Date: Thu, 4 Jun 2009 20:23:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: eames1668 <eames1668@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cole Pt. 8 (gay male incest)

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"Cole, this is your Uncle, Bo." Dad said to me as I stood between the
kitchen and the patio with the hot afternoon sun beating down on my naked,
muscled body.  Behind me stood my brothers Hank and Alex.  Before me stood
Bo, the only one of us clothed.  Next to him was my ripped, tanned, nude
Dad and just beyond them, my other brother, Manny, who was balls out naked
like the rest of our guy family.

Bo had his back to me.  He turned around and took a sweeping look at me
from head to toe.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed.  "Cole?  I can't believe it." It was obvious
that Bo was stunned but I wasn't quite sure why.  Alex and Hank had just
insisted to me that Bo and I were practically twins but now with a view of
Bo that didn't include a screen of shutters blocking him I still couldn't
see it.  Although Bo had blonde hair and green eyes like me that seemed to
be the extent of our resemblance.

"It's amazing, isn't it?  It hit me the second you walked in." Dad said to
Bo.

Bo looked a bit puzzled by Dad's comment.  I stepped out onto the patio
toward them.

"Can I give you a hug?" Bo asked me.

Without responding, I walked over to him and we wrapped our arms around the
other, hugging with increasing closeness.  The warmth of his clothes felt
odd but comforting against my bare skin.

"Wow!" declared Bo, releasing me and leaning back to take another close
look at my face.  "It's really something!  It's like she's right here, only
as a young man."

Manny and Dad looked at each other, not understanding what Bo meant but
hoping perhaps the other did.  When it clear that they were both lost Dad
turned back to Bo.

"Who?"

"Clare, of course.  He's the spitting image of his mother.  It's truly
astounding."

"Clare?" exclaimed Dad.  "What the hell are you talking about, Bo?  He's
the spitting image of you!"

"Me?" responded Bo, turning back toward me again.  "Me?  You're out of your
mind.  He looks nothing like me."

I relaxed at that point, getting a feeling that despite what might have
occurred between Bo and Dad in the past, I liked this uncle of mine.

Dad, Manny, Alex and Hank all piped up at once, countering Bo and his claim
that he and I had nothing in common look-wise.  While all this was
happening, Hank stepped out on the patio, with Alex behind him, who was now
minus the pants and shirt that he'd greeted Bo in when Bo arrived.  Once Bo
saw Hank he froze and stared at my big bro.

"Hunk?  Is that you?"

I noticed Dad's eyes flash when Bo called Hank Hunk.  Everyone fell silent.
Hank stood there looking at Bo as if sizing him up but with this innocent
light in his pale blue eyes.  There's no denying that Hank is a hunk but
right then he was a mix of the uber-hot stud he is and a little boy.  If I
hadn't already in love with my big brother that moment would have done it
to me, for sure.  When Hank absently crossed his right foot over his left
while staring at Bo I think all of us wanted to hug him to pieces.
Instead, Hank said quietly "Uncle Boo?".

Bo's face beamed and in an instant he let go of me and sort of hurled
himself toward Hank.  Their embrace was strong and it was obvious that they
were genuinely glad to see each other.

"Oh, Hunky.  It's been so long." groaned Bo, tightening his grip on Hank.

"Uncle Boo.  Uncle Boo." Hank kept repeating in a whisper while crushed as
he was against Bo's chest.

Manny, Alex and I had no idea what the hell was going on.  All of us,
including Dad, just stood there watching this reunion of sorts play out.
Dad had a huge shit-eating grin on his face.  After a bit I broke the ice.

"Hunk?  Boo?  What's THAT all about?"

"That's what we used to call each other." explained Bo.  "I can't believe
you remember." He said, turning back toward Hank.  "You were so little.
Probably four at most the last time we saw each other."

Hank didn't respond.  He just continued smiling and staring into Bo's face.

"Jake, you dog!"  declared Bo.  "You sired yourself two incredibly
beautiful sons.  Handsome and built.  My oh my."  After a bit, Bo turned to
Alex and Manny.  "And the other two you've somehow come into are pretty
easy on the eyes, as well."

Hank, Alex, Manny and I all stupidly fixated on the "come into" part of
Bo's comment and we started to laugh.  Dad shot the four of us a look.  He
was in on the joke, but we all understood that it was not the right time to
let Bo in on just how close a family we really were.  We all got it and Bo
assumed we were laughing over the compliment he'd paid to Manny and Alex.

"Well now we know why Cole is as handsome as he is." said Alex.  "Always
wondered where the Nordic came from since Hank looks so much like his Dad."

Bo let go of Hank and turned back towards me.  "Sorry, Cole, but still
don't see any resemblance between you and me.  Your mother, yes, but not
me."

"Not to worry." I answered him.  "I don't see it either."

Dad, Hank, Alex and Manny all laughed at us.

So here we were - five naked, tanned studs, dicks and sacks on full
display, and one fully clothed long-lost relative smack in the middle of
the circle.

"You still a nudist, Bo?" asked Dad.

"Sure as hell am." laughed Bo in response.

"So what's with the clothes, Boo?" asked Hank.  "You're over-dressed."

"That I'm dressed at all is a miracle." chuckled Bo.  "Hell, I drove over
here in just the shorts.  Put the rest on when I got to the gate.  Would of
kept the shorts off too, but driving bare-assed isn't the smartest thing to
do.  I've done it, mind you, but it ain't smart."

"See boys." laughed Dad.  "Listen to your uncle!  Bo, get out of them
clothes!"

Although Bo had no idea what Dad was talking about just then, he did as Dad
instructed and shucked off his shirt, slipped out of his shoes, and
unbuttoned his shorts, which then slid down to the ground.  In an instant
he was as nude as the rest of us.

While Alex helped Bo by taking the various pieces of clothing from him to
bring into the house, I was struck by my first glimpse of Bo's body.  I had
under estimated how muscular he was, forgetting that it was Bo who had
gotten Dad into lifting weights.  Bo clearly kept up with his physical
pursuits.  At 46 and 6 feet, he was ripped and tight, and tanned all over
like we all were.  Unlike us, Bo had a carpet of blond hair on his chest
that tapered to a dusting on his defined six pack, then tapered again to a
treasure trail from his navel to his crotch where a trimmed bush encircled
a good five inches of flaccid uncle cock.  Bo's trim wasn't as severe as
Dad, Hank or me but his balls were shaved just as smooth as the five of us.
The big difference was the hood of cock skin that covered his dickhead.  Bo
was uncut.  I'd seen pictures of uncut cock before, and a couple of guys at
school had helmets, but this was the first on I'd ever seen up close.  I
found it fascinating and had to stop myself from reaching out to touch it.

"Much better." sighed Bo, once he was fully naked.

"You've kept it up, too, Bo.  Looking damn good!" exclaimed Dad, slapping
Bo on his right ass cheek.

"Do what I can." answered Bo.  I noticed that Manny and Hank were both
staring at Bo's cock.  "What?" Bo asked suddenly.  Both Manny and Hank's
eyes snapped back up to look at Bo.

"You're not cut." said Hank, finally.

Bo shrugged and said "Nope."  It was just a statement of fact.  "My dad
didn't see the need.  Since we're talking dick, seems that you and Cole
took after your Dad in that department."

"Well, almost." I answered.  "Dad's still got the schlong in the family."

"Yeah, he does have one impressive slab." agreed Bo.  "Boy was I ever happy
to convert him to the naked life back in college.  He wasn't nearly as
built as he is now, but he always had that monster.  Scrawny little kid,
with a huge sausage!"

"I wasn't that scrawny." argued Dad, good-naturedly.  "And if I remember
correctly you win when that thing you're lugging around is at full mast."

Bo smiled.  "Maybe."

"You're bigger than Dad?" I asked Bo, clearly not masking my surprise or,
probably, my desire to have my uncle prove it.

"Maybe an inch or two." offered Bo.

"Your dick is twelve inches?" asked Hank, hardly hiding his amazement.
"Jeez-us!"

"Agreed" chimed in Manny.  Both were smiling broadly.  I swear Manny
wiggled his ass a bit and I knew exactly what was running through his and
Hank's minds.

"Sorry to disappoint you both, but more like eleven." offered Bo, winking
at Manny and Hank.  "If we keep this cock talk up you're gonna see for
yourself." he stated a bit sheepishly.  I knew damn well that me, Hank and
Manny would all welcome the chance.

Dad laughed.  "Let's all move down to the pool and relax.  Cool off a bit.
It's not uncommon for any of us to throw bones around here - hell, Manny's
nicknamed the place the Ten Inch Wood in honor of this." Dad hefted his
slammer up and shook it a bit.  I was surprised by the overall comfort Dad
showed in handling himself like that in front of Bo and I felt the familiar
twitch in my balls, meaning my own wood was under construction.

Manny kicked off his boots, but left his straw cowboy hat on as the four of
us wandered across the lawn to the pool.  Alex followed soon after with a
metal pail that he filled with ice and beers from the pool house once he
joined us.  The next few hours were spent relaxing nude in the sun, dipping
in the pool, plugging on beers and catching up with Bo.

Turns out he'd been living in Spain since he returned there after his
mother passed. Our grandfather had left everything to Bo when he'd died
years ago.  Bo ended up inheriting a bundle, so things had been easy for
him.  But he'd gotten tired of Spain and decided to move back to the
States, with the intention of living in Santa Barbara since he still owned
the spread he'd grown up on but once there decided it was too isolated so
he'd recently sold it all off.

"I've had a cushy life, to be honest." explained Bo, pulling on yet another
cold one.  "But it always bothered me that Hank and Cole were left out in
the cold by their grandfather so, honestly, that was the other reason for
my coming today.  I was gonna offer them both something to help settle the
bad blood between us, Jake.  Needless to say, the surprise turned out to be
mine, not theirs.  And a happy one for me at that."

I could tell that Dad was genuinely touched by what Bo was saying although
he remained silent.  Sometimes Dad says the most when he says nothing at
all.

"Now it's time for me to offer up a surprise of my own." stated Bo.  We all
looked at him.  "Hank, Cole, Manny, Alex - you all have a cousin."

"What?" spat Dad.

After everything that had happened so far that afternoon it seemed odd that
any one of us could still be surprised by something.

Bo sat for a minute collecting his thoughts then proceeded cautiously.  "I
don't know what you've shared with the boys about us, Jake."

"I'm pretty confident that we have no real secrets from each other,
although these two manage to make me question that every now and again."
Dad said, swinging a finger at Hank and me.  Manny and Alex just smiled at
us.  I stuck my tongue out at my swarthy brothers which just made everyone
else chuckle.

"That's another part of the guilt I've been carrying.  That summer that I
came back from Spain to find that you and Clare were pregnant one of the
main reasons I was so angry, aside from the fact that the one person I
missed more than anyone else had knocked up my sister, was that I had
screwed around a lot in Spain with both guys and girls.  I was young too
and sowing my wild oats but I felt really guilty about it and I'd come back
to confess everything to you, Jake.  I never ended up telling you that
because it didn't really matter much anymore once I got back and things
between us became, well, what they became.  Plus my father did help the
situation.  I was so swayed by the way he treated you and I thought I owed
it to him to follow suit being the damn fool that I was.  After my mother
died he was impossible.  You remember what a hot-head he was?  Weird,
because he was so liberal about so many things - us for instance, my love
of nudity.  But other stuff he was so stubborn about, especially anything
to do with my sister. Clare certainly was his favorite."

"That's for sure." agreed Dad, rolling his eyes.

"When she left us, then my mother, all he had left was me and he made my
life a living hell so I hightailed it back to Spain again.  He wanted me to
come back but I refused right until the day he died.  Anyway, though, soon
after getting back there I got the surprise of my life.  A girl I'd had a
very brief fling with during my first time ended up pregnant.  I wasn't
even sure we'd done it right, to be honest, but she'd had a boy and knew he
was mine.  She never told me because she thought she'd never see me again,
knew I was partial to guys and figured I'd want nothing to do with my son.
Once it was proven that he was mine, she was surprised at how wrong she
was.  I couldn't have been happier."

"A son?" asked Dad.

"Yup." beamed Bo.  "Toni.  He's a bit younger than Hank.  I didn't even met
him until he was almost five, but we've been very close every since."

"And his mother?" asked Alex.

"Still part of his life.  She'd married before I returned to Spain.  She
and her husband have two other kids but she and I have always shared
custody of Toni."

"Where is he?" asked Manny.

"He's here.  At UCLA at the moment.  On an overnight visiting friends to
decide whether he wants to do a graduate program in the film school.  Wants
to be a director."

"Toni, huh?" I said.  "Does he know about us?"

"Yup." replied Bo.  "He knows he has an uncle and at least two American
cousins but that's about all.  I didn't know anything more to tell him."

"It just keeps coming, doesn't it?" asked Dad, surprised.  "Toni's cool
with the nude thing?"

"He was raised as a nudist, at least when he was with me.  Marta, his
mother, didn't mind.  In Spain, nudity isn't a big deal like it is here in
the states.  They're far more relaxed about a lot of things."

"Sort of like Argentina." said Manny.  "Well, about some things.  Then
things that you'd think wouldn't be any big deal are huge issues."

"I don't get something, here." I chimed in suddenly and a bit aggressively,
looking at Dad.  "If you were into the nude thing in college, how come we
weren't raised the way that Toni was?  Why did it take Hank and me to
suggest getting out of our clothes at home?"

Dad didn't answer right away.  In an instant I regretted throwing it out
there as I had once I saw him struggle with his response.  Up to this point
I'd never thought about the pain he'd gone through in losing my mother.
Now to know that it was also her family and Bo as well and being not much
older than Hank was now, with a toddler and an infant to care for.

"Things changed very dramatically for me." Dad started to explain.

 My first reaction was to stop him and tell it that he didn't need to go
into any detail but something told me to keep quiet and let him get it out
of him once and for all.

"I was young and I had a lot of responsibility to carry.  Not only did I
have you two, but I was doing it alone while I was trying to start my
career.  As much as I missed the freedom that being naked offered, how was
I going to allow that and have babysitters looking after you two?  It was
just too much."

"We get it, Dad." said Hank, softly, while shooting me a hard look.  I felt
like crap.

"We do.  Sorry that I asked that way.  It wasn't fair.  Though this does
explain why you were so quick to agree to being nude that afternoon that we
brought it to you." I said, trying to re-direct the conversation and
lighten the moment.

"Hell, I couldn't believe it." Dad answered, clearly appreciating the
opportunity to move on from old memories.  "You surprised me, for sure, but
it was a great one." He raised his beer bottle to Hank and me in honor of
our suggestion that day a few years ago.  After a few seconds, Dad turned
to Bo.

"So since Toni's tied up tonight why don't you stay here." declared Dad.
"Then tomorrow you and Toni can check out of your hotel and set up shop
with us."

"Jake, we can't do that." insisted Bo.

"Why the hell not?  It's not like we don't have the room.  And it will give
Toni the chance to meet his American relatives.  He thinks he's got just
two cousins.  Wait until he finds out it's four."

"And that they're all handsome.  And nice.  And nude.  With good cocks."
laughed Bo.  "Oops, sorry about that.  It's the beer talking."

While Bo apologized the rest of us looked at each other.  Alex had one
eyebrow raised as if to say what we were all thinking.  Interesting
comment.

After a great dinner, Hank, Alex, Manny and I headed upstairs to Hank's
room to give Dad and Bo some privacy as we all figured they had some things
to talk about that were better discussed without any of us around.  They
remained outside, enjoying the summer night.  Once in Hank's room, he
closed the door, then crossed over and opened the double doors that lead
out to the balcony that ran along that side of the house and connected the
various east-facing second story rooms.  The night was clear and warm, and
the breeze coming in felt good on everyone's naked bodies.

"Alright, men, here's the deal." declared Hank, reaching out and stroking
Manny's, Alex's and my flaccid cocks one after the other.  "If we keep it
relatively quiet, I think we can get that bro fuck pile going.  I figure
Dad and Bo will be talking for a few hours, as least."

Manny and I almost immediately started to grow bones, as did Hank.  He knew
how to rile us up.  But Alex wasn't convinced, being the sensible one and
all.

"I don't think it's such a good idea."  Alex insisted.  "What if they need
us for anything?  Dad wouldn't be too happy to find us fucking around with
Bo here."

I liked that Alex used "Dad".  It made me smile.  So did Hank.

"That was sexy, Alex." said Hank, leaning over and kissing Alex on the
mouth.

"What was sexy?" asked Alex, breaking the kiss.

"Calling him Dad." answered Hank, while Manny ran his hand up Hank's ass
and lower back, then leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.  I reached
across and took Alex's cock in my hand, manipulating it a bit and, finally,
he started to plump up.  By now Manny, Hank and I were all sporting
respectable wood.

"It was sexy." growled Manny, giving Alex a kiss, this time with a bit of
tongue.  Suddenly I felt Alex's hand wrap around my bone, stroking me a bit
from balls to tip.  I moaned slightly when as his hand started to work it's
magic.

"Hold it." declared Hank.  "Before this fuck fest goes any further all of
us into the bathroom."

"For what?" Manny asked.

"Clean time.  Pussy douches.  I wanna eat and fuck clean brother ass, just
like I wanna get chowed and plowed."

"Fuck, you're a cock hound tonight Hank.  I think I like it." declared
Manny, smiling his big, sexy smile at Hank.

"I'm horny, Bro.  I want all three of my brothers to fuck my ass good.  And
be prepared, cuz I'm gonna eat you all out till I'm licking inside your
ears.  Then I'm gonna fuck you."  Alex's rod was now just as hard as the
three of us.

"Damn, Hank." growled Manny with a sneer on his face.  "Hot fucker. Come
on, men.  You heard him."  Manny grabbed me by my almost painfully erect
prick and lead the way toward the bathroom.  I latched on to Alex's stalk,
feeling the goo he was starting to seep as I did.  Alex completed the train
by grabbing onto Hank's meat.

"Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to fuck we go!" sang Hank, pulling up the rear.



About twenty minutes later we were all back on Hank's bed, his face firmly
planted between my rock hard butt cheeks, slathering away at my freshly
douched rosebud.  I had Alex's dick deep down my throat, moaning while Hank
worked my backside.  Manny was behind Hank, chowing down on Hank's pucker.
In between mashing his face into my backside to slide his tongue as far up
my chute as possible, Hank kept calling instructions to both me and Manny.

"Fucking open that sweet hole, Coley.  Let me get you nice and wet.  Relax
and let me open you up.  That's right.  Give me that sweet hole."  Then
he'd rub his face into my crack, teasing my twitching hole with the tip of
this tongue, then force it in to tongue fuck me a bit.

When Manny did the same things to Hank and hit the right spot Hank's face
would back out of me and he'd moan with satisfaction. "Eat it Manny.  Eat
my fuck hole.  Get your fucking face up my ass, Bro!" and he'd grind his
hot, tanned globes back into Manny's face, wiggling his hips as he did to
ensure that Manny had maximum access to his backdoor.

"Fuck, Hank.  You're steaming hot tonight." Manny growled, going back into
Hank like a hungry dog with a steak.  Slap!  Manny's hand came down hard on
Hank's butt cheek.  When Manny did that it caused Hank to dive harder into
my ass, forcing his face further into my crack.  That, in turned, caused me
to deep throat Alex's cock even further, although eventually his dick as so
far down my throat that my lips were mashed into his hairless pubic mound
and his balls were pressed against my chin.  Alex threw his head back
against the pillows, rolling from side to side.  "Fuck, Cole!  Eat my
dick!" snarled Alex.  "Swallow my cock!"

Suddenly Manny, who was standing at the foot of the bed while he ate Hank's
ass, pulled his face from it's muscle cradle and stood up.  "Fuck!  My cock
is so hard!"  He pulled Hank from my ass and swung him around.  I popped
off of Alex and looked over my shoulder to see Manny, his mouth glazed with
his own spit and Hank's ass juice, take Hank by the back of the head and
guide his steaming, oozing cock into Hank's waiting mouth.  "Here you go,
Hank.  Hot fucking cock. All for you.  Lap it up, bro.  That's right,
swallow it.  Like that Hank?  Like sucking on my fat fucking pud?"

Hank moaned his agreement as he continued to deep-throat Manny.  Both Alex
and I were a bit surprised by their intensity.  I'd never seen Manny so
aggressive and only rarely Hank so submissive, except with Dad.  It was
fucking hot.

"I love your fucking dick." snarled Hank, lapping at Manny's stiff rod like
a popsicle.  "Seep that fuck juice for me, man.  I fucking love it!" he
groaned as he slurped up the honey that ran gooey and fast from Manny's
swollen, shaved throbber.

"Oh, man...." Manny groaned as Hank devoured his fuck meat like it was his
last ever chance at a cock.  Manny tweaked both his thick man tits,
pinching and twisting each nub while his dick lodged in the back of Hank's
throat.  Sweat ran in rivulets down Manny's temples and his eyes rolled so
far back in his head that all you saw was bright white against the sun
tanned gold of his handsome face.  His thick, ruby lips formed an O while
he blew off steam, trying desperately not to flood Hank's mouth with his
juice.  Both wanted this intensity to last even though Manny's jutting hips
forced whatever was left of his cock further into Hank who willingly took
it.

Hank was on all fours and crouching backward as he deep-throated Manny,
with his knees apart so that his ass cheeks were spread wide and his
beautiful pucker was fully exposed.  In addition to being an incredible
stud, Hank has an unbelievably beautiful asshole.  It sounds stupid, but
it's true.  I looked at Alex and the lust must have radiated from my eyes
because he just said to me, "Go for it." So I flipped around and buried my
face directly into Hank's ass, taking in the incredible musky smell of his
backside, sliding my tongue over his hot hole, teasing it, nibbling in it,
ramming my face into his crack, then forcing my tongue past his ass ring
and into the warm, soft chute that would eventually be filled with fingers,
then cock.  Hank was hot to get fucked and none of us planned on
disappointing him.  As I ate his ass out, I felt Alex's hot mouth wrap it's
way around my cock, swallowing me to my ball sac.  He'd flipped around and
over and wiggled his way between my legs.  I started to fuck his mouth as I
continued to eat Hank's ass.  When I was sure that Hank's pussy was good
and wet I dislodged my face, stuck two fingers in my mouth to lube them up,
then slid them up Hank's chute.

"Ughhhhh....." he growled, again wiggling his ass against my slick digits,
getting them as deep into himself as he could.

"Yeah, Hank.  Like that?  Like me playing with your guy gash?" I teased in
a low voice.  Below me, I continued to fuck Alex's face, extracting my own
dripping pole until just the meaty crown sat inside Alex's lips, then
sliding the full length of my slicked up rod back down his throat.  With my
free hand I reached back and started to jack Alex's prong, which until then
had just been laying there, hard as a pipe, leaking goo onto his stomach
like the runny meat hose that it was.  When my hand was good and wet with
the froth of Alex's pre-cum, I'd bring to my face and lick off the juice,
savoring the flavor.  Then I'd plunge the fingers of my other hand back
into Hank's manhole, enjoying the squishy warmth, digging for his nut so I
could massage it.  Hank loved it when I hit it.  It made him nuts.

The hotter Hank got, the harder he sucked on Manny's prong and the more
difficult it became for Manny to hold off on shooting his wad into Hank's
mouth.  Suddenly, Manny disengaged himself and stepped back a bit, long
strings of glistening spit and juice trailing off his rock hard knob as
Hank's lips reluctantly let it slip from his mouth.

"Awww, Manny.  Gimme that cock, man." begged Hank, backing himself up
against my probing fingers.

Manny's dick was stretched to the limit and practically vibrating.  He
continued to manipulate his tits, then reached behind himself and started
to tickle his own backdoor.  "No way, Hank.  Gotta cool down a bit."
breathed Manny.  "I'm not gonna waste this nut in your mouth.  It's going
up your ass.  No, better yet it's going all over you.  We're all gonna
spunk all over you.  Gonna fuckin bathe you in our jizz, you hot fucker."
Then he leaned forward, grabbed Hank by the back of head, ground his lips
to Hank's and plunged his tongue deep into Hank's mouth.  After a few,
Manny broke the lip lock, stepped farther back and fell into a wing-backed
chair that sat opposite the foot of Hank's bed.  Once down, Manny leaned
back, spread his legs lewdly wide showing off his hairless cock and balls,
continued pinching his tits and slapped his impossibly erect man piece
against his abdomen by pushing it toward us, letting it snap back against
himself.  He looked so fucking crazy sexy hot I almost got up, walking over
to him and just impaled myself on his slab.  But I knew he had other plans.

Hank pulled himself off my fingers, stood up on the bed and swung around so
that his cock was flat in my face.  Instinctively, I started lapping at his
cock juice that was streaming from his swollen, meaty glans while wrapping
my hand around his tightened ball sac.  But that wasn't what Hank had in
mind.  He pulled his cock and balls from my mouth and hand, squatted on his
haunches and lip locked me hard.  By doing that, he put his asshole and
ball sac directly above Alex's eyes and nose.  But Alex's mouth was stuffed
full of my slimy shaft as it was so this confused Alex temporarily.  What
was he to do?  Continue to slide my rocker in and out of his mouth or move
on to Hank's man twat?

Manny, who has managed to calm himself a bit, helped solve Alex's dilemma
when he got out of the chair and crossed the room to the chest that sat
next to Alex's bed.

"Cole, come here." Manny instructed, sliding the second drawer out from the
chest.  This is where Hank kept his sex stuff - cock rings, lube, condoms
when he needed them and a couple of dildos.  Hank had two fake cocks he
liked to play with on occasion.  One was about seven inches long and made
of a greenish, iridescent gel.  Hank called this one Puck.  The other was
about fourteen inches long, blue, and double headed.  He called that one
Snake.  Every so often Hank liked to share Snake with Alex or me, having
one of us back up against him while he had Snake embedded solidly up his
ass and we impaled ourselves on Snake's other end, then spent some time
buddy fucking.  But tonight Manny wasn't interested in either Puck or
Snake.  Not with three hot, hard, live cocks available and Hank's chute
screaming for attention.

I pulled my dick from Alex's mouth and made my way off the bed and over to
Manny.  When I moved, Hank leaned down and took Alex's cock down his
throat.  Alex did the same to Hank, then shifted Hank to his side so they
could deep throat each other easier, laying side by side in the middle of
the bed.  They also starting fingering each other's assholes causing both
to moan.

"What's up?" I asked Manny, smiling, as I joined him at the open drawer.

"Four cocks." He laughed in response, leaning over to kiss my open mouth
and running his hand over my slimy dick.  "Pick one." He offered, breaking
the kiss and gesturing toward the collection of cock rings in the drawer.
Hank had several - rubber rings in different colors; straps that snapped
on; metal rings of various thickness.  Over the past couple of years, as
our family sex games became ordinary household activity, Hank had developed
a love of cockrings.  I grabbed a standard, black rubber ring and since
Hank and I were pretty much the same size in the dick department, I knew it
would fit.  Stretching it out, I slid it over my engorged meat and ball
sac.  When it contracted, it caused the whole fucking thing to swell up a
bit, protrude from my pubic bone and a good size dollop of Cole goo oozed
from my piss slit.  I immediately wiped it off and ate it.

Manny wrapped a medium thick leather strap around his own dick and snapped
it tight, causing the same reaction but instead I was the one who wiped off
his dick tip and licked up the juice.  "mmmmm." I moaned.  Manny kissed me
again.

"Ready to fuck Hank good?" Manny asked me.

"What do you think?" I responded, looking at my dick.  Manny bent forward
at the waist and took my swollen rod into his mouth, moving his lips up and
down my shaft.  I knew he was causing me to leak another round of thick,
clear juice from my dick but this time he got it right from the source
instead of having to lick it off some other body part.

Releasing my rod from his mouth he licked his lips, winked at me and said
"I think you're ready for some hot brother ass."  Then he grabbed the
bottle of lube from the drawer and we walked back toward the bed.

Alex and Hank were locked in a tight sixty-nine.  When they weren't sucking
each other's cocks, they were tonguing the other's asshole or swapping each
other's ball sacs.  Manny and I stood at the side of the bed watching the
erotic dance, stroking our own dicks to get them at maximum hardness, while
fingering each other's puckers.  I slipped my middle finger up Manny's
chute, and he did the same to me, which really got my dick plumped.  I
turned to Manny and locked my lips to his left nipple, biting and licked at
it until it was hard and thick, like the eraser of a no. 2 pencil.  Manny
moaned in appreciation.

"All right, enough." declared Manny, letting go of me and reaching forward
to grab Hank at his ankles.  Both Hank and Alex let go of each other.
Manny swung Hank around and as he did Hank flipped onto his back so that he
was facing away from Manny, who stood firm at the side of the bed.  Manny
tugged on Hank's ankles, sliding him to the edge of the bed, then held
Hank's legs straight up in the air and shoulder width apart.  This just
opened up Hank's ass, exposing his twitching hole.

"Yeah!" growled Hank.  Manny leaned forward and ran the fat head of his
swollen meaty dick up and down Hank's crack and over the fleshy bulls eye
that was clearly the mark, leaving a trail of goo when he did that.  Since
Hank's ass was devoid of any hair, like we all were, the goo stuck to his
skin like a snail trail.  It was too fucking hot.

"Cole, lube us up." Manny instructed.  He had dropped the bottle onto the
bed as we'd watched Alex and Hank sixty-nine, so I grabbed it and slowly
let out a thick line of lube, like clear mustard on a fucking man hotdog,
along the top length of Manny's shaft, then lightly coated his entire cock
with the liquid.  Once I knew he was wet, I shot a good size squeeze
directly into Hank's hole, following it with first one, then two fingers to
make sure that my brother's ass was well prepped for the fucking it was
about to get.  Hank continued to wiggle his ass up and down and side to
side as I worked the lube into his hot hole.

Once I was done, Manny returned to running his wang up and down Hank's
crack.  Alex remained where he was, prone on his back on the bed, stroking
his streaming cock and watching the fuck set up.

"Look at that, Cole.  Look at Hank's cunt twitch." tormented Manny.  "Think
he wants this dick up his ass?"

"I dunno." I answered.  "What do you think?"

Hank wiggled his ass side to side, then tried to impale himself on Manny's
slick cock, but Manny continued to hold Hank's ankles, preventing Hank from
getting Manny's rod up his ass.  Hank started to whimper - a begging sound.

"Not sure.  What do you want, Hank?" teased Manny.  It reminded me of how
Dad liked to play us.

"I want you to fuck me." spat Hank through gritted teeth.  "I want you to
wail on my ass with your fucking hot cock."  It was an order and Hank was
getting hotter by the second.  His abdomen was slick with pre-cum, despite
no one touching his dick.

Manny pushed a bit of his thick dick meat into Hank's ass, then pulled it
out and swabbed it up and down Hank's crack again.  He repeated that stunt
a couple of times and it caused Hanks to really start bucking his ass up
and down.

"Fuck me!" screamed Hank, and Alex immediately clamped his mouth to Hank's,
stuffing his tongue as far into Hank's mouth as possible in an effort to
shut him up.  Hank continued to buck his saddle up and down.  Manny pushed
Hank's legs back even farther, exposing his asshole more, then leaned
forward and blew a steady stream of air over Hank's obscenely exposed man
pussy.  I thought Hank was going to begin crying he was so horned up and
wanted Manny's dick up his ass so badly.  It was so dirty and so hot that I
almost blew my own load watching this torment.

Finally Manny relented and started to slide his meat up Hank's chute.  Once
he was all the way in, he ground his smooth pubic bone into Hank's taint,
then slowly withdrew the length of his dick and plunged in again, then out,
then in.  Hank wriggled his ass each time in an attempt to get as much cock
into his as possible.  That started the process.

I'm not sure how much time we spent, but the three of us took turns dicking
Hank.  Manny would fuck him for a while, then pull out, his cock slick with
lube and ass slime.  I'd plunge in, having lubed up, and follow Manny's
lead.  Once Alex knew that Hank wouldn't scream to get fucked like he had
earlier, he made his way over to the drawer, selected his own cockring,
lubed up and joined the tag team in giving Hank's ass the workout he
wanted, following me up Hank's chute once I'd pulled out.  One after the
other we took turns slamming Hank, who loved every fucking second of it.
Whoever wasn't cock deep in Hank's ass was either sucking his nipples, cock
or lips.  Hank was in sheer ecstasy.

The three of us continued to fuck Hank, edging ourselves up his ass until
we were ready to blow but holding back from actually shooting our seed.
Finally, toward the end of what I guessed to be an hour, Hank's cock was
just a steady stream of thick, clear juice.  He'd finally had his fill but
Manny wouldn't let any of us blow.

We found out why.  Manny lead the way as we all helped Hank into the
bathroom, where we cleaned up his ass and our cocks, then returned to the
bed.  Next up it was Alex's turn to lay on his back and get gang-dicked by
his three brothers until he couldn't take it any more.  Rinse and repeat.
Then it was my turn.  I couldn't believe the level of feeling.  The build
up of fucking, followed by getting fucked by three cocks, one after the
other after the other in a round robin, my own cock strapped off by the
rubber ring and not being allowed to blow.  My body reacted by giving off a
river of nectar that everyone enjoyed, as we each did from the other.
Finally it was Manny's turn and he laid back for his round of ass pounding.
Hank's had gone on the longest - the rest of us couldn't take it that long,
but we tried.  Finally, Manny said "Enough."

This time, though, instead of cleaning up in the bathroom he instructed
everyone to strip off the cockrings and for Hank to lie on the floor.  The
three of us then proceeded to masturbate over Hank with the intention of
shooting our thick loads all over him.  Hank couldn't have been happier,
even though as each one of shot we'd had such a strong cum build up in our
balls that the jizz jetted out of us, shooting a couple of feet in the air
then falling with splats onto Hank.  When he finally shot, his stream was
so strong that went right over his head and hit Alex in the calve of his
left leg, dripping down to cover Alex's instep and toes.  Once Hank's body
finished spasming, he flipped over and proceeded to lick Alex's leg and
foot clean of his jizz, running his tongue between Alex's toes and sucking
on each on a bit before giving Alex's foot a complete tongue bath.

I'd never felt so empty, relaxed and at ease.  We helped Hank to his feet,
his body a sluice of sweat and cum, then one by one he hugged each of us,
coating our bodies with the combined slime of our collective jizz, kissing
each of us hard and long and leaving the lingering taste of his own sauce
that's he's licked clean from Alex's body in our mouths. The four of us
eased into the glass shower stall in Hank's bathroom, gently cleaning each
other's abused assholes and worked cocks, lightly kissing those same
assholes and cocks as well as lips and various body parts.  When we'd
finished, we returned to the bed and lay together in a pile, body parts
everywhere, stroking and petting each other, kissing each other's mouths
and enjoying the aftermath of the brother fuck pile we'd set out to create.

"Fucking amazing." I sighed, lightly running my fingers up and down a
shaved, spent cock that was either Alex or Manny's, I wasn't sure whose
except that there was no dick stubble above it so it wasn't Hank's.  "That
was so fucking hot and it's gotta last us a bit."

"Not gonna be so easy to get together with Bo and Toni here." answered
Hank.

"Think they fuck around?" wondered Manny, a question we all had been
thinking.

"Who?" asked Alex, just to be sure.

"Bo and Toni."

"No idea, Manny." answered Hank, running his hand over my cock and pulling
lightly at my balls.  "Anything's possible."

"True." agreed Alex, kissing Hank's ass cheek, which was right next to his
face.  "But we can't ask.  Dad would kill us.  We gotta let it take its
course."

"Boy do I wanna see Bo's slammer hard.  I've never played with an uncut
cock."  Alex's fingers tweaked my nipple, then he lightly rubbed his index
finger over the swollen nub.

"They're fun." said Alex.  "So was this."

Everyone agreed, and we all relaxed as the post fuck playing slowed down
and, one by one, we drifted off despite the naked tangle we were in.


A bit later I woke up and extracted myself from the pile.  In doing so,
Alex also woke up.  Hank and Manny were wrapped around each other, snoring,
both in a deep sleep.  Alex and I snuck out of the room and headed
downstairs.  Our fuck marathon had lasted about three hours, but we were
surprised that Dad and Bo were still outside talking.  They'd moved on to
wine, with one empty bottle on the table and a second almost there.  Alex
and I were going to join then outside on the patio, but decided not to when
we started to hear their conversation.  Instead we sat on the doorframe
together, listening.

"Where you in love with her, Jake?"

"I loved Clare, Bo.  You know that.  But was I in love with her?  No.  And
she wasn't in love with me either.  I think the only person she was ever
truly in love with was Hank.  She loved you and your parents and I know she
loved me.  But she was in love with Hank and she was in love with the idea
of Cole but never had the chance to actually fall in love with him.  But
she would have."

"Why did it happen?  You and Clare, I mean?"

"Because you left me to go to Spain.  I was so alone and she was so much
like you.  I was young and confused.  You weren't there, but she was.  We
didn't mean it to happen, but it did and when she ended up pregnant,
well... she wasn't not going to have Hank and what was I supposed to do?  I
was equally responsible.  She's the only woman I've ever been with."

"Do you ever regret it?"

"I've never regretted having Hank or Cole for a second of their lives.  I
certainly regret losing Clare and I regret that she and Cole never knew
each other.  I regretted losing you over it.  Aside from what happened with
Clare, losing you was the hardest."

After a few minutes, Dad continued.

"What about you?  Where you with anyone?"

"Yes, for fifteen years.  Miguel.  He and I raised Toni together.  We
shared custody with Marta and Jose, her husband.  At times I wondered how
Toni would turn out.  After all, he had a traditional upbringing with them
and his half-brother and sister, then he had a very untraditional
upbringing with his gay, nudist father and his father's lover."

"Where's Miguel?"

"In Greece.  Five years ago on a weekend trip to Sitges he met George, an
impossibly beautiful Greek man who was then twenty years his junior.  They
fell instantly and hopelessly in love and Miguel left Toni and I to follow
George back to Greece."

"Well, that sucks."

"You have no idea.  I loved my sister dearly but honestly, when they're
dead you can't wonder what their live is like, how they're aging or whether
they think of you at all."

"How did Toni take it?"

"He's a very stoic person when to comes to stuff like that."

"Has he got anybody?"

"Not really.  He's dated some.  Has had a girlfriend here and there.  He
struggles with the whole nudist thing.  He's very comfortable with it and
he has friends who were brought up in the same way, but normally it's a big
deal for people that age.  Being nude is one thing.  Living nude is
another.  He'll figure it out with age.  What about Hank and Cole?"

"Same thing with Hank.  He's dated here and there but nothing serious.  He
has a housemate in Pasadena, Fred.  Great guy and the two of them are
making the most of their college life.  Fred's a nudie too and a proud
pussy hound.  They're a bit of a tag team on campus."

"Really?  Good for them!  What about Cole?"

"A bit complicated.  Cole is gay."

"Do you know for sure?"

"He's the first to tell you.  He's sure.  Things are different these days.
They know themselves so much better and it's so much easier for them."

"How do you feel about it?"

"You're kidding, right?  I couldn't care less.  I think it's a bit tough
for Cole right now only cuz guys his age are so all over the place about
shit like that.  Cole is popular and a big jock.  I'm not sure whether he's
out to his friends and team mates - that's all up to him and I stay out of
it unless he asks me not to.  He's an incredibly mature kid.  Always has
been.  Very wise beyond his years, but he still manages to do teenage stuff
every now and then.  Nothing serious, just guy stuff."

"They're both incredibly beautiful boys."

"Yeah, they are.  Thanks for saying so.  I can't believe you don't see the
resemblance between you and Cole.  I swear, if I didn't know better I'd
think you and Clare did it."

"Jake, for god's sake.  I loved my sister and we were very close, but not
that close.  Hell, she knew about the nude thing but would never even
consider it herself."

"Eh, don't be too sure."

"What?"

"She was pretty free and easy.  She was well aware that you'd converted me
over to the skin side and after Hank was born we didn't bother too much
with clothes at home."

"Really?  How come I never knew?"

"You hardly spoke to us."

"True.  All right - here's a confession.  After Hank was toilet trained, I
used to keep him nude when he stayed with me."

"I'd be shocked but we both figured that was the case and we did as well at
home.  None of us ever wore clothes.  When Cole was born and Clare passed I
went back to being a textile family.  I've never told either of them that,
though, so keep it to yourself."

"What about Manny and Alex?  What's their story?"

"Real brothers.  Originally from Argentina.  Came to work for us a few year
ago, largely because we were a nudist family and so are they.  Not from
one, though.  Actually, from a very conservative family in South America.
They visit them once or twice a year.  Alex is gay.  Manny is open, but
extremely private about his personal life.  They've become very much a part
of our family."

"I can see that.  Do you really consider them sons?"

"100 percent.  The four of them are brothers, there's no two ways about it
and I feel about them just like I do Hank and Cole."

"That's great.  Seriously.  I'm glad that all of this has worked out for
you Jake.  Your success, your family.  You deserve it all."

"You know, I got to be honest with you, Bo.  I had no idea what to expect
when you came here today.  I was prepared for the worst, and it's turned
out to be very much the opposite."

"I'm glad to hear that.  I really do owe you years of apology, but I do
hope we can put it behind us.  I'd like you and Hank and Cole and Alex and
Manny to know Toni as much as I'd like to know them and for all of us to be
part of each other's lives.  We're all family."

"I appreciate that, Bo."

After a minute Bo said, "You know, when I arrived Jake, you barely shook my
hand.  Can I give you a proper hello now?  A real hug?"

Dad stood up and Uncle Bo followed.  There they were, two handsome, naked
men standing face to face.  Bo spread his arms, as did Dad and they hugged,
holding on to each other.  As the seconds passed, their hug became tighter
and their bodies pressed together.  I swear you could see the lost years
just drop off each of them.  Bo kissed Dad's cheek.  Dad returned the kiss.
They continued to hug.  Then, suddenly, they looked at each other and their
lips meet in a strong, lingering kiss.

Alex and I had been sitting on the doorjamb listening this whole time, Alex
with his arms wrapped around me and his head on my shoulder.  When Bo and
Dad first stood up, both Alex and I sat straight up, afraid they would see
us but we were shielded from the various plants and the outdoor lights cast
shadows against the doors.  The kitchen was pretty dark except for some
utility under cabinet lighting against the far wall, so we were pretty much
in shadow.  We were both shocked by the intensity of the kiss that Dad and
Bo fell into.

Dad eventually pulled away and Bo looked at him, uttering a quiet "Sorry.
Got a bit carried away."  It was clear Bo was embarrassed but what he'd
done.

What surprised both Alex and I even more was that both Dad and Bo's cocks
had started to get hard and since they were both very well endowed, they
both had hoses protruding from their crotches.

"There it is!" Dad laughed, reaching out and grabbing Bo's lengthening
erection.  "Been a long time since I've seen that."

"Me too." agreed Bo, reaching over and wrapping his hand around Dad's
slammer.  They didn't stroke each other, just held on for a minute, feeling
the heft of the other's meat.

"It's good to see you, Bo."

"You too, Jake."  They kissed again, but never let go of each other's dick.

Again, Dad broke away.  "Let's stop this before it goes too far."

"Sorry." said Bo, again.

"Nothing to be sorry about, Bo.  Just a bit too fast.  It's been a long
time.  Not saying that this is out of the question." Dad tugged on Bo's
cock.  "Just too soon."

"I understand."

This was Alex and my cue to crab-walk back into the kitchen, around the
corner, then stand to walk toward the stairs without being seen.  I was
heading up to bed, as was Alex to his room down the hall.

"Goodnight." Alex said softly, kissing my lips.

"Alex, want to sleep with me tonight?" I asked my brother.

"I'm fucked out, Cole." he said, apologetically.

"So am I.  I don't want to fuck."

Alex looked at me, smiled and said, "Yeah, I'd like to sleep with you."

"Good.  Let's go to bed."

And we headed upstairs.