Desire

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Editor’s note: this work contains scenes of fictional incest or incest content.

Character Introduction:
Dad: Cody 37 – Black trimmed beard and hair, full chest and back of black hair, trimmed bush, fit and toned (not overly muscular), Hazel eyes, 8 in cock thick, uncut, egg size balls, hairy hole

Son: Hunter 22 – Buzzed black hair, stubble, trimmed chest hair and bush, muscle cub, Blue eyes, 7.5 in cock average thickness, uncut, golf ball size balls, hairy hole

Uncle: Mason 34- Jarhead hair cut, full beard, full back and chest hair, muscular, barrel chest, Brown eyes, 10.5 in thick cock, uncut, kiwi size balls, hairy ass and hole

*****

“Hey man. You busy?”  Cody asked into the phone, trepidation in his voice.

“Nah, just sat down to a beer and a cigar after work. What’s on your mind?” Mason asked.

“I was going through Hunters stuff since he’s off to college. You know, packing things gonna change his room into a man cave situation. Well, I found some old journals. Being his nosey old man, I started reading them. He talks about how his fantasies started with that guy Heath at school, the 2nd baseman for the schools baseball team. He goes on to talk about how his fantasies evolved into his coach.” Cody let out a sigh.

Mason interjected, “so he’s gay. Big deal. I fucked a ton of fags on my second and third deployments.”

“Well he put himself as the bottom in this position. But that’s not why I’m calling. I read and read for about two days. I really couldn’t stop myself. The further I read the weirder it got.” Cody paused to catch his breath, “he wants to get fucked by you and me. He wants to us to breed his cunt, fuck his throat, and treat him like a bitch. He doesn’t want it easy, he wants a hard pounding. He doesn’t want us to talk about it, just do it one night.” Cody blurted out before he even knew what he said.

Cody could hear Mason grin through the phone. What he suspected, but wasn’t sure of, was that his brother was groping his thickening cock through his basketball shorts. Mason, ever the kink enjoyer of the family.

“Sooooo, you called me for what exactly? To tease me? Entice me? To embarrass him? What’s your game plan bro?” Mason asked with a command in his voice Cody hadn’t heard since they were teenagers.

“I was actually wondering if you wanted to come to the cabin this weekend. Hunter is coming to town and I thought we could live out his fantasy with him.”

Mason chuckled, “he doesn’t know you know?”

“Nope, hasn’t a clue. I told him we’d clean out his stuff this weekend. He doesn’t know I got an early head start and found his journals. I was thinking you could show up around 10 or 11 Friday night and we could enjoy him for the weekend. Give him a test run the old Drimmel way,” Cody spoke out of the side of his mouth in his thickest country accent with a drawl that made Masons dick hit full mast and begin to leak.

Hunter arrived into town late Thursday night, his Dad picking him up from the air port around 3am. On the trip they barely spoke two words to each other. One from a restless night of jacking off to the thought of his istanbul travesti brother gaping his son while his cock was deep in his throat; the other from jet lag and a little too much weed before his flight.

Friday morning Cody was up at the crack of dawn making bacon, pancakes, and sauge patties. Cooking in basketball shorts and an apron to hide the hard on he had since Hunter got off his plane. Hunter awoke to the aroma of breakfast and coffee. Slugging down the stairs as if pulled by the aroma he didn’t think twice to check and find his dick, hard as steel pointing out of the hole in his boxers.

Cody didn’t say anything when he saw a bead of pre cum drop from Hunters dick onto the floor. His son seemed mesmerized as he poured himself a cup of coffee, his green boxers draping off his plumb ass. When Hunter felt his dick touch the cold marble of the counter he caught his Dad’s eye and quickly turned away embarrassed.  “It happens to me too bud,” Cody said with a sympathy his son remembered from his childhood. The men continued breakfast as if nothing has changed in the two years Hunter had been away. Once they were finished Hunter stood up, his dick still hard and leaking, to grab the dishes and begin washing them. Cody walked behind his son and gripped him in a bear hug. Hunter swore he felt his Dads semi hard cock sliding almost perfectly in between his thinly covered ass cheeks, but he shuffled it off to the same morning wood he had and the fact his Dad was happy to have him home.

Cody knew he was dropping hints large enough to notice but Hunter seemed oblivious. As the day went on Cody wore less and less around his son, claiming it was hot or that he was more comfortable. Either way, by 2pm he was stroking his cock on the couch playing something on his Playstation. Hunter glanced around the top step as he made his was to the bathroom and noticed his Dad sitting with a controller in his lap and his thick cock sitting in between the analog sticks. Hunter stared and licked his lips, glancing a little too long and dreaming of swallowing his fathers hard cock. Out of the corner of Codys eye, he saw Hunter and noticed him absent-mindedly stroke his cock. Cody knew he had him hook, line, and sinker.

Cody waited until 4pm and called Hunter downstairs, “I forgot to mention, I think we should go out to the cabin this weekend. We can store all your stuff there. We’ve got the room and Mason cleans up there all the time. Plus it’ll be nice to get away and just hang out.”

“Sounds great Dad! I’ll go splash my face and we can head out. Let’s grab some snacks on the way!” Hunter walked away with a gleeful cheer in his step. Cody couldn’t help but stare at that perfect ass, he couldn’t wait to taste it full of the cum that made him.

On the way up to the cabin the ride was mostly still and quiet. Colorado mountains, trees as far as the eye could see. Cody made sure to wear a jock strap so that his hard dick would be, somewhat, maintained. While Hunter was enjoying the scenery, Cody would catch glimpses of his son and try not to get lost in the daydream of fucking his mouth. After a istanbul travestileri 3 hour drive, they finally arrived to their cabin. Not another soul for miles, and thays exactly how Cody wanted it. Tonight there would be enough screams to get the cops called.

Setting down his bag Cody ever so slightly commanded Hunter to put their bags in the room. Thinking nothing of what is to come, Hunter happily agrees.

When Hunter gets back to the living room he sees his Dad has already stripped down to his cabin attire; basketball shorts and black socks, a bulge in his crotch is noticeable to anyone who would dare take a glance. And Hunter did. He couldn’t stop himself from staring.

“Here, come have a drink buddy. Let’s celebrate you going off to college, living on your own, and that damn fine body of yours.” Cody held up a glass in honor of his Son.

Hunter awoke chained to a post. Confused and naked he took stock of the fact his cock was now caged and locked. He figured he had about 8 feet of length. Long enough to get to the other side of the shed. But he still couldn’t remember how or why he ended up in this position. His Dad made a toast and then…

“Good, the cunt is awake. Hey bro get in here, my dick is already leaking,” Mason shouted to his brother and he gripped his massive 10 inch, beer can thick cock. “You’re gonna get exactly what you wished for faggot.”

Hunter still slightly confused saw the precum fall off his uncles dick and could feel his mouth begin to salivate. He had dreamed of this moment. He just wanted to taste him. Hunter lurched forward but Mason stepped back just in time and narrowly avoided his cock being swallow by the hungry void that was Hunters mouth. “Not yet, faggot. I may be your dad’s big brother, but you’re still his kid. He’s gonna break you in first,” Mason teased as he tugged his foreskin back and forth.

“Daddys boy is finally awake. Finally ready to do something he’s always dreamed.” Cody chuckled as he came around the corner, his uncut dick leading the way oozing pre cum like a faucet. Without a word Cody grabbed his sons hair hard, pulled his head back, and spit in his mouth. He followed this up with a rough, passionate kiss. Hunter began to shiver as he realized his assumptions were coming true. Was his dad somehow a mind reader? “Holy shit,” he thought, “my dad must have found my old journals.” If they followed his play by play, Hunter knew it would be better to just submit, certainly less painful. Cody saw the fight in Hunter disappear and quickly be replaced by lust, whatever doubt Cody had up until this point is gone now. His cock now casting a shadow over his sons face, pointing his hard cock down he released all the pent up piss from his bladder, drenching Hunter from head to toe and marking him. As the stream slowed he pressed his cock up against his sons lips and gave him no choice but to open his mouth and swallow the monster pissing in his face. Hunter tried to swallow as fast as he could but he was no match for his Dads full stream. Noticing his son struggling Cody forced his cock into the back of his sons throat and travesti istanbul forced his stream to come out fast and strong. Hunter couldn’t breath, his arms flailing around his fathers sides, and Cody paid no attention as he pressed his sons head harder into his crotch.

“Choke it up now faggot. I’ll fuck your throat til you go limp,” Mason said from the corner. Hunters eyes darted to the perfect barrel chest of his uncle, his eyes slowly trailing down, and stopping at the impossible to miss horse cock between his legs. As thick as it was long, veiny and with a generous amount of foreskin: his uncles cock was rock hard. Watching him move his foreskin back, Hunter saw a gush of precum fall to the floor.

Cody was finally done pissing in his son’s throat and let him come up for air. Barely long enough to take a full breathe, his father was already down his throat again. Gagging, choking, spitting, and occasion grunts could be heard throughout the room. Cody was so pent up, he’d always wanted a bitch he could fuck whenever. Little did he know, he raised one.

“Tag ya in for this throat bro, I need a piece of that ass,” Cody slipped his cock out of his son’s throat and slapped Masons arm. Mason was more than happy to oblique the sloppy seconds and to stretch that throat out even more. He wondered how much of a gape on Hunters hole they could get on the first night. Both men were determined to entertain every fantasy the boy had this weekend. Cody planted his hands on his sons ass, parted and revealed his son’s most intimate part. Cody swore he saw his sons hole wink at him before he dove in, tongue first. Not giving Hunter anytime to process how amazing his fathers tongue felt in his hole, his uncle was shoving his cock down Hunters throat. By the way his sons hole was pulsating around his tongue, Cody could tell he was loving every part of this. Mason had forced himself into Hunters throat causing his hole to tighten around his Dad’s tongue. Cody knew what was coming and he wanted his son to feel his full cock before passing out. Spitting on his palms and rubbing it on his revealed head, he lined his cock up with his sons hole and began to force himself into his sons hole. Hunter was protesting, pushing his uncles thighs, attempting to kick his father off, bucking like a wild bull. Mason wasn’t letting go and Cody wasn’t letting up. Cody felt his balls graze his sons and without a moment of reprieve he pulled his cock out to the head and slammed it back in.

The next thing Hunter remembers after the searing pain of his fathers cock ripping him open and his uncle cutting off his air way was being surround by both men snoring in bed. His ass throbbed and his throat was dry, he tried to speak but a hand was placed over his lips.

“You okay buddy? What’s up?” His uncle asked sincerely enough. “I just need something to drink Uncle Mason,” Hunter let out in a hoarse whisper and was greeted with his uncle forcing him down to his cock and demanding, “drink.” Hunter opened his mouth to take in his uncles flaccid cock. He knew it was going to be a powerful stream but he was thirsty. Mason let go a golden stream directly into Hunters mouth as he grasped the back of his nephews head, making sure he was going to swallow it all. Hunter put up no fight while finding he enjoyed his uncles piss. After his uncles stream died down, Hunter kept his mouth on his uncles cock and decided to fall back asleep.

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