**TRIGGER WARNING** This story contains forced gay incest.
Charlie opened his son's drawer and pulled all of his underwear out. There wasn't much since Tommy had brought most of them to school. He then went to his room and grabbed all of his underwear and brought them all to the washer and threw them in. Charlie waited for the shower to stop, signaling that Tommy was done showering, then turned the washer on.
Tommy stepped out of the shower, the slight chill making his nipples hard. He admired himself in the mirror: his large chest and the ripple of his abs looked amazing as they glistened from the water. He looked at his small cock in the mirror, taking the pink head between his fingers and giving it a small squeeze. He wished he appreciated his cock for what it was, but it was hard to be around men like his father and his teammates, all swinging sledgehammers, and sit there with a perfect body but a tiny cock.
He dried his chest, feeling the chafe of his hard succulent nipples against the towel. He reached the towel around to dry off his ass, shoving a good amount between his impressive cheeks. He wrapped the towel around his waist then went to his room. He pulled the towel off and threw it in the hamper, then went to his underwear drawer. He furrowed his brow when he saw that all of his underwear were missing.
He went to his parent's room, naked, and walked to his father's dresser. "Hey dad, I'm gonna borrow a pair of underwear." He called as he opened his father's underwear drawer, but found that his drawer was also empty. "What the hell?" he said to himself.
He went down the stairs, his little cock flapping wildly in a small circle, and went into the kitchen where his parents were ready to go. Tonight was the family Christmas party with his dad's side. In his earnest to find underwear he forgot that he was naked. "What happened to all the underwear?" he asked.
"Really, Tommy, you're still naked? We have to go!" his mother said.
Tommy looked down, barely able to see his little cock past his hefty pecs. "Sorry, I just can't find any of my underwear, and all of dad's are gone too."
"Oh, I just threw them all on. I thought I'd do some laundry." His dad said, playing innocent.
"I guess I can go commando..."
"No, let's not do that again." His mother said. "Just go grab a pair of mine."
Tommy chuckled, "I'm not going to wear your underwear, mom."
"Why? You're willing to wear your father's but not mine?"
"She makes a good point son." His father added.
"Because I'm a man."
"Really Tommy, it's time to go. Just go put on a pair so we can leave, now!"
"You start getting dressed, I'll go grab a pair for you." His dad said, guiding him out of the room by placing a hand at the top of his butt, it was almost completely horizontal with the volume of his son's cheeks. "We'll be right back hun."
"What is going on dad? I really don't need to wear women's underwear, I'll just go commando." Tommy pleaded to his father as they went up the stairs.
"Your mother doesn't want you to." Charlie responded, giving his son a pat on his bubble butt. It had quite a jiggle. "Hurry up and get ready."
Tommy went to his room and pulled on a light blue polo shirt. His khaki pants were laying on his bed as he sat down and pulled his socks on.
"I found a very festive pair for you son." Charlie said walking into the room. Dangling on his finger was a red lace thong. The waistband had white fur around it, and the seam that went up the crack was red velvet. His father was grinning ear to ear.
"I'm not fucking wearing that, dad."
"Son, you need to put this on now so we can go." He said, kneeling in front of his son. He put Tommy's left foot through the first loop in the thong with no resistance. "No one will know you're wearing it, except me." He looked up at Tommy and smiled as he pulled the second foot through. "Stand up." he said as he pulled the thong up to Tommy's knees. His son stood, the perfect little cock was in front of his mouth, he could smell that Tommy really scrubbed it clean.
"It's gonna make me so horny thinking about this under your clothes all night." Charlie said, pulling the thong all the way up. He made sure Tommy's small cock sat in the pouch nicely, clearly visible through the lace. Normally a woman's thong would make a man's groin uncomfortable, but Tommy didn't have much to fit in so it wasn't bad. His balls were slightly squished, but nothing too uncomfortable. Charlie gently ran a finger up the back of the thong through Tommy's crack, making sure the velvet was nice and snug between his son's voluptuous cheeks.
Charlie stepped back and admired his son in the thong. "You're hot, son." He said, giving him a firm kiss on the lips. "Get your pants and shoes on so we can go." Charlie said as he left the room.
Tommy was still uncomfortable knowing he was in his mom's underwear, and had a bad feeling about wearing a thong out, but he had no choice. He really didn't want to upset his parents.
When they got to Grandpa Warren's house his grandpa greeted them at the door. He wrapped Tommy in his strong arms and gave him a kiss on the lips. It was a custom for the men in his dad's family to kiss each other as a greeting. He had 3 uncles and 3 cousins that were all males. None of the women partook in the kissing, including his grandmother who passed away several years ago. "Merry Christmas." He said, greeting his son Charlie, their full lips meeting in a strong tender kiss. Tommy liked seeing his father and grandfather kiss.
Their family was the last to arrive, so Charlie and his dad made the rounds greeting the men. All of the men on his dad's side had jet black hair except him. His 44 year old uncle David greeted him first, sporting a shaggier haircut than usual. He stood at 6'4" so when he went to kiss Tommy he had to bend a little. David favored open mouth kisses, and Tommy could taste the whiskey on his hot tongue that slipped into his mouth. "It's great to see you, golden boy." He said pulling away from the kiss, leaving a decent amount of whiskey soaked saliva in his mouth. "You're looking fucking great." His uncle grabbed one of his pecs and gave it a squeeze. "Boys, look at your cousin's tits, they're insane."
Tommy's cousins, David's sons, came over. Michael was 24 and John was 23, but they looked like twins. They were both as tall as their dad and both wore their hair in a fade. They, too, were muscular, but neither of them had pecs like Tommy. They also had smaller butts. "Damn, I've hooked up with chics whose tits weren't this big." Michael said, taking Tommy's chest in his hands. He couldn't believe that he was being groped by his family. Michael massaged his pecs, his eyes glistened like a kid with a new toy. Michael had a thin neatly-trimmed beard. "I wanna try something." He grabbed the bottom of Tommy's shirt and pulled it up, Tommy quickly grabbed his pants and hiked them up so the fuzzy waistband of the thong wouldn't stick out.
"What the fuck, Michael." Tommy muttered.
"Hold this." He said to his brother, panning the shirt above Tommy's chest and ignoring Tommy. John obliged. Michael took the pecs in his hands again, then pushed them together slightly, a giant grin spread across his face before he plunged his face between Tommy's tits and motorboated him. Tommy liked how the prickle of Michael's beard felt on his hairless chest.
Tommy's face turned red as the family roared with laughter. Micheal pulled his face away, grinning. Tommy could feel his cock waking up.
"Wait, I wanna try." John said. Micheal held the shirt up, and John took a pec in each hand. "Damn, these things are big and heavy." he added as he weighed them in each hand. He then did the same as Michael, squeezing them together slightly before burying his face and motorboating. Tommy could feel his dick slowly completely stiffen in his pants, straining in the thong that pulled tighter on his hole. "Fuck, that's awesome." John said, pulling away from Tommy's chest.
There was a slight glisten in the middle of his pecs from Michael and John's saliva, so much so that when he pulled his shirt down there was a wet spot. "Sorry, your tits were so good we drooled." Micheal said, rubbing the spot on Tommy's shirt. He gave a weak laugh.
Tommy then greeted his uncle Steve, who was 39. Steve was Tommy's height, and had the least athletic build of all the men. He was starting to develop a beer belly, but in a sexy dad bod way. He wrapped Tommy in a bear hug as he kissed him. "Good to see ya golden boy."
"It's good to see you too, Uncle Steve." Tommy said.
Steve had one son, Aidan, who had turned 18 at the beginning of the month and graduated high school early a week ago. Aidan had a very slender build, and it was clear he took the effort to shave all the excessive hair off his body, including his arms and legs. He had his dark hair pulled into a small man bun, and was about 6'3". "It's good to see you." Aidan said. He put a hand under Tommy's chin, tilted it up, then gave him a soft, yet deep, kiss. Since Aidan had recently turned 18 he had just started participating in the kissing. Tommy's cock twinged at the kiss. His cousin was barely an adult and was giving amazing kisses already.
The last guy was his uncle Kevin, who was 30. Kevin was the most attractive man in the family. He looked like a male model, with his slicked back hair and chiseled jaw. Kevin got up from his chair and walked over to Tommy, he grabbed Tommy's ass with both hands and shoved their groins together, then gave him a deep and passionate kiss. Tommy's head buzzed feeling his uncle's lips on his, inhaling the intoxicating scent of his uncle's cologne, feeling his warm wet tongue slip into his mouth. "Merry Christmas golden boy." he said quietly. Everyone else was mingling already since a kiss like this was nothing shocking for this family. Tommy, however, was still getting used to it. "Wow, all this action really has you hard." Kevin said, reaching down and grabbing Tommy's bulge.
"Please no." Tommy said, trying to pull away his uncle's hand. He'd be mortified if his hot uncle knew how small his cock was, but Kevin's hand didn't budge. Instead, he rubbed the small length of the cock in his hand. "I thought diamonds were the hardest rock in the world, but I think you could put them to shame with this thing." He looked into Tommy's eyes, gave him a peck on the lips, then went back to the party.
Tommy took a couple breaths before grabbing a drink and joining the group. Everyone was laughing and having a good time when Charlie slipped, his arm jerking so that the wine in his glass flew out and landed on the front of Tommy's khaki's.
"What the fuck, dad!" Tommy yelled. He set his drink down and grabbed a handful of napkins to frantically dabbed at the spot.
"I'm so sorry son, I slipped." Charlie said, coming over and dabbing at his son's pants, feeling the hard little cock inside.
