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After the poll I posted asking all of you if Trans posts should be allowed, the majority of you said that it should. Now there were plenty that said that they did not want it allowed, and that's fine and also plenty that said yes, but it should be flaired as such.

The decision I have made is to ALLOW trans posts, ONLY F2M.

Part of this is the new flair we have! ALL Posts must be properly flaired. If you are posting stories, you will notice that they are split into true story and fiction and are different colours. Trans posts are their own colour. This should help differentiate and cause no issues. If you don't like trans stories, you will easily see the flair and you can avoid.

Also, the rules have been slightly tweaked and some even condensed a bit.

I hope this is more comprehensive now, and I thank all of you for making this the great sub that it is!

We've had a bit of a cleanup in this sub and as such, the Mods are setting this sub's posts to hold ALL for moderation.

So, don't be worried if you don't see your posts immediately. If they follow the rules, they will be allowed in. This simply is the only way we can keep this sub alive and not get banned.

Thanks all.

The sun peaked in through the curtain, a golden ray of light shooting right over my eyes. I gasped as they burned, clenching them shut again and rubbing them with the back of my fists. My body stretched out, legs extending down the bed, toes splaying out as my feet shook. I grunted hard, then lifted my arms up and over my body.

I slept really good. Too good. I wonder why…

My eyes darted open and I sat up. I wasn’t in my own bed but in Kyle’s, totally alone. It was Sunday morning, and the night before suddenly rushed at me like a rogue freight train.

Why does it feel like you’re breaking up with me?

Then, later…

…this might have been our last time.

Stomach pains slammed in my gut and I nearly doubled over. Tears stained the hills of my cheeks and I tried to stand to my feet. The room was empty, save for myself. Emotions rippled out of my body in heavy waves, a deadly tsunami ready and willing to take me out. My hands shook as I steadied myself, then reached out to grab my phone. Beneath it was a paper folded up, my name scribbled across it in Kyle’s signature chicken scratch.

I checked the time. His plane’s take off was at 7am. It was now after eight. I cried even harder as I picked up the note left behind.

Maxxie Boy

Thank you for an incredible night. I’ll respect your decision and expect nothing else from here on out. But know that I love you more than anything, and I will never leave you. Once I land I’ll message you. Promise.

Love, Ky.

I fell out of bed, slipping down onto the floor. My eyes flooded, staining his carpet. I stayed behind because Kyle asked me to, one last time. He must have snuck out without disturbing me, slipping away like a whisper on the wind. Normally I’d be at church with our parents but he must have covered for me. Probably told him we were making the most of our last night together playing video games, to just let me sleep until I was ready to wake up.

Kyle took care of me.

I laid there for a while, weeping, allowing time to pass me by before gaining the energy to sit back up. I wiped my swollen, bloodshot eyes and checked my phone. No messages from Kyle. Mom letting me know they were going out with friends after church and not to expect them. Luis wishing me a good morning and asking if I was okay. I never replied to him last night.

I had no desire to reply to him this morning, either.

I push myself to my feet and make my way out of Kyle’s room. I start the typical morning routine: Piss, brush teeth, try to make sense of my mangled hair. Then I tiptoe out and down the hall. For a moment I contemplate going back to bed but then I hear something…

The sound of footsteps? Who could be here?

I walk quietly down the stairs, expecting to see Luis standing in the front room. He had a key to the house and sometimes showed up unannounced. I rubbed my eyes, smelling faint cologne, knowing damn well it was him waiting for me. I sighed, stepping down onto the ground floor. “Hey, baby,” I said, then stopped.

My blue eyes met a pair of dark gray eyes, a stormy gaze. They widened, and I took off across the living room, leaping into the air. Kyle caught me perfectly, pulling me in close as we held each other. “You’ve been crying, you big baby,” he said, ruffling my hair. “You miss me that bad?”

I didn’t say anything, just fell down to my feet still holding on to him. I couldn’t believe he was still here! I worried something might have happened, and before I could ask Kyle ran his fingers down the side of my cheek. “My plane takes off at seven in the afternoon! I made a mistake.”

“So you’re still leaving then?” I asked quietly, hanging my head low.

I could hear the frown in Kyle’s voice when he replied, “Yea, unfortunately. But, Max, I want to talk to you about something.” He held my hand like we were lovers again and lead me to the couch. We sat down, side by side, and Kyle turned towards me. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to do more than just speak, could literally feel the electric energy bouncing off of his skin and radiating onto me. I wanted to lean forward and kiss him but held back. Held back and just listened.

Kyle took a deep breath. “I leave tonight, it’s the middle of March, but we’re so close to the end. The first week of May is finals, I’m going to be pushing hard to make sure I end the year off on a good note. Then, I fly back here for the summer until August. But, Max,” he reached out, taking my hand in his again. His fingers fluttered ever so gently over the back of my hand, lacing with my own. His eyes completely locked with mine. “I know you’ve applied for schools around here but please consider applying to mine. I know it’s far away and that would be uncomfortable for you, but you will have me! I’ll be there every step of the way to take care of you. I— I don’t want to lose you again.”

He gripped my hand even tighter, and his eyes grew heavy. I could tell he was fighting back emotions.

“I love my school. I love my friends, the campus, everything, I really feel like I belong there. But…” he shook his head and looked away. “I will give it all up and transfer here, if I need to. I don’t want to be away from you like this ever again. I will sacrifice my life in order to be in close proximity to you. Unless, you don’t want me anymore.” The last sentence might have been a guilt tactic, but I held on to his every word anyway. Kyle took great care of me, wonderful even, but he knew exactly what to say to get me to do what he wanted.

I weighed the options before me. My lips parted, my eyes swelling up with tears again. I could feel my phone burn beside me on the couch, the unread and unanswered messages from Luis screaming at me to reply. “What about my boyfriend?” I asked him.

“Bring him,” he said quickly, anticipating my question. “See if he will apply as well. It’s a great school with an amazing LGBT culture, you two will be more than accepted and safe there.” He held my hand even tighter, looking me deep within my eyes.

I held his gaze for a while longer then broke it, pulling my hand from his and looking away. “Kyle, I’ll think about it. This is a lot right now.”

Kyle’s hand gripped my thigh and he sighed, sounding defeated. “Think it over, give it a chance. If you don’t want to go then I’ll transfer here. I’ll come back home.”

“You don’t have to do that. We will survive the distance,” I reminded him quietly.

He squeezed my thigh. “Don’t say that, Max. Please.”

“Kyle,” I began, my lip quivering uncontrollably. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him again. My stomach was twisted into knots; I felt like I could throw up. He was asking a lot of me, I know. I’d already been accepted to schools nearby so that Luis and I didn’t have to lose each other like I had to lose Kyle. “I’m not going to ask you to give up your life, Kyle. I’ll think it over, and if I choose to stay here then you have to accept that. You will go back in the fall, no questions asked.”

He gave my thigh a harder squeeze, and I could hear him sigh in an annoyed kind of way. He let go of my thigh and leaned forward on the couch, and with a loud thud his fist collided with the wooden table before him. “FUCK!” he yelled, and I jumped beside him. He’s been angry before, we all have, but I’ve never seen him punch something before. “Sorry,” he said after a few heavy breaths, and he slouched down into the corner of the couch. “I’m not stupid,” he said, clearly annoyed. “I can tell you’ve been bawling your eyes out after finding me gone. Clearly you don’t want this, either, why do you keep pushing me away?”

“I have to protect myself, Kyle,” I said in defense. “What if I agree, what if I go out of my way to apply and get accepted and you just leave me like you did before? I’m scared as fuck. My heart can only take so much.”

Kyle shoved himself to his feet. He began to pace the living room floor. I watched him, my eyebrows furrowed in annoyance, arms crossed. Maybe I was being unreasonable, maybe too harsh. But the move he took initially was hard, and distancing himself to the point where we didn’t text for weeks at a time was harder. It felt less like my brother went to university and more like he abandoned me.

Then he stopped and turned to face me. “Max,” he said, his eyes darting back and forth, trying to find the words. “I need you to understand.” He made his way back to the couch, sitting down beside me. “All our lives have been about you and I, you and I, you and I. University was our chance to discover ourselves, without being attached to the hip. I know it sounds stupid and selfish but I needed it. We needed it. You’d have never found Luis if not for me leaving.”

“Am I supposed to thank you for that?” I said, my voice seething with attitude.

Kyle shook his head and sighed. “Forget it, forget I brought it up. Forget I asked. You shouldn’t have come to my room last night. You should have just kept your distance like you’ve done all week.” He pushed himself to his feet again.

His words hit me like bullets, square in my chest. They hurt, really badly. I felt like he was ripping my heart out. I sucked in a breath, and in a rush of air blurted out, “Well, you shouldn’t have taken my virginity in the first place! This is your fault, Kyle, not mine.”

“Oh, trust me,” he said. I tried to fling a dagger his way but Kyle was always one step ahead of me. He snatched the blade mid-air and sent it back my way. “Trust me, Maxxie Boy, I regret it.”

My jaw dropped. I sat on the edge of the couch, ready to stand on my feet and battle him but the blade he threw buried itself deep within my chest. He had taken it and twisted it, snapping bone and tearing muscle, ripping my heart to shreds. I shrunk back into the couch, allowing the overly soft cushions to wrap around me like a tight hug.

Kyle spend across the living room, nearly diving into the couch next to me. He grabbed either side of my face, and it was only then from his touch did I realize I was crying. No, not cry. Absolutely bawling my eyes out. “Max, I’m so sorry,” he said feverishly, wiping the tears off my face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. It was just a stupid fight.”

I pushed him away, but Kyle remained. “Get off of me,” I spat through gritted teeth and shoved again. Kyle’s arms slipped around me. He pulled me into his chest, hugging me tight. I still pushed against him, trying to get away. Wherever my hands could land I threw fists, struggling to release myself. “Kyle,” I said, pushing back, but he was much stronger than I. I opened my eyes to see the stain of tears against his shirt. “Let. Me. Go!”

“I’ll never let you go,” he said gently, and he lifted me up. Our lips met, and instead of struggling I immediately melted. My body softened, relaxed in his arms. The kiss was tender, deliberately slow. We started with tiny pecks, then deepened in a swirl of tongues as we tasted each other’s mouths. I could taste the cup of coffee on Kyle’s lips he must have had, I don’t know how he can drink his coffee black but he’d always had. His hands races up and down my back, and he moaned into the kiss, deepening it further, a slow cascading dance turning more feral by the second.

“Never?” I asked when he broke the kiss.

His eyes met mine, and he smiled softly. He wiped my soaked cheeks, his fingers wet and glittering in the morning sunlight. “Never, Maxxie Boy. I love you, a lot. I’m sorry I’ve been a terrible brother. I’m not going to get your hopes up again, I really want to make this work.”

“But how can we?” I asked, sinking into him, allowing him to hold me like he’s always wanted. “This…isn’t right.”

“I know we can never be more than brothers but that doesn’t mean I stop trying,” he said in return, running his fingers through my hair. “And maybe one day you and I will realize that this isn’t for us, or cave to society and end it all, but until then we’ll figure it out.”

“And what about Luis?” I ask quietly, my voice shy and broken and ashamed.

Kyle sighed. “You can keep Luis, I won’t take him from you. I know you love him. We’ll just have to keep ourselves as our secret.” I didn’t fancy the idea of cheating on Luis with Kyle, but he and I were in too deep now.

“Do you regret it?” I asked after a moment of silence.

Kyle shook his head. “I’d have only regretted it if you’d said no and not consented—what are you doing?”

I’d slipped out of Kyle’s arms. Hearing his words, feeling his desire for me, everything ignites a warmth in me that I couldn’t suppress. I fell on the floor, still in my t-shirt and undies, kneeling right between Kyle’s legs. I reached up and began unbuckling his belt. “Maxxie, you don’t have to,” he said, then sighed when I unclasped his jeans. The sound of his zipper followed, then I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and underwear beneath and tugged. Kyle lifted his lap and allowed me to undress him. He was still soft, resting easy against his balls. I knelt further down to take off his shoes and toss the aside, and in the very next moment his jeans and undies were thrown into a crumpled pile several feet away from us.

Kyle sat before me in nothing but a pair of no show socks and a shirt. His eyes looked wide, and when mine met his he opened his mouth. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, and without saying a word bent forward. I breathed in Kyle’s scent, allowing him to fill my nostrils, my lungs, to completely melt into my bloodstream. It was like getting high. Then I licked the base of his balls, teasing his resting head with the tip of my tongue. He moaned softly, and before his dick could react I slipped my lips over it. I took all his soft, flaccid meat inside, feeling it slip to the back of my tongue and tickle my throat. He reached forward and dug his fingers into my hair, and his cock twitched. Began to build, swell with blood, thicken against my tongue. I bobbed my head carefully, sucking on him as if my life depended on it. It wasn’t long until he was fully erect, his cock already throbbing, and what was just laying completely in my mouth whole now couldn’t fit unless I deep throated him.

I pulled back, my lips’ suction pulling a bead of precum with it to coat my tongue as I sat back. I massaged his thighs, sitting back on my legs, looking up at him. My eyes were still wet from crying but I smiled, and he patted my head. “Good boy,” he said playfully.

If I were a puppy my tail would have been wagging. I stuck my tongue out and he reached down, taking his hard-on in his hand and slapping his tip against it. “We’ve only ever done this in our rooms,” he said, a smirk painted on his face. “Bold of you to do this here.” We both looked around; window curtains were pulled back and open, family pictures lined the walls, it wad as if the world and Mom and Dad could see and watch us as played.

I blushed. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it in the heat of the moment.”

He let himself go, reaching down to grab my chin. “Don’t be sorry, baby boy. If this is what you want then I won’t protest. We just can’t be caught.” He stroked my chin, then let me go, sitting back. I watched him jerk himself as he watched me sit there. Then he said, “Make yourself comfortable.”

I pushed myself up to my feet. Standing before him, I was quick to take off my shirt and toss it aside. Already rock hard, I was going to do the same to my undies when he grabbed my wrists. “Wait.” I look down at him and he’s sliding off the couch and into the floor. Kyle’s on his knees this time. He leans forward, pressing his face against my groin. He inhales, slow and deep, and I can his eyes rolling with pleasure. “You haven’t showered,” he said, looking up at me. His eyes grew heavy with lust. “I can smell last night on you still.” He breathed in again; my cock jumped wildly in my briefs. “Allow me.” Kyle’s fingers hooked inside my underwear and started to slip them down my legs. I stepped free from them and watched him toss them aside as well. “I discovered something last night,” he said, looking up at me. His hand immediately rose, his fingers wrapping around me like a snake slithering around its prey. “I actually quite like this.”

Kyle’s lips wrapped around my glans almost immediately. He was still a touch uneasy, but he began to suck my cock smoother than he had the night before. I couldn’t help but find this boy so damn sexy as he tries his damndest to service me so. His mouth was warm, wet and tight as his lips gripped my cock, head bobbing back and forth. His eyes were closed, as if having them open meant it would ruin his concentration. I ran my fingers through his hair this time, and couldn’t stop the moan from my mouth when he pulled back and whipped his tongue back and forth over my cock head. My cock throbbed, and precum oozed out of my piss slit over his tongue. He gobbled it up like a starving man, making soft, satisfied moans as he did so. “You practice over night?” I teased, and he giggled as he nodded his head enthusiastically.

Kyle’s fist held my cock, and he reached up with the other to wrap around it as well. “Wanna see why the girls like me?” he asked with a mischievous smile. I nodded in return and he took a deep breath. His tongue was gentle on my glans at first, flat as it caressed the underside of my head. He licked at my frenulum, up towards the base of my head, the tip of his tongue tasting as much of my piss hole as he could. Then his tongue started to flutter wildly against my cock, whipping up and down at lightning speed.

“Oh, ugh, fuck,” I moaned, the words sputtering out of my mouth carelessly.

He stopped momentarily, looking up at me. “You like that?” Before I could answer he started to flutter his tongue again all around my head, paying close attention to my hole. Kyle’s fist dropped and my cock swung before his face, throbbing wildly as it waved with each flickering lick. The hand that once held it reached up and began to massage my balls while the other reached around me. He found my ass and squeeze a finger between my cheeks, teasing my hole there.

Moan after moan escaped me, each one more high pitched and feminine than before. I could tell making me moan turned him on, his cock was still rock hard, jutting out from his body, visibly throbbing from his lustful fit.

“Ky-Kyle,” I moaned suddenly, forcing my hands on his head. I started to push away but he held my hips, keeping me firmly before him. His tongue continued to lick, fluttering still, the sound of it filling the air like a wet flapping of wings. “I wanna c—”

Before I could finish my cock twitched. Still not holding it, cum shot out from my tip, and with every twitch of my cock sent it swaying again. The first rope smeared across Kyle’s face, then the next flew over his shoulder hitting the couch. I shot several more ropes, each soaring in a different direction, until the final bit flowed freely Kyle’s tongue. He lapped it up until my tip was clean. “I cannot imagine doing that to any other guy, but for you I could eat this every day,” Kyle groaned, wiping his fingers over his face and dragging my cum to his lips.

“Do you really like it?” I asked shyly, my cheeks blushing.

Kyle laughed, “Fuck yea I do!” He licked me clean a couple more times before standing back up to his feet. He wrapped his arms around me, embracing me with a kiss. It was gentle this time, soft and caring, and he broke it after a few more to whisper in my ear, “We still have plenty time before Mom and Dad come back. How about I fuck your brains out?”

I almost shook with excitement, nodding my bead dramatically. “I need you in me, Kyle, at least one more time before you go.”

He laughed, then pushed me down to my feet. “Spit on it. Get it nice and wet then.” I did ad commanded, spitting a fat load on his cock before deep throating him to coat it fully. When he was soaking he helped me back to my feet, and we spun. Kyle shoved me down onto the couch, and I hung onto the cushions facing the stairs. The window’s to our living room all behind us. He grabbed my hips and pulled, and I arched my back. He spit in his hand and wiped it all along my hole, sticking a few fingers inside of me.

Sometimes Kyle fucked gentle. Sometimes he was feral.

Kyle didn’t warn me. He held my hips, lined his cock up to my whole and shoved it inside. I moaned, trying to get away beneath his touch but he held me in place. He was rough, slamming into me long and deep. My eyes rolled, and with every heavy thrust came an escaping moan, loud and feverish, and I was afraid the neighbors might hear. “God, how do you stay so perfectly tight?” Kyle moaned through gritted teeth as he fucked me. “I’ll cum in no time.”

He reached up and over my body, a fistful of my hair locked in his fist as he pulled back. “FUCK!” I yelled, partly due to the tug and partly from his dick. He held me in position for a bit, the rhythm of his cock steady as he thrusted in and out of me. The room exploded with the sound of slapping skin and moaning boys, both cursing in wild lust from the sex. The temperature soared and suddenly I felt wet, sweat dotting my body.

“You like that big cock?” Kyle groaned as he slammed into me, doubling over. He kissing the back of my shoulders, and his cock shoved as deep inside me as he could manage. He swayed us back and forth, and I could feel the violent throbbing of his cock. “Do you love having your big brother fill your pretty little hole?”

He bit down softly on my shoulder, then froze.

He didn’t move a single atom of his body.

“Kyle?” I began, looking back over my shoulder when I saw him standing in the doorway.

Kyle slipped out of my ass, and he nearly dropped me on the sofa as he stepped away. The door shut behind the body looking as us with a hard thud. I fell down, sitting below Kyle’s body as he stood over me. His eyes were wide, and his body trembled. He’d been caught balls deep in his little brother.

The person in the doorway cleared his throat. “No wonder you never answered me, Max,” he said, and I our eyes met. His were equally dark and terribly light, like a flame flickering outside a black hole. I hid my body from him. “I knew it’d be because of him.” He stepped forward. “I thought something was wrong, mi amor,” he said, and with each word the toes of his boots clicked against the tile floor of the foyer. “So I rushed here. Thank god I have a key, right? Could just let myself in! And what do I find? My boyfriend bent over the couch giving himself to his brother.”

He stepped onto the carpeted floor, mere feet away from Kyle and I. He extended a hand, though the look on his face was not friendly. “Nice to meet you, I’m sure Max has told you all about me. I’m Luis.”

This is a continuation of an earlier story. So, for the most part my brother would come home from work or the gym and he would want to cum. If I was home he would want me to suck his cock or if my gf was there he liked to watch us share is cock or he would fuck her if he was in the mood, those times they liked for me to such him to get his cock nice and hard and wet and I would lick her then guide his cock into her. There were times when he had a gf and he would not want or maybe need to cum as often. One time when he came home from his gf’s, he came into my room while I was with mine, he told us that she gave him blue balls just because he wanted to try something new. Then he had me start to get him ready. When I started to get my gf ready, he told me to lick her ass cause that’s what he wanted that his gf wouldn’t give him.. my gf laughed and said there is no way his big cock is getting in there but she always wanted to see me get fucked! She got all excited and grab some lube from my night stand, looked at me and said, “I bet you’re glad you let me put my toys up there now!” She told me to go back to sucking his cock and she would get me ready. I was nervous because her dildo was quite a bit smaller than he was but I started sucking his cock with my ass in the air facing her. She lubed up her fingers and started putting 1 then 2 then 3. I was moaning on his cock and she said OMG this is gonna be hot! After a few minutes he pushed me off his cock and said he didn’t want to cum in my mouth. He moved behind me and she started rubbing the lube on him and she guided his cock to my hole. When I felt the tip, she moved in front and spread her legs. She told me to relax and start licking her so I wouldn’t think about it. He pushed forward and I would have screamed if my face wasn’t locked between her legs, which was probably a good thing because my parents would have thought I was getting killed or something. After pushing in, he paused, then when he felt me relax, he pushed more. He kept doing that saying how tight I was and how amazing it felt. My gf kept saying how hot it was an what a slut I was taking his big cock! Hearing what they were saying just turned me on, I started pushing back and it started feeling amazing! I started moaning and she said I needed to be quiet and pushed my face back between her legs! He started fucking and picking up speed. Then I felt him push into me and hold my hips so he could get as far in as possible and he shuttered! I knew he was cumming. I squeezed my ass to hold him there. My gf Ann, felt us stop moving and when she realized he was cumming she lost it too and I got a mouth full of her juices. He stayed there until he started to lose his hard on. I just collapsed on the bed and when my little clitty hit the bed, I started to cum..

My parents went out town for the weekend. My uncle (my mom's brother) came to visit without notifying my parents. I was in my parents bed watching porn and playing with a dildo. I didn't realize he was watching me for a while. After I got on all 4 he snuck up behind me and started to fuck me. I was surprised to see him behind me because I never thought about him doing this.

Hi, this is my (20) first ever post but I can’t get the image out of my head.

To give a back story, when I was younger my dad (45) caught me spying on him in the shower. I don’t really remember what the aftermath was but I do remember him catching me. I’ve always been curious about him, and what he looks like naked. I’ve been openly gay since forever, and he’s chill about it. He is straight.

Anyways moving to the present, the past few weeks he’s been making random comments. For example, I’m not even sure how this topic came into conversation but, we started taking about ass hair, and I told him mine was somewhat hairy, and he jokingly said “really? Let me see, show me” and he kept repeating it a couple times. Just to clarify this topic of conversation is random for us. We never talk about those kinds of things.

And then tonight when I went to his house for dinner, he was closing the curtains in the dining room and had sweatpants and a hoodie on and out of nowhere slides his sweatpants down and flashes me his ass and says something along the lines of “you like my smooth ass?” I was genuinely shocked, and was too scared to express to him that I did, but like I previously mentioned, these comments and actions have never occurred prior.

I’m not sure what to do, it was genuinely so hot but I’m confused as to how I get him to keep showing off.

Ive been openly gay since i was 11 and and all my life ive just been watching gay porn and fingering myself. I had never had any dick but i always used to get to get a look at my dads dick while hes in the bath through a small hole in the door and his dick was so thick and big while soft probably 6 inches soft and all i wanted was his dick growing up and because i never had a mother I always thought of it happening. But it came real when the day i turned 18 he came in my room with a present which was my first buttplug then he said “your 18 now yk what that means” i was confused i said not really then he goes “ you can finally have this dick” i froze and didnt say anything.. he somehow knew i wanted it then he pulled his pants down and his massive cock flops out,i saw his massive thick strong veiny boner for the first time, its atleast 9.5 inches and thick and i hadnt had any cock still a virgin so i was scared and excited at the same time. He then tells me to pull down my pants and bend over so i did and as soon as i did he had his massive hard cock pressing against my tiny hole soo hard it was like stabbing me and he pushed so hard it just slid in and it hurt so bad i screamed stop stop but he just covered my mouth then started fucking my hard and fast while i was screaming and almost crying in pain i ttied to escape but couldn’t his massive cock hurt so much in my tiny hole but he didnt care he was going fast and rough while holding my mouth shut. And he fucked me for almost 2 hours and after the first hour my ass was so loose and thats when it felt good. And since then he has been fucking me non stop daily and i love him ❤️

I have over the course of about a month or so developed an attraction (strictly sexual) to my older brother. We are Both out, openly gay, and married to our respective husbands.

It started when I was sexting with a prior hookup and I asked him if he had gotten any lately. He told me about this new couple he was hooking up with and it ended up being my brother and his husband. I have always thought my brother was good looking and could see how someone could find him attractive but we are not close and our personalities clash so it had never went past that. I guess I just never thought of my brother as a sexual person.

At first I was turned on by the thought about my brother and his husband having hooked up with the same guy I’ve hooked up with. Thinking about all three of them in the act. The more I thought about it the more I was curious about my brothers role in it. Then not too long after I wasn’t even thinking about my brother in law, just about my brother and our mutual hookup. Wondering what they did together, how it would’ve looked if I had seen it. Not too long after that, I started thinking about just my brother. What his dick looks and tastes like, how his face/eyes look during sex, how hot it would be to have him inside me Etc.

Now I can’t stop thinking about the idea of “hate sex”, just him fucking me. Turns me on more than anything ever has. Not fully sure how to deal with/ handle these feelings. I doubt that I would ever get the opportunity to have this fantasy come true, so not sure where to go from here. Thought maybe y’all might have some ideas.

We were out fishing in Oceanside, when he had to go pee. I went over to a tree whipped it out and started to pee. I was still fishing when I heard him say hey catch anything yet? As soon as I turned around his semi hard cock was hanging out his pant. Let me be clear I had never had a gay thought before this but when I saw it I wanted to suck on it. He knew right away but the look on my face. I remember him going like it. I nodded yea! Maybe it was my daddy issues growing up but all I knew I was horned the fuck up. He grew harder and I can see his skin roll back from his uncut dark almost purple cock thick like mine. He asked me in Spanish if I’d suck it. I was like hell yeah. But just nodded yes. He took me to his truck opened the passenger door of those old quad fords the square long bed ones hahaha and I just started sucking and licking till he blew on his bandanna he didn’t want to get it on me but I did. So many more times we had fun til he couldn’t. Miss him.

A few weeks had passed since getting to experience my bothers delicious cock and swallowing his massive load for the first time and to say that it was on my mind was an understatement! Our lives went on as usual, cracked jokes, going out, just living life. However in the back of my mind I could feel the urge to play with my brother again, and this time go much further.

I had visited my local adult shop and after a good look around I found and brought a dildo roughly the same size as my bros cock so I could practice/train my mouth and ass with. The last time I had him in my mouth I had gagged a few times so I made it my mission to be able to deep throat him.

That Friday as my brother was getting ready to heading out for the night. As he walks past my room, fresh out the shower, looking and smelling great and drying himself off as he does. He looks at me and goes what? I didn’t realise that I was staring at him and with my cock rock hard. A cheeky smile crossed my face and said to him I wanted to show him something, but lose the towel! By the time it hit the floor his cock was rock hard and him standing in front of me.

With both hands I took his cock and started to wank him, slowly at first and then speeding up. As I did he started moaning and I noticed that pre cum started coming out of him. That was my que, I opened up my mouth and started sucking on his pre cum covered head. Enjoying to taste of him and savouring every bit. With my training I was excited to see how I’d go. Taking him out of my mouth I say to him I wanted to show you something. With that I laid down on my back with my head off the edge of the bed and with looking into his eyes I said fuck my throat and opened my mouth wide. With a mix of shock and lust he did just that. Starting slowly he tested how deep he could go and found that I could handle 90% of him. He said as he picked up speed someone’s been practicing.

As he fucked my throat he’d pull out and slap his cock on my cheek before diving back in. It drove me crazy what he was doing! I was so turned on. I wanked my cock at the same time and was so close to cumming when I felt his pace pick up. With his balls slapping my face and feeling my throat stretch as all of his cock was in my mouth he says I’m going to cum! With that I reach behind him with both arms and pulled him in even closer. With that action I pushed him over the edge. He mustn’t of wanked for a while as jet after jet of his cum went straight down my throat. I pulled back a bit so the last few jets filled my mouth.

He pulls out and flops onto my bed. I swallow the last of him as he says, fuck me bro! Where did you learn that? I just laugh and say you’re welcome! As we recover my brother runs his hand up my almost off shorts and starts to play with me. As he does I lift my ass up so he can get them off as he does he repositions himself so my cock is mills from his mouth. As he wanks me he’s sucking the head and then takes all of me. I had never been blown by a guy before and can I say fucking hell, the skills on him were ridiculous! As he was blowing my mind I unconsciously put my hand on his head pushing him deeper as I thrusted with my hips up. He pulled my out of his mouth and as he ran his tongue up my length he goes now your getting it! Diving back into his mouth he noticed that I was tensing up as I was about to cum. He pulled right back with only my head resting on his tongue with his mouth open. Just as he wanks me to I explode he says I want you to watch your cum fill my mouth. With that I get raked by the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had. With what felt like pure bliss I watched as my cum ran over his tongue and fills up his mouth. Just as some cum runs down his chin he slide forward taking my cock into his cum filled mouth. He swallows deep and goes straight back to me making sure he gets every drop.

As we chill for a bit, talk rubbish I cut him off and go….so I was wondering, would you want to fuck my ass when you get home tonight? With shock and then a naughty smile he goes hell yes I do! I’ve wanted to since our first interaction, it was so hot.However it was up to you to say so first. Okay then well you go have your night out, I’ve got prep to do, and when you get home, well I don’t need to tell you.

As he walks out to his uber he yells back I’ll message you when I’m heading home. It won’t be late, he laughs out loud as he closes the car door.

To be continued.

Dad couldn't stop thinking about those encounters with my husband and me, especially the last one. How I let myself get carried away by desire and how my husband directed everything between us with that fiery gaze. But what Dad didn't expect was to see us again so soon, especially not at his job.

It was a quiet Thursday at Dad's office. As an internist, he saw a demanding clientele, but that afternoon, the last appointment was reserved for me. Dad didn't realize it immediately, but when he saw me walk in with my shy smile and dark eyes, he remembered that feeling of: do whatever you want to me. He greeted me over his glasses, looking at me slightly flushed. "Hi, son." I told him my husband insisted I get a full checkup and that I wanted to check on Dad, too.

Dad smiled as he closed the door behind him. He was dressed in his perfectly ironed white coat, his stethoscope hanging around his neck, imposing as ever. His gaze absorbed me, though his words remained professional. He said, "Sure, we'll check you out."

I sat down at the table. Dad reviewed my medical history, asking routine questions, but the atmosphere heated up with every second: a silent electricity that moved with every glance, every gesture. Dad asked me to take off my shirt, and I obeyed, revealing my slender, exercise-toned torso. Dad placed the stethoscope on my chest, but left it there for a few seconds longer, as if listening to something other than my heartbeat. He asked me to breathe deeply. Dad listened intently and then moved his hand to my back, repeating the gesture. His fingers brushed more than necessary, with a slowness that seemed measured. When he finished, he put the instrument away and stepped back a little.

He told me everything was fine, but now he needed to check my abdomen and groin. He asked me if I minded taking off my pants. I looked at him silently for a few seconds, then got up from the exam table and began to slowly unbutton my pants while Dad watched me closely. I pulled down my pants and underwear, leaving me completely naked in front of him.

I asked Dad if I was okay, and he smiled and said I was perfect. He moved closer and started feeling my abdomen, but his hands moved down to touch my penis. I started breathing faster, and my penis was getting noticeably hard. So I asked Dad if that was part of the checkup, and he replied, "Only if you want it, but you know, if we go too far, there's no going back."

I didn't respond with words. I took a step forward until my erect penis was inches from Dad's, then moved closer until it was brushing against his pants. I told Dad, "Then let's go really far." Dad pushed me back onto the table with surprising speed, holding me by the hips and kissing my neck hungrily. Within seconds, his tongue was running over my chest and biting my nipples as he forced me back down.

Dad said to me, "Look at you so eager to break the rules, does your husband know you came?" "Yes," I could barely gasp. "My husband told me if anything happened, to send him a picture." Dad asked, amused, "A picture? Then give him something good to look at." I bent down and began eagerly devouring his cock, while my father took pictures with my phone from above. I was kneeling with my eyes closed, swallowing Dad's cock as deep as I could. Dad sent the picture to my husband with a text: "Your boy is behaving himself in his office." And a few seconds later, the reply came back: "Make him scream with pleasure for me."

Dad put down my phone and yanked me to my feet. He spun me around and bent me over the table. Then he said, "You're going to cum right here in my office, with the door closed and no one suspecting what you're doing." He took a medical gel and rubbed it liberally on my ass, setting the stage. I moaned, my forehead resting on the cool leather of the table. Dad didn't wait any longer. He entered me with a single, deep, firm thrust, as if my body belonged to him. Then he said, "That's what a good patient looks like: obedient, horny, and ready to be fucked."

Each thrust was so precise that I couldn't contain my moans, and I had to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from screaming. Dad held me by the hips, thrusting hard, as if marking his territory. Then he asked, "Are you going to cum, boy? Are you going to wet my table?" I said, "Yes, yes, I'm going to cum," panting. And suddenly, without touching myself, I started cumming, just from the thrusts of my dad's cock inside me. My cum started spurting out forcefully, my body starting to shake like a puppet. Dad followed a few seconds later, filling my insides with a low grunt, unloading inside me. I could still feel my ass contracting rhythmically as his cock unloaded inside.

Silence, labored breathing, sweating, heat. Dad helped me get dressed, and just before opening the door, he smoothed down my clothes and slapped my butt. He said, "Tell your husband he has an appointment next week." I smiled and asked, "General appointment?" And Dad replied, "No, a couples follow-up appointment."

All characters in this story are 18+
This is a fictional story

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I shouldn’t have been in my Stepbrother's room.

But his gym bag was there. And his underwear—gray, stretched, damp with sweat—was right at the top.

I’d seen him toss it in after his shower that morning, walking shirtless down the hall, all abs and cocky grin, barking at me to “get a life, bro” as I stared way too long. He was 23. I was 19. And ever since our parents married, he’d acted like the world revolved around his protein shakes, perfect body, and locker room stories.

Now I was kneeling in front of his bed, heart pounding, holding his briefs to my face. They smelled like him. Heat and salt and something that made my stomach tighten.

I closed my eyes and inhaled.

“Seriously?”

My heart stopped.

I jerked around—and there he was. Standing in the doorway. Shirtless again. Gym shorts hanging low, one eyebrow arched.

“What the fuck are you doing, bro?” His voice was calm. Too calm.

“I—fuck—sorry—I didn’t mean—”

“Sniffing my underwear?” He took a step into the room, shutting the door behind him. “Damn.”

I dropped the briefs like they burned and backed up on my knees. “I wasn’t— I mean—”

He looked at the underwear, then back at me. And smirked. “If you wanted it that bad, why didn’t you just ask?”

I swallowed. My throat was dry. I had no answer.

“I’m not gay or anything,” he said, stepping closer, eyes fixed on me. “But you’ve been looking at me like you wanna suck me off since spring break.”

He let that hang in the air.

Then he pulled the waistband of his shorts down an inch. “So?”

I blinked. “What?”

“You want it?” His voice dropped. “Come get it.”

I didn’t move at first. Couldn’t. Then I crawled toward him, legs shaking, and he watched me like I was entertainment.

“Fuck,” he muttered, as I reached for the waistband. “You’re really doing this, huh?”

His cock was already half-hard when I pulled his shorts down. Thick, heavy, shaved like he cared about showing off. I leaned in, nervous as hell—but he just rested one hand on the back of my head.

“Take your time,” he said. “And don’t make me regret this.”

I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around him.

He hissed through his teeth. “Shit.”

The weight of him. The smell. The faint taste of sweat. It was too much, too fast, but I couldn’t stop. I bobbed slowly, tongue pressed under the shaft. He grew harder in my mouth, filling me up, cock twitching as I tried to take more.

“Fuck, you’re actually good at this,” he muttered, fingers tightening in my hair. “Didn’t think you’d be such a little slut for it.”

I moaned around him. He chuckled.

“You’re seriously into this, huh?” His hips started moving. Not much—just shallow thrusts, enough to make me gag a little. “Didn’t know my baby bro wanted to be a cumdump.”

I looked up at him, eyes glassy.

He grinned down. “Keep going. I’m not stopping you.”

I did. Faster now. Sloppier. His abs tensed and his thighs flexed, and his voice dropped to a growl.

“I’m gonna nut in your mouth, bro. You’d better swallow every drop.”

His body jolted, and a moment later, I felt him throb against my tongue.

He came with a groan, holding my head in place while he pulsed. Hot and fast. I swallowed, like he told me to. Like I needed it.

When I finally pulled back, breathless, he looked down at me with a smug half-smile.

“You’re lucky I forgot my wallet,” he said, pulling up his shorts. “And lucky I’m in a generous mood.”

Then he winked. “But you owe me one now, bro.”

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I had to delete my previous account but I have a story on here about sucking my cousins' cousin at an airport bathroom. This is a separate experience between myself and a different cousin who is actually blood related to me.

As I mentioned in my last post, since my divorce I've spent a lot of time reconnecting with my family, mainly via the large gaggle of cousins I have. Latin families like mine are big on get togethers and house parties with lots of music, dancing, drinking and food. It's events like these that has allowed me to start to get to know distant cousins I've never met or barely been acquainted with.

It was just after my divorce had been finalized that I was hanging with the cuzzos at one of their homes when I was introduced to a half-cousin of mine. His dad is half brothers with mine. His family had primarily lived back east but a few years ago relocated to SoCal. The cousin had gone up north to finish a masters program and was just down visiting for the weekend.

We were introduced and quickly hit it off with some similar geeky interests that few of our other family members shared. Tequila was flowing, as is always the case at these family parties, and it didn't take long for us to share a bit more about our lives overall given how little we knew of one another. I went through my entire past about my ex and marriage, and he talked a lot about growing up back east with little to no Latino culture around him.

I'm openly gay to all my family, and have had very little trouble being accepted by them. Still, I can't pretend that it's easy to be out and that's why I wasn't terribly surprised when my half-cousin expressed how brave he thought I was and admitted to me, in a slurred and hushed tone, that he had struggled for a long time with his sexuality. He said he'd experimented throughout college with other guys and had thought he was gay for a while but once he'd met his ex-girlfriend he found that he was at least bi-sexual. Even if he found himself often looking through Grindr for guys to suck and swallow him.

I told him that that sounded rough, feeling like you couldn't be open about yourself and your feelings but I also understood. The stigma to come out in a Latino family is hard to overcome and I've always believed that everyone's journey is their own. I let him know that I'd never tell anyone anything but that he should know how lucky I felt to be able to be honest with myself and the family at large.

After a few more rounds of shots, rowdy music and some bomb ass tacos, a few of the cousins all agreed to make plans the next day to meet up at a local club I frequented for their Latin night. My girl cousins love going to gay clubs with me so it felt like an easy cover for my half-cousin to join in without seeming sus to anyone that he was so down for the gay club.

Now it's important to note that at this point I hadn't really begun to think of him too sexually. He was definitely attractive but as I was just getting to know a new family member, I was genuinely maintaining an purely platonic approach to our hangout time. The fact that he'd told me he was bi really only registered on the level that I wanted to provide him support and a safe space to be open about himself or anyone else he chose to open up to. Of course, the gay club with its darkened spaces, loud pumping music and heavy pours on every drink served, was the perfect breeding ground for things to go somewhere unexpected.

Four of my girl cousins, two family friends, my half-cousin and I all met up the street from the club the next evening and meandered over. Paying our cover, we walked in with Bad Bunny booming from the speakers, went to the bar and got some STRONG MFing drinks and started to vibe. I love Latin nights cuz the music is always peak and the guys are hot. Plus it's always just a fun vibe that never feels stuck up. Being on the stockier side, I rarely find myself feeling out of sorts surrounded by hot Latin men.

After a few hours of hot, sweaty dancing in groups, some of our numbers dwindled and it was just my cousin and her roommate and my half-cousin and I left on the dance floor. The two roommates were ready to head out but were gonna hit the patio for a quick smoke first. My half-cousin and I said we'd finish one last song, hit the bathrooms and meet them out front to take off.

Throughout the evening I'd been very flirty with some guys at the bar, dancing a few times with one in particular, but he'd disappeared. My half-cousin had stuck dancing with the girls and I'd never noticed him once make any glances at any other men or move, etc. We'd not had any chance to be alone to chat, so while we swayed to whatever Latin ballad was roaring, I asked if he'd had fun.

"Yeah," he said. "It's been a fun night. You were right about this spot. Lot of hot guys." The last part came out in a very hushed tone. We were both quite drunk and I think finding ourselves alone felt a bit more uninhibited. We'd pulled closer together to chat and I could feel his breath against my cheek as he said he'd definitely have to look for some Latin nights at bars back up north.

"I'd love to explore places up there," I replied. He smiled and told me that I'd definitely have to come up and visit sometime. The song ended and we staggered towards the bathrooms. The main bathroom had a long ass line so we walked into the side bar area where there was another single bathroom and were lucky as a trio of girls were walking out together as we approached. Without any signaling or prior indication, we both just walked straight into the bathroom together, me in the lead.

Locking the door behind him, he stood next to me at the toilet as we both let loose a stream of piss into the toilet. I giggled as it suddenly occurred to me I was peeing, our streams crossing, with a newly-acquainted relative of mine. It was kind of surreal that we both felt so comfortable with one another so quickly.

I finished first, washed my hands and was drying them with paper towels when he flushed and went to the sink. His hands wet, he turned towards me and I handed him the same towels I'd just used. He dried his hands and it was sudden that we were smiling at one another and he leaned in for a kiss.

I couldn't begin to explain the rush of feelings that I had at that moment. I was instantly hard in my jeans and also shocked that he'd been so bold. His tongue tasted like Red Bull and vodka and I couldn't get enough of the taste of his saliva. Our tongues rubbed one another and his hands were around my back while mind were on his waist.

Making out savagely, my right hand quickly darted towards the waistband of his pants and I could feel the imprint of his dick throbbing beneath. I put my hand down into his pants and felt the head of his cock, leaking with a combination of precum and leftover piss. I rubbed it in between my thumb and fingers and allowed my hand to slide a little further down towards the base of his shaft holding his entire cock in my hand underneath his pants. His hands had wandered down towards my ass and he was squeezing my cheeks over my jeans.

We stood there for a few moments longer, kissing desperately and as quickly as it had started, we stepped away catching out breaths. I couldn't resist bringing my hand up to my face, deeply sniffing the scent of his dick on my hand and licking my finger of whatever residue of precum was left.

"Sorry," he said. "That was intense." I laughed slightly and responded, "yeah, seriously. Kinda came out of nowhere. But I liked it. No harm man. That was really hot."

"Guess it's time to get out and meet the girls," he said. We exited the bathroom, went out the front and found them finishing up their cigarettes. They'd already ordered their uber home. My half-cousin was staying with them so I waited until their ride arrived and wished them a good night. I told my half-cousin to have a safe trip home and to keep in touch.

"Maybe we'll hang out up there the next time the family does a road trip," I said. He smiled and gave me a quick wink and they were off. I walked to my car, still in a bit of shock over what had just happened. My dick was leaking precum like crazy. Horny beyond belief I ended up jacking off in the drivers seat, cumming into some leftover fast food napkins and then drove home consumed in the memory of kissing my cousin and smelling his wet dick.

My husband and I have been married for years. We have an intense relationship, full of desire and trust, and in recent months we have begun to talk more freely about our fantasies. One of them, until then only mentioned in whispers between the sheets, was beginning to take shape: the desire to see myself possessed by another man, while my husband watched, master of the scene and of me.

The chosen one wasn't a stranger; it was my father, a handsome fifty-year-old man with a self-confidence that my husband had always noticed. I had already sucked my father's cock several times through a glory hole without knowing it was him. It turns out my husband and my father had secretly agreed for it to happen for several weeks, but recently everything had been revealed, and the idea turned us all on. My husband, my father, and I knew what turned us on, and now we wanted to do it with our eyes wide open and no secrets.

That night, our apartment was ready, the lights dimmed, a couple of glasses of wine, and the atmosphere charged with that electricity that precedes the inevitable.

I was very nervous, but excited. I was wearing only a robe that left little to the imagination, and my eyes sought the approval of my husband, sitting in an armchair across from the bed, smiling with a mixture of pride and lust. He asked me if I was ready, and I firmly answered yes.

I nodded, biting my lower lip. At that moment, my father appeared in the room. He was a tall man, his shirt half-open, revealing his mature, toned torso, and an expression that mixed desire and absolute control. He greeted us both with a crooked smile and asked if we were sure we wanted to do this. My husband sat up straight in his seat and said firmly, "I'm sure, and you too, aren't you?" He said this while staring at me. I nodded again, more slowly now, as if I was getting more aroused by the second. Dad walked slowly toward me and took me by the chin, forcing me to look at his face.

Dad asked my husband if he could kiss me, then my husband replied, "Do it, but he won't kiss you back, not yet, he only receives."

And so the game began. Dad cupped my face and kissed me hard, while my husband watched us, growing increasingly aroused. The atmosphere was filled with shallow breaths, suppressed moans, and a delicious tension where the true protagonists were shared desire and control surrendered, but never lost.

Dad soon took control of my body in a very familiar way, as if he'd been imagining every inch of my skin for a long time. He opened my robe with a slow movement, enjoying the tension, revealing my eager body that I offered him without resistance. My husband watched us from the chair, a drink in his hand and his legs spread, his erection evident beneath his pants. He was the spectator, yes, but also the stage director.

My husband said, "I want you to kneel and look into his eyes while he unzips his pants," his voice deepening. I obeyed, dropping the robe completely, my skin shivering, not from cold, but from pure anticipation. Dad looked up at me, his eyes filled with desire and satisfaction as he slowly unzipped his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and his thick, veiny, already erect cock sprang free easily, pointing directly at my face.

Dad murmured, "Are you that hungry, boy?" as he stroked my hair. I nodded, but waited for my husband's signal. Then he said, "You can suck it, but slowly. I want to see you make it yours, without forgetting that you're still mine."

I opened my mouth and welcomed him with a stifled moan. Dad breathed deeply as he felt my warm, soft lips enveloping his cock. My husband touched himself over his pants, taking his time, simply enjoying the sight. I moved slowly and methodically, letting the saliva drip, my hands resting on Dad's thighs, while he dominated me with his gaze.

My husband ordered, "Watch me while you do it." I looked up, and seeing my husband there, looking at me with that mixture of pride and lust, drove me wild. Dad began thrusting his hips, setting a faster pace. He held my head and began fucking my face without asking, while both of our moans filled the room.

Dad said, "That's it! I can't believe you're giving it to me like that, son-in-law!" He continued to jerk his hips. Then my husband replied, "I'm not giving you a gift, I'm just letting you use it tonight, but you keep talking like that. I like the sound of it."

After a few intense minutes, Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth, a string of saliva dangling between us. I was panting, my lips red, my eyes hollow with desire and watering. My husband ordered me: "Get on the bed, baby, face down with your legs spread."

I obediently climbed on top, leaving my ass perfectly exposed. Dad took off his shirt and approached me, first fondling me, then parting my ass with both hands. He said, "It's so open already. Have you been preparing it for me, son-in-law?" My husband replied, "Every night, it's ready for you, but spit on it and lube it up first," fondling himself.

Dad spit on my ass and spread his saliva, along with some lube, then placed the tip of his cock right at my entrance, rubbing and teasing me. I moaned softly, unable to control myself, pushing back, needing more.

My husband said, "Slowly but surely, I want to see it give way little by little." Then Dad began to penetrate me, slowly at first, as if savoring every inch. My body began to tremble as I took him, and my hands gripped the bed. A low moan escaped my throat as my husband looked at me, his cock harder than ever.

Dad thrust, containing his strength, but firmly. Each thrust was a slam of flesh and power against my body, which could no longer contain my moans. Dad's mature hands held my hips, dominating every movement, making me tremble with each penetration.

Dad moaned, still moving. "He's so tight and so turned on. Does he always get this desperate?" my husband said. "Only when he knows I'm watching him does he become more submissive, more mine." My husband had finally opened his pants, his cock in his hand.

I could barely speak or concentrate; the pleasure was overwhelming, my body vibrating between the desire to please and the need to cum. Dad leaned over me, licking my back as he whispered in my ear, "Do you like it when your husband watches your daddy fuck you?" It was as if the words were escaping my lips: "Yes, yes, I love it."

My husband got up from the chair, walked slowly over to the bed, stood beside it, and grabbed my hair, making me look at his face as my father continued to fuck me mercilessly. Then he said, "I want to see you cum, but without touching you, just with your father's cock inside you."

I closed my eyes and moaned louder, my body starting to shake. Dad picked up his pace, his hips slamming hard into my ass, making the bed creak. Dad said, "You're going to do this, aren't you? You're going to cum like the good, obedient boy you are, while I fuck you and he watches."

I couldn't respond with words; I did so with a long, ragged moan and a violent tremor that ran through my entire body. My orgasm ripped through me completely, spilling out in great jets of semen onto the sheets without having touched me. My legs were shaking, my mouth open and vulnerable, surrendering.

My husband whispered, "How beautiful, look at you, what a mess you've made us," caressing my face. Dad soon followed, gripping my hips harder and letting out a low grunt, emptying his balls inside me with deep, hard thrusts until he was completely inside me, panting, his body pressed against mine.

For a few seconds, all I could hear was the three of us breathing. The air smelled of sex, of sweat, something primal and liberating. Dad slowly pulled out, leaving a trickle of cum between my legs. My husband looked at me with a satisfied smile and sat on the edge of the bed, stroking my back. Then he said tenderly, "You were good, love, so obedient, perfect." I could only nod, my face buried in the sheets, still trembling and sensitive.

My husband looked at my father and extended his hand, saying, "Thank you. You knew exactly how to do it." Dad replied, "It was literally my pleasure," as he calmly began to dress. As he left, my husband jumped into bed with me, hugged me, kissed me on the forehead, and held me tight. Then he said, "You're mine, always." I whispered in his ear, "Always, my love," with total devotion.

THIS THE PART 3. Read the other two chapters first for a better experience.

After the fuck in the office, my father seemed to be really upset. 

“This can't go on, David. My employee caught us. Fuck. Imagine if he told the rest of the staff.”

The next few days weren't easy. My father was furious that Pedro had caught him fucking my ass. Pedro was one of his younger salesmen at the car dealership. He must have been about 30. Short hair, beard, a few tattoos on his arms. I'd seen him a few times and knew he had a girlfriend.

“Relax, Dad. He was jerking off, clearly enjoying the show.”

“David! You've got to control yourself, I'm your father.”

It was hard to resist my father in the house, and no matter how many times I offered him my ass and mouth, he'd lock himself in his office and refuse. I was completely freaked out and horny. I was addicted to my father and his cock. I needed the milk of the man who made me, I needed the nectar of my DNA to satisfy me.

I tried looking for some older guys on Grindr and called them Dad while they fucked my ass. They liked it and it satisfied my hunger, but not 100%.

Fortunately, the dry spell didn't last long. One Friday I was making Greek Moussaka for dinner when my dad came into the house with none other than his best salesman, Pedro. The drop-dead gorgeous guy who had caught me taking it up the ass from my own father.

“Son! We have a guest for dinner.”

My heart raced immediately. Since the divorce, my father had never brought anyone home for dinner. What would be the purpose of that dinner visit? My ever-stimulated and excited mind began to create scenarios. Pedro was wearing a dark green Fred Perry polo shirt and light brown twill pants. His arm tattoos were visible and very sexy, a mix of action movie characters and Japanese samurai motifs. My father was wearing his usual shirt with the sleeves rolled up and suit pants.

“I made Moussaka, I hope you're not a vegetarian, Pedro.”

Pedro gave me a firm handshake.

“Do you think these muscles are made with broccoli?” With that joke he flexed his biceps and I almost fainted in the kitchen. Fucking strong muscles. I wanted to lick those arms.

I laughed and took the tray of food out of the oven to cool it down to a temperature that we could eat. 

“The Moussaka is boiling, we have to wait at least 20 minutes before we can serve it.” I announced.

“Son, Pedro and I are going to the living room to watch a bit of the Chelsea match. Pour us a whisky.”

My father's tone of voice was affectionate but there was something dominant about it. He was giving me orders. I'd only awakened this side of him after the first time he fucked me in the garage of our house.

“Yes, Dad, right away.”

“Tonight I want you to call Pedro and me sir whenever we talk to you, understand?”

I felt my ass going inside, flashing with arousal.

“Yes, sir.” I answered, half-stuttering.

My father and his employee went into the living room and turned on the TV. I heard the sounds of the soccer match flooding the house. I went to the drinks cabinet and took out the whisky and two crystal glasses.

“Plain or on the rocks, gentlemen?”

“On the rocks.” They both replied almost in unison.

I served them the whisky on the rocks and my father wouldn't let me leave the room.

“Kneel down. I want you to give me a blowjob while I watch the game, understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Fuck, I couldn't believe my luck. What I'd been fantasizing about all week was going to happen. I automatically dropped to my knees.

My father unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick and already stiff cock.

“Start sucking, son. Suck your father's cock, without teeth, otherwise I'll get upset, understand?”

“Yes, Dad. I mean, yes, sir!”

“Atta boy!”

On my knees I could see Pedro grabbing his already hard cock inside his pants. He couldn't take his eyes off me, his mouth half open, completely amazed to see me start to suck my own father's thick cock.

“These guys don't play at all. They haven't produced any results.”

“This Maresca doesn't know how to coach these guys. He's weak.” Pedro replied, pulling out his hard cock. It was big, long and the head was already wet with pre-cum.

I was still on my knees, orally serving my own father while he drank whisky and commented on some soccer match and its technicalities.

My father stood up when it was a near-goal opportunity and I almost fell over backwards.

“I didn’t tell you to stop sucking, did I, fag?”

“No, sir, sorry”

“More saliva and deep strokes and less talking.”

Pedro masturbated slowly. My father stood up and took advantage of the position to fuck my mouth. The sounds of facefucking and gagging were now louder than the soccer match they were watching.

“Score, Sancho, fucking score.” Pedro shouted at the TV.

“Fuck, what a goal!” And there was a goal in the stadium as I was completely fucked in the mouth by my father's thick cock smelling of sweat and piss from a day of work away from home.

“I'm going to score in this whores mouth in notime, do you want to see?” My father asked his salesman.

He began to fuck my throat as if it were some whore's cunt and started to roar and grunt as he filled my mouth with milk.

Cum on that fag slut, boss. Make her swallow it all. Fuck, that's it! - Pedro urged.

I swallowed it all, I had no choice and I cleaned my father's cock before he sat back down on the sofa with his strong drink.

“It's your turn, do you want it? The whore has already served me, now it's all yours.”

“Fuck yeah, boss, the best bonus ever.

“You deserve it for selling the Tesla. Enjoy it.”

Pedro approached me with his long, long cock in his hand to use me…

CONTINUE

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Part 1

The rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking about my uncle and his beautiful cock. I’m sitting on the couch next to my dad. I think I can still taste my uncle on my lips. If my dad didn’t shave today I might think he was my uncle. Did their cock’s really look the same? Did their cum taste the same? I felt my cock grow and I knew I needed to get out of the room. My gym shorts couldn’t hide a boner. 

“Hey Jay-Bear, is everything ok?” My dad asks distracting me from my thoughts.

“Oh yeah. Um, you know if you didn’t shave you would look exactly like Uncle Jerry.”

“Well, your uncle has a bit more muscles than I do but yeah we are identical twins after all.” 

“Yeah you guys have the exact same patch of hair on your guys’ chest.” I say rubbing my small patch of hair through my shirt.

“Oh, we do? I don’t think I have seen him without a shirt in a long time.” My dad says looking away and thinking.

“You guys have never been curious if you guys look the same…you know, everywhere?”

“Ha-ha, what have you and your uncle been talking about…Your Uncle Jerry likes to brag. Don’t believe everything he tells you.” He says laughing.

“Uncle Jerry just joked that he was the bigger brother.”

“And this is why your mother complains when he comes to visit.” My dad gets up and heads to the kitchen. Over his shoulder he says “I’m the bigger brother.”

Oh man, I head to my room. I pull down my shorts and free my aching cock. I want to release the pressure but I want to save it for tonight. I don’t know what my uncle has planned but I want my orgasm to be with him and not with my hand. Instead, I decide to take a cold shower.

My uncle comes home for dinner after spending the day with his friends that still live in town. My uncle is hilarious at the dinner table. My dad and I couldn’t stop laughing. My mother on the other hand was not happy with his “adult humor”. My sister missed dinner again because she’d rather be at her boyfriend’s house.

After a movie I head to my room. My mother does the same. My dad and uncle watch tv and I wonder when my uncle will come to the room. I don’t have to wait long. My uncle comes in and quickly closes the door. 

“Hey, Jay. I hear you have been talking to your dad about my naked body.”

“What?” I ask nervously.

“I’m just playing with you.” He says pulling off his shirt. “I also wanna see your dad naked. It has been years since we compared bodies.” He tells me as he pulls down his pants.

“He says he is bigger than you.” I say kicking off my blankets.

“I’m surprised your dad was talking like that.”

“Me too. I wanted to talk more but I was afraid he would see my boner.”

“That would have been hot. You guys could of compared cock sizes.”

“Fuck.” I moan.

He is naked and hard and I am naked and just as hard, sitting on the bed. My uncle grabs a bottle from his bag and comes towards me. “You wanna feel my cock in your ass?” I shake my head yes and slowly stroke my stiff cock. “I’m your first, right?”

“Yes.” I say staring at his hard man meat.

“Good, I can’t wait to pop your cherry!”

“Oh fuck, Uncle Jerry!”

“Get on your hands and knees and I’m gonna open up your little rosebud.”

I get on my bed and present my ass to my uncle. He wasted no time. He pushes his lubed finger into me. It feels so good. He rubs around my smooth opening and he soon works two fingers into me. When he works three fingers in me, I feel the sting.

“It’s ok, just relax. Your ass was made for this.” He tells me and I moan that I understand.

He gets up and slaps my ass. It hurts but also sends a wave of pleasure through my body. He pushes his cock against my tight ring. I want to scream but I hold it in and I relax a bit when he finally gets past it. He slides the rest of his cock inside me. It burns and I feel stretched out.

“It would feel just like this, if it was your dad’s cock inside you.”

“Dad says he is bigger.” I moan.

“We will just have to find a way to see if that’s true.” He says sliding almost all the way out and then quickly slams back into me.

“Oh fuck!” I scream.

“Shhh! We don’t want your parents hearing us, especially your mom. What do you think your dad would do if he caught us.” He asks fucking me.

“I…I don’t know.”

“Do you think he would be jealous?” His dick is deep inside me. “Would he take over?” Any feeling of pain is gone and I only feel pleasure. “I bet he wouldn’t last a minute in your tight little hole.”

“Oh uncle!”

“Yeah, I know.” He says hitting all the right spots inside of me. “If I touch your cock are you gonna cum all over your bed?”

“Yes, uncle, I need to cum.” I cry out.

“Just remember it’s your uncle’s cock that’s making you cum, not your daddy’s’” 

He wraps his hand around my throbbing cock and I lose it. A rush of euphoria courses through my body. The buildup in my balls unleashes the flood gates and my jizz flies from my cock. He fists my cock and I cant stop cumming. I want to collapse, I’m so out of it. My uncle leans into me barely holding me up.

He slams one last time and grunts. I can feel his hot nasty manjuice shoot into me. He keeps grunting until he deposits everything from his balls. He releases me and I fall onto the bed. His cock leaves my gaping hole. I feel raw, tender, and well used but happy. 

I feel my uncle wipe some tissues along my ass crack. “You doing ok? He asks. I tell him I’m ok. “Good. You did a great job. You should be proud; you got a great ass.”

“Thanks” I mumble.

“So, we need to figure out a way to catch a glimpse of your daddy’s long hard cock?” My uncle asks rubbing my smooth ass cheeks. 

Hello again! If you missed the start please check my first post. I also wanted to mention a few additional details that may have been left out before.

1) I am on the more feminine side. I have long hair, I am skinny, keep myself entirely shaved, so on so on.

2) My dad knows I have slept with men before. I have been open with hin regarding adventures in the past when he has asked about it. (Simple things such as where we're you last night)

3) It is just my dad and I living together. My mother isn't part of the picture and my brother has moved out awhile ago.

With those details given, let's begin! So I dropped a few hints for the few days, he didn't visit again immediately so I had nothing to update with but oh my goodness he came back last night. I had made comments about how I had an amazing sleep and few other remarks. I also wore some tighter fitting clothing with no underwear underneath to try and show myself off a little. I honestly was worried it wasn't working until last night!

The exact same thing happened and I couldnt of been happier. We were eating dinner and after I said I was going to go to bed early, and went to lay down. After about an hour, I heard him come in and my heart was already pounding. I was more prepared this time and just so happened to position myself in a more "vulnerable" position. I know he immediately noticed because instead of holding the covers up this time, he entirely threw them off of me. I felt him grab my ass and part it slightly, hopefully admiring what I had. I kept up my routine of just being "asleep" while he fondled me.

Although this time he was certainly far more aggressive. Right as I felt his cock press against my tight hole, I was in a moment of bliss as I was sure he would try dry humping me again, but that didn't seem to be the plan. He tried shoving it in immediately. He sure had plans of his own because I could tell he had lube or something on himself, but he still struggled to get it in. That was until he grabbed my hips, pulled my ass up, and tried again, practically slamming himself in. Thats when I screamed in surprise, pleasure, a bit of pain.

I felt him drive everything in, until his hips smacked against me. I let out a soft whimper but obviously didn't protest as he started to just fuck me. I've never had someone be so much in need as he was. He clearly was pent up or something because he was going to -town- on me. Time was a blur but honestly it was probably the best sex I've ever had. His cock felt like it was hitting all the perfect spots and I was having a hard time keeping it together. His hands kept locked tight on my hips, making sure to pull me up into him as I felt him dump his load into my ass.

He must've cum gallons, it was a lot. Enough to where I practically had to go to the bathroom soon afterwards because I was leaking so bad. We didn't say anything to eachother, he just fucked me like a wild animal, left me panting and sweating, and slowly pulled out and left. That is how the night went and I went to clean myself up, and actually go to bed.

This morning I tried my luck even further, and went into the kitchen fully naked as well. I knew his eyes were upon me immediately and I cannot express the joy I had as he came over and bent me over the kitchen counter. I absolutely love how he doesn't even wait, and we fucked again in the morning. This has all been fantastic and I am honestly looking forward to basically being his sleeve. I plan to never wear clothes at home just to rile him up, and I'll have to see how many times we can get away with it.

We talked about it as well and I did tell him I am.more than fine with this arrangement. I told him if he ever needs me, feel free to take me. I've become a power bottom for my dad it seems lmao but being free use for him is such a turn on.

If any surprises happen, I'll be sure to update!

My brother has, within the last year or so, taken up an interest in being a little more feminine. He's very openly gay, but me not so much. I know most relevant people in my life wouldn't really care, but I'm bisexual and have an amazing girlfriend, and I can't be bothered to "come out" for really no reason.

ANYWAYS

Like I said, he's started to become I guess what you would call a femboy. He acts very femininely and dresses even more girly. Every day it's skirts, crop tops, fish nets. I mean some really stereotypical femboy stuff. And fuck is it hot.

His ass is so cute. He doesn't even try to be modest. It's constantly visible in panties from underneath his skirts. He's always been naturally effeminate, and if you didn't know he was a boy, you would probably be easily fooled into just thinking he was a girl, even in his more masculine attire. He's as twinkish as it gets, with a body to match. I'm much taller than him and regularly go to the gym, so I'm somewhat muscular. The size difference between us is another thing that really gets me going when I think about it.

This has made family get togethers very difficult. I live very close, and am very close emotionally, to my parents. I'm regularly at their house for dinners and for spending time on the weekends. My brother still lives at home, so he's almost always there. And he's always dressed up in a new slutty outfit. My parents don't seem to have a singular care about it. I personally can't take my eyes off of him whenever I'm over. I'm almost certain he's noticed my gaze or my hard on at least twice, and I think sometimes he's intentionally trying to tease me. Like, dropping stuff "accidentally" and bending over right in front of me to show his tight ass off, that kind of thing.

The closest I've got to any sort of "move" was maybe-not-so-accidentally grabbing him my the waist and brushing myself against him, under the guise of moving him out of the way to grab silverware for dinner. He didn't really have much of a reaction, but he definitely went quiet very quickly. I haven't had the guts to do anything since then under the fear of going too far.

I dunno, maybe it'll go somewhere, maybe it won't. All I know is I really want to fuck his brains out.

Hi, I'm back, I didn't though I would actually update but since what happened today, I decided to do it. For those who don't know I have a relationship with my uncle and we are both latinos living in Centro America,I have other post if you want to have more context.

Today I woke up early in the morning to clean my house, just to have everything nice and ready for my uncle, all I could think when I was cleaning were my uncle and his ass, he has top me more than enough, so I really wanted to make if fair, I had everything ready in my room, toys, lub, condoms and a rope.

My uncle usually comes to my home after lunch because he stays at home with his daughter while his wife is in the church once his wife comes back from church and take care of their daughter, he comes to my home around 12: 40 or 1 pm (it's my parents house but they live with my mother's dad because he is sick and they are taking care of him, they barely come to the town)

But today it wasn't the case, he came earlier at 9, I didn't know why, I saw surprised to see him so early, he was wearing shorts and a white shirt with a hat and that kinda long hair beard that I love (his wife doesn't like it and he has to shave it because of that) I opened the gate and let him in, once he came inside my home I kissed him and he grabbed my ass squeezing it, I bit his lip and then licked, I told him "oh, no,no it's my turn to top you "more" (more= amor=love) And he said "babe you know I like to fuck you ass, can I top you please?" I just looked at him and I said "no, you have had top me more than enough, it's my turn to make you some babies" he just sigh and sat on my sofa, I sat on his lap facing him and asked "why did you came that early today?, did something happen? Did you have ana argument with "name of his wife" " and he said "no his sister asked her if she wanted to go with his husband to a "balneario" (there's no tradición for this word but basically a place with pools) and she took (name of his daughter) with her for semana santa (a Cristian tradition in Latinoamérica, 7 days of vacations, people usually go the beach), so I decided to come here" he kiss my neck and started touch my nipples through my shirt, I just let him do it, then he pulled up my shirt and sucked my nipples, he was playing with them hard, then slow and soft, just how I like, then kissed his head and told him "I won't let you top, and I need to get a shower, I finished to clean the house a few minutes ago and I'm sweating" he just kept sucking my nipples and the took of my shirt and licked my armpit (I love smells but I'm not really into licking that part of the body, I just let him have fun) and I just told him "Ill get a shower first then you can get clean yourself".

My uncle just turned on the TV and putted the News channel, I went to the bathroom took all my suit clothes off and get in the shower, he knocked the door, then he opened and asked me if he can open the door and join me (yes he opened the door just to asked me if he can open the door, I didn't understand at all what he was thinking) I obviously said yes, he came took off his clothes and join me, we kissed int the shower and he helped me to clean my body, and I helped to clean his, he asked me "be honest, did you prepared yourself to take my cock?" I said yes, I cleanes my ass and he laugh at me saying "see how much you love to take my cock? Umm? I know my nephew" I interrupted him and said "Tu marido, no tu sobrino/your husband not your nephew" (we agreed to avoid the topic of being relatives, I call him uncle when we are in public or having sex) he said "ay, my love don't think about it" then he kept kissing me and showed me his fingers, he putted them on my lips and I bit them and then licked them, I left my saliva on them and he fingered my hole, he putted two at once I just moan, be kept fingering touching my prostate my dick was hard and milking, he just kept fucking me with his fingers and I kept moaning saying uncle, he was hard and he tried to put his dick but I stopped him and said "no, today it's my turn" he gave up, he asked me to leave the bathroom so he can clean his ass.

After a like 40 minutes he came out, he also took a shower, for what I could see, I lay on my bed and told him "sit on my face" he did it, he started to lick his ass, from side to side, circles, little pushes with my tongue, I don't know how much time I eat his ass, but I didn't want to stop, I spanked his ass and told him "you know what to do" we changed positions he was in four (dog style) and I told him "I won't be soft" I pressed his hole with the tip of my dick and then I pushed all the way in, he moan and covered his face on the pillow, I took the pillow and dropped on the floor while he kept moaning "I won't move just to let you get just to it" (I was lying, I almost cum when I putted at once) after a few minutes I started to move, spanked his ass while I fucked him harder, my uncle as always was moaning, sometimes I wonder if the neighbors can hear his moans, but I was too busy feeling how tight he is, I was asking him "do you like when your nephew makes you his bitch?" And he said "yes" I kept fucking till I thought he was about to cum for the way he squeezed my dick, the I suddenly stopped and pulled my dick out, and I told him suck it, he was confused because I always done inside his hole, and I said "don't make me ask twice" the he started to suck my dick, he used his tongue to taste all my dick, he was so focused in my dick that I thought it would be the best chance for what I had for him, I pulled him by hi hair "do you remember that you asked me If I clean my ass? Well it wasn't for your fun but for mind, I took take a piece of cloth to cover his eyes and asked him to stay there without moving.

When I came back to the room he was on the bed as I asked him, he said "I'm not in this kind of thinks" I just pulled his hair "it's my turn, and you had enough fun the passed weeks" I took the rope and I tied him up, his hands behind his back, legs tougher and dick hard, I sat on his lap his tip against my hole, I moved in circles making him moan, I pressed a bit and his tip was inside of me he almost cum, I kept riding his tip and then I just stand up and took a chair, I putted a dildo on the chair and I fucked myself with the dildo I looked at his dick, he was making a mess with his precum and I said "this Is why I prepared my ass" he was sat on my bed and then fall on it, he was moving his waist giving him pleasure, I stopped riding the dildo and say "keep doing that and I won't let you cum today, your choice" he stopped and said "fuck, that's why l love to fuck you, but you won't let your uncle cum? You won't let your husband cum?" Then I opened a boxe that was under my bed "of course I will, but since today it's my day to top, I decided to buy something" it was a new dildo (a plastic dildo) I squeezed his ass before he aske me something I told him *I want you to put it in your ass and ride it, he was confused so he asked me "how will I put it in if I have my hands tied up and my legs too?" I was putting some lub on the dildo and dropped on the bed "I don't know, but I wanna see" he just watched me with faces that was asking me 'really?' he moved from a side to other, the dildo was still on the bed, the he used his feets, he could grab the dildo with his feets and slowly pushed the dildo on him and ride him, I asked him so ride it faster so he did, I get in the bed I was on my feets and took his face, pressed his nose with my finger so he can't breath and said "take a some hair" he did it and I putted my dick in his mouth, I kept fucking his face, my fingers still on his nose, he moved his face so he could have some air.

After playing with his mouth I decided to fuck him, he was easier to fuck since he rode his new toy for like 15 minutes, I loved how he squeezed when I spanked him, I asked him "do you want my babies, uncle?" He said "yes, in my ass, fill me" and I fill him with the cum that I saved for two days, I was thinking the rope off and saw how my cum was getting out his ass (that's why I like to save some loads and fill him)

fuck I was exhausted, we took a brake just to cuddle, he told me that It was a nice time, but he will beeven worse the next Sunday, I just laugh and kiss his lips, we kissed for a while, he asked me to spit in his mouth, of course I did it, he ate them, after that I kept fucking him, we had five rounds in total, in the last I just felt the climax but nothing of cum came out of my dick, my uncle took all my loads.

Well that's all that happened today, he is trying to relax, his legs are shaking and he said that he can still feel me inside, I'm in the other had feeling good, my dick hurt a bit after five rounds, but I have no regrets. Also he said he wanted to try fisting...I said NO, he said that he wanted to try, but I to him that it will never happen, after a talk he won't fisting me at all, he will put four fingers inside but nothing else, his wife called him and told him that she will be late at home because of the traffic, so we could chill a bit and watch movies, there are more info about what we did, but I'm kinda tired after all the rounds, I think I'll post every Sunday at night after having sex with my uncle (hubby).

I have been sucking my brother for the last few months. I feel like a lot of stuff on here may not be true, but this 100% is. Been reading this sub for a while after things between us crossed the line and I realized crossing that line was what made it so arousing. Hoping to get some advice from guys who have been in, if not a similar situation, something at least in the same galaxy.

Quick backstory (you can look in my profile for more details) my brother and I would beat off to porn when we lived together. A few months ago I had a conversation with my wife where I mentioned doing that and she reacted poorly (probably right of her looking back lol). I wanted to know if other guys did what we did so I posted, and I was pleased to find out that yup, a lot did. Some did a lot more than us. So I brought it up to my brother, who was receptive and we beat off to a porn together for the first time in years. The next time we hung out we ended up beating each other off. We did that a few times until it escalated.

Once I let myself fall down the man-rabbit-hole (manhole?) I wanted to try stuff with a guy I never let myself admit to wanting. The biggest was sucking dick and swallowing cum. However, I would never cheat on my wife. Somehow, someway, my brain let me believe that what my brother and I were doing was not cheating, since he’s my brother. So, I asked him if he’d ever been curious about oral, and he reacted kind of like what the fuck took you so long. lol.

The next time we were able to hang out late night alone, we put porn on, then got our dicks out, then grabbed each others. It was tense as we knew what we had discussed. Finally he said something like, “well…” and I leaned over and put his dick in my mouth.

It wasn’t a great blowjob I’m sure (I was pretty drunk, but not shit faced) but I sucked him until he came in my mouth and I swallowed. Then he leaned over and returned the favor. It was great, amazing; loved it.

We did that a few more times, which is when I realized that this was no longer just 2 guys being dudes and fooling around, but full blown incest. And then I found this sub. And beat off it to. A lot.

It’s really fucking hot that he’s my brother and we suck each other off. That I swallow his cum, so genetically similar to mine. That he’s my best friend since birth and by blood. And that he’s my older brother and has always had my back. I’m not in love with him, but the intensity and depth of our relationship, and the wildly taboo nature of what we’re doing, is just so goddamn fucking hot. I’m popping boners randomly in the middle of the day and that hasn’t happened in very many years.

However, the guilt I’ve been feeling is growing exponentially too. Not just cheating on my wife (I wholeheartedly understand that I am, but I also still believe it’s not as bad as with a random woman). But the enormity of not just committing incest, but genuinely loving it, makes me sick sometimes. Like I knew I was a freak, but this is next fucking level. Not that I’ll stop, but still.

Just wanted to tell my story. I met a lot of great guys on the other sub I was on, but figured that this community is probably a better place to meet guys who understand what I’m going through.

Thanks for reading.

[I felt like I just bared my soul and my thoughts and my memories, hope you enjoy guys. I dont feel the way I worded this story was sexual though - Yes there is sex in but IDK. Its not concise but I just felt like I shared my experience and these little details and unnecessary info dumps contributed to my overall experience and I wanted you guys to feel as if youre having the experience with me]

So to make sense of what my living situation is like : my family is seperated, I live with my grandparents [65] with my dad near and my mother is working on another country to support us. My father[44] has another wife and my mother has another husband.

My mother[43] doesnt really have a house here so whenever she visits home she goes to my uncles house. Thats basically where I spend 2 months of vacation every year with my cousins and friends.

My uncle has been the average funny guy my whole life. He was the one who made the jokes, the one who had all the toxic masculinity quips like slapping my ass and feeling my dick and saying how much I’ve grown (I feel like this is less of a sexual thing and more of a cultural thing in my country). He also used to bathe me and my cousin [20] and that was the first time I knew I liked dick. When I first saw his dick in the shower, with droplets of water dripping from his hairy chest to it, I felt something different. I only saw that it was hung and hairy, but didn’t really took note of it until later in life. We used to play around and splash each other with water, and who ever had the shower head had the power, and yes I realized as a kid how silly I was but when me and my cousin used it against him he would actually just piss really hard in our direction to retaliate. In retrospect thats probably how I developed a pissing kink.

Anyways - what I really wanted to share was in last year’s vacation. I usually shared a room with my cousin. I actually blow him everynight but thats not the focus of the story. The focus of the story was my uncle who could always be found sitting on the backyard in our large swing. I wouldnt call it a backyard. There was really a lot of free space behind our house and we just made used of it. It was pretty far off about 30 meters away from our house. In our location, summer was generally known to be hot and having a swing in the shade with great winds to accompany it was a nice relief that I often found myself ending up on. Anyways my uncle was always there because he was a chainsmoker while the rest of the family didn’t smoke at all and my aunt hated this hobby. I was with him a lot of the times because I hated the heat and as long as I got my phone I was satisfied with sitting in place.

So yeah I often ended up in the big quilted swing with my uncle. Was that weird? Not really it could actually handle 3-5 people. But seeing him on the opposite of me, barefoot, wearing a wifebeater just smoking felt like the devils of lust was teasing me every second. But I enjoyed it, thoroughly… I enjoyed the imaginary tension I created in my head. And every-time he would joke inappropriately I would lean into it. It was a fun routine that generally ended in nothing until one night.

This certain night we just finished having dinner and I was reading on the swing and my uncle came up. It actually felt cold so he jokingly snuggled onto me. Except when he thought I would recoil out of disgust like the previous times I just shrugged and leaned into him. And my ass was positioned right infront of his loose basketball shorts. It was comfortable. It was the night after a hot long day so it was pretty cold and I quite liked it. He moved away for a moment to smoke but after that he just asked what I was doing. So he went back to the same position and just watched me scroll through tiktok until we got ready for bed.

This kept happening for a week until one day on the same song and dance routine we have been doing, he started touching my waist. I didnt know why he did it, maybe he needed a waist to rest his hand on. It almost didnt feel sexual, almost as if a bro was doing it. It felt good to me though. After that we just started talking. And with the night sky and the stars and the moon and all that with no one even bothering to check in on us (my cousin has asthma) so he normally doesnt go when he knows his dad is smoking. It was pretty romantic. But I knew nothing about what we were doing were romantic. I just really wanted to touch his cock.

After that night I felt if we went on like this nothing would actually happen. Verging on the breach of taboo yet still so scared. So that night I felt like I had to make a big move so I laid my head on his other arm that was resting beside my head and just pretended to sleep. In my head it was as if I gave the baton to make a decision to him. To touch or not to touch. He bid his time for about thirty minutes, trying to decide if I really was asleep - I wasnt but he actually started to touch my ass. Just a few fingers slipped in my draws and caressed me.

I did nothing that night.

But the next day was different. I took off my shirt as an excuse for being hot, and to be fair it was extra hot that day. He did too, maybe he wanted to mirror me. It was hot. He was hot. He wasnt the typical description youd see here. He was 5’9 and hairy and a dad bod. Not the dad bod that people are glorifying now but one that would get you blocked from grindr. It was really hot to me though and he had big arms. One of the things that really turned me on about him was his forearm hair. I don’t know. And when he was smoking I actually took it from his fingers and tried it a bit. This story was actually a year ago but I can feel the desperation of the old me trying to feel the ghosts of where his lips has been. I actually did smoke from senior high but I’m not really addicted. I just quit cold turkey a year ago and it never really bothered me. So he was a bit surprised that I didnt even react.

It was just me trying to play it cool.

That night after dinner we had our shirts on again. But I really wanted us to take it off. We did our usual back and forth but when he decided to start watching my phone I backed onto him. I didnt really knock him over no, I backed onto him at a nails pace. Maybe an inch every 30 seconds. But when I felt contact at my ass I stopped. But then he started moving forwards, yet my eyes and his were still stuck at the screen of my phone watching random tiktoks on my for you page. Each with our own agendas yet ignoring the elephant in the room. Well his elephant wasnt ignored by me I actually started getting hard. It wasnt hard to miss but I just laid there and didnt care.

This was the night I felt like we acknowledged it. The sexual thing between us.

I feel like Im making this story a little too long. There was a lot more details, a lot more talks, a lot more politics yet we never did anything on the swing. Except me pushing my hands under his drawstrings and holding his balls and cock briefly. He just smiled like he won me over or something. No. I won him over. That was what I thought in the moment but Looking back I dont know who truly won. Was it me who seduced him or was it just him who always wanted me and me who lighted the consent fireworks by basically dry humping him.

Once we acknowledged the sexuality of the relationship I think it was a bit easier for me. I was already 18 at the time and pretty much had sexual experiences prior. The only thing I cared about and was scared to get was the mutual acknowledgement that we both wanted to do things to each other.

After that night things went pretty smoothly. The house was pretty big so. We actually often went out but my favorite part of summer was sunday. My family went to church and by the time I was 15 there already had been a few big fights about me being atheistic. Our uncle also wasnt religious at all so we had the house to ourselves. My experience, when it comes to sexual stuff at the time was quite different, alot of the stuff was just unsaid. I’ve seen a couple of posts with full blown conversation and I just cant imagine that actually happening to me, to us. Trying to see when he was horny or what he actually wanted to do definitely needed a seer. It involved a lot of non verbal cues, eye contact, and one word replies. Idk it just felt like as long as we werent talking then the ones that were having sexual relations wasnt us. He wasnt the uncle with the pleasant jovial voice who made a lot of jokes and I wasnt well… me.

Our first actual get together was at a sunday, and he was just smoking at the couch watching tv. This was the only time he could smoke on the couch and used the ashtray there. I just sat by him. Talking about stuff that didnt matter while he suddenly started touching me. From his hand that was at my shoulder- what we typically do , it went down to my back and more - which we typically didnt do. I didnt really react I just let him touch me all over but I was really hard. Part of my sexual identity and desires is the desire to be used. And I just enjoyed laying there while my uncle did anything he wanted to me. Of course a few minutes later and he started pushing down on my head. It actually felt different than when having sexual relations with kids my age like my cousin. His hand felt heavier. Maybe it was his actual strength since his arms were my favorite part of him or maybe it was the weight of his age, his authority, his presence.

I was used to sucking dick and I have done it hundreds of times. But this was the first uncut cock. And the first musky cock. Idk the ones who I suck the cock of my age seemed to be really concerned with cleanliness and being appropriate. But as I went down on him I find that I didnt mind it too much. The musk. And I actually started to resent clean cocks after that. Even when I hook up with people for grindr now I tell them to not wash their cock with soap. Its such a random thing sorry LMAO lets not stray too far.

Ofcourse I swallowed. I felt like Ive never not swallowed my whole life. It was nice. But he didnt make me cum. He didnt really touch my cock, he just played with my ass and used my head. I was so hard back then that if in that moment he touched my cock I could have probably came right then and there. But he didnt. He was pretty selfish I guess looking back. But I didnt really care. I didnt really know why the word blueballed was such a bad thing. Even when I dont end up cumming sucking his cock was still fun. I never really cared to jack of either he was done cumming and it felt like the end so it was awkward. Until at night when I was alone imagining him cumming in my throat. Well I really let go then.

After that we would touch each other constantly through out the week but the sexual stuff was only done when we were truly alone. When he started trying to finger me I knew he wanted sex. We didnt discuss it but on sunday I actually cleaned and tried to stretch myself a bit. I didnt want him slowly entering me and us having to have a conversation. I wanted him to slip in a breed me and have no conversations afterwards. So I did. And we did. I actually came. After he came inside of me I just laid down on him and his wifes bed. Looked him dead in the eyes. Looked around realized what we just did and just masturbated to it. The taboo-ness of what was actually done. The cum shooting out of me was so much it actually ended up in my hair, my face, my eyes and the headboard and pillows. I’ve never came that much that I was sure of. He actually laughed a bit. He touched my face picked up the cum then put it in my mouth. I actually hated this but I was a people pleaser. I didnt know why but I had a complex about not eating my cum even though I ate everyone I suck’s cum unconditionally.

Did I panic that I had someone’s cum inside me? Yes actually I was quite educated on stds. And used condoms before. But I really didnt want to talk about it with him so I just went with the flow. He didnt even say he was cumming. He just grunted and I felt my hole wetter. And when he pulled out I reached for his cock. If it was slippery it was lube. If my hand stuck to it and was sticky it was cum. It was sticky. I felt like this was also one of the points that made me cum. Someone just came in me. And I felt used. And while I was masturbating I felt him playing around my hole. Trying to get the cum out of me. Yes he put that in my mouth too.

That summer was fun and we actually never got caught. After that i wasnt really up to me anymore. He would use me whenever he wanted and he had look in his eye that I knew signaled me coming to his room. I loved being used so I went every single time. There are a lot more things he did but I felt like I just bared my soul and too tired to write more.

I came back home this weekend again, just because I wanted to hang out with my brother again.

Once again, in the evening, we hung out but cut to the chase a bit faster. I pulled out my phone and asked him if he wanted to go through more profiles again, this time on mine. He eagerly nodded (which I took to be a positive signal) and he also pulled out his phone and app.

We started going through some messages I had gotten - a lot of college kid profiles from me being on campus during the week. This time, we directly started clicking on people's albums and paused on a lot of the dick pics - it wasn't really that awkward now that both of us knew we were both into it.

He pulled out his phone too, and we kept showing each other when a hot guy had messaged one of us and their pics.

We were both lying on our stomachs on his bed, and were right next to each other. I was getting really hard and horny, and so decided to just ask him, "hey, what kind of porn are you into?"

He cocked his head and finally said, "why do you ask?"

"Oh just getting a bit horny right now, might be fun to watch something." My heart was racing so fast, and the moment the words left my mouth I wondered if I had made a mistake. I tried to keep it as casual as possible, but this was definitely very new territory.

Luckily, he took it in stride. "Yeah, honestly I'm a bit horny too. I'd be down."

I swiped out of Grindr and opened up an Incognito tab on my phone and pulled up a gay porn site. I scrolled through the homepage and asked him if any grabbed his attention.

"Maybe that one" he said, tapping my screen.

The ad played, and then the video started. I turned my phone so it was in landscape, and set it on the pillow as we both were watching. It was a video of two twinks fucking.

At first, we just kind of laid there, taking in the video silently. I started to move my hips back and forth, gently rubbing my dick against the bed. He started to the same.

I put one had in my shorts and underwear, wrapping it around my hard dick which was underneath me. It was a bit hard to stroke though, so I asked him, "hey, would you mind if I took my dick out?" I was so fucking horny that my inhibitions were maybe lower, I still can't believe I said that lol.

"Yeah, let's do it" he said. I paused the video and we flipped over to our backs and I made the first move, pulling my shorts and underwear down. My dick was so hard that it strained against the underwear band until it finally came free, springing out. I felt kind of conscious as I saw my brother's eyes just staring at my dick. He then did the same.

Some of you have asked about our dicks - they are honestly so so similar, which I guess makes sense but is kind of weird haha. We're both right around 7" and maybe average thickness. I honestly could not tell you who's is bigger. And also, body type wise we're also similar lol: we both play soccer and have like a lean/abs body type but I'm a bit more muscular I would say (I go to the gym more than he does).

I then wrapped my right hand around my dick, used my left to hold the phone and started playing the video again. We both started stroking, matching each other's rhythm. I think both of us had stopped looking at the video and were just taking in each other's bodies and dicks.

We both fully kicked off our shorts/underwear and took off our shirts, and I could feel his warm body pressed up next to mine as we both stroked our hard dicks together. I can't tell you how good it felt - I really had to hold back a bit because I was so horny and close.

We both started breathing harder and moaning together, which made it even more hot. We picked up the pace, and finally he said, "fuck I'm going to cum, I'm cumming, ahh" and then cum shot out of his dick all over his chest and body. That set me off, and I started cumming too, and I also just kept shooting ropes. It was the most intense cumshot I had had in a very long time.

I glanced over at him, and we both smiled, the euphoria still on our faces. Both of our dicks were still twitching, and cum coated both of our bodies.

"Fuck, that felt so good" I said.

"Yeahh it really did" he said, smiling.

We lay there for a bit, and then cleaned ourselves up.

"Let's do that again" he said, which made my heart jump.

"Hell yeah, I'm so down"

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I'm so fucking excited, I feel like we're just getting started but I can't tell you how hot and fun it was. I'm writing this minutes afterwards (I went straight to my room and opened up Reddit lol). I'm going back tomorrow morning but will come back next weekend again and continue :)

For a quick recap, my dad gave me sex toys for my 18th birthday and one of the gifts he bought multiple flesh lights and whichever ones I didn’t want he’d return, however he didn’t return it, he used it and left his cum inside. I got caught using his used fleshlight and this is the progressions of updates of me trying to get fucked by my dad.

This is real so look at my posts if you want the other previous updates before reading this one

I spent the rest of the day with the plug in my ass making sure to keep it safe so his cum would stay inside of me. I was absolutely rock hard the entire day thinking about what my dad had in mind and every time I sat down on the plug it hit a bundle of nerves that had my cock leaking.

I went downstairs and had pancakes, sausage and eggs for breakfast and decided to take care of some homework to try to ease the strain on my dick while being productive. I wanted everything to go perfectly because I knew that this was my best shot at getting my dads dick inside of me and I was terrified of messing it up. I had butterflies in my stomach from nervousness and idk about any of you but when I get nervous or anxious, I feel like I have to shit. Now I have my dads cum inside of me and a plug blocking all of this inside of me and I can feel myself being backed up like I was going to explode. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” I thought to myself.

I decided I had no choice and went to talk to my dad who was working on his computer. “Dad, I know you said I need to keep the plug in at all times unless you say otherwise and you wanted your cum in me still, but I’ve got to shit really badly.” I said on the verge of tears. My dad didn’t even glance up. “You’re a big boy now so you’ve got a decision to make, I hope you make the right one.” He said in an even keel voice. I went pale, I didn’t know what the best choice was, I wanted him to tell me what to do. More than anything I wanted his cock inside of me. But I didn’t want him to fuck my hole that would be shitty either.

I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to go to the bathroom and shit out his load and my anxiety shit as well. I felt like I lost 5 pounds. I cleaned my hole back out and put the plug back in, and went out to tell my dad what I did. I figured it was better to own up to it then let him find out later.

“I couldn’t do it dad, I’m sorry, I took out the plug. I will accept any punishment you want to give me.” I said with my head down so he couldn’t see my face. My dad stood up, put one of his hands on my shoulder, and the other under my chin and picked up my head. Tears started falling from my eyes and my dad began to passionately make out with me. I didn’t know what to do at first because this wasn’t the reaction I was expecting but I began kissing back. He shoved his tongue down my throat and began biting my lip while his hand dropped from my shoulder to my ass where he squeezed and cupped it. He pulled away and said, “Be up in my room in 20 minutes for your punishment.” I nodded my head and he walked away. If I was nervous before about a reward I was much worse for the punishment. I sprinted back to the bathroom and shit out my whole breakfast and cleaned myself out just in time to go meet my dad in his room.

I knocked on his door and he told me to come in. I walked inside and my dad is in nothing but his boxers and has a belt in his hand. “Lean over my knee with your hands by the floor.” He told me. I immediately did what he said and he tied my hands together around the leg post so I couldn’t move. “Now I was going to give you your reward at midnight tonight if you followed my directions, but as you have so kindly told me, I now know you cannot do as you’re told so here’s what’s going to happen. You are going to be spanked by my hand and my belt for every minute you failed to do as told. You talked to me at 3:41pm which means you have 499 spanks. You will count out loud each spank and you will say thank you dad after each one. Mess up and we start again from the beginning. Do you understand?” He asked. “Yes dad.” I responded

Little did my dad know, I always enjoyed his spankings because it was the closest his hand ever got to my ass at the time.

The first smack came and it was a firm, echoing hit that stung much more than I remember from when I was punished growing up. “1, thank you dad.” He began to alternate cheeks, maintaining that same firm smack with his hand that perfectly fit around my ass. “20, thank you dad.” He would admire his work from time to time and rub the developing hand prints which felt like someone lit my ass on fire but in full honesty I got hard because of it. The problem is, my dick is against my dads knee which means he can feel it grow with each smack. “If you’re enjoying this punishment so far, I guess I better make this more difficult.” He said. I glanced back and he was smiling and wailed on my ass so hard I nearly fell out of the chair from his knee. “40, thank you dad” I whined.

Each smack came harder than the last and I was sure that I had marks on my ass already. “100, thank you dad.” I said with tears in my eyes. He paused for a minute and I felt him shift and then return to his initial position. Whack. I groaned out loud because my dad switched to his belt. “101, thank you dad.” There was no escaping this punishment, but I also enjoyed how much this didn’t feel like my dad anymore but like a controlling daddy. My cock began to start to leak and he began to stroke it lightly. My moaning became much more constant with each smack creating a much louder moan before turning to my usual volume of groaning. “200, thank you dad.” I was starting to enjoy this more and more until my dad took his belt and wacked it against my nuts and dick that he had pulled down. I nearly threw up, I couldn’t say words. “What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you.” He teased. “263, thank you dad“ I whimpered out. “That’s what I thought you said” he chuckled. He then returned back to his hand and began to alternate cheeks once again going a bit softer than he first started but each slap still felt like my ass was on fire. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. Each time my cock got turned on I was met with a barrage of spanks against my cock and balls, my own body and horniness was being used against me. “400, thank you dad” I spat out almost in tears. My dad began to kiss my cheeks to “make the boo boos” go away before landing a smack with the belt on the other cheek. I was actively crying at this point because of how overwhelmed I was but that’s when I felt my dads dick get hard against my thigh. My dad was getting turned on by his sons red ass and listening to him whimper, groan and cry over his knee. “478, thank you dad” my dad began to draw back his hand much harder and spank me so hard that his hand was getting red from the impact. ”498, thank you dad” I waited and waited for the last smack, the last bit so the punishment was over but it never came. Instead he got up out of the chair, untied me and picked me up to throw me onto his bed.

He put a blindfold onto me and put restraints on my hands and feet so I was laying face down ass up with my knees tied to my elbows so there was no relaxing. “I’m going to go to the store and then the bar tonight with some friends from work, we will finish up your punishment when I get back.” He put one of his vibrators into my hole and turned it on and left me there.

My dick was already straining from being spanked and this vibrator was buzzing against the perfect spot and my dick was leaking. I begged my dad to use me now but he had already walked out of his room and downstairs. I could feel the urge that I had to piss or something welling up inside of me until I couldn’t stop myself from moaning and cumming all over his bed. What started out as feeling great turned into torture as the constant buzzing in my hole left me overstimulated and I couldn’t take it. I was sobbing behind the blindfold but my dick just got even harder and harder. I shot 3 more loads all over the bed practically being milked when I finally felt the vibrator stop. I felt so tired from my empty balls and overstimulated dick that even though I had the vibrator inside me, I fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of the front door slamming shut and footsteps coming up to his room. The door creaked open and I heard his clothes fall to the ground behind me. “Fuck yes, how’s my lil slut doing?” He asked while crawling up onto the bed. I didn’t even get the chance to answer before he pulled the vibrator out of my hole. I whimpered at the feeling of emptiness. “What number are we at?” He asked. “Four hundreddddd…” my dad spit in my hole and began to rim my ass deeply as my gaping hole was out for him to use. “What was that? Did you lose track?” He joked. “498, dad.” I managed to finally say. He wound up and spanked my ass on both sides at the same time, rocking the bed and me in the process. “499 and 500, thank you dad.” I said.

My dad came around and took off my blindfold and sat in front of me. I opened my eyes and he was completely naked in front of me, stroking his dick and pretty drunk from the smell of his breath and stubble. “Are you sure you want this? To be my personal toy? There isn’t any coming back from this. You’ll always be my son but you’ll also be a free use piece of ass to me. Is that what you want?” He asked while stroking his thick 8 inch dick. “Yes please dad, I really want your dick inside me. I’ll do anything you want me to.” I eagerly responded.

He kissed me deeply before moving my head down to his crotch. He clearly hasn’t showered since early because his well trimmed bush still smells like sweat, pre cum and him and I instantly got a boner. I let him control my head and use it as he pleased, focusing on circling the tip of his dick with my tongue every time I reached the top while trying to open my throat as he forced more of his cock down. We fell into a good rhythm and slowly picked up the pace. I opened my eyes instead of focusing and I saw him sitting up in the bed, head tilted back, mouth partially open with one hand rubbing his nipple. I groaned around his dick because of how hot it was and that earned a moan from him before he looked down at me and we made contact. He tightened his grip around my hair and began to skull fuck me up and down much faster than before, getting me all the way down to the base and barely to the tip before forcing me balls deep again. He never broke eye contact and I tried not to while my eyes watered from a thick dick being shoved down my throat. He pulled my head all the way down balls deep while I gagged and spit on his cock not being able to move before he let me completely off of his dick. He spit in my face and said “yeah, you definitely have your mothers lips but you give head so much better than she ever did. I bet you’re even tighter too.” He got up and went behind me and began to eat my ass out, pushing his tongue deeper and deeper. I felt something cold on my hole and then I felt his fingers inside of me, one and then two, spreading and rubbing the little bundles of pleasure in my ass while the other hand lightly stroked and teased my leaking cock. He finally fit the third and began to spread them again earning moans from me. “Are you ready for your daddy’s cock Jacob?” He asked me. I nodded and I felt his tip on my hole. He grabbed my hips and slowly pressed in.

I let out a scream as he pushed the fat head of his cock inside of me. I had not experienced anything this thick before inside of me as this was the hardest I’ve ever seen his cock. He began to kiss my neck and bite my ear while inching his cock further into me and then pulling back to the bottom of his tip slowly. He got 4 inches in when I finally started to groan and he stopped. “Holy shit you’re tight, do you want me to stop and wait until you can take a bigger dick?” He asked. “NO!” I whined back. “I need your dick inside of me please dad I wanna have you balls deep in my tight little hole.” I told him. “Ok, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I think that was all my dad needed to hear because he pulled out and I heard him put more lube on his cock and then the sound of him jerking off behind me. He put his hands on my waist again and this time instead of inching his way in thrusted 2/3rds of his cock inside of me. I screamed louder than I did during the entire punishment and even when I was overstimulated from the vibrator. My dad began to fuck me while rolling his hips and leaning on top of my back while panting in my ear. “You like your dads dick in your hole?” “Fuck yes daddy, please I need it all.” I was in tremendous pain already from how he was fucking me but I wanted him completely inside of me. He kneeled straight up, put one knee up and began to thrust balls deep inside of my tight hole. He slowed down and would pull almost completely out before slamming back in with his balls slapping against my ass. Every time he slammed in, I groaned just like I did with the spanking and I could feel his dick twitching inside of me. “I’m sorry, I can’t take this speed anymore.” he said to me. He switched his hands from my hips to choking me from behind and began to thrust even faster and harder into my hole. There was nowhere to move to so I had to sit there and take it until it felt better and once it did I was a moaning mess. I think my dad picked up on the fact that I was in a lot of pain and started to jerk off my cock instead of choking me while he railed my hole and I couldn’t help myself from whimpering, “daddy, daddy, please daddy, I’m going to cum if you don’t stop.” He stopped jerking my cock but started jackhammering my hole even rougher than I thought was possible. “I wanna look you in the eyes while I breed your hole and mark you as mine while you lose your virginity.” He told me. He spit on his hand, pulled my hair and made me look back at him while jerked me off. I was already on the edge from just his thrusts and he managed to hit something inside of me that I shot cum all over his hands, bed and myself. The overstimulated feeling of being used after cumming had my hole clenched more than before thrusts began to get sloppy. “You want my cum inside you Jacob? Do you want your dads cum to fill your lil ass?” He asked. “Yes please dad I want it, I need it, I need you to cum in me.” I begged. With a few more thrusts my hole milked his load out of him and he groaned and thrust his cock balls deep in me with each shot of his cum. He stayed there panting, balls deep, admiring me and my hole that he just gaped before pulling out with a pop and untying me. He cuddled me in his bed and made out with me while his load leaked out of me. I looked him in the eyes and said, “I’m so happy we did this.” He laughed and said, “I never would have guessed you wanted me and my dick but I’m glad that I was able to be the one to show you how to take one.”

We fell asleep and spooned all night and he woke me up with head. I grabbed his hair and skull fucked him and gave him zero warning that I was cumming so he got to taste his sons load. I didn’t get any complaints out of him as he swallowed my load, flipped me over, and ate my sensitive hole out pushing my cum inside and putting the plug back in me. He knew I probably wasn’t going to be able to fuck for a few days based on how he use my hole last night but I’m going to see if I can do it again tonight.

I’ll try to update more as new stuff happens, would love to hear ideas of toys, ways to fuck or places to fuck that we could do without being caught as father son. I’m very into public and he isn’t very shy about a lot of kinks so I can ask him what he’s into and go from there but i'm so excited that I got fucked by my dad and that it went so well

Me and my half brother were home by ourselves gaming and talking about random crap. After a bit he stopped and just sat there then asked outta nowhere “whats it was like kissing another guy?” He knows I’m gay and said he was just curious if it felt different from kissing girls. Wasn’t really sure what to say but told him that “it’s probably not that different I guess.”

Then he asked me the question “will you kiss me?” First I laughed thinking he was making more of his weird ass jokes but he looked at me dead serious saying he wasn’t kidding “I wanna know what it’s like and I trust you” I don’t know what came over me but seeing the look on his face I went for it and kissed him then pulled away but he quickly grabbed my face and pulled me back in for more. We made out for I dunno how long but we pulled apart after feeling his hand move down to my growing crotch and we just sat there all quiet. He told me “that was really nice actually, thanks” and just looked at me smiling while I sat there thinking what just happened.

Had time to think about it more and part of me is glad I stopped us when I did but another part of me wanted to do more with him. All kinds of confused about it, like what should I do

All characters are over 18

Characters: Dad/Butch [45], Kevin [19], Jim [30]

Series Links: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Jim fucked me once more before it was time for him to go. I wanted him to stay the night, but he told me he had to get up early for work but promised that I could stay at his place anytime I wanted to. I thought that was a great idea.

I asked him if Dad could come along. He readily agreed. Things were looking up. Dad and I had a safe private place to go and fuck. Jim was the icing on the cake. With any luck, they’d both be frosting my face with their salty icing.

I snuck Jim out the front door as quietly as I could. He kissed me good night and it was surprisingly sweet and tender. Just like Dad, there were sides to him too. He could be both sweet and nasty as fuck.

I watched him walk to his car. He glanced over his shoulder and gave me a wink, then got in and drove away. I turned around and gasped audibly. My father was sitting in the living room and clicked on the light.

“Oh, shit. You scared me, Daddy.” I said holding my hand to my heart, which was beating very fast now. I was grateful that it was Dad and not Mom, seeing as how I had only thrown my panties back on to walk Jim out.

Dad just glared at me. He stood up and went to the door to the garage. Opening it, he pointed with his chin for me to go to the shop.

I obeyed without a word of complaint. I got a bit of a chill from the feeling of the cool floor on the soles of my feet. The air was cool too and my nipples were hard. Fortunately, it wasn’t cold enough for shrinkage but I felt my balls retract.

I knew where we were going, so I opened the door to Dad’s shop and went inside. He came inside and closed the door behind him. He sat down on a low stool and affixed me with a serious look.

“I thought we understood each other.” He said to me. He didn’t seem all that mad but he wasn’t smiling.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. About what exactly?” I asked him. I wasn’t sure where this was going, or where he was coming from, for that matter.

“You might be eighteen, but you’re still living under my roof. I thought I told you about bringing strange boys over.” He said. Suddenly it dawned on me what this was.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to upset you.” I said as sheepishly as I could manage.

“I don’t want these boys getting you pregnant. Not while you’re living here, do you understand me?” Dad asked me.

“I understand, Daddy.” I said, looking down at my feet. I loved showing Daddy how I could play my part.

“It’s good that you understand but you’ll need to be punished for breaking the rules. No boys in your room after dark. Are we clear?” Dad said.

“Yes, Daddy. I understand. I won’t let other boys in my room after dark without your permission.” I said.

“Good. Now, get over my knee.” Dad ordered. I did as Dad commanded me. “This is going to hurt me more than it hurts you, believe me.” He said before smacking my ass with his bare hand.

“Ooh.” I moaned as he whacked me again. I could feel his hardness pressing into my side as he continued to punish me.

“Oh, Daddy. I’m sorry, Daddy.” I moaned. Dad pulled my panties down to get more direct contact with my skin and continued smacking my cheeks, which burned and stung from his hitting. I was sure that he could feel how hard I was as my cock pressed into his leg.

Next he spread my cheeks open and started fingering me. “No, Daddy. That’s my pussy.” I moaned.

“Your dirty pussy that you let all the boys stick their filthy cocks in? Is that the pussy you mean?” Daddy asked as he shoved his fingers inside me.

“Yes, Daddy.” I moaned as he finger fucked me.

“Don’t you like Daddy’s fingers in your pussy?” He asked as he massaged by prostate. I could feel my cock leaking on his leg and felt a wet spot form in his underwear.

“But, it’s wrong, Daddy. We shouldn’t.” I moaned as he inserted another finger inside me.

“If it’s so wrong, why is your clit so hard against my leg, huh? I think you have all these boys inside you to because you secretly want your Daddy, isn’t that right?” He asked me.

“Oh, Daddy. I don’t know.” I gasped.

“Admit it!” He spat. “Admit that it’s Daddy’s cock you want. Tell me you want me to fuck your cunt.”

“Yes, Daddy! I admit it. It’s your cock that I want, Daddy. I want you to fuck my dirty cunt and get me pregnant!” I groaned.

“Get on your knees!” He barked and pulled his fingers out of me. I got on my knees and Dad put his dirty fingers in my mouth. “Suck them clean.” He ordered and I obeyed. I could still taste the remnants of Jim’s load on them.

With his other hand, Dad fished his cock out of his briefs and held it to my face. “Is this what you want, you filthy whore?”

“Yes, Daddy!” I exclaimed and licked up his shaft, tasting his musky sweat. I ran my lips over it and kissed the head, tasting his delicious precum. “Oh, fuck Daddy. I love your manly cock.” I said before taking it all in my mouth. “Oh, fuck yeah. That’s my good girl. You’re a whore for Daddy now. I’m going to fucking destroy that pussy.” He sighed.

“Mmm hmmm.” I moaned as I worked his cock just how he liked it. I deep throated him and tightened my throat around his shaft. Dad grabbed my head and started to fuck my mouth in earnest.

“Oh, fuck. That’s so fucking good.” He said as he thrust and pulled my head in and back over and over. “Yeah, you’re gonna suck Daddy’s cock every fucking day, baby.” He sighed.

Dad was being especially forceful today. My throat was tired and sore from Jim and now Dad. I forced it open, so that I was basically a cock sleeve for Dad. Spit ran down my chin as my father continued his abuse.

Dad’s breathing was becoming rapid and heavy. He was going to cum soon. He pulled me up and bent me over the stool. He pushed inside me before I was ready and it hurt. Fortunately, his cock was super slick with spit so the pain was short lived as he started to thrust and fuck me hard.

“Oh, fuck Daddy!” I moaned once the pain had subsided and Dad was hitting my prostate in the best way. Dad’s thrusts were insistent, like he was claiming ownership of me.

Dad held off for another few minutes before he cried out and I felt his hot milk fill my cunt. To my surprise, Dad pulled out, spun me around, and dropped to his knees to finish me off.

“Fuck, Daddy!” I moaned and he took every drop of my jizz before standing up and spitting it into my waiting mouth. We kissed and swapped my salty load between us for a bit before we each got to swallow some of it.

“Oh, fuck Daddy.” I whispered afterwards. He smiled at me and kissed my tenderly. I wished I could get pregnant.

“Next time, let me know if you have another man over.” Dad scolded me gently. “In fact, I think it might be fun for you to bring over some other men for Daddy.” He smiled wickedly.

“That sounds like fun, Daddy.” I said. I could imagine luring some men in using the apps, only to have them be surprised by my father. It would all have to be arranged ahead of time, so that we didn’t really freak people out. I was certain that Jim would play along.

“Sorry about Jim, Daddy. It just sort of happened and I didn’t want to wake you.” I said and wrapped my arms around my big manly father.

“It’s ok. Fortunately, your mother slept through it all but it was exciting for me to listen as he fucked my little girl.” Dad admitted.

“He said we can use his place whenever. We can be alone together. I’d like that. I’d like for it to be just you and me.” I confessed. I loved my mother but I was Daddy’s little girl.

“Hmm.” Daddy said, his voice rising at the end as if he were thinking about how to make arrangements.

“What is it?” I asked him.

“I’m just thinking about how we can be alone together. There are options but I don’t want to make your mother suspicious. It’s not like we can just go camping. She’d never buy it that you wanted to go.” He said, knowing full well that camping was not my style. Glamping, on the other hand, might be something we could do. Not that I could picture my father at a spa.

“Well, you could make it out as if you’re taking me camping to make a man out of me. I can think of some pretty cute outdoorsy outfits that I could put together.” I suggested.

“That’s a pretty good idea.” Dad said and suddenly looked a little guilty. “I’m sorry, Kevin. It took me a while to really understand you. I wouldn’t want to change you, but there was a time that I wanted to.”

“It’s ok, Daddy. We wouldn’t be where we are today without those times. Today is what’s important.” I said and kissed his cheek. “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, Kevin. No, go get cleaned up and get some sleep.” Dad told me and whacked my ass lightly.

“Ow.” I winced. My cheeks were a little sore from his earlier abuse but I wouldn’t change a thing about the evening.

To be continued.

Not entirely sure to do here, as I am still surprised by all of it.

It was late at night and I had been in bed for a few hours watching videos on my phone. Although I was getting tired so I closed my phone and rolled over to try and sleep. I sleep fully nude as its comfortable to me. Maybe not even ten minutes later, I heard the door creak open and someone step inside. I pretended to just be asleep, certain that they may have just wanted to grab something in my room.

Although I immediately panicked as I felt the covers lift a little. The blankets were lifted pretty high off of me as I felt the air hit me. I wouldn't think that was too big of a deal until I felt weight hit the bed and he crawled in next to me. I was still in a little bit in shock so I just stayed still but I could immediately feel something very stiff press slightly against me. They didn't hold me, didn't hug me or really touch me. Just a slow motion of pushing their cock against me. It honestly felt really nice, almost comforting but I couldn't help myself and gave off a small groan, which I think spooked him.

He stopped soon afterward and quietly left, but I could still feel the heat pressed against me. I've been sort of thinking about it ever since, and wouldn't mind if things progressed further but I am worried about ruining things.

I (Jeff, when I was 22 or 23) posted earlier about my first gay sexual experiences with my uncle Rob (45) and his long time boyfriend Mike (54). I would go to their house almost every weekend to play with them but this one time was very different…  

The way I remember it, I was at their house and 2 friends of Mike were there. The one guy was Mike’s age or little older (60?), they had grown up together and went to school together. He came with another other guy who was hot looking and probably in his 30’s. Mike had not seen his friend in over 20 years. His friend and the younger guy (I don’t remember their names) were visiting the USA and spoke almost no English. Although I couldn’t understand what they were saying, I could tell the conversation was sexual as they were laughing, looking at me and my uncle and they were  touching and feeling the boners in their pants.

Then Mike said that he and his long time friend had both played a little together when they were growing up but that his was married and had a family now and the younger guy was married too. Mike translated that the younger guy had never had a BJ or gay sex before and they were all talking and telling him about how much better gay sex was! Mike then called my uncle Rob to come over and told him he should give his old friend a BJ, and to my surprise, He did! But then Mike was always pushing the limits of what he would ask my uncle to do and my uncle usually submitted to it. I watched my uncle go over to Mike’s friend, get down on his knees and he pulled the guy's pants down and started giving him a BJ in front of everyone!

The other guy was watching his older married friend get a BJ right in front of him! I could see he was getting a boner watching it and he had lots of pre-cum showing! That’s when Mike said, Hey Jeff!, you know that other guy (I forget his name) has never had a BJ before, (and I could see a big bulge in his pants), so why don’t you show him what it feels like. I was a little shocked as I had never done anything like that before, giving head to stranger but I could tell the guy was really horny and nervous, and I really wanted to be the first guy to give him the pleasure of a BJ! For some reason it made me feel special? The guy was standing right next to his older friend (who my uncle was sucking off) and I so went over and I also pulled down his pants (just like my uncle did) and I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock through his underwear and then pulled his cock out and put it in my mouth. He had so much pre-cum in his underwear, it smelled really musty and he had a big hard cock. They were both moaning and talking in Armenian while me and my uncle were sucking them off!

Then Mike’s tells me to stop and says you’ve been a really good boy, I want to fuck you, let’s go to the bedroom. He says something in Armenian to the guys and they both stop and and he tells my uncle to stop also. Me and Mike go into the bedroom alone and I’m really horny by now and Mike starts fucking me and I’m loving it! I then I hear Mike call over his old friend and and the other guy to the bedroom. Mike says, they are married and can never do anything like this back home and they really like you, would you do me a favor and let them watch me fuck you. (He had always honored my wish for us not to fuck in front of my uncle because it was too embarrassing for me, and he said your uncle will stay in the other room), so I said OK. They came into the bedroom and were both jacking off watching Mike fuck me! It was so hot! I could feel Mike cumming inside of me! It felt great and I had my eyes closed in pleasure and then I felt his cock push back inside of me again BUT it felt bigger and thicker than usual but I thought he ‘s just extra horny. When I opened my eyes it was not Mike but his old school friend that was fucking me! I knew He had been looking at me all night! His dick was just as big and thicker than Mike’s. He was fucking me very aggressively and he didn’t care if I made a move to say it hurt a little, he would just fuck me harder! and I could feel Mike’s leftover cumm inside of me and it felt like it was warm lube. I never gave Mike or his friend permission for this but it still felt good (although it was a little rougher than I liked), and then he totally shot a huge load inside of me!

Mike apologizes to me and says, we were just so horny! I was a little upset but I was still really horny too! Then he says, I know it’s a lot to ask but would you let his friend fuck you too? You have the perfect ass and I want his first time to be special. And before I could answer his friend was pressing his big cock softly against my hole. He wasn’t sure if he should do it and I think he was waiting for my permission which I liked. I could also tell he was nervous and excited which was kind of hot for me and besides, I was attracted to him, so I said OK, and I grabbed his hard cock and helped him put in my hole until he was able to push it deep inside, which was easier because I had two loads of cumm inside of me already, and then he started fucking me hard! I started kissing him too which was really hot for both of us! He was very verbal, really passionate, and talking in Armenian, but he knew the English word “Fuck” which he said a lot. He finally shot his load pretty quickly and really deep inside of me with multiple streams of cumm! He just kept shooting!

It was a really hot experience but ultimately I wasn’t totally comfortable with the lack of control at times and I never did it again.