Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2015 19:11:14 -0500 From: Bob Roberts Subject: Two Dads and Their Son, Part IV This story is total fiction, loosely inspired by bits of real events that have happened in my life. It involves a 12-year-old willingly initiating sex with his two dads. If that bothers you, or if you should not be reading this for any reason, please stop. And if you're someone who thinks about taking advantage of immature and unwilling minors, please rethink that. We weren't put here to hurt other people. And please remember that nifty needs your support to keep offering free hot porn. :) http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments are definitely welcomed - bobroberts0009@gmail.com Part IV: Understandably, we all finished our errands in record speed. I got the groceries, stocked up on smokes, and then started paying bills. Steve and Rob did a few chores around the house and then headed out for haircuts. I beat my guys home. When I heard Steve's car, I moved to the window to check out the haircuts as the guys came in. Goddamn! Matching buzzcuts, both of them looking like total studs. Steve's cut was accentuated by a thick reddish blonde stubble, even though he'd just shaved a few hours before. Rob and Steve were talking and laughing and flirting, oblivious to my watching eyes. Rob was wearing one of Steve's G-Shocks, turning me on even more. I heard a joint "We're home Bob/Dad" as they came in the door. By the time I made it around to greet them, they were already in each other's arms. Furiously kissing, hands in each other's pants and shirts. I just stood back and watched the white-hot dad/son show. Their making out continued for another minute or two, shoving each other into the walls with lips and bodies united tight. Steve then broke the kiss and pushed Rob around to face the wall. So horned up he couldn't even make it five feet into the house, Steve was ready to take the remainder of our boy's virginity NOW. Slamming Rob's pants down to his knees, Steve dropped load after load of spit into his hand and then rubbed it onto his fat cock and our son's hole. "That's it, kid," he panted, "I'm going in there." Rob had to be nervous but he masked it well. "I'm ready, Dad. Just go easy." I still stood back, slowly rubbing my own hard meat. Very slowly, in fact. My next load wasn't going anywhere until I had the chance to deposit it deep in that tight little 12-year-old ass. Steve gently massaged the door to our kid's fuckchute while gliding his thick rod up and down Rob's crack. He then teased the boy's hole with his monster of a mushroom head, just barely breaking through but going slightly further with each soft thrust. Rob tensed and gasped at every deepening intrusion. Soon Steve's whole head, and probably an inch of his shaft, had made its way inside. Embracing our boy tightly but lovingly, Steve gently drove his cock in and out, progressing gradually deeper with each thrust. Rob and I jacked our cocks in unison, each of us getting off in our own way on Steve's boyfucking. Rob's grimaces and panting showed both his pleasure and his determination to hide any discomfort that he was still feeling. Steve's grasp on our boy intensified, as did his plunging into the tight virgin hole. Then with one hard thrust the fat dadcock went balls-deep into its target, sending both sets of eyes rolling back in their heads. How Steve had lasted that long without cumming, his cock wrapped tightly by a 12-year-old's unfucked ass - I have no idea. But the familiar look on Steve's face told me things weren't going to last much longer. I've been fucked by the man enough times to know when a big load is getting ready to blow. Sure enough, I then heard Steve apologetically whisper, "Sorry, kid, I love you but I've been as gentle as I can be." He dropped his tight grasp down to Rob's hips, holding on as he furiously deepfucked our boy - pulling almost all the way out and then driving his pole deep back into the tight boyrectum, over and over again. From my angle, and with their fresh buzzcuts, it looked like a sergeant breeding the hell out of a very young private. Rob, face pressed against the wall, looked back at me. I stopped my jacking long enough to give him a thumbs up. The hungry smile I got in return, naughty and innocent all-in-one, was almost enough to pull my raging load out of me before I was ready. Steve's moans rose and rose as he bred our boy rougher than either of us had intended to do. "Fuck, boy, goddamn fuckin ... AAAAUUUGGGHHH." Load after load of dad semen drilled in deep. Steve's full weight fell onto the boy when the spurts of cum finally stopped. Rob's still a newbie to fucking, but he knew when Steve was done. Rob squirmed his ass free of the dadcock that had just roughfucked away the last of his virginity. Turning, he grabbed Steve's arm and pulled him into the next room. "Alright, Dad, you got what you want. My turn now!" Rob pushed Steve over the arm of the couch and madly lubed up his own boycock with spit just like he'd seen his dad do. With no hesitation at all, Rob planted his 4.5 inches fully into the ass of the man who'd just bred him. Holding down Steve's back with one arm, our fuckstud furiously revenge-bred his father. The kid's freshly-buzzed head was flushed with whatever blood wasn't filling up his boypole. "You think you were rough, Dad - check this out!" Rob fuckin SLAMMED his cock in an out of Steve's hole, clearly proud of himself for taking a cock but now happy to be back in what was obviously his preferred role - an aggressive, relentless, 12-year-old top. "THIS is what hard fucking feels like, Dad! Gonna make you think twice about doing me that hard next time!" The show was both hot as hell and a bit funny. Rob clearly didn't realize that his thin 4.5" meat didn't hurt nearly as bad as Steve much thicker cock with its enormous mushroom head. Still, the self-confidence coming out of our dadfucker was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen. I continued softly handling my own cock, patiently waiting my turn and firing up a Marlboro as I stroked. Rob, still furiously plowing his revenge fuck as far and hard into his dad as possible, heard the click of the lighter and motioned for me to share. I walked over directly behind my son and grabbed his hips, gliding my dick up and down his asscrack in rhythm with his own increasing fuck speed. I reached around and placed the Marlboro between my son's lips, sending him over the edge. "Oh, goddamn! Oh, goddamn!!," Rob spat out through thick clouds of smoke. "You got a man fuckin you, Dad. You feel that? That's a man fuckin you, Dad!!! Here it fuckin comes, man. Here's what you get for doing me that rough. This fuckin cumload ... AAAAAAW FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!" Proudly I watched my son's thin, tense frame release yet another cumload. I held him as what must have been six or more spurts exploded from his tiny nuts. When finally spent, Rob collapsed onto Steve just as Steve had done to him, driving his cock balls-deep to feel the tight afterglow of his dad's ass. I reached back around my kid, taking the Marlboro from his lips and returning it to my own. I looked down at his small, soft, freshly-fucked ass and found my hard-on pointing to exactly the same place. Some of Steve's seed was visible around Rob's asshole, but I knew most of it was still inside. "Good," I thought, "that little hole is well-lubed and it's gonna need it." I made that kid and, truth be told, I'd been waiting years to fuck him. It's time, and I'm going in. To be continued ...