Rock Hard Thanksgiving - Part 2

One of my awesome patrons requested a sequel to last November's higher tier monthly story, Rock Hard Thanksgiving.

I hope you guys enjoy this sequel - let me know in the comments if you want to see more of this prank happy family!

It was the week before Christmas, and even though it had been four weeks since my cousins had pranked me with Viagra at our family Thanksgiving dinner, I was still fuming. It was bad enough that my younger cousin, Wade, had slipped Viagra into my drink in the first place, but Hayden and Caleb holding me in place until I shot my load everywhere was mortifying.

I’d made damn sure that we were all meeting up before Christmas, and I had my payback ready to go. If they loved Viagra play so much then they were in for a treat.

Unfortunately, things wouldn’t quite play out the way I’d planned.

Every year before Christmas, me, my dad, my uncle and my cousins met up for our annual bowling tournament, which was accompanied by copious amounts of beer and more pizza than anyone human should ever consume.

I had a week back home with my parents for the holidays and I drove me and my dad to our favourite bowling alley where we’d met my uncle and my cousins.

“Got your payback planned?” Dad said with a grin.

I shrugged. “Maybe. Not sure I can be bothered to prank those guys again.”

My dad laughed. “I hope you can come up with a better response when we meet up with them. Your uncle won’t buy that bullshit any more than I did.”

It was my turn to laugh. “Fair point, Pop.”

As soon as I pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car, I was immediately attacked by my three cousins and my uncle.

Once we’d hugged and back slapped and said hello, we headed into the bowling alley, grabbed a round of beers, changed into the hideous clown shoes and headed for the free lane at the end of the alley.

Hayden, my oldest cousin, was wearing a pair of exceptionally tight jeans that both my dad and my uncle were teasing him mercifully about. But I’d noticed that they were also incredibly low cut and every time he bent over, he flashed the white of his undies.

“Have you seen what I’ve seen?” Wade whispered to me, his eyes on his older brother.

I grinned. “Oh yeah. Someone is just begging for a wedgie.”

We both giggled like kids and stood up.

As soon as Hayden bent over to retrieve his ball, both Wade and I grabbed either side of his undies and yanked them skyward. Hayden howled and dropped his ball with a loud bang as my dad and my uncle roared with laughter.

What we hadn’t expected was how skimpy and flimsy Hayden’s undies were. They were just a pair of a tiny bikini briefs and with my strength and Wade’s, there was a loud rip and Hayden gasped as we pulled his undies free from his tight jeans.

“What the fuck guys?” he yelled, shoving us both in the chest.

“Who knew you’d be wearing such weak underwear,” Wade laughed.

“Yeah, I pictured you for something more manly,” I added.

Everyone laughed as Hayden adjusted his jeans and pulled the tattered remains of his briefs off over his head, dropping them on the floor.

“You wanna be careful,” Hayden said with a shrug. “We’ve got a long evening ahead.”

Wade and I exchanged a look and laughed.

As much as I wanted to get revenge on all three of my cousins, this was the perfect prank to kick start the evening. It would draw any attention away from me. No one would think I was plotting when I’d done a prank with Wade.

As the evening wore on, I lost track of how much beer and pizza I’d had. We were on our fourth bowling match and so far, there was no clear winner.

Being a family of competitive guys that were all over six foot, broad and muscular, we garnered quite a bit of attention from those around us; especially as we were constantly yelling and hollering at one another whilst stealing bowling balls, spilling beer and slapping butts.

After the fourth match, Uncle James sat back in one of the chairs and demanded tequila shots.

I immediately jumped up and headed to the bar. This was exactly the opportunity I was after.

After the barman had put six tequilas in shot glasses on a circular tray for me, I waited for him to leave before pulling three little blue pills from my pocket. I added one pill to each of the three glasses on the right of the tray, gave them a quick stir with my finger and then headed back to the family.

Unfortunately, I hadn’t factored in how drunk I was, or how greedy my cousins were. Before I could dictate who had what glass, Hayden came over and necked one of the Viagra shots. I was about to grab the tray back from him when he grabbed another of the Viagra shots and necked that too.

Fuck, could he have two?

At that point, Caleb grabbed two shots and downed them before my dad and my uncle took one each, leaving me and Wade with nothing.

The question was, aside from Hayden, who’d gotten the third Viagra shot?

As we started our fifth game, I kept glancing at Hayden and was unsurprised to see his face flushing after just a few minutes.

By the time he’d scored his third spare in a row, I could tell that Hayden was going to regret wearing those tight jeans; even more so after Wade and I had ripped his undies off. They clung so tightly to him that I could clearly see the outline of his rock-hard dick.

Wade elbowed me, seeing where I was looking. “Am I right in thinking that you had something to do with that?”

I nodded. “Yeah, Hay may have downed two of the shots I spiked.”

Wade stifled a laugh into his shirt. “How many were spiked?”

I held up three fingers and Wade immediately looked around at Caleb, my dad and my uncle. My dad was a little rosy-cheeked but that was standard for him when he’d had a few too many. Caleb looked perfectly normal and there was no distinguishable bulge in his pants.

“Woah, it’s my dad,” Wade whispered.

I looked over at Uncle James, and sure enough, his cheeks were flushed, but he didn’t appear to have any tent in his pants.

Hayden, on the other hand, was now sat down, desperately trying to disguise the hard on in his jeans, not to mention the wet spot near the head that had leaked through the denim.

“Who fancies a group photo?” Wade said as he jumped to his feet.

My dad stood up and grabbed Caleb, before pulling me to his other side. Uncle James got to his feet and put one arm around Caleb and one around Wade, who pulled his phone out and put it on selfie mode.

“Hayden, get your ass up,” Uncle James said in a loud voice.

Hayden shook his head, sweat glistening on his face and the triangle of chest that was exposed at the top of his shirt.

“What’s up bro?” Caleb asked with a frown, pulling away from us. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, you’re looking a little flushed,” Wade said, barely able to suppress his grin as he wagged his eyebrows at me.

Hayden immediately locked eyes with his younger brother. “You fucker! Did you slip me Viagra this time?”

Wade took a step back and shook his head. “Nope, but Jace did!”

Hayden’s eyes bulged. “Why the fuck did you do that? Wade was the one that gave it to you at Thanksgiving.”

I shrugged. “And you and Caleb held me and made me cum! I was gonna prank all three of you, but you necked the shots before I could make sure they went to the right people.”

“You drank two of them, Hay,” Wade said with glee.

“Who drank the third?” Caleb asked. “I feel fine.”

My dad shrugged. “Not me.”

Uncle James rolled his eyes. “I got the third, but thankfully for me, I’ve been taking it for so long that I need two to get things properly racing. This is just a mild semi.”

He grabbed the bulge in his pants for effect, making us all laugh.

 “What will two do to me?” Hayden said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Uncle James pulled him to his feet, and we all howled with laughter at the size of the wet, sticky patch on the front of Hayden’s jeans.

“I’d say you have very little time before you blow your load inside those tight jeans, and I’m guessing they’re gonna be soaked based on how much you’re leaking.”

Hayden gasped. “I’m getting outta here.”

All four of us grabbed him

“You didn’t let me go, so you don’t get to go either,” I said with a smug grin.

Wade grabbed Hayden’s cock through his jeans and Hayden groaned loudly. “Get off, you little dick. I’m . . . fuck.”

We all shared a look before we all dived in. Uncle James tweaked one nipple, my dad tweaked the other, Caleb grabbed his ass, and Wade stroked his cock a couple of times.

Hayden’s body tensed, his breathing ragged, before he pushed Wade’s hand away and jerked himself through his jeans.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK,” he yelled as the wet patch suddenly spread as he milked his cock inside his jeans.

Cum dribbled down the outside of his jeans as he shot one of the biggest loads I’d ever seen.

We were all laughing hysterically as he finally finished and collapsed back in his seat.

“You fuckers wanna watch out at New Years,” he said with a sigh.

We all laughed harder, but I couldn’t help but wonder what New Years would have in store?