Date: Sat, 18 Sep 2021 22:57:31 +0100 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Dr. Mike, My Dad and Me - Pt 10 Dr. Mike, My Dad and Me – Part 10 Gay, incest, cousins If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * Once we arrived, it was pretty easy to get the place ready for our stay. All we needed to do was bring in the coolers and bring two rockers outside. Tony started to unpack his bag in the bedroom I usually stayed in so I asked him about it. "Wouldn't you rather sleep in the big bed in the other room?" "Nah, I always stay in here. You can take the big bed." "But I always sleep in here too. Should we just share the room?" Tony answered with a shrug and replied, "I guess we could share the room." I agreed and proceeded to unpack my bag, filling the drawers of one dresser. He unpacked and filled the other. Once that was done, Tony asked what I wanted to do. I suggested we take a hike. He thought that sounded like a great idea, so we grabbed a couple of water bottles and headed out. When we returned, we were both soaked with sweat, so I suggested we cool off in the lake. We got undressed on the front porch, hanging our clothes up as we went. I was naked first so I was able to take a subtle inventory of my cousins body: hairy chest, flat but hairy stomach, nice hairy arms and legs. And when Tony shucked his underwear, I couldn't help but take a peek at that too. And what I saw caused me to say, "Ah fuck!" He looked at me and asked, "What? Do I have a tick on me?" He began to look over his body for whatever I'd seen that made me say that. "No, not a tick." I was shaking my head when he asked again, "Then what?" "Dammit... it's your dick. It's fucking huge and it's not fucking fair!" He looked down at his own and then at mine and remarked, "Well, I guess it is bigger than yours but yours is a good size too!" "Don't patronize me, Tony. Yours is almost as big as Grandad's. I bet you have girls lined up around the block waiting to get fucked by you." Having said that I started walking toward the lake, not caring if he followed or not. "Wait, Jack..." I heard him say as he caught up with me, "if it makes you feel any better some of them think it's too big." That stopped me in my tracks. "Any girl who doesn't love to get fucked by a nice guy like you who just happens to have a dick as big as yours is an idiot." That made him smile and say, "Thanks, Jack. That's nice of you to say... really. It means a lot to me." He laid his hand on my shoulder then we started walking toward the lake again while he continued to talk. "Being rejected over and over for something I can't change is a real blow to my confidence." "I'm sorry, Tony. I really am." "This may shock you, but I do get hit on all the time by guys. In fact, I have slept with plenty of them. I mean, they don't seem to have a problem with my size. Do you find that shocking?" "I don't find that shocking at all. I have to ask though if you call them afterwards." "I'm very upfront with them. I love sex but I'm not interested in a relationship right now, male or female." "And how many of these guys accept that?" He chuckled and replied, "Not a lot, surprisingly." "We will continue this later, I promise... but now I need to get wet." I grabbed his hand and dragged him as I ran to the end of the dock and jumped into the cool, clear water. When I surfaced, Tony was just a few feet away sputtering but smiling. "A little warning next time would be nice," he said. I laughed and replied, "You always have to be on your toes with me when it comes to this lake." I didn't explain further, just swam away from him. He quickly joined me as we swam toward the middle. Then I pointed at the shore and started swimming back. We walked out and then back onto the dock. I suggested we lay out to dry off naturally since neither one of us had thought to bring towels with us to the lake. That's when I started our previous conversation back up again, "Have you talked to anyone, besides me, about your predicament?" "Well, I'd usually talk to Dad about things but not about this." "May I ask why?" "Because I don't think he'd understand. He and Mom want certain things for me and that means getting my degree, getting a job, getting married and then having kids, in that order." "I get it. Let me ask you this... do you kiss the guys you sleep with?" "Of course! Sometimes the kissing is the best part of having sex." I smiled at that. "I mean I have a lot more in common with guys than with girls of course, but I love tits and pussy too." "Do you suck dick and fuck assholes?" "Yeah, of course." "Do you enjoy it?" "Absolutely." "So you're saying you have more in common with guys, you have sex with them and you enjoy it, which includes kissing, but you love tits and pussy too." He nodded. "So if you had to give percentages, guys versus girls, what do think you'd say... 50/50, 60/40?" I watched him as he thought about it and then he answered, "If you'd asked me yesterday, I'd have said 60% girls versus 40% guys. Does that surprise you?" "No, not at all. I'd say I'm 90/10, guys versus girls. Does that surprise you?" He chuckled, saying, "Yeah, a little. I always thought of you as 100% gay. You know... now that we've talked, I feel comfortable saying I'd have to reverse those numbers... 40% girls and 60% guys. Are you shocked?" "I guess so, yeah." My stomach chose that moment to grumble so I suggested we go in and get some lunch. I went into the bedroom, threw on some gym shorts, as did he, then we went into the kitchen to rummage through the coolers for something to eat. After lunch I was extremely tired and told Tony that I was going to take a nap. He said he was going to sit out on the porch and think about everything we'd discussed. When I woke up, I grabbed a protein bar and went in search of Tony. I found him where I'd left him, rocking on the porch. "Whatcha doin'?" I asked as I sat down in the rocker next to him. He answered, "Thinking." "Still?" I asked, chuckling. "Ha ha, I know what you're implying... `Still thinking? What could Big Dick Tony still be thinking about for so long?'" "Fuck you, asshole!" "What? I thought you'd be happy to call me Big Dick Tony now." I shook my head vigorously saying, "Oh hell no! I'm not calling you Big Dick Tony ever!" "Okay, how about BDT for short?" "No, asshole!" "Okay then... how about whenever you call me asshole I'll know you're really calling me Big Dick Tony?" "Fuck you, ass... never mind." He laughed and I had to join him. Then, to change the subject, I asked, "So what are we supposed to do for the rest of the day?" "Just chill, I guess. Why?" "I don't know. Hey... do you think I could have a beer? I saw that you brought some and Dad never lets me have one." "I don't know. You might get drunk and try to hit on me. You know because of my big dick and everything." "Shut up. Can I have one or not?" "Yeah, sure." I got up and fetched us a couple. When I sat back down, I handed him one and took a swig from the other. "What do you and Uncle John do when you come up here?" "We read books that we bring with us." "What kind of books do you like to read, Jack?" "Gay romance novels." "Really? That's a thing?" "Yeah, it's a thing." "Did you happen to bring two books?" "No, I didn't. Sorry." "That's okay. It was just a thought." "You could download a book onto your phone if you wanted." "I guess. What are you reading?" "It's a Sci-Fi story. Do you like Sci-Fi?" "No, that's way too nerdy." "Okay, how about a baseball story where a player falls in love with the team physical therapist?" "That sounds interesting." I showed him which one I was talking about and helped him download it. We sat on the porch, rocking and reading. It was nice. And when it was too dark to read outside, we went in and ate then read some more. Eventually, we got tired and decided to go to bed. While we were laying there, trying to get to sleep, I asked him about his book. He told me he liked it. It was real and he really wanted the characters to get past the misunderstanding and get back together in the end. He asked if they did but I wouldn't tell him whether they did or not because I didn't want to spoil it for him. Then out of the blue he asked, "I was just thinking... when you said that I was almost as big as Grandad that must have meant that you've seen Grandad's dick." "Well yeah. I mean he does live with us." "Have you seen your Dad's too?" "Of course, lots of times. Have you seen your Dad's?" "Yeah, lots of times." It seemed like there was something he really wanted to ask but was afraid to, so I just waited for him to get around to it, however long that might take. "How about your Dad's boyfriend? Have you seen his too?" "Yeah, and he's uncut." "Really? I've never been with a guy who still had his foreskin." "It's sexy. Alex and his Dad are uncut too." "You've seen Alex's dad's dick?" "Yeah." I turned to him and continued, "If I tell you something, you have to promise not to tell anyone and I mean anyone. Promise?" "Yeah, of course. I'll take it to my grave. Good enough?" I nodded. Then he added, "Now spill." "Okay, well Alan, that's Alex's dad, and Alex had a pool party for all of us. A kind of `get to know the in-laws' party. After Dad and Mike left, that just left Grandad and me. I was staying in Alex's room..." "You were fucking." "Yes. Anyway, Alex had fallen asleep..." "You had worn him out." "Yes. I was hungry, so I went to the kitchen to get some leftovers from the party. But I saw something I wasn't supposed to. Grandad was leaning back against the fridge getting a blowjob from Alan." "Wow, that sounds hot! Wait... how did you see Grandad's dick if Alan was sucking it?" "He told Alan to stop, then had him turn around and bend over. I saw them both." "Grandad was going to fuck Alan, right there in the kitchen?" "Yeah... and he did." "Wow! Did you stay and watch till they came?" "I did. It was awesome. I even remember Alan thanking Grandad at one point." "He thanked him? That must have been some fuck!" "I can only imagine," I said, lying, because I knew exactly how it felt to get fucked by both men. "And neither one of them saw you?" "Nope." Another lie. We laid there, quietly for a few moments. I wasn't even sure if he was still awake and just as I was about to speak he broke the silence. "I don't know about you but all this cock talk has got me super horny." "Yeah, me too." "Wanna jerk off together?" he asked. "Yeah, that'd be great!" We both pulled back the sheets to reveal our swollen cocks. He said, "Nice boner, dude!" I chuckled and said, "Thanks, you too... BDT." Now it was his turn to chuckle. We each started stroking our throbbing pricks but I really wanted to stroke his cock myself. I didn't want to suggest it, but he must have read my mind because he said, "Do you wanna come over here? That way we could jerk each other off." I got up and started moving closer before I asked, "Are you sure you won't mind touching your gay cousin's cock?" "Not at all. In fact, I can't wait... now get over here!" I smiled, walked the few extra feet, climbed in and took his cock in my hand. It was even bigger than I had imagined. My hand wouldn't even fit all the way around his shaft. He grabbed mine and we began to jerk each other off. We were both so hot that I knew it wouldn't be long before I shot my load. I did try to warn him when I was close to coming though. "I'm close, Tone." "Me too, Jack." We sped up and before I knew it, I was over the edge screaming, "Ah fuck!" Tony wasn't far behind, "Ah fuck!" We came buckets all over each other, jerking and shuddering as we spewed our loads. I chuckled and once I could speak again, I said, "That was intense. Thanks, man." "Ditto, buddy." Then I did something I wasn't sure how he would react to. I lifted my cum covered hand to my lips and licked. "How does it taste?" he asked. "Not bad," I answered. Then he tasted mine. "How does it taste?" I asked. "Not bad... pretty good actually." "Thanks. Stay here. I'll get some towels." I came back and cleaned us both up, then went back to my bed. "Night, Tony." "Night, Jack." (To be continued in Part 11)