Something to Be Thankful For

Previously...

After a few more thrusts, my father drove his cock deep into me, and I felt his cock spasming, pumping shot after shot of his hot seed deep in my guts. Once he was finally done, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. We were both slick with sweat. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him tight against me.

At that moment, I heard a sound come from the direction of the still-open door. Shit!! We hadn’t heard the front door open. Had someone stayed behind? Dad must have heard the noise as well, because he tensed up and then rolled off of me. My view now unobstructed, I saw that Andrés, my bodybuilder uncle, was standing in the door.

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“Andrés, I …” my dad started before trailing off.

My uncle stared each of us in turn, and we sat there frozen, not sure what was about to happen. Would he tell my mother? Would he start yelling, telling us how wrong this was? No, as it turned out. After a moment of silence that seemed to stretch on forever, his hands moved toward the waistband of his pants. He unbuttoned them and pulled down the zipper. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. Out flopped the largest cock I’d ever seen, impossibly even thicker than my dad’s, at least toward the base. I looked back up at his face.

“My turn,” he almost growled and then began pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his muscled, tattoo-covered torso.

I may never have thought about my dad in a sexual way before two weeks ago, but Uncle Andrés had definitely featured in my fantasies. Even now, at eighteen, I felt like a child next to his enormous girth.

“Come here,” he said in his deep, commanding voice, dropping his pants to the floor.

I obeyed, walking over to him and sinking down onto my knees. I didn’t wait for further instructions. I just grabbed his rapidly hardening cock and tried to fit the head in my mouth. I couldn’t. It was just too big. So, I settled for running my tongue inside his foreskin, really reveling in his taste. His skin was salty, and he smelled of cum, like he had beat off earlier that day and hadn’t showered since.

I started running my tongue up and down his shaft while playing with his balls with my left hand. He threw his head back, enjoying the sensation and grunting in appreciation. I moved down to his balls, taking each ball in my mouth in turn, and began stroking his cock with my right hand. I then returned to licking the head of his cock while continuing to stroke his shaft. I couldn’t even get my hand all the way around it. As I pumped his cock, he began leaking precum, and I eagerly swallowed it.

Suddenly, he grabbed me around my shoulders and roughly lifted me back up to my feet. He then turned me around, ordered me to lean forward and spread my legs, and lined his cock up with my hole. I was still stretched out from Dad’s cock and lubed up with his cum, so it didn’t hurt when Uncle Andrés entered me, even though the head of his cock was larger than Dad’s cock. The stretch actually felt good. In fact, as he buried more and more of his member in me and I made my way down toward the much wider base, my own dick started throbbing. I realized I loved the stretching sensation I was feeling. Finally, I felt him bottom out. His pubes were pressing up against my ass, and my hole was stretched tight over the base of his cock, the widest it had ever been. He began pounding me. Hard.

By this point, Dad had moved to sit on the end of the bed, watching the scene unfold. I leaned down more and was able to get my head level with his dick. I grabbed his soft cock and put it in my mouth, tasting the mixture of ass and cum on the tip. As I moved my tongue over the head of his dick, he started to get hard again. It wasn’t long before he was at full mast, and I was once again deep throating him. With every one of my uncle’s thrusts, my dad’s cock was driven down my throat. It was fucking heaven.

After a while of this, my uncle asked my dad if he wanted a turn, and they swapped places. Once again, my dad invaded my ass, pounding me deeper than my uncle. Uncle Andrés, in full dom mode, started shoving his cock in my mouth and actually somehow managed to get its head fully inside. My jaw was open so wide that it almost hurt, but I didn’t mind because I was so turned on. I’m sure my teeth were scraping his cock, but that only seemed to turn him on more. Meanwhile, my dad had started shoving fingers in my looser hole alongside his dick—first one, then two, then three. I just wanted more. I knew I could take it.

At some point, my dad pulled out, and Uncle Andrés reclined on the bed with his arms over his head. I climbed on top of him and began to ride him. I bounced up and down on his cock, angling myself so that it was hitting my prostate hard. I started leaking precum like crazy, and it pooled on his muscular stomach. I took in the sight of him, his huge ink-covered chest, his large nipples, his extremely handsome face. His head was thrown back in pleasure, and I watched his abs contract as he began thrusting up to meet me every time I plunged down onto his cock.

I leaned over and laid my head on his massive pecs while he pounded me. He was glistening with sweat, and I began to lick it off his pecs and tease his nipple with my tongue. He reached down with his right hand and began guiding my head toward his armpit. 

“Get in there, boy. See what a man smells like.”

He flexed his enormous bicep, which was practically the size of my head, and I buried my nose in his pit and inhaled his musk. As I did so, he started fucking me harder. I kissed his bicep and bathed his pit with my tongue, tasting the salt of his sweat. I wanted to devour him. Just then, he grabbed me by the hair, pulled my head toward his own, and kissed me hard. Our tongues tangled as he tasted his own body on my lips.

When he let go of my hair, I sat up and noticed that my dad had migrated to the side of the bed and was watching the scene with hunger in his eyes.

“You like having your hole abused like this, Son?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” I replied.

He and my uncle exchanged a meaningful look, and then my uncle ordered me to spin around on his cock so I was facing away from him.

“Lean back,” he commanded once I’d obeyed.

I did as I was told, lying back completely on top of my uncle with my legs in the air. He grabbed my thighs and started thrusting into me while he held me stationary. My dad leaned over us and kissed me while he ran his fingers around the rim of my asshole, feeling my uncle’s thick cock penetrating me.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered in my ear.

I nodded, not quite sure what he had in mind but ready for anything. He left the room and returned with lube. He then climbed onto the bed so that he was kneeling between my uncle’s legs, lubed up his cock, and leaned over me again, his face so close to mine that our lips were almost touching. My uncle stopped thrusting but kept his dick lodged in my ass.

“You’ve got this,” Dad said. Then he kissed me again.

As he did so, I felt the head of his cock pressing against my already stretched and stuffed hole. I couldn’t believe this was happening. He pressed forward, and I felt him start to slide inside of me. I’d enjoyed the stretch of my uncle’s cock, but this was something else. It hurt. How the fuck was he going to fit his massive cock inside me together with my uncle’s monster?

Obviously feeling me tense up, my dad broke the kiss and said, “Just breathe.”

I did, and then, as we stared into each other’s eyes, he pushed forward bit by bit. After he finally made it past my sphincter, he paused, allowing me to get used to the insane feeling of having my hole stretched tightly around their two cocks. Eventually, the pain went away, and I was elated. They were both inside me, a feat I’d thought impossible.

“Good boy,” he said.

I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. We kissed deeply, his tongue again exploring my mouth, and as he did so, he slid the rest of his length inside me. I felt so incredibly full. He straightened back up, grinned at me, and then started gently thrusting. At first, he could move only a little, since my hole had clamped down on the two of them. But the more he fucked me, the more relaxed my hole became. I focused on the natural scent of their bodies, the smell of sweat, and the smell of my dad’s cum, and I imagined what it must look like as their cocks invaded my ass, my colon stretched wide to accommodate them. It turned me on and made me want it more and want it harder.

Before I knew it, my uncle was able to start moving as well, and I could feel them pistoning in and out of me in alternation, their cocks rubbing against each other as they slid against the walls of my guts. I thought about all the precum they were probably leaking into my ass.

“Fuck yeah,” I said. “Give it to me harder.”

In response to this encouragement, my dad started thrusting with increasing force, eventually pulling his cock out almost completely before slamming back in to the hilt. I started moaning and begging them to destroy my ass. My hole got so sloppy that Dad could pull his cock out entirely and slide it back in in one smooth motion.

“Let’s switch positions. Why don’t you ride us?” Dad suggested.

I climbed off of Uncle Andrés, and he and my dad positioned themselves so that they were both lying on their backs with their cocks pressed up against each other. I squatted over them, grabbed their cocks with both hands to hold them together, and lowered myself onto them. I kept forcing myself down toward the wider base of my uncle’s cock until I felt the rim of my hole resting against his pubes. It was the greatest stretch I’d felt yet. I couldn’t help but wonder how big my hole looked now.

I started bouncing up and down on their cocks, raising myself up and then slamming back down hard. I could feel the impact in my stomach.

“Fuck yeah,” Uncle Andrés growled. “You like having your uncle’s and daddy’s dicks up your ass, boy? You like how wide we’re stretching your hole?”

“Yes, sir!”’

“Bounce on those dicks!”

I was insatiable, fucking myself with their cocks as hard as I could, moaning and cursing. I kept this up until my legs started to give out and I was out of breath.

“Lay on the floor and get your legs over your head,” my uncle ordered. “We’re going to fill you with cum and make sure it goes deep.”

I did as told, lying on my back on the rug and then hoisting my legs up over my head. Uncle Andrés and Dad stood over me, chest to chest, each holding one of my thighs. They then pushed their cocks into my ass side by side, smashing their pelvises together to make it work. Their muscles rippled as they started fucking me as one. My dad looked up at my uncle and grinned, and my uncle leaned in and kissed him. They started making out as they pounded me from above, and I could feel both their cocks get harder in response to the utter wrongness of the situation. I started stroking my cock, which was rock hard.

My uncle broke the kiss. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum.”

“Me too,” my dad said breathlessly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuucckkk,” Uncle Andrés said.

Then he grabbed the back of my dad’s head with his free hand and kissed him. When he did, he exploded, and my dad followed a moment later. They pumped load after load of hot cum into my ass, with gravity driving their seed deeper into my guts. It was all too much, and it sent me over the edge. I had the best orgasm of my life and shot after shot of my cum landed on my face, getting in my mouth, up my nose, and in my hair (but somehow missing my eyes).

We stayed frozen like that for a few moments, and then both men pulled out and sank onto the bed. I let my legs fall. I could feel cool air in my ass and knew I must still be gaping. I lay there grinning. This was the best thing that had ever happened to me. The sex had been mind-blowing. I looked over at my dad and uncle and saw they were grinning too.

My uncle got up and came over to me, offering me a hand. I took it, and he pulled me to my feet.

“You’re a hot fuck, you know that?” he said.

I grinned wider.

He wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me close and kissed me passionately. Then he let go and walked toward the door.

“I’ve gotta piss,” he said as he left.

I was half tempted to follow him, but I figured I’d save some experiences for another time. Instead, I went and sat down on the edge of the bed next to my dad.

“Guess we really need to change the sheets now, huh?” I said.

Dad laughed. “I’d say so.”

“Where are the sheets really?”

“In the linen closet,” he chuckled. “But you should probably get cleaned up so you don’t start leaking cum everywhere. I’ll take care of the sheets.”

He had a point; as I stood back up, I could feel their combined cum start to trickle from my ass and down my leg. Uncle Andrés was in the guest bathroom, so I made my way to my parents’ room and stepped into their shower—the place that started it all, I guess. As the water ran down my back, I began to reflect on all that had happened. I found it hard to wrap my mind around it all. It was like a dream. I’d gotten the thing I’d most desired since I’d first seen my naked. I didn’t know what would happen from there or how things would change, but I knew my life and my relationship with Dad and Uncle Andrés would never be the same. Maybe this should have made me nervous, but I regretted nothing. I had had what might end up being one of the hottest experiences of my life with people that I love, and I felt a deeper connection with my dad than we’d ever had before. I now had something to truly be thankful for.

After I finished my shower and dried off, I realized just how tired I was. As hot as that had all been, it had also taken a lot of energy. So, I decided I’d turn in a little early. I said goodnight to Dad, who said he’d probably hit the hay too, and we agreed we’d talk tomorrow. I told Uncle Andrés goodnight too and then crawled into bed, where I quickly fell asleep replaying the evening’s events in my head.