Subject: Caught By Our Curious Dad My little brother and I were caught. We didn’t know what to do or even how to explain what we’d done. Here we were in our old room. I sat on the edge of the bottom bunk with my shorts down to my ankles, and Lenny was still on his knees in front of me. Our heads were down, and our faces were probably beet red. My heart beat so fast that it pounded in my ears. If only we’d remembered to lock the door. How could we explain this? It was bad enough that Lenny’s mouth was still wet with some slobber. Dad’s dark eyes narrowed at us in a threatening way. He was probably furious about what his own sons had been doing, given that he came from a traditional town in Italy. He was virile and tough. He could kick both of our white asses if he wanted to. He stood over six feet tall with big muscles, dark fur, and a bald head. He was hot for a muscle bear in his early forties, but of course, he was also married to Mom. From the doorway, he looked over his left shoulder where the stairs were, and he entered the room. He closed the door and locked it. He sauntered in our direction and stood in front of us with his arms crossed. However, a lopsided smirk crept up on his goateed lips and not the angry expression I’d expected. By his facial expression, he was probably getting a good buzz from whatever drinks he’d had downstairs. “Kyle and Lenny sitting on a tree,” he said in a voice much deeper than mine. “And the whole family thinks you’re a couple of straight jock boys.” He mocked us with a tsk-tsk expression. I swallowed hard, and I struggled to look him in the eye. Hell, I couldn’t look at Lenny. I passed a hand through my brown hair and attempted to say something. “We were just curious,” I muttered. I finally tried looking at Lenny through the corner of my right eye, and tufts of blond hair fell over his eyes as green as mine. Despite being a little muscular, even if leaner than my buff build, he still looked so small right now. I imagined he was terrified by how he trembled, poor guy. Dad let out a chuckle. “So this is what you boys do when no one’s around, huh?” The rest of the family was downstairs after all of us had had a hearty meal as part of the many family gatherings we had throughout each year. Lenny and I had wanted to hang out in our old room, the bedroom we’d shared our whole lives before I’d gone away for college. I was nineteen and about to start my sophomore year at Cestin Island University in the fall. Lenny was eighteen and had just graduated from high school last week, but since he was deaf and mostly mute, he’d start his first year at a specialized school for disabled students of all types, which included a swim team for him to join like he’d done in high school. Coming back here and especially being in this room had brought back naughty memories of what the two of us had done many times. But it wasn’t just naughtiness between us. We were more than just brothers to each other, or so our hearts told us. I attempted to pull my shorts back up, but Dad grabbed my hand to stop me. “Nope. Stay like that, Kyle. I want you to think about what you just did.” Great. Now what? A lecture? izmit rus escort Yeah, yeah, it probably wasn’t normal for brothers to mess around, even though incest was legal here in the penis-shaped U.S.-territory of Cestin Island. But it’d been our little secret, our own thing we’d enjoyed doing because why not? We were probably sick with no cure to our incestuous minds, but we didn’t care. It didn’t hurt anyone. “So, tell me,” Dad said. “What was Lenny’s mouth doing on your cocklet?” God, that word stung. I swallowed and couldn’t get myself to answer. First of all, it wasn’t a cocklet, and my cock wasn’t that little, about average and semi-thick. And what exactly was I supposed to say, anyway? It was obvious what had happened. After the most awkward moment of silence, Dad asked, “Have you ever done that to Lenny before?” Why was Dad asking that? It was an odd question. Still, I chose to reply. “A few times. But Lenny prefers to suck than to be sucked.” Lenny gestured a finger pointing toward the front of his shorts. Then, with his hands flat, he motioned a wide-to-narrow expression, telling dad that he was small down there. Lenny no longer seemed as upset as I was about being caught. What had gotten into him to have gestured that? “I see,” Dad said. He understood American Sign Language as fluently as I did. He pulled down his shorts just enough to show off his brown, uncut cock, much to my shock. I couldn’t help but stare at it, though. Even in a flaccid state, it was long and thick. Even though Lenny and I had seen it many times without Dad knowing about it, I still couldn’t believe it. “You see, Kyle? You see this anaconda here? This is a cock. You both have cocklets. Big difference. So, start knowing your place because Lenny already knows it like a good boy.” Those words continued to hurt because I knew I’d never have a cock as big as Dad’s. It was something I’d struggled to accept and had even been depressed about it. Dad had also given Lenny much more fatherly affection than he’d given me, but he continued calling him his special boy, which pissed me off because he should’ve known better than to use that word for disabled people. Dad formed another smirk. “And don’t think I don’t know about you looking at my nudes a while back.” My eyes bulged, and I dropped my mouth open, exchanging shocked reactions with Lenny. How did Dad know that?! “I assume you made copies because I mysteriously found them on your laptop when I snooped through your things the one time I caught you drinking behind my back and grounded you for it.” Oh, shit. I must’ve left my laptop on when I’d passed out from being drunk. Yeah, it had sucked being grounded for a month, but despite technically being a stepdad and not blood-related, Dad was the only father figure in my and Lenny’s lives. He’d raised us with Mom since we’d been toddlers after our loser biological dad was somewhere in the planet these days. It hadn’t been long before Mom and Dad had gotten married and legally changed my and Lenny’s last name to Falco. He’d even tried teaching me Italian, but I’d forgotten most of what I’d learned izmit escort since no one spoke it on this island. Now, Dad was here, exposing himself in a way that wasn’t appropriate at all, but in a way that also caused me to get hard. The truth was, I’d wanted to have sex with him for a while. Lenny had wanted to too. We didn’t care if it was incest. In fact, we’d gotten off together talking about it more than once. “Here it is,” Dad said. “You wanted this big cock, right? So, show me what you let Lenny do to you. I haven’t had my cock sucked in a very long time because your mother won’t even put out for shit. And don’t fucking tell anyone about this, okay?” I quickly gave him a nod, my heart beating faster again. I couldn’t believe this. I looked at Lenny, and we exchanged shocked expressions. Still, I got down on my knees in front of Dad and looked up at him. “You… you sure?” “Does it look like I’m joking?” He seemed annoyed, but the sick fuck was probably anticipating this too. I stared at his thick cock for seconds as it rose stiff into what had to be at least nine inches, maybe ten, an anaconda, for sure. “But what about Mom and all the others? They’re downstairs.” “So? I locked the door. Why would they ever suspect any of this? There’s no way they would.” Dad had a point. The three of us were pretty straight-acting, so to speak, even though Cestin Island was LGBTQ-friendly. Besides, why would they even question what happened behind closed doors when given our relationship to each other? I looked at Lenny and tried to give him an encouraging expression. “You… want to watch?” He just smiled bashfully as if feeling intimidated all over again. What a sexy cutie who always melted my heart and made me feel things for him, especially because he often told me I was his protector and hero. He had his moments when he was daring, though. He gave me a nod. I looked at Dad’s cock once more and grabbed it. I played with it for a while and stroked it to witness it getting even harder. “Put it in your mouth.” Dad’s voice was still intimidatingly hostile as if always in a bad mood with me, unlike his patronizingly cooing tone with Lenny because of him being disabled. “Come on. You wanted this. You take it now.” I placed my lips over the head, sucking a little here and there until I grew a bit more comfortable. I liked the musk from his pubes. He stroked the back of my head, playing with my short hair with a soft moan. “Mmm, yeah.” I tried to go a little deeper, but I only managed to suck halfway, given the length. I looked at Lenny while doing it and noticed that he was horny with his small, pink cock out. He watched in awe, and I knew it was wrong for me not to share. I let go of Dad’s cock and gently pushed Lenny’s head toward it to encourage him. He was no longer shy, as if possessed by his own hormones. I watched him suck Dad’s cock like a pro because he was so much better at it than I was. He even managed to deepthroat him with no struggle. He’d practiced on large dildos, so it wasn’t a shock to me. Dad stroked Lenny’s blond hair and fucked his mouth good. “Oh, kocaeli escort fuck, Kyle, your little brother is so much better at this than you’ll ever be.” I didn’t respond because it was true. Despite being versatile, I was more of a top than a bottom, even orally. I stroked my pink cock while watching, and so did Lenny while he sucked away. After a while, it was my turn again. I took Dad’s cock in my mouth and gave it some more sucks before passing it back to Lenny once more, my jaw getting sore already. Lenny licked around the tip and collected every bead of precum he could before slurping that big cock all over again. I inched closer and decided to lick Dad’s hairy balls. I sucked each one as best as I could because of Lenny being in the way. I licked again, my tongue covering every area, our mouths making Dad moan. “Fuck, boys,” he said with lust. “You’re gonna make me come soon.” Lenny ran his tongue down Dad’s shaft and reached for his balls until he and I kissed each other, switching back and forth between Dad’s balls and our lips. “I’m getting close.” I made out with Lenny and swirled my tongue around his, and I watched as Lenny returned to Dad’s cock. “Take his cum, Lenny.” He was ready for it. I stroked my cock even faster. “Yeah, take it. You wanted this for a long time. I want to watch you swallow him because you love cum more than I do.” I groped my little brother’s small bubble butt for extra encouragement, the ass I’d fucked and came inside of too many times to count. I’d fight Dad over it if he ever wanted to go that far with him because this hot ass here was all mine. I wasn’t always possessive about stuff, but I was about Lenny’s ass. Dad’s breathing increased. “Fuck, here it comes.” He forced his cock inside Lenny’s waiting mouth and groaned as silently as he could, given that everyone was downstairs. “Fucking take my cum,” he said through gritted teeth. Lenny’s eyes were shut tightly, and his face was red from the force, but he swallowed every drop of Dad’s cum. Watching him take it sent me over the edge, and it prompted me to jolt back up on my feet and feed him my own cum. I shot harder than ever into his warm mouth because of this particular situation I was in. It was super kinky, but it made me so hot. Spent, Dad and I pulled our shorts back up, and I noticed Lenny’s cum all over the floor. It’d be cleaned up soon enough. Lenny at least got off, so that was good. We always made sure we both got off whenever we fooled around together. Dad patted us on the shoulders with both hands while a reserved expression spanned his face. I couldn’t tell whether he felt guilty or satisfied, or both. “Thanks, boys. Can’t guarantee it’ll happen again, but you two keep doing what you do.” He rushed toward the door to unlock it. He left the room as if nothing, leaving the door closed. Lenny and I smiled shyly at each other. We couldn’t believe what had just happened, and with Dad of all people. While it probably would never happen again, we’d never forget just how curious Dad really was. ***INFO*** Want more by Rod Rey? Visit: ess Please show your support by donating to Nifty to help keep these stories alive! Copyright � 2019�2021, Rod Rey. All Rights Reserved. DISCLAIMER: All details of all characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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