Date: Thu, 17 Dec 2020 15:29:49 -0600 From: Jay Hooks Subject: My Birthday Present Chapter 3 My Birthday Present Chapter 3 "Really?" I ask, surprised and a little upset. My twin cousins, Blake and Micah, haven't been around much in the past ten years, since Austin's wife got custody and moved them out of state to California after the divorce. They are one month older than me, which means they turned eighteen last month and I guess are now able to visit their dad without their mother's permission. Dad replies, "Yeah, they are actually moving in with Austin and Keith." "What?" I ask in shock at this news. "Why didn't you tell me before? Hell, why didn't they tell me themselves? What happened?" Since Blake and Micah were only a month older than me, we spent the first eight years of our lives growing up together. When they moved to California, we kept in touch and spoke to each other online or on the phone at least twice a week. When I was getting ready to come out, they were who I told first. Blake told me he was bisexual, and Micah said he was also gay. I know they were hoping to go to college here so they could be close to their dad again; I can't figure out why they didn't tell me they were moving back early. Even if it hadn't been planned, I just talked to them the day before yesterday and I was supposed to talk to them tonight. Dad smiles at me and says, "That's something you'll have to ask them. All I know is they asked Austin to ask me not to tell you." "Okay," I reply, "what time are we heading over there?" I glance at the clock and see that it's almost noon. Surprisingly, Quentin answers, "Come on. Let's go take a shower and get cleaned up. Dad told them we would be there about one or so." I eye him skeptically. "And how do you know this?" He rolls his eyes and says, "Dad told me last night when I got here. Now, come on." He reaches out his hand to help me up. I take it and he doesn't let go as he leads me out of the kitchen and up the stairs. We hear Dad's voice come from the kitchen when he says, "What, I'm not invited? I see how y'all are," while laughing. I call back from the top of the stairs, "Nope. This is your punishment for breaking my bathroom door. Go get ready, we'll be down in a few minutes." Quentin chuckles. "You know he's going to give us shit now, right? I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't come up here and force us out of the shower in less than ten minutes." I push him through the bathroom door and tell him, "Get the water started." I pause for a few moments, trying to decide if I really want to know the answer to my next question. Finally, I take a deep breath and just ask, "So, after you and Dad started fucking around, when and where did all this happen. I never saw or heard anything." Quentin pulls me into his arms and places a kiss on my lips. Still holding my waist, he pulls back, smiling, and looks me in the eyes and says, "I would wait until I knew for sure you were already asleep, then I would sneak downstairs and go in his room." Still curious, I ask, "How often did y'all do it?" "It started out only a couple or three nights a week. Eventually, it got up to every night before I left for school. Then there were all those times we went over to Keith and Austin's and you would go hang out at the mall or at a friend's instead," Quentin answers with a wince at the end, figuring out what he just implied. "I guess that means you've had sex with Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin too, huh?" I ask in an inquisitive tone with a smile on my face, so he knows I'm not upset. Quentin runs his hands down and slips them under my shorts and squeezes my ass. "Yeah, there were a few times Dad and I went over there and had fun." His tone turns apprehensive when he continues, "Are you okay with that?" "Yeah," I smile at him, "our uncles are hot as fuck! I just wonder what they're going to do now Micah and Blake are living with them. You don't think..." Quentin lets out a laugh louder than I've ever heard. "With this family, I wouldn't be surprised." We get in the shower and start soaping each other up. We both start to get hard and start stroking the other's cock; but before we can get carried away, Dad rips the shower curtain open. "Get out and get dressed. We've got fifteen minutes to get there." Dad follows me into my room while I get dressed. I ask him, "So, won't the twins living with Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin get in the way of you going over there and umm..." Dad laughs. "Y'all have to go to school sometime. Don't worry about your uncles and me, we'll figure it out. Who knows? Blake and Micah might want to join in." I laugh because if I know my horny cousins, then yeah, they'll want to join in. I often wish we had gone through puberty together. I know without a doubt (mainly because they admitted it to me) they would both like to have sex with me. At the same time. Of course, this was after I told them I was totally-butt-ass-crazy in love with Quentin. They just laughed and Micah said, "I don't blame you, cuz. Your brother is fucking hot." And Blake said, "I would climb him like a jungle gym. I agree with Micah, Quentin is fucking hot as fuck." Quentin brings me out of my thoughts when he enters my room and says, "Come on baby bro. Hurry up and get dressed, we need to leave." We drive up to Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin's house at about five minutes past one. I notice Dad did text Uncle Keith when we were about five minutes away. When he did that, I had to laugh. I can just imagine the three of us walking in the house and finding Uncle Keith, Uncle Austin, Blake, and Micah naked and fucking. Damn! I think I would pay to see that. We pull up in front of Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin's house and I'm almost out of the car before my dad even puts it in park. I run up to the front door and before I can throw it open, my dad says, "Hayden! Calm your ass down and wait for your brother and me." I call back, "Then hurry your asses up." I guess all the yelling on the front porch is enough to get someone's attention from inside. Next thing I know, I hear the front door open, feel strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, and then I'm lifted off the ground. "Hey, Hay-Hay! Happy birthday, oh nephew of mine," my Uncle Keith says while spinning me around. "Put me down, you overgrown-muscle-bound-meathead-jerk," I practically scream while trying not to laugh. He sets me down and I turn around and playfully push him, but of course he doesn't budge. He smiles at me and says, "Go on inside. There are a couple of people in there who really want to see you." He walks past me and goes to give Quentin a hug first, then giving one to my dad. They surprise me when they kiss each other, and not just a peck on the cheek. They are interrupted when we hear, "Well, I guess that cat's out of the bag. You two horndogs couldn't wait till you at least got inside?" I turn and see my Uncle Austin wearing only a pair of boardshorts and a huge smile. Behind him stand two of my favorite people in the world who I haven't seen more than once a year in ten years. When we were young, most people couldn't tell them apart. I always know who's who though. I'm only slightly shocked to see them smiling at Uncle Keith and my dad. I run to them and all three of us practically fall to the floor in a hug. "What are y'all doing here? What happened? I'm surprised your mom let y'all move in here," I bombard my cousins. Blake and Micah look at each other and I can tell they're having a whole conversation with neither of them saying a word. Finally, Micah answers, "Well, the other afternoon after school, Blake and I were supposed to be watching the brats (their nickname for their half-brothers); instead, we were in our room and mom came home early and busted us," mysteriously. I ask, "Aren't the brats like eight and nine? Aren't they old enough to be left alone in a room while you're in your room? What's the real story?" Blake laughs and says, "What he didn't tell you is that she busted us right before he busted a nut in my ass," just as everyone walks in the front door. Uncle Austin says, "Well, I guess that cat's out of the bag too. Are there any other fucking cats in that goddammed bag?" I look at my uncle and say, "Dad fucked me while I fucked Quentin this morning," completely deadpan. There's a moment of complete silence before Dad says, "It's true. Oh, and by the way Keith, Hayden beat Quentin in the length award, and he beats you for the fattest dick award." Keith laughs and says, "We'll see. We can compare them later. First, let's go swimming and have some cake," while Micah reaches over and cups my package in his hand. I look around the room and take in the guys surrounding me. My dad, Quentin, and Uncle Keith are all similarly built, with Uncle Keith being the biggest. Uncle Austin, Micah, and Blake are similar to me, but they all have a little more muscle on their frames. I'm not the tallest person here, everyone is within three inches of each other-Uncle Keith is the tallest. However, I am the skinniest. My muscles are very defined, but I am very lean. The one thing we all have in common is the fact we are good looking guys. I smile at Uncle Keith and say, "Yeah, I think we will. Alright, let's go swimming. Oops, I think I forgot my swimsuit at home." I then take off my shirt and while walking towards the backdoor, I remove my shorts and underwear. I look behind me to see my cousins and Quentin following me while removing their clothes. The rest of the group is just standing there staring at us and smiling. I call out over my shoulder, "Are y'all coming or what? You're not going to let us have all the fun by ourselves, are you?" I hear Dad chuckle and say, "Well, you heard the birthday boy. We better get out there and join in the fun." Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin both laugh, and I hear their footsteps as I'm going out the back door and run and jump in the pool. As I come up from underwater, I see my cousins and my brother all bare-ass naked running towards the pool and jump in. Next thing I know, I have a twin on each side of me and Quentin behind me and we're all looking at the backdoor, waiting for our dads and our uncle. The first out the door is my dad and he looks amazing with his chest covered with hair. His cock and balls are framed nicely by his thighs. Quentin whispers in my ear, "Doesn't he look fucking hot? You know, it's okay with me if you take care of him while I'm away at school. Will you do that, baby bro? Will you take care of our dad's needs?" His words are turning me on, and my cock is coming to life under the water, and I can feel his cock hardening up and sneaking its way between my cheeks. But before I can say anything, my uncles come through the door. Like I said before, Uncle Keith was a professional football player and moved here when he retired. He's kept his body in almost perfect shape. I say almost because his abs don't have much definition anymore, but he is by no means fat. Uncle Austin is built more like Blake, Micah, and me. He has more muscle than me, but he is just as defined as I am. My dad jumps in the water and starts swimming towards us. When he emerges from underwater just in front of me and the twins, he notices my open-mouthed expression. When he turns around, he sees what has me speechless. Uncle Keith and Uncle Austin are locked in a passionate kiss. From the way they are lost in each other, you can tell there is love there. I hear Blake mutter next to me, "God! That's fucking hot!" On the other side of me I hear, "Fuck, yeah it is!" from Micah. My dad interrupts the moment when he says, "Get your tongues out of each other's throats and get in this goddammed pool. There are five hard cocks in here waiting for you two." I then feel my dad's ass when he backs into me. I look under the water and see his hands holding both of my cousin's dicks. My uncles break their kiss and Uncle Austin yells, "Brad, you better get your fucking hands off my boy's cocks." I can hear the smirk in Dad's voice when he answers, "Why? I know once you're in here and see Hayden fully hard, you'll be on him like stink on shit. I know how much of a size-queen you are. Besides, didn't you handle them enough last night? What was it your text message said? Oh, yeah! `Damn bro...nothing like taking both of my boys at the same time.'" I look at my cousins in disbelief. They both just smile back at me and nod. I'm brought back to the conversation when I hear Uncle Keith say, "That was fun as hell to watch. I don't think I've ever blown a bigger load from just jacking off. See, look." He then turns towards us and gestures at his hard on. "I'm hard as fucking steel just remembering it. Speaking of hard...Hayden! I think it's time for us to compare." I smile at my uncle and say, "I can already tell from here, it's no competition." Uncle Keith misunderstands my meaning and says, "Ah, so you're saying I do have the bigger cock." I gently push my dad away from my cock as Quentin releases his hold on me. I swim to the side of the pool and pull myself up and out of the water right next to where Uncle Keith is standing. As I stand, I say to him, "No, Uncle Keith. I'm saying you have no chance to beat me." For a few moments everyone is quiet and just staring at my cock, especially Uncle Keith, who looks like he's in shock. Finally, Uncle Austin says, "Fuck me! I didn't think anyone in the family was ever going to dethrone Keith," breaking everyone out of the trance they're all in. Quentin gets out of the pool and comes over to me. He pulls me into his arm and says, "My big-dicked-Baby Bro with the amazing ass!" with a smile and kisses me senseless. Uncle Austin laughs while Uncle Keith shakes his head. I then hear, "Fuck, Uncle Brad! That feels amazing," from behind me. I turn to see my dad sandwiched between the twins. Micah is in front with his back pressed against Dad's chest and Blake is hugging him from behind. Uncle Keith chuckles and says, "Austin, I think your boys are trying to work their magic on our brother. Should we help them or save him?" Uncle Austin stares at the three bodies in the water before saying, "Blake and Micah, leave your poor uncle alone. He's already had fun this morning and I'm sure he still needs time to recover before he can have more fun. He's not as young as some of us." Dad pulls his mouth from Micah's neck and glares at his brother. "I promise you, little brother, I'm ready and willing whenever. And if I need to, I'll just take one of Keith's little blue pills." Austin laughs while Keith flips him off. I turn my attention back to Quentin when I feel his hands run down my back and then grip my ass. He whispers in my ear, "I want you so fucking much Baby Bro. Can I make you feel good out here in front of everyone else? If you don't want an audience, we can always head inside to one of the bedrooms; but I think it would be hot as hell putting on a show for them. Let them see me take care of you." He places a kiss on my neck, then continues, "Make them all wish they were me as I slowly slide in you and show them all how well you can take my cock." He moves to the other side of my neck and places another kiss. "Let them all see me fuck you till you explode without even touching your dick." I'm so lost in Quentin's words I don't notice my uncles getting in the pool, pulling my dad away from the twins, and sandwiching him between them instead. My cousins then exit the pool and come to stand next to Quentin and me. I only notice them when I roll my head to the side to allow my brother more room to kiss. Blake is pressed behind Micah and running his hands over his brother's chest while kissing his shoulders and neck. Micah and I smile at each other before refocusing on our partners. I decide to take some initiative and reach down and grab ahold of Quentin's cock. As I do this, I angle my mouth towards his and claim his lips and tongue in a scorching kiss. He pulls back from the kiss and looks me in the eyes and smiles. "So, you're okay being in front of everyone?" I look around and see my cousins have laid themselves out on a chaise lounge and are in a sixty-nine position. My uncles and my dad are in the pool, arms and hands and mouths all over each other. I smile back at Quentin and say, "I don't think anyone would notice much of what we do right now. And even if they did, I don't care if they see how much I need and love you. You can do whatever you want to me in front of any of our family." Quentin beams at me and grabs ahold of my thighs and forces me to wrap my legs around his waist. He carries me to the chaise lounge next to my cousins and lays me down on it while exploring every corner of my mouth with his tongue. He spreads his body along mine and presses his weight down on me while grinding our cocks against each other. As he kisses his way down my body, I beg him for access to some part of his body. He looks at me and shakes his head. "Let me make you feel good Baby Bro. Just lay back and enjoy." As I'm enjoying the attention my brother is giving me, I look at the table separating the two lounge chairs and notice a bottle of lube conveniently sitting there. Quentin starts kissing his way down my body; but when he gets to my dick, he doesn't take it into his mouth like I think he's going to. Instead, he keeps going further down till he's eating my hole like there's no tomorrow. He thoroughly works my hole using both his tongue and his fingers. Soon, he's finger fucking me with three fingers. He smiles down at me and asks, "Are you ready for another?" He must see the doubt on my face because I'm not sure I can take four fingers at once. He reassuringly says, "I know you can do this for me Baby Bro. I know you can take one more finger so I can slide my cock in you and fuck you like you deserve to be fucked. Here you go." Without hesitation, he adds a fourth lubed up finger inside me. I hiss at the stretch, but don't tell him to stop. He fingers me for a few minutes before finally grabbing the bottle of lube and generously coating his dick. He surprises the hell out of me when he slides his cock in me almost at the same time his fingers are still in me. I think there is a brief time when his cock and all four of his fingers were in me, stretching me more than I ever have experienced. I can't say that it hurt, but I'm not sure if it was enjoyable either. However, none of that matters because I'm too distracted by Quentin shoving in me fully in one long smooth motion. He doesn't stop until his pelvic bone hits my ass cheeks. Once he's fully in, he holds still inside me for about ten seconds before pulling out so slowly, it takes damn near thirty seconds till the head of his dick is the only part of him in me. Then, with a wicked smirk, he pushes in just as slowly, allowing him to know by my reaction exactly when he hits my prostate. He angles himself so he makes sure to hit that spot every time he pushes in. The whole time, he keeps full eye contact with me. Neither one of us so much as blink. I've noticed when Quentin is fucking me, he has the ability to make the rest of the world fade away and he's all I can focus on. Looking into his eyes, I can see the love and want he has for me and I do my best to show him the same. I haven't grabbed my dick once this entire time; neither has Quentin. I've been holding him around his neck the entire time, trying to pull him into me more than he already is. His muscled arms have been holding him above me. My dick has been sandwiched between our stomachs and suddenly the friction is too much. I gasp out, "Fuck, Quentin! I'm about to fucking come." He grins and his voice is more of a growl than anything when he says, "Yeah, Baby Bro? Is my dick going to make you come without touching yourself? Fucking come for me, Hayden. Show me how much you love my dick inside you. I fucking love you Baby Bro." As soon as I hear him say I love you, my cock explodes between us and my hole clamps down on his cock. He pushes in me as far as he possibly can and shutters. After a few moments, he tries to pull off me, but I refuse to let him go. My arms tighten around his neck and I practically force him to rest his weight on me as I pull him down to kiss me. He laughs into our kiss at first, but soon he's as lost in me as I am in him. Eventually, his cock eases its way out of me and I groan at the loss. He pulls back and looks down at me with a sexy smirk. "Don't worry, Baby Bro. I got more for you later. Remember, I'm not leaving till Monday." He then rolls off me. As soon as Quentin is laying beside me, I look over and see my cousins in a similar position. Blake is holding Micah from behind both on their sides, looking at us. Micah grins and says, "Welcome back. If that was half as good as it was to watch, I'm surprised you're conscious. You two look fucking hot together. I think I speak for both of us when I say, we wouldn't mind spending time with either or both of you whenever you like." Quentin laughs and I feel him moving behind me. Suddenly, he's cleaning us both off with a towel he produces out of thin air, I guess. Once he's finished, he says, "You think that was hot, you should see my Baby Bro fuck. As far as y'all spending time with either or both of us, that's totally up to Hayden." I look at Blake and Micah and smile. "I think something can be arranged for us to have some fun. But, if it's okay with y'all, I want Quentin all to myself for the rest of the weekend." Quentin holds me tighter in his arms when he hears that and my cousins grin identical smiles at us. Micah chuckles. "That's totally cool. You two are finally getting what you both want. Enjoy it. When you're ready to share, we'll be here. In the meantime, we have each other and Uncle Keith, Uncle Brad, and our dad. I think we'll be fine." He ended with a wink. Speaking of those three, I finally notice how quiet it is out here and look out at the pool. It's empty; so is the rest of the backyard. I ask, "Where did our dads and Uncle Keith go?" Blake answers, "They went inside about fifteen minutes ago so they can use the bedroom. Keith was grumbling something about all the fucking teenagers using all the lounge chairs and lube outside. Your dad told him to shut up and get inside so he could ride him. They invited us to join or watch, but you two were too fucking hot to not stay." Just as I'm about to relax and close my eyes for a nap in Quentin's arms, my stomach lets out a loud growl. Quentin immediately stands up and grabs my hand and says, "Come on, Baby Bro. Let's get something in your stomach that can sustain you." He looks at the twins and continues, "You two come on too. I've missed y'all and want to spend some time with you." So, the four of us walk into the house. Before we can grab anything to eat, I hear a loud moan come from the media room in the basement. I look at my brother and my cousins and we all smile at each other. I place my finger to my lips and motion for them to follow me. We slowly make our way downstairs and the grunts and dirty talk and sounds of bodies slapping against each other grows louder. When we reach the bottom of the stairs, we are greeted by the sight of Uncle Keith laying on his back on the floor. My dad is riding his dick while Uncle Austin is sitting on his face. My dad and Uncle Austin are too engaged in a kiss, so nobody notices us. We all look at each other and by silent agreement decide to leave the three to have their fun. We go upstairs, grab some snacks from the kitchen, and the twins take us to their room. There's only one bed in the room, but it's a king-sized bed, so we all lay down on it. Micah and I are the closest to the middle of the bed. Blake is cuddled up behind Micah and Quentin is in the same position behind me. We're all naked, but there's nothing sexual about the moment. I finally look at my cousins and ask the question that's been in the back of my head since we got here. "Did your mom really walk in on y'all having sex or were you just bullshitting us earlier?" They both wear an identical grin and nod. Blake says, "Like I said earlier. Mom came home and busted into the room right after he busted in me on Wednesday. We had the door locked to keep the brats out, but you can unlock those with a coin, only the brats don't know that. So, when we got home from school that day, we were both horny as fuck. We put the brats in front of the TV with Cartoon Network on to keep them occupied. We went to our room, thinking we had a couple of hours before Mom or Freddie would be home. We locked the door and were being quiet, so the brats wouldn't come knocking on the door. Our room is on the opposite side of the house from the garage, so we didn't know Mom came home early. She found the brats watching TV and asked them where we were. They told her we were in our room with the door locked. Since she doesn't trust those two to not burn down the house without supervision, she got pissed. She grabbed a screwdriver from the kitchen drawer came upstairs and used it to unlock our door. Without even knocking, she opened the door and saw Micah on top of me and my legs spread as wide as they can get. We scrambled to get clothes on, but nobody said anything. Finally, she says, `Meet me downstairs in the kitchen as soon as you both clean up,' through gritted teeth. "Five minutes later, we're waiting in the kitchen for her to say something, but she's just looking at us with a blank expression. She finally says, `I had thought something was going on with you two in the past, but I convinced myself it wasn't true. I told myself I was paranoid. Well, I guess I was right in the first place. I don't want to hear anything about it. I can't even look at you two right now. You two need to make a choice right now. You can either stay here, only Blake will move into the guest room and make it his own room. You won't be allowed in the other's room with the door closed; in fact, the doors will be removed from both of your rooms. You will both be grounded till you leave for college. That means curfew of eight o'clock on weekdays and ten o'clock on weekends. No hanging out at friend's places. Or you can move out and go live with your father. You're eighteen now, so it's your decision. Stay here and make all of our lives miserable or move in with your father, who I know you've wanted to live with since the divorce.' "We didn't even talk about it; we both said, `Moving in with Dad,' at the same time. Mom just nodded and pulled out her phone and clicked on Dad's name. She left the room and locked herself in the office before he picked up, so we had no clue what she was telling him. We didn't speak to anyone in the house that night or the next night. Dad called us and told us everything was going to be fine and not to worry about anything. He said mom told him everything. He didn't seem that upset about it, and well, it doesn't take a genius to figure Dad and Keith out. Seriously, Dad's `room' never looks like anyone lives in it, except when we're here for however long during the summers. Friday morning, Mom drove us to the airport with a few bags of clothes. She told us she couldn't condone what we were doing, but as long as she never had to hear about it or see any evidence of it happening, she still cared about us." Micah speaks up then, "Cared about us. Not loved us. So, I told her we would see her later, got out of the car, and walked straight into the airport. Blake was right beside me. Keith picked us up from the airport with a big hug and an even bigger smile and said Dad would be getting to the house about the same time we would. When we got here, Dad pulled in right behind us. Once we were all inside the house, Dad hugged us both and told us how happy he was for us to be here. He then went over to Keith and kissed him full on the mouth with tongue and everything. They made out for a few moments then turned to us and Dad said, `I don't want there to be any secrets here between us. You two are free to do as you wish inside the house or in the backyard. Because you're likely to walk in to find your uncle and I fucking each other in any room at any time. And don't be surprised if your Uncle Brad is involved too.'" I hear Quentin chuckle behind me. I'm flabbergasted. I finally ask, "So, both of you really did fuck your dad last night at the same time?" Austin's voice from the doorway answers, "That's a story for after dinner. Come on, we're going out to eat to celebrate Hayden's eighteenth birthday, Quentin and Hayden finally getting together, and me having my two beautiful boys where they belong." There y'all go! Let me know what y'all think. 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