Date: Sun, 29 May 2016 19:44:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Plumber's Snake, Part 8 (gay/incest)

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PLUMBER'S SNAKE

PART 8

The work on my neighbor Tommy's kitchen remodel was slow but
pleasurable. Henderson Plumbing and Potts Contractors were dedicated to
providing quality service and giving their all. In fact, I took my fair
share of their "all" up my happy ass and down my more-than-willing throat.

As I drove home from work on the Friday before the long Memorial Day
weekend, I remembered how delicious all that warm cum tasted going down. It
made me so hungry and my cock so hard. I couldn't help fondling myself with
one hand while driving with the other, but I did manage to resist the urge
to pull out my cock and stroke out a load as I drove. I could feel a wet
spot developing on the front of my trousers, but I didn't care. I was
definitely stripping them off as soon as I walked in my front door.

"Shit!" I growled at myself when I suddenly remembered that I desperately
needed some stuff from the grocery store. I had nothing in the house and
didn't feel like going out during the weekend and dealing with people doing
their last-minute barbeque shopping. I swerved into the parking lot of the
first grocery store I passed and fortunately found a space. I waited a
couple minutes to let my cock soften, and then I dashed into the store.

It wasn't my usual store, so I didn't automatically know where things were,
but I quickly found everything I needed and proceeded to the checkout. As
the old lady slowly rang up the purchases, a very cute young man bagged the
groceries for me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him glancing at
me as he worked. Finally, I paid and got my change, so I was ready to
go. "You need help with that, I mean, these?" the bagboy asked.

His face turned beet red, and he tried to look everywhere except at me, but
I did notice his glance returning to my crotch. I looked down and finally
remembered the wet spot I'd been building up as I drove. I quickly looked
at the old lady, but she was already busy ringing up the purchases for the
next customer.

"Thanks, I've got it," I replied with a smile as I took the bags from the
boy. I laughed silently at the absurdity of the situation. He was young
enough to be...well, my little brother. Without thinking, I gave him a
quick wink and exited with my purchases.

"Excuse me, you missed this," the bagboy said as he rushed up to me while I
was unlocking my car.

"Thanks," I said, looking at the item, "but that's not mine."

"I know," he stammered and the red rose in his face again.

"How old are you?" I asked with a smile.

"Seventeen," he replied, "and a half."

I laughed and replied, "Call me when you're eighteen." I opened the car
door and put the groceries in the back seat.

"You mean it?" he asked with full innocence.

I stood up and looked at him for a moment. Then, I turned and ducked into
the front seat of my car, came back up with a piece of paper and a pen, and
wrote down my name and number. "Sure," I finally replied as I handed him
the paper.

"Cool," he said, taking the information and looking at it. "Thanks, Mike,
you won't regret it."

"Just let me know when and how you want to celebrate your birthday...." I
trailed out the final word, expecting him to finish the sentence for me.

"Bobby. My name's Bobby."

"Nice to meet you, Bobby. Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend."

"How about I enjoy it with you?" he said eagerly.

"Maybe next year," I replied.

"Definitely!" He looked down at my crotch and licked his lips. I was aware
that my cock had been stiffening during our conversation, and the fact
wasn't lost on Bobby. "Can I touch it?" he whispered.

I looked around nervously. I was horny, but I wasn't crazy. We seemed to be
alone in the parking lot, so I replied, "Okay, one quick grope."

Bobby quickly stepped close to me and pressed his hand against my hardening
cock and the wet spot on my trousers. It felt so good that I
groaned. "Can't I go home with you? I really wanna suck you."

"Aren't you working?" I laughed.

"I just got off," he replied.

"And now you want to get me off," I observed with a smile.

"Yes."

"Call me when you're eighteen, Bobby," I said, taking his wrist and moving
his hand away from my cock. It was the last thing I wanted to do at that
moment, but, like I said, I wasn't completely crazy and he was a complete
stranger.

"Count on it," he replied.

"I will," I confirmed, and then I got into my car and started the
engine. Bobby stepped aside and watched me back out of the space. In my
rearview mirror, I saw him wave, and then he brought his hand up to his
face, sniffed it, and then licked his palm. A blaring car horn brought my
attention back to what I was supposed to be doing. As I pulled out of the
parking lot and into traffic, I realized that I hadn't asked Bobby when his
birthday was or how to contact him. I made a mental note to shop at that
grocery store more often.

*****

When I pulled into my driveway, I was still thinking about Bobby's hot
young body and my cock had leaked enough precum to freshen up the old wet
spot and expand it even farther.

"Need some help with those?" two voices asked simultaneously.

I turned to see the Potts twins, Charlie and Harry, walking across Tommy's
yard and into mine. "No, I've got 'em," I replied, using my elbow to push
the car door closed.

"Looks like he's sprung a leak," Charlie laughed. Well, I'm guessing it was
Charlie. Even after all the time I spent fucking around with the boys after
they were finished working at Tommy's for the day, I still couldn't tell
them apart...with their clothes on. So, I'll just go with my first
identification instinct.

"Better call Henderson Plumbing," Harry (I'm still guessing) replied.

"Oh, I think you two can handle it," I laughed, flexing my butt muscles and
making my cock dance in my trousers.

"We'll give it a try," Charlie and Harry replied in unison.

"You done for the day?" I asked over my shoulder as the twins followed me
into my house.

"Done with the job," one of them replied.

"Just came around for one last look before Dad comes out to give his final
approval," the other added.

"You won't be back?" I asked, turning around to look at them. I must have
looked like a wounded puppy, because they both started to laugh.

"Oh, we will be back."

"Just not quite as regularly."

"Then we'd better make this one good to last," I said.

"Definitely!" they replied in unison.

As I deposited the bags on the kitchen counter, I said, "You two run up to
the bedroom and get things started. I'll be up as soon as I get this stuff
put away."

"Leave it."

"Yeah, leave it."

"Too much cold stuff to leave," I replied. "I'll be right up."

The twins gave in and almost ran from the kitchen as I started putting the
food away.

*****

"Ready or not!" I laughed as I stripped my shirt off and stepped into the
master bedroom. The laugh died as I looked at the empty room. I headed over
to the en suite bathroom to see if the twins had something wet in mind. No
luck. I returned to the bedroom and stood there for a moment stroking my
cock through my trousers.

Finally, I heard a faint stifled giggle, followed by a desperate "Shhhhhhh"
and more giggles. I kicked off my shoes and stripped off my socks and
trousers. With only my shorts remaining, I headed off in search of the
twins. The muffled noises led me directly to the guest bedroom.

A huge grin spread across my face as I stood in the doorway and watched
Charlie and Harry wrestling on the bed. Lithe young limbs were entangled. A
smooth butt was pointed in my direction as the owner obviously ground his
cock against the other one's cock. The twin on top also had his hand over
the other one's mouth to block the giggles of the bottom twin. The top one
finally removed his hand and replaced it with his own mouth. The giggles
stopped as the boys got into some passionate French kissing. There's
nothing like watching naked identical twins kiss, unless it's watching them
fuck.

"What are you doing in here?" I finally asked.

The twin on top rolled off, and they both sat up to look at me. "Getting
things started, like you said," Charlie replied. I knew it was Charlie this
time, because I could see his shaved cock. During one session when I was
yet again complaining about not being able to tell them apart, Charlie
suggested shaving his crotch. They let me watch as Harry shaved Charlie
smooth. It didn't take me long that day to shoot a load of cum on Charlie's
crotch, kind of as an aftershave lotion. Harry rubbed my cum into Charlie's
freshly shaved skin and then licked off the excess. That was one memorable
evening.

"I meant in this room. The guest room. Why not my room?" I was curious, but
I wasn't complaining.

"Just for variety," Harry replied as he began slowly stroking Charlie's
shaved cock.

"Wanted to see what you were hiding," Charlie laughed as he humped his cock
into Harry's stroking fist.

"I'm not hiding anything," I said, stripping off my shorts and standing up
to display my proud, hard, dripping cock.

"Oh yeah," Charlie moaned as he scrambled onto his knees and moved to the
side of the bed. I obligingly stepped up and was immediately rewarded with
Charlie's hot mouth sliding over and down my throbbing shaft.

"You're not the only one who's hungry," Harry said. I watched as he quickly
moved behind his twin brother and buried his mouth in Charlie's ass.

"Mmmmmm," Charlie moaned around my cock, and I could see him grinding his
ass against Harry's probing tongue. I'd had that tongue up my ass enough
times that I knew how much pleasure Charlie was getting.

"That's it, Harry, eat your brother's ass," I egged him on. "Dig that
tongue deep." Harry mumbled something that I took to be his confirmation
that his tongue was indeed deep up his brother's ass. Charlie groaned his
own confirmation. "That's it, boys," I said, fucking my cock into Charlie's
bobbing mouth. "Archie and Earl are so lucky to have you for there little
brothers. I wish you were mine," I added with a laugh.

Harry came up for air and replied, "You're the hottest guy we've ever
fucked with outside the family. As far as we're concerned you're our big
brother."

Charlie moaned his agreement and squeezed my balls for confirmation as
Harry went back to eating him out.

"Oh yeah," I groaned, grabbing Charlie's head and pumping my cock into his
mouth even faster. An image of Bobby the bagboy sucking my cock flashed
into my head, and I smiled. For the first time ever, I really regretted
being an only child--not having had brothers to play with and experiment
with sexually during my formative years.

Charlie pulled his mouth off of my thrusting cock and said, "Fuck me,
Harry."

Harry came up for air and said, "You got it, Bro."

"I'll get the lube," I volunteered. I hurried from the room before they
could say anything, dashed to the master bedroom, and returned with lube. I
stopped short. Harry and Charlie were sitting in the middle of the bed,
facing each other. Harry had his legs spread, and Charlie was sitting
between Harry's thighs. Charlie's legs were wrapped around Harry's
waist. The two were holding each other tight and swapping spit in more
passionate French kissing. I just stood and watched the amazing sight.

"You're too fucking hot," Charlie whispered when they finally broke the
kiss.

"I guess that means you are too," Harry laughed at his identical twin.

"You both are," I confirmed. "Lube anyone?"

"Yes, please," Charlie replied, getting onto his hands and knees with his
ass facing the side of the bed.

"Why not?" Harry said, assuming the same position beside his brother.

"I thought you were going to fuck Charlie," I observed.

"Might as well be ready for anything," Harry replied. "Lube me up."

I stepped up behind the twin asses and, with some difficulty, squirted lube
onto both of my hands before dropping the tube to the floor. I manipulated
the lube onto my fingers and then began to slide my fingers into the twin
butt cracks simultaneously. "Mmmmm," the boys sighed together as my middle
fingers found their puckers and began to press against the resistance.

"Let me in, boys," I whispered. Both ass rings relaxed, and my fingers
slide home. "Oh yeah," I sighed as one knuckle and then two disappeared up
their asses. My other curved fingers pressed against their flesh as I
slowly finger-fucked both asses. I eventually pulled out enough to add my
index fingers to my middle fingers and fuck them with two fingers each.

"Oh yeah," the boys groaned together as they gently began to fuck their
asses back onto my fingers. I worked a third finger into each of them, and
they both groaned their appreciation before suddenly thrusting their faces
together for more passionate, slobbery kissing.

I finally pulled out my fingers and forced a thumb all the way up each
ass. That allowed me to slide my fingers under them to play with their
balls and stroke the base of their cocks. "Love having hairy balls in one
hand and smooth ones in the other," I laughed.

Charlie broke their kiss and asked, "Which of us are you gonna fuck first?"

"I wanna watch Harry fuck you, Charlie. That's what I want," I replied.

"Sounds good to me," Harry replied. "You ready, Bro?"

"Whenever you are," Charlie said.

The boys started to get into the doggy position, but I had other
ideas. "Like you were when I came back. Sitting face to face, with
Charlie's legs wrapped around your waist. But with Harry's cock up your
ass, Charlie."

"Anything for you, Mikey," Charlie replied.

I stood back and stroked my cock with my lubed hands and watched the twins
get into position. Harry moved into a sitting position in the middle of the
bed with his legs spread. Charlie stood on the bed with his feet on either
side of Harry's thighs. Harry quickly leaned forward and engulfed his
brother's cock for a quick suck.

"Mmmmmm," Charlie sighed, and he let his brother suck him for a few seconds
before forcing him off. "You know that's not what I want right now," he
laughed.

"Go for it, Bro," Harry said as he leaned back and supported himself with
his elbows.

I watched silently as Charlie lowered himself over Harry's crotch. When he
was kneeling, he reached under his ass and grabbed Harry's cock to hold it
in position. I licked my lips as Charlie began to lower his ass onto
Harry's dick.

"Oh yeah," Harry sighed as his cock disappeared up his twin brother's
ass. "That's it."

"It sure is," I agreed.

"You said it," Charlie replied as he took the last of Harry's cock into his
ass. Once he was sitting on Harry's lap for support, Charlie swung his legs
out and around to wrap them around Harry's waist as Harry sat up and
wrapped his arms around his brother's chest.

"Nice and tight, as usual," Harry moaned as he started flexing his hips to
pump his cock into his brother's ass.

"Nice and hard, as usual," Charlie replied. The brothers began to kiss
again, and I began to stroke my own cock faster. Charlie finally leaned
back a little and gripped Harry's thighs for support. I licked my lips as
Charlie began to raise and lower his ass on his brother's cock and Harry
started thrusting his cock harder into his brother.

Either I started groaning with excitement or my balls were slapping loudly
on my thighs, but something attracted Harry's attention. "You just gonna
watch and stroke, or are you gonna join in. We could do this on our own at
home," he added with a laugh.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Well, the easiest thing," Harry grunted as he continued fucking Charlie,
"would be for you to climb on Charlie's cock."

"Lube up, Mikey," Charlie laughed, and I didn't waste any time in following
his order. The boys continued fucking as they watched me lubing up.

"That's enough," Harry finally said. He stopped his fucking motion and
leaned back on his elbows.

"Ready when you are," Charlie added, leaning back on his own elbows to
display his hard, dripping cock.

"Oh, I'm ready." I climbed on the bed and stood over the brothers' joined
bodies.

With a wicked grin, Charlie reached up and began to fondle my cock. He
worked a huge drop of precum out of my cock and wiped it up with his
thumb. "Mmmmm," he moaned as he sucked his thumb clean and savored the
taste of my precum

Harry reached up and fondled my ass. I groaned when he gently worked a
couple fingers into my ass. "He's ready, Charlie."

"I sure am," I agreed.

"Then have a seat," Charlie laughed, holding his cock pointing straight up.

I kneeled down facing Charlie and felt his cock pressing at my asshole. I
could also feel Harry's hands continuing to fondle my cheeks.

"Come on, Brother Mikey," Charlie coaxed. "Oh yeah," he added with a groan
as his cock head finally popped into me.

"Fuck yeah," I moaned as my ass continued to slide down his cock. When I
had him fully in me, I rested. We all rested. Waiting. Anticipating.

"Ride me, Mikey," Charlie finally whispered.

Charlie and Harry remained motionless as I started lifting my ass off of
Charlie's cock and then sliding it back down. After I had a few rides up
and down that throbbing cock, Charlie took my own cock in his fist and
started stroking me. Harry began exploring my back with his hands, and his
touch sent tingling sensations through my body. "Oh yeah," I groaned.

"Oh yeah," the twins said simultaneously as I felt them finally start
moving under me. Fucking Thrusting. Cocks. Asses. Harder. Faster. In no
time at all, we here a huffing, puffing mound of fucking flesh.

I pulled Charlie to me and began kissing him deeply as I rode his cock. It
was like I was fucking his mouth with my tongue. As I rose off of his cock,
I forced my tongue into his mouth. As I slammed my ass back onto his cock,
I slid my tongue out of his mouth. On, off. In, out. Up, down.

"FUCK!" Harry finally roared, and he dug his fingernails into my back. "I'M
CUMMING!"

Charlie yanked his mouth away from mine long enough to yell, "SO AM I!"

"YES, YES, YES!" I said before grabbing Charlie's head and yanking him back
into a vicious, forceful kiss.

"FUCKING TAKE IT, BRO!" Harry shouted as he began to slap me hard on the
back. I knew every slap accompanied a load of cum shot into his brother's
ass.

Charlie groaned in my mouth, and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me,
depositing hot, fresh cum. Load after load after load until his groans
turned to relieved screams.

My own screams mingled with his as my body seized up in a torrent of
convulsions and my cock began to spray cum all over Charlie's stomach.

Our mound of fucking flesh continued to pulse and throb as we all three
continued to expel our cum into and onto each other. At last, we finally
separated to catch our breath. The only thing still joining us were the
spent cocks.

"Fuck, that was hot," Harry moaned as he collapsed back onto the mattress.

"You're telling me!" agreed Charlie as he collapsed back onto the mattress
as well.

"Does this make me the king of the mounting?" I laughed, sitting up
straight on Charlie's cock.

"You ain't the king of shit," Harry laughed, sitting up enough to push me
off of them.

"Hey!" Charlie objected as his cock slipped out of my ass and I collapsed
on the bed beside them.

"Hey, what?" Harry laughed, and I could see he was thrusting his spent cock
into Charlie's ass again.

"Hey, fuck you," Charlie replied. He struggled to climb off of Harry's
cock, but Harry grabbed him and held him firmly in place. The two struggled
and laughed and wrestled. At one point, it looked like Charlie was finally
in position to fuck Harry, but Harry knocked him off and Charlie fell onto
me.

All of us started laughing and wrestling. The cum I'd shot onto Charlie's
stomach was quickly smeared all over the three of us and the sheets. I
could feel Charlie's cum leaking out of my ass and running down to the
sheets as well. We were making quite a mess, but we were also having fun
doing it.

When the doorbell rang, we all froze. The doorbell rang again, and I sprang
to the window. "Shit!" I said when I saw my dad's car parked in the
driveway behind my own car. "It's my dad!"

"Invite him to join the party," Charlie laughed.

"We're not... It's not..."

"He means his dad isn't fun like ours is," Harry laughed. "Come on,
Charlie, we'd better sneak out the back way."

"That's not..." I tried to object.

"I'm kidding," Harry replied. "We understand. We'll catch you later."

"Yeah, this wrestling match isn't over," Charlie agreed with a wink.

"Thanks," I said with relief as the two started to get dressed. The
doorbell rang again, and I rushed to my main bedroom, collecting clothes as
I went. I did a quick wash job to clean off the cum and put on deodorant to
cover any lingering aroma. Then I hurried out of the bedroom, struggling
into my clothes as I went.

*****

I watched Harry and Charlie heading to the back door, and when they were
out of sight, I finally opened the front door. "Dad! What are you doing
here?"

"Can't a dad visit his son for a long weekend?"

"Sure, sure, come in," I said, stepping back to make room. "I just wasn't
expecting you. Why didn't you call?"

"I wanted to surprise my boy. Here, give me a hug."

Without waiting for a response, Dad wrapped me in his warm arms and held me
tight. It was the first time I'd seen my dad, let alone hugged him, since
I'd starting having sex with Tommy, the Hendersons, and the Potts. I could
feel my cock stirring in anticipation, so I quickly broke the hug and
turned to head to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" I asked over my shoulder.

"I'll eat anything you put in front of me," he replied.

"I wish," I muttered under my breath.

*****

I managed to control my lusty horny incest thoughts all through dinner and
through some evening television viewing. We caught up on hometown news, and
chatted about other everyday things. We were just a regular father and son
hanging out, and I was enjoying our time together. I was disappointed to
see it come to an end.

"Well, I don't know about you," Dad finally said, "but I think it's time
for me to hit the hay."

"Oh," I said lamely. It wasn't that I was disappointed that the evening was
over; it was that I suddenly realized the state in which Charlie, Harry,
and I had left the guest room bed.

"You can stay up if you want, but I'm beat," Dad said. "I think I can find
my way to the guest room."

"Well, that's the thing, Dad. The guest room is a bit of a mess. I had some
friends over, and I haven't cleaned up after them yet."

"No problem. I'm not obsessive-compulsive or anything," Dad laughed.

"The sheets really need to be cleaned, and I don't have any spares to put
on for the night."

"Then I guess I'll just have to bunk with you."

"Or I could throw the guest sheets in the wash," I quickly offered as an
alternate.

"There's no way I'm staying up for a complete wash-and-dry cycle," Dad
laughed again.

"Okay, you have my bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Damn, I didn't know I raised such a prude," Dad replied. "Isn't your bed
big enough for two grown men?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Well, then let's quit pussyfooting around and get to bed. I'm like the
walking dead here."

*****

I stood at my bathroom sink and tried to catch my breath. I was feeling as
nervous as a bride on the first night of her honeymoon. I finished brushing
my teeth. I checked my pajamas to make sure nothing was accidentally
hanging out the front. More important, I tried to control my incest
thoughts so nothing was STICKING out the front. They were my best
pajamas--blue-and-white cotton pinstripes. I hardly ever wore pajamas, but
I figured they were absolutely necessary that night. I took a final deep
breath and headed out to the bedroom.

Dad was sitting up in bed with the sheets pulled up over his waist. I
paused at the sight of his hairy, tanned chest. My mouth went dry and then
was quickly flooded with saliva. "Nice PJs," he said.

"Thanks," I replied, quickly getting into bed beside him before he saw my
cock was beginning to stiffen up and tent the pajama bottoms. "You forgot
yours?"

"I always sleep au naturale when I can," he replied, using probably the
only French he knew. "That's not a problem is it? I can put my shorts back
on."

"No, that's fine, Dad. You should be comfortable. Good night," I added
quickly and turned off the light.

"Night, Son," he said as I rolled onto my side, facing away from him. I
could feel the mattress shifting as he got comfortable for the night.

I laid there for what seemed like an eternity, although it didn't take long
for Dad's breathing to settle into a slow, deep rhythm. I reached into my
pajamas and played with my hard cock for a little while, and then I told
myself to behave. I pulled my hand out and gave it a good sniff. I even
gave it a lick to see if there was any precum. There was definitely the
flavor, but not enough to satisfy.

I tried to distract myself with random thoughts, but I kept coming back to
the fact that I was in bed with my naked dad. In spite of everything, I
somehow finally managed to drift off.

*****

Was I dreaming? For a moment, I wasn't sure as I drifted into conscious
later in the night. I could feel my dad spooned up against me. I could feel
his hard cock pressing against the seat of my pajamas. And what's more, I
could feel his hand snaking under the bottom of my pajama tops and up
across my stomach.

I struggled to maintain a shallow, constant breathing rate, but it wasn't
easy. My skin felt like it was on fire under his hand. I could feel his
bristly cheek rubbing against the back of my neck. My cock popped instantly
rock hard and began to throb. This was no dream! But it was definitely a
fantasy!

Dad moaned, and I felt him gently humping his daddy hardon against me. I
didn't know what to do. Was he really asleep? Was he having a wetdream? Was
he aware that he was humping his own son's ass? So many questions were
racing through my horny, panicked brain.

Dad continued to moan softly as his humping became more urgent. I felt his
hand sliding down over my stomach. As it reached the waistband of my
pajamas, I gave a sleepy groan and shifted my position just enough to block
his hand from finding my hard dick. Without even a moment's pause, Dad's
hand changed course and took the heat back up over my stomach.

I just tried to relax and enjoy the feeling of my own dad's cock rubbing
against my ass, even though my pajamas created a barrier between our
flesh. I couldn't help wishing that I'd told dad that I preferred to sleep
in the nude too. I was so close to my ultimate fantasy, but so far.

Suddenly, Dad's hand tensed and he lifted it away from my stomach, but not
enough so that I didn't still feel the heat. He slid his cock against me a
few more times and then froze. He let out an almost silent moan, and I
could feel his cock pulsing against me.

I waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, Dad's hand relaxed gently
against my stomach, he spooned up tight against me, and nuzzled the back of
my neck again. I could feel the wet cum seeping into the seat of my pajamas
as Dad's breathing settled back into its steady, slow rhythm.

What the fuck???!!!!

*****

When I woke up again, I was alone in bed. I looked at the bedside clock. It
was early, but not too early. I reached back to feel my butt and found that
my pajama seat was stiff with dried cum. It definitely hadn't been a
dream. I quickly stripped of my pajama bottoms and started sucking on the
dried cum. My saliva rejuvenated it, and in no time, I was tasting my own
dad's cum for the first time. I sucked and sucked and sucked on those
pajamas until I couldn't taste anything more.

Finally, I admitted that there was no more to be had. I got up and put the
pajama bottoms back on. I threw on my bathrobe and headed off to find my
dad, who turned out to be fully dressed and in the kitchen making
breakfast.

"You're up early," I observed.

"Yeah, and I'm starving," he replied.

"Didn't you sleep well?" I asked.

"Like a log. I haven't slept so soundly in a long time."

"Glad to hear it," I replied. I was both relieved and disappointed that he
apparently didn't remember humping me in the night and shooting cum on me.

"You hungry?" he asked.

"I am," I said, "but I need to run over to the neighbor's house for a few
minutes."

"This early?"

"I promised to help him with something first thing this morning before he
leaves to join his wife at her sister's place for the long weekend."

"In your pajamas and bathrobe?" he laughed.

"It's a casual neighborhood," I laughed. "I won't be long."

"Well, I'll eat mine and make you more when you get back."

"Thanks." I replied as I left the kitchen.

*****

I rang Tommy's doorbell over and over and over again. Finally, looking like
he was still half asleep, Tommy opened the door. "What is it? Is your house
on fire?"

"No," I said, "but my ass is. I need you to fuck me right now, Dad."

"Okay, Son," he laughed, waking up to the thought. "Better come in then."

*****

When Tommy had me bent over the back of his sofa and was fucking me fast
and hard, I told him all about the previous evening's encounter with the
Potts twins and about Dad's nighttime emission.

"Oh, that's fucking hot, Son," Tommy grunted as he rammed his meat into me
repeatedly.

"Harder, Dad, harder. I want your cum in me this time, not on me."

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna fill this sweet ass of yours with daddy cum, Son,"
Tommy panted.

"Yes, Dad, yes, yes, yes," I grunted with every thrust of Tommy's cock into
me. I would never tell Tommy, but with my eyes closed, I was imagining my
own dad fucking his cock into me and not just humping me in his
sleep. "Fuck your boy. Fuck your boy's ass, Dad!" I yelled.

"I'm gonna cum, Mikey," Tommy finally groaned. "I'M GONNA CUM!"

"Oh god yes, Dad, that's what I want. FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!"

"MIKEY! MIKEY! OH, MIKEY!" Tommy grunted with hard slamming thrusts. "TAKE
MY DADDY CUM!"

"YOU'RE FUCKING THE CUM OUT OF ME!" I yelled.

"FUCK YEAH!" Tommy roared, slamming his cock into me and unleashing a flood
of hot cum into my ass.

"OH YEAH!" I groaned as I felt his cock pulsing inside of me and my own
cock began to spew cum all over the back of the sofa. "Fill me, Daddy," I
moaned.

Tommy finally let out a huge exhale of breath and collapsed forward on my
back. "Damn, you're one hot morning fuck, Son," he whispered in my ear.

"Thanks, Dad," I panted. "You don't know how bad I really needed this one."

"My pleasure," Tommy laughed. "Any time."

*****

Dad was just finishing his breakfast when I got back home. "That was fast,"
he observed.

"I guess it was," I replied, clenching my ass cheeks to stop Tommy's cum
from leaking out of me.

"What was it that needed to be taken care of so early in the morning?"

"Just snaking out a drain. It couldn't wait all weekend."

"Well, if it had to be done, it had to be done. I hope he knows how good a
neighbor you are."

"I'm pretty sure he does," I laughed.

"That's good. Now, sit down while I fix you some breakfast. Gotta earn my
room and board," he laughed.

I could feel my ass losing the battle with Tommy's cum, so I said, "You go
ahead and fix it while I go take a quick shower and get dressed."

"How do you like your sausages these days?" Dad asked.

"Big and juicy," I replied without thinking.

"Coming right up," Dad replied without a pause.

I could feel my cock stirring again and made a hasty exit. This was
definitely going to be a long weekend!


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