After Hours | THE TIES THAT BIND | Tape 4
the ties that bind
Tape 4
after hours
Mr Marko, Dr Wolf & His Boy Serg
Mr Marko, Dr Wolf & His Boy Serg
It was a spectacular fall evening—or at least that was the sentiment of Dr. Legrand Wolf. The tall, strikingly handsome DILF had a smile that stretched from ear-to-ear. He felt like the luckiest guy alive because accompanying him was his hunky brother Cain and his long-lost son, Serg.
The three fellows walked along the bustling streets of downtown NYC simply enjoying one another’s company—openly affectionate with not a care in the world. Cain realized that in their wanderings, they had come upon one of his many pottery studios.
Cain suggested that ...[Read more]It was a spectacular fall evening—or at least that was the sentiment of Dr. Legrand Wolf. The tall, strikingly handsome DILF had a smile that stretched from ear-to-ear. He felt like the luckiest guy alive because accompanying him was his hunky brother Cain and his long-lost son, Serg.
The three fellows walked along the bustling streets of downtown NYC simply enjoying one another’s company—openly affectionate with not a care in the world. Cain realized that in their wanderings, they had come upon one of his many pottery studios.
Cain suggested that they pop into the studio and have a little family fun time. Legrand looked over at Serg who nodded enthusiastically at this idea. But first, the good doctor needed to run a quick errand. He kissed his son and embraced his brother, and promised he would meet them in the studio as soon as he could.
Upon entering the pottery studio, with a sultry smile, Cain instructed the boy to remove his clothing. Serg was always game to get naked, but he was uncertain about the appropriateness of the place and time.
As Cain whipped off his shirt, he assured the young man that this was his place of business and it was after hours, after all, they were free to do as they pleased. A moment later, Serg and his foxy, muscle-bound uncle found themselves completely naked and all over each other.
Well-built like an Olympic track athlete, Serg turned heads wherever he went. Cain couldn’t believe his continued luck--the petite twink was a perfect specimen with clothes on. Naked and erect, the happy DILF was sure he was dreaming as Serg in his birthday suit always knocked him out!
Serg got up on tip-toes and wrapped his arms around his studly uncle. Serg knew that he was incredibly lucky in his own right– his uncle Cain was built like a heavyweight boxing champ and a lumberjack mixed into one. He was absolutely Serg’s type and the giddy twink’s tongue communicated that fact deep inside the DILF's sweet mouth.
After several hot minutes of groping and making out, Cain got a fun idea. As young Serg had never been in a pottery studio before, let alone work a pottery wheel, he sat the boy down, got behind him and showed Serg how to mold clay.
The two dudes’ cocks stayed rock hard during the tutorial. Serg was pretty raw at clay molding, but Cain helped the youngster use his hands and fingers properly to make sure the piece kept its shape while the wheel spun. Serg was completely mesmerized by the intimacy as Cain’s hands and fingers melded with his own hands and fingers.
It was then that Legrand popped his head in. He most definitely wanted to join in on this family fun, indeed. As Legrand shrugged off articles of clothing, he quipped in some helpful hints on how to form the clay. Lots of wetness and lubrication was necessary to keep the piece from becoming too flaccid.
Suddenly, Serg just couldn’t keep focused on pottery when his dad stood less than three feet away with a major hard-on bulging in his jeans. Legrand leaned in for a kiss. Serg eagerly swallowed his daddy’s tongue. And you can bet that Cain wanted a taste, too!
Now the threesome had clearly lost their interest in pottery. After Cain and Serg got cleaned up, Legrand suggested that since he and his brother were usually focused on getting their own pipes thoroughly cleaned, perhaps this was a good time to solely focus on the boy’s pleasure.
Serg blushed furiously with a suddenly rabid yearning. He constantly craved his daddies’ hands and mouths all over him, and too much was certainly never enough. He also loved to get his daddy and uncle off any way that he could, but this exclusive attention was yet another wet dream cum true!
Serg’s cock twitched and jumped as Cain teased the boy’s pinhole with eager fingers. Legrand groped his son and pushed his tongue deep into the boy’s wet, hungry mouth. Serg thought that he possibly might cum right then and there as he groped his daddy’s long cock, which threatened to burst through the thin fabric of his jockeys.
Cain dropped to his knees and replaced his fingers with his tongue. There was no lube handy at the studio, so luscious daddy saliva would have to do.
Young Serg spent the next few magical hours being expertly handled by the hottest daddies imaginable. Cain and Legrand took turns hoisting Serg’s hard body up into their arms while the other plunged his mighty erection up and into the exquisitely tight twink fuck-tunnel.
Serg drove the two daddies absolutely wild with his sharp, ecstatic cries of delight. Serg’s well-fucked sweet spot sent shivers down his spine. And inevitably, the feverish young hottie couldn’t last any longer. Still in the spit-roast position, Legrand made passionate love to the boy’s mouth and Cain’s fuck rhythm really got rockin’.
Then, it happened. Rope upon rope of thick, creamy twink jizz flew in copious amounts from his boy boner. The delighted DILFs savored every second of the pulsating, powerful cum shots.
In a wondrous state of bliss and contentment, Serg fell back into the loving, devoted arms of his father and uncle. No words could describe emotions that flooded through him as the super-charged orgasm vibrated through his entire being.
Legrand, Cain, and Serg took turns tenderly kissing and embracing one another--each one wishing that the moment could go on and on…
