I really screwed up in my teens. Really screwed up! I had a crush on my own father, and I just didn’t know how to handle it. I mean, it’s hard enough for a young guy to realize that he’s gay. At least I knew my dad wasn’t a homophobe and we weren’t religious, so I didn’t have that to deal with. Reaching puberty and starting to beat off and then realizing the only fantasy you want to imagine is being fucked by your father, though—that's a whole other level. The one person I would have gone to with a problem that serious was the last person in the world I could tell. I started out just getting depressed and caving in on myself. I tried being celibate, but that’s impossible for a teen boy. I kept thinking about my dad and spiraling downhill. I started drinking and got in with a really bad crowd in high school. Lucky for me, I’m smart. I didn’t need a lot of study time, although maybe if I did, it would have kept me out of trouble. It was inevitable, though. I went too far and ended up arrested. Because the judge could tell that I really was a good kid, he gave me a choice between jail and probation in the army. I chose the army. At first it was hell. Worse than hell. But in the end, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. It did get my head on straight, and it turned me into a stud that my dad could respect. And wanted to fuck. Yeah, after all of that, I found out my dad wanted me, too. Riding his dick the first time and feeling him come in my guts… “the best thing in my life” doesn’t even begin to describe it.Eventually, I had to face my cousin. He was off at college when I came home from the army, and Dad and I started fucking. I felt really guilty about Lance. When we were kids, we were best friends. He lived next door, and we were inseparable. Even though I’m only not even two years older than him, I was always sort of an older brother. Until I went off the rails. He got left behind. Not just by me. He really looked up to my dad as a father figure, but I was taking up way more than my share of Dad’s attention, too. Lance landed on his feet and did okay, though.That afternoon I apologized to him; Dad was at his office. We were sitting by the pool. I don’t drink a lot anymore, but I had gotten a six-pack. I figured we were both going to need it. I couldn’t exactly apologize for what happened without explaining why it happened. Of course, when I told Lance that I had fantasies about my dad, he asked if I still do. If I were going to make things right, I had to be honest and say I do. Then he asked if anything happened between me and my dad. I saw it coming. That’s why I got the beer. I opened another one and said, “Yes.”I had a full minute to wonder whether I had just blown up my family for good this time. I started to apologize again, saying, “Look, I know it’s wrong. A lot of people would say it’s sick, but we aren't hurting anybody. It’s what we want.” He cut me off. He leaned over and kissed me. Hard and deep. He said he knew why my dad wanted me; I’m a stud. Then he said that he had never thought about fucking me, but now… well, now he did. He asked, if I was letting Dad have my ass, could he have some, too?I didn’t answer. I just kissed him. Hard and deep. And started undoing his pants. I went down on my knees and swallowed him, balls deep. He let me suck him for a little while, but suddenly he was like a beast. He grabbed my head and started fucking my throat like a pile driver. I was choking on him, but he wouldn’t let up. Then he clamped my head between his thighs and came hard. I thought the neighbors would hear him yell. I didn’t even get to taste it. It went straight to my stomach. When he let me go, I saw the puddle of cum between my knees.We decided not to tell my dad, but we can’t keep our hands off each other. Two young studs, we are horny 24/7, and I want every load my cuz shoots, deep in my hole. That’s what he wants, too. He says I changed him from bisexual to brosexual. I’ve just realized that no load feels as good in my guts as the family DNA.Last week, our uncle, Legrand, called. I always liked him, but he’s always been a bit standoffish. I was on a video site looking for incest porn, and there he was. My own uncle, on screen fucking his “son.” I googled him after I beat off watching his vid. He wasn’t just posting videos; he owns the fucking studio. I emailed him. A fan letter, I guess, but I didn’t tell him I watched the video all the way through and shot a huge load watching his cum drip out that twink’s ass. He said that he has been keeping that part of his life a secret, but obviously Lance and I are old enough to know about that side of his life now.Anyway, he called and told Dad everything and invited all of us to come visit. Obviously, Uncle Legrand doesn’t know about the incest stuff. He just doesn’t see any reason why we can’t all be closer now that things are in the open. We set a date to spend a week at his place, but then, of course, Dad had a business trip come up and couldn’t go. I appreciate the life he gives us, but he spends way too much time working. And not enough time breeding my hole, TBH.So Lance and I went to Uncle Legrand’s place alone. Lance volunteered to drive, so I let him. When we got there, Uncle Legrand was out shopping. He gave Lance the door code, though. We went in and found our room. We both immediately just crashed on the bed. I could tell something was wrong. Lance said his back hurt from the drive, so I offered him a back rub. Of course we knew where that was going.It was risky with Uncle Legrand due back at any time, but there’s that horny young stud thing. It wasn’t long before my cousin's big dick was balls deep, pounding my ass, and I was begging for his load. The best thing in the whole world is my dad's dick. Second best is my cousin. The third best is a pair of thick fingers sinking deep into my freshly fucked hole to dig the family DNA out of my guts.