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Everyone is 18+ and Consenting Adults, Fiction.

Wyatt and Beau, my two older brothers, were huge, strong, tough cowboys. Both of them had toned muscles, were over six feet tall, and looked good in ass-hugging jeans. I, on the other hand was 5.9, thin, and needed glasses to see. While I attended college, they managed the family farm. They strongly encouraged me to pursue my college degree. So, when I wasn’t at school, I tried as much as I could to help around the farm.     

“Johnny Boy! Welcome back to the farm!” My oldest brother Wyatt said, hopping off his horse. I ran up to him and he gave me a big hug and ruffled my neatly styled hair. 

“Hi, big brother. Where’s Beau?” I asked as he let go of me and swiped the sweat from his brow. He smelled like hay and musk.

“Oh, he is out riding in the back nine checking on the fencing.” He said, looking out to the acres past the barn. “Let’s go up to the house. You wanna ride?” He asked stepping up to Shelby, his horse.

“No, that’s ok. I’ll drive.”

“Alright. I’ll see you up there.” Wyatt said, before he jumped back on Shelby and rode away.

Wyatt and I were in the kitchen drinking iced tea. There was always iced tea in the refrigerator. “Johnny, where are you?” Beau shouts entering the house. “I see your car; come give your brother a hug!” I meet him in the hall and he grabs me and picks me up in his strong arms and spins me around as he hugs me. “I’ve missed you! Welcome home.”

“Beau, I’ve only been gone a few months.” I said in his tight embrace. He sets me down and puts his arm around me as he leads me to the kitchen. My brothers have always been touchy-feely. I didn’t mind.

“How long do we get you for?” Beau asked.

“Just the week.” I said, pressed into his side.

“Great I could use your help. I wanna build an herb garden.” He said, smiling.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, your brother has really gotten into cooking.” Wyatt said when we were all in the kitchen.

I told them how college was going while we drank more iced tea. They informed me of the latest things happening on the farm. We stayed up late having a delicious dinner Beau made. He was really a great cook. When I yawned my brothers agreed it was time for bed. They get up early and I drove a long way to get home.

I woke up to an empty house and I wasn’t sure what time it was, but I’m sure my brothers have been up for hours and were somewhere out on the farm. I made myself toast and some coffee. After cleaning up I decided to make my way down to the barn. It wasn’t a long walk and it was nice walking through the property. I missed the farm. I wouldn’t call myself a farmer or even a cowboy like my brothers but I loved it out here.  

The barn was quiet; most of the animals were out to pasture. I walked through it remembering how scared I was of it as a child. Now, it just brought back happy memories. I heard water running and laughter on the other side of the wooden wall. I walked around the barn and peaked around the corner. I found my brothers horse playing under a makeshift outdoor shower. 

They were stark naked, their clothes and boots lying on a hay bale. They were trying to slap each other with their hand towels. Water trickled down their muscular, curved bodies. They were quite similar in their beauty, but still different enough. Wyatt stood an inch or two taller; his muscles were bulkier and his shoulders were wider. Beau was leaner but his muscles were more solid, more defined. Their cocks were quite similar, long enough to swing freely in the wind as they played around, slapping against their thick thighs. Wyatt’s blonde bush was neatly trimmed above his hanging meat. Our other brother, Beau, kept a bushier, fuller patch. 

I feel down to my crotch, knowing it has been awhile since I’ve manscaped. My brothers hugged each other, having stopped their towel spankings. Their embrace lasted longer than one would expect. Beau lowers himself down, sliding down our brother’s drenched, wet body. His head levels with Wyatt’s groin. I take a step back, not wanting them to see me. I step on a twig and it snaps.

Shit! Did they hear me? “Johnn-y!” I heard Wyatt say my name, stretching it out. “Is that you?”

I peek around and both of my brothers are looking towards me. Beau is still on his knees. I can now see Wyatt’s lengthy, hot erect rod without Beau’s head in the way. He says, “Come here, Johnny. It’s ok. We aren’t mad.”

“Why would you guys be mad!?” I shout coming into view.

Wyatt and Beau laugh but don’t seem concerned that I catch them naked, messing around. Beau stood up and faced me. He was as long and hard as Wyatt. “We are just getting clean. You have seen us naked before.”

“Not hard.” I said stepping forward. 

“Does it bother you, little brother?” Wyatt asked.

“Um…no.” And it really didn’t. I was kind of jealous. I loved my brothers and wanted to be as close to them as they were with each other. They had so much in common and were so alike. I always felt like the odd one out even though they never showed it. 

“Do you wanna shower with us?” Beau asked. I looked at their gorgeous, strong, naked bodies, and then I looked down at mine. “Come on. I want you to shower with us.” He said reaching his hand out.

I stop at the hay barrel. I kick off my shoes and drop my pants and then I look up at my stunning big brothers one more time. Water runs down their V-shaped waist to their long cocks, dripping off their swollen meats. I take my underwear off. My shirt still covers my growing dick.

“Shirt off too, Johnny.” Wyatt tells me. He smiles at me, rubbing his wet hands across his well-defined pecs.

“Come on, Beautiful. Join us in the water.” Beau tells me and gives me the confidence to pull off my shirt. I stand naked in front of them; they both admire my body. I let them soak in my trim, smaller body. My cock is at half-mast. “Nice.”

I step into the water. It’s cold but it’s a warm day. Beau stands in front of me and massages my shoulders. I relax. Wyatt comes behind me and presses into my back. “Is this ok?” He asks.

“Um, yeah.” I say and both of my brothers sandwich me between their soft skin and hard physiques. I feel each of their hard lengths press into my lean body and I quietly moan.  

“Do you want to get clean or dirty with us little brother?” Wyatt says right before he nibbles on my earlobe.

“Dirty. Definitely dirty.” I moan, feeling too good. My stud older brothers were pleasuring me like I was a beautiful, grand prize. Beau’s big cock grinded into my steel-hard dick. 

“I’m gonna taste you.” Beau tells me with a grin. He slides down my wet body to my bouncing boner. His face is leveled with my throbbing erection. He looks at me again and gives me another big smile before he swallows me whole. His mouth is warm and his wet tongue sends shivers through my body.

Wyatt holds me tight in his embrace. His fat cock slides between my spread ass cheeks as water rains down on us. Beau bobs his head back and forth as he sucks hard on my sensitive cock. His hands run up and down my slender torso. I love that he just wants to explore my body along with Wyatt, whose hands also travel all over my bare skin.

“My cock is loving the feel of your butt. You ever have a cock in it?” Wyatt asks as his hand replaces his cock between my cheeks.

“Um…yeah.” I say to him feeling his fingers along my smooth crack.

Beau pulls off my cock. “We thought so. Do you want your big brother’s cock to fuck you?” He asks as he strokes my dick.

“Oh god yes. I love you guys!” I say with so much emotion and horniness. 

Wyatt moves away from me and gets a bottle. He gets level with my ass and gets to work loosening me up. Beau just plays with my cock, a little teasing and a little exploring. Wyatt is gentle but works fast preparing me.

“Oh! Wow! Yes!” I shout as Wyatt pushes his cockhead past my ring and slides his length deep into me. His cock stretches me out. I feel a mixture of pain and pleasure. Beau takes my cock back in his mouth and I moan through all the love my big brothers are showing me.

“Oh Johnny, you feel fucking great!” Wyatt grunts as he thrusts into me. “I’m so happy to have you home.

“Fuck, Wyatt! Beau! You guys…I’m gonna cum!” I cry as I start shaking.

“Me too, little brother.” Wyatt grunts in my ear. Beau sucks harder.

I lose it. My two big brothers send my body on fire. These hot farmer studs fuck me so good. Never in a million years did I think these cowboys would want to do what I only fantasized about. My body starts spasming and I shake as cum fires from my cock into Beau’s hungry mouth.

Wyatt hammers harder and faster and I love hearing him shout my name as he orgasms. He cums deep in my raw ass and I love it. Beau quickly stands up and fists his cock, swift and hard, right towards my spent cock. He grunts and as my name leaves his lips I feel his hot load blast all over my crotch and dick. I look down and see his thick white load covering my twitching member. Fuck, that was sexy. 

I’m dripping in cum. We stand under the water, panting, coming down from our overwhelming orgasms. We’re in a three-way embrace and they stroke my wet skin, lovingly. “Let’s get you clean.” Wyatt says as he cleans out my used asshole. Beau cleans his cum off my full, unkempt bush and deflating cock. I let them and think about how amazing this all is. I’m gonna be bummed having to go back to school.

“I’m making lemon roasted chicken for dinner.” Beau tells me as he cups my drained balls.

“Yummy.” I say to his touch.

“After dinner we can show you how much we have missed you.” Wyatt says stroking my round ass.

“Again.” Beau jokes.                  

Everyone is 18+ and Consenting Adults, Fiction.

I get home from work a little later than usual. My wife is in the kitchen making dinner. I put my briefcase on the counter and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Johnny and Holly broke up.” My wife says, leaning into me.

“Oh, man, I thought this one would last.” I say. Johnny is a great kid, but he can’t seem to keep a girlfriend more than a few months.

“Maybe you should go talk to him.” My wife tells me.

“Yeah, I’ll go check on him after I change.” 

I get out of my work suit and throw on a pair of shorts and an old, raggedy t-shirt. I knock on Johnny’s door. He doesn’t answer so I just walk in. I find him on his computer playing one of his games. He’s shirtless and in a pair of his worn-out basketball shorts. The color is fading and the material is thinning.

I walk up to him and give his bare shoulders a squeeze. He turns, realizes it’s me and gives me a sad smile. “I heard you and Holly broke up.” I say to him as he hits pause on the game.

“Yeah, I thought she was the one but when we started getting closer she said she just couldn’t do it.” He tells me, like he wants to cry but keeps it in, trying to show a brave face. I’m not sure what’s going on but it’s always the same story with the girls.

“I want to help. Is there anything I can do? Maybe we can talk about your relationships and see what’s going wrong.” I say, trying to be helpful.

“I know what it is and there’s nothing I can do about it.” He lets out.

“Tell me?” I ask.

“I can’t. It’s embarrassing. You’re my dad.”

“Well, I want to help so if there’s anything I can do. Let me know if you need someone to listen to. You can talk to me.”

“Thanks, Dad.” He says and turns back to his game.

That night as my wife and I lay in bed together she turns to me and says, “Do you think Johnny’s issues with his girlfriends have something to do, sexually?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, not sure where she’s going with this conversation.

“Well, it usually happens after a few months of dating. Maybe he’s bad in bed? I ran into his last girlfriend, Ashley, at the mall, and she seemed really friendly. She came up to me to say hi. It didn’t seem like she had any ill will towards Johnny.”

“He did say it was embarrassing.” I add as we talk. “But Johnny wouldn’t say more.”

“Well, I don’t know how to help him.” My wife jokes. “Maybe if you guys’ have a guys night he’ll open up. Jon is a good boy and he deserves someone who can make him happy.”

“Maybe if it’s just the two of us at the house he’ll feel more comfortable opening up.”

“That’s what I was thinking. The girls want to go to Palm Springs for the weekend. Maybe it’s a good chance for you to talk to him while I’m gone.”

“Yeah, I can try.”

“Good!” My wife says, kisses me, rolls over, and then goes to bed.

The plan was to spend the weekend bonding with my college boy, but he would rather play on his computer whole time. I needed to find a way to get him to open up. I decided the best course of action was just to be blunt. 

I ordered his favorite food and ordered an action movie on VOD that I thought he would like. He came out of his bedroom in his old ratty basketball shorts. He had put on a t-shirt. It looked like one of my old undershirts. His shorts were so baggy but the shirt stretched across his lean body. 

I had the food on the coffee table and the movie on pause, ready to go. “It’s just the two of us. Will you now tell me what’s going on?”

Johnny looks at me pissed. “Is this why you ordered Thai food? I don’t want to talk about it!” He tells me, almost shouting.

“I just want to help.” I tell him, trying to pour the most sincerity into my voice.

“Just drop it!” He yells, standing by the coffee table. I’m hoping he doesn’t head back to his room.

“I can help. I know I can.”

“You can’t.” He says, running his hands through his hair. “There is nothing you can do about this.” He shouts and before I know it, he’s pulling down his shorts.

I gasp at what I see. Hanging between his legs is the longest dick I have ever seen. He is not even hard and his dick is longer than mine. It hangs thick and heavy maybe about 7-8 inches. My 6.5 doesn’t even compare. Johnny wraps his hand around its girth. It’s like a baby’s arm. His grip is angry and not in a sexual way. He slaps it against his palm a couple of times.

“I…um…um.” I manage to spit out.

“I told you there is nothing you can do!” He says, before pulling his shorts back up.

I take a deep breath, swallow and think before I speak. “I have seen porn. I know there are girls who can…um…handle you.” I tell him. I’m surprised I never notice that monster between his legs. That thing must have grown a lot since the last time I saw him naked. I have always thought the underwear my wife bought him seemed too small but she said that’s what he likes. He must need something snug to hold his donkey dick in place.

“I don’t know any porn stars. I’m cursed, Dad!” He sits down and puts his hands in his face.

“You aren’t cursed. You just have a…um…big dick.” I tell him. He is more like huge. I wonder how much bigger it gets when he is hard. “There will be someone out there who…who can handle you.”

My son is crying and it breaks my heart. I move next to him and put my arm around his slender shoulders. I bring him close to me. He isn’t sobbing but I see tears running down his face. I wipe them away and he leans into my embrace. He recently showered. I could smell his shampoo. It’s the same kind my wife uses and I like it. 

“I have a crazy idea.” I say before I think it through. Ass play has always been on the table between my wife and I. A finger or toy has been inside of me a few times. My wife likes it and I found I also enjoy it. She has even pegged me a couple of times. “I could get you a toy to play with and maybe, ,maybe you could use me too.”

“A toy…wait… what? YOU?”

“Um…think about it. You could get your sexual needs from me and when you meet the right girl, you can take it slow.”

“Dad…I don’t know what to say.” Johnny tells me but he doesn’t seem freaked out about the idea. I, on the other hand, start freaking out a little. I picture the baseball bat between his legs. Was I going to let my son put that thing inside of me?

“Ok, Dad. I wanna do it.” He says, turning to look at me with hope in his eyes and something else that I can’t quite define.

I melt a little and I can’t say no to my son, any more. “After dinner?” I tell him.

“Dinner can wait, Dad.” Johnny says smiling, for the first time in days.

Fuuuck…I think to myself. “Ok. Put the food in the refrigerator and meet me in my room.” I tell him and head to my bathroom for a quick shower and cleaning.

I walk out of the shower and find Johnny sitting on my bed, waiting. I have a towel around my waist and I can still feel water dripping down my body. His hand is rubbing his thigh. When I step closer I realize he is stroking his long cock along his thigh and the leg of his shorts.

“Have you ever gone down on a girl before?” I ask.

“Yeah, I have.” He says, staring at my body. 

“Good. Because prep is going to be very important with a dick as big as yours.” Johnny blushes but just nods his head at my words.

I get on my bed, hands and knees. Johnny gets up and watches me. I remove my towel and expose my naked body to my son. I feel vulnerable with my ass in the air, not sure what Johnny is going to do next. He gets behind me. He doesn’t say anything, he just stares. With my chest and head pressed into the mattress, I grab each of my ass cheeks and spread them apart. My asshole is revealed for my son’s viewing.

“The next step is up to you.” I tell him, winking my pucker at him. 

“Can I…can I like eat you out?” He asked, staring at my fuckhole. 

“Yup, you can do whatever you want. Tonight, I’m all yours.”

“Fuuuck…” He says as he gets down on his knees.   

I feel Johnny’s clammy hands on my ass cheeks and I let them go. He brings his face in and I feel his warm breath on my hole; I shudder. He runs his nose along my crack. I wait and then I feel his wet tongue lick across my hole. I moan. I love getting rimmed. It wasn’t something the wife did regularly. 

Johnny licks my freshly showered asshole a few times and my tender opening quivers. When his tongue probed my hole; I started bucking. My moans got louder and his grip on my ass tightened. 

“Fun.” He says, pulling away from my licked asshole.

“Yeah.” I say, panting. “Use my lube.” I say, pointing to the nightstand. “You are gonna need to get three fingers into me before you can even think about sticking your dick into me.”

“Thanks. Dad. I can’t believe you are letting me do this.” Johnny says, standing up. He had pulled off his shorts. His semi, hanged heavy between his legs. His dick had grown thicker and longer, a scary and exciting amount more.

“Yeah, anything for you.” I say, watching his beast of a cock swing back and forth. Fuck, was I gonna be able to take him. There was no turning back now. I couldn’t do that to Johnny. He was gonna split my ass in two. 

I couldn’t stop my cries of joy as Johnny finger-fucked my asshole. He started with one, cautiously. When he got two in me, he gained more confidence. Now, with three fingers in me, he worked really hard to stretch me out.

“Dad? Can I? Are you ready?” My son asks with need.

“Yeah.” I say panting. “Let’s try. Make sure we use extra lube.” I move onto my back and lift my ass with the help of some pillows. I raise my ass and Johnny smears more lube across my crack.

I make the mistake of checking out my son’s dick. He’s hard and his cock’s so heavy his dick could barely stick straight out. My hard erection was already brushing against my bushy pubes. Johnny’s hardon must have been 10/11 inches. I wanted to ask but I was afraid to hear the answer. My toy was only 7 inches. 

Johnny’s cock is also really thick, closer to a Pringles container than a Red Bull can. I subconsciously reach my hand down to my gaping hole and rub my ass lips. Silently, telling myself and my swollen anus lips I could do this.   

Johnny covers his monster cock in lube as he watches me finger my stretched, lubed hole. I scoop lube from my crack and circle my opening, preparing for my son’s huge organ to destroy my rectum. He sets the bottle of lube beside me after he finishes using it. 

“Ok, Dad.” He says excitedly as he steps closer. “I’m gonna stick it in.”

“Go slow.” I say, holding my ass cheeks apart, showing him where to aim like he didn’t already know. “Right here, son. Stick your cock right in here.”

“Yeah, Dad.” He moans and I feel his cockhead right at my entrance. 

He pushes and I relax as much as I can. He goes slowly and my hole struggles to widen for him. I feel the sting. Once he manages to get his cockhead passed my stretched sphincter, the pain doesn’t go away.

“Fuck!” I moan and grab the bottle of lube. I add more liquid to my hand and bring the lube to my expanded hole and rub around his thick cock and my entrance. 

“Can I keep going?” Johnny asks, above me.

“Give me a second.” I mutter, as I continue adding more lube between us. I look up at my beautiful son. He has worry on his face. This must be the point where the girls call it quits. “Don’t worry, son. You’ll be fucking me soon.” I say, even though I have worrying thoughts.

“Ok, Dad. You feel so good. I can’t wait; I want more. I can’t wait to be inside you, all the way.”

“Push more inside me.” I tell him as I add more lube in my palm. His cock stretches my lips apart. It burns. His thick shaft slowly enters me. “Ok, hold on.” I need a moment to get used to his invading hard meat. I look up at my son and he is struggling. I get it but I’m proud of his restraint. 

“Dad, I have never been in this deep before.”   

I reached my hand to his dick. I wanted to feel how much more he needed to get in. I feel so full, so stretched. I feel a fistful of his cock still waiting to enter me, smearing his girth with more lube. Fuck, “Ok, give me more.” I say, determined for him to go balls deep.

“Oh, yes, Dad, yes!” He says, pushing his massive cock into me. I bite my lip, hard, as his dick enters me. “Oh Dad, thank you. Thank you!” He moans, practically crying.

I know Johnny’s entire cock has made it inside of me. I feel his wiry pubes tickle my balls. I can’t move. I feel like I might pop, split apart. I have never felt this stuffed before. It was a crazy feeling. My son’s cock filled my asshole to the fullest.

“Can I fuck you, Dad? Can we fuck?”

“Oh god, Johnny. Move just a little.” I whisper and I feel him move his hips. “Slowly.” Pain shoots through me but also pleasure. It hurts but also feels so fucking good. He didn’t pull out but he did push his groin into me.

I wrap my legs around him and hold him tight. He lowers down and puts his hands on the bed. He’s close to me and he leans down. “Dad. Oh, Dad. I’m fucking. I’m really fucking.”

“Yes, son…you are fucking. You are fucking me.” I moan. “Let me feel your fat cock slide in and out of me.”

“Fuck, yeah, dad!” He says, and I feel his length start to move in and out of my stretched fuckhole. I let the sting wash over me as I feel my cock harden again.

It’s slow at first and he watches my face. It moves from pain to pleasure as he fucks a little harder. It’s still tight and the burn is still there but I was feeling things I have never felt before.

“Oh, fuck!” I scream when I feel his huge, swollen cockhead graze across my prostate. “Right there!” I cry out needing more.

“Yeah, Dad. I can’t believe I’m fucking.” He says, thrusting into me. “This is amazing, dad. I think I might…I’m gonna…”

“Cum…Johnny. Cum.” I grunt. My knees were at my chest. My hands holding them in place. My cock rattled around, slapping my stomach, from my son’s enthusiastic fucking. I’m back to biting my bottom lip about to explode. My balls tighten up. Am I about to cum? “Oh god, Johnny! Oh, my boy!”

“Yeah, Dad!” He adds with his deep thrusts. “I can cum in you Dad, right?” He cries.

“Yes Johnny, cum in me. Cum with me. I’m about to cum!”

My son looks down between my legs at his huge cock stretching out my tight asshole with his deep fucking thrusts. My cock is pulsating and I lose it. My body couldn’t take it anymore. The pressure needed its release and I cummed. My cock pumped out my load as I rocked on the bed. The pain and pleasure washed over me as my orgasm caused my body to spasm and I holler out my son’s name.

“Oh, wow Dad! Holy shit!” He hammers into me as my climax washes over me. “Oh..Ohh...Yes!” He screams and I watch him convulse and shake as his first penetrated orgasm hits him. It hit him hard. He was mumbling, thanking me, as he dumped his youthful load deep inside me. He shook as he filled me up. Fuck, did he cum.

“Oh god.” I say, lowering my stiff legs and putting my arms to my sides. My stomach was covered in my white, creamy load. His fat cock was still inside me and it started to hurt. I let Johnny calm down. He slowly pulls out and his heavy, wet cock slaps against his thigh. I feel open, empty, almost hollow. I leak onto my bed as Johnny stands there, panting. He looks tired but happy. “Go take a shower and maybe a nap.”

Johnny looks down at my spent dick and my sticky stomach. “Yeah, I’ll shower and then I’ll heat up dinner. I’m starving.” He laughs.

“Sounds good.” I say, sprawled out, naked on my bed. My ass was going to be sore in the morning but it was worth it.

At the door, Johnny turns towards me. “Thanks, Dad!” I look up at him and smile. He runs back to me and kisses me on the cheek before he leaves for his shower. Yeah, if Johnny wants to fuck me tomorrow, I’ll let him. He can stretch me out again. I’ll take it.