IRL Brother(s) & Dads
Dad’s security makes me extremely aroused. It didn’t start so obvious. It was over time the way he’d hold me …special…watching movies and could fool around in front of other family members was the ultimate pleasure. He liked me to wear nothing but righty tighty whities and sit in his lap wearing his as well. I just knew it felt literally phenomenal having my hunk dad’s sweaty hairy junk pressed against my boy hole which was pink eager and warm for his lap. We’d spend the entire movie under blankets riding and grinding. He’d be playing with my tater tots and hot dog the entire time and whisper in my ears ‘daddy loves you son’ and it would make my little jelly beans start to dance. I craved it. He’d let me nap and do the same thing. My brother showed and taught me everything I knew in a humiliating way with his friends which turned into a big time role play experience fantasy for me later in life. Found out that my dad was actually letting Beau breed him in the showers on our summer house property bathroom for years but they wouldn’t tell anyone to avoid suspension. Understood sir. He’s ex military so he was traveling a lot and no questions were asked most times. Being responsible made it safe. He’d take us camping and we’d go skinny dip in the pool at the campground with my uncles and cousins. My cousins were definitely born to be horn dogs for sure. They like poke me in the ass getting changed into our swimmers and it felt great. That’s when I learned more about the brother cousin son experience with a dad. I later got in trouble trying to arrange situations where I’d get him alone and distract him from his hobbies. Used to sit in his lap on the tractor and ride hard. It felt great and wished others were more accepting. It helped me pass the legacy down to my son when the time is right.