“André, you won’t believe what just happened!” I said in a loud whisper when I got to our bedroom.
André was stretched out on the bed and reading a comic book.
“What happened baby bro? You look like you’ve won the Lottery! What was it all about? It sounded like they were asleep?”
“Yes, they were, but you won’t believe what happened!”
“What? Tell me, baby bro! Why is your dick so hard and wet?!”
“Dad had a huge boner! Mom woke up and said goodnight. After she left, when I got hard too, Dad noticed it and gave me a big hug!” I blurted out. “And while he was hugging me, he felt my hard-on against him and said he knew our cocks would get big. He pushed against me and … he showed me his cock!”
“What?! You’re lying! You can’t be serious! Really?”
“Yes – it’s HUGE, André! And I held it in my hand!”
“Get out of here! Really? How was it?”
“André, it was like nothing I ever felt before! It’s HUGE, I can tell you that much! I couldn’t get my hand around it. It took one of his hands and both my hands to cover it!”
“What? You felt it? You actually touched it? Is it that thick? I know he’s uncut … talk to me, baby bro!”
“It’s 27,5cm long and big and thick and … it’s just awesome, André!”
I told André what happened and saw his eyes growing big, and his cock growing big, snaking up his tummy!
“Really? Man! I wish I could see that! Did Mom see anything?”
“No, nothing. She was too sleepy and just wanted to get into bed. André, Dad has an anaconda in his pants, I’m telling you! It felt huge against my tummy and even bigger in my hands! And the best I left for last … I had it in my mouth!”
André’s jaw dropped. “What? You’re joking! Really? How was it?”
“André, it was massive in my mouth and tasted really good. It’s big and Dad loved it!”
“Fuck, you lucky fish! Did he say anything about me?”
“Yes, when we get the chance, he wanted the three of us to have a threesome! Wouldn’t it be awesome?
“Wow, look what it has done to me! It’s already leaking precum again! Would you like to suck me again, baby bro?”
“Yes, I’m also so damn horny now, and would you believe? It’s because of DAD! Dad – I ask you! You have to see it! It’s huge! And it’s beautiful! The perfect dick!”
“It showed in the shorts he wore today. And now you’ve seen and felt it against your tummy. And had it in your hands. And had it in your mouth! Lucky you!”
I stripped the hockey shorts off and crawled in on top of André, grabbing his hard cock. I sat on his thighs and started jacking him.
He pulled me down and kissed me urgently and feverishly. I couldn’t believe how hot we were because of our DAD’s big cock!
“Suck me now, please! Please baby bro!”
I complied and was rewarded with a big mouth full of creamy cum in no time. André pulled me down on top of him and then rolled over so he was on top of me. He took hold of my cock and said, “Your turn. I think you’re going to drown me, not so?”
“After what I saw and felt and tasted, I’m super-hot bro! The cum will flow – big time!”
André went to work on my cock and in no time the sensations of an orgasm took hold of my crotch and my body and I was elevated to the equivalent of Cloud Nine for horny teenagers!
“I’m cumming André!” I grunted.
“No, you don’t! I want to fuck you! I’m hard again and after hearing of your shenanigans with Dad, I have to, just HAVE TO fuck you, baby bro!”
André reached for the nightstand drawer and pulled out the tube of KY jelly. He put a dollop on his cock head and lifted my legs to put some on my hole. I opened my legs and he pushed a finger in to spread the lube. Then 2 fingers … I gasped. Then three … I was in bottom heaven! He pushed his three fingers deep into my ass and I moaned like a whore! I wanted him to stretch my ass!
“Ready for big bro’s big old cock, baby bro?”
“Please put in four fingers – I want to know if I could take it! Please!”
“Are you sure? And then fuck you?
“Yes, please! First four fingers and then please fuck me André! Hard and deep!”
André pushed four fingers into my ass and I almost passed out! It felt amazing! He wriggled his fingers and I almost shot my load! I was a bottom, that was for sure!
He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and aimed his cock head at my hole. He pushed in and I felt how the big head stretched my hole. Slowly but surely, it entered me and started to fill me up. It felt fantastic! It was as if André hasn’t fucked me many times before!
“Yes, André! Give it to me! Deep please!”
André leaned forward and his cock slid deeper into my hole. I gasped and put my hands on his buttocks to pull him in deeper.
When he was in balls-deep, I pulled his butt towards me and held him there. He knew, I always wanted him to wait a bit until I’m used to that 23cm of thick cock inside me. After a few seconds, he pulled out a bit, or so I thought. This time he pulled out completely.
“No! What are you doing? Put it back please!”
“That’s exactly what I intend to do baby bro! Hold on!”
André pushed his cock back into me but this time he first pushed his thumbs in my ass on either side of his dick. He pushed his dick in between his thumbs. I felt like shouting with pleasure! He pushed the head in and then all of it in one long continuous push. I gasped and groaned. It was a great experience. And the excitement with Dad earlier, just heightened the pleasure!
He fucked me for a while with his thumbs in me and I was in bottom heaven! It felt amazing. We have big hands and our thumbs are not that of small boys!
André pulled his thumbs out and I groaned. It was wonderful but it knew he was going to fuck me hard and deep and will shoot his load soon.
Too soon André started to grunt like a bull in heat.
“I'm going to cum Anton! I’m going to shoot!”
I felt his cock spasm inside me, and knew he was pumping me full of his cum. He was releasing his thick cum deep inside me. Man, how I love this man!
Without touching myself, I shot a second load of note, as if I haven’t shot a load earlier when we took the pictures for Alessandro and Sven. It felt so good. André was very attentive and just held his cock in my hole until the last drop oozed into me and mine onto my tummy.
“Baby bro! If that is what it does to see Dad’s bulge and feel it against your body, and touching it, and taking it in your mouth, I can only imagine what a huge load you’re going to shoot when we eventually have real fun with Dad’s big cock! That was a huge load man!”
He lowered his body on top of me and we just laid there, our cheeks touching each other and me feeling his dick slowly going soft and starting to slip out. I wondered how much he shot in me – it felt like a huge load.
Eventually he pulled out and kissed me.
“Thank you, baby bro. This was incredible and on another level. I’m looking forward to experience Dad’s big cock too!”
We got up and quickly brushed our teeth in the adjacent bathroom, and got into bed. André spooned me from behind and hugged me tightly.
“Baby bro, you’re the best brother there is. You’re so kind, so smart and damn, are you hot and horny!”
He kissed me in my neck and on my cheek.
“Thanks, big bro – you’re not too shabby yourself! I love you man. Sleep well.”
We slept like babies. I dreamt of André and Dad and Alessandro and Sven and sex and sucking and kissing and big hard-ons … If I didn’t have two orgasms the previous night, I’d have had a wet dream, that’s for sure!
The next morning, we woke up early when Dad knocked on our door and walked in.
My eyes flew open and saw Dad standing in the doorway, looking at us with big eyes and a lopsided smile.
Dad stepped inside and closed the door behind him. “And what do we have here, boys? Both in one bed? Too bad there is no double bed here for you two!”
I looked down and saw that I was sporting a big boner and André was spooning me from behind, holding my hard cock in his hand. Being summer, we ended up on top of the bedding and we were buck-naked.
I tried to conceal my erection but Dad just smiled.
“No need for that Anton! I’ve already seen it, remember? And it’s OK. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
Dad had another tight pair of shorts on – did he have a wardrobe overhaul? His prominent bulge snaking to his left didn’t go unnoticed. As I looked at it, it grew considerably bigger.
André woke up and stretched out on his back, exposing another big boner for Dad to see.
“Wow! Another biggie! It’s clear you are my boys!”
“What? Dad …? Erm …! Anton, why didn’t you wake me?”
“Not to worry André! I’m fine with it. No need to be ashamed of it. Did Anton tell you what happened last night?”
“Yes he did … and I’m jealous!”
André’s eyes were not focused yet, but I’m sure he noticed Dad’s growing bulge. André rolled onto his tummy, almost pushing me off the bed.
“Come, let’s go boys. It’s a beautiful day outside. Perfect weather after the South Easter wind of yesterday. Get ready and come have some breakfast. Mom’s busy with sausage, eggs and toast. Sounds good?”
André rolled onto his back, trying to conceal his erection. He stretched again and his erection reached to about 1cm beyond his belly button. I tried to conceal mine with my hand.
“With a weapon like that, you’ll soon be required to get a license!” Dad joked. “Come on, let’s get going. Come, come!”
“Do you have a licence for your monster?” André, who else!
“For me to know and for you find out!”
“I’d love to find out, Dad!”
André jumped out of bed and almost bumped into Dad. Dad was quick to catch him before he fell.
“Hey there big boy! Careful now!”
André’s shoulder pushed into Dad’s chest and his left arm against Dad’s bulge.
“Careful there!” Dad said conspiratorially to André.
He turned André to face him, took him in his arms and gave him a big hug. André’s cock jutted out towards Dad and was pushed between his legs.
“You two have grown a lot lately, and in all the right places!”
He pushed André back at arm’s length and looked down at the hard cock pointing at his crotch.
“That’s my boy!” Dad pulled André closer, took André’s cock in his hand, and gave him a nice big kiss, and hugged him again. It was obvious André felt Dad’s big bulge snaking towards his left hip.
“You too, Anton – come here!”
I got up and walked into Dad’s outstretched arm. He took me by the shoulder and kissed me too as I was pulled into a three-way embrace.
“My big boys! At the rate you’re growing and developing, and growing in the right places, you’ll put me to shame in no time. Just look at the two of you! You really are filling out your pants big time!”
I felt how my hard cock joined André’s hard cock between Dad’s legs, rubbing against each other.
“I hope you’re not leaking! These are clean shorts!”
Dad pushed us away and held us at arm’s length, and looked at our cocks. Fortunately we were not wet yet.
“Anton told me he actually saw your cock last night? I want to see it too!”
“Really? Now?”
“Yes, now please. I’m standing here, buck-naked in front of you and with a hard-on. Last night Anton got to see your cock, touch it and even suck it, and I got to see and touch squat!” André complained.
“I’d love to show you, but breakfast will be ready soon. What do you think Mom would say if I walk in there with a raging hard-on?”
“Just a peek, please Dad?”
“OK. You drive a hard bargain – no pun intended! Here, have a look.”
Dad quickly opened his pants and hauled that anaconda out for André to see.
“Phew, Dad! Anton wasn’t lying! That thing is a real monster! A BEAUTIFUL monster!”
André put his hand out and touched it.
“It’s not fully erect, and don’t do anything funny, otherwise I won’t be able to get it back in my pants. It’s already almost completely hard.”
André held Dad’s huge cock in his hand and softly whistled again. “Dad, this is humongous!”
“Now, put on some clothes, and don’t forget some underwear – we don’t want to scare your Mom to death! Breakfast should be ready soon.”
Dad wrestled his cock from André’s grip and pushed it back into his pants. He zipped up and let his shirt cover the huge bulge. He pulled us in for another hug, kissed each other on the mouth and left the room. “Make haste, boys!”
André and I looked at each other with big eyes.
“Am I still sleeping, or did this just happen, baby bro? Dad really does have a monster in his pants! And I touched it too!”
“I told you last night, André! It’s huge. And beautiful too!”
“Well, that’s for sure! Dad is a really hung hunk with all the requirements: attractive … no, sexy as fuck, a hairy chest, big beautiful hands and feet, and an enormous beautiful dick … a real French god, seeing that he’s not of Greek origin! Come baby bro, let’s get dressed and our faces washed. I’m famished.”
“And super horny!”
“Don’t start again! I could fuck you now! Let’s get going, baby bro!”
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The day at the beach was fantastic. We had two big umbrellas, a cooler box with cold drinks (even Heineken beer!) and snacks, and folding chairs. We aimed for the tidal pool where we met Alessandro and Sven two days ago. André playfully elbowed me when I suggested that particular pool. He whispered: “You’re the worst pervert! And to think I still love you, baby bro!”
Dad put some waterproof sunblock on Mom’s back and our backs too. He gave me the tube to do his back and then we put some sunblock on our chests, arms, our faces and feet and settled in. The lack of wind was great and the water was like a lazy sea with small waves. We did go in the water up to our bellybuttons, but retreated. The water was too cold after we’ve had some sun our bodies. We got out and sat on our towels to dry off and warm up again. The tidal pool sounded like a viable option.
We mentioned it to Dad but we decided to spend some time under the sun and Mom under the umbrella, just chilling. Mom was busy reading her book on her iPad dan us men chatted about the farm, our plans for next year, the imminent success of the slips and cuttings we’ve prepared, and what we needed to do in preparation to go to university in Stellenbosch.
After a while we did get up and walked to the tidal pool. The water in there was way better than the water in the ocean, but still cold. We went in and spent a few minutes in the water, but we decided to go back to our parents under the umbrella.
So, we spent the day chatting, enjoying our tight family bonds and had lots of laughs and marvelled at Dad’s stories from his days at university. He never said anything out of the ordinary, but focused on the good times, the hostel life where he made numerous friends and the cultural enrichment being at university. Dad was an ace hockey player too.
We spent the rest of the morning reading and later on Dad, André and I went for a walk up the beach. Mom decided to stay under the umbrella as she was still busy with her Dan Brown on her iPad, and decided not to join us. We put some more sunblock on our shoulders, ears, donned our hats and off we went.
The walk on the wet sand was nice and we chatted about everything, from work on the farm, school, our official matric results which would be made known during the first week in January (we knew already we’ve passed with a few distinctions but the official results were still to be announced), our hockey, Mr Juan du Toit who was our favourite teacher and hockey coach, his move to the university too, our country’s dire politics, our holiday together and then Dad raised the dreaded question of … GIRLS!
Dad, how could you? You of all people KNOW we’re not interested in girls! Dad!
“Are you two involved with any girls? At your age and with your appearances and statistics (he winked …!), I’m sure there is a string of girls running after you.”
“Nobody Dad - they’re such giggling annoyances! No, nobody Dad. Our hockey and studies, and you of course, will always come first.” André put in (and winked at Dad!).
“Well, keep it like that way for now. I don’t want you to fail your first year and your hockey to suffer because of “distractions”! By the way, Uncle Pieter called this morning and told me he can get some information about that flat we were interested in for next year. I might actually buy it. We’ll see. I just wonder what would go down there with you two in charge of such a pad …!” Dad winked at us. He hugged and tickled me while he ruffled André’s hair.
This man was the Dad of dads … and from our experiences with him since yesterday, the ride with him promises to be exceptional.
Little did we know …!
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The weather held out most of the time, but at times we experienced lots of wind. The rest of our week at the beach went by in a daze of summer, sun, sea, eating, drinking, reading, sleeping, and jacking off, sucking each other and André fucking me – a lot! Before we knew it, the week was over and we were ready to go back home the next day.
For our last dinner mom made us her special spaghetti and meatballs, and salad. Dessert was some special ice cream treat from the shop where Mom went to earlier in the day. Dad and Mom settled in to watch some nature programme on TV and we checked our emails.
There were emails from Alessandro and Sven! They have had a wonderful time in the Drakensberg, and included some beautiful pictures of the Berg, waterfalls, short hikes, pools amongst the rocks, sunsets of them on the balcony of their chalet drinking some of the wine they bought in the Cape.
In Alessandro’s last email, there was a warning to open that email with care and only when it was safe to do so. There were a few pictures of them kissing (selfie style), of Sven sucking Alessandro’s huge cock, of Alessandro deep-throating Sven’s cock and of Alessandro fucking Sven standing at the balustrade of the balcony. It only showed the tip of Alessandro’s cock entering Sven’s hole, and Sven’s face turned back with an expression of utter bliss.
We commented on the pictures and marvelled at Alessandro’s huge 24cm cock that Sven could manage to take inside him, and with apparent ease, of course. And last but not least, there was a picture of Sven still bending over at the balustrade with Alessandro’s huge dick on his buttocks, with a huge puddle of cum covering Sven’s back from his hole right up to his head. It was a huge load!
André looked at Dad and Mom to see if they were still glued to the TV – they were. His hand slipped under my laptop and when he felt my raging hard-on, he whispered in my ear to feel his cock too. I snuck my hand under his laptop and could feel the precum stain through the thin cloth of his shorts.
“Let’s get out of here. I want to fuck you baby bro!” André whispered.
“Let’s just see what Alessandro wrote, you pervert!” I hissed. The two tourists were driving to Durban to catch their connection flight to Johannesburg, and then back to London.
Alessandro reiterated how much they enjoyed our company – not just the fun and games – and that they’ll definitely be back to visit us soon. He wished us a wonderful Christmas and a great New Year for our first year at university. Oh, and a good hockey season. He told us to be careful with our making out and not to let anybody find out what was going on between us. He asked about what our parents knew. I answered the email and wrote a short note wishing them bon voyage, and invited them to the farm as soon as they get back to South Africa again. Then I thanked him for their friendship, and mentioned what happened when Dad came into our room the other day. It’s obvious he knows what’s going on and wants in on the action. All in all, things were hunky dory.
We excused ourselves and went off to have a shower. Dad called after us and said their programme was about to finish, and that he would come say goodnight to us after our shower.
In the shower the same thing as always happened: lots of kissing, touching, sucking, hugging and horseplay. André was relentless. By the time we finished showering, we were leaking so much precum, I thought of his idea of collecting the stuff in little bottles and selling it as lube!
We managed to get out of the bathroom and to our room without cumming. We heard Dad and Mom switching the off TV, and getting glasses for water for the night.
We were just in our bedroom, getting ready to get into bed. Of course André was horsing around still buck-naked, and rock-hard, when there was light rap on the door and the door opened. It was Dad.
“Ah, my big boys! Wow!’ Dad whispered: “*Do those things ever go soft? Boys? You’re going to get dehydrated at the rate you’re carrying on. Look at that precum André! You guys are real men now.*”
We tried in vain to hide our erections from Dad, and André just let it go. Dad has already seen them the other morning, so there.
Dad closed the door and we saw his bulge was quite obvious!
“I can’t remember how big mine was when I was 18, but you guys are heading for a record! Have you really measured those dongs? Anton?”
“Yes, Dad. We told you they’re almost 23cm now. I think they have grown since the last time we measured them” I answered shyly.
“Well, if you continue to develop at the rate it’s going now, you’ll overtake me!”
André was brave to put in, “How big is yours Dad? Anton says you said it’s 27cm. Really?”
I hit him with my elbow.
“What?”
Dad opened the door slightly and looked if Mom was within earshot. He closed the door again, and told us in a hushed voice: “It’s OK, Anton. You guys may ask me anything. Yes, when fully hard, mine is about 27 to 27,5cm. So, you still have some growing to do.”
“May I please see him again, Dad? And, do you still jack off?”
“André!” I scolded him.
“Not to worry Anton! It’s OK to ask these questions. Yes, I still jack off from time to time in the shower. I find it very relaxing and satisfying. I love Mom very much, but I have greater needs and well … women are different. And yes, you may see it again, Anton!”
“Really Dad?” We stared at him with big eyes.
Dad hauled his almost hard dick from his pants and we were in awe once again. It was an enormous, but also a beautiful dick.
“Yes, really. Sometimes, it’s every third day or so. And when Mom visits grandpa and grandma, it’s more.”
We both took Dad’s dick in our hands and marvelled at our Dad’s enormous thick uncut dick.
“Do you cum a lot too, Dad?”
“André! You can’t ask Dad such questions!”
“What? Dad said we may ask him anything, and there – I’m curious. I want to know.”
“Yes, I cum very much. Sometimes it’s rather embarrassing. I would guess easily 30ml or more. I don’t know, but it’s a lot.”
Being scientifically inclined, we know 30ml is about two dessertspoons full – one hell of a lot, and it would be a lot to swallow, I thought. Hmmmm!”
“Have you tasted your own cum, Dad?”
“André! Come on!”
Dad cracked the door open again and checked if Mom was close by.
“Don’t worry Anton! It’s perfectly normal to be curious about these things. Yes, I have tasted it. It tastes slightly bitter, but when I drink lots of water or orange juice, the volume is more, and it is sweeter.”
“Wow, Dad! We thought we were perverts doing all these things!” I said. “Thanks Dad!”
“See baby bro? I asked the right questions, right Dad?”
“Yes, I said you may ask any questions, but look at what it caused! I’m now rock hard and look at the precum leaking out! Careful that it doesn’t drip on the floor.
“I want to taste your precum and cum, Dad!” André put in.
“No, you’re not perverts, just normal and curious 18 year old young men, who are fast becoming big men! André, when the opportunity presents itself, we could have some fun and you may taste my cum. How about you, Anton? Do you want to lick up my precum Anton?”
“Yes, very much Dad! And yes, when we have a chance, I’d like to taste your cum too please!”
“Now, let me ask you two a question or two. Obviously dumb questions as I know the answers! I’m sure, but, do you do stuff together …? You know? Jack each other off?”
“Yes, since we were 13 Dad” André said.
“That young? Wow! And …? What else?”
I was blushing and was a bit embarrassed, but thought we needed to talk about these things, and who better than our own dad to give us the best answers. I noticed Dad’s dick has grown considerably since he came into our bedroom. It was rock hard and enormous!
“Dad, we kiss and suck each other too” André said.
“And do you like it? Do you cum in each other’s mouths?”
“Yes” André said flatly.
“Nothing to be ashamed of, boys! You’re twin brothers! You’re curious about stuff! And, I’d rather you two do it with each other, than with some strange boys. Just, be careful: Mom doesn’t need to know any of this stuff. Not about me, not about what happens between you two - nothing. And when the three of us manage to do something together, NOTHING! As far as she is concerned, you just shower and sleep together – nothing more. Keep it that way. Then there are less complications and less drama. Women are wired differently. And wear your clothes in such a way that your big cocks don’t show, especially not when they get hard!”
I couldn’t believe we were “having THE talk” with Dad! It was quite embarrassing, but also liberating. Almost all was in the open now and we have gained a comrade who had our backs, and understood.
“What else do you do?”
“I fuck Anton” André said bluntly.
“André!”
“It’s OK, that's also fine. How do you manage Anton? OK? 23 cm is not small, and I hope you manage and enjoy it.”
“It was difficult at first. Our cocks are not small, as you know. Look at us! But, now it’s fine. I actually love it.”
“Did Alessandro or Sven fuck you?”
“Yes, Dad. Alessandro fucked me. His dick is 24cm but there was so much precum between the four of us, he managed to fuck me. We all sucked each other.”
“I’m sure they’re keen for more of that!”
“Yes, Alessandro wants to fuck my baby bro again!” André can be so blunt!
“What if I told you I’d like to fuck you too, Anton?”
My eyes were wide with disbelief. What? Dad wants to fuck me? His cock is HUGE! He’d rip me apart!
“Uhm … I don't know Dad. Your cock is very big. I don’t know if I would be able to handle it.”
“With the right technique, lots of lube and lots of patience, it’s possible. I’m a very good lover. Ask Uncle Pieter!”
“What?! Really Dad?” We were stumped. Dad fucks his younger brother with his huge cock!
“Yes, I do. But not as often as I want to. As you know, he is a busy man and I’m a married man. The opportunities are few nowadays. But when I go to Cape Town for business and stays with Uncle Pieter, he gets a good fucking!”
So then, our suspicions about Uncle Pieter were true after all. The possibilities were endless …! Imagine a foursome with Dad, Uncle Pieter and the two of us!
“I have to get going. Come here! Be careful with those drooling monsters – I don’t want any of that stuff on my shorts!”
Dad opened his arms and we both embraced him. He hugged us and kissed us on the head. Our cocks pushed between his thighs. I was on Dad’s left side and I could feel his now semi-hard cock pushing against my tummy.
Dad pushed us back and looked at us at arm’s length.
“What beautiful boys you’ve become! I’m so proud of you, and what you’ve achieved. A dad could never have asked for better sons. Thank you!” And he kissed us each on the mouth, and hugged us again. My heart felt like it could burst with love for this (hung!) hunk of a man who was our dad!
“Now get your stuff ready. We have to be out by 10 o’clock tomorrow. Good night, and … enjoy ‘it’ …!” He winked at us and kissed us again. He opened the door and before he entered the passage, he readjusted his huge bulge. “*Mom doesn’t need to know!*” he whispered, and winked again.
When the door closed, we gawked at each other.
“Do you believe we ended up with such a cool dad?” André gushed. “I love him to death. You lucky fish, you were the one to feel his cock again! Was it hard?”
“Yes, Dad is a special guy. He loves us very much. No, he wasn’t completely hard anymore, but it is big. You saw his cock. Imagine it hard: 27,5cm!”
André whistled softly and put his hands apart and guessed a distance of that size between them. “That is awesome, baby bro! The man is blessed, for sure! I wonder how big ours will be eventually.”
“Let’s get our stuff packed so I can get to suck you off, big bro! Or are you more interested in enjoying ‘it’?”
We finished packing our stuff and got into bed.
Once again, the sucking and kissing and fucking and cumming were monumental. When André was spooned behind me with his still rubbery cock between my thighs, I pondered on what happened the last couple of days. First Alessandro and Sven, the sucking and cumming in each other’s mouths, the encounters and talks with Dad … I was content with my life! It couldn’t get any better.
Little did I know!
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The next day after breakfast and cleaning up, we left by 10 o’clock and by 12:30 we stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch. We were only about another 90 minutes away from home, but Mom said she wanted to enjoy the holiday as long as possible.
After lunch on the way back home in the back of the SUV, André said he wanted to sleep a bit and toppled over with his head in my lap.
I sat in the right-hand seat behind Dad. I was fairly invisible to him. André lowered his head into my lap but turned so he was facing my tummy. With his left hand he started playing with my hairy calves, and with his right hand he was slowly opening my shorts.
I watched Dad’s face in the rear-view mirror but his attention was on the heavy holiday traffic. Mom was still reading her Dan Brown novel on her iPad.
I pulled my light jacket from the back of the seat and draped it over André's head as if to give him some privacy ‘to get some sleep’.
No sooner was the jacket over his head and over my crotch, he managed to snake my almost hard cock out of my shorts. I tried to stop him, but after 18 years, I knew it would be futile, so I just let him be. He started to stroke my cock and I knew the smell of sex was imminent. I unwrapped a piece of the Stimorol gum and popped it into my mouth.
Dad smelled it immediately and asked, “May I have one too, please Anton?” Dad asked. He held his hand over his shoulder and I unwrapped a piece and gave it to him.
By now my cock was rock hard in André’s hand, and he was pulling the foreskin down and pushed it back up again. It was wonderful. I felt him rubbing my cock head, and knew it was precum leaking out the piss slit.
When hard and pushed back onto my tummy, my cock head was about 1cm beyond my belly button. I made a mental note to measure our cocks tonight after we’ve showered. I was sure they were bigger after the holidays.
I gasped silently when André pulled my balls out of my shorts. My twin brother was relentless!
I watched Dad's face intently in the rear-view mirror through my shades. Nothing. He was concentrating on the traffic and the road ahead.
Mom was still reading her book on her iPad and paid us no attention.
André started licking my balls. Once again, I felt like creaming right there and then. It was also the danger of it all that excited me.
By now I was rock hard and sopping wet.
I was so tempted to cop a feel of André’s cock, which I knew was rock hard too, but stopped short of doing so. The commotion would just attract some attention. I didn’t want Mom to look back and see what was happening.
André lightly moved his hand on the underside of my hard cock and rubbed the precum over the head and along the underside of my cock shaft.
I made another mental note that we had to be more careful not to make a big mess on the bed. Even though we make our own bed and put the dirty sheets directly in the washer, one could never be too careful.
André stole a roll of kitchen paper towel, which we sometimes use to clean up, especially when we didn’t suck each other off.
At home we managed to mask the odour of our cum with some air fresher Mom bought: André claimed my farts were so bad they were fogging up the windows!
Here in the confinement of the SUV, we had to rely on the vapours coming from the gum Dad and I were chewing! I hope Mom’s perfume would prevent her from smelling my cock! Fortunately Dad had the AC on in the SUV, which also helped.
I was hoping André wasn't going to make me cum ... Big mistake! He continued to rub my cock and cock head very delicately while sucking on my big balls. I could feel the changes taking place in my groin and the hormones rushing through my body. An orgasm was imminent!
Dad started to talk to Mom about some domestic stuff, and about the grandparents. The discussion kept them busy and I was happy to see they paid no attention to what was happening under my jacket.
Soon I realised André really wasn't letting up until I've cummed! I panicked: what would happen to my cum? There would be lots and what would I do to hide it?!
I tried to stop André but he persisted. I couldn't talk or beg him to stop. I tried to push him off as quietly as I could, but I knew that once he’s made up his mind about something, nothing would stop him.
I was fast approaching orgasm when Dad was lightly swearing at an idiot overtaking on a solid line and on an incline - his attention was on the road now.
Mom’s attention was also on the car that swerved into our lane, right in front of Dad. She wrote down the number plate number, just in case. Soon she was reading her novel again.
I touched André's shoulder trying to let him know the inevitable was about to happen when it did happen. I shot a load of mammoth proportions onto my tummy. I just kept on cumming and it felt like I was going to fly through the SUV's roof. The load on my chest was immense. I guess it must've been around 5 teaspoons full.
André continued to rub the underside of my cock and some of the cum over the head. I grabbed André’s hand to stop rubbing my cock as it became very sensitive.
I pushed his hand away but was careful not to get any cum onto the jacket, as I knew that was my last resort to hide the mess!
André let go of my still pulsating cock and I pushed my T-shirt flat against my tummy to contain my huge load.
Suddenly Dad braked which caused André to fall off the seat and out from under the jacket in my lap.
Dad used some strong words to announce what an idiot it was – once again – who overtook on a blind rise, who then had the audacity to push in, in front of Dad after he was forced to move back into our lane.
Both Dad and Mom were more concerned about the idiot driver than what had just happened in the back seat. Dad did look into the rear-view mirror and enquired whether André was OK after his fall.
André quickly sat up pretending to be awake after "having a nap" in my lap. “What happened, Dad?”
“Just some idiot driver. Are you OK?”
“Yes, despite the lots of bruises and cuts, I’ll survive Dad”, he joked, “I’m a strong le Roux and I’ll survive…!” He was such a tease! “Could I please have some of the Stimorol gum, Anton?”
I gladly gave André the packet of gum and clung to the jacket covering my lap. I tested the air but could only smell the mint of the gum. The AC was doing a good job too. Fortunately, we were only about 20 minutes away from home. My T-shirt was literally soaked.
I saw Dad looking at me in the rear-view mirror but I couldn’t see his eyes behind his shades. “You OK Anton?”
“Yeah, I’m fine thanks Dad” I croaked.
Next to me André stretched out and yawned. He leaned towards me and winked, mouthing: "*How was that?*"
I smiled shyly and flipped him the finger. “You’re worse than Cruella de Ville!”
“*You loved it, baby bro!*” he mouthed and flashed a real Cheshire cat smile.
He put his hand under the jacket and squeezed my left leg and leaned towards me, pushed against my shoulder and whispered into my ear: "*Do you love me baby bro?*" I could rather kill him right then, but he is so damn sexy and such a nice guy, I could forgive him just about anything.
“*Yeah, all right! It was fine. Thanks,*” I whispered into his ear.
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Back home I quickly put on my jacket and tried not to look anybody in the eye. It must have looked strange to have a jacket on in the sweltering heat.
I grabbed some of the luggage from the back of the SUV and made a beeline into the house. Mom has already unlocked the kitchen door and has put stuff on the table. I put down the luggage I brought in and ran to our bedroom. I peeled the jacket off and yanked the T-shirt off. I used it to wipe the dampness off my body. I wet the shower sponge and gave my body a quick wipe to remove the remains of the cum from my chest hair. I towelled dry. I got a clean T-shirt from our cupboard and went back to the SUV to help unloading our stuff.
Outside Dad looked at me curiously and asked: “A clean T-shirt? What happened to your other shirt?
“Nothing. It was sweaty.”
“Oh, really? With the AC on all the time in the SUV?” Dad winked at me. He knew!
I shot André a look and he just smiled while taking the last of the luggage out of the back.
“Anton, please take the SUV to the shed. Remember you two: you have to wash it tomorrow please.”
“Yes Dad” we said.
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After a light dinner, Dad and Mom were relaxing with drinks in front of the TV and the two of us were on our MacBooks checking emails. There was none from Alessandro and Sven. They must still have been en route to Durban or in the airplane flying to Johannesburg.
There was an email from Mr Juan du Toit, our old hockey coach from school with some instructions on diet and some exercises for us to adhere to for the upcoming hockey season starting at the end of March. We had to start during the holidays to be fit and ready when we started our first year at university.
We kissed our parents goodnight and excused ourselves, and went off to shower and unpack our bags. We were keen to be back in our king size bed. I was sure André had a lot of tricks up his sleeve again!
While we were unpacking, Dad popped in asked if we were OK. We confirmed it and he came in the room, hugged us and kissed us.
“I get the impression you two were up to something, but as long as you enjoyed it, it’s fine!”
“Thanks for a wonderful holiday, Dad! That was really spectacular! And for the shoes! We’ll step out like the Three Musketeers with our new shoes!” André put in.
“And for the chats Dad. It meant a lot to us. We’re so lucky to have you as our Dad. You’re so cool! We love you very,very much” I said.
“Ohhh! Come here you two beautiful monsters! Of course – that’s what I do and I love you too, very much too.”
He hugged us close and as I was on his left-hand side again, I could feel the prominent bulge in his pants pushing against my tummy. I could have sworn it grew harder.
“And for sharing this with us,” I said, brushing my hand over his bulge.
“Careful there! We don’t want to start something we can’t finish!”
“Yes, you pervert!” André joked, and landed a faux shot on my chin while he copped a feel of Dad’s bulge with his other hand.
“It sure is an enormous beautiful dong, Dad!”
“Patience boys. The right time will come. In the meantime, enjoy each other, and remember to be careful. Now if you haven’t done it yet, finish your unpacking and get into bed. Tomorrow, you have to wash the SUV first and then we have to see what the vineyards look like. The section down by the stream might need some spraying. We’ll check tomorrow. Goodnight boys!”
Dad kissed and hugged us again before he left and closed the door.
“Where is your ruler, baby bro? I want to see if our cocks have grown!”
I retrieved a ruler from my desk by the window and returned to bed, my cock swaying from side to side.
“You’re such a show-off, baby bro! Just look at that thing!”
I handed him the ruler and he put it on top of his hard throbbing cock.
“YES! It is bigger! It’s over 23cm, bro! When last did we measure them? In the winter, I think? Let me see yours!”
He put the ruler on top of my hard cock and it too was just over 23cm.
“At the rate we’re growing in our pants, we might have cocks as big as Alessandro soon! Or Dad!”
André threw the ruler onto be nightstand and was on his back, holding his hard cock upright, ready for the taking.
“Come on baby bro – it’s not going to suck itself!
I went to work on his cock and sucked André till he was on the verge of cumming, and then I stopped. I did it again and by the third time he was like a lion in a cage.
“Please baby bro! I need to cum … please?”
“This is your punishment for what you’ve done to me in the car today! That was a terrible thing to do!”
“And still, you loved it! Come on, admit it! You loved it!”
“Yes, but Mom could have seen something.”
“Well, she didn’t. And Dad won’t keep it against us if he saw us. Now come on bro – I need to cum! Now!”
I took his big throbbing wet cock into my mouth again and pushed the head right down my throat like I’ve practised this week. Within 30 seconds, he announced that he was about you cum. He growled and then he did cum! He filled my mouth and I had to swallow for all I was worth to prevent spilling any of it.
“Fuck baby bro! That was awesome! I’m so glad we’ve met Alessandro and Sven! We’ve learnt something special from them. How about you?”
“Nah. I’m good. After my eruption in the car, I think I’ll take a rain check.”
“Your loss, baby bro!”
André was sleepy already and he pulled me into his arms, spooning me from behind. His cock was still fairly hard and he pushed it between my legs. I lifted my right leg and carefully put his cock head right on my hole.
“What are you doing, baby bro? Is it the picture of Alessandro fucking Sven that makes you think of it? Hmmm? Or Dad’s big cock?”
“Yes, but not now. I’m sleepy.”
“Goodnight you pervert!”
“Goodnight, you sex maniac!”
=To be continued =
