I hoped my sexual 'depravity' would remain a secret, but it was not to be. I came home from work one evening to find my parents waiting for me, smiling. It turned out that they had both slept with cousins, and dad had been fucked by his brother, Jack my uncle, Jimmy's father, but it had petered out before I was born. Jimmy had told his dad about us, and it was now going round the family like gossip. Jimmy invited me over again, this time when his parents were home. We had dinner, washed down with wine, during which I was gently probed by them. Jack seemed quite boastful about his incest with brothers, sisters, and cousins. "We grew up in an isolated rural area, where we either had sex with each other, or no one", was his explanation. I replied, "It just sort of happened. I'm glad it did, with both Jimmy and Cindy, but maybe I'll find someone outside of the family". Probed further, I admitted that I found gay sex the biggest turn on. Auntie Jean said her own dad took her virginity.
All this talk of sex got everyone aroused, and I could sense that something was about to explode. We adjourned to the lounge, where Jimmy and I sat together on a sofa. More wine was poured and Jimmy rubbed my thigh. "Go on, son, mum and me want to watch you do it". I was both shocked and turned on. Being unused to an audience, I blushed like a schoolgirl. Jimmy and I kissed, tops came off, and he kissed my nipples, making them stand out and harden. We shuffled out of our jeans. I was pleased to see that Jimmy had dispensed with underwear. We kissed some more and stroked one another. By now Jack was also gently masturbating and Jean had removed her knickers and was fingering herself. I tried not to look. At Jimmy's say so, we dropped to the carpet in a heap, and carried on snogging. I was lost in lust and the Queen cold have been watching for all I cared. Jimmy went down on me, licking and sucking my balls and shaft. I let him take control. He lifted my legs up and worked his tongue along my crack and slobbered over my ring. Oblivious to his parents, he bent me double, lined himself up, and eased in. Precum dripped onto my face. Jimmy fucked me with long slow strokes, giving Jack and Jean a good view. By now, Jack had taken his trousers off, Jean had removed her skirt, and was frigging. Jimmy was relentless, enjoying being in the spotlight, and kept pulling up, spitting on my hole, and plunging back in. We rolled over and I straddled him, so I was now controlling the speed and depth. I looked Jack straight in the face as I bounced on his son, all embarrassment gone. Jimmy thrust up into me and I sensed he was getting close, so I jerked and hit him in the eye with my first blast, several more hit his face and chest. Jack came over and added his semen to mine. Jimmy went faster and deeper, but pulled out to add more cum to my face, making it a shiny mess. Jean was using two fingers to frig, with the other hand on her clitoris, swearing like mad when she climaxed. With us all spent, we sat back recovering, and had yet more wine, so that I was unsafe to drive, so I stopped the night, I could have had the spare bedroom, but chose to sleep with Jimmy. At some point in the night, he went to the bathroom for a piss. When he returned, we spooned, and somehow my dick found its way inside him. I'd never topped, but nature guided me was I held his waist. He managed to twist his head enough to kiss while we copulated. Being my first time, it didn't take long. I said sorry and gave him a blow job, and we went back to sleep. In the morning, I thought I had dreamt it, but my sticky cock told me otherwise. We had a lie in and heard Jack and Jean fucking in the next bedroom, it made us hard, but had nothing left to give. As I waved goodbye, I knew I would return soon.
Back home, my parents wanted to hear all about it, but I wanted to sleep first, and slept soundly till teatime. After we had eaten, we sat in the front room. Dad couldn't wait, "Go on son, spill the beans". Even mum piped up that if I didn't tell them, Jack or Jimmy would. I slowly explained what had happened the previous evening. I tried to avoid the worst of it, but they insisted I told the truth, "Speak up and stop muttering", so I caved in. To my shock and horror, I had an erection as I recalled the events, and I could see my parents getting excited. 'Oh fuck', I thought, 'What have I let myself in for?' Dad came over to me and put his arm round my waist, "It's okay, what happens in the family...". He turned my head, and we kissed like lovers. "Come on", he said, "I haven't had a man since your uncle. We went to his bed, with mum following on. It's all a blur, but we ended up naked in bed together, kissing and cuddling like boyfriends. Mum had also stripped, and was sat in an armchair, fingers in her cunt, watching. Dad went down on me, giving me perfect head, then positioned himself above me, and I slipped inside. Here I was, dad on top of me, with mum masturbating. Instinctively, I took dads cock and began wanking it as he rode me. "You're amazing", he said complimenting me as he rode me faster. I thrust up to meet him, I knew it would take much longer. He blew his load over me, and his tightening ring caused me to cum. Mum had lost control and orgasmed. From then on, I fucked my dad at least once a week, and sometimes mum as well.
You will have to wait and see what other skeletons are in the cupboard.
