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Trading Secrets Ch. 01

By: MelancholyRose



Kevin was finding it hard to concentrate on his call to the front desk. It wasn't the three cups of coffee he had at the continental breakfast that was distracting him, even though he was loaded up to his eyeballs with caffeine, the fact that there were screaming children out in the hallway, or the fact that the mini-fridge inside the small hotel suite was rattling constantly. He had almost forgotten why he had called the front desk, and it was because his lover, Andrew, was strutting back and forth through the room stripped down to his bare ass, mumbling and uttering something about losing an item. Kevin had his entranced eyes locked upon his pale rear end for several minutes now, and when the front desk had picked up the phone, he was almost caught muttering obscenities.

"Front desk," a woman had answered, and Kevin's trance abruptly ended, and he managed, even if for a brief moment, to remove his gaze from Andrew's smooth, tight ass.

"Uh, um. Hi. This is Kevin Neil in room three-o-seven?"

"Yes, how can I help you Mr. Neil?"

"Um." "Things that I need" was the first thing that came popped into his mind, and he had almost said that and nothing else, being highly distracted as Andrew was flashing him that alluring, seductive smile he always did when he had not-so-innocent thoughts on his mind. "I-I, uh, oh. The fridge. It doesn't work."

"I'm so sorry about that Mr. Neil. We'll notify someone on the maintenance crew and have it looked at immediately, and for the inconvenience, we'll reduce the charge to your room."

"Thank you, miss." Kevin's eyes had now fallen between Andrew's legs, since he had begun teasingly shaking his dong around like it was a maraca. Kevin smirked, chewing on his lip.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"No, that's all, thank you."

"Have a great day at Riverside Hotel!"

"Thank you." Kevin repeated and hung up the phone quickly, like holding it was singing his hand. "Come over here this instant, young man."

Andrew beamed and snickered playfully. "No, you have to help me first."

Kevin's smile fell. "With what?!"

"I lost my swim trunks, they aren't in our bag."

Kevin thoughtfully scratched his chin. "Did you even remember to pack them?"

"Yes! I totally did! And I even reminded you, like, seven million times!"

"Seven million? Really?"

"Yes, really, now they're lost and I can't find them."

"You don't need swim trunks. You look fine the way you are." This compliment, while appearing to flatter Andrew, didn't help him forget the task at hand.

Kevin and Andrew were on the first day of their vacation, which was fully funded by their two friends, Jack and Kyle, who also arranged it so that they could join them on their holiday. Although knowing that Kevin had enough money to pay for several trips, their friends had still insisted to pay all of the expenses, wanting to do something nice for their companions.

The only problem Kevin and Andrew had with the idea was that they wouldn't get to be alone. They cherished their friendship with Jack and Kyle, despite how immeasurably childish they were at times, but they had a private life that even their friends were not aware of. Kevin never kept secrets from Jack and Kyle until about a year ago when he first met Andrew, and began a relationship with him.

Ever since Kevin had begun his romance with Andrew, he had thought very little about much else. Andrew had proved to be one of the most remarkably fun, adorable young men he had ever met, and every time he looked at him, he loved him more and more deeply. Andrew was loyal. Andrew was incredibly sexy. Andrew was young, attractive, and couldn't keep his hands off of him for more than a few seconds. Andrew was talented in bed, and he knew that he had a lot to do with that, having taught him a lot of what he knew. Andrew was his closest friend, and the love of his life. Andrew never let him down, was always supportive, and always managed to make him laugh and smile.

But Kevin couldn't talk to his friends about such things, because Andrew was also his biological son.

He and Andrew both knew that there was no way to explain these things without it sounding horrible. He knew that Jack and Kyle's intellectual capacity barely surpassed that of a chimpanzee's. All the same, however, he wished that he could tell them, to share just how happy he was now that Andrew had blessed his life. Having not known about his son for an entire seventeen years, he was the happiest he had ever been in his life when Andrew came to live with him, and now a year later, he was even happier, and he knew that Andrew was, too. The magnitude of his emotions regarding his love for his son was inexplicable, but he still yearned to share the secret with the people closest with him. Andrew meant the world to him, but so did his friends, and he knew it was possible that they may never truly understand how strongly and deeply he felt for him.

Kevin dwelled slightly on these things, even as the sight of Andrew naked was arousing him. He tried to hide the weight on his heart by flashing a smile to his only son. "I won't be jealous if other men ogle you. I know they'd have every right to. Someone as hot as you should be able to walk around naked and not get arrested"

Andrew rolled his eyes, but his smile remained glued onto his face. "I don't think the other swimmers will agree, dad... as much as that flatters me."

"I don't care what they think. My opinion is all that matters."

"Well, you're right about that, but still, I don't want to get arrested tonight."

"Does that mean we won't be messing around?"

Andrew let out a short, but sharp laugh. "Are you kidding? There's no way I can go a day without quality father-son time." He winked.

"Why wait until tonight? You've already given me a boner."

"Well we won't get a chance to tonight because we share this room with Jack and Kyle, and, seriously, you always have a boner, dad."

Kevin's eyes drifted to the ceiling and he wore a knowing smile. He then nodded several times. "But you speak as if I can help that, especially when you walk around naked in front of me."

"I know you can't help it. That's why I enjoy it so much."

"Oh, so what you're saying is that you're a tease."

Andrew nodded affirmatively. "Yes, dad, that's what I'm saying."

"Knew it!" Kevin laughed and groaned, covering his face with his hands as he threw himself onto his back upon the surface of the mattress. "My son lives to torture me!"

Andrew sighed, then approached him, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "Poor horny old dad."

Kevin lowered his hands and looked at him questioningly. "Old?" His eyes quickly fixed upon Andrew's flaccid phallus which was dangling inches from his face, and he immediately breathed in the heavenly aroma of his youthful groin.

Andrew smirked. "I don't have a problem with you being older. I think your age makes your jizz taste better."

"Better than yours? I don't think so, baby." Kevin opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out, inviting Andrew to place his fleshy rod inside and connect the two of them like building blocks. Andrew was hesitant, and even forewarned his father with a look of concern. "What's the matter?"

"Well, our friends could walk in on us. I think we could both do without that happening today-aaah..." The tip of Kevin's tongue lightly brushed against the pink tip of Andrew's cock, and he moaned pleasantly. "It's so hard to resist when you do that... and when you have your mouth open like that." 

Kevin waved his tongue back and forth. Andrew had already grown throbbing hard, feeling every vein in his member thumping, and he bit his lip and moaned, stroking himself slowly. "Come on, son, I'm not asking much, except that you allow me to suck your dick. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He wiggled his tongue some more. "Come on. Give that sweet cock to your daddy."

"Oh, god..." Andrew moaned. "I love when you talk to me like that, dad." He bit down on his lip.

Kevin smirked with his mouth gaping open. He implored Andrew with his eyes. This seemed to be enough to coax the horny teen into sliding the tip of his throbbing erection across his lips, and Kevin's eager mouth vacuumed the length of him into it, polishing the head with his tongue, giving it a sparkling, wet shine, massaging it with his flexible mouth muscles. He was encouraged by Andrew's groans of pleasure to suck him harder, and he turned onto his side to get into a better position to do so, moving his throat down onto the full size of the shaft.

Andrew arched his back, desperately pushing his cock deeper into his father's mouth. "Suck me, dad," He begged.

Kevin moaned and generously complied, his mouth gliding up and down Andrew's thick, veined, teenaged hard-on with successful skill. He lovingly caressed his son's smooth scrotum to enhance his delight. Andrew whimpered and cried with lust. Kevin nearly swallowed his son's entire dick without gagging, tasting the sweet and salty snot that leaked from his urethra.

"Oh, god, dad, that feels so good... suck your boy's cock... suck it." Andrew tugged and pulled at Kevin's hair, grabbing tiny clumps of it in his fingers. "Make your boy come." Andrew threw his head back, encouraging his father's sucking by voicing pleasured noises.

Kevin suddenly paused and removed his mouth, and Andrew sighed lustfully, glancing down at his face. At first he was smiling, but then he frowned, seeing that Kevin looked panicked. "Andrew, get in the bathroom, I think Jack and Kyle are coming back."

Andrew pouted, grumbling in disappointment. "What if I say no?"

"I think you know the answer to that one."

Andrew shambled off, annoyed, to the bathroom and entered, shutting the door behind him. Moments later, the Phillips brothers came inside the room carrying a plethora of breakfast foods. With their arms laden with goods, they greeted Kevin with enthusiasm.

"What is all that shit?" Kevin asked.

"What's it look like?!" Kyle answered, showing him a plate full of donuts.

"It looks like you took the liberty of stealing the whole breakfast bar."

"Well, close," Jack chimed in. "Check it out! A little box of Fruit Loops!"

Kevin sarcastically lowered his eyelids. "Wow."

"And free coffee, how awesome is that?! You should go get some, Kev!"

"I already had some, thank you very much, and I'm laying off for a while. I don't need that much caffeine right now." Kevin used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, knowing he still had drool all over it. "Why don't you guys go back down and steal the rest?"

"Eh, we will later." Kyle bit into a donut. "What's up your pooper, Kevin? You seem grouchy."

"I'm fine. What's on the agenda today, boys?"

"Let's go to the bowling alley!!" Jack roared.

Kyle spoke up with his mouth full. "Let's go to mini-golfing. I love mini-golfing."

"Bowling is clearly way cooler, Kyle."

"It so isn't!"

"Uh, yeah, it is!"

Kevin sighed. "Guys, really, it's not a whole lot of trouble to do both. I wouldn't want to spend the entire day at either of those places."

"Well, fine, what did you have in mind, Kevin?" Kyle shoved the remainder of the half-eaten donut into his mouth.

"Well, I know Andrew wanted to go swimming, but-"

"Yeah, hey, where is Andrew?"

"He's in the bathroom."

"Andrew! Come out here!"

There was silence from the bathroom for a few minutes, then a sigh of aggravation. "I'm kind of busy, Kyle..." Andrew said from behind the door.

"I meant when you're done!"

There was another sigh. "Dad, can you come here a second? I need your help with... uh... something."

Kyle and Jack both gave Kevin a strange look, who grinned innocently. "Uh, yeah, I'll be right there, sweetie." He looked back to Jack and Kyle. "Excuse me, guys."

"Uh-huh," Kyle answered while cramming another donut in his mouth, still looking at Kevin with suspicion.

Kevin stepped over to the bathroom door, then opened it a crack, sliding his way inside, then shutting the door behind him. "What is it, honey?"

Andrew looked flustered. "Why did we have to get a room with those two?" He whispered.

Kevin shrugged. "They insisted to pay for our trip, I couldn't convince them to let me pay for it, and so they got one room instead of two to save money. I thought we talked about all of this."

Andrew crossed his arms, still completely nude and his dick still shiny and coated with saliva. "I can't believe we don't get any alone time on our vacation."

"Hey, we'll just have to improvise a little, all right?"

Andrew turned up his nose and huffed. "Sure."

"Hey, don't be angry with me. They wanted to do this for us. I thought it was very nice of them."

Andrew looked at him sorrowfully, feeling a sting of guilt. "I know, I'm sorry. I'm being kind of selfish, aren't I?"

"No, you're not. I understand why you're frustrated. But please try to make the best of it, sweetheart. I'm going to."

"I will, dad, I'm sorry."

Kevin kissed his forehead to reassure him, but Andrew only forced a weary smile. It was bad enough that he and Kevin had kept their relationship a secret from their friends for roughly a year; he didn't enjoy having to sneak around when they were supposed to be having fun.

"I'll go get your clothes," Kevin informed Andrew.

A grin suddenly spread on Andrew's face, which was akin to the playful look he always gave when he wanted something. Kevin recognized the gleam in his eyes, and paused briefly.

"What?" He calculatingly inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"You didn't finish, you know."

Kevin rolled his eyes slightly, smiling with adoration. "They're going to wonder what's keeping me."

"Oh, well, if you don't want to." Andrew cutely tongued his gums and upper lip, coyly giving his father sensual, wanting eyes. 

Kevin felt drool forming on the corner of his mouth, and he licked it away as he saw Andrew's hand descend to his groin, gliding up and down over his slowly erecting cock. "Ah, fuck. You make it so, incredibly difficult to resist you, do you know that?"

"That's the idea."

"What about them?"

"Fuck 'em. They can wait."

"They're going to be suspicious."

"Who cares?" Andrew's eyes purged Kevin's, as they lit up with desire.

Kevin groaned. "I can't say no, you're too fucking sexy." He suddenly grabbed Andrew's arm and pulled him against his body, surprising him, but his hard-on never lessened. Kevin mashed his lips against his son's with intense ferocity, his tongue diving deep into his mouth, Andrew responding with a joyful moan as he wrapped his tongue around his father's. One of Kevin's roaming hands found their way to Andrew's tight ass, and clutched it firmly, while the other one stroked his boney, slender, nude back, tracing his spine downward to his ass crack and slipping his finger into it, sliding it gracefully between his cheeks.

"Mmm," Andrew moaned with his mouth full. Kevin began running his hot, wet lips around his son's neck, moving them down his bare chest, softly painting each of his hardened nipples with saliva using the tip of his tongue, which caused Andrew to twitch in anticipation. By the time Kevin's eager mouth reached his son's groin, he buried his nose into it, deeply inhaling the scent of his pungent scrotum, which he then began to kiss furiously.

Andrew whimpered with delight as he felt his father's mouth softly engulf one of his testicles, vacuuming it into his mouth where his tongue began bathing it in circular motions. "Oh shit," Andrew voiced lustfully, his hands planted on Kevin's head, pulling at strands of his dark hair, groaning as he felt the massaging tongue caress his left nut. After Kevin briefly paused, he went to work on the right one, making sure both of them were wet and shiny, as well as tinted blue.

He removed his mouth from his son's freshly teased balls, and he looked up at his face, flashing him a devious smile. Andrew smiled back excitedly, but with his eyes half open, he only appeared inebriated. Kevin lowered his eyes to Andrew's throbbing, twitching cock, which gleamed slightly with pre-come in the bathroom's bright light. Kevin eyed the small pool of penile dribble on the exposed pink head of his son's circumcised dick, and wasted no time leaning forward and lapping it off of him like a thirsty dog. 

"Mmm, fuck yeah, dad," Andrew quietly encouraged, and his back stiffened as he felt his father's tongue snake around his urethral opening before softly prodding inside it, tasting the salty penile fluids within. Andrew's sounds of pleasure caused Kevin to hungrily wrap his warm mouth around his son's cock, and began sliding his lips down slowly, filling his entire throat with his full length, pre-come oozing down his open gullet.

"Oh, god, dad, you always make me so hard," Andrew confessed through sensual breathing.

Kevin nursed on Andrew's dick as he used a free hand to massage his balls, gently moving his thumb over each of the oval-shaped organs with care and precision, making satisfied sounds deep within his throat. As he sucked and slurped on his son's manhood, he looked up at his adorable face, which was locked in an expression of utter bliss. Kevin released his throbbing, twitching cock for a moment, wiping his mouth and smiling.

"Come in my mouth, son," he commanded, and his voice turned raw and visceral.

Andrew smiled down at him, slight dimples creasing around his lips, his dark, long hair shadowing his eyes. "You want my come, daddy?" The look of teasing playfulness in Andrew's eyes grew. Kevin beamed before wobbling his head up and down, and received a few slaps on the lips and nose as Andrew smacked his wet cock against him. "You want to eat a load of your boy's come?" Kevin nodded once more while looking fiercely enticed as he kissed lovingly up and down the shaft of Andrew's gleaming and dripping erection.

"Yes, I do."

"Then suck it out of me, daddy."

Kevin's devious smile never vanished as his lips latched back onto his son's aching dick, and hearing Andrew moan the way he was made him suck harder and faster. As he used his right hand to hold his hard-on in his mouth, he snaked his free hand slowly underneath Andrew's legs, stroking his thighs, then curled his fingers up to his asshole, pushing the end of his middle finger against it until it began to swallow his finger up to his knuckle. As he infiltrated his son's ass with his finger, he began to push it in deeply, which made Andrew release a tantalizing whimper of joy.

"Deeper," he begged, and was immediately accommodated as Kevin's finger dove further inside, wriggling within the tight canal. "Oh, fuck..."

Kevin could tell that from the feeling of his son's balls beginning to tighten and pull up that he was approaching climax, and he began swiveling his tongue around the head of his leaking, swollen cock as he jerked him off. Andrew groaned and it seemed as if he were trying to force words out of his mouth.

"I'm gonna come, daddy," he warned.

Just as Kevin hoped that he would, Andrew began to hump his mouth and hand eagerly and fiercely, and he continued to hold his mouth open, awaiting the fresh jism impatiently, rapidly licking the end of his son's dick as he tasted gobs of delicious pre-come emerging from it.

"Fuck, dad, I'm coming!"

After Andrew uttered choking gasps, Kevin could taste a fresh, hot load of semen coat his tongue and lips. Kevin moaned with lust as he graciously slurped and lapped up every drop of it, feeling Andrew's tight, young ass squeeze his finger. He felt his son's dick gradually limping against his mouth, listening to his panting, satisfied breathing, and looked up at him with pleased eyes, his mouth glazed with white goop. Andrew finally opened his eyes to gaze into his father's and he ran his thin fingers through his straight hair, smiling wide. Kevin returned a matching grin.


Trading Secrets Ch. 02



For those of you waiting for this chapter, I'm sorry it took so long. I just moved into a new apartment and I've been busy as hell. This is my first time writing anything in the past couple of months. Anyway, I hope the wait was worth it, and I hope you're not waiting even longer for chapter three. Enjoy.





Jack was angry with his brother, Kyle. He knew he should have been more forgiving of his demeanor, knowing him well enough to understand that he probably didn't mean to act like an asshole, but throughout that afternoon, Kyle had repeatedly been rude to him for no reason.

He tried not to let on that it was bothering him. He knew that if he brought it up to Kevin, he would most definitely lecture Kyle about his behavior, and he didn't want his brother becoming any more upset than he was before. They had some tension between them that was worsening as the years went by, and he didn't want to have to explain all of that to Kevin, especially when he couldn't tell him the real reasons why they had been feuding and fighting on and off.

He knew Kevin could see how forlorn he appeared, but he told him he'd be fine, and he was enjoying the afternoon with all of them. He didn't want to let on that something was wrong, even though Kevin could tell he was hurt from a mile away. When they decided to go swimming later on after coming back to the hotel room, Kyle denied the offer to swim with them, and stayed in the hotel room.

"Is Kyle having a bad day, or something?" Kevin casually queried to Jack, who tried to look none the wiser.

"I, uh, don't know," he answered, hiding his look of discontent. "I guess he is. He's like that sometimes."

Kevin chuckled. "Hey, you don't have to explain that to me. I know how he is. I was just wondering what he was acting so pissed at you about."

Jack was hoping Kevin wouldn't bring this up. He never even mentioned Kyle's actions to him, and yet, he still managed to know what was wrong. "I don't know, Kevin. I don't know what his problem is, and I don't care right now. If he wants to be alone right now, let him."

Kevin gave him a cautionary glance. "All right, but tell me if something happens, or if you want to talk."

"Let's just enjoy the rest of the afternoon, all right?"

Kevin nodded in agreement and headed for the pool, draping a towel over his shoulder, following Andrew to the steel gate surrounding the water. Jack trailed after them, hoping some swimming would ease his nerves. He didn't want to think about his problems with Kyle.

After they prepared for swimming, Kevin was standing at the edge of the deep end of the hotel's indoor pool, looking hesitant. He was wearing the tiny bathing suit he had tried talking Andrew into buying, but instead bought for himself, and earlier Andrew had argued with him for nearly an hour about how wearing it could probably get him arrested, and Kevin told him it'd be fine, but Andrew was unconvinced. Even after Andrew had tried to persuade him into buying a different bathing suit, Kevin was indifferent about a fashion change.

"Is it cold, or what?" Kevin asked his son who was already in the water.

"No, dad, it's fine, just jump in before you get jumped yourself."

Kevin clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes. He then carefully slipped into the water and shrieked. "I think my bathing suit just doubled in size!"

"That's probably a good thing..."

Kevin frowned at Andrew as he floated near the wall, trying to adjust to the water's temperature. "Shut up, you. I know you like it on me."

Andrew quickly looked at Jack, who was climbing into the water as well, hoping he didn't hear what Kevin had just said, then waded to his father's side. "Yeah, I do, but now other people are checking you out."

Kevin laughed. "Oh, they are not."

"No? Not even that huge fat guy over there who has been staring at you since you walked in?"

Kevin looked over his shoulder at the rotund man sitting in a lounge chair, who was indeed looking straight at him. Kevin shuddered and turned back around. "Well I wouldn't worry about it, all right?"

"Just don't do any cannonballs. I don't think those little strings can withstand the force."

Kevin chuckled. "I wouldn't worry about that."

"Uh, nice suit, Kev," Jack nervously complimented.

Kevin smirked in flattery. "Thank you, Jack."

"I hope it doesn't blind or scar any young children."

Kevin then frowned. "Uh." He then used his hand to send a large wave of water at Jack's face, and he squeezed his eyes shut and squealed. They splashed each other for several minutes, until Jack leapt onto his back and began trying to submerse Kevin beneath the surface. Kevin fought with him, flailing his limbs, flipping Jack over his shoulder. Jack wailed and spit water as he surfaced and gave up the fight.

"Well I was going to ask if you guys were having fun, but I can see the answer to that." It was Kyle, who was standing on the wet floor above the pool, looking in at them. 

Kevin met his friend's gaze. "Kyle! I'm glad you decided to come down and join us."

Jack smiled at his older brother. "Feeling better?"

Kyle sighed. "Yeah, I guess. Right now I'd really just like to get wet and float around." He tossed his towel onto a vacant table, then climbed into the pool.

"Are you all right? You seemed kind of bitter earlier."

Kyle sighed, glancing at his best friend. "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just in a funk, or something." He avoided making eye contact with his brother.

"Don't worry Kyle," Andrew spoke up to him, in a voice that was layered with snide sarcasm. "There will be beer." Kevin snickered quietly, trying to hide it from his friend.

Kyle glared at Andrew. "Shut up, half-pint." Andrew stuck his tongue out.

The four of them spent a few hours swimming and conversing, splashing and roughhousing, until Jack told the others he was finally getting out of the pool. "Aw, you're done already?" Kevin said in disappointment.

"What do you mean 'already?' We've been swimming for three hours. My hands look like raisins."

"Fine, fine. Leave the exercise to the studs." He winked, then Andrew splashed him in the face, making him squint his eyes shut. He spit water out of his mouth.

Jack shook his head, then walked across the room, his wet feet slapping on the tiles. The smell of chlorine was overbearing, and he was nearly dizzy from it, but getting out of the warm water caused goose bumps to rise in his skin. He hugged his thin chest, following the signs on the wall that guided him over to the sauna. He shivered as he pulled open the wooden sauna door, and was pleased to see the cramped room was empty. He sighed in relief at the surrounding warmth, then plopped his skinny rear onto the bench, breathing in the sent of burning coal and sweating wood. He used his towel to dry off his skin, and shook his short, brown hair from side to side, sending drops of water flying in every direction. He had now wished he hadn't spent so much time that morning putting gel in his hair to get it spiked up, since the water had flattened it and ruined his hard work. 

Jack pulled the towel under him and sat on it, the wood beginning to burn him slightly, and leaned back against the upper bench above him. He closed his eyes and tried to relax and dry off, but he heard the sauna door open, and he opened one of his eyes to look at it. He saw Kyle there in the doorway, soggy and dripping wet, his swim trunks sticking to his legs and groin and his brown hair clinging to his face.

"Hey, bro," Kyle voiced lowly, his head somewhat dipped.

"Hey." Jack looked away uncomfortably.

"You mind if I come in?"

Jack shook his head. They were both silent for a moment, but Kyle entered, letting the door shut behind him. He was drying his skin with his own towel as he took a seat next to Jack, sighing.

"Feels good in here," he moaned with a light chuckle.

Jack's eyes fell on him, and they gradually moved downward from his face to his bare chest, which was shiny and glistening. "Yeah, it does."

Kyle leaned his back against the wood, turning his head to the side to look at Jack. "You wear yourself out?" Jack nodded, his eyes quickly shifting. Kyle tried to find the right words to speak, folding his hands in his lap on top of his soaked, green swim trunks. "Jack, I really have something I want to tell you."

"Oh?" Jack responded, feeling slight chills.

"I've been kind of a jerk to you these past few years, and today I was feeling really tense, and I'm sorry about it." He slipped a hand over his face and rubbed it slowly in exhaustion. "And, well, it's because of-" He paused and shrugged up his shoulders. "Okay, I'm going to come clean. It's because of the way we used to be ten years ago."

Jack was shocked he had admitted this. Kyle had been extremely adamant about not bringing up the subject of their past, and he always thought he had just forced himself to forget about it. He had always seemed much too ashamed of it to talk with him about it, even though there was countless times Jack wanted to discuss it. "That?" He finally asked with wide, curious eyes.

"Yes, that." Kyle closed his eyes, perhaps to hide from the rejection he feared.

"The thing you've been telling me never to talk about?"

Kyle released a glum sigh. "Yeah. Jack, the truth is, I never really got over it or forgot about it. It was always in the back of my mind, and every once in a while I'd think about you that way. I would even have dreams about you. I still do. I even still-" He cut himself off, his cheeks growing a shade of pink. Jack continued to stare at him patiently. "I still jerk off thinking about a lot of the things we did."

Jack's neck began to feel warm when hearing him confess this. He began to picture him masturbating, and his back stiffened. "Kyle, I-I don't know what to say. I mean, I appreciate you telling the truth. I always thought you hated thinking about what we used to do together."

"No, I never hated it. That's why I had to stop, because I knew I loved it and wanted it back, and I had to force it all out of my mind, but, Jack, I can't do that anymore." Kyle opened his eyes and looked at his younger brother, who returned his heartfelt gaze, and he felt his heart pounding. "Now you kind of know why I never hooked up with any girls I would meet. They just weren't... you." He smiled seeing the touched look on Jack's face. "From what I can tell, it's been bothering you, too."

Jack nodded slowly. "I never really stopped being attracted to you. Even when I tried to stop, I couldn't. I still felt it, you know?"

Kyle chuckled. "Man! If only we talked sooner, we wouldn't have been bickering so much these past few years."

Jack smiled, nodding. "Yeah. I guess it's good we're talking about it now, then, right?"

"Totally. I feel great about it." Kyle placed a hand on his chest, obviously relieved that a weight had been lifted.

"Yeah, me too." Jack tucked his chin down, looking shy, a pleased grin of joy spreading across his boney cheeks. "We really shouldn't lie to ourselves like that."

"Or to each other."

"Right. We're brothers-- we shouldn't keep secrets from each other. It's always been you and me, with everything. We never do anything without each other."

"Maybe we should take that as a hint."

Jack smirked. "Maybe." He looked at his older brother, who was biting his lower lip and staring deeply into his eyes. Before Jack could say anything, he was surprised by Kyle leaning forward and planting his lips onto his own. Jack excitedly kissed him back, moaning happily, reaching up to his hair and stroking it. He felt Kyle's tongue slowly enter his mouth, and he happily curled his tongue around his brother's, opening his mouth wider. They moaned simultaneously, their breath quickening, and their heartbeats escalating.

Kyle sneaked a hand down between Jack's legs, where a boner was protruding beneath his wet swim trunks, and he slowly began to massage the growing bulge there, running his palm along the length of his brother's erection. Jack's lips slipped off of Kyle's and he released quivering, panting breaths.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered. "That feels so fucking good."

Kyle wet his lips with his tongue. "Hard already, I see?" He smiled, and Jack did as well. "I am, too." He smacked his lips against Jack's once more, his tongue returning to its place in his mouth, slowly grabbing and groping Jack's hard-on, and grinned when he felt it poking out of the leg of his trunks. Jack moved his hips up against Kyle's hand, which was pulling up the leg of his swimsuit to release the throbbing cock that was desperately trying to find its way out. Kyle grabbed his stiffened phallus in his hand and gripped it tight, lightly tugging and pulling on it, gently caressing the thick vein running up the shaft.

"I can tell you've been wanting this," Kyle whispered to him, and he feverishly nodded. Before Kyle could say much else, Jack reached over and started stroking the formed tent in the crotch his brother's trunks. Kyle panted, opening his legs wider for him, giving him better access to his genitals. He groaned, clamping his teeth down as Jack reached up inside of the shorts and began stroking his hard-on underneath it, and he could feel his swelling dick thumping in his hand.

"Oh, Jack, you're driving me crazy," Kyle whimpered, pressing up against his moving, rubbing hand.

"Let's go up to the room," Jack whispered, releasing him, pulling his hand out of his trunks. "I don't want Kevin and Andrew to catch us in here. Or anyone else, really."

Kyle nodded in agreement and got to his feet, wrapping the towel around his waist to hide his erection, and Jack did the same, and they both stepped out of the sauna. Kyle looked over at the swimming pool, seeing Kevin and Andrew wading around by the edge, talking and laughing about something. "Hey, guys," he greeted.

Kevin turned to look at him. "Hey."

"Jack and I are going upstairs now, so we'll see you later."

Kevin nodded. "All right." He waved, turning back to Andrew to continue what seemed like an important conversation, but the Jack and Kyle didn't care at that point. The Phillips brothers waved back to them and then quickly vanished out of the pool room, racing each other to the elevator. They ducked inside, and once the doors slid shut, Kyle grabbed his younger sibling's face and began to make out with him again. Jack mashed his lips into Kyle's and worked his tongue into his mouth. They only had a few seconds to do this, but it was enough to stave off their horniness. Once the bell toned and the doors opened, Kyle and Jack both dove into the hallway and ran to the hotel room, and Kyle unlocked the door, pulling his brother inside.

Jack and Kyle threw their towels onto the floor, their mouths colliding once more, and they began to furiously attempt ridding themselves of their bathing suits as quickly as possible. Once the swim trunks were on the floor alongside the towels, they grinded their hips together, their erections meeting each other's, their tongues wrestling wildly. Kyle gently pushed Jack toward the bed, and they climbed on top of it, trying to keep their lips locked together as Kyle lied atop his younger brother. Jack's arms went around his neck, and he invitingly lifted his knees and opened his legs, allowing Kyle to push them back toward his shoulders.

As Kyle properly mounted him, pinning his arms back lustfully with one hand, he raised his other hand to his mouth and spit a wad of saliva into his palm, then proceeded to lube up his cock with it. He pressed the tip of his hardened and dripping dick to Jack's tight, puckered anus, then leaned over him, pressing his forehead against his brother's.

"You want your big brother to fuck you?" Kyle lured.

"God, yes, I do." Jack whined pleadingly, pressing his sphincter against Kyle's twitching cock eagerly.

"You want this dick inside you, little bro, hm?" Kyle teasingly slapped the length of his throbbing shaft against Jack's ass.

"Yes!" Jack arched his back, pressing against him.

"Tell me how much."

Jack grabbed Kyle's ass in his hands and pulled him toward him. "Fuck me, Kyle! Please, I want it so bad. I miss feeling you fucking me."

Kyle grinned, then plunged his meaty cock into his brother's tight hole, spreading him open as he pushed his way in, voicing a moan of joy and relief from finally getting his fix off of something he had craved for so long. Jack pleasantly grunted along with him, lovingly pulling at Kyle's short, brown hair. Kyle began to pump his hips back and forth, inserting himself deep within the cavernous hole, thrusting softly at first, tenderly and with care, until Jack whimpered delightedly.

"Uh, Kyle! Fuck me hard."

Kyle was concerned at the request, remembering back to the last time Jack asked for that very thing and ended up repeatedly asking him to stop because it caused him physical pain. "Are you sure?" He hushed, panting in hot, heavy breaths, continuing to thrust his hips, his forehead pressed against Jack's. He felt his brother nod his head, and then turned up the speed, increasing the velocity of his humping and began to shove his dick deep inside him with force.

"Oh fuck, yes, Kyle, fuck me." Jack cried in choking gasps of elation as his brother moved on top of him, feeling his sweaty skin sliding against his own, overjoyed at the sensation of his hips smashing against his ass and his scrotum slapping against his ass cheeks. Kyle moaned loudly in Jack's ear, his biceps still pushing his legs back as he pounded his small, tight ass, sweat dripping off of his nose.

"I love being inside you, little bro," Kyle hissed, his eyes closed as he slammed his hips against Jack's rear. "I missed fucking you. I want to cum in you so bad." Kyle paused his thrusting for a moment to give Jack a kiss on the mouth, and Jack whined through his closed mouth.

"Don't stop, please don't stop," he implored, and in case Kyle didn't get the message, he smacked him on his right ass cheek. Kyle smirked alluringly, then began banging him once more, thumping his cock against his prostate. Jack's hand was rapidly jerking himself off, quickly nearing climax feeling Kyle moving in him. "I'm gonna cum!" He warned loudly. 

Kyle moved faster and harder, feeling Jack's anus tighten around his cock, seeing that look of complete and utter bliss on his face. "Oh fuck, Jack, I'm getting close, too. I'm gonna cum inside you."

Jack threw his head back, loudly crying out as semen shot up his urethra and his dick erupted in what seemed like a geyser of an ejaculation. Due to the angle he was at, the gobs of semen hit him directly in the face.

As Kyle saw the white liquid coat Jack's lips and cheeks, which were curved into a satisfied grin, he arched his back, groaning loudly, approaching the most powerful orgasm he had ever faced. "Oh, shit, yes!" His voice pitched up as he practically sobbed, "I'm cumming!" His thrusting slowed in jittering, jagged pumps as he filled Jack's rectum with a hot dose of semen. He slowed his movement and his muscles loosened as he fell against his brother, heaving and panting. Once he caught his breath, he chuckled at the humorous sight of Jack's face covered in bodily fluids, and kissed him on the mouth, tasting Jack's juices on his lips.

"Oh, man," he whispered. "That was great."

"Yeah," Jack agreed, practically glowing. "It was amazing."

"I missed that. A lot."

"Me too."

Kyle smiled down at his younger brother, who smiled back while wiping off his face. "I love you, bro." He reached down to his face and gently stroked it with his palm.

Jack beamed up at him. "I love you, too." They locked lips again, trading spit for a while, until Kyle suddenly stopped, and frantically climbed off of Jack, who watched him inquisitively. "What?! What's wrong?!"





Trading Secrets Ch. 03



To those who are devoted followers of this series: I apologize greatly for this chapter taking so long. I had been writing/publishing for Kindle now, and working on two novels at once, so I completely forgot about Trading Secrets until recently. I really just wrote it for fun at first, but the second chapter did so well that I'm compelled to finish the third. I cannot promise that the fourth chapter will come any sooner, since I have novels in progress and about a million other projects, but I will do my best to try to fit it in between them sometime.

Thank you for reading and giving me the confidence to write professionally!

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Both Kevin and Andrew looked at Kyle like two deer caught in headlights, and neither of them knew what to say at first. Kevin was still awkwardly mounted upon Andrew, panting heavily through his nose, his sweaty hair sticking to his face.

"Well, come on guys, are you going to answer me, or what?" Kyle sounded as if he were beginning to laugh.

"About a year..." Andrew finally confessed, his legs still around his father's back. Kevin quickly grabbed a blanket and covered both he and his son with it, his face and shoulders suddenly turning a bright shade of crimson.

"It's a little late for that, Kev!" Kyle cackled. "I just saw a live porno featuring you and your son. I don't think you have any room to be coy, here."

Kevin, who was still blushing, finally allowed Andrew to lower his legs and he hid his ashamed face in his son's shoulder. He was using the comforter to wipe off the sticky mess between his and Andrew's legs while Andrew began to frantically wipe the semen off of his own face. "Look, Kyle," he began. "I know it looks bad and disgusting, and honestly, we've been trying to think of a way to tell you guys for a long time." Kyle was strangely silent and was patiently listening to him. "We wanted you guys to know. We wanted to tell you, so badly, but we couldn't lose your guys' friendship. I'm really sorry, we should have told you. The both of you."

Kyle heaved a sigh, looking over at his brother, who was sitting up in the neighboring bed, staring in their direction. "I can't believe this."

"I know, I'm so sorry, Kyle. I understand if you're upset with us, and if you want to stop being our friends, I'll let you go with respect, knowing that we had let you down."

"Kevin, hold on, buddy, okay? Chill for a second. Before I say anything else, just know that Jack and I would never leave you guys."

Kevin looked down at his son's face, and Andrew was covering it in shame with his palm. He then looked at Jack, who was watching them with enlightened curiosity, and he seemed... pleased?

"Kevin, Andrew," Jack was saying in amusement. "I always kind of thought something was going on between you both." He then smirked and snickered.

"I guess it's hard for us to keep secrets..." Andrew muttered with his hand still over his face.

Kyle leaned over his friend and second cousin, who were both naked on top of each other, and switched on one of the bedside lamps. "Well, yeah, especially when you make them really obvious by fucking each other while we're in the room."

"We couldn't help it..." Andrew groaned.

"We were holding it in pretty much all day," Kevin admitted. "I think I especially was going to go insane if I didn't touch him soon. He's my drug, okay?"

Kyle and Jack eyed each other and swapped matching grins. "Jack and I are going to have a chat with each other alone for a minute, okay guys?" Kyle said to them. Kevin and Andrew stiffly nodded, not looking at either of them. Kyle got out of the bed the Neils were playing in, then motioned for Jack to follow him into the bathroom. Jack obeyed him and got out of bed, following him into the restroom as Kevin and Andrew hid from their gaze.

Once the Phillips brothers were inside, Kyle shut the door and looked at Jack intensely. "Can you believe this?!"

Jack shrugged, then nodded. "Yeah, I can, actually."

"Well, okay, I can believe it, too. I always suspected it. But, what I mean is, this is fantastic! We don't have to hide from them anymore!"

"I was thinking the same thing! I've always felt so guilty for never telling Kevin about what we used to do together, even when I thought he'd get a real kick out of it."

"Oh we both knew he would have liked it, but we were still afraid that he'd feel like we weren't normal. Now we can relate with him and Andrew!"

"I know. I'm excited about it, too."

"So." Kyle looked at Jack seriously. "Do you want to tell them, then?"

"Of course I do! Now, there's no reason not to!"

"Also, was that or wasn't that really hot to watch?"

Jack smirked and nodded. "You know, I wasn't going to bring it up to you, but it did make me pretty hot."

"I've never really felt anything close to sexual arousal when it came to Kevin, or Andrew for that matter. I don't personally want to have sex with them, but, watching them do it with each other... I don't know. I got a hard-on. Is that bad?"

Jack smirked. "No. I got one, too."

"Maybe they'd find it hot watching us."

Jack scratched the fuzz on his chin. "Possibly. I've never done it in front of people, though."

"Oh, come on, Jack, they're not just any people, they're Kevin and Andrew! They're our best friends, even more than that, they're like our second family!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Jack could hear heated arguing coming from outside of the bathroom. "We better go calm them down, I think they're pretty scared right now."

"You're right, come on." Kyle and Jack quickly exited the bathroom, and Kevin and Andrew ceased their argument. "Guys?" As the brothers approached the bed Kevin and Andrew were on, Kyle saw that they were now lying side-by-side covered by the comforter, and they both looked incredibly tense. "Okay, guys, relax, all right?" Kyle soothed. "Everything's just fine. We're not upset, and I know you think we're grossed out, but we're not." Both Kevin and Andrew stared at him. "The truth is... Jack and I have a little confession of our own."

"You do?" Kevin incredulously asked.

"Most of the reason why we understand you both is because..." Kyle took a deep breath and sighed, then smiled on the corner of his mouth. "Jack and I just recently reactivated a long dormant physical intimacy we used to share, back when we were all in our twenties."

Both Kevin and Andrew looked surprised. "You're fucking with us," Andrew concluded.

"On the contrary, Andrew, I'm not. If you'll let us, we'll explain how it happened."

Kevin smirked with intrigue. "We're all ears. Please do."

"Do you remember when I was twenty and I ended up moving back home for a while? That music store I worked for ended up letting a bunch of the newer people go, and I was one of them. Jack was still living with our parents, so he was there when I moved in." He sat down on the bed, and Jack did as well. "Well... I got my own room, and moved my futon couch into it to sleep on, had the space all to myself for a while." He grinned and wiped a hand over his mouth. "To make a long story short, one afternoon I decided to watch some porn in my room and jack off. I was lying down with my back to the door, just mindlessly rubbing my dick, and I didn't even hear or notice my door open."

Kevin instinctively glanced at Kyle's younger brother, already fully aware of where the tale was going. "Jack was watching you, wasn't he?"

"Ohh yeah. He sure was." Kyle tried to smile at Jack when he hid his face in humiliation. "He wasn't just watching me, either. When I caught him, he had his dick out, and it was pretty hard."

"Of course, naturally and understandably, Kyle was really shocked to see me there stroking my cock at the sight of him masturbating," Jack continued. "He was a little mad at first, told me to get out, and threw his underwear at me. I was so fucking embarrassed. I ran to my own room and hid." He laughed at the ridiculous memory. "I still had a huge boner, though, and I needed to get off as soon as possible. I couldn't stop thinking about Kyle playing with his dick. It got me so fucking hot. I never thought I'd have a thing for my brother, but when I saw him sprawled out there on that futon, naked, beating on his cock, I just lost it. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen."

Kyle was nodding in agreement to the list of events and how they played out. "I felt bad for being so harsh with him. When I saw him, it felt worse than it actually, truly was. After thinking about it for a minute or two, I went back to his room to apologize to him and talk, because we have always been so close, and I didn't want something like that to affect us badly. I didn't bother getting dressed. Maybe I wanted him, subconsciously, and that was the real reason I wanted to speak to him. Regardless of the reasons, I snuck into his room, and now I was watching him instead, only he noticed me right away."

"We were both jerking off," Jack lustfully remembered, a clear erection forming in his underwear. "He had come into my room and shut the door, standing naked in the doorway, just watching me. He asked if there was something I... wanted. I couldn't even believe he asked, and I said, 'Like what?'"

"I told him that we were obviously both really horny, that we might as well do something together." Kyle shrugged matter-of-factly. "Then he told me, in the hottest voice I had ever heard, that he wanted to see what it was like for me to fuck him. I took him up on it. Seemed harmless enough."

"No, don't stop there," Kevin interjected with a wide, horny grin on his face. "Give us the juicy details."

"Yeah, please do," his son added.

Kyle tossed his hands into the air, then draped his torso across the bedspread beside his younger brother. "All right, all right. So, my dear brother was lying spread eagle on his bed... naked as the day he was born... begging me with his eyes while stroking his hard-on. I had never seen Jack look at me like that before, nor had I watched him pull on his cock, but I found that when I did see it, I liked it. Our parents were gone, out to dinner or something, and we figured we'd take advantage of our alone time. So I climbed into the bed with him... and we started making out. I had never, ever before thought about sticking my tongue in my brother's mouth, but when I did it, I was blown away by it, and at how much I just fucking loved it! Almost like we were always attracted to one another and never said anything to each other about it."

"It was just as amazing for me," Jack contributed in an aroused, wicked voice. "When he was on top of me, kissing me really hard, I could feel just how into it he was, and I was so incredibly excited, and I felt like my balls were going to explode, because especially at that moment, I wanted him so badly. I couldn't explain it and, hell, I didn't really want to. I just wanted him to fuck my brains out. He went down on me and sucked my dick, and he was so great at it, and it drove me crazy. The fact that we were doing something in secret, that we weren't supposed to be doing with each other, really got me going."

Kyle nodded and picked up the story once more. "I sucked his cock like I had been craving it his whole life, and it was so much better than I expected. When I heard him moaning and sighing while his dick was in my mouth, I just knew that I wanted to keep going, and I wanted it to go on as long as possible. Soon, I was on top of him, his legs were on my shoulders, and my dick was in his ass. I pounded him harder and better than I ever had to a woman, and loved it ten times more."

The two brothers stopped their storytelling to kiss each other for some time, and Kevin groaned. "Don't tell me that's the end," he complained.

Jack giggled at him. "Sort of. We had that sexual, and quasi-romantic relationship for a while. Every time we'd have the chance, we'd do sexual things together. He'd tell me to sleep in his room with him and we'd end up fucking or sucking each other off late at night when our parents were asleep, and it was so exhilarating. It made the sex twice as good when we were doing it with each other. Had we done it with anyone else, it wouldn't have felt the same at all."

"That's how dad and I feel about our sex," Andrew spoke up. "If we ever split up, I could never have sex with another person. It wouldn't be as good. It wouldn't feel the same."

"Right?" Kyle answered in agreement. "Unfortunately though, Jack and I did end up... well... 'breaking up' you might say."

Kevin frowned with innate certainty. "I guess that explains how I never found out about it."

"For that entire summer, we fucked like animals. Sometimes we'd sneak into the shower with each other, we'd spend the night together, I mean, you name it, and we did it together. We even washed dad's car together just so we could play around and get wet and eventually end up going inside and fucking. When mom and dad were gone, we'd watch a movie, but of course, end up fucking on the couch, or making out, whatever we had time to do before they got home. We did everything together. We were inseparable." A sudden crestfallen look befell him. "But... I kind of turned into a royal dickhead."

"How so?"

"I couldn't just get past the fact that Jack was my brother. I mean, I loved it, a lot, but at the same time I felt so fucked up that I liked it that much, being with him and fucking him. See, when we finally moved out of our parents' place, got jobs and moved in together, we were like naïve teenagers all over again, excited and joyous, but I ended up starting a lot of stress-induced arguments with Jack regarding our forbidden relationship. I was coming down hard on him for him acting so publicly involved with me, and I became afraid, almost paranoid. So we 'broke up,' but continued to live together, only Jack fell apart, and I knew it was my fault. He got so depressed, and I got even more stressed out, a lot more than I was about our initial relationship."

Jack put in his explanation. "I tried to mend things between us. I tried to fix it, tried to make him feel better about everything, and did my best to rekindle the partnership, but..." He sighed and shrugged. "He turned me away, and told me to never bring up our intimate relationship ever again."

Andrew suddenly looked at Jack. "What'd you do?"

Jack faked a small smile. "Oh, after I cried for weeks straight, I just tried to move on. Kyle and I went back to being 'just brothers' and we got along just fine, but every once in a while, there'd be tension between us. Kyle would go to bars without me sometimes, and I would get jealous, and we'd fight. I would go over to Kevin's house and hang out with him without Kyle, and I'd spend the night at Kevin's house, too, and Kyle would always get upset. He even went so far as to try to tell me he didn't want me to see Kevin anymore because he thought I was sleeping with him. There was always an undercurrent flowing beneath us that a relationship was still happening between us, but neither of us accepted it or wanted it. It was hell having to deal with it for so long."

Kyle quickly hugged his brother. "But that's behind us now. The whole time we weren't together, I hated it. I hated pretended to be someone I wasn't, to love people I didn't really love just to help me get over the fact that what I really wanted... was my younger brother. I'm never doing it again. I know I want Jack. I don't need convincing otherwise."

"So you're both back together now?" Kevin asked.

Kyle gave Jack a tight, loving squeeze, making him smile. "Yeah," he told his friend. "In fact, we just restarted our relationship earlier this afternoon."

Kevin and Andrew's jaws fell. "Right underneath our noses?!" Kevin exclaimed in shock.

"I suppose so," Jack said, shrugging. "But what made it difficult this time around was that it was hard keeping the good news just between us. We really wanted to share it with you guys, but knew we couldn't. Well, we thought that we couldn't."

Kevin and Andrew exchanged heartfelt expressions. "I suppose we were in the same boat, weren't we?" Kevin mentioned. Andrew nodded.

"Yeah... we were... and now the four of us all know about each other..."

"Kevin, I can't believe I saw you have sex," Kyle decided to bring up. "In the same bed I was lying in!"

Kevin grinned. "Did you enjoy the show?"

Kyle scratched his goatee slightly, then nodded. "I have to say that I did."

"I'm so embarrassed..." Andrew groaned as he sank down into the mattress to hide.

"Oh, don't be, kiddo. They liked it!"

"That's why I'm embarrassed. I'm not a fucking porn star."

"You could be, Andrew!" Jack praised. "You were hot!"

Andrew's cheeks turned red. "Was I?"

"Of course you were. You always are." Kevin lovingly stroked Andrew's hair. "You can always get my motor running. You'd think by age thirty-six I'd run out of juice."

"You? Never." Andrew smirked as he sat up to kiss his father's mouth.

"So, Andrew, what's your dad like in the sack?" Kyle joked. "I don't think we could tell from all of your moaning and groaning."

"Shut up, Kyle," Andrew growled, burying his face into Kevin's armpit.

"I think at this point, you guys, it would only be fair to force you to watch us have sex."

"I don't think any forcing would be involved in trying to get me to watch two men, especially two brothers, fuck each other." Kevin winked.

Kyle cackled. "I suppose not."

"I'm up for that," Andrew casually noted, looking at his father who was reaching for his pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. "It's only fair... right, dad?"

Kevin beamed at his son as he lit up a cigarette. "Oh, absolutely. Besides, I think I need you both to prove it to me."

Kyle and Jack smiled at each other, then aligned their faces as Kyle brought his mouth to Jack's and opened it wide, inviting his younger brother's tongue into it. Jack was quick to comply, and his tongue dove into Kyle's mouth where it wrestled with his, their deep voices moaning in harmony, their wet lips smooching and smacking together. Kyle's hand began stroking over Jack's short, messy hair as they traded saliva, and as their heads and necks twisted around as they made out, Kevin and Andrew watched them with their mouths gaping in awe.

"Well, now I've seen everything," Kevin quietly uttered to Andrew, taking a drag off of his cigarette.

Andrew looked at him. "Yeah, me too." He looked between Kevin's legs, then giggled. "Dad..."

"What?" Kevin's eyes lowered to his own erection, which was starting to poke out from under the blankets. "Well, I like it! It's different, I admit, and I kind of have a surreal sense that I'm dreaming right now, but I'm not. I've known Jack and Kyle since I was ten; I've never seen them kiss before... but I like it."

Kyle and Jack began to lie down on the bed in front of their spectators, and Kyle climbed on top of Jack while pushing his hips against his brother's, their mouths continuing to work against each other's. Kyle lifted the front of Jack's T-shirt, exposing his taught, flat stomach, and began feverishly kissing his chest, working his way downward. Jack gleefully moaned as Kyle kissed his way down his stomach to the top of his boxers, and Jack bit his lip as he felt Kyle pull his underwear down, exposing his stiffened cock to the other two men in the room.

Kevin had gone completely silent, and Andrew had as well, only he was watching the indulgent, hungry look on his father's face, and he recognized it as the same one he had whenever he watched him undress or masturbate in front of him, or more accurately, whenever he watched porn. Kevin saw his son's eyes on him and he flashed him a horny grin, and Andrew reached beneath the blanket covering them to jerk him off. Kevin immediately looked blissful, and thanked Andrew by tucking his arm under his to reach into his son's lap and grab his dick and rub on it generously. Andrew hissed through his teeth, arching his hips upward, noting how much he enjoyed his father's touch by nipping his shoulder. As they watched Jack and Kyle perform sex acts on each other, they jerked each other's dicks off, and their moaning was harmonious with that of the brothers.