Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 08:07:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Hot for Dads Subject: Dad, Butch, and Me (gay/incest) This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if you're not interested in grown sons fucking around with their father. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is! DAD, BUTCH, AND ME A few months ago, I saw a weekend weather report that predicted three or more feet of snow out in the countryside where my dad was living alone on his farm. The property wasn't as prosperous as it had been when my brother and I were growing up, but Dad refused to sell up and move into town after Mom died. He said the land was his, free and clear, and there wasn't any reason to give it up now. I concluded that the memories were what Dad didn't want to give up, and I can't say I disagreed with him. I even offered to move back to the farm and help him out when I graduated from college two years earlier. He had laughed and said the place might still be able to support one person but probably not two. I let him have his way and quickly found myself a job at the bank in town. Still, I did worry about him out there on his own, especially when such a big snowstorm was coming. As soon as the weather report was finished, I called Butch at college. "Hey, little brother," I said when he answered after just the first ring. "Hey, big brother," he laughed. "What's up?" "Just the usual," I said. "The same old seven inches, huh? Or have you pumped it up to eight inches since I was last there?" "No, I'm saving that job for you," I laughed. "Well, my roommate's out for the evening," Butch said casually. "Too bad you're two hours away." "You're telling me," I replied. "My cock is beginning to forget how your ass feels." "Damn, you're getting me hard just thinking about it, Henry." "Me too," I admitted, visualizing the first time I'd fucked Butch. He had walked into my bedroom one night when we were in high school and caught me jerking off. I yelled at him to get out, but he'd simply closed the door behind him and said he knew something way more fun to do with my dick. I just sat there stunned as he climbed on my bed, straddled my hips, and slowly slid his obviously slicked-up asshole down onto my cock. Unfortunately, I was so shocked and turned on that first time that I shot my load of fresh teen cum into Butch's ass before he'd even managed to slide all the way down. Since then, I'd more than made up for that quick first time, but I never did ask him what put the idea of seducing me into his head in the first place. "Are you stroking for me?" Butch asked at the other end of the phone. "Look, Butch," I said seriously, trying to get back to the original point of the call. "Have you seen the weather forecast?" "No, why?" he replied with obvious disappointment. "It looks like there's quite a storm moving in here for the weekend," I informed him, "and I'm worried about Dad being alone out at the farm." "Well, why don't you go out there before the storm hits and keep him company." "That's what I was thinking," I confirmed. "I was just wondering if there was any chance you could come home for the weekend and help out. There's going to be a lot of snow to shovel." "And lots of cum to shoot?" Butch asked with a laugh. "That's always a possibility after Dad goes to sleep." "I can't promise, but I'll see what I can do. It's already started to snow here." "Well, take care of yourself," I said. "Don't worry, I will," Butch replied. "And after I'm finished with that, I'll see about getting on the road." "You horny fucker," I laughed. "Look who's talking. Later." "Later," I said before the line went dead. ***** "What are you doing here?" Dad asked, coming out on the porch as I drove up in front of the farmhouse. "I thought you might need some help when the snow gets here," I replied, getting out of the car. I tossed my gym bag over my shoulder and then grabbed a couple bags of groceries out of the back seat. "It's not necessary, but you know you're always welcome here, Son." "Good, because I'm staying for the weekend," I said, sliding past Dad and heading inside. "You didn't need to bring food," Dad scolded me as he followed me to the kitchen. "You can never have too much food, especially with two growing boys in the house," I laughed, starting put things. "I wouldn't say I'm an old man, but I wouldn't say I'm a growing boy either." "I was talking about me and Butch." "Butch?" "Yeah, he said he might come home for the weekend." "You boys are spoiling me." "Just looking after you," I said, turning to give Dad a big bear hug. "We love you." ***** "Why's it so damn cold in here?" I asked Dad as we sat finishing up our dinner. "Snow's coming," Dad said, stating the obvious. "How low do you have the heat turned?" I pursued the point, but Dad stared down at his plate and didn't answer. "Is something wrong with the furnace?" "It gave up last week," Dad finally admitted. "I didn't have the money to call in someone to work on it. Winter's almost over." "You won't be able to tell that by the storm this weekend," I said, more severely than I intended. "The fireplaces in the living room and my bedroom are good enough for me," he replied defensively. "I wasn't expecting visitors. I didn't invite you, you know." "Then I guess Butch and I will sleep on the living room floor, if he makes it here. Do you at least have a good supply of wood?" "I've always got wood," Dad laughed, and I couldn't help wondering what he would think if he knew that that comment made my dick jump in my pants. "You might make yourself useful, though, and go bring in a few loads from the barn before the snow gets here." At the mention of loads, my cock jumped again. The more I thought about wood and loads, the harder my dick got. There was no way I could stand up now without Dad noticing. "After I'm finished eating," I mumbled. "Anything good on TV tonight?" I asked, trying to distract myself. "If not, we can watch a movie or something," Dad said, getting up to take his dishes into the kitchen. "Sounds good to me," I called out as I reached down and adjusted my hard cock so it would be a little less prominent when I had to stand up. ***** I could hear Dad still puttering around the kitchen when I brought in the final armful of wood and dumped it beside the living room fireplace. I'd already taken a few loads up to the master bedroom, so we should be all set for the weekend. Manual labor was more exhausting than working in a bank, and I wasn't used to it. I collapsed onto the sofa and grabbed the master remote from the coffee table. I pushed the system button and all the elements of the entertainment unit began to light up and some obnoxious commercial filled the TV screen. The DVD player started flashing "Hello" just as Dad entered the room. "What movie are you watching?" I asked, pressing the play button. "Nothing you would be interested in," Dad said quickly as he grabbed the remote and hit the stop button. "Just an old movie Butch gave me." "How do you know I wouldn't enjoy it?" I asked with surprise. "Butch has good taste in movies." "There's a game on," Dad persisted. "I would rather watch that." "Okay, it's your house." Dad sat down and turned the TV to a station that was showing a basketball game, and we watched in silence for a while. "How about a beer or two?" I said to break the silence between us. "They're in the 'fridge." "I'll be right back," I said and headed to the kitchen. "You can't complain about them not being cold enough," I laughed when I returned with a six-pack of beers. I handed one to Dad, took one for myself, and placed the other four on the coffee table. "Thanks, Son," Dad said without taking his eyes off the game. ***** By the time the basketball game had finished, the initial six-pack and the better part of a second one had been consumed. I'd only had a couple, but Dad imbibed quite a few more than I did. He'd also fallen asleep and was snoring softly. Even the final buzzer didn't stir him. I reached over and gently shook him by the shoulder to wake him up. "Huh, what?" Dad muttered as he struggled into wakefulness. "Game's over, Dad," I said. "I thought you might want to go up to bed." "Oh, thanks, Henry." Dad stood up a little unsteadily, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "See you in the morning." "Good night," I said as he left the room. I could hear him stumbling up the stairs, but I didn't want to make him feel overprotected, so I just listened and held my breath until he reached the top of the stairs and headed on down the hallway to his bedroom. I picked up the remote and flipped through the channels. When I hit a blaring commercial, I muted the sound and continued to search for something else worth watching. No luck. I was getting ready to turn the TV off and throw another log on the fire when I suddenly remembered the DVD and Dad's reluctance to let me see what was on it. I quickly hit the play button and sat back to watch. There were no menus or anything; the video just started right away. From the shaky motion and the initially blurred image, it was obviously an amateur production. I almost hit the stop button before the image suddenly zoomed into focus on a close-up of a thick, prominently veined cock sliding in and out of a glistening hairy asshole. I sat up quickly and stared at the screen. Butch gave this to Dad???? I watched the cock slide in and out of the ass a few more times and then I just collapsed back on the sofa in utter confusion. Suddenly, it dawned on me that the sound was still muted. I quickly held the remote up to the light, found the mute button again, and pressed. "Oh, fuck, your cock feels so good!" The scream blared into the room and I fumbled with the remote. "Harder! Harder! Harder!" I finally managed to find the volume button and pressed it as the last yell echoed around the living room. I glanced over to the door and hoped Dad was already asleep. "Oh yeah, that's it. That's it!" the voice coming out of the TV groaned. I stopped wondering about the source of the video and quickly unzipped my pants to release my hard cock. I figured I might as well stroke out a load before going to sleep. I tugged my balls free as well and let them fall back on the crotch fabric of my pants. I licked the palm of my right hand to cover it with saliva, and then I pressed my palm against my piss slit to mingle my leaking precum with the saliva. With a flick of my wrist, I worked my palm around the crown of my cock before slowly sliding my hand down to slick up my cock shaft as well. "You are such a fucking sexy man," the voice on the screen moaned, and my hand froze around my cock as the veined cock on the TV continued to slide in and out of the ass that unmistakably belonged to my younger brother, BUTCH! "Oh fuck," I hissed when I realized I was watching Butch get fucked and obviously enjoying it. I don't know why it took me so long to realize it was him. I'd heard him say the same things enough times when it was my own cock giving his ass a pounding. I made a mental note to warn Butch that Dad had found a sex video of him getting fucked. I didn't know how Butch would explain it, but at least if I warned him, he would have time to prepare some sort of defense. In the meantime, there was no reason not to finish the video. I reached down with my free hand and began tugging on my balls as I slowly started stroking my cock in rhythm with the veined cock that was sliding in and out of Butch's asshole. "Oh yeah," I moaned as my body responded to the visual and physical stimulation. "Take it, Bro." I bit my lower lip and tried to imagine that it was my cock fucking Butch, that it was his ass sliding up and down my cock. "We shouldn't be doing this, Son." Dad's voice filled the room and my hand froze on my cock. I whipped my head around to look at the doorway, expecting to see Dad standing there, but the doorway was empty. "You know you like it." The sound of Butch's voice made me turned back to the TV. The video was still focused on the asshole impaled by the thick, veined cock, but the cock was motionless. "Damn it, Butch, you know how much I like fucking your ass. That's not the point. I just lose control around you." My jaw dropped when my brain finally let me realize that the man talking to Butch--the man with his cock buried in Butch's ass--was none other than OUR DAD! "And I'm not complaining," Butch laughed. I could see his muscles quiver as he obviously worked his ass on Dad's cock. "Oh, Butch," Dad groaned. "Are you going to fuck me or what?" "Turn off the camera, Son," Dad pleaded with a note of desperation in his voice. "No, I want you to have something to enjoy while I'm away at college." "But if someone finds it." "When was the last time you had anyone over to watch movies?" Butch asked with a laugh. "Just fuck me, Dad." The cock remained motionless. After a moment, the camera slowly began to zoom out as the image traveled from Dad's cock to his bushy pubes to the beginning of his treasure trail, to his belly button, to the continuation of his treasure trail as it spread up across his flat, muscular stomach to his hairy defined pecs. I gulped as Dad's face, with its stubble-covered jaw, came into view. "What are you doing to me, Son?" Dad asked. His torment was clear from the expression on his face. "Loving you loving me, Dad," Butch said softly. "You do love me, don't you?" "You know I do, Son!" "Then give me what you know makes me happy. Give me your cock, Dad. Fuck me. Please." "Oh, Butch, you know I can't refuse you anything," Dad moaned as he closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. I chuckled lightly, realizing that Dad and I both liked biting out lower lip while we fucked Butch. "That's it, Dad," Butch sighed. "Feed me the cock that made me. Make us one. Use me and fill me with your seed." Dad's upper body began to sway, and I knew he had surrendered to giving Butch what he wanted. "Oh yeah, Dad," I whispered as I finally began stroking my own cock again. "Oh, Daddy," Butch moaned as he slowly ran the camera back down over Dad's sweat-glistening body until the screen was once again filled with Dad's cock gliding smoothly in and out of Butch's ass. In and out. In and out. "Butch, Butch, Butch," Dad grunted. "My little Butchy. Oh, Son." "That's it, Dad," Butch egged him on. "Fill your own son's ass with that thick daddy cock of yours. Possess me, Dad. I want you so much. I want your cum in me. I want to be one with you. FUCK ME, DADDY!" I don't know how long I watched my brother getting fucked by my dad, but I had to edge several times because I wasn't ready for this experience to end. I didn't want to cum until my dad was filling Butch's ass. I wanted to empty my balls along with him. "Fuck, Butch," Dad finally groaned, "I can't last any longer." "Then do it, Dad," Butch ordered. "Flood my ass. Fill me with your hot cum. You know I can take it. You know how much I love it. You know how much I love you, Dad." "I'M CUMMING, BUTCH," Dad bellowed. "Cum, cum, cum, cum," Butch chanted with each final thrust of Dad's cock. I sped up my own stroking so I wouldn't be left behind. "I LOVE YOU, SON!" Dad screamed as he buried his cock in Butch's ass and began to tremble. "I love you, Dad," Butch whispered, and then he quickly flipped the camera up to show Dad's face in full orgasm. His eyes were closed. His mouth was open. He was panting erratically. Suddenly, an indescribable look that seemed to combine shock, panic, and pure ecstasy took over Dad's face, and I knew in that instant that he was flooding Butch's ass with his hot daddy cum. "Oh fuck, Dad!" I groaned and my fist flew furiously up and down my slick red cock shaft. As Dad's face relaxed into elated post-orgasmic pleasure and his eyes opened, looking directly at the camera and directly at me, I slammed my fist down to my pubes, thrust my hips into the air, and started spraying my cum all over. I could feel the blasts of cum landing on my cheek, my chest, my stomach, but I couldn't pull my eyes away from Dad's gaze. As the last of my cum oozed down my shaft and onto my fist, I finally let out the breath that I'd been holding without realizing it. I closed my eyes and completely relaxed my body. "Having fun?" My eyes flew open as I quickly turned my head to see Butch standing at the end of the sofa. "How long have you been there?" I was slightly embarrassed. "I just got here for the big finish, although," Butch added with a slight nod toward the TV, "you could say I've been here all along." "You've got a lot of explaining to do, young man," I said with a laugh as I paused the video, wiped cum off of my cheek, and then licked my fingers clean. "Why is it so fucking cold in here?" Butch asked. "The furnace is down and Dad decided to stick with wood heating." "Well, if anyone knows about wood, he does," Butch laughed, collapsing on the sofa beside me. "Are you going to explain that or not?" I asked, nodding toward the TV screen, which showed a still frame of our smiling Dad. "I wanted him to have something to remember me by while I was away at college." "You know I don't mean just the video. How long has Dad been fucking you?" "Longer than you have." "You're fucking lying." "Why should I? It started the same way it did with you. Well, sort of. I came home from school sick one day and caught Dad jacking off to some straight porn." "Where was Mom?" I asked. She'd always been there when we got home from school. "I have no idea," Butch replied dismissively. "Anyway, Dad didn't hear me get home, so I just stood and watched him stroking until I got my chance. He finally closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of the sofa. I quietly put down my books and sneaked across the room. Dad was playing with his nipples with one hand and stroking his cock with the other as the TV continued to blare all the moans and groans and slapping noises from the porn. Dad had shoved the coffee table away from the sofa to give him jacking space, so there was plenty of room at his feet. I knelt down and was mesmerized by the sight of Dad's hand steadily stroking his cock, which also made his balls jiggle up and down. Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I just leaned forward and started licking Dad's balls. "You didn't!" I laughed. "I did," my little brother said with pride. "Dad pulled his cock to the side so he could see it was me. 'Butch!' he roared with a combination of shock and anger, but I just kept licking away at his balls. 'Stop it," he ordered, but there was no stopping me. I just leaned forward and licked his cock all the way from his balls to his fist. As soon as my tongue touched his hand, he yanked it away and his cock slapped me in the face." "I'll bet you enjoyed that," I said knowingly. "Of course I did," Butch laughed. "But I didn't waste any time grabbing the slick shaft and aiming the precum-leaking head right at my mouth. 'Don't you dare,' he said, but he didn't make any move to stop me. Instead, he actually groaned as his cock slid farther and farther into my mouth." "You slut," I laughed. "You're just jealous that it wasn't you with Dad's cock in your mouth," Butch said with a raised eyebrow." "Of course I am," I said honestly. "I can't believe you never told me!" "I didn't want to freak Dad out by telling him that both of his manly sons really wanted to have sex with him. I think just one of us made him uncomfortable enough. But not so uncomfortable that he had a problem filling my mouth with cum after I sucked on his cock for a few minutes the first time." "Lucky you." "I thought so too, and then he started in with all the guilty crap about the fact that it shouldn't have happened and could never happen again and I couldn't tell anyone or he would be in big trouble." "Obviously, you didn't listen." "Nope, I caught him alone out in the barn a few days later and one thing led to another, which led to me swallowing my second load of his cum. Speaking of..." Butch's voice trailed off before he casually reached over and dragged his hand across my stomach. A huge grin crossed my face as Butch inhaled the scent of my cum before licking his palm. "Mmmmm, as good as ever." "It's all yours," I said, stretching out. Until that moment, I'd completely forgotten that I was sitting there with my cock hanging out and my body covered with cum. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed Butch licking me clean. ***** As the wood burned lower in the fireplace, Butch went on to tell me all about the first time he convinced Dad to fuck him. I was so turned on by Butch's description and the similar visuals I'd already seen earlier that I had to do something. I freed Butch's cock from his jeans and sucked him enthusiastically as the story progressed. When my brother got to the point where Dad filled his ass with daddy seed for the first time, I felt Butch's cock expand and stiffen even more before he flooded my mouth with delicious cum. I swallowed every drop and then licked his cock immaculately clean. "Thanks, I needed that," Butch laughed. "So did I," I said, licking my lips. "We need to put some more wood on that fire, or we're going to freeze to death," Butch said as he tucked his cock back in his jeans. "I've got a better idea if you're up for it." "I'm not sure I'm up for anything at the moment," he laughed. "I'm just thinking we could put some more wood on the fire in Dad's room and join him in his bed. Three bodies giving off heat together is better than just two or even one. We can't let Dad get too cold." "Sounds good to me," Butch agreed with a shrug. "And if anything comes up... Well, there's no better source of heat than friction." "You horny fucker." "Well, it's about time you share Dad with me," I said seriously. "I haven't been enough for you?" Butch laughed. "You know that's not what it's about at all." "I know," Butch replied, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. "Grab some wood and follow me. And I don't mean your own wood," he added, giving my hard cock a quick pat. ***** Butch followed me up the stairs and stood behind me as I pushed the door to Dad's bedroom open. The moonlight, which illuminated the snow falling outside the window, provided enough light for me to see Dad spread out facedown on top of his bed. He was still fully clothed. Butch and I deposited our wood next to the fireplace, and I put a couple pieces on the fire to build it up. I then motioned for Butch to follow me over to the bed. We each grabbed a boot and pulled them off of Dad's feet, and then we removed his socks. "Mmph," Dad mumbled into his pillow. "Go back to sleep, Dad," Butch said softly. "It's just me. Butch." Dad managed to roll over on his back, but I quickly stepped into the shadows before he opened his eyes. "Where's Henry?" "He's sprawled out on the sofa downstairs," Butch replied. "I guess you two had some beers this evening." "Couple," Dad mumbled. He must have realized he was still dressed, because he suddenly draped his legs over the side of the bed and forced himself into a sitting position before trying, without much success, to unbutton his shirt. "Let me help you, Dad," Butch offered. "Quiet. Mustn't. Henry." "Shhhhhh," Butch whispered as he dropped to his knees and unbuttoned Dad's shirt. "There we go," he added, pushing the shirt back off of Dad's broad shoulders. "The movie," Dad slurred, pulling his arms out of the shirt. The DVD had obviously swum into the remote recesses of his consciousness. "Don't let Henry--" "Let's just get you ready for bed," Butch interrupted as he unfastened Dad's pants. "Lift up." Dad somehow managed to raise himself up without falling over, and Butch quickly pulled Dad's pants, along with his underwear, down over his thighs. "There we go," Butch said quietly, leaning forward to give Dad's soft cock a quick suck. "Good boy, Butchy," Dad muttered before falling backward on the bed. Butch smiled toward me in the shadows and then finished removing Dad's pants and underwear. I stared at Dad's naked body on full display in the moonlight and took a tentative step forward. Butch motioned for me to stop. "Can I sleep with you tonight, Dad?" Butch asked as he lifted Dad's legs and put them on the bed. Dad just mumbled what I took to be an assent and rolled over. Butch shoved the blankets against Dad's back and then gently rolled him backward onto the sheets. "That's better," Butch said as he pulled the blankets back over Dad, who turned back toward the center of the bed. Butch quickly slipped out of his clothes and motioned for me to do the same as he approached me in the shadows. "What do you want?" he asked. "What?" "This is your chance. Do you want to suck him? Fuck him? Get fucked?" "I want him to fuck me," I whispered, "but I don't think he's in any condition." "You don't know Dad," Butch laughed. "Follow me." He led the way over to Dad's nightstand, opened the drawer, pulled something out, and then proudly raised his hand for me to see the tube of lube that he was holding. "Bend over," he whispered. I turned around and obeyed his order. "FUCK!" I hissed as chills shot through my body with the first touch of that ice-cold lube being applied to my asshole by Butch. "Butchy?" Dad moaned. "I'll be with you in a minute, Dad," Butch called as he continued to work on my ass. I tried to stop shivering while he made sure I was fully lubed, but I was freezing. "Ready?" Butch whispered in my ear when he was finished. "Now or never," I laughed quietly. "Come on then," Butch said as he took my hand and led me around the bed. "Get in and spoon back against him," my brother whispered. I gave Butch a quick kiss. "Thank you," I whispered into his mouth. Then I lifted the blankets and climbed naked into the bed with my naked father. As I was scooting back closer to Dad, Butch watched with a big grin on his face. Spooning with Dad was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be. As soon as he felt me getting closer, he draped his arm over my side and dragged me back against him. I nearly swooned at the first feeling of my dad's warm hairy chest pressed against my cold smooth back. Dad began gently nuzzling and kissing the back of my neck. "Oh, Butchy, you feel so good," Dad moaned. "It's been too long." Butch quickly leaned in over the edge of the bed until our lips were almost touching, and then he said, "It sure has, Dad." He was so close to me that his voice could have conceivably been coming from my mouth. "Mmmm," Dad sighed as he slid his hand down across my stomach and finally found my stiff cock. "Nice," he murmured as he began slowly stroking me. I could feel his own cock stiffening and pressing against my ass cheeks. It wasn't long before he released my cock and pulled his hand back. I could feel his hand working its way between our bodies until he had his own cock in that hand and was trying to direct it where I wanted it to be. I moved my hips forward a bit to give him more room, and almost instantly Dad's cock head was pressing against my tight asshole. "Let me in, Butchy. Please let me in," Dad whimpered. "Whatever you want," Butch whispered with a grin. I inhaled deeply and concentrated on relaxing my ass muscles. Dad continued to press forward until his cock popped into my lubed asshole. "Oh god," I moaned. "Oh yeah," Dad sighed as he continued to press forward and bury his cock all the way up my ass. "You always feel so good on my cock." Dad slid his hand back over my side and firmly pressed against my stomach to force me back onto his cock. "Love you, Son," he murmured when our bodies were fully united. "I love you too, Dad," I said, and I could feel Dad's body freeze. "Butch?" Dad asked nervously. "Yeah, Dad," Butch whispered. "Don't stop. I love the feeling of your cock in my ass." "Damn," Dad sighed, "for a second there you sounded like Henry." "Would that be so bad?" Butch laughed as Dad again began to slide his cock slowly in and out of my asshole. "I never thought about it," Dad moaned. "You've always given me all the ass I wanted." "You never thought of fucking Henry?" Butch pursued. I was so turned on knowing it was my dad's cock giving my asshole a working over that I couldn't help moaning with pleasure. I just had to try desperately not to moan while Butch was talking. "Oh yeah," Dad groaned, "but he never showed any interest. Why risk pissing him off when your ass was so handy?" "Harder, Dad," Butch said. "You know how hard I like it." Butch gave me a wink and backed away from the bed as Dad began to increase the power and the thrust of his hard cock into my excited asshole. I moaned loudly from the sheer pleasure that Dad's dick was giving me. "Shhhh," Dad hissed quickly. "You'll wake Henry." "Sorry," I mumbled and tried to stifle the moans but without much success. I couldn't help myself. I'd dreamed about getting fucked by Dad for so many years, and now it had become a reality. I wanted to shout it from the rooftop and let the entire world know how much I loved it. As the volume of my moans began to escalate again, Dad clamped a rough hand over my mouth. "Damn, Butch, you've never made so much noise before. You'd think this was your first time with my cock up your ass." I couldn't hide the secret any more. "It is, Dad," I mumbled into his palm. "What?" Dad asked, removing his hand and letting it fall back on my stomach. "It is the first time I've had your cock in my ass, Dad, and I love it. Fuck me, Dad. Fuck me." Dad froze. "Don't stop." "Henry?" Dad said with a note of panic. "Please, Dad," I begged. "Please." "Henry knows what he wants, Dad," Butch confirmed as he walked around the bed and climbed in behind Dad. "Just give it to him." I held my breath and waited for what seemed like an eternity, and then I felt Dad slowly withdrawing his cock. When the head reached the limit and was ready to pop free, I said, "Please don't pull out, Dad. Your cock feels so good in my ass." Dad froze again for a moment. "Please fuck me," I begged as I placed my hand on top of his on my stomach and pressed it firmly. "Oh, Henry," Dad groaned, but then he slowly began pressing his cock back into my ass, and I knew I was going to get what I wanted. "Yes," I cheered. "Thank you, Butch. Thank you so much. Oh, Dad, you feel so fucking amazing inside me." "And your ass feels so good on my cock, Henry. I never thought you'd be up for this or we would have been doing this years ago." "I wish we had been," I confirmed. "But now we can enjoy making up for lost time." "You bet your sweet ass we're going to make up for lost time, Son," Dad said as he began to thrust harder and deeper into me. "Oh shit!" he hollered as he gave a sharp, deep thrust and froze. "What?" I asked with surprise. "Are you cumming already?" "No, but your brother's joining the act," Dad laughed. "And that lube is fucking freezing." "Tell me about it," I laughed. "You'll get used to it. "I don't much care whether you do or not," Butch laughed. "My dick is going to shove that cold lube up your ass whether you're ready or not." "Oh, I'm ready, Butchy," Dad declared. "I'm ready." "I thought you would be," Butch grunted. "SHIT!" Dad bellowed. "Take it easy back there. Give me a minute to adjust." "Sorry, Dad," Butch sighed, "I just couldn't wait. You know how much I like your ass, and I've been away at college too long." "You sure have," Dad said, taking a deep breath. "I was feeling so sorry for myself earlier this evening. I had no idea I'd find myself in a fuck sandwich with my own two boys before the night was over." "Oh, this night is a long way from over," Butch laughed. "I hope so," I agreed. "Okay, Butch," Dad said seductively, "I'm ready now, but start slow." "Just the way I like it," Butch agreed. I could feel Dad's cock sliding out of me as he pulled his hips back to meet Butch's cock and maximize the depth of the penetration. "Oh yeah, Butch," Dad sighed. "You ain't kidding," Butch moaned. "Damn, Dad." "Don't forget about me," I laughed. "Not possible," Dad replied as he slowly pressed his hips forward and filled my ass with his cock again. "That's better," I sighed. "This is so fucking hot," Dad groaned, as he pulled his cock out of me, which meant he was sliding his ass back on Butch's cock. "Definitely," Butch agreed, and I could feel him draping his arm across our sides and resting his hand on top of Dad's hand, which was still pressing against my stomach. I placed my hand on top of Butch's hand and gave it a slight squeeze. We remained in that position for a long time, all of us just enjoying the slow, shallow penetrations and withdrawals of our first threeway together. The motions were so soothing, I almost fell asleep; I was that relaxed. Dad had slid his other arm under my neck, and I just relaxed my head onto his bicep. I gave him an occasional kiss in the crook of his elbow, and he responded with a kiss on the back of my neck. I was so relaxed that I literally jumped when Butch's hand eventually slid lower and wrapped around my semihard cock. "Feels like someone needs a little more stimulation," Butch laughed. "Want to trade places, Henry?" "Sure," I said, although I was perfectly content with our current positions. "Okay, everyone roll over," Dad laughed as his cock popped out of me. "Hand me that lube, Butch." As I rolled over, I grabbed my dick and tugged on it several times to get it back to full hardness. I also thought about the fact that I was finally going to be entering my Dad's ass for the very first time. That definitely did the trick of guaranteeing that my cock was rock hard. "Damn! You weren't kidding about that lube being cold," Butch suddenly yelled. "Butch up, Butch," Dad laughed as he obviously prepared Butch's ass for penetration. "Now, let's get back to work," Dad added as he shifted closer to Butch. I quickly moved forward as well to spoon against Dad. "Mmmm," I sighed as my cock slipped smoothly into Dad's ass, which was already full of lube and Butch's precum. "I think Henry's bigger than you, Butch," Dad grunted. "Not much," Butch said defensively. "It's enough," Dad laughed, tightening his ass on my cock as I continued to probe deeper and deeper. "Maybe you would prefer to be left alone with him then," Butch joked. "Not on your life, Son," Dad said. "Now relax that ass and let your daddy's cock in. "Whatever you say, Dad," Butch sighed, and I could feel Dad's hips pull away from me as he penetrated Butch and proceeded to fill him with cock. I inched forward in an attempt to continue my own penetration of Dad. "Damn, you're tight, Dad," I groaned as I began to slide my cock slowly out of his ass and force it back in. "I try my best," Dad chuckled, which caused his ass to spasm on my cock. "Oh fuck," I moaned. "I can't hold back, Dad. I've gotta fuck this ass." "Go for it, Son," Dad replied, and I quickly increased my fucking speed until I was really slamming Dad's ass hard and deep. "Oh yeah," Dad responded, "that's it, Son." "You must be jackhammering him back there," Butch laughed. "Shut up," I grunted. "I'm not complaining," Butch laughed. "You're driving his cock good and deep in my ass. Keep it up, Bro." "Oh fuck, Dad, I can't...," I groaned. "I want to last but... Oh, Dad." "Shoot it, Henry," Dad called out. "Fill my ass with cum. It's been waiting years for your seed." "OH DAD," I screamed as I slammed my cock as deep as I could into Dad's ass. I gripped his shoulders with all my strength as my cum started to erupt. "OH DAD," I repeated as my balls churned up my cum and pumped it on through my cock and into Dad's ass. Pump, pump, pump. "Fill me up, Henry," Dad egged me on. "Don't stop now!" "Oh fuck," I grunted as my balls gave out. I didn't have another shot of cum left. "We have to do that again, and soon!" I sighed as I slowly pulled my cock out of Dad's ass and rolled over onto my back. "Let him finish taking care of me first," Butch laughed. "Roll over with me, Son," Dad ordered. I glanced toward them and saw Dad roll onto his back. Butch, still impaled on Dad's cock, rolled on top of him and sat up. "Time to sit and spin," Butch laughed as he rotated himself on Dad's cock until he and Dad were face to face. "That's better," Dad said, grabbing Butch's thighs. "Now, show Henry how much you enjoy riding Daddy's cock." "Oh yeah," Butch groaned as he slowly pushed his hips forward and pulled his ass off of Dad's cock. I watched with fascination as more and more of Dad's cock emerged and then slowly began to disappear back inside Butch. "Mmmmm, nice," Dad sighed. "Faster, Butch. Ride me, Son." "You've got it," Butch replied. I continued to watch as Dad's cock began to disappear and reappear with growing rapidity. Butch was definitely thrusting his ass back hard to impale himself on our dad's cock. His butt cheeks slapped against Dad's flesh, as Dad began releasing Butch's thighs and clutching them again at a rapid pace." "You two are so fucking hot," I said. You ain't seen nothing yet," Butch groaned. "Pump me, Dad," he ordered, and Dad released one thigh so he could wrap that hand around Butch's cock. "OH YEAH," Butch bellowed as he alternated between thrusting his ass back onto Dad's cock and thrusting his cock forward through Dad's tight grip. "Yeah, shoot that cum all over me," Dad said. "I'm ready for my cum bath, Son." "Are you close?" Butch panted. "Just go for it, Son. Don't worry about me." "OH FUCK, DAD!" Butch roared as he thrust his engorged cock through Dad's fist one last time and started unleashing loads of thick hot cum. They splattered all over Dad, who immediately started pumping his own cock into Butch's ass with rapid shallow thrusts. "YEAH, SON!" Dad roared back as Butch's cum continued to fall on Dad. I watched Dad's cock penetrate Butch all the way to the balls. "TAKE DADDY'S CUM, SON." "OH, OH, oh, oh," grunted Butch as he was reflexively continuing to thrust his cock into Dad's tight fist and then shove his ass back onto Dad's spewing cock. Dad's thighs quivered as he held his hips off the bed to guarantee his maximum penetration. "OH, BUTCH!" he finally groaned as he let his hips fall back onto the mattress. "Damn, Dad, you really gave Henry a show." Butch threw his hands back and planted them on the mattress to catch himself as he sat down on Dad's cock and tried to catch his breath. "We sure did," Dad laughed, rubbing Butch's cum all over his hairy stomach and chest. "Save some for me!" I quickly grabbed Dad's hand and sucked each of his fingers clean before licking more of Butch's cum from Dad's palm. "Don't worry," Butch said, "there's more where that came from." "I know," I said, "but it's so fucking hot to lick your cum off of Dad." I moved on to licking Dad's stomach and chest, and I savored every mouthful of Butch's cum mixed with Dad's sweat. "I'm sure we can arrange a repeat," Dad laughed, "after you give me a chance to recover." "Is it just me, or is it hot in here?" Butch asked innocently. "It's definitely hot in here," I laughed. By that point, I'd finished licking Dad clean, so I stretched out beside him and cuddled in close. Butch shoved his weight forward, letting Dad's cock slide out of his ass, and then stretched out on Dad's other side. Almost simultaneously, Butch and I leaned in and began to suck on Dad's nipples, which caused him to sigh contentedly. I let my hand trail down over Dad's stomach and found Butch's hand already stroking Dad's softening cock. I just kept trailing my hand lower until Dad's balls were in my hand, and then I gave them a gentle squeeze. Dad let out a satisfied moan and said, "Who needs to throw away good money to fix the furnace when I can get all the heat I need from my own two hot sons?" ------------------- Hope you enjoyed this little bit of family fun. Always play SAFE in the real world; you never know where that thing has been! ;) Don't forget that Nifty needs your donations to help provide these stories for your entertainment and relief! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. For other stories by this author, check out www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#hotfordads.