Date: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 21:37:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Satisfying Stevie: Part 4 (gay/incest)

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SATISFYING STEVIE

PART 4

I managed to make it through breakfast and the rest of the morning, in
spite of the memories of my middle son, Stevie, giving me an amazing
blowjob while he thought I was asleep the night before. Stevie was
completely cool, giving no hint that he'd eaten a load of his own dad's cum
within the past twelve hours, and his two brothers acted like it was any
other ordinary day.

After lunch, Jamie, my youngest, suggested going to the football game at
the campus stadium, and the rest of us agreed. It was a close and very
exciting game. When the boys' team managed to survive for a slim victory,
the crowd went wild. Stevie gave me a huge hug to celebrate, and I couldn't
deny that my cock stirred while his arms were wrapped around me and mine
were wrapped around him. In that instant, the feeling of panic
returned. What if Stevie tried to give me another blowjob...or more...while
I was "asleep" that night?

On the walk back to the boys' house, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and
pretended that I'd received a text. "Damn, looks like we'll have to cut
this weekend short, boys."

"Why?" my oldest son, Franky, asked without much concern.

"The White brothers need me back at the farm," I lied.

"Come on, Dad," Jamie laughed. "What could possibly give them trouble?"

"I don't know," I said, not feeling the need to add to the lie, "but I
can't ignore them if they really need me. It is my place, after all, not
theirs." Jamie and Franky shrugged off the change of plans, but I noticed
that Stevie didn't comment at all. To cheer him up, I dropped my arm around
Stevie's shoulder and said, "Why don't we go for a pizza before I set off?
I can't travel on an empty stomach."

"Sounds good to me," Stevie said with a smile as he wrapped his arm around
my waist. His hand started on my hip, but as we walked along, he worked it
up under my shirttail until his warm palm was pressed against the flesh on
my side. I felt a definite stirring in my groin again but tried to ignore
it. "I could eat a horse," Stevie said, grinning at me.

"I'll bet you could," I replied, shocking myself, but I managed to add a
casual wink. I almost laughed when he took a quick gulp of air.

"Are you sure you should be eating pizza," Stevie quickly joked to cover
his discomposure. To drive his point home, he pinched an inch of my minor
spare tire.

"Smart ass," I laughed, pulling Stevie into a headlock with his nose buried
in my armpit. I noticed that he didn't struggle too much to get away as I
gave him a nuggie. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the smell of my pit,
so I finally just released him and ruffled his hair as we arrived at the
pizza joint.

*****

On the way back to my farm, I could hardly keep my mind on my driving. I
just kept going over and over and over the series of events involved in
Stevie eating my ass, sucking my cock, and ultimately eating my huge load
of cum the night before. For the entire drive, my cock kept fluctuating
between semihard and hard, depending on how strongly I fought the images
running through my head.

At times, I became so extremely horny that I had to fight desperately to
control the urge to pull out my cock and jack off as I drove down the
road. More than once, I considered pulling off to the side of the road to
take care of business, but the thought of being caught with my cock in hand
put a damper on the urge momentarily while I drove on through the gathering
darkness.

As I started up the long driveway to my house, my cock kicked back into its
rock-hard state, because it knew that as soon as I got in the house, I was
going to strip off my clothes, put on some straight porn to get my urges
back on the straight and narrow, and jack off a quick load to empty my
straining balls before spending the rest of the evening coaxing out as many
additional loads as I could.

I braked to a quick halt in front of the house and grabbed my travel bag
from the passenger side of the truck. I jumped out of the truck and was
about to slam the door before making a quick dash into the house, but
something caught my eye. Ben White's truck was parked down by the barn, and
there was a faint glow coming from inside the barn.

I threw my bag back in the truck, pulled my shirt out over the front of my
jeans to hide my rigid cock, and headed off toward the barn. I was so
pissed at myself for not having thought to call Ben and tell him I was
coming home early and would take care of the evening chores.

I cursed under my breath with every single stride I took. However, by the
time I got to the barn, I managed to remind myself that it wasn't Ben's
fault that I hadn't thought ahead. I stopped at the barn door to catch my
breath and calm down. Once I was sufficiently composed, I reached out to
open the door but froze when a moan escaped through the initial narrow
opening.

"Oh yeah, that's it," a voice groaned.

I put an eye up to the crack in the door and was both relieved and shocked
at what I saw. On the relieved side, I was glad to discover that none of my
livestock was involved in providing the obvious pleasure that was being
experienced inside my barn. On the shocked side, I was completely surprised
to discover what the White brothers were doing.

I've known Ben and Robert White for ages. Ben, short for Benjamin, was the
older of the two by a couple years. Robert's real name was actually Bob,
but when he was little, someone made a joke about calling him Robert for
short, and it stuck. They were teenagers when their parents bought the farm
next to mine, so I watched them grow into manhood. They even helped me out
on my farm for many years before my own boys came along and eventually grew
into useful farmhands. When the Whites' father passed away, I reciprocated
and helped them out as much as I could and came to feel like a valued older
brother. However, I think my time spent on the White farm at that point was
actually the last straw for my wife, who somehow got the mistaken idea that
I was having an affair with Mrs. White--never minding the fact that the
woman was fifteen years too old for me.

Well, when I looked through that barn door, I got a completely different
view of my longtime friends. Down at the entrance to the last stall, Robert
White was bent at the waist with his hands tied to the middle railings on
either side of the stall. He had a red bandana tied over his eyes, and his
legs were spread to provide balance. On top of all that, Robert was stark
naked! I smiled when I saw that he was tanned all over except on his ass
and upper thighs, which were bright white. "Again, Ben," Robert moaned to
his older brother.

Ben, who stood behind Robert, was still wearing all of his clothes, so the
interesting thing about him was that he was holding my favorite riding
quirt in his right hand. As he raised it, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Robert assured him. "And harder this time!"

I watched with amazement as Ben swung the quirt down and struck Robert's
ass with a loud smack. Robert jumped slightly before moaning, "Oh
yeah. Again. Harder." Ben repeated the punishing swing, and after another
slight jump upon impact, Robert moaned again, "Oh fuck yeah."

"I don't want to hurt you," Ben said with obvious concern in his voice.

"I'm fine," Robert said with a hint of laughter. "Do it again, Big
Brother."

As Ben raised his arm for another strike, I opened the barn door just
enough for me to slip inside and close it behind me. I was too fascinated
to leave the White brothers to their activities, even though I knew it
wasn't my business. I edged into the shadows as Ben struck again.

"Oh god, yes!" Robert yelled, and then he begged, "Harder."

Ben shook his head but did as Robert requested. Even from across the barn,
I could see the red welts flaming on Robert's white ass cheeks. The next
strike was the hardest yet. Robert screamed upon impact and twisted away
from the blow. My jaw dropped open as I saw for the first time how big and
especially how hard Robert's cock was while taking a whipping. Whatever the
reason for the situation, Robert was obviously getting sexual pleasure from
it.

I unconsciously reached down and traced my own hardon in my jeans as Ben
stepped closer to Robert and began running his hand lightly over the red
streaks. "I think that's enough," Ben said softly.

"I can take it," Robert insisted. "Harder. Please. I want it harder."

"One more," Ben said, with a note that indicated it would definitely be the
final blow.

"Thank you, Ben," Robert sighed as he braced himself.

I could feel my breathing speeding up with excitement, and I gripped my
cock firmly through my jeans as I watched Ben raising the quirt again. My
mouth opened slightly and I licked my lips in anticipation. Ben swung his
arm down, and I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sound of leather
striking flesh.

Robert let out a guttural moan of pure pleasure as the sound of the strike
died away. I must have moaned or made some other noise, because when I
opened my eyes, Ben was looking right at me. I froze with my hand still
grasping my cock through my jeans.

"Don't move," Ben ordered, and then he walked a few steps toward
me. Keeping his eyes locked on my location, Ben squatted down to go through
a pile of clothes on the floor. The clothes obviously belonged to Robert,
and Ben pulled a tube of something out of the pile. Still looking in my
direction, Ben said, "You'll like this...Robert."

When he was standing beside Robert again, Ben finally dropped his eyes to
watch what he was doing. He opened the tube and squeezed a cream of some
sort into his palm.

"Oh yeah," Robert sighed as Ben started gently rubbing the cream onto
Robert's red ass. "That feels good."

"It sure does," Ben said, dropping the cream and starting to massage
Robert's ass cheeks with both hands. "You sure have a nice ass, Robert."

"So you've said a few times before," Robert replied, twisting his
blindfolded head as if he could see Ben behind him. "Get me ready."

"You sure?" Ben asked. "It's getting late."

"We've got plenty of time," Robert assured him. "Mom isn't expecting us
home for a while, and Mark isn't due home until tomorrow evening."

I froze at the mention of my name, but Ben continued. "Your ass is pretty
red. Are you really sure you want to have it fucked too?"

"You know how much I like your cock, Big Brother," Robert laughed. "You
wouldn't deprive me of it, would you?"

Ben looked back in my direction again and said, "You know I like fucking
your ass as much as you like having it fucked."

"Even after all these years?" Robert joked.

"It feels like the first time every time," Ben assured him.

"Then get on with it," Robert said. "I wanna get fucked like it's the first
time, Ben."

"Let me get ready," Ben said.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere," Robert laughed.

Ben unbuttoned his shirt and then stopped. He paused, looked in my
direction, and then glanced back at Robert's waiting ass. My eyes widened
as Ben finally started walking softly toward me. I gulped, waiting for him
to discover me and tell me off. It never occurred to me that I should be
the one to tell him off for getting ready to fuck his own brother in my
barn.

I held my breath as Ben came closer and closer. I thought maybe he would
decide he was being paranoid and turn around at any moment, but he
didn't. He kept walking closer and closer until there was no question that
he could tell someone was definitely standing in the shadows. Locking his
eyes on mine, he reached out and pressed his hand against mine on my
crotch. I slid my hand out from under his, allowing him to feel my hard
cock struggling against my jeans. I trembled at his touch and even let out
a soft moan.

Ben smiled and lifted a finger to his lips to motion for me to be
silent. He then took me by the wrist and began to lead me across the barn.

"What the fuck's taking you so long?" Robert asked.

"Just getting ready," Ben replied as we arrived behind Robert. "Relax," he
added, and I wasn't sure whether he was talking to Robert or to me.

"I need a cock in me so bad," Robert moan.

"And you're gonna get one," Ben chuckled as he began to unbutton my
shirt. He nodded down at my boots, and I quickly kicked them off. He pushed
my shirt off of my shoulders and pulled it off behind me. Ben dropped my
shirt on the ground and brought his hands around to rest on my pecs.

With a grin, Ben pinched each nipple and twisted them slightly. My eyes
bugged out, my jaw dropped open, and it took all of my willpower to stifle
a shocked moan of pleasure. Ben opened his hands and let his palms rest on
my nipples for a short while before trailing his hands down over my
slightly rounded, hairy stomach. My body shivered with pleasure, and Ben
undid the buckle on my belt.

"You're killing me here," Robert groaned impatiently, waving his ass in my
direction. "I need to get fucked!"

I quickly shoved Ben's hands out of the way, unzipped my jeans, shoved my
jeans and underwear down, and stepped out of them. I tossed the jeans and
underwear on top of my boots, and when I looked up, I saw Ben giving me a
huge grin and shaking his head. He looked down and saw my rigid uncut cock,
raised an eyebrow, and mouthed, "Nice."

"Thanks," I mouthed back with a sheepish grin, and then a sudden wave of
panic washed over me. I'd never fucked a man in my life! I was ashamed that
I was so eager to shove my cock up Robert's ass when he'd never given me
any indications of this nature in all the time I'd known him.

Ben must have noticed my sudden hesitation, because he slapped Robert on
the ass and said, "Nobody likes cock as much as you, do they, Robert?"

"Not that I've ever met," Robert laughed.

"And you've had plenty of cock up that ass of yours, haven't you?"

"You know it, Big Brother. I just can't get enough. Oh, stop teasing me,
Ben. Fuck me!"

Ben raised his eyebrow at me again, as if to say, "See, he really does want
it." He picked up the tube of cream and squirted more in his palm. I waited
for him to apply it to Robert's ass, but he reached out and grasped my cock
instead. I grabbed his arm to steady myself as my mouth opened in another
silent scream of pleasure.

"That sounds good," Robert moaned as the cream on my cock began squishing
through Ben's fingers.

"Just about ready," Ben confirmed as he lifted my palm and squeezed more
cream into it. He nodded toward Robert's ass and then stepped around behind
me. I hesitated until Ben nudged me forward. I glanced over my shoulder,
and Ben gave me a final nod of encouragement.

I stepped as close as I could to Robert without making contact, and Ben
stepped right up behind me. He reached around me with both arms. One of his
hands grabbed my right wrist and guided that hand, which held the cream,
onto his brother's ass. Ben's other hand grabbed my other wrist and guided
that hand onto my own cock.

"Oh yeah," Robert sighed as I applied more cooling cream to his cheeks,
which were still covered with red welts. "That's it," he moaned as Ben
continued to guide my hand and my fingers slid between Robert's
cheeks. "Mmmmm."

Ben released my wrists and trailed his hands up along my hairy, muscled
forearms and biceps until his hands came to rest on my shoulders. I tensed
slightly when I felt Ben's crotch pressing against my own ass, but I
quickly realized that it was his jeans I felt, and as long as that's what I
felt, nothing was going to happen to me back there.

I took a huge breath and finally just let my lust take over. It had been
building all day, and I'd reached the point of no return. I just had to get
off, and if Robert liked cock in his ass as much as he said he did,
then... Well, why the fuck not? I roughly worked my fingers deeper into
Robert's crack in search of his asshole.

"That's better," Robert sighed. "I want you inside me so bad."

"You're gonna love it," Ben whispered over my shoulder. Again, I wasn't
sure whether he was talking to Robert or to me, but at that point, I didn't
care anymore. I just began to work two fingers, cream and all, into
Robert's ass.

"Oh yeah," Robert moaned, and I could feel him pressing his ass back onto
my fingers even though his motions were somewhat restricted by his hands
still being tied to the side rails. I fucked my fingers into him roughly,
since he seemed to enjoy it that way, and then added a third and then a
fourth. "Oh god, I'm good, Ben. Really. I gotta have your cock!"

"Then you're gonna get it," Ben said over my shoulder as I pulled my
fingers out of Robert's ass and grabbed my rigid cock. I pulled the
foreskin back and discovered that I was leaking more precum than I'd ever
done before.

"Yeah," Robert sighed as Ben grabbed my hips and began pressing me forward,
driving my cock head between Robert's cheeks. My cock pressed against his
asshole, but I hesitated slightly. I didn't want to be too urgent. "Oh,
come on, Ben, stop teasing me!" Robert screamed.

"FUCK YOU!" Ben growled over my shoulder as he shoved my hips forcefully
and drove my cock deep into his younger brother.

"YES!" Robert roared back as he took my cock all the way up his ass in one
fell swoop.

"Nice," Ben hissed in my ear as he raised his hands to my shoulders and
began massaging them. "Fuck him," he whispered.

"Oh god, fuck me!" Robert begged when I remained motionless for a moment
too long.

There was no going back after that point. I had my cock in a man's ass for
the first time, and stopping wouldn't have undone that. Not that I wanted
to stop. I'd never had my cock in anything so warm and tight, and once it
had started, I was determined to enjoy it. Robert sighed as I slowly pulled
my cock out of his ass. Ben continued to massage my shoulders encouragingly
as he pressed the crotch of his jeans against my bare ass.

Ben pressed his hard jeans-covered cock against my ass, and I followed his
forward motion to fuck my cock back into Robert's ass. Robert sighed with
pleasure as he was filled with my cock and moaned when it was pulled out of
him again. Ben wrapped his arms around me with one hand nestled in the hair
on my chest and one nestled in the hair on my belly. He pressed his entire
body against my back and began to sway with me as I began to establish a
steady motion of fucking his brother.

"Mmmm, feels so good," Ben sighed as he rubbed his hands through my fur and
nuzzled his nose against my ear.

"Too fucking right," Robert agreed. "Oh god, fuck me harder, Ben. Harder."

I gripped Robert's hips firmly as I pulled my cock out of his ass, and then
I slammed it hard and deep. "Yeah," Ben moaned with approval.

"Again, again," Robert begged. "Fuck me hard, BEN!"

I began to pound my cock into Robert's ass as Ben continued to sway his
body with mine. A deep moan escaped my lips when Ben suddenly bit down
gently but firmly on my earlobe.

"That's it, Ben, enjoy my ass as much as I enjoy your cock," Robert
laughed.

"Oh, I do," Ben chuckled as I continued to fuck his brother with powerful
thrusts.

I let out another moan as Ben licked down the side of my throat, and I
could feel his hard cock pressing firmly against my ass. I prayed he didn't
get so carried away that he pulled that cock out of his jeans to attack my
ass for real. Fortunately, he seemed to be contented to hump my ass through
his jeans as I fucked his brother.

"HARDER!" Robert ordered, and I did my best to comply. I even gave him a
sharp slap on the ass, and he responded with a shudder of pleasure.

As I continued to drive my cock into Robert, Ben continued to run his hands
through my body hair and chew on my earlobe. I gave in and dropped my head
back on Ben's shoulder so he could rub his stubbled cheek against
mine. "Mmmmm," I sighed.

"Slap me again," Robert ordered. "Slap my ass again!" I lifted my head and
smiled as I gave Robert's ass another good smack, and he moaned.

"He sure loves it rough," Ben laughed.

"He sure does," Robert groaned. "YES!" he screamed when I gave him another
sharp slap and thrust even harder, slamming my cock deep into his tight
asshole.

Ben ran his hand down over my belly as I pulled out of Robert, but Ben
didn't stop. He drove his fingers down my treasure trail and entwined them
in my thick bush of pubes. I couldn't stop my rhythmic motion, and my next
thrust pinned Ben's hand between my crotch and his brother's ass. I pulled
back quickly, but it was too late.

"What the fuck?" Robert shouted, having felt my hands on his hips and a
third one pressed against his ass.

"Easy, Robert," Ben said calmly, "just enjoy the ride." Ben then grabbed my
hips and forced my cock back into his brother's asshole. "That's it," Ben
said encouragingly as he stepped around me, but I didn't move.

"Well, whoever you are," Robert finally moaned, "don't stop now. Either
fuck me or get out of my ass so Ben can do it!"

"You've got it, Robert," I said, grabbing his hips and resuming the hard
fuck he so obviously needed.

"Oh fuck, is that you, Mark?" he asked.

"Is that a problem?" I grunted.

"Only if you don't fuck me hard enough," Robert moaned.

"Oh, I'll fuck you hard enough," I said, giving him a quick smack on the
ass before plunging my cock into him.

"I knew you'd like it," Ben said with a grin. Again, I didn't know whether
he was talking to me or to Robert, but I didn't care. I just wanted to fuck
Robert's ass for all it was worth and fill it with the load of cum that had
been building up in my balls all day long.

I looked down, and the sight of my cock sliding in and out of Robert's
asshole mesmerized me for the longest time. My cock plunging in and out of
another man's ass was a sight I'd never even contemplated before, and it
felt so fucking amazing!

"Yeah, suck my cock, Little Brother," Ben growled, and I looked up to
discover that he'd slipped under Robert's outstretched arms and was now
standing in front of him. Ben had pulled his cock and balls out of his
jeans and was standing with both hands gripping his brother's head while
his cock was sliding in and out of his brother's mouth. Robert responded
with a muffled groan of pleasure.

"That's fucking hot," I moaned as I quickly adjusted my strokes so that Ben
and I were both fucking our cocks into Robert at the same time.

"It sure is," Ben agreed with a wink. He then grinned at me as we both
continued to stare at each other as we fucked Robert.

My cock felt so amazing, and I wanted to look down again to see it doing
its job, but I couldn't break eye contact with Ben. There was something so
powerful in his gaze that I couldn't look away. It was almost as if, even
though we were physically fucking his brother, Ben was mentally fucking me
and I was mentally fucking him.

"Mmmph!" Robert moaned around his brother's cock, and it ended the
moment. Ben looked down at his brother's blindfolded face, and I looked
down at Robert's welt-covered ass and my cock sliding easily in and out of
it. We both interpreted Robert's moan as another request to be used harder,
and we both complied, battering him at both ends in silence for a time.

"You know," Ben finally grunted as he again slowed the face-fucking of his
brother, "I think you're enjoying this almost as much as Franky and Jamie
did the first time they fucked Robert."

"What?" I was shocked and I froze with my cock buried to the balls in
Robert's ass.

"Don't stop," Ben ordered.

After a moment, I resumed a steady, slow fucking motion, but I was
definitely distracted now. "How? When?"

"Oh, years ago," Ben replied casually. "Franky was talking about how horny
he was one day, and Robert just offered to help him out."

"Mmmmm," Robert moaned in apparent confirmation.

"And Jamie?" I asked, still unable to take it all in, but still also
mechanically fucking Robert and enjoying the feeling of his warm tunnel on
my straining cock.

"I guess your boys talked to each other," Ben laughed, "because Jamie just
asked out of the blue one day if he could fuck Robert too."

"The little shit!" I said with a mixture of shock and pride. "So they know
you two... Well, that you...?"

"Not that I know of," Ben replied. "I don't think they even know that I
know they fuck Robert."

"Still?"

"Whenever they need to let off steam when they're home," Ben confirmed. "Of
course, they don't know I watch whenever I can, especially when they
double-team him like you and I are doing now."

"Do they...?" I couldn't get it out. I looked down for a few seconds as my
cock slid smoothly in and out of Robert's tight, grasping asshole. "You
know... Like you and Robert do?"

"Do they fuck each other?" Ben laughed. "Not that I know about. Sometimes
they just can't wait to take turns at Robert's asshole, so they have to
share." I grinned, knowing how impatient my boys could be, and then another
thought struck me. I wanted to ask, but I wasn't sure I really wanted to
know. Ben looked down at his brother swallowing his cock and then looked up
slyly with a raised eyebrow to ask, "Anything else you want to know?"

All I could manage was to say, "Stevie?" Then I quickly looked back down at
my cock as it picked up the pace pounding Robert's ass.

"You sure you want to know?"

"Yes," I replied without looking up.

"He prefers Robert's position," Ben replied softly. When I looked up, he
was staring at me. He had stopped thrusting his hips, so Robert was doing
all the work now, bobbing his head frantically to continue sucking Ben's
cock.

"Don't worry," I reassured him. "I know he's gay."

"Yeah, but knowing and hearing can be two different things," Ben said as he
casually started face-fucking his brother again. "I don't know whether
Franky and Jamie told him about Robert or not. But Stevie came over to our
place one day and asked if Robert would teach him about fucking and
sucking."

"I'm glad he had someone to talk to," I said honestly.

"Well," Ben chuckled, "Robert agreed to teach him all about sucking, but he
said Stevie would have to ask me about the fucking part."

"And you agreed, you shit!" I laughed, now pumping Robert's ass steadily,
thrusting deep and hard.

"Wouldn't you?" Ben laughed and then realized what he'd implied.

"I don't know, but I can say that Robert did a good job teaching him." I
shocked myself by blurting that out, and I hoped the comment would go
unnoticed, but Ben didn't miss it or pretend not to understand.

"Stevie's sucked you?" Ben asked with obvious surprise.

I focused my gaze on my cock as it continued to pump in and out of Robert's
hungry ass. "When he thought I was asleep," I finally muttered.

"The little bastard," Ben laughed. "When? Where? How?" He emphasized each
question with a firm thrust of his cock into his brother's throat.

I began to relate the events of the previous night, and as I went over the
minute details of how my own son had sucked me for the very first time, I
could feel my own body going into a heightened state of awareness. My
breath became ragged to the point where I could hardly talk.

I punctuated each sentence by plunging my cock into Robert's ass. Ben also
seemed to be responding to the story and was becoming more forceful as he
thrust his meat into his brother's mouth and down his throat. Robert gagged
at the deep penetration, but Ben did not let up.

"I had to cum. I couldn't stop myself," I groaned when I finally reached
the end of the story. "I couldn't believe I was feeding my own son a load
of cum. But he ate it all. He sucked me dry. He wanted more." In my mind, I
once again saw Stevie eagerly devouring my cum. "OH FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM!" I
bellowed as I grabbed Robert's hips tighter than ever and thrust my rigid
cock as deep in his ass as it would go.

"Oh god, me too," Ben moaned, and I could see his hands tighten their grip
on Robert's head.

"OH FUCK!" I groaned as my body began to shake and my cum began to flood
Robert's ass.

"SHIT YEAH!" roared Ben as he threw his head back and unleashed he own
pent-up load of cum into his own brother's mouth.

With every load of cum, my body reflexively pulled my cock an inch or so
out of Robert's ass and slammed it back in to make the deposit. I gripped
Robert's hips so tightly that when I finally released them, after releasing
my final load of cum into him, I could still see my handprints.

I paused for a moment, trying to catch my breath, and then I slowly pulled
my cock out of Robert's ass. From the pressure he applied, it was obvious
that he didn't want to let me go, but I was exhausted. I turned and backed
up against the side of the stall before lowering myself to the ground.

Ben finally released Robert's head and slowly slid his cock out of Robert's
mouth. "Fuck! That was amazing!" Robert said when he was finally able to
talk again.

"We're not finished yet, Robert," Ben said as he slipped under Robert's
outstretched arm, stood up, and walked around behind Robert. I watched with
fascination as Ben gripped his still-hard cock and gently eased it into
Robert's relaxed asshole.

"Oh yeah," Robert sighed as Ben pressed himself balls deep into his
brother, leaned over his brother's back, wrapped his arm around his
brother's waist, and began jacking his brother's rigid cock. "Mmmm," Robert
groaned, and I could see him straining against the ropes that bound his
wrists as he began to fuck his ass back onto Ben's cock and then thrust his
own cock through Ben's tight fist.

As I watched Ben working to satisfy his brother's sexual needs, I knew that
I had to ask the question that I hadn't asked before. I hesitated as I
tried to figure out how to phrase the question. My eyes watched Ben's fist
slowly stroking Robert's cock, and my ears heard the moans of pleasure that
confirmed that Robert was enjoying what his brother was doing for him.

"I always take care of Robert," Ben said, and then he kissed his brother
between the shoulder blades while continuing to fill his ass and stroke his
cock. "That's what brothers are for."

"And," I asked hesitantly, "does Stevie take care of Franky and Jamie?"

"Not that I know of," Ben replied without hesitation.

"SHIT! FUCK!" Robert suddenly screamed. "OH, BEN! I'M GONNA CUM!"

"Then cum, Little Brother, cum. Come for Benny. Show Mark how much you like
me taking care of you!"

"YES!" Robert bellowed as I saw the first jet of cum burst from his cock
and splatter onto the barn floor. "FUCK YES!" he added as his hips slammed
his cock into Ben's fist and more cum flew into the air and splattered on
the floor. "OH, OH, Oh, oh," Robert grunted with each additional
contraction and each additional shot of cum.

"That's a good boy," Ben said soothingly when Robert was finally finished
unleashing his load and his orgasm had subsided.

"Mmmmm," Robert sighed as Ben's cock slid out of his ass and he finally
collapsed to his knees.

Ben pulled off the blindfold and gave Robert a deep kiss on the
mouth. Robert had just taken my cum up his ass and Ben's cum down his
throat, followed by Ben's cock up his ass, and yet, what really surprised
me the most that night was the tender, deep, passionate kiss that those
brothers shared. In that moment, I felt like an intruder in my own barn. I
cleared my throat to attract their attention.

"Sorry about that," Ben laughed. "Almost forgot you were there."

"That's because you didn't have his cock pounding away at your ass for
however long it's been," Robert laughed as Ben began to untie his left
wrist.

"Let me help," I said, quickly moving over to untie Robert's right wrist.

"Thanks," Robert said, giving me a smile. As I worked to untie the knots,
he added cryptically, "He hasn't."

"Who hasn't what?" I asked casually.

"Stevie hasn't done anything with Franky or Jamie," Robert clarified. "At
least he hadn't the last time he was home."

"He would tell you?" I asked with surprise.

"Yeah," Robert replied. "I think he thinks of me as a naughty uncle he can
confide all his sexual secrets too. I'm pretty proud of that. I hope you
don't mind. We pretty much tell each other everything. That's why I'm sure
nothing has happened."

"I'm glad to know he's had someone to talk to," I said honestly. "Does he
know about you two?"

"No," Ben replied.

"Yes," Robert corrected.

"What?" Ben asked with obvious surprise.

"Well," Robert said defensively, "he asked me point blank last summer, and
I wasn't going to lie to him."

"Well, you might have at least told me," Ben said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, I should have. Sorry," Robert replied as his hands were finally
freed and he reached back to rub his red ass.

"I hope I didn't hurt you," I said nervously.

"No, not at all," Robert assured me. "But you might want to after I tell
you that he got the idea for your blowjob from me."

"What?" Ben and I yelled at the same time.

"Um, yeah," Robert stammered a bit. "We were joking one day about how horny
he got around you and his brothers all the time, and I told him he should
just give you a blowjob in your sleep like I did to Dad."

"What?" Ben and I yelled again at the same time only louder.

After that, I sat in stunned silence as Robert told Ben all about having
had sex with their dad on a regular basis while the boys were in high
school. Robert originally gave their dad a blowjob one night when their
mother was away and their dad had had a few too many beers. To Robert's
surprise, their dad hadn't had as many beers as Robert thought; he knew
what was going on and remembered it all. The next time their dad needed
some relief of a sexual nature, he came directly to Robert, who readily
supplied whatever their dad wanted--whether it was sucking or fucking or
both. Ben was obviously shocked by this new revelation, but he did manage
to laugh when Robert finished up by saying, "And since you both preferred
to give rather than to receive, I didn't see any need to tell either of you
about the other."

"You little shit," Ben finally replied, but with a grin. "I think we've got
a lot more to talk about on the short drive home."

"Well," I said, working up the nerve to interrupt, "why don't you call your
mother and tell her you're just going to sleep here tonight? She doesn't
have to know I'm back, and I want to know what other bits of practical
advice that Robert's been giving to Stevie."

"With a few demonstrations along the way?" Ben asked.

"In for a penny, in for a pound," I laughed. I couldn't believe I was being
so casual about man sex, but it was the truth. I'd fucked a man and there
was no going back. I might as well enjoy all that was on offer now that I'd
already sampled it.

"Like son, like father," Robert laughed. "Okay, Ben, you call Mom while I
go have a shower." Robert grabbed his pile of clothes from the ground and
headed toward the barn door.

I watched Robert's white ass disappear into the darkness, and then I
gathered up my own clothes. Ben pulled his phone out of his pocket and
dialed, while I took a moment to admire his body as well. He hadn't
bothered to tuck his cock and balls back in his jeans yet, and I had to
admit that they were impressive, even in a spent state. With his free hand,
Ben started tugging on his semihard cock. I quickly looked up and he gave
me a knowing wink.

"Yeah, hi, Mom. Robert and I are going to spend the night over here. We'll
do the morning chores here and then be home to do them there. That's what
we thought. Save driving time and gas. Okay, sleep tight." Ben switched off
the phone and growled, "I know I will."

"I hope so," I laughed as I turned toward the barn door.

"Oh, you'll do more than hope," Ben said mysteriously as he gave me a hard
slap on the ass and followed me into the darkness.

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I hope you're enjoying this fictional adventure. Always play SAFE in the
real world; you never know where that thing has been! ;)

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