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Subject: Felix Boy Part Eight Incest Felix Boy Part Eight Be sure to donate to Nifty! M/M/M/b Incest That next Thursday came Merle’s timid knock on my door. I got up and shut out the lights and opened the door for him. There he stood, fully dressed, including a baseball cap on his head. His hands cupped his breasts, squeezing and teasing them. He pinched and pulled at his nipples, giving shuddering `oooh’s’ as he pulled them out from his chest as far as he could. His hands then slid over his belly and down to his groin. He squeezed and pressed at his crotch, his hands showing off the length of his monster dick. He smiled at me that cute boyish grin, and he started to undress for me. Off came the hat, dropping it to the ground, then off came his shoes and with a bit of effort, his socks. He stood there, feeling over his boobs. His hips swayed with that naughty grin and a bit of a blush. He pulled up his shirt and took it off over his head. His boobs were magnificent, his nipples erect and ready for play. He pulled those nipples straight up in the air and let them go from the pinch of his fingers. Next, his belt came off, dropped to the ground, and then he opened his fly. His cock was hard and straining for release from the confines of his jeans. He shimmied his pants down and pulled them off over his feet. He left them where they fell. His cock was tenting his white briefs, making a wet spot where the head of that fat dick pushed against them. I stepped out to him and got down on my knees. I reached up while he pulled at his hard nipples and put my fingers to the waistband of his underwear. He ground his hips back and forth as I pulled his briefs down his legs, freeing that monster dick and those huge balls. He turned around and bent over, spreading his muscular butt cheeks with his hands. I leaned in and put my tongue to his hole. I slid inside him, and he groaned. His dick leaked a line of pre-cum down to the patio. I pulled back and pressed into him with my finger. He let his cheeks go and rocked slowly forward and back on my finger, stuck up into his bottom. He stood up and turned around and nearly knocked me over as he pushed me to go on inside. Once in the door, he got onto his back and lifted his legs. I put my face right back between his cheeks. I slid my tongue into that hole as far as I could. I put my lips to his pucker, and I sucked on the folds of skin there before sticking my tongue back inside. I felt his legs go around my head and shoulders as he held me down against him. I rose, and he pulled his legs back. I smacked his bottom with the flat of my hand several times on each side. I spit on his crack, and I popped the tips of my fingers against his hole. “You’re mad at my hiney, aren’t you?” he said in a huff. “I think I need to punish that fat bottom of yours.” “Okay,” he said. “It’s been really bad.” Merle got on his knees with his butt up in the air. His balls dangled between his thighs. I marveled at how fleshy and fat his scrotum was. Was he this big as a kid? Did he like having such a fat toy between his legs to play with growing up? I spanked him a little more, and I popped a good smack against his taint. I gathered that scrotum in my fist, pulling his balls taught. “Are you angry at them, too?” he whispered? I popped my palm against both of those huge nuts. Merle flinched and cried out, his head hanging down. I licked over his bottom, up and down his crack, and over his hole. “You’re so angry…” he gasped. I gathered his nuts in my fist, and I smacked them a second time. He was whimpering with his head down on his arms, but his butt stayed high in the air. I patted those nuts with my fingers and loved them with my mouth. When his breathing returned to normal, I put my fingers to his anus. He was pushing his hole out against me, his rosebud opening outward, the anus winking at me. I pushed inside him with two fingers, and he moaned loud and low. “My hiney… Be angry with me…” His rectum squeezed at my fingers as I drove them down inside him. I got a good rhythm going, working them in and out his butthole. “Spit on me…” he said. I spit on his crack, getting it wetter, and I put two fingers from my other hand to his anus. I pushed them in beside my other two and worked them in and out, alternating with the others. I pulled that pucker open and spat down into him again. “That’s so angry…” he moaned. I soon had three fingers of each hand inside him, his hips jerking, his balls rising and lowering in their sack, that cock head dribbling pre-cum nonstop. “Is that how you like it? Is that what you want?” I said, pulling my fingers from him and solidly whacking his bottom. “That’s too angry, daddy,” he whispered. I bent down to him and kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Don’t move. I’ve got something I want to try.” “Okay,” he whispered as I dashed away. I got my wand massager and hurried back to him. I turned it on and set it against his taint. He groaned loudly as I stroked his wet, sticky cock. I let it go and put a finger back inside his hole as the massager vibrated against his taint. I pushed it down against his balls, and his mouth opened with a loud groan. “Oh… Chris… oh…” he cried out. His anus gripped my finger tight as his balls jiggled against the wand. I ran it along his cock, his head now down on the floor in his hands. I put it against his hole, and his hips started jerking, and his mouth gasping. “My hole… oh… oh… oh… my hole!” His cock started spraying cum. Squirt after squirt, ropes of cum ejaculated, loudly pelting against the carpet. “My hole… oh, my hole…” Merle cried out. Even after he finished squirting, his cock kept throbbing, trying to eject more out of his empty testicles. “It won’t stop…” he cried out. I rubbed the wand tip over his pucker as he continued to cum. When he finished, he put a hand over his hole to block the vibrating wand and rolled over onto his back. He cupped his soft cock and balls with his hands. His eyes rolled back, a little unfocused. I laid down beside him and held onto him. “You okay, buddy?” He closed his eyes a lay there, his hands still cupping his genitals. Eventually, I got him up, and with a hand still cupping himself, I got him up to my bed and laid him down. He rolled onto his side. I got behind him and spooned up against him. We lay like that awhile. I noticed the time. “You need to go back, buddy?” “No,” he said, “I’m not going to.” “Okay. You ready to sleep?” “Yes, daddy.” “I’m not your daddy.” He startled and turned to look at me. His eyes became teary. “I know! I know! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Don’t be mad. I just said that.” He nearly got up. I held him with my arms. “It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m not mad.” “I forget sometimes.” “Sure, sure. It’s okay. You want to sleep?” “Yes.” He closed his eyes and turned away from me; his hand was still over his groin. In the morning, I woke up with him facing me, his arms over me. It was the best way to wake up. He was sleeping pretty heavy. I could tell that dick was hard as it was poking up against me. My cock was erect as well. I ran my hand down over his rump and to his dick. I held onto it. I closed my eyes a while longer. Merle jerked away. “Where… where…” he started to say as he sat up. “You’re here with me. Safe and sound.” He turned to look at me. He smiled that big smile of his. “I am!” “Yes, you are. You spent the whole night here.” He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back — a sweet morning smooch. “I love you, Chris.” “I love you, Merle.” He kissed me again. He spread his legs, and with his thumb and forefinger, he pulled his dick down and to the side, looking it over. “It was so big and achy…” he said, looking at it concerned. “Do you think you hurt yourself?” “It looks like normal,” he said, “It just squirted so hard…” “Yes, you did.” He pushed his fingers under his balls, one knee raising. “My hole feels like normal,” he said with a grin. “Good to hear.” We got into şişli travesti my shower, and I started the water. I made ready with the soap. Merle hugged me, and I hugged him back. We stood under the spray as it warmed up, wrapped in each other’s arms. “I’m peeing…” he whispered. I felt his warm piss begin to spray down my belly. I let my piss go as well, and we let it run up and over each other’s stomach. When he had no more to piss, and I also ran dry, we took to cleaning each other. Afterward, we dried each other, and I went to the closet to get my robe for him, and some lounge pants and tee for myself. “I’m naked. I want to stay naked,” Merle said. “Try it on, see if you like it,” I said to him. He shrugged his shoulders and put it on. He grinned at how soft it felt. He pulled it tight around him and gave a cute, boyish laugh. “You do like that!” He nodded and kept it on with the hood up over his head. He let it remain open in the front. “I want my dick to stick out.” “Sure, buddy.” We made our way downstairs, and I started some coffee. He looked around, pulling drawers and cabinets open. “Do you have oatmeal?” he asked. “Yeah, look down there,” I pointed. He opened up the lower cabinet and found the container. “It’s the right kind!” he said. “I can make this!” “You can?” “Sure!” I let him do it. It took him a while to get it in a bowl with the right amount of water. I let him find the utensils he needed, and I let him get it in the microwave. He turned it on and then stood back with a big grin at me. “See? I can do that.” “You did good, buddy,” I said to him. He found the butter in the refrigerator and the salt and pepper on the table. He carefully moved the bowl to the table from the microwave and put a dollop of butter into the steaming oatmeal. He salted it generously and put in a little pepper. I poured him a glass of juice, and he seemed really content. I had a quick thought. Merle’s clothes were still outside. I jumped up and opened the door and gathered them off the porch from where he had dropped them. I brought them in and dumped them on the couch. I walked back into the kitchen, and he smiled up at me as he ate and let me kiss him on the cheek. When he finished, he dutifully got up and cleaned his bowl and his spoon. He put his cup in the sink and filled it with water. He went out and sat on the couch in the TV room. A little while later came a knock at the door. I opened it to find Deena standing outside. She pushed her way forward, so I stood to the side and let her come in. “He’s here?” she asked. “Yes, he’s here. He’s okay. Just had some breakfast.” She spied the pile of clothes on the couch. It was apparent that it was Merle’s big belt buckle on the top. She walked over to it and picked it up. “So, that’s the way it is,” she said. “Merle!” Merle stood in the doorway of the TV room. My bathrobe held closed in front of him, and the hood pulled over his head. “He’s just out of the shower…” I started. “Don’t play games with me. I’ve known that idiot’s a faggot for a long time. I just didn’t expect him to be a faggot with you.” She turned to Merle. “Get dressed and get home.” “Now what a minute. Merle’s welcome in my home. He can be here if he wants.” Merle hid behind the frame of the door. I could tell he was crying. “Merle is just a big baby. He doesn’t know what he wants.” “He’s not. He’s a grown man who can make his own decisions,” I said, moving toward Merle, who only backed up further. “No, he’s not. You don’t know what he is. You’re just taking advantage of him.” “How?” “He’s had a few “friends” before that only played games with him until they got bored or realized how much work it is to deal with a man like that, and they disappear.” “That’s not what this is.” “No? Is he already telling you he loves you?” “Well…” “Yeah, I’ll bet he is… and one change of his meds, and he won’t even know your name.” She grabbed up his clothes and walked them to him. “Put your clothes on, and we’ll go back,” she said to him. I heard him mumbling. “I’ve seen you naked plenty; just get dressed.” “Wait,” I said, “you don’t need to take him out of here. He wants to be here. What’s he got to do today?” “What does it matter to you?” “I could help him. We could do it together.” “You want to take over. Go ahead. He’s all yours.” “That’s not fair. I don’t know…” “That’s right. You don’t know. This is not what he wants. It’s not what his family wants.” “What does his family want? Do they even see him anymore?” “Let’s just say his dad would be very disappointed.” “There is no reason for him to be disappointed. Merle’s not doing anything but coming to spend time with me.” She raised an eyebrow at that. “I’ll go,” Merle said, dressed with his cap on his head. “Okay, fine.” I said, turning to Merle, “You are welcome here tonight when Felix comes. He wants to see you. I’m sure.” Deena rolled her eyes and pulled on Merle’s tee-shirt. “You can come for your playdate, but back home tonight.” “Yes, ma’am,” Merle said. And they left. I was angry, but it did lead to me considering what did I want from this. Did I love Merle? I did. I believed I did. Would I want him living here? I thought about his arms around me as I woke up. I think I did. He did okay with breakfast. That’s just one thing, I thought to myself. That’s not a life together. That’s not taking care of a man with special needs as he grows older. That’s not taking care of his day-to-day. He could throw a good fuck, but that’s not life. The more significant issue was — if I were to have him move in, would he lose his family? Would he lose Deena’s support? Would I be his only caretaker? Would he want that? Those were some significant issues we’d have to tackle as they came. He does live in that house by himself — who owns that house? He moved in with me, what would happen to it? Selling that house would go a long way to support him moving in with me. Just the thought of asking Deena that question — she’d never let me see him again. That would be a huge red flag. I’d have to figure that out without asking Deena or Merle. One thing’s for sure, Deena knows he’s queer, and now she knows he’s being a queer with me. I would have to consider it. I don’t want to lead him on when in reality, it’s not something I’m prepared to take on. Or is it? I would have to think that through. Later that day, Merle showed up, fresh jeans and a fresh shirt. He came inside, and I kissed him. He seemed a little down. “Don’t worry, buddy. We’re fine.” “Deena is still mad. I don’t like it when she’s mad at me.” “I don’t like it much either. To be honest, though, she’s right.” “No! No! No! No!” “Listen, listen. She’s right when she says I have to be honest, and I have to do right by you. I’ll take that very seriously. Whatever happens with us, I will promise to be honest, and I will not have you do anything that you don’t want to do.” “I love you, Chris,” he said, starting to cry. “I love you too, buddy,” I said, hugging him. “I mean that when I say it.” “I told Deena not to make you go away. She makes everything go away.” “She cares for you. She doesn’t want people to take advantage of you or treat you poorly.” “She doesn’t want me to be a fag with you or anyone.” “She knows you’re gay?” “She knows. She tells my parents. They won’t help me at all if I’m being a fag.” “First of all, you’re not a fag. You’re a gay man, and you know what you like.” “I like big men like you… and little boys like Felix,” he said sobbing. “I know you do. I do too. I like Felix as much as you do.” “I want to do naked things to him.” “I know, I know… as long as he wants to as well. We don’t force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do.” “I know. I know. It’s our secrets…” “Yep, it sure is. I liked our sex. I liked sex with Felix. I’ve sucked a few boy dicks in my time. I loved doing that for them, and they’ve loved me doing it. “I’ve always liked little boys. They are so cute. Not just their dinkers. beylikdüzü travesti I like to play games and stuff with them too.” “I know. Me too.” He smiled at me with those teary eyes. “I love you, Chris!” he said again. He kissed me, and I sucked his tongue for a good while. He pulled back, spit running between our mouths, and he licked me. He lapped over my mouth and chin and onto my cheeks. He was giggling and slurping over me. I stuck my tongue out, and he licked that. I laughed at him. With a wicked Merle grin, he dropped down on his knees and worked my dick out of my pants. He put it in his mouth and sucked me hard. He pushed down to my pubes, my fully erect cock pushing down his throat. His nose was working hard as he pushed his mouth against me as hard as he could. He worked to keep me deep inside his mouth and down his throat. His hand pulled my balls up under his chin. He pulled off with a gasp. My wet, shiny dick straight up erect hung over his face. “Are you angry with my face?” he whispered. I took my cock, and I began to slap his face with it. He closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue while I smacked it against him. I pulled his head against me, and I ground my cock and balls into him. When I finished, he smiled up at me. He kissed the head of my aching, hard cock, and he tucked it back into my pants and zipped me up. “Felix wants your juice,” he said, getting up. “Yeah…” I said, pulling his wet mouth to mine. He ground himself against me. “Your big fucking dick need to squirt buddy?” “I need to squirt in Felix tonight.” “I bet you do,” I said with a grin. With that, it turned into a typical session of TV and some dinner. “You want to help me cut up the vegetables?” He stood there with his hands down at his sides, looking down at the counter. “I’m not allowed.” “This is my house. Do you think you can?” “Yes.” “Do you want to help cut up the vegetables?” “Yes.” I put a steak knife in his hand and showed him what to do. He did fine. When he finished, he set the knife down. “I’m done. I put it there,” Merle said, backing away from it. “Sure, good job, buddy,” I said, washing it in the sink. Shortly after that, the call came through. Felix and his dad were coming by. Merle was happy it was time to play with Felix again. “Remember, with his dad, we take it slow. Don’t do anything more than he is willing to do. We might not get to play with either of them anymore if we go too far with his dad.” “I know,” Merle said. “Just as long as he can be naked on me.” “I’m sure he’ll get to be naked on both of us!” Soon the knock came at the door. Felix jumped inside, followed by his dad. I shut the door back and bent down to Felix, picking him up. I kissed him on the mouth and then turned to his dad. “Oh, okay…” his dad said and kissed me on the mouth before leaning in to kiss his boy. Merle also squeezed in to get a kiss from Felix. Felix stuck his tongue out to Merle, who suckled it in a good kiss. He turned to Danny and kissed him as well. Danny blushed and smiled at him. “Karen let you have him again this weekend?” “Well, it’s a rotation, but with her job keeping her away, it looks like I get a little extra time.” “Is she mad with you?” “No. We’ve gotten along really well. She said Felix is behaving so well, that it’s been effortless for her to make some transitions in her job.” “You being a good boy for her, Felix?” I asked the boy with a grin and a tickle. “Yes!” he said with a laugh. I gave him another quick smooch and set him down. He took Merle’s hand, and they went off together. “You and Felix are doing well?” I asked Danny taking him into the kitchen. “Oh, yes. Ever since last week with you two, things have been pretty special.” “Really, what’s happened?” I asked him. “Naked time has become a special thing for us.” I stepped closer to him and put my arm around him. “Felix is a happy boy out of his clothes,” I said. “Yeah, he loves it… and I…,” he blushed and looked down, “I love it too. I like being naked with him.” “He’s a special boy.” “He is,” Danny said, “I like being able to have a special time together. At first, I thought it was just him being a little boy, but it’s grown into real bonding time. It might only be a few minutes a day, but I can’t wait to take off my clothes for him.” “Really?” “Yeah, I’ve never been so hard as I am with him.” “You cum for him?” “Not yet, but it’s not going to be much longer. I could shoot just having Felix’s naked body in my arms. He’s always hard when we’re together, and that makes me so hard. He really likes it. I like holding him and feeling him. He likes showing off for me. He likes showing me his bottom.” “It’s cute.” “Yeah. I pat him and rub him there. He likes that, you know, it’s our thing. It’s shown me what I’ve been missing.” “Cock?” He blushed and looked away. I put my hand on his crotch. “You like cock?” “I like exposing myself to him.” “That’s fun… You like cock?” “I like his cock. I miss what I had before Karen. I liked boys. I liked men, but I have never been with a man… you know… like that…” “Not even in a park or theater?” “No, but I know what I like… you know?” I hugged him. “I know exactly what you mean. Karen and Connie, they really know how to pick ’em.” Danny laughed and hugged me back. “I’m glad we can explore with you and Merle,” Danny said. “You can do whatever you want to,” I told him. “You’re both safe with us. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” “Yeah…” he said with a blush. We went out to the TV room where Felix sat in Merle’s lap, looking at a comic book. Felix loved Iron Man, and he loved helping Merle read through it. Felix looked up and smiled at us as we took a seat on the floor near him. He made a big production out of reading all the characters in the comic to us. Merle laughed at him and rubbed his belly. When he finished, he jumped up and sat with his dad. “You like the comics,” I asked the boy. “I want to be a drawer. I want to make comics. I saw how to do it on YouTube.” “He watched some Marvel comics guys show how to draw Iron Man. There’s Iron Men all over the house now,” Danny said. “I can do it good! I can be a drawer like that.” “You’d have to go to big boy school to learn to draw like they do,” I said. “Can I go too?” Merle asked, wide-eyed. “I think you both can get some art lessons. See what you can do.” “We’ll do it together!” Merle said as Felix cheered in agreement. He turned to hug his dad. “We’ll see,” Danny said. “You still like naked time?” I asked Felix. “Yes! It’s what daddy and I do,” he said, hugging his dad’s neck. “What did you do the last naked time?” “Daddy had all his clothes off sitting in the big rocker by the window, you know? He was like this,” Felix said, spreading his legs as wide as he could, “and it was so big. I took off my clothes and sat in his lap, and we read stories until it was time to go to sleep!” “You like that?” “Yes! I like being naked with him. I like his big thing.” “It’s not something you mom likes?” Merle asked. “No. She would be mad. She always gets mad at fun stuff. It’s just our thing,” Felix said, turning about once more to hug and kiss his dad. “That’s sweet,” I said. “You guys ready to take your clothes off for some naked time of our own?” “Yes!” Felix shouted. Danny smiled at his boy. “Yeah, let’s do it,” Danny said, patting Felix on the bottom. We all stood. I started to undress Danny. “Well, okay…” Danny said, standing there, letting it happen. I pulled his top off and folded it. I then got his shoes off and his socks. Merle and Felix cheered me on. Then I stood behind him and wrapped my arms around him to undo his belt and his pants. I unzipped him and reached my hand into the open fly and held his crotch. That got a laugh. Then I pulled his pants down, and he stepped out of them. Then I pulled down his underwear. His erection was pointing straight out. I put my hand to his dick, and I stroked him. “Show that thing istanbul travesti off,” I said. “That’s a good cock.” “Look at that, Felix!” Danny said to his son. “He’s playing with me!” Felix cheered and turned to Merle with his arms up over his head. Merle quickly stripped the boy, turning him to face his dad with his legs spread. His little boy dick was straight up, hard and eager. Merle put his fingers to it and stroked him before turning to kiss him. Merle then stood up and stripped out of his clothes. “Make me naked, Felix!” he said with a grin. Felix pulled down the big man’s underwear and grabbed hold of that enormous hard-on. His fingers ran over the head, getting them coated with Merle’s pre-cum. We got out all the fun stuff, comics, books, crayons, and games and piled them around us. We sat down on the floor, and Felix got on all fours in front of his dad. He played with his dad’s hard erection. Danny rubbed the boy’s head and stroked his shoulders and back. Felix leaned his head in, looked up at his dad, and then took that hard cock of his father’s into his mouth. “Oh, baby, that’s what you want?” he cooed at his boy. Felix made an `uh-huh’ sound and kept that dick in his mouth. Danny stroked the boy’s head and encouraged him to do what he wanted. Merle rubbed Felix’s back, letting his fingers trail into the boy’s crack. Felix pushed his butt up in the air and gave Merle access to his little boy hole. Merle rubbed a finger over his anus, and the boy purred around his dad’s cock. I got down next to Felix. “Can I try?” I asked the boy. Felix pulled off, and I took his father’s dick into my mouth. “Oh, man… yeah… sure…” I felt Danny’s hand now on the back of my head as I sucked his cock. Soon both Felix and I were licking up and down on either side of his dad’s dick. “Danny,” I asked, looking up, “You want to suck some dick?” “I’ve never put a cock in my mouth,” he sighed, rubbing his son’s head. “Oh, well now,” I said, pulling Felix around onto his back, “how about something easy to start with?” Felix, putting his legs up in the air and spreading them wide, grinned up at his dad with a blush. His hard nail of a boy dick stood straight up between his legs. “You think so?” he said. “Felix wants his dad to suck his cock, don’t you, little boy?” “Yes!” Felix said, pushing his hard dick forward with his thumb. His dad leaned down and got up between his boy’s legs. “Smell your boy,” I said. He leaned in and put his nose to Felix’s testicles. “Lick those little boy nuts,” I encouraged him. Hesitantly he put out his tongue and took a long lap at one of Felix’s balls. Felix let an “Ooooh! Ooooh!” out of his mouth. “Oh my gosh…” Danny whispered. Danny looked up at his boy and grinned. “You like that, son?” “Yes! Lick me again!” Felix whined. Danny put his tongue to Felix’s other testicle and licked it up and down. As Felix’s nuts pulled up in his scrotum, Danny licked over the skin of Felix’s boyish sack. “What about that boy’s hard-on?” I said. Danny leaned over Felix and put his mouth to his stiff little dick. He sucked in the entire shaft, going to the base and taking in as much of that scrotum as he could get. Danny began making love to that boy’s cock and balls. Merle and I watched Danny and his son have a moment together as he brought Felix to two orgasms in a row with his mouth. As Felix came down from the second one, Danny rose and started jerking furiously beside Felix. He needed to cum. “Give it to him,” I said, indicating the boy. He turned and jerked over Felix’s belly, suddenly squirting several good lines of cum over him. Felix put his hands in it and rubbed it up and down himself. He put his sticky fingers to his mouth and sucked each one in turn. “You liked that, Felix?” his dad asked him. Felix jumped up and said, “I love you, daddy!” He leapt into Danny’s arms and hugged the man’s neck. As they hugged and played with each other, Merle laid on his back and pulled his legs up. “Fuck me, Chris,” he said. “Should I be angry with your hiney, buddy?” “No, make love to it like that…” In front of Danny and Felix, I put my mouth to Merle’s hole, and I tongued him, getting him good and wet. Merle moaned as Danny and his son watched. I got Merle cooing and crying from my mouth on his hole. I sat up, my thumb pressing on his anus. “You ready for it, buddy?” I asked the big man. “Yeah, fuck me, Chris, fuck me good,” he said with a grin. Merle looked over at Felix, wrapped in Danny’s arms. “You want to see him put it in me?” Merle asked them. “Yes!” he said to his dad, and they pulled closer to where they could watch me fuck this big beautiful man. I put my cockhead at his anus. “Can you see my hole?” Merle asked the boy. Felix grinned that naughty grin and nodded, yes. They both leaned forward to watch it go in. “Can you see it?” Merle said as I pushed into him. “Can you see it in me?” I held my cock just inside him as they both got a look. Felix put his hand out and touched where my dick entered Merle. I began to stroke in and out of him slowly as he smiled and cooed at me. “I love you, Chris,” he said. “I love you, buddy.” “You like that?” Danny asked Merle. “Yeah, my bottom likes being full,” Merle replied with a groan. Felix crawled off his dad’s lap and laid his head on Merle’s belly and put the tip of his hard dick into his mouth. “Careful, Felix, careful…” Danny said, starting to pull him back, “Don’t get in their way…” Merle put his hand to Felix’s head. I pushed his hand away. “Don’t…” I started as Merle put his hand down at his side. “I love Felix. It’s okay. He can suck on my dick.” Merle said. Danny let him go. Felix got his butt up in the air leaning over Merle. Merle put his big mitt over Felix’s bottom and let his finger play at the boy’s anus. His finger went to his mouth and then back to Felix’s bottom. He pushed his finger in and out of the boy. “Like that,” Merle said to Danny. I watched his dad put his finger to his mouth and then to the boy’s bottom. Soon his finger was inside his boy. “Wow,” Danny said as Felix humped his bottom and moaned. Soon I was pumping into Merle. He had his head back, and his mouth was gasping and groaning. Felix never let that cock out of his mouth. Suddenly Felix groaned. His dad’s finger was all the way inside the boy, and he was cumming hard. I knew that sound Felix made when he came, I knew he was having a tremendous orgasm. “Wow,” Danny said again, now stroking his renewed hard-on. Merle grunted, and his hips bucked. Merle held the boy’s head down. “Merle. Don’t,” I said, brushing his hand away. Merle grunted, his chest heaving. He flooded Felix’s mouth with cum as that boy worked to keep it all inside him. Merle pumped his hips, squirting a gusher into the boy. Felix pulled off when it finished. He looked back at his dad. “You okay, son?” Felix smiled a cummy sticky smile back at him. Danny spread his boy’s ass with his hand as he squirted his juice in the boy’s ass crack. Felix laughed and wiggled his butt. He wiped his fingers down his crack and got them wet with his father’s cum. He put his fingers to his mouth to taste it. That was enough for me. I pushed into Merle as far and as hard as I could. “Here it comes, buddy, just for you.” I squirted up his hole, over and over. I felt Merle’s legs squeezing me and rubbing up and down my sides. “He’s cumming in me!” Merle said with a grin at Danny and Felix. Felix got over Merle’s face and kissed the big man with his cummy mouth. He scooted over and kissed me and then returned to his father’s arms. We cleaned up in my shower and spent the rest of the night playing with the toys and games until it was time for them to leave. Felix’s little boy boner stayed hard the entire time. He was sad to have to put on his clothes and go. A tearful goodbye and a round of kisses, and they left. Merle put on his clothes. “You don’t have to go, buddy. Stay with me tonight. My hole needs a good fucking. “No. I’m gonna go. I’m a good boy.” “You are a good boy. Here or there. I’d like it here.” “No. I will come back.” I felt genuinely heartbroken. “I love you, Merle.” “I love you too, Chris.” He snapped his cap onto his head and ail On Telegram @ChubbyB On Wickr chubbyhank

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