On the last day of my holiday, we loaded up the car and headed to a tiny cove. Scrambling down a rugged path, we found a secret paradise. We immediately undressed and laid the towels out and settled down to sunbathe. We left uncle Bill relaxing while the three of us went cavorting in the wave like kids, feeling liberated and free. By the time we returned to our towels, Bill had nodded off, so we moved slightly away from him so that he wouldn't be disturbed. I lay between my cousins, turning to kiss each in turn. Slowly, I edged my way down their taut bodies until I was staring at their beautiful dicks, but which to go for first. I leaned over to give Zac head, Ali knelt behind me, eating ass before penetrating, pushing more cock down my throat. Holding onto my hips, he fucked me with a twerking motion. My groans of pleasure woke Bill up, who urged his son on. He came with surprising force. Still horny, I straddled Zac. I leaned forward to kiss him, and as I did so, Bill pushed his cock in alongside his son's to double penetrate me. I felt full to the max. They gave me time to adjust, then Bill started humping, with Zac trapped, hardly able to move. The added friction of the tightness made Bill cum quite quickly, pulling out and dripping cum over Zac's sack. I raised myself up a little, allowing Zac to thrust into me, and I was rewarded with a third load in barely half an hour. We all went swimming to clean ourselves. As the sunset, we made our way back up the cliff to the car, and my last night.
I didn't know who to give my body to for the last night, so they tossed a coin. Bill won, so I kissed the boys goodnight and followed Bill to his bedroom. In bed, Bill kissed me and said what a pleasure I had been, while stroking my penis. He worked his way down the bed, kissing and licking me all the way, until he engulfed my cock. He sucked me for a while, then rolled me over and gave me a good rimming. The sounds of love making were coming from the next bedroom and I half wished I could watch. With my hole slobbered on, Bill climbed on top of me and slid in, kissing the back of my neck. The only problem was that in this position, I couldn't wank. No matter, I let him have his way with me. He huffed and puffed and finally squirted his semen into my bowels. I was leaking onto the sheet. All had gone quiet next door. My balls ached for release, but I relaxed in Bill's arms and fell asleep.
In the morning, I'd just used the bathroom and showered when Zac called me into his bedroom. Ali was still there and I was invited to squeeze between them. After making out, they took it in turns to mount me, each fucking me in various positions for a few minutes before handing me over. This way the love making went on for over an hour. Bill stood in the doorway gently tossing. Eventually, with me on my back, they bred me and I jerked a massive load. Bill came on the carpet.
It was with some reluctance that I packed up my stuff and said my goodbyes.
Back home, dad welcomed me with open arms and a twinkle in his eye, as if he knew what I'd been up to. He helped me in with my bag and put the kettle on. Sat, naked, having a cup of tea, he mentioned that Bill had phoned, thanking him for sending me to be their plaything. I've always been very candid with dad, no secrets, so I told him about the fun times I'd had. I could feel my cock rising, and I sensed dad's was doing the same, so with the tea finished, I sat on his knee and we kissed deeply. "Let's go to bed", he whispered, so I followed like the dutiful son I was, to his room. I noticed another wardrobe and chest of drawers had been added, "I though it would be nice if we slept together, less laundry, so I've moved you in with me" That suited me fine, as I was desperate to repay his kindness of letting me stay with his brother. I sat on the bed, sucking him, thinking how similar his dick was to his brother's, then I pulled him on top of me. Back in my father's arms, I felt warm and safe. We lay there for ages, me telling him about the shags I'd had, and that I'd even topped once. We turned on our sides, facing one another, "You mean the absolute world to me", he said, as we kissed some more and rubbed our bodies together. "You're the best dad in the world", I said, returning the compliment, "I want you to fuck me as slowly as possible. I want it to last forever". With that, he pulled me on top of him, and I slid down his shaft. I stayed there, kissing him, our tongues swirling together, before I began to ride him with tiny movements. Every now and then, I climbed off and sucked him some more to make it last. We rolled over onto our sides, with him taking me from behind, but we still kept the pace down for as long as we could. Eventually, carnal desire took over and he upped the pace. I spilled my cum onto the sheet as he rubbed on my prostate. I then felt his warm milk flood into me. We stayed coupled until he plopped out, when I turned and kissed him, thanking him once again.
We had a bit of supper, and had an early night. It was Sunday next day. We'd been up, showered and had breakfast. Over mid morning coffee, he looked up at me and said, "You know what Paul? I've been thinking about what you said last night,..... about topping. I haven't had anyone in my ass since I was your age, and I'd really like you to do it to me". I thought for a nanosecond and responded that I'd love to. We went back to our bed. I wouldn't describe myself as versatile, but having been fucked so many times by different people, I knew what real men liked. I told him to lie back and relax. I massaged his front from head to toe, then turned him over and did the same. When I got to his ass cheeks, I pulled them apart, and kissed, licked and blew on his hole until he begged me to fuck him. I now positioned myself over him and let my cock slide through his ring. He gasped. I fucked my dad the way I like to be fucked, long and slow, stopping to dribble more saliva onto him. We turned over and I remounted him missionary, humping and tossing him at the same time. As I got close, he took over wanking duties and I upped the tempo. I was amazed at the amount of cum he blew. It spurred me on to shag harder, and delivered my babies. Lying there in post coital bliss, he said, "Who the fuck needs women", and we kissed again.
