The Wheeler Family – Bringing In Dad – Luke Hudson, Jonah Wheeler, Mason Lear
It’s hard to feel bad about what I did to Luke. I know I should, but seeing his face after we had sex was a beautiful thing. He was beaming. Shameless. Almost begging for more. If I had it in me, I would have given it to him.
Still, I made it clear to him that he couldn’t tell anyone about what happened. Not because he felt guilty, but because they wouldn’t understand. I know this from personal experience.
Luke’s stepfather, my brother Jonah and I have a very close relationship. We always have. He’s only two years older than I am, so I can barely remember a time when he wasn’t with me. Granted, when I was really little, the differences between us were stark. But when we hit puberty, it felt like we went through everything together.
We shared a room until high school, so it was inevitable that we would see each other naked… until we saw each other masturbated. The first few times we pretended we didn’t know what the other was doing. But before long, we were playing in the privacy of our bedroom. Eventually, we had our own beds, but that didn’t stop us from sneaking into each other’s rooms whenever one of us was too horny to just bang and bang.
Obviously, a lot has changed since then. Jonah got married, Luke came into her life, and I’ve had a few relationships here and there. Still, whenever we’re alone and feel like it, it’s like we’re kids again.
When Jonah came to get Luke, we had a rare moment where it was just the two of us. Luke was still sleeping upstairs, probably hours before he went downstairs. After Jonah and I ran out of small talk, we found ourselves looking deeply into each other’s eyes.
It was magnetic. Without speaking, we were both drawn to each other, desperately wanting to get closer. It started first when Jonah put his hand on my leg. That’s how it always started; an innocent enough gesture that no one would think twice about entering the room. It was his first move and a subtle indication of what he wanted.
As I normally would, I moved a little closer to him on the couch. Not so much that it would cause a stir, but just enough to show my interest in reciprocating. None of us ever said “let’s fuck,” but this fraternal ritual was one we knew well.
I leaned down a little more and gave him a kiss. His mustache against my beard was a novelty since the last time we’d played, but neither of us seemed to mind. I took off my shirt and let him feel my hairy chest. He closed his eyes as he ran his hand down my shorts, feeling the heat of my crotch before touching my cock.
I wondered, for a man like him, married with kids, how long it had been since he’d been with a man. Not just me, but any man. His breathy, focused demeanor seemed desperate for a taste. It was only the night before that Luke was desperate for the same thing.
As Jonah stripped off his shorts and dropped to his knees, I did my best to keep my ears open for any sounds in the house. Luke was upstairs, but it was only a matter of time before he woke up. I knew I could wear my clothes if I had to… but I asked myself… do I need to?
Jonah worshiped my cock, sucking it down to the balls and inhaling my scent…not knowing that some Luke might still be in my pubic hair. The thought made me even harder, thinking of my hot nephew and his stepdad. I wondered what would they say if they knew about each other? Jonah can be tricky since he’s now a father. But between my legs, giving me oral sex, he was simply my brother, the brother I had always known.
I must have lost track of time or I just couldn’t hear the floorboards creaking over Jonah’s hungry taste of my flesh. I looked up from the dark hair between my legs and saw Luke standing there, watching.
We made eye contact. My eyebrows rose, feeling trapped. I did not know what to do. It was as if my perverted imagination had made it happen. I wanted to bolt in shock, but I was weak from Jonah’s cocksucking. I was silent, studying Luke’s face, looking for a sign of him.
To my pleasant surprise, Luke just watched. He looked fascinated to see his stepdad on his knees, sucking my cock. He probably never thought about what his stepdad’s sex life was like, let alone that it might involve guys… including me.
Luke’s handsome face didn’t look away. He looked fixed. I couldn’t help but go rock hard, enjoying the smooth, wet movements of my brother’s lips on my shaft. I didn’t want to upset Jonah, but I had to tell him.
