My sleeping son
Micah was sleeping soundly next to me. I was still buzzed from the hot handjob I gave him earlier. I was drifting off when suddenly I felt Micah's string erection pressing against my leg. The head of his cock was branding my thigh. I adjusted myself and I moved over as much as the cramped space would allow. Micah rolled over and spread his legs, his bulge was pulsing, and by what I could tell, was aching for release from the tight fabric. I fell for temptation and I was soon furiously stroking myself as I watched my beautiful boy sleep. His chest softly rising and falling as he dreamed. My eyes were glued to his throbbing dick. His cock was twitching and his cock head was visible through the wet, stained fabric. I reached out and scratched my finger over his piss slit. His dick reacted violently. His dick bounced. With lust in my eyes I slowly peeled away his undies and unleashed his angry penis. His balls were hanging lazily between his legs as his hard cock swayed back and forth. I was hypnotized by my son's massive cock. I grabbed his penis and gave it a few soft squeezes. Micah seemed to like it because before I knew it. A river of precum was leaking all over my fist. His cock head was shining in the moonlight.
Micah seemed to be in a deep slumber. The brownies he ate a few hours before really kicked in and his stoned body was ripe for molestation. I moved my hands from his dick and I ran them over his tight, twink body. I slowly rubbed and teased his perky, pink nipples. They were flushed a deep red from the blood rushing to them. I gave them a quick roll between my fingers and pulled them. Micah let out a deep sigh and his cock sent out a spasm of precum. His lower abs were covered. I rubbed my fingers in it and brought them to my mouth. I hungrily sucked off the sweet sap and I went back to massaging my son's hot body. I worked over my son for what seemed like hours before I couldn't help it and I swallowed my son to the hilt of his penis. His pubes tickled my nose and I breathed in his musky scent. I slobbered on his prick. At this point, I didn't care if he was awake or not. I was ravenous. I loved sucking cock, but sucking my own son's? It reminded me of my own father and how he gave me my first blow job. What brought me back from my slutty memories was the feeling of Micah's hands aggressively pushing my head down. I gagged a bit and then I felt the strong streams of cum pound the back of my throat. I swore he was pissing. He spent the next 20 seconds unloading his bull balls down my throat. After I finished draining my son, he grunted and mumbled something about aching balls. He was still raging hard. His wet cock was crying for more attention.
I haven't been fucked in years, but the pained look in my son's face, coupled with his angry penis, I caved and squatted over my boy. His heat radiating off of him hit my hole and sent a wave of pleasure rocking through me. My cock was standing at attention, humming with my heartbeat. I slid myself down onto my son, feeling his hot, rock hard fuck stick pierce my tight, warm pussy. Micah's dick was buried to the base in me and I started to slowly milk him. He was grunting and moaning as I worked his cock. I bounced up and down, my strong thick legs able to keep up with my vigorous fucking.
“Fuck, dad, you're really tight” he grunted through gritted teeth. “You're a good fuck”
I purred at the praise and my bouncing got faster.
“I want to pound you” Micah panted. I stopped my assault on my son and straddled him. Micah proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. I was honestly surprised with how rough he was being. I couldn't get enough. I took in every thrust of his cock, like a piston he pounded me with mechanical efficiency, tears were streaking down my face as my son continued his unholy assault on my hungry mancunt.
I couldn't take another second of my son's fucking, before I knew it the warm feeling of an orgasm started to brew in my aching balls. Every punch to my prostate sent a glob of milky precum rolling down my shaft. My orgasam was burning. It was a deep, angry burn. I held back as much as I could. Everytime Micah entered me it sent me closer and closer to the edge. “Shit son, I'm gonna….” I wasn't able to finish my sentence before my oragasm ripped through my body. My dick got rigid and erupted with a hot, thick load. It coated Micah's face. I could not stop. I continued to unload rope after rope onto his young, boyish face. Micah ate as much as he could get in his mouth. He sucked me clean and after I finished emptying my balls, Micah kept my cock in his mouth and he went for it.
He sucked the shit out of my cock. I was so sensitive I couldn't help but piss. He drank every drop as he continued to assail my hole with his pornstar cock. He gave one final thrust and I felt his dick contact rhythmically as he filled me up with more of his potent cum. Micah slid out of me with a juicy pop. I farted and globs of cum were expelled from my hole. My son gave me a quick kiss before falling back asleep. I laid there with the morning sun peeking its way through the trees and into the tent. My body was covered in sweat and sex. I looked at my sleeping boy with pride. I laid down and drifted off, dreaming about the next few days and what I could end up doing to Micah, and what in turn he will do to me.
