Date: Wed, 11 Dec 2019 19:51:15 +0000 (UTC) From: Drayk Subject: The Bonds Among Family Chapter 5 I hope you enjoy this, readers. Just a story of love and family from the depths of my imagination. Usual disclaimers of legal consumption and copyright (Drayk 2019) apply. Please, after you read, consider supporting Nifty if you at all can. It's cause of all of us that this great archive of stories is here for us. Thanks for reading my tale. Enjoy! The Bonds Among Family Chapter 5 Lance woke slowly, warm, relaxed, and content. He hadn't slept in his dad's bed in ages, but the safety and love he felt was as comforting as he remembered. Lance burrowed a little deeper into the blankets, putting off waking a bit longer. Eyes still closed, Lance idly took stock of his surroundings. He was on his side, partially curled around the small form of his youngest brother, protectively holding Derek. An arm was draped over the boy, his hand lightly resting on Cody's torso, who was entwined with Derek in a tangle of limbs. Over all three brothers, the strong muscled arm of their father held them comfortingly. Lance cuddled closer into Aaron's embrace, happily enjoying the experience. Eventually, the teen made himself wake for his day. Groaning quietly, Lance carefully extricated himself from the tangle of his family. The other three guys mumbled and settled back into their slumber. Lance hesitated, smiling lovingly as his dad pulled the two younger boys closer. "I love you guys, " Lance whispered before leaving the room. Lance showered quickly, looking forward to the day. It was Monday so he had school, but far more interesting was the fact that Zack was back in town. Friday had been a perfect anniversary of their year dating. An intimate dinner out, passionate lovemaking in an elegant hotel room, and long talks about the lives they wanted to share made for a wondrous night together. Then the morning saw Zack dragged off to an event with his extended family that he had tried, and failed, to get out of. But today he was back and they'd be able to see and hold each other once more. Lance's dick stiffened to full hardness as he lathered soap and water across his body. He gave it a firm squeeze, gasping as pleasure radiated from his stiff organ. He stopped himself from stroking though. He was too excited. With thoughts of his boyfriend in mind, Lance quickly finished showering and went into his room. Lance put on a pair of tight green Calvin Klein briefs, arranging his cock and balls into a prominent package. He grabbed a pair of jeans and settled them just above his bulge, sagging them almost off his ass. Finishing the outfit, he put on a white tank top undershirt and threw a short sleeved open button down over it. Looking at himself in a mirror, Lance smiled. His solid wrestler's frame was displayed to great effect by the undershirt while the sleeves of the overshirt barely contained his biceps. Between his legs, his package bulged his jeans out enticingly. His firm round ass, barely covered by thin cotton, demanded attention as Lance moved. Satisfied his lover would enjoy the look, Lance ran out the door, grabbing his skateboard and a water bottle as he went. Wheels hit the ground and Lance flew down the street. With an ease born of years of practice, he skated through town. Normally Lance would have indulged in the ride, jumping, grinding, and making the most of the route and his skills. Today though, wanting as much time with Zack as he could manage, he pushed himself to speed, tearing through the city. In short order, breathing heavily, Lance arrived at a Starbucks near the high school. Around the side of the coffee shop was a landscaped plot, thick with trees and bushes. Lance grabbed his board and slipped between the greenery to a small clear spot against the wall. There, similarly breathless, Zack was waiting. Zack was taller than Lance, just over six feet tall, but thin and lithe where Lance was stocky. Zack was eighteen, well defined in muscle toned from swimming competitively. He had short, wavy, blonde hair, slightly damped with sweat, and bright blue eyes that lit up with mixed happiness and arousal as he noticed Lance's arrival. He wore a simple t-shirt and snug jeans that hinted at the body beneath, though his package and butt were beautifully showcased by the denim. "Lance, " Zack said in greeting. "Hey, Zack, " Lance smiled. There was a brief, still moment between them, then the two young men rushed together and embraced, lips locking, arms wrapping around and pulling each other tightly together. For several long minutes they kissed, tongues passionately tasting each other, their hands grabbing and clasping, both guys trying to gain as much contact and connection with the other as possible. Finally they broke apart, gasping for breath. "I love you, " Lance breathed out. "I have so much to tell you about. " "Later, " Zack cut him off. He pushed Lance against the wall and dropped to his knees. "And I love you, too. But right now I'm dying of thirst. For you. " Zack pushed up his boyfriend's shirt and rubbed the revealed abs. At the same time, he dug into Lance's exposed underwear, pulling out the hard cock and hooking the briefs beneath Lance's balls. Zack tightly wrapped his lips around the dickhead, teasing it with his tongue and gently taking hold of Lance's balls. He looked up expectantly at Lance, eyes glazed with love and lust. Lance groaned, loving Zack's attention. He looked down at the thirsty gaze of his lover. Smiling, Lance relaxed his bladder. The water he'd earlier downed had quickly passed through and now blasted from his cock as fresh piss. Zack gulped down his favorite drink, the liquid gold his boyfriend made tasting better than anything he'd ever had before. He greedily drank the delicious piss, letting it wash over his tongue before swallowing, reveling in every moment. Lance watched Zack lose himself in bliss. The love he had for this man filled his heart and mind. Zack was more into watersports then even he was and Lance was more than happy to share. He rarely wasted his pee in a toilet whenever Zack was around. He never tired of taking piss, whether in his mouth and ass or across his tightly muscled body. Lance strained a bit, working to give his love as much yellow treat as possible. Nearly delirious with love, lust, and the joy of drinking hot piss, Zack sucked firmly on the cockhead, pulling every drop from the dwindling stream. The last of the piss load went down his throat and Lance started to pull back. But Zack wasn't finished yet. He grabbed hold of Lance's ass and forcibly shoved him deeper into his mouth. Zack kept hold of his boyfriend's butt with one hand and started rolling his balls between his fingers. Meanwhile he bobbed up and down on the long shaft. Days of not being around made Zack desperate for the cock belonging to the man he loved more than anyone else. He groaned in sexual joy as Lance's cock drove into his throat. The smell of Lance's pubes, somewhat sweaty from the fast skating to arrive, filled Zack's nostrils, a primal male scent that set his head spinning. Lance gasped and panted, trying desperately to stay quiet as Zack deepthroated his thick rod. This place was one of their favorite spots for sex, easily overlooked though not totally out of sight, but sound could readily give them away. The thrill of being caught only heightened the experience and Lance clenched his jaw, whimpering as the bliss spreading from his dick threatened to overcome his control. The determined skill Zack was applying was quickly pushing Lance toward orgasm. "Oh, babe, " Lance whispered. "Oh fuck, I love you. Ugh! " he gasped and clenched his hands against the wall behind him. "Ah! I'm cumming! " Panting and heaving, frantically trying to keep quiet, Lance could feel the orgasm rising and crashing over him. He shoved his wrist in his mouth, muffling the cries of climax he could not hold back. Hearing Lance's words and feeling the balls in his hand tightening up, Zack redoubled his efforts. He pulled his mouth back, leaving half the cock still in his hungry mouth. Grasping the shaft, Zack applied the triple stimulation of sucking, stroking, and fondling to his love's dick and balls. Precum flowed over his tongue, heralding the coming load. Determinedly, he worked that rod, moving around it, wanting, needing to make the cock shoot. Finally he was rewarded. Zack felt the head swell a bit and then a blast of searing cum splashed against his throat. Zack growled and sucked harder as a second, a third, shot after shot of cum filled his mouth. He swallowed again and again, loving the taste and feel of a hot load of cum filling him. Wave after wave of pleasure passed through Lance as he emptied his balls down Zack's throat. Moans and grunts of joy escaped him and he collapsed against the wall as his cock finally slowed and ended its pulsing. He watched as Zack licked around the sensitive head, cleaning up all the remaining cum. Lance gasped to catch his break as his boyfriend nursed a bit longer on his dick. Finally Zack finished and stood, his own hardon obscenely bulging his jeans, a predatory gleam in his eye. "My turn, my love, " Zack kissed Lance fiercely then spun him around, shoving him against the wall. Zack fumbled with his jeans, pushing them and his trunks down to mid-thigh. At the same time, he grabbed Lance's briefs and yanked them down below the boy's ass. He took a packet of lube out of his pocket and tore it open. "I've been wanting this ass for days, " he growled, lubing his thick eight inch rod. "I've missed you so much. " "Yeah, I missed you too. Ahh! " Lance gasped as Zack's dick speared his ass, sliding balls deep in one powerful thrust. "Gah! Ugh! " his breath caught in his throat as the invading shaft stretched his hole. A pleasant warmth rippled from his ass ring as the fat head slid into his prostate, sending a spike of bliss through Lance's body. "Yesssss, oh yeah, fuck that ass, babe, " he urged Zack on. Zack paused, momentarily overcome at being fully in his lover's body again. The tight ass engulfed his cock in warmth, while the muscles in Lance's butt played across his shaft. Lance's encouragement broke the trance and Zack pulled out, leaving just the head in. He held there a second, then slammed back into his boyfriend, their bodies colliding. "Fuck yes, this is what I needed, " Zack began plowing the ass in front of him. Days of being away with family, with no real chance to get off created a desperate need to wield his cock. Flesh slapped together as he used the full strength of his hips to slam as fast and hard as he could, giving and receiving pleasure with Lance, needing that connection of love and sex with the other teen. "Oh yeah, take my cock. I love fucking your hole. I missed you, " a constant stream of mixed dirty talk and endearments came from his mouth as he fucked. Lance was delirious from the violent pounding he was getting. The cock filling his ass felt amazing and the passionate need driving the mad pace left Lance speechless, moaning nonstop from the assault. He cradled his head on his arms while his chest and hips crushed against the Starbucks wall. Lance squeezed his butt cheeks and ass ring, adding to both their joy. He also found himself shoving his hips back, meeting Zack's thrusts, impaling himself even deeper on his lover. Wordless gasps and cries burst form his throat despite trying to stay quiet. Sweat coated Zack from his exertions. He tore off his shirt, revealing the smooth muscled torso, built from swimming. Broad shoulders and a wide chest and back tapered down to a flat stomach and hairless pubic area. All the hair on his body, except for his head, was shaved off for his swimming and sunlight gleamed off his sweat covered skin. "Fuck, your hole is amazing. Feels so good around my cock, " Zack groaned in lust. "Anyone else take a go at this ass? Is mine the last dick you've had? " He then asked what he really wanted to know, dropping his voice to a growl. "Did you manage to get your dad into that ass? " "Ohh! Ugh! Mmm... " Lance struggled to form words through the fucking he was still getting. Finally he managed to get out, "Ahh! Yeeessss... " Lance's body convulsed and trembled, the memories of the weekend and the plowing he was getting pushed him into a small orgasm. His drained balls shot a few small blasts of cum against the wall. "Yes, " he panted. "I, ugh, have so much, ah, to tell you. " Lance took a deep breath to get out his next words. "But yeah, Dad fucked me good. And wants to fuck you too, " Lance fell into the wall, overcome with the erotic bliss of the cock filling him and the memories of his weekend of familial sex leaving him mindless with pleasure. Zack growled, a guttural noise of lust coming from his throat. Imagining Aaron driving his dick into his son's ass turned him on even more than he already was. He could almost see the scene. Lance and Aaron in the office, his boyfriend nervously explaining the desires they had for the older man. Zack pictured a shirtless Lance, his pants nearly falling off his butt, leaning in for a kiss, the two men building in passion until Lance nearly begged his sexy father to fuck him. Aaron obligingly sliding his huge cock into his boy. Zack wondered how it would feel, having that pierced and inked rod filling his own hole. Aaron's powerful muscles pounding his ass. Zack could almost feel that cock filling him, stimulating his prostate with the ring through the tip. It felt so good, fucking his lover while Aaron fucked him in turn. Zack groaned, the pleasure he was getting now combined with the fantasy his mind was building. He could feel his balls building toward orgasm. Zack grunted and cursed quietly, trying to prolong as much as he could, though it was a losing battle. The physical experience, imagination, and memory melded into a mental blur of ecstasy. "Fuck, I love you! " Zack drove deep into Lance's ass. "I'm gonna cum. Fucking shoot my load into you, just like your fucking dad! " "Fuck! " Lance replied. "Yeah, do it! Give me your cum. I need it! Fuck, I love you, I love your cock. Pound my hole. Oh god, you're doing me harder than Dad did, " Lance urged on his boyfriend, wanting, needing his cum filling him. "Yes! Do it, use my ass. Fuck me! " His love's words echoing in his mind, Zack could not hold off any longer. Grinding his teeth to stop from screaming in sexual bliss, he shoved as deep into Lance as he could and his balls unloaded. Shot after shot of his cum fired from his cock, deep into Lance's ass. Zack fell against Lance, barely able to remain standing as the shudders and trembles tore through him. Finally, after long minutes of orgasm, the spasms slowed, a couple of last weak pulses coming from his cock. Lance gasped as his lover unloaded in him. He opened himself to Zack, blasts of cum filling his hole. As Lance smiled in the pure joy of their coupling, he instinctively opened himself mentally as well. His newfound psychic ability reached out to his lover, pulling Zack's mind into a loving embrace of mind and body. Lance shared the emotions and sensations he was experiencing with Zack, feeling the other teen's in turn. Both young men gradually came down from their orgasms, breathlessly held up by the brick wall of Starbucks. Zack flexed his softening penis a few times, giving Lance a few more shudders of pleasure. He stayed inside his boyfriend as long as he could, not wanting to ever separate from the muscular boy beneath him. Gradually his mind began to work again, processing the amazing sex and the unexpected sharing of experiences. Zack kissed Lance's neck and whispered, "Did I...really feel what you felt? Or did I imagine that? " Lance gingerly pulled himself off of his lover's dick, gasping slightly as the head pulled free. He turned around and looked into Zack's eyes. "I think you did. A lot happened this weekend, " Lance leaned in and pressed his lips to Zack's. *Can you hear me like this?* he asked mentally. Zack's expression became a study of surprise and amazement. "I can, " he said. He concentrated and tried to do the same. *Can you hear me?* Lance grinned and kissed Zack deeper, *Yeah, I can. We're telepathic, apparently.* *Dude. That is awesome!* Zack said. *How? Why?* *No idea, babe. It just happened. Something to do with love, connection, whatever?* Lance brought to mind the memory of the first time their psychic speech really began. And the passionate orgy that was the catalyst. He shared the entire incestuous affair with Zack, then shared the whole weekend's events. Zack gasped as the feelings and images flooded his mind. Aaron's huge dick, the smooth preteen boy cocks, his boyfriend's family letting loose in a frenzy of sex and love. In moments, Zack found himself caught up on all the events of the weekend. He found himself sorry to have missed them, but glad his lover could let him experience the memories this intently. "Holy fuck! " Zack gasped aloud. *I can't wait to get fucked by your dad. And you had sex with your kid brothers? They're hella cute but I wouldn't have expected that.* *Me neither,* Lance thought back. *But they're super into it. They definitely want it bad.* He laughed. *And they're both sexy as fuck when they're horny, I gotta admit.* *No kidding. Umm...do you think they'd wanna let me join them?* Zack's voice was hesitant, a little nervous and uncertain to be asking. Lance grinned. "I'm certain of it. You definitely need to come over after school. " "Awesome! " Zack returned the grin. *I seriously wanna taste their young piss. And your dad's, of course.* *Perv,* Lance teased affectionately. *So you're saying I should empty my bladder inside, then?* Zack teased back. *Since you clearly don't want it.* "Don't you fucking dare! " Lance scolded. Still laughing, he unclipped an opaque sports bottle from his backpack. "You know I need water for my morning classes. " Lance took hold of his lover's now soft penis and placed the tip in the bottle. He licked his lips in anticipation and watched as Zack, with a sigh of pleasurable release, started filling the bottle. The pale yellow piss quickly filled the container and Lance, with a practiced maneuver, replaced the bottle with his mouth, sealing his drink for later and swallowing the rest of the hot flow directly. When the last trickle ended, Lance stood and wrapped his arms around the love of his life. The two young men locked lips and Lance fed Zack the last mouthful of delicious piss as they kissed. Finally breaking the kiss, Zack swallowed and said reluctantly, "We should grab our coffee and get going. " "Don't wanna. I'd rather spend the day with you, " Lance whined dramatically. Zack laughed. "Same. But we can't, " he kissed Lance quickly. "My parents will literally kill me if I skip classes. " Zack leaned in to whisper seductively in his lover's ear. "But you damn well better believe we'll be spending all day together after. " As Zack whispered those words, he reached down and stroked Lance's semi-soft dick with a firm grip. Zack grinned at his boyfriend's gasp and watched as one last aftershock of orgasm twitched through the wrestler's body. Zack once more kissed his lover. As he did, he thought toward the other teen, *I love you so much. You're perfect.* *Not as perfect as you,* Lance sent back. *I love you, too.* Still a bit breathless, the two finally separated. Aloud, Lance continued. "We'd better take care of our piss breath and get going, then. " Giggling some from love and post sex euphoria, the two young men rearranged their clothing and cleaned up as best they could. The gathered up their discarded belongings, Lance taking a deep swig of his favorite 'sports drink,' which he knew would not even last the hour before it was gone. Both boyfriends popped several of the breath mints they always carried, a necessity given how readily they indulged their mutual love of watersports. Finally presentable again, hand in hand, Lance and Zack went into the Starbucks for coffee and breakfast. A constant stream of emotion, love, and shared affection flowed between their minds, while the contented smiles on both faces were noticed by everyone they passed.