This story is a work of fiction and is only written for the purpose of entertainment. All characters in the story are aged 18 or above.
Author's comment: This is only the introduction to something massive! Brace yourselves MFs. The journey is super exciting and I know that you won't be able to keep your hand out of your pants for long!
(Adrian)
I am standing naked in the kitchen with Elijah and Dad lying on their backs on the counter with their knees pulled up to their face; their jock holes peeking directly at me, waiting for my dick, my ten-inch bull cock now at full mast, to fuck them- fuck them HARD; just begging for it.
“Give it to us Adrian,” Dad calls out as he throws in a finger into his virgin hole, using his spit as a lube.
“…Ahhh! Shit…I’m so tight! Open me up, Adrian…Please…Ohh!” He moans as his finger struggles to go in his hole. With enough spit, Dad manages to drive in the finger and he continues to fuck himself on that finger leaving out cries just like a teenage girl getting fucked for the first time.
Elijah follows Dad’s lead and spits on his hand and forces a wet finger into his own asshole, which goes in with ease unlike Dad because he is wet and sore from the pounding he got from Dad.
Both of them, lying on the kitchen counter. Both of them older than me. Both of them supporting their legs with one hand as they hold the legs near their face waiting for the pounding. Both of them having pushed a finger of the other hand into their assholes. Both of them moaning and begging just to have my cock in them; begging me to ravage assault their holes; begging me to fuck them until the only thing they remember is my name.
I just stand there, a grin spreading across my face as I saw my bitches just begging me to fuck them. A chuckle leaves me as I know, these aren’t the bitches everyone has; not everyone has their elder brother let alone their father begging to be fucked mercilessly.
I begin stroking the length of my uncut cock. The foreskin withdraws itself, as I drag all the way along the shaft till the side of my palm hits my shaven pubes, revealing a lush purple-stained mushroom penis head.
Elijah moans as he finds me stroking my cock looking at him. He throws in another finger as he cries out, “I need it Adrian,” he says, moaning from the pleasure he is deriving by fucking himself. “…Ohh, Fuck! Give it to me…” He cries out, the voice filled with lust and desire.
I look over at Dad as I continue rubbing my cock with my right hand all the while massaging my balls with the left. He is knuckles deep in his own hole. I didn’t notice when he had thrown in two fingers into his hole. “…Fuck us! Fuck your bitches Adrian,” he cries letting go of his legs. He pulls out the fingers which he had been using to fuck himself and licks them as he stands up.
I stand there, taken down by pride. Pride of having made my dad and my brother my cumdumps and having the chance to be the first person to fuck Kay Spencer, my dad, and to be the person to whom he submits his virgin hole.
Dad comes up to me and leans in for a kiss but I push him back as I bark, “You need to work from the bottom to get to here.” He immediately understands and drops to the floor- flat on his stomach on the floor and looks at me, eyes filled with lust.
I lift my right foot and present it to him. Without a second thought, he starts licking my toes like the fucking bitch he is; yupp! My dad is a bitch! A fucking whore; not just any whore, MY WHORE.
“Ahh…” A moan leaves my mouth as I begin to enjoy seeing the way my dad worships me. I begin slowly jerking my cock and just as the moan leaves my mouth, I look over and find Elijah working his hole. He, then, stands up leaping forward and I immediately call out, “Uh…Not now Elijah! Wait for it! Witness Dad worship me.”
With frustration he returns to his spot on the kitchen counter and thrusts his fingers back into his hole, looking at the 38-year-old worshipping his 18-year-old son for all he was worth.
I thrust my toes deep into Dad’s mouth and he gags on them resulting in immediate withdrawal. I drop down and pull him up until he is on his knees and my cock is bobbing over his head resting on his hair.
“Lick my thighs!” I command and he obeys. His tongue driving me crazy as he hovers it over the flesh of my left thigh. The hairs on my thigh, now tingling with the wet touch. Another moan leaves my mouth.
“Ahh shit! Fuck! You’re such a submissive slut Dad!” called out Elijah as he witnessed Dad complying with all my instructions without any objection, like a good slut just eager to bob up and down on the cock that would drive him nuts.
“Yeah…Fuck! Look at him Elijah! Kay Spencer, the full-on stud is such a slut on the inside. Just eager to get fucked. Ahhh…Eager to get fucked by his own 18-year-old son.” I say agreeing to the comment of Elijah.
“Okay! You’ve done enough,” I call out as I bend to take Dad’s hair in my hands and pull his mouth off my thighs, now drenched in his spit. His mouth open, waiting for more.
“It’s time for your treat,” I say with a grin as I wave my ten-inch hard cock dripping with precum in front of him. A smile spreads across his face replacing the frustrated look he had when I withdrew him from my thighs.
He is on his knees with his ass placed on his feet; eye-level with my cock. He opens his mouth and throws out his tongue, not able to come forward and lick my leaking plush penis head because I hold him still by the hair. I look at him, his state- a complete mess of a dad. This was inappropriate, this was never supposed to happen yet here it was; just everything that wasn’t supposed to happen, happening before my eyes and my mind shamelessly loving every part of it.
I smack my cockhead on Dad’s tongue which is eagerly waiting to lick my cock. And he whimpers. Smack. Whimper. Smack. Whimper. Smack. Whimper.
A smile spreads across his face and I, finally, let go his hair and watch him as he immediately brings his mouth forward engulfing my cockhead. He places both his hands along the shaft of my penis, gripping for support. His mouth, filled completely with only the head; not being able to accommodate anymore of my cock. I push forward and he chokes and withdraws himself. I slap his cheek. And then once again, for his unworthiness because he fails to accommodate my cock.
He understands and gets to work again, this time slowly pushing forward, taking inch by excruciating inch of my cock into his mouth. I feel my cockhead touch the back of his throat by the time he is only halfway in. Pulling his face upwards so that he faces me while taking my cock, I stand on my tiptoes and make my way into his throat, slowly pushing down his throat, holding his head still by gripping it on both sides. He gags and chokes and I continue pushing it down. He can’t stop it because he is fixated at the spot. His hands on my ass, clenching my ass for support whilst also pushing further so that I can drive myself completely into him.
“Ahhhh…Shit! Ahhhhhhh…Fuck! Take it, take it all the way!” I cry as I am hit with the pleasure whilst I continue pushing forward into his throat. My ass still being held firmly by him as he longs for support. My head facing the ceiling, pleasure taking over me, as I feel his breath on my pubes. His nose brushing against the shaven area, sniffing the musky scent of mine. He had done it! All ten inches of my hard cock were now in him. Tears sprang down his cheeks as his vision blurred. He left out cries and moans like a bitch in some serious pain. I wait for him to adjust to my girth and length and after a few moments I feel his grip on my ass loosen and he brings his hand forward to hold my cock as I leave him free, my hands going to the back of my head, and he withdraws his mouth so that a few inches of my cock leave his mouth. He grips the base of the cock and jerks it as he worships the other half of my cock with his tongue. Tears and moans leaving him unconsciously.
“Ahh…Fuck! Use more tongue! Cover your teeth!” I yell knowing very well that he was doing this probably for the first time so he must be taught just like I teach virgin girls when I tear up their throats and then their pussies. He obeys, covering his teeth with his lips. Once again, pleasure takes over me and moans leave my mouth. Again, my hands retire to behind my head displaying my hairy armpits to Elijah whose expression is of eagerness, eagerness to just touch me, eagerness to just feel me, just any part of my body and he’d be enlightened, the purpose of his life, that is- to serve, being fulfilled.
I lower one of my hands and gesture for him to come. In a split second, he withdraws his finger which was now massaging the outsides of his asshole. He stands up and comes to me and begins licking one of the hairy pits after he takes a few good sniffs of both. I use my other hand to push Elijah deeper into my armpit because the pleasure emanating from both of them serving me is unbeatable. My head falls back as I feel both of their tongues licking different parts of my body. I feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my vision getting blurred; moans leaving my mouth as I filthily enjoy this incestuous threesome. Two full-on studs worshipping me.
“You smell so good!...Ahh Yeah! Adrian,” called out Elijah and pulled him off of me by dragging his hair which I held. He immediately tries returning to my armpit but I steady him away from myself.
“Open your mouth, Elijah!” I command as my hand drops to my dad’s head. I grip his hair forcing him into my throbbing cock until he has taken all ten inches in himself.
Elijah obeys and opens his mouth like a dog. I spit into his mouth. “It’s not Adrian when I’m fucking you! So…what will you say that is respectful and which doesn’t piss me off?” I say before I hold his mouth open with two fingers of my hand spitting in his mouth again before letting him free.
“Sir!” he said dropping on his knees beside my dad. I slap his cheek saying, “That is very common!”
“Master!” he said as he inched closer to my cock. SLAP. “Again! Very common.”
“Lord!” he continued, now having pushed my dad off my cock and waiting with his mouth wide open for me to thrust into him. I smack my dick on his face, precum and dad’s spit landing on Elijah’s cheek where I had smacked in acceptance.
“That is not very common, though many people use it…Uhmm…Okay, it’ll work for now! I am LORD to both of you. Understood?” I say as I squeeze my dad’s face and spit on it. He licks it off of his face till places he can reach with that tongue and cries out, “Yes! My Lord.”
“Good!”
I thrust my cock into Elijah’s open mouth. He takes it with no difficulties because he is very well trained from deep-throating the nine plus inches of my dad’s cock every morning. Elijah is himself blessed with a nine and half inch cock but his deeply itchy asshole has shaped his desires otherwise. Dad, Kay Spencer, he also has a massive cock, bigger than Elijah but not as lengthy and girthy as mine. He is also into fucking but his recent desire to take my cock has overpowered the former.
Elijah begins to moan and whimper around my cock and I pull my dad up. He stands and I pull him in for a kiss. My lips meet his. Immediately he surrenders and allows my tongue to ravage his mouth. This has broken so many boundaries but weren’t they already broken? I feel guilty but the pleasure I am getting has left no space for the guilt.
“You’ve…earned it bitch!” I say between the kisses to Dad. He smiles and continues kissing. A sense of pride takes over me again because I…only I get to call my father and elder brother my bitches and I believe there is no other fucked up family where someone would find the father begging for his youngest son’s dick.
I make my way down to Dad’s neck and start licking and kissing him getting a few more moans from him as his head falls to the other side. All of us moaning on top of one another. The noises filling the entire kitchen and probably the whole house. We are yelling and moaning indifferent to the fact that my mum and Reilly, my twin sister, might return from shopping any second.
My hands explore Dad’s body and I reach down to his crotch. With one hand I grab his cock which has been leaking precum everywhere and I give it a couple of good full-length strokes. My other hand exploring his backside has found a place on his ass. I spank him. The noise loud enough to be heard across the road outside.
“Ahhh…My lord!” he manages to say recovering from the pain and the pleasure. His moans become louder as he reaches the brim of exploding his cock.
“Ahh… I’m close!...So good…Ohh! Lord, I’m close…Shit! Fuck…I want to cum.” He says his hands holding me tight for support.
“Wait!” I yell as I spank him again and stop jerking him off. I push Elijah off my cock and slap him.
“Eat the cum!” I command him. He immediately nods and faces Dad’s throbbing cock. I begin jerking it off again as Elijah waits with his tongue out just like the bitch he is for the cum.
SPANK.
“Ahh…Lord”
“You want to cum, slut?”
“Ahh… Yes my Lord. Please…Just let me….Ohh! …Cum…P-P-Please”
SPANK.
“Go on spray your son’s face with your milk.”
“Ahh…Elijah…Take…I’m cumming…”
I steady Elijah’s face with my free hand and I give Dad’s cock a final jerk before it explodes all over Elijah’s face, his hair and some drips to the floor. Elijah tries catching almost all spurts of cum leaving Dad’s cock and almost succeeds. He takes it like a hungry whore and smiles as he licks it off of his cockhead, cleaning Dad’s leaking cock while milking it until it shrinks to its original five-inch size.
“Ohh…I’m cumming!” moans Elijah while he is milking Dad’s cock and he explodes his cum over the floor. Some of the drops landing on Dad’s feet. I slap him so hard that you could practically see the redness spreading on his cheek. He looks at me in confusion all the while moaning because he hasn’t stopped cumming.
“YOU.” SLAP.
“HAD.” SLAP.
“TO.” SLAP.
“TAKE.” SLAP.
“PERMISSION.” SLAP.
Dad’s abdomen twitches from the milking and he stands there with his hand still rubbing his soft cock. Elijah’s face red from the slaps is now whimpering from the pain of the slaps and moaning from his recent hot orgasm. “I’m so…sorry Lord! This won’t happen again.” He says hands pressed together, practically begging me.
I shouldn’t be that harsh, should I?
My softer side overpowers ‘Adrian The Daddy’ and I smack my hard dick on his face. “Okay! Now, take it!” He nods and smiles before engulfing the entirety of my cock in his mouth. I moan immediately due to the warmth of his mouth and his experienced tongue that drives me crazy whenever it touches my cockhead.
I lean for a kiss with Dad and he, once again, surrenders himself to me. After about a minute of kissing and tongue-fucking his mouth I force him on his knees.
My cock now sprang between the faces of Elijah and Dad. Both of them looking at it in a lusty manner just waiting for my command.
“Get to work bitches!” I command and they both start licking their sides of my penis shaft taking turns in licking my cockhead. I guide them to my low hanging ball sack filled with cum using my hands.
“One for each” I say and they immediately engulf on of my massive balls each, jiggling it in their mouths. Dad has become a pro at serving as he uses his hand to jerk me off while devouring my balls. My hands still on each of their heads, my eyes roll to the back of my head as I get close to cumming. Ahhs and Ohhs leaving my mouth as moans.
“Enough! Get back to the fuck-pole!”
They comply immediately by letting go of my balls and placing their tongues on either side of my fuck stick slowly licking every inch of it. “Faster!” I say as I push both of them into my dick, their foreheads smashing into each-other. “I’m close” I throw out the warning amidst my moans.
“Cum for us Daddy!” said Dad and I looked at him in surprise. Our family was broken. My dad was calling me ‘Daddy’ as he sucked my cock. This was unbelievable. This was fiction. This couldn’t be real, could it?
All these thoughts suppressed as I felt a jerk in my cock and my asshole began twitching.
I was cumming.
Both of them taking their shares of my cum. My dad was eating my cum; his son’s cum; no…this was really messed up! …but neither of us could do anything now, rather neither of us were willing to do anything now…our realities were presented…this is what we are…I’m the master of my twenty-year old brother, Elijah and on top of that, I’m the master of my thirty-eight-year-old father, Kay… more like I’m the master of thirty-eight- and twenty-year-old bitches.
My dad continues eating my cum like a slut and I was rather enthusiastic than regretful for having him the way I have him. I continue moaning loudly and with a final jerk, my body twitches and I stop cumming. Both of them fighting for milking my cock.
“You lick your own cum off the floor Elijah! Let Dad milk me!”
Elijah lays flat on the floor, his face displaying frustration. He begins to lick off his own cum from the floor and deviously devour every single drop of it.
My eyes return to my cock which is still engulfed by my dad. He is milking it like a pro. He has learnt sucking so fast that it would have been unbelievable had I not been the one to teach him.
“There’s some on Dad’s feet! Lick it!” I command Elijah and he follows my instructions.
Moans coming out of my mouth as I feel Dad’s mouth around my cock. It feels so good. I’m on cloud nine. I feel like the owner of the whole entire world because I have these gorgeous looking men worshipping every part of my body as if their lives are dependent on it. I keep thrusting forward into Dad’s mouth. Pleasure. Pleasure. More, Pleasure! Just the best life I could have lived.
My cock instead of going soft, is regaining its hardness. It’s growing in Dad’s mouth as he tries adjusting himself. His nose brushing against my pubes because I don’t allow him to push back. His eyes watering. He looks up at me with a face begging for mercy but I’m in no mood for mercy. I nod saying, “NO!” and hold him steady with both my hands and begin fucking his mouth. He moans, gags, chokes, cries, whimpers but I just continue driving in and out of his mouth like a bull. “Ahhhhh…YEAH!” I yell loudly.
“Dad’s hard again and so am I, dear Lord” I hear Elijah.
“SO. AM. I.” I speak. Each word coming out just as I thrust forward into Dad’s face.
“Round two?” Elijah asks.
“Fuck yeah!” I yell letting go of Dad’s face.
He falls back flat on the floor. His throat sore from the hard fucking.
“Up on the counters both of you! Now!” I command as I start jerking my cock swiftly.
Both of them go up to the counter. Elijah having to help Dad because he has lost it. He is not in his senses but he’s slowly regaining them.
They place themselves on the kitchen counter. Their knees pulled up to their face, their holes peeking at me for the pounding. Dad’s eyes rolled to the back of his head.
I move towards them and spank both of them with either hand and say, “This is only the beginning!”
To be continued..
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