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Subject: A Godfather Can Help Too, Chapter 5 A Godfather Can Help Too Part 5 By Eric McKenney Titac_cock@hotmail This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This story includes family members and minors. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at ail If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to fty. They’ve kept this site going for over twenty years and deserve it. Part 5: Randy came back with two drinks in hand. “Dude, I gotta go.” “Randy, thought you wanted to be cool about this? You knew he’s been sucking my dick. You’ve had your dick sucked at least a few times in your life, I hope.” “Fuck you, I’ve had hundreds of blow jobs. Just not by dudes. Not by my son.” “He’s my son too. Sit down and drink.” I took mine as he sat next to me. He downed his. I handed mine back to him. He defintely needed it more than me. “So, you lost?” “Yea. What a shit week. Poker, shitty date.” I smirked at him, “Shame, bro. Mine’s been fucking killer. Bet I’ve shot 20 loads. Didn’t know I had it in me anymore.” “You’re a dick. I haven’t shot once.” I tried to be as cool as could be. “Pull it out and wank. You got straight porn on.” He didn’t move. He was considering. “Fuck, stop being such an uptight prude. EVeryone else in the room has their dick out. Yours is so hard, it’s about to bust through those shorts. You know you’ll feel better. You’ll never fall asleep until you shoot.” It worked. He had his shorts and jock at his ankles and dick in hand. I talked about the porn for a bit. Then lead up to, “So, you really think those blow jobs you’ve had by women are anywhere as good as from a guy.” “That’s what blow jobs are, women sucking dicks.” “Are you serious? Look at this guy escort here going to town.” Randy turned his gaze from the screen to his son’s mouth. “I just don’t know how it could be as good. A guy has a dick and knows what feels good. I’m sure a lesbian eats the best pussy. If we knew who invented the first blow job, I’m sure it was two guys.” “You’re an idiot. And probably right.” “Fuck, Randy, he’s gotten so good at it. Elliot?” Elliot looked up at me. “Damn, I can tell how much you love sucking dick. Your mouth is incredible. I’m going to blow so soon.” I looked back at Randy. “You’re so fucking hard watching your son’s mouth filled with a hard cock. Dude, that’s awesome. Who wouldn’t get hard at this. Proud of you. You ready to try it out and compare a dude’s mouth?” He stopped wanking, “I can’t let my own son suck my dick, Zach?” I took over stroking my bro. God, after all these years, his hard dick was really in my hand. “You let his godfather?!” “But he wanted yours.” “He’s begging for yours. Aren’t you, Elliot?” Elliot nodded and gave a dick in the mouth version of a ‘Yeah.’ “And when’s the last time you’ve had it sucked? Seriously.” “Like years.” Randy and his son’s eyes were locked. “Hey, baby boy, you’r going to get a shot at the dick you’ve been fantasizing about. You ready?” I carefully lifted Elliot’s head off my lap, pulling my dick out. I helped Elliot slide accross my lap, guiding Randy’s dick into Elliot’s mouth. Randy gave a very disingenuous “No…” which blended into a moan and, “Ohhh, fuck that feels incredible.” “You’ve never had a blow job as good as this, man. You’re going to shoot such a big load.” I leaned against Randy, taking his shirt off and urging Elliot on. Both were lost in pleasure. Randy let me rub his pples, which he clearly liked, so I sucked on them a bit too. And to my surprise, he started playing with Elliot’s ass. Then Randy started izmit escort bayan tensing up and I didn’t need to provide his vocals any more. “Fuck, son, shit damn, you’re sucking my mouth so good.” Elliott started to pull off, but I pushed his head back down. “Remember what a dick you were when you caught him suching that daddy in the garage. Look at your son now, bro. What you think?” It was incredible seeing Randy so lost in lust. “Tell your son how much you love him.” “Fuck, Elliot, I love you. I love you sucking my cock. I love you’r my son.” That sent Elliot into over-drive. I encouraged him more, “Your sucking your dad’s dick, Elliot, not mine. You’ve been wanting his cock and cum in your mouth so long. Make your dad feel so good.” Hearing me talk to his son about his own dick sent him over the edge. It was like buckets and buckets of dad cum filling his son’s mouth for the first time. I watched as he collapsed and Elliot licked up every drop, until he finally sat up. “Dad, why did you let me suck it finally?” In a weak voice, and with his eyes still closed, he went back to typical Randy and gave an indeciverable moan. Again, a good godfather stepped in. “Cause he finally started thinking with his dick. But you can tell how muchhe liked it, even if he can’t tell you, now that he’s shot. So, how’s your dad’s cum taste? I can’t wait to try.” Elliot sat up inbetween us and kisses me. We passed Randy’s cum back and forth. When we broke away, Randy eyes were open and on us. “Don’t follow your dad’s example. When you want to show love, you show it.” Randy evidently got possessed with the spirt of gay, cause he thrust Elliot in his arms, making out so intense, I felt a bit bad for poor Elliot’s mouth, after it had already been stretched so much. My dick got so hard again, watching them. Eventually, I moved them to his bed. The three of izmit sınırsız escort us. Randy in the middle. I wrapped my arms around Randy, spoong him as he and Elliot were wrapped up in each other. Eventually, Randy moved to his back, letting Elliot fall asleep, nestled in his pit. As he fell asleep, he turned his head to me and kissed me. “Thank you, buddy. I love you too.” And immediately started snoring. The next morng, I took this image in. I reached down and appriciated Randy’s dick and balls. Fuck, I’d wanted this dick in my mouth for so long. I reached down and took it limp in. I loved feeling him hard in my mouth. Then his hand on the back of my head. “Daddy Zach, you’re sucking my dad’s dick too!” “Fuck yea, buddy. Show our boy how to suck daddy’s cock.” Damn, Randy was in for good. I pulled off his dick. “How bout both his daddys show him. Elliot, sit on your dad’s face. Slide your boy cock in and let your dad taste his son’e cock.” It was incredible, the moang and thrusting and tensing. I could feel him getting close and held my mouth firm as he filled me to gushing. I slid up, resting my head on Randy’s chest, as Elliot did as well. I shared his daddy’s cum with Elliot. I looked up to see Randy lost in savoring his son’s load, then suddenly started laughing. “What the hell, I’m a fucking cock sucker. What the hell was wrong with me? I’m sucking my boy’s dick every day from now on.” He dove into another deep kiss with his son. Breaking away, he rolled facing me and took my face in his hands. “Zach, I want to be fucking gay for you. Do whatever you have to. We’re gonna be sticking our dicks up inside each other so fucking crazy.” He kissed me so passionately and tenderly. Elliot started to move to my dick, “Daddy Zach’s turn to shoot.” “Tell you what. Let’s nap a bit, and wake me up with my favorite dad/son cock sucking tag team on my dick.” Rand dozed off again, his head in my pit this time, and Elliot wrapped around his dad”s theigh. As he drifted off to sleep, Randy whispered, “I’m going to dream about your cock in my mouth and tasting my buddy’s cum.” Hope you enjoyed. Email comments to ail

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