NASH:

    Originally, I got the job at the hardware store because it was one of the few places in this town that paid decent wages. Since then, I'd had my hours increased and gotten a few raises. Now, they were offering to increase my hours even more, but I had to turn them down.

    "I'm going into construction with my dad and my uncle," I told my manager. "They're still training me for now, but it's going really well."

    "I'm not surprised. Your uncle Stan is the most reliable foreman in the area," my manager replied. "I'd be disappointed if you decide to leave this place and go work for him, but I wouldn't blame ya."

    After my recent trip to New York, I'd decided to stay in Maine for the foreseeable future. The city was sooo much fun and a part of me would always miss it. I couldn't wait to visit it again, but I couldn't see myself living there at this point. I saw how hard my mom worked, and she barely made ends meet. Now that I had to pay for my own shit, it simply made more sense to stay in a place where I was financially secure.

    But money was only one part of it. Honestly, the biggest reason I was staying was the fact I couldn't say bye to Uncle Stan and the rest of my family here. Baby Theo was growing alarmingly fast, and I wanted to be here for him. True, my dating prospects here were pretty bleak, but it's not like I was looking to settle down at this age. And in the meantime, I had Uncle Stan to keep me warm every night.

    "That was amazing," I said to my uncle that night as we lay naked in bed, after letting him breed my ass. "I don't know how you do it, but this one felt even bigger than the load you gave me this morning."

    "I do my best to keep up with you," Stan said, wiping sweat off his forehead. "But you're fucking insatiable. Which is why I called for some backup."

    "Backup? Who?" I asked, although I already had a pretty good idea.

    Just then, a knock on the door of Uncle Stan's studio announced someone's arrival. The door opened, and just like I'd assumed, my father walked in with a big smile.

    "Theo finally fell asleep," he said, "so I'm ready to join you boys."

    "You're late," Stan said to Dad. "I already busted a nut. Now I'm ready to go to sleep."

    "You are NOT going to sleep," I told him. "You are going to watch Dad fuck another load into me."

    My dad quickly took off his clothes right at the door, and made his way to the bed. By the time he was climbing on the mattress, his dick was already hard as a rock and swinging between his hairy thighs. The mere sight of my father's throbbing dick was enough to make my mouth water. Even though I'd already been fucked twice today by my uncle, I found myself lusting for more – especially if it came from Dad.

    My father crawled between my legs, and I wrapped them around his waist. Then, I pulled him down by the back of his neck and we began kissing, invading each other's mouths with our tongues. His dick was already digging toward my hole. Before I could even make the next move, Dad flipped me over onto my stomach, his rough hands spreading apart my asscheeks. He wolf-whistled as he looked down at my freshly-fucked hole, and then he dove in face-first. The same passion he had while kissing me was now used to tongue-fuck my ass. He was particularly riled up tonight, and it was making my eyes roll back uncontrollably.

    "Mmmm," Dad groaned as he sucked his own brother's load out of my hole. "Thanks for leaving me a treat, bro."

    Uncle Stan chuckled as he lay next to me, enjoying the show. Dad rimmed me for about ten minutes, making sure he sucked out as much of his brother's cum as possible. As much as I was enjoying this, I couldn't wait for his dick any longer. "Fuck me," I moaned into the pillow, begging my father to fill my hole with his cock.

    Dad made my wish come true. Seconds later, his tongue was replaced by his dickhead, tapping on my pucker. I looked back to watch him spit onto his shaft and then use his fingers to spread his saliva around. He looked me in the eyes, making sure I was ready. I nodded, pleading with him to stick it in already.

    "Fuck me, Dad!" I repeated heatedly.

    My father responded with a nod and a grin, before driving his tool inside me. My hole had already been loosened up by Uncle Stan, so it accepted Dad's dick easily. When he bottomed out in me, I could feel his hairy balls resting against my taint, and I felt complete again. I wriggled my hips, making my dad press against my prostate.

    With sweat running down, Dad laid his body on top of mine. One of his arms came underneath my neck, my throat cradled in the crook. He held himself to me this way tightly, our legs intertwined. He slowly rocked his hips, keeping his dick buried deep in me. This position felt passionate and intimate, with him kissing the back of my neck as he thrusted into me firmly. I grinded my own dick against the mattress, leaving a trail of precum all over the sheets.

    "Mmm, your hole feels amazing, son. Especially with your uncle's cum in it," Dad whispered before nibbling my earlobe.

    A few minutes later, my father lifted himself up and pulled me by the waist onto all fours. I knew this was his favorite position because he could look down at his cock disappearing into my hole. Plus, it gave him better leverage to really power-fuck me. He held onto my hips and he did just that, slamming into me with powerful thrusts that almost knocked me over.

    As he got into his stride, Dad's hands moved from my waist. One of them grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back. His other hand held me by the throat, tight enough to remind me he was in control. Fuck, I loved being manhandled like this, especially by my own father. My cock was still dripping precum, even without me touching it. I hoped I wouldn't cum just yet, not like this. I didn't want to cum all over the sheets – I wanted to do it somewhere more special.

    For half an hour, my father fucked me doggy-style, proving his stamina regardless of his age. And then, a sudden urge took over and I said, "Dad… I… I wanna fuck you."

    With his prick still inside me, Dad replied with no hesitation: "I thought you'd never ask."

    I turned my head around and he leaned down so we could kiss. Excited to try something new, we quickly switched positions, with Dad getting on all fours as I got behind him. He shook his ass at me, showing off his hairy hole. I leaned down and I kissed it, running my tongue up and down his crack. He looked so tight that I knew he would need a little help opening up first. I flicked my tongue along his pucker, and a few seconds later I felt him relax, allowing me to push in and taste his ass.

    Once Dad's hole was nice and ready, Uncle Stan handed me some lube to slick up my shaft. "Do you mind doing it for me?" I asked my uncle, who was all too happy to lube up my throbbing cock. He gave it a few strokes and when he heard me gasp he quickly let go. He could tell I'm dangerously close to the edge, and he didn't want me to nut before I'd even gotten a chance to fuck his brother.

    With my dick slicked up, I held onto my father's hips, just like he'd done for me, and I started to push in. I couldn't quite shove it in all at once; but with firm, steady pressure, my cock slowly sank inside my own father. Dad grunted but he toughed it out, biting onto the pillow. He looked so fucking hot with his chest to the mattress and back arched while taking my dick.

    "God damn, son. You feel – aaah – you feel just as good as when your uncle fucks me," my father gasped, coming back up onto his hands.

    Uncle Stan planted his lips on Dad's, and the two brothers began to make out. Dad was even tighter than Uncle Stan the first time I'd fucked him. The grip of his hole was crazy strong, but using lots of lube helped. Uncle Stan also pulled out a bottle of poppers, feeding them to my father, whose asshole loosened up as an immediate aftereffect. 

    Watching my father and my uncle kissing was enough to make me wanna cum, let alone the amazing sensations of Dad's ass. I struggled to keep a slow and steady pace. I didn't want to cum just yet, but I wanted to fuck Dad just as hard as he did me. Gradually, I managed to up my pace, backing off whenever it felt too good.

    "Your son looks so hot when he's fucking you, bro," Uncle Stan said to Dad, shifting his position so he could watch my cock being gripped by Dad's hole.

    Even after breeding me twice today, I was happy to see Uncle Stan was hard again. I wasn't surprised – it was just what I'd expected from a stud like him. What I DIDN'T expect, however, was for him to come behind me and slide his cock inside my ass – all while I was still fucking Dad!

    "Fuuuuck!!!" I moaned, overwhelmed by the pleasure of fucking one brother while another brother fucked me. Uncle Stan didn't even need to move, as the motion of me pounding Dad was perfect to fuck myself on Stan's dick. We were a three-man family fuck-chain and it felt amazing. How had we never done this before?

    Back and forth I thrusted, faster and faster, fucking my father until he was moaning at the top of his lungs. "FUCK, this feels so good!!" his words echoed around the studio. 

    "Shit, bro. Now I need a turn, too," Uncle Stan announced after a few minutes. "What do you say, Nash? Ready to fuck me?"

    Of course I wasn't going to say no! I pulled out of Dad's ass, and my uncle pulled out of me, and I stood up so we could rearrange ourselves. Uncle Stan moved to the edge of the bed and got on all fours, with my dad lying onto his back underneath Stan. The two brothers began making out again. This time, my dick sank into my uncle's hole. I could still see my dad's hole from here, and I made sure I had access to both of their hairy asses.

    Over the next fifteen minutes, I fucked each of them in turn, their asses getting looser and looser the longer I fucked them. They kept kissing, and I especially loved how their dicks rubbed together, making their bellies sticky with precum. 

    My dick was in Dad's hole when I realized I was running out of willpower to keep going. I cursed loudly as I started cumming, breeding my father's ass for the very first time. Uncle Stan moved to the side, jerking himself off with one hand. His other hand gripped Dad's dick, milking him while I bred him. Almost on cue, my dad and my uncle shot their loads, covering Dad's stomach and chest with hot, sticky cum. 

    Exhausted from our most intense sex session yet, all three of us hobbled to the shower. The stall was not meant for three grown men, but we enjoyed being pressed together as we washed the sweat and spunk off ourselves. It was right here, sandwiched between my dad and Uncle Stan, that I knew for a fact staying in Maine was the right thing to do.

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