfect apple bottom and barely contained his dick and balls.
“Hi Uncle Mike” Vinnie said with a huge smile as he leaned over in his chair and gave me a hug. My hands slid down and cupped his ass. “I’m so happy you came back. Sal told me you guys had a little welcoming party in the shower this morning. Did you have fun?” Tony walked over and played with Vinnie’s bed head.
“Yeah. It was a lot of fun and sorely needed. Course...from what I could hear I think we all started the day off on the right foot” I said as I looked up at Tony and winked. Vinnie looked up at his dad.
“Busted” Tony chuckled. “Vinnie can’t start his day without it. Some mornings I’m so out of it I wake up already halfway inside him.” Vinnie moved my hand over his crack. My fingers slid under the thong and rubbed his bred pussy while we talked. “Say, Mikey...why don’t you throw on some jeans and a shirt that can get dirty and come with me into work today?”
“Sure, Tone. Sounds good” I said as I pulled my hand out of his son’s crack and stood up. “I’ll meet you outside in five.”
“Have a good day, Uncle Mike” Vinnie said with a smile as he went back to playing with his phone.
“You too, Short Stack” I said as I bent down and gave him a peck on the cheek. “We’ll catch up later.”
“Oh, Dad...can you take Diego’s cell phone back to him? I put it on the table by the front door. I found it on our nightstand after he came over yesterday afternoon to hang out with me in the hot tub. We were celebrating his promotion. He must’ve forgot it when he got dressed. No wonder he hasn’t been answering my texts.”
“No, problem bud” Tony said as he gave his youngest son a kiss on the head. “I’m glad you boys had fun. I’m sure he’d like to see you down at the site some time.”
“I know, I know. I’m just slammed with homework today” Vinnie said rolling his eyes as he stood up. “I’ll check in with him again once he gets his phone back.” Vinnie disappeared back down the hall.
Five minutes later I was heading out the front door, having thrown on an old pair of jeans and a tight black t-shirt. Tony sat in his black SUV with the engine running, trying to cool the car down. I hopped in and we headed down to the new housing plan.
“So, Mikey” Tony started. “You weren’t super talkative on the phone when you asked to stay with us, and you barely said anything on the car ride back from the airport before you crashed for the night. Care to bring me up to speed? You know I won’t judge you.”
“I know, Tone” I said, shifting in my seat. “After my last visit with you and the boys, I tried to just go back to ‘normal’. But things were still bad between us. She was still distant. The sex was still not happening...and to be honest? I no longer missed it.”
“I could’ve guessed that” Tony laughed. “There’s a whole row of remote-controlled vibrators on a shelf with your name on it in the shed in our backyard.”
“Haha...yeah” I said scratching the back of my head. “What can I say? Sal’s got talent. I was really bummed when he announced he was going to be stepping away from OnlyFans for a while.”
“Wait...that’s not what made you snap and leave Amy, is it?” Tony asked, only half-jokingly.
“I’m a fan, Tone. I’m not crazy.” We both laughed. “To be honest, Tony. I left her because of you.”
“Mikey, I don’t...” Tony trailed off.
“Relax, big guy” I replied. “I said ‘because’ of you... not ‘for’ you. You spent so many years with that woman...waited so long to evolve your relationship with the boys to where it is now...You’re thriving now, with or without Nicky’s involvement. I just didn’t want to wake up in another 10 years and realize I’ve wasted a good chunk of my life.”
We continued to drive in silence for a few minutes.
“How pissed was she?” Tony asked, with a smirk. I chuckled.
“PISSED, Tone” I said. “Honestly though, I think she was just angry I pulled the chord before she could.”
We turned into the new housing plan and parked in the driveway of the model home next to the trailer.
“I try not to park on the street if I can” Tony said as he got out. “Don’t want my car getting dinged by all of these trucks going back and forth. C’mon, let’s head to office.” We crossed the manicured lawn onto the dirt path up to the trailer. I closed the door behind me as Tony tossed Diego’s phone onto the desk and turned on the window A/C unit. “Why don’t you take a seat” he said pointing to the chair in front of the desk. I walked around and plopped down in the chair. Tony pulled out his desk chair and sat down.
“Really proud of you Tone” I said looking around the room. “You and Nicky got a primo gig here.”
“Yeah, it’s going really well. How would you like to be a part of it?” Tony asked, looking me dead in the eye.
“Hey, Tone...I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I can’t just take a job” I said, trying to maintain a modicum of self-respect.
“I get that. I respect that...It’s a dumb stance to take right now, but I respect that” Tony said putting his hands behind his head and leaning back in his chair. “What if you were to...earn it?”
“I mean sure, Tone” I said. “If I were given the opportunity to prove I am the right guy for the job I would take it.” A smile crossed his face. Tony stood up and walked around the desk. He moved some items over and leaned against it, folding his arms.
“I was so hoping you’d say that” Tony said, as he slid a hand over the growing bulge in his pants. “Now, what do you saw we start the official interview process?” He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his massive cock. I gulped loudly as I reached forward and wrapped as much of my hand as possible around his Pringles Can cock. I stroked it a few times before I pulled him towards me and opened my mouth. I smacked the head of his cock on my waiting tongue before I took in the first 3 inches. Tony ran his hand through my hair as I let out a moan, vibrating his dick.
“Well, what do you know? ‘Mikey likes it!’” Tony said with a laugh. I let out a laugh, with a mouth full of cock.
“Shut up” I said, pulling off with a gasp before swallowing him again. Tony unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the chair behind me. He slowly ran his hands over his hairy, muscular chest and tweaked his nipples while I serviced him. I reached down and peeled off my t-shirt, tossing it on the floor as I leaned in and nuzzled his giant, hairy balls. “Oh man, Tone. Thank God we didn’t discover we loved fucking guys until later in life or I don’t think we would’ve gotten anything done” I said as I inhaled his musky balls and licked up their sweat.
“Take those pants off, Mikey” Tony said as he shuffled out of his own. I stood up and peeled off my jeans. Tony and the boys have taught me that underwear mostly just gets in the way. He took my hand and lead me over to the loveseat against the wall. He sat down in the middle and patted his lap. I climbed onto the sofa and straddled his lap. I could feel his pre-cum glazing my back. I leaned in and kissed him before reaching back and aiming his flared cock head at my hole.
“It’s been a while, Tone” I said panting in his ear. “Go easy on me.” He chuckled as his tongue caressed mine. I braced myself as my hole stretched around Tony’s cock as I impaled myself on my best friend. I slowly lowered down until he was all the way inside me. “Fuck, Tone...”
“Bounce on it, Mikey” Tony commanded, rubbing my smooth, muscular thighs. I began posting on his monster cock, slowly rising and falling, building up speed, until I was slamming down hard. My pecs bounced with each slam. Tony’s hands reached around and gripped my tight ass, as I continued to fuck myself on his cock. My own cock rubbed against Tony’s abs now slick with my pre-cum. He pushed his massive pecs together so I could titty fuck him. The trailer filled with our grunts as sweat covered my body. “I’m getting close...”
I stopped bouncing on his cock and began swiveling my hips back and forth. I wanted to make sure when he came, that it went deep. I missed this. I missed my best friend’s cock. I leaned down and kissed him, running my hands through his hair. Suddenly, he grabbed my hips and held them still as he painted my insides with his hot load. This set me off as I shot my load, covering Tony’s chest, matting down his hair.
“You’re...hired...” Tony said in between breaths, as he leaned his head on the back of the love seat.
Just then, the trailer door swung open.
“Hey, boss man, we got a small problem over on lot 21.” In walked a tall, handsome Latino in a hardhat and neon orange vest. I froze, unsure of what to do with Tony’s cock still buried deep inside me.
“Oh, hey Diego” Tony said, casually stroking my thigh. “Diego, this is Mikey, your new employee. Mikey, this is Diego, your foreman and boss.”
“Oh...YOU’RE Diego” I said connecting the dots from earlier. “It’s nice to meet you, man.”
“Nice to meet you too” Diego said, walking over to shake my hand. He had spent enough time with Vinnie that walking in on a tableau of this nature no longer phased him. “But just so you know, riding Tony’s cock isn’t considered ‘on the clock’.” He chuckled as he patted me on the shoulder.
“Understood, sir” I said as I pulled off Tony and sat on the seat next to him.
“Hey, D...you left your phone on our nightstand after your playdate with Vinnie yesterday. It’s on the desk” Tony said pointing to the phone sitting on a stack of papers.
“Gracias, Tony” Diego said as he picked up his phone and checked his missed messages. “I’ve been going crazy trying to find this thing.”
“Well, I know he’s busy today, but maybe you can swing by the house tomorrow and thank Vinnie in person” Tony said.
“Can’t wait” Diego said with a wink and a smile. “Mikey...wipe up and meet me outside in 10, OK? Tony, we can talk about the lot 21 issue once I get Mikey up and running.”
“You got it boss” I said with a nod as Diego headed back outside. I picked up my clothes and began to get dressed as Tony plopped down in his desk chair, still buck naked. “So, Tone...this Diego guy. He and Vinnie seem to be really...close. That OK with you?”
“Diego’s a good apple, Mikey. He and his son have a similar relationship to me and my boys” Tony said. “But his son is still back in Chile, and I know that must kill him every night. If I can help him out and he treats my son like a king, why would I have a problem with it? Vinnie, Sal and I know what we are to each other. I’m grateful to have Diego as another father-like figure in the boy’s lives...and I’m grateful you’re back to help with that as well. Lord knows Nico didn’t fit the bill.”
“Ha...sure” I said somewhat defeatedly. “I’m not a blood relative...and once the divorce goes through, I won’t be legally related either...Not gonna be much of a father figure anymore.”
“That’s some fucking bullshit, Mikey” Tony said as he stood up and walked over to me. Some of the seriousness of his delivery was undercut by his giant cock swinging back and forth. “You’ve been in my life for decades. You were there when the boys were born. You’re a part of our family, no matter what.”
My eyes began to well up. “Th....thanks, Tone” I said, choking up a bit. “I really needed to hear that.”
“Of course, brother” Tony said pulling me in for a bear hug. “Now get out there before Diego cracks the whip on you.” He patted me on the butt as I turned and headed outside to my new job.
A few weeks later, Mr. Lopez said he had an announcement to make so we invited him over for a little barbeque lunch in the backyard.
“I’m gonna grab another beer” Sal said as he wiped the barbeque sauce off his hands. “Anyone need anything? Mr. Lopez; you good?”
“I’m good Salvatore” Mr. Lopez said as he grabbed another rib from the pile on the table. Sal patted him on the shoulder and headed into the kitchen.
“So, Martin” Tony said, leaning back in his chair. “What’s this ‘big announcement’ you wanted to make?”
“Mmm mmm...what?” Mr. Lopez put the rib down on his plate and he licked his lips. “Yes, yes. Well, you boys have always been so kind to me over the years. Including you, Michael. Rosa and I never had any kids...and after she passed, I was all alone.” His eyes began to well up as Sal returned, sipping a beer. “I’ve made the decision to move into Shadey Palms over in Miami. The house up-keep has gotten to be too much for me, and I’m starting to have some trouble getting around on my own. So, I think it’s time to downsize and get some round-the-clock help while I’m still able to make the decision for myself.”
“Wow, that’s a big move Mr. Lopez” Vinnie said, pouring himself another glass of iced tea. “Are you sure that’s what you really want to do? We’re gonna miss you. What if some jerk moves in across the street?”
“Well, that’s what I was hoping Michael could help me with” Mr. Lopez said as he turned in his chair and took my hand. “Michael, I want you to buy my house.” I just looked at him stunned. “You just got divorced and moved back home. You need your own space to rebuild, but you should still be close to Antony and the boys. They’re your center. Rely on them...don’t depend on them.”
“I...I don’t know what to say, Martin” I said, scratching the back of my head. “I really appreciate the offer...I’m just not sure I have the funds to even put an offer on a place just yet.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that” Tony said. “I might know of a particularly wealthy brother, currently on his own ‘apology tour’ that might be able to help with that.” A few hours later, Tony and I sat in the hot tub, going over my whirlwind return home. Vinnie walked out, carrying a stack of letters.
“I got the mail, Dad. It’s mostly junk, but I saw this embossed letter from Coach Winger.” He tossed the rest of the mail on the patio table as he tore the letter open. “Remember when Coach mentioned that father/son pool party? Looks like we just got our invitation.”
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