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Chapter Five | Dax

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It doesn’t matter if my little brother protests. He can scream until he’s breathless, beg until he’s blue in the face, and he’ll still be used however I see fit to use him. Or in this case, let someone else use him. I’m not big on sharing my toys, but I can make an exception in this case. If anyone deserves to enjoy Colt’s body the way I do, it’s the man that brought him into existence.  Dad runs his hand over Colt’s nutsack, testing the weight of them in his palm, before he finds his son’s still slick hole...

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Chapter Six | Dax

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My cock is harder than it’s ever been.  Even though I don’t have any intention of coming anywhere other than in or on my little brother, to give myself a little relief, I wrap the fingers of my freehand around my shaft and start to stroke. I continue to jerk Colt’s leaking cock and watch Dad plow into his body. “You about to breed your baby boy, Dad? Make him leak your cum? Look at him. He wants it bad. Don’t you, slut?” “I’m gonna come.” Colt pants for breath as he continues to roll his hips, fucking into my...

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Chapter Seven | Colt

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My big brother takes the best care of me.  On days he fucks me like he hates me, after I’m bruised, sore and too tired to wash myself, he carries me to the bathroom, patiently cleans dried cum and silicone lube off my body, and applies aftercare cream to any particular hot spots. Like my throat. Or my ass when necessary. Then, he sets me up in our shared bed with water and soft snacks—things like soup, apple sauce, yogurt, and pudding.   For the next several days, while my body recovers from his brutal fucking, I’ll rest.  Even after I’m...

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Chapter One | Kai

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It was an accident. Honest. I never intended to stumble across my twin brother’s deepest, darkest, dirtiest sexual fantasies. He shouldn’t have left his laptop open on the coffee table and logged into his porn account if he didn’t want me to learn the depths of his depravity.  Now I can’t unsee it. Or forget what I saw.  Who knew Arie was such a freak? Or that I would be so into it. He’s my brother and I know it’s wrong but— A bead of sweat rolls down my temple. I swallow as I ease my slick hand into my...

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Chapter Two | Arie

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How many hints can one man drop before admitting defeat? Failure sucks but the whole point is not having to ask for what I want.  What I want is for my twin brother to hold me down and fuck me until my legs don’t work, even as I struggle for freedom and beg him to stop. Hurt me. Make me cry. Is that asking too much of Kai?  Probably. He’s my brother, after all. I shouldn’t want him like I do. If anyone knew about all the things I fantasized about they’d think I was sick, twisted. Maybe I am....

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Chapter Three | Kai

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So what if I lied? Telling Arie that we’re cleaning the shed this weekend has the positive effect of sending him to bed early on a Friday instead of binge watching his current obsession until the early morning hours.  It’s just before nine o’clock when he disappears into his room, pajamas slung low on his narrow hips, lean chest bare and damp after taking a shower. I count every tick of the clock—seconds that spiral into minutes—with my heart in my throat and my stomach in knots, until an hour, then two, has passed.  My cock is rock hard and...

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Chapter Four | Arie

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My lungs seize.  Kai fucks me hard, shoving his cock deep, slamming against my prostate as his nails bite into my jaw. His pupils are blown. Cheeks flushed. A bead of sweat rolls down his jaw as he buries his cock in my more than willing hole. I gasp for breath—the inhale short and sharp before the air is forced from my lungs by his next powerful thrust. My cock is hard, harder than it’s ever been, held prisoner by the cotton of my thong, dragging against the fabric with every slam of his hips. The friction is too much...

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Chapter One | Alden

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What’s better than a cold beer after a long day of manual labor? A hard dick. Or a tight hole.  I’m not really picky in that department so long as everyone has a good time and gets off. The problem is finding a hard dick in the middle of December, more so with a solid foot of snow on the ground when you live in a small town with exactly one bar that isn’t even open on Tuesday after eleven.  Anyone who might be interested in a no strings hookup is exhausted by actually having to be an adult on...

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Chapter Two | Harrison

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The house is empty—dark and silent by the time I get out of the shower—which is for the best. The last thing I want is my son questioning me. How would I even explain myself to Alden when I’m not entirely sure what I’m doing?  Meeting people online is dangerous but . . . how else am I supposed to meet people when my whole life consists of work and home? As if my pathetic social life doesn’t make it hard enough to meet people, I live in the middle of nowhere. If Alden was meeting some guy he didn’t...

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Chapter Three | Alden

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Maybe being caught finger fucking myself while naked on a motel room bed is divine justice. A well stretched and perfectly lubed asshole for no reason. Because . . . holy shit, my dad is JustAHarmlessPotato.  My low moan of distress is drowned out by the falling water as I scrub between my silicone slick cheeks.  The username he chose fits. Sort of. Dad is anything but a potato. But harmless—yeah.  What was he thinking? Agreeing to meet a stranger in a motel room for his first gay experience? If I wasn’t me this night could have gone a lot...

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Chapter Four | Harrison

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The first two drinks go down easy. Normally, I’d never be in a bar on a Tuesday night but today’s events call for weeknight drinking. Anything to get the memory of my son—Jesus fucking Christ. I tip my bottle back and swallow the contents. Maybe if I drink enough, I’ll forget. Alden seems to have the same idea. We’re talking in circles, about anything but the elephant in the room. Neither of us want to address it and, honestly, I’m still too sober to try.  We have an open tab and are lucky enough that the waiter is working hard...

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Chapter Five | Alden

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A little embarrassment. A lot of alcohol.  I’m drunk as shit as Dad and I stumble from the bar sometime around midnight. We sway together. His arm is around my shoulder, mine around his waist as we steady one another. If not for his counterweight, I’d probably be facedown in the snow. Him too. The alcohol we consumed was absolutely necessary to have the conversation we did.  And I thought the first time I talked to my dad about sex was horrifying. Though, to be fair, it wasn’t nearly as traumatizing this time.  Thank you, tequila.  “Key is in my...

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