Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2023 19:04:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sammy in the Big City, Part 7 (gay/incest)

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SAMMY IN THE BIG CITY

PART 7

"Looks like you're the sleepyhead this morning," Grandpa laughed, slapping
me on the butt.

"Ow! What?" I asked groggily, turning over to look at him. The last thing I
remembered was Dad's snoring after I fucked him for the first, and
hopefully not the last, time! At the thought of it, my dick popped into an
instant boner. I grabbed a cushion to hide it.

"Don't worry, Sammy," you don't have anything a normal man doesn't get in
the morning. "It's called morning wood," he laughed. "It's nothing to be
ashamed of."

"Where's Dad?" I asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"He had to get an early start back to his conference."

"Oh. He didn't... He didn't say anything?"

"Just to have a good day. And if you feel like it, you're allowed to go out
on your own."

"Really?!"

"I don't know what you...said to him, but he seemed pretty chipper this
morning. You'd better take advantage of it."

"What are you doing today, Grandpa?"

"I've got to get to work. I'm running late as it is. I only stopped to wake
you up so you didn't sit around the apartment and brood all day."

"Thanks, Grandpa."

"Have fun...after you have fun taking care of that," he said with a nod at
the cushion.

"Grandpa!" I replied with mock embarrassment. I guess Dad hadn't said
anything, or Grandpa wouldn't have been so casual. "Have a good day!" I
called out as the door closed behind him and left me alone with my morning
wood.

I tossed away the cushion, slipped off my underwear, and began playing with
myself. It wasn't like playing with myself before the trip, though. It felt
like a whole different thing. Better. More exciting. More satisfying. I
closed my eyes and began thinking about Grandpa fucking Dad again, and I
slid my finger past my cock and on to my butthole again. As I teased my
hole and slowly stroked my cock, I admitted something to myself: I wanted
to get fucked, like Dad got fucked...by Grandpa. But how?

Then it dawned on me. Uncle Mike. Grandpa's neighbor. He had let me fuck
him. He could teach me. But would he? And how could he without actually
doing it? I definitely wanted Grandpa to be the first. Well, there was only
one way to find out. I hopped up off of the sofa, ran to the bathroom,
threw on Grandpa's silk robe, grabbed the apartment keys on the way out of
the door, and was knocking on Mike's door before I could think what I was
going to say.

Mike was tying his own robe shut as he opened the door. It looked like I'd
woken him up. "I guess I'm not the only one getting a late start on the
day," I said with a smile.

"Morning, Sammy. What's up?"

I opened my robe and showed him my hard cock, right there in the
hallway. "I am, and I want to learn about getting fucked."

Mike grabbed me by the arm and yanked me into his apartment, slamming the
door behind him. "You want to get me thrown out of here?" he growled.

"For what?" I asked innocently.

"For this," he muttered as he dropped to his knees, pulled my robe back
open, and swallowed my cock to the balls. From his moans of pleasure and
the energetic slurping, I knew he wasn't too annoyed with me to enjoy my
version of breakfast.

"I sure am glad you were home," I laughed, running my fingers through his
thick red hair.

He looked up at me and let my dick slip out from between his lips. He
stroked me slowly. "I work from home," he finally said, "and things like
this make it worthwhile." He ducked his head under my cock and licked my
balls.

"Oh, Mike," I moaned.

"What do you call me?" he asked with a smile.

"Uncle Mike," I smiled back.

"That's better," he said, then he gave my balls a thorough tongue bath
before sucking them into his mouth and swirling his tongue around them.

"Wow, you really know what feels good."

He let my balls pop out and laughed, "I should. I've had enough practice."
He continued stroking my cock. "Didn't you say something about getting some
practice of your own. Something about fucking?" As he asked that last
question, he slipped a hand between my legs and began tickling my butthole.

"Stop it!" I giggled. I don't know why it felt funny instead of hot like
when I did it, but it did.

"How about this," he whispered, finally pushing the tip of his finger into
my ass.

"Oh yeah," I moaned. It felt hot again!

"You sure you want to get fucked, Sammy? By a man? My cock is bigger than
my finger," he finished with a grin.

"Well, yeah, but not the first time," I said.

"What do you mean?" he asked, a little confused.

"Can you teach me about getting fucked without actually doing it to me?" I
asked nervously.

"Do you just want to see if you like it first?" he asked, slowly sliding
his finger in and out of me. "Or do you have someone else you want to give
your cherry to? It sure feels ripe for picking."

I laughed again, remembering that Grandpa had talked about my cherry being
ripe. "If someone says that, does it mean he wants to fuck me?"

Uncle Mike let out a huge laugh. "Who said it?" I must have blushed every
shade of red, because I didn't know what to say. He finally pulled his
finger out of me and smiled, "Well, Sammy, all I can say is that he's one
lucky man, whoever he is."

"Thanks," I replied, probably blushing even more than I had already. It did
make me want to give in to Uncle Mike, but I resisted. If anyone was going
to fuck me, I wanted it to be Grandpa first. "If I like it, you can do it
later," I assured him. And I meant it.

"I'll hold you to that," he smiled. "Since you don't want a real cock
inside of your tight butt for now, I guess we will have to improvise. Come
on, Sammy." With that, he stood up, took my hand, and led me off to his
bedroom again.

"Can you just lube me up and see how many fingers I can take?" I asked, in
case he didn't have any ideas of my own.

"We could do that," he agreed, "but I think I have a better plan. Look in
here and let me know what you think." He opened a dresser drawer and I
stepped up for a closer look. My jaw dropped with surprise...and
excitement.

"They're dicks!" I laughed, looking at a drawer that was full of
dicks. Well, things that looked like rubber dicks. And all sizes, shapes,
and colors. Along with lots of other stuff, including some round balls and
strings of beads and funny-looking cone-shaped things
and...handcuffs. Metal ones and furry ones. I gulped. And a whip. I looked
nervously at Uncle Mike.

"They're called dildos," Uncle Mike corrected me. "But yeah, they're fake
dicks."

"And what do you do with those?" I asked, pointing at the handcuffs and
whip.

Uncle Mike laughed. "Don't worry, Sammy, those aren't for beginners like
you."

"Oh, okay," I said, obviously relieved.

"So, do any of these look like the dick you want to fuck you? Or do you not
know?"

Without hesitation, I pointed right at one that looked almost exactly the
same size as Grandpa's cock. "That one," I said.

"Nice," Uncle Mike agreed, picking up the cock...dildo. "Now we know what
to build up to." He placed the goal dildo on the dresser and then took out
a few smaller ones. Shorter. Not as thick. He placed them in a row. "How
does that look?"

"Okay," I replied, not sure what he was going to do with all those dildos.

"Now, like I said the other day, the key to a really good, enjoyable fuck
is getting that hole of yours all lubed up."

"Definitely," I said, thinking about how good his lubed ass and Dad's lubed
ass had both felt on my cock. And it made fucking them so easy.

"So, grab the lube. You remember where it is, right? And hop on the bed."

I grabbed the lube from his nightstand, dropped Grandpa's robe on the
floor, and spread my naked body out on Uncle Mike's bed. "What now?" I
asked eagerly.

"Damn, you're sexy," Uncle Mike said, licking his lips and grabbing the
selection of dildos. "Are you sure you don't want my hard cock inside that
hot butt of yours?"

"I do," I assured him, "but later."

"Okay, I'll try to control this thing," he replied, looking down at the
stiff dick jutting out from his robe.

"I didn't say anything about not sucking it," I said with a smile.

"I'll settle for that," he replied with a smile as he piled the dildos
between my legs, grabbed the lube from me, and stretched out with his head
at my crotch and his cock in my face.

"Mmmm," I sighed, gently taking his warm, velvet shaft in my fist and
giving the head of his cock one slow lick after another, like a flesh
lollipop.

"Yeah, that's it, Sammy. You take care of me and I'll teach you," he
whispered, and I felt a lubed finger rubbing firmly over my butthole. Not
tickling. Caressing. "Mmmm," he sighed, gently biting my thigh as he began
pushing his lubed finger more firmly against my pucker. "Relax, Sammy," he
whispered, "and let me in."

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, focusing my attention on the
delicious head of his cock instead of my hole waiting to be opened up. I
wrapped my lips behind the cock head and pushed down a little farther as I
slowly stroked the shaft.

"That's it, Sammy. Just relax and enjoy my cock," Uncle Mike whispered as
he pushed more firmly with his finger. "Oh yeah," he moaned when my pucker
relaxed and his finger slid into me. All the way. "That's it, Sammy. Just
relax and enjoy my finger."

I squirmed my butt on the invader, but it felt good. He slid it smoothly in
and out. In and out. "Mmmm," I moaned, sliding my mouth on and off his cock
in sync with his finger.

"That's it, Sammy," he whispered. "Now another." And I felt him slide two
fingers into me on the next thrust. Stretching me. Feeling good. "Yeah, you
can take it."

"Mmmm," I moaned, tightening my grip on his shaft and sucking more eagerly.

"And now three," he sighed.

"Ungh," I grunted as he worked three fingers into me. Not as deep. Opening
me wider instead.

"Relax," he whispered and I focused on his cock, which was now leaking and
coating my tongue with his sweet precum. Uncle Mike fucked me with three
fingers. Added more lube. Fucked me some more. Worked in more lube. Fucked
me some more. "You ready to try a dildo?" he finally asked.

I pulled off of his cock long enough to reply, "If you think I'm ready."
Then I went back to sucking on my treat.

"Oh, you're ready, Sammy." He pulled his fingers out, and then next thing I
knew, he was pushing the head of a dildo against my asshole. "Yeah, that's
it," he said as it slipped easily inside me. It didn't feel much bigger
than a single finger, but it was longer. I could feel it sliding deeper and
deeper into my butt.

I couldn't resist. I pulled off again and moaned, "Oh, that feels so good."

"I'll bet it does," he replied as he began sliding it easily out and
in. Out and in.

"I think I'm gonna like getting fucked," I moaned, concentrating on my
asshole and forgetting about the throbbing cock in my hand.

"Stroke me, Sammy," Uncle Mike begged. "You don't have to suck, but keep
stroking."

"Sorry," I apologized, then I started pulling on his cock in rhythm with
the dildo. I also started fondling his hairy balls with my other hand.

"That's it. Play with Uncle Mike's balls," he sighed. "You're so good,
Sammy," he sighed, then we sank into near silence for a
while. Stroking. Caressing. Fucking. Sighing. On and on. Finally, he asked,
"Ready for a size increase?"

"Oh yes," I moaned. "Bigger. Bigger." And in no time at all he'd swapped
the thin dildo for a slightly larger one that felt like two fingers, but
even longer. "Oh yes," I groaned as it slid into me. Opening me
wider. Exploring me deeper. And deeper and deeper.

"Thank you, Sammy," Uncle Mike groaned when I began licking the head of his
cock again. "Never concentrate solely on yourself. Remember to please your
man while he's pleasing you."

"Yes, sir," I moaned, pulling my tight fist up his shaft and forcing more
precum out onto my tongue. "I want you to be happy too."

"Oh, I am, Sammy," he assured me. "Okay, time for another increase."

"Yes, please," I replied, as if he'd just offered me another course of a
meal.

Uncle Mike slipped the next size dildo into my ass. Stretching me
more. Filling me more. And then the next size. Stretching me more. Filling
me more. I was in dildo heaven and taking each larger size with relative
ease. Before I knew it, Uncle Mike had the Grandpa-size dildo
suction-cupped to the floor and I was bouncing up and down on it with pure
pleasure as I sucked eagerly on Uncle Mike's hard oozing cock. "You sure
learn fast, Sammy," he praised as he rubbed his strong hands through my
hair.

I let his dick slip out of my mouth, tilted my head back, and closed my
eyes to concentrate on the sensations of the Grandpa dildo plunging in and
out of my butt. "Oh god, it feels amazing," I groaned. "So big. So... Oh,
Mike. I don't want to stop."

"Ride that dildo, Sammy!" he growled.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I moaned with every thrust of my ass down onto that fake
cock. Imagining what it was going to be like to have Grandpa's real cock in
my ass.

"God, you're so sexy," Uncle Mike moaned, and the strange sound in his
voice made me open my eyes. His fist was flying up and down his thick, hard
shaft. He was biting his lower lip. His eyes were burning into my
body. "Ride that cock, boy," he grunted, and I knew he was getting close.

"I want your cum, Uncle Mike," I panted as I continued riding up and down
on the dildo.

"You couldn't stop me now if you wanted to," he growled, pumping his cock
faster. Tugging on his tight balls. Licking his lips then biting the bottom
one again. "I'm about to shoot this load all over that sexy body of yours."

I impaled myself fully on the Grandpa dildo and moaned. "I'm gonna cum," I
moaned as I gripped my own hard cock and started pulling on it as fast as
Uncle Mike was pounding his.

"Oh yeah," he panted. "Gonna cover you with man juice while you're shooting
your boy juice!"

"Yes, Uncle Mike, yes. Shoot it all over me!"

"FUCK!" he roared as he slammed his fist to the base of his raging cock and
it erupted. The first hot blast hit me in the middle of the forehead.

"YES!" I yelled as the splat of cum on my face caused my butt to clamp down
on the dildo and my own cock to start spewing out my own load.

"SHOOT THAT LOAD, SAMMY!" he ordered as he continued drenching my face with
shot after shot after shot of hot man cum.

"YES! YES! YES!" I yelled as each of my own loads shot out of my cock and
streaked across the floor.

"So fucking sexy, boy," Uncle Mike growled as his fist pushed the last
oozing cum out of his cock.

"You too," I laughed before leaning in to suck the end of his cock and
swallow the oozing cum.

"Oh fuck," he grunted as his body shook and his dick shot one last blast of
cum into my mouth. "You're the best, Sammy," he moaned as he gripped my
head to steady himself and I sucked contentedly on his cummy cock. His body
shook again, and he gasped, "Easy, Sammy. I can't take any more."

I let his spent dick slip from between my lips. "Sorry," I apologized.

"Besides," he smiled down at me, "you've already got plenty of Uncle Mike's
cum waiting to be swallowed." With that, he gripped his dick and started
using it to swipe the cum across my face and down into my open mouth.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I swallowed the load, licked my lips, and waited for
his dick to deliver another one.

"That's it," he whispered as he slid another gathered load between my
lips. "Eat all that cum like a good boy."

And I did. Every single drop. And then I waited for him to build up another
load to feed me. And then another. I spent the whole day in Uncle Mike's
bedroom...riding dildos and eating cum. When the day was almost over and he
didn't have time for another recharge, he begged me to fuck him. And I did.

"Damn, to be young and full of energy and cum!" he panted after I'd made my
final deposit and we'd collapsed on his bed.

"Making up for lost time," I smiled.

"More like getting a head start," he laughed. "I've got one more surprised
for you."

"You're ready to go again?" I asked eagerly.

"No," he said, getting out of bed and crossing to the dresser. "I have a
sneaking suspicion that all of this 'learning' might be in preparation for
the real thing later this evening...or tonight. Am I right?" he asked,
looking at me as he pulled open the dildo drawer again.

I probably blushed, since admitting that it was would immediately tell him
that I wanted to get fucked by Dad or Grandpa. "Maybe," I finally said.

"I thought so," he smiled. "In that case, I think this might be a good
idea." He pulled something out of the drawer and held it up. It was one of
the cone-shaped things that flared out from the tip, narrowed back to the
thickness of the Grandpa-size dildo, then flared out again.

"What is it?" I asked as Uncle Mike climbed back into bed with it.

"A butt plug," he replied casually as he grabbed the nearby lube and
started coating the thing. "Roll over." I did as he instructed and soon
felt the lubed plug sliding between my butt cheeks. "It does exactly what
the name implies," he said as he began pushing the tip inside me.

"Oh god," I moaned as the wide part opened me wider than I'd been opened
all afternoon. When my ass suddenly clamped down on the Grandpa-size
thickness above the base, I grunted, "Oh fuck. That was so thick. What if
it gets stuck?"

Uncle Mike laughed and said, "It won't. When you're ready to take it out,
just grab on to the base, relax, and pull it out. Simple."

"You're sure?" I asked, feeling fuller that I'd ever felt before. It
actually felt like I needed to take a dump.

"Just relax and enjoy it while you wait for the real thing to be at
hand. I'm sure the recipient of your plans will be glad to help remove it
if necessary, so he can take its place," he said with a wink.

"Thanks!" I said and grabbed him for a tight, grateful hug. "You're the
best."

"Tell me tomorrow who's the best," he replied, giving me a quick kiss on
the lips. "Damn, you sure are sexy." I looked down and saw that his dick
was definitely stiffening up again.

"So are you," I said, swooping down and devouring his hard cock and
beginning to work on getting his final load of the day."

"That's it, boy," he sighed, stretching out on the bed and letting me do
all of the work. It was far from work, though. It was a definite
pleasure...especially when my mouth was again filled with his hot, thick
jizz!

*****

"What are you squirming about for?" Grandpa asked as he, Dad, and I sat at
the table eating Chinese food that Dad had picked up on the way home. "You
got ants in your pants?"

"If he wasn't smiling, I would say he had a bug up his butt," Dad laughed.

I choked on my wanton soup, thinking for a moment that Dad knew what was
going on and had said "plug" instead of "bug."

"Well, whatever it is," Grandpa continued, "sit still and eat. All that
squirming about is distracting."

"Yes, Grandpa," I replied, not looking at him or Dad. It just felt so odd
having the butt plug inside me. Sitting on the base didn't feel all that
natural either. I stifled a laugh at the thought.

"Now what's so funny?" Grandpa growled.

"Nothing," I said quickly. "Just tired."

"And that's funny?"

"Now who has a bug up his butt?" Dad laughed at his dad.

"Sorry, it's been a trying day. I had a meeting with Mr. Beach, and he was
acting odd. Looks like I might get fired."

"Surely not," Dad replied. "You're too valuable."

"That's what I thought, too," Grandpa said, "until I kept catching him
giving me odd looks today."

"I'm sure it was nothing," Dad persisted. "Just relax and forget about it."

"Do I have to put up with your snoring again tonight?" Grandpa asked with a
slight grin.

"No," I replied quickly before Dad could respond. "You have to put up with
me."

"Oh," Grandpa replied, trying to hide his disappointment, "at least you
don't snore."

*****

Dad and I were snuggled up on the sofa and watching TV when Grandpa said
that it was time for him to turn in. "I'll be right there," called.

"Finish your movie," he grumbled as he disappeared toward the bedroom.

Dad hugged me tighter as I settled in for the end of the movie. When it was
over, he whispered in my ear, "Are you sure you want to sleep with Grandpa
tonight? You can share the sofa with me again." He then turned my face
toward him and kissed me softly on the lips.

I gulped, torn between wanting to have sex with Dad again and wanting to
get fucked by Grandpa as I'd been planning all day. "I already promised
Grandpa," I finally said.

"Did you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows a bit.

"To sleep with him!" I laughed. "At dinner, you heard me," I added as I
stood up. "Good night, Dad," I said, leaning in to give him another
kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too, Son," he replied as I straightened up. "And not just
because of what we did. That's just a huge bonus."

"It sure is," I grinned. "And I want to do it again!"

"Whenever you want," he replied with a smile. As I walked away, Dad called
softly, "Don't do anything you don't want to, Sammy."

I looked back at him and smiled. "I want to, Dad. I really want too."

Dad grinned and said, "Then sleep tight."

I clenched my ass on the butt plug and wasn't sure about being tight or
about getting any sleep. "Good night, Dad," I smiled as I headed off to
Grandpa's bed.

*****

When I opened the door to Grandpa's bedroom. I stopped and stared. The
light on his nightstand was shining as usual. The unusual thing was that
Grandpa was stark naked and lying in the middle of the bed with his legs
spread wide, and with no sheet or blanket covering that body that I craved.

"Grandpa?" I whispered. No reply. "Are you awake?" I whispered as I crept
to the side of the bed. Still no reply. "Grandpa?" I asked, a little
louder. "Are you awake?" And still no reply.

I looked at Grandpa's soft dick, licked my lips, and began to undress. Once
I had all of my clothes piled on the floor, I thought about taking out the
butt plug, but then I thought it might be too early. "Grandpa," I said in a
normal voice. "It's me, Sammy. I'm coming to bed." That got a grunt and a
slight body shift from Grandpa, but nothing more.

I gently climbed into bed with Grandpa. For a second, I wasn't sure I could
go through with my plan. But then I looked at his soft dick and all
hesitation vanished. Trying not to shake the bed too much, I climbed
between Grandpa's legs, leaned down on my elbows, put my nose almost up
against his balls, and inhaled deeply.

My own dick bounced and my ass tightened on the butt plug when Grandpa's
musky scent flooded my nostrils. It took all my will not to bury my nose
firmly against his balls and nuzzle them all over. Instead, I inhaled one
more time and then, with that additional heady rush, I leaned in and gently
licked those balls filled with cum. Again and again. Gently lapping at
them. Covering them with saliva. And above them, I could see Grandpa's dick
growing and stiffening into a proud jutting cock.

With the next lick of Grandpa's balls, I stretched my body farther and
continued licking up from his balls to the base of his cock to the veiny
shaft and on to the foreskin-covered head. I carefully burrowed my tongue
inside and was disappointed not to find any traces of precum. I gently
grasped Grandpa's shaft and slid the skin back to expose the head. I licked
it again. It bounced and slapped my lips. I smiled and licked it again. It
bounced and slapped my lips again.

As quickly and as carefully as possible, I moved from between Grandpa's
legs to alongside his body, so I could more easily take the head of his
cock into my mouth. I slid back the foreskin, licked the head slowly,
breathed my hot breath on the wet flesh, felt the shaft trying to flex in
my fist, and then sild my lips down over the tip and onto the shaft.

I could feel the heat of his cock warming my palm and filling my
mouth. Comforting, soothing warmth. I caressed the shaft as I slid the head
deeper into my mouth. Relaxing my throat. Preparing to welcome him deeper
into me. Breathing through my nose as Grandpa's cock slid easily into and
down my open throat. Gulping casually to fondle his shaft with my taut
throat muscles. Savoring the taste of the flesh that I had grown to covet
in such a short time.

As I slid my salivating mouth on and off of Grandpa's rock-hard cock, I
gently caressed his balls as well, thinking about the creamy load
inside. The load I wanted inside me before the night was over. Not in my
mouth either. Inside my butt. I had to do it. I wanted it so bad. I needed
it. And he was hard enough for me to get it.

I slid my mouth all the way off of Grandpa's throbbing cock, then I stroked
the saliva-covered shaft slowly, watching the foreskin engulf the tip and
then slide back again, finally revealing the first signs of precum. I
leaned in again and licked up the sweet nectar from his pee slit. "Mmmmm,"
I moaned softly as I licked the full head again and again and again for
more. But more precum wasn't what I wanted. I slowly released Grandpa's
cock from my lips and my grasp. It flexed proudly over his belly. Bouncing
in the air. Searching for the warm cavern that had so recently enclosed it.

I slipped out of bed again and hurried around to the nightstand. I slid the
drawer open as slowly and quietly as I could, and the light shone down on a
tube of lube. I was relieved to find it there, because I wasn't sure that I
could complete my mission without more lube!

With my accomplice in hand, I hurried back around and climbed back in bed
beside Grandpa. I engulfed the head of his cock again, sucking the foreskin
into my mouth, tightening the skin on the shaft. At the same time, I opened
the lube and squirted a healthy amount into my palm. I continued gently
sucking on the gathered foreskin as I wrapped my lube-filled palm around
Grandpa's shaft. He let out a small groan, but I ignored it. There was no
turning back now, unless he caught me and stopped me.

Once I had the shaft well lubed, I let the foreskin slip from between my
lips. Then I pulled it down with my non-lube hand to expose the upper
portion of the shaft. I quickly gripped the upper shaft with my other hand
and lubed it up as well. Grandpa grunted again, and I tried to be gentler,
but my excitement was overwhelming. I could feel my own hard cock leaking
onto the sheets.

I released Grandpa's cock and squirted more lube into my palm, then I added
another layer to his throbbing shaft. I finally looked at it glistening in
the lamplight and knew that it was ready. I just hoped that my asshole was
ready.

Reaching around behind me, I grabbed the base of the butt plug. Without
thinking, though, I'd used the hand with the lube on it, and my grip
slipped off. I tried with my other hand, but it slipped off as
well. Cursing under my breath, which would have shocked my mother as much
or more than anything else I was doing, I grabbed Grandpa's sheet and used
it to wipe the lube off the plug base and my hands.

With a firm grip on the plug, I tried to pull it out, but it wouldn't
budge. It felt wedged inside of me and my asshole had a tight grip on it. I
stopped for a moment and wished I'd tried to pull out the butt plug before
I lubed up Grandpa! I stretched out beside him and tried to relax my
ass. It seemed to work. At least I could wiggle the butt plug around inside
me, which felt amazing, but it didn't come out.

Finally, I remembered that during one of our many rounds that afternoon,
Uncle Mike had rolled me up on my shoulders, which had seemed to make it
even easier for him to fuck me with the dildo, as if my ass was more open
in that position. It was worth a shot. I scooted away from Grandpa,
stretched out on my back, rolled up on my shoulders, and hooked my toes
into the headboard.

I smiled at my hard cock pointing right down at me and made a mental note
to try playing with myself in that position and see if I could spray my boy
juice right into my mouth or at least all over my face. I didn't think I
was flexible enough to actually suck it! But then I thought that even that
was worth a try!

Returning to the matter at hand, I wrapped my arms around my legs and
gripped the base of the plug with both hands. Then I took a few deep
breaths to relax before squeezing down as if I was taking a dump. I pulled
at the same time, and with some luck, my ass gave way. I groaned as it
stretched open around the widest section of the plug and then I sighed as
the plug slipped out of my ass and my hole closed down again.

Panting with excitement and relief, I unlatched my toes from the headboard
and let my body role back down on the mattress. I waited a few seconds for
my breathing to slow down and my asshole to recover from the ordeal. Then I
looked over cautiously at Grandpa, whose eyes were still closed. I looked
down at his hairy chest and saw the steady rise and fall of his breathing,
then I looked farther down and saw his hard, lubed cock bouncing in the air
over his belly. I smiled, realizing that my goal was in sight!

I scooted around between Grandpa's legs again and sucked eagerly on the
balls that held the load that would soon, hopefully, be inside of me. I was
so excited that I did what I wanted to do in the first place and stuck my
nose right up against then and nuzzled them. The warm, musky scent seemed
even stronger than before and urged me on to my daring adventure.

After giving those delicious balls one final lick, I moved up and straddled
Grandpa's crotch. Balancing on my knees, I reached between my legs and
pushed Grandpa's cock up in the air. He was so stiff, it was hard to do,
and he grunted, but I kept trying to aim the head at my asshole. At that
moment, I realized that I'd forgotten to lube myself, but I hoped I still
had enough from the butt plug. Grandpa's cock sure felt slippery in my
hands. I had to go for it.

When I felt the tip of his dick finally touching my asshole, I slid my hand
down the slick shaft and pulled the foreskin down with it. Holding the
shaft firmly at the base, I took a deep breath and pushed my butt back
against the head of Grandpa's cock. My asshole protested at being invaded
again after finally expelling the butt plug. Still, I could feel myself
eventually opening up. Stretching out as the tip of Grandpa's cock worked
its way into me. I took another deep breath and pushed harder. "Oh god," I
grunted, when the head suddenly popped inside and my asshole clamped down
on the shaft.

I panted rapidly and tried to relax again. The effort paid off as I felt my
ass slowly sliding down the lubed shaft. Pushing the cock deeper and deeper
and deeper into me. Lubing me up again as it progressed. I took another
breath, released the cock completely, and continued sliding down on it. "Oh
wow," I muttered when I finally felt Grandpa's wiry pubes pressed against
my tender butt flesh. I relaxed my body completely and sank down onto
Grandpa's cock. Taking it in as deep as I could.

Throwing my head back, I concentrated on how good it felt to be filled with
cock. Better than I'd dreamed. Better than dildos or butt plugs or
anything. Having my own grandpa's cock buried in my butt was the most
amazing thing I'd ever felt.

"Are you just going to sit there?" Grandpa asked softly.

"Grandpa!" My head snapped forward and I looked right into Grandpa's
twinkling eyes.

"Mike told me he thought I might be getting a surprise tonight."

"He told you?" I asked with obvious disappointment.

"Oh, he wouldn't say what. He thought it should be a surprise."

"I thought you were asleep," I said, as if that justified things more than
making them worse.

"Well, Sammy, I can sleep through a handjob and a blowjob, both of which
I'm guessing I've had this week, but there's no way I'm sleeping through my
grandson popping his cherry on his grandpa's cock."

"I wanted it so bad," I admitted.

"So it is your first time, then?"

"Oh yes," I assured him.

"And how do you like it so far?"

"Oh, Grandpa, it feels so good. The best thing ever."

"Better than fucking your daddy's butt?"

"He told you?!"

"No, but you just did," Grandpa laughed. "When did that happen?"

"Last night, after I saw you fucking him." I clammed up quickly, realizing
I'd said more than I should.

"You are full of surprises," Grandpa smiled. "Did you like what you saw?"

"Oh yeah," I laughed. "I wanted so bad to join you."

"Maybe next time," Grandpa replied with a wink. "Right now, though, we have
to get that juicy little cherry of yours properly popped."

"Yes, please!" I replied eagerly.

"Do you want to keep riding Grandpa, or do you want Grandpa to ride your
cute little butt?"

"I want you to do whatever you want to do with me! And as often as
possible," I added with a laugh.

"This is going to be a long night," Grandpa laughed. "Okay, let's start
with you sliding that lovely tight ass up and down Grandpa's hard,
throbbing, very happy cock."

"Oh yes!" I replied with excitement. "Like this?" I asked, flexing my knees
and my hips to lift my butt slowly up the length of Grandpa's cock and then
just as slowly sink back down on it to fill me again.

"Oh yeah, that's it, Sammy," Grandpa sighed, resting his strong hands on my
flexing thighs and closing his eyes as my tight hole slithered up and down
his pole. Again and again. "When your daddy said he was bringing you for a
visit, I never imagined it would end this way."

"Neither did I," I admitted, "but it sure is fun!"

"It sure is," Grandpa sighed, and I could feel him casually lifting his
hips to slide his dick deeper into me as I sank back on it each time. "So
fun. And so tight," he moaned.

"Not too tight?" I asked nervously.

"Not at all, Sammy," Grandpa sighed. "Just tight enough."

"Good," I replied, sliding down that hard shaft yet again to fill my butt
with cock. "I used a lot of lube to make sure it went smoothly."

"Oh, it's smooth alright, Sammy. Smoothest ride I've had in a long
time. You like riding Grandpa's cock?"

"Oh yeah," I replied quickly and began to increasing my riding speed to
show Grandpa just how much I was enjoying getting fucked by him.

"That's it, boy," he moaned, gripping my thighs tightly. "Ride Grandpa,
boy. Ride the cock that made your daddy."

"Does it feel as good as Dad's butt did last night?" I couldn't help
asking.

"It feels like Sammy's butt, and that's what matters," Grandpa assured
me. "Just you and me and your sweet cherry. Ride me, Sammy," he hissed.

"Like this, Grandpa?" I asked really bouncing up and down on his cock as it
plunged deep inside me. Again and again. Slamming my butt down in his
crotch. Panting with the effort. Grunting with the pleasure.

"That's it, boy. Faster. Faster," Grandpa panted. "You can do it."

"I'm riding as hard as I can, Grandpa," I gasped as I gripped my ass
tighter on his shaft and really started bucking up and down on it.

"And doing a damn fine job of it too," Grandpa moaned, grabbing my hard
dick as it slapped against his belly.

"Oh, Grandpa," I groaned, feeling his strong hand grip my dick. "Don't!"

"Why not?" he laughed. "Are you the only one who gets to have fun?"

"I'm gonna cum," I grunted.

"We can't have that!" he smiled, releasing my dick quickly. "Not yet
anyway."

"No, not yet," I panted, as I continued to ride his hard manhood and my own
dick relaxed a little. "I want this to go on forever."

"Until that tight butt of yours is full of cum, anyway." Grandpa gripped my
thighs tightly and thrust his rigid cock up harder into my butt as it
descended.

"Oh yes, Grandpa," I moaned. "That's what I want."

"And I want my turn to do the riding," Grandpa growled.

"But, I..." I stopped, fully impaled on his cock. "I want you to fuck me."

"So do I, and I can't wait any longer." Grandpa grabbed my hips to keep my
butt wedged onto his cock, then, before I knew it, I was on my back and
Grandpa was looming over me. He pulled my butt more firmly back onto his
cock, then he released my hips and grabbed my ankles instead. "Spread 'em
wide, boy," he ordered as he straightened his arms out to the side and
spread my legs.

"Oh god," I moaned as I felt Grandpa's cock burrow even deeper inside me as
a result of just spreading my legs farther opened. "Fuck me, Grandpa," I
moaned.

"You don't have to ask me twice, Sammy," Grandpa grinned, pulling his dick
out of me and then just slamming it all the way back in.

"Ummmph!" I grunted as his balls pressed against my butt. "Again," I panted
when I regained my breath.

"Just for you, Sammy," he laughed, then he pulled out and slammed in again.

"Ummmph!"

"You like that?" he asked with a smile.

"Don't stop," I moaned, grinding my butt on the invading cock.

"Then hold on, boy, you're about to get ridden," Grandpa growled, and I
knew he was finished playing around. I grunted and moaned as Grandpa
started thrusting me full of cock. Again and again. No pause for
reaction. Just thrusting into me. Pumping into me. Pounding into me.

"Oh god," I moaned and my body was overwhelmed with the most amazing
sensations that I'd ever had in my life up to that point. Grandpa's cock
sliding in and out of my tight hole. Knocking the wind out of me with every
gut-filling thrust. "Don't stop," I groaned, rolling my head from side to
side on the pillow.

"No chance of that," Grandpa panted, gripping my ankles tightly and
increasing the speed of his thrusts. The sound of flesh slapping flesh
filled the room. Almost as if he was spanking me instead of fucking
me. Slap. Slap. Slap. Flesh against flesh. His swinging balls hurled
against my butt. Over and over. "Tighter, boy," he grunted.

"Yes, Grandpa," I panted in reply as I gripped my butt tighter on his
throbbing shaft.

"That's it, Sammy. Tight for Grandpa."

"Is everything okay in here?" Dad asked, and I turned my head to see him
standing in the doorway. He was naked and stroking his own hard cock.

"A-okay, Dad," I grunted as Grandpa continued fucking me without even
pausing.

"Sorry, Son, can't talk," Grandpa panted. "Having too much fun."

"Mind if I join, Sammy?" Dad asked politely.

"I don't know how much longer Grandpa will be," I replied innocently.

Dad laughed and stepped up to the side of the bed. "You do have two holes,
Son," he said, waving his cock in my face.

"Open up those luscious lips, Sammy," Grandpa panted.

"Yes, Grandpa," I smiled, then I opened my mouth and stretched my neck
toward Dad's pulsing cock.

"Oh yeah, that's it, Son," Dad sighed as the head of his cock slid between
my lips, over my teeth, across my tongue, and deep into my mouth. "Suck
Daddy's cock," he moaned as my lips slid tightly along the veiny length and
then sucked hungrily on it as he started to slide out again.

"We definitely have a keeper here," Grandpa laughed as he continued his
feverish assault on my ass.

"No doubt about it," Dad moaned as his cock slid smoothly in and out of my
salivating mouth and his hand ran through my hair. "Best sight I've seen in
a long while," he smiled as he looked down and watched his cock
disappearing inside my mouth.

"Same here," Grandpa laughed, looking down and watching his own cock
plunging in and out of my tight, grasping asshole.

"Mmmmmmm!" I moaned, overwhelmed even more with my entire body being
stimulated by the two men I loved most in the world.

"Hope you don't mind me grabbing his cherry when he offered it," Grandpa
panted.

"Jealous, but don't mind," Dad panted back as he increased the speed of
fucking my mouth. It didn't take long for him to match the pace of
Grandpa's ass-splitting thrusts. I just relaxed and let the two cocks work
me over at both ends. Filling me. Pumping me. Fucking me!

Suddenly, it was too much for my body to take any more. Before I could do
anything to stop it, my bouncing cock flexed and shot a load of cum clear
up my chest. It flexed again and shot another streak of cum alongside the
first.

"Fuckers cumming!" Grandpa laughed.

"Sure is," Dad agreed, licking his lips as I shot more and more cum all
over myself.

"SO AM I!" Grandpa yelled, as he thrust frantically into my spasming
hole. "FILLING YOUR ASS, SAMMY!" he roared as he slammed into my butt and
his cock began flexing and pulsing and throbbing and shooting his own
streaks of cum into my butt. I clamped my ass down tightly on the cock
feeding it, and Grandpa moaned, "SO FUCKING TIGHT! CREAMING YOU, BOY!"

"ME TOO!" Dad yelled back only a split second before my mouth started to
fill with spurt after spurt of hot daddy cum. Surprised by the volume, I
coughed and spit cum back up the plunging shaft that just kept
cumming. "SWALLOW, SAMMY!" Dad ordered, and I did my best, trying not to
drown in cum.

"Let me see it," Grandpa ordered urgently, and Dad pulled out quickly, but
he didn't stop cumming. I stuck out my tongue to show Grandpa my dad's cum,
and Dad shot another streak across my forehead and then the final shot
splattered on my cheek as Dad panted away. His body convulsed and he let
out another moan as more cum oozed out of his cock. I quickly turned my
face back to him, engulfed his spent dick and sucked out what was still
left in the shaft.

Grandpa gently let my legs down beside him, but I wrapped them around his
waist to make sure he didn't pull out. I wasn't ready for it to end. I
sucked gently on Dad's cock and flexed my ass slowly on Grandpa's
cock. Both men moaned with the pleasure of having their orgasms extended
for a little while longer.

Grandpa eventually slid his dick out of my ass. My disappointment didn't
last long, because he leaned forward and began licking my cum off of my
belly. The swipe of his tongue across my flesh sent tingles throughout my
body. "Tastes good, too," he said, licking his lips.

"Leave some for me," Dad objected. I smiled and wiped some cum off of my
chest and then offered my fingers up to Dad. "Thanks, Son," he said before
grabbing my wrist, taking my cummy fingers into his mouth, and sucking them
clean. "Mmmmm," he said when my fingers slipped out. "You're wrong, Dad. He
doesn't taste good. He tastes great! I want more."

I laughed and wiped up more cum from my chest for Dad and he eagerly ate
that load too, as well as the next and the next until my chest was clean
and Grandpa had taken care of my belly. "Can't wait to get some from the
source," Grandpa whispered before sucking my spent and deflated dick into
his mouth.

"Grandpa!" I objected with a laugh. "You're tickling me!"

Grandpa let my dick slip back out of his mouth, then he looked up my body
at me with a wicked grin. "You mean like this?" he asked, and then he
started seriously tickling me. I was soon laughing and twisting and yelping
with joy. In no time at all, we were rolling around with him tickling me
and me trying to tickle him back.

"It's his feet, Sammy!" Dad called out as he jumped into bed with us,
grabbed one of Grandpa's feet and started tickling him.

"Ernie!" Grandpa protested as Dad found the sweet spot and soon had Grandpa
laughing with tortured pleasure as he continued torturing me.

Eventually, we collapsed into a laughing heap in the middle of the
bed. Grandpa wrapped his arms around me from behind and Dad wrapped his
arms around me from the front. Dad kissed my lips and Grandpa kissed the
back of my neck. "This feels good," I sighed, relaxing into their joint
hug.

"Sure does," Grandpa agreed, pressing his dick firmly into my sweaty, slick
butt crack.

"Sure does," Dad agreed, pressing his saliva-covered dick against my own
soft dick.

And I drifted off to sleep with my butt full of grandpa cum, my mouth still
tasting of daddy cum, and my head full of happy thoughts about what else
was still to come.

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