Author's Notes: This story is loosely inspired by a variety of Incest stories involving secret societies and families excluding one of their members. Like my other entries, there are various categories contained within this story, including Incest/Taboo, Group Sex, Exhibitionist/Voyeur, Lesbian Sex, and Gay Male.
All participants are over the legal age of 18.
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December 15th.
Joey's Uber bounced on the snow-ridden road as it turned the corner onto his street. He'd been anticipating the holidays for the past few days now and he was getting a warm, giddy feeling at arriving home after months away. He'd graduated top of his class in high school but got news that made his world change quickly.
Joey turned 18 in mid-July, during the summer semester at college, and got a lot of 'happy birthdays' from family on his phone and laptop, but they couldn't visit him for some reason. He now sat in the backseat of his Uber, a lean teenager with a lightly muscled frame, and blonde hair just like the rest of his family, but his eyes carrying the recessive gene of being hazel, rather than green, a gift from his father, Patrick. Joey was never a hunk, but he kept in shape well enough.
A few weeks before receiving his high school diploma, he'd gotten a heavy envelope in the mail that told him he'd not only been accepted to the college of his choice, but he'd also received a full scholarship, which went into effect a few weeks after graduating, meaning he'd have to uproot his entire life before the fall semester. His parents were thrilled at this and made every effort to set everything up, getting an apartment, paying the tuition, and even getting his flight paid for.
Joey's entire family watched him board the plane after a dozen or so hugs and kisses and promises to call and write every so often. Joey lived up to those promises in spades and got twice as much from his older sisters and cousins. None from his brother, though, the douchebag. John never paid much attention to Joey, the baby of the family.
Now, a week or so away from Christmas, he was finally coming home after only a few months away at college. He'd gotten the tickets in an email, set for two days ahead, but the airport called him a few hours ago and told him that a seat opened up if he wanted, and he'd taken them up on that offer, arriving days earlier.
Joey looked out the window and saw a familiar sight, his family home, located at the end of the cul-de-sac in the upper-middle-class neighborhood. The McMansion in all its glory stood tall at three stories high, equipped with a privacy fence and a large backyard, where his pool and hot tub were located. Everything had a light dusting of snowfall, and Joey anticipated a heavier layer was soon approaching as the Uber came to a halt a few feet from his front door.
Joey glanced around the driveway and saw to his surprise, his siblings and cousins' cars in the driveway. Was his family having a party? He thanked his Uber driver and paid his bill, before he stepped out and grabbed his suitcase from the trunk and took the long trek up the drive as the Uber drove off, having received another call seconds later.
'They must be having a party if everyone's car is in the driveway.' He thought to himself as he approached the front door. He was about to drop his suitcase and scrounge for the spare key under a nearby rock when something caught his eye. He noticed that all but one of the blinds were shut, blocking all view of the living room from the outside world. From the one set of blinds that were still open, Joey could see a handful of bodies moving around, and the sight made his eyes nearly jump out of his sockets and his jaw drop in total shock!
He saw his 21-year-old sister, Anne, his 20-year-old cousins Janie and Jackie, as well as his aunts, uncles, and other family members, all with their backs to him, fucking wildly, bouncing up and down or on their hands and knees, while men or other women with strap-ons, pounded away at them at all angles. He saw his father, Patrick, and his older brother, John, spit-roasting his mother, Margie, while her 42-year-old brother, Joey's uncle, pawed at her breasts from underneath him, and he realized his brother was fucking her ass.
And then, of course, he also saw his girlfriend, Lexa, with her arms and legs locked between his other 19-year-old sister, Sara. The two of them were facing back to front in an act of lesbianic 69ing. The suitcases he was holding clattered to the floor, toppling down the stone steps of his front porch. Not a single person's face looked up at the clattering sound, the orgy inside must have been blocked by music or the guttural moans and groans of the participants.
Soon, it didn't matter, as Joey's brain turned from shock to anger, and he quickly grabbed his now damp clothes that had been scattered in the drive, pulled out his phone, and took a few snapshots through the window, before he packed up his things and started walking back down the drive. He then turned onto the street, walked until he saw a bus station, then got on, paid the fare, and sat down at the end in a huff.
His family and girlfriend, or rather ex-girlfriend, were engaged in some kind of semi-incestuous orgy! How had this started? How long have they been fucking? Had his girlfriend been part of their escapades the entire time he was in college? Had she been fucking Sara while she was supposedly going out with him? Was she just dating him to put up appearances while lezzing out with Sara behind closed doors?
As much as Joey's brain hurt from the rage and heartbreak, he couldn't help but realize his painful hard-on in his jeans. His dick had been hard and it was only now that he was sitting on the bus that he felt it straining against the denim and fabric of his briefs. Joey immediately started to think of non-sexual things to get his cock to go limp. Football stats, baseball stats, the number of sniper kills he'd missed the last time he played Battlefield. By the time the bus reached the destination he'd decided to depart, his dick was soft, but the images still plagued him!
He thanked the bus driver and got off, heading north until he reached a small local hotel. He paid for a room, dropped his stuff at the door, went to the bathroom, and stripped naked. He got in the shower and turned it on, blasting his entire body with cold water before turning it hot and began scrubbing. When he was clean and his hair wet, he got out, fished a pair of clean briefs and crawled into the queen-size bed, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.
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His dreams were plagued by the orgy he'd seen, only instead of him being outside on the front porch, he was as naked as everyone else, strapped to a chair with his arms bound behind his back and small devices holding his eyes open so he couldn't shut them, a pair of hands forcing him to watch as his girlfriend got gangbanged by his father, brother, and uncles. The next thing he saw was her face covered in their cum as they all gathered around her and she took all their seed onto her face and tits.
"This is what I do when you're not here!" Dream Lexa said to him when his brother, John ejaculated on breasts, smearing the last drops of cum with his dick. She then got to her feet and straddled his cock, rubbing her clit against it.
"It's too bad they're so much better at fucking than you, otherwise you could have my pussy! Too bad, so sad, poor baby boy Joey gets cucked by his entire family!" Dream Lexa said in a sing-song voice as she rubbed her cum-coated tits along Joey's lean frame.
Joey woke up startled as his phone rang. He looked at the contact and saw that it was Lexa. Anger quickly returned to him as he recalled the dream he just had and hit the ignore button. He then got up and went to the bathroom to drain his morning wood. When he emerged fifteen minutes later, draped only in a towel, he saw that Lexa had tried to call twice more before she sent him a series of texts.
'Hey, Joey, you didn't pick up so I thought I'd send you this!' The first message said. Joey grimaced as he read the others.
'Hoping you're well'
'Call me when you get there!'
'When is your flight? I want to be there to pick you up!'
'Luv U!' with a kissy-face emoji.
Joey's anger hadn't subsided one bit as he read the texts and decided to delete Lexa from his contacts. Before he did so, however, he got a tiny bit of revenge and typed up a quick message.
It read, 'I don't give a flying fuck whether you love me or not! We're fucking done, you slut! Don't ever call this number again, forget we ever went out, and if I ever see you in my life, you better hope I don't scream for cops to get you arrested! Fuck off!'
He felt a weight lift from his shoulders as he hit send and deleted her contact info. A few minutes later, his phone buzzed as she sent an alarmed text message that read, 'Joey, did you get hacked? What's going on? Talk to me!' before he blocked her number.
He then tossed his phone on the bed, ripped off the towel and got dressed. As soon as his shirt was over his torso, his phone vibrated. He looked at the contact info. It was Sara. Of course, the whore would call her fuckbuddy!
Joey sent Sara to voicemail and was about to shut off his phone when he got another call, this time from Anne. He sighed as he accepted this one.
"What?!" He practically barked into the phone.
"Woah!" Came Anne's voice, "I was just calling to say hi, where's all this anger coming from?"
"What do you want, Anne?" Joey said, "I'm not in the mood to talk right now!"
"Yeah, I can tell." Said Anne, frustratedly, "Listen, I just got a call from Lexa, you know, your girlfriend. She said you sent her some kind of rage text ending things and I wanted to know what was going on!"
"What's going on? Here's what's going on!" Said Joey, angrily, "I don't date whores who fuck my sister in an incestuous orgy and I certainly don't date closeted dykes who can't even let me off easy! Tell Lexa that she's free to fuck around all she wants to, now that I know she's a fucking lesbian! She doesn't have to hide it for my sake! You can also tell her that I'm not some kind of fucked up incel she has to take pity on! I can get laid on my own, thank you very much!"
"Joey...What are you talking about?" Anne asked, hesitantly.
"Seriously? You were there! You saw it all!" Joey spat out, his anger boiling. Anne wasn't fooling anyone with this fake-ass ignorance.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Anne said, "Joey, where are you? Is your flight delayed or what?"
"My flight wasn't delayed, Anne." Joey said, "In fact, the airport called me yesterday and said that I could get on an earlier flight due to a cancellation, and I was going to surprise you, but guess what? I got a bigger surprise waiting when I got home!"
