Date: Fri, 01 Dec 2017 23:45:44 -0600
From: roughrawready <roughrawready (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Anthem Part 8 (Gay Incest theme)

Anthem

Part 8: The Hard Way

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This is a story that involves consensual sex between an adult man and his
father. If that's not your kink, then this story probably not for you.

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Previously:

Dad said what I wasn't yet able. He gripped my ass cheeks and spread them
wide, revealing my son cunt to the rugged blonde Daddy. "Go ahead, Jim,"
Dad invited. "Trust me, Trey wants it."

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Jim edged in closer. I could smell his musk--clean, masculine, fresh
sweat--nearly competing against the alpha stink that my father had been
marking me with over the past couple months. Jim's scent was an intoxicant,
my eyelids fluttering just before I felt his thick chest chair brush
against my broad back.

Jim had a cock that was a full inch shorter than Dad's, but his fucker was
a good bit thicker and clipped of its natural hood. The head of his cock
looked like some kind of weapon, angry and bright red as it flared. The
blonde Daddy was so hard for a crack at my ass that he jutted up to his
stomach. Its natural upward curve made Jim's piece almost menacing, seeming
somehow harder because of it.

As he pressed in behind me, Jim's Dadcock found a welcome home in my hairy
trench. Jim gave a couple quick saws against my crack, grunting low as he
gripped onto my pecs. "Is your Dad, right, Trey? You want this?" Again, the
blonde stud pushed his steely prick between my cheeks, and I let out a soft
moan as I pushed my ass against his hardness.

Jim hunched over my back, his weight shifting my cock further up my own
father's open ass. The blonde Daddy's beard scraped along my nape. "I tell
you what, son," Jim whispered behind my ear. The heat of his breath and
deep timbre made my son cunt snap shut as he ground his fuckstick along my
trench. "I want this. Wanted it since we met, and you let my boy take your
Dad's hole. Think you're hot as fuck, and that my Daddy dick would feel
fuckin' amazing inside you." To drive home his point, Jim backed up a bit
and used his fat mushroom flare to deliver a quick series of wet slaps onto
my waiting pink.

My Dad was beneath me, taking my bone up his ass like the stud he was. He
was running his hands up and down my flanks to comfort me. He was staring
into me, too, waiting for my response. The cascade of sensations--the sweet
clench of Dad's ring on my son cock, the sheer strength of the man beneath
me, the bristle of Jim's chest hair along my sweaty back, his rigid pipe
teasing my college boy pussy--sent my thoughts into a frenzy. The smell of
men and sex and sweat had me swooning. "Make the call, son," Dad's voice
had a stabilizing gravity on my swimming senses. "Whatever you want, ask
for it."

I couldn't speak. Not at first, anyway. All I wanted was for this moment to
stretch out, for its pleasure and intensity to continue. My skin felt like
it was on fire, as if I went any further it would overwhelm me.

Still, the look on Dad's face as he beamed upwards--comforting and goading
me along equally. The subtle nod of his square jaw, and the bare squint
were telling me that he wanted this to happen. My father wanted to see me
get cunted out by other Daddies. That thought made my boy hole throb and
flinch.

It wasn't like Jim wasn't a sexy fucker, or that I didn't think it'd be hot
to take his Daddy cock up my ass. But up til now, my ass was the exclusive
fuckhole for my Dad. Every single drop of my Old Man's cum had been fired
up inside me over the past month, marking me as his. As much as I wanted
Jim to sink his fat bone into me, I felt conflicted.

"Tell you what, son," Jim interrupted my thoughts, and then himself. He
spat hard onto my ass, then again into his palm. He glazed his curved piece
as he continue. "Let me just slide in on it. Give my cock a taste of that
sweet son pussy. If it don't feel right, Trey, we can stop. No hard
feelings. How's tha--"

"I want it," I found myself muttering in a low voice. Dad looked confused
for a moment, and so I repeated more confidently, "I want it. Fuck that
`taste' of it. Go to town, Sir."

Dad held a look of concern, but I bit my lip and gave a single nod. I
steeled my ass for the initial thrust, trying to relax my ring as much as I
could before it was invaded. My father reached up and grabbed my thick ass,
prying apart my cheeks. "You heard the man, Jim," he encouraged. "Give my
son what he wants."

Jim set the blunt head against my rim, and I felt a kind of electric
charge. It was a kind of circuit completing itself--nuts deep in my
father's amazing hole, the anticipation of a hairy blonde muscle Daddy
getting a crack at my ass, the first push inside--all of it made me
swoon. The pressure behind me intensified, and then Jim's thick Dadcock
sank in by several inches.

Jim was at once a perfect gentleman and filthy pig. "There ya go! Sweet
fuckin' boy cunt opening up for me like a champ. Tight, and warm, and so,
so sweet. My dick makin' you feel good, baby boy?"

The thing is, Jim's cock was doing its job on me. My ass felt full, a bit
stretched, for his girth. He had pressed in far enough to get acclimated,
but not so deep that I needed him to stop. His grip on my chest as he
whispered into my ear was making my cunt flutter nearly as much as his
invading shaft. The sensation took words from me, though. Instead, I nodded
enthusiastically and rocked my butt back to swallow up a couple more
inches.

"Fuck yeah, son, that's it!" his voice was making my hole shiver as much as
his Daddy dick. "Back up onto it. Show me what a slut you are for my cock,
baby boy!" Jim went back up on his knees, resting his hands on the small of
my back, waiting on me.

Egged on by Jim's dirty talk, I slid back further onto the shank impaling
me. The upward curve of his dick was grazed along my prostate, creating a
buzzing sensation that ran up my spine. When my ass ground against Jim's
bush, we both let out a throaty moan. The blonde Daddy slid his hands along
to my hips and pressed his piece further into me. Through gritted teeth,
Jim said the word `fuck' over and over as his fat cock rooted around inside
me.

Jim drew back after reveling in the first slide in, and I gasped as he
railed his Dadcock back into its rightful place. A cock as perfect as Jim's
belonged balls deep in pussy. I was suddenly starving for it, and I arched
my ass up to accept what the blonde Daddy had to give. "Fuuuuuhhck, yeah,
Sir," I grunted as his first thrust sent my own cock further along my
father's hungry chute. "Feels so fuckin' good."

Jim clearly needed no other encouragement, as he began to pound my tight
college boy hole with purpose. Dad was taking my big son dick like the
alpha stud he was, watching my face as I took another man's cock for the
first time. We began kissing, my father's tongue invading my mouth and
giving me a taste of the cum he'd just previously swallowed from the Marine
twins.

Jim was an expert cocksman. He rode my thick ass in steady strokes, each
time his meat slid against my sweet spot. Though I was getting steady
friction on my cock thanks to my Dad's tight velvet cunt, it was Jim's work
on my own hole that was bringing me close.

Jim had a mouth like a trucker, his lips just a breath away from my ear as
he took my open son hole. "Gotta say, son," he growled low, "I figured
you'd be a hot piece of ass. But that stud cunt is the best thing I've slid
into in a long time. Deep, wet, butch fuckin' pussy clutching my Daddy
dick. Gonna make me cum, soon, baby boy. Best fuckin' hole."

Jim's thrusts were almost mechanically precise. He edged himself out until
his flared cock head hit my ring, then shoved back until I felt his hairy
balls smash against my taint. He did this time and again, repeating it with
an even rhythm that was driving my ass crazy. Part of me wanted him to grab
me tighter and punch fuck his way to climax. That part of me wanted to earn
Jim's cum, to take his powerful load as a symbol. I may be a young alpha
stud with a dick of death, I thought, but sweet fuck if I wasn't also man
enough to be a champion pussyboy.

...just like my Dad, I thought, and it was enough to get me even closer to
shooting inside the man who made me. Dad's hands were keeping my ass cheeks
spread wide, giving his buddy Jim free access to the cunt that lived
between. Whatever shame or fear I might have felt about wanting fucked had
vanished as my father's pride shone across his rugged face.

Jim shifted mid-stroke, and I became aware of a new sensation. I was pinned
into position and couldn't see, but the feeling of stubble against my taint
was undeniable, sending ripples of electric pleasure coursing through
me. Jim grunted behind me, "Fuck yeah, son! Lick my balls!"

Theo had wedged himself between his father's massive legs, and began
slobbering over the space where my ass and Jim's dick were joined. The
handsome younger man was grinding his face into our fuck, his talented
tongue slithering against the rim split open by his own Dad's curved
shank. Theo was grunting his excitement as he sucked along my hole, the new
sensation raising the bar for me again. The tip of his tongue squirmed into
my pink alongside Jim's cuntsplitter dick, and the scrape of Theo's beard
sent my hole to spasm.

Theo's mouth work was clearly affecting his father, too. He became more
vocal, egging me on for being such a hot, deep cunt for his Dadcock,
goading his own son as a cocksucking, ass-licking pig. All of this was
pushing me to the edge, as every thrust from Jim propelled me to buck
deeper up my father's perfect fuckhole. I was just about to cry out that I
was there, when Jim roared, "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck yeah, boys! Makin' Daddy blast
inside that sweet fuckin' stud pussy! Puttin' my cum balls deep in you,
son. Fuck!"

Inside my thick ass, I felt Jim's Dadcock swell. I could feel his piece
throb and shoot the first wad far into my gut. I became keenly aware of my
hole becoming more slick as Jim pumped his release into me. The entire
time, as with his entire fuck, the blonde Daddy kept a steady tempo without
breaking stride.

Jim hunched over me again, his hairy chest damp with sweat. He nudged and
licked along my neck up to my ear. "I'm gonna want more of this ass, when
there's not a line waiting for it," he whispered lustily. "A lot more. I'll
work it out with your Dad, but I plan on makin' fucking you a regular
thing, son." His sense of ownership over my hole made it clench
involuntarily, making us both groan. Jim slowly pulled his cock free from
my stretched-out son cunt.

Theo clamped his lips against my opening once his father slid out, his
tongue drilling into the folds of my well-fucked slot. The feeling was at
once lewd and relaxing, as the bearded boy sucked away at the cunt his Dad
had just bred. I figure Theo must have earned some of his father's seed
from my ass, because he grunted loudly and pulled free of my slick trench.

A moment later, he was up and making out with his Dad, both of them
growling as they swapped the cum Theo had coaxed from my hole. As they
kissed, Jim was maneuvering his son into position, guiding his son cock to
my butt. Before I could react--not that I would have stopped him
anyway--Theo had shoved his massive bone pubes-deep into my Dad-slicked
college boy pussy.

Jim slid himself around so that his face was beneath where Theo was now
invading me. The older man's tongue and breath was running along my cunt,
licking my ring as his son pounded me with abandon. Theo's fat cock--an
near identical copy of his Old Man's curved fuckpiece--was battering my
sweet spot and opening my ass wide. As thin strands of Jim's seed were
churned out of my hole, the blonde Daddy was there to slurp them up.

Theo may have had a twin of his father's cock, but the two fucked in
entirely different ways. The younger man was bucking into me forcefully,
slamming his hips full bore against my cheeks so hard they rippled. His
rhythm was erratic, quick thrusts increasing in speed as he hammered my
ass. It wasn't more than a couple minutes before Theo growled, "I'm there!"
before letting his load join his father's deep in my well-bred cunt.

His dick made extra-sensitive, Theo pulled out of my clenching hole. A
trickle of cum fell from my slot into Jim's waiting mouth, which then
jerked up to envelop his son's dick down his throat. The idea of Jim
cleaning off his son's shank of both their cum made my own dick throb
inside my Dad.

Both men, sated, pulled themselves up to their feet. Jim gave my Dad a
respectful, grateful nod. Both men took a step back as my Dad's words
brought my senses back into focus. His voice was at once powerful and
hoarse, are flat from a queer kind of hunger. It was a simple, single
question, but it made my bruised hole wink out an invitation as if by
design.

"Who's next?"

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Coming Soon...Chapter 9: The Bull and Dynamite