When my Dad told me that we were going to spend a week with his brother I had really mixed feelings. Don’t get me wrong! I love Uncle Dylan. He’s really cool. He lives on a ranch out in the middle of nowhere but he always manages to make it fun when we visit. Things are different now that Dad and I, well, you know. Dad says we probably wouldn’t have much time, or privacy, for that while we were there.
I just have to say things turned out better than any of us could have dreamed, including Uncle Dylan! Really, I knew I could get into my Dad’s pants at some point. It’s not like I have him wrapped around my finger. He likes what we do together as much as I do, though, and I knew he would be at least as horny as I would be. I figured he would have me up on the vanity in the bathroom, or something.
I think it was the second night we were there that he was fucking the daylights out of me. I guess he didn’t close the door when he came in, though, because Uncle Dylan saw us. The next morning things got really crazy. Uncle Dylan was acting kind of strange, asking me about my boyfriend. I could tell he was beating around the bush about something. Finally, he just came out and told me what he had seen.
For a few seconds, I was totally freaking out. Seriously! I don’t think I’ve ever had a panic attack like that. Turns out, though, he wasn’t upset. He just wanted his own chance at my bonus hole. Uncle Dylan is hot! I wasn’t going to say, “no.” It was crazy, though. Dad was upstairs in the shower while we were doing it. He does take long showers, but we couldn’t even hear him. I thought Dad might fuck me on the counter in the bathroom but it turned out to be Uncle Dylan fucking me on the kitchen island.
That was a really awkward day, until Dad and Uncle Dylan finally came clean with each other. Then things just got wild! I’ve never had so much sex in my life. Well, I guess I haven’t had that much sex at all, but you know what I mean. With two horny men hungry for my bonus hole, I barely had time to catch my breath, but it’s not like I told either one of them ”no.”
I just like dick, especially my dad’s and uncle’s. I guess I must be a slut; they both have such nice ones. They’re both long and fat, and they stretch my hole wide open. They come a lot, too. When they're done with me, my hole is a sloppy mess. I guess it runs in the family.
Our last day, we went out to a movie and when we got back to the ranch dad said to go upstairs and pack. I tried to get him to stay longer, but I knew that wasn’t going to work. Our lives are in town; and Uncle Dylan’s life is out here on his ranch. I don’t think Uncle Dylan would mind us moving out here, but Dad has to be in town to work, and I don’t think country life is for me.
I went upstairs and started packing. I guess Dad and Uncle Dylan decided that we didn’t need to leave so soon after all because I looked up and they were coming into my room, grinning. Suddenly I was pinned between those two big horny men. They were all over me. It felt like even more than four hands groping and stroking me. I could feel their hard cocks in their pants pressing up against me.
Pretty soon I was on my knees with two huge cocks to suck, and only one mouth, but I did my best. They were moaning and kissing each other. My bonus hole was trembling and practically drooling a puddle on the floor.
Dad picked me up with my back to his chest, and then pulled my knees up and spred my legs so that Uncle Dylan could fuck me. He didn’t waste a second driving his cock into my hole. I could barely even wiggle. They moved to the bed but they still held me trapped between their horny bodies. Their cocks took turns pounding into my hole. I lost count of how many times I came or how long they fucked me. I just want them to keep doing it forever.