Story by Custos
(Original posting 07 December 2023 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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ShiroTabi23 commission: Just a Prank 2

The noises in the house are audible all the way up to the boys’ shared bedroom. The roaring of the vacuum cleaner, the calling back and forth between mom and dad, the moving of furniture. Hades is lying in his bed, still tucked under the covers in his jammies as he plays a game on his handheld console. The ten-year-old Saint Bernard Shiba mix tries to drown out the noise from downstairs by turning up the volume, which gets him a sleepy scolding from his big brother in the bed on the other side of the room:”Hades, turn that down. I want ten more minutes.”
Hades does as the nineteen-year-old jock asked, turning the volume back down on his console as he huffs in protest. Soon the snoring of his muscular big jock older brother resonates again along with the noise from downstairs.

It had been a few weeks since Hades had pulled his latest ‘prank’ on Zeus and got walked in on by their father. The older male had been baffled and clearly hit out of left field by his youngest son’s actions, initiating him to have the talk about ‘the birds and the bees’ with Hades. But not before giving the ten-year-old boy a stern talking to about boundaries and respecting them when it comes to others, as Zeus had been vulnerable in his drunken sleep and unable to consent to what his little brother had been doing to his body.

Their dad had gotten mom out of the house, offering her carte blanche to go do some shopping with her girlfriends, so that the boys had been alone in all peace and quiet for the dreadful upcoming conversation. Hades had been forced to confess to his big brother what he had done, and whilst Zeus had understandably been pissed about it, the older jock had been able to put what happened into perspective with their father giving context to Hades’ budding puberty and curiosity. The two brothers had hugged and made up, and the ten-year-old had promised never to do such a thing again without asking permission.

Hades looks over to Zeus snoring in the other bed, lying on his side with his back to his little brother, wearing nothing more than a tank top and boxers. The little Saint Bernard Shiba mix had been surprised by how quickly Zeus seemed to have forgotten his ‘prank’. The days following the incident had been a little tense, with their mother even commenting on the situation and asking whether something was wrong, but Zeus had played it off as ‘girlfriend trouble’ which seemed to have satisfied the kind woman. But after that the muscular jock had resumed his life as if nothing had happened. He still played and spoke with Hades, watched movies with him, and even didn’t change any of his usual routines like undressing in the boy’s presence for his shower or demanding his own room. Maybe dad’s ‘birds and bees’ talk had something to do with that, as Zeus had been invited to participate and it had seemed to bond the three males together even tighter than before. As if his big bro had helped his little brother figure some stuff out and had felt like they had grown together as siblings in the process.

The three of them had gathered in the den after mom had left for her shopping trip, with dad starting the conversation stating that anything that would be said and done there would stay between the three of them, and that no topic would be taboo. Hades had been educated on boundaries and consent, and about incest and bestiality. How males and females engaging in those latter two topics risked pregnancies with birth defects and needed to take precautions so that any potential fun would happen safely and responsibly. Hades had also been educated on sexual preference, with the examples of his dad and big brother being straight meant they had no interest in romantic or sexual relations with the same sex. Whilst the little boy would start his journey to discover himself during puberty, he needed to realise that his big bro and dad would help him if they could, but that consent was key and that they probably could not fulfil all of Hades’ desires. He’d need to sate his curiosity with likeminded friends his own age, and if the feral dog was willing, Cerberus.

Finally, after all of the chatting and answering the questions from the curious little boy, dad had opened his bathrobe and allowed his young son to look and touch to his heart’s content. Hades had blushed and felt ashamed for wanting to touch another male in this way, but both the older male and Zeus had encouraged the little boy that it’s just exploring and that they would love him regardless of what sexual identity he’d discover having when he did. Even Zeus, proud and slightly macho that he is, had taken off his boxers and had allowed Hades to look and feel as much as he wanted to. With consent this time. Both males had become slightly aroused by the situation and their shafts had stuck out of their plump sheaths, enabling the ten-year-old to explore even more. It hadn’t meant anything more than that they loved their son and little brother, and that arousal can be a purely physical or psychological response, rather than an intentional or desired one.

Zeus had drawn the line at touching and looking, but their dad had allowed Hades to briefly sniff and suck on him, giving the boy enough to sate his curiosity and giving him a promise that he would occasionally be allowed to do so again if he needed to until the boy could find friends to experiment with or until he’d simply lose interest. Then, the two older males had inspected Hades’ bits at the little boy’s request, the Saint Bernard Shiba mix squirming from slightly ashamed arousal as his dad and big brother had complied. Both had reassured the little boy that everything looked good and appropriate for his age, and that he’d be a stud someday. The ‘birds and bees’ talk had concluded with the three of them hugging, still completely bare or nude beneath the waist, and the assurance they loved Hades very much.

Cerberus turned out to be a very eager and nonjudgemental partner in the little boy’s discovery process, and both Zeus and dad had walked in on Hades rubbing or sucking on the feral dog’s hefty fat cock. A few more rules had been established for Hades’ own good, and he would only be allowed to play with Cerberus that way if mom was out of the house. And naturally, he wasn’t allowed to tell his friends about the openminded rules at home.

Hades is awoken from his reveries, his game immediately forgotten when Zeus grunts and stretches, slowly sitting up on the side of his bed as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes. The big Saint Bernard male is impressive by every definition of the word, and Hades looks up even more to his big brother whom he loves even more deeply now that he turns out to be so supportive of his little bro. Zeus yawns and gives the little boy clad in jammies a wink as he stretches out his arms above his head and his legs towards his little brother:”Mornin’, squirt. Thanks for staying quiet.”
Hades nods and his little hand immediately grips his own cocklet through his pyjama pants underneath the covers as his eyes drink in the muscular form of the magnificent specimen that his big brother is, the muscles rippling underneath the Saint Bernard male’s fur as he moves:”Uhu. I didn’t want to go downstairs yet. Mom and dad are cleaning up for uncle Ben and aunt Gil.”

Indeed, the reason the two parents are so busy this morning is because dad’s brother is coming over with his wife, maybe their cousin. They see them from time to time, especially Zeus as he and cousin Dave share the same social circles and go out together sometimes.

If Zeus has seen his little brother’s reaction, he doesn’t let it show. Without being asked, but encouraged by the ‘chat’ he and his dad had with his little bro, the older male is slightly evolving his habits to subtly help Hades with his self-discovery. He would undress slightly longer than necessary, sleep nude sometimes, leave the bathroom door ajar when showering, and even be slightly less careful about leaving his condoms out in the open. Having learned about consent and that being sneaky is not necessary, Hades had indeed picked up on some of these cues and had asked Zeus whether he could ‘try’ a condom. The supportive nineteen-year-old Saint Bernard male had given his little brother one and had demonstrated on himself how to put one on. The result on Hades had been hilarious as Zeus’ size was way too big for the ten-year-old with the condom dangling flaccidly from the boy’s stiff cocklet, but Zeus had simply praised his little bro and told him he’d done a good job. Very much to Hades’ delight and pride.

As Zeus is preparing to get downstairs, Hades’ heart is beating in his throat, the little boy gripping his stiff little cocklet tightly as he softly asks:”Zeus… Could I…”
Zeus’ floppy ear perks up a little as he hears the inquisitive and soft tone to his little brother’s voice, not looking up as he stands next to his dresser picking out the clothes to wear for the day:”Mm? Speak up if you want to ask something, little bro.”
Hades squirms a little, his handheld console long forgotten in the sheets of his bed as his eyes are glued on the muscular glutes of his big brother’s ass cheeks when the boxers come down to be discarded:”Uhm. I know you don’t like the sucky stuff… but, uhm. Could I… could I touch again? Just a little?”
Zeus flicks his wrist and looks at his digital watch, more to give him some time to process the request of his little brother than to actually gauge the time:”Uhm. I guess. Just a little, then. Okay, squirt?”
Hades softly squees in happiness, jumping out of bed whilst his big brother sits back down on the edge of his bed.

The ten-year-old Saint Bernard Shiba mix kneels down in between his big brother’s big legs, running his little hands over the muscular calves and admiring the work Zeus has put into his body. Wishing to be just like him when he grows up. Zeus is a little nervous and hesitant, having no desire in other males but loving his little brother enough to help him in his self-discovery, opening his legs as he sits bottomless on the edge of his bed:”Alright, squirt. Have at it. But quick, we need to get ready before mom and dad come looking for us.”
Hades nods eagerly and reaches out to heft his brother’s heavy balls, weighing them in the palms of his hands. They’re warm and firm, and the ten-year-old can feel them draw up in their sac at his touch. Hades tries not to be too rough in his haste to get as much out of the moment as he can, Zeus’ ears trained for any sounds on the staircase outside their bedroom whilst still trying to look supportive to his little bro.

Gently, both of Hades’ hands glide through the soft yet slightly coarse light fur of his brother’s balls up to the fat sheath hiding the nineteen-year-old’s large member. The little boy’s black nose twitches and his nostrils flare as he takes in the intensifying scent of his big brother’s sex, his small index finger hooking into the black lip of the sheath’s mouth hugging the emerging pink tip of Zeus’ cock. He slides the tip of his digit inside, between the sensitive flesh of Zeus’ shaft and the warm slimy wall of the fleshy furry cover, eliciting a soft grunt from his older brother. This makes Hades happy, as he realises that despite his big brother being straight, the little boy’s administrations still feel enjoyable to him. Hades swirls the tip of his finger around the emerging shaft inside the sheath, causing the older male to pant, Zeus’ tongue dangling out of his mouth as he can feel his body getting worked up:”Easy, squirt. It’s sensitive.”
Hades nods, his free hand darting down to masturbate his own little emerged cocklet whilst his eyes behold his older bro’s big impressive dick with a deep desire and want, a painful need. He licks his lips, trying to make it known to Zeus that he’d love nothing more than to suck on his magnificent rod and begging for it whilst avoiding directly asking for it, because he knows his brother’s stance on the matter.

Zeus knows, and he recognises the deep desire and need in his little brother’s whimpers and mannerisms, but this is a line he does not want to cross. Maybe he’ll relent in the future, who knows, but for now the idea of another male sucking on his cock is simply something he rebukes with the whole of his being. He ignores Hades’ pleas, but reaches out to gently pet the boy’s head. Having had no verbal confirmation, the whimpering ten-year-old is denied, and even though his body is urging him to dart forwards and take by force what he wants, he loves and respects his big brother too much for what he’s already doing just for him. Hades sniffles and nuzzles Zeus’ leg for a moment, wiping away the evidence of his disappointment. Zeus hums approvingly at the ten-year-old’s restraint, rewarding him with a consolation prize as he’s very proud of his little bro:”You’re a good boy, little bro. You’re the greatest little bro a dude could have.”

Ending the little scene between his legs, Zeus pulls up his little brother, both naked from the waist down as he embraces Hades in a tight bear hug. Hades squees softly, surprised by the sudden end of his exploring but his little curly Shiba tail wagging happily at the unexpected brotherly hug. He can feel his little cocklet pressing into the hot flesh of his big brother’s pulsing cock, Hades wrapping his arms around the older male’s broad ribcage as he answers the token of brotherly affection with a sad little sigh and a hug back. Hades can’t help but grind his hips forwards into his brother’s, Zeus allowing him to do this as he nuzzles the little boy’s neck and rubs his back whilst nearly crushing the life out of Hades’ small body:”Good boy, Hades. Love ya, lil’ bro.”

After a few seconds of this intimate embrace, Zeus releases Hades and pulls up his jammy bottoms, smiling at his little brother’s twitching boner before patting the boy on the butt and sending him on his way:”Now, go get ready. Uncle Ben and aunt Gil will be here any moment.”

Both Zeus and Hades shower and brush their teeth, helping to comb each other’s damp fur, before arriving downstairs to a neat and clean living room. Mom and dad are sitting at the kitchen table and breakfast is served. Although the Shiba woman is not Zeus’ biological mother, the two of them have a great relationship, and the nineteen-year-old just views his family situation as having two mothers and a dad. His biological mother hasn’t got a boyfriend yet, but he’d do his best to have a great relationship with him too should she ever get one. His parents separated for their and his own good and they all still maintain amicable relationships.

The arrival of their family members is hectic as always, with many handshakes and kisses all around as the Saint Bernard man steps inside the house with his Poodle wife. They did indeed bring cousin Dave, a boy of the same age as Zeus and a Saint Bernard Poodle mix. He looks like the former but has the curly fluffy fur of the latter, a fact that makes many a girl swoon for him. Whilst Hades would consider his big brother handsome, he’d more use the word ‘pretty’ for Dave. After greeting each other the family retreats to the den whilst Zeus and Dave go up the stairs back to the boys’ bedroom so that they can play some video games without bothering their parents.

Eventually, the group ends back up in the kitchen before Hades’ mom takes his aunt away to go look at some of her crafting projects and gardening:”Oh, Gillian. You simply must have a look at my begonias. They’re about to bloom.”
With a glass of red wine in their hands, the women vanish to the adjacent sunroom, leaving Hades with dad and uncle Ben. The two older males are talking about stuff Hades isn’t interested in and the boy knows Zeus wouldn’t appreciate him interrupting his quality time with Dave either. Cerberus comes trotting into the room and Hades absentmindedly scratches the big feral Saint Bernard dog before suddenly feeling a tingle in his groin. His nostrils flare and he picks up on a scent, something he thinks he’s smelled before with his dad and brother, that unmistakable scent of male sexuality that he’s grown to love so much. The boy looks at Cerberus but the big goofy dog doesn’t look particularly horny right now, so the scent must come from elsewhere. Somewhere close.

Hades tugs his father’s arm and asks:”Dad, can I play with Cerberus?”
At first, the boy’s father doesn’t seem to realise exactly what Hades meant, and the boy eagerly takes advantage of this chance just like any child his age would. Hades slips down underneath the table as his dad tries to call him back up, uncle Ben looking a little confused at the situation as he watches his brother blush at such an innocent request from his cub, when suddenly the women walk back into the room. Dad tries to recall Hades still with his hand underneath the table, but the little boy isn’t paying it any mind as he sniffs the air deeply. The scent of male arousal seems to radiate from elsewhere but still close, and without even realising it, Hades finds himself between his uncles legs. He sniffs deeply and realises that despite appearances above the table, the older male must either be aroused or have participated in something sexual very recently. Maybe he had ‘made the sex’ with aunt Gillian before they came over.

Dad gently and discreetly pulls Hades back over to his side, sticking his head underneath the table as he whispers urgently:”Hades, I didn’t mean ‘play’ like that! There are people here!”
Hades points to his uncle’s crotch:”Daddy, I can smell sex between uncle Ben’s legs. It makes my weenie tingle.”
Hades’ dad blushes an even deeper crimson, about to tell his son to get out from under the table when suddenly his attention is called for by his wife and sister-in-law. Once more, Hades is alone under the table with Cerberus and the boy can see that the big friendly doofus has picked up on the scent as well, slowly waddling over to sniff uncle Ben’s crotch and wag his tail lazily. Hades can hear uncle Ben’s surprised reaction muffled by the table cloth, the man’s hands reaching down to pet Cerberus and attempt to gently push him away. Some muffled questioning by female voices and a laugh from uncle Ben along with some unintelligible words, followed by more laughter from the adults.

The grown ups keep talking, predominantly the women, as uncle Ben tries to push away Cerberus from his groin. Eventually, the adult seems to give up and lets the feral dog do as it wants. Maybe he doesn’t want to draw attention to it from his wife and the other adults. Hades’ sensitive nose can pick up on the scent of male arousal growing even more intense, radiating from his uncle’s lap like the lure of a siren’s call. The ten-year-old boy squeezes his little penis tightly, moaning as he can see Cerberus’ feral doggy cock slowly emerge from the fat sheath dangling from his hand legs, and even a wet spot appearing in his uncle’s pants. The fabric of the trousers is starting to tent out a little with the small damp spot appearing at the very top of it, Cerberus’ tongue now snaking out to lap at it. Again, uncle Ben tries to push the feral dog’s big head away, but unlike Hades the doofus is persistent and doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer, continuing to lick his broad pink tongue over the pantaloons. Grinding into his own little paw and placing the other on his dad’s knee, Hades tries to get the attention of his father back by giving it a little squeeze.

When it sounds like the women have left the kitchen again, dad lifts up the table cloth hiding the entire scene again and his flushed face darts down:”Hades! What are you doing? Are you-“
The adult male’s eyes fall on his brother’s lap, with the feral Saint Bernard lapping away at the crotch as the damp fabric is clearly stretched by a raging erection. Uncle Ben squirms a little in his seat, clearly uncomfortable by his sensitive flesh grinding against the grain of the inside of his pants. Hades’ voice is soft and pleading, gently sliding up his little hand closer to his father’s crotch:”Daddy, my weenie tingles. Please, please. Can I suck a little?”
The adult male’s face is blushing deeply:”Your uncle and aunt are here! Mom is here! You know the rules!”
Hades puts on his best puppy eyes, pleading softly with his father still:”Please, daddy. I’ll be quiet! My weenie tingles so much it hurts. Please, please!”

Just when his father is about to talk to his son sternly, Hades’ dad’s eyes wander over to his brother’s groin again. He can hear the painful grunt of the other male, unable to get up and calm down in the bathroom in such a state but also unable to sustain the painful grind against the inside of his pants any longer. Uncle Ben sits as close to the table’s edge as possible, the long table cloth hiding what is happening underneath as he quickly unbuttons and unzips his pantaloons, allowing his red length to emerge like a phoenix from its nest. An audible sigh can be heard, Hades’ dad’s cheeks crimson at what he’s seeing when suddenly both his wife and his brother’s wife enter the kitchen again. The adult male’s head darts up from underneath the table again as if stung by a bee, and Hades can hear him loudly whisper to uncle Ben, with an apologetic low mumbling as a response.

Hades didn’t hear verbal confirmation from his daddy to his question and he starts rubbing the male’s legs again, whispering soft pleas again:”Please, daddy. Please, please. Can I suck your weenie? Just a little bit? Please?”
There seems to be some low grunted communication between the adult males above the table again, whilst the voices of the adult females chatter away seemingly unaware of the situation underneath the table. Lucky the table cloth is so long.

Little Hades is about to plead again when suddenly his dad pushes his lower body more underneath the table, as if slightly reclining in his chair. As subtle as he possibly can, his large hands dart towards his groin and he quickly unzips and unbuttons himself. He’s not wearing underwear, just like uncle Ben, and rising from his opened fly is that magnificent big red rocket Hades got to explore during the sex talk. Dad’s knot was still small and trapped inside the furry sheath, but the scent of arousal rolls over Hades’ senses like a wave crashing upon the beach. The little boy gratefully squeezes his daddy’s leg and then grabs hold of the pulsing rod, pointing the pointy tip of the feral-shaped doggy cock towards his mouth and quickly closing his lips around it before his daddy could reconsider. His need and thirst for having his father’s penis inside his mouth rivals that of a boy dying of thirst in the desert, the little pup quickly suckling his daddy’s length inside with gusto.

He can feel his daddy tense up almost immediately, hearing his mom and aunt talking away in muffled fashion still whilst the input of their husbands has been reduced to simple grunts and occasional words here and there. Hades’ daddy had allowed his son to suckle his tip just once since their talk, and on both occasions it had been just a minute to sate the boy’s curiosity but not allowing it to go any further. The ten-year-old is fully aware that this time his daddy might not be able to stop him after a minute, lest it be discovered what they’re doing, and Hades intends to take full advantage from the situation. As the hot pulsing rod of his father slides down his young throat, little Hades is clutching his cocklet and squeezing his knotty. He’s nearly purring from happiness, a tear forming in his eye as he feels so close to his daddy right now, being allowed to suckle from the object of his desire. His eyes dart over to Cerberus and his uncle’s lap, observing a very impressive adult feral doggy cock jutting out from the male’s loins as well whilst the pulsing length is being washed by the feral Saint Bernard’s broad wet tongue. It looks so good as well. Would it taste the same as his daddy’s?

Right then and there, Hades hatches a little scheme in his head. If his uncle thinks Cerberus is still licking him when Hades takes the big dog’s place, then no harm is done, right? Hades would get the answer to his burning question, he’d get to explore another penis, and uncle Ben would still think he’s being licked by Cerberus.

Hades smacks his lips as he takes his father’s penis out of his mouth to admire the  entire length up close, his daddy patting his head to signal his son that he needs to be more quiet. The curvy obelisk of veiny reddish pink doggy cock is magnificent, Hades’ eyes and fingers running along its entire length from tip to knot to balls. This is his daddy’s penis. The penis that made both himself and his older brother inside their moms. The taste is so wonderfully his daddy’s, the male essence flavoured just like his dad smells but way better and more intense.

With some effort, the little ten-year-old boy pulls the stretchy cover of his father’s sheath down over the bulbous knot, making his dad’s body flinch in pleasurable pain. Almost immediately Hades is pulled forwards by his father’s hands, both palms causing the boy’s muzzle to sink back down over the length as it is seated deeply inside the little boy’s throat. Hades nearly can’t breathe, sensing the urgency in his father’s muscle spasms and actions, the spongy but firm rod throbbing wildly in his throat when he suddenly realises what’s coming. Jet after jet of hot watery cum is injected deeply inside the little boy’s tummy, his daddy’s balls pulling up in their sac as Hades’ cocklet twitches violently inside his little paws in a powerful dry orgasm. Spurt after powerful spurt, Hades gulps down load after load of his daddy’s incestuous and delicious semen, his eyes watering due to the pleasure as well as his lack of breath. He can feel the upper end of his father’s feral penis pulse and expand with each forceful spurt, the salty length tasting oh so delicious on his tongue and the aroma of manly seed welling up from his throat into his nostrils.

Slowly, the adult male Saint Bernard calms down, the distant chattering of his mom and aunt doing nothing to waken the little Saint Bernard Shiba mix from his revelries, the hot spear slowly withdrawing from his throat as Hades takes a deep gulp of air. Tears are rolling down the little boy’s cheeks, Hades sniffling as he’s feeling so very happy. He was allowed to taste his father’s essence, his daddy chose to share this wonderful part of himself with him despite not liking males physically. Hades wipes away the wetness from his eyes with his arm and reverently and lovingly places a kiss at the pulsing tip of his daddy’s shrinking cock:”Thank you, daddy. You’re the best daddy in the world.”
Almost as if his father had heard, the adult’s member lurches up and bobs up and down once, as if responding warmly to his son’s utterances of gratitude.

Hades wipes the drool away from his lips and scoots over towards his uncle. Cerberus got a little bored of licking and is only doing a halfhearted job by now, withdrawing completely when seeing his young master approaching. Uncle Ben’s erection is almost as big as his daddy’s, Hades admiring the length for a moment as he places his small hands on his uncle’s legs. Uncle Ben visibly flinches, not expecting the touch but unable to interfere as his wife and sister-in-law are still chatting away above the table. The adult’s big hands dart towards his groin instinctively and shield it from Hades, but the little boy rubs his uncle’s legs with the same pleading rhythm as he had done his dad before reaching forwards to cup the full balls hanging out of the fly:”Please, uncle Ben. I’ll make you feel good, just like I did daddy. Please let me suck your weenie.”

Hades can feel his uncle tremble through his sac as the balls inside draw up in the little boy’s hands, the Saint Bernard Shiba mix feeling the need to reassure the adult that it’s okay. The ten-year-old’s little hands stroke the adult hands of his uncle and gently peel them away from the pulsing red throbbing cock, little jets of precum spurting out of the tip against the underside of the table. Uncle Ben resists meekly, but Hades places the palms of the adult Saint Bernard against his cheek and nuzzles into them, putting him at ease:”Don’t worry, uncle Ben. I want to. I’ll make you feel good.”
Placing a little kiss at the tip of the pointy feral dog cock of his uncle, Hades closes his eyes and slowly slides his mouth over the magnificent length that is his daddy’s brother’s penis.

It is hot and veiny, and the flavour is nearly the same as his daddy’s but somehow very different. Hades is certain that if he were to suck both his dad and uncle whilst blindfolded, he could easily and immediately tell which one’s whom’s simply by taste alone. His pink little tongue darts away from his black underlip, swirling over the length of his uncle’s penis as Hades closes his eyes to focus on every little detail of the delicious and impressive manhood. He can feel his uncle’s body tremble, whether out of fear or excitement or perhaps both the little boy doesn’t know. Hades reaches up to take his uncle’s big trembling hand into his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze as he pulls down the adult male’s sheath over his knot with the other.

Completely unexpectedly, a geyser of hot Saint Bernard seed jets forth into the back of the little boy’s throat, the ten-year-old opening his eyes in surprise as his uncle’s hand clenches his own. Hades’ free hand massages the pulsing sensitive knot of his uncle Ben, other hand clenched tight as he swallows load after load of the adult’s semen. It’s salty and slightly more viscous than his daddy’s, again tasting like concentrated essence of his uncle’s scent. The little boy’s free hand cups the adult’s pulsing sac, massaging it reassuringly whilst his mouth and tongue milk his uncle’s delicious penis for all its worth.

When uncle Ben finishes cumming, his rigid body and legs relax and slant down into his chair, his hand still holding the boy’s when finally the other reaches up and gently ruffles the boy’s head fur. Hades smiles, licking the length of his uncle together with Cerberus whom’s interest has rekindled. It seems the adult isn’t mad at him, which makes the boy believe that very maybe he’ll be allowed to suck his uncle Ben’s weenie again sometime. Maybe even together with his daddy’s, without his mom and aunt present.

As Hades pulls away from his uncle’s lap and licks his chops, he looks over to his daddy’s lap again, only to find a very pleasant surprise. His daddy hadn’t covered up after cumming, and his newly reinvigorated cock is throbbing halfway out of its sheath. His father is allowing Hades to get some more if he wanted to. The boy’s heart swells, feeling his daddy’s love with every beat of the bobbing cock he’s watching.

When the women step out of the kitchen again, Hades’ father scoots his chair along the edge of the table until he’s sitting next to his brother. Hades can hear the sounds of something being played on his daddy’s phone, probably to give him an alibi for his change of position. Both adult brothers’ incestuous cocks are on display next to each other, one retreating into its sheath and needing to recuperate whilst the other is pulsing with excited invitation to his son. Hades grins, scooting forwards eagerly as Cerberus starts licking the little boy’s twitching ten-year-old cocklet.

Uncle Ben needs to visit more.