Date: Wed, 20 Mar 2024 13:52:05 -0400
From: Phoenix <phoenixvixvi@gmail.com>
Subject: My Uncle and My Dad's Secret: Chapter 26

Chapter 26: "Tasting Both of Them"
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AUSTIN:

    A week before Christmas, Brett turned 19. As much as I wanted to
throw him a big party to celebrate his last birthday as a teenager, Brett
was simply too busy for that. It was his first finals week in college,
and he had to maintain a decent GPA to keep his hockey scholarship. I'm
sure he and Juan celebrated by having a lot of sex in their dorm room in
between studying for exams. Meanwhile, my brother Charles and I were
organizing a surprise for "our" son. (In a way, wasn't Brett a son to
both of us?)

    "Good morning, son. Get up and pack a bag. We're going to Canada,"
Charles said as we burst into Brett's childhood bedroom unannounced. It
was the first week of January by now, and Brett was home for winter
break. My brother and I had walked in on him sleeping in the nude, his
teenage cock pointing up at the ceiling, hard in all of its morning
glory.

    "Uh, what the hell?" Brett mumbled, instinctively covering up his
boner with the duvet. When he saw that the intruders were Charles and I,
Brett let his dick pop out again. He knew there was no need to be modest
in front of his father and me.

    "We're going to Canada for a few days," I explained, lifting the
blinds to let some light into the room, which reeked of musky male
pheromones in the best way possible. "Now that you're 19 you can legally
drink there, so we're taking you out to celebrate."

    "What? How are we getting there?" Brett asked, still groggy -- and
still bricked up to the max.

    "We're driving. But we're making a pit stop on the way," Charles
said, sitting down on Brett's bed and patting the teen's bare leg.
"C'mon, get up, get dressed, and get your passport."

    Brett stood up, his erection wagging in his father's face for several
seconds. I noticed that my brother didn't look away; he pretty much
stared at Brett's boner the entire time. This was the first time we would
be spending time together, just the three of us, ever since that fateful
day when Brett walked in on me giving my brother a handjob. I for one had
a very good feeling about this trip.

    Half an hour later, we were in Charles's truck. Brett sat in the
back, talking to his boyfriend on the phone and letting him know he's
being "kidnapped" and taken across the border.

    "We're not going to Canada until tomorrow, though," Charles said.
"We're stopping near Duluth first."

    "Why, what's in Duluth?" Brett asked.

    "A camping ground where your uncle and I used to go when we were boy
scouts," Charles replied.

    "Oh God, we're not going camping in this weather, are we?" Brett
said.

    "Don't worry, we're not gonna be sleeping in a tent," I explained.
"The place also has cozy little cabins, right on the lake. It's
absolutely gorgeous out there."

    It had been thirty years since I'd visited that part of the woods,
but as soon as we arrived all the memories came flooding back. Walking
around, I could actually point out the exact tree next to which my
brother and I would pitch our tent. We used to come here in the summer,
so the place looked a bit different now that it was winter. Other than
that, nothing else had changed.

    "Is this where you and Dad... jerked off for the first time?" Brett
asked me as I showed him around the woods.

    "You mean, when we would jack off while sharing a tent? Yeah, it was
right by that tree over there," I pointed. "I don't know if it was the
first time for your father, I doubt it. But the very first time I ever
jerked off was actually at this campground."

    "Really?!" Brett smiled in amusement.

    "Yeah. This kid named Vaughn taught me. He was a year older. We were
hiking, we got separated from the rest of the group, and he was like, 'Do
you wanna see this really cool thing I can do?' I actually found him on
Facebook a few years ago. I wasn't surprised to see he turned out to be
gay as well."

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    We spent the afternoon exploring the area and hiking the snowy nature
trails. Afterward, we found a nearby diner to sate our ravenous stomachs.
Brett ate almost as much as my brother and I did put together. Once back
at the cabin, we played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would have to
sleep on the top of either of the two bunk beds we had to share. Brett
lost, which seemed fitting as the youngest, and he chose to sleep above
Charles.

    Given we were all fairly sweaty from the day's activities, we took
turns showering. Brett took a shower first, stripping completely naked in
front of us with zero qualms, before sauntering into the bathroom with a
towel over his shoulder. While he showered, I too stripped down to just
my underwear as the stove heating the small cabin was already making the
single room stuffy and hot. Charles busied himself with making the beds.

    Brett was quick and returned to the main room soon, still with the
towel over his shoulder but dripping wet this time. I offered my brother
the shower next, and Charles accepted, taking off his clothes. As Brett
toweled off, his father got naked right next to him. Eventually, they
both faced me, equally nude. Seeing them side-by-side like this was the
first time I'd ever seen my brother and Brett naked at the same time.

    Brett was as muscular as ever from his hockey workouts, while Charles
had a decent dad-bod. They each had hairy chests, though Charles's hair
was getting more and more salt-and-pepper, while Brett's was dark brown.
I couldn't help it and my cock responded by slowly growing semi-hard.
Both of them noticed it right away, making the atmosphere somewhat tense
between us, but I merely smiled and shrugged.

    Charles cleared his throat and excused himself to the bathroom. Brett
kept looking at my growing boner with a smirk, almost like he was tempted
to do something really inappropriate and risky, considering his father
was here. Finally, I was able to get clean after Charles was finished. I
came back out completely naked and got immediately into bed. From what I
could tell, Brett and Charles were naked in their beds as well.

    The heat from the stove made it impossible to use the comforter, so I
pushed it back. The room was dark, but the fire from the stove gave just
enough ambient light. Seeing my brother and nephew naked together was
still fresh in my head and I couldn't shake it. My started growing hard
again, and I knew I had to jerk off or I wasn't going to get any sleep.

    I slowly started stroking, but every movement seemed to make the
rickety bunk bed squeak. I did my best to stay still, but it was
impossible. I paused for a moment to listen for either of my roommates,
hoping they'd fallen asleep already. Brett sounded like he was softly
snoring already. I thought Charles might be doing the same... but instead,
I heard similar squeaking noises coming from his bottom bunk. I looked
over and sure enough, my brother was doing the exact same thing I was:
jerking off while trying to stay as silent as he could. It felt like we
were boy scouts all over again!

    As if sensing my stare, Charles looked over at me and smiled. I held
my finger up to my mouth to shush him and I started jerking off again. My
big brother followed suit and began fisting his boner as well. I could
almost giggle at the situation we found ourselves in. Two adults trying
to be as quiet as possible while encouraging each other to jerk off, all
while Brett -- our teen son -- slept soundly in the same room. I was
tempted to go give my brother another handjob, but I was distracted from
that thought when I heard Brett's voice say,

    "Are you two doing what I think you're doing?"

    Charles froze, and I chuckled.

    "Yes," I replied simply, realizing we could no longer hide this from
Brett.

    Suddenly, Brett hopped down from his top bunk. He looked at my cock
and then at his father's. With the soft light in the room, I could tell
his teen prick was hard as a rock as well. Then, Brett sat on his dad's
bed and without another word started jacking off as well. After a brief
pause, my brother continued stroking. I let out a loud moan as I stroked
my meat. There was no need for silence and secrecy anymore.

    I licked my lips as I looked back and forth between Brett and
Charles, my eyes glued to their dicks. Brett was clearly dripping precum
already. I tried to see if Charles was doing the same, but now he was in
Brett's shadow, and I couldn't see quite as clearly. It felt so
incredibly pervy jerking off with my brother and Brett... but I loved it!
I could've shot then and there, but I wanted to up the excitement a bit
and see how far I could push this.

    I was too horny to stay in my bunk any longer. I got up and walked
over to the other two. Charles was lying on his back with Brett sitting
next to him, right by his thighs. I dropped to my knees and reached for
both of their pricks simultaneously. Brett let it happen but I had to
move Charles's hand away so I could start stroking them both at the same
time.

    I could see the shocked look on my brother's face, which didn't
surprise me. After all, Charles had no idea this wasn't the first time I
was touching Brett's dick. To Brett and me, this was just another one of
our pervy sexcapades; but to my brother this was all new. Charles looked
absolutely flabbergasted as he watched me give my biological son a
handjob. Still, my brother did nothing to stop me. If anything, as I held
Charles's cock in my right hand, it felt like he was throbbing even
harder.

    I proceeded to jack off father and son, side-by-side. It felt so
incredibly hot crossing this boundary with my brother, and I was loving
every minute of it. Brett's cock was noticeably bigger than my brother's,
but both of them were equally sexy to me. I even noticed Brett resting
his hand on Charle's hairy thigh, squeezing his quad from time to time.
Seeing that father-son contact sent a spurt of precum drooling from my
cock and onto the floor.

    "Fuck, Uncle Austin, that feels so fucking good," Brett groaned, and
I noticed it caused my brother's balls to tighten upon hearing the words.

    Brett's hand was now traveling up and down his father's thigh,
caressing his leg. Charles couldn't tell, but Brett was also using his
bare foot to rub my balls and cock. It was driving me wild!

    "What do you think, Dad? Isn't Uncle Austin good at this?" Brett
asked Charles.

    "He sure is, son," Charles groaned as I rubbed his precum all over
his cockhead. "Fuck. He's gonna me cum."

    "Mmm! Me, too, dad. C'mon, make us cum, Uncle Austin," Brett urged.

    I gave both their cocks a tight squeeze... and they shot their loads
simultaneously, covering my hands and wrists. Still stimulated by my
nephew's foot, I came handsfree when I felt Brett tease my hole with his
big toe. Finally, once we were all done cumming, I licked all the jizz
off my hands, enjoying their unique tastes.

    "Good night, boys," I said as I retreated to my bunk, excited to see
what the rest of our trip had in store.

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