- Vinnie Deluca / 20 / Shaggy Dirty Blonde Hair / Swimmer’s Build / Smooth / 7-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ross Lynch
- Sal Deluca / 28 / Light Brown Tight Fade /Muscular Build / Light Hair and Stubble / 10-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Ryan Kwanten
- Tony Deluca / 45 / Dark Brown Tight Fade / Muscular Build / Short Tight Beard and Hairy / 12-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Henry Cavill
- Mike Russo / 44 / Short Black Hair / Muscular Build / Smooth / 9-inches Cut / Celebrity Type: Alan Ritchson
Step-Daddy - Part 1
**Tony’s POV**
It’s been about a month since my oldest son, Salvatore, moved back home from Los Angeles with me and his brother Vincent. Over the course of three days, the three of us entered into an intense, sexual relationship with one another and it’s been heaven ever since.
When we got home from LA, we made some adjustments to our living situations to allow for a more intimate ongoing relationship between the three of us. In the master bedroom we swapped out the queen-sized bed for a king, so the three of us could fit more comfortably. In all honesty, we probably didn’t need that much space, considering Sal or myself usually falls asleep balls deep in Vinnie’s hairless pussy, but it’s nice to have just in case. I made some room in my dressers and closet, so the boys could have clothes readily available. We opted to leave Vinnie’s room as is, in case we needed a guest room on short notice, but we also needed it to help keep up ‘normal family’ appearances. Sal’s room was mostly converted into a storage space for his old apartment’s belongings, but we also left a bed set up, just in case.
A week later, Sal got a new job working as a personal trainer at our local gym a few blocks away. Vinnie decided to join his old man at the family construction company for the summer before he started his final year of college in the fall. We’ve spent the past four weeks bonding like fathers and sons; movie nights, work out sessions at the gym, pool parties, and intense, sweaty, non-stop breeding in every room of the house. It’s been the best summer of our lives.
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Vinnie and I pulled into the driveway after a long day on the job site. Sal’s car was still gone. He usually started his workdays later in the morning, so he must still be down at the gym. It had been a long, hard day, with highs in the mid-90’s. I was wearing my work boots, a pair of jeans, and a plaid blue shirt that I had sweat through an hour into work. All I wanted to do was strip off these soaking clothes, crack open a cold one and watch some TV while my youngest son posted that beautiful, tight boy pussy on my Pringles can-sized cock. It had become my favorite ‘after work’ activity. I swung open the car door and stepped out into the heat.
“What a fucking day” Vinnie moaned, stepping out of the passenger’s side. He wore a pair of black jeans and a pink button-down shirt, with his shaggy dirty blonde hair slicked back. In typical Vinnie fashion, he had unbuttoned his shirt down to the last two buttons, flashing everyone in the vicinity with his beautiful tight pecs and hard nipples. “I’m not a fan of having to wear this much clothing all day. I’m gonna have to find a career where I can just be naked.”
“Ha! You had fun today bud, and you know it” I said. “You were flashing your tits and swinging that pussy in front of every guy on the job site today. I saw it. When you bent over to pick up your dropped clipboard and flashed your pink thong, Ben almost nailed a 2x4 into his leg. You better be careful or one of the guys might grab you and breed that tight pussy in one of the port-a-potties.”
When Sal turned our twosome into a threesome, we decided to loosen the rules of our relationship just a bit. We were now free to play with others solo, but only the three of us were able to sleep in our bed together. It gave us a little bit of flexibility with our three schedules.
“I mean, I wouldn’t hate that” Vinnie said as we walked towards the house. “Especially with Ben. He looks like Michael B Jordan, only bigger. I bet he has a massive black cock.” His hand reached down to adjust the growing bulge in his pants.
“Oh, he does” I said unlocking the front door. “We’ve worked out at the gym together a few times and I’ve seen him in the locker room. I bet he’d stretch your pink pussy out nicely, son.” I slid my hand down the back of his pants and grazed his hole with my finger as he walked in the front door ahead of me.
“Mmmph” Vinnie moaned, looking back at me and pushing back against my finger. “Hold that thought. I’m gonna go get more comfortable.” Vinnie walked back towards our bedroom and glanced into the kitchen. “Hey, Dad. Looks like there’s a voicemail on the answering machine.” He popped the button on his pants, and they slid below his ass, flashing me as he disappeared into the bedroom.
We rarely used the LAN line in the house, but raising two boys on my own, I needed to make sure there were multiple ways to get in touch with me just in case. I walked into the kitchen and pressed play as I grabbed a beer out of the fridge.
*BEEP*
“Uh, yeah. Uh…hey, Tony! It’s uh, me. Mike. Hey, man. Sorry. I don’t have your new cell, so I thought I’d try you at the house. I, uh, know that we haven’t spoken in quite a while, but I’m gonna be in town this weekend and I thought we could maybe grab dinner or a beer. I’d love to see the boys too if you think that’d be OK. Uh, yeah. OK. Well, uh…give me a call…..Bye.”
*BEEP*
Shit. Mike’s back. Mike, my former best friend. Mike, my ex-wife’s husband. Mike, my boy’s stepdad. Why the fuck would he want to see us now? The two of them moved to Florida ages ago and she’s never bothered to reach out to her sons ever since.
Mike and I met our freshman year of college, at the school’s fitness center. He was working at the front desk for a work-study program, and we’d occasionally give each other lifting tips. On his off days, he’d work into my routines with me. We’d been inseparable ever since. He had helped me during the early days of my construction company. He was at each of the boy’s births. He would help babysit whenever we needed it. They called him Uncle Mike. Now, I guess, he’s their stepdad.
“Did I just hear Uncle Mike?” Vinnie asked walking out of the bedroom in a white thong, scratching the back of his head.
“Uh, your ‘stepdad’, yes” I said, twisting off the cap on my beer. I took a long swig and stood there in silence, thinking. “He’s back in town and he wants to meet for a drink or…whatever…” I trailed off.
“Oh, really? Are you going to meet him?” Vinnie asked, walking over to me. I wrapped an arm around his waist and slowly rubbed his smooth bubble butt. That always helped calm my nerves.
“I don’t know” I said, taking another swig of my beer. “Not sure what it would accomplish, but he is your stepdad and maybe this could be a bridge to reconnecting with your mom, if that’s something you boys might be interested in.” I looked down at him, his big brown puppy dog eyes looking back up at me.
“To be honest, I don’t really think about her much anymore” Vinnie said, sliding a hand in between the buttons of my shirt, stroking my hairy muscular chest. “But if it means you possibly reconnecting with your best friend, I say go for it. Sal and I can handle dinner on our own. You should go see Uncle Mike.” He nuzzled his face into my arm pit. “Oof, but first maybe you should take a quick shower and change.”
“Ha!” I laughed, sniffing my other arm pit. “’Oof’ is right.” I leaned down and gave him a kiss. “I’ll text him back, so he has my cell and go get ready.” I messaged Mike and told him to meet me at The Lobo, a bar downtown, across from the hotel he was staying at. I took a quick shower and walked into the closet to get dressed. I put on my pair of tight khaki shorts, a light blue button-down shirt and some sandals. I gave my short beard a quick trim and styled my hair in the mirror.
I walked back into the kitchen and saw Vinnie naked, sunbathing in the last few hours of daylight, by our pool. I walked out to say goodbye…and admire the view for a minute.
“OK, Vin I’m headed out” I said, bending over to give his bubble butt a quick kiss. He flexed in response. “We’re gonna meet down at The Lobo. Have a drink or ten.”
“I hope it goes well, Dad” he said, rolling over on his back. His soft dick flopped on his tight stomach. I bent down to give him a proper kiss on the lips. Our tongues massaged each other as the blood began to flow to my dick.
“Uggggh. I wish I could stay” I said adjusting the growing massive dick in my shorts. “You better be ready for a pounding when I get home, son.” Vinnie winked at me and rolled back onto his stomach. I gave his butt another quick smack for fun and headed back into the house.
Back out front, I hopped into my SUV and headed downtown. When I got close to the bar, I noticed there was a free space near the entrance, so I pulled in and parked. Throwing the heavy wooden door open, I stepped into the dark bar. Not much of a crowd so far, tonight. I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye. It was Mike. He was in a corner booth, waving me down. He looked like he was going to throw up.
“H-hey, Tony” Mike stuttered. “Thanks for meeting me.” He wore a tight black polo over his muscular chest, blue jeans, and some light blue sneakers. His short jet-black hair was spiked up in the front and his face, clean shaven. He looked good. He was about to stand up, but I motioned for him to stay seated. I slid into the other side of the booth and flagged the waitress over.
“Whiskey neat, please and thank you” I told the waitress. Mike gestured to the waitress to bring him one too. She turned back towards the bar and disappeared. “Ten years, Mike. Ten. Years. No word to me or my…our…boys. From either of you. Why now? What do you want?”
“I, uh, I’m finally selling my old house that I’d been renting out the past decade” he said. “It’s time to move on.” He swirled the ice around in his empty glass, avoiding eye contact with me. “I’ve missed you, man. I’ve missed the boys. I just thought I’d shoot my shot and see if there was any chance we could patch things up. See if you’ve forgiven me yet for fucking everything up between us.”
“Speaking of fucking; how’s ‘the wife’?” I asked sarcastically, tilting my head to the side. He looked up from his glass and met my gaze, before quickly looking away again.
“We’re…she’s…she’s good” he said rubbing his neck. “She’s been busy with her jewelry making. For some reason, old Floridians really love chunky-ass turquoise jewelry. I’ve been working as a manager at a Cross Fit gym downtown. It’s not a lot of money, which is partially why we’re selling the house now.”
It’s amazing what time can do. I wasn’t so much angry with him as much as I was hurt and missed my best friend. I had made peace with my ex-wife and our marriage a long time ago. And now I had the boys and our amazing new life together. I didn’t want to keep hanging onto this feeling anymore. I just wanted to move on. To move forward.
The waitress arrived with our drinks. I picked mine up and downed it in one gulp, slamming the empty glass on the table.
“Fuck. You” I said.
“I know” he said. Then he smiled. I smiled back. “Can we get two more, miss?” The waitress disappeared into the slowly growing crowd.
Five or six or seven (maybe?) whiskies later we had both scooched towards the middle of the booth to hear each other better over the crowd. I caught him up on work, Sal’s return, and Vinnie’s school.
“That’s great, Tone” he said smiling as he put a hand on my shoulder. A devilish grin crossed his face. He leaned in, inches from my ear. “How’s the pussy out there?” His hot breath hit my ear and neck, sending a shiver down my spine and blood to the semi-hard cock strained by my tight shorts.
“It’s good man” I laughed, patting him on the knee. I left my hand there. “I was gonna drop a load in some pussy before I got your voicemail.” I thought of my son’s hairless pussy waiting for me at home and squeezed my dick through my shorts.
“Noooooooo, man” he tossed his head back in fake pain and grabbed his chest. “You shoulda TOLD me. We coulda met up later or somethin’. I can’t believe I cock blocked you tonight.”
“Don’t worry, Mikey” I said as I flagged the waitress down for another round. My hand slid up his thigh a little more. “I’ll just hit ‘em up tomorrow. ‘Sides, what do you care? You’re married! You’re probably getting laid all the time.” We both married the same woman. I knew he wasn’t getting any at this point.
“Man, we haven’t had sex in over a year” Mike said leaning back and running a hand over the bulge in his pants. Was that a little stain from his pre-cum? “Since I’m out here on my own, I’m this close to cutting a hole in my hotel mattress and fucking the shit out of it.” His hand ran over his bulge, back and forth, faster and faster. I bit my lip. I shouldn’t have ‘revved the engine’ with Vinnie before I came out here to drink.
“Sorry, boys” the waitress said. “I’m gonna have to cut you off. You got another way home tonight other than driving?”
“Awwwww, man” I said disappointedly. “You know what, ‘ma’am’, I’m gonna have to cut YOU off. And I think WE will be taking OUR business to a FINER establishment.” I was drunk. It was obvious I was drunk.
“We’re-we’re fine ma’am” Mike said as he scratched the back of his head. The front of his t-shirt lifted enough to show a smooth, muscular, lower abdomen. “I’ll get us a Lyft. I’ll make sure he gets home.” He threw an arm around my shoulder and mussed my hair.
“OK, boys” she said. “Get home safe. Make sure you get your car by 9:00AM tomorrow or they’ll ticket you. Street cleaning day.”
As we climbed out of the booth, I threw an arm around Mike’s broad shoulders for balance. His left hand landed on my lower back as he led us through the crowd and out the front door. As we stood on the curb, waiting for our Lyft driver, I put my head on his shoulder.
“I’ve missed you, Mikey” I said.
“I’ve missed you too, Tone” he said, rubbing my abs. “Let’s get you home.” A black sedan pulled up in front of us and stopped.
“Are you Mike?” the driver asked.
“Hey, man” Mike replied. “You our driver?”
“Yes, sir” he said. “I’m Rodrigo. Please get in.”
For some reason my drunk ass hopped into the front passenger seat while Mike fell into the back seat. Rodrigo pulled out and we were finally headed home.
“Thanks for picking us up, Rodrigo” I said looking over at him. He was in his mid-twenties, latin, and cute. He wore a pair of baggy cargo shorts and a black polo. He had curly black hair and a slight goatee. The booze and the throbbing monster cock filling out the front of my shorts filled me with desire. “Rodrigo? Rodrigo. Let me ask you something. Can I ask you something?”
“Uh, yes sir” he replied, giving me a quick glance.
“Have you ever hooked up with one of your passengers?” I asked as my hand slid down into my shorts and grabbed my pulsing hot cock.
“Haha. Yeah!” Mike chimed in, smacking Rodrigo on the shoulder. “You ever bang a passenger? Ever get some pussy?” He scooted into the middle of the back seat so he could see both of us.
“Uh, no sir” Rodrigo replied. “Not….pussy.” He stopped at the red light and looked down at my massive bulge then looked up at me. I smiled at him and unzipped my shorts. My cock plopped out with a smack on my thigh.
“Pull the car over” I said. When the light turned green, Rodrigo pulled over onto the curb and parked.
“Oh, shit Tone” Mike replied. “I forgot how big your fucking cock was. That thing must wreck pussy.” He began slowly stroking his cock through his jeans.
Rodrigo looked at me and took my cock in his hands. His thumb played with the pre-cum seeping out of the head as the other hand stroked my long shaft.
“Your cock is amazing, sir” he said. “Can I…?”
“Suck my cock, boy” I commanded. Mike didn’t know I was gay, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to watch.
I could hear Mike unzip his jeans. He pulled his impressive cock out and started slowly jerking it, enjoying the show. I leaned my seat back and put my arms above my head, waiting to be serviced. Rodrigo leaned over the center console and swallowed my dick in one go. I thrust my hips up and he gagged a bit but never came up for air.
“Fuck that’s hot, Tone” Mike said. I could hear the slick sound of his hand running up and down his shaft getting faster. “Swallow that horse cock, Rodrigo.”
“You like that cock, boy?” I asked. He moaned a ‘yes’ that vibrated my shaft. “You like sucking cock, son? You’ve got a beautiful mouth. It was made for servicing men like me.” He continued sliding up and down my cock as his hands wandered under my shirt, feeling my meaty pecs and playing with my hard nipples. “I bet you’ve got an amazing boy pussy in those shorts. Does it need to be filled?”
“Mmhm” Rodrigo said, with a mouth full of my cock.
“Then sit on my fucking cock” I said. I grabbed the base of my cock and wiggled it in his mouth. He pulled off me with a gasp for air.
“Oh, shit Tone” Mike said, panting. “Are you actually going to fuck this kid?”
Rodrigo sat back in his seat and peeled off his shorts. His hard 7-inch cock popped out, leaking sweet pre-cum. He climbed back over the center console and straddled my lap. I reached around and found his smooth, dark pussy. I put my fingers in his mouth, and he sucked on them, lubing them up for me. I reached back around again and slid two fingers in his pussy easily. He moaned and leaned forward to kiss me. I opened my mouth and massaged his tongue while I fingered him. I pulled my fingers out with a pop and pushed him back until my leaking head was pressed against his hole.
“Fuck, Tony” Mike said. “Fuck that kid’s pussy, man.”
I pushed back on his hips as my massive cock stretched his tight opening wide and slid deep inside his guts. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his cock continued to drool over my abs. Once I bottomed out in his pussy, he started posting on my cock, bouncing up and down. This kid was a natural.
My greasy cock smashed against this boy’s prostate over and over. In the backseat, Mike lifted his shirt and began playing with one of his nipples while he stroked himself. His eyes were in a daze. The car filled with our grunts and the smell of sweat and sex.
Rodrigo’s grinding continued to get faster and faster as we continued kissing. My hands held his hips in place as he played with my nipples. His hard dick continued pumping out pre-cum, thrusting up against the hard ridges of my abs. I wouldn’t last much longer.
“Fuck, boy” I moaned. “I’m gonna cum.” I grabbed his hips and slammed them down one last time. Shot after shot of hot sticky cum filled his tight pussy as my cock spasmed.
“Fuck, sir!” Rodrigo moaned. Five or six shots of cum shot out of his cock, coating my abs and shirt as he collapsed on me.
“Oh shit!” Mike yelled. I looked back and watched a geyser of cum explode from his cock, hitting the ceiling and the center console. He really was pent up.
We sat there catching our breaths for a minute. Rodrigo pulled off me and slid back into the driver’s seat, pulling his shorts back on. I stuffed my cock back into my shorts and used my shirt to wipe up my sticky abs. Mike put his softening cock back into his underwear.
“Sorry about the mess, kid” Mike said gesturing to his globs of cum throughout the car.
“Oh, it’s OK, sir” Rodrigo replied. “I’ll clean up before the next passenger. Let’s get you guys home.”
Ten minutes later, the car pulled up to the curb in front of my house and we stumbled out onto the lawn.
“Get inside safely, boys” Rodrigo said with a smile. “Thanks for the fun.” I drunkenly smiled at him and waved goodbye as I closed the door.
Mike put my arm back around his shoulders and a hand on my abs as we zig zagged up the path to the front door. I unlocked the door and pushed it open. The entire house was dark except for the light above the stove in the kitchen. The boys were either out or asleep already.
“I think I need to sober up a little before I head back to the hotel” Mike said scratching his chest under his shirt.
“Why don’t we sweat it out in the hot tub?” I suggested, pointing to the sliding glass door. “I wouldn’t mind getting out of these sticky clothes.”
We silently walked through the dark house, and I pulled open the sliding glass door and screen. We stepped out onto the patio and walked towards the hot tub. I flipped the switch, and the tub began to bubble loudly.
“You’ve got a really nice backyard, Tony” Mike said. “The boys must love this pool, year-round in the dessert.” He kicked off his shoes and socks and slowly peeled off his polo. I noticed his pants were still undone from the ride home. He shucked them off and stood there in a pair of gray boxer briefs scratching his abs. You could see that he was still semi-hard by the unmissable bulge.
“Thanks Mikey” I said. I unbuttoned my stained shirt and pulled it over my shoulders. I popped the button on my shorts, and they fell to the ground with a thud. I stood there in my trademark white briefs. My 10-inch soft cock weighted the front of my underwear, pulling the front down enough to reveal the top of my bush.
We climbed up into the hot tub and sat down across from each other. I cupped some water in my hands and splashed my face. Mike just tilted his head back and stared up at the stars.
“That was fucking nuts, Tone” he said. “I can’t believe you just fucked that kid in his car.” He burst out laughing. “You’re fucking dudes now?”
“Yeah, man” I said. “I realized a while ago that I was gay. Nothing feels better than sliding into a velvety smooth boy pussy.” I reached under the water and squeezed my dick. Did I just come out to my best friend?
“Shit, Tone” he said. “I’m happy for ya. I’m glad you’re doing what makes you happy.” He smiled at me as he shifted in his seat. “Thanks for…telling me.”
“Well, you just watched me breed our Lyft driver” I said. “I didn’t really have any other moves left.” We both burst out laughing. Mike splashed me with water.
“Hey Dad.”
I looked over my shoulder. It was Vinnie.
“Or should we say ‘Dads’.” Sal walked out and stood next to his brother. The two of them emerged from the dark house. Vinnie sported a pair of white running shorts with slits on the sides cut up to the waistband and Sal must’ve thrown on one of his brother’s speedos. They were a size or two too small and barely contained his giant cock. I could see the tip of its head peeking out of the waistband. The moonlight cascaded over their muscular bodies as they walked towards us.
“Vinnie? Sal?” Mike asked excitedly. “Is that you? You guys have gotten so big!” I noticed Mike look over Vinnie’s body and linger on the bulge in his shorts for a second longer than normal.
“Hey Uncle Mike” Sal said. “It’s really good to see you. Been a while.” Sal ran a hand down his abs and brushed the bulge in his speedo. It bounced in its tight hammock, letting a little more of his dick head peek over the waistband.
“Looks like you boys kissed and made up” Vinnie said leaning over the hot tub, wagging his pussy back and forth. He looked over to me to assess the situation.
“Yeah, bud” I said. “We’re all good. I invited Mikey to stay and sober up before he heads back to his hotel. Sorry if we woke you guys.”
“Woke us?” Vinnie said. “It’s 8:00PM. You guys must’ve got shit faced really fast. We just got back from a quick trip to the mall. For some reason my underwear keeps getting holes in the back.” He looked at Sal and winked. Sal’s penchant for ripping through clothing to get to his younger brother’s pussy was an interesting added expense to our clothing budget. “Do you mind if we join you?”
“Not at all, boys” Mike said, splashing the water. “Come on in!”
Vinnie and Sal climbed into the hot tub. Sal plopped down next to me and began rubbing my leg. I put an arm around his shoulder and squeezed.
“Hey kid” I said and kissed him on the head. He looked up at me and placed his head on my shoulder.
“Hey Dad” he replied as he squeezed my thigh. My cock jumped at my son’s touch. Fortunately, the bubbles hid my growing erection.
“Do you mind if I sit next to you, Uncle Mike?” Vinnie asked as he walked towards him. The water began to soak his running shorts, turning them see through. The wet fabric clung to his dick and balls.
“Not at all!” Mike said. “Get over here, Short Stack.” His old nickname for Vin. Vinnie smiled and plopped down next Mike. He threw his legs over Mike’s and leaned back to relax. Mike’s eyes took in the sight of our beautiful, hairless, muscular son. He began to slowly rub Vinnie’s legs.
“Geez, Stack. You’re in great shape” Mike said “Looks like you take after your dad and brother. Minus the chest hair of course.”
“Oh, yeah” Vinnie said. “I started doing it for swimming, but then it just became habit. Now I’m completely hairless from the neck down. I’ve gotten pretty good at it over the years. Wanna to feel?”
“Uh, I…” Mike stammered, squirming in his seat.
“Here” Vinnie said as he grabbed Mike’s hand and rubbed it up and down his chest. “Feel the ridges of my six-pack and my tight pecs? Not a hair.” Mike just stared in silence, with his mouth half open. “But I also need to make sure I get everywhere, so I check by running my hands over my body like this.” He slid Mike’s hand under the water and into his shorts. “Do you feel my dick and balls?” Mike nodded. “Feel along the shaft and underneath. No hair.” Mike’s fingers wrapped around Vinnie’s cock and slid back and forth.
“Yeah, Stack” Mike said. “It’s so smooth.” He continued stroking our son while his other hand reached into his underwear and squeezed his own cock.
Sal’s hand slid further up my thigh and reached into my briefs. His hand glided along my raging hardon as he wrapped his fingers around it. I let out a soft moan that was covered by the noise of the bubbles.
“Before I’m done” Vinnie said, “I have to check my soft pink boy pussy.” Mike licked his lips as Vinnie continued the guided tour of his body. He pulled Mike’s hand through one of the legs of his shorts. “Do you feel that ring? Do you feel how smooth it is? Swirl your finger around it.”
“Fuck” Mike whispered. His other hand pulled the waistband of his underwear down freeing his leaking cock. He gripped it tightly, sliding up and down the lengthy shaft.
Sal peeled my underwear down, freeing my massive cock. I lifted my ass off the seat and tossed the wet underwear on the ground. His hand returned to stroking my cock as the other one massaged my massive balls. He leaned down and began sucking on my nipple as I stroked his hair.
“Now slide your finger into the middle of the ring” Vinnie said. “And if you *ungh* push inside like that, you can feel how smooth and tight it is. Like that.” Mike leaned a little more towards Vinnie as his finger probed deeper. “Feel how smooth my insides are? Like a slippery hot water bottle.” Mike gulped as he stuck a second finger in Vinnie’s hole. He released his grip on his own cock and stuck his other hand up the other leg of Vinnie’s shorts, spreading his cheeks. Vinnie began rubbing Mike’s hardon with his feet. He wrapped his feet around his stepdad’s dick, sliding up and down. “Run your fingers along the walls. Notice how they instinctively tighten and try to milk your fingers? I’ve been told it feels amazing around a thick cock.”
My own cock was leaking globs of pre-cum into the hot tub as Sal continued to jack me off. I reached down and freed my son’s cock from his tight speedos. He instinctively lifted up to allow me to peel them off. I tossed them over my shoulders next to my underwear. My hand slid down and gripped Sal’s hardon, slowly jerking it up and down. He looked up at me and opened his mouth. I leaned down and massaged his tongue with mine as he moaned into my mouth. Mike was too busy with Vinnie to notice. At this point, I didn’t care.
Mike leaned back and pulled his fingers out of Vinnie’s hole. Vinnie stood up and turned around with his ass facing Mike’s face. Mike slowly slid his hands over Vinnie’s bubble butt before finding the waistband and pulling his shorts down. Vinnie balanced himself on Mike’s shoulder as he stepped out of them. Mike tossed them over his shoulder, never taking his eyes off of Vinnie’s ass. Vinnie walked back to his seat and bent over showing Mike the smooth pussy he had been playing with. Mike didn’t say anything. He stood up and ripped his own boxers off. The lack of sex was turning him feral in Vinnie’s presence. He looked over and noticed Sal and I making out. He flashed that devilish smile of his as he walked over to our son and began eating his pussy.
“Oh fuck, yeah Dad” Vinnie said looking over his shoulder. “Eat my boy pussy out.” Mike attacked his hole with vigor. With a series of slurps and snarls, he tried to crawl inside his hole headfirst.
“Fuck, Stack” Mike said. “Your pussy tastes amazing.” Mike ran his hands over Vinnie’s back as he resumed swirling his tongue inside Vinnie’s pussy.
Sal released my cock from his grip and stood up. He smiled at me as he straddled my lap. My throbbing cock slid up, sandwiched between his muscular butt cheeks. My hips involuntarily thrusted up. He wrapped his muscular arms around my neck and leaned in for another kiss. I opened my mouth, eagerly awaiting my older son’s tongue.
Sal writhed his hips back and forth over my dick. His own cock began rubbing against my abs. My hands cupped his ass as I pried the cheeks apart, allowing my cock to slide over his hole easier. He soon began raising his hips with each thrust. My dick slid between his cheeks over and over. On his next thrust up, the head of my cock aligned with his hole as he came down and almost slid inside. He lifted up again and slammed back down, as the head of my cock penetrated his hole before slipping back out.
“Sal” I whispered as I broke our kiss. “I didn’t think you’d-.”
“I want to feel my dad’s massive cock in my cunt” Sal whispered as he leaned back in and began kissing me again. This time he slammed down hard and 6 inches of me slid inside. “Mmmmph…” He moaned into my mouth as his hips slowly slid down to meet mine. I soon bottomed out in my oldest son. “Fuck, Dad. You’re really stretching me out.” He ran his hands through my hair as he began to post up and down on my cock.
Mike pulled off of Vinnie’s hole and began to line up his leaking cock. “I need to fuck your boy pussy, Short Stack and you’re gonna let me” he said.
“Yes, sir” Vinnie said with a smile. He spread his cheeks open and wiggled his hips. Mike walked up and grabbed Vinnie’s hips with his large hands. He pressed the spongey head of his cock against our son’s tight ring and pushed. Inch by inch, he sunk into Vinnie’s perfect pussy.
“Fuuuuuuck, Stack” Mike moaned as he tossed his head back in ecstasy. He soon bottomed out in Vinnie. He stood there for a minute swirling his hips around, stretching out our son’s hole. Mike pulled halfway out and slammed back into Vinnie with a loud smack. “I needed this, Stack. I’m gonna empty my balls in this tight boy pussy. Tighten your hole around me” he commanded as his hips started thrusting back and forth. “Oof, yeah. Just like that, boy.”
Sal was bouncing on my cock and playing with my nipples when he suddenly stopped. “Are you OK?” I asked.
“Come on” he replied as he stood up. My cock yearned to be buried back in his muscular ass. He grabbed my hand and led me over to Vinnie and Mike. The two of them looked at us and smiled as Mike continued punching Vinnie’s hole. Sal got on his knees next to his brother and pulled his cheeks apart for me. He leaned over and began making out with Vinnie.
“Get in there, Tone” Mike said. His hands slid up Vinnie’s back as he grabbed his shoulders and pounded into him harder. His balls smacked loudly against Vinnie’s body.
I lined my cock back up with Sal’s hole and pushed in. He moaned into his brother’s mouth with pleasure as I carved him out. I began to match my thrusts into Sal with Mike’s. His hole tightened around my cock, milking it for my load.
“Tone” Mike said. I looked over and he leaned in and kissed me. His tongue explored my mouth with eagerness. I reached up and grabbed the back of his head pulling him in closer. After a minute I broke our kiss, and we smiled at each other.
Mike reached down and grabbed Vinnie by the hair. He yanked him back hard, breaking his kiss with his brother. Vinnie leaned back, melting into Mike’s arms as he hammered him. Vinnie’s cock smacked into his stomach repeatedly as ropes of pre-cum landed in the water.
“Fuck, Stack” Mike panted. “I’m gonna nut in your smooth pussy.” He bit down on Vinnie’s shoulder and slammed into him six more times. One slam for each shot of cum. Without touching himself, Vinnie’s cock erupted with 4 or 5 shots of cum that swirled around in the hot tub.
“Fuck, Dad” Sal yelled. “I’m cumming!” He yanked his dick, sending shot after shot into the water with his brother’s. His orgasm made his hole tighten around me harder and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“I’m gonna breed your cunt, son” I said as I slammed into him one last time. My dick spasmed with each shot of sticky cum into Sal’s hole. I collapsed on top of him, trying to catch my breath. After a beat, I kissed his muscular back a few times and slowly pulled out. My load seeped out of his wrecked cunt.
We sat there, on the edge of the hot tub, panting and enjoying the moment we all shared.
“Oh man” Mike said milking the last few drops of cum out of his dick, into the water. “I hate to ruin the moment, but I gotta piss. Where’s the bathroom?”
“Head in, hook a right and just walk to the end of the hallway” I said. “Can’t miss it.”
Mike swung his legs around and hopped down. His cock bounced back and forth as he walked into the dark house. After a few minutes, Mike still hadn’t returned. I hopped out and went to look for him. As I walked down the hallway, I could hear snoring. I popped my head in Vinnie’s room and there was Mike, still buck naked, splayed out on his back, fast asleep. I chuckled quietly and closed the door behind me.
When I got back outside, the boys were picking up the discarded clothing. Mike’s shredded underwear bobbed in the water.
“Leave that shit” I said. “We’ll deal with it tomorrow. Looks like Mike will be spending the night. He’s passed out in your bed, bud.”
“Awww” Vinnie said as he tossed the clothing in a pile. “That’s kind of cute.”
I walked over to Vinnie and picked him up in my arms. “Let’s go to bed boys” I said. Vinnie wrapped an arm around my neck and kissed my cheek.
“Sounds good to me” Sal said yawning and rubbing my back. “I gotta work in the morning.”
With Vinnie in my arms, the three of us headed down the hallway to our bedroom. I placed Vinnie down and climbed in between my two boys. They both rolled over and nuzzled into my armpits as we fell asleep.
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