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Subject: Daddy’s Special Soldiers Chapter 4 Daddy’s Special Soldiers Chapter 4 Nifty gives us a vast resource of adult literature with thousands of stories to suit all tastes. Please consider making a donation no matter how small to keep this archive free. http://donate./ This story is a work of fiction, all characters have no bearing or resemblance to anyone living or dead. This story contains sexual situations and is intended for adults only, if you are below legal age or are offended by sexual acts between an adult and minor children or you are prohibited from reading such matter then please leave now. Daddy’s Special Soldiers M/b M/M Previously… I turned the water on hard and hot, dad got in and then I did, I began soaping him up rubbing my hands over his hairy chest and shoulders. I was focusing on his nipples and they hardened under my touch and his cock began to grow, I couldn’t meet his eyes as I spoke, `dad’ I said softly, he looked at me. `What son’ he said just as quietly. `Would you fuck me dad’ I asked, `fuck me like you fucked my little boy, like I was your little boy’ he raised my head gently smiling at me, `you’ll always be my little boy Gruff but no, I won’t fuck you.’ he said. I nodded reached to turn off the water, the droplets disguising my sudden tears. `Gruff look at me’ he said. He turned me to him, I don’t want to fuck you, I want to make love to you.’ His lips met mine and we kissed not, as hard and rough as we did down stairs but tenderly. Searching each other’s mouths, `this is all new to me son, kiddie fucking is something I thought I’d never do, but I fucking loved tonight’ I want to show you just how much I love you and if having this’ he said grabbing his thick cock `up your ass makes you feel as loved as I love you in here’ he said banging his chest `then I’ll do anything for you.’ We got out the shower and dried off heading for the bedroom. Chapter 4 When my dad entered the den downstairs a couple of hours ago it was he who was hesitant a bit nervous, now it was my turn. Dad softly stroked my chest, his fingers were far more calloused than mine and the hardened skin made my nips stand up tall and proud, a tingling began and my eyes closed. I felt his warm breath upon my neck as he began to nuzzle me softly nipping the skin around my throat. His fingers moved further down my abdomen as he stroked the hair that covered me, almost petting me like a puppy. I felt as his hand hesitated for a brief moment before reaching my hairy bush his fingers slid through the wiry curls and found the base of my cock that was hardening, he grasped my shaft. He raised his mouth to my ear, nibbling on the lobe before whispering `You’ll have to tell me what you like and don’t like and what you’d like to do. I don’t really know how to please another man, sure I’ve got a big cock, but I want you to enjoy me, your father, as I make you groan, squirm, and cum like a fountain.’ I smiled `Do what ever you want to do to dad, but just make sure you fuck me.’ I said. He grinned at me and nodded `on the bed now, on all fours legs spread,’ he growled at me. I leapt on the bed and felt him settle in behind me. He pulled my hairy ass cheeks apart, I felt his cool breath on my damp ass crack then his tongue traced around the very hairy puckered hole. His tongue darted in and out of his mouth battering the sensitive skin of my sphincter like bullets from a machine gun, my head rested in the pillows muffling my groans. `I’m sorry son, but I want this’ he said. I heard the click of the lube lid and felt the cold jelly on my ring and then tube against my hole as the chilly gel filled my chute. Dad must have slathered his cock up and I felt the bed sag as he moved in as he knelt behind me and pressed his meat against my man cunt. His hands held my hips firmly and he slowly pushed inside the soft flesh, Davey’ small hand and arm had stretched me but I immediately felt full. I watched in the mirror wardrobe getting more horned up as my father fed his cock in to my hungry hole. He worked it in slowly back and forth sinking deeper with every stroke his big mushroom head swiping over the walnut sized prostate gland buried deep inside my ass. Tingles spread throughout my whole body, I felt every nerve ending as they sent these glorious sensations to my brain. So much pleasure was almost sensory overload, my cock was again hard and a big pearl sized drop of precum hung out the end of my piss slit before dripping to the bed. A long thread of the man goo was now hanging getting thicker as more seeped out until a small puddle pooled on the sheet below me. His breathing was slow and steady while mine was a bit erratic. I tried to gulp great gasps of air in as he fed his thick shaft deeper so my hole would relax, be more accepting the invader more easily. His thrusting became smooth and he found a steady rhythm, now as he slid in he pulled my hips back and I was surprised to feel his balls slapping against me as he began to pummel my hot man hole. `Oh my little boy, your pussy’s so tight on your daddy’s big cock, you like that boy, you like being my fuck toy, my pussy boy?’ His voice always gravely, seemed deeper, more husky there was a smokey edge to it. Of course I’d never heard him like this, but it was sexy as fuck. `Yeah daddy I love feeling your big cock in my pussy, I love feeling your big balls pounding my ass as you fuck your son. Deeper please daddy give me all of it, give me your cum, seed me, breed your son so deep so your sperm floods my guts, just like you seeded my little boy.’ I told him. Although I had my dads cock buried in my man cunt, I felt a bit silly and shy talking smut to him. I wanted him to know I loved his cock in me, that the start of this new insestuous relationship between me him and my sons was a good thing. He reached under me and began wanking my slick cock, I won’t last dad if you carry on, I nearly shot my load when you put your cock in me’ I told him. Leaning close to my ear he whispered `Don’t worry boy, I’m close myself and we’ve got a lot more time now to learn şişli travesti about each other’s bodies and enjoy ourselves.’ His hips were moving like a piston driving the fat cock head into my guts rhythmically punching in to my bowels coating my ass chute in his juices. My balls tightened close to my body and for the second time this evening I shot my load into my dads hand. He brought his cum covered fingers to my mouth and I began to feed on my cum, my hungry tongue lapping every drop up. His breathing sped up, his balls were slapping so hard against my hairy ass they sounded like a huge round of applause, he shuddered and buried his shaft so deep in me. I felt the giant sized cock expand as his cum shot from his balls up the shaft and made the bulbous mushroom head swell as he fired his cum deep into my belly. He roared his pleasure pulling my hips back, his fingers painfully gripping me as he seeded me so deep. He collapsed on to my back his weight forcing me into the mattress, his cock was still twitching in my hole pulsing as he discharged the last of his seed into the depths of my bowels. His breathing slowed, soft sighs melting in to the silence of the room. My own lust was sated, I was in heaven, in one night of debauchery I’d fucked my son, fingered my youngest and sucked him off to his first boygasam, as well as having corrupted my own father in to sucking and fucking my son’s and getting him to deeply seed my ass. I was suddenly overwhelmed, exhausted and so very, very sleepy. My eyes fluttered closed and sleep took me and my father to dreams of man sex and kiddie fucking. When I awoke I was held tightly in the hairy arms of my father his chest pressed into my back, his soft fur keeping me warm. I could feel his semi hard cock pressed in to the valley of my ass crack, I didn’t want to move but I needed the bathroom badly. Everything he pumped in me needed out and I was also desperate for a piss. I slid out the bed, dad mumbled and rolled over I quietly closed the bathroom door I did the necessities on the toilet and jumped in the shower. I soaped and cleaned every last bit of my body I felt my asshole, it was a little puffy and sore, my fingers easily slipped in to my stretched cunt. I started to chub up but stopped fingering myself, after all today was Saturday and there was more fun to be had with the boys, Andy and especially my Dad. I got out the shower wrapped a towel around my waist and started the bathtub running for the boys, I went to Andy’s room, he was still sleeping soundly. Both boys were spooning each other and Andy’s arm draped over them both. Holding them safe and secure, God it was so sexy I wanted to throw my towel off and dive into bed with them. I awoke both boys with deep kisses and lots of tongue, I got them up and into the tub. I awoke Andy with a light sucking on his morning wood, he smiled as he came awake stretching so his feet hung off the end of the bed. `Shower, now’ I said pulling him up and slapping his ass. He mumbled as he headed out the room. Next was dad, I pulled the duvet off him and suckled on that monster meat, he grew in my mouth and began pumping my face. I pulled off him laughing, I was so happy, `you’re a horny fucker dad, but I want to do a lot with you and the boys today, so right now, the boys are in the tub, Andy’s in the guest shower and my showers free for you. Lets get up, get get dressed and get out for a late breakfast.’ Forty five minutes later we’re all dressed, dad had raided my wardrobe and grabbed an old workout t-shirt of mine the neck and arms ripped out, it showed his bulging muscles and pecs off to perfection especially and his hairy chest looked magnificent. On his lower half he wore a pair of my running shorts, they were those short shorts their length only just covered his hanging cock, he’d point blank refused to wear briefs or boxers under them. He had his socks from yesterday and a pair of my Nikes, black with a white swoosh. He looked ready for a porn scene in a gym rather than breakfast at McDonalds! Andy was happy in his jeans and shirt from yesterday but no underwear, I was in a black t-shirt and black jogging pants blue Nikes with a white swoosh. The boys were both dressed in Winnie the Pooh t-shirts, blue shorts and trainers that flashed when they walked. They looked cute in the same clothes but Davey’s were a couple of sizes smaller. We were heading out the door when dad rushed back inside, he came out and handed something to Andy winking at him, `just in case’ he said. `What was that?’ I asked, `and in case of what?’ `It’s a surprise’ he said. We got to the car, I got Davey in his seat and strapped him in, Andy moved the booster seat for Eric to the middle and got in by the window. Dad took the front seat next to me. We drove with the radio on playing some crappy song from the eighty’s, just under ten minutes later we’re parked up and heading into the restaurant. Dad, Andy and the boys headed to a booth while I went and ordered the food. Dad arranged where everyone would sit, what surprised me was he was sat in the middle of the booth, with Eric on his left side then Andy. Davey was on dads right and a space left for me, we’d missed the breakfast menu so we adults ate Big Macs and the boys had chicken nuggets and fries. Davey was particular that he always had to have ketchup to dip his fries in, it was when dad chocked back a laugh that I looked at my boy. He was dunking his fries in the sauce and then sucking them very suggestively, sliding them in and out of his mouth. I felt my cock wake up and start to chub, I seemed to be a walking hard on at the moment, Jesus Christ he looked fucking sexy, but we couldn’t draw attention ourselves especially in a family restaurant. `Eat them properly’ I said frowning at him. `Yes daddy’ he said. I had to cool off, `I’m going for a piss’ I said. Dad laughed `he’s fine, it’s only because we know what he did last night you’re worried. Go take a leak and come back and finish your food.’ I stood and he swatted my ass and winked at me, I headed to the restrooms with beylikdüzü travesti a stupid ass grin all over my face. I came back to find Eric stood in front of dad eating his remaining fries, Andy kept glancing nervously around the restaurant. He saw me approaching the table and grinned at me, as did dad, something in my dads face made me think I was missing a joke, something was going on but I didn’t know what. I sat down and started on my food again, Eric was was fidgeting whilst eating, `stand still or sit down’ I said to him. `I can’t sit down’ he said. `Why’ I asked him, `because grandpa put his cock in my pussy’ he said. I choked on my food, I looked at my dad, he grinned at me. I looked at Andy, `I didn’t tell him to do it’ he said. I sat there stunned, my dad had his massive cock in my sons cunt in the middle of MacDonalds. I slid along the seat and glanced down at my dads crotch, his shorts leg was pulled up and his hairy bush and four inches of his shaft was all that was visible, the other God only knows how many inches were sunk in Eric’s lily white ass. My cock got hard, like a fucking rock, `what the fuck are you thinking dad!’ I whisper shouted to him. `Relax, son no one can see I’m fucking your kid. You can’t tell me you’re not horned up knowing I’m ploughing the little fucker here.’ He whispered back. I glanced around the restaurant just like Andy was doing, as Andy swooped back on his pass of the room we locked eyes. `You hard?’ I asked him. `Ohhh yeah!’ He said, `you going to fuck him here too?’ I asked. `Can I?’ He questioned me. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head in resignation, `of course you can fuck him.’ Dad patted me on the shoulder leaving his hand there, `that’s my boy’ he said squeezing to let me know he was happy. Dad’s hands moved under the table and I watched as Eric was moved backwards and forwards slowly, dad was clearly holding on to my boys hips pulling him on and off his cock. Dad carried on talking, changing topics to random things so no one walking by would have a clue that this mature man had his massive fuck stick sunk deep into my little boys cunt. I was horned up watching what was going on when dad just said `Oh SHIT!’ I didn’t understand what was wrong, I looked over to where he was looking, sudden dread filled me. Andy looked too, `who’s that waving’ he asked. At the same time dad and I spoke, `My dad,’ said dad, my grandpa Jack’ I said. Andy looked at us, looked at Eric with all that man meat in his boy pussy then back at us. `Oh fucking shit’ he said. `Pull out of him dad’ I said, `no time’ said dad. I turned in my seat and smiled, there in all his six feet two inch glory, stood, no more than two feet from of our booth, was my grandpa Jack. `Hey grandpa.’ I said holding out my hand, he clasped it and shook hard. Grandpa was only sixty three both he and my dad had their kids when they’d barley finished school. He looked quite youthful, more like he’s was in his fifties or so rather than sixties, he pulled a chair over to sit with us. `How’s my favourite men’ he said to my kids. Davey giggled holding his hands over his mouth, grandpa chucked him gently under his chin. Eric’s grinning from ear to ear while still munching on his fries. I’m not sure if he’s grinning because his great grandpa called him a man, because he’s pigging out on junk food or simply because he’s enjoying the feeling as his grandpa’s cock slides in and out of his slick boy cunt. Before anyone can say anything Davey tells the room he needs a wee wee, I put my burger down, my grandpa says `no boy, you sit and eat I’ll take him, I need a piss myself!’ I look at dad, my eyes horror filled, dad shakes his head. Grandpa Jack was on his feet, Davey was under the table and stood beside him holding his pee pee tightly squirming the way small kids do. Grandpa Jack heads off to the restroom holding his hand. `For fucks sake dad, pull out and finish him at home.’ I say. Dad grins `oh no, this is so hot, my heart hasn’t beat like this in years, no, son I’m going to make it last and I might even wank the little fella off too.’ I stare at him. `Eat your burger’ he says and grins. I chew but the food has turned to sawdust in my mouth, this whole situation has gotten completely out of hand. My dad the bastion of stability, who’s planned every decision in his life down to the colour of his socks matching his underwear has become reckless and cavalier. He’s getting high off the endorphins of possibly getting caught fucking a child in MacDonalds by his own father. I shake my head in disbelief, I chew and chew but the food just won’t go down, I take a big slurp of Pepsi and managed to swallow it down. All I can see is to the side of me is Eric swaying to and fro, backwards and forwards. His eyes close every time he slides backwards his mouth opens in an `o’ as my dads cock stimulates his prostate. I’m hypnotised and almost jump out of my skin when grandpa Jack sits down again beside me, Davey slides under the table and takes his seat, between Dad and Andy. The little shit is giggling, Grandpa Jack is glaring at me, dad and Andy. I stared at Davey. Grandpa Jack places his hand on my forearm and squeezes, `what did you do’ I ask my youngest son. `Don’t you get pissed with him’ my grandpa says. He’s now doing the angry whispering, `do you want to explain to me why, after we finished peeing little Davey here grabbed my cock and started to suck me off. but when I told him it naughty he said he’s allowed, that daddy, grandpa and Andy let him do it.’ Grandpa’s fury carries through whispers to us. `What the fuck is going on with you, I can’t believe my own son and grandson are kiddie fuckers, I thought I raised you better than that. I’m just glad your grandma’s not here to witness this, this filth!’ He was so angry, the veins on his temples were standing out. I didn’t know what to say, I looked at the table, so I was surprised when my dad spoke. `Dad’ he said, `Dad!’ He had to repeat it as the old man was oblivious to anything, `Dad, come sit next to me,’ my father said. I looked up, “no dad, in istanbul travesti fact not just no, but Hell NO!’ I said. Dad said `shut it `Gruff, my dad needs to see this to understand what we did last night, that what I’m doing right now isn’t hurting the boy. That I’m showing them more love than he could possibly imagine, Andy move and let the old man sit next to me, take Davey with you.’ Andy stood and swapped places, Davey sat in his lap squirming. Andy’s face was sheer lust as the preteen boy ground his virgin cunt into his crotch. Grandpa Jack reluctantly slid into the booth, `closer’ dad said. They sat so close together that their thighs were touching. Grandpa looked at dad, dad used his eyes, and chin sort of nodding to point down. Grandpa Jack looked down and stared, his mouth dropped wide open. Dad had Eric’s hips in his hands and had pushed him forwards so that inch after inch of his cock had slid nearly all the way out of his tiny boy pussy only the fat head was inside the tiny anus. His shaft glistened with lube, I suddenly realised what dad had gone back into the house for before we left. Having no pockets he’d given the tube to Andy to hold till he was ready to fuck my boy again. He’d planned to do this here, he really was a dirty sly old bastard. Grandpa watched amazed as he slid the meat log back into Eric’s hot tight boy cunt. Not a word came from Eric’s lips just small sighs and ooo’s and ahhhs’s of enjoyment. Not a word came from grandpa Jack either, he sat watching my dad, his son, fuck my son, his great grandchild who was stood there loving every minute of it. Dad he said, the old man looked at him. `You’ve been on your own for nearly ten years now, I know you’ve got desires, needs. I know you’ll never marry again or even date another woman, but this boy, this boy here will love you and will love you loving him. Let him show you how much.’ Grandpa just looked fascinated as my dad fucked Eric in long smooth stokes. `Dad’ he said, `dad,’ he repeated `get your cock out.’ Grandpa Jack didn’t hear him so was he focused on my fathers cock sliding in and out, in and out deeper and deeper into Eric’s pussy. when dad told him again to get his cock out his head shot up to meet my dads eyes so fast I’m surprised he didn’t get whiplash. `Dad didn’t give him another chance, `just do it old man. Davey’s already had a chew on your meat, no-one would believe you didn’t want it.’ Seems dad was just being just as much a manipulative bastard to my grandpa as I was to him last night. Grandpa sat there shaking his head, `no it’s wrong, it’s perverted, it’s just wrong!’ He spoke louder than he intended on that last word but lowed his voice again. Dads voice lowered so grandpa had to lean in to hear him but looked shock when dad said, `Get. Your. Cock. Out. NOW!’ My dad said every word softly, quietly but forcefully, grandpa scowled as he fumbled with his zipper yanking it down. He reached in side his pants and fumbled then pulled out a good sized uncut piece of meat. Another good tug and all his cock was out, it was hard and the end was wet. My dad grinned, `I knew you were turned on you old pervert,’ he said. Dad pushed Eric forwards and slid out of him and passed him to my grandpa, `he’s nice and wet but I’ve got lube if you need it.’ He said. Dad reached over and I watched hungrily as my dad gripped his own father’s cock to guide it into my sons cunt. The look on my grandpa’s face is one I’ll never ever forget, not because that this my son, was his first boy pussy. Or the sheer unadulterated pleasure on his face, not the lust, or the love I felt for him. I don’t know what you’d call it. But he looked peaceful, serene, beautiful and a million other adjectives, but this was the first true happiness I’d seen on his face since my grandma’s passing. Grandpa’s hands went to Eric’s hips, and pulled the child backwards and sunk in deep, I watched as he made Eric glide forwards and backwards. He was moving him pretty quickly, enough to make a dad on another table look over at us inquisitively before looking away. The poor old bastard must have been so desperate for a nice cunt even if it was a boy pussy as he pulled Eric back hard and then he began trembling, a deep sigh escaped his lips. His face went red, as he shot his seed into Eric’s guts. Dad feigned concern patting grandpa on the back, saying to me `get his heart pills son’. I pretended to reach into his pocket and pass the mythical pills to dad who pretended to slip one in his dad’s mouth. `That better dad’ he asked. Grandpa nodded, `oh yeah son, I had no idea I needed that.’ He grinned at my dad. They leant their heads together and I had an image of us all fucking, dad and grandpa spit roasting me while Eric rode my cock, it was so vivid I blew in my jogging pants. I sat there stunned, I gasped a few deep lung fulls of air, dad looked at me confused, but went back to focusing on grandpa. Andy sat there with Davey still on his lap having watched the entire show, both their faces held heat and need. The dad on the other table stood and came over, `everything okay here’ he asked. We all spoke at once, there were lots of sure we’re okay’s and fines but he wasn’t buying it, he pulled out his wallet. There clear as daylight was a police I.D, he looked at his badge then at us all. I’m sure the colour drained out of our faces, he leant on the table and spoke softly `I’m not going to arrest you right now, I’m not going to cause a scene. But I know, I saw what you’ve just done and what you were doing before the old man arrived. He held up his phone, he touched the screen and you could see something like fucking was happening. Enough to get social services and hospital checks on the boys done. `I also know what car you arrived in, I’ve got your plate number.’ He left us hanging, we were waiting for the sword to drop, he reached into his jacket and pulled out another wallet. Opening it he got out a business card and handed it to me with some napkins from his other hand. What you just did to this small child was hot as fucking hell, and you,’ he said to me `you’ll need these, you’ve shot through your pants’ he said. My names Cal, call me, SOON!’ To be continued… Check out another of my stories about a horny uncle and his fty//gay/incest/nephew-plays-horsey/nephew-plays-horsey-1 WICKR – mortedeamour

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