Date: Thu, 23 Jul 2015 21:48:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dad, Butch, and Me, Part 3 (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 3

As I stood alone preparing Sunday breakfast in my dad's farmhouse kitchen,
my mind wandered back to the previous day's cum-laced ice cream. I love ice
cream in general, and snow ice cream was a special childhood memory. But
ice cream containing my own brother's cum was an extra special treat. I
could feel my dick stiffening in my warm flannel pajamas as I continued to
think about the additional batches that we made, with Dad and me shooting
out loads into the mix along with more of Butch's seed. I just barely
managed to refrain from rushing to the freezer and eating the leftovers
that we had frozen for Dad to have when he was alone again and felt the
urge to taste his boys.

All the ingredients for eggs Benedict were spread out on the counter, ready
to be prepared and assembled. A smile slowly spread across my face as I
realized there was one ingredient missing. I quickly opened a drawer and
grabbed a measuring cup. I put it on the counter with the other
ingredients, and then I leaned back against the counter. I smiled as I
looked down and saw my cock tenting my blue-and-green plaid pajamas.

I slowly slid my right hand down into the waistband of my sagging pajamas
and sighed as flesh brushed flesh. As I finally cupped my hairy balls in
the palm of my exploring hand, I used my left hand to unbutton the pajama
top to expose my chest to the cold kitchen air. I sighed again when I
placed the warm palm of my left hand over my right nipple and began to
squeeze my chest muscles.

A soft groan slid past my lips when I felt moisture smeared on my wrist and
forearm. Trailing my fingers along the length of my rigid cock, I slowly
pulled my hand out of my pajamas. I raised my wrist to my nose and inhaled
the mild scent of my own precum before gently licking the smooth, sweet
liquid off of my skin while twisting my right nipple firmly but gently.

With my wrist licked clean, I casually ran both of my hands down over my
chest and stomach to delve under the waistband of my pajamas again. I
gently cupped my balls again with my left hand and wrapped my right fist
tightly around my hard cock. "Oh yeah," I groaned as I slowly began
stroking my dick and squeezing my sensitive balls.

I could have drawn the amazing physical sensations out forever except that
I suddenly heard noises from upstairs. Dad and Butch were obviously up and
around and would be down for breakfast soon.

"Oh well," I sighed with moderate disappointment as I released my balls,
pulled my left hand out of my pajamas, and used that free hand to push the
waistband down and nestle it under my balls. It felt so good to have my
balls nestled in the flannel, but there wasn't time to enjoy. "Okay, okay,
get on with it," I chastised myself before tightening my right-hand grip on
my rigid shaft and quickly settling into a fast, steady pumping action.

My breathing sped up, and I was quickly grunting away at my work. My balls
alternated between slapping noisily against my pumping fist and my soft
pajama crotch. My palm became slicker and slicker as it rapidly traveled up
and down my cock and gained more precum every time it flew up over the
reddened head of my straining cock.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah," I panted as I neared the edge. I frantically reached my
free hand around to find the measuring cup, but knocked it out of
reach. Without missing a stroke, I turned to face the counter and grabbed
the wandering measuring cup. "Shit!" I grunted when I couldn't stop my
first load from shooting onto the counter. "Damn it," I groaned as I
whipped the measuring cup in front of my cock to catch the next shot of
cum. I panted heavily as the remaining cum blasted forth from my cock and
was sprayed directly into the cup.

When there was no more cum to be caught, I put the cup down on the counter
with the rest of the ingredients, released my spent cock, planted my hands
on the counter, and slumped forward. "Shit," I groaned at the sudden
exhaustion that washed over me. "I hope they appreciate this."

Once I'd caught my breath, I dug a spoon out of the silverware drawer and
used it to scoop up that first shot of cum off of the counter and add it to
the measuring cup. "Mmmmm," I moaned as I licked the spoon clean, "good to
the last drop."

*****

By the time Butch and Dad finally showed there faces for the day, I had
fixed up my pajamas to make myself presentable and then prepared and
assembled the ingredients of their special breakfast.

"Something smells good," Dad observed as he entered the kitchen scratching
his stomach under his own pajamas.

"Sure does," Butch said as he followed Dad into the room.

"I hope you like it," I said as I slightly adjusted my position to put
myself between the new arrivals and their food. I smiled as I lifted the
measuring cup and secretly dripped my fresh cum over all three servings. I
couldn't help licking my lips as the cum sank into the Hollandaise sauce
but left visual traces for the observant. "Sit yourselves down," I ordered
as I put down the measuring cup and carried the plates to the table.

"Looks as good as it smells," Butch observed as he quickly sat down, picked
up his fork, and cut into his helping. Before Butch could take a bite or
Dad and I could sit down, there was a quick knock at the back door and Web
Jones, Dad's neighbor came in.

"Morning, Web," Dad said.

"Morning," Web replied as he stomped the snow off his boots. "The road
still hasn't been plowed yet, so I walked over to see if you were okay."

"We're good," Dad confirmed.

Web finally looked up and saw Butch and me. "So I see. How you doing, boys?
I didn't know you were here."

"We came before the storm to help Dad out," Butch said before popping the
first serving of his cum-covered eggs into his mouth. "Mmmm, this is good."

"Well, since you're here, Web, why don't you sit down and have some
breakfast," Dad offered.

"If you don't mind," Web replied as he sat down in the fourth chair.

"I only made three helpings," I said lamely.

Butch gave me a knowing grin and said, "I'll bet you could make some more
pretty fast," and then he popped another bite into his mouth.

"Sure, I can do that," I said.

"Nonsense," Dad interrupted. "Have mine, Web," he ordered, sliding a plate
in front of Web.

"I don't want to take the food out of your mouth," Web objected.

"I'll just whip up some scrambled eggs for myself," Dad said. "Sit down and
eat, Henry," Dad ordered me. "Don't let it get cold."

"What do you call this fancy stuff?" Web asked as he cut into the eggs with
the special cum topping.

"Eggs Hollandaise," I answered nervously.

"Eggs Henry, more like," Butch laughed. "Best eggs I ever had."

"Mmmmm, yeah, gotta agree with Butch," Web said after savoring his first
bite. "Never had anything like this before."

I looked nervously over at Dad, who had picked up the measuring cup. He
sniffed at it and a huge grin spread over his face. He stuck his finger in
the cup, wiped up some of the remaining cum residue, and licked it
clean. "I'll bet you haven't, Web," Dad said. "That's Henry's very special
sauce you're eating there."

"Damn good stuff," Web observed, almost shoveling the food into his mouth
now.

"Aren't you gonna eat, Henry?" Dad asked with a chuckle.

"Umm, sure, Dad," I said, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Web. My cock
was tenting my pajamas at how much he was enjoying my cum sauce.

"Sorry to be such a pig," Web apologized as he wiped up the last of the
sauce with his finger and licked it clean, "but that's the best breakfast
I've had in a long time."

"Here, have some of mine," Butch said, pushing his partially eaten
breakfast in front of Web.

"You sure?" Web asked.

"Positive," Butch confirmed. "I enjoy watching someone enjoy his food as
much as you do."

"Don't mind if I do, then," Web said, eagerly eating more of my
cum-flavored breakfast. "Seems a bit more tangy than my helping was."

"But good," Butch observed.

"Oh yeah, I'm not complaining," Web said, finishing up the additional
serving and licking his lips.

"Why don't you give him your plate too, Henry," Dad suggested, and I'll
whip up enough scrambled eggs for us all.

I slowly pushed my untouched plate in front of Web. "I didn't mean to eat
you out of house and home," Web laughed, "but this is damn good grub. You
sure?"

"If you like it," I said, "it's all yours."

I glanced at Butch as Web dug into his third helping of Eggs Henry. Butch
just grinned and raised an eyebrow. I looked over at Dad, who put his
finger to his lips to signify that I should keep the secret ingredient a
secret. "Scrambled eggs cumming right up," he said, stifling a laugh.

As Dad got the eggs from the refrigerator and started breaking them into a
big bowl, Butch jumped up, grabbed the measuring cup, and ran from the
room.

Web stopped eating long enough to ask, "Where's Butch off to in such a
hurry?"

"I think he has to work on a sauce of his own," Dad laughed. "Boys will be
boys."

"Yeah, I was jerking off all the time at his age," Web said.

"Web!" Dad objected with mock severity.

"Oh, sorry, Henry," Web apologized. "Too much information?"

I laughed and said, "Don't worry about it." Under the table, I was casually
stroking my cock, which I had pulled out through the front of my pajamas.

"Why don't you give me a hand here, Henry?" Dad asked, but when he looked
in my direction, he quickly took in my panicked expression and saw my cock
in my hand under the table. "On second thought, you've already done enough
for one breakfast. Stay right were you are."

"Thanks, Dad," I said as he went back to work on his own, scrambling the
eggs and cooking up some sausages.

Butch eventually returned and handed Dad the measuring cup just as he was
finishing up the eggs. Dad shook his head with a grin as Butch sat back
down at the table and said, "Do you have room for some scrambled eggs too,
Web? Dad makes the creamiest scrambled eggs you ever had."

"I might be able to try a mouthful or two," Web replied.

I watched as Dad poured the cooked eggs into a bowl, added Butch's cum from
the measuring cup, grabbed a whisk, and quickly beat the two ingredients
together before pouring them into the pan to fry up quickly. "Cum and get
it," Dad called as he crossed the kitchen and began scooping the
cum-scrambled eggs onto out plates. "There's salt and pepper on the table,
but I'm guessing they'll be salty enough."

"They usually are," Butch said with a grin.

I continued to stroke my hard cock under the table as I watched Web take
his first mouthful of Butch's cum, I mean of Dad's scrambled eggs. I
couldn't help speeding up my jacking speed at the look of pure delight that
crossed Web's face as he savored the flavors.

"Good?" Dad asked.

"Oh yeah," Web confirmed. "I don't know how you guys do it, but these are
the best eggs I ever had. And you weren't kidding about how creamy they
are. Mine are usually just cooked and dry, fit only for shoveling in and
choking down."

"Well, you get used to enjoying Dad's creamy eggs," Butch said. "Almost no
choking at all," he added with a laugh.

"I might just start coming around for breakfast more often," Web
laughed. "I can't thank you men enough."

"You're welcome to cum by any time you want," Dad replied, "and I'll see
what I can cum up with."

"You can count on it," Web mumbled around a mouthful of eggs laced with
Butch's cum. "Mmmmm, I could eat this stuff at every meal."

The look of ecstasy on Web's face as he unknowingly ate my brother's cum
after eating mine was too much for me. I shoved my raging cock back into my
pajamas and burrowed my hand in with it. I continued to jack frantically as
I grabbed a forkful of eggs with my free hand and shoved it into my
mouth. "Mmmmmmmm, yeah," I groaned with what seemed liked overeager
appreciation.

In reality, it was a groan of shocking satisfaction as my cock erupted and
poured more fresh cum sauce all over my hand and soaked the crotch of my
pajamas. I quickly shoveled more eggs into my mouth to help disguise the
shuddering gasps as more cum oozed out of my cock.

Web was apparently too engrossed in savoring his own meal to notice my
antics, but Butch and Dad obviously knew what was going on. When my eyes
eventually rolled back down out of my head, I saw that they were both
desperately trying to stifle their laughter.

"Good breakfast?" Butch finally asked when he managed to control himself.

"The best," I sighed. I desperately wanted to pull my hand out of my
pajamas and lick off all the fresh cum, but I figured Web would probably
notice that. Instead, I just continued to eat the scrambled eggs laced with
Butch's cum as my own cum cooled on my hand and my cock softened.

"We could use your help with some chores around here, Web, if you have the
time," Dad finally said to break the silence.

"I've got all morning," Web confirmed as he finished the last of the eggs
on his plate. "I got my morning chores all done before heading over hear. I
guess that's why I've got such a big appetite." I had to bite my lip when
Web suddenly picked up the plate and literally licked it clean!

"Well, Web, you finish these up," Dad ordered as he poured the remaining
eggs out of the bowl and onto Web's plate.

"I couldn't," Web objected lightly.

"I insist. Besides, the boys need to go get cleaned up. Especially Henry."

I nearly choked at Dad's comment as I pulled my hand out of my pajamas and
wiped the cum on the crotch. "Yeah, cooking is hard work," I said as I
stood up with my back to Web.

Dad got a good view of the cummy mess my pajama crotch was in though and
laughed, "Especially the way you do it. Don't be too long!" he called.

Once out of sight of the kitchen, I ran up the stairs and into the
bathroom. I quickly stripped off the pajama bottoms and dropped them on the
counter. I then tried to gather as much cum out of my pubes as I
could. "Mmmm," I sighed as I licked my fingers clean of the salty, pungent
cum.

When I'd finished devouring all the cum I could scrape off of my body, I
grabbed my pajama bottoms and turned them inside out. I then buried my face
in the crotch and hungrily sucked out the cum that had soaked into the
absorbent flannel. "Oh yeah," I moaned. "Best breakfast ever."

"I thought we were all having breakfast downstairs," Butch laughed as I
spun around to find him standing in the bathroom doorway.

"That was so hot watching him eat our cum," I whispered before shoving the
pajamas back in my mouth to make sure I'd sucked out every drop of cum I
could find.

"I know," Butch agreed, opening his jeans and letting his hard cock flop
into view. "And I need to do something about it," he added with a grin.

"Oh yeah," I moaned, tossing the pajamas back on the counter and grabbing
some hand lotion to lube up my ass. "I so need to be fucked right now," I
groaned, working the lotion into my grasping hole.

"Don't worry, Big Bro, you will be," Butch chuckled as he grabbed the
lotion and began slicking up his cock with it.

"Then get busy," I ordered as I turned and bent over. I rested my chest on
the counter and reached back to spread my ass cheeks wide open to accept my
brother's cock.

"Mmmm," Butch sighed as he stepped forward and pressed his flared cock head
against my pink pucker.

"Yeah," I groaned as Butch gently pushed his head against my hole, relaxed,
pushed again, relaxed, pushed again, and popped inside me. "Fuck," I
grunted.

"You wanted it," Butch replied as he slowly began to fill my ass with his
raging cock.

"I do, Butch, I do," I moaned, relaxing my ass to let my brother's dick
slide into me and fill me to the hilt.

"Oh yeah," Butch groaned when I could feel him buried deep inside me with
his pubes pressed against my ass. "One of the best asses around. Not as
good as mine, but good."

"Shut up and fuck me," I laughed, "before Dad and Web come up to see what's
keeping us."

As Butch pulled his cock almost all the way out of me, he chuckled and
said, "They'd just get in line."

"Fuck," I groaned as Butch slammed his cock into me. "That's it,
Butch. Harder. Harder."

Butch quickly revved up to the fucking speed that I love and was pounding
my ass hard and fast in no time. "You'd never guess how good Web's cock
feels in your ass," Butch grunted.

"What?" I asked with shock, giving Butch a quick glance over my shoulder.

"Who do you think taught me to fuck like this?" Butch groaned as his meat
continued to fill and pleasure me.

"Web?" I replied, still in shock.

"You called?" Web asked, stepping into the doorway. "Nice," he said when he
saw Butch plunging his dick in and out of my ass.

"What took you so long?" Butch grunted.

"Just finishing my delicious cummy breakfast," Web grinned as he gently
massaged the front of his jeans.

"Glad you liked it," I panted, watching Web's cock grow and create a more
distinct outline.

Web slowly undid his jeans, reached in, and pulled out a nice, thick, uncut
cock. "Where do you want this?" he asked with a grin.

"In me!" Butch and I yelled at the same time.

"How about you give me a nice wet suck," Web said, stepping up to wave his
cock in my face, "and get me ready to fill your little brother's asshole."

"Oh yeah," Butch groaned, digging his fingers even deeper into my hips and
thrusting his cock even farther up my ass. "That's what I want, Web."

"Me too," I grunted as I quickly maneuvered around, grabbed Web's swaying
cock, pulled the foreskin back to reveal a nice mushroom head, and then
pulled him forward into my drooling mouth.

"Damn," Web groaned. "Wish I'd known there were two hungry young mouths in
this house all these years."

"Mine wasn't enough?" Butch laughed with a grunt.

"It did the job," Web laughed back. "Now, come on, boys, let's get busy
before your dad comes back from the barn to see what's keeping us."

"Mmmmm," I agreed as Web began making quick, steady thrusts of his hips to
fill my throat with his delicious precum-dripping cock.

"Oh yeah," Butch agreed, pummeling my ass with his throbbing brother
cock. He was fucking me so hard and fast at that point that I didn't know
if he was going to be able to last long enough to take Web's cock up his
ass. I sighed happily as I ate Web's cock, knowing that if Butch exploded
first, it just meant I could get Web to fuck my ass instead of Butch's ass.

The small bathroom was filled with grunts and moans as Web and Butch filled
me at both ends. My mind sped back and forth between the cock going up and
down my throat and the one plunging in and out of my ass. My own hard cock
was swinging up and down, slapping the wet head against my flexing stomach.

"Take my cock, Brother!" Butch grunted.

"Yeah, swallow my dick," Web ordered.

I was in heaven, and I growled excitedly to let them know how much I
enjoyed being spit-roasted by them.

"That's my big bro," Butch laughed, giving my ass a sharp slap.

"It sure fucking is," Web laughed back, patting me gently on the top of my
bobbing head. "Damn, he's good. I'm not sure I'm gonna last long enough to
fill your ass today, Butch."

"Then just shoot your load down his throat while I shoot my load up his
ass," Butch grunted as he grabbed my hips tightly again and began
rabbit-fucking my ass for all he was worth.

"Sounds good to me," Web groaned as he took my head firmly in his hands and
began to face-fuck me at an ever-increasing pace. "That's it, boys. Let's
get the cum flying."

I grabbed the counter with one hand to steady myself as the two cocks
pounded into me, and then I reached down with my other hand and began
frantically pumping away on my own cock. It didn't take long for me to go
over the edge as I slammed my fist down my cock and began spewing cum all
over the bathroom floor.

"SHIT!" Butch grunted as my ass clamped down on his thrusting cock. "TAKE
IT! TAKE YOUR BROTHER'S CUM UP THAT TIGHT ASS!" he bellowed as he slammed
his dick into me one last time and began to cream my insides with his hot
cum.

"Are you cumming, Butch?" Web asked eagerly with a strange excitement in
his voice.

"OH YEAH," Butch grunted as his cock continued to spasm inside my own
spasming hole. "I'M CUMMING ALRIGHT. FILLING MY BIG BROTHER'S ASS WITH
CUM."

"FUCKING HOT," Web said hoarsely only moments before his own cum began to
gush down my throat. "SHIT," he grunted, pulling his cock out far enough so
that the cum began to fill my mouth instead of shooting right down my
throat. "OH SHIT," he grunted again as his body began to shake
uncontrollably. "EAT MY CUM, BOY!"

I eagerly obeyed and began to suck the thick, salty liquid down my throat
to keep from drowning in it.

Butch gently patted my ass as he slowly began to relax and pull his dick
out of me. "Okay," he chuckled when I clamped my ass tightly on his
cock. "If you want it that bad, you can have it," he added as he slowly
pressed his spent cock back deep inside of me.

"Nice to see a bit of real brotherly love," Web said as I nursed gently on
his spent cock and sucked out all of the remaining cum that I could.

"You're telling me," Butch laughed.

"Well, I hate to cum and run," Web said, slowly pulling his cock out of my
mouth, "but I don't think your dad would be too thrilled about catching us
like this."

"He'd probably think it was our just punishment for secretly feeding you
cum for breakfast," I laughed, standing up straighter and letting Butch
wrap his arms around me.

"Don't get all proud of yourselves for your little trick," Web replied as
he slid his softening dick back into his jeans. "I've eaten enough cum in
my life, including Butch's, to recognize the flavor at first bite."

"You shit!" I laughed, lifting off of Butch's cock and spinning around to
give Butch a playful punch in the chest. "You've been doing Web too all
this time?" Butch gave me a look like a deer caught in the headlights, and
I realized that I'd nearly revealed that he had been fucking with Dad as
well as Web. "Well," I said, trying to recover, "I guess I should have
known that your cock was too much for just me."

"Gotta spread it around," Web laughed, zipping up his jeans.

"To anyone who wants it," Butch laughed, relaxing. "Now, we'd better get
cleaned up and help Dad in the barn. I can't stick around much longer this
weekend. Gotta get back to campus."

"Well, now that I've been fed and milked," Web smiled, "I'm all ready to
help with your dad's chores. You two better let me know the next time
either of you visit."

"Definitely," I said. "I can always use more milk like that."

"And you owe me a fuck," Butch said.

"Well, I always pay my debts," Web laughed, giving his crotch a suggestive
grab. "See you in the barn, boys." Web gave us a quick wave and disappeared
out of the bathroom door.

"He doesn't know about you and Dad?" I whispered.

"Fuck no!" Butch replied with a seriously shocked look on his face. "He
would freak out. They both would if either knew about the other."

"Not if they've been fucking each other for years," I said with a raised
eyebrow.

That comment brought another stunned look to Butch's face. "You think it's
possible?" he finally asked.

"Well," I said thoughtfully, "they are two lonely farmers out in the middle
of nowhere. Anything is possible."

"Damn, I would love to get fucked by them together," Butch said, and I
could see his cock plumping up a bit. "That would be my idea of heaven!"

"Well," I said, stepping over to the shower and turning on the water, "I'll
do a little digging with Dad this evening before I leave and see what I can
find out."

"That would be so fucking hot!" Butch said eagerly before hopping under the
shower that I was about to take.

"Hey!" I yelled, jumping under the shower and pushing him out of the
way. We started laughing and shoving like little kids. No more sex. Just
two brothers having fun and playing around in the spray of a shower.

*****

My drive home was shorter than Butch's, so I stuck around Dad's place for
one last dinner. We prepared the meal just like we always had, comfortable
in each other's presence, as if the past couple of days had never
happened. In fact, there was nothing out of the ordinary about the evening
until Dad casually asked, "So, did you and Butch have fun with Web this
morning while I was out doing chores alone?"

Once I'd stopped choking on my food, I looked Dad in the eye and saw that
he was grinning. "How did you know?" I asked.

"Well, Web's a horny bastard," Dad laughed. "You feed him cum first thing
in the morning, and he's not going to go away without shooting some of his
own."

"Have you and Web...?" I just let the question hang out in the air.

"We scratch each other's itch when the need arises," Dad admitted. "He
caught me jacking off once, and we just got to talking, and then more
happened."

"So you know about him and Butch?" I asked. "Butch doesn't think you do."

"And neither does Web," Dad replied. "As far as they know, I fuck with each
of them but am in the dark about what they do together. I only know about
them because I've caught them at it a few times without them knowing."

"You should tell Butch. He would love fucking you both together. And as hot
as Web got fucking with two brothers, I doubt he would have a problem
fucking with a father and son."

"Maybe not, but it's not quite that simple," Dad said, putting down his
knife and fork and leaning back from the table. "You see, if I told them
what was going on, they would have to be told a few other things too."

"Like what?" I asked, a little confused.

"Well, I would have to tell Web that he's probably been fucking his own son
all these years."

"What?!"

"Yep, I had the snip-snip procedure soon after you were born, but I never
told your mother. And when Butch came along, it didn't take much figuring
to see how nervous your mom suddenly was around Web."

"But you don't know..."

"Well, Son, your mom and I had a long talk before she passed, and she
admitted that if I wasn't Butch's dad, then the only other person it could
be was Web. They had a moment of weakness on both their parts when I was
away buying some new livestock."

"Shit," I mumbled, completely dumbfounded.

"So now you know why I didn't have the same kind of qualms about sex with
Butch as I did about sex with you."

"Shit," I repeated softly.

*****

The next time Butch and I were both at the farm, Dad and I sat him down and
told him the whole story. We figured that since he'd been happily having
sex with Dad all these years, he wouldn't freak out quite so bad as Web
might at the news.

Butch was stunned, of course, but he came up aces in my book when he said,
"Well, you've always been my dad, and you always will be if you want to
be. I love you and I know you love me."

"I love you so much, Son," Dad sobbed as he took Butch into a tight
embrace. "You're the best two sons a man could ask for," he said as I
wrapped my arms around both of them.

That evening, I slipped over to Web's farm to check out the lay of the
land. He was glad to see me, and it didn't take long for us to get to his
bedroom and for him to be fucking me facedown on the bed with his dick
exploring my ass nice and slow. It was the kind of fuck that was conducive
to a bit of casual conversation as our bodies merged and satisfied each
other.

"You sure have a nice ass," Web sighed as he rested his body on my back and
slowly deep-dicked me. "I'm glad I'm finally getting a chance to sample
it."

"Mmmm," I whispered, "your dick ain't so bad either, Web."

"Thanks," he chuckled, causing his dick to jump in my hole.

"So, you don't have any problem with me and Butch playing around? Being
brothers and all?" I asked casually.

"I think it's pretty damn hot, if you want the truth," Web whispered in my
ear before swallowing my ear into his mouth and giving it a thorough
tongue-bath.

"Oh yeah," I groaned, arching my back and driving my ass slowly back
farther onto Web's cock. "God, getting fucked by you is almost like I was
getting fucked by my own dad."

"Yeah, I guess it would be," Web chuckled. "We are a lot alike in many
ways. Mmmm, this feels so good."

"It sure does, Dad," I sighed, casually slipping in the name change.

"You like Daddy's dick," Web hissed into my ear without missing a beat.

"Oh yeah," I moaned. "And you like fucking your son's ass?"

"Fuck yeah, Son," Web replied. I could feel him slowly increasing the speed
of his penetration, so I knew the scenario was turning him on.

"Yeah, Dad, fuck your son's ass. There's nothing like it. Dad and
son. Family sex."

"I've wanted a son for so long," Web moaned, lifting himself off of me so
he could start plunging his dick into me at an increasing rate. "But the
wife and I never could."

"Oh yeah, that's it, Dad. Fuck my ass."

"Oh, Son," Web groaned.

"I wanna ride you, Dad," I moaned.

"Whatever you want, Son," Web replied before he rolled us over so he was on
his back and I could spin around on his cock to face him. "Oh yeah, that's
it, Son. Ride Daddy's dick."

I rolled my hips as I lifted my ass off Web's cock and lowered it back down
the full slimy length. "You like having your boy ride your dick?"

"Feels damn good," Web moaned.

"Then how about letting your real son ride your daddy dick?" Butch asked
from the bedroom doorway.

"What?" Web asked, freezing and looking over my shoulder at Butch.

"That's right, Web," Dad said, stepping into view from behind Butch. "We
just wanted to make sure you would be okay with it before we broke the
news."

"I don't..." Web was obviously confused.

"You're the proud father of a 160-pound bouncing boy," Butch grinned, "and
he wants to bounce on Daddy's cock right now."

"But..." Web looked from face to face with utter confusion.

"Just go with it, Web," Dad said. "I'll explain everything later. All you
need to know now is that Butch is your biological son and he wants to have
sex with you as if it were the first time. You okay with that?"

I slid off of Web's cock and stretched out beside him on the bed. Butch
stripped off all of his clothes faster than anyone I'd ever seen before,
and then he stood beside the bed with his cock stiffening. "Well?" he
finally asked. "What do you say, Dad?"

Web looked at me, and I nodded my head. Web looked at Dad, and he nodded as
well. Web suddenly shook his head, grinned, grabbed his cock, and held it
pointed up. "It's all yours, Son."

"Thanks, Dad!" Butch yelled as he jumped on the bed, straddled Web's hips,
and quickly lowered himself onto Web's cock. "Now that's what I'm talking
about!" he moaned, and we all laughed.

"Come on, Dad, me too!" I yelled.

"Give me a second," Dad laughed as he stripped off his clothes almost as
fast as Butch had.

"A second is all you're getting," I laughed, and then I looked over to
watch Butch riding Web's cock in a slow rocking motion. The two of them
were in their own little world looking deep into each other's eyes.

Dad, finally undressed, climbed over me and laid down beside Web. Dad
gripped his rigid cock and said, "Climb on, Son."

"Whatever you say, Dad," I replied as I quickly straddled his hips and
lowered my ass onto his drooling cock.

"That's a good boy," Dad cooed.

"Thanks, Dad," I groaned as I took the final inch of daddy cock into
me. "Okay, Bro, let's ride."

Butch broke his concentration long enough to look at me and smile. Without
another word, we quickly grabbed each other's hand and then slowly began
riding our dads' cocks. When I looked down from the heights of ecstasy, I
saw that Dad and Web were holding hands too.

As if we were uniform parts in a single great machine, Butch and I fucked
ourselves up and down on those daddy cocks in unison. We increased and
decreased our fuck speeds without a word, just sending signals through our
hands and our moans of pleasure. Dad and Web groaned together as they began
to thrust their hips up to drive their cocks deeper into their sons' asses.

"Oh, Son, I'm gonna cum," Web finally growled.

"Do it, Dad," Butch whispered. "Shoot your cum in your son's ass, knowing
for the first time that it is your own real son's ass. Give me the seed
that made me, Dad."

"OH, SON!" Web roared as he slammed his cock up into Butch's ass and his
entire body began to shake. "TAKE MY FUCKING CUM, BUTCH! SON! FUCK! OH,
FUCK! YES!"

"OH, DAD!" Butch moaned as his own cock began to flex up and down before
exploding and drenching Web in streaming load after streaming load of hot
cum. "FUCK, DAD! OH, FUCK!"

Dad and I grinned at each other and released our hand holds as Web finally
relaxed his hips back onto the bed and Butch slumped down on top of his
dad's sweaty body.

"Oh, Son," Web whispered as his hands explored Butch's body and his lips
kissed every inch of flesh that he could reach.

"That was amazing, Dad," Butch whispered before adjusting his position so
he could kiss his own dad on the lips and delve into the oral depths with
his tongue.

"How about you, Son?" Dad asked, looking at me with a grin.

"I'm ready if you are," I laughed, "but I want it fast and hard."

"You got it," Dad said before flipping me over on my back, climbing between
my legs, lifting my ankles onto his shoulder, plunging his dick back into
my asshole, and fucking me like a crazed dog in heat.

"That's it, Dad," I grunted, which wasn't easy since he slammed the breath
out of me every time he rammed that hard dick up my ass.

"It sure is, Son," Dad panted between thrusts. "But it's not gonna fucking
last for long."

"Then shoot, Dad," I replied. "Fill my ass with the cum that made ME!"

"There's nothing like filling your own boy with cum!" Web laughed. "Do it!"

"Yeah, do it, Dad," Butch laughed. "You know how bad he wants it."

"I DO! I DO!" I bellowed. "FUCKING SHOOT YOUR LOAD IN ME, DAD!"

"I'M CUMMING, SON!" Dad growled. "I'M SHOOTING A LOAD OF LAVA IN MY OWN
SON'S ASS! OH, FUCK!"

"YES!" I screamed as Dad's seed began to rush into me and my own load began
to spray in slimy white streaks over my own stomach. "YES! YES! YES!"

"Fuck, Son," Dad laughed as he finally collapsed on top of me and pressed
my seed between us. "When are you coming home again?"

"I think I might move back home, if that's alright with you. The commute
will be a bitch, but the benefits seem to be worth it."

"I'll try to make sure they are," Dad replied before giving me a long, deep
kiss.

"And you and I have to make up for lost time," Butch said to Web.

"We sure do, Son, but first, someone has to explain to me what just
happened," Web laughed.

*****

I didn't actually end up moving home. Practicality won out as usual. Still,
I did visit Dad almost every single weekend, and we had a lot more
forbidden father-son fun over the years. Butch joined us as often as he
could for chores and for sex. Dad didn't even mind that Butch spent a good
portion of his time over at Web's farm, probably more for the sex than for
the chores.

Time stands still for no man, and work eventually took Butch and me farther
and farther away from the family farm. The trips back home became less
frequent, and the time spent there became shorter and shorter. Web finally
moved in with Dad and they rented out the spare farmhouse. When we heard
about that, Butch and I were glad that they had each other when we couldn't
be there.

The two guys who rented the spare farmhouse were brothers, and they
eventually revealed to Dad and Web in a late-night, beer-fueled
conversation that they enjoyed some family fun themselves. Dad assured me
that they were properly welcomed after that, and the next time I went home,
I discovered that I had two new "uncles" who enjoyed playing with Dad and
me, especially on a cold winter night when the boiler broke down yet again.

THE END

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