Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2023 07:02:31 -0500
From: The Eagle <forbiddenwritings@gmail.com>
Subject: The Jock Party chapter one (Gay/Incest)

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THE JOCK PARTY -- chapter one

The house was very quiet when I walked in. The adrenaline was still
pumping through my veins and it only increased knowing what was to come.
I had just watched my oldest son, Colt, lead his football team to the
state championship.

State champions! Something I had never been able to do when I was the one
on the field. But my son had done it! I couldn't be more proud of him!

After the game we had all gone out to celebrate. The team, parents, and
coaching staff. We had taken up an entire restaurant, but it was worth
it. They were state champions! Nothing would ever be able to take that
away from those boys.

Now, it seemed almost paradoxical to walk into a silent house.

Colt and his friends were all going over to the coach's house for a
party. That wasn't unusual. Since I had gotten divorced from Colt's
mother almost two years ago I had downsized to a smaller place. I just
didn't have the room or I would have invited them over and continued to
live vicariously through the young jocks.

Speaking of jocks.

I placed my son's gym bag on the floor in the laundry room. I had taken
it under the guise of him not losing it as the coach's house. I had much
filthier motives though. I took out my cell phone and dialed.

"Hey, it's about time you called." The deep voice came through the
phone already scolding me.

"Shut up, fucker. We had a state championship to celebrate. But, I'm
finally home and I've got it if you still wanted to come over."

"Fuck yes. I'll be there in ten minutes. And Will?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't you fucking start without me!" Then he disconnected.

I couldn't help but grin. He knew me too well. But, I suppose all
brothers know each other in a way no one else can understand. If you have
a brother you know what I mean.

But, my relationship with Brent was much different.

Brent is five years older than me, and I've always looked up to him.
Even when he got into some major trouble he never stopped being the hero
in my eyes. Now I did everything I could to make sure he never got into
trouble again.

I pulled Colt's bag up and sat it on top of the dryer. I took out his
sweaty jersey and smelled it. The aroma kicked into high gear and my
adrenaline pumped again. There is just something about the scent of
sweaty jock that makes my dick pour precum now.

That wasn't always the case.

Four years ago my big brother, my hero, had been busted with a young guy.
Unfortunately, the young man wasn't of legal age yet and his parents
found out and pressed charges. Brent, to his credit, never denied
anything. His only argument was that is was completely consensual.

That didn't fly with the guy's parents, nor the prosecutor. Thankfully
we were able to get him a fantastic attorney and he only had to serve one
year in prison and register as an offender.

That also meant that Brent couldn't come watch my son win the state
championship. There are a lot of repercussions no one thinks about until
it is too late.

When Brent was released from prison I had helped him get back on his
feet. He is my brother, after all. My hero. My wife (now ex-wife) didn't
see it that way. Her protective maternal instincts kicked in.

I can't blame her, Colt is now the same age as the young man Brent was
busted with. However, during the divorce I once again got a fantastic
attorney and I was awarded full custody of Colt after running my ex-wife
through the mud.

Three loud knocks on the door sounded bringing me back to the present. I
smiled and felt my dick pulse knowing he was here now.

I brought the gym bag with me and put it down on the coffee table in the
living room before unlocking the door and letting him in.

Brent is a mountain of a man. His job keeps the muscle packed on. Not in
a way that most guys look when they spend so much time at the gym, but
bulky. A dad bod. A fucking hairy amazing dad bod.

"Hey little brother." He smiled pushing his way inside. Then he pushed
me against the door as it closed and kissed me deeply. Something I'd
never have dreamed of a few years ago had me melting against my massive
brother.

"Hey big brother." I finally said when he pulled away.

"Where is it?"

"Right there." I pointed to the coffee table.

"Fuck yeah." He growled and crossed the room quickly with his long
stride. He opened the gym back and found the jersey I'd already smelled
and brought it to his nose with a deep inhale. "FUUUUCK, that's good."

I smiled watching him get his fix.

"Take your clothes off." He demanded without looking over at me. "I
fucking need this!"

He rummaged through the bag until he really found what he needed. I
stripped out of my clothes quickly leaving decent thoughts behind. When
he turned toward me holding the white jock in his hand I was naked and
rock hard standing in front of him.

"Look how fucking hard you get for this shit. And I'm the one who went
to prison?"

"You're the one that got caught." I arched an eyebrow as he brought
the jock to his nose and inhaled deeply. I swear to God I saw his dick
lengthen through his jeans. The thick denim could not hide the monster
wanting to escape from there.

I walked over and got on my knees in front of him. Looking up into his
eyes I saw the pure lust in those warm chocolate orbs. He hadn't shaved
that morning. I reached up and untucked his shirt from his pants and
unbuttoned them quickly.

Like an addict he took another hit from his drug of choice -- the aroma
of my teenage son's jock. I pulled his jeans down and the musky scent of
male arousal hit me strong.

His thick cock smacked me in the chin when I pulled the jeans down far
enough to release it. He took another hit of boy odor and it pulsed. I
finally had his jeans around his ankles. He stepped out of his boots and
jeans at the same time.

"Get over here, little brother." He said as he took a seat on the sofa.

The exact same sofa where my son would sit and watch TV, or play his
video games. I never allowed Colt to have a TV in his room. I didn't
want to lose him to the hours a teenager can spend in front of a screen.
At least having the only TV in the house in the living room we could
spend time watching it together.

Now I was on my knees as his uncle smelled his filthy jock in the exact
same spot. The irony and forbidden aspect was not lost on me as my dick
pulsed again.

"This ain't gonna suck itself." Brent said grabbing the base of his
very thick eight inches and waving it at me. "Here, take a hit."

He put Colt's jock in my face. My first instinct was to push away. I
could do a lot, but could I really pass that line? Could I really put my
face where my own son's sweaty balls had been just hours ago?

Fucking right I could.

I wrapped my hand around my brother's dick and inhaled my son's musky
stench. Brent throbbed in my hand as I squeezed it and moaned into the
sweaty fabric.

"Fucking right! Smell your son right there you sick pervert." My head
was foggy from the aroma, the feeling of his dick in my hand, and the
disgusting words that should make me hate myself.

Brent pulled the jock out of my face and I dove. He brought the sweaty
jock to his face and inhaled as I stretched my lips and took his dick in
my mouth.

There is something about that very first time you take a man's dick in
your mouth. The way his cock is eager and ready, and when it finally
feels the warm wetness surround it a man can lose his fucking mind.

Brent sure could.

"Jesus Christ!" He roared throwing his head back on the sofa as he held
the jock over his mouth. I lifted his shirt up so I could see more of my
manly brother. I loved how fucking rugged he was. "Take that dick!"

I did just that, tasting his precum as it poured into my mouth every time
he inhaled my son's sweaty odor from his jock. I reached up and took
both of his enormous hairy balls in my hand and squeezed them. "FUCK!"

Nothing too rough, but I would never neglect anything of his.

Brent's other hand came to my head and helped to control my erratic
pace. I was by no means a prize winning cock sucker, and honestly other
than two guys at work, my big brother is the only dick I've ever sucked.

He was more than happy to show me what he liked. He set the rhythm he
enjoyed and I got into it. Long slower strokes of my mouth moving up and
down his thick erection. My lips pinching at the corners when I went too
far down.

"One of these days I'm going to really train that throat." Brent said
in a husky voice when I felt his thick head punching the back of my
throat.

In some ways that scared the shit out of me. In other ways I wanted
nothing more than to give him every bit of pleasure I could.

"Not today. I need that pussy." He said sitting up and pulling my face
up to his. He brought the jock to my face. "Taste your son, fucker."

I opened my mouth and Brent pushed the pouch right where my son's balls
had sweated through an entire football game rested into my mouth. The
salty flavor exploded on my tongue as the wet fabric pressed into my
mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm." I moaned and my eyes rolled back.

"Goddamnit! That's so fucking hot, little brother. Taste your own
son's ball sweat right there."

My cock pulsed between my legs aching to be touched, but I didn't want
it to be over. The flavors of my family mixing on my tongue made my head
swim.

"Get up." He demanded, but when I didn't move quick enough my bulky
brother picked me up. Now, you have to understand I'm not a small man. I
am not as bulky as him, but I still have my linebacker build. I do go to
the gym regularly to keep things at least toned.

None of that mattered when Brent had his demands. God I love my brother.

He tossed my naked ass over his shoulder and then gave it a swat. The
sting centered in my balls as my hands settled on his waist so I didn't
fall. He carried me down the hall and took a turn one bedroom too soon.

"No. We have never done this." I argued. We had always finished our fun
in my bedroom. But it wasn't my bed that he tossed me on.

Brent kicked the door shut, like it mattered. We were alone in the house.
He pulled his shirt up and off of his body. The hairy muscles coming into
view. His thick brown hair was even denser under his arms.

"Brent. Let's go to my room."

"Shut up, Will. I'm going to fuck you right here like you've been
wanting for months." He said crawling into the bed much too small for
two grown men to use.

"Brent, please." I begged. I'm not sure if it was to stop and take me
to my room or if it was to continue and not listen to my arguments.

"Good boy." He said laying on me. His full body weight pressing me into
the sheets that I had no business being on. When his mouth covered mine
in a deep kiss and his tongue thrust past my lips I was lost. My big
brother always knew how to break my resolve.

I sucked on his tongue and felt the moan from his massive hairy chest. I
wrapped my arms around him and spread my legs even wider. His thick cock
slid along my length. I am not as big as him, but I've never been
ashamed of my meat. Almost the same length, but Brent's is much thicker.
Something I definitely enjoyed.

"That's it little brother." He encouraged as he reached over and
turned on the lamp beside this forbidden bed.

The light made it impossible to forget where I was. I looked at the
shelves on the walls that held my son's trophies. I saw the desk where
he did homework. His closet full of his clothes, and then Brent brought
his jock up to my face again.

"Time to get fucked in Colt's bed." He growled. I reached up and
pulled him down taking the lead for the first time since he had arrived.
I kissed him so hard that he grunted in surprise. I sucked on his tongue
as my legs wrapped around his bulky frame and pulled him harder against
me.

He was right. I craved this. I'm such a horrible father to want to get
fucked right here in my own son's bed, but my brother understood these
disgusting urgers. He understood them and he embraced them.

I fucked my cock along the length of his. Both of them pouring precum
into our hairy crotches and adding the perfect lube for two cocks to
slide along each other.

Then Brent shifted. He pulled me a little higher and I felt his cock
against my ass. Oh fuck.

"Think Colt's got lube in here?" He pushed up on his arms and then
reached over to the bedside table. "Look at that, your son uses the same
lube that you do."

He smiled looking back at me and showing me the large bottle of astro
glide in his hand. God that made me pulse again. "Like father like
son."

Brent laughed and opened the tube. "We'll have to test that theory
someday."

My big brother sat up on his knees. Our cocks both stood up demanding
attention. I grabbed the underside of my knees and pulled them up
stretching my hole wide for him.

"Goddamn look at that pussy!" He growled as he poured lube into his
hand and started slickening his meat. It was red and angry and demanded
my hole. "Whenever I'm not so fucking hard I could drive nails through
concrete I'm going to take my time and eat this little brother cunt
right here on your son's bed, but for now you're about to get the fuck
of your life."

"Sounds like a lot of talk, and no action." I taunted him.

That was the wrong thing to do.

My mountain of a brother grabbed my son's jock from the bed where it had
been almost forgotten and put it over my face, holding it tight against
my nose with his massive hand.

At the same time I felt him push two lubed fingers in me exactly one time
and I yelped into the fabric. Then they were gone. But, I wasn't empty
for long.

"Here's the action!" He howled and thrust his entire length into me in
one shot. When my body tensed and gripped his cock like a vice he moved
his hand and our mouths crashed together around my son's jock. He
swallowed my loud moans of pleasure as my body stretched just for him.

He stayed there for a moment. I could feel his heartbeat in his dick as
he pulsed inside of me. "Fucking tight cunt!"

I started to rock back and forth on him needing more. He took that as
encouragement and started to move his hips back and forth. His thick cock
pulling out and sliding back in.

He pushed up on his beefy arms and left the jock on my face. Our eyes met
and he started moving faster. "Take big brother's dick. Smell Colt.
Feel yourself getting fucked right here where he sleeps every night."

"Oh fuck." My voice was muffled under the jock.

"I know, baby brother. You think about him laying in here stroking his
young meat. The way he shoots so hard. You know he does it." He pumped
harder as the words swam through my mind. The images he painted of my
muscular jock son laying right here where I was getting fucked. Laying
here, stroking his teenage dick.

"Fuck, Brent. Please!" I begged. I reached for him, my hands landing on
his sweaty chest covered in thick hair. Running my fingers through it.

"That's right. A real man's chest. Not like Colt's that would be
perfect smooth. Smooth hard young muscle of your son's chest." He
continued. "Mmmmmm, fuck that makes you tighten on big brother's dick.
Thinking about your son. I might just get him to join us. Have him come
fuck your throat as I use this ass."

"Oh God!" I howled and felt my cock pulsing. I didn't dare touch it.
It would all be over.

Brent laid down on me then and wrapped his massive arms around me. He
rolled, turning us over until I was sitting up on his cock. "SHIT!"

"Feel that dick all the way inside you." He pumped his hips as my ass
came down to meet every thrust. Brent put his hands behind his head as I
started riding. Colt's jock between my teeth as I bounced on my big
brother's fat cock.

"Please!"

"Yeah, Uncle Brent is going to have to fuck his tight teenage ass. That
perfect ass that makes my mouth water every time I see it. Fuck. I'd go
back to prison for that fucking cake!"

"AHH!" I couldn't stand it. Hearing my brother's disgusting talk,
feeling his dick inside me, the images of his cock spreading my son's
amazing ass.

"Oh fuck!" He roared when my ass clamped down on him. I bit the jock
tighter and fell back putting my hands on his knees. I fucked myself like
a mad man on my own brother's dick right here in my son's bed like the
filthy pervert I am.


Harder. Thrust. Harder. Thrust. And then my dick exploded. Cum shot out
all over my big brother's hairy torso. One shot even went clear over his
shoulder and landed on Colt's pillow.

"FUCK!" Brent roared. His hands moved to my hips as he used all the
strength in his body to fuck up into my pulsing ass. I felt his powerful
shots straight into my colon. Those big hairy brother balls were emptying
deep into my hole.

When we finally both stopped shooting the biggest loads of our lives I
collapsed on him. He held me tight smearing my cum between us. His cock
still lodged deep inside of me holding the load in place.

"My God." I finally whispered. He turned and kissed me softly. My manly
brother was not one for affection. The only times he really showed this
tender side was right after his orgasms. I was always jealous of his
other lovers when I realized this.

"Will, that was the best one yet. I hope your hole is okay."

"Mmmm. It's fine." I chuckled deeply against him as he rolled over so
I wasn't crushing him anymore with all of my weight. His cock slid out
of me and I grimaced at the feeling.

"Sorry." He whispered and kissed me again. I'd soaked up these moments
for as long as I could.

He grabbed Colt's jock and lifted my leg before wiping the mess up.

"That's filthy." I chuckled.

"You know, little brother. There's a group of guys that are into this
shit like we are. I met them online."

"What are you saying?" I asked running my finger through his chest hair
again. His hand came down on my ass and gripped it possessively.

"I'm saying we should go to one of their jock parties. It's a group of
normal guys like us that get off on jocks and most of them bring their
own..." He looked in my eyes. "Or their son's jocks for the party."

"Oh fuck." I gasped hoping it was all true.

More to cum...very soon.

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