Date: Wed, 1 Jul 2015 09:53:46 -0400
From: abelofabels@aol.com
Subject: Black Family Love - Part 1

Black Family Love - Part 1

I am truly in love with my father and my big brother. They have always
supported me, encouraged me, and inspired me. My life has turned out so
much better because they have always been a positive influence in my
life. This is a story about the relationship I, Jake Creeks, shared with
them from a very early age; the relationship that gave me so much pleasure
growing up.

My father is a burly man by the name of Jim. He's always prided himself on
his physical prowess, having played football in high school and college,
and has always had the tone, beefy body to match that prowess. He came from
a small farming town in NC, and was the first black male from that town to
really make a name for himself.

By the time he was out of puberty and 22 years old, he was 6'4" with an
intimidating frame that hid his loveable and goofy nature. He also had a
long fat sausage dangling between his legs; a massive cock that helped
bring my big brother James into the world that same year. My mother had met
my dad while they were in college, and had immediately hit it off.

When James was born, mom and dad had been married. They had purchased a
nice house in upstate New York, with plenty of acres of farm land too. I
was born in that house 4 years after James' birth, but my mother died on
that same day due to complications during childbirth. As horrible as it
was, my mother's death set the stage for my "special" upbringing.

My father had been happy with my mother and the life they had together, but
he had other needs that she couldn't meet while they were together. My
father loved cock and the men who had it, but he still always had a desire
to start a family. He had regular engagements with men all over his college
town, sucking cock and fucking ass. But there were few men who could take
his cock, so he lost interest in the men he would meet up with.

Always horny, my dad gained a reputation for seeking out sex with anyone
who caught his eye. Luckily for him, my mother never caught on to this. She
subdued his voracity with a sort of calming influence that she had; an
influence that would be lost when she passed away. Shortly after my
brother's 12th birthday, my father began to have sex with him.

When James was 12, he was already 5'10 and very handsome. People oftentimes
mistakenly thought he was our father's brother, a mistake that still
happens today. He followed in dad's footsteps and became very athletic, but
decided martial arts would be his forte. Even at 12, James had a very tone
frame, being lean muscled and strong. My dad had begun admiring James' body
more and more, until he couldn't help himself anymore.

One night, when James was sleeping on his belly, Dad came into his room and
pulled down his boxers, which is what we all wear in the house at
night. James hadn't fully fallen asleep yet, but didn't want Dad to know
that. With James' ass exposed, Dad pulled apart his plump cheeks and began
lightly blowing on his asshole before full-on lapping at it with his
powerful tongue.

Dad's tongue expertly licked its way deep into James' asshole, and poor
James couldn't help but let out a few moans in the process. Dad continued
to tongue-fuck James despite realizing that his son wasn't asleep
anymore. After 15 minutes of relentless, deep rimming, Dad tapped his thumb
against James' asshole. Dad's massive hands had been grabbing and squeezing
James' juicy ass cheeks the whole time, and now it was time for those thick
meaty fingers to work their way into James' hole.

As Dad began slowly squirming his thumb into James' hole, James began
grinding his black 7 -inch uncut cock into the mattress. He loved every
moment of his father's assplay, even though he'd never even imagined
anything like this before in his life. James loved his father so much that
he was perfectly alright with anything he did to him, because James trusted
his father completely.

When dad had gotten his thumb completely into James' ass, James went crazy
and started pushing back into dad's hand to get the thumb deeper inside of
him. Dad adjusted himself on the bed after pulling off his own boxers, and
James began to feel a massively hard tube of meat rubbing against one of
his already large feet.

"Dad is rubbing his cock against my foot!!" James thought as a rush of even
more pleasure rushed to his head.

He was absolutely lust-dizzy from all of the new sexual feelings he was
experiencing from his father. As dad began rubbing his thumb against James'
prostate, while simultaneously grinding his 11-inch cock into the bottom of
James' foot, James lost all control and spewed the thickest, most copious
load he has ever shot all over the sheets beneath him.

"MMMMmmaaaaaah!!" James' moan turned into a full on scream as he
temporarily lost his sanity with the magnitude of his orgasm.

His father had not said a single word the entire time.

Feeling his son's tight ass ring twitching and spasming around his thumb,
dad ended up shooting an even larger load all over James' foot and leg. Dad
let out a short grunt while he came, before slowly pulling his thumb out of
James' asshole. Testing his eldest son's resolve, dad moved that same thumb
to the front of James' mouth.

Barely conscious after his intense cumshot, James looked back at dad once
the thumb hovered before his thick pink lips. Barely visible in the
moonlight seeping in through the window, Dad had a fierce look on his face,
as if he was giving James an ultimatum. Upon seeing this, James sucked in
dad's oversized thumb without hesitation. As he sucked his own ass juices
from dad's thumb, James realized that that thumb was almost the same size
as his own dick. For the first time that evening, James rationally realized
that he had just had a truly sexual experience with his father, and that he
had felt no reservation whatsoever.

As James continued to suck on his thumb, dad smiled. At that moment, dad
knew that James would no longer just be his son, but his sexual lover as
well.

Because dad had gone to James' bedroom in a state of pure sexual lust, he
hadn't been careful enough to close the door behind him, or ensure that
James was quiet during their encounter. I, being only 8 at the time, had
woken up shortly after dad had gone into James' room. I needed to go pee,
and the bathroom was at the end of the hall past James' room.

When I walked past James's door, I saw dad on the bed licking his butt.
Something strange fixed me to that spot, like I'd been paralyzed or
something. I had watched the whole thing, and my boy-cock, already a good
5-inches thanks to my dad's big dick genes, had been hard the entire time.

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