KURT:

    For a few days in August, I took my kids down to the Jersey Shore. We'd vacationed here before, both before and after the divorce, always staying at the cheapest accommodation we could find. But this time, I rented out the nicest house available in the area, sparing no expense. My kids weren't particularly used to luxury so they were impressed by the novelty of it all, saying I was the coolest dad in the world.

    Doing self-produced porn for a living and collaborating with so many women, I'd actually met one or two of them who'd become full-blown millionaires this way. Of course, I wasn't anywhere near that – women seemed to have an easier time, plus I had a family to support – but the fact that it was even an option for me felt like some sort of wild fever dream. And I owed it all to my brother! 

    I followed everything that Sawyer told me. I went to the barbers he picked for me; I wore the underwear he bought me. I never expected to be the type of guy who wore things like purple briefs with a flashy waistband and a pouch strategically sewn to show off the outline of my cock, but here I was. And once again, Sawyer was right! If I ever found myself in a public restroom (or anywhere semi-private with a mirror, really) I could just drop trou and snap a pic of my bulge, receiving tens of thousands of likes for it. 

    "Kids, Daddy's famous," I was tempted to say as I sat on the beach, checking my latest post which had gone viral. I'm sure that would impress them, but it would also be followed by the question "Famous for what?" So instead, I put my phone away and focused on building a sand castle with them, savoring the attention I was getting from straight women and gay men all over the beach now that I was in the best shape of my life and wearing a swimsuit chosen for me by my brother. It wasn't nearly as risqué as some of Sawyer's other wardrobe choices, but it was the max I could get away with in public in Jersey.

    Later that afternoon, I spotted two friends at the beach. They were a childless married couple about my age, who I knew from all of our previous vacations here. I waved at them and beckoned them to come lie down next to us. Ever since my divorce, I'd been noticing the wife (and even the husband) checking me out whenever we met, but we never did anything inappropriate. This time however, she seemed especially enthralled by my new beach body.  So much so that a few minutes later her husband discreetly said, "We were wondering if you'd be up for some… fun, before you leave."

    Once upon a time this type of suggestiveness might fly over my head. But now that my world revolved all around sex, I quickly put two and two together. Or, two plus one in this case.

    "What, the three of us?" I chuckled with interest.

    "Or just the two of you," the handsome husband replied. "I can watch. Or I don't even need to do that."

    During all of the "sex lessons" my brother had been giving me lately, he mentioned men who got off on having other guys fuck their wives. I guess that applied to my beach buddies.

    "When and where?" I asked flirtily, looking from the attractive man to his even more attractive wife.

    "We're parked nearby," she nodded her head toward the parking lot. "You and I can nip out for a bit while he looks after the kids."

    I knew this couple for years and I trusted the man to look after my children. Five minutes later, his wife and I were in their car and my dick was balls-deep inside her, her bikini bottom scrunched to the side to allow for access. We had to try not being seen by people going in and out of their vehicles, which added to the thrill. She asked me to take a video to show her husband so like a pro, I reached for my phone which I'd brought along. I recorded myself fucking her pussy until she surprised me by pulling my cock out and shoving it in her ass with very little resistance. I kept on fucking, turned on even more now that I was in a tighter orifice. Anal was one of those things that my ex-wife wouldn't agree to in a million years, but now that I was fucking porn stars it was something I was quickly getting used to.

    Soon, it was time to blast. I blew my load inside my friend, put the phone away, and we made ourselves decent. A few minutes later we were back at the beach. I handed her husband my phone, and he had to lie on his stomach to hide the boner he got while watching the video. The fact that my fresh load was now inside his wife drove him insane in the best way; I could read it on his handsome face. 

    "There's more where that came from," I said, and I discreetly showed them my porn profile and gave them a promo code for free access. Since the woman's face wasn't in the video we just recorded and she didn't have any discernible tattoos, she agreed to let me post it on there as well.

    "Excellent, more content. My manager – my brother, will be very happy," I smiled and said.

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    After playing daddy for several days, I was happy to be back in the city and around people who could make their own breakfast. It was a Sunday evening and I dropped the kids off at their mom's before getting back to the apartment I shared with Sawyer and Brock. 

    The lights were off in the main room, and for a moment I thought nobody was home. Then a loud "oh fuck!" emanated from one of the bedroom doors and I immediately knew what was going on. Initially I thought I'd quietly grab a beer and slink into my room, leaving my brother and Brock to their fun. But my rowdier side took over and I decided to surprise them by going in to say hello.

    The door to the boys' bedroom was already halfway open so I was able to see the action happening inside before I even stepped through. Brock was on his knees at the end of their bed, with Sawyer splayed out in front of him. My brother was on his side, one leg on the bed and the other sticking in the air, his calf on his boyfriend's shoulder. Brock had one of his legs in each hand and it looked like he was spreading them wider so he could get his cock as deep inside Sawyer's ass as possible. From my angle I had a very clear view of my brother's stretched hole as Brock's shaft slid in and out of it. He was going hard and I figured they must have been at this for a while already. Probably all day, knowing them.

    "Hey boys," I said playfully and smiled.

    "Hey stud," Brock said in a lusty voice. I could tell from the looks on their faces they were both feeling that animal-like fervor that comes with an extended fuck. Sawyer and I made eye contact and he smiled at me dreamily, almost like he was intoxicated. And maybe he was, for all I knew. But I also knew that sex had that same effect on my brother. Hell, just being near them when they were like this was starting to have an effect on my cock.

    "How was your vacation?" Brock asked, and I looked back at him. He was smiling at me and looking a little amused with himself. He'd never said it outright but I knew he really got off on using my brother like this in front of me.

    "Oh fine," I said in a dismissive tone. I took a few steps into the room, since it seemed like we were going to chat a little bit. "Kinda exhausting though. I'm glad to be back home." Now that I was closer, my eyes drifted back to the sight of Brock's dick pounding Sawyer's hole raw.

    "How've you guys been?" I asked casually. "What's been going on today?"

    "You're looking at it," Brock answered, then looked down at Sawyer. "He was supposed to be editing a new video of yours. But I came in and caught him just jerking off as he watched the footage."

    "Mmm," I responded, with a mock disapproving tone. "So I guess you had to punish him for slacking off, huh?"

    "Damn right," Brock said as he continued thrusting. "Dropped a load in him earlier and then let him take a nap before I decided I needed a little more."

    "I'm sure he's been loving it," I said, looking at my brother again. He had his eyes closed and a look of pure satisfaction on his face.

    "Actually..." Brock said, pausing and looking at me for a moment. "He's been complaining that his mouth feels really empty." His intense stare made me catch my breath for a quick second. The invitation was clear and I felt my cock throb in my shorts. I needed to get off, and Sawyer needed someone to fill his mouth. It seemed like a no-brainer. I kicked off my shoes and began to pull off my shirt as I took another step toward the two of them.

    "Maybe I can help with that," I said playfully, reaching down to doff the rest of my clothing. I could almost feel both their stares as I stepped over to where Sawyer's head lay at the edge of the bed. 

    I looked down at my brother's face. He was drenched in sweat and flushed, breathing fast with his mouth open a little bit. A satisfied look was on his handsome face. He smiled up at me, the same adorable smile he'd been flashing at me since he was born. I reached down and mussed his wet hair for a moment. Then, I put one knee on the bed near his head and moved my hardening cock toward his face.

    "Fuck, that's so beautiful," I heard Brock whisper as my brother started lapping at my cockhead. His eager mouth quickly pulled me deeper in and my erection firmed up quickly. I felt something touch my fingers and I glanced down to see it was Sawyer's hand. He reached up more and clutched mine tenderly. He hadn't spoken to me when I came in, even as Brock and I had traded words. But the emotion in this moment as we held hands and his tongue massaged my cock was palpable. Lately, we didn't always need words to communicate.

    I had known this would probably happen sooner or later. The sexual connection between the three of us had been getting more and more intense for months now, and Sawyer had told me many times how much he loved getting spit-roasted. Once he and I had crossed the most recent boundary of my brother sucking my cock, it was only a matter of time. And it was definitely worth the wait.

    As Sawyer started getting more and more of my cock into his mouth, I reached down and rubbed his chest. It was damp with his sweat and I traced the edge of his pec slowly before moving my fingers to his nipple. I pinched and pulled at it in the way I knew he liked. He responded with some muffled sounds of pleasure, and after a moment I tickled my fingertips across his chest and worked on the other nip for a while.

    I went back and forth with my hand as I gradually started sliding my shaft back and forth in my brother's talented mouth. I smiled when I noticed his cock twitching in response to what I was doing. On a particularly strong inward thrust, I felt my cockhead hit the back of Sawyer's throat, sending a jolt of pleasure up through me. My brother gagged and I heard his boyfriend grunt with approval. 

    My brother reached out to touch my thigh, signaling that I should slow down. As I did, I saw him shift position a little, so he lay more flat on the bed. His hard-on stuck straight up in the air and Brock didn't miss a beat as he adjusted his own posture to stay at the best angle for fucking my brother deep. Sawyer's head was bent backward a little more now, at the edge of the bed. He still had my cockhead in his mouth and was working it over hard with his tongue, which felt amazing. My brother moved his hand from my thigh and I took that as a sign that I could resume sliding my cock inside him. I pushed forward again slowly and let out a loud moan when I felt myself go even deeper than before.

    "Fuck!" I shouted as I felt my balls pressing into my brother's nose. I was pushing in as far as I could. My cock was all the way down Sawyer's throat and I could feel the increased tightness around the end. It was a pulsing grip, and I couldn't resist pulling back a little so I could feel those sensations on my cockhead over and over as I pushed back in, repeating the small thrusts.

    I heard (and felt) Sawyer moan with pleasure as I used his throat like this. I looked down his muscled torso to see that his cock was rock hard and dripping a ton of precum onto his abs.

    "He's lovin' this, ain't he?" I asked Brock, looking up at him. Brock's eyes were fixated on my cock buried in his boyfriend's throat and I could see he was starting to fuck into Sawyer even harder. That had the effect of pushing me even deeper into my brother and I quickly changed the tempo of my own thrusts to match Brock's. We were in sync, helping one another get off inside the slut stretched out between us.

    "He craves it," Brock replied to me, still looking at my brother's face pressed into my crotch. "He can never get enough cock and cum."

    It felt so wild to talk about my little brother that way, even though I'd known that about him for a while, especially after moving in with him. Being entwined in that part of his life now was incredible. We'd pushed one another past so many boundaries. I could never have done it with anyone else.

    "Put your hand on his throat," Brock said, as he started fucking Sawyer faster. I picked up my own pace as I reached my hand down to my brother's neck, not sure what Brock had in mind.

    "Like this?" I asked, gently touching Sawyer's Adam's apple with my palm.

    "No," Brock said firmly, and he leaned forward to put his hand on top of mine. His other hand was still wrapped around Sawyer's ankle, and we both kept our thrusts synchronized even as he got closer to me.

    "Like this..." Brock said, pressing his hand onto mine and forcing me to grip my brother's throat firmly. It was a little rougher than I was comfortable getting with Sawyer, and I was about to ask what we were doing. But then I felt it...

    "Oh shit," I said softly. As I pushed my cock into Sawyer as far as it could go, I could actually FEEL his throat expanding in my hand. It was an incredible sensation. The slightly larger bulge of my cockhead was discernible by my fingers as it moved back and forth. It was almost like using a fleshlight to jack off, which I hadn't done in years. Except... fuck. This was my own brother's mouth and throat.

    I looked up at Brock. He'd removed his hand from mine and was back holding Sawyer's legs apart. He was looking at me with a naughty smile on his face. He clearly knew the sensations I was feeling and was enjoying my reaction. Getting off on watching me fuck his boyfriend's face. We held that intense, sexually-charged eye contact for a few seconds and I suddenly felt my load coming fast.

    Brock must have sensed the urge in me because his expression changed to something more intense and he opened his mouth, breathing fast. He was about to cum too. I wondered if he'd been holding back all this time, waiting for me. Maybe he knew that my hand feeling my rod sliding inside my brother's cocksucking throat would send me over the edge. We remained locked on each other's eyes and we both knew the climactic moment was almost upon us.

    "Mmmmmm," I moaned as my balls finished tightening up and the first shot of cum jetted out of my cock. I stopped thrusting when I got as deep as I could go, and gave in to the intense pleasure of the moment.

    "Let's fill this slut with cum, Kurt," Brock gasped as he started to unload, pausing his pounding motions and pushing himself deep into my brother's ass.

    "Fuck yeah, give him what he needs," I replied between groans, almost out of breath. The next few seconds were a blur and I felt a little light-headed. Every part of me was being rocked with pleasure. The wet sensation of Sawyer's lips around the root of my cock was the next distinct thing I felt and I realized he was slowly scooting back toward Brock, an inch or two at a time. I was at the tail end of my orgasm, still shooting a little, and my brother moved quickly so that just my cockhead was in his mouth again. I heard Sawyer inhale deeply through his nose as he relaxed again, and I understood that he'd wanted to taste some of my load. Most of it had been released too deep in his throat for him to savor its flavor.

    I looked up to see that, at some point, Sawyer had blasted his own cum across his stomach and chest. There was no question he'd been immensely enjoying what we'd been doing to him.

    Brock had pulled out of my brother and was standing up, and I smiled when I saw him step around the bed and get down on his knees. When Brock's mouth touched the side of my sensitive shaft, I let out another moan. The two hunks proceeded to lick my cock up and down, trading off nursing the swollen head which was still oozing a few white drops. They didn't let any go to waste. As I looked down and watched my brother and his boyfriend making out as my dick slid between both their lips, I felt glad that Sawyer had found someone so devoted to fulfilling his needs, and grateful that I'd ended up being part of it all as well.