Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2022 10:54:07 -0400
From: Phoenix <phoenixvixvi@gmail.com>
Subject: My Uncle and My Dad's Secret: Chapter 6

Chapter 6: "My Nephew/My Son"
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AUSTIN:

    "So, what did I miss?" Tucker's voice said from just a couple of feet
away, but to me it sounded far in the distance.

    "Oh, not much," Taylor chuckled, his giggling echoing in my head.

    I was drunker and higher than I'd realized. Now, in the midst of
post-orgasmic clarity, I was starting to grasp the severity and
perversity of my actions. I'd blown my load in this hot tub WHILE BRETT
WAS IN IT!!! I needed to get out of here and sober up!

    "Tuck, before you get in, can you pass me my underwear, please?" I
pointed at the neon green briefs lying by the tub.

    Tucker did what I asked. Before getting up from the tub, I put my
underwear back on underwater. I struggled to fit my still-semi-erect cock
in the tiny pouch, aware that Brett would catch a glimpse of it as I
stood up. As modestly and as hurriedly as I could, I dashed out of the
tub and into the kitchen, where I took out a bottle of water from the
fridge and chugged half of it in one gulp.

    The scene from the tub replayed in my head: Owen fucking Taylor right
in front of everyone... Rodney and I stroking each other's dicks, lost in
the moment... Brett and Juan watching in awe, probably doing their own
share of action under the water...

    A minute later, wet footsteps announced the arrival of another person
in the kitchen. I turned around and I saw Brett, wearing my old red
jockstrap and nothing else, looking like a real-life Adonis if there ever
was one. Even back when I let him have that jock, Brett had been fit.
Now, he possessed the perfect combination of a cute adolescent face and
the body of a 25-year-old athlete.

    "Figured I could use some H₂O," he said with a smile, water still
dripping down his chiseled muscles. He walked to the fridge and bent
over, exposing an ass which was almost hairless. I caught myself staring
and quickly turned away... but not before my cock gave a twitch in my
briefs.

    "Listen, we need to talk," I said to Brett. "I'm sorry about what
happened out there. I should've stopped Taylor and Owen. They can get
crazy, and--"

    "Uncle Austin, it's alright," Brett said, placing a hand on my
shoulder. "I mean, yeah, things got a bit crazy but hey, that's what big
birthday parties are all about," he smirked.

    In comparison to many of the parties I went to, this one wasn't even
that wild; I was surprised the hardest drug I saw being consumed was pot.
The real crazy part was that I was here with Brett! To him it may be no
big deal, since I was only his "Uncle Austin" -- but he didn't know that
I was really his biological dad. In my head, that made everything even
more fucked up.

    "Still," I added. "I didn't expect Taylor and Owen to just start..."

    "Fucking?" Brett finished my sentence. "Hahaha, c'mon Uncle Austin,
since when did you become such a prude? It's alright, we've all done it."

    I looked over at Brett, who just admitted to me that he and his
boyfriend had indeed fucked. I knew my brother and Anne let the boys
spend time in Brett's room with the door closed; I even knew they'd been
caught by their coach in the middle of a blowjob in the locker room a
couple of years ago. But up until this moment, I wasn't sure if Brett had
gone "all the way," and I found myself wondering if he was usually the
one on top or bottom.

    "Uncle Austin, can I ask you something?" Brett asked next. "Are you
and Rodney in a... in an open relationship?"

    The question had come as a surprise, although it probably shouldn't
have, considering Rodney and I were just out in the backyard making out
with Tucker right in front of Brett.

    "Yeah, we... hook up with other guys on occasion," I admitted.

    "Cool," Brett shrugged casually. At his age, I didn't even know the
term "open relationship," much less understand concepts like polyamory or
throuples -- terms that I had a feeling Brett probably knew thanks to the
internet. "Juan and I have been talking about being in one."

    "What?" I asked, confused and still slightly light-headed.

    "Juan's asked me about being in an open relationship," Brett
explained coolly.

    "And how do you feel about that?" I inquired.

    "I'm kinda curious. I think I'd be on board. I mean, I'm obviously
still attracted to other guys," Brett grinned. "And Juan, well, he's a
size queen. Not to brag, I'm pretty hung, but when he hears that
someone's got an even bigger dick..."

    Brett didn't finish that sentence, but I didn't need him to -- my
mind was whirling after hearing him describe himself as "hung." At 7.5",
I was quite proud of my endowment, and I couldn't help but wonder if he
inherited it from me.

    "Anyway, Uncle Austin -- I'm really happy we can talk like this!"
Brett continued after taking a sip of water. With a huge smile on his
face, he added, "I mean my parents are cool and all, but obviously I
can't talk to them the way that I can with you. Thank you."

    Before I knew it, Brett was giving me a near-naked hug, our bodies
sticking together and our bulges rubbing against one another. Just as I
felt my cock begin to throb, we were interrupted by loud laughter as
Tucker, Taylor, and Owen entered the room. While our host's
tighty-whities stuck to his obscenely large bulge; surprisingly enough,
the two New Yorkers were fully dressed.

    "Our cab's waiting outside," Owen explained. "But we're in Minnesota
until Monday, maybe we'll catch you guys for brunch over the weekend."

    Brett and I walked over to them to say goodbye. While I chatted with
Owen, I noticed Taylor's hands landing on Brett's bare asscheeks, giving
them a strong kneading and even spreading them apart. With the tips of
their noses an inch apart, they were talking too quietly for me to hear,
but it was clear to me that they were being flirtatious. Before exiting
the house, Taylor smacked Brett's left asscheek, shot me a wink, and took
his husband's hand to walk to their cab.

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    "Wanna head back to the tub? I have something special," Tucker
announced. He headed to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of champagne,
asking Brett for help in carrying five flutes. The two of them led the
way out, and as I followed, I couldn't help but feel mesmerized by my
nephew's -- (my son's!) -- flexing glutes. I knew that going back to the
tub was dangerous territory, but didn't Brett just say how much he
appreciated this closeness that he could only have with me and no one
else?

    Back outside, Rodney and Juan were sitting on the edge of the hot
tub, naked. Apparently, each was a bit turned on by the other, judging by
their semi-hard cocks. In front of me, I stared as Brett bent at the
waist while pulling down his jockstrap. I noticed Tucker staring at
Brett's ass while pulling down his own underwear. I didn't want to be the
only one, so I quickly shucked my briefs as well. I watched as Brett
stepped into the hot tub, his muscled teen body rippling.

    "WOAH!" cried Juan the size queen, finally noticing Tucker's donkey
dick flopping in between his legs as Tuck walked to the hot tub.

    Juan sank into the water next to Brett and managed to grab Tucker's
hand, pulling him over to sit next to him so he was sandwiched between
his boyfriend and his hung new friend. Before I could join my fiancé,
Juan had either arm around their shoulders. Though I couldn't quite see,
I was willing to bet he had one leg over each of their laps as well. The
champagne flutes were passed around and filled, and the four of them
toasted to my birthday.

    After a little while, Rod took our glasses and set them aside before
pulling me in for a birthday kiss. I allowed my drunkenness to take over
again, letting go of all of my worries until later. Soon, Rod and I were
full-on making out and his dick was once again rock hard. Even though I'd
already shot my load here in the tub, I could feel myself getting turned
on. The boys didn't seem to be paying attention to us and it sounded like
Tucker was flirting with the two teenage hockey players.

    I leaned back and enjoyed the sensation of Rod sucking on my neck.
Across from me, Juan began kissing Brett, while pulling Tucker's head
closer. Tucker joined the teens, their three tongues dancing together in
a threeway kiss, just like I did earlier with Tucker and Rod! I couldn't
help but laugh at the fact our host had now kissed every man that was
currently in this tub.

    When the three detached, Juan whispered something in Brett's ear.
Brett nodded enthusiastically and said "Go for it!" Next, Juan turned
back to Tucker and pulled him in for a one-on-one kiss while visibly
reaching for Tucker's cock under the water. The teens were kickstarting
their open relationship right in front of my eyes!

    Tucker gladly accepted the attention from Juan and kissed him back
eagerly. Juan whispered something again, this time to Tucker, who grinned
mischievously as he lifted himself out of the water to sit on the edge.
His massive cock, bigger even than Rod's, was easily ten and a half
inches. Juan eyed our host's package like a kid on Christmas. The teen's
eyes glistened with lust and excitement. Juan gently kissed the tip of
Tuck's dick, before swallowing over half of its length without
difficulty. I realized the boy must have a lot of cocksucking experience
under his belt, probably from servicing Brett.

    Next to them, Brett was smiling, almost like he was proud of his
cocksucker boyfriend. It was obvious Brett was jerking himself off
underwater. Tucker moaned softly and encouraged Juan to try and take all
of his cock down his throat. Brett used his free hand to tease Juan's
ass, sticking the tip of his index finger inside Juan's hole right in
front of us. The whole scene was driving me insanely horny... and I wasn't
the only one.

    "C'mon, babe, let me fuck you," Rod growled in my ear, getting one
hand in-between my legs and searching for my hole.

    As much as I loved getting fucked by Rod, I wasn't about to do that
in front of Brett! That'd be taking things way too far, even with
everything that's already happened tonight. I didn't say anything, just
shook my head no. In an attempt to make it up to my fiancé, I grabbed his
dick and started jerking him off, hoping that would suffice. He tried to
kiss me but I guided his mouth to my neck, unable to take my eyes off the
three men we were sharing the hot tub with.

    That's when Brett stood up... and my jaw dropped at the sight of the
eight-inch tool hanging below his waist. Unabashedly, Brett spit on
Juan's hole, lined up his cock, and drove himself deep inside his
boyfriend. At that exact moment Rod bit my neck and shoved a finger into
my hole. Juan and I echoed each other's moans.

    "Please, baby," Rod moaned softly in my ear. "I wanna give you my
load right here."

    "Later, babe," I promised, stroking his dick while keeping my eyes on
Brett. In Brett's eyes, I was his "cool uncle," and he clearly thought
that made it okay for him to have sex in front of me. However, I was
always aware that I was in fact Brett's father; and for me to allow
Rodney to fuck me in front of my son was way too much.

    While enjoying the handjob I was giving him, Rod turned to look
across the hot tub. We were both mesmerized by Brett's bouncing ass while
he plowed Juan. By now, Juan was entirely deep-throating Tucker, which
was quite an impressive feat. Tucker was leaning forward and spreading
Juan's cheeks for Brett. Tucker and Brett met in the middle, their lips
locking together. Juan was being thoroughly skewered by these two studs...
and my pervy mind was loving every minute of it!

    The trio shifted so Tucker could stand on two feet. Juan had his
hands glued to the back of Tucker's thighs, not wanting to take even an
inch of Tucker's dick out of his mouth. Brett lifted one leg to rest on
the inner seat of the hot tub to get better leverage. He kept both hands
gripped on Juan's hips and slammed into Juan's juicy ass with loud slaps.
Juan's ass could almost put mine to shame! They sure made a hot fucking
couple. I felt Rodney's muscles tense and relax as I continued jerking
him off -- he was getting close to cumming. My dick was also responding.
Between the spit-roast I was witnessing and Rod finger-fucking me, I felt
like I could shoot my second load of the evening any second now. I hated
myself for how much I enjoyed this, but I couldn't help it!

    "Oh, fuck...oh, fuck!" Brett suddenly gasped as his pace increased.
"I'm gonna... I'm... Fuck, I'm cumming!!"

    With one final slam, Brett deposited his seed inside his boyfriend. A
few seconds later, Brett pulled out his cum-covered dick and Juan spun
around quickly to clean up Brett's load. At the same time, Juan reached
back behind him, grabbed hold of Tucker's dick, and pushed his hips back
to take all 10.5" inside his loose teen hole, which was already dripping
with Brett's cum. Tucker needed no further spurring. He grabbed Juan's
hips and viciously plowed into his well-used hole. After four or five
thrusts, Juan's dick shot out ropes of cum as Tucker glided across his
prostate.

    In my hand, Rod's cock spasmed and he unleashed his pent-up sperm,
shooting it in jets into the water. Tucker pulled out of Juan, remnants
of Brett's cum covering his dick. Juan turned to face Tucker and Tucker
used both hands to push both Juan and Brett onto their knees. He started
jerking his cock faster and faster while Juan and Brett looked up at him
with puppy dog eyes, their mouths open and tongues sticking out.

    Tucker finally let out a torrent of his salty spray, aiming it first
at Juan's mouth and then Brett's. The teenagers lapped it all up, their
mouths meeting at the head, making out with Tucker's cock in between
them. As I watched my nephew -- my son! -- hungrily swallow my friend's
load, my cock erupted again, hands-free, sending a second load of Brett's
brothers and sisters into the hot, bubbling water.

    As Tucker and the boys shared a final kiss, Rod leaned into me and
whispered so only I could hear.

    "I don't know why you wouldn't let me fuck you in front of your
nephew, babe. He's already seen us do it. I caught him spying on us at
your place a few weeks ago. I guess you two are even now."

    That's when my head began to spin and my stomach dropped. I felt
light-headed and dashed out of the hot tub, this time without even
bothering to put my underwear back on. I hurried back inside the house,
overridden with guilt. I found my phone and tried to text my brother, but
my hands were shaking so badly that I couldn't type. Opting for an audio
message instead, I tapped the little microphone and I shouted into my
phone,

    "Charles, this has gone on long enough! We need to tell Brett the
truth NOW!!"

    The sound of the sliding door opening and closing startled me. I
turned around... and saw a naked Brett walk in.

    "Tell me the truth about what?" he asked.

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