Date: Sat, 28 Sep 2019 05:53:41 -0400 From: Tagen Subject: Random Tails/ Family-Thing Please donate to Nifty to keep this site running for all our fun. This is of course all fantasy and such real life conduct is not condoned Or encouraged Family Thing by tagenhard tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com tagenhard@protonmail.com I was conflicted and confused, do I tell her? Do I tell him? Do I tell them both or just keep my mouth shut? I swirled the smooth bourbon in my glass as I sat at the far end of the bar in my solitude. Jack the bartender caught on quickly that I wasn't in a talkative mood and let me alone to my thoughts. The sight replayed over and over in my head like a cheap movie. My bro in laws naked ass rising and falling as his hard cock thrust into my son's ass. My prepubescent son's ass. My son who liked Sponge Bob Square Pants cartoons and giggled at the word poop. My son who went "yuck" when he saw mommy and daddy kiss. My son. My son who was squeaking and groaning, and not in a bad way, as his little tight asshole was spread open by that sodomizing Uncle of his. I realize that I can't tell her, her being my wife. Because she would want to know why I didn't rush into the room and grab his fucking perv ass and pull him off of our child. I can't tell her because she will want to know why I didn't call the police or beat the crap out of him. I can't tell her because she will want to know why I just left the house without stopping it, and instead went to a bar, the bar I'm sitting in now. I drained the glass dry and clicked it against the bar top to signal I wanted more. Jack came down and looked at me with that expression that said are you sure? I pushed the glass closer to him without a word and he took it. "Make it a double this time." I stated and he did. I can't tell him for the same reasons. He will want to know why I didn't stop him. He will want to know why I just left instead of pulling him off. He will want to know why I haven't called the police. He will want to know if I enjoyed what I saw. He will want to know if it turned me on seeing my son fucked up the ass. How could I explain to either one of them that I just froze? That my body and mind just froze at the sight of the anal assault of my sweet tender son. How could I explain that my body froze, with the exception of my cock? How could I explain that my cock got harder than I remember it ever getting. How could I explain that it felt so hard I thought it was going to snap? How could I explain that I didn't pull him off because I didn't want him to see? How could I explain that I didn't call the cops because I didn't want them to see? How could I explain that I didn't want anyone to see the cum stained front of my pants? The cum that soaked thru and stained my pants without me ever touching myself. How could I explain that I had a orgasm just from the sight of my son getting fucked. How could I explain that it was the most intense orgasm that I have ever felt? How could I explain that it made me light headed and buckled my knees and I had to clamp my hand on my mouth to stifle the sounds I was making from it? How could I explain? How could I? I clicked my glass on the bar top again, and got another double. I married Marie straight out of high school because I got her pregnant and it was the right thing to do. We lived at her parent's house and they helped us with our baby son Josh as I went to night school and worked days as a car mechanic helper at one of the local dealerships. Marie's young brother Marcus who was 9 at the time did a mix of helping and tolerating the intrusion into his life. Two years ago, Marie's parents were killed in a car accident. Marie and I being 23 at the time, inherited the house and granted responsibility of raising my 14 year old brother-in-law. Half of the financial estate was set aside and locked into an account that Marcus couldn't touch till he turned 21. Now I don't want to give the impression that my in-laws were rich or anything, but they had some money in the bank and it had to be divided equally. They made sure Marcus couldn't access it till he was a legal adult. We all worked thru the loss as best as we could and over the past two years our lives took shape. I was now a mechanic with a helper at the same dealership I had started at. My wife was a secretary at a local law firm and Marcus, at sixteen was in high school and had just recently obtained his driver license. The sight of Marcus's hard sixteen year old naked ass rising and falling replayed over and over in my head. I realized this couldn't have been the first time because Josh wasn't crying out in pain or trying to fight his uncle off of him. How long has this been going on? How long has my wife's perverted brother been fucking our son? I clicked my glass on the bar top again and Jack came down and studied me. I realized he was trying to figure out if he needed to cut me off or not. I guess I passed the test as another double was poured. All those times that Marie and I went out and used Marcus as a built in babysitter over the past two years, was he using my son for his perverted sexual gratification? My phone buzzed and I saw it was Josh calling. I hit reject call and took another swig on my drink. Did Marcus come of age and discover the gifts that puberty provides by using them on my son? I clicked the bar again. I lost track of time as my thoughts went around and around in circles. Why was he doing that, why was I hard, why did I come in my pants? Clicked the bar. The phone rang again. I rejected my wife's call. Why wasn't Josh protesting? Why wasn't he crying at being invaded and impaled on that hard teen cock? Why was I hard again? Clicked the bar. Phone rang, turned it off. The sight replayed in my head. Hard 16 teen year old ass rising and falling as a sweet young boy underneath got fucked. Clicked the bar. Clicked the bar. Clicked the bar. "Tom". I heard, I looked to my right to see my younger brother Alex. "Tom I think it's time to go home." I clicked the bar with my glass. "Tom, they wouldn't serve you anymore. It's time to go home." Fuck I thought and got to my feet. I looked at my brother Alex and said "Fuck" then darkness swallowed me. I dreamed. I dreamed I was watching a TV and there was this parade of hard cocks flashing across the screen. Big and small, skinny and fat, cut and uncut. Black and white and yellow and reddish. I dreamed that Josh was watching this show with me and I saw that he was drooling and licking his lips. "Tom." I heard "Tom" I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a hospital bed. I looked around and saw worried faces on my wife and my parents and my brother Alex. "Where's Josh?" I croaked thru my dry throat. "He's at home, Marcus is babysitting him." I heard my wife say. "Oh fuck." I mumbled and darkness again swallowed me. I opened my eyes slowly to find everyone still there. "What's wrong with me?" I asked. Just as I finished asking, a doctor walked into the room and came up beside me. "Well sir, it appears that there is nothing seriously wrong here. You were dehydrated and when you added alcohol, it exasperated the situation. Plus your family has told me that for you to be in a bar on a week day afternoon is unusual for you. If and I'm only saying if, you were there because you were trying to deal with stress, then all those things led to you blacking out. We have gotten your levels back to where they need to be and I don't see any reason to keep you overnight. You can get dressed and as soon as the nurse comes in with your discharge papers, you can go." Everyone thanked the doctor and he left, mom came up alongside me. "We're old honey don't scare us like that." And kissed me on the cheek. I said I was sorry and dad just looked at me in that way that says I love you but you're a dumb ass. My wife asked Alex if he could take me home. To which he agreed and then she kissed me and said you know we will be talking about this tonight. Yes dear I responded humbly. Alex closed the door behind her so I could change clothes. "Is there anything you might want to talk about? You know I won't be as terrifying as Marie." He chuckled as he turned around and stood there looking at me. I threw the blanket back and swung my legs off the bed and sat there for a moment. Without making eye contact with him I asked him. "Do you ever regret what we did as kids together?" Alex laughed. "You need to be more specific, we did a lot of stuff as kids." I rubbed my hand across my face, "You know the more personal stuff." "Oh." Alex replied drawing it out When I hit puberty in my late 12's and Alex was just ready to turn 9, we kinda diddled with each other and that led to some oral play and by the time Alex turned 12, we tried butt fucking. I didn't have male sex with anyone else but Alex and as far as I know he didn't have any male sex with anyone but me. Once we were both in high school, we started dating girls and we just stopped doing it with each. "No I have no regrets about that." Alex replied as he got my clothes out of the closet and laid them on the bed next to me. I stood up and untangled myself from the hospital gown. "You don't feel it has caused any problems for you now in your life?" Alex looked at me funny. "Bro, is this what you're stressing out about? Us having had fun when we were younger?" "No it's not that." I sighed as I tossed the gown on the bed and stood there naked. "I was just wondering if having had that childhood experience has caused any emotional problems at this later date." I picked up my underwear to slip them on. I noticed Alex's eyes scan across my naked body and it made me feel good. "Are you having problems with it now? Alex inquired. "Are you maybe questioning your sexuality?" "Fuck you." I returned laughing. "You already have." He quipped back. "And you loved it." "Not so much that I begged for it like you did." He retorted "I didn't beg. " I paused "much" I loved it when my brother and I could just banter back and forth like this. My mood lightened. I sighed as I pulled my pants on. "It's Josh." "Oh I see." Alex said with a more serious tone. "Did you find him and one of his little friends diddling each other?" "Something like that." I offered. I wasn't sure I could tell him the whole thing. Sure he understood little boys playing with each other, as we did it ourselves so brother incest wasn't so bad. But Uncle Nephew sounded dirtier. Even though Marcus is only 16, he is still Josh's Uncle. Plus there was only three years between me and Alex, there's so much more of an age range between Josh and Marcus. "You're worried that it's bad for Josh? I think we turned out okay." Alex expressed. "I know, I know. I guess maybe I'm just making something out of nothing." I suggested as I pulled my shirt on and started to button it. Alex stepped up and placed his hand on my still exposed chest. With a very serious face he looked into my eyes. "Seriously bro, if you're thinking of going gay let me know first, I want to pop that cherry all over again." I looked at him stunned and then saw a smile crack his face. "Piss off." I laughed as I shoved him away. "No I don't think we ever did water sports." Alex returned just as the nurse walked into the room. We both burst out laughing. On the car ride home I was staring out the window rethinking about what I saw and wondered what I should do. "You're thinking about me aren't you?" I heard Alex say. Confused I looked over to him. "What?" "You're thinking about me and my offer, aren't you?" He repeated. "What are you talking about?" I was still confused. "Well Mr. Happy is here." Alex explained. I looked down at my crotch and saw that I had a very obvious hard on show in my pants. Mr. Happy is what I called my cock when we were kids. I chuckled, "Actually I was thinking of turning that offer around and having you on the bottom." "You should be so lucky." Alex laughed back. He didn't actually say no, I realized. Now my thoughts jumped from remembering what I saw today with Josh and Marcus to Alex and I as kids. Mr. Happy stayed happy the rest of the ride home. I crawled into bed that night and my wife put her book down. "I'm not going to nag you about drinking fluids when you jog because you know you need to do that. But I would like to know why the bar?" She said it evenly without showing anger or judgment. I knew I had to give her an answer and well it just flowed out of my mouth. "When I was jogging." I started softly as if I was embarrassed to tell this. "Another guy jogged up alongside me and started a conversation." I couldn't believe I was able to create this lie so easily. "We talked for a while as we jogged side by side and then he," I paused and looked down at my hands and twisted my fingers. "He said he found me very hot and wanted me to come to his place and have sex." I think I heard Marie stifle a laugh. "It's not funny." I protested. Marie held up her hands. "I'm not laughing." I looked at her and could see that see wanted to. "You needed to go drinking because a guy made a pass at you?" She asked with that hint she was gonna burst out laughing at any moment. "No." I stated maybe a little too firmly. "I told him I was flattered but that I was married so had to decline." "He smiled at me and asked if I was sure because that big hard on you have says otherwise. Then he laughed and ran. That's why I went drinking, because I got a hard on from a 23ish year old man with model quality looks making a pass at me." I pouted. That was all it took and she burst out laughing. "Hey I'm still good looking and desirable." I stated with a hurt in my tone. "Oh honey of course you are." She placated as she put her arm around me. "Let's have sex, dear." She offered. "Do you wanna be the man or the woman?" I pulled out of her hug and pulled the covers up and rolled away from her as she laughed on. Alex stopped by the next morning just to make sure I was alright. I walked into the kitchen to find them talking and they both burst out laughing when they saw me. Awe fuck I thought, she told him. I narrowed my eyes. "I'm going to go find my new boyfriend." I huffed and went out the back door to their squeals of laughter. As I was jogging Alex texted me that, that was a good cover story. Women don't usually like to hear that their little boys are discovering sex. Should I tell him the whole story? I wondered. Then another text came thru saying I'm gonna bitch slap you if I find out you've cheated on me with another man. I just texted LOL back. That night I went into Josh's room and sat on the bedside. Josh was just starting to change into his pj's and didn't stop just because I was there. I looked at my son in a new light as he stripped naked. The soft pale tender skin on a lithe frame. His coltish legs and little nubby nipples that I thought had the potential to be nice pouty suck able orbs someday. His dick was still small as was his nut sack but I found myself wanting to fondle them. I was wearing a heavy bathrobe thankfully because it hid my growing erection. "Josh I wanted to talk to you." I stated. He pulled up his pj bottoms but left his top off as he sat down next to me. "What you wanna talk about?' He asked in that sweet young boy voice. I reached out and put my hand on his back and caressed his skin. "Well Marcus is getting older and sometimes when boys get into their teenage years they can change. I know the two of you have gotten along and spent a lot of time together, but I was wondering if he's still being nice to you." "Oh yea we still play games and he lets me hang out with him a lot. I think he's the best older brother I could have." Josh returned. "You do realize he's not actually your brother but your uncle, right?" I asked. "Yea I know, but I think of him more like a brother." Josh admitted. "And he's not mean to you at all or makes you do things you don't want to?" I pushed. Josh looked away from me like he was thinking and then returned. "No not all, I like everything we do together." I saw no hesitation or negative facial reactions to make me think that Josh was lying and I guess I felt better thinking that he's not being forced into giving Marcus sex. "You know I love you right? And you can come and talk to me about anything right?" "Yes dad, I do." He returned simple and sweet. I didn't know what else to ask or where to go with this. "Okay great, then, well let's get you into bed." Josh rolled from his sitting position over to lying flat and pulling the covers up. "What about you're top?" I inquired. "I like to sleep without it, if that's okay." Josh replied to me. "That's fine, just fine sweetheart." I responded and leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Good night son, I love you." "I love you to daddy." He returned as I turned off the lights and left the room. I stood in the hallway and opened my robe. My cock was throbbing, oh fuck what's wrong with me? I wondered. The wife was already in bed and I saw that Marcus was still up from the light from under his door. I knocked lightly on his door. It cracked open a little and Marcus peered out, I asked if I could have a few words with him, he agreed and opened the door further. I entered the room and took in the scent of a teenage boy's room. It took me back to my room when I was his age. "What's on your mind?" He asked as he plopped onto his bed in just his boxers. It seemed it would be weird for me to sit beside him so I just stood there. I scanned his body or at least the parts I could see. He didn't have a six pack but his stomach was flat, his pecs well-formed and topped off with dark and pencil eraser nipples. A small line of hair showed from his navel and disappeared under the band of the boxers. Marcus and I had a good relationship I thought, I tried to walk that fine line of trying to steer him or advise him on those things in life where a youngster needs an older persons experience, without it seeming like I was trying to be his father. I tried hard to avoid using phrases like "I want you to" or "You will do as I say". If I wanted him to do something I always tried to say please and thank you. If I was going to give him advice I tried to start off by saying "in my opinion". Marie and I and Marcus, had shortly after her parent's death, sat down and calmly discussed how we should set house rules and what we expected of each other. Marcus was attentive and had some good input and we were able to come to a consensus. We never hesitated to praise Marcus for his achievements and when he behaved badly, we would calmly explain that we were disappointed and why. He never did anything so bad that the idea of punishment was considered. We understood that the change from sister and brother in law dynamics to de facto parents could be a tough one. We allowed him to be a teenager and try to find himself, define himself without getting in his way but at the same time being there for him. Looking at him, I wondered if this kid fucking side of him, existed before he became our responsibility. Seeing him lying there reminded me of me and Alex lying around our shared bedroom in our boxers and the sex we had. Since Marcus was fucking Josh, would he be willing to fuck me? Should I tell him that I saw what he had done and then slip my robe off and ask if I could have the same? "Earth to perv." I heard from Marcus and it broke me from my trance. "Oh sorry, I got lost in a thought there." I decided screw it and did sit down on the edge of the bed. My thigh came into contact with his out stretched leg. He didn't move it. I wanted to put my hand on it and caress it, but I didn't. "I know that at your age you need your time to be or discover who you are. And well it's not always cool to have a little kid hanging around you. I know you and Josh are uncle and nephew but in more real ways you're more like brothers." I looked Marcus in the eyes and saw he was paying attention. I realized in that moment that I wanted to have sex with him. I wanted to be naked with him and do as Alex and I had done when we were younger. Controlling myself I continued. "Josh thinks the world of you and you treat him really well, but sometimes kids can be, ah, a bit much." I saw Marcus nod his head in what I assumed was agreement. "I wanted to just check and see that Josh wasn't well getting in your way or hanging around you too much." I heard Marcus give me an answer about how it wasn't a problem and that they got along great and that when he needed his space, Josh would give it to him. But as his words were vaguely registering, my mind was thinking how I wanted to feel him inside me like Josh had him. I wanted him inside me like Alex had done. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I want to be his bitch or anything, but I just want that kind of sex again. I realized he stopped talking and focused my eyes on him to see he was studying me. "Are you okay?" He asked. I gave him a smile. "Yea, just tired I guess. I'm glad you and Josh are so close, but if, you know, you ever want to talk to someone about him or anything at all, you know I'm more than willing to listen." "I know." He smiled back. I couldn't think of anything else to say so I started to stand up to say good night but Marcus said that maybe there was something on his mind. So I sat back down and gave him my full attention. "I don't want you to think I'm weird." Marcus started. "But, well, when you were younger did you like ever mess around with any of your buddies?" I got a small smile on my face. "Yes I did." I replied honestly. "There was only one guy but yes we messed around." "Did you ever worry that you might be gay?" Marcus had a look of concern on his face. "Not really, I mean yea once or twice I wondered if I was but didn't worry about it. I just enjoyed it as sex with someone I cared about. Then later I met your sister and moved on from there." I replied. "Do you think you would do it again?" He asked hesitantly. "Well I'm married now. That would be unfaithful of me." Marcus sighed and gave me a hard look. "That's a non-answer." "Okay let's say the faithfulness to your sister issue didn't exist, I guess with the right person at the right time and place I would have guy sex again." In my mind I was screaming fucking hell yea I would. "If you have sex with a guy, aren't you still being faithful because you're not doing it with a woman?" Marcus suggested. I gave him wry grin. "I guess someone could define faithfulness in any way they wanted in order to justify their behavior. I'm not sure your sister would agree that me having sex with another guy didn't count as unfaithfulness." I paused. "Why are we talking about me having sex? Are you messing around with someone? And are you worried what that means?" "Yes and no." Marcus smiled shyly. "I am messing around with someone but only one, and I don't care if that makes me gay. Would you be disappointed in me if I was gay?" "Oh not at all." I replied with all honesty. I put my hand on his shoulder. "I, we will love you no matter what. As long as you're happy." I moved my hand and brushed it through his mop of hair then placed it on his leg that was alongside of me. "Thanks." He replied softly. Then he lifted his butt and pushed his boxers down to mid-thigh. "Do you think I'm normal sized?" There it laid before me, he was hard and it laid across his groin. Before I only saw the shaft as it slid in and out of Josh's hole. The head was beautiful I thought, the circumcised helmet was mushroom shaped and looked like a small plum apple. I wanted to drop my mouth down and suck it up. I trembled, I wonder if he realized what he was doing to me. It was slightly smaller than I remember mine or Alex's to have been at that age. "Yes I think so." I tried to keep my voice calm. "It looks close to what I had when I was your age and what I remember the guys in the showers having at school." "So yours was bigger?" He questioned. I feared where he was taking this. "Maybe a little bit." "I showed you mine, will you show me yours?" He asked softly. I looked at him with desire and fear, I wanted this, I wanted this to lead to something, but I feared where it might take us. My desire outweighed my fear, I stood and opened the robe. My hard throbbing cock quivered in the open air as Marcus gazed at it. He wrapped his fingers around his own hard teen cock and started to stroke it. He licked his lips inviting me to slip myself into his mouth. I moved closer, then a soft rap on the door broke the spell. "Tom?" We heard my wife's voice say. Marcus pulled his covers over himself and I wrapped my robe back closed. "Yes." I answered back. The door opened and Marie looked in. "Are you coming to bed soon?" "Yes dear." I responded, "we're just finishing up our talk." I turned to Marcus. "Good night, see you tomorrow." He responded good night back as I left the room. "What was that about?" My wife inquired. "He needed to talk about some boy angst issues." I responded as I disappeared into the bathroom and rubbed one out in record time. It's rare that I see Marcus in the morning before I head off to work, and today was no exception. I settled onto my seat at the kitchen table and my coffee and peanut butter and banana on toast. Josh was already there having some vanilla yogurt with blueberries. I watched him eat and saw the vanilla cream spread on his sweet tender boy lips. I thought that was what it probably looked like if Marcus unloaded his cum onto Josh's face. That creamy white cum coating his lips. Josh's pink little tongue came out and started to lick the cream away. Ah look at him licking up my cum from his, whoa, did I just think my cum instead of Marcus's. My body shivered at the realization of what I thought. Fuck am I now thinking about sex with my son? The chances of sex with Marcus are pretty good after last night, I'm sure he was telling me he's available and wants it. But does that mean it will expand to include Josh just because Marcus is doing it with him? I realized my hand was trembling and I had a raging hard on in my pants. I took the last bite of my breakfast and thankfully Marie wasn't in the kitchen to see my tented pants as I got up and put my cup in the sink. I usually kissed Josh on the cheek as I said good bye and out of habit I stepped over to him to do so. Josh looked at me with his white coated lips and I kissed him square on the mouth. We looked each other in the eyes as I did and then I felt him part his lips. I pushed my tongue in and saw his eyelids flutter then close as I swiped my tongue around his mouth. Oh how I wished it was my cock, I thought. I wanted to pull my cock out right here in the kitchen and slip it in between those creamy soft lips. I heard a noise and pulled my tongue out and then kissed Josh on the cheek said good bye and was out the door before anyone might see me. As I drove to my first stop I pawed at my hard on thinking about everything. I replayed the vision of Marcus's ass rising and falling as his hard cock impaled my son's ass hole. It looped over and over in my mind, over and over till I saw Marcus standing there watching my ass rise and fall with Josh impaled on my cock. "Fuck I uttered out loud. Am I really going to go there? Do I want to go all out pedo incest? Fuck I gotta get a grip. I'm a construction inspector for the city so my day is running all over town and sometimes making construction crews happy by giving them the green light, and other times pissing them off because I won't sign off on what they had done. My first stop was a simple house construction and as I got out of the truck I realized my fucking hard on won't go away. I held my clip board in front of me as I walked up to the house and was greeted by a guy of about 30, tanned and ruggedly handsome. I thought he could have been a Marlboro man if he had had a mustache. He was the only one there since no further work could be done till I signed off, the rest of the crew was working another house and getting it ready. I went thru all my steps of inspection and spent about an hour before I pulled the permits off the board and started to sign off on the work done so far. "You must really love your job." He commented. "Why's that." I asked as I signed the last permit and put them back on the board. "You've had a fucking hard on the whole time you've been here." He chuckled. The way he said it and the way he chuckled, the whole comment could be written off as joking around, but it could also be interpreted as he was feeling me out for a reaction. I looked down and saw the unmistakable bulge pressing out against the tan fabric of my pants. I looked up to him and didn't know what to say. He apparently took that as a good sign. His hand reached out and rubbed across the front of my pants. "I can take care of that for you." He offered smoothly. He was a cocksucker and making a pass at me I realized, I would have never guessed this guy to be gay. I shivered and nodded my head. He dropped to his knees and pulled my pants open. He pushed my pants and underwear down to my knees and swallowed my whole cock in one take. I couldn't believe I was doing this but fuck he was good. His one hand went down and pulled his clothes open and hauled his cock out, He wasn't any bigger than I was and he jerked himself slowly as he deep throated me. His other hand went to my ass and he scraped a fingertip across my pucker. His head bobbed and with everything that happened so far I couldn't hold back. He swallowed every drop of my cum. I was breathing jagged and felt weak, my mind was numb and before I knew it, he had me spun around, pushed up against the wall and was slicing his cock up into my man ass. "Oh fuck" I muttered. It hurt at first but then the memories and the joy of past came back and I got into it. "You've been fucked before." He commented into my ear as he picked up speed. "But you're so tight, it's been a while hasn't it." "Not since I was a teen," I moaned back. "Oh fuck." He muttered into my ear as he thrust up into me. It didn't last as long as I expected, and he was pulling out of me and jerking his cock with two quick strokes before it spewed out onto the rough concrete floor. And that was it. He pulled up his pants said thank you and walked away. I realized I had a Wham, Bam, Thank you Sam experience. I felt dirty, I felt used, and sure I enjoyed rediscovering the feelings of fucking but where was the love and care? My only male to male sex so far had been with my brother Alex and now I was wanting sex with my bro-in-law Marcus and my son. These are all guys I love and care about. Having sex just for the sake of sex is something my wife can take care of. As I drove away I realized I felt like I had cheated. Cheated on Alex. It made me sad. I knew today was Alex's day off and texted him if he was busy that afternoon. He texted back that he wasn't and we set up me going over to his place about one in the afternoon. I flew thru my scheduled inspections and had my day clear by 12. Alex opened the door and he could tell right away that something was bothering me. "What's wrong bro.?" He asked with real concern. I walked into the living room and started to take off my shirt. "Can you love me like you used to?" I asked. Alex looked at me with surprise. "Are you sure?" I was pulling my pants off. "Yes I'm sure." I returned. "What about?" Alex started but I cut him off. "Forget about anything else, will you love me or not?" I stated and asked forcefully. A smile came across Alex's face and he ripped his clothes off in record time, He stepped up to me and we embraced and went into a passionate kiss. I and my brother again as it was, loving each other. I dropped down to the floor pulling him with me, on top of me. I lifted and spread my legs. He chuckled and commented that I told you so, you always begged for it more. "Let me get some lube." "No I'm ready to go." I informed. He gave me a strange look but lined his cock up to my asshole and was ready to slip in. I could tell he was going to be gentle since it has been so long. "I got fucked by a stranger a few hours ago." I stated and I saw a flash of anger cross his face. He shoved into me hard and that was just what I wanted. I wanted his love but I wanted his punishment for cheating on him. "Tell me about it." He demanded as he pummeled his hard cock into me. I explained what happened, I explained how it made me feel, I explained how it felt like I was unfaithful to him. He understood and explained that he has had some random acts of sex with guys but it was me he always wanted back. That was why he never had a steady girlfriend, he was in love with me and hoped deep down that I would admit that he was the best thing in his life. He kept fucking me as we went into another passionate kiss. After several minutes he pulled up from my face and we stared at each other just like we use to do. "Marcus is fucking Josh." I blurted out. Alex thrust hard up into me and I saw his body shiver and he moaned. "Marcus has made it known he wants to have sex with me." I added and got another hard thrust up into me. "I want to fuck my son's boy pussy." I moaned out and Alex made another hard thrust into me balls deep and I could feel him spraying my insides with his incestuous seed. He growled, "Fucking hot." He collapsed on me and I held him tight. We cooled down in each other's arms and spoke softly. "You have no idea how any times I have jerked off thinking about getting my hard uncle cock buried up into my nephew." Alex admitted. "I didn't think I would ever get you back and so he's an extension of you." "I want Marcus to fuck me, is that alright?" I asked brushing my fingers across his back. "As long as we keep it in the family I think we will be alright." Alex offered as he raised his head from my chest and kissed me again. Why did I ever doubt what I was and leave my brother? But then again if I hadn't, I won't have a son. A son that we now wanted to love and to fuck. "Where do we start I wondered out loud." Alex nipped at my nipple. "Let's start with Marcus, pull him into a three way with us." "Okay good idea." I agreed. "But till then, big bro, I think you need to show me you still know how to push my buttons." Alex smiled. I laughed and rolled him over then entered him, trying to reconnect with his buttons with thrust after thrust. Alex worked in a hospital and his schedule had a weird rotation thing with every other weekend off and then one day off during the weeks between. As luck would have it, his next days off fell on a weekend that my parents were taking Josh to a carnival and my wife was going to a sewing bee thing. Marcus and I had only been making eyes at each other but I didn't go to his room at night or let myself be alone with him. I promised Alex that I would wait till he could be included for my first time with Marcus. Friday night Marcus brushed up against me as we did dishes after dinner. "You know we'll be alone tomorrow." "No sorry we wouldn't." I stated. "Alex is coming over for the day." A little pout crossed Marcus's face. Saturday came and Marcus as usual was sleeping in. Alex showed up bright and early so he could say hi to mom and dad. They left with Josh and weren't expected back till after dinner, same with Marie, her sewing group would be ending their day with a pot luck dinner. Alex and I went to my bedroom and left the door open. We stripped down and got on the bed, and yes we started to have sex. Loud, wonderful, glorious sex. I don't know how long after we started that we heard a sound and looked over to the doorway. There stood Marcus staring at us. "You two?" He muttered once we looked at him. We both smiled and Alex spoke. "Ever since we were kids." We got off the bed and stepped over to him and started to pull at the t-shirt and boxers that he was in. He didn't resist. After pulling the shirt clear, Alex grabbed his head and shoved his tongue into Marcus's mouth. I was on my knees pulling the boxers down and then swallowed his stiff teen meat. Marcus was moaning and I felt a tremble go through his body as I clung onto his ass cheeks and deep throated him. He blasted his teen spunk into my mouth, shot after shot, it was sweet nectar as far as I was concerned. I continued to suck after he finished and soon brought him back to total hardness, the benefit of youth. My asshole was twitching and I needed him in me just like he had been in my son. I pulled off of him and took his hand and pulled him towards the bed. "I need you to fuck me." I stated as I plopped down on my back and raised my legs like a common whore in heat. Alex directed Marcus between my legs and Marcus rubbed his cock head against my hole. Alex was standing behind Marcus and caressing his back and reaching around and rubbing and playing with those teen nipples. "You want me to fuck you like I fucked Josh?" Marcus growled. Oh fuck, he knew I saw them, I realized. "You want the cock that has been in your son for the past two years, inside you now." There wasn't malice or judgement in his words but just a display of what a perverted fucked up event this was. "Does daddy want to get fucked just like his little boy?" All I could do was return with "Yes please" in a desperate begging voice. Marcus pushed that 16 year old cock straight in till he was balls deep. I moaned, I clawed at the sheets, I loved it. I loved the feel of a cock in me, the cock of someone I love. My asshole was wired for pleasure and with the incest and age thing it just intensified it for me. "Fuck yea, take me like you did my son, fuck me like you did my boy." I shouted out. Marcus pounded into me. "Josh can't take it like this yet but you can and will." Marcus groaned out. He fucked me hard like a man possessed, or in this case a boy possessed. His first fuck where he could just cut loose and feel the glory of delivering the raw hard fuck. Alex crawled onto the bed and dropped his asshole onto my moaning mouth. I heard Alex gasp as my tongue shoved into his hole. I reached up and was going to take hold of Alex's cock and stroke him, but my hands discovered his cock was swallowed by Marcus's mouth. Shit yea he's a cocksucker to, I thought. The three of us undulated in a mass of moving flesh. Loving, horny incestuous sweaty flesh. We carried on for I don't know how long when I felt Alex's butt cheek tense and he shouted out, "Fuck, eat my cum." He was filling Marcus's mouth and that triggered Marcus who came again and seeded my guts. Marcus pulled out and dropped down on the bed to catch his breath. Alex got off of me and sat up. My hard on throbbed to my heartbeat. I rubbed some lube on my shaft and then Marcus's asshole. "I've never been fucked before." He declared. "You sodomized my son and took his virginity, it is only right I take yours." I claimed. If he was a stranger I probably would have just plowed in, but I love him, he's family, I want him to see this as an act of love between men. I went slowly and easy, I gave him time to adjust to each inch. Alex kissed his face and whispered words of encouragement into his ear. We were two brothers welcoming a brother in law into our loving way. My bloated cock head spread open that tight hole and invaded into the dark tunnel. I shuddered at the feel and the idea of it. It took a long time because I was going slowly, but that was alright, we had all day to break in this young buck. I stayed in long enough that the pain tapered off and his mind was able to transition to something that didn't feel so bad, then when I finally hit his prostrate, the current connected in his brain and a new lover of being fucked was born. We spent the day wallowing in an orgy of flesh and sex. Everyone sucked, everyone fucked, and everyone got fucked. There was no top or bottom, There was no Alpha or Omega, there was an equal sharing of incestuous love and desire. After a final sex scene in the shower we were seated at the table finishing dinner when my wife returned. She had a good day and was happy. I think see might have even been a little drunk. Mom and Dad returned Josh shortly before eight and he was still wired with excitement from the fun of the carnival. Mom and Dad said their goodbyes and Alex left after them, I promised Alex we would fuck Josh tomorrow. Marcus was worn out from his day and excused himself to bed which triggered my wife to do the same. I knew I shouldn't do it right now, I should wait till I could get Josh somewhere alone or wait till the wife was out of the house. But my cock was so friggin hard right now thinking about impaling my son with it that I gave into my desire. "Josh, come with me." I ordered and he followed me out to the garage without question. We entered thru the side door and I left the garage light off. I opened the back door to the car and the dome light provided us with a soft glow. I placed Josh on the back seat and started to tear his clothes off. He giggled and squealed but didn't try to stop me. Once naked I shed my clothes and Josh stared at my hard on. "What you gonna do with that daddy?" He asked as if he didn't know. "Daddy is going to fuck you up your little boy cunt just like Marcus does." I explained in a husky growl. I flipped Josh over and positioned him so his legs were hanging off the seat and out the doorway. I dropped down and rimmed him to get him good and wet as he moaned and squeaked with pleasure. When he was ready I stood and mounted him from behind. My hard daddy cock entered into my young son's asshole and spread him open. He was so tight and hot I thought my head would exploded. I started to thrust into him and told him how much I loved him and his sexy body. I leaned over him as I drove myself into his boy cunt and showered his back and neck with kisses. I heard the door on the other side open and I looked up to see my dad, Josh's grandfather standing there with eyes wide open, mouth agape. "Dad" I stated worried and startled. "The car broke down, your mother and I walked back here, she's in the house." He explained. His hand then dropped to his crotch and he pawed at his hard on. "Do you share with family?" He asked lustily.