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I love to show off my little brother. He's so cute when I take him places with my friends that ogle him and say nasty things about his cute tits and tight boycunt. I decide to throw a party that he definitely shouldn't be at. It'll be good for him. He'll get all the attention he craves.
I give him drink after drink and make him shotgun smoke from my mouth. He's loving it, dancing with me, grinding on me. He doesn't even seem to care that we're brothers. He spills something all over the front of himself. Perfect. It's a great excuse to get him away from the party. So I offer to take him upstairs to help him get cleaned up. He comes with me on wobbly legs.
"Let your big brother take care of you," I tell him as I shove him into an empty room. It won't be empty here in a few minutes. I send a message to a group chat of all the people that paid me to fuck my little brother. Soon I have him undressed and splayed out in the middle of the bed. He doesn't seem to care when people start coming into the room. The person that paid the most money is the one that gets to go first.
They get to take his virginity. I turn on the camera and film the whole thing, start to finish. He likes it, the licking, sucking, pounding. He's a slut for it, moaning and cumming hard on each cock that enters him. He's bound to be sore tomorrow and his poor little tdick is red and raw from how hard he's rubbing it.
God his little cunt gets stretched by 5 cocks before someone flips the poor, sobbing, leaking kid over to stick their cock in his poor ass with nothing but spit for lube. But he moans and cums from a good ass pounding.
Jesus the amount of cream pies he's endured makes his tummy pooch out a bit. It's leaking all down his thighs and onto the bed. I wonder for a moment if he can take much more.
He's going to have to take at least e couple more because they paid for his cunt and that's what they're going to get whether he likes it or not.
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Me... I'm the whiney pathetic dad.
Whiney sad pathetic dads
Pathetic dads who thrust sloppily inside their sons talking about “you’re not gonna leave me, right kid?” “It’s you n me forever…” “you’re all I have…you’re the only good thing in my life..” “fuck kiddo, I know I’m a horrible father I’m so sorry..” “you deserve better, baby.” “Just stay still, daddy’s almost done I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry…” “I love you so much please don’t leave me…”
Bonus points if he’s wastedddd
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Dad who gets custody of his two boys after the divorce. They're shy and sad and angry. So, when dad stays out of the way to give them time together, they get closer.
Dad eventually gets concerned at the fact that they don't have friends. He decides to keep a closer eye on them. One day after school they go straight upstairs to their room. Dad creeps up after them, just to see if he can hear what they're doing.
The door is cracked open, and he can hear them talking about who's gonna be the mom and who's gonna be the dad. The older boy decides he'll be the dad and the younger agrees with excitement in his voice.
They begin playing, right as Dad decides to leave. The older of the two suggests that it's time to go to bed and they have to take their clothes off.
From what dad can see, the boys strip off their clothes. Standing there, naked, their little boy cocks are hard from the excitement and anticipation of the game. This is why they're so close.
The younger boy gets on his knees, he's practically trained, kissing the other boy's cock before licking and sucking it. Fuck. Dad takes a deep breath as he listens to his boys moan. He's hard in his pants and he can't stop himself when he takes his throbbing cock from his jeans. This is no worse than what they are doing he tells himself as he jacks his cock to the sight of his sons playing house.
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My uncle wakes me up, it’s late I think. Between my legs is all wet and tingly. I squeeze my thighs together to try and get the feeling to go away. But I’m not wearing any underwear under his old shirt so there’s a wet spot on the bed where I was laying.
He’s staring at me while I wiggle uncomfortably under the blankets. “Do you want me to help you?” he asks. His voice is rumbly and low.
“Yes,” I mumble. “Will you help me after I’m done?” he asks. I nod. He doesn’t say anything, he just gets closer, sliding under the blankets with me.
He wraps one arm around me and his other hand goes between my legs. I grab his arm, confused. “Relax baby, don’t you want me to help you?” he whispers. I didn’t know he could touch me there, but he’s a good uncle. He’s so nice to me, buys me things, takes me out to eat. He always gives me a bath before getting into bed.
I let go of his hand and he begins to touch me. Spreading all of that wetness over my cunny. He rubs all over everything, touching every inch of the area between my legs. It feels good, tingly and warm. His fingers go lower and he pushes one inside of me. I let out a gasp and cover my mouth. It feels good but it’s big.
“Don’t cover your mouth honey. If it feels good I want to know okay?” It does feel good. He starts moving it in and out, slow at first. It seems like the more noise I make the faster he goes.
“It’s so sweet that you only need one of my fingers to feel this good.” His words make me shake and loud moans come out of my mouth as I get wetter for him. Once the shaking ends he pulls out his finger and holds me tight, giving me kisses and petting my hair.
“Do you still want to help me?” he asks. I nod. “Good… Have you ever seen a cock before?” I don’t say anything. “You know what that is right?” I nod again. “That’s okay,” he tells me as he pushes the blankets down. He’s only wearing boxers.
“Sit up for me.” He’s moving around the pillows so he’s sitting up against the headboard. I can see his cock through the fabric, he runs his hand over it. “Do you want to touch it?”
When I don’t respond he asks me to give him my hand and I do. He slowly rubs it up and down, “Do you like how it feels?” Another nod. “Do you want to see it?” This gets him an enthusiastic nod. He takes off his boxers. I can’t help the shock I feel when I see how big it really is.
“A lot bigger than my finger huh?” “Yeah… what are you gonna do to me?” I ask him. It’s scary to think that he might try to put that inside me like he did his finger. His finger felt big. What if I split open.
He laughs, “Don’t worry, you’re not ready for my cock yet, I don't want to hurt you.” Silence falls between us as I stare at it. The tip is all pink and sticky with white stuff.
“I just want you to touch it. Can you do that?” I nod and reach for it. “Spit in your hand first.” I do as I’m told and gather the spit in my mouth before putting it in my hand. “Perfect, now just stroke it.” As soon as I touch it he moans, I must be doing a good job then. He’s watching me as I move my hand up and down on his veiny hard cock. It feels like it’s moving under my hand, kinda like a heartbeat.
“You can use both hands if you need to baby. I know you’re tiny.” I stroke his cock for a while, his breath gets heavy and he’s making noises. The noises make me wet.
“Can you kiss it, honey?” he asks me. “What?” “Kiss it for me, just on the tip.” I do it, I kiss the sticky tip. He must like that, “Now lick it.” “Lick it?” He nods, “yeah baby, just like you would ice cream.” I swallow and lean down to lick the tip.
He moans, “Fuck that’s perfect. Don’t stop moving your hands.” I don’t stop, and take it upon myself to keep licking and kissing it. He tells me I’m doing good. It feels really good. And the white stuff tastes good, it’s sweet and kinda salty.
“I want you to suck it.” “I don’t know how.” He lets out a little laugh, “Put your lips around it, and careful with your teeth.” He pushes my hands out of the way, “Let me stroke it so you can focus on using your mouth, okay?” I nod and take a breath, I wrap my mouth around the tip.
It’s really big and stretches the corners of my mouth but he moans. So I know he likes it. I suck on the tip while he strokes and after a minute or two he puts his hand on my head, forcing it down. “I’m gonna cum. I want you to swallow everything.”
I can’t say anything or shake my head, “Mhm.” Uncle moans and starts stroking himself faster. His hips come up and his cock hits the back of my throat. It hurts but he has his hand on the back of my head so I can’t move. I can feel his cock twitch against my tongue before something fills up my mouth.
Some of it goes down my throat and it’s hard to swallow with him in there.When he lets go of my head I finally swallow what I can. It’s all over my chin and my eyes are all watery. “Come here,” he says as he wipes away my tears before thumbing the cum off my chin.
“Here, suck it off.” I do as I’m told as his thumb pushes between my lips. Once his hand is cleaned up he grabs my face and kisses me. “I love you,” he tells me. “I love you too.”
He kisses me again, hard on the lips, “I love you more than anything. I really do… Do you understand that?”
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I need a son to let my frustrations out on. A sweet boy that just wants to please his dad. Even when I'm fucking him rough while his mother sleeps in the next room and all he can do is put a stuffie to his face and cry. I need a kiddo who I could take out to the park or a restaurant in skimpy clothes and then pound him hard in the car or the bathroom because other men were looking at my boy. I need a son that I can use as my personal cumdump. I need a son that wants me to give him a baby brother.
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flipping things that make you dysphoric to give you gender euphoria and turn you on . baby what do you mean you hate your hips ? theyre perfect for me to hold onto as i slam into you . faggots take it just like this .
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dude (with the intent of fucking your brains out & turning u into a cockdrunk faggot)
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I'm right here <3
I need an obsessive older brother. One who stalks me when I'm out with friends and goes through my phone and constantly asks me if I'm seeing anyone. I need a disgusting older brother who comes into my room at night and jerks off to me sleeping. Sometimes when he's really desperate for me he even touches and kisses my little sleeping body. I need a perverted older brother who takes my dirty underwear and only gives them back when he's completely fucked my sent out of them. I need a sweet older brother who makes us watch porn together and insists he just wants to make sure I understand sex. I need an older brother who loves me so much that when he inevitably gets hard from "teaching" me he just pulls his cock out and starts touching himself. He always says it's totally normal to do that with your brother. I need a thoughtful older brother who says I should help him so that when I'm finally old enough to have a real boyfriend I know how to make him cum.
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Y'all wish you had a bitch as freaky as mine
#blessed🙏🏻
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Gynecologist
Dad is taking you to the office where he works. Mostly because it's summer so you don't have to go to school anymore and partially because it's your yearly wellness exam.
You've had wellness exams the past two years. It's nice because when you have your appointment it's in the summer and you can stay with Dad at the office all day long.
The receptionist is there already and two of the nice nurses that have worked there for years now. They all greet you and Dad. Saying good morning doctor. They greet you separately, calling you little guy and kiddo.
"Come on, boy," father says as he leads you back the hall and into his office. This room is connected to the exam room. The thought of going in there makes you excited.
"Alright, go on in, strip naked for me," dad says as he places his bag down. His jacket comes off and he hangs it on the coat rack. You nod and remove yourself into the separate room. There is a chair, that is where you put your clothes, folded nice and neat with your panties sitting on the top.
You turn to the table, well it's kind of a chair. The one where the legs come out and you put your feet in them. What are they called?
"Ready?" Dad asks. You scramble to get yourself up into the chair so you can reply. Sitting in the device makes your pussy wet. "Ready!" you call back.
He opens the door and enters to you already sitting in the chair. He smiles at your need to please him before he kicks the wheely stool closer to you. He sits down in it.
"How are you feeling? Any questions or concerns? anything out of the ordinary?" He's rolling up his sleeves. He's putting on his teal green gloves because you're allergic to the vinyl ones that he normally uses.
"I don't think there's anything. I mean I've had a little bit of pain while doing my stretching exercises."
"Which dilator are you on? If you're following the directions, there should be almost no pain."
Dad sits on the stool, grabbing your ankles to put them into the holders. "What are those called, Dad?" "Stirrups. Directions. Are you following them?"
"I'm on the fourth, I followed the directions."
"Good, scoot your bottom down, bud." Your heartbeat quickens and you follow his command, sliding your butt to the very edge of the seat. The paper crunches as you do so. "Oh my, you're very wet, aren't you?" You suck in a breath as Dad places his hands on your inner thighs.
The gloves are cold and you don't tense up. "Well look at that, you are very clean." The comment makes you smile. He removes his hands from your thighs, there is a tray on a table nearby, he pulls it toward him with his foot.
You can't see all the tools, but you hear a package tearing, then a wet squirt. "The lubricant will be slightly cold." Dad's gloved hand is now resting on you thigh again, palm down.
The other hand with his fingers covered in lube is resting just near enough that you can feel the presence, the temperature change. You suck in a sharp breath. "I'm going to touch you now. Tell me how everything feels." You nod and the cold lube touches your boy cunt. You let out a whiny noise.
He circles your clit, rubbing the lube all over the outside. "That's good, Dad." He says nothing, just continues to rub and tease all of your folds, your clit. He even circles your hole, it's slow. He barely pushes in his finger before pulling it out again.
He stands and places his free hand on your tummy. "I'm going to have to press down, remember?" You nod, the feeling of his big hand on your stomach.
This time he pushes his finger inside. It slides in easily and he decides it would be easier to explore with two fingers. He pulls out, "Two fingers now sweetie." He pushes them inside and curls them upward. It makes you gasp.
The feeling of his thick gloved fingers is something you think about often. When he presses on your stomach, right above your pubic bone you can't help the noise that escapes your mouth. He's now moving his fingers in and out of your tight cunt.
It feels good to have him so deep inside you like this. Even if it is just his fingers. The pressure on your tummy and the movements of his fingers is making you get close. His head moves between your legs now. His hot breath spreads over your cunt as he uses his mouth now to lick you.
It's slobbery and wet and the best thing you've ever felt. You babble his name as you buck your hips to get more motion. This puts more pressure on your bladder.
"Dad... D-dad... I'm gonna pee!" You're panicking now but he keeps going. Licking you hard and fast with the broad area of his tongue. His fingers pump in and out of you and he doesn't seem to care that you have to pee. Maybe he wants you to. It gets to be too much, the pressing, the pumping.
You let out a shrill little noise as you shake. This is it. You can't hold it anymore. It comes from you with so much force that you freeze in place. Dad just keeps going with the examination. Lapping up everything that came from your little cunt with his greedy tongue.
A whine escapes you. Dad slows down and eventually pulls his fingers from you. "Everything looks good, Kid."
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I love my dad. I love him even more when he's drunk and needy. He never likes to admit it especially when he's sober but I know what he wants.
I see the way he looks at me when we go swimming. The way he breathes me in and holds me too tight when we hug. The way he needs to readjust himself when we sit on the couch together.
He needs me and I need him. Which is why I'm never surprised when he drunkenly clambers into my bed. He presses his crotch against me and kisses the back of my head.
It never goes any further than a few pathetic humps before he turns away from me and falls asleep.
Tonight things are different though. I need him to know I love him like he loves me. This time when he rolls onto his back I turn towards him. Just to lie on his chest. Just to scratch his stomach.
He is so hairy and so strong. He's everything I could ever hope to be when I grow up. The smell of his sweat mixed with beer and god only knows what else makes my boycunt throb. I can't stop myself from reaching down and squeezing his soft cock.
He lets out some half-assed attempt at a protest that I can't help but hear as encouragement. I continue to rub his cock through his boxers. He grabs me but not hard enough to stop me.
He's mumbling stuff about how this isn't good or whatever. For a drunk old man, he's getting hard pretty quickly. I thought it was supposed to be tough to get hard while drunk?
That must mean I'm being a good son. That's all I want y'know? I just want to be good for Dad. So despite the pleading, I continue. I mean he's so much bigger than me if he really wanted me to stop he would stop me right? Right. He's so hard now. I need to see it. I start to pull his boxers down and he's telling me to stop but he lifts his hips to help me.
When his cock finally springs free he moans as it slaps against his stomach. I can't believe how big he is. I wonder if my cock will ever look like his. I can hardly fit my hand around it but that doesn't stop me from wanting him to pound it into me.
I am so unbelievably wet for him. It's running down my thighs and soaking the bed beneath me. I need it now. I stop stroking him so I can position myself above his cock.
I've never done this before but my big brother has shown me lots of videos and it looks easy enough. His pleading sounds more like moaning. He's begging me to get off but he's pulling me further onto his huge cock.
Maybe a bit too quickly. God, it feels like he might split me in two but the stretch feels so good. He's still telling me how bad this is but if he thinks it's bad why is he gripping my hips and grinding his cock as deep into my tight little boycunt as he can?
If it's so terrible why is he now lifting me up and down on his cock? Why can I feel him twitch inside of me? I love him so much and I love feeling how much he loves me.
I always knew I was his favorite. It doesn't take him long to give in to the feeling. He's now pounding into my pussy.
I can hardly think his cock feels so amazing inside of me. The sound of my sloppy wet cunt is almost embarrassing. I catch myself thinking of my brother. His room is right next to mine. Can he hear it? Does he like it? I hope so.
The thought of him listening to our dad pound my boypussy is what sends me over the edge. I've never felt anything like this. My mind goes completely blank as I go limp on his chest. He holds me close and fucks me until he cums deep inside of me. Feeling his cock twitching inside of me is enough to force another orgasm out of me.
He continues to rut into me until his cock gets soft. When I finally get off of him he pulls me close and kisses my head. He tells me how much he loves me and I know I don't have to say anything back because I proved how much I love him.
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Reblog this to grope the person you reblogged it from
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Mama
Finally a moment of peace, house to yourself. You can finally take your cock out and jerk off, relieve some of the tension of the day. It's the only thing that sucks about living at home still. All the people, parents, siblings, in and out all the time.
Your cock was already half hard in your jeans, once you get your hand around it you moan. Fuck it's been a minute. Some spit aids you in stroking it.
Before too long you're bucking up into your hand. It really has been a while. You're already close, eyes closed, head back. Going fast and hard and it almost hurts because you need some more spit but there's no stopping now, you're gonna cum.
Fuck. Your eyes fly open when you feel something warm and wet engulf your tip. It doesn't feel real and you yell out at the shock.
"M-Mom!??" Your hands stop moving and she takes this opportunity to grab your cock instead. Her mouth is wrapped around you and her tongue is circling you tip wildly.
A moan falls from your lips as she pops off to spit into her hand. "What honey?" she questions, her voice sweet. She settles herself now on the bed between your legs. "Wh-what are you doing?" Your first instinct is to cover yourself and pull away but she shakes her head.
"Baby, don't worry. You looked like you needed a little bit of help." The words fall out of your head as she wraps her spit slicked hand around your cock. "What are- uhnh, mama. What are you doing?" "It's just one-time, sweet boy. Let mama help you."
It's been a long time since you called her mama. You stopped calling her that after she stopped giving you baths and washing you long after any mother should help wash their son. She strokes you slowly, she knew you were close before. She wants to take her time with you.
You finally get a good look at her. She looks like she was in the middle of getting dressed when she heard you jacking off. She's wearing a black lacy bra and a pair of dark pants, no shoes or socks on.
Her hand strokes you a bit faster as she puts her mouth around you again. There are no arguments now. If it's just once, it's not bad right? She moans as she takes you into her mouth an inch at a time. Bobbing her head in slow practiced movements and you wonder if your cock looks like Dad's.
Hands grip the bedspread as she goes faster. "Fuck! Mom- Ah." She goes deeper, gagging now as you buck your hips, shoving your cock further into her mouth just to feel the suck of the back of her throat.
It feels so good, you've only had your cock sucked once and it wasn't like this. It was more of a drunken fumble. She's more practiced and seasoned and used to a big cock. "Shit!" it rips out of your mouth as she takes you as deep as she can.
You blow your whole, hot load into your mom's eager throat. She gags before quickly sucking it all up, greedy for the taste of your cum. She swallows hard, leaving you panting and sensitive. She licks up all the cum that leaked from her mouth before nuzzling her soft face against your balls.
"Was that good baby?" she questions as she sits up. Her hair is all messed up and her makeup is smeared, mascara streaks around her eyes from the gagging.
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who wanna go creep4creep? sickfuck4sickfuck? stalker4stalker?? perv4perv????
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Incest ships full of guilt? Yes gimme
Incest ships where they don’t care that it’s incest? Beautiful
Incest ship where they don’t know it’s incest? Love it!
Incest ships where one knows it’s incest and the other(s) don’t? Hell yeah
Just incest ships, all of them always
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Jk Rowling will die in my lifetime and that’s so beautiful to think about
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Big bro who is super overprotective of little bro and doesn't let him have friends over because he convinced their dad that they are bad influences.
But in all actuality, he just wants to keep his baby brother to himself. He wants to be the one baby bro goes to when he needs advice or a cuddle or a cigarette a habit which big bro discourages. But he always ends up giving him one anyway.
So, when dad leaves for work in the summer when they don't have school, big bro always sneaks into his bed, just to cuddle, he says. But he spoons right against him and always manages to rub his half hard cock on the boy's ass.
Little bro is oblivious to the fact that his favorite person in the whole world is doing anything wrong. But how could it be wrong when it feels so good to have your brother rub his cock against your boycunt? How could it be wrong when he's so sweet and always kisses your ears and neck.
And it feels so good when he reaches around the front of your body to palm your little cock through your pajama pants. That once upon a time belonged to him when he wasn't so big and strong. And it wasn't a problem when he started to kiss you on the mouth and trail is hands down your body.
By the time summer is over he is able to do whatever he wanted with you. Lick your cunt and suck your little cock and it's never felt so good to not be able to breath because his cock was so big you could barely take it in your small mouth.
It wasn't a problem when dad came home and you two were dry humping on the couch with big bro's tongue down your throat. Big bro only sat up for a second before he continued to rut against you. Maybe you thought that was weird when Dad sat and watched until you creamed your pants because your brother is relentless.
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