Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2017 17:31:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Hot for Dads Subject: Happy Birthday, Buster - Part 6 (gay/incest) This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT, for which Nifty could use your donations! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Don't read this story if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if "family fun" isn't your kind of fantasy. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, then unzip and get busy! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUSTER PART 6 It felt good to be clean and relaxed and lying naked on my bed. It had been a long day, but I smiled as I looked over at the dildo, vibrator and tunnel butt plug lined up on my dresser and remembered every minute of my family-fucking birthday celebration. "He might be asleep," Dad said in the hallway. "Our family can be exhausting when they fill the entire day." "Mine's the same," replied James, my best friend and fuckbuddy. "I doubt it," Dad laughed softly as he pushed my bedroom door open to expose by naked body for all to see. "Damn, Buster, I guess you didn't get any clothes for your birthday," James laughed. "Just means you can get to fucking me faster," I laughed. "Buster!" James replied with a shocked look on his face. "Relax, James," Dad said. "I've known about you two for quite some time now. Have fun." Dad gave me a wink and then disappeared from view. "You told him?" James asked, still with traces of panic on his face. "He told me and I confirmed it. He's cool with me being gay. You too," I laughed. "My whole family is," I replied, pointing at the toys on the dresser. "Shit!" James hissed. "Really?" "They want me to be happy and satisfied." "So do I," James assured me as he finally began to undress. "You won't need those things when I'm around." I rolled over and stretched out on my belly. James climbed on my back and then reached down to guide his cock up my ass, which I'd lubed in anticipation of his arrival. "Damn," he moaned when his eager cock slipped easily into my butt. "You been using those things to get ready for me?" "Something like that," I replied. "Works for me," James said as he began slowly fucking my ass with his excited, throbbing cock. "Happy Birthday, Buster," he cooed in my ear before kissing my neck and back as he slowly explored the depths of my hole with his drooling meat. "You want some dinner when you're finished, James?" Dad asked as he looked around the door jam a short while later. "Yes, please," James replied without missing a stroke. "Cumming up," Dad said with a chuckle before disappearing from view again. "You've got the coolest dad," James grunted, increasing his piston motions. "Tell me about it," I replied. "Wouldn't mind getting fucked by him," James panted. "What the fuck?" I laughed. "You perving on my dad now?" "Oh, sorry," James grunted. "Just slipped out." "Well, slip your dick out and let me roll over." "Okay." James reluctantly pulled out and sat back on his haunches. "I was getting close," he mumbled. "Then it's a good thing we stopped," I replied, flipping over on my back, "because I wanna see your face when you give me that extra-creamy birthday present." James grinned and said, "Sounds good to me." "Then what are you waiting for?" I asked as I pulled my knees to my chest. "Not a damn thing," James replied, grabbing a pillow and shoving it under my butt to provide some elevation and back support. "Glad to hear it," I said, flexing my asshole for James to see. "Now fill me up again." "You got it, birthday boy," James said as he grabbed his rigid dick and quickly scooted up to my butt. "Oh yeah," I moaned when he gave my ass a couple nice dick-slaps. "Oh yeah," James echoed as he then sank his cock back into my warm, tight hole. "Happy Birthday," he whispered, pressing his weight into my body and leaning in to kiss me. "Thanks," I whispered back as our lips met. He had the warmest, fullest lips I'd ever seen and I loved kissing them. Feeling them pressed against mine. Wet and shiny with saliva. Soft, sensitive. "Mmmm," I moaned before parting our lips just enough to whisper, "Fuck me, James." "My pleasure," he whispered back, giving my lips a final peck before straightening up to look down at me while he started slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass. "Oh yeah," I moaned, biting my lower lip and tweaking my nipples with both hands. "Oh yeah," James growled, raising an eyebrow for a wicked look as he began increasing his fuck pace. Faster. Faster. Slamming into me. Grinning at me. Biting his own luscious lower lip. "Fuck me, buddy," I grunted. "Harder," I begged. "Harder." "Fuck yeah," James growled, slamming his meat into me. His smooth body was glistening with sweat. "Fuck yeah," he grunted, finally grabbing my ankles to straighten out my legs and stretch them wide apart. His fucks became shallower but faster. I saw a movement behind James and glanced again to confirm that Dad was standing just inside the bedroom door. Watching his own boy get fucked. Stroking his own cock at the sight. "Breed me, buddy," I moaned. "Give it to me." "OH FUCK," James moaned. "I'M GONNA..." "Just let it go," I said. "It won't be the last load of the night. It better not be." "OH, BUSTER," James grunted, slamming his dick into me again and again and again. "I'M GONNA BLOW." "Go for it," I grunted under his weight and his pounding assault. "FILL HIS ASS WITH CUM, JAMES!" Dad ordered. James looked quickly over at Dad, standing there naked and stroking his cock. "FUCK YEAH!" James cheered. "TAKE IT, BUSTER! TAKE MY CUM! FUCK!" James continued fucking me like a rabbit until he gave me one final slam fuck and roared, "FUCK!" His throbbing cock then began to deliver the first load of non-family cum in my ass since the day began. "FUCK!" he grunted again. "FUCK!" "Jack him off," Dad ordered. Without any hesitation, James grabbed my throbbing, pulsing, bobbing cock and began rapidly pumping me with his firm, sweaty grip. "Oh yeah," I moaned. "Make me cum," I grunted. "Shoot your load, Buster," James growled. "Show your daddy what you've got." "OH SHIT!" I yelled. James mentioning my dad set me off. My balls tightened. My cock throbbed. My ass clenched tight on the cock still buried in it. And cum began shooting out of my dick. Streaking my body with pure white jizz. Again and again. "Oh yeah," James moaned as he continued stroking my cock until the final load of my juice oozed down over his hand. "Fuck," Dad grunted, and James and I both looked over just in time to see Dad's cock erupt, shooting its latest load of the day all over my bedroom floor. He was thrusting his cock through his tight fist. Gripping and pulling his balls with his other hand. Spewing daddy cum. When he'd finally finished shooting and recovered his composure, Dad just grinned sheepishly and said, "Thanks for the show, boys." He then licked some cum from his hand and disappeared out the door. James looked at me with a stunned expression. "Did your dad really just jack off watching me fuck you?" "It looks that way," I said casually as I began to spread my cum across my belly and chest. "That's so cool," James replied. "Not to mention his dick. Did you see it? Nice." "Wow, you really are perving on my dad," I laughed. "I'm not the only perv in this house," James grinned. "He just watched his own son getting fucked and got off to it." "I guess it makes a nice change from just watching video porn and jacking off," I replied before beginning to suck my cum off of my fingers. "I wonder if his cum tastes as good as yours," James said casually as he began licking my cum off of his hand. "I guess you'd have to be the judge of that," I said, suggestively nodding my head toward the puddle of cum on the floor by the door. James looked at me for a long moment, uncertain whether I was serious or not. "You think I won't?" he finally asked. I just grinned silently at him. "Fuck you," he growled defiantly as he pulled his cock out of my ass and sprang off of the bed. In no time at all, James was on his hands and knees next to the cum puddle. He had his ass toward the door and his face looking at me. "Are you waiting for me to dare you?" I asked. "Okay, I dare you. Eat my dad's cum from the floor." James gave me a quick smile of appreciation for being dared to do what he really wanted to do, and then he leaned down and began lapping up Dad's cum. "Mmmmm," he moaned, looking up at me and licking his lips before ducking his head again and lapping up more daddy cum. "You're one sick puppy, James," I laughed as Dad stepped still naked into the doorway and discovered James eagerly slurping up his cum. Dad's dick jumped, and I thought James was in for a big surprise, but instead, Dad raised a finger to his lips and then slowly slipped out of sight. "You should try this, Buster," James suddenly said, looking up at me and licking his lips again. "Oh shit, sorry," he added, when he realized exactly what he was suggesting. ***** "I hope you didn't mind me watching," Dad said casually as we sat fully clothed around the kitchen table and ate some pizza as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened earlier. "Uh, no," James mumbled, a little embarrassed and uncertain after the original excitement had worn off. "I think James really enjoyed it," I said, and James gave me a quick "Don't you dare tell him I ate his cum!" glare. "Well, it's just that I've heard you two going at it so often, I wondered how the real thing measured up to my imagination," Dad confessed. "And how did it measure up?" I asked before taking a bite of pizza. "Even better," Dad assured me. "But too fast," James muttered. "Well, you did fire off pretty quick after I started watching, but I'm sure you'll last longer the next time," Dad smiled. "You want to watch us again?" James asked, obviously getting excited. "I was just talking about you lasting longer the next time you fucked Buster," Dad laughed, which made James blush and look down at his pizza. "But if Buster doesn't mind and it's what you want," Dad added, "I wouldn't mind watching again sometime." "Or," I said, looking at James for a moment, "you could just join us." "That's an idea," Dad said, with mock hesitation. "Seriously?!" James asked with a mix of surprise and eagerness. "Unless you think it's too weird," I said. "No, I'd really like to be in the middle of a father-and-son sandwich...unless you two would be too weirded out by it. Oh shit, are you punking me, Buster. Did you two cook this up to embarrass me?" "Relax, James. I told you Dad was cool. I think we can deal with it if that's really how you want to celebrate my birthday." James looked nervously at Dad. "I don't know if this is real or not," James finally said. "How about you come over here and find out," Dad suggested, leaning back from the table and pushing his shorts down to reveal his hard cock. "You okay with this, Buster?" James asked. "Have fun," I told him. "Happy Birthday, Buster," Dad smiled as James kneeled between Dad's legs and began swallowing his cock. "Just wait until it's your birthday," I said with a smile. "Feels like it already is," Dad moaned as he looked down at James devouring his daddy meat. ***** "Well, what's the plan?" Dad asked when the three of us were standing naked in Dad's bedroom after finishing eating the pizza (and after James had finished eating his second load of Dad's cum). "I would really," James said nervously, "like to have you fuck me, Sir." "Is that alright with you, Buster?" Dad asked. "You might as well fuck him," I replied casually, "since he's already eaten two loads of your cum." "Buster!" James objected. "Calm down, James," Dad said. "Buster saw me standing in the door and watching you lick the floor clean." "Fuck, that's so embarrassing," James replied. "And hot," Dad assured him. "It was all I could do not to get on my knees and fuck you right then and there while you were eating my cum." "I wish you had," James admitted with a gleam in his eye. "Should I leave you two alone?" I laughed. "No, I want to suck your dick while your dad's fucking me," James replied, quickly losing the last of his inhibitions. "You heard him, Buster," Dad said, slowly stroking his growing cock. "Okay, come on, James," I said, climbing onto Dad's bed and kneeling with my back to the headboard. I stroked my cock to get it firmed up. "Well, what are you waiting for? Assume the position." James gave one final uncertain look from me to my dad to make sure this was really happening. The sight of our two stiff cocks finally convinced him and he jumped on the bed. "YES!" he yelled as he scrambled into position on all fours with his mouth in front of my meat. "Wait for me," Dad laughed, quickly retrieving a tube of lube from his nightstand and climbing on the bed behind James. Dad squirted some lube into his hand and immediately began working it into James's asshole. "Oh yeah," James moaned, rolling his eyes back in his head and fucking himself back onto Dad's fingers. "Your boyfriend sure is eager," Dad observed. James managed to focus his eyes on me when Dad said the word "boyfriend." We'd never used the word. As far as our schoolmates were concerned, we were just good friends. They didn't know we were fucking each other every chance we got, and we'd never talked about it being anything more than just good fun. But in that instant, I finally knew exactly how I felt. Fucking with my family all afternoon had confirmed how much I enjoyed sex, but it also confirmed that sex with James was different; it was even more special. I looked James in the eye and finally said, "Yeah, my boyfriend sure is eager." James looked at me for a moment and then a huge grin spread across his face. "Your boyfriend sure is," he said. "I guess it's my turn to ask if I should leave you two alone," Dad said, sensing the slight change of electricity in the room. "That's up to my boyfriend," I finally said. "I want whatever he wants." "Are you sure?" James asked in a near whisper. "I'm sure," I said, grabbing James by the head and pulling him up into a kneeling position. He looked in my eyes and then pulled me into a tight embrace as I enjoyed kissing those soft lips of his again. Only this time, it felt more urgent, more passionate. I could feel his hands all over my back and sliding down to cup my butt cheeks, pulling my cock tightly against his. "I love you," he whispered when our lips parted slightly. He was giving me the final say, and I knew it. "I love you too," I whispered back, "and I want whatever you want. Even if that's getting fucked by my dad." James pulled me into another urgent kiss before whispering, "Thank you." His kissed his way down my throat and onto my chest. I felt his soft lips caressing one nipple after the other before his tongue sent chills through my body as he licked down the middle of my chest and over my belly. "Are we good to go?" Dad finally asked. "Yes, Sir," James replied before wrapping those full, soft lips around my cock head and sliding them down the shaft. "Oh yeah," I moaned, "we're good to go, Dad." I gently placed my hands on James's head and began feeding him my cock in slow, steady thrusts. "Okay, then," Dad said, moving into place behind James and giving his firm young butt cheeks a good dick-slap. James moaned, and Dad took that as the final approval. I watched as my dad trailed his dick up and down my boyfriend's crack a few times, and then he buried the head between the cheeks. James moaned in anticipation as he kept sucking my cock. "Relax and get ready, James," I said. I watched Dad's dick disappearing from view as James let out another loud, long, low moan around my cock. "Oh, he's relaxed," Dad groaned as his cock easily slid into my boyfriend's asshole. "So relaxed," he sighed, pushing his dick all the way in and then holding still while gently rubbing James's ass. "He likes to start slow and then get rough," I coached Dad. "How rough?" Dad asked, still gently rubbing James's butt without moving. "The rougher the better," I laughed. "The way I like it is nothing compared to how James likes it." James froze with my cock still in his mouth, but he wasn't sucking. I knew I'd accidentally tilted my hand by implying that Dad knew exactly how I liked to get fucked, and Dad felt the change as well. Dad saw the slightly panicked look on my face and let a few moments pass before he spoke. "Yes, James, I gave Buster the birthday present he's been wanting for a long time. The same thing you wanted from me. Are you good with that? Or are we calling this whole thing off?" James slowly pulled his lips back along my shaft. He was obviously doing a lot of thinking during that short time. Once the head popped out of his mouth, James took the shaft in his hand and looked up at me. "I liked it," I finally said. "And I'm not going to apologize for it." After a pause, James asked, "Can I watch him fuck you sometime?" Dad laughed and said, "Any time you want, James." "Any time," I confirmed. "Then I'm good with it," James said, "really good with it." I finally exhaled and said, "Damn, I love you!" "So you said," James replied, slowly stroking my cock. "Now, let's see how much," he added, lapping up some of my precum and savoring it before sliding my dick all the way back into his mouth. "I think we're all good here, Dad," I said, slowly fucking James's mouth. "It feels like it," Dad replied as James started fucking himself on Dad's cock. "Remember, slow and gentle at first, and then the harder the better." "Got it," Dad replied as he started flexing his hips to give James a slow and steady starter fuck. James moaned around my cock, and I knew he was enjoying having Dad inside him. Dad and I got into a steady rhythm with us both fucking our cocks into James at the same time and pulling out together. Filling him, emptying him, pressing him between us. Gradually gaining speed. Tightening our holds on his head and ass. Fucking faster. Fucking harder. Pounding him. Slamming him. Fucking him. Harder. Harder. Harder. James's moans and groans of appreciation grew louder and louder. Filling the room. Joining the grunts and groans Dad and I let out every time we filled him with cock. Harder and harder. Sweat running down over our bodies. Panting. Grunting. Thrusting. On and on and on. Suddenly, James balanced his weight on just one hand and thrust the other under him to grab his own cock. Pumping it rapidly. Faster and faster. I knew whenever he got that out of control, he was ready to cum, and I warned Dad. "He's about to blow." "So am I," Dad grunted, slamming his dick into James's ass with even more power and depth. He slapped James's ass, and James let out a roar around my cock. "He's cumming, Dad," I warned, pumping my own cock frantically into James's sucking mouth. "Me too," Dad reaffirmed. "You with us?" "Almost," I panted. "Almost there." "MMMMMMPPPHHHHH!" James roared as he was driven over the edge. "He's cumming, Dad!" "GOD DAMN!" Dad bellowed. "FUCKING ASS VICE GRIP!" "MMMMMMPPPHHHHH!" James roared again around my cock. I could see his arm flexing and jerking. "HIS ASS IS MILKING MY COCK!" Dad moaned. "Breed him, Dad! Fuck him full of cum!" "I AM, SON!" Dad roared as his body shook and shivered and his crotch slammed repeatedly against James's butt. "I'M CUMMING!" "ME TOO!" I said as I felt my body tighten up. "SUCK ME, JAMES." James responded by rapidly bobbing his head. Sliding his luscious lips, with their firm suction, up and down my shaft. Quickly. Eagerly. Hungrily. "FUCK!" I yelled as my cock started pumping jizz into James's mouth. "EAT ME, BUDDY!" "Oh, fuck," Dad grunted as he continued feeding James's ass with cock and the last of his cum. "You boys are the best. The fucking best." James slurped his mouth off of my cock and replied, "No, you guys are the fucking best. And the tastiest," he added, licking his lips. I collapsed forward onto the bed beside James and looked up at Dad, who was motionless with his cock still buried in James. "Was that rough enough for you?" Dad finally panted. "Could have been rougher," James replied, and then after a brief pause, he started laughing. "I'll try harder next time, then," Dad laughed, giving James a sharp slap on the ass. "I hope so," James sighed as he let himself down onto the mattress and Dad's cock slipped out of him. "That was fucking amazing," James moaned as he rolled onto his side, facing me with his head at my feet. "Sure was," I said, gently taking my boyfriend's spent cock in my hand and stroking it slowly. "Fuck," James grunted as his body trembled under my touch. "Can't take... Oh shit," he moaned when I moved closer and slowly sucked his cock into my mouth. "Oh, Buster," he sighed as I continued milking the last of his cum out of his cock. "I don't know about you two," Dad laughed, "but I'm exhausted. And this is my bed." He stretched out behind James and spooned up against him. "Mmmmm," James sighed drowsily as Dad draped an arm over James's side and began casually rubbing his belly. I smiled as much as I could with my mouth full of cock. Dad didn't know it, but James had a habit of dropping off quickly after he'd cum. It was both endearing and annoying. I just kept sucking his cock as he drifted off. ***** "Seventeen?" Dad hissed over James, who was stretched out naked and sleeping soundly between us. "I thought he was older than you?" "Nope," I grinned. "Two months younger." "Shit," Dad growled, looking down at the smooth, muscular body that he and I had finished spit-roasting not long before. "Just think of it as preparation," I suggested. "What's that supposed to mean?" "We have two months to get him ready for his full family birthday celebration." "We can't do that," Dad objected. "If the others agree and he wants to do it, we can. I love him, Dad. I want him to be part of my family forever. Don't worry, I'll make sure he's into the idea completely before I let him know about anything more than you and me." "Just take it slow and be sure," Dad warned, "especially before you throw the others under the bus with me." "I promise." ***** After that, Dad was a little nervous about playing with a seventeen year old, but James was so insistent that Dad gave in, as long as I was part of the mix for any sexual encounters. Dad drew the line at having sex with James alone. The first time James watched Dad fuck me, it drove James wild. No sooner had Dad cum in my ass than James was nearly shoving him out of the way to fuck his dick into my ass and Dad's cum. James was so crazed that after he added his load to my ass, he didn't even take a break before flipping me over and eating my ass. Sucking out ever drop of his and Dad's cum that he could. And then he fucked me again! James also started referring to my dad as "Dad" when we were all having sex. The first time it happened, Dad just grinned at me and referring to James as "Son." I never heard Dad call James anything but "Son" after that day, in bed or out. It made me feel good, and I knew it really excited James. To test James's range of interest, I started downloading all sorts of family porn from the Internet. Dads and sons. Brothers. Cousins. Uncles and nephews. Granddads and grandsons. And pretty much every possible combination. I started streaming them to the TV whenever James was in the house, whether we were watching TV or not. I kept getting him to sneak a look at hot incest videos school. I even found an entire collection of old Handjobs Magazines online, which James and I read through in no time. The more we watched and read, the more he got turned on by sex with older guys, and by family sex in particular. It got to the point where Dad could hardly keep up with him anymore. James was insatiable and obsessed with incest, all kinds of incest. With only a few days left before his birthday, James cornered me at school and whispered, "Why don't we sneak out for lunch and have sex with Dad?" "Your dad?" I asked. My mind was obviously elsewhere. "No, stupid," James laughed. "Your dad. Our dad. God, I wish he really was my dad. You don't mind me saying that, do you?" "Um, no," I shrugged. "My dad is your dad, but he doesn't go home from work for lunch." "I didn't think about that," James replied with disappointment. "Dude, you are so lucky. You've got a whole family of hot men all around you all the time." "Oh, so now you're perving on my entire family?" I laughed. "Dad isn't enough for you?" "Well, I wouldn't mind having sex with your dad and Uncle Tony together," James replied with a lustful smile. "Seriously?" I had to work hard to hide my excitement about James finally expressing interest in moving beyond just dad-son sex to expand his incest horizons. "My uncle?" "Don't tell me you've never thought about it," James replied. "Twins. Fucking amazing. God, I wish they were my dad and uncle. That would be so hot." "Oh really?" "You don't think so?" James asked. "I mean, you and your dad, that's hot, but you and your dad and your uncle. That would be..." "Don't forget my cousin, Leo," I laughed casually. "Or your grandpa," James laughed. "He's still pretty hot for an old man." "You've been watching and reading way too much porn," I said dismissively, but my heart was racing with excitement. Before James could reply, the bell rang and I headed off to my next class. On the way, though, I sent Dad a text, telling him that James definitely seemed primed and ready for anything. "Just be sure," Dad texted back. ***** When the big day finally arrived, I invited James back to my house after school. He started to say that he couldn't, but I interrupted him. "I have a very special surprise planned for your birthday." "My mother--" "I've already warned her not to expect you home for a few hours. More time for her to get your party ready for the evening." "Does this surprise include me fucking you?" he asked with a grin. "We'll see." "Or you fucking me?" "We'll see," I repeated. "Or both?" he laughed. "We'll see," I repeated yet again. James hesitated and then asked casually, "When will Dad get home from work?" "I'm pretty sure he took the afternoon off." "Fuck yeah!" James said. "What are we waiting for?!" ***** As we approached my house, I casually asked James, "Were you serious about what you said about my uncle and dad?" It was my final opportunity to abort the plan if all systems weren't go. "What?" James asked, not sure what I meant. "About wishing they were really your own dad and uncle and that you could have sex with them both?" "Oh, um... Well, yeah. Seriously hot." "So, you think it would be hot if I had sex with Dad and Uncle Tony?" "Well," James replied casually, "you already have sex with your dad, so I'm not sure why having sex with your Uncle Tony, who looks just like him, would be any different." "It's not," I replied, "physically." "Wait. What?!" James asked, stopping dead in his tracks. "You've actually...?" "Yes," I confirmed. "That's so amazing. I'm so fucking jealous of you! You've got to tell me all about it." "Or I could just let you experience it for yourself," I said casually as I opened the front door of my house. "We're here!" I called as we entered the living room to discover Leo kneeling on the sofa with Uncle Tony fucking him from behind while my naked Grandpa watched and stroked his uncut dick. "Sorry, thought we'd get in a quick one before you got here," Uncle Tony grunted without a pause in his fucking action. I looked at James, whose mouth was hanging open. "Getting the picture?" I asked. "Happy Birthday, James!" Dad called, entering the living room stark naked and carrying a dick-shaped cake with a burning candle in the tip, just like the one he'd given me to start my birthday. "Uh, thanks," James replied, finally managing to tear his eyes away from Uncle Tony and Leo. "Nice one, Dad," I said. "Well," Dad grinned, "if you can share the same dad, you can share the same cake." Grandpa stepped up to James and handed him a present. "I think you might need this, James." "Thank you, Sir," James said politely as he took the present from my naked grandpa with a raging boner. I watched as James unwrapped a tunnel butt plug just like the one Grandpa had given to me. James looked at the plug and then at Grandpa and then at me. I smiled at his shocked but excited expression. "Happy Birthday, James. Welcome to the family." The only sound in the room was Uncle Tony grunting as he continued fucking Leo's ass. James looked around the room at all the naked men and then at the toy in his hand. Slowly, a grin finally started to spread across his face. "Thanks, Brother," he said. "Make a wish and blow out the candle," Dad instructed. James looked quickly over at Uncle Tony and then at Dad before he blew out the candle in one quick breath. "The boy knows how to blow," Grandpa laughed. "He sure does," Dad agreed as he handed me the cake. I barely had a firm grip on the platter before Dad grabbed a handful of cake and frosting and smeared it all over his own cock, balls, and belly. "Now, come and get it, Son," he said, looking right at James. "Thanks, Dad," James smiled as he handed the tunnel plug back to Grandpa and then got down on his knees to start sucking Dad's cock and balls clean. "You'd better save some energy and cum, Uncle Tony," I called out. "I'm pretty sure that James's birthday wish was to be filled with hot twin cream. Simultaneously at both ends." "Then you better get his ass ready," Uncle Tony replied. "Later, Son," he growled as he pulled his cock out of Leo's ass and headed toward James. "Help me out, Grandpa?" Leo called. "Sure thing," Grandpa replied, handing the tunnel plug to Uncle Tony as their paths crossed. "Looks a little dry," Uncle Tony said right before he swiped the plug across the cake and got the plug covered with frosting. "That's better." Uncle Tony got on his knees behind James and slid the frosting-covered plug onto his cock before pressing the head of his dick against James's asshole. James groaned with pleasure as he continued sucking Dad's cock and began getting his ass invaded by Uncle Tony. A short time later, James suddenly froze, and a loud, muffled scream tried to get out of his mouth when the cock-filled plug stretched him wide and popped inside and Uncle Tony continued to plunge balls-deep into my boyfriend's ass. The neighbors probably would have heard the scream if James hadn't had his mouth full of Dad's cock. After a brief pause to relax and recover, James pulled his mouth off of Dad's sloppy dick but kept stroking it with his hand. James looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back when I saw that his face was completely smeared with frosting. James then shifted his gaze to look over his shoulder at my uncle and said, "Fuck me, Uncle Tony." "You've got it, Nephew James," Uncle Tony said as he pulled his dick out of the tunnel that was firmly locked in place and then fucked back through the tunnel and into James. Nice and slow. Again and again. James moaned with pleasure and returned to sucking my Dad's cock eagerly. "Well, don't just stand there doing nothing, Buster," Uncle Tony grunted. "Get under there and suck his cock." "Of course, sure," I replied as I dropped down on my back and slid under James. If his stiff, leaking cock was anything to go by, he was definitely enjoying his birthday wish. I licked the head of his dick to lap up the precum, and James moaned. "I think he likes that," Uncle Tony chuckled. "Then he'll really like this," I replied before lifting my head and driving James's cock down my throat. He confirmed my prediction by letting out a long guttural moan. "Keep making him moan," Dad ordered. "It feels good on my cock." "Not as good as this ass feels on my cock," Uncle Tony laughed. "Have you been in here before?" "Sorry to disappoint you, but yeah," Dad replied. "I've been keeping both of my boys satisfied for the past few weeks." "Well," Uncle Tony laughed, "I hope you plan on bringing your new son to all the family gatherings from now on." "I think he might be agreeable to that," Dad laughed. "MMMM, HHHMMM!" James yelled his confirmation around Dad's cock. Dad and Uncle Tony laughed as they continued fucking James at both ends and I continued to suck his throbbing, leaking dick. After several minutes, Dad finally said, "Okay, harder, Tony. He likes it rough." "You're serious?" Uncle Tony asked uncertainly. "MMMM, HHHMMM!" James yelled his confirmation again around Dad's cock. "Hot damn," Uncle Tony growled. "Let's get busy." Uncle Tony slammed his cock into James's ass and drove James's cock down my throat. Again and again. Harder and harder. Deeper and deeper. "That's it, Tony," Dad grunted. "Fuck my boy's ass." "All of the fun and none of the 18-years of aggravation," Uncle Tony grunted as he fucked my boyfriend harder and harder, driving James's cock into my mouth and his mouth onto Dad's cock. "Shut up and fuck," Dad ordered. Their rhythmic grunts as they fucked their cocks into James filled the room and were combined with moans and gagging noises as James and I both struggled to keep up with the onslaught. Harder and harder. On and on. "I'M CUMMING, BOY!" Grandpa suddenly yelled from across the room. "DO IT, GRANDPA!" Leo replied. "FUCKIN' FILLIN' YOUR ASS, BOY!" Grandpa bellowed. "FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH!" Leo moaned. And then he suddenly yelled, "OH, FUCK, I'M CUMMING TOO, GRANDPA!" Hearing their dad breeding Leo's ass drove Dad and Uncle Tony wild. They began ramming their cocks into James with even more power. Harder. Deeper. Louder grunts with every thrust. I knew James liked it rough, but I was getting a little concerned that it might be too much, too hard, for too long. I was trying to decide if I should get them to take a break, but Dad suddenly yelled, "FUCK YEAH! SWALLOW, SON! SWALLOW!" "MMMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!!!" James groaned as his mouth, throat, and belly began to fill with Dad's seed. And suddenly, my own mouth had cum gushing into it as well. More and more. Faster and faster. I tried to swallow to keep up with it, but James was cumming more than he'd ever cum before. I swallowed and gagged and swallowed some more. The excess spilled over my lips and down my cheeks. "FUCK YEAH!" Uncle Tony bellowed as James's ass clenched his cock with every load that was pumped into my mouth. "UNCLE TONY'S GONNA BREED YOUR ASS, BOY!" "Do it, Tony," Dad grunted. "Do it!" "CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" Uncle Tony roared as he slammed his cock into James and drove James's oozing cock through his own cum and down my throat. "FUCK YEAH!" Uncle Tony crowed as he seeded new territory. I pushed up on James's hips and let my head drop back onto the floor. I gulped desperately to swallow the mouthful of cum that I had as more oozed out of James's dick and dropped onto my cheek. "Damn, James, there's no need to drown me," I said when I managed to catch my breath. James let Dad's cock slip from his mouth and then tried to catch his breath. "Sorry," he finally panted. "That was... That was... Fuck. Fucking hot." "Sure was, kid," Uncle Tony said, giving James a slap on the ass before pulling his cock out. "We'll definitely do this again." "Today?" James asked eagerly. "I thought you had a party to get to," I laughed. "It can wait," James assured me, repositioning himself to stretch out beside me and start licking his cum off of my face. "I haven't had your birthday present yet," he said with a sly grin as he reached down and started stroking my hard, throbbing cock, the only one in the room that hadn't shot off yet. "Then roll over," I ordered. "Oh yeah," James said as he quickly obeyed and I spooned up behind him. "Fuck me, Buster." "Happy Birthday, James," I whispered as I slipped my hard dick through the tunnel, still warm and wet with Uncle Tony's sweat and cum, and into my boyfriend's family-loving, cum-hungry ass. ***** Before James finally had to head home for his mother's celebration, my relatives and I, all five of us, had used that tunnel to fill James with lots of cum to celebrate his first birthday as one of our family. And we've continued to fill him with birthday loads every single year since then. Of course, he and I exchange loads pretty much every single day, birthday or not, but that's what husbands do. THE END ------------------- I hope you enjoyed reading and celebrating with Buster. 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