Since it was legal, I'd had sex with my father, brothers and others hundreds of times, and loved it especially if there was an audience. I was proud of my body, and my ability to put on a show. But the best sex was with my family, and Jack in particular, with whom I'd shared a bed for so many years. Our dicks are identical, uncut, 7" and fat. We shave each other's balls to make them nicer to suck. This would invariably lead to a blow job.
At the back of the barn, we had stacked some bales to form a little cave. We went down there whenever the weather was bad, listening to the rain hammering on the corrugated tin roof. Soon, we'd be kissing and cuddling, fumbling with flies. We seldom wore underwear when working. If it was cold, it would just be oral and a hand job, but we liked to take our time, kissing each bit of flesh as it came into view. Jack loved his toes sucked, I had a thing about the inside of my thighs. I liked to lay Jack on his front and kiss/lick from him from neck to the base of his spine, then up from his legs from his toes, till I reached his crack, pulling his cheeks apart to rim him. He would push back, so that my tongue went passed his ring. I would then enter him, but rather than just fuck, I'd lie on top of him, our warm bodies melding together, before rolling onto my back. It was his turn, kissing my face and neck, then to my nipples, then on down the trail to my bush. I'd open my legs, precum leaking from me as he nibbled my thighs. Lifting my legs up, he'd lick my scrotum, and on round to my hole, teasing me until I begged to be fucked. He'd turn me round again, so we could sixty-nine, then rim me some more. Once he had mounted me, he lie there, kissing, before slowly starting to fuck. He'd roll off me onto his back, and I'd straddle him, riding and jerking. When I came, I scooped it up and fed it to him. Once I'd climbed off him, he'd wank over my face. True brotherly love. We could make love for hours, never tiring of pleasuring one another.
It was a lovely Summer's evening. Work was done for the day and we were relaxing on the back lawn with a beer. Dad and Jimmy were in deck chairs, Jack and lay on the grass watching the sky turn red as the sun went down. We had our old, torn T-shirts and cut-offs on. Pretty soon, we were petting. Dad and my brother watched as our tops came off. With all the manual work, our bodies were in prime condition, defined abs and washboard stomachs. I leaned down, kissing a nipple and tweaking the other. My hand slid over his tummy and undid the top button of his shorts. He shuffled out of them. For once he was wearing boxers, and a damp patch had already appeared. Dad and Jimmy had their dicks out, my cock was straining for release. Jack forced a hand down the back of my shorts and fingered my hole. The button pinged off the shorts, Jack eased them down. My pole was already out the leg of my very tatty pants, that I only kept to wank into. I ripped Jack's boxers off in retaliation. His fat dick stood out from his shaved sack. We moved round into a sixty-nine and his fingers found a hole in the seat of my worn briefs an ripped them apart, exposing my butt. He licked a finger and inserted it, making my cock jerk, but I carried on sucking. We moved around so he could rim me some more and open me up. I leaned on my elbows and knees with my bum in the air and felt him at my backdoor. I groaned as he slipped inside. Dad and Jimmy were now playing with each other. Jack pulled out and I straddled him. As I leaned forward to kiss him, I felt Dad's big cock pushing in alongside his son. Jimmy gave me his dick to suck. I'm being face fucked at one end, and double fucked at the other, when Uncle Stanley walked in. It took him two seconds to drop his pants and give me another cock to suck. Jack couldn't really move under me, but Dad started pounding me, growling as he did so. He squirted inside me, and pulled out, cum dripping over Jack's balls. Before Jack could move, Jimmy took Dad's place and I was filled again, using Dad's cum as lube. His fucking was gentler and he kissed my neck tenderly. With my ring so tight, Jimmy came quickly, dripping more semen over Jack. I could lift myself up now, allowing Jack to thrust up into me. Sidney blasted down my throat. I rolled onto my back and Jack mounted me again. He knows how I like it, pulling right out and plowing back in. This way, he could last for ages, till my balls could take no more. The first jet cleared my head, the second landed in my mouth. My ring tightened, forcing Jack to give me a third load. I used the ripped pants to clean up my cum, but didn't bother getting dressed. We sat around supping beer. I felt very satisfied, but exhausted.
I suppose I may go on to find a girlfriend or boyfriend, but I can't see anyone replacing the love I have for Jack and the rest of the family. That's my story, I hope you have enjoyed it.
