Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2021 22:53:49 -0500 From: Rod Rey Subject: My Barely-Legal Triplets The grandfather clock ticked midnight, the Mallet family heirloom telling me it was finally time. My three beautiful boys were now eighteen. They were such sexy triplets that had come out of my dick, but since I was an attractive, forty-three-year-old Black fashion model and former porn star with a lean-but-muscular body, it wasn't a surprise. My name, Maverick Mallet, was notable for a reason, including my famous dick that had gone inside all kinds of women, both pussy and ass. My sons were also well known with their own modeling careers and being internet personalities with viral videos and a possible reality show deal in the talks. Malachi, Malcolm, and Malik were a biracial mixture of me and their retired supermodel White mother known as Soraya Sore. They had boyish faces, honey eyes, coils of brown hair, caramel complexion, smooth skin, skinny bodies, and perky little butts. Now, they'd get a taste of their creator and the chance to meet their tiny brothers swimming inside of them, just like they'd begged for. I'd told them multiple times that I wouldn't fuck around with them until their eighteenth birthday, but to practice with each other so that they could take me more easily, since I had a thick anaconda at twelve inches (yep, I'd measured it) and with a fat head like a meaty mushroom. Given that they were already nearing my size, they'd reach twelve inches soon enough, so they could probably take me. For a while, they'd teased me like jailbait, but I hadn't given in once. I had self-control, after all. I was lucky to live in the U.S. territory of Cestin Island where consensual incest was legal between adults. Topped with the fact that it was off the Atlantic coast of Florida, it meant beautiful weather and even more beautiful beaches. I truly lived in paradise with my boys, the Mallet men of four. Of course, Soraya didn't know a thing about my close bond with them. We were divorced, anyway, so she was free from my dominance and control and finally out of our lives, living with her new rich husband who was old enough to be her granddaddy. She was a beautiful, blue-eyed blonde, so she wouldn't have been single for long. It was a hot summer night in July, and my boys and I relaxed naked in the hot tub. Malcolm was on my left side, Malik on my right, and Malachi in the center in front of me. We'd had a private Fourth of July barbecue and had gone for a cool swim in our pool in the backyard of our small beach house, our vacation home for the summer. God, I'd created these beautiful beings, only to be lucky that they'd turned out to be gay for my own filthy pleasures. When I'd snooped through their internet activity years ago and saw a bunch of dad/son porn and incest stories on Nifty, I'd known right then and there that I'd been one lucky daddy. If only many of their fans knew just how true their dirty fantasies really were, but it would always be our little secret. What still shocked me was the BDSM and kink stuff that appeared only whenever Malik was using the internet, which made dick twitch with curiosity. I pulled Malcolm and Malik closer toward me so I could start feeling on their cute butts, each of them sucking on my big nipples. Malachi stroked my dick with a little grin, making Daddy feel good with his bold and extroverted nature. Since he was the oldest by just minutes apart, he always felt like he should be the first for everything new, big, and exciting. Malcolm was the middle-born, and he kind of felt similar, hence the reason they had their occasional bickering. Malik was the youngest and only introverted one, spending less time on the camera than Malachi and Malcolm, and a true Daddy's boy who was attached to me like a softie. It was why he couldn't care less about not being the first for everything. Malachi and Malcolm also teased him from time to time, but it was all harmless fun since they were close and loved each other like real family. Malachi reached for my lips to make out with me, our tongues wrapping around each other in an even pace. He knew how to kiss, and I imagined so did the other two. Malcolm let go of my left nipple, and it was his turn to kiss my lips until we made out as well, also in an even pace. Yep, he was a great kisser too. Malik stopped sucking my right nipple and wanted his turn to kiss me, so he gently moved Malcolm's face away with his to snatch a kiss from his daddy. They were all great kissers, and while they kissed me, they kissed each other too. The four of us shared each other's mouths in various combinations, lasting many minutes. Malachi stopped and hunched over to lower his face to my dick, putting his little mouth on it. Fuck, that warm mouth slurping away. He sure could suck dick even though he had to stretch his mouth a bit. He must've done more than practice with his brothers. I slowly fucked his mouth by gyrating my lower half while the other two still kissed me, and I could easily nut inside his mouth. He slipped my dick out of his mouth and ran his tongue down the shaft to stuff my smooth balls in his mouth, but because they were so big, he could only suck one at a time. His brothers joined him, taking turns sucking every part of my dick and balls. Fuck, I really could blow right now, but I wanted to fuck them too. I wanted to cream their faces with my nut, and I was so close already. But to my surprise, Malachi got up and turned around, his cute little ass aiming for my dick as he lowered himself to stick it inside his pretty pucker. The other two looked up at his face, watching in awe. He hissed a bit but wasn't willing to give up, sliding down on it, inch by inch, while shocking me at the same time. Damn, just how much practice had he had? He whimpered in what was presumably pain, and I gently shushed him while frolicking his curls. "It's okay," I cooed. "You can take it. Just relax and let Daddy's dick go inside real slow." Moments later, Malachi's butt cheeks rested against my skin, and I was all the way in. Fuck, I was inside my own son, and what a tightish hole that hugged my shaft. As I started thrusting into him and out in a gentle movement, I knew I had to be careful and not finish off inside him so soon. It was that glorious. Malachi moaned and let out a few light gasps. "Fuck me, Daddy," he said in a deepish voice while grinding his boy butt against my dick. His hungry tone and sexual sounds aided in my arousal. I wasn't supposed to hear such things, much less perform any sexual act with my sons. But it was happening, and I was enjoying it. Malcolm and Malik started sucking him off, sharing his dick while giving each other kisses, back and forth. I was bonding with my own flesh and blood in a way I'd never thought possible, my little boys all grown up and ready to take Daddy's dick. They were such horny twinks, and Malachi managed to take all twelve inches, much to my pleasant surprise. "Daddy..." he cried aloud. "I'm coming..." That was it for me. His continually-horny voice and sexual sounds I'd never heard until tonight, along with calling me Daddy, only took a few more thrusts before I shot so much inside his hole, more than I had in a very long time. I groaned with clenched teeth as all my nut filled him up. "Fuck...shit..." My body quaked a few times, and I stopped to catch my breath. When I looked at the other two, they had Malachi's boy cream all over their faces, and they licked it off each other. "My turn!" Malcolm said, clearly not taking my refractory period into consideration. I couldn't reject him, though. I spoiled my boys with love and now lust. He wasted no time positioning himself on my still-hard dick, and it took me a moment to get back in the mood. Normally, I wouldn't have bothered, but this unique, incestuous experience got me horny all over again. Malcolm rubbed his pucker against the head of my dick, and just like Malachi, he took me so easily, making me realize even more that all three of them really had practiced fucking each other with their own anacondas. Once I was balls deep, the glory struck me again. I was still gentle, though. I'd been gentle throughout my fifteen-year porn career, known for hard-but-slow thrusts. Sadly, after the staff had insisted I should rough it up and start acting like a thug with race play thrown in like in a lot of Black porn, I'd known then that it was finally time for me to say goodbye. It just wasn't who I was. Nowadays, not many people seemed to appreciate passionate lovemaking even without there having to be love involved. Malcolm rode me while letting out a series of soft moans, and his brothers sucked his dick. I gripped his waist and pounded him in a slow pace, each thrust basically a ram in spaced-out intervals. "Oh, Daddy, it feels so good." "I know, baby boy. And Daddy feels good being inside you just like with Malachi." His continual moaning and heavy breathing told me he was close, probably too horny to edge, so I let him nut whenever he was ready. In just moments, he did, and his soft cries of ecstasy got me going so much that I flooded his insides while grunting. When he pulled out, I noticed the other two with more nut on their faces, and scooped it all off and swallowed, clearly loving the taste. Then, Malik didn't even give me a chance to catch my breath and rest a bit, since he got up and headed toward me. He didn't say a word, just a hopeful face that told me he felt left out and wanted his turn. He seemed unusually nervous too. Why was he trembling now? But I was so hungry for my boys. My three beautiful boys. What were they doing to me? I'd never quite been like this before, already horny and ready to go for round three with an erection that had yet to deflate. But I couldn't reject the baby of the three when the other two had had their turns. It wasn't fair, and I wanted to show him just as much love as I had to Malachi and Malcolm. Malik at least did wait a while, being considerate of me having to recharge. He played with my dick in the meantime, his smile a bit weak. Finally, he got me fully horned up and ready to fuck some more. He turned his backside toward my direction, his beautiful ass making me want to eat it like a five-star meal. He tried to sit on me, but he struggled, letting out a few constipated grunts. "See, bro?" Malachi said, rolling his eyes. "You should've practiced with us like we kept telling you to." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Wait, he didn't practice with you guys?" Malachi and Malcolm shook their heads. "Wait, wait, so...you're a virgin, Malik?" He didn't answer, but his mood gave off a sad vibe, and it made my dick soften. Aw, poor baby boy. He was important right now. My dick could wait. I frolicked his curls. "Why didn't you practice like I suggested?" Still silent. Malachi sighed as if annoyed. "Because he wanted to save himself for you like a dork." Malcolm tittered, and while the teasing had always been harmless fun, this was one of those times I needed to step in. "Come on, boys, leave your brother alone," I said in a stern tone. I shifted my focus back on my baby boy and softened again. "Malik? You okay?" He shook his head, and I turned him around to pull him into my arms for a fatherly embrace. Oh, my poor boy. He'd just shed a tear, making me nervous that I might've made him feel obligated to do something he didn't want to do. "What's wrong, baby boy?" He stared into my eyes with his watery ones, honey-colored as sweet as his personality. "I wanted you to be my first because I love you, Daddy." His tone was weak, and his words had cracked a bit when he'd those words. Wow. My little boy loved his daddy. Sometimes, I wondered just how much from the way he looked at me. For years, he'd always been so submissive and had given me dreamy expressions whenever we were around each other. He'd told me he had the biggest crush on someone whose identity he'd refused to reveal. It made sense now. He was in love with me, and he thought I was special enough to be the first to claim his hole. "Aw, baby boy." I kissed his lips and made out with him for a while. When I stopped, I smiled warmly and rubbed my nose against his while holding his gaze. "I love you too, and I'm honored you want me to be your first, but it's going take a bit of time, okay? I'm huge down there, and I don't want to hurt you. We'll spend some special time together to get you all loose for my dick." "Finally, he told you," Malachi said in an annoyed tone. I wrinkled my forehead. "You guys knew?" "Of course, Daddy. He's been in love with you since middle school. He's called you his future husband, King, Emperor, God, Lord, Master, Owner of his universe, you name it." Oh...I'd had no idea just how serious Malik really was about me. All of a sudden, my dick got hard again because of this unveiled submission I'd never imagined. It made sense why he'd been searching extensively for BDSM stuff online. I'd always been dominant and liked control, and it'd been a big problem for Soraya. That was okay, though. I'd respected her wishes. I just couldn't have been happy with her like I'd hoped. I stroked Malik's cheek and saw him in a different light. He wanted me. He loved me. He wanted to serve me and be mine. I'd never take advantage of him, but I didn't have to. He wanted me in the way no one had ever wanted me. I'd tried dating subs before meeting Soraya, and they'd eventually gotten bored and fled. Malik wouldn't do that to me, though. I trusted him because he was my real boy, a beautiful creation from my dick, and he needed his daddy. I kissed him some more and smiled again. "We'll have a private talk about this soon, okay?" I looked at Malachi and Malcolm. "I feel like traveling. Want to go to Europe again?" They cheered with beaming faces, including Malik, because they knew I'd always make them happy. Just because I was dominant and controlling didn't mean I was an unfair dick. I loved my boys more than life. I'd take a bullet for them without a second thought. I played with Malik's lips to be affectionate. "Suck Daddy's dick so I can come in your mouth." It was an order but a soft one. I didn't need to be mean about my commands. He gave me an obedient nod, a stronger smile spanning his face, and he wasted no time getting on his knees and taking my anaconda in his mouth. He didn't just suck it, but he made love to it with how slow and passionate he was. He gave it soft kisses, stared at it for a moment, and continued devouring it. He shocked me by how far he could go, almost taking my whole dick until he gagged and coughed. "He can deepthroat better than us," Malachi said, grinning while watching with Malcolm. "We can too, kind of, but he practiced sucking more than we did." I couldn't believe it. Malik, the sweetest and shy one of the three, and the only anal virgin, gave me the best blowjob. He surprised me in ways I'd never thought. The more I knew about his mystery, the more intrigued I was. He licked down the shaft, up and down, sucking and kissing at random, and he reached for my balls and sucked each one like a devoted sub. He was so good at this that I couldn't wait anymore, my breathing intensifying as a warning for him. He stopped and gave me a bashful smile. "Own me, Daddy. I'm serious. I want this because it feels natural to me. You're my Master now, and I promise to obey you at all times." Oh, fuck. I couldn't anymore with that talk. I shoved my dick back inside his mouth and fucked it for a moment, our eyes locking with one another with pure carnal lust. Yeah, he was hungry for my nut. This was his bottle full of man milk, my baby boy's bottle. As I stared at him even harder with my eyes almost rolling from the heavy pleasure, I filled his mouth with a huge gush of daddy nut. It felt like even more than before. My body shook while I gripped his head, and I moaned in pure delight as the euphoria whacked me like a drunk fool. I caught my breath and cast my eyes back at him, towering over him because of him still kneeling in front of me. This. This was what I'd needed for years. I'd longed to be someone's Master, but I'd put it out of my mind because I'd been convinced I'd never find the right submissive, man or woman. Until now. What a moment. I'd just committed hot incest with my barely-legal triplets, my beautiful boys. I knew now that I'd be fucking all of them for a very long time, especially Malik. If I was his future husband, even if jokingly since it was still illegal to marry family, then I'd at least become his Master and own him soon enough. I couldn't wait to make him mine. All mine. ***INFO*** Want more by Rod Rey? Visit: https://rodreywriter.wordpress.com Please show your support by donating to Nifty to help keep these stories alive! Copyright © 2021, Rod Rey. All Rights Reserved. DISCLAIMER: All details of all characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.