r/u_TLPandTLC

The following weekend, the twins put their next plan into motion. Cousin Liam had always been the quiet, sporty one in the family — twenty-two, Mark’s nephew on their late mother’s side, with the same dark hair and green eyes as the twins but a slightly stockier, rugby-player build. He was home from uni for a few days and had no idea what he was walking into when Alex texted him: “Come crash at ours Saturday night. Dad and Uncle Ryan are here, plus our mate Ethan. Proper family get-together.”

Liam arrived mid-afternoon with a six-pack and a gym bag, wearing a fitted polo and shorts that hugged his thick thighs and the promising bulge between them. The moment he stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted. The others were already half-dressed, the air heavy with anticipation.

“Alright, cuz?” Jordan grinned, pulling Liam into a tight hug that lingered just a second too long, letting their bodies press together.

Liam chuckled, then froze when he saw the scene in the living room: Mark and Ryan shirtless on the sofa, Ethan lounging in just his boxers, and the twins already palming each other through their shorts.

“What the fuck is this?” Liam asked, eyes wide but his cock visibly twitching in his shorts.

Alex stepped behind him, hands sliding round his waist. “This is us finally getting what we’ve all wanted for years. You in, Liam? Or are you gonna pretend you haven’t been checking out the twins’ arses since we were teenagers?”
Liam swallowed hard, then let out a shaky laugh. “You lot are mental… but fuck it. I’m in.”

Clothes came off in a rush. Liam’s body was solid — broad chest, thick cock (uncut and heavy, already leaking) and a firm, rounded arse the twins had fantasised about for years. They dropped to their knees together, sharing their cousin’s dick while Mark, Ryan and Ethan watched, stroking themselves.

“Christ, you two are proper slags,” Liam groaned, threading his fingers through their identical hair as they licked and sucked him in tandem, tongues swirling around his shaft and foreskin.

They moved to the bedroom, the big bed now a proper playground for six. Mark bent Liam over the edge first, slicking his thick cock and pushing into his nephew’s tight hole in one slow, deep thrust. Liam moaned loudly, gripping the sheets.

“Uncle Mark… fuck, you’re big,” he gasped.
Ryan slid underneath Liam, feeding his cock into his nephew’s mouth while the twins took turns eating Liam’s arse alongside their dad’s thrusting shaft, tongues flicking over where they joined. Ethan knelt behind Alex, fucking him steadily as Alex licked and sucked his cousin’s balls.

The rotation was relentless and filthy. Jordan fucked Liam next, pounding him hard while Ethan took Liam’s mouth. Then Mark and Ryan double-penetrated their nephew, stretching his hole wide around both thick cocks until Liam was shaking and begging incoherently. The twins lay beneath, licking up every drop of sweat and precum, occasionally pushing their own cocks in alongside for a moment of overwhelming tightness.

Liam came first — hands-free, shooting thick ropes across the sheets while both uncles were buried inside him. The sight triggered a chain reaction. Mark and Ryan unloaded deep in his guts, flooding him until cum squirted out around their cocks with every thrust. Alex and Jordan followed, painting Liam’s chest and face. Ethan finished last, pulling out of Jordan and adding his load to the mess on Liam’s tongue.

They all collapsed in a sweaty, cum-covered pile, bodies tangled. Liam lay in the middle, panting, a dazed, satisfied grin on his face as cum leaked from his wrecked hole.
“Best family reunion ever,” he murmured, voice hoarse. He reached out to squeeze both twins’ cocks. “You two planning on keeping this going all summer?”

Alex kissed his cousin’s cum-smeared lips. “Every weekend you’re free, cuz.”

Jordan nuzzled into Liam’s neck. “And next time we’re thinking of inviting a couple more lads from the rugby club…”

Mark chuckled deeply, pulling everyone closer. “You boys are going to turn this house into a proper fuck den.”

Ryan just groaned in agreement, already hardening again against Liam’s thigh. “And none of us are complaining.”
Liam laughed breathlessly. “Count me in. Fuck… I’m never leaving.”  

The rest of the bank holiday weekend dissolved into a nonstop haze of sweat, cum, and raw fucking.

By Sunday afternoon, the four of them had barely left the twins’ bedroom except to grab more lube, beer, and snacks. The air was thick with the smell of sex. Mark and Ryan lay sprawled on the big bed, naked and glistening, their thick cocks resting heavy against their thighs. Alex and Jordan, still buzzing with energy, crawled between their father and uncle like eager kittens.

“You two have been using our holes all weekend,” Jordan said, running his tongue up Ryan’s spent shaft. “Time to switch things up.”

Alex grinned, already slicking his fingers with lube. “Yeah. We want to fuck our dad and uncle today.”

Mark let out a low, amused groan, but his cock twitched and began to thicken again. “You boys are insatiable.”
Ryan smirked, spreading his legs without hesitation.

“Been a while since anything’s been up there. Go easy on your old uncle… at first.”

The twins didn’t need telling twice. They worked together with practised coordination. Jordan straddled Mark’s chest, feeding his hard cock into his dad’s mouth while Alex pushed Mark’s thick thighs apart and pressed his slicked fingers against his father’s tight hole. Mark moaned around Jordan’s shaft as Alex worked him open, first one finger, then two, then three, curling them against his prostate until Mark’s cock leaked steadily onto his own stomach.

At the same time, Ryan was on all fours beside them. Alex had his face buried between his uncle’s firm cheeks, tongue fucking the older man’s hole while Jordan reached over to stroke Ryan’s heavy balls.

“Fuck… you two really are dirty little sluts,” Ryan growled, pushing back against Alex’s mouth.

When both men were properly prepped and panting, the twins lined up. Alex pressed the head of his cock against Mark’s hole and sank in slowly, savouring the tight heat. Mark’s back arched, a deep guttural sound escaping around Jordan’s dick.

Jordan did the same with Ryan, sliding in balls-deep in one smooth thrust. “God, Uncle Ryan… your arse feels incredible.”

They started fucking their father and uncle in perfect sync, hips snapping forward, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. Alex and Jordan leaned over the older men, kissing each other deeply while they pounded away. Mark and Ryan groaned and cursed, pushing back to meet every thrust.

“Harder, son,” Mark rasped, pulling off Jordan’s cock for a second. “Fuck your dad properly.”

Ryan was even filthier. “Come on, boys. Wreck your uncle’s hole. Fill me up.”

The twins obliged, slamming in deep and fast. Alex reached around to stroke his dad’s throbbing cock in time with his thrusts, while Jordan did the same for Ryan. The older men came first — Mark shooting thick ropes across his own chest with a muffled shout, Ryan bellowing as his load splattered the sheets beneath him.

Alex and Jordan didn’t pull out. They kept fucking through the spasms until they both unloaded, pumping their hot cum deep into their father and uncle. When they finally withdrew, creamy seed leaked from both well-fucked holes. The twins immediately dropped down to lick and slurp it up, sharing messy, cum-soaked kisses with each other and then with Mark and Ryan.

That night they all showered together, bodies pressed tight under the hot spray, hands roaming, cocks half-hard again. As they dried off, Alex looked at Jordan with that familiar wicked glint.

“So… what do you reckon about inviting Cousin Liam next time he’s in town?”

Jordan laughed softly, reaching down to squeeze his brother’s cock. “One step at a time, bro. But fuck… the family reunions are about to get a lot more interesting.”
Mark pulled both boys against his chest, Ryan pressing in from behind. “You two are going to kill us all before the end of summer.”

Alex kissed his dad’s neck, then looked up with a sweet, filthy smile. “Worth it, though. Right, Dad?”

Mark’s only answer was a deep, resigned groan as four hands began stroking him hard again.

The summer after their second year at university, identical twins Alex and Jordan returned home to their dad’s quiet suburban house. At twenty, the boys were lean and athletic, with the same tousled dark hair, sharp jawlines, and mischievous green eyes. They had shared everything since birth - clothes, secrets, and, for the past two years, each other’s bodies in the privacy of their dorm room. But their deepest, most forbidden fantasy had always centred on the man who had raised them alone: their father, Mark.

Mark was forty-four, still powerfully built from years of manual labour and weekend gym sessions. Broad shoulders, thick arms, and a dusting of salt-and-pepper hair across his chest that disappeared enticingly beneath the waistband of his loose shorts. The twins had spent countless nights whispering about him, how his cock looked when he walked around the house in just a towel, the low rumble of his voice, the way his strong hands gripped a beer bottle. They wanted him. Badly.

One humid evening, after Mark had gone to bed, Alex and Jordan sat cross-legged on Alex’s bed, both in nothing but boxer briefs, their identical cocks already half-hard from the conversation.

“We’ve waited long enough,” Jordan murmured, stroking his brother’s thigh. “Dad’s been single for years. He jerks off in the shower every morning - I’ve heard him. We just need to push him over the edge.”

Alex grinned, leaning in to kiss his twin deeply, tongues sliding together. “Tomorrow night. We’ll get him drunk on those strong IPAs he likes, then ‘accidentally’ leave our bedroom door open while we fuck. Let him watch. Once he sees how much we want it… he won’t be able to resist.”

The plan was simple, and it worked almost too well.

The next evening the three of them sat in the living room, the air thick with the scent of pizza and cold beer. Mark laughed easily, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol, his big frame relaxed on the sofa in a worn grey T-shirt and shorts. The twins kept refilling his glass, brushing against him as they moved, letting their hands linger.

Around midnight, Mark stood up, swaying slightly. “Fuck, I’m knackered. Night, boys.”

“Night, Dad,” they chorused, eyes gleaming.

Ten minutes later, their bedroom door was wide open. The bedside lamp cast a warm glow over the twins as they stripped each other slowly, kissing, groping. Jordan dropped to his knees and took Alex’s stiff cock into his mouth, sucking noisily, moaning around the thick shaft. Alex gripped his brother’s hair, thrusting gently, eyes fixed on the dark hallway.

They didn’t have to wait long.

Mark appeared in the doorway, frozen, one hand still on the frame. His shorts tented obscenely. “What the… fuck are you two doing?”

Jordan pulled off Alex’s cock with a wet pop, lips shiny. “We know you’ve been watching us, Dad. We’ve seen the way you look at us.” He stood, both twins turning to face their father, their identical erections pointing straight at him.

Mark’s breathing grew ragged. “This is wrong. You’re my sons…”

“We’re adults,” Alex said softly, stepping closer. “And we want you. Both of us. Let us make you feel good.”

For a long second, Mark just stared. Then, with a low groan of surrender, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

The twins moved like predators. They peeled Mark’s T-shirt off, mouths latching onto his nipples, hands roaming over his muscled chest and stomach. Jordan dropped to his knees again, tugging his dad’s shorts and boxers down in one motion.

Mark’s cock sprang free, thick, veined, and rock-hard, the head already leaking. It was bigger than either twin’s, and they moaned in unison at the sight.

“Fuck, Dad… you’re huge,” Alex whispered, wrapping his fingers around the base. He leaned in and licked a long stripe up the underside while Jordan sucked one heavy ball into his mouth.

Mark’s head fell back. “Jesus Christ…”

They worshipped him together, licking, sucking, taking turns deep-throating him until spit ran down their chins and Mark’s thighs trembled. Then they led him to the bed.

Alex lay on his back, legs spread. Jordan slicked his brother’s hole with lube and guided Mark’s cock to the tight entrance. “Fuck him, Dad. He’s been dreaming about this.”

Mark pushed in slowly, groaning at the impossible heat and tightness. Alex cried out in pleasure, pulling his dad down into a fierce kiss while Jordan knelt beside them, stroking himself and feeding his cock into Alex’s mouth. The room filled with the wet sounds of flesh and desperate moans.

Soon they switched. Jordan bent over the edge of the bed, ass up, while Mark pounded into him from behind, hard and deep. Alex knelt beneath them, licking where they joined, tasting his brother and father together. Mark’s big hands gripped Jordan’s hips, pulling him back onto every thrust.

“I’m gonna come,” Mark growled, voice wrecked.
“Come inside me, Dad,” Jordan begged. “Fill your son up.”
With a guttural roar, Mark buried himself to the hilt and came, pulsing hot and thick inside Jordan’s clenching hole.

Alex quickly pushed his face in, licking up the creamy load that leaked out.

Then the twins pushed their father onto his back and took turns riding him until they both came - Alex painting his dad’s chest, Jordan shooting across his abs.

They collapsed together in a sweaty, cum-stained tangle, Mark’s strong arms around both boys.

“Fuck… what have we done?” he murmured, but there was no regret in his voice, only exhausted satisfaction.
Alex kissed his father’s jaw. “We’ve only just started, Dad.”

Jordan smiled against Mark’s chest. “Summer’s long. And we’re very, very patient.”

Mark’s cock twitched again between them, already stirring for round two.

Part two very soon…

The weeks that followed were a blur of stolen nights and lazy afternoons. Mark had given in completely, fucking his twin sons in every room of the house, filling their tight holes with load after load while they moaned “Daddy” and begged for more. But Alex and Jordan had one more fantasy they whispered about in the dark, their bodies still sticky with their father’s cum.

Their uncle Ryan, Mark’s younger brother, had always been the cool, rugged one. Thirty-nine, divorced, with the same broad build and thick cock the twins had glimpsed during family holidays. He was visiting for the long bank holiday weekend, and the twins decided it was time.
On Saturday night, after a barbecue and plenty of cold beers, the four of them lounged in the living room.

Mark sat in his usual armchair, looking relaxed but knowing exactly what his boys were planning. Ryan stretched out on the sofa in a tight black T-shirt and shorts that did nothing to hide the heavy bulge between his legs.

Alex and Jordan exchanged a glance, then stood up together.

“Uncle Ryan,” Jordan said sweetly, “we’ve got something to show you upstairs. Dad already knows about it.”
Ryan raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Yeah? What are you two troublemakers up to now?”

“You’ll see,” Alex grinned, grabbing his uncle’s hand and tugging him toward the stairs. Mark followed, already palming his growing erection through his shorts.
In the twins’ bedroom, the lamp was low and the air warm. Alex and Jordan didn’t waste time.

They stripped each other slowly in front of their father and uncle, kissing deeply, cocks hard and leaking. Ryan’s eyes widened as he watched his nephews drop to their knees in front of Mark, pulling their dad’s thick cock out and worshipping it side by side, licking, sucking, slurping noisily while Mark groaned and stroked their hair.

“Fucking hell…” Ryan muttered, his own shorts tenting obscenely. “You serious?”

Mark looked over at his brother, voice rough with lust. “They’ve wanted you too, Ry. Join us.”

That was all the invitation Ryan needed. He shoved his shorts down, revealing a fat, veined cock almost as big as Mark’s, the head already glistening. The twins turned to him like hungry animals. Jordan took his uncle’s cock straight into his throat while Alex sucked on Ryan’s heavy balls, moaning at the musky taste.

“Jesus Christ, you boys are filthy,” Ryan growled, gripping Jordan’s head and fucking his face gently at first, then harder.

They moved to the big bed. Mark lay back against the headboard, legs spread. Alex straddled him reverse-cowboy, sinking down onto his dad’s cock with a long, satisfied moan, riding him slow and deep so Ryan could watch every inch disappear into his nephew’s tight arse.

Ryan couldn’t hold back. He knelt behind Alex, rubbing his slick cock against the stretched hole where his brother was already buried. “Think you can take us both, kid?”

Alex whimpered, nodding frantically. “Please, Uncle Ryan… stretch me.”

Ryan pushed in alongside Mark, the twins’ hole impossibly full as father and uncle’s thick cocks rubbed together inside Alex. Alex cried out in pleasure, body shaking, his own cock bouncing and leaking onto his dad’s stomach. Jordan knelt beside them, feeding his cock into Alex’s mouth while stroking himself.

The room filled with wet, obscene sounds—skin slapping, grunts, desperate moans. Ryan and Mark found a rhythm, thrusting in unison, their cocks dragging against each other in Alex’s clenching heat.

“Fuck, he’s so tight,” Ryan groaned, gripping Alex’s hips.
Mark’s hands roamed over his son’s body. “Come on, baby. Show your uncle how well you take cock.”

Alex came first, untouched, shooting thick ropes across Mark’s chest with a muffled scream around Jordan’s dick. The sensation pushed both men over the edge. Mark and Ryan buried themselves deep and unloaded together, flooding Alex’s guts with hot, pulsing cum until it leaked out around their shafts.

They pulled out slowly, creamy white seed dripping from Alex’s ruined hole. Jordan immediately dove in, licking and sucking the mixed loads from his brother while the two older men watched, cocks still half-hard.

Ryan chuckled breathlessly, pulling Jordan up for a deep, filthy kiss. “You two are going to be the death of us.”
Alex, still trembling, smiled wickedly and looked between his dad and uncle. “We’ve got all weekend. And we haven’t even started on Uncle Ryan’s arse yet.”

Mark laughed low, stroking his spent cock back to life. “That’s my boys.”

Ryan grinned, already reaching for the lube. “Well, fuck. I’m not going anywhere.”