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twisted-talez: “You gotta hot pussy on you, boy,” he grunted while looking down at his thick bear cock gliding in and out of my hole. “My son know you take dick like this?” he asked. “No, sir,” I exhaled breathlessly as I massaged his hairy chest. “Kent doesn’t know I like cock.” That would soon change. “Come party with us tonight, bro,” Kent had texted me earlier that day. “My dad will be here, but he doesn’t give a shit what we do,” he added. I was home from college for the summer and had run into Kent in town the day before. We had gone to high school together, but didn’t travel in the same circles. Kent was a stud and a jock, and I was, well … not that. When I left for college, Kent stayed in town and worked in his dad’s auto shop. In high school, Kent’s parties were legendary. Kent’s mom was not in the picture, and his dad didn’t give a fuck what Kent did at home. I was a straight-laced kid in high school and never went to Kent’s parties, but now I was ready to make up for lost time. “Sure, man. I’ll come by tonight,” I replied to Kent’s text.Kent and his dad lived in an old farmhouse on the outskirts of town. I was surprised to see just one other car parked in the drive when I arrived. “Come on in, bro,” Kent greeted from inside the screen door as I climbed the steps to the porch. Kent was even hotter than he’d been in high school. He had put on more muscle, and he was sporting a trim beard that looked hot as fuck on him. An older, bearded, hairy bear suddenly emerged shirtless from the kitchen carrying a bag of Doritos and a six-pack of beer. “This is my dad,” Kent introduced, “but he’s gonna be upstairs tonight.” Kent’s dad grunted an unintelligible greeting in my direction and then headed upstairs with his beer and snacks.“So where is everyone?” I asked while looking around and spotting just one girl sitting on the couch. “It’s just gonna be us three tonight,” Kent shrugged. “Seems like everyone is up at the lake this weekend.” I was sorely bummed that there wouldn’t be a real party, just me and Kent with some slutty-looking bitch. “She your girlfriend?” I asked. The bitch giggled as she and Kent shared a knowing look. She already looked drunk. “Not exactly,” Kent explained. “Kara is actually Trevor’s girlfriend.” Kara giggled again and said, “Yeah, Trevor’s at the lake. But don’t tell him I’m here.” Fucking slut.Kent tossed me a tepid can of beer and then cued up The Walking Dead on Netflix. Jesus, this night was turning out to be a bust. It only got worse when I looked over about ten minutes later and discovered Kent and Kara making out next to me on the couch. His hands were on her big tits and she was on top of him, grinding on his cock through his athletic shorts. Kent winked at me as she stuck her tongue in his ear. I turned my attention back to the TV, but then suddenly heard the unmistakable, wet sound of cock sucking. I looked back over, and Kara had Kent’s big cock down her throat. “She sucks dick like a pro,” Kent said to me as Kara gave a muffled giggle with his cock down her throat. Don’t get me wrong, watching Kent getting his big dick sucked was hot as fuck. But I wanted to be the one sucking him off.After a few minutes of choking on his cock, Kara began to slide down her panties from under her skirt. She then raised herself up to Kent’s ear and whispered something I couldn’t hear. “Hey, bro,” Kent began apologetically, “Kara doesn’t want you to watch us fucking. Why don’t you go upstairs to my room? There’s a PlayStation up there.” I wanted to leave altogether, but I didn’t want to make a big deal about things. I wanted Kent to like me and invite me back for another party, a real party. “Sure, man. No prob,” I acquiesced. As I climbed the stairs up to Kent’s room, I heard Kara moaning, “God, your big cock feels so good in my pussy.” Bitch.I heard more moaning upon reaching the top of the stairs, but not from Kara this time. The door to Kent’s dad’s room was ajar, and I could clearly see his dad naked on the bed and jacking to porn. Though no one back home knew it yet, I had started taking cock in college. And I had discovered that I have an affinity for getting my ass railed by hairy guys. Thus, I stood transfixed at his door as I watched Kent’s hairy-as-fuck dad jacking his big, thick, bear cock. “You wanna watch some porn with me, boy?” a deep, gravely voice suddenly came from the room. Fuck. He had seen me standing there. I nodded as I pushed my way into the room. “Come on, boy. Strip down and get on this bed with me,” Kent’s dad directed. I dutifully obeyed with my eyes fixed on his big, hairy cock. “You want this big dick?” he asked. I nodded as I began to climb on top of him. “No, faggot,” he barked. “I want to be on top. Now lie back and open your legs for me.” Kent’s dad quickly pushed my legs to my chest as he spit on his cock. “FUCK,” I screamed as he impaled me with one, quick thrust. “Yeah, faggot. Take this fuckin’ cock,” he grunted. Jesus, it hurt. But, fuck, it felt so good. Kent’s dad wasted no time in jackhammering my hole. He was ripping at my insides, and I was relieved when he spit on his cock some more, easing the friction.“You gotta hot pussy on you, boy,” he grunted while looking down at his thick bear cock gliding in and out of my hole. “My son know you take dick like this?” he asked. “No, sir,” I exhaled breathlessly as I massaged his hairy chest. “Kent doesn’t know I like cock.” Kent’s dad then looked over his shoulder. “I think he knows now,” he laughed. Standing in the doorway was Kent, shirtless and in just his athletic shorts. Kent’s muscled chest was hairy, but he wasn’t yet as hairy as his dad. “Yeah, Dad,” Kent bellowed. “Fuck that faggot’s hole.” I froze as Kent’s dad continued to pummel me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Not only had Kent caught me getting fucked by his dad, he was actually encouraging it. “I’m gettin’ close,” Kent’s dad grunted. “You wanna breed this faggot when I’m done?” Kent instantly pulled his big cock out of his shorts and replied, “Fuck yeah, Dad. I just dropped a load in that bitch downstairs, but I got more in me for this faggot.” Instantly, Kent’s dad growled, “OH FUCK … I’m about to nut … Aww, SHIT … Yeah, take my cum, you dirty faggot.” Sweat was dripping off his hairy body and onto me as his body convulsed and his balls finished emptying inside me. Before I could catch my breath, Kent’s dad rolled off me and Kent was suddenly on top of me, pushing his big dick into my used, cummy hole. “Fuck, Dad,” Kent growled. “You left a big fuckin’ load up in there for me.” Kent’s dad stood up and got behind Kent, massaging his shoulders and encouraging him as he pummeled my wet hole. “Yeah, son. You like feeling your dad’s cum all over your dick while you fuck that faggot?” Kent’s dad bellowed. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought I would get tagged by a father and his son. The thought of having both their cum inside me, mingled together, was a huge turn on. I didn’t have to wait long for it. “OH FUCK,” Kent cried out. “I’m about to bust.” Kent gave me one last, deep thrust before I could feel his cock spurting inside me. “Jesus Christ, you’ve got a hot ass,” he muttered as he collapsed upon me. Kent stayed inside me for several minutes while his dad rubbed his back and whispered, “That’s my boy. You showed that faggot how a real man fucks.”“Where’s Kara?” I asked Kent as he finally raised himself up and pulled out of me. “She’s passed out on the couch,” he laughed while stuffing his wet cock back into his athletic shorts. “I’m gonna wake her up and fuck her again before I send her home. You wanna watch this time?” he offered. “Fuck no,” Kent’s dad interrupted before I could respond. “This faggot is staying up here with me. I got more cum in these hairy balls for him. Plan on staying the night, boy.”Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link