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A Martinez Family Thanksgiving


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    Usually on Thanksgiving morning, my parents' house was bustling with noise. This year however, my twin brother and I were the first ones to show up, even though it was almost noon, which left us with the task of setting the table. 

    About half an hour later, our 19-year-old cousin Toni showed up with a special guest: his father Greg. Most of the family had never met Toni's dad – Toni only met him a few months ago himself! Ironically enough, I'd known Greg for a few years. Gay LA being what it is, he and I shared an ex, a model named Ben. Greg was almost handsome enough to be a model himself. Seeing as he was attractive, wealthy, and charismatic, I was of course attracted to him (even if he was my cousin's dad). I tried chatting with Greg as much as I could, but Toni was always there, literally clutching his father's hand like a little child. Even so, I wasn't upset at my cousin; after growing up without a dad, it was understandable that he was possessive of Greg now that he had him in his life.

    The next people to arrive were my sister Mia, her husband Kris, and the very large fetus growing inside Mia's stomach. My sister was in her third trimester and there was a chance of her giving birth by Christmas, even. Their excuse for being late was that their flight from San Francisco had landed later than scheduled (I was astounded that Mia was up for flying at all, considering the state she was in).

    I offered to help Kris carry their stuff to one of the bedrooms upstairs. I liked Kris, especially after our last year's Thanksgiving encounter, when he let me jerk off in front of him in the backyard. Of course, I would've been more than happy to go even further than just jacking off in front of him… and this year, I got the chance to do just that.

    Mia announced that she was going to take a nap before dinner, so she retired to their bedroom. My twin Mario was downstairs talking to Toni and Greg, so Kris and I found ourselves alone and I dragged him to the bedroom I was staying in.

    "Let's have a chat," I said to my sister's husband. "If you don't mind me saying, you look a bit tired. Everything alright with you?"

    "Yeah," Kris nodded, taking a seat next to me on the bed. "Just some pre-baby stress, but nothing I can't handle," he smiled.

    "I don't doubt you for a second. I'm sure you'll make a great daddy," I smirked. "How're things with Mia?"

    "Pretty good. Except–" Kris cut himself short. "No, everything's fine."

    "C'mon, what's wrong? Spill it," I insisted.

    "Well…" my brother-in-law hesitated for a brief moment. "I mean… we haven't had sex in a couple of months. She hasn't felt up for it."

    "I thought pregnant women were supposed to be constantly horny?" I noted.

    "Not all of 'em," Kris smiled. "So it's been a lot of…" Then, my brother-in-law made a jerk-off motion with his right hand, jacking an invisible cock while making eye contact with me.

    "Haha. Well, no shame in that," I said. "I mean, my boyfriend and I have sex all the time, and I still jack off. You've seen me do it," I winked.

    "That I have," Kris nodded, and unless I was mistaken, there seemed to be some nostalgia in his voice. "That I have," he repeated.

    "You know… maybe you should return the favor?" I suggested, bumping my right knee against Kris's left thigh on the bed.

    "What, jerk off in front of you?" he laughed.

    "If you're in the mood, sure," I replied.

    Kris looked at the door and got up off the bed. For a moment I thought he might walk out of the room and leave me, but instead he turned the lock on the door and returned to sit next to me.

    "Okay then. I do owe you one," he said, and he unzipped his pants to pull out a hairy dick and a forest of dark pubes through the fly of his jeans and boxers. 

    "Pull your pants down, make yourself comfortable," I encouraged him, and Kris heeded my advice. He pulled his pants and underwear down in one swoop, dropping them around his ankles. Next, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, much to my pleasure as I enjoyed the sight of his hairy torso. My 25-year-old brother-in-law had gained a bit of weight since the last time I saw him, but he was still in good shape and made me want to run my fingers through his hairy abdomen… which is exactly what I did.

    "Mmm," Kris moaned, his dick quickly rising to greet me. The deal had been for him to jerk off in front of me, but now that my hand was so close to his tool, I couldn't help but let it slide down past his dense pubic bush and wrap itself around Kris's meat.

    "This okay?" I asked him softly as I squeezed his semi firmly and felt it grow harder within my grasp.

    "Aha. Mmm, keep going," Kris asked me, getting used to the touch of my hand in no time. Just a few seconds later, his prick was rock hard; my fist sliding up and down its rigid shaft. 

    "You and your boyfriend – aaah – you and your boyfriend still in an open relationship?" Kris asked me out of the blue.

    "Yes," I nodded as I continued stroking his dick with my right hand; my left hand now reaching for my brother-in-law's hairy nut sack.

    "Mm, so – aah – so he wouldn't mind if you, say, suck my dick?"

    Whoa! I did NOT expect to hear that from Kris! Clearly, the lack of sex between him and my sister was getting to him. I looked down, noticing all of the precum already leaking out of my brother-in-law's piss slit and sticking to my fingers. It did look appetizing… Without further hesitation, I leaned down and opened my mouth wide, swallowing my sister's husband's cock all the way.

    "Ahhhh!" Kris moaned, immediately relieved. He ran his fingers through my hair as I combed mine through his pubes – obviously manscaping hadn't been a priority during his sexless phase. My other hand was still holding on to Kris's balls, and I looked forward to sampling the jizz they were currently producing. 

    Slurping on my brother-in-law's dick, I enjoyed the taste of the precum he was feeding me. My own dick was rapidly reaching peak erection, and I pulled down my pants to free it. Surprisingly, a minute or two later, my brother-in-law's left hand was reaching for my bare ass, giving one of my cheeks a squeeze… before venturing into my crack and feeling up my hole.

    "You wanna fuck me?" I said, pulling Kris's dick out of my mouth for a moment.

    "What?!" he asked, sounding shocked, as if he wasn't currently pressing up against my asshole with his fingers.

    "Do you wanna fuck my ass? C'mon, it'll feel even better than getting your dick sucked," I promised.

    Kris hesitated for a moment but then his fingertips pressed harder against my hole, and the next moment his fingers were diving inside my ass. I opened my asshole wider, swallowing my brother-in-law's fingers and obviously impressing him. My hole was smooth and welcoming, and my sister's husband could no longer resist the temptation.

    "Okay. Get your ass over here," he said, lying down on the bed as I got on top of him, straddling him. We were face to face, and I carefully observed the expression on Kris's face as I took his dick and rubbed it in-between my thick asscheeks, getting some of precum on there instead of lube. I kissed his cockhead with my ass lips, before letting them part… and swallowing his dick inside of me.

    "Fuuuuuck!" my bro-in-law moaned, his hard dick going balls-deep in my ass in just a couple of seconds. His eyes were wide open; he was clearly shocked to see how quickly I could take him. 

    "Fuck," he panted. "When I – aaaah – when I fucked your sister up the ass it took us much longer than this."

    I smiled as I bag bouncing up and down on Kris's rod. He didn't need to move or do anything – I would take care of him all on my own.

    "Ahhh, fuck!" I joined in my brother-in-law's moans as I felt his cockhead tapping against my prostate. It made me bounce even faster, going at my own favorite rhythm, feeling Kris hit my G-spot every time I pressed down harder against his crotch. I could hear the rest of my family talking downstairs; we needed to be quick before someone caught on to what we were doing. I was determined no matter what to get Kris's nut before we left the room.

    "Mmm. Mmm. Fuck," we moaned in unison. Unless Kris had cheated on my sister with someone else, this was his first fuck in a couple of months; and unless I was very much mistaken: this was his first fuck with a guy ever! I felt his eagerness, like a teen doing it for the first time. I grinned as I maintained eye contact with him, grinding my hips with his dick inside of me, intent on giving Kris the best first experience possible.

    "Ahhh, fuck, you gonna make me cum," he said soon. Indeed, it didn't take him long at all.

    "Go for it, bud. Fucking bust your nut inside of me," I offered, bouncing even harder up and down. I wanted that seed – the same seed that had knocked up my sister. My own boner swung back and forth, and I didn't even bother controlling or stroking it.

    "I'm serious, I'm gonna cum," Kris said, as if expecting me to get up off his dick.

    "Cum inside of me!!" I growled loudly, staring down at my brother-in-law's eyes as he…

    "AAAAAAH!!!" he shouted. Then, he brought his own fist to his mouth and bit down, muffling his moans of pleasure. His balls were ready: his dick was exploding with cum inside of me, breeding me and glazing my guts.

    "Fuck yeah, man! Fuck yeah!" I panted and I felt my own dick shooting out like a jizz fountain. I'd cum completely handsfree, thanks to the impact of Kris's cockhead against my prostate. My spunk shot all over the man's hairy torso, even getting on his neck and dangerously close to his face.

    "Holy shit, that really just happened," the straight man laughed with disbelief as well as pride. When our orgasms were over, I got up and helped Kris stand up. He still had his pants around his ankles and he had difficulties standing, probably weakened by his strong orgasm. "I'm gonna need to shower or something," he noted, looking down at my cum on his chest and belly.

    "Allow me," I said, bending down and licking my essence all off of Kris's torso. Then, I stood up straight so we were face to face, and I planted a kiss on his lips, feeling his beard scratch my face. "Now, let's go down and eat."



    After taking a nap at my parents' house, I took a quick shower and went out in the backyard to get some fresh air before dinner. I was really missing SoCal weather up in San Francisco – it was a gorgeous, sunny day and I was almost tempted to jump into the pool. As I looked at the water I was joined in the yard by my brother Manuel.

    "Here," he said, handing me a flask.

    "Umm, hello?" I said, pointing at my very pregnant stomach.

    "It's Jarritos, no booze. I just poured it in a flask to keep up with our tradition of drinking in the backyard," Manu winked at me.

    I accepted the flask full of soda and took a swig. "So, how've you been?" I asked my brother, even though I could already read it on his sad-looking face. This year, I was the one who had gotten married… and Manuel was the one who had gotten divorced. His wife had asked him for it in the spring, and this was his first Thanksgiving without his kids. 

    "I'm… okay. As well as can be expected," he shrugged.

    "You miss the kids?"

    "Of course I do. But hey, I get them for Christmas! That's the bigger holiday."

    "And have you started dating already?" I asked, eager to see my favorite brother in a relationship again.

    "Nah. I still feel like I'm in some sorta limbo. But you're right, I should probably get back into the game before I get too old," he chuckled. Manuel was 31, so I wasn't at all worried about him being too old to date. 

    "Do you have any single buddies to go out with?" I asked.

    "Not really, all of them are married by this point. And the ones that aren't I kinda lost touch with after I had kids."

    "You can go out with the twins," I suggested. I lived in SF now so I wasn't much help, but our youngest brothers Mario and Mateo lived here in LA and they could take Manu for a night out.

    "I'm pretty sure the twins only hang out with other gay guys," Manuel noted.

    "Hey, it'd be a chance to expand your horizons," I laughed. Then suddenly, my brother asked me,

    "Have you ever… dated a girl?"

    "I've never dated one, no," I answered truthfully. "But I've hooked up with a few. More than a few, now that I think about it, back in high school and college. You ever hooked up with a guy?"

    "Ummm," Manuel avoided my eyes and looked down at the hot tub next to the pool. "No, no I haven't. Let's go inside, dinner's ready."

    I could tell he was avoiding the topic and wondered if he was telling the truth, but I figured he was going through enough so I decided not to push it.



    I'd always been close to Mia and I couldn't remember ever lying to her, not since I made her believe Santa was real. But when she asked me about hooking up with another guy, I thought of two things: the handjob I got from my brother Mateo in the hot tub three years ago, and the time I jerked off with my oldest brother Miguel while we were out on a hike last year. Interestingly enough, both of those had occurred during Thanksgiving. But I couldn't admit the truth to my sister, what would that sound like?! Even Miguel and I had never talked about the mutual jack-off since it'd happened.

    This year, Miguel and his husband Vaughn were the last ones to arrive at our parents' house. Apparently there was a huge mess at LAX and all of the landings were delayed, including their flight from Chicago. Even though they were stressed, they looked exceptionally good. Although I couldn't pinpoint it, they looked like they had some work done. (Was it Botox? Not sure, I never paid mind to stuff like that. And were Vaughn's lips fuller? Those were definitely fillers.) 

    One of the most interesting people to talk to at the table was Greg, our cousin Toni's dad. Greg was a lifelong Angeleno like us, and since he was a successful attorney I loved picking his brain about the business world. Toni joined in our conversation as much as he could, and I was happy to see that my teenage cousin had matured and learned a lot since the last time I saw him. Whether he'd learned it at UCLA, or courtesy of his successful father, I was just proud of Toni and could see a bright future ahead of him.

    After dinner, the family gathered in the living room to watch TV and talk. Like every year, I would be spending the night in the spare bedroom rather than driving all the way home, which would take at least a couple of hours. Only this year, rather than sharing the bed with my wife, I would be sharing it with my cousin, who was also staying over.

    In the living room, I felt overwhelmed by all of the noise and commotion. Lately, I'd been accustomed to living on my own and large get-togethers like this felt stressful, especially since I felt like I was expected to act like I was "fine," when in reality I just wanted to be left alone. 

    Without saying anything to anyone, I retreated upstairs to the guest room early in the night. There, I got down to my underwear and lay down on the bed with a long sigh. Absent-mindedly, I played my right hand on my crotch and gave my cock a few good squeezes through the fabric of my white boxer briefs. I enjoyed the solitude for a while, but it wasn't long before my cousin Toni burst into the room, stopping in his tracks when he saw me in bed, touching myself.

    "Oops, sorry. I didn't know you were here," he said. "I wanted to pick up some extra pillows. My dad decided to sleep on the couch here, he's not driving home tonight," Toni added excitedly.

    "That's fine," I replied, removing my hand from my bulge and realizing I was now half-hard.

    "You know, I can also sleep on the couch if you want," Toni said, grabbing some pillows and linen. 

    "I don't mind, whatever makes you more comfortable," I said.

    "I'm comfortable either way, I just figured you might want some privacy," the teen chuckled, pointing at my near-naked body and my semi-erection.

    "Oh this?" I said, pointing down at my dick and almost blushing. "Sorry about that."

    "No, no worries," Toni quickly added. "I hope I didn't embarrass you," he said, holding the pillows but making no effort to leave the room.

    "Nah, I ain't embarrassed. I grew up with three brothers, remember?"

    "Yeah, you guys probably walked in on each other all the time," Toni – who was an only child – said with what sounded like an air of jealousy.

    "Ha, well not all the time," I confessed. "But it has happened." Then, sensing that Toni might appreciate this tidbit, I added, "You know, Miguel was the one who taught me how to jack off when we were growing up."

    "Really?!" my cousin asked excitedly, almost dropping the stuff he was holding.

    "Yeah. He's six years older, so he was in the midst of puberty then and knew a lot more than I did," I smiled as my dick continued to grow harder.

    "So what, did he jerk you off or something?" my cousin prodded for details.

    "Nah, nothing like that. We just talked about it briefly. We're both uncut, which is unusual here. Some of the other boys had made fun of Miguel about it back then, and he wanted to let me know it was 'perfectly normal,' just in case anyone ever made fun of me. And then…"

    "What?!" Toni looked more interested than ever.

    "Oh, fine. He jerked off in front of me once, just to show me what it's like. I only have vague recollections of it, but I remember I ran and told all my friends the next day. It was the beginning of a lovely relationship with myself," I said cheesily.

    "One that continues to this day," Toni noted, once again pointing down to my crotch. I looked down and realized I was fully hard by this point, my penis nearly bursting out of my tight underwear. "I wish I had an older brother to teach me stuff like that," my cousin confessed, licking his lips without taking his eyes off my engorged bulge for a second. Then, he asked, "Do you… mind showing me?"

    "You want me to be your big bro and show you?" I said. Even I was surprised by the words coming out of my mouth.

    "Yes," Toni nodded, finally putting down the pillows he was holding. 

    I got up, closed the door and made sure it was locked, and I stood right in front of my cousin with my cock hard as a rock. I slipped my thumb in the waistband of my boxer briefs and I pulled them down, revealing myself to my teenage cousin.

    "Whoa, bro!" Toni sounded impressed. I smiled, happy to be admired. Although I had times when I felt insecure about my body, my dick was something I never had a problem with. It wasn't the biggest dick in the world – I knew for a fact my brother Miguel's was bigger! – but it had a very thick mushroom head that looked rather impressive. Slowly, I peeled my foreskin back to reveal my glans, glistening with precum by now.

    I began to jerk off for Toni, just like Miguel had done for me all those years ago. However, my cousin seemed intent on being more than just a silent observer. He stepped in closer and closer to me, moving slowly and nervously, as if worried I might stop him. Then, once he was close enough, he reached his hand toward my boner… and grasped it firmly.

    "Ahhhh, fuck!" I moaned, thrilled by the sensation of someone else's hand on my prick after such a long time. My hips started thrusting instinctively, fucking my young cousin's soft hand. "Nice, bro!" I complimented his grip on my dick, and felt him squeeze me even tighter.

    "If you want I can also… give you a blowjob," the pretty boy offered as he worked my foreskin up and down my shaft. My knees buckled with pleasure. I knew this was insane… but I wanted to keep it going.

    "Go for it," I nodded, closing my eyes. A couple of seconds later, I felt a set of lips kissing my wet cockhead. While the rest of our family watched TV downstairs, my cousin sucked my pre-jizz straight out of my piss slit and swallowed it all down, before continuing to slide his full lips down my rock-hard shaft. I moaned louder as I felt my dick slide deeper into the teen's receptive throat, and I knew just then that this wasn't Toni's first time sucking cock. The motherfucker's been doing this for a while!

    Placing my hands on the sides of Toni's head, I began fucking his face. I felt my thighs and glutes flexing as my hips pistoned back and forth, moving more and more rapidly once I was certain that Toni's teen throat could keep up with this. I heard my cousin gag and choke a few times, but he made no move to get off my prick. Indeed, he seemed insatiable, devouring it all the way to the hilt, burying his nose in my pubes which I hadn't trimmed for months. 

    "Ah fuck!" I said loudly as Toni's delicate fingers played with my balls. After a while, his hands started to move up my hairy taint, and before I knew it the teen's fingertips were pressing up against my asshole. I expected my hole to clench tightly in reaction, but I was surprised to feel it opening up, accepting the tip of one of Toni's fingers inside.

    "Aaaaaaahhh, ¡joder!" I moaned even louder, feeling a finger up my ass for the very first time. My asshole was super hairy, but Toni didn't seem to have a problem with that and only continued to dive in further until he was two knuckles deep. He fingered my hole with the same rhythm he was sucking my cock, and it was the combination of those two things that pushed me over the edge. "I'm gonna cum," I panted, and when I realized Toni wasn't about to pull back I added, "I'm gonna cum down your fucking throat. I'm gonna cum inside your cocksucking mouth."

    Clearly turned on by this, my cousin sucked my dick ever harder, until finally my balls tightened and I arrived to the point of no return. Toni pressed something deep in my ass (was this my prostate?!) and that same fucking second I exploded, shooting a HUGE load down my teen cousin's gullet, feeding him the jizz he so obviously craved. 

    After one of the most intense orgasms of my life, my cock pulled out of Toni's mouth at the same time as his finger pulled out of my hairy ass.

    "Wanna come back downstairs and have some dessert?" he asked casually, getting back up to his feet with a smile and picking up the extra pillows again.

    "Sure," I said. "Just make sure you wash your hands before you eat."



    Even though our eldest brother Miguel was gay just like my twin Mateo and me, he couldn't be more different from the two of us. Mateo and I still worked as gogo boys, and fucked around with whoever we pleased. Indeed, almost nobody in our WeHo circles seemed to be monogamous. On the other hand, Miguel and his husband Vaughn pretended to be the poster boys for marital bliss. And just like many other couples who pretended to have it all, I knew it was all a façade – just two years ago, Vaughn had sucked my cock whilst begging "Please don't tell your brother."

    I never told Miguel, mainly because I suspected he fooled around behind his spouse's back as well. Every time I saw their perfectly curated Instagram feed, full of pictures of their dog and elegant house, as well as shirtless gym selfies of the two of them hugging, I couldn't help but laugh. It was especially ironic that those posts were followed by hundreds of comments going "omg you guys are goals 😍" and "I wish to one day find what you two have."

    During Thanksgiving dinner this year, I eyed Vaughn (and his new lip fillers), wondering how things were going between him and my brother. After the meal, we all gathered around in the living room, but soon enough people started to walk back and forth through the house. Manuel and our cousin Toni disappeared upstairs for a while, and Vaughn announced he was gonna have an early night as well. Once again, Vaughn and Miguel were sharing a bedroom with Mateo and me.

    After Vaughn went upstairs, I decided to pay him a visit and see if he was really sleeping or not. I found him in his underwear, lying on one of the beds and scrolling through his phone.

    "You left the party so you could be on your phone? Tsk tsk," I scolded him.

    "Yeah, I just needed to relax for a bit," he said, sounding nervous and I walked closer to his bed.

    "Let me know if you need some help with that," I said cockily.

    "What do you mean by that?" Vaughn asked.

    "Well… my favorite way to relax is by fucking," I said, grabbing my bulge and getting my message across.

    Vaughn and I looked at each other for a while, during which I continued rubbing my cock through the basketball shorts I was currently freeballing in. Finally, Vaughn spoke.

    "Thanks– Thanks for never letting my husband know about… about what happened that time when I–" he stuttered.

    "That time you sucked my cock?" I said. 

    "Y– Yes," he nodded. Looking down at his crotch, I could tell his cock was starting to grow… just like mine was.

    "So can you still suck cock with those new lips you have?" I asked my brother-in-law, walking even closer to the bed until I was right next to it. Rather than answer verbally, Vaughn reached for my shorts and pulled them down, allowing my now-hard cock to spring out and almost smack him in the face.

    Next, Miguel's husband took my cock in his mouth with so much gusto, it felt like he'd been looking forward to this for two whole years. He sucked me rapidly; maybe he was worried about getting caught, or maybe he just wanted to taste my cum again as soon as possible. He was a good cocksucker… but I had a different plan this time around.

    "Pull down your underwear," I said, and I went to stand behind Vaughn. He did as he was told, revealing his moderately hairy asscrack and sticking it up in the air so that his picker was winking at me. I gathered saliva and spit it out on his hole, bending down and commencing to rim my brother's husband. The door to the room wasn't even locked, but the pervy side of me enjoyed the added risk.

    Vaughn had probably not counted on being rimmed tonight. (I wondered if his husband ever did it to him.) He hadn't taken a shower since their flight, so he smelled and tasted extra strong as I drove my tongue inside his hole. While doing so, I reached down between Vaughn's legs and gripped his hard cock, stroking it a few minutes while eating his ass. With every passing moment, Vaughn's hole felt more and more relaxed and open. Finally, it was time to set my plan into action.

    "Open up," I said to my brother-in-law as I got up and put my hard cock next to his pulsing hole. Precum came oozing out of me, and I added some more saliva to it to make my very own brand of lube. Then, once I was nice and wet, and I SHOVED my cock inside Vaughn in one swift move, barely giving him any notice.

    "Oh, fuck!!" he shouted, taken aback. His hole throbbed against my dick and I had no doubt he was in a bit of pain. Not like he didn't deserve it – he was cheating on my brother, after all.

    "There you go, you fucking slut. That's what you deserve," I grunted as I began to work Vaughn's hole mercilessly.

    "Fuck yes. I'm a cock-hungry slut and that's precisely what I deserve," Vaughn moaned, making me crack a smile behind his back. 

    "One man's not enough for ya, huh?" I said, gripping Vaughn's wrists and holding both his arms behind his back as if I were arresting him. "You gotta go look for dick other places, huh? And your husband's brother, of all people."

    Thinking back to our encounter two years ago, I remembered Vaughn telling me that I was bigger than Miguel in the cock department, which made me smile once again. I fucked his ass harder and harder and as much as he tried to keep the noise down and be stealthy, he couldn't help but moan out in pleasure.

    True enough, all of the noise we were making had attracted attention. Ten or so minutes later, the bedroom door opened and in walked my twin brother Mateo.

    "The fuck are you doing here?" he said, and then smirked when he saw the answer for himself.

    "Wanna join?" I asked my twin. "His ass is taken, but he's a damn good cocksucker as well."