roughrawready:Surprise. My oldest son Tate was always the adventurous one. He had a sense of fearles

roughrawready:Surprise. My oldest son Tate was always the adventurous one. He had a sense of fearlessness that I like to think he inherited from me. Tate would try anything once, if for anything so that he had a story. So it never surprised me when Tate wanted to try new stuff in private, either. He came on to me his freshman year at State, and in a moment of weakness, I found myself in a filthy dorm room swapping head with my own son. Tate was already a champ at cocksucking, and pulled three loads out of me as I clumsily slurped along his thick, curved shank. I refused to let it happen again, until Tate came home one weekend and wouldn’t wear more than some ratty basketball shorts. Those threadbare shorts revealed his meaty backside like two melons shifting beneath. His dick bounced around, heavy and ready to spring full bone at the slightest breeze. Tate couldn’t keep his hands out of his lap, either, adjusting his junk absently in a way that had me almost drooling. A couple beers later, and Tate is between my thighs in the backyard, nursing my dick to fullness. He looked like a man–bearded, hairy, thick with muscle–but he’s still my son, and there he was blowing me with worshipful eyes looking up at me. “You’ve got the best dick, Daddy. Can’t get enough of it,” he growled between swallowing me to the base and using his tongue to dig around my foreskin. Later that night, I took my boy’s cherry. I hadn’t ever sank into a hole so tight and warm and right. I creamed Tate’s hole–he insisted I take him raw–so hard I swore I broke open one of my nuts. We spent the night spooning and sleeping, my cock buried half-hard in my son’s hairy cunt. Months later, after Tate spent what felt like hours eating my thick Daddy ass, I gave up my hole to my son. His hard meat–a spitting image of my own–had a vicious upward curve that hit my ass in all the right ways. Tate was a born cocksman, too, and he plowed so right that I came hands-free. Every line we crossed, I tried to keep it as a one-time thing. Then I would buckle, and it would become a regular part of our private time together. The blindfold. That time he urged me to piss down his throat. The threesome with the Assistant Coach at State. The time Tate claimed my Dadcunt–his term, which made me wince at first but now makes it clench in excitement–on the train ride from college to home. So it wasn’t a surprise when Tate wanted to tie me down to the bed. My boy was a pig, and I couldn’t get enough. Last week, he strapped me down and spent the night bouncing on my cock. The look in my boy’s eyes as he fucked himself was desperate and eager, and he blasted his young jock cum across my face as I emptied my balls deep inside. Tate swore he had a special treat for me now, as he trussed my arms up against the bed posts. His smile was huge as he kept looking me over. “Fuck, Dad. This is gonna be so fucking hot. Can’t wait for you to get your surprise.” So I’m spread eagle on the bed, and my own son has taken my dick in his mouth. I’m so hard that it juts up to the ceiling when he pulls off and I’m seconds away from blasting down his throat. Tate pulls off and offers up a shit-eating grin that makes my nuts churn in their sac. Tate teased, “You ready, Dad? You sure you want your surprise?” I’m flexing against the ropes against my wrists and ankles to no effect. I’m arching my back, because I’m thiiiiiiiis close to blowing. To be honest, Tate could have asked me for anything and I’d have said said yes. My boy climbed up off the mattress, a look of excitement full across his masculine features. He looked almost boyish, as he egged me on. “C'mon, Daddy,” he goaded, “tell me you want your suprise. I promise you’re gonna love it.” “Fuck, Tate, YES!” I barked. I was thrusting my hips towards the sky, fruitlessly seeking some kind of friction to trigger me off. My dick looked bigger than I could remember, curved up like a wet fucking weapon. Tate smirked as he padded towards my bedroom door. “Alright, Daddy. I can’t wait myself. Let me get him.” As my boy disappeared, my mind wandered. Who was ‘he’? The Assistant Coach had been a hot lay, and it was the first time Tate and me fucked our loads into the same hole. My cock throbbed at the prospect. And if not, then who? One of the first rules we had established was keeping our bond a close secret. That list of people who knew about us was just a handful, and I prayed that Tate was careful. Tate was gone for what seemed like forever. Then I felt his presence at the door, and he peeked inside. He pushed in, naked and still boned up, his muscles dusted with a thick fur that made him look more like me than ever. Behind him, a figure pressed forward. As he came into my bedroom’s dim lighting, he was unmistakable–my younger son Aaron. My stomach sank at first as my paternal instincts kicked in–fucking around with his old man was one thing, but Aaron? He was always a straight-laced kid who grew up into a straight-laced man. Chased pussy in college like it was his religion. He landed a good girl who straightened him out, got married and started a family of his own. The last person on Earth who I thought would come through that door was my youngest son. But there he was, naked but for a jockstrap. Aaron was a bit leaner than his brother, but that wasn’t to say he wasn’t a stud in his own right. I knew he’d been lifting with Tate a couple times a week, but I was still amazed as his definition. His body was shredded! While not as hairy as me or his older brother, Aaron somehow had a thicker beard that gave weight to his jawline. “Hey Dad,” his voice was soft, unsteady. Aaron was in the space between being nervous and letting his need to rut overcome his good sense. I knew that place intimately–every line crossed with Tate gave me that same sensation. Before I could respond, Tate grabbed Aaron’s wrist. “See? I told you, bro. Dad’s cool. Wants it just as bad as you.”Aaron looked up to his brother for a moment, then continued to leer at my naked, exposed body. He licked his lips unconsciously, and his right hand roamed down to knead his jock’s sizable pouch. There was a heavy silence that sat in the room for a moment. Aaron was unsure what to do next, and I was still strapped to the mattress. It was up to Tate, and he was exactly where he wanted to be. “Come here, little bro,” Tate used a big paw to cup his brother’s ass, pulling him close. Aaron melted into his brother’s grip, his hands roaming through the forest of hair on Tate’s chest. Both of my boys leaned in with a familiarity that suggested this had happened before. This kiss was almost enough to bring me off. Tate thrust Aaron against his own thick body, his hands clutching both of his younger brother’s cheeks and exposing a fur-lined crack. I groaned as Aaron wrapped his muscular arms around his brother’s neck and intensified their kiss. Tate pulled free, cocking his chin towards me. Aaron turned to look at me, too, their shared spit smearing across his beard. If my youngest boy had any hesitation before, he had shed it entirely. “See, bro?” Tate urged, “I told you Dad wants you–wants us–in the worst way.“ Aaron nodded with a ravenous look on his handsome face. Tate guided Aaron onto the bed with a gentle nudge. “Go ahead, Aaron. Show our Daddy how much you want it, too.“ There was so much I wanted to say. I felt so many words, lines of thought I should have said before things went further. Aaron and I were locked staring at one another, and suddenly words didn’t matter so much. Instead, there was a connection between a father and his son. Tate was right behind Aaron, whispering filthy into his brother’s ear. My oldest boy grabbed my raging dick and arched it up as my youngest straddled my waist. Without breaking eye contact, my son sank his beautiful hairy ass down on me in a single, easy push. As Aaron and me both grunted at the intensity of where we now joined, Tate was beaming as he stroked his big dick at the sight of his Dad and little brother fucking for the first time."See, Dad. I told you you’d love my surprise.” -- source link

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