Date: Fri, 8 Jan 2021 06:38:35 -0600 From: Jay Hooks Subject: My Birthday Present Chapter 4 My Birthday Present Chapter 4 Dammit, I really want to hear about Austin getting fucked by Micah and Blake at the same time. I can hardly believe it really happened, but the grins my cousins give me tell me it's true. I really want to see that someday. After Austin tells us to get dressed again, we reluctantly get out of bed and find our clothes and get dressed. Dad, Quentin, and I get in our car and follow the other four to a nice-looking steakhouse. Leave it up to my uncles to pick a fancy place and have all of us show up in our boardshorts, tank tops, and flip-flops. However, since Keith played professional football and moved here when he retired and Austin is the local high school football coach, they're both kinda famous around town, so nobody says anything to us. Once we're at our table, I end up sitting between Quentin and Keith. Across the table, the twins are sitting between Austin and my dad. After we order our drinks, Keith stretches his arm across the back of my chair and he playfully rubs my head and asks, "So, Hay-Hay, did you get everything you wanted for your birthday?" I can feel my face turning redder by the second. From across the table, I hear my dad chuckle and say, "Keith, leave my baby boy alone and stop embarrassing him." "Hey, I was just asking if he got everything he wanted for his birthday. I'm not trying to embarrass him. I just wanted to know if there was anything else he wanted that I could get for him. I love spoiling my favorite nephew." That statement draws glares and protests from Blake and Micah. Quentin leans over to whisper in my ear, "My favorite person." Under the table, I feel his hand on my thigh. He gently rubs my leg and keeps his hand there. All I can do is sit here and hope like hell I don't have to go to the restroom anytime soon. If I stood up right now, my hard on would be very noticeable. I think I let out a soft moan or something, because Keith leans over to whisper, "What is your brother doing to you to get you to make that sound?" I try to answer the question, but Quentin's hand goes further north on my thigh and soon enough he's groping me through my shorts under the table. Dad's voice brings me back to reality when I hear, "Quentin, do I need to separate you two? Behave yourself. I want to see all hands on that side of the table in plain view." Quentin's smirk is so fucking sexy when he replies, "Really, pot? Where is Micah's hand right now?" Micah jerks his hand up to the tabletop so fast, he almost knocks over his water and says, "I was scratching an itch where something must have bitten me earlier or something," with a huge grin. Austin sighs heavily and says, "I swear I can't bring you guys anywhere. Will you all please behave and act like you were raised with some sort of manners. Everyone look at your menus and decide what y'all want to eat. The sooner we finish dinner, the sooner we can get home." We all eat and enjoy our dinners and desserts. As we're walking out to the cars, my dad puts his arm around my shoulders and asks, "So, baby boy, are we going back to Keith and Austin's; or do you want to head back to our house?" I look at my dad and I can see how much he wants to spend time with his brothers. I smile at him and say, "We can go to Keith and Austin's, but do you think anyone would mind if I spend time one-on-one with Quentin. I don't want to leave anyone out, but I really want to spend as much time with him as possible." "Baby boy, nobody will care, I promise. I hope you will at least let us watch; if not, that's totally alright." "I don't mind any of y'all watching me show Quentin how much I love him. I like the thought of y'all watching us and getting off on it." Dad grins at me and pulls me tighter to his side. "That's my baby boy. I'm so happy for you and Quentin. You both make me proud." When we get back to Keith and Austin's, it doesn't take everyone long till we're all naked. I grab Quentin and pull him to me and claim his mouth with mine. I guide him to the couch in the living room and lay him down. I take a moment to admire my brother's physique and, once again, I'm in awe. I ghost my hands over his thighs, up to his pelvic bone, then up to his sculpted abs. I move further up and feel the muscles of his chest and shoulders. I finish by running the back of my fingers down his cheek and stare directly into his eyes. His grin almost kills me when he looks up at me and whispers, "I love you so fucking much baby bro. Thank you for being mine." He reaches for me, but I shake my head, grab his wrists, and place his arms by his sides. "Don't move. I'll let you know when you can move. For now, your body's mine to do with as I want." I move my head down and let him feel my breath on his cock, but don't take him into my mouth. "Do you want me to suck your dick for you bubba?" He moans out, "Oh, hell yeah! Please." I grin up at him mischievously and shake my head. "Nope. I don't want your cock right now; I already had that earlier." I grab his legs and move them up to his chest. Next, I grab his hands and place one on each leg and tell him to hold them in place for me. Now, I go for what I'm craving. I place a gentle kiss to each of his perfect ass cheeks. I decide to barely tease his hole with the tip of my tongue. "You know, I've seen many porn movies that have rimming. I've noticed in most of the twink movies from Eastern Europe, they don't know how to give a proper rim job." I stick my tongue out and barely make contact with his hole and move my head around, emulating the porn stars I've just described. "I'm sorry, but if that's how they eat ass over there, I don't want to go. Don't they know that to properly give a rim job you have to bury your face as deep in the ass as possible." And that's what I do. I bury my face so deep in his ass, I can't breathe. I devour his hole for as long as I can before pulling back and grinning up at him. "Did you feel the difference? Which one do you prefer?" He moans out, "Definitely the second. Please do it again." "You want me to bury my face in your ass again bubba? Did you like that?" He nods emphatically and I smile. "Good, cause there's nothing like a good clean ass for an evening snack." I dive back in and rim him for probably ten minutes or so. I can hear his moans and his body is writhing. When I finally pull back with a gasp, his hole is nice and wet, and my face is covered with his flavor. I move up his body and kiss him forcibly. I back away from the kiss and ask, "How does your ass taste bubba? I fucking love it." I place a finger at his hole and work my way in without resistance. I can barely hear Keith from somewhere behind me say, "Damn, Brad. Hay-Hay is a fucking beast. I can't wait for my turn." I'm not sure who places the lube next to me, but I'm grateful for its appearance. I lube up my fingers and drizzle some on Quentin's hole. I add one finger at a time till I'm three fingers thick in him and finger-fucking him. I look at him questioningly and ask in a whisper, "Can you take one more, you think?" He smiles and nods, so I slowly add a fourth finger. Quentin's eyes roll back into his head and he starts thrusting his hips to meet my fingers. With my free hand, I grab the lube and somehow manage to lube up my cock. With four fingers still inside him, I line my cock up with his hole. Since he did this to me earlier today, I return the favor and allow my dick to enter while my fingers are still partly in. With one smooth push, I enter him to the hilt. Once I'm fully seated, he gives me a scorching look and begs, "Please baby bro. I need you to fuck me and own me. Let me know I'm yours." "Always and forever. I'm not letting you go. Ever," I respond as I lean down to claim his mouth with mine. Again, sex with Quentin has an effect on me. I get lost in him and he becomes my whole world; the only thing I'm able to see, hear, or feel. So, I'm kinda surprised when I hear someone on the floor next to the couch gasp and look that way. Quentin must have heard the noise as well, because I notice his head turn in the same direction. The image we're presented with takes my breath away. My cousins are both lying on the floor, crotch to crotch, with their legs scissored around each other. The position lining their identical cocks up perfectly. I watch in amazement as my Uncle Austin, the twins' father, lowers himself on the two cocks. Quentin moans out, "Oh, fuck! That is so fucking hot. Oh fuck, yeah! Oh shit!" and he comes all over his abs, chest, neck, and even his face. The feeling of his ass clenching my thick cock and the sight of my uncle being fucked by both of his twin sons at the same time is too much for me to handle and my orgasm blasts through me and into Quentin. The force of my orgasm wipes me out and I can't hold myself up. I fall onto Quentin and he lets go of his legs, finally, and wraps his legs around my waist. My head is resting in the crook of his neck and both of our breathing is labored. Surprisingly, or not actually, my dick is still hard and inside Quentin. However, I'm too spent to even think about moving at the moment. Quentin, it seems, has other ideas because soon I feel him gyrating his hips and fucking himself on my dick. I groan and mumble against his neck, "I love you bubba; but I don't have the energy for another round right now. I just want to stay in you as long as possible. If I'm still hard and in you when my energy returns, I'll fuck your brains out. I promise. Just hold me right now please." He softly chuckles and says, "I can do that for you baby bro. Just rest right now. I've got you." I'm not sure what happens next because soon everything fades away. I fall asleep with my hard dick inside my brother while I'm being held in his strong arms. When I wake up later, I notice I'm in a new position. Somehow Quentin managed to get out from under me, clean me up, sit next to me on the couch, and position my head so that it's laying on his lap; all without waking me up. He's gently stroking my hair and having a conversation with our cousins. He smiles down at me and asks, "Did you have a good nap, baby bro?" I stretch out and yawn, "Yeah, how long was I out?" Blake responds, "You've been snoring over there for about an hour and fifteen minutes." I glare at him. "I don't snore. Where are the old folks?" Micah laughs. "They went to bed about forty-five minutes ago, right after we both shot our loads in our Dad." "And your dad shot his in Keith," Blake adds. I laugh a little and look up at Quentin. "Sorry I fell asleep on you bubba; both literally and figuratively." He smiles down at me and says, "It's okay. I didn't mind..." He finishes his statement with a huge yawn. Suddenly, the twins are in front of us grabbing our hands and pulling us up. Micah says, "Come on you two; we're going to our room and getting in bed. Sleep only, we promise. Besides, I think we're all pretty fucked-out at the moment." Once we're upstairs, we all pile into the king-sized bed and Quentin cuddles up behind me and spoons me while Blake does the same to Micah. I smile at my cousins and say, "Seeing both of your dicks inside your dad earlier sent me over the edge. How did it feel to y'all?" Blake grins broadly and responds, "Feeling Dad's walls clenching around my cock while it's getting friction from sliding against my brother's dick is amazing. Dad seems to enjoy it. He says it's something for us to do every once in a while, but not something he can do all of the time. Micah and I have sort of done it. We'll fuck each other and slide a dildo in next to our cocks sometimes." I chuckle. "I'm not sure I'd be able to handle it. I'm normally so tight, I need tons of prep work just for one dick." Quentin pulls me closer to him and I can feel him position his mostly limp dick in between my ass cheeks. He doesn't try to enter me or start rubbing against me. He merely places it there and leaves it. He then wraps his fingers around my soft cock and just holds it. He whispers, "I'm not trying to start anything. I just like to hold onto a dick if there's one next to me." I grab the hand he has wrapped around my chest and bring it to my lips. Placing a light kiss to the back of it, I say, "It's fine. I do the same thing. I normally fall asleep holding onto my limp dick after I jack off and clean up." He kisses the back of my neck and says, "Good night, baby bro. I love you." "Love you too bubba. Thank you for the best birthday present ever." I lean forward a little and surprise Micah when I place my lips to his. I pull back a few seconds later and say, "I love you two too. I'm so glad y'all are back." Micah lets out a contented sigh. "That better only be a preview. I expect the real deal once Quentin heads back to school." He then shifts his gaze to Quentin and continues, "Don't worry cuz, we'll look after him while you're gone." Quentin chuckles. "Hayden, you're going to have your hands, and probably your ass too, full between taking care of Dad and now these two. I'm sure our uncles will want in on the action as well. I think I'm a little jealous." "Bubba, you have nothing to worry about. You'll always be my number one. But I don't mind taking care of Dad and having fun with these two. As far as our uncles go, they can join in the fun if they want. But, until you leave Monday, you're the only one for me." I look over at my cousins and say, "Sorry, but y'all will have to wait till sometime next week to get a taste of the biggest dick in the family." I try to keep a straight face, and I'm successful for about half a second. Then, we all break out laughing. As our laughter ebbs, Quentin squeezes me tight against his chest, but he doesn't grind his dick against me, nor does he try to stroke me. I kind of love just being held like this and feeling loved. The fact we can lay naked against each other in a very sexual position and refrain from making it sexual proves to me that this is more than just sex. This isn't about getting off. Finally, we quiet down and eventually close our eyes and drift off to sleep. At some point during the night, I wake up with the urgent need to piss. I take in my surroundings and try to figure out a way to get out of the bed without disturbing everyone else. I gently ease my way out of Quentin's hold, which isn't an easy task. In fact, as I'm climbing over him, he grabs my waist and tries to pull me down on top of him. He hums and mumbles, "I thought we were going to sleep, but I'm up for another round if you are." I try to push myself off him, but he pulls me tighter. I finally say, "I need to piss bad, bubba. If you don't let me go, everyone in this bed will be soaking wet in about fifteen seconds." For a second, I don't think he's going to let me go and when he says, "Hmm, I've always been curious about golden showers," I'm not sure if he's joking or serious. When he finally lets me go, I don't waste another second and run as fast as I can to the bathroom. I'm pissing like a fucking Russian racehorse when Quentin walks in and stands next to me and releases his own stream. I don't know why but watching him piss is fucking hot. I start wondering how it would feel on me. The thought of drinking it doesn't cross my mind at all; but the thought of kneeling in front of him in the shower and feeling the stream course over my chest and abs and then feeling it on my face is making my cock grow. Quentin looks down and smirks. "You're thinking about it now aren't you, you little perv?" "Thinking about what?" I try to ask innocently. Quentin looks me in the eye and says, "Why is your dick getting hard, Hayden? You finished pissing about thirty seconds ago. But your cock is still in your hand and you've barely taken your eyes off my dick since I started pissing." "Okay, yeah I'm thinking about it. But, thinking about something and doing something are two very different things. But I'll let you know it's not the thought of someone pissing on me or me pissing on someone else that's turning me on. It's the thought of you that's turning me on. Thinking about doing anything with you is a turn on for me. I would never think about doing something like that with anyone else; not even someone else in our family. Only you. And again, just because I'm thinking about it doesn't mean I want to actually do it. Why? Were you serious a while ago before you let me go? Have you really thought about doing something like that?" While I was telling him this, he finishes pissing and turns to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. The reason I ask the last question is because his dick is getting just as hard as mine and I'm not sure if it's because of what I was saying or the fact we were rubbing ourselves against each other. He smiles sheepishly and says, "Well, like you said, just because I'm thinking about something doesn't mean I want to do it. Fantasies are fun to think about but don't always live up to the expectations. Thinking about marking you as mine and you marking me in return is hot as fucking hell, but I think I like the thought more than I would like the reality. But if it's something you want to try; I'll be there for you." I chuckle. "I don't think that will be a problem. I'm with you on liking the thought rather than reality. Let's go back to bed. I enjoy sleeping with you holding me." Quentin grabs my hand and starts heading back to the room. Before we leave the bathroom, I ask him, "Hey, are you really okay with me having sex with Blake, Micah, Keith, Austin, and Dad?" He places a kiss on my lips and says, "I promise you, I'm okay with you having sex with any of them. But I don't think I would be okay with you having sex with anyone besides them." I look him in the eye and nervously ask, "Do you think you'll want to hook-up with anyone while you're at school? Because I can try to be okay with you hooking-up with someone at school. I mean, if you need to..." He shuts me up with a kiss and says, "Don't worry, baby bro. I'm not going to be hooking-up with anyone at school. I'm going to try to come back as often as possible. I know I can't do every weekend, but I will be coming back to you. I need you. Now, come on. Do you mind if we wake the twins up in a special way? I know you said you didn't want to do anything with anyone else but me, but I want to taste those two." Instead of answering his question, I grab his hand and drag him back into the room. Blake and Micah are still laying on the side of the bed they fell asleep on. I turn and whisper in Quentin's ear, "I'll take care of Micah and you work on Blake. How far do we want to take this?" He whispers back, "As far as you're willing to go. I'll follow your lead." I nod and turn back to the bed. I slowly pull the comforter off my cousins and expose their naked bodies. Micah is still laying on his side, facing the middle of the bed. Blake, however, is now laying on his back, so we have easy access to both. Quentin crawls up between Blake's legs and I lay down in front of Micah. We look at each other and smile and simultaneously take their cocks into our mouths. As I'm sucking Micah, he starts getting hard in my mouth. In a few moments he's fully erect and I swallow him down my throat. I hear him moan and he starts moving his hips. Soon, I feel his hand on my head and I hear, "Mmm, baby that feels good." That's when I hear Blake exclaim, "Oh fuck! Micah, aren't you sucking my cock?" They both open their eyes at the same time and see what's really happening. Micah strokes my head and says, "Shit, Hayden! I didn't think I was going to get this till later this week. Oh fuck, cuz! That feels amazing." From next to me I hear Blake say, "Fuck Quentin! Get your cock up here so I can taste it." I then feel some shifting on the bed and I recognize Quentin's moan. Micah then says, "Hayden, are you going to let me take care of you too? I want that monster, please." I turn so Micah has access to my dick. He tries to take me all the way to the hilt, but he gags a little. He pulls off me and coughs. "Fuck, cuz! I haven't gagged in forever. Don't worry though, I'll get it all down." He goes back to work on my cock and when it hits the back of his throat, he swallows and takes more of me in. I make a decision and pull off his cock. I then suck one of his balls into my mouth. I release it and take the other in. I work his balls for a little bit before moving down further and work his taint. He spreads his legs, giving me the first view of my target and I go for it. I clamp my mouth on his hole and work it with my tongue. I'm brought back to my senses when I hear Blake ask, "Will you fuck me Quentin?" Quentin pulls off Blake's cock and says, "You'll have to ask Hayden. If it's okay with him, then yeah I'll fuck you." Micah and I pull off the other's cock and look at the other two. Blake asks, "Well, Hayden? Can Quentin fuck me? If not, that's cool; I'll totally understand." I look at Micah and smirk. "Well, cuz, what do you think? Should we let Quentin fuck Blake?" Micah pretends to think it over for a few moments before answering, "I'm not sure. Who will fuck me if Blake is busy getting fucked?" "Don't worry about that. I'll take care of your ass." I look back towards Quentin and continue, "What do you say bubba? You want to fuck a couple of twins together?" Quentin chuckles. "Well, if they can take a dick as well as their dad then I know we'll enjoy it. How should we do this, side-by-side with them on their backs or doggy-style facing each other." I move to kneel next to Quentin and kiss him hard and deep. When I pull away, I say, "On their backs. I want to be able to do that anytime I want." When we look back down at the twins, they're laying side-by-side and holding their knees at their chests wearing only identical grins. Then they do something they know I find fascinating. Blake speaks first. "Well, come on you two and..." Without missing a beat Micah continues, "Get those dicks in us. We've been..." "Wanting this all fucking day. Now, fuck us good," they finish together. I just stare at them for a second before saying, "I don't know why, but I've always thought it was sexy as fuck when they do that." Quentin responds, "I know. I totally agree. Now, where's the lube?" There you guys go. Hope you enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it. Lol. Remember, nifty depends on your donations to keep going, so please donate today if you can. Let me know what you think. 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