Date: Mon, 8 Jan 2024 13:07:35 -0800 From: Da So Subject: Vegas Spa with Son: Back from Vegas Pt 20 This is a story about father-sons incest situations. This story is pure fantasy. This story is not meant to offend, if so, please move along. If you like my stories so far, feel free to reach out (dad.s.taboo@gmail.com) and let me know if I got you hard! Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ Josh heads upstairs and I'm just standing in my kitchen with cum pouring down my leg. I reach for a kitchen towel but then I just try to scoop up as much cum as my hand can grab and just shove it back into my mouth. I savor the flavor of my son's cum but also realize that it's also my time to call it a night. I grab some paper towels instead of a kitchen towel so I can just wipe away the evidence and simply just throw it away. I head up to bed knowing that I'm about to have a great fucking sleep. Tomorrow comes and the whole family is bustling about the kitchen. Everyone is speaking about their day's agendas while I am just sitting here drinking coffee and thinking to myself, "I don't have shit to do today, ha-ha." The whole family realizes that everyone will be out the whole day and that I will be left to my own devices. They look at me collectively and assure me that I will be ok, all alone for hours. I laugh to myself and just think "little do they know." The last of the family disappeared and now it's showtime. I have a whole bottle of whisky and a fucking pool begging my name. What's the saying..." Suns out, buns out?" Yeah, I'm skinny dipping and lying naked. None of these bitches can possibly come home early and even if they do, I've timed it for MY time to not be interrupted. I obviously have a swimsuit next to me, just in case. I also know my fly of a brother is buzzing around but also could not be here during my alone time given his conference. I grab my bottle of whisky, put it next to my pool chair, grab my ashtray and pull out an amazing Cuban cigar. I get to that area and then fire up the grill for when I decide to barbecue some nonsense. I don't know -- maybe some triple cheeseburger action or some ribs? Who knows? It's just me!!! I slip into the pool and fuck it feels amazing that I am naked, and my balls and dick are just swinging back and forth in the water. This is just so fucking relaxing. Of course, I swing by the pool jets and place my asshole against them, fuck that feels so good, why don't I do this more often? I spend the amount of pool time needed and then I resort to my chair to have some whisky, a cigar, and some sun. Fuck this feels so good! After a time of being so comfortable and so warm, it's time to reapply some lotion. I'm feeling myself a bit, so the lotion gets a bit more applied to my cock and I just start rubbing that shit along my shaft. I close my eyes and just enjoy the warmth across my body while my hand slowly jerks my well lotioned up cock. Given how lubed up my body is, I start to massage my hole. One hand on my cock and the other slowly slipping fingers into my hole. Ugh I am in pure ecstasy right now and completely losing myself in the situation. Suddenly, I now have to piss, and I just think to myself, who the fuck cares, your naked, piss all over yourself. With a hand on my dick and 2 fingers now in my hole, I just start pissing all over my body, sometimes getting inside my mouth. I swallow my piss and then immediately hear an excited "OH" from somewhere outside. I immediately grab my towel and cover myself up but literally there is no one in sight. Honestly the only person that could have seen me is Mr. Townsend but he barely ever leaves his house. His wife passed 2 years ago, and we haven't really seen him even after numerous attempts. Obviously, we see him while taking out the trash on Tuesdays or him getting the mail but that's basically about it. I dismiss the whole thing, jump in the pool to get all my piss off and just start soaking up the sun and the water. I know the whole family will be home in a couple of hours, so I decided to head into the garage and see what's in the freezer for me to BBQ tonight. While in there, I get startled by a rat running around and knocking into some storage boxes. A couple boxes fall over -- Christmas, kitchen, office and then one named pineapple. Pineapple was our code word for our early swinger past. This was way before the kids were born when my wife and I were a lot more adventurous. We obviously got a lot older, had kids and had to put that life behind us. We used to have other couples over our house and at times this garage served as the "backroom" even though the whole place was used, especially the pool. The random shit in this box is amazing: toys, restraints, candles, panties, and a couple of slings. I thought to myself, fuck, I haven't been in a sling in forever. I looked up at the roof of the garage and we still had the hooks up there, they were just now occupied by bikes. I took down the bikes and set the sling back up. I just keep laughing about the nonsense that happened in this garage and in this sling. I drop my towel and get into the sling for old times sake, I restrain one of my legs and one of my hands. All of the memories come flooding back -- how I fucked my wife in this sling, how strangers fucked my wife while I licked her pussy and their cocks entering her and how I was in this sling, and I had guys and girls eat my hole and slurp on my cock. Everything was ok when it's a swingers party -- no holds barred, or no holes barred. I'm now super hard again with all of this and decide to start to jerk myself off while in the sling when suddenly a short knock and immediate opening of the side garage door happens. I immediately hear, "Hey Jared, it's Roy from next door." I frantically try to get out of the restraints before he opens the door, but my hand restraint is a bit stuck and basically so am I! Me: Holy shit Roy, I'm so sorry for you to find me this way. I was looking through some old garage shit and got caught up literally in the past. If you can pass me that towel on the floor over there, I can cover up. I'm so sorry just to be exposing myself this way. Roy: Oh no worries and you don't need the towel, Jared. I'm fine with the view. Me: What? Roy: I watched you jerk off today next to the pool and I know you also jammed some fingers up that hole of yours. Me: What the fuck? Roy: I'm sorry, do you not think that I look out my window sometimes? Your home is not as privacy protected as you may think. Maybe you should be more careful about what you do with your sons while outdoors, you fucking perv! Me: No seriously Roy, what the fuck are you talking about? Roy: You know what the fuck I am talking about but now its your turn since your hole is just staring at me and you are rock fucking hard. Roy saddles up to me since my hole is wide open given me fingering myself with lotion earlier. He drops his pants and this massive 8 in cock gets whipped out. I start wriggling around and frantically trying to undo the restraint. He holds my arm down and then puts his fingers in my mouth to shut me up while he slowly inserts himself inside me. I start to moan while I feel his cock inside me, drop my hand in resistance and give in to this hot situation but honestly, I have no idea of what's come over my fucking neighbor, Mr. Townsend. Roy grabs the sling chains and starts to pound the fuck out of my hole. Roy starts grunting out loud, "You think you can just fuck around with your sons and then jerk off and finger yourself in front of my home without repercussions, you fucking whore? You are getting this fucking load.... right......fucking.....now......ugh.....ugh, fuck yeah take that cum bitch!" Roy pulls out of me and the cum just comes pouring out of my hole. He zips up and just leaves me there in my garage. He walks out of the garage, and I hear him speaking to someone. Moments later my fucking brother walks in, sees me still in the sling and bitchingly says, "He told me you were a fucking whore and now there is literal cum dripping from your hole. Did you also piss all over yourself today? Seriously, hot widow Mr. Townsend? Fuck, I thought I was bad." Me: I can't get out of these restraints so please get me the fuck out of here now, you fucking asshole! Paul: Why in the hell would I do that? There is a pre-lubed hole dripping with cum in front of me, begging to be filled again! And you are still hard! Did Roy not get you off? What a selfish fucking top, ha-ha! Me: Paul, c'mon, be fucking serious and just get my hand out of this restraint! Paul walks over to me and starts to make believe he is helping me get out of the restraint when he is actually undoing his belt and pulling his cock out. He then kneels and shoves his mouth and tongue into my cum filled hole. He laps up as much cum as he can and then immediately leans over me and shoves his tongue into my mouth. We start aggressively making out while he slowly starts to push his dick into my hole. I gasp when he is all the way in, and Paul starts to pick up the pace of fucking me. Paul leans back and starts using my hard cock as a handle to pull me back and forth while driving his cock deeper in me. He also starts to feverishly jerk my cock, knowing that I have a load coming soon after getting railed by Roy. Paul: Fuck, your hole is so fucking wet, it feels so fucking great in there! Roy fucking filled you the fuck up! I don't think I can last that much longer. Me: Fuck Paul, I'm getting so fucking close. Keep fucking me, oh your dick feels so fucking good! Fucking breed me, breed your fucking brother! Paul quickly takes his shirt off and leans back onto me, rubbing his hairy stomach against my cock while shoving his tongue in my mouth again. Paul: Fuck bro, I'm going to shoot, fuck, here it comes, here it fucking comes! Me: Holy shit, me too, fuck, ugh, fuck......ugh! Paul collapses even more on top of me and it's just so hot feeling all his weight. We are both saturated with my load and the warmth of my cum between us somehow makes this hotter. We catch our breath, Paul undoes my restraint and grabs my towel from the floor, wipes my cum off his chest and stomach and then throws the towel to me. Paul starts getting dressed while I use my towel to wipe my cum from my stomach as well as Roy and Pauls' cum in my ass and on the floor. Then I hear from a distance, "Hey Dad, you in the garage?" and my stomach immediately drops. To be continued.....