commission requested by the kind and sweet @boynarcing 💜 💜
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, dead dove, incest, father/son incest, cop!Leon, condescending Leon, dirty talk, masturbation, handjob, dubcon/cnc, unbalanced power dynamics
proofread but any mistakes are mine; title from a Badflower song of the same name
divider: @/saradika-graphics
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Pausing to catch your breath, you drag the back of your hand across your forehead, wiping away the sweat before it drips into your eyes.
”Hey, did I say you could take a break?” Leon’s sharp voice startles you, making you jump in place.
”No, Dad, sorry,” you mumble, shoulders slouching inward.
You continue to clean out the garage, packing away heavy items into the loft and feeling the strain in your muscles. Your dad hovers in the background, straightening up his tools and cleaning his bike. It’s been a while since that whole spanking fiasco happened, and Leon has basically had you on house arrest. He’s made you work your ass off every single day, no breaks and no leniency. You’re so tired that by the time you climb into bed, you pass out before your head hits the pillow.
It’s total bullshit, you think, glaring over at him, his back turned to you while he reorganizes his toolbox. A low throb pulses in your dick, and you go hot all over, a flash of memory of your dad’s fingers inside you appearing in your mind’s eye. Embarrassment forces you to turn away, willing down the arousal threatening to chub your cock. There’s no telling what your dad would say if he saw your boner. Luckily, burying yourself back into manual labor takes your mind off of it. Hours pass by before your dad finally speaks up again.
”Finish moving that last crate up to the loft and go clean up.”
“Yes, sir!” Relieved that your dad is calling it quits, you jump to do as he says before heading back into the house to shower.
After washing up, you leave the bathroom with a waft of steam. Quickly making your way to your room, you don’t see your dad hovering at the end of the hallway. You drop the towel at the end of your bed, not even bothering with getting dressed since you plan on crawling into your sheets naked. Flopping facedown onto the mattress, you turn your head and sigh. Maybe your punishment is nearly up, seeing how Leon barely made you work today—well, that’s in comparison with how the rest of the month has been going. You can’t believe he’s treating you like some kind of workhorse, especially after…
Body flushing warm, you nuzzle your face into the pillow, blood rushing to your cock.
Especially after he spanked you and fingered you right here in this very bed. Groaning, you roll over onto your back, hand brushing against your stiffening cock. You’re too lazy to dig out your lube, just running your fingertips up and down your hard length. Eyes closing, you let yourself fall back into that memory. Your dad’s hands spanking you so hard you could barely sit the next day. Fingering your hole and making you drip all over his lap.
”Fuck, so unfair,” you whine out loud, hand gripping the base of your dick before cupping your balls.
Bringing up your free hand, you suck on two fingers, mind hazy with the thought of pressing them against your hole… Maybe press the tip of one inside. Groaning, you sloppily suck on the digits, hand jerking off your cock.
”Now, now, what have we here?”
Leon’s amused tone makes you squawk in surprise, hands reaching for your blanket to cover your naked body.
”Dad! What’re you doing in here?”
”Are you getting an attitude?” He shuts your door behind him, the click of the handle sounding loud. “You know I check up on you from time to time to make sure you stay out of trouble.”
Wincing, you drop your head. Ever since you got caught, Leon’s randomly stopped in to see if you’re still in your room. You wouldn’t ever think to sneak out—too afraid of how much worse he could make his punishment. Your horndog thoughts made you forget, too excited about touching yourself to wait until it’s late at night.
”So, what do you tell me?” He moves until he’s standing at the side of your bed.
”I’m sorry, Dad.” You look up into his face, a flutter of nerves bubbling in your gut at the look he’s giving you—like he’s a rabid wolf and you're a slab of meat.
”Good boy,” he croons, and in spite of yourself, happiness from his praise suffuses your chest. “Now show me what you were doing.”
Biting your bottom lip, your eyes dart around your room. “Oh, uh, that’s a little embarrassing…”
You trail off, and Leon smirks down at you.
”Son, show me what you were doing.”
Hands shaking, a sick thrill trips down your spine when you move the blanket aside to show Leon your aching, leaky cock.
He clicks his tongue. “Such a naughty boy. Just what am I going to do with you?”
”Dad,” you whine, dick flexing and leaking even more precum under his hungry gaze.
”So dirty,” he drawls, his hand reaching down to swipe a finger across your oozing slit. “Look at this mess.”
He holds his finger up to your lips. “Clean it up.”
Lip trembling, your mouth drops open, tongue swiping across his fingertip; the burst of musky salt makes you whine, sucking the taste of yourself off of your dad’s finger.
“Atta boy.” His warm tone has you moaning, thighs pressing together to stave off the urge to touch your dick. “You always listen when it counts, don’t you?”
He pats your cheek, a wet smear of spit left behind cooling your skin. Your thoughts are on a loop, more of the same as last time—you shouldn't be getting off on this; and as gross as you feel, it does nothing to dampen the want buzzing under your skin. It seems like you blink, and the next thing you know your dad is sitting in your bed with you sitting between his legs—your back pressing into his chest. He kicks the blanket off your bed, leaving you totally nude.
“Go ahead, show me.”
His rough baritone tickles your brain, sending you into a mild panic. Are you developing a voice kink over your own dad? Totally oblivious to your internal upheaval, Leon taps the back of your hand.
”Come on, I want to see what you were doing. Don’t make me tell you again.”
”O-okay.” You nod, hand nervously gripping your half-hard cock. Fuck, you didn’t even go soft at all during this whole time. Humiliation scorches your veins, fanning your arousal into an inferno.
Gently, you begin stroking your cock, working up to a quicker tempo. After a few minutes, you gasp out heavily, teeth snagging on your bottom lip to stop any sounds from escaping. Leon snorts, the movement of his chest brushing your back and making you hyper aware of his body.
”You can’t even do this right. What kind of son have I raised?”
His words settle low in your gut, and you moan, hand speeding up to stroke yourself off harder and faster.
”God, I’ll do it,” he huffs, batting your hand away to replace it with his own broad, calloused one.
Your eyes nearly bug out of your skull, fingers tangling into your sheets to give them something to hold onto. Leon keeps the fast pace you started, but his grip is much tighter, forming a rough tunnel for you to fuck. Your hips thrust upwards, but his other hand grabs your waist, keeping you seated against him. Slowing his wrist, he jerks you off with long, tight squeezes. The errant thought of this must be how he gets himself off makes you squirm in place. Leon teases the tip with every stroke until you can’t take it anymore.
“Dad, stop,” you mewl pitifully, your voice whiny in a way that reminds you of girls getting fingered in pornos you’ve seen.
“Why?” He asks silkily, lips brushing the shell of your ear and sending goosebumps down your arms. “How’re you ever going to learn if I don’t show you?”
His hand pumps up and down your leaking cock, his strokes wet and sticky with each glide. Whimpering, you turn your head, trying to avoid the situation happening right now… trying to avoid the fact your dad’s jerking you off and you like it. Disgust twists up your insides before curling next to the arousal pooling in your gut.
“Please,” you beg, tears clogging your throat. “Dad.”
Almost too low to hear, he groans, fisting your cock even harder, pinky brushing against your balls and making you whimper. You part your thighs to give him more room, practically telling him to keep touching you in such a taboo way.
“I must’ve been too lenient with you,” Leon murmurs in disappointment. “My own son doesn’t even know how to touch himself… how to jack off properly.”
He clicks his tongue, and it makes your stomach flutter, shame from both getting caught and also getting off on your dad ‘teaching’ you how to jerk off. Precum blurts from the tip, smoothing Leon’s strokes along your dick and making your toes curl. He loosens the ring of his fingers, shallowly fucking his hand onto your cock. You moan pitifully, and he chuckles.
“What? This is another punishment, boy.” Condescension drips from every word, making you feel even hotter. “Maybe if you behave, I’ll let you cum all over my fist.”
Moaning again, your head falls back against his shoulder. “Fuck, please, Dad, ‘m sorry, I’ll be good.”
Leon grunts but doesn’t say anything else. He lets go, and you cry out, about to beg for more until you notice him bringing his palm up to your mouth.
“Spit.”
Dazedly, you parrot him. “Spit?”
He wiggles his fingers. “Spit.” Leaning forward, you catch sight of his stubbled jaw from the corner of your eye. He hawks a glob of saliva into his palm before bringing it closer to your mouth. “Do it.”
Arousal makes your cock throb, and you spit in your dad’s hand, right on top of the pool of saliva he left behind. He keeps his hand there, making you spit a couple more times until he deems it wet enough. Leon shifts his palm back down to your cock and begins to slowly stroke you off, smearing the mixed spit all up and down your throbbing length.
“Fuck, Dad, fuck.” Your legs kick out, the tip of your dick weeping precum and making it sound even wetter with every pump of his fist.
”Watch that language.” His hot breath drifts across the back of your neck. “Or I’ll have to do something about that mouth next.”
”S-s-sorry,” you mumble. “I didn’t m-mean it.”
”I’ll let it go this time,” he rumbles, fingers squeezing your tip until it twinges, the pain making you whine and hump up into his hand.
He clicks his tongue, his voice wry with amusement. “Dirty, dirty boy.”
Horny beyond belief, your cock flexes in his hand, balls drawing tight to your body. “I’m c-close,” you choke out, abs tensing.
”Should I let such a naughty son finish?”
”Please, please, Dad, please,” you babble, eyes rolling back as the pleasure builds higher and higher.
”I suppose you’ve earned it,” he laughs mockingly, and it makes your stomach burn. “Cum for me then, show me how good I’m making you feel.”
Your back bows, heels digging into your mattress. Keening moans fall from your lips, unable to suppress the sound anymore. Cum spurts from your tip, Leon’s hand stroking you through your orgasm. Head rocking back and forth against his collarbone, you gasp for air, thighs twitching, balls drawn tight to your body and throbbing with each rope of cum coating your dad’s knuckles.
”Good boy,” he murmurs into your ear, tongue darting out to tag against the lobe. “Shoot it all out, get my fist all sticky with your cum.”
”Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you whisper, tongue fat in your mouth.
One last weak spurt leaves you reeling, balls drained and empty. Leon chuckles and brings his cum-coated hand up to your mouth.
”Good boys clean up the mess they make,” he growls, and it makes your cock throb. “C’mon, don’t leave my hand dirty.”
”Yes, sir,” you mumble, feeling lightheaded and turned on—weak from your orgasm.
Head angling up, your lips part and you suck your dad’s fingers into your mouth. The taste of your own spunk isn’t the greatest, but the way Leon groans behind you makes you want to keep at it. He slides each finger into your mouth individually, letting you suck the load you shot off of the digits. You moan and lathe your tongue between the bends of his fingers and across his palm.
”Such a good son I have,” he nips the shell of your ear, and your hips jerk; his bulge brushes against your ass and sends your thoughts spinning in all different directions.
”Dad,” you rasp, face hot with embarrassment. “Dad.”
”That’s all for tonight.” His damp hand grips your thigh roughly, and he pushes you to the side, moving out from behind you.
Your eyes catch him adjusting his pants, hiding how hard he’s become. Swinging open your bedroom door, he pauses in the threshold, similar to the last time things went too far between you.
”Dad,” you call out softly, warring emotions bubbling up behind your sternum.
Cutting his gaze back at you, his profile stands out, strong and firm. “You…” He turns back away from you. “You can sleep in tomorrow. We’ll take it easy this weekend.”
The door shuts behind him, leaving you alone to parse through what just happened. You sink back into your sheets, catching a whiff of your dad’s aftershave. It sends a shameful pulse of want ricocheting in your body, and you clench your eyes shut. Standing up, you rip the sheets off your bed and hurriedly put new ones on, snuggling underneath the comforter once you finish.
A yawn cracks your jaw, eyes fluttering shut with exhaustion as the day's events catch up to you. Tomorrow—you can worry about your existential crises tomorrow.
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“Shh, you don’t want to wake up your new stepmom do you?” a voice whispers hotly into your ear.
You can only whimper into the broad, calloused hand covering your mouth. Leon, your dad, spoons behind you, grinding his hard cock between your plump thighs. Your clit throbs with want as his fat cock presses in tighter.
“So eager,” Leon murmurs, tongue dipping into your ear before softly nibbling the lobe. “So pretty.”
You pant into the palm covering your mouth—pussy leaking into your thin panties. While your stepmom sleeps on, totally oblivious, you and your dad fool around in your bedroom down the hall.
He pins you down to your narrow bed and mounts you like a dog in heat. He rips off your panties and plunges his thick cock in your wet hole.
Your eyes roll up in pleasure as he fucks you hard and slow, his favorite. He fucks you so good, he makes your spine bow and your toes curl. God, but having your dad inside you, calling you pretty has your cunt wet and wanting.
He breeds your sopping wet hole all night until you can’t think of anything except being filled again and again. He cums inside you so much it drips past his own thrusting cock.
“I love sloppy seconds, sweetheart,” he pants in your ear, sweat dripping from his sharp nose down onto your neck.
Pulling out, he watches his cum drip from your fluttering hole. He groans and pushes his still hard cock into your sopping wet pussy.
“No harm in sloppy thirds, huh?” He laughs, and you whine. “Such a hungry cunt for daddy’s cock.”
You can only drool and pant, brain complete mush. Leon always fills your pussy so good. You never figured yourself for a size queen, but your dad’s dick is just so big. Almost too big, but he’s been training your pussy til you can take it all. You’re practically gagging for it now. You want his dick all the time.
Most of your nights are spent in bed, being filled repeatedly until your cunt’s swollen and drippy. Then—your favorite part—your dad helps you shower, fingering his thick cum out of your hole before sliding his cock back in your swollen pussy to fill you up all over again.
A few days before Christmas, your new stepmom has to leave for a work conference.
“I’ll try my best to be home before Christmas Eve,” she kisses Leon sweetly before smiling at you. “I’ll call you when I land!”
As soon as she’s out the door, your dad pushes you down on his bed—the one he barely shares with her—and fucks you til you can’t see straight. It’s hot and sweaty and totally filthy, but you love it more than anything. The next few days see you being stuffed by his cock repeatedly, bedsheets a complete mess.
“Dad,” you whimper, knees practically shoved up to your chin. “You’re gonna break my pussy. S’too much!”
“Aww, my poor baby,” he coos, pulling his cock out with a wet schlick, precum drooling in sticky strings from his slit onto your puffy cunt.
He manhandles you up onto your knees, shoving one of his pillows between your thighs.
“Grind that sweet pussy til she soaks my pillow,” he kneels behind you, cock rubbing across your ass.
You rut into his pillow, whimpering at the soft friction against your swollen clit. Leon sits behind you, guiding your motions.
“What a dirty slut,” he groans, nipping at your shoulder and making you shiver. “My gorgeous daughter and her fat, slutty pussy just need to cum, don’t they?”
Clit twitching, you gasp a low keening cry, slick saturating the fabric between your legs. It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to bubble over, ass bouncing back to grind against your dad’s dick while you ride out the aftershocks.
“Fuck, look at you,” he sandwiches his cock between your ass cheeks. “Love watching you cream that chubby pussy, god, gets me off so fucking fast.”
Grunting, he uses your ass as a makeshift fleshlight, gripping each cheek to fuck between them. You hear him groan from deep in his chest before hot streaks of his cum paint your ass and lower back. He grinds against you for a long time, biting and kissing across your neck and shoulders.
He shifts and makes a soft noise of contentment. “Damn, it’s past midnight already. Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” he turns your head and kisses you, licking past your lips to suck on your tongue.
When you pull away, your cunt throbs, feeling empty and achy. He slips his half chubbed cock between your thighs, head bumping underneath the hood of your clit. Whimpering, you wrap a hand into his messy hair and tug him close.
Before kissing him again, you murmur against his lips. “Merry Christmas, dad.”
wanna be raped on the subway or the train. after the door closes you start to grope me and put your hands inside my clothes and im so taken aback and scared that i cant even react. then you start to rio my clothes off and force me to my knees, makes me choke on your cock, facefucks me before raping me, saying that it’s my fault, i deserve this, i begged for this. people, instead of helping, are just watching, taking pictures or even worse, start to join in, just touching me at first until you start to offer my available holes to whoever wants it. i end up used by multiple people, cumming multiple times on my rapists cocks, roughly fucked, full and covered in cum, and deeply humiliated.
really want to be told to sit in a man’s lap naked while he’s fully clothed, and he uses his legs to spread mine apart. He unzips his pants and just takes his cock out and makes me be a fleshlight for him while he watches whatever degrading porn he chooses on my tv. He doesn’t touch my clit just pumps into me whenever he likes and occasionally pinches my nipples or wraps his hand around my throat <3
Play wrestling with daddy until he won't let me out of the headlock. Play wrestling with daddy until he had me pinned on my stomach and starts grinding his dick against me, even when I squirm. Play wrestling with daddy and not understanding what he's doing, why he won't let go even when I yell at him and try kicking him off. Play wrestling with daddy until he's got one hand over my mouth and something poking me somwhere private. Play wrestling with daddy until mommy can hear me crying from the next room and yells at him to play gentler with me.
The Rite of Pleasure had come. Maria could hardly believe how good it felt, first being pleasured by her sisters, and then fucked and cummed in by one of the guards. And then, the demons came to fuck her. By the end her pussy was drooling with cum
The new law was simple, and passed virtually unopposed. If a body can orgasm during a sexual encounter, the sex can not legally be called rape.
...
Dad who climbs on top of you bed, grabbing your head and forcing his mouth against yours in a sudden kiss. You're so surprised you forget to fight for a moment, feeling his heavy body sink you further into the mattress as one hand pulls up your shirt and gropes at your body. When his tongue pushes your mouth open your mind finally catches up to the present and you jerk away– though you couldn't get very far.
"Dad! What the fuck are you- ah, dad-!" You shrieked as he buried his head into your neck, nipping at your throat despite how you try to twist away. Suddenly he shifts, pushing your legs apart and slotting his erection against your crotch, and you realize with horror that only a thin layer of cotton underwear separated you from your fathers frighteningly hard and pulsing cock.
You started to scream but he kissed you again so hard you couldn't even breath, and without any warning he started grinding. Up and down, up and down. You whimpered, completely dominated and terrified, feeling your hot little body start to betray you. The way you could feel his cock head nudge against your clit, over and over and over–
"Yeah, you like that baby?" He cooed, a little mockingly. A strong hand pressed over your mouth, he kissed the tip of your nose and started grinding harder into you. You struggled, kicking and squirming and trying to break free from his hold. He smiled. "I got something for you sweetheart."
Without warning he jams something hard right into your clit. In an instant it buzzes to life, vibrating harshly agasint your throbbing bundle of nerves. You start to sob, truly, so overwhelmed with fear and revulsion and guiltiest most instense arousal you had ever experienced. He trails the vibrator in little circles over your clit and leans in to look you in the eyes. "What'd you say? You want more, daddy?"
You struggled again, screaming from behind his hand, jolting as you inadvertently rubbed your crotch against the toy and him. Suddenly he ripped your flimsy little underwear down from your hips, separating you from the vibrator for only a second before pressing it into your clit again, reaching down to pull back the hood and shoving it back against you. Turned up the intensity and rubbed you in violent strokes that left your legs shaking. Then, as your writhed and moaned, you felt the unmistakable pressure his cock at your entrance.
His hand slid from your face to your throat, forcing you even harder into the bed. He rocked your bodies together, nudging a little further with every movement. You started babbling, begging. "Daddy, no, please- ahh, ah, I'm your- it hurts daddy, please don't, I don't want it, I don't want it-"
"Of course you want it." He hummed, tightening his hold on your throat until you had to focus on pulling as much air in as your could. "Baby if you didn't want it, you wouldn't be wet right now. You wouldn't let me in."
He pressed into you, pushing his cock inside his child. He pulled out an inch and thrusted into you even more, drawing betrayed little yelps and moans as he slipped himself inside you, his cock hard and unyielding. The stab of his intrusion was overwhelmed by the searing forceful pleasure still buzzing at your clit, your vaginal walls spasmed and and pulsed, drawing the man attacking you even further inside.
"Seee? Is the the response somebody has when they're being raped?" Your whole cunt fluttered at the word. You hadn't said it, you hadn't even been confident enough to admit it to yourself yet. He must have felt your reaction because he brought his weight down even further on you, driving into you at a different angle that allowed him to fully bottom out.
Panic gripped you. No. No you couldn't- not from him, not now, not ever. Coming on your fathers cock, in your own bed– but you couldn't hold back any longer, and he was only ploughing your opened cunt harder and faster with ever wet drag of him inside you. You thrashed as hard as you could with one last burst of energy, but he kept the toy pressed right against you to the point of bruising pain. He wanted you to cum. He wanted to feel his baby cum around him, now at the point of hyperventilation. It hurt.
"D-Dad..." Your pussy contracting, you losing whatever control and power you felt you still possibly had, waves of horrible, intense pleasure racking your body that didn't stop. He wouldn't let it stop. He fucked you into your orgasm and kept going. You lay back, eyes unfocused, sure that he was never going to end, that you would never be free from this. At your ragdolling he collapsed fully on top of you, and you hopelessly realized that he wasn't wearing any kind of protection. Fully crushed beneath his weight, he doesn't turn the machine off until he decides he's satisfied.
hnng fuck. training my little brother how to take cock like a real faggot. starting with a small strap, breaking in his ass. slowly upgrading him to a larger toy, one that's almost too heavy for my harness, and teaching his ass how to open up for his big brother's cock.
ignoring his whimpers and pleas to stop, just letting my hips establish a rhythm as I slide in and out of his ass without any friction. so much lube, it's leaking out of him. gotta keep my fucktoy nice and slippery.
holding his legs up, pushing his knees to his shoulders and just letting myself pound away. fuck fuck fuck. hngg. his ass is sucking my giant dick like a mouth. what a little faggot. maybe I grab him by the hair and make him look at how his cunt grabs onto nothing while I fuck his ass. lil desperate hole. faggots don't get fucked there. shut up. take it. take it like a good boy. watch your cunt cum untouched while I pound your cute little ass. fuuuuck what a slutty little hole. say you're sorry for complaining about feeling left out by other boys. your big brother is here to show you that being a boy means taking it like a man.
big bro hearing lewd noises come from your room, he peeks through the door’s keyhole, letting curiosity get the better of him, only to discover your dad raping you.
he knows that he should intervene but instead his dick twitches at the sight of your dad absolutely ravaging you. so instead of doing his due diligence as a big brother, which would be to protect you, he starts palming his throbbing hard-on through his pants. and, oh, he feels so fucking horrible but he just can’t look away from this disturbingly glorious sight.
and soon enough he can’t take it anymore and releases his load into his boxers, completely ruining his pants, your muffled screams and moans being the very thing that tipped him over the edge. oh, he’s so going to hell for this.
Big brother drugs you but doesn't giving you enough so you wake up in the middle and start trying to push him off.
'Hey, shhhh. It's okay don't fight it. I'm sorry I can't stop myself any longer I just had to.'
Big brother reaches down and holds your face in his hand. 'I know you wanna be good for me just let big brother finish his fun with you okay?'
you sniffle and rub your face against his hand. 'but it hurts big bro.' you say tears falling down your cheek.
He leans down and licks the tears off your cheeks. 'I know angel. Trust your big bro and be good for me and it'll all be over soon.'
He starts to push deeper inside you. You start to sob softly, making your hole clench around your big bro's cock. He groans loudly and thrusts the rest of the way into your tiny hole. You cry out but big brother starts kissing you to silence you.
'Fuck your cunt was made for me to rape. Angel you're so tight around my cock. I'm sorry but I can't control myself. But fuck you're being such a good kid for me.'
'Please you're too big. It feels like you're ripping me apart. I promise won't upset you again.' you burrow your head into your brothers neck.
'Oh this isn't a punishment, here let me help you feel good too.'
Big brother reaches down in-between you two and starts touching you. You moan out and for the first time something feels good. You relax and big bro's cock doesn't hurt anymore.
'That's it see how good it feels when you just relax. Big brother always knows what's best for you.'
Your brother fucks you faster while playing with your kiddo parts. You're body starts to feel funny and your little hole keeps tightening around your brother's cock.
'I feel funny.' You said.
'Just relax and let it happen. Cum from your big brother raping you.'
You do as he says you cum on his cock. He's not far behind you fill up your little hole with his cum. He kisses you before pulling out.
Dad’s beard on the top of your head when he gives you a hug in the morning. Dad’s beard on your cheek when he insists on kissing you before you catch the bus. Waiting for the trace of his beard when you get home from school and he moves from your mouth to your chin to your neck, all the way down to your collarbone. The tickle of a few stray hairs on your belly as he unbuckles your belt, slipping a hand underneath your waistband to see if you were thinking about him at all day.
That horrible, wonderful feeling as he pushes you back against the wall and yanks your pants down fully, since you clearly were. Dad’s beard on your thighs, your cunt, your crotch as he laps at you until you’re sloppy with slick and spit and cum.
Dad’s beard scratching at your forehead as he throws a blanket over your spent form on the couch, telling you he’ll wake you up for dinner.
raping my lil bro as he sleeps. watching him wake up to his cunt filled to the brim and my hand clamped over his mouth so he can't scream. he's horrified, clawing at my arms and whatever else he can reach, trying to wriggle away from the feeling of my cock pounding into his boyhole, but all thats doing is making me grow harder inside him.
i'm panting into his ear while i fuck him like a crazed mutt, my grip around his waist tight enough to leave a mark. my other hand grips his jaw as i whisper about how good he's making me feel into his ear. his cunt is so tight and warm and perfect f'me, and if he didn't want me to do this, he shouldn't have fell asleep in those slutty little shorts. my thrusts are almost erratic now, the sound of sloppy fucking only turning me on more. lil bro's so cute when he struggles, desperately trying to pry me off before i cum inside. there are tears in his eyes now, accompanied by whines of protest when i reach down and start stroking his swollen tdick. his cute moans as i rub it between my fingers send me over the edge, and i can't help but spill my load into my little brother hole.
big bro fuckin’ baby bro’s tight cunt w his fingers for the first time, making the stupid virgin squirt all over his hand. (baby bro didn’t know he could do tht, so he gets drunk on the feeling). ♡
“make me do it again– please, it feels so good—feels like m’ pissing myself,” he sobs, legs shaking, cunt squeezing around his big bro’s thick fingers inside of him. he’s dizzy n hot all over, addicted to the new sensation.
big bro moans at his successful corruption, licking his lips as he begins thrusting his fingers in n out of his baby bro again, curling em so he can hit the trigger spot.
“good boy, baby, fuckin’ cum for me– gotta get you ready for the real thing,” he whispers, “my cock will feel so much better in yr cunt, promise.”
baby bro’s head is swimming. he can barely think straight. soon enough, he’s squirting hard again, screaming as he squeezes tightly around his big bro’s digits.
creepy dad n creepy big bro talking abt little bro during the threesome like the poor thing’s not even there.
“how many times do you think he’ll cum, dad?” big bro pants, fucking his cock into little bro.
“I dunno,” dad groans, hand steady stroking his cock as he watches, “but you better make him cum hard. Jus’ remember not to break him… I’m havin’ a turn.”
n baby bro looks all dumb n dazed, unable to think properly with big bro’s cock balls-deep in his soaking cunt—just knowing it won’t end there.
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