Vinnie Deluca / 20 / Shaggy Dirty Blonde Hair / Swimmer’s Build / Smooth / 7-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ross Lynch
Tony Deluca / 45 / Dark Brown Tight Fade / Muscular Build / Short Tight Beard and Hairy / 12-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Henry Cavill
Nico Deluca / 47 / Dark Brown Wavy Hair / Muscular Build / Smooth with Stubble / 15-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Joe Manganiello
And Uncle Nico Makes Four - Part 1
**Tony’s POV**
“Uh, yes. It should be under Deluca. D-E-L-U-C-A.”
“Ah, yes. Here you are” said the older gentleman behind the check-in counter. “I have you in our Luxury King Suite for one night, correct?” He continued frantically typing on his keyboard like he intended to write a novel while he waited for my response.
“Yes, that’s correct” I said, digging my wallet out from my back pocket.
“Wonderful” he replied. “Are you in town for the trade show downstairs in our convention center?”
“Yeah. I own a construction company just outside Santa Fe” I said, handing him my credit card. “I brought my son over there to help run our booth.” I looked behind me at Vinnie sitting in the armchair by the hotel entrance, flipping through his phone. He looked up at me and smiled. “C’mere bud.” Vinnie hopped out of his seat and ran to my side. I put my arm around his shoulders as I leaned down and whispered in his ear. “Good boy.” He put his arm around my waist and nuzzled into me.
“Aw, well isn’t that nice” the man said as he handed me our room keys. “Fathers and sons have such a special bond.”
“Oh, we know” Vinnie chimed in, sliding a hand into my back pocket.
“You boys have a good time here in New Orleans. And son, make sure you listen to your dad and do what he says” the man said as he waved goodbye.
“Don’t worry sir, I always do!” Vinnie said with pride and a wink. I grabbed our luggage and followed Vinnie to the elevators. I always like to let him walk in front so I can enjoy the view of my son’s beautiful body. “What floor are we on?”
“We’re up on seven” I replied, looking at the pamphlet with our reservation info on it. As we waited for the elevator, I walked up behind Vinnie and ran a hand through his hair.
“HEY!” he yelled. “Stop messing with my hair!” He pulled out his phone and began fixing his hair with his camera.
“Here, here” I said. “I’m sorry. I’ll help.” I reached out and mussed his hair up even worse.
“THE HELL?!” he whined as I stood there laughing. He slicked his hair back into place as the elevator doors opened. I wheeled in the luggage as he pressed ‘7’. It was a glass elevator that faced out over the restaurant and bar in the middle of the hotel.
Vinnie looked out at the hotel as I stepped behind him. I buried my face in his neck as I slid my hand down the front of his jeans. I knew the boy wasn’t wearing any underwear. I had torn them off a few hours ago, while I inducted my son into the Mile High Club on the plane ride out here. He leaned his head back and moaned as I wrapped my hand around his hardening cock and began stroking. The bulge in my pants rubbed against his bubble butt as he pressed back against me.
“Thanks for coming along baby boy” I said kissing his neck. I looked out and noticed groups of people beginning to fill up the bar. All they had to do was look up to see a father pleasuring his son.
“Of course, Dad” Vinnie said reaching up to hold my head against his body. “I wanna spend as much time with you as I can before I go back to school in a couple weeks.” I grinded against him as I stroked his cock faster and faster. I wanted to see how quickly I could get him off. Each *ding* of the elevator was like a countdown clock I was trying to beat. “Daddy…” He whimpered softly as his panting got shorter. “Daddy I’m..!” That’s when I felt it. He came in his pants, coating my hand with his load. With one more kiss on his neck, I pulled my hand out and stepped back. Vinnie took my hand and licked his load off it. I leaned down and kissed him, swirling his load between our mouths as the elevator door opened.
I wheeled our luggage out and we headed to our room. I had booked a suite with one king-sized bed. None of which seemed to register as odd with the man at the front desk. It also had a giant TV and its own seating area. I put our luggage on the bench by the front door. By the time I turned around, Vinnie was standing there naked, out on the balcony.
“God. It is so fucking humid here” he said fanning his face. “Not like back home.” He walked back in and popped open his suitcase. I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his pink, hairless pussy as he rummaged around looking for something. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” He walked over to me and straddled my lap, resting his boy pussy on my hefty bulge. He ran his hands through my hair as he smiled at me lovingly. I slid my hands down from his waist and held each of his cheeks.
“Well, there is a sponsored happy hour tonight, down at the hotel bar” I said, lightly kissing my son’s chest. “We could check that out or we could just grab some dinner if you wanted. Tomorrow’s the actual show.” He buried his face in my hair and inhaled.
“Let’s check out that happy hour” he said, leaning back, pushing harder against my dick. “I wanna see how many construction daddies I can trick into buying me a drink.” He let out a mischievous laugh as he leaned in for a quick kiss.
“Sounds good, bud” I said, sliding a finger across his hole. “But later tonight, you’re gonna take care of your old man.” I slid the tip of my finger into his pussy, stroking its smooth walls. I could feel my load still in there from the plane ride. He let out a moan and wiggled against the intrusion in his hole.
“Please” he said. “You know you weren’t going to bed without breeding my pussy again. I wouldn’t let that happen.” He hopped off my lap and started throwing clothes options for tonight onto the bed. I smacked his butt and walked into the bathroom to rinse off this thin layer of sweat. He was right. The humidity here was insane. I missed the dry heat back home. I dried off and walked back out into the room naked, my massive cock swinging back and forth like an elephant’s trunk.
Vinnie stood in front of the mirror, combing his dirty blonde hair back. He was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, and a white button-down shirt completely open except for the bottom two buttons. His tan really made the white stand out, and you could almost make out his dark nipples through the light fabric. In between his well-defined pecs dangled a long black necklace with a gold ring that bounced on his abs when he walked. I walked up behind him and gave his neck a quick kiss.
“Looking really good, bud” I said as I dug out my own outfit for the evening. “You’re gonna get a lot of drink offers flashing your tits like that.” I slid on a pair of white briefs and tucked my massive cock inside its hammock.
“Heh. That’s the idea” he said as he sprayed his chest with cologne, making his pecs glisten. “OK. I’m ready to go when you are.” He continued to look at himself in the mirror, turning around and admiring how his ass filled out his pants.
“Why don’t you go down without me” I said, sliding on a pair of khaki pants over my beefy thighs. “I gotta go down to the convention space and make sure the booth was set up correctly for tomorrow. I’ll just meet you at the bar in like ten or fifteen minutes.” I put on my navy-blue shirt and buttoned it up. The buttons held on for their lives as the fabric stretched over my meaty pecs.
“OK” he said walking over to me. He fixed my collar and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Don’t be too long.” He grabbed a key from the table and walked towards the door. “Wish me luck.” He walked out the door as I finished getting ready. Grabbing the other key, I headed out the door and down to the elevators.
When I got to the event space, I saw our Deluca Construction booth set up in the corner. It looked like everything was done correctly. We had enough business cards, fliers and Deluca branded trinkets to lure people over. As I headed to the escalator leading back up to the main floor I heard a voice.
“Hi, sir.”
I turned around. It was Tom Barton of Barton Rebar. He was a frequent attendee of these trade shows and someone I may have fucked on multiple occasions. Even though he was only a couple years younger than me, we had sort of leaned into a ‘dom and sub’ relationship. He was completely submissive, and at the time, I was trying to live out my fantasy of fucking my sons.
“Oh, hey Tom” I said walking over to him. I reached out and shook his hand, an odd gesture I’ll admit, considering how many loads I’ve left in his hole and cum-filled condoms I’ve tied around his jockstrap.
“Hello, sir” he said, nervously. “I didn’t know if you’d be at the show this year. You’ve missed quite a few.” He stepped in closer.
“Yeah, things at home have changed, and I wanted to spend more time with my kids” I said stepping back. He looked at me confused.
“I thought maybe we could…” he trailed off.
“I’m sorry, Tom” I said. “I’m here with my kid. I don’t think we’ll be able to meet up this time around.” He looked down disappointedly.
“Oh, OK” he said. “Well, if anything changes, I’d be happy to swing by your room later. Just give me a call.” He turned and walked towards the escalator. I felt bad for letting him down, but honestly, the itch to fuck a son-like submissive bottom was being scratched by…my actual son. I headed towards the escalator as well, but at a slower pace so I could put some distance between us.
I got off the escalator and walked towards the bar. It was packed by the attendees of tomorrow’s show. They were mostly beefy and muscular daddy-types, Vinnie’s dream scenario, and a few homely women who were probably mistaken for men more often than not. I saw Vinnie holding court at the bar. It looked like he found his first target. As I approached from behind, I noticed how big and muscular the man was. Vinnie didn’t seem to notice me. He was completely enraptured by the man he was talking to. I swear you could see literal stars in his eyes.
“Hey, bud” I said cutting into their conversation. My ego was taking a little bit of a ding here. “Order your old man a drink, will you?”
“Now now, fratellino* (*little brother), that’s not anyway to talk to your son, is it?”
“?!?!”
The man put his glass of wine down on the bar and slowly turned around. It was my older brother Nico. To say my brother was attractive would grossly oversimplify a man whose body was carved from marble by the gods themselves. As if in slow motion, his wavy brown hair flowed in the wind. His piercing eyes and devilish smile led down to a stubble-covered square jaw. His muscles were cut deep with not a single hair on his chest. He sat there in an open white linen shirt with his meaty cleavage on display. A pair of khaki pants were painted over his muscular thighs and concealing a massive package. I was proud of my huge physique, but I felt dwarfed next to him. How this man didn’t turn me, or honestly any man around him, instantly gay, is a wonder.
Nico and I were only a few years apart. Growing up, we were inseparable, especially after Dad died. He would always pick me and Mikey up from the bar if we had one too many in college, and he’d even join us for our workouts from time to time. Shortly after Vinnie was born, he started to drift away. Fifteen years ago, he moved to Italy and opened his own textile exporting company. I had seen booths for his company at these trade shows before, but he never attended. We would only get the occasional Christmas card from him with the pre-filled in generic message and nothing more.
“Ni-Nico?!” I stuttered, completely thrown by my brother’s sudden appearance. “What…what are you…?” He stood up and pulled me in for a massive bear hug. The warmth and smell of his favorite cologne transported me. I felt like I was 10 years old all over again.
“Fratellino mio…shhh shhh. Don’t be upset.” He said holding me tight. He pulled back and grabbed my shoulders. “Look at you! You look amazing little brother!” He felt my biceps, squeezed my pecs and rubbed my abs. “You’ve kept in great shape! And look at my nipotino* (*little nephew) here!” He pulled Vinnie over and ran his giant hand over his bare chest. “Look at these muscles! Look at these abs! And not a hair in sight, just like me!” Vinnie was putty in his hands as his uncle flicked his nipples.
“Nico, it’s been 15 years” I said, breaking free of his spell. “Also, why are you talking like a Super Mario brother? We were born in New Mexico.” Nico sneered at me. Releasing Vinnie, he threw an arm around my neck and put me in a headlock.
“BAH! You little ass!” he said messing up my hair. None of these interactions seemed to earn the attention of the other bar goers. It took a lot for these kinds of guys to give a fuck. “Remember fun, Tony? You should try it sometime!” After a few minutes he released his grip and I stood up, trying to compose myself again. “What can I say, living in Italy for 15 years rubs off on you.”
“When I got to the bar, I was trying to find my first mark…er, uh, person that would kindly buy me a drink when I heard someone in the crowd ask what I was drinking” Vinnie said. “When I turned around, it was Uncle Nico.”
“Well, I had heard all about your divorce and Sal moving back home” Nico said. “I thought maybe this year, I would visit in person and see how my little brother is doing.”
“Who told you about my divorce? And Sal?” I asked confused.
Nico picked up his glass and took a sip. “I have friends everywhere” he said cryptically.
“Was…was that an Andor reference?” I asked. He smiled at me and took my face in his hands.
“My boys. My beautiful boys” he said. “I have an important meeting to get to, but we must continue this conversation when I’m done.” He waved the bartender over. “I’ll text you when I’m done. Vinnie gave me his cell. OK?” Vinnie and I nodded. “Put my boys here on my tab, OK? Anything they want. Get my nephew a refill and start my brother here with a whiskey neat.” The bartender nodded and began making our drinks. He pulled me in and kissed my cheek. “Tony.” He grabbed Vinnie by the waist and kissed him on the cheek as well. “Nephew. I’ll be in touch.” He disappeared into the crowd as Vinnie and I plopped down into the seats at the bar.
“I didn’t have ‘Uncle Nico returns’ on my bingo card. Did you?” Vinnie asked, coming down from his ‘Nico high’. I shook my head and took a sip of my drink. “He, um…he looks good. Did you and Uncle Nico ever…do stuff…when you were younger?” He took a sip of his drink as I chuckled.
“No, bud” I said. “I mean…we had a couple innocent jerk off sessions here and there but that was it. Normal, brotherly, ‘dude’ stuff, ya know?”
“Is he gay?” Vinnie asked, hoping. “He’s never been married, that we know of, and I never hear about his conquests when you guys were younger. Not that you really mention him these days.” Vinnie leaned back and ran his hand over his chest. “His hands really explored under my shirt. I think he flicked my nipples on purpose.”
“Don’t think he’s ever been married” I said. “And as far as conquests, I can’t honestly recall any girlfriends or boyfriends…just nameless dates that never went past the first or second one.” I swallowed the rest of the whiskey and ordered another one. “And I have no clue what or who he’s been doing in Italy, so your guess is as good as mine.” Vinnie tossed his head back, lost in thought…or fantasy.
We continued to sit there, knocking back drinks and discussing Nico’s surprise return. Vinnie pulled out his phone to tell Sal what had happened. I glanced down at his screen and saw the last thing he sent his brother was a picture of his hairless pussy.
“Did you text Sal a picture of your pussy?” I asked as I rubbed the bulge in my pants. The bar was beginning to empty out and the whiskies were beginning to kick in.
“Yeah” Vinnie replied. “He was feeling lonely without the two of us there, so I sent him a picture to hold him over until we got back.” I laughed and rubbed his shoulder.
“What a thoughtful brother” I said. “You know, we might have time for a little fun before your uncle returns.” My hand slid from his shoulder down to the small of his back as I pulled him closer to me. He finished texting his brother and put his phone down.
“Do you think we’ll have time?” he asked, placing a hand on my knee. I looked around and noticed the bathrooms over by the elevators.
“I have an idea” I said, nodding towards the bathrooms. Vinnie looked over and smiled. Without another word, he stood up and walked towards the men’s room. I waited a few seconds, so it wasn’t obvious, and then I got up and headed in. When I got into the men’s room, I saw Vinnie’s shoes in one of the stalls. I walked over and swung the door open.
Vinnie was seated on the toilet with his mouth open, waiting for his dad’s cock. I popped open my fly and pulled my throbbing dick out, smacking Vinnie in the face. He licked from the base of my shaft up to the head before going down on it. I knocked my head back and ran my hands through his hair. “Awwwww…that’s a good boy” I moaned. My hips slowly began fucking his mouth as his throat massaged my cock. I could hear Vinnie gagging from my dick, but I didn’t care. I grabbed his hair as the sound of my balls smacking his chin filled the room. His hands slid under my shirt and rubbed my six pack as he moaned into my cock.
*GASP*
Vinnie pulled off, gasping for air. Ropes of saliva stretched from my cock to his mouth. He wiped his mouth as I pulled him up on his feet and yanked down his pants. He stood there in a tiny pink thong that cradled his cock and balls and disappeared in between his bubble butt. I turned him around and stared at the beautiful hole peeking out from the sides of his underwear. My thumb moved the stretched-out fabric of his thong out of the way and ran along the lips of his pussy. I slipped my thumb inside and wiggled it around.
Vinnie’s phone began to vibrate in his pants, wrapped around his ankles. “It’s probably Sal responding to my text from earlier” he said. “Just ignore it.” He pushed back against my thumb, eager for more and I was happy to give it to him.
I pulled my thumb out and licked my son’s juices off it as I placed the head of my cock against his hole. His lips began to part as I pushed the spongey head in. I felt his tight ring succumb to my forced entry as I continued bottoming out inside his pussy. Wrapping my arms around his chest, I pulled him back. Running my hands over his chiseled chest, I reached down and ripped open the only remaining buttons holding his shirt closed. He leaned his head back, resting it on my shoulder and slid his shirt off. I played with his nipples as I continued to thrust into him. My load from earlier lubed his insides for me as it seeped out and ran down my balls. Each thrust let out a sloppy squish sound as I fucked my own load out of my son. Just then, the bathroom door opened. I covered Vinnie’s mouth with my hand as I continued to fuck him.
The person stood there for a moment and then walked into the stall next to ours and closed the door. I looked down and noticed a hole in the partition wall between our stalls. I could hear the sound of metal teeth unzipping and suddenly a massive, veiny cock came through the hole. It was bigger than mine. I took my hand off of Vinnie’s mouth and pointed down at the cock awaiting some attention.
“Holy fuck” Vinnie whispered as he reached over and began stroking the stranger’s dick. His hands weren’t big enough to wrap around it completely. I continued to hammer his sloppy pussy as he bent down to swallow as much cock as he could. Sloshing around in my son’s pussy was driving me wild. My previous load was gushing out, coating my balls and dripping down to the tile floor. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Fuck boy” I panted. “I’m gonna cum in your boy pussy.” I pulled his hips back hard and rammed my cock deep as I seeded his pussy. I hunched over him as my dick spasmed inside. This load was going to stay in there tonight.
“Fuck yeah, Dad” Vinnie moaned. “Breed my pussy.” The stranger on the other side of the partition chuckled as his dick leaked in my son’s hand. I slowly slid out of Vinnie with a wet pop. My greasy cock dripped onto the floor, adding to the growing puddle. I grabbed Vinnie by the hips and turned him around to face me. He knew what was next. This wasn’t our first bathroom guest star. Vinnie reached behind and guided the stranger’s cock to his sloppy pussy. I looked down and watched in awe as the massive head of his cock stretched Vinnie open even further. “Fuck, Dad. He’s so big.” Another chuckle from the stranger.
“It’s OK, baby boy. You can do this” I said as I bent down and took Vinnie’s cock in my mouth. I grabbed his hips and pushed him further back on the stranger’s cock. “Open up your pussy, son” I said. “I’m gonna take care of you. Feed daddy your load.” I began sucking and slurping his cock as he gripped my shoulders and continued backing up. Vinnie’s pussy eventually swallowed the massive beast whole as his bubble butt rested against the partition wall. His smooth pussy walls massaged the veiny intruder as I inhaled my son’s dick. I scooted closer to lock him in place so the stranger could really rail him.
On the other side of the partition, the stranger began to let Vinnie have it. The room filled with his grunts and growls as he rearranged my little boy’s insides. The partition wall began to shake from the assault. Vinnie held my head in place over his dick. His eyes fluttered as pleasure overloaded his system. The man was so deep in Vinnie, I swear I could see his dick poking out from his stomach. Vinnie’s pussy was wrapped around him so tight, that I knew my load was still buried deep.
“Fuck, Dad” Vinnie whimpered. “I’m cumming!” I swallowed his cock to the hilt, as I felt his warm load coat the back of my throat. The stranger let out one last grunt as he flooded Vinnie’s guts with his seed. Vinnie stood there shaking with pleasure, unable to move. I stood up and helped him slowly pull off the stranger’s cock. On the other side of the wall, the stranger squeezed the last few drops of cum from his cock onto the floor and disappeared back through the hole.
Vinnie and I slowly got dressed as we heard the stranger exit the stall and the men’s room door open and close. We both looked at each other and smiled.
“That was awesome, Dad” Vinnie said pulling his shirt back on. He decided to just leave it open at this point.
“Yeah, bud” I said shoving my cock back in my underwear. “Your pussy always makes me feel better.” I pulled him in for a quick kiss. Vinnie pulled his pants back up and dug around in his pocket for his phone. He pulled it out read the missed messages.
“Shit” he said. “That was Uncle Nico, not Sal. He’s done with his meeting, and he wants to know if we still want to meet.”
“Of course, we do” I said as I opened the stall door and walked out. “Tell him we can raid the mini bar and have a nightcap in our………………room.” We weren’t alone in the bathroom. The stranger never left.
Nico leaned against the sink counter, with his arms folded. “Boys, boys, boys” he said shaking his head. Vinnie and I stood there, frozen in place. He walked over to Vinnie and flung his shirt open and played with his nipples. “Your pussy felt amazing, nephew. I can see why my little brother is so feral for it, he can’t even make it up to your room to fuck you.” He grabbed my face and stroked my cheek. “And little brother, it felt great fucking your load deeper into his pussy. It felt like you were in there with me.” He turned and walked towards the door. “Now, boys, I think I was about to be promised a nightcap. How about we retire to your room and talk.”
“S-sure” I said. He opened the door and walked out. Vinnie trotted behind him like a dog obeying his master. We stepped into the elevator and rode up to our floor in silence, reeking of sex. Vinnie wrapped his arms around Nico’s bicep and nuzzled against him as Nico slid a hand down the front of Vinnie’s pants. We entered our room and Nico sat down on the couch. He spread his legs wide and rested his arms on the back. I turned on the lamp next to the couch, leaving the rest of the room dark.
Vinnie tossed his shirt on the bed as he popped the button on his pants. He stepped out of them and ran a hand through his sweaty hair. He adjusted his package in his pink thong and walked over to the mini bar. Grabbing a couple bottles of whiskey and some glasses, he walked back towards the couch and sat down next to his uncle. He emptied the tiny bottles into a couple glasses and handed one to Nico. Nico took a sip and gestured for Vinnie to lean against him. Vinnie threw his legs up on the couch and leaned into Nico’s armpit. I sat on the bed across from them and began unbuttoning my shirt.
“So, Nicky” I said, pulling my shirt off and tossing it on top of Vinnie’s. “You don’t seem to be too surprised to catch me fucking my son. What aren’t you telling us?”
“I told you, fratellino” he said as I rolled my eyes. “I have friends everywhere.” He took another sip of his drink as he played with Vinnie’s hair. Vinnie was practically purring at this point. “Remember my old high school classmate Jason Winger?” A sly smile crossed his face.
“Jason Winger?” I asked. “Winger…Winger…wait…Coach Gary’s son?”
“Adam’s dad, Jase?” Vinnie asked tilting his head back to look up at his uncle.
“Ding ding ding ding ding!” Nico said. “Out of the blue, he emails me a couple months ago. Says word around town is that my divorced little brother is now fucking his own sons. Even convinced his eldest son to move back home and start some ‘open relationship’ together.” He reached over and unbuttoned his linen shirt. Reaching in he lifted up his meaty pec and offered his nipple to Vinnie. Happily, Vinnie rolled over and began nursing on his uncle’s silver dollar-sized nipple. “Good boy. Let uncle take care of you.”
“So, you hear a possible rumor about us and decide to fly to America after NOT talking to us for 15 years? Why?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.
“Because this is what I’ve been waiting for, for decades little brother!” he said excitedly. He stroked Vinnie’s hair as his nephew moaned and sucked on his nipple. “THIS is who you were meant to be. WHAT you were meant to be. Dad and I had been waiting for you to figure this out on your own. You seemed to show signs that you knew what you were, but you never did anything about it. When you met little Mikey in college, I thought…THIS…this will be it. This will wake you up. But you still fought against your nature. Even after the wedding, after the boys were born, I thought there was still a chance, but you never came around. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I left.” He took another sip of his drink. “The Deluca men belong with each other, little brother. You and the boys, belong to me.”
“If you thought I was gay and into incest, why didn’t you or Dad ever confront me?” I asked. “And wait……DAD?! You and Dad…”
“Dad used to sneak into my room at night, and we’d fuck for hours” Nico said. “It started in middle school and lasted until my senior year of high school. The year of his accident. He loved mom, but there was a carnal, animalistic craving that would only be satisfied by swapping loads with his male relatives. I think you know what I’m talking about.” I could feel my cock getting hard in my pants. “And as far as confronting you, you have to remember, this was the 80’s and 90’s. Father-son relationships weren’t as widely fetishized as they are now. Boys weren’t pulling up their smart phone and watching Gaycest or Say Uncle videos in the bathroom as they pulled their puds. We had shitty magazines and Real Sex on HBO to work with. Incest is still taboo, even in our community, but three decades ago, it was even more closeted. Dad nor I wanted to take the chance we’d alienate you from us if we were wrong.”
“So, you chose to alienate yourself instead of taking the risk? I…I don’t know what to say” I said looking at my feet. “I wish you had talked to me before cutting me out of your life and moving to Italy for 15 years. But what I’ve learned this summer from rebuilding my relationship with my boys and my best friend is…I just want to look forward now and be happy.” He smiled at me.
“That’s it, little brother” he said. “Now I have all my boys again and I feel fulfilled. Isn’t that right, nephew?” Vinnie moaned a ‘yes’ as he continued to nurse. “Now brother, I want you to stand up and take off your clothes.” Our eyes locked as he took another sip of his drink. I stood up and slid my pants down to my ankles. My massive 12-inches bulged in front, as pre-cum soaked the fabric. “I said take off your clothes, didn’t I?” I nodded and slowly pulled my underwear down. My dick flopped out flinging pre-cum onto the carpet.
“Ahhh, there you are, my beautiful little brother” he said as he squeezed the bulge in his pants. “Wrap your hands around your cock and stroke yourself for me. Show your big brother how you touch yourself.” I reached down and wrapped my hands around my meat and began slowly stroking myself. I let out a soft whimper as I looked at my brother and thrusted my hips into my hands. He sat there and watched for a minute before he moved Vinnie off of him. Nico stood up and walked over to me as Vinnie leaned back on the couch and slid a finger into his pussy while he watched. Nico’s massive frame cast a shadow, blocking the only light from the lamp on the end table.
“Take my shirt off, little brother” he commanded. I reached up and unbuttoned his shirt. Leaning in, I kissed down his smooth chest after each button. I slid his shirt over his massive shoulders and pulled it off. “Now get on your knees and free your brother’s cock from his pants.” I looked up at him and nodded as I knelt down. My brother’s crotch stared me in the face as I unbuttoned his pants and saw the base of his cock. I slowly slid them down. His shaft appeared to go on forever. I was almost at his knees when the flared head of his cock appeared. I dropped his pants to the ground and nuzzled my head in his dick and balls. Nico reached down and rubbed my head. I was home.
“Lick my cock clean, little brother” he said. I ran my tongue along his shaft and moaned, lapping up the layer of sticky liquid covering his cock. “Good boy. You’re tasting our loads and your son’s pussy juices. It’s delicious, isn’t it?” I moaned in agreement as I tongued his piss slit. “Now get on the bed and show your big brother your muscle pussy. He’s going to breed it tonight.” I stood up and climbed onto the bed. Laying down in front of Nico, I grabbed my legs and lifted them up, presenting my hairy pussy to my brother. He grabbed my legs and pulled me towards the edge of the bed. Instinctively I slid a finger into my pussy, tempting my brother. “Yesssss” he growled. “Big brother is going to spread those lips open, but first, a kiss.”
Nico knelt down and I suddenly felt his tongue circling the lips of my pussy. He spat on my hole and swirled it around. His lips latched around my hole as his tongue pushed past my ring and wiggled around inside. His head began bobbing back and forth as he fucked me with his tongue. My eyes rolled back in my head as I pushed against his assault, ready for more.
Nico stood up and began stroking his cock over me. I could tell by his massive size that he could probably tear through my guts far enough to shoot his load up my throat. His eyes darkened as a devilish smile crossed his face. He knew what I was thinking. He smacked my stomach with his cock a few times and stepped back, aiming it at my hole. Over on the couch, Vinnie had pulled off his thong and began stroking himself as he fingered his pussy watching us.
I felt the spongey head of his monster spreading my lips open as he began to slide in. Fuck it hurt. I tried wiggling back a bit, but he grabbed my hips and held me in place while he carved me out.
“Where are you going little brother?” he asked, pushing inch after inch inside my guts. It looked like he was only about halfway in.
“…Hurts..” I grunted, trying to cope with the tearing sensation inside.
“Shhh shhh” he said. “It’ll be OK. You were made to take this cock, remember?” He began kissing my foot, before he took my toes in his mouth. His tongue slid between each toe as he moaned.
After a few minutes, he bottomed out inside me. I saw spots as my body adjusted to the pain and pleasure at the same time. He started slowly rocking his hips back and forth, pulling a little more out with each thrust.
Soon I was loose enough for him to start pummeling my hole. My own, 12-inch cock repeatedly smacked against my stomach, coating my abs with leaking pre-cum. He reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking his little brother while he rearranged my insides.
“Your pussy feels so good little brother” Nico moaned as each thrust filled my guts with his pre-cum. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment for years. Dad and I used to talk about double-fucking your 13-year-old little frame when we were kids.” The room filled with the wet squishing sounds of his thrusts. His balls smacked against me so hard, I thought they’d leave a bruise when we were done. “We used to take your little briefs out of the laundry hamper and suck on them when we fucked each other. We would get so excited if we found a pair with cum stains in them. We’d take turns licking them clean.”
“Fuck, Nicky” I moaned. The idea of my dad and brother lusting after me was driving me crazy. I suddenly knew how Vinnie felt.
“I would sneak into you room at night and jerk off watching you as you slept” he grunted while he wiped the sweat from his forehead. “I’d drag my dick and balls over your mouth and smear your lips with a layer of my pre-cum. Sometimes, if you were sleeping hard enough, I’d slide my hands down your underwear and massage your boy pussy. When you woke up from having a wet dream, the mess in your bed wasn’t always yours alone.” Jesus.
“I’m gonna cum, Nicky” I panted, unable to hold it in anymore. He pointed my cock towards my mouth as he pulled my head forward.
“Drink little brother” he ordered. “Swallow your seed for me.” His hand stroked me faster and faster.
“Unngh!” I opened my mouth as jets of cum shot out and hit my tongue. Nico aimed my cock for me as I tried to swallow every last drop.
“I’m going to breed your pussy now, little brother” he said as he slammed into me one last time. “Take my seed, brother!” He collapsed on top of me and held me tight as his massive balls emptied inside me. Twelve or thirteen spasms later, he slowly climbed off of me and slicked his hair back.
Nico slowly pulled out with a loud suctioned slurp. I felt the air conditioner breeze blow against the insides of my gaping pussy. “Come, nephew” he commanded. Vinnie stood up and continued jerking himself off as he walked over. Nico stepped behind him and guided his hips in front of me. He slid a couple fingers into Vinnie’s pussy and began banging him hard and fast. “Cum for me, nephew. Cum for me.” He kissed Vinnie’s neck down to his shoulder. “Add your cum to mine. Your father’s hole is open and waiting. Show him you love him.” Vinnie grunted with every one of his uncle’s thrusts.
“Fuck” he moaned. “I’m gonna cum, uncle.” He opened his eyes and looked down at my hairy hole. His body became rigid as volley after volley of cum shot straight into my open pussy. Nico’s load was so huge, that Vinnie’s addition sounded like he was filling up a glass of water. Nico grabbed Vinnie’s face from behind and kissed him while he pulled his fingers out.
“Good boy” Nico said, patting him on the head. “Now make sure to squeeze out every drop.” Vinnie stepped a little closer, the head of his cock hovering over my opened hole. He squeezed the base of his cock as the last few drips fell inside me, like drops in a puddle. Nico kissed his head and smacked his butt. Vinnie climbed onto the bed and laid next to me. Nico walked back up to my hole and gently massaged the lips as it began to tighten again, trapping my brother’s and son’s loads inside. Nico towered over me and leaned in for a kiss. I opened my mouth excitedly waiting for my brother’s tongue. Our tongues swirled around with the taste of whiskey and my own load.
“I love you little brother” he said holding my forehead against his.
“I love you too big brother” I said, running my hands through his hair.
“Not to be the mature one here” Vinnie chimed in. “But don’t we have to be up early for the show tomorrow?”
“Yeah” I said coming down from my high. “We should get some sleep. Nicky, do you…”
“I call middle!” Nico said as he jumped into bed and patted the sides next to him. I looked over at my son and gave him a kiss. We crawled up the bed and got on either side of my brother. Nico leaned down and gave each of us a kiss, before settling in for the night. Vinnie and I nuzzled into Nico’s armpits and feel asleep.
The next morning, the three of us grabbed breakfast down in the hotel before the trade show started. Nico said he would swing by our booth once he wrapped things up with some of his customers and shareholders. I dangled Vinnie like chum in front of our booth while I plopped down in a seat waiting for the fish to come in. My pussy was still sore and filled with loads from last night. We were mostly here to network. You know, better prices on materials. Maybe entice some guys to move to the area and work for me. Unfortunately, last night threw me for a spin and I had kind of dropped the ball. Maybe my sexy young son could at least get me a discount on tile or something. A few hours later, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nico walking towards us beaming with happiness.
“Brother! Nephew! How goes the show so far?” he asked sitting down next to me. Vinnie was in the middle of talking to a couple guys, including Tom Barton who just glared at me. He handed them a couple of our pamphlets and Deluca ‘swag’ from our table.
“It’s going” I said. “Probably should’ve networked a little more this trip, but I’m really glad it was you that distracted me.” He put his hand around my shoulder and squeezed as we watched Vinnie work. “Everything going OK with your company? You’ve had a lot of ‘mysterious’ meetings the past 24 hours.”
“Everything is going GREAT, little brother” he said. “In fact, I made a few decisions that’ll greatly help our family out.” He leaned forward and grabbed one of the Deluca Construction stress balls from the plastic bowl and tossed it in the air. “For starters, I sold my shares of my company this morning.”
“You WHAT?” I asked loudly as I put my hands on my head in disbelief.
“I sold out, little brother” he replied. “Don’t worry. I sold my half to my partners. They’ve worked with me for over 10 years. Let them run things now. I want to be with my boys.”
“Did you at least get a fair buyout?” I asked looking over at Vinnie, entertaining his next crowd. He was constantly ‘fake laughing’ and touching their biceps. Get ‘em, son.
“I don’t know. Is eight figures fair?” he asked with a sly smile.
“EIGHT figures?” I asked. “How good is your company doing?” I was definitely well off, but eight figures was way beyond my reach.
“Please. Wealthy people will happily throw money at anything imported from Italy. After we got ‘the machine’ up and running, the checks basically wrote themselves.” He got up and stood behind me, squeezing my shoulders. “And now, I will take some of this money and invest it in our company.”
“….Our company?” I asked looking up at him.
“Deluca Brothers Construction” he said. “Has a nice ring to it, no?”
“But…”
“We’ll have to toss and rebrand all these stress balls and chip clips, but that shouldn’t be too much money” he said. “I think we should also get some multi-tools and phone chargers. People love that kind of stuff.”
“But…”
“And of course, I will be moving in with you and the boys” he said pacing behind me as he ran through his to-do list. “I’ll arm wrestle you for the master bedroom. Haha! Oh, and I’ve already hired a moving team in Italy to ship my stuff to our house.”
“Our house.”
“I also called the airline and got on your flight back to Santa Fe tonight. Of course I upgraded our three seats though.” He bent down and kissed my head. “My little brother flies first class or not at all.”
“But...”
“Is there a problem?” he asked, snapping back to reality.
“No, Nicky” I said trying not to sound overwhelmed. “It’s just…a lot of change…all very sudden.”
“You don’t want me?” he asked, deflated. I stood up and grabbed his hands in mine.
“Of course I do, brother” I said. “You are more than welcome in my…our home. Just…maybe we could talk about some of these company decisions…and who gets the master bedroom…before we pull any triggers.”
“Trust me, little brother” he said grabbing my shoulders. “I know what’s best. It’s going to be amazing.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out of the booth. “Nephew! Our car to the airport will pick us up at 6:00PM. Make sure you help your dad clean up the booth as soon as the show is done. I’ll meet you boys in the lobby.” Nico waved goodbye and disappeared into the crowd. Vinnie walked over to the booth with a confused look on his face.
“What was he talking about?” he asked.
“Um…could you do me a favor and text Sal and see if he’s free for a quick chat?” I asked. “We need to discuss a few things.”
To get in touch with the author, send them an email.
