Piss Boy

“Dad, it’s not his fault, I asked Marco to come over and I couldn’t help myself. I was just being a horny kid that needed to get off. Come on, Dad, you just fucked him, too. You can’t be mad.”

”Wait a minute, son. Are you telling me you fucked this homo with my load still in his ass?”

Turning his head towards Marco, “And you, your fucking faggot, just had my kid’s dick in your mouth with my load all over it?  That’s fucking sick! You’re a twisted motherfucker having sex with me and then my son on the same day! What is wrong with you?”

”Dad! I told you, it’s not his fault. He is just being a good friend taking care of me in my time of need, just like he took care of you in your time of need.”

”Still, I can’t get the idea of your dick smothered in my seed out of my head. It’s just not right!”

”Actually, Dad, it was fucking hot! I’ve never fucked him with natures lube before. Felt so good, fucking incredibly good.  Knowing I fucked his ass after you did gave me a rush. Believe me, I wasn’t expecting it!”

Marco was still down on his knees and hadn’t said anything at all during this parent to child chat. It was getting a little uncomfortable so he began to pull up his shorts in an attempt to leave the pair alone.

Matt yelled down to him, “Where the fuck do you think you’re going, faggot?”

”Ummm, I was going to go home now.”

”I don’t think so. Since you woke me up, and now I gotta take a piss, might as well take advantage of you being here. Son, you can just turn your head the other way if you don’t wait to look. I don’t even care at this point.  Get that mouth over here!”

Marco scurried over to Matt and kneeled before him. 

“Don’t get all shy on me now. Go on. Fish my dick out of my boxers.”

Timothy, somewhat conflicted, didn’t exactly turn away. His eyes wouldn’t move from the show. He watched as Marco, his best friend, poked a couple of finger through the fly in his dad’s boxers and pulled his semi-flaccid shaft out. Timothy hadn’t seen his father’s junk in years and was impressed by what he saw. It was only a flash before Marco had closed his mouth over the entire length and formed a very tight seal.

Matt closed his eyes and waited a few seconds before his urine began to flow, and after a couple of seconds, he looked over to Timothy, “This boy is such a fucking pervert. Look how he’s gulping my  piss down his gullet. Such a homo!  I always thought there was something not quite right about him.”

”Dad, how can you say that? You’ve got your dick down his throat! What does that say about you?”

As Marco was gobbling up that acrid nectar, his own cock began to spring to life! A very apparent boner appeared in his shorts.

”Look at him, Timmy! Look, the homo is getting off on drinking my piss! What the fuck!”

Marco couldn’t have been more embarrassed. His face turned red as the last drops of Matt’s piss dribbled into his mouth. Marco hadn’t been this worked up in a long time, he learned in recent days that humiliation and degradation were majorly turning him on. He was so turned on that even without asking, his hand wrapped around Matt’s hardening cock and he began to jerk it while keeping its head in his mouth.

”Timmy, do you think this slut’s ass might still have some of your load up in it?”

”Probably, I mean, I just fucked him about 25 minutes ago. Why?”

”I think I wanna shove my dick up his ass. Hearing you tell me how great it felt earlier, I need to try it for myself.”

Matt pulled his hard, wet throbbing cock out of Marco’s mouth, it was literally dripping with a mouthful of Marco’s slime.

”Get up, homo! Pull your shorts down and bring that fucking pussy up here! I’m gonna knock you up again!”

Marco rose from his knees, stood up, pushed his shorts down, turned around and bent over the sofa.

“Show me that fucking hole, bitch!”

Marco reached behind him and pulled his ass apart, exposing his still wet and gaping hole to Matt.

Matt stepped up and plugged that hole with his big weapon of mass destruction. Marco stared ahead into the eyes of his best friend and moaned aloud, “oooooooooo oooooooooo aaaahhhhhgg”, as Matt began to rock his hips back and forth.

”Holy shit, Dad, you should see the look on his face. He really likes your big daddy dick all up in his hole, don’t ya, Marco”

”hmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm”, Marco was incomprehensible as Matt began to step up the pace.

”Oh shit, son, you should see this! My cock is covered in a sheen of our cum! It feels so fucking slick, holy fuck!”

”Dad, I told you. It’s fucking great, isn’t it! Hey, would you be okay if I let him suck me off while you fuck him? This is just too much, and my cock is leaking!”

”Are you kidding, Timmy? My penis has your creamy cum all over it and you’re asking me that? Of course you can face fuck him, I don’t care!”

Seconds later, father and son are sharing Marco’s holes. Marco humming as Timothy sends deep strokes down Marco’s throat and his father is blowing out his hole for the second time that night. 

When Marco senses Matt is about to bust, he tightens his sphincter and squeezes down, desperately working to please that cock and suck in that cum. Matt begins to growl and grunt, “I’m gonna blow my nut boy! Watching your faggot mouth taking my son’s dick is making me cum. Come on, take my big dick, take it, I’m gonna shove my load right into your ass, bitch! Oh fuck, here it comes! Oh fuck, oooohhhh fuck!”

Marco felt a warm sensation filling his asshole as Matt’s cock jumped and twitched inside it. Seconds after Matt fell onto Marco’s back, his son, Timothy, blew his load right down Marco’s hungry throat.

When the reality of what just occurred set in, Matt pulled his cock right out of Marco’s dripping ass and pulled up his shorts.

”What did we just do? You see what you made us do you sick motherfucker! You need to go! You need to go right now! How could you let us fuck you like this? You have no backbone? You knew this was wrong and you let it happen. Get out, I outta sue your worthless ass!”

Timothy barely got his nut off before Matt’s tirade. Marco didn’t even have time to swallow, cum was splattered all over his face!  He was so scared of Matt that he barely pulled up his shorts and ran right out the house.

He should feel ashamed of what just happened, and he maybe he would later, but right at this moment, Marco was hard a brick! He could barely pull his shorts up and over his massive hard dick. He bolted out of the living room, down the hallway and out the door! 

it was late, his parents were sleeping, he sprinted to his bedroom and tried to fall asleep. Instead, he was playing with himself, stroking his hard six. It was late, he assumed his parents were asleep. He let loose, began to moan loudly, unloaded a huge orgasm all over himself. 

What he didn’t know is, his own father listened intently to his son’s private moments. Himself, an ear to the door, a hand working his cock hard imagining what was happening on the other of the door.

Marco had exhausted himself. He used the palm of his hands to rub his splooge into his skin and drifted off to sleep, dreaming about the threesome and wanting it again and again!