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“Not at all Dad! Shuck off your clothes and jump in.” My father called out in reply before grabbing me by my curls and shoving my face back in Ryan’s sweaty trench.
The spit covered hair rubbed all over my face as I heard Pop stomp on over to the four of us. I couldn’t see him with Dad’s hand still holding me in place but I definitely heard the sounds of them sloppily making out behind me. This only made me harder as I started to really use my tongue to open up Ryan as best I could.
He was a puddle at this point, my finger tips pressing deep into his raised flesh as I tried to steady myself. Dad was now slowly grinding in and talking about the three of us with his father like we didn’t exist aside to get them off..
“You shoulda seen it old man. Your grandsons really didn’t have the common sense God gave them and got reminded of what happens to naughty lil’ shits who don’t follow orders.”
“Oh yeah? Tell me about it boy.” Pop said before I heard a series of sounds out of nowhere. Tape ripping, a heavy clatter as something was tossed to the floor, and the specific noises of a cheek being smacked and Brad’s voice letting out a muffled cry.
The two of them carried on back and forth for a few minutes before all I could hear were a symphony of gags and coughs.
I imagined Pop had shoved, what I pictured in my head to be, a nice fat hog down my big brother’s throat. Brad was probably trying to readjust to finally having his mouth free when it was invaded. The mental image made a small spurt of pre-cum leak from cock, and I felt myself reach down and scoop it up almost subconsciously.
The next steps were almost as second nature when my finger inched it’s way towards the gap between my chin and Ryan’s sloppily open hole.
I used my precum to start begin the process of opening him up even more, and Ryan was really bitching himself out now. He probably hated how much he loved every last minute of it; I knew one day in the near future I would end up somewhere, probably covered in dirt, my brains fucked clear outta my head. When my dick leaked again I already knew what to do - and all the while my tongue had never left his hole.
“Good job getting this hole all nice and stretched out boy.” Pop said with pride in his voice as I heard a mix of a wet hole being fingered roughly and my eldest brother’s deep moans being stifled by cock.
“Thank you sir!” I called back though it came out muffled with Ryan’s cheeks still around my face.
“Now son, you know better than to talk with your mouth full.” Dad joked lamely before finally pulling my head back and letting me suck some air in.
Part of me really didn’t want to stop, but who knew how long until Dad would shove my face wherever he wanted. So I gulped in as much air as I could and blinked my eyes repeatedly to adjust to the sudden light before talking.
“Thank you sir!” I corrected now that I could breathe before continuing. “Dad, I’d really like to bust a nut... please.” as I leaned back into his chest.
At least, I hoped all of that came out clear enough for them to hear. Even with my mouth free Dad was fucking me like he would explode if he stopped, so I’m sure my words came out a sloppy mess.
Looking over the mass of my brothers’ bodies, I saw a bearded grinning figure hunched over and covering Brad with his mass.
“So it sounds like you had a real good birthday, huh’ Jimmy?” Pop asked, his hand wrapped around the back of Brad’s neck while the other stretched him out.
“Yup! Very good birthday so far..” I was able to get out as Dad slowed into a rhythmic fuck.
“Good, now maybe then you can tell me what’s this bullshit your father has got locked around your brothers’ cocks? And why your pa is dressed like some sort of queer?” Pop asked after reaching towards Brad’s junk and fiddling with the chastity device.
“Dad decided that they needed to find out after they fucked around a little too much. I think he looks hot.” I said as succinctly as I could while I felt my father’s mushroom head grind over my prostate repeatedly. He was on a mission to keep me distracted and god knows I barely had the ability to pay attention as is.
My tongue was lolling out of my head and looking over I saw my big bro’s nuts were in a fucking vice grip in Pop’s hand… so I decided to reach over and gave them a light tap. This made Brad’s knees wobble just slightly enough that both Dad and Pop had to stop what they were doing just to make sure he didn’t try to topple over with his arms and legs still taped to the table.
Dad swatted my ass in return once he made sure that he was secure on the table again.
“Watch yourself Jimmy. I won’t hesitate to take you over my knee and let Pop give you some birthday whacks.” He whispered in my ear while moving one of his hands so it fit around my neck while the other rested on my tummy. I stifled a laugh while leaning back into Dad’s pecs and turning my head so that we could kiss.
Pop was still preoccupied with other things though, and left us to our business while he face fucked my brother and eyed the cock cage curiously.
“Either way, I don’t like it.” Called out Pop before releasing Brad’s junk and placing both hands on his head. His belly hung over and rested comfortably on top of it, shifting in the light as he plunged in and out of his mouth.
“Well Dad, it’ll come off after I’m sure the two of them have learned their lesson. But first, we gotta...” my father started before gripping my own cock and giving it a nice squeeze and a coupla jerks.
“Alright, but once these bad boys are off, I’m gunna show you how you can teach them a real lesson without all the stoopid gadgets.” Pop grumbled before finally pulling his cock free with a wet “slrrrp” and a long strand of spit falling to the floor.
Brad was mostly silent, save for the lil gurgle and spurt of drool that came outta his throat as he tried to adjust. His face was red and as he stretched his stubble covered jaw around, I really wished that I was in Pop’s place. I didn’t have much time to think about that though before it was my grandad’s turn to start giving orders to the four of us.
“James, let go of my grandson and let him stand up. It’s time now that I show him how a real man fucks.”
I couldn’t fight the chill that went down my spine, or the second one that creeped through down to my dick as I felt his meat pull out of me. As my dad moved to stand in front of us with a watchful eye, I noticed that I felt surprisingly empty again, and it almost reminded me of how I felt after the toy from earlier.. though his cock had been 10 times better.
Pop moved to swap places with my father, coming up next to me so that he was now behind Brad though all his attention was directed at Ryan and me right now.
“Let me see something real quick Jimmy,” Pop started before shoving his finger inside my still gagged brother and swirling it around. This made Ryan bark out a groan into his boot though no one in the room paid him any mind, least of all Pop who was now using the tip of his free pointer finger to demonstrate his point while he talked at me. “Now you gotta really stretch him out with your fingers boy. Really get your brother wide open and ready for your cock”
Once he had removed his finger from one of their holes, it went right into the other as we took our places behind each jock ass.
I followed his orders, looking over and seeing he was demonstrating what should happen to Ryan on Brad.
Pop’s callused finger was now pushing into my eldest brother, slowly and with patience before pulling all the way back out and adding a second. But once they were both in there, Brad was close to crashing out as our grandfather really used his fingers to really stretch him. He would try to separate the two digits from one another, his thick digits already opening him up as wide as possible.. or so I thought until the words that came outta pop’s mouth next.
“I don’t know why you’re fighting my fingers like this boy - lord knows how many of my buddies fists you took at our veterans day cookout last year!”
The thought of my eldest brother’s hole gaped from taking not one - but multiple - fists was still able to shock me, even after everything I had been through today. For his part, Brad’s head was hung low like he wasn’t even paying attention to anything that was happening around him save for his hole.
Not wanting to wait any longer to get to the good part, I listened to Pop and started to really work on Ryan. The reddish-brown hair that covered his cheeks and centered near his hole was spread out as I slid my pointer finger deep inside him in one go before adding another. In between I made sure to tongue fuck him vigorously so that my big tough brother was left groaning with that deep voice of his while I told him how good his pussy was. How much I was gonna enjoy breeding it.
“Thata boy son. Let him know what’s coming his way. Lil’ slut loves taking loads, just gotta remind him how much fun he has with his legs up in the air.” Dad called from the side, stroking himself slowly and casually tugging on his nuts as he watched the four of us with pride in his eyes.
“Yes sir!” I called back before pulling all my attention on Ryan’s hole again. It was already starting to look like it had hit the beginning stages of being raw and red, but I wasn’t done yet.
Using my two index fingers I hooked them so that I could pull Ryan’s hole open on either end while I gathered as much spit and throat grossness as I could. Once Ryan was ready, I hawked a loogie clear down the center and watched closely as it slid further inside him. Ryan’s muscluar back shuddered, I’m guessing as he felt my spit travel, though all that did was make want to go back for more.
So I did just that.
I went back to my brother’s sweaty ass and I made sure that it was given the same amount of attention that he gave me earlier in the morning. I tongued over every inch of him I could reach from the back, paying the most attention to his hanging nuts that would lurch every time I slid my mouth over it. The best part was when he almost had a fucking stroke as I took both of the hairy orbs into my mouth and made a swirling motion with my tongue.
“Alright enough of the eating him out Jimmy. He’s nice and ready and open for you boy, so I want you to line up your dick and just slide into ‘im.” Pop said softly into my ear, his words drawling out slight and low as he pulled me back up into standing straight.
“Yes sir…” I started off saying, until I realized something and leaned back to ask him “Do you think maybe we could have them on their backs? I kinda wanna see their faces while we fuck..”
The room was silent for all of 1.5 seconds before Pop was yelling again.
“You heard the birthday boy. Let’s get the bitches on their backs.”
Within moments my now naked Dad had jumped into action. He pulled a small knife that hug up on the walls like normal decoration and sliced through the tape that kept them in place. Once that was done he was just as fast about getting them on their backs with their hands taped around their ankles now. Neither one said nothing about being called ‘bitches’ or how roughly they were being manhandled, but I loved looking at Ryan, still gagged by his own stink filled boot, as I hit my dick up and down against his hole.
I was now waiting patiently for Pop to give me the go ahead to start fucking and admiring the hole in front of me. Looking towards his heaving chest I saw the fuzz covered pecs look angrily red as I moved my eyes even further up. His neck looked thick and scrunched as he tried to keep his head straight up with it hanging off the table. I’m sure having a 2.5 lb item strapped to your face didn’t help, but it sure as shit made me harder. Up until I saw how angry his green eyes looked and how much his brow was scrunched up.. as much as it could’ve been.
Then it was like I got hit with something.. and I was now a little nervous.
I mean I had already lost my virginity, and I had no regrets or nothing about today.. it’s just.. When I saw that look in his eyes, and then saw Ryan’s meaty globes inches away from my dick, I started getting in my head that it wasn’t gonna work or that for the first time in my life my dick would go limp or something..
But that was when Pop shocked the piss outta me as he clamped his hand on my back while I was so in my head. It was so bad that I actually jumped forward a little bit and my still hard cock ended up inside Ryan without me even meaning to.
Ryan was as surprised as I was guessing by the fact that he lurched forward and then back, impaling himself a little bit more on me.
Once I had caught my footing and my breath, I finally took a step forward and sunk in the last little bit inside of my brother. Now my pubes were tickling his taint and I was looking straight down at him, I knew that all that macho posturing shit may have had some truth in it, but it was also true that my brother loved cock.
As proven by the fact that his eyes had rolled back into his head as I pulled myself slowly out before pushing back in.
I know this is gonna sound cringey as fuck, it was like my caveman brain had activated and I knew what men have known for all of time. That hole was made for fucking and that I loved fucking hole. So that’s exactly what I did. I pounded into Ryan, tuning out the noises that were coming from around me. The only two people in the room were he and I as far as I was concerned, and I wanted to hear more outta him the longer we went at it.
My hip thrusts started off random and.. well kinda shitty to be honest. I really just wanted to be buried as deep as I possibly could. But the more time passed, the more I realized what actually felt good and what I liked. For instance, scratching the tips of my nails against Ryan’s inner thigh helped him tighten his hole. Or that tugging on his nutsack would get him to try to pull away to the point that I could pound back into him like a fucked up game of tug of war. We went back and forth for a while until eventually I found my own rhythm and sunk into it.
My hips would thrust in and out in controlled measures, making sure that I would pull most of my 6.5 inches out without fully removing myself from his hole. This was rubbing against his prostate like crazy and left his toes curling ever so slightly as I slid back and forth.
Pushing his legs to the side, I smacked Ryan’s once-pale cheek before moving my hand towards his side and chest. I wanted to feel ever inch of him as we fucked, so I rubbed the firm muscled belly that he usually hid behind he work uniform or gym clothes. I was so into it that I even ran my fingers through he sweaty pits and brought them to my nose.
The smell was almost so good that I considered removing my dick from his ass to get a direct hit from the source… almost being the keyword there.
Instead of doing that, I moved my hand to his chest, found his nipples and started tweaking them with the tips of my nails. This got me another deep growl from Ryan, but I also noticed a throb from down low as he caged cock and balls let out a small trail of pre-cum trickle down. I watched closely and helped angle our bodies so that it would trail down onto my cock plunging in and out of him.
This was all it took to bring me close enough to the edge of shooting my load that I thought I was going to bury it deep into Ryan. Only before I could pick up the speed I was being pulled off and pushed back onto the couch behind me.
“Easy there champ. I know you’re eager to knock ‘im up, but you’re not stopping till you fucked him and Brad, got it?” Dad asked from in front of me as he got himself ready to take my spot filling Ryan up.
“Your dad’s right Jimmy. You’re not gonna blow that wad till we tell ya to. Clear?” Pop asked, his tone slightly stern… or as stern as a man could be as he pounded into a perfect muscular hole like Brad’s.
“Understood.” I called back, almost out of breath as I tried to keep my hands off my dick as I watched the live porno in front of me.
My dick never once went down, instead only getting harder and harder as I watched the two old pros go at it. Up and down their asses went, plunging their much larger dicks into my brothers. I know that I shoulda been content just sitting back, but I was still coming down from my lesson from earlier. My fathers blonde fuzz covered cheeks and Pop’s bare bear ass left my mouth watering and I had to do something about it.
So I leaned close to Dad’s first, and without much warning aside from my warm palm on his cheeks, I dove face first into him.
“CHRIST!” He yelled from above, though he made no attempts to push me away. Instead he pushed back farther onto my face, letting me at my goal while he continued to thrust inside Ryan.
I savored the smell of my father’s ass. Sweat, musk, and the faint hints of turf. I could only imagine him back in his coaches uniform barking orders at his players, that only turned into memories of my brothers’ time on the team, which turned into ideas of them in their gear while I played the helpless towel boy. But that would all have to happen at a later time, right now I was focused in on the holes in front of me right now.. and now it was time to swap to the other.
“Shit between the way he fucks and the way he eats ass, he really is a Newly man!” Pop joked before letting out a low belly laugh and smacking the side of my head playfully as I started tonguing around his ring.
I felt my face beam into the ass in front of me before I gulped as much as I possibly could to say thank you to pop personally for the compliment. This was followed by a solid minute and a half of me just going to town. I let my tongue trail from the top of his crack to the bottom of his balls, making sure to stop and pay attention to his hole along the way.
“Oh shit, fuckers got a big tongue on him, huh?” Pop asked as I worked his hole harder and harder.
It was Dad’s turn to laugh now, the two of them bantering with each as I went back and forth between their holes. They moved on from talking about my tongues talents to talking about my brothers holes to reminiscing about their times with Uncle Al.
I don’t know what it was that set them off but not long after they were both roaring into the air about their loads coming down the pipeline.
I wasted no time in getting back on my knees and making sure I was ready to lick up whatever mess was left over. I had another disgusting plan and wasn’t even sure I’d be man enough to follow through.
So as my father came into Ryan, I was there when he pulled his cock out, not only to clean him off (which I did thoroughly) but also to suck as much of his load out of Ryan before it would fall to the floor.
“Jimm-” Dad started before I was back on my feet and pushing my way into Pop’s place behind Brad. Pop seemed to know what he was doing so he just stood by and watched with pride in his eyes as I spat out the load into my palm and lubed myself up.
Looking down and lining myself up, I saw Pop’s load was already about to fall out of Brad and I didn’t want that to happen. So without much warning I buried myself to the base inside my big bro and let the feeling of our grandad’s sperm swimming around inside him act as lube while I pounded away. It was my turn to get off now so I tried something out and gave my own order.
“Dad, get Ryan on his knees and eating my ass… please?” I asked, adding the ‘please’ when I was sure that my old man was going to take me over his knee. Instead he did as I had asked and helped free my brother so that I could feel his tongue at my entrance as I fucked Brad.
The facial hair and his tongue were both strange against my worn opening, but it only added to the sensation as I continued to fuck in and out without any care in the world. I wanted to savor my big bro’s ass, cause something told me that this wouldn’t be happening anytime again in the near future. Ryan at least seemed to like having a dick in him. With Brad it really was like he was biting lip just to keep from whining.
No matter what though, I was going to shoot my load inside him. Maybe it was the realization of me fucking my bro who was always in control and making other people follow his lead, but I could feel my own balls start to churn like they were getting ready to cum.
“Fuck! Dad I’m gon-!!” was all I could get out before Dad was smashing our lips together again. My voice was instantly muffled, and with good reason as Pop bent down on my other side.
He wasn’t one to be left out so he fixed his mouth to my nipple and started to chew on it as I slammed into Brad’s hole. There was no stopping me – I was a bull in rut and I was going to finish strong. My pounding grew angrier as I remembered how much the two of them had jerked me along all day. So with each thrust I pushed my ass a little harder into Ryan’s face before shoving myself as deep inside Brad as I could go until I felt my spunk flow freely from it’s prison.
I was grateful to have both Dad and Pop there to catch me because I felt the wind leave my lungs as I came inside Brad. For as much as dudes in porn talk about how good nutting in a tight hole is, nothing prepares you for how great it actually is.
The feeling of a warm hole clenching and quivering around you as you unload inside it, and it was made all the better by the hole’s owner, left me feeling pretty fucking satisified as my dick pulled out with a plop.
Once I was secure on my feet I pulled away from the two of them and then walked to Brad where I leaned down and pressed my dick to his lips. It must’ve caught him off guard because he accepted it without much of a fight, and I had to fight from laughing as I heard a wolf whistle from Pop as my big bro cleaned me off.
When I was sure that my dick was done I grabbed the knife from the table and undid Brad’s restraints to help him down.
But after I was sure that he could stand without issue I decided to plop in between Dad and Pop on the couch as we all came down from out post-orgasm bliss. The three of us watched Brad and Ryan stretch and readjust all over from their punishment. Their bodies were red all over, their faces were a mix of annoyed and angry, but I didn’t know how much of that was real anger and how much was just cause they hadn’t came in a few hours.
“Wipe those looks off your faces. You know what you did and you know why this is happening.” Dad said matter of factly as he reached for the cigar he had left out earlier. I hadn’t noticed when he had stripped, and I also hadn’t paid much attention to when he grabbed the cigar and a lighter.
None of that was my concern now though, especially as Dad held the now lit cigar in his hand towards me, offering me to take.. a puff? A hit? I would need to learn the proper words later but for now I tried to inhale the cigar like I would a joint. This was only seconds before coughing up a storm as Dad and Pop said “Don’t inhale” at the same time while laughing at me as I tried to catch my breath.
Pop pulled me close as I recovered, cigar in his mouth now as he spoke to my brothers.
“Boys, one of y’all go grab us some beers and the other grab me the card on the table. ”
With their orders, my brothers marched off to fulfill them leaving me alone and surrounded by a cloud of smoke.
“So, now that you’ve cum a few times son, what do you think? Good birthday so far?” Dad asked, his hand rubbing my chest absentmindedly while he spoke.
“Very good birthday Dad. Thank you so much.” I said while leaning in to give him a kiss on the cheek.
“Good. Now we will need to talk about the rules around this. Who you can talk about our.. bonding time with and shit like that. But we’ll worry about that later.”
That was all he could get out before Brad returned with a 6 pack of beer in one hand and a yellow envelope in the other. Ryan was right behind him though, carrying two packages that were still in their shipping material.
“Here’s you go Pop.” Brad said as he handed the items over before stepping back next to Ryan.
“What’s that in your hands boy?” he asked, focusing on my other brother.
“Nothing.. just Jimmy’s birthday presents from the two of us.”
“Well c’mon then, bring ‘em over!”
And with that, all attention was on me as pop handed me the two two brown packages and the yellow envelope.
I started small, and decided to see who the card was from. Looking at the front I saw that it was smuged with black fingerprints, and when I saw the name and address on the front it all made sense. It was from Uncle Al. I don’t know how he got me a card from where he was all the way off the gulf coast. Or how he got a picture of himself naked to include with it inside. But I gladly took the $10 he included, and knew that I would use that picture to jerk off heavily with. That and the note inside saying that he was going to fuck me so hard that I begged to come be his bunkbitch at the rig.
If I hadn’t just came I probably woulda started getting hard again so I knew I needed to focus on something else. Thankfully there were two other packages to open in front of me. So I started with the lumpier looking one, and was surprised to see a bottle of.. well it wasn’t great quality wise, but it was a shampoo and conditioner set meant for hair like mine.
“I saw it online for $5 and threw it in my cart.” Ryan chimed in, not looking my way as he spoke.
I still said thank you, and I was honestly pretty grateful that he had even bought it for me. I don’t know how it would do long term, but I knew that I would use it to the last drop.
“Alright, now open mine.. please.” Brad called out, like he was ready to get tonight over with.
With this one I took my time, and searched all over the package for an opening. Once I found it I pulled the contents out just as slowly, until in my lap there was nothing but a series of thongs.. and a thigh high socks… and when I looked at him he was staring back at me like he was waiting for a thank you.. and being raised right I did say thank you, though I was a little confused by the gift overall until I saw his caged dick wiggling and it clicked.
He wasn’t always going to be locked up, and one day soon I was going to be forced to wear these for him while he fucked me. Well.. not forced perse.. more like strong armed in a way that I don’t fight back against.
The thought made me chub up so with my last bits of energy I turned to my father and said “I think they’ve learned their lesson Dad. Can we please let their meat out as the last part of my birthday gifts? I’d really like to feel all of y’all in me before the days out.”
My father gave me a devious smile as he got up from his place on the couch and reached into the pile of leathers on the ground. Producing a small key he unlocked Brad and then Ryan who’s dicks were already rock hard without any fight on their parts.
I got onto the table where they had been positioned just an hour before and with my ass high in the air I waited for the last, and best, present of my birthday to be delivered to me by the four of them.
