Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2021 20:46:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Freddy's Happy Homodays, Part 2 (gay/incest)

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FREDDY'S HAPPY HOMODAYS

PART 2

After that first night, Dad became a regular late-night visitor to my
bed. It didn't take me long to get in the habit of going to sleep with my
asshole all lubed up and waiting for him. There was nothing better than
being woken up by his hard dick sliding into my tight hole.

"Mmmm, feels better every time," he eventually whispered in my ear.

"Wish we'd been doing this in high school," I admitted.

"All you had to do was ask," he laughed softly as he slid his daddy cock
slowly but insistently in and out of my warm butt.

"Really?" I asked as my rigid dick oozed even more precum at the thought of
what I'd missed.

"I just wanted it to be your idea, Son. Too bad you didn't think of it
sooner. Oh yeah, that's it. Nice and tight for Daddy."

"Oh yeah," I moaned when he reached around to grab my throbbing cock as he
continued exploring my warm hole with his hard dick.

"You've certainly grown into a hot young man," he hissed in my ear as he
began stroking me at the same pace as he was fucking me.

"God, I love having your dick in me, Dad."

"I love having my dick in you, Son," he replied before stretching to chew
on my earlobe.

"Oh yeah," I moaned again. "Fuck me, Daddy." That was usually the signal
for him to roll me over on my belly and really start plowing my ass, which
is exactly what he did.

"Whatever you want, Son," he grunted as he slammed his meat into
me. Knocking the wind out of me. Driving my dick into the mattress.

"I want your cum," I grunted. "Filling my ass."

"Almost there, Son," he panted, thrusting his cock deeper with even greater
urgency. "Gonna breed you, Son."

"Oh yeah," I moaned. "Give it to me."

"Gonna cum," he hissed. "Almost there."

"Fill my ass, Dad," I ordered. "Do it."

"FUCK, FREDDY!" he growled between clenched teeth as he slammed his daddy
dick all the way up my hungry butt and started to unload his hot jizz.

"Yeah, that's it," I groaned as his cock throbbed and pulsed in my ass. "Do
it, Dad. Give it to me," I begged as his seed shot into my guts again and
again and again with every uncontrollable thrust.

"Oh fuck, Freddy," he moaned as he finally collapsed on me and kissed the
back of my neck. "You're so good to me."

"Just giving you the respect you deserve," I chuckled.

"And I'll give you the blowjob you deserve," he replied as he pulled his
deflating cock out of my ass and rolled me over on my back. "That's what I
like to see," he smiled as my still-hard dick waved in front of him. "And
taste," he added as he sank between my legs and slipped his mouth over my
engorged cock.

"Oh yeah, Dad," I moaned as the heat and warmth of his mouth enveloped
me. "Feels so good," I added as he sucked more and more of my cock into his
mouth. "So good," I repeated softly as I ran my fingers through his hair
and he continued working my meat with a level of skill that surprised me
every time. My cock was definitely not the first one he ever had in that
mouth. I was both impressed and jealous.

"Mmmmmm," he grunted around my throbbing cock as he found my cummy asshole
with one of his fingers. He slid the finger easily into me, and I tightened
my hole around it.

"Oh god, you know I like that," I moaned as he slid another finger into my
hole and set up a steady fucking rhythm. My entire body was on fire. My
cock being devoured by his mouth. My ass being assaulted by his fingers. My
nipples being tortured by my own hands. I never could last long in that
state. "OH FUCK!" I grunted.

"Mmmmmppphh!" Dad growled as I began thrusting my meat into his
mouth. Faster, faster, faster. Tightening the grip on my nipples. Twisting
them firmly. Tightening my ass even more on his fucking fingers.

"Gonna cum," I hissed. "Now, Dad, NOW!"

He pulled his mouth off of my cock and pumped the pulsing shaft frantically
with his tight fist. His tongue hung out of his mouth, waiting to be
coated. "Feed me, Freddy," he begged. "Wanna taste your sweet cum."

"OH FUCK, DAD," I grunted. My cock pulsed in his flying fist. My balls
tightened up. My muscles all contracted. And my cum blew. A shot on Dad's
forehead. A shot on his nose. A shot on his tongue. And then the tip of my
still-cumming cock disappeared inside his mouth. His lips wrapped around my
throbbing shaft, and he sucked more and more cum from me. My body convulsed
and my cock continued feeding my dad.

Finally, Dad pulled off of my cock with a slurp. "You never disappoint,
Son," he said with a grin as he wiped the cum off of his face and devoured
it with another slurp. Then he licked up another bead of cum that had oozed
out of my slit and run down my shaft. "Can't get enough of you," he said
before lapping at my spent balls.

The next thing I knew, he gripped me behind my knees and lifted my legs
up. They folded as he pressed my knees forward to my chest...and exposed my
asshole to him. As my body began to relax, I could feel Dad's cum oozing
out of my asshole. "Oh fuck," I moaned when I felt Dad's tongue flick into
my crack and across my tender pucker.

"Mmmm," he moaned as he lapped up his own cum before swiftly working the
tip of his tongue into my asshole in search of more pearly goodness.

"Oh god yes," I sighed, relaxing into the mattress and enjoying the
sensation of Dad enjoying a late-night meal.

And that's pretty much how the first few nights of my winter break went. I
really wished I'd known he would have been up for it when I was in high
school. But, as they say, there's no use crying over spilled cum. So, I
just enjoyed the excitement of spending all that special time with Dad.

The only hiccup in the plan happened the night Dad was so exhausted after
unloading into me for a third time in one night...with the necessary
recovery time between each assault...that he fell asleep! "Oh shit," he
grunted when he finally woke up and saw that morning had already
arrived. He rushed out of my bed and made a quick dash for the bathroom to
clean up. When we later entered the kitchen together, Mom just asked,
"Where did you get to so early?"

"I didn't want to wake you," Dad said smoothly, "and I heard Freddy moving
around, so I stopped in his room to hear more about how college is going."

"That's nice," Mom said innocently. "Are you ready for breakfast?"

"I could eat a horse," I said.

"Me too," Dad agreed.

"I swear, I don't know where you two get your appetites. You'd think you'd
been working the fields all night."

Well, Dad was certainly doing a lot of plowing.

*****

When Christmas finally rolled around, Mom packed up all of the goodies
she'd been baking, and Dad drove us over to his widowed father's place. I'd
always liked Grandpa Dan. He was a bit intimidating to those who didn't
know him, but he was also one of the funniest men I knew. He was always
cracking a joke about something.

"Well, well, if it isn't the college boy, slumming for the holidays," he
laughed, giving me a big bear hug as Mom ordered Dad about unpacking the
car.

"I figured I might as well treat you to my presence, Grandpa," I replied.

"Looking to pick up a few more presents, more like," he said, giving my
hair a quick mussing up and then letting his arm rest around my shoulder.

"Well, I never say no to presents," I smiled.

"And I'm sure there are a few with your name under the tree," Grandpa
replied with a smile. "After we eat."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh," I replied with a mock whine.

"What's the matter? Santa leave coal in your stocking or something?" asked
Uncle Jack as he emerged from the house.

"Jack!" Dad called out when he saw his brother. "I didn't know you were
going to be here?"

"Can't a man visit his dad if he wants to for the holidays?" Uncle Jack
asked. I'd never really noticed before how much alike Dad and Uncle Jack
looked. Now that Dad was more than just another dad, I had to admit that
his similar-looking brother was stirring up some unexpected urges. I'd
always liked Uncle Jack, but I'd never wondered what his cock was like
before. Was it the same as Dad's?

"I know I'm glad to have my son home for the holidays," Dad replied with a
grin.

"I'll bet you are," Uncle Jack replied with a mysterious grin of his own.

Grandpa cleared his throat loudly, right before Mom asked, "Where are Sue
and the girls?"

"Visiting her family," Uncle Jack replied. "She's too good for this old
man," he laughed, stepping up to the other side of Grandpa and wrapping an
arm around his shoulder. I could feel his big hand at the back of my neck,
then he rumpled my already messed-up hair and gave me a wink.

"She's certainly too good for you," Grandpa laughed. "Still, I enjoy
spending time with my sons without all the female chatter."

"Thank you very much," Mom laughed.

"Your cooking makes up for it," Grandpa laughed. "So, when's Christmas
dinner served?"

It was actually a very nice day after that. Too much food. Too much
football on the TV. Too much food. Old family jokes rolled out for the
annual airing. Dad and Uncle Jack even volunteered to do the cleanup, much
to Mom's surprise. After warning them that they'd better not break any of
her dishes, the brothers headed off to the kitchen. Mom settled into an
overstuffed chair and found an old black-and-white Christmas movie on the
TV. Grandpa and I settled onto the sofa. He wrapped his arm around my
shoulder, and I settled in against him to watch the movie.

Dad and Uncle Jack kept up their loud joking for a while. "Less talking and
more washing," Mom finally called with a laugh. The brothers went pretty
quiet after that, but I could still hear them whispering for a while, then
they went silent.

Eventually, the running water in the kitchen was turned off, and Dad and
Uncle Jack joined us. Dad sat beside me, wrapped his arm around me, and
gently grabbed his dad's neck. Uncle Jack sat on the other side of Grandpa,
wrapped his arm around Grandpa, and gently rubbed the hair on my head as we
all watched the movie together.

*****

When Mom and Dad finally started packing up for the drive home, I was
surprised that Grandpa suggested I stay with him for a few days. "Never
know when I'll get to see him again. If I'll get to see him again," he laid
it on thick.

"You'll outlive us all," Mom countered with a smile.

"You never know," Grandpa persisted.

"Okay, Dad, I don't see any reason not to, if Freddy wants to stay," my dad
conceded.

"Um, sure," I said. "Fine with me."

"I just want him home for New Years," Mom insisted.

"Fine," Grandpa agreed. "George can pick up his boy on New Year's Eve and
deliver him back to you New Year's Day."

"You wanted to visit your parents for New Year's Eve," Dad reminded to Mom.

"Yes, but not alone," she laughed.

"They're always in bed by 10 anyway," I laughed. "Not much of a
celebration."

"Okay," Mom replied. "You're grown enough to make your own decisions now."

"He sure is," Dad agreed, and they finished packing the car.

"Be good," Mom called as they started to drive away.

"I will," I yelled back.

"I'll make sure of it!" Uncle Jack called before giving me a wink.

*****

I was exhausted by the time I crawled naked into Grandpa's spare bed. I
didn't see any reason to change my sleeping habits, although I didn't
bother to lube up. Uncle Jack had volunteered to bunk with his dad and let
me have the guest room to myself. As I drifted off to sleep, I was sure I
heard some moaning, but I was too tired after all of the day's excitement
to think about it much.

*****

"Freddy? You asleep?" Obviously, my brain was used to Dad's night visits. I
grunted, adjusted my sleeping position, and started to sink back into
dreamland. Then, I felt the sheets and blankets move and the bed
shifted. "You asleep?" Uncle Jack hissed in my ear.

"What?" I asked groggily.

"Your grandpa's snoring like a hibernating bear," he laughed softly.

"Oh, okay," I mumbled back.

"Besides," Uncle Jack whispered, "I hear you enjoy having night visitors."
And with that, I felt Uncle Jack's hard cock pressed against my butt
cheeks.

I froze. "He told you?" I finally asked softly.

"We brothers have never had any secrets from each other," he assured me.

"I'm not lubed," I said, since it was the only thing I could think
logically as my mind raced around everything else.

"But I am," Uncle Jack whispered in my ear as he snuggled up close behind
me and kissed me on the neck. He then stretched to nibble on my
ear. Without really thinking about it, I turned my head until his lips met
mine. I felt his cock throb against my ass as our lips felt the heat of
each other. "Mmmm," Uncle Jack sighed as he pressed his lips harder against
mine and I finally rotated my body to face his.

"I..."

"Shhhh," he replied, kissing me again and pulling my body tight against
his. I felt our hard cocks pressed as close together as our lips. I felt
his warm, hairy chest pressed against my smooth, young chest. "Just relax,"
he said, then his tongue finally slid from between his lips. As soon as I
felt the tip, I let my own lips part to grant him admission.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I tasted his saliva and felt the roughness of his
tongue on mine. He drove his tongue deeper into my
mouth. Exploring. Tasting. Sharing. His hot breath filled me and made my
body tingle. I stroked his muscular back.

Uncle Jack let out a soft moan of pleasure as I gently scraped my nails
across his back, and I felt his hard cock throb and flex against
mine. "You're so hot," he moaned. "I had my doubts about everything your
dad told me. I thought maybe he was just trying to make me envious of
nothing."

"It's all true," I assured him. "Well, I'm guessing it is," I added with a
laugh. "I do enjoy his night visits."

"He's so lucky to have a son," Uncle Jack moaned, kissing me harder and
starting to grind his leaking cock against mine as his strong hands roamed
over my smooth body. "I wish you were my son."

"I'm glad you're my uncle," I assured him. "Another new experience."

"Damn, you are as horny as he said."

"I do enjoy him fucking me," I admitted frankly.

"You and me both," Uncle Jack panted. "Since before we were your age."

"Really," I asked with genuine surprise.

"You don't need all the details, but I will say, from the first moment I
had your dad's cock in my ass, I knew I wanted it for the rest of my
life. And now I want to see if I feel the same way about yours." With a
final quick kiss, Uncle Jack rolled over and snuggled his muscular ass
against my dripping cock. "Do you want it?"

"Oh yeah, definitely," I assured him as I began gently humping my cock into
his crack. I worked one arm under him and finally managed to find a
nipple. I wrapped the other arm around him and got a firm hold on his
cock. As I slowly continued working my cock into his sweaty crack, I began
gently pinching his nipple and firmly stroking his cock.

"Yeah, that's it, boy. I'm all yours to play with."

My buddy Josh and I took turns fucking each other at college, but this was
different. The only other man I'd been with was my dad, and he'd never
indicated he was interested in switching positions. Suddenly, I had my
first chance to fuck a grown man. And not just any grown man, but my own
uncle. "This is the best Christmas present ever," I whispered.

Uncle Jack laughed and then said, "Well, it's ready to be opened whenever
you're ready." I released his cock and slid my hand around to his firm butt
cheeks. I gripped them a few times just to feel how strong the muscles
were, then I slid my fingers into the crack. "Yeah, that's it boy, play
with your Uncle's hole."

"Fuck," I muttered when three fingers sank in without any resistance
whatsoever. "It's like a cavern," I laughed.

"I hope you have the cock to fill it, then," he laughed.

"Mmmm," I sighed as I slowly slid my fingers in and out. It was warm and
moist and definitely lubed. "Jeez, you weren't kidding when you said you
were ready."

"I never kid about getting fucked. Are you gonna do it or not?"

"Oh yeah," I assured him as I slid my fingers all the way out. They were
well coated by that point, so I just stroked my cock a few times to lube it
up as well. Then, for some unknown reason, I lifted my fingers to my nose
and sniffed. There was no mistaking the fact that there was more than lube
up Uncle Jack's ass.

"What's the delay?" Uncle Jack asked casually.

My mind was racing again and my cock was throbbing at the discovery, but I
managed to say, "Nothing. I'm ready if you are." I wrapped my slick fist
firmly around my cock and started to guide to it Uncle Jack's waiting hole.

"That's it, boy. Show your Uncle Jack what you've got."

"Oh yeah," I moaned as my cock easily slid into his gaping hole and
continued to fill him without any problem. "Jeez, you're loose."

"Only till you get started," he assured me, and I felt his ass tightening
down on my invading cock.

"Oh yeah," I moaned again as his ass gripped me tighter and
tighter. "That's it, yeah, that's it."

"Tight enough for you, Freddy?"

"Fuck yeah," I groaned. The tightness. The heat. The lube...mixed with
cum. It was all I could do to keep myself from shooting my load into Uncle
Jack in that very moment.

He must have known what was going on, because he said softly and
soothingly, "Calm down, Freddy. Just relax for a moment. I want this to
last."

"Yes, Uncle Jack," I said obediently. I wrapped my arms around him again
and just hugged his body to mine as I let my cock recover from all of the
initial excitement. It stayed rock hard, but it also seemed to grow
accustomed to the excitement. I didn't feel like I was going to blow right
away, but I sure wanted to fuck.

Uncle Jack rubbed my hand against his chest and just breathed slowly,
deeply, and regularly. After a while, I realized that I was breathing in
rhythm with him, as if we were one. And in that moment, I slowly started
pulling my dick out of his ass. It felt amazing. Smooth. Casual. Silky. And
tight. "That's it," he sighed. "That's it, Freddy."

"Mmmm," I sighed back. Then, when I felt his hole gripping just below the
head of my cock, I began sliding it back into that warm tunnel.

"Yeah, just how I like it. Take your time, boy. Enjoy the ride."

"Yes, Uncle Jack." And that's just what I did. The tense excitement was
gone and the relaxed feeling of sheer pleasure had taken its place. I
rocked slowly and casually, back and forth, in and out. Working Uncle
Jack's hole with my hard, young flesh. A nice rocking motion. In and
out. In and out. In and out. I reached around and began stroking his
throbbing cock with the same steady motion.

"Your dad wasn't lying," Uncle Jack sighed. "You are the best."

"Better than grandpa?" I asked casually.

"What makes you say that?" he asked just as casually.

"Well, there's more than just lube in that hole of yours. And unless dad
fucked you in the kitchen while you were doing the dishes, that leaves only
Grandpa."

"You're a regular Sherlock Fucking Holmes, boy."

"Well?" I asked.

There was a pause, but then he finally said, "Both."

"Are you fucking serious?" I asked, freezing my own fucking for a motion.

"Disappointed or excited?"

"What do you think?"

"From the throbbing cock in my ass, I would say excited," he laughed.

"When? How?"

"I'll tell you all you need to know later. Right now, it's just you and me
and I want to feel my nephew pounding my ass."

"Okay," I said eagerly as I returned to fucking him slowly as I'd been
doing before the revelation.

"I said pounding. And I wanna watch you do it."

"What?" I knew what he wanted. I was just surprised.

"Pull out for a second." His ass felt like it was expelling me, so I took
the hint and pulled out. He turned from his side to his back, then he
gripped his knees and pulled them to his chest and apart. "What are you
waiting for?"

I scrambled between his legs, then I grabbed his ankles and lifted them to
my shoulders. I took my hard, oozing, cummy-lubey cock in my fist and aimed
it for a return entry to his asshole. I scooted forward, and the tip of my
dick disappeared quickly into Uncle Jack's ass. "Oh yeah," I moaned as it
sank deeper and deeper and he clenched his muscles to tighten up on my
shaft again.

"Yeah, that's it, boy," Uncle Jack said proudly as he grinned up at
me. "There's nothing like watching a hot young stud fuck your ass," he
added, licking his lips and looking lustfully at me. Not even my fuckbuddy
Josh had ever looked at me like that. Uncle Jack wanted me, and I knew just
how he wanted it. I pulled my dick out casually and then slammed it
powerfully back into his hole. Uncle Jack's eyes rolled back into his head
as he groaned, "Oh fuck yeah, boy, that's it! FUCK ME!"

I wrapped my hands around his thighs and yanked him hard onto every thrust
of my cock. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. I was panting and
sweating. Grunting. Thrusting. Driven. Driving. Out of control. Uncle Jack
egged me on. Begging for more. "Oh god, I never..." I was panting too hard
to finish the statement.

"Sure feels like you have," Uncle Jack grunted. "You're definitely giving
your daddy a run for his money. Grandpa too," he added.

The reminder that I was fucking a hole already filled that day by my dad
and my grandpa really set my balls on fire. They tensed up. Tightened
up. Cum churning inside them every time they slapped against Uncle Jack's
ass. My fingers gripped his thighs like a vice as my cock plumbed his
depths.

"You enjoying churning up your dad and grandpa's cum, boy?" he moaned
seductively.

"Oh fuck yeah!" I admitted. There was no stopping me now. The early tension
and ball-busting excitement was returning to my body. My muscles were
tensing up. I could feel my nerves spreading the energy throughout my body,
which was already in overdrive. "Gonna give you a third generation of cum,
Uncle Jack."

"That's what I want, boy," Uncle Jack growled. "Been waiting eighteen years
for it."

"You're gonna get it, old man," I growled back.

"Who you callin' an old man?" he grunted back, and I felt his ass grip my
cock to show who was really in charge.

"Oh fuck yeah," I panted. "So tight. Oh, Unc... It's... I'm..."

"Do it, boy. Shoot that load."

"I'm gonna..."

"Fill your uncle's ass with boy cream."

"FUCK!" I yelled, slamming my cock into Uncle Jack's ass as every nerve in
my body seemed to explode.

"BREED ME, FREDDY!"

"I'M CUMMING!" I grunted. Blasting shot after shot after shot of jizz into
my uncle's ass.

"GIVE IT TO ME, FREDDY!" Uncle Jack yelled as he reached up and pinched my
nipples hard.

"SHIT!" I yelled as the wave of pain and pleasure rushed from my nipples to
the rest of my body, including my cock, which throbbed and spasmed again,
pumping more cum into that tight, hot ass. After the initial shockwave, I
recovered enough to resume fucking Uncle Jack's ass. Churning up all that
cum inside.

"Yeah, keep fucking me, boy," he hissed as he grabbed his cock and began
frantically stroking it from balls to tip. Up and down. So fast it was like
a blur. His eyes locked on mine. My dick still working his ass. "Don't
stop," he panted. "Don't stop." His breathing became heavier. Faster. His
ass tightened on my cock again. "FUCK ME!" he roared as cum erupted from
his dick and sprayed across his belly and chest. White, creamy streaks. One
on top of another. Until the last of the thick jizz just oozed down over
his fist and hairy balls.

"Oh yeah," I moaned, finally bringing the fuck to an end. "That was
amazing, Uncle Jack."

"You're telling me. I haven't shot a load like that in a long time,
Freddy. Thanks."

"Merry Christmas," I said with a grin.

"It might be a few hours late," he panted, "but it was definitely worth
it."

I reached forward and began spreading his cum all over his belly. "I'm glad
Grandpa snores like a hibernating bear."

"This was gonna happen even if he didn't," Uncle Jack laughed as he grabbed
me by the wrist and began licking his cum off of my hand. "Mmmmmm."

After he'd sucked each of my fingers clean, I leaned down and started
licking his belly. I wasn't going to let my first shot at Uncle Jack's cum
go to waste. It was tart and tangy and almost overwhelming, but I wanted
it. I wanted it all. He just chuckled and ran his hands through my hair as
I licked his body clean.

Eventually, Uncle Jack rolled over on his side. I spooned up behind him and
reached around to gently rub his belly. "Did Dad really fuck you in the
kitchen with Mom watching television in the living room?" My horniness had
been satisfied, but my curiosity hadn't.

"Yep, and not the first time it's ever happened," he chuckled.

"What if she'd decided to go to the kitchen and check on the dishes?" I
asked as I slid my hand lower to fondle his deflated cock.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," he sighed. "Your grandpa has standing orders to
warn and delay. He's become very good at it over the years."

"Wow," I muttered. "And you and Grandpa? Tonight?"

"Do I have to tell you my entire life story just to get some sleep?" he
grunted. "It was the latest mutually satisfying fuck in a long line of
father-son fucks that started way before you were born."

"Cool," I muttered as my tool began to plump up again. I snuggled tighter
against Uncle Jack's warm back and continued fondling his velvety cock. It
turned out that his asshole was so well lined with lube and cum that I
didn't have any problem slipping my growing dick back inside of him.

"Mmmm, that feels good, Freddy," he sighed.

"It sure does, Uncle Jack," I whispered back, then we both dropped off to
sleep.

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I hope you enjoyed this little bit of family fun for the holidays. There's
still more to cum!

Remember, always play SAFE in the real world; you never know where that
thing has been!

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