Your dad... And he's not happy

While you're sitting there wondering who's barging into your house, Cassidy throws his controller aside and pulls your mother's head back.

"Suck him for a sec," he grunts, jacking off as Mom leans over to you and slips your cock into her mouth.

"Wait, I heard the door," you protest weakly as she begins sucking you off. "And, aah... A-and you're probably way closer--"

"Don't worry about it," he hisses, stroking himself even faster and aiming at Mom's cheek. "I'm totally not gonna blow my load all over her."

"Dude, I'm serious! Take her back," you reply. "Someone's coming!"

"Yeeeah," he groans, just as his cock begins shooting jizz across Mom's face and chest. She tries to pull away and figure out what's happening, but you hold her down; Cassidy is making a mess of things, but maybe you can control the situation.

"Uh, don't worry Mom. Cassidy just spilled some lube... Keep sucking, I'm almost there," you lie, pulling her towards your crotch until your cockhead works its way into her throat. She struggles to swallow it down, your brother's load dripping from her twitching face. "Just close your eyes and keep sucking..."

Just then, you hear a voice from the hallway.

"Honey? Boys? I didn't like the way we left things this morning, so I thought I'd come home for lunch, hash things out."

Oh shit... Dad.

"I brought Chinese--Ah!" He pokes his head around the corner, sees Mom on her knees, then shields his eyes. "I... I guess I should be happy that you're helping your mother... And that you're using her mouth this time..."

"Our pleasure," Cassidy says, wiping his cock on Mom's cheek.

Oh my God, Cassidy, you're such a fucking moron! You grit your teeth. If Dad sees that, he's gonna--

"Wait, what? Is that... What the HELL do you think you're doing!?" You stifle a groan as your father storms into the room, looking Mom up and down. "You're d-double teaming her, for fuck's sake, and you're not even letting her swallow your c-cuh... He swallows hard. "...Her medicine? This is totally inappropriate, and unacceptable, and... And..."

"Relax, Dad, I can explain--"

"Oh, is that right? You can explain? YOU'RE STILL FUCKING HER GODDAMN MOUTH!"

Oh. Right. You take your hand off of Mom's head, letting her fall back. Your swollen cock springs out of her mouth with a pop, and she gasps for breath as your father continues ranting.

"That's it. I knew I let this go too far... I could sense it when I left this morning, and this is the final straw."

"Dad, it's okay," Cassidy says, tucking away his junk. "It's just one missed load... We've been giving her plenty more."

"Sssh, dude," you hiss. "Not helping."

"No. No, this is... Just... No." Your father crosses his arms, standing behind Mom's kneeling form as she recovers from the facefucking. "You've been taking advantage. This is supposed to be about keeping your mother healthy, and you boys have perverted it. Look what she's wearing, for God's sake!"

Kneeling down, he strokes Mom's hair, grimacing as he sees that it's matted with you and your brother's jizz. Then he tries to help her adjust her outfit, pulling the sheer, flowing fabric over her private parts. That's when his expression turns even darker.

"...Is this what I think it is?"

"Uh... What do you mean, Dad?"

"Don't 'what do you mean Dad' me. Is this your cum in your mother's... In her..."

"Oh, that." You cross your hands over your lap, trying in vain to hide your hard-on; for the first time today, you're regretting not wearing pants. "Maybe... Like, just a little bit. I didn't pull out fast enough, and--"

"Enough. I don't wanna hear it," Dad sighs, taking a step back. "I've had just about enough of this. I'm going to go eat lunch, and you're not going to touch your mother for... For... Until I decide otherwise."

Cassidy looks like he's been slapped in the face. "You can't do that! How am I supposed to bust--"

"--To be sure that Mom gets enough medicine? She needs more doses," you say firmly, interrupting your brother's idiotic argument.

"Oh, really? I thought you boys were giving her plenty? Isn't that the whole reason for this... This chaos?" He gives you a hard look, and then his eyes flicker to Mom's plastered face and dripping asshole. "Surely you haven't been lying to me?"

"...Right, yeah," you reply, defeated. "Of course we've been doing a good job, Dad. She can definitely afford to take a break from her regimen. A small break, anyway."

"Damn right," he says, looking pleased with himself.

Ugh. If he thinks he's taking back control of this family, he can think again.

Next it's Cassidy's turn to act sheepish. "...Can we at least get some of that Chinese food? I'm starving."

"Fine. I'm going to eat in the study, catch up on some paperwork... I don't even want to look at you right now. I'll leave some in the fridge." He helps Mom to her feet, while trying not to get cum on his hands. "Honey, you need a shower. And for God's sake, put something decent on afterwards." Without waiting for a reply, your father storms off down the hall.

"O-okay," Mom calls after him shakily, "but I don't think I still have anything--"

"Don't worry, Mom," you tell her, standing up and moving close to her. "He just means something clean. We've had a few accidents on this, so... Yeah." You grab a handful of her ass, admiring your load as it glistens between her thighs.

"Hey, I don't think you should be doing that," she says uncertainly. "We're taking a break, aren't we? No more medicine for a while, so... So you don't need to do things that will help you get ready." She glances down as your erection prods her leg.

"No, no, I'm just helping you up. I definitely plan on respecting Dad's wishes," you reply, rubbing up against her for a moment before letting go.

"But I was already up..." She falters as you shake your head. "Wasn't I?"

"You're just a little confused, Mom. Don't worry." You smile encouragingly, and she returns it with slightly less enthusiasm. "Let's get you in the shower, yeah?"

"Okay, let's--Wait, you're coming with me?"

"Sure I am! It's my fault you got messy, so it's my job to clean you up."

"...B-but it was Cassidy who spilled the lube--"

Your brother nods. "She's got a point. Maybe I should take her instead?"

"Dude, you owe me," you whisper to him. "You're the one who fucked things up with Dad!"

"...Fine, whatever. My balls are empty anyway."

Your mother furrows her brow. "What do you mean--"

"OKAY, so, let's get going!" You plant a hand on her shoulder, guiding her firmly towards the stairs as Cassidy returns to his game.