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Congratulations - The Steele Family Vol 1 Part 6
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After the massage I gave him led to the quick intense afternoon fuck, I laid on top of Atlas, "Hopefully, you are a bit more relaxed now."
He nodded his head and smiled back at me. Drawing him closer to me as he wrapped his legs around me, I could feel the load I just blown inside of him leaking out and down my hairy ballsack. "Fuck! That feels amazing." I whispered to him. I love being covered in my own nut after it has been planted deep in someone. The feeling was so powerful, my body shook uncontrollably as shivers traveled from head to toe, toe to dickhead, causing both of us to laugh.
Atlas was starting to fall asleep, so I crawled out of bed, found the black briefs I had been wearing and used them to dry off the sweat that had soaked my extremely furry chest. As I pulled up my pants and started tucking my exhausted prick away, I noticed it was somehow still dripping cum. I ran a finger over the sensitive gland and rubbed the sweet liquid across my lips. Again, I ran my finger over the head, collecting the last drop of cum, and slowly parted Atlas's lips, forcing it inside of his mouth. Deep in his postcoital nap, he sucked the finger clean and softly said "yum." I picked up my laundry basket and left him to sleep.
Now, I know. I can hear you saying, "Yeah, right!" and "Sure! I'll believe it when I see it!" but the minute Atlas woke up, everything seemed to change. I hadn't heard anything from him for hours, so I popped my head into his room to check on him. He was so focused on his laptop; he didn't even look up at me. Hell, he hadn't even gotten dressed yet. His bare tattooed form laid across the bed as he typed away. I felt my cock start to rise again as I stared at his ass and for a brief moment, thought about offering another go-around, but slowly closed the door and left him to work.
Shortly after 1 in the morning, I heard a strange noise downstairs. I rolled out of bed and followed the clattering coming from the kitchen. There was Atlas, standing naked in front of the refrigerator with a slice of pizza hanging out of his mouth while rummaging through the other random take away containers.
"Hungry?" I asked, amused at the sight.
"Mm-hmmm! I was starving when I woke up, but I only had a couple of hours before the application . I wanted to make you proud, so I hammered through and hit "submit" a few minutes ago."
"Thanks, champ! I know how detailed those applications are and I am very proud of you for getting everything in on time." as I walked over to hug him. The heat of his nipple piercings warmed my chest while I squeezed him. Atlas ran his hand down my back and between my hairy ass cheeks, slightly brushing my asshole before breaking the hug and turning his attention back to the open fridge.
Fighting my growing erection, I asked if I could make him anything before heading back to bed.
"Nah, I'm good. I am going to crash once I eat. You can go back to sleep. Sorry I woke you up."
"Alright," I said. "If you are sure, I'm heading upstairs. I am very proud of you, Atlas. Thank you for being you." As I turned to leave the kitchen, my hard dick hit the side of the cabinet. "SHIT!", I shouted as I instinctively grabbed and rubbed it.
Atlas spit out his pizza, trying to hold back his laughter. "Well, that is what happens when you don't contain that monster and let it roam free around the house!"
"I don't hear you complaining about this monster when you are choking on it, you little shit." I quietly said to myself while climbing the stairs back to my room.
The next six weeks, Atlas focused his attention on helping around the house and spending more "quality time" with Nico and me.
Then one day, while I was driving home from the clinic, I received a notification that I had a text message from Atlas. I tapped it just as I pulled into my driveway. "Are you going to be home soon? I have something to show you." I grabbed my bag and ran inside.
"I'm home!" "Atlas?", I called out.
I saw Atlas sitting on the sofa in our family room looking at his phone. He looked up at me with a smile while pointing at an open envelope. "Take a look!"
I pulled the letter out and only had to read the first line,
"Dear Atlas Steele, Congratulations! I am truly delighted to offer you a place in the 2025 entering class of.."
"CONGRATULATIONS! You got in! I am so proud of you!" and threw my arms around him, hugging him tight. I knew if he focused and met the application , he was a shoo-in.
"Do you want to celebrate?" Atlas asked excitedly.
"I know. Why don't we celebrate the same way me and my dad celebrated when I got into medical school." I pull him to me, lifting his tank exposing his stomach. I run my tongue up and down his sixpack, ending at his nipples, biting and pulling the metal barbells with my teeth. I remove his sweatpants and start working his bonus hole with my mouth and fingers, making him moan and shake uncontrollably.
Standing, I unzip my pants and release my raging hard-on directly in Atlas' face. I immediately flip us into a 69-position causing him to start gagging on my rod as it inches its way further down his throat. I continue to stretch his opening, preparing it for my cock's attack. Once he is primed and ready, I position us into doggy and slowly push in.
Atlas pushes back and forth on me, fucking himself with my cock, working up a sweat. I roll us onto our sides and I wrap my arms around him as I thrust my massive dick until I am balls deep. Once I hit bottom, I flare my dickhead making him moan and bite his bottom lip. I grab his hips and start to power jabbing his insides. "FUCK! YES!" Atlas screamed through clenched teeth while his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Laying Atlas back on the ottoman, I grab his legs and lift them high into the air as I slam myself back inside. My thick dark bush titillating the nerves of the opening that is swallowing my cock whole.
Inching closer to my wad, sawing my thickening prick in and out of him, I stare into his eyes and tell him "You're making your dad cum. This time I want it on you instead of in you. I am going to shoot all over you."
"Cum on me. Do it!" he responded.
I pull out, stroking my cock faster. My balls rise and start to twitch as they blast seven thick ropes of cum, covering his chest and stomach. I push back inside of him, letting my dick drool the rest of my load while being held tight by his warmth.
I pull out of his newly glazed hole and pull his face to mine, "And that, my boy, is how your grandpa and I celebrated me getting into med school! It's a family tradition now!", we laugh as we start to catch our breath.
Breaking a kiss, Atlas asks, "and how exactly will we celebrate when I get my residency placement?"
Ideas of a Steele family reunion start to flood my mind, "Oh! That will have to be something very special, but we have a few years to plan it."
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Williamhiggins Ivo Nerad - Helping Hand - 1080p Part 4
Video language: English
Ivo Nerad is paired against Helping Hand in a submission wrestling match. They start with some stretching exercises and then begin the match. Helping's tight underwear is matched by Ivo's jockstrap, and they look great as they slide over the oily mat as they try to gain a hold on each other. Helping quickly gains an advantage and force the first submission. Then the stand and oil each other all over. Helping squirts the oil all over Ivo, rubbing him all over, including slipping a hand into the jockstrap to oil the cock. Then he turns Ivo around to oil his back and ass. Ivo then returns the favour, quickly coating Helping with oil. Helping's underwear becomes almost translucent as Ivo oil hims, reaching into the tight shorts to oil his dick too. Then it is on with the match again. They slip and slide all over the place as each tries to gain a hold. Helping soon has Ivo's jockstrap off and wins another round. As they continue Ivo is able to remove Helping's underwear, so that both assess and cocks are on show. They continue to grapple and Helping prevails by using underhand ball grabbing to gain more points. He moves into an unassailable lead and claims victory. Then they settle down to wank off. Ivo, as the loser, has to suck on Helping's dick. But Helping then returns the favour, very briefly. They wank hard and Helping wins the race to cum, dumping his load on the mats. After the wank off they clean each other's dick and then go off to the shower to clean up.
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Duration: 19:03
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File size: 557.5 MB
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Ari & Luke In Atlanta - Scn 1 Part 6
Video language: English
Luke Hudson aims to strap on a big, thick dildo he brought and make his fuck buddy Ari Koyote squeal. After a thorough, hand-roaming make-out session, Luke peels Ari's sopping jockstrap off and dives underneath his cute buddy's wide-spread legs. Ari sinks down and sets his juicy, savory boy bits right on Luke's happy face. The blonde trans twink is ready to slurp up Ari's delectable boy treat and can't get his tongue in there fast enough.
Eventually, Luke lost count of how many times he makes his wailing fuck buddy climax. While Ari catches his breath and tries to regain his bearings, Luke reaches over and grabs the big, thick dildo.
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Duration: 22:41
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Aiden Dean And Jordan Starr - Scn 2 Part 2
Video language: English
When it comes to attraction, tall and ripped gym bro Jordan Starr would tell you that he's got eclectic tastes in men. Lately, however, the only sexy dude that Jordan has been hollering at is the ultra masculine, tatted-up FTM heartthrob Aiden Dean.
When Aiden arrives, there's a potent spark that rapidly heats up the room between these playmates. When they start making out, Jordan's redwood-sized cock twitches itself alive. Jordan can't help but grin from ear to ear as the sizzling FTM stud easily swallows his massively engorged erection.
Later, Jordan gets down on his knees, tickling and tasting Aiden's mouthwatering T-dick and bonus hole. The FTM jock closes his eyes and murmurs a nearly breathless confirmation that he's completely fallen for Aiden's body and taste. Once Aiden's jockpussy is good and soaking wet, Jordan wastes no time laying the FTM wet-dream out on the bed, ass-up for a sultry pounding!
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Duration: 24:30
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Jack & Luke - Scn 1 Part 6
Video language: English
Jack wasn't prepared to have this conversation, and really, who could blame him? I knew I'd fucked up. Scn my grandson wasn't planned, and as the pillar of this family I should have turned Scn away when he approached me. But I didn't. I found him too attractive, too handsome, too fascinating. So, when Scn expressed interest in me, I let him explore on his terms. I let him give himself to me. I did it with an open heart, but I should've done something else, first: cleared this with his father/my son, Jack.
I watched Jack's eyes search the floor for understanding, for meaning. He looked at me, but I couldn't meet his gaze. Not at first, at least. I'd been thinking about how I got here. How I let my desires lead me straight into a situation where I'd hurt my son. And as I followed that path of thought, I found what should've been the obvious truth-that this was not the first time the men of this family had found ourselves tangled in the roots of love. I sat down on the bed, gripped Jack's shoulder encouragingly, and whispered, "Do you remember our first time together?"
I watched Jack's eyes light up. Memory took over.
Jack and I had our own intimacy growing up. Our roots had tangled before. Perhaps that was just the fate of the men of our family, to find deeper joy in each other's bodies that society wouldn't, or couldn't, understand. Jack's voice was low, almost reverent, when he finally said that he remembered. Like he was speaking about something holy. He remembered it all, and it was one of the happiest days of his life. But was the same true for Scn? And even if it was, would it remain that way? Memories can change and twist into regrets. Scn's life was hard enough with the toil of his transition and Jack refused to do anything that could add difficulty to his son's life.
The only way I could ease Jack's mind, I realized, was to show him how strong, confident, and sexy Scn really was.
I called Scn in and had him sit next to his father. I explained to him that I told Jack what had happened between us. Scn looked between his father and I, his eyes wide not with fear, but with mild surprise.
"Oh?" the boy said, unbothered.
Such a simple response seemed to lift at least a small weight off Jack's shoulders, though complicated emotions still crawled along his brow. So, I pulled Scn up and held him in my arms. I pressed his back into my chest and locked eyes with Jack so that he could understand-this is what we can do. He, I, Scn, all the men of our family can do this. We are that strong, that connected, and that devoted to each other.
I kissed Scn's neck. I rubbed his stomach, then his chest. I groped and massaged him as we made out. And I did all this in front of Jack.
It was difficult for Scn to keep his cool as Jack stared at us. But I knew that he understood. His lips trembled, but his hips shifted, also. His overwhelmed emotions slowly gave way to arousal. I took charge and had Jack scoot to the head of the bed, then led Scn there by the hips. I pulled the boy's shirt over his head and his jeans down. Jack's conflicted expression gave way to whimpers and moans as I played with his son's nipples in front of him. Eventually, Jack had enough-he had to join in. If not for his arousal, then for his duty as a father to be there for his son's needs.
Jack rose and kissed me, and as we pressed our thick, built bodies together, we felt Scn writhe between us. This was a new sensation for him, I had to imagine, being sandwiched between two guys who were not exactly straight, but who weren't exactly gay either. It was delicious. It was transcendent for all of us. Scn was grinding into our pelvises, and I let my hands roam down past the waistband of his underwear.
Once we stripped Scn out of his clothes, I wondered if it was the first time Jack had seen his son's body after his transition. It must've been, because Jack practically fell face-first into Scn's bonus hole, like a starving man in front of a meal. He licked, and sucked, and dug his teeth into that sensitive spot. I watched my son's face contort as he lost himself in his son's flavor. Between us, we were three generations of lust, intertwined.
I didn't want to say too much at that point, lest it interfere with their experience, so I kept silent. I held Scn, as if to support him, while Jack fished his own cock out of his slacks. Jack entered his boy with the ferocity of freedom he neither knew he wanted nor needed. I watched them fuck, both of them dripping with sweat. They ground against each other, Jack thrusting into Scn, Scn writhing in my lap in throes of forbidden ecstasy. The mania of their sexuality overcame me, too; I stripped out of my underwear and presented my own erection to my grandson's mouth. Scn took it quickly-lapping at the head at first, then opening wide and allowing it to enter his face completely. We, Jack and I, spit-roasted Scn between us. Scn held Jack's hands. I kissed Jack's mouth while fucking Scn's face. We were, in some way, a triangle, joined at impossible points of scandal.
The next moments of our lives were a blur of emotion and hormones. Jack and I swapped places, taking turns on each of Scn's entrances. He shook and shuddered as he melted into us. After fucking Scn's mouth for several minutes, Jack wanted back in to Scn's bonus hole. We rotated again. He entered Scn; I could see the boy's hole stretching around the thick tip of his father's dick then opening up wide to accommodate the rest of it. We fucked him for what seemed like ages, until the room was filled with Scn's moans and the sound of our flesh slapping together.
In the near moments before his orgasm, Jack's red face brimmed with intensity. Years of need streamed down his face in the form of tears. His hips pounded faster and faster. He cried out and pulled out, and a river of his seed spilled out of Scn's hole. I pulled out and leaned back on the bed, watching my son Jack fall back into Scn's extra entrance. Jack lapped his own seed up from Scn, as if the product of this orgasm was so sacred, so special that he couldn't let a drop go to waste.
Eventually, we grew exhausted. We slipped out of our respective holes and collapsed onto the sheets of the bed, panting. I don't know what will become of this family, truthfully. No man can see the future. All I know is that I love my son, Jack, and I'm sure he loves me. As for Scn... I hope he knows, deep down, that no matter what happens, we'll always be there for him. In whatever way he needs. No one got up from the bed, though. No one ran. No one was eager to let the moment leave. That, alone, made me think that we would make it through this complicated attraction. Somehow.
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After the massage I gave him led to the quick intense afternoon fuck, I laid on top of Atlas, "Hopefully, you are a bit more relaxed now."
He nodded his head and smiled back at me. Drawing him closer to me as he wrapped his legs around me, I could feel the load I just blown inside of him leaking out and down my hairy ballsack. "Fuck! That feels amazing." I whispered to him. I love being covered in my own nut after it has been planted deep in someone. The feeling was so powerful, my body shook uncontrollably as shivers traveled from head to toe, toe to dickhead, causing both of us to laugh.
Atlas was starting to fall asleep, so I crawled out of bed, found the black briefs I had been wearing and used them to dry off the sweat that had soaked my extremely furry chest. As I pulled up my pants and started tucking my exhausted prick away, I noticed it was somehow still dripping cum. I ran a finger over the sensitive gland and rubbed the sweet liquid across my lips. Again, I ran my finger over the head, collecting the last drop of cum, and slowly parted Atlas's lips, forcing it inside of his mouth. Deep in his postcoital nap, he sucked the finger clean and softly said "yum." I picked up my laundry basket and left him to sleep.
Now, I know. I can hear you saying, "Yeah, right!" and "Sure! I'll believe it when I see it!" but the minute Atlas woke up, everything seemed to change. I hadn't heard anything from him for hours, so I popped my head into his room to check on him. He was so focused on his laptop; he didn't even look up at me. Hell, he hadn't even gotten dressed yet. His bare tattooed form laid across the bed as he typed away. I felt my cock start to rise again as I stared at his ass and for a brief moment, thought about offering another go-around, but slowly closed the door and left him to work.
Shortly after 1 in the morning, I heard a strange noise downstairs. I rolled out of bed and followed the clattering coming from the kitchen. There was Atlas, standing naked in front of the refrigerator with a slice of pizza hanging out of his mouth while rummaging through the other random take away containers.
"Hungry?" I asked, amused at the sight.
"Mm-hmmm! I was starving when I woke up, but I only had a couple of hours before the application . I wanted to make you proud, so I hammered through and hit "submit" a few minutes ago."
"Thanks, champ! I know how detailed those applications are and I am very proud of you for getting everything in on time." as I walked over to hug him. The heat of his nipple piercings warmed my chest while I squeezed him. Atlas ran his hand down my back and between my hairy ass cheeks, slightly brushing my asshole before breaking the hug and turning his attention back to the open fridge.
Fighting my growing erection, I asked if I could make him anything before heading back to bed.
"Nah, I'm good. I am going to crash once I eat. You can go back to sleep. Sorry I woke you up."
"Alright," I said. "If you are sure, I'm heading upstairs. I am very proud of you, Atlas. Thank you for being you." As I turned to leave the kitchen, my hard dick hit the side of the cabinet. "SHIT!", I shouted as I instinctively grabbed and rubbed it.
Atlas spit out his pizza, trying to hold back his laughter. "Well, that is what happens when you don't contain that monster and let it roam free around the house!"
"I don't hear you complaining about this monster when you are choking on it, you little shit." I quietly said to myself while climbing the stairs back to my room.
The next six weeks, Atlas focused his attention on helping around the house and spending more "quality time" with Nico and me.
Then one day, while I was driving home from the clinic, I received a notification that I had a text message from Atlas. I tapped it just as I pulled into my driveway. "Are you going to be home soon? I have something to show you." I grabbed my bag and ran inside.
"I'm home!" "Atlas?", I called out.
I saw Atlas sitting on the sofa in our family room looking at his phone. He looked up at me with a smile while pointing at an open envelope. "Take a look!"
I pulled the letter out and only had to read the first line,
"Dear Atlas Steele, Congratulations! I am truly delighted to offer you a place in the 2025 entering class of.."
"CONGRATULATIONS! You got in! I am so proud of you!" and threw my arms around him, hugging him tight. I knew if he focused and met the application , he was a shoo-in.
"Do you want to celebrate?" Atlas asked excitedly.
"I know. Why don't we celebrate the same way me and my dad celebrated when I got into medical school." I pull him to me, lifting his tank exposing his stomach. I run my tongue up and down his sixpack, ending at his nipples, biting and pulling the metal barbells with my teeth. I remove his sweatpants and start working his bonus hole with my mouth and fingers, making him moan and shake uncontrollably.
Standing, I unzip my pants and release my raging hard-on directly in Atlas' face. I immediately flip us into a 69-position causing him to start gagging on my rod as it inches its way further down his throat. I continue to stretch his opening, preparing it for my cock's attack. Once he is primed and ready, I position us into doggy and slowly push in.
Atlas pushes back and forth on me, fucking himself with my cock, working up a sweat. I roll us onto our sides and I wrap my arms around him as I thrust my massive dick until I am balls deep. Once I hit bottom, I flare my dickhead making him moan and bite his bottom lip. I grab his hips and start to power jabbing his insides. "FUCK! YES!" Atlas screamed through clenched teeth while his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Laying Atlas back on the ottoman, I grab his legs and lift them high into the air as I slam myself back inside. My thick dark bush titillating the nerves of the opening that is swallowing my cock whole.
Inching closer to my wad, sawing my thickening prick in and out of him, I stare into his eyes and tell him "You're making your dad cum. This time I want it on you instead of in you. I am going to shoot all over you."
"Cum on me. Do it!" he responded.
I pull out, stroking my cock faster. My balls rise and start to twitch as they blast seven thick ropes of cum, covering his chest and stomach. I push back inside of him, letting my dick drool the rest of my load while being held tight by his warmth.
I pull out of his newly glazed hole and pull his face to mine, "And that, my boy, is how your grandpa and I celebrated me getting into med school! It's a family tradition now!", we laugh as we start to catch our breath.
Breaking a kiss, Atlas asks, "and how exactly will we celebrate when I get my residency placement?"
Ideas of a Steele family reunion start to flood my mind, "Oh! That will have to be something very special, but we have a few years to plan it."
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Duration: 32:46
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 6962kbps
Audio: 124kbps
File size: 1.7 GB
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Williamhiggins Ivo Nerad - Helping Hand - 1080p Part 4
Video language: English
Ivo Nerad is paired against Helping Hand in a submission wrestling match. They start with some stretching exercises and then begin the match. Helping's tight underwear is matched by Ivo's jockstrap, and they look great as they slide over the oily mat as they try to gain a hold on each other. Helping quickly gains an advantage and force the first submission. Then the stand and oil each other all over. Helping squirts the oil all over Ivo, rubbing him all over, including slipping a hand into the jockstrap to oil the cock. Then he turns Ivo around to oil his back and ass. Ivo then returns the favour, quickly coating Helping with oil. Helping's underwear becomes almost translucent as Ivo oil hims, reaching into the tight shorts to oil his dick too. Then it is on with the match again. They slip and slide all over the place as each tries to gain a hold. Helping soon has Ivo's jockstrap off and wins another round. As they continue Ivo is able to remove Helping's underwear, so that both assess and cocks are on show. They continue to grapple and Helping prevails by using underhand ball grabbing to gain more points. He moves into an unassailable lead and claims victory. Then they settle down to wank off. Ivo, as the loser, has to suck on Helping's dick. But Helping then returns the favour, very briefly. They wank hard and Helping wins the race to cum, dumping his load on the mats. After the wank off they clean each other's dick and then go off to the shower to clean up.
Format: mp4
Duration: 19:03
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 3905kbps
Audio: 86kbps
File size: 557.5 MB
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Ari & Luke In Atlanta - Scn 1 Part 6
Video language: English
Luke Hudson aims to strap on a big, thick dildo he brought and make his fuck buddy Ari Koyote squeal. After a thorough, hand-roaming make-out session, Luke peels Ari's sopping jockstrap off and dives underneath his cute buddy's wide-spread legs. Ari sinks down and sets his juicy, savory boy bits right on Luke's happy face. The blonde trans twink is ready to slurp up Ari's delectable boy treat and can't get his tongue in there fast enough.
Eventually, Luke lost count of how many times he makes his wailing fuck buddy climax. While Ari catches his breath and tries to regain his bearings, Luke reaches over and grabs the big, thick dildo.
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Duration: 22:41
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File size: 1.2 GB
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Aiden Dean And Jordan Starr - Scn 2 Part 2
Video language: English
When it comes to attraction, tall and ripped gym bro Jordan Starr would tell you that he's got eclectic tastes in men. Lately, however, the only sexy dude that Jordan has been hollering at is the ultra masculine, tatted-up FTM heartthrob Aiden Dean.
When Aiden arrives, there's a potent spark that rapidly heats up the room between these playmates. When they start making out, Jordan's redwood-sized cock twitches itself alive. Jordan can't help but grin from ear to ear as the sizzling FTM stud easily swallows his massively engorged erection.
Later, Jordan gets down on his knees, tickling and tasting Aiden's mouthwatering T-dick and bonus hole. The FTM jock closes his eyes and murmurs a nearly breathless confirmation that he's completely fallen for Aiden's body and taste. Once Aiden's jockpussy is good and soaking wet, Jordan wastes no time laying the FTM wet-dream out on the bed, ass-up for a sultry pounding!
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Duration: 24:30
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 6698kbps
Audio: 124kbps
File size: 1.2 GB
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Jack & Luke - Scn 1 Part 6
Video language: English
Jack wasn't prepared to have this conversation, and really, who could blame him? I knew I'd fucked up. Scn my grandson wasn't planned, and as the pillar of this family I should have turned Scn away when he approached me. But I didn't. I found him too attractive, too handsome, too fascinating. So, when Scn expressed interest in me, I let him explore on his terms. I let him give himself to me. I did it with an open heart, but I should've done something else, first: cleared this with his father/my son, Jack.
I watched Jack's eyes search the floor for understanding, for meaning. He looked at me, but I couldn't meet his gaze. Not at first, at least. I'd been thinking about how I got here. How I let my desires lead me straight into a situation where I'd hurt my son. And as I followed that path of thought, I found what should've been the obvious truth-that this was not the first time the men of this family had found ourselves tangled in the roots of love. I sat down on the bed, gripped Jack's shoulder encouragingly, and whispered, "Do you remember our first time together?"
I watched Jack's eyes light up. Memory took over.
Jack and I had our own intimacy growing up. Our roots had tangled before. Perhaps that was just the fate of the men of our family, to find deeper joy in each other's bodies that society wouldn't, or couldn't, understand. Jack's voice was low, almost reverent, when he finally said that he remembered. Like he was speaking about something holy. He remembered it all, and it was one of the happiest days of his life. But was the same true for Scn? And even if it was, would it remain that way? Memories can change and twist into regrets. Scn's life was hard enough with the toil of his transition and Jack refused to do anything that could add difficulty to his son's life.
The only way I could ease Jack's mind, I realized, was to show him how strong, confident, and sexy Scn really was.
I called Scn in and had him sit next to his father. I explained to him that I told Jack what had happened between us. Scn looked between his father and I, his eyes wide not with fear, but with mild surprise.
"Oh?" the boy said, unbothered.
Such a simple response seemed to lift at least a small weight off Jack's shoulders, though complicated emotions still crawled along his brow. So, I pulled Scn up and held him in my arms. I pressed his back into my chest and locked eyes with Jack so that he could understand-this is what we can do. He, I, Scn, all the men of our family can do this. We are that strong, that connected, and that devoted to each other.
I kissed Scn's neck. I rubbed his stomach, then his chest. I groped and massaged him as we made out. And I did all this in front of Jack.
It was difficult for Scn to keep his cool as Jack stared at us. But I knew that he understood. His lips trembled, but his hips shifted, also. His overwhelmed emotions slowly gave way to arousal. I took charge and had Jack scoot to the head of the bed, then led Scn there by the hips. I pulled the boy's shirt over his head and his jeans down. Jack's conflicted expression gave way to whimpers and moans as I played with his son's nipples in front of him. Eventually, Jack had enough-he had to join in. If not for his arousal, then for his duty as a father to be there for his son's needs.
Jack rose and kissed me, and as we pressed our thick, built bodies together, we felt Scn writhe between us. This was a new sensation for him, I had to imagine, being sandwiched between two guys who were not exactly straight, but who weren't exactly gay either. It was delicious. It was transcendent for all of us. Scn was grinding into our pelvises, and I let my hands roam down past the waistband of his underwear.
Once we stripped Scn out of his clothes, I wondered if it was the first time Jack had seen his son's body after his transition. It must've been, because Jack practically fell face-first into Scn's bonus hole, like a starving man in front of a meal. He licked, and sucked, and dug his teeth into that sensitive spot. I watched my son's face contort as he lost himself in his son's flavor. Between us, we were three generations of lust, intertwined.
I didn't want to say too much at that point, lest it interfere with their experience, so I kept silent. I held Scn, as if to support him, while Jack fished his own cock out of his slacks. Jack entered his boy with the ferocity of freedom he neither knew he wanted nor needed. I watched them fuck, both of them dripping with sweat. They ground against each other, Jack thrusting into Scn, Scn writhing in my lap in throes of forbidden ecstasy. The mania of their sexuality overcame me, too; I stripped out of my underwear and presented my own erection to my grandson's mouth. Scn took it quickly-lapping at the head at first, then opening wide and allowing it to enter his face completely. We, Jack and I, spit-roasted Scn between us. Scn held Jack's hands. I kissed Jack's mouth while fucking Scn's face. We were, in some way, a triangle, joined at impossible points of scandal.
The next moments of our lives were a blur of emotion and hormones. Jack and I swapped places, taking turns on each of Scn's entrances. He shook and shuddered as he melted into us. After fucking Scn's mouth for several minutes, Jack wanted back in to Scn's bonus hole. We rotated again. He entered Scn; I could see the boy's hole stretching around the thick tip of his father's dick then opening up wide to accommodate the rest of it. We fucked him for what seemed like ages, until the room was filled with Scn's moans and the sound of our flesh slapping together.
In the near moments before his orgasm, Jack's red face brimmed with intensity. Years of need streamed down his face in the form of tears. His hips pounded faster and faster. He cried out and pulled out, and a river of his seed spilled out of Scn's hole. I pulled out and leaned back on the bed, watching my son Jack fall back into Scn's extra entrance. Jack lapped his own seed up from Scn, as if the product of this orgasm was so sacred, so special that he couldn't let a drop go to waste.
Eventually, we grew exhausted. We slipped out of our respective holes and collapsed onto the sheets of the bed, panting. I don't know what will become of this family, truthfully. No man can see the future. All I know is that I love my son, Jack, and I'm sure he loves me. As for Scn... I hope he knows, deep down, that no matter what happens, we'll always be there for him. In whatever way he needs. No one got up from the bed, though. No one ran. No one was eager to let the moment leave. That, alone, made me think that we would make it through this complicated attraction. Somehow.
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