Father and Son
Disclaimer: This story is presented as written
by an unknown author and may have a basis in fact or may be totally fictional.
Nothing herein is meant to suggest that anyone, under any circumstances, participate in, or
solicit from, sex with anyone under the
legal Age of Consent for
Homosexual Acts in any jurisdiction.
I had the most incredible sex last weekend. If it hadn't happened to me, I
wouldn't have believed it. I
was about to leave work last Friday and decided to check online to see if there
was anything worth fucking. I
checked the local chat room and found several prospects, one of whom caught my
eye.
He was my type: mid-40s; 6'3"; 225; ex-football
player; hairy chest and butt; 7 inches.
He wanted to play and get fucked before his wife and son got home. Only thing was—he didn't have a
pic. That usually constitutes an
automatic "No
No." But I was I
was feeling extra horny and decided to swing by.
Was I in for a surprise! Contrary to my expectations, he was much better-looking than
he'd described—a brick shithouse with a muscular build, furry chest, mustache,
and a day's worth of facial growth—a hot looking Daddy to be sure!
He answered the door dressed only in shorts and
ready to play, escorted me to the couch, got me a beer, and almost tore off my
clothes! While he went down
on me, I flicked his Nips, and
felt my way down to his Shaft—not as long as mine but definitely a Keeper. I reached behind to his hairy Ass. His furry Butt seemed to tremble as I
explored his Anus. I lubed a
couple of fingers with spit and pushed in to see how receptive he'd be to
fucking. The Dude seemed hungry
enough. I sunk my fingers in
to the knuckle.
When he came up for air, I raised his cumly legs to
my shoulders, and spit on his Mancunt to make it more hospitable. Just as I was about to take the plunge,
he suggested I wear a Condom.
Now what's the sense of that? I told him to try and take my Cock first since he
hadn't been fucked in ages. I
slowly let my bare Cock slide up his Ass, and—Boy—did he wiggle and squirm! I started off slowly to let him
get adjusted and hungrier for more.
Works every time. Get
'em used to you before you start bruisin' and abusin'.
Once he was primed, I went in for the Kill—pounded his Hole like he there was no
tomorrow. He loved submitting
to a guy bigger than he. You could
tell he had been yearning to let his Bottom Side hang out. The closer I got, the more
impudent my thrusts, till I blew my Charged Load. The idea of breeding this married Dude
on own couch sent me over the edge.
He felt me spasm and clenched up to stop me. That never works. He asked me if I'd Cum? "Yes,"
I nodded. He seemed OK with that, no doubt ASSuming I was NEG.
I wrapped my lips around his Rod; and seconds later his hot,
creamy Load slid down my throat.
We settled back onto the couch with our beers, and he said his son would
soon be home. As I dressed,
he remarked, crestfallen, that he'd hoped I'd stick around.
"Won't
that be awkward for your Boy?"
"No. I'd like to see you fuck him"
I was floored, but the suggestion got me rock
hard. In walked the Kid in shorts
and tee, sweaty from the gym.
At 19, he was drop-dead gorgeous—6', 200, chiseled face and bod, dark
hair, and slight body hair. You could tell he shaved more than his face or he'd
have been a Man's Man like his
Dad. Dad introduced us and
called him over. I tried to
zip up, but Dad positioned Junior over my Crotch and told him suck my Meat.
A little shy at first, he did as he was told. Daddy helped peel off his sweaty
underwear. Nice Cock on
Junior, too—longer than his Dad's—but not as thick. His Ass was a perfect Bubble Butt, and you could tell one
place he didn't shave—thick and furry—like his Old Man.
After he'd scarfed Dad's Ass Juices off my Cock (little did he suspect where It'd been a few moments
before), Dad turned his progeny around, confronting me with the sweetest "Virgin" Rosebud (any Pussy that is NEG is "Virgin"
to me). I'd plied his Mancunt same
as I'd done his Dad, but figured I didn't have to beat around the bush, so I
went in for the Kill.
The Kid was
a bit taken aback when I plowed my diseased Shaft up his Ass in one abrading
thrust, but Dad had obviously tutored the Boy well and reassured him it was
okay.
"Just let
the Nice Man fuck you, P.J," was his phraseology.
I wasn't gonna last long with the Kid, so when I was
ready to shoot I gave his Dad a wink and released my POZ Jizm deep inside P.J's NEG
Gut. Likewise Daddy shot
what may have been the last NEG Load of his Queer Career down Junior's
throat. After we finished,
we let the Youth sit down, and I went down on him as Daddy jerked him into my
waiting mouth.
As I dressed I told them what a hot time I'd had and
how I'd like to do it again someday soon. Daddy walked me to the door as P.J. sat there fucked
and filled and smiling from ear to ear. I gave him my number, and he told me he'd call me the
next time wifey was out of town. Glancing at Junior, I replied I'd really like
that. What I really meant was, how incredibly hot
it would be to POZ both Dad and Son and, indirectly, Mommy, too!