Dominic Andrews finished the last set of pull ups. Sweat dripped from his tanned body that he wiped up with a towel. He stripped off his black tank top, leaving him in a pair of running shorts and sneakers.
Dominic was a man of 42 years old, although he didn't look it. He was insanely tall (6 feet 2) and muscular, which was no surprise from a former professional wrestler. His chest was mostly hair free, except for a little on his pecs and a happy trail leading down to his crotch. Although, he kept his arms, legs, and bathing suit region hairy. His head was entirely shaved, but he did have a bushy black beard on his chin. He had piercing brown eyes. His arms were covered with an assortment of tattoos.
Dominic had been a professional wrestler out of college. Although his degree was in business, wrestling was a favorite pastime of his. He was at the top of his game for the longest time, winning several titles and championships. At the age of 31, he quit to start a highly profitable energy drink company. It allowed him to provide a wonderful life for his family.
Oh yes, Dominic's family. Dominic's career allowed for a high amount of women throwing themselves at him. A few years in, he met Julia Kim, a 20-year-old fashion major from New York. He and Julia had a one night stand which produced a son, named Tyler. Dominic had tried to get them married, but Julia wanted nothing to do with him or their son. She didn't want to be tied down, so she left Tyler with Dominic and ran off.
Dominic spent many years trying to have a second parent in the home. He went through many men and women, but most of them wanted either his body, fame, or money. Not many of them really cared for Tyler.
Just as Dominic was about to give up, he met Christina Stone. Christina was a corporate lawyer for Dominic's company with a son of her own, Charlie. Charlie was only a year younger than Tyler, but the two became fast friends.
The marriage had been good to them both. About two months prior to the present day, Christina found out that she was pregnant with Dominic's children. They were going to have twins! Dominic was so ecstatic.
Dominic exited the workout room in his mansion. Today was a good day for him to spend some time in the home gym. Christina had some business to attend to in Sacramento, so she left Dominic home with the boys, not that they needed attending. Tyler was 19 and Charlie had turned 18 only a month ago. Figuring out what to do for dinner, he climbed the stairs towards the kitchen.
Once there, he saw Charlie was there already. Charlie was small for his age, around 5 foot 3. He had blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, just like his mother. The boy had some light muscle tone from swimming. Charlie was in the kitchen, working on homework.
"Hey Dad, I was just finishing up some homework." Charlie smiled.
Dominic smiled. Charlie was always the studious one.
Dominic was always amazed that Charlie had taken to him so well. He had been worried that Charlie would resent him for replacing his real father. However, Charlie really gravitated to him, and Dominic knew why.
"Great, I was thinking about taking us out for dinner tonight. Have you seen your brother?" Dominic asked.
"He's outside, working on his car. Where else would he be?" Charlie replied.
"Thanks Charlie. Finish up your homework while I take a shower, and I'll take you out when I'm done." Dominic said.
Dominic strode over to the door to the garage. Swinging it open, he saw Tyler working on his red mustang, as usual.
Tyler was taller than Charlie, he was shorter than his father, coming in at 5 foot 10. He had tan skin and black hair like his father. Tyler was also slightly muscular due to his shared love for fitness. Tyler had his mother's eyes and facial structure.
Tyler had recently finished his freshman year at UCLA. He had managed to make it there on an athletic scholarship due to his soccer playing in high school and continued on the team there. As for his major, Tyler studied architecture. He was the rowdy one of the boys, always getting in trouble, whether it be vandalizing the school, or having anal sex in the halls with the principal's daughter.
"Ty, we're going out to eat. Finish up and take a shower." Dominic said.
Tyler looked up from the car, grease covering his shirt and pants. He smiled seeing his dad there.
"I'm just about done anyway." Tyler smiled, packing up his tools.
"Good, I'll see you back here in about half an hour." Dominic told him.
"Sure thing, pops." Tyler smiled, smacking Dominic's bare chest as he ran inside.
Dominic walked back inside, passing the two boys, whispering to each other. Dominic ignored them and ran to the master bedroom. He needed a shower.
He entered the master bathroom and stripped off his shorts, letting his massive, flaccid cock fall down. It was about 8 inches, just in the soft state. Dominic had been handsomely endowed with a large cock, which contributed to an overactive libido throughout his life. And, it certainly helped that people would ogle his crotch in the tiny tights he'd wear in the ring, giving him his nickname of Big Dick Nic. That helped him get a lot of one night stands, even with a few of his "straight" wrestler buddies.
Dominic turned on the shower and stepped in. The cool water soothed his skin as he began to scrub himself with soap. He was in such turmoil that started all when Tyler came home.
It first seemed normal with Tyler back. He and Charlie were getting along well, playing video games and going to the driving ranges. Everything seemed great for the first few days, until Dominic heard some surprising news.
Dominic was just passing by Charlie's bedroom. He could hear that the boys were talking. At first, he didn't want to intrude on them. Or at least, until he heard Tyler say: "Coach Miller had such a huge dick. It was a fucking monster, Charlie. It felt so good ramming up my ass. Here, I have a picture of him." After a few moments, he heard Charlie say: "Oh my goodness, you are so right. I would love to get my hands on it. It's so huge." Dominic moved away as fast as he could from the door.
That night, Tyler left his phone in his room while he went to work on his car. Curiosity had gotten the better of Dominic, and he had to see who had stuck their prick into his baby boy. Tyler never had a code, so Dominic got in easily. He found that Tyler had recently texted the Coach Miller.
While looking through the texts, Dominic saw that the Coach was named Peter Miller and was two years younger than Dominic himself. The man also had a wife and three children. That's when he saw the pictures. He saw pictures of Peter and his huge cock.
"That boy is still smaller than me." Dominic said to himself in a cocky attitude. "What am I saying? This guy is fucking my son."
He saw more and more pictures of Peter, and even a few of Tyler's nude body. Dominic could feel himself getting harder in his pants.
"This is my son, why am I getting hard seeing him like this?" Dominic thought.
Then, he saw a video. He was about to play it m, when he heard Tyler yelling to Christina. Dominic quickly copied and sent the video to himself, making sure to delete it from their texts.
Dominic hurried into the master bathroom and turned on the video. It started out with Peter videotaping Tyler, on his knees, deepthroating and gagging on the his huge cock.
"Suck it, bitch." Peter would hiss.
