The Last Word: Owen
So Sam has given me the last word, huh? Interesting. Well...the morning after the night we spent at Sam & Co's new house and had all that fun, we came home and had a quiet day in the condo and in fact a quiet summer after that. We heard from Sam about their adventure on the island which sounded pretty hot, but James and I were feeling a little quiet. It's not like we didn't fuck all the time and it's not like we didn't invite the odd guy into our bed, but we didn't feel all that ambitious.
I think it was more James, really. I would have been down with more fun with other guys, but he seemed to be content with just the two of us. I had this weird fantasy it was because he was entertaining his nesting instincts or something. You know, like deciding to have kids changed his attitude to sex or something.
Later in the summer, however, before the school year started again, James said to me one morning, “Why don't we invite Derek over again. I want access to that cock of his.”
James had this smile that I knew well. It was the 'old' James kind of smile. A little wicked and a little playful. It was fuckin' nice to see. “Sure James, let's do it. I want that cock again myself.”
But James being James, he surprised me. “Let's invite him for dinner as well.”
“For dinner? You mean like a date?”
He gave me the most disdainful look. “No, Owen. Not like a date. But I do want to actually have a conversation with him. Is that so wrong?”
He had a point. To be honest, I was a little afraid that we would end up like my brother who if he could marry Goran and Mark, he would. So I said, “That makes sense. When should we have him?”
We arranged for the coming weekend and James cooked up a storm. That was interesting because he generally only cooks like that for special occasions. And I said so. James turned to me, giving me this long look. “You're afraid I'm falling for the guy and that we'll be just like your brother, aren't you?”
I knew he would figure it out. “Yeah, I suppose I am.”
He cleared his throat and put down the big knife he was holding, which made me happy. “I have no intention of getting into some polyamorous situation. I just want to get to know the guy we're fucking. And sure, maybe I think he could be a regular fuck of ours. Is that so wrong?”
James, even when he's pissed, is actually very reasonable. I had to admit he was right. “Yeah, James. Sorry. I don't know why the thing with my brother gets under my skin.”
He looked at me again with those piercing blue eyes that I love. But he didn't say anything which, in some ways, made it more annoying. But he leaned over and kissed me and went back to chopping onions.
Derek showed up a couple of hours later and we set ourselves up on the deck that overlooked Toronto Harbour. He was suitably impressed by the view and we sat out there drinking wine and talking. I turned to him and said, “So Derek, we've spent so much time sucking your cock that we hardly know anything about you.”
He laughed and put his hand on my leg, giving me a nice stroke. “Well, I hope I get to show you again, but what do you want to know?”
“Like...what do you do?”
He looked uncomfortable for a second, then he said, “I'm doing a PhD in physics.”
There was silence for a second. Even James was surprised by that one. Then Derek said, “And you?”
I collected my wits and said, “Poly Sci. I'm doing a PhD soon.”
He looked impressed. “That's very cool.” He turned to James, his eyebrows raised.
“Oh, I'm in French mostly. I'm going to be teacher.”
I looked at James in amazement. He had never said that to me before. Why how? I didn't say anything, but I could tell James was deliberately not meeting my gaze. I took a big gulp of wine and asked, “Where do you live?”
“In the Beach off Queen St.”
James got up and said, “Nice neighbourhood. Come in a let's eat.”
We had a nice meal and Derek tried to explain what he was studying, but physics is like another fucking language. We had dessert on the deck and some nice brandy. The light was getting dim and the air was cooling since there was a nice breeze coming off the lake. I looked at James at one point because I could tell he was plotting something. And sure enough, he got off his chair and went and sat in Derek's lap so they were face-to-face and James' legs going the opposite direction. He started kissing him and grinding his ass on Derek's lap.
I like it when James gets things going. I decided to open my pants and I slid them off and threw them to the side. I got up and went over to them and stood beside Derek's head. I said, “Take off my underwear and get to work.”
Derek grinned at me, and went along with it. He slid my briefs down and my already hard cock smacked him in the nose. He stuck his face in between my balls and my cock, and I could see him breathing me in. I liked the way he appreciated what he was doing. He started to lick my balls, and run his lips over them, sucking them in and pulled at the wrinkly skin. I felt his hand start to stroke my ass and trace the crack with his fingers.
James was sucking on his neck and then he pulled Derek's shirt off and tossed it to the side. He sat up and kneeled down and undid James' pants and hauled them off. No underwear. Just like Mark. What is it with guys with big fucking cocks and going commando?
I took hold of the back of Derek's head and slid my cock in his mouth a few times, bottoming out and smacking his chin with my balls. He was able to take me, so I kept going, really fucking his face and it was making me a little crazy so I slowed down since I was nowhere near ready to cum.
I looked down at James who was doing the same to that epic cock. James can take big dick and he was and his head was bobbing up and down really fast. Derek started to moan into my cock and I decided we needed to slow down. I pulled out of his mouth and said, “Let's go hit the bed, kids.”
I turned and went inside and I could hear them follow. I shucked my shirt and hopped onto the bed naked, and they had done the same. Three naked guys with big dicks. Now that's what I'm talking about. We formed a little daisy chain since we were all in the mood for a mouthful. I sucked James, James sucked Derek and Derek sucked me. Nice.
I ran my hands over James' taut, firm chest and belly and slid a hand underneath to finger his ass. I pinched his nipples a little hard as payback, I realized, for not telling me about his teaching plan. But being James, he just moaned and got off on it. I pulled off James' cock and looked over at Derek's cock disappearing in his mouth and I decided to joint them. I slid over so I was beside Derek and turned so my tool was beside his and James starting to jack me off, then moved his mouth to me and I put my hand on the back of his head and fucked up into his mouth.
Then James tried to stuff both our cocks in his mouth which made me a little crazy, and I turned to Derek and we made out and sucked each other's tongues and tasted each other's necks and I licked his nipples and bit them.
Suddenly Derek sat up and said, “I want to fuck one of you. Which one?”
I decided I wanted that cock in me, so I spread my legs wide and James reached for some lube. Derek let James lube him up and he slid some fingers in me until I was slippery. I said, “Don't be gentle, Derek. Fuck the hell out of me.”
He grinned and pushed his cock in me really fast. He was big. I mean big. And it hurt a little and then it was just really intense. But I was up for it. I wanted to fucked and when that happens, I don't care about much else. Derek leaned down and pushed my thighs into my chest and went for it. His hips were going fast and his cock was coming almost all the way out before slamming home again. Over and over, and harder and harder. He was on fire. I was on fire.
I felt James beside me and he slid his cock into my mouth. I like being taken and I was fuckin' being taken. My hands found Derek's ass and I pushed him in every time he bottomed out, and I gripped his ass cheeks so my middle fingers found his asshole and I began to dig them in. He started to kiss me hard, then he bit my lip, and started mouth my neck, grunting every time he thrust into me. James' cock slid back into my mouth and I felt that my body was full of cock and in the best way.
I pulled Derek's head back by his hair and I spat James' cock out so I could say, “Are you fucking going to cum in me? Are you fucking going to give it to me.” I like talking dirty. It's fucking fun.
Derek smiled at me and spat in my mouth in answer. He fucked me even harder and sweat had started to fun down his temple and I licked it up. But at this point he was battering me, and James was jacking his cock really fast right by our faces. That was hot because there's nothing better than being filled with cum than having cum pour over your face at the same time.
Derek started to make this really low sound as he fucked me, and it was like a guy-siren because each time his cock bottomed out in me, it rose in volume and his had shut his eyes really tight. I stuck as many fingers as I could into his ass and that seemed to do it because his mouth opened and I could feel his whole body tremble and he was there, he was fucking filling me with his cum.
I noticed that James had disappeared, but then I felt his face in between us, and his mouth busy on Derek's cock as it continued to fuck me and I could hear James sucking whatever was leaking out of me.
Derek finally stopped moved and slowly pulled that amazing cock out of me and James started to drive his tongue into me, sucking as much cum as he could get. But then he sat up and got his cock into me and I was being fucked all over again. It was my turn to be fucked by everyone and I fuckin' loved. it.
James was not quite as intense nor as big, but he made up for it in speed and with a series of quick jabs he whipped Derek's cum into some kind of froth and then with a loud gasp, he fucking came in me, still fucking but erratically and finally he fell to one side, his cock sliding out and I could feel my asshole leaking. I put my hand down and collected as much as I could and brought it to my mouth.
My own cock was drooling and wet and Derek put his face in my lap and sucked and jacked and in a second I spewed into his mouth and I swear I almost blacked out when I came and my whole body froze and I could feel spurts of cum pouring into Derek's mouth.
Like a good boy, he gave it back to me with a big wet kiss and we necked around my cum for a while and I felt his smooth body and his strong ass, his muscular thighs and his strong back. He was one sexy fucker.
We lay around for a while, and eventually I got up and got us some scotch and toasted to good sex. With that, James turned to Derek and poured a little scotch on his cock which made him yelp, but then James leaned down and cleaned it off and he was rewarded by a hard cock that tasted like scotch. He sucked him hard and pumped the length of him, then spent some time sucking on his balls, really massaging the sac with his tongue while Derek jacked himself.
Derek held James' head down when be went back to deep-throating him and pushed his face into his crotch and said, “You want me to fuck you with that?”
James tried to nod with a mouthful of dick but it was obvious he was into it. I just watched them go, fisting my dick really slowly, enjoying the show. Derek pulled James up and pushed him up against the head of the bed so he was on his knees with his that beautiful ass of his facing us. Derek moved up behind him and gripped one shoulder and used his other hand to feed his cock into James' hole.
James leaned his head on the wall and took it, gyrating his hips as he took that big piece into him. I think he had only met one other cock – Mark's – before that was that big. Derek managed to slid all the way in and I was struck by the girth of that monster against James' while ass which almost looked small.
Derek looked down at himself and then turned to me. “Where's the lube?”
Feeling mischievous, I got the lube but I started by lubing Derek up, getting his beautiful hole all ready to be fucked, then I sweetly handed him the lube. “Nice, Owen. Very thoughtful.”
Derek poured lubed on his dick as he slid out and then back into James, who said, “Fuck, that's better. You're too big to fuck without lube.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot. But now I can really fuck you: are you ready?”
I said, “Wait...” And I slid close to Derek and got myself in my favourite position with the head of my dick slid right in Derek's ass and when he pulled out of James, I slid into him. Nice and slow, just how I like it. Derek felt tight and cozy and I said, “You don't get fucked that often...is this all right?”
Derek laughed and turned and we tried to kiss for a while, but then he said, “Yeah, not so often. But I fuckin' like it and I fuckin' like your cock, so no worries.”
He turned back and wrapped his arms around James torso and started to fuck. Really slowly as if he read my mind. I gave a nice slow push, spent some time just fully in and then an even slower pull out, which made my cock go deep. He gasped, “Fuck, that's intense! You both are a trip...and I like it.”
James laughed and turned and tried to kiss Derek, but they only managed to play with each other's tongues. I was holding Derek's hips, but then I extended my arms around Derek and managed to hold James as well. I had to make sure Derek had room to fuck, so I pulled my hips back and then we were set. I said into Derek's ear, “Now go. Don't hold back.”
So he did. He started to speed up and his hips moved in wider and wider thrusts, his cock, which I could see if I looked over his shoulder was glistening and a little red as it came out of James, then he drove it back in, again and again. I could smell our bodies, feel Derek's back getting slick on my chest, hear the wet sound of his cock in James' ass, and the low growls he came out with every few seconds. James was moaning softly and I knew he was in heaven taking such an impressive cock in him.
Derek was speeding up and I was getting the benefit of my cock massaging his tight asshole. I reached down and found his balls and I cupped them as they moved and slapped James' ass. I gave them a little tug and Derek moaned pretty loudly and tried to kiss me from the side. It made him go faster and I wondered which of us would cum first, because I was getting close but it was hard to tell with him.
But then I had a thought, so I pulled out of Derek and said, “Let's switch...I want to fuck James.”
Derek seemed to come out of a trance and smiled at me, pulling his cock out of James whose hole was gaping. He got out of the way and I slid myself into him, whispering in James' ear, “I wanted you to be the one to get my cum.”
James laughed and thrust his hips backwards, pushing my cock deeper inside him. Derek got behind me and I took a deep breath and he grabbed my hips and I felt him lube my ass up some more, then he started working that fucking log of a cock into me. It was intense and definitely reminded me of Mark, but bigger. I felt my hole stretched in new ways and not for the first time wondered how my brother learned to take two cocks at once. But that thought faded when I pulled back from James and felt Derek fill me up.
We started all over again and it took me a while to get up to speed because my insides had to get used to being stretched by Derek's massive tool. Fuck, it was intense. But I got there, and soon I was moving up the mountain again and what started as a little fire soon became a bonfire and I started to cum really fast, fucking James really hard as I filled him. I came so fast that I think Derek was way behind. I turned to him and said, “Do you want to cum in our mouths?”
“Fuck yeah!” Smart man.
He pulled out of my ass and James and I lay down on the bed, head to head, and Derek started to jack himself on his slippery cock, and a trail of precum was dripping off the tip that James caught on his tongue and slurped in, and he fisted his dick faster and smeared both our faces with the tip, spreading more of that amazing liquid on our lips. He was gasping and then all of a sudden said, “Here it comes!”
He aimed his cock between us and James and I got closer so our tongues were touching and he began to shoot on them with a few big sloppy ropes, then he moved his cock and the bastard decided to paint our faces with cum, which was fun. I licked it off James nose and out of his eyes and he was still pouring cum out, although slower, until there was just a slow drool. James reached up with his lips and caught the rest in a quick slurp.
Derek fell back on the pillows and sat there on his knees, breathing heavily. James and I necked for a while, enjoying the taste of cum and each other. It felt really nice and very chill. At one point I noticed that Derek, who had slid down and was lying between us, had dozed off. I raised my head and looked at James and said, “I guess we have a houseguest.”
He smiled at me and said, “I'm glad. I really like him. Let's get some sleep.”
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Derek stayed over and we had another epic threeway the next morning which ended with him taking both our loads after he fucked us to next week. That guys is insatiable. We left early that afternoon and James and I had to go to bed to recover.
What I need to make clear is that Derek didn't become a permanent partner or anything, but there must be something in the DNA of our family because he did become a regular guest in our house, not just our bed. He had boyfriends and now has a long-term partner but he always has room in his life for us. Once we got together with his partner at the time – Jonas – and we had a great time. James was able to suck of all three of us and then we all fucked him, and then each other. It was epic.
But Jonas didn't last, but Derek kept coming by every couple of weeks. Sometimes just for dinner, sometimes for a fuck. I felt bad for Derek because he was really looking for someone and he deserved it. He finally found a guy – Angelo – who was this Italian dude with lots of body hair and a nice prick. I know because he also came for dinner once and I got to suck it and take a load of Italian cum.
Angelo married Derek a few years later and it was really swell. But Derek is our man and he is part of our family and with Angelo's permission, part of our bed now and then. We love sucking that amazing cock, what can I say? When we finally adopted a kid, then another, we designated Derek and Angelo as the guys who they would live with if anything happened to us. We decided that my brother's house was complicated enough. So he was another uncle. Our kids already had three, with Sam & Co, but now they had four.
Derek ended up teaching at Waterloo which was great, since he and Sam would often commute together. I think they occasionally fuck as well. And Sam and I...well, ever since housewarming do at their house, Sam and I have spent an evening together a few times. Fucking.
A bunch of years later when James was in Quebec to visit some relatives of his, Sam came over for dinner. It was really nice since the two of us hadn't had a night alone a few months. We needed some bro time. I made us a nice dinner and we had some wine and Sam got us stoned which he still did from time to time. We chilled on the sofa and talked about old times and our parents and how, even though they had totally cleaned up their act, we still didn't completely trust them. Why would we? Come on. It will take more than a lifetime to make up for the shit they put us through. We totally agreed on that.
We were quiet for a moment, then Sam asked, “How are things with the kids?”
I looked at him. His eyes were half-closed and I could tell he was thinking. “Things are great. We didn't sleep for two years after we got Joe, then we slept every other night. But you know, now that they're in high school, things have calmed down. It's really great. We just have to keep our bedroom door locked when we're fucking.
Sam laughed. He put his head on my shoulder which felt really nice. I stroked his hair and we just sat quietly. Then he said, real quiet, “Why do we get all sexy together sometimes? I mean, don't get me wrong...it's amazing to fuck you, to kiss you, and all the things...but I guess it's pretty unusual?”
I had to agree. “Yeah, Sam. I guess most brothers don't get that intimate. But I don't know about you, but it's felt right. Each time.”
I could feel him shake his head on my shoulder. “Yeah, it felt right. And hot as fuck.”
We both laughed, but I was getting a hard-on and I wanted to do something with it. Then Sam, real slow, slid his hand into my pants and grabbed my totally throbbing dick. “I guess talking about it turns you on.”
He undid his pants and pulled out his cock, sliding his underwear down. I took it in my hand and we starting jack each other off. That felt really nice. He turned to me and we looked at each as we stroked each other, then as if there were magnets, our mouths got closer and then we were off to the races. I suddenly felt ravenous for him and I wanted to swallow his tongue.
We jacked a little faster then Sam pulled back and pulled his t-shirt off and kicked his pants away. I did the same and without deciding it, I got up and turned so I could get my face in his crotch and he into mine and we totally sixty-nined. I felt his hands on my ass, pushing my cock deeper into his mouth and I did the same, and soon, both of us were fucking each other's mouths and making moaning sounds into each other's cocks.
Sam turned so he was on top of me and really started fuck down into my mouth and felt his balls slapping my chin. He was really going and I almost choked a few times and I could tell his cock was spewing precum into my throat because everything tasted salty and sweet. I could smell his turned-on smell, his animal smell coming off his balls. He was devouring my cock and moaning at the same time. He jammed his cock in my face a few more times, then suddenly I felt him start to spew cum in my mouth. Short blast of it spurting into the back of my throat.
I swallowed a few times then decided I wanted something else. I pushed him off me, his cock still dribbling onto my neck and I got on top of him. My dick was wet and I said, “Now I get to fuck you, Sam. I'm going to fuckin' drill you.”
He laughed at me and he wiped some of his cum from my neck and smeared it into his ass and said, “Go for it. I want that brother cum in me.”
When he said that it really fuckin' turned me on. Incest dirty talk. A new fuckin' genre. I hiked his legs apart and up over my shoulders so I could hold on real tight and I slid my dick into him. I could tell he was used to lots of things going on down there because he let me slide in effortlessly. I bottomed out and stared into his eyes. Really stared and started to go, fucking deep and fast. I licked his shin and sucked on his toes, but kept up the pace, thrusting deeper each time, totally pulling my cock all the way out and back in.
Fucking Sam, my brother, was a trip. It wasn't like fucking James or Derek, it was like a different kind of experience completely. I had learned how Sam had felt when he fucked me at the Perth house. It was just us. For us. No one else. I started into his eyes and the last thirty-odd years flashed by and it felt so amazing and sad and close and intimate and scary. I wanted to have my cock in him never again and forever. It was like our history. We couldn't change it and we were there and we both wanted to forget and never forget.
I fucked and fucked and I was crying a little, just like every time we did this. I felt his hand on my face wiping my tears and he brought them to his mouth. That was the most intimate thing I had ever seen and it sent my and my cock into space and I started to cum and a fucking sheet of pleasure went through me like a hurricane and I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my jaw and fucked him really deep, feeling cum filling him. And I think he just looked at me the whole time. His dick was still hard and I could see that he came again, since there was a little pool of cum on his chest. I let go of his legs and bent down and sucked it all up and this time I just swallowed, smiling.
Then I had to collapse onto the bed. We lay side by side, just breathing. Then I felt him take my hand. Such a simple thing, but it said everything to me. Then he said, “Owen, we're not going to do that again. I'm fucking glad for all the times we did it, but I think that really is it. I feel closer to you than anyone except Mark and Goran, but now I think we can put history to bed. What do you say?”
I thought a minute because I wanted to answer him in a way that made sense. “Yeah, Sam. I think that was like the final exorcism or something. Now we can just be brothers and have dinners and Christmas and all that shit. I think we're cool.”
He turned to me and looked into my eyes. He leaned over and gave me one, long, wet, loving kiss then got off the bed. He took my hand and pulled me up and we went to the shower and washed a lifetime of things away that needed to be washed away. It felt amazing. We emerged all clean and virtuous. We agreed we wouldn't tell the others about this last fuck. It was ours.
He hugged me for a long time, then left, going back to those two amazing guys and their amazing life that almost made me envious except James and I had the kids and that was pretty fucking awesome. Right?
So there's not much more to say. Our kids are in high school and doing well. I think one of them is gay but we're just waiting for them to tell us. James is a well-respected high school teacher, I'm a prof U of T and we hang out with Sam & Co, we hang out with Derek (and fuck him when necessary) and our kids spend time with their uncles and it all feels amazing. How fucking lucky are we? Really lucky.
The End.
