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Itâs Christmas morning, Iâm too excited and canât sleep so I'm the first out of bed. I am super excited this year. Usually, I get shipped off to Momâs place for the holidays. But this year I finally get to spend Christmas with the guys. It is the stipulation of their divorce. Mom got me until I turned 18 and thatâs when I could decide where I want to spend the holidays. I bury my nose in my Lucky Charms, searching for the various hidden marshmallow shapes on the box as I scoop spoonfuls of sugary goodness into my mouth. We opened gifts last night. My Christmas fleece robe feels so comfortable, snuggling my body as I eat. Every now and then I glance out the panoramic windows lining the north side of the log cabin weâre vacationing in. Another snowstorm is moving in, adding even more snow to what already blanketed everything last night. I look up and see Dad walk down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He walks over and starts up the coffee machine. Itâs one of my favorite smells â the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the crisp, pungent aroma of the Christmas tree next to the fireplace. I swirl my cereal, chasing bits of milk-drenched cereal with my spoon when Dad walks over. âMerry Christmas, Baby Boy,â he says as he tousles my hair. âIâm not a baby anymore!â I pull my head away from Dadâs hand. âWell, you sure couldnât tell by the lack of hair on your chest,â Robbie ribs, reaching into my robe to rub the smooth skin of my chest before opening the top of his robe and puffing out his pelt of chest hair. âYouâll always be my Baby Boy.â Before I can protest, Dad pulls my head back and gives me a kiss above both of my eyebrows then heads to the refrigerator to pull out the container of half and half. âIâm so glad to have you with us this year!â âMe too, Dad.â Coffee-to-cream-to-white-mocha-syrup perfected, Dad leans against the kitchen counter and grabs his phone to start the dayâs Wordle. I turn my head, drawn by the motion of Dad mindlessly scratching his crotch. Dad has a habit of letting his robeâs belt go loose, so Iâm not unfamiliar with seeing the fur that covers him. However, this morning it went really slack, providing more than a peek. I could see Dad in all of his glory and I must say â it was mesmerizing. But what was gleaming amongst his fur? Dad looks up from his phone, the side of his face raising in a smirk and a wink of the eye. I dart my eyes back to my bowl and busy myself scooping up the last bits of cereal in my bowl. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a giant grin on Robbieâs face as I upend the sugary milk into my mouth. Outside, the wind begins to pick up, howling. The blizzard conditions makes it nearly impossible to see the evergreens across the way. Dad walks over to the window and pauses to appreciate the beauty of such extreme weather conditions. He then turns his attention to the glowing embers in the fireplace. Some newspaper and a handful of kindling bring the fire back to life, flickering against the newly added logs with red and orange flames. I hear clanging as Dad pulls out a long, black duffel bag and places it in front of the growing fire. From inside of the bag, he starts pulling out a series of silver-grey pipes; connecting pieces to erect a frame. âHo Ho Ho â Merry Christmas!!â We all turn to the voice at the top of the stairs. Itâs Santa! WellâŠGrandpa in his Father Christmas garb: burgundy, full-length overcoat trimmed in brown faux fur, black pants, olive green vest, and of course, his black pair of brightly polished harness boots. Iâve seen him work gigs over the holiday season. He is a sight to behold. Grandpa much prefers the folklore version of the holiday gift-giver over the commercial red and white Coca-Cola Santa. Itâs fun watching grown-ups turn into giant kids at the authenticity of his look. I must admit, with that trimmed white beard, rounded belly, and jovial smile, he always captures my attention. Dad greets him at the bottom of the stairs. Lifting a twig of mistletoe over his head, he cheers âMerry Christmas, Pops!â He lifts his hand under Father Christmasâ beard, cradling his chin to lean in and give him a deep, sultry kiss. My head twitches and I blink hard. My eyes dart over at Robbie who has made his way over to Grandpa for his own passionate kiss. âWhat the fuck is going on here?!â âMerry Christmas, Baby Boy.â Grandpa leans over me, gloved fingertips flicking my nipples as he reaches inside my robe for a hug and kiss on the forehead. My eyes close and I shudder. âUmmmâŠuhhh....Merry Christmas, Grandpa.â I feel my cheeks ignite as my face reddens. Yeah, sureâŠwho hasnât fantasized about sitting on Santaâs lap. But Grandpa?!? He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, rectangular box wrapped in metallic red paper with sparkling, silver glitter. âI have a very special gift for you this Christmas morning that will make your holidays merry and bright.â âI know what youâre getting! I know what youâre getting!â Robbie gleefully rubs his hands together before helping Dad hang a sheet of thick leather from the corners of the poles. Grandpa takes off his jacket and hangs it on the coat rack near the door. When he turns in my direction, I notice that he isn't wearing his usual black, oversized shirt. White tufts of fur spill over the top of his vest and escape around the laces tying it together. I have always wanted to rub my face in that beard as white as the snow blustering against the windows. Again â Santa fantasy. *shrug* Even if my own grandpa. âCome, sit on Santaâs lap.â I feel a bit silly, thinking I have outgrown such a silly tradition but I play along. Itâs Christmas after all. Tis the season and all. It is only when the head of my dick pokes through my robe that I became aware of how aroused I am. I quickly cover myself hoping no one saw. Scanning their faces â they saw. âYour dad tells me what an extra special little boy youâve been this year, Billy Boy, and that you hit a milestone birthday last week.â Grandpa hands me the glittery package. âHe may now be 18, but he will always be my Baby Boy.â Dad tousles my hair again before I swat it away and turn my attention to the gift. I open the small, white box to find an orange-capped syringe nestled in white tissue paper.
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Jack was lounging in his living room. The house was so quite without any nagging wife he thought to himself. Jack has just gone through a divorce and had kept the house. His now ex-wife was a thing of the past and he could now dedicate his time to pnp as he wished. No more would he have to sneak around or fake business trips for his pnp sessions. Jack got up and looked at himself in the mirror. Jack was a man aged 40 years. He was a shade of tan for a white man that spent little time in the sun. Plenty of time spent at the gym had shaped in into great shape. He wasnât all muscles but he was not pudgy. He was a happy medium that always attracted the attention of both men and women. He was bare chested as the warm weather permitted the lack of shirt. A soft brush of barely noticeable chest hair funneled down to a nice happy trail. His shorts were of a thin basketball mesh that easily showed off his big bell-shaped head. He was freeballing has he had little use for underwear. Jack had just finished getting everything ready for his guest of honor â the only positive thing about his failed marriage, his step son Manny. He had plenty of plans for him now that he had turned 18 and moved away from his mother. The doorbell rings and Jack goes to open the front door. There stood the manâs desire of the night. Manny was an 18 year old latino young man. He was shorter than Jack by about 6 inches, which suited them both. Manny was a cross between a twink and hunk; a twunk. He obviously was more on the twink side but had great musculature. Manny had a not so secret crush on his stepdad ever since he walked in on him getting out of the shower. Manny got an eyeful and his gaze lingered for a while before he got embarrassed and closed the door. J: Come on in. M: Thanks. Jack ushered Manny into the living room and they both sat down on the couch. J: Is it weird being back here now that the divorce is finalized. M: A little. I kind of half expect my mom coming around the corner or something. J: (chuckle) no, donât have to worry about that at all. You can relax (chuckle again). M: Okay. There was a long pause that showed the uncomfortability of the two. J: Letâs break the ice. Iâll be right back. Jack walked over to the kitchen and returned with 2 shot glasses. He hands one over to Manny. J: Okay, 1,2,3! They both down their shots. Manny had assumed it was a shot of hypnotic. The bitter taste was new to him as he had never had any alcohol before. Both were G with a little bit if blue Gatorade to make it look like hypnotic. Jack had given Manny almost double the amount he took. Not enough to knock him out , just super relax him. They both sat back down on the couch. Jack made small talk with Manny until it was evident that Manny was relaxed a bit in his seat. Jack took the time to jump into business. J: Okay, so I know this is a little awkward but we need to address the elephant in the room. I asked you to come over for the weekend to hang out and chill. But we also have an important issue to go over. Ever since you confided in me that you might be gay Iâve always been your confidant. I made sure that your mom never suspected anything about you. And I confided in you that I was bisexual to show you could trust me. However, we said that this weekend was dedicated to one issue. We will find out tonight if you are really gay or not. Manny has a scared look on his face. His mind was racing but a bit fogged. J: If you want to leave and forget about this, now is the time to do it. If you stay, you will do everything I say or ask of you. Is that understood? Manny nods his head. J: Say it⊠Say it out loud. M: I want to stay. I will do everything you say. I need to know if Iâm gay or just in a phase. Please help me Jack. J: Good boy. Iâll be right back. Go ahead and turn the tv on and press start on the laptop. Jack disappears into the hallway. Manny was feeling warm all over and was relaxing very well. He did as he was told and turned on the tv and started what he instantly knew to be porn playing on the laptop and tv. The big screen tv was mesmerizing to Manny with a man that looked like his stepdad getting head from a twink. Manny sat down and sunk into the couch a bit. Manny was thinking he was playing it so cool. He never would have been able to watch porn with anyone let alone his stepdad. The G was really relaxing the guy. Jack returns with a small tray. On the tray is a pipe loaded with shards in the bulb, a torch, and a modest size bag of T. All of these things were unfamiliar to Manny. Mannyâs attention switched from the porn to his stepdad with his tray of âthingsâ. Without even giving Manny a look, Jack took the pipe, lit the torch and melted down the shards. He breathed in a good amount and then slowly released the cloud. Manny stayed silent. Jack turned to Manny and held out the pipe. J: Youâre gonna take a hit from this. It will make you feel great. Iâll show you how to do it. Manny was hesitant because he was smart enough to realize that it was some kind of drug. But he had said he would do anything his stepdad said to do. He put his mouth on the pipe and followed Jackâs instructions on taking the hit. He held it it and then blew out a small cloud. J: oh that was just a baby hit. You can do better than that. Take another one, bigger this time. Manny hit the pipe again and blows out a cloud double the size of the first. He has a smirk on his face like he was trying not to show how proud he was to his stepdad. M: Wow! What is this stuff? J: Itâs just a little Tina. Donât worry about it. Just know that it is the best truth serum in the world. After a bit more of this, we will definitely now if you are gay or not. An evil smile came across Jackâs face. He was getting his boyâs hole and he was getting it tonight. Jack takes his hit, blows his cloud, and sits the pipe down on the tray. He sits down next to Manny. Mannyâs eyes returned to the tv showing the porn. Without thinking, Manny starts rubbing his dick through his shorts. He is in his own little world. Relaxed from the G and getting hornier by the second from his new love of T. J: Is it hot? I feel hot. Do you feel hot? Yes, of course you do. Take your shirt and shorts off. M: Okay sir. J: oh no, sir is much too formal. Call me âdaddyâ, son. Manny turned to his stepdad and says âyes, daddyâ. He then pulls off his shirt and throws it to the side. He stands up and drops his shorts. He sits down now with his hard dick showing through his boxer briefs. Jack picks up the pipe and hits again. He turns to his new âsonâ playing with his dick through his underwear and the massive stain of precum growing. J: Son, come take another hit. Go ahead and finish the bowl. Manny takes 3 good hits with big white clouds and finishes the bowl. Jack is at his laptop changing the porn. Manny looks over and this time the man in the video looked exactly like his stepdad fucking a twink. Manny looks over at Jack. J: Yeah, this is homemade. Do you like what you see, son? M: Yes, daddy. It looks sooo good. J: Good. Keep watching your daddy fuck your friend. Maybe one day Iâll introduce you two. Pull your legs up for daddy and slide those undies off. I wanna see if you have any tan lines. (laughs) As Manny turned to the tv, he does as he is told and throws his underwear at the tv. Jack reloads the pipe with more shards; more than the first bowl. He melts the T and takes a big hit and then holds it out for Manny. Manny has to take his hand off his dick to take the pipe but does as he told. J: Keep taking hits until itâs done. I want you in the stratosphere tonight. I love that natural latino brown that naturally covers your entire body. My sonâs body. Manny takes multiple hits and then sets the pipe down. Jack gets up and walks behind Manny. His hands start at Mannyâs neck and shoulders. The new touch makes Manny moan out loud. The hands go lower to Mannyâs chest and lightly touches his nipples. More moans. Jack explores the smooth body of his new son. He goes around to Mannyâs front and goes for the nipples again. Hands go down to the small patch of pubes and then slaps away Mannyâs hand and takes it in his hands. He holds the brown 7 inch uncut dick and closes his hand around it. Heâs so hard that he can feel Mannyâs pulse from the dick. He leans down and takes the dick into his mouth. M: OhhhhhâŠyes, that feels amazing daddy. Jack bobs down on the brown stick in front of him for a few minutes until he can taste the precum all around the dick. He grabs Mannyâs legs and bring them up. He tells Manny to hold them up. He starts licking the balls, swirling around each nut. Down and down further until his tongue touches the boyâs hole. He pauses. J: Have you let anyone in you before. Has anyone ever touched your hole before me? M: No daddy. Youâre the first. J: Good boy. Jack goes back to rimming the hole getting it nice and sloppy. He stops and returns to his spot on the couch. He changes the porn to a video of himself getting head from a different twink as someone is rimming the twink from behind. No face can be seen of the other man. J: Do you want more clouds, boy? Are they making you feel good? M: Yes, please. Daddy I want more. J: Then come pull my shorts off with your teeth and attend to your daddyâs dick. Manny get on his hands and knees and pulls the shorts off. He looks up and sees a big white dick. It was 8 inches of white cock sticking straight up. The newbie starts on his thick mushroom head. Slowly he learns the rhythm and gets half of the dick in his mouth. He is stopped by Jack while he reloads the pipe. J: Good job boy. Here take a hit. Then take second one. The second one hold in and go down on my dick and blow it on my dick. Manny blows the cloud on daddyâs big head. He takes another hit and gets a third way down his dick before blowing it out. The third comes and Jack grabs Mannyâs head and pushes him down in one swoop. Manny is touching pubes on his mouth. His throat full of dick and almost forgets to breath. Jack gets up and picks up the boy like he was weightless and takes him to the bedroom. He throws the boy on the bed and tells him to go into doggie position. He grabs another a different tray and brings it to his side. Hies dives into the boyâs virgin hole once again and all that can be heard are muffled moans from the bottom in heat. Jack pulls out his tongue and looks at his tray of goodies. He stares at the darts prepared and says not yet. He licks his finger reaches into a baggie of powder T and coats it. He pushes his digit into the boy hole. He coats 2 fingers and pushes them in. The boy is moaning with every intruding finger. He works 3 fingers into the hole before pushing a thick shard up the hole and holds the 3 fingers in place letting the t dissolve. Manny instinctively starts rocking back on the fingers. J: youâre ready. Iâm gonna lay on my bed. I want you to drop yourself on my dick in one drop and fuck yourself on my dick. If you are lucky enough for me to grab your dick and jerk you, it is because I am gonna cum. Got that? Good. Jack lays down and Manny jumps up and faces away from him as he sits down on his white dick. He starts off slow until the mushroom head pops in. Not wanting to wait forever, Jack grabs Mannyâs hips and pulls him down on his dick in one dash. Manny yelps as his virgin hole is invaded for the first time. Manny cums without warning. Without any time to adjust, he starts to rock his hips and rides reverse cowgirl. Jack loved the look of that light brown ass punishing himself on his dick. Manny rides for what seems like ages and then is told to switch directions. He is now facing his top as he rocks back and forth while daddy works the boys nipples, which makes the bottomâs dick bounce and ooze precum. Without warning, Jack grabs Mannyâs dick making him freeze above him. Jack starts piston fucking the ass until he bellows and shoots his load up the once virgin hole. J: yeah, you like those brothers and sisters up your hole? Yeh dirty boy. Donât jerk off now, hold the next load. We arenât donât yet. Jack fucks another load into the boy doggie style. The room echoes with the sound of his balls slapping the boyâs ass and a moaning âoh daddyâ. Jack gets up and stares at the twink. A great idea came to mind. J: you liked seeing that twink in the video get 2 dicks right? You liked how my friend fucked that twink? You liked that dick? Of course you did you drooling idiot. Iâm gonna invite my favorite partner to come enjoy you too. In the meanwhile, go to the bathroom and cleanout again. Use the enema already prepared. Hold it in as long as you can before releasing. Then come back to the bed. Jack chuckles to himself because the boy is about to use an enema full of chem piss and get twice as fucked up. In the meantime, he texts his friend to come join in on his new conquest. Manny come stumbling out of the bathroom in a towel and falls onto the bed. He is mumbling something to himself and gets right back to touching himself and playing with his own hole. Jack goes into his drawer and pulls out 2 skying masks and a dildo. He throws the toy over to his new toy to play with until everything is ready.
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Hot Son Hot Daddy My name is Marc and Im a daddy of 50s muscular with a nice pecs with some hair salt and pepper and I have a 9 inch dick. During the 80s I was a real slut and I got pop from my boyfriend who died from cancer so leaving me single for the most of my older age. Because the medication was still brand new the side effect were horrible so for a long time I wasnât taking any medication and let the hiv evolve as it were making me very toxic. So When I was playing I was making sure that the btm knew my status and most of them were on ok with it. The most part I was playing with poz guys so we were ok with each other. Its only with neg hole that was bit more of a problem. I have a son that is in prison for stealing a car. The thing is that his parol officer gave the notice that I will be his host for the during his year of probation. I visited him few times and I saw that he was struggling on the inside as he was small and slim and not very much of a fighter. He told me that he made connection in exchange for services and treats. I didnât ask more as I understood he was someones else bitch. I found it hot! My son was about to get release from prison so I prepared the house for his stay. The thing is I donât know how he will be acting with me now that heâs release. Hope he hasnât change too much. I picked up my son from the front gate of the prison and then we went home. I showed him my new place a nice cottage in the woods where we are miles from any neighbours. The thing is that when I got inside instinctively I took off my shirt as when im home im a nudist and when I do some house work I stay nude all the time. My son took it by surprise thinking I was gonna hit the shower or something I told him sorry as I am usually without clothes when im home alone in my home. He said its ok Im used to seeing guys naked as in the showers we were all naked using the same shower heads for three guys. We were doing rotation to get the water. The thing is that my house need a lot of repairs as I flip houses and this one was still in renovation. I told him that the water pump for the shower doesnât work well so all cleaning would be in the lake with all the necessaries. And because im always working for the renovation im always sweaty so I donât have time to go down the road and jump in the lake to wash out So I stayed unclean for weeks sometimes. I would use a wash clothes from the sink to do quick rinse. He said heâs used to it that not washing himself for days as during lockdown it could latest for a 3-4 days where he would locked into his cell and couldnât go to the showers. As we were unpacking his suitcase I was undress to my undies and walking around the house doing some mini chores. He saw me with my big bulge in my underwear and I knew he kept staring. I found it hot that he was so curious. I saw he was hiding a small journal under his bed when he was unpacking I didnât think of it much but I was curious to know what was inside. My son told me that he would like to go for a walk around the woods to get his bearings and check what kind activities he could do around here. I told him he could borrow the small VTT to go around the woods and having fun in the big empty field to do some donuts. Meanwhile he was outside having fun I went to his room and looked under his bed to find his journal. He was writing down what happened to him during his time on the inside. The big gist of it is that He was the bitch of a big drug dealer that needed assistance to get information delivered to other side of the prison so where my son would take the msg and then cross some area where he had access and delivered it to the right person. For each msg delivered he would get a week of protection. During a lockdown he couldnât delivered the msg so the drug dealer told him that he would be safe he does what he wants from him and it stated by sucking him to then having him fucking him real rough. In his journal he mentioned how he was fucked both time by the drug dealer and the guard to help on the inside contraband and that he was always bareback as condoms were available to the general public. He was worried to get hiv or stds as he didnât want to catch anything. But he heard somewhere through the branches that the drug dealer was in fact poz. He went to the clinic few times to get blood tested and the nurse told him he was okay and healthy. I heard him getting inside the house so I quickly put back the journal under his bed and went to see him. During dinner I asked him if he could tell me more how it was on the inside. He told me it was hard and tough as he needed to always make deals to get protected from the public. I couldnât resist and told him that when he told me that he needed to to do treats and favours to get protection I told him I found it hot that you were someones bitch. And kept thinking that you were getting fucked by a big guy . My son stood there in silence and shocked of my response. He told me that yes he had to resolve to sex activities to pay for protection. I asked him how many guys and how big they were. He told me there was one in particular That was big and rough with him and he was the best. Bet to have him safe as no one dare to attack him or being mean to him in the yard. I was trying to imaging the drug dealer fucking my son pounding his ass in the cell and take it bb like a real slut. I told him that I was proud of him that he made it through and like a man he took it like a champ. As he was telling me the stories how he was fucked by this big guy that the drug dealer gave him to satisfied his friend I stood up to grab a glass of water. I was in my underwear and my son saw right away I was on erection. My son made a gasp and wasnât trying to look directly at my cock under my underwear. He saw right away how big I was. I told him I was sorry that I was in erection as the stories he was telling me was making me hard. My son asked me if he was turning me on I told him yes and I wanted to fucked him since he got on the inside being someones bitch turned me on. But we had to make a deal is that we are both naked all the time around the house and that when fucking I only play bb. He told me that during his time in prison he was always fucking bb. I wanted to be more mean and rough so I told him that he wanted to stay in my house he had to get fucked by me bb no matter what. My son took a moment and think about this condition and told me that he was either going to live with me or in the street. And the street was not a good place to restart his life So he would stay with me and comply to my demands. I told him that I was poz and because I had played a lot with other guys I might picked up other things. As we say Im a real toxic top. He asked me if I would still love him no matter what happen. I told him yes I will support you no matter what and love unconditional. Then he said something really hot: I will comply to your demands and be your slutty btm as you are Clearly into. Then I told him lets go to my room we walked to the bedroom and push my son on the bed. I told him that tonight I will make sure he gets my cock like a real slut. He told me that he wanted slow and calm. But I gave him my grin face that is not going to happen. I started to suck him and saw he had a nice 7 inch and kinda trim around his cock. And then I flipped him over to have his ass in front of me. My cock was rock hard and then dripping prelim I told him that I have been pozing guys for a long time and then more than just poz as im real top toxic. My son was not really sure about what to do next. I told him either he stays in bed or goes out on the street. I was really horny and started to lick his hole and spit on it to lube it up and then pressing my cock to the rim of the anus. And then starting to push more and more inside. When I was half way inside I starting to make bigger stroke. My son was complaining how big I was and told him to shut up and take it like I was his drug dealer from the inside. And As your dad you must do what I saw. If I say you take my cock you take it! I was balls deep and then told him that I was off meds and more in me as I am toxic top. I was pounding his ass real good! Making him my bitch now. I was about to ejaculate I shove my index inside his hole with my dick still inside his ass to stratch his inside. And then I cum deep in him. We both then lay down on the bed all sweaty and musky from the sex.
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My name is Tonny and I just graduated from College. I am young slim and short for my age around 5â5ââ and about 130 lbs. My dad is italian and heâs completly covered of hairs but somehow the gene for pilosity didnât transfer to me. I am completely hairless. During the summer , i worked at my uncleâs farm and I got a nice tan like I am caramel looking with my blond and blue eyes. Because the work at the farm was hard labor I started to have some muscule mass on me making me more tone. I loved wearing some tight shirt so that we could see my small pecs sticking out or my small biceps bulgings in my shirt. But during that summer my uncle was always going out for business trip with his wife for finding new tractors or other farming equipement to better harvest the corn in his field. Thus my uncle gave me the whole place to myself to take care of and there was a lot of work to be done for his return. So during the day i was tasked to help put the food for the cows and sweeping all the barn and cleaning all behind of cows and horses. The smell of farm shit didnât bother me much but the remove the smell on you after a hard day you needed to take like 3 showers. But it was a nice job for the summer and my uncle paid me well for the work. After i was done sweeping the barn it was time for me to get inside the house to get the souper ready. While i was preheating the oven for my pizza, i felt this urge to go on my phone and check up grindr or others social media apps to check whos out there next to the farm. The farm was very far from the city and had only 2 neighboor few miles aways. So the chances to meet up a guy on grindr would be slimmed. Never the less i started to scroll and ended up on this profile with no picture just Daddy Leather. The small profile said that hes a real dom daddy willing to pop his subâs cherry. I was intrigued about this popping cherry thing as it has been a very long time i havent been fucked. So i messaged him and told him i was able to host in my uncles farm. He immediately texted back saying that he always loved fucking farm boy and even fooling around in the hay in a barn. The idea of making a mess in the barn that i just cleaned up did bother me a bit but the idea of being fucked in a big space area and get dirty could be fun. I gave the address of my location and he told me he would be there around 30 minutes. Meanwhile i went out to the shower and started to douche my hole to make sure i was clean up everywhere. As soon i was out of the shower i could hear a big truck coming down the road with his loud rock and roll music. As soon he parked his car he got out and was walking toward the barn as the house was situation just behind it. I am guessing he thought i was still inside the barn working. So i got dress up fast and went out to greet him. And i couldnt belive my eyes when i saw him up close he was a real muscular daddy that you only see in porn movie. He was very large frame and from the opening his his dress shirt i was able to see a nice hairy chest. He was wearing short sleeve dress shirt and could see some nice sleeve tattooes on both arms. I welcomed him to my farm and told him that my room is just behind the barn he wanted to get in. He so of made a wink that he wanted to check out the inside of the barn as he mentionned before that he always wanted to fool around in the hay. I was like ok let's show him what I have there. The barn was a big open area where the horses were locked on the left side and on the right there were all the tools and some big ball of hay stacked on top of each other. Next to it there were the big bath of water that i use to help clean up the floor and to give to the horses to drink. The floor however was covered with this layers of muds and other animals by product giving a nice smell of farm animal and hay. He started to massage my sholders as we are walking inside the barn and he was really impress by what was available. I asked him what he had in mind and he told me that for a long time he has been on the hunt to find his next sub son for him to train and raise as his own flesh and blood. He told me that his dad this when he was younger and now he wants to keep the family tradition. That when he started to look more serious and he came right in front of me and because he was much taller than me my eye level were at his hairy chest and as he was so close i could smell this man smell of sweat. He looked into my eyes and told me point blank that he is the dad now and that i have to obey him as for the consequence would be a hard spanking. I told him that i would be willing to listen to him and obey his commands. He asked me to remove his dress shirt by 1 botton by one and from there i was able to see his entire chest and it was a nice hairy chest with some nice abs definition. But the most stricking from all of that was this biohazard tattoo he had on him. It was there near his belly button on plain sight for me to see. He looked at me with a grin on his face saying that tonight he will keep the family tradition. I wasnt sure by what he was refering too. Slowly but surely we were getting undress and we started to rub our body against one and other . The barn didnt have any air cooling system to it was real hot and humid so we were already started to sweat. He was starting to jerk off a bit and saw that his cock kept getting bigger and longer at each stroke. He told me that he had a 9 inch and i had no choice to take it all up. That when he grabbed real tight and pushed on top of one of ball of hay. I was surprised how strong he was and fast. He removed my underwear and started to lick my hole. I was still able to see his dick and it was real hard and big. He flipped me over and spit on my hole and told me to get ready to be fuck like a real good son. I told him that i wanted to play safe as i just met the guy and he told me that i shouldnt worry for that now. He started to rub his cock over my ass and his chest was rubbing all his hairy pecs on my back. Our sweat made the hole glide very easy. And then with the tip of his dick started to push against my anus and my hole started to open up slowly. I could feel that he wanted just to fuck me right now and there and in one hip trust he got his big dick down my hole. I screamed to how big it was. He didnt stop for me to take a breath as he just held me down with his arms wrapped around my neck and chest so that i dont run away. I kept telling him that i didnt want to fuck bareback and i wanted to play with a condom. He kept saying thatâs how real men fuck and how his dad used to fuck him when he was younger and now hes passing the torch to his next son , me. He kept fucking me in and out with big hip mouvement and the dick was going deep inside my guts where i could feel it up in my throat. He was really fucking me rough and hard. As he is fucking me he saying how much hes proud of me his son to take his daddys big cock like a pro and that for my good behavior he would give me the gift of brotherhood and also some extra. He is announcing me that hes poz high viral. As soon he says that i start panicking as i dont want to get poz. I try to push away but my daddy with his arm wrapped around my neck pinnes me down and fucks me even harder.
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My boy and I were invited to my parents' house for Thanksgiving. They've always been strange around us together, and I thought why not give them one last chance. We flew to my parents' city a few days before Turkey Day to relax, and see some old friends. My mom and dad were both at work the day before Thanksgiving, so my boy and I fucked like animals all over the house, our room, in my parents' bed, the kitchen, and I even fucked him raw over the dining room table. We've been sharing our assholes with a few friends, POZ, and POZ-friendly, for a few months now, and haven't been tested, and we totally get off on the chance that we might POZ each other. Anyway, as I was shooting my questionable load up my boy's ever-loosening hole, he shot his load all over my mother's antique tablecloth. I was mopping up his spooge when he suggested we try to line up some more raw cock for each other to enjoy. I remembered an adult book store on the other side of town, where I used to give head when I was in my teens. I had a naughty idea, and fingered his possibly-POZ load into my hole with two fingers and told him about some raunchy times I had at this bookstore growing up. We ran back to our room, donned black jockstraps, got dressed, and jumped in the car. I thought it might be jumping at the bookstore, with all of the college kids home for the holidays, not to mention the Navy base nearby, but it was oddly quiet. No cars in the parking lot, only the booth attendant, who had been there forever. I wondered if he remembered shooting his load down my throat through a glory hole when I was in High School. I did. With our holes lubed with each other's cum, we went into neighboring booths and sucked each other through the hole. After a while someone finally entered the booth on the other side of my boy. Some guy stuck his cut wang through the gloryhole. My boy went to town on it, deepthroating this massive cock in one thrust. He was making gagging noises for the other guy's benefit, and with the way he was thrusting, he seemed to enjoy it, grunting and panting. I wanted a closer look, so I opened my door, and headed into the booth with my boy. The john in the next booth shot a big wet load all over my boy's face and he swallowed as much of it as he could catch, wiping the rest off with his hand and fingering the rest of it into his gooey hole. Then, the guy lowered his face to the hole, so we could see his mustache and mouth. He whispered, âFeed me your cock. I haven't sucked dick in forever!â My boy, with his hard dripping tool, stood up and shoved as hard as he could into his new friend's mouth. This guy must have been a total amateur, and had trouble swallowing more than just my boy's head. My boy can be patient, but not when he wants to get off. He said, âDude, this isn't working for me. Give me your hole.â There were a few moments of silence, then the guy shuffled around for a second, thrust a wrapped condom through the hole, and backed up his sweaty hairy ass. My boy chuckled, and made a noisy show of unwrapping the rubber and rolling into onto his dick. I was so horny. I'd never seen my boy top in all of the years we'd been together. I'd seen him take dozens of cocks in his hungry hole, but never top. He was grinning ear to ear, and must have been really close to getting off, if he was willing to wrap up for it. In fact, it would be the first time in months that either one of us had used a condom. I looked at him and whispered, âWhat the fuck are you doing?â He just winked back at me. He spit on the his wrapped cock a few times, and shoved his dick balls-deep into his new friend in one fell swoop. The guy must have not been ready to take dick as much as he was squirming, and grunting on the other side of the wall. There was also a bit of shit stuck to the condom as he pulled out. He thrust back and forth a few times, and whispered, âDude, I can't keep it up with this fucking rubber. I'm taking it off, but I'll pull out before I cum.â Another wink. He ripped off the condom, and wiped some of the cum out of his hole onto his raw, possibly POZ dick, and shoved back in all the way. Once they got a good rhythm going, this slutty bottom started in on the dirty talk. âOh yeah! Gimme your raw cock. Fill me up with your spunk! Give me your babies!!!â That got me harder than a rock, so I lined up with my boy's cummy drippy hole, and slid right in when he pulled back from his new friend's raw hole. We barely missed a beat, and I let my boy do all the work, bouncing off my dick as he fucked this stranger through the hole. He whispered, âDude, I'm gonna cum. Where do you want it?â âDeep in my cunt!,â we heard a raspy voice reply. âHere is cums! Take my load!!!â He thrust forward four or five times and shot his load deep in this stranger's guts, letting it seep in. I came immediately, and filled my boy's hole again, well lubed with a mixture of my cum, his cum, and this stranger's cum. My boy shuddered as his new friend went to work cleaning the cum and shit off of my boy's sloppy cock. I was so proud of him for topping, and so proud of him for being so sneaky to get his load in this guy. A few seconds later, the guy on the other side of the wall shoved a folded piece of paper with a number on it, with a note saying, âCall me. Next time we can fuck face to face.â Then the phone number. We heard the guy zip up and his booth open. I peeked out as he was leaving, and saw a man about my height, walking away quickly. The next morning, after breakfast on Thanksgiving Day, sitting next to me on the sofa, as we watched the goddamn parade with my parents, my boy wrote a text message to this guy's number saying, âMy hole is hungry. Can you get away from your family?â He showed me his phone, winked in that filthy way of his, and clicked send. Imagine my shock when a few seconds later my Dad's work Blackberry went off. Had he not looked so flustered, then quickly left the of the room, I wouldn't have suspected a thing. A minute or so later my boy's phone vibrated with a response. âI NEED your cum. My gay son is here with his boyfriend. Should I try to arrange a four way?â My boy turned tomato red and handed me his phone. My Dad came back in the room as a I typed a response and clicked send. It read. âDad, it will be a three-way. And you may get POZZED. Again.â
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Cody: Sunlight streaming in the bedroom window caused a bit of haze as I very slowly awoke. The two day drive from Seattle to Dadâs house in the suburbs of Chicago had really taken a lot out of me, but after a couple of very groggy minutes I realized I was in his bed, alone. I figured he had likely gone for a run. I really love sleeping in Dad's bed. Although I would have preferred to find him sleeping next to me, at least I could still smell him. My Dad and I started having sex several years before I left for college. It wasnât an affair as much as it was pure hormones. Being a horny teen, I was eager to learn about sex, and Dad was more than willing to be my guide. I never complained, especially since I had long since adjusted to the reality I was gay, and, as my relationship with Dad expanded to include sex, I was more than ready and receptive, especially since then as now, Dad maintained had a nicely toned body. As I lay there in his bed, it occurred to me my morning wood was in complete agreement. After high school I was accepted at an out-of-state university. Fast forward several years of fun and hard work, and now, post graduation, I had a degree in finance and was back at my Dadâs house. I was horny and wanted his body more now than ever before. I couldnât get enough cum. In college I had been a real pig, and sucked off more than one roommate. Iâm surprised I came away from college without coming down with one STD or another. Anyhow, Dad was now 43 to my 22 years, but as he exercises religiously, he is still really young in my eyes. I was always slim and had been on my high schoolâs swim team, which helped get me a scholarship and to tryouts for the college swim team. I was trim, and I definitely like my body, but my 'little Cody' was doing all the thinking. I imagined if Dad were here right now Iâd be sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I wondered why we hadn't fucked the night before. I know I wanted him, and he had been very happy to see me, but as I had been exhausted by the drive, I guess I just passed out. The thought of Dad fucking me got me rock hard and horny to the point of distraction. Something needed to happen soon; I wanted, no, I needed Dad's cum inside my hole, especially when I thought back to my experiences in years past with Dad. I really liked it when, as we fucked, Dad would get verbal and nasty, calling me his cum hole. My cock started to leak. I got up to piss, and afterwards checked my phone. There was a text from Dad that read, âGetting an early run in, back soon Cod.â My name is Cody, but as long back as I could remember Dad has used the nickname 'Cod'. The kinky part of me wanted him to call me his âcum hole,â and tell me how he was breeding my ass. Fuck, I wanted to taste his cum. I decided to shower and get myself together before Dad got back. I was horned as fuck and thought about jacking off but decided to wait until Dad got back. I was determined to get his load. Dad: It was nice watching Cod sleep was nice, and knowing he needed the rest, I decided to let him sleep in and use the opportunity to hook-up with one of my regulars, Sam, I guy I met on Grindr. Sam and I have been fucking a couple of times a week or so for nearly a year now; with Cod away at college I had to have relief, and Sam satisfied my needs quite nicely. I have always barebacked, and had always topped with Cod but after he went away to school I decided to explore the role of a bottom and started taking bare cock from several guys, Tom, Alan, Nick, and Sam - just a few of the guys I had fuck me at one point or another over the last few years. I loved taking it bareback. I initially asked about the top's status but when Alan answered "I don't know," I decided to still take his load. After taking Alan's load I stopped asking the guy's status. I just wanted to be fucked hard and to take big loads of cum in my ass. I really had no idea if Iâd ever taken a poz load of cum until I met Sam. Heâs now 28, 6â tall and lean. He reminds me somewhat of Cod, even if he is a couple of years older. He told me upfront that he was HIV positive. I replied I was HIV negative, but didnât care either way; the truth is my cock had never been harder. What I didnât know is that Sam did care about my status: he only wanted to fuck guys who were negative, and since he and I had hooked-up and I made switch to being a cum pig, one who had no trouble that an HIV positive guy was regularly fucking me, Sam had decided me wanted me to convert. Meanwhile I couldnât get enough of Sam, and was flattered Sam couldnât seem to get enough of me. He asked if I was still negative, but as I hadn't been tested for quite some time, more than a year or so, even if I had taken many of Sam's loads, still I had to answer that I didn't know. Sam frequently commented "I hope you convert," and "I'm gonna make it happen," but as far as I was concerned it was more of a matter that maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, but as he was on meds I knew the chances were slim. Whatever the case, however, I definitely wanted him to fuck me - either way. I took a very short run and made my way to his place for sex. I was horny and given the thought of Cod laying naked in my bed, I needed poz cum right now. Sam and I had a fairly regularly routine: I would let myself in, strip naked and climb into his bed, and then we fucked hard and heavy while he told me how he was going to knock me up. âHey sexy, fuck Iâm so horny,â I called out. âGet on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you,â he replied as he entered the room. I flipped over, legs up and he thrust in roughly with no lube. He had fucked me so often that his cock goes in easily, and honestly it didn't really hurt, although I was surprised he was balls-deep on the first thrust. âGonnaâ really breed you deep this time, Mark. You want my poz cum?â âFuck yeah, give it to me" was all I could mumble as he road my ass. Sam looked down at me, smiled, and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel his sweaty nuts resting against my ass. I love that sensation. Somehow it really makes me feel like the top is in complete sexual control of me. âSam, Iâm so fuckin' horny. I want you to blow your poz cum into my hole. I want you to give IT to me.â âOh yeah, you twisted fuck," he grunted, asking âYou want me to poz .. uhhh... maybe both of you?â Sam knew Cod was back at my house. I knew what he meant. I was conflicted, but grunted approval. Sam knew weâd be fucking and if I was, or converted, I might pass it to Cod. âYeah, you do want that. So fucking hot." He kept banging me, keeping-up a good rhythm, grunting and banging my ass. And, as he did so he remarked âI stopped taking my meds. I want you to be HIV positive." âUhhhhhh⊠uhhhh⊠fuck meâ, was all I could manage, âFuck, it into me.â Sam was in full stride now, kissing me, he was looking me right in the eyes with a very devious grin and he knew that I wanted this as bad as he did. âFuck⊠fuck⊠fuck⊠closeâ, he was kissing me hard now and âUhhhhhhhhhâŠ. FUCK⊠cummmm⊠â and like that, he unloaded in my ass. It seemed like a really intense orgasm for him. As he lay on me, his hard cock plugging my ass, french kissing me, he sweated profusely. âIâve been wanting to do that since we met,â he eventually commented. âStop meds?â âYeah. I wanted to convert you before we were really open about it and I knew Iâd probably have to take a break from the meds to do it for real." âThatâs so hot that you told me the way you told me just as you were about to blow. How long have you been off them?â "About a month or so, now, so I'm sure I'm toxic." We kept making out, Sam was so hot and his cock was still hard and still inside me. I knew I was a horny pig and I liked it bareback but I never thought of myself as chasing. Right now I couldnât think of anything I wanted more than another load of his poz cum, so I murmured âI want more.â He, on the other hand, was still out of breath, and replied âLet me rest. Maybe youâll get something you canât get rid of.â I was hard and leaking. I hadnât cum, I rarely did when Sam fucked me, but I started thinking about Cod and my cock started to leak. I felt an odd pang thinking I was going to give Cody cum, knowing I might seroconvert from my sex with Sam. Cody: I finished my shower, ate something and started to think about Dad. I was about to text him when I heard the door open, and in walked Dad, looking a bit sweaty and worn-out. "That must have been a good run," I commented. âGood run? Uh⊠yeah, good, wore me out. I think Iâm going to get a shower." I could smell his arm pits as he walked by and it made my cock hard as he walked past me. âDad?â âYeah, Cod?â I walked up close to him and looked him in the eye the way a lover does, âIâm glad Iâm home.â âMe too, Cod.â He smiled, kissed me, and then entered his bathroom, I nearly passed out in anticipation of the pleasures in store.
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I play quarterback on my university's football team. Im tall with a large frame, but Iâm not fat (6â2, 230 lbs). Gym and practice are what I focus on most. It was only my freshman year, but I had played all throughout high school too, so I was well on my way. During spring break, I went home to visit my dad. We lived in a rougher part of town, so it had its fair share of shady types, but it was still home to me. Dad and I got along well. Typical guys. We talked about sports, girls, work, argued about politics. It never went anywhere too seriously, so we just ended up shooting the shit like we usually do. What I did look forward to was my dadâs new hot tub. Well, sort of new. He took it off the hands of someone who wasnât using it anymore. It was later in the evening that we were going to try it out together. Neither of us owned swim trunks, but that didnât matter. Weâd just skinny dip since it was in the backyard and there was plenty of privacy. We set out a case of beers and were getting the tub ready. Just as we were stripped down and about to go in, there was a knock on the front door. "Ah shit, just a moment, Ryan. Iâll go see who that is." Dad threw on some shorts and went to answer the door. I was sitting on the edge of the tub, naked in the night air. I was dipping my fingers in the hot water and casually playing with my dick. I wasnât trying to get it hard or anything. I just tend to play with it when I get bored or space out. Eventually, dad came back with company. "Hey Ryan. This is Mr. Wilson. The guy who gave me the tub. He wanted to take it for another spin." I looked over and saw an older man in his late 60s or early 70s. He was terribly thin and pale. He was bald on top with a gaunt face. He definitely fit the profile of one of the shady types. "Oh hey. Thanks for hooking my dad up." He walked on over and started getting undressed. I was used to showering with the other guys after practice, so being around other naked men didnât bother me. "Nice to meet you, Ryan. Hope you two have been enjoying the tub." "Not yet, we were just about to jump in." I looked toward my dad. But he didnât get undressed. "I canât this time. I need to take care of a few things I forgot about. Plus, the tub would overflow with all three of us in there. You two have fun." And with that, dad left me alone with Mr. Wilson. Mr. Wilson was down to his underwear and leaning up against the hot tub on the opposite side of me. I figured Iâd step in since I wasnât waiting for dad anymore. I sat up on the edge with my legs dipped in. The water was hot but felt good. Mr. Wilson did the same. As he swung his leg around, I saw his dick. Damn, it was big. I thought he might have had an erection at first, but it was actually flaccid. I wasnât interested in imagining what it looked like, but damn if I wasn't a little envious. We both sat down in the water at the same time. Sinking into the hot water up to our chests. It felt good. "Itâs nice to dip in after a long day. Johny tells me you play sports?" He talked pretty fem. I could tell he was one of those flamboyant gays back in his day. "Yeah, quarterback at university." I grab a couple beers and crack them open. I offer one to Mr. Wilson, but he just waves it away, not interested. So I sip mine down and keep the extra near by. "I can tell. Youâre a large young bull from what I can see." "I gotta keep the muscle mass up; it's good for tackles." "Iâm sure youâre great at tackling. For me, itâs difficult to keep my weight up. I'm quite ravaged away, as you can notice." "Do you diet? Do a lot of cardio?" "I get my cardio in other ways, but Iâm not thin from dieting. Itâs standard wasting from advanced AIDS." That last sentence made me feel uncomfortable. The guy was sick with something pretty bad, but I tried to play it cool and not let it get to me. There was a large gay community near by, so I shouldnât be too surprised. "Sorry to hear that man." "Itâs fine. Iâve been on home hospice care, and itâs hard for me to get around. Which is why the hot tub is very relaxing for me. I hated giving it up, but the maintenance was getting too much for me. Too many wild parties kept clogging up the filter. But itâs nice to come by and take a dip every now and then. I can at least make the trip next door here." "Thatâs good, I suppose." "And my viral load is in the millions." "Thatâs pretty cool." I had no idea what that meant, but it sounded impressive. Mr. Wilson raised an eyebrow, like I said something interesting. I finished my first beer and was burning through my second. Mr. Wilson and I chatted about random stuff. Small talk. It went on for quite a while, with a bit more beer. As he trailed on about something, I was trying to act interested, but the beer was getting to me, and in my obliviousness, I ended up playing with my dick out of boredom. Mr. Wilson must have noticed because he started playing with his. It started to get semi hard in the water, and I couldnât help but notice it getting bigger. "Hey Wilson, donât take this the wrong way, but how fucking big does that thing get?" The alcohol was definitely making me less tactful. "Oh, this old thing? It can get up to 11.5 inches." "Woah really? Bullshit. Youâre such a small framed dude. It canât really get that big." "My condition doesnât shrink my cock. If anything, the lack of body mass only accentuates my length more." "Oh sure, whatever, I call bullshit." "I can prove it." "Fine dude. Prove it." A ridiculous challenge. Now Mr. Wilson was standing up and playing with his cock in front of me, stroking it. I was chugging more beer, waiting to see if this guy was all talk or if he could really get his dick large. "Oh, Iâm getting a little winded. I need to hold on to something." Mr. Wilson let go of his cock and put his hands on my shoulders. "You okay, man?" "Yeah, I just need a little extra support. Would you mind giving my meat down there a hand?" "Iâm not gonna jack you, dude." "Youâre not jacking it. Just getting it hard. It was your idea." He had a point. I did want him to prove it that he had an 11.5-inch dick. "Fuck it." I put my hand on his cock and started stroking it. "Yeah, just like that young man." His thing was getting bigger in my hand. It quickly grew to full length, with thick veins and his cock head poking out from his forskin. The tip was looking at me. "Yeah, thatâs nice. What do you think? big hu?" His cock was definitely large. I could feel it throb in my hands as his hips rocked back and forth. The tip of his cock started oozing, and it was dripping down into the water. "He he he, shit man you were right. Itâs definitely huge." I was laughing it off. My curiosity satisfied. I let go of his cock and it slapped down between my pecs like a hotdog in a bun. He slid it up and down like he was trying to slowly titty fuck me. "Now that itâs hard, what do we do with it from here?" I looked down at it between my pecs. He twitched it up towards my face, pointing it just below my nose. I thought this was just to prove he had a big one. I wasnât expecting it to go any further. "Uh, Iâm not gay. Iâve never sucked cock before." As I opened my mouth, Mr. Wilson let his tip rest on my bottom lip. "I never said anything about sucking it. But that sounds like fun." I pulled away and got up, changing the subject. "This thing has jets, right? How do I get those on?" I was drinking more beer as I was bent over fooling with the control panel on the side. Then I felt something warm poke my asshole. "Itâs this button over here." Mr. Wilson was leaning over on top of me. Reaching around to the proper button. "Uh, is that your dick?" "Oh this? Yeah, couldnât help myself. Your large, muscular ass was too tempting not to give it a poke. Hope thatâs okay." "Thatâs alright. Guys in the locker rooms dick slap every now and then, so a little poke doesnât bother me. Itâs not like youâd be able to get into me anyway. I do legs twice a week, so my ass muscles would be too strong for ya." "Is that so? I could push in and youâd keep me out?" "Go ahead, try it." The beer was definitely affecting my judgment. Mr. Wilson grabbed his dick and started pushing towards me. I felt my ass getting pushed in, but his tip wasnât making any progress. I was clenching tight. "You are tight. What a big mountain of meat you are." He started stroking his cock as he pressed up against me. "Letâs get some natural lube on that ass." I felt my ass getting slippery from his pre. He was digging around, getting me greased up, and pressing harder. "Push that hole out. Open up for me." "Iâm not trying to let you in. If it canât go in, it canât go in." "But Iâm an old man; I need a little help to penetrate your strong young ass. What if I do get it in?" His pushing persisted. "It wonât." "I think it will." "Ha ha. If you can get it in, then you can do whatever you want to." "Is that a promise?" I was still drinking beer. My buzz a full on drunk by this point. "Heh, Iâll do whatever you say if you can manage to jam that big thing in me." "Oh, I plan on holding you up to that. This old queen is going to pop that neg cherry." "Then do it, man." I rocked my ass back into his dick as he kept trying to push it in. His movements got more enthusiastic as he was stroking his cock. His tip trying to dig into me, oozing out more pre on my hole. I thought it was pretty funny, this skinny old fem grandpa attempting to fuck me. I would die of embarrassment if any of the guys from the team saw me like this. Bent over with some random wrinkly old gay dude digging into my ass. But we were well secluded in the backyard in the dead of night. So I figured it was harmless to let him have his fun. The beer was getting me cocky, and I decided to tease him. "Come on grandpa. Jam that cock in my jock ass. Fuck me senseless. Make me your bottom bitch." "Oh? You want this poz cock to fuck a load in you?" He kept humping away at me. I knew the guy had a dangerous cock, but I was confident in myself. I was rocking back into his humping. Mr. Wilson not making any progress on penetration. "It's not going in man. Youâre gonna have to call it." Mr. Wilson stopped his efforts but reached over to the hot tub filter. "True, guess Iâll have to use something to smooth it along." He pulled out the filter and reached in the container, pulling out a handful of a globby yellow-beige substance. "Whatâs that?" I asked, a little disturbed by the sight of it. "You know, Iâve had many parties in this thing. The filter always gets clogged with cum and sex juices. Iâm glad to know thereâs still some left over." Mr. Wilson slapped a handful of the slime on my ass and stroked his cock with it. It felt sticky and gross, but I had serious doubts over how well that would work. "He he, gross dude. But hey, if you think that will help, youâre welcome to try again." "Spread your ass for me." I grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. "Good, now push that hole out." I puckered out my asshole. Wilson smeared more goo on my hole. Then I felt a jab as he stuck a finger in me. "Oh shit, your finger is in me, dude!" His finger went in while pushing the tub cum goo in me. "Yeah we need to get your ass used to things going inside it. My finger is much thinner than my cock, so it went in no problem. How does it feel?" Wilson was finger-fucking me. It felt strange, but not bad. "Itâs kinda weird." "Then letâs get more in." He then pushed another finger in. My ass felt like it was getting stretched a bit. The goo helped the process along. Then came a third finger. "Ouch, thatâs getting tight. Think you can ease up?" He didnât stop. His fingers kept digging into me and twirling around. "Just a moment. Youâre definitely a virgin down there. But itâs starting to feel like youâve been prepped enough." He pulled his fingers out and slapped more goo in my ass. He then repositioned his cock at my hole. It was coated in the cum goo. "Now push your hole open for me and spread your legs more." I did as instructed. He didnât have any luck getting into me before so I didnât think heâd be able to do it this time even with the fingering. He started to push. It felt like my ring was hugging his tip. Not fully keeping him out. But then I started to open up more with his pushing. "Oh shit. Thatâs really slippery." Wilson leaned down. Grabbed my pecs and whispered in my ear. "Such impressive muscles you have. I canât wait to see how this disease of mine devours them all away." "What?" Wilson gave a hard thrust, and to my shock, his cock slammed all the way up my ass. My cheeks slapping his pelvis. "OUH! FUCK!" He actually got it in! I didnât think he could, but it was definitely all the way up in me. He wasted no time getting to fucking. His massive meat drilling away at my insides. "Whatâs wrong, jock boy? Canât handle this old manâs dick?" His assault was rough and hard. My guts were hurting, and I wanted him out. I was moving around. Trying to get out of the tub. I ended up stumbling out on the ground. Wilsonâs cock popping out of me. "Wow, that was wild. I didnât think youâd be able to get it in." I got to my feet rubbing my ass. Wilson got out of the tub and got behind me, rubbing my shoulders. His hard on poking my ass. "I recall you saying I could do whatever I wanted if I could get it in you." He rocked his hips around, sinking the tip of his cock between my cheeks and meeting up with my hole again. "Well yeah, but wasnât that just a joke? You canât expect me to let you fuck me." "Now now, you need to be a man of your word." He gave another thrust and popped his dick back up inside my ass as we were standing up. "Oh shit! I told you man, Iâm not gay." The intoxication was making me feel wobbly. Wilson was happily fucking me where we stood. He then started walking forward, herding me back towards the house. "Doesnât matter if youâre straight or gay; my cock still fits nicely inside you. Damn, you are tight as hell. Letâs go in the house and have some proper fun." Each thrust made me walk forward, going further and further into the house. "Wait, dude, we canât. My dad is in there. He canât see me like this." I whispered. But it didnât stop Wilson. "Then we will just have to be quiet. Where is your bedroom?" He was whispering to. As we quietly walked through the house, I was trying to lead him to my bedroom so we didnât alert dad to what we were doing. Thatâs when I saw him on the couch in the living room. He was facedown on the couch with an empty bottle of whiskey next to his laptop. He was totally passed out. Wilson stopped us where we stood, his cock still inside me the entire time. "Oh, look at this. Instead of your bedroom, letâs go over there. We should spend some quality time with your daddy." He turned us around and was now ushering me towards my past out father on the couch. He was still only in his shorts and nothing else, snoring away. "No! I donât want to wake him." "Then donât wake him up." My dad was now just a few inches away from us. "How about you get down and pull those shorts off of him?" "Why? We canât do anything like that." "You have to do anything I say, remember? If not, I could just cum inside you now. Do you want to get infected with my AIDS because of your insubordination?" "Fuck no." We both got down to our knees. Wilson never let go of me. Never taking his cock out. I reached over to my dad and put my hands on his hips, grabbing his shorts and slowly working them off of him, revealing his hairy ass. Dad also played football a long time ago. He had quite an impressive build from what I had seen in his old photos. But now he had gained weight on top of that. He was a mixture of muscle and chub. So his ass was quite large. "Thatâs a good boy. Now spread your dadâs ass open and get your tongue in there." I couldnât eat out my own dadâs ass. That's sick and wrong. I had my hands on his large round ass; I didnât want to spread it apart to find out what its greasy hole would look like. Wilson, picking up my hesitation, gave a sharp thrust inside of me, jabbing his cocktip deep into my guts, causing a jolt of pain. He put a hand on my back and pushed me down. My face plapping against my dadâs ass cheeks. He hadnât showered today yet. He was musky and sweaty, with a hint of BO on him. I didnât want to do it, but the painful cock in my ass wouldnât relent unless I did what this old troll said. I spread my ass cheeks apart, revealing a juicy, dark pucker looking up at me. God, it looked so masculine and grimy. That's where his shit comes from. Iâm supposed to lick that? "Lick it or donât. Iâll just have my fun back here." Wilson started going to town on my ass. Fucking me in front of my sleeping dad. His cock reached deep, sliding in and out of me. It hurt, but it was also strangely good at the same time. His pace was faster than before. He was really getting into it. "Oh God your muscular ass feels so good. Youâre squeezing me so tight, oof, Iâm not going to last at this rate. Fuck boy you must really want me to blast my poz cum in you." Wilson emphasized âpoz cumâ reminding me that I was getting fucked by something that could absolutely destroy my life. I looked down at dadâs ass, considering what I should do. Wilson fucking me hard. His hips slamming into my ass. "Oh shit boy. Itâs coming. Either eat that ass or swallow up my AIDS⊠I'm good for either one. Oh my⊠oh my." Wilson was grunting and moaning. My ass felt wet and sloppy as he pulled all the way out and slammed all the way back in. His angry cock was definitely doing a number on my insides. Sliding throughout my tunnels, working its way up to spew its toxic poison. I could imagine his cock head inside me. His piss slit opening on the plunge forward and closing on the pull out. I was staring at my dadâs asshole. One question in my mind. Get AIDS or commit incest?â Out of desperation, I dove my face into my dadâs ass and licked his hole. It was salty and bitter, but juicy and moist. I dug my tongue inside while his ass cheeks hugged my face. "Thatâs a good boy; enjoy the taste of your father's ass juice." Wilsonâs fucking slowed down. He was no longer working up to orgasm but just giving me slow, gradual thrusts. I had an old queenie gay dude fucking me raw while I had my tongue deep up in my dadâs asshole. It was like something out of a dark, sick, twisted porno. Wilsonâs slow fucking was stimulating me in all the right places. I felt my cock getting hard. I was even getting used to the taste of my dadâs ass. I think I was even enjoying the taste of it. I grabbed my dick and started stroking it while I was getting fucked. Damn, I really didnât want to enjoy what was happening, but I couldnât deny the old fuckers technique. "Nice, looks like youâre starting to enjoy yourself there. Let's aim you up a little further." Wilson pushed against my hips, dislodging my face from my dadâs ass. We repositioned further up, and now my cock was resting on my dad's ass cheeks. "Now how about you dig that young, virile meat stick into your dad's slobbered up hole?" "I canât do that. I canât rape my dad in his sleep." Both of us were still whispering to one another, although it probably wasnât necessary. My dad was out cold. Heâs usually a rock-hard sleeper, especially after he's been drinking. Iâm sure he could get slapped in the face a few times without waking up, but I didnât want to take my chances on him possibly waking up to see his own sonâs cock directed towards his ass. "Let me help you." Wilson reached around, grabbed my cock, and pointed it down between his cheeks. I felt my tip hit his hole. Fuck, it was so wet and hot. I felt myself leaking. Wilson fucked my ass harder and drove my hips into my dad. Each thrust plunged my hips forward more and my cock deeper into dad. His ass was so tight and hot. I could tell I was taking his anal virginity. Dad didnât respond at all. He was still sleeping, unfazed. Gently snoring as the two of us were above him doing unspeakable acts. I didnât need the assistance anymore. I was all the way inside him and figured I might as well start fucking. I drove my cock in and out of dad while Wilson fucked me. The cock up my ass and the hot, tight ass gripping my dick were driving me insane. Dad's ass felt so good. Iâve fucked plenty of pussy in the past, but nothing was like this. Holy shit, dad's ass was better than anything Iâve fucked before. I didnât know if it was from my ass getting drilled or my first time fucking a guy's ass, but I was getting close to cuming. I could feel myself building up, and I was ready to blow. I looked down at my dad. His face in the couch pillow. I felt a little guilty over what I was doing, but I was overcome with the carnal desire to shoot my wad. I buried myself deep into his ass and my dick exploded. "Ah fuck.." I grunted and came deep inside my dad. My balls squeezed out a massive load. Several ribbons shot out my cock, working itâs way up inside him. "Beautiful. Such a naughty boy, molesting his vulnerable father." Wilson was still inside me, slowly fucking. His hard on never ceasing to calm down. The post-nut clarity was making me feel shitty but I was still drunk. I wanted a break. "Wilson I need to take a moment." I pulled my cock out of dad, and a small bead of cum dripped down his ass, the evidence of my evil deed. I got up off the couch and got Wilson out of me. He sat on the couch next to my father, stroking his cock. He was so skinny and frail in comparison to dad; it's hard to believe this guy orchestrated such a fucked up night. He picked up one of dad's legs and brought a foot up to his mouth. He looked me in the eye as he started sucking on my dad's meaty toes. Wilson's cock stroking sped up as his tongue laced between the toes, his moans euphoric. "I need to go to the bathroom." I hurried to the bathroom and locked myself in. I was dizzy and couldnât think straight. What the hell was I doing? I let some old gay dude fuck me, and then I fucked my own dad? This night is so fucked up. This isnât what I planned on when I came home. I felt nauseous, so I did what everyone does when they drink too much. I took care of my business in the toilet and rinsed my mouth out, brushed my teeth, and gargled a lot. I felt a lot better, but I was still heavily boozed up. I inspected my ass, and it was sore and sloppy. Ugh, no more cock going in me tonight. I need to send Mr. Wilson on his way. I staggered out of the bathroom to rejoin Wilson in the living room. But when I got there, Wilson was on top of my dad. He was violently slamming his hips down into him, fucking him. His cock going in and out of his freshly creamed ass. I saw my dad's cheeks ripple with each balls deep thrust. "Dude, what the fuck!?" My whispering voice getting a little louder. "Donât mind me, Ryan. Iâm just finishing up here." Dad was still out cold but seemed to be moaning like he was having a bad dream. Wilson had an evil look on his face as he raped my dad's ass. I stumbled to my knees and crawled over to them, putting a hand on dad's ass. "Mr. Wilson, pull your dick out! You canât fuck my dad!" I watched his cock go up and down. His meat pole was glistening from all the juices inside, partially from my load I contributed. It was a horrifying sight to see such a long dick pulverize his defenseless, hairy, round ass. "I still need to cum. It needs to shoot in something. You didnât let me shoot it in yours, so now Iâm going to knock up dear old daddy here." "Please stop. Get your old AIDS dick out of him. You canât give that shit to him!" "Then make a choice, Ryan. Either you sit there and watch me poz up your dad or you surrender up your ass to me and take my load." Is he serious? I have to choose? Mr. Wilson looked like he was getting close. I had to do something. I was too drunk to stand up straight. All I could do in the moment was watch this diseased creep plow away at my dad. I had to make a choice: save myself or save my dad. "Fine, fuck me." I reluctantly gave in. "Nope, not good enough. Iâm too close to stop now, oh fuck, oh yes." I got on the floor with my ass up in the air, spreading my cheeks apart. "Fuck my ass Mr. Wilson. Come on, grandpa. Jam that cock in my jock ass. Fuck me senseless. Make me your bottom bitch." "If you insist. But first, before I fuck your ass, your dad has a dirty foot I didn't lick. Clean it with your mouth." I crawled over to my dad's leg and grabbed his large foot. It was dirty and smelly, but I didn't hesitate to get my tongue on it. I'm doing this for him. As soon as I started licking, the taste and smell brought back memories from when I was really little and would play with dad's feet as a kid. I felt nostalgic and warm. Dad's feet were making me feel good. "Oh, that's a hot sight, Ryan. Keep licking that man foot. Savor the taste. Fall in love with it, oh fuck!" I sucked dad's toes and ran my tongue up and down his sole. They were dirty but soft and smooth. I was surprised to find out how much I was enjoying it. My mind blanked out for a moment. "Yeah... lick that foot... suck those toes...oh! Shit! Here it comes, fuck! FUCK! AAAAHH....... .........ahhh ...... ohhh..." I snapped out of it and noticed I was no longer licking my dad's foot but Wilson's. His toes were in my mouth. Somehow he managed to swap out dad's foot for his. I looked up at them. Wilson stopped thrusting. He was still, his back arched, his boney ass pressing hard into my dad and making a contorted face. Then his clenched ass relaxed. "Ah fuck... fuck that was big...." I took Wilson's foot from my mouth and hurriedly repositioned myself, ass open towards him. "Fuck me dude!" Wilson pulled out and got off my dad. He quickly hurried over to me and immediately slammed his cock in me to the hilt. His fucking was as aggressive as it was with dad. He was grunting and breathing heavily. Taking the full length of his cock felt unbearable, but unfortunately, it wasn't quick. He took a long time to work up his shot. "Oh shit, here it comes. My toxic poz cum deep in your ass!" He slammed hard several times. "Oh fuck, fuck! Oooooooh yeah!" I felt his cock spasm deep in me. He was cuming inside me. Plow after plow, he shot his sick cum deeper and deeper in my no longer virgin ass. After several ribbons Wilson calmed down to catch his breath. "Ahhhhh. That was good. See? Things are so much better when you do as you're told." He slowly pulled his cock out. His tip still dripping cum on my hole and balls. I was scared. I took poz cum from this old creep. Fuck, will I need to see a doctor or something? I didnât know what to do in this situation. "Fuck⊠my ass hurts." I rubbed my ass. My hand coated in cum and sweat. Wilson sat next to dad on the couch again. "Heh. This life is going to be pretty rough for you. I have a rarely aggressive strain. Most guys I fuck turn into me within a year or two. Guess your football career is done, he he he." He was rubbing dad's ass, casually fingering it, and sucking the juices off his fingers. I was only paying attention to every other word he was saying. My head was spinning. "Whatever dude. Just not my dad." Mr. Wilson chuckled. He reached between the cushions and pulled out a 300-ml marinade injector. The one dad used for marinading large briskets. He must have gotten it while I was in the bathroom. It was loaded all the way up with a murky, pale yellowish-brown jello substance. He stuck the tip in dad's ass and put his hand on the plunger. "What the hell is that?" "Itâs the remaining cum sludge from the hot tub filter. Your father needs a good basting." "You canât put that crap in him!" "He has far worse in him than this." "What?" "Oh, my dear boy. You were in the bathroom for a long time. I've already shot a load of cum in him. You walked in on me working my way up to a second load. And of course, while you sucked my toes, I shot a second load off." And with that, he pushed the plunger down and filled dads's ass with the rest of that foul stuff. "I think itâs time I called it a night. The two of you will have plenty to discuss in the morning." Wilson gathered his clothes and left us for the night. I was sitting there with a sore ass, looking at my passed out dad. His sweaty ass sticking up in the air filled with all sorts of cum from who knows how many guys. Mine included. I was scared for my dad. I didnât want him to suffer for my mistake. I crawled over to him and spread his ass. It was sloppy, mucky, and beautiful. I didnât think this would work, but the only idea I had was to suck on his ass like venom out of a snake bite. I planted my mouth on his hole and sucked. I used my tongue to loosen him up. I tried my best to drink as much cum out of him as possible. "Ryan?âŠ. Is thatâŠyou?" Dad was walking up. I kept his ass firmly attached to my face, holding him tight. I kept eating him out. Dad was only partially awake and still drunk, like me. He was noticeably rejecting my efforts, but I wasnât letting him up. "Just push it out, dad. Let your ass shoot it out in me." I continued sucking his ass. âStay still, dadâ I thought to myself. âLet your son do whatâs best for you, and let him eat the cum out of you.â Dad was too out of it to stop me. But he did what I instructed. He pushed and filled my mouth with cum. I ate his ass all night. I had to be thorough.
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Horny bi single dad in UK looking for perv sleazy meets. Can accom. Ex going away next month so had to take week of work to babysit my sprogs. Want some filthy company
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Who's your favourite Daddy/Daddies? (Pornstar/Escort/Online/Grindr/BBRTS etc) Add a photo so we know who you're talking about Ray Dalton Ben Gunn Spike Morrison Paul Stag Andreas Cavalli Cristian Torrent Colt Matt Sizemore I'm sure I'll think of some more too
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I decided to visit my parents for the holidays and set out on the ten hour drive to get to my hometown in backwoods West Virginia early in the morning. The weather was against me the entire way spitting snow and freezing rain in squalls as I inched along the highway. That combined with frequent accidents up ahead made the trip much longer than anticipated, so I finally gave up and pulled into a small roadside town for the night. After checking into the only motel in town and grabbing a quick bite to eat I settled into my room and out of boredom I checked out Grindr not really expecting anything in a town with less than 4000 people according to the welcome sign I had passed. I wasnât surprised to see that the closest man was over 50 miles away. I switched over to BBRT anticipating the same results but was shocked when I saw that there was someone two miles from my location. There wasnât a face picture only a body shot, but it had me drooling. His ad said he was 47, 5â 10â, 215 with salt and pepper hair and that he was an endowed undetectable top. I wasted no time in messaging him and was very happy when he responded a few minutes later. âHey boy. You looking to get fucked?â I wrote back quickly to say yes. âHow soon can you be ready for me?â I told him 30 minutes and gave him my location. âSee you then boy.â I rushed to the bathroom and prepped for a hard breeding. Thankfully I always travel prepared and was soon ready for what I was hoping would be a fun encounter. I had just left the bathroom wrapped only in a cheap white towel when I heard a knock on the door. I peeked out the peephole and was pleasantly surprised to see a ruggedly handsome face staring back at me. I opened the door and he stepped in quickly. As he turned to shut and lock the door I was struck by how opposite we were from each other. I was almost half his age at 24 and at 5â6â, 140 he was nearly twice my size! âGood boyâ he growled with a the same thick accent I had worked so hard to lose. He reached out putting his rough calloused hands on my smooth chest making me gasp in pleasure. He tweaked my nipples and then pulled off my towel leaving me completely exposed. He roughly pulled me into his chest and began grabbing my ass running his fingers into my crack. I breathed in the scent of him, all male musk with a bit of tobacco and bourbon. I was in heat and hard as a rock. He pulled off his coat and shirt exposing his furry chest and big nipples that I knew I had to suck on. I dropped to my knees and pulled off his work boots and socks. He unbuckled his belt and shucked out of his jeans and boxers letting his thick cock out. I sat up on my knees and took him in my mouth savoring the concentrated taste of his manhood. âDamn boy. You donât waste time do you? You want to feel Daddyâs cock in you donât you boy?â I moaned yes around his rapidly thickening cock. He sat in the rooms only chair as I alternated between sucking his dick, his nipples and kissing him while he moaned and encouraged me to keep sucking for about ten minutes. He stood up suddenly reached down and pulled me up to kiss deeply. He grabbed my ass and pulled me off my feet and swung me into the bed before I knew what was happening. I was pleasantly surprised when he began sucking me. I thought he was going to be a greedy top not that I had a problem with that. After I few minutes he went lower and began eating and fingering my hole which had me gasping for breath as his thick stubble was rubbing against my sensitive ass. He flipped me over onto my stomach so that I was bent over the bed. I could see us both in the mirror as he grabbed the lube from the nightstand and poured a generous amount on his beer can thick cock. I quickly grabbed my poppers and huffed a few hits as he lined himself up to my wet hole. Just as the rush hit my brain I felt the head pop inside. The poppers and lube kept the pain to a minimum. He waited a minute while I relaxed around him before starting a blistering fucking. Honestly, I just held onto the mattress and tried to keep my moaning from being too loud. He flipped me so that I was now riding him and it felt like I was on a bucking bull. I could feel every inch of him inside of and with every thrust his cockhead rubbed against my prostate making me harder and harder as precum dripped down onto his stomach. He started jerking me off in time with his thrusting and I couldnât keep my orgasm back any longer. With a muffled roar I shot my load over his chest and face. He grinned evilly and held onto my waist forcing his dick even deeper into me. He cried out as he came flooding me with five or six shots of cum. I collapsed onto his chest and felt him slide out of my now gaping hole. We both fell asleep quickly with me draped over his chest. I woke up sometime in the night as he slid his cock back inside for round two. In the morning we showered together as he bred me for the third time against the wall. I made plans to stop for the night on my way back home. It was truly one of the best fucks Iâve ever had.
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One of my fuck buddies just left after seeding me. He has eight fat inches and makes me feel like a virgin every time he fucks me. He's into incest play and mpreg fantasy. He's the father and I'm his son. He's got a big beard and a deep voice that really works for me. He smoked his pipe while I sucked him hard, then he said, 'present ass, boy.' He fucked me standing up and slumped over me groaning while he unloaded in me. He counted off the months to when I'd deliver his new son, and told me it'd be around Veteran's Day. I sucked his cock clean, then he fed me his piss. It was strong and salty. Then he got in his truck and went home to his husband.
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When my boy and I went to my parentsâ house for Thanksgiving, we made a pit stop at my favorite bookstore from when I was in High School, and after taking dozens of POZ loads earlier this year, my boy wound up fucking my Dad through a gloryhole. Once he knew who it was loading his ass, my Dadchickened out, and we neither one got to shoot our cum up my Dadâs hole again, until we went back for Christmas. The night we arrived, I managed to get Dad pretty hammered on some spiked eggnog. He retired to bed early, but my boy and I stayed up a bit later, plotting how to get my Dadâs trousers off and our cocks in his ass. My boy seemed game for anything, so I mentioned that I remembered my Dad almost always got up in the middle of the night for a glass of water from the kitchen and a piss. I fell asleep, but my boy stayed up to keep watch, watching some raw porn on his laptop with the sound turned off. Sure enough, around 3AM, the door of my parentsâ bedroom creaked open and my boy roused me gently, then snuck out to the hallway. My Dad was letting a stream of piss fly, with his bathrobe casually drawn over his shoulders. My boy snuck up behind him, wrapping his arms around Daddyâs paunchy waist. Daddy jumped a bit and piss went everywhere. Ever the one to please, my boy went down to his knees and licked the fresh piss off my Dadâs crotch and legs. I heard my Dad whisper, âNo, not here. Letâs go downstairsâŠâ âWhatever you say, Daddy,â my boy replied. I waited until they were down the steps and into the kitchen to follow. I held back in the dining room, and hid behind a half-opened door to watch. Dad mixed two cocktails as my boy ran his hands all over Daddyâs fleshy torso, managing to get his robe to fall to the floor. âHow long have you been getting fucked,â my boy asked. âSince I followed my son once to the bookstore when he was in High School. He blew me once through the hole and never knew it was me. I guess I got sort of hooked.â âAnd what about taking strangersâ cum? When did that start?â âTo be honest, I always make the guys bag up. Youâve gotta trust that their cum is clean, or you could get sick.â âAhhhâŠâ My heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing. My boy was seducing my father just feet away from me. âWould you take my load again?â my boy asked. âSure. You guys play safe usually right?â âOh yeah. All the timeâŠâ My boy neglected to mention the sex parties, taking loads in mensrooms all over the East Coast, and NEVER allowing anyone topping him to wear a rubber. I estimated that between the two of us, weâd taken at least forty loads, and at least a dozen knowingly POZ ones. As the felt each other up, and my Dad worked my boyâs tenting briefs down to his ankle, he asked, âWhen were you lasted tested?â âAbout nine months ago. It was clean.â Finally an honest answer. âI want you so bad,â my Dad panted as he lowered himself down and wrapped his mustachioed mouth around my boyâs stiff leaking cock, impressively getting most of my boyâs cock down his throat. My boy spread his legs a little, and held his hand out for my Dad to spit in so he could start lubing his ass and playing with it. I guess at heart, my boy will always be a piggy bottom, but this was a special occasion. Pozzing my Dad got him harder and drippier than I had seen in a long time. They switched places, and my boy inhaled Daddyâs dick, all the way to the root, and spread his legs wide apart so he could start loosening up my Dadâs hole for the coming onslaught. âThink my son will be jealous?â Daddy snickered. âOh no. Iâm sure heâll approve. Youâll just have to put out for him later to make it evenâŠâ âSounds fair enough,â he panted. My boy went into overdrive, blowing Daddyâs fat stiffy for all he was worth. It was all I could to slow down my own jerking so I would cum too soon. My Dad grunted, âOh shit. Youâre going to make me cum!â but my boy kept right at it until Daddyâs body wracked with orgasmic convulsions. My boy was rewarded with a mouthful of NEG Daddy spooge, and he looked up at my Dad, smiling, with jism leaking out of his cocksucking lips. He stood up and gave my Dad an aggressive tongue-fucking, filling my Dadâs mouth with his own cum. âDonât swallow that, Daddy. Cum makes the best lube.â He winked. My Dad snowballed his cum back into my boyâs mouth and turned around, leaning over the kitchen counter, spreading his hairy asscheeks so his chute was easier to get at. My boy went back to his knees and spit globs of cum onto his asshole, and started to finger them inside. One glistening finger up Daddyâs tight hole, then two, then three. My Dad was bucking as this treatment, and after spitting on his drippy cock, my boy lunged forward. No mercy. He slammed all of his long narrow dick all the way inside Daddyâs tunnel in one thrust. Daddy was whimpering. My boy told him, âShhh! You donât want to wake the whole house do you? Then, theyâd all want a piece of your ass.â After a minute or two of pounding, my boy slowed down, and I could tell he was getting close to loading my Dadâs ass with his long-untested questionable load deep into my fatherâs willing NEG ass. He whispered, âWhere do you want my load, Daddy?â âGive it to me! Iâm a man. I can take it.â My boy thrust forward and I could tell he was whitewashing my Dadâs insides. That was only the second time I had seen my boy breed an ass. I shot my load all over my hand, and fed myself my own questionable load. With the first pause since they began their lovemaking, my Dad whispered, âDid you cum?â âOh yeah. I loaded your ass real deep.â My boy backed his dick out of my Dadâs used cummy ass, and I could see, briefly, my Dadâs loosened pucker with a dick-sized hole in it, and a flood of gooey spooge leaking out. My boy knelt down to suck his load out of Daddyâs ass. Once his face was covered with ass juice and cum, he said, âIt seems like a waste, you being all warmed up like this. Letâs go wake up your son.â Dad froze. âReally, think heâll want some old guyâs ass? His own father?â âWhy the fuck not. You wonât be the oldest guy weâve shared.â The look on my Dadâs face was priceless. I had to pull myself away from the hot sweaty scene to get back to our bedroom, where I was supposed to be sleeping. I made it under the covers just as I heard the bedroom door creak open, and my Dad and my boy giggling quietly like schoolgirls. I rolled onto my back, pretending to be asleep. I was still half hard from before, and my dick was already drippy. I heard quiet whispers and felt the sheets being pulled down, and a hairy moustache tickling the head of my dick. Daddy lowered his mouth over my cock, and gave a surprisingly decent blowjob. I moved my hands to the back of Dadâs balding head and started rocking my hips. My boy whispered, âDamn! Donât choke the man!â By then the pretense of being asleep was pointless. âSuck that dick Dad!â I rammed my cock as far down his throat as it would go, making him gag a little. He pulled off for air, and scrambled up to my face to give me a deep tongue-lashing. Iâd never kissed my Dad like that before, and it almost made me shoot my wad right then. I told him, âGet on my dick.â Dad whipped around with his back to me, and squatted over my wet cock. My boy leaned in to help guide my raw dick home with one hand and spread my Daddyâs ass open with the other. I was far more gentle than my boy had been, and it went smoother, lubed with my boyâs sticky cum and loosened from his long dick. Dad rode my cock like a champ until we were both damp with sweat. I pulled out and spun Dad around to give it to him doggy style. âDamn, this is hot,â my boy whispered as he moved around to shove his dick into Dadâs mouth. I pounded for a few minutes more, and shoved in as far as possible as I seeded my Dadâs ass. My boy coated Dadâs throat with more cum at the same time, and we collapsed onto each other in a lusty cummy pile. Dad drifted off to sleep as we embraced each other. My boy whispered, âThink weâve converted him?â âIf heâs not POZ, at least heâll be addicted to taking loads. Job well done.â We kissed tenderly and dozed off. A few hours later, as the sun was coming up, I roused my Dad and told him to get back to his own bed before Mom woke up. He regretfully left. I snuggled up my sticky dick to my boyâs ass and left it there. We slept in that day. We had earned it. -
any one knows where I can find real dad and son movies or real brothers movies. IÂŽm not looking for actors and/or older and younger stuff, I want to see a real dad fuck his son or two brothers fucking each other.
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My cousin and I we're born only a few days apart we used to go swimming together, but as we had both recently became adults, another time of fun was on the cards. I woke with a very wet pussy, I was still a virgin and desperate to be bred. I brought my cousin breakfast in bed, she saw my wet patch on my nighttie. "Come kiss me" she said. This time it was passionate. She put her hands under my nighttie and started stroking my leg. I did the same to her in return. We took off our nighties and kissed each others boobies. Then we put a blindfold on each other. While we were jacking each other off, something hard brushed our legs. "I love you cousin so our dad's are going to make love to us" she said. But we didnt know if it was our dad or her dad. "Breed me I'm due" I found myself screaming. It wasn't long before a hard cock was rubbing inside my dripping wet pussy. "Cum in my pussy" my cousin screamed. "Yes cum in our pussies give us babies like we were born to make" I replied. I felt my pussy clamping down on a very hard cock. I could hear him groaning and could tell he was close. It felt good to be filled with fertile cum. I kissed my cousin thank you once we had both been filled with fertile cum. We loved being inseminated but wanted to be regularly inseminated. We were on the start of our breeding journey.
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ï»żI wï»żas home from college for the summer, my parents are divoï»żrced so I spent the first part with my mom the second part with my dad, my Dad was a tall hairy broad bloke, hï»żad a Charlton Heston look about him too. My dad picked me up at the airpoï»żrt, grabbing my luggage he threw it in the truck then hugged me "It's great to see you" he smiled. I sï»żmiled back "It's great to see you too". He opened the door "Let's get out of ï»żhere, before security runs us off." We chatted on the journey, Pulling in the driveway he turned to me "I couldn't get alot of time off so I will hï»żave to go to work, but if you will take me you can have the truck so your not stuck at the house." ï»żI didn't have a car so this was great, I didn't know how I was going to pass the time at home.ï»ż I settled into my room, then called it a night I was really tired from traveling, so it wasn't long before I was asleep.ï»ż The next morning came, my dad poppï»żed his head in "Steve it's time to get up , your gonna take me to work." I rolled over to say something but he was already gone, I got up, got dresseï»żd, and met him at the door. He smiled "Did you sleep ok?" He grabï»żbed his coat it was freezing outside, I forgot how cold it got here.ï»ż I simply nodded my head as I was still half asleep, grabbing my coat we were out the dooï»żr. He handed me the keys "I'll let you drivï»że so you can remember how to get to my new workplace." Opening the door he climbed in and wï»że were off. After I dropped him off I went home and right back to bed. It was 4:30 so I left the house to pick up my dad, he climbed into the truck "ï»żHey man I see you found your way." He chuckled I smiled "Yeah " My dad turned to me "Hey let's go get something to eat and have a couple of drinks I never got to celebrate your 19th birthday with you." I thought this was a great idea, so he had me go a different way. As we turned the corner I noticed an old adult bookstore, it was right behind my dad's workplace. I tried not to make my stare obvious, I felt my cock stir, I readjusted myself and asked my dad where he wanted to eat. After dinner it was late so we went home and to bed, All I could think about was that fucking bookstore. I looked it up the store online it was known to have gloryholes which got my dick hard. I had gone to a bookstore close to the campus and had my first gloryhole experience but, I'm straight. I like pussy just as much as the next guy and will fuck some pussy every chance I get. But I love having my dick sucked, I don't give a fuck who's doing it a mouth is a mouth. The next day came and I dropped my dad off at work, I thought I would leave early to pick up my dad and hit it up the bookstore then. Dad turned to me "We'll go out for dinner tonight so we can catch up some more ok." Dropping him off, I drove around the block to check out the bookstore again, it was on, I would come back early to pick up my dad and hit the store then. As my day went on, i was horny, grabbed keys and made sure not to drive by my dad's work I took another route, parking the truck down the street so as to not be noticed. Once inside I walked up to the counter nervously, the guy took my entrance fee and I was heading thru the door. It was a long hallway with booths down one side, there were signs with warnings which I paid no attention. I opened the first door no gloryhole so I went down further picking another booth. Looking in I saw the hole on the one side, jackpot I thought, entering I put some money in as the porn started playing. I was in the booth about 10 minutes when I heard the door open, close and lock, the screen lit up. Before long I saw a finger come thru the hole I dropped my pants, stood up, and put my dick thru the hole. It was amazing the guys mouth was so warm, I could feel my cock slide across his lips as he sucked me, a moan escaped my mouth. I hadn't had pussy let alone head since I got here and my balls were aching for release. I pushed my pelvis as flat to the wall as I could so he could suck every inch of my cock "That's it man suck that fucking cock" I whispered. He pulled off it "Hell yeah, you gonna give me that load dude." He wasted no time going back down on my cock. I began to face fuck him I knew I wouldn't last long so I told him to take it slow, it was no use I felt my fucking nuts tighten up "Dude I'm about to blow this down your fucking throat." I started to breathe heavy as I started shooting, my dick throbbed over and over as I filled the guys mouth and throat with my jizz. He kept sucking til I was empty "Fuck man you about drowned me that was a fucking load!" He exclaimed. Pulling my dick back thru, he got up and left, it wasn't long before someone else entered the booth and another finger was at the hole. I didn't think I could cum again so soon but I stood up, putting my dick back thru the hole, feeling another wet warm mouth my dick began to get hard again this guy was better than the first "Oh yeah dude your gonna get this load." I could already feel another load brewing in my balls. This guy was quite the eager cocksucker "Oh man I want you to cum all over my fucking face!" Starting to suck my cock first his hand then his mouth I could feel his tongue licking the head of my dick, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back, he started to pick up the pace when I told him I was going to bust. I tilted my head back "Oh fuck man here it fucking cums!" With that I felt my balls tighten again, I gasped as I shot my load, he licked the head and stroked me at the same time. He got up to leave as I looked at my cell phone thinking I had better get out of here to pick up my dad, as I opened the door to walk out the other guy did to. I looked at him smirking as had my cum all over his face, he didn't even bother to wipe it off. Walking away, the door to the hallway opened again, looking up I froze, it was my dad. Ducking into the booth the guy had been in I closed the door and locked it. I stood by the door so nervous, thinking I could try to leave, an attendant came thru the hallway telling me to put money in the machine, I couldn't go back out right away in case my dad was out there so I had no choice. I put some money in and the movie began to play. I heard the door to the booth I was previously in open, close, and lock then the porn started to play. Standing close to the gloryhole the other person would not be able to see me but it didn't seem to matter because I saw his finger rubbing the hole. I thought what the fuck I have time to get my dick sucked again, sticking my cock thru the hole I felt another warm mouth, in this cold weather I loved the sensation of pulling my cock out in the cold air then having it engulfed by a hot wet mouth. There was no doubt this guy had sucked some cock before he was a pro, he didn't mess around he was all throat, all the way down til I could feel his nose in my pubes. Applying the perfect amount of suction and hand stroke on the way back up, I couldn't say a word, I was absolutely speechless. I had already cum twice so this one wasn't going to be easy but rather than say anything I just let this guy suck my cock, enjoying his skills. My cock was rock hard, I didn't think it was possible but he got me there. He pulled back every so often to just stroke me so I never knew when he was going to go back down on me, it was fucking awesome. He pulled back off my cock, this time he seemed to take longer. When he went back down on my cock it felt so fucking good I couldn't believe it I let out a gasp, it felt like velvet, it was so tight, warm, but not as wet it felt like pussy. I pulled back away from the gloryhole a little so I could see his lips, when I looked down I didn't see lips, instead I see the guys hairy ass. He had my cock right up his ass, I started to pull out but he reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't, he immediately started to ride my dick. I could feel how good his ass felt....it worked! Squeezing his ass tight with every upstroke he was literarily sucking my cock with his asshole. I stood at the wall gape mouthed, I was in fucking ecstasy I couldn't say a word. I had never fucked anyone thru the gloryhole before, when a guy would put his ass up to the hole I would pass or pull out, but this guy was so moist, i think he was carrying a load already, it was like silk. This time I could feel my load building I wanted to say something but I couldn't it was just to fucking good. I wanted to cum in this guy bad so I started to fuck him as I felt my load start to explode. I came so fucking hard in this guys ass I wanted to absolutely scream! He could feel me cumming as my knees buckled against the wall, I thought I would pass out. I groaned as I shoved my dick as deep in his ass as I could. He reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't pull out "That's it boy cum in my fucking ass!" He was panting and groaning... Fuck me...., I recognize that voice..... it was my dad! I stopped as he continued to ride my cock me unloading the last drops of cum in him. Trying to pull out he held on to my balls, I knew if I told him to let go he was bound to recognize me, I had no choice and let my dad finish riding me before he pulled off my dick. Once he was done I flew out of the bookstore, jumped in the truck and hauled ass. I pulled in to parking lot to pick him up as he walked around the building, my heart began to race. I had to think,think...It was to late as he was in the truck "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." We sat down to dinner and nothing was ever said about the secret ass-fucking I gave him at the bookstore, I felt that he really didn't know it was me, I was relieved.although he did keep scratching his ass at times. We drank and talked about his work day and I just smiled "What you smiling for?" He looked at me I looked back at him, the handsome masculin father of mine "Just glad to be here Dad." I was smiling thinking about how my dad was sitting across from the table with his ass full of my cum and whilst here will fill him again and agsin, anonymously of course... Thanks Dad
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I have the fantasy of having a "family" where we all assume a permanent role (the dad, grandpa, uncle, the sons, brother, etc), and we all live together at the same home (full-time, not just casually), as well. I'm taking about adults, of course. Probably my wish will never come true, sadly, but I'm wondering, is this is a thing? Are there people living this way or this only happens in porn? I know sometimes an older guy lives with a younger guy and call each other daddy and son, but I'm actually referring to multiple members. And for people who have this experience, I'd love to hear about your household, the dynamics of the relationship, or just some hot anecdote đ
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When I was in my late teens in the 90s, I met a 45-year old man in a chat room. It wasnât long before we started talking on the phone. Although Iâd told him I was a bit older than I actually was (I was still legal, of course), I think he knew I was a nineteen year old living at home⊠the guy let me call him collect. Weâd have the hottest phone sex, and heâd offered a number of times to fly me to his town, or to come visit me for a weekend to make it real. I frequently fantasize about the scene that would have followed if I had hooked up with him. We never exchanged names. The guy always insisted that I call him dad, daddy, or sir. And he called me son or boy. I wasnât comfortable traveling to see him, but over the number of conversations weâd had on the phone, I knew I was ready to give it up to my daddy. We agreed on a weekend, and he got a hotel room in my home town. Leading up to his visit, he gave me a lot of instructions on how to prepare for our big weekend. Clearly daddy wanted his boy in tip-top shape: able to take all that daddy had to offer without any surprises. Saturday finally came after much anticipation. He met me in the hotel lobby in the afternoon. Although weâd never traded pictures, he was exactly as heâd described himself. He stood about six feet tall, with brown hair slightly thinning on top. Heâd never told me his exact weight, but he told me he wasnât a gym rat and carried a few extra pounds. The man in the lobby was exactly that - Iâd guess his weight around 210 or 220, but he carried it well and I found him very attractive. I couldnât wait to see (and feel, and taste) the rest of what heâd described to me over our numerous chat and phone sessions. There werenât any words to our greeting. I just waved at him, and he stood, nodded his head, and led me back to his lair for my initiation. He opened the door to his room and let me in ahead of him. The room was nothing remarkable: a couch and coffee table, a desk and chair, and a king-size bed. The curtains had been drawn, but a few lights were on. It wasnât dim; I knew, from our previous conversations, that daddy would want to see his boyâs body. As he closed the door, I turned to face him. He stood at the door and looked at me, slowly, from toe to head. I was frozen, not sure exactly what to do or say. He was the first to speak. âWell son, you certainly look like you were worth the trip. Your daddy traveled six hours to come see you. I want you to keep that in mind this afternoon, and I want you to do your best to make daddyâs trip worth it. If youâve followed my instructions this week, you should have a good time too.â My cock began to swell as I thought about the regimen I had been following through the week prior. It had started with the simple act of slipping first one, then two fingers in my hole, every morning and again each night. That alone had made my cock rock hard. Dad was also into ripe undies, so heâd asked me also, in the earlier part of the week, to wear the same pair of briefs, and to make sure that Iâd stroked a few loads into them. But the more pressing challenge was his instructions for the rest of the week: no masturbating after Tuesday, and Iâd been fasting since Friday afternoon. âYes, dad,â I replied. âI followed all your instructions, and Iâm wearing the special shorts you wanted, too. Iâm ready to make this a good trip for you.â âGood,â he replied, as he walked past me, and pushed the coffee table from the couch and sat down in the middle of it. He lifted his chin and nodded in my direction. âNow come over here and stand in front of me.â I complied readily, my dick rising to such attention that it was causing a noticeable bulge in my jeans. He definitely noticed it. âLet me see that from the side. Why donât you turn and take your shirt off?â I threw my shirt over my head. It draped on the side of the bed. âVery nice, boy. Now, why donât you unbutton your jeans and unzip your fly. It looks like something is dying to get out of there.â I did as he said, unbuttoning first, and then lowering the zipper. I started to lower the jeans, but he stopped me. âAh-ah-ah, letâs not get too hasty.â As I stopped, he beckoned me closer to him. âCome here and kneel down between my legs.â As I moved over to him, he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his slightly hairy chest and small belly. He told me to unbuckle his belt, undo his fly, and suck his cock through his briefs. Finally, Iâd get to find out about the rest of his stats - his eight-inch daddy dick. Not too thick, with a plump, mushroom head. I picked up a ripe smell as I lowered my head to his crotch. As if noticing, he said, âYou see, Iâve been making a special pair of daddy shorts, just like yours. Do you like that smell?â Iâm such a kink. Of course I did. I looked at him with wide eyes and nodded eagerly. âGood,â he said, ânow go ahead and get a taste of daddy through these shorts.â I opened my mouth and put my tongue between the flaps of his open fly. There were several patches that looked like cum stains, and at the tip of his cock, I could see they were wet. Daddy was dripping already. As I knelt in front of him, he leaned forward and shrugged out of his shirt. He said, âItâs OK if you want to get the clothes out of the way.â I leaned back, sitting on my knees, shirtless with my fly open and my cock bulging through my briefs. I untied his shoes and took them off. Then, the socks. I got up on my knees again, and lowered the waste of his jeans as he wriggled out of them. Just those ripe briefs between me and that daddy dick. I buried my nose in his crotch, again, to take in all the sweat and jizz that had accumulated in his briefs. âThatâs a good boy. You know I spent a lot of time to make these daddy shorts. Iâm glad you appreciate them.â My cock was literally throbbing. Like his, it was also dripping, making my own, ripe shorts damp. I reached down to touch it, but he stopped me. âRemember, son, I made a long trip for you. I want you to last for me. Iâll tell you when you can touch that boy dick of yours.â I put my hands on his thighs. âThatâs a good boy,â he replied. âAre you ready to see daddyâs cock without looking through these shorts?â he asked. I nodded vigorously. âOh, daddy, I want to taste it, too.â âOK,â he replied. âI want you to stand up and take off your jeans. But just the jeans, OK? Keep those sweaty briefs on.â I did as he said, then returned to my place in front of him. I put my hands to either side of the waist band of his briefs, and lowered them until his throbbing cock snapped out. It was exactly as heâd described it: eight inches in length, but on the skinnier side. Its girth was only slightly more than the narrow end of a wine bottle. But the tip was amazing. It mushroomed out, glistening with fresh drops of his pre-cum. I again put my head in his crotch, and got my first taste of daddy juice - salty and a little sticky. I began to lick the tip, and then I put my entire mouth around his tool, licking as I lowered over his shaft. âOh son,â he moaned, âyou canât do too much of that or youâre going to wind up with a mouth full of daddyâs juice. We donât want that just yet.â I raised my head and again looked up at him. âWhat now, daddy?â âWhy donât you sit here on the couch, next to me. I want to feel your little prick.â I stood up, turned, and sat down on the couch. I slipped out of my sandals as he brought his lips to mine. He began to rub his hands on my body, first on my thighs, then digging into my crotch to feel my dick through my underwear. I followed his lead, placing one hand on his chest. I used the other to reach into his already-lowered briefs and feel his swollen balls. I could feel that his crotch was damp with sweat, pre-cum, and my saliva. I shuddered in ecstasy. We continued to make out and explore each othersâ bodies. I rubbed my hands all over his chest and belly, and I gripped and stroked the first cock Iâd ever touched that wasnât mine. His hands wandered all over my body, too, but he avoided touching my cock too much. âI know youâre going to be really close to exploding, and I want you to last, OK?â After I nodded, he pulled away from me and asked, âI can tell youâve liked things so far. Are you ready to go a little further for dad?â Once again, I nodded my eager consent, and he instructed, âI want you to stand up and go over to the coffee table. Bend over the table and put your hands on it.â I did as he said, awkwardly lowering myself to the table so that I could put my hands on it. He came up behind me and put both hands on my rear end. He then pulled at the waist of my jeans and lowered them to the floor. As I stepped out of them, I could hear him remove his briefs. He put them on the table next to me. He pressed himself up against me, so that I could feel his stiff cock, though my shorts, pressing into the crack of my butt. He lowered his chest against mine and slid his hands down my arms until they were on top of my hands, and he said, âWeâre not all the way here, just yet. Stay here just like this.â I drank in his naked body as he went to the bathroom and retrieved what looked like a white toothpaste tube, and put it to the side of his briefs. âI think youâll be happy we have this a little later,â he told me. He then removed my briefs, and as I stepped out of them, he put his face in them and took a good whiff before setting them down on the table to my other side. He told me to spread my legs apart, and as I did so, he knelt down and slid his wet tongue down my crack, finding my smooth hole. He began to lick it, and I moaned. He lifted his head and said, âTell me how that feels, son.â I replied, âDad, your tongue feels so good. I canât wait for more. Iâve been practicing for you.â âGood,â he said, âbecause Iâm not going to waste my time with fingers. Iâm going to teach you how to take daddyâs cock, but Iâm only going to use the real thing to do it.â He lowered himself down again, and continued to rim me, spitting and plunging his tongue into my hole. First, just a little bit, but then gradually as far as it would go, as I began to loosen up and receive his tongue. He had taken care to make sure that my hole was literally dripping wet, as he took the tube, squeezed out some gel, and applied it to his cock. Then, he stood up behind me, and with one hand on his lubricated penis, guided its tip right to my hole. I moaned again as he bent over, holding his cock there, and whispered into my ear. âTaking the tip is going to be the hardest part, but weâll go really slow. Once you open up enough for the tip, the rest will be real easy. So just relax, and remember that we can take all the time we need.â Sweat began to pool on my back as I nodded in reply. âAre you ready for my daddy dick?â I nodded my head, as he applied a little pressure to his tip, and I felt my wet hole open slightly to receive it. He only entered a little bit, but I protested. âShouldnât you be wearing a condom?â I asked. He held the tip of his cock steady. âThis is just the first part. Itâs practice. We donât need a condom right now, because Iâm not going very deep in your hole. Trust me, itâll feel better without a condom, just while I get you loosened up. OK?â âOK, dad,â I replied. It just felt so good that I couldnât mount a strong protest, and besides, if we were going to be safe when it really counted, I knew Iâd be OK. âBoy, are you ready to take a little more? You seem to be opening up nicely. Youâre really making your dad happy.â I told him I did, but that wasnât enough. âTell me how much you want it.â âDaddy, I want to feel you opening my hole more. I want your daddy dick inside me.â âGood boy. Here comes a little more.â I braced as he pushed a bit more of his tip in my hole. I could feel my wet sphincter widening around as his cock pushed slightly deeper into my virgin hole. I moaned and arched my back. Again, he held steady, one hand still on his cock, as he told me to breathe deep and relax, so that he could penetrate still further. As I relaxed and my hole loosened - ever so slightly - its grip on the tip of dadâs cock, he pulled his dick back out. I turned to look over my shoulder, and he explained. âPractice includes a few lessons. I want to make sure youâre really ready for my daddy dick before I give you all of it. So here comes a little more.â This time, he brought his cock to my hole and pushed in with a little more pressure. It was much easier on the second time. My boy hole opened for it, and swallowed around the tip of his cock. I moaned, not quite ready for so much stretching. âWow son,â daddy said as he steadied himself. âI wasnât expecting your boy hole to be so hungry. I want you to relax a little bit more. And, since Iâm already in here, weâre going to try a little bit of thrusting to see how you like it.â Again, I protested. I said, âDaddy, I think itâs time for a condom now.â He had other plans. âShh, son, Itâs OK. I have a special surprise for you that you canât get if we use a condom. And since I kind of slipped in, Iâm already dripping my daddy juice inside of you. A condom wouldnât do much at this point.â He said all of this as he kept one hand on my lower back, and the other still on his dick, holding it there, with just its tip swallowed in my hole. I had to admit. Having his cock inside me, completely raw, leaking his sticky pre-cum into my hole, was turning me on very much. With one hand I began to stroke my cock again, and I gave my consent. âDaddy, I like the way it feels with your skin on mine. Iâm OK to take you bareback.â I sensed the delight. I felt it in his voice as he said, âGood boy. Daddy doesnât like condoms very much anyway, and Iâm glad youâre willing to do a little extra to make this a good trip.â I could feel it in other ways, too. His tip was bulging even more, stretching my hole once again. âBut get your hand off your prick. Iâll tell you when itâs your turn.â I began to have some second thoughts about having this man's prick inside my hole. I thought maybe I should ask him if he was negative, but then I thought about how far he'd come, and how much I really did want to please him. I reassured myself that he probably was clean, even as my cock throbbed at the notion of a chance that he might not be. He asked me how I was feeling, and I told him that I was relaxing and ready to move on. He pushed his cock in a little bit further, and as I moaned and arched my back in response, he leaned over, and grabbed the tube of gel and our underwear. He shifted everything to one hand, and put the other on my hip. âNow itâs really important that you relax. Iâm going to pull my daddy dick out, and I donât want to hurt you.â I breathed out as he withdrew. I could feel my sphincter open and then close as his tip traveled back out. He told me to get on the bed, on my hands and knees. As I did, he got on the bed on his knees behind me. He put my shorts up to his face and took a deep breath in. Then, he put more lube on his cock. Grabbing his briefs in one hand, he used the other to bring his mushroom once again to my hole. He leaned over, shoving his shorts in my face. âI want you to hold these up here, so you can get a nice smell of what youâre taking.â With one hand, I took them, doing as I was instructed. I used the other to brace myself against the bed. âWeâre still going slow for a little bit more, just to make sure I can get in there without causing too much pain. Are you ready?â At first, he didnât seem to be waiting for a response; he just slowly pushed his tip back inside me. But he waited. Remembering that daddy liked it when I was verbal, I moaned at him. âIâm ready for you to put all eight inches inside me and take my virginity. And Iâm glad weâre doing this raw, so your daddy juices can get all over my hole and help to lube it up.â It worked. I could feel him throbbing harder than ever, if only an inch inside me. âYouâre a really good boy. Iâm going to reward you for being so good. Daddy has a special gift to give his son.â Slowly, inch by inch, he slid his cock inside me. He stopped and pulled back a few times, re-inserting slightly deeper each time, until his hips were pressed firmly against my butt, and I had swallowed all eight inches of his manhood. âThe lessons are over, boy,â he said. âIâve made you feel good, now I want you to help your daddy feel good.â With his entire length inside me, I dropped his briefs to the bed. He noticed, grabbed mine again, and took another sharp inhale. I lowered my body, planting my face right into his shorts and arching my back, ready to give him what he wanted. The smell of his crotch filled my lungs and made me harder and harder. He began to thrust, slowly and with the whole length of this tool at first. But his pace gradually quickened, and his strokes got shorter. He was groaning, and his cock remained deep within me. He was using short thrusts, barely withdrawing before re-entering. Suddenly, he stopped. âSon, Iâm very close to cumming. What you you want daddy to do with his cum?â Once again, I was abruptly aware that this was the first time that weâd met in person, and here he was, with his unwrapped daddy dick, balls deep inside my hole, ready to unload and leave behind a generous helping of his DNA. Here he was talking about giving me a gift⊠I could only think this meant the virus. This made me a little nervous, as I realized I still had time to ask daddy to pull his cock out and still avoid taking the fair majority of this strangerâs seed. I moved my weight to my knees, and with my arms I reached behind me to grab onto his ass. Just as I was about to turn over my shoulder and ask him to shoot on my chest, I could hear - or rather, feel - a guttural moan originate in his belly, which was now firmly against the small of my back. At that point, I knew Iâd spent too long thinking about it. There was no asking him to stop at this point. His hips flexed as he thrusted every one of his eight inches into my body. From inside, I could feel the mushroom tip of daddyâs dick swell, while his semen flowed down the shaft of his cock and released, flooding my insides. Nervous sweat pooled on my brow as I realized that, at this point, I simply had to take daddyâs fat, creamy wad. Like it or lump it, his DNA was now in my body in a big way. âGood boy. Goooood boy,â he groaned while releasing his jizz. âI thought you were going to ask me to pull out, and Iâm very pleased that you didnât. Your tight little hole was too irresistible not to seed.â I thought about telling him about my hesitation, but I had to be honest with myself. Just as badly as he wanted to plant it, I wanted to take it. And that thought was bringing me over the edge, as I began stroking my cock with his big, dripping man meat still inside me. âThatâs it, son, feel my prick stretching your hole while you stroke out some boy seed.â He handed me his ripe underwear. âI want you to drop your load in these, so I have something to remember you by once I head out of town.â As I came to the brink, he whispered in my ear. âYes son, tighten your ass around my cock while you cum.â He began to pull out as I shot a few ribbons of cum into his briefs. âYou just milked out even more of my daddy juice. Now I am going to tell you about that surprise.â I fell back, on my back, on the bed naked. He sat up and put his briefs on and laid next to me. âSon, I know I said that I was clean. I thought you might not have let me have your virgin hole if you knew. But I have HIV and I stopped taking my meds about two months ago, right when we first planned to meet up. So that load you just took, it was charged.â My eyes bulged as I took in the news. Just like that, the first man ever to put his cock inside me had quietly bred his disease into me. But oddly, rather than be upset, I could feel my cock start to throb again. I was glad to be host to daddyâs toxic seed, and to be initiated into the club. My groins ached for more. âDaddy, I want to make sure your trip was worth it. Maybe you should give me another load to be sure.â
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In typical Hansen family tradition, Matt was carrying out his fatherly task of fucking his oldest son Matt Jr. JR, as he preferred was very aroused by his father's huge cock this particular morning. At first he was purring and then moaning and now he began to start barking and slowly fucking himself onto the cock that made him. He was so fucking horny and he knew dad's cock was the only cock that could make him cum from his cock and his cunt. Matt's mind was much more focused. Today is the day that JR's breeding must come to an end because his younger brother, Thom was just bragging about puberty and Matt knew his responsibility. Stealth breeding JR was actually a bit of fun and came quite naturally to the older perverted father. The worst situation was missing JR's talented and well shaped cunt. Sometimes more delicious that his wife's meatball dinner. Actually, always more delicious. As he began to unload, he started talking about everything but his cock sprayed hard against the p-spot as the head punched in and out of the second door which triggered the two orgasms that JR was grunting and calling to God for. He never heard the news. Matt sat down and, in between cunt lapping, he told his son he was poz. JR laughed and said that was not true. Matt told him that he was Full Blown for many years and not on meds. He told JR he knew how fertile his cum was. But dad, I'm on PreP...........................
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It was a pleasant 4th of July, the temps had finally diminished to a almost comfortable level, dropping from the low 100âs to the low 90âs. I had dinner with the family and easy conversation while watching a few movies, and returned home to find frightened kitten cowering in the hall, the furthest from any window where the fireworks could be heard booming outside. Calmed cat down, I cuddled with my fiancĂ©, and soon it was almost 11:00 PM and we were both drifting off to sleep, but I decided to check my phone and, as an after thought, hit the Grindr icon, as I hadn't checked in all day. Almost immediately saw I had two messages. The first had been sent at 10:30 that morning. I kicked myself as the message said âFeeling piggy. Hosting all day.â The message had been sent by a hot 28 year old. I replied explaining I had just seen the message and was sorry I couldnât participate in his piggy fun since I was already in bed. The second message was from a guy 'Bottom Pig Boy', who said âWhite 25 thin college boy looking for regular guy for fun and $ome help with school.â âBottom Pig Boy,â I replied, âI only fuck raw and I donât pull out. Do you?â I waited a few minutes and was about to put phone down when he replied back with two pictures of his ass and a frontal of torso/cock. I spent the next half hour messaging back and forth and finally told the boy I was falling asleep and would text him in the morning if he was still looking. In the morning boyfriend indicated he was going out for bike ride and would be back in a few hours before it got too fâking hot, so I texted the pig boy that I was free to cum over and he shot me an address which was about three miles away. I arrived to a modest home, thinking he must not really need the money if he lived here. I knocked and he answered in a jock strap low slung basketball shorts and a tank top. His body looked great and might have been one of a 25 year old but he looked much younger, much more like a teenager, so I asked to see his identification. He sheepishly produced a driver's license which clarified that he had actually just turned 18. I frowned at seeing this and he admitted to having falsified his age, but he added "Would you have agreed to come over if you knew I was just 18?â I told him I might have if he had been honest with me to begin with and started to retreat. âPlease Daddy stay, Iâm sorry for deceiving you,â he begged and I let the little pig plead and beg me, while making it look like I was on my way towards the door. Finally he placed himself between me and the door and kissed me deeply. I had him. He was going to be mine. I pulled out a liability release I had drafted for just such cases, and he signed readily before dropping down to suckle my cock through my shorts, running his hands up my body and pinching my nipples, finally pulling out my hardening cock and deep throating me. I felt my cock hit the back of his mouth and placed a hand on his head. He had offered me a little bottle of water when I had arrived and I had consumed about half of it. At this point I finished it off, and, holding his head on my nearly ridged cock, I let the stream begin slowly at first but letting the pressure increase as he gulped down my piss. When I stopped the flow he stood up and shared the last drops with me in a passionate kiss. After a couple of minutes of making out, he told me of his predicament: the house belonged to his parents who were away for the weekend. He also explained he and his best friend had been going at it since his birthday a couple months back, but the BF was gone for the weekend, which left his totally horned up and, since his part time job paid minimum wage, basically broke. Finally, he was staring at large tuition payments that he would need to shoulder alone, as his parents' income made him ineligible for financial aid, but at the same time they had refused to help cover his bills when he had messed up in his first semester of college. Too much fucking around. We made out on the couch for a bit and he laid me back and rimmed my hole, getting me rock hard then he slid up my body and began kissing me, sinking his ass down my steel shaft, using only his spittle for lube. He was tight and it felt not quite cleaned out as good as he could be, so I told him I needed to finish pissing. Sure enough, when he slid off me, my cock covered with both his ass juices and spots of blood and brown speckles. This didn't phase him, however. He immediately dropped down and cleaned off my cock, then offering me his hand lead me upstairs to what I figured was the master suite and lead me into an enormous shower enclosure with a seat across one end. TBC
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haiiii everyone, barely legal bottom boi here, iâve been on this site for a bit and am now looking to meet some new people, whether itâs just talk about fantasies or actually meet up, i prefer guys 30 or older. my kik is @youngdumbfag or you can leave your snapchat and iâll add you â€ïž
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I have been seeing my man for almost 12 months now and the sex is still as hot as that first night downstairs in his kitchen... I get on well with his 3 kids and they tolerate me around the house from time to time and all is going good with us. Let me give you some background I'm 39 yrs old, I'm a chub man and pref to bareback btm during sex. I do however have a very soft spot (not so soft sometimes) for twinks and love to sink my cock into their tight pink pussies if the opportunity ever arises. My boyfriend is 40, he's a total top, nice hairy body and of average build, his cock is well above average and comes in a little under 8" when fully hard. He is a rough lover and makes me moan in pleasure anytime we get naked. He was married to a woman for nearly 10 yrs before she caught him cheating with another man, they are divorced for almost 10 yrs now and their relationship is much better, she has moved on and she's happy he's able to be himself now. They had 3 children during those 10 yrs, a son and two daughters. The girls are 15 (twins) and their son, Dean, just turned 18... My boyfriend and I have an understanding; in the last 12 months both of us have been with other guys but just for a quick fuck or a one night stand, we are not living together but I spend almost every weekend at his house when his kids aren't around as we are naked most of that time and he spends 2 or 3 nights at mine during the working week. We are both in the medical profession and work shifts so our time is precious. Just getting started.... more to come!
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Freeing Kenny My son Kenny turned 18 today, he came into the world when I was 15. His Mom left me when he was two because I came out to her. Since then Kenny has been my son and best friend. He came out to me when he was 13. I was never afraid to talk to him about sex, or have sex with him in the house. When he was 16 I came down with a bad case of the flu. Turns out it was the fuck flu, and I had converted. I talked to Kenny about. During our talk, he aired his fears of converting and why he hasnât had any sex yet, not even jacking off with another guy. He also said in some ways heâd just like to convert, get it over with, so he could feel free to have sex anytime he wanted, he didnât like the feel of a condom as he tried jacking off with one on a few times. We still talked off and on about this, so I knew even now he still has never had sex. During one such talk, he let slip if he were to lose his virginity heâd want to lose it to someone as good looking as me. I knew my son liked how I looked, as he openly looked at me whenever I was naked. With two guys alone in a house, we werenât bashful. We see each other everyday naked, and many times hard. Iâve seen him so hard looking at me, he was even leaking precum like a faucet. At 33, I still had a 32 waist and 38 chest on my six foot frame. My chest was covered in short dense hair, with a good fuzzy ass in the rear. My uncut cock still would go hard at the drop of a hat, even on the meds. My son was just like his old man, just a little shorter and less hair. He was growing his hair though and would be just like dear old Dad. I loved to see that dimpled ass with the fine hair dusting sprouting out of his crack, and how his foreskin kept his head all covered, helping to funnel that precum stream. Kenny during our talks still was thinking he just wanted to get it over with and convert to poz, but was scared of it, but he was getting more and more horny and wanting sex. It was after the last talk 2 months ago, I decided on the perfect gift for his eighteenth birthday. I began collecting a few things for the important day. The day came, and I woke up early, purposely not putting any clothes on. I brought the little gifts out to get things ready. One was a little blue pill, which I crushed up and mixed into Kennyâs favorite pancake recipe. Put together some mimosas on the table, adding a little extra liquid to Kennyâs which will help the teen be a little more horny. Then lastly mixed in some white powder into some of his favorite bottle of lube. Lastly his little gift was ready and been waiting for a week building up, actually it had been building up over the last two months while I went on a certain type vacation. Time to wake up the birthday boy, soon to be birthday man. I walked back up stairs and down the opposite side of the hall. My sonâs door was open, which was not unusual, it was just us guys here. I quietly walked into his room. He was sound asleep on his back, arms up and over his head, showing off his hairy pits. Yes, just like me. His body hair is coming in just like mine did. Look at that beautiful hair pattern emerging on his chest. A bush of hair blossoming between his pectorals and starting to spread out, and that nice dense rings of hair around those big suckable nipples. The treasure trail already growing up to meet his pectorals and spreading out on his abs. Then thereâs that beautiful uncut cock, hard as a rock all nestled in that bush of pubes. Seeing my boy this way made me chub up a little. I leaned over intending to whisper in his ear to wake him, but as I neared him, I had to sniff those exposed pits. With his hair tickling my nose, I inhaled, and what a wonderful smell. All male hormones, all man. I reached over to his chest, and ran my hand over that patch of hair on to his pec, slowly rubbing his chest. I then lightly kissed his forehead. âKenny, wake up buddy. Hey Kenny, wake up.â While saying this I continued to rub his chest. Kenny moaned a little sleepy moan of waking. âCome on bud, time to get up.â As Kenny opened his eyes, he saw his Dad over him. He looked him in the eyes, and gave a sleepy smile. âHappy Birthday my special buddy boy.â I leaned in and gave my son a kiss on the lips. I think my son wasnât completely awake, and surprised enough that he kissed back a little harder than he usually did. âTime to get up, bud. Well, looks like someone is up already. So lets say time to get out of bed.â I laughed as my son blushed a little. I stood up, and my sonâs eyes got a little bigger as he noticed I was naked, and more than a little chubbed up myself. âWhatâs up with being naked Dad?â Kenny then yawned, âNot that I mind, I love seeing you naked.â Then he blushed. âSorry Dad, Iâm still waking up.â âJust didnât feel like getting dressed, and I know you like seeing me in the buff, its your birthday so look all you want. Iâve known for sometime you look at me, I like looking at you too. Why donât we have a naked day together today to celebrate your birthday. Iâve got your favorite breakfast going downstairs.â Kenny sat up in his bed, I pulled him up out of bed into my arms and big hug. I could feel his hard cock against mine. I rubbed his back a little as we hugged. I ran my hand lightly towards Kenny ass, and as I just touched the top of his ass, he jumped up into my arms and wrapped his legs around me like he did where he was a kid, and buried his face into my neck and ear. But unlike when he was a kid, this was a young man who was heavier, so I had to hold him with both hands under his ass, and felt those firm gluten and the starting of a fuzzy butt. âI love you Dad, so much.â âI love you too bud.â I kissed his ear, Kenny then leaned back and kissed my fully on the lips hard. This made both our cocks jump, his against my stomach and mine bumping his butt check. âCome on bud, lets go eat.â We ate our pancakes and had our mimosas. Kenny was getting a looser and looser with his talking. I âaccidentlyâ dropped my napkin, so I could take a look under the table at his cock. Which was hard and lightly throbbing, with just a little trickle of a precum peeking out of his foreskin. My own cock was really starting to stoke up as well, as the little blue pill was starting to hit me as well. âDad, Iâm really liking this being naked with you. It just feels so good. But its making be horny as hell.â âYou sure its not because your body is telling you its tired of being in its virgin state.â âThat too. But Iâm sitting here across from one of the hottest men around. Oh fuck, sorry Dad, I donât know whatâs up with me today.â âIts okay Buddy, I feel the same. Your a hot man too, and really a man today. Letâs take the drinks into the study, and lay back on the lounge, relax and talk. Figure out a gift for you.â âUm, well, yeah Iâd like that, but, um well, Iâm having a little, um, problem. Iâm like really horny, um, yea.â I grinned inside, the little treatment to his drink must be working now as well. âHey man, Iâve seen you with a blazing hard on, so no worries. Iâm running hard as well. Tell you what Iâll get up first, and get us some more drinks for the lounge.â I fit my actions to my words, and got up showing off my hard cock. I heard a whispered, âoh fuckâ from Kennyâs direction. Kenny then got up, and walked off to the study with his hard on pointing the way, bouncing up and down, and side to side, leaving a little dribble of clear liquid here and there. I went over to the counter and grabbed the bottles of orange juice and champagne, as well as the little hidden bottle. I poured just a little dribble of the clear liquid to Kennyâs glass, and then mixed up more mimosa into each glass. The touch more of clear liquid should give Kennyâs body just that little more push to rampant horny stud he needed to be. âHere we go bud, a little more bubbly. I have a little surprise for you as well. Something Iâve been wanting to do with you.â As Kenny sipped more of his treated drink, I grabbed a little box out of my desk, and pulled out a joint. âIâve been waiting for the day to share a joint with my best bud. I know youâve never done this, but I think its âhighâ time you did.â Which brought out a giggle from Kenny. âIâll take the first hit, watch what I do.â I light the end and inhaled as fully as I could and held the smoke, than let it out. âYour turn. Inhale as much as you can and hold as long as you can.â Kenny took ahold of the joint, and inhaled hard, and held his breath, trying not to cough, then let it out. Coughing just a little. He than drank down some more of his drink. âGood job buddy. Iâll go again. Lets do something special this time. Iâm going to put my mouth against yours, and exhale into your mouth. So you inhale when I do that.â âOk Dad.â He was already a little glassy eyed from the one hit and the little treatment to his drink, and his cock gave a little throb. I inhaled a larger hit than before and held it while I leaned into my son, he immediately moved his mouth to me, when our lips met, he opened up and I exhaled all the smoke into him as he inhaled. As he was inhaling, I lightly stroked his tongue with mine just for a second. We parted our lips and I handed him the joint. This was really good weed, extra good. There was another real good hit left for him to take. He put the joint to his lips and inhaled deeply, and held the smoke a good amount of time before exhaling, and didnât cough. I took the joint from him, and put it out in the tray. While I did this, Kenny downed the last of his mimosa. I sat back and put my arm behind Kenny, and he sat back into arm. I pulled him to me a little, feeling his bare side touching mine. âIâve missed sitting like this Dad, thank you.â I leaned over and kissed his forehead. Kenny pushed into that kiss. I could tell the drugs were starting to take there effect on him. âI like this too. Its been awhile since weâve cuddled a little. You always liked to cuddle didnât you. You were always good at cuddling.â âI always loved cuddling with you.â He than reached over to my chest with his hand and was running his hand over my chest hair, âCuddling with you was better than my bear, you have such nice hair on your chest.â Kenny got up into my lap like he did has a little boy, but he was no longer a little boy. He was a man, and a man feeling horny for sure. I felt his ass on my cock as he settled into my lap, and he put his head on my chest. âDad, can you hold me? I love feeling your naked body against mine. I think Iâve wanted, needed this, to be like this in your arms.â âSure buddy, Iâll hold you. It does feel good to be naked together doesnât it.â I pulled him tightly to me, feeling his breath moving my chest hairs, and his ass rubbing against my cock. Kenny was rubbing his check against my hairy pec, and against my nipple. âDad, why am I so scared about having sex, Iâm so horny so often, I donât know what to do.â âBuddy, son, thereâs nothing to be scared about sex. It should feel good, and be fun. Your horny so much, probably because its your body telling you its time.â âCan you show me some, Dad. Can you show me some of what men can do together, for my birthday?â Kenny turned a little in my lap, and wrapped his legs around my waist. My hard cockâs was pushing up against his anal valley, and his hard cock was poking my stomach. His warm breath in my face. I reached up and behind him and pulled his face to mine had began to kiss him hard. His mouth opened to mine, and I stuck my tongue into his mouth to which he promptly began to suck on my tongue and moan. I picked up my son, and laid him back on on the lounge couch. Meshing our hard cocks together, our precum mixing together on our meshed bellies. My hairy chest rubbing against his chest. I broke our kiss a little. Kenny whispered, âFuck Dad, I love feeling your cock against mine. Oh fuck, Dad, I like this, but it scares me, help me, show me how not to be scared.â I kissed him hard, and then started licking down his neck to his chest. Feeling that hairy patch between his pecs on my cheeks. I licked over to his right nipple and lightly ran my tongue over the tip, and then lightly bite his nipple. This elicited a loud moan from Kenny. I continued to lick down his body, feeling his muscles with my tongue. As I got to his abs, I could taste the sweet mixture of our combined precum. âKenny, have you tried your precum yet?â Which he shook his head. âYou want to taste our combined precum like I just did? It might help you.â Kenny nodded his head. I collected some of my precum leaking out of my stretched foreskin, as my son watched. Then with the same finger collected some of Kennyâs off his long foreskin. âHere son, donât be scared, try our precum, taste how sweet it is, youâll love it.â Kenny leaned up and sucked my finger into his mouth, and moaned. While he was savoring the taste, I leaned down and sucked his hard cock into my mouth, sticking my tongue into his foreskin, tasting that sweet teen neg clear liquid. Oh how sweet it was. âOh fuck, Dad, oh fuck, I love it. Oh shit.â Kenny then shot a huge glob of precum in my mouth. I came off his cock, and started licking down his balls, and the while lifting his legs up. Teasing and nibbling his hairy taint, then run my tongue against his asshole. His ass started contracting and kissing my tongue with his ass lips. I pushed his legs further towards his chest, and put my hands on his ass cheeks. Pulling them apart and seeing that beautiful hair butt hole, kissing the air. I dove with my tongue into that ass. Kenny moaning louder and louder, as my tongue was relaxing his hole. âOh fuck, oh my god. Dad, oh fuck.â Suddenly his ass blossomed, and my tongue went right into him. As he was squirming and moaning, I reached to the side where I put the treated lube. âYou like that son? You want to try my finger, get and idea what being fucked is like?â âDaddy, will you? Can you, please?â I opened the lube, and with one hand pulled his hole a little, and but the lube bottle opening right against that open butt hole. I squeeze and glob, which caused some to squirt inside, and then dribble out. I clicked the lube shut, and collected the leaking lube up off his ass with my finger, and slowly started to insert into Kenny. Feeling that tight opening gripping my finger, and then the furnace of inside surrounding my finger. I began running my finger around inside his ass, spreading that treated lube. In a little bit that treatment should start making his ass real hungry. âOh fuck, Daddy, Daddy that feels so good. OH OH SHIT, that makes me want to cum.â, Kenny screamed as my finger pressed against his prostate. I pulled my finger out, and Kenny moaned. I picked up the lube again, and put it back against his now more opened hole, and squirted more treated lube into him. Collecting the dribble with two fingers, and ran two fingers into his ass. Moving my fingers around, rubbing the lube into his ass walls all around. I pulled my fingers out, and put his legs down, around me. I then reached over to where the lube had be sitting, and grabbed one more joint. This joint was treated the same. I lit the joint and inhaled, holding the smoke in, I leaned down towards my son, and he knew what was happening and leaned up, our open lips coming together. I exhaled into him, and he inhaled. Once he exhaled, I put the lit joint against his lips. âInhale real hard and as long as you can, and hold it.â Kenny did, and then I put my mouth against his, and he exhaled into me. I put the joint against his lips again, âOne more time sweetie, take that last hit.â After he exhaled into my mouth, and deeply kissed him, and rubbed my hand around his chest, and tweeting his nipples one at a time. We kissed for a few minutes, which he began moaning. When I broke the kiss, I saw his eyes were just ever so slightly glassy. The drugs have to be kicking in now. âIs this what you had in mind for your gift?â âYes, Daddy. But Iâm still a little scared, can you help me not be scared about sex. I want it, this is making more horny. My ass has an itch inside, and really think I need your fingers back in me.â I reached down between his legs, and sort of teased his hole with my finger tip. âWell, sweetie, I can only think of one way to help you not be so scared and help with the horny itch. You may get the ultimate gift though if we do that. Do you want my cock in you, you want my gift?â âDaddy, please, my ass is needing you. Please, I think I gotta have your cock in me.â âDo you want my gift too? You want to be sure to get my ultimate gift, that will help you not be scared of sex anymore?â âYes Daddy, I need your gift. I want to love sex. Help me with the gift.â I reached over to the little table where everything was, and grabbed the bottle of poppers and my old toothbrush. My son was watching me lube up the toothbrush, and when I ran my leaking cock all over the toothbrushâs bristles, getting a huge amount of precum all over the brush head. âOpen that bottle and when I say ânowâ, I want you to inhale.â Kenny nodded his head âNow left your legs up to your chest and reach around your legs to hold them up and be ready with the bottle.â I watched as his beautiful fuzzy asshole came into sight. It was winking open and shut at me so nicely. I placed the brush against his fuzzy hole, just as I started to push in I said, âNowâ. Kenny inhaled the poppers, as I inserted the brush into his ass. I left it inside him a moment. I reached up and took the poppers from him. I began twisting the brush in a circles, at the same time moving slightly in and out of his ass, giving his ass a good brushing all over inside. Kenny was moaning and groaning. âYou okay son, this will help your body receive and accept my gift so much better.â âOh fuck, Daddy, it feels so funny, it sort of feels good, sort of hurts. Oh fuck, I really need something bigger, its not helping the itch much.â I pulled the brush out, and saw it was very much towards reddish pink. âI think your ready.â âOh fuck, my ass is tingly, oh fuck I need you in me now, please.â I leaned over him, and he watched me put my heavily leaking cock towards his open ass. I felt my cock kiss his open hole. As his hole held my cock there, I leaned into kiss him, which as we kissed my cock slide into him. Both of moaning as I pushed all the way into him and bottomed out, my balls against his ass. âIâm in you son, you feel me in you?â âOh Daddy, Daddy, I feel you. I can feel your cock beating inside me. Oh please fuck me.â I started moving my cock slowly out of his ass, and just as I felt I was reaching his opening, slowly moved back into him. Shit, I wasnât going to last long. Not cumming for so long was taking a toll on me, I needed to cum soon. âDaddy, Daddy, oh fuck me. I feel like Iâm going to explode soon. My ass is on fire, and my cock is on fire. Oh fuck, Daddy.â Slowly in, Slowly out. I loved this boy, I wanted him to love sex, I wanted him to want sex. He was moaning so loud now. âSon, sweetie, Iâm about to cum. Do you want my ultimate gift, you want my Poz gift?â âDaddy, I want your cum. I donât want this fear anymore, I want your Poz gift. Give it to me.â He reached down and grabbed my hairy ass cheeks, and almost was helping my hump him. But I wasnât going to go faster. âOh fuck, sweetie. Iâm going to cum inside you. Iâm going to give you my gift, NOW.â I started shooting my pent up load deeply into my boy. All the while thinking how I was probably impregnating him with my virus. Kenny was moaning loudly, and thrashing, and I felt a large wetness building up between us. When I looked between us, I saw his cock firing jets of cum, almost in time with my jets. We both came down from our orgasms. Keeping my cock inside him, I helped move him on my cock so I could be behind him. Now holding him spooned in my arms, my cock still deep inside him, holding my cum inside him. âI love you buddy, Happy Birthday. I hope this is the gift you wanted and needed.â
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I had just gotten engaged to my girlfriend of three years and we were on our way to spend the weekend with her father at his place by the lake. It was winter, but the cabin was fully equipped for the season, having a full kitchen, hot tub and fireplace. She had taken me there when we first started dating and I loved the place. My fiancĂ©e was a doctor at a local hospital in the city so I followed her in my own car, just in case she was paged and had to leave. We arrived around 6:00 PM and her Dad was already there. We made the usual introduction and he told me I could start calling him Dad since I was almost family. The fiancĂ©e and I set our things in the bedroom and did some heavy petting which left my cock hard and dripping. I was always horny and she didnât help. I was worried my bulge would be noticeable when we went down stairs, and sure enough, I thought I saw her father eyeing my crotch and found myself slightly flattered. I knew he had divorced her mother because he came out and I always liked attention. Well, everything was going great: Dad had brought a nice salmon and we had a great salad, but sadly half-way through the dinner my fiancĂ©e got a page and had to head to the hospital. One of her transplant clients received the go ahead and she had to go back. Telling me not to waste the weekend, she suggested I take the time to get to know my future father in law. Dad smiled, gave his daughter a quick kiss, and she ran out the door. We sat back down and finished dinner and then he passed me a scotch neat and a cigar. It was great. The country, the cigar, the scotch. I could only think of one thing that would make it better, but the prospects of a blow job had run out the door a couple of hours ago. âI know, letâs take these out to the hot tub,â Dad suggested as he set his cigar in the ash tray and his drink on the coffee table, stripping right there in the living room. I never really look at guys in the locker room but he was very impressive: a thick pelt of grey fur covered some impressive pecs and a flat stomach, below which hung an very impressive seven inch uncut cock. Feeling slightly self conscious, I blushed a bit and looked away. âHehehe no reason to be shy, Son. It's just the two of us now and there are no neighbors for miles around. Come on. Let's enjoy the great outdoors like God intended and soak in the tub. Grab the bottle and two more cigars and meet me out there once you're ready." As he turned away I noticed a small scorpion tattoo on his back thigh. I was a bit surprised as my sense was few of his generation had tattoos, but I still I liked it on him. In any event, following his orders, I sheepishly striped down. My body was much less furry than his, and my cock measured in at six inches, so it occurred to me I could be his son. Grabbing the Glenfiddich and two more cigar I timidly walked across the room and stepped outdoors. My cock shrank even smaller in the cold air, even as I pranced and jogged to the tub. Hoping in, I yelped a bit at the temperature change. My footing went a bit and I half sat on Dad as I landed my seat. âEasy Son, donât spill the liquor or ruin those cigars, hehehe.â We continued chat and drinking for a bit. The scotch relaxed me, and the cigars were excellent. My thoughts must have wandered a bit to where my fiancĂ©e and I had left off, 'cause I found myself getting hard under the bubbles made by the water. In an effort to relax, I stretched my legs out a bit and hit the legs of my soon-to-be father in law. âSorry.â âNot a problem. I'll even give ya a bit of a massage.â Before I could say anything his hand started working my foot and a sigh escaped my lips. His big hands worked the soles of my feet, and I felt everything relax body, as pleasant, but the most odd sensations traveling up my legs. Dad's attentions were, most oddly, not doing anything to help my erection. Dad put one foot down, and positioning himself between my legs, took-up my other leg, so my legs were now spread and my body half floating in the water as he did magic on my feet. He clearly knew what he was doing, and for the first time I understood why women love foot massages. It was amazing. His hands started massaging up my legs, first working up my calves and then up further, massaging the tops of my thighs, digging deep into the muscles. His thumbs grazed my balls and my eyes shot open. I tried to sit up but all I did was lock my legs around his back, which caused the two of us to slide up against each other. I stared into his eyes and felt my cock throb against his furry body. The water bobbed me slowly up and down, and I could feel his hard cock just touching between my ass. His hands moved around behind my back and I was mesmerized, staring into his eyes as he pulled me forward and kissed me. Instinctively I kissed back, pulling him against me, chest to chest, moaning with pleasure. I had never felt a man before and it was amazing. His rough hands grabbed my ass and started teasing my hole. The calloused fingers pushing into me and scraping me, working my virgin hole open. I knew what he wanted, and just as I got accustomed to his fingers, he pulled me hard down on his cock. My scream echoed out into the night for a split second before his mouth was covering mine, eating my pain as he ignited my passion. His thrusts started slowly and I whimpered with each tug and pull as he forced his monster into my ass. Soon it hurt less and less, and within less than a minute or so the pain turned into pleasure. Instinctively I found myself working with him, meeting each of his thrusts and sliding back as he withdrew. My cock was rock hard as the water was splashed around. The he pulled off me for a moment and looked again into my eyes. His cock stopped moving in my ass and he just held me there. I could feel his heart beat through his cock . âYou want to breed you Son? You want my dirty Daddy seed in you?â âYes, please whatever you want just keep fucking me.â âDid my daughter ever tell you the reason why her mother really left?â âWell, I figure it was because of what we are doing right now,â I chuckled "Well, yes,â he replied, smiling, "but also because I'm poz, and with my raw cock in your ass, if I shoot in you youâre most likely going to be knocked up. Made into my poz son and carry the same virus. Is that what you want?" I had no words. Here I was a virgin to gay sex let alone poz gay sex. The only thought in my head was I did not want him to stop. As an answer to his question I began rocking back and forth on his cock. âOh thank you Son that feel so good. It has been so long. Plus I already shot in you once so it was kind of a moot point. Here some the second load son. Be my boy foreverâ This time I felt it: a deep throbbing as his cock grew bigger and bigger, pulsing in my hole. His cum felt like a tongue deep in my ass licking the walls and making them wet. Just after he shot, his hand grabbed my dick and pumped me furiously. My last neg load shot over my head. As I came down from my orgasm, my hole sore and throbbing, his cock still buried in my ass. Catching my breath, I looked into his eyes and said one word: "More."
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