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While most people were happy to come home from a brief respite of the college rigors, there were few who found such a surprise waiting for them at home as Juno did.

With another semester in the books, he was leaving his dorm with his head held high, earning solid marks and giving him a reason to celebrate when he made it back to his parent's house for the summer. He was assured that he was going to be given a proper reward when he arrived for studying so hard, but preparing it was going to take a little while.

Juno didn't mind having to drive himself back as a result, though he hadn't been given any sort of inkling to what awaited him.

"No banner out front or anything," he muttered, looking up the driveway to the garage that he'd spent so much time in growing up. "Guess they're planning on doing a smaller event?"

His tone was a little weary from the long drive, but he wasn't actually disappointed at the thought. Juno was the life of the party when he wanted to be, but he was flexible, and didn't mind a more intimate affair when there was family involved.

He also didn't anticipate there being such emphasis on the intimacy...it was far from his thoughts as he parked the car and left his stuff in the trunk and the backseat; he couldn't be bothered to bring anything inside right then, save for a day bag with a change of clothes and some toiletries.

Even that was weighing heavily on the shoulder of the orca whale as he climbed up the stairs of the porch and gave the knob a curious twist. Just like he was used to, the front door was unlocked, and he smiled warmly as it opened easily into the living room.

"Make sure you don't waste the good surprise on me!" he called out, expecting a crowd of people to jump out from behind the furniture. When there was only silence, he closed the front door behind him and stepped into the landing, taking a glance around the room to see what was going on. "...Or...any surprise, for that matter?"

His smile was fading, until he heard a call from the kitchen: "We're in here, Juno! Welcome home!"

He dropped the day bag immediately and hurried through the living room, past the table in the dining room. He slid to a stop and looked in the kitchen, but just as quick as he'd come, he covered up his face and gasped, utterly flustered.

"I...I can leave for a little bit if you want!" Juno didn't expect to see his parents in the middle of a slow, passionate grind on each other, but that was the risk of running off to college: an empty nest was filled with unpredictable encounters. "I'm so sorry, I didn't think-

"I feel like he isn't all that impressed with his surprise," York murmured, interrupting him. Despite his disappointed tone, he was grinning wide as he noticed the bashful warmth creeping across his son's face. "I'm not sure why , though. I was sure that he was into this kind of thing!"

Hugging up against the impressive orca was Jumu, Juno's other father. A hulking and massive orca himself, Jumu was one of the few people who could stand against York and look even remotely impressive, but feasting his eyes on both of them at the same time was enough to give Juno a case of the sweats.

"If his last summer vacation was any indicator, I'd say that we should be a little insulted right now," Jumu suggested. "To think he didn't just slide between us when he came running into the room..."

Though he could see what his parents meant by preparations, Juno wasn't given any chance to prepare for the moment, himself. His shorts were getting tighter by the minute as he peeked through his digits, unable to resist looking at the pair of hulking, muscular men, but his wildest parties at the college didn't hold a stick to the kind of trouble he got into when his parents were both around.

His resistance melting to playing with them and joining in the surprise party wasn't a matter of if, but a matter of when...and they knew it wouldn't take long at all.

"Sorry that it takes a little readjusting to the way you two operate," Juno forced an apology as his palm came away from his face. "Most people come home from college and have a meal with family or a party with their local friends, you know."

"We've never been most people," York reminded him. "Though, we've never heard you complain about that, either."

York wasn't wrong, and already, he could see an uncomfortable bulge starting in Juno's shorts, leaving an impression that would have gotten him into trouble in public. "For being so ungrateful, he sure is enjoying the show," Jumu noted, allowing his eyes to fall to the same spot. "I was gonna say that we should let him join in, but if he's gonna give us this kind of attitude..."

Juno knew that his fathers were just messing with him, but that didn't stop his surprised expression from turning to a sour frown.

"N-No, it's not like that!" Juno protested. "I just...just needed a minute to adjust; that's all. I'm not used to surprises like this when I get back to my dorm room!"

"Sounds like you need a better roommate next semester, then."

"I'd settle for a place of my own," Juno replied. "Of course, if I had that, you two would have to come visit me more often."

"Are we allowed to visit if we dress like this?" Juno asked.

His son was already approaching the middle of the muscular sandwich as he nodded. "Not that I think it would stop you two if I said otherwise, but I'm okay with my house being clothing optional."

Both of his fathers were grinning as they grabbed him and pulled him into the middle, smashing him between an already tight gap. The kitchen had a wider galley than most, but with three beastly men sharing the space, movement became difficult...not that any of them would complain about the force friction.

As York's cock passed between the back of his legs and started growing stiff into his thighs, Juno looked down and saw Jumu's flesh sitting up against his torso, spurting precum up with such force that it reached his shoulders. He'd always been impressed by the massive, rippling muscles of his family tree and was blessed with a similar build, but most of all, Juno couldn't believe just how well-endowed both of his parents were.

As a result, Juno was a hit at his college parties, but the best times he ever had were spent right in the other room; his face grinding into the living room floor as York plowed into his asshole and Jumu stuffed his throat were better than any kegger he'd ever been to.

"A clothing optional house? We must be rubbing off on you a little bit," York teased his son as he began shifting his hips, letting Juno feel just how eager he was to get through with the pleasantries. "What would you say if we told you our house was currently clothing free?"

"I'd say you two need to give me some room," Juno teased. "Because there's no way I can strip right now between the two of you!"

Jumu looked across at York with a grin. "Should we keep the poor boy all wrapped up a little longer? His poor cock looks like it's going to burst through those seams any second now!"

Later on in the summer months, they'd be willing to tease Juno a little longer than that, but all three orcas were struggling with their anticipation. As recently as spring break, the seed of excitement was being planted, and now that it had been watered and tended to every day, it was prime to burst through the soil and flower beautifully.

Like the force of nature it was, nothing could hold it back any longer. York shook his head in a rare moment of disagreement with his husband.

Giving his son a look that could only be followed with a sigh of relief, York denied him a terrible fate. "I think we'd better let the boy get settled in...he's had a long, tough drive to get back home, and after being cooped up in a car all day, I bet he'd like a little freedom to move around."

The sigh of relief that escaped Juno's lips was genuine, but short lived as Jumu looked to the empty living room. "Just enough freedom to get to the floor over there, right?"

York replied with a devious grin. " Exactly."

**

What little clothing Juno had to his name was left in tatters on the way to the living room floor, and what resistance he had to being sandwiched between his parents was facetious, at best.

Still, hearing those cute, whimpering protests was driving York wild, and it kept Jumu watching eagerly from the sidelines as York won the first chance to take Juno from behind.

"You should really get the next size up in shorts," York suggested, being a parent to his son at the same time as being a lover. "Your cock is getting hugged so tightly that it's just gotta be uncomfortable for you!"

Reaching around his son's hips to feel the exposed flesh, there was no doubt that it was better off, now that it had been released from the tight, fabric prison that once held it. Containing so much bulge in tight shorts was hard enough, but struggling with a partial erection the whole way home left Juno in such a state of need that his precum was soaking into the carpet, just from the softest, quickest touch of his father's palm.

A stroke down the side of that member made Juno tense up with delight, but it relaxed him in another way, as a trio of lubricated digits pumped into his asshole and stretched it out for something quite a bit larger than a mere fist.

"Never thought I'd h-hear you complain about seeing me in t-those kinds of clothes," Juno teased back at his dad, able to keep his wits and humor about him with the best of them; at least, until York finally decided to penetrate him fully. "But if you really want me to size up...

York snickered. "We both know that's not what I meant," he murmured, pulling his hand free sharply and leaving his son's pucker to gape. "Seems you still haven't worked that smart mouth out of your system, have you?"

"Can't help that I take after the two of you so well."

It was a clever retort, but rather than meeting wits with wits, York rolled his eyes and dropped the equine flare of his cock against Juno's entrance and gave it a teasing jab. "You really do," he agreed. "It's a wonder that you're able to keep up with your classes when you've probably got half the school hounding you for a good lay."

Juno was popular for what some would call all the wrong reasons, but there were very few students who hadn't gone for a ride on his impressive length. His reputation for being a good time made him the regular relief of students that were dealing with quite a bit of stress, and he extended that service to his family more than anyone else; he knew just how much York loved stuffing him from behind.

There was no questioning the throb of excitement that attacked Juno from the inside as York drove the first foot of his massive cock forth, spreading Juno's tight, squeezing tailhole around the front end of his member. It was more than the average being could ever hope to take, but there was so much more left for Juno to handle...and his father didn't need to ask if he was up to the task.

Their incestuous history was all the evidence he needed, and with a smirk, he pumped forth again, shaking Juno's entire body and giving Jumu some excellent footage for the bank of photos that he kept on his smartphone.

"It's easy to s-say no," Juno tripped over his words slightly as he curled his digits into the carpet. "When I get to come home to this kind of treatment...f-fuck, Dad...did you g-get even bigger somehow?!"

York couldn't help a cheeky grin at the thought, and across the way, Jumu was snickering and giving his own length a brief stroke, watching with eager interest. "I'm already almost balls deep, kiddo. You don't have to flatter me," he joked with Juno as he leaned over his back and held him steady, easing his massive length further in until his thick, heavy balls came to settle against his own son with a quiet bump.

Juno knew that the first thrust would be the only gentle one, and for a moment, he and his father just stayed close, enjoying a warm and forbidden embrace. With arms around his stomach and a cock reaching so deep inside that he worried he might split in two, Juno was enjoying the feeling of being home more than he ever had before; no matter where he looked, he was loved, whether it was the way York nuzzled into the muscles upon his upper back, or the way Jumu watched them so passionately from close by.

Somehow, it felt as if they'd already been at it for hours, even when it had only been a couple of minutes. Juno found that time actually slowed a little bit when he was being split between his parents, and he could think of no greater blessing.

Providing his end of that blessing, York gripped his son tight by the hips, pulled back slightly, and drove forth once more with the kind of force that shook the furniture around them. "I never said you could stop flattering me, either," the older orca teased his son as he watched Juno struggling just to capture a breath.

When he was so completely stuffed from behind, even a quick, tiny breath could be a struggle, but what a _wonderful_struggle it was...

"If you're not careful, there won't be anything left for me to play with," Jumu chimed in as he watched, keeping an eye on the action in real time, while snapping the occasional clip with his smartphone. "I think he's been going easy on himself at that college, after all..."

"Never would have thought he was the type to take it easy," York murmured, pumping his hips without a single break in the action. "But if you're that worried, I suppose I can see if he's still got skills from the other end."

York knew that Juno was doing just fine, but the warm, ivory flesh of his son's cock needed to find a home, and he was determined to see just how much of it he could take on a brief warm up.

Jumu could already see the intention in his husband's eyes as he started to ease back from their son. His length was still dripping as it finally popped free and left a spew of precum across Juno's back, but the lewd display only served to fire Jumu up for his turn at the plate.

A wide, gaping pucker was left behind as York stood up and admired just how well his son stretched out around him. "I don't think I've ever seen you pull out early," Jumu watched with a brief flicker of his tongue across his own lips, admiring just how thick and messy his husband's member was. "Not that I needed a reminder of it, but you must really love me more than you let on..."

Jumu offered York a wink, and as the pair of orcas passed each other, they shared a brief, but entirely intense kiss. Swapping places, York gathered his own smartphone from the couch and went down to the floor, flat on his back. "I love my whole family more than I can possibly express," he admitted, no trace of bashfulness in his voice. "But I think letting my son return the favor while my husband takes his turn might get the point across."

Their son was so eager to get back to the action that before Jumu could settle in and kneel behind him, he was climbing over York's body. Their cocks brushed alongside each other in a mingle of flesh that was similar in shape and size, but the different colored flesh made for an interesting contrast of ebony and ivory as both rods pulsed and throbbed against each other.

Overzealous to get started, Juno could only chuckle at himself as he leaned back slightly and allowed York to lift his legs back a bit. "I don't think anyone else gets this kind of treatment when they come home from school," Juno admitted. Where others would have had shame about such a relationship with their parents, he didn't seem bothered by their odd dynamic in the least. "If it wasn't such a long drive, I'd just come home from class every day!"

"Absence is said to make the heart grow fonder," Jumu pointed out. He finally took his place behind Juno and eased the tip of his nearly humanoid member against his son's stretched, well-used tailhole, eager to get through his own turn. "And we'd hate for you to get bored with us, kiddo."

Juno immediately shook his head. "I could never ," he claimed, his voice elated as he imitated Jumu's approach, dragging the tip of his equine-shaped length between York's full, swollen orbs. Even that bit of warmth was enough to draw a spurt of precum from his tip, but it was the lewd heat of his father's backside that called to him and finally brought him to the moment of penetration.

Like a perfectly working machine, when Jumu pushed forth, Juno would recreate the act for York, allowing all of them to stay connected in an act of bliss that was too blissful to be forbidden.

"I think the boy is just trying to flatter us, now," York replied. "We're really blessed to have such a sweet child, aren't we?"

"Sweet, and _damn_tight," Jumu agreed, guiding the rounded tip of his cock forth. Even after taking all that York had to offer, there was still some grip and resistance by Juno, who waited until his inner muscles started feeling full to lean forward on his end. "Maybe he hasn't been as busy out there at school, but he hasn't lost any skill!"

Juno learned from his parents that he should take pride in his role and ability as a lover, and along with that came the process of making sure he could clench anyone who was lucky enough to experience his innermost depths.

Having learned just how Jumu liked his flesh to be squeezed, Juno applied just a little extra pressure the whole way through that first pump, before guiding the wide, heated flare of his own cock into York's waiting passage.

One set of massive, swollen orbs came to settle against Juno as his own bumped up to York's backside, and eyes darted back and forth between each other as the beastly orcas waited to see who would crack first.

Juno wanted to prove that he'd gained a little more endurance that semester, but where his fathers were grinning, he was already starting to lose his composure.

"It's...n-not fair!" he whimpered, wincing his eyes and trying not to climax from the first thrust. "You two always put me in the middle, and it f-feels so fucking good!"

York had to resist rolling his eyes. "You're welcome, Juno."

That any of them could be bashful in the middle of such a taboo moment was surprising, but Juno wasn't caught off guard by the sudden, deep pump of Jumu's length. He'd been on the sidelines long enough that he wasn't interested in warming his son up a second time, and much to his delight, Juno was taking every inch without a struggle, providing the warm, tight accommodations that his father had so dearly missed.

"I swear, this kid..." Jumu's voice trailed off as he started breathing heavier, wanting to give his son the kind of deep, brutal fuck that he might have missed while away from home. "You think he m-might learn to be grateful...o-once in a while!"

York would have been surprised at how quick his son and husband were approaching their orgasm, if he wasn't already leaking such a heavy stream of precum from his own length. The rod was sandwiched neatly between his own impressive bulk and the mirror image of it in Juno's flesh, and each time his son leaned forth to give a new, fresh pump from his hips, their smooth bodies rubbed around it and stroked it, giving him pleasure even when he was the only one still exposed.

"I'm pretty sure he'll change his tune in a minute or two," York suggested, able to feel just how heavily Juno was throbbing within his cavern. "Maybe even a little l-less than that..."

Straining hard and trying to outlast his parents, Juno felt their perfect rhythm broken by Jumu's impressive pace and his own trembling form. "No, I...I c-can go a little longer!" he protested, thinking that mind over matter would be enough to stand against the overwhelming pleasure that his fathers offered him.

History would have told him that he was wrong, and even in that moment, nothing had changed.

"You haven't been home in months, and you're really gonna try to hold out on us?" Jumu leaned in closer and wrapped his arms tight around Juno's torso, keeping such a grip on him that he couldn't hope to break free of it. "I don't f-fucking think so, kiddo."

Such a long break from spending 'quality time' with York and Jumu left Juno graciously unprepared for the amount of force that they could produce with a single thrust.

As Jumu bottomed out inside of him and slapped his backside harshly with the weight of his sack, Juno felt his entire body seize up. Scarcely able to move, it was the combined clenching of York's skillful asshole and the driving, pounding weight of Jumu behind him that finally pushed Juno to his breaking point, before utterly _shattering_it.

The poor boy could hardly whimper his praises for their efforts. "That...t-that isn't...f-fucking fair!" he cried out, but his voice did nothing to stop the pummeling drive of Jumu's hips, and the burst of cum that erupted across his own insides, only seconds after his balls started draining into York.

Where his father was able to hold out a little longer and keep most of the mess from the floor, his time away from home left Juno leaking as Jumu's length simply poured seed into his stretched, abused tailhole. The volume was leaking out and soaking the back of his thighs in mere seconds, and with each deep, powerful throb, Jumu forced Juno to spill his plentiful seed in York's grateful passage.

Even York couldn't quite contain it all, but he wasn't complaining about the warmth that eased over the base of his rump. His own juices were starting to burst between himself and Juno, leaving his son's chest and neck coated in the same mess that was seeping into the carpet...but it was hardly the biggest mess they'd made in that room before.

"Once again," he paused for a breath, "You're w-welcome..."

York and Jumu were sharing a grin behind their panting breaths as Juno tried not to collapse between them. He'd been thrown right into the gauntlet the moment he walked in the door, and after such a long and exhausting drive, he hardly had the endurance to keep up...but he knew from the break in the action that they'd let him off the hook with a warm up.

After a good night of sleep and a full, nutritious meal to start the next day, he didn't think his fathers would go so easy on him...and he quietly hoped that he was right.