uncle bobby & nash

Jack gave him a wink and let the other take his hand and drag him up from his barstool. As they went he grabbed his shirt and bundled it up in his hand - his other squeezing his uncles hand.

“Look at us looking like some loved up couple,” Jack teased as they got onto the path uphill towards the cabins. “You uh, wanna come to my new cabin? Not sure the beds quite been tested enough yet, so.”

"Oh yes, let's go break your bed," he teased, turning towards Jack and pulling him close by their locked hands and kissed him again, maybe a little more filthy than standing on a sidewalk warranted but he was already desperate. "Clear your day, by the way," he murmured with a nip to his nephew's jaw.

He grinned wide at that. A hand came up out of the water to run through Nash's hair. "Can think of a few things. Some we can do out here in the water, others we might have to head back to shore for," he teased before drawing Nash in to another kiss.

"Tell me-" Nash started but was moving into the kiss happily, his hands reaching over to pull Keaton even closer, an eagerness in his movements, waiting for a breath to speak again. "Tell me more, I want to make sure I really make it up to you."

He watched his uncle's face now that his shirt was off, seeing the attraction there still despite the playful jibes. He flexed the pec in Bobby's grasp - it wasn't long before his own arm was outstretch and feeling over his uncle's left pec.

"Mm, that depends on if you're still able to bend over without your knees cracking, old man." he winked.

He truly adored his nephew so much.

"Oh you little shit," he said with a laugh, moving to stand up finally and reached down to take the younger's hand in his own to lead them from the bar. "I'll show you who's old, kid. Come on, let's go home."

"And what type of venture would that be?" He asked, nodding to the path which would lead further up, "Are you really planning to do the whole thing? Or are there other things you're trying to climb today?"

"Hmm," he shrugged, "I was just looking to get some exercise in, some fresh air," turning a little, facing Charles now, he had his hand sliding over that chest, grinning. "Could definitely do some climbing, you up for it?" His eyebrow perked up to emphasize the 'up' part of his question.

"Putting up with you and Declan all the time, of course I am." Another tease, even if his younger brothers certainly did take their jobs as middle and little brother seriously. A low groan escaped him. Between Bobby's grinding hips and his massage, Cillian was feeling amazing.

He let the other continue for a long moment before finally: "I think you've sufficiently lotioned my back. Might be time for you to work on my chest." Because as nice as this was, the idea of Bobby practically riding him as they continued this little game was far more enticing.

"Hmm, I suppose you are right.." he pulled back to give the other room to flip over onto his back and Bobby took it upon himself to quickly slip free of his clothes except his tight underwear - tighter now - to even the playing field. "Didn't bring trunks, didn't think I'd need.. probably still don't." He shrugged, smirking when he got back on the other's thighs, this time facing him.

And audibly moaned when he brought his hands to Cillian's chest and just felt him up. Naturally his hips couldn't stop, they rarely did, but now when he rocked forward he was grinding bulge to bulge and it was making his underwear messy.

Darcy pressed closer to Nash, his arm moving to wrap around the boy's shoulders, letting him fully bury his face against his next. An affectionate little grumble escaped him at the feeling on Nash's hand on his chest, and then lower and in his shirt. "It would...if there was some dick sucking. I got you a whole pizza and my cock is still dry as a bone..." Darcy sighed dramatically. "I think we should get to messing around so we can eat pizza and cuddle."

Bringing it to his lips, he let Darcy take the few hits as Nash was quick to slide out of his shirt and pants, settling back in his father's lap in just his underwear and reached to take the joint back, leaning in, sharing the exhale of his father's hit and kissed him right after, moaning. "I'll take care of you for being so good to me, Daddy, and bringing me my pizza.." he kissed along his jaw, hands busy again, this time with working at his dad's pants, tugging them open and down, tossing them away so he had him half naked and Nash got an eyeful of that dick he was obsessed with. "Mmm," he murmured, hand reaching out to stroke him, tongue already lapping over tip.

When he felt Bobby ass press against his crotch, his mouth was close to Bobby's ear. He must have heard the little grunt of pleasant surprise when it escaped Arturo. His hips pushed forward a little, grinding ever-just-so against Bobby's ass. "Don't be afraid to aim it where you want. Take control of it." Arturo suggested, smirking.

"Okay, I'll take control," he nodded, the hose was hard to maneuver in the moment but Bobby was stubborn and started to rock his hips back, thankful Arturo was holding him so close so he really only had to roll his hips but he was determined to aim where he wanted - ass against that dick. "Like that?"

Maybe he should have made the challenge a bit more, well, challenging but even for someone like Caden it was hard to think clearly with the sight set out before him. Even if he had wanted to counter, or to try and push his luck, the other barely gave him a chance at all as he went from agreeing to the terms one second, to having his lips back around Caden's cock the second. Groaning loudly, the muscles in his abdomen clenching as he did, he closed his eyes tight and relished the feeling of that wet warmth around himself again before he even remembered to reach down for his phone. Bending over the other, he fumbled around with his pocket and after taking longer than it should have he finally fished his phone free. Without wanting to waste anymore time, he opened the camera and angled it down at Nash's face. "Fuck you look so good like this Nash," he groaned as he tightened his left hand's grip around his phone. "It's like you were made for sucking my cock," he grunted as he pulled his right hand away from the other's hair to lightly smack him in the cheek as it hollowed out around him. Cursing again, he gave his cousin another light smack on the cheek before his hand made it's way back to the other's hair; his cock throbbing in the other's throat as more precum began to leak from the tip. "Go on, take it all the way, even if you have to choke. Show 'em how eager you are for your cousin's cock; how eager you are to be my favorite."

Doing as he was told, he swallowed every last inch that he could, his lips tight around the base and he groaned loudly, eyes wide, teary as he was restricted from oxygen for the moment. He didn't pull off, but the gasp of audible for air when he moved back to the tip and started to bob his head again, cheeks flushed pink as he did so, repeatedly making sure the thick tip would sink down his throat every few bobs of his head to show off.

God Nash felt good. Of course, he would have enjoyed it even more if the other would just keep him in his mouth instead of popping off every now and then to say something-- but one of the privileges of being one of his favorites was that he didn't mind that Nash was a bit talkative. Letting out a soft laugh, that was more of a huff of breath than anything else, Caden quickly finished his second bite of pizza and closed the box so he could drop it behind himself; meaning his cousin would still have to go through him if he wanted a slice for himself. "Yes, one of Nash. That's still a pretty big title," he teased with a wink as he reached down to lightly pat the other on the cheek, his hand a bit greasy from the pizza. Watching as the other stripped down to just his boxer briefs, Caden let out a playful, mocking wolf whistle as Nash put more of his body on display for him before quickly getting back into place on his knees. "A good boy would have me back in his mouth by now," Caden argued with a grunt, his nostrils flaring with a heavy exhale as the other's thumb dragged over the sensitive tip of his cock, "but fuck-- you really want to be my favorite? Then let me make a video of us," he answered with another groan as his hand moved to gently card through the other's hair. "One where I mess up that pretty little face of yours with one load, and do my best to knock you up with my another. I promise no one else will see it," though he was hardly a man of his word. "You want to be my good boy and my favorite, don't you?"

"Do it," he said with a small grin, not modest in the least and honestly he looked hot on video so who cared? "I am your favourite, and the best boy, wanna be knocked up," he declared and his lips were around the cock once more, hard now, leaking, and the perfect size to struggle when he worked more into his throat and didn't stop until he had almost every inch.

And pulled back to the tip and down, starting to roughly fuck his throat with his cousin's cock and looking up at him, expectant to see a phone in his face soon. He just hoped Caden kept up the dirty talk to make the video extra hot.

Taking another bite, he was trying to act uninterested in what Nash was doing but as good as the pizza was it wasn't that good. Swelling in the other's mouth, a heavy groan vibrated in his chest as he let his head fall back; his eyes closing as he savored just how good it felt to be in the other's mouth. He was roughly eight inches when soft, and a hefty ten when he was hard, but that had never stopped his cousin from eagerly taking care of him when he needed it. "That's it," he groaned again, louder this time, after finishing the slice of pizza as Nash pulled off of him and began teasing, lapping, and sucking at his low hanging, full sack. "Fuck I forgot how good you are at this," he teased as he slowly opened the pizza box and took another slice for himself; though if he weren't using it to taunt his cousin, he would have easily thrown it to the side just so he could grip his hands in the other's hair. "This isn't even why you're one of my favorites but, fuck," Caden cursed again as he looked down, taken in by the sight of his now fully erect, heavy cock resting across Nash's face as he looked up at him with those wide eyes of his. "--it could be." "Such a good boy for me," Caden moaned as the other teasingly swiped his tongue over the slit, collecting a pearl of precum, before his lips found their way back around his thick shaft.

"What do you mean one of?" He had a playful glare over his features as he waited for an explanation as to why he was not THE favourite. Tugging at his shirt, he pulled it open and tossed it to the side, his pants quickly following until he was down to just a pair of boxer briefs, clearly tented, and he was back there, showing off the smooth, pale and pink body, and taking that big dick back in his grip.

Pumping it in front of his face, his thumb teased the slit, explicity so, watching how Caden reacted. "I'm a good boy, I should be your favourite."

"Oh, I definitely didn't say it was a bad thing. I prefer when you're desperate and horny." Caden laughed before taking another bite of his pizza; purposefully making a show of pulling it away from his mouth as he bit into it to show off the stretch and pull of the cheese hanging off of it. "Nash Easy Aldridge." He teased. "Kinda has a ring to it." Thankfully Caden had a decent sense of balance, otherwise as soon as he felt those hands fumbling at the waist of his shorts he would have dropped the pizza box onto the bed. Instead, he managed to keep it balanced as his pretty little cousin tugged at his shorts and managed to get them open to free his length from it's confines. Even soft, it was still thick and long enough for some to consider him intimidating-- though that was hardly the case for Nash as he wasted no time in taking Caden into his mouth. "Fuck," he cursed, louder this time, as he immediately swelled a bit as he felt the wet warmth of the other's lips wrap around him. "Someone's more eager than I thought," he taunted, groaning under his breath, as the other swallowed him. "Good boy."

Hearing 'good boy' made him pull off however and his grin was like he'd been given the best news ever. Nuzzling in, he focused on Caden's balls for a moment, sucking one, the other, both, lapping over them as he felt the shaft harden over his face and he knew looked likely more slutty than usual but he was in his element.

"You bring it out in me, Cade," tongue tracing the tip, chasing a glisten of precum, and then swallowing him down with another hungry moan.