It had been way too long since I'd had both my mouth and my ass filled with quarts of warm jizz. Not that it was the first time I had been used like that: my stepdaddy and his prison buddies, in fact, made a habit of it on a weekly basis. I'll tell all y'all about it sometime.
There I was on all fours on Hakim's bedroom rug, where Haki had just fucked the hell outta my pretty ass and his daddy had just sent me the tastiest, spiciest load of cream I'd tasted in weeks. Having daddy and son up in me at the same time was an experience I knew I'd be repeating for the rest of my life. Though Mr. McHugh's dick was an inch and a half larger -- I'd been measuring dicks with my ass and mouth for years -- they both felt similar. Both were fat as hell, both were uncut, and both curved like 45 degrees to the left. Both daddy and son must've known how much I'd hated dick being pulled out because they both stayed in me for a good ten minutes while they passed a blunt back and forth and swallowed what was left of the beer.
"So how'd he do, Daddy?" Hakim asked his father, who soon enough was lying on his youngest son's bed. Haki knew the answer, having heard my slurping and seen my head bobbing back and forth on his daddy's dick even as I surprised Hakim with my famous ass-clamping on his veiny, curvy chocolate stick.
"Oh, it was sweet as hell, baby boy," Daddy Mac replied lovingly. "He a much better dick sucker than yo momma and even better'n those twins, what's they name?, we got up in last weekend. Now once I get another beer up in me, I'ma tap dis bitch's cunt."
"Oh," Hakim laughed, "you mean Carol and Sarah Hill." I couldn't believe they were talking about the best looking girls at Mission Hills High School. Then he turned to me, "Yo, Eric, you heard the man, go buy us some beer." Only too happy to be ordered around if it meant my ass would stay this happy, I left my shirt on the floor and grabbed my wallet and spandex shorts as I ran toward the door.
"Naw, naw, naw, baby," Daddy Mac murmurred to me sexily as he grabbed my hands and began planting kisses on my tits. Next, he kissed me on the mouth and his mustache tickled my mouth. I was hella hard as I knew in no time his stache'd be tickling my pussy just as I knew his curvy dick'd be tickling my prostate. "Hurry back so I can finish what Haki began," he purred. With that he stuck a finger up my hole and licked up some of his son's cum.
I flew down the stairs while I threw on my shorts. I didn't care that cum was still running outta my hole. Dignity was never my strong suit, anyway, and today I really didn't care since I knew the quicker I got back, the quicker Daddy Mac's curve'd be plowing me but good.
The hairy Indian guy in the 7-11 didn't give me any shit as I bought a 12-pak even though I was just 16. I guess he couldn't complain being that so many of his customers we're enjoying the sight of a bubble, dripping ass bouncing through the store. I love being ogled like that, but with a giant black dick waiting for me back at the McHughs' house I wasn't wasting a minute.
I was back at the McHughs' house in just about ten minutes, but I started to panic when I found neither Mr. McHugh nor my star defensive tackle anywhere in the house. My body even started to react, with my ass -- still wet from Hakim's ample load -- feeling sore and badly in need of some serious attention. Mercifully I heard those manly laughs of father and son in the back yard. I looked through the huge picture window in the living room and saw a beautiful sight: Mr. McHugh, black as night, naked as a newborn, in all his muscled glory as he pawed his son's huge, meaty ass.
With my 12-pak in hand, I ran through the french doors to find Hakim sprawled across Daddy Mac's hairy legs. I opened a beer and gave this god who had my destiny in his control a slug. He didn't even take his hands off Hakim's shapely ass and presently he looked at me and growled, "Bitch, get them nasty shorts off so your black daddy can get summa dat pretty white cunt."
My shorts were off in a second as Hakim moved off his daddy's lap. Obviously disappointed to have his father stop, Hakim gave me a quick hug, whispering, "Yo, white boy, he gon' open up a new whole on that round azz. You gon' cry."
Mr. McHugh grabbed me with a hug and pulled me down on the poolside chaise lounge with me and said, "First Ima kiss on that pretty white face a minute." I couldn't be happier because though dick may be my reason for living, I love to suck on big old black, pillowy lips from time to time. He practically inhaled my mouth as he lovingly yet forcefully jammed his huge rough tongue in my mouth. Hardly fifteen minutes had passed since this man had dumped a gigantic load in my mouth and now here he was moaning and groaning with the taste of his own cum. "I guess Hakim momma right," he laughed as he drew away after several minutes of kissing, "I am some tasty."
He was right but my ass was itching to get a crack at Daddy Mac's curvy monstrosity. But he kept on kissing me as he playfully rubbed and tugged at my ass. All the while my hands were kept busy rubbing on Daddy Mac's hard, massive fur-covered chest. Next, I set my hands on his giant curvy thing. It kept getting bigger and bigger and my ass was twitching every time his dick would throb. Meanwhile, Hakim watched the proceedings from the edge of the pool as he dug his fingers up his own chocolaty, fleshy ass.
Just as I couldn't take it any more and I was about to beg him to fuck me, he read my mind and ordered me on to the lounge by his side. "Flip ova for your daddy. Your sexy mouf got me all hongry and shit."
He took a big slug from his beer and set to work at the task at hand. He started by licking my entire ass, side to side and top to bottom along the crack. It was already moist from Hakim's cum, but now Mr. McHugh was getting it even wetter. He obviously shared my taste for a man's juice. "Son," he said to Hakim whose were fixed on my ass.
"Yes, Daddy," Hakim replied.
"Your nutt tastes yummy as hellz." Hakim looked proud at his daddy's affirmation.
Mr. McHugh kept on priming me with lick after lick exploring every millimeter of my ass. His tongue penetrated me, in fact, even deeper than some dicks had. My hardon was complete, bouncing against my belly. There was no doubt that this guy was a master pussy nosher; now I could see he was an asslicker extraordinaire as well.
Now getting my ass eaten out was nothing new for me. Any number of men -- from local priests to my stepdaddy to his prison buddies to my baseball coach -- had enjoyed the savory sensations of Aaron Hernan's ass. Let's face it all right. I'm a slut, after all. Even though I was always the one getting fucked, my amazing ass helped me stay in charge. I have such control over my ass muscles that I could squeeze the dick and manage the man to a degree. But I always lost complete control once mouth hit ass.
Daddy Mac's tongue had my head swinging from side to side. I mean, this guy was the king. Suddenly, he drew back and I felt a breeze cool my dripping asshole. Uncontrollably, I let escape the most pathetic sounding whimper. "Aww, baby," he comforted me, "Daddy just need his bitch on her back." Instantly he picked me up in his 24 inch arms and flipped me on my back on the chaise lounge. Hell, I'd lay down and boogie in front of a church full of people if this animal told me to.
"Now Haki, baby," he turned and said to his son, who'd been stuffing fingers up his ass, "your mouf lookin' kinda empty. Come chew on summa dis skin."
"Aiight, Daddy, " answered with a smile, "but Momma s'posed to be home any minute."
"Son," I can handle her, Mr. McHugh laughed. "Now get up under me like your daddy say. If yo nose ain't fulla my short curlies two seconds, ima beat yo big ass." Only too happy to oblige, Hakim tucked his large, muscled frame under his daddy and began slurping away.
Daddy Mac at once lifted my legs and dropped them on his massive and rippled shoulders and got back to priming my ass for the attack to come. This time, however, he kept his amazing tongue from my ass. Instead, he used his beard and moustache by rubbing his face up and down my crack. It felt so raw and sexy that uncontrollably started groaning, "Aaarg, Daddy Mac, Oooooooooh," completely unconcerned that the neighbors were just beyond the fence.
Just thinking about this supermasculine stud was even enough to get my juices flowing, but his rough facial rubbing my ass was way too much to handle. Ever few minutes or so he'd come up for air and smile up at my face. "Ooooh, baby, you're so tasty," he'd encourage me, his mouth and beard still dripping with Hakim's cum which he'd mined from the recesses of my ass. "Daddy wanna get yo cunt good and ready."
I tried to control myself, but there was no way, knowing this huge black stud'd be ripping my insides apart in a matter of minutes. The curvy dick was bigger than any I'd ever ridden but I knew my stepdaddy was the best trainer there was. I knew I was man enough to handle Mr. McHugh.
Gradually his munching away at me made be begin to lose control and my head started swing back and forth. Noticing my desperation, Hakim took pity on his team's quarterback and interceded: "Look at him, Daddy. He needs you up in him bad!"
With that, Daddy Mac let out one of his belly laughs. "Aiight, baby," he said, smiling at his son, "you gonna start playing with your azz, though, cuz ima tap your pretty kitty-cat next." Obediently, Hakim got up on the lounge next to the one where I was sprawled, licked his fingers, and played with his butt. Meanwhile, Mr. McHugh started rubbing his knob against my ass which by now was tender from his rough face.
Little by little he shoved his head up in me a good inch up in me. At last, I thought. Oh, sh-it, I-I-I-t hu-u-u-urts so-o-o-o fu-u-u-uk-ing much. At least I figured he'd show a little mercy, but I was way off. I never expected such pain, and tears began pouring off my face onto the patio below.
"Daddy," Hakim pleaded, "go easy, he's crying. And we're playing Balboa nnext week."
He's right, but I was loving every minute of it. He was relentless. In time he dropped one leg and began leaning into me to get all that fiery dick up in me. "Oooh," I yelped, "you hit it!" Sure enough, he found my sweet spot. Wave after wave of electric joy pulsated through me as his fat, curvy, gargantuan chocolate stick tickled my prostate. "Daddy, yes," I'd repeat with every plunge, "Daddy, Yes." It was getting to be too wild, so I reached down to play with my balls.
"Naw, naw, naw, bitch," he yelled as he went for broke, slapping my hand away from my groin and leaving no doubt as to who was in charge. Next, Daddy Mac began long dicking me banging his balls into my ass with every pump.
But the attention to my prostate was getting unbearable. On one of his particularly deep plunges I could feel the cream rising from my balls. Squirt after squirt shot toward my chest and face as I greedily opened my mouth. I caught a good amount and even managed to lick up what fell on the side of my mouth. I'd developed a taste for this yummy stuff back in fifth grade. Waste not, want not, right.
Daddy Mac's groans of visceral pleasure had been emanating from between his soft lips, so I knew he was in ecstasy. Without missing a pump, Daddy Mac noticed my sticky mess and laughed and ordered, "Hakim, start helping the kid." In no time, Haki had jumped to his feet and began lapping up my cum which had accumulated in pools on my chest. After licking me dry, he started some serious kissing so I could taste myself some more. You gotta hand it to my boy Hakim -- it wasn't easy to keep jamming his tongue down my throat as his father was pounding me from one end of the chaise lounge to the other. Mmmm, again both my holes were being stuffed up by McHugh men.
"Eeeeeeee," I heard the loudest scream coming from the french doors that had been flung open by an attractive African-American woman who was noticeably sobbing.
"Momma!" Hakim cried in shock. "Oh my god!"
I hope all y'all are enjoying these. Pleeeeease let me know, and I might send you a mad sexy pic of me my stepdaddy took. Much love -- Aaron.