Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2023 20:48:11 +0000 From: Jack Metillicum Subject: Policemen at the Backdoor - Chapter 4 This story is a work of fiction all characters are made up from the author's imagination and bear no resemblance to anyone living or dead. The author holds the copyright and no unauthorised reproduction in full or part may be made without the authors explicit consent. Nifty truly is an amazing site, it give's us all outlets to our fantasies and kinks without risk or harming another. As such this amazing site relies on your donations, please consider helping no matter how large or small, every donation makes a difference and helps keep it free and accessible for all. I try and respond to all emails and messages but remember we may be in different timezones. Life in general and the sheer quantity of mail is making this much, much slower than I'd like... Wickr - jackmetillicum This story is a work of fantasy keep it that way guys. Policemen at the Backdoor Chapter Four incest M/M/b I saw the colour drain from Bob's face as Joanne walked over to the armchair, she said nothing as she sat down, and crossed her legs, her foot bouncing to a beat only she could hear in her head. She looked angry, livid! Bob walked or near stumbled to the sofa and sat, he couldn't make eye contact with her. `So Bob I didn't know you were queer, though the shaved head and tattoos should have given me a clue.' She laughed, `Fuck I was so stupid, all those times you both said you were playing football or running at the gym. But no, you were on your knees taking his cock up your ass, stealing my husband, you fucking queers are like that though aren't you.' She paused then shouted laughing `Oh my god, does Lisa know? Or was she pegging you? She was as much a slag as you though wasn't she? It was no secret she was a whore.' There was a meanness in her attitude, venom as she spat every sentence out, each word chosen to wound and inflict hurt and shame. `ENOUGH JO!' I said. `You want to talk, then fine we'll talk. But you don't get to talk to him like that. So sit there and shut the fuck up, just give me a second to get some clothes on' I said, and walked past them both. I took the stairs two at a time and checked on Charlie, he was sleeping soundly. I grabbed some sweatpants and a t-shirt dressed quickly and headed back downstairs. The silence was absolute and awkward, you could have heard a pin drop. Bob, this big man had shrunk into the sofa trying to make himself smaller, his confidence not shattered but completely dissipated. This big bear of a man who could tackle robbers, violent husbands and drunks had been reduced to a man filled with shame and insecurity. I patted his shoulder as I passed by and padded into the kitchen. I grabbed three beers, popped the tops and gave one to Bob and Joanne. Then I chose to sit close next to Bob, our legs touching. He sat there both his hands between his legs, clutching the beer bottle. I took a deep breath, `Just before we begin this autopsy, and just out of curiosity. How long were you standing there watching Bob suck me off, Jo?' I asked with the wry grin of a man who wasn't embarrassed. A man who was in fact proud of being seen, no shame was showing on my face. I saw Bob flinch when I said suck me off but paid it no attention. There was a flash of disgust and hurt from her at the comment. `I came in just as he... he kissed you, I saw the hesitation on your face, I was waiting for you to thump him as he deserved. I thought I would have to step and stop you from beating him. But you..., you..., fucking hell Danny! You didn't do any of that, what I saw was..., was... tender. The look on your face Danny changed. I watched as the fire began in your eyes, you weren't angry, you didn't hit him as he deserved. Your face didn't show hurt or disgust it showed him passion. There was desire and heat, you showed him, love. You never looked at me like that, why? Sure we fucked, there was a flame but not the inferno of that intensity for me you never made love to me.' Her voice had sadness when she started talking but a trace of bitterness as she finished. I looked at her, she was beautiful, stunning in fact, but her beauty and warmth were all on the surface. Underneath she was as cold as an ice field, breathtaking to look at but she'd freeze you to your core in minutes. I took a deep breath and began to speak, to say what I had never told her before we separated and then avoided mentioning after we divorced. `I'm not going to explain or justify what you saw between Bob and me, I don't have to, and to be perfectly honest it's none of your business either. But what I do want to say is, it was there for you Jo, the fire you said you saw. It burned brightly, hot and intensely just for you, bright as the sun. But you were always looking for the love of your life when you already had him. You didn't see anything I had to offer, all you could see was this image or belief or something that was rooted in your mind of this perfect man. You only saw that image, I wasn't the dream man that you wanted. You didn't see me then and you don't really see me now. You were my world, you really were, when I looked at you I saw my wife, my equal my soulmate. Yet when you looked at me, you could only see what I wasn't, you liked my body well my cock but you didn't like me for what I was who I am. Because I couldn't come anywhere near that dream in your head, the ideal, the perfection you wanted. But then no man could, can or will, ever get close to that. Which is why ultimately you're still very much alone and destined to always be single.' I took a sip of beer, my mouth had dried out before continuing. `Until you let that image go, what I felt for you, or any man feels for you. That fire, that burning passion, the lust, desire or whatever you want to call it, what you said you saw between Bob and me you'll never have. You had it, but you smothered it, snuffed it out. I don't think you did it intentionally well I hope not, but ultimately you starved it of its oxygen, and without that air, it slowly died. It took time to die, it wasn't a quick death, but with I think the slow death of our marriage, we built the foundations of what I thought our friendship is now. Although after the way you just behaved I'm seriously doubting there is a friendship there at all. I still love you, Jo, and I think I always will, but not as a wife and certainly not as a lover. I don't regret meeting you, loving you or having our son with you. I know I call him Charlie, but we named him Philip Charles after both our parents, he's the epitome of what's best about both our families.' Jo stopped looking at me and was now staring at the floor. My truthfulness was too uncomfortable for her to hear, but still I carried on. `Until a month or two ago I considered myself completely heterosexual, then something happened. Circumstances put me in a situation where I accidentally, no that's definitely the wrong word. I... I ah, I suppose I unintentionally explored a part of myself I never knew existed, once it awoke, something inside me just ran with how good it was and how good I felt. I don't regret it, I'm not embarrassed by it. I won't and don't need to apologise for it and I certainly won't allow you or anyone else to make me feel ashamed about it. What you saw tonight was two men, two very close friends who found out that the platonic love and respect they have for each other is deeper than either of them realised. Yes there was raunch there,' I chuckled at that, looked at Bob and smiled, I reached over and clasped his hand and squeezed it hard before letting go and carrying on. `As I said yes there was raunch or lust and desire but there was a connection, a chemistry whatever you want to call it. It took both of us by surprise. We'd never kissed before tonight let alone explored each other's bodies. But by showing it physically, we made something tonight that was beautiful. That Jo needs no explanation or justification. You got to see love manifest for the first time, so there's no way you should attempt to make it dirty and sordid. You'll be making a huge mistake if you do, because I certainly won't let you go trying to make us feel bad about it.' I sat back deep into the sofa, Bob was looking at me biting his bottom lip, his green eyes were glassy and as he looked at me a single tear trickled out his left eye. He reached out and gripped my thigh in a very masculine grip, then he surprised the fuck out of me. He leaned forwards towards me and kissed me on the lips, `I don't know what the fuck is happening between us Danny, but I don't want it to stop' he said. I looked at him, I grinned, and happiness and warmth spread through my chest. Joanne sighed, `you'd rather fuck a guy than me, him of all people? Look at me Danny, compared to him am I really that bad?' She asked. I sighed `did you hear a word of what I just said, Jo? I knew you didn't really like Bob but assumed your jealousy of him then, was about our friendship. You see yourself as beautiful, and on the outside and you are. But fucking hell Jo, you are hideous, ugly and so bent of shape you can never straighten up. You're so shallow that you couldn't drown in your own fucking blood!' She stood up angrily, `fuck you, you queer cunt' I laughed `and that just proves my point, maybe a little therapy might help you.' I suggested. `Fuck this and you, I don't want to talk about it anymore' she said. So why are you here Jo? Then something inside my head made the connection, the nastiness, the anger and hurtful comments. `How's your dad doing, is he okay?' She looked at me coldly `he's dead, he was in the morgue when I got there' she said it like she needed milk from the store. Cold and unfeeling, Bob spoke then. Then he'll be in the fridge, but he'll still be warmer than you, you cold-hearted bitch.' She burst into tears and sat down hard in the chair her hands covering her face. I looked at Bob and rolled my eyes, I wasn't fooled by the tears I'd seen this routine before. I stood and went over to her crouched down and patted her back. She looked at me, eyes red and wet. `I'm going to my mum's place in Spain, I've called in and asked for an unspecified leave of absence. `I'm sorry Danny I didn't mean what I said,' then she looked at Bob. `You to Bob, I'm such a cunt, fuck, fuck, fuck I didn't mean it, oh god why did I say what I said.' She began to cry in earnest now. I was about to hug her when she suddenly switched it all off. She took a deep breath and centred herself, the breath as she exhaled came out in a shuddering sigh. `Fuck this, I need to get my shit together. I know it's short notice but I can't take Charlie with me. I can't sort myself out and look after him.' Inside my head, I shouted YES! But I managed to keep calm even though my heart was beating out of my chest. `I understand, of course we'll manage and I'll sort it out, my folks can help look after him we'll be fine.' She sniffed and again stood not a trace of her upset anywhere. She gave me a quick hug, and stepped towards Bob, she reached out to hug him, but he took a step back. `Jo, I'm sorry for the loss of your dad. But no, I can't let what you said go like that. I won't.' She looked at him `suit yourself then.' She turned her back on him and headed for the door, `for what it's worth I'm sorry. She said. `I'll call you later Danny.' Then she left closing the door, I went to it and flicked the deadbolt on. There would be no repeat of anyone coming in again uninvited. I stood at the door, I heard Bob moving and then felt his arms wrap around me. He laid his forehead head in the middle of my shoulder blades. `Where'd that all come from, what you just said about me about us?' He asked softly. `Some of it I've had buried since we split but the stuff about you and me, that was all on the hoof. But I meant every single word of what I said. This is all so new, not just with Ben, Rogers and Charlie. I don't know where it's going or what will happen. But for the first time in a long time Bob, I'm happy, and content. i looked at him and smiled, `I know now there is a lot of lust when I look at you, and that's still a big surprise to me. I never thought I would look at a bloke and think yeah, I'll have some of that.' I laughed `but that's how I feel right now let's just see what happens eh?' I said. I turned in his arms, we looked at each other and slowly we both closed the small gap between us and kissed. It was tender and gentle, my breath was ragged as we pulled apart `fuck it's weird feeling your beard on my lips' he said chuckling. `Ditto' I said. `After all the, ah... activity from earlier' I said raising my eyebrows up and down several times and grinning... `I need another shower. You want to stay over?' I said it and looked away nervous feeling myself tense up. `Well, I was going to head home.' He said. I was about to say sure that's fine when he said `do you want me to stay?' He asked. `Yeah, I would like you to.' I looked down at the carpet. `Then I'll stay' he said. I felt the tension leave me and a smile break out over my face. `Good, because I want you too. . He smiled as patted my back. I headed up the stairs, he stood there by the front door awkwardly his hands swinging at his sides, `well, you coming up?' I asked him. It was bizarre two grown men acting like insecure nervous teenagers, on a first date. He grinned at me and headed to the stairs I was on the third step when I reached my hand out behind me. He clasped it tightly and I pulled him along as I started up. I didn't let go. I was worried he'd have second thoughts and change his mind so I pulled him along and up with me. At the top I lead him into the bathroom with me only then did I let his hand go. I took my t-shirt off and dropped my sweatpants and stood there naked before him. I took a step towards him and began to undo his shirt buttons, my fingers were clumsy and I fumbled. `Fucking hell' I laughed. `Here let me' he said and carried on, `I haven't felt this nervous since I lost my virginity' he said. `Me neither' I answered. He had his shirt open and let it slide down his arms to the floor, then dropped his jeans and underwear. I tentatively reached over and smoothed my hand over his chest. The hair was dense and soft, tattoos peaked through on his defined pectoral muscles. He flexed and as my fingers brushed over his nipples and they hardened, the skin was dark not pink but almost like a deep tan. His breathing quickened a little and I saw him chub up a bit too. Hesitantly I leaned forward and took the tip of the nub in between my teeth. I gently bared down applying gentle pressure, I actually felt his whole body shake. My other hand carried on working the other nipple, pulling while I nibbled and flicked my tongue over the hairy nub. `Not to hard was I?' I asked as I let go. He shook his head and smiled. we both stood looking at each other and laughed, we both sort of nodded as we got in close to kiss again. This kiss was deeper, his tongue slid into my mouth, and my lips sealed over the fleshy muscle as it explored my mouth. I tasted his saliva and drank him down, my hands holding his shoulders firmly as we kissed tenderly. We parted and stood looking at each other, `this is so new and different. But I'm liking it' I said. He nodded and smiled, one side of his mouth crinkling up to his left eye and looking absolutely adorable coy and sexy. I turned and stepped closer to the bath leaned to reach the taps and started the shower running. The water quickly heated up and steam filled the small room. He stood standing totally still with the warm air clouds of moisture floating around him like a greek god in a nineteen eighties pop video. I stepped in to the bath, Bob moved to sit on the toilet `get in here!' I said. He frowned smiling and came over and stepped in the bath with me, we left the shower curtain open and let the splashes of water bounce off our skin making rainbows in the bright spotlights. I picked up Charlie's favourite strawberry shower gel rubbed it in my hands and worked my fingers over Bob's back. The muscles beneath his were firm, their hard outline showing under his skin. I never looked at him this closely, but then we weren't lovers before. Were we lovers? Fuck I thought, I'll think about it later, But I hadn't taken notice just how hairy he was. He was covered in it everywhere even his back everywhere except his head. Here it was thinning around the sides and he was completely bald on the top of his head. Ti keep it tidy he'd shaved it all off, he was so dark though his head had a permanent five o'clock shadow though. Now although he was hairy, he wasn't a full gorilla hairy. He had a good covering from his shoulders tapering to the base of his spine and his ass had a thick dusting of it too. His butt cheeks were like half basketballs, firm and meaty, nothing soft here. The hair that delved into his crack made the whole split look smokey and foreboding. I soaped his lower back my hands sliding over the firm muscles heading to his ass mounds, I let my fingers caress along his crack before getting the courage to slide the bladed side of my hand in the valley of his ass cheeks. The water was hot but his ass felt hotter, the intensity of the heat probably magnified by the mental imagery in my mind of what my hand was doing. I waited to see how Bob would react but he surprised me by leaning forward and resting his hands on the wall in front of him. His back arched, and he spread his feet to the edge of the bath. By doing so opening his legs as far as he could, giving me better access should I want to what lay hanging between them. My heart was beating fast in my chest. I got more soap and let my fingers smooth over his hot hairy hole. I felt him tense up a bit, just as I had that first time. I wanted him relaxed at what I was about to do, `just relax big guy' I whispered. Quoting what Rogers has said to me, I whispered `relax Bob, just let it happen and see what I can do for you.' He said nothing and I carried on letting the pad of my index finger smooth over the puckered flesh. I made small circles feeling him relax, ore and more. When he was calm and used to the sensation I let the tip of my finger pop in and out. Quickly and not too deeply, `feels strange, huh?' I said. `I know when Rogers did this to me it was weird, but believe me, in a minute the pleasure will make you go through the roof.' I slipped my finger in deeper up to the first knuckle sliding in and out. Then I knelt down, through his legs I could see his balls and semi-flaccid cock softly swinging as he moved with the sawing of my finger in his hole. I reached through his spread legs and gently pulled his thickening cock at a downward angle, wanking him slowly. The water-clad flesh although it was wet, there was no slickness and he had that dry feeling wet skin can get. He began to fully harden after a few tugs the smooth flesh thickened and lengthened in my hand. My index finger was in his ass all the way now, I stood behind him, adjusting my finger, probing deep inside his man cunt. His cock was ridged and I got him to squeeze more soap into my hand, he turned the water off too. My hand frothed from the bubbles in his crotch as I wanked him. He began to slowly move his hips now pushing gently back onto my finger. I repositioned my finger crooking the tip and then I felt it. The hard walnut-sized gland, my finger glided over it, massaging it. `Oh fuck, oh god, Danny, fuck! My God, what the hell are you doing back there?' He moaned, `good huh?' I said chuckling `Oh God yeah, don't stop.' He sighed, `that's amazing.' I knew he was enjoying it, I felt his cock get harder in my hand. He was making small deep groans in his chest, small sighs and words like fuck, yeah, oh man, we're escaping his lips nearly inaudible almost as if he was too embarrassed to have so much pleasure. I sped up wanking his cock. My hand was making slick squelching noises from the soap-lathered shaft, my finger was probing and working his prostate over and over. Then his asshole gripped my finger harder, `oh man, don't stop. I'm gonna cum, oh fuck man, that's it Danny make me shoot.' My finger battered on his prostate and he cried out `argh Danny, I'm cumming, oh fuck, yeah...' I felt his cock exploding in my hand, the thick creamy pedo cum coating my fingers. His legs shook and quaked as I milked him of every drop of his seed. His meat pulsed at least six or seven times as he blasted his hot load out, after another thirty seconds of intense wanking he cried out. `No more, oh God please no more...' he laughed. I eased down then stopped, releasing his slimy cum coated cock then gently eased my finger from his man cunt. He turned around and looked at me grinning like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland, `where the fuck did you learn how to do that?' He asked me, his tone was incredulous. I stood looking at him, `it's amazing isn't it, when Rogers did that to me I almost went through the roof. Added to my fucking Ben at the time it really was the most intense orgasm of my life' I told him. Bob looked down at my softening cock, he reached to grab it, but I stopped him. `I'm not going to cum again tonight without a lot of effort, and to be honest, I don't need to. Let's just get clean and get to bed.' I smiled at him. He grinned back. We showered pretty quickly after that, dried off in the bathroom and padded into my bedroom. The soft lamplight gave the room a cosy glow, Charlie was laying on his side under the duvet, his thumb in his mouth. I scooted him into the middle and got into bed, it was warm where he'd been laying. Bob got in on the other side. We both laid there looking at each other, `I've never spent the night in bed with another guy before' he whispered. `Me neither' I said back. `Night Bob' I said pulling the duvet up around my neck. `Night Danny' he said then reached over and turned the light off. I awoke to a light pressing on my cheek, my eyes slowly opened my vision was blurry at first but soon cleared to see Charlie. He was sat up, his index finger tapping my cheek making a little well with the pressure. `Morning champ' I whispered. He grinned at me, he was always happy first thing in the morning. I reached over and pulled him closer to me, his skin so much cooler than my own having not been covered by the duvet. He melded into my side, my hand slid up and down his back his skin smooth as silk and soft as velvet. My fingers brushed the top of his ass, and my cock was hard. I like most men when I awake am rock hard, the thick tube of man meat pulsed lifting the duvet. I felt the beginning of my desire awaken, Charlie snuggled in close reached down until his small stubby fingers slowly wrapped around my shaft. It felt amazing, `mmmm that's it champ, rub it slowly up and down' I sighed. As he slowly wanked my morning wood I stretched. Being so tall and even with a custom made bed my feet hung over the edge. My hands stretched up and touched the wall behind me and the amazing feeling as my son as slowly wanked me made my toes curl. I leaned closer towards him, his breath was sweet. Our mouths met and I kissed him softly on his lips. My tongue slipped into his mouth, but then I moved him so fast flipping him so he was suddenly laid on top of me. We began kissing deeply, say what you will about kids but my son was a quick learner. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and we made out like teenagers. My cock was straining, when I felt the bed mattress move and Bob slid in next to us. His face came in close, `morning' he said his voice still thick with sleep. He shifted position fidgeting then he was on all fours over us, Charlie sandwiched in between. His head came beside ours and he joined in our kissing, I could feel his cock on my groin, my pubic hair tangling and getting caught in his foreskin. It wasn't the most comfortable of feelings but the sentiment of what he was doing wasn't lost on me. He smiled as I winced as he moved, `sorry' he said then shifted his position. He slid down taking the duvet with him. In the mirror beside me, I saw his face line up with Charlie's little ass, then I watched as his tongue slid into the boy's ass crack. He brought his hands to rest on the soft mounds then spread them and dove in, he began licking and slurping on the boy hole. Charlie sighed into my mouth as we kissed but I kept my eyes peeled watching Bob eat my son's little puckered hole. His tongue was delving in and out, and the wet lapping sounds were getting me really horny. Charlie was now hard too, his hips ground gently, thrusting into my abdomen, I could feel his cocklet hard as a rock as he frotted against me. I needed more, I slid my son to the side, so he was now on his tummy on the bed. I grabbed a pillow folded it in half and placed it under his hips, so he was at a steep angle. His ass was pointed up, Bob wasted no time and dived back in. I got off the bed and stood watching. I looked on in awe at my best friend and my son, my small son having his cunt eaten. I felt a strange sense of pride knowing he was being so physically loved. Bob was lying on his stomach flat on the bed, his hairy ass was taught. The definition of his cheeks was defined as he pumped his cock into the mattress beneath him. I took a step towards him I was going to cross another of my boundaries with another man. I knelt on the bed, my legs on either side of Bob's which were closed together. My head was level with his ass and I kissed each of those muscly half globes, then bit the left cheek hard. I felt his flesh beneath my teeth, l let it go but saw the perfect impression of them. I blew in his ass crack and the hairs rippled, then I let my tongue glide along the slit and into the hidden valley where his tight puckered rig lay hidden. I used my face as a wedge wiggling his ass cheeks wider to burrow deeper till I found my target. I knew I hit the right spot when he moaned. We looked welded together, my beard merging into his hairy ass, I brought my hands up now and pulled his cheeks wide. Thick black hair covered everywhere apart from his hole. The skin was dark pink and puckered and it looked so tight. I licked all around the thick skin, letting my tongue caress the nerves buried beneath. I must have been doing something right as Bob raised his ass up as I was diving in. My tongue slipped in his hole, and I found myself moaning, I fed and ate him sliding in and out. My saliva lubing him up. I slid a finger closer and let it join my tongue, till it slid into the first knuckle then the second. After last night I quickly found the right angle and his prostate, and he moaned again. He turned and looked at me grinning, there was desire but more than that there was a heat in his gaze that could have seared a steak it was that hot. He shifted his position and in a flash, he had Charlie flipped over, my son at the reverse angle on his back. His dicklet standing tall, Bob leaned in and swallowed the boy flesh balls all in one smooth mouthful. I watched him roll everything around in his mouth before allowing the kid's nut sack to slip from his mouth. He worked on the shaft now sliding his lips up and down. I continued to eat his ass before starting to kiss my way up his spine. I was now on all fours over Bob, my thick shaft and fat purple nob head resting on the crack of his ass. I lowered my chest and moved my face next to Bob's and we began to kiss with Charlie's hard cocklet in between our lips. As our tongues fought to find each other they slid over the hard boy flesh, focusing on his tiny purple nob head with the foreskin retracted behind the glans. Charlie lay there sighing and moaning as we both worked him over. Our mouths moved in unison sliding up and down the small dicklet that strained and pulsed, I saw Bob move his hand and wet his finger, and I grinned knowing what he was about to do. I watched as the digit slipped into my boy's soaked and well-eaten ass. I saw him probing and then watched as he slid in deeper, his hand resting on my boy's ass his finger deep in the kid's pussy. He pulled out and then slid in and Charlie moaned, `fuck your kid loves his pussy worked over Danny' he said. My hips were gently thrusting, the weight of my cock had forced the purple knob into the valley of Bob's ass crack. The glans slid over his asshole, and he didn't resist as I worked it over and over, Bob turned to me, kissed me deeply the whispered `can I fuck him, Danny?' I grinned. Only if I can watch' I said. Give me a second and I'll get the lube. I raced off downstairs my cock slapping against my thighs as hurried. I grabbed the lube and was back in a flash to find Bob had got Charlie holding his little matchstick legs high in the air. His tiny pink hole was shiny from earlier but there was a dark hue of bruising around the sphincter. I handed the lube to Bob, he got his cock slathered up and shuffled closer to my son. He placed the crown at the entrance and gently pushed forward his ass clenching tightly. Then head slid in and Charlie whimpered, `shhhhhhh' I said to him smoothing his hair. `Uncle Bob needs your cunt Charlie, it's so tight, just relax and let him in son and remember the special tingles you had.' He nodded, `well you let uncle Bob into your pussy and we'll both make sure you have lots of tingles.' He looked at me, all trusting. `Okay,' he said matter of factly. Bob and I looked at each other, `kiss me' he said. I got in close and we tongued each other's mouths. I watched as he slid his cock into my boy, gently he worked the whole shaft into him till he bottomed out. `Fuck this is so tight, he makes Ben feel like you're fucking a bucket. He gently moved his hips, circling around thrusting in and out minutely getting the boy used to being fucked. He pulled out a little more with every thrust then went deeper on the return till after about four or five minutes he was pulling out just leaving the glans in my son's tight cunt. He slid in deep with one fluid motion, his balls slapped against Charlie's little ass, in and out the slapping was starting to sound like a round of applause. Charlie looked blissed out, his dicklet was soft but I quickly decided to change that. I lubed my index finger and thumb up and began to wank my son, his cocklet thickening as I slid the smooth skin up and down. He giggled and I shuffled closer to his head. I gripped my cock and laid the fat purple knob head over the boy's mouth, he flicked his tongue over it. A small bead of precum seeped out and I watched as he tasted it, he moaned softly and said, `mmmm yummy.' Can you imagine how horny that is to watch your child lick your cock and moan in pleasure? I was desperate to put it in his mouth but my cock was just too big for it. He stuck his little pink tongue out and I rocked my hips back and forth the shaft sliding over, it was beautiful. Bob was really going for it now, his hips were pumping the occasional little air fart escaping as he pulled all the way out before sliding back in. We kissed again deeply and I took my lubed finger and slid it into his man cunt. He groaned into my mouth and pulled right out of my son. Your turn daddy, time to fuck your son' he said. I lubed up and got in position, Charlie was still on his back, and I was on my knees. Charlie's asshole was still slightly open from Bob's glorious fucking. My cockhead slid into the warmth of my boy's cunt, Charlie screwed his eyes up and pouted and cried out. `Shhhhhh, shhhhhh son just relax remember like last night.' I consoled him. He nodded but still pouted, I slowly rocked my hips and using my lubed fingers began wanking his little prick, while pushing into him going deeper and deeper. I felt Bob come in close behind me, his hairy chest pressed close to my back. I was softly fucking my son, my legs were spread, and Bob was on his knees behind almost spooning me. He reached around and gently pulled my nipples, the nubs reacted under the gentle pinching and twisting. I began to pump a little faster, I could feel Bob's cock slid into the crack of my ass. His helmet was literally knocking at my backdoor, `you're going to need more lube' I said. `Really? Can I?' He asked. `We can try' I said. He reached over lubed up and got his cock into position, I exhaled and relaxed my asshole as much as I could. He pushed forwards and his cock head popped in, `Fuck!' I exclaimed, and took a few deep breaths. Bob made to pull out, don't move' I said `just give me a second.' The instant burning sensation that had just felt like my asshole was set on fire was quickly subsiding. I pushed back gently and a little more of his cock slid in, I breathed deeply. I pushed forward into my son then back onto Bob's cock. It still fucking stung but not as bad. I was determined to try this even if this was the only time. My dick wasn't as hard but still solid enough to fuck with and I tried to concentrate on fucking my boy. As I focused on Charlie's cunt my own seemed to relax, Bob sensed this and began to gently pump into me. A minute passed then another and another, and soon we were moving in perfect synchronicity. Bob changed his angle and his cock head hit my prostate and fireworks exploded in my head and in my ass. I sank backwards and took him to the root, he filled me out and stretched my ass before I slid all the way into my son's boy pussy. Bob gyrated his hips like he had all those weeks ago at the glory hole at Rogers and it was un-fucking-believable. His dick head was battering my prostate, the pleasure sensations making me feel like I was vibrating like a tuning fork. In and out round, round and around he worked my hole. I moaned, I groaned and sighed, while I tried to wank my son slowly. Bob was now fucking me like the stud he clearly was, pulling my nipples making me moan. My cock I was certain was spewing precum like a tap, while my brain was being flooded with sensation after sensation. My ass felt as though it were the epicentre of a seismic anomaly of such magnitude it could create a rip in space and time. My chest was heaving, my hips pumping my giant cock into my son's tiny tight cunt. Bob was timing his thrusts to go deep as I slid back, his big balls swinging and hitting my taint. Charlie started to moan, and his hips started to rise, `that's it my son, cum for your daddy, that's it Charlie cum for daddy. Make daddy proud cum for me' I said. He sighed and I felt his ring tightening he whimpered as he came. I looked on as his tiny helmet swelled, the piss slit opening and closing trying to fire the cum he was too young and immature to produce as he reached his boygasam. The tightening of his cunt as my cock slid in and out sent the endorphins flooding into my bloodstream. This set off a chain reaction, I felt my balls pull in close to my body, my sack tightening up getting ready as I prepared to flood my boy's cunt with my pedo load. I managed a few more thrusts no more than five before a final twist of my nipples by Bob sent me to the point of no return. My cock sank in deep and fast into Charlie's cunt, so hard and fast I saw the bulge in his tummy my balls flat against his ass. I blew hard in him, pulse after pulse of thick creamy pedo cum blasted out filling him up with the seed that created him. My ass ring had gripped Bob's cock hard and he had no choice but to follow suit pumping one last time and filling me deep, angling his meat so it hit my prostate as he shot his load into me. The warmth flooded my asshole painting my prostate in his cum and claiming my hole forever as his. He rocked and moaned with me as all three of us were wrapped in a blanket of pleasure. Every sensation was heightened and magnified by a million. We were coated in sweat, and Charlie and me full of cum. I turned my head and Bob kissed me deeply, `that was amazing I've never cum like that in my life' he said. I grinned at him, `if you thank that's good, I can assure you it gets better. But right now you need to pull out' I said. He laughed, and gently slid out. I suddenly felt cold and empty inside, the sensation of his cock exiting my hole made me shudder. `Oh fuck, that felt surprisingly good' I said. `Really, I was okay?' He asked. I pulled my own cock from my son's cunt, leaned forward and kissed the boy slipping my tongue in his mouth. `Daddy loves you' I said as we parted. `I turned to Bob, `okay? That was fucking earth moving mate' I said. `What on earth could make you think other than that?' I asked frowning at him. He sat on the bed, "Lisa, she said I was a crap fuck,' he looked a bit crest fallen. `I've never told anyone that' he said. I sat next to him, my hand resting on his thigh, listen Sponge Bob.' I said that to try to lighten his mood, `I will say this once, and you know I don't bullshit about anything. You. Are. A. Fantastic. Fuck. Okay?' I smiled and leaned into him. `You hungry? I know I am' I asked. Okay, I'll have the shower first then I'll start on breakfast. Will you start the coffee ? I asked him. `Sure he said, he grabbed his underwear and slipped them on before heading downstairs. I'd only been in the shower about two minutes or so when Bob came in and pulled the curtain back, `I laughed not again so soon!' I said. He looked serious when shook his head, `no it's your dad, he's downstairs he's been here for about twenty minutes.' Do you want more? If you enjoyed please consider making a donation.... 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