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Subject: My Boy’s Boy-Part II Thanks to Nifty for hosting these stories and helping most of us get our collective rocks off, both while reading and while writing. Please consider donating to Nifty–maybe so much per squirt! (c) 2010 Derrick Sanders. This story is fiction, but like most things there are occasional snippets that are based in fact. I know I snored after fucking Kevin’s ass while I spooned behind him and my cummy limp dick eventually slide out of his wet hole. Only in fantasies does it stay in the ass all night long. Nothing puts me to sleep like a good fucking of my boy and the duping of a load in his ass. I snore like a son of a bitch and I know it. Dylan had to hear that. Snoring always meant the fucking was over and Daddy was tired enough for a good sleep. Dylan’s View After the drive to Dad and Craig’s and the time spent helping Craig set up his office, I was beat. Not really physically tired or mentally tired, but just in need of sleep for one reason or another. Craig and Dad needed a little help setting up all the equipment in Craig’s office, but they probably could have done it with a little help over the phone or Zoom calls fromme. I’m not certain my presence was really necessary, but it was a good excuse to see my Dad and the new guy in his life. Craig’s not like Dad’s other boyfriends. Craig’s tall, beefy, can act like a damn redneck some of the time. I wouldn’t know Craig was gay if I encountered him out somewhere. Not that it matters to me anyway one way or the other. Dad is smitten with him and they get along pretty good and I don’t mind hanging out with him either. He’s pretty much become a second dad to me. But my God. istanbul travesti Last night. I usually sleep in the nude and had stripped after I shut my door after taking my last piss of the night. I woke up thinking I was hearing some sort of noise that startled me awake. I realized pretty quickly the sounds of sex in Dad and Craig’s room. And not just quiet vanilla sex which was always what I figured they had. But loud grunting and animal rutting was coming from next door. I recognized it as soon as I came out of my sleepy fog. Craig was apparently a damn animal and he was taking out his needs on my dad. Then I realized my cock was painfully hard. Achingly hard as only a twenty-three year old cock can be. And I was leaking. I could feel the slight bit of fluid running out the tip of my cock and wetting my throbbing manhood ever so slightly. In my sleep I must have realized what they were doing and it must have aroused the hell out of me. The noise was too loud for me to sleep and with what I knew was going on next door, there was no way that I was going to get to sleep. Craig was fucking my Dad and he was fucking the hell out of him. I had figured Craig was the top in the relationship, but he always struck me as that gentle teddy bear sort of guy. There was nothing gentle about what I heard going on next door. My Dad was getting his ass fucked and he was getting his ass fucked good. I was conflicted as I lay there listening to the grunting and groaning. There were quiet whispers before I heard my Dad tell Craig to fuck him–fuck him hard–and then there was more grunting, moaning and groaning. And my fucking dick was hard. It got even kadıköy travesti harder the more they fucked if that was possible and I felt more precum leak out of it and ooze down my cock. Then I heard “OH FUCK” next door and a low gutteral moan from Craig. He sounded like a fucking monster mating for all he was worth and I realized he had cum and probably in my Dad’s butt. And at that moment my hard 23-year old cock erupted. I had not even touched it as I lay there and now it was shooting cum like no other. I moaned and groaned as my nuts spewed through my cock into the air around me. The only good thing was that Dad and Craig couldn’t hear me–probably–as they were lost in their own rutting and Craig’s getting his own cum. “What the hell?” I thought to myself. I got off on hearing my Dad and his partner fucking like animals. No—I got off on my Dad getting fucked like an animal by his boyfriend who apparently was more of a stud than I ever realized. I grabbed a dirty sock to clean the spunk off of me and after throwing it on the floor…realized I could not stay awake much longer. I’d have to think about what this meant after I had some sleep. Craig’s View I wake up with a semi-hardon and a bladder full of piss. I never make Kevin drink my morning piss. I’m getting soft with my old age although I love draining my bladder into him. Only wearing a pair of pajama bottoms since we had company, I head off for the bathroom to take care of my needs and get started with the rest of my day. I took a hell of a piss, leaving the door to the bathroom open. Kevin and I pretty much lived in an open door environment–pissing was no exception. bakırköy travesti As I was shaking if off, Dylan walked in. He was wearing a tight fitting pair of boxer briefs and excused himself and said he’d wait for me to finish. I talked to him while I shook it off. I didn’t bother to tuck it back in my pajamas and left them unbuttoned intentionally. I asked Dylan how he slept. He said he slept like a baby as the drive had really worn him out the night before. I said that was good as I was afraid maybe we had woke him up when we finally went to bed. I smirked as I said it and every so slightly moved my hips hoping my cock would show through the ajar fly in my pajama bottoms. He said he’d not been disturbed at all and he went in the bathroom and shut the door. His ass looked so hot in those boxer briefs as I got I quick look at his backside. I wasn’t certain Dylan had heard us, but I knew one thing. Someone else moaned as I came in Kevin’s ass besides me. And it wasn’t Kevin–he’d been gagged after he asked to be fucked by my hard cock. Sometimes he squealed like a pig and I knew he didn’t want his son to hear him do that. Sometimes I liked to hear him squeal and make noise and other times I just wanted to fuck in peace and quiet. Last night was a peace and quiet night. I didn’t care what Dylan heard, but I was trying to be nice to Kevin and not let his son hear just how bad his Dad liked to get fucked. At least not yet. But I know that someone else moaned and groaned besides me when I came. My hearing is really good and our walls are pretty thin–and I know what I sound like when I cum. Dylan had to hear us fucking–no he heard me fucking. And that damn faggot got off listening to me fuck his dad. My cock chubbed up at the thought. Kevin was going to get another fucking this morning or maybe I would save my cum for other activities in the day. —- I love comments or suggestions–thanks for reading.

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