A happy family (father, son, and daughter-in-law)

It was a summer when I was eighteen.

My mother had passed away early, and my father had practically raised me. I was used to him bathing me, and I often bathed with him. But that summer, that night, when we went into the bathroom to shower together, I noticed something was off about my father. His face had a youthful flush. He didn't say anything, repeatedly scrubbing his strong body, but he kept intentionally or unintentionally rubbing his large penis against my buttocks, giving me an inexplicable itchiness and a strange feeling… I looked at my father, my face full of confusion. I glanced at him and saw that his penis was already hard, straight, erect, dark, and glistening. Suddenly, a surge of heat rushed through my body, and my penis began to swell and become erect without my noticing. My face flushed, and I quickly turned away so my father wouldn't see… My father didn't say anything. He turned my shoulders, staring straight at me, and then gently stroked my penis with his large hand. A strange sense of pleasure washed over me, leaving my mind blank. I closed my eyes.

My father slowly and gently stroked back and forth, and I unconsciously began to breathe heavily in pleasure. I secretly glanced at my father and saw his extremely blissful expression. I was stunned. I hadn't expected that I could bring my father such pleasure; I had always thought that this pleasure was something only I could experience. I grew a little bolder, opened my eyes, and even gave my father a shy smile. Then, I saw my father's expression soften. He still didn't say anything, but he squatted down and swallowed my penis whole with his bearded mouth.

Ah! I screamed and squeezed my eyes shut… My blood rushed to my groin, my heart pounded in my chest. I was excited yet shy; I wanted to scream but dared not, so I held it in, gripping the showerhead tightly with my right hand and pressing my left hand to my chest, as if my heart would leap out of my chest if I didn't… My father's mouth tightly enveloped my penis, thrusting back and forth forcefully. Just as I felt a surge of molten heat about to erupt, my father quickly released his mouth, watching with delight as my penis jumped and gushed… At that moment, I felt incredibly good, and also incredibly tired. I looked at my father with gratitude, my heart overflowing with emotions I had never felt before, and I couldn't utter a word for a long time. “Son, you're great! You've grown up, you're a real man!” my father said with a smile.

I just smiled, still unsure what to say, staring blankly at my father. – “Was it good?” my father asked.

“Yes, it was good, incredibly good.” These were the first words I spoke to my father, and I was still shyly hesitant. "Haha, this is a man's happy moment. You know that, silly boy!" My father chuckled, gently patting my limp penis with his hand, gazing at me with affection.

That night, I had insomnia for the first time, tossing and turning, thinking about everything, a mix of excitement and nervousness. I really wanted to talk to someone, but I had no one to talk to. So I went online and read some articles and watched some videos about fathers and sons. I didn't expect to find so many passionate words and videos, which made my blood boil and my penis hard. I also learned some techniques for making love with men online, thinking about experiencing such passion with my father, which made me ejaculate again.

The next day, I really wanted to take a bath with my father again, but he was busy with something and didn't come in. That bath was so unpleasant. I had no choice but to go online again to learn from other people's experiences.

For several days in a row, my father avoided taking me to the bathroom to shower, making various excuses. I was really frustrated, but I didn't dare to express my feelings to him openly. I just silently hoped deep down that while I was showering, my father would suddenly come in, grab my penis, and let me put my newly learned knowledge to use. So, when I showered, I deliberately left the door open. Since it was just the two of us at home, I could let my father come in whenever he needed me.

I remember that day very clearly; it was a Friday evening. My father came back from outside, looking exhausted. He went into the bathroom alone, turned on the tap, and the rushing water made my heart pound. I really wanted to go in, so I quietly went to the bathroom door and stood there silently.

"Son, come in!"

my father called. I was so excited and quickly replied, "Okay, coming!" I took off my t-shirt and shorts and went in. My father looked at me with loving eyes, his gaze lingering on my penis, which involuntarily hardened again… He gently grasped it, placing it between his hands and playing with it, occasionally licking it lightly with his tongue. My penis instantly became aroused again, turning red and throbbing vigorously. I saw that my father's dark penis was also hard, even bigger than mine, and I was so envious. I blurted out, "Dad, yours is so big!" It was a huge thing. "Do you like it?" my father asked proudly. "Yes," I said sincerely. "Come on, son, help Dad relax."

I felt a surge of excitement, thinking that everything I had seen online was about to happen in reality, making my already hard penis even harder. Standing behind him, I first stroked his back, caressing his broad back, then slowly moved forward. He had chests, and my fingers circled his nipples, the effect of the shower gel making them very smooth. Next was his lower abdomen. My father's lower abdomen was fleshy, and I remembered reading online that touching the genitals could produce pleasure more quickly. I didn't want to move down, because that would be too fast, so I started wiping his arms. And his hands. Somehow, when I washed his hands, he squeezed me tightly, which felt very good.

I told him to lie down, and my hands moved to his round, firm buttocks, which were somewhat hairy, but not very long, just faintly visible. I started moving my hands back and forth on his buttocks. When my fingers touched his blooming anus, I heard my father let out a gasp. My hand lingered at his anus. Time seemed to pass very slowly. I clearly heard my father's signal, that uncontrollable gasp of lust.

My hand moved forward, and I finally got that hard, erect male organ that I had been waiting for for a thousand years. My father's breathing became heavier, and my heart was about to jump out of my chest. Those two full testicles... I couldn't do it with one hand, so I hugged him from behind, my hard penis pressed against his buttocks. Both hands took turns attacking his penis and testicles, but I liked his large, plump mushrooms growing in the lush pubic hair even more.

My hands, one in front and one behind, teased him relentlessly. My father began to writhe, his body aching and itchy with every movement, but I couldn't continue, afraid it would end too quickly.

I turned him around, and we embraced tightly. Face to face, he unexpectedly began to kiss me, our tongues entwining and sucking in each other's mouths until I felt breathless before he released me. He cupped my face in his hands, our foreheads touching, the passion in his eyes burning my heart. His lips left mine, moving to my ear, his rapid, hot breath a pleasure even in the summer heat.

Our penises pressed together, and we writhed, savoring the ecstasy for a long, long time… My father couldn't wait any longer and knelt down, beginning to suck my penis. The wet, hot sensation confirmed that my father enjoyed giving oral sex, but his technique was exceptional. His large tongue licked my penis and my testicles.

I helped him up, grasped his large penis, and began to stroke it back and forth, occasionally gently pinching his swollen testicles with my other hand. My father's panting. Completely lost in the moment, the quiet night held only the presence of two beasts consumed by lust. And I couldn't let this passion end; I wanted us to reach even greater heights.

I had my father turn his back to me. I picked up the showerhead and spread his buttocks apart. I sprayed water onto his anus, rinsing away the shower gel, revealing its vibrant, wet, and plump appearance. I extended my tongue and attacked his anus. My father's panting turned into shouts, but he still cried out loudly, "No...no...no...yes!" His delicious anus was covered in my saliva, so I switched to my fingers. Slowly, slowly, I inserted them; the wet, warm, soft flesh inside writhed, tightly enveloping my fingers. I withdrew my fingers, squeezed some more shower gel onto his anus, and this time I inserted two fingers. I didn't move, but my father began to wiggle his buttocks... At that moment, I knew I had succeeded; I had successfully seduced a mature man I liked.

My hand reached around his buttocks. I touched it. It was all wet. All his own. I couldn't hold back any longer. I stood up and spread his buttocks apart. I thrust my already throbbing, almost bursting cock inside. "Mmm...son...no...ah...no..." But my father's buttocks kept moving backward. Everyone says the first time hurts, but his actions told me he was already enjoying it. This doubt was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure coming my way.

"Ah...oh...mmm...ah..." My father's face was flushed, his eyes half-closed, moaning with pleasure. His warm, soft anus tightly enveloped my cock. Looking at my lewd father like this, I forgot all the steps I had planned. I could no longer control my lust. I began to thrust in and out vigorously. My entire cock was inside my father's anus. So hot, so tight, so comfortable! The intestinal walls kept stimulating me, especially when I penetrated to the deepest point. The black hole seemed to suck me in like a suction cup, making me feel like I was flying away.

When I went all the way in, my father would let out an "Ah." Rapid thrusting. My ears were filled with my father's barely suppressed lust. His moans were alluring, completely different from his usual strong demeanor. "Ah...ah...oh...ah...ah...ah..." I wondered if there was any echo mixed in... I gradually slowed down, not because I was exhausted, but because I wanted a more pleasurable position.

I slowly pushed my father, and we moved slowly. With each step forward, my penis felt a different kind of stimulation from the natural swaying of my father's buttocks.

We reached the sofa, and my father lay down. I watched as he raised his legs, perhaps feeling a lewd shyness at his exposed anus, which made him groan. I looked at his deflowered anus, covered in shower gel foam, the wet pubic hair clinging to the sides, the brown flesh slightly red, contracting and writhing. I lifted his legs and placed them on my shoulders. My penis was instantly submerged in a warm ocean.

"Mmm..." My father's moan was somewhat seductive. But he kept his eyes tightly closed and turned his head to the side.

As I thrust in and out, I admired my father's muscular body. That proud penis, supported by two egg-shaped testicles, thick pubic hair rising upwards, connecting to his chest.

My father was masturbating… faster and faster… but I didn't want him to ejaculate on his own. I pulled his hands apart, my fingers kneading his hard nipples. Thrusting… relentless thrusting.

"Ah… mmm… mmm… oh… faster… oh… ah… oh…"

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