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Conner was laid out in a daze, he?d just had his cock fucked by this man, he couldn?t wrap his head about it. He?d never even considered if that was possible and felt strange about the realization that his dick was so small he could get off like that. He?d pushed his hard rod in his body once or twice, but never tried to see if he could nut like that. At the same time, he liked it, he couldn?t put his finger on why but everything about this man joining them had excited him, from the man?s teasing of his size to the feeling of his little cock getting dominated.
?You want to feel a real man?s cock in you boy?? Michael said.
Conner snapped back at the man"s words, turned towards the man looming over his boy.
Benji nodded.
For a moment Conner thought to stop him, he had never felt something as tight as his son?s hole and was loathe to have him loosened up. But he was committed to giving his boy as much autonomy through their play as possible. The only way he could justify what they were doing to himself was by focusing on the fact that he wasn?t forcing Benji. If the boy was assenting to this than Conner was on board as well.
Michael lined his long thin cock up with Benji?s son?s hole. Conner thought he?d never seen a weapon look more threatening than that man?s cock did lined up to penetrate his son. Slowly, Michael pressed in Conner?s boy. Benji grit his teeth and winced, and gripped the thick blanket of the bed tightly, but Conner noted with an odd pride his son didn?t cry out.
?How?s it feel boy??
?It hurts,? Benji moaned, ?You feel so big.?
?Fuck yeah boy, closest you?ll get to having a real man?s cock is having one in you. You like it taking my big cock??
?It feels weird.?
Michael nodded and rubbed at the boy?s groin, the boy?s kurtköy escort little cock had rapidly softened as Michael had penetrated him. Benji writhed under his hand, impaled on the man?s cock. Conner moved beside his boy, held him as he took the man?s big rod.
?You want to stop buddy.?
Benji could only wordlessly shake his head in the negative.
Conner watched on as the man slowly fucked his son. Michael?s mouth had fallen slightly open, his eyes were glazed over with lust. Conner felt a small pang of jealousy at the man?s stamina, he?d been riding benji?s ass for a few minutes and Conner had never been able to last for more than two with penatrative sex of any kind, and the intamacy and lewdness of being in his own son always had him busting even quicker than usual.
Slowly, over a few more minutes, Michael?s thrusting picked up speed. Conner felt Benji?s tight body relax in his arms as he fully submitted to the man riding him. Benji, who had so far managed to remain quiet, let out a soft ?oh? and started to moan uncontrollably as his limp prick swelled and stiffened, pointing up to his face with its familiar curve.
?Do you feel that boy?? Michael said.
?Uh hu? Benji gasped.
The boy?s moan?s quickened, turned into tense yelps of pleasure. Conner felt his son?s hand snap to his firm belly and his fingers dig into his father?s flesh. Benji repeated ?dad? breathlessly, asking an unfinished question.
And the boy shot, his clear load bigger than Conner had ever seen in, shooting far enough that it squirted over his own head on the first two volley?s.
And Michael didn?t let up.
?Oh god,? The man groaned, ?Oh fuck, thats? I?ve never felt anything so tight boy, grip that cock with your boy pussy, holly shit it feels like your gonna squeeze it off.?
Benji was beyond responding, his tight belly was spasming, his eyes rolled up firmly to the back of his head, his mouth agape. By the time the boy was coming back to his senses he already felt the next orgasm starting.
?No, oh no,? The boy mewled.
?Do you wanna stop?? Conner asked.
?Don?t stop, just-? Benji was cut off in his own response with a pathetic aydıntepe escort squeak as his cock twitched and a still impressive but smaller load shot from his little rod. The boy was overcome with another orgsam of nearly seizure-like proportions.
Michael slowed down, pumping into Benji slowly for another few minutes. This time as the feeling built in Benji he wasn?t fighting it. Crying out breathless yeses as he writhed on the man?s dick.
He didn?t shoot, but his little cock started to pour pre out like a faucet. His little cock was so stiff his hood had fully retracted and twitched, oozing his clear youthful ejaculate for two minutes before it was reduced to twitching dry. Michael had truly drained the boy of everything he had.
With a wicked grin Michael started pounding faster into the boy. Benji bucked wildly on the man, stomach convulsing, cock twitching, and twisted his leg from around the man, planting it squarely on the man?s firm gut, kicking himself clear from the sensations the man was giving him, laying completely limp on his back, his only movement the heaving of his stomach as he tried to catch his breath.
Michael?s long thin rod stood rock hard from his body. He looked at the boy for a moment and shifted over to Conner without missing a beat. He lifted the man?s legs up, spit on Conner?s hole and rammed his cock in.
?Fuck!? Conner cried out as the man penetrated him. Conner wondered how his boy could have possibly taken this man?s cock without screaming. Michael was on edge from being in Conner?s son and before Conner could start to appreciate the feeling in him he felt the thick rod twitching in him as Michael let out a long roar. Conner noted that he didn?t feel the flood of cum from the man?s cumming cock like he would with his son.
Michael pulled out and Conner let out a final yelp.
Benji was out cold, breathing steadily, fast asleep.
?You want a drink before you head back out?? Conner asked shakily.
?Sure.? Michael said with a grin.
Night had fallen by the time Conner had related the full story of his and his son?s relationship to Michael. A third of the bottle of whiskey was gone, the men sat naked tuzla içmeler escort on the couch in front of the fire. Conner?s red hair glinting in the incandescent lighting of the cabin and the flickering fire light of the iron stove in gentle contrast to Michaels dirty blonde hair.
Michael had listened on with hardly a word until Conner had caught himself up to their text conversations about meeting today, the acquisition of Michaels records of his last STD check, and his arrival at their cabin.
?You bottom for your son?? Michael asked
?Yeah, I love it, I feel so close to him when he?s on top, so proud.?
?Never heard of a dad so stoked on taking his own boy?s dick.? Michael smiled, ?Though you strike me as a little submissive in bed I?m not too surprised.?
?I was a little surprised how eager I was to do what you said honestly.?
?You wanted to submit to this monster,? Michael laughed, lifting and flopping his average package down, ?I?ve seen it with lot?s of guy?s packing like boys. You?ve got the perspective to see what I?ve got as something you"re missing. Your boy on the other hand doesn?t come across that way.?
?He?s smaller than me.? Conner said.
?No, no, I don?t mean to say it?s all about size. You saw the way he wouldn?t let himself be degraded, he slugged me when I tried to make him choke on my cock, kicked me off of him when he?d had enough of my rod in him. Little fucker never gave up control, wouldn?t even allow himself to cry out in pain. It was pretty cute to be honest,? Michael rubbed his abdomen, ?I?m leaving tonight with a bruise, your boy is definitely open minded with sex but he?s no fag.?
?You saying I am?? Conner grinned.
?Well you?re a stud by definition, you made that beauty lying in your bed right now,? Michael playfully pushed Conner?s shoulder, ?but you also didn?t really protest when I fucked your dink up into your balls.?
?I can?t believe I shot like that.? Conner laughed, blushing.
?I should get back to my own cabin dude, little guy wore me out. I?ll swing by tomorrow on my way out. I?ve got some witch hazel wipes I think you or your boy might need. Doesn?t seem like he bled or anything but he?s gotta be worn out after that.?
Conner nodded, pulled on his briefs as the man dressed.
At the door Michael pulled Conner into a kiss, shoving his hand down Conner?s briefs, fondling his little rod, and walk off to the cabins to the north.