BRADY:

    When summer first started, I'd intended on going back to Boston for my 21st birthday in August, so I could have a big party there. However, by the time August rolled around, I was getting along so well with my uncle and my cousin on Stag Meadow Lane, that I decided to stay here and let them show me a good time.

    Of course, by "getting along," I mean I was having sex with both of them. D.J. was insatiable, as was to be expected from a teen his age. Every night, he asked to fuck me AND get fucked by me, breeding one another to sleep. When I'd wake up in the morning with dry cum stains all over my sheets, I no longer had any idea whose balls it'd shot from.

    My encounters with Uncle Doug were more limited. They usually took place at his office, either after work or during lunch hours. Many times, he'd fuck my ass while his son's cum was still inside of me, something that he noticed and even brought up. "Is that D.J.'s jizz?" my uncle would ask me, thrusting harder, clearly turned on by his son's load, until he'd added his own DNA to the concoction. 

    My birthday was the perfect opportunity to bring everyone together. My 21st birthday was on a Monday, so on Sunday we had a big celebration at the local diner, The Hungry Stag, inviting the whole family and all of the neighbors, even though I didn't know most of them. On Monday, Uncle Doug and I took the day off work, and we planned on having a "boys' day in" together with my cousin D.J.

    I was awoken that day by the sensation of warm lips sliding up and down my hard dick. I yawned and stretched, enjoying the blowjob for several minutes before opening my eyes. Unsurprisingly, it was my younger cousin's head bobbing up and down in my lap.

    "Happy birthday, Cuz," D.J. took my dick out of his mouth just long enough to congratulate me. Then, with a mischievous smile, he went back to orally servicing me. I smiled back, placed my hands on the sides of his head, and began fucking his face like it was a sex toy made solely for my enjoyment. Fully naked just like me, D.J. was sitting on the edge of my bed and beating his own dick, which had cum inside my ass just a few hours ago before we'd gone to sleep. 

    "Hold on. Stop," I said suddenly, pulling out of D.J.'s mouth and swatting his hand away from his morning boner.

    "What, is everything okay?" he asked in surprise. He wasn't used to being turned down by me, especially not while we were both just about to nut.

    "I don't wanna cum just yet," I told him. "We got all day. Now c'mon, let's go get dressed."

    Getting dressed meant putting on some underwear, just in case my aunt and niece were still around the house. I put on a pair of black briefs and D.J. donned some gray boxer briefs before we both headed to the kitchen, where D.J.'s dad sat at the table, sipping coffee and reading the news. Just like us, Uncle Doug was in his underwear, a pair of plaid boxers in his case.

    "Trinity and Maegan are out," Uncle Doug informed us. "We got the house all to ourselves until tonight."

    "Oh wow. What're we gonna do?" D.J. asked enthusiastically, like a little kid who had the house to himself for the first time in his life.

    "First thing, I'm gonna congratulate the birthday boy," Uncle Doug smiled, looking at me. He reached for a stuffed envelope on the table before standing up and giving me a big hug, rubbing our bulges against one another. I still had a semi after getting my dick sucked this morning, so this added stimulation felt really good and only made me get harder. But then, I was quickly distracted when my uncle handed me the envelope and I opened it, only to find it filled with $100 bills and a birthday card.

    "Shit. How much money is in here?" I asked, fanning the cash out incredulously.

    "Twenty-one hundred," Uncle Doug puffed up his chest, "for your 21st birthday."

    "Wow, thanks, Uncle D," I said, giving him another hug.

    "Fuck, now I can't wait until my 21st!" D.J. chimed in.

    "Watch your language," my uncle told his son sternly. (It was hilarious to me that Uncle Doug fucked me, and he knew D.J. and I fucked as well, but hearing him say the word "fuck" was where he drew the line.) 

    "Why don't I make us some breakfast?" my cousin offered. He seemed even more excited about my birthday than I was; probably because he was still at that age where turning 21 seemed like "a big deal." As for me, I'd already done so much drinking and partying and fucking around, that I hardly saw this as an important milestone.

    After a large breakfast courtesy of D.J., the three of us retired to the living room. There, my uncle and I talked about work a bit before the conversation switched to D.J. and his college prospects. My cousin expressed his interest in coming to Boston, pretty much at any cost.

    "What school in Boston?" my uncle asked him.

    "Any," D.J. shrugged nonchalantly.

    "Well that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," my uncle protested. "What, you don't care about the school, you just wanna go to Boston so you two can fool around?"

    That's when my cousin blushed and looked down at the floor. D.J. still didn't know that his father and I were hooking up behind his back – or that Uncle Doug knew about my hooking up with D.J.

    "No… Of course I care about the school," D.J. backtracked. "I just mean… there's a ton of good schools there… so any of em would do."

    "I think that's a great idea," I said to D.J. reassuringly. At first, I wasn't too fond of the idea of him moving to Boston, but lately it was growing on me. Besides, I was sure my boyfriends would love to have him around. I even looked at my cousin and said, "David and Sven and I will take care of you once you move to the city."

    My uncle, who'd just recently found out I was together with two older men, just humphed.

    "D– Does Dad know…?" D.J. asked me nervously.

    "Oh yeah, I told him I've got two boyfriends," I smiled. "Didn't I, Uncle D?"

    "What you do is your own business," my uncle continued sternly. "But D.J.'s education comes first."

    "Oh, c'mon now. You know D.J. can get a good education and still have fun in the meantime," I smirked. "You like to have fun too, don't you, Uncle D?"

    My uncle and my cousin both turned to face me; my uncle with a look of anger, my cousin with a look of confusion.

    "You know what, Uncle Doug? I've told you about David and Sven, but I've never shown you any pictures of them," I said. I was in a shit-stirring mood, so I quickly connected my phone to the TV and played a video of my two boyfriends and myself. In it, we were out running in the Boston Common, and even though we were all shirtless, the video wasn't particularly explicit. My cousin watched with bated breath; my uncle maintained a poker face.

    I flipped to the next vid, taking place in David and Sven's bedroom. They had both of their dicks out side-by-side, taking turns shoving them in my greedy mouth. I heard D.J. gasp loudly, shocked that I would play this in front of his father – who in D.J.'s mind was still much more conservative than what I knew to be the case. Uncle Douglas looked at the TV and then he looked at me. For a moment, I worried he might still be angry… but then he finally cracked a barely-perceivable smile.

    "Your boyfriends look… nice," he said calmly, making his son gasp again.

    "Thanks. D.J., you've seen this video before, right? I think I played it for you while you were fucking me last week. Thursday, was it?" I asked my cousin calmly, all while my dick grew harder in the confines of my briefs.

    "Y– Yes," D.J. stuttered. The poor boy was probably about to have a heart attack. He looked at his father, worried that he might get scolded, but Uncle Doug just spread his legs wider and placed his right hand on his crotch.

    "So what happens in the rest of the video?" he asked, still facing D.J.

    "They… they start spit-roasting him," the teen said, his hands shaking but his dick growing harder, just like mine.

    To my surprise, the first person to whip his dick out was my uncle. When Uncle Doug took his tool out the leg of his boxers it was still soft, but impressive nonetheless. Even more impressive was the look on my cousin's face: D.J. looked like a cartoon character whose eyes were about to literally pop out!

    "This your first time seeing your dad's dick?" I asked my cousin, who sat only a few feet away from his father.

    "Yeah," D.J. nodded, his dick getting fully hard instantaneously, poking out of my cousin's tight underwear.

    "First time you can remember," my uncle winked, wagging his prick a few times and making it chub up.

    "I think this is a good way to spend a 21st birthday," I said, leaning back in the armchair and turning the volume up until the whole living room was filled with the echoes of David and Sven moaning while getting their dicks sucked by me on video.

    I pulled my briefs down and let them fall to the floor, freeing my now-hard dick and letting it stand up like a flagpole. Finally, D.J. was the last to expose himself, pushing the waistband of his boxer briefs down and tucking them underneath his nuts. My eyes immediately darted to my uncle's face. Uncle Doug was eyeing his own son's dick, scanning it from its hilt up to its precum-covered tip.

    "You guys look alike," I said. "Your dicks, I mean."

    "Yeah?" Uncle D grunted, wagging his tool until it was fully erect and slapping his own hand with it a few times. Then, D.J. imitated his father's actions, doing the same thing with his own dick.

    I smiled, turned on by this father-son bonding moment. I may not know my own dad, but at least I helped bring D.J. and his dad closer together in a way neither of them had probably ever thought possible! Then, just as we were getting into the swing of things, all three of us stroking our dicks, David and Sven blew their loads down my throat on the TV and the video ended. 

    Thankfully, I had a wide array of self-produced sex tapes on my phone. For the next hour, I played clips of myself hooking up with my boyfriends as well as with other men. My uncle and my cousin were an attentive audience, only occasionally letting their eyes off the screen so they could admire one another's rock-hard dicks. Even from several feet away, I could tell they were both leaking out more and more precum by the minute. My uncle was the first to spit on his hand and use some saliva as added lube. Then, his son copied his moves once again, following in his dad's footsteps.

    "Fuck. You really can take a dick," my uncle said to me in admiration as he watched Sven's monster tool stretch my asshole on camera. Sven's muscular thighs occasionally blocked the view, his muscles flexing as he thrusted faster and faster, obviously about to cum. Then, the camera captured his pierced dick coming out of my hole and spraying his seed all over my puffed-up ass lips, before driving back in and breeding my insides.

    "Fuck!" my uncle grunted, turned on by the sight. He was clearly on the edge as he stood up and walked a couple of feet to the glass coffee table that was in the center of the living room. Next thing I know, Uncle D was shooting his load all over the table, right in front of his son and me! The sight of his dad cumming was too much for D.J. to handle. He got up and almost tripped in his rush to get to the other side of the same table, blowing his teen sperm all over the glass.

    Watching the father and son duo blow their nut in synchronicity, I got up and joined them, adding my jizz to the surface of the coffee table, which by now looked like a canvas sprayed with white paint. It was my first load as a 21-year-old, and I couldn't think of a better way to spend it than with my cousin and uncle. I'd successfully led them to break the taboo and stroke their dicks to the point of cumming in front of one another. Who knew what might happen next?​​