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chanyeol was not kidding when he said that he would fuck him everyday. the days after consisted of baekhyun getting fucked by his son in every possible corner of the house – both of their beds, of course, the bathroom, the sofa in the living room, the kitchen again. chanyeol even tried getting touchy with him out in the pool, but baekhyun was too much of a coward. or maybe just scared their nosy neighbors would hear him moan and accuse him of having an affair while his wife was out of town – not that it was far from the truth anyway. although the thought did turn him on – water splashing around them while his son fucked him senseless in the open for the whole neighborhood to hear.
the duo would sleep in the same bed most of the time, either with baekhyun in chanyeol's room or the other way around. baekhyun even woke his son in the morning by giving him a blowjob every once in a while; he loved his son's cock twitching inside his mouth while he slept, loved knowing that he could please him even during his sleep. and when chanyeol woke up, huge cock engulfed in his father's mouth, they would start their morning with baekhyun getting his face fucked and his pussy eaten.
or they would shower together to clean up after their sexcapades, only to end up with their hands on each other again.
perhaps it all was slowly getting out of hand, they were aware, but they didn't care. it felt too good to care.
even now they sat on the couch together, baekhyun sitting on chanyeol's lap as they made out, baekhyun's shirt already discarded on the floor. chanyeol was not even wearing anything but boxers in the first place, muscles on display for his father's eyes to feast on, bulge showing easily through the thin material of his boxers.
baekhyun had just started kissing chanyeol's neck, tongue out to lick and teeth nibbling on the soft flesh when his phone rang beside them, a familiar custom ringtone coming from the speakers.
his wife.
he wanted to let it ring, ignore it and maybe call back later, at another time of the day. a time in which he was not busy grinding his ass against their son's hard-on. he kept kissing his son's neck, but chanyeol gave him a pat on his back to stop him. "you don't wanna pick up, dad?"
"no," baekhyun said, tongue coming out to lick a stripe from his collarbone up to his jaw. chanyeol let out a sigh of satisfaction, hand going lower until it was on his father's hip. "but it's mom."
baekhyun paused, yet kept his face buried in chanyeol's neck, sighing. he hadn't called his wife in about a week, so he should have known that it was about time she would call him herself. "I'll just call her back."
"you should pick up," chanyeol said, grabbing the ringing phone from beside them, "she probably misses you."
baekhyun could snort at the irony. not like he was quite literally currently cheating on her with their own son.
"alright," baekhyun sighed and grabbed the phone, "but you keep quiet."
chanyeol simply gave him a smile and nodded.
once he finally picked up the ringing phone, he was greeted by the cheerful tone of his wife on the other line, exclaiming how much she missed him. she even whined around a bit, asking why he didn't bother to call her, but all he did was apologize without giving her a proper reason. not that he could tell her he was busy getting railed in every possible corner of the house by the son they had raised together.
she started small talk with him, asked him about the past few days in which he didn't contact her, and baekhyun had to go the lengths to make up a few lies here and there.
chanyeol behaved for the first bit of the phone call, kept quiet and simply held him in place by the waist, but at some point baekhyun felt his son's hands going up and down his curves, caressing the naked skin with his rough hands teasingly with a mischievous glint in his eyes. baekhyun shot him a look, a warning, because he knew that at the end of the day, he was weak to his son's touches, but chanyeol didn't seem to mind and simply smiled at him, running shapes over his fathers's naked back.
"how's chanyeol doing?" she finally asked, and baekhyun almost cursed when he felt the younger's hand sneak into his underwear to knead his ass under the material. his hand was almost big enough to cover the entirety of his ass with his palm, and the thought of it made baekhyun shudder in want.
"he's.. good. doing good." baekhyun's breath hitched, but chanyeol kept a straight face while he started to probe his dad's rim with his middle finger.
baekhyun knew what he was doing, why he wanted him to pick up the phone right in the middle of their makeout session. he wanted to see how far he can go without his mom noticing anything.
"oh.. yes? have you guys managed to spend some time together until now?"
"a lot." baekhyun bit his lip.
chanyeol could barely stop the smirk on his face when his hand slipped out of his father's underwear. baekhyun thought it was the end to his antics, but instead, his son brought his hand to his face to push three fingers into his mouth.
"oh, I'm glad, love. I know you guys didn't get to have that much alone time while I was there."
baekhyun heard the smile in her voice. she started talking about some random things that have happened in the country side the past few days, but baekhyun can barely listen. all he can do is obediently suck on chanyeol's thick, rough fingers that were inside his mouth. he swirled his tongue around the fingertips, licked on the sides while chanyeol pushed them deeper into his mouth bit by bit. treated them like a cock.
"good boy," chanyeol whispered.
baekhyun felt his cock twitch in his pants at the praise. the mere thought of doing something so wrong with his wife on the other line, unsuspecting and unknowing of his unfaithful acts, turned him on so much.
he swirled his tongue around the digits while his wife talked, he could barely listen, too focused on parting the fingers with his tongue, quietly sucking on single digits without ever breaking eye contact with chanyeol.
his son looked at him with pupils fully blown, bottom lip caught between his teeth, gaze alternating between looking into his father's puppy eyes and the sinful sight of his thick, rough fingers going in and out of his warm mouth. he gently pushed the fingers deeper into baekhyun's mouth, before thrusting them in and out quietly. baekhyun started bobbing his head up and down the fingers, so eager to have his mouth filled with anything as long as it was chanyeol doing it to him. it was hard not to make any noise.
"love, are you even listening to me?"
chanyeol pulled the fingers out of his father's mouth instantly, a wet popping sound leaving his lips which his thankfully wife didn't seem to notice.
"y-yes, of course. sorry." he said, trying to hide his disappointment now that chanyeol's fingers were no longer on his tongue.
in the meantime, baekhyun felt chanyeol's hands running down his curves, up and down his naked upper body until his saliva-soaked fingers ultimately slipped into his underwear, straight to circle his rim.
"chanyeol!" baekhyun gasped in surprise, eyes widening. he had expected him to touch him, maybe squeeze and knead his ass here and there. but he did not expect chanyeol to go straight to his rim, finger wet with his own saliva.
"chanyeol?" he heard his wife from the phone's speaker, "what about him?"
"u-uh–" baekhyun stammered, breath hitching when he felt chanyeol sinking the tip of his middle finger into his pussy, a smug smirk on his son's face. it was hard not to react when he felt the saliva-slicked finger slowly going in deeper inside of him.
"chanyeol. he's here." baekhyun repeated, trying to keep his calm while his son started to caress his walls from inside teasingly. chanyeol put his other hand on his father's bare chest, rough fingertips running over his burning skin, teasing him by occasionally brushing over his hardening nipples. baekhyun tried his hardest not to wince when he felt the friction on his sensitive nipples.
"y-your mom is on the phone, yeol. won't you say hi?"
he could hear how excited his wife was to hear about chanyeol, urged him to pass the phone over to their son that she missed so much, so she could catch up with him. chanyeol looked somewhat bummed to know he had to stop his antics for now, but little did he know that that was exactly what baekhyun wanted. it was cruel of chanyeol to tease him like that, knowing that his wife was right there to hear everything if a single sound escaped his lips.
the thought of doing the same to him excited baekhyun– would chanyeol be able to keep quiet with his cock inside his father's magical mouth?
"hi, mom." chanyeol greeted once he had snatched the phone from his father, the finger still inside him and joined by another one baekhyun had lubed up with his spit earlier; he shallowly moved them in and out, gently curled one finger at a time in the tightness while baekhyun tried to keep his whines from spewing. chanyeol was doing the bare minimum, and still the father found himself becoming weak, the feeling of being filled, even if with two fingers only felt so good.
because it was chanyeol. it was chanyeol's fingers stroking his insides.
about a minute into the conversation with his mother was when baekhyun could not take any more of his son's teasing. he could feel his cock coming to life in his boxers, leaking precum and forming a dark patch on the fabric. baekhyun was so turned on by the tension of the situation, especially considering that chanyeol was fingering him while on the line with his wife– which meant he was not allowed to make any noise, not allowed to react even with thick fingers reaching into his sensitive pussy.
he couldn't take it.
baekhyun bit his lip, reaching back to grab chanyeol's wrist to stop him from thrusting the fingers any deeper into him.
chanyeol raised his eyebrow at his father once his hand was completely taken out of the confines of his father's boxers, and before he could even question what the hell baekhyun was doing, his dad climbed off his lap and kneeled down on the floor, spreading his son's legs and put his face right between them. his son wasn't the only one who knew how to tease.
"yes, mom," chanyeol mumbled, watching baekhyun confusedly. baekhyun wasn't sure if he was even listening at this point. his wife knew how to keep a conversation going, found things to talk about even if there was nothing left to talk about. chanyeol could end up sitting there for hours having to listen to her.
the father placed his hands on chanyeol's thighs, dainty fingers reaching into the hem of his boxers and stroking his skin. he leaned in, eyes looking back up at chanyeol innocently, before softly mouthing at the bulge in his boxers without a word.
chanyeol visibly stiffened at what he did; baekhyun was stroking his thighs up and down, fabric-covered bulge in his warm mouth, tongue occasionally coming out to lick across his cock- all while he talked to his mother on his phone. he started taking the head into his mouth, sucked on it through the boxers.
baekhyun felt some sense of pride within him, seeing chanyeol biting down on his lip while watching.
"yeah, don't worry. he's been taking care of me well." chanyeol said, reaching down to forcefully push his father's head down onto his boxers without a warning. baekhyun whined, but chanyeol held him in place, face pressed against his clothed, half-hard cock.
baekhyun felt delirious. chanyeol was not supposed to take the lead; baekhyun was supposed to tease him, get him on edge while he was on the phone. and yet here he was again, at his son's mercy.
he breathed in his son's scent, took whatever he felt nudging his lips into his mouth. he sucked on the fabric, in hopes of somehow pleasing chanyeol with his mouth.
"he makes sure I don't feel lonely while you're not here, mom." chanyeol said, pushing baekhyun's face off his lap by the forehead.
chanyeol took his boxers off with one hand, lifting himself off the couch with his other hand still holding the phone against his ear. baekhyun almost salivated when his hard cock sprung free, big and thick, appearing even bigger from the angle baekhyun was in. chanyeol grabbed his own cock, stroked it to get himself even harder. his huge hands wrapped around the shaft like it was nothing, while baekhyun almost struggled to keep his fingers wrapped around chanyeol's thick cock whenever he was fully hard.
the father looked at chanyeol with wide, innocent and lustful eyes, face right in front of the cock as he waited for any signs to finally be allowed to take his cock in his mouth like he had initially planned to.
"caters to all my needs as well. day and night." chanyeol said, slapping his cock against baekhyun's cheek.
once.
his father whined softly, tongue sticking out in hopes of his father doing the same thing on his tongue, but he didn't. he kept stroking himself, looking everywhere but down onto his father.
"you should be proud of him, mom. of how good he's being to me."
twice.
baekhyun whined, leaned in to take the head into his mouth, but chanyeol used his leg to block his father from coming any closer.
"for me." he mouthed for only his father to see.
good for him. baekhyun was such a good boy for his son.
baekhyun could hear his wife laugh on the other line, the rest he didn't catch. how was he supposed to. when his son was in front of him, jerking off into his face, all without bothering to give him a taste. he kept his tongue out, let his puppy eyes play, but chanyeol simply continued to play with his own cock without paying any attention to him.
"mhm," he replied to his mother, thumb playing with the slit of the tip. talked to her so casually as if he wasn't jerking off on the other line. as if his father wasn't on his knees in front of him, waiting and silently begging for his cock with tears daring to spill from his eyes out of desperation.
chanyeol's cock was starting to leak, and baekhyun watched intently as chanyeol used his thumb to spread his precum all over his shaft, using it as his lube so his rough hands could glide over his cock so deliciously, baekhyun's mouth started to water just from looking.
"well, I'll have to hang up now," chanyeol finally said after what felt like forever. baekhyun hoped chanyeol would finally turn to fucking him dumb and silly in the living room after hanging up. baekhyun loved his wife, (yes, despite the fact that he was fucking someone else) but he had never been happier to have her end a call.
"I'll have to do some grocery shopping with dad."
next, they said their goodbyes, and soon chanyeol threw the phone to the side on the couch, grabbing the base of his cock while baekhyun licked his lips at the sight, excitement building up.
"you really are nothing but a desperate little slut, aren't you?"
the words forced a mewl out of baekhyun, the filthy words making his cock twitch in his underwear. dirty talk sounded best when they came from chanyeol – his voice was deep, words always accompanied by a little growl that made baekhyun shiver in the most turned on way possible.
chanyeol chuckled when he saw his father's reaction, stroked himself languidly and tantalizingly close to his father's face, who knew not to touch him yet. baekhyun was on his knees, patiently waiting to get permission to finally suck him off.
"it's pathetic how you're wiling to play with my cock while I'm on the phone with your wife, you know?" he once again slapped his cock against baekhyun's cheek a few times, smirked at how baekhyun nuzzled into it, turned his head to catch a slap to his lips as well.
"you really have no shame, dad. you're just a slut. my little cockwhore."
chanyeol finally slapped his cock against his father's lips as well, and baekhyun instantly stuck out his tongue. he let out a moan the moment chanyeol finally did the same on his tongue, the heavy cock tasting heavenly on it.
"yours, daddy," baekhyun finally said under his breath, itching to touch his painful erection through his boxers. the only thing that kept him from doing so was the thought of chanyeol doing it for him instead. "only yours."
his son smiled, reached out to caress baekhyun's face lovingly. "you've been really good, you know? waited so patiently on your knees for me throughout the call. how should I reward you, hm?"
"your cock, please. let me suck you off," baekhyun pleaded, shimmying forward on his knees and resting his chin on chanyeol's knees, nuzzling into his son's touch. "use my throat as your cumdump, daddy. please."
he knew how weak chanyeol was to his blowjobs; baekhyun's tongue was magical, skilled, experienced– he knew all the ways to make a man cum with just his tongue. although he was out of practice when they began this whole thing, all of the blowjobs he had given chanyeol the past few days helped him regain his skills that have gotten lost after his marriage, even if taking chanyeol's cock down his throat in all its glory and hugeness was still a challenge for him until now.
"won't fuck your pretty pussy if you don't make me cum with your mouth, so be good."
the words were all it took for baekhyun to grab his son's cock and take it into his mouth almost fully, gagging at once because of the length and its girth hitting the back of his throat. he stopped for a second, took a deep breath through his nose and let the cock sit on his tongue for a few seconds, looking up at his son with teary eyes.
chanyeol was leaning back on the couch, arms crossed behind the back of his head as he amusedly watched his father struggle with his size.
"what? can't take it all?" he chuckled, placed one of his hands on the back of his father's head, "I thought I've trained your throat enough by now? how come you still can't take all of me?"
baekhyun winced when he felt chanyeol taking a fistful of his hair, curling his fingers around it and pulling on it hard enough until he managed to pull baekhyun off his cock, a string of saliva connecting it to his pink lips.
chanyeol didn't let go of his hair, and the pull left a delicious burning sensation on baekhyun's scalp. he was being forced to look up at his son, his huge cock standing hard and proud in front of him.
"if you can't take all of me by yourself, I'm afraid I'll have to assist you myself, hm? can you take it all with daddy's help?"
"I can," baekhyun whispered, eyes teary because he wanted to suck him off by himself so bad. wanted to please his daddy without any help. he was disappointed in himself for not even being able to take chanyeol's whole cock down his throat like he kept promising.
"I'm going to take every single inch. I promise, daddy."
with that, baekhyun once again took it into his mouth. this time slower, focusing on opening up his throat properly to accomodate the length. he let himself be guided by chanyeol as well, who did not loosen his grip on baekhyun's hair. his grip was still tight, his father's hair bunched up in his fist as he slowly pushed baekhyun down onto his cock.
"my perfect little slut," chanyeol praised, groaning when his cock was finally embraced by the tightness of his father's throat. baekhyun was whining, slightly gagging and trying to let his jaw go slack when his nose finally reached chanyeol's pubes.
"so good for me, baby. so pretty with my cock in your mouth."
he let baekhyun get used to the feeling for a few seconds, before slightly lifting him off his cock, only to push him down again. he continued doing this – pulling on baekhyun's hair to pull him away, only to shove his face back onto his cock, all the way until the tip hit the back of his father's throat again and again.
baekhyun moaned out loudly, lips swollen and rubbing against the shaft while chanyeol started using his face as his personal little fuck toy.
"fuck, it's so good," chanyeol groaned, angling his hips up the slightest bit while pushing his father's face against his pelvis. "you take me so well."
the older could only whine, saliva escaping the corners of his mouth and running down his chin while his son abused his throat. the feeling of chanyeol's cock hitting the back of his throat repeatedly, the burning sensation of his hair being pulled, the sound of chanyeol cursing and moaning while using him like a toy while his own erection was painfully confined in his boxers – baekhyun felt like crying.
chanyeol pushed him down at once forcefully, and baekhyun gagged loudly at that while his son kept him in place, his body squirming and dainty hands gripping the younger's thighs; dug his nails into the skin and cried out. chanyeol gave him no chance to move or bob his head – his huge hand was on the back of baekhyun's head, pushed him down onto his pelvis and kept him there.
baekhyun really started crying this time, sobs leaving his lips and tears escaping his eyes while he tried his best to suck around the thick girth in his mouth. it was hard to breathe, and baekhyun started feeling lightheaded at some point.
"you're the prettiest when you're crying because of my cock, you know that, baby?" chanyeol hissed.
thankfully he pushed baekhyun off just in time before his father possibly passed out from the lack of oxygen. baekhyun was coughing and breathing heavily once his lips were off chanyeol's cock, eyes red and glassy from crying and tears running down his skin, mixing with saliva at his chin. he looked fucked out with his hair a mess from being pulled, lips swollen and red from rubbing against the shaft. and chanyeol hadn't even touched him yet.
"you took me well, baby," chanyeol said, grabbing the base of his cock again and stroking himself while using baekhyun's spit as lube, "if you take me that well and make me cum with just your mouth, I promise I'll fuck you hard and raw right here, you'd want that, huh?"
"please," baekhyun rasped, voice weak from all the abuse to his throat.
he kept his eyes on the stiff cock in front of him, didn't even look chanyeol in the face while he talked because of his how hungry he was for cock. it was huge and thick, stiff and hard, and chanyeol's cum was like a sweet reward he got in return for sucking it – who could blame him for being crazy over it?
"want me to cum down your slutty pussy and suck it right out after? spit my cum back into your mouth so you can swallow it all up and taste how fucking delicious you are?"
the mere words were enough to make baekhyun moan out in want, squirming on his knees because he was so hard and turned on it hurt. he just wanted to be touched and fucked senseless into the couch by none other than his own blood – his son, his precious little son.
but chanyeol's needs came before his own – he was a fuck toy before anything else.
"or do you want my cum to stay inside you instead? want me to cum down into your womb and knock you up instead?" he used his free hand to stroke baekhyun's cheek, thumb grazing over his pretty lips while jerking off himself. "I'll let you choose today."
"in my mouth, please," baekhyun pleaded, "I need you to suck it out of me, daddy. spit it into my mouth and force me to swallow it. please."
his son seemed pleased with the answer and in return let baekhyun take his cock into his mouth one more time, gave him the freedom to do as he pleased as long as he could finish off in his mouth. the older wasted no more time and engulfed the cock, put half of it in his mouth and sucked, tongue working wonders and alternating between swirling around the head and licking along the shaft, over the veins. chanyeol moaned, threw his head back and rolled his hips occasionally into his father's face.
it didn't take long for chanyeol's hips to shake, orgasm close when baekhyun resorted to sucking on the head as hard as he could while jerking him off to milk his son dry.
chanyeol came into his mouth right after, spilling his seeds into his father's warm, abused mouth. baekhyun wanted to swallow of course, didn't want to waste a single drop of his son's delicious cum on his tongue. he wanted to suck on the tip, ensure that he got every last drop, but chanyeol stopped him just in time.
"don't swallow."
baekhyun looked up at him confusedly, cock still in his mouth and cheeks still full of warm cum.
"spit it back out. on my cock. don't want it to hurt when I fuck your little pussy, right, baby?"
and only then did he understand what chanyeol wanted to do– use his cum as lube when he fucked him raw.
without any protest, and a rush of excitement running through his veins, baekhyun slowly positioned his face above the spent cock teasingly, big eyes staring up at his son as he released small amounts of the cum at once, letting it drip down his chin onto the cock drop by drop, some of it even running down his neck. the cum had mixed with his spit inside his mouth and thus lightly bubbled whenever he released it onto chanyeol's cock.
it was messy, filthy, maybe even disgusting, but so hot. the corners of the father's mouth were white, his lips drenched in a mixture of his own saliva and his son's cum, running down his chin onto his neck and down his chest.
he looked like the perfect example of an obedient little cumslut.
"fucking whore," chanyeol cursed, grabbing the base of his cock that had started to harden once again. he used it to wipe the excess cum on baekhyun's skin, not wasting even a drop while baekhyun spat out the rest of the fluids onto his son's cock and hand. chanyeol jerked himself off to spread the mixture of liquids on his cock, swearing at the sight of his father being so obedient and filthy just for him.
to end it off, baekhyun leaned in once more to gently suckle on the tip, moaning at the slight taste of chanyeol's cum on his tongue before pulling away.
a string of praises left chanyeol's mouth, and soon baekhyun was pulled up on the couch, forced on chanyeol's lap because his son was finally going to fuck him senseless, just as he promised. the younger forcefully pulled baekhyun's boxers down from behind, baekhyun lifting himself up to rid himself off the boxers properly, before he could feel his cock finally spring free from the confines of his boxers, standing hard and stiff and leaking onto his abdomen. he waited for so long, but it was worth it; he would finally get to be touched by those huge, rough hands.
"fuck," chanyeol cursed when his father was finally naked, reaching out to deliver a hash slap on his father's ass, making him whimper at the delicious pain. chanyeol groaned when the skin jiggled after the slap, the force leaving a bright red mark on the previously flawless, smooth skin. he spread the cheeks apart, fingers going straight to brush against baekhyun's pussy.
"you don't have to prep me," baekhyun muttered shyly, not bothering to face his son because of how he was blushing; he looked down, voice quiet. "I.. fingered myself this morning. while you slept. four fingers."
"naughty." chanyeol chuckled, and baekhyun could tell he was half-pleased he didn't have to bother and prepare him first; he wouldn't have to wait any longer to fuck his pussy, but at the same time, he wouldn't be able to revel in the feeling of knowing that he managed to make baekhyun scream with just his fingers. "well, show me how well you prepped yourself then, baby."
chanyeol didn't have to say it twice; baekhyun knew exactly what to do. he lifted himself off chanyeol's lap slightly, reached under to grab the base of chanyeol's cock that had started coming back to life under his touch. he was already half-hard, and it was definitely enough to be aligned with baekhyun's eager pussy. it had been a few hours since he had fingered himself, but he was still quite loose. and he did prefer the burn that he felt whenever chanyeol stretched him open anyway.
the younger groaned the moment the tip of his cock was inside his father, the cum doing an amazing job of letting chanyeol inside with ease, slutty hole sucking him in almost immediately.
"are you sure you prepped yourself, baby? 'cause fuck," he cursed, reaching down to grab his father's ass, "you're so tight."
baekhyun winced the moment he started sinking down onto the cock slowly, the stretch burning so deliciously as he took his son inch by inch. chanyeol was huge, and no matter how many times they have fucked these past days, baekhyun was sure he would never be loose enough to take him with complete ease.
chanyeol moaned out loud the moment he was fully inside, kneading baekhyun's ass and giving it a light slap. the older could practically feel chanyeol hardening inside him, filling his insides and stretching him even more than he already was.
"good boy," he said, "you always take me so well." he knew that baekhyun was an absolute sucker for praise.
it took a bit once baekhyun adjusted to the size of his son's cock, and once he did, he buried his face in the crook of chanyeol's neck and gradually started to roll his hips with the cock sheathed inside of him. he started whining, enjoying the feeling of being so full with his son's cock that brushed against places his fingers would never reach. chanyeol leaned in to place faint kisses on his chest in the meantime, before softly licking around baekhyun's nipples, alternating between swirling his tongue around them and sucking.
"your cock, daddy," he breathed, pushing his chest out for his son as he spoke, "you're so huge, hngggg," he moaned in desperation, grabbing onto his son's shoulders for support before slowly lifting himself off the cock and lowering himself back down on it repeatedly.
chanyeol had both of his hands on either sides of baekhyun's hips, nails digging into the supple flesh and supporting his body while he let his father ride his newly hardened cock.
"faster, baby," chanyeol encouraged when he let go of the nipple in his mouth, bottom lip caught between his teeth to keep his groans from spilling, "or what, are you tired already? don't wanna please daddy anymore?"
"I do," baekhyun cried, the grip on his son's shoulders tightening when he rocked his hips back and forth. he felt like he was being ripped apart by the girth, and desperation grew everytime he missed a brush against his prostate.
"then show me. show me what a little cockslut looks like, won't you?"
baekhyun didn't hesitate a moment; once he had gotten used to the feeling, he started bouncing up and down on the huge cock, head throwing back in pleasure and eyes rolling to the back of his head while he let out the filthiest moans and curses to ever grace his lips. his own cock slapped against his stomach everytime he moved up and down, neglected and red and leaking against his stomach.
"fuck that's it," chanyeol moaned out loud, hips lifting off the couch to meet is dad's movements. "you're sinful, baby," the younger hissed, "bet mom never rode your cock this well, huh?"
"n-no," baekhyun stammered between cries when chanyeol's hips snapped upwards to fuck into him. "never."
the younger reached up to grab his father by the nape, before pulling him down so their faces were mere centimeters apart from another. as if on cue, baekhyun stuck out his tongue, and chanyeol managed to lick into his mouth, playing with his father's tongue as he spoke.
"that's because you were made to take cock," he mumbled, taking his dad's lower lip into his own mouth and nibbling on it. baekhyun merely moaned, mouth opened wide as he continued to rock himself back and forth on chanyeol. "made to take it. not give. your little cock is useless."
with that, chanyeol allowed himself to spit into the open mouth, and baekhyun gave an eager whine before slurping it all up, humming at the taste as if it was some kind of sweet treat.
the younger let him go, the grip on his nape loosening before gently pushing his father's face away.
"lie down." the order was curt, but baekhyun obeyed in a split second, pushing himself off of chanyeol's cock and getting up on wobbly legs. he felt his son's eyes watching him intently, fisting his cock to keep himself hard as he watched baekhyun lie down on the couch right beside him, spreading his legs in a way that one of them was thrown over the backrest of the couch while the other one loosely dangled off it.
baekhyun lied there like a whore, stretched pussy and pink, aching cock presented for his son to ruin.
without another word, chanyeol positioned himself in front of his father, cock still wet and sticky and evenly coated with the cum his father had previously spat on it. chanyeol wasted not another moment before grabbing the older by the hips and pulling his body closer roughly, aligning the tip of his cock with the hungry pussy that clenched around nothing. he sank back into the warmth, and both moaned out loudly once connected again.
the younger started fucking him almost immediately, started with a steady rhythm that had baekhyun mewl and his eyes shut in pleasure, his head bumping against the armrest of the sofa everytime chanyeol fucked into him.
"ah, ah–" baekhyun moaned. he felt the tip of chanyeol's cock brush against his prostate so slightly, as if denying him of release. "please, daddy," he begged desperately.
the older's hands were placed on his abdomen, feeling a soft bulge on it everytime his daddy thrusted upwards into him. his fingertips danced around the surface of his skin, softly brushing against the shaft of his cock as he thrashed around in pleasure. he didn't dare to fully stroke himself, didn't wrap his hand around it though he knew that he could– there was something so fulfilling about coming untouched on chanyeol's cock, to scream his son's name and shoot ropes of white onto his chest just by getting his pussy ruined from inside.
"please what, baby? need me to hit your little spot?"
"please," he moaned out loudly, other hand reaching behind him to grip the sofa's armrest as he whined. his nails dug into the soft material, hips quivering with every harsh thrust into his pussy.
chanyeol let out a filthy grunt, grabbed onto his father's hips roughly and tightly, milky skin turning red under his harsh grip, before he started fucking him at an animalistic pace, giving no mercy to his crying father under him as he delivered a hard thrust onto baekhyun's prostate like he knew its location by heart.
with that, baekhyun choked out a loud and drawn out moan, the sound ripped out of his throat while his teary eyes rolled to the back of his head and his leaking cock twitched with ropes of cum shooting out of it repeatedly. "daddy!"
chanyeol groaned out loudly at the sinful sight of baekhyun under him, crying, moaning and rolling his eyes back in pleasure, and he started rolling his hips uncontrollably until he, too, shot his load deep into the older, filling him to the brim with his warm cum as he let out a relieved moan.
baekhyun was panting heavily the moment chanyeol's movements finally came to a halt, and he pulled out of the older, his pussy sore and the cum inside it daring to leak out if it wasn't for him clenching down to make sure it stayed inside of him.
"fuck," chanyeol cursed under his breath, letting go of the softening cock in his hand. "was I too rough, dad?"
"just right," the father breathed, catching his breath as he shook his head. he enjoyed being treated like a worthless, little whore once in a while a little too much, after all.
his son simply smiled down at him, before reaching down onto his father's chest and scooping up baekhyun's cum with his fingers to clean him up, bringing it up to his lips to suck it off his digits like it was nothing.
"so sexy," the father whined, reaching out to gently grip chanyeol's biceps. "you promised me something earlier."
there was a witty smile on chanyeol's face once his father said those words, and he assured that no, he hadn't forgotten, before getting down from the couch to kneel down in front of baekhyun's fucked out pussy, grabbed his legs to position it right in front of his face properly and throwing them on his shoulders.
as if on cue, baekhyun wrapped his legs around his shoulders and unclenched the moment chanyeol dove right in to place his lips over his hole. cum leaked out of it directly on his mouth when baekhyun pushed it out of him. chanyeol moaned against his pussy, and baekhyun swore he could get hard again just by listening to the sounds of his son sucking all of his own cum out of his abused cunt.
the younger ate him out like it was his first meal in years, tongue prodding into the hole and licking his walls as deep as he could reach, cum sloshing around in his mouth the more baekhyun pushed out and the more he sucked on it.
to finish it off, chanyeol gave one last suck on the rim and kissed it, before putting baekhyun's legs down and leaning up, only to see his father already eagerly waiting for him with his mouth open and tongue stuck out, ready for the cum to be spat right back into his mouth.
without another word, chanyeol spat into the awaiting mouth, and baekhyun moaned at the feeling of a mixture of cum and saliva filling his mouth. he downed it all in one go, and chanyeol whispered filthy curses at the sight, before crashing his lips onto baekhyun's and hungrily kissing him while tasting himself through the kiss.
when baekhyun was panting and out of breath, content with finally having swallowed his son's cum, their lips parted and they shared a hearty chuckle at what they've done.
"you taste good," baekhyun said, licking his lips of any liquid that could have escaped the corners of his lips.
"so do you."
***
"you're impatient as ever," baekhyun laughed, gently hitting his son's arm as they went down the stairs together the next day.
baekhyun had just come out of the shower, and the door had been unlocked while he dried off his body. chanyeol had come in uninvited, before kissing his father roughly and bending him over the sink as he ate him out first thing in the morning.
"I had to," chanyeol grinned at his father, "had to think of yesterday, so fucking good."
"why? what happened yesterday for you to run your mouth like that?"
it took a split second for both to realize that it was a woman's voice that answered.
chanyeol halted on the last step of the stairs, eyes widening when he saw the woman standing in the middle of the room, packed luggage next to her and arms crossed in front of her chest. "mom!"
baekhyun was close to letting out a gasp, but he didn't allow any sound to leave his mouth. his ears were becoming hot because who knew how long she had been standing there while he got his ass eaten out by their son in the bathroom mere minutes ago.
"oh, y-you're back!" he laughed nervously, before going down the last few steps to greet her with a hug. to not cause any misunderstandings. "I was expecting you next week."
"I was going to surprise you two," she said, letting herself fall into her husband's embrace with a sigh, "but I certainly don't like the way you let our son curse so blatantly while you're with him!"
she was almost pouting at baekhyun when he pulled away, before leaning to place a peck on his lips. baekhyun was somehow ashamed when he realized that he didn't feel anything when she did that.
"I missed both of you a lot."
"we missed you too, mom!" said chanyeol, before doing the same and pulling her into a hug. "sorry I cursed. boys will be boys, I guess?" he gave her a small smile, and his mother simply gave him a gentle pinch on his cheek to dismiss his apology.
"well, I see you've had a great time together. I guess I should leave you two alone more often."
knowingly, both father and soon broke into a witty grin.
"we think so too."