Date: Sat, 25 Mar 2023 22:54:08 +0000 (UTC) From: "mjblackheart19@yahoo.com" Subject: Brother's Delight. Part 1 (bisexual/incest) Brother's Delight Part 1 By:M.J. Blackheart. Disclaimer: this content is fantasy. Fiction. It may contain subject matter not suitable for everyone, or illegal in your area. If so click away and don't go on. Brandon shoved his dick balls deep into my ass as I moaned around Colts cock. Brandon only 15 with his uncut 7inch cock was big for his age. His olive skin and chestnut skater cut hair. His tight lean baseball/track muscles. Panting as he grabbed my hips and rabbit fucked my hole as I'm bent over a table in the old barn. Colton sitting on the table with his 6 uncut cock. He too was olive, but dirty blond and always a little shaggy. He too was built like his bro. Both with hazel green eyes drilling into me as they watched their dicks vanish into my body. The two boys only a year apart had been in my house since, Brandon was 12(almost 13). It had been a fun three years after what I had caught these athletic jock boys doing just days after they moved in to the farm house I shared with my wife. Becky and I had only been married a year. We had met our junior yr at Ohio State when I was 24 and she was 22. She was blond and wild. Big 36 C tits and a smooth pussy that loved taking dick.(mostly mine). We had had some fun times in college with our friends, but only ever together, (that i knew of), and just before graduation we decided to get married and settle down in my home town of Calidonia, Ohio on my family farm. Becky had been raised in Maine, and we had gone there several times for holidays, splitting them between her family and the grandparents that raised me. It was just after we said "I Do" that my grandfather passed, and Nanna decided to go into an assisted living facility. She signing the farm over to me.(I was all that was left of our family since my dad ran off when i was 10(no one knows where), and mom passed of a drug over dose shortly after). Becky had an older married sister, Mary. She was married to Richard Smith. I got along with him as he was a country boy type. We talked about hunting and fishing, and camping, and he wanted me to go on a boys campout with him and their two boys(who you've met). We went on one hunting trip just before my wedding, and we bonded(more on that later, lol). Then we got the call about Mary and Rich. There had been an accident on highway 19 up in Maine. Mary and Rich had been on their way home from a party. They never made it home and the Highway patrol found the car flipped and crushed just after a bad curve. The two boys didn't have any other reliable family but us. Mary and Becky had the same mom, but Mary's dad died in Iraq. Their mom got pregnant with Becky about a year later, but the guy was never known. Their mom raided the girls on her own, but just before Beck went off the senior year cancer hit, and it hit bad. Mary took care of her little sister even as she and Rich started their own family. Mary, Rich and the boys was all Becky had, and now only the boys. We had to take them in. The arrangements got made, and the boys moved from Maine to Ohio just after the new year 2020 Becky and I had the farmhouse so we had plenty of room. However we knew it was going to be a change. Both Becky and I had lost parents, and we knew the boys where going to be sad and upset by the circumstances. We expected push back and rebellion, but both boys for tge most part where polite, and mannered. The where good boys and over the few years Becky and I had been together they had been like cool little brothers to her, more then nephews, and they had excepted me as chill Uncle Mike. I wanted to be that for them, and so didn't try to push the authority figure to much. We tried to give them space the best we could, and they either played PS4(mine) in the Den or explored the large property, occationally they helped with a minor chores, and both said they was excited about farm life. Their Dad had always wanted a farm and had talked about moving down and putting a cabin on my back 40. It was about a week after they got to the farm that I found them compromised. It was on a warm spring afternoon, and I had some weekend chores to do before I headed back to work on my "real" job. Farming was part time, more a family tradition, but I worked in a local factory through the week. I was in a management training program since one of my degrees was business management. (The other agricultural science). I took our old electric golf cart out to the older barn near the pasture, trailer hooked to the back. The old barn was only used for storage these days and I needed a couple bails of fencing to do some spring repair work. I parked outside, and I realize now the boys must not have heard me with the golf cart being electric, and the well used trail not being to bumpy, but when I stepped into the rickety barn I see Colt on his knees with Brandon's cock in his 11yr old throat. "What the Fuck!" Both boys' heads whip in my direction and their normally olive complextions are both ash white and in places beet red from shock. "Uncle Mike..." Brandon tries to jerk his jeans up as Colt falls back on his ass in stunned silence. "Um it's good your Auntie didn't find you" I laugh. I know I should be mad, pissed, but the look on their faces. "We um... we um..." Colt starts to stammer. "OH I know what you was doing. I'm a dude. I've....well I shouldn't say what I've done" I feel a bit ashamed, but my cock is chubbing as I take in the scene, and remember sme things I've done. Vivid images. "Dad knew we play together" Brandon states as if to make it okay. I tried to keep a straight face, but I knew something about Rich that I assume Mary or Beck didn't know. "Dad taught us" Colt added. Brandon gave him a "shut the fuck up" look and then looked at me as if to see my reaction. "I'm not mad. Boys will be boys" I chuckle. I knew Rich had been a cheating man hoe. He had even gotten me drunk and stoned and talked me into a bit of "man on man fun", as he called it on a guys hunting trip not long before I said "I Do."(I said we would get to it, lol) I had been reluctant, but I was horny. I was drunk on Jack, and stoned on some very potent weed(he had also talked me into that, because of my job, lol) We was both horny after a few days of being pent up, and so I willing gave in as it was to be our secret. Our sister wives had been a couple thousand miles away in Florida (Disney)with the boys. I regretted it the next day, some, but Rich and I shared our secret. He had told me a few others that November week in the woods. But only one shocked me. We had started planning another hunting trip soon after. We talked about it enough that Beck and Mart started calling it the "brokeback" trip, and would laugh, if they only knew. But now I find out Rich had also been a man whore with his own boys. That had not been part of story hour. I didn't know if I should be repulsed and pissed or turned on by the Taboo of it. I had had similar thoughts when he had told me a few of his secrets. He had actually told me about a drunk weekend when Beck was 17, (long before i met Becky), but for now thats all I'll say. I never let Beck know I knew, but secretly it turned me on. I had to think. I was getting a chub. I needed to be careful. I wanted to both yell at them and join them. I took a deep breath. "Since your here grab a few of those fence bails and toss them on the trailer of the golf cart, will ya?" I smiled so they knew I wasn't mad. I tosseled Colt's hair as he stood up, dirty blond and a bit shaggy. I thought how my hand would feel on his head as his mouth was on my dick. "Sure," Brandon jumped into action. He was only 12 then, but he already had some good muscle under his "Red Sox" T shirt. (Must be a Maine thing, lol). After the trailer was loaded with my supplies I looked across the old pasture toward the house, and then back at tge boys as I took a sip from the Bud Light I had almost forgot about in the cup holder. "Be back up to the house in about an hour could ya? I could use some help with the fence, but I'll let you boys play in here for a few." I winked. "I'll send Beck into town for some Pizza and you two don't be rough out here" I gave Brandon a look that I'm sure he understood. "No way Uncle Mike."he smirked, and I saw his jeans looked wet at the zip. He had a light sheen of sweat in the mid morning sun. "B, is never rough. It's normally my idea. It makes me think of Daddy" Colt looks at me sadly. My heart breaks for him. I get those mixed feelings, but my dick flexing in my pants is at the front of my mind. I feel dirty. I know I shouldn't think like that. But then I think, now in a way, I'm his daddy" I climb into my seat and smile at the boys. "Just have fun and be safe. And just between you boys as long as both of you think it's ok." Yep I'm going to Hell, I think at the same time. "Remember I'll need your help in a bit" I change the subject, take another swig of beer, and I flick my Cart into drive and speed (as fast as an electric golf cart can) back toward the house. My cock throbbing in my pants. "What the fuck was I thinking?" I ask myself as I bump along toward the house. "Damn I'm horny, now" I sigh and swig. True to my word I sent Beck to town for pizza, but only after I gave her a quick fuck in our bedroom. The pussy felt so good, but it wasn't ass. Her tits felt so good in my hands, and my mouth, but it wasn't a hard dick. I had dirty thoughts of a 17 yr old Becky getting railed out by her Brother-in-law on her pink princess canopy bed. "Damn it Richard" I thought to myself as I fucked her doggy, and at tge same time wondered what all he had shown the boys. I recalked what he had shown me. My ass twitched, and as I looked out our window and saw the roof of the old barn behind a row of pines. I thought about Brandon Nutting in his little brother's mouth, and I sprayed cum deep into my wife as I panted and dripped sweat. "I don't know what got into you" she laughed as I rolled off of her still oozing. As she grabbed her purse and keys I gave Beck a deep kiss. "Love you, babe" I knew I ment those words, but at that moment I knew this was going to get interesting. A fuse was lit. And now three years later it was, in had long since ignited, in more ways then one. TO BE CONTINUED.