u/Past_Buddy_294

Going to bed next to my husband but waking up alone is a wild experience. Especially when what woke you was the slight but noticeable knocking of the bed against the wall. The subtle and familiar moans that I knew was absolutely from my husband.

I immediately was rock hard imagining my twink 18 year old son fucking my husband. JUSTICE was sleeping downstairs and I desperately needed him at that moment, but I couldn’t risk going down the creaking stairs. So I slowly crawled out of bed, army crawling naked out of my room towards the spare room. OMG! The door is open!

I quietly crawl desperate for a peak. I poked my head in slightly and was absolutely stunned. My husband on all fours in bed while my son was holding his mouth closed while fucking him. I’ve never seen that face on my husband before. It was pure ecstasy. He loved it. And I started to cum hands free watching how much my husband loves my son’s cock in him.

Suddenly my son pulls out, quietly tells him to swallow him. This is the first time I’ve seen my son’s cock since he was in diapers. Hes a full 8”! A wave of proud and humiliation came over me. I’m 6.5”. My hot son is bigger and better in every way.

Watching my top, my husband, follow directions without hesitation, dropping on his knees by the bed as my son jerked a massive load in my husband open mouth.

I couldn’t take any more. I NEEDED Justice while this memory is fresh. Leaving my huge puddle of cum in the carpet, I crawled to the stairs hoping not to be heard.

There he was, laying on the couch, as I started petting him and putting my tongue in his mouth. I needed the passion, I wanted to feel his tongue in my mouth.

I knew I was gay in 6th grade. Growing up in a small conservative town in USA being the All-Star athlete had me trying to convince myself I could beat being gay.

At 18, after countless failures, I drunkenly achieved having sex with a female and we ended up being young parents to a baby boy.

After 6 years of playing husband in the navy as Special Operations I couldn’t do it anymore. We divorced and I went back to school on the GI Bill.

It was there I found the man I wanted to be with forever.

I’m a 6’3”, white guy, blue eyes, brown hair, 6” cut bottom. He was a 5’5” Asian/hispanic mix, brown eyed, black haired, 5.5” vers bottom.

We got married and have been together for 13 years now.

I didn’t get to see my son a lot after my divorce. Maybe a weekend over Christmas and a week over the summer. My ex was absolutely against my relationship with a man, so she did everything she could to keep me away.

My son eventually turned 18, resented his mother, and wanted to use my military benefits to go to school.

I was 36 when he called asking if he could move in with my husband and I while he attended school.

I was absolutely excited about it! I answered yes without hesitation. However, reality struck.

We had a black Doberman than needed relief twice a day. That was typically my job. I figured out early in my relationship that I was a cuck. My husband being vers bottom, he played the roll of my top along side our shared Doberman.

But he also enjoyed playing with other men, especially knowing how excited it got me.

How could he live with us and us keep this a secret?

A few weeks later he moved across the hall into our spare bedroom.

He was a very attractive young man. 6’5”, thin but toned, light brown hair, blue eyes. My husband was very smitten with him.

6 months went by without any issues. Justice (my Dobermans name) and my schedule just had to be adjusted. I’d wake up earlier, around 5:30am, and take my dog’s 8” rocket in my mouth. I honestly looked forward to mornings a little more than evenings. I absolutely craved the taste of his doggie cum. 30 minutes of jerking him, sucking, and swallowing everything he could give me.

Eventually I’d wake up to him mounting my face a few minutes before my alarm would go off. My husband occasionally would wake up watching me crave justice, he’d see how hard I got taking him in my mouth every morning, and fuck me or jerk off watching me. He knew I absolutely preferred sucking justice over sucking him.

In the evenings it was a 50/50 chance if I’d get the pleasure of relieving Justice. 3 days a week I would get home earlier than my son and husband. Id walk in the door and immediately get greeted by his snout in my crotch. I’d start stripping as I made my way to the couch, put on my pup hood, and bend over the couch. I usually had an hour before my son would get home, so it was absolutely safe.

Justice absolutely knew when my pup hood was on, he was definitely shooting his doggie cum in me. The feeling of his short fur on my back, his claws lightly scratching my back, feeling him pound me harder than my husband ever could, being totally dominated by him and his 8” cock. The longest we’ve ever been tied up was 30 minutes, so I always had about a 30 minute buffer.

After a while my 50/50 chance of being mounted by Justice turned into 100% of the time. I was absolutely blissfully ignorant as to why. I only knew that my dog wanted my ass every single day, and I was absolutely ok with it.

But one day I had a client cancel and I ended up getting home earlier than expected. As soon as I walked in the house justice greeted me with his nose in my crotch as usual. However, I heard moans coming from upstairs. I could absolutely recognize the voice of my husband. He was begging like I’ve never heard. My cock got even harder, especially when I heard him calling out my son’s name.

I could strip down fast enough. I threw my hood over my head, bent over the couch, and took Justice hard while I listened to my husband begging for my son’s load. I was absolutely nervous that they would hear my moans and come downstairs to investigate, but they were too absorbed into each other to hear anything else.

I can’t describe how much better dog cock is than regular cock. But the feeling I got hearing my husband and my son while I was secretly listening and taking his 30mL of hot dog cum was the most intense feeling I’ve ever had in my life.