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I see that look more and more. Dad and I didn’t always have the best relationship, before my mom and my sister made such a big stink about my lifestyle. Dad was the only one to stick up for me, saying my body was my decision and they had no place trying to tell me I had to stop … being a slut and taking every dick that wanted to fill me with phallus and semen. I loved being full of cock and cum and the more they tried to tell me it was disgusting, the more I shot back at them with increasingly explicit references. Dad had been vocal, at first, but as I gained steam, he just let me handle it. I didn’t notice, though (none of us did), that dad had settled into just gazing at me; all my happy talk about taking cock and submitting to penis and letting dicks as deep inside me as either of us could stand … got him a little chubbed up, but also proud of me for standing up myself.

The women left, that night, unable to endure the men of the house. I was worked up and dad was bricked up and our energy just had to go somewhere. Dad tried to ignore his big fuckin’ erection, but as I tried to forget about those two, I couldn’t help but notice him. We tumbled to the floor as I started to tease him and his resistance turned from earnest to facetious; and then we were kissing and pulling each other’s clothes off and then I throated his cock for the first time, happy to celebrate the penis that spewed the cum I came from. Dad talked real dirty for a minute and then things took another turn. We were making passionate love, but not in the traditional sense. His penis relished my throat and I relished his love and he looked at me like that for the first time.

It’s almost always when I have took look passed his mountains of flesh and fur to see it, when his most delicious flesh is out of view. We don’t worry about the ladies. We have each other.

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Of course, their oldest brother didn’t believe the story about what the youngest brother’s son had been used for, had grown up being for their middle brother, until he saw it with his own eyes. The youngest and his brother openly leered over his son when he entered — and he entered naked — kneeling near his father and leaning forward, bending over. His dad gripped his ass cheeks and gruffly exposed his son’s hole, showing off what he had been enjoying, thanks to the relationship that had first developed with the boy’s uncle. Some incredulity remained, but didn’t survive the moment the boy’s uncle knelt behind him and started eating the boy’s asshole with all the gusto of a man who’s been enjoying his nephew’s ass for way too long for there to be any novelty left. The boy didn’t move, but moaned. The oldest brother stared as the uncle feasted and the father provided. The eldest watched as the signs of their melting into the lust, began to cumulate.

Then, the two brothers kissed over the son, and asked how soon the eldest wanted to join them. He stood and approached and the father turned his son around, so the boy’s face met the eldest’s crotch. He rested his hand on the son’s skull and he could tell from the touch, the son would move as he directed — and as he dared and tested and accepted the family hole, the eldest settled into stuffing his throat with his developing lust. With each thrust, he was harder and harder, his own mind filling with the thought of filling his nephew with his eager dick. The two brothers behind the boy began pulling their clothes off. They were so happy to share the boy. They gang banged him for the next few hours.

The eldest soon learned how regular this was. A weekend fuck could last several hours, but every evening had even a short time spent giving the boy his elders’ spunk. It didn’t replace his hobbies — it WAS his hobby. The son had been happy with the fun with his uncle; uncertain, but ultimately very glad his uncle had insisted he be shared with his father. After that, he became so much more comfortable around the house, never wearing any clothes — placing himself near or being told to open up for his dad’s penis. It became that having his uncle’s penis inside him no longer meant leaving home. His uncle could put his penis in the son even while his father’s cock was thrusting and thrusting. When he heard his eldest uncle was coming over, he was so excited, but obediently waited just outside the room until beckoned by dad. He rested his chest on his father’s leg and moaned into the cushion as his uncle initiated what he’d been hoping for. Dad had taken more convincing, but when the son obeyed the prod to turn his mouth round toward his eldest uncle, the remaining tension of suspense was quickly put to rest. His eldest uncle took merely a few seconds to open his pants and place the penis in an inch of his face. He moved toward it, but was stopped. Seemed his uncle still wasn’t entirely ready; but it was just a pause. The limp cock entered his face and began to plump, at once, thickening and extending, developing a rhythm of ingress and egress, finding the depths the son had already learned to swallow the family phallus.

The weekend ritual lasted a bit longer, that time. It marked a significant change in the overall intensity of their bond. With a third on the side ready to take the place of either brother, when they finished inside him, there was always time to rest and continue without losing the essence and retiring for the evening. The father and the uncle had become so in tune, they often finished inside his holes at the same time. Resting meant they soon slept, but that had now been disrupted. His father finished inside his son sooner than the eldest brother, but was ready to replace his brother when he finally finished, staring the son’s other uncle in the face as they fucked him. Then the uncle emptied his first load of the evening and the eldest was ready for his own round two. The eldest once again stared the father in the face as the father filled his son with more spunk and was replaced by his uncle. The boy’s sounds of happiness only grew louder as the night wore on. He was a mere ragdoll by the time they were too tired to continue. When the son finely rested it, he was draped across as many of them as possible; even easier when they were in the bed his father bought for them. Four of them would soon become five, when the eldest found the moment to speak with his own son about visiting.

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That's my boy. My pride and joy. Look at him. little lover boy

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Rub it in and let’s go to Christmas dinner, all my friends are dying to meet you.

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Danny Boy, going to Christmas Dinner with your face covered with my cum, your family will finally understand why my daughter called off her engagement to you.

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It’s all been arranged. Of course, the rumor that you’ve broken off the engagement has already spread, so they won’t be that surprised. My daughter doesn’t want to see you ever again and is taking all the women to their own I don’t even know what. Your family, my family, and all those friends of mine I know would love to help break in a new slut boy, a new sex slave, a new cum dump — if no one else responds to the cum dripping from your face, they will. Now, I’m spent, lemme just squeeze out the last few drops and wipe them under your nose. You can leave your clothes on for now, taking them off will be like us unwrapping our Christmas present. It’s Christmas Eve; it’s always been my family’s tradition to open just one the night before.

Just a couple more things: anytime you want to say “yes”, you say “cock”. The only freedom I’m giving you is what you say any other time. You can take your pick of “put it in me”, “fill me up”, “fuck me with your cock” — anything that tells them to get their dick in one of your holes. Do you understand? Good boy. One last thing: if one of your holes is being stuffed, you are to point your open hole at another cock and do whatever you can without speaking, to let them know you want it in both holes. Got it? Very good boy. Cock is right. I can’t wait to see how quickly your dad accepts that you’re nothing but a cum rag, now. Now get out there and start dripping my cum on the men downstairs. I’ll be just behind you. I have cameras to check have started recording.

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Dad and I have talked about our lust, but I wasn’t expecting him to…

There was some coded talk between us about how we didn’t think incest mattered if there was no pregnancy happening.

But then, in the middle of us getting hard about guys to fuck, dad starts a strip tease — not much of one, since we’re already in tight speedos.

He’s eyeing me as he removes his … revealing his cock, my eyes glued to his emerging flesh, the erection still poking into the fabric of the bulge…

“Get on your knees, boy, and service this cock.” I almost forgot this was my dad, my own father… I was on my knees before I could reconsider, opening my mouth for when he bounced free.

Finally, he emerged and one of my father’s hands descended on my scalp, guiding me, taking control…

“Give your dad the release he deserves, son.” Dad filled me up, confirming what I had said to him about taking any size dick.

I drank my dad’s cum for the first time, swallowing a huge load of spunk before he told me this wasn’t just a fun afternoon.

It was now my job to drain his balls on a regular basis.

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I was undulating my hips, knees scooting forward and back, my chest resting on my dad’s and our cheeks touching as we whispered in each other’s ears. He would graze my other cheek with the back of his hand, a caress that sent me all the adoration and love he felt for me as my penis twitched and thrust inside him. We’d been humping on the bed for some time, neither of us in any hurry; just me loving his body and insides and him loving me inside and on him. I’ve been well trained by both of them, so I can top when they need it even though my ass gets most of the work. It’s the reason I was able to take grandad when he found us there, undressed and added himself to our lust and love on the bed. His breath on the small of my back and then his hands supporting his crawl forward; his cock finding my trained hole and slotting into place as he breathed into the back of my neck. His heavy hips and body pushed me down and forward and my head rested next to dad’s as their lips met and they kissed over my shoulder. My rhythm had been halted, but now was taking on a new rhythm as my dad’s father began to thrust inside of me, using me as his, filling his son’s son with the man of the house.

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My brother and I grew up sharing a bed together. We did a lot of things that we both knew local society wouldn’t approve of, but we knew what we were doing. And we liked it. For a while, we dared to think we were all we needed; but things got in the way. Our college efforts pulled us apart for a while and when we reunited, he had divorced and had a son while I had only failed gay relationships. For the good of my nephew, we agreed to raise him together, as our son.

The boy grew up curious and eventually expressed his desires; and we were only too happy to provide him all the information he needed. Upon his insistence, we shared our bed with him and soon shared even more.

Every morning, the three of us had morning wood to deal with and our boy quickly decided what he wanted to do for us, knowing we were brothers and knowing that we were his dads. Our son made sure we knew our dicks were welcome in his holes. My brother and I made sure he knew what he was asking for, and we were only too happy to include him.

Every morning, I wake up with the same view: my brother holding our son’s head down on his cock while I work mine into the space between his cheeks; and the boy proudly lets us control how much he gets until we flood his insides with family spunk.

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“You wanted to see Dad’s big uncut cock? Well get a good look then.”

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I couldn’t believe this was happening. Little did I know, they had coordinated it. My uncle sitting in the next room had full knowledge his brother was about to arrive and make a fuss (any way he could) about getting naked. I hadn’t … talked to my uncle about the things dad and I had done. When my wife left, my son and my dad had a bit of a conversation and then I had some alone time with dad… I had no idea about the plot between the three of them, I just … did what my dad told me to do …

That night, I obeyed him and got rid of my clothes. I didn’t know how to tell my uncle that I had let dad take all my clothes, that night. I wasn’t allowed to wear anything again, until I finished washing it all. Barely the day before I welcomed my uncle, had I finally finished and gotten dressed. Meanwhile, the previous several days were my naked ass at dad’s mercy. Scarce the thought that he would get naked, too, and while I was on all fours … feed me his cock.

And so I panicked. Dad was bearing his cock and I was too much of a slut to realize he had total control and there was nothing I did or could do that made any difference. Dad put me on my knees and plowed my throat until my uncle rounded the corner. I was handled, not ordered, into position so he could open my ass. It was there, full of my dad and my uncle, that my son arrived. He stripped and beat my face with his dick until one of them gave him a turn.

“I told you, grandad. He’s going to be so easy.”

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I’d always been curious about why my dad insisted on going on his daily run in the middle of the night. He’d always waved me off with some non-answer when I asked, so I’d always been suspicious about what he was really up to. Especially after I’d noticed that whilst he often came back from his runs with his face dripping with sweat, his running clothes always seemed unnaturally dry in comparison to how sweaty his face got.

One day, whilst I was back from university for the weekend, my curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to follow my dad to see what he was getting up to whilst he was on his supposed runs. That night, I snuck out of the house just after my dad had left for his run and followed him from a distance until he came to a patch of woodland not too far from our house. To my shock, he immediately stripped off his running clothes, including his underwear, until the only thing he still had on was his running sneakers. He’d then placed his clothes in a hollow tree trunk and proceeded deeper into the woods.

I’d followed him in, moving slowly and carefully to make sure I didn’t make too much noise and give myself away. It was so dark in there that I’d soon lost track of him, so I stopped and tried to listen to see if I could hear anything. I couldn’t at first, but I then heard some wet slurping sounds coming from nearby as well as the muffled voice of a man who was definitely not my dad, telling someone to suck it. I couldn’t work out what the sounds were, and I was starting to freak out a bit, so I pulled out my phone and very briefly turned the flashlight on to see what was going on around me.

In the brief flash of light, what I saw was my dad crouching down, sucking some guys cock. I had the flashlight off before either could have turned to see who I was, especially with the glare of the light, but they both were now at least aware that someone had come across their illicit rendezvous. Instead of stopping, however, the man who was feeding his cock into my dad’s mouth simply snarled in my direction to “keep the fucking lights out. If you want to fuck the whore’s cunt, then get on with it or fuck off.”

It took me a moment to recover enough from the sight of my dad sucking a man’s cock to fully process what the man wanted me to do to my dad’s arse. He obviously didn’t know that I was the son of the man currently giving him what had looked like an expert blowjob.

I stumbled forward in the dark, not sure what I was planning on doing or saying. I ran straight into my dad’s backside, and in a blind panic at nearly falling over, I gripped onto his arse to prevent myself from completely toppling over. From what my hands groped in the dark, I could tell that my dad had obviously bent his arse out behind him, inviting me, who from his POV was a complete stranger, to fuck him.

That conclusion was only further enforced when my dad began thrusting his arse backwards into my crotch whilst loudly whimpering and moaning around the stranger’s cock still lodged down his throat. He was practically begging to get fucked. His arse rubbing against my crotch and him generally acting like a bitch in heat meant I didn’t last long in restraining myself.

I quickly freed my cock from my pants and lined it up with his back entrance. Just before I thrust my cock into my dad’s waiting hole, I paused, considering whether I really wanted to breed my own oblivious father’s arse. My dad apparently didn’t appreciate the delay in getting his arse filled with cock, as he thrust his arse backwards, impaling his arse on my cock before I could even come to a decision.

His tight arse forcing its way down my cock and squeezing it more with each inch it descended quickly dispelled the last shred of reluctance I had, and I soon started thrusting in and out of his arse, being a lot more rough than I’d ever been with the handful of previous partners that I’d fucked before.

For a while, the stranger and I spit roasted my father between us, in near total darkness with the only sounds being the slap of skin against skin, the stranger dirty rambling about what a good fuck my dad was and my father’s gags and muffled moans as he was fucked from both ends.

Eventually, the stranger let out a loud moan as he reached what must have been his climax. From how wet and loud my father’s slurps were, it was obviously a very messy release. As soon as the stranger was finished with his orgasm, he removed his cock from my dad’s mouth and retreated into the surrounding woods.

Once my father and I were alone, he started begging me to fuck him harder and to breed his hole with my seed as he thrust himself back onto my cock. I probably would have cum in a few more minutes at most if I’d had to continue to listen to him beg me to fill him up with my seed, but before I could, a new man stepped up in front of my dad and, without further ceremony, rammed his cock into my father’s mouth.

My dad didn’t try and resist this new arrival or show any signs that he hadn’t expected exactly this to happen, with him quickly falling into the same rhythm of thrusts as when he was being spit roasted by the last guy. By now, my eyes had adjusted to the dark enough to make out not only the bleary silhouette of the man who’d stepped up to take his turn fucking my dad’s mouth but also to see that there were more figures standing around us in the woods. Obviously all waiting for their turn to fuck my dad.

It was still too dark for me to make out any discernible features of the men watching my dad get spit roasted, but it was now clear that my dad’s nightly forays into the wood to act as a cum dump were widely known about and that he’d attracted quite the number of interested parties wanting to fuck him from either end during the time he’d been coming here.

That knowledge about my dad falling into place in my mind was what finally tipped me over the edge of shooting my load up my dad’s arse. Doing my best not to let out a strangled moan in case it gave away my identity, I filled his arse with what felt like the biggest load of cum I’d ever unloaded in my life. After I finally finished my release, I could feel my cum dripping out of my dad’s arse as I removed my spent cock from it.

Once freed from the arse’s tight grip, I stumbled back away from my father as I tried to regain my composure. As soon as I had, a shadowed figure had taken my place and began taking his own turn fucking my dad’s arse. As I came down from my post-orgasmic high, I began thinking of making my exit. Whilst a part of me wanted to stay and watch whilst the rest of the men surrounding my dad took their turns fucking him, I was too worried that if i stayed too long either one of them would recognise me or I’d recognise one of them. It was dark enough that they probably wouldn’t, but I still didn’t want to risk it.

So, leaving my dad being fucked by a cock at either end behind me, I made my way out of the woods and back to our house. Once back, I tried to go to sleep, but the knowledge of what my father was doing meant that I couldn’t sleep. Finally, after a couple of hours or so, my dad returned home looking much the same as he always did after returning home from what I now knew were not his late-night runs, although I now knew that it wasn’t just sweat dripping from his face.

I almost decided to confront him about it, but ultimately, I didn’t. Instead I acted like I was just as obviously to him being a cock-loving slut as before. After all, if he knew that I knew about his visits to the woods, there’s no way he’d let me come along to fuck a load into him. It’s better that he remains as ignorant as I’d once been so that I can continue to take my turn fucking him. After fucking my dad’s arse, there’s no way I’m ever going to willingly give that up, especially before I get the chance to test out his cock-sucking skills. It’s only fair that I get in on the action since everyone else in the neighbourhood seems to be getting some of what my dad is offering.

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Dad lifted my leg, sliding his hairy knee over mine as my leg rose along his thigh. As my ass cheeks were pulled apart, dad’s hand ran through the fur on my thigh and around my ass until his fingers wiggled their way into my pucker.

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Dad fucks who he wants, where he wants.

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He couldn't remember the first time it happened. Mom had run off ages ago and left three boys in a house together. Dad did the best he could to make sure his two sons grew up to be good men. They became good men together, really. All of them learned what they needed to and got each other through a rough time. They were there for each other in ways dad had never been with anybody in his life, but now he shared a bond with his two sons that he could explain. They loved him and he loved them and when they needed something, they were available for each other and when dad’s cock needed attention, the sons took care of him and when his sons started walking around with boners, he gave them what they needed. It was always his dick humping up their asses or down their throats, stimulating them to their orgasm and then until he finished his. They loved having his cum sprayed into them and he loved leaving himself inside them every time.

He had overtaken his younger son near the dining room table, naked as always. They never wore clothes. Clothes were only a problem, unless they were teasing each other. When dad wanted a fuck, he grabbed a son and put them in position. Kisses and passion, but cock right where it needed to go. He lifted his son up so his feet rest on his hips, and he lowered the man onto his erection, aiming with familiarity at his son’s hole and sliding inside, then humping. His son held his father’s shoulders while his dad bounced his son on a standing lap, cock demanding his place in his bowels and feeling the cock ramming the spot, sparks of pleasure firing through his body with every landing —

And then dad heard a noise and turned his head. Through another room and out a window, he saw his older son getting out of a parked car, a second man standing on the other side. Looks like he found someone to bring over to play. “You might be a cum dump tonight, son,” never stopping the bounce, fucking his son, slowly rising to a climax he knew wouldn’t come until long after one of them. “Let’s get you ready,” dad said. Approaching the table and setting him down, turning him around to fuck him over the corner, mouth easily accessible to whichever one of them gets in there first. The nearest door opened. “Love you, son,” he said to the man sprawled on the table. “Love you, too, dad,” said the prone man facing the already half naked men entering the room.

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It’s never the same way twice.

The first way was when I pantsed him in the kitchen. No, it was never completely innocent, but … no, I wasn’t intending to get a face full of dick that I just … couldn’t … not put my mouth on that big round —

Come on, it’s my dad! People don’t do that, because …

We were getting ice cream. Just like we’ve done a bunch of times since I’ve been back home. My brother doesn’t live at home at this time, so it’s just us two and our schedule synched up a long time ago. We showered together, ate together, you name it — and yes we had masturbated together a couple times. That was a neat step, being able to open up about that. We had needs and it was nice to talk about them. Then came the time I tricked his hands into being busy and yanked his pants down. I’d left him holding our cold treats and then revealed he was packing a hot one. His erection bounced free and nearly hit me in the face. In half a heartbeat, I had my lips over it and was sucking it down like I would’ve been doing the other thing.

Dad hollered at first, calling my name, saying “son” over and over, at first in protest, but then in surprise, and in pride and finally in lust as one of his hands brought the ice cream down to my level, so I could lick some of it, too. He came in my mouth and as a drizzle, getting cum on the ice cream and dripping cream on his shaft, so I never stopped licking either of them.

After that, we only have one bar of ice cream between us and we often take it to his bed. One of us bites off the first crunch so he can get the tip melting on his shaft and then he once again passes the cold treat between us while I bury my face in his hot one. Day after day, I swallow my dad, I swallow from the rod that sprayed the cum that contributed to my manhood. I swallow the cum that made my cock. I worship my father’s cock and he cherishes my holes to sheathe his cock whenever he feels the urge. It’s almost a religious experience, receiving my dad’s spunk directly from him; whether I drink it, lick it up or have it injected as deep into me as he can. We both love it very much.

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We were watching a movie and I leaned over to get comfortable. It was so nice, I kind of forgot about the movie and started cuddling his chest. My mouth found his nipple and I just started sucking. After a few moments, he lifted a hand and tugged us together. Next thing I knew, dad and I were kissing and his tongue was all over the place inside my face. My stomach leaned against him and I could feel him starting to get hard. I let the kiss go on for another moment, but then moved myself. My fingers tugged his shorts away and my lips opened round his dick; which was already mostly hard.

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We had to stop for a while, when mom found out. She didn’t want to talk to me, but I guess they tried to talk it out for a while. Finally, she left, so dad called me to provide a minor update, and to have me again.

When I arrived, he was in his truck, naked, all preparations complete.

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When AJ’s cousins had told him that his dad was the family cum dump, he hadn’t believed them. After all, there was no way that his tough-as-nails father was letting all of his brothers and his nephews fuck his holes whenever they needed to bust a nut, as AJ’s cousins were claiming. So when AJ’s cousins had sent him a photo of them kissing and cradling a man’s arse in AJ’s dad’s bed, AJ had assumed that his cousins had simply snuck some guy into his dad’s bedroom and were trying to trick him into actually believing that it was his dad.

AJ still thought his cousins were trying to trick him when they sent him a video of them taking it in turns to rim the arsehole, especially considering how much the bottom was moaning like a bitch. Them sending a video of each of them taking their turn pounding the jiggling arse and then passing it back and forth between them as they fucked into it only further solidified AJ’s convictions that it was an attempted prank, although the latest video had been hot enough to get AJ’s blood pumping, and he’d started jerking off to it.

That meant that when the video of his cousins spit roasting the man came through not long after, AJ was too far along to stop himself from shooting his load almost immediately as he saw the man, who was clearly his father, being fucked from both ends and looking like he was loving every second of it. His orgasm came right as AJ’s cousins filled AJ’s dad’s arse and mouth with their cum, with AJ’s dad’s eyes rolling back in his head as he was filled with his nephews’ loads.

AJ’s definitely never going to doubt his cousins ever again, especially if they keep their promise and let AJ sneak in during their next fuck sessions with AJ’s dad so that AJ can have a chance to fuck his father before the man in question has a chance to object to the prospect. After all, it’s only fair that if everyone else in the family is using AJ’s father as their cum dump, AJ should get to take a turn as well.

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Sure it was a long day, but that didn’t explain why dad was naked in the living room. The morning and afternoon of yard work had tuckered him out, but not before he rinsed the dirt off. He didn’t properly bathe, tho, his smell was coming through quite clearly, musk and nut permeating the living room. I had been on the floor playing some games when I turned around to see him dozing. To see him … naked …his towel had well and truly fallen away and I had the urge to cover him myself…

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I convinced dad to wear some accessories. He says he’s enjoying them more than he thought he would. He’s definitely more positive about them than I thought he’d be. He now remains topless, wearing the chest straps. I upped the dose by giving him the matching jock. Imagine the surprise when he emerged wearing only those two things and nonchalantly prepared dinner.

Thing is, when it came time to eat, he said mine wasn’t on the table and had me sit underneath as he set the table and sat down, shoving his crotch in my face with his massive thighs gripping my cheeks in their furry embrace. After a few moments, one of his hands descended to unzip them and my mouth was suddenly full of penis. I heard a “that’s it, boy” from above that melted my shock and loosened my lips. I swallowed dad’s cock the best I could, until he pulled me from under the table — only to grip my head in his palms and start fucking my face.

Turns out I enjoyed that a lot more than I thought I would, too.

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daddy needed some protein

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I don’t know how my brother got ahold of that picture. To be honest, I don’t even remember it being taken, so it had to have been dad, but … how did a picture dad took end up on my brother’s phone? It … had to have been dad? But why would…

But while my head was spinning ideas, my brother was waiting for an answer. He pressed me again and I quit caring how it was brother found out what dad and I have been doing and just told him daddy needed some protein. He was appalled and scoffed, dismissing me — but then something changed. I saw the expression on his face shift and he looked at me, this time genuinely questioning if my … protein was so good that dad was willing to “do incest”. This time I scoffed, but I felt the same. Whatever problem he had didn’t matter. We were consenting and it didn’t involve him.

I got my next surprise, though, when he asked if he could be there next time. I balked, but watching him for a moment, I realized, I was talking to my brother, not some random guy, about a man that was both our dad. I leaned my head forward and asked him if he was serious and he kind of … this thing he does when he’s trying not to be to vulnerable, he’s telling the truth but someone doubts him and that truth is tender. I gripped him in my arms and hugged him tightly, telling him of course he could. I knew dad would be surprised, but he would certainly not refuse.

Dad was surprised, but he was definitely more eager than usual. Brother got on his knees next to him and they kissed as they licked my cock between them. Sometimes they forgot my cock for a bit, just kissing, but I petted them until they returned. It wasn’t long before dad encouraged brother up, so he had two cocks. We got on the bed and brother took position at dad’s other end. As we began to penetrate him together, I advised brother how dad liked it slow. We each took our time with every pump, filling dad up over and over again. He slobbered on my cock, drooling the words “my boys” several times. Brother and I switched places, too, before we finished. The three of us were moaning loudly with lust as we climaxed, communicating in our ecstasy, so we exploded together, filling dad with our seed while dad covered himself with his own.

Dad tugged us down onto the bed for a cuddle and we laid there as the glows of our first ecstasy together faded. As we started to get up, dad suggested maybe next time, brother and I could go at our own pace. We weren’t even completely off of the bed and brother and I already had new erections, causing dad to feel at them both as we stood. Dad’s focus on our dicks meant he was still prone on the bed, though, so when brother and I looked at each other, we knew what was about to happen. I did have plans for later on, but I clearly wasn’t going anywhere for a while. Brother and I descended on dad, licking his face and ass just enough to affirm our cocks were about to take him up and pound him down. Dad didn’t say anything this time, just made a lot of gagging and gurgling noises.

When brother and I switched sides, dad had chances to speak, but it was unintelligible — except we both recognized the same words he’d been saying in the first place: “my boys”. His slack mouth just wasn’t capable of forming words, so it just sounded like bleating for cock.

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