Date: Thu, 7 Oct 2021 01:25:00 +0000 (UTC) From: H Smith Subject: Halloween at Home - incest - gay male Characters and events in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is completely coincidental. I guess to explain how we got to where we are; it's best to start at the beginning. When I was 20 I had my first son, Mike, with a girl I knocked up in a desperate attempt to prove that what I knew about myself wasn't true. We married because we both thought it was the right thing to do but we weren't happy. At least I wasn't. A year into it things weren't going so well, and I was starting to dream of a big life change when I learned that we had baby number 2 on the way. If things were strained before, they only got worse. No sooner had my wife gotten home from giving birth to Max when she informed me that she wanted out. She knew that I was gay. She didn't care but she wanted out -- not only from the marriage but the whole life. She admitted that she never wanted Mike or Max, didn't feel connected to them and wanted a fresh start, so she was leaving me with the kids and pursuing a relationship with a guy she'd been seeing over the past year. She'd even had a paternity test done when Max was born to confirm that he was mine, which he is. Mike was just turning 2 and they didn't have the closest bond, so her leaving would have little impact on him. She insisted that at some point in the future she might want to reconnect with them, and she would deal with their reaction at that time, whatever it might be. She never got the chance. Within three years I received word that she's passed of an accidental overdose. My whole focus was raising my two boys while also getting my life together. With a lot of support and plain hard work, I managed to pull it off. Tech and the internet have been very good for and to me -- we have a very nice life in LA. We have a sizable house with a pool and a completely private yard in a good neighborhood. Mike is a junior in college -- he opted to stay local, attend a state school and continue to live at home. Max has started his freshman year at the same school as Mike and turned 18 last week. The boys were raised fairly traditionally, with a few exceptions. Since it was just the three of us guys, we were a bit relaxed about certain things. Language, for instance. Although I always insisted that the boys watch their language in general, at home they were allowed more freedom in expressing themselves. Cuss words were okay and some trash talking was allowable but nothing insulting, demeaning or belittling. The only real thing sort of out of the ordinary is that none of us prefer to wear bathing suits in the pool. We all prefer to swim and sun nude and when we're alone, it happens quite often. But it's always limited to swimming and sunning only. Frankly, I always wished for more. I like being nude. That had been one of the many issues in my brief marriage. I liked being naked at home. She did not. My being naked tended to get her randy, but I wasn't interested in satisfying her. After she left, I was nude at home a lot. The boys took it in stride. Sometimes they might join in but never for long and once they started school, nudity at home stopped all together. Except for the pool. It was an understanding that existed between the three of us and it was never questioned or discussed. Oddly, Halloween turned out to be a family holiday for us. I was never a big fan of the day -- never really into costumes as a kid, I participated solely for the candy. But the boys are different. Both love this holiday above all others. They live for costumes and the hijinks associated with Halloween. Each year, on the Saturday before Halloween, we throw a big Halloween costume party for all their friends, followed by a smaller party on actual Halloween. The smaller party is usually just us three -- occasionally we invite one or two others -- it grew out of taking the kids trick or treating, then sitting around afterward inspecting candy, telling stories, playing lame games - apple bobbing, pin the tail on the donkey. As the boys got older and stopped trick or treating they insisted that the home party and games continue. And so, they did. "We up for the home party Wednesday night?" Max asked at breakfast on Monday morning, just after the big Saturday party. "You still want to do that? I thought Saturday would be enough." I answered, looking up from my iPad. Max looked surprised. "Saturday was great! But I still love our family party." After a minute he said quietly, "Now that I'm 18, I was thinking that maybe it might be different this year?" "How?" Mike came in and joined us at the table. "Well, now that I'm 18, there should be no restrictions." He smiled. I furrowed my brow in response. "What restrictions do you have now? Other than no driving if you're drinking and be home when you say you'll be home." Mike and Max looked at each other. I had a feeling that something was up. Although close their whole life, over the past six months they seem to have bonded much tighter than before. I thought it had to do with both being in college together. "Okay, booze isn't it." Mike said evenly. "We have a costume idea, but we don't know how you'll react." Interesting, I thought. "The party is at home and as long as no one gets hurt, I can't imagine what you two could come up with that would concern me." The boys shot each other another look. "oookay....", said Max, a bit mysteriously. Both boys dropped the subject and the day moved forward. Except in my mind. The pressure was on as far as I was concerned. They had something up their collective sleeve and I wasn't about to be left out. Plus, to some extent Max was right. He is 18 now and things could potentially be different around here. I didn't know how I was going to break the ice with them, but Halloween might be just the opportunity. My costume could be the key. What could I dress as that would communicate what I felt I needed to share with my sons? To what extend was I willing to go. I went back and forth, considering a number of options, then decided on what I thought was pretty outrageous -- a Magic Mike stripper at the end of his show. On Halloween, we typically kicked off the party with a meet up in the living room at 10:00pm, once the trick-or-treater candy train stopped, for a costume reveal and that was the plan this year. I work out regularly and at 39 I'm in top shape. 6'1, 190 lbs, ripped, tight and hairless. I'm in the gym every day. I'm tan all over and I remove all my body hair except for a five o'clock shadow just above my cock. With my buzzed hair and blue eyes, it seems to work. Closing in on 10pm on Halloween night, I was putting the finishing touches on my get up, which wasn't much. On top, a wide mesh top cropped just below my pecs. I might as well have been shirtless. Sneakers down below. And a red mesh G-string that had a tear-away waistband and an extremely sheer pouch that covered but also somehow managed to highlight my cock and balls. My flat, defined, hairless stomach was in a knot. A combination of nerves and, honestly, turning myself on a bit. As stupid as the get up was, I did look hot. But how will the guys react? "What the hell are you doing?" I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror. "They're gonna freak." But the more I thought about it the more I was willing to take the chance. If we ended up where I hoped we would, this would all be worth it. If we didn't, there'd be hell to pay for a bit, but I was confident that we'd get through it. I took another gulp of the vodka cranberry I was drinking, then stepped out onto the private balcony of my bedroom and took a couple of vape hits. The booze and the pot helped calm my nerves, but it also amplified the horniness that mixed in with the anxiety. At 10 on the dot I headed downstairs. The lights were dim in the living room and some high energy dance music was playing but not too loudly. As I walked into the room and crossed to the bar set up, the back strap of the G-string I had on rubbed against my hairless asshole. It wasn't unpleasant and looking down it had caused my cock to swell a bit and a small, clear bubble of pre-cum ooze from my cock slit and dampened the front of the G-string. Instinctively, I brushed my finger across the clear goop accumulating at my crotch, lifted my soaked fingertip to my mouth and sucked in the salty taste of myself. "Mmmm..." I said silently, reaching for a glass and pouring a second cocktail. Just as I was finishing up, I heard noises behind me. "There he is!" yelled Max. "What the hell...." I didn't turn around as I knew he could see my bare ass and I wanted to surprise him. "Get ready!" I announced as I spun around in all my glory. My heart dropped immediately, and my eyes went wide the second I turned. Mike and Max were standing across the room. Both had styled their hair in 70s styles. Both had on stretchy cotton headbands, mirrored aviators, and high-top running shoes. And that was it. Otherwise, both were as naked as the day they were born. Interestingly, the family resemblance is remarkable, of which we're all very aware. Both Mike and Max are equally as buff as I am, equally as all-over tanned, of course, and equally hairless. Mike has a cock beard similar to mine. Max is hard wood floor. "What the fuck!" I couldn't help myself. "We're 70s Streakers" explained Mike. And I responded, "I'm a Magic Mike dancer at the end of his show". The few seconds of silence that hung in the air felt unending, until we all three broke out in hysterical laughter. "Great costume, Dad!" Mike managed. "Hot!" agreed Max. "Oh my god! This is fucking ridiculous! I can't believe we had the same idea!" I laughed, crossing the room to the boys. As I approached Mike he put one hand on my shoulder. "There's only one thing wrong with your costume, Dad." "What's that, Mike?" "If you're at the end of your show, you wouldn't have this on." he explained, as he reached forward with the other hand and ripped one side of the Velcro closure on the G-string waistband, then the other and lifted the whole thing off. My semi-inflated cock with its slick, shiny head coated in pre-cum flopped out. We all three stood there looking at my dick, then up at each other. "Fuck, Dad, I never noticed before, but you've got quite a cock." Max said quietly and evenly, looking straight at me. Mike smirked. "We're all pretty lucky." I answered, looking first at Max, then at Mike, then back down to our collective man meat. Both boys had also started to inflate. "That we are!" stated Mike. "And if this continues, I think we're all going to see first-hand exactly how lucky each one of us is!" he laughed. I blushed. Max blushed. Mike blushed. And no one made a move. Except the three cocks on full display -- father and sons -- that continued to pulse and grow. "Well, boys, this comes with being naked sometimes. Guys get hard." I moved my eyebrows up and down at my two boys. For some reason, this encouraged all three of us to top out. Each of us standing there, fully erect in front of each other. "There!" stated Max, extending his hips a bit forward so that his fully erect, turgid dick stuck out a bit more. Without saying a word, Mike did the same, aligning his erect dick in tandem with his younger brother's. What choice did I have? Thrusting my own fat eight inches forward, I lined up with my boys. "Fuckers!" I growled at them, through my smile. In reality, I couldn't be prouder that my boys were hung and not at all embarrassed by what we were doing. Mike tossed the G-string and his sunglasses to a nearby chair. Max followed with his glasses. "You don't need that, Dad." Mike smiled at me. I shrugged the mesh top off and tossed it over to the same chair. Now I was down to just sneakers. Nude. With my boys. A second or two passed as we stood there facing each other. So much was going through my mind. Here were my hot sons, nude with erect cocks, just like me. I wanted to stay like this forever. I also wanted to drop to my knees and suck both my son's cocks until I was rewarded with a mouthful of hot man spooge from each. The sexual tension was palpable between us three and I was totally open to taking this wherever it led, but I wasn't sure about the boys. "Something to drink?" I asked to break the moment. We all three turned toward the bar and walked over, led by our hard cocks. By the time we got to the table, we'd all softened a bit, but it just made everyone look hotter. "Okay, why bare-assed?" I asked as we all prepped something to drink for ourselves. Max looked at Mike. "We've been looking for the right time." "What do you mean, right time?" Mike explained, "we've been talking about bringing this up but not sure how you'd react. Since it's just the three of us and we see each other naked by the pool already, and now that Max is 18, we're hoping you might be cool with us being naked more at home?". He finished sheepishly. Max didn't say a word. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I spat, far more aggressively than I ever intended to. Mike's eyes shot open. Max's smile dropped. I realized that they misunderstood. "Of course!". I said, evenly. Both boys looked at me, relief flooding their faces. "I have no problem with your being naked at home. Hell, I welcome it!" I started to laugh. "I was trying to figure out how to tell you that I wanted the exact same thing! That's why the stupid ass costume!" Through their combined laughter, Max said "Your costume isn't stupid. You look fucking hot! I can't believe that you want to be nude too!" "Always have wanted to but didn't know how you would react." "All this wasted time." Mike said, shaking his head. "What do you mean?" I asked. "We've been sneaking around for close to two years. We're always bare assed when you're not here. It's a fucking lot of work!" I laughed in response. "Shit, had I known! Getting dressed every morning before leaving my bedroom. Having to put a suit on when I left the pool!" I rolled my eyes. "No more! To being naked!" We clinked our glassed and drank to nudity. "Seriously" Max asked." You're okay with this?" We sat. Mike and Max next to each other on the sofa and me across from them on a chair. We all kicked off our shoes. Now we all were totally nude. And it wasn't at all weird. Fuck! It worked, I thought to myself. "Sure am. Truly mean it. But we should talk a bit about it. Here's what I think. House rules -- nudity anywhere at any time, as long as everyone agrees?" Both boys nodded. "Default is expect everyone naked at all times. If you need that changed for any reason, you need to call ahead and everyone accommodates, ok? "Again, nods all around. "A couple of other things. Now that Max is 18, I do want to relax things a bit. I know you both drink and you both handle it well. I'm not sure if you curtail it around me -- and now that I know that when I'm not here you're bare-assed, even more so. But I don't want you to hide it. I'll feel more comfortable knowing you either don't drink by choice or you can handle it responsibly." "Deal!" said Mike without hesitation. "Agreed!" chimed in Max. Both boys raised their glasses as a toast to my request. I reciprocated the gesture. "Another thing. I know you both smoke and vape pot." Both boys looked at me with abject horror on their faces. I laughed. "It's okay. So do I. Again, I don't want to hide it anymore." I got up and left the room. When I returned a couple of minutes later, neither Max nor Mike had moved. I expelled a vape cloud and handed Max the vape. He took a hit, handed it to Mike who did the same and who handed it back to me. "Fuck, Dad, you're cool." Mike wheezed as he expelled his latest round of vape. I smile in return. "None of this is to be cool. I just think we need to be more open with each other." Mike and Max shared another of those looks and, again, I said nothing about it. The buzz was starting to hit us all. It felt fucking great to be naked and buzzed with my sons. I felt my cock starting to stir. Now was the time. "You both realize that if we're naked around each other a lot we're going to see certain things." "Like what?" asked Mike, a dubious hint in his voice. "Well, like earlier. With the hard cocks." I waited to gauge their responses. "Cock!" stated Max. He was clearly high. He looked at his crotch, then opened his legs a bit wider to accentuate his manhood. "This is my cock!" he stated. Both Mike and I looked at Max's crotch. Max's cock started to grow. "That's right, baby." I cooed to Max, "that's your cock." Max's dick was now at full mast. Mike's dick was almost fully erect as well. He hit the vape again, then adjusted himself to better show off his joint. I was sitting with one leg crossed over, hiding my own entirely hard rod. Both boys looked up at me and wordlessly I uncrossed my legs and let my full mast rise up. I flexed my hips a bit and highlighted myself to my sons. "And there's Dad's cock!" chimed Max. "That's where we came from!" he stated, turning to Mike. Mike and I laughed at this. "Indeed!" Mike added. "Dad, can I see how I measure up?" asked Mike, standing and walking toward me until he was right in front of me. I stood up. I was slightly taller than Mike, but our cocks were at the same height. We were both strainingly hard. Max got up and walked over to us. Mike pressed his hard dick against mine and a hot shot of electricity burst from my balls all the way up to my nipples. It was everything I could do to remain standing and not shoot a wad of cum all over myself and my oldest son. "What do think, Max?" Mike asked his younger brother. Max dropped to his knees and inspected his older brother and his dad's respective dicks, holding them against each other to measure length and girth. Mike and I were intently staring at each other while Max did his inspection. When Max stood, his own dick was equally erect. "It's a tie. You're both the same length and width. Here, somebody do me." He said, as he rubbed his hard but silky smooth and warm erection against his brother and me. Mike dropped and repeated the same manipulation that Max had done. The difference was that Max closed his eyes and let out a couple of soft moans. Mike stood up. "Shit, Dad. Max wins! He's slightly longer and thicker than either of us!" "HAH!" responded Max, then he leaned over and kissed Mike quickly on the lips. Due to the liquor and pot, I wasn't sure I'd seen what just happened. Mike looked at me but didn't respond, then both he and Max returned to the sofa and I sat down. When I sat, I noticed a long thread of clear ooze running from my cockhead down the side of my cock's shaft. I looked at Mike. He was in the same predicament. Max was too, but he was playing with the string of pre-cum from his dick, pulling it away from his cockhead, then rubbing his cockhead to get more juice. Suddenly he looked up at me. "Sorry, Dad." He said and let go of his cock. "I guess I'm stoned." My own cock pulsed, and a fresh ooze of goo seeped from my cockhead. "It's cool, baby. Playing with your cock feels good. Nothing wrong with that." To prove the point, I ran my hand the length of my own shaft. I could feel the wetness of my jizz in my palm. Fuck, this was moving along quite unexpectedly. Being naked with my boys was one thing. Being fucked up with cummy hardons was something all together different. "This is what I was talking about earlier." Mike looked at me. Max was staring at Mike's dick. "What's that, Dad?" asked Mike, as his own cock releasing another flow of juice. "When guys are bare-assed, they often get hard. When cocks get hard, they leak. If they're played with, they shoot." I continued to lightly rub my silky shaft as I said this. Max looked up at me. "It's all good and nothing to be ashamed of. If we're going to be naked around each other, we also have to recognize that we'll get hard and that sometimes we might want to take care of things." With that I openly stroked my cock the entire length in front of my two boys, then played with my shaved ball sack. "I have no problem with this level of openness but don't want either of you to be uncomfortable." Max didn't say a word, but it looked like his dick could break off at any moment. In retrospect, I think he didn't dare touch himself because he would have exploded all over himself if he'd had. Mike had progressed from light touching to full on stroking, similar to me. He also tugged at his shave ball sack. "Thanks for being so open, Dad." Mike stated, moving his hand up and down his shaft. He moaned slightly. "I like all of this -- a lot. I like edging. I can keep teasing myself all night." It took every ounce of willpower not to shoot my own load right then. "So do I, son. From now on, you'll likely see that a lot from me." "Bring it!" demanded Mike. Max was back to staring openly at his big brother's fuck stick. The tension was a bit overwhelming. "Okay, let's change the focus a bit." I said, letting go of my slick, juicy dick. I wanted nothing more than to lick my hand clean of my fuck juices, but it wasn't the right time. "Let's play a game! Let's bob for apples!" Max looked again at Mike's dick, but this time he inadvertently licked his lips. "Max wants to bob, Dad. But not for apples." joked Mike. Max looked up and blushed but didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled at me. "That right, Max? You want to bob for your brother's eggplant, instead?" I didn't know where that had come from, but I wasn't at all prepared for the response. Max just leaned over and took his brother's full eight inches down his throat. Mike's expression was priceless -- he didn't know what to do. Max gobbled until he had Mike's entire cock down his throat and his nose was buried in Mike's dick stubble. Then he slowly released Mike's cock from his mouth, along with strings of saliva and pre-cum. Clearly, this was not the first time Max had a cock in his mouth. This was now so overtly sexual --me and my two sons really crossing the line -- and all I wanted was to continue, to move forward, see where this would go. "How long have you two been messing around?" I asked matter of fact, as I went back to stroking my once again raging fuck stick. I opened my own legs a bit, lewdly showing off my fucking rigid staff to my boys, then brought my hand to my left nipple and tweaked it quickly. My balls contracted and I thought, damn right, this is where you came from. "We've been getting naked together when you're not around for some time. We started making out a while ago, but it only progressed to the real fun stuff about six months ago." explained Mike, as if he were talking about any run of the mill, progressive based achievement program. Once Max had his brother's cock removed from his mouth, he looked directly at me. "I like cock." Max said to me. "Do you?" I replied, with a smile on my face. I probably should be shocked but instead I found it amusing. "How far has it gone between you two?" They looked at each other, then Mike shrugged. "We make out. We suck each other's cock." "Have you fucked?" I asked, again without emotion. "Not yet." answered Max. Again, they looked at each other. "Do you intend to?" I asked. "Absolutely!" responded Max. He looked at Mike. "Max has been after me to fuck him for a while now." "Why haven't you?" I asked. Both of my sons were genuinely surprised by the question and neither knew how to answer. Instead, I said "I probably should be beside myself with this news and I am, but not how you think. You two are my entire world. You always have been, and you always will be. But I feel like I have to do some things for myself as well and now that you're both old enough, it's time. I love that you love each other as much as you do. If that's crossed over to being physical, I have no problem with it as long as it's mutual. No one can ever be coerced into anything. Frankly, the idea of seeing my sons being loving to each other is a dream come true to me. If you want to fuck, fuck. Not only don't I care, I encourage it. Have as much sex with each other as you want. It's not like someone's getting pregnant. Oh, and I'm gay. I always have been. I'm also a frustrated nudist who couldn't act on it until now." "Shit!" exclaimed Mike. "You're gay! That explains so much! Why didn't you ever tell us?" "Didn't want to damage our relationship." Both of my sons got up, walked over to me with their semi-inflated dicks bobbing as they moved and hugged me. "We love you, Dad. Entirely." "And by the way," added Mike, "we're both gay too." "Nice try." I smirked at them. "No, seriously," responded Max, very intently. They both sat back down across from me. "Neither of us has been with anyone else except each other. I confessed that I'm gay to Mike and he surprised me by telling me he is too." "To explore, we decided to try things out on each other. As it turns out, both of us were frustrated by the restrictive pool nudity. We both wanted more so we started hanging naked and one thing led to another." "I see. Thanks for being so honest in response." "Sure, Dad" said Mike, "but do you really mean it when you say that you have no problem with Max and I being physical?" "Absolutely." "You say that, but what if you happened to walk into a room and Mike and I were making out, for instance? Would that creep you out?" "No, it wouldn't" I shrugged. "Making out", sneered Mike. "What would you do if you walked in and we were giving each other head?" "Likely get hard." I sneered back, with a smile. "What if we were eating each other's asses?" asked Max with a gleam in his eye. "Then I'd likely just shoot a hot messy load right there." I responded, giggling. "So, you eat each other's asses, do you?" "oh yeah", sighed Mike. "Max loves getting rimmed." "I do", agreed Max. "I love it when he gives my hole attention." Needless to say, three cocks were back again at attention. This time, though, three guys were openly touching themselves, running fingers slick with cock juice around meaty, fat cock heads or fingering silky smooth ball sacks, rolling around the goose eggs housed inside. This time, as the pre cum collected on my finger, I raised it to my mouth and slowly licked my own goo. Both Mike and Max watched me, then followed suit with their own cocks. "I like cum, too." stated Max, licking his own fingers. "When you suck each other, do you swallow?" I asked my sons. Max rubbed his nipple while simultaneously stroking his beautiful, engorged dick. "Not all the time." He whispered at me. Mike shot him a look. "Why not, baby?" I asked softly. "Sometimes after I suck a big load from my brother's cock I like to share it back with him." I didn't know how much more I could take at that point, but those many hours of edging practice were coming in handy, so to speak. I just continued staring at my youngest son. "I'm horny a lot, Daddy." stated Max. "I love sex." "It's understandable given your age, baby. And, I think you take after me a bit." "How so, Daddy?" All three of us continued to manipulate ourselves, each of us opening our crotches to blatantly show our respective shaved, engorged cocks to each other. Each of us lovingly stroked ourselves, relaxed and sensual, and enjoying the copious amount of fluid running from each of our prongs. "I know it's probably difficult to imagine but you both are carbon copies of me. It's just that I've suppressed all of this for a very long time. The whole embrace of nudity and sensuality and sex -- its who I am, too." Mike took another vape hit. Max stretched back on the sofa, extending his limbs in all directions and his not quite so rigid dong to the ceiling. With his fists balled, he extended his arms and let out a sigh. "This is so fucking wonderful! I love you both very much!" then he rolled to his right side and snuggled up to Mike. Mike looked directly at me. I just smiled in return and continued to slowly stroke my still erect cock. Mike relaxed a bit, which prompted Max to relax as well, falling further into Mike. Their faces were so close their noses were touching. Suddenly, Max leaned in and kissed Mike, who easily took the kiss, including his younger brother's tongue in his mouth. This caused his dick to get as hard as possible again, and ooze some more love fluid. When the kiss broke, Mike again looked in my direction, concern written across his face. I'm fucking naked, making out with my naked little brother while my naked father masturbates watching us and instead of being freaked out, I've never felt freer, or more alive or have loved my family more, I think he's thinking. In response, I smile my warmest smile and continue to openly share with my sons my most intimate and personal sexual manipulation. Mike smiles in return, then turns back to Max and initiates another kiss, this one more insistent. I can tell because each of their cocks' flex and leak juice. Their kisses get longer and more involved, then Max moves closer to Mike and suddenly they melt together, grinding their cocks into each other's crotches. Max moves his leg up to Mike's hip and by doing so exposes his asshole. Mike's hand immediately makes it way to Max's ass and starts lightly teasing Max's rosebud. Max moans in response and moves his ass seductively, all the while maintaining a deep tongue kiss with his older brother. Suddenly, Max is astride Mike, with Mike's turgid rod nestled in his ass cheeks. The visual is astounding -- Max's ripped, muscular back and ass sitting atop his brother's thick thighs and calves, with an eight-inch full erect brother cock just waiting to be used in any way possible. Just as suddenly, Max swings around so that he's facing Mike's feet, Max's ass in Mike's face and Mike's cock just lying there, oozing excitement. Max looks up at me, smiles sweetly and lewdly at the same time, then takes his brother's cock into his mouth, never losing sight line with me. I watch as my youngest son proceeds to give his older brother a truly impressive blow job. Max's legs are spread on either side of his big brother's head, with Mike's face dead center on his younger brother's ass. Mike is clearing paying attention to Max's favorite orifice. Occasionally, Max removes Mike's cock from him mouth to look at me, bite his lower lip and wiggle his ass so his brother can get his tongue deeper up my little boy's chute. I'm numb with desire and shocked that I can continue stroking myself to this live porn show as Max again deep throats his brother's rigid manhood. Suddenly, Mike starts moaning and gently bucking his hips. Instead of releasing his brother's cock, Max takes it deeper until that moment when Mike fills Max with hot thick cream. Eventually Max releases his brother spent cock, sticky with cum and still oozing a string or two, looks up at me with a smile -- lips shiny with his brother's jizz -- as he swings back around, turns so that I can see both in silhouette, then slowly snowballs his brother -- dripping the hot cum into his brother's mouth before lip locking him again. Mike's hand swipes his still slimy cockhead, then goes back to Max's ass. Mike's cum slicked fingers restart their ass play, this time with a bit of penetration. Suddenly, Max stiffens, his turgid prick aimed directly at his brother as his hands flashes back and forth along his cock and breaks the kiss. "I'm gonna cum!" Max states, as Mike opens his own mouth and accepts his younger brother's shots of hot spooge. After several shots and a once over to clean Max's spent cock, Mike returns the favor to share Max's load with him via another deep kiss. At this point, I shot all over myself. I have never cum that much in my life. Both of my sons watched with rapt attention. When it was over, I scrapped up my own jizz and lapped it unselfconsciously from my hands as my two sons watch and slowly caressed each other's cocks, nutsacks and nipples. "Fuck, you two. Happy Halloween!" After taking a minute to collect myself, I got up and crossed again to the bar for a handful of napkins to sop up some of my juice that was coating my hairless torso. I knew I needed a rinse, so back across the room to head upstairs. The boys were still entwined on the sofa, although Mike was on his phone somehow texting. "You ok, Dad?" asked Max. "Sure am, baby. I'll be back." Unlike me, since both of them had ingested each other's loads there was nothing for them to clean up. Upstairs, I quickly rinsed off, dried and went out to the balcony with another vape pen. Still naked, as I knew I'd be as much as possible from this point forward, I sat down and reflected on this odd Halloween night. My intention was to see if the guys were okay with some nudity at home. That they did too, and that they messed around and wanted to fuck and told me all about it was a bit mind blowing. But I wasn't creeped out at all. Instead, I wanted to see where it would all lead. As I sat there in the warm night air, naked, vaping and fantasizing I heard a car pull into the back of the house. It's a private entrance only used by immediate family that accesses the kitchen entry. From where I was sitting, I had a perfect view of the car park with complete privacy. The doors opened and to my great surprise my brother and his son stepped out. At the same time, the back of the car automatically opened, exposing the rear of the car. They both headed back there. My relationship with my brother is complicated. We're as close in age as Mike and Max but unlike them we were never close. Bud has always been a total jock and played pro football briefly until he got injured and it ended his career. Now he's a successful sportswriter. He'd gotten a bit soft but was still thick with muscles. Mick, his son, takes after Bud -- athletic and good looking. Bud had wanted a kid but not a wife, so he paid a female friend of his a load of money to be a surrogate. Mick falls in between Mike and Max age-wise and they went to school together. They're still pretty tight. I know that Mick has hung with Mike and Max naked by the pool, but I've never joined in. The last thing I need is Bud thinking that I'm corrupting his son. "Are you sure about this, Mick?" "Relax, Dad. You know the drill. Mike texted that it was all cool. That's the code." Code, I thought? They both stared taking off their clothes, folding them and stacking them in the back of the SUV. "Everything?" asked Bud. "Yup", answered Mick. He was shirtless. While he wasn't ripped like me, Mike or Max, he was muscular, with a light coating of hair on his chest and flat, four-pack abs. He was unbuttoning his jeans and as he slid them down and exposed his cock it was trimmed and shaved like everyone else. He fluffed up his dick a bit as his father watched. Off came Bud's t-shirt and his chest was similar in definition to Mick's. Bud was hairless though. He was wearing shorts, so one button being undone allowed them to slide right off. He, like Mick, was commando and I realized then that I'd never seen Bud's cock before. His looked like mine. "Seriously, Mick. I don't know. I don't want my brother to think that this was all my idea." Mick smirked at his dad. "Why would he think that? I'm the one to blame. When Mike and Max confessed to me that they were hanging naked as home, I blurted out how great it is to be bare-assed at home. So, I told them that we did from time to time. Little do they know that it's all the time, has been going on for years and certainly none of the other stuff." Other stuff? What the fuck? "That their uncle and cousin are full-on sexually active?" asked Bud, before leaning over and lip locking his son. "Whoa, Dad!" laughed Mick, "don't want to go in with a full hardon. One step at a time." With that they walked to the kitchen door and rang the bell. From inside, I could hear its faint echo. The door opened and Max was standing there in all his naked glory. "Uncle Bud! Mick! Happy Halloween! Great costumes -- what are you?" "Hey Max!" answered Mick. "What do we look like? We're garden-variety nudists! What are you?" "Mike and I are 70s Streakers. Dad was dressed as a stripper, but Mike managed to get him out of the G-string and mesh top he had on so he's bare-assed, too." "Really?" asked Bud, and edge of excitement in his voice. As Bud and Mick entered the house, Max explained, "It's been a really interesting night so far." "Creepy interesting or good interesting?" asked Mick. "Fucking fantastic, beyond my wildest dreams interesting." responded Max, then they were all out of hearing range. What the fuck had happened? Can this night get any stranger is what I want to ask but I already know the answer. Now my naked brother and his naked son are downstairs, waiting for me to join them so everyone can see just how far we'll take this family fun. I hit the vape again, then again while I stroked my cock. I didn't want to be fully erect, but I did want to be as plump as possible. The dripping pre-cum was just a tasty little reminder of how exciting this all was. Then I headed back downstairs. Back in the living room the four naked men -- my younger brother, my nephew and my two sons - were standing around having drinks. As I walked in, they turned toward me. "Uncle Roy! Look at you!" exclaimed Mick. He crossed over and hugged me hello. Our cocks brushed lightly against each other. Bud followed suit and surprised me when he also gave me a hug. "They put you up to this?" I asked Bud, smirking, as I accepted the embrace. "What? Being bare-assed? No." he answered. "Oh? You make it sound like this is no big deal." Bud looked at me, blushed, but then said "Actually, it isn't. Mick and I are nude a lot at home." Mick just looked at his Dad, clearly not believing what he just said. "You are?" asked Mike. "Yes", said Mick sheepishly. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to think it was weird." "Not weird." Said Mike. "Not at all." "We understand that Mike and Max want to be naked more at home. I don't want you to think that's strange, Roy." Bud said to me. I looked at him. "I don't think it's strange. Actually, it's something we'll be enjoying here from now on. I had no idea that you two were already there. Bud, you and I have a lot to learn about each other." `We do, brother." We hugged again, this time tighter and closer. We both could feel each other's cock pressed again our own and we both instinctively ground our hips together. We both looked at each other, surprised by the other's boldness. As we separated, both our cocks had swelled noticeably. "Let's give our Dad's a few alone." Suggested Mick. The three headed upstairs. I looked at Bud after they had left.. "Well, this is a surprise." "All around, brother. Are you okay with it?" "Yes, I am. I don't know why, really. But I am." We were silent for a moment, then I looked at him again. "My boys have sex with each other. Max wants Mike to fuck him. They told me everything and instead of being mad, I've encouraged them to explore and given them the freedom to do it wherever they want, whenever they want. I fucking don't know who I am anymore." "You're a loving father." Bud responded. "Am I? Most people would think I'm a fucking pervert." "Maybe, but fuck them. It's consensual and its loving. And they're both adults." "You seem pretty okay with all of this." Bud blushed again, then said: "okay, here it is. Mick grew up in a nudist household. It was a decision I made when he was born. It's largely why we've been so distant. I didn't know how you'd react." I laughed and Bud looked at me. "There's a lot of that going on tonight. But that still doesn't explain why you're okay with my boys doing each other." "As Mick hit puberty and because we are nude all the time, he had questions. Sometimes I showed him pictures or videos to explain." Bud blushed again. Oh my god. Is my brother going to tell me what I think he is? What the fuck? "And....?" I asked. "And sometimes I showed him first-hand." "How far has it gone?" Bud hesitated before answering and I could see the struggle on his face. He let out a sigh then said "Its full on between us. We do everything. It's all consensual and I've tried to end it but he doesn't want to." "You fuck him?" I asked, again surprised by my reaction. I wasn't upset. I was anticipating the answer that I knew I really wanted to hear. "Oh yeah." My cock jumped. "He fucks you?" I asked my baby brother, a smile spreading across my face. "Sure does." He smiled back, his eyes gleaming. "Hot damn!" I whistled. "Geez, little brother!" I looked down and now both our cocks were at full attention. When I looked back up, Bud was staring at me then moved in. We lip locked, our tongues dancing around, our cocks mashed together. Bud cupped my ass with his hands, and I did that same in return as we continued to grind our mouths into each other. "Fuck!" signed Bud. "Finally!" I shot him a questioning look. "I've wanted to make out with you for years. This is fucking amazing!" He rubbed his erect cock against his brother's equally erect fuck stick. I kissed him deeply again. "Do you think my boys want to fuck around with me?" I asked my little brother. Again, my cock pulsed at the thought. Bud smirked at me in return. "Do you want to fuck around with me, little bro?" I asked shyly. Bud again looked intently at me, leaned in and lip locked me again, then pulled away. "I have wanted you to fuck me my entire life." Bud stated. This time my face was pure surprise. "Truly. You and me have a lot of lost time to make up for." He ran his hand the length of my entire, rigid dick. A shudder when through me at his touch. Bud then leaned forward and much like Max had done to Mike, gobbled my entire prick into his throat and stopped only at my crotch. After a few seconds, he released my slick prong from his mouth, stood up and went back to deep kissing me, leaving the taste of my own cock and pre-cum in my mouth. It was fucking hot. We rubbed our cocks together again for a bit, then I said, "Let's see what the boys are up to." I took my little brother by his erect cock and lead him up the stairs, his hands playing with my ass as we climbed up. In the second bedroom -- mine, the master -- Mike, Max and Mick were looped together on the bed in a daisy chain, each intently sucking cock -- Mike had his brother in his mouth, Max was full of Mick and Mick was lovingly lapping at his cousin's rod. The sight was hot and sweet. One by one each of the guys realized that their dads were watching them. It made them pick up the pace and begin some lewd slow licking of slick shafts, kissing fat cockheads, slicking lips with pre-cum or slowly covering shaved ball sacks with tender kisses that caused balls to contract with pleasure. One by one each of our sons stiffened, then shot their load into their respective cock sucker who, in return, licked the shaved cock in front of them whistle clean. Although leaking copious amounts of fluid, neither Bud or I shot or had any intention to. But we were both manipulating each other's cock and balls openly while we watched the family suck fest before us. "Aren't you gonna get off?" asked Mike of Bud and me, running his hands along the length of his body, tweaking his nipples. I looked at Bud and he gave me a quizzical look in return. Fuck it, I thought. This night had gone places I never dreamed of. Now it's time to maybe drive it a little further, especially since my sexy brother was here and seemed to be up for anything. A lot was changing this Halloween and I couldn't be happier. "Two questions, Bud. How willing are you and do you trust me?" "Wide open" he answered, wiggling his eyebrows at me "and implicitly." "Boys" I announced to the naked, spent pile on the bed. "This is your lucky night. I'm gonna fuck my little brother and you all get to watch." Bud's smile spread ear to ear. All three of the guys yelled "yeah!" in unison, then laughed riotously. "You sure about this, Bud?" I asked earnestly. "Please fuck me, Roy. It's been a dream of mine for a long time." Bud asked, with the slightest hint of a beg in his voice. My cock pulsed again, then I leaned in and lip locked my little brother once again. All three guys watched intently as their father and uncle made out. I broke the kiss and crossed the room, grabbing a bottle of lube from the bedside table, then crossed back to Bud. Three pair of eyes from the bed watched my every move. Despite having just shot hot loads into each other's mouths, all three guys were rock hard again, and Mick's cock was leaking. I took Bud's hand and lead him to an upholstered chair opposite the bed. I angled the chair a bit so that from the bed you had an unobstructed view of what was about to happen. Bud leaned into the chair with his knees on the cushion and his chest against the back. This left his ass on full display. As he knelt, he spread his legs and pushed his lower back down a bit, thereby opening his ass wider and fully exposing his beautiful pink rosebud. Looking at his ass, my cock twitched again. "Last time, Bud. Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked pointedly. "There's no going back." Bud didn't answer, just looked at me over his shoulder with a huge smile on his face and wiggled his ass back and forth at me. The three on the bed repositioned themselves to that they could simultaneously watch and stroke themselves and each other while they watched Bud prep to be plowed. I rubbed my hard cock up and down my little brother's ass channel, my thick cock head teasing his asshole with each back and forth thrust of my hips. Bud moaned. "Not yet." I stated. Bud pouted at me, then wiggled his ass at me again. I dropped to my knees, aligning my face with my brothers hot, musky, hairless ass then drove right in, running my tongue along that same ass channel, poking the tip of my tongue into my brother's love tunnel. This was fucking insane. This morning Bud and I barely spoke. Now I had my face firmly planted in his ass as I lapped at his hole. Once I thought his ass was fully wet, I stood up and pulled Bud up. His cock was rock hard, at full mast and streaming pre-cum. "Enjoying this, I see." I smiled, then kissed Bud again. I switched places with him, sat down on the chair and spread my crotch wide so my cock and shaved ball sack were on full display to my sons and nephew. Bud straddled my waist, lined up my cock with his ass and sunk down so that my dick nestled in between my brother's ass cheeks. We immediately locked onto each other's mouth. "Shit." I heard Mike moan, then he took Max's cock into his mouth and started sucking. Max didn't respond because Mick was eating his ass with gusto, Max's legs thrown over his shoulders so Mick could gain better access to Max's rosebud. "Oh fuck!" expelled Max, all of a sudden. "Bud's gonna sit on Dad's cock!" As we continued to make out, Bud reached behind and lubed up my cock, then lined it up with his asshole. Without saying anything he started to ease my hard, thick shaft up his chute, until I was balls deep in his ass. We both let out a sigh. Bud then raised himself up slowly, adjusting to my cock fucking his asshole. After a couple of slow plunges, Bud relaxed and picked up the pace of fucking my cock. All three boys were moaning as they continued to pleasure each other while watching us fuck. After a bit, Bud raised up and off my cock. We were both rock hard. Bud smiled down at me, then turned around so he was facing the boys. They all looked at him, ignoring the cock that each one had in his mouth. "Let's give `em a fucking show, Roy!" Bud then re-impaled himself on my cock, balls deep once again. From this angle, the boy's view was just plain lewd. My hot-assed brother was using my cock as a piston, riding it up and down, with his head thrown back against my shoulder. This allowed us to make out face to face as we fucked. Bud was moaning wildly. We fucked and fucked, and then we fucked some more. The boys watched it all. Mike started eating Max's ass again, then Mick went after Mike's. Eventually, Bud's nipples hardened, and I knew he was going to cum, so I started fucking him a bit harder. That did it and he shot all over himself. That set me off and I blew my load up my little brother's ass, then we both opened our legs some so the boys could watch my cum drip out of Bud's ass and down my cock. We knew it was nasty. We knew it was hot. We also both knew that we'd just broke through something that was going to change our lives forever. Bud leaned back and lip locked me once again. "Fuck, Roy, that was great! I fucking love you, man!" "Guess we're gonna be fucking from now on, huh bro?" I asked Bud. He just kissed me in answer. Our fucking hadn't gotten the boys off a third time. Instead they kept up the licking and sucking they had going on. Bud and I untangled ourselves and headed to the bathroom for a rinse. When we left the bathroom, the guys had moved outside to the balcony where Max was alternately sucking Mike and Mick's cocks. "Still at it?" stated Bud, a bit surprised. Max stopped and looked up at me. "Should I stop?" he asked me. "Baby, you suck as much cock as you want, and they'll let you. Don't ever worry about that." I bent down and kissed Max on the mouth, then he went back to sucking Mike's prong. The five of us sat outside. Eventually, Max tapered off from cocksucking, but they all continued to make out. Suddenly, Mike crossed to Bud and me. "What is it?" I asked him. "I'm making out with Max and Mike, who are also making out. You and Bud are making out. I need you to kiss me, Dad." With that I leaned forward and gave my oldest son as deep and sensual a kiss as I could. When we broke, Mike turned to Bud and kissed his uncle as deeply and sensually as he had his Dad. Max slid off the bed and approached me. "My turn, Dad." He said as he sat on my lap, my cock hitting his asshole as he sat. We also kissed long and hard. Bud got up and joined Mick on the bed. They embraced, then starting kissing. It gained in intensity and soon they were both hard and grinding into each other. "Should we?" Mick asked his dad. Bud just reached over, grabbed the lube bottle and started to grease up his son's ass and his own cock. He then lined himself up and penetrated his son. Mick's eyes rolled back in his head as he wiggled his ass to get his father further up his ass. Mike, Max and I continued to touch each other and kiss as we watched Mick and Bud fuck. "I wanna get fucked so bad." Whined Max, rubbing his ass back and forth against my finally flaccid cock. Suddenly Bud started shooting up Mick's ass. When he was done, he rolled Mick onto his back, lifted up Mick's legs and started lapping at his son's cummy asshole, licking up as much of the spooge as he could. After a few minutes, we got up and headed back downstairs. There was far more intimacy between us all now -- everyone was touching, kissing, tweaking. It was completely natural to casually stroke someone else's cock. "Hate to break this up", Bud announced, "but we gotta go. This has been fucking amazing." Everyone agreed. We packed Bud and Mick off, still naked, into the car for the drive home. Neither had any interest in putting clothes on and since the car windows were tinted, it was no big deal. Turning back into the house, I watched Max's high, tight, hairless ass and muscled back walk ahead of me. "Best Halloween ever!" yelled Max. Mike snaked his arm around my back and rested his hand on my own hairless ass cheek. "Come on, Dad." I did the same to Mike and we walked back into the living room linked together. Max had dropped down onto the sofa before us and pulled his legs up and open in front of him, exposing his beautiful pink asshole, shaved ballsac and meaty dick. "I still wanna get fucked, though." Max smiled at both of us, his brother and his dad. Mike and I smiled at each other, as well. Clearly the night wasn't over.