Date: Thu, 28 Mar 2024 18:31:08 +0100 From: Astra Hologram Subject: Seducing my Balkan dad won't be easy 2 Before reading the second chapter, please consider donating to nifty, this story is here because nifty exists. Here is a link: https://donate.nifty.org/ It's been weeks since I threw my throat on my dad's cock and sucked all his cum he was willing to give me in that night. We then parted in silence and as the weeks passed the silence grew more and more. I didn't understand what was going on, I thought dad liked everything we did that night, but I hardly ever see him around the house to check it with him. To kinda see will I ever get another chance of blowing dad. We only meet at lunch, when we are all there and mom is on a holiday, so we don't have a lot of independent hangouts in the house, so that I could start something or ask something. Even if we had space, I have no idea what I would ask, I would rather let the animals prevail over us again and let my dad bow down for me again, so I could serve him, like I am supposed to, and whenever I think of something to ask him and muster up the courage to go to the garage, his answers are very dismissive, he doesn't want my help, he won't let me pass him tools, make him coffee or bring beer from the fridge. He didn't even want me to vacuum his car, he must be giving me up, he seems so awful and angry to me all the time. I'm getting a little angry myself these days, my dad turned me on a lot and my body wants more and it's getting nothing, so I head to the garage hoping. Dad in the garage glances at me as I approach him and pauses his work; - Dad, can we arrange another massage for you again, you can call me whenever you take a break and I'll do my best to relax you I say flirtatiously but Dad replies disinterestedly; - son, I have a lot to do these days, the harvest season is going on, I don't take breaks often - But dad, can I relax you a bit I think it would be good for you? - Marko, leave me alone with those faggot jokes, I have a lot to do. I just got up, put my head down and left the garage, while my father remained looking very satisfied with his words, he continued to work and I went to my room to hope for another, better opportunity. I didn't think that this between me and dad would end right away, but here we are, months have passed without anything happening, dad has returned to normal behavior towards me, without any sexy tendencies. The summer holiday finally arrived, my mom took brother to football practice at the mountain for a few days and dad and I were finally left alone. The first evening, it was immediately agreed that dad's best friend would come with his son, that they would get drunk, play poker, while I would hang around them at the table and bring them a can from the fridge whenever one of the three of them finished one. Dad's best friend is a little older than him, Aca, a man of two meters, thinner build, like a very tall man, but with a little fat on his body which makes him extremely attractive, he is built like a real serious father, he is taller than dad by about 15 centimeters . He is extremely hairy, with a huge sideburn on his head which implies that he has pure testosterone flowing through his body. I love it when Dad and him get drunk like this, rip off their shirts in the middle of a poker game and sit there sweaty, drunk and hairy, thinking about their next move and twitching their muscles all over their hairy bodies. The room is now full of tobacco smoke, Aca smokes like crazy when he drinks and there is such a reek of smoke from his cigarettes, you can feel the strength of the sweat of three grown men drinking and sweating in the room, thinking about poker. Nemanja is Aca's son, five years older than me, so he has grown up a lot and is very attractive. He is almost as tall as Aca, ultra hairy as well, only with different hair patches on his body and he is much bigger than his father, he is also a bit fat. Great physique for a 19 year old. Nemanja and I are otherwise pretty close, because I have been blowing him since I was in the fifth grade, and he was in the first grade of high school, whenever a girl teaseed him. That's how we developed our relationship, his hormones start kicking, he hits some chick up and then if he succeeds he fucks her, milks her and feeds her his seed, and if that doesn't work and the girl rejects him, he leaves me a message and sees if I want to go for a ride with him. Nemanja was a great match for me, straight huge hairy guy, with raging hormones, but he wasn't that interested in me blowing him all the time, but only when he was refused and sexually frustrated. Tonight, I guess cause of the alchocol and the stench in the room, Nemanja's cock is up at all times, he squeezes it from time to time, under the table and jerks it even more, while with his head he implies that I crouch under the table and put it in my mouth at least once. Aca and Dad don't pay attention to me, except when their can is empty, then they get angry, and I jump to the kitchen and get a new one from the fridge. Only Nemanja occasionally looks at me, while I'm sitting next to him, dad and Aca are across the huge, poker table. He squeezes my thigh and motions for me to kneel under the table. I keep looking at our fathers, pointing at them, Nemanja shrugs, it seems to me that he really doesn't care about the situation. My dad takes his phone, starts to show Aca some horrible videos, the woman in the first video is gasping like crazy and screaming with pleasure. Aca leans back and sinks his eyes into the phone, and I slowly lower myself next to my chair, and between mine and Nemanjas, I kneel next to the table, while our dads eyes were locked to the screen. I can't go all the way down, I can't be under the table, since they can step on me, so I slowly take off Nemanja's shorts and take out the swollen cock, which is so thick, tough, shaved and short. I'm traumatized by this whole situation, my dad and his dad are right across the round table, it's not that far and I'm hoping I'm below the table enough and that they're too eager to watch the footage showing each other. My thoughts go there, overthinking my position next to the table, but Nemanjas plan worked, he lured me to my knees and my lips to his cock, while my dad was a meter away from us, not knowing it was happening, as well as his dad. Nemanja never lasts long, not even now, I started to suck, once, second and third time, I sucked hard and wet, with my whole mouth engulfing his dick that started to get even more swollen, expanding at the beginning of my throat. Maybe it's because of his position or something, but my friend started to sighing intermittently and pouring thick sweetness into my mouth. I quickly sucked harder, eating all the cum, licked his dick up to clean the cock head, licked my mouth and swallowed a huge gulp of cum. I packed the dick back into his shorts, and then, Nemanja got up and went to his father and mine to also watch what was going on with their phones. I stayed on the floor, kneeling and now looking at their shorts across the table. They both have such great hairy legs, as masculine men that they are, they are deserving of me being their sex slave for both of them at the same time, or taking turns riding them while they play poker. I take a look at Nemanjas legs and feet at last. His hair is blonde and so thick, I love it, but his fathers shorts, is inviting my stare back to it, while buldging from the inside. Maybe I'm blowing them in their thoughts as well or, maybe it is the sighs of the women in the videos, but both of them have their shorts bulging up now, Acas cock throbbing to the side of his body and my dads cock bulging straight up. Those dicks look like they could tear their way to air.. oh if I could just walk up to them and get on my knees. I would feel amazing if all three of them, started dominating my small teenage body, while they are so rough and drunk. The fantasies in my head are driving me crazy, and my dick is so hard thinking about anything while looking at their hard dad cocks. All of these scenarios wouldn't be possible if only my mom was home. Everything would be different, the daddies would contain themselves playing poker and I wouldn't get a chance to be as close to their buldging shorts as I am now. Also they never behaved this way in front of their wives, they are men of village, but this is just too much, and it never happened before. I asked myself were my dad and Aca much closer before, maybe they dominated chicks together or something, since they are this comfortable with showing each other naked women getting fucked. I don't mean closer in any other way except the two ultra straight dudes, being hormonal and behaving like animals together, not towards each other. I get back up and sit in the chair, I look at their faces, no one is reacting, they don't look up, the screen is too important. Nemanja sits back next to me. He approaches my chin with his hand, wipes the remaining cum from my chin with his finger and puts it in my mouth to suck it off his finger. I start sucking on his finger hungerly. He shows me the cards after that. - I replaced everything for them... He whispers and shows me cards as if I know poker. Dads continue to watch clip by clip, enjoying themselves and occasionally squeeze each of their cocks under the table, never looking up, the pussies in the videos are locking their eyesight to their screens. - They will go crazy, and Imma win! Nemanj whispers and then raises his voice. - Let's finish this game guys, I'm falling asleep on the table man - Oh, true that, let's get this over with already Aca responds, and then moves away to sit across from Nemanja, then picks up his cards, sees that those cards are awful, and starts thinking. Dad is across the table from me. He's slumped all the way in the chair and I duck under the table to take a look at his shorts and crotch again. At this point I can not contain myself anymore, I am so scared of getting caught, but the sight of his throbbing cock won't let me not look. Plus the fact that Nemanja has just fed me his cum, made me so horny and sexually needy and frustrated. Oh, I get so lost looking at dads legs, he's so hairy, those thighs and those short cotton buldging shorts. His dick is hard, his shorts are sticking up, the head pushing the shorts up looks too fat. I return to the chair, look into my dad's eyes, his face is red, still looking at the cards. I am hoping that this is the night where everything changes, I am hoping my dad loses all his senses tonight, and just fucks me already. Is it too much to ask, to be fucked by the cock that created me? I lift my feet from under the table, carefully move them across, and place them on his lap, one on one side, the other on the other side of his crotch, leaning a little on his hairy thighs with my bare, small, smooth feet. His thigh hair tickles the bottom of my feet, but I'm holding on, I have to turn my daddy on again. I look at him as my legs now stroke up and down the sides of his erect cock, he looks quite different compared to a little while ago, he straightened up a bit and his eyebrows are down. He is mad at me for turning him on in front of his people, this dangerous situation while we're right next to his friends, he doesn't even know that I just swallowed a dick a meter away from him right at this table. He is so scared of getting caught, that he doesn't even try to move my feet away from his dick. He barely looks at me from time to time, furiously, while concentrating on our guests, checking if anyone actually knows about the foot job going on under the table. He continues sighing until the end of the game, enjoying himself, angrily, but we are interrupted by Aca who gets up, throws the cards on the table and points Nemanja, the poker winner to the door. Nemanja also gets up, and I lower my legs from my dad's cock. He gets up too. All three men look at each other's shorts and burst out laughing. All three men have a dark mark on the fabric of the shorts near the cock. Daddy's cock is fully inflated, on his blue shorts you can see a darker, almost black mark on the top of his swollen cock, must be from the foot job he has been receiving up until this moment. Uncle Aca pulls on his shirt putting it on and along the way presses his semi-erected cock a few times along the shaft, which leaves a dark mark on the light gray shorts. He smiles at me as I measure them all out and drool a little in my mouth, he seems as if he has forgotten that I am not to be flirted with. Nemanja's crotch is clearly wet, probably from the rest of the cum that leaked out after my blowjob. Uncle Aca is still smiling at me, while I alternately, mesmerized, look from my dad's cock to his and back again. They constantly laugh having their individual little shows for each other, and me especially, touching their dicks and squeezing more of liquid onto their underpants and shorts. They clearly don't consider this a gay thing, they are like bunch of drunk kids around a poker table, measuring who has a bigger one from a far, while flexing their hairy muscles and fat. - Sorry Mare, it gets like this when you hang out with drunk animals, it doesn't happen often, but we'll get you used to it in no time. Aca says to me, breaking my stare, with his mouth half open, drunk and winking at me, while they turn and leave. I stay seated, smiling cause of the attention I got from him. -Yea Marko, this is how real men hang out, but then again how would you know? Nemanja said while following his dad to the door, also winked at me, and laughed at his own joke. At least he is winking for a reason, I think to myself. My father kept giving me these terribly stern and angry looks while I was lost and moving my eyes from one dick to the other. Now he is up and going after them, even angrier at me because of their awful jokes. I'm somehow afraid of him, and at the same time I'm obsessed with him, and these thoughts are raising through my head while dad leaves after Nemanja and Aca to see them off. Finally, a moment to release some of this horny energy I gathered looking at hard cocks, so I lock myself in the bathroom. At that moment I feel very scared and burned out, my face is red and pulsating from all the shame, fear and horniness. I have no idea how dad will act when he comes back. Is he really this mad, or is it just an animal that took over the body, and now it wants to fuck me. These thoughts of dad entering me got me crazy, so I take a cream, put it on my hand and start spreading it on my hole, then pushing finger by finger inside it, regardless of the fear and anxiety, I had to feel something inside of me, I had to get fucked. All these smells from the living room, got my brain hooked on the will to smell even more, hopefully even directly from the source. I start fucking my ass, now widened with three fingers I have been pushing inside. In my thoughts the scene of uncle Aca's and dads dick popped up. I start pushing fingers inside me further, faster and harded, my thoughts raising through my head, getting me close to cumming. I froze when I heard dad stumbling back down the hall from the outside. He hits the locked bathroom door. I got scared inside, jumping from the sound, expecting dad to go directly into the living room. What is he doing here now, what does he want? Is he going to punch me or does he want to fuck me, I am so confused right now. He keeps punching the door, while I'm at the other side of it; * Open up! I stay silent pretending I am not at all a door away from my dads drunk face. * Open up pussy! He breathes in hard. * What's up now? How do you like making your father angry in front of guys? I don't respond, only stood there silently and started sweating from the pressure three fingers made deep inside me, as deep as those fingers could reach. The fear soon got the best of me, and I stopped finger fucking myself, slowly pulling my fingers out, while horniness around my body gets replaced with feelings of anxiety. I decide to start talking to dad from the other side of the door, the fear is controlling me now. * What do you need dad, I came in to shower? * Gotta take a leak man, open up He barely mouths and keeps punching the door. * Dad!? * Dad! You are scaring meee!!! Stop hitting the door please! I barely mouth, while he continues hitting. * OPEN IT OPEN UP FAGGOT, too late now. He calms down with deep breaths I hear. The punches at the door stop, and he moves away from the doorstep. The anxiety at this moment is crushing my stomach while I hear him walking around the house. Is he gonna push inside and beat the hell out of me? He went into his room, and I could hear things moving there, he must be looking for something. He then slowly and drunkenly came back to the door. I look at the door carefully. The key on my side starts going out and falls to the ground, pushed by a master key from the other side. Dad is unlocking the door, and immediately starts pushing it while my whole body stays holding the door back, stopping it from opening. Dad laughs from the other side. * You can't be serious! You want me to piss over here huh? He says, still laughing and sounding even drunker than before. His tone changed though, he doesn't sound mad anymore, but drunk, helpless. He pushes the door hard this time, and pushes me with it, trapping me for a moment behind, while he was passing through. He runs to the toilet and pushes his shorts down, it falls to the ground. I got myself out from behind the door, and got to the doorstep. Before even turning back I heard the piss that started hitting everywhere, as always aiming for the center where water is, I guess. He was shooting literally everywhere though, making a short melody, while hitting across the tiles, catching a small portion of the bath, with a different sound and finally reaching the toilet and his target. The water. I look back at him. He looks so incapable at the moment, leaned on the wall next to him, trying to hold onto the cock shooting beautiful strong splash of yellow piss. He was pissing for a while, and I was looking at that cockhead and the splash constantly leaving it. I watched as it weakened, and as dad pushed his cock downward, the last drops fell onto the ground, and when he shook his cock, a few drops flew across the bathroom. He pulled his shorts back up, and approached me. He held onto the sink and showed me his foot. It had a few drops of liquid on his toes and I guess it was piss. * Lick it. I kneel down. * Okay daddy. * Don't motherfucking daddy me! After cleaning that foot, there is some piss on the tiles as well. I took a hold of the foot with both hands and sucked on his wet toes. The smell down there was bad, but the taste.. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me. My dad just accidentally pissed on himself, then asked me to clean him. This is a dream come true. He pushes my hands with his foot, and leaves my mouth. * I'll be waiting in my room. He says and leaves me. I eagerly clean the tiles with the toilet paper and run to his room to get more punished. He was standing there naked, I saw his back, while his arms were in front of him, doing something with his dick. He struggled a bit, but I just stood at the doorstep, looking at his strong back, his beautiful hairy ass, and fat thighs. * Dad do you need some help with that? I asked, laughing silently. He turned to face me, slowly making his way towards the door. I looked at his dick approaching. He was as hard as a rock, his dick was pointing towards me, and it was wrapped up in a condom. I asked myself why would he put a condom on, isn't that what people do when they don't want to get pregnant, and I can't get pregnant lol. He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me onto the bed, head down, ass up. Pulled my shorts down exposing my smooth little ass and hungry hole. I barely got my head up to ask, while smiling: * Why did you put a condom on dad, I can really get pregnant. * I ain't gonna fuck no faggot raw, waste my cum on little hungry faggot. He pushes my head back down, facing the bed. * Now daddy is gonna show you how faggots are treated by us strong men, and then you can decide will you show your faggotries again in front of my mates! He said the last sentence through his teeth. He held my head down with a right hand, kneeling next to me, resting his dick on my back. He then spat into his left arm and started spreading it across my hole. He started pushing inside me with one finger, but two of his fingers easily fell in. He sighs and pants hornyly but looks at me with disappointment in his eyes. His fingers leave me and he goes to kneel behind me. He pushes his hard cock into me and the tip instantly pops my pussy lips. He doesn't stop until he is as deeply inside me as he can go. He thrusts and hits the end of my ass. After my dad went into my hole with the tip it was okay, anything after that was as painful as it can get. I was screaming into the bed, and dad was holding me down, pushing the limit deep inside me. * You'll get used to it, shut up! He said that and his hand stopped holding my face pushed down. I stopped screaming, moved my face to the right so I can look back at my dad while he is inside of me. After a few moments the amounts of pain left turned into the best feeling in the world. I finally felt while with my dad deep inside me. * Faggot whore, daddy is gonna fuck you like a pig, just the way you deserve! He then put both his hands behind his head, and slowly risen his leg up from kneeling down, above my ass and placing it on my cheek that was exposed. He was as deep inside as he can be, held that position and pushed the end of my asshole even deeper if that is even possible. When his foot was on my face, he started moving his hips back a bit, and then thrusting again hard and deep. He then started fucking me like this. His foot was standing on my face, my eyes were lock onto his face and armpit that he was showing. He pressed my cheek a little, but while pounding me he was pressing my whole face with his toes, whenever he can pushing those toes into my mouth from the side. He was gasping for air, painting, shaking and sweating while pounding me hard. He made ugly faces while fucking me, his tongue was going in and out, up and down, and his eyes were rolling, his cheeks smiling and he was constantly flexing his biceps. All that while pushing his toes into my cheek, standing a bit hard on my head. But I was in heaven, I literally manipulated dad while he is drunk, to actually turn me into his faggot slave whore. His eyes rolled up and he stopped breathing for a moment. His pace was slow but hard, strong and as deep as it goes. I felt his cock pulsing inside of me. Did I just make my father cum inside of me? His foot was pressed hard against my whole face, so I couldn't watch him while he was shooting. At the end of his shaking and standing on my face hard, I heard him exhale deeply. He pulled his cock out of me. * Leave! Leave now faggot! I was blinking hard at his words, and ran across the hall into my room. I heard him just fall onto the bed, and I didn't hear him move since. I just sat at the bottom of my closed door. After 20 minutes or so, I sneaked back into his room, as quietly as I could. My hearing was right, he was sleeping there, on his back, his dick exposed and still had a condom full of cum on it. I approach dad sleeping body, kneeling on the bed next to him. My face and hands went straight to the cock that was inside me up until a few moments before. He was half hard now, and the condom was rolled all across his length. I slowly started rolling the condom upward, while holding the side of his veiny cock, and the cum spilled across his cock and went into his pubic hair. He was sleeping breathing hard, so I just took his cock in my mouth swallowing the whole length immediately to clean all of his jizz. When I sucked on it a few times, it immediately started getting hard again, but I had a more important call. I held his cock up, and started licking and sucking on the thick curly hair above it. I sucked all the salty and sour cum I could find inside of his bush. He started wiggling a bit, and moved his arms, so I quickly ran to my room, mouth full of the salty jizz I sucked from his hair. I touched my dick and it exploded immediately so I swallowed the remaining cum, enjoying all the tastes and smells it brings. I fell asleep in five minutes, not even cleaning myself. Feel free to let me know how you felt through this chapter. How many times have you cum? Write to me asia.the.serpent@gmail.com