Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2011 07:25:54 +0100 From: Philip Burbidge Subject: Big Cock Little Cock 7 MM/b incest This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between adult men and an eight year old boy who belong to the same family. If you find this offensive, or it is illegal to read it where you live, please read no further. The acts described should not be emulated or copied. The story is based upon fantasy and wishful thinking. Chapter Seven A Family Get-together With Christmas fast approaching, Philip was getting more and more excited. Not because of the prospect of presents, as his mother thought, but of the probability of sex with his father, Marcus, and grandfather, George. The Christmas break duly arrived. Philip's grandparents came on the Friday evening and on the Saturday morning, his mother and grandmother went out to do some last minute Christmas shopping, leaving the men and Philip at home to amuse themselves. And amuse themselves they did! As soon as the women drove off, all three raced upstairs. The men groped, fondled and stripped the boy while he got their cocks out. Soon, all three were stark naked and sporting erections. After some preliminary feeling, sucking and wanking, the men placed Philip on all fours on the bed. Marcus knelt behind him, brandishing his cock, while George knelt in front of his grandson and slapped his face with his cock before wiping it around his face and sticking it in his mouth. Checking that his arse was well greased, Marcus then stuck his cock up his son's boycunt. George watched his son slide his cock all the way up his grandson, impelling him to fuck the boy's mouth. George got a real thrill watching his son thrusting his thick daddy cock in and out of his grandson's boycunt. It reminded him that twenty years earlier, he had fucked Marcus while George's father looked on and fucked his mouth, just as he was doing. Pedo-incest was a family tradition that went back centuries. If there was one thing real pedos liked second to sexing a little kid, it was watching another pedo do it. When it happened within the same family, it was even hornier! Marcus was getting a similar turn-on, being watched by his father while he fucked his son and watching his dad fuck the young boy's mouth! This was pedo-incest at its best! Both men cheered each other on. "That's it, son fuck his boycunt. Let him know who's boss," growled George, ploughing in and out of Philip's mouth. "Yes! Let's feed him family cock and spunk!" he replied, breathless. Meanwhile, Philip kept sucking on his granddad's dick. He noticed that the harder his dad fucked him, the harder he sucked on his granddad's cock. Both men fondled and wanked the little lad's prick. Finally, they were all ready to cum. Taking their cue from Marcus, as he began to unleash a big load of daddy spunk in Philip's arse hole, George pulled his cock out of his grandson's mouth and came all over his face. "Fucking hell!" exclaimed Marcus, "That was a big load!" "I've been waiting a long time for this!" cried George. Marcus stared as his son's face dripped with family man spunk. For twenty glorious seconds, Philip felt himself being filled up with spunk at both ends at the same time. He wanked himself to a dry orgasm as he was pumped full of pedo-incest spunk. He loved it! So much so that Marcus wondered what would satisfy his young cock hound after the New Year, when George would have to return home. _____________________________________________________________ Now before Marcus was able or inclined to sex his son, he got his rocks off by chatting to men with similar tastes, either on the phone or on-line. Over the years, he had often talked and wanked with two men who lived in his area of the country. After they had built up a relationship of mutual trust, they agreed to meet. The first guy turned out to be a Catholic priest of similar age, mid-thirties, who lived only ten miles away. Father Patrick Quinn had a fondness for choirboys aged between seven and twelve. Once a week, when his wife went to an evening class, he would drive over to Fr. Quinn with a bottle of wine and the two of them would swap pictures, exchange anecdotes & fantasies and toss themselves off as they watched a kiddie porn movie. They talked freely about pedo sex, man spunk and boy cunt. Fr. Quinn would describe his latest sexual encounter with an altar boy while Marcus would report on his progress with Philip. It had long been one of the priest's horniest fantasies to have a threesome with a father and his young son. So Marcus was sure he could call upon the priest's services in providing an extra cock and spunk! His second wank buddy, was Sergeant Spencer, a policeman of about forty, married, with two young children, aged four and five, whom he lusted over and had just started to `educate' about daddy cock. He lived about twenty miles away and he and Marcus used to meet up once every couple of weeks for a pervy wank session. Sgt. Spunker would up-date him on progress with his two youngsters. (Marcus called him Sgt. Spunker because of the amount of cum he could produce!) He often got his rocks off up young delinquents. When he caught them red-handed, breaking and entering or burgling a house, he would give them a stark choice: either submit to his sexual demands or be dragged through the courts. A surprising number chose the former option and limped off with an arse dripping with the policeman's spunk. He, too, was a prime candidate to be called upon to provide extra cock and spunk for his son. Comments and feedback welcomed at philipadrian@live.co.uk