Father-son conflict

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It was a rainy night, the rain pattering softly under a dark sky.

A dim light shone from a second-floor window of a two-story building on East Street in the small town.
If someone were to listen closely near the window, they could hear creaking and groaning sounds coming from inside.
Only a bedside lamp shone brightly, but the furnishings were clearly visible. It was clearly a middle school student's bedroom; the walls were covered with pictures of sports that boys liked, and a few clothes were piled haphazardly on the chair. Below the window was a small desk, with a writing table to the left, and behind it a single bed. Half of the headboard was obscured by the writing table, only the half near the foot of the bed was visible. The bed curtains hung low, swaying gently.
"Oh, no...don't do this, don't..." Looking towards the sound, four legs stretched out from the edge of the bed. The two on top were thick and hairy, while the two below were smooth and delicate. The hairy one struggled weakly, while the other roughly pressed down, the four legs rubbing back and forth.
Through the bed curtains, one could see the buttocks of the one on top, rising and falling rhythmically.
After a while, the one on top jerked a few times, then pressed himself down firmly, saying, "Don't move, good boy... Daddy's shooting inside..."
The one below stopped moving, but his toes were pointed, trembling slightly, causing ripples to spread across the entire bed curtains. Soon, he slumped limply against the edge of the bed.
At this moment, the bed curtains opened, revealing that the burly, hairy one was a middle-aged man in his forties, while the smooth, delicate one was a boy of fifteen or sixteen, with delicate features and tear-streaked face. Both were completely naked.
At this moment, the middle-aged man on the bed still held the boy tightly, his hairy thighs rubbing slowly between the boy's legs. One hand was around the boy's neck, while the other hand was fondling the boy's flat chest. The boy could only sob silently, his legs instinctively clamping together, then awkwardly releasing, his hands weakly pushing against the middle-aged man.
"Silly boy, it's not the first time, what are you sad and ashamed of... It's only nine o'clock, we still have a long night ahead..." Saying this, the middle-aged man kissed the boy's mouth.
The boy turned his face to the side, but his father turned it back, and the boy's mouth was filled with his father's tongue. Saliva swirled back and forth in their joined mouths, and the more the son struggled, the more it pleased the beastly father. In the end, the boy lay motionless like a dead man, letting his father play with his tongue, making loud noises.
Seeing his son give in, the father reached between his son Yao Tao's thighs, who had just entered his second year of high school.
Although his father had already sexually assaulted him several times, Yao Tao instinctively tried to squeeze his legs together, but his father's thighs were already pressing against his crotch. Helpless, he could only twist his hips to dodge, but he was no match for the hairy hands that filled the boy's penis.
Yao Tao felt a gust of wind in his lower body, and then something thick and hard was inserted into his anus, first a finger, then another finger, and then another finger. Three fingers went in and out of that tender place, kneading and pressing—his shame had long been completely exposed. The semen that had just been ejaculated inside stirred and smeared it, making his red anus yellow and pale.
At this moment, based on his rich sexual experience, Yao Dawang knew that his son was aroused. That youthful, fair, and alluring body began to flush red, trembling slightly. A moan, almost escaping his throat, was suppressed in his mouth.
Under his father's premeditated teasing, the tingling sensation in Yao Tao's lower body quickly spread throughout his entire body. An empty desire hypnotized his mind, an intense need for something thick and large to fill it. That desire was gradually eroding Yao Tao's sanity. Slowly, lustful fluid flowed from his red
penis .
Seeing the love fluid flowing from his son's pink penis, the father's lust exploded. His seven-inch-long, thick penis
, veins bulging, clear lustful fluid already flowing from its glans, throbbed as it searched for a moist opening.
Deciding to go all the way, the father knelt, propping himself up, and thrust forward, his foul-smelling penis close to his son's mouth. "Open your mouth... good boy..."
Yao Tao, limp and breathless, cheeks flushed, eyes glazed, obediently opened his bright red lips. The father rubbed
the head of his penis back and forth against his son's lips, thick pre-ejaculate coating Yao Tao's mouth.
Seeing his son's mouth opening and closing with its stringy fluid, Yao Dawang shoved his penis into his son's mouth, causing Yao Tao to cough several times. Before he could think, his father's penis filled his mouth.
Yao Dawang watched his penis slowly enter his son's cherry lips, feeling the awkwardness of the tongue inside with nowhere to retreat, and felt a surge of pleasure. He grabbed his son's head and began to thrust violently. He gripped his son Yao Tao's head tightly, forcefully thrusting his hips, forcing him to move against his own.
Suddenly, his body trembled involuntarily, and he felt his scrotum contract violently, the accumulated semen inside beginning to boil. He thrust his hips forcefully into his son's mouth, his penis touching the area under his son's tongue, where there was a small indentation. Yao Dawang, not giving an inch, relentlessly shoved his penis into his son's mouth. Yao Tao could only whimper and moan.
The entire bed shook again, creaking and groaning. Yao Tao slapped his father's buttocks with both hands, twisting his body back and forth, but Yao Dawang only intensified his piston-like movements. With his mouth stuffed full, Yao Tao could only groan and moan, hoping his father would ejaculate quickly.
"I'm going to cum!...Oh...I'm cumming...it's coming..." Yao Dawang thrust his hips a few more times, then, with only his testicles exposed, he ejaculated, his entire penis shoved into his son's throat. All sound fell silent except for the patter of rain outside the window...
The father and son remained on the bed. Yao Dawang didn't pull his penis out of his son's mouth. Instead, he continued to slowly thrust in and out, still with the semen in his son's mouth. Thick liquid seeped from Yao Tao's lips with each thrust; he was completely lost in ecstasy. Semen dripped from his mouth to his ears, onto the pillow, and into his hair.
Yao Dawang licked his dry lips, turned his son over, face down, buttocks up. Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, Yao Dawang put his penis back into his son's mouth, leaning forward to knead Yao Tao's glistening buttocks. Looking closely, it was truly a round, firm bottom, peeking out from under the shirt, adding to its allure. And those fair, tender thighs, delicate calves, pink toes…
Yao Dawang wished he had more hands. He held his son's head with one hand to prevent him from slipping, while the other stroked his son's round, firm bottom, wiping away the sweat. Plump and soft, boneless, it was a touch he could never tire of. Yao Dawang's hand naturally slid between his son's buttocks, finding a hairy patch of flesh with a wet, fleshy slit in the middle—his son's anus, mysteriously hidden between his legs for seventeen years, finally obtained, completely possessed!
The rain continued to fall quietly, as if even the heavens were covering the shame of this incestuous father and son tonight.

"Do you remember when you were little, Dad used to kiss your anus?"
"I…I remember," Yao Tao said shyly in a low voice.
The scene from his childhood seemed to be right before his eyes. From the age of seven or eight to twelve, his father would often take off his pants when no one else was around, looking at and touching his penis while repeatedly kissing his anus. He felt nothing more than pleasure; in his mind, it was just a friendly little game between father and son. He never imagined that this game would now seem so obscene and arousing. Thinking about it now, his lower abdomen and penis visibly trembled.
Yao Dawang watched with satisfaction. His son's lewd nature always surfaced whenever this topic was brought up. He felt his son become more proactive. It turned out the penis in his son's mouth had been removed, and a soft, small tongue was repeatedly licking his genitals, while a hand gently caressed his perineum and scrotum, occasionally stroking his penis up and down. His son's oral and masturbation skills were so good; his month-long instruction hadn't been in vain. His penis hardened again thanks to his son's efforts. He brought his mouth to the fleshy opening beneath his son's fine anal hair. "Oh..." Yao Tao let out a sigh from deep in his throat.

Yao Dawang kissed his son's lower body forcefully, and Yao Tao thrust his hips in response. "From now on, no one but Dad is allowed to kiss your backdoor."
"Mmm," Yao Tao made a sound like a mosquito's buzz through his nose.
Yao Dawang wasn't satisfied with Yao's weak voice and pressed his tongue harder.
"Ah... Dad, be gentle... I can't take it..."
"Not even your future wife, remember that?"
"I remember." Yao Tao's eyes were filled with tears of humiliation, but the physical pleasure and desire still made him obey his father.
"Remember what?"
"My... anus... only Dad can kiss it, no one else can!"
Yao Dawang said to his son.
"Want your asshole?" "Yes.
" "
Want what?"
"I want your big cock to fuck my asshole, Yao Tao wants Dad's cock, son wants to fuck Dad..."
Yao Tao's lust was completely aroused by extreme humiliation. He cried out in a flattering voice, saying such dirty and vulgar words, and hugging his father naked from the waist down. He was so excited that his whole body trembled.
This time, Yao Dawang rode on his son's buttocks, and his penis, which had been hardened by Yao Tao, was inserted into his son's tight and slippery anus.
His face couldn't conceal his unbridled lust and desire. He brazenly embraced his son, his hips slamming against his son's round, white buttocks, the room filled with loud thuds of flesh against flesh.
"Slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed. "
Tsk tsk tsk," the rhythmic rubbing of his penis against the boy's anus filled the room.
The father was panting. The son was panting too. The sounds grew louder. The pace quickened.
Yao Dawang flipped his son over, laying him flat on the bed, legs spread wide, then quickly knelt down, kissing his son's pretty little mouth. Yao Tao also closed his eyes slightly, his tongue entwining with his father's, his arms tightly wrapped around his father's neck.
Yao Dawang made his son's red nipples rub and squeeze against his chest...
His large penis rubbed against his son's wet, tender anus a few times, then thrust in, pumping his penis with all his might.
Yao Tao felt his father's familiar, hot penis enter his mysterious, boyish private parts. He immediately let out a joyful moan, wrapping his legs around his father's thighs, his lower body thrusting in rhythm with his father's movements. He was using his own body, his uniquely boyish private parts, to satisfy his father and enjoy the sexual pleasure his father was giving him.
With a moan, his father's semen powerfully gushed into Yao Tao's anus, pouring deep into his flower core. With another moan, the son's flower core seemed to boil, its opening slightly, countless drops of nectar pouring down, drenching his father's smooth penis and filling his own little honey pot.
"Oh, pregnant with Daddy's child, my good son, pregnant with..."
"Ah...no, I don't want to..."
"Oh! Oh! I was just kidding, you silly boy! A boy...a boy...oh!...how could...you be pregnant?"

The large penis inserted deep into his son's anus was constantly expanding and swelling, and with each expansion, a stream of hot liquid would be injected into his son's anus. Once, once, and again... The penis was throbbing, and his buttocks were trembling. The air was filled with the special smell of semen.
Yao Dawang held his son's buttocks tightly, and the penis could not be opened. The penis was deeply embedded in his son's body, bathed in the warm, honeyed liquid that poured down like a flood from his son, and the glans penis spurted out a powerful stream of semen. The thick semen mixed with his son's diluted vaginal fluid.
Yao Tao's tight, honeyed little anus was filled with incestuous fluids.
This was the third ejaculation of the night. This time, Yao Dawang clung to his son like a tentacle, his still-erect penis inserted into his son's anus. The father's pubic hair and the son's anal hair intertwined, rubbing together and making a rustling sound.
Yao Tao, in a submissive manner, wiggled his buttocks, letting his father's penis churn inside his rectum. He enjoyed the prickly pubic hair against his anus, feeling the warm semen from his father, which had ejaculated there again...
Two weeks ago, he had been raped by his father. Since then, his father would rape him every one or two days. Now he was in his "fertile period," and tonight his father had ejaculated several times inside him, so much so...
White semen dripped from the corner of his mouth. Yao Tao wasn't afraid of his father's anal penetration; in fact, he quite enjoyed it, enjoying the indescribable, ecstatic pleasure his father gave him.
The boy's tiny nipples, pressed against his burly father's hairy, strong chest, turned even redder... The two naked lower bodies were intertwined, the father's still-erect penis deeply inserted into his son's little buttocks...

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