Studs and Slutty Sons: Gay anthro incest collection (erotic eBook teaser)
#525 of Erotic eBooks, teasers and tasters
Stud stallions are all well and good, but what comes of such hotness when it is fathers and sons, brothers too, coming up lustfully against one another? Only good, we hope!
Lust abounds in this short collection of mini stories where muscled stud stallions come together in passion that cannot be controlled, stretching tight holes and ploughing into welcoming muzzles, all for their mutual pleasure. The bigger stud tops, but that is not always the eldest there!
Note: this is a collection of five mini stories, each roughly 1000 words in length. Short and steamy!
Thank you for reading! This collection of mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io, with the preview available to read here!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1077451
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/p7wj
Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed by kink!https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/
All new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!
@alismitsy
I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
Studs and Slutty Sons
Gay anthro incest collection
Thank you for reading! This collection of mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io, with the preview available to read here!
Smashwords:https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1077451
Commiss.io:https://commiss.io/listings/p7wj
Contents
Fucking His Father
It wasn't how Cody imagined his first time would be, even though he had, to be fair, left it a little later than he "should" have done. Balls-deep in his father's backside, he grunted, the young stud in his early twenties trembling with barely restrained need. Yet it was that very need that had kept him from plunging his pale pink length into anyone for such a long time, even though he had wanted to.
Him and his father, Ken, both boasted the same cremello coats - like an albino but not true to the lack of pigment, with a pink nose and delicate features enhanced by the very pale cream of their coats. Even their eyes were lighter, a tasteful blue, their manes spilling down their necks. Oh, they were both the envy of the mares, fine and strong without being overly muscled, yet Cody had not wanted to push into any of them.
They had not suited him.
No... Oh no. No, it felt much better, right, to thrust and grind, his father on all fours on the bed with his hooves kicked back over the edge of it, showing him just what it meant to ride a stallion for the very first time. Cody's cock sank deep, his father nickering gently, guiding him on, their pale coats practically glowing in the dimness of the bedroom, though it was a comforting kind of low light that had them moving together, seemingly in perfect unison.
One's first time was always meant to be klutzy and clumsy, the kind of sex that left one happy but wanting more. They weren't always meant to know everything, though being with his father made Cody forget all about how he wanted to be the best, the strongest, the smartest, how hard he pushed himself at university. He had always put so much pressure on himself to perform while the only one in the whole world to be able to take that away from him had been his father.
Only his father.
Ken rolled his hips back into him, a soft grunt on his lips.
"Mmm... Harder, son. You're doing so well. But I...unff...can take more than that."
Whether it was a dare or a challenge, it was permission, either way, Cody blushing heavily, the pink of his arousal showing through his cheeks, colouring his ears. He didn't know how much another could take, paws fluttering, not knowing where to place them, yet they could not help but land, quite naturally, on his father's backside. There was muscle there and very little fat, the tight round of his backside offering so much as Cody greedily dug his fingers into it, sucking in what breaths of air he could.
"Unff... Fuck..."
"Yes..."
His father was keen to goad him on, to encourage him, as tight as that hole already felt around Cody's cock. Cody whimpered, turning his head back and forth, but there was no amount of twisting that would relieve the tension in his neck, how much he wanted it. He had to thrust and keep thrusting, following his father's gentle yet indirect guidance, the older stud letting him find his own pace, a rhythm that best suited him. It was not all about speed, after all, regardless of how much he wanted to thrust, to hurl his body passionately over the edge into the arms of raw and rampant ecstasy, the scene one that he had desired for himself for so very long.
Still, a young stallion like him... He could not hold off forever. Everything in the room, every nuance of his body, rang into sharp clarity. The rustle of the curtains, revealing the dawn. Oh, it had not been so long since he had got in from a night out, tiredness sinking into his muscles, though passion overruled that, heat tingling, prickling into his soul with delicious nips of desire. Golden light streamed in where the curtains had not quite closed, splashing off his father's mane, his shoulders, the line of his spine, and Cody could not help but ease his fingers over that tentative ridge of his spine, how everything about his father was so elegant, yet so refined, exactly as it should have been.
His cock throbbed and he should have known how close he was at that moment, though was too inexperienced to truly tell. He didn't know how to feel his cock-tip flaring, pulsing out thickly, inside another body - not yet. But Cody would know as his father taught him the ways of love, over and over again, moaning and whimpering, the two of them, in perfect, lustful unison.
Ken's rump ground more urgently back against him than ever and Cody started, not quick enough to catch the shudder from his own body, the ecstasy that suddenly poured over him. And then he could not stop himself, grabbing at his father's hips, dragging him back onto his hot length of dick as if he could no longer stop himself, grunting and nickering, his eyes wide with the spilling of passion. His cock throbbed, pouring forth load after load, spurt after spurt, hotly virile cum spurting as if there was to be no end to it. Not even Cody could have anticipated the reaction of his body, head whipping up and lip curling back, sifting through the heavier, thicker scents in the air.
Musk. Sweat. Sex. Cum. It was all in the nature of the beast and Cody could not go back once his virginity had been lost, well and truly becoming a stallion as he half-collapsed over his father, panting and heaving deliriously.
"You...did good...son..."
Ken pushed back against him, for he could not hold him in such a position, lips quirking up in a smile. Every stallion had to have their first time, if that suited them, at some point, but he and his son were of a different kind. It was right, for them, if not for others.
But Cody would always know that his father would be the first one that he had "fucked", even if he would only learn later what "making love" was.
There was time, always time. Yet he relaxed, happily, over his father's back, his cock slow to soften, letting drop after drop of the final spurts of delicious seed fill his rump.
A more perfect first time could not be found.
End preview.
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
Thank you for reading! This collection of mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io, with the preview available to read here!
Smashwords:https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1077451
Commiss.io:https://commiss.io/listings/p7wj
Sucking Off His Stallion Son
Luke panted heavily, though he would not be making many sounds for long as he took his son's cock deep into his throat. The stud looked just like him, a younger, more muscled version, yet the equine anthro lusted for him all the same. That bay coat appeared as if it had been dipped in golden chocolate, a rich hue shining forth, enhanced by the sweat of the gym, though the locker room that they were tucked away in the back of was hardly a more private location.
Nico was big and he was dominant, though the paw that rested on the back of Luke's head was firm yet gentle, clutching at his mane, winding his fingers through it almost with a lover's touch. Almost, but not quite, for they were not lovers. No, his wife did not know what he got up to with their adult son and, frankly, that was just the way Luke wanted it, Nico's grey length disappearing down his throat, plugging up his moans in the best of ways.
With his large paws caressing his son's nuts with due reverence, there was no way for Luke to brace, not as Nico grasped his mane, fingers tighter in it, grunting and thrusting, slamming in with the raw abandon of one who knew just how much his father could take. And, oh, how Luke wanted it even more, the thickness of his son's mean empowering him. Although he had not yet stripped out of his gym joggers, the loose fabric obviously revealed the shape and bulge of his hard-on through them, how it jerked and sprung, drooling thickly, wanting so much more than he ever thought he would be able to give it.
"Yeah, dad... Suck it all down..."
His son's voice was so much gruffer, but it was to be expected. He was younger than Luke, of course, but neither of them was young, his son in his prime while he had, to be fair, let himself go a little bit. His gut was a little thicker with the comforts of time but Nico was strong and smooth, every muscle in his abdomen cut and defined with sharp clarity. With a low moan that was muffled around that hot length of stallion-meat, Luke's eyelids fluttered closed, shifting his weight from side to side, resting heavily back on his hooves.
He was right where he needed to be, with his son, only his son, drifting away from any kind of reality. He sucked down that cock as if there was nothing else for him, hungrily devouring it with his lips and tongue, the fleshiness of his tongue teasing wetly up the underside the best he could. It was hard, however, to deliver such pleasure in the way he wanted, with his thighs aching fiercely and his son's thrusts picking up and up, spearing into his mouth with raw, single-minded intent.
"Unff... Fuck, dad..."
Yes, yes... Luke desperately wanted to tell him to cum, to urge him on, but all he could do was huff and gasp through flared nostrils as his son took him more brutishly than ever, lusting for every moment that was allowed to him. His cock ached and drooled, splattering pre-cum over the inside of his pants, his jogging bottoms, but those gym trousers would have to be shoved into a bin somewhere, reeking of his shame, while he changed back into something less cum-stained for the trip home.
Luke didn't mind. Not when it was all for his son's pleasure. Anything for his son's pleasure was more than alright by him, all the lust in the world offering an advantage for their mutual benefit, saliva mixing with pre-cum in his mouth as Nico thrust and thrust. Luke could not care that his legs ached, that his knees connected solidly with the ground as he was forced to thump down, the tiles unkind to his older bones. No, all he wanted to do was to smooth his fingers over the orbs of his son's balls, again and again, the soft flesh begging attention as they practically churned, even then, with every drop of cum that Nico had to offer.
His father felt it, however, as he teetered on the edge of orgasm, nose crushed lightly with stronger, more powerful thrusts of his father's cock, that length shoving its way into his throat with every stroke. It would take what it wanted, regardless of whether he was ready for it, and Luke suckled every drop of it down willingly, the hot spill of creamy pre-cum down his throat a preview for what was to come. Never had he found another male as "leaky" as his son was, yet a cock like that only leaked because it deserved to be pleased, every drop that slopped messily forth splattering and teasing as if it knew the effect it had.
Nico started, tucking his chin down against his chest with a fine arch to his neck, muffling his squeals and nickers of orgasm. His father's cries were, at least, muffled by the thickness of his cock stuffing his throat full, stretching it out, cum pouring down, spurt after heady spurt. The power of it could not be denied and Luke had no desire to let a drop go to waste, his chest tight with the lack of breath as his son held his head down, depositing the stream right down his throat.
"Fuck... I always forget how good you suck cock, dad."
It was a tease and a flirt at the same time, Luke shivering, his son stroking his forelock, tugging at it lightly. The moment softened, though they knew they could not stay there forever, the locker room still too open for that, but they would until Nico's length was spent, his father stroking his paws down the younger stallion's thighs, adoring the virility that, in a way, he did not have to leave behind.
Luke's cock ached, yet the desire to jack off would last until he next got to see his son, always hard, always wanting, never getting what satisfied him elsewhere. Submission, after all, would always be different to an orgasm. Sometimes that was just what he needed.
With his son's cock resting in his mouth, Luke exhaled softly in a puff of air, nostrils flared.
He'd have to set up another time to take his son's cock again very soon...
He didn't know what he'd do without it.
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
End preview.
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
_ _
Thank you for reading! This collection of mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io, with the preview available to read here!
Smashwords:https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1077451
Commiss.io:https://commiss.io/listings/p7wj
Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed by kink!
https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/
All new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!
@alismitsy
I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
If you liked this story, you may also enjoy...
_ _
Stallion Sons & their Frisky Fathers: Collection of gay incest mini stories
Stallion anthros are the most lusty of all, their hard, throbbing...desire peaking for passion. Only, these studs are more interested in their sons and their fathers, coming together in carnal delight, pulsating desire coursing through.
They can't hold it back and, together, they have absolutely no need to. Why sacrifice lust when they have each other there to satisfy them whenever needed?
Author's note: this story contains consensual incest between anthro stallion characters and all characters are adults.
Submitting to His Father: A Stallion Son on His Knees
A stallion son gets on his knees for his stud of a father. He's so strong and so dominant that he just can't help bending the knee, pledging his undying submission to him, letting his father spend load after load right where it belongs.
But to be bridled and shoved down into place, something to be used and abused... Oh, that is the most lustful of all, passion coursing through, driving and throbbing, lust curling to a fever-pitch of a high.
Two stallions at play is a sight to be seen!
Note: this story contains consensual gay incest.
Dominated by Daddy Dom: A Stallion Son Submits
Mon is a lovely paint stallion, an adult and yet he has not had his first time. He needs some fun and his dear ol' dad is more than happy to show his lithe, svelte lad a good time as he takes his virginity and trains him in just what Daddy Dom likes in a blowjob. And then there's some stallion nut-licking to take care of too...
There's much for the inexperienced to learn and Mon is fortunate to have the best muscle-stud in his father to lead him into sexual lust!
Please note that this story contains erotic scenes of consensual incest between adult characters.
Infatuated with His Father: Stud Stallions Sweating it Up
Tristin and Quinn's relationship goes a little beyond what is usual for a father and son, though it is all to be believed while they take advantage of one another's bodies. They can't do it at home often, not with Tristin living away, but he knows what he wants and what he can drop to his knees for, that girthy length of meat calling him on time after time again.
At the gym, however, there's time at the end of the day, privacy to enjoy each other, sweating it up in the musky lust of it all to find such pleasure. Father and son stallions come together with moans of passion unlike anything else as Tristin allows his father to dominate him. There may be nothing better than his father's fingers twisted into his mane but he lusts for him all the more he is "forced" to do what the older, experienced stallion has in mind for him...
Lust between father and son should never be restrained.
Lust for Family Lads: A collection of male incest erotica
The lads of families, all of the anthro persuasion, can only come together to act out their kinky, sordid passions where no one can see, but that doesn't mean that they're not willing to take a few risks too in the name of incestual delights. They have their needs to fulfil, after all, whether anthro orca or anthro horse, and their passions are best sought out with bated breath and lustful gasps.
No pleasures are forbidden between those in the same family, whether brothers or father and son... Yet who will submit? That, indeed, remains to be seen!
This collection contains the following mini-stories:
Brothers in Lust
Buffalo Bros
Fatherly Submission
Role Swapping Brothers
Working Out with His Father