Date: Wed, 6 Sep 2023 03:41:59 +0000 (UTC) From: Jeremy Reynolds Subject: Chapter 15 of A Heart Big Enough A Heart Big Enough By Jeremy Reynolds (Copyright: all rights reserved. This story may be re-published with permission, in the current or in a proofed, edited form approved of by the author.) Hello! Disclaimer: I do *not* at all condone many of the behaviors depicted in this fantasy, seeing as they occur between adults and minors. In real life, someone who does what the adults in this story do are doing something very harmful. At times some of the adults may discuss the morality of adult-minor relationships. These are solely the views of the characters themselves and they only serve the purpose of furthering the story along. Any resemblances to real places or people, organizations etc, is entirely coincidental and is used fictionally. 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Please use this link to make a donation: https://donate.nifty.org/) This story features themes of gay incest, with depictions of parents and their teenage children engaging in sexual behavior together. There is also some "piss play" in it, especially toward the end. There are five main characters in this story: -Kyle and Daniel, adult brothers -Caleb (9 years old), Kyle's son -Jesse and Nathan ("Nate") (both 11 years old), Daniel's twin boys The various chapters are from their various points of view, as indicated in each subtitle. The chapters tend to grow longer as the story goes on. I'll post the shorter ones together sometimes. Chapter 15: Daniel I sat at home on the couch in the den, feeling something like heartache. I had had to say goodbye to my brother that morning, my brother with whom I had rekindled an old sexual and romantic relationship. Sure, he'd be coming back here in two weeks, but it was still hard since our love had just begun to really bloom again. Some of the heartache I felt was also no doubt coming from recognizing that I may have blown it with my son, Jesse. He and I had shared one brief, magical moment the other night, where we had stood in the water behind Ignacio Falls, naked, and had kissed and touched each other. I had freaked out and had told him what we had done was wrong, and he had taken it very badly to say the least. But I had really changed my mind about everything after talking to that brother and lover of mine, Kyle, and also after finding out that he, too, had feelings for his son, my nephew Caleb. I now wanted nothing more in the world, possibly, than to be given a second chance with Jesse. I had just texted him asking him directly if he would give me that second chance. Sure, I may have been coming across as desperate, but I didn't care. I also didn't care that he appeared to want to avoid talking things out, since he had told me in his last text he was going to be hanging out with his twin brother, Nate, this week. Anyway, he needed to know how I felt about him. He deserved that! I did too. I heard my phone buzz from where it sat on the couch in the den. I quickly looked at it, seeing it was a message from Jesse. He had written: "Sounds good. I was really hurt by what happened ... Maybe you can kiss me better?" There was a wink emoji at the end. Reading that ... it filled me with something I hadn't felt much of all day: hope. And not just hope, but also excitement, tender affection, probably some nervousness and anxiety, and ... desire, for him. Just then, the phone buzzed again in my hand and I looked and read the following, again from Jesse: "I'll talk to you later, since I'm on a date with Nate." A "date with Nate" ... ? What? Did he mean to say that, or was it a typo? He was out on a "date" with his twin brother? Why would he say that? As I asked myself all these questions, feeling bewildered, I suddenly had an image pop into my head: both of my twin boys were kneeing in front of each other on my bed, one to either side of me, where I lay in between. All of us were naked, and they were bent over my cock both licking its head at the same time, looking like mirror images of each other. I felt myself growing hard in my shorts, having this vision before my eyes ... "Do I want to ... have sex with my 11 year old twin sons?" I asked myself, feeling such a complex, powerful surge of emotions. I think I felt a bit of shame at myself and at my perverse desires, but I also felt like somehow this all "made sense." I guess I was definitely very attracted to Jesse, that I knew already--so why not to Nate also? And the idea of the two of them together, or of the three of us together, those ideas ... made me feel like I could go mad with lust. And why not indulge myself, if the opportunity presented itself? Hadn't Kyle and I talked about our belief in the ability of kids to enthusiastically consent? Hadn't we both experienced that ourselves as kids with Dad? Kyle would understand ... I wished I could talk to him right now, but he had texted me earlier saying he and Caleb had planned a "spa night" tonight and he may be off the grid. I had wished him good luck with all that, and had chosen to respect his time with his boy, time that could possibly be very important for them as far as connecting on a "deeper level," a level I now hoped to connect to my own sons on ... Apparently Nate and Jesse were connecting on that level right now as I sat here. I decided to try to make myself busy, to get all this out of my mind. I did a bunch of chores around the house and listened to some podcasts. I figured they would be doing dinner (on their "date"), so I popped a pizza into the oven and enjoyed 3/4 of it in one sitting. At last, a bit after sunset, I got a text from Nate informing me they were ready to be picked up. I got into the Subaru and headed over, feeling butterflies in my stomach thinking about how our interactions might go tonight and in coming days. I saw them over by the big turtle statue and stopped right in front of it. They piled the beach stuff into the back. Normally they both fought over the opportunity to sit up front with me, but they hopped onto the backseat behind me. "Hey, Dad," Nate said, after I had started driving. I looked back in the rear view mirror and saw the two of them, Jesse sitting in the middle seat and Nate on the passenger side next to him. This was also unusual for them, or for anyone to sit like that for that matter. Their faces looked really red, as if they had been exercising ... Oh, and what was really strange was that I think I could smell something abnormally salty. Maybe it was the beach. It sure smelled like ... cum. "Hey," I answered. "How'd things go today?" "It went well," Nate said. "We did a lot of good bonding." "Yeah, I, uh, heard you were on a `date' this evening ..?" I asked, noticing that Jesse averted his eyes when I said that. "Yup, we've realized we're both really cute," Nate explained, acting so nonchalant. "So we figured we'd go out." He turned, leaned in, and kissed Jesse on the cheek. Jesse smiled bashfully at him. "You two are pretty cute," I said, meeting Jesse's eyes for a moment. "So I can see why you wanted to do that ..." "You're cute, too, Dad," Jesse said, sounding nervous. "I mean, you're handsome." "Yeah, you're okay, Pops," Nate said. He winked at his brother. "So are you ... going on a second date?" I asked. "Yup. Well, it's technically a continuation of the same date. We're going to wash up and then watch something together up in our room. We have the Netflix account on our tablet, so we'll find something to watch on there." I felt ... jealous, hearing this. It was amazing that I could be jealous of my sons for spending time together. What, if anything, did this mean for me and Jesse? He had said that weird thing about me "kissing it better." Was that meant to be a joke? Were they trying to manipulate me somehow? "Okay, well, have fun!" I said, grinning and bearing it the best I could. We drove the rest of the way home and all helped take in the beach things. I noticed several streaks of white, some of it crusty, on their clothes at various points, and on their skin too. Was that cum? Or maybe ocean surf? Had they ... been sexual together? In any case, it was so suspicious. They went right upstairs when we got home. I finished cleaning a dish downstairs in the kitchen and put it away. Then I was walking up the stairs and, over in the door frame to the bathroom, I saw Jesse and Nate from behind, totally naked, their round little butts seeming to wiggle when they moved. They immediately went into the bathroom all the way and shut the door. I couldn't help but stand outside the door, trying to hear what they were doing and listening to whatever they said. They didn't say anything, but I could hear ... what sounded like kissing, really loud, wet kissing. Could they be in there really kissing right now? I briefly imagined what that would look like, the two of my boys kissing, and I felt myself growing hard again. "What am I doing?" I asked myself. Then I thought, "Maybe I need to get all this out of my system ..." I went over to my bedroom and closed and locked the door behind me. I went to the bed and lay down against the headboard. I pushed my shorts down and kicked them off at my feet. I lay there, staring at the naked lower half of my body. My penis was rock hard and pointing up at the fan above me. I leaned over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, and pulled out a rag. I kept several of those in there, along with some lotion, for the very purpose I retrieved it now. I took myself in my hand and began rubbing, gently at first, as I directed my thoughts to my brother. I imagined us laying on this very bed and engaging in more or less wild sex, more intense than that we had experienced together last night. I kept having images of my sons popping into my head, though, more and more often as I began to feel my climax coming on. And I not only saw them in my mind's eye as they were now, but I also kept finding myself imagining them as really little kids, in the bath, their small, identical forms entangled as one of them hovered above the other and bent their head down to offer them several not-so-brotherly kisses. "Ohhhhh!" I called out then, as my cock came alive and I pumped strings of cum into my rag. I lay there like that for a while, thinking over this course of events and wondering if this was all really happening and what it could mean for me and for all of us if it were. I decided to text Kyle, though I wasn't at all sure when or how he'd respond. I wrote: "Kyle, when you get a chance, we need to talk. I need to process some really serious stuff with you. Hope you're having fun with Caleb. I love you." I put my phone aside, gathered up my shorts and boxers again, put them on, and then got up from the bed and headed toward my bedroom door. On the way, I placed my cum-rag on the dresser. The bathroom Nate and Jesse had been using was empty now, and I saw that they were in their bedroom with the door closed but that their light was on. I crept up to the door and pressed my ear against it, straining to hear whatever they might say. " ... tomorrow, we'll really ramp it up," one of them, probably Nate, was saying in a half-whisper. Then I heard more of the sound that may or may not have been kissing, though I was feeling more and more sure that's what it was. I decided to leave them be and start getting ready for bed. I went through my normal nightly routine, but ended up laying there under the sheets feeling lonely, wanting my brother, lusting after my sons, and still feeling a little overwhelmed by everything. I think I finally nodded off at about 2 or 3. The next morning, I left my bedroom and first headed down toward the twins' room. The door was open and their beds were made, which wasn't too unusual actually. They were responsible kids. I made my way downstairs and found them in the kitchen ... locked in an embrace with each of them holding the other's behind. They were staring at each other, eye to eye. A second later and they were kissing! Yes, kissing, right in front of me, and it was a deep, sensual kiss too. "Wow," I said, feeling like my jaw would drop. They suddenly pulled apart as if they were only now becoming aware of my presence. They quickly stepped back away from each other, to opposite sides of the part of the kitchen they were in. I couldn't help but notice that both of them were fully hard in their pajama shorts. "Good morning, Dad," Jesse said, an awkward smile on his 11 year old face. "Don't mind us," Nate chimed in across from him. "We have trouble keeping our hands off each other. I'm sure you understand." "So, are you two ... an item, now?" I asked, still feeling so confused. "Maybe," Nate answered. "Or we're just really good brothers to each other." "Okay ..." "We put some laundry in by the way," Nate said. "We thought we'd help out a bit." "Okay, thanks." "Anyway, we're going to go play some video games or something for a while, so we'll catch ya later," Nate announced. He took Jesse by the hand and the two of them left me alone. Just then, I got a text from Kyle in response to the one I had sent him last night. He wrote: "Yes, we should talk! Caleb and me just woke up. We're going out for brunch but I can call you after that. That okay? I love you too!" I hung around downstairs for a while, trying to distract myself by watching some TV. I couldn't get the memory of them hugging and kissing like that out of my mind. I kept wondering, too, if they were somehow trying to tell me something here, show me something ... I finally got the call from Kyle. I answered, "Hey." "Hey, sweetheart," my brother said. "How's the morning going so far?" "It's good," I said, telling half the truth. "I'm going to take this outside. One second ..." I made my way to the backyard and sat on the swing on the patio. It was a bit humid out here. Not too bad though. "Okay, I'm good." "Good!" he replied. "I, uh, also have something to tell you ... but you can go first." "No, how about you go first?" I suggested. "Okay ..." He took a deep breath before continuing, "So ... Caleb and I ... we had sex last night ..." "Whoa!" I exclaimed. "Oh my god! So Caleb was really into it? Oh my god ... And wow, I knew things might be getting, uh, steamy over there last night, but I sure didn't expect that!" He chuckled. "Well, I wasn't planning on things going this far last night. Oh, and we didn't go `all the way,' by the way, though we did go far ... Anyway, we were planning the spa thing and everything started taking a ... romantic turn, and we ended up expressing our feelings for each other, and it went from there ... Daniel, honey, it was amazing ... Caleb told me he's been ... in love with me, for as long as he can remember. I think ... I think I'm in love with both of you now, you and him ... Somehow it all makes sense to me." My heart swelled within me hearing that. I felt genuinely happy for my brother, not jealous at all. I felt like it did all "make sense," maybe in some mystical way for all I knew ... "I'm happy for you, Kyle. I really am." "Thank you, Daniel." He proceeded to tell me all the details about their dinner, the make out sessions, the erotic massages, and finally the magical "jacuzzi" experience. It was all so beautiful. "So tell me what's going on with you, brother," Kyle said after he finished telling me about him and my nephew. "Did you talk to Jesse?" I told him about how the twins spent their time yesterday at a beach, while I stayed home. Then I launched into the meat of the matter: "I don't know if you'll believe this ... but Nate and Jesse are ... becoming intimate with each other ..." I paused, waiting for a reply, but it didn't come. "Jesse said they were going on a `date' last night, and I saw them in the bathroom together later, and heard kissing. It was kissing ... I saw them this morning in the kitchen and they were holding each other's butts and they kissed right in front of me ..." "Whew," Kyle said in an exhale. "That's ... Wow, that's so interesting. They're like us ..." "Yeah, they are," I affirmed. "There's more ... I am finding myself really, um, aroused thinking about them, both of them now. I even ... jerked off last night imagining them, and it was intense ... I felt a lot of shame afterward." "I know I have some experience with this kind of thing, of course," he commented. "Anyway, here's the thing, Daniel ... They are both really beautiful boys, and I do think that there's a special kind of intimacy, and romance, that's possible between a father and his son, or sons ... I experienced that last night with Caleb. The love I have for him, and that he has for me ... it feels so magical, otherworldly, transcendent ... It transcends societal norms and morals. As long as everyone involved consents, I honestly don't see anything to be shameful about, when it comes to romance or being intimate with your kids. Especially if they're as smart and capable and mature as your kids, and Caleb, too." He was giving words to some of my deepest yearnings and my profoundest hopes in this moment. I did want that: the special, magical relationship with my boys, with both of them. I had caught a glimpse of what that would be like the other night on the trail during the storm, with Jesse. Kyle had experienced that with Caleb ... I decided then and there, on the phone with my brother, that I would not feel ashamed about my feelings for Jesse and Nate. Instead, I would celebrate them, wherever they may lead me, and us. "Thank you for saying all that," I said. I felt a tear flowing down my cheek. I wiped it up and sniffled. "You're so right. I'm going to ... be open to exploring this, with them. And it is more than a sexual thing. I think I see that now, and I'm sure you do too with Caleb, or with you and me and our relationship. It's beyond just sex." "Agreed," Kyle said. "Do you want to say `hi' to Caleb?" he asked a moment later. "Sure!" "Okay, here he is!" Caleb's voice came out of the phone, saying, "Hey, Uncle Daniel!" "Hey bud!" I said, feeling a smile come over my lips. "How are you doing?" "I'm GREAT!" he answered eagerly. "I heard Daddy telling you about last night. It was so amazing ..." I heard what sounded like kissing then. "Yeah, I bet it was," I said. "I also heard about Nate and Jesse," Caleb said. "And I am really happy for them. I would have thought I'd be jealous, since I do really love Nate, but I'm not. Me and Nate talked about how we think that you can love more than one person if your heart is big enough." I smiled. "I agree with that. I love your dad, and he loves me. But I know he loves you too ... We can all love each other. Why not?" I had another image drop into my mind: this time I saw all of us, me, my sons, Kyle and Caleb, all of us upstairs in my bed, naked, kissing and touching each other all over, our bodies entangled. There was a stirring in my groin seeing that. "Are you going to ask them out?" Caleb was asking now, his question pulling me from my reverie. "Them? Oh, you mean Jesse and Nate? You think I should ask them out, like on a date or something?" "Yeah, or something," Caleb confirmed. "I bet they'd say yes. They both think you're really cute." "Hmmm ... I'll take that into consideration." He handed the phone back to his dad, and he and I talked a bit more, discussing possible plans for their upcoming visit. We also talked about their move and what would be involved with all that. Many details to cover, before then! We ended the call with our "I love you"s, and said goodbye. Kyle had to work today. He was going to start asking his superiors about the move. I went back inside and saw it was past lunchtime, so I called for the boys and they came running to the kitchen ... and I was surprised to see that they were both missing their shorts, though they had on some big T-shirts. At first I thought they were naked beneath those shirts, which came down to their thighs, but as they moved around the kitchen and then when they sat on the counter seats, I saw that they were both wearing some kind of underwear, really skimpy stuff, with black lace. "Is that new underwear?" I asked, swallowing hard. "Yeah," Nate answered, smiling. "Check it out." He got up from the counter seat and pulled his T-shirt up to his nipples. He swirled around a bit, back and forth, to show me what he had on. It was what I suspected it was: a black, lacey thong, with a small pouch up front (against which his "package" strained, though he only appeared semi-erect) and only a thin piece of fabric behind. It traveled down between his butt cheeks. Those cheeks were ... so beautiful, perfectly framed and so round and white. My dick sure seemed to like it. It came very much alive again beneath my shorts. Seeing this, how they were dressed right now, and how Nate's butt looked in the skimpy underwear ... it pushed me over the edge. I knew what I had to do. "Whew, okay, guys," I started, trying to catch my breath. Nate lowered his shirt and the two of them looked over at me expectantly. "I don't know how you'll respond to this ... but I, uh, would like to ... ask you out on a date." Jesse suddenly broke out into a huge smile, the biggest I'd ever seen on his face. Nate smiled in a more subdued way and glanced over at his brother for a moment. Then he turned to me, his hands on his hips, and asked, "What do you wanna do, for our date?" "I don't know yet," I said. "But maybe ... dinner, here, prepared by me. I'll make us something ... romantic, like pasta or something. And we can maybe play some games or watch a movie later, or both. What do you think?" "Dinner sounds nice," Jesse said, his cheeks going red seemingly out of embarrassment. "Should we dress up a little?" "Sure, if you'd like," I said. "But make sure you wear that underwear underneath." This made Jesse blush even more, and caused his brother to take a turn breaking out into a large smile. I was probably blushing too, I think. "Maybe ... I'll get something too, myself. I have to go out to get stuff for dinner anyway." "Deal," Nate said. "What time should we eat?" "How about ... 6ish?" "That works," Nate confirmed. "Awesome. I'm, uh, really looking forward to it." "Oh! By the way, how about we play strip poker tonight?" Nate said, wearing that subtle smile of his. "I don't remember how to play poker, but we may be able to do a strip ... Uno thing if you like," I answered, chuckling. "If you're both into that." They were, by indication of their nodding heads. "Okay, well, I'll get things ready and will head out to get our stuff. I'll, uh, see you two later." They both smiled again and ran off to play their video games or do whatever it is they were going to do. I stood there in the kitchen for a while, thinking everything over, forgetting that we hadn't actually had lunch just now. I texted Kyle to let him and his son know about my plans with the boys, and he responded with enthusiastic congratulations and well-wishes, including several emojis. He said he wanted a full report tomorrow. I went out in the Subaru, first to the mall where I bought myself my own pair of "fun underwear." While at the mall, I had to tuck my cock up underneath my belt to hide my erection, since doing all this was wildly turning me on. I then drove over to the grocery store and bought the things we needed for dinner along with a couple other things. I came home and headed straight up to the bathroom connected to my bedroom and took a shower. I shaved off the bits of hair that had grown on me in various places, wanting to be as cleanly hair free as they likely still were. I donned my new underwear, not caring that I hadn't washed it yet, and then put on a pair of pants and a dark blue button-down shirt. I then went into the bedroom and switched out the sheets and tidied up, adding some niceties, including scented candles, to the scene as seemed appropriate for a romantic evening with my boys. I went downstairs to the kitchen and began preparing dinner for us, fettuccine chicken alfredo, a classic. I set the table up all nicely with place mats, long candles, wine glasses (I wondered if they would be interested in trying some champagne), and two single red roses which I placed lightly on their plates. I turned on my Bluetooth speaker and put on some light martini jazz. It was six o'clock now, and everything was ready. It was game time. They both came into the dining room, big smiles on their adorable faces as they saw what I had set up for us. They wore identical sets of dark chinos with white dress shirts and stylish red vests. I seemed to see a hint of red in their lips, too, beyond what would be expected, and I wondered if one of them had access to some lipstick. Regardless, they both looked so cute. "Hey," I said, smiling shyly over at them. "Ready?" "Oh yeah," Nate said. He and his brother sat down in their chairs. "Oh, this is nice," he said, taking up the rose on his plate and taking a good whiff of it. Jesse did the same, and looked up at me and said, "This is sweet, Dad ..." "Yeah, it is," Nate echoed. "Anything for my boys," I said, taking a seat myself. "By the way, you look really nice, both of you." "Thanks," Jesse said, smiling shyly. "You do too, Dad." "Hey, so how do you two feel about having a little champagne with me, over dinner?" I asked. "I'd like some!" Nate called out immediately. "Me too," Jesse agreed. I poured a little of it into each of their glasses and watched with amusement as they took their first gulps. "Hmm, that's interesting," Jesse said, cocking his head. "I think I like it though." He coughed a little. "Same," came Nate's reply. We ate and drank and each of us made little comments about the food (they thought it was really good!) and about how their video game playing had gone earlier. Finally, the conversation drifted in another direction. "Have you talked to Uncle Kyle today?" Nate asked. "I have," I said. "I talked to him and to Caleb today." "Caleb too? Cool ..." "Yup ... And they told me about a ... new development in their relationship," I explained, pausing to take a sip of the alcohol. "They have, um, fallen in love. They are together ..." Their eyes widened, but both smiled so brightly. "Wow!" Nate exclaimed. "That's ... amazing ..." "Yeah, it is," Jesse remarked. "Are they ... you know, kissing and stuff?" "Yes," I answered. "They were intimate together last night. They had a spa night and things got romantic." "No way!" Nate said. "That's so incredible ..." "Yeah, it is," I affirmed. I met eyes with Nate just then, and I said, very cautiously, "I know you and Caleb were close ... Are you okay with this?" He smiled very easily and responded, "I am. He and I, we talked about it last night and decided that we can love more than one person. I know that's possible, now ..." He looked over at his twin, who returned the look. They smiled at each other. "Me and Jesse, we also love each other. I mean, in a romantic and ... sexual way." "I definitely caught on to that!" I said with a chuckle. "I also believe you can love more than one person at time ... You two may not know this, but me and your uncle Kyle were ... lovers, once, when we were about your age ... We just started up again with our relationship, and I would say we are definitely in love again. And I am also totally okay with him loving Caleb, just like you are with him loving his dad." "You and him were just like us," Jesse said, it not really being a question or anything. Just an observation. "There's something else," I began. "Me and Kyle were also ... intimate with our dad, your grandpa, at different times growing up. I think we both still loved him, even when he died. We may love him forever ..." I felt a tear fall down my cheek to my mouth, and I used a napkin to brush it away. There was silence a moment, then Jesse reached out and took my free hand in his. His eyes looked teary as well. He said, "I'm sorry ... Must be so hard ... I, too, know what it's like to love your dad ..." he smiled up at me, sweetly but shyly. "I love you, Dad ... I'm in love with you." "I think I'm falling for you, too," Nate said very softly, looking down at the rose next to his plate. He raised his eyes. "I know that you and Jesse had ... something special together. But I feel that too, toward you. Toward both of you. I ... want to explore all this with you, if you'll let me ..." My heart swelled in me hearing that from both of them. I felt such love, a fatherly affection mixed with desire and still far-seeming hopes ... I smiled at them and said, "I think I'm falling for you, too. Both of you." We all stared into each other's eyes, sharing such a blissful connection. Jesse continued to hold my hand, while Nate attempted to put his arm kind of around my back and ended up caressing my shoulder. "I'm glad we're sharing all this with each other," I said. "But just know, please, that we all need to be consenting to whatever we're going to be doing together ... We don't have to do anything, either, if you don't want to ..." "I want to," Jesse said, and looked over at Nate. "Me too," his brother said. "Okay ... I'm glad." Again there was a moment of silence. Then I spoke up again, saying, "Want to go into the TV room and sit on the couch for a bit? If we still want to play the, uh, Uno game, we can use the coffee table. I've already put the cards out there." "I'd like that," Nate said. "Me too," said Jesse. We all got up from the dining room and made our way to the TV room. I turned on a lamp next to the couch, so that it cast a soft, warm light on it. I sat in the middle and my sons got to either side of me. I put my arms around their backs and pulled them in. "Can we ... kiss a bit?" Jesse asked, biting his little lips. I didn't answer, verbally at least. Instead, I slowly leaned toward him and continued on until our lips met in a kiss. It was much like the first one we had shared behind Ignacio Falls. His lips felt so small and tender against mine, but he brought so much feeling to even the slightest touch that I felt almost overpowered with desire for more, for him. I pulled back, looked into his beautiful blue eyes, and then came in again for a second kiss, this one longer than the last. It felt so good, so natural, so right ... Surely there was nothing wrong in this. I pulled away again and turned my head to my other son, my other boy, whom I had never kissed before (on the lips). He swallowed hard, looking both excited and nervous all at the same time. He and I both leaned in toward one another and shared a sweet, tender kiss, like the one I had just experienced with his brother. A second kiss followed, and this time I felt his little tongue slipping out of his mouth and diving in a little of the way between my lips. On the third kiss, I met his tongue with mine, the two clashing between us. That kiss multiplied into a series of more or less intense French-kisses. I felt so lost in the moment ... I felt something then, against my rock hard cock beneath the fabric of my pants. I glanced down and saw that Jesse had reached out and had begun touching the damp mound I was making in my lap. I turned toward him, Jesse, seeing this "drunk" expression on his young face. I leaned in and he and I began kissing as deeply as I had just been kissing Nate. As I did so, Nate also began touching my penis through the fabric, rubbing it on one side while Jesse continued to rub it on the other. The sensation, the feeling of their fingers against it ... it was driving me wild. We went back and forth like this for what seemed like a long time, me spending time kissing each of them in turn while they touched me. After a bit of this, I felt like we needed a good break so I pulled back, took a long, deep breath, and said, "Wow, boys ... that was spectacular ..." "For us, too, Daddy," Jesse said, smiling over at me. I absolutely loved hearing him calling me that. It spoke to such tenderness, a childlike trust. "I can hardly believe this is all happening," I said. "It feels so unreal in some ways ..." "It's real, Dad," Nate said, as he leaned forward and again kissed my lips. "It's real." "Well, so ... should we play the game?" I asked, looking from one to the other. "Sure ..." Jesse said. Nate just nodded, smiling so contentedly. I had already placed the Uno cards on the coffee table, so I shuffled the deck and we began playing rounds of Uno. We decided to have the winner of each hand decide who would be removing what item of clothing. As we played, they both fondled me from time to time, and I them, especially as the clothes started coming off. "Uno!" I called out, the first of us to do so that first round. A few moments later and I had placed my last card down. "I win!" I exclaimed, raising my hands to celebrate. "Darn!" Nate said, winking at me. "So, who and what?" "How about ... I take off my shirt?" I suggested. "Okay, I'm cool with that, for one," Nate replied. "I like this game," Jesse chimed in, his hand resting on my thigh. We continued to play, each of us having won at least one round. They, like me that first round, sometimes chose to remove one piece of their own clothing, but more often they were asking me to remove what I had on. Finally, the winner of the round, Jesse in this case, asked me to remove my pants, the last bit of cloth on me beside my underwear. Both of them had already removed their pants but still wore their dress shirts. I had enjoyed seeing them wearing those same little thongs again, though I couldn't see their fronts or backs too clearly yet because of their rather long shirts. I caressed and squeezed their shiny, smooth legs several times. "Okay, so off go the pants!" I said playfully in response to Jesse's request. I unbuttoned the pants and slowly pushed them down over my lap and down my legs all the way until they fell off my feet. "Hey, very hot, Daddy," Jesse said. "Thanks, sweetie." I wore a thong myself, of course, the one I had bought earlier that day at the mall. It was dark blue. My cock up front was so hard that it couldn't be contained well in the little pouch. From above, you could see the root of my shaft because I was pushing the band forward so much. "Let's see the back," Nate said. I obliged, standing up and doing a little twirl for them. I really did feel so incredibly sexy right now, relishing their erotic interest in my body in this moment. "Damn, you're so ripped, Dad," Nate said. He reached out and touched my butt, fondling me gently. "You have a nice ass." "Yeah, you do, Daddy," his brother said. He also reached out, touching my other cheek. "I want to lick it. Mmmm." "Go ahead," I said, winking at him. He went pale, and then blushed so hard. "Daddy, I was kind of kidding ..." "I'm all yours," I said in invitation. His smile disappeared and what replaced it was an expression of ... wonder, maybe. He leaned forward, not removing his hand, stuck out his tongue, and licked the cheek on his side from bottom to top, all in one single, long movement. It was so hot, feeling the textures of his tongue on me there. Before I hardly knew what was happening, I felt another tongue on my other cheek. It was Nate. He had taken the initiative to lick my cheek on the other side. This must have inspired his brother because he came in again a second time. Then a third. They both ended up licking my butt cheeks several times, just like they were two big white lollipops. "Okay, so who's dealer this time?" Nate asked, sitting back again on the couch after the two of them had stopped licking. I sat down again between them. We all continued to play, I winning enough to get them both down to their thongs without sacrificing mine. They, too, were erect, both of them, and they were also pushing out the fronts of their thongs so that I could see the bottoms of their surprisingly large cocks, large for their age at least. "I won!" Jesse said at the end of another round. "Okay, well, who and what, sweetheart?" I asked, smiling over at him. He turned toward me and said, "You. Underwear." "Yessir." With that, I stood up in front of them, facing away from them so that they had another clear view of my butt. I wiggled that butt a little, again enjoying the attention they were no doubt shedding upon me. Then I took the waistband of the thong between my fingers and very slowly lowered the whole thing, freeing my cock in the process. It bounced up as the front of the thong passed over it. I bent a little to push the bit of cloth all the way down my legs, and then I stood up again and put my hands on my waist. I wiggled a second time. "Glorious," Nate said, not resisting the urge to reach out and fondle me. "Dad, you have the perfect butt ..." "Hey, Nate," I started, not turning to face him as I addressed him. "Can you also call me `Daddy?' Like Jesse does? I really like it." "Sure ... Daddy," Nate said, as I felt his fingers slid over toward my crack. A moment later and Jesse was touching me again as well, the two of them exploring the contours of my behind. After this had went on for a little while, I asked them, "Okay, you guys ready for me to turn around now?" "Uh huh," I heard Jesse say, he being the one to speak up this time. I very slowly turned myself around, my hands remaining on my hips. I watched them, their faces and expressions, as my two sons took good long looks at my long, hard, perfectly shaved penis with its big, heavy balls. I was leaking precum up top and a stream of the stuff had traveled down the bottom of the shaft. "That's beautiful, Daddy," Nate said, swallowing hard and looking from it to me and then back to it. "It's so big ..." "Yeah, it is ..." Jesse said. "It's like, almost twice as big as ours ..." "Can we touch it?" Nate asked. "Of course," I answered. "Anything for you, my loves. My babies." They both leaned forward at the same time, reached out, and each of them touched me on one side, their 11 year old fingers sliding up and down along my length, the tips of those fingers getting damp with precum which they'd then spread wherever they'd go. Nate descended lower and gathered my balls in his hand, but they were too big so he brought his other hand over to help carry the load. Jesse, meanwhile, rested his free hand on my side, his fingers grazing the side of my butt. I looked down, mesmerized, as my twin sons touched me and explored my adult genitals. Hard to believe, almost, that these two wonderful beings, these beautiful young men, had come from me, that I had effectively helped to create them from the same cum that they were spreading over me now ... "I love you both so very much," I said, putting my hands on their heads and running my fingers through their luscious blonde hair. They both looked up at me, their blues eyes seeming to shine. "I love you too, Daddy. So much," Jesse said. "Me too, Daddy," Nate said. "This all feels so right somehow ... Us being together like this. I love both of you." He leaned over toward his twin brother and kissed him on the cheek. Jesse smiled at him and turned more fully in his direction. I watched as they met in the middle and exchanged a series of long, sensual kisses, all while they continued to touch me. "I love seeing you two like this," I commented. "We're glad, Daddy," Nate said, breaking off from kissing. He then moved his face over to my cock, stuck out his tongue, and gathered up a big glob of precum. With that still on his tongue he turned back toward Jesse. Jesse stuck his own tongue out and both of the pink members met, tip to tip, both tasting my precum and appearing to be relishing its salty flavor. That started them on another series of kisses, these of the French kind. They continued to fondle my penis as they effectively made out with each other. After a while of this, we all simultaneously decided to get back to our game. I sat again between them on the couch, and they both leaned in toward me so that we were all pretty much cuddling, me with my cock pointed straight up, still leaking. I won the next game of Uno and decided that we'd have Jesse take off his thong. His brother and I watched, cuddling together on the couch, as Jesse stood up, turned away as I had moments before, and removed the little bit of underwear, exposing to us that cute, round, bouncy little bubble butt of his. I took it in my hands, my palms and fingers covering almost all of each cheek as my fingers grazed his crack. "Beautiful," I said, caressing his smooth skin. I squeezed the cheeks together. "I want to eat it ..." "Go ahead," Jesse said, half-turning his head to smile down on me. I obeyed, leaning forward and moving my hands outward a little bit in the process. I stuck my tongue out and gently pressed it against one of his cheeks, from bottom to top, and then the other in the same way. Then I pulled the white globes apart, staring in upon his little, pink anus, and I again stuck out my tongue and licked him, starting down below his anus, up over it, and then on up until I reached the bottom of his lower back. He tasted clean, with only a hint of mustiness. As I reached the top of his crack, I heard him let out what sounded like a whimper. "Oh, Daddy ..." he said then in a half-moan. "That felt so good ..." I went in again for a second lick, this time pushing the tip of my tongue into his tight hole just a little bit, before I continued licking him up all the way. Meanwhile, Nate leaned into me and began kissing my back and shoulders, and he caressed my inner thigh with one of his hands. I was sure that I was leaking loads of precum down onto the carpet below. This went on for a few minutes, and then I pulled back and Nate and I sat back to enjoy the show as my son turned around. He gave a cute, little wiggle after his young penis came into view, causing it to do a little circle in the air with its tip. It was definitely much smaller than my own, of course, but for his age it was still pretty big. There was a bubble of precum oozing out of its tip, atop its swollen head. His balls were also fairly heavy looking, again for his age. He had a few long blonde hairs here and there, the signs of pubertal change. "Can I touch it?" I asked, in a mock-shy way. "If you're gentle, Daddy," Jesse answered, winking down at me. I was gentle, as gentle as I could be, as I reached out and took his shaft between my fingers. I rubbed his skin, going from top to bottom and back again several times. I did as they had done to me, taking bits of his precum and applying the slimy liquid to every part of his cock. I held his balls in my hand for a while, caressing each little ball one at a time. Nate, meanwhile, was holding me now. He was pushing down upon the tip of my cock with his thumb, seeming to be trying to squeeze out more of my precum. "Why don't you lick him, a little, Daddy?" Nate asked, kissing my shoulder. It was really hot, him giving me directions like this ... I smiled up at Jesse and then bent forward and licked his glistening tip, tasting what his horniness had produced. I ran my tongue down his length and moved it over each of his balls, and then made my way up again to his tip. I spread my lips, opening up an "O," and took him into my mouth, closed my lips around his shaft, and sucked him in as far as I could manage. I got practically the whole thing into my mouth. I enjoyed the feel of his balls against my chin. I licked him all around, meanwhile, and as I did so I made a number of sloppy wet noises. Just then, I felt something soft around my cock head, something both soft and wet. It was Nate's lips around my hardness, along with his tongue which he rubbed against my skin. He was doing his best to take me into his mouth but could only manage it about a third of the way. I found myself wanting to moan, as Jesse had, but of course I couldn't with him in my mouth. Right when I began to wonder whether I might start heading toward having an orgasm, Nate let go of me, prompting me to let go of Jesse. I looked up into Jesse's face and saw that he was gazing down at me with half-closed lids and a lusty smile. Even though it was at this point entirely unnecessary, we played a last round of strip Uno which resulted, of course, in Nate having to remove the last item of clothing any of us were wearing. He stood up and his brother and I watched as he removed his thong, showing us that adorable ass of his in the process. He wiggled it tantalizingly before us, seeming to be asking, begging us to touch or lick it. I obliged, licking each cheek several times, and then diving into his crack very deeply afterward. All the while, Jesse took a turn pleasuring me with his mouth down below, his head in my lap. He seemed to be able to take more of me into him than his brother had, for whatever reason. Nate turned around just a little while later, showing us that adorable little thing between his legs, it sticking up as much as had his brother's. I licked him there also, and took him in between my lips as I had done moments before with Jesse. I pulled away from him a bit earlier than I had with his brother and sat back on the couch as Jesse released me in turn and also sat back. I wanted something very specific then, and I decided to express my wish before Nate sat down: "Hey, babies," I addressed them. "Can you please show me a little of the love you have for each other? I mean, can you kiss and touch each other in front of Daddy? He's so horny and you would make him so happy ..." "Of course, Daddy," Jesse said. He leaned over and kissed my cheek before standing up next to his brother. I watched, so turned on, as the twins seemed to be almost melding together as they pressed their young, mirror-image bodies against one another. Their cocks kissed, gooey tip to gooey tip, and then the shafts slid wetly together. They both reached around each other's backs and grasped their butt cheeks. Up top, they smiled toward one another and then leaned in and began to kiss, each more passionate and full-mouth than the last. They were, indeed, showing me how much love they had between them. "Mmm, you are such good brothers," I said. I couldn't help but fondle my cock as I watched them. I didn't rub or squeeze it too much, though, since I didn't want to ejaculate prematurely. "You two are works of art ..." Jesse stopped kissing Nate and they both turned to look at me. With a wry smile, Jesse said, "You made us, Daddy. You're the artist." "You painted us with that big daddy cock of yours, Daddy," Nate said, glancing down at it. "Maybe you two will make your own little baby boys someday," I pointed out. "Yup," Nate agreed. "But maybe we can start expressing our special daddy love for them earlier on, than you did with us." "Yeah, and when you can easily take their little pricks into your mouths, balls and all," I said, feeling myself inching closer to cumming. I didn't want that yet, so I abruptly halted and stood up. I took the two of them in my arms and the three of us hugged, my cock between them against their stomachs. "I love you two, Nate and Jesse," I said. As I said it, I could swear I was starting to well up. "I'm so happy we're close like this. You're so important to me." "You are to us, too," Jesse said. He and I shared a couple tender kisses. I turned to his brother after and provided him with the same thing. "Do you want to go up to my bedroom?" I asked, pulling slightly away from them and taking their hands in mine. "Sure," they both said at the same time. I led them by their hands upstairs to my bedroom. I didn't bother to shut the door behind us since it was just us here anyway. I dropped their hands and went over to the dresser and lit the candles I had laid out. Their flowery aromas filled the air, along with their warm, orange light. I turned on my Bluetooth and put on some more of that romantic jazz music I had played for us downstairs at the dining table. I turned toward the bed and found them lying on it with their backs against the pillows at the headboard. They were holding each other, cuddling and exchanging little kisses. It was such a scene. "May I?" I asked, gesturing playfully toward them with my hand. They nodded, so I dove down onto the bed and sat between them, as I had on the couch. The three of us began to kiss each other again, taking turns, me kissing each of them in turn and then them kissing each other over me. We fondled each other, including on and around our swollen penises. Not too long after we lay down and began kissing, I had another of my "dirty daddy" ideas about what we should do next. I guess I got creative when I was super horny! "Have you two ever sixty-nined?" I asked, glancing from one of them to the other. "I don't think so," Jesse said. "Isn't that where ... you both suck each other? At the same time?" "Yeah, it is," Nate informed him. "I thought about doing it with Caleb, and with you, too, babe." He looked over at his brother, then turned toward me. "You want us to do it? Me and Jesse?" "Yes," I said. "Would you do that for me? For Daddy?" I made a mock-pleading face, trying to look like a needy puppy. Jesse giggled and Nate chuckled. Then I sat back a little further upon the pillows as they both got onto their knees in front of me. They kissed a couple times, front to front, then Nate moved so that he lay on his back facing me, so that I could see his little anus below his hard cock. Jesse adjusted himself so that he was able to hover on his hands and knees above his twin, but facing the opposite way, the top of his head directly before my eyes. "You ready, baby?" Nate asked his brother. "Uh huh," came Jesse's reply. Both of them opened their mouths wide at the same time and allowed themselves to take in as much of the other's cock as they could. For Jesse on top, this meant descending upon Nate, and of course for Nate it meant the opposite. I watched, touching myself, as my sons sucked on each other. Every so often one or both of them would begin moaning. They seemed to be developing such a good rhythm, with their intermittent in-sucking. My mind was aflame with lust, seeing this. I felt almost possessed as I found myself getting up onto my knees and scooting around them so that I was now on my knees facing Jesse's ass which was sticking up in the air above his brother's head. My son's butt looked so inviting, in that moment, especially because of how it hovered above Nate's head and sucking mouth like that. I leaned forward and pressed my cock against that butt, smearing it with globs of my precum all over both cheeks and up and down in his crack. I then planted my cock down into that crack so that its head was facing up toward Jesse's lower back. I pulled my slick penis backward so that its underside rubbed against my son's anus. I pushed it back up again all the way so that my tip landed again on the bottom of his lower back, all the while remaining between those bubbly ass cheeks of his. I began to repeat the motion, up and down, so that I was effectively jerking myself off in his crack, using his cheeks as I would my hand. This seemed to be driving both of my sons wild. They began to offer muffled moans as they continued to suck on each other all the while. I felt myself rapidly approaching a massive orgasm ... "Oh, I'm gonna cummmmmm!" Jesse said aloud then, releasing his brother for a moment to do so. "Me toooooo ..." came Nate's reply. Both boys sounded almost frantic, and they both resumed their sucking immediately after announcing their approaching climaxes. I looked down then, below his butt, and saw that Jesse's cock was convulsing between Nate's lips. The latter's cheeks were filling with his brother's cum. I suspected the same was happening on the other end of the sixty-nine. This all set me over the edge. I reached my own orgasm, my cock coming alive against my son's butt crack. It pumped strings and strings of cum up onto Jesse's back, some of it landing all the way up onto the hair on the back of his head. I practically screamed when I felt the release. What followed were moments of erotic flurry, the three of us seeming to be desperately clinging to each other, entangling our limbs and parts and kissing each other's mouths. It all made for a strange, powerful scene, all of us swimming in pure, post-orgasmic bliss for several minutes. We eventually calmed down, all of us ending up sitting again with our backs to the pillows at the headboard, one of them on either side of me. We continued to kiss and caress each other for a while, occasionally fondling each other's soft, leaking penises. I felt such overwhelming, almost terrifyingly wonderful sensations and emotions and love for them. I felt their love for me as well, almost as if it was a big, heavy blanket over us. "I love you," I said, as somberly as I could, turning to each or them and meeting their upturned mouths with mine. "I love you ..." "I love you, too, Daddy," Jesse said back. He turned to Nate and said, "I love you, Nate." Nate's eyes had welled up, and a tear had slid down his cheek. He wiped it away and said, "I love you, too, Jesse. And you, Daddy." We all lay like that for a while longer, enjoying our special moment. When I had felt like maybe we were good to start talking again and interacting in different ways, I broke the silence, saying, "Thank you for sharing that with me, sweethearts." "It's just the beginning," Nate said, smiling brightly into my face. "Huh, babe?" I nodded. "Yeah, it really is ..." "Hey, do you know what we should do?" Nate asked, sounding more like his usual, mischievous self by the minute. "We should take a selfie and send it to Uncle Kyle and Caleb." "Oh? Like this, you mean, naked?" I asked skeptically. "Yeah, why not?" Nate answered. "We'll be sharing our love with them ... Why not share it when it's so good?" "Yeah, let's do it," Jesse said. "Okay ..." I said, reaching over to the nightstand to get my phone. "But let's not show any of our, um, private parts. That could get us into trouble since you're minors." I held the phone out, pressed the little camera switcher thing, and took a couple pictures of the three of us smiling, all cuddled up together. I sent the picture to my brother and put the phone down onto the nightstand again. "Hey, Daddy ..." Nate said then, his fingers playing with the tip of my still wet but floppy penis. "Do you think ... we could all have sex together sometime? I mean, us and Kyle and Caleb? I think it'd be so nice." "Me too," Jesse said. I had, of course, had that same idea myself earlier today. It did sound super hot. Like, super duper duper hot. But I didn't know if Kyle or Caleb would go for it ... It was a kind of weird thing, an orgy. It probably wasn't for everyone. I answered, "We would have to talk to them about it, and find out if they would be comfortable doing something like that with us. We can ask them about it ..." "Like, ask them out? Like have a big date together or something, the five of us?" Nate asked. "Yeah, maybe ..." I said, thinking things over. "Maybe we could all rent an Airbnb or something on the beach when they visit ... Like, a private beach or something ... I have heard there are some that are really private around here." "That sounds amazing," Nate said. "Yeah, it does," Jesse chimed in. "Let's ask them about it and we can start planning stuff." "Okay, that's what we'll do then ..." I said, smiling down at them and hugging them close. "Well, should we take showers? Maybe take one together?" "Sure," they both said. We got up from the bed and made our way into the bathroom. I was about to stop at the toilet to take a piss when I felt Jesse's hand on mine. He pulled me away and said, "Can we, um, pee on each other? In the shower?" "Yeah, let's do that," his brother said next to him. "It's hot, Daddy." I was surprised, finding out about their interesting fetish. I hadn't ever considered doing anything like this before, but right now it did sound pretty hot ... "Okay, let's do it," I said. We all went into the shower but I didn't turn it on. Without prompting, my twin boys both crouched down, squatting in front of me with those big smiles on their faces again. I took this as my cue. I aimed at the two of them and began urinating on them, on their faces, into their open mouths, onto their bodies, and their hardening dicks .. I felt myself becoming harder again too, by the second. "Mmm, that's so fun," Nate said, smearing my pee in his hair. He turned up toward me and asked, "Can we do you now?" I nodded, and we switched positions, the two of them standing above me while I squatted. They both let loose at once and soon I was drenched in their piss, tasting it in my mouth and feeling like I was immersed in its strange aroma. "Yeah, that was kind of nice," I said, chuckling as I stood up and wiped at my eyes. We showered together after that, taking turns washing one another with the soapy, bubbly body wash I kept in there. We were all three of us fully hard again by the end. As we stepped out of the shower and headed over to the sink to take turns brushing our teeth, I realized that we were bound to experience a `round two' before the night was over. Bring it on, I thought to myself with a large smile.