Date: Sun, 12 Jun 2022 16:36:48 +0000 From: Shawn D.F. Subject: Hard Working Brothers, Ch. 5 ATTENTION! This story contains sexual content of a homosexual nature between consenting adults who happen to be related. Everyone in this is fictional, and if any of the activities in this story, namely sex between men, specifically between adult men who are related to each other, happen to offend you or are in violation of what your jurisdiction deems appropriate for you to read, you should probably not continue. Feedback, suggestions, and comments are more than welcome to be sent to shawndilf@proton.me , along with if you enjoyed it enough to get off (love hearing that I made you cum hard). Thank you, and have a great day. Also, a reminder that Nifty works off of donations. Consider dropping a tip to Nifty if you've been dropping your pants. Copyright 2022 Hard Working Brothers Chapter 5 It didn't matter what he did, the coveralls were almost unbearable. As it was, Jason had slowly been losing clothes throughout the day, and he had been almost completely naked by the time that he took his last coffee. He popped into the shop's changing room, and unzipped himself to sit on the cool bench in his soaked boxer briefs. The combination of light colours in the graphic print, combined with sweat, made it really obvious as to what the big man was packing. Rather than huddle in the break room with its anemic AC, he leaned back on the bench and let the sluggish air movement cool him down. The changing room at least had a window that let some air in, and as he ran a hand over his soaked chest hair, Jason was grateful for it. From his coveralls, he heard his phone buzz. The dark haired man dug in his coveralls for it, and then laid back on the bench. Checking it, the message turned out to be from his brother. -Do you want pizza for dinner, or we can make something.- He thought about it. Shawn kept his house cool. Actually using the kitchen wouldn't be as awful as the shop was. But at the same time, he had absolutely no ambition to do anything that involved anything more than enjoying the AC and his boyfriend's body. -Pizza works. I'm fried.- He held his phone up, and angled it to show his still sweat slicked body. After he took the picture, he made sure it wasn't completely awful, and sent it to Shawn before sinking back onto the bench. Moments later, the door opened, and one of his coworkers came in. Jason looked up, and saw that it was Derrick. Derrick was the other mechanic that had decided not to duck out early today. He was a young guy in his early twenties, with a mop of shoulder length dull brown hair that he tied back and a large moustache that never seemed to stay in a shape beyond walrus. With dark eyes, and a bit of a natural tan in his complexion, he was a fairly attractive young man. "Hey," Jason said. The big man did not give a fuck at that moment that he was in his underwear. If Derrick didn't like it, he could go back to the shop. It was only the two of them left now, anyways. Like usual, most of the shop liked to close early on Fridays. "Move over," Derrick said in his baritone. "The front office demon cooked fish in the microwave before she left." "Gross." The thought of it was beyond vile to Jason. As Jason shoved himself up to a sitting position, Derrick began to pull his coveralls down to his waist. The front had already been open, but he needed all the airflow possible. Sitting down, the thinner man showed that he too was only in his underwear, though it looked like they were only boring black trunks. "Just get rid of them, man. It's like sitting in a puddle." Derrick shrugged at Jason's comment, and pulled them out from under him and freed his legs. Giving his coworker a quick glance, Jason noted that Derrick wasn't nearly as hairy as either him or his brother. The younger mechanic had some hair on his legs, and a bit on his chest, but just a light dusting. His arms were almost completely covered in tattoos, with a fair bit around his shoulders and on his chest and side. They seemed to be mostly in Viking knotwork designs, from what Jason could tell. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't particularly defined either. The big man thought they were kind of cool, but he never liked the idea of needles. But they really worked on Derrick. "You like my ink?" Derrick said, noticing Jason's gaze. Embarrassed at being caught, Jason quickly looked at his phone. "I just didn't know you had so many tats," he said quickly. "It's cool. When I go to the pool, there's always someone that's checking me or the missus out. Especially since she got the chest piece." Derrick reached for his phone, and pulled up a picture of a nice looking woman in her mid twenties. She was quite lovely, with a dusky complexion, and a large stylized lizard inked between her collarbones. She was also very topless. Jason made an approving face. "Nice," he said nodding. Even though he only really craved cock now that he was being true to himself, Jason still appreciated a nice set of tits. "Right?" Derrick seemed extremely happy that his buddy thought his wife was hot. The older man's phone buzzed, and he checked it. Shawn had replied to his last message. Checking it, there wasn't any actual text. It was just a picture of his brother exposing himself out of his work pants. Clearly, he approved of the underwear pic. "Whoa. Someone got a good message," Derrick laughed. Jason realized that he had gone to almost full mast, and crossed his legs. It felt extra awkward. "It's been a while." Technically, that was true. Jason hadn't jerked off today or Thursday, which was a while by his standards. And his standing appointment with Shawn on Fridays always got him a little pent up. "It's cool. Didn't mean to embarrass you, big guy." Derrick didn't give a fuck. The younger mechanic had grown up in a house with three brothers. The boys had learned early on that privacy was overrated, sometimes dudes got erections, and that if there was a chance to relieve stress without anyone else catching them, to go for it. "Since Natalia's stopped wanting it, it's been a while for me too. I can't wait until the baby gets out of her so I can get back in." "It happens." Jason had felt the same way when he was with his ex wife during that time. It had probably been even worse then, since Jason had been seventeen at the time. "She doesn't even want to peg me, that's how bad she's gotten," Derrick complained. That made Jason's dick jump. "She pegs you?" Derrick nodded. "Totally. It's awesome. You ever try it?" "Oh yeah. I've had my prostate played with." It was true. Now both of them were hard in their sweaty shorts, and aware that they were both hard with their coworker at work. "Wish I had a toy right now," Derrick muttered, adjusting himself, before sticking his hand down and starting to play with himself under the trunks. "Fuck it," Derrick said, figuring he was this far in already, and pulled his shorts off. His dick swung up, hard as a nail, from underneath some very closely trimmed pubes. He had a pretty decent piece on him, about the same length as Jason's, but with a big curve upwards and a bit to the right. He was cut, with a bulbous head atop a veiny shaft. "I gotta take care of this." Completely stunned by how this was going, Jason got up and locked the door before getting rid of his own underwear. He didn't think anyone else was left in the building, but it didn't hurt to be careful;. He sat back next to Derrick, who was starting to go to town on his meat. "Nice," Derrick said as Jason sat back down. Jason's six and a half inches were sticking straight out, ramrod straight. His extra thick cock looked menacing, hard enough that the foreskin had pulled all the way back on its own. "Thanks," Jason said, not knowing what else to say. He watched Derrick spit in his hand, then pump his cock some more. It was pretty damn hot, watching a guy with so many tattoos give himself an old fashioned. It made the big man start to leak, which he felt spread across his head as he let his foreskin cover and retract with every stroke. Derrick smirked. "Fucking feels good to do this. Haven't done this with another dude for a long time." "Totally." "I used to jack off with my brothers all the time," the younger man said, looking at Jason's crotch. Seeing a big glob of precum belch out after he said that, Derrick knew that he had Jason pegged right. Derrick and his wife had an open marriage, and Derrick had infrequently gone on apps. He usually turned off his location, but about a month ago, he saw someone very close by that went by the name "RT&Built" appear. Based on the profile description, it hadn't been very hard for him to figure out it was the muscular owner of a Charger R/T. Usually, he liked it when there was a second woman for them to play with, but lately, he had been checking out guys more. He hadn't been planning on doing anything with Jason, but his own blue balls combined with seeing a Grade A slab of beef laid out in his underwear had forced Derrick's hand. Well, more like Jason's hard on had forced his hand down his pants, because at this point, anything sexual was enough to get the younger man going. "Me too," Jason said. "Fuck," Derrick said, tugging at his balls with his off hand as he continued to pump. "Give me details. Ever do more than that?" "A little. We tried some oral and stuff. You?" Jason didn't really want to go into how much he had done with Shawn. He liked Derrick, and thought the guy was a great work friend, but that still didn't tell him how much he could trust him. It turned out, Derrick let him know. "How do you think I learned I'd liked being pegged?" "Fuck!" Jason hissed, trying not to make too much noise. He felt his cock leak extra hard at that. Derrick was starting to get overcome by his hormones. He got closer to Jason, and put his hand on Jason's hard belly. "I usually like little twinks, but fuck you're hot." The sweaty hair brushed his hand as he felt the big man's flesh. "Your tats turn me on." "Yeah?" Both of them were straddling the bench, and Derrick inched closer until their cocks were touching. He ground forward a bit, pushing into Jason. "Fuck, you've got a big dick." Jason reached down, and wrapped his big mitt around both of their cocks, pumping them together. "You got a nice piece too, bud." Derrick leaned in, exhaling through his nose at the feeling of someone new touching him. They sat nose to nose, the younger man rubbing the bigger man's hairy chest and torso while Jason jacked them both off. He knew what was coming when Jason's eyes never broke contact with him, and didn't resist as the big man tilted his head to kiss. Jason didn't know what to do besides start to make out with his fellow technician. He was just so horny at that point, and there they were, naked and sweaty. He felt Derrick push him back, until he was leaning back on the bench, never breaking their long kiss. The younger man's mouth tasted like vanilla coke and cigarettes, somehow fitting with the guy's look. Jason sucked at the tongue that was invading his mouth, probing him over and over again. It felt amazing as they ground their wet bodies together. "I need to cum so bad," Derrick whispered. "Me too." "I'm gonna sit on you," he said, raising himself to straddle the big man before getting up. Derrick always kept some lube in his bag. It was some samples of water based stuff he'd gotten at one of the kink nights he went to. He'd used it before with his own big toys, and when his wife had pegged him with the one she liked to call Big Bertha. He felt his asshole twitch at the anticipation of it all. He had expected Jason to be hung, but not like this. Big guys usually just had length to spare, not a big girthy slab to stretch out even the most experienced holes. This was exactly what he had been craving. He tossed one of the packs to Jason, who caught it while he pulled open one for himself. "Dude," Jason said in awe as he watched Derrick start to work the lube into his asshole. His inked up coworker wanted it fast and hard, and had started with two fingers, and was three digits deep in when he got back over the prone musclebear. The way that Derrick was attacking his ass with vigor was really getting Jason hot for that hole. "Use your phone. I want some pics to send my wife," the younger man said quietly. Both of them were doing their best to make sure they weren't making too much noise. There was nobody around to catch them, but there was something about fucking in the workplace that made a guy turn on his discreet mode. Jason grabbed for his phone as he felt Derrick grip his pole with a slick hand, fingers still warm from being up his hot hole. He fumbled through to the camera app, as the tatted mechanic hovered in anticipation. "Face too?" "Fuck yeah," Derrick said as he adjusted Jason's angle so the tip was right against his hole. "She needs to see what you're gonna do to me." Jason snapped a quick pic as his coworker started to slowly lower himself onto his cock. Derrick made a silent sigh of pleasure as he felt his hole being spread by the fat head, welcoming the way that Jason was stretching him in a way that he usually only got from silicone, not hot, hard flesh. The big man continued taking pictures as Derrick worked his way down his prong. Throughout it all, the young guy's hard on never wavered, staying hard as ever. He tried his best not to buck up, and let Derrick do the work. His coworker had planted both feet on the floor, put his hands on the bench sides, and had started raising and lower himself on the first couple inches and then worked his way further and further down on subsequent squats. It was torture for Jason. He didn't trust himself to move, aside from continuing to take pictures of his coworker riding him. The smell of sweat heavy in the air combined with the scents of men having sex was driving him nuts. Both of them were absorbed in the sounds of heavy breathing and wet skin slapping on wet skin. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," Derrick groaned lowly as he felt the big head of Jason's cock plow its way into his guts. He had felt his nuts brush against Jason's dark bush on the last descent, so he knew what was coming. Raising himself all the way up until it threatened to slip out from him, Derrick let gravity take control and was rewarded by a nice firm punch to his prostate. He began to really thrust himself down onto that thick pole, taking his left hand off of the sweaty top and spitting on it to get a bit more wetness before he began to stroke. Derrick knew he wasn't going to last long, not with Jason's baseball bat of a cock rammed up him. "Get ready," he hissed, and then raised himself up all the way. He gave himself a series of quick pumps to get himself to the edge, and then slammed himself into bottoming out on the big man's unyielding meat. "Motherfucker," the tattooed man grunted as he squeezed his balls. The dark ink of his sleeve writhed as he flexed his hand, trying to force as much sperm as he could out. Jason managed to catch the moment that Derrick's dick began to spurt its heavy load all over his belly. The younger man didn't shoot far, but he made up for it with a massive load that pooled in heavy puddles on the hairy muscles that had induced it. The feeling of Derrick's ass milking his cock was too much for Jason. "Gonna cum," he exclaimed, and felt his cock thicken even further. He thrust his hips up into the bottom's smooth ass, depositing his semen deep inside the younger man. "Yeah!" Derrick was thrilled to feel the pulsing of Jason's cock in his hole, seeding him. He usually never got to feel his hole get used like this, so this was a perfect way to end the sating of his needs. The younger man grabbed the phone from Jason as he was in the midst of his orgasm, and took a few shots of how it was playing over his handsome, bearded face. And a couple of the massive cum puddle that was slowly spreading on Jason's hairy belly. "Fuck," Jason swore as he finished shooting. He ran his hand through Derrick's cum, and scooped it up to lick up. It tasted amazing to him, still thick and warm as he savored it on his tongue. Derrick took a picture of that, and Jason stuck out his tongue, covered in spunk, for another snap. He shook his head, and waited for his chest to stop heaving as they both came down from their orgasmic high. "Fuck, that was great," Derrick said as he got off the older mechanic. He handed Jason back his phone before turning around. "Take a picture of what you did to me, too," he said as he spread his cheeks. The big man beheld a very swollen and punished pucker, the white of his load oozing from it as Derrick pushed a bit out. It made a very hot image, the big man had to admit as he took a few shots. Then, almost unable to help himself, Jason lurched forward and buried his face in Derrick's ass, tasting the hole he had defiled. "Holy shit," came the surprised response, as Derrick made appreciative noises at feeling Jason's tongue probe him while the whiskers scratched at his skin. He pulled away after a second, almost unable to deal with the sensory overload. Jason chuckled. "Sorry, man. Don't know what came over me." Derrick turned around with a big grin on his face. "Fuck, that's the way to round out a week." He grabbed coveralls from the bin for the laundry service, and turned it inside out to give him something to wipe his dripping ass with. "You've got me on Messenger, right? Send me all the pics so I got something to jerk off to in bed." Jason grabbed his gear off the floor. He wiped his cock off on his underwear, which he didn't really want to put back on after sitting on the floor, still soaked with sweat. "You're fucked," he laughed. "That was kind of the point, Mr. RT&Built." Derrick watched Jason freeze midway in wiping down his torso, so he quickly continued. "Don't worry, I don't think anyone else cruises apps here, and your lack of a profile pic makes it hard to figure it out unless you, you know, work with you for a few years." "It's kinda new to me," Jason said, his voice sounding incredibly lame to himself as he threw his discarded covvies in the bin. "Don't feel embarrassed. Life's a journey, and it's better if you don't plan the ride." Derrick had a grin as he watched Jason's shoulders untense. "You should show me what got you hard enough for me to hit you up finally." The younger man had resisted sending a message to Jason before for a hookup, mainly because he didn't want to make it awkward. Turned out, it was a lot less awkward when you were half naked and hard. "Damn," he said as Jason pulled up the picture of Shawn's cock. "That's your next hookup?" "My boyfriend," Jason said in a tone that clearly expressed how possessive he was about his brother. "Well fuck. That looks like a good ride." "The best," the big man said with a note of pride. "Good for you, man," Derrick said as he grabbed his clothes out of his locker and began to get dressed. They continued getting dressed as Derrick spoke again. "You know," he said in a serious tone, "you always seemed really sad to me. You were always so quiet and stuff, like you were afraid to do anything. Like one of those dogs that was beaten a bunch of times because he pissed on the floor." Jason didn't say anything, not wanting to acknowledge that it was probably a very apt analogy. Derrick continued, "I'm glad you're a lot happier now." "Thanks," Jason said, his voice a little thick as processed his friend's words. "Eh, the way you helped me take care of my butt nut, I figure you must be good now. Depressed folks are cold fish." The younger mechanic tossed his work boots into the locker, and slipped on his sneakers. Jason had already gotten fully dressed, so they were both ready to head out now. Neither of them really felt like getting all the way to five now. "On my way," Jason said as he locked the window. They did a quick sweep of the doors before heading out the back and to their vehicles. As they did the round, Jason let his friend know that he had settled into a really good place with himself now that he admitted that he was gay. He still appreciated the pic of Nat's tits that he saw, along with the other ones that Derrick had eagerly shown of his wife on her own, of her taking cock in every available hole, and especially the ones of plowing her husband with a variety of strap-ons. But he found he had no interest in fucking a woman now. "All good," Derrick said, after finding a lot of compliments for the picture that Jason had taken of Shawn's freshly bred hole the other week. "If you want another round, we can figure something out. And let your man know too, cause I don't think I've had a train run on me in forever." *** "And then I came over here," Jason finished recounting his afternoon, and picked up another piece of pizza. As usual, he had insisted on the carnivore special for a pizza choice. "I hate you so much right now," Zach said with a smirk. It was only the third or fourth time that Jason had met Shawn's apprentice, but he had quickly figured out that the kid was alright. His brother had vouched for the brat, and he seemed a good sort, just a bit rough around the edges. Jason really liked getting to know more about other queer people. It made him feel a bit more at ease with himself, and more comfortable with accepting himself. "Me too. I got stuck driving out to far side of Lac Ste. Anne County to deal with annoying rich farmers and their stupid overcomplicated setup. Meanwhile, you get an easy day complete with falling dick first into hot bi bottom hole?!" "Fuck driving an hour an a half to deal with those chodes," Zach agreed as he stuffed his face with much needed food. "It couldn't have been that bad," Jason tried to mollify them. "They were horrible," Zach said. "They were mean, stupid, and cheap." "When we rang the bell," Shawn said in a funereal tone, "the man said that he wasn't paying for two techs before we even had a chance to say anything." "Like, how am I supposed to learn anything unless I go out with someone? And it's not like they pay for me anyways." "Okay, you win. They sound hideous." Jason took a bite of cheesy bread, before poking the bear. "But when it comes to falling into hot holes, didn't you just do that with this," he gestured at Zach with the remaining half of his bread. Zach, to his credit, had absolutely no comment to inject for once. "That was different," Shawn said slowly. It was absolutely not that different. It was so not that different. It was just absolutely unfair that Jason could throw it back at him after the day from hell. And that Derrick looked like an absolute stud was just insult to injury. They finished off the pizza, and went to the back yard to partake in a good after dinner puff, care of Zach. It had been part of splitting the cost of dinner, where Jason and Shawn had fought over who paid for the meal, while the kid substituted his stake with their relaxation. And from the sounds of their day, Jason thought, they needed it at least as much as Derrick needed his hole stretched. "I wanna see the hole pic again," Zach said as they were starting to really mellow out. Jason obliged, and flipped through the gallery to show his coworker's freshly bred ass. "No, not that one. I wanna see this guy's glazed donut," the kid said with a sideways glance at his journeyman. As Jason brought it up, he saw Zach's eyes light up. "Fuck yeah. You're a fucking hole wrecking machine, big guy." "Don't show the apprentice my slutty side," Shawn laughed. "I think we can all see your slutty side, my man," Jason said with a grin, and squeezed the tent in Shawn's shorts. Even after busting a massive load into his fellow mechanic, the big man was still absolutely ready to go again. "Maybe we should do something about it," Shawn said, groping at the front of Jason's sweats, the outline making it plainly visible how aroused he was. "Totally." Shawn took that as an invitation to reach into Jason's pants. Finding his brother freeballing, he gripped the thick cock with one hand while pulling the waist of the sweats down to fish it out. It barely got to feel the fresh air before the redhead put his face in the big man's lap. "Fuck," Zach said, almost not believing how fast his taskmaster had gone into cocksucking mode. Jason pressed Shawn's head down, gagging him on his girth. He loved the feeling of Shawn's shaggy beard against his balls, and the sound of his lover taking his cock as deep as possible. The shorter man took it in stride. He loved the feeling of having his brother take control. Especially after such a long day. "Shawn told me what you like," Jason said, looking at Zach, who was rubbing his hard on through his shorts. "Yeah?" There was naked desire in that one word. "Let's go upstairs and he can suck us both off." Something about the situation was really bringing out the confident side of Jason's nature tonight. Maybe it was his random session at work, or maybe he was just reading his man's needs clearly. Or maybe he was just stoned and horny. Either way, he wanted to get both of them upstairs. Zach needed no more prompts. He cleaned up the steps quickly while Shawn and Jason got up. Jason tucked his spit-soaked dick back into his pants, and they all went up to Shawn's bedroom. This was new territory for the cub. He had played a bit with Shawn since their first encounter, but it had always been in the living room. Just some jacking off together, some going down on each other. Nothing too crazy, and never in Shawn's room. They all stripped down quickly, and soon Jason was laying on his side of the bed, his right around Zach's shoulder as they both watched Shawn suck down Jason's fat cock. "Fuuuuck, that's hot," Zach almost drooled the words as he looked down the furry dark haired torso to the man bobbing up and down on a thick hairy cock. Jason leaned over, and brought Zach's chin up with his other hand, fingering the bottom of Zach's goatee. He parted his lips, inviting the young man to make out with him. They were thoroughly lost in the moment, tongues thrashing against each other, exploring the hot wetness of the other's maw. Then Jason felt Zach moan a bit harder and thrust his body forward a bit in response to Shawn changing the location of his mouth. "Do you like it when your dad blows you?" Jason broke off their kissing for a moment. "Yes," Zach breathed before returning back to letting the bearded man explore his mouth. They continued for a bit before it broke off as Shawn had pulled up next to them. He had crawled between them, turning their kiss into a three-way affair, then making out with each of them in turn. Soon, all three of them were turned in all directions, getting ready to properly make sure that all three of them had their cock in a hungry mouth. Zach was proving himself to be a very good cocksucker even at eighteen. He was skillfully taking the thick prong down his throat as if it wasn't a massive undertaking. The feeling of an eager mouth on his meat made Jason almost as happy as his brother's cock sliding across his tongue made him. To be sucked while being able to service his lover was almost more than the muscular man could stand. He could feel from Shawn's movements that the smaller man was enjoying being in the same situation, just shifted one over. The big man felt Zach's hand grasping at his balls and the base of his cock as he worked the shaft. It felt amazing, especially as the kid's hand was getting completely slick with spit and precum. Zach didn't pause on Jason one bit even as he changed tactics to finger the big man's hole with his wet fingers. The mechanic moaned as he felt Zach slip his middle finger into his him, the sound muffled by his brother's cock in his mouth. Shawn pulled out of Jason's mouth, sitting up so he could give the big man a better angle to suck him, while Zach moved between Jason's legs, continuing to go down on the thick pole while still working his ass. The redhead grabbed for the lube, and handed it to Zach so he could properly get Jason ready for a reaming. As Jason continued to squirm in pleasure, his brother slipped back and grabbed his bottle of poppers off the dresser. He went beside Zach, who was now starting to slam three fingers into Jason without resistance, and stroking himself with his other hand while watching the big man groan. "I want to fuck him first, boy," Shawn growled in the young man's ear as he got behind him, his pierced dick leaving a trail of wetness on Zach's back. Zach took a sharp intake of breath at that. "Show me how you fuck, dad," he breathed. He leaned back as Shawn nibbled on his neck, and they switched positions. Jason pulled his legs up in anticipation as he felt his brother get into position. Shawn gave the bottle a shake, and handed it to Jason before lubing up his meat. He waited for Jason to take a couple hits and hand it back so he could take his own sniffs before sinking into his brother. They both groaned in happiness at the feeling. Jason had missed having a solid rod up his ass, while Shawn had craved another shot at Jason's tight hole. The excitement was almost too much for him, making the lithe man start to fuck his brother hard and fast right from the start. Zach had moved to the side so he could get a better view, and it looked amazing. Shawn's massive beard swayed with every thrust and pound, and both of the men were starting to get damp with sweat. Jason's fur barely softened the outside of his muscular chest, and the dark hair made a brilliant contrast to the fair skin of the man that was fucking him. As they settled into a less aggressive rhythm, the young man went around back and started to lap at Shawn's balls while he pounded his brother. "Fuck yeah," the redhead grunted as he continued thrusting into his brother. "Fucking eat my nuts, eat my hole, boy." Zach thought it was a good suggestion, and buried his face in Shawn's ass, trying to delve deep with his tongue while moving in time with his target's motion. The kid wasn't sure which one of the guys he liked better for how they smelled and tasted. Both of them had an intoxicatingly manly musk that he loved, but Shawn's seemed a little lighter and more complex. Zach felt his goatee start to become soaked with spit as he slobbered his way up and down Shawn's hairy crack. "Aw, fuck, boy," Shawn groaned. "You should fuck your dad while he fucks your uncle," Shawn was almost completely lost in his lusty feelings at that point. He didn't want to pull out of Jason's tight hole, but his own hole was hungry for cock now. He took another hit of poppers as he leaned further over his brother and felt Zach's legs under him as the kid tried to find the least awkward position. Zach's cockhead teased his hole as he felt the younger man adjust his angle a bit. Shawn buried himself deep in his brother, eliciting a satisfied grunt as his dick pressed against Jason's prostate, to let Zach properly invade him. He felt the kid's hands on his body, using him leverage as he started to feel the seven and a half inches of cut cock begin exploring his guts. Zach had used a lot of lube to bury his bone, which made it an easy fit into Shawn's eager hole. Zach sank right in, watching his shaft disappear into that forest of dark red hair until he was balls deep in the older man. "Aw, dad," he moaned as Shawn's tight hole clenched on him a bit as he bottomed out. "Yeah," Shawn breathed. "Just let me take care of you both, boys." He picked up the poppers and took four long hits before starting to move himself in and out of Jason. The feeling of Jason's tight ass sliding on his cock, parallel to the motions of Zach's rod in his own ass. He lost himself in the movements, absorbed in the sensations as he used his body to bring pleasure to himself and the other two. The beefy young man couldn't believe how good Shawn felt on his meat. He had fantasized about fucking his tight ass many times already, even before he had done anything sexual with Shawn. He couldn't help himself, and started to fuck Shawn in a counterpoint rhythm to really drive himself deep when the smaller man was withdrawing from Jason. "Oh fuck, your dick is so hard, son," Shawn panted as his body was forced forward by Zach's increasingly aggressive thrusts. He wasn't sure if Jason's hole was getting hungrier for his pounding, or if it was just getting even more lubricated with all the precum that he felt Zach inducing from hard fucking. Jason had reached up and started to play with Shawn's pierced nipples while his brother was fucking him. Between the open mouthed panting that the redhead was doing, and the looming form of Zach behind him taking charge of their rhythm, the big man didn't want to touch himself and risk blowing early. "Fuck me harder, bro," Jason hissed as he pinched Shawn firmly. Shawn complied easily, and began to really pound into his brother. Between the stress of the day, and the hard on he'd had listening to Jason's recounting of his afternoon fun, the redhead's hairy nuts had been brewing a big load that needed to erupt. "Gonna breed you, bro," he panted. "Gonna make you mine, fuck my brother's tight hole like he needs." All he could see was Jason's face, the ecstasy of every hit to his prostate apparent. Everything felt like torment at that point, his body was so ready for release. The smells of the three of them going at it, a complex and heady mixture of their musk and the dampness of sweat. The feeling of Zach's body behind him, plowing into him and causing his own prostate to bring him flashes of pleasure. The feeling of their sweaty bodies against each other, Jason's mature hairiness versus the more supple flesh of Zach. Their hands that groped and held on to support their position. The lean man felt his balls begin to pull up in anticipation. He stared right in Jason's green eyes. "Get ready," he growled, and thrust his body as deep as he could into Jason. It was so violent a motion that he managed to push the bigger man back onto the bed, and pulled completely off of Zach's cock. Shawn's hairy ass twitched as he continued to hump deep into his brother as he filled him with shot after shot of hot cum. Jason rolled his eyes back in his head, feeling the shots deep inside his hole. As he looked back, he saw that Shawn's head was down, his hair shading his eyes while his big beard hung perpendicular to Jason's belly. He could hear the labored grunts as his brother was absorbed in his orgasm, focused on breeding that hot hole. The redhead took a deep breath, and exhaled as he leaned back, spent. He began to withdraw, feeling the young man beside him move out of his way. He wasn't surprised to see Zach get in between Jason's legs, eager to get his own release. He did tell the kid that he was going to fuck Jason first, after all. "Fuuuuuuck," Zach moaned as started to fuck the big man. Jason's hole felt so sloppy after Shawn had withdrew, and he saw Shawn's cum frothing against his shaft as he began to thrust into the dark haired man's leaking ass. Jason hadn't expected that, but he wasn't complaining either. He had loved seeing his stud brother pound him, that hairy body just using his hole for his pleasure. It felt even better sharing the encounter with someone else, having them add to the hot load that his brother had deposited deep inside him, feeling another hard cock use him like the needy vessel he was at the moment. "Yeah," Shawn murmurred as he slid up next to Jason. "Fuck the cum out of him, boy." He looked up at Zach's youthful face, his shaggy goatee matted with sweat, still handsome even with the dishevelment of fucking. "Breed your uncle," he said in a hungry tone, and he began to slowly jerk Jason off. As Shawn and Jason began to make out, Zach found himself almost ready to blow. This was too much for him, fucking with two hot guys old enough to be his father, and them being completely into each other. He continued to pound Jason as hard as he could, nearly bending the bigger man in half as he went deep. "Fuck," Zach swore as he began to cum. The feelings only spurred him on to fuck Jason harder, and he began to drive himself into Jason's prostate over and over again, while his rock hard cock spewed semen to add to what was already inside the big man. The violent fucking was enough to trigger Jason, and he started to spurt all over Shawn's hand as it continued to pump his thick shaft. Unlike the other two's loads, Jason's was more restrained, reduced in volume due to his breeding Derrick earlier. It was still immensely satisfying to the big man, though, and he thrashed against the bed as his body unloaded, especially when Shawn broke off their kissing and moved to lick up the heavy load. With his mouth full, Shawn moved back and snowballed Jason's load back to him. Together, they savoured the taste for a moment, before the redhead withdrew and pulled Zach down with them so they could have a three-way kiss, and all enjoy the taste of Jason's spunk on their tongues. "You guys probably need the shower more than me," Zach said after they had laid together for a bit, coming down from their orgasms. "Yeah," Shawn said dreamily. He wasn't thinking about a shower right now. He was just enjoying being curled up next to Jason, being in the middle of the three of them, with Zach's backside tucked against his front. "Come on," the big man said, pulling himself up and heading to the bathroom. The kid was right, he definitely needed a shower. Jason pulled Shawn up, and led him by the hand as Zach sprawled across the bed. "You too," he ordered Zach, who fell in line behind them. The redhead was being very passive now that he had gotten his rocks off, leading to Jason and Zach having to do most of the work getting the water started and lathering them up. The shower was still only moderately cramped with three men in it, which was fine since it led to lots of opportunities to rub and touch each other. "Mmmmm," Shawn said as he felt Jason's hands rub the soap into his chest. "Want me to wash you, J?" Zach's remark was combined with him rubbing his soapy fingers on Jason's stretched hole. "I'm good for now," he laughed, too bushed to give into the idea of getting fingered in the shower. "You were really good," the young man stated. "I thought dad's ass was fine, but damn if that big hairy uncle butt isn't amazing." "You and your roleplay," Shawn smirked as he leaned back against the wall and rinsed off the suds. "As if you aren't just as bad. Both of you. 'Fuck me harder, bro.' " Zach laughed at his impersonation of Jason's deep voice, which was a little bit needier than reality had been. "We're all fucked up dudes, right?" Jason cupped his hands to collect some water to throw at the young man. "Something like that," he laughed. "It's okay to be fucked up a bit," Shawn said quietly. "Everyone deserves to be happy, and as long as we're on the same page, it's all good." "I'll never get used to how you get all chill after you blow your wad," Zach shook his head. "At work, you're wishing war crimes on everyone; you go shoot rope and you're ready to hug it out." "Weren't you the one that got choked when we overheard that one woman say that you looked like a thug, and I looked rapey?" Shawn deflected the criticism almost automatically. Jason didn't think he could agree with that sentiment at all. Zach looked more like a wannabe cleaned up Hollywood version of a tough guy than an actual thug, and Shawn oozed punk masculinity in a way that really got his juices flowing. They joked around a bit more before shutting down the water and drying off. Shawn went back to the bedroom, but Zach said he wanted to make a tea before bed. Jason went down to the kitchen with the kid, and helped him put the kettle on. "Thanks," the big man said as he took a cup of chamomile tea in a mug that was marked 'NOT YOUR FUCKING MUG' on the side. It felt a little surreal to him, to be in his boyfriend's kitchen naked after a three-way with his renter/apprentice, but also par for the course somehow. "No worries," Zach said as they sat down at the dining room table. "It's still a little early to pass out." "Tell that to Shawn," Jason chuckled as he took a sip. "He had a bad day," the kid said quietly. "He was getting really stressed out by the time we got back." Zach looked down at the table. "He'd probably like it if he got held for a while or something," he said before taking a swig from a mug that read 'BEARDED BASTARD'. "He's my boyfriend, so it's kind of my job," Jason promised. "Good," Zach said with a nod. "He gets shit on a lot." Jason was starting to really like Zach. He could see why his brother had decided to let the kid stay with him. He could be a vulgar brat at times, but the burly young man had a good heart. The fact that he was a sexy young thing with a talented mouth didn't hurt. As they talked over the tea, they got to know a bit more about each other. "Well, we better get to bed," Jason said as he drained the last of the tea. They tossed their mugs into the sink, and headed back upstairs. As they got near the open door of the master bedroom, the big man could hear his brother snoring loudly from inside. "Night, uncle J," Zach said with an impish smirk as gave Jason a peck on the cheek and went into his own room. Turning off the hallways lights, Jason slipped into the room, and under the light blanket that his brother had put back on the bed before falling asleep. His older brother was snoring and was sprawled out across his side of the bed, as usual. Even when he slept alone, Shawn always slept on the left side of the bed. As Jason settled in, he heard Shawn's breathing change a bit, and the smaller man moved closer to him. The big man put his arm out as he felt his lover shift, and they settled into a warm embrace. He smiled in the darkness as he kissed his brother's head. Shawn had remained asleep through his movements, though even dreaming his body seemed appreciative in how it huddled close. Jason stroked Shawn's beard as he listened to his brother snore. There was something relaxing about both things. He gave a contented sigh as he closed his eyes. Derrick was right, the muscular man thought, he was a lot happier now.