Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2016 11:56:36 +0000 (UTC) From: Chesty St. Clair Subject: Confessions of a Teenage Slut - Part 5 (Gay Incest) This story is a fantasy about underage kid involved in an incestuous relationship between him, his father, his uncle and his brother. He frequently has sex with other boys and numerous men. If you are offended by gay male incest or inter-generational sex, do not read this story. Remember Nifty offers something no other site offers, great stories and great fantasies brought to life by you, through the power of your mind. Please donate to these fine hardworking people at nifty.org - anything helps! Compliments welcome! biscuitsthedog@yahoo.com Confessions of a Teenage Slut - Part 5 - Getting laid by dad for the first time Like I said in part 3, my brother was the first person to lay me. Though I came many times dry, I had my first wet cum when I was just past 11 1/2, as my brother just turned 13. I came early come paired to some, but I am sure it was because I swallowing at 3-4 loads of cum minimum a day just between dad and my brother. If Uncle Richard stopped, but I usually could coax a couple loads out of his nuts. Weekends, I could easily swallow 20 loads between the 3 of them. I found out later dad started giving my brother pointers on laying me for the first time and told him that when I had my first cum, I should be ready. My brother sucked my dick a lot coaxing my balls to produce sperm and he gleefully swallowed my first load, as it was his permission by dad to give me my first lay. He didn't wait, he fucked me there and then. He was prepared, as we had some "oils" we jerked off and jerked each other off with. Anthony had fingered and eaten my ass before, so there wasn't a complete lack of knowledge to feeling things against my hole. He licked my ass a little, put some of the oil on my hole, he put my legs in position and pushed his cock in me. The pain was searing and immediate, I wanted to push him off, but at the same time, I didn't care about it, I wanted it so bad. Once Anthony was completely inside me, his grin so wide and big. I was completely hooked. He held himself in place and I adjusted to the new feelings. He asked if I was alright, I nodded yes. He leaned down and kissed me. I knew how much this meant to him and to me for that matter, our first time. Anthony made love to me in the best way a horny 13 yo big brother can make love to little bro the first time. He was awkward, anxious and wanting to last, but it wasn't long until nature took over and made my brother complete the act, spilling his seed deep inside me. He kissed me and told me he loved me, that I was the best little brother, a big bro could have. At that very moment, we had changed. That bond that dad wanted us to have, was now complete. For the first real time, I felt like I was a part of my brother's life, as I didn't have the interest in sports, cars, etc, that he and dad shared. Each time, my brother didn't last long, as most his age don't, but like any 13 yo, he was always horny to fuck. In that first week, he had his dick in me from just about every position possible. He even taught me how to clean myself up for fucking, like I said, he was the best big brother, I could imagine having. When we would go to bed, my brother liked to fuck. Since we started to fuck, the amount of sex we were having escalated, as we were sucking each others dicks still and now he was fucking me as well. By the time we would get to our evening fuck, he'd be on his 4th or 5th load, so he was lasting. Like when I first introduced my brother, he loved to fuck and became good at it quickly. It was a Friday, dad was beat and headed to bed early, so my brother and I were like, let's go in our bedroom and fuck. I get ready, met in his bed and we started innocently enough, kissing, playing with each other dicks and then lust overtook my brother. He was crazed that the only relief he was going to get was to get his dick in me now and as soon as he plunged his cock in me, I was infected with the same lust. I had gotten to that point that I could really let go and take a fuck and Anthony got to that point where he could just really put the fuck into you. I remember as it was yesterday. Anthony is just fucking my brains out, the bed is not only singing, it is banging like a drum against wall to beat of my screams of passion. All the while, the bedroom door is wide open, and we are screwing like 2 crazed animals in heat. Somehow during the moment, I kind of came to, and could see dad's frame in the darkness of the doorway. He's watching us. Naked, hard, watching his two sons fuck like there was no tomorrow. All I could do was moan whisper "dad's watching us" in my brother's ear, as he leaned down to kiss me and stroke his dick as deep as he could in my ass. As soon as I said it, Anthony, being a person that loves to be watched, could barely contain himself. He pulled up off me me to give dad a better view of how he was laying his little brother, and at the same time, the excitement of it all, from being watched, to my moans of approval, Anthony started to spasm. FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK, bang, bang, bang the bed harshly beat out the sounds from the final strokes of my brother's load being sprayed inside me. Once my brother finally gained his composure, he was covered in sweat, and panting. I laid in the bed, completely fucked, covered in my brother's sweat, my hole still pulsing around my brother's softening cock. Without missing a beat, dad moved my brother aside, pulling Anthony's dick out of me. Dad got into position, hard as I had ever seen him, crazed with an insane amount of passion and lust, puts his dick against my pulsing cock craving hole, He looks me dead in the eyes, "you ok with this?" was all he said, all I could do was nod yes. My mind may have been racing, but I knew exactly what I wanted and it was dad. As he pushed himself in me, a gasp escaped from both of us. When his fat fucking dick was fully in my now stretched hole, he told me how good I was making him feel, how much he needed this and how much he loved me. He did his best to make love to me, as my little hands explored his back muscles working his love in me. But it was too much. When something is meant to happen like dad and I, it is impossible to keep it in check. Each stroke was better than the last, both for myself and dad and soon we were fucking in a crazed lust. My dad's dick piston in me like an engine of pleasure. Dad's sweat mixed with my brother's and I could really smell dad's lust covering me. The sights and smells proved too much for me and my little body shook, shook like an earthquake of an orgasm built from the core of my body. Not only was I cumming from my cock, my whole body came alive, and tingled. All I could do was to beg my dad not to stop. To keep fucking me, to get his needs met. I felt almost consumed by his passion to the point I fell limp under him, as he continued to pelt my body's insides with his cock. Dad placed his hands on the headboard behind us, making sure that his fuck was going as deep as possible, as he was starting to swell with his love. He grunted, he groaned and then he screamed, FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK son, I'm cumming, FEELLSSSS SOOOOO FUCKING GOOD. Not knowing completely what to do, I held on to him and did my best to pull him as deep as possible in me. All I could think about was how badly I wanted that cum in me, and how deep I wanted it, how happy I was that dad was cumming in me. I was finally fully meeting his needs. After he was fully done, after each spray of cum sprayed fully in me, he wouldn't stop kissing me and I couldn't stop kissing him back. We laughed and giggled, as his drenched sweat covered body dripped uncontrollable after on me, All my little hands could do was lovingly explore his body, and as he regained his breath, he must of realized Anthony was there the whole time, and we finally broke our gaze. We looked over and Anthony seemed just as dazed to what he just witnessed. He'd cum a second time, but neither dad nor I knew, all we could see was the evidence. Then the best feeling in the world lead to what I jokingly call, the worst feeling in the world, dad withdrawing his dick from me. As soon as it plopped out of my cum filled hole, I felt empty and anxious to keep what was left of him, his semen in me. I moaned, as if some how I could enliven his snake to slide back in me. Dad and my brother started laughing and giggling. Both exclaiming, like fratboys, "damn!", and "fuck that felt good". Dad and Anthony were bonding over fucking me and that really turned me on for lack of a better term. For the first time I felt like I was fitting in with them in a deeper way. I loved how they were gushing on what a good fuck I was, it strangely made me feel special. After, the 3 of us headed to the living room. Dad rolled a jay, and shared it with my brother and I. I was stoned for the first time and cuddled next to my dad, embraced by an after glow of our love. The more dad and Anthony smoked, the harder they got. I put dad in my mouth and soon Anthony was lined up behind me. Dad took us to his bedroom, where my brother and dad took their turns. While I was getting fucked and loving it, this was dad and Anthony bonding. Bonding at sharing some good hole, and I couldn't have loved them more. The 3 of us had sex together and apart, that weekend, and for many years to come. If dad heard my brother and I fucking, he knew he could tap in if he wanted, or wait until my brother came, and bring me to his bed. Same with my brother, he walked in on dad balls deep in me many times, and ask dad to tap in, "use the family pussy", as they would sometimes call me. The thing about getting fucked at a young age, the more you get, the more you crave it. My mouth and my hole was always craving dick. It was my luck (at least to me) they also both shared a love of sharing me with their friends, and with dad that sharing included his best friend, his brother Richard, who became the 3rd person to have fucked me.