DARYL:

    One Friday evening, one of the employees at the diner showed up for work even though she wasn't scheduled to. I felt bad sending her home without any pay, so I made a managerial decision.

    "Why don't you take the shift, and I'll go home instead? My son's staying with me and I could use some more time with him," I suggested.

    Indeed, my son Malik was slowly getting ready to leave and go back to his ma's house, so I wanted to make the most of it before then. Things were going smoothly between us, for the most part. I wasn't used to sharing a house (other than my stay in prison, since graduating high school I'd only ever lived on my own or with whatever girl I was dating at the time). It was the small things, like remembering to put a pair of shorts on in the morning or not forgetting to close the door when taking a shower. Not that Malik was a huge prude or anything. On a couple of occasions we'd smoked weed and drunk beer together, and I was happy to see my son becoming my friend.

    That made it all a bit less awkward a couple of days ago when Malik walked in on me jacking off. I was in the bathroom and I thought he was still at school so I hadn't bothered closing the door. Turns out, Malik had come home early and headed straight to the bathroom for a piss. My eyes were closed while I was jacking off so I have no idea how long he might've stood there looking at me, but after a while I heard some sniggering so I opened my eyes and saw him there. "Nice one, Dad," he said and ran to the other bathroom.

    Now, returning home early from the diner, I walked into the house and yelled out, "Malik?! I'm home."

    Immediately, I heard rumbling in his room. It was so loud that it sounded like there was more than one person there. I took my jacket and gloves off, and slowly walked up the stairs, curious to see what was going on in my son's room, but not wanting to appear too nosy.

    "Hey!" someone opened the door just as I reached the top of the stairs, but that someone wasn't my son. It was my brother Emmett, looking all sweaty in the face.

    "What you doing here?" I asked, surprised to see Emmett.

    "I was just checking out my old room," he replied, short of breath. Before I had a chance to ask any follow-up questions, my son joined us out in the hallway saying he's starved and that we should get something to eat.

    "I brought food from the diner," I told Malik. "Set it out on the table, we'll be right there."

    After my son dashed down the stairs, I turned to my brother and said,

    "Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something. You busy this weekend?"

    "Not really, Vince is working again. Why, what's up?"

    "Well, a friend of mine and I wanted to come over," I said as suggestively as I could.

    "What friend?" Emmett looked surprised.

    "Jared from down the street, Henry's brother. He… knows that you and I have messed around together. And he… wanted to join in," I said without getting into too much detail.

    It took my brother a minute to wrap his mind around what I was saying. Finally, he looked me in the eyes and said,

    "Sunday afternoon at three."

—

    That Sunday, I expected to spend the morning with Malik but he was out of the house. He returned just a few minutes before three o'clock, and by that point I had to leave to go to my brother's house.

    "See you tonight, Dad. Have fun," my son said with a smirk, almost as if he knew I was going out to have sex.

    When I arrived at my brother's place, Emmett once again looked sweaty and in a tizzy. He was walking around straightening cushions as if Jared or I gave a shit about what the house looked like.

    "Wanna get started while we wait for him to get here?" I asked, placing one hand on the crotch of my sweatpants.

    "Started with what?" asked Emmett.

    "Well for starters, you can suck my dick," I replied, taking a seat on the couch. 

    "I– I thought we might go upstairs…" my brother started, "but I guess we can do it here."

    Once again, I found myself doing something I'd never expected before: holding on to my growing dick and putting it in my little brother's mouth, letting Emmett suck it to full erection, which he'd managed to do within a couple of minutes. Jared was clearly running late; I hoped he wasn't bailing on us, but even if he did, I was determined to blow my nut.

    I spread my legs wider and let my brother service my dick. My eyes were closed for most of it, but whenever I opened them I realized how dark it was in the house with all of the drapes closed.

    "Damn, it's dark in here," I said to Emmett.

    "Yeah well, don't want any of the neighbors peeking in," he said, taking my dick out his mouth and stroking it for a while, using his saliva to lubricate my shaft as he pumped up-and-down with his fist. "I've learned my lesson."

    "Ha, what lesson is that?" I laughed.

    "Uhhh… My husband and I got caught once while we were having sex here," he said and he quickly went back to sucking my dick, going all in and deep-throating me until his chin was grazing my nuts. I had a feeling his answer to my question was a lie, but I didn't care enough to call him out.

    I hit the back of my brother's throat with the tip of my dick, and just as Emmett gagged there was a loud knock on the door.

    "C'min!" I yelled out. Then for a second, I panicked as I realized it wasn't a smart thing to let somebody in on a scene like this unless I was 100% certain who it was. What if it was Emmett's husband, or even worse: Malik?! Finally, I exhaled in relief as I saw it was indeed Jared. He walked into the house and bolted the door behind him.

    "I see you've started without me," he said, pulling on his zipper and coming to sit next to me on the couch, acting all comfortable like he'd been in this house a ton of times before. Maybe he had, having neighborly dinner or drinking coffee with my brother and his husband. This, however, was a very different kind of visit. 

    Emmett took my dick out his mouth and eyed Jared's meat hungrily. My buddy was flaccid but still had a bit of a chub going on. Emmett was obviously eager to see him erect, so he scooted over to kneel between Jared and me, and he went down in Jared's lap, taking his hardening dick in his mouth.

    I jacked off for a while as I watched my friend's dick grow larger by the second. As petty as it was, I was happy to see that I was somewhat bigger than Jared. Next, my brother began to go back-and-forth, blowing Jared and me interchangeably. This got me so horny that as soon as Emmett went back to sucking Jared's dick, I decided I couldn't wait my turn any longer. I got up and walked behind my brother, ready to fuck his ass once again.

    Before pulling down the back of Emmett's sweats, I noticed a stain on them but I didn't think too much of it. That is, until after I pulled them down and saw that my brother was fireballing, and he had something wet and gooey all over his ass, especially in between his cheeks. I aimed my dick at Emmett's crack and realized… this was cum!

    "Bro! Did someone nut inside you already?" I asked.

    "Uhhhh… My husband fucked me this morning," Emmett said in between mouthfuls of Jared's dick, but I knew this was a lie. I knew for a fact Vince was working this morning, I'd seen him in his cop uniform. Besides, this load was way too fresh to be from this morning, it'd probably been deposited less than an hour ago.

    I figured my brother must have another fuck buddy who he was trying to keep secret. Without worrying about it, I decided to use this stranger's cum as lube. I slid into my brother's ass with my dick, enjoying his stretched-out hole which had clearly been freshly fucked. Then, I began thrusting back and forth, before finally making eye contact with Jared as we both smirked.

    "He giving you good head?" I asked my homie.

    "Fuck yeah. You trained him right," Jared winked at me.

    "Ha! I wish. He was trained before I came into the picture," I replied.

    "I'm sure you've cum into all sorts of places," Jared joked. Emmett's hair was too short to hold onto, so Jared held onto the side of my baby brother's head as he throat-fucked him faster and faster in front of me.

    As much as I enjoyed fucking Emmett's ass, 15 minutes later, when Jared asked me to switch places, I felt like I couldn't turn him down. I settled for sitting back on the couch and allowing my brother to suck my dick once again. Now on its third dick of the day, Emmett's ass was in heaven! He kept moaning and cussing like I'd never heard him before, and another ten minutes later, when Jared announced he was gonna cum, my bro let out a loud,

    "CUM IN ME! FUCKING GIMME YOUR NUT!"

    I bit my lower lip and buried my dick as far back in my brother's throat as it would go. In front of me, I watched Jared make a few more thrusts before letting go and flooding my brother's hole with yet another load. Now with two cumloads inside it, I could only imagine how sloppy my brother's hole was.

    "My turn!" I said authoritatively, getting up off the couch, ready to return to fucking Emmett. Jared finished up blowing his nut and he stepped away, ceremoniously handing me my brother's ass back.

    I slid inside Emmett in one single move, zero-to-balls-deep. I felt all of the jizz dripping out of his ass and onto my thighs. I'd met girls like this in the past, who could never get enough dick and invited three, four, or five guys over the fuck them on the same day. Turns out, my brother had that in common with them.

    "FUUUCK!!! THERE YOU GO!" I shouted, gifting my brother yet another load. His hole clenched around my dick and then it relaxed, letting out a flood of semen. I felt the cum dripping down my balls as I bred my brother, all three loads mixed together: mine, Jared's, and whatever cum donor the mysterious load was from.​