- Vincent “Vinnie” Deluca – 20 years old. Dirty blonde hair with a swimmers build. A junior at the local community college, who currently lives at home with his father in order to save money. Openly out to his family.
- Salvatore “Sal” Deluca – 28 years old. Light brown hair with a muscular build. Lives in Los Angeles with his wife. He’s currently a physical trainer. Hasn’t spoken to his family in 2 years.
- Antony “Tony” Deluca – 45 years old. Divorced for 10 years. Father to Vinnie and Sal. Former high school football captain. He has dark brown hair including a short beard and a muscular physique. He’s the owner of the successful Deluca Construction Company.
The Reunion
Antony’s POV
I sat on the couch in my white briefs and wife beater, channel flipping, waiting for my younger son Vinnie to get home from his last class of the year. He’s over at the community college, finishing up his junior year. He had finals this week and then we were going to head out on a bit of a road trip to see my older son, Salvatore.
Vinnie nor I had heard from Sal in 2 years. Three years ago, he moved out to Los Angeles, with a girl he met online and got married. They had eloped to Las Vegas for a quicky wedding, which made me think he might have got her pregnant. Almost immediately after, he dropped off the face of the earth. No response to our emails, calls, or texts. Even though it killed the both of us, we decided to give him a bit of space.
A week ago, out of the blue, Sal sent me a short but sweet text asking if we’d come visit him in L.A. Excited at the idea of getting our Sal back, Vinnie and I jumped at the opportunity and made plans to take a road trip out to L.A. to visit him once classes were done. Being the owner of my own company, I could pretty much come and go as I pleased.
While I was excited to get to see my older son again, I also desperately needed to get out of the house.
My wife left me 10 years ago for a “better opportunity”. I knew the “better opportunity” as my former best friend Mike. She left me the boys and the house and they moved across the country to somewhere in Florida. We haven’t spoken since. During the past 10 years I’ve been busy raising 2 boys on my own while running a very successful construction company here in town.
My dating life has been pretty dry. Not that I haven’t had sex in the past 10 years though. I’ve always found men attractive, and if I’m truly honest with myself, I think the time with my wife was just a layover on my way to being who I truly am. She just had to the guts to call it on our relationship first.
I started dabbling around with men at construction trade shows. A handicap bathroom stall handjob here or blowjob there. When the shows started happening in hotels, I would get a bit adventurous. Nothing like setting up private vendor meetings and suggesting my room for a nightcap or needing to hunt down a “lost” business card for them. These big, tough “manly men” sucking on my fingers as I bit their thighs, my Pringles can-sized cock sliding in and out of their gaping, hairy holes. It was fun.
But it wasn’t him.
Vinnie had come out to Sal and me when he was 13. We were both so happy for him and obviously due to my extracurricular activities, I couldn’t really get on some high horse against it. For some reason though I couldn’t reciprocate. I felt, to be a good dad, I needed to keep those parts of my life separate. To my boys, I was just a sexless heterosexual man.
We were a pretty open “boys only” household. Shirts and pants were pretty much always optional, but we did keep the barrier of always having underwear on. Gotta keep it classy somehow.
We also talked about sex openly, though when it was my turn to share, I only mentioned my pre-marriage encounters and not leaving my load-filled condoms on concrete vendor’s abs while I took a shower. Both of the boys were open, though Vinnie a little more so. Especially after he came out. He also started swapping out boxers and briefs with jockstraps when he turned 16. Sal joked he was close to breaking the house rules. I would just chuckle and discreetly give my semi-hard dick a squeeze before adjusting myself.
Vin has only had 1 boyfriend that I know of. His name was Jake, and he was senior to Vinnie’s sophomore in high school.
*****
Four years ago, I came home early one day to find Vinnie, legs in the air, getting eaten out by Jake on the edge of the pool. I stopped at the open sliding glass door and watched.
Vinnie had a ridiculous body. Shaggy, dirty blonde hair, well-defined abs, a high and tight bubble butt, and not a hair below his head because he shaved for swimming. He had gorgeous olive skin being Italian and spending so much time at the pool.
I watched as Jake kissed each of my son’s butt cheeks and spat on his hole before diving back in. Vinnie’s hands ran through Jake’s reddish-brown hair. He found the back of his head and pulled him tight against his hole, letting out a loud moan.
I had been onsite earlier that the day, so I was just wearing jeans, a green plaid button-down shirt, and Timberland boots. I slowly began to undo my belt, trying not to make any noise. My left hand slid down into my white Hanes briefs to squeeze my hardon, never taking my eyes off of the boys.
It was quiet except for my son’s moans and the hum of the refrigerator next to me. I couldn’t hear what Vinnie said to him, but Jake got up and started stroking his own dick, eyeing my son’s hole like his prey. Vinnie reached down and pulled his smooth hole open. Fuck. I tugged my underwear down a bit and my rock hard 12-inches sprung up flinging a bit of pre-cum onto the screen door. I smeared some of the pre-cum from the slit of my dick and started slowly stroking, my mouth open in a daze. I couldn’t believe I was watching this. I couldn’t believe I was stroking myself to this.
Jake aligned his dick and lowered himself into Vinnie’s hole as my son’s head shot back with a loud moan. After a minute, Jake’s slow grinding started picking up speed. Pulling all the way out and then ramming his dick back into my son. Vinnie reached up and stuck a thumb in Jake’s mouth. Jake sucked on it while he pinched my son’s nipples. It was clumsy but it was hot. Their bodies were glistening with sweat and sunscreen.
I started picking up speed with my stroking too. My other hand reached up my hairy chest to pinch one of my nipples. I closed my eyes and let out a low moan. When I opened my eyes, I accidentally made direct eye contact with Jake.
“Fuck” I thought.
Jake winked at me with a devilish smile while he continued to rail my son. Vinnie didn’t notice. He was too busy stroking his cock and playing with Jake’s nipples. I watched as my son threw his legs behind his head and licked the tip of his dick. Fuck my son was flexible. Their grunts got louder. Jake’s breaths started getting shorter and he slammed into my son one last time, never losing eye contact with me.
“Fuck yeah, take my load!” he yelled.
“Breed my hole!” Vin yelled back.
That put me over the edge. I yanked my dick up and shot a huge load of cum covering my shirt and hitting my chin. I looked back outside and watched as my son shot his load all over his abs and into his open mouth and collapsed. Jake, still watching me, climbed over my son and licked his load from his abs. Licking his lips, he gestured for me to come outside with a nod.
I panicked, walked backwards into the shadows of the dark house and went to my room. I loved my son, but now I knew I wanted my son. This could never happen. I’ve always found both of my boys attractive, but I never thought of crossing any lines with them. After 10 minutes of internal monologuing in my room, I decided to hop in the shower to wash my load off and hopefully refocus on reality. I peeled off my sticky shirt, dirty jeans, and underwear with a pre-cum stain in the front and walked into my bathroom.
We lived in a new construction 3-bed/2-bath, with amazing marble and glass walk-in showers. I stood there under the hot water, slowly milking the base of my throbbing dick to get the last drops of cum out. The hot water felt nice. I had hit the gym hard that morning, and when you couple that with working on my feet all day, I was left pretty sore. I was proud of the hard work I put in on my body. I had a nice firm ass, hairy pecs, and decent abs. I might’ve bulked up too much recently, but I liked being big. I also keep a short beard. More like scruff than a full beard though.
I heard some commotion in the house and then a light knock on the door.
“Dad?” It was Vinnie. “I didn’t know you were home.” He walked into the bathroom wearing only a red jockstrap, while I stood there buck naked covered in soap. Thankfully my dick had softened a bit. Classic boundary-less, Vinnie.
“Hey bud” I said, looking at him and dipping my head back under the water.
“Have you been home long?” Vinnie asked. He was trying to see if he’d been caught by the pool. He leaned against the counter, casually watching me.
“No, I got pretty dirty on the job site today, so I hopped in the shower as soon as I got home” I said, not looking at him. I was starting to chub up again. Fuck. I could see a light glisten on his stomach where his cum had dried. I guess Jake didn’t finish the job. Rookie. I would’ve licked my son’s body clean.
“OK. Well, I can get dinner started while you finish up. Lemon chicken work for you?” he asked.
“Sounds good” I yelled, standing under the shower head, trying not to get turned on again. I watched over my shoulder as he walked over to my pile of dirty clothes. He bent over to pick them up exposing his beautiful smooth pink, cum-filled hole to me. A small drop started leaking out and began running down his leg. He casually walked to the door and then I heard the door *click* shut.
I reached back down and furiously started stroking myself again. Imagining myself bottoming out in that tight hole. Bending him over and breeding him in every room of this house until I ooze down his legs. Wrapping my arms around him tight and falling asleep with my hard cock buried deep inside him. I shot my load all over the shower glass wall. Without thinking I leaned in and licked it up, imagining it was Vinnie’s cum-covered face. I was in trouble.
Dinner that night was pretty normal. Sal pointed out the cum on Vinnie’s chest and Vinnie said he had just jerked off. He jokingly asked Sal if he wanted to taste it and Sal laughed. My dick twinged.
I’m not sure what Jake did or didn’t tell Vinnie, but a week later they had broken up. Vinnie just said he wasn’t interested in him anymore.
Life went on. Sal would go to his job at the local gym and spend his evenings talking about some new girl he met on Tinder that lived in L.A. Vinnie spent his days at school and swim practice. He spent his nights parading around the house in various jockstraps unintentionally flashing me his soft pink hole whenever he bent over. I spent my days onsite for my company and my nights at home trying to see my son’s hole any chance I got and going back to my room to jerk off before bed.
After Sal left, Vinnie and I pretty much kept to our routines. I was hoping this trip would break that up and get me back on track. No more obsessing over fucking my son. No more looking up father-son videos on Pornhub and imagining it was Vin and me. Just reset everything.
*****
“I’M HOME!” Vinnie yelled from the front door. He was back from campus.
“Hey bud! I’m in in the living room!” I yelled back.
Vinnie walked in wearing a black tank top and torn up black jeans, his hair pushed back under his baseball cap, the waistband of a black jockstrap peeked out as he lifted his arms to flip his cap backwards. He plopped on the La-Z-Boy next to the couch and threw a leg up over the arm.
“How’d it go?” I asked.
“Good. I think I’ll be able to keep my A in Calculus and my overall GPA” he responded.
“That’s great Vin! I’m really proud of you” I said. “You must be beat. Have you finished packing for tomorrow? We gotta leave around 8AM.”
“Yeah, I’m good” he said, tossing a causal glance at the bulge in my briefs and looking away. Even soft at 10-inches, my dick is hard to miss. Especially in briefs.
“You’re gonna need more than a jockstrap and toothbrush. We’ll be there for a few days, and we have to respect Sal and his wife’s house rules. Whatever they are.”
“Reeeeeeelaaaaaax” he laughed. “I have actual clothes packed and a couple swimsuits for his pool. I’m ready to play the sexless gay friend to the group of breeders.”
Oh buddy. I’m so sorry you feel this way.
“No one’s gonna ask you to be anyone but yourself. I’ve got your back on that and I’m sure Sal still does too. I’m just asking you to add a little more clothing for the visit.”
“Fiiiiiiine…” he said, while rolling his eyes jokingly. “…….Thanks. I love you, Dad.”
“I love you too, bud” I smiled at him.
He climbed out of the La-Z-Boy and jokingly stumbled over to me, falling on top of me. We hugged each other and laughed.
“OK” he said. Vinnie adjusted his body to a more comfortable position, and I suddenly realized he’s straddling me. My cock strained desperately against the fabric. It’s now nestled between my son’s cheeks. He didn’t say anything about it. “I am starving AND I’m done with my junior year of college.” His hands rested on my pecs. Fingers occasionally slipped under my wife beater to twirl my chest hair as he talked. “I demand food and fun!” He leaned back; his perfect butt pressed hard against my dick. There’s no way he didn’t notice. My hands found their way to his waist. I could feel that little strip of skin between the top of his jeans and the bottom of his jockstrap waistband. I felt pre-cum soaking my underwear. I fought every urge I had to push down on his waist and thrust my hips up.
“Of course!” I said. “Why don’t you go change and I’ll order us a couple pizzas. Then we can see if there are any new movies to watch. Sound good?”
“That sounds great, Dad” he smiled. He leaned back even more, pressing against my dick and hopped up. I stood up slowly too. As he walked down the hall, he unbuttoned his jeans that began to sag, showing me the crack of his ass before disappearing into his room. I looked down and saw the very obvious wet stain on my underwear. I quickly ran to my bedroom to put on a fresh pair and ordered the pizzas.
“Hey Vin!” I yelled. “Do you want a beer?”
“Uhhhh no, but I’ll take something with vodka in it” he laughed.
I made him a vodka tonic and cracked open a beer for me. I headed back to the living room and sat on the La-Z-Boy this time. I don’t know what happened before. He had to have felt my dick. It’s hard to miss. You would notice sitting on a can of Pringles. Did he do that on purpose or am I just hoping he did?
Vinnie came back out in his black jockstrap and backwards cap. He grabbed his drink from the kitchen counter and took a sip.
“Where’s my food and fun?” he demanded smiling. He walked into the living room and looked at me. “You’re in my seat”.
I shrugged and smiled. “You didn’t call it so….” I joked.
“Then I guess we’re going to have to share” he said. He walked over to me in the chair and turned around, bending over to sit down on my lap. I caught a quick glance of his tight hole. The tight hole that is now pressing against the side of my hardening dick. Jesus Christ. My hands moved to his waist to keep him from shifting back and forth.
The doorbell rang. It was the pizza.
“I’ll get it. I am wearing the most clothes here anyway” I said and gave his bare ass a light playful smack. I lifted him off me and made a quick adjustment to my dick. It’s still very obviously framed in my tight briefs. Vinnie leaned forward and gave my ass a retaliatory smack and laughed. I opened the door. It was our usual delivery guy Brian standing there with our dinner. He’s seen worse from me and the boys over the years. He gave me a look up and down and a quick wink. “Enjoy your night, sir” he said with a smile and headed back to his car.
I headed back in, and we ate dinner. A couple of beers and vodka tonics later we found ourselves back on the couch catching up on Andor episodes.
“Diego Luna is so hot” Vin said. His left hand slid down his smooth muscular stomach and he gave his crotch a little squeeze. He left his hand resting there.
“Yeah?” I asked, with hidden tones of jealousy. “Is that your type? Older Latin men? Haven’t seen you with anyone since Jake and that boy was white as hell” I started chuckling. The beer had kicked in.
“Yeah, and why do you think we broke up?” he asked. “He wasn’t what I wanted.” He slowly turned his head and looked down at my crotch, moved up my body and then looked me in the eyes. There was a new tension in the room. He looked back down at his crotch and slid a hand into his underwear. “Fuck. I don’t know how you do it, Dad. I haven’t been with anyone since Jake, and I think I’m going insane. I have no idea how you’ve gone this long since Mom left.” His hand continued rummaging around in his underwear as he stared ahead. His right hand slid between his hairless thighs. He let out a small moan. Was he playing with his hole too?
“Well thank god for porn, huh?” I joked. “I rub one out at least once a day.”
“Really?” he asked. “I haven’t heard you watching porn or jerking off. You only ever talk about your ‘pre-mom’ days.”
I chuckled. “I try to do it when you’re asleep or not home. Gotta love your swim practice nights.”
He laughed. “So, when I’m killing myself at practice you’re back here relaxing and shooting loads without a care in the world?”
I smiled and shrugged. “A man has needs, bud. He’s got to give into those needs when he can..…” I said, making eye contact with Vin. There was a brief silence. It was like we were having 2 different conversations at once.
“So, what kind of videos do you like to watch?” He asked. He sat up a bit and angled more towards me. He was no longer interested in the TV. I had his full attention now.
Should I be honest? I don’t know.
“Nothing fancy, but I do like creampie videos.” I had to give him something and technically that was true, I just left off that it was from father-son videos.
“Creampies, huh?” He glanced over at me and smiled.
“Yeah. I hate pulling out. When you cum, you gotta bury that shit deep.” Without realizing it my dick was hard as a rock, pumping out a pool of pre-cum that I could feel on my leg. I reached down and gave it a squeeze. The pool got bigger. I looked over at Vinnie. He looked at me, then my noticeable hard-on and bit his lip.
“I think before we head out on the road, we should maybe rub one out, so we get a good night’s sleep” he suggested.
“You mean watch a video together?” I asked. Was this happening? Was I about to get another live show from my son? Fuck, I wanted to see that.
“Yeah, why not? It’s just us guys, right?” he said. “I mean we both know I’m stroking my dick right now and yours is probably aching to be rubbed. It looks like it’s gonna tear through your underwear.”
“Uh….sure” I said. Fuck it. I reached down and slowly slid my hand along the shaft of my pent-up dick. “Maybe we can find a video we’ll both enjoy.”
“Cool. Do you mind if I grab one of my toys?” Vinnie asked. “It gives me an intense orgasm.”
“Ha! Sure bud, go get what you need. I’ll start looking at video options” I said. He stood up, his underwear tented from his hard cock. I watched as he turned and walked out of the room, my eyes glued to that ass.
“Remember the guy in it has to be hot too! Like Alex D or Johnny Castle!” He yelled from the hallway.
I pulled up the browser currently on AirPlay with the TV and it looked like Vinnie left it up from a previous jackoff session. I’ve walked in on both of the boys at different times, dry humping the couch to porn in the living room.
Vinnie fumbled around in his room.
The devil on my shoulder was curious about his watch history so I pulled it up. I was surprised to see video after video of father-son situations. They were all labeled “step” father and sons but…c’mon. We know what they are implying. His last one was Myles Landon fucking his “step” son and the mailman. I’ve busted a nut to that video many times. Kid’s just like me. Heh.
My left hand reached into my briefs and squeezed my drooling dick. Fuck, I can’t be thinking this way but the beer in my system (and complete infatuation with my son) wanted me to get a little dangerous.
I quickly made a playlist with the mailman threesome video and then I looked up a Johnny Castle video where he plays a stepdad who fucks his 2 stepdaughters. I played the Castle video first hoping the sudden jump to the mailman threesome would…. Wait. What am I doing?
“I’m back!” Vinnie announced. He walked in with an 8-inch purple dildo and some lube.
“You’re gonna use a dildo in front of me?” I asked, restrained but hopeful.
“Is that a problem? We have no rules here” He said.
“Ha, it’s not a problem bud. I’m glad you feel comfortable enough around me to be yourself” I said. “That thing is pretty big there, Vin. Are you actually able to take all of that?”
“Not at first, but yeah over the years I’ve gotten better with it.” Vinnie plopped on the couch next to me, still in just his backwards cap and black jock strap. He lifted his left leg behind his head and squirted lube into his hand. Boy was flexible. “So, what did you find for us?”
“A classic Castle, OK?” I said. He noticed the “step” title and he inched his right leg closer to me.
“Let’s do it! He’s so hot.” Left leg still in the air, Vinnie started lubing up his dildo while I slid my briefs down. My 12-inch cock popped up and a thick glob of pre-cum hit the floor with a plop.
“Jesus Christ, Dad. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you hard, but that’s impressive. I can’t believe you’re not sharing that horse cock with the local ladies around here. You must be going insane at this point.”
He has no idea.
“Thanks Vin” I chuckled. I grabbed my veiny dick by the base and smacked the end of it in my other hand a couple times. Partly to show off. Partly because I wanted him to beg me to bury it deep inside him. Vinnie watched in awe. I slowly peeled off my wife beater too, revealing my hairy muscular body to my smooth son on the couch.
I sat back down on the couch and pressed my hairy thigh against his smooth body. I grabbed the lube from Vinnie and started slowly stroking my cock. The video started. In the video, “step” dad Johnny was on the couch with one of his daughters who lifted her blanket to show her pussy waiting for his load. I watched Vinnie out of the corner of my eye.
He inched further down in his seat, pushing his pussy high in the air, and pressed the tip of his dildo against his hole and started pushing it in. Fuck. He slowly pulled it back out and then rhythmically started swirling it around and fucking himself with it. His other hand reached down and freed his hard 7-inch cock from the side of his jockstrap and started stroking it.
“Don’t care about the girls, but he’s got such a nice bod” Vinnie said. “His body kind of looks like yours actually, but his dick isn’t as big.”
I used this opportunity to look at him fucking himself. “Thanks Vin. I try to stay on top of it.” My free hand slid down my hairy leg and then up my chest to pinch my hard nipple. I scooted closer to him, so we pressed up against each other. He looked up at me, sliding the dildo in and out of his hole, and smiled. He playfully leaned into me.
“I thought you said you could take all of that thing” I pointed to his dildo. I noticed he was only taking it about halfway before pulling it back out.
“Oh, I can. It’s just hard at this angle and with this size. Usually, I sit on it on a chair, or I mount it on the shower wall.”
Don’t do it, Tony. Nah, fuck it. Do it.
“I have an idea. How ‘bout you let your old dad help you out then?” I said, internally screaming. I got up and stood before my son, naked, with a slight layer of sweat covering my body. My horse cock bobbing back and forth as pre-cum leaked from the head. He just stared. I knelt before him, inches from that gorgeous hairless hole. He didn’t say anything, but he stopped fucking himself. He didn’t stop jerking his dick though.
I lifted his smooth right leg, placed it on my shoulder , and I grabbed the base of his dildo still inside him.
“W-what’re y-you…” Vinnie stammered.
“No rules in this house, remember?” I said with a wink.
Vinnie let out a soft sigh and leaned further into the couch while I started sliding the dildo in and out of his bubble butt. The Castle video continued in the background. My son’s moans echoed louder than the girls in the video.
My free hand started exploring my son’s hairless body. I slowly slid my hand over his thigh on my shoulder and made my way down to his chiseled abs. My fingers traced over each muscle and then up to his pecs. I gave each pec a squeeze and smiled at my son. He looked at me with yearning from under his sweaty dirty blonde hair and bit his lip.
My poor dick was left throbbing and drooling with my hands busy. Vinnie noticed and the next thing I know he wrapped a hand around my pulsing cock and started stroking it. I looked at him.
“Hey, you’re helping me” Vinnie said with a devilish smile and a wink.
The room smelled of lube and sweat. We were both panting and grunting at this point and every stroke brought us closer. I stared at his sloppy, lubed up hole and bit my lip. Fuck I wanted to know what it felt like.
The next thing I know the video ended, and the mailman threesome video started.
“Oh shit! Sorry Dad. That must be the wrong next video or something” Vinnie said. He let go of my cock and attempted to sit up. My free hand on his chest kept him still.
“Is that a stepfather and son having sex?” I asked glancing over my shoulder at the video, while I pushed the dildo in all the way to the base.
“Fuuuuuck” Vinnie’s eyes rolled to the back of his head from the dildo. “Uh, I don’t know. I haven’t seen this one before.” His hand grabbed mine holding his chest down. He continued to pant in pleasure.
Liar. It’s cute.
“It looks like it’s in your history list though” I pointed out. I slowly pulled the dildo out and thrusted it back in.
“Fuck” Vinnie pants. His hand running down my hairy arm. “Uh, maybe it came on after something else I was watching. Besides, they’re not actually related, so it’s not a big deal.”
“Like we are?” I asked as I twisted the dildo back into him staring him in the eyes with a wicked smile.
Vinnie looked at me quizzically. Is he busted? Does he know I’m into it too? He doesn’t know.
“I haven’t watched gay porn before. Those guys are in good shape.” I lied. “So, it’s just a father and son having fun, right?”
“Ye- yeah” he said. His head rolled back again with each of my thrusts.
He’s still waiting. The stepdad started fucking his eager son. Their moans filled the room as my son sits on the couch with his legs in the air getting fucked by a dildo.
“That’s kind of hot, actually. I didn’t know this was your kind of thing” I said, looking down at Vinnie. My face was serious this time. He looked me in the eye and his hands found their way back to my cock. This time, each stroke had a bit more of a tug to them. He’s tugging me towards his hole.
I pushed the dildo all the way in and stopped. I took the scene in and admired my son’s hairless, cut body with both hands this time. “You have a beautiful pussy, son.” I said.
He paused like a deer in headlights. You could see his brain recalibrating. He smiled.
“Do you like my pussy, Daddy?” He asked. “It’s been empty too long and it needs to be filled with your load.” He stopped tugging my dick and guided it to the entrance of his pussy.
I pulled the dildo out and placed it on the floor, never breaking eye contact. I leaned forward and sniffed his hole. My tongue made contact with his hot pink hole and pushed in.
“Fuck!” Vinnie gasped.
I pushed further. My lips completely sealed around his hole while my tongue explored his insides. I felt hands on the back of my head as my son ran his fingers through my hair moaning. I lapped up his insides, getting as much saliva as I could inside it. I could eat him out all night. He tasted like cinnamon and sugar. It must be his body wash.
I pulled off and asked, “Did Daddy make your pussy feel good, baby?”
“Fuck yes. That felt amazing” he said.
I looked him in the eyes. “No, tell Daddy he made your pussy feel good, son.” He smiled. He liked a little forcefulness.
“You made my pussy feel so good Daddy. Please don’t stop” he said.
I looked down, admiring his abs, his gorgeous dick, and slicked up hole. I grabbed the base of my cock and used it like a paintbrush, smearing my pre-cum all over his beautiful pink hairless hole.
“Do you want your Daddy to make your pussy feel even better?” I slowly teased the opening of his hole with the tip of my head. I squeezed the base of my cock and left a small pre-cum puddle at the entrance of his hole. It dripped down his beautiful ass onto the floor when I pulled the head out.
Vinnie let out a small whimper. He took a finger and swiped some of my pre-cum from his ass and sucked on it. He looked up at me with those big brown eyes. He stopped stroking his dick and pulled his cheeks far apart, proudly displaying the hole that I created.
“Please fuck my pussy, Daddy. I need that beautiful cock to carve me out and breed me.” Vinnie started fingering himself again, pulling his hole open for me.
There was no going back. I was going to rail my son. I had no blood left in my head warning me of the complications. I needed this. My son needed this.
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you son, and he’s going to flood your insides with his load.” I moved Vinnie’s hands out of the way and pressed down on his thighs, pushing up his pussy and giving me better access to it. I pushed the spongey head of my cock against his hole and pushed. I got passed his ring and paused.
“Vin, let me know if you need me to pull out or stop. I’m a lot bigger than your toys” I said.
Vinnie reached down, grabbed my hips, and started pulling me in more.
“Wreck my hole, Daddy. You made it. It’s yours to pummel and breed” he said.
Fuck, my son was hot.
I started pushing all 12 inches in slowly. Vinnie’s hole grew tighter and tighter the deeper I went. Fuck. It was so wet and warm. I didn’t care if I came right then and there, we weren’t going to be stopping any time soon. I soon bottomed out in my own son. My dark pubic hair pressed against his beautiful hairless ass.
Vinnie let out a small gasp and smiled. I leaned in and kissed him, our tongues finding each other. My hips slowly started pulling a bit out and thrusting back in. I reached down to find my son’s cock and I started stroking it. Vinnie’s hands wrapped around me, clawing at my back, our bodies slick with sweat. He let a moan slip into my mouth. I smiled.
I leaned back and put his legs on my shoulders while I continued to thrust. The slurping sound of my massive cock sliding in and out of my son’s perfect ass filled the room. Vinnie reached down and took over stroking his dick. I started to pick up my pace, my balls smacking his ass.
“Fuck, you feel so good Dad” he said.
“Your pussy feels so good around my cock, bud” I responded, kissing his right foot. “Your pussy is so pink and beautiful. I’m gonna get you pregnant or die trying. Your gonna walk around all summer, with a fresh load buried inside you. You can come with me to work and I’ll take you in the porta potty and breed you.” Fantasy after fantasy flooded my head and words. My face got serious, and I grabbed his hips. I began pummeling him harder and harder, my breath getting shorter and shorter. Vinnie’s eyes lock with me as he bit his lip.
“Oh fuck, Vin. I’m gonna cum baby” I said. “I’m gonna fill up your pussy with the cum that made you.” The smack of my balls on his ass got louder and louder. I could feel my cock growing inside him.
“Do it” he commanded. “Breed my pussy, Daddy. Fuck it deep into me. I want to fall asleep with it still inside me.”
I slammed into that perfect hole one last time. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck” I said as I emptied my balls, flooding the inside of my son’s pussy. It was the best orgasm of my life.
Vinnie sped up his stroking. “Fuck, I’m cumming too, Daddy” he said. Rope after rope of cum coated his stomach and hit his face. We both smiled at each other, panting heavily. It was such a beautiful sight to see. Still inside my son, I leaned in and licked his load off his face and kissed him. Our tongues swirled his load between our mouths. I rested my head on his shoulders; our stomachs stuck together from his fresh load.
Vinnie kissed my head while he played with my hair. My dick started to soften enough until it popped out. A stream of cum leaked out of Vinnie’s hole and fell to the floor.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had, Dad” he said. “Your cock and those thrusts? I loved it.”
I kissed his neck. “That was amazing, Vin. Your hole is like a gift from God” I said. “You’re so fucking beautiful, son. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Dad” he said.
Some of the blood started heading back to my brain. What now? Did I just fuck everything up for my kid and me?
I sat back on my feet, looked up at my naked son, spent and covered in sweat and cum. “Vin, look….” I started. “What just happened--.“
“STOP” he interjected. He sat up and put his hands on my shoulders. “Stop. What just happened was amazing. We have 2 days stuck in a car to work through all this. Can we put a pin in it and maybe deal with this tomorrow? We’ve got an early morning, and I’m BEAT.” He smiled.
I sighed and smiled. He’s so cute. “Sure. Let’s head to bed, bud. We can talk tomorrow.” I stood up and started grabbing my clothes. “Don’t forget to set your alarm.”
He tilted his head and squinted his eyes at me. A smirk crossed his face. He reached down to the puddle of cum that spilled from his bred hole and scooped it up with two fingers. He licked the load off his fingers. I just stared as he winked at me and walked down the hallway to bed. Except he didn’t stop at his room. He looked back at me and headed into my room.
Oh.
I entered my room, and he was under the blankets. Only one of the nightstand lights was on. I walked over to the other side of the bed. He pulled the blanket back revealing he took off his jockstrap and is now completely naked. He crawled towards me and laid down on his stomach, his tight ass like two scoops of ice-cream. He gently took my semi-flaccid cock in his hands and began cleaning it with his tongue. He leaned in and pressed his nose against my balls and inhaled. I ran my fingers through his hair. He licked the slit of my cock, kissed the head and scooted back on the bed to let me in.
I climbed in and he rolled over with his back to me. I hit the light and scooted in close to him. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in tight; my cock nestled between his perfect ass.
He kissed my forearm, I kissed his shoulder, and we fell asleep.
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