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How am I supposed to catch up on homework after a sex-filled weekend? I get off with my best friend and his father, they teach me how to suck my own cock, I go ballistic blowing myself because my dad and twin brothers are away, they come home from a soccer competition and get straight into full on sex with my dad and the twins. We seem to have formed an exclusive self-suck group. After blowing so many times my cock is so sore, but I still give myself a goodnight blowjob and taste Gunther’s hot arse and Dad and Conrad's combined cum. I cannot last with this potent mixture and spew a small but tasty load into my mouth. My fingers are still working overtime on my hot hole. Gunther was a hot fuck and that is what I want; I want my dad's big cock fucking me into the next week and beyond and then the twins can go to town with me as well. How the hell do I control myself? Am I supposed to just act normal? Am I going to get any mid week visits from them? I can't wait to tell Marty; or has Marty already been there with my brothers or even my dad? My cock swells again at the thought. I cannot cum anymore and my cock swings slowly onto my six-pack stomach, thickening slowly and painfully. My dad sticks his head in the doorway and says, "For fuck's sake, Max, go to bed and leave it alone." He laughs as he says this and wishes me goodnight. He comes back and says, "Max, I don't want you blowing any load until Sunday, think you can do it? Big ask I know, son, but when you blow on Sunday I want it to be special. You know I'm going to fuck you, don't you, son?" By now he has come into my room and his right hand has moved to his tight jockey briefs, which barely contains his hard cock. My own cock has completely stiffened and the pain of too many orgasms is quickly forgotten. I get off my bed and throw myself at his knees. He pushes me away and says, "No, Max. I'm serious. No cumming for either of us until next Sunday. I know you can do it, focus on your gymnastics and schoolwork. Your brothers are under the same order and they don't let me down. I can trust you, can't I, Max?" "Yeah, sure Dad, but can't we start it tomorrow?" My hard cock is aching with impatience. I suddenly realize what dad has said about gymnastics. "Dad, I have a competition next weekend. Will that make any difference to Sunday's plans?" "Not a chance. Sunday will be our special day." I groan, this news just turns me on even more and my hand strays to my hard cock. I am still kneeling. My dad orders me to leave my cock alone or Sunday will not happen. I quit stroking: Sunday means too much. I return to my bed and my cock rests on my stomach. I am not going to jeopardize my first fuck with dad. My mind swirls with thoughts of next Sunday and I drift of to sleep with my cock throbbing softly against my stomach. The whole week passes slowly and agonizingly horny for me. I have to will myself through every day and Marty doesn't make it any easier, teasing me in the locker room at school. The twins are just as bad, walking around the house in jockey briefs with huge hard-ons. They know they are getting to me but I am determined to blow a fountain on Sunday with my dad’s huge thick cock up my arse. I have to tell myself all the time: no sex thoughts! My mouth really misses my cock and my arse misses my fingers. Sex is working overtime in my head. My cock gets so hard that walking creates a rubbing sensation between my cockhead and my now-wet jockstrap. I have to walk slowly so as not to blow my own load. I so want to cum but cannot do that until Sunday. My cock will just not quit on me and it takes every effort to walk around without shooting in my shorts. Sunday is definitely too far away. At my final training session on Friday, I am not concentrating and miss my first vault. I land heavily on my right ankle and know straight away I have done serious damage. I start wailing like a big fucking girl, because man it fucking hurt! Coach and the others rush over to me and fuss about. Coach has this disgusted look on his face and I know I have just ruined our competition hopes on the weekend. The guys help me up and get me over to the infirmary. My mind is in a blur with all the pain and the next few hours rush by with a visit to the hospital and getting my ankle strapped heavily. It is not broken but I have badly torn ligaments. My dad turns up and takes me home, hobbling on crutches. When I get home he sends me to bed with my leg propped up. The next day the pain has subsided but I still feel guilty over probably ruining the team's chances. Dad comes in to talk to me and gets into my bed. He pulls me to him closely and asks how I am and do I need anything. I am still pretty low and it takes me a while before I realize his hands are wandering all over my chest. My cock has started to thicken in my boxer shorts. Dad says, "I think Sunday has come a day early. What do you think, Max? Want to spend the day in bed with your dad?" I groan my agreement as his hand finds my stiff cock. His moves his lips to mine and we kiss deeply. His lips move slowly down my chest and start flicking at my nipples. My groaning has gotten louder and I have to warn him that my cock wants to blow. He keeps licking my chest, flicking through the fine hair, working his way south to my hard cock, which, I am sure, has grown an extra inch in the last 5 minutes. I put my hands in his hair and caress him gently. I urge his head further south and suddenly feel his tongue licking my cockhead. I have to steel myself not to cum and I focus on the pain in my right ankle. That does the trick and my focus is no longer on the hot mouth swimming around my cockhead. I can help it and my eyes watch as my dad lifts my cock from my stomach. He turns to look up at me and smiles, as he descends down my rock hard cock shaft. I have to brace myself for this cocksucking onslaught. His left hand is fondling my cum-filled balls, tickling them gently. I feel my cum bubbling closer to the boiling point and want to ram his hot mouth all the way down my cock. He works slowly down the shaft, swirling his hot tongue around and around. Suddenly he stops. Raising his head from my crotch he looks up and says, "Time to take a break, Max. You need some breakfast and I need some coffee. The twins are out at soccer training, so we have all morning before they join us and I can't let you blow before they join us. Okay?" His face is twitching in a smile as he says this, knowing he is teasing my tingling body. I am at his mercy and can only say a soft, "Okay, dad". He gets off my bed and I notice his cock is stiff against his body, encased in his tight white briefs. His body glistens with the sweat of his last five-minute exertion sucking my cock. I don't know if I can last until the twins make it home. Dad brings me breakfast in bed and we make idle talk about school and my injury. I am lying there naked and my focus at all times is on my dad's hot body and throbbing cock which has created a leak spot on his briefs. While talking our hands are lightly caressing each other. After we finish our breakfast, dad joins me back on the bed and now it is my turn to swing on the thick fat fucker of his. My lips stretch to the limit to take in his size and my head buzzes with the lack of oxygen that happens when he slams his pole down my throat. His hands grip my head and he starts to slowly fuck my mouth. His hands running through my hair turn me on and I feel my cock swell with the intense pleasure. I can almost feel his smile in the way his cock leaps in my mouth. He whispers, "Not too much fun, Max. Remember: no blowing until the twins come home." My mouth utters agreements and I continue my sucking expedition. "Of course you realize, Max, that I am allowed to cum whenever I feel like it, so you can get ready for your first load because I am getting close." My head swirls with this news and I become more eager in my cocksucking. I foolishly try to turn and the pain in my ankle brings me back to reality. My dad adjusts his hunky body and props me against the headboard of my bed. He is now able to squat in front of me and feed me his cock. I am groaning with so much pleasure I must sound like a second rate porn star. My dad guides my hand to his arse and moves it around to his slicked arsehole. "Finger me hard while I get ready to blow Max, finger me hard son," my dad orders me. I shove my index finger in hard and he pushes more inches into my already cock-packed mouth. He starts moaning and telling me to suck his cock harder and I shove another finger up his arse. My breathing is becoming ragged as his cock blocks my airwaves. He starts fucking my mouth with short sharp strokes, moaning loudly as I shove another finger up his tight hole. "I'm going to cum, Max, I'm going to shoot my load, son, get ready, get ready, get ready, fuck here it comes. Oh fuck!" he yells. My mouth is overloaded with his hot silky cum. I cough as he fills me with his seed. I can't control my throat and start gagging, all the time my fingers are working overtime in his arse and he keeps plowing his cock into my mouth. He slows his fucking motion down and I feel his cock soften slightly. He is still moaning about what a great cocksucker I am. I release my fingers from his arse and he rolls over to lie down on the bed. His chest is heaving with exertion and I notice that my cock is drooling pre-cum. Dad rests for a while as I get the chance to swirl my tongue around the mess that is my mouth. The insides of my mouth and throat are coated with my dad's thick creamy yet silky cum. The taste makes me want to cream my own load and I inch closer to shooting. I have to restrain myself for what I know will be the main course when the twins arrive home. Hope you enjoyed this next installment in Max's life. Please email any thoughts or ideas to me at twincest@hotmail.com