#dadxsonwrites

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muttering "bet your dick doesn't even work" to your drunken deadbeat dad back from the bar - only for him to throw you over the couch and show you just how well it does as he rapes you senseless

[dadxson]

what if you woke up to grunting and panting and slick sounds and when you finally slit your eyes open it's your dad kneeling naked over you, thunder thighed and hairy with his whole package swinging from above, carefully jerking himself off over your face, and his purple tip was pointed straight down and starting to drip on to your cheek and then his fist moved lightning fast and his furry ass tightened up and he growled like a bear and you knew he must be about to come, come and splatter himself all over his son's face while he thinks you're fast asleep - uhhhhh anyway yeah what would you do, time is kind of a factor here

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if you didn't want to be poured over the arm of the couch with your shorts below your ass and your beer still in your hand and your buddy cursing & drunk & struggling to pop his tip into your easy little hole and then bottoming out & sobbing with pleasure & pounding louder than the tv and whispering oh my god oh my god and losing his load deep inside you and spilling extra ropes over your cheeks & holes & tdick and then panicking & cleaning you up & moving you back to the cushion so you'd never even know he betrayed you then maybe you shouldn't have fallen asleep during boys' night hmm?????

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dad divorcing mom but insisting on full custody - not that he was a particularly doting figure in your life, but goddamn he still needed something to dump his load into after a hard day of work. Might as well get the boy used to working for his meals.

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Son who goes to use the family computer only to find his dad left his tab up. It's an online document, with a bunch of hyperlinks, one after another. Weird. Son clicks one and the page - the video - opens. Two naked bodies slamming together. Son hastily exits and tries the next one. And that's - yeah, more porn.

This series of links is his dad's porn stash.

And he knows it's not right, not when he'd die of mortification if the situation were reversed, but Son can't help skimming through each of the videos. What kind of spank material would a man his father's age even be into? It had to just be some nudey R-rated movies from decades ago, right?

Well...there was a lot of men, first off. (He had no idea his dad was even into guys.) And a lot of pairings with a significant age difference, always an older top slamming a younger bottom until they were crying and begging, or until they'd been bred full of cum. Others are amateur productions or phone clips:

a nervous college frat getting hazed with dozens of facials, cum collecting in his eyelashes;

a silver fox with a prominent wedding ring ramming a twink's ass in a bathroom stall, trapping his arms behind his back and demanding he get ready for his load;

a teary-eyed boy holding his knees, looking down at his cunt as a massive tip presses in and saying you're too big, wait wait -

Yeah, some of these scenes were...he might have to find them again later. On his own computer. He slides a hand down and absently starts grinding it against his crotch.

Several minutes later, he accidentally unmutes the speakers and jumps when a gutteral moan fills the room. Shame forces Son to finally close the tab. Really, he reminds himself firmly, no kid should know what their parent fantasizes about when they're horny.

But it is kind of funny, he thinks as he leaves the room, how many of those men - the coerced frat, the twink in the stall, even the crying boy - all had similar hair, similar builds, similar faces.

And they all looked kinda like him. Weird.

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Bait is such a good suffix. Jailbait. Rapebait. More dads should practice using those words (on me).

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Mom who's broken her leg after a nasty fall at home. Who's so horribly, desperately relieved that Dad had to stop forcing himself on her, raping her numb every single night, that she turns a blind eye when he slips into their son's room instead. Ferreting out the only other wet hole in the house left to use.

She pretends she can't hear the ensuing struggle. The sleepy, confused voice of her son followed by her husband's heavy grunting, the frantic clap of bare skin colliding, the wailed Da-a-a-ah! in the quiet of the night.

She doesn't hear any of it. Instead, Mom shudders in relief and has her first uninterrupted night of sleep in years.

In the morning, she'll serve them all breakfast as usual. And she'll place a small, white pill by her son's glass of milk. Her prescription, her burden, now his.

[dadxson]

"god, I'm so glad your mom and I had you, we made such a good fleshlight together" as those heavy dad balls keep spanking your ass