Date: Sun, 26 Jul 2020 14:52:49 -0700 From: Spike Meyers Subject: Uncle Carl, Gay, Incest, 1 of 10 Preamble Author: Spike Meyers Date: 07/10/2020 E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com Donate: Please consider donating to this website. Without your donations, Nifty may not be able to keep this site up and running for your reading pleasure. Whatever you can afford will be appreciated. Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between a minor(s) and an adult males(s), and sexual fetish. If you are offended by such material, do not read this work of fiction. The character(s) in this work are not based on any known person(s). Uncle Carl -- Part 1 of 10 When I walked into the house, I could hear my boys in the kitchen. I placed my keys on the hook in the foyer and made my way to the kitchen. Josh was standing in front of the refrigerator, holding the door open, and Jake was holding the door open to the pantry. "What's going on guys?" I asked. "Dad!" Josh says, "there is nothing to eat." There was no greeting, or welcome home dad, or anything of the kind. It was all about their stomachs. It seemed as if my boys were always hungry. I looked over at Josh and said, "I'll bet dollars to donuts, if you look hard enough, you'll find something to hold you boys over until dinner." Josh wrinkled his nose at me and said, "Look for yourself dad. There is nothing here." I walked over to Josh and put my arm around his shoulder. "Jake, come on over here" I said. Jake stepped out of the pantry and started to approach me. "Close the pantry door first Jake." He stopped, took a step backwards, and closed the door. He came over and stood on the other side of me in front of the fridge. I wrapped my other arm around Jake's shoulders, and pulled them both to my body. "Look boys, you are 11 years old. You are old enough now to stop whining like a couple of babies. Look in the fridge, you have lunch meat in the center drawer, there is left-over KFC on the bottom shelf, and there is still some mac & cheese left-over from last night. You have several options from which to choose. Choose one and stop complaining." Josh looked up at me and said, "But dad, none of that sounds good. Huh Jake? We want something neat to eat." I placed one hand behind each of their heads and pulled them tight to me. "Close the fridge door," I said. "Well boys, I guess you are out of luck then. You will just have to wait until dinner." Josh continued to complain a little longer. He was always more vocal than his twin brother, Jake. Josh was about 3 minutes older than his brother. "How about a PBJ, or perhaps a bowl of cereal," I suggested. "I am going to go up change my clothes; you boys think about it until I get back. I'll only be two minutes." As I made my way up the stairs to the bedroom, I could hear my boys discussing their snack options. As a dad, I wanted to give them anything and everything they asked for, however, I feel that I must also instill a sense of fairness and appreciation of what they have right in front of them. It is sometimes challenging for me to not spoil them rotten, but my primary job is to prepare them as best I can to make their own way in life. When I walked back into the kitchen, the boys were forehead-to-forehead, something they do frequently, whispering to each other. "So, what is it going to be guys?" I asked. Not surprisingly, Josh did all the talking. "Jake is going to do a half of a PBJ, and a KFC wing. I am going to have a bowl of cereal." "Alright then," I said, "that sounds like a plan; go for it guys. You know where everything is. Help yourselves." As the boys started to prepare their respective snacks, I walked out to the mailbox to see if the mail had arrived yet. As I walked down the front sidewalk to the mailbox, I heard my name being called. I looked over and saw my neighbor, Douglas. I walked across the front lawn to the 4-foot fence that separated our properties. "Hey Douglas, how are you guys doing?" I asked. Douglas gave me a smile and said, "Oh, we are doing just fine, thanks for asking. Martin just got a promotion at work, so he is going to have a lot on his plate from now on. How are you and your family doing; is Deb still out-of-town? The boys are getting so big. I remember when they were just toddlers. Martin and I miss babysitting for you guys. You know how fond we both are of the boys. They are such good kids." "They can be a handful" I said with a chuckle. "My boys would love to see you. Being identical twins, they are so much alike, but so different at the same time. It's weird, they are identical, but they are each unique individuals. They are growing up so, so fast it makes my head spin sometimes. I'll tell the boys to stop by and see you guys soon." I looked at Douglas and said, "you know you guys are always welcome to pop over and visit anytime. You guys are family; the boys have known you guys their entire life. Debbie will be back in about three weeks. When she gets home, we'll have you guys over for dinner. Tell Martin I said congrats on the promotion. I'll bet he is so excited." "He's a little freaked-out; it's a lot of responsibility, but he is excited. Martin and I have been together almost 20 years, he's been with the company now for 17. He's earned this promotion for sure. I'm very proud of him." I placed my hand on Doug's shoulder and said, "You should take him out and celebrate; you both deserve it." "I better grab the mail and get back in the house. I'll talk to you later Douglas." I walked down to the mailbox and removed the contents for the day. As I made my way up the sidewalk towards the house, Douglas waved me back over. "I almost forgot to tell you, Martin and I have decided to get a dog. If it's OK with you, I was wondering if the boys would like to go down to the shelter with me and help me pick one out? I would never be able to decide, I'd want to take all of them home." "They would love that. Why don't you ask them when they come over to visit? I'll let you surprise them. They will be so excited." Douglas gave me a big smile and said, "Fantastic. Maybe we can go down to the shelter this weekend as long as you don't have any other plans." I nodded my head and said, "Sure. That sounds perfect. I have not scheduled anything for this weekend. Next weekend, Carl, my brother, and I are taking the boys camping." When I walked back into the kitchen, I tossed the mail on the kitchen table; my boys were gone. I noticed the opened bottle of peanut butter, jelly, and the open box of cereal, sitting on the kitchen counter. The open container of milk was on the kitchen table. "Hey guys," I called. I got no response. "Guys! Hey guys! Where are you?" I called again. All I heard was silence in return. They know to clean up after their selves so I decided to go searching for them. As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard giggling coming from the bathroom. When I approached the bathroom door, it was slightly ajar, I heard Jake say, "It is too. Mine's bigger." I knew immediately, they were comparing penis size. I must admit, it brought a huge smile to my face. I decided to eaves drop on their conversation. It reminded me of my brother, Carl, and me when we were that age. Carl is 2 years older than me. As a boy, I always admired the size of his appendage. "Jake", I heard Josh say, "we are identical twins. Our penises are exactly the same size. Yours is not bigger than mine." I had to stifle a chuckle. "It is too; and I can prove it. Just watch." Jake says. There was a brief moment of silence, and then I heard Josh say, "No! That's not fair. You can't play with it to make it hard and compare it to me soft. We have to be the same for a fair comparison." I decided to knock on the door and stick my head in. "Guys, when you are finished doing whatever it is you are doing, you need to go down and clean up the kitchen. You left the food out on the counter. I want you to put things back where you found them. By the way, what are you guys doing in here?" "We are comparing our penises to see who is bigger; me or Jake." I chuckled softly and said, "Um, and what was the result of this size comparison?" Josh looked up at me and said, "We are the same dad." Jake looked at me and said, "No dad. I'm bigger than Josh. Just look; I'm bigger." I had to give this situation a little thought before I decided how I was going to handle it. I stood there for a few seconds watching my boys hold their respective peckers in their hand. "Dad, I told Jake that it's not fair to compare our penis size if he makes his hard. Of course, when his penis is hard, it's going to be bigger than mine if my penis is soft. If I make mine hard too, we will be the same size again." I knelt down on the floor so I was eye level with my sons. I looked at Jake, still playing with his hard penis, and said, "Well, that makes sense to me. What do you say Jake; do you think that's fair? Jake shrugged his shoulders. "How about this example; if I have two balloons, and both balloons are exactly the same size, I have one in my left hand, and one in my right hand, but I blow up the balloon in my right hand, but I don't blow up the balloon in my left hand, which balloon is going to be bigger? "The right one", Jake says. "That's exactly right. The one in my right hand is bigger because I blew it up. It's the same thing with your penis. If you make your penis hard, it kind of blows up right? So, to make a fair and honest comparison, your penises must be in the same state. That's fair; don't you think? Do you both agree?" They both nodded their heads yes. "OK, then it's settled; we are all in agreement. Pull up your pants and go down and put your food away. You guys know better than to leave food out like that." I patted them on the butt and scooted them along. I wondered to myself how long they have been comparing their dicks. They have obviously discovered that playing with their dicks makes them hard. I was going to have to have "The Sex Talk" with them sooner rather than later. I went down to the kitchen to make sure they were putting the food away. I had just stepped into the kitchen when the doorbell rang. The boys raced to the front door. I noticed that they cleaned off the kitchen counter and table. When I got to the front door, I saw the boys wrapped around Douglas, my next-door neighbor. "Hey Doug" I said, "what's up?" "I wanted to invite you and the boys over this evening. Martin called shortly after we chatted and I told him that we spoke about the "downtown excursion" this weekend." I smiled and shook my head, letting him know that I caught his meaning about the boys going to the shelter to help him get a dog this weekend. "Martin will be home around six o'clock. He's going to stop and pick up a bottle of red, some cheese and crackers, and watermelon for the boys. I thought that we could take a jacuzzi and spend some time together this evening." "Douglas, that is so..." I didn't even get a sentence out before the boys started to jump around and holler, they were so excited. "Please dad. Can we go please. We want to go to Uncle Doug and Uncle Marty's house and have a jacuzzi. Please, please, please dad." I reached down and placed my hands on the boys shoulders, "As I started to say Douglas, that is so thoughtful of you guys. Thank you, the boys and I would love to join you. What time should we pop over?" "Martin will be home at six, we will have a light dinner, so, let's say 7:30. How does that sound?" I gave Douglas a thumbs up and said, "Sounds good. We will see you at 7:30." Douglas clapped his hands, smiled, and nodded his head. "Good, see you boys later," he said, turned, and walked back to his house. As Douglas stepped onto the sidewalk, I saw my brother, Carl, drive up and park on the street in front of the house. "Boys! Your Uncle Carl is here," I said. I watched Douglas and Carl talking as my boys ran down to the sidewalk to greet their Uncle. Douglas turned when he heard the boys coming down the walkway and stepped to one side so they didn't run him over. Carl jumped out of the truck, knelt down on the sidewalk, and extended his arms wide. He had a button-down sleeveless shirt on and a pair of jeans that fit him to "T". He is very nicely put together, and his profession as a mason keeps him in good shape. His shirt was unbuttoned exposing his nicely defined torso. My boys did not slow their pace as they tackled their Uncle. He fell backwards onto the sidewalk laughing and the boys fell on top of him. They love their Uncle Carl. Douglas looked like he was laughing as he walked back to his house. I watched as they rolled around on the sidewalk until my boys suddenly stood up on either side of their Uncle's body, lying on the sidewalk, arms out to either side. They had one foot on his chest, the other on the sidewalk. They raised their arms in triumph like a body builder's pose displaying his biceps. They maintained their pose for several seconds until my brother reached up with both hands and pinched them on the butt making them laugh and step aside. He jumped to his feet, roared like a lion, and chased them up the walkway to the house. Carl approached the front door panting and out-of-breath. "Hey little brother" he said between breaths, "those boys are going to kill me one day." I looked at him and said, "it's your own fault brother, you encouraged them to do that." Carl sighed and said, "that was when they were 30 pounds, they each weigh 70 pounds now. You try being tackled by 140 pounds of boy at full speed." "Come on in brother." They stood in the foyer for several moments. The boys were wrapped around each of Carl's legs. "You want a beer?" Carl nodded his head, "Oh man, I'd love a beer." "Have a seat brother. I'll be right back with the beers." Carl reached down and tickled the boys so they would let go of his legs. They fell to the floor giggling. Carl walked into the living room, and he plopped himself down onto the leather loveseat. When Colton returned with the beers, the boys were both sitting in Carl's lap. "Boys. Give your Uncle some space." Carl reached down and grabbed the boys by the butt and lifted them up a little, squeezing their asses. "Ahh, that's OK little brother. I don't mind. They're fine." "So, I ran into Douglas when I pulled up. He invited me to join you guys tonight. Is that OK with you? "Colt nodded his head and said, "Sure, why not. What about you guys? Do you want Uncle Carl to join us tonight at Uncle Doug's house?" Unanimously, the boys let out a cheer and yelled "Yeah!" Carl said, "I don't have a suit with me; I didn't expect to get invited to a party tonight. I just stopped by to see you guys." I waved my hand in a dismissive gesture and said, "just strip down to your underwear. No big deal. I'm sure Douglas and Martin will very much enjoy the view." Carl moaned and said, "Did you forget little brother that I don't wear underwear?" "Then you can borrow one of mine." Carl rolled his eyes, "Colt, you have a 32" waist, I have a 34" waist, your suits won't fit me. I might as well where one of the boys suits." I took a swig of my beer and said, "Maybe Doug or Marty has an extra they can lend you. Don't worry, we'll figure something out. But you are going with us; no excuses." "I want to take a quick shower before we go over. I've been working all day." I looked at my watch, "it's 4:30 now, we don't have to be there until 7:30, you have plenty of time to clean up. I am going to start working on putting a light dinner together for us. Doug and Marty always have a nice spread but we should have dinner." "Have you found a boyfriend yet brother?" Colt asked. Carl shook his head no and said, "Nah, not yet. It's not really a priority right now. Besides, Davis and I get together every so often. That's good enough for now." Colt got up, grabbed his beer, and walked into the kitchen. Carl still had the boys butt in each hand, "So guys, what did you do today? Did you work today?" Josh giggled and said, "We don't have jobs we go to school." "How was school today?" Carl asked, knowing full well that it was summer break. "We didn't go to school today," Jake says. "Um, wait a minute, I'm confused. Josh just said you guys don't have jobs, you go to school. So, what's the deal? You guys don't have jobs and you don't go to school. So, are you telling me that you just hang out at the house all day and look pretty? Is that it? You are just a couple of pretty boys" as Carl pinched them on the butt. The boys started to giggle, "No Uncle Carl" Josh says, "we go to school, but it's summer break. We don't have school during summer break." Carl shook his head and said, "Oh, I see. So, what did you guys do today then if you didn't go to school?" Jake was playing in his Uncle's chest hair, twirling it around in his fingers. Josh says, "You know, we just did stuff," and shrugged his shoulders. "I see", Carl said. "Just the normal kind of everyday stuff, huh." Josh nodded his head as he started to lightly pull on his Uncle's chest hair. Jake said, "you have more hair than our dad. Our dad only has a little hair on his chest." Carl looked down as Jake was twirling his chest hair. "Do you guys like my chest hair? Both boys nodded their head yes. "Do you think we will have chest hair when we grow up?" Josh asks. "I'm sure you boys will; maybe even more than your dad. Maybe as much as me" he smiled. "I hope so" Josh said. "Me too. I want chest hair too" Jake says. "What else do you want when you boys grow up?" Carl asked. "We want big penises, just like our dad's." Jake looks at Carl and says, "Do you have a big penis Uncle Carl, like our dad?" Carl looked at each of the boys, "Well, I don't know. I have not seen your dad's penis in a long, long time. So, I don't know if my penis is as big as your dad's." "How do you know your dad has a big penis?" Carl asked the boys. "We see it all the time", Josh says. "Where do you see it" Carl asks. "Sometimes in the bathroom, sometimes when he's in the shower, or when he gets dressed" Josh says. "Sometimes we see it in the morning when it's hard. Ours gets hard too." Jake added. "Does your penis always get hard when you see your dad's hard penis?" Carl asked, feeling his own member stir in his pants. "Yeah, most of the time; and we don't even have to touch it. It just gets hard" Josh said casually. "Does your dad know that your penis gets hard; do you tell him or do you show him?" Carl asked the boys. "No, we don't say anything" Josh says, "But Jake and I always show each other. Sometimes we like to touch each other's penis when it gets hard." Carl pictured the boys fondling each other in his head and his dick twitched. "Have you guys ever touched your dad's penis?" Carl asked. "Jake did once in the shower, but I didn't" Josh volunteered. "What did your dad say when you touched his penis Jake?" Jake looked up at Carl and said, "nothing, he didn't say anything." "How did it feel Jake, when you touched your dad's penis?" Jake thought for a second before responding, "It felt kind of spongy and heavy." Carl nodded, and said, "did you ever touch it when it was hard?" Both boys shook their heads no. "Do you guys like touching each other?" Both boys shook their heads yes but did not respond verbally. "Why do you like to touch each other?" Carl asked. "It feels better when we touch each other. It also makes us really hard; it feels good when we get hard." Carl was enjoying the boys playing with his chest hair. He pictured in his mind what his brother looks like naked and his dick twitched again. He imagined being in the shower, naked with his brother and his nephews. Suddenly, he felt jake playing with his left nipple and it brought him out of his head. He looked down and Jake was rubbing his fingertip over his nipple making it perk-up. He enjoyed the sensation it sent down to his growing cock. He knew that if he let this go on any further, his dick would be leaking like Niagara Falls. It was getting close to 5 o'clock and he had better go out and see if Carl needed help with dinner to distract himself. "Hey boys, let's go see if your dad needs any help with dinner." The boys moved off his lap as he started to remove himself from the loveseat. He stood up and adjusted himself, an obvious cock outline running down to his right inner thigh. He caught Josh staring at his crotch. He motioned for the boys to walk ahead of him into the kitchen. Colt was standing at the stove, his back to them, and Carl noticed his plump, round ass. He always found his brother sexy and thought back when they were kids jerking off together. He'd love to see him naked now. He thought to himself, yeah, I would definitely do him, married or not. I'd love to do him. "Hey brother," Carl announced. "We thought we would come in and see if you needed any help." Colt turned to face them, and Carl could not resist taking a quick peek at his brothers crotch, and thought about the boys saying how big his cock was. It really did not matter to him how big his brother's dick was. He would love the opportunity to take it down his throat and suck the juice out of it no matter how big it was or wasn't. He's always carried a torch for Colt. "Thanks guys, but I have everything under control. We are having soup and salad; New England clam chowder to be exact, with garlic toast. I do have to run down to the market though because I need avocado and fresh parmesan for the salad." "Would you mind hanging out with the boys until I get back? I won't be long." Carl cleared his throat and said, "Sure, no problem brother; I will wait to jump in the shower until you get back." Josh started to jump up and down, "Dad, can we take a shower too?" he asked excitedly. "Colt looked at Josh, and then up at his brother, "Well, since you guys were rolling around on the sidewalk earlier, that is probably not a bad idea." "It's up to your Uncle Carl though if he wants company." Carl looked down at the boys and nodded his head. "I'm going to run to the market while you guys shower. I won't be long. Use the shower in my bedroom, it's larger." The boys turned and ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Carl looked at his brother, nodded his head, and followed the boys upstairs. As Carl walked into his brother's bedroom, he could hear the boys in the bathroom. He pictured in his mind, his brother getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom with morning wood. He walked to the bedroom window and saw his brother pull out of the garage. He reached down and gently laid his hand on his cock, closed his eyes, and willed himself to not get hard. He opened his eyes, turned, and walked towards the bathroom. The boys had already turned on the shower, he could hear the water running as he approached the doorway. He stepped into the bathroom, the boys were buck naked, standing in the middle of the bathroom. He scanned down their smooth, lovely bodies and noticed their beautiful appendages dangling with the pick knobs. They both hung due south as opposed to just jutting out from their bodies. He was a little surprised that they were as big as they were. "Come on Uncle Carl" Josh said, "let's get in." Carl snapped out of his head, and said, "OK, I'm coming. Just give me one sec." He let his shirt drop to the floor, and walked over to the toilet and sat down and proceeded to remove his work boots. He stood, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his 501's, and pulled them down to his ankles. He leaned on the bathroom counter for support and stepped out of his jeans, leaving them there on the floor in front of the toilet. He took a step forward, and noticed the boys staring him up and down. They had not seen him naked since they were little tikes. He stood there and let them take in his naked image and he felt a tingle run thru his cock. "You ready guys? Let's jump in" Carl said. The boys looked up at him, turned, opened the shower door, and stepped inside. Carl followed behind them and closed the shower door. He let them get wet and then took each of their hands and squirted shower gel in their palms. As the boys started to lather up, Carl stepped under the shower head and let the water cascade down his firm, muscular body. He took the shower gel and squirted directly onto his body and started to lather himself up. Once he finished the top half, he moved down to the bottom half. He squirted shower gel in his crotch and started to wash his crotch. When he finished, he stepped aside and rinsed off the boys, one by one. He stepped under the spray and rinsed himself off. He squirted more gel in his hand and reached back to wash his ass again, making sure that his rosebud was nice and clean. The boys were standing side-by-side, watching every move he made. Their eyes transfixed on his dangling cock. He squirted a little more gel on his dick and lathered up again very quickly. As he was rinsing the soap from his butt crack, he felt a hand on his cock. He looked down, and Jake was holding his soapy cock in his hand. "My turn", Josh says. Jake let his cock go, and Josh took his turn holding his Uncle's growing member in his hand. Carl didn't say a word, nor did he flinch in any way. He let the boys satisfy their curiosity. No harm done. He rinsed off and as he turned to shut the water off, he heard his brother's voice. "Hey guys" Colt said, "is everybody nice and clean now?" Carl looked over at his brother and said, "Yep, we just finished." Colt reached into the closet, and selected two towels; one for each of the boys. "Hey guys, step on out here" as he held the towels up for grabs. Josh opened the shower door and stepped out, grabbing the towel his dad was holding for him. Jake followed immediately behind. Carl stepped down to the shower door and waited for the boys to dry off. Colt noticed his brother standing in the shower watching the boys dry off. He had not seen him naked in a while and enjoyed looking at him. He thought back to their childhood days when they used to jerk off together. He toweled the boys hair dry and told them to put some clean clothes on and he and Uncle Carl would be right down. After the boys left the bathroom, Colt looked up at his brother, letting his gaze slowly take in his brother's beauty. Colt stood up, and leaned against the bathroom counter. "Where's my towel?" Carl asked his brother. Colt looked at his brother and said, "Thanks for not freaking out and over reacting." Carl looked at him with a confused expression on his face. "What do you mean? I don't follow." Colt stepped closer to his brother, "I saw what happened Carl. I saw the boys grab your cock. I want you to know that I appreciate you not scolding them or freaking out. I appreciate that." "Oh that, they were just being boys. It's no big deal. It's normal. They are growing up and coming into their own, they are experimenting. There was no reason to freak out or chastise them. We certainly did much more than that when we were kids; much more." "We sure as hell did. I remember everything. I still look back on that time in my life especially since my boys have started to experiment with each other. I see how they look at me when I'm naked around them. I will never hide myself from them and I don't want them to hide from me. Sexuality is a normal, pleasurable part of life. I never want them to feel ashamed or guilty about that. Never. Carl reached out and gave his brother a hug. "I am glad to hear that you feel that way and are letting your sons find their own way. It won't be long before they start coming to you for guidance. Just today, the boys were telling me that they want a dick like yours when they grow up. They think you have a big dick; imagine how disappointed they are going to be when they find out your just an average guy." Carl teased. Colt pushed his brother back and said, "yeah right, you never complained when my dick was in your mouth when we were a kids." Carl looked at his brother and smiled, "I'll never complain about your dick brother. I loved it. I don't know why we ever stopped having sex in the first place. We both really enjoyed each other." "We just went off in different directions for a while; first school, I got married, you started your own business. Life just gets in the way." Carl stepped out of the shower, "you never talk about your marriage; how are you and Deb getting along?" Colt sighed and said, "I'm not sorry that I got married. I have my boys which are the most important thing in my life. I love Deb, I always will, but it is not the same anymore. There is really no intimacy between us. We have our careers and we have the boys. That's about it. I really think that we have just grown apart. We are more friends than husband and wife. I'm OK with that and I think Deb is too." "So, you guys don't have sex?" Colt shook his head and said, "not in a long, long time. It's been years." Carl's jaw dropped in shock. "Damn, little brother. I'm really sorry to hear that. That makes me said, for both of you." Carl stepped forward and took his little brother in his arms and squeezed him tight. "I'd do you every day brother, twice on Sunday," he whispered in his ear. Colt relaxed in his brother's embrace and felt a jolt in his pants. He stepped back slightly as his brother reached down and grabbed his cock. It has been so long since anyone, other than himself, has touched his cock. It felt so good, he thoroughly enjoyed his brother's hand on his cock. Colt suddenly felt his brother's hardening cock in his hand and did not remember grabbing his cock. Carl leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. Colt increased his grip on his brother's cock feeling it twitch in his hand. "Damn little brother! He whispered hoarsely; I have wanted to do this so many times I can't tell you. I jerk off thinking about you, imagining seeing you naked in my head. We wasted so much time. I don't want to waste any more." Carl reached up and started to unbutton Colt's shirt and kissed him hard on the lips. After the last button, he slowly slid Colt's shirt down over his shoulders reveling his semi-smooth chest and smooth, flat stomach. He ran his finger down his brother's happy trail, enjoying his brother's beauty. Colt's shirt was still tucked into his pants as it hung from his waist to the floor. Carl unbuckled his brothers belt, unfastened his pants, and pulled down on the zipper. He could feel the heat coming off his brother's hardon thru his underwear as he pulled the pant flaps to each side. He reached in and cupped his brother's hard cock in his hand. Colt moaned as his brother took a hold of his cock. Before Carl dropped to his knees in front of his brother, he kissed him hard on the lips. Carl slowly pulled Colts pants down to expose half of his bush. He leaned in and buried his nose in his brother's pubes and inhaled deeply. He reached behind and took his little brother's ass in his hands and pushed his face firmly into his crotch. Colt's cock was at full mast struggling to free itself from the fabric bonds confining it. Carl pulled back and continued to lover Colt's pants slowly over his raging hardon. Colt's cock popped up pointing directly at Carl's face. Carl took in the full beauty of his brother's cock. It was slightly curved upward, the beautiful, full knob leaking clear fluid, starting to slowly run down the shaft. Carl sniffed his brother's cock, and took it in his mouth, savoring his beautiful brother's flavor. Colt moaned loudly as electric shocks passed thru his body when he felt Carl's hot, wet mouth on his cock. Carl started to suck his little brother's cock like a crazy man. Colt couldn't hold on anymore and grabbed his brother's head, shoving his cock down his brother's throat and started shooting his load. Carl felt his brother's cock shooting down his throat and pulled up so he could taste his brother's cum as it squirted into his mouth. He could feel the precum running down his own shaft. After he realized that Colt was done shooting, he rolled his tongue over and around Colt's knob for any remaining drops of his seed. Carl released his lip grip on Colt's dick and let it fall from his mouth. "Fuck!" Colt exclaimed. "I haven't cum that hard in ages. That was awesome brother. Thank you." Carl stood up and faced his brother, kissed him gently on the lips, and said, "entirely my pleasure little brother. Your cum still tastes so good, I could do that every day. He leaned in and whispered in Colt's ear, I can't wait to eat the sweet, little, round ass of yours." Carl leaned back and saw the boys standing in the bathroom doorway. He leaned forward and whispered in his brother's ear. Colt closed his eyes and took a deep breath before turning around to face his boys. "Hey guys" Colt said. "How long have you been standing there?" As usual, Josh was the first to respond, "Um, a while." Colt felt this wave of anxiety pass thru his entire body. He felt light-headed and thought he might collapse. Carl sensed what was happening and grabbed a hold of his brother's arm to help support him. The boys were both transfixed on Carl's throbbing hardon, a long string of precum hanging off the end of his dick. Jake walked over to his Uncle, without saying a single word, he reached over and touched the end of his Uncle's wet knob. Carl looked at his brother as if to say, "What now?" Colt was at a loss for a few seconds as he watched his boy rub his brother's precum around the head of his cock. "Jake" Colt said, trying to get the boy's attention. "Hey Jake, what are you doing buddy? Jake looked up at his dad and said, "It's really warm and slippery dad. Is Uncle Carl peeing? Josh, feel Uncle Carl's pee. It's really slippery." Josh walked across the bathroom and ran his fingers down his Uncle's cock. He retracted his hand and rubbed his thumb and indexed finger together in the gooey liquid. "Yeah", Josh said, it's really slippery," as he resumed rubbing his fingers up and down his Uncle's shaft. With the boys handling his cock; Jake rubbing his glands, and Josh rubbing up and down his shaft, he felt his balls starting to pull up tight. "Colt", Carl called urgently. "I am getting close here." Colt's eyes got really big. He didn't think the boys were ready to see their Uncle shoot his load across the bathroom floor. He, himself, was certainly not prepared to let them see that just yet. "Hey guys, are you hungry? Are you ready for dinner yet?" Colt said to try and distract them without making a scene about them playing in their Uncle's precum.