Varsity Athlete. Honors Student. Cum Slut. Son.

[JeffSLmmPigDadd]

Wow! Good writing! 🐷 

[DallasPozzible]

On 9/9/2023 at 9:27 AM, sonsucker said:

Love it especially since I use to coach wrestling!

Tried sending you a message. 

My dad was an AAU national wrestling champion and then HS coach. 

[ejaculaTe]

Part 3 was so hoT, it just about left my computer a smoking heap. And another twisT in the plot as well...

[damsonffpig]

Awesome writing 🐷😜👅

[pozboy]

On 9/13/2023 at 8:53 PM, raunchyballs said:

Taking in the news that Jack, my son, has gotten into the party scene… It feels like I just slammed again for the very first time. Hearing the rentman in the next room got lit with my boy and fucked him in LA last spring was jolting, like the whoosh of that first point, the sudden drop in your chest and feeling of whoa. 

Then realizing all the different avenues this opened up for the sex between us... that was like being wrapped in a warm blanket of ecstasy. 

And now, like any slam rush, I am about to fuck the rentman senseless. 

But unlike topping after I have slammed, where I shove my cock up the nearest available and consenting hole without even bothering to lube it up, I am approaching rentman’s ass a little more thoughtfully. 

“Tell me.” I’m standing in the doorway of the bathroom, erection jutting forward. It takes rentman a few seconds to notice, transfixed as he was by the video of my boy getting spitroasted by two gorgeous black daddies he told me he found online, and who had become more than fuck buddies. And this video is transfixing. I almost lose my train of thought recalling the day Anthony told me about these guys. 

They were his west coast dads. I hadn’t met them yet - and with what rentman just told me, I understand why, these guys definitely like to party. They may have been the ones who got Jack lit the first time. But Jack had told me a lot about them. He had been vague on how they met. But he had been very detailed in other areas. 

The home cooked meals, and once a month, a trip to Roscoe’s in Hollywood for Chicken and Waffles. When he bought his car - an 84 El Camino he was determined to restore, they helped him find a good mechanic and a better body shop. The older one, Dave, even taught him how to do laundry the proper way, a lesson I had failed to impart despite repeated efforts over 18 years. 

And of course, they took him to the bathhouses and circuit parties. Judging by the dilated pupils I’m just now noticing Jack has in this, and probably other videos, they took him to plenty of other parties as well. 

I stare at these two beautiful Black men, each of them drilling my boy’s cunt, my boy screaming out in absolute perverted ecstasy, and my cock is painfully hard. I’m leaking so much precum it looks like I’m low key pissing. Feeling playful, and wanting to get rentman’s attention, I start helicoptering my dick, dousing him, myself, the bed and everything else in the immediate vicinity. He’s surprised at first, but I picked a good little pig to fuck tonight, and he’s on his knees licking it off his arms and my legs. 

He’s got that lustful look in his eye that you can only get when you’re high, a look that says ‘I’m using you to use me.’ It’s the kind of look I’ve given plenty of men, and plenty more have given me. It’s a look that makes my painfully erect cock bounce uncontrollably. 

Rentman sees my dick jerking on it’s own accord, and he actually whimpers. Like a puppy. There is nothing in the universe he wants, needs, more right now than to get pounded long and hard. Not oxygen. Not water. Not food or validation or respect. 

Just my cock. And more crystal. 

He crawls over on all fours, mirroring the video playing where Jack is crawling to the second Daddy - Derek - after being bred by Dave. 

Rentman starts sniffing and licking my cock, my balls, my taint, my hole. But I stop him 

“Tell me,” I repeat. And he’s puzzled for a second. I can see it click in his head. 

“Oh, you mean the kid in the video? He was so much fun. Insatiable little cum slut. I met him at a bathhouse called Flex. “

Oh I know Flex. Doesn’t surprise me in the least that my boy would like it there; the first time I went I said “this is my kinda trashy.” 

“Anyway, I was with a client, this doctor I fuck once a month. Dude flies me out there, loves getting fucked by me. Terrible lay though. Doesn’t know how to bottom and since he’s a doctor you can’t tell him anything. So I’m finishing with the Doctor, and I go outside to smoke a cigarette. I see this cute blond twink sucking a bunch of cocks around the hot tub. I sit and watch the show for a minute, but it gets broken up when the staff comes around - you’re not supposed to fuck in the water, apparently. Well, I swoop in immediately and invite him back to my room. One of the big ones with a big bed.”

He takes a long hit off the bong, slowly exhales, blows a couple of smoke rings on my dick.  

“He laid down on the bed and turned the porn on, and then he looked at my reflection in the mirror - I don’t know why but I found that so hot - and asks me where the party’s at. I didn’t think anything of it, everyone gets high there, so I pulled out my bong and torch, told the kid to help himself. I had smoked plenty with the Doctor. The kid took 3 or 4 big rips and was flying. He got on all fours and started shaking his ass, wiggling it and licking his lips, still keeping eye contact through the reflection in the mirror.” He pauses for another rip off the bong.  “I’ve never had someone ask me to eat their ass that way but it was such a fuckin turn on. So I fucked him for an hour or two, and then I had to leave to get to my next client. Gave him a couple of rocks and some G tho so I’m sure he stayed turnt that whole night. Where’d you find this video by the way? I love homemade porn, and I bet a bunch of my clients will as well.”

Instead of answering his question, I said “show me.” 

I can hear the slightest trace of annoyance in his voice when he says “show you what? Mind if I take another hit?” The second question he asks as he’s in the process of taking a hit, he’s reached that point of being spun where he cannot begin to care about anything but his own dick and hole. 

I love a good rentman. 

“Show me how you fucked the boy in that video. Pretend I’m him. Fuck me just like you fucked him.” 

Rentman is amused but also turned on, I can see he’s going to comply. 

“Well, first thing then you’ll have to take a bunch of rips off the bong.”  One, two, three, four major clouds later, I’m shaking with anticipation and the drugs. My heart is racing, my dick is bouncing, my asshole puckering, eager to be opened up by this stud and then fucked senseless. 

Just like I fuck Jack. 

Rentman stands up, puts his hand on my chest, and pushes me onto the bed. Wordlessly, he grabs my calves and pulls them up, getting me flat on my back. He sees the precum flowing freely from my cock, and dabs a finger on my dick head, drawing back a long strand he takes in his mouth and hungrily devours. 

He drops to his knees, and I know what’s coming next. I feel his hot breath in my crack, the scruff of his beard causing a little bit of friction that I find pleasurable, and leaving the musk of my asshole all over his face, which is a major turn on for both of us. And then I feel his tongue slowly licking my asshole. Lapping at it, the way a dog laps up some water. 

The way I lap at Jack’s hole. This goes on for 10 minutes or so, as he keeps feeding me shotguns, trying to get me as spun as humanly possible. After spitting on my hole one last time, He stands up, and repositions me so that the porn is behind him, “so you can watch” and he gestures to his phone. I make a quick decision. 

“Hold up a second.” I get up, and go to the bathroom. “Let’s do this right.” I open my toiletries case and pull out two syringes that I had preloaded, .5 each. I don’t party that often, and I slam even less, but after giving a great speech at a very lucrative conference and finding out that my boy is just as much of a meth craved cock whore as I am… Well, I knew this would be one of the nights where I go balls to the wall. I walk back out and rentman is taking more hits off the bong. He looks up, sees the syringes, and licks his lips, subconsciously echoing Jack’s invitation to lick his ass. 

“Can you admin yourself?” Rentman nods. I hand him the syringe, and he starts prepping his forearm with an alcohol wipe. I do the same. We pull the cap off the points simultaneously, but rentman quickly puts his back on, stands up and grabs his jockstrap, jeans and shirt. For a second I think he’s about to leave, but then he sets the phone down to record. Ah, he’s one of those guys I think to myself, and I decide to follow suit, as it were, putting my clothes back on too. 

Whenever I stumble across a slamming video, I think its so hot the way the guys take all their clothes off and start playing with their dicks almost immediately, no matter whether they are top bottom or side. Clearly rentman enjoys it too, and is one of the guys who gets dressed just so he can slam and get naked again. 

Thanks to rentman’s roided out body, his veins are huge and easy to hit. Mine are too, although that’s more from a lifetime of clearing the brush on the 2 acre lot my house sits on. 

Both of us insert our needles at the same time, his registers just a fraction of a second before mine does. We both push the plunger down, and I’m feeling the rush even before I pull the needle out. 

“Holy shit,” is all rentman says, as he starts coughing and taking off his clothes. “Fuck yeah” is all I say, through an even stronger cough. The warmth of the rush is almost overwhelming, as I rip my clothing off, literally ripping the shirt I had just put back on. 

“Come here.” Rentman’s voice has changed, lost all it’s playfulness and charm. Only lust and domination remain. I get on all fours and crawl to him, the same way he crawled to me, the same way Jack’s gonna be crawling to the both of us (I’ve already decided). 

“On your back. Spread those cheeks apart. Let me see that cunt.” I follow his instructions with enthusiasm. My asshole is puckering uncontrollably, begging for his cock, which is hard as steel and thicker than anything I’ve taken in a long, long time. 

“You want it like that kid? Well here you go.” He shoves his whole dick up my ass in one sudden thrust, and even though it’s painful, I take it in stride. I even look up at him and, feeling my playful side return, say “is it in?”

Rentman gets a wicked smile across his face, right before lightly slapping me across the cheek. “Is it in? You tell me.” He starts thrusting wildly, slamming his dick into me over and over. I notice he’s matched the pace of the video, where Dave is once again fucking Jack. I’m in the same position as my boy is in the video, and I’m loving it almost as much as he is. 

My cock is rock hard and I start jacking it furiously while rentman continues his unrelenting assault on my ass. “Fuck oh yeah fuck me fuck that cunt give it to me fuck yes oh my god fuck me.” I can’t tell if it’s me saying this, Jack saying it in the video, or if I’m even saying it outloud, I’m that fucked up on the crystal. But except for the first night with Jack, this is the most intense sex I’ve had in years. 

Maybe because I’m pretending to be Jack. I don’t bottom very often, and Jack hasn’t even mentioned the possibility of me topping him - something I’ve been meaning to ask him because he clearly knows how to top, and from the videos and webcams I’ve watched, he enjoys it. 

“Yeah you like that big fat dick slamming in you? Dirty meth whore. You should fly us out to LA and we can take turn on that kid. I bet he’d love to get DP’d by the two of us.” Sweat is pouring off his forehead and chest, it feels like rain washing over me, and I’m just as thoroughly sweaty. Both of us are close to cumming. Rentman quickens his pace, I can feel his cock somehow get harder and harder in my hole. My own dick is covered in precum, and I’m jerking it in pace with rentmant’s powerful thrusts. 

“We don’t need to go to LA. He’s only an hour away,” I say, keeping eye contact with rentman as his orgasm continues to build. 

“Oh yeah, how do you know that?” 

“Because he’s my son, and you and I are going back to my house to get him high and fuck him senseless.”

It’s enough to send rentman over the edge, as he busts a huge nut in my hole, I can feel 10, 12 spurts of his cum hitting inside me. That, in turn, sends me over the edge, and I shoot an equally large load all over his chest, my stomach, my face, a few arcs even hitting the TV, where Jack has just shot his own load all over himself. The two Black daddies in the video are panting just as hard as rentman and me. I point to the screen, ask rentman if he knows either guy - there’s a tiny snippet at the very end where they both show their faces. 

“Oh shit that’s Derek and Dave. Yeah I know them. They used to be porn actors before starting their own studio. I’ve actually done a couple of scenes for them.” My face breaks out into a smile of unrestrained deviance. 

“Get them on the phone.” 
 

all that matters is getting more depraved than last time

 

[partying.hard]

We all have different tastes, kinks, fetishes. But in my book, this is one of the best stories posted on BZ.

[DCWildBtm]

On 9/20/2023 at 5:01 AM, raunchyballs said:

I fucking love my son.

Well, I fucking love you for creating this masterpiece!

[pupHawaii]

holy fuck me .. mouth watering .. fuckhole spasming .. wishing that was my DAD!  F U C K !

[pupHawaii]

On 9/19/2023 at 11:04 PM, raunchyballs said:

I had originally intended on this being a three part, but now likely four or five parts

keep writing as many parts as you want and you know everyone of us will be here for the wild fucking ride!

[TaKinGDeePanal]

On 9/20/2023 at 7:01 PM, raunchyballs said:

I’ll be forever remembered as the dad who had the fucking balls to fuck his boy on camera, make a couple of million off the tapes, and retire to a life of debauchery and drugs and dicking down my only son. And who knows? Maybe we’ll find him a nice Russian bride, someone who won’t ask too many questions, and we can take turns fucking her until she’s pregnant. My cock is like a steel beam, and solid mass of granite

I for one won't mind in the slightest if you write something about the son's wedding night ...

[Kayne]

Fuck...I admit it... I'm spellbound 

[raunchyballs]

I take a moment to truly capture the sight before me. My son. My boy. My pride and joy. Toughest fucking quarterback his high school team had ever seen. Smartest honors student in probably the entre state of Texas - and not just book smarts, like Pearl Harbor happened on December 7 and the Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell kinda shit, my boy is brilliant. Deductive, insightful, and possessed of an emotional intelligence virtually unknown to someone as young in years as he is. He can assess a room instantly, read every person with uncanny, almost chilling precision, and know instantly what they need and how he can help them. 

It’s made every girl he’s ever met fall in love with him, and you can practically hear their panties get soaked just from his very presence. And more than a few boys have to adjust their suddenly throbbing dicks after a fleeting glance. 

I get more than a glance though. He stares at me intently, his piercing green eyes - almost a shade of emerald, locked onto mine with love and lust and hunger and a rapturous joy. His perfectly symmetrical face is still, with his powerful jawline silhouetted against the bright lights of the bathroom he just exited, having showered, prepared himself, and the points that will take our relationship beyond father and son, beyond fuck buddies, just.. Beyond. 

There is a stillness in the air that matches the stillness of his body. He is smiling, the playful, mischievous smile I’ve come to know so well over these last months we’ve been fucking. It’s a smile that reflects the pride I feel in him, and the pride he feels in himself, in his form, from the long sinewey stretches of his neck, the powerful broad shoulders, sweeping down to his biceps the size of bricks, pecs the size of dinner plates, a perfectly outline core of eight perfect abs. His adonis girdle, which I know he considers the sexiest part of himself (only because he can’t see his eyes the way I do) and which he calls his cum gutters… a term we’ve verified as accurae countless times over, when I’ve fucked the cum out of him or pulled out and doused him with the geyser of semen he brings out in me every. Single. Time. 

And then there’s that dick. Uncut - I wanted my boy to have a choice, even though I tend to prefer cut. He should get to decide what the essence, the root, the wellspring of his manhood says about himself. HIs magnificent cock is jutting, and like mine, long and curving slightly up and to the left. From my vantage on the bed, and the reflections in the mirror, it looks like a cobra, and it can charm and entrance anyone who sees it just like the real life cobras charmed by a flute played by a ballsy son of bitch with nerves of steel. 

I can see the deluge of precum - a trait he inherited from me - has already started flowing. He’s literally dripping on the floor, long thing strands flowing down his balls - he’s stopped trimming them, I’ve noticed, probably because he’s seen how the musk of his ball sweat drives me crazy, makes me into little more than a feral animal. 

That’s what I feel like right now. I want to ravish him, I want to pin him to the bed, lick his neck, suck his nipples, work my way down till that gorgeous dick is the only thing I can see, taste, smell. I want to rub it all over my face, get every last inch of my head covered with the cum and spit and essense of his masculinity, manhood, sex, all over me. I want his dick to claim me, mark me as his territory, as I’ve done to him countless times. 

I sit up a little straighter in the bed, my dick brushing against my thigh, and that simple touch is nearly enough to make me cum again, so powerful is the sexual tension in the room, so intense the lust between father and son, Anthony and Jack. I notice he’s shaking, trembling with the same anticipation and desire and hunger as I am. But before we can attack each other, sate our meth fueled hunger for each other, he and I have to talk. 

“Come sit with me a minute. We need to really talk about what’s about to happen, if you want it to happen.” He gives me this amused, though slightly puzzled look, a look that says “what idiot wouldn’t want this?”. Nevertheless, he saunters to my bed and sits next to me after putting the points and tourniquet on the dresser where they will be directly in my line of sight, a passive reminder that with two simple injections, he and I can cross into virtually uncharted territory of debauchery, depravity, of shooting more cum into, onto, around each other, of orgasms so powerful they’d sink California into the depths of the pacific. 

“I know you’ve heard me say this many, many times. And I want you to hear me, really hear me, again when I say it now. I love you, I wouldn’t trade what we have for all the riches of solomon. You know you are the most important man in my life, you are the foundation of my existence. And if you ever get even the most fleeting notion that this isn’t good or healthy or satisfying, then all you have to do is say the word and it’s done. Because you deserve to be loved by a man who will be as devoted to you as I am, but who can also share in the great experiences you have ahead of you, someone you can grow with.” At this, he cuts me off.

“Daddy, I’ve fucked around a lot. I’ve dated several boys, and even one girl.” At this, I cock an eyebrow, a bemused expression creeping into my smile, which he matches. “I don’t see what those straight boys get about pussy. But that’s neither here nor there. I don’t ever want this to change. I’ve found the man who makes me happy, makes me fulfilled, makes me get out of bed so I can do the things that make me proud of myself, and makes him prouder still of me.”

“It’s you. It’s always been you. When I was 13, 14, 15, I had so many dreams about you. You fucking me. You kissing me. You cumming on me over and over and over, and when I turned 18, all those dreams became a reality. Every night when I go to bed… well, on those nights when I actually do go to bed, I say a prayer of thanks to God for giving me a wonderful father, and the sexiest fucking man I could ever hope to find, would ever want to find.” He leaves the rest unspoken, and so do I. 

I can feel he heat returning, the tension reigniting. He feels it too. Both of our cocks are at full mast, the precum leaking out of us, as each word he speaks brings us closer and closer to what we know is coming, what we both want more than anything in the world. He stands up, making sure his cock sweeps within inches of my face, watching my eyes follow it. And smirking because he knows how much I’m under his spell, and how much he’s under mine. My dick jerks, once, twice, and a huge spurt of precum jumps out as he turns to grab the points and I see his ass in all it’s worked out, worked on, teenaged perfection, the deep tanline of his torso and legs abruptly ending and the soft, slightly olive hugh of his skin making for a natural highlight, focal point of the room, my gaze, and at this point, my very existence. I want to touch it, lick it, make out with it, rub my face all over his crack and wear his musk like the finest cologne. 

He turns back, striding to the bed with purpose. He gets on the bed, points in hand, and positions himself on his knees facing me. His powerful thighs so cut, so defined in the camera lights Dave and Derek have put up for precisely this shot. His abs, his pecs, his biceps and shoulders all perfectly shadowed to accent just how powerful and sculpted his body has become. I match his pose, and I can see him taking in the sight. We’re just a few feet apart, and our dicks are touching, kissing each other, sharing precum and stoking the fires within us that are already burning past white hot. We don’t want this anymore. We need it. We crave it, 

We are addicted to each other, to the sex we’re about to have, to our family founded on lust and masculinity and taking another man’s ass and having him take yours, of feeling a beautiful cock thrusting wildly in you, of that overwhelming pleasure of having it jackhammering in and out of you at a lighting clip, and nearly melting your brain from an orgasm so powerful your balls are literally pained, of panting so hard you never think you’ll catch your breath, at looking in the mirror and seeing streak after streak after streak of cum on your face, chest, ass, dick, legs, feet, and feeling like you’ve just been claimed by masculinity incarnate, that a stud has marked you as his, and that you’ve marked him as yours. 

“Daddy, be a dear would you, and shoot me up so that we can fuck each other until the stars at night are big and bright.” 

“I’d be happy to oblige. Jack, you cocky little fucker, you brazen little slut, my cum whore of a son who never fails to make me the proudest father and slutiest fuck buddy I can be, get ready to get fucked like you’ve never been fucked before.. And,” I pause for dramatic effect as I put the tourniquet on him, and he looks up at me expectantly,” Get ready to fuck your daddy. I know you can top. I’ve seen the videos, had those nice gentlemen downstairs, confirm for me, that you fuck just as good as your old man, and I fucking want it. As soon as we’re rushing together, I want you to bend me over, return atll those tender licks I’ve given your cunt, and then shove that fucker in me. I want you to dick me down like I did to you that first night, any position you can think of, any pace you want, just as long as you give me that load. I want to feel my boy’s cum leaking out my hole, I want you to scoop it up with your fingers when it does and feed it to me”

I’m saying this as I push the needle. He’s so turned on I have to remind him to breath. We both stare intently as the flash of blood reigsters, quickly fills the rig. I can see that both of our cocks somehow get even harder, his jumping from the first taste of a slam, mine jumping from the sight of his jumping. I unclip the tourniquet. “See you in the stratosphere boy.” I stare directly into his eyes as I push the plunger as quickly as I safely can, and pull the needle out. His eyes dilate right in front of me, his face flushes, chest turns red and he starts coughing, saying “thank you daddy thank you daddy holy fuck thank you daddy oh my god daddy thank you fuck “ 

I know what he’s feeling because in an instant, I’m feeling it tool. I haven’t even finished coughing and he throws himself against me, tackling me the way he’s tackled countless men in his dorm. Before I even know it, his face is buried in my ass, his clean shaven face between my ass cheeks, and he’s lapping at my hole. I can feel him savoring the taste as he kisses my hole passionately. I feel him take in several deep breaths, drinking in my musk and ball sweat like it was the finest wine, like he was a thirsty man in the desert. 

And then, I feel it. His cock. His beautiful, gorgeous, uncut cock is pressed right againt my hole. The precum mixing easily with his spit, and through his cock head, I can feel him trembling. “Thank you daddy. Time to make this cunt mine.” I don’t say anything, I just growl, And then, he pushes in. 

And just like my first time fucking him, he doesn’t even have to push. My hole pulls him in. Ever inch, every millimeter filling me up and sending shudders of pleasure rippling throughout  my body. He bottoms out, his pubs against my ass, his balls dangling. He’s still for a moment, and I instinctively know that he’s making a deliberate effort to remember every second of this moment, of every sensation he’s feeling with his cock buried deep in his daddy’s ass. 

“Thank you kindly son. This feels incredble, now if you’d be so good, I want you to fuckin rape me.:”  It’s his turn to growl, and he begins thrusting slowly, deliberately, The cameras are capturing every angle of it perfectly, as he slowly pulls his cock out, the lips of my hole straining, practically begging him not to pull out completely. He gets to his head, the slightest bit of fleshy pink just barely past my asshole, and then with the same deliberate pace, pushes it back in. I’m transfixed at watching his eyes watch his cock as it slides back in. He does this three or four times before changing his gaze, meeting my eyes in the mirror -- rentman is right, it really is so fucking hot to see that beautiful green hue locked on you in the mirror, consumed by lust and possession… And now, an animalistic, primal masculinity fueled by the knowledge that this cunt is now his, my hole to be stretched and licked and fucked and bred at his leiesure, just as his is fo rmine. Anothe growl from me prompts a growl from him. And then it begins. 

His pace goes from zero to sixty, the intensity of his thrusts could transform coal into diamonds, the waves of pleasure overwhelming both of us as his cock hits my prostate again and again and again, his eyes locked on the mirrors where an infinite regress of Jack’s fucking his daddy senseless, and indeed i am - my eyes are rolling back uncontrollably, I’m making these gutteral noises where once there were words, so overwhelmed I am by how fucking amazing his dick feels, how fucking amazing this boy I created and shaped and molded and fucked and fucked and fucked is now the one fucking me. 

Between the slam, our natural lust for each other, the tenderness of those minutes right before we points, and the knowledge that there are several more cocks and holes downstairs, connected to men we both desire, men we know are honest and upstanding, leading lives with integrity and purpose, and utterly as piggy and depraved and kinky and sexual as we are, neither Jack nor I last very long. He fucks me for all of five minutes before his cock erupts into me. Feeling the white hot streaks of cum hitting every square inch of my ass that he just dug lout, and hearing his growl turn to grunts turn to a primal scream of triumph send me over the edge, and I cum so hard I lose my vision for a few seconds. Almost a minute goes by before the last convulsions of this, the most intense orgasm I’ve ever expeienced, subsides, during which time my hole clenching on Jack’s dick causes him to cum again, adding more cum to my hole, more certainty to his claim to it. 

When he finally starts to pull out of me, I actually whimper a little, and my knees buckle. I fall out of doggy style, trying to catch my breath, and then flip over so I can see his angelic face, those glorious green eyes, which greet mine with a satisfaction and contentment neither he nor I knew existed. He leans in for a kiss, one that’s long and slow and filled with love and gratitude and the promise of more to come. He’s such a great kisser I think, as I feel his arm move, his hand graze my dick and my balls, as his fingers snake their way up my ass, to my hole where it seams like a gallon of cum is starting to leak out. Without saying a word, he pulls his hand back and holds it over my face, my mouth open and my eyes locked on his hand, on the cum he just shot in me, as he lets if fall off his fingers, into my mouth, all over my face. 

I’ve never tasted anything so good in my life. He leans in, and slowly laps up every drop of cum that spilled onto my face, savoring it in his mouth before coming back to mine with a kiss. We taste each other; his cum, my ass, all mingling together as we kiss, passionately, intensely, our cocks rousing back to life, hard and harder. We’re so focused on this moment, so amped up from the drugs and each other, that both of us have forgotten the men downstairs…

Who, having watched us on the feed Dave and Derek set up, have come up to our room, each of them naked, eyes filled with the same deviant lust, pipes and points in hand, with their massive fucking cocks pointed right at us. None of us speak. None of us need to. 

In an instant, Jack and I are on our knees, next to each other doggy style, assholes beckoning this throng of studs to join our little party. 

This video is going to kill is what I think as Derek lines up behind me, rentman saddles up behind my son, the sheriff positioning his cock right in front of my face and young trucker’s cock in front of Jack’s.

Yes, I truly fuckin love my son. And he truly loves me fuckin him.  

[themiraclebox]

i want to see them getting double slammed on both arms, then get fucked by those big raw cocks  from behind balls deep 

[Pnp-pig]

Fucking assume!  Please keep going !

[damsonffpig]

Fuckin awesome, can’t wait for the next chapTer