The Prodigal and the Pac

The following story contains scenes sexual themes and situations including incest. This story also contains supernatural/fantasy/horror elements. If none of that is your cup of tea, just hit your back button. All persons depicted unless otherwise noted are 18 years of age or older. This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this work are either products if the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Copyright 2021 by D.S.M.

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Part One: Zack

Halloween was Friday. I politely declined a couple of invitations to various parties. After my last experience I wasn't exactly ready to hit up any raging keggers. Besides, I had better things to do with my Saturday than nurse a hangover. Eddie (formally Waffle House Boy) and I had been exchanging text messages throughout the day on Friday. He was flirty and funny. I wanted to pinch myself. He was so damn sexy, and he definitely seemed like he was into me.

He gave me directions to his house which was apparently way the hell out in the woods someplace. And on early Saturday afternoon, I found myself driving down a long gravel driveway leading up to a large two story house. I got out of my car and looked around. It was a beautiful lodge style home with lots of stone work and exposed timbers. I had to figure that Billy's family must be doing okay. It was perfectly situated, as it was completely surrounded by acres of wooded wilderness. You would think that after what happened the last time I was in the woods, I'd be nervous, but the only thing I was really thinking about was getting to spend some time with a good looking guy.

I don't exactly have a long history of dating. I was out in high school and there were other guys who were out. But I was never really into any of them. I tended to go for guys who were athletic, especially the football player type. Unfortunately, It seemed anytime I was interested in someone, they were straight, or closeted, or just not into me. I had hoped that college we change all that. And here I was, about to spend an afternoon with a good looking guy who actually seemed interested in me!

I knocked on the door, and heard movement inside. The door opened, and I was greeted by a good looking guy. Just not the one I was expecting. "Hello," said this unexpected, good looking guy who was definitely not Eddie.

"Hi, I'm Zack,"I said lamely. "I'm here to see Eddie."

"I'm his brother, Billy. Come in." He was taller than Eddie, and looked slightly younger. While he was not quite as beefy as his older brother, he still had a nice body. He was wearing a tank top and athletic shorts, like he had been working out. If Eddie had more of a football player build, his brother looked like a basketball player: tall, muscular but wiry. He had those same sexy dark eyes, but where Eddie's seemed mischievous, Billy's seemed kind. He held the door for me and I walked inside. He took my coat, and hung it up from a coat hook. "It's nice to meet you."

"Thank you. Is Eddie around?"

"He had to run a quick errand, but he should be back in a few minutes. He asked me to entertain you. Come on in, have a seat."

Billy ushered me through the door and into the house. It was just as nice on the inside as it was on the outside. For a house with three guys living in it, it was clean and well decorated. There was something in the air, a scent that I couldn't quite place. It wasn't a bad smell, just different. We walked into the living area. He gestured to a long, L-shaped sectional sofa in front of a large stone fireplace with a TV on the mantle. I sat down at one end and surprisingly, Billy sat right in the corner. He smiled, and it lit up the room. It was infectious.

"So tell me about yourself, Zack."

"Um, well, I'm a student at the university. I'm from outside of Chicago. I'm a dancer."

"That's awesome. I love dancing, even thought I don't go out much. I do a lot of yoga, though."

" Nice. I love yoga!" I couldn't help but smile at this guy. He had a really cool energy. I wondered how old he was. He looked like he was my age. "Are you a student?"

"Not at the moment, I took a year off after graduation, which turned into a second year off. Not sure what I'm doing next, to be honest."

"I know that feeling. I have no idea what comes after college."

Billy reached over and put his hand on my leg. "Don't stress. Plenty of time to figure things out." Then he laughed.

Damn. Sexy must run in the family. Was he flirting? Eddie didn't mention that his brother was gay. He did know I was here for his brother, right? Better get the conversation focused on the brother I was here to see.

"So, do you and your brother get along?"

"We do, actually. I mean, we have the the occasional fight, mostly because he loves to tease me. We are pretty close. And honestly, we share just about everything."

"That's awesome. I'm an only child, so no siblings for me." I paused. "So what did your brother tell you about me?"

"Well...he may have mentioned that you were very sexy."

"Wow. That's good to know."

"Honestly, I think he undersold you. Those freckles of yours are killing me."

Hoo boy. At that point, I noticed that Billy had moved closer to me, and was looking at me in a decidedly non-platonic way. "And what do you think about my brother?"

Is this a loaded question? "Well, we are just sort of getting to know each other."

"So you don't think he's sexy?"

"No, I didn't say that..."

"So you do?"

"I mean-yeah! He is." I'm starting to get really nervous because I can't seem to get a bead on where the conversation is going. I was being completely thrown off balance.

"Good," Billy nodded. "Attraction is very important."

The way he is looking at me had a giant red alert klaxon going off in my brain. Thankfully, I was about to be rescued. I heard a familiar voice say, "Quit teasing him, Billy."

Eddie walked into the living room, and I breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey there, Zack. I'm glad you're here." Before I knew what was happening, Eddie had pulled e up off the sofa, wrapped his arms around me, and was giving me a big hug. It felt good.

"Thanks for inviting me."

"Here, let's sit down." Billy had scooted back to the corner of the sofa. Eddie dropped into the space where I was sitting, leaving the middle for me. I could think of worse places to sit than in-between two sexy guys. As I sat down I noticed that Eddie and Billy had spread their arms across the back of the couch. Was there some sort of sibling rivalry going on here? The vibe was still a little weird, so I asked Eddie what he wanted to do today.

He was looking at me with a sort of intense look. The conversation was light, but there was an undercurrent that I couldn't place. "Would you like to watch a movie? I was thinking that we can grab dinner someplace later on."

"That sounds good."

Billy suddenly jumped up. "I'll get us some drinks. What would you like?"

I asked for a water, and Eddie asked for a soda. Billy left, and I took the opportunity to have a moment alone with Eddie. "Your brother is nice."

"Yeah. He's great. I'm glad you like him."

"Is he hanging with us all afternoon?"

"Is that okay?"

"Sure. Just wasn't sure if this was a date sort of thing, or a hang out sort of thing. We hadn't really put a label on it."

Eddie reached over and pulled me closer to him. "Date's fine with me." He ran his fingers across the top of my hand and felt a sharp tingle. I had felt that same energy on Thursday when our fingers had touched. I started to say something, but then Billy returned with a tray of drinks. As he handed my drink to me, my fingers brushed his and I felt it again. But this time, I noticed that Billy made a face, his eyes closing a fraction. It was almost a look of pleasure. "Ok, I have to ask. Did you just feel something?"

Billy smiled. "Yes, did you?"

"Yes! What is that?"

Billy set the tray down and took one of my hands in his. He began to use his thumb to massage the palm of my hand, applying a gentle pressure. The moment our skin touched, I felt a powerful energy. It was unlike anything I had experienced before. I noticed his breathing had gotten deeper. "What do you feel?" He asked.

It took me a moment to answer. I was lost in the pleasure of his touch. Finally I said, "I don't know. It's like electricity, but also not?" I was staring to worry that Eddie was going to get mad at his brother but Eddie didn't seem concerned at all. He took one of his hands and began to rub it up and down my neck and jaw line.

"What about that," he asked. "Does that feel good?"

I had to admit, it felt way more than good. Eddie's gentle caresses were sending sparks across the surface of my skin which was creating a chain reaction in my pants. I looked back at at Eddie and he had a wicked smile, like he knew exactly what sort of effect his touches were having on me. Billy's eyes were lidded, and I couldn't help but notice a bulge in his athletic shorts. "Eddie," he said, "we should stop."

"Stop then," he replied. What were they talking about? I was having difficulty concentrating. Neither of them stopped the dance of their fingers across my skin. If anything, they were each getting bolder, touching more of me, and I was certainly not stopping them. It all felt way too good.

Then, Eddie pulled me back against him. He started to kiss the back of my neck and my ears. Each kiss sent goosebumps down my arms. Billy continued to rub my hands, and he was looking into my eyes. He got closer to me, and slowly approached me until he was inches from my face. He seemed torn for a moment, then his lips were against mine.

Despite my less than considerable experience with kissing, I immediately knew that this one was special. Billy's lips were so soft, and he tasted so good. Soon my lips parted, and my tongue and his were intertwined. A little voice in the back of my mind was trying to remind me that I was here to go on a date with the brother of the boy I was currently kissing but fuck that little voice this was a damn good kiss! And speaking of Eddie, he was kissing his way down the side of my face, his lips driving me crazy with desire. Then Eddie's lips met his brother's and I had a close up view of the two brothers making out.

Presented with a sight like this I figure you have two choices. Choice one, the more socially acceptable choice, would be to express disgust. After all, this was textbook incest. The kind of thing that is generally frowned on in pretty much every society throughout the world, and understandably so. But that's not where my mind was at that moment, so I went with choice two. "Fuck, that's so hot you guys," I said. A second later, the two brothers had pulled me into a three-way make out session.

Things started moving faster after that. We didn't say much, we all just started taking off clothing. I don't know who started it, but next thing I know I'm down to my briefs. Billy didn't have much to take off, so he was the first one naked. No underwear under those shorts. He was sporting a beautiful 9 inch cock, thinner than my own. Eddie was still in his boxers, but they didn't do much to hide his bulge. I tugged them off, getting at his thick 8.5 inches. Then I was the only one left with anything on, surrounded by two naked men. Billy and Eddie each took one side of my underwear and the slid them off my waist and down my legs, freeing my own respectable 8 inch piece. I was hard as a rock and leaking pre-cum.

We all fell back onto the sofa, kissing, touching. Everyplace my skin touched theirs I felt that strange energy. I had never been so completely consumed by lust in my entire life. Hell, I had never felt anything like this in my entire life. There was this powerful feeling of connection with these guys, like I was supposed to be right where I was. I reached down, taking Eddie's and Billy's dicks in my hands, giving them both slow strokes. They were drooling precum and were both quickly lubed. Meanwhile, they each were kissing my neck and slowly working their way down to my chest. In perfect synch, they took my nipples in their mouths, lightly nibbling and teasing them. I could only groan as waves of pleasure rolled over me. It was too much and not enough. I let go of their cocks, pulled their faces back up to mine, and we all began to kiss again.

Soon I found myself sandwiched between the two brothers. Eddie was in front of me, Billy behind. My cock was nestled in the cleft of Eddie's ass, and Billy was grinding into me. Billy pushed back into me. "Fuck me, Zack," he said. "I want you inside me."

He didn't have to tell me twice. I looked down at his muscular globes, covered in a thin dusting of dark hair. His ass was perfection. I pushed forward, and felt the tip of my cock rub against his hole.

"Lube?" I asked, sort addressing the concept to the room, but mostly to Eddie. As much as I was leaking, I wasn't sure how much I needed it, but it seemed like the courteous thing to ask.

"Hang on, Billy said, and he got up and left the room.

But Eddie wouldn't wait. "Just fuck me, bro." He started pressing backward. Despite my ample precum, I wasn't sure I was going to fit, but suddenly the head of my cock popped through his ring, and I was inside. "Oh, fuck yeah," he moaned.

I started to slowly slide deeper into his tight hole. "You okay?" He just nodded and pushed backward again. It was amazing when I was all the way in. I gasped out, "You feel so good."

I started a slow and steady pace of pushing my cock all the way in, and pulling out until just the tip remained inside. But Eddie seemed to want more, and he was soon meeting each thrust. About this time Billy came back carrying a bottle of lube and moved behind me. "I don't think he needs it," I said as I was fucking his brother.

"Who said it was for him?" He replied with a smile.

Then I felt Billy's fingers slowly begin teasing my hole, spreading lube around. "Can I?" he asked.

I paused for a moment. It had been while since I'd had anything up there, let alone get fucked. But he was hot, and I was worked up, and in the moment, I wanted it more than I would have thought. "Yeah," I said, "Fuck me."

He worked in a finger, then two, Getting the lube deep inside. Meanwhile, I was still fucking Eddie, and the additional stimulation was driving me crazy. Then I felt him shift positions, and something began to press into my hole. I knew I was tight, and thankfully Billy wasn't too think. He slipped inside. I felt a sharp twinge of pain, that quickly melted away as he filled me with an inch of his cock.

"Hows that?"

"Good! So good..."

I paused in my fucking of Eddie as Billy slowly moved deep inside me, inch after inch. Eddie turned and watched my face as his little brother entered me. I could feel him grinding back on my cock while his brother pushed forward. Billy was soon deep in my guts. I felt full, but good. He started a slow pace that pushed me into his brother. I was getting fucked and fucking and I had never had an experience like this. I feared I would never have one like it again.

I don't know how long we fucked like that, the two sexy brothers and me in the middle, but after some time, Billy leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck me." I was thinking this was an invitation to some future event, but I felt him pull out of my ass. "Lets switch up."

"Fuck yea," said Eddie, who gently turned me to face Billy. Billy backed onto my cock, and suddenly I was surrounded with a completely different ass. If anything, Billy's ass seemed like more of a classic bubble. He was just as furry as Eddie. I moved my cock to his hole. I felt him open as I slid inside. Meanwhile, Eddie had taken the bottle of lube and had lubed up his cock. "You ready for me?" I had barely replied in the affirmative before he was pushing his way in. There was a moment of pain, as his cock was definitely more of a stretch than his brother's. Then he was inside, and getting deeper by the second.

Eddie quickly set up a brisk pace, as I found myself once again in the middle. He was an energetic fucker. Each thrust of the cock in my ass pushed my own cock deep into the warm depths of Billy's fantastic ass. I was lost in the pleasure of it all, so lost I almost didn't feel my orgasm starting to sneak up on me. Before I could say anything, I heard Billy speak, "I"m close!"

"Me too, Bro. What about you Zack?"

"Yes! Don't stop!"

"Oh yeah!"

Eddie had increased his pace, and was pounding my hole. I was on fire, and I knew I was going over the edge. Billy thrust back hard, and I felt his hole clench tight around my cock. I knew he was coming, and that sent me over the edge. I was shooting in Billys ass, and Eddie thrust deep and started to shoot. I could feel his already thick cock swelling in size as he came. He was filling my hole with his load.

We collapsed onto the sofa, all of us panting and out of breath. For a few minutes, none of us moved, or said anything as we came down of the high of really amazing sex. Eddie pulled me close, and kissed me, and Billy snuggled back into me. I was enjoying the sensation of their bare skin against mine, the amazing sensations that I felt that were so unique.

I don't know how long we laid there. You know that term basking in the warm afterglow? We were fucking basking. I don't think I had ever basked before. We were a jumble of arms and legs and sweat and cum, but somehow it felt right.

Finally, the urge to crack a joke was just too much for me, so I asked. "So. You guys do this often?"

"What do you mean?" asked Eddie. "Have sex? Because that's a definite yes."

"Wow, ok, not exactly what I meant though. I was talking about bringing home strangers and having crazy threesomes with them."

Billy shook his head. "We would never bring home a stranger."

"Well you guys don't exactly know me."

Eddy smiled. "You're not a stranger."

"You barely know me," I said

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"Do we feel like strangers to you?" He asked.

I thought for a moment, and realized that he was right. I didn't feel like these two guys were strangers at all. I felt a strange, aching sense of familiarity. My logical mind knew that I had only known them short time. But somehow, in a way I couldn't explain, it was as if I knew them my whole life. What we had just done, the experience wasn't just sexual. I couldn't find a word to properly describe it. Intimacy came close to yet that word seem too cold.

"I don't. I said. "I don't know exactly what it is I'm feeling. But I guess I feel close to you guys. I mean obviously we were all just super close, like inside each other close, but that's not exactly what I'm trying to describe either.

"Yeah we were all just pretty damn close," laughed Eddie. "But we are that kind of family."

"Oh yeah? Am I family now?"

Billy smiled his beautiful smile. "You are definitely family."

I heard the sound of someone clearing their throat from the doorway. A spike of fear ran through me as I saw someone standing there watching the three of us. At first it was the fear of discovery, the fear of getting in trouble for doing something so illicit. But that fear doubled when I realized I knew the person standing in the doorway. It was Sheriff Connor Sinclair, werewolf.

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Part Two: Connor

Connor was not a voyeur by nature. He was too much of an alpha to stand around watching action when he could be taking part in it. But watching Eddie, Billy, and Zack-his boys- was an exception to the rule. They were beautiful. And despite some physical differences, he knew Zack was his boy. He simply took after his mother.

So Connor watched the three boys from the hallway. He could feel his own wolf bristle with desire. He wanted to walk in into that room and jump into the middle of all that naked flesh. His own cock was straining against the fabric of his briefs, aching for release. But he knew he couldn't do that. Not yet, anyway.