Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2012 08:18:25 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: Gloryhole Son Part 3

Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father-son
incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own
incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is
not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest will get you to the reality of
jail.

I love to hear from my readers and can be reached at:
Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
My name is Rob.

Also: this situation was suggested by the same fan who commissioned Jay and
Robbie. Both the 18 year old Robbie and his dad Jay are hairy. There are
younger fare in this part of the story. This is part 3 of a trilogy.


Gloryhole Son Part 3

Robbie followed his dad down the stairs to the basement uncertain. They
were packed and ready for the flight. This trip downstairs made no sense.
    "Hurry up", Jay said impatiently as he walked through the playroom,
opened a door and made his way into his workroom. The smell of grease,
machinery and sawdust mingled with the mustiness of the often closed door.
    Robbie stepped inside. "What's in here?"
    "My cum".
    The teen watched as his dad lowered the fly of his beige dress
pants. The floppy cock was pulled out as his dad simultaneously skinned
back the head.
    "Close the door. Now lock it!" He said impatiently. "Get your fucking
ass over here!"
    Robbie happily obeyed.
    "Make my cock wet enough to fuck you".
    On his knees the teenager sucked in the meat using his cheeks, his
tongue to harden the fuck stick. He bobbed on the cock loving the
unexpected turn of events. Hands on his head his dad helped by fucking his
mouth.
    "Make it wet, fucker. Slick it up!"
    Robbie slobbered wetness around the meat keeping all his saliva in his
mouth. The cock was sucked in a warm wet pool of mouth ass.
    "Get up. Bend over the saw horse". As his son turned away from him he
reached around pulling open the boys pants. Pulling the material down and
back he revealed the plump lightly haired globes. He pressed his cock into
the target opening. Pushing slowly he eased the knob past the tight
sphincter eye. "Nice. Open up for daddy. I want you nice and juicy for the
plane". He began to fuck pushing in deeper with every thrust.
    "Oh, yeah, daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!"
    Jay thrust in and taking hold of his sons hips began to buck. The cock
moved like a piston in grease: pushing, pulling, in, out,
fucking. Thrusting. Fucking hard.
    Robbie held on as he was pushed hard by the impaling cock and the
mounting hips. "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Daddy", he gasped with every inward
thrust. Deep. Hard. Fast. Furious. So gloriously thick and deep.
    "Here it is", Jay panted. "Here it is, fuck boy. Your daddy cum". Jay
grunted as he spurted, hips rocking hard as the last drops were shot up his
sons ass.
    Robbie felt the cock pop out. "Oh, thank you, daddy. I really
needed..." Suddenly something cooler was shoved into his ass.
    Jay chuckled. "Now you're corked. You're gonna keep my seed inside you
until we get there. Understand?"
    Robbie turned around. "Yes, daddy". The butt plug felt odd,
foreign. For two hours he would have to wear this. But he rejoiced knowing
it would keep his daddies sperm deep inside him.
    Jay patted his sons cheek. "Shit, son, your ass was made for
breeding. Now get youself together. We got a plane to catch".
    The taxi ride was almost unbearable as the plug hit home with every pot
hole and every bump. The plane was smoother but Robbie felt the insistant
thickness of the butt plug that his asshole longed to dislodge. So aware
all the time that his daddy was inside him.
    Jay rented a jeep. They made their way an hour west of the city limits
to a country side of farmland and distant hills. The two chatted as father
and son with Jay forbidding any inquiry to the destination. Then the car
slowed turning onto a road leading to a farmhouse a mile or so ahead of
them.
    Half-way up the road Jay slowed the vehicle to a stop. Settling almost
sideways to face his son he nodded. "Strip. Everything".
    Robbie looked around. There was no one within eye distance so he
complied. As he scooted his hips pulling off the pants he looked at his
dad. "If I take off my undershorts the plug will come out".
    "No, it won't because you won't let that happen. Will you?"
    "I'll try, daddy".
    "No. You won't let it happen". It was clearly a command. As Robbie
shucked the briefs his cock sprang up. He liked daddy in charge. A lot.
    Without another word Jay drove up to the two-storey house. He got out
of the jeep walking to the front, turned and with a pull of his fingers
beckoned his son. The lad got out stepping gingerly bare foot over the
pebble and dirt driveway. His cheeks clenched hard holding the presence of
his father inside. Jay led the way up the front steps knocking hard once,
then twice quickly, then once more.
    They heard the door unlatch. Jay paused then opened the door. As he
stepped in followed by his son they were met by a group of five men and one
boy several years younger than Robbie.
    The men were fairly average in appearance. Two had dark beards. All
were commanding at about six feet dressed in casual shirts and either
khakis or dress pants. No shoes or socks.
    Beard number one offered his hand. "We were just about to start". His
voice was deep, strong.
    "Not without my party favour", Jay said accepting the hand.
    The men laughed.
    Robbie glanced from man to man before his gaze settled on the boy who
also was naked. The kid was calm, relaxed. Robbie felt more at ease. He
knew his dad would keep him from undue harm. And if the kid who was what -
11 or 12 - wasn't scared then why should Robbie be. Besides his dad had
promised cock. ("Lots of cock, baby", he had said as he cradled him after a
particularly vigorous fuck. "You'll be totally satisfied".) Robbie looked
at the men again. So this was satisfaction.
    The kid was nudged forward. Taking Robbie by the hand he led him past
the throng into the living room. Robbie clenched his ass for in the center
of the room as a king-sized bed sheeted in a soft downy burgandy
comforter. He allowed the boy to pull him as the lad got on the bed. Robbie
followed. He was positioned laying on his side. The followed suit.
    Robbie watched the crotch move towards his face. The little prick
plumped up then poked out of its flesh as the lad took Robbies cock in his
mouth. The boy sucked well. Robbie sucked in the four inch prick as his
hand soothed the kids thigh.
    The throng gathered around the bed watching the boys sixty-nine. The
only voice Robbie could be certain of was his dad and first beard.
    "Beautiful".
    "Nothing so special as good cock sucking".
    "My boy's a natural", Jay said.
    "Pretty fucking hot for a hairy kid".
    "Certainly takes after his old man".
    "Sucks like his old man", beard said.
    Everyone chuckled.
    "I'll get us beers".
    "Make mine bourbon".
    "Jesus, your kid can really suck!"
    "My pride and joy", beard said. "Been sucking since he was weened off
tit".
    Another round of laughter.
    "A kid like that is almost worth the fuck".
    "Fuck. Left my smokes in the car".
    "Have a stogie".
    "Nah, hate cigars".
    "You need it dipped".
    Robbie felt the plug pulled out and something rougher push into his
hole then spun. Once pulled out another inserted, spun then replaced with
the plug.
    "Got keep it fresh".
    Everyone laughed.
    "Hey, your boy can take the whole package in his mouth!"
    "Jesus!" "Wow!" "That's fucking awsome." "You got youself one helluva
boy sucker."
    Jay laughed. "And man sucker". Everyone joined in.
    Robbie sucked on the balls and cock. His mouth full. The men gathered
around the bed, drinking and smoking, observing, urged him on. He wanted to
please his audience. And the cock and balls were tasty.
    "I'm about there".
    "Yeah, I'm in".
    "Let's go for it".
    As Robbies mouth enjoyed the boy his ears listened to the clink of
belts and the rustling as clothes were discarded.
    "You've put on weight".
    "Fuck you".
    "I got weight. Right here".
    More laughter.
    Robbie felt the butt plug pulled out only to be replaced by two
fingers. In, up, pressing against his walls.
    "Hey, buddy, your bitch is juicy".
    The other boy was pulled away. As Robbie was pushed onto his stomach he
looked up to see two fat hard-ons bobbing in front of his face. Fat purple
shiney knobs near enough to smell the men behind them. His mouth
hungered. Cocks bigger than Jays. Wider than Jays. Less friendly than Jays.
    "Open up, slut".
    "Yeah. We got us some serious juice to unload".
    His mouth opened. Very wide. The cock was thrust in as his hair was
pulled hard. The cock fucked hard and unrelenting. Just as Robbie began to
find its rythm it pulled out being replaced by its
neighbour. Hard. Fast. Thick. Merciless mouth fuck. Pulled out then a new
one. Hands on the side of his head as it fucked hard enough to make him
gag. Punching the back of his throat.
    The men laughed. "Red faced!" "Don't like daddy cock, bitch?" "Fucking
whore is outta practice." "Yeah, suck it, faggot!" "Hey, Jay, dump the
first load!"
    As robbies mouth was assaulted with a new cock every ten seconds or so
he felt hands spread his legs as his hips were lifted, a pillow placed
under, and the familiar feel of man thighs against his own. It was his
daddies cock ramming into him. Fucking hard. Like a piston. Another cock
invading his mouth. Daddy fucking his sob, hands pressed hard against his
shoulder for added leverage. Thrusting. Pounding. Another cock in his
mouth. Sucking. Tongue batting man meat. Knob pushing towards tonsil. Cock
pounding his asshole. Balls hitting balls. Another cock in his aching
mouth. Grunting in his ear. Whoops of laughter and cheering. Nibbling on
the top of his ear. Hard fuck in the
ass. Pounding. Thrusting. Hard. Merciless. Another cock in his mouth.
    "Gonna shoot, you fucking cocksucking slut! Whore!"
    Grunting in his ear as daddies cock pounded. The spasm in the cock
raping his asshole. Another cock in his mouth. Spray of man juice against
his walls. Fucking. Sucking. Daddy. Daddy. Cum in his
arse. Pooling. Mingling.
    Then the cock was pulled from his mouth as his dad moved back and
out. For a moment in time there was nothing.
    Silence.
    Peace.
    Emptiness of body. Of mind.
    Then applause.
    As he looked up the men had gathered round his head, cocks still
heavenward, hairy balls swinging. Looking up higher to smiling faces. Hands
clapping. Words. Praise. Praise!
    "Fantastic!" "Amazing, boy!" "You must be proud of him,". "Helluva lot
of stamina!" "One amazing fuck!" "See the way he went from cock to cock!
Astounding! Truly!"
    In contrast to what had just happened Jay gently lay perpendicular to
his son face to face. "My champion", Jay grinned before moving in for a
gentle kiss. Tender. Loving. Love. As the kiss deepened their tongues
united amid a round of "aaah"s from the crowd.
    The first cock entered his ass easily. Gentle strokes in his ass. That
cocks masturbatory sleeve. Sweet fuck.
    They kissed with growing passion. Their heads bumping as the fuck
quickened. (Oh. Daddy. Feels so good. My ass is so hungry. Daddy. Oh.)
     Jays tongue slid over his sons. (My sweet fuck toy. Daddys fuck
toy. Daddy just got a partnership. Meet my board of directors. My cock
hungy slut. My son. Son.) His tongue rolled. Teased. Loved.
    The fucking was steady. Wonderfully filling. Full. Man
meat. Steady. Nice. Comforting in his sleeve. Home.
    As they kiseed a sudden grunt which made Jay laugh lightly into his
sons mouth. Robbie felt the warm steady flow of thick cream warmly filling
his innards. A sigh and a kiss on the shoulder. Weight shifting and sudden
emptiness. A momentary disappointment.
    A new cock. Thicker. Wider. Blissfully stretching as it snaked inside
his teen existance. A shift of weight. Body on his back. Heavy. Then the
glorious first strokes of the next fuck.
    Robbie sighed as the foreign hips raised and descended. As cock
retreated and impaled. Filled, emptied, filled. The magic of men; of
cock. He look into his fathers warm eyes. "Can I have a cock to suck?"
    Jay ran a finger along his face. "Man or boy?"
    "Boy. I want his cum". His father moved quickly replaced by the sight
of boy cock. His mouth pulled in the thin shaft sucking. Tongue
twirling. Little cock. Boy. Thin. Sucking, sucking.
    The fuck quickened. Up. Down. In. Deeper. Harder. Faster. Heavy breath
at his ear. "Yeah, suck the boy prick. Suck it. That's it. Sloppy. Wanna
hear".
    Robbie purposely slurped causing "ooh"s and "aah"s from the crowd as
they gathered nearer. Encouraging approval.
    "Beatiful suck job". "That's it, boy. Suck". "You like having a teen
suck your little prick? Yeah. I can see you do". "Brad, sit on your boys
face. Let him lick your hole". "Oh, yeah. Love to see that!". "That's it,
Jacob. Lick daddys hole". "Shit, Jay, your kid can suck any size cock
first-rate!"
    The slurping caused the first groan from the man in his ass. Thrusting
his hips up caused the second. The seeding of his asshole caused the third.
    As the next cock filled his emptiness the boy shot a sudden thin milky
stream of 12 year old boy juice. A warm river of youth. Robbie sucked
greedily. Hungrily. Every drop. Every tasty boyish drop.
    The fuck was harder if less rythmic. Short sharp pokes. Then long
sustained withdrawal and a sudden lunge inwards.  Awkward but with the
thickest cock yet. Very fat. Meaty. Hitting his home. Flaring his
button. Throbbing his temples. His forehead hit the comforter as the boy
was removed. The fuck took up momentum. Hands cupped the edges of his
shoulders. Thrusting. Hips banging butt. Cock invading. Now assaulting.
    "Daddy. Daddy", Robbied moaned lowly.
    "I'm here, son". His fathers voice. Close. Closer. A kiss on his
head. "What do you want, baby?"
    "Daddy. Daddy", Robbie groaned. "Want daddy. Daddy ass. Please. My
tongue. Aches for. Daddy. Ass".
    The harder fuck felt assuring. His head was raised as Jay backed into
his face. Legs spread wide. His shoulders lifted. Jay sliding under. Ass
presented. Daddy. Daddy. Hands holding the cheeks apart. Dropping, diving,
tonguing the hairy shitter. Licking. Lapping. Poking. Robbie
groaning. Tears forming. Nose smelling. Daddies ass. Daddies asshole.
    A plop of lava and it was done only to be replaced by the athletic
cock. Legs outside his own squeezing all the legs together. Short
thrusts. Deep. Long cock. Reached further in. Not as thick. But, oh, God,
so, so deep!
    A swipe of tongue on his ear as he ate the hairy crevice. Tongue up the
crack, down the valley. A voice at his ear. The first beard.
    "You are truly amazing. Thank you for sucking my son. I'm so fucking
hot. Won't be long. Love you sucking my boy. Want you for my own. My
son. Sucking us both. Every day. All night. Sucking my little
boy. Sucking. Swallowing my cum. His cum. Oh, Christ! Oh, Jesus! God damn
it! Fuuuck!)
    The spray shot deep up his hole steady. Cock pulsing in his
sphincter. Throbbing. Unloading. Gobs of man waves.
    His tongue concentrated as the final cock shoved its way in. A rapid
fuck. Hard. Furious. Pounding. A hand on the back of his head shoving his
nose into the hole. Smelling daddy. Inhaling deep. Delicious man
scent. Fucking hard. Fast. Strong. Pumping. Bucking. Then blasting in a
quick disappointing final thrust. Then emptiness.
    Robbie lifted his head. Smiles all around him. He was lifted up as his
dad moved onto his back scooting to the middle of the bed. Robbies knees
were uncertain as he was led to his dad. Then strong arms lifting him by
armpits, by legs. Up. Up. Over. Down.
    He wiggled his ass onto his fathers face. Arms held him steady. His
head shot back as the tongue entered his hole.
    "Oh, God!" Robbie moaned.
    He felt the width of the tongue. The sliding. No. Not
sliding. Scooping. Oh, yeah. He was being drained. He felt it. Up in his
bowels the cum trickled down. The tongue scooping. Lapping. Lips pressing
to the hole. Sucking. Hands holding his cheeks apart.
    A hand on his cock. Jerking
it. Hard. Up. Down. Fisting. Pulling. Up. Down.
    "Holy fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna. Gonna."
    He shot up. High. Arcing. Long spurts. One
spasm. Two. Three. Four. Shooting. Cumming. Fucking exploding. Tongue up
his ass. Sphincter contracting. Tongue licking. Swallowing. A sucking mouth
at his hole discharging. Cum dripping. From his cock. From his ass.
    Slowly he raised a weary contented face to the men around him.
    Applause.
    Loud. Long.
    For Jay.
    For fathers and their sons.
    For Robbie.