Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2021 08:05:13 -0600 From: Derrick Sanders Subject: My Boy's Boy 23 (Gay male-incest/urination) My Boy's Boy 23 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. Kevin's View Being sandwiched between Craig and Dylan was a dream come true. I always loved getting fucked by Daddy (Craig), but I never thought I'd actually get to fuck my own son, Dylan, as well. I was always a bottom and had always loved to bottom. But some how seeing Dylan's ass, seeing Craig fuck it over and over, and seeing Craig spank Dylan that hard just made me want to fuck him. I thought about it for several days before I asked Craig about it...if I could fuck Dylan on a somewhat regular basis. I was nervous asking Craig. I didn't ask Craig for much. Craig was a good top, but he was clearly an alpha and clearly in charge. I lived to do the tasks around the house that Craig needed me to do. Craig was demanding, but he was easy to serve. He wasn't a slob, wasn't overly picky about what he ate (as long as it was healthy), wasn't overly picky about how things were done around the house, and didn't make unreasonable demands on me. Or maybe I just wanted to please him so much that I didn't notice if he made demands that were over the top. But I was nervous about asking him if I could fuck Dylan on a regular basis. Despite the nerves, I finally asked him. He laughed. And that was when I was afraid I had pissed him off. I could not have been more wrong. "Kevin boy. I've seen you watch me fuck him. I've seen how you stare at his ass before I fuck it. I've seen how horny it makes you. I've seen all the father/son stories you read on nifty. You've been such a good submissive boy for me. You are a good submissive for me. You will be allowed to fuck Dylan on a regular basis. He needs to be fucked by a submissive to see his truly low-submissive nature." "And besides...the thought of a Dad doing his son's hole and breeding it turns me the hell on." "And you being all nervous and submissive when you asked me turned me the hell on too." "Thank you Daddy," I said. "Thank you boy for asking and feeling you could ask me and for being submissive enough to be nervous about it." I breathed a big sigh when finished talking. So now I lay in bed next to my son with my Daddy Craig behind him. I was not certain how long I had been asleep, but something woke me up. I was facing Dylan and he was facing me. In the dark, I could see Craig's arm around him. My dick was covered with my cum and no doubt some of Craig's cum as well. Just thinking about the fact that I fucked his ass after Craig had was turning me on here in the middle of the night. I saw Dylan laying there on his side, facing me, breathing slowly. His lips looked so inviting I just wanted to kiss him and so I did. I lingered on his lips and his mouth opened. Our tongues met. My cock throbbed. At this point, I was the horniest bottom on the planet. Dylan's View After two fuckings, I was laying in bed between my Dad and Craig. I could not have been happier. They were both asleep; I could hear them snoring. I was awake. I was awake because I was so excitedly happy I could not sleep. I had connected on a deeper level with my Dad than I ever had before. I had given myself into my gay urges and my Dad could help me with some of the operational details of being a gay bottom. And there was Craig. He was the strong, alpha Daddy I needed. Dad was a great guy and a good Dad, but Craig...Craig could mentor me in ways that Dad just wasn't able to. And Craig could fuck like no other. I wanted to please Dad in those ways that a son wants to please his Dad, but I wanted to please Craig on some deeper level that I just couldn't explain. It was like I wanted to worship him and serve him. But I just didn't understand it or the urges to serve him. Then I felt it. Dad stirred just a bit. I closed my eyes so that he would think I was asleep. Then I felt his lips on mine. He was kissing me. I couldn't help myself and I opened my mouth. He opened his as well and our tongues met. We were kissing deeply. Our tongues fighting each other. Our cocks stiffened. We moved closer to each other. Face to face. Crotch to crotch. We were both as erect as we possibly could be. I took Dad's cock in my hand and started gently started stroking it. Dad took my cock and started doing the same. We were kissing, moaning, and very slowly stroking each other. We didn't want to wake up Craig. That's when I felt Dad move so that he could suck my dick. He took just the head of my dick in his mouth and it felt so good. He slowly took more in his mouth. I wanted to moan loudly, but I resisted the urge. To keep me from moaning, I took Dad's cock in my mouth all the way to the base. My Dad and I were engaged in 69, slowly sucking each other's cock. We were going slowly and taking our time. That's when I felt it. Craig's dick at my ass. I moaned like hell on my Dad's cock when I realized that Craig was going to fuck me while my Dad and I sucked each other's cock. Craig didn't say a word and I felt him push himself in my ass. No lube or spit was necessary. I was still cummy in my asshole from the earlier fucking. Craig slid into me all the way in one very slow thrust. He felt so good. He started fucking me slowing, sliding in and out. That's when he whispered in my ear, "You faggots sucking each other's cock got me so fucking hot and bothered. I just had to fuck you. There was just something so hot about a father and son sucking each other off while the son is getting fucked. The only thing that would be hotter would be if your Dad was getting fucked too. Maybe next time." Craig was his usual horny fuck. He hit my prostate and after lots of cock rubbing my spot, I shot my load in my Dad's mouth. Dad swallowed me eagerly and then kept sucking my cock. I was sensitive, but stayed hard. I took Dad's cock out of my mouth and asked him to stop sucking. Before I could even say "please," I heard Craig say "Suck that bitch's dick until I tell you to stop." And so Dad kept working on my prick. Craig was fucking me nice and slow. He moaned and groaned as he pummeled the spot in my ass, but he paced himself to keep his dick on the edge and hold off his cum. He felt so good inside me. Craig's manly warm body against my submissive twink body felt so good. It felt like a man was fucking me both from the way his cock felt in my hole and the way his body felt up against me. But my dick was going to cum again. Dad and Craig were working to get that second load out of me. Dad was a hell of a cocksucker and Craig knew just how to stimulate my prostate. The next thing I knew I was shooting another load in Dad's mouth. My ass must have grabbed Craig's cock really hard. He moaned loudly, but he slowed himself down. I was about to take Dad's cock out of my mouth when Craig said "Suck that bitch's dick until I tell you to stop." It was starting to hurt my dick in a weird way, but Dad kept sucking me. Every so often Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth. Craig never said a word. But my dick had to stay. Dad was holding off his cum. Craig was pacing himself so he wouldn't cum. But me? Dad was sucking hell out of my cock and Craig was pounding the shit out of my prostate. "Cum boy. Cum for Daddy. I want to feel your fucking ass go all apeshit on my cock. Do it boy. Shoot your cum for me in your Dad's mouth. I want you to shoot another boyload in your Dad's mouth while I fuck your hole. Shoot from that dicklet for me boy. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot!" And I came again. It felt so good and hurt at the same time. The sucking and fucking continued. I could not stand it. Dad kept my cock hard. Craig fucked me. But I noticed that he was picking up his pace. He was going to finally cum. At least I hoped so. He massaged my prostate, but I didn't know where any more cum was going to cum from. "Oh you little faggot. I'm going to make such a submissive out of you. I'm going to tie you down and fuck you silly over a bench. I'm going to spank and paddle your ass so hard you'll be crying for your Daddy. I'm going torture your balls and your nipples...so much and so hard. I will make you feel pain and then I will fuck your ass. I'll take a whip to your ass and make you feel the pain of disobedience so that you'll never think of disobeying me again. I'll let a line of guys fuck your..." And then I moaned so fucking loud my ears shook. My cock throbbed. My balls hurt from the cumming. But it felt so good. Dad shot his load in my mouth. It was a huge load--he must have been aroused as hell. And then Craig came in my hole and he moaned like a fucking alpha monster. I realized I wanted Craig to do all those things to me. Craig's little scenario aroused the hell out of me. It must have aroused my Dad. Most importantly, it aroused the hell out of Craig as well. That was all that mattered. Craig. That was who mattered. I woke up before Craig and Dad the next morning. I lay in between them and the moment I was about to stir, I heard Craig say "Dylan I have to take a piss." Craig then stood up at the edge of the bed and I knew what I needed to do. I put my mouth on about half of his cock and got a good seal. He let loose with his morning piss, slowly at first and then the flow increased. I tried not to think about the taste of the piss or the taste of my ass on his cock. I just let him drain himself in my mouth. "Damn that feels better boy. Good job. Get up. You and I have some things to discuss while your Dad makes us a quick breakfast. You can't earn your keep with your mouth and your ass. You're hot enough to be a go-go dancer in a gay club, but my job is to help you with a career plan that'll still support you when you're no longer able to wiggle that thing and get dick." 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