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   Morning With Wife and Joey



   By Dar



   I lazily laid on the bed, wearing only my rather snug white briefs.  My
dick was flaccid, but I had a pretty sizeable package that a was
complimented by a pair of walnut-sized, low-hanging balls that were clearly
outlined by the thin cotton fabric of my briefs.  I gotta admit that it was
quite a nice view--my abs were dusted by the finest gold fuzz that gave way
to a deliciously inviting treasure trail that began just below my belly
button and disappeared beneath the white elastic band of my briefs.  My
legs and thighs were also covered by the same gold fuzz, which grew longer
and darker as they neared my crotch.  I laid there, vulnerable and exposed,
basking in the cool breeze drifting through the open window.  Joey, our
year-old son, laid next to me snuggled in his warm and fuzzy Barney-themed
blanket.  He looked so adorable, just lying there next to me, his angelic
face--a testament to his carefree world.  Amanda, my wife, would sometimes
take our son out of his crib early in the morning when he'd wake up crying
and lay him on our bed for a while so that he'd fall asleep again.

   Suddenly I felt our son stir in his blanket and saw that he'd already
woken up and was happily sucking on his thumb.  I turned around and kissed
his forehead and said a playful "good morning" to him.  Joey lifted his
little slimy thumb and put it right in from of my mouth as if inviting me
to suck on it.  I smiled and gave his little thumb a kiss and then lightly
bit with my lips and help it there for a few seconds until he pulled away
from my soft grip.  He must have thought it was hilarious because he had
the biggest grin on his face and once again held his little wet thumb
daring me to bite it again.  This time, however, I bit it gently with my
teeth and sucked on his slippery thumb a little.  He seemed startled and
quickly pulled away and gave me and inquisitive look.  I kissed his
forehead once again before lying beside him again.  Joey quickly pulled his
blanket away and I realized that he was stark naked.  He climbed on top of
me, his baby bottom resting on my abdomen, ever so lightly brushing the
head of my dick through my underwear.  I also loved the softness of his
naked little legs brushing up against my sides.  He kept horsing around on
top of me and he kept unintentionally brushing up against my now slightly
plump member.  I felt guilty that I was allowing myself to become aroused
by my son, but I didn't try to get Joey off me--I was enjoying the
situation too much.

   I pushed my baby boy closer to my now semi-erect member and started
rubbing his naked legs.  Joey just stayed there, looking and me with a
contented smile, probably thinking that it was play time with Daddy.  It
must have been an obscene sight--my little boy sitting directly on top of
my now straining member, the only thing separating us being the thin cotton
fabric of my briefs.  I could still hear the shower going in the bathroom,
and I knew that Amanda loved to take long hot showers, particularly in the
mornings when she did not have to work--I had plenty of time to enjoy with
my son.  My son's tiny ball sack was resting on my treasure trial, and I
was fascinated by the contrast between my developed body and his tiny,
hairless genitals.  My thoughts at that moment were not of outright lust
for my one year-old, more than anything else it was curiosity and
fascination towards my son's undeveloped body.

   I started to gently fondle my son's genitals, paying particular
attention to his tiny nutsack, which actually seemed rather large for a
year-old, a family trait, I suppose, as I have a heavy, full set of balls
as well.  I tugged gently at his nutsack, and I loved seeing how his tiny
balls moved around and readjusted every time I would let go of my grip. 
Though I hand't been paying particular attention to his little pecker, it
had grown substantially and the tip the little pink head was showing a
little bit as the foreskin retracted from the head.  I took his little
member between my index finger and my thumb and started to gently
masturbate my baby boy.  Joey was paying close attention to what I was
doing to him and just stayed there, motionless as I fondled his undeveloped
genitals.  Almost instinctively, my boy reached behind him and started
running his tiny hands along my lightly fuzzy inner thighs.  My dick was
now fully hard and throbbing against Joey's bottom and I just wished that
that he would instead massage my cream-filled and heavy balls.  I was
tempted to pull my balls out and rub his little hand on them, but I didn't
know if I should take things that far yet.  I wanted to let Joey take his
time in exploring his father's body.

   As I was stroking his stiff little nail suddenly I had a perverted idea:
I readjusted my son just below my hips to reveal my straining package.  I
then pulled down my elastic waistband just enough to reveal my aching
member, which had already started oozing out copious amount of precum
straight from my heavy nuts.  Joey's infant pecker was now rested directly
on top of my thick shaft.  I collected some of my nut juice on my fingers
and used it to lubricate my baby's little shaft.  I then took hold of both
my adult-sized dick and Joey's little nail and started to slowly masturbate
both our members.  I was hard as hell and in need of unloading my balls but
I didn't wanna cum yet--I wanted this to last a bit longer.  As I continued
stroking our shafts together all of a sudden I realized that my wife was
already finished with her hot shower and she would be coming out any
minute. I quickly lifted my son off me and laid him next to me, and put his
blanket back on him, and I laid on my stomach as to hide my erection from
my wife as if nothing had ever happened.  I sure didn't wanna have to
explain to my wife why our son was sitting atop my raging boner.  Surely
enough, a couple minutes later my wife came out in her sheer bath robe, her
hard nipples nicely tenting the thin, sheer fabric.  I could also get a
nice view of her slightly trimmed bush.

   "Morning, honey.  Has Joey been up for long?"

   "Nah..." I said, "He woke up just a few minutes ago."

   "O.k.  Well, I'm done in there in case you need to use the bathroom. 
Sorry I took so long," she said apologetically.

   "That's ok, sweetheart.  I haven't been up for long either," I lied. 
Next I felt her weight on the bed and she did something that I sure wasn't
expecting: She grabbed a hold of my nuts and said in a low voice, "Honey,
we need to take care of this." Before I could say anything she pulled my
nutsack out and started rolling my balls in her hand.  I didn't say
anything and instead opened my legs some more to give her easier access to
my treasure.
"Babe...  these are so heavy...," she said in a low, almost husky
whisper.  "I bet there's a lot of cum in them." I was pleasantly surprised
by her fondling but something seemed a little off about her.  Our baby boy
was lying right next to me but she continued massaging my nuts as if she
didn't mind him being there at all.  I wasn't sure what the hell was going
on but I certainly wasn't gonna say anything to her.  It made me hot
thinking that my one year-old baby boy was lying right next to me, wide
awake as his mommy worked on my nuts.  I then felt a finger going under the
elastic fabric and lightly circling my fuzzy asshole.  I shuddered with

pleasure as she did this to me.

   "Joey, sweetie, come sit here with mommy."

   "What?," I thought, "did I hear right?" I wasn't sure what to think, I
turned my head and looked and my wife inquisitively but she said nothing,
and instead continued to rub and probe the most intimate part of my
anatomy. I could swear however, that she had a look on her face that I had
not seen before...  it was a look of total perversion, and I found it
incredibly arousing.  I said nothing and rested my head back on the pillow.


   "Come here, baby.  I wanna show you something," she continued calling
our son.  Shortly after I felt Joey stir on my side and moved over to where
his mom was.  "Here Joey," she said, and then I felt little fingers gently
tugging at my balls.  I immediately turned my head and saw that my wife had
grabbed our son's tiny and had placed it on my balls.  It's hard to
describe what was going through my mind, but it was a combination of
disbelief and total perversion.  My wife, Amanda was making our child rub
his daddy's adult balls--It was hot beyond belief.  She then let go of
Joey's arm but he kept fondling my balls, all while my wife was now working
on getting my throbbing member out through the leg opening of my briefs.  I
felt her struggle because my dick was so engorged that it was a bit
difficult for her to bend it just enough to pull it out.  Once she
succeeded at pulling it out, she started to slowly, but firmly stroke my
pulsating shaft.  She must have noticed the copious amounts of precum
because I felt her run a slender finger over my leaking piss-slit,
collecting some of the gooey nectar with her motion.

   "Here, Joey, give me your finger," I heard my wife say to our son, and
then I felt a smaller finger run over my leaking piss-slit.  Was this
really happening?  Was our son collecting his father sticky ooze?  "Use it
here, baby," I then heard, and felt Joey's tiny finger run his sticky
finger around his father's hole, expertly guided my wife.  I could not help
letting out a muffled moan and propping my ass up to allow Joey and my wife
a more unrestricted access to my hole.  All this time my wife had a firm
grip on my meat, slowly going up and down my shaft to ensure that she and
Joey had a steady supply of my man-made lube.

   "How does that feel, honey?  Is Joey doing a good job back there?  Just
make sure you don't cum yet, cause Joey still has a lot more of play time
with his Daddy." I still wasn't replying anything to my wife.  I just
didn't know what to say to her.  This all seemed too surreal to be really
happening, and I was afraid that if I said a word I would somehow break
this spell and my wife would still be in the shower and our son lying next
to me.

   "I know your balls probably feel like bursting, honey, but you gotta
hold it for Joey.  If you feel like you are about to cum and can't hold it
anymore, tell us and we'll stop for a bit," said my wife.

   "Ok.." I sheepishly replied to her.

   "Here honey," she said to Joey, "get some more of daddy's juice so that
your finger is all slippery.  We're gonna do something that Daddy's really
gonna like." Again, I felt our son's little finger collect some more of my
nut juice.  "Now, we gotta put your little infer inside Daddy." Fuck, my
own year-old son is gonna stick his precum-covered finger inside my ass.  I
then felt my wife part my cheeks some more to give our young son plenty of
access to his dad's furry hole.  I shuddered as I felt Joey's little finger
probing inside my ass.  I was so turned on that I reached down to grab my
dick and bring myself to an orgasm, but my wife still had a firm grip on my
meat so I desperately tried to motion her fist to stroke me faster and
harder, but she quickly pulled my and away and said, "Not yet, you can't
come yet, honey."

   "Ok, Joey, that's enough.  You'll make daddy cum if you keep doing that.
Daddy can't cum yet." Joey obviously couldn't understand what his mom was
saying to him, so he stopped only when she held his little hand back.  I
was disappointed because I really wanted to cum right there and then.  But
at the same time I was glad because that meant that I would enjoy our
playtime longer.  "Turn around now, honey," my wife commanded.  I now laid
on my back with my legs wide open, exposing my low hanging balls and
engorged member in all their glory.  My furry hole was now hidden from view
by my low hangers, however--not for long.  My wife lifted my heavy balls to
expose my throbbing anus.  It must have looked gorgeous, pink and dusted
with dark blond pubes, matted with my own precum.  "Don't you wanna kiss
it, Joey?  I bet it would make daddy feel really good if you give his
poo-poo a big, wet kiss." My wife then motioned our son to go down between
my legs.  "Open up your cheeks for our son, David," ordered my wife and I
obediently complied by lifting legs up and parting my cheeks with both my
hands to give unrestricted access to our son.  My wife held my balls up to
expose my pink pucker hole to our son, but once he'd found it she let my
heavy nuts fall obscenely on Joey's little forehead, and started stroking
me while our baby ate my ass.  I guess my wife must have felt my cock swell
up and my balls recede from Joey's forehead, a sign of my nearing orgasm.
She acted quickly and got Joey off my ass and stopped her stroking before
it was too late and sprayed my seed all over myself.  I put my legs down
and just laid there for a little while with my eyes closed, still trying to
process all that was happening.

   "Look at how big and veiny your daddy's dick is, Joey," said my wife
holding my engorged member straight up in front of our young son.  "Feel
it, honey," she said as she grabbed his tiny hand and wrapped it around my
erection under her own adult hand.  She now started to slowly masturbate me
using little Joey's little hand.  I loved the feeling of his tiny hand on
my monstrous erection, and I loved starring into my wife's lust-filled eyes
as she motioned her son to masturbate his own father.  I was so fucking
stimulated that more copious amounts of precum started oozing out from my
piss-slit, and Amanda readily used my ooze to lube my cock as our son
continued to slowly masturbate me.  I felt as if I could spray my seed
anytime, but I fought my boiling cum from spraying all over my wife's and
son's hands because I wanted it to last for as long as possible.

   "Joey, use your other hand to play with daddy's balls," said my wife to
our tiny toddler, and she took a hold of his free hand and cupped my balls
with it.  She motioned his tiny hand to roll my walnut-sized nuts in their
fuzzy sack.  My son's little fingers felt so good on my cream-filled balls
that I let out a rather loud, animalistic moan.  My son was, with his mom's
help, milking my aching balls, draining them of all my pent up nut juice.
It was so hot watching both my wife and young son working so earnestly on
my aching genitals.  And just went I thought that this incestuous scene
could not get any hotter, it did--my wife took my stiff rod into her mouth
and began to lovingly nurse it, savoring all of my flowing juices.  She
then let go of my juicy dick and I saw a trail of spit fall on my balls,
almost in slow motion, as her mouth left my member.

   "Here baby, it's your turn now.  Taste your daddy's pee-pee." Was she
serious?  Was she really gonna let our year-old toddler suck my monstrous
piece of meat?  And just when I was taken aback in disbelief, she pushed
our son's head towards my slimy knob.  Instinctively, or perhaps after
watching his mommy do it, our toddler took part of my bulbous cockhead into
his tiny, wet mouth.  My son was now pleasuring me to the best of his
ability.  My wife, knowing exactly what I wanted, said to my son: "Now suck
on your daddy's balls, Joey.  Your daddy's balls hurt because they are
filled with cream and he needs to let all of his daddy cream out.  But if
you kiss and suck on his balls they won't hurt as much." Joey couldn't
possibly comprehend what was going on being only a year old, but my wife
must have know how turned on I was by hearing her say those forbidden
things to our son.  Of course, Joey's sucking on my goo-filled balls wasn't
gonna make the aching go away, the added stimulation was only gonna make
them ache even more.  My wife obviously knew this.  What she really wanted
was torture me by bringing me even closer to the edge.  My wife held my
sack in her palm, and motioned Joey to start licking on them first.  My son
obediently started licking my nuts, my blond ball hairs ticking his little
nose.  "Put them in your mouth, baby," my wife said, and took one of my
balls in her mouth and rolled it with her tongue to show Joey how to do it.
"Here, you suck on the other one, honey." My son, having a much smaller
mouth, struggled to get even just one ball in his little mouth, so my
loving wife helped push my left nut inside my son's mouth.  My sons' mouth
was completely stuffed with my left nut, and he wasn't even able to close
his lips around it.  It was a beautiful and perverted sight--my 30 year old
wife and my 1 year old son, each taking one of my nuts in their mouths at
the same time, my wife deliciously and expertly milking my right nut, while
my son struggled to keep my left nut in his salivating mouth.

   "Joey, let's make daddy feel really good now," my wife said to my son as
she motioned him to go back to my slimy know.  "You can cum anytime you
want now, honey, you've been a good daddy." I needed no further
encouragement.  I let go of all my inhibitions and just concentrated on
Joey's tiny mouth obscenely stretch out around my big rod.  My wife
increased her speed and was now making Joey squeeze my balls even
harder--it was almost painful but I would not have stopped her for anything
in the world.  I then suddenly felt that very familiar feeling of cum being
drained from my aching balls and traveling up my shaft.

   "Cum, cum in your baby's mouth," my wife said encouragingly.  "Fill his
little mouth with the seed that made him.  Drain your balls in his mouth,
David.  Feed your son with your semen." It was too much, I came with
abandon.  My cum immediately flooded our toddler's mouth.  Rope after rope
of copious amounts of creamy ball-batter filled my son's infant mouth. 
There was so much cum that cum started dripping from the corner of his
mouth, and my wife readily slurped up the leaking cum so that none of the
precious fluid was wasted.  Finally, after so much ball-torture, the
pressure in my balls was finally released--my now softening cock finally
receding from my toddler's spunk-filled mouth, and my freak of a wife,
circling a cum-stained finger around my anus.  I was in heaven.

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