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    When I lost my job and ran out of money in New York, I felt grateful that I had my brother Stan to rely on. He provided a job for me, as well as a place for Nash and me to live. But when I first moved in, I had no idea just how far things would go. Now here we were, with my brother and I pretty much fathering a baby together.

    After Theo was born, his mom and I had a quickie wedding in city hall. Kelly and the baby moved into the house, and she quit her job at the diner so she could recover for a while. Stan and I worked extra shifts, and business was better than ever. Understandably, sex was currently the last thing on my wife's mind, but she gave me her blessing to continue to "fool around" with my brother if I felt like it, as long as I fulfilled all of my other obligations as well.

    What surprised me the most was my son Nash's decision to stay in Maine. For a year and a half, going back to New York was all he could talk about, but now he finally seemed content here. He even got a second job at an ice cream shop. He now worked seven days a week, and I was proud to see him acting so mature.

    With all of us working so much, the summer was passing quickly. Before I knew it, Theo was two months old, and my wife decided he was old enough to visit her mom in Vermont. The night after Kelly and Theo left, I managed to get eight hours of uninterrupted sleep – something that never happened anymore. I woke up refreshed and decided to go check on my brother.

    Without bothering to put any clothes on, I left the house and walked across the front yard to Stan's studio above the garage. The sun felt nice on my skin, and I was reminded of the time I went skinny dipping with Nash recently. This early in the morning, my cock was still in a state of semi-erection, especially as I remembered blowing my son on the beach. My balls were positively begging to release a five-day load.

    By the time I let myself in Stan's studio, my dick was completely hard. I felt it throb as I looked toward the bed and saw Stan and Nash sleeping together, naked and cuddled up. My son had made it a habit to sleep in his uncle's bed recently. He claimed it was because he was trying to escape the baby crying in the main house, but I had a feeling Nash really loved falling asleep in his uncle's arms.

    I approached the bed and pulled back the covers. Not only were my son and my brother completely naked, they were also just as hard as I was, with their morning wood at full salute. My brother's cock was even rubbing against Nash's ass. I assumed they probably fucked last night. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if they did it every night.

    I thought of a fun way to figure out if my brother had been inside Nash: I bent over and I slipped Stan's cock into my mouth. It caused my brother to stir, but he didn't wake up. I started jacking off as I kept sucking and trying to figure out if I was tasting my boy's ass on my brother's dick.

    Although Stan remained soundly asleep, after a few minutes I noticed that Nash was actually starting to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw what I was doing, my son smirked at me and grabbed his boner, stroking slowly while watching me blow his uncle. Something about Nash's smile let me know I was definitely tasting his ass on Stan's cock. Strangely, it didn't gross me out – it only made me want to blow Stan more enthusiastically.

    "What a great way to wake up. And I finally have a day off today," Nash whispered as Stan's cock slid out of my mouth.

    "You've been working so hard lately, my boy. Let me help you relax," I offered and maneuvered onto the bed in between Nash's smooth legs.

    "Mm, I'd love that. I don't have anywhere to be today except right here," Nash groaned as I slipped his dick in my mouth.

    My son's hands quickly came to the back of my head as I took him down my throat. I gagged a bit but quickly recovered. It felt like all the practice I'd put in sucking dick was starting to pay off. Within seconds I had Nash's shaft covered in spit, and my son was moaning pleasantly from my efforts.

    I was enjoying this so much I found myself grinding my boner against the mattress. At the same time, Nash gripped my hair tighter and started thrusting his hips upward. Our combined movement was shaking the bed so much that my brother finally woke up. Stan stretched and rubbed his eyes, reaching for his boner and probably wondering why it was covered in saliva. The more Stan came to, the more he realized what was going on right next to him. He smiled and wagged his boner in my direction, probably wanting a turn. He didn't even know I'd already sucked his cock this morning!

    I switched back to my brother, all the while keeping one hand wrapped around Nash's cock. For several minutes, I kept swapping between Stan and Nash, eager to please both of them with my mouth. In return, the two kept feeding me their delicious precum. While enjoying the blowjobs and handjobs I was providing, Stan and Nash started to make out. I could hear their sloppy kisses as their tongues wrestled together while they took turns lodging their cocks down my throat.

    "Fuck, Dad. You really do know how to help me relax," my teen son moaned as I deepthroated him once more.

    Instead of using his hips to thrust into my mouth, Nash held onto the sides of my head by the ears, forcing my face down like a fleshlight. I reached one of my hands to my son's sack just as his balls started to tighten and contract. Fuck, he was close. With a grunt, Nash suddenly unleashed a torrent of sperm directly down my gullet. I felt incredibly hot as the jizz pelted the back of my throat, bringing with it a salty-sweet taste that I was coming to love. As I swallowed my son's load, I was so horny that I almost came as well.

    "C'mere, Dad," Nash instructed after he was done feeding me his spunk.

    I followed along as my son got me to switch places with him. I was now lying against the headboard, shoulder-to-shoulder with my brother. Nash quickly flicked his head at Stan, the two communicating something silently. Then, Nash proceeded to get on all fours in front of me. He dove down and took my dick into his mouth, swallowing me to the hilt on the very first try. Meanwhile, Stan climbed behind my son and spat onto his hole. My brother looked directly at me and grinned… as he drove his thick dick right into my son's hole!

    "Mmm," Nash moaned loudly, muffled by my cock in his mouth. Feeling too horny to just lie there, I got onto my knees without my cock ever leaving my son's lips. Just like he'd done to me, I grabbed a fistful of Nash's hair and drove my dick as deep down his throat as I could manage. He didn't struggle at all. Instead, he wrapped his arms around my ass, pulling me tight against his face.

    Now that I was on my knees, I could get a better perspective of my brother's thick meat sliding in and out of my son's tight hole. With each thrust, Stan's cock loosened my boy's ass more and more, until he was easily gliding in and out with very little resistance. It was so hot seeing Stan use Nash like this. Shit, I was a part of it all too, since I was fucking Nash's mouth. My brother and I locked eyes and we chuckled as we continued to spit-roast my son like this was the most normal thing in the world.

    I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, not under the effects of my son's expert mouth combined with the incredibly sexy sight of my brother ravaging his hole. I stopped thrusting and held down on the back of Nash's head. Then, I finally unleashed, shooting a bucketload of cum down to my boy's belly. There was so much of it, some of my load even escaped past Nash's lips and dribbled down his chin, although he was doing his best to suck it all down.

    As I was catching my breath, my brother unleashed a fury on Nash's ass. Stan fucked my son so furiously I thought the bed was going to break. As quickly as it started, Stan roared loudly and then he slowed, obviously flooding my son's guts with his uncle-cum. A few moments later, Stan and I both pulled out at the same time, letting a few drops of cum drip down to the covers.

    "Now that you've tasted your son's ass on my cock, why don't you cum eat my load from his hole," Stan suggested with a sly grin. I moved on autopilot and got behind my son. Nash rested on his forearms as I gently caressed his asscheeks and admired his well-fucked hole. My son started to push and my brother's cum oozed out. I quickly dove forward, my tongue reaching to catch it. For the next few minutes, I hungrily rimmed my son until I was certain I'd swallowed every last bit of my brother's load fresh out of his hole.