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Subject: Quarantine Emergency – Part 2 (Gay/Incest) This story is a work of fiction, the characters are not real, and any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is purely coincidental. It contains sex with underage boys and sex with family members. If you are offended by such material, please stop now. If you would like to contact me to discuss story ideas, your fantasies, and your memories of family fun, or you just want to chat with a big-dicked Daddy who loves incest stories, email me at ail. Also, remember that Nifty needs your donations to provide these stories, so please donate. fty/donate.html Notes: All of my stories take place in the same universe where teen boys are insatiable, and men like it that way. This story is told in text messages. I have noted the writer at the beginning of each message. If a character has sent multiple texts in a row, those additional messages will be marked by an asterisk “*”. Please let me know if you think this is difficult to follow. Quarantine Emergency – Part 2 Ray: So, apparently, the neighbors could hear us. JD: Is this you asking for bail money? Ray: No. * It’s turned out ok. Actually, it’s turned out pretty good. Just…weird. * It’s been a weird couple of days. * Speaking of which, where the hell have you been? JD: Sorry. My sister freaked out about the spikes in cases and made me drive out to Pennsylvania to stay with her. Ray: What does “made you” mean? JD: She wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it. * But Seth is here, so there are pros and cons. * Keeping him from trying to give me a handjob at the dinner table and trying to find places in the house where we can fuck in peace has been taking up a lot of my time. * But, you were saying….? Ray: Right. The neighbors. JD: Yeah. The neighbors who heard you fucking your son. Ray: Turns out that Kevin is… loud. JD: Whoops. Yeah. I should have mentioned that, huh? Ray: Would have been nice. JD: Sorry. So they heard him yelling. How do they know it was you? Ray: I think, “Fuck me harder, Dad!” might have been a giveaway. JD: True. Ray: So I go out to the mailboxes, and my neighbor Alvin is standing there. JD: Alvin? You live next door to a chipmunk? Ray: No. * It’s not his fault that his parents gave him a stupid name. JD: Which one is he? Across the hall or up the stairs? Ray: Across the hall. He lives there with his wife and son. Well, until his wife left last year. Now it’s just him and Jimmy. JD: OK, details. Does he look like an Alvin? Ray: No. * Maybe? He’s a financial planner or accountant or something like that, so a lot of khakis and sweater vests. JD: I just lost my boner. Ray: But he’s tall. Shorter than me, but tall and trim. He has greying hair. Probably early 40s. JD: Not helping. Ray: No. tuzla eve gelen escort He has that kind of sexy middle school vice-principal thing going on. Like the type of clean-cut, generically attractive guy who would date your aunt, but would also “accidentally” drop his towel when you were changing to go swimming. JD: That’s…specific. Ray: I had a sexy vice-principal. JD: Clearly. * Go on. Ray: He’s standing there and giving me the eye. So I say hello, and he comes over, closer than six feet, and after looking around, leans in and whispers. * “You know, the walls are thin.” JD: Okayyyyyy… Ray: And I’m just looking at him blankly, and he goes, “Your son’s voice tends to carry.” * So I say something like “Sorry. I’ll tell him to keep it down.” * And he goes, “No need. Actually, I quite enjoy it. But then I guess a hot piece of ass like your son is going to get fucked a lot. He’s been awfully quiet though the last few weeks. And then all of a sudden, he’s at it again last night.” JD: That can’t be good. Ray: Well, I don’t want to play my hand too soon, so I just go “and…” * He goes, “Imagine my surprise when I hear your voice too. Both of you going on and on about how much you are loving fucking the shit out of each other. I can tell you; I was shocked.” JD: Alvin sounds like a weasel. A chipmunk and a weasel. Ray: At that point, I’m so confused. One the one hand, I’m terrified I’m about to get reported to the authorities, but I was also kind of turned on. He didn’t sound like he was outraged; he seemed like he was into it. * I go, “What do you want?” and he just kind of smirks. * And then he says, “you know, you’re not the only one who’s hard up. I need to fuck a tight hole, too. And I figure since you’ve got one at your disposal and maybe you could let me borrow it. You know, since I’m doing you the favor of keeping this between just you and me, you could return the favor.” JD: I’m starting to warm up to this guy. Ray: I didn’t know what to say. I mean, it’s Kevin’s decision who he wants to fuck. I’m not going to force him to do anything he doesn’t want to do. * I just say, “I’m going to have to ask Kevin if he wants to.” * And he just swats me on the shoulder with his mail and says, “You do that,” and then before he goes back into his apartment, he turns back to me and says, “Man, you’re lucky. I wish I had a horny son like that.” JD: Wait. Didn’t you say he had a son? Johnny? Ray: Jimmy. JD: Right. What about him? Ray: What about him? JD: Tell me about him. Ray: I guess he’s a lot like his dad. Just an average, generically good looking kid. Dark hair. JD: Age? Ray: 13, I think. You know, soccer team, Boy Scouts. That sort of thing. JD: That doesn’t necessarily mean that tuzla otele gelen escort he doesn’t want cock. Ray: Oh, I’ll get to that. JD: Plot twist! Ray: So after picking my jaw up off the floor I go back into the apartment to find Kevin JD: You let him out of your bed? Ray: You have to take a break every once in a while. JD: Man can’t live on cock alone. Ray: But you try. JD: I’ve never felt so seen. * So, what did Kevin have to say? Ray: Kevin was in the kitchen. JD: What was he wearing? Ray: Clothes. JD: Killjoy. Ray: I wasn’t sure how to broach it. I mean, we’d only been fucking for a day. * So I just kind of blurted out, “Do you want to fuck Alvin?” JD: Direct. Ray: He looked at me like I had three heads. * So I said, “Sorry. Alvin from next door heard us fucking last night, and now he wants to join. Would you want to do that? He called you a `hot piece of ass’ and said that he wished he had a horny son like you.” * So, Kevin just kind of shrugged and went, “Sure. I’ll fuck him. Especially if it’s both of you.” and then walked back into the living room. JD: Nothing rattles that kid. Ray: But then Kevin comes back in and goes: * “What about Jimmy? He’s horny.” * So I say, “What do you mean?” * He said, “I mean, he’s horny. He likes to get fucked.” * So I asked him how he knows, and he says, “Well, Mr. he’s so excited. He reaches in, pulls out Alvin’s iron-hard cock. It looked so big in Jimmy’s small hands. JD: I have to close my bedroom door because I know I will have to rub one out while you tell me the rest of this. * Okay. Done. Ray: I moved over to sit on the arm of the couch, and Kevin did the same on the other end. * “You’re dripping, Alvin. Jimmy, lick your dad’s cock head. Lick up all that precum.” * He didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as his tongue touched the tip of Alvin’s cock he started to devour it like a melting ice cream cone. Licking and licking, and then taking the whole head into his mouth. That was clearly not Jimmy’s first blowjob. * Kevin reached over and started to push Jimmy’s head lower and lower down Alvin’s cock, and I lean over to Alvin and ask, “Does that feel good, Alvin? Is that what you’ve been wanting?” JD: You know, I’m not really a fan of rhetorical questions. Ray: You’re interrupting my flow. JD: Sorry. Ray: He moaned out a “Fuck, yes.” I motioned Kevin to stop pushing on Jimmy’s head and then took Alvin’s hands and place them on the side of his son’s head. * “He’s your son. He belongs to you. Tell him what you want him to do.” * He barely whispers, “Suck my balls, Jimmy.” * “Louder!” I commanded, and I could see the switch flip in his head. He took a firm grip on Jimmy’s head and growled, “Suck my fucking balls, tuzla sınırsız escort son!” * I’ll say this for Jimmy, he might be boring, but he’s a fucking obedient little bottom. * I moved back to the armchair and had Kevin join me. We sat there for a few minutes rubbing each other’s crotches as Alvin got more and more aggressive, skull-fucking his son. JD: This is making last night’s game of Monopoly pale in comparison. Ray: Well, while you were not passing go and not collecting $200, I was pulling off Kevin’s underwear and easing his ass down onto my cock. Kevin was riding me nice and slow when Alvin looked over. As soon as he saw what we were doing, he pulled Jimmy off his cock, turned his son around, bent him over, and basically ripped his son’s pants and underwear off. JD: Someone was horny, all right. Ray: He spat into his hand and rubbed it against Jimmy’s hole and then slapped his cock against it a few times before he spat again, slicked up his cock, and just rammed it on home. JD: It’s always the quiet ones. Ray: Jimmy certainly liked it. He was moaning with pleasure, just as loudly as Kevin does, yelling, “Fuck me, dad,” and “Your huge cock feels so good!” * Kevin started riding me faster. He loved watching them, and I could feel myself getting close as Alvin slammed his son from behind. * I knew he wasn’t going to last long. No man can the first time they fuck their son. JD: You’re at it for two days, and now you’re an authority? Ray: I’m a quick learner. JD: Clearly. Ray: So, I start fucking Kevin harder and faster because I wanted to cum at the same time as them. * Kevin had the same idea because he started jacking his cock while riding me. JD: I’m going to need to take Seth “hiking” later to work off this boner you’re giving me. Ray: Alvin thrust into Jimmy one last time and started to convulse, shooting his load into his son’s ass. I began to spurt into Kevin, and he started cumming all over the floor. JD: See, that’s why you don’t pull out. * Easier cleanup. Ray: Life Hacks by JD. JD: Anything that gets you back to the fucking sooner. Ray: Noted. * When we all came down from our orgasm high, Alvin was collapsed on top of his son, kissing his neck and holding him tight, and Jimmy goes, “Dad, can you get up? I can’t breathe.” JD: Not a romantic, our Jimmy, huh? Ray: Not so much, apparently. JD: Jesus Christ, you’ve been busy. Ray: I’m exhausted. I need to get some sleep. JD: Big day tomorrow? Ray: It may be. Alvin and I have invited the Titmarsh-Cumberlands down for a boozy brunch tomorrow. JD: Mimosas and Bottomless Boyhole? That sort of thing. Ray: It’s trendy in this area. JD: Do the Tiddlywink-Cucumbers know that your sons are on the menu? Ray: Well, unless they’ve suddenly become completely deaf, I think they may have an inkling. JD: Well, have fun. Tell me everything. Take pictures, for fuck’s sake. * I need to go put on my hiking boots and my cock-ring and take Seth out for a long walk. 17-year-olds still need a lot of exercise, or they’ll destroy the furniture. Ray: Cum stains? JD: Exactly.

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