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Subject: Gay–incest–My Boy’s Boy 11 My Boy’s Boy: part 11 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: fty/ This story is fiction. Snippets are from reality with additional kink and dreams of my own added, along with suggestions from readers. I appreciate reader feedback–it’s the only pay we get here, so feel free to email me at ail. I’m always playing with myself while writing and usually while reading comments as well. Play safe and use your head that can’t be circumcised when playing with others. That’ll help you play with your other head longer. It may soften your prick to think of it, but some things are better left in the land of fantasy. Derrick Dedicated to my new favorite boy. Thanks for the ideas. After Dylan got fucked by his own Dad, his Dad’s husband Craig, and Craig’s friend Tom, it was late and time for all the men and twenty-something Dylan to go to bed. There were only two beds in Craig and Kevin’s home and no one wanted to sleep on the pullout couch. Craig decided that he and Tom should share the king-sized bed in his room and that Dylan and Kevin (his Dad) should share the large bed in the guestroom. Dylan and Kevin needed to have some Dad-son time and it would give Dylan some time to talk to Kevin about all that had happened to him over the past few days. Craig and Tom had shared hotel rooms before at work conferences and there was plenty of room in the king-sized bed for the two tops to get some sleep. Tom’s View I had shared a hotel room with Craig before so sharing one bed should not be all that different. We’d tag-teamed plenty of eager bottoms before so there wasn’t any part of each other’s anatomy we had not seen. We both sleep in the nude, Craig always made some joke about the “boys needing to be free” and I guess mine did too. I know Craig was weirded out about cumming hands-free while watching Dylan fuck his Dad’s cock with his tight hot young ass. It was arousing as hell to watch and Craig had been thinking about it for a long time, before Dylan came for this visit. It was just that he was so aroused, and it finally happened. Hell, I thought it made Craig a little more human to actually let himself get that excited. I wake up halfway thought the night and realize that Craig is spooning me from behind. He’s got himself nestled in behind me and has one arm draped over me. He’s snoring occasionally. Who knew that Craig needed human comfort to sleep? Then I feel it. He’s got a nighttime boner and it’s pushed up against me. Pushed up against my ass. Then I start to feel Craig thrust his crotch toward me just a little bit and I realize that he must think I’m Kevin in bed next to him. I haven’t bottomed in twenty years, but there’s something about Craig being snuggled up behind me, his warm body turning me on, his arm draped over me, his soothing breathing, and that beard of his rubbing up against me that makes me think about his cock entering me. Of course that hard cock rubbing against my ass makes me think of it too. I shouldn’t think too much about it and I don’t. I push myself against Craig’s hard cock. The problem is that I’m dry and I’m tight and it’s been years since I’ve fucked. I feel the head of Craig’s cock push against me, looking for the hole. I spit in my hand, reach around me and grab the head of Craig’s cock with my hand, wetting it and jacking it slightly. Then I grab my one ass cheek and spread myself as best as I can. The wet head of Craig’s cock finds my hole, but entry is not really easy. He pushes. He pushes again. I hear a muffled groan as the head penetrates me. Then I hear him say: “You sure you want this Tom?” “Yeah. I’m not going to be your bitch and this won’t be a regular thing, but tonight’s your chance to fuck another top.” And he keeps sliding into me. It hurts. It fucking hurts like hell because Craig shoves himself all the way into me, balls deep on the very first thrust. The spit I put on his dick was enough to get him started but it was not nearly enough. I don’t moan out or make any nose that suggests it hurts. I told Craig I wasn’t going to be his bitch and I wasn’t going to be a pussy either. He stays in me for a few minutes to give me time to adjust to his cock in me and then he slowly pulls out. I can feel his cock drag along the walls of my ass and the fucker pulls out slow just leaving the tip in and then he slides it in. I know what he’s doing. A somewhat dry fuck sometimes feels good on your cock. The friction is arousing and I know Craig is feeling every inch of my tight fairly dry ass and he’s enjoying it. He slowly descends into me in one long thrust until he bottoms out. Then he pulls out again and slides it in a little faster this time. I know exactly how it feels to fuck an ass like this. I’ve always liked a tight dry ass and that’s what mine is tonight. He then reaches around and starts to rub my nipple. Then he starts to pinch it hard. Fucker. He pulls out a little more quicky this time and shoves it in again. I moan. I can’t help it. As he drags his cock out of me, he hits my prostate. I growl as he does. He knows what spot he has hit and as he shoves himself back in, he hits it again and I growl. “You are going to be a bitch for me aren’t you Tom? Just for tonight and just between us, but you are going to be my bitch.” It was a statement and not a question. “Yes Craig, I am. Now shut the fuck up and fuck me.” And so he does. He rolls me on to my stomach and he continues to plow into me with full force. Now that there’s no pretension of anyone being asleep we can really go at it. My ass is slightly more lubed than it was before. It must be Craig’s little bit of precum combined with juices I must be making. Where the hell did those come from? His cock pokes at my prostrate on every entry thrust and slides against it when he pulls out. Fucker knows just how to make it feel good. We are fucking like two animals in heat. He then pulls out totally and puts his mouth on my hole. While I have been fucked a few times years istanbul travesti ago, I have never been rimmed. I always told my bottoms that my ass was off limits. But fuck. Craig’s beard feels so good against me and that tongue is flicking across the very end of my ass and he sucks on it and eats and it’s almost more than I can take. I feel him roll his tongue and stick it in me. He has his face buried deeper in my ass than I ever thought possible. His hands have my ass cheeks spread so far apart it hurts but the attention to my ass feels so damn good. He then rolls me over onto my back and puts my legs up in the air to give him access to my hole and he continues to eat me out. Fuck Craig can eat ass and his face is still buried in my hole. At some point, he’s grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers off the night stand and given them to me. I open the bottle and take a deep hit, holding it as long as I can. I feel them hit and Craig’s tongue seems to feel twice as good as it did before. “Fuck me Craig. Fuck me now.” He continues the tongue assault on my ass and I realize that Craig will fuck me when he’s ready. He moves his head and slides a finger in my hole fucking me with it. Then he slides another inside me and fucks me more. The third finger enters me and I take another hit of poppers. Craig pulls his fingers from my hole and proceeds to mount me. He looks me straight in the eyes as he enters me. He can see that right now at this moment I’m a needy bitch for his cock and he buries himself balls deep in me. He is piledriving me, calling me every name he can think of and his voice starts to get raspy. He then grabs the bottle of poppers and takes a deep hit. As he finally exhales, I see the impact they have had on his body. He starts fucking me faster and harder and grunts and growls. “Take my cock you fucking whore. Take my load bitch.” He was mating with me. He was breeding with me and I could tell from the pace of his breathing that he was going to nut in me. And nut in me he did. That last hard thrust when Craig’s cock started to throb and spew it’s seed into me? It felt like he was just going to shove his entire body in my hole. Fucker hit my prostate on that last thrust at just the right angle and I shot. Fuck I shot! Right as Craig was breeding me with his cum, I was spewing mine all over my torso. He literally fucked the cum right out of me. He lay on top of me after his dick finished dumping its load in me. He just kept saying “fuck” over and over. He was sated and I was too. “Craig. That was hot. Don’t worry about shooting that load in your jockstrap earlier. It just means you’re a horny fucker and you made that clear just now.” He laughed and asked me “So when you gonna bottom again, stud? You had your own handsfree with my dick in you.” I told him, “You’re the only top I’ll ever bottom for Craig and it won’t happen very often. Maybe. Let’s get some sleep you horny mother fucker.” Craig rolled off me and laid on his side and I snuggled up to him. I could feel his slimy half-hard cock against my ass. I didn’t want it again and might not want it in ages, but right now it felt good up against my backside. “You’re the best friend I got man and the best friend I ever had. It’s fine if I never fuck your ass again cause we got each other’s backs no matter what.” Bottoms may come and go but a good top bro was really hard to find. We both knew that. I drifted off to sleep thinking about what I was going to fuck tomorrow. Dylan’s View Dad and I were going to share a bed in the guestroom. I can’t remember the last time we shared a bed. After all the things that had happened after the last few days it was certain to be a different experience than it had ever been before. I usually sleep naked, but I noticed Dad was in just a pair of shorts, so I left my bikini briefs on and got into bed. Dad asked me if I was sleepy and, after I said I wasn’t, he asked if I wanted to talk. We had a long conversation and it was good. I told him my only regret in the whole “I’m gay” thing was waiting so long to act on it in. Dad told me that as long as I was certain about it, the waiting wasn’t anything to be worried about and that it was best to be certain if I was going to be carrying on the way they were. Dad told me that he had actually sucked dick and had his ass fucked when he was much younger than I was, but the important was that it felt right for me to do it. I told him that other than my ass hurting some it felt right. He said that the ass hurting was an occupational hazard when letting Craig and Tom fuck you. I laughed. He gave me some advice about bottoming and sucking dick. They were probably things I could have read online, but it was really personal (and kinda weird in a good way) having your Dad give you pointers on bottoming and sucking dick. Then he told me he loved me and I told him the same thing. He rolled over on his side next to me and gave me a hug. I rolled on my side facing him and as we embraced I felt his hardon. His cock was just about as big as Craig’s but it certainly was just as hard. The next thing I know Dad is kissing me and I’m kissing him back. He has his arms around me in a tight embrace and his tongue is seeing how far it can get into my mouth. His body is so close to mine that I could swear we were one. Dad stops kissing me and says, “Dylan, there is something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time.” He grabs my hard cock and firmly but gently strokes it. “I really want to suck your dick. I’ve wanted to since that time when you were fourteen and I watched you jacking off in your room. And I want to show you how to really please a cock by pleasing yours.” I kissed him hard. Our tongues met. He grabbed my cock harder, withdrew from the kiss and moved down to my crotch. Dad kissed the tip of my dick and his mouth felt so warm and wet. I was enjoying this, but knew also that I needed to pay attention to actually how Dad was sucking my cock. Concentration kadıköy travesti was going to be really difficult, but I wanted to use all my skills on Craig then next time his dick was in my mouth. That would be the real test. Dad took his mouth off my cock and said “There’s really two rules I have. No teeth. If it makes the cock’s owner moan, do it again.” He slowly put his mouth back on my cock and let me enter his mouth all the way down to the root of my cock. He gagged a little and I felt the slobber. He pulled back a little to stop the gagging and then, while not moving his mouth, he vibrated his tongue on the shaft of my cock. I moaned and he did it again. My cock was so hard and my balls were so tight. He then pushed down gagged himself on my cock. The noise of his gagging and the spit he made turned me on and I put my hands on his head to hold him there. My own Dad was gagging on my cock. I was so turned on and my balls were so tight and I wanted to cum so bad. Dad then pulled himself off. “When you are sucking dick, you need to sense when the cock is getting ready to cum. It gets a little stiffer and the guy starts to breathe a little harder and starts to thrust. The balls tighten up for most guys. This is why you pay attention to the balls.” I could not decide if his being clinical was turning me on or turning me off. Fortunately my dick told me that my dad describing cocksucking while sucking me was a huge turn on. My cock was twitching in the air and leaking as Dad gave me pointers. “You’re all good and hard and wet from my spit. You need a short break because I don’t want you to cum in my mouth. Dad wants you to breed him. I want you to cum in my ass.” The look on my face must have been one of complete shock and arousal. Dad immediately laid on his stomach and slightly put his ass in the air and spread his legs. It didn’t take him more than two seconds to assume the position. “Do it son. Fuck your Dad’s ass. Fuck your Dad’s butt. Give me some son cum.” I hesitated. It couldn’t have been very long, but at the time it seemed like forever. “Don’t think about it. Your cock is hard and wants to fuck. Give it what it wants. Put it in me. You won’t regret it and your twitching cock tells me you want it.” And so I thought with my cock. I’d never fucked an ass before and there Dad’s hole was waiting for me. I was horny as hell and at that moment Dad’s hole was just somewhere warm to put my cock. His star was winking at me and I positioned myself and put the tip of my cock at his tight wrinkly hole and pushed. His ass sucked me in or else I pushed harder than I thought, but the next thing I know I was sliding into him and it felt so good that I just kept sliding it in until there was no more cock to shove inside him. “Oh Dylan. Your cock feels so good in my dadpussy. You just slide right in thanks to the load of Craig’s cum that he dumped in me earlier.” It made me hotter to thank that not long ago Craig’s dick had been in the same hole. I held still and just enjoyed the feeling of my Dad’s ass wrapped around my cock. But I needed from friction. I needed to feel Dad’s ass really rubbing up against my cock. I needed to fuck. So I just did what felt right. I pulled out and slid my cock back in Dad’s hole. The lube made it feel great–or rather Craig’s cum. Dad’s ass was warm around my cock and I imagined it was a little warmer because Craig’s dick had recently been in it. I probably wasn’t the most skilled top my Dad had ever had, but I fucked with gusto–plowing into him again and again. “Fuck me Dylan. Make me feel that cock.” And so I did. It felt so good when the head of my cock penetrated my Dad’s hole that I just loved to pull out only to enter again. Maybe I was shoving Craig’s cum further into him with each thrust. I started to groan and moan. “Cum in me boy. Give me that load.” My twenty-three year old cock couldn’t hold off much longer. I started kissing and biting Dad’s neck as I became more aroused and as my own cum got closer. I thought of it mixing with Craig’s in Dad’s ass. I growled. “Take it Bitch. Take my meat.” I had no idea where that came from, but it turned me on to say it. “You horny slut. You fucking whore taking you own son’s dick.” Dad’s ass squeezed my cock tightly. Fuck it felt so good. “Breed me Son. Give me back the seed that made you.” And my semen was off. My balls fired off blast after blast of cum into my Dad’s hole. I kept thrusting through each throb of my penis and gave Dad one last thrust when I was done. I was panting heavy and my heart was racing. I was wiped out from this fuck. My cock was spent. My balls were empty. I kissed my dad on the head and moved to pull my still fairly hard cock out of his ass. I rolled on my back. I needed to sleep–after all I had cum so I true fashion I needed some sleep. I grabbed my cock to clean off the cum and licked it with my hand. Dad kissed me on the mouth deeply afterwards and tongued me before he moved and cleaned off my cock. I snuggled up against him after he finished and before long Dad and Son were snoring away. Craig’s View I woke up slowly after sleeping with Tom. He was already gone, out for his long morning run. “Have to keep this studly body in shape,” he always said. After taking a good morning piss, I went back to throw on some clothes. A shower would have to wait as I had a stack of real work that was waiting in my office. When I returned to the bedroom, there was Dylan laying on the bed. Naked, he was laying on his stomach giving me a good view of his ass. My morning hardon had subsided somewhat after taking a piss and seeing his ass laying there brought it right back. I couldn’t resist and there was no doubt why Dylan was laying there in my bed. I didn’t say a word and climbed on the bed. I parted his ass cheeks and buried my face in his hole. I hadn’t even combed my beard so it was probably stimulating a good portion of his inner cheek region while my tongue probed it’s bakırköy travesti way to his hole. I didn’t even take time to admire his hole. I simply wanted to eat it and get it ready for something besides my tongue. I lapped at the twenty-something’s hole that until a few days ago had never been fucked. It tasted so sweet, just a little bit of sweat and that young hot boy smell that I loved so much. Dylan moaned and I slide my tongue further into him as far as I could. There was nothing like probing the very end of a boy’s hole and getting in there and working that star that led a place I was needing to put my cock. I wanted him ready…as ready as I could get him with my tongue. I intentionally worked up as much spit as I could to ready the entry point that I wanted to breech. The taste and smell of his boy pussy was too much. I needed to fuck it. Tonguing it was fine to a point, but I’d reached that point where my cock could not be denied. Let some other dude tongue him for hours. That wasn’t me. I got up, positioned myself and put the tip of my cock at the tight, starred entrance to his fuck zone. I lingered just a minute, rubbing the tip of my cock in my spit that saturated his hole. The rest of my cock became impatient and before I knew it I felt myself simply thrusting ballsdeep into his ass in one quick steady push. What a tight silky hole it was. I pulled out and entered him again just as fast as the first time. It simply felt so good to feel myself slide into that hole of his. It was like he was grabbing at every cell of the skin of my engorged prick. The sensation was almost overwhelming. I pulled all the way out, eager to let my cock head have the pleasure of entering that tight star that grabbed my entire cock. Out I pulled and right back in I went. “Fuck me Daddy. Make me feel that cock.” “Oh Daddy I love that cock.” I laid down on him and kissed his neck, nibbled on his ear, and bit at his neck as I slowly went in and out of him. I was making love to this young, hot ass. This was not fucking right now. I was gently mating him, gently massaging his love tunnel with my steely cock. “Oh boy. That pussy is so sweet. So sweet on my Daddy cock.” And I picked up the pace of thrusting into him. I could feel my balls tighten and realized that I didn’t want to cum yet. Not this fast. I wanted to savor more of that pleasure zone right behind his balls. I pulled out and told him to get up off the bed and stand against the wall, facing it. A standing fuck wouldn’t make me cum quite so fast. I got behind Dylan and said “I’m going to violate you again. I’m going to ravage that cunt of yours that you have been showing off for me for ages. I know you’ve wanted this cock since the first time I ever met you. I could see you staring at my crotch. And now you’re going to get it right in the ass where it belongs.” And I plowed into him in one quick hard thrust. “Boy, that pussy is so sweet. So much like velvet. You’ve got something every top wants–and I intend to fuck it.” And so I did. I shoved in and pulled out repeatedly. I was hungry for his hole. “Daddy. I need your cock in me so bad. Just fuck me Daddy. Just ram me with that cock.” I changed up my fucking to where the pace was slow and steady. I was trying to mix it up a little to delay my cum. “You fucking whore coming in here to get me to fuck you. You’re just a fucking slut is what you are. A gay slut.” And I reached around and pinched his nipples. He moaned. I pinched harder and he said “Ouch. Stop.” So I pinched them harder. His ass squeezed on my cock. Damn how could it feel better, but it certainly did. “Dylan, you know I love that vice you have for an ass. A silken vice.” And I shoved myself in him as hard as I could. “Daddy loves you bitch.” And I pulled out and rammed it in again. I was on fire and his ass was quenching my thirst. Then I saw Kevin. He was standing in the doorway watching us. Kevin had watched me fuck many times before. It was often a part of our together play. I couldn’t tell by the look on his face if he was turned on by the scene or not. It wasn’t often that I got this carried away. I was damn near raping Dylan–although willingly. Then I had an idea. A way that Dylan’s hole could feel even better on my cock. “Kevin..I need you to get in here and suck Dylan’s cock.” And so Kevin walked in slowly, got on his knees in front of Dylan and took his somewhat soft cock in his mouth. Like some bottoms, Dylan wasn’t completely hard from getting fucked. I wanted Dylan to cum and I wanted Kevin to make it happen. Kevin was a good boy for me and took Dylan’s cock in his mouth. It was so hot watching Kevin suck his son while I rammed my cock in his backside. I knew Kevin gave one hell of a blow job and I stared pile driving Dylan hoping to get my nut. But I slowed down the minute I got close because I could tell Dylan wasn’t close yet. “Make him cum Kevin. Eat your boy’s cum while I fuck his hole.” Kevin went to town on Dylan’s cock and he shouted out “Dad and Daddy I’m getting close.” That’s when I started fucking him faster and returned to piledriving. Then Dylan nearly screamed “I’m gonna cum.” And then I felt it. The vibrations from Dylan’s cum was making his ass go crazy on my cock. It was literally more than I could stand and the next thing I knew I realized my own cum was seconds away and I was in fucking heaven and it was centered on my cock. “Dylan. I fucking love you and your silky boyhole.” And I roared as I came while Dylan came down from his orgasm. I could barely stand. I could not remember the last time I had an orgasm that intense. Dylan was spent and my cum leaked our of his ass. “Oh fuck that was hot. Daddy loves your sweet pussy Dylan” I said as I regained my ability to breathe. Dylan was still saying “fuck, fuck, fuck…” Kevin didn’t say too much and left the room. I had Dylan clean off my cock and then told him that I needed to piss. Dylan watched me as I drained myself. I heard my phone buzz and looked at it. It was a text from Kevin. “Do you love Dylan more than me?” It was clear that Kevin and I needed to talk. Hope you liked the story. Ideas and comments are welcome–even if just that you jacked off–and can be sent to me at ail

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