*Tommy*

"Tooooommy I'm booored," Jake sighed, flopping down onto the bed beside me, running his fingers over the new tattoo on my arm, "I like it."

I grinned. "Thank you," I smiled, "I got all our names on me too. Your's, both Dad's and Faith's."

"Very cool," Jake smiled, "And you got your lip pierced. Dad took you to do all that?" I grinned and nodded. "I don't think other Dad would've said yes though... but Benji Dad did."

"Hey Tommy? Can I ask a serious question?" Jake asked me.

"Sure," I nodded, closing my book and tossing it onto the desk, "Ask away."

"Well... what do you think of our Dads?" Jake asked, "In... a sexual way?"

"Well..... I think they're hot," I shrugged, "They don't really seem like our Dads... more like our best friends."

Jake nodded, his face taking on a look of relief. He smiled at me and kissed me suddenly, pushing me back onto the bed. "Mmm... someone's honry," Jake laughed, kissing my neck.

"Damn right I am," I sighed as he squeezed me through my jeans, "I wanna fuck you."

"Then fuck me," Jake moaned as I slipped my hand into his boxers.

*Benji*

"Hey Joely," I smiled at him, "We've come back."

"Oh yeah? What tattoos did Tommy get this time?" Joel laughed. "All our names," I grinned,

"And I was nice and let him get his lip pierced."

"I think we should've named him Benji Jr.," Joel laughed, "He's like the teenage version of you, except with the pink streak."

"Hey, don't pick on my pink streak," I grinned, "You know you loved it."

*Benji*

"Yeah I did," Joel laughed, "Anyway I got some of that new.. well I don't know what it is but they sell it at Pizza Hut and it smells good, so go get the kids and we can eat it."

"Sure thing babe," I said. I went to the bottom of the stairs and knocked on the wall. "TOM, JAKE, FAITH, DINNER!!!" Faith came bounding down the stairs and ran right past me, but Tommy and Jake didn't. "TOM!!! Oh for fucks sake," I sighed, climbing the stairs up to their bedroom. When I opened the door, I was shocked to find them fucking.

"DAD!!!" Jake screamed, covering them with a blanket.

"Umm.. Uhhhh... Get dressed we ordered pizza," I mumbled closing the door. Shit. I didn't know they were "together"... I'm not really upset, just shocked. The only thing that upsets me is they're having sex at 15. THAT bothers me. They're too young.

I'm hard for some reason though.

God I felt so dirty. It was hot. It shouldn't have been hot. I'm such an incest freak. I willed my dick to deflate as I rejoined Joel at the table.

"Daddy are you ok?" Faith asked me.

"I'm... fine," I said, Joel looked at me funny but didn't ask questions.

"Well anyway, Faith got her hair trimmed today. Doesn't it look nice?" Joel pointed out. Faith stood up to show it to me. She reminded me of our grandmother, in pictures. Straight, long, shiny black hair, big green eyes, and very pale skin. She was tall for a 9 year old too. I was proud to have such a beautiful daughter. I cringed inwardly at the thought. But I didn't find HER attractive in a sexul way. Even though I was Bi... But WHY was seeing or sons like that such a turn-on?

"It's really pretty," I smiled at her.

"Thanks, it's getting really long now," she said happily. It was almost down to her waist.

"Yeah it really is," I nodded.

"Hey Dad," Jake and Tommy walked into the room and waved to Joel.

"Hey guys I got those... Calzone stromboli whatevers from Pizza Hut."

"Awesome," Jake said. I notced how both avoided eye contact with me.

*Benji*

I threw the empty pizza boxes into the trashbag as Joel went to help Faith with her bath and Jake and Tommy took off upstairs.

I sighed as I put the glasses into the dishwasher, the images of Jake and Tommy flooding my mind. I had no idea why it was turning me on so much.

They were my sons... But I couldn't help it.

"Hey Dad?" I looked up and smiled at Tommy.

"Hey Tommy," I smiled, "What's up?"

"Nothing much," he replied, walking over to me and sitting on the counter, his legs dangeling off the edge, "Jake fell asleep."

"Already?" I chuckled, "Did dinner wear him out?"

"Guess so," Tommy smiled at me, running his hand up and down my arm slowly, "How long did it take to get all those tattoos?"

I shivered involuntarily at his touch and said shakily, "A... few years I guess."

"They're cool," Tommy smiled, tracing his fingers over one of my tattoos, slowly trailing it up my arm and to the tattoo on my neck, "I was thinking of maybe dying my hair like your's used to be... like with the pink streak."

"Yeah?" I asked, trying desperetly to ignore the hardening in my groin.

*Benji*

"Yeah but I.. really like this tattoo," he said quietly with a sexy lilt to his voice, leaning in close, his breath warm on my neck. He pulled me by my arm so I was standing directly infront of him.

"T...Tom..." I said nervously.

"I love the liprings too," he whispered, running finger over my lip, then tugging on my monroe piercing, "Must make kissing fun."

"Y.. Yeah it does."

"Did you ever kiss another guy with a lipring?" he asked me.

"Yes. Once or twice..." I couldn't ignore my pulsating hard on any longer. I was read to burst.

"Did it feel good?" He ran his thumb over my lip again.

"Yeah," I whispered.

"I wish I knew how good that felt," he told me, looking slightly up into my eyes. His height of 5'2 making it hard to ever be taller than me.

"I... I could show you. If you want me too," I stuttered.

"I want you too," he nodded. I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them our lips were almost touching. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, our liprings making a dull clink. My lips moved gently against his and he kissed back immediately. Soon I pulled back.

"What about your tongue ring? Does it feel good to make out with someone with a tongue ring?" he asked breathlesly.

"Yes..." I panted, before leaning in and pushing my tongue into his mouth. I rubbed his tongue with the ball on my piercing. He ran his hand down my side until it came to rest on my crotch.

"F...Fuck Tommy what the hell are you doing???" I moaned.

"You know what I'm doing Dad. I know you want it," he whispered, while unbuttoning my pants and touching my through my already dampened boxers, "I know you want it bad."

*Benji*

I moaned as Tommy stroked me gently through my boxers in a tesing way. He kissed me roughly, forcing his tongue into my mouth.

"Mmm.. Tommy stop," I moaned, pushing him away, "We can't."

"Why not?" Tommy pouted, looking a lot like Joel in that instant, "You and Dad are twins. Why should we be any different?"

"Because it is," I mumbled, readjusting myself, before going to find Joel.

"Hey Benji," Joel smiled at me as he laid in bed, reading a magazine, "Where've you been?"

"Talking to Tommy," I told him, crawling into bed beside him, "He said he wants to dye his hair like I had mine a while ago, with the pink streak."

"He really does admire you," Joel smiled at me, "I think it's sweet."

"Yeah," I smiled, trying hard not to let Joel know what had just happened.

*Jake*

"Did you do it?" I asked Tommy as he came back into the bedroom, a satisfied grin on his face.

"Yep," he grinned at me.

"What did Dad do?" I asked.

"He went along at first, but pushed me away when I tried to help him out," Tommy giggled, sitting beside me on my bed, "I think I'll try again tomarrow. Maybe he'll go along with it then."

*Benji*

The next night I got up late for a midnight snack. Standing infront of the fridge I felt two very male hands encircle my waist.

"Mmm Joel," I giggled, "What're you doing up?"

"Looking for you," came a reply but from Tommy, not Joel.

"Shit... I TOLD you we can't..." I was cut of by him groaning and grinding his hard on against my ass, causing my dick to spring to life.

"Shiiiiiiit..." he moaned. I turnd to face him, closing the door behind me.

"Tom, you have no idea how much trouble you're gonna get us into," I told him.

"I don't care," he said, and that's all I needed. I grabbed him and slammed hm against the fridge, kissing him roughly. I shoved my tongue into his mouth and ground my hips against him, my hard on rubbed his stomach while his was pressed into my thigh.

"Oh my god.." he moaned into our kiss. His knees buckled but I caught hm and held him up. He wrapped his legs around my waist, and I continued to grid him against the fridge. Then I remembered how bad this was and I stopped.

"Tom we can't. I'm sorry. We just CAN'T."

"P...Please Dad please holy shit... You can't do this to me I'm so hard..." he begged, clawing at the back of my neck.

"If your father caught us..."

"I don't CARE Daddy pleeeease... it hurts," he pleaded more. I reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out and stroking it.

"Is that better?" I asked him.

"Oooooh god yes. Faster... harder... damn..." he grunted as I sped my hand up. When I felt him near the edge I pulled back, and he cried out. "What the hell???" he asked. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to cum. That would finalize the whole incest thing.

"I... we ca.."

"STOP IT! Please stop teasing me like this!" he yelled. "I'll do anything. Fuck me, do ANYTHING."

"Do you want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"Yeesss."

*Benji*

"Fuck me," Tommy groaned, "Do something, anything."

I bit my bottom lip and gave in, pulling his pants and boxers down more and undoing my own, pulling my raging hard on out.

"Do it," Tommy moaned, kissing me roughly.

I groaned and pushed into him roughly, causing him to moan in a mixture of pleasured pain.

"Harder," Tommy moaned, kissing me again as I thrust into him roughly, stroking his length with each inwards push.

"Oh fuck," I grunted, "Tommy.. you're so tight.."

He just groaned in response and tightened his opening around me, causing me to moan and push into him harder.

"Fuck," I groaned, kissing him harshly, sucking on his tongue. The fact of how wrong this was only seemed to make me harder.

"Shit," Tommy groaned, "I'm so close..."

"Cum for me," I grunted, stroking him roughly intime with my thruts. Tommy groaned and came roughly over our stomachs, and the sight of that alone was enough to send me into an orgasmic frenzy as I spilled within him.

*Tommy*

We both slid down to the ground after that, breathing heavily.

"I haven't orgasmed that hard in a long time," Dad panted. I felt weird calling him 'Dad' after this.

"Me either," I laughed slightly.

"We need to go back to bed before anyone finds us," he said. He wrapped one arm around my back and lifted me slightly to pull out. We dressed quickly. Very quickly actually as we were both wearing out night clothes which consisted of sweatpants and oversized t-shirts. There was no need for us to look neat.

"G'night," I said, kissing him lightly on the lips. As soon as I opened the door to my room, Jake leaped out of bed.

"How'd it go!?" he whispered.

"It worked," I said, jumping onto the bed.

"OHMYGOD SERIOUSLY!?" Jake squealed.

"YES! And Keep it down I dont want dad.. either of them to hear. Benji would think were weird and Joel would pitch a fit," I sighed.

"You really think Joel would freak?" he asked me.

"Yes. He's all high strung like that. He seems to play the Mommy role for us and Dad... Benj... whatever... does that for Faith. Dad... JOEL. UGH. Yeah he would be all protective and shit."

"Makes sense he plays the Mommy role. It's not every man who gets pregnant," Jake laughed.

"I wonder if that's hereditary," I pondered.

"No weve had sex 7 thousand times and nothing happened. And if it did that would be SO fucking funny," he laughed more.

"Erm. If you say so."

"Anyway, was it good???" he asked.

"Yeah. Best orgasm.. ever," I said.

"Aw I feel all second best now," he pouted.

"Don't worry baby," I kissed him, "Just go to sleep we'll talk about it more in the morning."

*Benji*

Thoughts of last night's events swarmed through my mind. That seemed to be all I could think about. "Morning!" Tommy grinned, coming into the room with Jake, and smiling at me.

"Morning," I forced a smile back, "Sleep okay?"

"Sure did," Jake grinned, "Where's Dad?"

"He went food shopping with Faith," I replied, "You guys hungry?"

"Not really," Jake shook his head, "I'm gonna go Blockbuster and rent out some movies. I'll be back in a bit."

"And how're you gonna get there?" I asked, "You can't drive yet."

Jake grinned and went into the living room, holding up his skateboard. "That's how," he smiled, "I'll be back in a bit."

I watched him as he left, and then realization sinked in. Tommy and I were alone. "So... we're all alone," Tommy smiled at me, "Would you wanna have a replay of last night?"

I swallowed hard, and although my mind was screaming no, my body was screaming yes. "Uh... sure.." I trailed off uncertainly, moaning as he kissed me roughly. He pushed me down onto the floor and climbed ontop of me, undoing my jeans and slipping my rapidly hardening length out.

"Shit," I moaned, undoing his pants and sliding them down him hips, stroking him gently. "God... I need you in me," Tommy moaned, rubbing his length roughly against mine. I groaned and lifted him up, sitting him down roughly into my dick.

"Fuck!" Tommy moaned loudly, beginning to ride me.

*Benji*

"Ooh fuck like that...." I moaned, bucking my hips up underneath him.

"OH MY GOD!!!" I heard Joel... SCREAM. He dropped the bags he was holding on the floor and looked like he was going to pass out.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" Faith asked from the livingroom.

"F...Faith go to your bedroom right now. And stay there until I tell you otherwise," he said. All color was drained from his face and he was shaking. The tone in his voice told Faith not to ask why, and she ran up the stairs. By now Tommy had climed off of me, looking just as terrified as Joel.

"J..Joel I know what you're thinking..." I started.

"BENJI... you.. oh jesus..." he looked sick, "YOU SICK FUCK. HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS!? HES OUR SON!!!!" I had never heard Joel scream like that.

"Dad please calm down..." Tommy started.

"No, Tom please, just... go to your room right now I need to.... Sort this out...." Joel asked him softly. Tom put on his boxers and started to leave.

"But Dad..." he said, joel just shoed him away.

"Joel. I didn't force him I know you're thinking I di..."

"ARE YOU IMPLYING HE INITIATED THIS!? OR THAT HE EVEN AGREED!? YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING LIAR!!!! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE COME BACK TO YOU YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!!" He threw a bottle of soda at me and it hit me in the chest.

"Joel... please listen," I coughed.

"NO I AM NEVER LISTENING TO YOU AGAIN! WERE LEAVING, AND IF YOU EVER COME NEAR ANY OF US AGAIN I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" he screamed, running out of the room. I sat there on the floor. Stunned for a minute. I had NEVER seen him that angry and it was SCARY. I wanted to try and explain it to him, but something told me he was being serious when he said he'd kill me. And now he was leaving.

I told myself over and over as I pulled my pants back on. I cried anyway at the thought of Joel leaving me again. And taking the kids with him. It wasnt fair Tommy was the one who practically forced me! I just hoped maybe Tommy could change his mind.

*Jake*

"He what?!" I asked in shock as Tommy wiped his eyes, his eyeliner now smeared. "He thought Dad made me do it, and he wouldn't give me a chance to explain otherwise," Tommy whimpered, "He said he was gonna make us leave with him."

"No he's not," I said determinedly, "I'll go talk to him, and hopefully change his mind."

I walked out of our room and towards our Dad's room, where Joel was pacing angrily. "Dad?"

I whispered, "Could I talk to you?"

"Not now," he muttered.

"Fine, I talk and you listen," I said, closing the door behind me and taking his arms in my hands, forcing him to sit down on the bed. I sat down beside him and said, "I heard what happened with Tommy and Dad. I wanted to clear this up before you do something drastic. Like leaving Dad again."

"Jake I know what I saw," Dad said determinedly, "He forced Tommy to do it."

"No he didn't," I said calmly, "Tommy seduced him into it. He told me. It was our idea really."

"You're lying," Joel said firmly, "You're trying to cover up for Benji's wrong."

"No I'm not," I said, deciding to use the seducing idea. I ran my hands up and down his arms gently, forcing him to lay back on the bed. "If I was lying would I do this...?" I trailed off, pressing my lips onto his and kissing him roughly.

*Benji*

"Dad... I'm sorry," Tommy whispered as he came into the living room with me, "I didn't mean for this to happen..."

"Don't be sorry," I told him, fighting back my tears.

"Jake's talking to him now," Tommy told me, sitting down beside me, his hand on my leg in a comforting motion, "Hopefully he'll make Joel see that he took it the wrong way."

"I hope so," I whispered, pulling Tommy into my arms and hugging him tightly.

*Joel*

"Mmph!" I said pushing Jake away.

"W...Y... You guys planned and SEDUCED HIM!? He's your father!" I yelled. He pushed me down again.

"So are you," he said, kissing my neck. I gasped as he nibbled on the spot just above my collar bone that ALWAYS drove me crazy.

"J...Jake stop... Mm stop," I moaned.

"You know you want this," he ground his hips against mine and my body betrayed me, my dick hardening. "Now do you understand?" he asked me.

"Yess.." I moaned, gripping his hips. That was a lie. I didn't UNDERSTAND. But at least it wasn't rape. But then again Jake could have been doing ths just to protect his father.

"Good," he said backing off and for a minute I thought he would leave now that he'd proved his point, but he began unbuttoning my shirt, laying butterfly kisses on my chest as he went down. He pushed my shirt open, exposing my chest but I never took it off, then he began unbuttoning my pants. He kneeled at the edge of the bed.

"Jake, what are you doing?" I asked frantically as he pulled my dick out.

"I'm gonna give you head," he said.

"No you c..." my voice caught in my throaght as he swallowed me whole. "Oh Jake.." I sighed.

*Benji*

Both of us visibly were trying not to cry.

"If he makes us leave I'll run away and come back," he promised me.

"No. Don't. He'd have me arrested," I said.

"How can he be so angry? You two are twins... It's no better than what we were doing," he whispered.

"I know but Joel... he told me once he hoped you and Tommy would never turn out like us and he wanted you to find nice girls and have a normal family," I rubbed his arm.

"I guess he doesn't know about me and Jake then," Tommy laughed sadly.

"Yeah. Don't tell him about it for a while... he'd have a heart attack."

*Joel*

"Shit," I groaned, my hips moving under the influence of Jake's mouth and tongue on my length.

He grinned up at me and sucked me roughly, his hand stroking my balls teasingly, his other hand gently proding my hole.

"Fuck," I grunted, thrusting my hips against his mouth, moaning as he took me in deep, sucking me roughly. Jake pulled off my length and kissed back up my body, leaving me hard and needing attention.

"We only did it because you and Dad are so fucking sexy," Jake breathed into my ear, "We saw pictures of you guys when Good Charlotte was first starting out, and we couldn't help it."

After he told me this, he took his own pants and boxers off, before sitting down onto my length roughly.

I groaned loudly at how tight he was, and although my mind was yelling at me to get up and leave, my body wouldn't let me.

*Tommy*

I nodded, leaning my head on Dad's shoulder, hugging him to me. "I hope Jake can convince Dad to change his mind," I sighed.

Benji nodded, kissing me gently. "He will," he smiled reassuringly, "Jake has this thing about him that can change anyone's mind."

"I know," I chuckled, kissing him again, reaching down and grasping his still hard length in my hand, through his jeans, "I wanna finish from earlier."

*Benj*

"Mmm Tommy do you think we should?" I moaned, pushing my hips toward his hand.

"Might as well," he smiled, unbuttoning my pants as I worked on his. He was about to sit on my dick, again, when I stopped him.

"Why don't you fuck me?" I asked.

"Uh... Umm... I'm always on the recieving end..." he breathed nervously.

"Well, there's a first time for everything," I said, laying back on the couch, and spreading my legs for him.

"Uh... Um.. Lube?" he asked. I smiled and spit in my hand, rubbing it on his length. He moaned, and positioned himself at me entrance, looking at me nervously.

"G'head." He pushed in and I winced, but he kept going till he was all the way in.

"Holyshit..." he moaned, "How can you be so damn tight?"

"After... your sister was born I didn't wanna chance having another baby so I told Joel he could only fuck me if he had a condom and he hates them, so ninety nine percent of the time in the past ten years he's been the one getting fucked."

"Shiit..." he gripped my shoulders, starting to slide in and out of me.

*Jake*

"Oh FUCK!" I cried out as I came all over our stomachs, triggering his orgasm. I collapsed ontop of him.

"That was. awesome," Dad sighed.

"I know. Amazing," I agreed. He sighed. "There, now do you believe me?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you're telling the truth," he laughd nervously.

*Benji*

I groaned loudly as Tommy thrust within me, pushing in as deep as he could. "Shit," he groaned, "Think maybe Joel and Jake would wanna join us?"

"I hope so," I grunted, stroking my length as he pushed into me as deeply as he could manage.

I thrust my hips against his, spreading my legs as far as they'd go. "More," I groaned, "Fuck me harder Tommy..."

He groaned and pushed into me as hard as possible.

*Jake*

"I should go appologize," Dad said gently, running his fingers through his hair. I nodded, getting off him and handing him his clothes.

"Let's go then," I smiled, taking his hand and pulling him downstairs.

We stopped dead in our tracks when we saw Benji and Tommy fucking roughly on the sofa, Tommy thrusting into Benji.

"Oh shit," I groaned, growing hard again, "Let's join them?"

Joel looked shocked, but slowly nodded, letting me lead him over to them. "You fuck Tommy, I'll ride Benji," I told Joel, kissing him softly before stripping my clothes off.

I kissed Benji roughly, grinning as he gasped in shock. I smiled and slid down onto his length roughly.

*Tommy*

I cried out in pleasure as Dad... Joel... pushed into me quickly. Jake was now infront of me and my chest was pressed against his back. I'd never had a threesome, much less a foursome. Being fucked and fucking at the same time, for the first time, was driving me insane with lust.

"Ohshitohshitohshit..." I panted, each time Joel thrust into me I was pushed into Benji. Our moans were all becoming indistinguishable, mine and Jakes a little higher pitched than our Dad's.

"You're so close Tom..." Joel moaned, reaching around and pinching my nipples, pushing into me quicker and harder than before. It felt so good I was crying, and with a choked sob I came harder than I ever had before, my body convulsing insanely. Joel pulled me back out of Benji as I was no longer in control of my own body and sat me at the end of the couch. I realized somehow we had endedup on the floor, but I didn't care.

*Joel*

I took over Tommy's job and fucked Benji. We were all so close it only took a few minutes before we were all laying on the floor, covered in sweat and cum.

"I think we killed Tom," Jake laughed, pointing to Tom who was laying on the couch, either passed out or close to it.

"No I'm alive..." h slurred tiredly, not moving.

"Wanna come down here with us?" Benji asked him, holding out his arm. Tom finally moved and crawled down into his arms. He layed his head down on Benji's chest.

"That was great but..." I sighed, "We can't do it anymore."

"Why not???" Jake said.

"It's worse than wrong," I told him.

"Fine, you don't have to anymore. At least I got Tommy," he spat out, grabbing the back of Tommy's head and kissing him.

"Holy shit. You mean you two..."

"We've been doing stuff since we were eight years old. Geez. I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out"

*Jake*

After all my explaining and pleading with Dad, and after he had sex with us, he was now saying that he didn't want to. It made me both angry and upset at the same time.

"You know you still want to," I told Joel cooly, "No one will ifnd out about it except for us, I promise."

"Jake... it's not that I don't want to, we can't. It's wrong," Joel protested.

"So? Who cares? If I remember correctly, you used to be in a band who couldn't give a shit what other people thought of them. This is no different," I tried to explain.

Joel sighed and rubbed his eyes. "I just... I don't know Jake... I need to think about this before I make any decisions."

"Okay," I shrugged, "But I know you'll say yes."

I helped Tommy up off the floor and into our bedroom. "Think Joel will agree?" he asked me sleepily.

"He will," I grinned, "I'm sure of it. If not, Benji will change his mind for sure."

*Benji*

"I don't know," Joel sighed, leaning back against the sofa with me, "It just seems wrong. It IS wrong... but I kinda... I think they're attractive."

I nodded, pulling Joel close to me. "I do too," I smiled at him, kissing him gently.

*Benji*

"But... Don't you think about how bad it is?" he asked me.

"Yes. But we're just as 'bad'," I pointed out.

"I know but... god what would happen if anyone found out? The kids would be taken away... We'd be arrested. Nobody would believe it consentual. I didn't," he said.

"No. You really didn't," I laughed, "But that wouldn't happen. And if it ever happens after they turn eighteen, then nobody would care."

"Yeah," he sighed but I could still tell he was uneasy about it.

*Jake*

"That fucking idiot I swear," I kicked a t-shirt.

"Oh shut up. He'll come around. And if he doesn't... Who cares? Our other Dad is hotter."

"What??? No he isn't you liar," I said. Joel was SO MUCH HOTTER.

"Are you kidding me?! You think Joel is better?" he asked, astonished.

"OF COURSE! Benji's got too many tattoos and piercings. I'm perfectly happy with your's. Just a few. And one lipring," I said.

"I wanna get three like him. And my nose. Dad used to have a nosering." I groaned.

"Oh pleeeease don't," I begged.

"Why not its sexy!" he insisted. I sighed.

"Fine. Punch yourself full of holes. In the meantime, I'm getting a mohawk. A blue mohawk."

"Mohawks are great," he smiled, "Blue is not."

"I like blue."

"Blue sucks."

"It's cool."

"It sucks."

"IT'S COOL YOU FUCKER!" I screamed.

"Ok," he nodded. Thats usually how our arguments ended. Whoever yelled the loudest won.

"I already got the dye. I say we go dye it and cut it now and see if they think its hot!"

"Ok. But do you have any bleach your hairs too dark.." he pointed out.

"There's gotta be some in the bathroom. Dad insists on dyeing his hair until hes COMPLETELY bald. Then he said hes gonna get fake hair glued on or something retarded like that..." I said.

He really did say that once but I don't think he'd actually do it. He'd probably shave the remainder off and color on his head with a sharpie.

*Tommy*

"After we do your hair, I wanna do my hair like Dad's used to be, with the pink streak," I told Jake as I helped him to dye his hair blue, so he didn't end up with a blue face or something.

"Can you do the mohawk for me?" Jake asked, "Then I'll help you with your hair."

"Sure," I nodded, washing my hands off before putting some styling gel in my hands and running my fingers through his hair, beginning to spike it up into a mini 'hawk like Joel used to have.

"There," I grinned, stepping back to admire my work.

"I love it!" Jake grinned, jumping on me and kissing me roughly.

"Glad you do," I laughed, "C'mon you gotta do my hair for me."

*Benji*

"Benji... our son has blue hair," Joel gasped as Tommy and Jake came into the living room, Tommy with his hair spiked out and with the pink streak that I used to have, and Jake with a blue 'hawk.

"Looks hot," I grinned at them.

"Thank you," Jake grinned, "Do you like it Joel?"

"It's... nice," Joel said slowly, and when I nudged him in the ribs, he said, "Very sexy."

I laughed as Jake and Tommy grinned widely before jumping onto the sofa with us. "Glad you like it," Tommy smiled.

*Benji*

Jake leaned up and kissed me on the jaw bone.

"You don't think blue is ugly do you?" he asked me.

"No, blue's cool," I said.

"Blue sucks," Joel snorted, but added quickly, "It looks nice on you though!" I saw Tommy stick his tongue out at Jake and I wondered what that was about.

"You guys wanna watch a movie or something?" Joel asked, Tommy pouted.

"No sex?" I laughed at his bluntness.

"We're old remember?" I said, flipping on the tv, and flipping through the channels. Porn flashed quickly but I kept going ignoring it.

"PUT IT BACK PUT IT BACK!" the twins screamed and I turned it back to the porn, but Joel grabbed the remote and changed it to Nickelodeon.

"I don't want you boys to watch stuff like that," he said.

"For fucks sake Dad... After what we did earlier you still care???" Jake rolled his eyes.

"Ugh. Fine but can't we just watch Spongebob?" Joel asked one last time.

"I'M READY I'M READY I'M READY!!!!" the TV blared.

"As tempting as that offer is," Tommy began, but added flatly. "No."

"Come on this is a good show!" Joel insisted.

"Joel its a cartoon thats been airing for the past twenty years. It stopped being interesting when we were nineteen," I said.

"Dude Spongebob was on when you were nineteen!?" both twins gasped.

"WE'RE NOT THAT OLD. I think it started in '97 or '98," I said.

"Wow. Spongebob is an old man."

"This is so insulting, Joel put on the porn I feel like an eighty year old," I crossed my arms over my chest. He flipped it back to the porn channel and it was pure boring heterosexual sex. Blergh. I AM bi but I'd rather watch either two guys or two girls fuck. Straight sex is so... NORMAL.

*Tommy*

"This is boooooring," I complained, "Who wants to watch a guy and a girl fuck? Can't there be gays or lesbians instead?"

"Yeah, isn't there any other porn channels?" Jake agreed.

"I think so..." Joel trailed off, switching the channels until a porno with two guys came on.

"Leave it on!" both twins grinned together, their eyes glued to the screen.

I snickered and watched it, feeling myself harden at the sight of the one boy fucking the other with a dildo.

"Woah..." Jake breathed, "That's so fucking hot."

"Hell yeah," Tommy whispered, "I wanna try that."

"Ooh, we know about Tommy's sexual fantasy," Jake giggled, kissing Tommy gently, "Well then, we'll just have to get our wonderful Dad's to take us to a sex shop."

"And who will watch Faith?" Joel asked them.

"Uncle Billy," Jake smiled, "He hasn't seen us in a while."

"God, do you guys have an answer for EVERYTHING?" I laughed, the idea of going to a porn store sounding pretty good to me.

Maybe I could get Joel back into liking role playing like he used to when we were younger.

THAT would be a surprize for the twins.

"Sounds good," I grinned, picking up the phone, "I'll call Billy and ask him."

*Benji*

"BILLEH! Mah main man! WHAT up homie yo!? FO SHIZZLE!!!!" I screamed into the phone, everyone looking at me like I was slightly insane.

"Hi Benji!" Billy said.

"SHIZZLEEEEEE! You wanna watch Faith for us? We need to take the boys out," I asked.

"Yah sure, where ya going?" he asked.

"Nowhere. Yo," I said.

"Nowhere ain't a place. Yo. Shizzle. Dizzle."

"Um. A place. Izzle," I nodded.

"... Riiight. Ok sure, I'll watch Faith. Fo Shizzle."

"Shizzle Mah Nizzle Billy Do double gizzle," I laughed into the phone.

"SHEEZAY!"

"Sheezay freezay uh. YO. I don't even understand myself anymore. When can you come over?"

"Later today or early tomorow.... weezy... Are we still doing the ghetto thing?" he asked.

"No it's gay," I said.

"YOUR gay, retard. And your a hermaphrodite thing."

"I AM NOT. I am quite male," I yelled.

"You had babies."

"You know, I'm not you've seen me naked before and why do you ALWAYS bring that up?"

"Because it's funny."

"Fuck you. Sheezzley. And later today is great. Faith will be real happy to see you she always loves it when you come over."

"Great. SHIZZLE!"

"NIZZLE!" I said before I hung up the phone.

"What the hell were you two talking about?" Jake asked.

"I have no idea. But he's coming over later to watch Faith. I think."

*Tommy*

"Can we go now?" I asked Benji and Joel impatiently.

"Yeah, we're gonna leave now Billy," Benji called to him. Billy was in the kitchen with Faith, making her some lunch.

"Have fun!" Billy called back.

"Let's go!" Jake grinned, grabbing Joel's hand and dragging him out to the car. I giggled and followed them, climbing into the backseat with Jake. Jake smiled at me and pulled me close to

him, wrapping his arms around me.

"That's sooo cute," Joel teased as he climbed into the driver's side.

I smirked and settled down into Jake's arms, leaning up and kissing his neck gently.

*Joel*

"Porn shop, here we are," I grinned, following the others into the store.

"I want a dildo," Jake giggled, looking at the displays, "What color should I get?"

"Green," Benji laughed.

"Ah... I think I'll stick with a normal one," Jake snickered, "Maybe a vibrator..."

"I say we need some... chocolate body paint," Benji grinned at me, snaking his arm around my waist.

"Do we?" I grinned, "If you say so."

*Jake*

"Wow. Just wow," I said, as Joel and I stared at a Moose-costume, with a hole for one's dick. We didn't turn it around to see if there was a hole in the ass.

"Now I like role playing but that's just weird," Joel grabbed my hand and pulled me away.

"WHIPS AND CHAINS! HANDCUFFS!" I rapped like that old Ludacris song, grabbing a whip.

"Do you really want that?" Joel asked me.

"Yes father," I said, running to show Benji and Tommy.

"You're getting that?" Tommy laughed.

"Yeah. Why does everyone think it's weird?" I asked irritatedly.

"It's not weird," Benji said, "Just. Interesting."

"OOooh wax!" I sqealed, running off to get some.

*Joel*

"I never figured him to be one of those sado-masochist people." I eyed him as he went through every painful looking device he could find.

"He bites sometimes," Tommy said, "And scratches."

"That's... wonderful," I nodded.

"I think it's kinda hot," Benji shrugged.

"Hey Dad?" Jake called.

"Yes?" Both Benji and I answered.

"Whats this... thing?" he called.

"Ill go check it out," Benji laughed walking over to him.

*Tommy*

"I really did not wanna leave," Jake grinned, "I wanna get a job there when I'm old enough."

"Really," Joel laughed, holding Benji's hand tightly as we walked towards the car.

"Yes, really," Jake grinned and nodded determinedly.

"Hey! It's those gay faggots Madden twins!" some guys who were our age called over to use. I'd never seen them before, so I figured they must've reconized Benji and Joel, and judging by the way they were blushing, it was about them.

"Yeah, them and their sad-assed excuse for a punk rock band," the other guy laughed. I gritted my teeth and could feel my anger boiling. They had no right to talk about my Dad's like that.

I clenched my hands into fists and stormed over to them, Jake following me, ignoring Benji and Joel as they told us to come back.

"What the FUCK is your problem?!" I yelled at them.

"Fuck off Pinky," the guy snickered, "Leave us to tease those Gay freaks in peace."

That drew the line and I drew back my arm and without a second thought, I punched him square in the nose.

*Joel*

"TOMMY! JAKE!!! FUCK! STOP!!!" I screamed to them. Normally I'd laught but there were four

against two. Somehow our boys were managing to beat them. They chased the one that had managed to get away down the street before disapeering around a corner. Soon I could no longer hear their death threats.

"I hope they come back in one piece..." Benji said.

"I hope they come back," I said flatly.

"We should have stopped them," Benji groaned.

"Yeah if we tried to they'd all just pick us up and throw us to the side and keep fighting," I laughed nervously.

"We should go look for them."

"I'm sure they'll come back," I shrugged. Sure I was worried but it was better to wait here, 'cause if we left and they came back they'd get stranded.

"What if that kid had a gun or something?" Benji asked.

"If he had a gun he wouldn't run away screaming help."

"I'm sorry I'm just worried our sons just ran off down thestreet and now I don't know where they are. CELL PHONES!" he gasped like hed had some epiphany.

"What?"

"We'll call their cellphones!" he said, pulling his out. It had cow spots.

"Ooh yeah. Forgot about that," I laughed as Benji dialed Jake's number.

"Jake? Are you there? Where are you?..... Oh. You shouldn't have chased those bo.... WHAT? ....... You say it like its no big deal!........ IT IS A BIG DEAL.... Profuse bleeding is a bad thing....... Where exactally is he bleeding from...... Ooh.... How'd he manage that? .... Well is he ok!?...... OK!" He hung up.

"Well?" I asked.

"Apparantly they won but Tommy is bleeding profusely from all parts of his body. Do you think Jake was serious or just... being Jake?"

"It's best we just go and see for ourselves."

*Tommy*

"I hope they burn in hell," I muttered as I tied my bandanna around my arm, which I'd managed to cut against something as we were chasing those assholes, "And why did you tell Dad I was 'bleeding profusely from all parts of my body'?"

"I don't know," Jake laughed, "So they'd rush over here with the car and then we wouldn't have to hike all the way back to them."

"Good thinking," I grinned, kissing him roughly, "Man I wanna fuck you so much right now."

"Right here?" Jake giggled, "Benji and Joel are on their way. I don't think it would be good for any of us if they were caught with us out here."

"Mmm... good point," I breathed, kissing him again.

"God what a hornball," Jake laughed, "C'mon, there they are."

"What were you thinking?!" Joel yelled as soon as we got over to them, "What if those kids had a weapon or something?!"

"Nice way to thank someone who just fought for his parents," I laughed, ignoring how angry he was.

"I thought you said he was bleeding really badly?" Benji asked Jake.

"I did," Jake grinned, "So you and Dad would come get us and we wouldn't have to walk all the way back."

*Jake*

"BA-BY NO ONE ELSE EVER WANTS YOU LIKE I DO!" I sang loudly.

"Oh my god, shut UP Jake...." Tommy said, changing the stations on the radio.

"That song is terrible," Benji scowled, referring to that song from that guy Fat Joe. Somehow over the years, he managed to become a hip hop legend before he got shot... SO now his songs are on EVERY station.

"I wish they'd stop playing it. It's been fifteen years since it came out," Joel sighed.

"I hated it then, and I hate it now. It's a disgrace to hip hop. Fo Shizzle," Benji nodded.

"Dad nobody says FO SHIZZLE anymore!" Tommy laughed.

"What do they say then?" He asked.

"Fo Sheezy," I said cooly.

"Yeah they used to say that too. Fo Sheezy. Fo Shizzle. Fo Shizzle Nizzle di..:

"PLEASE dad I don't need a repeat of the phone conversation," I said, as Tommy dug through the bag of stuff we'd gotten.

"I cant wait to try some of this stuff out," he laughed.

"HORNBALL. On a less sexy note... We haven't seen Paul in ages.. maybe sometime this week we could go to his house and break some expensive vases," I said.

"...You just saw him last wednesday," Joel replied.

"Yeah but his house is all full of overpriced crap and it is so fun to run around while him and his wife scream about how were gonna break the rare chinese mirrors or whatever," I laughed.

Our house was big, after years of being in a band, having a now major clothing line and succesfull record company, our Dad's had shitloads of money. But our house looked lived in and comfortable. Paul polished his belongings every morning before he even kissed his wife.

What a waste of money. He now had a skateboard company and of course EVERYONE bought a board from him cause he's Paul from Good Charlotte and it blew up to a big corporate national thing. It was awesome. We got free boards all the time.

"Guys, that's not nice, he spends a lot of money on all that crap. How would you like it if someone played with all the shit in out entertainment center thing?" he said, knowing we guarded our DVD's with our life.

"They wouldn't. I'd chop their hands off before they got across the TV room," I snapped.

*Benji*

"Oh alright, we'll drop by Paul's tomorow. But PROMISE me you wont roll his antique, 11,000 dollar vase down the street again," I said.

"We promise!"

*Tommy*

"Let's fuck!" I grinned, pulling Jake into the house with me as soon as Joel parked the car,

"I'm horny."

"As always," Jake grinned at me.

"And you wouldn't have it any other way," I smirked at him, kissing him roughly and pushing him down onto the sofa.

"Damn right," Jake grinned back, then looked up as Benji and Joel came into the room, "Wanna join us?"

"Well... if you insist..." Benji grinned, jumping onto the sofa with us, "Coming Joely?"

"Do I have a choice?" Joel teased, sitting on Benji's lap and kissing him roughly.

"Guess they're out," I laughed, pulling Jake closer to me and kissing him roughly, "I wanna fuck you so much."

"Do you?" Jake teased, "Nothing's stopping you."

I grinned and kissed his neck softly, gently biting down, causing him to moan in pleasure.

"Mmm.. take your shirt off," Jake whimpered, tugging at the bottom of my shirt.

I happily obliged and took my shirt off, moaning as I saw Joel fucking Benji roughly with a dildo. "God that's so fucking hot," Jake moaned.

*Jake*

I stripped our clothes off of us, but Tommy kept his eyes on our Dads. I tried not to look TOO much because it was making me VERY turned on and I didn't want to cum too early. I grabbed Tom's thigh and hooked it over my hip, pushing into him without lube. He moaned, being all for the pain. We turned our heads to look at Benji and Joel, our cheeks pressed together as I began thrusting in and out.

"FuuuuuuuuuuuuuCK JOEL," Benji moaned, thrusting his hips up into the air involuntarily. Tom gripped my shoulders and moaned loudly.

"God. Tom. Tight. Ugh," I panted. Every thrust into him brought me very deep. He was 5'1 or 5'2 and I was at least 5'4, so he had to stand on his toes... well toe actually since he had one leg around me... to be high enough up for me to even go in at this angle.

"I... Guh..." was all Tom managed in response. My eyes fell shut from all the sensations and I was oblivious to anything other than Tommy. When I finally pried them open, curious as to why JOEL was moaning this time around, I saw Benji sucking him off. From my angle I couldn't see but I knew he was fingering him or using the dildo or something like that.

"Oh fuck..." I gasped, cumming at the site, soon after followed by Tommy. He put so much weight on me we both toppled to the floor.

"Damn. Are you alright?" Benji asked.

"KEEP GOING!" Joel screamed, grabbing Benji's head and shoving his dick roughly into his mouth. How... Demanding. Soon he bucked his hips, moaning 'Benji' over and over, before falling back against the couch limp. It was then I reaized how much weight Tom was putting on me. He wasn't SKINNY by any means.

"Tom.... TOM... GET OFF I cant breath!" I said, shoving him off. I heard him thud against something... Prolly the table or the wall but I didn't really care.