Vinnie Deluca / 25 / Medium Length Blonde Hair / Swimmer’s Build / Smooth / 7-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ross Lynch
Sal Deluca / 33 / Light Brown Buzz Cut / Muscular Build / Light Hair and Stubble / 10-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ryan Kwanten
Tony Deluca / 50 / Dark Brown and Gray Tight Fade / Muscular Build / Clean Shaven and Hairy / 12-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Henry Cavill
All Good Things
The following story takes place 5 years after the events of ‘The Pool Party’.
**Tony’s POV**
I sat on the couch in my white briefs and wife beater, channel flipping, waiting for my husband to get home from work. Downtime was rare for me these days. I had spent the past year campaigning to become mayor of Santa Fe, and my manager frequently insisted on burning both ends of the candle. On the rare chance I could get off my feet for a bit, this is where you’d find me. Downstairs the front door slammed.
“Tone! You home?”
“In the upstairs den!”
My husband Mike walked in, wearing his normal work clothes, a white shirt, black tie, and black pants. It had taken some getting used to, but his clean-shaven look really revved my engine these days. Of course, he wasn’t the only one. I had to clean up my look a bit. Be a bit more presentable and ‘put together’ for voters. He loosened his tie as he walked over and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
“Hey baby. Didn’t think you’d still be here by the time I got home.”
“Nah, I got time. Don’t have to be there for another hour.”
“Oh, OK” he said, as he began changing out of his work clothes.
About 4 years ago, fueled by rage (and two bottles of wine), Nico pulled his son Jake out of his manager job at the interior design showroom downtown that our construction company frequently did business with. He was still pissed that he had been out-manipulated by the inner circle, so he began distancing himself from the group and he took his son with him. Mikey was looking for a change from his construction job and my manager thought optics would look a little better if my husband had ‘climbed the ladder’ and got a nice office job, so he took over the showroom.
“Everything good at work?”
“Eh...mostly. I had to let Cheryl go.”
“Cheryl? Really?”
“Tone. She was stealing.”
“Stealing? Cheryl? She’s like 100 years old.”
“One hundred years old with sticky fingers.”
“Jesus. I feel...not great?”
“Same. Apparently, Jake knew and just looked the other way.”
“I’m sorry babe.” I walked up behind him and gave him a kiss on the back of his neck.
“It’s OK. Besides, I wouldn’t want any of this shit falling on you...Mr. Mayor” he said, putting his arms over my shoulders.
“Shut up” I laughed. “Don’t jinx me or I’ll send Mertle after you.”
“Ah yes. Your campaign manager from Hell. No thanks.”
I followed him into the bedroom and plopped down on the bed as he changed into his sweats.
“Babe, you really should get going. It’ll take you an hour to get there with rush hour traffic.”
“Did you want to come with me?”
“No...it should just be you three. Close that chapter together.”
“OK.” I walked into the closet and threw on some jeans. I peeled off my tank top and tossed it in the hamper. I put on a black V-neck t-shirt and headed back out. “Alright, well I’m gonna get going. I’ll text you when I’m on my way back.”
“OK, Tone. Say ‘hi’ to the boys for me. See if they’re planning on joining us for the 4th of July pool party. Ted’s been asking for a headcount.” He sat down on the bed and watched as I finished getting ready.
“Well, you know Vinnie’s gonna be a ‘no’.”
“Sal may want to come, though.”
“I’ll ask.” I gave him a quick kiss on the forehead and headed down the stairs. At the bottom, I stopped and admired the 6-foot-tall statue of Medea we kept in the foyer. It was handmade by my...our...ex-wife. She had sent it as a gift when she found out that her two ex-husbands were marrying each other. I believe she sent it as a statement on her power despite the men in her life, and hopefully not an idle threat about one day trying to kill our children. Mike and I decided to place it at the entrance of our home because it reminded us of the crazy bitch that we both escaped. I grabbed my car keys and headed out the door.
Four years ago, Mr. Lee and the inner circle kicked off their plan to help me win mayor of Santa Fe. Part of that included moving me to a better neighborhood. They liked the narrative of a ‘construction guy’, salt of the earth type, who pulled himself up by his bootstraps and moved into a mansion in the wealthier side of town all while making the town a better place. Most of that was true, though, Mr. Lee’s financial assistance helped us get the best home possible.
Shortly after, we put Mike’s house up for sale, but I held out as long as possible before putting my old house on the market. Both Sal and Vinnie had moved out, but it was still our home...at least in my mind. I was on my way to meet them at our old house and do a final walkthrough before handing the keys over to the new owners. I hopped in my new Benz and hit the road.
A lot has changed since that first pool party with Mr. Lee and his group of influential and incestuous fathers and sons. I couldn’t deny that the carrots they dangled in front of me weren’t enticing, but not everyone was on board.
Vinnie quickly opted out of ever dealing with the group again. About a year after the first pool party, he told me and Sal he was moving in with Diego and Max. They became a ‘throuple’, committed to each other, though Vinnie was still allowed to play with Sal and me if he wanted. Out in public, it would just look like Max and his boyfriend out with his father. Diego had his two boys, so he didn’t mind appearing to third wheel it in public.
Vinnie completed grad school and decided to stick around, teaching at his old community college as one of their computer science teachers. He also took over as the swimming coach after Coach Winger decided to suddenly retire. Vinnie had no clue, but I knew his retirement was more of a demand, rather than a request by the inner circle. We only see each other a couple times a month, but we talk on the phone every day. It’s been a weird adjustment considering how close we used to be, but I understand his desire to strike out on his own.
Diego became part owner of our construction company. I had become too busy with my mayoral run and Nico was almost completely checked out. He was still around, but he and Jake spend their summers in Italy. We needed someone reliable at the head, and Diego wanted out of the heat and to better support his boyfriends, so he jumped at the chance. I was all for it. Even if he weren’t in a relationship with my son, he had earned it. He and I usually check in a couple times during the week, just to see how it’s going and if he needs anything from me.
Max finished school and would occasionally help at the construction site, but his passion was painting. He’s even had a couple successful art shows downtown. I’ve kept my mouth shut, but I’m pretty sure I’ve seen some of his paintings in Ted’s mansion. Either Ted is truly a fan, or the group is still manipulating the three of them indirectly. If it helped my boy and his chosen family live a comfortable life, I wasn’t going to object, even if I knew Vinnie wouldn’t approve of the meddling.
Sal on the other hand, was more than down for the ride. Whatever Mr. Lee would pay for, he wanted. Shortly after the pool party, he was cast in a few movies for Men.com and Carnal. They became really popular with subscribers and his old OnlyFans fanbase, but it wasn’t working for Sal. Going mainstream where everything was choreographed and scripted took all the fun out of ‘performing’ for him. It was no longer taboo or secretive or real. It was stock images in sex form. Sex by numbers. Boring. So, he quietly retired for good and took Mr. Lee up on his other offer. Deluca Crossfit opened up downtown about 2 years ago. He bought 2 lofts across the street and combined them into one giant apartment with Mr. Lee’s funds. Sal was never one to turn down someone else’s money.
Chris Park, his young Korean...friend moved into the loft with him. After he graduated high school, he came out to his parents. It didn’t go well. They gave him an ultimatum; conversion therapy or he would be disowned. Sal decided to confront his parents at their home. It...didn’t go well either. Sal was given community service for a couple months and Chris’ parents decided to move back to Korea, leaving him behind.
Sal would never admit his feelings for the boy. But over the years Chris slowly chipped away at him, and they built something that fulfilled them equally, even if I didn’t really understand it. They were still allowed to fuck around with other men, but they lived together and even referred to each other as their boyfriend. Chris worked the front desk at Sal’s gym and went to classes at Vinnie’s old school at night. He insisted on chipping in financially even though Sal was comfy with his old porn money and money from the gym. He had no problem paying for Chris’ education and everything else. I still saw Sal the most. He’d occasionally still attend the pool parties with me and Mikey, and he and Chris come over once a week for dinner. He also helped keep tabs on his brother, but we both gave him space.
I pulled up to our old house, as the sun began to set. It sat there empty and dark. Neglected and alone. I had recently found a buyer I liked. A new family to the Santa Fe area coming all the way from New York. It was a younger father in his late 30’s and his teenage son. The mom had died a couple years after the kid was born. The dad had found a new job down here, the boy was having trouble at school, and they were both eager for a fresh start. They kind of reminded me of me and my boys. I instructed our agent to accept their lower offer. It’s not like money was really an issue for me these days and ‘mayoral candidate accepts low ball offer to help new families move to the area’ sounded good to Mertle. Hopefully this house would help them like it helped my family.
I walked up the path to the front door and opened the lock box hanging on the doorknob. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside. Without looking, I slid my hand along the wall and turned on the lights. It was empty and quiet. I slowly walked around the bare living room as tears began to well in my eyes.
“Wow. Never seen it so empty.” I looked behind me. Vinnie and Sal stood together in the doorway, looking around. Sal had on a black t-shirt from his gym and a pair of black and white soccer shorts. He must’ve come from work, though to be fair, he always dressed like he was either coming from or going to the gym. Vinnie was slightly more conservative these days. He had on a pair of form fitting blue jeans and a purple nylon jacket from his college. He was still Vinnie though. The jack was unzipped halfway, revealing his bare muscular chest underneath. He used the excuse of being a swim coach to justify showing skin whenever he could.
“Hey boys” I said with a smile. “Thanks for coming.”
“Hey Dad. Of course!” Vinnie said, walking up to give me a hug. Sal followed behind him.
“I know we don’t get a lot of alone time together these days” I said, looking at my two handsome sons. “But I appreciate you guys coming out here to say ‘goodbye’ to our home.”
“Like we’d miss this” Sal said, patting me on the shoulder.
“Yeah...it’s no problem” Vinnie said.
“I will say, it is crazy seeing the house like this” Sal said looking around.
“Yeah...haven’t been back here in like, what, 2...3 years?” Vinnie said, walking into the kitchen.
“It was around the time Nico demoed the sex shed he built in the backyard...so 3 years?” Sal replied. “Fortunately, I got all my toys out of there before he did.” He walked over to the sliding glass door, opened it, and stepped out on the patio. Vinnie and I followed.
“You boys doing OK? Everything good?” I asked, as we stood at the edge of the covered pool. Since no one lived there anymore, I had the pool treated and covered after we moved out. I didn’t want anyone to get hurt in the off chance they got over our fence or someone looking at the house left the gate open.
“Yeah, Dad...keeping busy. Kids have finals next week and then I’m done for the summer, until swim practice picks up again. I may help Diego out during the summer, so don’t be surprised if you call the office and I pick up.”
“Haha. Well, that’s good. Everything good with him and Max?”
“Yeah” Vinnie replied. “We’re really great, Dad. We just remodeled our bathroom. I finally got my walk-in shower back.”
“That’s good. Did Diego...”
“Yes, Dad. Diego got us all the discounts and used all the favors he could. It cost us like nothing to do.”
“Good. And the gym? Chris? Everything good there?”
“Oh yeah” Sal said. “Hired four more people, starting next week and Chris is liking his classes. He may have Vinnie as a teacher next semester. We’ll see.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll go easy on him” Vinnie said with a wink. “How ‘bout you, Dad? Everything good with you and Mike? The campaign?”
“Yeah...he’s busy down at the showroom. Jake really wasn’t doing a great job, so he’s got his work cut out for him, but he’s liking it better than the construction work. And we’ll see in a couple months how the campaign went.” I laughed. We turned around and headed back inside and made our way down to the master bedroom.
“This room is so much bigger without a custom 4-person bed in it” Vinnie laughed.
“For real” Sal said. “Do you guys think you’d still be living here if you had never...you know...”
“I don’t-.”
“Probably” Vinnie said, cutting me off. “And I assume you would’ve stayed in Los Angeles?”
“Eh, I don’t know. I feel like I would’ve wound up back here anyway.” We stood there for a moment in silence, looking at each other. A question that had been gnawing at me for years bubbled to the surface.
“Hey, bud. Look at me” I said looking over at Vinnie. He looked up, locking eyes with me. “Did I ruin our family?” Vinnie rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh.
“Jesus. No. Dad. No” Vinnie said, as he crossed his arms in front of him. “We all just wanted different things in life. All three of us. And even though we love each other, I don’t think it was wrong or bad that we pursued those things. We’ll always be family. More than family.” Sal walked over to his brother and threw an arm around his shoulders. “I miss you guys. I really do. But I’m also so fucking happy with Max and Diego. With my life these days. Our life is simple, but it’s ours.”
“Look, we all know Nico fucked up our dynamic. We can just be honest and say it” Sal chimed in. I looked down at my feet. The guilt of bringing my brother back into our lives weighed on my mind from time to time.
“I mean, yes and no. I think Nico just forced us to face what we truly want” Vinnie said. I turned around, casually wiping a tear from my eye before they could notice.
“Mike and I miss you boys. I miss you boys” I said, looking out the window. “Vinnie, we see you maybe once a month and we live in the same town. Sal, you come over for food and then dip.” They looked at each other and looked down as guilt washed over their faces.
“I’m sorry, Dad” Vinnie said. “It’s not that I don’t want to see you guys. I just don’t want to ever deal with that group of men from the pool party again and they’re kind of always around these days. Especially since you started running for mayor.”
“I know they’re not your favorite” I said turning back around. “But I’m your dad. We’re your family. And you need to start carving out some time for us again. Please.”
“OK” Vinnie said, looking me in the eyes. “I’ll work on it. I promise.”
“I will too” Sal said, smacking his brother on the butt. We headed back out down the hallway, stopping in the living room one last time.
“Lotta crazy times here” Vinnie said, rubbing his arm.
“Remember my first night back after the drive from LA?” Sal asked. His hand slowly rubbing over the growing bulge in his shorts.
“Ha. Yeah...We barely got in the front door before we were all stripped naked, fucking in the entryway.” Sal walked up to his little brother and kissed him. His hands slid around Vinnie’s slim waist and pulled him in tight. Vinnie let out a soft moan as he humped his own growing cock into his brother’s. I walked up behind Vinnie and began kissing his neck as I grinded against his firm bubble butt. He arched his back, pressing his butt against my cock. He alternated between grinding back on me and rubbing his cock against his brother’s.
Sal reached down, unbuttoned his brother’s jeans, and slid a hand inside. He felt his brother’s smooth, freshly shaven crotch. “No underwear. Nice to see somethings never change.” He grabbed the base of his brother’s cock and began stroking it while they massaged each other’s tongues.
Vinnie leaned his head back on my shoulder as his older brother yanked his pants down. His stiff cock, now free from its cage, bobbed up and down, leaking pre-cum onto the floor. Sal squatted in front of his brother and took his cock in his mouth. I could smell his pussy. The pussy I used to live in for hours at a time. Fall asleep in. Eat out whenever I wanted. A combination of his vanilla body scrub and sweaty ass. The familiar odor danced around the hairs in my nose, driving me wild. I bent down and spread my youngest son’s cheeks apart and devoured his smooth pussy. I nibbled on his pink, hairless ring, as my tongue danced between flicking and penetrating his most private part. It tasted even better than I remembered. Vinnie reached back and grabbed the back of my head, keeping me pressed against his puffy hole.
Sal pulled off his brother and peeled off his t-shirt, tossing it on the floor. He reached down and yanked the waistband his shorts under his balls and began milking his own cock. He leaned forward, smacked his tongue with his brother’s cock and inhaled him once more. I stood up, mouth covered in my saliva and Vinnie’s juices and walked around to the other side. Vinnie reached for my shirt and helped me take it off. He sniffed it and then tossed it on the floor with our growing pile of clothes.
He looked me in the eyes with a familiar lust as his hands slowly rubbed over my abs and slid up my hairy, meaty pecs before pulling me in for a kiss. I grabbed the back of his head and jammed my tongue as deep as it would go. My baby boy. I missed his taste.
Sal grabbed my and Vinnie’s hands and pulled us down to the floor with him. I peeled off my pants as Vinnie took off his jacket. I laid on my back and gestured Vinnie over. He crawled over and straddled my lap. Reaching back, he grabbed the base of my cock and aimed it at his perfect pink ring. He paused for a moment before sitting back. The flared head of his dad’s massive cock split him open. Inch by inch, my cock glazed his silky-smooth insides with copious amounts of pre-cum.
Sal came up from behind and pushed his brother forward onto my chest. Vinnie leaned in and we kissed as his brother pushed his fat cock into his already stuffed pussy. Sal’s snake slid along mine as we split our little Vinnie in half. He winced in pain but wiggled his butt happily at having his brother and dad inside him once again.
After bottoming out, Sal let Vinnie adjust for a moment before he started slowly fucking into his brother’s pussy. Vinnie and I continued clawing at each other while we made out. His hands played with my hairy nipples while I kissed his neck. Sal began picking up speed. His balls, smacking against mine, filled the room with a loud cracking at each thrust. His intense jostling caused Vinnie’s cock to rub against my abs, back and forth, over and over. I could feel my stomach getting slick with his pre-cum. Sal was fucking the load out of his brother.
“Fuck, Dad. I’m gonna...” he moaned as rope after rope of cum painted our chests. His perfect pink ring clamped down around our cocks as his body writhed with pleasure.
“Oh shit, little bro. Your pussy is milking me hard. Gonna give you big bro’s load” Sal said, in between grunts. He slammed in one last time as I felt my cock get coated in my son’s hot load. After a minute, he slowly pulled out of his brother and laid down on the floor catching his breath.
Vinnie sat up and leaned back, showing me the base of my cock buried in his bred pussy. He began lifting his hips, bouncing on it hard and fast. I just laid there, with my hands behind my head, and watched as my cock disappeared into my youngest son’s pussy over and over again. With each slam, some of Sal’s load would squirt out and paint my abs.
“Fuck, bud” I moaned, reaching up and grabbing his smooth, hairless thighs. He knew that phrase well. I was close. He flashed a devilish smile as he sped up his slams.
“Give it to me, Dad. Breed me. Cum in your little boy’s pussy. The pussy you made.”
His dirty talk pushed me to the edge. I looked him in the eyes, and he knew it was time. He slammed down one last time as I sprayed his insides with my milky load. My whole body convulsed as I emptied my balls of every last drop. Vinnie swirled his hips around, making sure it all stayed buried deep inside. After my dick stopped pulsing inside him, Vinnie slowly pulled off me and sat on the floor next to his brother.
“Wow...it’s been a minute since we...” Sal said as he began to get dressed.
“Yeah. It was nice” Vinnie said, smiling down at me. I just looked up at him and smiled back. “You got my vote, Mr. Mayor.” He winked at me and we laughed.
We got dressed in silence, making sure any sweat or cum was cleaned up and headed towards the door.
“Alright...well...I should get going. Gonna catch a late movie with Diego and Max.”
“Alright, bud” I said, hugging my baby boy. “Remember. Make time for us, OK?”
“Yes, sir” he said with a smile. “Say ‘hi’ to Mike for me, OK? Love you.” He hugged his brother and headed down the path towards his car.
“You got it. Love you too.”
Sal and I stood there and watched as Vinnie got in his car and drove away.
“Whelp, I need to check in on Chris. He wanted me to bring him some dinner at work when I was done here.”
“Before you go, Mike wanted me to ask about the fourth of July. Did you want to come to the pool party with us? I know Vinnie’s a ‘no’.”
“Oh, well...Do you think Chris could come?” I looked at him and shook my head. It was tough enough getting the group to let Mike come. They were pretty much ‘blood relative only’. Boyfriends weren’t necessarily welcome. “Uh...well...then I’ll have to get back to you about it then.”
“Sure, kiddo. Get home safe” I said with a smile as we hugged goodbye. I stood there and watched as he got in his car and drove away. I took one final look around and pulled out my phone.
::Hey babe. Headed home now. See you in a bit <3 ::
::Drive safe baby. Love you.::
I locked up the house and headed down to my car. I took one final look at my past as I climbed into my car and drove off, into my future.
-The End-
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