On My Face

Dad's fingers tighten in my hair and pull. My spine arches obediently, as he pulls my mouth off his cock, as Mom continues to savagely ram my ass. I sway with the harsh crack! of Mom's hips against my ass, as Dad's cock pulses in front of my face.

The first thick rope of cum hits me in the face, striping from my hairline down one side of my nose and across my mouth to my chin. I close my eyes and obediently take it. Stripe after stripe, one stripe after another, Dad unloads his heavy balls.

It takes a bit for him to finish, but by the time he does, my entire face is drenched. I can't see anything, if I open my eyes I would simply have Dad's cum in them. I wait as Dad pulls my hair, wiping his last drops off on the side of my head, finally.

“That's it, faggot, this is all you're good for,” Dad tells me firmly, “So, now.” Dad reminds me of the question he asked me, as Mom's fingers continue to clamp down on my hips. Her thick rod slams to the hilt inside of my ass as they wait for me.

“Would you like that, faggot?” Dad repeats the question, and I sense he's looking down at me. “You want this to be your life?” The expectation fills my ears. The way Mom continues to grip my hips and pound my ass, the tone of Dad's voice.

The truth settles on me. No matter what happens, I'll always remember what happens for the next seven days, knowing my parents have used me, my best friend has used me, knowing the twins will use me, and many of my friends will, too.

I don't think about the disappointment they'd feel if they had to give this up. Clearly Mom and Dad are enjoying this me. Mom's hips crack against my own with a slap, as she continues fucking my ass, even while they wait for me to respond.

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