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Subject: MY 3 BOYS – PART 2 Title: My 3 Boys: 2 This story contains adult content; you must be at least 18 years old or the applicable age of majority in the jurisdiction where you reside. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters herein and any actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The author does not condone any illegal sexual acts depicted in this story such as incest. This story features bareback intercourse and other unsafe sexual acts. This is pure fantasy. Please exercise caution in your real life sexual encounters to stay safe and protected. Copyright 2018 by Bearguy60, all rights reserved ………………………………. So, I had been fooling around with Steven, my oldest son, for about 1 year. It was simple enough. When he came over to spend the weekend with me we would end up in my big bed at night and jerk off together while talking about the days events or life in general. In one year he was growing to be a man. I was not sure how long this would last, but while we had time it was great. “You haven’t told your brothers about what we do, have you?” “No Dad, it is our secret. I want you all to myself right now. They can have their time later if they want. Or you want I guess.” Steven was a cool kid. And when he turned 17 I thought it was time to move things up a bit. He was now of an age of being a man. He turned 17th in the summer. He was busy with lots of friends and family stuff on his actual birthday, but the following weekend was all mine with him alone. We did the usual stuff. Went out to play some ball. Took in a movie. Talked. Had dinner at a restaurant to celebrate his turning 17. We got home from dinner about 930 and plopped down in front of the TV. There was a game on and we wanted to watch it. I went over to my makeshift bar and poured myself a scotch. “Steven, you want a drink? You’re old enough in this house. You never had to ask before.” “Yeah, Dad. That’s a good idea. Can I have a small scotch too?” “No problem. Makes you relax. Not that you will need that later.” We both smiled. The game was on the west coast so this was going to be a long evening. I finished my scotch and let Steven sip his. It takes time to get use to the stuff I had told him. I put my glass down and got up. “I need to hit the bathroom and take aa shower before bed. Just want to wash the day off of me. You watch the game. I won’t be too long.” And with that I went into the bathroom attached to my bedroom. I left the door open so I could hear the game, and let izmit rus escort Steven take a peek if he wanted to. I took a long hot shower. Felt good over my body. I could feel my dick get hard in anticipation of what we can do later on. I soaped up and made myself clean. I was extra sure to lather up my hole real good. I wanted it extra clean tonight. Smelling fresh was important when I gave my son his birthday present. “I finished showering and was toweling off when Steven called me from the living room. “Dad, you are missing a good game. They scored 4 runs in one inning. This is amazing.” I heard him call me so I walked out toweling off while we was talking. Standing by the sofa, naked, I started to watch the game. “What’s happening?” “Hall is up. It’s 3 balls and 2 strikes.” “Well that is one more ball than I have.” I joked. Steven looked at me, then he looked down. “Yes, but those are big balls you have, Dad. And it looks like you have a growing bat between them.” Standing in the cool evening air, feeling fresh and clean, my cock started to get bigger. “Well, I am sure it is a good game. We can watch it in the bedroom. Why don’t you wash up and meet me in the bed.” With that I walked into the bedroom and turned on the TV and jumped into bed. Steven went into the bathroom and took a shower. He left the door open to listen to the game and my commentary. I could tell he was washing extra good tonight. I wonder what he was thinking of. When he came out of the bedroom toweling off he was already rigid. His 7 inches of cut cock was pointing straight up. Oh, to be young and full of energy I thought. Not that my 8 inches was too shabby. And it was already at half-mast as Steven got into the bed. By this point the lube was already on the nightstand. I had made sure to by an extra bottle to keep on his side as well. Being young and hung, Steven took some lube in his hand and started working his hard cock. His strokes were even and long. They glided over his smooth cock. It wasn’t as veiny as mine. Nor as thick. But give it time and it will grow and develop. Watching him stroke made me harder. I took a dab of lube and started working on mine. It felt so good sitting next to each other, naked, and hard working on our cocks. Mine started leaking pre-cum. It made it extra slippery and hard as I moved my fingers under the head of my cock to make it grow. “Very hot, Dad. Love the pre-cum. I sure don’t have as much as you. Love it.” Steven then took his free hand and got some lube on his index finger. izmit escort He then inserted it into his hole. He started to twitch, so I knew he was getting into the zone. “You still with me, son?” All he did was moan. He was working that finger in his hole, while stroking his cock. It was very hot to watch my 17 year old son in such pleasure. It was then that I put lube on my fingers and leaned over. Sliding my hand between Steven’s legs I slowly moved his finger out of his hole and inserted mine. I pushed in deep and started working it towards his prostrate. “Dad. What are you doing?” “I’m giving you some pleasure. I figure it is time we change things up a bit. Are you open to that?” “Sure. I’ve been waiting for things to change. I figured you were waiting until I was 17. Well, here I am. Let’s hit a home run.” At this point we didn’t care what was happening on TV. I had first one, then two fingers up Steven’s ass. He was stroking his cock. I was sucking on his nipples. I could feel him squirm with delight. I shifted myself around so that I was now kneeling between his legs, working my hand deeper into his hole. Widening it to experience even more. I slowly inched myself closer to his hole. He spread his legs even more. Arching them to rest against me. “Steven, I want to give you something special tonight. I want to make you a man.” “You going to fuck me, Dad? I want you to fuck me good. Cum in me Dad.” I didn’t need any more encouragement. I got some extra lube in my hand and greased up my pole. I put the tip of my cock against his tight virgin hole. I pushed in ever so slightly. I could feel the resistance. He didn’t want to let his Dad’s big thick cock enter that dark cavity of his. “Take a breath, Steven. Take a deep breath as if inhaling. It will make it easier for you to open and me to slide into your hole.” I took some extra lube and rubbed it into his hole. Slowly expanding it with my fingers. I then positioned my rigid tool at the entrance and started to push in. “Take a deep breath and let me in, son.” “Ok, Dad.” And with that he took a breath and I pushed in as far as I could get. I rested a minute for him to catch his breath. Once he was calm I started rocking him back and forth. Pushing in and pulling slightly back out. Opening him up so I could push in even deeper. As the friction increased, Steven spread his legs more. He arched his back and with that I pushed in to the hilt. I was buried deep in my son’s young hole. It felt great. “I’m in deep. You ok?” “I’m fine. Fuck me, Dad. Please fuck kocaeli escort me like a real man.: I then hoisted his legs onto my arms and one my knees I started thrusting into his tight hole. The deeper I went the more Steven was in heaven. I could tell as he arched his back and his legs were tense. He reached for his own cock and stroked away at it. He was working up a sweat as I was. I could tell I was having an effect on him. His hole was getting moist and juicy. His nipples were hard like mine. His stroking increased as he reached his free hand out onto my hairy chest. He tugged at my nipples and then ran his hand down to my groin feeling my cock go in and out of his hole. “Fuck me harder. Make me cum. Shoot your load into my hole. Fill me with the cum that made me.” I was in heaven myself. Feeling the tight hole grasp my cock even tighter. I pushed in harder and went faster. “Shoot your load for me son. Shoot it while I pump my seed into you. Do it for me. It will feel great.” Steven got the idea and worked his cock harder until he was ready to shoot. I could tell since his hole got even tighter and my cock got even bigger buried inside. I could feel the head of my cock hit his prostrate and start to contract. “I’m going to cum Steven. I can’t stop it.” “Ok, me too Dad.” And with that he shot a load that hit the headboard behind him. Six more shots covered his chest. As he shot his load I filled him with mine. I could feel it hit the back wall of his hole. “Fuck Dad. I could feel it hit me insider. Oh my god. You are in deep.” I then collapsed on top of my son. I was till inside, hard as a rock. We were both breathing heavily. I could feel his sperm between us, sticking to my hair. “Happy Birthday, Steven. Hope you like your present.” “Fuck Dad. That was great. A real home run tonight!” We both laughed as I finally was able to pull out and flip onto my back. We rested a few minutes. The game was just about over. Sweating and hot I turned and said, “I think the game is over. Time to hit the showers. I’ll go first. You can rest.” “I definitely need a shower. But if you don’t mind, I’ll take mine with you. No reason wasting a lot of water.” “That is fine with me. Let’s do it.” And with that we went into the bath and jumped into the shower. ………………………………………….. Remember to donate to Nifty! It keeps things alive and keeps growing with us. I am also thinking of putting all these stories together as a book. Let me know what you think about that. Do you think it is something someone would purchase? If you like what you read let me know at: ail Twitter: @1jg I am always looking for new ideas; so let me know what you are thinking. I can even write a special story for you. Just let me know. I am a writer by trade. Thanks.

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