Date: Sat, 15 Jan 2022 03:33:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Freddy's Happy Homodays, Part 6 (gay/incest)

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FREDDY'S HAPPY HOMODAYS

PART 6

After one final rest area spit-roast, the fully satisfied truckers dropped
my cum-filled ass at the exit to my college town. I told them I could find
my own way to the campus, and they made sure I wrote down their number so I
could see if they were in the area whenever I needed another ride. I
promised I would definitely do that and waved as they headed on down the
highway.

"Need a lift, boy?" Dad asked with a laugh as he pulled up beside me.

"Depends on what I have to do for it," I replied as I climbed into the car.

"Have a shower for one thing," Dad smiled. "You smell like the backroom
floor of a sex arcade."

"How would you know?" I laughed, although I did have to agree. I smelled
distinctly like trucker cum and ass juices. And I liked it.

"I have my sources," Dad replied mysteriously.

"Really? You've done sex arcades?!"

"What do you think kept me from ravaging that tight ass of yours before you
offered it to me?" he asked with a smile as he stepped on the gas and
headed toward my dorm.

*****

Dad decided to join me in the dorm showers. As he said, he didn't want to
get home smelling too ripe from his own trucker experience. In spite of a
strong urge, I managed to refrain from dropping to my knees in the shower
and sucking his cock. It would have been pretty hard to explain if any of
my dormmates caught us in that position. As it was, we got a couple funny
looks when we strolled back to my room wearing nothing but our towels.

"Jeez, Dad!" I laughed as I closed my dorm room door and turned to see the
reason for the odd looks. Dad's towel was displaying an obvious although
not full-blown hardon tent.

"Sorry, it has a mind of its own around all these hot young men."

"Then maybe we should give it a little relief." I walked up to him and
undid the towel. I let it drop to the floor, revealing the still hardening
cock. I then dropped to my knees and licked the first bead of precum that
oozed out of his piss slit.

"That's nice, Son. I think we might have to shower again."

"Fine by me," I laughed, then I slid my lips over the cock head as Dad
began gently running his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah, that's it, Son," he sighed as I slowly devoured his cock. Swallowing
it deep. Taking it completely. "One for the road."

"Mmmm," I moaned as Dad flexed his muscles and made his cock throb in my
throat.

"Oh yeah," Dad groaned as I flexed my throat muscles in reply to massage
his shaft. He slowly fucked my face as he continued rubbing my head. I
undid my own towel and began stroking my cock as he fed me his. Suddenly,
Dad froze. Then after a moment, he said, "Hello, Josh."

I quickly pulled off of Dad's dick and spun to face the door. It stood wide
open with my roommate and fuckbuddy Josh just staring at us with his mouth
open. "Shut the door," I ordered and he did it mechanically without taking
his eyes off of us. "I didn't think you were coming back until this
evening."

"Changed my mind," Josh replied absently. We all remained motionless for a
few seconds, then Josh said, "You weren't kidding."

"I told you," I confirmed.

"You want me to go, Son?" Dad asked casually.

"No, sir," Josh replied, surprising both Dad and me.

Dad licked his lips and then asked, "You wanna join your brother and help
take care of your dad's needs?"

I looked at Dad quickly, shocked by his casualness. Then I looked back at
Josh, who was casually adjusting his growing packaged. After another
moment, Josh finally replied. "Yes, sir."

"What was that, Son?"

"Yes, Dad," Joshed replied. He crossed the room and knelt on the floor
beside me. Dad turned slightly to present his growing cock to Josh. It has
lost most of its hardness as a result of the interruption, but it was
recovering quickly.

"You wanna feel Daddy's dick?" Dad asked with a grin.

"Yes, Sir...Dad," Josh replied, then he slowly reached out and wrapped his
fist around Dad's saliva-covered shaft.

"That's a good boy," Dad said as he slowly began fucking Josh's fist. "You
like that?"

"Yes."

"You wanna taste that?"

"Yes."

"Then go for it, Son."

Josh and his incest fantasies were fully in play. "Thanks, Dad," he replied
as he leaned in and let the cock slip through his fist and into his
mouth. "Mmmm," he moaned as he got his first taste of my dad's dick and
precum.

"Looks like your brother enjoys this dick as much as you do, Freddy."

"I knew he would, Dad," I replied with a grin. "We've talked about it
enough." I then reached under Josh's chin and began playing with Dad's
hairy balls.

"Yeah, that's it," Dad sighed. "Help your brother take care of daddy."

"Mmmmph!" Josh agreed. Dad and son. His ultimate fantasy. Well, the start
of it, anyway.

After a short time of getting his cock sucked and his balls teased, Dad
asked, "You ever been fucked, Josh?" I laughed involuntarily, but Dad gave
me a stern look.

Josh pulled off of Dad's cock and said with a straight face, "I've been
saving it for you, Dad."

"That's what I wanted to hear," Dad replied. "You think you can handle it?"

"Yes, please," Josh replied eagerly.

"You got any lube in this place, Freddy?"

"Just a little," I laughed as I stood up and crossed to my nightstand. I
pulled a few tubes of lube from the nightstand drawer and held them up with
a grin.

"I think one will be enough," Dad replied, and he had a hard time keeping a
straight face.

"Okay, Son, up you get," he said, grabbing Josh by the shoulders and
lifting him to his feet. "You should be comfortable in your bed for this."

"Thanks, Dad," Josh replied as he stretched out on his bed and waited. "I'm
all yours."

"He's fucking hot," Dad whispered to me as he took the lube. "You lucky
shit." I just grinned and shrugged as Dad turned back to Josh and joined
him on the bed. "Gotta make sure you're good and lubed for your first
time," Dad said as he spread Josh's legs, knelt between them, and started
squeezing lube onto his fingers.

"You're gonna enjoy this, Bro," I said as I crossed to my own bed and
stretched out to enjoy the show. My dad fucking my fuckbuddy. Who'd have
thought it? Not me. Well, not before my informative Christmas holiday
anyway.

"Just relax, Son," Dad said as he slid his lubed fingers under Josh's balls
and quickly found his pucker.

"Yes, Dad," Josh replied obediently.

"Yeah, that's it," Dad sighed as his fingers easily slid into my roommates
well-experienced asshole. "Open up for Daddy."

Josh closed his eyes, relaxed his head back into his pillow, pressed his
ass down onto Dad's fingers, and let out a long, deep, satisfied moan. "Oh
yeahhhhhhhhhh."

"That's my boy," Dad said softly as he began slowly fingerfucking Josh. I
was so turned on by the sight that I was slowly stroking my own cock
without even really thinking about it. It was like watching my own private
porn video.

"What the fuck?!"

Josh's eyes flew open and all three of us turned our attention toward the
wide-open door. "Dad," Josh moaned when he saw his real dad standing there
with a textbook falling to his feet as he watched his son getting fingered
by a middle-aged man.

Mr. Johnson quickly closed the door and then turned back to run his eyes
across the room one more time, taking it all in. "What the hell's going on
here?"

"Nothing the boy doesn't want," Dad assured him.

"And who are you?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"My dad, Mr. Johnson," I replied nervously.

"Your dad?" he replied with honest surprise. "And this is the example you
set for our boys?"

"They're grown men," Dad informed him. "They know what they want, and I'm
just giving it to them?"

"My boy wants your fingers up his ass?!"

"No," Dad replied casually, "he wants his dad's cock up his ass, but we
haven't gotten to that point." Josh and I were both shocked by Dad's
bluntness, but he'd seen what we hadn't. We were staring at Mr. Johnson's
face. Dad was looking at the growing mound in Mr. Johnson's jeans. Far from
being as horrified as he was pretending, Mr. Johnson was turned on by the
sight of his son being used by another middle-aged man.

"His dad's..." Mr. Johnson wasn't at the point of giving in yet.

"Cock." Dad finished the sentence with a smile. "This boy wants dad cock
desperately. I've never seen a boy want his dad's cock more."

"Son?" Mr. Johnson asked softly as he unconsciously adjusted his package
just had Josh had only minutes earlier.

Josh decided to take the plunge. Now or never. "Yes, Dad. I want it. I need
it. I always have."

When Mr. Johnson remained silent to that full confession, Dad said,
"There's no substitution for the real thing. Believe me."

"That's true," I confirmed.

"You two?" Mr. Johnson said, slightly shocked by the admission. I doubt
that Dad and I would have been so forthright with our own experience if it
hadn't been so clear that Mr. Johnson wanted it as much as Josh. We both
figured that if he knew he wasn't the only perv in the room, he would be
more inclined to satisfying Josh's desires...and obviously his own.

"My choice," I replied.

"My pleasure," Dad laughed.

"Son?" Mr. Johnson still wasn't convinced, or at least he wasn't yet
willing to admit to himself that he was convinced and wanted it as much as
Josh did.

"I love you so much, Dad. I want to make you happy. You've been so
miserable since Mom left."

"I love you too, Josh, but..."

"I want it to be you," Josh assured him. "But I'll settle for sharing
Freddy's dad if you don't want it."

After a long pause, Mr. Johnson said softly, "I want it too, Son."

Josh sprang out of bed and rushed to give his dad a hug. "Love you, Dad,"
he said, before grabbing his dad's face and kissing him. A long, passionate
kiss, during which Mr. Johnson's hands slid around to Josh's bare ass and
delved into his crack. "Oh yeah," Josh sighed when Mr. Johnson obviously
found his lubed pucker and slid into it. "I need you so bad, Dad."

Mr. Johnson turned from Josh long enough to lock the door, then he turned
back and kissed Josh again while easily maneuvering him back toward the
bed. Dad joined me on my bed as Mr. Johnson lowered Josh onto his bed and
sank down on top of him. They kissed passionately as Josh's hands worked
frantically to remove his dad's shirt and then undo his jeans to release
that straining, eager daddy cock.

"Oh, Son," Mr. Johnson moaned into Josh's mouth as his son held his cock
for the first, and mostly likely not the last, time. "You don't know how
much this means to me."

"It means even more to me," Josh assured him as he slowly stroked his own
dad's cock. First fantasy come true. For real!

"Give them a little privacy," Dad whispered to me as he rolled me onto my
back and assumed the same position Mr. Johnson had over Josh.

"Yes, Dad," I said with a smile as he reached between my legs and began
working his still-lubed fingers into my asshole. "Whatever you say, Dad."

"I want you to fuck me, Dad," Josh whispered to his dad.

"Me too," I whispered to my dad.

"You couldn't stop me now if you tried," Mr. Johnson moaned as he lifted
Josh's ankles and revealed that young, tender, aching asshole.

"YES!" Josh bellowed, and I glanced over to see the look of pure lust on
Mr. Johnson's face as his cock slid smoothly into his son's ass.

My dad turned my face back to his. "Concentrate, Son," he winked, lifting
my ankles to his shoulder and getting ready for his own penetration.

"Oh yeah," I moaned as my ass began to fill with daddy cock. "So good," I
sighed.

"The best," Dad confirmed as he slid deeper and deeper and then kissed me
as he filled me completely. My ass stretched. Full. Happy. Dad turned my
head and licked my ear. Shivers ran through my body as he worked the tip
into my ear before moving on to nibble on my earlobe. I groaned as he
humped his dick up my ass and licked down my throat. "The best," he
repeated.

Although my body was overwhelmed by Dad's expert manipulation, with both
his mouth and his cock, I couldn't help watching Josh and his dad. The
dad's cock sliding smoothly in and out of the son's ass. The dad groaning
with pleasure. The son moaning with satisfied desire. Josh playing with his
dad's hairy nipples. Mr. Johnson moaning his approval of his son's
expertise.

"Come on, Son, let's show 'em how it's done," Dad hissed. Before I knew
what he meant, he pulled his dick out of my guts, flipped me over on my
belly and then lifted me onto all fours. "Yeah, that's what I want," Dad
growled as he slipped his dick back into my willing hole. As he drove it
deeper and deeper, he gripped my hips tighter and tighter.

"Yeah, fuck me, Dad," I hissed as he really began pounding my pucker. "You
know what I like."

"I do after this holiday," Dad laughed as he continued reaming me
out. There was no stopping him now. And I wanted it as much as he did.

"Harder, Dad, harder," I begged.

Dad grunted, tightened his grip, and really started to deliver hard, deep,
rapid thrusts.

"Holy fuck," Mr. Johnson muttered, and I turned my head to see him
motionless and staring at my dad fucking my ass.

"If that's the way you want it," Josh said, "I'm up for it." In no time at
all, he was on his hands and knees and waiting for his dad.

"Holy fuck," Mr. Johnson repeated.

"Go for it, Dad," Josh urged. "Yeah, that's it," he moaned when Mr. Johnson
slid his dick back into his son's ass.

"That's it," Dad laughed. "You know he wants it."

"He may want it, but I fucking need it now," Mr. Johnson laughed as he
began pummeling Josh's ass as fast and furiously as Dad was pummeling mine.

"Feels good, doesn't it," Dad laughed.

"I never imagined," Mr. Johnson panted.

"You won't be able to get enough now," Dad grinned.

"You fucking got that right," Mr. Johnson grunt.

"Now I can stop just reading about it on the Internet," Josh said with a
smile at me. "Harder, Dad."

"Oh, Son," Mr. Johnson moaned as he made every attempt to satisfy his boy's
ass.

"Merry Christmas, Josh!" I laughed.

"Happy New Year, Freddy!" he laughed back as our dads fucked us in unison
for the first, and definitely not the last, time.

"You'll never forget the first time you unload in your boy's ass," Dad
panted.

"I don't see how I could," Mr. Johnson panted back. "Forget, I mean. I know
exactly how I can unload into this hot, tight ass."

"I'm ready when you are," Dad said. "Dads in it together."

"I'm so close," Mr. Johnson grunted. "Never had it like this before."

"Breed me, Dad," Josh begged.

"Oh, Son, you mean the world to me."

"Then give me what I want," Josh ordered, reaching between his own legs to
grab his dad's swinging balls.

"OH FUCK, JOSH!" Mr. Johnson yelled as he suddenly became an out-of-control
fucking animal. "GONNA FILL YOUR ASS!"

"DO IT, DAD!" Josh insisted.

"You ready, Freddy?" Dad panted.

"Ready when you are," I confirmed.

Mr. Johnson plunged his dick into Josh's ass and then suddenly got a look
of pure shock on his face. His eyes flew open and his jaw dropped. "JOSHY!"
he moaned.

"THAT'S IT, DAD!" Josh moaned as he thrust his ass back onto his dad's
cock.

"CUMMING, FREDDY!" my dad grunted, and I knew in that moment that Josh and
I were both getting filled with daddy cum. Coating our insides with hot,
creamy jizz. Just what we all wanted.

"CAN'T STOP," Mr. Johnson panted as he suddenly began fucking Josh
again. Unloading more cum into him. Churning it all up. Driving it deeper
into his boy.

"THEN DON'T," Josh laughed, and I knew from personal experience that he was
working that tight ass on his dad's cock, drawing out every last drop of
seed, refusing to release it until he was ready.

"Definitely fucking hot, Son," my spent dad confirmed as he sank his body
onto mine and we watched the Johnson's still going at it.

"DAD, I'M GONNA..." Josh suddenly panted.

"HOLD ON, SON," Mr. Johnson ordered, then he quickly pulled out of Josh's
ass and flipped him over on his back again. Josh grabbed his pillow with
both hands as Mr. Johnson grabbed his son's cock and began jacking it
furiously. "COME FOR DADDY!" he ordered.

"YES!" Josh yelled as he thrust his cock up again and again into his dad's
fist and streaks of cum began erupting from his piss slit. The first one
landed on his own face. Then his neck. Then his chest. Then his belly. "Oh
god yes," Josh moaned as the rest of his load oozed out of his cock and
down over his dad's still-jacking fist.

"Damn, Son, you shoot more than your old man," Mr. Johnson laughed.

"Only when my old man fucks it out of me," Josh laughed.

"He sure never shot like that for me," I agreed, just a little jealously.

"Maybe next time," Josh sighed, turning his head toward me as his body
began to relax. "Thanks, Freddy." Josh smiled and closed his eyes, then he
started spreading his cum all over himself.

"You got a cum rag handy?" Mr. Johnson laughed.

"We don't use them around here," I informed him. "Waste not, want not."

Mr. Johnson looked at me a little confused, then my meaning dawned on
him. "I've never..."

"You don't know what you've been missing all these years, then," Dad
laughed. "Try it."

When Mr. Johnson hesitated, Josh opened his eyes. "Go on, Dad," he
urged. "I wanna see you eat my cum."

"I guess your shy days are gone, Son," he laughed.

"Now that I have what I want," Josh confirmed.

Mr. Johnson shrugged, then he licked his first load of son cum from his
fist. "Hmmmm," he sighed, "not exactly what I expected. Not bad, but not
really my thing." Josh couldn't hide his disappointment. "But since it's
yours, Son, I'll make the effort to acquire the taste for it," Mr. Johnson
said with a grin as he licked his fist clean.

"Thanks, Dad," Josh replied. "For everything." My dad cleared his
throat. "And to you two for making it all possible," Josh added with a
laugh.

"Any time," Dad replied as he rolled off of me and started jacking my
still-hard cock.

"I'm good, Dad," I assured him.

"You sure?" Dad asked.

"I'll take care of it for him later," Josh said.

"That's a given," I laughed. "Best roommate ever."

"Best son ever," Mr. Johnson said as he leaned in and began licking Josh
clean.

"Looks like you really are getting a taste for boy jizz," Dad laughed.

"Son jizz, anyway," Mr. Johnson replied with a smile as he licked his lips.

*****

In the afterglow of all that satisfying dad-son sex, Mr. Johnson explained
the reason for his sudden appearance. After dropping Josh off, he'd started
the drive back to his lonely home. At a stoplight, he'd noticed that Josh
had left a textbook in the car. He figured he would extend the holiday by
returning the textbook and taking his son out to dinner. Fucking him had
been a lot more enjoyable...and he got a meal of sorts to go with it.

*****

When my car was running again, I called the truckers. They were more than
happy to give me a ride home...and to get a few rides in my ass along the
way. They were also happy to tell me that they'd played a few times with
"that guy who was giving you the lift before us." When Dad showed up at the
last rest stop to drive me the rest of the way home, they didn't seem all
that surprised to learn that I was his son. I guess one father-son incest
pair can spot another. Anyway, they kept giving me rides all through
college, whenever it fit in with their scheduled route. Picking me up at
school. Dropping me off at home. Picking me up at home. Dropping me off at
school. Fucking me as many times as possible both ways. Playing with Dad as
well when he was available at the pick-up or drop-off point. Mom asked once
how I was getting back and forth without my car for those trips. She'd been
afraid that I was hitchhiking. When I told her that I was just getting
lifts with some friends, she was relieved. She thought it was very smart to
carpool and save gas.

I did take Josh home with me for that first Spring Break. He was surprised
when I suggested we get a lift from a couple of truckers I knew, but when
his belly and ass were both full of cum at the end of the trip, he was very
glad that he'd agreed. Playing with his new "uncle and cousin" was the
perfect start to Spring Break, and he joined me for many of my other
trucker lifts throughout college. He even got a few lifts with them on his
own.

On the first night home for that Spring Break, Dad snuck into my bedroom as
he had during Christmas, and we had some fun...with Dad reviving the
brothers-and-dad scenario that he'd started in our dorm room. It obviously
worked for all of us, and Josh ended up taking both of our loads before Dad
sucked him dry as well. I also took Josh out to meet Uncle Jack and
Grandpa. They enjoyed him as much as they enjoyed me and were more than
ready to welcome him into the family after depositing their first loads
into his ass. Josh definitely enjoyed the continuing expansion of his
incest fantasies to another uncle and a grandpa. For the real thing, he
only had his dad. I was more than willing to share.

"If you let this one get away, I'll never forgive you," Grandpa whispered
in my ear as he hugged me goodbye at the end of our first cum-filled stay.

I didn't reply to Grandpa in that moment, but I knew my feelings for Josh
had been growing ever since my grandpa first asked about them at
Christmas. Josh had started as my roommate, then he became my fuckbuddy,
followed by my incest buddy. But it was more than sex. I enjoyed being
around Josh. Just spending time with him. Talking. Watching movies. Playing
video games. Whenever I wasn't with him, I wanted to be. My whole being
felt lighter whenever I saw his smiling face.

A couple weeks after that Spring Break, I finally worked up the nerve to
tell Josh that I wanted him in my life forever.

"Are you asking me to marry you?" he asked with a laugh. Since he had my
cock up his ass at the time, he really wasn't expecting the sudden turn in
the conversation.

"I think I am," I replied seriously.

"I already feel like part of your family, for obvious reasons," he finally
said with a smile. "And if you still feel the same when we're finished with
college, then the answer is yes."

"I definitely will," I assured him before giving him a kiss that I wished
would never end. When it finally did, I said softly, "I love you, Josh."

"I love you too, Freddy," he assured me. "Now, are you gonna finish fucking
me or what?"

It didn't take many more strokes before my cock was filling his ass with
hot cum to seal the deal.

*****

I was true to my word, and Josh was true to his. We got married a month
after we graduated. We spent our honeymoon on Grandpa's farm, which my
mother thought was odd, especially when our dads and Uncle Jack decided to
join us. I assured her that we just wanted to be around family as much as
possible before Josh and I headed off to the "big city." We even made some
time to spend with her, so she wouldn't be overly curious about the
all-male family honeymoon.

I'll never forget that stay on the farm. Six horny adult men. Cum flowing
like water. Mr. Johnson was hesitant to do anything with anyone besides
Josh, but Josh finally said, "They're my family now, which makes them yours
too. And you know, family cums first," he finished with a laugh.

After that, it seemed pretty easy for Mr. Johnson to adopt Grandpa as his
daddy and my dad and uncle as his brothers. One big happy family. And over
the years, we made every effort to keep it that way. Well, it wasn't much
of an effort. It was a pure pleasure.

THE END

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