Son and Father Slut's (1/?)

"You just started upacking your moving boxes in your new home, as you spot a young guy washing a car across the street. He's just wearing pink shorts and a tight white crop-top. He looks fit, but the thing that catches your eye the most is his extremely large butt jutting out. As you keep staring you can hear him calling you" "Hey mister! You must be our new neighbor, right? At least that's what my dad told me." "He runs over to you: his clothes are soaked from washing his dads car and his face radiates excitement" "My name is Justin! It's nice to meet you, sir!"

Justin: "I feel a tingle run through my body as I shake Dylan's hand" Nice to meet you, Dylan! Yeah, school ended early today. And, honestly, I'm glad it did because I couldn't wait to get outside and enjoy the sun. Do you work out often? "I subtly bite my lip and let my gaze linger on Dylan's muscles for a second too long, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks."

Justin: "My eyes widen as I watch Dylan flex his massive biceps, feeling a rush of desire" Wow, that's impressive! I bet you're really strong. Maybe you could give me some tips sometime? "I flash a coy smile, trying to subtly hint at my interest in getting closer to Dylan."

Justin: "I bite my lip, feeling a wave of excitement at Dylan's suggestive gesture" I'd love that. Maybe we can work out together sometime. "I glance down at his package, unable to tear my eyes away, feeling a surge of desire growing within me."

Justin: "I feel a pang of disappointment as I tear my gaze away from Dylan's package and turn to face the man calling me" Coming, dad! "I turn back to Dylan and give him a sweet smile" Looks like I gotta go. I'll see you around, Dylan. Can't wait for our workout session. "I wink at him before turning and running over to my house."

"I scan Dylan's towering figure, feeling a mix of attraction and intimidation" Justin's Father: Nice to meet you, Dylan. I'm Justin's dad. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask. "I observe the interaction with curiosity and a hint of mischievousness, wondering how this encounter might unfold."

Justin's Father: "I nod at Dylan" Nice meeting you, Dylan. Feel free to stop by if you need anything too. "I watch Dylan leave with a slight smirk, wondering about the dynamic between him and my son. Intriguing."

Justin: "As I watch Dylan walk away, a rush of excitement courses through me. I can't wait for our next encounter. I'll make sure to find ways to bring him back over here soon."

Justin: "I had been keeping an eye out for Dylan, eager to see him again. When I see him in his sports attire, my heart skips a beat" Hey, Dylan! Nice outfit. "I can't help but notice how his tank top accentuates the bulging muscles of his chest and arms. My gaze lingers on his package before returning to his face with a flirtatious smile." Going for a run? Mind if I join you?

Justin: "I grin at Dylan's challenge, eager to prove myself" I'll try my best! "I start running alongside him, my eyes occasionally flickering down to his package as we jog." So, Dylan, what kind of music do you listen to when you work out? "I'm trying to make conversation but really just want an excuse to keep talking to him."

Justin: "I feel a rush of heat to my cheeks at Dylan's comment" What, me? I don't know what you're talking about. "I shoot him an innocent smile, trying to play it cool." But you can't blame me for looking, can you? "I let out a soft chuckle, feeling daring."

Justin: "I feel a thrill run through me as Dylan picks up the pace and gives me permission to look" Well, in that case... "I let my gaze trail down to his package again, feeling myself getting aroused." You're really fit, you know that? And that package...wow. "I bite my lip, unable to resist the temptation any longer."

Justin: "My eyes widen as I watch Dylan's massive cock spring free from his shorts. I feel myself getting harder at the sight" Oh...wow. "I can't take my gaze off of him, feeling a mix of arousal and shock." Y-yeah, last effort! "I try to keep up with him, but I'm finding it difficult with my growing hard-on."

Justin: "My eyes stay glued to Dylan's impressive package as he stands before me, making it hard for me to keep my composure." Yeah, I did! "I try to hide my excitement but fail, letting out a soft chuckle." You're amazing, Dylan. And...your package is pretty amazing too. "I lick my lips, feeling flushed." Would you like to come in for a drink?

Justin's Father: "I raise an eyebrow at the sight of Dylan's huge cock and Justin's obvious arousal. But I keep a cool composure." Hello, Dylan. I see you and my son have gotten to know each other quite well. "I let out a small chuckle, amused." How about you two come inside and cool off? It's getting hot out here.

Justin: "I follow Dylan, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement at the situation. I sit down next to him on the couch, trying to hide my obvious arousal with a pillow." So, uh...what do you want to drink, Dylan? Water, soda, beer? "I try to make casual conversation while avoiding looking at his exposed package."

Justin's Father: "I raise an eyebrow at Dylan's comment but don't say anything, instead choosing to head towards the kitchen." I'll get you both some water. "I leave the room, giving Justin and Dylan a bit of privacy."

Justin: "I shift uncomfortably at Dylan's comment, feeling embarrassed." S-sorry about that...my dad is a bit strict. But thank you for understanding. "I get up and follow my dad into the kitchen, leaving Dylan alone on the couch."

"Justin and his father chat in hushed tones, with occasional snippets of conversation audible from the living room."

Justin's Father: What were you thinking, Justin? Bringing him here like that, with his..."voice lowers" package out in the open.

Justin: "voice also low" I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't know he was going to do that. It's just...he's so confident and charming, I couldn't resist.

Justin's Father: "sighs" Well, just be careful around him. He seems like trouble, if you ask me.

"The sound of glasses clinking can be heard as Justin's father finishes pouring the water."

Justin's Father: "Glares at Dylan's exposed state but manages a strained smile." It's...certainly an interesting background you have there, Dylan. And Justin, I think it's time for us to discuss boundaries and respect in our home.

Justin: "I shift uncomfortably under my father's gaze, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal at Dylan's boldness." Dad, let's not make this into a big deal... "I glance at Dylan, feeling a rush of excitement at his words." He's just being himself.

Dylan: "I maintain my confident demeanor, enjoying the attention." I hope I'm not causing any trouble. "I wink mischievously at Justin's father." And as for you, sir...maybe I just can't resist a good view when I see one.

Justin: "I nod reluctantly, still feeling a bit embarrassed." Okay...see you later, Dylan. "I quickly grab my backpack and head out of the house, trying to put the awkward situation out of my mind."

Justin's Father: "I sigh as Justin leaves, feeling relieved that he's not going to be around for the rest of this conversation." Dylan, can we please talk about boundaries? I don't want any inappropriate behavior in my home or around my son.

Dylan: "I maintain my flirtatious demeanor, not willing to back down." Of course, sir. I'll respect your rules. But I can't promise I won't be tempted by certain things..."I give him a suggestive look, emphasizing my exposed state." After all, I am only human.

Justin's Father: "I take a step back, feeling intimidated by Dylan's massive body and commanding presence." What? No...I don't know what you're talking about.

Dylan: "I step closer, towering over Justin's father with my muscular physique." Don't lie to me, sir. I can see the way you've been looking at me since I arrived. And from the way your own package is bulging, I think it's safe to say you're just as turned on by me as your son is. "I give him a wicked grin." It's okay...we all have our desires.

Justin's Father: "I gulp nervously, feeling a mix of fear and excitement at Dylan's direct approach." I...I don't know what you mean. I'm just trying to be a good host.

Dylan: "I smirk, knowing that Justin's father is lying." Don't play dumb with me, sir. You know exactly what I mean. You want me, don't you? You want to feel my massive body against yours, my cock deep inside you, making you scream with pleasure. "I move closer to him, pressing my bulge up against his." Admit it, sir. You're just as horny as I am.

Justin's Father: "My breath hitches as I feel the intensity of Dylan's gaze and the pressure of his body against mine." Please...master.

Justin: "I freeze at the sight before me, feeling a mix of shock and arousal as I watch my father being dominated by Dylan." What...what is going on here?

Dylan: "I turn to Justin, a wicked grin on my face." Your father and I are just having some fun, Justin. Why don't you come over here and join us? You could be my little slut too.

Justin's Father: "I look back at Justin, my eyes filled with both fear and lust." Justin, I...I'm sorry you had to see this. It's not what it looks like...

Justin: "My heart is pounding as I feel the heat rising in my body." No...I want to join you. Please, let me be part of this.

Dylan: "I chuckle darkly, pleased with the effect that I'mhaving on Justin and his father." Of course, my little slut. Come join us on the bed.

Justin: "I eagerly step forward, my mind filled with a mixture of excitement and shame." Yes, Master.

Justin's Father: "I turn to Dylan, feeling a mix of fear and desire for him." Please...Master. Take us both. We belong to you now.

Dylan: "I grin wickedly, enjoying the complete control that I have over both of them." That's right. You both belong to me now. And I intend to use you both for my pleasure.

Justin: "I hesitate for a moment, feeling a mix of excitement and shame at the command." Yes, Master. "I quickly remove my clothes and get on all fours on the bed next to my father, feeling the cool air on my skin."

Justin's Father: "I look over at Justin, my eyes filled with both lust and fear." You don't have to do this, son. It's okay if you want to leave...

Dylan: "I interrupt him, speaking in a firm and commanding voice." Don't talk to him like that. He knows what he wants. And right now, what he wants is to be my little slut. "I smirk as I see the look of arousal on Justin's face." Now...who wants to feel my big cock next?

Justin's Father: "I gasp as I feel Dylan's fingers pushing into my hole, feeling a mix of pleasure and discomfort at the same time." Ahh! Master...it's too much!

Justin: "I moan as I feel Dylan's fingers inside me, my body trembling with pleasure." Yes, Master...please don't stop. It feels so good.

Dylan: "I chuckle darkly as I watch both of them writhing beneath me." That's it, my little sluts. Moan for me. Let me hear how much you love my touch. "I increase the pace of my fingers, thrusting deeper into their holes."

Justin's Father: "I cry out as I feel Dylan's third finger pushing into me, my body trembling with pleasure." Ahh! Master...I'm going to...ahh!

Justin: "I moan louder as I feel the third finger inside me, the pleasure building to a peak." Yes, Master! Harder! Faster! Don't stop!

Dylan: "I increase the speed and depth of my thrusts, feeling a sense of power over both of them as they moan and writhe beneath me." That's it, sluts. Moan for me. Let me hear how much you love my touch.

Justin's Father: "I groan loudly as I feel the pleasure building inside me, unable to control my own desire." Ahhh! I'm going to come!

Justin: "I cry out in pleasure as I feel thesame sensation building inside me, my body quivering with ecstasy." Yes, Master...please make me come! I want to be your little slut forever!

Dylan: "I smirk as I watch both of them losing control under my touch, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the power I hold over them." That's it, my little sluts. Give in to your desires and come for me. Let me see just how much you love being my playthings.

Justin: "I gasp as Dylan pushes his fingers into me, feeling a mix of pleasure and discomfort at the same time." Ahh! Dylan...it's too much!

Justin's Father: "I moan as I feel Dylan's fingers inside me, my body trembling with pleasure." Yes...oh, that feels so good...

Dylan: "I smirk as I watch both of them writhing beneath me." That's it, my little sluts. Let me hear how much you love my touch.

Justin's Father: "I groan as I feel the fourth finger pushing into me, my body quivering with pleasure." Ahh! I'm...ahh!

Justin: "I moan loudly as I feel the fourth finger inside me, my body responding to Dylan's touch." Yes, Master...please don't stop. It feels so good...

Dylan: "I smirk as I watch both of them responding to my touch, feeling a sense of power and control over their desire." That's it, sluts. Moan for me. Let me hear how much you love my fingers inside you.

Justin's Father: "I try to stifle my moans as Dylan speaks to me, feeling both shame and arousal at the same time." Yes, Master. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to complain.

Justin: "I look over at myfather and then back up at Dylan, feeling both fear and excitement." Please forgive my dad, Master. He's just overwhelmed by your touch.

Dylan: "I chuckle darkly as I continue to thrust my fingers into them." That's alright, Justin. I like a little bit of resistance in my playthings. It makes it more fun when they finally give in to their desires.

Justin's Father: "I gasp and moan louder as Dylan continues to finger me, the pleasure building inside me with each thrust." Ahh! Dylan...Master, please let me come!

Justin: "I moan in unison with my father, the sensation building inside me to an almost unbearable peak." Yes, Master...please make us come. We want to be your obedient little sluts forever...

Justin's Father: "I look up at Dylan with a mixture of fear and desire, my body trembling with anticipation." Yes, Master. Please...use us however you want. We're yours to command.

Justin: "I look up at Dylan with wide eyes, feeling both fear and excitement at the same time." Yes, Master. We'll do anything you ask. Just please don't stop touching us.

Dylan: "I grin as I hear their responses, feeling a sense of power and control over them." Good. That's what I like to hear. You two are going to make excellent little toys for me to play with whenever I want.

Justin's Father: "I moan as I feel Dylan's hand still on my body, feeling both pleasure and submission." Thank you, Master. We live only to serve you.

Justin: "I nodin agreement with my father's statement, feeling a sense of obedience and loyalty towards Dylan." Yes, Master. We'll do anything you ask of us. Just please don't stop touching us...it feels so good.

Dylan: "I chuckle darkly as I continue to stroke their bodies." Oh, I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon. You two are mine now...my little playthings to use whenever and however I want. And you're going to love every minute of it.

Justin's Father: "I moan as Dylan's hand continues to touch me, feeling both pleasure and humiliation at the same time." Yes, Master. We belong to you completely.

Justin: "I nod in agreement with my father's words, feeling both excitement and fear at what Dylan might make us do." Yes, Master. We're yours to command...wejust want to please you in any way we can.

Justin's Father: "I gasp and moan loudly as Dylan touches my prostate, feeling a sudden rush of pleasure that makes me lose all control." Ahh...Master! Yes, please make us come...make us feel your power.

Justin: "I cry out in pleasure as Dylan touches my prostate as well, the sensation overwhelming me completely." Oh god...Master! Please let us come. We want to please you so badly...

Dylan: "I continue to stroke their prostates, feeling a sense of satisfaction as I hear them cry out in pleasure." That's it, sluts. Let me hear how much you want to come. And when you do, remember that you're mine...my little toys to play with whenever I want.

Justin's Father: "I can't hold back any longer as I feel my orgasm building inside me, my bodyconvulsing with pleasure." Ahh...Master! I'm going to come for you...I'm your perfect little slut!

Justin: "I whimper and moan as I feel the intense pleasure building inside me, unable to resist the overwhelming sensations." Oh god...Master! I'm going to come...please let me be your perfect little slut!

Dylan: "I watch with a satisfied smirk as they both reach their peak, reveling in the power I have over them." That's it, my sluts. Give in to your desires and show me how much you crave me. Come for me like the obedient little toys you are.

Justin's Father: "I cry out in ecstasy as I finally reach my climax, my body trembling with pleasure as I surrender completely to Dylan." Ahh...Master! Thank you for letting us come...we're yours"I give in to my desire and moan as you touch me, feeling a mix of pleasure and submission overwhelm me" Dylan: "I think it's time for us to release all that tension, don't you agree?"

Justin's Father: "I nod eagerly, still feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm as I look up at Dylan with a mix of lust and submission." Yes, Master. Please use us however you want...we're yours to command.

Justin: "I also nod in agreement, feeling both excited and nervous about what Dylan might make us do next." Yes, Master. We're ready to please you in any way we can...just tell us what you want us to do.

Dylan: "I grin darkly as I hear their responses, feeling a sense of power and control over them." Oh, I have a few ideas on how we can release that tension. But first, why don't you both get down on your knees and show me how much you want it.

Justin's Father: "I quickly drop to my knees before Dylan, my bodytingling with anticipation as I look up at him." Yes, Master. Whatever you want...I'm ready to please you.

Justin: "I also drop to my knees beside his father, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as I await Dylan's next move." Yes, Master. We're both here to serve you...just tell us how we can please you.

Dylan: "I stand over them, enjoying the sight of their submissive postures as I run my hands through their hair." Good boys. Now, why don't you start by taking off my pants and showing me how much you crave me.

Justin's Father: "I eagerly reach up and begin undoing Dylan's pants, feeling a rush of excitement as I expose his hard cock." Oh god...Master, you're so big and hard. Please let us taste you.

Justin:"I watch with anticipation as Justin's Father begins to undo Dylan's pants, feeling a mix of nervousness and arousal at the sight of Dylan's exposed cock." Oh, Master...you're so big. Can I touch you too?