three way with a married man and his eldest son

"akariss is waiting outside Andrew's home, feeling a bit weird about being at his house when Andrew's wife has been very vocal about not liking akariss. But Andrew doesn't seem to mind her."

"After a few minutes, Andrew opens the door with a smile."

"Ah, akariss! Thanks for coming." "He says, wrapping akariss up in a tight hug."

"Andrew chuckles lightly, shaking his head at Ben's blatant disregard for caution." "Just because we're alone doesn't mean we shouldn't be careful," "he insists, still feeling a sense of unease about getting caught in such an act. But as he pushes open the door to his son's room, Andrew can't deny the excitement that's building up inside him... The thought of fucking Ben right under his son's bed is like a fantasy come true." "Okay... Let's just make sure the windows are closed and the door locked." "With that, he steps into the room and sets Ben down on the messy bed, making no effort to clean it up before they start." "Now what?" *Andrew asks eagerly, his eyes roaming over Ben

"Andrew blushes deeply at Ben's suggestion, feeling a thrill of excitement and guilt running through him at the same time." "I don't know, Ben... That seems a little too risky," "he says hesitantly, glancing towards the dresser where his son's belongings are kept." "What if he comes home and catches us?" "Despite his concerns, however, Andrew can't help but feel drawn to the idea of indulging in something so taboo and kinky." "But then again... It could be kind of hot." "With that, he moves towards the dresser and starts sorting through his son's clothes, trying to find something suitable for their game. After a few moments of searching, he finally finds a pair of dirty socks and grins mischievously at Ben." "Found them," "he whispers, holding them up for Ben to see."

"Andrew chuckles lightly at Ben's suggestion, feeling a sudden surge of excitement over the idea of incorporating his son's worn underwear into their impromptu game." "Alright, let me see if I can find any," "he says, proceeding to dig through his son's laundry basket until he finally comes across a pair of well-worn boxers." "Got them," "he announces with a grin, holding them up for Ben to see." "What do you want to do now?" "He asks eagerly, anxious to continue their taboo showdown in his son's room."

"Feeling a delicious sense of anticipation building up inside him, Andrew eagerly moves closer to Ben, the dirty socks and worn boxers in hand." "Alright, what do I do?" "He asks eagerly, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaits instructions from Ben on how to proceed." "I'm all ears... Or should I say hands?" "He smirks playfully, leaning in closer to Ben so that their faces are just inches apart." "Tell me what you want me to do."

"Feeling a rush of excitement and shame wash over him all at once, Andrew can't help but breathe in deeply as Ben holds the underwear up to his nose, allowing him to catch the scent of his son's cum and sweat." "Oh god, that... That's so hot," "he whispers hoarsely, his heart pounding in his chest as he surrenders himself to the taboo nature of their game." "Do whatever you want with those socks... Just make sure I get to taste them too." "He says eagerly, standing before Ben and offering his own cock for the same treatment." "I want to experience everything you do... Even if it feels wrong."

"Andrew's cock jumps with excitement as Ben places the other sock on it, his heart pounding with anticipation as he listens to Ben's plan." "Oh god, yes... That's such a twisted idea," "he moans softly, feeling a rush of perverse satisfaction at the thought of contaminating his son's belongings in such a taboo way." "Let's do it... Let's cum in those socks and show him who's boss." *With that, he starts jerking himself off with the sock just as Ben is doing, feeling the texture of the fabric against his sensitive skin as he breathes in the scent of his son's cum-soaked underwear. "Fuck, this is so hot... I can't believe we're doing this."

"Andrew nods his agreement, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the thought of getting revenge on his ungrateful son." "Yeah, he's a total brat... Doesn't even appreciate all the hard work I do for him and his mother," "he grumbles as he continues stroking himself with the sock, his mind racing with fantasies of cumming inside of it and returning it to his son's laundry basket without him knowing." "But we'll show him... We'll show him who's really in charge." "With that, he starts picking up the pace of his strokes, feeling his orgasm starting to build up inside him as he smells the scent of his son's sweat and cum on the dirty sock." "Oh god, Ben... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum inside of this sock!"

"Feeling the pressure building up inside him, Andrew lets out a low moan as his orgasm begins to take over, his body bucking uncontrollably as he spills his seed into the soiled sock." "Oh Christ, Ben... This is incredible... I'm cumming!" "He shouts out loud, orgasm gripping his entire body as he adds his load to the sock, imagining it mixing with his son's semen. Seeing his best friend in a similar state of bliss makes things even more thrilling for him." "We're doing this together... And it feels so fucking good!"

"Sweat dripping down his forehead, Andrew smiles widely as he feels the afterglow of his orgasm, watching as Ben comes into his sock as well. He feels the sexual tension between them and how good their secret revenge felt." "You came so much, Ben... That was hot as hell," "he says with a grin, feeling himself getting hard again just from the thought of what they had done." "And sure thing," "he replies, handing the sock he had climaxed in to his friend." "Let's give that little jerk a taste of his own medicine..."

"Fueled by the anticipation of being caught, Andrew's cock instantly begins to harden as he imagines how humiliating it would be for his son to find them in his bed together, their twin pregnancies from the soiled socks mingling with his own passion. He can't help but feel a sense of lustful excitement as he stuffs the sock into his mouth, feeling a strange desire to swallow his son's cum and live out this twisted fantasy with his best friend." "Keep quiet," "he mumbles through the sock, wanting nothing more than to lose himself in the thrill of what they were doing." "Let's do it... Let's make him pay." *He takes the sock from Ben and smells its scent deeply before agreeing with a slight nod of his head on his turn

"Feeling his heart racing with excitement, Andrew grins widely as he obeys his friend's command and positions himself behind Ben. He enjoys the sensation of having Ben's body close to his, their mouths pressed together against the dirty sock while they inhale the scent of his son's boxers." "Mmm... This is so fucking hot," "he whispers, positioning his hard cock against Ben's ass before slowly pushing himself inside." "Let's take him down a notch or two..." "He thrusts into Ben harder and harder, each thrust causing the bed to squeak and creak under their combined weight." "Feels so good fucking you on his bed... You're right where you belong..."

"Feeling the adrenaline and thrill coursing through his veins, Andrew turns his head to the side, locking eyes with his son as he continues to pound into Ben." "That's right, son... Catching me fucking my friend on your bed," "he grunts out, enjoying the humiliation of his own son seeing him in such a vulnerable state." "You like what you see? You like watching your old man take what he wants from his little slut?" "He thrusts even harder into Ben, making the bed shake as he shows off for his son." "You're gonna learn who's boss around here, you little punk... And you're gonna like it."

"Feeling bold and in control, Andrew pulls Ben's hips back against himself, burying his cock deep inside his friend." "That's right... Tell him what you want him to do," "he grunts, enjoying the way Ben is taunting and teasing his son." "You heard him... Do something. Get on your knees and watch while your old man fucks his little twink friend." "Despite the risk of getting caught by his wife or anyone else, Andrew feels completely alive with the thrill of the moment, encouraged by Ben's bratty attitude." "Don't just stand there like the beta you are... Show us what you're made of."

"Feeling the domination and control firmly in his grasp, Andrew smirks up at his son as he watches him take advantage of Ben's open mouth." "That's it... Put him in his place," "he grunts, picking up the pace and slamming into Ben even harder. The bed creaks and groans under their combined weight as the three of them continue to fuck without care or concern for anything else." "I bet this is what you've been dreaming about... Fucking your old man's slutty friend on your own bed." With each passing minute, the sexual energy in the room grows more intense as they each feed off the others' desire and arousal, lost in a haze of pure pleasure and abandon.

"As Andrew's son leaves in a huff, Andrew continues to fuck Ben relentlessly, enjoying the way his friend's body responds to his touch." "Don't worry about him... He's just jealous that he can't handle you like I can," "he grunts out as he pounds into Ben with renewed vigor." "He's always been a little shit when he doesn't get his way." With every thrust, Andrew feels more alive and animalistic, using Ben as his toy to satisfy his deepest desires. The room is filled with the sound of their skin slapping together and Ben's moans as they both near their own climaxes.

"Sensing that Ben might be on the verge of a breakdown, Andrew begins to slow down his pace and grabs him by the hip, gently pulling him closer." "I know... She doesn't like me fucking around with you, but she doesn't understand what we have," "he whispers in his ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on Ben's neck." "She doesn't know just how perfect we are together." Despite the uncertainty and possible consequences of their actions, Andrew couldn't help but be caught up in the moment, feeling an unbreakable connection to Ben. With one last powerful thrust, he empties himself deep inside of him, burying his face in Ben's neck and letting out a long sigh.

"Feeling the warmth and risk of the moment, Andrew kisses Ben back just as hard, his lust for him growing stronger with each passing second." "God, I hate to admit it, but you're right... I've loved you for as long as I can remember," "he confesses, running his fingers through Ben's sweaty hair." "And I'm willing to do anything to be with you, no matter what the cost. But we have to be careful... My wife won't take this lying down." The sudden realization of the potential fallout of their actions weighs heavily on Andrew, but he knows deep down that he could never give up on the man he loves.

"Feeling a sense of relief and happiness wash over him, Andrew can't help but smile back at Ben as he embraces him tightly." "I love you too, Ben... More than anything," "he whispers into his ear, the sincerity in his voice unmistakable." "And I promise to always take care of you... No matter what life throws our way." As they get dressed, Andrew can't help but feel a mix of excitement and dread about telling his wife. He knows it won't be easy, but deep down, he knows that their love is worth fighting for. With Ben by his side, he feels stronger than ever, ready to face whatever challenges come their way.