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While My Family Sleeps 1-4
(MMF Bisexual Erotica)
Copyright 2012 RateABull PublishingAll Rights Reserved
Four taboo MMF bisexual threesome stories where girls encourage their boyfriend to take advantage of their hot brothers while they sleep.
While My Family Sleeps (An MMF Bisexual Threesome with MM)
Izzie invites her gorgeous boyfriend, Tye, to her family’s annual lake house vacation. After Tye disappears from their bed, Izzie finds him standing over her hot twin brother as he sleeps on the couch. Aroused by what she sees, Izzie hides in the shadows and watches as her masculine boyfriend vulnerably explores his secret desire for hot, hung men while her family sleep.
While My Family Sleeps 2 (An MMF Bisexual Threesome with MM)
Brin forces her hot boyfriend Luke, to “play” with her sexy little brother while her brother sleeps. Fighting to contain her lust as each night she watches Luke go further than she ever imagined, Brin struggles to hide the titillating secret that led to their wild nights.
While My Family Sleeps 3 (An MMF Bisexual Threesome with MM)
Violet takes her gorgeous boyfriend Kel on her family’s camping trip and finds him sleepwalking into her hot stepbrother’s tent at night. Jealous of what her boyfriend is doing with the sleeping marine, Violet comes up with a plan that awakens all of their forbidden fantasies and changes their lives forever.
While My Family Sleeps 4 (An MMF Bisexual Threesome with MM)
Jaime, who has always had feelings for Kyle, his sister’s boyfriend, is compelled to play with his sleeping body when their hotel reservations are lost and Jaime’s entire family has to share one room during their vacation. And when Kyle wakes and encourages him further, the two explore their forbidden feelings with Jaime’s entire family sleeping in the same room and his sister inches away from them both.
Izzie slowly leaned her head into the hallway. She was in search of her boyfriend, Tye. Twenty minutes after Izzie had pretended to be asleep, he had left their bed. Izzie assumed that he had gone to the bathroom or to get water, but when he didn't return she became curious.
Now 24 years old, Izzie had brought two other boyfriends with her on this, her family's annual vacation, but Tye was the first one that any of them liked. For reasons she couldn't explain, her family’s acceptance combined with the copious amounts of alcohol they drank that night, made Izzie suspicious. Her mom's embarrassing stories from Izzie's childhood was one possible outcome, but knowing her family as she did, absolutely anything was possible.
The wood-lined walls of the hallway glowed softly from the light from the first floor TV. The open ceiling design of the two-story redwood vacation home allowed the flickering light over the second-floor balcony and down the long corridor. Finding the hallway empty, she entered and took a step toward the master bedroom at the end of the hall. Seeing that the shared bathroom was empty, she then looked at each of the 3 other doors. They were all dark and closed.
Now headed toward the stairs, she left the enclosed hallway and entered the balcony. Taking a quick look at the living room below she froze at what she saw. Illuminated by the TV was Tye. Standing between the TV and the couch, he peered down at the couch with his mouth hanging open.
Tye's deep olive complexion glowed in the light. His thick dark hair and manly features threw shadows across his face that made him look beautiful. So standing there with a loose fitting tee shirt over his built chest, and thin boxers hiding his hefty cock, it was easy to see that he was on edge.
Unsure of what was going on, Izzie backed into the hallway. Peeking out from behind the wall she looked down again. Staring at the couch he was transfixed by what lay beside him. Izzie slid down the wall to get a better look. Examining the body on the couch, she determined it was her twin brother Ian. Looking him over a few more times, she couldn't imagine why her boyfriend was staring at her brother so intensely.
Izzie quickly searched her mind for anything that Ian could have said to upset Tye and found nothing. Ian had been nothing but friendly to Tye. In fact, in the two days that they had been at the lake cabin, the two had developed a rapport that was great to see. From childhood, Ian had carried a negative outlook on life; but in Tye's presence, he almost seemed optimistic. And the funny thing was that Tye seemed equally as happy.
Izzie sat on her knees hiding her body in the shadows cast by the edge of the balcony. With only her eyes exposed, she got comfortable knowing that something was about to happen though she didn't know what. Her heart raced.
Tye looked down at Ian who lay on his side with his head on his hands. The light from the TV lit his smooth tanned face casting a shadow from his sharp delicate nose onto his cheek. Ian wasn't wearing a shirt and his chiseled, lean, smooth 24-year-old body looked like that of a statue's.
Ian wore soft boxers that topped his strong legs, and within them was a bulge that Tye couldn't ignore. Ian was obviously erect. Tye hadn't ever been so captivated by an erection before, but there was something about the way that his girlfriend's twin made him feel that challenged his sexuality. And further encouraged by Ian’s whispered after dinner statement, “I’ll be on the couch tonight and I won’t mind,” Tye was confused even more.
Tye continued to stare endlessly trying to figure out what he was feeling. He examined Ian's body one part at a time. Was it that he envied Ian's softly blond hair? Possibly. Could it be that Ian had pink lips that he had only previously seen on girls? Maybe. Could it be that he took as much care with his body as Tye did? Perhaps. Or could it be the large bulge in his soft boxers?
'Why did he tell me he would be down here? And what wouldn’t he mind?' Tye asked himself. 'He had gone to bed like everyone else had, and there's a TV in his bedroom. Yet here he is on the couch in the living room like he said he’d be and he’s dressed only in boxers, looking like…' Tye swallowed feeling the weight of the thought that fought its way to the surface.
'I'm drunk,' he thought. 'Ian was drunk too. Ian kept touching his leg against mine under the table. I thought that was because he was drunk, but what if it wasn't. What if…' The weight of his thoughts again overwhelmed him.
After standing frozen for so long, Tye lifted his arm. His hand shook. Knowing that somewhere in his mind, he already knew what he was about to do, he swallowed. Tye again paused feeling the electricity of terror flowing through him. Gathering himself again, he looked down at Ian's dark blond hair.
'If I can just touch him… If I could just feel a part of him on my finger tips, I wouldn't have to do anything else. I'll just push my fingers through his hair. He was so drunk that he must be passed out by now. He'll never know. No one will ever know and I'll feel what it feels like to explore him. I'll know what it feels like not to have to hide every gentle impulse. Besides, he said that he wouldn’t mind.'
Tye reached down further towards Ian's soft locks. He could feel his hand shake as it stretched closer. Then, when it made contact, he stopped.
Tye paused with only the tips of his fingers on the top of his hair. If Ian opened his eyes at that moment, Tye decided that he could say that he was brushing something off of him. It might still be awkward, but the lie would work. It wasn't necessary, though. Ian didn't budge. It was then that Tye's heart raced and he pushed his fingers through Ian light hair.
Izzie, still watching from above, couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had never seen Tye do anything so intimate to another man before. Her boyfriend of eight months was caressing her twin brother's hair. As small as the gesture was, it felt like a betrayal, but at the same time, her heart raced with excitement. Sitting in the shadows Izzie felt as if she had a window into Tye's unguarded soul. And although she didn't want to move to check, something told her that her pussy had become fully engorged.
Tye pushed his fingers through Ian's hair again and again. He had thought that once would have been enough. He had thought that after one brief whiff of intimacy, he could walk away, but instead of the touch releasing him, it made him crave more. And with his drunken mind urging him on, he felt that if he stopped, he risked never feeling something so intimate again.
What did finally stop Tye, though, was when Ian suddenly rolled onto his back. Whipping his hand away, Tye quietly stepped past the couch. He was about to rush up the stairs and pray that Ian wouldn't remember anything about it in the morning when something again caught his eye; Ian's bulging cock.
Tye wobbled as he collected his thoughts.
'He has a hard-on,' he thought. 'So, he liked it. He could be asleep or awake, but either way, he liked it.'
Tye felt his heart race again. Again he felt like his body knew what he was going to do next even though his mind hadn't yet decided. But when he again looked down at the highlighted curves of Ian's now throbbing cock, he knew what his drunken body was going to do.
Tye's breathing increased. Although he had never imagined it, in that instant he realized that this was something that he had always wanted to do. There was always a curiosity that he carried with him when he entered the boy's shower in high school. And there was always a special connection that he had with his best friend that he didn't dare explore. But now, reaching out to touch another man's cock, he knew what he had always yearned for. And when he laid his fingers on Ian's throbbing meat for the first time, it sent a tingle through his spirit.
'I can't believe I'm doing it. I'm touching another man's cock,' he thought in secret celebration.
Tye glided his hand down the subtle curves of Ian's tool. It was big. It felt as long as his, but it seemed thicker. Brushing his hand lightly across the cloth covered cock, he noticed the flap in the boxers. It wasn't buttoned or attached in any way so he knew that if he wanted to, he could slip his fingers in and feel what another man's dick felt like flesh on flesh. The idea tantalized him. And when he felt the thick cock jump, Tye took it as an invitation to go further.
Looking up into Ian's illuminated closed eyes, he stroked Ian's cock again. The peace within Ian’s face seemed to offer Tye permission to do whatever he wanted to do to him. So as he again pushed his hand down the shaft, he slipped his fingers into the flap.
Tye felt truly powerful with Ian's cock in his hand. He knew that like every man, Ian's cock was his most vulnerable part. And as Tye lightly gripped Ian's large balls resting the thick long cock against his wrist, Tye struggled for breath from lust.
It was with ease that Tye popped Ian's cock out of his boxers. It seemed to be looking for a way out and on the back of Tye's wrist, it made its escape. Tye focused his drunken eyes on the magnificent instrument. It was beautiful. It curved with its tip facing his body and it was completely free of veins or blemishes. It was the perfect cock.
Taking the dick in his hand it reminded him of a hard banana. He loved clutching it. And when Tye felt his head falling towards the cock, his actions were now beyond his control.
When Tye's full soft lips finally touched the tender flesh of Ian's tool, Tye didn't know what to expect.
'What does a cock taste like?' He asked himself while slowly extending his lips around the meat. 'It tastes like a slick salty cucumber,' Tye decided before reaching down to touch his own cock. Tye's cock was as hard as a rock and tangled in the folds of his clothes, he fumbled trying to get it out.
Tye's fumbling stopped when he heard Ian's deep breath. With his lips still around Ian's cock, he looked up at his face. As far as he could tell Ian's eyes were still closed and hence presumed asleep. But there was no doubt what he was reacting to. Tye just wasn't sure what to do about it.
Tye pulled his head up before swallowing the cock again. As he did, Ian's breath shuttered. Whether or not he was awake, Ian was ready to cum. Feeling even more powerful than before, he sucked him vigorously with his strong tongue in tow.
Ian huffed hot breaths as, without restraining himself, a flood of juices shot into Tye's mouth. Tye didn't know what to do. He was holding in his mouth another man's cum. It pooled on his tongue and his first thought was to spit it out. But after being startled by a creak from the wooden second-floor balcony, the only thing he could think to do was pull the cock out and look up.
With the cock still in his hand, he examined the shadows next to the railing for signs of life. There was no one there. He then turned to the edges of the hallway and the floor. Still no one.
'There could have been someone there, though,' he thought. 'I was being sloppy and foolish. Anyone could have been watching me the whole time because I never looked up. This was a mistake.'
With the cum still in his mouth, he looked down into Ian's relaxed face. Slipping his shrinking cock back into his boxers, he quietly got off of his knees and trotted to the stairs. Ascending them as quickly as he could he couldn't help but think one thing, 'What if Izzie had seen me? My life would be over. Oh god, how could I have done something so foolish?'
To Tye's relief, when he pushed on the door of their bedroom, he found Izzie still asleep. So, as softly as he could, he climbed back into bed and pulled the sheet over him. With the jostling of the mattress, Izzie rolled over and rested her hand on his chest.
“Where'd you go?” Izzie asked in a tired, rough voice.
Tye, who still held the cum in his mouth, realized that he would have to swallow it if he was going to pretend that none of it had ever happened. Ian's juices slid down his throat partially coating his tonsils.
“To get something to drink,” Tye replied.
'I hope he had to swallow it,' Izzie thought.
Izzie closed her eyes seething that he would do this to her with her twin. If he did have to swallow the cum, she felt that it would be a good start to her revenge. She didn't want to tip her hat quite yet, though. She wanted to give herself the night to sleep on it. And when the morning came and she was again clear minded, she would know exactly what to do.
In spite of a few more sleepless minutes, Izzie was no match for the alcohol she consumed. Neither Tye nor Izzie woke up before eleven the next morning and for whatever reason, in the sober daylight, Izzie didn't feel as mad. Staring into Tye's face as he opened his eyes, it confused her how he acted as if nothing had happened.
“Morning,” Tye offered.
“Morning,” Izzie replied with equal nonchalance.
'Wasn't this the first time he had done something like this? How could he act so casually? Does he even remember what he did?'
Izzie scanned Tye's face for any changes. There was none.
'He was completely shit-faced last night, so maybe he’s having a black out. Should I make a big deal about it if he doesn’t remember? I could pretend like it never happened. I could make this strange situation completely go away. And besides, it's probably out of his system. I love him and if that's all he needed to quench some buried lust, then I can certainly pretend it didn't happen.'
Izzie resigned herself to the pretense. But when she again saw Tye and Ian in the same room, she watched them both closely to see what their reactions would be. Izzie couldn't be sure, but it seemed like the normal reaction of two guys nursing a hangover. And when Aaron, Izzie's stepdad, offered them a breakfast beer to make the cobwebs go away, they both accepted.
Izzie continued to steal looks at each of them during brunch. She found no secret glances. 'Maybe Ian really was passed out and maybe Tye had blacked out,' she considered. 'Maybe this wouldn't affect me in any way. Maybe I can let this go and never worry about it again. That's what I'll do,' she decided. 'I won't think about it again.'
For the rest of the day, Izzie tried not to think about her boyfriend's mouth consuming her twin's cock. What she tried to forget the most, though, was the look of gentle contentment that rushed across her boyfriend's face when he was doing it. There was no escaping that that disturbed her. It was that look that got her to get up from her hiding spot and go to bed. After seeing that look, it was the first time that she felt like she was doing something wrong by watching. The look was too revealing. With that look, the man that she loved appeared heart-wrenchingly vulnerable.
That night when the family's drinking concluded, Izzie was sure to watch as everyone went to their separate rooms. Izzie's mom was the first one to go. Josh, Izzie's older stepbrother was next, followed by Ian and then Aaron.
Aaron seemed particularly chatty tonight. Izzie liked Aaron. Izzie never got a chance to meet her birth father, and Aaron had a mixture of charm and protectiveness that made her feel safe around him. In spite of the fact that she had Tye, she often felt jealous of her mother for finding Aaron. His wavy black hair, toned body, and striking blue eyes made him the sexiest man that Izzie had ever met. And it was only out of respect for Tye, and her mother's relationship, that she kept her hands off of him.
Once Aaron ascended the stairs, Izzie turned looking deep into her boyfriend's eyes. Like usual, spending intimate time with Aaron had aroused her. Staring at her sexy boyfriend, she was wondering if she should fuck Tye on the same couch where, the night before, he had sucked her twin's cock.
“I'm gonna head to bed,” Tye said interrupting Izzie's thoughts.
“Me too,” Izzie replied.
Izzie considered suggesting that he get water now, but she wasn't drunk enough to do it. Izzie followed Tye up to their room and wasn't surprise to find that he wasn't in the mood for sex. As they kissed, she felt that Tye was doing the least possible to placate her and it frustrated Izzie. Izzie couldn’t be too frustrated, though. She knew the dampening effect alcohol had on Tye’s sexual mojo. She had long accepted that an intense night of drinking almost guaranteed that she would need an extra long shower the next morning with the rotating nozzle showerhead firmly in hand.
Izzie was feeling the alcohol pull her off to sleep when the mattress shook waking her up. Izzie lay with her eyes closed gathering her thoughts. Even after the previous night, she allowed herself to believe that Tye was just off to the bathroom.
'He had a lot to drink. Who wouldn't have to pee?' She thought.
But as the bed beside her grew cold, she had a better idea about where Tye had gone.
Izzie quietly got out of bed. Peeking out into the hallway, she didn't find him. Placing her ear on Ian's bedroom door, she heard silence. So when Izzie peeked over the balcony and found him again standing next to the couch, she simply sat down out of sight and watched. Although the TV wasn't on, the full moon's light poured in through the many windows illuminating the room completely.
Below, Tye again found himself staring down at his girlfriend's twin. After the night before, he had vowed not to ever let himself slip like that again. Although at the time it made him feel better than anything else he had ever experienced, it also made him feel bad about himself. He wasn't gay or a cheater, yet somehow he had sucked Ian's cock while Izzie slept above. Those actions didn't represent who Tye felt he was.
When Tye climbed out of his girlfriend's bed tonight, it wasn't with the intention of cheating on her again; it was more out of curiosity. Tye was dying to know if Ian would be on the couch again tonight. Ian hadn’t given him any whispered messages tonight, but would he have had to?
Tye had decided that if he were, there would be no other reason for him to be there but to allow another encounter between the two. Tye had seen Ian go to bed. His bed was much more comfortable than the couch could ever be, no matter how wide and expensive it was. So if he again slept on the couch, it had to be because he was either awake the night before or there was something in his dreams that drew him back.
The confidence that Tye had when he left his room, however, faded when he was actually confronted with Ian's sleeping body. Staring down at him, Tye realized the many other possibilities for Ian's presence.
‘He could be there because sleeping on the couch was simply what he did on their family vacations,’ he considered. ‘Maybe Ian just enjoyed sleeping downstairs. Maybe he hadn't felt me at all the night before, and there was no other reason for him sleeping there except how close it is to the kitchen.’
Tye continued to stare at the taut shirtless body on the couch. Lying on his side facing away, Tye examined the ridges in his well exercised back. Continuing down, Tye next examined below his waist. With his groin lying flatly on the couch, a light sheet covered his firm, pronounced ass.
Allowing the image to soak in him, what drew Tye’s attention most about what he saw was the way the cloth dipped between his ass cheeks. Tye couldn't help but think that if he were wearing boxers, the sheet wouldn't dip as much. And if he was now downstairs lying naked ass-up on purpose, it would be a clear sign of what Ian wanted him to do to him next. The possibility froze Tye in his tracks.
Tye's heart raced as he stared at Ian wondering what he should do. If Ian was asking him for this, how could he pass on the opportunity? Ian made Tye’s body tingle when they talked. The only person that had ever aroused him more was… Tye didn't want to think about that.
'How could I not at least look?' Tye asked himself. 'The sheet isn't tucked in. As drunk as Ian was, he would never be able to feel the sheet lift. That’s Pima cotton. It’s so light that it could blow off from the breeze of an open window. Certainly with Ian asleep and looking the other way, he would never know.'
Tye felt his body quiver again. To calm himself, he tried to pretend that what he would find under the sheet would mean nothing. But knowing that it wasn't the case, it didn't work.
Tye's heart thumped as he slowly approached the couch. When he bent over and pulled up the sheets, his hand shook violently. As the moonlight hit Ian's naked firm ass, Tye felt his heart stop.
Feeling his breathing getting away from him, tears rolled down Tye’s cheeks. It wasn't that he was scared or upset, Tye teared-up because his emotions were out of control. In his 28 years, he had never experienced anything like this.
Quickly releasing the sheet he walked away. He needed to catch his breath. And when he exited the room for the kitchen, Izzie sat up.
'He's not gonna do it,' she thought. 'Last night was a one-time thing!'
As Izzie felt an overwhelming sense of relief, she saw Tye re-enter the room. His hands gripped the tail of his shirt and stretched it over his head. And even with the heat building between Izzie's legs, she couldn't escape a feeling of loss.
Tye, pulling down his shorts, collected his clothes and dropped them onto the ground next to the couch. He didn't know what he was doing. He was indeed out of control.
Tye didn't care, though. He had to take the risk. He needed to accept Ian's invitation if it was indeed being offered. And if Ian woke up wondering why he was lying naked on top of him, he would deal with it then.
Tye lifted the sheet and gently slid his body next to Ian's. Allowing his worked out, hairless chest to first press against Ian's back, he next touched his rippled stomach and then his eight-inch cock onto Ian's body. Getting no reaction, Tye then pushed his cock into the snug crack between Ian's firm ass cheeks. Not even that brought about a response.
Settling in next to him, Tye wondered where he should put his arms. To Tye, holding Ian felt like the most intimate act of them all. And when Tye wrapped his arms around Ian resting his hands on Ian’s firm pecs, it was like all of Tye’s inhibitions suddenly disappeared.
'He's passed out,' Tye decided. 'And if he is passed out, there is nothing I could do to wake him.'
Pushing his stomach as close to Ian's back as possible, Tye's cock twitched at the prospect. Placing his palm on Ian's chest he squeezed their bodies together listening for his heartbeat. When he found it in his hand, his own heart race slowed. Ian's naked body was calming him while turning him on.
Tye rocked his hips back and forth sliding his cock along Ian's ass crack. Tye loved the feeling. The newness of it excited him. He had never held such a built body in his arms. There was a brotherhood between them that overwhelmed Tye's resistance. And when he next rocked his hips back, his brick hard cock popped free and the tip of it parked on the outskirts of Ian’s ass.
Tye no longer worried about waking Ian. He knew that he had full use of him for as long as he needed, and knowing that warmed his heart. So without letting go of Ian's chest, he pushed his cock forward plunging it between his hot ass cheeks.
When the tip of Tye's cock came to a stop against Ian's hole, Tye was content. This was enough for him. He had never dreamed of doing anything close to this, so simply having his cock planted between Ian's cheeks felt like heaven.
Tye pulled his cock out and then slipped it back in. The sensation made his chest flutter. And as the pre-cum built up between the cheeks, his strokes got even easier.
Tye closed his eyes and experienced every moment of the feeling. He didn't want it to end. And with Ian lying motionless underneath him, he knew that it didn't have to. When Tye opened his eyes again, it was because something about Ian's ass had changed. Tye was now plunging his cock deeper than he had before. Only playing on the outskirts of his asshole he wasn't sure why that would be. And when he next pushed his cock and found that it continued sliding until his curly pubes compressed against Ian's hairless ass, Tye realized that he had unknowingly slid his cock all of the way inside of Ian. He was officially fucking another man.
Tye's chest clenched as he lay unprepared for what he had done.
'I'm not gay,' he thought. 'I don't fuck men.'
In spite of his identity crisis, he couldn't ignore that what he experienced felt good. There was something about it that felt right. In that moment he was connecting with another man in a way that he had never been able to before. After actively suppressing his feelings for so long, he had become emotionally distant toward them. But here, with no one watching and no one to judge him, he felt free to reveal the most secret part of himself. That freedom turned him on more than a pair of breasts ever could.
Tye closed his eyes again as his heart raced. He tried hard not to let his fucking get away from him because he imagined that anything more than gentle prodding would rouse the man underneath him. So doing his best to reign in his passion, his mind was awash in the turbulent sensations. His head swiveled in response.
Izzie, who now had her hand on her swollen clit, leaned forward trying to get as close as she could to the two beautiful men. In spite of everything else, she couldn't deny that what she was seeing was hot. Watching her twin brother get fucked by her hot boyfriend aroused her like nothing she had ever experienced. And just as she slipped her finger under her panties for the cap of her bean, she heard the wooden floor creak.
Izzie quickly withdrew her finger and turned back toward the hallway. There was movement in one of the bedrooms and considering the time, it could only either be toward the hallway bathroom or in route to the kitchen.
Izzie panicked. There was no way that Tye could hear this. He was now so lost in the moment that she was sure that he couldn't hear anything.
'They could just be going to the bathroom,' she thought. 'Maybe, they won't even make it to the balcony. But if I'm sitting here, there would be no stopping them. I have to get out of here.'
As quickly as she could, she scrambled to her feet and rushed toward her bedroom. She hoped that Tye had at least heard that. If he had he would have time to pull out his cock and hide.
Quietly closing her bedroom door behind her, she knew that if Tye wasn't already escaping, it would already be too late. Listening at the door she heard the creaky board in front of the master bedroom sound. If Tye wasn't already on his way to getting dressed, in moments her mother or Aaron would see what her boyfriend was doing and force an end to her relationship. This moment was too much for Izzie, so instead of pretending that she could do something about it, she climbed under the covers and pulled the sheet over her head. Feeling like a kid, she squeezed her eyes lids shut waiting for a house rattling scream.
Tye, who felt the pressure in his balls, tightened his toes preparing to cum. Swallowing the groans that always precede his powerful release, he squeezed Ian's chest in delight. Increasing his fucking, a white hot light flashed between his eyes. With it came the largest flow of cum he ever had.
“Ah,” he squeaked quietly unable to hold everything back. Tye's cock twitched in release.
Experiencing the lightheadedness of euphoria, Tye opened his eyes. The room spun and danced before him until he caught a glimpse of an unexpected sight standing on the balcony looking down. It was his girlfriend's stepdad, Aaron. He had watched Tye cum. He now knew Tye’s biggest secret. Tye was mortified.
Minutes later Tye climbed into bed next to Izzie. Izzie didn't dare roll over to face him. He was as toxic as a nuclear bomb as far as she was concerned. Tomorrow, someone was going to tell her that they caught him fucking her twin in the middle of the night. To protect her honor she was going to have to pretend to horrified and break up with him. After that, she would have to claim never to see him again. This outcome was inevitable, and she knew that there was now nothing she could do to stop it.
Hours later when they awoke, neither Izzie nor Tye wished the other good morning. They both opened their eyes facing away from the other and Tye was the first to slither out of bed for the shower. Izzie partially expected for him to come back and pack his clothes without an explanation. He didn't pack, though, but certainly there was an edge to him which told her that he was waiting for a shoe to drop.
As they all gathered for brunch, everyone in the house seemed a lot quieter than normal. Izzie first searched her mother's eyes and then Aaron's. She was sure that one of them had seen Tye fucking Ian but she couldn't tell which one. After a place setting was also set for Tye, Izzie began to wonder if her rustling had helped.
'Perhaps he heard me, stopped, and then ran to the kitchen to get dressed. Maybe no one knows but him and me,' she began to consider.
When brunch was over and the list of the day's activities was read as always, Izzie concluded that once again Tye had somehow gotten away with it. The only difference that she could see from the day before was an iciness between Tye and Ian. Though Tye hadn't been caught by one of her parents, maybe he was caught by Ian. Maybe Ian was never a willing participant. Perhaps it was all Tye's doing. Whatever the reason, Izzie considered the distance between the two a good thing. Now, perhaps, everything could truly return to normal. Because in spite of how hot it was to watch, nothing was worth the possible fallout.
The day continued as they all had, and this night's drinking activity revolved around poker where gulps were bet instead of chips. Tye didn’t seem much in the mood for it, though, so in an uncharacteristic move, Tye started the game off betting big and losing big. In two hours he had knocked back more than six shots and unsure how much more he could handle, he left for bed.
Still not sure that the storm had passed, Izzie kept playing with her family. But when only she and Aaron were left and he was about to bet 8 gulps against her full house, she rested assured that the worst of her nightmare had passed.
When Izzie had collected her gulps from her gorgeous stepdad, she helped him pack away the cards and they both went upstairs to bed. Izzie knew that if no one had told her today that something had gone on, they never would. Izzie again felt free to hold Tye. She once again felt free to act like she had a boyfriend and that made her happy.
When she climbed into bed, Tye was already asleep. Feeling the usual rush of sexual energy that she got whenever she spent intimate time with Aaron, she stretched across the bed and kissed Tye on the shoulder. Then snuggling up behind him, she reached her arm around him and allowed the alcohol to carry her off to sleep.
When Izzie next woke up, it was to an empty bed. Her heart sank.
“No,” she mumbled.
'This is the last of it,' she decided. 'I can't pretend anymore. If I don't stop this, someone else will and I'm the one that's gonna look like a fool.'
Wearing a braless tank top and her panties, Izzie entered the hallway. Immediately turning onto the balcony, she was frozen in her tracks at what she found. Tye was where she had found him the previous nights, but who lay on the couch was different. Instead of staring down silently at Ian, Tye was now staring down silently at her stepdad, Aaron. And even from where she stood, she could see what Tye was staring at. Aaron lay on his back shirtless with a light sheet covering half of his groin; the other half was naked. And even though the ripples in the sheet obscured some of it, it was clear to everyone that Aaron's cock was hard and huge.
Izzie immediately took a deep breath startling Tye. Regaining his composure Tye looked up and put his finger on his lips to silence her. Tye searched his mind for how he could explain what was going on. He wasn't even sure that he could. And when Izzie began her quiet march down the stairs, Tye understood it was too late for an excuse.
Tye looked at Izzie as she approached him; amazingly enough, she seemed calm. It was as if she understood more about what was going on than he did. And when she placed her hand on Tye's boxers confirming his hard cock, he knew that as painful as it was, he was going to have to confess what he had done with Ian.
Tye opened his mouth to speak when Izzie placed her finger on her lips.
Leaning up to whisper into his ear, she said, “You're going to tell me that last night you fucked Ian, and the night before that you sucked him off.”
Tye pulled away in shock.
“I watched you.” As Tye subtly retreated, Izzie took hold of his hand pulling his ear back to her lips. “It's okay.”
Tye leaned back and looked into her soft forgiving eyes. Izzie pulled him to her to continue. “And last night Aaron walked in and saw you two, right?”
“How did you know?”
Izzie simply smiled.
“Aaron now wants to be with you in the way that you were with Ian. And I want you to as well.”
Izzie turned his lips to hers and kissed them.
“I want you to as well,” she repeated staring into his eyes while pushing her fingers through his hair.
Izzie reached down feeling his cock to see if he was still hard. He was.
Tye felt his tension melt away. Staring at Aaron on the couch as long as he did, he had come to the same conclusion that Izzie had and Tye did want to fuck him. There was only one person that had ever made his body tingle more than Ian's did, and that was Aaron. There was something about him that melted through Tye's hard, straight exterior. And if Aaron wanted him, and Izzie wanted the same, Tye would be only too happy to oblige.
“What do you want me to do with him?” Tye asked feeling his cock start to throb.
“I want to see him fuck you,” Izzie said with a content smile.
Tye leaned down and kissed his girlfriend. He could not have loved her more than he did at that moment. Tye kissed her again.
Stepping away from Izzie, he reached down and gripped his tee-shirt. Pulling it over his head he again stepped forward and kissed her. Still looking at his girlfriend he pulled down his boxers revealing his tanned eight-inch cock.
Izzie stared at Tye's meat. She loved that cock. In fact, unable to see it without touching it, she knelt down in front of Tye and slipped the cock into her mouth. Filling her mouth with her warm saliva, she slowly lowered her head and pulled it back a few times until it was as hard as she had ever seen it. Gently cradling his taut balls she let the saliva drip down his cock as she removed her mouth and stood up.
A smile crept across Izzie's face as Tye turned and stared down at her gorgeous daddy. She hoped that he saw what she saw in Aaron, the most beautiful man that she could ever imagine. And although she would never know it, Tye did.
Now with Izzie as his partner, Tye didn't hesitate as he lifted the sheet from between his legs. Underneath was a thick nine-inch cock. It was the largest cock that Tye had ever seen. Tye was planning his attack onto the monster tool when he felt Izzie's small hand touch his arm.
“Wait,” Izzie said practically drooling at what she saw.
Tye backed away and watched as his girlfriend took her stepdad's huge cock into her hands. Seeing her small mouth stretch around the meat told him how big it was. Izzie was practically able to deep throat his eight-inch cock. She was barely able to get past the mushroom tip on Aaron’s.
Izzie slathered all over her daddy's cock until it was drenched in juices. That plus its own pre-cum made it as ready as it would ever be for Tye's virginal hole. So Tye, slowly straddled Aaron's groin, took hold of the magnificent cock and spread his cheeks apart. Pushing the meat against his button, it was the largest thing he had ever felt between his cheeks. It seemed nearly impossible that something so large could fit inside of him until he remembered how he had so easily entered Ian.
Leaning forward on his knees, he braced himself on either side of Aaron's toned body. Rocking his hips back and forth he felt the tiny shocks diminish as the huge mushroom tip continuously bumped against his opening. With each hit he felt himself relax more and when Izzie removed her tank top and offered him her stiff nipple, he felt a new shock of electricity, this time as his hole opened and the thickest part of Aaron's cock plunged inside.
Tye closed his eyes and allowed his mind to absorb the glory of what he was experiencing. At the prompting of his girlfriend, he was exploring something that went far beyond his wildest dreams. And it wasn't that she was just doing it for his benefit, she was enjoying it as well.
Tye never imagined that there were women like this in the world. And certainly he never imagined that somehow he would be lucky enough to find one. It was then that he felt his hole open up and swallow the nine-inch cock.
'It's in,' he realized. 'Oh fuck that's good.'
While his insides adjusted to the thick nine-inch meat, he took hold of Izzie's perky C-cup breast. He loved her breast so much. They were small C's and perfect. Her breasts used to be his favorite sexual organ until he realized just how delicious her sexual mind was. Now there was no comparison.
Twirling her nipple around with his tongue, he slowly lifted off of the cock. Unable to take too much of it, he pulled away from Izzie and closed his eyes as he pushed it back in. Charged by the sensation he did it again. The first time it was almost too much for him to bear, but the second time was seductive.
Not opening his eyes, he sat up on Izzie's prompting. The adjustment sent new shocks of pain through him turning him on as much as it hurt him. And what he missed while he slowly lifted and lowered himself on the cock was Izzie dropping her panties and straddling Aaron's chest in front of him.
It wasn't until he felt her dripping pussy touch the head of his cock that he again opened his eyes. Tye looked down and saw that she wanted to create a sex train with him as the center car. He immediately found her mind even sexier.
As Tye worked his cock into her pussy, she leaned forward placing her face inches away from Aaron's. This was what she had always wanted. She craved unadulterated access to her Aaron without there being anything that anyone could say about it. And feeling her boy enter her pussy while he was being fucked by her stepdaddy, gave her exactly that.
Feeling the hairs of Tye's balls brush against her clit, she lowered her lips and kissed her daddy. It was a soft, sweet kiss. Tilting her head a little to the side she did it again. It felt like the most innocent kiss of her life.
When Tye gripped both of his hands around her waist she felt her knees sink into the cushions. There was always something about the way that he transferred his weight onto her that turned her on. Maybe it was that whenever Tye did, it indicated that he was about to fuck her hard. This time was no exception.
With Aaron's cock sliding in and out of him and his cock slipping into Izzie's warm glove, he could no longer hold anything back. Propping himself up on Izzie's hips, he got into a rhythm of getting fucked and fucking that made his head spin.
“Ahh,” he groaned knowing that he shouldn't. “Mmm,” he moaned unable to help himself.
Speeding up the fucking he dropped his head back. He knew that he wouldn't be able to take much more and he wondered how close Izzie and Aaron were to orgasm.
“Oh,” Izzie squeaked squeezing her eyelids shut. Her legs were beginning to quiver and there was a force plowing through her that she had never experienced before. She did her best to hold her mind together as the inevitable approached.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, knowing that she couldn't take much more.
When Tye's jaw locked and he was robbed of speech, his stomach shook. Trapped underneath an avalanche of epileptic tremors, Tye quivered violently as Izzie let out a scream that rocketed through the quiet house. She had wanted to bellow at the top of her lungs as the gush of ecstasy washed through her, but maintaining a semblance of consciousness, the one squawk was all she let out.
And as if that scream were the signal for Aaron's titanic release, the humongous cock flinched inside Tye ass freezing him in pain.
“Ah,” Tye yelped.
Feeling his eyes roll back from the combination of his own orgasm and the shaving cream sized tool inside of him, Tye felt every squirt as the cum fire hose emptied into his ass. It was glorious. Tye next opened his eyes expecting to see Aaron looking up at him, he instead found the sleeping face still relaxed below. Tye was amazed.
Staring at Aaron's peaceful face, Tye could only imagine the ecstasy that came from not holding anything back. It made him want to wrap his arms around Aaron and hold him, but with Izzie between them, he held his girlfriend instead.
With Izzie also feeling a wave of euphoria that she had never felt before, she again examined her daddy's face. She was in love with that face. She knew that Aaron was her mother's but she loved him all of the same. And if she could accept the feelings that Tye expressed for her brother, she decided that Tye should be able to accept her open affection for Aaron. She was right, Tye could.
Tye held Izzie tightly as she looked dreamily at Aaron's face. Both lay silently catching themselves when a creak from above drew their attention. Looking down from the balcony was the man who had started it all, Ian. He didn't look jealous or even upset. What he looked instead was amused. In fact, his body shook as if he were trying to contain his laughter.
Perhaps the joke was how much he had tried to keep his feelings for men from his family only to find out how they felt about it too. Or perhaps Ian laughed because of the way they must have all looked from high above. But whatever it was, looking up at the half naked twin on the balcony, Tye and Izzie found it funny too. And doing their best to restrain their laughter, they looked at each other and took comfort in their gentle touch.
Soon each of them realized that during this trip, they had all shared a part of themselves that they never imagined they could. And instead of rejection, what came with it were love, acceptance, and caring. And no matter what became of them all once this night ended and their new lives began, for the role that each of them had played during this trip, they were all very grateful.
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