Date: Sat, 24 Apr 2021 13:48:43 -0400 From: Rod Rey Subject: The Men of the Franco Family 7 After another good time with the family (and more Italian chatter I could never understand), it was time for bed. I lay naked on the guest bed, the light off and the fan on. God, what a hot night. Since tomorrow was Monday, I hoped the A/C would've been repaired by then. Dad had yet to return from the bathroom, and I waited and waited. I was getting hornier, wishing for a repeat of last night. Who cared if we didn't take it to the next level yet? There was no rush since getting off with dirty talk was fun. Sick dad, huh? More brothers? I still couldn't believe it, and the fact that he fucked some of them was even more shocking. But I'd meet them someday. The anxiety and anticipation combined hit me harder than my dick was. Would I ever have sex with them? Would I be a top or a bottom? Or versatile? Being a virgin sucked because I wanted experience, but I was also nervous about getting fucked. I'd read it could hurt the first time, especially with bigger sizes. Given Dad's size, would I even be able to take it? I was tight! After about a half hour, I was bummed and sexually frustrated. And where was Tuonco anyway? Weren't we supposed to fuck? He'd been horny and had flirted with me in secret the rest of the day. That hot twink ass was begging to be used. And my hard, leaking dick was begging to be used too. I sighed and got up from the bed. Why was Dad taking long? I put on some shorts without underwear on after barely finding them through the moonlit guestroom. Even though the hallway was pitch-dark, I wanted to be safe. I opened the door and stepped into the hallway, and I heard some strange noises coming from my bedroom just feet away. I sneaked closer to the door, and my eyes bulged. Italian words in the horniest of soft tones filled my ears. Tuonco? My dick rose even more erect than ever with a profusion of precum. I heard someone grunting, but I couldn't tell who it was. All I knew was that there were more than two of them going at it. More Italian, a deeper and commanding tone. Uncle? I could've sworn I'd heard the word "grandfather" in there. Was my own grandpa involved too? It definitely sounded like more than two people. I found myself sliding my hand inside my wet shorts, stroking my dick to the incestuous sounds of pure fucking. I closed my eyes, envisioning myself in there, enjoying the view of Tuonco getting pounded. The hard thwacks let me know just how used he was being. Both holes. "Enjoying yourself, Dario?" I almost jumped, my heart pounding as hard as the fucking in my room. I stopped jerking off and froze, my eyes wider. Dad wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck while grinding my ass with his erection. He nibbled my earlobe and whispered, "I fucked Tuonco real good, and I'm horny again." I breathed harder, my horniness increasing. "Now be a good son and taste your cousin's slutty ass on my big dick." Oh, shit... "It's clean, don't worry. Come on. Do it." Fuck, I was so close. Strings of precum stuck on my upper leg. I swallowed, my heart rate speeding up again. I found myself turning around and kissing Dad's lips. The slightest smell of ass on his face intoxicated me, probably Tuonco's. Dad broke the kiss. "Suck my dick." His tone was full of so much carnal hunger. Fucking Tuonco hadn't been enough; Dad wanted to fuck my mouth too. My first blowjob. I was so turned on that I could barely think, and I wasted no time kneeling in front of Dad. I inhaled the strong musk, the raw scent of man with just a hint of soap from his shower moments ago. My breathing was out of control. I was could easily pass out from the realization of me being on the verge of sucking my own dad's dick, the nervousness from my total lack of experience, and the horny anticipation from my fantasies coming true. I brought my lips close to Dad's big dick and licked the leaking head. Salty precum stuck onto my lips, and I licked it off. I wasn't just tasting my own father; I was connecting with the hard member that had spat me to life from sperm to man. My creator. I slowly swirled my tongue around the slit. Dad's horny puffs, combined with the ongoing sexual sounds from my room, boosted my hormones. Fuck. I was so close I couldn't even hold it anymore. I stuffed his dick inside my mouth and sucked as best as I could, my insides melting from the taste and act. This was too much, too surreal. I couldn't...I couldn't edge any longer. Grunting with a mouthful, I shot so hard on the carpeted floor that I was almost knocked out. I stopped sucking and caught my breath. "Very disappointed, son." Huh? I lowered my eyebrows and looked up at him, even though I couldn't see his face in the dark. "Did I do something?" "You came too fast. We need to work on that." "Oh. I'm, I'm sorry, Dad." "Get up." Was he mad? I obeyed, frowning. Upsetting Dad was the last thing I wanted. I'd been so horny that it'd been impossible to control the urge. But his bear hug and kisses told me he wasn't mad. "Did you enjoy yourself? You like the taste?" "Yeah." "Good. Ignore the others and get back to bed. The repairman will be here early tomorrow. And your sister's pussy needs Daddy's attention right now." My jaw nearly dropped. "Oh..." "Goodnight." Dad walked away, probably meeting her downstairs. Damn. If only I were in her place right now. Because I was horny all over again. ***INFO*** More by Rod Rey: https://rodreywriter.wordpress.com (c) 2021, Rod Rey. All Rights Reserved. Please donate to help keep Nifty alive!