DISCLAIMER: All characters are OVER 18 and are fictional. This story contains incest between a father and son. If this isn't your thing, please go back to the menu. Any resemblance to any person is strictly coincidental.
Part 1
Chapter 1
My name is Taylor, I’m a fairly successful 39 year old divorced man with one child. I live in sunny Southern California and was able to retire comfortably last year because of some wise choices I have made in investments. Now I spend most of my days traveling the world, but when I am home I like to spend my time in the gym, running, cooking, reading and learning about anything and everything I can.
My wife and I divorced when my son Brayden was 6. I could no longer hide the fact that I was gay and had only married a woman because I was closeted. We remain best friends and she and Brayden live only a couple of miles from me.
Growing up, Brayden spent at least two weekends each month with me and most of his summer vacations from school, except when he went on trips abroad with his mom or friends.
We have always had a great and fun relationship. I made sure he had everything that was necessary, and a little more to spoil him. We’ve been on adventures together and always filled our time together with activities to prevent any boredom that generally comes with childhood.
His mother and I both agreed that we would push and support his education and whatever career path he chose as an adult. He still hasn’t really indicated, or even chose as far as I know, what his true passion is or what he intends to do with his professional life. He’s a very smart kid and choose just about anything and succeed. This year his chosen major was Mechanical Engineering. I suspect Aeronautical Engineering is where he will specialize.
I have not settled down with anyone after my divorce. Instead, I have chosen to keep a few regular lovers, but I also have many single encounters with men. I keep a very active sex life, but am very careful and safe with who I choose to be with. It is not uncommon for me to have 3 or 4 different men in any week, however.
I have not told Brayden that I am gay, and as far as I know, his mom hasn’t told him either. I don’t intend to keep it from him forever, but I did want to wait until he was old enough to understand it and process it with an adult mind. Perhaps this summer will be the appropriate time in both of our lives for me to confide in him. He’s now 19 and finishing up his first year of college.
Arriving tomorrow, Brayden is planning on spending at least two full months with me this summer. Knowing this, I also know that I’m not going to be seeing much action, if any, in my bedroom or anyone else’s during that time. Today will be a day full of sitting on the couch naked, cock in my hand, jerking as many loads out to the best porn I can find. I didn’t have the forethought to connect with anyone today, so some self-love will have to do.
I stripped naked, grabbed my iPad, a bottle of lube and a cum towel and settled on the couch for a long day of self-pleasure. I jumped to my favorite paid porn site and found my favorite performer, who has just release a new video I hadn’t seen yet. I pulled it up, watched intently for about ten minutes, getting myself nice and hard, even starting to precum a bit. I’m rock hard and ready to start working on my first load. I grabbed the bottle of lube, flipped the top open, and my son Brayden walked into the living room and dropped his bag on the floor. I grabbed the cum towel and threw it over my hard cock. “What the fuck Brayden?! Why are you here?”
With a stunned look on his face he said, “Dad, you knew I was coming.”
I replied, “Not until tomorrow Bray!” I must have looked like a fool. I could feel my face turning red. I had never been so embarrassed in my life sitting here before my son, totally naked. There was no hiding what I was doing.
To which he said, “No, I told you I’d be here Saturday morning. Today is Saturday. Surprise!”
“Fuck Brayden. No shit. Yeah, I’m surprised, but… welcome home. I’m sorry. I thought you said Sunday. I so embarrassed. I’m sorry you saw this.” I had my hand over the towel that was covering my hard cock. I was trying desperately to get my dick to behave and lay down.
Brayden said, “Dad, no worries. You think I don’t jerk off? Like ALL the time?” His eyes shifted from mine down to where my hand was resting.
“I know that, but that doesn’t mean you need to see me do it Bray. Give me a second and I’ll get dressed.”
I looked at him and his stunned expression had relaxed into something of a curious grin. His left hand brushed across the front of his tight jeans and I could see that an impressive bulge had already started to show, slowly growing and straining against the stretchy fabric. I hadn’t seen him naked since he was around 10 years old, but it was apparent that he had inherited my cock size.
He made a quick and not-so-discreet adjustment to make things more comfortable inside his jeans and looked again straight at my eyes. He stood there for what seemed like eternity. The gears of his mind were turning. I could tell he was debating inside his head what he was going to do with finding his dad naked on the couch, clearly getting ready to jerk off.
My iPad screen would have been clearly visible from where he stood. There is no doubt he saw and heard that I was about to get off to gay porn. I quickly shut the cover just in case. “Bray, I think we need to have a talk this afternoon.” I said.
“Dad, we don’t need to talk about it. I’ve known you’re gay since I was 16. I’ve seen the evidence around this house more than a time or two. If you wanted to hide it you should have been more discreet big guy. It’s no big deal. I don’t care.”
“Really? You’ve known for that long?” I asked.
He nodded his head and shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe what we should really talk about is the fact that I’m gay.”
Whoah. What? “I…I had no idea Bray. I never intended to be ignorant about your sexuality, I just never really thought about it. And, of course, it doesn’t matter to me either that you’re gay. Obviously. Does your mom know?”
He nodded, “Of course. She’s mom.”
“First a gay husband, then a gay son. She’s an amazing woman.” I said.
“She is that. Thanks old man.” He smiled and winked at me like usually does. Any bit of nervousness he had about coming out to me, though obviously he shouldn’t have had any, was gone.
“Who you calling ‘old’? Look, take your stuff to your room and I’ll go get dressed.”
He looked a bit unsure but said, “Nah. Stay where you are.”
Brayden walked over to the coffee table and sat directly in front of me, never taking his gaze away from my own. He sat there for a moment looking at my naked body. With a sudden show of his usual confidence, he slowly removed his shirt and threw it across the room toward his duffel bag.
I could tell his physique had changed in the nine months he had been away at school. Even with his intense studies, he’d apparently found a lot of time to spend in the gym. He’s the same height as me with the same frame, but still about 15 pounds shy of my weight in muscle. I’ve been working out since I was 14.
I don’t know if I had remembered to take a single breath of air since he walked in the door, but seeing him sit in front of me, taking off his shirt, made me inhale deeply. My dick twitched under the towel, which Brayden did not miss. He smiled and reached over, moved my hand away and watched my cock tent the towel from underneath. Neither of us spoke.
I had already begun to get highly aroused before he arrived, so I could feel the precum start leaking from the tip of my dick and running down the shaft to my heavy balls. My son reached down and adjusted his now fully erect cock so it was standing straight up inside his tight pants, with just the slightest bit of the tip peaking out from his waistband. He didn’t appear to be wearing any underwear. I could see a glistening drop of precum already forming on the slit. He saw me looking at it and grinned.
He reached over and removed the towel from my lap, exposing my rock hard and dripping cock. “Now I know where I got such a big dick. I figured it was from grandpa.”, he said with another teasing wink.
“Funny.” I said.
He took my dick gently in his right hand, pulled it away from my stomach before he went to his knees on the floor in front of me. My breath got heavy and fast with anticipation. This cannot be happening. This is my son. I should not allow this to be happening. While looking me straight in the eyes, he leaned in and licked the precum all the way from my balls to the tip. He savored that first taste of me. I shuddered at that feeling of his tongue on my cock. Then he took his thumb and rubbed the frenulum in slow, sensual circles, easing out more precum from my dick and using it as lube. He continued to tease just the head of my cock with his thumb. It sent a shot of intense pleasure through my whole body.
I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I don’t remember a time when I had ever been so turned on. He leaned in again, curled his tongue around the head of my cock, then slowly closed his lips around the head. He held it there in his mouth, not going any lower. I felt his tongue working the frenulum. Three, four, five times he flicked with his tongue. Even though I had only been in his mouth for a few seconds I couldn’t hold back. “Fuck I’m gonna cum!” I panted in ecstasy and started pumping my thick, sweet dad cream into his mouth. He was still looking straight at me. The orgasm was so intense, my hips came off the couch and I shoved my 8 inch cock all the way in.
This sent him over the edge. Behind the muffled choking and gagging I heard him moan loudly, my cock still at the back of his throat, pulsing out the last remaining shots of my nut. Without ever touching himself I saw a stream of his hot cum shoot up between us, over his head and then land on my knee. A second shot landed on his shoulder. Five more streams of his hot teen juice came, coating his abs, running down onto the front of his jeans. He breathed heavily and swallowed my cum that he’d been holding in his mouth. He sucked hard to get every last bit out of my throbbing cock.
He pulled away, smiled, and always the joker, he flicked the tip of my dick with his middle finger, then bent down to lick his cum off my leg. I was speechless, still catching my breath. He sat there looking at me for several seconds rubbing my thighs. “That was awesome dad. Your nut tastes so good.” I nodded in agreement that it was indeed awesome, but was still unable to speak without sounding like an idiot. I didn’t really know what to say at this point.
He stood up, jeans and abs soaked in his own cum, and walked over to where his bag was. His back was toward me, he took off his shoes and then his pants. He bent over, maybe a little longer than necessary, to pick up his clothes and duffel bag, spreading his feet just a bit so I could get a good view of his ass and balls hanging low between his legs. He looked back at me to make sure I was taking it in, then stood up, looking over his shoulder and with a wink said, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Chapter 2
I was still sitting on the couch,beginning to recover from what had just happened when I heard Brayden’s shower come on. I figured it would be a good idea for me to also take a shower, so I got up and headed toward my master bedroom.
As I passed Brayden’s open bedroom door, I saw his clothes, shoes and duffel on his bed, but realized he was not in his shower…he was in mine. His parting wink in the living room had apparently been an invitation to join him.
I walked into my en-suite bathroom and Brayden was in the shower, facing the wall, back toward me. I could see suds from the shower gel running down his muscular legs. He was clearly stroking his cock, even though I could not see it. His feet were spread, his left hand was over his head on the wall in front of him, in a sort-of police frisk stance. His right hand was slowly moving up and down his hard cock.
I have a very large bathroom with a very large walk-in shower. It was built with two shower heads, but could easily accommodate 4 or 5 people. Ask me how I know.
Following my erect cock, I entered the shower bay and stood directly behind my son as he stroked himself.
He looked over his shoulder at me as I began to kneel on the shower floor, my face now looking directly into his gorgeous and perfect ass. He lowered his chest a little, pushing his ass toward my face. I put both hands on his ass and with my thumbs I spread his cheeks apart to reveal his hole. I stuck my tongue between his cheeks and licked his pucker. “Uuunnnggghh.” A low growl came from Brayden’s throat.
He reached back and pulled my face into his ass. I buried my face and tongue-fucked his hole. I reached up between his legs with my left hand and pushed his hand away, then wrapped my own fingers around his cock. I stroked him while I ate him out. He made grunts, groans, whining sounds. He was really enjoying this. I felt his cock getting even bigger in my hand.
I knew he couldn’t take much more, so I ducked between his legs, turned around and slid up the wall, now facing his cock. It was the first time I had seen it since he was 9 years old. I took it in my right hand and closed my mouth around it. I looked up at Brayden and he started fucking my mouth.
With my left hand I reached between his legs and started rubbing his asshole while he face fucked me. He was now thrusting hard. His legs started shaking and I knew he was about to unload. I stuck my middle finger in his hole as far as it would go. I found his prostate. He made an animal like sound and I felt his hole tighten around my finger. His cock swelled, his balls tightened. His nut was coming soon. “Fuuuuck. I’m gonna cum! Fuuuuuck! Oh fuck.”
He started shooting, covering my tongue with his delicious teen juice. I swallowed greedily as every spurt hit inside my mouth. I was tasting my son’s cum for the first time and I loved it. It was thick, hot and sweet.
I sat down on the shower floor. His legs weak, he slid down and sat on my lap facing me. He kissed me in search of a taste of himself. “You didn’t leave much for me”, he said.
“No way. I wanted all of it.”, I said back.
He got up, stepped out of the shower and walked and out of the bathroom without drying off. “We’re not done yet” he said.
This was going to be a really nice summer. And I didn’t think I was going to see much bedroom action.
Chapter 3
Still sitting on the shower floor, I reached up and turned the water off. I stood and stepped out in front of the full length mirror on the bathroom wall. At 39 I still looked really good. 25 years in the gym has done me well. Brayden, already a stud, was well on his way to building the same muscle mass I have.
I reached for a towel and from my bedroom Brayden said, “No point in drying off dad. You’re just gonna get sweaty.” My dick gave a little jump in the mirror and I smiled devilishly.
I walked into the bedroom where Brayden was sitting on the corner of my bed facing the bathroom door. His feet were on the floor, his legs spread. He was leaning back on his elbows, accentuating his washboard abs and pecs. His dick was still hard, lying flat against his belly, leaning slightly to the left. He had a bottle of lube, which he probably found in my nightstand, lying on the bed next to him.
I stepped between his knees, looking down at him. He sat up and reached behind me, putting his hands on my ass. He ran his hands up my back and then down again, giving my firm ass a squeeze. “Fuck, your ass is nice.”, he said.
He brought his right hand around and took my cock by the base, pulling it down so it stood straight out. He wrapped his lips around it and slowly moved his head forward until the tip touched the back of his throat. He pulled away and said, “I want your cock inside me. Do you want to fuck me?”
I said, “Are you sure you’re ready for that? Have you ev-”
He cut me off with a shake of his head. “No, I haven’t been with anyone yet. Boy or girl.”
My 19 year old stud of a son was still a virgin?
“It’s gonna hurt Bray. A lot at first.”
“It’s okay. I want your horse cock inside me. Now.”
He reached for the lube bottle, flipped the top and squirted some on my dick. He used his hand to spread it all over my head and shaft, then handed me the bottle. “You put it on my hole.”
He laid back on the bed and pulled his knees up to his chest. I put some lube on my hand and spread it on his tight hole. “Put it in”, he said.
He reached up and grabbed me by the cock pulling me closer until my head was between his cheeks. He spread his cheeks apart with his hands and I found the target. I rubbed my cock up and down his crack then stopped at his pucker. I pushed gently, feeling tight hole spread reluctantly. I looked at him and he nodded eagerly. “Put it in.”, he said again.
I pushed and my cock head slipped in. I stopped there, he threw his head back and screamed “Fuuuuuck that hurts!”
“Do you want to stop?” I asked.
“No. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” He said breathlessly.
I waited. He raised his head and opened his eyes, looking at me. “I said fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me now. I’m ready.”
I pushed slowly until I was all the way in. He put his back down flat on the bed, pulling his knees up until they were touching the bed on either side of his chest. He was limber and flexible. I put my hands on his legs and held them down on the bed and began pumping my cock in and out of his hole, stopping just before my head popped out, then thrusting it back in, all the way to my balls.
I was working his ass hard and began to sweat heavily, dripping off my face onto his chest. He was forming a pool of precum in the middle of his rock hard abs. I could not believe what he did next.
He curled himself up and licked that puddle of precum off of his own stomach. I was amazed. I could see he was flexible, but had no idea he could do this. He licked the tip of his dick. He could see my astonishment and with a grin, he took his own cock all the way into his mouth and started blowing himself while I pounded him. He kept eye contact with me, bobbing on his own cock, relishing in my awe of his skill.
I started fucking him harder, ramming his virgin prostate with each deep thrust of my cock. He was whimpering at the sensation and he really began going to town on his dick. His balls rose tight to the base of his dick and his hole started contracting against mine. He was pumping his load into his own mouth. The pulsing of his peach hole grabbed at my cock and with one final thrust and a loud grunt I flooded his colon with seed.
He pulled my face toward his, parted my lips with his tongue and pushed his cum into my mouth. I accepted it hungrily. I collapsed onto his chest, my hard cock still inside him. Both of us sweaty, we began to control our breathing. We stayed in that embrace for several minutes until I softened and pulled out of him.
On the edge of sleep, he asked me rather randomly, “When is Uncle Mark coming over?”
I said, “He usually comes on Sundays, but since you were supposed to arrive tomorrow, we decided he wouldn’t come this week. He wanted to stay away so we could have some alone time since I basically haven’t seen you in nine months.”
Brayden said, “No, no. I’d like to see him. You should call him and tell him to come. We can spend the day in the pool and have lunch.”
“I’ll call him later and see if he can come.” I replied.
Chapter 4
We had fallen asleep, me nestled in behind him with my arm draped over his body. I woke nearly two hours later and slipped out of the bedroom letting Brayden sleep. Neither of us had had any lunch and I was starving.
I went to the kitchen and made two sandwiches. I ate mine standing at the kitchen island, then took Brayden’s into the bedroom and set it on the nightstand next to him. It would be there when he finally woke up.
I went out to the living room and turned on the tv. It was nearly 3:00 and the soccer game was about to start. I sat down on the couch and looked at my iPad, bottle of lube and towel, remembering that just a few hours ago I had begun a sexual relationship with my son. We could never undo it, not that I think either of us wanted to. It all felt so comfortable. So natural.
Brayden came out of the bedroom carrying the last bit of his sandwich, still chewing. He raised his sandwich toward me and with a full mouth said, “Thanks for this. I’m fucking starving.”
He looked at the game on the tv, “Who’s winning?”
“We are, thankfully. Finally.”
“Cool. Don’t you usually have season tickets? Why aren’t you at the game?”
I said, “I didn’t buy them this year because I’ve been traveling so much.”
“Why don’t we get tickets to the next one? My treat.” He said.
“Yeah, sure. If you want.”
He went to the kitchen and returned with two open beers. He handed me one, clinked his bottle against mine. “Bray, you’re 19.”
“Whatever.” He said and turned and started walking toward the bedroom. “I’m going to take a shower. When’s dinner?”
“I’ll have it ready around 8. And I talked to Uncle Mark. He’ll be over in the morning.”
Walking away, he gave me a thumbs up over his head. “Right.”
Just before 8:00, Brayden followed his nose into the kitchen. I had set the table out on the patio next to the pool. He walked through the kitchen and out the door to the table and started pouring the wine that I had uncorked.
I came out with the plated food and sat down. We had a nice dinner with great wine and talked about his school year. He finished his second glass of wine then went inside and came back with a second bottle, already uncorked.
“Bray, you’re 19.”
“Yep. That’s what you keep saying.”
We sat and talked for another hour. It was coming up on midnight. Brayden threw back the last of his wine and stood over me. He bent down, kissed me deeply and said, “I’m going to bed.”
Whose bed was he going to? I sat there for another couple of minutes finishing my wine and went inside to clean up the dinner dishes. I then went to my bedroom, passing Brayden’s on the way. His room was dark, but his door was open. He never sleeps with his door open.
I walked into my room and Brayden was in my bed. Naked again, stretched out on top of the covers. Waiting. I pulled off my shorts and joined him. We made love again before falling into the deepest sleep I could remember in years.
Part 2
Chapter 1
Sunday morning, nearly 11:00, I was in the kitchen cleaning up the coffee pot and my breakfast dishes when my son finally walked in sleepy-eyed and naked. He was scratching his head with one hand, his balls below his morning hardon with the other. “Coffee. I need coffee. Now. My head doesn’t feel so great.”
“You drank nearly a whole bottle of wine by yourself Bray. I’ve already cleaned up. If you want coffee or breakfast, you’ll have to make it yourself.”
“Right.”
“And get dressed. Mark will be here any minute.”
“Right.” He walked over to me, kissed me and grabbed my cock through my shorts. “Good morning stud.” My cock started to stir.
I heard the garage door start to lift. My brother Mark was here. He’d walk through the door connecting the mudroom off the kitchen to the garage. “Now Bray! Go!”
He giggled and walked off slapping his ass a me as he went.
My brother walked in and looked at me standing there with a semi hard cock tenting my shorts. “It’s a bit late for morning wood, don’t you think?” I just shook my head and said “Morning bro.”
He set two six packs of beer on the kitchen island and said “I brought beer.”
“I have beer. I always have beer.”
“I brought GOOD beer. Your beer is shit. This is from the new micro brew near my house.”
“Yeah, it is shit.”
He grabbed two bottles, opened them, handed me one and we clinked. “I’m heading to the pool. Where’s Bray?”
“He’s just gotten up. He’ll be out in a bit.”
I followed my brother outside. He set his beer down by the water’s edge, shucked off his shirt and shoes and he dove into the water. I sat on the edge and slipped down in. He swam back toward me and we stood at the edge sipping our beers and talking.
About 10 minutes later Brayden walked out with a large cup of coffee. Completely naked. He set his coffee on the patio table and then threw something into the basket next to one of the lounge chairs.
“Brayden!” I said through clenched teeth.
I looked at my brother and he just stared at Brayden.
“What? I thought this was a pool party. Hey Uncle Mark. How’ve you been?”
Mark stuttered a “Good.” He was still staring at my son.
Brayden said, “I’m surprised either of you are wearing shorts, to be honest.”
“Why wouldn’t we be?” I asked.
“Do you wear them when I’m not here?” Brayden asked in reply. “I don’t think you do. You both think I don’t know what happens when Mark comes to visit you every week?”
Mark was visibly in shock at these comments. His eyes showed true terror and his face and neck were turning very red. I was just as shocked. How could Brayden know?
All I could think to say was “What do you mean?”
“Dad, I’ve know since last fall that you and Uncle Mark are messing around. Just before I left for school I dropped by to grab something from my room. I looked out the window and here you both were, on the pool deck, fucking like teenagers.”
I heard a hoarse whisper from my brother. “Oh Jesus. Oh fuck.”
Brayden walked over to the edge of the pool and stood over us. He lowered himself down, putting his feet in the water between us and sat down. My brother was still looking at me in terror, but managed to take a quick glance at Brayden’s cock sitting there between us, then back at me. He had a heavy question in his mind. I gave a quick shrug to him.
Brayden sat there grinning at our silent exchange, then slipped down into the water and stood between us. He leaned over and grabbed the back of my head and kissed with his tongue. Then he turned to Mark and did the same. Mark swallowed hard after Brayden pulled away. The flush in his face was starting to fade and his look of fear had gone.
Brayden reached under the water and slid his hand inside the waistband of Mark’s shorts. He enjoyed the first feeling of his uncle’s meat in his hand. He kissed my brother again, then disappeared under the water. He was down there for a few seconds then came back up with Mark’s shorts in his hand, then threw them onto the pool deck.
He looked back at me then said to Mark, “Go take off my dad’s shorts.” Mark looked at me and I shrugged, then nodded. He moved his way over to me as Brayden stepped aside. Mark put his mouth to mine and shoved his tongue in. He slipped his fingers into the back of my waistband and grabbed my ass in both hands. He pulled me in and our tongues found each other. The head of his hard cock was standing up out the water and pressed it against me.
He moved his hands around to my hips, and pushed my shorts down. My hard dick sprung up and Mark grabbed it in his hand, tugging a few times, then disappeared under the water and pulled them to the floor of the pool. I stepped out of them and Mark resurfaced, by shorts floating to the top beside me. We faced each other, the edge of the pool to my left, Brayden to my right between us.
Brayden reached out and put one hand on each of our lower backs, slid them down to grad our asses and gave us a squeeze. He moved between us to the edge of the pool deck and patted it with his wet hand. He looked at Mark and said, “Up you go.”
Any hesitation Mark initially had was gone. He knew this was going to happen and now wanted it badly. He moved the side of the pool, turned his back against the edge and hoisted himself onto the deck and sat.
Brayden looked at me and moved to Mark’s knees, pressing them apart and pushed on Mark’s chest forcing him back onto his elbows. He took my brother’s raging hard cock in his left hand, pulling it away from his stomach, then lowered his lips around the head. Mark threw his head back and moaned loudly. I stroked my own hard cock and I watched as my son slowly sucked my little brother’s dick.
Soon, Brayden came up and said to me, “I want to watch you suck your brother off.”
He kissed me again and stepped aside. I moved into position and took Mark into my mouth. I began to suck slowly, paying careful attention to his head, just like I’ve come to know that he absolutely loves.
Brayden pushed up out the water and walked over to the lounge chair and grabbed what he dropped into the basket beside it. A bottle of lube. This was my son’s show. He had written it last night, and was now directing and costarring in with his dad and his uncle.
He dropped back into the water. We were in the shallowest part of the pool where we only stood thigh high in the water. He squirted lube onto his hand and pressed it to my asshole, then lubed up his throbbing cock. He was going to fuck me this time. And I wanted it. Bad.
He pressed his cock head against my hole and then slid between my thighs, stroking his cock against the insides of my legs. I pressed back into him and spread my feet on the pool floor, letting him know it was okay to enter me.
He returned his cock to my hole and pressed in, all the way to the stop, in one swift motion. It made me gasp as he hit my prostate with that very first thrust. Mark was looking down my back watching Brayden drive himself into me with teenage lust. He reached out and grabbed Brayden’s muscular right pec and then twisting his nipple. Mark was really enjoying the addition of my son to our sexual escapades.
It didn’t take long before Mark started really getting into it. His hips started moving so I pulled my mouth up so just the head of his cock was between my lips and stopped. Mark followed my queue my thrusting his hips upward and start fucking my face. Brayden was looking around my shoulder watching. He and Mark were staring at each other and Mark thrust himself into my throat and Brayden thrust into my colon.
I felt Mark’s cock swell, he threw his back again and grunted long and hard as his first spew of semen coated my tongue. Rope after rope hit me hard in the back of my throat. Brayden immediately began thrusting faster and hard as he also let out a loud groan, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” I felt the splash inside me. He pushed in as far as he could go and held there pumping his hot load into me.
I finished sucking the cum of my brother’s dick then stood up, Brayden still inside me, his chest against my back. I told him to keep fucking. He reached around and started stroking my dick while he continued to thrust. I twisted my head around and took Brayden’s tongue in my mouth as I erupted my shot onto my brother’s stomach, cock and balls. When I finished, Brayden pulled out and I leaned in to lick my own cum off of Mark.
All panting heavily in the summer sun, Mark said, “I think we need beers. And lunch.”
Mark agreed, “I’m starving.” He jumped out of the pool and brought us open beers then went back to the kitchen to make lunch.
Chapter 2
While Brayden was inside making lunch, by brother and I sat under the patio cover and chatted. “What the fuck bro? When did this start?” Mark asked me.
“Literally, yesterday. He caught me jerking to gay porn when he came home. It progressed.”
“No shit it progressed! And wow, what a body and cock on that boy. He’s come a long way in nine months. Did you even know he was gay?”
“I had no idea. Not only that, but he says he was a virgin until I popped him yesterday. Twice, by the way. He’s quite talented with his body. He knows how to use all of it to his advantage. And he can suck his own dick, by the way. Wait until you see it.”
“Fuck me. I hope I get the chance to.”
Brayden walked out with three veggie and hummus wraps. We ate there under the patio cover sitting in the lounge chairs. “Eat up. You’re gonna need the fuel.”
Mark looked across at me and grinned, taking a bite. He chewed shaking his head and giggling to himself. “Never would have seen myself here in this situation. Not complaining though. Not even a little bit.”
We finished our lunch and just sat quietly for a while enjoying the summer weather. Brayden sat up, then said “Hey Uncle Mark. You want to try my ass?”
Mark simply nodded an affirmation. Brayden stood up and walked over to my brother, threw one leg over the lounger and stood above him facing him. His ass was toward me. He reached down and took Mark’s dick in his hand and started stroking it until it became hard. He turned his head toward me, jerked it toward the pool edge and said “Dad. The lube.”
I got up and walked over, grabbed it and came back. I flipped to top open, then dribbled some on his hand, which was still stroking my brother’s stiff cock. He worked it all around. I put some lube on my fingers and pressed them to Brayden’s asshole, making him nice and slippery. I returned to my seat to watch.
Brayden squatted down, Mark’s cock in his hand, pressed the head to his hole and slowly slid down. My view was perfect. Watching my son sit on my brother’s dick got me excited. My own dick started to stir back to life. I stroked myself lightly while Brayden started moving up and down. Mark reached to Brayden and put his hands on his hips as he slid up and back down.
Brayden went all the way down, making sure to hit his prostate, then rocked his hips forward and back, grinding his balls and ass against Mark’s legs and pubes. After several minutes, Brayden turned his head toward me and said, “Now you.”
“I’m good watching this.” I said as I continued to stroke myself.
“No, I mean now you ALSO. I want both of you.”
I paused. Was he serious? He’d literally just taken his first dick yesterday, and now he was ready to be double-dicked? “That’s a lot of cock son.”
He nodded. “I want to try it.”
Jesus. This kid was adventurous as hell. I shrugged, stood up, slicked up my cock and sat behind Brayden, threw my legs over my brother’s and sidled up close. Brayden raided up on Mark’s dick until just the head was inside. I placed my cock along the underside of Mark’s shaft, my tip against Brayden’s hole. I pushed with my thumb to make the head as small as I could and Brayden pushed down. Slowly, slowly my head began to spread his hole wider until it popped in. “Holy fuck! Oh shit.” Brayden tried to catch his breath. Nobody moved, stunned that we had come this far, not wanting to hurt him.
He closed his eyes and waited for the intense pain to subside. It did. He nodded his head and said “Okay.” Then slid down all the way down. He moved up and down slowly at first, then picked up a rhythm and then speed. He was enjoying this immensely. I pulled his head back and whispered in his ear, “Show him the thing.”
He looked at me with question in his eyes and then he got his. He nodded again and smiled devilishly. He slowly curled forward and took his own raging hard cock into mouth to show off for my brother. Mark was astonished. He watched with lust, and a bit of envy in his eyes. Brayden bobbed on his dick while sliding up and down on both of our cocks.
He soon sat up, stood up, turned toward me and placed his cock into Mark’s mouth while taking Mark’s into his. I stuck my dick into my brother’s asshole and started fucking him while they sixty-nined in front of me. Brayden started moaning and grunting loudly. He lifted his head and said, “You ready for my load Uncle Mark?” I heard a muffled “Mmm hmm!” from Mark.
Brayden went back to work on Mark’s dick and then fucked his load into my brother’s throat. Seeing and hearing this, I was close behind, filling Mark’s hole with my hot cream. Mark started convulsing and shot his load on Brayden’s face. I pulled out and Brayden took my wet cock in his mouth and sucked it clean. He brought his face to mine and I licked my brother’s seed off of it, then kissed him.
Mark was licking Brayden’s ass now, letting all of the intensity of the past few minutes fade. Brayden moved his ass in circles, pushing into Mark’s tongue. He rubbed his hard cock against Mark’s chest while he was being tongue-fucked and came again.
I moved back to another chair while Mark and Brayden lay together on the same lounger, catching their breath.
“Jesus, that was amazing.” Mark said.
“Incredible.” Brayden replied.
We all sat there without saying anything else, our dicks softening.
My phone rang. Where was my phone anyway? It sounded like it was in the kitchen so I got up to find it. I went inside and took the call.
Several minutes later I came back outside. “Who was that?” My brother asked.
“It was Leo.”
“Who is Leo?”
“Cousin Leo.”
“The cowboy?”
“Yep.”
“What did he want? You talk to Leo? I haven’t seen Leo since I was about 20 years old.”
I said “Yeah. Remember when I went to Texas last year to see Uncle Rocco about investing in his company? Leo happened to be there. We met later that night for dinner to catch up. We ate at the restaurant in my hotel. I invited up after for a drink and next thing I knew, he was grabbing my cock. He stayed the night. I fucked him twice that night.”
“Leo is gay!? Bull riding Leo?” Mark was stunned.
“He rides broncs.”
“Whatever. He’s gay?”
“From the things he did that night, I would say VERY gay. You ever had a cowboy ride your dick? He’s very talented. If he’s half as talented on broncs he’ll go far in the rodeo world.”
We heard a chuckle from Brayden. “This is fun. This is good stuff. Uncle Mark you should see the look on your face. It’s a lot like the look you had when I told you I knew you and dad were messing around.”
“Brayden?” Mark said.
“Yeah Uncle Mark?” Brayden replied with a smile.
A long sigh from Mark, then an exasperated “Nothing.” He looked at me and asked, “What did he want?”
“He’s coming through town in a couple of weeks on his way to Sacramento for the July 4th rodeo. I said he could stay with me in the guest suite. He’ll be here for three or four nights depending on how fast he drives from Texas. My guess is he’s looking for another ride. I think you need to make yourself available. You too Bray. We can make it a REAL pool party.”
