March 15th, 2024
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Description: Ever since the first time he got a taste of my dick, Asher has had something of an overactive sex drive. A few weeks ago, though, we went to spend a week on my brother’s ranch for the annual family reunion. The first night we were there, Asher just had to have his bonus hole worked over, the risks of getting caught be damned. He was accustomed to sleeping in my bed, and he was already upset that my brother had given us separate rooms. The little scamp knows I can’t say “no” to those adorable puppy dog eyes. So, after midnight when I was certain everyone was asleep, I snuck down the hall to his room. I was actually thinking it would be kind of hot to wake my boy up for a fuck, but he was sitting on his bed waiting and he pounced on me the moment I walked in the door. Asher is a noisy little slut when he’s getting pounded and I knew he wouldn’t be able to stay quiet. When he got me hard and flashed his juicy bonus hole at me, I was helpless to resist him and soon we both lost all sense of caution. Just when I was in my last lap pounding him as hard as I could doggy style, I looked over toward the door and saw my brother standing in the hall watching. For a moment my life flashed before my eyes, and then I noticed his hand was down his pants. That spurred me on to really put on a show. At the very least, we were going to have an interesting conversation at breakfast. As it turned out, my brother had already fucked Asher before I even finished my morning shower. Having two lovers has turned Asher into an absolute nymphomaniac. In his defense, my brother and I couldn’t get enough of his pussy and pretty much fucked him non-stop. Unless he was just getting out of the shower, I don’t think there was ever a time that Asher didn’t have cum dripping out of his hole. Not that he minded. When we got home it was clear that he missed his uncle; so much so that I actually felt a little bit jealous. It never mattered before, but Dylan is four years younger than me and, true or not, I always thought he was better looking. Unfortunately, his place is more than an hour away from us in the country. I don’t worry about the competition, but do realize the distance means Asher doesn’t often get to spend time with new playmate, either. That sudden deprivation, especially so soon after Asher’s world opened up to more than just sex with me, the sudden freedom for both of us of having at least one person we didn’t have to hide from, has seriously made him insatiable. I can say that I can’t get enough of my son, and it really is true. At the same time, I can barely keep up with him. After all, he’s twenty and I’m 43. They say “40 is the new 30,” but tell that to my cock. Not that there's anything wrong with it, but it’s not 30 anymore. They also say, “the spirit is willing but the flesh is…” well, not all it once was. Asher has instant recovery and I need a little while to recharge. I’m very fortunate that I work from home but Asher doesn’t always see me as busy when I’m actually on-the-job. There’s no difference to him between me scrolling through my social media on my laptop while relaxing in bed and my trying to get some work done there on a weekday. I’ve tried to explain it to him but, when he gets that itch in his bonus hole, absolutely nothing – except maybe bondage – will keep him away from my dick. We haven’t explored that yet, but maybe we should. I don’t think there would be any torture that I could inflict that would be as effective as just tying him to his bed, getting his pussy hungry for dick, and then walking away. Yesterday he gave me a few hours of peace and, just as I was really getting into the work groove there he was, crawling into my bed with that mischievous horny grin on his face. As usual, he wouldn’t take “no” for an answer and, as soon as he grabbed my crotch and got me hard, I couldn’t have said “no” if I had tried. He had my pants off in a flash. I have to say, even with his limited experience he gives better blowjobs than I’ve ever had in my life. Sometimes it’s almost painful trying to decide which of his holes I want to shoot my load in. For Asher, there is no question. He’ll swallow my load if I tell him to but he would always rather have it dripping out of his pussy. Today, he got his wish. He gave me expert head for a while and then I ripped his pants off and went down on his bonus hole. He tastes better than any I’ve ever eaten and my tongue pushed him over the edge into his first orgasm of the afternoon. I then started to fuck him. That’s one thing about a trans boy, especially one as oversexed as my son. He can take everything I can give him, cumming over and over again, and still be ready for more. I fucked Asher all over the bed until I just had to shoot. I pulled out and it only took a few strokes to shoot a wet sticky load all over my son’s creamy peach of an ass. He immediately rolled over and took my still dripping cock in his mouth to taste my seed, looking into my eyes as he did it. Then, he sat back playing with his t-dick and grinning at me. I didn’t need to read his mind to know what he wanted. I told him that it was time for me to get some work done and shooed him out of bed before he could test my resolve, again. I mean, really, how can a man be expected to work when he has a hot little trans fuck toy sitting on the bed begging for dick?
