1.
Ryan parked his car on Grove Street, the main thoroughfare of the small town where his parents and brother lived, turned off the ignition and sat there for a few moments, using all his concentration as he willed his hard prick to return to some semblance of flaccidity. He had been on heat all day and, as soon as his boss had granted him the afternoon off, had rushed home as quick as the city subway could take him, showered and changed from his stifling business suit into a T-shirt and shorts and then got into his car to drive the fifty or so miles out through the sun-kissed countryside.
So horny was Ryan at the prospect of a surprise visit to his parents and brother that his prick had been straining the material of his shorts as soon as his long journey had got under way. It had been a couple of months since the Sheldrake Family Sex Club had gathered together completely with all four members present to celebrate Mother's Day and what a party that had been!
Ryan had had many enjoyable wanks since as he'd played the mental images of that stupendously exciting evening over and over again in his mind, all the sucking and fucking with the men enjoying their gay sides as well as their straight and which had culminated in Ryan and Luke treating their mother to a harder-than-hardcore double penetration of her ass and cunt. There had been so much spunk flying about that night that Ray and Carol had been beside themselves with parental pride and Carol, who loved being smothered in sperm, had ended up a complete mess with pile upon pile of rich lavish helpings of the juicy man goo temporarily disfiguring her face and tits.
Now, however, Ryan needed the thrill of actually participating in another hot meeting of the club and as soon as he was out on the open road with no other traffic about, he had released his prick from the confines of his shorts and driven with his thick rod sticking up into the atmosphere. Every now and then, Ryan had stroked his prick with one hand while steering with the other and had almost blown his load at one point but thankfully had managed to save himself just in time. He wanted to make sure he had plenty of spunk to give his mother who, Ryan didn't need reminding, was probably the word's ultimate cumslut.
Ryan was well aware that his brother Luke would have been enjoying many threesomes with their parents during his absence and he would not have wanted it any other way. After all, since he was two years older than Luke, Ryan had done just as many, if not more, threesomes with Carol and Ray before Luke was eligible to participate since their mother and father had very strict rules about incest so even if Ryan had been the jealous type, he could not have afforded to be so. Both brothers had had to wait until their eighteenth birthdays when they became, officially, consenting adults which meant that Luke had to sit on the sidelines for two years, listening to Carol, Ray and Ryan having fun in an adjoining room.
Ryan had slipped his pride and joy back inside his shorts as he approached town but the shorts still had a very firm tent in them as he'd pulled up on Grove Street outside the town's one-and-only store. Eventually, however, his hard-on had subsided to what Ryan considered an acceptable bulge; he was no different to any other man and some of those old dears in the store, who wouldn't have looked out of place in a black-and-white 1930s movie, would have to be very naive indeed if they didn't know by now just what men possessed in the downstairs department.
Ryan climbed out the car, locked the door, and made his way along the sidewalk to the store, aware of the admiring glances he was getting from young ladies of his own age, and a few men as well. The hot summer sun glinted on Ryan's tight ass cheeks as they rubbed together inside his skimpy blue shorts as he walked along, his T-shirt reaching to his waste and helping to enhance his buttocks,and enjoying the thrill of showing his bottom off to anyone who wanted to have a look. Exhibitionism figured large in Ryan's life, something else he had inherited from his parents since they had never stopped impressing upon him that the visual delights of the body were just as exciting as the sex itself.
Nevertheless, the voyeurs on Grove Street could ogle his ass as much as they liked but that was all they would be allowed to do. Ryan operated a strict "look, don't touch" policy since there were only three people in the world allowed to do the latter and they were, at that moment, enjoying a hot and horny threesome in the family home three blocks away.
Ryan pushed open the door of the store and came face to face with its owner, Mrs. Chalmers who was a friend of his mother Carol. Not a close friend as such but one with whom Carol was happy to chat with and pass the time of day when she herself shopped in the store or if she bumped into her on the street. Indeed, the day after Mother's Day, when Carol, Ray and Luke were seeing Ryan off, his ass still painfully yet delightfully sore from the poundings it had received the night before from his father and brother while his mother had watched, Mrs. Chalmers had walked by and stopped to chat to them, casting very approving looks at both Ryan and his brother Luke. Carol had fretted for days afterwards that Mrs. Chalmers had had an inkling about the family's unorthodox lifestyle but hadn't yet got round to accepting her invitation for a coffee and "a chat".
Mrs. Chalmers looked up as Ryan entered the store which was fairly quiet at two o'clock in the afternoon. Only a few other customers were waltzing up and down the aisles, loading their trolleys with all the accoutrements necessary for daily life, and Ryan could sense from the store owner's welcoming smile that he wouldn't be able to pay for the bottle of wine and the cakes he'd selected without having to have a polite little chat with her first.
Mrs. Chalmers' smile grew wider by the second as Ryan approached the counter and she tried to avert her eyes from the bulge in the young man's shorts. "Hello," she said, in what she considered to be her best friendly greeting voice, "you're Mr. and Mrs. Sheldrake's son, aren't you?"
"One of," replied Ryan, handing over his money and Mrs. Chalmers automatically reaching inside the till to give him his change.
"Thought so," went on Mrs. Chalmers, as Ryan took the change and gripped it in his hand, his shorts having no pockets, "I remember seeing you and your brother a few months ago. After Mother's Day," she added, as if Ryan had forgotten and thinking she was being extremely helpful in stirring his memory.
"That's right," said Ryan, thinking it just as well to go along with the small talk. Another thing his parents had taught him was that manners and courtesy cost nothing although nowadays, sadly, old-style considerations like that were mostly a thing of the past.
"Your parents must be really proud of you," went on Mrs. Chalmers, relentlessly, "I gather you're doing well at your job. Insurance, wasn't it?"
"Accountancy," Ryan corrected.
"Oh," laughed Mrs. Chalmers, "I could do with someone like you. One thing I hate is doing my accounts and my sons are no good at it, neither."
"Sorry I won't be able to help," said Ryan, turning to leave, "but I'm only here for a few hours and I really do need to see how mom and dad are doing."
"Of course," said Mrs. Chalmers as Ryan walked towards the door and the store owner found her mouth watering as her eyes took in the unrestricted view of the young man's swaying ass in his tight-fitting shorts. "Oh, by the way," called Mrs. Chalmers as Ryan was just about to make good his escape, "tell your mother the invitation to have coffee sometime is still on."
"I will, ma'am," said Ryan politely, swearing to himself that Mrs. Chalmers had started preening at being so addressed. "'bye for now."
"Goodbye, have a nice day," said Mrs. Chalmers, thinking what a polite young man Ryan was and such a credit to his parents as she turned to another customer who needed serving. "Hello, Mrs. Merriwether, how are you today?"
Out in the blistering heat of the street, Ryan smiled to himself at Mrs. Chalmers' remark about having a nice day as he climbed back into the car and parked his beguling ass in the driving seat. If only she knew just what a nice day Ryan fully intended it to be ...
2.
Carol lay back on the bed in her favorite position as her son Luke knelt in front of her and lifted her legs, placing them over his shoulders as he feasted his eyes on his mother's beautiful juicy pussy as if seeing it for the very first time. His mouth drooled as Carol parted her labia with her hands, admiring the elasticity of the silky soft cunt lips as he prepared to give the hole out of which he had entered the world another long lingering lick.
Across the room, Ray sat naked at his desk, busily putting the first batch of photos he'd taken that day into his computer. He'd taken so many and didn't want the card to fill up, after all it was only two o'clock in the afternoon and Ray knew from experience that once the Sheldrake Family Sex Club swung into action, it would keep going for hours, such was their stamina and enthusiasm.
Indeed, the meeting had started just after ten o'clock that day when Luke had returned from his morning run to find his parents already engaged in carnal activity of a legitimate kind. Their son had simply walked in on them and, after satisfying Ray and Carol's ass fetish by letting them have a good long look at his buttocks accentuated by his shorts, had quickly removed his clothes and joined them in the nude for a nice hot incestuous threesome. It was just a shame that Ryan wasn't with them to make it a proper family fuckfest.
Luke and Carol had sixty-nined for what seemed an eternity before Carol and Ray had treated Luke to some hot and horny rimming of his asshole. They'd had a short break about mid-day to recharge their batteries and partake of a few refreshments, staying naked of course, but were now back in action and determined to enjoy themselves as only they knew how.
"Gee, mom," said Luke, "your cunt is absolutely awesome. I love you so much - and you, too dad," he added, looking round and grinning at Ray.
"Oh, thanks," Ray said, grinning too over his shoulder as he momentarily looked away from his computer, "I'm glad I'm part of the equation, too."
"How are the photos, dad? Hope you got some good shots for your pornography collection."