Date: Sun, 29 May 2016 19:44:16 +0000 (UTC) From: Hot for Dads Subject: Plumber's Snake, Part 8 (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, for which Nifty could use your donations! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Don't read this story if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if you're not interested in father-and-son plumbers fucking around with clients...and each other. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, then unzip and get busy! PLUMBER'S SNAKE PART 8 The work on my neighbor Tommy's kitchen remodel was slow but pleasurable. Henderson Plumbing and Potts Contractors were dedicated to providing quality service and giving their all. In fact, I took my fair share of their "all" up my happy ass and down my more-than-willing throat. As I drove home from work on the Friday before the long Memorial Day weekend, I remembered how delicious all that warm cum tasted going down. It made me so hungry and my cock so hard. I couldn't help fondling myself with one hand while driving with the other, but I did manage to resist the urge to pull out my cock and stroke out a load as I drove. I could feel a wet spot developing on the front of my trousers, but I didn't care. I was definitely stripping them off as soon as I walked in my front door. "Shit!" I growled at myself when I suddenly remembered that I desperately needed some stuff from the grocery store. I had nothing in the house and didn't feel like going out during the weekend and dealing with people doing their last-minute barbeque shopping. I swerved into the parking lot of the first grocery store I passed and fortunately found a space. I waited a couple minutes to let my cock soften, and then I dashed into the store. It wasn't my usual store, so I didn't automatically know where things were, but I quickly found everything I needed and proceeded to the checkout. As the old lady slowly rang up the purchases, a very cute young man bagged the groceries for me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him glancing at me as he worked. Finally, I paid and got my change, so I was ready to go. "You need help with that, I mean, these?" the bagboy asked. His face turned beet red, and he tried to look everywhere except at me, but I did notice his glance returning to my crotch. I looked down and finally remembered the wet spot I'd been building up as I drove. I quickly looked at the old lady, but she was already busy ringing up the purchases for the next customer. "Thanks, I've got it," I replied with a smile as I took the bags from the boy. I laughed silently at the absurdity of the situation. He was young enough to be...well, my little brother. Without thinking, I gave him a quick wink and exited with my purchases. "Excuse me, you missed this," the bagboy said as he rushed up to me while I was unlocking my car. "Thanks," I said, looking at the item, "but that's not mine." "I know," he stammered and the red rose in his face again. "How old are you?" I asked with a smile. "Seventeen," he replied, "and a half." I laughed and replied, "Call me when you're eighteen." I opened the car door and put the groceries in the back seat. "You mean it?" he asked with full innocence. I stood up and looked at him for a moment. Then, I turned and ducked into the front seat of my car, came back up with a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote down my name and number. "Sure," I finally replied as I handed him the paper. "Cool," he said, taking the information and looking at it. "Thanks, Mike, you won't regret it." "Just let me know when and how you want to celebrate your birthday...." I trailed out the final word, expecting him to finish the sentence for me. "Bobby. My name's Bobby." "Nice to meet you, Bobby. Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend." "How about I enjoy it with you?" he said eagerly. "Maybe next year," I replied. "Definitely!" He looked down at my crotch and licked his lips. I was aware that my cock had been stiffening during our conversation, and the fact wasn't lost on Bobby. "Can I touch it?" he whispered. I looked around nervously. I was horny, but I wasn't crazy. We seemed to be alone in the parking lot, so I replied, "Okay, one quick grope." Bobby quickly stepped close to me and pressed his hand against my hardening cock and the wet spot on my trousers. It felt so good that I groaned. "Can't I go home with you? I really wanna suck you." "Aren't you working?" I laughed. "I just got off," he replied. "And now you want to get me off," I observed with a smile. "Yes." "Call me when you're eighteen, Bobby," I said, taking his wrist and moving his hand away from my cock. It was the last thing I wanted to do at that moment, but, like I said, I wasn't completely crazy and he was a complete stranger. "Count on it," he replied. "I will," I confirmed, and then I got into my car and started the engine. Bobby stepped aside and watched me back out of the space. In my rearview mirror, I saw him wave, and then he brought his hand up to his face, sniffed it, and then licked his palm. A blaring car horn brought my attention back to what I was supposed to be doing. As I pulled out of the parking lot and into traffic, I realized that I hadn't asked Bobby when his birthday was or how to contact him. I made a mental note to shop at that grocery store more often. ***** When I pulled into my driveway, I was still thinking about Bobby's hot young body and my cock had leaked enough precum to freshen up the old wet spot and expand it even farther. "Need some help with those?" two voices asked simultaneously. I turned to see the Potts twins, Charlie and Harry, walking across Tommy's yard and into mine. "No, I've got 'em," I replied, using my elbow to push the car door closed. "Looks like he's sprung a leak," Charlie laughed. Well, I'm guessing it was Charlie. Even after all the time I spent fucking around with the boys after they were finished working at Tommy's for the day, I still couldn't tell them apart...with their clothes on. So, I'll just go with my first identification instinct. "Better call Henderson Plumbing," Harry (I'm still guessing) replied. "Oh, I think you two can handle it," I laughed, flexing my butt muscles and making my cock dance in my trousers. "We'll give it a try," Charlie and Harry replied in unison. "You done for the day?" I asked over my shoulder as the twins followed me into my house. "Done with the job," one of them replied. "Just came around for one last look before Dad comes out to give his final approval," the other added. "You won't be back?" I asked, turning around to look at them. I must have looked like a wounded puppy, because they both started to laugh. "Oh, we will be back." "Just not quite as regularly." "Then we'd better make this one good to last," I said. "Definitely!" they replied in unison. As I deposited the bags on the kitchen counter, I said, "You two run up to the bedroom and get things started. I'll be up as soon as I get this stuff put away." "Leave it." "Yeah, leave it." "Too much cold stuff to leave," I replied. "I'll be right up." The twins gave in and almost ran from the kitchen as I started putting the food away. ***** "Ready or not!" I laughed as I stripped my shirt off and stepped into the master bedroom. The laugh died as I looked at the empty room. I headed over to the en suite bathroom to see if the twins had something wet in mind. No luck. I returned to the bedroom and stood there for a moment stroking my cock through my trousers. Finally, I heard a faint stifled giggle, followed by a desperate "Shhhhhhh" and more giggles. I kicked off my shoes and stripped off my socks and trousers. With only my shorts remaining, I headed off in search of the twins. The muffled noises led me directly to the guest bedroom. A huge grin spread across my face as I stood in the doorway and watched Charlie and Harry wrestling on the bed. Lithe young limbs were entangled. A smooth butt was pointed in my direction as the owner obviously ground his cock against the other one's cock. The twin on top also had his hand over the other one's mouth to block the giggles of the bottom twin. The top one finally removed his hand and replaced it with his own mouth. The giggles stopped as the boys got into some passionate French kissing. There's nothing like watching naked identical twins kiss, unless it's watching them fuck. "What are you doing in here?" I finally asked. The twin on top rolled off, and they both sat up to look at me. "Getting things started, like you said," Charlie replied. I knew it was Charlie this time, because I could see his shaved cock. During one session when I was yet again complaining about not being able to tell them apart, Charlie suggested shaving his crotch. They let me watch as Harry shaved Charlie smooth. It didn't take me long that day to shoot a load of cum on Charlie's crotch, kind of as an aftershave lotion. Harry rubbed my cum into Charlie's freshly shaved skin and then licked off the excess. That was one memorable evening. "I meant in this room. The guest room. Why not my room?" I was curious, but I wasn't complaining. "Just for variety," Harry replied as he began slowly stroking Charlie's shaved cock. "Wanted to see what you were hiding," Charlie laughed as he humped his cock into Harry's stroking fist. "I'm not hiding anything," I said, stripping off my shorts and standing up to display my proud, hard, dripping cock. "Oh yeah," Charlie moaned as he scrambled onto his knees and moved to the side of the bed. I obligingly stepped up and was immediately rewarded with Charlie's hot mouth sliding over and down my throbbing shaft. "You're not the only one who's hungry," Harry said. I watched as he quickly moved behind his twin brother and buried his mouth in Charlie's ass. "Mmmmmm," Charlie moaned around my cock, and I could see him grinding his ass against Harry's probing tongue. I'd had that tongue up my ass enough times that I knew how much pleasure Charlie was getting. "That's it, Harry, eat your brother's ass," I egged him on. "Dig that tongue deep." Harry mumbled something that I took to be his confirmation that his tongue was indeed deep up his brother's ass. Charlie groaned his own confirmation. "That's it, boys," I said, fucking my cock into Charlie's bobbing mouth. "Archie and Earl are so lucky to have you for there little brothers. I wish you were mine," I added with a laugh. Harry came up for air and replied, "You're the hottest guy we've ever fucked with outside the family. As far as we're concerned you're our big brother." Charlie moaned his agreement and squeezed my balls for confirmation as Harry went back to eating him out. "Oh yeah," I groaned, grabbing Charlie's head and pumping my cock into his mouth even faster. An image of Bobby the bagboy sucking my cock flashed into my head, and I smiled. For the first time ever, I really regretted being an only child--not having had brothers to play with and experiment with sexually during my formative years. Charlie pulled his mouth off of my thrusting cock and said, "Fuck me, Harry." Harry came up for air and said, "You got it, Bro." "I'll get the lube," I volunteered. I hurried from the room before they could say anything, dashed to the master bedroom, and returned with lube. I stopped short. Harry and Charlie were sitting in the middle of the bed, facing each other. Harry had his legs spread, and Charlie was sitting between Harry's thighs. Charlie's legs were wrapped around Harry's waist. The two were holding each other tight and swapping spit in more passionate French kissing. I just stood and watched the amazing sight. "You're too fucking hot," Charlie whispered when they finally broke the kiss. "I guess that means you are too," Harry laughed at his identical twin. "You both are," I confirmed. "Lube anyone?" "Yes, please," Charlie replied, getting onto his hands and knees with his ass facing the side of the bed. "Why not?" Harry said, assuming the same position beside his brother. "I thought you were going to fuck Charlie," I observed. "Might as well be ready for anything," Harry replied. "Lube me up." I stepped up behind the twin asses and, with some difficulty, squirted lube onto both of my hands before dropping the tube to the floor. I manipulated the lube onto my fingers and then began to slide my fingers into the twin butt cracks simultaneously. "Mmmmm," the boys sighed together as my middle fingers found their puckers and began to press against the resistance. "Let me in, boys," I whispered. Both ass rings relaxed, and my fingers slide home. "Oh yeah," I sighed as one knuckle and then two disappeared up their asses. My other curved fingers pressed against their flesh as I slowly finger-fucked both asses. I eventually pulled out enough to add my index fingers to my middle fingers and fuck them with two fingers each. "Oh yeah," the boys groaned together as they gently began to fuck their asses back onto my fingers. I worked a third finger into each of them, and they both groaned their appreciation before suddenly thrusting their faces together for more passionate, slobbery kissing. I finally pulled out my fingers and forced a thumb all the way up each ass. That allowed me to slide my fingers under them to play with their balls and stroke the base of their cocks. "Love having hairy balls in one hand and smooth ones in the other," I laughed. Charlie broke their kiss and asked, "Which of us are you gonna fuck first?" "I wanna watch Harry fuck you, Charlie. That's what I want," I replied. "Sounds good to me," Harry replied. "You ready, Bro?" "Whenever you are," Charlie said. The boys started to get into the doggy position, but I had other ideas. "Like you were when I came back. Sitting face to face, with Charlie's legs wrapped around your waist. But with Harry's cock up your ass, Charlie." "Anything for you, Mikey," Charlie replied. I stood back and stroked my cock with my lubed hands and watched the twins get into position. Harry moved into a sitting position in the middle of the bed with his legs spread. Charlie stood on the bed with his feet on either side of Harry's thighs. Harry quickly leaned forward and engulfed his brother's cock for a quick suck. "Mmmmmm," Charlie sighed, and he let his brother suck him for a few seconds before forcing him off. "You know that's not what I want right now," he laughed. "Go for it, Bro," Harry said as he leaned back and supported himself with his elbows. I watched silently as Charlie lowered himself over Harry's crotch. When he was kneeling, he reached under his ass and grabbed Harry's cock to hold it in position. I licked my lips as Charlie began to lower his ass onto Harry's dick. "Oh yeah," Harry sighed as his cock disappeared up his twin brother's ass. "That's it." "It sure is," I agreed. "You said it," Charlie replied as he took the last of Harry's cock into his ass. Once he was sitting on Harry's lap for support, Charlie swung his legs out and around to wrap them around Harry's waist as Harry sat up and wrapped his arms around his brother's chest. "Nice and tight, as usual," Harry moaned as he started flexing his hips to pump his cock into his brother's ass. "Nice and hard, as usual," Charlie replied. The brothers began to kiss again, and I began to stroke my own cock faster. Charlie finally leaned back a little and gripped Harry's thighs for support. I licked my lips as Charlie began to raise and lower his ass on his brother's cock and Harry started thrusting his cock harder into his brother. Either I started groaning with excitement or my balls were slapping loudly on my thighs, but something attracted Harry's attention. "You just gonna watch and stroke, or are you gonna join in. We could do this on our own at home," he added with a laugh. "What do you have in mind?" I asked. "Well, the easiest thing," Harry grunted as he continued fucking Charlie, "would be for you to climb on Charlie's cock." "Lube up, Mikey," Charlie laughed, and I didn't waste any time in following his order. The boys continued fucking as they watched me lubing up. "That's enough," Harry finally said. He stopped his fucking motion and leaned back on his elbows. "Ready when you are," Charlie added, leaning back on his own elbows to display his hard, dripping cock. "Oh, I'm ready." I climbed on the bed and stood over the brothers' joined bodies. With a wicked grin, Charlie reached up and began to fondle my cock. He worked a huge drop of precum out of my cock and wiped it up with his thumb. "Mmmmm," he moaned as he sucked his thumb clean and savored the taste of my precum Harry reached up and fondled my ass. I groaned when he gently worked a couple fingers into my ass. "He's ready, Charlie." "I sure am," I agreed. "Then have a seat," Charlie laughed, holding his cock pointing straight up. I kneeled down facing Charlie and felt his cock pressing at my asshole. I could also feel Harry's hands continuing to fondle my cheeks. "Come on, Brother Mikey," Charlie coaxed. "Oh yeah," he added with a groan as his cock head finally popped into me. "Fuck yeah," I moaned as my ass continued to slide down his cock. When I had him fully in me, I rested. We all rested. Waiting. Anticipating. "Ride me, Mikey," Charlie finally whispered. Charlie and Harry remained motionless as I started lifting my ass off of Charlie's cock and then sliding it back down. After I had a few rides up and down that throbbing cock, Charlie took my own cock in his fist and started stroking me. Harry began exploring my back with his hands, and his touch sent tingling sensations through my body. "Oh yeah," I groaned. "Oh yeah," the twins said simultaneously as I felt them finally start moving under me. Fucking Thrusting. Cocks. Asses. Harder. Faster. In no time at all, we here a huffing, puffing mound of fucking flesh. I pulled Charlie to me and began kissing him deeply as I rode his cock. It was like I was fucking his mouth with my tongue. As I rose off of his cock, I forced my tongue into his mouth. As I slammed my ass back onto his cock, I slid my tongue out of his mouth. On, off. In, out. Up, down. "FUCK!" Harry finally roared, and he dug his fingernails into my back. "I'M CUMMING!" Charlie yanked his mouth away from mine long enough to yell, "SO AM I!" "YES, YES, YES!" I said before grabbing Charlie's head and yanking him back into a vicious, forceful kiss. "FUCKING TAKE IT, BRO!" Harry shouted as he began to slap me hard on the back. I knew every slap accompanied a load of cum shot into his brother's ass. Charlie groaned in my mouth, and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, depositing hot, fresh cum. Load after load after load until his groans turned to relieved screams. My own screams mingled with his as my body seized up in a torrent of convulsions and my cock began to spray cum all over Charlie's stomach. Our mound of fucking flesh continued to pulse and throb as we all three continued to expel our cum into and onto each other. At last, we finally separated to catch our breath. The only thing still joining us were the spent cocks. "Fuck, that was hot," Harry moaned as he collapsed back onto the mattress. "You're telling me!" agreed Charlie as he collapsed back onto the mattress as well. "Does this make me the king of the mounting?" I laughed, sitting up straight on Charlie's cock. "You ain't the king of shit," Harry laughed, sitting up enough to push me off of them. "Hey!" Charlie objected as his cock slipped out of my ass and I collapsed on the bed beside them. "Hey, what?" Harry laughed, and I could see he was thrusting his spent cock into Charlie's ass again. "Hey, fuck you," Charlie replied. He struggled to climb off of Harry's cock, but Harry grabbed him and held him firmly in place. The two struggled and laughed and wrestled. At one point, it looked like Charlie was finally in position to fuck Harry, but Harry knocked him off and Charlie fell onto me. All of us started laughing and wrestling. The cum I'd shot onto Charlie's stomach was quickly smeared all over the three of us and the sheets. I could feel Charlie's cum leaking out of my ass and running down to the sheets as well. We were making quite a mess, but we were also having fun doing it. When the doorbell rang, we all froze. The doorbell rang again, and I sprang to the window. "Shit!" I said when I saw my dad's car parked in the driveway behind my own car. "It's my dad!" "Invite him to join the party," Charlie laughed. "We're not... It's not..." "He means his dad isn't fun like ours is," Harry laughed. "Come on, Charlie, we'd better sneak out the back way." "That's not..." I tried to object. "I'm kidding," Harry replied. "We understand. We'll catch you later." "Yeah, this wrestling match isn't over," Charlie agreed with a wink. "Thanks," I said with relief as the two started to get dressed. The doorbell rang again, and I rushed to my main bedroom, collecting clothes as I went. I did a quick wash job to clean off the cum and put on deodorant to cover any lingering aroma. Then I hurried out of the bedroom, struggling into my clothes as I went. ***** I watched Harry and Charlie heading to the back door, and when they were out of sight, I finally opened the front door. "Dad! What are you doing here?" "Can't a dad visit his son for a long weekend?" "Sure, sure, come in," I said, stepping back to make room. "I just wasn't expecting you. Why didn't you call?" "I wanted to surprise my boy. Here, give me a hug." Without waiting for a response, Dad wrapped me in his warm arms and held me tight. It was the first time I'd seen my dad, let alone hugged him, since I'd starting having sex with Tommy, the Hendersons, and the Potts. I could feel my cock stirring in anticipation, so I quickly broke the hug and turned to head to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" I asked over my shoulder. "I'll eat anything you put in front of me," he replied. "I wish," I muttered under my breath. ***** I managed to control my lusty horny incest thoughts all through dinner and through some evening television viewing. We caught up on hometown news, and chatted about other everyday things. We were just a regular father and son hanging out, and I was enjoying our time together. I was disappointed to see it come to an end. "Well, I don't know about you," Dad finally said, "but I think it's time for me to hit the hay." "Oh," I said lamely. It wasn't that I was disappointed that the evening was over; it was that I suddenly realized the state in which Charlie, Harry, and I had left the guest room bed. "You can stay up if you want, but I'm beat," Dad said. "I think I can find my way to the guest room." "Well, that's the thing, Dad. The guest room is a bit of a mess. I had some friends over, and I haven't cleaned up after them yet." "No problem. I'm not obsessive-compulsive or anything," Dad laughed. "The sheets really need to be cleaned, and I don't have any spares to put on for the night." "Then I guess I'll just have to bunk with you." "Or I could throw the guest sheets in the wash," I quickly offered as an alternate. "There's no way I'm staying up for a complete wash-and-dry cycle," Dad laughed again. "Okay, you have my bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa." "Damn, I didn't know I raised such a prude," Dad replied. "Isn't your bed big enough for two grown men?" "Uh, yeah." "Well, then let's quit pussyfooting around and get to bed. I'm like the walking dead here." ***** I stood at my bathroom sink and tried to catch my breath. I was feeling as nervous as a bride on the first night of her honeymoon. I finished brushing my teeth. I checked my pajamas to make sure nothing was accidentally hanging out the front. More important, I tried to control my incest thoughts so nothing was STICKING out the front. They were my best pajamas--blue-and-white cotton pinstripes. I hardly ever wore pajamas, but I figured they were absolutely necessary that night. I took a final deep breath and headed out to the bedroom. Dad was sitting up in bed with the sheets pulled up over his waist. I paused at the sight of his hairy, tanned chest. My mouth went dry and then was quickly flooded with saliva. "Nice PJs," he said. "Thanks," I replied, quickly getting into bed beside him before he saw my cock was beginning to stiffen up and tent the pajama bottoms. "You forgot yours?" "I always sleep au naturale when I can," he replied, using probably the only French he knew. "That's not a problem is it? I can put my shorts back on." "No, that's fine, Dad. You should be comfortable. Good night," I added quickly and turned off the light. "Night, Son," he said as I rolled onto my side, facing away from him. I could feel the mattress shifting as he got comfortable for the night. I laid there for what seemed like an eternity, although it didn't take long for Dad's breathing to settle into a slow, deep rhythm. I reached into my pajamas and played with my hard cock for a little while, and then I told myself to behave. I pulled my hand out and gave it a good sniff. I even gave it a lick to see if there was any precum. There was definitely the flavor, but not enough to satisfy. I tried to distract myself with random thoughts, but I kept coming back to the fact that I was in bed with my naked dad. In spite of everything, I somehow finally managed to drift off. ***** Was I dreaming? For a moment, I wasn't sure as I drifted into conscious later in the night. I could feel my dad spooned up against me. I could feel his hard cock pressing against the seat of my pajamas. And what's more, I could feel his hand snaking under the bottom of my pajama tops and up across my stomach. I struggled to maintain a shallow, constant breathing rate, but it wasn't easy. My skin felt like it was on fire under his hand. I could feel his bristly cheek rubbing against the back of my neck. My cock popped instantly rock hard and began to throb. This was no dream! But it was definitely a fantasy! Dad moaned, and I felt him gently humping his daddy hardon against me. I didn't know what to do. Was he really asleep? Was he having a wetdream? Was he aware that he was humping his own son's ass? So many questions were racing through my horny, panicked brain. Dad continued to moan softly as his humping became more urgent. I felt his hand sliding down over my stomach. As it reached the waistband of my pajamas, I gave a sleepy groan and shifted my position just enough to block his hand from finding my hard dick. Without even a moment's pause, Dad's hand changed course and took the heat back up over my stomach. I just tried to relax and enjoy the feeling of my own dad's cock rubbing against my ass, even though my pajamas created a barrier between our flesh. I couldn't help wishing that I'd told dad that I preferred to sleep in the nude too. I was so close to my ultimate fantasy, but so far. Suddenly, Dad's hand tensed and he lifted it away from my stomach, but not enough so that I didn't still feel the heat. He slid his cock against me a few more times and then froze. He let out an almost silent moan, and I could feel his cock pulsing against me. I waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, Dad's hand relaxed gently against my stomach, he spooned up tight against me, and nuzzled the back of my neck again. I could feel the wet cum seeping into the seat of my pajamas as Dad's breathing settled back into its steady, slow rhythm. What the fuck???!!!! ***** When I woke up again, I was alone in bed. I looked at the bedside clock. It was early, but not too early. I reached back to feel my butt and found that my pajama seat was stiff with dried cum. It definitely hadn't been a dream. I quickly stripped of my pajama bottoms and started sucking on the dried cum. My saliva rejuvenated it, and in no time, I was tasting my own dad's cum for the first time. I sucked and sucked and sucked on those pajamas until I couldn't taste anything more. Finally, I admitted that there was no more to be had. I got up and put the pajama bottoms back on. I threw on my bathrobe and headed off to find my dad, who turned out to be fully dressed and in the kitchen making breakfast. "You're up early," I observed. "Yeah, and I'm starving," he replied. "Didn't you sleep well?" I asked. "Like a log. I haven't slept so soundly in a long time." "Glad to hear it," I replied. I was both relieved and disappointed that he apparently didn't remember humping me in the night and shooting cum on me. "You hungry?" he asked. "I am," I said, "but I need to run over to the neighbor's house for a few minutes." "This early?" "I promised to help him with something first thing this morning before he leaves to join his wife at her sister's place for the long weekend." "In your pajamas and bathrobe?" he laughed. "It's a casual neighborhood," I laughed. "I won't be long." "Well, I'll eat mine and make you more when you get back." "Thanks." I replied as I left the kitchen. ***** I rang Tommy's doorbell over and over and over again. Finally, looking like he was still half asleep, Tommy opened the door. "What is it? Is your house on fire?" "No," I said, "but my ass is. I need you to fuck me right now, Dad." "Okay, Son," he laughed, waking up to the thought. "Better come in then." ***** When Tommy had me bent over the back of his sofa and was fucking me fast and hard, I told him all about the previous evening's encounter with the Potts twins and about Dad's nighttime emission. "Oh, that's fucking hot, Son," Tommy grunted as he rammed his meat into me repeatedly. "Harder, Dad, harder. I want your cum in me this time, not on me." "Oh yeah, I'm gonna fill this sweet ass of yours with daddy cum, Son," Tommy panted. "Yes, Dad, yes, yes, yes," I grunted with every thrust of Tommy's cock into me. I would never tell Tommy, but with my eyes closed, I was imagining my own dad fucking his cock into me and not just humping me in his sleep. "Fuck your boy. Fuck your boy's ass, Dad!" I yelled. "I'm gonna cum, Mikey," Tommy finally groaned. "I'M GONNA CUM!" "Oh god yes, Dad, that's what I want. FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!" "MIKEY! MIKEY! OH, MIKEY!" Tommy grunted with hard slamming thrusts. "TAKE MY DADDY CUM!" "YOU'RE FUCKING THE CUM OUT OF ME!" I yelled. "FUCK YEAH!" Tommy roared, slamming his cock into me and unleashing a flood of hot cum into my ass. "OH YEAH!" I groaned as I felt his cock pulsing inside of me and my own cock began to spew cum all over the back of the sofa. "Fill me, Daddy," I moaned. Tommy finally let out a huge exhale of breath and collapsed forward on my back. "Damn, you're one hot morning fuck, Son," he whispered in my ear. "Thanks, Dad," I panted. "You don't know how bad I really needed this one." "My pleasure," Tommy laughed. "Any time." ***** Dad was just finishing his breakfast when I got back home. "That was fast," he observed. "I guess it was," I replied, clenching my ass cheeks to stop Tommy's cum from leaking out of me. "What was it that needed to be taken care of so early in the morning?" "Just snaking out a drain. It couldn't wait all weekend." "Well, if it had to be done, it had to be done. I hope he knows how good a neighbor you are." "I'm pretty sure he does," I laughed. "That's good. Now, sit down while I fix you some breakfast. Gotta earn my room and board," he laughed. I could feel my ass losing the battle with Tommy's cum, so I said, "You go ahead and fix it while I go take a quick shower and get dressed." "How do you like your sausages these days?" Dad asked. "Big and juicy," I replied without thinking. "Coming right up," Dad replied without a pause. I could feel my cock stirring again and made a hasty exit. This was definitely going to be a long weekend! ------------------- I hope you enjoyed this latest bit of fun. If you did, feel free to let me know how much: hotfordads@yahoo.com. The more details, the better. ;) Remember, always play SAFE in the real world; you never know where that thing has been! For other stories by this author, check out www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#hotfordads.