BEN:

    When I was 16 I stumbled upon my dad's collection of porn magazines stashed away in the attic. Back then in the '90s it wasn't unusual for men to keep a secret stash like that, and it took me a few years before I progressed from pictures to videos. I envied people like Adrian, who nowadays had easy access to everything as soon as they developed an interest. 

    Although I didn't know much about the boy, I could tell that he'd "done his homework" by attentively watching porn videos for years. How else could a first-timer do such an awesome job sucking dick otherwise? Adrian had confessed to me that he'd never given head, making me the very first person to invade his teenage throat. The fact that his unconscious father was lying right next to us only made it that much pervier and hotter.

     "You… You wanna do it here? We can go to my room," Adrian had stuttered before going down on me.

    "What's wrong with here? Isn't it more exciting to do it with your father in the room?" I'd smirked.

    "I– I don't want him to get up and be upset."

    "He won't be waking up anytime soon after the night he's had. You wanna know what your dad did last night? He got fucked by at least a two dozen guys," I told the teen. I wanted him to know that he wasn't the only kinky guy in the family. If he had a pervy side, he'd inherited it from his father.

    "Fuck. Are– Are you serious?"

    "Yeah. If you don't believe me just check his hole. See all that cum oozing out?"

    With that, I'd leaned toward Peter's upward-facing ass and shoved two fingers inside his well-used hole, overflowing with semen. I scooped out some of it and offered it to the teen.

    "Here, taste it. Ever tasted jizz before?" I asked Adrian as he lapped up the cum that had come straight out his father's asshole.

    "Just my own. Tastes good," the boy said.

    "Tastes even better when it's fresh. Here, let me show ya," I said, inviting Peter's son to taste my prick, which he did within seconds, crawling over his dad's body to get to it. 

    I gave the teen guidance on how to suck a dick, not that he needed a lot of it. Next to us, while his son devoured my cock, Peter continued to lie unconscious – or at least I thought he did! After a while I noticed the footballer's hips rocking, almost as if he was humping the mattress. When I looked his way, I saw that his eyes were open. He was watching his son suck my cock and humping the mattress to pleasure himself! He was probably just as hard as I was.

    For an intense moment, Peter and I made eye contact. I smirked at the pervy dad, whose reaction I wasn't too surprised by. When Adrian had caught Peter getting his ass fucked by me, Peter didn't want me to quit – he wanted me to keep going and give his boy a show. The fact that Peter was now turned on by his own son sucking my cock wasn't that far off. With a kinky cumdump like Peter, nothing shocked me anymore.

    "Yeah, you like sucking that dick, don't ya? You're a little sucker for cock just like your father," I said to Adrian, who was so dickstracted by my tool that he hadn't noticed his father was awake.

     "Good boy. Keep going and you gon get that load I promised. Open up wide. Here it comes. Here it fucking comes!" I grunted as I emptied my balls in the eager cocksucker's mouth. "Keep going, swallow that nut. Swallow it all and then you can taste your dad's next."

    The words had just come out of my mouth. I'd been maintaining eye contact with Peter as I unloaded down his son's throat, and my intense orgasm made me push things to the next level. As pervy as I knew Peter and Adrian both were, would they still agree to actually cross that line? The cocksucking twink looked up at his dad just as he milked out the last few drops of jizz from my cock, swallowing them just like he'd done to the rest of my load.

    Neither of the two Davies men spoke. The only sound in the room was my still-hard cock plopping out of the boy's mouth. Then, Peter broke the ice by turning around, lying on his back so his boner was pointing up. Even just looking at it I could tell he'd been on the verge of an orgasm; his tool looked red and ready to cum, pulsing and throbbing and leaking out precum that was running down the shaft. The room was quiet enough for me to make out Peter's intensified breathing. Down between my legs, Peter's son was breathing just as fast.

    The teen's hands were on my thighs and I could feel them begin to tremble.

    "Go ahead," I said calmly, in what I hoped was an encouraging tone. "If you wanna do it… you can do it. Your daddy doesn't mind."

    Adrian looked between his father and me. He seemed equal parts nervous and turned on. After looking at our eyes, the teen turned to look at Peter's dick, still throbbing and oozing prejizz. Adrian licked his lips. He wanted it – I could tell. But was he ready to cross this line with his parent?

    "Go 'head, Son," Peter finally said. He was signaling his son that this was okay with him.

    This fatherly encouragement was all Adrian needed to take the plunge. Slowly, he crawled away from between my legs and positioned himself between his father's legs instead. Peter looked down at his boy; Adrian looked up at the cock that had made him.

    "Fuck yeah," I muttered softly, wrapping my hand around my cock. I was still erect, and with the way things were going it was unlikely I'd be going soft anytime soon.

    Adrian licked his lips again and placed his hands on his father's knees. Slowly, he moved them up Peter's hairy thighs, thick and muscular from a lifetime of playing football. As his hands carried on upwards, the teen gave his dad's legs a massage, making the older man moan in pleasure.

    "Well done, Son," Peter said at the very same moment as a large wad of precum came shooting out of his cock. Adrian focused on it like a ravaged beast, and I could FEEL how much he wanted to swallow it all down. Still, he moved slowly, which I was perfectly fine with since it gave me more time to stroke my dick and enjoy the incestuous show.

    "You wanna feel your father's cock?" I asked, unable to contain myself from interjecting. The teen nodded, once again licking his lips hungrily.

    "Go for it, Son," Peter added invitingly. Adrian's hands roamed higher, finally reaching the top of Peter's legs and grazing his paternal nut sack. 

    "Yeah. Your daddy's got nice balls, doesn't he?" I continued, jerking my cock and asking kinky questions.

    "He does," Adrian said, speaking for the first time since realizing his father wasn't asleep. Slowly, the teen's two hands grabbed hold of Peter's sack, caressing the balls and tugging on the scrotum.

    "Ahhhhh!" Peter shouted out in pleasure. He was rocking his hips once again, thrusting upwards and fucking the air. For a moment I was worried that he might cum, but it was only precum that came spurting out of his piss slit.

    "Wrap your hand around your dad's dick," I encouraged Adrian. "Feel it throbbing. Use all that precum to wank him off."

    Slowly but surely, the young man was finding his groove. All of his movements seemed more confident. He left one hand pulling on his father's ball sack, while his other hand slid higher onto his dad's dick. Finally, the boy squeezed his dad's member firmly. Peter let out another loud moan as well as more precum, that Adrian could now use to stroke his shaft.

    Peter's foreskin moved up and down as his son worked his dick. Peter was humping once again, fucking his son's fist, and I knew that Adrian needed to move a bit faster if he preferred for his dad to cum in his mouth rather than in his hand. I was just about to encourage Adrian to take the dick in his mouth, but Peter beat me to it.

    "Take it in your mouth, Son," he whimpered. "Take my cock in your mouth."

    Like a good obedient boy, Adrian did what his father told him. He leaned in and carefully swallowed his dad's tool, going all the way down in just a matter of seconds.

    "Ahhhhhh!" Peter let out his loudest moan yet. Right after that, I heard his ass pushing out some of the cum that Peter had collected at last night's orgy. 

    "Fuck. You're making him leak out," I said to the boy. I moved down so I could take a look at Peter's ass. It wasn't easy, with Adrian sucking Peter's cock, but I managed to wedge my head in the right way, just enough to see my boyfriend's protruding asshole, pushing out dozens of strangers' jizz. 

    "Put a finger in your daddy's ass," I said to the teen, stroking my dick even more vigorously. "Feel all the cum that he has in there."

    Adrian did even better and instead of inserting one finger, he inserted three.

    "Yeeeeah, boy!" I growled. "Feel your father's slutty asshole? He loves taking loads. Feel all those loads inside of him. That's right, suck his cock and finger his cunt at the same time."

    Adrian did as he was told and finger-fucked his father's ass while deep-throating his tool. My cock was a bit longer than Peter's, and by now Adrian was able to take it without barely gagging. Although I'd gotten an excellent blowjob from the boy, the head that Peter was currently receiving seemed EVEN BETTER. Adrian went deeper, burying his nose in his father's pubes, tugging on his balls with one hand and fingering his ass with the other. All of the cum flooding out of Peter's hole provided more than ample lubrication for the finger-fuck, and even with all the moaning I could still hear the sloppy sounds Adrian's fingers were making as he stretched open his dad's hole.

    "Mmmm. I'm gonna cum, Son. I'm gonna cum," Peter panted, his Scouse accent even stronger than usual. 

    I got on my knees on the bed and crawled closer so my dick was hovering over my boyfriend's belly button.

    "Are you ready to swallow my spunk? Cos it's coming. It's coming. I'm cu–mmmmmhhhh!" Peter Davies grunted. The nation's darling, the brave hero who had broken barriers, was now breaking one more barrier by unloading down his cum-thirsty son's throat. While Adrian guzzled the sperm that'd given him life, I shot my own load all over Peter's belly. 

    It was about a minute before Peter was done nutting. After swallowing the last of his father's seed, Adrian looked up and made immediate eye contact with me, as if expecting me to rate his performance.

    "Good boy," I smiled at the teen. "Come here and give me a kiss."

    I shoved my tongue in Adrian's mouth, which was empty of cum. He had swallowed it all.

    "Now lick off my load," I said, pointing down to Peter's belly. Adrian bent back down and swallowed my second load of the day. While doing that, he slowly extracted his fingers from his dad's cummy asshole, and then licked them clean as well.​