Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2015 19:11:14 -0500
From: Bob Roberts <bobroberts0009@gmail.com>
Subject: Two Dads and Their Son, Part IV

This story is total fiction, loosely inspired by bits of real events that
have happened in my life.  It involves a 12-year-old willingly initiating
sex with his two dads.  If that bothers you, or if you should not be
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Part IV:

Understandably, we all finished our errands in record speed.  I got the
groceries, stocked up on smokes, and then started paying bills.  Steve and
Rob did a few chores around the house and then headed out for haircuts.

I beat my guys home.  When I heard Steve's car, I moved to the window to
check out the haircuts as the guys came in.  Goddamn!  Matching buzzcuts,
both of them looking like total studs. Steve's cut was accentuated by a
thick reddish blonde stubble, even though he'd just shaved a few hours
before.  Rob and Steve were talking and laughing and flirting, oblivious to
my watching eyes.  Rob was wearing one of Steve's G-Shocks, turning me on
even more.

I heard a joint "We're home Bob/Dad" as they came in the door. By the time
I made it around to greet them, they were already in each other's arms.
Furiously kissing, hands in each other's pants and shirts. I just stood
back and watched the white-hot dad/son show.

Their making out continued for another minute or two, shoving each other
into the walls with lips and bodies united tight.  Steve then broke the
kiss and pushed Rob around to face the wall.  So horned up he couldn't even
make it five feet into the house, Steve was ready to take the remainder of
our boy's virginity NOW.  Slamming Rob's pants down to his knees, Steve
dropped load after load of spit into his hand and then rubbed it onto his
fat cock and our son's hole.  "That's it, kid," he panted, "I'm going in
there."  Rob had to be nervous but he masked it well.  "I'm ready, Dad.
Just go easy."  I still stood back, slowly rubbing my own hard meat.  Very
slowly, in fact.  My next load wasn't going anywhere until I had the chance
to deposit it deep in that tight little 12-year-old ass.

Steve gently massaged the door to our kid's fuckchute while gliding his
thick rod up and down Rob's crack.  He then teased the boy's hole with his
monster of a mushroom head, just barely breaking through but going slightly
further with each soft thrust.  Rob tensed and gasped at every deepening
intrusion.  Soon Steve's whole head, and probably an inch of his shaft, had
made its way inside.  Embracing our boy tightly but lovingly, Steve gently
drove his cock in and out, progressing gradually deeper with each thrust.
Rob and I jacked our cocks in unison, each of us getting off in our own way
on Steve's boyfucking.  Rob's grimaces and panting showed both his pleasure
and his determination to hide any discomfort that he was still feeling.

Steve's grasp on our boy intensified, as did his plunging into the tight
virgin hole.  Then with one hard thrust the fat dadcock went balls-deep
into its target, sending both sets of eyes rolling back in their heads.
How Steve had lasted that long without cumming, his cock wrapped tightly by
a 12-year-old's unfucked ass - I have no idea.  But the familiar look on
Steve's face told me things weren't going to last much longer.  I've been
fucked by the man enough times to know when a big load is getting ready to
blow.  Sure enough, I then heard Steve apologetically whisper, "Sorry, kid,
I love you but I've been as gentle as I can be."  He dropped his tight
grasp down to Rob's hips, holding on as he furiously deepfucked our boy -
pulling almost all the way out and then driving his pole deep back into the
tight boyrectum, over and over again.  From my angle, and with their fresh
buzzcuts, it looked like a sergeant breeding the hell out of a very young
private.  Rob, face pressed against the wall, looked back at me.  I stopped
my jacking long enough to give him a thumbs up.  The hungry smile I got in
return, naughty and innocent all-in-one, was almost enough to pull my
raging load out of me before I was ready.

Steve's moans rose and rose as he bred our boy rougher than either of us
had intended to do.  "Fuck, boy, goddamn fuckin ... AAAAUUUGGGHHH."  Load
after load of dad semen drilled in deep.  Steve's full weight fell onto the
boy when the spurts of cum finally stopped.

Rob's still a newbie to fucking, but he knew when Steve was done.  Rob
squirmed his ass free of the dadcock that had just roughfucked away the
last of his virginity.  Turning, he grabbed Steve's arm and pulled him into
the next room.  "Alright, Dad, you got what you want.  My turn now!"  Rob
pushed Steve over the arm of the couch and madly lubed up his own boycock
with spit just like he'd seen his dad do.  With no hesitation at all, Rob
planted his 4.5 inches fully into the ass of the man who'd just bred him.
Holding down Steve's back with one arm, our fuckstud furiously revenge-bred
his father.  The kid's freshly-buzzed head was flushed with whatever blood
wasn't filling up his boypole.  "You think you were rough, Dad - check this
out!"  Rob fuckin SLAMMED his cock in an out of Steve's hole, clearly proud
of himself for taking a cock but now happy to be back in what was obviously
his preferred role - an aggressive, relentless, 12-year-old top.  "THIS is
what hard fucking feels like, Dad!  Gonna make you think twice about doing
me that hard next time!"

The show was both hot as hell and a bit funny.  Rob clearly didn't realize
that his thin 4.5" meat didn't hurt nearly as bad as Steve much thicker
cock with its enormous mushroom head.  Still, the self-confidence coming
out of our dadfucker was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen.  I
continued softly handling my own cock, patiently waiting my turn and firing
up a Marlboro as I stroked.  Rob, still furiously plowing his revenge fuck
as far and hard into his dad as possible, heard the click of the lighter
and motioned for me to share.

I walked over directly behind my son and grabbed his hips, gliding my dick
up and down his asscrack in rhythm with his own increasing fuck speed.  I
reached around and placed the Marlboro between my son's lips, sending him
over the edge.  "Oh, goddamn!  Oh, goddamn!!," Rob spat out through thick
clouds of smoke. "You got a man fuckin you, Dad.  You feel that?  That's a
man fuckin you, Dad!!!  Here it fuckin comes, man.  Here's what you get for
doing me that rough. This fuckin cumload ...  AAAAAAW
FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!"  Proudly I watched my son's thin, tense frame
release yet another cumload.  I held him as what must have been six or more
spurts exploded from his tiny nuts.  When finally spent, Rob collapsed onto
Steve just as Steve had done to him, driving his cock balls-deep to feel
the tight afterglow of his dad's ass.

I reached back around my kid, taking the Marlboro from his lips and
returning it to my own.  I looked down at his small, soft, freshly-fucked
ass and found my hard-on pointing to exactly the same place.  Some of
Steve's seed was visible around Rob's asshole, but I knew most of it was
still inside.  "Good," I thought, "that little hole is well-lubed and it's
gonna need it."  I made that kid and, truth be told, I'd been waiting years
to fuck him.  It's time, and I'm going in.

To be continued ...