"I have to run some other errands," Uncle Vic informed me when he dropped me off at home, "but I'll definitely be back later for pizza and another shot at your hot ass."
"Well, it's not my fault if you get stuck at the end of the line and have to wait your turn," I smiled as I climbed out of his truck and closed the door.
"I don't mind waiting to get back inside your ass, Huey," he assured me. "It's definitely worth it."
"Thanks, Uncle Vic," I grinned.
"And the more loads of cum lubing it up for my cock, the better," he winked at me.
"I'll keep that in mind, you dirty old man. See you later."
"Later, kid," he smiled before shifting his truck into gear and speeding away.
I was disappointed that Uncle Vic couldn't stick around. I really needed to have a hard cock inside me again. It was definitely becoming an urgent craving! I knew I liked cock, but the discovery that I liked family cock, and that it had apparently always been available for the asking, was an entirely new surprising experience. After being fucked by Dad, Grandpa, and Uncle Vic, I couldn't wait to add Uncle Martin to the mix!
But first, I needed to get cleaned up and ready for the evening. I was smelling pretty ripe even to myself. With a smile on my face, I ran inside and hurried to my bedroom. I tossed off my clothes, and then went into my bathroom to turn on the shower. After waiting a few seconds, I tested the temperature to confirm that it was just right, then I stepped into the shower and closed the door.
I sighed with pleasure as the warm water washed the day's cum residue off of my body. For a moment, the heat from the shower lifted the aroma of cum into the air, and I inhaled to enjoy it one last time before it disappeared. Then I turned around and spread my butt cheeks to let the shower clean my backside as well. "Mmm," I sighed, slipping a finger into my crack and playing with the tender pucker of my well-used asshole. My cock started to stiffen in anticipation of the evening's up-cumming family activities.
The bathroom door opened, and Dad called, "I'm home, Huey."
"I'll be out in a minute!" I called back, grabbing the shower gel.
"How was your day?" Dad asked casually, and I looked through the steamed-up, frosted glass of the shower door to see that he was apparently just leaning back against the sink counter for a casual chat.
"Not bad," I replied with a grin as I started lathering up my body...and wondering if my semi-hard cock was distinguishable from the other side of the glass.
"I hope your grandpa didn't work you too hard."
"It wasn't too bad...until he caught me checking out his porn collection," I replied casually. "Then things got pretty hard."
"I warned you," Dad laughed. "Did you get punished?"
"I wouldn't call it a punishment," I replied, mischievously starting to stroke my growing cock, an action that I knew would be unmistakable on Dad's side of the frosted door.
"What would you call it?" Dad asked casually.
"Fucking amazing!" I laughed. "With 'fucking' being the operative word."
"Dad fucked you?" my dad asked, with obvious excitement in his voice.
"Oh yeah," I replied. "Bred me AND fed me!"
Dad suddenly opened the shower door and stood there fully naked in front of me. His cock was rock hard, and he had a look of eager anticipation on his face. "Tell me all about it," he growled as he stepped into the shower with me and closed the door.
Dad grabbed the shower gel and stepped around behind me. As I started telling him about my day, he squirted some gel on my back and started casually rubbing it into a lather. When I got to the part where Grandpa caught me watching his porn, Dad's rubbing began to grow stronger, rougher. "Were you nervous?" Dad whispered.
"Oh yeah," I laughed before continuing the story. When I got to the part where I began sucking on Grandpa's cock, Dad's breathing changed. It became ragged. Shorter. More urgent. More excited.
"Did you like sucking on Grandpa's dick?" Dad whispered.
"Oh yeah," I laughed again before continuing the story. And when I got to the point where I took Grandpa's cock up my ass for the first time, Dad gripped my shoulders like a vice.
"Did he take it easy on you?" Dad hissed with a hint of concern.
"Oh yeah, easy, slow, and fucking amazing. But you're still the best, Dad," I assured him.
'You like Daddy's dick," he cooed in my ear as he finally began running the head of his throbbing cock up and down my crack. Sliding it smoothly between my wet butt cheeks.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, pushing my ass back against his hard rod. "It will always be my favorite," I continued to reassure him...and it was the truth. "Better than Grandpa's," I moaned, pushing my ass back firmly against Dad's cock. "Better than Uncle Vic's," I moaned, grinding my ass on Dad's hard shaft.
"What?!" Dad shouted, spinning me around.
I smiled at him and said, "It has been a busy day."
"Damn, Son," Dad hissed before pulling my body against his. Our pulsing cocks pressed together. The water rained down on us. He looked deeply into my eyes and then he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a tight, urgent, passionate kiss. My lips parted and let his driving, desperate tongue enter me. Devouring me. Possessing me. Owning me.
"Mmm," I groaned into Dad's mouth as I pulled his body tight against mine and ground my throbbing cock against his.
"Mmm," he groaned back as his tongued explored my mouth. Tickling my tastebuds, mixing his saliva with mine. Licking my gums and my teeth. Exploring every bit of my mouth. Finally, he pulled away and just looked at me with gasping...admiration? "I'm so proud of you, Son."
"Thanks, Dad," I smiled. "Of course, we'll have to wait until this evening to see if Uncle Martin can knock your cock out of the top spot," I added with my smile turning into a broad grin.
"It's nice to know there's someone in this family who hasn't fucked you yet," Dad laughed. "Tonight?"
"Yeah, I invited them all over for dinner...and some special dessert," I smiled at Dad, but his expression seemed to be less than enthusiastic. "Or don't you guys all play together?"
"Oh yeah, sure, when the mood strikes us," Dad finally laughed. "I was just hoping for a quiet evening at home. Just the two of us," he clarified, before pulling me into another kiss. A soft, tender, loving kiss. "I want to make up for lost time with you," he finally whispered.
"Me too, Dad," I assured him, giving him a soft kiss in return before nibbling on his dimpled chin. I smiled as I ran the tip of my tongue in that divot. It had fascinated me all my life, and I was finally getting the chance to enjoy it.
"Oh, Son," Dad groaned, grinding his hard, throbbing cock against mine. "I want to fuck you so bad."
I looked him in the eyes and asked, "Then what are you waiting for?"
As I started to turn around to present my willing ass to my dad's desperate cock... The doorbell rang!
"Fuck! They can wait," Dad growled, grabbing my hips.
"That's not a very good host," I laughed, turning off the water before spinning around to give Dad a quick kiss. He grabbed my face with both hands to prolong the kiss. "Mmm," I sighed as the doorbell rang again.
"Is there any family fucking order that I should know about?" I asked as I opened the shower door, stepped out, grabbed a towel, and started to dry off.
"Not usually," Dad laughed, lightening up a bit.
"Okay, we'll play it by ear...or by ass," I grinned, giving Dad a quick look at the ass in question before wrapping the towel around my waist and heading out to answer the door.
I debated dropping the towel before I opened the front door, but I didn't. I just opened the door and asked, "So what took you so long?" And froze.
"Traffic," my college fuckbuddy, Mike, replied with a grin. "Are we interrupting something?"
"Um, just taking a shower," I replied, looking over Mike's shoulder at his dad! "Hi, Mr. Shaw."
"Hello, Huey." After a few very long seconds, he asked, "Can we come in?"
"Oh sure, sorry," I said, stepping out of the way and letting them in.
"Mike and I decided we needed some father-son time together, so I drove him back to campus," Mr. Shaw clarified as I closed the door and led them into the living room.
"And I suggested that we stop by and see you and your dad," Mike added with a smile. "Make a father-son foursome evening of it."
Mr. Shaw hesitated, but I was too dumbstruck to make any real sense out of what was happening. All I could think about was the ruined plans for my first family orgy. Finally, Mr. Shaw said, "Mike tells me that you and your dad enjoy the same kind of bond that he and I do."
I looked at Mike. Sometimes, I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer. He just shook his head, grinned, and asked, "Do you two want to fuck with us or not, Huey?"
"Mike!" Mr. Shaw growled, obviously as surprised as I was at the blunt proposal.
"Let's get this party started!" Dad yelled before he reached the living room. "But I get to fuck him first!" he laughed as he appeared before us fully naked and hard with a tube of lube in hand!
My mouth dropped open.
Mike grinned.
Mr. Shaw laughed and said, "That's fine with me, but which one are you talking about?"
"Mike!" Dad yelped, seeing my buddy and his dad.
"Oh, okay," Mr. Shaw replied. "I guess that means Huey and I--"
"Wait, what?" Dad asked, dropping the lube on the sofa before grabbing a throw from the sofa and wrapping it around himself.
Mike laughed. "I think we're interrupting something else, Dad. Sorry, Mr. Lake, we didn't mean to horn in on your plans for the evening."
"I don't understand, Mike," my dad replied. I was honestly too mortified by the whole situation. I glanced at Mr. Shaw and he was looking a bit nervous as well, as if he'd gotten the wrong end of the cock.
"Oh," Mike replied, "no problem. See, I told my dad that you and Huey play around the same way he and I do. And we thought, well, I thought, it would be fun if we all played around together. Fathers and sons." He looked at us all. "Sucking and fucking, in case you need it to be more clear than that."
"That's pretty clear," Dad finally laughed.
"My son the diplomat," Mr. Shaw grinned.
"My fuckbuddy the moron," I joked.
"So?" Mike asked, preparing to unbutton his shirt, but waiting for permission.
"So?" Mr. Shaw asked casually, but rubbing his crotch to show he was definitely interested.
Dad looked at me, and I raised an eyebrow to indicate my interest. Dad then smiled at me, tossed the throw back on the sofa, and casually tugged on his deflating cock to bring it back to life. "I'm all for getting to know my son's friends...and their dads."
"I'm glad to hear it," Mr. Shaw replied, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
"Yes!" Mike yelped before stripping off his clothes in a flash.
"Too slow," I laughed at Mike, dropping my towel and revealing my naked body before he could show off his to our dads.
"Nice," Mr. Shaw replied, looking me up and down as he continued to undress. "I knew you were a handsome young man, but this..."
"Hey, stop drooling," Mike complained with a laugh.
"Don't worry, Mikey, I'll drool over you," Dad replied with a wink.
"Thanks, Mr. Lake," Mike grinned at my dad, who just looked at him. "Daddy?" Mike corrected himself slowly.
"That's better, Mikey," my dad whispered, slowly stroking his hardening cock. "Do you want to help me with this?"
"Oh yeah, Daddy," Mike replied eagerly before rushing to kneel before my dad.
As Mike swallowed my dad's dick, Mr. Shaw finished undressing and casually tugged on his own semi-hard dick. "Do you want to help me with this, Huey?"
I knelt before Mr. Shaw, licked my lips, and said, "Yes, Daddy."
"That's a good boy," he grinned down at me and placed a hand lightly on top of my head.
I took his warm, plump shaft in my palm. It never stopped amazing me how velvety another man's cock felt. No matter how hard or soft it was, the texture was just so amazing to feel. Once I had one in my palm, I never wanted to let it go. As Mr. Shaw's dick grew longer and stiffer under my manipulation, I glanced over at Dad and saw him smiling down at his hard cock sliding smoothly in and out of my fuckbuddy's mouth.
"I'm ready to feel those luscious lips wrapped around my cock, Huey," Mr. Shaw whispered.
I glanced up and smiled. "Yes, Daddy." He smiled back and licked his lips as my own lips parted and his mushroom helmet slipped between them.
"Oh yeah," he sighed as his cock slid slowly into my salivating mouth.
"Mmm," I moaned, tasting his flesh for the first time and registering the initial drop of precum to ooze out onto my tongue. "Mmm," I moaned again, eagerly sucking for more of that sweet juice.
"You like the taste of Daddy's cock?" Mr. Shaw whispered.
"Mmm," I confirmed, sucking on it enthusiastically and then swirling my tongue around the helmet. "Mmm."
"Mikey likes it too," he confirmed, breathlessly, as if finally confessing that fact out loud to someone was the ultimate "naughty" secret.
"Mmm," I responded, confirming that I understood. I raised my eyes and looked at him, and he gently rubbed his fingers through my hair as I sucked on his meat. Then he looked to the side and I knew that he was watching his son sucking my dad. I moaned when the cock suddenly throbbed in my mouth and delivered more precum onto my tastebuds.
"Yeah, suck that cock, Son," my dad hissed, and I glanced over at him, expecting him to still be watching his dick being serviced by Mike. Instead, my dad was looking at me, and he was obviously excited watching his son sucking another man, just as Mr. Shaw was excited watching his son suck another man!
"Mmm," I moaned seductively, no longer just enjoying Mr. Shaw's dick but also performing for my dad. He continued watching me as he took charge and started fucking his meat into Mike's mouth.
"Mmm," Mike moaned.
Dad reached down and cupped his balls, fondling them under Mike's chin. I reached up and took Mr. Shaw's nuts in my palm. Dad smiled, and Mr. Shaw moaned. "Yeah, play with my balls, Huey." I pulled gently on them and squeezed them firmly. "Oh yeah," he groaned, slightly bending his knees and then thrusting his dick forward into my mouth. Into my throat. "Take it," he growled, pushing deeper into my gullet. I just relaxed and let him plunge into me as I watched my dad, who never took his eyes off of me.
"Take it, Mikey," Dad growled while continuing to look at me. I watched as he drove his cock into Mikey's mouth just as Mr. Shaw was fucking mine. Dads feeding cock to each other's sons. Dads watching their boys sucking cock. Enjoying cock. Wanting cock. Needing daddy cock!
I just relaxed my throat and let Mr. Shaw take total charge. Using my throat for his own pleasure. Enjoying thrusting his rigid shaft between my grasping, swallowing muscles. Again and again. Faster and faster. His breathing becoming more erratic. Panting. Eager. I saw Dad's mouth drop open with yearning pleasure as he did the same to Mike and was as lost in the excitement as Mr. Shaw was.
"You've taught this boy well," Mr. Shaw grunted.
"I can't take credit for that," Dad laughed. "I think he and Mikey have been practicing on each other."
"MMMPH!" Mikey confirmed.
"So thank you for teaching Mikey," Dad grinned at Mr. Shaw.
"You're welcome. Does that mean I can fuck Huey in return?"
"Only after I do," Dad growled, and the look on his face said clearly that was what he wanted. "I've been waiting all day for it."
I quickly slipped the cock out of my mouth and said, "Sorry, Mr. Shaw."
"I understand, Huey," he smiled as I dove toward the sofa to grab the lube. "I guess your ass is mine as usual, Mikey."
Mike let Dad's dick slip from between his lips, gulped for air, then replied, "Fine with me, Dad."
"Better get ready, then," Mr. Shaw laugh.
"Okay," Mike replied, hurrying over to the sofa.
"You do me and I'll do you," I suggested to Mike as I squeezed lube onto his fingers.
"Sounds good to me," Mike grinned back. "This is so hot," he whispered to me as we sank to the floor in a sixty-nine position.
"You're telling me," I laughed softly before we both sucked each other's cocks into our mouths and then started working our lubed fingers into each other's ass. I'd always enjoyed playing with Mike, but having our dads watching us was so hot...and pervy! I loved it!
"It looks like our boys know what they're doing," Mr. Shaw laughed.
"They sure do," my dad agreed. "I'm Gary, by the way."
"Sorry, I'm Louis," Mr. Shaw replied, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw them shaking hands, as if it was any other normal greeting.
"Let me help you with that while they get ready," Dad offered before reaching out and taking Mr. Shaw's cock in hand to stroke it firmly and steadily to keep it ready for action.
"Only if you let me do the same," Mr. Shaw replied, reaching out to grab and stroke Dad's cock.
"I'm sure not going to object," Dad laughed. "How long have you two...?"
"Long enough," Mr. Shaw chuckled. "And you two...?"
"Just this weekend," Dad confirmed.
"Damn, I guess Huey isn't as determined as Mikey was," Mr. Shaw laughed.
"Yeah, we've got a lot of time to make up," Dad agreed.
"Then you definitely deserve to have his ass first. I'm sure I'll get a shot eventually."
"From what I've learned about Huey in the past couple of days, I can pretty much guarantee that," Dad laughed.
I enjoyed sucking Mike's cock and playing with his ass while he did the same for me, but it wasn't what I was craving. I finally spit out his dick, scrambled onto all fours and said, "Okay, Dad, come and get it."
Mike scrambled into the same position beside me. "You too, Dad," he said over his shoulder before grinning at me. "So fucking hot," he whispered.
"We could make our own FAMILYDICK videos," I whispered back.
Mikey got an excited expression on his face and scrambled over to his pile of clothes to retrieve his phone. "What are you doing, Mikey?" his dad asked with surprise.
"Making a video," Mike laughed, getting back into position.
"You okay with that, Gary?" Mr. Shaw asked. "We usually just watch it back afterward and then delete it."
"You're the guests," Dad laughed back.
"Then roll 'em, Mikey," Mr. Shaw laughed getting into position and guiding his hard, throbbing cock toward his son's asshole.
"Ready, boys?" Dad asked, getting into position behind me and pushing his rigid, pulsing meat against my pucker.
"YES!" Mike and I yelled together.
"Then... Action!" Dad laughed, pushing his cock gently but forcefully forward.
"Fuck yeah," I groaned as Dad's dick slid easily into my greased hole.
"Fuck yeah," Mike echoed as his ass got filled with daddy dick as well.
Dad and Mr. Shaw both let out long, low groans as they filled their boys with the cocks that had made them.
"Never gets old," Mr. Shaw sighed.
"You can say that again," Dad sighed as he filled my guts and pressed his balls against my ass.
"No ass like family ass," Mr. Shaw growled as he began slowly fucking his son.
"And no cock like family cock," Dad growled, delivering his cock into my hole again and again. "At least that's what my dad taught me," Dad chuckled, slowly working his fucking motion up to a steady pace.
"Mine too," Mr. Shaw growled back, already slamming his dick into Mike's ass.
"HEY!" Mike objected, "You said you and Grandpa don't play."
"I just wanted him to have the fun of you trying to seduce him," Mr. Shaw laughed.
"Oh god, fuck me, Dad," Mike begged, eager with the excitement of probably getting to fuck with his own grandpa the next time he visited him.
"Whatever you want, Son," Mr. Shaw grunted. From the steady lunges forward, I knew Mike's dad was really pounding his ass with deep, hard thrusts.
"Fuck me, Dad!" I begged urgently, wanting to be dominated like Mike was getting dominated.
"You sure, Son?" Dad asked.
"Oh god, fuck me hard like Mikey's getting it!"
"Well, if Mikey likes it...," Dad chuckled.
"Oh yeah, Mikey likes it," his dad laughed in reply.
"Then take your daddy's cock, Huey," Dad growled before slamming his dick into me and making me lunge forward like Mike.
"YES!" I yelled. "AGAIN!"
Dad complied quickly and was driving his cock deep and fast into me in no time. Again and again. Gripping my hips tightly. Pulling me back on the thrusting cock. Forcing me to lunge forward again as he buried his rod inside me. Withdrawing, pulling me back, thrusting, lunging, burying. Over and over and over again.
"Yeah, fuck your boy, Gary," Mr. Shaw growled as he did the same to Mike, who kept fumbling around with his phone the whole time. Aiming it at me. Aiming it back at our dads. Aiming it under at the cock plunging into his hole. Trying to capture everything!
"So hot fucking our boys together," Dad grunted, and I smiled, knowing how proud and excited he was to be sharing the moment with me.
"I never thought I'd find a buddy to do this with," Mr. Shaw grunted.
"Any time you want, buddy," Dad replied. "Can't wait to see you fucking my boy."
"Wanna switch?" Mr. Shaw asked eagerly.
"YES!" Mike and I yelled in unison.
"I guess I'm out-voted," Dad laughed, stopping his fucking motion and slowly pulling out of me. "Be a good boy, Huey," he ordered, giving my empty gaping ass a slap.
"Yes, Dad," I replied obediently.
"You too, Son," Mr. Shaw ordered, slapping Mike's empty ass.
"Yes, Dad," Mike replied, turning his head to grin at me as our dad's quickly switched positions.
"You ready, Huey?" Mr. Shaw asked with his hard dick already pressing at my back door.
"Yes, Daddy," I replied, grinning over my shoulder at him.
"Then here we go, Son," Mr. Shaw winked at me as he slid his dick into my hole, and I moaned with the pleasure of being filled again.
"Oh yeah," Mike moaned, and I knew my dad was filling his ass with hard cock too.
Our dads took their time. Slow and easy. Each enjoying the sensations of filling a new ass with his hard, pulsing cock. Each enjoying watching his son getting fucked by a stranger. Not actually strangers, but certainly not sexual playmates before that evening! Sharing their sons with each other.
"I never thought I'd watch my son getting fucked," my dad hissed with obvious excitement.
"Me either," Mr. Shaw replied. "Not in person anyway. He's showed me some of his videos...including one with Huey."
"You fucker," I grunted, scowling at Mike but not really feeling it.
"How else was I supposed to prove you were worth fucking?" Mike grinned.
"And you were right, Son," Mr. Shaw confirm, smoothly sliding his poker in and out of me while my ass gripped his shaft desperately, not wanting to lose it. "You've got one talented boy here," Gary."
"Yours ain't so bad either, Louis," my dad chuckled.
"Thanks a lot," Mike laughed.
"Okay, Mikey, you have one of the best young asses I've ever fucked," Dad praised him. "Is that better?"
"Oh yeah, that's better," Mike groaned. "Fuck me, Daddy."
"That's what I like to hear, boy," Dad growled.
"Fuck me, Daddy," I begged Mr. Shaw.
"The words every dad wants to hear," he replied, picking up his pace and quickly working up to the level they had been fucking us before they switched.
"Your boy's so tight," Dad panted.
"Can't blame me for that," Mr. Shaw laughed. "I've tired my best to open him up good, haven't I, Son."
"Oh yeah, Dad, definitely," Mike grunted.
"I'm not complaining, Mikey," my dad growled.
"Thank you, sir," Mike panted as my dad continued going to town on his tight hole.
"You're damn tight, too, Huey," Mr. Shaw grunted, and I squeezed my ass on his invading cock in appreciation.
"Considering the workout I hear he got from my dad and brother this afternoon, I'm surprised," Dad laughed.
"Damn, Huey," Mr. Shaw growled, "when you turn on the family faucet you sure turn it on."
"Yeah, just one more uncle waiting for his chance," Dad laughed.
"I hope he likes sloppy fifths," Mr. Shaw replied.
"I doubt that he will complain," Dad grunted, continuing to dominate Mike's willing hole.
"I'll see to it," I replied confidently, working my ass muscles on Mr. Shaw's shaft to prove I had a lot of action still left up there.
"Oh fuck, boy," Mr. Shaw grunted. "You keep that up, and I'm gonna cum!"
"Wait! I wanna suck Huey while you breed him, Dad!" Mike ordered.
"Whatever you want, Son, but be quick about it," Mr. Shaw grunted, driving his shaft deep inside me and waiting.
"Sorry, Mr. Lake," Mike apologized to my dad politely as he pulled off of his cock and dived under me.
"Ready, Son?" Mr. Shaw asked.
"Yeah!" Mike replied before he swallowed my cock. His cock was bouncing around in my face, so I just dropped my head and swallowed his cock in exchange. "MMMPH!" Mike grunted, thrusting his dick up into my mouth.
"I'm not getting left out," Dad informed us all. I tilted my head to look between Mike's legs and saw Dad lifting them up, adjusting Mike's ass (which drove his dick deeper into my throat), and getting ready to fill him with cock. I pulled back a little, which just drove me more firmly onto Mr. Shaw's cock.
"Everyone got his cock in a hole now?" Mr. Shaw laughed.
"Fuck yeah," Dad growled.
"MMMPH!" Mike and I grunted.
"Then hold on tight, because I need to blow this fucking load, boys," Mr. Shaw growled.
"You and me both, Louis," Dad agreed.
"MMMPH! Mike and I grunted again with obvious excitement.
And with that, the ass-pounding, cock-thrusting, cock-sucking action resumed. Frantic. Desperate. Wanting cum. Needing cum. Wanting to cum. Needing to cum. Dad cock pounding son asshole. Mike and I sucking each other desperately while keeping a tight asshole grip on the invading cocks. Flesh slapping flesh. Squishing. Slurping. Moaning. Groaning. Faster and faster. More frantic. More desperate.
I didn't know which I wanted more, Mike's cum in my mouth or his dad's cum in my ass. I wanted both. I needed both. Slightly disappointed that I couldn't have Dad's cum as well.
"Are you about ready to fill my boy's ass?" Mr. Shaw finally panted.
"Just about," Dad confirmed. "You?"
"Just about," Mr. Shaw grunted, pounding my asshole faster. Gripping my hips tighter. "Wish it didn't have to end."
"Same here," Dad grunted, as I looked up from sucking Mike's cock and saw Dad's pelvis thrusting forward, driving his cock deep into Mike's guts. Again and again. Mike grunting with every thrust and sucking eagerly on my cock in anticipation of being filled at both ends with Luke family cum. I redoubled my efforts to earn being filled at both ends with Shaw family cum!
"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum, Gary," Mr. Shaw warned us.
"Breed my boy," Dad ordered.
"Gonna fill him with cum," Mr. Shaw confirmed.
"DO IT!" Dad barked.
"FUCK YEAH!" Mr. Shaw howled, driving his throbbing, pulsing cock into me. "CUM!" He roared as his cock convulsed and started spraying my guts with cum. Blast after blast after blast. His cock jumping and throbbing and unloading inside me. "TAKE IT, BOY!"
"I'M CUMMING TOO!" Dad hissed between gritted teeth. I tilted my head up to look at his belly and watch him unload in my friend's ass while I continued to suck my friend's cock. "YEAH!" Dad yelled, thrusting into Mike's ass and pressing his pubes against my forehead. "UNGH!" Dad grunted as his hips thrust forward and I knew he was filling my friend with jizz. "GOTTA SHARE!" Dad yelled, and before I could figure out what he meant, he whipped his exploding cock out of Mike's ass and started spraying cum on my forehead, on my nose, and on Mike's balls!
"MMPH!" Mike and I yelped in unison as Dad's jizz continued spraying over us...and then we both fired off in unison inside each other's mouth! Hot, creamy cum. Shot after shot. Flooding our mouths. Filling our mouths. "MMPH!" we grunted in unison as we both tried unsuccessfully to gulp down the hot, salty fluids. Some of Mike's jizz escaped from my mouth and rolled down his shaft to join my dad's cum on his balls. Some of my cum escaped from Mike's mouth and rolled down over his cheeks.
"Here's a little more for you, Mikey," Dad said softly as he slid his dick back up Mike's ass and then stroked his shaft firmly to force out the remaining cum.
"Mmm," Mike sighed as he sucked my spent cock, I sucked his spent cock, and Dad gently pulled his cock in Mike's ass.
"This has been quite a father-son get together," Mr. Shaw panted as he slowly pulled his dick out of my asshole.
"I hope it's just the first of many," Dad gasped.
"It will be if it's up to me," Mr. Shaw confirmed. Then he spread my butt cheeks for a look at my leaking hole.
"MMMPH!" I yelped when I felt Mr. Shaw lean in and lap at my ass!
"Mmm," he moaned, savoring the flavor of his own cum as it leaked out of me.
I let Mike's spent cock slip out of my mouth and then I eagerly lapped up the mixture of his cum and my dad's cum that covered the base of his cock and his balls. "Mmm," I sighed, enjoying all of the cum that my tongue could find.
When Mr. Shaw finished lapping at my back door, I finally rolled over and collapsed on the floor beside Mike, who gathered up my excess cum from his cheeks and eagerly swallowed it as well.
"If we're not careful, these boys will wear us out," Mr. Shaw said, sitting on the sofa and trying to catch his breath.
"But what a way to go," Dad replied, sitting beside him on the sofa to catch his breath as well.
"Do you want to watch the video?" Mike asked eagerly, grabbing his phone from the floor and sitting on his dad's lap.
"Sure, Son," Mr. Shaw replied casually, wrapping his arms around Mike and holding him tight. "Whatever you want."
I hesitated for a moment and then sat on my dad's lap, which I hadn't done for years! I think he was as surprised as I was at first, but then he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. "I've missed this, Son," he whispered in my ear.
"Me too," I whispered back. We looked at each other for a moment, and then I leaned in to kiss him. I forgot that I'd just been eating cum, but Dad didn't seem to mind. He kissed me gently on my lips, smiled at me, kissed me a little more urgently, and I let his tongue slip inside me to enjoy the shared remains of the cum that I'd eaten, his and Mike's. "Mmm," I sighed enjoying the feeling of his lips on mine and his hands gently caressing my naked body, fondling my spent cock and empty balls. Eventually, I just snuggled up against him, rested my head on his shoulder and relaxed.
"The plot's not bad," Mr. Shaw laughed, "but your camera work is for shit, Son."
"We'll have to do it again, so I can improve," Mike replied, grinning at his dad and then at me and my dad.
"Whatever it takes for the sake of 'art,'" Dad grinned back...as the front door opened.
"Who's ready for some pizza and sex?" Uncle Vic called out.
I sat up on Dad's lap and looked over as Uncle Vic, Grandpa, and Uncle Martin entered the living room and saw us with Mike and his dad.
"I think we're too late for the sex, boys," Grandpa laughed, "but I'm guessing they've worked up an appetite for the pizza."
"I don't know, Grandpa," I grinned, "my belly is pretty full right now...and so's my ass."
"That's my grandson," Grandpa laughed heartily.
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