Don't get too excited faggot. You're not going into the festival, you're staying at the campsite where you're going to be our urinal for the four days. Get ready for a weekend filled of piss.
"Okay bud, get the condom out and roll it a little bit with your fingers so you know which side goes on first," Dad said as he held his hard dick straight up.
I did what he said and opened it from the corner and felt the lightly lubed latex on my fingers. I dropped the empty packet on the floor, I was a bit nervous and excited about this whole experience.
Not wanting to assume anything I extended my arm, trying to hand it to Dad so he could show me how to roll it on.
"It's okay, you could do it," he said casually, as if I wasn't going to have to touch his cock to do it. "Place it on the tip and then use your fingers to push and roll it down on me."
"Okay," I replied softly, not wanting to sound too eager that I was going to touch him.
I scooted my chair so that I was sitting with one of my legs between his. Reaching over I put the condom on the tip of his dick, he throbbed and moved a bit as I touched him.
He was so big, I had seen it soft plenty of times but never like this. He kept his cock straight up as I used my fingers to move the condom down over him. He looked up at me a couple times and then right back down at himself. I put my cupped hand over the tip of his dick and push down, feeling my father's cock in my grip.
"Perfect, keep rolling it down like that with your hand," he coached me.
I felt him pulse in my hand, I was making him feel good by my touch, and there was no way around it.
"How far down?" I asked as it was 75% down his length.
"To the base, keep using your grip, stroke it downward... Yeah, just like that," he said with a strange tone in his voice. "Remember when you are putting it on you have to stay hard, otherwise it won't go on."
"Oh, I'm always hard," I joked.
Dad laughed, "I guess it's a given, you wouldn't need one if you weren't," he replied.
I had got it down to the base but I kept 'trying' to get it on farther. I kept stroking his dick through the condom and feeling his thick meat in my hand.
Okay, pull it off and do another, Dad instructed me.
I grabbed the base of his cock with my bare hand and pulled off the condom with my other, holding on to him without anything between us this time. He didn't stop me as I held on and reached over to grab a new one.
"Here I can open it for you," he said, stopping me from using my teeth.
As he began opened the condom as I held his dick for him, it was so surreal, casual, no big deal. He made me feel comfortable and I decided to start stroking him.
"I'm keeping you hard," I said, giving myself an excuse.
"Oh okay," he chuckled and dropped the package on the floor and handed me the new condom. "Here you go," he said. "I want you to be safe, I don't need any grandkids until you're ready, okay?" He told me.
"Sure," I replied with a smirk.
I doubted that it would be much of a problem for me but I think he knew that, he had caught me plenty of times looking at gay porn on the living room computer when he came home from work early.
I pushed the condom down his cock and stroked him as I did, I held on to his balls this time and squeezed them slightly as I was basically jerking him off trying to get these condoms on. He was throbbing in my fist and taking deep long breaths.
"Perfect," he said as I got it to the base again.
"Dad?" I squeaked out. "We don't have to waste this one, do we?" I asked, nervous about what he would say.
"No, I guess not," he replied.
I could see it in his face, he knew exactly what I meant and he wanted it. I stood up and dropped my shorts and stepped out of them. It all happened so fast, I was climbing on his legs as he gripped my ass and helped stabilize me. He was sat back as I reached back and pointed his cock towards my hole.
"I'm pretty big, go slow," he told me as I felt the tip of his cock touching my ass.
"Okay," I replied, relaxing my butt muscle to allow him in.
"Oh jesus," Dad moaned as I felt the tip penetrate me. "You're tight."
"You're bigger than I've taken," I told him, being honest.
"Others?" He asked, as I slid down his cock.
I felt him stretching me out like I had never been stretched before. My own father was inside of me and it felt amazing.
"Josh and Mike," I told him, they were my two best friends, straight but we had messed around.
"Okay, well now I know why you guys stay in the basement together," he laughed as he put his head on my stomach and I landed firmly on his lap. "You need to use protection, even with your buddies," Dad told me.
"Okay," I agreed, as I shifted on him, feeling him deeper than anyone had been.
I picked my body up and sat back down on my father. I felt so good and he moaned as we began fucking in the kitchen. My dick had started dripping on his shirt so he lifted it up, exposing his stomach and hairy chest. I felt him trusting upward into me as I bounced on top of him.
"Up," he said and I stood over him, legs weak. "I'm taking the condom off, that okay?" He asked, I nodded yes.
He pulled it off and threw it on the floor. "We don't have to wear one?" I asked, a bit cocky.
"Not if we wear them with others," he replied and smiled, knowing he was being hypocritical.
I sat back down and felt Dad's raw cock sliding back in, fuck, nothing between me and my father. Just his thick cock deep in my hole. He was probably leaking and it made me leak even more.
"You feeling good?" He asked as I did most the work, fucking myself on him.
"Oh yeah, your cock feels amazing," I said as I continued my movements, copulating with my own family member. "How's my ass?" I asked him back.
"Great," he growled. "This isn't supposed to be happening, but I'd be lying if I hadn't thought about it."
"Me too, if I'm honest," I replied. "You think Mom will be mad?" I asked him.
"No, she told me to do what it took to make sure you don't give her grandkids yet, I think this counts," Dad said. "We play with others, she'll be fine."
He grabbed my hips and started lifting me up and dropping me down on his lap. The way his cock was pushing on my prostate was driving me crazy. The idea that my own father and I were having sex was turning me on like crazy. I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his lips expecting him to pull away, but I couldn't help myself. He didn't, he kissed me back. I could feel his thick beard on my face as we made out and bonded in a new, different way we had ever.
"You keep kissing me like that and you're going to make me come inside of you," dad said in the middle of our make out session and fucking.
"In me?" I said, heart racing.
"There's no condom on, where else will it go?" He asked. "That okay?"
I nodded yes and kept bouncing. I wanted my Dad's cum inside of me so bad, but I didn't want to let him know just how much. So I leaned in and began kissing him again. Sex with Josh and Mike was nothing like this, this was so much deeper, raw, sexually charged. With them it was fun and good, but with Dad it felt passionate and deeper.
Dad began breathing harder so I leaned back and began to start picking and sitting down harder than I had been. Looking at him as we did this blew my mind. I couldn't wait till he blew his load inside of me, just like he did to Mom when he made me.
"Here I go," he said as our bodies slammed together. "Oh shit!" He moaned.
"Oh damn, Dad!" I cried out, lustful and out of it. "Cum in me!" I told him what I wanted.
My cock shot off, coating him in my load as I felt his cock throbbing inside of me, filling me up with his familial cum. My own father went from teaching me to use condoms to putting his raw dick in me. Nothing could have prepared me for this whirlwind of a Sunday afternoon.
He pushed me down on top of him, and I leaned in and began kissing him again. His cock was firmly inside of me, depositing every bit of his sperm as deep as his he could. I felt his tongue dancing with mine as I rested and caught my breath.
"That's going to happen again, right?" I asked, trying not to sound too eager.
"Of course, I hope so," he said smirking, looking drained and relaxed under me.
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Son your mom is a bit disappointed that you’re not going back to school to finish your accounting degree but it’s obvious you’ve learned everything you need to know at that college about being a cock sucking, cum dump urinal. Now finish cleaning my cock off, eating all my cum left on your face & drinking down this load of piss I’ve been holding, then let’s get you into the shower to remove all your body hairs below your eyebrows, get your mom to trim & shape those brows & trim that little bit of hair above your little limp locked clit into a proper sissy landing strip, get your pussy douched clean, then into some pretty, pink, silk panties, short shorts & a pink crop top. Then you’ll be ready to drop off over in the rough part of town to start earning some good money as the town’s newest faggot whore. Mom & I are so proud of our slutty little bitch.
"That's it, baby boy," my cousin said as he guided my mouth up and down on his dick. "Work that nut or I tell your dad about what a cocksucker you are."
He'd spotted me sitting on the other side of a glory hole over the weekend. We'd always teased each other. That's what family does. So he ribbed me about it. But at the same time, he started talking about how he'd been wasting time chasing girls at bars when he had a cocksucker in the family he could be using whenever he wanted.
And that's what he's been doing.
I don't want him to tell my dad. I don't. But...
I mean, if dad has the same response as my cousin... I wouldn't mind that so much
At work, my primary job is to be my coworker’s urinal so they don’t have to leave their area, and I’m their fuck toy so they can have relief during the day. I LOVE my job!!
I’ll be honest with you…you’re something else faggot. I ain’t showered in probably three days and one sniff of my balls has you on your knees moaning. You’re telling me you WANT to sniff em? Lick these sour nuts. That turns you on? Something ain’t right about that…even a dog wouldn’t lick a man’s balls without some peanut butter. But here you are begging for this rank nut sack. That smell is turning my stomach. Salty sour metallic and down right nasty… are you even listening to me? Yo! Fag! Nope. You’re hypnotized. Don’t even care that anyone can see you. Crawl over here you filthy animal. You’re gonna lick these rank balls until the sun sets. No cock. No ass. No feet… just the balls. That face better smell like my big ol’ nasty musky ballsack. Worship my manhood.
What’s wrong? I thought you like men?! You were so excited to leave with three straight men… Not what you had in mind? Three guys all sweaty from the club taking turns smothering you in man ass. You should be grateful. Show me right now you love men. Love that smell. Love it. Don’t be ungrateful a thousand fags would kill for this attention! Life isn’t all about sucking dick you know. You should have the same excitement to eat three sweaty asses as you would to suck our cocks. Wow still struggling. Someone tap in, my ass must not smell bad enough to get a ‘thank you’ from this homo. Let’s see what he says when the clothes come off. Right now, I’m not feeling the love!
“Go on faggot… get your face in there. You really are too obsessed with me. We’re just watching tv and you want to smell my pits. You used to cry when I would bully you with my pit stink back in the day. Now you cry if I don’t give you my scent. You know you’re just gonna get all horny and start moaning and writhing like a worm. Then I’m gonna get all horny and have to pound into you. I guess that’s why you’re a perfect slave. Everything thing you do and want leads to me railing your ass”
It’s a cock… what did you think it was gonna taste like? Candy? A fucking pupping pop? You’re tasting sweat, piss, cum, my nasty ball funk… oh! And the asshole of the boy I fucked earlier. You wanna suck on a bar of soap? Would you like that better? If I jam a soap bar down your throat? An alpha is letting you serve his hard cock. Don’t worry about how it smells or tastes. Just open your mouth and show me how grateful you are.
Uncle Jed was asleep on the couch when I got home from work, clutching a beer in one hand. I wasn’t craving a beer, but I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees and chug a load of cum out of his big balls—even if my uncle was hopelessly straight. Jed had been crashing at my place for the last month after Aunt Selma had kicked his lazy ass out of the house. But like Aunt Selma, I was done. The fucker needed to go.