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I WANT ~~C===========3 IN ME

WASSUP Im Vinny and Im 17 years old Im from New York City I LOVE GUYS yummy yes im gay and im looking for my MR.RIGHT !! ask me anything and if your cute and live in nyc hit me up (16-30) years old

maleholeformale:

unclemikesbasement:

Dad’s dick was always the kid’s security blanket…

clark : that s right dad !

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dadsboy:

“C’mere, son! Daddy’s big balls are full of hot cum and it’s time for your breakfast.”
…the kid loved Dad’s baby batter so much that he’d immediately wake up, wiggle his little pussy in the air and nurse on his father’s dick like it was a milk bottle

propertyofbabas:

As I had finally turned 16, dad decided it was time that I sat in on his poker game. Mom glanced back and forth between us, worried that I might be growing up too fast before dad intervened.
“He’ll be fine Margaret. It’s just us boys & it’s time he spend some more time with the guys.” This tactic usually worked as I was an only child and both sides of my parents family were filled with girls. Since both families lived so close, I’d spent a lot of time with the daughters they all had, my lovely cousins. It wasn’t that I disliked them or anything, but it wasn’t the same as spending time with guys my own age, or even better - men. She could see the look on my face, excited beyond all reason, and gave in. I was sent to the car and heard dad reassure her again (‘My dad took me at that age and I turned out just fine. He’ll be ok, trust me.’) as I slipped on my shoes and awaited the journey. I’m not sure what I espected when I got there - perhaps drinking, cigars, cursing - but what I hadn’t expected were 3 horny men unzipping themselves and trying to shove themselves down my my throat all at once.
While my father had been amused at his poker buddies for a moment, he saw my distress and quickly defused the situation.
“Easy boys, easy!” He called to them. Each turned their heads towards his voice at the other side of the room. “Now, no test driving my boy. He’ll service all of you in due time.”
“Yeah?,” His work buddy Carl asked “And how do we decide who goes first?” Patrick & Stewart, a lawyer and English professor, cocked their heads to the side as they tucked themselves back in.
“Well, that’s easy.” Dad shuffled the cards as he spoke again, taking a moment to lock eyes with each guy & continuing “I go first.” There was an audible grown but dad pressed on “But what you guys are playing for is the remaining line positions. And believe me - after you see me with him, you’ll want to go second.”
By then they were all seated around the table and dad started to deal. Dad took a big puff of his cuban cigar and blew the smoke in my direction. I blushed for some reason, but knew that the smile it earned from him signified a change in our relationship for good.
“This is his first poker, so be gentle.” The other men nodded and he stared into my eyes to finish talking “And don’t even ask about his hole. That belongs to daddy for his first time, and perhaps permanently unless one of you can beat my ass in poker next week.”
“Quit flapping your gums Glen, we get it.”
He stared at Stewart for interrupting him before all for men laughed. Dad just nodded my way before turning his attentions to the game.
“Good. Just be sure not to forget it.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Each of them had, during this exchange, snuck another look at me and I smiled politely at each of them.
“Now, let’s see which one of you might actually come close to beating me this week……”
I tuned them out their conversation, the usual shit talking, for the rest of the game and eagerly awaited the chance to fufill my part in the family legacy.

unclemikesbasement:

After a few beers Uncle Mike likes to visit his lil’ nephew’s room…
“Come on cutie and give it a suck for your good ole Uncle!”

daddysnastyboy:

“It’s medicine. It’s good for you.” He had a half a pill in his hand. “Take it.” He was starting to get impatient. “But Daddy, I’m not sick” I said. “The doctor gives them to Mommy so she can relax. It’ll help you not be so fussy later” he told me, pushing it into my mouth. “Now swallow.” I ended up going to sleep an hour before my bedtime. As soon as I heard the door creak open I knew what was going to happen, but it took me longer than usual to wake up fully. He pulled my thumb out of my mouth and ran his fingers around the inside of my lips. “Come on, baby. Give Daddy kisses.”
    That was the part I liked best- his kisses. The next part was good too, when he filled up my mouth. It felt really comforting somehow and I liked the way he smelled. Sometimes he’d even play with me down there with his hand while he did it. The tough part was right at the end. He’d start pushing it harder and faster, way down into my throat. It wasn’t that bad though because it meant he was about to feed me his cream. But lately he’d skipped that treat at the end, doing something else instead that I didn’t like at all. Sure enough, that’s what he did this time too.
    “Please, Daddy, please” I begged. “You don’t understand. It hurts so bad.” It wasn’t getting me anywhere. “I understand that you need to shut the fuck up because we’ve been over this plenty of times and I’m sick of arguing with you about it. Spread.” I did what he told me to but I kept going. “But, Daddy, it’s too much to fit in there. It won’t work.” He came up close to me, whispering, but in a tone that sounded like he was yelling. “I’ll decide what works and what doesn’t. I’m the grownup here, remember?” I mumbled “Yes, sir” Looking down and hoping he wouldn’t notice my eyes tearing up. He hit me. Hard. It was so fast, I didn’t even see it coming. I just heard the cracking type noise at the same time I felt it on my face. “Crying’s for girls” he said. Then he pushed it in, holding my teddy bear down over my face to muffle the sound I made.
    “You should be getting used to this by now. I told you, it gets easier eventually if you would just cooperate.” I could hear him but it sounded kind of fuzzy and far away. Maybe he was right. It hurt a little bit less this time. I felt like I was floating in and out of a dream. I just stayed still, trying to relax so I could maybe fall asleep. I woke up again at the end. That part hurt more, just like when he did it in my mouth. No teddy bear this time, he used his hand, which was all sweaty so he had to grip me with his finger tips extra hard. His hand was so big so it covered my nose too and I couldn’t breathe. I don’t think he realized that. I started moving my head around trying to get some air.
    That must have made him angry because he did it like ten times harder for that last minute. I felt this sharp burning pain and I screamed into his hand. “Fuck” he said when he took it out. There was blood all over my legs and the sheets. He took me in the bathroom and cleaned me up, scrubbing the sheets in the sink after. When he was done the blood was gone, but they were still all wet. He put them in the laundry and put a clean set on my bed, telling me if Mommy asked to say that I wet the bed. I must have made a face because he said “What, like that’s not believable? You did it two weeks ago.” I don’t know why he had to bring that up. It was an accident. I had a bad dream. “I’m sorry, baby.” His voice softened.
   When he put me to bed again he explained that I had a little cut there and it would heal on its own. That if it was hurting to tell him and under no circumstances should I go to the school nurse. He said I could stay home from school for a day or two, just in case it bothered me. I liked that part. After that he stayed in bed with me for a long time, holding me and rocking me, running his fingers through my hair. It was hard to tell because it was so dark, but his eyes looked kind of glassy. “We’re gonna go back to just putting it in your mouth, okay sweety?” Of course that was okay with me. Then he sang to me really quietly, this old sad country song. I could feel the vibration in his chest against my face as I fell asleep.

hotcunts:

Daddys Boy I love the way his Daddy is inspecting his used pussy.
“You did real good kiddo. You made your Dad very happy with your pussy son. It’ll be sore for a few days, but I’ll need to keep using it while your mother is away.”

kylekkk:

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