Featuring:The flight back wasn't too different than the flight over, except the rest of the family has gotten involved... “Where’s my fucking toothbrush?” I yelled as I was looking through the bathroom’s cabinets. Today we were going home after the most amazing, wonderful, sexiest holiday of my life. It almost felt like I had been reborn, with a new lease on life. “I got it, I got it, Oliver. I already packed it in our wash bag.” Tom told me, coming into the bathroom. He was wearing a pink t-shirt and a pair of white short shorts. “Oh, thanks.” I smiled, giving him a sweet kiss. “Mm, my pleasure.” Tom winked, before we came out of the bathroom. “You can thank me in more ways than just words though.” He smirked, running a hand down my back before squeezing my ass. “Nope, not right now. We gotta leave in like 10 minutes!” Dad told us, coming over with his suitcase. He was wearing a grey tank top that showed off his powerful arms and a pair of black shorts. “Fiiiiine.” Tom pouted. I hurried back to my bedroom, which I had slept in with Ross last night, who was there zipping up his own suitcase. He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of mid length, blue shorts. “Looking forward to the flight?” Ross smirked, reminding me of our last one. “Fuck yeah.” We arrived at LAX and were soon waiting in line for security. Ross casually had his arm around me as we were chatting, keeping it innocent for the other surrounding travellers. Well, I thought that’s what we were doing. However, as we got closer to the front of the line, we saw people removing belts and shoes.
“Mmm, I think you should take everything off. Y’know, just to be safe.” Ross said quietly into my ear, sending chills down my spine. “You’re the one with the large, mysterious package.” I flirted back, subtly brushing my knuckles against his crotch. “Oooo, if it wasn't illegal, I'd fuck you right here, right now.” Ross growled into my ear, making my cock twitch. “Alright boys, behave.” Dad told us, giving us a ‘don't be stupid' look. When we came out of security. We were left to our own devices in the terminal. After we had a bite to eat, we went to our gate but we still had about a 50 minute wait. “If you boys wanna go explore, I'll wait here.” Dad offered, :sitting in one of the last row of seats that were free. “I'll hang with you, Daddy.” Ross assured him, sitting beside him. “Alright. Don't you boys start anything though. Keep it in your pants.” Dad said, quietly enough for nobody to hear. “We’ll do our best.” Tom assured him, before the two of us went off to explore. “So where do we go first?” I asked, looking around. “We’re gonna whip it out of our pants.” Tom simply answered, taking my hand and leading me away. “Are you serious?” I half laughed. “It's either that or I bury my face into your lap, right on the plane.” Tom reasoned as we went closer and closer to the men’s toilets. “You are out of control.” I laughed as he practically pushed me inside. “And that’s why you’re gonna tame me.” Tom smirked. It was sorta quiet inside as we went through, with a couple of guys at the sinks and some of the stalls were locked. But we found one at the very end that was free to use and, after making sure nobody was looking, Tom pushed me inside. The moment Tom locked the door behind me, he crashed our lips together, cupping my face and holding my waist, soon pinning me against the tiled wall. Hungrily, Tom’s mouth attacked my lips as I wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling his tongue slide through my lips. My hands soon ran up beneath his pink shirt, feeling his bare skin as his hands squeezed my ass. “Mmm fuck… What have we got, about 40 minutes?” Tom breathed, breaking off and hurriedly whipping out his cock. “Y-Yeah…” I stammered, pushing my own shorts down my thighs. “Good, plenty of time. Turn around, baby.” Tom instructed me in a low voice. I did as he asked, turning around so my bare ass was facing him. “Mmmm, thanks bro.” Tom whispered into my ear before kissing my shoulder. I heard him spit onto his cock behind me before I could feel the tip of his shaft at the entrance to my hole. “Ready, darling?” He asked, running a hand up the front of my shirt. “Mmhmm…” I nodded, parting my legs. He kissed my cheek before covering my mouth with his hand to keep me quiet. I felt his cock push through my hole and as he went deeper, I clawed at the tiles. It was really hard not to moan loudly as I felt the familiar, hot penetration of him going inside me, at a fast pace. “Ohhhh fuck yeah, Ollie.” He purred into my ear, before pulling his hips back and thrusting back into me. I moaned quietly into his hand as his cock began sliding in and out of me, sending pleasure straight through my body. “Mmm shit… I needed this so badly, bro…” Tom quietly grunted, carefully not to slap his balls too loudly against my skin. He kissed my neck and ran his hand up my shirt, feeling my body up. “Awh fuck, I'm so hard, Oliver…” Tom breathed, sending chills through my body as one of his fingers pushed through my lips for me to suck on. I swirled my tongue around his digit as he nibbled on my ear. “Fuck yeah, that’s it, Ollie. God, I love you so much… Your body is always there for me…” Tom muttered, pinching my nipple with his free hand. Meanwhile, I reached down with one hand and was stroking myself off. Precum dripped out the tip of my cock and onto the floor as Tom continued to fuck me, determined to cum as soon as possible. “I'm gonna cum inside you, got that?” Tom told me, still nibbling at my ear. “Mmhmm…” I nodded on his finger, which was soon joined by a second. “I'm gonna cum inside you, and you’re gonna keep my loads inside you… You’re gonna feel me leaking out of your ass on the plane…” Tom continued, before finally turning my head towards him. His fingers slipped out of my lips, wet in drool, before he kissed me passionately. We quietly moaned into each other’s mouth, getting closer and closer as Tom’s teeth nibbled on my bottom lip. I couldn't take it any more. My knees buckled and I had to stop myself from moaning loudly, when my cock erupted. I splattered cum all over the tiled wall, painting it in my white cum. “Fuck yeah, Ollie! Shit, that’s so hot…” Tom grunted, looking me in the eyes. “Fuck, I'm gonna cum…” He muttered, my hole still being bashed into. “Please. Please give it to me.” I whispered, desperately. Tom soon buried his face into my neck and sank his teeth into my skin before he plunged his cock deep inside me. He let out a long but quiet groan of relief as I felt his cock twitch inside me, flooding my hole with his warm seed. His body shuddered as he pumped load after load inside of me, drenching my insides with his seed. When Tom finished, he stumbled back, slipping his cock out of my ass in the process. Worn out, I slowly turned around to see Tom’s sweaty face as he was recovering from the intense orgasm. “Happy now?” I half laughed, grabbing some toilet roll and wiping my own face down. “Oh yeah. Definitely.” Tom nodded, running his hand through his hair. “Don't pretend like you didn't enjoy it.” He winked. “Oh, I didn't plan to. That was fucking amazing.” I chuckled, quietly. After scrubbing down the cum-soaked wall, we hurriedly pulled our clothes on. “Lemme just check if it’s clear…” Tom said, barely above a whisper, before peeking his head over the top of the stall. “Okay, it's clear, c’mon.” He smiled, taking my hand before unlocking the door and hurrying away. We quickly returned to Dad and Ross, but I could tell from the look they gave us that they had already figured it out. Tom and I blushed as we approached our Daddy and brother. “You boys are so obvious.” Dad sighed. “Nobody saw us.” Tom defended. “Luckily.” Ross scoffed. “Don't you act all innocent, you’re the one who humped Oliver for like 30 minutes on a public beach.” Tom pointed out. “Touché.” Ross shrugged, unashamed. “What am I gonna do with you boys.” Dad sighed, though amused. Finally, it was time to board the plane. The three of us got onboard and followed the directions to our seats. Again, we were in a row of seats in the centre of the plane. I was going to be sitting between Dad and Ross this time and as I sat down, Ross was lifting suitcases up into the trunk above us. I couldn't help but stare at his arms as they flexed and his trail that was being flashed at me as his tank top lifted up. “Have you always been staring at me like this?” Ross chuckled quietly before sitting down next to me. “Pretty much.” I shrugged, blushing a bit. “Now why does that turn me on so much?” Ross sighed before giving me a quick peck on the lips. “Are you boys gonna be able to behave yourselves for an entire 11 hours?” Dad asked us, unconvinced. “Probably not.” Tom admitted. “Just please be careful.” Dad told us. “We will, Daddy.” I assured him, placing my hand on his thigh, feeling it through the thin fabric of his black shorts. “Of course. Even if your bare arms do make it hard to control ourselves.” Tom flirted, subtly kissing Dad’s bicep. To be fair, for most of the trip, we behaved. There was some flirting and some touching but for the first few hours, Ross and I were both watching movies together. He had his bare arm wrapped around me as I leaned my head against his chest. However, during the third movie, the lights on the plane dimmed. Most people had put their blindfolds on or were trying to sleep and the air stewards were coming down the aisles less frequently. So I shouldn't have been too surprised when Ross' free hand reached out for mine and guided it towards his crotch. “Are you sure?” I whispered. He answered by leaning in and kissing me, passionately. So, I rubbed his hardening his cock, feeling it press grow against the palm of my hand. “Mmmm, that’s it, baby…” Ross whispered as his lips broke off. “Fuck, you’re so hot, Ross…” I shuddered as he checked nobody was coming. “Mmm, you too, baby.” Ross smirked, looking back at me. “If you guys are gonna get naughty at least do it safely.” Dad sighed next to me. Tom was looking over, too, touching himself. Dad pulled out the blanket in the seat pocket in front of him, pulled it out of it’s packaging and put it over mine and Ross’ laps. “Thanks Daddy.” Ross softly moaned as I squeezed the rod of meat beneath the shorts. “Oh, I'm just getting started.” Dad told me, taking out another blanket for his and Tom’s laps. Dad’s hand went under the blanket and soon reached for my own hardening cock, giving it a squeeze. “Mmm…” I softly moaned as I felt his big hand press against it. “Oh yeah…” Tom also sighed with relief, as Dad’s other hand did the same to him. Tom and I clearly had the same instinct as we both reached out for Dad’s cock. Both our hands palmed at the fat cock standing in the thin shorts, squeezing the rod together. “Mmm, that’s it…” Dad breathed, squeezing our cocks together at the same time as encouragement. Meanwhile, Ross’ arm retracted from around my shoulder so he could reach beneath the blanket too and join Dad in touching me, running his hand up my thigh. “Mmm yeah, you like that baby?” Ross whispered into my ear, making me bite my lip and nod. Tom, meanwhile, was soon pulling at Dad’s shorts enough to whip the cock out beneath the blanket. “I like your way of thinking.” Dad smirked. “Go on, boys, you do the same.” He told us. At first, Ross was confused as he couldn't see what happened, but as I began unbuttoning the button of his shorts, he quickly got the message. Soon, all four of us had our cocks out beneath the blankets. Tom and I each had our fingers wrapped around Dad’s cock, his at the top, mine at the bottom of the shaft as we both pumped it together. Dad was stroking mine and Tom’s cocks too, while Ross was playfully fondling my balls, teasing my taint with his finger tips. And then I was still stroking Ross off, trying to keep the same rhythm that Tom and I had going on Dad. All the while, we were at the dead centre of the plane, surrounded by people. Thankfully most of them were asleep, watching a movie or not paying attention. Ross and Tom were the main lookouts, checking on the aisles for the stewards. “Fuck, it feels so good…” I shuddered. “Fuck yeah, it does…” Dad muttered, feeling two of his sons’ hands pumping his meat. “Stop!” Tom hissed. All of our hands instantly paused beneath the blankets as a stewardess soon came down with a trolly of drinks. “Would you like anything?” She asked in a hushed tone. “No thanks-” “We have soft drinks, water, beer, white wine-” “We’re good.” Dad insisted. She nodded before continuing on down the aisle. We all exchanged naughty chuckles. Then, back to the handjobs it was. “Fuck, it's taking every ounce of control not to fuck you on this plane right here, right now…” Ross growled into my ear as he reeled his hand back to taste the precum that had oozed onto his hand. “Oh God, I'd give anything for an orgy right now.” Tom groaned. “If we’re not absolutely exhausted by the time we get home, the minute we walk through that door, I'm throwing one of you against a wall.” Dad warned us. “Don't stop just cos I'm on the verge of passing out.” Tom half laughed. “Stop!” Ross then whispered, urgently. We all quickly stopped as a man walked past towards the toilets. “And resume.” Dad said. “Wait Dad… Can I take over?” Ross asked, referring to the cock being gripped by our father. “Sure thing.” Dad winked, releasing my cock so Ross could have it. “Fuck yeah. Just like old times.” Ross purred, looking me in the eyes before kissing me again, even more passionately than before. He stroked me fast as his tongue slithered into my mouth, making me moan softly into his mouth. As we kissed, Dad kept an eye out for us, rubbing my thigh. The hand I had on Dad’s cock slipped off, giving Tom full control, so I could reach over and run it up under Ross’ tank top, feeling his abs against my finger tips. “Stop.” Dad told us. I retracted the hand in his shirt and paused the hand that was pumping Ross’ meat as our lips broke off. We waited as the same man returned from the toilet, strolling past. The moment he was gone, Ross and I went back to stroking each other off, our hands soaked in precum. “I-I’m close…” I stammered, looking up into his big, brown, puppy eyes. “Do it, baby. Cum for me.” Ross encouraged me as my toes curled. “C’mon, Ollie. I wanna make you cum for the second time on a plane. Let's make this a tradition.” He purred, lifting his tank top enough to show off his lower abs and trail. I couldn't hold back any longer. As the orgasm rushed through me, I sank my teeth into Ross’ bicep. “Arrrrrgh, fuck yeah, Ollie!” Ross growled as I began shooting all over his hand, onto my abdomen and into the blanket. I shuddered and shook in the seat as the climax rushed through my body. “Mmm yeaaah, baby, good boyyyy…” Ross purred. My hand on his cock had paused as I heavily breathed into his arm. Apparently, watching me cum was enough for Tom to be sent over the edge as well. “Argh shit!” He whimpered, stretching his legs out as he too, began soaking the blanket on his lap. “Ohhh yeah, that’s it, son…” Dad breathed. As I was coming down from my orgasm, Ross slipped his hand from beneath my blanket. It was dripping in my cum. I watched as he licked and slurped it off of his hand. “Mmmm fuck, that tastes good…” Ross muttered, gulping down every drop. “You’re so fucking hot…” I whimpered. “Mmmm, you too, baby. Now return the favour and you can have an airline snack as well.” Ross winked, putting my hand back on his throbbing cock as he wrapped his other arm around my shoulders again. “I'll do whatever the fuck you want.” I muttered before eagerly pumping the long rod of meat beneath the blanket. “Oh fuck yeah you will… That’s what makes you such an awesome brother.” Ross groaned, quietly, as he rolled his head back. As I stroked him off, I found myself craving to taste Ross’ body. So, I pulled the arm hole over Ross’ chest until I could see his nipple. I leaned down and hungrily began sucking on it. “Ohhhhh fuck, you naughty little freak.” Ross smirked, gripping my hair as he checked nobody was coming. I gently nibbled on the pink nub as Ross groaned and hissed, still pumping his inches. “You close, Ross?” I asked, soon kissing his chest as my hand was slick with his precum. “Oh, you know it, baby…” Ross muttered. He was breathing heavier and heavier, I could tell it was gonna happen any moment. “St-Stop!” Ross stammered. I paused my hand as a steward came strolling by on his aisle with his own trolley of drinks. “Would you like any drinks?” He asked us while my thumb gently swirled around the mushroom tip. “Nn-no thanks.” Ross muttered. “Are you sure? We have water, tea, cola, orange juice-” “No-!” Ross cut him off. I quickly felt cum begin shooting out the tip of his cock. His hand closed into a tight fist as Ross tried to look as normal as possible, as he looked up at the steward. “Alright.” The man said before resuming his way down the sleepy aisle. “Arrggghhhh fuuuuck youuuu…” Ross growled at me as he shot his last round, his body shuddering from head to toe. “Sorry!” I said, guilty but also amused. “No you’re fucking not.” He half laughed as he came down from his high. I released the grip of his cock and brought my hand up to my mouth to lick his delicious cum from it. “Yeah, is that nice?” Ross smirked, watching me. “Mmmhmm…” I nodded, licking up a big dollop. “Yeah? Gimme a taste.” Ross said, cupping my head and pulling me into a kiss. As we made out, we passed the cum between our mouths, until it gulped down our throats. “Only one more to go.” Ross said, breaking off my lips and looking over at Dad. He certainly looked close. Tom had followed my lead and was now sucking on his nipple through the armhole of the tank top. I could see the speed of him jerking Dad off beneath the blanket. “You wanna help him out, Ollie?” Dad asked me, raising his arm and exposing his sweaty pit. “Oh fuck yes…” I shuddered and like a moth, drawn to a flame, my tongue was magnetised to the lake of sweat. I hungrily began lapping it up, tasting the salty goodness of his pit. My hand ran up his thigh, towards Dad’s beautiful balls. I massaged them as Tom was still stroking the powerful meat. “Oh shit, I'm gonna- arrrrrggghhhhh fuckkkkk…” Dad let out a low, guttural groan as his cock erupted from beneath the blanket. As he came down from his intense climax, both me and Tom pulled our soaked hands out from under the blanket to slurp and lick them clean. “Hey, share.” Ross pouted at me, pulling my hand towards his mouth and licking at my fingers. As we all recovered from our intense, quadruple handjob, we stuffed our cocks back into our pants, satisfied. Ross had his arm around me yet again as I cuddled up to him. “Damn I'm thirsty. Service around here stinks.” Dad joked, making us all laugh and chuckle. “Think I'm gonna fall asleep now.” I admitted. “Mind if I use you as a pillow?” I asked my older brother.. “Go ahead, baby.” Ross whispered. It wasn't long at all before I drifted off to sleep, completely content. Our weird and strange family dynamic was coming home, new and improved. What sort of antics could we get up to, when we’re back to day to day life? I had no idea, but I was excited to find out...
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