This story is fiction. I thought it up based on a fantasy of mine. It involves a son, his father, and a lovemaking for pecker. future installments will add females to play with.

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Sam stood motionless by his chamber doorway. He had just gotten up to get a shabu of pee before noticing a feint gleaming creeping around the hallway corner ; soul else in the house was up.

Normally he would n't give it often thought, his dad had the drug abuse of being unable to sleep. He would work in the wee hours of the night till he got tired and then went to bed, but that was always accompanied by the clackity sounds of the keyboard, a audio now eerily absent.

Curious as 15 year olds can be, Sam slowly moved down the hallway, cautious not to wake up his sis in the way next to his. As he peeked his head around the corner he could see the bailiwick room door slightly ajar, a blue-ish glow eminating from inside it. The sound of the keyboard was still absentminded, but there was another feint sound that replaced it. As Sam crept closer, the phone intensified, till he peeked his capitulum slight inside the study.

His optic widened ; his dad sat bare naked behind the computer, his back towards the doorway, his hand moving up and down gripping what Sam had already assumed was his peter. The screen was filled with a telecasting of a big titted blonde bimbo sucking a big cut prick through a gloryhole.

This was n't the first gear time Sam had encountered porn. He had been watching it since he was 12, after being introduced to it by a supporter. Just like his dad he too had used the work to calculate for it online, although he was never so sheer as to actually masturbate right then and there.

As Sam looked through the doorway, he did n't really know what to do. If he made himself known, his dad might become furious and accuse him of spying on him. He decided to slowly retreat back to his room and pretend he never saw anything.

Just as Sam started to go back, the blonde bimbo on the screen pulled out her tongue and wrapped it underneath the head of the big veined gloryhole-cock. Big ball of cum spurted from the caput, whilst the cock began to yank and spasm. Sam stood in place ; he was always hypnotized by the look of a cumming cock, and this fourth dimension it was no different. From the start time he saw porn he was strangely fascinated by cock. When he masturbates he always imagined how adept they must taste, how it would finger in his mouth, how lots he would pleasure it, and how awesome it would be to make believe it cum.

The video cut to another cock sliding through the gloryhole, and the blond eagerly swalowing it in between her pouty red lips. Sam had forgotten about his programme to retreat, instead his center were glued to the screen. The trial by ordeal did not impart Sam unmoved. His cock started to buldge in his bloomers, and he instinctively started to rub it.

Instead of feeling slightly disturbed, Sam now felt a sort of kinship with his father, enjoying the Saame stuff he enjoys. As Sam continued to watch the filmdom his ears started to focus on his dad. The slight moaning and sounds of his hand sliding up and down started to turn him on about as lots as the television. He wondered what it would be like to check the TV and masturbate together, would his dad be up for that ?

He shook his top dog, what was he thinking ? ! This was his dick talking ! He knew he had to get out of there before his dad caught him, there would be hell to pay. Sam again tried to slowly cringe away, but a shift in his terms caused the floorboard to check underneath him.

His dad jumped up at the sudden auditory sensation and turned around. Sam tried to travel but it was too late, he was a deer caught in headlight, but so was his dad. They both stood there in the pale brightness of the computer cover. Dad with a fully erect cock, Sam with a very noticeable buldge in his pants. A big titted blonde bimbo sucking meaty putz in the background. Dad 's dick was shaven and cut, atleast 7 in long, with two shaven balls swinging underneath. It stood proud, with a glimmering of precum dripping down the front.

'wh -- what are you doing here ?'

'There was a glowing, I just.. I came to check'Sam replied.

'Why didnt you say anything, how long have you been standing there ? !'

'I tried to leave but then he ... and she ...'He hand-waved to the concealment and cuts himself off.

Dad looks back at the filmdom, the blonde fornicatress is expertly massaging the cock whilst softly cupping the balls. The camera moves in, her sassing up close. Once again she wraps her tongue underneath the brain, and the sticky white cum jet forth from the piss-hole. At least six good spirt crepuscle on her tongue, with a remainder dribling down the read/write head. She gives the turncock a good squeeze play, getting the last drop into her mouth. She opens astray to the camera, exposing the big load lying on her tongue. She closes her mouth and deglutition, opening up to show that it 's all gone.

Dad swallows audibly 'you mean value, she did that ... ?'he looks back to his son, who nods with half open sass still eagerly watching the screen. He notices the buldge in his son 's pants is not going anywhere. He turns back to the screen, and they stand there for a while.

Next, a big sinister peter lantern slide through the gloryhole. The blonde bimbo is visibly elated, and grabs hold of it with both hands.

'Wow'Sam whispers under his breath.

The two guys watch intently as the blonde slut begins to suckle on the forefront, circling her lips around it. Dad 's script begins to move back to his dick, and slowly starting signal to jerk it off. Sam too starts to rub himself through his pants.

Without moving his heart off the screen, dad rustling to Sam to conclude the threshold. Sam complies as Dad slowly turns on the volume knob of the speaker. For the beginning time Sam can get wind the blond slut 's moaning and suckling.

Dad moves to the position and snap up a plica out electric chair, flipping it undecided with one hand all whilst keeping his eyes on the sucking girl. He sits down on it, ignoring his son, and starts to groan softly as he jerks off.

Seeing his father pull up the extra chair gives Sam the push he needs. He slowly unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants and underwear. His turncock springs up, basking in the glow of the screen. Sam slowly takes place in the chairperson previously occupied by his father, and starts to jerk off in co-occurrence with him.

There now sit a beginner and son following to eachother, naked and jerking off in unison, in figurehead a computing device cover portraying a blonde bimbo sucking on big black cock. Sam feels his nerves are starting cool and starts to moan like his father, but he is diffident whether he should say anything.

The girl on the telecasting turns to the camera and exclaims 'This big black peter is so yummy !'

'Mmm, such a serious slut'Sam 's Father-God moans.

Sam nods ,'I wish I could suck that with her'

His Father of the Church grin 'mmmm, do you opine about that often'

Sam rosiness and nods.

'and do you remember about it when you jack off by yourself ?'

'I do ...'

Sam 's father groan in favorable reception 'and do you cogitate about your daddy 's cock sometimes ?'

Sam stops and turns to his forefather, he had to do a second payoff. Did his dad just ask him if he thinks about 'sucking daddy 's shaft'?

His founder turns to await at him. 'it 's o.k. if you do ...'

Sam could see a sparkle in his eyes, and he knew his dad definitely fantasized about it. He now saw his dad as a perverted old man that fantasizes about his son sucking his cock, but instead of feeling disgusted he felt slightly turned on. His dad was thinking about fucking his face !

Sam 's dick was now doing the talking for him, and it wanted to know what would hap next.

'I.. I do ... ..'' ... daddy..'

Sam 's father groans, closing his eyes and starts stroking his pecker with large up and down strokes.

Sam continues stroking, but instead of looking at the screen, he looks at his father skilfully jerking himself. His firm hired hand gliding up and down. Every once in a piece a glob of pre-cum flows out, which he seems to daub over the head, moaning as he does so. The vice like travelling bag seems to ply a provoke sensation from the groundwork all the way to the tip. It was mesmerising !

'mmmm, I 'm closing to cumming Sam.. tell me what you want to do with daddy 's prick .'

Sam looks at his don face. His middle are closed but Sam can see his distort expression. He wants to make his father cum harder than he ever had before.

'I erm.. I want to suck on the pass ... daddy. Circle my glossa around it ... flick the odoriferous speckle underneath it and puddle you ... palpate trade good dada .'


'yesss'his begetter moans 'tell me all the slutty things you want to do with daddy 's cock .'

Sam 's stopcock spasmed at his daddy calling him a slut, spurring him on.

'I want to take in you dry pa, I want you to sleep together my cheek and make me gag. And then I want you to cum down my throat and run me your cum. And I will swallow it all like a good little boy daddy.

'Mmmm, pop is gon na cum Sam. watch dad cum on himself .'

Sam intently watches his dad getting cook to blow. 'ffuuuuuuck'Sam 's dad whispers, his varnished locution changing to one of pure bliss. His eyes roll back and his tongue hangs out of his drooling mouth making him look like a sex-addicted animal. His work force stops at the base of his dick holding it firmly causing it to spasm. Suddenly big spirt of white embarrassing cum shoot up from the enlarged hammer and fling into the air.

'ooooooohhh fuuuk sammy'pa exclaims. Hot Patrick White rope of goo splatter across his belly and chest. At least seven commodity ropes spurt out and extend daddy, the cruddy olfactory modality of sweat and cum filling up the room.

'God, he is such a nasty fucking pervert'Sam thought to himself 'Look at how difficult he came from his little boy telling him how he wants to stuck him off .'

pa falls back into the electric chair and sighs 'fuck that felt good, just what pop needed .'He looks back at Sam, who is still jerking off and watching him. pappa starts to rub the cum all over his dresser whilst moaning.

'mmm sammy, you made daddy cum so hard. Do you like making your dad cum this intemperate ?'

Sam slowly nods, his eyes fixed on papa 's cum covered chest and cock.

'Good boy Sammy, look at me and induce yourself feel good too .'dad moves his hands on his chest and starts to sully the muggy goo all over himself. 'mmmm, face at what you 've done to me. I smell of cum and I 'm all mucilaginous because of you..'

Sam starts to jack up off even faster, he can feel his own cum bubbling up recondite inside in his boy-balls as his pop teases him.

'I wonder what it tastes like'pappa says. He scoops up a glob of cum on a I fingerbreadth and tentatively brings it up to his mouthpiece. Sam 's heart widen at the display, as pop 's natural language scoops up the glob of cum from his fingers and brings it into his mouth. 'mmm, gustatory perception soundly. You must think I 'm such a deviate for doing this'

Sam nods groans 'Yes daddy, but I 'm gon na cum too daddy'

'mmm, yes Sammy, just let it out and cum all over yourself like I did. cover yourself in your tight spunk like the slut-boy that you are .'

That was all the encouragement he needed, he loved the way dad called him a slut-boy and spurred him on to cum. He threw his head back and his eyes rolled back.

'yessss papa, I 'm gon na cum so intemperate for you daddy, watch me pappa as I cum like a slut for you .'

Sam could feel the hot cum race from his balls all the way up his urethra. As he gripped tight he could feel it flow up through his cock to the top dog. Finally he could feel the lovely white spunk shoot from his engorged cockhead and sputtering all over his dresser. He came for what seemed like an eternity, moaning and shaking about. He could feintly find out his dad spur him on and foretell him a cum loving slut. He felt so hot shooting cum in movement of his daddy as he moaned obscenities at him.

After a near amount of spurts Sam started to fare down from his orgasm. He sighed as he looked towards his daddy, who was looking back smiling.

'Did you have a proficient cum, my boy ?'

Sam nodded 'yes dad, very beneficial'

'Good'pappa replied.

He turns to the screen of the computer, the blonde bimbo was being fucked by the big Black cock through the gloryhole. At the same time she was sucking the cock of the cameraman.

'So, you want to be like her Sammy ?'

Sam nods 'Yes, I want to please cocks till they cum in my lip'

Daddy smiled 'we want to get cleaned up .'he offered Sam a box of tissues, which Sam pulled out a few and cleaned himself off.

After they got cleaned up daddy walk of life Sam to his room.

'tomorrow we will talk about this. I may take an theme on how to get you to live out your fancy, would you like that ?'he asks.

Sam nods.

'good'then I will see you tomorrow'daddy replies. he gives Sam a rebuff tap on his bare ass before closing the door.

Sam sighs, he ca n't consider what just happened, but he was damn glad it did. He went to bed, uneasy about what tomorrow will bring.




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This is the first time for me that I wrote a story ! I wrote it from a illusion I 've had for a while : - ) there will be Thomas More unless the feedback says it 's horrible. It will include More of the family, Sir Thomas More genders and a lot more cum ! !

Please leave feedback with crticism or whatever. I would also love to read, in preferably graphical detail, if you enjoyed it enough to touch yourself etc. differentiate me if it made you cum : - ) As you can probably imagine I get off on that ^^