Date: Mon, 6 Jul 2020 20:32:22 +0200 From: Future Cole Subject: Uncle Chuck's Underwear Drawer (Part 17) Here's the latest! Please donate to Nifty if you can. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Please do not read if you are under the legal age in your country or region. ---- That night had dinner, we were all on our best behavior. We discussed my work and Joey studies, and what home projects Uncle Chuck was planning to handle once this whole thing was over with. It was almost as though we all suspected we were wearing each other's stolen tighty whities again, but no one wanted to discuss it. After dinner, we had some beers and watched a movie. Ryan was the first to head upstairs, giving some excuse about having to work on a paper that was due the next day. I sat on the couch between my dad and my uncle as Dad flipped through the late night shows. The beer was hitting me and I decided I should break the ice. "Today was pretty fun," I said. "Yep, was good to get a bit of sun and steam," Dad replied not fully turning away from the television. "Bet you guys didn't expect you'd be getting off so much today," I tested the waters. I was a little drunk and my cock was already hard in my shorts, craving some family fun. Uncle Chuck sighed. "I can't even tell you when the last time I came three times in one day was," he said. I thought back for a minute. Joey and I had raided Dad's laundry hamper and underwear drawer in the morning, ending up with me sucking him off. At lunchtime, Dad, Uncle Chuck, Joey, and I had stripped down to our briefs by the lake before jerking ourselves off in our shorts. Then, in the afternoon, the four of us had decided to go in the sauna in just our briefs, but it had turned out we were each wearing someone else's. My cousin and I stroke each other off while watching our dads stroked each other. So, that added up to three orgasms for Joey and me, two for Dad and Uncle Chuck. The question that immediately popped into my head was when that third one had happened. "Three?" I asked innocently, "I was there for two of them...when was the third?" I felt Dad tense up next to me. Uncle Chuck kind of made a noise as though he'd been caught. "Maybe I did mean two..." he trailed off, his hand reaching down and adjusting his crotch. "Chuck--" Dad started, before cutting himself off. He brushed his hand along his forehead as though unsure what to say. It didn't take me long before something clicked in my head. "Your workouts," I said. They both sort of loosened up. "Not just ours," Uncle Chuck replied, looking right at me. I gave him a questioning look before he reached over and grabbed the remote from Dad. He pressed a few buttons and the screen changed from a talk show host to a system showing a bunch of different screens at once. I realized they were all angles throughout the house, right down to the panel showing the three of us on the couch. "Home security," Uncle Chuck said as he selected the panel of the living room, expanding it to full size. He then rewound it and it showed Joey walking back into the room, then each of us popping in and out, sometimes with more beer, before we all got up and walked backwards back to the kitchen. He paused and switched back to the full display. "I've got them in every room of the house, minus the bedrooms and bathrooms. I installed it not too long after you guys were here last." "That sure is something," Dad exclaimed, the tone of his voice revealing that even he didn't know that it was there. "Sure is. 4K, fully zoomable...state-of-the-art. Now, let's see..." Uncle Chuck's voice trailed off as he selected a dark panel labeled "GYM." He then pressed a button and it skipped back. The time stamp jumped to the previous day and, finally, to the morning. The room was dark before the lights turned on and Joey and I walked in. I felt Dad tense up next to me. Uncle Chuck fast-forwarded a little and, soon enough, I was on screen, taking off my shirt and dropping my shorts. Uncle Chuck tapped a button and it zoomed in, just in time for Joey to strip down as well. Then, we were sitting side-by-side, backs to the camera but perfect for the reflection to show us jerking off. "So you knew that going down by the lake was a sure thing?" I asked, a smile on my face. As Uncle Chuck nodded, I grabbed the remote from him. Pressing a few buttons, I skipped to the gym from this morning. Uncle Chuck and Dad had just walked in and, within seconds, had dropped their shorts. Uncle Chuck tried to grab the remote from me for a second, but Dad cut him off. "You got to see him and Joey, Chuck. Let the boy watch." He reached into his shorts, leaving his hand there. On screen, he grabbed his brother and brought him close, their lips smashing together. Uncle Chuck's hands roamed up and down Dad's body, playing with the waistband of his Staffords and grabbing at his ass. I scanned a bit forward. Uncle Chuck was down on his knees, sucking Dad's dick through the fly of his briefs while stroking himself in his own undies. I scrolled a bit further, seeing the action play out at double speed. Uncle Chuck sitting on the bench, his brother's face in his lap. Then I let it go back to playing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Uncle Chuck had changed positions so that he was laying down on the bench that Joey and I had jerked off on. Dad positioned himself between Uncle Chuck's legs, cock still poking out from his briefs. I couldn't see it happen exactly, but it was pretty clear that Dad was sliding into his brother's hole. I paused as Dad's ass flexed beneath his tighty whities, his dick all the way inside Uncle Chuck. I looked over at my dad. "So this is what you two have been getting up to every morning down in the gym?" I asked. "After that night between the three of us, where we got so close to going all the way, it's been on my mind. Then, when I moved up here, one thing led to another and your uncle and I finally went beyond just touching each other." My eyes panned down to his crotch, which was sticking out at what appeared to be an uncomfortable angle. I felt Uncle Chuck's hand around my shoulder and turned to him. "It doesn't have to just be between us though," he said, his eyes locked on mine. He then pulled me in until I could feel the warmth of his breath on my lips. And then our lips pressed together, his stubble tickling my chin. He sucked on each of my lips before letting his tongue invade my mouth. He pulled me closer. From next to me, I felt a hand start grabbing at my crotch. Dad had shifted over so that he could reach into my shorts, grabbing my dick from within my briefs. As he did that, my hand found its way down to Uncle Chuck's bulge. I rubbed his hardness through his pants. Dad began to kiss me along my neck. He began to lift my shirt, forcing me to break my liplock with his brother in order to get it off completely. I then turned to him and grabbed at his shirt, taking it off and revealing his chest, stomach, and a hint of the waistband of his briefs. I pulled him into me and we shared a kiss. My hands felt his body, pinching at his nipples, caressing his stomach, and playing with the waistband of his briefs. Uncle Chuck stood up from beside me and took off his own shirt and dropped his pants. Now, at eye level with my dad and me was Uncle Chuck's dick, poking to the side of his Jockey briefs. We both turned to him and pulled him close. Up close, I could see the wear and tear of the wasitband. At parts it was somewhat frayed, at others "JOCKEY" stretched out for a while. He was definitely at the bottom of his underwear drawer. I inhaled the smell from Uncle Chuck's bush while Dad brought his nose down by his sack. We both began to kiss at the tighty whities, teasing Uncle Chuck in the process. Dad was the first to make it to the cotton-covered cock, which he began to slobber up and down upon, while my tongue poked in the gap the leg bands, tasting the hairs of Uncle Chuck's balls. Dad kind of maneuvered his pants so he could kick them off without taking his mouth off of his brother, revealing his briefs. Right at the tip of where his cock was there were a few wet marks from where he'd managed to soak through. I took mine off as well, my bare thigh pressing against Dad's. My face still pressing into my uncle's briefs, I reached over and began to rub Dad's dick through his undies. The pressure forced more precum to streak through the cotton. I rubbed it around, getting the front of his shorts even wetter. I reached up to his waistband, the two raised stripes tickling my fingertips as I let it run through. Meanwhile, Dad had pushed Uncle Chuck's dick out of the side of his Jockeys, its slick pink head only staying exposed for a moment before becoming engulfed. I watched has Uncle Chuck devolved into pleasure, sliding in and out of his brother's mouth. He reached over and began to grab at my cock. I returned the favor. I pulled at the leg hole and freed his balls, which I fondled, appreciating their weight. I then moved in, my face right next to Dad's as I began to lick at my uncle's testicles. His legs buckled before us, but Dad grabbed him to help give him support. We sat there, side-by-side, for a few minutes as we pleasured him, each rubbing the other through his briefs. Finally, Dad pulled off the cock. "Lay down here, Chucky," Dad said, standing up. I followed his lead and Uncle Chuck took our place on the couch. He sort of was on all fours, his back arched so his cotton-framed ass stuck out for maximum effect. Dad began to grab at it. "I know how much you love my brother's smell, son, and I know you've enjoyed his dick. But, this is where the real fun is." He ran his fingers along his brother's crack before stopping close to the bottom. He reached into his briefs and stroked himself as he teased his brother's hole, just a thin piece of fabric separting him. "Go on," he encouraged me. "Get in there and give it a whiff." I got down on the couch behind Uncle Chuck and brought my face in close to his ass. Being this close revealed all of the little holes that had worn their way into the briefs over time, giving my hints at the skin beneath. I leaned down and pressed my face right where Dad's finger had been and inhaled. Wow. The scent was like ever pair of his briefs I'd ever inhaled concentrated into one spot. I breathed in again, feeling my cock twitch at the same time. I reached down and began to rub myself, sniffing at Uncle Chuck's hole through his tighty whities. Dad had pulled his cock through the fly of his briefs and was stroking as he watched me huff his brother's ass. As my own stroking increased, the pleasure got away from me and my tongue emerged. I had begun to kiss at Uncle Chuck's hole. I could tell Dad noticed, as his pace increased. Meanwhile, Uncle Chuck had adjusted his position so he could start grabbing at his own cock, which was still hanging out the side of his Jockeys. I slurped and sucked on the sweet spot until the fabric was wet. I then pulled my face back and pressed my finger against it, my uncle's warmth radiating through the fabric. As I pressed against him, my nail caught on one of the small rips in his briefs. It didn't take long until I had pinched both sides of it and pulled it open, the ripping sound bringing me back to when Uncle Chuck had done the same to my briefs before slipping himself inside and between my legs. Now, I could see the puckered spot I'd been sniffing and licking at. I brought my face in close again and sniffed, now without the white cotton barrier. The spot was already pretty wet from my spit that had soaked through. Dad released his dick and reached down to grab both of Uncle Chuck's cheeks, spreading them apart. It was as though his hole was begging for it and it wasn't long before I ran my tongue along it. Uncle Chuck shivered in pleasure, a groan passing his lips. I licked at it again, my tongue darting against the sensitive spot. I looked up at Dad, a smile on his face and his cock bobbing along as I pleasured his brother. He looked damn proud. That was the look that inspired me to really get in there, slurping at Uncle Chuck's ass. He was moaning as my tongue began to penetrate him, his usual deep groan now something closer to a whimper. He felt amazing against my tongue and I could've sat there like this for hours before Uncle Chuck broke from his whimpers. "Ryan, I need you," he moaned, his hand stroking at his cock. I looked up at Dad who nodded. He let go of his brother's ass and returned to stroking his cock. I got up and kneeled behind Uncle Chuck. I had barely had a chance to touch my cock so, when I pulled it out of the fly of my Fruit of the Looms, the head was shimmering with precum. I gave it a stroke or two, forcing even more to the surface, before lining it up with Uncle Chuck. I rubbed my head against his hole, my wetness passing on to him and preparing him for what was to come. "Let's give it to him at the same time," Dad said, moving around to the front of Uncle Chuck, cock bobbing with each step. He aligned himself with his brother's mouth and looked to me, "Ready?" I nodded and pressed forward. My cock head disappeared, first into the white cotton still covering my uncle's ass, and then into my uncle himself. First the head entered and I shuddered, the slickness of him taking hold of me. I gave it a second, letting the precum drooling from my dick lube him a up a bit more. On the other end, I saw Dad slipping his dick into Uncle Chuck's mouth. He slipped in with ease and soon Uncle Chuck's nose was pressed right against the black and gold waistband of Dad's briefs. I slid deeper and deeper into my uncle before I matched Dad: balls deep. Uncle Chuck groaned, his voice muffled by Dad's dick, as I fully entered him. And then, matching Dad's motions, I began to pull back and start thrusting. There we were, father and son with our cocks through the flies of our tighty whities, dominating Uncle Chuck from both ends. I couldn't go too fast for fear of cumming too quickly. Dad and I began to match our thrusts, taking in the sight of each other in our most primal. I grabbed onto Uncle Chuck's Jockey waistband and held it for leverage, using it to pull Uncle Chuck back into me with a smack on each pump. I reached down for his dick, still pulled out the side of the briefs, and gave it a few tugs. It was red-hot to the touch and harder than I'd ever felt it. I knew this couldn't last forever. Across from me, Dad's face was scrunched in ecstasy as he face-fucked his brother. He let out a moan and I knew he was at his peak. He grabbed his brother's head and pulled it close and I knew he was spilling his balls right down Uncle Chuck's throat. At the sight of that, I bucked and bucked and then shuddered. I slipped my cock out of Uncle Chuck's hole and pressed it down between his legs, just like he had done to me a few months back. I could feel the hair of his scrotum against my flesh, tickling me until I finally let loose. My seed splattered forth, giving Uncle Chuck's junk a thick coat of splooge. As Dad and I both came down from our highs, we extricated ourselves from Uncle Chuck, my cock was still dripping as I pulled it out of the hole I'd torn in his briefs. We both took a seat back on the couch as Uncle Chuck got off of his hands and knees and stood up. I looked up to his face, remnants of my dad's orgasm visible on his lips. I then looked down to his crotch, at eye level with Dad and me. The front of his Jockeys was soggy with my load. To the side, his cock was fully exposed and looked angry, pent-up. "Come here, boys," Uncle Chuck said, stroking himself gently. Dad and I leaned forward, our softening dicks still poking out of our briefs, and met for a kiss interrupted only by Uncle Chuck's dickhead. It was only another stroke or two before the whole shaft twitched. Out of his slit, his load burst forth, splitting itself between Dad's and my mouth. The seed was like lava on my tongue, so hot I could barely taste his flavor. He pulled his dick from base to head to get every last drop into his brother's and nephew's mouths before pulling away. Dad and I shared an open-mouth kiss, our mouths both sticky with semen. As we broke away, pearly strings begged for us to stay attached. I wiped my mouth and reached down to tuck myself away. Dad did the same while Uncle Chuck simply dropped his wet briefs, standing naked before us. "Well, gentleman," Uncle Chuck said, taking a spot back on the couch and grabbing the remote, "I think we're about to have even more fun." As he went to change the input back to the cable box, I saw the full panel of security cameras again. I hadn't noticed it before, but there we were in the corner. Four angles of the living room, showing Dad and I in our briefs next to a nude Uncle Chuck. The image went away as we switched back to the movie, but I couldn't get it out of my mind. A video of the three of us now existed in Uncle Chuck's private collection.