Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 20:50:49 -0500
From: Xhaiden Angel <xangel.author@gmail.com>
Subject: Night Time Visitor Part 2 (of 2)

In the kitchen, Phillip bit into an apple. "So, why did you ask me over?"
He chewed. "Real truth, not the bullshit you told me on the phone."

"Truth?" Paul sliced the ham and put the slices on a platter. "Turn in
early, tonight. Keep your door open."

"What, am I going to be visited by the Tooth Fairy? Santa going to come a
few months early?"

"You're going to want to do what I say."

"You gonna tell me why?"

"No, I'm not. Also, make sure you shower before bed."

"Fuck, brother-mine, now you've got me wanting to go to bed right now to
see what the hell is going on!" Phillip took a few more bites of the
apple. "Wait a minute...is this about your kid?"

Looking up over the island, Paul stopped putting ham on the platter. The
brothers kept looking at one another but Paul didn't say a thing. Phillip
nodded, putting the apple down on the counter. He came around the island to
stand next to his twin.

"The little fucker came out, didn't he?"

"You could say that."

"I just did. Am I right?"

"I can't say. It's not my business."

"Fuck that. He's your kid, it is your business and you know it." Phillip
smiled. "I can make you talk."

"Not this time. He'll be home soon."

The other man put a firm hand on Paul's swollen crotch. "You've been boned
up ever since I walked through the goddamned door. Hell, I should have
stripped you down, bent you over that ugly chair in your living room, and
fucked you senseless from the word."

"Why didn't you?"

Phillip smiled. "You didn't ask."

The brother was working the belt loose and the zipper down by the time Paul
spoke again. "Consider me asking, big brother."

Paul's jeans fell around his knees and he stepped out of them. He went to
the opposing counter and put one knee up onto it. Phillip moved in behind
him and spread his thick cheeks. The man's tongue speared into him and Paul
let out a long groan. From here, he could see into the driveway so he kept
an eye on that, even as his brother's tongue went even deeper.

A few minutes of this and the tongue changed to a finger. One became two
and Paul was moaning and groaning. When the pink pucker glistened with
spit, Phillip stood. He took a bottle of virgin olive oil from the counter
and applied a generous amount to his dick. While rimming his younger twin,
he had stripped out of his clothes and was ready to deliver on his
promise. An oily hand slid in under Paul's shirt and rubbed his back. The
head slid in without any trouble.

Reaching around, Phillip took hold of Paul's cock and slid in another few
inches. Stroking his brother, he began a slow, easy fucking rhythm. Paul
reached back, holding to the man's hip. They fell into a familiar rhythm
they both enjoyed and Paul sighed with pleasure. Phillip took him by the
neck and Paul leaned in for a tender, deep kiss.

"Ready, bro?"

"Do it, Phillip. Do it hard."

Like a horse released from the starting gate, Phillip's large, muscular
body began to work. His hips ground and rotated against his brother and
Paul pushed back each time it meant his insides would get a good
churning. Phillip's hand kept in time with their bodies, meaning he would
work his brother toward a mutual climax, if he could.

Their bodies slammed against one another when Phillip took hold of Paul's
face for another, deeper kiss. Paul sighed when he was let go, gasping for
breath. He turned back, bringing his knee further onto the counter, opening
his hole up more. Phillip pummeled him, slamming hard into his padded ass
and giving him the full length of his cock.

"Jesus," Paul said. "He's pulling into the driveway!"

"Fuck him, I'm not stopping!"

"I don't want him to see us!"

"He won't...fucking...see us..."

Phillip shoved Paul down onto the counter with one hand on his head. A few
more deep thrusts and he collapsed on top of his brother, still grunting
like a bull. Paul felt the first spasm of the shaft inside his ass and
forgot all about his son. He didn't care if he was caught as his beautiful
brother's cock began filling his ass with hot, thick cum. He groaned as he
reached back to hold his brother inside of him. Phillip lay still, his hips
grinding against Paul's clenching ass.

They lay there, their hearts beating, for several minutes. They didn't
move, didn't care about the door closing in the driveway. They only moved
when the garage door banged closed.

"Fuck," Paul said, scrambling for his pants. "Oh, fuck..."

Phillip just had to pull his up. He stuffed the shirt into the back pocket,
then leaned against the counter. Paul was fastening the front of his when
the outer door to the kitchen came open and Kyle came inside. Upon seeing
the two men, the boy smiled. He looked from the island to the counter and
back to the two men. His smile got bigger.

"Uncle Phillip, you're here."

"I am, pal. How are you?"

Kyle went over and fastened his arms around the man's waist. He lay his
head on the damp, hairy chest and breathed in the man's musky
scent. "Better now that you're here. Are you spending the night?"

Paul and Phillip shared a look. "Yeah, pal. I've got a long drive tomorrow
evening and your dad said I could take the guest room. That good with you?"

Leaning back, Kyle gave the man a serious look. "If you wanted, you could
bunk with me."

"I haven't had a chance to put the sheets on the guest bed," Paul said,
looking sly. "Unless you want to struggle with that fitted nightmare, you
might want to take him up on his offer."

"Sure, I could do that." Phillip said, looking back to Kyle. "Hope you
don't hog the blanket. It's supposed to be cold as fuck, tonight."

"I'm sure we'll find some way to keep warm, Uncle Phillip."

-_-

After supper, Kyle made sure he showered and was first in bed. His uncle
Phillip took a little longer in the shower. When he came into the bedroom,
he wore the smallest towel in the house, Kyle thought. It covered his ass
but he had to hold the sides to keep it from falling.

Like his father, Phillip had a very hairy body but it seemed his dad got
the lion's share of the hair. The hair on his head was a few inches shorter
but still hit him on at the shoulder. Kyle loved the look of both Native
American men and wondered how it was he took after his mother with their
genes being so strong. Still, the blood test said he belonged to his
dad. He took it a few years back, after the divorce, when his dad filed for
custody.

When the large man in his room let the towel fall, Kyle was treated to the
beautiful sight of unadulterated nudity. Phillip's torso tapered the same
way his brother's did, his stomach had a slight curve to it but he still
had muscle there. His pecs were strong and rounded but unlike Paul, two
silver rings hung from his nipples.

"Did those hurt?"

"Nah," Phillip said, tugging on the left one. "Not after the piercing was
done. Then, for about ten minutes, they hurt like a bitch. Now, if you tug
on one, it goes right to my dick."

Kyle looked down to see the heavy sheath peel back as the man's cock begin
to rise.

"Move over, pal. I'm coming in."

"Yeah," Kyle managed to say.

After the light had been turned out, Phillip moved in close and slid an arm
under the boy's head. He slid his other arm through the kid's and slid his
hand down to his lower stomach. Soft hair dusted Kyle's skin and he began
playing with it.

"Be straight with me, pal," Phillip said. "Why'd you want me to sleep in
here with you?"

Kyle didn't say a thing. In the silence of the house, he waited to see if
his father might still be up and moving around. His uncle pulled him close
and nuzzled his neck. The close contact and the scent wafting off the man's
body made Kyle's dick throb. The question still hung between them,
unanswered.

"You can tell me. I'm not going to be pissed."

He started to say more but Kyle cut him off. "I wanna suck your cock."

"Fuck me, you're a forward little cuss, aren't you?"

"Yeah. It saves time."

Phillip's hand eased down further until he could fold his fingers around
the shaft of Kyle's dick. He gave it a few long, healthy strokes, then
swiped at the smooth head. He brought his fingers up to Kyle's mouth and
didn't have to tell him to open.

"Is this why your dad asked me to come down?"

"Yeah," Kyle answered, still licking the fingers. "You mad?"

"Yeah," Phillip said, mimicking the boy's tone. "Mad that you haven't
already started slobbin' the knob. You waiting for an invitation?"

The man rolled onto his back as Kyle whipped the covers off the both of
them. He wedged himself in between the man's thick thighs and began
attacking his crotch. In seconds, he had half the shaft in his throat and
was bobbing up and down on it. His hand was milking the base while his
other rolled the heavy, smooth balls.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Phillip said, taking hold of Kyle's ginger hair. "Where's
the fire, pal? You in a rush?"

"No. Not in a rush...just hungry for dessert, is all."

The man smiled. "Go easy, on it. Make love to it and when you've got it
where it needs to be, I'll do the same to you. Sound like a plan?"

"Uh, no offense, Uncle Phillip, but I don't want you to make love to me."
Kyle pushed back his hair. "I want you to nail my ass to the floor. I want
you to fuck the taste out of my mouth."

"Fuck me, kid, where did you hear shit like that?"

"Online porn sites. It's what they say when they want to be nailed hard and
fast."

"Who? Who is they?"

"Bottoms." Kyle blinked. "I'm a bottom, Uncle Phillip. I don't want to top,
I just want cock in my ass as hard and fast as I can get it."

"Jesus." Phillip smiled. "Have you ever had a dick in your ass?"

Kyle began stroking the piece of hardening meat. "Yes. Last night."

"Who was it?"

"Can't tell. It's our secret."

"It was Paul, wasn't it?"

Kyle's hands manipulated the man's shaft so that it was drooling and
pulsing in his hand. He dipped his head down and licked at the precum
oozing from the head. He liked the taste and repeated himself a few more
times.

"You're almost hard enough to fuck me."

"Listen, pal, let's slow down, okay?" Phillip eased the boy into his arms
and turned them onto their sides. "You don't have to rush this, we'll do
what you want but there's a build-up to it. You're rushing through the best
part, the tender part."

He took the boy's right nipple in his fingers and rolled it gently. The
boy's eyes fluttered and he let out a soft sigh.

"See? That feels good, doesn't it?"

"Not as good as riding your cock will feel."

Phillip eased the boy onto his back and assumed a push-up position over
him. Using his knees, he pushed Kyle's legs apart. Before he could ask,
Kyle provided a small tube of AstroGlide, half used. He took the stuff and
began applying it with his first two fingers. Kyle groaned when the fingers
entered him. Phillip leaned forward and began mouthing the same nipple. The
combination of sensations make the boy squirm under him. The kid's hands
ran through his hair and began massaging his scalp. It was simple, but
effective, this trick. Phillip felt his back relax and his legs do the
same. He was able to apply more of the lube to the boy's ass and his cock
before Kyle's hands left his head.

"Now, Uncle Phillip," he groaned. "Do it now! Put your cock in my ass!"

"You sure, pal? I mean this is something we can't come back from once we do
it."

"Put your fucking cock in my ass and whore-fuck me!"

"Jesus, kid...language."

Even as he was easing his fingers out of the boy, Phillip's cock was
throbbing and drooling at the thought of sliding into the same warm
hole. Kyle's body arched off the bed and one of his legs eased in around
the man's waist. Before he could be scolded, the man slid the greased head
of his dick into the warm hole. Kyle's eyes fluttered and closed. He
reached for the man and took his right hip. Using it, he pulled himself
down on the man's shaft, four whole inches in a few seconds.

"Yeah...that's it," Kyle sighed. "Delicious cock..."

Phillip smiled as he watched the blissful look come over the boy's face. In
the half-light, he looked so much like his father, the sharp cheeks, the
deep-set eyes, and the dusting of hair along his chest and stomach. Even
the attempt at a goatee was something Paul had tried at that age. He slid a
thumb and forefinger over the kid's pert nipple and rolled it again. Kyle
pushed another two inches into himself and they shared a kiss.

"Now, Uncle Phillip...fuck me. Go deeper each time until you're giving me
the whole thing!"

"Damn, when did you get to be such a cock-rider?"

"Last night," Kyle said in a low whisper. "With dad. It was my first time
and I loved it, Uncle Phillip. I loved having his cock in me! All of it! It
hurt but I wanted it so bad. Dad fucked me, Uncle Phillip. He fucked me all
over his bedroom and then let me sleep with him. It was so good."

"I'm just a little bigger than your dad, pal. Not longer, just a little
thicker at the base. I've been with enough people to know that's when it
gets hardest. Go ea--"

"Don't tell me to go easy! I want it, Uncle Phillip! I want your cock, all
of it, inside me!"

"Hey, ease up on the demands and the ordering people around. This is
supposed to be fun. It's not supposed to be a military exercise."

"Sorry. I just wanted to be a badass fucker," Kyle said, looking into the
man's eyes. "I wasn't trying to be mean or say mean stuff."

The man began rocking his hips, going a little deeper the next time
forward. "It's okay, pal. It was a good idea, the going deeper part? How's
that?"

"Good...so good."

Phillip continued until he got to the base of his dick. The thickness
caused Kyle to grimace but then urge him on. This kind of back and forth
got them through the rougher parts. After that Kyle was rocking up to meet
the man's deep strokes and they established a rhythm. Their flow was easy
and Kyle was the picture of bliss as the man's thick rod stretched him more
each time.

"Like it, pal?"

To answer Kyle pulled the man's head down into a soulful kiss. It was the
expression that made Phillips' cock throb inside the boy. Sliding his hands
under Kyle's back, he lifted the boy up so that he was seated on his
cock. Kyle squirmed to get more cock inside him, not stopping until he had
it all. He screamed into Phillip's mouth but the man kept him where he
was. They kissed through the pain and Kyle was eager to do it. Even while
tears rolled down his cheeks, he jerked his hips up and let himself slide
back down.

"Ride me, nephew...ride my cock."

Kyle kissed him again and began bobbing up on down like he was on a merry
go round. Through the thick chest hair, he found the two pink nubs and
started rolling them like his uncle had done for him. Phillip smiled at him
and kissed him deeper this time.

"That's it, kid. You're learning."

"Can I learn more with you lying on your back? Let me really ride you?"

"Sure, pal," Phillip said, rising up on his knees and turning them
around. "You're really into this, huh? Not just the sex but me and you?"

"Uh-huh..." Kyle said, already moving his hips.

Phillip watched the boy arch his body inward and press his ass down. He
felt the tight grip of his hole as it took the base all the way. The kid
was so blessed out, he couldn't form words. His torso straightened and he
flattened himself on the man's hairy stomach. Kyle's hands roamed the furry
body, stopping to play with the nipples. He replaced his hands with his
mouth, sucking and chewing until Phillip was groaning and throbbing inside
of him.

Kyle's own dick oozed all over the man's lower stomach, making a mess of
it. He hunched his hips back and forth, loving the feeling of the man's fur
on his shaft.

"Kid...oh, fuck..."

"Close, Uncle Phillip?"

"Oh, yeah...fucking real close."

Instead of speeding up, like he thought the kid would do, Kyle slowed his
hips so that he was barely moving. Not moving off the man, Kyle kissed him
and helped him slow his breathing. Phillip kissed back and began rubbing
the boy's back. This helped the tension in his dick so he could last a
little longer. He was impressed that Kyle was handling him like an expert
and he'd just been fucked for the first time the night before -- by his
father.

"Paul really gave it to you, huh?"

"Oh, yeah! Daddy fucked my ass good!"

"First...uh...first time, you said?"

"Yeah...first...cock."

"How are you...so...good, so fast?" Phillip measured his thrusts, putting
his legs up and digging his heels into the mattress. "You're fucking like a
pro, kid."

"Internet porn," Kyle said with a grin. "I watched someone in porn get
themselves ready. Warm water, lots of fingering, and pre-lube. Plus,
poppers."

"I'm ready, again. Ride me."

"Hard, Uncle Phillip?"

"Hard as you want, baby."

"Don't call me baby," Kyle said, speeding up. "Only Dad calls me that."

"Of course, pal."

Kyle began riding again. His ass bucked, popped, and ground into his
uncle's cock. Soon, he had Phillip back where he was, on the edge of
cumming. This time, the man put his massive hands on the boy's hips and
slowed him.

"Here, baby," said a voice from behind Kyle. "Focus on this."

Paul stood by the bed, naked and hard. His hand was wrapped around the base
of his drooling cock, now offered to his boy. When Kyle's mouth slid over
the bulbous cap and his tongue slid into the loose skin, Paul sighed. His
hands tangled in the boy's hair and he guided him gently into a steady
rhythm. The boy's mouth felt good on his lonely shaft.

"The boy's a cock-lover," Phillip said.

Paul leaned in and took the man by the hair. "Takes after his father," he
said, pulling his brother into a deep kiss. Phillip kissed back.

Their kisses got more intense and soon, Paul dislodged himself from his son
long enough to get onto the bed. He let out another sigh as Phillip told
him to stand, then straddle him. The man's mouth eased onto the head of his
cock and he began the same motion Kyle had, only slower and with much more
love for what he was doing. He rubbed and caressed Paul's hips as he
sucked, moving his fingers along the furry body and down in between his
legs.

Watching their tender interaction, Kyle began rubbing Paul's inner thigh,
as well. He gave kisses along the curve of his father's hairy ass, then
licked a little at the dark, furry crack. He wasn't sure he wanted to put
his mouth in there but kissing might not be so bad.

Paul took hold of his cheek and pulled it open. "Go on...put your mouth on
me."

Kyle hesitantly pulled the other cheek apart to reveal a perfect pink hole
without any of the man's customary fur around its edges. It looked inviting
enough for the boy to put his tongue on its edge. Paul sighed at the
contact so Kyle slid as much of his tongue into the man as he could. A
heavy hand on the back of his head made him go even further. Underneath
him, Phillip's hips rocked the thick cock in and out of his ass. This was
awesome, Kyle thought as he experienced his second sexual first.

"Nice and slow...yeah, baby. Fuck..."

"Kid's a natural," Phillip said, pulling Paul into another kiss. "Like you
were at his age."

"Yeah, but I'd already had four years of practice, big brother."

"Too bad I don't have practice at prolonging." He grabbed Paul's hips and
popped his cock back into his mouth.

Kyle felt the change seconds before his uncle's cock began pumping cum into
his ass. It was a shocking feeling and he enthusiastically began licking
and sucking at his father's asshole. He forced the rest of his tongue deep
and Paul rewarded him with a groan. Phillip pumped and pumped into him,
filling him with so much cum the boy thought he could taste it.

"It's a lot, huh, baby?"

"Mm-hmmm," Kyle responded, still bucking, still licking.

"Maybe let dad have a turn on Uncle Phillip?"

The boy withdrew his mouth, then eased his hips up off the thickness of his
uncle. He was surprised at how much cum poured out of his gaping
asshole. It ran down onto his uncle's furry belly, onto his sides and
soaked into his sheets. Not caring, he pumped up his uncle's cock and
watched his dad seat himself on it. He took the whole thing, all of it,
without even flinching. He started pumping himself right away, grinding his
ass hard on the base.

Kyle straddled his uncle, then lay down on his torso. Wrapping both legs
around his father's waist, he brought his ass up and onto his father's
cock. While Paul rode Phillip, Kyle rode him. All three of them kissed,
fondled, and fucked for the next few hours.

Paul fucked his brother near the window, fucked him full of cum while Kyle
sucked Phillip's cock. Kyle took a turn at his own cock and with their
help, succeeded in filling his own throat with his load. Both father and
uncle took turns on the boy's dick, each one getting part of his third load
of the night. Phillip fucked Paul in the shower while Kyle jerked off
watching.

They ended their sexcapades back on Kyle's bed. The kid's throbbing cock
was embedded in his uncle's tight ass while his father's was hilt-deep in
his. The men let the boy set the pace. When he moved forward to fuck his
uncle, he withdrew his father's cock to the head. When he withdrew from his
uncle's ass, he impaled himself on his father. This unique kind of seesaw
made all three of them very happy. While he moved, Kyle felt his father's
hands twisting at his nipples and his uncle's hand maneuvered his own thick
cock in time with the fucking he was getting. No one told anyone to slow
down or speed up, they all just enjoyed the pace. After about half an hour
of this, the sun was coming up along the window edge. It spread across the
floor as Kyle reached the end of his ability to hold back.

"Fuck, yeah, pal...fill that hole one more time!"

Kyle collapsed on his uncle's firm stomach. Paul pressed into his ass and
jerked his hips a few more times. Phillip pumped out the last of his cum as
Kyle lay on his dick. Paul was the last to cum, pumping all he had into
Kyle's well-used, gaping asshole.

"Fuck that was good," Phillip said. He took Kyle by the hair and lifted his
head. "Happy birthday, you cock-hungry fuck. I hope it was a good one."

"It was, Uncle Phillip. Thank you."

END

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