I had just been fucked by my dad with mum watching on as usual, when, in all innocence, I asked, "Have I any relatives I have yet to meet? I know I should look outside of the family, but it's so easy and convenient." Dad thought for a while, and then said, "Well son, we should have told you years ago, but never found the right time." Intrigued, I said, "Go on." "I'm your mum's second husband, we married when you were a baby. I'm actually your step dad, if that makes sense. "So that means us having sex together isn't incest?" "Exactly." I pondered this new information, finding it hard to get my head round, but finally asked, "Do I have any siblings or half siblings?" "Yes, two older brothers, an older sister and a half brother" 'Bloody hell, you've been busy' I thought. "I'd like to meet them, if that's okay?" "We lost touch when I married your mum, they disapproved, but I'll see what I can do."
A few days later, we were sat at the kitchen table. "Hey", dad said, "I have some news for you, I have found Rodney on Instagram and contacted him. He's married and I'm a grandad. He said he'd love to meet you." "Great", I replied, even though he must be straight, I would love to see him." The following evening, dad handed me Rod's phone number. I went to my bedroom and excitedly tapped in his number to my phone, and sent him a message, adding xx at the end. A reply came back almost immediately, with a picture of him and his family. The resemblance was clear, an older version of myself. The only problem being that they lived over 100 miles away. Nevertheless, they invited me to spend a weekend with them, I replied, saying I'd come at the end of the month, enclosing a semi naked picture of myself.
The next weeks dragged, but finally I'd been paid and could afford the fuel. I left early Saturday morning. With little traffic, I made good time, arriving around 11.00. Rod greeted me like the long lost brothers we were, and introduced me to Jilly, his wife, and their toddler, Sam. They showed me to the spare bedroom and I chucked my backpack on the bed. Over lunch we tried to catch up, so many years had passed. He said he now regretted falling out with dad, and maybe this would kick start the relationship. During the afternoon, we chilled with some beer, and gradually, the alcohol loosened my tongue. They asked if I were in a relationship. I looked down at the floor and said, "Of sorts." That was it. They pressured me and I confessed to my incest with my cousins, (I left mum and dad out of it, I didn't want to freak them). "Oh, don't worry", it must run in the family. Being so young, you have relatives you don't know about. Before I married, I had sex with several of them." My eyes widened, "Go on" "I lost my virginity to Mary, who seduced me in her bedroom with her parents downstairs, and even had sex with our cousin, Gordon out across the fields, so yes, I've done it all, but not for a long time." He held Jilly's hand and she kissed him on the cheek, while I shuffled, trying to make my erection more comfortable. Seeing me looking so awkward, Rod said, "Come over here. "I wasn't sure where this was leading, but did as I was told. "I have to go shopping. I'll take Sam with me", Jilly said, knowing what her husband wanted to do. She left.
By ourselves, Rod said, "I haven't had gay sex in years, but you have relit the candle, if you're up for it?" I answered by kissing him and stroking his crotch. I couldn't believe my luck. We went to my bedroom and were soon both naked, rolling around on the bed. Between kisses, he said, "I don't have any lube, I'll have to use spit." I was past caring, I just wanted his dick inside me. I lay on my back with my legs up to my chest and he rimmed me. "Go on, Bro'. fuck me". and he did. He may not have had gay sex in years, but he knew how to service me, Jilly was a lucky lady. We shagged in every which way, with me cumming twice before he bred me. "That was great, best sex in a long time", he said. We dressed and were back downstairs before Jilly returned. After dinner, we spent the evening watching TV, and they showed me some old photos. I lay in bed, listening to them making love next door.
The following morning, he gave me Dennis's address, my other brother, "You'll be pleased to know that he is gay and lives not far away, with his husband. I've already told them you would be round this afternoon." 'Fuck me', I thought, 'what next?' I found their place, a three bedroom semi and nervously rang the bell. Dennis answered it, with Rob, his husband, behind him. He kissed me on the doorstep. and showed me into a minimalist lounge. They were 16 years older than me, but still fit as fuck. On the mantlepiece was the wedding photo. I recognised Rod, and a woman looked familiar, but I said nothing.
Over lunch, we chatted, me trying to get to grips with a side of the family I never knew existed. In the lounge, they occupied a sofa and I sat in an armchair opposite. I noticed Rob stroking Dennis's thigh, and then they kissed, giving me a hard on. They carried on snogging as if I wasn't there. Rob beckoned me over and we had a three way snog. Tops came off, and I sucked their nipples. "Come on, let's go to bed", Rob said. Upstairs and naked, we kissed and soon all had a cock in our mouths, It was just a question of who would get fucked. It was me. Dennis produced lube and Rob put his knob in my mouth. With my ankles on my brother's shoulders, he eased into me. They leaned over and kissed as Dennis began to pump and Rob face fucked me. I took myself in hand. On and on they went, adding more lube. I'd already cum before Rod filled my mouth and Dennis fired inside me. Staying naked, we went downstairs for more beer.
They had booked a restaurant for the evening meal, then to a pub, walking home slightly pissed. That night I slept with Dennis. It was Monday morning, I phoned work and told them I was ill. Having showered, we went back to bed, where they took it in turns to fuck me senseless. I drove home with cum bubbling out of me every time I farted.
Next day in work, I feigned having a cough and cold. The boss sent me home, not wanting others to catch it. I slept for the rest of the day.
