Date: Fri, 17 May 2013 05:56:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey's Family Reunion, Part 6 (gay/incest)

This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any
similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't
read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you,
or if you're not interested in an eighteen year old getting to know the
male members of his family better. On the other hand, if that's what you're
looking for, here it is...


JOEY'S FAMILY REUNION

PART 6

It didn't take my cousin Evan and me long to find the public swimming pool
near the picnic area. We just followed the sounds of people splashing and
screaming and laughing. It was a really old-fashioned pool. Must have been
built forty or fifty years ago. The entrance building was a cinder-block
construction. No frills at this place. The girl at the counter took our
admission fee, gave us a couple wire baskets with identification pins, and
pointed us toward the men's changing and shower room.

The no-frills approach continued in the changing room. As we entered, there
was a long bench along the left wall. A couple toilet cubicles along the
far wall. A row of three shower heads along the right wall, which also
included the door out to the pool. Sounds spacious, but it was a small area
with no privacy except maybe the toilet cubicles.

Evan dropped his gym bag onto the bench, unzipped it, leaned over to look
inside, and rummaged around. I just stood behind him and stared at his
ass. "These'll have to do," Evan said, as he stood up, turned around, and
tossed something at me.

No time to worry about whether he saw me staring at his ass or not. I
quickly grabbed the in-flight projectile and stretched it out, what there
was of it, in front of me. It was a small pair of bright white Speedos.

"Umm, haven't you got anything else?"

"You're not at the mall now," Evan replied with a slight sound of annoyance
in his voice. "You take what you get, and that's all I've got with me."

"Okay, no problem," I said. I didn't want to be difficult.

I was getting ready to go into a cubicle to change, but without another
word, Evan turned back to his bag and started stripping off his clothes to
expose his perfectly tanned body. I didn't want to look like a prude, but I
wavered...and stared at Evan's ass again. I gulped when he pushed his
shorts and underwear down, exposing his firm, glaring-white butt cheeks. I
looked down at the Speedos in my hand and realized the white pattern on
Evan's ass was exactly what these Speedos would have blocked from the sun.

Between the sight of Evan's ass and the thought that I would be wearing
Speedos that had touched that ass, I started to pop a boner. Now, I had no
choice. I quickly started toward a cubicle.

"Where are you going?" Evan asked with surprise.

"Umm, just going to change," I said, holding the Speedos in front of my
hardon.

"You haven't got anything I ain't seen before," Evan laughed. "But suit
yourself."

Without another thought, I dove into the cubicle and closed the door behind
me. Stripping off quickly wasn't the problem. My boner, which didn't seem
to want to go down was the problem.

"Hurry up!" Evan called, as he zipped up his bag. I thought all the un-sexy
thoughts I could think, and my cock finally started to deflate, but not
fast enough. "We don't have all day," Evan called again.

"I'll be right there," I called back. I quickly stepped into the Speedos
and pulled them up. Oh fuck. "Umm, Evan, are you sure you don't have
another pair in your bag? These are a bit small."

"Sorry, beggars can't be choosers," Evan responded. "Now get out here. I
didn't come to the pool to hang around in the changing room all day."

I adjusted my softening, but still obvious, cock as well as I could. Tried
to pull the back down to cover my cheeks, but that just exposed the top of
my ass crack. And all the time, I was sure this was just Evan's idea of
getting back at me for ruining his trip to the pool. Well, if he wanted a
laugh, he was about to get it. I picked up my clothes, held them in front
of my well-outlined cock, opened the cubicle door, and stepped out.

"Here," Evan called out as he threw a towel at me. With a quick reflex
reaction, I dropped my clothes and reached up to grab the towel before it
hit me in the face. "I guess you weren't kidding when you said they were a
bit small," Evan laughed.

"Oh fuck you," I said, suddenly angry.

"In your dreams," Evan said as he grabbed up his towel and his wire basket,
which now contained his gym bag, and walked out the door to the pool. As I
watched him leave, I was stunned by the fact that he was wearing his own
pair of white Speedos, which left about as much to the imagination on him
as the pair on me did. I even licked my lips at the glimpse of white skin
between the Speedos and the golden tan.

"It was your dad's idea for me to come along, not mine," I called after
him, when I finally snapped out of my trance. Too late. I quickly grabbed
my clothes from the floor and stuffed them in my wire basket. I then
attached the basket ID pin to my Speedos, wrapped my towel around my waist,
and headed out to the pool.

*****

After handing the wire basket to the attendant, I turned and scanned the
pool and all the people around it. Finally, I spotted Evan climbing the
ladder to the high dive. I wasn't the only one staring at him, either. Many
women were watching his every move, and I wouldn't be surprised if a few of
their husbands and boyfriends were equally entranced.

At the top of the ladder, he stood momentarily, glistening in the sun. He
quickly tugged at the back of his Speedos and then I swear he adjusted his
cock, although it could have been just a quick movement of his hand and
wishful thinking on my part. I lost my train of thought as he stepped
quickly to the end of the diving board and launched into one of the most
graceful dives I'd ever seen. As he broke the water's surface and
disappeared beneath, he left behind only a ripple of ever-increasing waves.

When Evan surfaced again, there was scattered applause from some of the
people who'd watched, but he seemed to ignore them as he swam toward the
side of the pool. As he climbed the ladder out of the pool, my eyes
popped. His white suit had gone nearly transparent when it got wet, and I
stared at his ass crack while he finished climbing out of the pool. He
turned in my direction, and my jaw dropped. His pubic bush and his cock
were pressed against the wet fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Evan leaned over and grabbed up his towel, which he'd left near the
ladder. He saw me and started walking toward me. As he did so, he lifted
the towel to take a swipe at his dripping hair, which left his junk firmly,
so to speak, on display. I quickly held my towel in front of my own crotch
to hide the growing firmness. When Evan lowered his towel, I looked away
and saw at least two guys rolling over onto their stomachs as they watched
Evan pass. Apparently, I wasn't the only one with something to hide.

"So, are you going to swim, or what?" Evan asked me.

"Uh, yeah, sure."

"Then come on," he said, as he dropped his towel and dove back into the
pool. I watched him surface and begin to swim toward the other end of the
pool. The people quickly cleared the lane for him.

"He's an impressive swimmer." The comment broke my concentration. I looked
to my left and saw a fit man who must have been in his fifties. Nice chest
of hair, with a promising treasure trail leading my eyes down to the top of
his baggy trunks. When the guy cleared his throat, I looked up at his face
and saw him looking at me with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah," I finally managed to get out. Now I couldn't stop staring at the
guy's neat, trimmed beard and mustache with just a touch of grey here and
there. I struggled to swallow.

"Nice ass," he said. "The swimmer's," he added with a laugh.

"I guess," I said lamely.

"Can I buy you a snack?" the stranger asked?

"Umm, no thanks," I responded. Quickly dropping my towel, I dove into the
pool and began to swim laps of my own. The cold water went a long way
toward deflating my cock, which had stirred at the sight of Evan's
see-through trunks and had really started to stiffen at the sight of the
guy who offered to buy me a snack...when the snack I really wanted from him
would have been free.

*****

I don't know how many laps I swam before I decided I needed a rest. I also
needed to take a piss. I climbed out of the pool and quickly grabbed my
towel to wrap around my waist. A quick glance as I did so confirmed that my
white Speedos had gone just as transparent as Evan's had.

I looked around for Evan but didn't see him anywhere. Not in the pool. Not
on the deck. I figured the way he'd been acting earlier, he'd probably
decided to leave without me. Fine. That made things a little easier. I
looked around to see if I could find the guy with the beard and mustache,
so I could take him up on his snack offer...if he wanted to give me the
snack I wanted. Unfortunately, it didn't matter; I didn't see him anywhere
either. Disappointed, I headed off to the changing room to take care of the
piss issue.

*****

Stepping into the changing room, I froze. There was the unmistakable sound
of flesh slapping flesh. I almost laughed when the thought occurred to me
that it might be Evan and that the reason he'd been annoyed with me tagging
along was because he wanted to beat off and blow a load.

Keeping perfectly silent, I squatted down on the floor to get a look under
the cubicle door to see if the feet of the occupant belonged to Evan. I
froze again when I saw that there weren't just two feet. There were four
feet, and they were all facing toward the back of the cubicle. From the
golden tan, the pair closest to the wall could certainly have been Evans. I
wasn't sure. What I was sure of, though, from the sounds of slapping flesh
and the motions of the swaying legs, was that whoever those tanned feet
belonged to was getting fucked.

I forgot all about needing a piss. As quietly as I could, I sneaked up to
the cubicle door and put my eye up to the crack. I already knew the two men
were facing the wall, so I didn't have to worry about getting spotted.

In spite of my vague suspicions, my jaw still dropped when I confirmed that
it was Evan who was getting his ass fucked by the other guy's cock. I
thought, "So much for being a vegetarian," and covered my mouth to keep
from laughing.

Evan was leaning over the toilet, and he had his hands planted firmly on
the wall for support. He was rolling his head around in ecstasy at the
pleasure he was getting from being fucked, and there was no mistaking that
profile. From the way he was taking the fuck, I made a wild guess that this
wasn't his first time. And I could personally guarantee that, if I had my
way, it wouldn't be the last time cousin Evan got fucked.

With that thought filling my mind, I absentmindedly worked my right hand
into the front of my tight Speedos and began to massage my own cock as I
watched the action. At that moment, the guy doing the fucking released his
hold on Evan's hips and stretched out to grab the tops of the cubicle side
walls. He kept fucking Evan's ass with deep hands-free thrusts, and Evan
thrust his ass back to meet every stroke of the cock that was filling him.

The guy doing the fucking rolled his head to the back and to the side,
stretching his neck while he fucked, and I suddenly realized that it was
the snack guy. The one with the beard and mustache who offered me a
snack. Damn. Why hadn't I been quicker on the uptake? It could have been me
in there getting fucked instead of Evan. I was now annoyed with myself and
jealous of Evan. That didn't keep me from watching the fuck show, and it
certainly didn't stop me from working my cock and balls over the top of my
Speedos so I could jack off while I watched.

I was so focused on watching the action and playing with my own cock that I
was completely taken by surprise when a hand suddenly clamped down over my
mouth. I was caught watching two guys fucking while I stroked my own
cock. Shit! My eyes flew wide open as I struggled to turn my face toward my
captor. I heaved a big quiet sigh of relief when Uncle Harry winked at me
and released my mouth. He nodded toward the crack with a questioning look,
and I mouthed, "Two guys fucking."

Uncle Harry let a big grin break out before motioning for me to go back to
my viewing. As I looked back through the crack to watch cousin Evan getting
fucked, I felt Uncle Harry step up behind me and press his cock against the
ass of my Speedos. At the same time, he reached around and wrapped his fist
around my cock to take over the stroking for me. I felt his chest press
against my back and his chin come to rest on the top of my head as he
leaned in to watch the action himself.

"Fuck," said Uncle Harry. Although it was little more than a whisper, the
guy doing the fucking froze.

"What is it?" Evan hissed.

"I thought I heard something," the fucker whispered.

"Come on, I don't have all day," Evan hissed back.

After the briefest of pauses, the fucker resumed his attack on Evan's
ass. I twisted around to give Uncle Harry a dirty look, but he just grinned
and nodded toward the other cubicle. I couldn't believe what he was
suggesting, and I'm sure my look made it clear. All Uncle Harry did was
take a small tube of lube from his shirt pocket and wave it at me.

I mouth, "Oh, why not," and stepped over to the free cubicle. As quietly as
possible, I opened the door and stepped inside. Uncle Harry, walking on tip
toes, followed me. It was all so comical, I had to struggle not to
laugh. Fortunately, the cubicle door was silent on its hinges, and Uncle
Harry timed the closing of the latch so it was covered by the sounds of
flesh slapping flesh in the other cubicle.

Uncle Harry motioned for me to assume the same position that Evan was
enjoying. I quickly forced my Speedos down the floor and stepped out of
them. I then leaned forward to plant my hands against the wall and present
my ass for Uncle Harry's pleasure.

Uncle Harry licked his lips as he squirted some lube onto his fingers. I
turned my head back toward the wall and let it drop forward as Uncle Harry
began to work his fingers and the lube into my ass. I relaxed and let him
explore as deep as his fingers could go, and then I began to gently fuck
myself back onto his fingers. Uncle Harry used his free hand to massage my
ass cheeks, my hip, and my lower back.

I turned my head back toward Uncle Harry and mouthed, "Fuck me!" And yes,
my look was an order, not a request. Uncle Harry grinned, withdrew his
fingers from my ass, and wiped the excess lube onto his cock to get it
ready. I turned back to the wall, let my head drop, and relaxed my ass,
waiting for the pleasure that was to come. I didn't have to wait long.

Uncle Harry pressed the head of his cock against my asshole. I consciously
relaxed my ass muscles as much as possible and pressed back. Our combined
pressure worked, and Uncle Harry's cock popped into my asshole and
continued traveling forward. In one steady, smooth motion, Uncle Harry
buried his cock all the way up my ass. He grabbed my hips firmly with his
rugged hands and gave several short pulses with his hips, pressing his cock
as deep as possible and crushing his pubes firmly against my ass.

"Ready?" Uncle Harry asked, loud and clear.

I looked around in surprise and saw Uncle Harry grinning from ear to
ear. The sounds in the next cubicle had stopped.

"Yes, now fuck me," I said, just as loud and clear as he had asked the
question.

Uncle Harry pulled back his hips until his cock almost popped out of my
ass, and then he thrust forward until his crotch crashed against my ass and
his cock impaled me. Without missing a beat, he withdrew and then thrust,
withdrew and then thrust. There was now a steady slapping of flesh against
flesh as Uncle Harry worked my ass. When I realized that flesh was slapping
flesh again in the other cubicle as well, I turned and grinned at Uncle
Harry. He grinned back at me as he continued to pound my ass.

Just as I was getting ready to turn my face back toward the wall, Uncle
Harry gave me a wink. I looked at him quizzically, but he just silently
took one of his hands off my ass and stretched out to place it on top of
the fucker's hand on the shared cubicle wall. I watched in amazement as the
other fucker twisted his hand around and explored Uncle Harry's hand until
their fingers were completely intertwined in a mutual grip.

I shook my head in disbelief at Uncle Harry's audacity, and then I turned
to face forward and just enjoy the pure pleasure I was being given as Uncle
Harry's cock traveled in and out of my ass, in and out, in and out. Uncle
Harry used his free hand to massage my lower back, and I sighed at the
touch of his hand on my skin.

I suddenly remembered why I'd come to the changing room in the first
place. I shifted my left hand toward the center of the wall in front of me,
so that one hand would balance all of my weight. I released my other hand
from the wall and used it to force my stiff cock down toward the toilet I
was already straddling. I tried to ignore the pounding my ass was getting
and just concentrate the piss I needed. Finally, a stream of piss shot out
of my cock and splashed into the toilet. It kept going and going and going.

"Someone's pissing like a racehorse," the stranger laughed.

"And getting ridden like one too," Uncle Harry laughed back, as he
continued to pound his cock into my ass.

When my piss finally dwindled to a few random drops, I began to stroke my
cock and work up a different king of load. My shaft quickly became coated
with my oozing precum, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could last.

"Want to trade?" Uncle Harry called out.

I froze with my hand still on my cock and shot a look of panic over my
shoulder and directly at Uncle Harry. He silently motioned with his free
hand for me to remain calm, while he continued to fuck me but with a slower
and gentler motion. I stared at him for a moment, and then I rolled my eyes
while I shook my head in amused disbelief.

There were several whispered exchanges back and forth in the other cubicle,
and then the fucker called out, "We're willing if you are."

"Definitely," I called out with a laugh.

Uncle Harry laughed and slapped my ass as he pulled his cock out. "You're a
good kid," he said with a smile. He leaned in for a quick kiss. "We'll
finish this later, though," he added with a grin.

"Definitely," I said with a soft laugh.

Uncle Harry stepped out of the cubicle. I heard some quick indistinct
exchanges as he passed Evan's fucker, and then the fucker was entering my
cubicle and closing and latching the door.

"I haven't got all day," I heard Evan say. "My cousin's bound to come
looking for me soon."

"Then face the wall and get ready for the fuck of your life," Uncle Harry
replied. That was quickly followed by a muffled howl from Evan and a
satisfied sigh from Uncle Harry, followed by a very satisfied moan from
Evan. There was no doubt that Uncle Harry now had his cock buried in cousin
Evan's ass as the steady slap of flesh against flesh resumed.

I smiled at the guy with the beard and mustache and started to turn to
assume the position.

"Umm...," the stranger said with a slight sound of embarrassment.

I turned and looked at him and saw that he was leaning back against the
cubicle door. Since he seemed to be hesitating, I jumped to the conclusion
that he was disappointed with the exchange. "Sorry," I mumbled, as I bent
over to pick up my Speedos.

"Woah," he said, motioning for me to stop putting on the Speedos. "I just
wanted to know if you.... Well, umm, do you kiss?"

I laughed with relief and said, "Definitely."

"Good," he replied, "because I've wanted those lips ever since I saw them
out by the pool."

"They're all yours," I said with a smile.

The man stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me. My eyes rolled back
as I luxuriated in the feel of his hairy chest against my smooth chest. Our
hard cocks were pressed together between our stomachs. I licked my lips
reflexively and then relaxed as he leaned down slightly so our lips could
meet.

The feel of his mustache meeting my upper lip and his beard rubbing against
my chin sent shivers through my body as he took a slight nibble on my lower
lip. I brought the first kiss to a quick end so I could just rub my skin
against his facial hair. I stretched forward to run my smooth cheek along
his bearded cheek, and then I swung my head around to experience the same
sensations with my other cheek. I then pulled back slightly, and our eyes
explored each other for a brief moment before our lips came together again
in what can only be described as an all-consuming kiss. Our lips quickly
gave way as our tongues battled for superiority. I tasted his sweet saliva
and inhaled his mint-flavored breath.

The stranger ground his cock against mine as he broke our kiss and began
his own exploration. He nibbled on my lower lip again before licking down
my chin, down my throat, past my Adam's apple, and on to my collar
bone. The feel of his tongue, not to mention the slapping skin in the next
cubicle, was driving me crazy. I reached down and wrapped my fist around
his cock and began slowly stroking back and forth along the shaft. I hadn't
looked earlier, but I could tell that he was uncut, which sent its own
shiver of pleasure through my body.

I sighed when the stranger reached between my legs to cup my balls as he
dragged his tongue back up along the side of my neck. He took my tender
earlobe into his warm mouth. He sucked on my lobe for a few seconds, gave
it a couple light nips with his teeth, and then moved on up to explore my
ear with his tongue. My knees about buckled as he ran his tongue around to
trace all the curves and crevices of my ear before pressing forward as if
he wanted to tongue-fuck my ear.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned as I suddenly found myself beyond the point of no
return. I quickly thrust my cock against his stomach, clutched his broad
shoulders with my desperate fingers, and pressed my ear more firmly against
his eager tongue. The stranger suddenly gave my balls a firm squeeze, and
that was the final straw. I began to gasp for breath as my muscles
contracted and my cock began to spew hot cum against this stranger's
stomach. I frantically twisted my head, dragging his beard across my skin,
until our lips again met in another desperate kiss. As my body continued to
convulse with my orgasm and I continued to unload cum in shot after shot
after shot, I desperately wanted to become one with this man who was a
complete stranger to me.

My orgasm finally began to subside, and our kissing became more tender. I
opened my eyes and saw that the stranger's eyes were open as well. With a
few quick pecks, we brought the kissing to an end. Exhausted, I sank slowly
back onto the toilet seat, and my hands trailed down along the stranger's
muscular arms as he continued to offer gentle support. I laughed when one
of my hands suddenly ran through a sticky patch and I realized that
everything below the elbow on the arm with the hand that had been clutching
my balls moments before was covered in the cum that had erupted from those
balls.

Locking eyes with the stranger, I brought my palm up to my lips and licked
the cum off of it. I then took his hand in mine and began licking each of
his fingers. After licking each finger, I seductively sucked each finger,
giving it a few head bobs as if I were sucking a cock. From the corner of
my eye, I saw the stranger wrap his other hand around his cock and slowly
pump it in rhythm with my sucking of his fingers.

I spent extra time on his thumb. I sucked it firmly and swirled my tongue
around it. I nibbled on the end and then sucked some more. All the time, I
continued to have my eyes locked with the stranger's eyes, but I also
managed out of the corner of my eye to continue watching him stroke his
uncut cock.

Once the stranger's fingers and palm were all clean, I turned it over and
licked the back, tracing each of the veins that my tongue could feel
standing out on his skin. I saw him lick his lips and then bite down on his
lower lip as he began to increase the speed with which he was pumping his
cock. My tongue explored among the hair on his forearm until there was no
more cum for me to find. I licked my lips and reached out to cup his balls
just as he'd cupped mine.

Without breaking eye contact, I slipped off of the toilet seat and knelt on
the floor in front of the stranger. "More," I said, and then I opened my
mouth wide right in front of his bouncing cock head.

"Oh fuck," the stranger moaned as his breathing suddenly became ragged and
his stroking of his cock became frantic. I tightened my grip on his balls,
and he uttered, "Oh yes!"  His fist was now flying so fast that it was
almost a blur. I was suddenly conscious again of the sound of flesh
slapping flesh in the other cubicle. Uncle Harry's fuck strokes were almost
as frantic as the stranger's stroking.

"Are you cumming?" Uncle Harry called out jovially between jagged breaths.

"Fuck yeah," the stranger moaned.

"Me too," Uncle Harry moaned back. "One. Two. THREE!"

The moment that Uncle Harry finished the countdown, the stranger thrust his
cock forward through his fist, pulling the foreskin back, and as Uncle
Harry let out a roar that left no doubt about the fact that he was filling
cousin Evan's ass with cum, the stranger unleashed a torrent of his own hot
cum that poured directly into my mouth. I swallowed once in a desperate
attempt to keep up with the flood and was rewarded with a load on my lips
and nose. I quickly opened my mouth for the next load, and the next, and
the next.

As the final load of cum oozed out of the stranger's cock, I leaned forward
and licked it clean. Looking up at the smiling stranger, I licked the
excess cum from around my lips. The stranger reached out and scooped up the
cum that had landed on my nose. I thought he was going to feed it to me,
but instead, he winked at me and lifted his finger to his mouth so he could
eat the cum himself.

"Mmmmm," he said with a smile, and I gave a slight sigh of agreement.

*****

The stranger just stood there in all his naked, hairy, uncut glory and
watched me pull up my white Speedos and try to get my still-plump cock
situated in them.

"You might want these," Uncle Harry laughed, as a pair of baggy trunks came
flying over the cubicle wall.

"Thanks, Harry" the stranger called back as he began to pull on the trunks
and his delicious cock disappeared. He leaned in for one final quick kiss
and a grope at my package. "And thanks to you too."

"Any time," I smiled.

The stranger opened the door and stepped out into the changing room, and I
followed him. Uncle Harry grinned at me as he stepped out of the other
cubicle and put his arm around the stranger. "So, which did you prefer?"
Uncle Harry asked the stranger, but with a wink at me.

Before the stranger could answer, cousin Evan, adjusting his Speedos,
emerged from his cubicle and attracted everyone's attention. After he was
finally satisfied with how the Speedos were showing off his cock, Evan
looked up and exclaimed, involuntarily, "Joey!"

"Hey," I said casually.

"You two know each other?" Uncle Harry asked.

"Umm, yeah, well, we're..." Evan stammered.

"Cousins," I finished for him. I couldn't help laughing at the surprised
expression that suddenly flashed across Uncle Harry's face. Evan, on the
other hand, gave me a nasty look that had the distinct potential to kill.

Uncle Harry dropped his arm from around the stranger's shoulder, gave a
couple big claps, let out a huge guffaw, and said, "Well, I'll be blowed."

"Maybe later," I said with a laugh of my own. "Hey, wait, woah. He called
you 'Harry' a second ago," I said, pointing at the stranger. "How do you
two know each other?"

The stranger looked almost as nervous as cousin Evan at this turn of
events. I looked back and forth between the two with a growing realizing
that was confirmed when Uncle Harry finally said, "He's my big
brother. Aren't you, Adam?"

It was now my turn to be the surprised one in the group. I'd just eaten cum
from another one of my uncles.

"Yep," Uncle Adam said sheepishly.

"Oh," I said. It was all I could manage.

"Brothers and cousins," Uncle Harry laughed. "Not bad. Of course Adam's my
big brother, but he's not as big as my brother Frank. Is he, Joey?"

"Him and Frank?" Adam asked with surprise, but I was grinning proudly now.

"Yep, Frank and Joe and me and now you," Uncle Harry said as he moved over
to stand behind me and wrap his arms around me. "He's managed the whole
brotherhood quartet."

"How did you know that?" I asked, just a bit surprised.

"Frank told me," Uncle Harry said, "right before he told me you'd headed
off to the pool."

"Frank?!" Evan yelled as the names finally started to sink in. "Oh my
god. No. You can't. Oh fuck. You can't tell Dad. He'll kill
me. Fuck. You're my uncles? Oh god, I just got fucked by my uncles!" Evan
was obviously panicking now and on the verge of hyperventilating.

"Calm down," I said, "It's not that bad."

"You don't know what you're talking about," Evan yelled, "so just shut up."

"Hey, calm down," Uncle Harry said, "and think about it."

"I don't want to think about it," Evan insisted.

"We're your uncles," Uncle Harry continued calmly. "Joey is your
cousin. Think about it."

"Maggie's boy?" Uncle Adam exclaimed.

"None other," smiled Uncle Harry.

"Oh fuck, that's so hot!" Uncle Adam crowed. "We just swap-fucked our
nephews!"

"Well, technically, you didn't fuck me, Uncle Adam," I reminded him.

"You ate my cum," Uncle Adam laughed. "That's good enough for me. Fuck, no
wonder there was something extra special about making out with you. Those
lips."

"See, Evan," Uncle Harry continued. "It's just boys having fun but keeping
it in the family. Nothing to panic about. Besides, if it comes to that, you
didn't know what you were doing, well, who you were doing it with, so Frank
can't blame you for that."

"Besides," I added, "Uncle Frank didn't seem to have any problem blowing a
load down his nephew's throat this morning, so I don't see where he has any
room to complain about you giving up your ass to help out your uncles in
their time of need."

"Did you really suck Dad?" Evan asked sheepishly.

"I have the sore throat to prove it," I laughed.

"He does have a thick dick," Evan said. "I'm impressed."

"That's more like it," Uncle Harry said. "So, you've been checking out your
dad?" he asked with a wink.

"Oh, no, I just, well, you know...," Evan stammered.

"Yeah, we know," Uncle Adam laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get used to it," I added casually.

"What?!" Evan was shocked once again. "I would never."

"Too bad," Uncle Harry said. "Frank does like to share his cock with the
family."

"He's my dad," Evan replied, but with a bit less shock.

"Which is why he'll wait for you to make the first move," Uncle Harry said
seriously.

"You think he might be willing?" Evan asked hesitantly. "He wouldn't be
disgusted with me if I asked?"

"So you have thought about it, then," Uncle Adam said quietly.

"Yeah," Evan confessed. "Ever since I first knew I was gay, his cock was
the one I really wanted to suck. Oh shit, I can't believe I just said
that."

"You can say anything you want around us," Uncle Harry said.

"We're family," Uncle Adam added as he stepped across and put his arm
around Evan's shoulder. "Now let's go get something to eat at the snack
bar, and later we'll go somewhere a little more private to figure out
exactly how we're going to get your hands on your dad's dick."

We all laughed and started to walk back toward the pool.

"Hey," I said, stopping suddenly. "What if Evan 'caught me' with Uncle
Frank and my dad? If he's already part of a father-son threeway, Uncle
Frank might be too horned up to think twice about his own son joining in
for a foursome."

"You and your dad?" Evan asked with obvious surprise.

"Yep," I said with a grin.

"You've done Eddy?" Uncle Adam laughed.

"This kid gets around," Uncle Harry confirmed.

"Damn," Uncle Adam said. "Whose idea was it to have family reunions only
once every ten years? We've lost a lot of time!"

"Then we'd better start making up for it!" Evan exclaimed, and everyone
laughed.

We continued on toward the pool, but when I was about halfway toward the
door, I suddenly slipped on a wet spot. Fortunately, Uncle Harry still had
his arm around me and held me up.

"Watch your step," Uncle Adam said, which was a little too late and not
very helpful.

"There's water everywhere around a pool," Evan laughed.

"I don't think that's water," Uncle Harry said, looking down where I had
slipped.

"That can't be...." I trailed off.

Uncle Harry leaned down, ran his finger through the liquid, sniffed it, and
then licked his finger clean. Finally, he said, "If it looks like cum,
feels like cum, and tastes like cum, it's cum."

"So it looks like we had an observer," Uncle Adam said.

"From the pattern of it," Uncle Harry said looking closer, "I'd say it was
more like an audience of at least two, possibly three."

"Shit," Evan said, "we could have been arrested."

"These guys were too busy emptying their own balls to call for security,"
Uncle Harry laughed. "Come on, I'm hungry."

Uncle Harry threw his arm around my shoulder again, and we all walked on
out to the pool...with me leaving cum footprints trailing behind.


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