Months Later

There were so many doors to knock on in the house. The door to Justin's room. The door to Max's room. The door to the lair. The door to the living room. The door to the kitchen of the sub shop. But all of that stopped when a certain blonde vampire moved in across the street. It was the first time Justin started to tell Max, "no, dude, get out. I'm in a relationship." As if that had anything to do with anything. Max was so horny, he just wanted Justin to hurry up already and stop being annoying. That was when he noticed a text pop up on his phone.

Dad: Can you stop by the lair and pick up the I-Crystal I ordered for class?

Another text.

Dad: Just put it on the table and DO NOT DROP IT!

Max sighed.

Me: I won't drop it this time.

Max got up, running downstairs to go to the lair. No one was here. It was so weird. When he got to the sub station, he noticed a note near the cash register.

We tried to wake you up, but it's Family Movie Day. If you see this before we're back, come to the movie theater.

-Love, Mom

Passing on that, Max headed into the lair. He opened the door to the Wizard World to pick up the very heavy package. When he opened the box to pull out the crystal, he actually meant to just leave it on the counter. But he did something unexpected. He read words. Crystal ball with a convenient search engine capable of divining answers in the past, present, and future. Understanding most of the words in that sentence, Max got an idea. He was opening the box before he realized what he was doing. When the crystal ball was set up, it began to glow a deep blue. He didn't intend to read the instructions, so he hoped that meant it was on.

"Show me how to get Justin to-"

He was cut off when the crystal ball said, "Updating."

"Begin without updating," Max sighed.

"Are you sure?" The ball asked.

"Yes," Max nodded.

"Are you positive?"

"Just start already," Max said.

"Input query."

"What did you just call me?"

The crystal ball had the nerve to sigh at him. "What is your question?"

"Is Justin gonna be dating Juliet forever?" Max asked quickly.

The crystal ball went foggy, an image forming inside it. When Max looked into it, he saw Justin looking over his shoulder at-

"Ah!" Max screamed, jumping behind the couch at the sight. "Who's the old witch?"

"Wait a second," the crystal ball said to him. He peeked over the couch. The old lady turned around, teary-eyed, as Justin said, "Juliet. I'll never forget you."

"Wow, she is old," Max sighed, climbing back over to get in his seat again. "She has to be at least seventy-four or something."

"Not even close," the crystal ball said. "Was that the answer to your question?"

"Yeah," Max said happily.

"Would you like to submit a brief survey about your user experience-"

"Skip," Max ignored the crystal's sigh. "So, they're gonna break up and Justin's not gonna have any excuse-"

"I didn't say that," the crystal said. The fog swirled around, fading to reveal Justin in a suit. As Max looked around, he finally noticed someone who was most definitely not Juliet walking down the aisle in a white wedding dress.

"No!" Max said. "If he's not in the mood when he has a girlfriend, he's not gonna be in the mood when he has a wife."

"I didn't say that either," the crystal laughed.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you wish to allow X-rated visions of the fut-"

"Yes!" Max said quickly. The crystal showed an image from the future.

A young boy with brown hair was sitting in a bedroom that was obviously decorated for a young teen. And he looked like-

"Shit, that dude looks just like Justin!" Max exclaimed, eyes glued to the crystal. The crystal even showed Justin walk into the room, and...damn, he was a total dilf. Max would totally wanna get drilled by him at that age. The boy called Justin "dad," which made Max's eyes widen. As the scene played out, Max watched.

"I'm working on Anatomy and I can figure out where the muscles are easier if I can feel them on a model." Justin sighed, finally realizing. "Since you're a pretty muscly guy, I thought it was good that you got home now."

"Uh..." Justin began, smiling now. "Well, I understand why you think I'd be the best option. Okay, what should I do?"

"Take off your shirt."

"Right, right," Justin said awkwardly. He took off his blazer and shirt while Roman glanced at the worksheet again.

"I think you might need to take off your pants, too," Roman realized. "I have to shade in the gastrocnemius and the iliopsoas."

"Uhh...sure, sure." Justin removed his shoes and khakis, too, so he was standing there in front of Roman in nothing but a pair of boxer-briefs.

"Alright, so..." Roman looked at the first one. "This should be easy. Biceps."

He felt along his dad's upper arm. He did notice it."This is great, they're so developed." Roman went to shade along the figure on his assignment, missing the way Justin's breathing picked up. "Pectoralis major should be..." He felt along Justin's chest, using a few fingers to rub against the skin and see where he found resistance. "Here."

"This is almost like a massage," his dad joked. "Don't be afraid to use some muscle, I'm tense."

"Dad jokes haven't been funny in the entire history of humanity, Dad," Roman sighed. He shaded in that area before moving down along the arms and body. After doing the external obliques near his dad's sides, he went down. But when Roman started rubbing along his dad's hips to find where he felt the gluteus medius, Justin started fidgeting around uncomfortably. "Dad, stay still or I won't find the maximus." Roman kept rubbing along Justin's hip and glutes to find it.

"The what-yus what?" Max wondered. But he felt himself start to stiffen up. He really wished he could fondle Justin like that instead. Unbuttoning his jeans, he pulled his dick out. It was already half-hard and all he could think of was the fact that this was so hot. Since he wasn't hard enough to stroke himself properly, he started with his balls. He rolled them around, applying more pressure with his fingers to squeeze them a bit. Max loved a little pain when he was jacking off. It felt so much hotter.

Usually, Justin could handle that. When he got choked by his big bro, Max had to fight not to bust right away. It was almost as hot as when he managed to taunt or prod Justin enough to get his older brother to slap him. Getting him riled enough to break his composure wasn't easy. But Max could be considered a professional when it came to getting under people's skin. Speaking of skin, he was pulling at his as he pulled his balls. He rubbed his fingers together, moaning out at that. He exclaimed, "FUCK!" Now, he was as hard as he could possibly get. Switching hands, he grabbed his cock with his favorite hand and pulled and stroked his balls with the other. As he jacked himself off, he noticed what was going on in the crystal ball.

"And that should be the erection," Roman said dismissively. Then his eyes widened. Justin grabbed a notebook to cover himself, but Roman had already seen. "Oh my gosh!"

"Sorry, Roman, I-"

"Wow, Dad, it's huge!" Roman exclaimed.

"Uh..." Justin began. The look on his face was hesitant, but Roman hadn't looked up since he got that quick glance. "Did...you want to see it?"

"Yeah," Roman nodded quickly, looking up at his dad's face hopefully. "If I can."

"Sure," Justin put the notebook on the desk again so that Roman could see. Justin's dick was huge. Almost as long as Roman's forearm and straining against his boxer-briefs. Soon the younger boy was reaching for it. It was so long and so hard. He started to rub at it through the fabric. When Justin grunted, Roman looked up.

"Did I do something bad?"

"No, you..." Justin said breathily. "You did something very good."

Smiling a little, Roman returned to rubbing his dad's cock through his underwear. It was so big. He kept massaging it through the thin barrier until he noticed a dark spot appear near the end of it. "Dad, what's that?"

"Do you wanna take it out so you can learn?" As soon as his dad said the word learn, Roman was pulling them down for him to step out of. It slapped his face a little bit, smearing this sticky stuff on his cheek before his dad stepped out of them. "It's called pre-cum."

"What does it do?" Roman gulped.

"It just means that I think you're doing a good job." Justin said, looking down at his son. "You're growing up so fast, Roman."

"Thanks," Roman grabbed his dad's dick with both hands, pumping it. His dad's balls were equally huge, but he couldn't take his focus away yet. Especially when there was a trail of pre-cum falling from the tip.

"I think you might even like...the taste of it," Dad said.

Roman looked up for a second to see Justin nod. Then he leaned forward, tongue shooting up to catch his dad's pre-cum

"Shit, suck it," Max moaned as he pulled at his dick and his balls. "Fuck, fuck," he breathed as he watched his...shit, was that his nephew? "Fuck, that's so fucking hot," he groaned as he started to move his hips, thrusting into his hand.

Roman leaned in, opening his mouth to take his dad's cock into it. At first, he only got the head in. His tongue curled around it as he opened his jaw farther to take a little more.

"Mmmmm, Romey," his dad moaned. Roman shot off of it.

"What happened?" Roman asked, worried. "Am I doing it right?"

"You're doing it great," his dad moaned.

"And this is normal, right?"

"Yes, totally."

Roman took it into his mouth again, his tongue cradling it.

"That feels so good, son," Justin groaned, his hand finding the back of Roman's head to gently encourage him to take more. "Mmmm, you're doing so great. Lots of spit and it'll be easier to go deeper." Roman bobbed his head, taking more. His dad was right. It did get easier the more spit there was. In fact, he liked it so much that he noticed a stirring in his pants. He unzipped them and pulled his boxers down enough to let his cock free.

"Damn, I'm so hard Dad," Roman moaned as he came up to start jacking his dad off while he stroked himself.

"Call me Daddy," his dad ordered firmly.

"Yes, Daddy," Roman said breathily.

"You're such a fucking good boy, Romey." Justin said. "Keep sucking it."

Roman went back to sucking his dad's dick while he pumped what didn't fit in his mouth. When Justin grabbed his hand, Roman felt the older man spit into it before guiding it back down to grab the shaft. Roman kept stroking it while he stroked himself at the same time. "Thanks, Daddy. I love it when you compliment me." He went back to sucking his dad off.

"You deserve it," Roman kept bobbing his head, finally getting more than half of it in his mouth. "My balls. Suck my balls."

The only thing he could think about right now was how bad he wanted someone to suck his balls right now. That's when he felt his wand next to him. He grabbed it quickly, waving it as he cast a spell. "Edgebono utoosis," he moaned and a light flashed as a copy of himself appeared right next to him. Since all he had on when he cast the spell was his shirt and his half-pulled-down jeans, the clone had his dick out when he solidified on the couch beside him. "Take your clothes off," he said.

The clone rushed to take off his clothes, pulling off his shirt and kicking off his shoes and jeans. He looked at Max lustfully. The teen actually didn't know clones could feel horny. But it was hot. "You too," he said breathily.

Max was quick to oblige, taking off his clothes quickly to join his clone on the couch, both boys naked. "Suck my balls, bro." Max pulled the clone close as he lied back on the couch. Clone-Max seemed to be just as hungry as Real-Max. He opened his mouth quickly, taking Real-Max's balls into his mouth. "Oh fuuuuuck, broooo," Max threw his head back as he moaned. "Oh yeah." Clone-Max obviously knew what Real-Max liked. He sucked hard at his balls. He even ran his teeth along the skin of his balls gently. When he licked up the shaft of Max's dick, the two boys locked eyes with each other. Clone-Max's eyes were playful, and slutty, and lusty. "Fuuuuuuck," Max moaned, averting his eyes so he wouldn't blow his load. That was a mistake because the only thing there was to look at was the crystal ball.

Justin moaned, sitting in a desk chair with his dick in his son's hole now. "I wanna show you how we finish."

"What do we do?" Roman whined.

"Grab my neck." Roman wrapped his arms around Justin's neck and, the next thing he knew, his dad was standing up out of the chair. Quickly wrapping his legs around the older man's waist, Roman gasped when his dad started to fuck him again. "I'm gonna cum, Roman. Your hole feels so good I'm gonna fucking cum."

"I want you to cum, Daddy," as soon as he said that, Justin thrust all the way inside him and keep his hips still.

"Fuck...ahhh...fuck...shiiiit...fuck ooo...shit." Max moaned as he realized that his brother was cumming inside his son right now. Then his clone put a finger up his ass, massaging his prostate as he deepthroated his cock. "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" Real-Max cried out as he came, his clone sucking and gulping each and every rope of cum that Real-Max shot in his mouth. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK OOOOOOOOHHHH FUUUUUUCKING SHIIIIIIIIT!" He looked at the crystal again.

"Ahhh...I'm gonna cum, Daddy," Roman moaned. Justin quickly pulled Roman off him, his son whining at the loss. It didn't last long, though, because his dad set him down to lay on the desk and knelt to take Roman's dick in his mouth. "FUUUCK." It was so warm and wet and then his dad's tongue started-"I'm cumming!" His dick started twitching, but Justin kept sucking. "Ohhh...fuck, Daddy, FUCK!"

"Mmm...mmmph...mmmgh...mmm..." Justin moaned as he sucked the cum out of Roman's dick, swallowing quickly before licking down the boys balls to lick the cum out of his hole.

"Ohh my goooosh..." Roman moaned as he felt his dad's tongue lapping at his hole. "Ahh...ahh...ahh...ahhhhhh."

"I wish I'd saved some for your cute little face, Romey." Justin kissed at his son's hole before he stood up again, both of them panting and sweating.

"Fuuuck," Max moaned as the image in the crystal faded away. When he turned back to the clone, he noticed his identical face right in front of him. He still had that lustful look in his eye.

"Want me to cum inside you?" The clone asked.

"Fuck yeah, I d-" Max started, only to be cut off by the crystal ball.

"Please take a moment for a brief survey on the quality of your predic-" it began.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Clone-Max and Real-Max screamed in unison.