Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2015 16:22:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dad, Butch, and Me (gay/incest)

This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any
similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't
read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you,
or if you're not interested in grown sons fucking around with their
father. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is!


DAD, BUTCH, AND ME


PART 2


When I woke up the next morning, there was no sign of Dad or Butch, and the
fire in the fireplace had died out. My ass was freezing and sore, but
otherwise, it was very satisfied after a night of sex with my dad and
brother.

I jumped out of dad's bed and quickly pulled on my jeans, going commando in
my need for speed. My shoes, socks, and shirt were all downstairs by the
sofa, so I found a pair of Dad's wool socks in the dresser to help get my
feet warm as fast as possible. Yanking the blanket off the bed and wrapping
it around my bare shoulders, I hurried downstairs to find out where Dad and
Butch had gone.

My cock stirred at the thought of catching them in some morning sex to warm
themselves up. Unfortunately, I found Butch standing alone at the stove in
the kitchen, with no sign of Dad.

"'Bout time you got up," Butch said, flipping the eggs and sausages in the
frying pan.

"Mmmm, that smells good," I said, stepping up behind Butch and reaching
around to grab his crotch with both of my hands, letting the blanket fall
to the floor. "And I'm so hungry."

"Careful, it's hot," Butch warned, pushing the frying pan off the burner
and turning off the fire.

"I know it is," I growled, dropping to my knees, spinning Butch around, and
unzipping his jeans. I reached into the depths of his jeans and was glad to
discover that Butch had gone commando as well. I could feel his cock
growing in my warm hand, so I quickly pulled it out before it got too
hard--like that would be possible. "Now that's what I call breakfast."

"Well, come and get it," Butch laughed.

"Oh, I get the cum, alright," I joked as I swiftly swallowed my little
brother's cock.

"Oh yeah," Butch sighed as he began thrusting his rigid cock in and out of
my warm, sucking mouth. "That feels so good, Henry."

"Mmmmm," I mumbled, savoring the flavor of my brother's cock. In all the
years we'd been playing, I had never gotten my fill of it.

"Damn, you're a good cocksucker," Butch praised me.

I pulled my mouth off of his dick long enough to say, "It runs in the
family." I laughed quickly and swallowed his meat again.

"Fuck," Butch grunted when I grabbed his swinging balls and held them
tightly. "Squeeze those balls, Henry."

I continued to play with Butch's balls, since I was getting as much
pleasure out of it as he was. I loved the feeling of hairy balls in my
hand. The only thing better was the feeling of hairy balls in my mouth. No
sooner had the thought crossed my mind than I slipped my mouth off of
Butch's cock and began sucking on his left nut.

"Oh yeah," Butch moaned, grabbing his own cock and slowly pumping it while
I continued to devour his balls. "Suck my fat hairy balls, you stud!"

With some difficulty, I finally managed to get both of Butch's balls sucked
into my mouth, although my cheeks had to be puffed out to make room. With
that trick accomplished, my hands were free to clutch Butch's muscular
thighs. I could feel them trembling as he pumped his cock into his own
fist. I closed my lips as much as I could around the flesh of Butch's ball
sac and began to run my tongue over every hairy inch of Butch's balls.

"God yeah," Butch groaned, "this is definitely the way to start the
day. FUCK!"

I could feel Butch's balls tightening up in my mouth and I knew what was
coming. I squeezed Butch's thighs and pulled my head back to create a firm
tug on his balls.

"SHIT! I'm cumming, Bro," Butch grunted. "I'm cumming!"

"Mmmmmph!" I screamed encouragingly around my mouthful of brother
balls. Butch's thigh muscles quivered and shook in my grasp, and an instant
later, I felt hot globs of brother cum raining down into my hair.

"SHIT, FUCK, SHIT!" Butch bellowed as he spewed his seed all over my
head. Finally, he collapsed back against the stove and I immediately felt
cum trickling out of my hair and down my forehead. Butch huffed and puffed
like he'd just run a marathon.

I laughed to myself and let my teeth scrape across his sensitive scrotum as
his balls emerged from my hungry mouth.

"FUCK, WATCH THE TEETH!" he yelled.

"You know you like it," I laughed, quickly swallowing his deflating cock to
suck out any remaining cum that I could find.

"Not after I've already cum," he corrected me. "Damn, I miss your mouth
when I'm away at school. I haven't found anyone who can suck cock like
you. And believe me," he laughed, "I've tried."

"I'll bet you have," I replied after letting his empty, spent cock slip
from between my lips. "Now, how about the main course?" I asked, standing
up and slicking my hair down with all the cum in it.

"Cumming up," Butch said, stuffing his cock back in his jeans and zipping
them up.

I grabbed the blanket with my clean hand and walked across to sit at the
kitchen table. As Butch served up the bacon and eggs, I licked his cum off
of my fingers. "They're a little cold now," he said as he placed a plate in
front of me and went back for two more. "Is Dad coming down?"

"He already is down. Didn't you know he was up?" I asked with a little
surprise.

"He must have slipped out while I was in the bathroom," Butch deduced.

"To do what?" I asked. "It's still snowing."

"And there are still chores to do," Dad said when he came in the back door
at that moment. "No thanks to you two lazy bums."

"Well, if you didn't fuck your boys senseless all night," I laughed, "maybe
we would have some energy left for other things."

"We'll see about that later," Dad said, sitting down at the table and
devouring the breakfast Butch had made.

Butch and I grinned at each other, and the three of us ate the breakfast in
silence. I love the taste of Butch's cum, but it felt good to have a full
breakfast churning around with that cum in my stomach.

*****

"Damn, my back is killing me," I complained as we returned to the house
after digging through the snow to get to the barn and finish morning
chores.

"That's because you've grown soft sitting behind that bank desk every day,"
Butch said.

"I'll show you who's grown soft," I laughed, grabbing my crotch
suggestively.

"Promises, promises," Butch replied before dashing into the house and
slamming the door behind him.

"I've got some liniment in my bathroom, if you're serious about your back,"
Dad said with concern as I winced while opening the back door.

"Don't tell Butch," I said, "but yeah, that sounds good."

"Well, you help him clean up the breakfast dishes and put your stuff
away. I saw you both just left it all over the living room last night. I'll
go get my room warmed up for you."

"Thanks, Dad."

"No problem, Son," he said, giving me a gentle slap on the ass as we
entered the house.

*****

"That's better," Dad said, putting another log on the fire as I entered his
bedroom.

"Yeah, my ass was freezing when I woke up this morning."

"Made you get out of bed and get your day started, didn't it?" he observed.

"I guess it did," I laughed.

"Well, lay down on the bed and let's see what you've done to that back,"
Dad ordered. I obediently stretched out on the bed but remained fully
clothed. Dad laughed and said, "Unless you want to get liniment all over
those clothes, you might want to take them off."

"Oh yeah," I laughed, taking my shirt off and tossing it on the floor
before stretching out again facedown.

"And the pants," Dad suggested.

"Well, I'm commando," I replied.

"Are you still shy after last night?" Dad asked with a grin.

"I guess you have a point," I laughed, raising my hips to unfasten my jeans
and shove them down over my nice, firm ass.

"Here we go," Dad said, grabbing my pants legs and jerking my jeans off.

"Thanks," I replied, crossing my hands and resting my cheek on them.

"This will be a little cold at first," Dad warned, sitting beside me on the
bed. He poured some of the liniment in his hands and then placed the bottle
on the nightstand. I heard him rubbing his hands together to build up some
friction and warm them slightly.

"I can take it," I laughed.

"Then take it, Son," Dad said as he reached across and placed his hands
firmly on my shoulders. I shivered slightly but relaxed as he worked the
liniment into my tired muscles and the deep-heating warmth spread through
me. "You know, Henry," Dad said nervously after a while. "I never had a
clue that you might be interested in...well, what we did last night."

"I can say the same about you, Dad. And about you and Butch." Between
thinking about the previous night's events and feeling my dad's hands
firmly working my shoulders, my cock had quickly popped to full hardness
under me.

"Yeah, I know how that must seem...," Dad said hesitantly.

"Like you like him more than me," I joked.

"You know that's not true!" Dad nearly yelled. "I love you both more than
anything."

"I was kidding, Dad. Kidding."

"Oh, sorry."

"Can you work a little lower, Dad?"

"Sure," Dad agreed as he climbed on the bed and straddled me so he could
fully work my back.

"Mmmmm," I sighed, partly from Dad's massage and partly from feeling his
rough jeans brushing against my ass as he rocked back and forth to apply
pressure on my back. "That feels good," I moaned, grinding my hardon into
the sheets.

"I've never been with any other men," Dad clarified out of the blue.

"Just Butch and me."

"Yeah," Dad said, rubbing lower. "Just you two. I never even thought..."

"I know," I sighed. "Butch told me last night about how he surprised you
the first time and sucked you off."

"I..."

"He did the same thing to me," I moaned.

"Really?" Dad asked with surprised.

"Well, not really. He surprised me stroking like he did you, but he decided
to ride my cock the very first time rather than just sucking it."

"He's fucking adventurous," Dad laughed.

"I can give him a run for his money," I laughed.

"I kind of gathered that last night," Dad laughed as he finally began
working my ass.

"Oh, Dad," I groaned, flipping over between his legs and pulling him down
onto me. "I've wanted to be with you for years." Before he could respond, I
pulled his lips to mine and gave my Dad the kind of kiss that I'd wanted to
give ever since I knew I liked kissing men. The touch of his soft lips on
mine nearly made me shoot off, but I just ground my cock against his jeans
and hoped he would respond.

After a moment's hesitation, Dad relaxed, and I felt his tongue searching
for mine. I let my lips part and allowed his tongue to delve into my
mouth. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt his taste buds sliding over
my sensitive lips. I groaned and sucked his tongue deeper into my
mouth. Dad responded with a groan of his own, desperately exploring my
mouth and grinding his lips against mine. It felt like he was desperately
devouring me, and I loved it.

As much as I loved the taste of my dad's tongue and saliva, I wanted
more. I shoved him back into a sitting position over my rigid cock and
frantically began trying to get his cock out of his jeans. I was all
thumbs, but when the zipper was finally down, Dad's cock sprang out at
me. Butch and I weren't the only one's going commando.

"Find what you wanted, Son?" Dad asked with a grin.

"Oh yeah," I sighed, wrapping my hand around Dad's big cock and looking up
into his eyes. "I've found just what I want," I added, slowly beginning to
stroke my own dad. "And I've wanted it for years."

"Really?" Dad asked. His obvious surprise amused me.

"Yeah, as soon as Butch helped me admit all those years ago how much I
liked cock, and not just having my own cock serviced, your cock was the
ultimate prize that I never thought I would get. I'll get even with him,
though, for not telling me he was getting this already," I said, squeezing
Dad's cock. "And these," I added, grabbing Dad's balls and giving them a
good squeeze and tug.

"You keep that up," Dad laughed, "and you'll be covered in cum in no time."

"That's the idea," I laughed back. "But I'd rather have it shot up my ass."

Dad froze. "Damn, it's gonna take some time to get used to my
straight-laced banker son talking like that."

"Well, you better get used to it, because I want it regularly now, and I'm
not going to be shy about how much I want your cock and cum and everything
about you, Dad. I know I shouldn't have tricked you into fucking me last
night, but I wanted it so bad."

"I gathered that," Dad laughed a little nervously.

"I want it just as bad right now, Dad. I really want you to fuck me
again. Do you want to put this in me?" I asked, firmly stroking Dad's cock.

"I do, Son. God help me, but I do. I really wanna fuck you again, Henry, if
you're sure you want it." I watched a glistening drop of precum emerge from
Dad's cock and then rubbed my thumb through it. With my eyes locked on
Dad's face, I brought my hand to my mouth and sucked my precum-covered
thumb seductively. "Oh, Son," Dad moaned as he watched me.

With a grin, I quickly worked my legs free and then, grabbing my knees,
pulled my legs up to my chest. "It's all yours, Dad," I said with my tight
pink pucker staring up at him.

"Mmmm," Dad sighed as he tentatively reached out and ran a rough thumb over
my asshole.

"Oh yeah," I sighed.

"Oh yeah," Dad echoed as he watched my ass suck his thumb into me. "You
really want it," he laughed.

"FUCK ME, DAD!" I bellowed to remove all doubt.

I waited for Dad to grab his dick and plunge it into me, but instead, he
leaned in and gently licked my pucker. I let out a deep moan, but Dad just
growled, "Mmmmm, nice and salty and sweaty." Another deep moan escaped from
my throat when Dad slowly pulled his thumb out of my ass and almost
instantly replaced it with his probing tongue.

"That's it, Dad. Eat my sweaty ass!"

"Mmmmph," Dad grumbled as he devoured me. Driving his tongue deep into
me. Chewing my tender ass flesh. Kneading my butt muscles. He finally
pulled back, hocked up a mouthful of saliva, and spit it forcefully on my
winking pucker.

"That's it, Dad," I encouraged him breathlessly as he used his thumb to
work the first load of saliva into my ass before spitting another warm load
on me. "I'm pretty sure that's enough for me, Dad."

"Maybe for you, but I wanna taste some more of this delicious ass, Son."
With that, Dad gave my ass a quick slap before plunged his tongue back into
me.

"Oh god yes, Dad. EAT ME, EAT ME!"

"Fuck yeah," Dad growled as he raised his head. "It tastes as good as it
always looked."

"Well, I'm glad you appreciated it, but it really wants to get fucked now,
Dad. Please fuck me, Dad. Please."

"Oh, I like the sound of my son begging for this daddy cock," Dad laughed,
sitting back, grabbing his cock, and waving it at me.

"Then please stop waving that fucking cock all over the place and put it
where it belongs. Shove that fat cock up my ass,
Dad. Please. Please. Please fuck me, Dad. Please plunge that cock into my
horny ass. Please, Dad. Please, please, please!"

With a grin, Dad repositioned himself and pressed his cock head against my
spit-filled asshole. I held my breath, hoping the spit was enough. "Oh
yeah," he grunted as he used his thumb to press his cock head firmly until
it popped into me.

"Oh yeah," I groaned with pleasure. "That's what I'm talking about. More,
Dad. Give me more. Please, please, please."

Dad just continued to grin at me as he started to force more and more and
more of that daddy cock into my tender ass. "Mmmm, your ass feels as good
as it tastes, Son," Dad sighed when I'd finally managed to take him all the
way into me and his balls were resting on my ass.

"As good as Butch's ass?" I teased him.

"Well, newer experiences tend to be better," Dad chuckled.

"Oh, I love you, Dad," I laughed as I quickly reached out, grabbed him by
the neck, and pulled him into another loving kiss.

"I love you too, Son," Dad said breathlessly when he finally managed to
pull himself away from my lip-lock. "And now I'm ready to give you what you
apparently need so bad."

"Oh yeah, fuck me, Dad. FUCK ME!" I yelled as I clenched my ass on his
throbbing cock.

"Oh, Son," Dad groaned. "Damn, that feels good, but this is going to feel
even better." Without any further hesitation, Dad slowly pulled his cock
out of my ass and then just as slowly pushed it back
in. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In.

"Mmmmmm," I sighed. "That feels so good, Dad. Oh yeah. That's it. Fuck me,
Dad. Fuck me."

"I thought that's what I was doing," Dad laughed.

"Then harder," I said. "Fuck me hard, Dad. PLEASE."

"The magic word." Dad gave me a wink before slamming his cock deep into me
and knocking the wind out of me. Before I could catch my breath, he pulled
his cock out and slammed it back into me. His hips crashed against my ass,
and he gave a loud grunt with every plunge into me.

"Harder! Harder! Harder!" I urged him on after I finally could talk
again. Every time his cock filled me, I begged him to fuck me even harder.

After what seemed like an eternity of fucking, sweat was pouring off of
Dad's hairy body and splashing onto me. I wiped it over my own body and
even licked the salty liquid from my fingers. "Damn, Son, you're gonna wear
me out," Dad finally grunted.

"Then cum, Dad. Fuck a fucking huge wad of daddy cum into my ass."

"Oh, Henry," Dad moaned.

"That's it, Dad. Cum, cum, CUM. I want your fucking fluid in me. Shoot it
Dad. SHOOT IT!"

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Dad roared. "I'M CUMMING, SON!"

"FILL ME, DAD. SHOOT THAT SEED INTO ME!"

"OH, HENRY!" Dad bellowed as he slammed his cock deep into me and started
to spew his hot daddy load into my ass. "OH FUCK! I... OH... SON... OH
SHIT!"

As Dad tried to recover, I quickly grabbed my own cock and started pumping
away frantically. "Oh, oh, oh," I panted.

"That's it, Henry, show Dad what you've got in those balls of yours."

I felt Dad gently pulsing his semihard spent cock in my ass. That combined
with the thought of my ass being filled with Dad's cum was enough for
me. "OH FUCK," I grunted as my own cock suddenly started to spew my load
all over my belly.

"Oh yeah, that's damn nice," Dad praised as he gently rubbed my thighs and
watched the many loads of cream flying from my cock.

"Shit," I sighed when my orgasm finally subsided. "That's gotta be the best
fuck I've ever had."

"Me too, Son," Dad laughed.

I swiped up a bit of my cum and savored the salty, pungent taste, but
before I could get more, Dad whipped his dick out of me, swooped down, and
started licking my belly clean. "Yeah, lick me clean, Dad," I said, putting
a hand on the back of Dad's head and pressing him firmly against my slimy
stomach.

"And when you're done eating that," Butch said from the bedroom doorway,
"I've got a special treat for you both."

I looked over and saw Butch carrying three bowls on a tray. Dad, with my
cum smeared all over his face looked up and asked, "What's that?"

"Well," Butch replied, "with all the fresh snow out there, I decided to
make some snow ice cream for old time's sake."

"I love snow ice cream!" I yelled like a kid.

"We haven't made that since you boys were little," Dad laughed, sitting
back between my legs.

"Well, I just threw together some snow, condensed milk, sugar, and a little
vanilla," Butch said as he handed us each a bowl, "and whipped it all up."

"Mmmm, this is good," I said after my first bite.

"Nice and creamy," Dad added.

"Not to mention Butch flavored," Butch laughed. "I had lots of fun adding
my own special ingredient while you two were up here shooting yours."

"You didn't!" I laughed.

"Are you complaining?" Butch asked.

"Well, if he is, I'll eat his share too!" Dad laughed. "I think this is the
best flavor of ice cream ever made."

"Hey," I objected, "you haven't tried Henry flavored yet!"

"And I want to try Dad flavored," Butch laughed, taking a bite of the snow
ice cream that had been made with his own big load of cum jacked into the
mixing bowl.

"Then it's a good thing we got so much snow," Dad laughed. "We'll have to
see if we can shoot enough cum this weekend to make extra batches to freeze
for later."

"Good thinking, Dad," I agreed, slurping down the last of my cum-laced ice
cream. "Seconds?" I asked, holding the bowl out to Butch.

"Me too!" Dad said, holding up his empty bowl.

"Only if you promise to make some of your own for me as soon as you can,"
Butch replied.

"WE WILL!" Dad and I quickly agreed.


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