Passions & Desires

“Nice to meet you,” Baron smiled, looking me up and down as we shook hands. He was clearly sizing me up, deciding if I was good enough for his younger brother. “Clark has told us so much about you.”

“Hey—I’m Mina, Baron’s wife,” a gorgeous woman in a pink bikini suddenly popped out from behind a beach umbrella and joined us. “And those are our kids Henry and Lilly splashing down at the shore. Did you guys have any trouble finding the spare key up at the house?”

“No trouble at all,” I smiled, looking back towards their beach house. “You have a gorgeous home. Thanks for inviting Clark and me.”

“I always invite my brother and the latest guy he’s fucking—oops—I mean, dating,” Baron laughed. 

“Hey—fuck off,” Clark punched his older brother playfully. 

But before my boyfriend could admonish Baron any further, Henry and Lilly came running up to us. “Help us build a sand castle, Uncle Clark,” Lilly begged, pulling my boyfriend towards the shore. 

“A big one with a moat,” Henry added as Clark abandoned me to play with his niece and nephew. 

“The kids love their uncle,” Baron shared as we watched Clark and the kids shoveling sand into buckets a short distance from the breaking waves while Mina snapped pictures with her phone. “They’re crazy about him.”

“I’m also crazy about Clark,” I smiled bashfully. 

“We’ll see about that,” Baron replied under his breath. 

“What was that?” I attempted to clarify. 

“Nothing,” Baron smiled deviously. “Say—how about you give me a hand with the beer cooler? It’s up at the house and I could sure use some help dragging it down here.”

As we traversed the weathered boardwalk that crossed the dunes and led up to the house, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Baron. Fuck, he was hot. I had always had a thing for breeder cock. And from the bulge in his swim trunks, it was clear Baron had a big one. But I needed to be on my best behavior. I was in love with Clark and wanted to make a good impression on his big brother. 

“Mina left the beer cooler by the fridge,” Baron announced as we entered their spacious kitchen. 

Through a large picture window, I could see down to the shore. Clark was nearly buried to his neck as his niece and nephew dumped buckets of sand upon his body. Mina was in a nearby beach chair, laughing and encouraging them. 

“He’s having so much fun playing with your kids,” I observed, facing the window, my back to Baron. 

“I like to have fun, too,” Baron was suddenly behind me, his muscular arm wrapping around my chest, his other hand reaching down the back of my swim trunks. “You wanna play with me?” he asked, his thick finger probing my hole.

“What—what’s happening?” I stammered, my body frozen in shock. 

“Now I know why you two were so late in meeting us down at the shore,” Baron withdrew his finger from my ass, slicked with Clark’s load. “You guys were up here fucking, weren’t you?”

“Yes,” I admitted just before Baron shoved his cummy finger in my mouth, Clark’s load coating my tongue. “Clark wanted to fuck me while we had the house to ourselves.”

“Lucky for you,” Baron proceeded to hike down my swim trunks, “I fucking love to breed a sloppy hole.”

“But—but should we do this?” I protested feebly as Baron shoved me up against the kitchen counter, fumbling with the drawstring on his swim trunks. “You’re married, and I’m in love with your brother. You shouldn’t fuck me.”

“I’ve fucked all of Chad’s old boyfriends,” Baron admitted, his swim trunks dropping to his ankles, his rounded cock head pressing up against my puckered hole. “From the time we were kids, I’ve always believed that his toys also belonged to me.”

“If—if we do this, you gotta promise that it stays between us,” I conditioned. “Clark can never know that I let you fuck me.”

“Deal,” Baron agreed, grabbing me by the hips and impaling my ass with one, deep thrust. 

“FUCK,” I screamed, a flash of pain gripping my bowels. “You’re so much bigger than Clark.”

“Not the first time I’ve heard that,” Baron gloated as he began to pummel my hole. “Jesus, my brother blasted a big load in you,” he observed, his shaft coated in Clark’s pearly cum. “Don’t worry, I’ll soon be adding my jizz to the mix.”

Though I knew it was wrong to be giving up my ass to my boyfriend’s brother, I couldn’t deny that it was hot as fuck. Sometimes the wrong things in life can feel the best. And Baron’s big cock was feeling fucking incredible inside of me. 

“Fuck me with that big dick,” I begged, gripping the kitchen counter. “Fucking wreck my cunt.”

“Spoken like a true cock slut,” Baron smacked my ass as he railed the shit out of me. His hands moved to my shoulders, digging into my flesh as his massive cock routed my depths. “You like this big dick in your cunt?” he demanded. “You like getting fucked up the ass by your boyfriend’s hung brother?”

“Yes,” I exclaimed, my eyes rolling back into my head as he thrusted deeper within me. “Your big dick feels so fucking good in my pussy.”

Through the picture window, I could still see my boyfriend still playing at the shore with his niece and nephew. I felt a pang of guilt, giving up my ass to his brother. Clark didn’t mind sharing me with other guys, enjoying the role of cuckold on occasion. But what would my boyfriend think about his own brother breeding my ass? I wouldn’t have much time to ponder the question. 

“I’m getting close, dude,” Baron announced suddenly, pummeling me hard, his balls slapping my ass with each thrust. “You ready for my cum?”

“Yes—breed me,” I begged, his cock swelling inside me, ready to burst. “Fucking seed my hole.”

“FUCK,” Baron grunted, slamming me against the kitchen counter as his big cock discharged within me, his warm load spewing into my bowels. “Yeah, take this fuckin’ nut, bitch,” he growled. 

His body convulsed in orgasmic pleasure as his swimmers went surging through my guts, uniting with the seed that my boyfriend had left behind, like some fucked up family reunion. I knew it was wrong to have let Baron fuck me, but taking his big cock had been worth my lapse in morality. 

“Damn, I needed that,” he slapped my ass while pulling out of me, a torrent of cum—both his and his brother’s—escaping from my wrecked hole. “You gotta cunt made for a big dick.”

And then Baron did something completely unexpected. Gripping my ass cheeks with his meaty hands, he dove his face at my hole and lapped up the pearly mess he had left behind. Upon finishing his meal, Baron spun me around and kissed me deeply, his cummy tongue dancing with mine. 

“My brother and I taste good together, don’t we?” he prompted as our lips parted. 

“Fucking delicious,” I admitted. 

“Now hurry up and pull up your swim trunks,” Baron ordered as he did the same. “We need to get this beer cooler down to the shore. We don’t need Clark and Mina wondering what’s taking us so long.”

We had just finished lugging the beer cooler down the boardwalk when Baron’s kids came running up, begging for a walk down to the lighthouse. Clark and I stayed behind as Baron and Mina followed their kids along the shore, leaving us with some time alone. 

“He fucked you, didn’t he?” Clark accused, reaching into the beer cooler and popping open a can of Bud Light. “You gave your ass to my brother up at the house, didn’t you?”

“No—n—nothing happened,” I stuttered unconvincingly. “I would never—”

“Babe, don’t worry,” Clark cut me off. “I’m not mad. I told Baron that he could fuck you.”

“Wait—you told your brother to fuck me?” I demanded. “And you didn’t think to clue me in?”

“I didn’t want you to feel pressured,” Clark explained. “Baron has fucked all my old boyfriends. He loves fucking ass, but Mina won’t let him near her back door. So I try to help him out when I can. I know it’s fucked up.”

“Yeah, it’s fucked up,” I conceded. “But also hot as fuck.”

“I’m glad you agree, babe,” Clark wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a kiss. “Because Baron and I plan on tagging your ass tonight after Mina and the kids are in bed.”

“I’m getting pizza with some buds,” I reported. “And then we’re going to a movie.”

“What time you think you’ll be home?” Rex asked, finishing with the salad and then checking a pork tenderloin he had roasting in the oven. “I’m—uh—I’m planning on having a few guys over later tonight,” he shared. 

“Ted and Marty?” I asked. “You guys are gonna play poker again?”

“No—not Ted and Marty,” my uncle answered. “You’re eighteen and a grown man now, Tyson. I don’t need to hide the truth from you. I’m in the mood to be a cumdump tonight. I’ve posted our address online and will be ass up on my bed all night, taking whatever cock walks in the door.”

I should have been shocked by my uncle’s candid admission, but nothing about Rex surprised me. He had always been the wild, black sheep of the family, but the man had the biggest heart of them all. When my parents’ marriage fell apart during my senior year, Rex let me move in with him to escape all the drama at home. I knew he was gay, and a total slut for cock, but that didn’t matter. My uncle provided the unwavering stability that I needed in my life.

“How late do you want me to stay out tonight?” I asked. “How much time do you need for taking cock?”

“Let’s say midnight,” Uncle Rex stated, scratching his beard. “My tight hole should be completely wrecked by then.”

I felt bad that my uncle was being so honest with me, trusting me with his darkest secrets when I couldn’t be honest with him. The truth was that I wasn’t going out for pizza and a movie with my buddies. I was going to a frat party. 

Like Rex, I was also looking to get laid that night—but I wanted pussy and not dick. I was the only one of my buddies who hadn’t yet dipped my stick. Being eighteen and still a virgin was weighing heavily upon me. A frat party, with loads of drunk, horny sorority girls seemed like the perfect place to lose my virginity. Only, it wasn’t. 

The party was a sausage fest, with frat guys chugging beer, playing pool and beer pong, and shooting hoops in the back yard. Don’t get me wrong, the night would have been fun in a toxic-masculinity kind of way. But I wanted to get laid, and there were no available bitches in sight. By 10 pm, I threw in the towel and decided to go home. 

I realized my error as soon as I got to Uncle Rex’s house. There was a truck and a motorcycle parked in the driveway. I’d forgotten about Rex’s cumdump party and my promise to stay out until midnight. Not having anywhere else to go, I decided to sneak in and stay quiet in my room until Rex was done getting railed. 

I was greeted at the front door by a taped-on sign reading:

Door unlocked. The cumdump is ass up in the back bedroom. No talking. No condoms. Raw only. If the cumdump is occupied, please wait your turn in the adjoining living room. 

I was just about to open the front door when a burly, bearded man, his arms covered in ink, opened the door. His jeans were still partly undone and he was carrying a motorcycle helmet. 

“Fuck, that guy’s got a hot cunt,” he announced as he pushed past me. “There’s another guy in there, but he ain’t gonna last long in that tight hole. You enjoy yourself, little man.” And then I watched as he revved up his bike and peeled out of the driveway. 

The sounds of fucking greeted me as soon as I entered the living room. I could hear grunting, skin slapping skin, the bed springs squeaking, the headboard banging the wall rhythmically. My uncle was clearly getting railed hard by some dude. 

I couldn’t help myself. I had to steal a glimpse of the action. And so I tiptoed down the short hallway and stood in the open doorway as a muscular guy pounded the shit out of Uncle Rex on the bed. It was the hottest thing that I had ever seen—Rex flat on the mattress, his face buried in a pillow as this dude planked above him, his balls smacking Rex’s hairy ass with each thrust. 

“FUCK,” the man grunted in orgasmic release, his body convulsing upon Rex as he shot his load up my uncle’s ass. The man’s erotic pleasure was palpable. 

I watched as the muscular guy pulled out of Rex, the guy’s pearly load gushing out of my uncle’s hairy hole, pooling on the cum-soaked sheet below. He grabbed a rag at the foot of the bed and cleaned his cummy eight-incher. He then noticed me as he grabbed his crumpled clothes on the floor. 

“Don’t be shy, young man,” he spoke to me, pulling up his shorts over his spent dick, his wedding band glinting in the light from the hallway. “Get in there and fuck the shit outta that cumdump. You won’t find a better cunt than his.”

I don’t know what happened, what came over me. I had never thought about fucking my uncle—or any man, for that matter. But in that moment, with that used, wet hole beckoning to me, I wanted nothing more than to experience the debaucherous bliss of Rex’s cunt. 

As the muscular guy took his leave, I found myself yanking off my clothes. My cock was already rock hard and dripping precum. Uncle Rex’s face was mostly obscured by his pillow, clearly to maintain anonymity. And the sign out front had specified that there was to be no talking. Rex wouldn’t know that it was my cock inside of him. I could breed him and bounce. He would never know that his nephew, his flesh and blood, had fucked him. 

Climbing on the bed, I planked on top of Rex, pushing my hands into the mattress on either side of his bear body. He winced as I pushed into him with my nine-incher, my big dick sliding easily into his wet, puffy hole. Thanks to my uncle and his sloppy cunt, I was a virgin no more. 

I bit down on my lip, trying to suppress my elations as I proceeded to route his depths with a series of deep thrusts. I wanted to cry out in pleasure, but I couldn’t give away my identity. I was pounding him hard, abusing his hole like the muscular guy who had just fucked him. I looked down at my cock, coated in a frothy mix of cum courtesy of all the other guys that had bred Rex that night. 

While I continued to pummel him, Rex tilted his ass, raising it upon the mattress for me. Instantly, I slid deeper, my cock head breaching what felt like a second sphincter within his bowels. The sensation was incredible for me, but clearly mind-blowing for my uncle. He began to writhe and moan in delight, pushing his ass against me, forcing my cock deeper into his warm abyss. 

My balls couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to bust. Moving my hands to the indentation just above Rex’s hairy ass, I put all my weight into him, pounding his cunt violently. He could sense my impending orgasm, gripping my swelling cock within his fuck canal. 

“FUCK,” I belted out, unable to hold back as my cock erupted inside of Rex, a torrent of cum flooding his guts. He moaned like a bitch in heat, reveling in the feeling of my orgasm inside of him, my cock spewing my seed—our shared DNA—into his bowels. 

“That was hot as fuck,” my uncle declared as I pulled out of him, my pearly load dripping from his hole, joining the cum soup on the sheet below him. “Was that your first time fucking a guy, Tyson?” he asked, rolling over and locking eyes with me. 

“Wait—you—you knew it was me?” I stammered, ashamed to be caught red handed, my dick in the cookie jar. “You knew that I was fucking you?”

“Of course I knew that it was you,” Rex pointed to a standing mirror in the corner that was surreptitiously positioned to reflect his bed. “I’m willing to take any cock that walks in the door, but I still like seeing who and what is going inside me.”

“But—but why didn’t you stop me?” I demanded. “You didn’t have to let me fuck you.”

“I wanted you to fuck me,” Rex admitted candidly. “I’ve wanted that for a long time. And it certainly seemed like you needed to get laid. That was your first time fucking a guy, I assume?”

“That was my first time ever,” I admitted sheepishly. “I was a virgin—well, until about ten minutes ago.”

“DAMN,” my uncle roared in laughter. “Nothing like giving up your virginity to your slutty, gay uncle. But it sounds about right in our fucked-up family. Your dad was the first guy to plug my hole, back when we were horny teenagers sharing a bed on your grandpa’s farm.”

“Wait—you and Dad used to fuck?” I gasped incredulously, reaching for the fuck rag on the corner of the bed. 

“Your dad and I still fuck,” Rex confessed, fingering his cummy hole. “As a matter of fact, if you’d shown up an hour earlier tonight, you could have tagged my ass with him.”