My Dad: Growing Up

Conquered?

My phone started ringing as I was lubing my ass with Uncle Eric’s cum, both scared and excited about what was about to happen.

Uncle Eric looked at me, all but laughed, and answered on speaker phone: “It’s 2 in the morning, you bitch. Aren’t you getting fucked enough there?”

It was dad: “I won my bet, didn’t I? I told you you wouldn’t be able to resist him.”

Uncle Eric laughed out loud. “Not yet you haven’t. Now is that really why you called, or do you just want to be in on it with me? He seems to have doubts as to whether I’ll be able to get all the way in him. So maybe you want to share your personal experience and assure him?”

Hold it. Hold it. So had I actually succeeded in seducing Uncle Eric, or had my dad and Uncle Eric succeeded it getting me to play into their hands? And as I thought that I noticed that Uncle Eric’s dick seemed to have gone even harder, and maybe even a little thicker, as I couldn’t help but go down and suck up the precum oozing out.

Eric put the phone on video and let dad watch me suck the precum right out of Eric’s enormous dickhead. “Did you teach him how to do this, or is he really that much of a natural cocksucker?”

Now dad laughed: “We can plan all we want, but I did warn you. Damn. Wish I was there to make sure your dick makes it all the way in.” And now dad turned the video on on his phone, showing how hard he was just being in touch with us. “Promise me you’ll fuck him at least as hard as the first time you fucked me so many years ago.”

“No offense, bro, but you might have to endure your inability to remain one of my best fucks ever. I just shot in his mouth quicker than I ever remember shooting, even after I felt so proud of myself for staying restrained during our first date.”

Dad laughed again: “Date? You got him to call it that, or you’re just making that up now?”

I was quickly losing whatever shame I might have had. Uncle Eric’s dick was so damn gorgeous, and so fucking huge, that I was doing my damnedest to get familiar with it.

“Shit. You can stay on the phone, but this bastard is going to make me shoot in his mouth again if I don’t get inside that smooth cunt.”

I knew that was my cue, and regardless of who got this going I was bound and determined to be a better fuck for Uncle Eric than anyone, ever. I kissed him: “You have no idea how much I love a challenge, Uncle Eric.”

With that I slobbered on his dickhead and climbed on it. “If this isn’t the best pussy you’ve ever had, it will be by the time I stop milking you.” Even if I was quietly half scared to death that he was about to impale the shit out of me: how the hell did his dick get so fucking big?

Uncle Eric smiled and showed me off to dad, who was doing his damnedest not to shoot a load just watching me work Eric’s dick inside my way too eager hole. Eric was also doing his damnedest not to shoot too early, grabbing his huge nutts as I slowly slid down, further and further.

“How the fuck is this bitch doing this?” Uncle Eric seemed so impressed, as dad repeated that he had warned him. “This might be a challenge to your being a top more than you’ve ever had, Eric. I tell you he won’t stop.”

That challenge set Eric off, as he picked me up, rolled on top of me, and kissed me, with an evil smile: “Hang on, baby. Rod may have to imagine away. I don’t want you to forget this. Ever.”

I thought I heard Rod shoot his load, I suppose just at the thought of Eric nailing me. As for me, I gave up, and hung on for dear life. I don’t know if I had ever seen anyone so serious, ever, as Eric thrust the remaining inches of his dick in as far as they would go.

“Stay with me, baby.” And Eric’s dick seemed to hit bottom, at the second I could feel his dick shooting load after load deep in my hole. Eric held me tight. I held him tight, trying hard not to pass out, as I started shooting as well. “That’s my boy. Relax. We’ll start fucking once I get unloaded here.”

Dad was begging to see in the background. Eric couldn’t have cared less. Start fucking? What the crap did that mean?

And then Uncle Eric started coaching me. “Breathe slowly, baby. We can start slow, but I swear you will never ever forget this.” And he slowly started pulling out, then going back in. “At some point I’m sure you’ll get exhausted. Just let yourself go. Trust me.”

I was either in heaven or hell. Or both. As I finally passed out. With the biggest dick I had ever seen doing whatever the hell it wanted to do to me. No matter how much I had thought I was in charge, those thoughts were long long gone…