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21+ only. Adult’s only. I am an adult.

[growingpupsoflo]

[builtforbreeding]

Proud paunching pig

[hotdamnbears-deactivated2012020]

[oxnhorse]

May sound weird, creepy or insane; but I am addicted smelling my Dad’s cock against my face.

He’s not thrilled with the foreplay, but I have told Dad how much I love being naked with him and what some might call worship, I consider savoring.

Dad said REALLY, HOW?

I said DAD WHEN YOU SEDUCE ME, YOU GO STRAIGHT FOR PLEASURE, AND DON’T GET ME WRONG, I LOVE IT TOO!

BUT SNIFFING YOUR DICK, TAKING IN YOUR SCENT, WASHED OR NOT, I GET HORNY TAKING IN EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, GETS ME HORNY FOR YOU, AND REALLY ENJOY THAT YOU’RE ALL MINE!

Dad laughed and said I EXPECT CUDDLES AFTER A LATE NIGHT ROLL IN THE SACK!

I grinned at Dad and said I WORK HERE, YOU DON’T, BUT ANY TIME WITH MY NAKED DAD IS HOT AND A GOOD TIME!

Dad roared GOOD THING IT’S THE WEEKEND!

[fatjockass]

[bigandhuskyfellows]

and I just keep watching and drooling

[older2015]

[cumboyintn]

Son, you didn’t tell me your boyfriend was a car enthusiast. .. we’ll be back in a bit, I want to show him my tools in the garage.

[cumboyintn]

I went to school with Tim and at the time he was a popular guy in our class. This came about more because of his dad than anything else. You see Tim’s dad, Mr. Lewis, was a very successful businessman. He ran his own landscaping business and had been moderately wealthy from it. All the gold digging elite bitches followed tim around in hopes of snagging an easy ride.

It was the other thing that brought the rest of the females. You see, Mr. Lewis is endowed with a nine inch cock. We all knew it, ever since Tim let us know in the high school locker room during gym. The guys were impressed with Tim’s seven inch prong that they dated him to get hard so they could all see. When it got hard, Tim deflected the attention by telling us that his was a junior version of his dad’s.

From that point on, Tim was always dating. The ones who were forward enough managed to seduce not only Tim, but his old man as well. The rest of us guys were basically left to scrape up the remnants that were discarded.

It wasn’t really fair. Not only did Mr. Lewis have money and the prodigious member, he was a fucking stud as well. Since Mrs. Lewis had skipped town after realizing she didn’t want to be a mother, Tim’s dad was a free agent. He had a gym installed in his basement where he maintained a hot dad frame and the combo of his gruff daddy looks and hairy masculine frame had a steady stream of women yearning to experience him. Tim inherited the sexy hairy chest of his dad which made him that much more attractive to the ladies. It was rumored that one of Tim’s girlfriends actually took on both of them at the same time and Tim wasn’t about to deny any story that improved his prowess. I’m not sure if it was true or just a story that became true, but by our senior year it was common knowledge among us that he and his dad were quite the tag teaming legend in our town.

By the time I had gone off to college, Tim was managing his dad’s business and the stories were getting wilder. It was said that they never had the same bitch twice and they were extremely selective since their fame made them so desirable.

I meanwhile had followed my inner person and decided to come out as a gay man, no longer hiding my true self. The transition was no longer such a major impact in society, although it felt like the biggest freedom I had ever grabbed. I ended up accepted, friended, and loved. I met Chris at a campus rally and we became fast friends then lovers.

I graduated with my art degree and got a position in an advertising firm creating visual aides to help our clients sell their products. Chris received his education degree in phys Ed with a minor in history. Within a year of settling into a nice apartment he was teaching at my alma mater.

Things were good for us. Right up to the point I ran into Tim Lewis at the grocery store. He had beefed out a bit more and looked even hotter than he did in high school. I laughingly joked that he looked even more like his dad now and he flexed and said that he hears that a lot. Usually before an intense session of moaning and squelching noises.

We both laughed and I cautiously asked him if the rumors I had heard were true?

He got a cocky grin and asked me what rumors those might be?

I replied about the tag teaming you and your dad supposedly did.

His eyes got wide as his nostrils flared and a smiled curled across his face. He nodded and said it still is.

I gasped and retorted an incredulous “no shit!”

He said that he and dad were quite well known as the bull bros, based on how many times we’ve done it. In fact, about a year after I started working for him, we had guys coming to us to watch us fuck their wives or girlfriends. They remembered about our big dicks and wanted to see their bitches get satisfied by huge members.

“No fucking way!”, I replied and he nodded. Dad agreed on the one condition. They had to sit quietly and watch as we drove their women to new heights of pleasure. I gotta admit, it was a hundred times more intense cuckolding the guys. And dad was a ruthless bastard as he’d berate the husband and tell him just how much his wife was wishing it was us every time she saw his pathetically small penis after that.

It was so fantastic to be so domineering. Dad and I have a usual pattern as he lets the bitch pull out cocks out and hold them. As he coerces her to put her mouth where her hand is, he guides her to her knees, where she tries to get her mouth around his anaconda.

At this point I slip into my favorite spot of rimming the beauty where I can look up from her crack while I’m tongue punching her hole and see dad stuffing his sausage into her hungry maw. Once I get her holes moistened good, he swaps places with me and begins his masterful insertion into his choice of holes, usually both.

As she begins to moan from the heretofore stretching of her pussy walls by dad’s hard crank, I stuff my noise canceling shaft into her suddenly quiet mouth and begin to luxuriate in her attempts to deep throat my member.

I see the feral bestial stare across my dad’s face as he grips the fuck toy now gripping his sword like the best fitting scabbard in the world. We begin to synch in our strokes as we create a jelly mess of the bitch between us before telling the cuck we were both claiming his partner as part of our sexual dominance. It’s really impressive to hear dad roar like a mountain gorilla claiming his property when he cums. With his head usually pointed at the rafters and a tight grip holding her in place,I usually join into the fray and unleash my load as well straight into her throat. It’s so exciting to see those tears streaming down their faces knowing that it’s definitely tears of joy.

I mentioned that I figured that you two had run out of beauties as I recall the rumors stating that no one got to be fucked after then by you. Tim just smiled a cocky grin and said that when you were as sexually dominant as us, we could choose to be selective. He’ll we even had queers coming to us to see if it were true.

With a baited breath I asked him the result. He smiled and said that he and dad didn’t really care what gender. A beautiful body deserves to be completely fucked by the Bull Bros.

The cocky grin washed off my face as he said that. I figured me and Chris were safe from this madness because I always thought of Mr. Lewis as a strict ladies man. Turns out I was a bit premature on that.

Then he asked me about my partner as he had heard about me coming out. I imagine that you and he are living the high life in a nice two bedroom ranch house in the suburbs. I laughed and said that that wasn’t exactly true. Then I pulled out a picture of Chris and me taken at the beach last summer showing off his handsome figure and his lightly furred chest that I love to cuddle against.

He grinned and said that he sure looks like the new football coach. Do all you gays have that build? I laughed and said that it wasn’t a mold as he is the new coach. Started this past year.

He then gave me a quick stare before grinning. Then he told me that he believes he knows him. Dad and I went to the big homecoming game and saw him. When one of Dad’s friends mentioned that he was gay, my old man sat up a bit straighter. I saw him caress his growing lump. He told me that this guy deserved to be fucked by the best, don’t you think, Tim?

I zeroed in on his muscular ass cheeks and felt my mouth drooling, bud. You chose well, I gotta say. I had a couple buddies let him know that the resident porn stars of Wooster had taken an interest in sharing their prodigious poles with him. I was told what sealed his interest was when he found out we are father and son.

He waited for us after school and your man proved that what you can’t know from experience you can learn on the fly. Harry Martin, the assistant coach was there and witnessed your man become our unashamed bitch, begging to be fucked like a cheap whore. Frankly it was one of our more memorable encounters. He ended up taking a shower there because the slobber and come was just too thickly embedded in his tight black beard and chest hair.

If ever there was one I’d repeat, it would be him. Now that I know he’s your man, I’m definitely interested in splitting him open again with dad. When I tell him who he’s partners with, I’m pretty sure he would want to just to watch your face as he reclaims that ass. He always felt you were too big for your britches, but never could do anything about it. I think he’s gonna want to consult you for some ad work for the lawn service. Yull be drawing while plows the back forty… Of your man.

[bodybuildermilk]

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[afitstud69]

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[nicephysiques]

Bogdan Shemakin

[chestdayeverday]

Amazing view

[boi4daddyscock]

“there dad! harder, harder!” i moaned loudly as my dad rammed my asshole with his cock. 

“stop being so loud or else mom will hear you” replied my dad.

He pinned me to the shower wall and fucked me even harder.

“you are such a slut son” dad whispered into my ear.

[rutternut]

I pulled up to the driveway and got out of my car, taking a look into the garage as I saw Dan taking a knee and wrapping up his video recording. He was spouting some stuff about his routine and some motivational blurbs that he likes to finish with. His body was sleek and shiny from sweating during his workout, light reflecting off the big meaty pecs and his pumped up arms. He wrapped up the video as I walked in. "Hey, little bro, he grinned as he saw me.” “How are those videos coming along,” I asked as I went to motion at him the mesh garage screen to come down. “Yeah bring it down I just finished. And they’re okay, I’m not that great with editing yet, not sure how these other fitness influencers do it,” he grumbled. “Thanks again Wes, for loaning me the video equipment.” He said as he went to stretch on all fours. I shook my head. “No problem, but I was referring to those other videos you promised me.” I said as I walked up to where his head was down stretching.

He stopped and got nervous as he looked up at me. “C‘Mon Wes, the first 3 weren’t enough? I still have to edit and post this one that I just filmed.” I shook my head. “You know the deal, for each week you still owe me for the video equipment. I get one video of you taking it up one of your holes. It’s been almost a week so I’ll need another.” Dan groaned but nodded. “Okay,” what do you want this time?” I pulled out my phone. “How about a sloppy BJ? I’m sure you used to do it in the Marines with your friends.” He said nothing but didn’t refute my claim as he got up on one knee again to fumble with my pants and free out my cock. “You’ll still blur me out right?” “Yes yes, let’s get it started, stud.” I exasperatedly nodded. He licked my shaft before he started softly sucking on the head.

———

Dan had gotten out of the Marines a few weeks ago. Had no savings to his name. No idea what he wanted to do next, so he hit me up for a place to stay while he figured it out. He bummed around for a week before he suggested to me he’d try to make it big as a fitness influencer. I told him he’d be better off making an onlyfans, faster money that way. He was iffy on the idea, didn’t want people to think he was some whore, and I admit I wanted to see my muscle stud big stepbro naked and knocked down a peg, since he often thought himself better than others. I told him I’d front him $1000 and my video equipment I had lying around to kickstart his attempt on social media. But I’d also be running his onlyfans account and needed a video of him debasing himself every week. He’d get 2 months head start, and after a month if he was making more money from his online presence than his body then I’d shut down the account and give him another $2000. But if his lewd account got more traction that he’d have to commit to it as long as I want, with a cut for my managing troubles of course. Neither of us would know how much the other account was making until the end. I admit I was surprised by how good Dan looked naked and on camera. He had natural muscular features and liked to keep his body smooth. The first video he jerked off while deepthroating a dildo. The second video he had been fingering himself for about 20 minutes straight. Last week he gave me a video of himself facing away from the camera squatting up and down on a dildo he had bought. He looked good getting used, and I never commented on the hard-on he had in his videos.

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Dan looked up at the phone recording him as he went on the downstroke, trying to get deeper on my stiff rod which felt like an iron pole in his warm mouth. “So, doing what a Marine does best?” I asked as I pushed the back of his head in deeper, causing him to gag and make gurgling noises but he kept hold like a good slut. I let go and he pulled back out, tears forming in his eyes. “Just, you know, serving my country in any way I can,” he grinned and winked as he got back in on my dick. I was getting into it. I went down to play with his pecs as he kept on working. “Been thinking about that body of yours, it’s hot. You do good work on it.” He moaned as my fingers grazed his nipples and slurped away, mumbling thank you with a mouth full of cock. He pulled it out with a pop. “Been thinking about smoking on this piece for a while, was wondering when you were gonna use me.” He said, before switching to a more loose and sloppy suction, making it seem like he was the sluttiest cocksucker around. “Yeah? You’re into that?” I took out my cock and waves it around in front of him, as he nodded and whimpered chasing after it and letting it swing against his face.

He eventually got it back in his mouth and grabbed my hand and put it on top of his head. I got the hint he wanted me to go rough on him, so I held the back of his head and, while still recording, started to skullfuck him to completion. As I felt my load come, I pulled out and started to pump my cock. Dan dutifully opened his mouth and begged for my load as I roared and shot ropes of cum on his face, some landing on his neck and chest. As I came down, he slowly started to suck on my still stiff dick, softly cooing into it. “Did good, bro?” He asked, eyes up asking as he kept on my dick. I rubbed his head, causing him to groan. “Very good.” As I ended the recording.

[embarrassedanon]

As an influencer Harold was used to getting free stuff in exchange for a simple post. When the local acupuncturist reached out and suggest he come in for a free treatment and post about it he thought it sounded simple enough. He skimmed the contract and was getting poked and prodded within the week.

Imagine his mortification when the business owner showed him this footage of his convulsing cheeks from the session for his post. Harold tried to politely decline, saying he knew what his followers would rather see, but the owner didn't budge. He was quick to remind Harold about his contract that stipulated the business owner had final say over which assets Harold posted.

He wouldn't have signed if he knew it was his assets.

[pishifuzul]

your big brother's been into working out lately, and with how well he eats, it's been showing. the results have made him so in love with himself, flexing in the mirror and blocking doorways to strike poses for you, shrugging off your demands that he move. you punch him in his stomach—a soft give before a hard wall—and try to shove his arms out of the way—firm, unyielding, swollen. you tell him he's so annoying and such a meathead and the stupidest brother in the whole world, and he laughs that stupid obnoxious laugh and finally lets you through. you storm off in a huff promising to never speak to him again. he says whatever with grating glee in his voice. every night you slip your fingers in yourself wishing they were his, callused and strong. you imagine his hands pressing into your waist, your flesh tender against his knuckles. you replay the grunts you overhear when he's lifting in the garage, pretending his mouth is by your ear.

[ps2kazumakiryu]

Ototo

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[hypnobliss-deactivated20130603]

[competitivemen]

Reggie had been far from thrilled when he’d been assigned by his boss to look after the boss’s son, Bert, on top of his existing workload while still being expected to meet his upcoming deadlines.

The recent university graduate was an arrogant son of a bitch who had a massive sense of entitlement and treated Reggie and the rest of his father’s male employees like his own personal servants. Bert was even worse with the female employees, whom he constantly hit on and made extremely inappropriate sexual remarks towards. He was a sexual harassment lawsuit waiting to happen.

Reggie would have welcomed the prospect of Bert having to face the consequences of his actions if it wasn’t for the fact that Bert’s father had made it clear that if Bert got in hot water over his ‘harmless flirting’, it’d be Reggie’s job that would be on the line. With a mortgage and a newly pregnant wife to worry about, Reggie could not afford to be out of a job.

As such, he tried to think of anything he could to get Bert to control his inappropriate behaviour. Coming up empty-handed on ideas apart from talking to the man directly, Reggie invited Bert to his office, where he confronted him on his unprofessional attitude in the workplace towards his female colleagues and demanded he put a stop to it.

Bert had laughed right in Reggie’s face. He said that he knew that Reggie was only worried because his father was threatening Reggie’s job. But he just didn’t care enough about whether one of his dad’s lowly office drones kept his job or not to stop. And even if he did care, he still wouldn’t be able to stop making passes at the women in the office. As he put it, he’d always been a horny young man, and so when he saw a hot-looking chick in the office, he couldn’t help but start to get hard, and it was only right that the chick who caused the issue should be the one to take care of it. That was what his father was paying them for, right?

Reggie realised at that moment that he’d never be able to persuade the arrogant bastard standing in front of him to stop his behaviour with words. The only way to do so would be to find a way to deal with the punk’s overactive libido. And there was only one way Reggie could think of to do so that the son of a bitch would agree to.

With great reluctance, Reggie got onto his knees before Bert. From his now lower position and with wide pleading eyes, Reggie looked up at Bert and begged him to use Reggie to take out his sexual frustrations in place of the women in the office.

Bert was highly sceptical. He strongly protested that he wasn’t a fucking fag. Plus, even if he let Reggie live out his homo fantasies, he doubted that Reggie would be able to handle how often his cock needed to dump a load to be satisfied.

Desperate to get Bert to agree to the only idea he could think of to keep his job, Reggie replied by saying that Bert using Reggie as a cum dump wouldn’t make Bert gay, as it would just be the boss’s using a company asset to solve a problem, which is what he should be able to do by birthright. Plus, as Reggie was a company employee, Bert could use Reggie as much as he wanted for whatever purpose he wanted without having to worry about Reggie saying no at any point. Isn’t that what Bert’s father was paying Reggie a salary for?

Reggie didn’t really believe anything he was saying, but he knew that appealing to the arrogant bastard’s overly inflated sense of entitlement was the only way he’d be able to persuade him to agree to the deal and thus stop harassing the female workforce.

Bert only hesitated for a moment before he gave his agreement to the deal. Reggie had but a moment to feel relieved before Burt interrupted it by starting to quickly strip off his clothes, apparently intent on taking advantage of Reggie’s offer right away.

Reggie’s eyes went wide as he started to fully realise what he’d agreed to. He opened his mouth, perhaps to express that he’d changed his mind about the deal. But, before he could even get out a sound, Bert had finished undressing, grabbed the back of Reggie’s head, and thrust his hard cock past Reggie’s gaping lips.

Bert manhandled Reggie’s head about as roughly as he would a sex toy, with him ramming Reggie’s mouth up and down his cock with the same gentleness he’d treat a lump of plastic with.

Reggie had to work hard not to gag or choke too hard on the cock forcefully invading and stretching his throat. It was almost a relief when, with a muttered curse, Bert slammed his hips forward, buried his cock to the hilt down Reggie’s tight throat and blasted his cum down into Reggie’s stomach. At least that meant it was over.

As Bert withdrew his cock, allowing Reggie to take a full gasp of air, Bert surprised Reggie by complimenting him on how well he’d managed to take Bert’s cock, better than any woman had ever managed, in fact.

As Reggie struggled to regain his composure and Bert began getting dressed, Bert also said he’d definitely be using Reggie’s tight throat to dump another load the next time he got horny. Considering his usual recovery time and how many hot chicks were strutting around the office at the moment, he’d probably need to come back to dump another load in about an hour or two. He’d also need Reggie to stay late today, as he’d need to dump a few loads to tide him over until tomorrow. With that said, and now having gotten fully dressed, Bert strode out of the office, letting the door close behind him.

Still on his knees, the full weight of what exactly he’d gotten himself into threatened to crush Reggie’s spirit. Instead of letting it, Reggie forced himself to his feet and made his way over to his desk, knowing that he’d have to do as much of his actual work now, before Bert came back, if he wanted to meet his deadlines. But first, he’d have to give his wife a call. She needed to know that he’d be working late tonight after all.

[bearzoohuman]

[builtforbreeding]

Dad is addicted to cruising the public toilets. He'll bend over for anyone with a hard cock. Fat, muscular, ugly, hot, young, old, hung, average - doesn't matter to him. His thick meaty cunt was made to be mounted. He was born to help other men unload. Feels to right to let other men squirt their baby batter in his well used pussy. And you better believe he fingers out the cum when he gets home to taste his nameless breeders gift.

[stopitwolfe]

[stopitwolfe]