Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2024 23:33:31 -0700 (MST) From: Ash Hunter Subject: It's a Surprise Part 3 This story is a work of fiction. Characters may be inspired by people and fantasies in my life but have in no way occurred, with name and location changes as needed. As a first-time writer, I would love any comments, critiques, questions, suggestions, or pictures (or even videos ;) ) that you deem necessary. Help me become a better author and inspire me with anything you think would work. In fact, two parts of this story were inspired from a reader's DM on Twitter and another's email! You can also find me on Twitter @hunter_writing If you enjoy the stories at Nifty please consider making a donation to keep the archive running! There is a huge body of work available to suit every taste. Please support at https://donate.nifty.org/ if you can. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have a surprise for you. Did he ever have a surprise for me. Staring at me in shock and shame, wrists tied to my headboard, perfectly chiseled body coated in sweat, and a load still dripping from his dark, uncut, and rock-hard cock was my dad, Hadi. Well, he was my stepdad, but he'd been the only father I'd known since I was 7. My mother had married Hadi, an Iran-born a fitness model who competed in bodybuilding, when we were 10. We had both stood as his best men and he had been and amazing father: coming to every competition, every graduation, helped us with homework, anything and everything. When I came out as gay and Ryan as pan, he briefly became a little distant, but quickly accepted us, though he preferred we never talked about it. And now he was staring at me with Ryan pumping in and out of him like he hadn't had sex for a year. "No, Richard, you can't be here," he started but then trailed off as Ryan assault his prostate. I walked to the bed to take it all in, still completely naked and harder than I've even been, but in too much shock to do anything. Hadi was just coming out of a competition a few days back and was still cut. His rich, brown skin darker than normal as the spray on tan was fading, and a completely smooth body so every muscle and vein was contoured and popping. Completely smooth except for his thick, luscious hair, shaved short on the sides, and his beard and mustache, thick and black, accentuating his perfect jawline and cheeks. I'd never seen or even really thought of his cock, he was my stepdad, but I was captivated. It was at least 7" and uncut. Almost as dark as his spray tan, with thick streams of cum cascading down the shaft. His massive thighs were held open by my brother, who wasn't even acknowledging my presence and who's own cock looked almost ghostly white slipping in and out of our stepfather's hole. I wasn't even sure how Ryan was getting into him, the ass was so big, even the glutes were still clearly visible. Each pump into my stepdad caused his abs and pecs to flex, perfectly defined, asking to be touched, I slowly stretched out my hand, but stopped just before touching him. He tried to speak again as I stood beside him, hand outstretched, and struggled weakly. "Please, Richard, you can't- AHH." Cut off again by my brother slamming suddenly inside him. "Shut it, pops." Ryan growled, resuming his steady thrusts in and out of Hadi. "If you're going to talk, tell him what you told me before. Tell him what you want." My stepfather's eyes snapped shut and he turned slightly away. "No. I can't-" SLAM. Every time he didn't do as told; my brother rammed into him with all his strength, causing the deep husky moans I heard coming into the room. Tears streamed down his rugged face, I'd never seen him cry in my entire life, he was always the strongest man, physically and emotionally, I'd even known. But here he was, tied down and being used like a disobedient fleshlight, and seemed to finally break. His eyes opened and he looked at me, eyes still full of shame, but also a deep hunger. "I want you in me. I want you to use me." Ryan thrust in him against, more gently, but with enough force that my stepfather bucked. His massive pec hitting my still outstretched hand, and I instinctively grasped onto it. A fist full of muscle, clenched in my hand as he let out another moan. Ryan smirked and finally looked directly at me. "You want to do something about that? We'll get complaints from the neighbours." I wasn't sure if it was pain, ecstasy, or a mix of both, but Hadi was still moaning loudly at the dual assault on his prostate and pecs, eyes closed again, his face contorted with a mix of emotions and feelings. As always when directed by my brother, his words seemed to push me forward. I released my stepdad's pec and pushed my cock into his open and moaning mouth. His eyes opening in shock. It was at this moment I found out that my stepdad didn't have a gag reflect. His throat and eyes bulged as I pushed in until I could feel his mustache against the base of my shaft and beard against my balls. But no coughing, no gagging, just his face darkening from lack of oxygen. While his moans were deadened, they didn't stop. His throat and mouth vibrated from deep throating me. I couldn't help it. Relieving fucking Nathan in the taxi home, and his uncle, Coach Bagshaw, on the way up was like edging myself for almost an hour. I let out my own moan and started shooting. Without warning, my ball sack contracted, and I started filling the throat of the man who raised me. I tried to pull back, draining three huge shots down his throat, but only accomplished giving him a fourth shot directly on his tongue, and then finished my orgasm at with a fifth cumshot right onto his face. It streaked his lips and cheek, a shock of white against his dark Iranian skin. I was still hard as steel, even after that powerful and sudden orgasm, I was already ready to go again. "FUCK!" I tore my eyes from my stepfather's cum coated face and turn to my brother, he was obviously filling up that muscled ass like had filled the throat. I realized what had pushed Ryan over the edge: bottoming out in his throat had caused Hadi to blow a load, hands free; his cum pooling into his six pack, and the muscles contracting while blowing that load must have turned his ass into a vise. He was milking my brother dry. With great effort, Ryan pulled out of our stepdad. Both were drenched in sweat; I have no idea how long they'd been going before I got here. But just like me, Ryan's cock was a steel rod. The uncut slab of meat in between my stepdad's legs was the only one that seemed to be spent. I was about to go and take my place between those dark, sculpted legs, when Ryan stopped me. "No," he said, "wait. I'm not done yet." He untied the bounds at the headboard, and stood up on my bed, legs on either side of Hadi's torso. He reached down and grabbed a fist full of Hadi's hair and pulled him into a sitting position, cock aimed at his lips. "Open up, pops. We're just starting to have fun." Almost as if in a trance, Hadi's lips parted, and my own cum dripping into his beard, and then Ryan's ivory cock vanished into his throat. "Yeah," Ryan started, "I can see why this got you off so fast. Fuck, we wasted years with other guys when this cock sucker was just down the hall." He laughed at his own comments while guiding our stepdad's lips up and down his shaft by keeping a firm grasp on his hair. I was struck again by just how identical Ryan and I are. The same body, the same cock, the same face. His hair was a little more wild than mine, but besides that, we were reflections. It was like watching myself, more confident than I had ever been, taking control of our stepdad. Using him. Seeing my cock sliding into his mouth and down his throat, and that throat bulging as it tried to fit the full shaft. Hadi, stepfather, my dad, was like a statue, every curve of him chiseled to perfection. The manliest person I'd ever seen. And there he was, just accepting his stepson's cock in his throat. The cock that had taken his anal virginity. And the balls that had just bred him laying against his bearded chin. His eyes were looking up, fixed on my brother's face. He had become just another plaything to my brother. A plaything for both of us. This wasn't my stepdad anymore. This was Hadi, a muscled toy that needed cock. I moved behind him, and gently pushed both men to near the end of my bed so I could lay down and see Hadi's awesomely muscled back. I started stroking my cock, looking at the way his back tapered off to his huge ass. How could I have never noticed how badly those needed to be spread? I looked up and made eye contact with Ryan. He smiled. "Okay, pops, time to show Richard what you've learned. Ride him. Now." He issued the order while pulled his cock free from Hadi's lips. Hadi turned to face me and crawled over me. He reached up and grabbed the headboard for stability, and reached behind him, steadying my cock so he could sit on it. I watched in fascination, as he sat on my dick, his immediately started getting hard again. The head pushing out of his foreskin and glistening with precum by the time I he had bottomed out on me. Hadi really was made to bottom. With a slight whimper and flex of his biceps and shoulders as he tightened his grip on the headboard, he started riding me. It was like nothing I've ever felt. His hole was tighter than any man I'd even been in, but soft as velvet. It was a fight to get in, but even harder to get out. His ass seemed to tighten when he lifted off my shaft, as if it was trying to stay full. It was amazing. And looking up, all I could see was his bearded chin and massive pecs. After letting him set the pace for a bit, I suddenly thrusted up as hard as I could as he sat back down. He let out a moan like a wild man and grinded down, forcing me even deeper. Hadi kept going back to his rhythmic riding, but I'd randomly thrust, breaking his rhythm, and making him cry out, but every time he grinded down. His body was desperate for what his mind was denying. I could feel my brother's seed inside him whenever he grinded down. My own cock started to hurt from how tight he was and how desperately he was trying to milk me. But it was about to get even better. I vaguely feel the bed dip as weight shifted, Ryan was crawling closer. Suddenly, Hadi was shoved forward so his pecs were right in my face and he grinded down, bottoming me out. And then I felt it, a soft rubbing sensation at the base of my cock. And then pressure as the rubbing tried move up my shaft. The hole that I thought was the tightest thing I'd ever felt was suddenly getting tighter. It finally dawned on me that my brother was trying to join me inside of Hadi's already impossibly tight ass. We'd only successfully managed to double penetrate one guy before, but I could tell Ryan wasn't going to take no for an answer. Hadi started sobbing, but his ass kept grinding down on us, not even trying to prevent it. I could feel his heart hammering in his chest, his pecs heaving. I couldn't help it. I took one of those massive pecs in my mouth and bit his dark nipple. His gasp of shock seemed to relax him for just a moment. Then he screamed as my Ryan and my identical cocked filled him. I could feel Ryan'd balls pushed against mine our tips being squeezed together by Hadi's ass. I reached around him and drug my fingernails down his back. His scream turned to moans again as Ryan pulled out slightly and shoved back in. And Ryan started slowing pumping at an that perfect ass, I kept digging my nails into Hadi's back and using my lips and teeth to play with his nipples. His hole constricted. The feeling was indescribable, my brother and I were in a hole so tight, that it I couldn't tell if that pulsating was Hadi's hole, Ryan's cock, or mine. We were all one. And then I felt the hot, steaming load Hadi released. It shot out of him, streaked up my stomach and hit my chin. The added pressure on our cocks made both my brother and I shoot. I couldn't tell who fired first. Our orgasm was one and the same, our dicks spasming in Hadi, filling him with both of our seed, stretching him out as he'd never dreamed possible. If he didn't have such a firm grasp on the headboard, Hadi would have collapsed onto me. I could feel the heat coming from his body, and the droplets of sweat dripping onto my body. Hadi grunted as Ryan pulled out. I felt like something was missing, for just a second, then I pushed him off me, this time my dick was softening. Hadi laid there, beside me for a moment gathering himself. Before he could make another move, Ryan spoke, "Uh oh, pops. Look like you made a mess on my brother. You should clean it up." Ryan was, astonishingly still hard. He stood by and was slowly jacking off, watching Hadi expectantly. Hadi, rolled back over and was on his hands and knee over top of me as I lay there, breathing slowly. Hadi lowered his face to my chest and start licking up his own cum. Slowly working his way down my torso. I could still feel the heat rolling off his body as he moved, cleaning every drop. Finally, he took my soft cock into his mouth and sucked off Ryan and my seed that was still on it. Then he rolled off the bed and stood up. He looked at Ryan still slowly jacking off, and got down on his knees, opening his mouth. Ryan smirked in victory and used Hadi's mouth to clean off his own dick and lube it up. Ryan was rubbing the tip of his cock on Hadi's tongue, while furiously pumping the shaft. Ryan grabbed a fistful of Hadi's hair again, holding him steady, and let out a final moan as he came a third time. I watched as 3 strands of hot, fresh cum landed on Hadi's tongue. Staring directly into each other's eyes as Ryan's cock finally started to go limp, Hadi swallowed and licked his lips. "That was pretty good pops. This is going to be a great visit with Richie, isn't it?" Ryan said as Hadi looked on slightly confused. "Oh, didn't I tell you? Mom won't be back from her business trip until the end of the week. It's just us men for the next five day. Won't that be fun?" With every ounce of condescension that he could muster, Ryan patted Hadi on his bearded cheek, while Hadi's eyes were again filled with shame and hunger. "Why don't you go take a shower?" Hadi slowly stood and walked out of my room, trying to hold his head up, though he was walking with a slight wobble, and cum was actively dripping down his inner thighs. Ryan turned to me. "Did you like your surprise?" "How the hell did you manage to get dad like that?" He just laughed. "Maybe I'll tell you sometime. I've been working on him for at least the last year. Slow and steady." He smirked again, as if the thought of taking any man was out of his ability was amusing. "Now if you'll excuse me, I think I need a shower too, and I think poor old pops needs someone to help get those hard-to-reach spots on his back." His soft dick twitched as he walked away, though pausing at the door. "Don't make too many plans, I may have a few more surprises this week for you." Ryan's laughed echoed in the hallway as he walked to the bathroom to, I could only imagine, use Hadi again. I couldn't even image getting hard again so soon, so I have no idea what he's planning. But the moans that started floating down the hall to my room showed he was doing something. I turned to my side to take a nap. It was going to be a long week.