Date: Wed, 4 Apr 2012 19:24:35 +0000 From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com Subject: Island of Sons 3 Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father/son incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest is not. I love to hear from my readers but due to the overwhelming response emails with photos get priority. I can be reached at: Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com My name is Rob. You may also enjoy these stories by me. The earliest was accepted Dec 27, 2011. My son toby Jay and robbie Uncle mark teaches Gloryhole son Island of sons Dad fishing with his son Daddys game Daddy and the late show Island of Sons 3 Mandylor pulled up in front of the cabin in the golf cart. Jumping out naked he grabbed the delivery bag before he headed up to the door. Brad opened the door before the third knock. He ushered the lad in watching his firm butt as Mandylor placed the bag on the table. Lunch was extracted and placed appropriately at each chair. The lad turned and saw Corey on his stomach on the bed with his legs splayed. Turning to Brad he said, "I hope I arrived at the right time. Did you say noon on your order?" "I did". Brad smirked. "I also requested your company. And your dads." Brad moved to stand in front of the boy. "Will you be staying?" Upon seeing the beatific smile on Mandylors face Brad gently fondled the nude boys sex. "Good boy". Mandylor reached out feeling the hardening mound in his hosts briefs. "May I please you?". He fell to his knees pressing his face into Brads crotch. His lips slid along the material tracing the outline of the hard cock. Fingers slid up the legs to the waistband scooping it down as his lips found the fat plum sucking it into his hungry mouth. "I see you've started without me". Brad looked over to see Costas entering the cabin. "Hungry lad", Brad smirked. "So am I". Costas followed the crook of the finger with his eyes to see Coreys spread-eagled form. "Ah, lunch". Climbing onto the bed his face was buried into the luscious asscheeks. Instantly his tongue found the center of the lad as it began to lick. Ben held the boys head as he slowly began a steady face fuck. As Mandylors mouth was filled with cock his father was filling a boys ass with tongue. The tongue flickered and danced rapidly while the face fuck was even, rythmic. Son accepted cock; dad tongued ass. Symbiotic. Ben pulled out all the way as his sucker looked up expectantly. "You haven't met my son", Ben said. Taking the boy by the hand he walked him to the bed where his father lay face buried in boy ass. "Costas? The boys need to meet". Costas moved off the bed quickly. "Corey?" Ben watched his son turn to look. "This is Mandylor. Mandylor this is my son. Suck each other". As the boys moved onto their sides and began sucking Costas moved beside Ben. The fathers watched as their enthusiastic sons attacked each others smooth pricks with their mouths. Sucking. Slurping. Holding. Sucking knobs then shafts then knobs. Bodies squirming in excitement and hunger. Ben looked down at the youths. "Remember when a cock that size was considered big?" Costas grinned. "Maybe we should share". Ben nodded. "Or maybe you need your knob polished while the show is on". Costas bent low giving Bens knob a few licks before sucking deep. Ben watched the boys bodys entangle as Costas expertly sucked his knob. Mandy and Corey sucked noisily, hands grasping at smooth butts and soft bags. The absolute beauty of the two lads engaged brought Ben closer than he wanted. And there was still much more to explore. Pushing Costas aside he crawled onto the bed moving his knees to separate the sea of boy. Hands pushed the boys further apart. And soon he was in the center. On his knees, body erect, arms folded across his chest, he let the sea engulf him. Young hands explored his thick thighs as fingers moved and searched. Young fingers carressing his butt: the crack, the hairs, digging into to crease, touching, stroking. The pull of youg hands on his nuts: studying shape and size, feeling the weight while another hand reached up and down his rock hard cock; not holding, not gripping but merely feathering up and down the tower. He knelt in the sea. Then the tide of boys rolled in. Lips opened as tongues found his nuts and the crest of his ass. Fingers plied and pulled as taste gave way to hunger. His arms unfolded as the gentle sucking of his son on his bag made him grip the boys head. "Yeah, sweetie, suck daddys nuts", he deeply urged. As he bent over holding Coreys face into his sac, Mandylor took full advantage as he spread the hairy cheeks apart burying his face into the male valley. Ben groaned. Mandys face was buried deep with tongue poking, licking, drilling his hairy butt hole. With a glance back he saw Costas' hands on the back of his sons head pushing forward into Bens ass as Costas was manouvered sideways enjoying licking his own sons butt. Ben faced forward, looked down and took a dive. Hands sliding down his sons torso he gripped the boys hips and swung him skyward, up, closer, until the top of the lads thighs hit his strong shoulders. Bens mouth swallowed cock and balls as Coreys mouth slid up to rest with his daddys knob in his mouth. Father and son sucked hungrily as Mandy was forced out of the clenching cheeks. He dove under the legs sucking up one of Bens fat balls as Costas took his cock into his mouth. Fathers sucked sons as the boys spoiled Ben. Young mouths sucking his cockhead and his balls. Tongues slathering. Then Costas pushed a finger into Bens cheeks. As the finger pushed into his asshole Ben released. Cum exploded up into Coreys suction but wave after wave proved too much. He swallowed what he could but a wave of cum dribbled down the shaft to Mandys eager mouth. The boys shared the manjuice as Costas stood back licking his index finger watching the lads gobble up Bens cum. All in all a wonderful snack before the party tonight. Corey Brad Costas Mandylor