crownedkxngs replied to your post: smutty christmas starter call! like this and iâll...
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Iâm on a direct line with Santa on the phone, have you been naughty or nice?
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crownedkxngs replied to your post: smutty christmas starter call! like this and iâll...
can i get finn?!
Iâm on a direct line with Santa on the phone, have you been naughty or nice?
iâll admit itâs a âchristmasâ call only cause itâs almost christmas, thatâs it lads lmao
smutty christmas starter call! like this and iâll do you a starter with any of my guys, the fun part is you donât know who youâll get until the thing is posted! yâknow, like... like a christmas present. haha. iâm tired.
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Teddyâs body fell weakly into hisâs sons, his form like jelly as the boy worked his messy-yet-talented ministrations on the older male. âO-oh, shit. Oh god, Steve! Donât stop!â Heâd never used his sons nickname before, but his brain wasnât recognizing the creature above him as his son, but as a stud sent by whatever fiction his brain had worked up to fuck him into oblivion. Feeding the throbbing wetness against his stomach, Teddy reached down and slowly shifted the boys boxers off, exposing the most perfect, huge piece of meat heâd ever seen. âOh. My. God. Youâre huge.â Teddy blushed, looking down at his boy. âSon. You can fuck me, if you want to. I want to take your virginity - I want to give you the first time you talk about to your friends online. Let Daddy be your first.â He whined, legs wrapping around the others hips, tugging him closer.
The compliments he heard were just... So nice to hear. It almost made him forget that he was with his own father and not with someone else. Still sucking hard and needily on Teddyâs nipple. Only stopping so he could move to the other one. A smirk forming on his lips when he heard him talk about his cock, pre-cum sticking to both their chest and thick hairy trails and pubes. âYou taste so good, mommy...â he whispered, tongue still teasing the nipple he was sucking on and almost not hearing the whine and the words that came from Teddy as he tugged him closer. But then, Steve moved his hands down to grab his cock and pushed it inside Teddyâs pussy, he wasnât thrusting yet, but he could feel the wetness and the warmth around him and it felt so good he had to let go of a loud moan, both hands reaching back to grab at Teddyâs chest, squeezing on his skin and teasing both nipple swith his thumbs. âYouâre so wet... Shit...â he gasped, biting his bottom lip and pushing his cock deeper inside his dadâs pussy.
The urgency in Teddyâs body was almost palpable - whether it was to have his son fuck him, or for Steve to get the hell out so he could finish himself off; he didnât really care anymore. Instead, Steve stepped closer very slowly, hand waving in the air to stop his father speaking, which he did with some hesitation. âI canât lea-â He paused, watching that perfect, tall, lithe body moving towards him, sitting down on the bed close enough that he could feel the heat from the others form, feel the scent of his son. âSt-â He started, broken off by the body leaning in and instantly pressing his perfect cupid-bow lips to his own, causing his body to fall back, tongue instantly ceding dominance to his own son, body curling around Steveâs. He wanted this - the intimacy..the body pressed against him. He wanted his Sons monster cock breeding him up, most of all.
The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity, Steveâs hands were both reaching for his dadâs body, fingers brushing softly over the skin as his tongue moved and caressed his dadâs, he felt himself moving and even surprised himself climbing on top of his dad, both hands reaching to his fat breasts, until his lips finally moved away. âIâm... I donât know why I did that.â he chuckled and looked down to realize where he was now, on top of his dad, his hard leaking cock still hidden behind his pants and pressing over his dadâs belly. âDonât... We shouldnât tell dad we kissed.â He shivered, felt himself blushing again and wanted to move away but couldnât stop himself as he reached down and wrapped his perfect lips around one of Teddyâs nipples, first just teasing but then his tongue licked at the hardening flesh and he started to suck on it, just like he did when his dad was still his mom.
âIâm sorry for using your boxers-â He paused, tears from his near-orgasm trickling down his features as his body shifted upright, thick man-tits jiggling as he did so. He couldnât stop staring at his sons monster cock, his own juices once again trickling down his legs, needy and wanting. He shifted his body inwards just a little, trying to covering the spreading liquid. âItâs just that you smell just like your father did when he was your age - when we first met. When I was his wife.â He whimpered, another shiver hitting him like a ton of bricks, remembering how often his husband wanted him. âIt was hi-â He stopped dead when Steve spoke about his looks, and the older man blushed heavily, eyes facing the boys feet. âSteven..-â He paused, about to chastise, and instead he smiled. âYou really think so? Thank you, Son. Youâre very handsome yourself - you get your looks from your father.â And then it slipped out, without him even trying. âYouâre much bigger than him though.â Another pause..âOhgodIdidnâtmeanthat!â
âI donât... I donât wanna know what dad smells like.â he tried to interrupt, waving a hand around and closing his eyes to get the thought of the two of them fucking and sniffing at each other out of his head. When he noticed the blush, though, Steve felt a little reassured, at least his dad wasnât too sad or too lonely. âI-I do, yeah.â he whispered, trying to look away from his dadâs wet crotch. Steveâs eyes suddenly widened at the compliment about his cock and he felt a hard blush hitting his cheeks. âOh my god dad, stop. Just stop talking.â he raised a hand in front of him and took a step closer. âJust... Shh!â Steve reached the bed and sat down, finally noticing his morning wood, still so visibly craving attention and reached over his dad to grab a pillow and hide it. âListen. I donât know what dad and you do, but if he doesnât treat you right, you should leave him.â the teenager spoke, one hand reaching to Teddyâs thigh and so gently caressing the skin. âI wonât be mad if you do.â and then something made him lean forward and press his lips to his dadâs, kissing him like he never did before. His tongue even daring to touch Teddyâs.
âSt-Steven!â Teddy stuttered as his only child appeared in the doorway of his bedroom, already tight boxers tented by what he was sure was the most perfect cock heâd ever seen. It certainly didnât help the rising-yet-broken orgasm wracking his body. If only that were inside him, heâd never have a single issue cumming again. âI-iâm sorry, I didnât know you were in!â He tossed the used jock back, tugging a sheet up over his nude body, barely covering the sheen of sweat or the perfect, pink pussy between his legs. Body shaking with need, weakly made his way to his feet. âIt isnât what it looks like, Son. Itâs j-just your father doesnât..want me anymore. I just needed to- You know how it is.â He spoke, reminding Steve of the..several times a day he did the same same.
âSchool starts in three hours, why wouldnât I be here!â Steveâs eyes were trying so hard no to stare at his dadâs gorgeous body, everything about him was just so gorgeous, from his face to his crotch, there wasnât a single thing about him that Steven felt like he couldnât love, he was just too perfect. And the sight of him like this didnât help his hard-on calm down at all. In fact it was only making it grow harder, at first it was just a semi, not he was rock hard. âYouâre literally moaning my name and jerking off! Itâs exactly what it looks like...â Steve stopped talking and even felt less shocked when Teddy mentionned his husband not wanting him anymore, âWhat do you mean, why wouldnât he want you?â he then asked, his hard cock still tenting in his pants, pre-cum already dropping from the tip. âYou-Fuck thatâs so weird to even say. Look at you... Youâre gorgeous dad.âÂ
Moans burst from his room like a chorus, echoed through the otherwise silent home. Alongside this cried out a rapid, wet sound limited to the movements of the large males hand, increasing with his voice. Then came the voice again, this time speaking words - words heâd wished heâd never said, words that made his intentions and his sick, nasty, demented desires evident. âSte- Steven, oh god, son! Keep going, Son! Lick Daddyâs pussy! Please donât stop!â Teddy practically cried, tears forming on his lips as he pressed the used, sweat-covered piece of fabric to his nose, inhaling deep.
The noises were loud enough to wake him up, and Steve quickly crawled out of bed to go and figure out what was going on. It sounded like something he had only heard before through his computer, it sounded like porn. The nastiest kind -- the kind he loved. He assumed one of his dads forgot he was still at home since school wasnât starting until a few hours and walked up to his parentsâ bedroom. Annoyed and frustrated by the noises that were enough to make sure his morning wood wouldnât go anywhere, Steve gasped silently when he heard his own name spoken by his father at the exact moment he had decided to walk in. âShit! Oh-my-god, Dad! -- Thatâs my jock, give it back!â probably shouldnât have been the words that came out, but here they were.