Gay Male The Swimmer

It was Friday. I'd been home for two days and I was already horny and uncomfortable. I'd gotten used to our life in the apartment. No clothes, wrestling around, no need to masturbate when your best bud is right there to suck your cock and offer you his. Now I'm in clothes all the time, except at night, I'm sleeping naked, and masturbating twice a day. Plus, I'm sharing a house with my father, the man I desire, who shows no signs of having any interest in me at all. George and I had talked about 'gaydar', a word he had learned. He explained it and when we were out, he'd point out men and their actions. I could pick out some but only the more obvious ones. Now, at home, watching my dad, I got nothing. It's like that video never happened.

I woke up the next morning with a hard cock. Nothing new, but usually George and I dealt with them, I'm home now, and I'm on my own. I kicked off the covers and wrapped my hand around my cock. It felt good, not as good as George's mouth, but good enough. I lay there with my eyes closed, remembering George, and that video. I hadn't masturbated since yesterday morning, so I felt the pressure building quickly. I pinched the base of my cock, picturing George with his mouth full, urging me to come in his mouth with his eyes. As my release moved through me, I quietly groaned,

" Ahhhhhhh."

A bolt of come lurched out of my cock and hit me in the face. I kept stroking, the second painted a line up my flat belly and the third pooled at my navel.

"My, you have grown up."

It took a second for my mind to go from that endorphin filled post-orgasmic high to understanding that somebody had just watched me masturbate.

My mother.

I went to yank the covers over me.

"Stop!"

I froze. Mom pulled a towel off the top of the basket of clean laundry she was bringing to my room and deftly tossed it to me.

"Use that, I'm not having you sleep in sheets full of crusty gizz. Besides, I've seen it all already, you can't un-see it for me."

You gotta understand, my mother is unique. She can dance around an issue if she has to, but she prefers the hit things head on. She doesn't get shocked and she has a wry, dry sense of humor. Grounded, down-to-earth, and very happy in her life. I wish I could clone her.

I lay on my little twin bed—i t had been my first big-boy bed— and wiped what was a large load for me, off my chest and belly. Mom remained in the doorway, watching her son clean come off his body. I balled up the towel, prepared to drop it on the floor.

"Um, your face?"

Which now became red and warm. She watched as I cleaned my face. Not necessarily smiling, but certainly not put off one bit by her son with his half-hard cock wiping come of his face. Nonplussed, I think you would say. She walked over and held out her hand, I gave her the towel.

"I'll leave a hand towel in here for you. And I'll remember to knock next time."

I felt the need to explain, apologize, "Mom, I'm..."

"What? Sorry? For what? Sam, you're a twenty-year old college senior. I'm sure you have somebody back at college and a lot more privacy. You are a normal young man for your age. Well, part of you seems a big bigger than normal, but normal otherwise. Masturbation is normal. You've been doing it for a very long time, everybody does it, everybody. No big deal. Enjoy.

And with that wry smile, my mother faded out of my room, slipping the door shut on her gobsmacked oldest child.

I lay on my bed, letting the 'instant replay' in my mind run. Hey, when my eyes shot open, was her hand just slipping out of her robe, rIght by her pussy? Was she putting something in her pocket with the other hand? Were her face and chest a bit red? And what about what she was saying? How long has she known I masturbate? What was that 'bigger than normal' comment? And why did she emphasize the word 'everybody'? My mother and father fuck all the damn time, why would she need to masturbate? Or was she talking about Rod? I was so confused. Was this event a breakthrough, or...fuck, I didn't know. I was so dense.

I got up and picked up my briefs. I didn't want to get dressed, liked being naked. Wait, Rod's in school, dad's at work, mom has just watched me masturbate, nothing left to hide. I opened my door and went down to have breakfast.

Mom was nowhere in sight. I got my breakfast, poured a cup of coffee and sat at the table. Mom walked in a few minutes later. Now, I noticed. Her face and chest were definitely redder than usual and she was a bit, disheveled. She stopped.

"Well, that's interesting."

"Yeah, well, at the apartment we are clothing optional and I've gotten real used to it. Under the circumstances, I didn't think you'd mind."

I didn't realize it at the time but my mother and I were undergoing a change in our relationship.

She laughed, "Well, this is not how I imagined your stay at home but if that's what makes you comfortable, so be it. However, don't expect me to join in and your naturalism shall be confined to when we are alone."

I swear, you can't knock my mom off balance, can't be done. But, I was comfortable.

We sat and chatted, mom in her robe and me nude. She never tried to sneak a peek and I, thankfully, didn't get a boner.

I never asked why it appeared she was fingering herself as she watched me masturbate and why it looked like she had finished the job when she came into the kitchen. Opened relationships between and mother and son have their limits.

When mom went out to shop, I face-timed George. I sat on my bed stroking my cock and watched George doing the same. A very poor substitute, but it was better than solo.

"So, you think your mom was rubbing her...herself while she watched you jacking?"

"Pussy, George, it's okay if you say pussy."

"Yeah, well, being your mother and all I wanted to try and keep it polite."

"Thanks but I'm past that. I don't know what's going on around here but something has changed since I left."

George laughed, leaned back and stroked his rigid cock. I missed that rod being in my mouth.

"Maybe it's you. From what you told me, she was saying some interesting stuff after catching you masturbating."

I spit on my hand and pumped my cock, "She kept that robe tight and her talk clean. I'm fucking confused."

"Well, be patient and watch carefully, I think you'll know more, sooner, rather than later. Now, tell me how much you want to come in my mouth."

After that, I hit the gym, scoping all the girls, and guys. It's fun being Bi, widens your spectrum. I even watched some of the guys my dad's age, checking bulges and looking at their swinging cocks in the locker room. By the time I left, I was having trouble keeping my cock down. One 'dad' in particular caught me looking. His eyes found mine and he just winked. Damn, he had a wedding ring too. I smiled, perhaps another time.

At home that night, I noticed a change in dad's behavior. I guess I haven't told you about him. He was a swimmer in college and still does huge numbers of laps at the gym. Tall, lean, like the rest of us. He's a great guy. Terrific sense of humor, very tactile with mom. Brown salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. Good looking man. No wonder I want him.

He was ruffling Rod's hair and hugging him. More than he ever had before. Rod was being much more tactile also. At one point, we were sitting on the couch, watching TV. I held the remote and Rod asked for it. As a joke, I told him to fuck off. Usually, he'd just grab for it, but this time he lunged across the couch and wrestled me as I held the remote away so he could not reach it. I waited for mom to tell us to stop but nothing happened as my brother pinned me to the couch. Dad seemed very amused by the whole thing. Then it got weird. As we wrestled, I was sure I could feel my brother had a boner. That, of course, got mine going. We're struggling on the couch and nearly rubbing our hard cocks against each other through our clothes. After a minute or so, I gave Rod the remote and he held it up in triumph as he moved back to his side of the couch. Making no attempt to hide the bulge in his pajamas. He caught dad's eye, but no expression. Was there some unspoken conversation there? I reminded myself that what I thought I saw and what I thought I knew, may be completely wrong and a mistake would be devastating. I read too much porn.

I lay in bed that night, naked, of course. I had left my door closed, but unlatched. I'm not sure why but I wanted to. You never know. I heard a noise in the hall, a rustling. Not walking. I gently pulled the covers back and padded over to my door.

I slipped the door open, just a little, so I could see the hall. My bedroom is at one end, my parents at the other, the bathroom and Rod's room in the middle. A weak glow came up the stairs. Somebody left a light on in the living room. In that soft light, I saw someone standing in the hall. They were peeking into Rod's door. It was my mother.

She was naked. She has a nice shape. Tall, lean, her breasts in perfect proportion to her body. A little weight around her middle, but not much. Her robe lay at her feet in a pile. I reached down and held my growing cock.

Mom had one hand on the door frame. The other moved quickly between her long legs. Mom was masturbating, looking at Rod. I had never watched a woman masturbate and now I'm a party to this incredibly taboo spectacle. My cock twitched in my hand as I stroked. Now I could hear the muffled sound from inside Rod's room. Porn. My little brother was watching porn, undoubtedly masturbating and unaware that his mother, and now his brother, were getting off on it.

I wanted to go out, sneak up behind my mom, press myself against her, nestling my cock in her ass, and shove her into Rod's room, catching him naked on his bed stroking his cock. Then, well, I don't know, my new-found fantasies failed me as Mom moved her hand from the door-frame to her left nipple, pinching it as she nearly doubled over, orgasming. That did it for me. Come jetted out of my cock and through the open door. Shit, can't clean that up now. As I went to close the door, it hit my toe, making a tiny thump. Through the crack, I saw mom's eyes flick my way. Caught, times two.

Morning arrived. Checking the clock, I knew Rod and dad would be gone, so I didn't bother getting dressed.

Mom was in the kitchen, in her tightly tied robe.

"Bout time you got up. I see you are still doing your naked thing."

"Well, you said I could."

We moved around the kitchen, me getting my breakfast and coffee and mom cleaning and arranging. Fantasy me wanted her to drop the robe and beg me to fuck her. I really wanted dad, but certainly wouldn't mind mom, particularly after last night's show. But, nothing. No hint that anything unusual occurred, just casual morning conversation. I'm just going to have to be patient.

Mom took off to the club, she's in a tennis league. That left me to re-live last night's adventure. But I wanted to share.

I told George the whole story on face time, nice and slow. As I told him about coming all over the hall, he shoots all over his belly, grunting and groaning. He smiled as he wiped off.

"You think maybe your hot mom and younger brother may be breaking the big taboo?"

"No way. If that was the case she would have been in his room, not peeking through the door."

"You wanna fuck your mom?"

"You asshole. You did this, you know. You've turned me into a total perv with no morals at all."

George laughed hard, "So yeah, you want to do them all!"

"Fuck you."

"Ha, Ha, not till January. Good luck and hey, make a video when you have your all-family Bi-sexual orgy."

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen."

Rod got home from school and came into the kitchen.

"Hello dear, how was school?" Mom said as her youngest son come over a gave her a hug. Really? He hasn't done that since grade school, and did his hand graze her ass? Was there eye contact? Nah, I need to stop having my dick do all my thinking.

Dad was the last to get home that night. Rod met him at the door and gave dad a hug. No big deal, all looked quite normal, except that was the first time they had ever done that. Now, me, being hyper-observant, horny and, thank's to my roommate, a perv, wondered if there was anything more to this. There wasn't. The rest of the evening passed as they always do in our house. Only difference was that all of us had a glass of wine. It was nice being treated like an adult.

It was Saturday. When I finally woke up, it was after nine. I must have been tired, never woke up. As I do every morning, I reached down to fondle my cock. It felt, sore? No, not sore, tired. Is that possible? Plus my ball sack felt a little damp. Not to mention no morning wood. Unusual. I checked the sheets. I'd never had a wet dream but times had changed. No, come on the sheets. Oh well.

The house was still quiet. Being the weekend and all, I put on a pair of nylon running shorts and slipped down to the kitchen for some chow.

As I was scanning my phone over a steaming cup of coffee, shoving bagel chunks in my mouth, mom padded in. She had on a short Asian-patterned robe that barely covered her fine ass. I'd seen the robe before, usually on a chair in their room. This was the first time I'd ever seen her in it. Looked good, very good. She had it loosely tied and I surprised her. I don't think she expected anyone to be downstairs since I never turned on any lights.

"Oh! You're up."

"So it would appear. Good morning to you too, mom."

She headed over to the sink and opened the door underneath, "You know where the vinegar is? Oh, and yes, good morning to you too."

She was flustered. I found it amusing.

"Mom, I don't really live here, but it used to be right where you're looking."

My mother, in her very distracted frame of mind, bent over to look in the rear of the cabinet. Bending from her waist created an obvious reaction in the short silk robe. I watched as the robe hem exposed more and more of the very tops of her thighs, then the crease where her legs became her very firm middle-aged ass. I stopped chewing. She bent further and my life changed forever. My mother's pussy came into view. Now, if she had just stepped out of the shower, or was changing her clothes, it would be a vagina. But what I stared at was her pussy. It was in full flower, red, swollen, recently fucked, and, hence the need for vinegar, leaking come. There was a trail down her thigh from her luscious lips. The bagel chunk fell out of my gaping mouth.

"Ah, here it is." Mom said as she reached in.

Standing and turning she caught me before I could get my face out of 'holy shit that's my mom's wet pussy' mode. Her face questioned, and then, to her credit, she blushed. Smiling, she brushed past me on the way out.

"Naughty boy."

Well, she didn't get mad, but then again, she didn't get mad when I caught her masturbating watching my brother do the same. Is mom being really cool or is this some kind of wicked subtle come-on? Never mind Gadar, I need mom-dar. And my father was still a sphinx.

By dinner time I had a working theory. I'm not an imbecile. There was plenty of evidence that something was going in in my house and I was the only one who wasn't aware.

Oh boy, wine with dinner. I made sure to be appropriately grateful, as I poured out my glass, drink by drink onto the rug under my chair. It was white wine, it'll evaporate.

During TV I nodded off a bit and then announced I was beat and heading for bed. Everybody said goodnight and mom gave me a kind look, kind of predatory, that is, and told me to sleep well.

I lay in bed, naked, of course. Door just open a crack, just like normal. Eventually, the TV went off and the rest of the family came upstairs. Mom whispered something to Rod, he laughed. Doors closed and it got quiet. I had no intention of sleeping, I was going to get fucked by my own mother tonight.

Being a loser, I fell asleep anyway.

I felt a face near mine. I fought not to flinch. My room was totally dark. No light came in from the hall at all. I know it was mom because I could smell her. I swear her face was two inches from mine. I wanted to slit my eyes, just a little, to see, but I kept them slammed shut.

I felt her move away. A hand pressed down my mattress. Now, fingers toyed with my cock. I had felt a boner coming on and now I didn't have to hold back. As my cock grew the hand explored, still using the other as support. A sharp fingernail caught the soft skin of my cock head. I couldn't help it, I flinched. The hand paused. I concentrated on keeping that low slow breathing. Nothing going on here mom. Your son is still fast asleep, just go back to getting ready to fuck me.

She didn't climb on. That hand with the sharp nail wrapped around the base of my rigid cock. Wet warmth enveloped the head. It had been forever since I had my cock in a mouth and it was wonderful. Mom was a little tentative, I understand, it's probably only the second time she had me in her mouth. Mom's mouth slowly descended down my cock until I was lodged in her throat and her lips brushed my pubic hair. It's nice to not have a huge cock. I knew I was not going to last.

That nail touched my skin again but flicked away. Mom had a nice regular motion going. Then I heard it. A wet sloppy sloshing noise. Mom was masturbating while she sucked her son's cock. That was simply too much. I had her now. Now she's going to have to help seduce dad. I felt the tingle in my feet, then legs, then scrotum. I wanted to warn her, but I had to be asleep. I felt my cock get harder. She pulled back till only the head of my cock was in her mouth. Oh, she wants to taste it. Oh fuck yes, mom, here it comes. I shook as I jetted myself into her hot wet mouth. I heard her hand go into overdrive as my third shot of come launched into her mouth.

As I flinched from the over sensitivity, her mouth left and with a whisper of fabric, she was out the door. The latch clicking as the door closed.

I flicked on the light and got on my knees next to my bed. The carpet was wet. My mother had come all over my floor after sucking the come out of my cock. I got hard again just thinking about it. I couldn't wait to use my new found leverage.

No surprise, I slept late Sunday morning. I woke up as Rod threw the door open and came into my room.

"Bout time you woke up, bro, it's like ten O' clock."

He sat on my bed. I was still naked, but the sheet and blanket covered me.

"Fuck off, I'm on vacation. Leave me alone."

I was being funny and my tone of voice indicated that. Rod grabbed the covers.

"Get up you college slug. Mom and dad are getting ready to leave for the day and I'm bored."

I fought him for the covers and then a sharp fingernail caught my hand. A small cut, just a little blood.

"Oh, sorry bro. I gotta trim them."

I held my hand in front of me, watching the small bubble of blood build, along my my realization of what was really going on in my family. Rod stared at me.

"You okay? Sorry, I cut you. It looks like it's stopped."

As the picture became clear I felt my cock getting hard. Did he say 'gone for the day?'

As my cock reached full size I took the covers in my hand and slowly folded them back until I was exposed from my knees up. Rod sat and watched, his eyes fighting to not look at my rigid erection. Of course, he had to say something.

"Ummm, well, that's nice, I guess. I catch you having a little play time? I can leave, you know."

I smiled at my little brother as I reached down and held my cock upright.

"I just thought you might like to see it in the light."

I'll give him this, he didn't flinch. But fear danced in his eyes.

"Don't know what you're talking about."

"Close the door," I said.

Rod got up and closed my door.

"Lock it."

He clicked the lock and returned to my bed. I noticed a growing bulge in his shorts. I don't think he had underwear on. Time to lay my cards on the table.

"Nice try. I know that for the past two nights mom has slipped me a sleeping pill in a glass of wine. Last night I ditched it and I was awake when you and mom gave me a blow job. Here's your chance to suck your brother's cock in the daylight and I'll be able to really enjoy it."

Rod's hand rested on my thigh. We locked eyes and stared each other down.

"You didn't mind?"

I reached down and gently took my little brother's hand and placed it on my hard cock. He reflexively gripped me.

"Not at all. You weren't the first guy to suck my cock."

Rod's hand stroked and caressed my cock, "It feels better in the day light. Is that weird?"

"It feels better because you know I want you to play with my cock."

"But I'm not the first? We were sure you would never want to try."

I kicked the covers fully off my body and spread my legs, "Play with my balls too. I like that. You were wrong. George and I have been experimenting and enjoy each other regularly."

Rod moved between my legs and explored my cock and balls with both hands. As he did so, his mouth moved closer.

"Do you want to put me in your mouth? You want to suck your brother's cock?"

Rod's answer was to open his mouth and gently place it over the head of my cock.

"Ohhh fuck that's nice. You have a nice mouth baby brother."

I will never tell George this but Rod sucked my cock better than he did.

"Did mom teach you how to lick my cock?"

Rod released my wet erection, "No, she didn't. I figured it out on my own. You know, just doing what I like."

"How does mom suck cock?"

"I don't know."

"What? She doesn't suck you off?"

Rod licked my cock, "No, she just rubs off watching."

Mom and dad were just downstairs. My brother was between my legs, sucking my cock. I imagined mom fingering herself sitting in a chair, her legs spread wide. Maybe she'll bring a vibrator and, as Rod bathed the head of my cock with his hot, wet tongue I could watch a big dildo sliding in and out of my mother's furry pussy. Rod's mouth moved off my cock and I felt his tongue bathing my sac. Then his wet open mouth closed around my balls and he gently played with them in his mouth.

"Oh fuck, that's good."

He released my sac, "I've wanted to do that to you for a long time. I love your cock, brother."

"Be my guest, little brother, any time you want."

Rod slipped my cock back into his mouth and tried to take it all. I'm not hue but it was more than he could take.

"Take what you want. You don't have to take it all. You're a great cocksucker."

Rod looked up, blushed, and smiled, "I guess that's a compliment, huh?"

"Oh yeah. Can' wait for my turn."

I lay back and reveled in the feelings from having my cock sucked by a second man, this one my brother. I could get into this.

I pinched my nipples as I watched my brother's head going up and down. I felt my orgasm rising, fast.

"Gonna come little brother."

Rod sped up and took me deeper. Nice, he's gonna take my load. I placed my hand gently on his head, "Coming bro, ohhhh fuuucck."

Rod gulped as I jetted into his mouth. It felt better than last night, knowing there would be more. After three shots I pressed his head off my cock.

"Thank you, that was awesome."

Rod swallowed, smiling, "Anytime Sam, and I do mean any time."

My brother stood up. His erection pressing out his sleep shorts.

"Pull down your pants."

Rod paused, then smiled as he slipped his fingers into the waistband and slid his shorts down, making his cock bounce up. It looked like a copy of mine, same size and circumcised. As Rod flicked his shorts away with his toe I reached behind him, clenching his cute little ass and pulled his cock into my mouth.

"Oh fuuuccckkk!" He cried.

I hadn't had a cock to suck in over a week and knowing this was my brother made it even hotter. I loved the feel and taste of his cock. I worked his hard-on with lots of spit and tongue. Rod started pumping himself into my mouth.

"Oh fuck this feels so good!"

I felt my brother's cock getting harder. His butt muscles clenched under my grasping fingers.

"Unggh, can't stop it. Gonna...come! "

Rod shoved his cock into my mouth and I felt his first jet bounce off the back of my mouth. I slurped hard and took the next two shots right down my throat. It felt good to have a cock coming in my mouth and even more wicked and unexpected that it was my little brother.

I released my grip on my brother's ass and let his cock slip out of my mouth, confident that it would be a regular visitor. Rod weaved a little, then plopped down next to me on the bed.

"I've never felt anything that good." He panted, "Sorry I was so fast. It was just so intense."

"No problem, little brother, I understand. Was it better than mom?" I asked.

He looked at me, "You don't understand. I told you. Mom does not participate. She's never even so much as touched me. She watches me masturbate or suck you off in the dark and masturbates herself. She's a total voyeur.

"So, how did we go from a normal family to you in my room, with me out on pills, etc.?"

Rod took a breath, "Well, hey, shouldn't we get dressed? This doesn't look good."

I laughed, "To whom? But, yeah, we should. We'll talk about what's next after you explain how your mouth got on your older-brother's cock."

Rod reached over and gently fondled my soft cock, "I love this cock, but yeah, let me fill you in. Mom sails into my room one day without knocking and catches me masturbating to incest porn. I mean she caught me flat out. I was naked, legs spread, stroking my cock. It was fake but the guys are saying fuck me, brother, before mom and dad get home. Well, she wouldn't let me cover up or get dressed or nothing just sits down and asks me if I'm gay."

"Are you?"

"Based on how hard I get looking at mom, don't think so. But one blow job is the sum total of my sexual experiences so I'm not sure."

"Oh shit. I took your virginity?"

Rod laughed, "Well, I guess so, but there was no penetration, ya know."

I winked, "There could be."

My brother's eyes went wide, "Really?"

"I haven't tried it yet, but I am curious. How about you?"

Rod rubbed his growing cock, "Yeah, I'd try, but only with you."

"So, mom caught you and made you stay naked. Then what?"

"I told her I didn't know if I was gay, exactly, I just wanted to experiment with a guy. So mom says, anyone, I know? I didn't answer right away and mom rubs my knee a little, mind you my pants are still around my ankles and says 'maybe somebody in our family?' I tell her, yeah, Sam and dad both. Her eyes went wide. She goes 'really?' and I'm like yeah, I've thought about it for a long time. Now, mom's looking at my cock that got all hard again. She says 'looks like you have some unfinished business.' I get bold and start stroking my cock and say, yes mom I do. Then she blew me away and asks, 'mind if I join you?' It took me a second or two and in that time mom stands and slips off her robe. She was fucking naked, Sam, naked. She looks real good."

I'm rubbing my erection now, "Yeah, I know. I watched her watching you whack off the other night. But it was dark."

Rod laughs, "Yeah, that was hot. We came at the same time. But back to the other day. I start stroking my cock and mom settles into my arm chair, throws one leg over the arm and starts playing with that furry pussy of hers. She sees me staring at her fingers and says, 'Don't get any ideas. You can look but no touching and certainly no fucking. That's my rule. Now, come for mommy.'

I'd never seen a real pussy, and there's mom spread wide. Hers was so red and wet and open. She slid three fingers inside and the juice just ran out. 'I love watching my son masturbate', she says. I was so turned on. 'Oh mom, I'm gonna come', I said. 'Come here, shoot all over mommy.' I had to stop stroking or I'd a never made it. I jumped up and stood over her. She was rubbing her clit hard and moaning 'come on mommy baby, come all over me'. I blew a huge load, hit her face, her boobs and the last one pasted her pubes. Mom went into convulsions she came so hard.

"As we both recovered, I asked her, 'you going to tell dad about this?' She paused and then said, 'No, but that may change. Either way, you have nothing to worry about. Now, let's see if we can find a way for you to have sex with your brother.'

"We didn't think you had any interest at all. You'd never given any hint and mom had checked your computer and only found hetro porn. That's why she came up with this scheme. I'm sorry, it wasn't right and we're lucky it turned out this way."

By now we were stroking each other's cock.

"It's cool. I'm happy."

As Rod bent over to take my cock for the second time we heard movement downstairs. I stopped him.

"Later, after they go. Lets throw shorts on and get something to eat."

Rod held his rigid cock, "Um, bro, they, dad, is gong to see us boned up."

Since I knew a lot more than Rod I wasn't worried, "What's he going to say, 'nice cocks boys, can I suck them?'"

Rod laughed as he pulled his shorts up over his erection, "Like that would happen."

Rod and I put on loose nylon shorts. Our cocks almost stuck straight out. Rod giggled as we opened the door. By the time we got to the kitchen, our cocks had gone down a little but were still plenty big and sticking out. As we walked in, we noticed that mom wasn't there. Dad was in the process of taking a drink of coffee. Seeing both his sons walk in, in just shorts, with obvious erections had just the reaction I hoped. His hand froze in mid-air and he stared at our cocks. I even caught his tongue flicking out. Then he recovered and put the cup to his lip. I know he assumed at that point that his kids were sucking each other's cocks.

"Morning boys, sleeping late, I see."

Rod was nervous, but I knew.

"Yeah, dad, we both just woke up and we were wicked hungry."

"Looks like you just tumbled out of bed."

"Ha, ha literally dad. Just threw these on to get food. We were friggin hungry. If we knew mom wasn't home we probably wouldn't have bothered to get anything on. Ya know, just us men and all."

Rod had gotten a cup of coffee and put a couple of slices in the toaster. I moved behind him, letting my now fully hard cock brush against his firm young ass covered in thin nylon. He turned, with my body blocking dad's view, I quickly gripped his cock through his shorts. He was as hard as me. He smiled. Dad took a sip of coffee. He was sitting at the table wearing boxers and a tee shirt. I couldn't see if our show was working, but I knew it was.

"True, your mom isn't here, so it is just us guys and I'd be cool with that. But she'll be back in a few minutes and I don't think she's ready for a nudist household."

"Well, dad you would know."

I sat down and Rod was standing next to me, waiting for his toast. Dad was being so cool like it's nothing to have your two sons walking around the kitchen with big fat boners. But I could see the want in his eyes. The room went quiet for a beat and then, after taking a sip of coffee, dad spoke.

"So, you guys are a little, um, up, this morning. You start your day looking at porn?"

I put down my cup and turned in my chair to face Rod. His cock, still poking out those shorts, was right at mouth level.

"Actually, dad, we were doing this."

In one smooth motion, I pulled Rod's waistband out, his shorts down and swallowed his cock. Rod gasped and flinched but I had my other hand clenching his hot little ass. I heard dad sputter his coffee. I kept sucking. Rod moaned. Then we heard the car door. I quickly put my brother back together and we scrammed out of the kitchen. I looked at dad as we were leaving. He smiled.

"We three need to talk later."

Back in my room, after we shut and locked the door. Rod went nuts.

"I can't believe you did that!"

I slipped off my shorts, letting my hard cock free and flopped back on the bed.

"Went pretty well, I thought. You see dad's face as we left?"

"Yeah, he liked it, but still that was way risky."

"Not at all. Take off your shorts and I'll tell you a story."

We got into a sixty-nine position and as Rod eagerly swallowed my hard cock, I licked his cock and balls while I told him the story of the video and discovering that my roommate and friend of three years was actually bi-sexual.

When I finished, Rod let my cock slip out of his mouth.

"Wow, really? Dad and Uncle Al?"

"Yup. I erased the vid on George's suggestion. It could have been real bad if it got found. You gotta never tell anybody."

Rod gently cupped my balls and kissed the wet head of my hard cock. "Promise, but only if you keep letting me suck you."

"Okay, deal, but what if I let you fuck me too?"

Mom yelled up they were leaving. We quick threw on jockstraps to hold back our boners, slipped on shorts and went to say good bye.

Mom was mom, cheek kisses, told us to behave, with a quick glance at our bulges. Dad just said see ya later, but his eyes were riveted on our crotches.

I lay on my back on my bed, naked. The Vaseline felt cool on my asshole. I was holding my legs up. Rod was just finishing covering his rigid cock with more. We both knew you had to have a lot of lube.

"You ready?" he asked as he wiped his hands off on a towel and took a hold of my ankles.

I laughed, "No, but fuck your brother's ass anyway."

I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. I remembered reading that if you pretend you're pooping it helps. I pressed back. I felt my hole opening, his cockhead coming in. Oh, fuck he felt like it was a foot wide. I grunted and pushed back, feeling my hole yield. I looked at my brother's face, a mix of concern and lust.

"How you doin?"

"I gasped, "won't lie, you feel huge. Keep going, but slowly, please."

Now the head of his cock was in me. I tried to relax. I focused. My brother is fucking me, I want him to fuck me. Then I get to fuck him. That helped as another inch of brother cock moved in. So fucking big. I felt so full. Like a crap that wouldn't go out. I was panting.

"Keep going bro, slow and easy. It's getting better." Rod smiled at that.

"You feel so good Sam. This is so fucking hot and tight. I can't wait to get my cock all the way in your ass."

Then my brother's cock head hit my prostate. Now I knew why men fucked each other. The feeling of having a phone pole in me wasn't so bad now that the tingle came over me.

"That's it, Rod. Angle up. You're hitting my prostate and it feels good. A little faster."

"Oh fuck Sam, you're so fucking tight. This feels so good."

Rod went a little faster. I still felt like I was being rammed by a fence post, but it was getting better. Rod fucked my ass at a steady rhythm for another minute or so.

"I'm gonna cum soon bro."

"Stop! I want to fuck you, Rod. But if you come you'll never let me in your ass."

Rod pulled his cock out of my butt. He was sweating and smiling.

"Is pussy that tight?"

I got up off the bed and changed places with my brother, "No, it isn't. But pussy feels amazing on a whole different level. When you get to college, I'll set you up with a woman who will teach you."

Rod lay back, spread his legs and locked his hands behind his knees, "Thanks, bro. Your turn. Fuck your brother's ass."

I touched the head of my lubed cock against the tight pucker of my little brother's asshole. I pressed. I felt him pressing back.

"Whoa fuck, that's different." He groaned.

I felt his ring opening, I pressed in. Rod groaned and pressed back. The shiny head of my cock popped into my brother's ass. It felt great. I'd never had my cock in an ass, even my girlfriends said no way. Rod was panting.

"Slow Sam. Oh, fuck that's big."

A half-an-inch at a time I gently pressed into my gasping brother's ass. Tighter than any pussy I ever fucked. Easy to see why guys like to fuck ass, any ass.

I shifted a little to get my cock running up. The sooner the head of my cock rubbed his prostate, the sooner my little brother would let me fuck him good. I was almost all the way in when his eyes popped.

"Oh fuck what's that?"

I stopped moving in and just went back and forth a half-an-inch or so. Rod closed his eyes.

"Oh man, that feels good."

That's your prostate, bro. Call it your boy clit."

Rod was gasping, "It hurts but it feels good. That's fucked up."

I was moving in and out now. If you've ever fucked an ass, you know, the first time, you don't last long.

"Rod, I'm going to come."

Rod lay sweating under me. His face a cross between agony and lust, "Fuck me Sam. Come in your little brother's asshole."

That did it. I went in all the way and jetted my load deep in my little brother's bowels. It felt better than anything. Rod started stroking his cock.

"Stop Rod. We'll shower and I'll suck that load out of you."

I pulled my slimy cock out of my brother's ass and watched as my come, trickled out. That was hot. We jumped in the shower together and, after washing each other thoroughly, I got on my knees in the hot flow of water and sucked a big fat load of come out of my brother's cock. I loved it. I wondered if Rod would be willing to put on a show for George. A thought for another day.

We spent the rest of the day doing brother shit. Some half-court basketball, a movie in town, lunch at a fast-food joint. We had anew relationship and we loved it.

When mom and dad got home we were on the couch was some dumb sci-fi movie. We were appropriately dressed with underwear and everything. After our fucking this morning we were more than willing to take a break.

It was a very normal evening. Dinner with a conversation, no wandering hands, or double entendres. Except that dad held eyes with me and my brother, just a little longer than usual. Dad had a union meeting, so he took off after dinner. Those things run late.

The sound of my door woke me. I whispered, "Rod, we shouldn't do this. Mom and dad may still be awake."

He gently pulled my covers back. My cock was already growing. Then I felt him sit on the bed, a naked thigh against mine. My cock was big and hard. A hand gently lay on my thigh. Not my brother's

"I know all about your father and his brother."

"What are you talking about?"

Mom chuckled, "Darling, I've been checking your computer since we gave you the first one. I had a second password installed and every time you got a new one, my password went along for the ride. So, I knew you only liked straight porn and I also knew that you like a little mom and son. Then, I found the video you made. I think you were trying to catch your mom naked and being fucked, but you got quite a surprise. What did you do with that video?"

"I erased it. George said it was the smart thing to do."

"That's your roommate that you're having sex with, right? So, how did my big tall swimmer son suddenly decide he liked both sides of the fence?"

Of course, if she can get on my computer she'll see the notes George and I exchange. Mom's finger touched my cock and pulled back. I told her the tale. Her fingers kept pushing around my pubic hair. My cock would have gone off if she touched it.

"Wow, lucky you, you get to play both sides. With that long swimmer's body of yours, you will be popular, if you choose to be. And now, you and your brother both want to have sex with your dad after seeing him fucking his brother's ass."

"Does dad know that you know?"

"No, I found out years ago and may have been a little upset at the time but I came to understand this was something that was no threat to our relationship and that he was a little ashamed of his bi-sexual side."

Mom's hand moved up closer to my rigid cock.

"Your father alluded to something that happened in the kitchen this morning. I think he under reported. Would you like to share?"

Mom's fingers just brushed my pubic hair. I know she wanted to touch me and was fighting the urge. I told her the story.

"Mmmmmm, that's hot. Your brother doesn't know about Uncle Al, does he?"

"He does now. I told him I saw it, nothing about video."

Mom patted my cock lightly, "Good boy."

"You said dad was ashamed?"

Mom's hand reluctantly moved away, "Yes, he never told me but I've overheard conversations with Uncle Al. Your father loves being with another man, but not all the time. I can certainly swear to that. He's still a little hung up. Since I'm not supposed to know, I can't talk to him about it. I'm leaving it up to you boys.

"Um, what am I supposed to do?"

Mom gently grasped my rigid cock and stroked it, once, "Just let things happen. You've opened the door, now you have to see if your dad will bring that magnificent cock of his out for you to enjoy."