My son, the perfect Bottom

Chapter 6

Matthew

“Ughh, Dad, do it harder, please”, my son gasped as I was fucking him in a nice, slow rythm, puncturing his prostate with every push. 

Ever since Ally had left, Louis and I had created our own, perfect version of everyday life and I was happier than ever. Sadly, I had to go to work again, starting the Monday after we came back, but my son still had a few weeks until school started. I was happy that he spent the time I was at work with his friends, but I was even happier about the blowjobs and sex I was coming home to now. Sometimes he would even gift me with a nice little quicky before I left to work in the morning. 

On the days his friends didn't have time, Louis made sure to bring me my lunch, which I apparently forgot at home a lot, just so we could slip into the bathroom real quick for a nice little session against the tiled wall. 

He was insatiable and I was the last person to complain about it. 

Sometimes I even edged him the whole day with a vibrating buttplug, which I could control via an app on my cell phone. When I came home on those days, Louis would wait for me on all fours, naked, in front of the door and all I had to do was to pull out the plug and fill his somehow still tight hole with my cock. I felt like I was a teenager again. Crazy in love and hungry for a release all the time. Even my Coworkers made a few comments about how my divorce made me look younger. If only they knew. 

“Daddy, please”, Louis gasped, pulling me out of my thoughts. I had him bent over the kitchen counter right now, his shorts only pulled to his knees, my pants just opened enough to pull out my cock and my hand under the soft fabric of his cropped shirt, so I could play with his cute little nipples. 

I had managed to get Thursday and Friday off, “to deal with my divorce” as I had told my boss, but the real reason being a certain best friend of mine, who wouldn't stop bothering me and my son to finally come visit. Louis and I had fucked all night, celebrating that I wouldnt have to get up early in the morning and I had thought that maybe he would have had enough for now, but as soon as we started preparing our breakfast in the kitchen, he was kneeling between my legs again, working my cock  until I had enough, turned him around, bent him over the kitchen counter and pushed inside his juicy hole in one go.  

I had decided against a rough fucking though. Because even if I loved it to fuck my son until he screamed nicely, I had already done that all night. I wanted to edge him a little bit, so he would be all riled up when we would arrive at my best friend’s house in the afternoon. 

“You’re not allowed to cum, baby”, I grunted after my first orgasm, just fucking through it, because I was getting him filled up nicely. 

“Ughhhh”, came as the only answer from my son, sounding part aroused, part annoyed, but I couldn't care less. He already got what he wanted, with me pressing his face into the matress and fucking him hard from behind most of the night, so now it was time that I had the saying again and I was way to exhausted to rape his ass again to be honest. 

I always almost pull out of his ass, with just my tip inside him, only to push inside, hitting his prostate, before I pulled out painfully slowly again. Louis was whining and trying to push back on me, but I had his slim waist in a tight grip, making sure he had to endure the paste of our fuck I had chosen. It didn't take long until his breathing got faster and he was pressing his legs together, in a desperate attempt to control his orgasm. 

“Daddy, I’m about to cum”, he gasped, trying to push back on my cock again. 

“You will not cum until I say so”, I grunted, feeling my second orgasm rising in my balls. 

“But Dad, I-”

“No but, Baby. If I say you’re not allowed to cum, you’re not allowed to cum.”

I knew by now that he loved it when I scolded him with my ‘Dad voice’, as he had called it, and I made sure to use it, so he had an even harder time holding back his orgasm. 

“Fuck, Daddy!”, he cursed, when I suddenly pressed forward, grunting, letting my orgasm wash over me and fill his hole with another load. 

“I don’t think you need breakfast”, I joked, feeling his little tummy bulge with all the loads I had pumped inside him last night in addition to the two I gave him just now. 

“I don’t need breakfast, I need to cum”, a whiny Louis said, turning his head to glare at me. 

“I think you have made enough demands last night”, I grunted, pulling out my cock and pushing the buttplug back inside. I wanted him to be filled with my sperm when we went over to Harry’s house. I made myself think that it would be hot seeing Harry eat my sperm out of my son's ass, but in truth, I was marking my territory. I wasn’t very good at sharing, and I was trying to be a dick about it, as much as I could get away with. 

“Wait, nghhh, Dad! You didn’t even make me cum!”, Louis protested, turning around with his shorts still around his knees. 

“You just used me for your own pleasure!”, he accused, pushing his finger into my chest. 

I snorted. 

“You do that all the time.”

“But I always make you cum!”, he continued to protest, while I was stirring the eggs I had abandoned when Louis had opened my fly and kneeled between my legs. 

“Louis, Baby, you’ve got what you wanted all night. Now I’m taking back control and I want you on edge when we visit uncle Harry later. You will not relieve yourself until then, if you want to be treated like a good boy, okay?”

“Ughh fine, but you better make up for it.”

I smiled and ruffled his hair. 

“You know I always do. And now help me make breakfast.”

He pouted, but still gave me a peck on my cheek before he began putting the stuff we needed on our dining table. 

“We need to discuss the rules for tonight, Baby”, I declared half an hour later when we were finished with breakfast. 

“What do you mean?”, Louis asked. 

“I’m a little jealous”, I confessed. “You know, about sharing you.”

Louis smiled and grabbed my hand. 

“You know you don't have to be, Dad. I’m yours, and if you don't want to, you don't have to share me at all. I can just watch you get fucked by uncle Harry, or we can do nothing at all with him.”

“I know”, I said, almost whining. “But it would be so hot. Having a threesome with him. Stretching your little hole with both our dicks, letting you watch while I ride his cock, having both of you lick my dick at the same time.” 

I was getting hard again. 

“Then let’s do it! You can always stop it whenever you feel uncomfortable and if you need me to tell you that I’m yours, just pinch both my nipples and I make sure to let both of you know again and again.” 

I really liked that Idea, especially the picture of Louis telling me how much he loved me while getting fucked by my childhood friend, so I just nodded and pulled my son in a nice, deep kiss. 

My lighted mood didn't last long though. 

Until midday, Louis became a whiny little brat, annoying the shit out of me and making my hands itch to give him a good spanking. I had decided to use the time to work out in my homemade gym in the garage, so I could improve my stamina a little bit, and my son had decided to watch me do my workout, trying to persuade me to finally give him an orgasm. 

By the time I was finished I was more than ready for a hard punishment fuck, but we had plans and I knew I could take my anger out on him later. 

I had just finished with my workout and sat down on our couch to catch my breath a little bit, and of course Louis had used that as his chance to cuddle with his sweaty Dad. 

“We should take a shower and then I have to call the Chinese place uncle Harry likes so much. He told me to bring food. Your uncle can’t cook to save his life”, I let him know, trying to change the topic for once, but Louis wasn't having it. 

He cuddled himself closer to me, still looking a little bit annoyed, with a prominent bulge between his legs. 

“I promise, I’ll make it worth it in the end”, was my weak attempt to lift his mood a little bit, but he just pulled me up and into the bathroom with him. 

I tried to take a shower with Louis together for almost a minute until I realized that it had been a bad Idea. My son was riled up and hungry for an orgasm, ready to do about anythig to get me to fuck him, which was a dangerous combination together with his naked, wet, very delicious body. 

I left the shower stall before I could press him against the tiled wall and fuck the living daylights out of him. He was whining about it, of course, but when I reminded him about our planned activities for the evening, he stopped his grumbling with a pout. 

I took a shower in the bathroom downstairs, Trying to ignore my boner.

After I had finished my shower, I went to our bedroom, to pick out my and Louis’ outfit and then called my best friend’s favorite restaurant, so we could pick up our order on the way to his house. 

As soon as he realized it was time to go, my boy lost all his gloominess and very quickly became very excited. My ears would be ringing forever from his happy squeals and on the whole 20 minute drive to the restaurant he couldn't hold still for even a second. He told me to hurry up when I got out of the car to pick up our order and greeted me with an annoyed pout when I came back five minutes later. 

“Don't look like that. I promise I will make you very happy soon. I remember a certain wish of yours and I certainly did not clean out my ass for nothing.”

Louis answered with a deep sigh. 

“I’m sorry for being so annoying Dad. It’s just getting kinda painful down there.”

I grabbed his hand and gave it a soothing squeeze, while I took the familiar route to my best friend's house. Harry was already waiting for us, sitting on the bench on his porch, waving at us when I parked in front of his house. 

Louis ripped the door open before I had turned off the motor, jumping out of the car and running down the pathway into my best friends arms. 

“Uncle Harry!”, he screamed, throwing himself in his arms. 

“Whoa, hey Buddy, nice to see you too. In real life this time”, my friend added with a wink. 

When I got out of the car, Harrys hands were already kneading my son’s ass, causing him to moan quietly. 

“It feels even better than it looks”, he told me when I had reached them, smirking at me with a dirty grin. 

“You don’t have to tell me that”, I answered, walking past them and opening the front door. 

“Let’s continue this inside, yeah?”

Both of them hurried inside, where I put the food on the kitchen counter, while Harry and I made a bit of small talk, updating each other of our lives. 

“You look younger”, he stated at some point, interrupting me in my rant about work. 

“Fucking your son looks good on you.”

“It's great”, I agreed, this time being the one to grin dirty. “You should try it.”

Harry walked around the kitchen island, grabbing my waist and pulling me to his chest. 

“I would love to, but first we have to live up to that little promise you made.”

And then he kissed me, pushing his tongue inside my mouth and his hand on my neck. 

“Woah, are you starting without me?”, Louis gasped, causing us to pull apart. 

He had been waiting in the living room for us, but apparently had decided we have been letting him wait for too long. 

“Of course not, let’s go somewhere more comfortable”, Harry said, pulling me into the living room with Louis following us there. 

As soon as we came to a halt in front of the stylish couch, my best friend pulled me into a hungry kiss again, grabbing the fabric of my shirt. 

“Gonna be like the good ol’ times again”, he grunted. “Can’t wait to feel your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock.”

I moaned and deepened our kiss. I forgot how good it felt to be wrapped into the arms of a beefy, big man like Harry and totally enjoyed it to relive that feeling again. 

My best friend began pulling my T-Shirt over my head and hastily opening my pants, while I did the same to him. 

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you completely naked”, I remarked, making Harry chuckle in realization. 

Soon we were both naked, making out on the soft cushions of his couch, me lying on my back with him between my legs. It was hot having this huge man towering above me, grinding his bulge against mine and feeling his beard rub against my stubble, and I was wondering if that was how my son felt when we were having sex. 

The thought of him made me throw a glance in his direction, gifting me with a view that caused my cock to pulse in my boxers. 

Louis had removed his clothes just like we had, leaving on the special underwear I had chosen for him today. It was by far my favorite. White lace panties, tiny enough to make his cock peek outside if he got hard and with a hole in the back to show off his cute pink boy pussy. 

My son sat in the armchair across from the couch, both legs dangling over the armrests, presenting us his entrance which was still stuffed with the buttplug. The tip of his cock was sticking out of his panties and profusely leaking on his stomach, while he played with his nipples, his lust filled eyes fixated on us. 

I had stilled in my movement, causing Harry to follow my gaze, causing him to breathe in sharply. 

“Holy shit”, he grunted, making me nod in agreement. 

“Your son looks like a slut.”

“I fucked him this morning wothout letting him come. He is cockhungry and probably about to blow, but I forbid him to do so until he is stuffed with one or both of our dicks.”

“Oh my god, you’ve become a pervert, Matty-Boy”, Harry joked. 

“Look at him. Who wouldn't with a boyfriend like that?” 

“You’re making me really fucking horny, saying shit like that.”

“What? Calling my son my boyfriend?”

My best friend didn't answer, instead he just kissed me again, playing with my nipples in the way he knew I loved it. It was crazy that he hasn't forgotten about all the shit that used to turn me on when we were teenagers. 

Soon he started kissing his way downwards, gently nibbling on each of my sensitive nubs, almost making me moan like a girl, but I would rather die than to make sounds like that in front of my son. 

I had to lift my ass so he could pull down my boxer and then he was taking me down his throat and all my restrictions about moaning where out the fucking window. 

Harry was really fucking good at giving head, it didnt felt as forbidden as when Louis did it, but it felt really fucking good, especially in combination with his thick finger working its way inside my asshole. 

“Fuck, you’re tight”, Harry moaned when he came up from my cock, saliva dripping down at the corner of his mouth. 

I didn't have any chance to answer, because a second later he was pushing a second finger inside me, scissoring me open skillfully. Soon I had to push his head away, to avoid cumming early and I felt him lick at my opened hole. He had never done this before and it was hot having my childhood friend going down on me like this, kneeling between my legs, ass up in the air, but it became even hotter when Louis got up and crawled above me to pull me into a nice, sweet kiss. 

“You’re so hot like this Dad”, he moaned and then went down to take my nipple in his mouth. 

When I felt Harry's tongue leave my hole, I had to suppress a needy whine, which got stuck in my throat when Louis suddenly gasped, letting me easily guess what was happening. My son wanted to make sure that I knew exactly what was going on though. 

“He's playing with the plug, Daddy”, he gasped. 

“You should tell him about the surprise then”, I told him, gently squeezing his cute nipple, only one at a time, so I wouldn't give him our agreed signal. 

Louis turned around to look at his uncle, who paused his activities for a moment, obviously curious. 

“Daddy filled me up nicely”, Louis explained seductively, causing my cock to leak even more on my stomach. 

“He said it’s your favorite snack, so we made sure to save it all for you.”

Harry moaned. 

“You know me well”, he grunted, directed at me. 

“I really need to fuck you now, buddy.”

“How do you want me?”, I asked, equally eager. 

“I want you to ride me so your son can sit on my face.”

I really liked that Idea, so I got up from the couch with Louis clinging to me, pulling him in a deep kiss, while Harry positioned himself on his back, the same position I have been before. 

“Climb on buddy”, he told me, stroking his cock up and down slowly. 

I carefully let Louis down and positioned myself above Harry’s cock. 

“Wait”, my son suddenly exclaimed, making me stop in my tracks. “Don’t you want to lube it?”

In all my horniness I had forgotten about that part, but Harry's cock was quite thick and my hole quite tight, so it definitely would hurt without it. Louis was quick to help though. He climbed over Harry, his cute, round ass in my best friend's face and took his cock in his mouth. 

Louis was quick about it, trying to get as much saliva on his uncle's cock as possible, playing with his balls skillfully like I had teached him too. A few minutes later he pulled off my best friend's cock, gasping for air, his lips swollen and glistening with saliva. 

I pulled him in a kiss, tasting Harrys dick in his mouth, while positioning my clenching hole on the slick mushroomhead and sinking down, moaning into my son’s mouth at the sensations of being stretched. 

I was still in the process of working my best friend's length inside me, when I heard a tiny ‘pop’, accompanied by a surprised gasp out of my son's mouth. Soon I could hear Harry grunting and the unmistakable sounds of him munching on Louis’ hole, greedily drinking all my juices. 

I let out a relieved sigh when my ass finally touched the skin of my friend’s thighs, letting me know I was fully stuffed with his cock. 

“You did it, Daddy. You have that fat dick inside you now. Doesn’t it feel great?”, Louis cheered in between his moans, grinding his ass on his uncle's face. 

“Now fuck yourself on that cock, I wanna see you worship that masterpiece like I worship yours.”

Louis naughty words were making me even hornier, along with him playing my nipples and my best friend eating my cum out of my son’s hole, I was already on the edge of coming, but I was mad for the sesations of a good fuck, so I pulled myself up, feeling my best friends dick move inside me, only to let myseld fall down his length, when the tip was about to leave my hole. Both me and Harry grunted loudly and it didnt take long until Harry was fucking up inside me, while I was starting to ride him deep and hard. 

“Oh fuck yes, fuck me you bear, stretch me with you fat dick, just like old times”, I edged him on. 

My best friend's moans came out muffled by my son’s ass, but that was making them even hotter. Louis was squealing by now, pressing the base of his shaft so he wouldt cum, because like a good boy, he was waiting for my permission to do so. 

It didn't take long until Harry’s fuck got harder and faster, letting me know he was about to cum. I clenched my ass, rotating my hips the way I knew drove him crazy and welcomed the warm feeling of his seed in my guts, when he pushed deep inside me with a loud roaring. His cock wasn’t really finished pumping my insides, when I let it slip out my ass, but I was about to cum and I needed it now. 

In two fast steps I walked around the couch until I was standing behind my best friend's head and my son’s ass, grabbed his slim waist, pulled him over the armrest and pushed inside him in one go. Louis let out a surprised noise and squealed loudly when I breached him, but I just started to ram into his tight, warm, slick channel, chasing after my orgsam with all the strength I could muster. 

“Cum whenever you like”, I grunted, fucking Louis as hard as I could. 

Only a second later I could feel his channel tightening around me and then he was screaming his orgasm out, clenching around my length, shaking, milking my cock until I pushed inside him with a loud growl and filled him again. When I pulled out his hole was gaping and my cum was dripping out onto my friend's forehead who let go of my son’s cock with a slurping sound and pulled him down so he could drink my fresh load. 

With wobbly legs I sat down in the armchair, trying to catch my breath. 

Louis crawled in my lap when his uncle let him go, cuddling into my chest with a content sigh. 

“You two are gonna be the death of me”, my best friend stated breathlessly, stretching his legs on the couch. 

“Would be a nice death, I hope”, I joked, causing him to chuckle. 

“The best.”

“Did you have a good time?”, I asked my son, gently caressing his thigh. 

He nodded, smiling happily at me. 

“It was great. I can’t wait to be stuffed with both of your cocks!”

“Maybe we will keep that for another time”, I suggested, knowing we already were pretty spend. 

"There's one thing left to do though”, I remarked, causing both of them to look at me questioningly. 

“I think uncle Harry would love to fuck that perfect pussy of yours, Baby.”

My best friend's eyes darkened with lust and his cock sprang back to life at my suggestion, so I was pretty confident that he liked it. Louis couldn't help but tease him a little though. 

“Would you like that uncle Harry?”, he asked seductively, spreading his legs to show him his used, puffy hole. 

“Do you want to fuck my little boy pussy and fill it with you juice like Daddy did?”

Harry got up from the couch and came to a halt in front of us, staring at my boy’s hole hungrily. I was caressing my son’s thighs, enjoying the show enfolding in front of me. 

“Isn’t he the perfect little slut? Always ready to take cock like a good, obedient boy.”

Harry was swallowing hard, stroking his leaking dick up and down. 

Without and further words, Harry kneeled between my son’s legs and pushed his cock inside his perfect ass. 

“Ughhh, fuck. This is the best pussy I ever had”, he grunted, starting to fuck in a steady rythm. 

“He is really the perfect slut”, my best friend agreed, taking one of Louis nipples in his mouth. 

“Daddy”, Louis gasped, reaching behind himself to grab my arm. 

“I want you both to be inside me.”

“Are you sure, Baby Boy?”

I really had dreamed about that, but I had been sure he wouldn't be ready for it now. It was his first threesome after all. 

“Yes, please, Daddy”, Louis moaned, throwing his head back on my shoulder. 

“The boy is practically begging for it, Bro. Lets give the slut what he wants”, my best friend grunted, stilll fucking his pussy greedily. 

Carefully I lifted my son up, causing Harry to pull out of my Baby’s asshole for a little bit with an annoyed grunt, while I positioned him over my cock and let him sink down slowly on my length. Then I gripped both his nipples, giving him the signal to make sure we all knew who he belonged to. 

“Ughhh, fuck Dad. Your Cock is the best”, Louis gasped, completely clouded with lust, knowing what was about to happen. 

I squeezed his nipples harder, even turning them around a little bit, until he seemed to realize what I wanted from him. 

He spread his legs even wider and then looked up at his uncle, who was staring hungrily at my Boy’s streched pussy. 

“Daddy is inside his hole now”, Louis moaned, “Nothing feels as good as letting my Daddy use his hole.”

Harry seemed to take a second until he understood what Louis meant with my hole, but his eyes got dark with lust when realization hit him. 

“Do you think I’m allowed to use his hole too?”, he asked, his voice husky. 

“Only he is allowed to decide that”, Louis answered, and I swear I was about to cum right then and there. 

Harry threw me a questioning look, asking for permission to join me in my son’s hole and I nodded, not sure my brain would come up with words that would make sense. 

Seconds later I could feel the heat of my best friend's cock and then the pressure of him trying to get inside. 

Louis was gasping loud, trying to relax his pussy as much as possible, but I could still feel him tense in pain. I began pressing tiny kisses on his neck, trying to sooth him with reassuring words, telling him how proud I was and that he was a good boy. 

It took us a few minutes, but soon my best friend was squeezed beside me inside my son’s tight hole, leaning over his slim, shaking body to pull my boy in a soft kiss. 

“You’re a very good boy. Your Daddy and I are proud of you”, he assured him, before he slowly pulled a few inches out and then pushed back in. All three of us moaned loud at the sensations, feelings and things none of us had ever before. 

Harry was working up a rythm to fuck Louis without making him uncomfortable, rubbing against my lenght in all the right places, working me up to my orgasm pretty fast. When I was about to let them both know that I wasn’t able to hold back any longer, Louis gasped loudly. 

“I need to cum, faster Uncle Harry, please!”

“I’m not gonna be able to hold back”, he warned. 

“Me too!”, Louis squealed and then my best friend began to ram his cock inside my son’s stretched pussy. 

The friction of his dick on mine felt good, really good, and together with the incestuous mindfuck of double fucking my own son with my childhood friend, I just coudn’t hold back anymore. 

With a loud roaring “FUUUUUCK”, I pressed my cock as deep inside as possible and filled my son’s channel with my seed, followed by my best friend seconds later when Louis orgasm milked both our cocks dry. 

Completely spent, Harry pulled his cock out and fell down into the soft cushions of the couch. 

“Holy shit”, he gasped. 

I was still inside Louis, too tired to pull him off me. 

“Holy shit indeed.”