Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2019 08:20:40 -0500 (EST) From: Graphmuse Subject: Incestsemilla part 7 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males older and younger than 18. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. IT'S FICTION! The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. And don't forget to donate to Nifty. Help keep these stories free and available! Support Nifty! Please understand this is a work of fiction. The actions described in the story are not real or encouraged or condoned in real life. It's just a story kids. For Matej Incestsemilla – part 7 Mark was still recovering from his mind-blowing climax after watching his two sons enjoy each other for the first time. It was also hot knowing Cedar and The Coach watched it as well. Mark started to think what it would be like to watch Cedar take on The Coach's monster cock. Watching that huge shaft sink into Cedar's boy hole, opening the him up, stretching him further than Mark ever could. Such thoughts would normally get Mark hard, but he felt tapped out from everything that had just happened. He also suddenly felt very hungry, the munchies were setting in big time. He grabbed his pipe, loaded it, and headed for the kitchen. He didn't bother to put on any clothes since the house was still quite warm. Mark passed the closed door of Justin's bedroom, knowing his two sons were spooning together naked right behind it. The thought caused his spent cock to stir as he continued heading down the hallway. As Mark entered the dark kitchen, he could see the display of the microwave glowing, it was 12:30 AM. Mark lit the pipe and took a long drag off it, filling his lungs. He stood in the darkened kitchen and just held the smoke in, letting it do its work, listening to the quiet of the house. Suddenly, he felt two arms encircle him from behind, as he felt the warm smooth body of his oldest son, Justin brush up against him. Mark turned and faced Justin. Father and son leaned into each other and started kissing. Justin felt his dad blow the hit into his lungs as the two stood there in the dark kitchen, their lips locked together. Justin pushed the smoke back to his father as they started sucking on each other's tongues. Mark pulled Justin against him, no longer caring about the smoke as their kissing intensified. Mark loved kissing Justin, feeling his oldest boy's muscular teen body against his as the two stroked each other all over. Running his adult hands down Justin's smooth back and cupping his perfectly round adolescent teen ass. Justin loved how his dad held him tightly, making him feel safe in his daddy's arms. Mark cupped Justin's cheeks harder, pressing his fingers in between the cheeks of his boy's ass crack, searching for Justin's hole. Mark found his target, pushing his finger deep into his son's hole. Justin gasped into his dad's mouth as he felt his father's thick adult finger sink completely into him. Mark could feel Justin start to grind his 7-inch teen erection against his stomach as he ground the back of his knuckle against the teen's prostate. Justin suddenly pulled back from their kissing. "Fuck me daddy." Justin gasped with a wild, hungry look in his eyes. Mark grinned but didn't say anything as he added a second finger alongside his first. The 14-year old's eyes grew heavy as he let out a low moan then whimpered as he lowered his head onto his dad's shoulder. Mark could feel Justin push back against his two fingers as he started to slowly finger fuck his son. "Fuck meeeee please daddeeee..." Justin whimpered into his dad's shoulder. His son's response just fueled Mark's passion as he held his son tightly in his arms as he kept fingering his boy's hole. "You want daddy to fuck you?" Mark growled passionately into Justin's ear. "Yesss," Justin hissed as he wiggled his ass obscenely on his daddy's fingers. Mark quickly pulled his fingers out, causing his teen son to gasp. Mark then spun the boy around, so he was facing the kitchen counter. Mark moved behind Justin in the dark kitchen, his large, adult sized body contrasting with Justin's smaller teen body illuminated by the glow of the Microwave display. Justin gripped the edge of the counter looking back over his shoulder with a mix of apprehension and lust bracing himself for what was about to happen. Mark grabbed Justin's hips, pressing the leaking head of his cock into the folds of Justin's butt cheeks as he lined up his leaking 8-inch cock with his son's entrance. "Oh yeah, Daddy's gonna fuck you..." Mark growled. Mark didn't give Justin any warning as he shoved his 8-inch cock into his son's butt. "UUUUH! Fuuuck! DAADEEEE!" Justin screamed, his face grimacing as Mark's groin pressed flat against Justin's ass. Mark didn't care if it hurt, he was going to give his son a good, hard fucking. "OOOGHGAAWD!! FUUUUUCK!" Justin cried out as his father's cock stretched him wide open. Mark immediately started fucking Justin hard. His groin pounding his son's butt cheeks with such force that Justin's entire body shook and quaked with each thrust as the boy hung on to the kitchen counter for dear life. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! The dark kitchen resounded with slapping flesh and Justin's yips, yelps, and grunts as his father fucked his son good and hard. Mark's cock repeatedly slammed into Justin's prostate, like a sledgehammer with each inward thrust. Justin arched his ass up, meeting his daddy's thrusts as he got into the fuck, his hole loving every minute of his father's pounding cock. Neither Father nor son where holding back now. Their bodies clashing, sweating, and smashing against each other. Justin's moans were now nonstop as his dad's 8-inch cock kept pounding his sensitive insides. Neither Mark nor Justin thought, or even cared if little Jordan might hear them. In fact, Mark was hoping he would hear them. Wondering how it would feel to sink his huge daddy cock into his youngest son's 11-year-old butt. The images of what had transpired between his two sons was still fresh in his mind, fueling Mark's lust. Mark reached around and started stroking Justin's painfully hard erection, milking his son's 7-inch teen shaft with his rough callous hand. "OH FUCK!!!!, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Justin suddenly cried out as Mark felt his son's hole clamp down hard around his cock like a death grip. Then he felt Justin's cock erupt in his hand, his son's seed spurting out between his fingers and down on to the kitchen floor. The sensations of Justin's quivering hole pushed Mark over the edge as he felt his own nuts draw up tight before his cock began spurting its hot creamy seed deep into his young son. "OHHHHHHHHH, Fuuuuuuuuuuck, Jer, take my load!!!" Mark groaned as he made one last hard thrust into his son. Mark could feel his balls contracting repeatedly as he pumped his daddy cum deep into son's hot love tunnel. Justin's strong teen legs trembled as he kept his ass pressed back against his dad's hunching hips. Mark could feel Justin's hole milking the last few spurts from his pulsing cock as they both held still, coming down from their mutual climax. A hush fell over the dark kitchen. "Thanks Dad, I needed that." Justin panted, out of breath. Mark gently pulled his cock out of Jer's well fucked ass. then fell to his knees and shoved his face into his son's upturned ass. "Oooohfuuuuck...." Justin whimpered as he felt his Dad attack his dilated hole with his tongue. Mark felt on fire as he pulled Jer's ass cheeks wider apart, shoving his face into his son's ass as he tried licked and sucked his own cum out of his son's open ass. Justin, for his part, braced himself against the kitchen counter and pushed his ass back, letting his Dad have as much access as he could. Mark finally pulled back and stood up, his face covered in his own cum as he pulled his son into his arms. Father and son gently kissed, their tongues lovingly playing with each other as they made out. "You want to do that with Jordan don't you?" Justin smiled deviously. "So, do you." Mark smiled as he felt his son's dick start to chub up against his body. "What makes you say that dad?" Mark reached down and gently stroked his son's reborn erection. "I don't know, just a feeling." "Mmmmmmmm..." Justin let out a low moan as Mark gave his son's cock a gentle twist, but then added "Shouldn't Coach break him in first?" The image of the Coach's thick 10-inch cock, hard and dripping, thrusting into Mark's 11-year-old son's virgin ass immediately flashed in his head. Pangs of excitement mixed with guilt flooded his mind. Should he let the Coach be the first to take his young son's virginity? Mark didn't respond to Justin's question right away as he pondered his thoughts. "I think you answered my question." Justin suddenly piped up as he squeezed his Dad's growing erection. "Gonna head back to bed. Night Dad," His son kissed him and smiled an evil grin. Mark watched his sexy naked teen son walk out of the kitchen. Fuck! Justin was right. Mark did want to see Jordan lose his virginity to the Coach! The hung man had fucked Mark many times and had taken his older boy's virginity too. It seemed fitting that Coach should take the entire family. Mark followed his son's lead and headed back to bed. On the way back to his bedroom he passed Justin's bedroom and noticed the door was open. He peeked in briefly and could see Justin had once again spooned up against his naked younger brother. "God, they looked hot like that!" Mark thought as he kept walking back to his bedroom. He collapsed back on his bed, his mind still taking in all that had happened. Before he knew it, he was fast asleep. It was still early when Mark woke up. The heat of the house was already oppressive as he rolled out of bed. Mark slipped on a pair of tight boxers just in case his younger son had a change of heart from last night and wanted to be bashful. Mark also hoped the tightness of the compression shorts would keep his cock reigned in just in case it decided to have a life of its own. Mark grabbed his pipe and container of stash and headed for the kitchen. He really needed a wake and bake before the boys woke up. As he headed down the hallway, he started smelling freshly brewed coffee. "Are the boys up already?" Mark thought to himself as he entered the kitchen. "Morning Dad!" Jordan smiled as he looked up from his bowl of cereal. Mark was shocked the boy was still naked. "Did you make coffee?" Mark asked completely confused. "Yeah, grandma taught me." He smiled proudly. Mark rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself, "Oh Mom." Mark poured himself a cup of coffee and added his usual cream and sugar to it. He took a sip. He noticed Jordan was looking at him with anticipation. "Did I do good dad?" "Yeah, you did son. Mom, I mean Grandma taught you well." As Mark took another long sip from his cup and sat down at the table next to Jordan. "Justin still sleeping?" "Yeah, he's out." The two sat in silence as Mark sipped his coffee and Jordan ate the rest of his cereal. "What's that Dad?" Jordan suddenly blurted out. He looked over at his young son and noticed the boy staring at something on the table. He followed Jordan's eyes. His son had spotted his glass weed pipe. "Oh shit." Mark thought to himself, how was he going to explain this? "Uh, well...." Mark was unsure how to proceed. "You smoke weed Dad?" Mark's throat went dry, "Uh, yeah." "Can I try?" "What?! No! You're too young!" An awkward silence fell over the dining room table as Father and son sat quietly, wondering what each other was really thinking. Mark knew Jordan was aware of weed and how to smoke it, since he saw him smoking out with his older brother last night. What harm could come of it? Mark's cock started to swell inside his compression shorts as the thought of sharing a wake and bake with his youngest boy started to overrule his better judgment. "You really want to try it with Dad?" Mark asked quizzically. Jordan looked at his dad with anticipation and choked out a quiet, "Yeah..." "Okay, then let's do this the right way." Mark got up and walked over to one of the higher kitchen cabinets and pulled out a beautiful, multicolored, glass bong. He then grabbed a small metal grinder and placed both on the kitchen table in front of his son and sat down next to his naked son. "Wow, that's pretty looking." Jordan said impressed then added, "Can we do that waking bacon thingy?" Mark smiled at his son's incorrect description. "You mean 'Wake and Bake'?" "Yeah, that! Wake and Bake!" "Yes, you know how it works?" Mark played dumb for the sake of his son knowing full well Jordan probably knew how a Wake and Bake worked. "Yeah, you suck in some smoke, then you blow it into my mouth!" As Mark listened to Jordan's explanation, he ground up some fresh weed in his grinder and loaded the bowl. Jordan watched intently as his dad placed the bowl into the stem of the bong. "I think the best way to do this is if you stand up next to me and I'll blow it into your mouth, okay bud?" "Okay!" Jordan jumped out of his chair and leaned into his Dad, his naked 11-year-old body pressing into Mark's body. Mark was finding it difficult to concentrate feeling the silky-smooth skin of his boy pressing against him. Mark took a long hit off the bong then turned to Jordan and leaned in. His young son opened his mouth ready to accept the potent smoke. Mark's heart started to race as he placed his mouth over his son's mouth and exhaled, pushing the smoke into his boy's lungs. Jordan inhaled, taking all the hit easily as Mark pulled back quickly so their lips didn't touch. "Hold it in." Mark instructed, "When you're ready to exhale, do it slowly, like you're relaxing." Jordan held his breath for a moment then smoke started to slowly exit his mouth and nose. Towards the end Jordan started coughing a bit. "You did good! Take a sip of this. It will sooth your throat if it feels like its burning." Mark handed Jordan his orange juice, the boy slowly sipped it then smiled at his Dad with a goofy grin. Mark noticed Jordan's eyes were slightly droopy. "That was good, can we do more?" Jordan eagerly asked. "Twist my arm." Mark chuckled, as he took another long hit off the bong, then turned and blew the large hit into his boy's mouth. Mark didn't linger on the second hit either, afraid he might start kissing his son accidentally. After holding it in again, Jordan exhaled, only this time he didn't cough. There was a pause as the boy started to wobble a bit. Mark's cock started to get really hard as his inhibitions started to fall. "Want one more?" Mark asked with a wide goofy grin. Jordan only responded by nodding his head yes. The weed was really starting to hit them both. Mark also noticed that his son's skinny 5-inch cock was now completely hard. "For the next hit, we're going to share it back and forth. I blow it into you, then you push it back. Okay?" Jordan nodded his head again with a goofy grin. Mark took another long hit, then turned in his chair facing Jordan. Then he pulled his 11-year-old son towards him causing the boy to step forward in between Mark's spread open legs. Jordan leaned into Mark's body, opening his mouth in anticipation of the hit. Mark placed his mouth over Jordan's mouth and blew the load into his son's lungs. Only this time Mark pressed his mouth over his boy's mouth holding it in place. As Mark waited for Jordan to push the hit back, he ran his hands over Jordan's perfectly smooth boy ass, the up his sculpted back. "Mmmmmmmmmmm..." Mark felt his son emit a low moan into his mouth as he felt Jordan melt into his arms. Mark kept stroking his boy's smooth back and ass until Jordan finally exhaled and moaned at the same time. Mark surprised himself and pulled back as he resisted the urge to hungrily kiss his son. Jordan tried to shove his tongue into his Dad's mouth, but Mark gently pushed his son off him. "What's the matter Dad?" His young stoned son said with a confused look as he humped his five-inch cock against the huge bulge in his Dad's compression shorts. Mark smiled as he exhaled the hit, "I think we've both had enough for the moment. How you are feeling sport?" His son smiled back with a big goofy grin, "Goooood...." "Cool, why don't you go get your brother up." Jordan nodded his head. "Fuck, that was close." Mark thought to himself as he watched his sexy son's perfect boy ass exit the kitchen, After Jordan was out of sight Mark started furiously rubbing his straining bulge. He was dancing on the edge. Mark wanted to take his son's virginity so badly right there on the floor of the kitchen, but even as stoned as he was, for some reason he held back. "Maybe a cold shower would clear my mind?" Mark thought to himself as he got up and walked back to his bedroom. Half way down the hall he noticed the door to Justin's room was slightly open, he paused and heard the sounds of wet slurping and sucking emanating from the room. Mark quietly glanced in to his older son's bedroom. He held his breath at the sight before him. There was Justin, laying on his back on the bed, his eyes closed with a look of pure bliss on his face. Leaning over him was Jordan, hungrily sucking on Justin's cock like it was his favorite Popsicle. The boy was going to town on his older brother's cock! He got most of it into his mouth and gagged a few times when he went too deep, but that didn't stop the boy as he kept working the full length of his older brother's cock. "Oh God! Oh God! UUUUUGGH!!! FUCK! CUMMMING!" Justin moaned while he made a series of small upward hunches up into his younger brother's mouth. Mark noticed cum start to escape around the edges of Jordan's lips as his older brother flooded his younger brother's mouth with his teen seed. Mark backed out into the hallway, his throbbing daddy cock in his hand. He was so totally into watching his two sons that he hadn't even noticed he had pulled out his own cock and was now stroking it. "Now I really need that cold shower!" Mark whispered to himself as he quickly headed back to his bedroom. He quickly hopped in the shower and turned on the freezing water, the spray clearing his mind, but amazingly his cock didn't soften. Mark started to fiercely stroke his hard cock he started thinking about watching his two sons fuck. Imagining Justin's young teen muscles flexing and moving as he fucked his little brother beneath him. The boy moaning in ecstasy as the hard-teen cock tickled Jordan's insides. Then Mark's mind drifted to seeing the Coach's cock poised at the entrance of Jordan's clenched hole. The man thrusting hard, stabbing his adult shaft into his youngest son's upturned ass. The ball gag muffling the scream as the Coach's massive monster cock invaded the prepubescent boy. Mark stroked his cock faster as he envisioned the coach, pinning Jordan's shoulders down as he started to fuck the entire length of his 10-inch shaft into and out of his young son's violated boy hole. This image pushed Mark over the edge as his cock erupted, shooting gobs of cum all over the shower wall. Mark tried to catch his breath as he came down from his fantasy induced orgasm. Mark realized at that moment he wanted to see the Coach's big 10-inch cock claim his son's hole, to hear his son moan, and maybe scream as the man claimed his boy. "What's wrong with me?" Mark thought to himself as he quickly regained his senses and pushed the fantasy back into the Pandora's box of his darkest of desires. After the cold shower Mark put on a pair of gym shorts but didn't bother to put on a t-shirt. It was Saturday so he didn't need to dress for work. Mark walked back down the hallway and noticed both bedrooms were empty. As he entered the kitchen, he noticed Justin sitting at the table in just his underwear eating a bowl of cereal. "Where's Jordan?" Mark asked inquisitively as he poured himself a cup of coffee then loaded up a small glass pipe on the counter. "The little dweeb went over to Scott's house. I think he was slightly stoned." Justin chuckled as he watched his dad take a big hit off the small pipe. Mark smirked as he handed the pipe to his son, "Did you enjoy your wakeup call this morning?" Justin froze for a moment, but quickly regained his composure as he too took a big hit. "Uh, yeah." Justin replied with a grin as he exhaled, but then quickly added "Did you get him stoned?" For once Mark started blushing and stammering as he took the pipe, "Uh... yeah... but... I figured... why not?" Then took another hit off the pipe then handed it back to his son. "Well I don't mind, if that's what you're worried about?" Justin snickered as he took one last hit, finishing the bowl. He then stood up to put his cereal bowl in the sink. Mark noticed his son's 7-inch teen cock was hard, making a nice bulge in the front of his tight boxer briefs. Smoking out with his son caused his cock to grow as Mark came up behind Justin and pressed his body against his 14-year-old son's body, pinning him against the kitchen counter while reaching around and gently rubbing his son's hard erection. Father and son didn't say anything as Mark felt Justin relax into him. letting his dad molest his hard-teen cock. Mark's cock was now fully hard once again, the cold shower he took earlier hadn't made a dent in subduing his lust. Or maybe it was the hits of weed they had just taken. "Should I fuck you right here?" Mark whispered into Justin's ear as he ran his hands down into the sides of Justin's black boxer brief's. Justin only let out a low moan as Mark slowly pushed the briefs down off the teen's hips and down his boyish legs. Mark started kissing and sucking on Justin's neck as he quickly pushed his gym shorts off, his adult sized 8-inch cock now free of its confines. Mark then started humping the length of his cock against the crease of Justin's ass cheeks as he hugged his son back into him. "Should I fuck you right here?" Mark asked again, only this time his voice was more pointed and commanding. "Yeeeessssss." His teen son moaned out as he felt his son push his ass back against his cock. Mark lined his cock up with Justin's hole and slammed in hard pushing himself up and inside my son's rectum. UUUUUGGGHHH! FUCK!!! Justin screamed out. But Mark wasn't paying attention as he immediately began a series of fast, deep penetrations, not giving his son anytime to adjust. Justin didn't pull away, but rather pushed back as his father started furiously fucking him like a man possessed. The kitchen echoed with the grunts and groans of the perverted father and son union, an incestuous hard fuck as Mark's throbbing 8-inch monster stimulated his 14-year old's butt hole. "Ugh, oh...oh FUCK, FUCK!!! GONNA....CUMMMM!!!" Mark screamed out as he thrust himself deeply one last time into Justin before his body started to shake and twitch, his son receiving yet another injection of horny daddy semen into his bubble butt. A hush falls over the kitchen as father and son recover from their frantic fuck. Weak and shaky, Mark gently pulled his deflating daddy cock out of his son and admires the sight of his son's dilated, cum dripping hole. Justin wobbly straightened up and turned to face his dad. A long string of cum leaking from his 7-inch teen cock. Mark noticed a huge glob of Justin's cum on the lower cabinet doors, hinting his son must have had a hands-free ejaculation during their wild fuck. "I guess I'll have to take another shower." Mark said as he stepped forward and embraced his son, giving him a long slow tongue dueling kiss. Mark then pulled back, "But you should stay as you are for the A/C repair man. Leave my load in you for him." "Yes dad." Justin replied breathlessly before they began kissing again. Mark ran his hands up and down Justin's smooth teen back, feeling the beauty of his 14-year-old body. So small in his arms, yet so strong. And damn he was a good a kisser. His boy was always a fast learner, and Mark was glad he was developing the lust his old man had. "What time does the repair man show up?" Mark said as he stepped back from his horny son. "Noon." Justin replied, still standing wobbly in a daze. "Okay, I'll get dressed and get out of here so you can have the house to yourself." Mark smiled. Justin grinned deviously as the two shared the same wicked thought. "What about Jordan? Will he be gone long enough?" Justin chuckled, "Yeah, he complained it was too hot in the house, and that he'd be back in time for dinner. What are you going to do?" "Not sure, but I'll keep myself busy." Mark grinned as he exited the kitchen. Just as Mark entered his bedroom, he noticed his phone was buzzing on the night stand. It was a Facetime from Cedar. Mark hit the accept button, Cedar\s face popping up on the screen. His eyes looked heavy, no doubt stoned. "Hey sexy boy, still horny?" Mark chuckled. "Hell, yeah daddy... but I was wondering... if... "Cedar's voice trailed off. "Yeah? Wondering what?" Mark smiled, knowing the request was going to be something sexual. "Well.... I was wondering... if.... I could meet The Coach?" Mark could see the boy's face blush, even on the tiny screen. "I don't know, I could see if he's free?" Mark's cock started to stiffen again at the thought of Cedar taking on Coach's 10-inch cock. "Really?! That would be so cool!" The boy replied excitedly. "Let me see what he says, and I'll get back to you, okay?" "Okay! I'll be waiting!" Cedar grinned just as the screen went blank. Mark's head started to spin at the thought of what he was about to do. He immediately texted The Coach. DadEE9: CdRbOi wants to meet you, I think today. Mark sent the text and started to get dressed. Almost at once his phone chimed with an incoming text. Coach: Mmmm sounds good. Let him know I can meet him today. The text from The Coach made Mark's cock firm up even more as he tried to put on his gym shorts. He texted Cedar back. DadEE9: Coach said he's free anytime today. When are you available? A reply tweet came back instantly. CdRbOi: NOW! :D Mark could only chuckle at Cedar's eagerness but wondered if he would be so eager once he had had a session with the infamous Coach. DadEE9: Okay, I'll be over to pick you up. CdRbOi: YAY! I can't wait! Mark texted the coach. DadEE9: I'm going to pick him up now, be at your place in about 45 minutes. Coach: I'll be waiting. Mark threw on a tight t-shirt and slipped on an old pair of tennis shoes then headed out of his bedroom. Mark noticed Justin's bedroom door was closed as he walked down the hallway. "Heading out! Be back later! Text me when you're finished with the repair man!" Mark hollered as he grabbed his wallet, keys, and backpack. "Okay Dad! Have fun!" Mark heard Justin reply from behind his bedroom door. 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