We were traveling up Highway 1 toward San Francisco, looking for a place to call home. My wife Mary, my sons Mike and Brian, my daughter Amy, and me Todd. We were traveling in an expensive Motorhome. Huge and luxurious, because I had won a shitload of money in the lottery.
The previous two nights and day, we had been involved in a incest-fest. The five of us had fucked each other nearly to death. Not that I was complaining, nor were my sons. My wife and daughter could be twins, but for the age difference. Both are petite and tight.
Or at least they were tight til my son, Mike, got to them. You see, Mike was the result of a fling my wife had the night before our wedding. The real father, as well as Mike, have really large cocks.
We had just hit S.F. and I was having a hell of a time with that big beast of a motorhome, on those hills. I finally parked it, and called a limo service. Like I said, I won a shitload of money.
The stretch limo was at our disposal for three days, complete with uniformed driver. We toured all the sights, Chinatown, the wharf, museums, everything. At the end of three days, beautiful as it is, we decided we did not want to live there.
During this time, at night in the beast (as we affectionately called it), we had interchangeable sleeping arrangements. With three men and two receptive, and desireable women, the combinations are almost unlimited. I found out a lot about myself, my wife and my children. Mostly how lustful we could all be.
The beast came with a king size bed in the master suite, a set of bunk beds behind sliding doors, a bunk that came down from the ceiling over the front cab, and two sleeper sofas. Of course it cost more than most mansions, but the interest on my lottery winnings probably paid for it while we were driving around California.
Deciding we didn't want to live in a cold climate, we left San Francisco, and headed south instead of going north to Oregon and Washington state. Next stop, Vegas. We didn't want to live there, but none of us had been there. It was a long drive, but we made it. Of course, I was distracted by my children and wife making use of the king size bed while I drove.
Every time Mike stuck his big cock in one of the women, they would be screaming like banshees. At one point, after fucking my wife, Mike came and sat next to me, still nude. I glanced down to see his monster cock still glistening with their juices.
"Did she pass out again?" I asked him
"She always does." We had learned that he had this effect on women. He fucked them into unconsciousness.
"Braggart." I kidded him.
"It's not bragging if it's true." Mike replied. And it was true. Mary and Amy both were out of it for a good 5 to 10 minutes after being with him.
"Where is Brian?"
"Fucking Amy on one of the bunks." he said nonchalantly. I glanced at his cock again, and saw it starting to rise.
"Don't you ever get enough?"
"I hope not." he laughed.
Having recovered from her euphoria, Mary appeared still nude also. Fortunately we were on a fairly deserted road, or they would have been on display.
"Brian is fucking Amy again. I think he is trying to prove something." Mary said. It did seem that way, he had been fucking one or the other of them as soon as he was able.
"He said that sharing a room with me was depressing, because of my dick being bigger than his. Maybe that has something to do with it."
"I'll have a talk with him." I said. "In the meantime, just give him some room."
"I'm just waiting for him to finish with Amy, With his load in her, I'll be able to slide in easier."
Brian came out soon, and Mike and Mary grabbed Amy and headed for the master bedroom. Brian sat beside me with a bottle of water, trying to rehydrate after his workout with Amy.
"Is everything alright with you, Brian? You have been fucking non stop for days now."
"I dunno, Dad. It's just that every time is see Mikes big cock I gotta fuck something. Even when we were kids, when he would get dressed, and that thing was swinging around, I just get so horny. I mean, I like girls, but sometimes I just.. well ..I just want to suck it. Is that bad? Do you think I'm gay?"
"No, Brian, I don't think you're gay. Maybe bi, but you have been fucking the girls too much to be gay. Besides, I know just how you feel. Ever since I saw him stick that big thing in your mom, I've been mesmerized by it. It is truly an awesome cock. Anyone, male or female, would be captivated by it."
"I guess I have just been trying to prove to myself that I wasn't gay." About that time we heard Amy yell out, we knew Mike had hit bottom in her again. "Do you think he knows? Sometimes I think he is just flaunting that big cock in front of me to drive me crazy. Even when we were growing up, it seemed like he spent a lot of time nude around me."
"Mike is not malicious in any way. If he suspected you liked it, he probably thought he was doing you a favor by letting you look."
Brian thought for a minute, "You know Dad, I think you're right. I can't tell you the number of times I jerked off with Mike's cock on my mind. That was before I started fucking girls."
"Well, to be honest, I did too. Night before last, in San Francisco, while you were busy with your mom, and Mark was pounding Amy senseless."
Brian looked at me kind of funny then asked "Have you ever been with a guy, Dad?"
"No, but we all think about it. It's only natural to be curious. Like in gym, taking showers with the other guys, we all look. We act like we don't, but we do. Especially when you're young, you worry about how you compare to the other guys. Then you see one like Mike has, it would make anyone stop and think. You grew up seeing it, if you're bi, that was probably torturous. You probably had to whack off a couple times a day."
