Date: Tue, 28 Dec 2021 17:14:20 -0600 From: Derrick Sanders Subject: My boy's boy 22 (gay male--incest and urination) My Boy's Boy 22 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: https://donate.nifty.org/donate.htm This story is fiction. Snippets are from reality with additional kink and dreams of my own added, along with suggestions from readers. I appreciate reader feedback--it's the only pay we get here, so feel free to email me at derrick1968mwm@gmail.com. I'm always playing with myself while writing and usually while reading comments as well. Thanks to those who have reacted to these characters and emailed me. Comments from readers are the only pay I get...donations to Nifty are appreciated. Craig's View It felt so good having Dylan drink my piss. I loved taking a piss. Pissing was half the reason I even drank beer at all. I always preferred pissing in a mouth or an ass than to pissing into a urinal or on the ground. Dylan was going to make a good piss drinker. Between him and his Dad, a good amount of my piss would be going right back into a human body. There was something so hot about pissing right into Dylan's mouth. Relieving myself always felt good and watching Dylan on his knees in front of me as he received my piss was arousing and exhilarating. I flicked my nipples just a little bit as my piss went into Dylan which only served to make my cock chub up. Seeing Dylan and his own Dad share that last drink of piss Dylan had saved in my mouth made me want to fuck him all the more. For now Dylan would sleep with Kevin and me. The bed was big enough. Some tops or doms wanted their subs to sleep on the floor or in a cage. Not me. I wanted to feel another body in bed with me as I slept and sometimes there was nothing more dominating than to drape all or part of my body over another man as I slept. There was something submissive about a man who would let himself be embraced by another man. I didn't care whether other tops did it or not or what they thought about it. It aroused me and that was what mattered. The three of us went to the bedroom and I told Dylan to get on his hands and knees and ordered Kevin to eat out his hole. "Dylan, your Dad's going to eat out your hole. He's going to kiss your ass. He's going to make out with your asshole. He's going to put his tongue against your pucker and tonguefuck you. Your Dad is going to rim your ass so that I can fuck it." And rim it Kevin did. I really didn't have to tell him to do it, but I liked to hear the words come from my mouth and I wanted Dylan to hear that his own Dad was going to prepare his hole for a fucking . Kevin spread Dylan's cheeks as wide as they could go and buried his face in his son's ass. Dylan was moaning as his own Dad chewed on his ass and prepared it for a fucking. I just stood there and watched. There was nothing like a sub preparing a hole for his top to fuck and my cock was ready, willing, and leaking at the thought. Dylan moaned and groaned. He was grinding his ass on his Dad's face. Dylan wanted his hole rimmed. Dylan needed his hole rimmed and his dad was more than happy to do it. Kevin loved to eat ass and eating out his son's hole was a special treat for him. He was so enjoying the rim session he was giving his own son that I hated to stop him. But I needed to stop him. Dylan was begging to be fucked and my cock was going to be doing the fucking. "Move Kevin. I need to breed this bitch." I didn't need to tell Kevin twice. He pulled away from the hole, letting me see it in it's fully aroused state. The hair surrounding his pucker was wet and his hole was slightly puffy. I put my hands on Dylan's cheeks to spread it wide and I hocked up the biggest glob of spit that I could and hit right on Dylan's pucker. He was on his hands and knees...and he moaned as the spit hit his hole. "Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me please!" The tip of my cock was at his hole. My leaking erection begged for entry and I could not deny it. I put the tip at his sweet, tight, wet pucker. I slid it in with one long thrust. There was no way I could stop until I reached the point where my cock was buried in him. I moan a low, deep moan as I bottomed out in him. Keven stood and watched, his own cock was hard. Per my instructions, he was not jacking his cock, but simply standing there staring at the man who was about ready to fuck his son hard. I was that man and I was ready to fuck. I pulled out and shoved back in. Over and over. I hit his prostate every time and all Dylan could do was moan and groan. I started fucking him harder and started pounding him, nailing that magic spot in his ass. As my fucking intensified, Dylan's moans and groans became higher pitched. He was indeed becoming a bitch when he got a good fucking. He kept pushing his ass back against me every time, meeting my thrusts with his own. He wanted my cock in him. "Daddy. Daddy. Oh fuck me Daddy." My balls pulled tight, my cum was getting close. I was intentionally not hitting Dylan's prostate any more. He was horny as hell. He was needy for fucking and I intended to keep him that way. Giving him a hands free cum was not in the plan now. "Nipples" Kevin knew what I wanted. He walked up behind me and pinched my nipples. He knew better than to even let his cock touch any part of my ass, but he knew how to work my nipples. The pleasure was intense. My cock was going in a tight, sweet ass and my nipples were being worked hard by Kevin. He did not have to be told what to do. He knew how to work my nipples when I was cumming. My breathing got heavier. My arousal was at its highest point. I was going to cum. "Cum Daddy. Cum in my boy's hole. Breed my son Daddy the way you breed me." Kevin normally didn't talk when working my nipples, but damn, he knew exactly what to do to send me over the edge. I let out a groan as my cock started to throb. On the downward thrust into Dylan's hole, I felt my orgasm start. I roared as I mated with the son of the man I already fucked on a regular basis. "Take it you fucking faggot. Take a man's cock in your sub bitch hole." Dylan's high pitch noises escalated as I dumped my load in him. He squeezed his ass on my cock. It felt so damn good. As my cock softened slightly, I slowly pulled my cock from his hole. My cock was partially wet and felt so good as I left the sweet, tight hole I had just dumped a load in. "Fuck him now Kevin. Fuck your boy." Kevin looked at me. He wanted to make certain he had heard me correctly. "Fuck his cummy hole, Kevin. Put your cock in your son's hole. Use your man's cum for lube and put your own cum in your son's whorish ass." Dylan's ass was on display and Kevin did not hesitate. Watching me fuck had gotten him aroused and he put his hard dad cock in his son's hole. Kevin wasn't as big as I was and the hole was already cumlubed and he sank in easily. He moaned as he bottomed out. I new he was going to enjoy this. Kevin loved to bottom and was a great bottom, but there was something about his son's ass that I know made him want to fuck. It was so hot watching Kevin thrust into Dylan. My cock was initially soft from taking Dylan's hole myself, but seeing Kevin enter Dylan and thrust in and out of him was starting to arouse me. My cock stiffened as Kevin made low grunting sounds as he kept rubbing the inside of his son's ass with his cock. I was not going to masturbate, but I needed to fuck something again. I approached Kevin's backside. I was going to fuck his hole. I needed ass, not mouth. I rammed my cock in Kevin's hole as he was on the pulling out motion of his own fuck. He felt so good. He moaned and ended up ramming himself into Dylan from the force of my entry. His ass felt so good...in a different way from Dylan's. "Squeeze your Dad's cock with your ass Dylan. Milk your dad's hole. Make your Dad cum" I ordered Dylan. "Squeeze your Dad's cock Dylan. Make it cum. Make it shoot in your hole. Make it breed you" I was fucking Kevin faster and faster. I aimed for his prostate with every thrust. Dylan and I were going to make Kevin nut in his son's ass. I nailed Kevin's prostate with my hard cock while his son squeezed it with his smooth silky ass. "Daddy's bitch. Take it as you fuck your son." I reached around and pulled on Kevin's nipples. Hard. Very hard. "Cum in me Dad. Breed me!" Dylan nearly screamed as Kevin's cock impaled him. It was too much for Kevin and he started to make his "cum groans." The next thing I knew his ass was flexing uncontrollably around my cock. Kevin was dumping his load into his son's hole. And his ass was now spasming on my cock. I was breeding Kevin. I was cumming in his ass while he was flooding his son's hole with his own cum. And it all felt so damn good. So damn good. We were naked. We were tired. It was late. We nestled in bed and fell asleep. Dylan was in the middle of his dad and I. Dylan had his back to me and he and Kevin were next to each other. I fell asleep almost instantly. Nothing like a good couple of cums to put a man to sleep. Dylan's View It was almost too much to process again. Dad rimmed my hole and it felt so good. It made me wish Dad and I had done these things much earlier, but I thought that if we had done things earlier Dad and Craig might never have met and we wouldn't be here right now. Craig was the best thing that ever happened to Dad. Dad was a good guy, but, as Mom said, "he needed direction." Craig was that direction. Damn Craig was that direction. Dad was Craig's personal valet, cook, housekeeper, etc. all in one. I wanted Craig to give me that sort of direction too. My mind went back to the rim job Dad was giving me. He must have had lots of practice because it felt so damn good. I was moaning. I was trying to open my hole to get more of his tongue on my pucker. I wanted it in me. A tongue is not as big as a dick, but it feels good in its own way. But after a while, Dad's tongue was not enough. I needed more in my hole. I needed flesh in my hole, hard flesh probing my hole and hitting that spot in my ass that felt so good. "Fuck me....Daddy....FUCK ME!" My own Dad kept rimming me. Craig--my Daddy--stood there erect as hell and watching. Craig never jacked his cock. Craig got serviced with a mouth or an ass. I wanted to be that ass. I didn't want a mouth fucking. I needed an ass fucking. Dad rimmed me harder...how that was possible I don't know, but he did. "Fuck me...Daddy..please please...FUCK ME!" I faced away and wiggled my ass, hoping to tease Craig. The next thing I knew, Dad stopped rimming me. And then I felt Craig's prick wanting my pucker. I grabbed my asscheeks and spread them. Craig buried his cock in me and fucked, and fucked, and fucked. It felt to good. He was scraping my prostate with every stroke and when I was getting near cumming he stopped. I was in agony. I needed a dick to hit that spot Then he came. Craig shot my load in his hole. I felt full. I had Daddy's cum in my hole. I had served my purpose. I had let Daddy breed me. I was so into Craig fucking me that I had not realized that my Dad had been watching the entire time. Craig told Dad to fuck me and work that load into me even deeper. The next thing I knew my own Dad had his cock buried in me and was fucking me. Dad was fucking me. His dick wasn't as big as Craig's, but it felt so good, partly because it was so dirty thinking about my Dad actually fucking me and putting his cock in my hole. I turned around and saw Craig walking. The next thing I saw Craig walking over to my Dad and putting his now erect dick in my Dad's ass...as my Dad fucked me. It was so hot. So damned hot thinking of my Dad getting fucked while he fucked me. Then Craig told me to milk Dad's cock and to make it cum in my hole. I did want Dad's cum in me and I squeezed my ass as hard as I could on Dad's cock to make him feel good. To make him cum. To make him mix his cum with Craig's cum in my hole. Dad groaned and I knew he was gonna cum in me. I felt him start to cum and then I heard it. Craig. Moaning. Like a fucking animal. Craig was going to breed my Dad at the same time Dad bred me. Then there was lots of heavy breathing and the next thing I know I was nestled in bed between Dad and Craig. They were snoring away and I knew I would sleep easy tonight. Or maybe not. We've got more planned for these three before this eventually wraps up. Let me know what you think Dylan wants to learn--although I have some things in mind already. Reader comments are always welcome, if only to tell me you liked the story or if a character resonated with you--email me at derrick1968mwm@gmail.com. Thanks for reading