Date: Sat, 29 Oct 2016 14:02:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: a4f101@yahoo.com
Subject: Busted, Part Three: Dad Steps Up

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Somewhere between the slow, deep plunge of his tongue in my mouth, and the
thickness of his big finger probing up inside my ass, working me slowly
open, rubbing up against the wall of my ass and the tingling mass of my
prostate beneath, Dad was getting me very ready for my first real
fucking. Yeah, sure, I was nervous, especially when he guided my hand to
the big, sticky throb of his cock, thick and curving upright, trickling
thick juices from the tip as I stroked it slowly. Fuck, he was huge, or at
least it sure felt that way to me. Definitely the biggest cock I'd ever
handled, and I know it was just my mind fucking with me, but suddenly it
felt twice as long and three times as thick as it had when I'd first
touched it last night.

"Jeez Dad," Billy said with that awestruck voice of his, as he got up off
the blanket and joined us, his smaller hand brushing past mine on Dad's
cock. "You're so damn big..."

"Dude, shut up," I said, feeling that twinge of panic inside of me
again. Dad just laughed, mussed our hair, then kissed us in turn.

"Yeah, I've heard that," Dad chuckled. "But not too big for men like you, I
think."

Dad's finger rotated and probed even deeper in me, and already I could feel
a second fingertip teasing the rim of my ass.

"Yeah, I think you'll be able to handle me just fine, Craiger," he
said. "Got hair on your ass like a man... I think you can take a fucking
like a man too, son. What do you say?"

He locked those big blue eyes of his on mine before slipping me even more
tongue, swallowing my moan as that second finger began to press up inside
me to join its companion.

Something about the magic combo of his probing tongue and thrusting,
rotating fingers was sure doing the trick, and Billy's hands spreading my
ass open and rubbing up and down my back sure helped. It was a real family
affair, to be sure.

"Could use a little slickness, Billy," Dad said, and I looked over my
shoulder to see Billy, his face alive with eager curiosity, purse his
smiling lips and drop a long wad of spit down into my cleft. I shivered at
the sight and sensation, even more when he did it again and again.

"Good man, son," Dad said, then swept my little bro into his chest to kiss
him, guiding Billy's hand down to the thick, throbbing length of his big
dad cock. Billy caught on quick, pushing it down to nudge the tip at my
hole, and I tried to focus my breathing, make my body relax, just like all
those how-to guides on the internet had been telling me since I was Billy's
age and first really exploring myself.

Dad ran his big hand up my spine, mussed my hair, then took my shoulder in
a firm grip as he pressed, and pushed, and waited for me to relax a little
more. We worked like that, Billy's hands roaming over us both, as I felt
the thick, spongy, slick mass of the cock that had blasted me into
existence pushing against the tight, pulsing ring of my hole. I thought
about how Dad must have looked that night, the night he shot the cum that
created me, big and young and farm-strong, plowing his epic breeder's cock
inside Mom. That sent a rush all through me, making my cock throb even
harder, and then just like that, I felt the intense pressure of Dad sliding
into me finally.

"Oh fuuuuuuck," I moaned, and Dad chuckled and playfully cuffed the back of
my head.

"There's that language we talked about, son," he grinned, but he kept on
pressing, pushing, past the point Carter Dean had managed our first
fumbling time, finding new depths inside of me to fill with thick, hard
Daddy dick.

I was surprised to find that it didn't really hurt. Yeah, it wasn't
super-comfortable at first, the pressure building inside of me, but fuck, I
could really take him, and I felt my chest expand with pride at
that. Expanding like my hole apparently was, as it opened up to let Dad in,
wrapping tight around him and squeezing him, making him grunt and push,
until I felt the intense heat of his sweaty, furry torso near the skin of
my back. Dad slipped those thick arms of his around my torso, pulling my
shoulders up and back against his chest, and then with a final thrust, he
was fully embedded in me. We both moaned, Billy gasped, and the three of us
froze in place for a minute, adjusting to this fucking amazing new reality
between us.

"Jeez Dad, you're all the way in him!" Billy gasped softly, and then Dad
chuckled, kissed the side of my neck, and set to work fucking me.

I guess he could have just fucked me into the blanket, down into the hay
bales under that, through the floorboards of the loft, all the way down
into the ground if he wanted to. He had the power and strength to fuck me
like a rag doll. But that wasn't how Dad was. Yeah, he was big, quiet,
tough, but he cared, too. I could tell he wanted to make this good for me,
good for all of us, and shit, he was doing a bang-up job of that. He
murmured a low, steady stream of encouraging, sexy words in my ear as he
built up his rhythm, hitting new, different spots all up in me with each
solid fuckstroke, telling me how tight and hot and sweet my ass felt, what
a fine fuck I was, how proud I was making him. How much of a man I was
being for him.

Yeah, I pretty much fell in love with him after all that.

Dad's thick, rough fingers worked up and down my lats, exploring the hard
muscles of my chest, thumbing, then strumming my stiff nips, as Billy moved
in closer to watch, and touch, and kiss our skin, joining me and Dad in our
incestuous dance. Slowly, I began to find my own rhythm, starting to fuck
myself back on Dad's epic thickness as my insides started to burn, real
good and deep and slow, setting a fire in my groin that slowly tickled its
way up into my guts, my chest, my head.

"Fuck yeah, baby," Dad said, a new almost-softness to his deep, rumbling
voice. "Fuckin' me back like a man does now, buddy."

Billy's face appeared in front of mine, an amazed, awestruck smile on his
face.

"This is so cool, Craigy!" he murmured, and came in to kiss me. Our tongues
danced, slow and sweet, like we liked to do best, and when his hand found
the hard throb of my dick between us, I moaned into his mouth, clutched his
head in my hands, and really went to town on him.

"How does he feel, big bro?" he panted when we finally separated. "Does he
hurt?"

"Naw, baby bro," I grinned. "So fuckin' big... but so right... you'll see,
Billy... you'll see..."

"Yeah you will, kid," Dad panted from behind. "If you want to... I'd love
to show you too, son."

"Oh shit," Billy moaned, his hand falling to his cock in a blur. I laughed,
kissed him, batted his hand away from his cock.

"Save it for Dad, baby bro," I murmured against his lips, loving his hungry
whimper, loving even more the sudden hungry thrust of his tongue back into
my mouth. Then he pulled back, stepping around to our side, talking to Dad
in a low, husky voice I hadn't yet heard from him.

"You gonna cum in him, Dad?" he asked, with a mix of boyish curiosity and
manly intensity that had me wanting to get back up into him all over
again. "You gonna breed him up?"

"Yeah, you think I should, Billy boy?" Dad grunted, and then I heard the
hungry, grunting, wet smack of their lips and tongues. "Eager to get your
turn on Daddy's cock, huh lil buddy?"

"Yeah, Daddy, I am," Billy said, and it was Dad's turn to let out a lusty
moan, before even more of those kissing sounds. He started to fuck me
deeper, more intently, and I knew we weren't coming down from this hayloft
until he'd bred both of his boys.

I started fucking Dad back, letting my hips find that instinctive rhythm,
and fuck yeah, he was pushing all of my buttons, all the way up inside of
me. My cock was back to full hardness, slow-dripping on the blanket under
me, and already, even though it hadn't been all that long, I could feel the
slow-building tingle in my groin. If Dad kept it up... kept hitting that
spot inside me... oh yeah, fuck, that spot... if he shot that thick, hot
cum of his inside my ass, up deep in my guts, that strong man's cum he'd
made me with... ohshitfuckdamn, I was gonna nut, real soon, real hard.

"Dad, c'mon, I'm gonna cum," I panted. "Fuck it out of me, Dad... fuck me
off... fuck the nut out of me..."

"Yeah," Billy said. "Make him cum, Daddy."

"Fuck yeah," Dad growled. "Then I'm gonna make you cum again, lil
buddy. Fuck your big brother off, then it'll be your turn, baby..."

All that punctuated with the slap of his hips against my ass, his big paws
holding my hips tight, both of us grunting and sweating, Billy taking turns
kissing us both, all three of us totally lost in this. I guess this was how
it was for Dad and his brothers back in the day, and man, I wished I'd been
alive to see that...

"Cum, Craiger," Dad's voice said in my ear, all of a sudden, deep and husky
and in heat. "Show me that load. Show me how you're gonna shoot the cum
that makes your son someday, buddy."

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" I halfway-wailed, and then I was blasting off, all
over the blanket and Billy's muscular young thigh as he kneeled beside me,
watching with a huge grin, his hand playing with my sweaty pec, murmuring
his own encouraging words.

"God... damn!" Dad growled, and I felt his fingers sinking into my flesh,
his hips slamming hard as he planted the full length of his sonmaker up
inside of me, then the shake and shiver of his body as he huffed out deep,
hoarse breaths and unloaded his seed in me.

I swear my ass didn't want to let him go, but eventually he pulled out with
a pop that made Billy laugh, and then the three of us were chuckling, as
Dad flopped his big, sweaty body down on the blanket by me, pulling Billy
and me close to him and his hairy, heaving chest. His cock lay half-soft on
the solid swell of his belly, still trickling his seed into the
sweat-matted hair there, as he took turns slow-kissing us. Already, Billy
was hunching his hips, pushing his hard teen cock into the bigness of Dad's
brawny thigh.

"Easy there, hoss," Dad chuckled, kissing him and swatting his hard young
ass. "Gonna need a minute or three before the next round. Why don't you go
down to the truck, get us some of those water bottles out of the back?"

Billy was up and heading for the ladder down in a flash, his dick arced up
comically from his lithe, muscled young body. Me, I was reaching down under
my balls, to my newly furry taint, tentatively feeling the slick,
cum-glazed skin, the slow trickle of Dad's potent seed from my retightening
hole. I brought my fingers up, a little stunned at the sight of it - even
more stunned when Dad leaned over and sucked my fingers clean, eyes on me,
before kissing me slow and deep and sensual.

"One day, son," he said when our lips parted. "If the farm's still here, of
course... one day I hope you bring your own boys up here. Teach `em. Always
wished my Daddy had, even with all the fun me and my brothers had. Nothin'
like being with your own flesh and blood, son - and especially your old
man, am I right?"

"Hell yeah you are, Dad," I grinned. "Nothin' like it," and we kissed some
more.

"Nothin' like what?" Billy said almost anxiously, like he was missing out,
as his head and shoulders appeared at the top of the ladder, clambering up
with a six-pack of bottled water under one arm.

"Get your fine young ass over here and see, lil buddy," Dad chuckled,
patting the blanket beside him. "'Bout your turn to find out, I reckon."

We both laughed at the boyish eagerness on Billy's handsome face as he
practically leaped through the air and onto the blanket. Then our laughter
turned into moans, and words, and noises, as my little brother got his turn
to experience this awesome family legacy of ours, and I got my turn to
watch.

*The End*