Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2004 23:38:47 GMT
From: haldram8@netzero.net
Subject: Dad's Delight ch7 (incest, m/b, m/m)

The following is a work of fiction and contains sexually explicit material
that deals with incest, gay and underage sex. If you are under eighteen or
your State and/or local government forbids such material do not continue.


     My Dad and I were well rested after our little nap with the boys. We
decided there were a couple of dozen more positions we hadn't tried and
wanted to cross a few more off the list before it got too late in the
day. I grabbed Mark and Dad grabbed Jake jr.
     Dad knelt on the bed and had Jake jr. stand between his knees. The two
horndogs engaged in a hot and heavy contest to see who could swallow the
other guys tongue first. Little sex fiend that he is, I think Jake was
winning, if my Dad's moans counted for anything. Jake had his eyes closed
and was glued to Dad's mouth. Dad's eyes were open. I think he wanted to
see the effect his fingers up Jake's ass would have on the little tyke.
Awed by the cock twitching sight and wanting to show my appreciation, I
reached over and inserted a finger up my fathers bunghole. After all, there
is no greater compliment than imitation.
     Mark was getting a little antsy, so I withdrew my finger deciding to
focus all my attention on the nine year old boy stud in front of
me. Encircling Mark in my strong arms, I dragged him on top of me as we
fell backwards on the bed. I made sure we were dick to dick as I put my
hands on his boy mounds to begin pulling him forward and back in slow
gentle strokes. I could feel his small little shaft connecting lower down
the base of my shaft on the down stroke, then traveling along the length of
my cock to wind up with his cock head between the slit of my own leaking
cock head. Every so often I would buck up so that his head jabbed itself
under my head and I would reach down and jack the two fuck poles
together. What an amazing feeling! I felt close to cumming so I dragged
Mark all the way up to my face, sliming pre-cum along my stomach in the
process.
     We kissed deeply. I rammed my tongue down his throat, then gave way
for him to try and do the same. All in all, he made a pretty good
effort. We kept on in this fashion till I felt safe to continue. I had Mark
sit so that his boy balls separated on either side of my throbbing lizard
as he humped into me.
     "Oooh, Dad! I like how this feels. I can feel your dick between my
balls!" he exclaimed.
     "I thought you might like it son" I said with a smile. "I know it
feels good, but lets try something else. O.k.?"
     He eagerly nodded yes and I had him scoot up a little further along my
meat. Grasping his little peter in my hand I guided it to just under my
cock head where I still have some extra skin. I gathered the skin around
his tool so that it looked like a hot dog nestled in a bun.
     "Now move your hips so that you move your cock forward" I instructed
him keeping hold of the precious package as he thrust forward. I almost let
go, it felt so good! I had never enjoyed jacking off more! We were both
electrified by the sensation. Five strokes into it Mark began orgasming
trying to jab upward while shouting: "FUCK IT! FUCK IT! FUCK IT!". He
obviously liked getting off that way. I had to admit, it was pretty
intense. My snake spat streams of gobby cum onto my abdomen and stomach
when I heard Mark's second "FUCK IT!". I scooped some of my ball nectar up
with my fingers offering it to Mark who hesitated before sucking my digits
into his mouth.
     "Mmmmm!" was his appraisal.
     Marky and I laid together watching Jake and Grandpa enjoying each
other's bodies. Jake was straddling my dad, bobbing on his well used fuck
pole. I had the bright idea of taking one of Jake's feet into my mouth
while his Grandpa was screwing the daylights out of him. The gesture
brought mixed reactions. Jake began to break out into little giggle fits
while squirming down even harder on my dad's dick. My Dad must have wanted
to overload Jake's sense because he began slamming up into him with renewed
fury. Poor Jake was so confused he didn't know what part of his little body
to pay attention to.  I am positive his prostate and little dick won out
over his ticklish feet. He mewed softly like a kitten as his orgasm,
prostate, and tickled feet short circuited his brain. He swayed like he was
drunk and finally tumbled forward onto my Dad who kept thrusting up into
the boy until he bellowed, what a sweet ass Little Jake had, slicking his
insides with copious nut juice. Jake was still a quiver with the multiple
sensations we had inflicted on his little body. Every so often he would
twitch an arm or a leg and shift his head onto the other side of Dad's
belly. They both were basking in the after effects of their orgasms.
Jake's soft snores began to issue from his sleeping frame. My Dad gently
lifted him up, kissed him on the forehead, and deposit him at the top of
the bed on the pillows. Grabbing a sheet, I threw it over my beautiful
little cherub, pausing to watch him sleep. There is nothing more centering
than watching your little ones as they slumber. I was a little concerned
that two naps in one day might throw off his sleep cycle, but resolved to
make him so tired later bedtime would not be a problem.
     Mark now had the full attention of both his Dad and his Grandfather to
contend with. He soon proved he was man enough for the challenge. Dad was
giving old Marky what must have been the hummer of a lifetime because he
was thrashing all over the bed while at the same time jabbing his cock into
his Grandfather's face. Mark had fistfuls of my Dad's hair in his hands and
was helping to direct the action with short tugs to the scalp as needed. I
looked over at my Dad who smiled with his eyes and shook his head as best
he could in mock disbelief on being man handled by a nine year old.
     "Mark, take your little thug cock out of Grandpa's mouth and let him
breathe a minute" I directed.
     Mark gave me a scowl but released his grandfather's hair and mouth. I
grabbed the lube intending to give Mark another lesson in respect, but my
Dad intervened before I made my way over to Mark's side of the bed.
     "Oh good! You read my mind" cried my father. "My hole feels kind of
empty and could use two fat sausages up inside it" he offered.
     "What do you say Marky? Wanna give it the ole college try?" I asked my
eldest.
     He nodded his agreement as I gave his healthy boy cock a few good
tugs. I slowly worked some lube onto his fuck stick readying it for
action. I turned my attention to my Dad's hole properly lubing and
fingering it.
     "That feels nice son" my dad said as I slipped my third finger up his
welcoming chute. I twisted my fingers around inside him to ready his love
canal for the two big sticks that were soon to enter. Lifting Mark in my
arms I planted a big sloppy wet kiss on his mouth that made him laugh. He
looked into my eyes for a few seconds before tilting his head in towards
mine to plant a more urgent kind of kiss on my lips. I took the hint and we
were soon grappling with one another's tongues. It was so sexy to be
holding my nine year old son in my arms while exploring his mouth with my
probing tongue. My dick shot up to aim at the sky as a glob of precum
seeped out of my piss slit to travel down the length of my shaft like lava
from a volcano.
     We were good to go. I lowered Mark onto his grandfathers back so that
he would be able to reach his Grandpa's hole with his short boy cock. He
needed help finding the entry so I helped him out a little by guiding it to
Dad's pink pucker. Mark did the rest, He rammed down hard into the waiting
orifice.
     "Whoa! Did someone shove a tree up my butt?" said my dad to give his
young grandson a little self -esteem boost. The compliment had the desired
effect, Mark smiled and puffed out his chest . He looked around to see if
there would be room to shove anything more in what he perceived to be my
Dad's overstuffed hole. I winked to show him there may be a little room for
me and began the long slow descent into my Dad's fuck chute. The feeling of
Mark's cock already crammed inside the expanding hole was icing on the
cake. I made sure on a few of my beginning pumps that I squished Mark's
cock up even further into his Grandfather's accommodating love tunnel. This
brought howls of appreciation from both Mark and my Dad. It wasn't a well
regulated fuck, but it felt awesome just the same. I am a firm believer in
inter-generational bonding and could think of no better way to accomplish
this than by shoving my meat up into My dad while my son's boner helped to
hold open his grandfather's man lips.  Oooh what a feeling. I pulled out of
my Dad and slammed into Marky a few times, just in case he forgot what my
dick felt like. The three of us finally settled into a nice rhythm with my
dick driving the action.  Mark was beside himself as I played with his nuts
as I slammed into his Granddad. It wasn't long before I blasted a fresh
coat of jism up my Dad's ass. Mark's wasn't far behind as he jockeyed for
position to release his imaginary boy cum up his Grandpa's man cunt.
     Mark and I collapsed onto the bed next to my dad. I knew he hadn't
came, so I took his dick in my mouth so he could get some relief. I was
facing the bottom of the bed and could see the door clearly.  A shadow
moved across the door frame blocking the light from the hallway. There,
filling the door, stood my oldest brother "Big John". He scanned the scene
and began undoing his belt. In a flash he had his work boots, jeans, and
underwear laying on the floor. He hefted his huge windsock letting it fall
into his bowling ball nuts a couple of times to allow his shaft to expand
to its full glory. It was like watching a tortoise poke its head out from
its shell. The massive, leaking, purple head slipped out from it's foreskin
sheath, into the warm afternoon sun streaming through the
windows. Beautiful! He was ready for action!
      John's shirt was unbuttoned and left to sail in the breeze as he
crossed the room in two steps.  The telephone pole he called a cock was at
my Dad's asshole in nothing flat! I had Mark throw me the lube bottle to
try and prep Dad's hole before John plunged into him. I took one hand and
began stroking the waiting stallion in an attempt to draw his attention
away long enough to get everything ready. It worked, Big John was
momentarily distracted. I managed to get a few grunts and half a cup of
precum out of him while slicking down his poker with lube before he
wouldn't be put off any longer. He dove at the upturned ass in front of
him. What a beast!
     Dad had prepared himself as best he could by doing some breathing
exercises, but in the end nothing would have eased the onslaught of his
hole by the leviathan that snaked its way up into his belly.  There was
nothing I could do but watch, so I stood to try and see the action from a
different angle, at which point I was pressed into service by John's big
meaty paw. He reached over and clamped onto the back of my head guiding me
to his erect nipples. I had no choice but to service his tits while he
slammed into our screaming father. Dad was bleating like the stuffed cock
pig that he was. I had seen this scene several times before in my life, so
I was no longer impressed by the ear splitting sound effects.
     Casually, I glanced down from chewing on John's nipple to look at my
Dad's ass which was over stuffed with John's enormous meat pipe. Dad's ass
lips were splayed so that every time John would withdraw a little, Dad's
asshole seemed to be dragged pretty far along the engorged fuck stick.  I
knew what an earth shattering experience it was riding my brothers
cock. You were in such tremendously sensual pain that you went into a
trance where you existed only as your asshole and prostate. There was
nothing else but you sliding along the telephone poll slamming in and out
of your guts. It was life affirming! My Dad came twice without touching
himself. I don't think he could have managed to lift his hands supporting
himself on the bed if he wanted to.
     Suddenly, Big John started thrashing Dad's ass even harder. He
squashed my head into his tit so that I could barely breath. An animal roar
began building low in his diaphragm. Pushing me away with his elbow, John
reached under Dad's pits lifting him into the air and holding him against
his chest where he began thrusting up into him with quick stabbing jabs. He
let out a deafening roar as he dumped his seed into the rag doll that was
our father. Cum landed all over the carpet as it flew off John's pistoning
cock.  I envied my Dad. I could hear the squishing sound John's dick made
as it was still being rammed into Dad's cum slicked orifice. John had shot
his first load of the afternoon.
     Big John unceremoniously dropped Dad on the bed. Dad, for his part
didn't seem to know how to get his legs working again. He wobbled around
the bed before keeling over to twitch silently on his side. Mark sat
staring wide eyed at the giant penis deflating before his eyes while
stroking his own erect joy stick. Little Jake, who had been awakened by the
raucous sex scene at the end of the bed, stood up to clean his Uncle's baby
maker of any traces of cum. Grabbing Little Jake's head, John made sure he
did a good job.
     Little Jake soon had all the cum lapped up and looked his uncle in the
eye to tell him that "he was next". Big John smiled at Jake, then grabbed
at his dick to ready it for another fuck session. I didn't think Jake was
ready for such an intense ass ripping.
     "Hold on Little Man. I don't think your quite ready for that ride
yet. Why don't we wait to you're a little older." I cautioned.
     John gave me a look that said don't get in my way. I was prepared to
fight him tooth and nail but Jake insisted he would be able to handle it. I
had my reservations, but was willing to allow him to experience this defeat
on his own terms. John's fuck pole was ready to go again. Jake was playing
peek-a-boo with his Uncle's huge foreskin. He had it tugged almost all the
way up past the head and was biting at it. My Dad and I were trying to
think of a way to make this next fuck easier on everyone involved.
     We hit on the bright idea of putting Jake stomach down on a low
dresser that had a mirror attached to it. He would be at about cock height
for John and Jake could hold onto one of the curved arms supporting the
mirror.
     Like the coach for a champion boxer, I began to instruct Jake while I
slathered his crack and hole with plenty of lube. "Remember! You don't have
to do this. If it hurts too much let us know and we'll put a stop to it,
o.k.?" I coached. Jake smiled up at me and nodded.
     In the meantime, my father had Big John off to the side coaching
him. He had the giants cock in his hand and was pointing his finger up into
John's face telling him to be careful or he would have to answer to him if
any harm came to Jake. The big baby nodded his understanding as my dad
began to slick his cock with lube.
     The main event was now ready to begin. John placed his dick at the
entrance to Jake's hole. My dad stood on one side of Jake and I stood on
the other. We each grabbed an ankle and pulled Jake's legs apart parting
his ass cheeks to better accommodate the spitting python poking its way to
the tiny rosebud in its sights.
     Torrents of sweat began to stream from Jake's pores as his uncle
coaxed his cock head through the hole. Jake was gritting his teeth and
thrashing his head from side to side. I asked him if he wanted to stop this
craziness, but he shook his head an emphatic no! I shrugged my shoulders
and tried to pull his leg as far as it would go without dislocating from
his hip. What more could I do? John's head popped all the way in and Jake
let out a sigh. The rest of the snake began to slide into its new burrow
with a long slow glide. The sight of the massive cock entering the five
year old boy cunt was obscene to say the least. I knew there would be no
way the whole thing would fit. I was proved correct in a little while when
the disappearing pole came to an abrupt stop with two inched left to go. I
looked over to see Big John's nuts swaying in their low bag. "Oh! To be a
hair on those nuts" I sighed to myself.
     Now that the intruder was through the gates, the onslaught could
begin. Big John eased out and looked like he was going to ram his whole
bone up into Jake's throat when my Dad reached around and grabbed his fuzzy
nuts in his hand to give them a squeeze. John looked at my Dad who smiled
at him and said "You hurt him. I hurt you. Got it?" John frowned, but shook
his head that he understood. Everyone braced themselves for the attack.
     John was keenly aware of the danger to his manhood which was spilling
out of my Dad's hand, so he gently glided back into little Jake. I looked
down to see how Jake was doing. He seemed to be concentrating intently on
the task at hand. His little body was already slicked with boy sweat. I
bent down to lick a bead of sweat off his beautiful ass mound, trailing my
tongue down to where his hole was splayed like an awning onto his uncle's
cock. I traced my tongue on the sensitive flesh which caused Jake to break
out in convulsions of shivers. He arched his head proudly up into the air
as his uncle began to bone his amazing little ass in earnest. Both my
father and I shook our heads in disbelief. We never thought he would have
been able to take John's cock, let alone enjoy it as much as he seemed to.
Wonders never cease!
     A few thrusts and Jake had his first orgasm from his uncle's dick. He
quickly composed himself and went back to being his uncle's fuck doll. He
had no choice. John was fucking into him pretty rapidly now. He was still
constrained by my Dad's hand on his balls but they were soon knocked
free. I saw a smile spread across Jake's face and watched as his hips were
retracted halfway across the room. The force he lunged into the ecstatic
boy with pushed Jake almost into the wall behind the dresser. I put my free
hand on John's shoulder to stop him, when Jake started to shout out:
"HARDER, HARDR, HARDDDDDD!!!!!!" Who was I to argue? Instead of trying to
intervene between the two rutting stallions, I decided to take care of my
own needs. I quickly began pumping my throbbing dong watching as my
brothers cock stuffed into my youngest son's stretched love tunnel. My dad
was doing the same.  The scene was too much I lowered Jake's leg a little
and pumped out a load onto my brothers pistoning dick. Dad soon followed
suit. He had the added delight of Marky eating out his hole. The sight of
his father cumming onto his dick caused Big John to grab his balls and
twist as he unloaded a river of cum up Jake's stuffed ass. I was sprayed
with sweat as John gritted his teeth and shook his sweat soaked head from
side to side as he yelled out "Take it you little fucker. Take it!". Not
wanting Mark to be left out, I rubbed my foot into his ball sack until he
too had an orgasm.
     There wasn't an unpopped cock in the room. It was quite a sight
watching Jake's hole shrink back into some semblance of its original shape
after Big John removed his still dripping cock. A slow, steady trickle of
cum leaked out the mutilated little pucker. It was a miracle his hole
wasn't shredded!  We all looked at Little Jake's hole and started fighting
to see whose hole was the next to be assaulted.

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