Date: Wed, 4 Dec 2019 20:35:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Fifi Fideo Subject: The All Father part 3/ bisexual-incest Frank Ackerman felt like he was floating, the hot shower burned his skin a little but he enjoyed it, he couldn't tell if he had been there a few minutes or a few hours, all he knew at the moment was pleasure. He moved his fist up and down over his thick cock, while the other circled and squeezed his pecs. His thick member jutted out proudly away from his muscular body, twelve inches of pleasure, a whole foot of throbbing man meat, Frank was hard, and he paid homage to it by gripping it just as hard. He wanted to know what his new neighbor Catherine felt like, how she would moan and grind while he was inside her, he had only to think back to his small amount of time with her out in the woods, they way she said his name was sublime. She was in an open relationship with her husband John, he was tall, taller than him, probably six two...handsome guy with dark skin. Frank's hand stopped mid stroke, did he just think of another man? Frank shook his head and continued to stroke his fat dick, he couldn't see it but he knew that there was a copious amount of precum escaping from his slit, he sighed...Would John join their inevitable coupling? What was John not giving his wife that she was looking elsewhere? Maybe he was into guys too? Or maybe he liked the way his wife looked getting drilled. Questions that would have no answer until tomorrow. He heard a couple of loud bangs and two men arguing downstairs, they were at it again, Vince and Donnie didn't have the best father and son relationship and they were constantly on their necks about some thing or another. They had definitely chose the wrong time to stay over. He tried to focus at the job at hand and beat his dick with new vigor, but he wasn't even close to finishing. he wondered how the Krause's son Jonathan would digest the news of his parent's open relationship, maybe he would join too? Another wayward thought "what the fuck?" The big man lost interest in finishing and began to gather his things, he turned off the water and toweled himself dry. The whole evening had his head up in knots, married folk, angry kids and angry fathers, the world was full of different people, different minds and he was a simple man Frank thought to himself. His younger brother Vince and nephew Donnie were downstairs, better focus on them he figured, Frank went downstairs in black shorts and flip flops. "Woah uncle Frank, nice chest!" His nephew exclaimed, he blushed a bit at the comment that escaped his lips but the boy couldn't help his excitement. Frank noticed that his nephew was also shirtless and displayed a smooth chest with small pink nipples and a well defined six pack. "You'll get your chest even bigger Don, you started power lifting earlier than I did, just give it a few years kid" Frank gave his chest a small flex, his protege stood there wide eyed and mouth agape. "You'll get there soon enough" the older man said with a wink and grin Vince looked a bit uncomfortable as the other men began to talk about their chest and arm routine, it was all a big bore for him but on the other hand, he was a bit envious of the relationship that his brother and son had. They had more in common and got along much better than they did and looked much better too, Frank's hairy chest was huge, it looked firm and his arms strong, no six pack like Donnie but he still looked great. His son Donnie didn't look bad but he wasn't at the same level as Frank. His brother was a beast, and by what right did he have the nerve to walk around half naked, with that huge, soft cock leading the way for everyone to see?! There was something in the air tonight and Vince didn't like it, he finished his beer and grabbed another from the fridge. "Goodnight ya freaks, I'll grab some bras for those tits you guys keep swinging around!" Vince stomped his way upstairs to the guest room and slammed the door. Now it was Donnies turn to look around uncomfortably, he turned off the music and began to put the plates in the sink. "Don, leave all that stuff there, there's always tomorrow, get yourself a beer" Frank walked to the living room, turning off the lights as he went, he loved his brother but he could be a drunk mess sometimes, that comment was uncalled for. Don didn't join his uncle until after he was done cleaning up, he grabbed two beers and sat next to his idol. "Anything you wanna watch sport?" Donnie shook his head as he handed his uncle the beer, they were both pretty drunk by now and didn't care where the channel landed on "Something scary then" the older man whispered, they quietly sipped on their can watching man after man get ripped apart by aliens The big room was awash with the incense that Catherine had given Frank, it lulled the boys into a peaceful trance, all in all the night seemed almost perfect. Except for his dummy of a brother Frank thought and the woman he didn't get to- "Smells really good in here Uncle Frank, almost like flowers" "A lady gave it to me, she's gonna have a booth full of that stuff, it's called incense" he shifted in his seat a little, thinking of her gave his cock a small twitch "She said it smells like she would taste" he chuckled. His nephew shifted his attention back to his uncle, what did he say? "She just moved here, her name is Catherine, she's got a husband and a kid, a few years younger than you" "And this married lady told you that?!" "Well, yeah, I guess she wanted a piece of your old hairy uncle right?" Frank laughed nervously, he wanted to stop talking but the alcohol made it imposible. Frank's cock began to thicken, he could feel the rush of blood converging and expanding his meat, he was going commando and the loose shorts were becoming tighter and tighter. "You're only 36! You don't even look old, not a single grey hair! My dad on the other hand looks like a catchers mitt!" The boys laughed, good thing Vince had already fallen asleep, he would be in a rage right about now Frank tried to adjust his erection to go south, but it was hard to manage when one was drunk and practically high on fumes "I don't want to look like my dad when I get older, honestly I don't want to be in Amos for the rest of my life, I want out" Donnie confessed "is a fresh start somewhere else too much to ask?" With that the young man broke down and began to cry, Frank reached out for his nephew and held him close, he held him tight against his chest He didn't say a word, right now the kid needed to vent and let his feelings out. "Uncle Frank, I love you" Donnie whispered against his protector's chest "I know kid, I know, love ya too kiddo" "I meant it when I said it, I really do, wish you were my dad" It was bittersweet for Frank but who was he to turn away his nephews feelings, they held each other for a long time, Donnie had stopped crying and simply put his head on his uncles wide chest. He had never seen his nephew cry before, he was the tough kid, the sensible one, the one that always pulled through with a smile, in many ways Donnie had taught Frank a lot things over the years but the most important one was how to be a man that someone depended on. Since Donnie was a kid he had looked over him when his own father got plastered, or was out of town working odd jobs. If Donnie wanted out, then he would help, his Uncle Frank would never fail the boy. Frank nudged the kid and motioned to follow him upstairs, even in the dark Donnie could see and admire his uncles back, it was wide and it showcased many rifts and valleys of muscle that played as he swung his arms. One day, Donnie thought drunkenly. The kid was led into the other guest room, it faced the master bedroom which he would much rather be in, with his uncle, his new dad. "Well then, let daddy tuck you in then Don" Frank chuckled, he pushed his nephew into the bed and pulled the covers "sweet dreams son, see ya tomorrow morning". It felt good, calling his nephew son, the things it implied, the importance of it, Donnie may be twenty one but he was still the apple of his eyes. He gave Don a kiss on the forehead and stumbled out. Frank had barely left when Don threw the covers aside and took out his long dick, it needed release, it needed to be fondled and held, he needed to cum He didn't know exactly why he was horny, but it felt right. Donnie didn't touch it, he let it tremble and shudder with the blood raging through it, he loved that sensation, he loved flexing it until he came. "Ow!" He heard his uncle exclaim across the hall His uncle, his idol, his new daddy, how many times had he flexed his dick into orgasm thinking of him, how many thick ropes of cum had landed on his abs as he whispered the name, Frank? All he needed, was to know that there would always be someone there for him, all he needed was the man across the hall. Donnie pulled his dick inside his sweat pants and stumbled very slowly outside the room, across the hall and into the big, warm bed where a big figure lay. There on the bed was his uncle with only his shorts on, they failed to hide his muscle bound legs and half hearted erection. "Daddy Frank" Donnie whispered "you think I can sleep here tonight?" His voice shook, Frank looked up at his nephew with cloudy eyes, the kid needed someone, he needed family. "Come in kid, and close that door, I forgot to turn of the tv and it's a little loud" "I can turn it off?" Frank shook his head and made room for him, Donnie closed the door and locked it, the satisfying click of the door meant that the room was all theirs. Donnie got underneath the covers and immediately felt the heat coming of the bigger man but he embraced it, it called to him, like the light of a lighthouse welcoming it's ship to shore. He faced away from his uncle, letting the steady exhale hit him and warm his back "Tell me more about the lady, what does she look like?" Donnie whispered, almost envious of this woman. "Catherine? Why?" "Well, I want to know what she likes so I can have my turn when I meet her" he smirked, he felt the bed shake a bit with his uncles laughter. "Punk" Frank whispered back, it took a moment but he finally opened up "she's short, long blonde hair, some nice tits and a big ass" his cock began to take a life of its own again, the fat, soft member was quickly becoming harder, it's head strained against his shorts. "We were kissing and she went for it, one hand on my cock and the other on my balls" he trailed off, he looked down at his inflated shorts, the fabric hurt his engorged head, he needed some release, he began to get up when he felt a hand on his arm. "You're done with your story?" Frank motioned to his throbbing cock, he wanted to jack off somewhere, he needed to. "This is your home uncle Frank, you don't need to go anywhere..." Donnie reached out and put his hands on the black waistband of his uncles tight shorts, he looked into his dark, brown eyes and began the slow descent of the suddenly abrasive fabric. Frank put his hands over Donnies and tried to pry them from him but It was futile, their feelings were taking over. "Please?" His young nephew pleaded and with that Frank gave up. The waistband expanded over his ass and over the wide thighs, Frank's trimmed pubic hairs came into view but quickly were overshadowed by the root of his thick cock. That long cord that ran in the middle of his cock throbbed like never before, he could hear his heart beating like a drum and he was sure that his nephew heard it too. Donnie kept pulling down but the long piece of meat kept going and going and going. How?! He thought until finally it popped out and hit Frank loudly on the stomach and there in all it's thick and powerful glory stood the cock that Donnie knew would rule his life, for ever. They were both speechless, neither of them dared to break the silence, Frank's cock bounced with each beat of his heart, it raged in confidence. Donnie was awestruck, his naked idol before his very eyes! Frank's body was beastly, the boy couldn't help but admire for the thousandth time. He started with his hands, those thick digits that were scared from years and years of welding, they were connected to his forearms, which were thick iron ropes of sinew and muscle, then his biceps, they bulged and flexed involuntarily. Donnie sighed and got up on his knees just like Frank, he was at eye level with him now. His hand with almost a life of its own reached out and cupped his uncle's pec, it was hot to the touch, he nervously kneaded it, caressed it and loved it, the thick brown chest hair made it seem much bigger and sexier. "Please?" The young man pleaded again, it was his other hands turn Frank's eyes never left his nephew as the boy reached out shakily and took his uncles cock, it was hard, so hard and long...big, fat and wide, the dark cock head flared in response to the touch. Then, the boy began. He pulled the foreskin over the head and then back, forward and back, again and again until he developed a rhythm, he was finally doing it, after all these years he was finally milking his hairy, gorilla of an uncles cock! The giant cock was like a faucet, it was leaking a continuous amount of precum onto the bed and into Donnies hands, so much so that it was oozing down his forearms. Something told Donnie what to do, he peeled his eyes away from his prize and pleaded for the third time into the eyes of his idol. "Please daddy?" Frank finally made a move, he put his big hand behind his nephew's head and brought him close to his left nipple. "Suck" he commanded in a low and deep voice That was it, his nephew, his new son nursed on his chest, it was so hot he thought hazily, my boy. --------------- Thank you for reading! Feel free to e-mail, ask questions or suggest some ideas Also, don't forget to donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html