The moment our lips connected with a kiss, it was as if a weight had been lifted. The tender touches continued until Canyon sat between my legs, pulled out the cock that made him, and got my erection better acquainted with his mouth. It was a sight to behold, looking down at my own son so eager to devour my erection in its entirety. Hearing Canyon groan as I tickled his hairless hole with my full beard turned me on so much. It made my tongue push past his sphincter to taste his sweet ass. With the wet, sloppy sounds from tongue fucking paired with the pleasure-laced moans that escaped Canyon’s lips filling the room, it shouldn’t have surprised me when I turned to see that his brother Dylan stumbled upon us. Despite the session starting out between me and Canyon, I took every chance I had once Dylan joined us to pause and revel in the strong connection both of my boys had between each other. Proud they followed in their father’s footsteps. The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree as I waved Dylan over to take my place, rimming his brother’s hole. I leaned in for a kiss, muffling the boy’s moans as his sibling’s tongue worked over that pucker so well it made Canyon’s toes curl. I got to say, sharing my firstborn’s tight hole with the son I never knew I had was an experience that only brought all of us closer.
