Home for the Summer: Storm's End

The summer I turned 20 was a big one. It was after my first year away at college. I came home for the summer to help my dad while my mom was away. In the weeks before my birthday, our town was hit by a substantial hurricane that was blew strong for more than 12 hours. The wind and rain took down trees, powerlines and our power. The air was hot and heavy with humidity. We had no lights or air conditioning and couldn't open the windows. We were three sweaty men stuck in the house. The outside was completely flooded. The water was maybe a foot deep in some areas of our property. Plenty of life changing things happened during that storm. The winds blew in a completely new perspective on my life and sexuality.

As a fit college wrestler virgin, i hadn't yet seen a path forward. I didn't know who I was or why I felt the way I did. My dad, a big burly Italian contractor, revealed some truths to me about who I was which explained a lot of the feelings I have always had. Turns out my Uncle Nick, my mom's brother, actually had similar feelings for my dad, and my dad, well, I am not entirely sure what he felt.

At the beginning of that storm I believed I had a biological connection to the two men in the house, but then, it was revealed to me that my dad was not my biological father. So I was not in fact biologically related to him. Then, I learned that my Uncle Nick, was not actually my mom's biological brother. Nick was born in Italy in the 1950s and was orphaned shortly after birth for some unknown reason. The church there was very connected to my family and through a program with a church in Brooklyn New York, he was sent to America. My grandparents took him in and raised him as their own. So he was not my mom's biological brother, and he was also not my biological Uncle. We were now three unrelated men trapped in a hot house with no power during a hurricane. That summer, everything changed.

I had just given Jack, the man formally known as "Dad" the most ferocious, hungry blow job ever. That was easy because it was the first time I actually gave a blow job. It was both weird and rewarding. On one hand, it was my father's cock that was the first to enter my mouth - that is weird. It's indisputable. On the other hand, it was a cock that occupied many thoughts and fantasies - that was reward and that was also indisputable.

Now the three of us were lounging around on various chairs and couches in the living room. It was getting dark and we still had no power. The room was bathed in sepia light of a stormy dusk that came from a big picture window. The light soon faded to complete darkness, except when there was lightening that flashed through the room. My dad was sprawled on the couch with one massive leg hoisted on the back of the couch. He was snoring in a deep sleep. The man came three times today. Possibly four. His big ball sack and fat slab were stuffed into his tiny jock. Uncle Nick, slept in the recliner in a pair of my dad's briefs. It looked like he had a boner. And there I was, sitting upright, but relaxed, legs outstretched from the bucket chair i sat in. My Jockey briefs were straining. I decided to play with my cock.

I pulled down the front of my briefs and my freshly shaved cock snapped free. Early this morning we each shaved our bodies completely. It was as if we were shedding the constraints of the past. The lies that held us back from the pleasure coven we were in at the moment. Like I said, we were different. Our shaved bodies were living proof. I slowly and quietly stroked my cock thinking about the day's events. I was working up my third orgasm of the day. As I tallied up the orgasms, I realized Nick was one cum behind us. Hmm. Should I take care of him? He was really the one who got me to this point in my evolution.

The lightening flashed and I confirmed everyone was still asleep. I stood up and let my briefs fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and walked toward Nick. The lightening flashed again as I stood over him, slowly stroking my cock. He looked good. His muscular chest heaved slowly with every breath. He was peaceful, but his cock was hard. I continued stroking slowly.

I reached down and gently pulled the front of Nick's briefs down. My fingers lightly brushed his very warm, very swollen cock. I hooked the waistband under his balls and lightly touched his balls and his swollen member. My dad snored deeply in the background. I knelt down to the side of Nick and put my face closer to him. I rubbed his fleshy cockhead across my lips. He twitched a little and put his head to the side. I took him into my mouth. He tasted so good. My dad, Jack, continued to snore. The lightening flashed and if anyone was awake they would have seen my head engulfing Nick's cock. I couldn't believe it was really happening.

As I sucked more, I didn't even realize my dad stopped snoring. He quietly moved across the room with the graceful silence of a swan, which was ironic because he was built like an ape. I didn't even realize because I was hungrily working on Nick's cock. Lightening flashed a bright light on the room. He stood behind me and put a giant meaty paw on my shoulder. I flinched and choked a little, but just kept on sucking.

He pulled me back and I let Nick's cock free. Nick was awake and panting heavy. Jack dropped to his knees, looked over at me and said, "My turn," before fisting Nick's cock and guiding the head to his mouth. He looked deep into my eyes then closed his and really went to town. He was going a lot faster than I was and Nick was going wild. Lightening flash. I saw the whole scene in bright light for a millisecond and then it was back to dark silhouettes. I saw Jack gripping Nick's cock and swallowing it whole. Nick's head thrashed from side to side in the background. He was enjoying it, and without even realizing, I was was too, I was stroking my cock pretty hard. It all seemed so natural. Nick grabbed Jack's head and pushed it down on his cock. Jack stopped breathing for a second and then started to squirm. Nick let up a little so he could breath.

That was a funny scene because my comically large, no, extra-large dad dwarfed Nick in every way. Nick's cock was very large, yet it looked below average in Jack's hand and mouth. Then, see Nick force that giant melon down harder on his cock was kinky as fuck. He was dominating the big burly man. He grabbed his head again and pushed down hard. He held it there. Jack was struggling on fine line between fear and enjoyment. Oh my god, I thought, my dad was into this stuff. The lightening flash and Jack's face was red. Nick was going longer and longer between giving him breaks. Jack's big hands were now pressed down on Nick, one on his abdomen and the other on his leg. He looked at me while Nick as face fucking him and gave me a thumbs up. I could see he was choking. Then Nick called out, "It's all good. Don't worry. We do this from time to time." Jack nodded and gave me a thumbs up again, and Nick pushed down on his head hard and held tight.

Jack struggled to breath with Nick's cock stuck in his throat, but Nick was not letting up. Jack lightly pushed off Nick in a mock protest, and then went limp. He was out. Nick lifted his head off his cock. He was in deep alright. No wonder my dad couldn't breath. Nick rolled his body to the floor and then jumped up. Lightening flashed and I saw his giant pole bouncing. "Help me roll him over. I'll explain in a minute."

The big man, Jack, was on his belly. His meaty ass stuck up high like shiny moons. Nick dropped his briefs and stroked his cock. "Okay, this is what we do when your dad wants me to fuck him. Help me lube up my cock with some spit." We each took turns spitting on his cock. I thought to myself, fuck him? That was new. Nothing surprised me any more. "Now, you sit on his shoulders and keep his chest to the floor. He's gonna resist. But don't worry. This is the way he likes it." I was shocked and had so many questions, but did as I was told.

I was sitting on my dad's, or Jack's, shoulders, pinning him to the floor, straddling his torso facing Nick who was between Jack's massive giant redwood tree trunks. He had a hand between Jack's cheeks and other was stroking his cock. He spit on Jack's hole and leaned into him. "Fuck he's tight." He pushed harder and Jack opened his legs to better receive him. He was awake and starting to fake struggle. Nick's face was about a foot from mine, and I saw the ecstasy when he entered him fully. Jack called out. I was actually watching my Uncle Nick fuck my dad. Fuck! I couldn't believe it. I was stroking my cock hard. Nick looked me in the eye and spit on my cock. "Come on. I need some lube.

I spit on my cock too and stroked faster and harder. "Yeah boy. That's it. Gimme some of that." He was slowly riding Jack's ass. I could see the rhythmic motions of the Nick's muscular silhouette before me, then a lightening flash would add color and life to the sweaty male bodies. Jack seemed to wince every time Nick pushed all the way in. And he was definitely all the way in at times. There was a masculine beauty to the whole scene, like men working on an intricate project. I was close and pumping faster. I got up on my knees and cried out. "I'm gonna cum," through my heavy panting breaths. Nick pulled out and got to his knees. He came closer to me. I felt my balls tighten with my orgasm. They hurt because it was the third time I squeezed their juice in 12 hours, but it was a good hurt. My cock head began to tingle and electricity shot up my shaft, then up my spine to my brain, and back down again. Lightening flashed and cum shot from my cockhead all over Nick. He wiped it with his hand. "Yeah man, gimme that juice." He stroked it on to his cock and some dripped on Jack's back. At that moment, we were no longer family, biological or not. We were three sexual beings. Enjoying each other and ourselves in the most self indulgent way.

"Yeah Ernie, give us that love." Jack grunted. His face was up and his hands were poised like he was in a push up. His back was arched. Nick reentered him again and fell to the ground with deep guttural groan. Nick was fucking him hard. I could hear my jizz making that squishy sound as he fucked the big man. I sat back down on Jack's back. I felt his strength beneath me. Nick grunted and cried, "I'm gonna blow!" He pulled out, got to his knees, and spewed hot cum all over my dad's back. Some even hit me in the chest. Lightening flashed at that moment and it seemed like cum was going everywhere. He relaxed. We were all panting, our chests heaving. "Okay, Ernie, off!" My dad commanded and I rolled to my side. Jack rolled over and lightening flashed again just enough to see his swollen member. God he was huge. "My turn," he said.

Jack started jerking his cock right there on the floor in our living room. And damn, he was bigger and fatter than I had ever seen him. "Can I get a little help?" Jack asked to the room. "My meat is raw from all the activity today." Flash, flash. Nick stepped toward him and spit on his cock. Instinctively I did the same. Jack caught it and stroked it on to his cock. Nick knelt down and rubbed his thigh. I did the same, but then I reached out slowly and fondled his ball sack. It was literally twice the size of my hand. I moved slowly and enjoyed the feeling this time as opposed to the frantic activity in the yard earlier today, during the angry blow job I gave him after the big reveal that he wasn't my father. I couldn't believe I was actually touching them, feeling their weight, fondling their heaviness, inspecting them. The skin was smooth, and freshly shaven, which made them look different because they were usually covered in thick black hair. Flash. Jack was stroking his cock. Then Nick leaned over and sucked his cock head in between his strokes. Flash flash. They both looked intense. Like they were in a different place in the world and it was a place I wanted to go.

With Jack's ball sack in my hand, I leaned forward and took my turn on his nob. It filled my mouth, Jack let out a groan and thunder rumbled at the same time. He thrusted his hips upward and his cock head went deeper. It pressed hard against the back of my throat. I struggled to keep it there as long as I could. His warm cock was firm and fleshy at the same time. The shape and ridge felt so good on my tongue, which caressed the underside of his shaft. He relaxed and it pulled out. My lips stretched open over the ridge of his ample cockhead both to let him withdraw and to keep him in my mouth as long as possible. Flash. Nick took his turn. I kept fondling his balls and Jack thrusted upward again deeper into Nick's mouth. Jack grabbed the back of Nick's head and pushed it down on his cock. It must have been deep in Nick's throat because his nose was against Jack's groin. I felt his balls move and for some reason I grabbed them a little harder and pulled.

"Yeah, that's it. Rough them up!" Thunder rumbled. Nick started to squirm and Jack released his head. He back off gasping. I wrapped my thumb and middle finger around the base of his sack and pulled. The skin on his cock strained and stretched thin. "Yeah... like that." Then he put a hand on the back of my head and firmly guided me down to his cock. With my grip firmly on his balls I opened my mouth to accept his manhood. He entered my mouth and he simultaneously pushed down on the back of my head. This time he was aggressively pressed against the back of my throat. It was overwhelming and I gagged and choked. I felt some juices come up and the warm slippery liquid covered the length of his cock. Then he pushed harder and I felt it bend and go down my throat. I couldn't breath. I gagged again and showered his cock in more slickness. I adjusted my position to better accept his hog into my throat. I squeezed his nuts hard and pulled. "Yeah... do it. Do me." Jack called out over the thunder.

In between slurps and gasps, I cried out, "I want more. Deeper. Gimme you meat." Fuck. Who was I? Not the same Ernie. I was transformed into someone... or something else. I think we all were.

"You want more, huh?" With that the big man gripped my head with a fistful of my hair and pulled me off his cock. He got his feet under him and stood up. "Come on," and he dragged me by my hair to the couch where he was sleeping before. He said, "Lay down here on your back, and hang your head back off the arm of the couch." I did as I was told. He moved the end table out of the way. Mom was not going to like that. He gripped my cheeks firmly and pressed his thumbs against my lips. "Open," he commanded. This angle gave him a straight line to my throat. He pushed his cock in deep. I felt it reach the back of my tongue and it kept going. His balls were covering my nose. I couldn't breath so I had no way to savor the aroma of his sweaty sack. He pulled back and I gasped for a breath. "Breathe," he commanded and pushed back in. Once I he got passed a certain point my breath was cut off. I trusted him. I felt his cock head go deeper with every thrust, and he lingered longer each time, too. Nick came over to watch.

"Yeah man, that is hot." I felt Nick's hand on my throat. "I can feel your cock in there." He was caressing my throat, and face around Jack's member.

"He's tight." Jack grunted as he was fucking my virgin throat. "I'm gonna pump my seed in his belly.

"Give it to him," Nick instructed. Jack was thrusting into my face and throat harder and deeper and faster now. I couldn't see anything, I could only feel. It had been a while since I took a breath. I don't know how I was actually still conscious. I felt Jack's massive swollen member just owning my throat. My lips gripped him as tight as they could but they were strained to accommodate him. His big fleshy ball sack smashed against my nose and eyes. At that moment I was a play thing. Jack was panting harder with every thrust and grunting louder. Then he cried out and stayed still, deep in my throat. I felt his balls tighten and cock grew thicker with every pulse. Two, three, four, five... hard thickening pulses. I had the sensation of warmth coating my belly.

"Arrh..." and Jack pulled out. My lips gripped his cock and my tongue tasted his head and instinctively found his piss hole. Then he was all the way out and I could breath. I was panting to catch my breath and so was Jack.

"Damn. That was just about the hottest thing I've ever seen," Nick said. "And I've seen a lot." I sat up and immediately burped. I could taste Jack's cum.