My big hunky brother likes to relax after a rugby match. Which means I get to do most of the work. He comes straight to my flat without having showered, so his ass crack is really ripe and sweaty. It drives me nuts licking him out, burying my face between those meaty buns. I give him a good rimming then a good fucking, but I try not to come too soon. That jockstrap is wonderfully ripe as well, so I flick him over and feast on that as well. I leave the jock on but get his cock out and blow him to the edge. Then I ram my dick back inside him and fuck us both to a good hard come. I’m usually exhausted by that point, so it’s bro’s turn to take charge. The jockstrap come off and gets rubbed in my face as my brother sets off on eating my hole and getting it ready for the first of many shaftings.
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Uncle Finlay is the sales director, and if Mark wants to join his ludicrously well-paid team, then he has to prove his hunger by agreeing to his uncle’s terms. One of the conditions stated at the interview was for Mark to drop his trousers and show his uncle his ass. But how much further will Mark have to go? The answer isn’t obvious. And Mark is in for a surprising weekend in: UNCLE FINLAY’S HARD BARGAIN This is Dad giving me a flash of what he expects to be orally worshipped. And while it looks a bit mean, I’ll happily oblige: give that nipple a good chew and lap the miserly portion of pec on show; smother my face in his furry belly and tongue fuck his navel; and breath in the musk of his untrimmed pubes. But it won’t end there. It doesn’t take much to make Dad hard and by the time I’ve worked down to those pubes, his cock with be towering out of the snug leather shorts he’s wearing, so that will end up getting most of the attention, licked and sucked and used to face fuck. Dad will then take over, stripping naked like his son so I can worship the rest of his body before he mounted me and uses the erection to screw my giddy brains out and breed me with daddy cum. Yeah, I’m a very ‘BAD DAD’, teasing my son like this. He’s a versatile lad and he fucks other men, and I know he’d love to slip his cock up my big meaty ass and give his old man a pounding. But I could never allow him. It wouldn’t feel right being buggered by my son. I do like a bit of anal action, though, so he can get his tongue up there instead. I’m not that bad a dad that I would deny my son a taste of my chute. He can give me the works. And then I’ll return the favour. Being a good dad by rimming him then fucking his brains out several times over. I’m on holiday with Dad and as you can see, he’s managed to get a reasonable tan. It’s done in small doses - an hour at the most, then he gives me a look like he’s doing now. Time for me to head back to the room, where Dad will join me a few minutes later. Then he’ll give me a lot more than a look. He’ll fuck my brains out yet again and breed me with his baby batter. Then he’ll head back to the pool, have a quick dip and chill for a while. Work on his tan for a little while then he’ll throw me another look. He says the heat makes him really horny, and the sight of my ass in skimpy trunks adds to the problem. No problem for me, though. That’s why I lie close beside him and make sure he gets a good view of what is available for him to screw. There’s grey in his beard and even more on his chest, but that doesn’t matter a jot in my eyes. He’s the sexiest beast in all of creation as far as I’m concerned. Deliciously mature, wonderfully hunky, with no qualms at all about fucking his son, which he does on a daily basis, usually more than the once. He’s the best dad in the world and i love him to bits, especially when the shorts come down and he shows me his finest asset - a lovely big cock for me to suck before he rams it up my ass and buggers me bandy. Saturday morning is all about sport, and I play football in the park. Now I’m back home, out on the balcony enjoying the view. Dad’s down there, heading towards the building having returned from his tennis match. In a few minutes he’ll be enjoying the view as well - one that he’s seen many times before, but says he’ll never tire of. I hope that’s the case, as while the mornings are fun, the afternoon sport is so much better. Dad and I getting hot and sweaty, spending most of the time with his cock up my ass. I should feel seriously annoyed - totally pissed off. My brother said the accommodation was basic, but I never expected this piece of shit. And it would appear he’s burned the breakfast sausages, adding to his sins. But how could I ever be annoyed with my brother when he gives me a smile like that, and makes it clear there is something else for me to feast on - my favourite piece of meat bulging out his shorts. Who cares about food and the accommodation. As long as I spend most of the weekend with that lovely big dick inside me, I’ll be the happiest lad in the world. It’s all a bit naughty doing this in public, my brother sending out a very clear message with the suggestive pose and filthy look on his face. I give him a grin in return then hurry off to our hotel room, where I know he’ll join me in a couple of minutes. Then he can spread his legs again and I’ll smother my face in that brotherly crotch, worship the tackle under the shorts, then pull it out to suck with fervour. Perhaps he’ll feed me a mouthful of spunk. Or maybe I’ll end up spreading my legs as my brother mounts me and screws me ragged. As always he’ll be the one who decides on the nature of our sex, and I’ll be happy to play along whatever form it takes. My brother is really proud of his chest and flaunts it whenever he gets the chance. Hot weather means he’s always topless when he picks me up from college on a Friday. It’s difficult to keep my hands off it, but obviously I do until we get to his flat. Then I’m all over it, and he’s all over me, as we start the weekend as we mean to go on. |
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May 2020
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