Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: N/A
My dad and I never got along since he had always been an asshole towards me. I knew that he hadn’t really wanted children but my mom tricked him into having me. They never got married which gave my dad the chance to fuck as many women as he could. They both fell into the booze and drugs scene when I was in high school and he always verbally and emotionally abused me. Going away to college was the best thing since I got away from my parents but I managed to be just like my dear old dad, the regular pussy-hound. In that period, mom finally packed and moved away while he was left with the house and an assortment of dead-end jobs.
When I got into financial trouble, I moved in with dad since mom thought it best that I try to reconnect with him. It had been four months since I had moved back in and things were going pretty well between us. Dad had mellowed. Of course, if he tried that abuse shit again, I would’ve kicked him in the nuts. He had helped me get a job with the security company he was working for downtown. My father and his boss Arnie didn’t get along. Arnie was a lazy fuck who thought he could get away with anything. Purposely screwing around the work schedules and giving my dad inconsistent shifts, mainly nightshifts and graveyard. When my dad informed Arnie’s boss about it, shit came down the pipe. Arnie got a stern warning and that really made Arnie hate him even more. That was about the time I was hired and as my fucking luck would have it, Arnie’s boss brought in a supervisor named Dennis, who just happened to be an old high school enemy of mine. We fucked the same chicks back then, and we kept cock-blocking and trying to out-humiliate each other every chance we got. He thought I wanted to be just like him but he was too much of an asshole, like my dad. Dennis hated me even more after I managed to fuck the one girl he wanted to slide his dick into but didn’t.
I had been there for three months and Dennis was an even bigger dick than before when he boasted about his supervisor position and being my boss. I just made sure I stayed away from him.
My dad really just hung out with one of his co-workers, a guy called Peter whom he could trust and confide in. The other guys in our sector, Sean, Matt, Mike, Parm, Yul, Campbell and Miguel were all pricks in their twenties except for Kevin, your typical sex horn-dog 19-year old who trained and got the job at the same time as me and we were generally on day patrol together.
So, last year, Arnie, still single and loving it, was having his 30th birthday party. He invited the guys from our sector for a night of partying.
I was shocked when he invited me and dad as well.
The party started at a strip club. Me and dad were sitting front row center, best seats in the house while Dennis kept buying rounds of beers and shooters for everyone there. Watching all those strippers with their huge tits and all the lovely cunts winking at us it was hard not to get a chubby. My dad and I were going thru a sexual dry spell in the last few months so just the sight of a female nipple would make us hard.
By the third beer and fourth shooter, it wasn’t hard to notice me and my dad with boners in our pants. The guys cheered at that. Arnie then announced that we were leaving, which made dad and me mad since we wanted to see more pussy. Dennis winked and promised that everything would work out.
Within 15 minutes we were off to a sleazy run-down hotel bar drinking more shit. It didn’t take long for Arnie to introduce two sleezy-looking ladies to the group. One blonde with huge tits named Cindi and a brunette with an ass you could fuck for days called Zoe.
These two clung to me and dad like flies on shit. They both groped us and humped us along with rubbing our crotches which obviously gave us boners again. The guys noticed and cheered us on again as pops and I went to drain the lizard. When we both rejoined the party, Arnie had two fresh beers waiting for us. Dennis was whispering something into Cindi and Zoe’s ears. We had to chug our beers ’cause we were about to leave.
As we downed our beers in one full swoop, I noticed a certain off-taste to it that seemed strange. Then, we all left the bar with Cindi and Zoe and headed upstairs to a small scuzzy hotel room that Arnie had rented as the guys followed.
We all crowded into the muggy room that smelled like cigarette smoke, booze, sweat, sex and dried cum.
When birthday boy Arnie wanted to get the first lap dance, Dennis set up a large armchair in the middle of the room. By the end of their strip dance, the girls were wearing nothing but bras and panties. I was starting to sweat and could feel my cock tingling again. Arnie was hard but he wanted my father to take his place. The guys were chanting my dad’s name. There was no hesitation there for him to switch places. He threw off his coat and sat in the chair where Cindi and Zoe started grinding into him.
My dad looked like a fucked up horny monkey as he continued to lick his lips. Forcing him up off the chair, Cindi began to unbutton his shirt while Zoe took off his shoes and socks. You couldn’t help but see my dad’s obvious magnum aimed and ready in his pants. All the buddies cheered as I noticed Peter had a video-camera and was starting to film the whole scene.
The room felt very hot and humid. Sexually crude music provided by Uncle Luke/Snoop Dog and other typical rap/hip hop groups rhyming all about fucking hoes and hoes sucking dick was playing on a ghetto blaster that was on the side-table.
Then, both women unbuckled his belt, unzipped his black pants and took them off. Now, there was no mistaking it. My 45-year old dad had his boner pitching a tent in his dark blue briefs. He didn’t seem to care at all. He just looked like a crazed teenage sex fiend who licked his lips with anticipation.
Then the girls wanted my dad to take off their skimpy bras. Once he did, they allowed him to lick their tits if he held his hands behind his back. Nobody could look away and I felt a stiffness coming on as my dad continued his licking and sucking. I was covered in sweat. My clothes were beginning to stick to me. My heart was racing and I was feeling horny. It didn’t help watching dad flick his tongue over their nipples like a sex-crazed frog while his dick looked like it would rip through his underwear.
The girls then kneeled and looked at Arnie, who nodded back to them. Then the girls looked at themselves, smiled, and then proceeded to yank down his briefs. And there it was! I couldn’t believe it! My old man was standing completely naked with his fucking cock throbbing hard for everyone to see. The whole room erupted like a Stanley Cup win.
My father proudly flexed his muscles, looking like the ultimate stud.
“Holy shit Charles, you’re fuckin’ uncut?!!” Peter stated, completely shocked while he kept filming and zooming in.
“Of course he is, dick-slop,” Dennis answered. “He’s fuckin’ French, remember?”
I was stunned and speechless at these developments. It was like a car crash, you couldn’t look away. I had seen my dad’s boner before when I had accidentally caught him fucking a chick doggy-style in the middle of the living room but at this very moment it looked even more impressive.
Dad just stood there and smugly smirked at the guys, shrugging with the attitude of ‘Whatcha gonna do?’ with a long, thin tube of French meat twitching before him. I was impressed once again and could see by the length of his dick that he had beaten me in that department along with the extra-half inch on his foreskin but my uncut cock was thicker. The only thing we had in common (besides our uncircumcised units) was how much pubes we had around the base of our bones and how hairy our balls were but mine hung lower. Apparently, neither one of us had ever shaved down there.
“Jesus, Charles, you’re like fuckin’ Sasquatch down there!” Arnie quipped as the guys laughed.
Dad didn’t look embarrassed at all but when Cindi started playing with his balls and Zoe was licking his entire shaft slowly and thoroughly like a French vanilla ice cream cone, he couldn’t help but sport the biggest shit-grin of all time. His legs were also starting to buckle under the circumstances and his body flinched and quivered as he moaned and groaned. He kept raising a leg like a happy dog in heat as Zoe and Cindi took turns pulling on his ’nads and testicle hair which had my dad’s body jolting like electric currents were being unleashed into him.
They then told my dad to sit back on the chair. There, the girls got on their knees and each suckled a fuzzy nut. Now, with both of his hairy balls being licked and sucked on, my father looked like he was in sex heaven.
I noticed the other guys were trying to hide their erections and trying hard not to rub their crotches this early but they were all drooling over what was happening before them.
My heart was racing. My body was perspiring like a son-of-a-bitch and my hair and baseball cap were covered in sweat while still feeling drunk, horny and clammy. I also felt strange, like I was on drugs. I was trying to hide my own boner as my pants clung to me like second skin and my shirt was drenched with sweat underneath my coat.
“Okay, how many inches for this motherfucker?” Dennis asked with a tone of command and utter disgust.
Before my dad knew what was happening, Zoe bent her mouth over his excitedly eager cock and took his entire rod down her throat which had him gasping, “Hoooollllllly Shiiiiiiiiiiit!” He moaned uncontrollably.
Then, just as quickly, Zoe released his dick from her oral exam, turned to face Peter’s camera and revealed, “Eight inches!”
Everyone whistled as my dad’s shit-grin grew even wider.
All eyes were on Cindi and Zoe as they were now taking turns eating up his sausage and playing with his nut-sack.
Every one of my pores was covered in sweat. I couldn’t move. It was all surreal. I was transfixed as we all were watching my father getting fully serviced. I was still hard as a rock myself at this point and tried to move slowly to the back of the room hoping no one would notice. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, I moved a little quicker to the washroom as the ladies continued to lick my dad’s tool. But when I turned around, I was faced with Arnie’s chest and evil smile as he looked down at my engorged crotch.
“Hey Al, got wood?”
Arnie grabbed me strongly around the shoulders and turned me around so that everyone could see the erection in my pants.
“Hey Charles, your son just popped a wheely!” Arnie yelled out as he took off my jacket, revealing my sweat-stained shirt. The guys snickered.
Dennis laughed. “Watching your dad making you sweaty and horny, Al?”
“Fuck you, Dennis!” was all I could muster for a comeback.
Cindi and Zoe stopped playing with my dad’s equipment.
Arnie held a firm grip around my shoulders with one hand and started to unbutton my shirt with the other.
“Arnie, what…the fuck….are you doin’?” I asked confused.
Arnie just smiled mischievously and Dennis sneered as Kevin and Matt took off my shoes and socks and Parm brought out a second video camera.
I looked at Dennis. “What the fuck is going on, man?”
Dennis grabbed my sweaty baseball cap and threw it off as he grinned evilly, gestured to my groin and patted my shoulder. “You’ve got major bone, buddy. Now it’s time to use it!”
As Arnie got to the last button on my shirt and spread it open revealing my hairy chest, Cindi quickly moved towards me as she threw off my shirt and started feeling her fingers through my chest hair. “Shit, you’re fucking hairier than your dad! I love chest hair. It’s so fuckin’ hot! I can’t wait to see what you’ve got down there!” Down the golden, hairy treasure trail she went, from my belly button to the buckle on my belt. Taking full control, she yanked loose my belt and began to unzip my pants.
I looked over at my dad who had a frozen smirk on his face and was glued to what both Zoe and Cindi were doing, while all of the guys near me just gawked.
Looking at my dad with a “what the fuck?” look, I whispered a pointless “Dad?”, but he just devilishly stared back in absolute sexual lust and carnal desire, smirking even more.
As my pants fell around my ankles, my cock felt as hard as it had ever been and for a second, I thought I was going to bust a nut right there and then.
I quickly restrained myself as dad licked his lips in a crazed daze while continuously staring at my crotch and, as Cindi threw my pants to the side, his eyes bugged out as she finally pulled down my loose skivvies.
And now, there I was. Like my dad. Drunk, sweaty, horny, fucked up and now fuckin’ bare-ass naked with my proud piece of meat twitching in its hardness.
“Holy Shit! You really are his son! Fuckin’ Sasquatch Junior!” Arnie exclaimed as the whole room laughed and all eyes were on my exposed member which, for some strange reason, I didn’t even try to hide.
Time stood still. Even dad couldn’t seem to look away as I just stood there, arms at my side with all my fuckin’ junk hangin’ out. Hard and proud.
I couldn't believe it was all really happening. I was actually standing there in front of my dad, our bosses and fellow work buddies, with my hard cock and hairy balls unveiled for all to see! Everyone cheered!
I couldn’t help but casually shrug back and grin, just like my dad had done.
Cindi grabbed my pole and led me to where Mike had moved a second armchair next to my father, just one foot away from where Zoe was jacking the living shit out of my dad’s attentive dick.
I sat down next to pops and Zoe stopped yanking on my old man’s joystick to look what Cindi was gonna do.
Peter and Parm were literally standing over us from behind the chairs to film, while the rest of the guys were moving closer to see the action.
“Looks like your thicker than your father, too,” Cindi commented happily.
“Yeah, but how many inches for fuck-face junior?” Dennis leaned in close and sneered while Parm kneeled down and was zooming in, commenting, “Looks like Charles is gonna win in the inches race.”
“But Al’s got a thicker prick!” Peter added, which gave my ego a boost.
Cindi deep-throated me resulting in a gasp, “Holy Motherfuckers!”
I turned to my dad who was staring intently while Cindi went full-on and took my whole package. I could sense her spit coating my dick.
Then, Cheryl let my cock breathe. “Six inches!”
“Whoa, a two-inch difference,” Kevin stated.
“Alright ladies, whenever you’re ready,” Dennis said.
I quickly faced my dad as Zoe was slowly enveloping his aching pole down her throat, making him groan with ecstasy, while Cindi started using her teeth and tongue on my French hoody which drove me crazy.
Soon, she was licking and gobbling up my whole shaft. The feeling was amazing. Her mouth was giving my fuck-stick a workout. All I was aiming for at that point was for the girls to finally slurp on me and dad’s liquefied dopeness.
The guys were standing around just watching and giving us the thumbs-up, while me and my father continued to get the best fucking hummers of our lives. Then Zoe proceeded to pull up my dad’s foreskin creating a funnel so that when she drooled her spit into it, it lubricated his headpiece without any spittle being lost or wasted. He groaned. He couldn’t stop flinching.
Cindi proceeded to lick my hairy balls which had me yelping like a dog. Peter and Parm were kneeling close to us with the video-cam so that they didn’t miss anything.
Then Dennis wanted Zoe and Cindi to switch places. Zoe didn’t even hesitate in eating up my beefsteak, while Cindi went balls-deep on my old man, who gasped, “Holy Fucking Christ!!!!”
He grunted loudly as the guys couldn’t help but snicker. He and I were covered in sweat. Time didn’t exist as I watched the guys watching us.
They were practically drooling and were all sporting stiffy’s, except Dennis.
“Okay, time for you two fore-skinned cunts to do some work. Fuck their faces!” Arnie commanded to me and my father.
Within seconds, dad and I had these bitches by the hair and having them take every inch of our man-hoods. We pounded into them like no tomorrow. Zoe’s mouth was like the perfect fit around my fuck-tool. She then closed her mouth tightly around my pole so that it got harder and tougher to slam into her throat. Cindi seemed to be doing the same with dad since he was having a difficult time shoving his pussy plunger into her mouth. But it actually got me harder because every time I shoved my choad into her my foreskin would automatically push back, allowing my exposed and sensitive crown to be touching her throat and getting coated with her spit. I had the feeling that dad’s dick was probably doing the exact same thing.
Within minutes, my dad garbled something about cumming and suddenly Cindi and Zoe let our gob-covered dicks breathe.
Dad looked like he was about to lose it as he jolted and flinched.
Dennis moved in close to him. “Hey, don’t even think of losin’ your fuckin’ load just yet, Charles! We've just begun!”
“I think it may be too late,” Peter giggled as he zoomed in on my dad’s tool.
Suddenly, all eyes were on my father’s twitching meat. He tried to control his jolting spasms as he turned to face me with humiliated embarrassment.
Then, like some fucked up sex dream, I watched in dread and fascination, as the first squirt emerged through his foreskin. The first drops of spunk dribbled down his quivering cock.
Cindi then grabbed his bone with both hands and slowly pulled down his foreskin, allowing everyone to clearly see his purple crown in all it’s glory.
Everyone howled and watched as rivulets of his nut cream were slowly oozing out of his ol’ one eye and dripping down his thin eight-inch shaft.
Dad looked at Dennis and Arnie. His face seemed to be like a child
caught masturbating by his parents. “This is nothing guys, honest, it’s just the pre-shit stuff! I’ve got tons more, I swear!”
Cindi then took the opportunity to lick his cum-covered cock up to the point where she licked his entire headpiece, which had him whimpering like a helpless animal and his legs to spasm. But every time she caught an emerging squirt, another one took it’s place and my dad’s body jerked in sexual ecstasy. I couldn’t look away. It was like I was in a trance. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to see dad release some early leakage as more drops emerged from his piss-hole.
“Your spunk is nice and sweet!” Cindi complemented.
I caught my dad wink at her. “A lot of pineapple!”
Within seconds, Cindi and Zoe pulled me and dad off the chairs, so now we were both standing beside each other, still covered in sweat, horny as fuck and boners rigid as hell for Peter and Parm to film and for everyone else to bear witness to.
As Zoe and Cindi took our places on the armchairs, me and my dad’s jaws dropped when they spread their legs and showed us two lovely sides of snatch heaven.
Cindi’s cunt was a full bush of hair while Zoe had a nasty looking muff that I didn’t seem to mind. It somehow made my cock throb even more.
Dennis walked up to us and put an arm around me and dad’s shoulders. “Okay, this is what’s going to happen, boys. You can do anything you want to these lovely ladies, but, whatever you do to them, they will then do the same to you. Got it?”
To be honest, I only half-heard what he had said because having two skanky-looking pussies wink and smile at me made me think of nothing else. I was feeling a lotta love at this moment. My dad and I didn’t really give two fucks at that point. We were both hard and horny and pretty much in their control so we just looked at each other and nodded.
“So now it’s your turn. Lick their nasty little cunts!” Dennis commanded while sneering.
With all the co-workers drawing near to watch and Peter and Parm continuing to film with the camera, my dad didn’t hesitate for a fucking second as he took Zoe’s pussy beyond her handful of snatch forest.
And so, like father, like son, I kneeled down beside my dad and ploughed my face into Cindi’s barely-ever shaven cunt. I knew then why the girls hadn’t said anything or complained about how dad and I had never shaved our crotches. I started flickering my tongue so far up her clit like a sex-crazed lizard while my senses were heightened as I continued smelling some funky odours from Cindi’s box as it enveloping my nostrils. Both Cindi and Zoe were moaning as I tried to enjoy this moment like it was my last.
Sweat continued to envelope my head and body. Drops of it were falling over Cindi’s cunt and I could soon taste my own perspiration. Me and Cindi were now having our funky smells merging as I placed two fingers in her cunt. I felt a few drops from her as she squealed and moaned in ecstasy.
Then it was time for me and my dad to switch places.
Dad’s face was covered in sweat as was mine.
He thanked Zoe and before you knew it, we were at it again.
Getting my face near Zoe’s cunt got me as excited as anything.
I could smell my dad’s sweat and body odour on her but I just ignored it.
I tried to dig my tongue deeper into her clit but what I really wanted to do was stick all my fingers into her and give her the best finger-fuck of her life.
I lost all track of time again until I heard a loud clap.
“Okay, enough of that!” Arnie stated.
Me and my dad slowly took our faces off their cunts. Pops couldn’t help but lick his lips. “Thanks for that.”
“You two definitely have some bomb-ass pussy!” I added.
“Anytime,” Cindi commented.
“What now?” I asked.
“Why don’t you two...jack off for us,” Arnie suggested with an evil smile.
“Yeah, let’s see you two yank your French cocks. Who’s a righty and who’s a lefty,” Dennis added with a smug grin.
“What? No fuckin’ way, man,” was all I could say in confusion.
“Oh…well then I guess the party’s over.” Cindi said innocently and stood up.
“What, no wait…” my dad added quickly.
“Dad? Are you out of your fucking mind? They want us to pull our puds in front of everybody, do you want that?”
“Well, we’ve already gotten our dicks and balls sucked on and we’ve just licked some pretty awesome pussy. Don’t know about you but I’m not leavin’ till I’ve fuckin’ sprayed a few major loads!”
The room roared with support.
“Plus we’ll masturbate with you,” Zoe added with a wink and a smile.
With that, my dad took his place back on the armchair while the girls got on the floor facing pops and me.
“Oh, stop being a fuckin’ pussy, grab your cock and let’s get to jacking our roosters ’til we fuckin’ crow!”, my dad ordered. The guys cheered at that, leaving Kevin to utter loudly, “Slam!”
My dick felt like a cock of steel. A rod of infinite boner power.
Then, with slight trepidation and hesitation, I sat down next to my dad with my legs stretched out and faced Zoe.
The girls were already spread-eagled, so me and my old man could see their hairy clits again and squeezing their melon-sized tits. Dad moved quickly to the edge of the chair so that he made sure his toes were playing with Cindi’s as he got comfortable.
Then, with his right hand and me with my left, we began our mutual masturbatory session. I felt odd, having to jerk off next to my dad.
I knew instantly it was going to be difficult to hold back my juices once I saw the girls start fingering themselves off.
Again, it was too fucked to comprehend. All the guys’ eyes were bug-eyed as a father and son were now side-by-side tugging their shlongs together.
Dad and I couldn’t resist in stealing glances at each other, curious to see how we both choked our chickens. He seemed to like squeezing hard on his cock while yanking it forcefully forward ending with stretching his foreskin, nice and long as far as it would go, looking like he was plastic man and drilling for oil at the same time. I would rub my fore-skinned knob while intermittedly pull on my scrot and testicle hair along with tugging my tube.
Dad looked at me with a cocky grin, “How’s it hangin’, yo?”
“Oh, well, you know, dad, it’s just like any other day….you know, getting head together, lickin’ cunt together and now jacking off together. Yep, just another ordinary day beating the fuck out of my bone next to my horny dad. Oh, and yeah, man, I’m hangin’ hard and good, thanks for asking,” I responded with sarcasm while continuing to rub my head.
“We’re rockin’ out with our cocks out, son! Even if I do have more inches.”
“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing I got the fuckin’ thicker bone then, eh, dad?” I slammed back.
“And speaking of inches, not that I would ever want to interrupt your sweet, sentimental father-son jack-off bonding time.” Dennis interjected.
He came up close to my face. “So, Al, how does that make you feel, knowing that your dad’s got two inches on you? Inadequate?…Maybe you can’t measure up?”
“I’m feelin’ fuckin’ great, Dennis!” I snapped back, “You can clearly see that mine’s thicker. So, would you shut your hole and let me concentrate on jacking the shit out of my dick?”
I quickly noticed Dennis nod at the girls, which prompted the two of them to stop masturbating, get up and go to the washroom. “Hey, where you
goin’?” I asked, completely surprised.
“Shut the fuck up! Now, stand up and don’t stop wacking off!” Arnie ordered and we somewhat obeyed even though I was fucking annoyed.
All the guys continued to watch me and dad in our jerking session as Peter and Parm took the opportunity for more close-ups and that got my dad annoyed. “Do you really have to be fuckin’ filming us doing this?”
“Yes, Charles, it’s very important. It’s Security Private Party Policy.” Arnie stated. “We turn off the camera and the whole party’s done, and I know you and your son can’t wait to blow your loads all over this room and all over those bitches.”
My dad opened his mouth to respond but quickly closed it, realizing that, well, Arnie was actually right about that.
When the girls came back, they threw a gym bag over to Mike.
Arnie then clapped once and ordered, “Okay, hands off dicks!”
My dad and I stopped jacking our fore-skinned hammers.
At this point, there was no fucking reason to hide our respective cocks, so me and dad just had our arms at our sides.
Arnie then moved closer to my dad. “So, Charles, just out of….sick curiosity….what’s your favourite sexual position?”
My dad responded within a second, “Fuckin’ from behind, what else?”
The guys cheered and I was startled by how fast his response was.
“Good ’ole doggy-style, that’s my man!” Peter shouted approvingly as he hi-fived my dad.
“And you, Al?” Dennis asked.
I responded with smug confidence and a smirk, “Like father. Like son.”
The entire room erupted once again. Dad and I did an impromptu hi-five.
As retarded as this may sound, it felt cool, the ultimate. Learning that me and my old man shared the same first love of sexual positions.
I guess it was nice that we had more things in common, even if that meant they were all sexually related.
“Well, this is certainly your lucky day then!” Arnie exclaimed.
“Are you shittin’ me?” My father responded, his eight-incher twitching like the tail of an excited dog and looked at everyone like someone had told him he had just won the lottery and refused to believe it.
His hopes were answered when the girls got on all fours in front of us again. Cindi’s ass was sending signals to my throbbing dick like a homing beacon.
Cindi looked back at me. “You wanna do me doggy-style?”
I nodded back very quickly.
Zoe was positioning her sweet little ass in front of my dad. “And what about you, Charles? You wanna poke me in the ass and make me holler like a motherfucking little whore?”
My dad nodded back very quickly.
“Just remember, whatever you do to them, they do to you,” Dennis reminded us both.
Without even thinking for a fucking second, my dad and I just looked
at each other, then our primed beefs, then back at Dennis and nodded back very quickly. We kneeled in front of their hot little asses. Our bones still throbbing with no immediate signs of flaccidity any time soon.
I looked at Dennis, “So…. I guess….we get…cunt first?”
Dennis shook his head. “Ah, no. That wouldn’t be fair in the reciprocation process.”
My dad and I looked at each other in confusion.
Arnie stared at us like we were retards, “You’re both getting the asshole, you French fucks!”
A wide grin formed on my dad’s face like the Cheshire cat.
Before we knew it, Kevin was throwing us lube for me and pops.
Within minutes, we were both greasing their assholes.
I got caught up feeling like a sex fiend from a sick, perverted movie and when I glanced over at dad, he was already finger-fucking Zoe with two fingers in her asshole, followed by three and then four. I was falling behind and trying to catch up.
Both bitches were moaning uncontrollably as my fingers were getting lost in Cindi’s anal cavity. “No fisting!” She barked.
Looking at dad, he just shrugged. He was spreading her asshole wide open and drooling spit into it.
I lost all track of time again as my delirium had me examining Cindi’s hole.
Her sphincter was putting me in a trance as I spread her asshole and I managed to spit a few times in it, it was then dad suddenly got up.
“Okay, enough of this finger-fuck bullshit, gimme a fuckin’ rubber cause I’m goin’ in!” He bellowed.
He was gripping his shaft with one hand and fingering Zoe’s ass with the other.
“No rubbers!” Arnie stated. “You get to go in with no protection!”
Dad and I looked like we had been slapped! Three times!
“Yeah, your both gonna raw-dog some randoms! So get your fuckin’ French dinks ready for action!” Dennis added in triumph.
“But,” he continued with a warning inflection, “you’ve got to let us know before you reach that point of no return! You can’t shoot your fucking wads up their assholes, got it?”
No condoms? What a fuckin’ coup!
I got caught up watching dad prepare as he moved his hooded missile towards Zoe’s awaiting chocolate starfish. The guys were now sitting closer.
Then Dennis came up to us as Peter and Parm got close with the video-cam.
“No, no, no! If you two are gonna deliver some French sausage in the ass, you gotta do it together. At the same time!”
I looked over at my dad who looked somewhat irritated with me, which was a look I was all too familiar with growing up when he was a complete asshole. “Well, hurry the fuck up, bitch!” He barked like a platoon leader.
Without any hesitation or thought I moved into position. As he and I locked eyes, we seemed to time it so that we pierced their sphincters and surged our cocks forward at the same time. We couldn’t take our eyes off each other as we slowly penetrated their asses. Cindi and Zoe continued to gasp and moan as we pushed into their holes ever deeper. I could feel my foreskin being pulled back and my aching purple crown continued on.
I couldn’t comprehend that all of it was actually occurring. It was like some sort of fucked up wet dream. Even with everything that had led to this point. There we both were, continuing to slowly inject our aching dicks into these bitches assholes and watching each other doing it!
“So fuckin’ tight!” My dad grunted fiercely, trying to shove the last few inches of his bone deeper into Zoe’s anal treasure.
Arnie kneeled beside my father, “Yeah, spread that ass, Charles! Make me fuckin’ proud of you. Use that eight fuckin’ inches, man! Sink that French cock as deep as it’ll go.” Sounding like a perverted and sleezy sports coach, he watched intently as my old man continued to thrust his man-meat into Zoe.
I noticed Peter getting on his back, spreading my dad’s legs and getting a perfect view of dad’s cock from between their legs. Parm then did it to me.
I felt beads of sweat running down my back and into my ass crack and it was the same for dad, which then dripped on Peter and Parm.
Cindi’s asshole was like a perfect tight glove on my fuck-stick.
It felt like magic. There came a time where I stopped pushing since my engorged bone was in the grip of her anal muscles and wasn’t letting go. My choad was being sucked in slowly like entering a black hole.
I took my hands off Cindi’s ass as I went further and further in, inch-by-inch. Without having to wear a rubber was amazing!
Soon, both of us were balls-deep and it was then that we freely started to pound their asses like jack-rabbits.
My dad could only sneer and grunt proudly as he continued to look at me with approval. I stared back at him without blinking and couldn’t look away. I somehow needed to see every second of his face as he pounded his aching shaft into Zoe’s anal hole. And he perversely needed to watch me stuff my own bone into Cindi’s awaiting starfish.
Father and son were now enjoying the full pleasures of anal doggy-style!
At the same time! Without a fuckin’ rubber! Raw doggin’ all the way!
Caught in our favourite sexual position for a roomful of horny, depraved co-workers who seemed to enjoy watching this live unplanned sex show of bizarre proportions. Me and dad retained eye contact as our anal-slam continued.
Just having my raw six inches get lost into her tight awaiting hole was hard not to squirt inside her but we had promised to warn them once we got close to cumming. But I was secretly hoping that me and dad would just forget about it, allowing us to ‘accidentally’ reward them with our French homemade cream sauce.
I turned to Kevin, Sean and Matt who were on my right just three feet away rubbing their crotches through their clothing and gave them a devilish smile, knowing they all wanted to be in my position, while Arnie, Mike and Miguel were transfixed with my old man on our left.
Peter and Parm got back up to their feet and kept filming us with major close-ups. Dad’s face was wincing back and forth between pleasure and pain as we both were now completely entrenched into what we were doing.
We were utterly fucked up, grunting and moaning as I could hear both our sweaty balls smacking the girls’ inner thighs as we smiled at each other.
We were now laying some serious fucking pipe.
“How’s it hangin’ now, eh, son?” My dad gruntingly asked with perverse glee as he continued to shove his fuck-stick into Zoe’s stretched starfish while his sexual moans and groans matched with mine for everyone to hear.
“Fuckin’ awesome, dad! We’re both slammin’ our fuckin’ units so deep up their shitter and I’m loving it! It’s fuckin’ fucked, yo!”
“Well, then pound the shit out of that ass, son! Slam that fuckin’ prick, use the cock I gave you and make me proud! Let’s getter done, yo!” My dad commanded as he and I slammed knuckles while we continued to shove our meat-plungers faster and faster into the girls’ anuses.
Needing more to keep my fingers busy, I leaned over Cindi’s back and groped her tits with one hand and started finger-fucking her cunt with the other. A few minutes later, I noticed my father doing the same to Zoe.
Seconds turned to minutes. Then I noticed my dad’s face wincing.
“Okay, I’m close to cummin’!” He mumbled.
Zoe quickly pulled away from my dad as his cock ejected out of her ass and shouted, “Okay, our turn!”
“What the fuck?” was all my kneeling father could say in complete confusion as his surprised cock twitched in front of him.
Cindi let my pulsating bone out of her slick asshole with a plop.
Both me and dad quickly stood up in anger. Our slick dicks were still hard as ever, but we didn’t give two shits at this point.
“What the fuck is goin’ on?” I countered. “We were just about to fuckin’ squirt!”
“Save your squirt, Al. You’re gonna need it!” Arnie sneered, while all the other guys were giggling.
“Alright, back down on all fours, fuck-wads! Time for the ass inspection!” Dennis commanded.
“What in fuck’s name are you talking about?” My dad asked.
“Ever been…..ass-fucked, Charles?” Arnie asked loudly.
“My….ass…fucked? What…fuck sick shit is this?” My dad asked somewhat cautiously.
“Ever been penetrated…you know, fucked in the ass, sodomized?” Arnie continued with the tone that my dad was a complete idiot.
“No, you sick fuck! My ass is only an exit hole!” My father countered back with defiance.
“Well, not tonight, Charles.” Dennis retorted with confidence.
He turned to me. “And what about you boner-boy, ever had your ass probed?”
“What in fuck’s hell?” I cautiously responded.
Dennis came up close to both of us. “Tonight Charles, and you, Al, are gonna’ experience the ultimate in father-son bonding. Now, you heard the ladies, ‘four on the floor, bitches!!”
I was completely stupefied. I turned to my father stunned and confused. “Dad, what the fuck….is going on? He’s not serious? I mean, we’re not really gonna have our asses…” I looked at Dennis. “Man, you’re not serious. You can’t be this fuckin’ sick? You’re pulling our dicks, right?”
Dennis gave an evil smug look. “Funny how you should put it like that Al, since you’re standing there with six inches of bone before you. I think I really have you and your father by the balls. That was the deal, remember?”
Cindi and Zoe answered in unison. “We can do whatever you want, but whatever you do to us, we do to you!”
“Oh, merrrrrrrdde!” My dad stated in defeat as he bent his head down in shame.
“No….fuckin’…way!” I stated loudly.
“Oh, well….then the party’s over! For you two! Your clothes are right here. You two cum-wads can leave, go home and jack off. Or, you can bite the bullet, take it like men and finally come what you’ve wanted to do for the last several hours or so.” Arnie said matter-of-factly.
My dad and I quickly looked at each other in confusion, with our cocks still throbbing.
Dennis now looked annoyed. “To fuckin’ shoot your loads all over these bitches, you fuckin’ retarded cunts!” Dennis finally answered. “Now, come on, we’ve wasted enough time talking. Get in the doggy position, ’cause it’s time for some French holes to be spread wide open!”
Everyone hollered, chanting ‘Four on the Floor, bee-otches’ over and over again. Me and dad looked at each other and then our man-hoods.
“As long as it’s only the girls.” My dad clearly stated. He looked at me looking as desperate and horny as I was. “I’m sorry man, I’m fuckin’ horny! My dick’s never been so hard and I gotta jizz like a motherfucker!”
“Dad, are you blind? Look at my dick!!! I’m hard as fuck too, you know but…” I stopped once Arnie interrupted me and came close to us with each hand on our shoulders.
“Come on you two man-cunts, we don’t have all fucking night! Get into the bitch position!!” Arnie commanded as he pushed our shoulders down.
With slight resistance, me and my dad were forced down on our hands and knees.
“I can’t believe I’m fuckin’ doing this!” was all I could say at that point.
I looked at Peter who was smirking and coming up close to film.
“Come on, Peter, this is just a sick joke, right? I mean…you guys aren’t… really gonna let this happen, are you?”
“Fuckin-A man, that’s what tonight is all about!” Peter said excitedly.
“What the fuck does that mean?” My dad asked.
“Ignore him, bring out the jars!” Dennis ordered.
Mike came out with two large jam jars that were filled with a whitish liquid.
“What the living fuck is that?” My dad asked cautiously.
Dennis then started to explain - like a James Bond villain.
“Well, for the past couple of weeks, we all started to save our spit in these jars. It’s been frozen and thawed at perfect room temperature. Oh, and of course we’ve added today’s amount as well just to freshen things up. It’s perfect!”
“Perfect….for….what? What…fucked up shit….is this?” I asked warily.
Then Arnie chimed in matter-of-factly, “To grease your bodies and your assholes.”
“Yeah, to make the penetration easier for the two of you. I mean, it’s both your first times, we wouldn’t want to tear up your precious anuses with no lubricant. Unless you two…..want it rough and raw, then we can just start drilling you a new fucking hole without any help at all!” Dennis added.
“You are one…sick…fuck,” My dad managed to say.
Cindi and Zoe then started pouring the jars of thick syrupy-like spit over our backs, face, neck, arms and legs and everywhere else, except our anuses.
I made eye contact with Dennis. “You motherfucking cocksuckers! This is truly the sickest shit I’ve ever seen!”
“Oh, it’s gonna get a lot sicker, boy,” Arnie responded.
“And you better keep that dick away from my ass!” I said, looking straight into Dennis’ face.
He came up close to me as Peter continued filming.
“Well, considering I’m as straight as they come, I do have to admit, I’d like nothing more than to stretch your virgin hole and have my slab so far up your ass that you start squealing like the motherfuckin’ pig you really are. Fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week!”
“Not if I blow a few loads into your Asian ass first!” I snapped back.
“Ooohhh, I’m scared, Al. My Asian ass is shaking!” Dennis mocked and then smiled evilly, “Now shut the fuck up and prepare to get what’s comin’ to you!”
I have to admit, having the semi-thick syrupy liquid being spread all over me made my body tingle, made me hornier and my dick even harder.
Mike and Miguel took back the now two empty jars from the girls.
“How does it feel having our spit all over your bodies, boys? Oohhh, you two look goooood! Greased up just waitin’ to be roasted!” Arnie exclaimed excitedly as he clasped his hands together and the guys laughed cruelly.
“What about.…our….asses?" Dad asked feebly and cautiously. “I thought…you were gonna use it…to lube us up?”
“Oh, we just wanted to add our fresh spit to that area.” Dennis replied.
Me and dad looked at each other in confusion as the guys chugged beers and then began sloshing the liquids in their mouths.
Dennis motioned to Peter and Parm to move closer to me and dad with the video camera.
“You better zoom in and catch everything!” Arnie ordered.
Dennis took a glass and spat into it. He came up close to my face.
“Alright, Al, as your high school buddy and now your boss, let me be the first fucker to help in your A.L.P. ! Oh, that’s short for Anal Lubrication Process!"
Dennis then took back the spit in his mouth, sloshed some more and then moved over my ass.
“What the fuck, man….you’re not serious!” I said breathlessly.
Cindi spread my ass cheeks, as I gasped. “Dennis, man…please!”
Dennis carefully drooled his spit over the tip of my ass crack and let his gob slowly slink down and over my hairy hole. I groaned. “You fucking cunt!”
I felt his hot liquids coat that whole region allowing Cindi to spread his oral juices mixed with sticky beer not only over my entire asshole with her fingers, but managing to grease my balls and cock with his beer-spit as well.
“You are one fucked up motherfucker.” I moaned uncontrollably.
“From your asshole to God’s ears, buddy!” was Dennis’ response. “And from my vantage point, you’ve got yourself one nice greased-up hairy hole just waitin’ for an inspection! Quite a sight, dude. Wish you could see it.”
“Well, why don’t you lick it up. Clean my fuckin’ hole!” I baited out while groaning.
I felt two of his fingers quickly slam into my asshole making me scream and his mouth near my ear. “Boy, you really want to bury yourself into some deeper shit, don’t you, buddy? Don’t you get it you cum-dump? I’m in control now, fucker!” He released his fingers slowly from my asshole.
The guys were standing close to make sure they weren’t missing the action as they were still swigging their spit in their mouths while Peter and Parm were zooming in like crazy.
“Now let’s see whether the old man has the hairier ass.” Arnie moved towards my father as Zoe spread dad’s ass cheeks open and the guys stared at his hairy sphincter. “And I think it’s only right Charles, that, as your boss, I should be the first to spit on your hole. From one asshole to another, eh!”
He laughed, snorted heavily, took another swig in his mouth and, unlike
Dennis, let a whole mixture of snot, beer and spit go directly on my dad’s anus, like a built-in bulls-eye, resulting in another gasp from dad.
“You sick twisted fuck!” Dad added, moaning in sexual ecstasy.
He looked like he was fighting off the sensations of jizzin’ pleasure as Zoe greased his ass, his nads and then his hard meat.
Soon, all the guys were taking turns drooling their three mixtured cocktails over our rectums. Dad and I couldn’t stop the moaning as both our holes, our aching nuts and hard cocks became completely covered in their spit.
Dad and I stared at each other and he looked like he was in seventh heaven.
As Peter continued filming our ass-coating, Dennis kneeled in front of us. “Now we’ve come to the real fun part of this party. It’s time for you two to finally experience the ultimate in pain, domination and humiliation. And with these two video-cams, we’re also going to record how you two anal virgins got your first ass-fuck. I’m sure you’ll both want to see that later.”
“Probably jack off to it together, too,” he continued, “Your fuckin’ asses are about to be stretched and probed real good. We’re gonna tear some major assholes tonight. And you two fuck-twats are gonna experience it together. As I said, the ultimate in father-son quality time, non?”
The finger-fuck continued full-throttle.
My dad and I started yelping and moaning like puppy dogs as Cindi started puncturing my hole with one finger and then two. Then three fingers were poking into me.
“Jesus H. Christ!!!” was all I could muster to belt out.
My groans and grunts got louder as Cindi massaged my prostate. Turning to see my father who was experiencing the same thing as Zoe was injecting four fingers up his hairy hole.
Soon, I grunted, “Oh shiiiit! I’m close”. Both Zoe and Cindi stopped.
“Okay, give us these fuckers!” Zoe ordered as Arnie threw two rubber dildos at them. Cindi and Zoe moved in front of us and showed us the strap-ons.
Dennis kneeled between our greased, shiny bodies. He turned to face me.
“So junior, which is it gonna be, the ten inches or the eight?”
I faced him with a stunned look.
“Well, you could always take the eight inches first. I mean it would be kind of cool…you know…taking a rubber cock that pretty much looks just like your old man’s prick. Same length, girth. Now isn’t that just completely fucked and twisted, eh?” Dennis smirked like a smug bastard.
I just stared at him in confusion. He stared back looking like I was the biggest idiot in the world. He rolled his eyes. “It would sort of be like your dad fucking you, while he takes on a bigger cock. All ten inches of it!”
The guys laughed and jeered, including Peter.
“I’m thicker, ass-wipe, his is longer and thinner!” I stated back in defiance.
“Jealous much there, cunt!?” Dennis spat back.
“Blow me you sick fuck!” I snapped back.
“You fuckin’ wish, man!” Dennis snickered. “I should just take my eleven-inches out and….!”
“Oh, shut the fuck up! I’ll take the ten-inches!” My dad quickly said.
Even with the raunchy rap music still playing, you could’ve heard a pin drop. I was stunned by Dennis’ revelation of how many inches he had.
“Now, that’s the spirit! Isn’t that sweet, Arnie? Charles here is gonna take one for the team and take the ten-incher!” Dennis gloated.
The whole room erupted with a cheer.
“Well, I guess that’s what any father would do in this situation, right Charles?” Arnie sneered back.
“And maybe…you know…you two might actually like it…or is that what really terrifies you? Afraid you might finally blow your loads while ass-fucked?” Dennis continued to taunt.
My dad looked up at Dennis. “Shut the fuck up, you fuckin’ cocksucker.”
The whole room just froze in silence as Dennis look stunned. Then Arnie got near my dad’s face. “Hey, Charles, you’re fuckin’ lucky he doesn’t whip it out, have you suck his cock and then choke when he skeets down your throat, fuck-twat! Better yet, feel even luckier I don’t decide to fuck you up the ass and piss and shit all over you, you sick French motherfucker!”
My dad stared him down. “Get the fuck out of my face Arnie, before I fuck the living shit out of you!”
The guys were oohhing and aahhing and Dennis then moved in real close to my dad’s sweat and spit-covered face. “Oh, I believe you’re mistaken, Charles. I believe you’re gonna get the living shit fucked out of you! You and your sick perv of a son. You’re both gonna get your virgin asses drilled. Deep….and long. You two are never gonna be the same again. You see, if you two cunts still don’t understand…tonight…you two are nothing but a couple of French fuck-holes!”
Me and dad looked at each other in horror! Peter and Parm switched places. Dad looked at his best buddy. “You’re fuckin’ enjoying all this, Pete?”
“Hey, dude, you can leave now if you want….but I don’t think you’re going to, are you?” Peter smiled back. “And believe me, seeing you like this is fuckin’ awesome, man! On all fuckin’ fours! That’s why I’m filming this! For you! To fucking remember this night!”
Dennis then added, “Oh yes, both of you are gonna have some nice fresh donuts for assholes. And all will be captured on videotape. A father-son fuck-fest that includes a double-ass fuck!”
“This is too fucked up! Dennis….no…please…don’t let this happen….you can’t be serious…me and my father….fucking our asses…you can’t?”
Dennis kneeled close to my face. “Oh, we’re gonna fuck the French shit out of you. You’re a sick fuck, Al. Once and for all I’m gonna win and you and pops are gonna take it up the ass and love it!”
“Peter, you can’t let them do this,” I pleaded with him. “You can’t let them fuck us like this! You’re my dad’s best friend!”
“Yeah, and friends let friends fuck their brains out!” was Peter’s response.
Peter and Parm were continuing to film the whole scene. “Even if that means getting your asses ripped open for the first time and us to see it all being done live!” He added.
My dad’s jaws dropped as he realized that his ‘best friend’ now seemed to reveal himself as a traitor, in league with all the other fuckers in the room he supposedly hated, laughing at us, taunting us, cheering us on, making sexual jokes and apparently getting off watching me and my father get sexually humiliated.
Dennis was chomping on the bit for it to start as he licked his lips.
“Right now, I just want to see you two cunts have your fuckin’ anal cherries popped. Are you all with me, boys?” Dennis asked sounding possessed.
All the guys cheered. Cindi took position behind me as Zoe did the same with dad.
“Jesus, I’ve been waiting for this for so fuckin’ long, I can’t believe it’s finally about to happen!” Dennis joyfully confessed.
“You and me both, Dennis,” Arnie added as he put his arm around Dennis’ shoulder.
“Pete, at least stop fuckin’ filming us,” I pleaded with him again.
“Can’t dude, we needs to film you guys. Major jack off material for later, and I’m sure it’ll come in handy sometime,” Peter responded, winking as he zoomed on our cocks. “Hey, there half-hard over here!”
“They won’t be for long. Okay, let’s do it! Fuck the French out of their asses!” Dennis commanded.
“Dennis, you fuckin’ faggot, I swear to god….” I started to spit venomously until Arnie interrupted mid-sentence to spit angrily in my face, “Ah, for fuck’s sake, shut the fuck up you dumb-ass-cunt-bitchin’ cocksucker!”
Dennis also moved in so both were in my face, adding, “Yeah, stop your fuckin’ whining and take what’s coming to you, or rather into you. Stop being such a pussy and take it like a man! Or do we have to shove a few dicks in your mouth to shut you up?”
I was shocked by his comment and I managed to spit in his face.
Dennis just sneered back “Too late, fucker! Punch their cunts!”
“I swear I’ll get you for this, you sick motherfucker!” I snapped back and
that’s when I sensed Cindi’s dildo slowly begin to penetrate my asshole. It only took seconds for me and dad to start moaning, groaning and yelping like helpless little boys.
“Holy Fuuuuuck!!!” was all my father could muster to say.
“Fucking cocksuckers!!” was my two cents worth.
The guys were cheering the girls on, chanting, ‘Punch it, Fuck that ass’.
Dennis was kneeling in front of me again smirking, and looking sexually possessed with his tongue hanging out and eyes bulging in carnal excitement as Peter and Parm filmed our faces and dicks. “That’s it Al, take it all in. Every….fucking……inch.” He seemed to be getting off.
I stared back at him as I took the injection. “Fuuuuck!” I groaned.
“Does it feel good Charles?” Arnie asked as he came close to my father’s face. My dad’s response was only more groans and moans. “Well, if I had known that this would shut you up, we would’ve planned this a long time ago.”
I looked at him. “Planned this?” I moaned back.
“Yeah, Arnie wanted to get back at your dad for getting him in shit with his bosses and planned this whole humiliation thing, and then when you, my good buddy from high school came to work here with his dad, I just put two and two together. We thought what the hell, let's take them out, get them drunk, slip some ecstasy in their beers, bring some old friends, these two lovely ladies for the evening and see where it would all lead up to. You both predictably listened to your dicks and you two French fucks fell right into it!” Dennis smiled in triumph. “Welcome to your new assholes, fellas!”
Me and dad looked at each other in shock. We finally knew the truth. This had been a well-orchestrated plot to sexually humiliate the fuck out of us! They had gotten us drunk and drugged on purpose!
Suddenly, it hit me as to why I was so horny. It was ecstasy. Which explained the strange, bitter taste in my beer.
They got us so hard and horny that we actually went along with the whole thing. We had made ourselves into willing and dominated sexual fuck toys.
“You fucking planned all this? I don’t believe it” My dad groaned, totally confused as Zoe continued to push the dildo further into his aching hole.
Another inch seemed to slide into me as I grunted, “Oh, fuck me,” to no one in particular.
Dennis looked up at Cindi. “How many inches in?”
“About five,” was her reply.
Zoe acknowledged that she was five inches in as well.
The room erupted again.
“Okay, Al, just three more inches left. Hang in there, buddy. Take that fucker up your French virgin hole.” Dennis leaned his head down to look between both our legs. He smiled knowing that our boners were primed and throbbing again, harder than ever. He licked his lips in a sexual smirk. “You’re likin’ this aren’t you, Al? Both of you are. Your both at full-staff!”
“Fuck you man,” I groaned out slowly.
“And your having a great time, aren’t you Charles? You’ve got a thick ten- inch rubber cock piercing through your hole and both of you are harder than ever before.” Arnie added.
Dad looked at Peter. “And you knew about all this?”
“Of course! I was just curious to see how far you two would actually go. I honestly didn’t think you two would wind up in this position but I gotta give you and your son props for being fuckin’ depraved. That’s some sick shit, right there, man! And thank the fucks that we’re filming this for prosperity ’cause no one would ever believe it!”
He was right about that. A father and son being sexually degraded for the sick enjoyment of our bosses and our co-workers. Their sadist, twisted, and completely fucked minds had betted that me and my dad would fall into this trap. All secretly waging to see if a father and son would experience sex acts together. All deviously hoping that this whole night of debauchery would lead to a family fuck-fest of disturbing proportions. An evening that would culminate with rubber cocks penetrating the assholes of a father and son! They were right! They had won! They had succeeded! And all of it caught on film! Every inch of our bodies had been fully exposed for all time!
Suddenly, Cindi finally managed to plunge the last two inches into my bunghole, which brought out a long groan and grunt from me.
“Alright, all eight inches are in!” She proclaimed like a world champion.
The whole room erupted like the Super Bowl.
Zoe was only a few seconds behind as she surged forward quickly, allowing my dad to receive all ten inches into his poop-shute. He moaned and grunted like never before as our work buddies cheered us on.
Dennis kneeled in front of us once again, looking like a proud Platoon Leader. “Congrats, boys, you did good. You took in those cocks like real men. Now, all you gotta do is take that shit. So get ready to pound the fuckin’ floors, scream like hell and let these bitches poke ya’ til your weak in the knees.”
As Cindi and Zoe began pounding into us, Peter and Parm were moving to catch every sexual moment. Getting between our legs and filming the dildos going in and out of our raw but well lubricated assholes.
“Thank god for that spit, eh? It’s making things a lot easier,” Zoe noted, grunting hard.
This made Dennis get close to me and dad again.
“Oh, that wasn’t just spit, honey,” he answered with a smug grin. “That was jizz.”
Me and pops looked at him, then to each other in total shock and confusion as we continued to yelp and grunt.
“That’s right boys, I told you it was spit but it was actually ‘balls-spit’.”
Dennis revealed with a triumphant look. “Yep, it was really our splooge! Mixed in with regular spit…oh….and some snot. We were jacking off and putting every ounce of our jizz into those jars. So you two fuck-wads are literally covered from head to toe with our fuckin’ cum!”
Everyone roared with laughter but at this point, there was nothing to be done but take in the news.
“You see we all wanted it all to be very intimate. So what better way than to lather you two up with all of our cum and then mix our snot, spit, and beer in it. Our collective man-chowder is all over you two fucks.” Dennis added and laughing cruelly with all the others.
“Our brilliant way of saving on real lubricants, or in your case, lubricunts.” More laughter was heard.
Peter popped out from between my legs. “Hey, didn’t we have a third jar?”
“Yeah, right here,” Sean said, as he gave the jar to Dennis.
“Yes, I think it’s time for a new coating,” Arnie said.
“Don’t you fuckin’ get that shit near me,” my dad growled between the grunts.
"Oh, you’re gonna take it, Charles, or everyone you know is gonna see what happened here tonight.” Arnie added.
Dennis held the jar to my nose. “Mmmm, smell the aroma of our fresh man juices.”
“Fuck off, asshole,” I barked.
“Watch your mouth, junior, or this might happen.” Dennis spat back.
Dennis kneeled under me and held the jar at an angle letting my hard magnum into the jar and coating it thoroughly with their accumulated juices. Then Kevin did the same to my dad, leaving both of us with dripping cocks covered in all the other guys’ cum. The guys couldn’t stop laughing and snickering while new lubrication was being used for our ass-fucking.
Our bodies were now greased up once again.
My mind was reeling. How fucked up was all this? Me and my estranged father were actually bonding while burying bone together and now we were getting ass-fucked side-by-side by two heavenly bitches who were willing to do anything and everything. Even taking our anal virginities.
How stupid we had been! Once again, we were thinking with our dicks and now, both of our dignities and self-respect had pretty much evaporated as we continued to take the ass-pumping.
We had been the biggest fucks on the planet. How did it get to this point? How did we let ourselves walk into this trap? A trap that would lead a father and son who hated each other for so long into the carnal depravity and revelry of our bosses?
That this whole night would have a son and a father getting blown together, licking clit together, jacking off together, doing doggy-style together and now covered in jizz from head-to-toe and getting rubber cocks pounding into asses together!
And yet, at the end of the day, me and my dad were a couple of horn dogs.
We’d been sexually inactive for months and I we just wanted to get laid. I got caught up watching my dad getting pummelled.
His face was changing from pain to pleasure and back as was mine. He grunted loudly and I have to admit, as sick and as twisted as this may sound, seeing him out of control, getting his ass-rammed and receiving the shit fuck of a lifetime gave me an evil glee of payback. I actually felt my bone twitch and it seemed that it was all making me harder somehow. Maybe it was revenge or karma for all the times he treated me like shit and for all the unpleasant remarks and bad moods. This seemed like quite the revenge tale, and yet I was experiencing the same thing. Perhaps it was payback for the two of us from a past life. Who the fuck knew!
Arnie moved to face my dad. “How’s that cock, Charles? Likin’ that poundin’?”
“Fuck you, Arnie,” was all my dad could muster to say.
“What the fuck’s your problem, Charles?” Arnie continued, “You’re getting fucked from all ends tonight. When was the last time you used your bone this much?”
“Hands and fuck dolls don’t count,” Dennis chirped in.
Peter looked up at Arnie, “I told you guys already. Charles hasn't gotten laid in months. He told me himself, right Charles?”
“That was fucking confidential, you shit!”
Dennis glared at me. “And how you doin’ there, skipper? Enjoying those eight inches poking your hole? Judging by your jizz-covered dicks, you two are really enjoying this sodomy thing!”
Dennis just laughed in my face. “The gods must be smiling on us. Who would’ve thought it? A grown man and his grown son would so easily and willingly end up in these positions, eh? Oh yeah, the beers, the shooters and the X helped a lot but it certainly says something about a son and his dad who don’t hesitate in fucking side-by-side and humiliating the shit out of themselves for a sausage party. What a night!”
“Glad we didn’t disappoint!” I grunted hard. “But you really are a sick fuck!” I seethed through my teeth.
Dennis came close to my sweat and jizz-covered face.
“Uh…you’re getting ass-fucked, buddy! You and your old man are both gettin’ boned and I’m the sick fuck? Hey, Al, newsflash, man, you’re in a double-ass fuck with daddy, you dick! Eight inches is rammin’ thru your shitter, dude! Ten inches is drilling your dad a new one! Oh, this is all fucking priceless! Just seeing both your faces, getting completely dominated and humiliated and the best part is it’s all on film. This night could not have gone better.”
“And I can’t wait to see the footage. It’s gonna be fuckin’ sweet!” Peter added with excitement.
Arnie came close to my dad’s face. “And how’s good ’ole Chuck doing? Liking that full ten inches? That’s it, Zoe, spread that motherfuckin’ hole. Cindi, chew that hairy ass up. Cut these cocksuckers in two. It’s making them both hard, I can tell. Yeah, take it all in Charles, just like your son. Talk about the ultimate bonding time, hunh? How does it feel Charles, having your ass getting drilled? Does it make you feel all warm inside knowing that your boy is goin’ thru the same thing. Does it make you feel harder?”
Dennis continued to taunt us as he looked at me and pops. “You know, I get the feeling these two are getting harder by getting to see each other get fucked than they were when they were fucking together.”
Dad and I looked at each other. Our faces revealed enough to know that Dennis may have been right in some sick, sordid way.
“You see,” Dennis got up scoffing at us, “these two are actually getting off by watching each other get off! How fuckin’ sick is that!”
Arnie then ordered Cindi and Zoe to switch places.
Suddenly, dad was welcoming the thinner eight inches into him, which was almost an identical match to my own father’s hammer except, of course, it was plastic. I was being introduced to Cindi’s ten inches.
I was caught in another delirium as Zoe pounded the longer dildo up my corn-hole while my old man had no problems taking the powerful thrusts into his anal cavity.
I lost all track of time again as the ass-pumping continued. Then Dennis told the girls to pull out as my dad mentioned that he was near the breaking point. Cindi and Zoe quickly released the rubber cocks from our aching asses.
Within seconds, dad, without reason, stood up and looked like he was losing control or holding back something, but drops of jizz were already emerging through his foreskin again and dripping onto the carpet.
He squished his face looking like he was pinching a brick and lifted a leg.
Then, my dad gave a look of triumph and smiled. “I managed to hold it back.”
I also mentioned that I was near the breaking point but it took all energy and senses to stop from busting a nut as all eyes were on my still hard and twitching cock. I couldn’t stop the small amount of pre-cum emerging from my own throbbing bone as I quickly stood up in front of everyone.
Without a care as to who was watching, I looked down, dumb-founded, as drops of splooge slowly fell onto the carpet, eventually creating a jizz chain that connected straight from my foreskin to the floor. I looked at my dad and grinned. “I guess we’re just a couple of pre-mature cum-drippers, eh?”
He laughed in response. We knocked knuckles.
“Well, that certainly deserves a beer!” Arnie stated. He threw us a bottle each. Me and dad chugged our beers in one swoop while our dicks were still dropping some cum-drops onto the ground. I finally figured out why the room smelled like dried cum. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people had ejaculated in this room and had left their mark on every inch of the room. Now, it looked like me and dad had joined that group.
We were so dehydrated that we downed another beer in seconds.
Dad went so far as to ask for another. He chugged it down. It was only after I finished it off that I realized that maybe they had drugged our beers again. Fuck!!!
“Hey, did you just give us more X?” I asked with caution and dread.
Dennis smiled at me and then at Arnie. “Don’t worry about it, boner boy!”
We were then given a couple of tequila shooters.
“So….what happens now? Can we fuck you again?” Dad asked the girls, which actually sounded more like pleading and begging.
“Ask the boss,” Cindi answered pointing to Arnie, who smiled.
“Everything in it’s proper time, Charles.”
Dad and I were then told to sit on the floor facing each other with our legs outstretched. Both of our bodies were glistening from all the combinations of sweat and cum.
Both dad and I were now giddy from all the effects of the drugs and liquor.
A leather collar was placed around our necks.
“What the fuck is this now?” I heard my father ask with a fearless laugh.
“Don’t fuckin worry about it, Charles, it’s all about the next level of sexual fun, so shut your fuckin’ mouth or I’ll stick something in it,” was Arnie’s stern warning.
Zoe and Cindi placed my legs over my dad’s inner thighs, so that my feet were barely touching my dad’s armpits and his in mine.
“What in fuck’s name are you guys up to?” I said in a drunken joyful voice.
As the beer and shooters took full effect, I began to sweat profusely again.
Me and dad were instructed to place our hands firmly around each other’s calves. Cindi and Zoe got busy with rope as they tied it tightly around our forearms and ankles and then more rope above our knees around our lower thighs, so that father and son were unavoidably gripping each other’s calves. Me and dad were tied so close together that our swollen balls and twitching bones were only inches apart. Zoe placed a leather-strip that was four inches in length with each end having two holes where she placed me and dad’s balls snugly into them, squeezing them ever tighter and making it that every time dad moved, his balls would tug on the strap forcing my nuts to be pulled and vice-versa.
“You fucking cocksuckers, you’re all sick motherfuckers!” My father screamed.
“Shut the fuck up Charles, ’cause we’re not done just yet. Bring’em out!” Dennis ordered. Kevin brought out several small rings. As Kevin handed them to Dennis and Arnie, I realized they were different sized cock rings.
“Let’s test them out, eh!” Dennis smirked.
Dennis tried the rubber cock rings on me and Arnie on dad.
“So you won’t lose any wood!” Dennis winked.
Within minutes, all the guys watched as Dennis and Arnie finally found two snug rings for me and pops. “Now, you two are going to get even harder.”
Arnie looked deliriously happy as he brought two poppers out and placed one of them at my dad’s nostrils and Kevin brought them to mine.
Suddenly, I was in a daze and haze of euphoric emotions. My dick had never felt so hard in my life as Dennis kneeled beside me and grabbed my exposed hairy nads. I gasped in surprise.
My balls were sweaty, warm and mushy soft.
“Hey, this feels like the nards of fuckin’ sasquatch!” Dennis laughed which got the guys to snicker. He looked back at me. “This doesn’t mean I’m a fuckin’ fag, fucker. It’s just a fact that I’ve won! I’m the master now and you’re my slave!”
He continued to grin from ear to ear. “Not only am I your boss but now, after all these years, the main fucker in my life finally gets the shit fucked out of him! I’m the one now who really has you by the balls!”
Dennis sneered, as he continued to hold my nuts in his hand. “Which by the way, you may want to shave sometime in this fucking century! It’s a fuckin’ jungle down there!”
I stared back in stern defiance. “Then get your fuckin’ hand off my balls!”
“Or what?” Dennis asked innocently as he squeezed on my precious boys, which resulted in me to moan and groan in pain and twitching which then in turn jerked my dad’s balls as Dennis continued snickering. “I got you by your balls remember? And the situation that you are in right now, you are in no position to demand or threaten anyone. You and your dad are here right now because you’ve allowed all this happen to you. Every fucking step of the way. You two just proved that it doesn’t matter if your father and son, you’re sexually-depraved men thinking with your cocks…who need sex and you two just wanted to ball your brains out.”
Dennis sneered at me as he continued. “Well, you did, thanks to all of us. So be fuckin’ grateful you two were able to use your fucking rods. We all know that you two cunt-wads enjoyed every second of it. And it’s all caught on film! Think of it as the ultimate sexual experiment between sons and their fathers.”
Dennis seemed like he was turning himself on as he taunted me. All the while, he grabbed some of my nut hairs and pulled on them which got me to gasp and squirm.
My dick was still hard and I was just hoping that nothing else would be touched but Dennis seemed to relish in pulling on my ball-pubes.
The long length of my testicle hair, due to the lack of never having shaved down there, came back to kick my ass as it was all too easy for Dennis to grab a handful and tug hard which elicited yelping and body jolts from me and cruel snickers from my work buddies.
“I’ve actually never felt another guys nuts before,” Dennis admitted. “What irony that you should be my first.” He smiled at me as I tried not to enjoy his fingers massaging my sperm-makers again. I groaned uncontrollably.
He intermitted with tugging down on my testicle hairs which got me to twitch and then my dad as well.
“You’re likin’ this shit eh, Al? Stayin’ hard while having your high school enemy and now your fuckin’ boss squeezing the living shit out of your hairy nads.”
“Leave him the fuck alone!” My dad barked out.
“Or what, Charles? Holy shit, man, you’re a fuckin’ retard! You’re fuckin’ tied up with your son and in no fuckin’ position to demand anything. So
shut your fuckin’ face or I might do something rash…like this.” With whiplash speed, Dennis took his other hand and grabbed hard on my dad’s nuts which got a howl out of him.
Now, Dennis had both hands on our scrots and all the guys were snickering. “Watch your fuckin’ mouth, Frenchie. Don’t forget for a fucking second who’s in charge. Who’s always been in charge!” Dennis countered with venom as he pulled down hard on both our balls which got me and dad to yelp in pain while we both watched as our dicks twitched continually in their hardness and Dennis continued to pull on our testicle hairs.
Arnie cleared his throat and Dennis gave a quick look at him.
“I mean…who’s been in second-in-command,” Dennis recanted humbly but that faded away in seconds as he continued to fondle our excited nards.
“Look, boys, I’ve got the fate of both our fuck-wads in my hands. What will happen next?” Dennis continued to have a smug look as he squeezed hard on both our hairy sacks which had us yelping and then squeezed hard on our dicks.
“What the fuck?” I blurted out.
Dennis came close to my sweat-dripping face. “Boys, I think it’s time for these fucks to suck on something!”
“What the fuck?!!” I screamed.
“Get your fuckin’ hands off our bones,” Dad barked out. He had daggers in his eyes.
“What was that?” Dennis said mockingly.
“You heard me!” My dad barked back.
Dennis looked back at Arnie, “Hey Boss, I think Chuck here still doesn’t understand the situation.”
“Let’s plug his motherfuckin’ mouth, once and for all!” Arnie responded.
“They’ll both need to be plugged,” Kevin interjected with perverse glee.
Before I knew it, Kevin and Matt moved up close with one of the two strap-ons that Cindi and Zoe had used to fuck our asses.
Dad looked horrified as Matt reversed the dildo so that it faced his mouth and the stretchable strap went around his head. “No fuckin way, man!” Dad pleaded with a whimper, but he was quickly silenced as the ten-inch rubber cock that had inspected both our assholes was now slowly shoving itself into his mouth. He garbled and tried not to choke on it.
“Your turn buddy,” Dennis snarled as he brought the 8-incher closer to me. I stared into his devilish black eyes and began pleading my case.
“Dennis, please…whatever happened before….it’s over. You won man!
After all these years of you and me fighting and hatin’ on each other, you finally did me in. You fuckin’ bested me, dude! You fucked me up good. You got me laid in the best fucking night of my life! I should thank you for that. You don’t have to use that thing, man….you said it yourself….you have me by the balls. You managed to cover my body with your fuckin’ jizz! You fingered my ass! You took part in having my virgin ass ripped open! You gave me an new asshole for fuck’s sake! You don’t have to do this! You’re right, Dennis. You’re the Man! You fuckin’ beat me on every level. You fuckin’ made me into a fuckin’ sex toy and I didn’t hesitate. You got me and my dad to be your bitches and you got us to fuck and then get fucked. We walked right into your trap. We’re just a couple of French fucks….French fuck-holes…like you said. Dennis, you’ve managed to see every fucking inch of me! Whatever you want, man…whatever I did….in the past….please forgive me…just…I’ll do graveyard…I’ll clean your car…I’ll get season’s tickets to hockey games….please!”
Dennis got close to my face. “Gee, Al, don’t you think you’d say anything just about now? Anything to save yourself?”
“No…no…no…no,” I stuttered quickly as Dennis placed the strap-on around my head. “You were right. I’m a fuckin’ man-cunt who got what he deserved. I was an asshole…a prick…and you really taught me a lesson. I promise….whatever you want…” I stammered, starting to laugh a little in my nervousness.
“I was the asshole and a motherfucker…I’m…I’m sorry,” I continuing to plead and sounding more like a whimper.
“Wow, that’s a different tune all of a sudden. What about all those names you called me earlier? They really hurt my feelings.”
“I didn’t mean it! I’m an idiot. A sick motherfucker, like you said. A cunt-wad.” I responded quickly.
“Yeah. You are!” Dennis had the head of the dildo at my lips. I could smell the funkiness from it.
“Open your mouth, Al!” Dennis ordered. I gave him a if-looks-could-kill glance and shook my head in defiance.
“Open your fuckin’ mouth, you man-cunting cum-dump! Like you said, you are a prick and you’re gonna suck on one that’s explored both you and your old man’s assholes! Now suck it!”
The guys started to chant, “Suck it! Suck it!”
He suddenly grabbed my throbbing cock and squeezed hard, which resulted in me screaming and allowing the used rubber bone into my mouth as Kevin tightened the strap behind my head.
Now, with our ultimate dignity, pride, self-respect and inhibitions out the window, my father and I were now in the most humiliated moment of our lives. Roped together so intimately and now we both looked at each other as the dildo’s rested, unmoving in our mouths. Saliva was rising up in both our mouths in fear of gulping or tasting any shit-flavoured juices and soon was dripping from our mouths and onto our chests and groin region.
As Arnie grabbed more rope, he leashed our collars together which left me and dad in a never-ending sit-up, unable to move forward or backward but we were able to turn our necks slightly but our main position was looking ahead, at each other. They then pulled the dildo’s out of our mouths, allowing me and dad to gasp for more air as a lot of spit dripped out.
Arnie ordered Peter to grab me and dad’s bone and pull down our foreskins.
This then allowed Arnie to move his mouth over my dad’s exposed member and slowly let a huge gob of fresh spit completely cover his headpiece.
My dad groaned but managed to spit out “You sick prick!”
I watched in sick perversion as Arnie’s wad dripped over and down my dad’s quivering eight inches. “I’ve spat all over you and now my spits covering your fuckin’ bone, Charles! Enjoy it motherfucker! Boys, coat their pricks!”
With me and dad’s foreskin down and exposing our sensitive cockheads to the room again, the guys, like before when they spat on our asses, took turns drooling their saliva over our hard knobs. Peter started first.
With excitement he drooled over my dad’s prick while Kevin slowly moved over mine.
I looked at him square in the eyes and pleaded. “Kevin…don’t do it!”
Without hesitation, he looked back at me and winked while he let a huge gob of spit drip onto my urethra and with each new guy that moved his mouth over our schlongs, allowing their spit to make contact on our piss-holes and coat our French meats with more of their DNA.
The more we both moaned and groaned while our bones twitched ever harder and our nuts jolted in sexual ecstasy. With both our meats now newly-coated, Dennis looked at the boys. “Okay, who’s the first to fuck their faces?”
Before we knew it, the dildo’s were switched and Peter had no hesitation in facing my father and pushing the rubber cock that had been in my mouth into his which allowed a gasp and a lot more drooling spit escaping.
My dad barely had a chance for another breath when Peter started using the retractable dildo to face fuck my father.
Dennis came close to me. “Oh, please, Al, let me be the first, again, but I promise, I’ll be gentle.”
Within seconds, Dennis was jamming that ten-inch dildo in and out of my mouth. I was gagging as was dad. Both of us were in stupefied horror and humiliation as we continued getting the blowjob face-fuck of all time!
The guys took their turns to fuck our mouths.
Then Arnie told them to stop. The guys decided to tea bag our face and foreheads and soon, all the boys dropped trou and let their own disgusting hairy/sweaty nuts loose on us, leaving nothing but all their scents and sweat from all their fuckin’ scrots.
Dennis and Arnie proceeded to then take the spit-covered dildo’s and then ram them back into our asses. Dad and I screamed as I got the ten-incher and he received the eight.
Then Cindi and Zoe blind-folded both of us.
Minutes went by and nothing happened. I was confused and scared just by the waiting alone to see what else the guys were gonna do next. I heard the rustling of clothes and I lost track of time.
I could hear the trance music and moaning and groaning.
I could feel my dad try to get the rope loosened but it seemed like every time he did, he just put more strain on both of us.
I was feeling light-headed and my mind was racing over this whole fucked up night.
Then both our blind-folds were taken off by Yul and Campbell, two more guys from work who generally worked the graveyard shift. They both said hi with huge grins and both smiled mischievously.
Me and dad were stunned when we turned our necks as far as it would go and saw that all the guys were naked with cocks ready, primed and targeting Zoe and Cindi.
“Enjoy the show, fuckers!” Dennis smiled and winked at me. I couldn’t believe how huge Dennis’ cock was. Both in length and girth.
“Holy shit!” was all I could say.
My reaction caused Dennis to look down at his penis and then back at me.
“Yeah, it’s a fuckin’ monster isn’t it? Eleven fuckin inches, brother. Just like I mentioned! Too bad for you, eh?”
Me and dad could only stare in despair. Yul and Campbell took up the cameras and started filming the entire scene.
Peter was laying on his back with Zoe’s pussy on his face while she was on all fours having Sean’s member being thrust down her throat as Arnie was plunging his bone up her ass. Sean’s cock looked even thicker than mine which made me annoyed.
Then I turned my attention on Cindi, who’s mouth was busy swallowing Miguel’s prick and Parm was on his back licking her cunt.
Her asshole was being inspected by Kevin’s nineteen-year old rod while all Mike and Matt could do was jerk off beside them, waiting for their turn.
When Dennis told Kevin to pull out of Cindi’s ass, it wasn’t difficult to witness Kevin slowly release his man-meat out of her sphincter revealing to my annoyance, once again, that he had no less than nine-inches on him.
Did all these fucking guys have bigger dicks than me and dad?
Even a fucking nineteen-year old? Fuck life can be cruel!
Dad and I were covered in sweat and other bodily fluids as we both noticed how our boners were still throbbing and ready for action again.
Arnie ejected his ugly as sin cock out of Zoe. It looked like Arnie’s pole was tiny, even when erect! I figured five inches. Finally! Me and dad finally beat our boss in the johnson department. Peter moved up to place his thin, long tube up Zoe’s ass, while Sean moved between her legs, enabling Matt to place his throbbing bone into her mouth.
Mike took Miguel’s place with Cindi and quickly began fucking her throat while Parm moved out to allow Kevin to lick her cunt.
The guys all took their turn doing these bitches but none of them ever ejaculated.
Dad was flinching and looked like he was about to lose his load.
A few squirts emerged from his foreskin. He winked at me and whispered, “It’s nothing!”
Me and pops just stared at the orgy, desperately wanting to join them, but just watching Cindi and Zoe handling so many cocks at once kept our French rockets at full attention.
Suddenly, the guys finally got off Cindi and Zoe and walked towards us with their boners leading the way like heat-seeking missiles.
They all formed around the two of us and started to jerk off and I realized that I was now in the middle of a company circle jerk.
“Don’t you fuckers even think about it!” I warned.
“And what the fuck are you going to do about it, dickhead?” Dennis challenged as he stroked his eleven-inches nice and slow.
Dad and I tried to loosen the ropes hard but the movements brought more strain on our bodies.
I knew what was coming and prepared for it, mainly by closing my eyes and wincing, waiting for the splooge to fly. Yul and Campbell were up close and ready with the video-cams.
“Get ready boys,” Dennis taunted, “’cause you’re about to be covered with fresh jizz!”
But as soon as those words were finished, Arnie pointed his five-incher close to my father. “Get ready, Charles, cause your gonna get some hot loads freshly delivered. Get a taste of my fuckin’ juices! As your main boss, that’s also Security Private Party Policy!”
I could only stare in disbelief as Arnie began to unload. Five major squirts pummelled my dad’s face as he winced. “Oh you fucking cunt!”
Arnie laughed and gave a high five to the guys as they all whistled and cheered.
Then Miguel and Parm managed to cum at the same time and made sure I got both their squirts. Major loads ejected onto me as their hot sticky sperm found its way all over my face and chest.
“You sick bastards!” I yelled out which was stupid because that allowed
their nut-juice to drip into my mouth. Without even thinking, I began spitting it out but it was my dad who received it all.
“What the hell, man!” He bellowed angrily.
Yul and Campbell continued filming as Peter, Mike and Matt were next in coating my dad with their triple-jizz combination. So much sperm exploded over his face and chest that he looked like he was literally bathing in man-chowder.
Kevin then took his monstrous nine-incher near my face and unloaded countless streams of jizz on me.
The combined amount of splooge was quickly finding its way down to our groins and coating even our squeezed balls full of fresh sperm. He began spitting out their cum that entered his mouth but it all pretty much went in my direction.
“You fuckin’ asshole!” I barked. “Keep it to yourself!”
More high-fives were delivered and the sexual jeers continued.
Then, as Dennis stroked his bone beside me, I stared at dad who couldn’t control himself anymore. His throbbing sausage exploded as Zoe quickly kneeled, grabbed his foreskin, pulled it back and aimed his missile at me.
Torrents of jizz were instantly released and quickly sprayed over my face and chest, coating it like a new coat of paint.
He flinched hard every time he ejaculated which put more strain on our necks, balls and bodies from the tightness of the ropes.
In shock I yelled, “What the fuck?”. But that was stupid since I felt a squirt land in my mouth and then up my nose.
I counted seven major flinches and was completely covered with my dad’s nut juices. By the end, it started dripping onto my balls and shaft since we were still in the crotch strap that had both our members only four inches from each other. The guys all laughed at what had just transpired.
Dad looked at me sheepishly. “Sorry, dude! I couldn’t hold it in anymore!”
I was so stunned by these latest developments that I wasn’t ready when Dennis shot his first wad on my face.
Without thinking, I opened my mouth to give him a verbal beat down but that allowed the opportunity for Dennis to move his cock only inches from my mouth and squirt his second huge load into my mouth hitting my tonsils. I started choking on it, feeling his hot splooge coating my throat.
I couldn’t believe I was actually swallowing my high school enemy’s jizz!
Dennis gave an evil laugh. “That’s it buddy, take it all in. That’s a good boy. Drink my fuckin’ jizz you cocksucker!”
I tried to spit some of it out but was ravaged by more of his nut-juice. Fuck! It seemed like eight or nine major loads. How much did he have stored in there?
“What is good for you, boner boy?” Dennis was now shaking the last few drops from his cut bone and started slapping my face with it. “Sorry about not warning you first but you know, like the French say, “C’est la vie, non?”
Dennis stood up with a smug look on his face. “Now that was fuckin’ awesome!”
Yul and Campbell just stood quietly with the video-cams and filmed.
Dad and I were both so completely cum-covered that we looked like two bitches after a bukkake session.
Zoe and Cindi then untied the collars and the ropes.
All me and my father could do first was lie down on our backs in complete exhaustion. “I don’t believe it! That’s the first fucking time I ever came without my dick getting touched!” My dad confessed to the room.
Arnie kneeled near my dad’s face. “Great work, Charles, I’m proud of you. You may even get a promotion for this!”
Dad got up on his elbows with an excited smile. “Are you serious?”
“You never know. But the nights not over yet,” Arnie continued as he winked at Dennis, who came to kneel beside me. “How about another beer?”
Dad got up slowly as Kevin handed him a towel. Jizz was dripping off his body and onto the already cum-stained carpet. Everyone applauded, gave my dad high-fives as Arnie gave him a beer and then went into the toilet.
“How was my nut-cream, dude? Enjoy it?” Dennis smirked as he dropped a small towel on my stomach so I could clean up
“You’re a fuckin faggot, man, I swear to god! All of you are the sickest motherfuckers on the planet! And if I wasn’t so fuckin drunk and so high, I’d rip your balls off!”
“Uh, are you threatening me, Al?” Dennis added, kneeling close to me.
I just stared at him and sent daggers in his direction.
“Don’t fucking forget who your bosses are, dickweed!” Arnie stated. “Your
father didn’t seem to mind.”
“That’s because he’s fuckin high, horny and drunk!” I barked back.
“And so are you, fucktard, so what’s you’re problem? You’ve gotten to use your willy tonight. What fuckin more do you want?” Dennis asked.
“He’s upset because he hasn’t splooged yet guys, remember?” Cindi added.
Dennis looked at me. “Oh, that’s right, we’ve all ejaculated but not you.”
Dennis looked at Arnie, smiled and nodded.
Dad came out of the washroom. “What’s goin’ on?”
“Well, your son hasn’t sprayed his sauce yet, but we’re workin on that. Can you help him, Charles?” Arnie asked.
My dad looked stunned and apprehensive.
“Uh…what did you have in mind?” He asked, cautiously.
“How about….a DP? On the house?”
Dad looked instantly stoked. “Double-penetration? You’re not fucking serious?”
Zoe came forward. “I’ll do it with you Al.” She came towards me as I stood up.
I was licking my lips in excitement. “Really?”
“Yeah, but only if your dad will do me as well. I’ve done some crazy shit in my time, but I’ve never fucked a father and son at the same time. If you’re game, I’m game.”
Dad and I looked at each other.
“Are you fuckin’ serious?” Dad asked.
“Get your cocks ready, boys.” Zoe smiled as she got on the carpet. “So, who wants the cunt and who wants my ass?”
Dad and I continued to stare in each other in utter amazement and confusion.
“I…guess…I’ll take cunt first?” I suggested still shaking my head in disbelief.
“Wait a minute. Al, are you sure about this? I mean, you’re okay with you and me fuckin the same chick…at the same time?”
“I just want to fuckin jizz all over this room, dad. Is that fine with you? You got off without even fucking anyone. Don’t you want to lose another bucket-load while you slam your meat in Zoe’s ass?”
Dad nodded. “I guess…there’s no harm in it. If you’re okay with it, then let’s fuckin do this, son. It can’t be any more fucked up than what we’ve been doing all night anyway, right?”
I looked at him with steel determination. “So, hurry the fuck up!” I barked out like he had done with me earlier.
“But this time, you gotta wear rubbers,” Zoe said.
Kevin thru two trojans to me and dad as Peter and Campbell took up the cameras, ready for another hot sex scene.
"Let's see who can put it on the fastest," Dennis taunted.
Within seconds, we were acting like two athletes in the Olympics on who could stuff a rubber faster.
Dad had trouble tearing off the fucking wrapper and I was sliding that shit over my cock so fast that I ended up pulling a few too many pubes.
"Shit, motherfucker !!!!" I screamed out.
And with that I had won but only by a hair, pun intended.
I laid on my back as Zoe moved her slick pussy over my aching meat. She slowly kneeled down, enveloping my pulsating bone into her hot little slot.
Soon, she was balls-deep and then my dad grabbed her ass with one hand and took his throbbing pole with the other. Cindi wanted to help so he had extra hands to help him inject his french beef into her tight ass.
He plunged his cock in and it felt weird. I could actually feel my dad’s dick in her and within moments, dad was ejecting his rod while I was injecting my pork-sword into her.
She was moaning like crazy and Peter and Campbell were capturing everything.
“Fathers and sons indeed!” Dennis quipped as the room cheered.
Soon, all three of us were in perfect sexual sync with each other.
Pretty soon, me and dad were plowing and pounding both slots with our bulging sausages into her at the same time.
Zoe was groaning loudly in perfect sexual ecstasy. “Oh, Jesus, this feels so fucking amazing!”
I have to admit, it was a fucking mind-blowing feeling! Completely twisted of course. Again, knowing that me and my father were sharing the same bitch made me proud that we could actually do something so depraved and not even mind. Of course, when it came to sex and wanting to get off, I guess we really didn’t give a shit.
Then Dennis came up with his eleven-inch schlong bouncing before him.
“Okay, boys, I’m joinin’ in.”
“What the fuck, dude, I haven’t even jizzed yet?” I said as I continued to ram into Zoe.
“I want you to fuck my ass with your dad,” Zoe moaned.
Dad and I had a double-take.
“You…want me to…fuck you up the ass with…,” I started to ask hesitantly but Zoe cut me off.
“I want you and your dad’s dicks in my asshole at the same time!”
My jaws dropped as I looked crazily at my father. Dennis practically shoved me out of the way as he got underneath Zoe.
I got up, dazed and confused.
He stared back and added, “Well, what are you waiting for, son? Get your six inches over here and let’s both show Zoe how we can stuff her hole like a real father and son can!”
“Are you fuckin’ sure, dad?”
“What the fuck’s your problem? Suddenly caught a sense of morality?” My dad stated.
Acting a little too comfortable, my dad got off his knees and stood up.
As Zoe lowered her cunt and made Dennis’ cock disappear., Dad had his legs bent so that he could position his dick for another anal assault.
With the guys cheering us and coming ever closer while Peter handed over his camera to Yul, who, with Campbell, kneeled down to catch the double-double penetration.
I got on my knees and managed to get between Zoe and dad.
“Are you sure about this, dad?” I asked one more time with hesitation.
“Come on, you fuckin’ pussy, get it in there!” He barked back.
The guys laughed hard.
With our rubber-covered cocks ready for another anal probe, we were now touching dicks as we slowly injected our skin-flutes into her.
Zoe groaned so loudly, I thought someone would call the cops.
With me and pops grunting loudly ourselves and letting the last of our inhibitions disappear, we both did our best to fill her anus with our french wieners. I could feel his heavy breathing near me.
It was a fucked feeling, having me and dad squeezing both our manhoods into her slick anal passage.
Unfortunately, my cock kept flopping out to many times for my old man’s liking.
“What are you, a fuckin amateur?” My dad yelled out forcing the guys to laugh and scoff at me. “Give me that!”
Before I could respond, he bent his body forward up over Zoe’s ass and took my bone, placed both our dicks in his huge hands and literally forced them into Zoe’s awaiting orifice.
Dennis was amused. “Having problems, boys?”
“Dad, what the fuck?!” I screamed as the guys continued their giggling.
He kept one hand down there to make sure I didn’t plop out again.
Perturbed and embarrassed, I just tried to concentrate on pummelling Zoe’s ass again.
Soon, we were back in a rhythm.
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