Richard, my dad, and I drove to my apartment in the pick-up truck. Uncle Carl had his hands and mouth full of Nick when we left.
"So, son." Richard said as he kissed my right ear while I drove, "how long have you and Uncle Carl been swapping spit and cum?"
"Oh, not too long, sometime after I turned eighteen. He taught me everything I know," I said pulling into the apartment complex. "I wanted to be his wife full time, but I want you now too. I think I'm in love with you both." I shut off the truck's engine and before I could open the door dad grabbed my crotch and shoved his tongue into my cock sucker.
"In love with your uncle? You mean in lust," dad said. "He's fucking that kid, Nick, I gave him. I'm the one for you, but we can share."
"Richard, we need to go indoors. People will see us out here, they're all nosey fucks."
We got out of the truck and walked to my place while all the time I hoped Allen or James hadn't seen me with another man.
Inside I asked, "What did you want to tell me about mom." I pointed to the living room sofa. "Have a seat." He sat down and I sat in the easy chair across from him.