Date: Tue, 21 Feb 2017 20:07:16 -0500 (EST) From: Graphmuse Subject: Incestsemilla part 4 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males older and younger than 18. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. IT'S FICTION! The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. And don't forget to donate to Nifty. Help keep these stories free and available! Support Nifty! Please understand this is a work of fiction. The actions described in the story are not real or encouraged or condoned in real life. It's just a story kids. For Matej Incestsemilla – part 4 Previously: "MMMMPPPH! MMMMPPPH! MMMMPPPH! MMMMPPPH! MMMMPPPH!" Mark laid in bed, stroking his still painfully hard cock as he listened to his 14-year-old son getting fucked hard in his own bedroom, just feet from Mark. What signs had he missed? Was he being a poor father for letting this happen? Or was The Coach, right? Like Father, like son? Mark was afraid he was liking this too much. Letting it happen in his own house. What about Jordan? He didn't want this to happen to Jordan, did he? FUCK! "UUUNNNGHH!!!" Mark started cumming again as the reality of these thoughts pushed him over the edge again. BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZ Mark woke up in his bed sweating profusely, he looked over at his bedside clock and hit the off button on his alarm. It was 7:30 in the morning and the house was already stiflingly hot and muggy. He had fallen asleep listening to the sounds of his 14-year-old son, Justin getting wildly fucked by the sexy 18-year-old pizza delivery boy named Logan. Mark didn't bother putting on any clothes as he groggily got out of bed. "No need to hide my smoking now," Mark chuckled to himself, "time for some wake and bake." as he grabbed his pipe and a film container full of his regular weed. He slowly made his way out of the master bedroom heading to the kitchen. He stopped at his older son's locked bedroom door and listened. He couldn't hear any noises now coming from Justin's bedroom. Mark remembered how hot it looked seeing his son getting long dicked by the athletic teen's 8-inch cock. Mark's started stroking his own 8-incher, causing it to chub up as he thought about the wild scene that unfolded last night in his son's bed. Watching Logan take Justin to see God. Mark took a deep breath, getting control of himself and continued to the kitchen. After getting the coffee maker going, he loaded up the pipe and fired up his first bowl of the day. Mark loved to wake and bake with a cup of coffee first thing in the morning, it was the most civilized way to start the day. As he waited for the coffee to finish brewing, Mark thought about what he needed to do for today. Mark owned his own landscaping business with a long list of clients all over the Sarasota area. He needed to check in on his crew who were working at a very important client's property all this week. A sprawling estate located in Indian Beach that stretched along the Sarasota Bay. He had a good crew of three guys working for him, Favian, Davi, and Taye. Favian was the supervisor, a married Cuban man in his mid-40's, who was a no-nonsense kind of guy, good man to have in charge. Davi and Taye where the two other guys that Favian hired. They were both black from Jamaica, both in their mid-20'. They were excellent workers and also loved to smoke out. Mark would occasionally invite the guys back to his house to blaze up with him after hours. They always had really good weed. Mark also liked to watch the two hot 20 somethings play soccer with his boys in the backyard, both always shirtless. Davi and Taye had hot muscular bodies and nice bulges in their work pants, as well as when they wore shorts. Mark tried not to be too obvious about it, but he was sure they knew he liked looking. The other thing he needed to do was to check on when the air conditioning repairman was coming. He didn't mind the heat, in fact he was getting use to the idea of being naked around the house. Especially now that his relationship with his son had taken a sexual turn. He could definitely get used to seeing his hot sexy son nude all the time around the house. He had texted the repair man yesterday but hadn't gotten a response back yet. Mark was pouring himself a freshly brewed cup of coffee when he heard Justin's bedroom door unlock and open. A weary looking, but happy Logan walked into the kitchen completely naked as he texted on his phone, his hard 8-inch cock leading the way. Mark's eyes took in the pure delicious beauty that was Logan's perfectly sculpted 18-year-old body. Perfection only a boy his age could achieve. Mark also noticed Logan's cock still had the cock ring around its base, and the length of his shaft was still wet with cum and ass juices. Did he fall asleep with that hard weapon buried inside his son all night? "Is the coffee fresh?" Logan asked looking up from his phone with a smirk. "Yeah." Mark smiled back as he retrieved a coffee mug out of the kitchen cabinet and poured Logan a cup. "Cream and sugar?" "I love cream...and sugar." Logan said with a sly grin as he put his phone down and made eye contact with Mark. Mark was at a loss for words as he looked down at Logan's hard, glistening cock. The same cock that had pounded his 14-year-old son's boy hole all night, and, up until a few minutes ago, buried in his son's ass. Logan looked down at Mark's hard 8-inch cock. "I guess we both have an erection lasting more than four hours." Logan chuckled as he rubbed his 8 inches against Mark's hard 8 inches. "Might have taken too much Viagra." "That's a shame." Mark said as his mouth went dry. Logan reached down and gently took both cocks in his hands, rubbing and stroking them together, smearing Logan's cum and Justin's ass juices all over both cocks, causing Mark's body to shudder. "Both cocks have been inside your son." Logan said lustfully, "You're such a dirty Daddy." Logan noticed the loaded weed pipe on the counter. "The Coach said you liked to wake and bake. May I?" Logan asked as he gestured to the paraphernalia. "Be my guest." Mark choked out. This boy was driving him wild. Logan grabbed the pipe with his messy hands and took a big hit off the pipe, clearing the bowl. He then leaned into Mark and pushed the hit into Mark's mouth. Mark pulled Logan into an embrace, their hard cocks mashing between their bodies as their lips locked in a wild tongue dueling kiss. Their hands running all over each other's bodies as Mark and Logan kissed hard, pushing the smoke back and forth between them. Mark's head was spinning as Logan suddenly pulled back with a lust filled look in his eyes, a small amount of smoke escaping between them. "Face the counter." Logan commanded. Mark turned and braced himself against the counter, looking out the kitchen window. "I see where Justin gets his nice ass from." Logan grinned as he ran his hands over Mark's firm, plump ass. Mark couldn't help instinctively arching his ass up to allow Logan to explore his ass better. Logan reached over to a melted tray of butter on the counter and scooped up a generous amount with his right hand. He then smeared it all over his erect cock and Mark's ass, lubing both up nice and good. Logan then sunk his finger in between Mark's cheeks, seeking the entrance to Mark's man hole. Logan easily found his prize as his teen's finger slipped inside the man. "You have a nice pussy Daddy." Logan cooed as he easily added a second finger to Mark's man pussy, causing Mark to let out a short grunt. "Coach says your hole is experienced." Logan hissed as he easily slipped in a third finger. Mark felt Logan twist his three fingers inside him until the teen found the man's prostate, rubbing it hard. ""UUUGH FUUUUCK YEEAAAH!" Mark moaned as pre-cum started to leak profusely from his own throbbing, 8-inch daddy cock. "You wanna feel what your son felt last night?" Logan growled into Mark's ear with a lust filled, commanding tone. Mark found it difficult to answer as Logan kept rubbing and twisting the knuckles of his three fingers against Mark's prostate, sending wave after wave of pleasure shooting out from his groin. "Yessssss." Mark finally moaned out. "Okay... Daddy." Logan sneered as he removed his fingers, then quickly lined up his cock with Mark's slightly open hole. Logan then plunged his hard-teen member fully into Mark's hole with one hard thrust. Burying his 8-inch teen cock, balls deep into the grown man. Logan immediately started to roughly fuck Mark as the man braced himself against the kitchen counter. "Your son... loves big cock," Logan growled, "I didn't get to fuck him...UUUGH! on his last... UUUGH! Birthday... UUUGH! ...but last night... UUUGH! ...made up for that!" Logan kept up his frantic pace as Mark's colon started to spasm hard. "UUUUUUUUUUUGHHHGWWAAAAADDDDDD!!!!" Mark yelled, as his ass started to orgasm hard around Logan's pounding cock. "Yeeeahhhh, your boy said that too... when I took him.... UUUGH! ...to see...UUUGH! ...GOD! UUUUGH FUUUCKK!" Logan made one last hard thrust into Mark's clenching ass, keeping his cock buried balls deep, unloading his seed deep into the grown man's bowels. Suddenly the kitchen fell silent except for the sounds of Mark and Logan breathing heavy as they recovered from their mind-blowing orgasms. Logan reached over and grabbed his phone with his left hand and took a pic of his cock lodged up Mark's ass. "Now I've had both father and son." Logan chuckled as he pulled out, leaving Mark's hole wide open. Logan's cum was dripping out of Mark's ass and down the insides of his legs, onto the tile floor of the kitchen. Mark's ass felt empty, and his balls were ready to shoot. Logan put his phone down and grabbed a few paper towels, quickly wiping his hands and cock off. Logan then picked up his phone and waved without looking back as he started texting on his phone again, "Thanks for the hit Dad." Logan said flippantly as he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. Mark felt used as he stood there, still feeling slightly stunned as Logan's cum slowly oozed out of his used hole. He could hear Logan putting on his clothes, followed by the sound of the front door opening and closing. "He didn't let me cum?" Mark thought to himself as he looked down at his painfully hard 8-inch erection. Mark felt so damn horny at that moment. He had to find some way to get off. He slowly headed back to his master bedroom and paused at his son's open bedroom door. Mark peeked into the dimly lit room and could hear soft snoring. Mark could just make out Justin lying naked on his stomach across the bed...his head turned away from him with his beautiful bubble butt sticking up in the air. Mark's cock ached at the sight before him. He needed that ass now more than ever! He quickly dashed back to his bedroom and grabbed the butt plug he had used last night and shoved it up inside his wet hole, stretching his colon and putting pressure against his sensitive prostate! He then headed back to Justin's bedroom and approached his sleeping 14-year-old son. Justin barely stirred as Mark climbed up on top of Justin's sweaty body. He noticed the boy's ass was wet with a mixture of cum and ass juices from the previous night's marathon fuck session with Logan. Mark felt so horny as he leaned over his son's sleeping body and lined up his cock with the boy's sloppy wet hole. "Time to fuck you awake boy." Mark growled to himself as he plunged his hard, 8-inch Daddy cock fully into his son's tender colon. "MMMMMPHHHH!" Justin let out a sleepy grunt as Mark immediately started fucking hard into his oldest son, showing the boy no mercy. Each thrust Mark made caused the butt plug in his ass to press harder against his prostate, pushing his lust higher. "MMMMMPHHHH! UH! UHHH....MMMMPHHH! UUUGH GOD! DADEEEE!?" Justin yelped as Mark truly fucked his son awake. "Shut up, slut." Mark growled as he tried to re-claim his son's ass. The sounds of the bed squeaking, the boyish moans and groans, and finally the headboard banging against the wall...rough...hard... filled the room. BANG! BANG! BANG! With every squeak of the bed springs, every slam the headboard against the wall, and every grunt and groan Justin made, pushed Mark's excitement higher and higher. "UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUUUGH! UUUUGH!" Mark's muscular body was spread out on top of Shawn's smooth, boyish one, his big 8-inch dick Daddy cock slamming repeatedly in and out of Justin's bubble butt. "You like Daddy's cock boy?" Mark partly grunted and growled into Justin's ear. "Yyyeeaaaahhhh... ugh GOD! fuck meeeeeee Dadddeeee!" Justin whimpered. With that, Mark increased his thrusting. The banging of the headboard got louder as Justin's moans turned into cries of pure pleasure as Justin's breath was literally being pounded out of him. "HUUUNGH! HUUUNGHH! HUUUUUNNGGGHHH! HUUUUUUUUUNNNGHHHH!" Mark obviously knew The Coach had claimed all rights to his fourteen-year-old son...just as so many other men had claimed his boy's hot mouth and ass. Mark felt kind of hopeless knowing there was nothing he could do about it now, too late for that. But at this very moment, right now, Justin belonged to his Daddy. "You're fucking mine son! UUUNGH! FUCKING TAKE IT!!" Mark grunted as he gave one final hard thrust, burying his thick, 8-inch cock balls deep into his son as his cock erupted deep inside his son's hot teen ass. Mark could feel his seed spewing out, mixing with the cum from Logan, and God knows who else already inside his boy. Mark's sweaty body finally collapsed on top of Justin's as he recovered from their wild fuck. "I love you son." Mark cooed as he planted gentle kisses on Justin's back. "I love you too Dad." Justin moaned, still laying on his stomach beneath his Father. Mark slowly pulled his deflating cock out of his son's loose hole as he got up off his boy. "We need a shower." Mark said as he reached down and picked his son off the bed, carrying him out of Justin's room and down the hall through his bedroom and into the master bathroom. Mark had a huge glass encased shower he took Justin into, and turned the water on. Not a word was spoken as Father and Son lovingly washed the sex off each other between an occasional hot, tongue dueling kiss. But both were too fucked out to do anything more. They finished showering and dried off. "What do you have planned for today?" Mark asked Justin as he watched his boy towel off his hot teen body. "Nothing, gonna stay home and relax today. I feel kinda tired." "I wonder why?" Mark chuckled. Justin gave his Dad a devious smile. "Not sure... maybe because my Dad just fucked my brains out?" "What about the pizza delivery boy?" "oh... yeah, him too." Justin giggled. "...and the two guys at the park." Justin added under his breath. "What?" "Never mind." Justin smiled as naked Father and son headed down the hallway into the kitchen. "Damn Dad, its fucking hot in here." Justin said as they entered the kitchen. "Language!" Mark snapped. "Sorry," Justin said apologetically, "but it's hot in the house." "You don't mind being naked, do you?" "No." Justin replied as he grabbed a bowl and a box of cereal. "Just stay naked until we get the air fixed." "When will that be?" Justin said as he grabbed the milk out of the fridge and poured it over his cereal. "Let me check." Mark grabbed his phone and checked his texts. Sure enough, the repair man replied. "The repair man said he'd be by sometime today. If you're staying home, you can let him in to the house to fix it." "Ugh, really?" Justin whined in that teenage tone. "Yes really, you have nothing better to do. Plus, I have to go out and see how the guys are doing at the Russell estate." "You gonna see Davi and Taye?" Justin perked up as he toyed with his cereal. "Yeah." "Awe, I wanna go." Justin said excitedly. "No, you stay here and be home for the repair guy." "Awe man..." Justin slumped back into the breakfast nook staring at his cereal. "If I'm feeling nice, I'll bring them back to the house." "Cool!" "But that's if I'm feeling nice." "Okay..." Justin said glumly. Mark felt like lifting Justin's spirits before he left, he grabbed the pipe and loaded up a bowl. "Before I head out, did you want to wake and bake with your old man?" Justin suddenly looked up with a grin. "For reals?" Justin beamed. "Yes reals." Mark smiled. "Just don't tell your little brother I did this with you." "When is, the little twerp coming back from Grandma's anyway?" Justin quipped. "He's flying back on Friday. That's four days from now." "Well duh, I can read a calendar." Justin laughed. "Here smart ass." Mark said as he passed the pipe to Justin. The teen took the pipe and expertly covered the carb with his finger while taking a generous hit off it. He held in the smoke as he passed the pipe back to his dad. Mark was still amazed his son knew what he was doing. "How long have you been smoking weed?" Mark asked Justin right before taking a big hit off the pipe. Justin exhaled a huge cloud of smoke as his eyes glazed over. "Started when I first met Coach." Justin smiled with a stoned look. Mark noticed Justin's cock start to inflate. Mark exhaled. "So, you were what? ...13?" "Nah, technically I was 12... right before my thirteenth birthday." Justin said nonchalantly as he started playing with his hardening boy cock. "But Coach fucked you on your birthday?" Mark asked as the details Justin was giving him was making him hard. "Yeah, he waited, pushed in right at midnight." Justin smiled as he stroked his cock, thinking back to that moment. "So, you weren't at Andrew's house for your fourteenth birthday either?" "No, I was at Coach's house again." "And what happened." Mark's cock was now fully hard as he walked up to where Justin was sitting in the breakfast nook. Justin looked over at his Dad's hard shaft bobbing in front of his face. Justin licked his lips as he took in the sight of his Father's hardness. "Coach said... I needed 14 good fucks, a cock for each year." "...and?" "He had... the Lacrosse guys... fuck me in his sling." "Sounds like you enjoyed it?" Mark said huskily as he rubbed his cock all over his son's face. Justin tried to captured it with his mouth as the newly leaking tip left trails of pre-cum across his young face. "I did..." Justin breathed out right before he finally caught his Dad's cock in his mouth and sucked it in. "Oh Fuck!" Mark groaned painfully as he gently pushed his son's mouth off his overly sensitive cock. Justin looked up confused. Mark smiled down at his eager son, "Daddy's dick is a bit too sensitive for that." as he tenderly stroked Justin's hair. "But I definitely want a rain check for later." "Anything for you Dad." Justin grinned deviously. "Good boy." Mark said proudly as he gazed down at his horny, 14-year-old son. Mark glanced at the kitchen clock. "Shit, I need to get out of here." As the man leaned down and kissed his son lovingly on the lips. But Mark couldn't help pausing, kissing his son a second time, only the second kiss was not the fatherly kind of kiss a normal father and son share. It was a tongue dueling, spit swapping kiss. "Mmmmmmmpphh..." Justin groaned into his Dad's mouth as they kissed like the incestuous family they had become. Mark pulled back looking at his stoned and horny son, Justin's teen cock fully hard and ready to be played with. How Mark wanted to just stay home and "play" with his son. "Okay, I really need to go." Mark said as he turned and left the kitchen, not looking back at his son. He had to walk away, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave the house. Mark quickly got dressed, pulling on a pair of tan khaki shorts, a polo shirt with his company logo on it, followed by his socks and work boots. Mark didn't put on underwear, he always went commando. It made him feel freer. Mark also grabbed his little travel bag that contained a pipe and some weed. "Never leave home without it." Mark chuckled to himself as he headed out of the bedroom and down the hallway. "Bye son, be back soon." Mark called as he opened the front door. "Remember to keep an eye out for the repair guy!" "Okay Dad!" Justin replied from the kitchen. The heat of the morning sun hit Mark hard as he stepped out of the house. He started sweating profusely as he got into his truck and headed out to the Russel estate. He immediately cranked the air conditioning to high as the interior cabin cooled off. After a 20-minute drive, south, Mark pulled up to the massive, ornate, iron security gates that had the words "Ubi Arcus Desinit" sprawled across the top of it. Mark entered the security code and watched the monstrous gates slowly start to part, like a giant maw opening. Mark drove through the ostentatious gates and proceeded down the long winding driveway towards the main house, which was not really a house, but a mansion of massive proportions. The estate had been in the Russell family for generations and harkened back to the glory days of old money. Mark finally reached the mansion but kept driving around the side to the servants' entrance. There he spotted his equipment truck with some of its gear around it. His crew had already started the job on Monday, but the property was so huge that it would take a full week to complete the job. Mark pulled out his phone and texted Favian asking where he was on the property. Mark knew better than to try and find them on his own. They could be anywhere on the property. As Mark waited for a reply he noticed a cute boy with brown hair watching him from one of the upstairs windows of the Mansion. He looked about 11 or 12, and sexy as hell from where Mark sat. Mark's cock started to chub up in his khaki shorts. "Keep your mind out of the gutter you perv." Mark thought to himself as he glanced at his phone, now desperately hoping for a reply from Favian. Mark looked back up at the window. The boy had disappeared. "Thank God." Mark gasped to himself as he adjusted his lengthening cock which was now growing down the leg of his shorts. The mysterious boy in the window had turned him on for some reason, but why? Was it all the sex he had just experienced with his own son that got him worked up about the boy in the window? Was it that the mystery boy was so close to his younger son, Jordan's age? Was Mark wishing he could do things with his 11-year-old son too? Mark started sweating in the air-conditioned cab of his truck as he tried to come to terms with this new urge. Damn, still no answer from Favian. Tap Tap Tap Mark glanced over to the sound of someone gently tapping on the window of his truck. He looked out, then down, and found himself staring directly into the eyes of the mysterious boy from the upstairs window, who was now standing right outside his truck. Mark meditatively noticed he had the most amazing green eyes. Mark was shocked to see the boy dressed in only a pair of shiny, metallic, short shorts, and nothing else. The boy's body had a nice tan, and was just showing signs of a muscular build, but still had that look of all boy. Mark also noticed the boy had a nice bulge in the front of his shorts. He wasn't hard, but for a boy his age, he definitely had a larger than normal cock stuffed in there. "Jesus! Who dressed this boy?" Mark thought as he rolled the window down, his cock now fully hard. "You looking for the gardeners?" The boy's high, cherubic voice sounded in Mark's ears. Mark cleared his voice as he tried to speak. "Uh, yeah." Mark answered dumbly. "They're down in the garden area below the pool. Did you want me to show you how to get there?" The boy said flatly. Mark knew where the boy was talking about, but decided to accept his offer. "Sure. That would be very nice of you." Mark replied, as he got out of his truck while trying to hide his hard 8-inch cock now snaking down the leg of his khaki shorts. Mark could feel the boy watching him as he locked up his truck. Mark turned and extended his hand out. "My name's Mark." The boy looked at his hand curiously then gently shook Mark's hand. The boy had soft hands. Touching the boy's soft hand was not helping Mark's erection go away. "What's your name son?" Mark asked the boy without trying to sound too excited. "Cedar." The boy replied as he let go of Mark's hand. There was an awkward pause between them as Mark noticed Cedar glance down at the lump snaking down the leg of his khaki shorts. The look was brief, but Mark noticed Cedar grin slightly. Mark wasn't sure. Did the boy just check him out? "Follow me." Cedar replied in a more cheerful tone as he turned and headed towards the side of the Mansion. Mark almost thought the boy was going to skip. "Really? That's an unusual name." Mark replied trying to make conversation as he followed the bare foot boy. Mark was hypnotized by Cedar's tight ass moving in front of him, the shiny material of the shorts causing his butt to glisten in the sun. Cedar's long tan boyish legs looking so smooth and sexy. Cedar glanced back, "Yeah, my mom is kind of a hippie." The boy laughed showing Mark that the boy had a sharp wit about him. Cedar noticed where Mark's eyes were looking. A devious smirk crept across Cedar's face knowing the man was watching his butt. "You live here?" Mark asked, trying to clear his perv mind. "Yeah, my Dad is away in Europe. My mom is in New York City working on her clothing line." "Who takes care of you?" Mark asked curiously. "The servants look after me, and I'm home schooled here at the house." "You get lonely living here?" Cedar didn't respond as the two walked in silence. Finally, Cedar replied distantly, "Sometimes...". Mark noticed they were getting closer to the pool house. "I have a few friends that come over occasionally. I'm not completely lonely." "What do you do for fun?" Mark asked as they entered the pool area. "I mostly hang out at the pool house, it's like my own place to get away from things." Cedar said as he gestured toward the huge, two story ornate house that overlooked the pool area. It looked like a miniature version of the main mansion, smaller, but still equally impressive. Cedar continued walking across the pool deck, around the side of the pool house and down into a recessed garden area. At the far end of the garden Mark could see his guys working. "There they are." The boy said with a smile. "Cool, thanks little man." Mark winked as he ruffled the sexy boy's hair. "If you need me, I'll be in the pool house." Cedar smirked deviously. "If I needed him?" Mark thought to himself as his cock throbbing in his shorts watching the half-naked boy walk away. Mark tried to push away the thought that boy might have just hit on him. "Control yourself." Mark said to himself taking a few deep breaths. He then turned and slowly walked across the garden to his crew, taking his time to allow his cock to deflate. As he approached Favian, he could see Davi and Taye working with their shirts off a bit further down the path. "Damn they had nice bodies." He thought to himself as Mark walked up to Favian. "Como sta Favian?" "Beun, beun, Senior Ramsey." Favian replied looking up from where he was digging. "We are almost finished preparing the soil for the new plants." "Sounds good. Any problems?" "No, just the heat." Favian smiled, wiping his brow. "Cool, how are the boys?" Mark asked as he watched the two Jamaican boys work. "Good, we were just about to break for lunch." "Yeah, you guys deserve a break." Mark said with a chuckle. "Davi! Taye! Lunch!" Favian hollered to the guys. The two muscular, sweaty Gods looked up and smiled when they spotted Mark. "We'll have to do that later." I smiled with a wink. "But first you...," I started to answer, before being interrupted. "Hey boss!" Davi greeted Mark with a wide grin. "How's Justin and Jordan?" Taye added as the two walked up to Mark. "They're good, Justin's at home resting from some extracurricular stuff he did last night, and Jordan is still away visiting his Grandma." Mark replied shaking their hands. If they only knew Justin was actually recovering from getting his brains fucked out. "He get a little action last night?" Davi joked. "Yeah right, he's only 14." Mark laughed nervously, then quickly changed the subject. "He did ask about you guys." "Oh? Wants to play more soccer?" "Yeah, he likes kicking the ball around with you guys, like two big brothers." Mark chuckled. "We need to come over later then boss." Davi chuckled. Mark knew that was code for coming over and smoking out. "We'll talk about that later. Go ahead and break for lunch." "Sure, thing boss!" Taye replied with a glint in his eye as the three of them walked off towards the direction of the main mansion. Mark found himself standing in the garden alone, looking at the imposing pool house. Did he dare walk back and check in on that boy? Did he want to see if Cedar really meant what he was hinting at? Or was it all in Mark's mind? The man stood there sweating in the hot sun as he tried to decide what to do. His hard cock finally overruled his brain as he started walking toward the pool house. A million thoughts ran through Mark's mind as he approached the steps running up to the pool house. He felt like he was floating on air as he walked up the steps and onto the deck of the pool. But Mark wasn't prepared for what awaited him as he turned the corner, stopping dead in his tracks as he spotted the boy. Cedar was sprawled out on one of the lounge chairs next to the pool, laying on his stomach, reading a comic book. Completely naked! The only thing he was wearing was a pair of aviator sunglasses that looked one size too big for his face. His flawless, tan, prepubescent body glistening in the sun from the suntan oil smeared all over him. His perfect ass exposed to the world, clinching and flexing as he slowly swung his coltish legs back and forth in the air. The boy looked like pure innocent sex as he read his comic without a care in the world. Mark didn't dare say anything, afraid to interrupt this perfect moment. His heart beating so loud he was sure the boy could hear it. His cock now fully hard and throbbing down the leg of his khaki shorts. "No one bugs me here." Cedar said, not looking up from his comic. Mark was too stunned to reply. Cedar glanced over at the stunned man over the top of the sunglasses. "I can do whatever I want here." The boy smirked. Mark watched hypnotized as Cedar turned sideways, revealing his smooth, hard boy cock underneath. Mark's hunch was right, Cedar had a larger than usual cock for a boy his age. It looked to be 5 inches long, thin, with a nice head poking out from its uncut sheathe. Cedar grinned deviously as he watched Mark's expression turn slowly from shock, to one of pure lust. Cedar had seen this look many times before. He knew he had Mark where he wanted him as he quickly jumped up off the lounge chair, his boy cock bouncing obscenely from his smooth groin as he walked to the open French doors of the Pool house. Cedar paused, making eye contact with Mark. "Wanna get high?" the boy teased with a wide grin, before disappearing inside the pool house. Mark was stunned at how direct this boy was. But Mark didn't hesitate as he quickly followed the boy, his lust easily leading him into the pool house. The interior of the pool house was just as lush and impressive as the outside, decorated like a French chateau. The living room had several ornate couches facing a massive flat screen TV. There was a staircase off to the left of the living room that went to the upstairs bedrooms. "Over here." Cedar said, as his head popped up briefly from behind a wet bar on the right side of the room. Mark walked over to the wet bar just as Cedar placed a large bong on the bar. The bowl was fully loaded, and the shaft of the bong stuffed with ice cubes. The naked boy walked around the bar and stood in front of Mark, holding out a lighter. "You first." The boy smiled. Mark took the lighter out of the boy's hand and grabbed the large bong. Just as Mark put the bong up to his mouth, he felt the boy unbutton his shorts. Mark lit the bowl and started inhaling the smoke. Just as he did this he felt Cedar unzip his shorts then tug them down off his hips, pooling around his ankles. Mark held in the smoke as he watched his 8-inch cock spring up into Cedar's face who was now kneeling before Mark. The boy's eyes going wide with wonder as he gripped Mark's cock, his boy sized hands barely able to encircle the shaft. "Ohhhh fuuuck Cedar..." Mark moaned, exhaling a huge cloud of smoke as Cedar's hands expertly stroked Mark's raging cock. Mark watched dumbfounded as the boy opened his mouth as wide as he could, then completely enveloped the fleshy nob of Mark's hard shaft with his mouth. "Uuuuuuuugghhgawd..." Mark gasped as he felt the boy's tongue skillfully work all over Mark's sensitive cock head. The sight before him looked obscene as Mark's adult cock stretched Cedar's boy sized mouth wide open. But the boy never stopped sucking as he worked Mark's head with the skills of an expert boy slut. "Cedar..." Mark gasped, trying to get the boy's attention. The boy looked up at Mark, his mouth still stuffed with man cock. Cedar finally pulled off Mark's cock. "Yeah?" The boy replied breathlessly. "How old are you?" "Twelve." Cedar replied with a grin. "Nice." Mark smiled approvingly as he caressed the side of Cedar's face. "You like boys, don't you?" Cedar said looking up with a sly grin as he teased Mark's piss slit with the tip of his tongue. "Yeah, I do." Mark cooed "I have two sons of my own. My youngest is one year younger than you are." "You ever do anything with him?" "No!" Mark snapped a bit too defensively. Mark's reaction didn't faze the boy as Cedar kept teasing Mark's cock with the tip of his tongue. "You want to?" Cedar asked between licks. Mark didn't respond right away. His stoned mind felt conflicted between lust and guilt as he thought about his own 11-year-old son. Mark didn't want to admit it, but he did want to ravage his son's body, see his boy taking cock after cock, and hear Jordan moan in ecstasy. "Well...?" Cedar asked again right before enveloping the first few inches of Mark's cock, until it was pressing against the entrance to Cedar's throat. Mark looked down at Cedar, watching the boy suck on his hard erection. Wondering how it would feel if it where Jordan doing that to him. "Yeeeaaaah..." Mark finally groaned out, his lust winning. "I would..." Mark replied huskily as he pulled off his shirt, then ran his hands through Cedar's long brown hair. Mark's desire was now in control as he firmly grabbed the boy's head, pulling Cedar down on his cock, causing the boy to gag. Cedar refocused himself as he relaxed his throat, allowing Mark's thick daddy cock to slip down into it. Mark wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes as more and more of his 8-inch man cock disappeared down into Cedar's mouth. Before Mark knew it, Cedar's face was pressed against his crotch! The boy had taken all 8 inches of his cock! Down his throat! "Oh, fuuuck yeeaaaahh" Mark groaned under his breath as he felt the young boy's throat milk his cock as it contracting around his sensitive shaft. "Uggh gawd so close..." Mark gasped as he felt his balls pull up and his prostate begin that familiar tingle. Cedar suddenly pulled off Mark's cock with an audible wet, popping sound. The little nymph looked up at Mark, gasping for air, his face covered in spit. "Not yet, I wanna show you something." The boy said excitedly as he grabbed Mark's hand and pulled him towards the couches in the middle of the room. Mark stumbled clumsily as he kicked off his shoes and shorts while being dragged across the living room by the horny 12-year-old boy. Cedar then pushed Mark down on the fancy French style couch in front of a huge, ornate coffee table. "Stay here." The horny naked boy grinned before rushing back to the wet bar. Mark noticed he was now facing a huge flat screen TV mounted on the wall with two other couches on either side of him. The couches where arranged in a 'U' shape around the large coffee table. Cedar returned with the bong, a small unmarked brown bottle, and a rather large remote control. He set the bong down on the coffee table and tossed the small brown bottle next to Mark on the couch. Cedar pushed a few buttons on the remote causing the room to grow dark as the tall, ornate French curtains closed on their own. Then the flat screen TV came alive with what looked like hand held footage of a party. The living room was suddenly filled with the sounds of boyish high pitched moaning intermixed with a man grunting with the sounds of other men cheering on in the background. Mark realized this wasn't any normal party. "What is this?" Mark asked as he noticed all the men in the video where naked and wearing ornate Venetian Carnival masks. Mark recognized the room as the very room he was sitting in right now. All the men had big cocks, and were openly stroking themselves as they watched something off camera. One of the men moved out of the way revealing a boy on his back on the coffee table wearing a gold mask that covered half his face. The boy was being fucked by a man wearing a fancy black mask with gold trim. The mask had a long beak like nose on the front of it. The camera focused on the man's ass as it clenched and unclenched with each fuck he made into the boy. Then it dawned on Mark's stoned mind that the boy was Cedar. "You like it?" Cedar said with a searching gaze of approval as he sat down and snuggled up next to Mark on the couch. Mark couldn't tear his eyes off the screen as he watched the obscene images of Cedar getting wildly fucked on the huge flat screen TV. Mark looked over at the boy, their eyes locking. "I... uh yeah..." Mark replied, still stunned. "Yeah, I see." Cedar said mischievously as he reached down and stroked Mark's leaking cock. "Gggguuuuuugghhh..." Mark moaned as his erection throbbed in the boy's hand. Cedar reached over with his free and grabbed the bong off the coffee table and presented it to Mark. "Here..." Mark took the bong and fired up the bowl, taking a huge hit off the pipe as the 12-year-old nymph kept slowly stroking his cock. Cedar grinned like a Cheshire cat as he watched Mark hold in his hit. The boy suddenly hoped up onto Mark's lap, facing him, trapping Mark's cock between their bodies. Cedar put his arms around Mark's neck and leaned into the man. Mark ran his hands up Cedar's back, the suntan oil making the boy's body slick to the touch. "Gimme..." The boy said greedily before opening his mouth like a baby bird expecting food from its mother. Mark embraced the oiled-up boy, opening his mouth, letting their lips touching as he emptied the smoke out of his lungs and into Cedar's waiting mouth. Mark felt the boy grind his smooth, oiled up, 12-year-old body against his. Rolling Mark's huge 8-inch man cock back and forth against the boy's smooth 5-inch boy nail. This made Mark start to kiss the boy harder, shoving his tongue into Cedar's mouth as they kept pushing the smoke back and forth between them. Mark broke off his kissing and started planting kisses down Cedar's neck, the smell of the coco butter suntan lotion filling Mark's nose. "Uuugh! Yeessss!" Cedar hissed as he pressed Mark's head against his neck. Mark felt intoxicated by this boy, as if this boy had power over him. Mark thought about his younger son Jordan, and how he wanted to do the same things he was doing with Cedar with his own son! "UUUUUGGGHHH!!!" A loud boyish squeal from the video drew Mark's attention to the screen. He noticed a different man pushing a rather thick cock into Cedar's wet hole. The muscular white man was wearing an ornate Venetian Carnival mask that looked like a fox. "UUUUUGGGHHH!!! UUUUUGGGHHH!!! UUUUUGGGHHH!!!" Cedar moaned heavily with each thrust the man gave as the thick cock disappeared inch by inch into the boy's upturned ass. "That's Mr. Fox." Cedar cooed into Mark's ear. "He loved fucking me..." Cedar's voice trailing off as he thought back to that moment. Cedar turned back and stared into Mark's eyes as Mark ran his hands down Cedar's slippery body until he was cupping the boy's ass. "Finger it." Cedar grunted. Mark noticed hunger burning in the boy's eyes as he obeyed the boy, pushing a finger down the crease of Cedar's butt, searching for the entrance to his boy hole. Cedar arched his back, allowing his cheeks to part. The tip of Mark's finger found its goal as he rubbed the fleshy folds of Cedar's entrance. The boy let out a short sigh as Mark's finger massaged Cedar's boy hole. "Wait..." Cedar said sharply, then stood up and repositioned himself so that he was now facing away from Mark, the boy then bent forward and looked back. "Now do me!" The boy commanded as he abruptly pushed his ass back onto Mark's face. He immediately started rubbing his face in between the smooth folds of Cedar's butt cheeks, enjoying the boy's unique scent and flavor that was utterly intoxicating to Mark. Cedar reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart, the boy's small sphincter twitching right in Mark's face. It looked so pink, silky, and tender. "Lick it!" Cedar commanded. Mark didn't have to be told twice as he shoved his face into the boy's ass, jamming his tongue into the clenching rosebud of Cedar's butt hole. "Ooooohhhhfuuuuckyeeeeahhh..." The 12-year-old mewed as Mark grabbed Cedar's hips, holding the boy firmly as the man started stabbing and licking Cedar's hole with a vengeance. "Uuuuughhh more!" The boy whimpered as Cedar pushed back obscenely with his entire body. Mark could feel Cedar's entrance relax, opening, allowing Mark's tongue to sink inside the boy's warm boy pussy. But Mark was surprised when his tongue encounter the familiar taste of cum inside Cedar's hole. The thought that this 12-year-old boy he was eating out had been fucked recently pushed Mark's lust up another level as he started ravaging Cedar's ass like a starving man devouring a piece of meat. Mark pulled back, looking at Cedar's now slightly dilated hole as cum leaked out of it. Mark showed no mercy as he jammed two of his adult sized fingers inside the lubed-up boy hole. "UUUGH! GOD! UUUUUGHHHH! FUCK MEEEEE! PLEEEASE!!!" Cedar yelled out as Mark twisted his fingers deep inside the boy, stretching Cedar's colon wider and wider. "You want my cock?" Mark growled as he started rubbed the boy's immature prostate. "YEEEESSSSSSSS..." The naked boy hissed. "Sit on it." Mark commanded as he removed his fingers from Cedar's ass. The horny boy immediately reached down and grabbed Mark's cock, lining it up with his hole as he lowered himself down onto it. Mark felt the tip push into the wet, dilated entrance of Cedar's hole, but it was met with some resistance. Mark could feel Cedar press down with all his weight, the tip of Mark's cock still wedged half way in. "UUGH!" The boy yipped. Mark suddenly felt Cedar's ass relax as the tip of his cock slipped past the boy's sphincter muscle. "Uuuuuuughgggaaaaaawd..." Cedar let out a long moan. Mark couldn't tell if it was pleasure or pain, but the boy didn't stop as he kept pushing down with all his weight. Mark watched breathlessly as he watched, and felt, the 12-year old's silky warm ass envelope his cock, swallowing up his entire 8 inches. "I sooooo fuuuuull..." Cedar groaned, as he leaned back against Mark's chest as he adjusted his ass on Mark's lap. Mark felt a shudder ripple through Cedar's body as he embraced the boy. His man cock fully buried up inside the boy's love chute. Mark ran his hands up and down the boy's body as they started to watch the video playing on the screen. A third man was now fucking Cedar on the coffee table, only this man was wearing an ornate three faced Carnival mask. Just like the other two, he had a huge thick cock and was pounding the boy hard. Wet fart sounds echoed from video as the mysterious man relentlessly fucked Cedar's loose boy hole. "That's a friend of the family." Cedar panted as he started to slowly hump himself up and down on Mark's cock. "He's been fucking me since I was 7." Mark's stoned mind was too caught up in the moment to respond as he helped guide Cedar by the hips with his up and down movements. Cedar's ass was doing amazing things as Mark felt it contracting and releasing around his shaft, the boy was definitely confirming with his actions that he had done this before. The video playing also confirming it. Mark reached around and started stroking Cedar's hard five-inch boy cock in time with the boy's up and down movements. "I knew you were nothing but a dirty pedo... that wanted my body." Cedar cooed as he let the man molest his body. "...and I knew I wanted you... after seeing that big lump... in your shorts..." The boy mumbled, partly to Mark, but partly to himself as the boy started to fuck himself faster on the full length of Mark's hard 8 inches. "Am I as cute as your son?" Cedar moaned. "Your fucking beautiful." Mark groaned as he started to make small upward thrusts into the boy, meeting Cedar's up and down motions. "Pretend I'm your son right now..." Cedar panted. "Oooohhhh gawd..." Mark groaned as his mind went into overdrive imagining his own 11-year-old son was now mounted on his cock. On the TV screen, another masked stranger walked up to where Cedar was getting fucked on the coffee table and pushed his cock into the boy's open mouth. Cedar willingly sucked on the man cock as he was penetrated from both ends. "You think he'd like sucking big fat cocks?" Cedar said breathlessly. Mark didn't respond as the dirty minded 12-year-old kept whispering perverted things into the hot Daddy fucking him. "You think your son... squeals like me... when men fuck him? I bet he does..." Mark thought about Jordan, and what his young son would sound like when The Coach finally popped his giant cock past the boy's entrance. The loud boyish squeals of his 11-year-old son echoing off the walls of the Coach's basement as that huge fuck stick pushed into the boy's strapped down body. Mark realized he wanted to see and hear that happen. "Fuck yeah..." Mark moaned as he started fucking harder up into Cedar. "Uuuugh! Yeess! Fuckmeee, Daddeeee!" Cedar moaned as Mark's cock pounded the boy's insides. On the video, Mark noticed a new man enter the frame. He was a mountain of a man, hairy, with huge muscles and a massive dick that had to be at least 10 inches long. He was wearing a goat like mask with huge pointed horns off the top. Mark's first thought was that he was a demon. Both Mark and Cedar stopped fucking as they watched the man on the screen line up his cock up with Cedar's puffy, pink boy hole. Even with half of Cedar's face covered with the mask he was wearing, Mark could see a slight look of fear on the boy's face. The monster cock plunged downward, the large head pressing against Cedar's tender entrance. There was a pause as the head met some resistance. Then the man made one large thrust with his hips, shoving the bulbous head past the boy's sphincter muscle. The boy's body jumped just as Cedar let out a loud yip then a long gasping yell. The man didn't let Cedar get use to his large size as he kept pushing the huge shaft into the boy's body. Mark watched, dumbfounded, as inch after inch of the beast's cock disappeared into Cedar's stretched open boy hole. "Mmmmmmmmm yeah, Baphomet fucked me goooooodddd..." Cedar groaned as he sat up and started fucking himself on Mark's cock, stroking his hard boy cocklet while watching himself be fucked by the beast on screen. Mark held onto Cedar's hips to steady the boy as he started to fuck up into the boy on his lap. Watching the perverted scene playing out on the screen. "Auuuuugggghhhhh!!! ahhh!... ahhh!... ahhhh!..." Cedar moaned out rhythmically as Mark started fucking to the beat of the stranger in the Baphomet mask on the video. "FUCK MEEEEE DADDDEEEE!!!" Cedar yelled out, urging Mark on. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!" A long boyish scream echoed from the video, as Cedar's cock started firing shot after shot of his boy cum all over his chest and stomach. The beast growled as he made a series of short hard thrusts into the splayed-out boy on the coffee table. Shoving in one last time, keeping his hips pressed against the boy's upturned ass. No doubt the man's balls were emptying his seed deep into Cedar's insides. "UUUGH FUUUUCKKK!!!" Cedar suddenly groaned, as he sat down hard on Mark's lap arching himself backward against Mark's chest. Suddenly spurts of Cedar's boy cum shot up on the two of them as Mark felt Cedar's boy hole clamp down hard around his cock. "FUCK! GAWWUUUNNNNGGH!!!" Mark howled as his cock spasmed, unloading his very own Daddy seed deep inside the boy. Their bodies continued to undulate against each other as their orgasms subsided. Cedar turned his head and kissed Mark lovingly. The room grew quiet as the video ended. Mark and Cedar kept kissing as Mark hugged the boy from behind, running one of his hands up and down Cedar's body, smearing the boy's cum all over Cedar's chest and stomach while his other hand gently stroked the boy's still hard 5 inch cocklet. "Wanna know something?" Cedar said with a glint in his eye. "What?" Mark replied playfully. "That was the first time I made cum." Cedar said proudly. "That was hot." 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