Date: Mon, 29 Oct 2018 00:22:20 +0000 From: blantonbloomer Subject: Butt Slut 4 Butt Slut 4 by Blanton Bloomer After the hot and brutal excursion with Sam Sunday before dinner, we didn't see each other or speak of what happened between us the rest of the evening. I have expected to find him storming into my room in the middle of the night to feed me his cock one last time before he fell asleep, but it didn't happen. I wasn't sure whether or not I was grateful or disappointed. My wife came home just just after I had woken up Monday morning, and thankfully, Sam was still asleep. So, I pulled Wilma outside on our porch, and confessed to sleeping with a man Friday night. I wasn't sure whether or not I should say that it lasted all weekend, and I sure as hell wasn't going to mention Sebastian or Sam. But I decided to just leave it at Friday, and leave it at that. Wilma took is surprisingly well. Surprisingly meaning she told me that she had been feeling the same way, but with a curiosity towards women. She told me that she had hooked up with a woman during her work trip, and she was wondering how to tell me. It was a little comical, and we ended up having no hard feelings. Neither of us were sure of the future, just that we still loved each other, and were still in love with each other. Ultimately, with her work ramping up and the weekends for her we're going to require more business trips, we decided to separate for the time being, to see where things ended up. We gave each other free reign for exploring our respective cravings, and I at least was free of that guilt. Except that she didn't know that I had been gurgling her son's cum over the weekend. She had to work later in the day, and since I worked from home, I got to work in the den when she left. I got a ton of work done, and I didn't start hearing Sam moving around his room until around 2, so I decided to take a break from working and cook a little breakfast. The cooking was meant to clear my head, but all it did was remind me of what happened before dinner yesterday. I wasn't sure how to approach this thing with Sam. I was still struggling to wrap my head around the whole Sebastian thing, and now there was this thing with Sam. Both of my sons had used me as a cum dump, and I had loved it. I think that was the hardest part. As shocked as I was that Sam had initially forced me to suck his cock, I loved every minute his dick massaged my throat. After I cooked and everything was ready, I went to check on him. Only, he wasn't in his room. So I went to the bathroom down the hall from his and Sebastian's room, and the door was open. I figured I'd check if he was throwing something away, but when I walked in, he was sitting on the edge of the tub stroking his hard meat with a furious fist. "Jesus, Sam," I said, shocked and my body recoiled as such. "Shut a door if you're going to do that." "Why?" A devilish smirk crossed his handsome face. "You've already eaten my cum, what's seeing me jack off?" "Just...close a door next time." I was going to leave but he said, "Want some more of my dick?" "Sam, stop." "I thought you were a cum dump, Daddy." He stood up, and his beautiful dick sprang up, eager for some type of hole to touch it. "Don't you want some cock?" He got so close to me that his dick poked me in my thigh, and my own dick started to swell. "Sam--" "See?" He reached out and squeezed my dick, earning a moan from me. But as quick as he had touched me, he pulled away, clearly only worried about his own teenage prick. "You like this. So why don't you just ease down to your knees, and start sucking you son's cock again?" I can't really explain it, because I wasn't going to do this again with Sam. I was trying to keep one of them at bay, and with Sebastian gone, it made keeping him away easy. But Sam was so...authoritative and it made me...hot. So no shocker when I slowly sank to my knees and took the fat head of his cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it until Sam moaned loudly against the walls of the damn bathroom. "Fuck, you're good at that." I lifted my mouth off of him, succumbing to the moment that was about to happen. "I was born to worship cock, just like this fat one in my mouth." And then I sank his entire meat down my throat, and Sam bucked his hips into me as he moaned. "Oh, Dad," We had a good rhythm going, me really teasing the head of his dick more than normal, because if we were going to do this, I was going to make him as unruly as possible. He was slowly thrusting into me, making sure every edge of his cock rubbed my throat raw. After about five minutes of this, he lightly pushed me off his cock. "Alright, get in the shower." "What?" I asked, standing. "I was going to take a shower anyway, bust my load down the drain. And I'd much rather take a shower and empty my cum into a warm hole." Sam turned on the water, and my mouth watered along with it. I was about to take my son's cock in my mouth in the shower, something I had never done in all my years of being sexually active. Shower sex was new, so this was going to be fun for the both of us. Then, we heard the front door open, and we locked eyes in horror. It was Wilma getting off of work. I suddenly remembered all the food in the kitchen. I closed the door to the bathroom and looked at Sam. "Fuck, your mom's home. And there's all this food in the kitchen. I'll sneak out, you take a shower." "Oh hell no," Sam said. "It's fine. In fact, I love the idea of shoving my cock into you while Mommy's home." He came up to me and slapped my ass, his dick steel as it poked against me again. "Makes me even harder." "Sam--" "Dad, just get in the shower." So I did. I don't know if it was just his cock that compelled me or his demeanor, but at that point, I was a goner. There was something about being dominated, and even more so about being dominated by my son's, that just made me leak more than I've ever done in my life. My cock had never been harder. The water started hitting us as we climbed in, and I'll admit, the idea of my wife being just a few walls away from us made my ass quiver. As soon as we were both settled into the shower, I sank back to my knees and started deep throating my son's dick, earning a thrust every once in a while from Sam. "God, that's good, Dad." Sam said. "Anytime I need to bust a nut, I'm going to come running to you." I didn't bother objecting. Partly because as much as had transpired between us, I'd probably take it and partly because I had my mouth full of him and I was raised to not speak with my mouth full. All of the sudden, Sam pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me to turn around. When I did, I felt the full spray of the shower head and Sam sunk to his knees and started eating me out. I moaned for him, and periodically shoved my ass back into his face. I loved this moment. Being treated like my ass was the only thing stand between a man getting off. My ass was meant for this, I just wasn't sure if Sam was ready or wanted to do such a thing with him being so young. "Sam," I started. "Are you sure you want to do this? Have you done anything with anyone before?" He stopped swiping his tongue across my asshole enough for him to say, "I've eaten out a few girls and gotten a few blowjobs here and there. But I've never fucked someone before," I silently nodded, knowing he could see as he went back to flicking his tongue across my butthole expertly. If this was any indicating, he really could eat pussy like a pro. He lifted off again as he stood. "But that's about to change." He quickly lined up his cock, slapping it against my asshole and my breath caught. Was my baby boy about to fuck me? Could this really be happening, and could I really be letting it happen? "Sam," I moaned, and that seemed to be it as he moved his red hair out of his eyes. "I'm about to fuck you, Daddy," He laughed a little. "Let's see how good you are at taking fat cock." Without any other preamble, my little boy popped the fat head of his cock inside me, and I gasped loudly. Sam took this as a sign to keep going and he decided to shove the rest of his 6.5 inch thick rod all the way to the hilt in my ass. I squirmed against him, wanting to feel the motion of his cock entering and exiting me. "Are you my cum dump, Dad?" "All yours, baby boy," I told him. "There's nothing I want more than your cum up my ass." "Good," he said, "Because I'm about to get you pregnant." Sam started to fuck me, and it was clear he was in no rush. It was like he was in slow motion as he would withdraw his cock all the way to the head and then slam it back inside of me. I was stifling my moans but biting my lip, knowing Wilma could hear us at any moment. But we kept our pace up, Sam slow fucking me and me easing back to meet his thrusts. I thought Sam would be overwhelmed and cum fast, with it being his first time, but even after five minutes, he wasn't spent. Then, a knock on the door came, and he froze with his dick half inside of me. "Honey?" It was obviously Wilma. "Gideon, are you taking a shower?" I didn't know what else to do. Luckily, if she did open the door, she couldn't see us through the shower curtain. Thank God for the dark blue cloth disguising is just in case. "Yeah, I just hopped in the shower real quick." Sam took his cock all the way out of me, and I was thankful. It was hard to think with his dick shifting my guts around. "But there's all this food?" "Oh YEAH" The second word came out as an unintentional screech, as Sam had decided to sheath his entire cock back in my fuckhole without warning. I was going to reprimand him, but I needed to answer Wilma. "I mean yeah, I spilt some food all over me and just popped in real quick. Help yourself!" My voice raised again with the last two words because Sam was fucking me slowly. "Sam..." I said as a whisper. "I'm gonna keep fucking you," He told me. "Gonna fuck your pussy while you talk to your wife." I was leaking a steady stream by now. "Okay, have you seen Sam?" "Yeah, he's fucking his dad right now." Sam cooed in my ear, and I tried to ignore him as he fucked his way in and out of me in his slow rhythm. "And he's close to cumming." "He went to a friends house," I managed to say with even breath. "He should come, I mean, be home any minute." "Sounds good, honey!" And then we both heard Wilma walk away to presumably go back to the kitchen. I started bucking my ass faster against his cock. "You better give me that fucking cum, Sam. Now." "Yeah?" He was out of breath from the fucking. "You want me to cream in your sloppy pussy?" "Cum inside of me with the cock I helped make." He shoved me hard against the wall of the shower as he bit my shoulder to keep from moaning loudly, a gasp coming from me as he loaded my ass with his thick cum. He fucked out the last couple ropes of his orgasm, and finally pulled his cock from me, his cum oozing out in a steady flow. "Thanks for popping my cherry, Daddy," He smiled, slapping my ass and shoving a cum soaked finger in my ass once. "Metaphorically speaking." He quietly eased out of the shower, and I stayed there, out of breath from just taking my baby boy's virginity. I reached back and grab a slob of his cum and jerked out a quick load. I was becoming my family's butt slut, and I couldn't help but thank that I was fulfilling my destiny.