Paul woke up to a rough shake and the sound of Greg’s voice saying “Wakey wakye! Rise and shine little bro!”
He opened his eyes to the sight of his hunky older brother standing over him wearing nothing other than five inch training shorts, showing off Greg’s delicious, perfectly smooth and chiseled 25 year old body. Paul sat up and tried to cover his own naked, scrawny 18 year old body with his sheets, only to have Greg pull them back, unmasking the twink’s painfully hard 5 inch morning wood. “At least part of you is up on time,” Greg laughed.
“What time is it?” Paul asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“8 am,” Greg answered before handing Paul a protein shake. “Drink up, you need the protein and calories if we’re gonna pack some muscle on you bro.”
Paul reached out and groped the bulge in Greg’s shorts, “I’d rather get some protein from you.”
Greg took Paul’s hand off his package and wrapped it around the protein shake, “Work out first, then I’ll fuck you like the good little faggot you are.”
Paul tasted the shake and made a face, “What’s in it?”
“Secret recipe. Just drink it,” Greg said then turned to rummage through Paul’s clothes. “Yikes. Good thing you're going shopping with Jax later, these clothes are trash.” Paul gulped down the nasty protein shake and stood up just in time to catch the old ratty gym shorts Greg tossed at him, “Put those on, they’ll do for today.”
Paul put on his old shorts and followed Greg downstairs, surprised to see a muscular Hispanic man in his mid 30s, wearing a pink jockstrap, cleaning up the kitchen. He was about 5’10, with black curly hair, shaved on the sides and back. His muscled, dark complexion stood out next to the pink jock, which barely concealed his large bulging cock. A gold chain hung from his neck, falling on his smooth, strong chest.
“Morning Mario,” Greg said cheerfully, “This is Paul. Paul, this is Mario, our housekeeper.”
“Good morning Mr. Greg. Good morning Mr. Paul. Nice to meet you,” Mario said in a heavy accent.
“Nice to meet you too,” Paul tried to sound casual although he could feel his ears burning.
“Mr. Greg help give you the muscles so Mr. David not break you,” Mario grinned.
“That’s the plan,” Greg said, “Come on bro, let’s get to it!”
Paul was mortified as he followed Greg out to the backyard. Was everyone in this house a muscle stud except for him? “Why is he cleaning in a jockstrap?” Paul asked once they were out of earshot.
“Pop likes to watch,” Greg said casually.
“But he’s not even home?” Paul said feeling confused.
“Pop is a big time voyeur,” Greg explained, “ He’s got cameras hidden all over the house so he can watch from anywhere anytime he wants.”
“Seriously?” Paul said, looking around for cameras.
“It’s his thing. He likes to watch, Dad likes family dynamic role play, I like to dominate,” Greg explained. “We all support each other’s kink.”
“I don’t have a kink,” Paul mumbled.
“Everyone has a kink,” Greg smiled.
The backyard was outfitted with a large patio, swimming pool, jacuzzi and pool house. Greg led Paul into the pool house, which had been partially converted into a home gym. Greg took Paul through a brutal hour-long routine, by the end of which Paul was thoroughly exhausted and dripping with sweat, slumped down on the floor. Paul stood over him, grinning and rubbing his cock through his shorts, “Good job bro, now it’s time for your reward.”
“I’m beat,” Paul moaned, “can’t you just fuck me while I lay here?”
Greg pressed his sneaker on Paul’s crotch and started to slowly squash his brother’s balls, “I gave you an order fag… now get on your knees and worship my sweaty cock.”
Paul squealed in pain then quickly moved to kneel in front of Greg once the jock removed his crushing foot. Greg pulled his shorts off, revealing his sweaty, 9 inch cock, then grabbed the back of Paul’s hair and pressed the boy’s face into his crotch, “Take a big whiff and tell me how much you like it fag!”
Paul breathed in his brother’s sweaty musk deeply and said “I love how your cock smells big brother!”
Greg yanked his face back and spit on it harshly, “It’s Master Greg when we fuck!” Then buried the young boy’s face back in his crotch.
“I love your sweaty cock Master Greg!” Paul called out. “Please feed my your cock Master!”
Greg released his grip on Paul’s hair, “You may suck my cock fag.”
“Thank you Master Greg,” Paul said as he took his brother’s dick in his mouth, savoring the salty, sweaty taste of his brother’s meat. Paul slurped on his brother’s cock, listening to the 25 year old Dom moan with pleasure. He thought about the cameras Greg had told him about and wondered if Pop was watching his two sweaty sons go at it. The thought made Paul’s boy cock throb and leak and he reached down to stroke himself.
Greg slapped Paul’s face roughly and asked “Did I say you could touch yourself faggot?”
Paul pulled back and put his hand up to his cheek, “I’m sorry Master Greg.”
Greg shoved Paul to the floor and flipped him onto his stomach roughly, then gripped his old gym shorts and ripped them apart like they were nothing. The sound of the ripping fabric sent a jolt through Paul. Greg spit on his fingers and roughly pressed two into Paul’s hole, causing Paul to wince. “Is this what you want faggot?” Greg sneered.
“Yes,” Paul gasped out.
Greg spit on Paul’s face and tore the tattered shorts off the boy completely, “Yes what?”
“Yes Master Gre-“ Paul’s response was cut off as Greg shoved the ripped shorts into his mouth, he could taste his own sweat.
Greg pulled his fingers out of Paul and then shoved all 9 inches of his cock into the young boy - Paul screamed into his shorts in pain.
“You need to learn to respect your Master!” Greg shouted as his fucked Paul roughly, pinning the boy down with his strong, heavy, sweaty body.
Tears streamed down Paul’s face, mixing with the sweat that dripped down from Greg as the older boy pounded him over and over. Paul felt his hard cock leaking, crushed under the weight of his brother on top of him.
“This is my hole slut,” Greg growled into his ear, “and you will fucking give me what’s mine!”
Paul gave in, letting Greg roughly fuck him; he’d never felt so helpless or degraded in his life, and he was shocked at how much he loved it. Greg’s huge cock pressed against his prostate over and over, Paul began to press into the assault on his ass, desperate to cum.
“That’s it slut!” Greg said, pushing Paul’s face into the gym mat, “Give in to your Master! Take it!”
Paul felt his small balls tighten and he bucked against his brother’s cock and then moaned into the shorts shoved in his mouth as he shot his load onto the gym mat.
“Fuck yeah, faggot! I’m gonna fucking cum! Fuck!” Greg roared and shook as he fired his load into Paul’s ass. “Fuck!”
He collapsed onto his little brother’s defeated body and convulsed with aftershocks of pleasure.
Paul laid there, covered in sweat and cum, pinned under his brother’s strong, sweaty body, unable to move. He felt Greg roll onto his side, cradling Paul in his strong arms, his dick still inside him. Greg took the shorts out of Paul’s mouth and kissed the back of his neck sweetly, saying “That was amazing. You were amazing.”
Shocked, Paul cuddled into Greg’s arms, pressing his brother’s dick as far into him as he could and whispered “Thank you.”
Greg lightly brushed Paul’s cheek and kissed him asking, “Are you okay? Was it too rough?”
Paul felt surprised at how sweet the dominant boy had become and whispered “It was amazing.”
Paul lost track of time cuddling with Greg and was surprised by the sound of a voice saying “Well it looks like I missed a good time.”
Paul looked up at a short, stocky, impeccably dressed 27 year old, with a curly black faux hawk, thick black mustache and a neck tattoo creeping out of his deep cut black v neck shirt, that stretched over his bulging muscles. His full lips twisted into a cocky smile as he stared at the naked, post-fuck brothers, spooning in their own sweat and cum.
“Hey Jax,” Greg said, getting up and stretching his naked body before pulling his shorts back on.
“Master Greg,” Jax smiled, “And you must be Paul.”
“Hi,” Paul said, trying to cover himself with his torn shorts.
“Don’t bother getting dressed kid, just rinse off and we’ll start with your tan,” Jax said, “I have everything setup outside.”
After rinsing off in the outdoor shower, Paul stood naked in the backyard while Jax sprayed him with the quick-set tanning solution. It took an hour to develop so Paul used the time to eat lunch and explore the kitchen to make a shopping list to give to Mario.
Paul was disappointed when he rinsed the tanning solution off and saw that he was still as pale as ever. “It takes a few hours to develop,” Jax said, “Don’t worry, you’re gonna love what I do with you today.”
Jax took Paul to several stores and got him a completely new wardrobe; underwear (which barely covered anything), gym clothes, school and everyday clothes and some more formal stuff. After three hours of shopping they went to a salon where Paul’s hair was cut and colored. Paul had noticed that his arms and legs had turned a nice golden brown, but he was completely shocked when the hairstylist finished and turned his chair around to see the final product. The pale boy with shaggy, mousy brown hair and wild eyebrows had been replaced with a tan twink, perfectly groomed and crowned with short, expertly tousled blonde hair.
“Oh my gosh,” Paul whispered, gently touching his hair and face, afraid to break the spell.
“You like?” Jax whispered into ear, his breath tickling Paul’s ear.
“I look… hot!” Paul said, breaking into a grin.
“Yes you do,” Jax murmured coyly, “But we have one more stop… every man, or boy, needs a suit, and my Daddy is the best tailor in town.”
A short drive later, Jax ushered Paul into a bespoke tailor shop filled with plush couches, gorgeous suits and a rich array of fabrics. As they entered Paul was approached by a hulk of a man in his mid 60s, with a deep olive complexion, set off by lush silver hair. His tall, massively muscular frame was barely contained in a tight oxford shirt, with several buttons undone, showing off a heavy gold chain nestled in a thick swatch of silver chest hair; and equally tight pants straining to cover his thick, strong legs and a large bulge.
The older man extended a large hand to grasp Paul’s much smaller hand, saying “You must be Paul,” the handsome older daddy kissed Paul’s hand and said, “Have you been enjoying yourself with my Jax?”
“Yes Sir,” Paul said, feeling his cock harden and his ears turn red at the older stud’s touch.
“Call me Nico,” he smiled.
Paul heard the door lock click behind him. He turned to see Jax lock the front door and turn the sign to ‘Closed’ “Are we late?”
“You’re right on time,” Nico smiled and ushered Paul to a lush velvet sofa. “I just have a few things to finish up and then I’ll be all yours. Jax, get undressed and fix young Paul here a drink. You can show him some fabrics you think would suit him.” Nico walked to Jax and kissed the young stud deeply and patted his perky round ass before heading into the back.
Jax dutifully pulled his shirt off and started unbuttoning his pants, “Daddy doesn’t allow me to wear clothes when we’re not in public.”
Paul licked his lips and absentmindedly rubbed his hard cock through his shorts as he stared at the naked 27 year old stud take off the rest of his clothes and neatly fold them. At 5’7, Jax was close to Paul’s height, but Jax had a muscled, stocky build. Paul could see his chest had a light amount of dark black chest hair that matched his faux hawk and mustache; and the neck tattoo crept all the way down the right side of his body, stopping on the guy’s thick thigh. Paul was shocked to see Jax’s cock was locked in a cockcage. “Does that hurt?” Paul asked, nodding at Jax’s cock cage.
Jax shook his hips, making the cage jump a bit and smiled, “Naw, I love it… makes me feel sexy that my Daddy controls when I get to cum… although I usually leak enough to make up for it when he fucks me. Jax pulled a bottle of champagne out of a small fridge, popped it open and poured two glasses then handed one to Paul, “To your new look. Your men won’t be able to keep their hands off you.”
Paul drank the glass in one gulp, “Wow, that’s really good.”
Jax laughed and refilled his glass , “You’re supposed to sip it.”
“Sorry… I’ve never had champagne before,” Paul said.
“Joys of youth,” Jax said. “Everything is new.” Jax set his glass down and pulled a few lengths of fabric from around the room, “Why don’t you get undressed and stand by the mirrors?”
Paul quickly downed his second glass and then took off his sandals, shorts and tshirt, before stepping up into a small lift surrounded by three mirrors. He looked at his newly tanned body and blond hair, which made his green eyes shine brightly.
Jax stepped up behind Paul, pressing close to him, and draped a length of cobalt fabric around Paul. “What do you think?”
“It’s beautiful,” Paul said quietly.
Jax ran his hands down the sides of Paul’s body and slipped his cotton briefs down, “These are distracting, don’t you think?”
Paul quickly covered his boner with his hands, stepping out of his underwear. Jax draped a burgundy fabric around Paul’s shoulders. “What do you think?” Jax asked, wrapping his hands around Paul’s waist, his fingers tantalizing close to the 18 year old’s hard cock.
“Beautiful,” Nico said from behind. The 63 year old felt his large cock surge as he took in the sight of his sexy, short muscular boy with his hands on the beautiful blonde, naked twink. “I'll make you one in each. Jax, set the fabric samples aside and get comfortable while I take Paul's measurements.”
“Yes Daddy,” Jax said, pulling the samples off Paul, leaving the boy totally naked and then stepping aside.
Paul's heart hammered in his chest as Nico approached him with the measuring tape. “Raise your hands out Paul so I can take your measurements.”
“I, uh…” Paul looks down at his hands covering his boner, “Sorry.”
Nico smiled and took Paul’s hands, lifting his arms away, “Don’t worry about it. It used to happen to Trent all the time when he was your age.” Nico saw the questioning look cross Paul’s face and continued “Your Pop used to be my boy you know… years ago, before he met your dad of course.”
“I guess that makes you my grand-pop,” Paul smiled.
“I guess it does,” Nico replied, quickly taking measurements and calling them out to Jax.
Paul felt precum drip from his hard cock as he felt the sexy older man deftly touch his body, measuring him with tape. “And Jax would be my…uncle?” Paul asked, staring hungrily at Jax’s strong, naked tattooed body.”
“Let’s go with cousin,” Nico said, taking the last of the measurements. “All done. I’ll give your Pop a call in a few weeks when they’re ready.”
Paul looked at Jax, naked and spread out on the sofa, then back up to Nico, “That’s it? We’re not gonna…?”
Nico grinned seductively at the young boy, asking “Is there something else you want?”
Paul took the older man’s hand and pressed it against his rock hard, 5 inch cock, leaking precum, “I want you… Grandpop.” His eyes darted to Jax, “I want both of you.”
Nico wrapped his hand around Paul’s dick, thumbing the precum on the tip, “Jax, come over here boy and help your cousin undress me.”
“Yes Sir,” Jax said, quickly moving to kneel beside Paul and remove Nico’s shoes and socks.
Paul began to unbutton Nico’s shirt, staring into the older man’s eyes. Nico leaned in and pressed his lips against Paul's in a soft kiss. Paul opened his mouth to Nico and met the silver daddy's tongue with his own, while rubbing his hands on Nico’s strong, hairy chest. Nico pulled his shirt off and wrapped his strong arms around Paul's smooth, thin frame, pulling the boy deeper into the kiss. He felt Jax pull down his pants and he stepped out of them, pushing his 7.5 inches of manhood against Paul's body, smearing the 18 year old with precum. Nico pulled away from the kiss and put just enough pressure on Paul's shoulders to let the boy know it was time for him to get on his knees.
Paul knelt down, shoulder to shoulder with Jax and took Nico’s hard cock in his small hand then gently sucked on the tip, while looking up into the older man’s lust filled eyes. Jax lowered his head and began sucking on Nico's heavy balls, while also looking up at his hairy silver daddy. Nico put one hand on each of the young men's heads, “You boys look so cute sucking on Daddy's cock. Tell me how much you like it.”
“I love sucking your big cock Grandpop,” Paul moaned, licking Nico's shaft.
“I love your big balls Daddy,” Jax said, then sucked both of his daddy's balls in his mouth and buried his face in the man’s silver bush, inhaling his scent deeply.
“Good boys,” Nico praised and Paul swallowed his cock down his throat and began bobbing up and down on the thick cock. “Very good boys!”
Paul and Jax continued to savor Nico’s cock and balls for a while, then Nico gently grabbed Paul's hair and tilted his face up, asking “Would you like to fuck your cousin, boy?”
“Yes Grandpop,” Paul said with a smile.
Nico grinned and pulled Paul to his feet, kissed him deeply, then turned to Jax and said, “Get on the ottoman boy and spread your hole open.”
“Yes Sir,” Jax said, standing up. He dutifully crossed to a large velvet ottoman and lay on his back, grabbing his ankles and pulling them up to his shoulders, putting his muscled tattooed body and smooth hole on display.
Nico grabbed a bottle of lube and spread some on Jax’s hole then turned to Paul and lubed up his hard boy cock, saying “No need to be gentle with him son.”
Paul moved a large pillow in front of the ottoman and knelt down, lining his cock up with Jax’s hole. He pressed the tip of his cock into Jax's warm hole and moaned with pleasure.
“Give it to me Paul, I want your cock,” Jax begged.
Paul sunk his cock all the way into Jax's warm, tight hole, “Fuuuck,” he moaned, then began pumping his cock into Jax.
“Oh yeah, fuck me,” Jax moaned.
“Good boys,” Nico said, crouching behind Paul and rubbing two lubed up fingers on Paul's hole. Jax grabbed the back of Paul’s blond hair and pulled the twink in for a deep kiss as Paul continued to fuck him. Nico lined his cock up to Paul’s hole and began to slowly work his cock into the boy. “Fuck that’s tight. Let me in boy, give me your hole.” Nico wrapped his strong hands around Paul’s slim, tan shoulders to grip the twink and thrust into him.
Paul moaned into Jax’s mouth and relaxed his hole, feeling Nico’s cock sink in and bottom out. Paul broke off the kiss with Nico and moaned “oh fuuuuck! Fuck me Grandpop!”
Jax, holding tight to Paul’s head, turned the boy’s face to look at the three mirrors across from them, “Look at how hot you are!”
Paul took in the sight reflected in the mirrors of his smooth, tan body sandwiched between Jax’s compact, muscular body and Nico’s huge frame, darkly tanned and covered in silver body hair. Nico’s powerful thrusts rubbed against his prostate and shoved his own cock into Jax’s hole. Paul looked down at Jax’s caged cock and saw it was leaking a stream of precum.
“How’s your cousin’s hole feel boy?” Nico growled into Paul’s ear.
“So good Grandpop… I’m so close!” Paul moaned, feeling his balls tighten.
“Give me your load!” Jax begged, “Cum in me!”
“Oh fuck!” Paul cried out and shot several hot bursts of cum into Jax.
“Fuck yeah, boy! Fuck yeah!” Nico growled, pounding Paul’s ass, forcing the twink’s cumming cock into Jax’s hole. “Such a good fucking boy!” Nico moaned, hammering Paul hard and rough, “You want my load in your hole boy?”
Paul looked again at the sight of the sweaty, hairy 63 year old silver daddy pounding his teen ass, “Cum in me Grandpop, give me your load!” Nico roared with pleasure as he blasted several ropes of cum into Paul’s ass, shoving Paul deep into Nico.
Once they all regained their breath, Paul and Jax toweled off and 20 minutes later Jax dropped Paul off at his new home, with just enough time for the boy to shower and cook dinner before David, Trent and Greg made it home.
David pulled into the driveway a little after 6. He looked himself over in the rear view mirror, running his hands through his graying hair and saw Greg pull into the drive on his motorcycle. David stepped out of his truck and smiled at the sight of his hunky, 25 year old son pulling off his helmet and fluffing up his curly brown hair.
“You’re home early,” David said with a smile, walking over to Greg and wrapping him in a hug.
“Hey Dad,” Greg said, rising on his toes to give David a kiss. “My last client canceled. Plus I’m excited to see Paul after his big day with Jax.”
“Yeah me too,” David said. “How are you feeling about Paul being here? We haven’t really had a chance to talk about it.”
“It’s great,” Greg said enthusiastically. “I like having a little brother and not being the youngest in the house. Plus I started testing how rough I could be with him after our workout today and it looks very promising- I think he’ll make a great sub.”
“I’m glad,” David smiled then groped Greg’s ass “Just remember how special you are to me and Pop.” David took Greg’s mouth in a deep kiss, letting his oldest son know how he felt. “Come on, let’s go see how he looks.”
The scent of roasting chicken and vegetables filled David’s nose when they entered the house. “Paul?” He called out.
“In here,” Paul replied from the kitchen.
“Something smells good,” Greg said as they entered the kitchen.
David and Greg stopped short at the sight of Paul closing the oven door, wearing nothing but an apron, his newly tanned body on display. “I’m making roasted chicken, carrots and potatoes,” Paul said with a smile. He looked at the two men’s stunned faces and self-consciously ran a finger through his shining blond hair, “You don’t like it?”
“Wow!” Greg said. “You look fucking hot!”
Paul grinned, “You think?”
“Oh yeah,” Greg nodded.
“Dad,” Paul said, turning to David, “Do you like it?”
David walked over to Paul and put his hands on the boy’s shoulders, “You look beautiful son. I love it.” He leaned down and kissed the boy, letting his strong hands roam Paul's smooth skin. “Do you like it though? It’s a pretty big change.”
“I really do!” Paul beamed.
David tugged the apron strings free and undressed the boy saying, “Let’s get this off and get a proper look at you. Do you always cook naked?”
Paul blushed deeply, “I thought Pop would enjoy the show.”
“Such a thoughtful son,” David smiled. “On your knees son, let me see how this pretty tan looks when your face is covered in cum.”
“Yes Daddy,” Paul said, happily sinking to his knees.
Greg quickly pulled his shirt off and pushed his pants down while David worked to get his own pants off, “Open up,” he said, thumping Paul’s face with his heavy cock.
Paul eagerly opened his mouth and deep-throated his brother’s cock, before pulling away and swallowing his Dad’s. Each man put a hand on his shoulder wrapping the other arm around each other. David and Greg kissed each other deeply while Paul sucked on their dicks, trading off between the two.
A few minutes into the suck fest Paul heard the sound of the front door open and Trent’s voice called out “I’m home!”
“In here babe!” David replied.
Trent entered and saw Paul, naked on his knees servicing David and Greg, “Looks like I’m just in time.” He took a seat, pulled his fat cock out and began stroking it, enjoying the show.
Paul stroked David and Greg’s cocks and looked to Trent, “Don’t you want to join in Pop?”
“I like to watch, son,” Trent grinned, stroking his cock and tweaking his nipple. “I’ve been so hard at work sneaking glances of you cooking in just that apron… maybe next time you can put on a show with Mario, or get a toy from the playroom and fuck yourself.”
“Yes Sir,” Paul smiled, licking the head of David’s cock.
“Keep sucking your Dad and brother, son. I’ll add my load to your pretty mouth after I’ve watched them shoot theirs,” Trent instructed.
“Listen to your Pop, boy.” David growled, shoving Paul back onto his cock.
Paul continued to suck David and Greg off while Trent enjoyed the show. He loved the feeling of the two cocks in his mouth, the taste of his family, the sight of Pop watching him, and of the lusty looks staring down at him from Dad and Greg, when they weren’t busy making out. His boy cock began leaking profusely.
Greg’s breath began to quicken and he moaned, “I’m gonna cum!” He grabbed Paul’s hair and angled his face, then pointed his cock at his little brother and began to shoot hot loads of cum on his face, soaking his eyes, hair, nose and mouth.
“Fuck yeah!” David cheered, pumping his 9 inch cock hard and fast, “Daddy’s turn!” Paul held his mouth open and David shot several ropes of thick cum onto Paul’s mouth, chin and face. “Fuuuuuck!”
Paul stayed on his knees, mouth open, tongue out as his dad and brother used their cocks to smear their loads from his face into his mouth.
“So fucking hot!” Trent said, rising and moving to add his load to Paul’s face. Greg stepped aside to make room for his Pop, who aimed his cock at Paul’s cum-soaked face. “Ughhh, fuck!” Trent moaned, shooting his load onto Paul’s open mouth, nose and eye. Paul gave his own cock a few quick strokes and moaned as he shot his own load on the floor and Greg’s feet.
“Oh shit,” Greg laughed. “Clean up your mess, slut!”
Paul leaned down and eagerly licked his own cum off Greg’s feet and the floor, then greedily scooped the cum off his face and sucked it off his fingers.
A ding sounded from the kitchen and Paul stared up at his new family, “Dinner’s ready,” he smiled.
