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Subject: Dad’s Hard Christmas Cock, Chapter 3 (gay incest, watersports) Dad’s Hard Christmas Cock, Chapter 3 Nifty is a treasure. Please support it if you can. This story is fiction (even if I wish it weren’t) This chapter includes consensual watersports and very rough face fucking between a very happy boy and his dad. If that isn’t your thing, probably best to skip this one! I love hearing from readers. Feel free to write me at hoo My cock pulsed and I had another dry orgasm as dad spit on my face and then shoved his adult tongue in my mouth, kissing me hard, and making my dreams come true. **************************************************************************** We laid like that for a while, his hairy body against my small, smooth one and kissed, ranging from gentle and slow to passionate and hungry. I drove my little tongue into my dad’s mouth, feeling his adult tongue duel with mine. I ran my tongue across his lips, and moaned when he grabbed the back of my head and began kissing me with intense passion as I wrapped my arms and legs around his body. Dad rolled so that I was laying on top of him and I loved the feeling, my small body on top of his hairy chest, his hands running along my back and my ass as we kissed. Dad’s cock had never really gone soft but I felt it getting fully hard again and I groaned. “Lick my balls,” dad urged, gently applying pressure to the back of my neck. I didn’t have to be told twice. I kissed my way down his body, pausing to gratefully kiss his hard cock, showering it with thank you kisses, until moving between is leg. I began eagerly sucking and licking at his hairy balls, my face still sticky with his cum. I moaned into dad’s ball sac, loving the taste and smell of him. Dad put his hand on the back of my head, rubbing his fingers gently through my hair, and started asking me questions, his deep voice a horny growl. “Did you like it, son? Did you like dad raping your little face and making you choke and gag on my cock? Did you like eating my cum and making out with my dirty ass?” “Yes, dad,” I moaned over and over. “I love being your cock sucking fag. I love gagging on your hard incest cock and cleaning your ass with my tongue. I’ve dreamed about it for so long.” I couldn’t stand not having his cock in me another moment. I moaned and sucked izmit escort bayan him back into my mouth, tasting the copious precum he was leaking. Up until now, it had all been dad fucking my face and throat, which I loved, but now I wanted to give him a blow job. Dad sensed it and didn’t grab my head, letting me tease the head of his cock with my tongue, pump my own face up and down on his shaft, feeling his cock pulse and twitch in response to my ministrations. I took the chance to explore with my hands, running them over his fuzzy body, through his wiry pubes, caressing his hairy balls, all the while worshiping his hard daddy cock with my mouth. Dad let me enjoy it, as I cooed and groaned and dad moaned softly, enjoying my work. Dad’s hips started to gently thrust and I learned that he would twitch and moan when I teased the underside of his cock with my little tongue. “I’m getting close,” dad said after a few minutes and shortly I felt his cock swell and then the head of his cock spasm as he shot his hot load in my cocksucking mouth. “Eat my load,” dad ordered, putting a hand on the back of my head and holding me there while he finished shooting. I groaned as his cum exploded in my mouth, feeling proud of making him cum on my own. I nursed on his cock, making sure to eat every drop of cum before I went back to licking dad’s balls. After a few minutes, dad pulled me off his balls and stood, grabbing me under one arm and carrying my little body across to the bathroom. He stepped inside and put me down on the floor, sitting on the toilet in front of me with his legs spread wide. Dad grinned his sexy grin, staring me in the eyes. “After I cum,” dad said, “I need to piss. If only there was a urinal I could use.” I whimpered and dropped onto my knees between his hairy thighs. I grabbed the poppers and took a hit on my own without prompting, inhaling deeply. Dad grinned at me again and said “God, what a little slut you are,” as he stared in my fucked up little eyes before pushing my face onto his cock. “Drink me,” he said, making my cock pulse in another dry orgasm as I tasted the first squirt of salty piss from his still hard cock in my eager mouth. I gulped frantically, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I drank greedily, swallowing his piss as fast as I could, determined izmit sınırsız escort not to waste a single drop. “Fuck, yes, you little faggot urinal,” my father moaned, his fingers still lovingly running through my hair as he pissed down my throat, listening to me gulp and gasp trying to keep up with his stream. I drank, moaning deep in my throat, my hands eagerly exploring dad’s thighs and balls. Dad kept up his litany of filthy talk as he drained his bladder into my greedy little mouth. “Drink it, son, be a good little whore for your dad. Suck the piss out of the cock that made you. Drink my golden waste, you sexy piss drinking fag.” Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and pulled me off his still pissing cock, his yellow stream arching up and hitting his own belly. I grabbed his hard cock and aimed it directly at my own face. “Good whore,” dad cooed as he watched his piss cover my little face, “Let me mark my territory.” I felt dad’s cock throb in my hand while his hot piss sprayed my face, making my little cock throb and pulse again. “Oh, God, dad, thank you for letting me be your urinal,” I cried before he pushed me back onto his cock, making me drink the rest as his stream died. “Good toilet,” he said, patting my head as I continued licking and sucking at his piss slit, eager for more, “Now you’ve got dad all hot and bothered again.” His piss finished, Dad grabbed the back of my head and started guiding my face up and down on his cock. “Fuck, I love your little mouth, fag,” dad moaned. I forced my own throat over his cock this time, and he groaned in appreciation. “My 9 year old son, the deep throating cock whore,” dad sighed, and began thrusting his hips to drive his cock into me. He started face fucking me gently, running his hands through my hair and letting us both enjoy the feeling of me on my knees servicing him while he sat on the toilet and used me. I started fucking my throat on his cock more forcefully, eagerly shoving my throat as far down as I could, letting myself gag and wretch. “That is so fucking hot, son,” dad said and I moaned in response, still trying to get more of his cock in me. He stood, keeping his hand on the back of my head so that I moved with him, and started pumping himself, holding my head in position and kocaeli escort bayan forcing himself further down my throat. I gagged hard but grabbed onto his ass and held myself there, trying to pull more of his cock into me. Dad handed me the poppers again. “Use these,” he said, sensing what I wanted, “It will make it easier.” I took the poppers from him and huffed deeply before handing them back. For the first time, dad took the bottle and huffed himself, taking a deep hit in each nostril as I went back down on him. The poppers hit me and I started ramming my throat over his cock, tears streaming down my face as I gagged and wretched on his hard dick. With one hand, dad gently caressed my cheek and said “I love you, son. Be who you are, let yourself go. I will always love you.” A moment later, the poppers hit dad as well and he grabbed my head and fucked hard. I felt his pubes against my nose and his balls slap my chin. He pulled back part way and then rammed in again, starting a furious, fast, and vicious face fuck “We’re going all the way this time whore. Choke on me. Puke on me. Tears are just a cocksucker’s precum. Let yourself go. Be the complete fag you know you want to be for me.” He pulled me into his groin while I grabbed onto his ass cheeks and tried to pull him even deeper into me, both of us moaning at the intense face rape of son by father both high on poppers. Snot and tears ran down my face while spit and throat slime dripped from my chin. Dad held me there while I gagged and wretched, still thrusting his hips hard into my willing mouth. I felt dad’s grip relax, giving me the option of backing off. I just moaned and grabbed harder onto his ass. When I didn’t back off, dad’s grip on my head tightened, my hair in his fists. He thrust hard, ravaging my eager cocksucking throat, burying himself deep inside me, filling me with cock. My throat spasmed around his hard cock and my eyes rolled back into my head, a dry orgasm hitting me as I vomited dad’s own piss back up on him, spewing through my nose and out of the corners of my mouth. “Fuck, yes, whore!” dad cheered, and resumed thrusting into my abused throat. It only took a few more strokes and his cock started to spasm, filling my belly with another cum load. “We better get you in the shower, son,” dad said, reaching down to tousle my hair, both of us out of breath. “We have to get all of this cleaned up before your mom gets home.” “This has been a great Christmas, dad,” I said. “It really has, cocksucker. It really has,” dad answered, a satisfied grin on his face.