Seducing Step Dad & His Son

James: Step-dad

James woke up feeling so much lighter. Granted he'd kissed Matt last night, but things were changing for the better and he felt uplifted by that.

He threw on some clothes and headed out of his tent. He needed to think about breakfast and getting himself washed. Outside, Danny was sat by the now extinguished fire, wearing a pair of tan coloured shorts and nothing else.

'Morning bud,' James gave Danny's right shoulder a squeeze as he greeted him, feeling the tight muscles. Danny's build was similar to James', slightly bulky but with some toning in there too. He was hairier than Matt, James noted - less boy-ish.

'Morning dad. Sleep alright?'

'Yeah good, I feel so much better after yesterday. How about you?'

'Slept well too.'

'Good. Matt still asleep?' James asked, and Danny nodded in reply, 'cool, I'm going down to the river to rinse off if you want to come?' James offered.

'Oh yeah I will actually, I was wondering how we washed,' Danny laughed, 'what do I need to bring?'

'Just a towel, and a change of clothes, we can't use soap in natural water sources,' James responded, 'oh actually and a wash cloth. You got one or do you need one of mine?'

'I'll take one of yours please.'

James headed to his tent to grab his things while Danny did the same, and they headed on the short walk.

When they arrived at the river, James found a suitable place for them to enter the water and started taking off his clothes.

'There's not much current here so this'll be fine. So you pretty much just get your kit off, get in the water - it'll be cold, sorry son - use your wash cloth to scrub - it's best to start with your face and leave your bits 'till last - and then dry off. We've got some wipes that we can use for a proper clean tomorrow, don't want to waste them too early in the trip.'

Danny nodded in agreement and proceeded to drop his shorts, followed by his underwear. Although he wasn't purposely looking, at least that's what James told himself, he did catch a few glimpses of his son's cock and balls hanging between his hairy, meaty thighs as he undressed. He couldn't help but notice how similar they both were down there - the fat dick, heavy balls, hair around but not on the smooth sack. He felt a sense of pride, and ignored the slight twitch of his own dick.

'Is that thing going to shrink in there?' Danny joked, snapping James out of his slight day dream. He headed towards the water, and James followed.

Matt: Step-son

Matt had been awake when Danny and James decided to head to the river to wash. He wasn't sure if things would be awkward with him and Danny after last night, so he was putting off any interaction. He hadn't got much sleep, there'd been so much going on in his head about James and Danny that his mind wouldn't let him rest. He didn't regret what happened last night, he just wondered if Danny did. Matt also needed to wash, so he decided to follow along shortly after to catch them up.

As he neared the river he could hear their voices. Laughs, shouts, and the sound of splashing water led Matt to their location. As he reached the edge of the trees he spotted them both in the water, their clothes discarded on the river bank alongside their towels. They looked like they were having fun, in the river up to their waists, splashing each other and fooling around. At one point James threatened to dunk Danny under the water, and tried to grab and shove his head down. Matt watched, his dick rock solid in his thin running shorts as he observed their playfulness. Every now and then he'd get a glimpse of an ass crack, or a mass of pubes and a quick hint of penis. He'd intended to join them, but between the hard on in his shorts, and his inability to tear his eyes away from the two men, he continued to watch. If he was doing this with James it'd be flirting, he thought.

James: Step-dad

James followed Danny out of the river. He could focus on nothing but the two furry globes in front of him that were Danny's ass cheeks. They had a decent dusting of hair all across the cheeks, but as it got closer to the crack the fur was dark and thick. James was very conscious that after the horse play in the water, and now this delicious-looking ass in front of him, he was sporting a noticeable semi and he needed to grab his towel quickly to cover himself up.

Danny bent down to pick up his towel and James saw it. He saw his cheeks part, exposing a mass of fur, and a perfect, pink, puckered hole in the middle of it. Danny turned around as he wrapped his towel around himself and James caught sight of his son's equally prominent semi. As quickly as he could, James grabbed his towel and flung it around himself; he knew it was impossible for Danny not to have seen his swollen dick.

Danny smiled at him, not giving anything away.

'Shall we head back?' Danny asked, 'I'll drip dry on the way, it won't take long in this heat.'

Matt: Step-son

It was undeniable that as they made their way up the river bank, both father and son were sporting semis after their frolicking. Matt was far enough away, and not quite out of tree cover, to remain hidden. He was so turned on that the only thing he wanted to do right now was take his cock out and furiously wank. But he knew he needed to leave and get back to the camp before they did.

He raced back, convinced that his dick would not go soft again until he released a load.

James: Step-dad

Their first full day camping had gone better than he could have imagined. They'd all got on together, there'd been laughs, jokes, and some serious talk too. Danny had disclosed that he and his girlfriend weren't doing too good. James said he knew how that felt and he was always there to talk to if he wanted.

It was another balmy evening and the camp fire provided the perfect atmosphere. They'd had some food, a good few beers, and Matt had taken himself off to bed citing a lack of sleep last night. James and Danny passed the time with small talk, and batting around ideas for things to do the following day. James knew he should stop drinking now, he wanted to feel fresh in the morning and both he and Danny were fairly drunk.

Father and son were sitting next to each other, perched on a sideways tree trunk facing the glowing fire. Danny placed his hand on James' bare thigh and squeezed.

'I'm glad we did this trip. I think we all feel closer to each other because of it.' Danny looked at James and smiled. James felt a swell of appreciation and contentment. His relationship with his son had been distant for a while, but they seemed to be coming closer together.

'I'm glad we did it too. I've really enjoyed spending time with my boys.' James placed his hand on top of Danny's, still resting on his thigh, and pulled his son closer to place a kiss in his dark, tussled hair. Danny rested his head on his shoulder.

After a few seconds James felt his son's hand slowly slide higher up this thigh, under the hem of his shorts and towards his crotch. It took him a few seconds to react.

'Danny, what...' James started, but Danny didn't stop. His hand brushed against his package, cradled tightly in his underwear.

'Danny! What the fuck?' James shouted, standing up and staring down at his son.

'Dad, I...' Danny started. He stood up and met his dad's stare.

'What're you doing?! I can't do this!' James shouted, and stormed off into the woods.

Matt: Step-son

He heard shouting from outside the tent. Matt sat up in his sleeping bag and strained to hear more, but it had gone silent. He was already wearing boxer briefs, so he threw on a t-shirt and went to investigate.

Matt found Danny sat by the fire, his head in his hands. James was no where to be seen.

'Everything OK?' Matt asked hesitantly.

Danny looked over, his eyes were watery, but Matt couldn't be sure if it was from the beer or whether he'd been crying. Matt took a seat next to him. 'What's happened?'

'I fucked up.' Was all that Danny said, he wasn't forthcoming. Matt didn't push it, instead he threw an arm around him and watched as the flames from the fire danced in the night.

After a while Danny seemed to perk up. His eyes were no longer watery and he was making small talk with Matt, which he took as a good sign. A rustling came from the woods, and James returned. Matt couldn't help but think that he looked sheepish when he noticed he was there. There was silence as James seemed to busy himself with doing things around the camp, before he came and sat the other side of Danny on the log.

'Sorry if I woke you.' James said to Matt, not making eye contact with him.

'It's OK,' Matt replied, feeling nervous. 'Is everything alright?' He could hear the hesitation in his own voice. James didn't say anything.

'Matt, am I able to have some time to talk to Danny please?'

'Sure, I need to go to the toilet anyway. I'll take a long route.' He felt slightly dejected, but agreed.

James: Step-dad

'I'm sorry Danny.' James shuffled closer to his son and placed a hand on his bare knee. He'd calmed down now, and realised his anger wasn't directed at Danny but more so at himself, at how his son's advance had made him feel. 'I shouldn't have shouted.'

It felt like Danny vomited his feels all over James. He admitted that since he caught him with Matt his mind had been all over the place with feelings he hadn't had before. His closer relationship with his dad over the past few weeks had stirred something up and having spent the last couple of days being so close he'd acted on his feelings, which he apologised for. He said that their wash in the river, noticing his dad's visible excitement, had made him think they were on the same page.

James listened, without interruption. When Danny finished, James realised he was now stroking his son's leg in comfort, slowly up and down his bare thigh. His hand crept further up and up, until it was under his son's shorts and grabbing his now growing cock through his underwear. The thrill was overwhelming.

Danny moaned and looked down at his dad's hand, then their eyes met. James could hear the sound of his heart beating as he realised what was going to happen.

Matt: Step-son

He hadn't gone to the toilet. He'd hidden amongst the trees, close enough to see, and just about hear, what was going on. He couldn't believe what he'd heard, and thought he was dreaming when he saw the scene unfolding in front of him. He watched as James' hand went up Danny's shorts, followed by their lips crashing together. James pushed Danny back against the log and lay on top of him as they made out, not dissimilar to a position Matt himself had been in with his step-dad. Danny's hands roamed his dad's back and grabbed at his meaty ass cheeks. He pulled at his dad's t-shirt, prompting them to break away from each other as James ripped his shirt off, exposing his tanned body.

James: Dad

As he pulled off his top, with his son underneath him running his hands all over his bare chest, he knew he should stop but he just couldn't. He leaned down and plunged his tongue back into his son's eager mouth, their tongues swirling around each other as they explored each other in a way they never had before. Hands were tugging at his shorts, he could feel the desperation to rip them off. James pulled away from the kiss.

'Let's go into my tent,' James said breathlessly, as he dismounted and pulled Danny up.

'What about Matt?' Danny asked, holding his dad's hand. He didn't respond, he was thinking about how best to approach it.

A rustling came from the trees behind them and Matt appeared. James quickly dropped Danny's hand despite knowing Matt had already seen it.

'I'm not being left out of this.' Matt said as he walked up to James, crashing their lips together. He felt the familiar feeling of Matt's tongue inside his mouth, where only moments ago his son's had been. Matt pulled away and placed an equally passionate kiss on Danny's lips. James heard his son's moans as he made out with his step-brother. His cock was harder than it had ever been. Matt pulled away, grabbed both of them by the hand, and led them towards James' tent.

Matt: Step-son

Once in the tent the three of them wasted no time tearing each other's clothes off. Pretty soon Matt was taking it in turns sucking their cocks, as father and son lay next to each other making out and exploring each other's bodies with their hands. Matt couldn't believe it was actually happening. Although it'd been painful, his plan had actually worked. He stared in awe at the two cocks in front of him, not believing how similar they were - there was no doubt that Danny had inherited his dad's delicious dick.

'I want you in my mouth, dad,' Danny moaned, and switched positions in between James' legs.

James: Dad / step-dad

He looked down at his son taking his thick cock down his throat. Knowing this was wrong on all kinds of levels only added to the pleasure he was feeling. Coupled with that, Danny was also really fucking good at sucking cock.

'Have you done this before?' He heard Matt ask him. Danny nodded his head in response, his mouth still full of dick.

That made sense, James thought, there was no way this was his first time.

Danny was on all fours as he sucked, and James saw Matt position himself behind his son and bring his mouth to his ass. He felt the vibrations of the moans that Danny released as his ass was eaten out. James wanted to know what he tasted like too.

Their incestuous activities continued. It was a constant mix of dad with son, dad with step-son, step-brother with step-brother. James felt such a high as he sucked his son's dick, and he struggled with the size more than with Matt's as it was so thick, just like his own. He was much better at eating him out, revelling in the involuntary sounds his son made as his tongue swirled around his tight, hairy hole. James had to admit that the muskiness of it, after a couple of days without a proper wash, drove him crazy. He made sure to push his tongue deep into his hole, and couldn't get enough of how good it tasted.

'I want you both to fuck me.' Matt declared, his dick lodged deeply in Danny's throat.

Matt: Step-son

Matt ran to his tent to grab the lube that he'd brought along, a last minute pack 'just in case'. He was thankful for his past self. He was going to need it for what he had planned.

Back at James' tent, James had his face buried in Danny's hairy ass when Matt returned with the goods.

'I'll open him up,' James stated. He grabbed the lube and rubbed it on his big, leaking cock.

'I want you to take it in turns.' Matt moaned as James slid fingers into his hungry hole, and pushed his dick in to open him up.

James didn't go slow or take his time to make sure Matt was OK, as had happened before when they'd fucked. Matt saw a hunger in his eyes that he didn't recognise. He slammed himself balls deep without any hesitation.

'This is what you wanted, isn't it,' James growled through gritted teeth, lust filling his eyes. He pounded hard and deep into his stinging hole, Matt trying his hardest not to give away that it was painful right now - he knew the pain would subside soon enough. Though he couldn't stop the groans, moans, and shouts as his hole was battered.

'You've released something in me that I've always tried to suppress,' James whispered, his soft voice in sharp contrast to his vicious thrusts that were wrecking Matt's insides. 'Open your mouth.' James demanded. Matt did as he was told, and James spat directly into it. 'Good boy.'

'Fuck,' Matt moaned. He'd never seen this side of James before.

'Here you go son, your turn,' James pulled out of him, and Matt could feel his hole gaped open. He was ruined.

'Fuck you really opened him up,' Danny admired. James laughed and sucked on his son's dick, then guided it to the open hole.

Matt felt his step-brother slide into him - he filled him up just as well as his dad did. Though unlike his father, he slid in and out with slower, gentler strokes, giving Matt some much needed reprieve. He savoured the feeling of knowing he was being fucked by the son of the guy who'd just been inside him.

As he was being fucked by Danny, his prostate being hit on nearly every stroke making him want to cum there and then, James positioned himself over Matt's face and fucked his throat relentlessly. Matt was choking and his eyes were watering, as he was made airtight by the thick cocks of the father/son duo.

James: Dad / step-dad

He couldn't think of anything other than how good this all felt, as he face fucked his step-son without mercy. He looked over to see his son fucking Matt's used hole, he looked so serious as he stared down and watched his dick slide in and out of the sloppy hole. Matt pushed James off him and said he wanted both of their cocks in his ass together. Fuck, James thought.

After working out the logistics, James lay on his back and Matt lay on top facing him. James easily slid inside his loosened hole and started thrusting. He made out with Matt, then felt his son's fingers sliding into the hole alongside his dick.

'Put it in,' James encouraged his son. He stopped thrusting to allow Danny to enter.

He felt the pressure of his son's dick pressing against his as they tried to share the hole. After a couple of attempts, and some more lube, Danny eventually got his swollen head in. Matt's hole was squeezing their dicks so hard together. As Danny's dick slid slowly further in, Matt's moans were animalistic.

'Fuuuuuck!!' Matt yelled, but insisted not to stop.

James knew his son was fully in as he felt their smooth, heavy balls pressing together.

'Fuck this feels incredible,' James panted, 'I'll leave the thrusting to you Danny, that's probably the best way to do it.'

Danny moved in and out, slowly so as not to slip out or cause Matt any more pain - James couldn't tell if this was at all pleasurable for him based on the noises he was making.

'Fuuuck this is so tight,' Danny moaned. James couldn't get enough of the feeling of his son's dick rubbing against his, of their balls banging together when he was fully inside, of knowing they were both inside his step-son. The sensation was incredible.

Matt: Step-son

He felt like he was being torn open. The only thing getting him through was how hot it was knowing there was a dad and son inside him simultaneously.

James: Dad / step-dad

James wasn't going to last much longer, the pleasure was overwhelming. He felt Danny's pace start to quicken, his breathing becoming faster, his moans more desperate.

'Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck,' Danny half whispered, half moaned.

James felt his son's cock pulse against his, then the warmth envelope it as his son's cum exploded inside.

'Fuck son I can feel that... oh shit!' James cried as he also unloaded inside his step-son. Both he and Danny were moaning as their orgasms coincided, their joint loads overflowing from Matt's wrecked hole and leaking out. James noticed that his stomach was wet, realising Matt had cum too from all of the excitement. He could feel his dick softening inside, Danny's too, and they both flopped out, releasing a huge load from Matt's dripping hole.

'Fucking look at that,' Danny said in amazement, his eyes fixated on the gaping, leaking hole in front of him.

'Put your fingers in and feed it to him,' James said. 'You like that don't you.' James rubbed Matt's head and kissed him on the cheek. Matt nodded in agreement, exhausted from being used.

James watched as Danny squeezed four fingers into the pussy - it could no longer be called an ass - and Matt groaned. Danny pulled out, his fingers covered in a mixture of dad and son cum, and fed it to Matt, who lapped it up eagerly.

'I think we should all stay in this tent for the rest of the trip, it'll be more fun,' Danny smirked.