CHAPTER 4

Flood of Semen

DENNIS:

    While spending time with my half-brother Ethan over at Grandpa's house, I was quite upset that our spring breaks didn't coincide. Mine was a week later, which meant I had to go to school while Ethan slept in. On Wednesday morning, I woke Ethan up with a blowjob, and I wouldn't let go of his cock until it had fed me a healthy dose of brotein. I went to school with the taste of my brother's sperm in my throat, and I couldn't wait for classes to be over – maybe tonight, Ethan's load would end up in my ass rather than my mouth.

    Alas, Grandpa's house was empty when I returned home. I texted Ethan to check where he was, and when he replied "my grandparents' house," it took me a moment to realize he was talking about his paternal grandparents. I knew they lived nearby, and when Ethan texted me the address and invited me over I was happy to take him up on it. I hopped on my bike and I cycled over, even though it was such a short distance I could've walked. 

    Ethan answered the door and introduced me to his "nonna and nonno." Their faces looked vaguely familiar from when I was little, but I don't think I'd ever spoken to them before. Then, to my surprise, a handsome man who looked to be barely 30 entered the living room. He was shirtless and his hairy torso was on the verge from "fit young man" into "dad bod." As for his face, it was almost a perfect, slightly-aged copy of Ethan's.

    "Have you met my dad Brandon?" Ethan asked me.

    "I'm not sure," I said, suddenly feeling a bit shy. "Maybe in passing?"

    "You're Sarah's oldest, right?" Brandon smiled at me. "Well, other than Ethan," he corrected himself.

    "Yeah," I nodded, shaking the shirtless man's hand. He had a strong grip and as I watched his pec pop, for a second I found myself yearning to suck on his nipple.

    After hanging out in the living room for a while, my brother turned to me and asked me if I wanted to check out his old room. I accepted the offer enthusiastically, and I was happy to see that a half-naked Brandon got up to follow us. He sneakily grabbed three beer bottles from the kitchen and the three of us headed upstairs.

    "So this is your old bedroom?" I asked, looking around the room as Ethan shut the door.

    "Yup. First it was Dad's, then both of ours, then all mine," my brother explained.

    "It's crazy to think both of you grew up here together," I said. "Can't believe I'm meeting the world's youngest dad," I added, turning to Brandon. "Feels like some sorta celebrity."

    "I had my fair share of celebrity in middle school. Glad that's over," Brandon said, passing the beers around. 

    We all sat down and talked for a while, mostly about memories that Ethan and his dad had growing up in this house. Before I was even halfway done with my drink, I was already feeling a bit tipsy and I caught myself saying,

    "So, Brandon, do you always walk around the house naked?"

    "Naked?" he asked with a chuckle.

    "I mean, half-naked. Shirtless," I blushed. 

    "I was hanging out in the backyard before you got here, while it was sunny," he explained, taking another sip of his beer.

    "I can see where Ethan gets his good genes from," I continued foolishly. I had no business flirting with my brother's dad, but Brandon's body was too distracting. Upon hearing my comment, Ethan's dad smirked mischievously and then he turned to his son.

    "So, how much have you guys talked about?" Brandon asked Ethan cryptically.

    "We haven't done a ton of talking," my brother replied. "We've been busy… doing other things."

    "What kinda things?" Brandon inquired, grabbing his bulge with his free hand and giving it a squeeze.

    "Let's just say my baby brother's got a very talented mouth – among other things," Ethan revealed, shooting me a wink.

    "Oh yeah?" Brandon continued to smirk and manhandle his cock through his basketball shorts. "Is that a fact?"

    I could feel the sexual vibe in the room and I saw the bulge in Brandon's shorts grow. He was unmistakably rocking a semi by this point. I put my beer down, licked my lips, and with a raspy voice I said, "Would you like to try it for yourself?" I slid down onto my knees before he could respond, and looked up at him with what I knew was a hungry expression.

    "He gets right to the point, doesn't he?" Brandon said with a smile as he glanced over at Ethan.

    "He knows what he wants," my brother confirmed, adding "and he knows what he's good at."

    "A confident young man... sounds familiar," Brandon said as he rose from the chair slightly to slide his shorts off. Watching him do that reminded me of Ethan doing the same thing in Grandpa's backyard a few days ago, when I sucked my half-brother off for the first time. Ethan and Brandon both had the same swarthy skin tone and I imagined them out in their own yard, relaxing in the sun side by side. The two men were similar in many ways, and I was pleased to see that extended to the cock department.

    Just as Brandon looked like a slightly older version of Ethan, his dick looked like the big brother to Ethan's dick. Just a little more plump and, from what I could tell, a bit longer than his son. I licked my lips involuntarily and Brandon chuckled as he tugged on his shaft a few times, as if to help it swell up to its impressive final size, which had to be at least eight inches.

    Already wound up by the kinky idea of blowing my brother's dad while he was right there watching us, I eagerly leaned forward and took as much of Brandon down my throat as I could in one plunge. It ended up being about three quarters of his length, and I felt my throat stretched tight around his shaft. Brandon was clearly enjoying the sensation, letting out a long, slow moan as he rolled his head back.

    "Fuck yeah, little bro!" Ethan said, cheering me on as I deep-throated his father. I darted my eyes over and saw my brother grabbing at his own crotch while he watched us. I closed my eyes when I felt Brandon's hands on the back of my head, and I braced myself for what I knew was coming next. Like his son, I could tell this stud liked to get balls-deep as quick as he could.

    As he pulled my head in toward his hips, I willed my throat to relax more and that allowed the rest of Brandon's cock to push past my lips as he sank deeper down inside me. I could feel his shaft throbbing in my neck and I imagined a steady ooze of precum, which tasted just like Ethan's, dripping down toward my stomach. My nose and eyes pressed into Brandon's pelvis and he held me there for a good while before finally relaxing his grip so I could slowly slide him out and take a breath. I replenished my oxygen as fast as I could and got right back down there, eliciting an even louder moan this time.

    "What'd I tell ya?," Ethan said to his father in a cocky tone before knocking back some beer. I noticed Ethan had removed his shirt since the last time I'd opened my eyes. Both he and his father had the same size nipples, and for some reason that got me even more turned on than I already was. As I started sucking Brandon's cock more actively, adding one of my hands into the mix, I used my other hand to try and undo my shorts.

    Ethan must have seen me struggling with the zipper, because suddenly he was on his knees next to me, reaching over to assist. He had my shorts down in no time and helped me fully remove them, which allowed me to keep feverishly sucking on his father's throbbing cock. I felt my brother's hand jerking my already-sticky shaft and I moaned loudly – hopefully not loud enough to be overheard by Brandon's parents downstairs. As I slid my lips and tongue down one side of Brandon's shaft, I made eye contact with Ethan across the top of his dad's dick.

    My brother smiled with a dirty look in his eyes, and I saw his tongue dart out of his mouth quickly and move across his upper lip. At that moment, I somehow knew with absolute certainty that he was contemplating joining me, maybe even placing his mouth opposite mine on the other side of his dad's shaft. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to, and I wondered if it was something he'd done before. The two of them were clearly comfortable being sexual around one another. There had been zero awkwardness or apprehension during all of this. I remembered what Brandon said to Ethan earlier ("How much have you guys talked about?") – maybe that was Brandon's way of checking if Ethan had told me about their shared sexual past.

    Looking as if he'd made a quick decision, Ethan rose up and sat down next to his father on the bed. Their legs were pressed together and my brother began stroking his erection, his eyes still locked onto mine. After pleasuring the father for another minute or so, I decided it was time to give the son some attention. Moving fast, not wanting to keep my mouth empty longer than it needed to be, I kept one hand on Brandon's wet shaft, stroking it slowly as I rotated my neck and body so that I could suck Ethan easily.

    "Damn, he's a class-A cocksucker even in high school," Brandon observed in a satisfied tone. "Reminds me of your Uncle Cory."

    With everything going on, I couldn't even begin to process what this might mean. One thing was for certain: I was learning many new things about my extended family today! When I felt like Ethan might be getting close to cumming, I switched back to his father and I started to work him over real good, tugging on his nuts and then sliding down to suck on them. 

    Brandon slid his body forward to make himself more flat, pulling his legs up a little at the same time. This gave me easier access to his nuts and also exposed his hole to me. I immediately began giving some attention to his taint, which got an exuberant reaction from him. I was pondering moving a little lower down and taking a taste of that pucker when Brandon made it clear I was needed back up at his dick.

    "Get me back in your mouth, Dennis," he almost shouted. "I'm getting close and I need to feel that throat again before I cum." I eagerly complied with my older brother's orders and I enjoyed the sound of his breathing getting faster and more desperate sounding. While sucking on the tip of my brother's dick, I suddenly felt something wet poking my cheek. It was Brandon's cock, attempting to invade my mouth while I was still blowing Ethan. 

    Never one to shy away from a challenge, I opened my mouth wider and managed to grant admission to the second dripping dickhead. My mouth had never felt so full, and the intoxicating taste of the father and son's precum was suddenly doubled, much to my delight.

    It was even more exciting to hear Ethan making some of the sounds I'd quickly grown familiar with; sounds that told me I was about to get a thick load of his brotherly cream. Perhaps Brandon was familiar with the signs of his son's pending climax just as I was, or perhaps he just had a sense for these things, because he asked Ethan if he was about to shoot. My brother affirmed that it was going to happen any second, and then I sensed Brandon's cock throb, which let me know he was about to blow as well.

    A moment later, in the childhood bedroom Brandon and Ethan had shared, I started swallowing their cum at the same time. With my mouth full of their cockheads, I didn't want a drop of this incredible double load to go to waste. They each placed a hand at the back of my head as they let loose, not pushing me down further but making it clear that I was taking these loads until they saw fit to let me go. Luckily we were of the same mind on that.

    I knew they had their arms around one another's shoulders, but as they were blasting cum into my mouth I wasn't really able to glance up at them. Amid the moans that were coming from all three of us, I heard something that sounded a lot like kissing, and just the thought that my brother and his dad might be swapping spit as they fed me their family seed was enough to make me shoot my own load. I'd been so focused on what was between my lips, I'd only been idly stroking my dick, and I kept up that slow pace as my cum poured out into my hand and got smeared up and down the length of my shaft, which felt amazing.

    When the flood of semen finally subsided and I was swallowing the last globs, I felt their hands relax and then I allowed their cockheads to pop out of my mouth. I used one hand to grip both of their shafts (as much as I could with just one hand) and I pressed the father and son's cocks together while I looked up to see them smiling down at me with satisfied expressions.

    I stood up and Brandon pulled me in for a kiss, perhaps savoring the remaining taste of their mixed loads in my mouth. A moment later, Ethan's lips joined ours and I enjoyed an incredibly sensual threeway kiss with these two studs. When that ended, we got dressed again while giggling like naughty teenagers and then rejoined everyone downstairs for the rest of the family gathering.​​