Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2023 12:58:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sammy in the Big City, Part 4 (gay/incest)

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SAMMY IN THE BIG CITY

PART 4

Immediately after we left the mall, Dad got a text. "Sorry, Sammy," he
said, looking up from his phone. "They need me at the conference after
all."

"But, Dad!" I whined. After secretly sucking a load of cum out of his cock
in the mall restroom, I definitely wanted to spend more time with Dad.

"Business is business," he replied. "I'll make it up to you. I promise."

I knew exactly how he could make it up to me...by feeding me his cum every
day for the rest of my life...but I didn't say that. Actually, I was a bit
shocked that I even thought it to myself. First Grandpa and now Dad. What
was happening to me? Did other boys do that sort of stuff? Want that sort
of stuff? That's what was running through my mind as Dad bundled me into a
taxi, gave me some money for the fare and Grandpa's spare keys, and sent me
back to isolation in the apartment.

But I didn't go to Grandpa's apartment. Well, I went to the building, but I
passed Grandpa's apartment door and knocked on "Uncle" Mike's door instead.

"Well, look who it is," he greeted me with a big smile. "I thought you were
sightseeing today."

"You'll never believe what happened," I said eagerly as I pushed past him
and into his apartment.

"Come in and tell me all about it," he laughed as he closed the door.

I barely got seated on the sofa before I started spilling out the story of
what happened to me at the mall restroom. Mike interrupted to explain that
the hole in the cubicle wall was known as a gloryhole, then he let me
continue. When I told him about getting my dick sucked (not mentioning the
clerk) and then sucking a dick myself (not mentioning Dad!), he confirmed
that that's exactly what gloryholes are for. "Sounds like you're a
natural," he laughed, as he adjusted himself and I saw the bulge in his
crotch.

"Have you done it?" I asked, surprised.

"Now and then," he replied with a wink. "But I generally prefer to see who
I'm sucking and who's sucking me," he added, adjusting himself again.

"Do you need some help with that?" I asked with a smile.

"Now that you mention it," he said, then leaned back, spread his arms out
on the back of the sofa, and spread his legs apart. In no time at all, I
was between those legs, undoing his trousers, and releasing his hard cock
from his underwear. "That's better," he sighed as I slowly began stroking
him.

"I'll bet this is even better," I said before sliding his cock between my
lips.

"Sure is," Mike sighed as he gently rubbed his hand through the hair on my
head. "Feels so good, Sammy," he murmured as I began gently sucking the
engorged head and continued slowly stroking the warm shaft. "Definitely a
natural," he moaned as I took him deeper into my mouth.

Remembering to relax my throat as I had in the restroom, I took more and
more of Mike's cock into my mouth. When he felt it sliding farther down my
throat, he groaned. "Oh shit, you learn fast." Instead of pulling off to
accept the compliment, I began working my throat muscles. Contracting and
releasing them on the cock. As if I was swallowing it. "Oh fuck, where did
you learn that?" he moaned.

I pulled off of his cock but kept stroking it as I gave him a huge
smile. "Just a natural, I guess."

"It's been a long time since I met a kid as eager and talented as you are,
Sammy," he sighed, letting his fingers slide from my hair. He trailed his
hand down to cup my cheek as we looked into each other's eyes and I slowly
stroked his throbbing cock.

Mike slid his thumb over my lips, and I opened my mouth to it. He slid his
thumb into my mouth. I closed my lips around it and began sucking like it
was a little cock. "Oh god," Mike moaned, and his cock pulse violently in
my fist. I thought he was going to cum, but he didn't. His breath was
definitely ragged though, as if he was exerting every ounce of control he
could.

"Mike?" I said softly.

"Yeah," he groaned as my tight fist worked his manhood.

"Will you teach me about getting fucked? Officially getting fucked? Not
finger fucked?" I think the questions shocked Mike as much as they did me
that I asked them.

"Oh, Sammy," Mike groaned as I tightened my grip on his throbbing, pulsing
cock.

"I want you to fuck me, Uncle Mike," I said softly.

"OH FUCK!" Mike yelled. "I CAN'T STOP IT!" His cock throbbed one last time
in my fist and then began spitting cum all over his shirt. He quickly
grabbed it and yanked it out of the way. I pumped faster and more cum shot
from his cock and splattered over his belly. "EAT ME, SAMMY," he growled,
and I quickly engulfed his erupting cock with my wet, hungry mouth.

Mike's body convulsed and he shot more cum directly into my mouth. His hand
gripped the back of my head and pulled me down tighter, driving his
pulsing, throbbing cock deep into my throat again. Oozing the last of his
cum into me. Thrusting his cock again. Again.

Suddenly, I snorted cum out of my nose and pulled back. Mike let go of my
head, and I pulled off. Gagging. Coughing. "Sorry, Sammy," he said with
sincere concern. "Are you okay?" he asked as the last of his cum oozed down
over my fist that still held his cock.

I wiped the cum from my nose with my free hand and looked at it. "How did
that happen?" I finally asked with a laugh.

"I guess with your throat full of cock, the cum had to come out somewhere,"
Mike laughed.

"Like laughing when I'm drinking milk," I observed.

"Exactly. Only thicker and creamier," he added with a wink.

"Sure is," I said, licking the cum off of that hand and then releasing his
cock so I could lick the cum off of that one too.

"There's more up here," Mike said, pointing at his cum-covered belly.

I licked the cum from his cock shaft before leaning farther up to suck up
the cum from his belly before leaning even farther up to suck up the cum
from his chest. Then I softly licked and sucked one of his nipples. "Oh
yeah," Mike sighed.

I think what I did next surprised us both. I straightened my knees out
fully, drove my body all the way up Mike's body, and planted my lips on
his. His eyes flew wide open. Mine did too. I'd never kissed a man
before. Not like this. Not like I wanted to. And I wanted it. Needed it. So
much. So urgently. Suddenly, Mike again gripped the back of my head and
pull my lips even tighter against his. "Mmmmmm," he moaned as he closed his
eyes and the heat spread between us.

The next thing I knew, I could feel Mike's lips parting and his tongue
rubbing over my lips. Forcing them apart. Willing me to open my mouth. I
didn't know what to do, so I relaxed and let his tongue in. "Mmmmmm," he
moaned when his tongue tasted the cummy saliva in my mouth. His exploration
got more urgent as he drove his tongue deeper. Tasting my saliva. Feeding
me his. I could feel Mike's hands all over me. Feeling my body. Petting my
hot flesh.

Finally, Mike rolled me over on the sofa cushions and pinned me down with
his body. "I don't have anything left to fuck you with now," he moaned as
he kissed my lips and my cheeks and my forehead and my lips again. "I want
you so bad, Sammy. Do you want me?"

"Oh yes," I sighed, pulling him down tighter on me.

"Do you want to fuck me, Sammy?" Mike hissed in my ear.

I froze and Mike pulled back to look at my face. "I wouldn't know..."

Mike smiled at me. "I'll show you everything you need to know. And by the
time you're finished, maybe I'll be ready to show you even more."

"What do we do?" I asked eagerly, which made Mike laugh.

"I can see I'd better be ready for a rough ride," he said. "Come with me."
Mike stood up, took my hand, and led me to his bedroom. "Damn, you're
sexy," he said as I stood still and let him undress me. Then he dropped to
his knees and quickly sucked my dick into his mouth. I let out a soft moan
as the sucking stiffened my cock. Mike pulled off and grinned up at
me. "And tasty too," he added, before sucking my cock back into his mouth.

I gently gripped his head with my hands and began fucking my cock into that
eager hole. He moaned his appreciation and encouragement, not that I needed
it. I could feel the excitement spreading through my body. Every nerve on
end. I looked down and focused on my cock sliding in and out of Mike's
mouth as he looked up at me. I fucked his mouth even faster, and he looked
like he enjoyed it. Faster. Deeper. Harder. Thrusting.

Suddenly, Mike grabbed the base of my cock and pulled his mouth off. He
continued stroking my saliva coated cock as he looked up at me. "Do you
want to try fucking me now?"

"Yes!" I yelled, and Mike laughed.

"Then I'd better get ready. Keep his hard for me," he said, giving my dick
one last quick slurp. As I began slowly stroking my dick, Mike stood up and
began to undress for me. Without realizing it, I sped up my stroking as I
saw more and more of that amazing body. "Easy, there, sport," he
laughed. "Make it last."

"Sorry," I said, as I slowed my stroking again. He was right. Just looking
at his naked body made me want to shoot. I wasn't sure how long I was going
to last when I actually started fucking him. In the ass!

Mike opened a drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a tube. "First," he
said, "we need to get ready. Get lubed up." I watched as he stretched out
on the bed, opened the tube, and squirted some lube out on his fingers.

Looking at me, he pulled his legs up to his chest, aiming his asshole right
at me. I watched with fascination as he reached between his legs and began
rubbing his lubed fingers on his pink asshole. "Oh yeah," he sighed, and I
looked up to see his closed eyes as he enjoyed playing with his
asshole. "Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh," he groaned, and I looked down to discover that
he'd slid two fingers into his asshole! "Getting all greased up for you,
Sammy," he sighed as he worked his fingers in and out of his hole.

"Wow," I muttered when I saw a third finger disappear into Mike's butt with
the others.

"Just making sure it's opened up," Mike said. "Lubed and opened up. That's
important, Sammy. Don't just go plowing into a guy's ass without getting
him ready. Understand?"

"Yes, sir," I replied, like a good student.

Mike chuckled. "Good. Now," he said tossing the lube to me as he continued
working his asshole. "Put some of that on your cock."

I caught the tube, squeezed some lube on my fingers and then started
tentatively applying it to my dick.

Mike laughed. "Come on, Sammy. Just stroke it on and get it greased up
good. It will go in even better that way." I did what he said and began
jacking my hard cock, spreading the lube up and down the shaft. "That's it,
boy. Yeah, get that sexy cock ready for Uncle Mike."

I grinned at him and said, "Whatever you want, Uncle Mike."

"I want you between my legs right now, Sammy."

"Yes, sir," I replied before eagerly jumping on the bed with him and moving
between his legs.

"Now," he said, holding his knees to his chest. "Press the head of your
dick against my asshole." I did as he instructed. "Yeah, that feels
nice. Now, gently...gently...push in."

I tried to push in, but my dick slipped and slid up to hit Mike's balls,
which made him laugh. "Sorry," I apologized.

"No problem. Give it another try. And hold it in place this time. Keep that
cock under control."

"Yes, sir," I muttered as I grabbed my dick tightly, pressed it against his
asshole again, and pushed forward, making sure to keep it firmly directed."

"OH YEAH!" Mike yelled when the head of my cock suddenly popped inside of
him.

I froze. "Is it okay?"

"Better than okay, Sammy. Now feed Uncle Mike that dick, boy. You know he
wants it."

I grinned at Mike, who was making it all so casual and fun, then I pushed
forward slowly. I didn't want to give him too much too fast.

"Yeah, that's it, Sammy. Slow and steady. Let me get used to it. You get
used to it too. Don't get too excited."

I guess he knew the tight, warm feeling of the asshole engulfing my cock
was driving me crazy. It felt like nothing I'd ever felt before. Playing
with myself had never prepared me for the overwhelming sensations coursing
through my body and I continued embedding myself inside Mike. "I don't know
how long..." I muttered.

"Just relax, Sammy. Take deep breaths and relax. Don't concentrate on your
dick. I know it feels amazing, but don't think about it. Just relax."

I tried to take his advice, and I managed it to a degree. At least I wasn't
almost hyperventilating and feeling like I was going to blow any second.

"That's better. How does it feel?" Mike asked casually.

"Fucking amazing!" I laughed, letting some of the overexcitement return.

"Relax. Relax. Okay, now slowly...slowly pull your cock out of me and then
push it back in. Slowly. Slowly."

I tried to follow his instructions, but I couldn't. I was too excited. With
each thrust back into that tight, warm, grasping hole, I gained speed and
force. Again and again. Faster and faster.

"Okay, just go for it," Mike laughed. "Fuck me, Sammy. Fuck me good, boy!"

Before I knew what was happening, I was slamming my cock hard and deep into
Mike, and he was grunting with every thrust. Grunting and moaning and
obviously enjoying my assault.

"That's it. That's how I like it," he grunted. "Fuck me, Sammy." I felt him
wrap his legs around me, pressing his heels into my butt cheeks to pull me
deeper into him. Egging me on. Making me go faster. Thrusting deeper. "Yes,
Sammy, yes!" he was moaning, thrashing his head from side to side as I
pounded his ass.

"Am I doing it right?" I had to ask.

"The best, Sammy. Don't stop!"

"I don't think I could," I laughed, fucking my first man ass. Enjoying it
more than anything I'd ever done before. Wanting it to last forever. "Oh
god, I can't!" I yelled in a panic.

"Let it go, Sammy. Fill my ass with that hot cum!"

"Oh, Mike," I panted. "I'm gonna..."

"Do it, boy!" he ordered.

"CUMMING!" I yelled as I lost control and began fucking him like a
rabbit. Faster, faster, faster. Muscles tightening. Nerves on fire. "NOW!"
I bellowed as my body began to convulse. I could feel my cock
throbbing. Pulsing. "CUM!" Exploding inside of Mike's ass. Creaming
him. Covering his guts with my cum.

"That's it, Sammy," he panted. "Enjoy it!"

"OH GOD, I AM!" I yelled as my body convulsed and continued shooting into
Mike. "BEST THING EVER!" I howled as my eyes rolled back into my head and
my fucking stopped. My body quaked as Mike worked his asshole on my
cock. Clamping down. Releasing. Clamping down. My heart was pounding. My
chest was heaving. Suddenly, my body went weak and I fell forward onto
Mike.

"Oooof," he grunted as my weight collapsed onto him, then he started to
laugh, and the bed shook. "I guess that's the end of the lesson," he said
as my shrinking cock slide out of his asshole.

"Sorry," I panted. "I just couldn't last any longer."

"I know how that is. I'm just glad you enjoyed the ride."

"When can I go again?" I laughed.

"I thought it was my turn next," he said, and I felt his cock stiffening
between our bellies.

Suddenly, now that I had spent my own sexual energy, I wasn't so sure about
getting fucked. I still wanted it, but I wasn't sure I could take what I'd
just done to Mike. "I..."

Mike wrapped his arms around me and nestled my head under his chin. "Just
relax, Sammy. Enjoy the moment. You did good."

"Thanks, Uncle Mike," I whispered, unaware that I was falling into an
exhausted, satisfied, relaxed asleep.

*****

"Come on, Sammy. Wake up. We need to get you cleaned up and back to Tommy's
apartment before he and your dad get home."

I don't know how long I had been out, but when I finally woke up and opened
my eyes, I saw a worried-looking Mike. "What time is it?"

"Late. They'll be home anytime now. You sleep as soundly as your grandpa
does," he laughed.

"How do you know about Grandpa?"

"He slept over when we were redecorating his apartment," Mike replied after
a brief pause.

"Oh," I said, sitting up and rubbing the last of the sleep out of my eyes.

"I think I could have fucked you and you never would have known it," Mike
laughed.

"But I want to know it," I objected.

"I figured that. Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Can't send you home
smelling like sex and my asshole," he laughed.

"Do I?" I asked innocently.

Mike quickly buried his face in my crotch, licked my balls, and gave my
soft dick a quick suck. "Definitely," he grinned up at me. He then grabbed
my stiffening dick and shook it. "Oh no, you don't."

"Please," I whined playfully.

Mike looked quickly at the clock. "Only if you're quick about it," he
laughed before he returned to sucking my hard cock and playing with my
balls.

"I think I can manage that if you keep doing what you're doing. Oh god!" I
yelled when I felt a finger working into my tight asshole. "Especially
that!"

After I fed Mike a quick load of cum, we hopped in the shower, where he fed
me a load of cum in return. I thought again about asking him to fuck me,
but I was still nervous, and a belly full of his cum was satisfying
enough...for the moment.

*****

Mike and I had played for a little too long. When he opened the door for me
and I stepped out into the hallway, Grandpa looked over from unlocking his
own door. "Well, what have you been up to? I thought you were sightseeing
with your dad?"

"He had to go to work," I explained casually. "I didn't feel like sitting
around alone, so I spent the afternoon with Uncle Mike." I shut up quickly
after letting that slip out.

"Uncle Mike?" Grandpa asked with a faint smile.

"Well, I wasn't going to let him call me Mr. Shaw, and he wasn't
comfortable calling me just Mike. So, Uncle Mike it was, Grandpa."

"Okay, son," Grandpa laughed. "Come on, Sammy, we'd better get you inside
before your dad gets home. I'm not sure he will approve of you imposing on
my neighbors."

"He was definitely not imposing," Mike replied with a smile.

"I'll bet not," Grandpa replied. "You coming over for dinner again
tonight?"

"Yes," I said quickly. I just wanted to spend all evening looking at the
man I'd fucked while he chatted casually with my dad and grandpa.

"I think I'm pretty full," Mike replied. "Some other time."

I could swear Grandpa shook his head with a smile, but he was opening the
door and I couldn't see his face clearly. However, I did hear him say,
"Later... Uncle Mike."

As Grandpa closed the door behind us, he said, "So, you had a good time
with Mike?"

"Oh yeah, he's fun," I replied. "He knows a lot too."

"About what?"

"Oh, stuff," I replied casually. "What's for dinner?"

"Aren't you full too?"

"I'm never too full," I said quickly.

"What did Mike feed you?"

"Oh, stuff," I replied again. "But I like what you feed me better," I
replied quickly, and then I'm sure that I blushed.

"I do my best," Grandpa smiled. "Now, let's see what's in the fridge."

*****

Dad was very apologetic when he got home later that evening, but he assured
me that he would find some time to finish our sightseeing before the trip
was over. I told him that I understood and that he didn't need to worry
about it. "I'm enjoying the trip," I assured him.

"Maybe I'll take a day off and show him around," Grandpa chipped in.

"We couldn't let you do that," Dad objected.

"It would do me good to get out of the office once in a while," Grandpa
assured him.

"I would like to spend more time with you, Grandpa, if you can do it."

"I think it would be worth the effort," he replied. "Now, I need to hit the
hay."

"Goodnight, Dad," my dad said to his dad.

"Night, Son. You coming, Sammy?"

"In a while, Grandpa."

"Suit yourself," he replied before disappearing to his bedroom.

"You wanna watch a movie, Dad?" I asked.

"Sure," he replied. "Go change into your pajamas, first." I rushed to
change into my pajama bottoms and a T-shirt, but by the time I got back,
Dad already had the sofa bed made up, had changed into his pajamas, and was
tucked in. "What do you want to watch?" he asked, as he flipped through the
channels on the TV.

I climbed into bed and looked at the guide on the TV. "'Dad Goes to
College'? What's that?"

Dad cleared his throat nervously and kept scrolling through the
listings. "That's a pay channel. We can't run up Grandpa's bill. This
should be fine." Some old black-and-white movie started. I wasn't that
interested, but it was nice being in bed with Dad again...especially
remembering that I'd sucked a load of cum out of him at the mall. Before
long, I'd fallen asleep again.

*****

The next thing I knew, Dad was snoring down the building again. I tried to
cover my head with the pillow and shut it out, so I could go back to sleep,
but it didn't work. I sat up and noticed that the TV was still on, casting
a glow over the room, but Dad had apparently turned down the volume.

I climbed out of bed, grabbed my pillow, and headed off toward Grandpa's
bedroom. For some reason, though, I looked back at Dad and froze. There,
lit up by the TV glow, was a tent in the sheet over Dad's crotch. It
grabbed my attention so completely that I barely even noticed Dad's
snoring.

I walked back over to the sofa bed with my eyes glued to the tent. I
dropped my pillow back on the bed, grabbed the corner of the sheet, and
lifted it up. There before my eyes was the hard cock that I'd sucked at the
mall. Not all of it. Just the head, sticking out of the waistband of Dad's
pajamas, which was stretched to the limit by Dad's straining cock. I looked
up at Dad's face, but he was snoring as loud as ever. Dead to the world.

I tugged the sheet down to the foot of the bed and revealed Dad in all of
his glory. His pajama top had come unbuttoned, revealing a chest covered
with short, dark hair, trailing down to where the tip of his cock grabbed
my attention again. I had to see more. I couldn't help myself. Or at least
that's what I told myself.

I knelt on the bed next to Dad. I looked at his snoring face one more time,
then I looked at the waistband of his pajamas. It was closed with snaps,
and the top one had already been popped open by Dad's stiffy. I slowly
reached forward, gripped each side of the opening with a hand, and slowly
undid the next snap. And the next.

I folded the two sides of the opening back and just stared at Dad's hard
cock as it jutted up from his pubes. In the TV glow, I could see that his
hairy balls were nestled just inside the bottom of the opening. I slowly
reached in, cupped them in my hand, and lifted them into view. I then
gently let them down on the outside of his pajamas.

After stretching out beside Dad, with my head propped up on my hand near
his hip, I just stared at the rigid cock, which occasionally flexed and
bounced. I looked at all the veins standing out, full of blood. I saw the
balls shift slightly as the cock flexed. I watched Dad's belly gently rise
and fall as he breathed and snored.

Holding my breath, I finally reached out and trailed my forefinger gently
from the tip of Dad's cock down toward his balls. I pulled back quickly
when the shaft began flexing and bobbing more rapidly than it had
before. When it calmed down, I gently traced down the underside again, and
I got the same urgent reaction.

I looked up again at Dad's snoring face and then gently wrapped my fist
around that hot, rigid flesh. It throbbed violently in my hand, but I held
it tight. The throbbing subsided a bit when I started slowly stroking the
shaft. Flexing only when my hand traveled back down to the
base. Slowly. Gently. Enjoying the feeling of Dad's warm, soft flesh as my
hand slid up and down his hard cock.

Finally, my attention was grabbed by a glistening bead of precum as it
oozed out of Dad's pee slit. I leaned in and licked it off. I froze as Dad
snorted, but then he went back to snoring steadily. Another drop of precum
oozed out. I leaned in and licked it up, but then I continued on until the
head of Dad's cock was in my mouth.

I waited for the snoring to stop, for Dad to discover what I was
doing. Instead, I felt more sweet precum ooze onto my tongue. I continued
stroking Dad's cock and sucking gently on the head. It was
relaxing. Slow. Stead. Repetitive. With the occasional sweet taste of more
precum. Slowly growing in volume. As the head grew in size. As the shaft
became even more rigid.

Suddenly, the sweet taste was replaced with a gush of hot, tangy, thick
cum! With a grunt and a snort, Dad was shooting his load! I gripped his
cock harder and pumped it more firmly than I should have, but once it
started feeding me, I didn't want it to stop. I wanted more daddy cum. I
gulped and swallowed. Pumped his cock for more. Sucked desperately. Swirled
my tongue around the shooting cock. Gulped more. Swallowed more.

My heart was racing as I sucked out every last drop of Dad's cum. I wasn't
thinking about him anymore. If he caught me sucking his cock, it was worth
it. I just wanted to savor every drop of my second load of cum from Dad's
cock. I wanted it even more, knowing, unlike at the mall, that it was
actually daddy cum flowing into my mouth.

Finally, I knew there was no more of his man juice to be had. I slowly
slurped off of his cock and gently let the softening tube relax down onto
his belly. It was only then that I risked looking up at his face. His eyes
were closed, and after one more grunt and snort, he resumed his steady
snoring!

As gently as I could, I tucked Dad's dick back in his pajamas and snapped
them up. Then I snuggled up against him and pulled the sheet back over
him. For the first time, his snoring didn't bother me at all. With my belly
full of daddy cum, I fell sound asleep in no time.

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