Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2013 17:19:25 -0600 From: gaspar morley Subject: Drake+Dylan+Dad It was late one night, and Drake had just gotten home from a basketball game. His team had won, and he had put in plenty of effort to ensure that happened, so he was sweating profusely. Drake went to get in the shower and striped down while the water was getting hot. He looked down at his muscular, fur covered legs and stared at his soft, cut cock, which was surrounded by a thick bush of dirty-blonde hair which extended up his stomach in a furry treasure trail. Drake hopped in the shower and was in there for a while before he started to stroke his thick cock. It had been a while since he had gotten off, so he was wildly horny. Before long, Drake was sporting a huge, veiny, 9 inch erection. He suddenly heard a door opening over the sounds of his moaning and grunting. It was the bathroom door, which he had forgotten to lock. His younger brother, Dylan, came wandering in, half asleep. Dylan realized that his brother was in the shower, apologized, and turned to leave. Drake said, "Dylan, its fine. Do whatever you need to. We're brothers, it's not weird." Dylan agreed and came back into the bathroom and started to take a piss. He glanced over at the shower and did a double take at his brother's enormous dick. Drake saw him looking and said, "Try not to stare, Dylan". This made Dylan's face turn a deep red and he turned away. Drake saw this and said, "Dude, its fine. I don't mind." Dylan was two years younger than Drake, making him 16 and his brother 18. Drake was a senior in high school and Dylan was a sophomore. They both had thick blonde hair, which they styled up into a spiked, messy hair do. They had both hit puberty a little early, so they were relatively hairy for their age. Both of the boys were well muscled, Drake in particular. He had a defined 6 pack covered with hair, enormous pecs, and biceps that looked almost unnatural. Dylan hadn't realized it until now, but he was attracted to his brother. It felt wrong to think about it, but in a way it seemed so right. Drake's voice broke Dylan out of his trance, "So, do you want to shower with me?" The question nearly knocked Dylan off his feet. He stammered, "Yeah. Sure. If that's ok." He started to strip down and soon climbed into the shower with his older brother. Drake stole glances at his brother's cock while they showered. It looked to be a good size, with a nice covering of thick blonde hair. Drake noticed that while staring at his brother's cock, his own had become semi hard. Dylan was having a hard time suppressing an erection while he stood there with his naked brother. His body was just stunning, how had he not seen how attractive Drake was until just now? Drake had never thought of his brother like this, but now, it was turning him on. "Dylan," he said, "can you wash my back for me?" Dylan was stunned by the question but said yes. He poured soap into his hands as his brother turned around and he started to run his hands along his brother's back. `Even his back is muscular,' he thought to himself. Dylan worked his way down Drake's back until his hands were hovering above his ass. Dylan took a moment to take it all in; Drake's ass was a perfect bubble-butt and it was covered with blonde fur that seemed to draw him in. Dylan laid his soap coated hands on his brother's ass and began to spread it around. Drake didn't mind, or if he did, he didn't show it. Dylan pulled his ass cheeks apart and stared at Drake's furry pink hole. He was so tempted to just dive right in and eat him out but he didn't, not yet. Drake whirled around suddenly and said, "What do you think you're doing?" Dylan was panicked, he responded with a stutter, "Sorry. I...I'm sorry." Drake leaned closer and whispered, "You're supposed to kiss me before you eat me out." Dylan was shocked as his older brother leaned in and began passionately kissing him. As their lips locked, it was like an explosion or fireworks or something unexplainable. Their tongues explored each other's mouths and wrestled like snakes. It wasn't long before Dylan was down on his knees, his brother's cock in his hand. Dylan took Drake's dick and slipped it into his mouth, his tongue running over the veins all along his thick shaft. Drake pushed Dylan's head deeper onto his dick and was surprised at how well he handled the 9 inch monster. Drake felt as if he was about to cum, so he told Dylan to eat his ass instead. Dylan dove right in to Drake's hairy asshole and his tongue flitted in and out of his tight hole. Drake was moaning with pleasure as Dylan explored his ass, his tongue felt incredible, bringing up feelings he hadn't felt before. Dylan soon stood up and said, "Drake, fuck me." Drake couldn't resist at this point and so he bent Dylan over in the shower, the hot water running over their naked bodies. He lathered his cock up with some soap and then slipped a finger in his brother's hole. "Are you a virgin?" asked Drake. Dylan said that he was which just turned Drake on even more. `I am his first. I get to pop my brother's cherry.' He thought. Drake lined his cock up with Dylan's hole and slowly started to push his dick into his virgin ass. Suddenly, Drake shoved his monster cock all the way in, and Dylan's head whipped back as he let out a breathless scream. It hurt like a motherfucker. Down the hall, Drake and Dylan's recently divorced father, Karl, woke when he heard the scream. He slipped on a pair of boxers and made his way down the hall to investigate. Drake began rhythmically humping his younger brother, penetrating his tight hole a little deeper with each thrust. He knew he was going to cum soon; Dylan's ass was just too tight for his enormous cock. Both Drake and Dylan were moaning and grunting loudly, but they never imagined what would happen next. The door to the bathroom flew open, and their father came storming in. `Oh shit. This is it. I'm so fucked over' thought Drake. "Turn off the shower and come with me. Understood?" Shouted Karl. The boys did as they were told and followed their father downstairs. The boys knew that they were in huge trouble; they just weren't sure what the punishment would be. They sat down at the kitchen table, wrapped in towels and still dripping wet. "Well," said Karl after a long pause, "that was the hottest thing I think I've ever seen." The boys were shocked to hear him say this. Their father said, "You two must be tired after that little romp? I'll get you a drink." Karl came strolling back over, drinks in hand, still wearing only his boxers. Karl was 47 years old, muscular for his age with chiseled chest and arms, with salt and pepper hair, and a body covered in thick dark fur, especially his ass. His thick cock was growing to its full 8 inches under his boxers at the thought of his sons fucking. He sat down and passed the glasses of soda across the table. The boys guzzled the beverages and then they all sat there for a minute in silence. Karl told Drake and Dylan that he was gay and that was why he had divorced their mom. They seemed to understand and kept looking at each other. After a while Karl announced he was off to bed and the boys agreed and they each headed back up to their respective rooms. The boys noticed that they were feeling particularly tired, but thought nothing of it. Dylan groggily awoke and found himself lying face down on his bed, which was odd because he never slept like that. He started to roll over and realized he couldn't; his limbs had been tied to the bed. He started to panic but then heard a soothing voice whisper in his ear, "It's ok Dylan. Just don't squirm. I'm gonna fuck you so hard I'll break your boy ass." The voice was his father's. Drake could only watch as his dad pounded his brother's tight ass. Drake was also tied to the bed, but he was facing up and his head leaned to the side as his dad drilled Dylan, who had begun moaning while Karl rhythmically humped him. Dylan had started to yelp "Daddy, oh Daddy!" every once in a while. It was really turning Drake on and his father took notice. "Oh looks like Drake needs a little attention," he said. He pulled out of Dylan's ass and shuffled across the bed to Drake. His dad began to deep throat his swollen cock and he was so good at it. He paused and said, "This is quite the monster, son. I love it" before proceeding to suck him until he was quivering from undeniable pleasure. Just before he came, his father stopped and stood up before squatting back down and lowering himself onto Drake's cock. Karl loved the expression on Drake's face as he sat down on his son's fat cock, it was a shocked expression, displaying all the emotion involved with fucking your hunky father and loving it. Karl felt the head of Drake's cock slip into his furry asshole and moaned as he slid farther down the thick, veiny shaft. It took a minute to adjust to the size of the dick, but once Karl did, he was unstoppable. He was bouncing up and down on Drake's dick and groaning from the pleasure and pain all the while. It was intoxicating. Drake found himself enjoying it more and more and Karl saw this. Karl started clenching his ass cheeks together and it wasn't long before Drake started shouting, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Karl moaned loudly as Drake's cock shot a huge, hot load of cum deep up his ass. Karl could hold it no longer and blasted his own cum all over his son's furry chest. He pulled off of Drake's dick and felt cum dripping out of his hole as he lapped up his own off of Drake's chest. Karl untied his sons and they all curled up together on the bed. They fell asleep in each other's arms and woke up naked the next morning all drained of cum. It was a memorable night.