Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2023 22:48:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sammy in the Big City, Part 6 (gay/incest)

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SAMMY IN THE BIG CITY

PART 6

It was pretty much impossible to get to sleep after watching Grandpa fuck
Dad! I couldn't get the images out of my head...and honestly didn't want
to. I wanted to remember that sight for the rest of my life. Replaying it
over and over and over, which is exactly what my mind started to do.

As I pictured the entire scene right from the very beginning, I took my
rock-hard cock in my hand and started to play with it. As I slowly stroked
myself up and down with a gentle but firm grip, I imagined Grandpa slowly
pushing his throbbing cock into Dad's butt. Pressing his balls against
Dad's flesh.

With my free hand, I began caressing my own balls. They were filled with
boy juice instead of Grandpa's man juice, but it was hot thinking about
Grandpa's hairy, cum-filled balls as I played with my own. I let out a soft
sigh as I gripped my cock and my balls tighter with both hands. Stroking my
cock. Caressing my balls. Pulling my cock. Tugging on my balls.

I closed my eyes and saw Grandpa's hard cock slowly sliding into Dad's
tight asshole. Again and again and again. Licking my lips at the thought of
Dad's butt. I reached my free hand between my legs and began circling my
own butthole with the tip of my middle finger. Pretending it was Grandpa's
cock, I pushed, trying to work it in. It was too tight. I needed lube.

I quickly whipped my hand up to my mouth and sucked eagerly on my middle
finger, coating it good with all the saliva that had been building up in my
mouth as I thought about Grandpa's cock and how good it and his cum
tasted. I finished by cupping my fingers and drooling even more saliva onto
them. Then I shoved my hand back between my legs and began rubbing the
saliva all over my asshole. With the outside slicked up, I pressed my
middle finger against the pucker again. It gave. Not easily, but it
gave. The tip of my finger slid in. I held my breath and tried to slide in
some more. It was so tight. But I wasn't going to give up.

I paused for a moment to think about what else I could use for lube. In
that moment, I felt my body relax and my ass opened up a bit. Surprised, I
pushed my finger in some more and my ass seized up on it again. I paused
and relaxed again. When my ass started to open up, I took a couple of deep
breaths and very slowly began pushing my finger in. My butt tightened up
again, but it didn't clamp down. I smiled and kept pushing deeper, until my
finger was all the way inside me and my palm was pressed against my butt.

"Oh god," I moaned, slowly wiggling my finger around inside me. It felt
funny but good. When I felt moisture on my belly, I opened my eyes and saw
that my dick had oozed out some precum that dripped down onto my belly. I
released my dick long enough to swipe up the clear fluid and suck it off my
fingers, then I gripped my cock again.

I watched my hand slowly stroking up and down my raging red shaft. Hard as
a rock. Harder than it had ever felt before. So hard it might break off if
I wasn't careful. Then I started playing with my butt as well. As I stroked
up my cock shaft, I slowly pulled my finger out. As I worked my fist back
down to the base of my dick, I pushed my finger back inside. Again and
again. I didn't know which felt better, but I wasn't going to stop either
to figure it out.

Suddenly, my remembered vision of Grandpa fucking Dad's ass
changed. Instead, I saw Grandpa fucking my ass and me fucking Dad's ass!
The three of us together. Was that even possible? I didn't care. The idea
of being sandwiched between Grandpa and Dad seemed like the most ideal
position in the world. I wanted it so bad in that moment!

Out of control, I was squirming all over the sofa. Fucking my cock into my
fist. Plunging my finger into my butt. More precum oozed out, and I
desperately swiped it up and sucked my fingers again. Rapidly. As fast as I
could. My cock desperately wanted my fist around it. I grabbed it again and
pumped it faster than before. Fingerfucking my ass to keep up.

I could feel my breath getting faster and shallower. I could feel my ass
grasping at my finger, slick with saliva and my own butt juices, sliding
easily in and out of me. I could feel my cock throbbing and begging for
release. I could feel my balls tightening up and getting ready to explode.

I was panting and moaning and groaning and pumping and thrusting and
fucking. Like a wild thing out of control. Abandoned to the senses of the
body. The sexual senses of a body that knew what it wanted, what it needed,
in that moment and forever.

"OH GOD!" I yelled as my cock throbbed, my balls squeezed, and my ass
clenched. "YES!" I roared as they all began to
spasm. Quickly. Powerfully. Manfully! Cum shot out of my pulsing cock and
splattered on my chest. My ass sucked my finger in as deep as it would
go. More cum on my chest and belly. Fucking my ass with my finger. My balls
churning out even more cum. Shooting. Blasting. Splattering. All over
me. "OH, GRANDPA," I groaned. "OH, DADDY," I moaned. I wanted them so badly
to be the ones causing this amazing, overwhelming climax to my play.

And as my cum-covered body finally began to relax, I knew they were
responsible. Grandpa and Dad. I knew it was inevitable. From the very first
moment I saw Grandpa's hard cock when I crawled into bed with him and the
first time I saw Dad's hard cock coming at me through the gloryhole at the
mall, I knew it. Those men made me, and I wanted to give them every
pleasure I could in return. And get every pleasure as well.

I heard the door to Grandpa's bedroom open and close softly. I quickly
wiped up as much cum as I could and frantically fed it to myself. Gulping
it down without having the time to savor it as I should have. Then I
grabbed my underwear off of the floor, wiped the last of the cummy residue
off my body with them, then realized I had to put them on! I quickly turned
them inside out and slid them on, feeling the wetness against my body.

When the toilet flushed, I knew I only had a little time left...unless
whoever it was just went back to bed. I wasn't sure, though, so I flipped
over with my face to the back of the sofa and pretended to be asleep. I
tried to control my breathing as I heard soft footsteps coming down the
hall.

"Sammy?" Dad whispered as he entered the living room. "Are you awake?
Sammy?"

I kept my eyes squeezed tightly shut and waited for him to go back to
Grandpa's bedroom. Instead, I felt him stretching out behind me on the
sofa, snuggling up tight against my back, and wrapping his arms around
me. I tried desperately to keep my breathing steady, but he had to have
felt my heart racing. He just rubbed his cheek against the top of my head
and let out a contented sigh. "We'll talk in the morning," he
whispered. And that was that.

As I waited for the snoring to start, my mind was racing a mile a minute!
What would happen next? If Dad tried to talk about what I might have seen
or heard, should I deny everything. Play innocent for a little longer?

Suddenly, the smell of cum began to fill my nostrils. I didn't know whether
it was the cum left in my mouth, the cum in my underwear, the cum Grandpa
hadn't managed to lick off of Dad, or the cum that Grandpa had shot in
Dad's ass. My dick started to twitch as the rest of my body relaxed into
the most wonderful scent in the world...and I fell asleep.

*****

It's no great surprise that my cum-induced sleep came to an end thanks to
Dad's snoring. At least he was facing away from me instead of snoring right
into my ear. I had one arm draped over his side and the other thrust under
his neck. In fact, I was pinned between his back and the back of the
sofa. I wasn't sure how I could get off of the sofa without waking him
up. Then I realized that my dick had other things in mind.

I smiled at how good my hard cock felt nestled in the crack of Dad's
butt. Well, not quite nestled. My dick was inside my underwear and Dad's
butt was inside his pajamas. Still, I could feel the heat of his crack
penetrating through both layers of fabric and warming my rigid pole.

My cock throbbed as visions of Grandpa fucking Dad's ass flooded my brain
again and brought me back to full wakefulness. Ever so gently, I began
rubbing my dick against Dad. Humping his butt just hard enough for my cock
to rub against the cum-dried insides of my underwear. I let out a soft moan
and casually trailed my free hand over his belly and up to his furry chest.

When my fingertips trailed over a hard, pointed nipple, Dad let out a snort
and then continued snoring. I couldn't help smiling. I never thought his
snoring would be so hot. But there was no denying that him getting fucked
by Grandpa was the hottest thing I'd ever seen, or probably would see. I
wished that I'd had a video of it to watch over and over and over for the
rest of my life.

And as I wished, I could feel my cock aching, really aching for the first
time ever. It wanted desperately to be inside my Dad. Sliding through the
cum that Grandpa had left inside. I wanted to fuck my Dad. My
sound-asleep-snoring Dad. I wanted to deposit my seed in his ass like he'd
deposited his seed in my throat at the mall.

The more I thought about it, the more I wanted it, no matter what happened
afterward. And as I slid my hand back down over his belly, I got the
impression that he might want it as much as I did, because my hand bumped
into his hard cock sticking out of the fly of his pajamas. I gently wrapped
my fist around it and stroked it slowly. Dad let out another snort and then
continued snoring. I had to struggle not to laugh.

I kept stroking Dad as I worked up the nerve or the daring or the stupidity
to go for what I really wanted. Finally, I let go of Dad's dick and
realized it was wet with precum. I quickly licked the sweet nectar off of
my palm, then I reached around and tentatively undid each of the snaps on
Dad's pajamas (besides the one his dick had already popped open for its
escape).

Once the front of the pajamas was undone and there was some give, I slid my
hand down between Dad and me and pushed the back of his pajamas down. It
wasn't easy. I had to reach up and push them down over his hip and then try
again to get them down over his butt. Finally, I could trail my fingers all
the way up and down Dad's crack. The heat of his flesh was overpowering.

I frantically grabbed my own underwear and tugged desperately to release my
cock. I was panting with the effort by the time I was free, but it was
worth it to finally relax back into place and feel my cock truly nestled
between Dad's butt cheeks. Very gently, I humped my dick up and down the
crack. Just sliding back and forth over his hot flesh.

God, I wanted to be inside him. Then I remembered what Mike said about a
guy needing to be prepared for getting fucked. But surely. If Grandpa
fucked him, he had to be ready for more. Didn't he? I again forced my hand
between us, and this time I slid my fingers into Dad's crack, not just
along it. With my middle finger trailing along the depth of his crack, I
moved my hand lower and lower and lower, until it found Dad's pucker.

I smiled as I felt how greasy and slick it was around his asshole. But
around it wasn't good enough. I had to check inside as well, because I
remembered that Mike pushed a lot of lube in his ass before he let me fuck
him. As gently as I could, I pushed my middle finger against Dad's hole. My
mouth dropped open when my finger just slid in with no resistance at all. I
smiled and added another finger. They both slid in and out very easily. He
was definitely still greased and ready to go.

I pulled my fingers out of Dad's ass and gripped the rigid shaft of my
cock. I guided it between Dad's firm ass checks and searched for his hole
with my tip. I finally found it, but then I hesitated. There was no going
back. What if he woke up? What if he didn't want it? But hadn't he told
Grandpa that he did? Or was that part of my own twisted fantasy.

I was so engrossed in my own thoughts that I never noticed when Dad stopped
snoring. "Just push it in, Son," he whispered. "I can take it."

"Dad!" I hissed. "I didn't..."

"I want it, Son. As much as you seem to."

"Are you sure?" I asked, still shocked at what I was about to do.

"Didn't you see how much I enjoyed your Grandpa doing it?" he asked with a
slight laugh.

"I didn't mean to spy on you," I assured him. "I was just going to the
bathroom."

"And what are you doing now?" Dad asked casually.

"I..."

"Your fingers felt good inside me, but I want your dick. Do you want my
ass?"

"Oh yeah," I said eagerly, and my cock throbbed in my fist.

"Then push that thing inside me where it belongs," Dad replied. I could
feel him pushing his ass back against the head of my cock, and I
immediately started pushing into it. "Oh yeah," Dad moaned when the head of
my cock popped inside his tight hole."

"You okay?" I asked nervously. "I've only done this once before," I
admitted.

"I assume you know what to do then," Dad laughed. "We can talk about the
details later."

"I can't believe we're doing this," I whispered as I slowly pushed my dick
all the way into Dad's ass for the first time.

"Neither can I, Sammy, but I'm glad we are," Dad sighed. "You feel so good
inside me."

"It feels good being inside you," I said, draping my arm back over his side
and gently rubbing his belly as I just enjoyed being buried to the balls
inside my own dad.

Dad placed his hand over mine and entwined his fingers with mine. He then
lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it. "Love you, Kid," he said softly
before kissing my hand again.

Without thinking, I kissed the back of Dad's neck. "I love you too." We
relaxed into each other for a long moment, then I felt Dad's ass gripping
my cock and letting it go. Gripping. Relaxing. Gripping. Relaxing. "Oh god,
Dad," I moaned. "That feels so good."

"It'll feel even better when you fuck me," Dad replied casually. "Just take
your time, though. Enjoy the first time."

"The first?" I laughed.

"Well, with me," Dad laughed back. "The first of many, I hope."

"You're the best dad in the world," I said.

"The best son deserves the best dad. Now, fuck your dad, Boy," he ordered
lightly.

"Yes, sir," I replied, and I slowly pulled out before filling him again
just as slowly. He sighed with satisfaction as I continued filling and
vacating him. In. Out. In. Out. Nice and slow.

"Whoever taught you to please a man did it well," Dad sighed. "I'm just
sorry it wasn't me."

"Before this week, I didn't know this was even a thing," I laughed.

"Then you're a quick learner. Now, go a little faster. And a little
harder. If you want."

"Oh, I want," I gasped as I sped up. Bumping my butt against the back of
the sofa. Thrusting my dick into Dad's tight, slick ass. "I want it so
bad," I panted.

"That's it, Sammy. That's the way Daddy likes it," grunted my Dad.

"This is crazy," I laughed.

"Crazy good," Dad replied. "Harder, Sammy, harder. Pound my butt."

I pulled my hand away from Dad's grip and grabbed his hip for
leverage. Then I went to town on his butt. Pound it hard like he
wanted. Plunging deep. Ramming up to my balls. Again and
again. Harder. Harder. Yanking his hip back to me. Thrusting my hips
forward to him.

"Oh shit," Dad yelled, right before we rolled off of the sofa and onto the
floor. "Ooooof!" he grunted as we landed with me on his back and my dick
still plugging his hole. "You've sure got power," he laughed.

"Sorry," I panted as I tried to gather myself.

"Don't apologize," he ordered. "Just keep going. Drive my dick into this
hard floor."

"Oh fuck," I hissed, then I did just that. I planted my hands on the floor
like I was doing pushups, then I resumed frantically plunging my dick into
Dad's butt. Again and again and again. He moaned with every thrust and
pushed his ass up to meet my cock.

"Best night of my life," he moaned.

"Mine too," I panted. My breath was ragged. My heart was racing. My cock
was throbbing. "I want it to last," I grunted.

"Breed me, Sammy. Fill me like your grandpa did. It doesn't have to last
forever the first time."

"Oh, Dad," I moaned, fucking him harder and faster as my arms began to
tremble.

"You can do it, Sammy," Dad grunted, and I felt his ass clamp down really
tight on my shaft.

"Oh fuck," I grunted. "That's it, Dad. I'm gonna... I'm..."

"CUM, SAMMY," Dad growled.

"I'M CUMMING," I replied. "ALMOST THERE."

"FILL MY ASS, BOY!" Dad barked.

"YES!" I barked back, thrusting my throbbing, raging dick down and into
Dad's butt. I held my breath, then hissed, "I'm cumming, Dad."

"That's my boy," he replied, flexing his ass on my cock.

"AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!" I bellowed as my balls seemed to explode and I began
pumping Dad's ass full of boy juice. Quick shallow fucks. With every
load. Again. Again. Again. "Oh god," I finally moaned as I collapsed on
Dad's back. "That was..."

"Hurry, Sammy, get off of me," Dad said urgently.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked, quickly pulling my spent cock out of his ass and
scrambling off of him.

"Far from it," Dad laughed as he rolled over on his back and began jacking
his cock rapidly. "I feel better than I've ever felt in my life, thanks to
you!"

"Good," I laughed before I swooped forward and wrapped my lips around the
tip of his cock.

"What are you doing?" he asked with surprise as his flying fist repeatedly
collided with my chin.

I pulled off and grinned at him long enough to say, "Exactly what I did at
the mall restroom. Getting ready to swallow your load."

"Oh fuck, that was you?!" he said, and his fist pumped even faster.

"None other," I replied before taking the tip back in my mouth. I quickly
pulled off again and smiled at him. "And I sucked you while you were asleep
the other night." Then I swallowed the tip of his dick with no plans to let
it go again.

"Damn, you're one hot kid," Dad panted. "Gonna feed you another load. God I
wish I'd know it was you at the mall! Or been awake here. Oh fuck, HERE IT
COMES!" And just like that, my mouth was filling with another load of Dad's
cum. It tasted so much better with me knowing it was his and him knowing I
was taking it. He gushed into my mouth, and I felt him use his free hand to
grab the back of my head and shove it farther down on his cock. I relaxed
my throat and took him all. "FUCK!" Dad growled, obviously impressed, as he
pumped the last of his jizz right down my throat.

When I felt his body shake and his grip on the back of my head start to
relax, I slurped my way back up his shaft until the head popped out and
flopped down on his belly. "Mmmmm," I sighed with a grin.

"Where the fuck did you learn to do that?"

"I'll never tell," I laughed. "And you can't tell Grandpa about this," I
added quickly.

"Why not? You know it would excite him."

"I want to surprise him."

"Like you surprised me?" Dad laughed.

"Something like that."

"Get up here," Dad ordered, and I climbed on top of him. "You're the best,"
he whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms tight around me.

"So are you," I said, giving him a kiss. Before I knew it, his tongue was
in my mouth and we were swapping his cum just like he and Grandpa had. It
all felt perfect. I eventually relaxed on top of him with my cheek pressed
against his chest. I listened as his breathing slowed down and his heart
stopped pounding...and then he started to snore.

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