Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2022 17:01:30 -0600 From: Derrick Sanders Subject: gay-incest-unination--My Boy's Boy 35 My Boy's Boy 35 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. Dylan's View I could not believe how hard Dad fucked me with that dildo while Craig sat there and watched. Seeing him with the clamps on his nipples, cock hard, and a beer in his hand aroused me so much. Not as much as the cock cage that kept my dick hard and certainly not as much as the dildo that was ramming my ass. But seeing Craig sit there like a spectator while Dad and I put on a show was hot. In typical Craig fashion, he never touched his cock. He just let it stand out from his crotch, proudly jutting from his body while Dad and I put on a personal sex show for him. And then Dad started really jamming me with the dildo. He was hitting that spot in my ass. I was on the verge of a cum for so long and then I could feel myself cumming in a different way. I knew something leaked from my cock and quite a bit of it. I could feel it. I could feel the pleasure of a different sort of orgasm wave over me. It was intense and I enjoyed it, but it was not like cumming from my erect dick while getting fucked. There was not that same sense of relief. I laid there in bed while Daddy fucked my Dad. It was a quick, quiet fuck, but Craig could never fuck silently. He just was not made that way. He had to make some noise. I listened to them fuck. I was already horny because my leaking cock while Dad dildo fucked me really did not do much to reduce how horny I was. But I needed to sleep. I wanted to be rested for the interview in the morning. I tried to relax and imagined how it would feel if the dildo were taken out of my ass and Craig put his hard cock in me. I imagined him inside me hard with him just laying there. I tried to focus on him just laying behind me with his cock in my ass, holding it there instead of fucking me. Fucking was too much of a sleep distraction. Craig's hard warm cock would feel to much better than this dildo. I just tried to relax and think of Craig behind me with his dick in side me. I drifted off to sleep to the slight moans of my Dad and Craig fucking wishing he was in my hole filling me up instead. I was jolted awake not by another fuck session, but by my alarm. My phone had been turned off and the alarm at the side of the bed went off later than I intended, but there was more than enough time to get ready for my interview. Craig and Dad had let me sleep in. I was alone in bed when I woke up and I missed having two older men in bed with me when I would wake. I loved the days I would wake up before them. Sometimes one of them would be spooning me or Craig would be spooning my Dad. Somehow waking up to see that was the hottest of all. The two older men, embraced, naked, sleeping, snoring just looked so innocent to me. My Dad would have the most peaceful look on his face when he was sleeping with Craig behind him. And Craig looked like some innocent version of a cross between a college professor and a lumberjack..and I could tell he loved my Dad. I just hoped I looked like that when he was spooned behind me as I slept. But I needed to get out of my dreamland and get up. It was a virtual interview, but Craig had told me I should shower and get ready normally to help get me in the right mindset and so I got up and got myself ready. I moved and realized that the dildo was still in my ass. I couldn't believe I would be talking to people about myself and my job skills while sitting on a dildo that Craig had shoved in my ass and that my Dad had fucked me with. Kevin's View Fucking Dylan with that dildo was one of the hottest things I had ever done. For some reason it aroused the hell out of me to really fuck my own son hard in the ass with the dildo. I was moving it in and out of him as fast as I could--faster than a top could fuck. I aimed right at his prostate when Craig told me too. The very act of it and Dylan's body reacting to it had me aroused. Very aroused. Craig could not see my cock from the angle at which I was standing, but I was as stiff as if I taken a whole dose of dick pills and my arousal level matched it. Craig didn't see it, but when Dylan was having his little fakegasm, I shot a load of cum right then. It wasn't just dildo fucking Dylan. It was seeing Craig sitting there with clamps on his nipples, drinking his beer and his hard cock jutting out into the air. I knew we were turning him on with the show we were doing. I knew he was going to want to fuck me later with that hard cock between his legs. I knew he wanted to dump a load of cum in my ass. There was no warning to the orgasm I had while fucking Dylan with the dildo. There was no buildup like usual. The minute I could feel Dylan's ass convulse on the dildo, the arousal for me was too great. I shot right there. A big old load of cum right on the floor. It made me feel so submissive for some reason that I could cum just from the excitement of using Dylan's hole and watching Craig enjoy himself. Craig thought all the cum on the floor was what Dylan had leaked. It wasn't. Most of the cum Dylan cleaned up had come right out of my cock--his Dad's cock. Craig's View Kevin had drained my bladder during the night, but the beer had me filled again in the morning and it caused me to wake up. Fortunately I didn't have enough to make me hungover. Dylan was still sleeping away and since his interview was not for a few hours, I let him sleep. Kevin was not in bed and I realized he was in the shower. I got in the shower myself. Kevin turned and saw me. He knew I wasn't just there to shower. I wanted to fuck him. I needed to fuck him. My cock had started to chub up, but not so much that I was unable to piss all over his lower half of his body while I stood behind him in the shower. I then rubbed my stiffening dick between his ass cheeks and slowly slid myself inside him until I was balls deep in his hole. "Hands free cum, huh?" I said after I found myself buried deep in his hole. "What?" Kevin responded. I don't think he knew that I had seen him. "Dildo fucking your son last night. That got you so hard that you just shot your own load all over and let me think it was my son's load that made the mess he cleaned up. You got yourself all worked up, didn't you?" I asked him. "You saw that?" He responded. "Oh yes I did." I told him. "I thought it was hot you horny fucker." I slid my dick almost all the way out of him and slid in again, more quickly this time. "Dildo fucking your own son got you that turned on?" I pulled out and shoved in harder this time. Kevin moaned. "Yes Daddy." "You really liked fucking his ass with that black dildo?" "Yes Daddy. And..." his voice trailed off. "And what?" I asked. "Ummm..." Kevin stammered. "You sitting there with your nipples clamped, drinking a beer, and your hard cock watching us..." "What about it?" I asked. "It was hot." Kevin stammered. "It was hot seeing how horned up it made you. And those nipple clamps you wore are just so arousing to me." I started fucking him harder and was now going to town on his hole. He moaned. I fucked. He moaned. "You want to start wearing those too, Kevin? Wear them on your nipples like your Daddy does? They may make your ass extra horny." I told him. Kevin only moaned as the assault on his asshole of my cock continued. "I hope so" he answered. "They make you horny," he added. I grabbed Kevin's nipples from behind and twisted them. Hard enough that it would feel good, but not too hard. He wasn't used to that. He moaned. I twisted them some more. "Breed me Daddy. Cum in my hole." Kevin said. I growled as my cock shot my morning cum in his hole. I loved breeding Kevin and I was going to love putting nipple clamps on him. He'd never be the submissive bitch that his son was, but it was fun bringing out some aspects of Kevin that I had never seen before. Aspects that I liked. I hugged him tight as I shot out the last spurt of cum in his hole. I knew he liked it. He had told me that he loved it when I gave him a bear hug and to be honest, I loved to hug him too. I especially loved it when I was putting those last drops of my cum in his eager hole. After the sex high had started to wane, I pulled my dick out of his hole. "We need to get out of the shower hot ass," I told him. Since I'm not hungover, there's things I can get done. Why don't you make Dylan a nice breakfast so his stomach's not rumbling when he interviews? I'll just grab a breakfast bar and get after some things." We dried off and headed into the kitchen. I could have sworn a drop of cum leaked out of his hole as I stared at his ass the entire way. Dylan's View After eating the breakfast Dad had made, I waited in my makeshift office for my interview. The cock cage kept my dick from getting hard even though the dildo seemed to be making me hornier than ever. I had my list of questions written down so I could easily see it and went to take one last piss before the meeting time. I hated pissing with the cock cage on. It seemed like pissing with it reminded me more than anything that I had allowed Craig to have this control over me. I didn't hate the cage, just the occasional mess when pissing. I actually thought it was hot that my dick was under Craig's control. I thought it was ironic as hell that my dick was under his control and yet he had no interest in touching my dick or making it cum. Pissing with it on forced me to see and interact with the cage. I sat down at the computer. I was dressed in business casual from the waist up and in gay slut whore from the waist down. I had on a nice dress shirt and my red jockstrap. I knew I needed to be careful and only show my upper half. But there was one thing I would not forget. The dildo up my ass. I felt it more when I had to sit on it. The call came through. I answered and after exchanging the typical pleasantries, the interview started. The guy was about Craig's age and seemed nice enough. I was horny as hell, but I didn't allow myself to even think about whether the guy interviewing me was sexy or not. The moment the guy asked me the first real question, I felt it. The dildo in my ass started to vibrate. I decided it was just my nerves as the vibration quit after a few seconds. I started answering the question about my abilities to perform tasks on schedule when the dildo started vibrating again. "You're dreaming," I told myself. "It just horniness and nerves." I curled my toes as a distraction and answered the question. I stammered just a second, but I was certain the interviewer would think it was just a glitch in the connection. He responded with a follow-up question and the vibrations got more intense. I was not dreaming. I needed to focus. I had to focus. I needed this job. I wanted Craig to be proud of me. And so I answered. I was glad I had rehearsed answers to basic questions--the ones that always get asked. The interview continued and so did the vibrations of the dildo. About fifteen minutes into the interview, I could swear that the dildo was moving up and down ever so slightly and was hitting my prostate. We continued with a few questions about my education and the courses I was taking now and whether I thought they would help me in this position. I focused. I tried to ignore the dildo. I briefly talked about my classes. The questions continued. "Don't ramble" I told myself over and over. "They hate that." Fucking dildo had to be rubbing my prostate. It was getting more intense as the interview went on. I had to focus hard to not moan. It felt that good. I had been answering every question as best as I could I really found it hard to focus while the assault on my ass became more intense. I glanced at the clock, we'd be interview for a half hour. I was fidgeting slightly, but I knew I had done a really good job of hiding my reaction to the dildo fucking me during the more important interview of my life. It felt so good. "Do you have any questions about the job or the company," he finally asked me. Good I thought. This means that my answering questions is probably about over. The words "Fuck me now" almost came out of my mouth. Fortunately, I looked at the paper and asked my first question. The interviewer started talking, but now I could not really focus on what he was saying. The assault of the dildo on my hole got more intense. I swear it was trying to milk my prostate. It was all I could do not to moan. "Any other questions?" he asked. I breathed heavily, hoping he wouldn't really notice, and asked my last question. The moment he started talking the assault continued, more intense than it was before. I didn't really hear anything he said other than being able to know he was not asking me question. My ass felt so good. I loved that dildo fucking me. My cock strained against the cock cage. I knew I was leaking. "Stand up," he said. I must have looked shocked. Fuck! He couldn't see me like this. I gathered every bit of resolve I had in me and said, "Sir, I spilled coffee all over myself right before this meeting. I had just enough time to get a shirt on before we had to start, so I'm only camera ready from the waist up." He laughed. "I was only kidding. I don't need to see you from the waist down. But that was a damn fine quick thinking answer and we like that sort of thinking here." The dildo went crazy on my ass at this point. My cock was as chubbed as it could get in the cage. I felt like my prostate was going to explode. Something was going to explode in my crotch. "Thanks sir." I moaned slightly, hoping he didn't notice. "I can tell you're a little nervous, Dylan. That's to be expected. We don't like arrogant people here. I think you'll be a good fit for us. You've got the job." The second he said those words I came. The biggest load of cum I ever had oozed out of my soft cock. No shooting. No spurts halfway across the room. Just one big long oozing of cum that fell on the floor. I tried hard not to scream the moment it happened. I must have zoned out for a second or two when it happened. "The look on your face tells me you're excited to be a part of our team. We like to see that." He continued. I came down from my orgasmic high and the interviewer continued on with other details that would also be in an email. The dildo started vibrating again. I couldn't pay any attention and just nodded as he continued. When he finished giving me details about starting, I thanked him for the opportunity and we said goodbye. I was still horny and started grinding my ass in the chair to get more of the dildo in my hole. I then stood up, bent over the desk and started fucking myself with it. "Did I say you could actually fuck yourself with that Dylan?" It was Craig. "Don't move." He ordered. He spanked each of my ass cheeks ten times. It hurt and I yelped. The dildo was still in my ass. Craig had his paddle and he kept up his assault on my ass. I was almost in tears. My ass hurt. Craig pulled out the dildo. He grabbed my balls and yanked on them and squeezed them hard. "I should put weights on them," he said. Then I felt him shove himself inside me as he asked "Did you get the job?" Readers are encouraged to give me a shoutout at derrick1968mwm@gmail.com, even if it's just to let me know you want to see the series continue. That's the only way I know people are reading. We've got more hot sessions planned for these characters, but love to know if these guys and their exploits are resonating with readers.