Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2016 11:56:36 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chesty St. Clair <biscuitsthedog@yahoo.com>
Subject: Confessions of a Teenage Slut - Part 5 (Gay Incest)

This story is a fantasy about underage kid involved in an incestuous
relationship between him, his father, his uncle and his brother.  He
frequently has sex with other boys and numerous men.  If you are offended
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Confessions of a Teenage Slut - Part 5 - Getting laid by dad for the first
time

Like I said in part 3, my brother was the first person to lay me.  Though I
came many times dry, I had my first wet cum when I was just past 11 1/2, as
my brother just turned 13.  I came early come paired to some, but I am sure
it was because I swallowing at 3-4 loads of cum minimum a day just between
dad and my brother.  If Uncle Richard stopped, but I usually could coax a
couple loads out of his nuts.  Weekends, I could easily swallow 20 loads
between the 3 of them.

I found out later dad started giving my brother pointers on laying me for
the first time and told him that when I had my first cum, I should be
ready.  My brother sucked my dick a lot coaxing my balls to produce sperm
and he gleefully swallowed my first load, as it was his permission by dad
to give me my first lay.  He didn't wait, he fucked me there and then.  He
was prepared, as we had some "oils" we jerked off and jerked each other off
with.  Anthony had fingered and eaten my ass before, so there wasn't a
complete lack of knowledge to feeling things against my hole.  He licked my
ass a little, put some of the oil on my hole, he put my legs in position
and pushed his cock in me.  The pain was searing and immediate, I wanted to
push him off, but at the same time, I didn't care about it, I wanted it so
bad.  Once Anthony was completely inside me, his grin so wide and big.  I
was completely hooked.  He held himself in place and I adjusted to the new
feelings.  He asked if I was alright, I nodded yes.  He leaned down and
kissed me. I knew how much this meant to him and to me for that matter, our
first time.  Anthony made love to me in the best way a horny 13 yo big
brother can make love to little bro the first time. He was awkward, anxious
and wanting to last, but it wasn't long until nature took over and made my
brother complete the act, spilling his seed deep inside me.  He kissed me
and told me he loved me, that I was the best little brother, a big bro
could have.  At that very moment, we had changed.  That bond that dad
wanted us to have, was now complete.  For the first real time, I felt like
I was a part of my brother's life, as I didn't have the interest in sports,
cars, etc, that he and dad shared.

Each time, my brother didn't last long, as most his age don't, but like any
13 yo, he was always horny to fuck.  In that first week, he had his dick in
me from just about every position possible. He even taught me how to clean
myself up for fucking, like I said, he was the best big brother, I could
imagine having.  When we would go to bed, my brother liked to fuck.  Since
we started to fuck, the amount of sex we were having escalated, as we were
sucking each others dicks still and now he was fucking me as well.  By the
time we would get to our evening fuck, he'd be on his 4th or 5th load, so
he was lasting.  Like when I first introduced my brother, he loved to fuck
and became good at it quickly. It was a Friday, dad was beat and headed to
bed early, so my brother and I were like, let's go in our bedroom and fuck.
I get ready, met in his bed and we started innocently enough, kissing,
playing with each other dicks and then lust overtook my brother. He was
crazed that the only relief he was going to get was to get his dick in me
now and as soon as he plunged his cock in me, I was infected with the same
lust.  I had gotten to that point that I could really let go and take a
fuck and Anthony got to that point where he could just really put the fuck
into you.

I remember as it was yesterday.  Anthony is just fucking my brains out, the
bed is not only singing, it is banging like a drum against wall to beat of
my screams of passion. All the while, the bedroom door is wide open, and we
are screwing like 2 crazed animals in heat. Somehow during the moment, I
kind of came to, and could see dad's frame in the darkness of the doorway.
He's watching us.  Naked, hard, watching his two sons fuck like there was
no tomorrow.  All I could do was moan whisper "dad's watching us" in my
brother's ear, as he leaned down to kiss me and stroke his dick as deep as
he could in my ass. As soon as I said it, Anthony, being a person that
loves to be watched, could barely contain himself.  He pulled up off me me
to give dad a better view of how he was laying his little brother, and at
the same time, the excitement of it all, from being watched, to my moans of
approval, Anthony started to spasm.  FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK, bang, bang, bang
the bed harshly beat out the sounds from the final strokes of my brother's
load being sprayed inside me.  Once my brother finally gained his
composure, he was covered in sweat, and panting.

I laid in the bed, completely fucked, covered in my brother's sweat, my
hole still pulsing around my brother's softening cock.  Without missing a
beat, dad moved my brother aside, pulling Anthony's dick out of me.  Dad
got into position, hard as I had ever seen him, crazed with an insane
amount of passion and lust, puts his dick against my pulsing cock craving
hole, He looks me dead in the eyes, "you ok with this?" was all he said,
all I could do was nod yes.  My mind may have been racing, but I knew
exactly what I wanted and it was dad.  As he pushed himself in me, a gasp
escaped from both of us.  When his fat fucking dick was fully in my now
stretched hole, he told me how good I was making him feel, how much he
needed this and how much he loved me.  He did his best to make love to me,
as my little hands explored his back muscles working his love in me.  But
it was too much.  When something is meant to happen like dad and I, it is
impossible to keep it in check.  Each stroke was better than the last, both
for myself and dad and soon we were fucking in a crazed lust.  My dad's
dick piston in me like an engine of pleasure.  Dad's sweat mixed with my
brother's and I could really smell dad's lust covering me.  The sights and
smells proved too much for me and my little body shook, shook like an
earthquake of an orgasm built from the core of my body. Not only was I
cumming from my cock, my whole body came alive, and tingled.  All I could
do was to beg my dad not to stop.  To keep fucking me, to get his needs
met. I felt almost consumed by his passion to the point I fell limp under
him, as he continued to pelt my body's insides with his cock.  Dad placed
his hands on the headboard behind us, making sure that his fuck was going
as deep as possible, as he was starting to swell with his love.  He
grunted, he groaned and then he screamed, FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK son, I'm cumming,
FEELLSSSS SOOOOO FUCKING GOOD.  Not knowing completely what to do, I held
on to him and did my best to pull him as deep as possible in me.  All I
could think about was how badly I wanted that cum in me, and how deep I
wanted it, how happy I was that dad was cumming in me.  I was finally fully
meeting his needs.

After he was fully done, after each spray of cum sprayed fully in me, he
wouldn't stop kissing me and I couldn't stop kissing him back.  We laughed
and giggled, as his drenched sweat covered body dripped uncontrollable
after on me, All my little hands could do was lovingly explore his body,
and as he regained his breath, he must of realized Anthony was there the
whole time, and we finally broke our gaze. We looked over and Anthony
seemed just as dazed to what he just witnessed. He'd cum a second time, but
neither dad nor I knew, all we could see was the evidence.  Then the best
feeling in the world lead to what I jokingly call, the worst feeling in the
world, dad withdrawing his dick from me.  As soon as it plopped out of my
cum filled hole, I felt empty and anxious to keep what was left of him, his
semen in me.  I moaned, as if some how I could enliven his snake to slide
back in me.  Dad and my brother started laughing and giggling.  Both
exclaiming, like fratboys, "damn!", and "fuck that felt good".  Dad and
Anthony were bonding over fucking me and that really turned me on for lack
of a better term. For the first time I felt like I was fitting in with them
in a deeper way.  I loved how they were gushing on what a good fuck I was,
it strangely made me feel special.  After, the 3 of us headed to the living
room.  Dad rolled a jay, and shared it with my brother and I. I was stoned
for the first time and cuddled next to my dad, embraced by an after glow of
our love.  The more dad and Anthony smoked, the harder they got.  I put dad
in my mouth and soon Anthony was lined up behind me.  Dad took us to his
bedroom, where my brother and dad took their turns.  While I was getting
fucked and loving it, this was dad and Anthony bonding.  Bonding at sharing
some good hole, and I couldn't have loved them more.

The 3 of us had sex together and apart, that weekend, and for many years to
come.  If dad heard my brother and I fucking, he knew he could tap in if he
wanted, or wait until my brother came, and bring me to his bed. Same with
my brother, he walked in on dad balls deep in me many times, and ask dad to
tap in, "use the family pussy", as they would sometimes call me. The thing
about getting fucked at a young age, the more you get, the more you crave
it.  My mouth and my hole was always craving dick.  It was my luck (at
least to me) they also both shared a love of sharing me with their friends,
and with dad that sharing included his best friend, his brother Richard,
who became the 3rd person to have fucked me.