For as long as I can remember my uncle Jay has been visiting my dad, his older brother, at least twice a week. When he visits he'll say hello to my mom and me, then invariably they'll disappear down into the basement my father has converted into his study and games room.
For years I genuinely thought they were watching movies, playing pool and drinking beer. My mom never once as far as I can recall, went down there once my dad and Jay descended down the basement stairs.
Only as of a few weeks back things have changed. I was desperate to borrow some money off my dad, not having my mom present as she was out at my grandma's house. Moving down the basement steps, I heard what sounded like a movie playing, but when I reached the bottom step and looked over at the couch, I saw both my dad and Jay naked on it.
Not only were they naked and watching gay porn, my father was knelt behind his younger brother and he was fucking the shit out of him. I watched for about five minutes or so, with both men facing sideways on, but away from me.
My dad absolutely pounded my uncle and Jay was telling my dad just how good his cock felt up his asshole. Before I was discovered, I quickly but quietly climbed back up the stairs and sat in the kitchen reliving what I'd just witnessed.
I'd been sat there god knows how long, when my mo walks back in. Not able to hold back, I told my mom everything I'd seen and also told her how much my dad and Jay were enjoying themselves. My mom sat and listened calmly and quietly, then as soon I stopped talking she said "I know all about it honey. They've been very close brothers even before I met your dad. Now give them a few more minutes and shout down to them that I'm making our evening meal".
To say I was shocked is an understatement. Not only that my mom took so casually, but that she'd known all along and accepted that her husband was bisexual and fucking his brother.
I did shout down to them, and half an hour later with myself being very uncomfortable, we all ate our food. It was my mom who broke the ice when she openly said "Your daughter has seen you and Jay together earlier. Guess you can explain".
Over the next half an hour my father and Jay basically told me as young teenagers they'd discovered sex together. And living on a remote farm well away from any girls, they'd explored gay sex with each other.
It turns out from the age of fifteen my dad was fucking his younger brother, and they'd both found they enjoyed the sex. And from that first time when my dad fucked his sibling, they've been fucking ever since.
My mom already knew about them before she got together with my father, so to her it wasn't an issue. But to me right now, it still is. I know they're adults, as was my mom when she met my dad, yet I cannot get the image of my father fucking his brother out of my mind. And I cannot seem to get past the fact they're all so cool about it.
My dad even suggested if I wanted to, I could bring my boyfriend round and use the basement to enjoy ourselves in. After all he said "It's not as though we're always down there fucking".
It's a bit too raw for me right now, and might be for some time. I'm in shock I suppose and it's still not yet sunk in, the man who I've adored all my life, enjoys fucking other men.
Yet the biggest head wrecker for me, is my moms total acceptance her husband fucks, and loves fucking a guys asshole, even if it is his brothers.