Date: Mon, 1 Feb 2021 08:26:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Johan Pryde Subject: Lucky Little Logan (gay incest) Lucky Little Logan Nifty is an amazing resource. Please donate to support it. This story is fiction and dedicated to a very hot guy who wrote me about his fantasy. I love to hear from readers. Write me at BlowJoey140@yahoo.com At 9 years old, I was obsessed with my older brother, Zac. I would sneak his jockstraps out of the laundry and huff them, humping my little boycock against the bed, wishing Zac's 15 year old cock was pumping into my little face. He was a hot baseball playing jock and would walk around the house just in gym shorts most of the time. I would watch, mesmerized, when he sat down and spread his legs, his shorts riding up enough to expose pale skin that never saw the sun. My eyes would trace over his smooth, athletic chest and then follow the line of dark hair that ran from his belly button down to the waist band of his shorts. I knew that if I could pull those shorts down, I would find a dark thatch of public hair and then an eager hard cock that I could worship. I was home alone this particular day and snuck into Logan's room, as I typically did. His room smelled so hot---sweaty jock smell everywhere. I went to his laundry basket and found a jock, grabbing it and rubbing it on my face, inhaling deeply. I balled the jock up and stuck it in my pocket to take it back to my own room. I would get off with it and then hide it back in here before anyone knew. I spied his athletic cup and grabbed it, holding the entire thing over my mouth and nose, licking the inside, breathing deeply, and groaning as my little boycock pulsed with excitement. I put it back down, reluctantly, and headed back to my room. I pulled the dirty jock out of my pocket and stripped off my clothes. I held it up to my face again, breathing deeply and starting to lick and suck on the fabric. I climbed on my bed and started humping against my teddy bear, my cocklet rock hard and spasming, as I lost myself in a haze of little boy lust, dreaming of sucking Zac's hairy balls, of having him grab my head and ravage my little throat, pumping my tiny face until he came. I was literally high on his smell, my hips thrusting, my face flushed, moans coming from deep within my throat. "Fuck me, Zac," I groaned, "Rape my face, use me hard." A voice interrupted my reverie. "Oh, wow, little brother. I knew you were stealing my jocks but this, fuck this is amazing." My eyes popped open and I dropped Zac's jock, looking up to see him standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but gym shorts as usual. But this time I could see is hard cock outlined in them, straining against the fabric. "Zac, ummm, I..." I said, my eyes feasting on the outline of his hard cock but my mind terrified that I had been caught. "Skip it," he said, walking toward me. He stood with his hands on his hips, his cock now a few inches from my face as I laid on the bed, his discarded jock in front of me. "You know, little brother, smell is mostly based on taste. If you like the smell, you should taste what's making it." He stood, offering himself to me. I groaned and reached up, my hand stroking the outline of his cock. "Do it, fag," he ordered and my cock pulsed in response. I reached up and pulled the waistband of his shorts down, freeing his cock. His cock sprung up, hitting me in the face, and I moaned out loud, feeling my little cock pulse in a dry orgasm as I finally saw the object of my desire. I inhaled deeply, his scent already an aphrodisiac to me and then buried my face in his crotch, rubbing my face against his balls, his cock, his thick dark pubes. Zac grabbed my hair and said "I already know you're fagging for me, little brother. Now suck it." I did, taking the head of his sweaty cock in my mouth, groaning and feeling my own little cock pulse again at the taste. His precum leaked onto my tongue as I swirled it around the head, moaning excitedly. "Fuck, yes," Zac groaned, grabbing my hair tighter and shoving his cock in my hungry mouth, "Suck it, Logan. Swallow me to the root." I sucked hard, swirling my tongue around him, lost in a haze of his scent and taste. He fucked into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, making me gag and squeeze tears out of my eyes. I loved it. I kept sucking, and he thrust his hips forward over and over, both of us groaning, both of us thrilled by what we were doing, both the act and the taboo of it. It was even hotter to me that the first cock I was sucking was my sexy big brother's. Echoing my thought out loud, Zac groaned "Fuck, yes, my 9 year old little faggot brother slobbering all over my cock." I let his cock pop out of my mouth and buried my face in his balls, rubbing against them, wanting their scent to linger. I breathed deeply and then began tonguing his balls, my little pink tongue teasing his ballsac and sucking on the light hair it found there. "Suck my balls, fag," he moaned, and I moaned with him, loving every name he called me as I tasted his sac and inhaled deeply of the scent that lingered in his jockstraps. My tongue dove deeper, flicking under his balls and Zac knew what I wanted. He grabbed me and flipped me over on the bed, my little boycock now pulsing against the air as I tasted him. He slid forward and spread his ass, landing on my little mouth. "Eat me out, whore," he growled with lust. My little tongue sprung out of my mouth, eager and hungry, into his ass trench, lapping, licking, teasing his hole. I moaned again, my little boycock cumming it's dry orgasm as I writhed in pleasure, the taste of my older brother's ass making me mad with lust. "Oh my god, I love you," I groaned, my tongue lapping at his ass, tasting him, driving into his tight hole, trying to penetrate it with my nine year old tongue. Zac ground his ass into my face, moaning "fuck yes, Logan, use your fag tongue to worship my ass," and began running his hands along my small body. I trembled in excitement, the thrill of this rough rim job combined with the touch of his hands on my skin overwhelming. He reached down and started jerking my little cocklet with his fingers, bringing me off again in yet another dry orgasm. He pulled his ass off my mouth and replaced it with his cock, raping my little throat hard. I groaned around this cock, while his balls bounced off my forehead and I felt his pubes brush my chin. His hand left my cock and reached further. I spread my legs to give him access and felt his finger start to explore my ass. He pushed against my hole, his cock still spearing my eager throat, and I moaned loudly when his finger penetrated, sliding into my little ass. He pulled his finger out and put his hands on my hips, pulling me up so I was bent at the neck, his cock still pounding my mouth, while my little hole was completely exposed. He spat on it and I felt his saliva hit my hole before it drippled down my balls, dripping on my own face as he continued to violate my little mouth with his hard teen cock. Zac kept fucking my mouth while his fingers went to exploring my ass. First one, fucking in and out, lubed with his spit, and then two. When he added a third finger, had another dry orgasm, the most intense one yet, causing me to squirm and tremble while I choked on his cock. "I am going to fuck your little queer hole," Zac said and pulled out of my mouth. He picked me up bodily and, surprisingly, kissed me hard on the mouth, his teen tongue dancing in my nine year old mouth. He spun around and sat on the bed, legs spread wide, and then impaled my eager ass on his cock. "Breed me, Zac,"I groaned and he answered "Fuck yes, faggot. Ride my cock." I felt the heat of his skin against the skin of my back, the dampness of his sweat. His cock filled me as he slowly sank me fully onto his dick, his big teen cock making my entire body vibrate with pleasure. He held onto my hips, moving me up and down on him while he thrust his hips. I closed my eyes in ecstasy, feeling Zac get deeper with each thrust until finally I could feel his pubes brushing my ass cheeks before he lifted me up, taking me almost to the tip of his cock, and thrust me back down again. I whimpered and moaned, my head lolling from side to side, my mind completely consumed by the fucking I was getting. A deep voice saying "What the fuck do we have here?" broke me out of my reverie. A familiar voice. My dad's voice. I opened my eyes in shock to see my dad standing in the doorway. I could see the outline of his hard cock in his pants. Zac kept fucking and didn't miss a beat. "He needs cock, dad," Zac said, thrusting hard into me so dad could see me writhe in pleasure at the invasion. "Come over here and rape his little mouth." "Please, dad," I chimed in, staring at his cock which strained against his zipper. Dad grinned and walked over to me, undoing his pants as he came. He pulled his cock out and said "Well, since you asked so nicely, faggot, you can suck the cock that made you while your brother pounds your whore ass." I groaned and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I took dad in my mouth, tasting his salty cock and already leaking precum. "Fuck him hard, Zac. Use him like the little whore he is," dad said, while grabbing my head and shoving his cock hard into my mouth. I gagged slightly as he pushed into my throat, tears forming in my eyes. Dad grabbed my hair in his fists and started fucking hard, choking and gagging me on his big dick. It was bigger than Zac's and harder to take, but I loved every second of it. "Fuck yes, dad, gag this little whore on our cock. Choke him with that big dick," Zac barked, fucking me ever harder. "Let's rape this little fag in rhythm," dad said and they timed their thrusts to fill me with cock at the same time, Zac pounding my little ass while dad choked my little throat, their cocks shoving in hard, lingering, and then pulling back out before shoving back in again. I timed my breaths to match them, writhing and moaning in dry orgasm after dry orgasm as both of my holes were violated, my ass by my big brother's teen cock and my mouth by my horny father. "I'm getting close, dad," Zac said after several more minutes of hard thrusting. "Me, too, son," dad answered. "Let's try to fill this whore with cum at the same time." Their thrusting sped up, my little body being tossed like a ragdoll between them. Finally, in one glorious thrust, Zac kept his cock buried in my ass and cried out "I'm cumming!" while dad pulled out until the head of his cock was on my tongue and I felt it swell and pulsate as his thick load exploded in my mouth before he thrust back into my throat and let the rest go straight into my stomach. Cum squirted out of the corners of my mouth, some even out of my nose, as dad grabbed my head and shoved his cock all the way in, my nose crushed into his pubes while his balls rested against my chin. I had a final dry orgasm at the same time, all three of our bodies writhing in ecstasy together. "Take my cum, whore!" Zac shouted, "Breed him son, drop that load inside his little boy pussy while I make him choke on this hot dad cum!" dad added. The three of us stayed like that for a moment, completely spent, before dad finally pulled his cock out of my mouth. He was still completely hard. He looked down into my eyes, his hand caressing my cheek. "How about your brother and I change places? Do you want to feel your dad's cock raping your little ass, fag?" dad asked. I moaned out loud. "Fuck yeah, dad, use this little whore like he needs to be used," Zac added. "This is the best day of my life," I groaned, and felt like I must be in heaven.