Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2023 12:17:33 -0500 From: Rick Subject: Andy Sleazes His Son part 6 Donate to Nifty. I appreciate any and all feedback through email. ~~~ Last time: When they got to Tim's, the brute stud was spread on the couch wearing nothing but extremely short athletic shorts and a pair of white socks and ripping the absolute fuck out of a 16 inch bong. He nodded as they walked in the door before blowing out a nearly opaque cloud of smoke. "How y'all doing?" he said in his gruff voice before reaching into his shorts and tugging his sweaty nuts loose from his thigh. ~~~ "Hey Mr. Hartmann!" Caleb said excitedly, walking his broad naked body across the room and flopping down next to the butch stud. They were equally men, but Caleb couldn't bring himself to call him Tim after knowing him as Mr. Hartmann the volleyball coach at his school. "Hey boy," he said in a low buzz as Caleb shimmied up hip to hip and laid his beefy leg over Tim's own, taking the bong from him and taking an equally big rip. He didn't take it as well though, and he coughed after slowly blowing it out with a slight wince. Tim looked to Andy with a grin, and Andy couldn't help but laugh a little. Caleb might be as much a pothead as his daddy, but he still hadn't smoked nearly as much as either of the other men in the trailer. "Sit down, Andy," Tim ordered in a friendly voice, gesturing to his other side as he took the bong back from Caleb. The volleyball coach hit it again as Andy sat down and immediately spread his muscled legs, letting his cock and balls dangle off the edge of the cushion. He wasn't wearing a cockring, a fairly rare occasion, but Tim was, and that beast was swollen up with blood. Andy had his neighbor beat on inches long, but Tim's cock was too thick. Genuinely too thick. He had a hard time finding ladies and guys who could really take him. He'd cram it in, but they couldn't all be fucked out like sluts the way he liked to. It was nearly as thick as his wrist and definitely up there with a can of beer. He wasn't a chode packing hoss though, he still had a good 7 to 8 inches of the cuntstretcher that he could use, and it was backed up by a ridiculously heavy set of hog nuts that looked swollen when they weren't. And Caleb loved that cock. Andy could fuck him deep with a good girth, but Tim was where he went when he needed the some rough pounding but in a way that would always leave his hole gaping during and after the fuck. Andy already couldn't count the amount of times he got sloppy seconds in a stretched out pussy of an asshole filled with his neighbor's seed. Made up for all the times Andy sent him over to Tim's in the same condition but with some extra glaze on Caleb's face. Tim's big body was sweaty and putting off musk smells Caleb couldn't get enough of. Andy was ambivalent about it, but his boy couldn't get enough of some manstink. He was always buried in his dad's pits, crotch, feet, and ass any time he came home with a worked up sweat. Andy did like how his son worshipped his body like a hungry whore with his tongue, though, and Tim felt the same. The beefy jock buried his face into Tim's shoulder and armpit, the pervy coach grinning and lifting his swole arm up to let him in deeper. Andy was built like a bodybuilder, but Tim was more like a powerlifter. Andy didn't have shredded abs, but Tim had a full gut and some serious cushion on his ropes of muscle. "Opened the boy up for ya before we got here," Andy said before hitting the bong. What he got by the time it got to him was mostly ash, though, so he quickly passed it back to Tim who was getting his pits sniffed and licked by Caleb like a dog. "Hell yeah, good to hear," Tim said as he reached down and dumped the bowl, quickly restuffing it with a couple hearty pinched from a fat pile on the scuffed up table. He handed it back to the buff redneck father who eagerly lit the bowl and ripped it hard. He could handle his tobacco, so long heavy rips were nothing for the stud. Once Andy handed the monster bong back to Tim, the bowl was half burnt through, and Andy was laying back in the couch and letting the high soak in while his boy serviced his generous neighbor. It was nice when the boy's sluttiness got him something in return. The two older men shot the shit for a while as Caleb moved over Tim's body with his hands and mouth, then his dad's. Tim pushed the table back with one of his big feet and let the pig have ample space to worship their bodies while they talked and smoked some more weed. It was when Caleb had gotten to Andy's feet, repeating the same service from earlier but with added energy, sucking his toes like cocks that the sleazeball father sat up and grinned. Clearly Caleb was eager for the main event. Andy felt his eyes a little glazed and dropped, but Caleb looked half fried beneath him, his eyes red and squinted. He had that dopey grin on his face and spit smeared across his lips, which he wiped with his arm before letting out a little pant. "Alright, boy, get to it," Andy said, patting his lap and tugging on his babymakers. "Ahht, I don't know," Tim said, turning his square head and grinning. "I think you had enough time to get some head in before you came over." Andy grinned back. "Alright, you're right." He looked back down to Caleb. "Go on and suck Mr. Hartmann's dick you little slut." And get to sucking he did. He was an overeager pup when it came to sex, and Andy loved it. Reminded him of himself, but just as eager to please others as himself. Andy was a greedy top, but Caleb could do it all. Caleb was swallowing Tim's girthy cock down, and with ease. When Andy had first fucked him he was clearly experienced but not developed in the art of cocksucking. Now he was a natural, bobbing his head up and down Tim's shaft smoothly as he eagerly slobbered it up, his thick spit rolling down onto Tim's hefty cockring and balls. "Aw, right there," Tim moaned as he pushed Caleb's head down into his crotch as Andy took another fat rip from the bong, goofily grinning himself as he saw Caleb push his hands against Tim's solid thighs from the force the older man was plugging his overly girthy cock into the slut's throat. Caleb didn't gag though, and after a while, he came back up for breath and grinned before wiping his lips and going back down. He kept at Tim's cock for a while, Andy and Tim passing the bong back and forth for another bowl or two while the volleyball coach got his manmeat serviced by the jock stud. It was usually a good while before Tim himself needed a break from head, but he let Caleb go to sit back and take a break. The young bull slid off his meat with ease and relaxation, taking a deep breath as he leaned back against the table to shift off his knees. His bare ass sat on the carpeted floor, and Andy couldn't help but grin knowing that was the same ass he had just fucked ass to mouth with a dildo. "Want a hit?" Tim said with a cruel grin, stroking his slobber coated cockring bound package with one hand and holding out the bong with another. Caleb had learned how to handle his weed since he started fucking Tim more. The high school volleyball coach was a chronic pothead, and he liked when Caleb took a few (or several) good tokes before they fucked. Felt more loosened up for him to really fuck hard. Caleb happily obliged to hitting the huge bong again, ripping it as the two men sat above him in the ratty couch stroking their oversized dongs. It was a view Andy and Tim both liked quite a bit. Got Andy to feeling like it was time to fuck him. "Alright, bust it open over the table, boy," Andy commanded, twirling his finger to tell his boy to turn around and push out that ass. "What, you think you're getting first fuck?" Tim said playfully, grinning and looking over with glassy eyes to his neighbor. Andy scoffed. "Well hell yeah, you got head and I'm ready to get to fucking!" he laughed. "I've got plans tomorrow, I can't be here all night." Tim scoffed back, a little rudeness to his. "Well I can, it's my house. Let the boy stay over, he can miss school." Andy shook his head and looked away. "Nah, Tim, I'm getting at him first." He looked back to Tim. "He is my son, anyways." "Y'all, just fuck me at the same time!" Caleb suddenly said enthusiastically, that expected dopey grin on his face before he scrunched it and let out a cough, setting the bong on the table behind him. "Dad stretched me good before we got here anyways. I'm still nice and loose," he said, standing up and turning around. He bent over, grabbing his thick cheeks and spreading them as he bent over to show off his hole. Like he promised, it was nice and gaped when he pushed out and slipped a finger in. Almost still slick. His hole was beefy and a little roughed up before Andy had gotten to him, but after a good while of getting fucked at least once a day every day by a variety of hung men, he had really gotten that asshole looking like a manpussy. Tim grinned again, his mood lightening. "Shit, don't sound too bad to me," he said to Andy as he reached forward and groped a fistful of Caleb's jock cheeks. So they rearranged, letting Andy get on the bottom with Caleb straddled over top. His ass jutted out towards the arm of the couch, and Tim stood there behind the fucktoy while the father and son met face to face. Caleb licked his lips and leaned forward to kiss his dad. Andy wasn't a big fan of it at first, but he had grown to like it when he realized his son could take a really sloppy kiss. Ladies always complained when Andy got dominant and slobbery, but not his boy. Andy started grinding his tip against Caleb's hole before pushing in, letting his son's sinking hips feed his ass with his dad's overgrown cock. It was thick, long, and pushed his prostate and guts in all the right spots. Caleb let out a moan of approval as Andy easily got in and started humping, his heavy sack swinging as he pumped his hips up and down into Caleb, the growing bull of a young redneck riding against his thrusts. Andy had more than enough inches to let him. "Alright, you're not trying to get a nut off in him yet. I'm sure the slut's loose enough," Tim huffed, strutting up and frotting his cock against the action. "Impatient bastard..." Andy mumbled, pushing himself in like a hook into his son's hungry butt. With his own meat lodged in Caleb's ass, Tim was free to push against it. Now Andy was girthy, but Tim was even thicker. He didn't have the gutpoking length his neighbor did, but he had a beercan cock that was even bigger when puffed up by a cockring. Caleb grunted as Tim forcefully pressed against the remaining space in his ass, which was none with his dad's schlong stuffed in him. But his hole did give, and slowly, Tim was tucking his way in. He moaned as he did, Caleb's asshole squeezing tight around his tip as he managed to wedge in next to Andy's cock. That's how it went for a while, Tim slowly easing himself and trying to push more and more of his thick self into Caleb's tight compartment. While it wasn't Andy's first time double stuffing a bitch, it was Caleb and Tim's, and the two guys were both loving it and finding the progress to be slow. "I-I'm trying to relax," Caleb almost stammered, pushing out against the two men so that his hole would lose some resistance to getting pulled apart. The weed was helping, but not enough. "Alright, I got it," Tim said almost impatiently, with a hint of a growl to his voice. He pulled out, Caleb's hole contracting from the sudden loss of tug, and reached over to the table to grab a small little vial. Poppers, and strong ones. He had been the one to introduce them to Caleb-he had been dying to try-and he skipped straight past the pansy shit. Caleb was a big boy, and he could handle the heavy shit. The butch brute pulled himself over the young stud, pulling his thick, hairy arm around Caleb to pull the vial to his nose. "Hit em, bitch," Tim growled, holding the bottle of poppers under Caleb's nose. Caleb could only let out a panted moan in response, sniffing lightly as Tim aggressively grinded against his hole for entry next to Andy's own cuntsplitter. "Don't be a pussy about it! Hit it harder!" Tim shouted, pulling Caleb's hair back to tilt his head up as he pushed it closer to the jock's nostrils. Caleb groaned and huffed deep, his voice quivering as they started doing their magic. It was almost too much fume for the young stud to handle, but he needed to get that sphincter loosened up to fit both horse hung men. And it started working. Tim pushed even harder against Caleb's already stretched ass and started fitting himself in. Tim may have had him beat on girth by a little, but Andy's cock had plenty of inches to keep himself anchored in his son's guts. "Good boy," Tim cooed in a bassy hum, sneering with pleasure as he felt Caleb's stretchy asshole relax even more around his cock. He pulled the poppers back, letting go of Caleb's hair to reseal them before setting them on the table. Tim reached back over to keep his grip on Caleb's head as he started fucking a few inches into him. Andy had a similar smirk in the front of Caleb, laid back on the couch and buried deep into his freaky son's ass. As Tim started forcing in more of himself, Andy pumped his hips to hump more resistance out of Caleb's ass. His puffy cunt lips were stretched wide over the men, feeling tighter than he had when Andy first fucked him. Tim groaned as he started thrusting in and out of Caleb. He couldn't quite fit it all in, especially at the angle, but he was able to stay buried and pump a few inches. Caleb's ass felt stretched tight around him, and while he preferred it loose, he couldn't say it didn't feel fucking amazing. Andy kept at his slow humping, gyrating the tip of his penis just through Caleb's second hole to keep himself plugged deep so that Tim could do most of the fucking. He liked knowing he was the one keeping it nice and open for his neighbor while their cocks rubbed. Caleb gripped the couch, moaning as the two men thrust against each other at the same time inside his ass. The two men went at it for a while, savoring the stretch as much as Caleb was. Caleb was a big, beefy young guy, but Tim was a thick and sturdy man and Andy was an especially toned and tall powerlifter with only a hint of beergut, so the two older men sandwiched Caleb between them as Tim laid on to the jock doggystyle to get some real force behind his thrusts. "Yeah, take it bitch!" Tim grunted as Caleb moaned in a whine as he buried himself all the way in. It was a tower of asses and dangling fat nuts on the couch as Tim and Andy pushed all the way in, ferally grinding into their fuckmeat together. That was when Caleb let out a real groan that barely sounded sexual, his guts contracting and pulsing as he had an anal orgasm. Tim tried to stay pushed in as Caleb's ass pushed against him, but he eventually relinquished control and pulled out, Andy following as his horsecock almost spilled out. "Unnnnnghhh, fuckkk!" Caleb whined in a low voice, his eyes almost rolling as his asshole gaped and quivered. His beefy pussyflaps were spread wide and open, briefly closing and then opening back up again as if his boypussy was breathing. He had been fucked by some big cocks and bigger dildos, but he had never been stretched like this before. The three men flopped on the couch, Caleb's ass practically oozing lube as the horny perverts took a short break and let their sweaty bodies breathe. Tim stroked his cock idly as Caleb ran a hand over his dad's shelf of pecs, sensually stroking his nipple as he laid his head on his dad's muscular arm. Andy just spread his legs out and sighed in contentment with a grin, his hard cock and hog nuts swinging between his legs. It wasn't long before Caleb reached over to the table, grabbed the lube, and slathered both his hands before setting it down to grab the poppers and hit them deep. He slid back on the couch so his ass hung off the edge and stuffed four fingers into his ass, moaning before deeply huffing the poppers again. The two men stretching him to his limit had turned the ass pig in him completely on. Tim reached over and grabbed a fat cheek, smirking as he pulled it aside so the thick stud had easier access to that sloppy puss. He groped and massaged it in his hand before giving the asscheeks a firm slap. The horny neighbor stood up and quickly oriented himself in front of Caleb, pushing the table back and rattling the contents on top as he quickly positioned his cock to mount the boy. He saw an opportunity and was going to take it. Caleb obediently slid his fingers out of his hole, gripped his buttcheeks, and spread them as Tim quickly mashed his cockring swollen tip against the beefy lips and started smearing skin to skin. His legs were pushed back, and Caleb was half folded as Tim pushed in full send. "Ohhhhh, yes," the eager pup moaned as Tim started pumping at his ass, picking right back up where he left off. The two cocks in his hole and poppers had done wonders to loosen him up. "Atta boy, that's right," Tim cooed in a low growl as he went to town fucking his neighbor's son like a cheap whore. But Caleb was better than a cheap whore; he was free and just as eager as the sexcraved hounds that fucked him. It didn't take long before Tim was fucking him full send, his large nuts swinging into Caleb's ass. The room was really reeling of strong men, strong weed, and strong poppers now, and it got all three men right in the zone. Andy grinned wide as Tim powerfucked his son, using Caleb's ass like a cheap pocket pussy he was intending to tear up. "Unnnnh, fuck me! Fuck me!" cried out Caleb as his eyes almost rolled back, the powerful skin to skin slaps of wrist thick cock ringing out into the air. Tim grabbed Caleb's legs, using them both as leverage and to push them back so his ass would really push out for easy fucking. He grunted as he pumped his hips, each slam of the last inches of his pussystretcher sending waves of pleasure down his body. He almost curled his toes as he fucked, and Caleb did, the boy almost wriggling in ecstasy. He was pounding the shit out of the beefy young meathead, Caleb's moppy hair bouncing as he did. He was really pushing it now, almost fucking the bitch from tip to base as he put as much force into his thrusts as he could. Andy stroked his cock and nipples as he watched, keeping both perked up and hard as rocks. It wasn't easy to keep all those inches of meat at attention, but this was doing it. Then, with a roar, Tim buried himself deep and started blasting his load as deep into Caleb's guts as he could. He panted in tense pleasure and gripped those meaty legs even tighter, feeling Caleb squeeze around his pecker to milk the burly man for all he was worth. He sat inside him for a while, letting the waves of orgasmic ecstasy wash through him as he emptied his nuts deep in his neighbor's son. And when he pulled out, Caleb's boypuss was left as a certified slophole. His beefy, almost leathery lips gaped and puffed from his body, a thin drool line of semen leaking down his as slip and onto his taint. Tim whistled and gave him another firm slap on the ass before stepping back and flopping on the couch. His cock was still hard, letting out a little twitch as one last dribble of thick seed beaded at the top. But while Tim took a break, Caleb got none. Andy immediately stood up to take his turn, grabbing his boy and roughly flipping him onto his knees, making him grab the back of the sofa like he did before as the horny dad stepped wide and adjusted his cockhead to his son's well used fuckhole. With no hesitation, Andy pushed in and started fucking his boy doggystyle on the sofa. Tim watched as Andy forcefully shoved in to the loosened up depths of Caleb's guts, all 9.5 inches of the muscular redneck's meat nuzzling itself deep within. Fit like a glove. "Fuuuuck, you feel so loose," moaned Andy. Then he gripped onto Caleb's wide ass tight and started giving his boy backshots. If Tim pounded Caleb, Andy beat the shit out of the jockslut's hole. Caleb's beefy ass clapped as Andy started jackhammering the pussy the two men had made out of his asshole, Caleb whining in pleasure as his dad's cock churned Tim's seed with vigor. "Yeahhhah, break the bitch!" Tim shouted in approval. He licked his lips and grinned as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead from all of the intense fucking. Andy started grunting as he not only kept up the pounding but started pulling more out and slamming more back in. He was pistonfucking his son, pushing through any resistance he faced and using him like a cocksleeve to get off with. And that's when Caleb started having another anal orgasm. It felt like his ass was trying to spit his dad's fuckstick out, but Andy wasn't having it. Andy buried his near double digit cock deeper, feeling his son's ass almost convulse around his cock, like it was milking him like a throat. His horse nuts slapped against Caleb's taint as he did, loudly plapping and wet from lube and spilled Tim jizz. "Fuuuck, Dad it hurts!" Caleb said almost with urgency, little tears in his eyes as his cock throbbed and ass squeezed. "Feels pretty fucking good to me," Andy growled in pleasure, feeling an orgasm building up. "Push through, don't you want this nut? "Yes!" Caleb barked with no hesitation, letting out a whine as his own cock drooled pre. That hunger for his dad's jizz up as his ass sent Andy over the edge. He roared and pushed in even harder, almost shoving Caleb down as he plugged every bit of himself that he could into his son's ass as he blew his load on top of his neighbor's. His cock pulsed and shot over and over, Andy's legs almost trembling as emptied his heavy nuts. The feeling of the white trash dad nutting inside Caleb as his ass tried to evacuate him out was like nothing either of them had ever experienced--and both had plenty of experience. And when he finally did pull out, Caleb groaned in relief as his asshole sputtered, expanded and contracted repeatedly, and finally blew air and jizz out and down his taint. Caleb shivered and shaked, moaning and squeezing his eyes shut. Tim just grinned and slapped the fat ass of his neighbor's son. "Atta boy, you did good," he said, still feeling flustered and hot. Andy flopped back down. When he did, he realized just how stoned he still felt and grinned, stroking and wiping the globs of wet off his cock before sliding his hand on his bare thigh. The three guys caught their breath, Caleb cautiously turning around and setting his lube and cum soaked and drooling ass onto the sofa. He laid his head on his Dad's lap and his legs across Tim and snuggled his head down. He was a big guy, but he was dopey and affectionate. After the three had cooled down, smoked another bowl out of Tim's bong, and got back to talking, Tim suddenly perked up like he had just remembered something. "Oh, I got something for the boy before y'all leave," he said, reaching under the table. Caleb was expecting pot or beer, but when Tim came back up, he was holding a big red mound of silicone. It looked like a butt plug, but hollow. "It's a buttplug that'll hold you open," he said with a grin, before handing it over not to Caleb but to Andy. The dad took it, turning it around to inspect before grinning himself. "Thinking you could piss through it or fuck it. Make that pussy tight again." Andy laughed. "Shit, I never got to fuck it when it was. Boy came to me loosened up." The three horndogs laughed, and Caleb thanked Tim for the gift with a quick asscleaning of all the sweat he had built up in his crack while they had fucked. And when Andy and Caleb got their naked selves back from his trailer, Andy tested the toy out by giving his son his pre-bed piss down his ass before putting a solid plug in to hold it and any of the two white trash perverts' loads left in through the night. To be continued.