2 "I'm so–ngh–sorry, little bro. I can't believe it's stuck…oh, wow…again."
Eric was looking down past his rippling abs at me with a concerted face. His mind was being thrown between emotions of deep worry and overwhelming carnal pleasure. And it was hard to blame him with the show I was putting on.
We were in the middle of one of our patented sloppy deep-throating sessions. I was expertly fucking my own throat onto Eric's massive 10-inch jock dong over and over again. The living room was filled with the sounds of my slobbery, persistent suctioning and Eric's apologies and involuntary moans and grunts. I looked up at him to try and communicate with my eyes a sense of reassurance that his fat cock getting "stuck" was no biggie. I ended up winking instead.
Eric, meanwhile, was casually resting a hand on top of my head as I bobbed up and down, trying to reassure me, and playing with my hair. He also seemed not to notice that I occasionally would release his cock from my mouth and let it slap on my tongue a few times like the slutty pornstar I was clearly born to be. When I did this, his hand would reflexively grip my hair and force my mouth back onto his delicious jock meat and groan through his apologies.
I fucking loved my dumb jock of a big brother.
It had been a few weeks since the incident on the couch. You know, the one where I convinced Eric to slam his jumbo penis into my throat then breed my juicy jock pussy right in front of our Daddy? Yeah, that one.
Since then, I've managed to get fucked by Eric nearly every day. It always seemed to happen in similar ways. I'd show off my slut jock hole to him in increasingly obvious ways. He would get a massive, leaking hard on. Then, hey presto, his cock was in my ass and his hips were pistoning away, fucking me like a high school cheerleader in a sleazy porno. And of course, Eric understood that in such trying times as these he needed to unload his fat, hanging nuts full of cum into my wanting butt before my tight hole would release him.
And everytime he did. And everytime I savored the feeling of Eric's load erupting in me, rope after thick studly rope, until I was leaking from the edges. Sometimes, when he pulled out, I would squirt some of Eric's load back onto his mostly hard cock, which made him hard all over again, and naturally his cock would get stuck inside my hole again. Accidentally.
Depending on the position we fucked, I could sometimes turn these moments into chances to taste his sweet jock cum fresh from my slutty boypussy. Everytime it was delicious.
Basically, I was in slutty bottom heaven. I had the sexiest, sweetest, most hung, most fertile power athlete top a boy with a juicy jock butt could ever ask for. And while I had to keep thinking of ways to trick Eric into wrecking my bouncy boy butt, it gave me a bit of a thrill to know I was secretly fucking the sexiest stud in high school. The boy every girl dreamed of getting dominated by was too busy with his summer before college having kinky sex with his little bro.
We'd even progressed to fucking while Madison was in the house. Honestly, I liked Madison a lot. She was a sweet, bright girl who was fun to hang out with. While she was a bit of an obstacle to playing with Eric, he genuinely loved her and they made each other happy. But she was too stressed with her prep for college and her move across the state to put out for my poor big bro, which meant Eric had to find release elsewhere. She was making time to be with him before she left. I could tell that she planned on breaking up with him when that day came, but they clearly hadn't talked about it yet. We would all hang out, watch a movie and eat pizza on the couch while those two would giggle and cuddle. It was so cute that I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
But Madison was prone to falling asleep during movies, which gave me ample opportunity to sneak under their blanket and get my watering mouth stuck on Eric's cock. It was always so fucking hard from their cuddling that I had no trouble slipping it out of his shorts and going to town. Eric would grunt and moan under his breath, going through his same old apologetic routine and beg me to be quiet so we don't wake Madison. I would steadily deepthroat him, sometimes teasing him by getting a little too loud and a little too sloppy with my blowjob. He would eventually unload his gallon of cum down my throat and into my happy tummy, and I would sit back up and wipe my mouth with a satisfied grin. Eric would wipe his sweaty brow and breathe a sigh of relief that Madison was still snoring away.
After I got away with Eric breeding my boy pussy right in front of Daddy, I knew I could get away with anything. Yep, everything was going great.
"Sammy, I can't believe this is happening again…ugh fuck yeah, right there. This is like the fourth time in two days! I'm such a big dumb idiot, I know! You must be really…mmm, take it slut…pissed at me for putting you through this so much. I'm sorry I'm so hard, like all the time. It's Madison. I mean, she still won't let me fuck. Not even a blowjob! I haven't had one in over a month!"
I rolled my eyes as I kept deepthroating my brother. He was practically drooling as he babbled on about not getting laid. I started to ramp up my technique, twisting my head and running my tongue along the length of Eric's shaft, spit drooling down past his fat nutsack and onto the towel on the couch as I wiggled my cute butt in my even cuter jockstrap.
(Yes, I set up a towel.)
Eric now had both hands on my head, making sure my head never left his cock now, even though that was the goal. His torso was covered in a sheen of sweat, and his juicy pecs were glistening as they flexed in the afternoon sunlight that poured into the room. We were in the end game. Eric's balls began to tighten. He stopped his rambling and his breathing became shallow. I felt his 10-inch cock grow into an 11-inch cock. My throat was being pushed to the limit.
"Ugh, Sammy, baby bro," Eric finally managed to say. "I'm gonna get this fat donkey dick out of your mouth. I promise. I'm almost there. Gonna get this cum out of my balls. Into that—ngh, faggot throat. Yeah, gonna–gonna...cum…gonna cum lil' bro…fuuuuuhhhckkk."
Eric shoved my head down as far as he could. My nose pressed against his soft, sweaty pubes as his hips bucked up and off the couch, pumping me full of jock nectar. My throat made obscene noises, and I nearly passed out from the time it took for him to shoot the amount of ropes that he did. I counted about 10. But I greedily swallowed every drop as I massaged my own hard cock through my pre-cum soaked jock.
Finally, Eric's softening cock slipped out of my mouth and plopped onto his muscular thigh.
I gasped, catching my breath, but then giggled, looking up at my big bro. "Silly, Eric. Glad we got that taken care of!"
His cock shot out another last rope of cum onto his thigh. I leaned in and licked it up, savoring the flavor. I also gave Eric's cockhead a final teasing kiss, which made his whole body shiver, and I heard him grunt above me, "Oh, hey Daddy!"
I looked up with my lips still grazing the tip of Eric's sloppy, soft cock. Daddy was standing in the kitchen with a clear view of us on the couch. I sat up and smiled at him. "Hi, Daddy!"
Daddy had just finished working in the yard. Flecks of grass caked his forearms and legs. His tight muscle shirt was drenched in sweat and the fabric clung to every muscle, which I was happy to say were all still in peak form. His short running shorts were also tight and slightly sweaty. And what was more, Daddy's cock was practically throbbing. I could even see the tip snaking out of the bottom of his shorts and leaking a steady strand of pre-cum.
See, the thing with the jocks in this town is they're very dumb, as evidenced by the stories I've been telling. But my brother and Daddy are a special kind of dumb jock. They are horny, sex-deprived, dumb jocks. The best kind for an insatiable gay slut like me. And so whenever they see my slutty ass in only a jockstrap walking around, flexing my juicy but firm bottom ass, they tend to get inexplicably hard. And sometimes it takes them a while to notice!
"Hey, boys," Daddy said, smiling back. "Whatcha two up to?"
"Oh, erm…" Eric said, scratching his head. I was still in between his tree trunk legs in the most obvious blowjob position. "We were, uhh–"
"I was praying!" I said, helpfully.
"Praying?" Eric and Daddy asked together.
"Yes, praying! Didn't you say your knee was a little sore, big bro? Well, I didn't want you to hurt your knee during practice tomorrow morning, so I was saying a little prayer to keep it safe!"
"Aww that's really sweet, baby bro." Eric said, ruffling my hair. "I can always count on you."
I stood up and turned around to walk to the kitchen, wiggling my bare ass at Eric and hoping it made his cock stiffen a little.
"How are you, Daddy?" I said sweetly as I walked up to him for a hug. He embraced me, and I leaned in, making sure his fat cock pressed up against my stomach. I moved a little in our hug to get a sense of the size. My jock pussy twitched a little when I realized he had to be at least 2 inches bigger than Eric.
"Mmpfh, I'm good son," Daddy said. "Just working on the garden."
"Oh my godddd, Daddy," I said, leaning in and taking a deep sniff of his sweetly musky pits. "You really were working. You are so stinky!" I giggled.
"Oh, errr, nggghhh, sorry about that, son. Men sometimes get like that," Daddy said gruffly.
"Here, let me get that," I said, as I began peeling off his too-tight muscle tee. Daddy's chest, arms, and abs were positively popping, coated in a light layer of sweat. My slutty boypussy was fluttering as I looked over my sexy stud of a dad and began feeling every inch of his torso.
"And your muscles must be sooo sore," I said with an added tone of seduction.
I looked up at him with my cute innocent face. I could tell that my hands working him were making him feel good. I could also tell he finally realized his cock was nearly at full mast and was profusely leaking pre-cum which was pooling at the floor between us.
I pressed harder into his pecs, pinching his nipples and playing with his chest hair. Daddy made a low whining noise as we looked into each other's eyes. I started to move my hands down to his toned abs. His clean man musk was so intoxicating I almost lost track of what I was doing. I nearly reached for his massive, sweaty horse cock.
"Yeah," Daddy said, clearing his throat. "Well, I hit the gym this morning so they are a little tender. That–ngh–feels good, thank you baby." Daddy smiled down at me. I pinched his nipple again and his eyes fluttered.
"You know, Daddy," I said in a mischievous voice. "I could give you a proper massage. Like the ones I give Eric?"
"Hmmm," Daddy said thoughtfully. "Eric does seem to feel better after those."
My hole twitched again, and my cock hardened in the pouch of my jock. I started to massage his abs again, even playing with the waistband of his shorts.
"But," he said, and my heart sank. "I have to go to the grocery store."
"What?" I pouted. "Again?"
"Yes," Daddy sighed. "Everytime I go there I seem to get, uhh, distracted, and forget something. I'll be back in a few hours."
I huffed and released myself from our hug. I looked down to see Daddy's cock throbbing and twitching in his shorts. He started to absentmindedly rub it over the fabric. I smirked.
"Welp!" I said. "I'm gonna take a shower. You made me all stinky, Daddy!" I giggled and pranced off. I walked by the couch again to see that Eric had been watching our conversation. His cock was at full attention, leaking more pre-cum and throbbing like a taut wire. I winked at him and he smiled stupidly back. I laughed and, with the prized possession of Daddy's sweaty t-shirt still in my hands, went upstairs.
Later that evening, Madison came over and all four of us watched a movie. Eric and Madison were snuggled up on the love seat. Eric was clearly trying to spoon Madison and shove his fat dick inside of her while they were under the covers, but she kept swatting him away, making Eric more horny and frustrated. I, on the other hand, was coupled with Daddy, curled up and resting my head on his big chest as it steadily rose and fell to his breathing, occasionally broken up by a chuckle at the movie.
I kept toying with Daddy, accidentally brushing my hand across his lap and over his fat cock, which grew in size every time I did. I even "slipped" off of his chest and "fell" into his lap, causing my face to land square onto that meaty fuck stick. I mumbled a lengthy Sorry into his shorts, making sure to get as much warm spit on his shorts as I could, leaving a sloppy spitty stain and a clear outline of the premium jock Daddy dick I was now so insatiably horny for.
Eric, meanwhile, was having no luck getting his own dick wet. Madison had fallen asleep (big surprise), and I could see through the glow of the TV the disappointment on his face. And the tent he was pitching.
I sighed and smiled to myself and told Daddy I'd be back in a bit.
I got up and walked up to Eric and whispered in his ear with my sluttiest voice, "Come to Daddy's room. I want to show you something," and sauntered off, my cute jock butt swaying.
When Eric opened the door to Daddy's bedroom, I was already on the bed on all fours, completely naked. My pink, warm, juicy jock boypussy was fully exposed, quivering and winking at Eric. I gave my ass a little shake.
"Uhh, hey, Sammy. You wanted to show me something?" Eric said stupidly.
"I sure did, big bro," I said looking back at Eric standing in the door frame. "Come a little closer."
Eric took a few steps forward like a stupified zombie. "Why is your asshole out, little bro?"
"Silly Eric!" I said, shaking my head. "This isn't an asshole!"
"Oh. It isn't?" he asked.
"No, dum-dum. It's so much better than an asshole."
"Well, what is it, Sammy? Because that's where I thought the asshole was supposed to be."
"Well you know how you have a juicy, fat, thick, leaking jock cock, right? Because you're a big, strong, studly, fertile, sexy jock?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, I have a warm, tight, juicy jock boypussy! Because I'm a strong, slender, flexible, sexy jock too!"
"Ohhhh, right!"
"And some jocks have porn star cocks and others have porn star pussies for those porn star cocks to go! It's like yin and yang. Balance!"
"That makes sense!" said Eric, brightening up. "But why is your sweet, warm jock pussy out right now, bro?"
"Well," I said. "I saw you trying to stick that beautiful dick of yours into Madison on the couch. And it made me so sad to see how frustrated you were that you couldn't!"
"Oh yeah, I really wanted to fuck that warm, wet pussy of hers. But she always gets so tired during movies!"
"Exactly! And we can't have a star athlete like you getting all pent up with blue balls. That's setting yourself up for a disastrous injury!"
"Oh shit," said Eric, looking worried. "You think so, Sammy?"
"Yes," I said darkly, nodding my head. My juicy ass was still facing Eric as I talked to him, my head craning behind me to see him. "And that could ruin your college career, which is your only way into college anyway!"
"Well, fuck, baby bro!" Eric said, panicking. "What are we going to do!"
"Here's what we can do," I said reassuringly. "You are going to shove that fuck stick of yours into my tight warm jock boypussy, and you're going to fuck me like a bitch until you unload all the loads you have in that fat nutsack of yours."
"Uhh, what?" Eric said, dumbfounded. "Isn't that…well, kind of gay?"
"No, silly!" I said dismissively. "Like I said, my jock boypussy was made for jock cocks. It's only natural that they work together to help each other out! Besides, you have to get your cum out somehow, right?"
"Hmm, yeah I suppose so." Eric said, thinking hard.
"Come take a closer look. I bet you this is the prettiest pussy you'll ever see."
Eric walked forward and crawled onto the bed. His face was immediately inches from my tight hole. I could feel his warm breath blowing on it as he examined closely. He gripped both of my bubbly ass cheeks and pulled them apart to get a better view. I let out a soft moan.
"See that, bro?" I asked, trying to compose myself. "See how it's so pink and tight and practically begging to be filled by a massive cock like yours?"
"Uh-huh," Eric agreed. "This is…this is a great looking pussy."
"Told you!" I said cheerily. "Now, breathe in deep. I want you to smell that delicious jock hole."
Without preamble, Eric shoved his nose against my tight hole and began inhaling like he had just survived drowning.
"Yeah, that's right, big bro. Isn't that the best pussy you've ever smelled. Better than Madison's I bet!"
Eric only grunted in agreement. He was steadily groping my ass cheeks in big circular motions with his massive strong hands. I was moaning and panting just from his ass worship alone.
"Now," I said, catching my breath. "I want you to taste that juicy boypussy, okay Eric. Get it nice and wet for me, baby. Treat it like you would any girl's pussy. Tongue fuck me until–"
Eric had already shoved half of his tongue into my tight, warm, hole before I could finish. I let out a slutty squeal as he began to tongue fuck me, just like I asked. Apparently I had teased him too much, and his horny jock instincts took over. Right in front of him was the tastiest, juiciest hole he had ever laid his eyes on and nothing was going to stop him from taking it.
Eric sloppily lapped up at my crack and hole, occasionally sitting back to shoot gobs of spit at it and suck it back up. Playing with his own spit against my boypussy was unimaginably sexy. We were both moaning, my face smashed against the bed as I threw my ass back against my brother's face. He even started to finger fuck me. First one, then four fingers at a time, taking turns opening me up with his fingers and then his tongue. I was in slutty bottom heaven.
I reached back to grab Eric's head, encouraging him to continue making out with my hole. His face was so deep in my bubble butt. Spit drooled down my taint and onto my balls, which Eric happily sucked on to return that spit back to my hole.
"Holy fuck, Eric," I said, moaning. "You eat jock pussy so fucking good. What a sexy stud you are! That's it. Keep opening me up with that big strong tongue. Yes! Good boy!"
Eric kept eating my delicious ass for a few more minutes until I couldn't take it anymore.
"Eric…Eric!" Eric was too engrossed in eating me out to hear me the first time. He finally came up for air, panting, his face covered in spit and his lips slightly swollen and red.
"What's up, Sammy?"
"I need your jock cock to fuck this jock pussy. Now."
Eric immediately began shedding his shorts as fast as he could. His fat, leaking cock sprang up, slapping against his abs. I bit my lip, eager to be properly fucked. Not because Eric thought he got stuck inside me. Not because he guiltily wanted to dump his cum in my bubble butt as quickly as he could so I wouldn't be pissed at him. But because Eric wanted it. Deep and needy was his cock for my ass, and he was going to fuck me. For real this time.
I wiggled my ass at him, my juicy, wet hole was nice and ready for his obscene donkey dick. "Come fuck me, stud," I said in a sultry voice pulling one ass cheek to the side.
Eric lined up his cock to my hole and immediately plunged it inside me all the way to the hilt.
"Ohhh fuckkk!" we both moaned.
Eric held himself inside me for a few moments. I adjusted to the sudden entry of prime jock fuck meat. I clenched my walls against my big brother's cock, urging him on. He began to steadily slide in and out of my warm, wet chute.
"Oh, fuck yes big bro," I moaned like a slut in heat. "Isn't that such a good pussy? Your cock was meant to be inside me. Mmmm, fuck! That's so good. You're so fucking big. Any girl would be lucky to even suck your beautiful jock dick, let alone fuck it. You're such a good big brother, making your little brother feel so good like this. Ngh, yes! Just like that! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, deeper! Faster!"
Eric was pounding my asshole now. His balls slapped against my taint and thighs. My hole was squelching as he pulled out to just the tip, then slamming it back in deep. He smacked my ass and gripped it hard. Each deep thurst he made slammed directly into my prostate, making that little butt nut go fucking wild.
"Oh fuck, baby bro," Eric was saying through grunts and moans. "This really is a great jock pussy! Oh fuck yeah, slut. I would have never thought my little brother was hiding such a good hole! Maddy never lets me fuck her this hard. You're so–ngh–tight and warm. Fuck, you're pulling my cock back in. Take this big jock dick, you whore. Fuck yes!"
We were both moaning and yelling with complete abandon. We talked each other up, telling each other what great fuckers we were. We didn't have time to even react to Daddy walking in the bedroom, evidently curious as to where we went and what all the noise was about.
"Hey boys, where'd you get off to? You're missing the movie–oh," Daddy said as he walked into the bedroom.
Eric stopped slamming into my ass, shocked to see his dad standing in the doorway. I personally couldn't stop and was gently rocking my ass back onto his dick, fucking myself.
"Oh, uhh, hey, Daddy!" Eric said, looking shocked.
"What are you boys up to?" Daddy asked suspiciously.
"We were uhh…we were uhh," Eric said, looking wildly around the room for an answer.
"Eric got his big fat cock stuck in me! That silly goofball." I said, finally intervening. "Right, Eric?"
Eric looked at me and then Daddy, his mind working extra hard to catch onto the lie. "Uhh, yeah. Stuck. Heh, whoops!"
"He got his…what?!" Daddy said, sounding outraged. "How could you do that to your little brother, Eric? Don't you know we jocks have to be more careful with our cocks than normal men?!"
"Aww, Daddy, don't be mad at him!" I said pleadingly. "He was just trying to help me–ngh–reach something and it just slipped in. He didn't mean–oh fuck yeah–to get his fat. Thick. Jock. Cock. Stuck inside of me. Now I'm just. Helping. Him. Get. It. Ouuuhhhhfuckyesss."
I accentuated each word by slamming my ass onto Eric's meaty cock. On the last one Eric slapped my ass hard.
Daddy sighed. "Well, I can't say this isn't a common problem for us hung juicy jocks. Here, I'll help you get it out."
"Oh, no, Daddy, that's okay. Seriously!" Eric said, sounding nervous.
"Nonsense!" Daddy said. "We can work this out together. Like a family." Daddy clapped Eric on the shoulder with a reassuring smile as he got onto the bed next to him.
I looked back at both of them and nearly came at the sight. Daddy was half hugging Eric, who admittedly was blushing and looking scared. Two huge, muscle men hovering over my juicy bubble butt and examining it intently.
"Now, let's take a look," Daddy said. "Oh yeah, that cock is jammed in there real tight, huh."
"Mmmhmm," I moaned.
"Let's try to pull it out. On three. One, two, three!"
Daddy had grabbed Eric by both shoulders and pulled him backwards. But I wasn't done getting my hole worked over and I leaned backwards, making sure my hole stayed connected to Eric's cock. Eric grunted in pleasure at this. Daddy didn't seem to notice that I wasn't being very helpful. They tried this 5 more times. The effect was that I fucked myself on Eric's cock with the help of Daddy, who was massaging Eric's shoulder and chest in the process. I moaned like a slut the entire time.
"Huh," Daddy said, scratching his head. "Well, I'm stumped! Your fat cock isn't coming out of that tight, pink, sweet looking jock pussy!"
"Maybe," I said, looking back at them again. "Maybe, if Eric can cum, then his cock will get soft and it could slip out!"
Daddy looked at me and smiled. "You know what? I think that just might work! You're such a smart kiddo, Sammy." Daddy rubbed my ass cheek with his massive hands affectionately, causing me to moan again.
And just like that Daddy began making Eric fuck my ass. He encouraged him, telling him to get his big fat load out so we could all go back to watching the movie while he grabbed Eric by the waist and started slamming his cock into me, faster and harder than before. I had to bite on a pillow to keep from screaming and resuming our horny dirty talk. Eric meanwhile was moaning and grunting, desperately trying not to give in and expose the truth that he was fully fucking my juicy boypussy under his own volition.
At one point, Daddy pulled Eric away from me too much and accidentally let his cock slip out. I could feel my hole gaping, suddenly feeling empty.
"There we go!" Daddy said, happily. "We finally got it–oh wow…" Daddy's voice trailed off as my pussy let out a long, harmonious fart that seemed to mesmerize both of them.
I kept my head in my pillow, waiting to see what would happen. I was shocked to hear a growling noise and feel Eric's cock slam right back into my waiting, used, fuck hole. Whether it was Eric or Daddy who did it, I didn't know, but it was too much for me. Feeling Eric's juicy man meat enter back into my pussy, my Daddy watching my hole get wrecked by his own son, and him helping do it. It was all too much for me to bear. I immediately started to cum on the bed, shooting rope after rope of cum out of my 7-inch cock. My hole clenched onto Eric's cock, pulling him in even further. Daddy was now grunting, growling, and breathing loudly while me and Eric moaned together.
"Oh fuck, Sammy," Eric said wildly. "I'm gonna get this cock out. Gonna unload these balls all inside your jock pussy. Fill up that hole. Fuck, baby bro."
"Yeah, that's it son," Daddy said, his voice surprisingly low. "Fuck that jock pussy until you cum. Come on now. Beat that faggot pussy up."
I shot another rope of cum.
"Yeah, Eric," I said, positively delirious now. "Let it all out, deep inside of me. Fill this boypussy up with that thick creamy cum. You're doing such a good job. Almost there now, big bro. Let Daddy help you cum."
Just like that, I felt Eric's whole body tense up. His thrusts became erratic and quick.
"Fuuuck, Sammy. Here. It. Comesssss."
Eric gave two final, deep, deep thrusts before he began unloading his balls into my fuck chute. I felt ropes spurting deep into my stomach. That familiar sensation of being filled with warm cum. I drunkenly smiled to myself.
Eric and Daddy were slowly catching their breath. Eric gave a few final pumps, causing me to moan. I turned my head back around to see Daddy looking at Eric with extreme adoration while he rubbed his eldest son's back. My heart swelled with happiness.
I felt Eric's cock finally slip out of my fully fucked hole, which was sore and red. Another fart, this one now cummy, slipped out, and we all three chuckled. I turned over onto my back to look at them properly.
"Eric," Daddy said, suddenly stern. "I want you to be more careful with this thing." He grabbed Eric's cum covered cock, which was still more than half-hard, and gave it a couple gentle tugs. "No more accidents. You hear me?"
"Erm, yes, Daddy," Eric said with a shiver.
"Now, let's finish up that movie." Daddy said, suddenly light and cheery again. He got up from the bed, his cock was fully hard with a massive pre-cum stain on the front. He left the room whistling.
Eric and I gave each other a relieved sort of look. That was close, we thought.
"Remember," I told him. "Anytime that big jock cock of yours gets worked up, you know what to do right?"
"Uhh," Eric said, screwing up his face to think. "Oh! I shove it in your tight sweet, jock pussy!"
"That's right!" I said, nodding. "Any time, any day. I don't care who is around. You take what's yours, big bro. Oh, and don't forget my throat. A bottom jock like me has an elastic throat that can handle any sized cock."
"Of course!" Eric said, slapping his palm to his forehead. "I'm so silly. How could I forget?!"
"Come here, cutie," I said, forming my lips into a kissy face, and Eric leaned over me. Our lips came together and we passionately made out for the next minute. Swapping spit and wrestling with our tongues. Eric started grinding his big fat cock against my own. He moaned into my mouth. As we parted, a long strand of saliva connected us.
"Nuh-uh," I said in mock disapproval and opened my mouth wide.
"Oh yeah! Sorry, Sammy," Eric said, abashed and he spit directly into my mouth. I swallowed it hungrily and winked.
We both got dressed and went back down to the living room, Daddy had started the movie back up. Eric went back to the love seat with Madison and resumed his spooning, falling asleep immediately. Daddy was on the other couch, his hand resting on the thick pouch in his lap that was his throbbing alpha jock cock.
Instead of getting back into my original position, I decided to straddle Daddy's lap. Daddy grunted at the feeling of my firm, bubbly ass pressing against his fully hard horse cock.
"Pleeeease don't be so mad at Eric, Daddy," I begged, grinding my cock onto him like a slutty stripper. "It's not his fault."
"Ngh–I'm not mad at Eric, baby," Daddy said, adjusting his cock so that it lodged perfectly in between my ass cheeks. "I just don't want him to hurt you. Or any other innocent bystander for that matter. If you weren't–ngh, oh fuck–a talented jock with a perfect hole, who knows what could've happened."
"That's true. It's lucky he lodged his fat, alpha, premium, babymaker into my juicy, warm, moist, jock pussy. I can handle it!"
"That's true, son," Daddy said, smiling at me, and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I don't know what I would do without you two. You're the most important people in my life."
I damn near started crying. Daddy was being so sweet. Even though I was sore and knew I couldn't take another pounding for at least a day, my hole started to get hungry again. I grinded on Daddy some more, nestling my head into the crevice of his neck and whispering into his ear.
"I love you, Daddy," I said softly.
"I–ngh–love you too, baby boy." Daddy's cock had slipped out of his shorts. It was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. I deftly slid my shorts down enough so that the bare skin of my smooth, muscly, jock bubble bottom could rub on the pre-cum soaked shaft of my Daddy.
Daddy and I stayed like that for a while; him grunting and squirming underneath me, occasionally bucking his hips upward; me steadily humping his cock, getting my ass crack covered in his delicious juices until both his cock and my ass were practically oiled. Eric and Madison softly snoring just a few feet away.
Daddy himself was getting sleepy. I could tell that the sheer horniness of my teasing was the only thing keeping him awake. I doubt he could even process much else besides the need to cum. I slowly and carefully took off my shorts and repositioned so that Daddy's cock stood straight up, pointing directly at my hole. I straddled him again, his bare cock pressing against my oily, naked ass and easily sliding into my cheeks.
"You're the best Daddy a slutty bottom jock like me could ask for," I said, whispering into his ear and nibbling at his lobe.
The feeling of Daddy's massive 12-inch cock poking into my warm butt and the slipperiness of my cum-soaked hole was enough to send him over the edge. The force of his orgasm sent his hips up and his cock head penetrated my abused hole, which made me have to cover my moaning with my hand. Torrents of cum flooded my precious jock pussy. Daddy bucked his hips and shook with pure pleasure. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, slowly closing, and falling asleep. Right there, with a couple inches of his juicy cock in his youngest son, he simultaneously passed out and shot ropes of thick, warm, many jock cum.
When he was done, I let his cock free and the excess cum flooded out of me back onto Daddy's cock, which was still throbbing and twitching, but satisfied nonetheless. Daddy started to snore.
I put my shorts back on and sat next to him. I covered his lap with a nearby blanket and ducked underneath, making sure to nurse his precious jock cock, slurping up his delicious seed. When I was completely certain there was no more cum left, I resurfaced from the blanket and curled up, falling asleep too. A manipulative, slutty jock bottom, happy and content.