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Subject: {ASSM} Horny Father In Law (1-3) (M/M. M/F, Bi, Humil, Oral, Anal)
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Horny Father-In-Law

Sure Matt fooled around on the side, but it wasn't his fault. When he had 
married Cindy she had been hot for his extra large cock. She would ride him 
all night after the frat party; she would hump him dry on spring break. Even 
when they got married she would suck him off in the shower before breakfast.
But lately the sex had been less and less. Now Matt was lucky if his dong 
shot seed more than once a week. He had tried to be understanding, but his 
balls just never seemed to stop churning out the baby batter. And his cock 
was hard dozens of times a day.
It wasn't like he was having an affair. It was just a couple of quick fucks, 
mostly at the office with that hot number in reception. Fuck, everyone was 
hitting that. And once with the always wet bitch across the street. But Matt 
knew better than to sling his shit around town. Still, beating off never 
seemed to do anything except take the edge off.
Then there was that fateful night.

Cindy's parents lived across town, and dinner with them was a regular event. 
But that night Cindy's Dad seemed to be acting strangely. Matt had always 
admired Mr. Koch. He was nobody's fool. Six feet tall and a heavy man who 
had kept in shape since his days in the marines 30 years before. He kept his 
arms pumped up nicely and his stomach almost flat. Had he cut back on all 
those beers Matt figured the old man would have had a washboard there. Not 
that Matt was any slouch. All-American in his sophomore year in college, he 
went to the gym every day. Lately he noticed his works out getting more 
intense as he spewed less and less stud sauce.
Still, it was not like Cindy's old man to be so quiet and distant. Matt got 
to worrying. Had he been caught some how? Maybe that cunt across the street 
had blabbed and it had gotten back to his mother in law.
After dinner Matt knew he would find out soon.
"Say Matt, why don't you show me that new drill ya got out in the garage?"
"Uh, sure thing Daddy Koch." Matt walked ahead of the man into the garage. 
He jumped a little when he heard the door shut behind him. He went over to 
the work bench and picked up the new drill.
"It's a craftsman, real nice..." He suddenly felt a heavy hand on his 
shoulder.
"Matt, I ain't interested in the drill. We need to talk..." Matt felt his body 
swung around by the still powerful older man.
"Yes sir?"
Daddy Koch was right in front of him. Matt could smell that savage mixture 
of real man sweat and old style after shave. Damn he's a big guy Matt 
thought to himself.
"Shit son. This ain't easy for me, but someone's gotta do it."
Matt said nothing, his heart was racing.
"Matt, I used to work with a couple of the guys in your office you know. 
Last week at poker night they got to talkin and next thing I know they tell 
me you got your dick wedged up some twat's hole over there. That true boy?"
Matt hesitated for a second. He felt Daddy Koch's paw tighten its grip in 
his shoulder.
"I said is it true?"
"Yes sir." Matt looked down at the floor. He eyes filling with water.
"Shit son. What the fuck? God damn know you're a hot lookin stud. I bet you 
got women throwin themselves on you all day huh?" He reached over with his 
other hand and lifted Matt's chin so he could look in the kid's eyes.
"Hmm?"
"I...I...I guess so Sir."
"But dammit son, this is my precious angel were talkin about here. What the 
fuck is wrong with you? Ain't no finer woman in the world, she's a knock out 
for sure.  Ain't you getting enough from her? "
Matt said nothing but looked down again. Daddy Koch sighed.
"No shit, really kid? How often you down to?"
"I dunno... twice a week?"
"Huh? Twice a week for those elephant balls you sling around? Fuck kid, no 
wonder....but listen boy, listen good. You got to respect my daughter, 
understand?"
Daddy Koch was leaning in further now, his mouth inches away from Matt's 
nose. Matt could smell the beer on the older man's breath.
"I...do...not...want...you...fuckin...around on my baby! I don't want ANY other cunt to 
wrap its nasty lips around your shaft. Understood boy!"
Matt was trembling now.
"Yes Sir!"

Then a smile played across Daddy Koch's face. Matt really began to worry 
now. He had seen the older man's temper before. He knew the rage that he 
could fly into.

"Besides boy. There are other ways to get that juice outta there. You know?"
Matt's brain froze. What the hell was the old man talking about? His face 
gave only a puzzled look back as an answer. Daddy Koch smiled again.
"Shit stud, you are all man ain'tcha? That's fine by me. Makes the cum fly 
farther." And with that Daddy Koch leaned in and kissed Matt on the lips. 
Lightly at first, but then harder, taking possession, laying claim to the 
baffled studly son-in-law in front of him.
At first Matt resisted, but two firm hand wrapped around his head forced his 
face into the older man's moustchace and face. Matt's mouth however remained 
firmly closed. He had no idea where this was going but was determined to 
keep his manhood. But then a deep growl from Daddy Koch changed his mind. He 
slightly opened his mouth and suddenly found the older man's tongue forcing 
its way in.
An electric charge went through Matt as he felt the older man's hand began 
to wander down his buff body. The man growled as he felt Matt's hard guns 
and firm pecs. Then his hands landed on the boys bubble butt. All the time 
he was driving his tongue in deeper, fucking the boy's mouth with his 
tongue. He squeezed the boys twin globes hard and came up for air.
Matt was gasping for a breath as the rugged father in law in front of him 
laughed a low laugh.
"See stud, ain't no thing. Fuck, by the way your prick is so fuckin hard I 
bethca ain't hatin' this too much huh? Fuck that's a hard weapon you got 
there son. I bet you have a nice load up in that shaft huh?"
"Ungh."
"I asked you a question boy" Daddy Koch gave the boy's bull balls a not so 
gentle squeeze.
"Ouch! Yes sir. Sir, I'm so confused. I didn't think..."
"Stop right there boy. No more thinkin. What we got here is a situation. Two 
hot men with hard dicks and full balls who need to shoot seed, understand?"
Matt nodded.
"Good. Now normally I like to get comfortable with a hunk of meat like 
yourself boy, but I figure I got time another day huh? Right now we ain't 
got long and I need to put you in your place. Get on those knees son."
"What? No way..."
"Uh! Now boy, don't piss me off! You gotta learn not to step out on my baby 
like you did. On your knees, mouth ready. You are gonna taste your father in 
laws dick meat today boy."
Matt slowly got on his knees, realizing that almost anything was better than 
upsetting his father in law.
"Damn son, that is nice. Always wished I had a son to fuck around with. Now 
I do I guess huh?"
Matt looked up and nodded, fear and lust mixing in his eyes. From his new 
vantage point the old man;s bulge looked huge. He knew that Daddy Koch 
carried around some piece of equipment, judging on the bulges in his jeans, 
but from this angle and with his weapon hard and ready to go, Daddy's Koch's 
dick looked terrifying.
"You ready for this son?"
Matt nodded.
"Good, reach up and unzip me. I want you to take my dick in your mouth all 
by yourself. I ain't gonna force nothin on you. You gotta want this for your 
own sake."
Matt heard the words but knew the meaning. He had to show utter humility to 
the old man or risk loosing his marriage, or worse. He watched in slow 
motion as he reached up and pulled down the zipper. The man's crotch was 
actually hot, heat was pouring from it. The long snaked cock pulsed and 
Daddy Koch sighed as he felt the zipper go down. Matt was surprised to see 
that Daddy Koch was not wearing underwear. He knew then that this was all 
planned out by his horny father in law.
It was as if all he could see was dick meat. Nine inches of fat father cock 
was bursting to get out of the man's jeans and into Matt's mouth. Matt 
licked his lips as he reached out and felt the beast.
"Don't be shy boy, it likes to be touched. Ahhhh that's it, fuck! Yeah take 
it out, let it wave in the air a bit. See that drool boy? Yeah, I still got 
a leaker, all these years later. That mean's it's ready to shoot. Yeah boy, 
rub that tip across your lips. Show Daddy Koch how much a slut you are for 
it. Come up fucker, do it! Act like those sluts you fucked. This dick is 
your new master, got it? No more cunt for you, just hard daddy dick day in 
and day out. Fuuuuuccccckkk yeah those lips are soft. Lick it now punk, I 
said fuckin lick it. That's it. Lick it, lick it, oh yeah. Like the taste 
boy? Better get used to it. I figure you owe me big time and I aim to 
collect. Now pop it in your mouth. That's it, watch the teeth fucker. Ahhh 
yeah, put  a little suck on it buddy. Fuck yeah. This time next year I want 
my baby's belly to be full, I want you to fuck her every day until she gets 
popped. Then Mama and I are moving in to help with the kid. Mama will watch 
the kid while I watch you chow down on my dick. Mmmm yeah suck harder  boy. 
Oh man I am gonna enjoy this, my own son in law a dick slut. Fucking punk, 
next week you're coming with me to that poker game and suckin off all the 
guys there, even the ones who work with you. You gotta thank em for this 
whole mess. Fuck punk, suck harder, that's it. Shit boy, some of those guys 
ae assholes, you know it. Monday morning they'll be in their offices, behind 
their desks, with you on all fours, mouth ready to receive their dicks. 
Daddy Koch will make sure of it. Man you gotta a lot of dick suckin to do to 
pay off this debt. Shit boy, this getting you hard, you sure are suckin 
hard. Yeah, always knew you'd be a good dick slut. Those jock lips were made 
to suck man dick. Get ready boy, here it comes, here it comes!"
Daddy koch grabbed the back of Matt's head and held on tightly as he shot 
load after load into his son in laws mouth.
Afterwards he pulled his dick out and looked as his son in law, on his knees 
on the floor of his own garage, cum dripping from his mouth.
"Get up boy, you did good. I was just kiddin about the guys... unless you 
think that would get you off? Huh boy?  Really? Hot damn!"

Nasty Married Fuckers 2 "Horney Father-In-Law" Part II

Matt picked up the phone Friday night to hear the deep rich baritone of his 
father in law Daddy Koch.
"That you boy?"
"Hello Sir."
"Where's my angel?"
"She's upstairs sir, in bed."
"It's seven o'clock at night boy, she sick."
"No sir, she's, uh, well, you know."
"No I don't know dipwad, tell Daddy what's going on."
"She's, uh... waiting. For me."
"Good boy. You been fuckin her every day?"
"Yes sir. I, uh, I uh, think she likes it. You know."
"Of course she does son, you got a nice dick on ya boy, her cunt should be 
happy to wrap around that babymaker."
"Yes Sir."
"Well I won't keep you long stud, I want my baby fucked hard, got it?"
"Yes Sir!"
"Oh, and one other thing. She and her Mom's going out shopping tomorrow. I'm 
coming over to watch the game."
"Ok Sir."
"'cept naturally I'm gonna want to be entertained. So I decided that I'm 
gonna take your cherry tomorrow son."
"What do you mean sir?"
"I'm gonna fuck you boy, you dense?"
"No Sir."
"You want me to fuck you boy?"
"Yes Sir."
"Ask me fucker."
"I will Sir."
"No dipshit, ask me now. Beg me now."
"But she might hear."
"I don't care boy! Ask me now!"
"Yes Sir. Please sir, I want you to, uh, fuck me Sir."
"With what pussyboy?"
"Please fuck me with your dick sir." Matt was whispering it now.
"Ha! Don't you worry boy, I'll make you beg much louder tomorrow for sure. 
Now go fuck my daughter."

Matt hung up the phone and went up stairs. His wife was laying on the bed, 
her hand gently massaging her cunt.
"Who was that honey?"
"Your Dad, he's gonna watch the game while you go shoppin."
"Ok. Damn you're hard as fuck baby."
"Ungh, oh yeah doll, I need to fuck now."
"Sure honey, I-Jeesh! Ungh! Oh! Oh!, Fuck! No foreplay tonight dear?!"
"No! Time! Ungh!"
"Oh! Oh! Jesus Honey you're ! ungh! Fucking Me so hard! Oh god! Oh God! 
YESSSSS!!!!!!"

The next day found Matt pacing nervously in the rec room down in the 
basement. He could hear his wife upstairs  getting ready to go out with his 
mother in law. All morning long Matt thought about what Daddy Koch had told 
him, he was going to fuck Matt today! Ever since that night in the garage 
Matt knew this was coming, he just wasn;t sure he was ready for it. In the 
weeks since he had sucked Daddy Koch's cock several more times. It seemed to 
Matt that Daddy Koch got off more on the fact that his own son-in-law was 
sucking him off than the actual blow job. Daddy Koch would play mind games 
with Matt. Like last weekend when the four of them went to the mall. As they 
were piling in his father-in-law's mini-van Matt felt Daddy's Koch's strong 
hand on his thigh. He could feel the hot breath of his nasty father in law 
as the old man leaned in to Matt's ear.
"When we get to the mall son I'm gonna need draining. So you follow me."

Matt started to sweat, picturing the mall restroom's cold white tiles and 
all the guys that came and went, him down on his knees waiting for his 
father-in-law's cock.

Instead Daddy Koch told his wife and daughter he needed to get a new suit 
and said that he and Matt would be in the local department store's 
men's-wear section. Matt was confused, was this a stop before the restroom? 
Where else could he suck Daddy's dick? He soon found out.

All had gone normally at first, Daddy Koch had told the salesman his sizes 
and they had picked out a few suits. He told Matt to wait outside while he 
tried them on. But after  a minute he heard his father-in-law's voice.
"Matt! Come in here son and tell me what you think!" Matt went into the 
dressing area, Daddy Koch was standing there in a black suit, pants and 
jacket over a his white t shirt. Matt couldn't help but notice the big bulge 
in the pants.
"N-n-n-nice Sir. It looks nice."
"'It' son? What looks nice, hm?"
Matt blushed, the sales associate was right there.
"T-t-the suit. Sir."
Daddy Koch gave a look to the sales associate and winked and smiled. He 
turned back to Matt.
"Somethin about the suit bother you boy?"
"N-n-n-no sir. I , uh, it, uh."
"Excuse us a minute won't you? Gotta talk to my son-in-law here. We need 
some privacy."
Matt's eyes went wide with terror. What would the sales associate do? Yes, 
they were in the dressing area, but not in the private corrals, but out in 
the open in front of the triple paned mirror. Daddy Koch was standing up on 
a small rise, he looked powerful and important in the suit. Matt thought the 
sale associate was a little too quick to duck out, but he wasn't sure.
"Snap out of it boy. Come here and work my joint before that clerk comes 
back."
"What?! Are you nuts? Here?"
Daddy Koch's face grew dark.
"Boy, every second you sit there mouthin off is one more second you could 
get discovered as the cocksucker you are. Now get here and suck me off!"

Matt's mind was going a mile a minute but he was not sure what else to do. 
If he disobeyed now it would mean hell later. He came over and sank to his 
knees.
"Ahh, that's better boy. Hurry the fuck up, I got  a big load."
Matt went right to work on the fat older man's dick, sucking the head and 
playing with his balls, all desperately done in an attempt to bring his 
father in law off as soon as possible. As the minutes went by Matt began to 
sweat heavily and worry more about being caught.

Daddy Koch could tell the kid was beginning to panic. It made him so hot he 
almost shot off, but he had control.
"Fuck son, what's the matter, getting worried about that guy comin back? 
Think that suckin harder's gonna draw out your daddy's cum? Stupid fuck, if 
you had been worhsipin your daddy's cock from day one you might have learned 
how to milk a stud proper like. Now, I think my balls are getting closer. Ah 
yeah, that's the stuff, lick that shaft, oh yeah. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh 
fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkk!"
Daddy Koch shot a huge load of father-in-law spunk down Matt's throat. Matt 
pulled off as the last squirt came out and began to get up, eager to get 
back to looking normal. Not to be.
"Ah,ah,ah son! Lick that baby clean `fore I soil this here suit I ain't even 
bought yet." Reluctantly Matt sank back down and began licking the softening 
cock. Suddenly he heard a throat clear.
Matt's head whipped around to see a portly mall security guard standing 
there.

"What the hell is going on here?" He asked, more of a lisp that a growl.
"Ahhh, officer. I apologize, my boy here is such a goddamn cock hound and he 
was beggin me so much for my cock, well, before I even knew what was going 
on he was done there suckin away. You know how it is with these damn cock 
suckers."
"That's not true, you made-"
"Shut up boy! I am talking to the officer!"
"That's enough! You, get dressed. I `ll take this boy out back and deal with 
him, I know how bad they can get!"

And that was the mall. The security guard, who smelled like garlic and had a 
fat gut took Matt to  aback room in the mall where he proceeded to feed the 
humiliated son-in-law his own dick for the next half hour. When he was done 
the security guard snapped a Polaroid and put it up on the bulletin board in 
the security locker room. He wrote in big black letter underneath "Cock 
sucker."
"Now when you come back boy the guards can just reel ya in without any 
trouble if they want a hot mouth. Now get the fuck out!"

Matt's dick was huge now, hard as nails as he thought about that mall visit. 
He could hear his wife coming down the stairs.
"Honey, I'm almost ready to go. How do I look?"
His wife was in a baby tee and a short school girl skirt.
"I guess I look okay, jesus you're hard as hell Matt."
"Y-y-y-ou're wearin that to the mall?"
"Yes dear." She cooed as she stroked his cock through his work out shorts. 
"I need to be able to get in and out of my clothes fast in those dressing 
rooms.... Hmm baby, I don't think your johnson is gonna get soft. What would 
Daddy say about that if he saw it?"
"Unnnngghhh"
"God Matt you have been so horny lately. Me too baby, me too. I want you to 
fuck me now baby, fuck me!"
Just then the doorbell rang.
"Shit! My folks. Well, when I get back Matt I want to fuck you real hard 
ok?"
"Hell yeah honey."

Matt watched as Cindy ran up the stairs to answer the door. He could have 
sworn he did not see any panties beneath that skirt. But before he could 
think more he heard the booming voice of his father-in-law. He felt his dick 
jumped, getting harder if that were possible.
A minute later he heard the loud footsteps of his new Daddy amble down the 
stairs. Daddy Koch looked like a million bucks, a tight white t shirt across 
his massive hairy chest and tight faded blue jeans with a huge bulge down 
the right side of the crotch. Matt wondered for a second what Cindy thought 
when she had seen it.

"Hell boy! How ya doin?" Daddy Koch smiled as he came closer. His voice got 
lower.
"Hmmm son, you ...look...good...enough...to..fuck! Ready for some serious ass 
reaming punk?"
"Yes Sir."
"Your wife won't be back for a while, so there's no hurry....cept jesus! Look 
at yer shorts boy? Looks like you got a flashlight stuck down em? You hot 
for my dick son?"
"Yes sir!"
"Fuck yeah, well, alright, no time like the present to make you into a 
pussy, huh?"
"I'm not sure I'm ready for this Sir. Can I just..."
"Can you just clam it punk? Just do that ok? I need to fuck hard and you're 
the pussy that's gonna take it. Now shuck those shorts and let me get  a 
look at that body. Hell yeah that's fine. You been fucking my daughter boy?"
"Yes sir, every day."
"She like it?"
"Not always sir, sometimes she's too tired."
"Fuck her anyway?"
"Yes sir."
"Good boy. I think she's comin around. She looked mighty fuckable just now 
huh?"
"Uh, yes sir?"
"You try and climb on board that before I came over?"
"Uh, yes sir. We were, uh, you know, about to."
"Sorry to hear that son, really, but I `m here now and I'm the one who needs 
to fuck so give up that male pussy of yours. On your knees boy, fish out the 
cock that made your wife anf get it all wet while's I learn ya about the 
male pussy. Ahhhh, yeah, that's it, take it slow and deep, don't worry about 
me goin off, I got control boy, unlike your sorry ass.
Now as I sees it there are two ways to fuck a man. Each ways has it's own 
way of making the fuckee into a pussy. Hear me out son. No I could take you 
from behind, fuck you like  a dog. When I do that I don't even see your 
face, makes a man feel mighty small when all he is is a tight hole for 
another man's dick. Besides, to get it in right you have to bend over, bow 
down to the mighty man that's a fuckin you.
Now the other way is better, in my opinion. I mean it makes the pussy even 
more self aware of his own humiliation. Flat on your back, taken like a 
slutty cunt, legs up in the air, your private hole on display. Not only that 
but the man doin the plowin is standing right over you, looking down at your 
sorry tricked out ass.
So that's how I gonna fuck ya junior, cunt style. Now get up off a that fuck 
stick and take a seat on the couch. Scoot back, that's it, let me grab yer 
legs and flip ya up. Ohhhh yeah, there you are, already on your back with 
your virgin manhole waiting to be taken. What? No I ain't gonna use lube, 
what the fuck you just spend tem minutes for on my dick punk? Plus seein you 
all laid out like a $5 whore makes me leaky boy, let me just grab my dick 
and rub the head over your hole.... Like that huh? I can tell by the way you 
shudder so much. It's ok boy, I'm waking up the inner slut in you. All guys 
have it, just some are better at makin sure no one finds it. You, fuck boy, 
you practically took a ad out in the Sunday paper tellin me how much you 
wanted to be used like a freshman co-ed. Feel that boy? That's me knockin, 
now try and releax while I aim to get inside. Ugnh! Ungh! Ungh!, 
Jeeeeeeezzzeeee, tight little married bitch!!!!! Ahhhhhh, yeah, stop tearin 
up punk, that's just your manhood being ripped away. Yes it hurts! Stupid 
twat, I ain't even got the whole head in. Fuck yeah you want it out now boy, 
but I know in about five minutes you'll be beggin for more. Trust me.
Now I'm gonna try for the whole thing, sinking it in slowly....ungh...SMACK! 
Stop fightin it boy, relax, SMACK! See, when I smacks ya it slips in more 
huh? I thought so, watch this boy. SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK! SMACK! Oh yeah, 
a few more and I am gonna reach bottom punk. SMACK!SMACKSMACK! Yeahhhhhhh. 
Feel that boy, you got a whole man up inside ya, a real man who has just 
taken away every shred of dignity. And now, I'm gonna fuck you, hard, fast, 
long and until you beg me to do it harder."
And Daddy Koch did, real good too. Matt was a blubbering fucked out mess an 
hour later as Daddy Koch's monster daddy cock erupted, sending rich man 
cream up inside Matt's guts. Just a fucked out mess, but also now hornier 
than fuck. And ready for round two...

Nasty Married Fuckers 2 "Horney Father-In-Law" Part III

Round two- Matt and Daddy Koch were out back enjoying the pool. Well, 
perhaps Matt was, but what Daddy Koch was really enjoying was his 
son-in-law's hot ass. He had Matt pinned against the pool wall in the deep 
end, his arms grabbing the lip of the pool as his rock hard daddy dick 
drilled Matt's hot hole for the second time that day. His muscle bound 
son-in-law was flat up against the side of the pool, his own dick rubbing 
the rough surface of the pool as his father-in-law mercilessly drove his 
boner home. Matt's teeth were gritted as he endured the onslaught.
"God damn Daddy Koch, go easy on me. I'm still sore from this morning."
"Fuck son, this is easy. Don't make me fuck you hard!"
"Ungh, shit. You close Sir? Cindy `ll be home any minute I know. She said by 
five."
"Fuckin bastard don't rush me! It's your damn fault, if you hadn't a milked 
me so hard before lunch. Fuck slut you took to fuckin like a duck to water. 
I ain't got a piece of ass that fine in a long time. So this time I'm gonna 
enjoy it. Fuck you're a tight bitch."
"Shit Sir you're long dickin me so hard. Gonna make me cum."
Matt felt a hand grab his balls.
"Don't you dare boy or so help me god! You concentrate real hard about not 
cumming while I plug your stupid ass. Got that?!"
"Yes Sir." Matt tried very hard but the intense feeling of Daddy Koch's huge 
joint rubbing his prostrate was driving him wild with fuck lust. He let he 
head go slack, resting the back on Daddy's Kochs wide shoulder. Matt's mouth 
dropped open and a moan escaped.
"Hehehehe, yeah that's it fuck wad, show me how big  a slut for Daddy dick 
you are. Shit son you sure did queer quick. A real man would a put up a 
fight."
It was a lie of course and daddy Koch knew it. Plenty of guys had fagged out 
while riding his dick. He had a choice weapon and knew how to use it. He 
knew how to hit their sweet spot over and over, and over, until they lost 
their mind, and their straight veneer.
"I'm close now boy, real close."
Matt's head jerked up.
"Fuck Dad, that's Cindy's car." He struggled to get away but Daddy Koch's 
massive arms held him tight.
"Uh-uh boy. I got a load and you're gonna take it. The more you struggle the 
longer it'll take."
"Pleas sir, come on. She'll be out here any second."
"Then milk my dick boy. Come on!!"
Suddenly Matt felt Daddy Koch tense. Finally! He thought, but then he heard 
the screen door open. He could feel Daddy Koch's dick shooting jet after jet 
of cum into him even as Cindy came out of the house. His mind froze as he 
felt his father-in-law hump him three times hard and fast.
Then-
He felt his whole body being pushed under water at the same time he felt the 
massive cock in his ass rip itself out. He screamed underwater and then 
fought his way back up. As he came up Daddy Koch was already half way across 
the pool. Cindy was standing at the other end with a cross look on her face.
"Matt! Dad! Stop foolin around in the pool!"
Matt's heart skipped and his face went beat red.
"What have I told you too, all that rough-housing will end up getting 
someone hurt!"
Matt breathed out, suddenly aware he was holding his breath. "Uh, yes dear. 
We'll be right in!"

A few minutes later, after Cindy had gone back inside Matt grabbed his suit 
from the side of the pool and slipped it on.  The Speedo did little to hide 
his half-hard dick. He was now bubbling over with cum, having been denied 
for a second time that day the chance to unload. Daddy Koch walked over, 
already dressed.
"Fuck son, looks like you need to drain yer balls more. Now that ain't my 
job but I bet I know who might want a load of that cream."
Matt blushed.
"Ain't you cute boy. Now go up and fuck my Cindy hard. Me and the missus is 
comin over tonight for dinner. And afterwards you and me are gonna smoke a 
cigar. Leastwise I am anyway, I got a mind to let you smoke somethin else 
too."

Matt headed up to the bedroom where Cindy had several bags strewn across the 
room. She was in the process of changing, taking off her shoes. She was 
still in a baby tee but Matt noticed that now she seemed to be braless. 
Matt's dick was too ready to go to pass up this opportunity. He crossed the 
room and gave her a firm embrace, kissing her. His wife pushed back.
"Gosh someone missed me!" Her hand slid down to his speedos. "Someone big 
and hard. Mmmm Matt, I have a surprise for you. I tried on so many things I 
got tired of getting in and out of my underwear, so..."
"Really Cindy? No fuck?"
"Oh I hope so big boy. Feel for yourself."
"I'll take your word for it." Matt reached down and shoved his suit down.
"Take it easy honey, we have all...ohhhh! Night! Ungh! Oh God Yes, shove it in 
me HARD!"

Several hours later the Matt was busy showering while Cindy was downstairs 
fixing dinner. His thoughts turned to Daddy Koch and his massive dick. Matt 
felt his own cock rise as he remembered the hard fucks he got today. As he 
turned off the shower his thoughts were interrupted by his wife calling up.
"Mom and Dad are here honey!"
"Ok, I'll be right down."

He heard the doorbell ring as he padded into their bedroom to dry off and 
dress. He looked in the mirror for a moment to check out his body. He liked 
what he saw, still in shape, muscles bulging nicely without being too big. A 
hard, defined body attached to a once again hard dick. No wonder he got some 
much snatch at work. His hand absent mindedly stroked his dick.
"Ahem, watch is son, you'll go blind."

Matt whipped around to see Daddy Koch standing in the doorway. He tried to 
cover himself up with a towel but Daddy Koch just walked over and took the 
towel from him.

"I told my baby girl I would see what was keepin you. I can see pretty 
clearly now, hehe."
Matt stood there as the older man gave his body a thorough going over. Matt 
gasped as he felt Daddy Koch's hand go around the base of his prick.
"Whatsamatter boy? Ain't you dumping loads into my baby like I told ya?"
"Yes sir. Twice this afternoon."
"Then why ya hard boy?"
"I...I...dunno sir. I just get, ya know, horny."
"All the time I bet, huh? Shit son I would have thought that slippin your 
dick in my daughter's pussy would have drained those balls."
"I guess not Sir."
"Don't you smirk at me faggot. I ain't gonna do it. I'm here for one reason, 
to top off the loads I dumped before. Now get down on those knees and get 
your smrat-ass mouth on my dick. Ahhh yeah, that's the stuff. Like that 
taste? Good, `cause that's all you get right now. Get up! Get your ass into 
some clothes. I got plans for later boy."

Dinner went off alright, except for the fact that Matt had a hardon the 
entire time. He couldn't tell if it was from seeing his wife in a low cut 
peasant dress or seeing his father-in-law giving him a hard "fuck you" stare 
the entire time. By the time he cleared the dishes he was almost shaking in 
lust.

"Matt, honey, let me help you...Jesus Matt what has gotten into you?"
"What?"
"Look at yourself, your dick is hard as a rock, it looks obscene in those 
jeans, and that wet spot is growing. Damn honey, I thought I wore you out 
this afternoon."
"Uh, me too honey. I guess not."
"Want me to send Mom and Dad home, I think I can help your problem..." Cindy's 
hand rested on his bulge, her fingers gently tracing his long hard dick.
"Uh, no! I mean, unh, oh god honey stop, I might jiz right now...I mean, your 
parents came over to...ungh, seriously, stop it... to see us and..."
"Fuck me now lover, lift up my dress. I want to get fucked now..." Cindy 
whispered in his ear.
"Oh God honey, please, I..."
"Ahem." Cindy jumped back and smoothed her dress. Daddy Koch was in the 
doorway. "Your mother and I were wondering what was for dessert."
"Oh, Hi Dad, I , we, were..."
"It's ok baby. Just put on some coffee. Matt, son, come here, I need to ask 
you about something..."

Cindy gave Matt a puzzle look, he just shrugged and followed Daddy Koch out. 
Daddy Koch went down into the basement and into a storage room next to the 
furnace. He closed the door behind him.

"Fuck son you are hot tonight. Your horny ass is driving me wild. I was 
gonna wait for later but I got too much Daddy sperm saved up now. Get down 
there and take a load."
"But Sir, We need to be back up-"
"Now boy, hurry up! Remember what happened with the security guard when you 
didn't do as Daddy said right away. It will be much worse if Cindy finds you 
on your knees smoking her Daddy's dick!"
Daddy Koch rested his hands on the back of Matt's head, not-so-gently 
fucking his son-in-law's mouth.
"Look at yourself you filthy slut, down on your knees in your own home 
sucking on another man's dick. A man that owns you, yeah boy, owns you lock 
stock and dick. What kind of man are you boy? So fuckin horny you were about 
to fuck my daughter while her parents were there but now you're on your 
knees suckin away like some 2$ crack whore. What would Cindy think right now 
huh? Would she get wet seein her old man's hard dick thrustin in and out of 
her hubby's mouth? I bet she would. Fuck boy don't give me that look, not on 
yer knees with my cock in your mouth.  Ahhhh fuck boy, Daddy's got another 
load for you. Hot man juice. Hot cream for desert huh fucker? Gonna keep you 
on edge all night boy. You gotta promise me you'll hit on my daughter's hot 
bod as often as you can. Make her hot for ya and make me hot for ya mouth. 
Get ready to take it cunt, get...ready...to...take it! Ungh! Ohhhhh yeahhhhh, hot 
bitch."

Daddy Koch plopped his dick out of Matt's mouth and jammed his wet hard dick 
back into his jeans. He had blown a load but his dick was taking its time 
going down. The outline in his jeans was clear.
"Clean up boy, gotta go."

Cindy's parent stayed long into the night, drinking coffee and talking. Matt 
swore his dick was hard most of the night. Several times he followed Cindy 
into the Kitchen and tried to get a quickie in, each time Cindy pushed him 
away.
"Jesus Matt, you're like a fucking animal. Can'tcha wait bit until my folks 
go home?"
"I don't think so Cindy honey, I've been rock hard all night long."
Cindy ran her finger down Matt's shirt, past his belt and onto the lump in 
his jeans. "Don't I know it baby. I think Mamma's getting jealous."
"Shit Baby, you gotta tease like that? Just let me get up your sweetness for 
30 seconds..."
"I'm gonna need more than that stud." She smiled and walked out, leaving 
Matt to try and arrange his hard dick so it didn't show too much.

When he got back to the living room Daddy Koch was standing up.
"Son, I wanna smoke. Let's go out to the garage and talk." Matt knew Cindy 
hated her Dad's cigar smoke in the house.

The two of them went out the back of the kitchen to the garage. Daddy Koch 
closed the door.
"Jesus son, you are out of control. I love it. Looks like that dick of yours 
is gonna bust any minute now. Cindy hot for it?"
"Y-y-y-es Sir, she's ready for a big, uh, you know."
Daddy Koch had backed Matt up against the work bench, he leaned in close.
"A big what son? Load of cum?" His hand rested on Matt's bulging cock. "Well 
I hope she gets it, would be a pity if you accidentally went off before you 
got to her, hmm?"
His hand began to gently rub Matt's dick head.
"P-p-please sir, d-d-d-d-on't I'm sooo close."
"I know boy" Daddy Koch answered with an evil grin. "I know. But I ain't 
gonna jerk ya. Don't worry. But I am gonna fuck with ya mind. Oh, and yer 
ass. Shuck those jeans boy."
"Sir please."
"Please what cunt? Shut that face and shuck them jeans, you afraid."
"God yes sir."
"Good, you should be. Now turn around and face the workbench. I want to see 
that hot ass of yers. Oh yeah man." SMACK! Matt winced.
"God son you got an ass made to be fucked. Ever think about asking Cindy to 
strap on a cock and fuck it?"
"No way sir."
"Don't be so quick to dismiss boy. I know a couple of her girlfriends and 
they are kinky sluts. Who knows, they might put ideas in your wife's pretty 
little head." Daddy Koch's finger was now resting on Matt's rosebud, gently 
rubbing it. Matt moaned.
"Shit son I would dearly love to plow that ass right now, but that wouldn't 
be very sporting of me would it? I know how much you get off on my Daddy 
cock rubbing yer sweet spot. I bet one solid fuck from me would milk at 
least three loads from those balls. Hm boy?" Daddy Koch's hand was now 
tightly squeezing Matt's nutsac.
"Ungh. I don't know Sir. Uh, uh, um."
"What son, spit it out dammit."
"It's just that, oh god, uhngh, I need to be ready for, unnnnggghhh, Cindy. 
Sir."
"Ain'tcha got control boy?"
"Yes sir!"
"I doubt that, but let's see. Hmmmm, what to do? Tell ya what dickwad. Grab 
that wrench up there, no not that one, the big long one. Yeah. Okay fucker, 
here's the deal. I'll slide this tool up your ass, from there you gotta hold 
yer load in for five minutes while I work your magic button in that ass of 
yours."
"There's no way-"
"Yes or no son? No and I milk that useless pud right now, yes and you last, 
I'll go grab the missus and we get out right now."
"And if I blow sir?"
"We still leave, even faster, so you can explain to Cindy how you lost 
control of your sperm boy!"
"Five minutes?"
"Yeah boy, think you got control?"
"I'll do my best sir."
"Well then, looks like yer fucked!"
Daddy Koch let the wrench touch Matt's rosebud. He went around and grabbed a 
load of precum off of Matt's leaky pipe and smeared it on the wrench. He 
slowly worked the cold steel up Matt's ass. Matt gasped.
"It starts now sir?"
"No fucker, shit, I gotta get it all the way in `fore we start watching the 
clock."
"But Sir...ungh, I , ohh goooooooooddd."
"Shut up punk, unless you want me to start over."
"N-n-n-n-no Sir."
After several minutes Daddy Koch leaned over and whispered to the now 
sweating young stud. "Okay fucker, five minutes. Watch the clock and try to 
maintain control."
It was the longest five minutes of Matt's young life. He tried every trick 
in the book to keep from coming as Daddy Koch carefully worked the wrench in 
and out of his ass, being extra careful to rub Matt's prostrate again and 
again. Matt's body shook, he felt the sweat rolling down his face, down his 
sides from his armpits.
"Please sir, ohhhhhh goooooooddddd, you're gonna make me..."
"Make you what boy?"
"ohhhhh, ohhhh, hmmmmmm, make me ,cum Sir.I d-d-d-d-don't understand, oh god 
ungh! Sir, I thought you wanted me, ungh, ohhhh, to .... Ohhh, fuck your 
daughter. Oh God sir please stop...."
"I do want you to fuck her punk, if you had some self control then this 
little side trip wouldn't be such a big deal. But I can see you got no 
control boy, no! con! Trol!. So you gonna take this wrench up yer hole like 
a man `til you learn some! Con! Trol!"
"Oh God Sir, you gotta, hey, uh, oh, Sir, it's, unh, been five Sir."
"No it hasn't punk."
"Yes Sir, we started on the Ouhngh!"
"Callin me a liar son?"
"No, UNGH!, sir, UNGH!"
Daddy Koch knew it had been five minutes, but he was enjoying this too much. 
He had to give the boy credit, despite all his whining he was holding his 
own. He was just about to pull out when he felt it. He felt that tell tale 
spasm.
"Oh god Sir!" came the wale, "It's too lattttttteeeeeeee."
SPACK! SPACK! SPACK! SPACK! SPACK! SPACK! SPACK! Seven loads of hot married 
stud cream flew out of Matt's rock hard dick and hit the wall underneath the 
work bench as Daddy Koch worked the wrench in harder and faster.
A moment later the wrench was lying on the work bench and Daddy Koch was 
puffing away at his cigar as Matt came around.
"Fuck Daddy Koch, look what you did!"
Daddy Koch's hand lept up and grabbed his son-in-law by the neck.
"Listen punk! Don't ever use that tone of voice. You made yer own mess cause 
you got no control."
"B-b-b-but sir, what do I tell Cindy."
"How the fuck should I know? Tell her that her Daddy fucked it out of ya 
with a monkey wrench." Daddy Koch laughed at his own joke.

Several minutes later Matt and Cindy were saying goodbye to her parents. 
Rather than give Matt anytime at all to recover Daddy Koch abruptly 
announced he was ready to go. And so, not ten minutes after draining his 
balls, Matt was standing the foyer with his wife, the parent's in law gone.

"So big boy, I can't wait to ride that weapon of yours. Let's fuck on the 
stairs. Let me undo those stupid jeans and... what the hell? Why aren't you 
hard honey?"
Matt's face turned purple. He had to think fast.
"Well, I uh, there was an accident?"
"An accident?"
"I was taking a pee and I got hard, again, and it felt nice, so, I uh, was, 
you know, uh playin with it  a little and, uh, well, you know."
"I thought you had more control Matt?"
"I uh, guess not dear."
"Well then, I guess I'll have to administer directly to the problem." Cindy 
slid down and popped her husband's cock in her mouth. Matt breath a sigh of 
relief and then a sigh of contentment.








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