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The Institute of Father-Son Incest Research (IFSIR)
This is the log of Agent Carl Gregory, recorded while visiting the undisclosed Institute of Father-Son Incest Research (IFSIR). I was sent to IFSIR to investigate it, not to screen for illegal activities as many would assume, but to determine if IFSIR should continue to get the same amount of government funding. The institute is top secret, and most Americans would be horrified to know that their tax dollars are going to research involving wild, different sexual activities between fathers and their biological sons. But I was happy to be selected to do an in depth study.
IFSIR is located a very large underground facility that was designed for this purpose. It is heavily funded already, and my job is to assess whether or not it is properly using its money. I was given a private tour of the most promising studies in the facility's 5 wings, each focusing on a different branch of study: oral studies, anal studies, semen studies, piss studies and the very mysterious "Miscellaneous Acts" wing. For each experiment I will document the name of the particular study, the duration of the study, the "name" used to refer to the subjects, and I will also record whether or not the subjects were "Volunteers", "Recruits", or "Other". All those who do not fit into the first two categories will have an explanation.
Anal Wing
Experiment 9913: Duration and Child Detection
Subjects: Carl (Father, 43), Derek and Eric (Sons, 12) Duplo
Status: Volunteers
Duration: 30 Days
When we entered the next viewing room, which was situated in a corridor between the Oral and the Anal wing, my guide told me that they were "very lucky" to have found the next group and that their study was one of his personal favorites to watch. That got me excited, and I eagerly looked through the glass as we entered. What I saw was so shocking and erotic that I nearly creamed my pants.
On a large bed in the center of the room lay a very attractive and fit man. He lay with his arms behind his head, and a blue bandana tied over his eyes. He was sandy blonde from head to toe. His big crop of sandy hair lay matted on his sweat drenched face. Down his rippling body was the same blonde hair, only coarser. His thighs and calves, both toned as can be, were also coated in that blonde hair. I assumed there must have been a nice yellow bush above his cock, but my view was obstructed by the boy who was quickly pumping himself up and down, fucking himself on his beloved father's massive pole. There was another boy lying between his father's bent knees, lapping happily at his father's blonde, hairy hole.
The two boys were identical in every way. There was no question about it that these boys were twins. They were younger than the other boys I had seen so far, both still small and hairless. The only hair on their slender young bodies was their own blonde mops, flopping up and down as they worked over their father. They were pale skinned and cute as could be. I loved seeing their two asses, the one laying down and the other being split open by his father.
Inside the viewing room another technician sat with a clipboard. "How far along are they this session?" my guide asked him.
"This will be 17 in just a minute. They've been going since yesterday after dinner."
"Wow, that's almost 15 hours!" my guide exclaimed.
"The longest yet, but he said he only has 2 more in him he thinks."
"Perfect, we'll stay for two loads and then see him do the recollection." My guide turned to me. "These three here are doing a study in both duration and something else that is hard to describe. Basically, they were told to have as much fun as possible, and the dad in particular should cum as many times as he can. It's incredible how well they achieve that. They break pretty much only for food and sleep, and according to Mr. Smith here, they've forewent sleep last night to keep playing. Mr. Duplo has already shot 16 loads, and it looks like Eric is going to get his 17th in just a second.
I looked back into the room. The boy riding his father's cock like a pro had a big blue E painted on his back just above his ass. The cute twin rimming his dad had a D painted on him in the same spot. Apparently even the researches had a hard time telling the boys apart.
"Oooooh it just gets better and better!" Eric was shouting as he pulled himself up off his dad and slammed back on so quickly the letter E was almost a blur.
"Ooooh Good boy! Keep going your'e going to get it now...HOLD ON...THERE IT...OOOOOH FUCK YAH! There YA GO SON!"
"YEAH DADDY THANK YOU!" Eric cried out as his father bucked his hips to bury the entirety of his tool in his son. The thick cream came leaking out of the boys little smooth butt, and his brother happily licked it up as soon as he saw it. He had lifted his head from his father's hole to watch his brother get spermed.
"Jesus. I can't believe I can still make juice. Alright boy, hop off. That's all I can do." Immediately both boys started protesting, as if Dad had told them they were both grounded.
"But Dad! You said you had more!"
"That's not fair! I was looking forward to getting the next one!"
"Now now, boys. I can't! I'm exhausted! Hop off," he said sternly.
Reluctantly Eric climbed off his father's cock. The thing slithered out like a snake, half limp and wet, and hitting his firm stomach with a thud.
"Come down here, I want to show you something!" Derek said to his brother. "Roll over Dad."
"Boys, I'm really tired, there's no point in-" "I just want to show him something!"
Mr. Dupla let out a long sigh. "Alright. Fine." He rolled over onto his stomach, and the boys slid up so the were each sitting on either side of his ass. Each boy took a muscular cheek of their father's ass and together they pulled it apart. They began inspecting his hairy hole.
"Look, when you lick it like this," Derek said before taking a long, slow lick over his dad's hole, "it tastes just like sweat and well...it tastes just like dad! But when you hook your tongue in and under a little like this," and sure enough Derek leaned down and stuck his little pink tongue into his fathers hole, and with incredible skill, pushed and turned it so that it was hooked under the ring of his father's anus. "It tastes a little different! Like a new taste too..." he mumbled.
"I thought I taught you boys not to talk with your mouths full!" Carl said, and all three of them laughed, even with Derek's tongue halfway up his dad. While he was still laughing, Eric leaned forward and, careful so as not to push his brother out, pushed his own tongue into Carl's beautiful hole.
"Mmmmmmm, I thee what you mean!" He said. Together the twins ate their father out, slobbering all over it while the man just lay there, softly moaning in his exhaustion. After about 10 minutes of hole eating, the boys both sat up together. They shared a knowing look, then Derek said, "Dad, can we have some of your nuts?"
"Sure boy," Carl said, obviously more relaxed and less grumpy after his long session of his sons eating him out. The man flipped over again, and to my surprise his cock, though red from the nonstop usage, was at full mast and standing straight up again. The twins shared an adorable smile, then scooted down to his low hanging, hairy balls and each took one in their mouth. The boys made eye contact as they sucked their dad's balls, and without a word Derek took his mouth off the nut and started to climb back up the bed. Eric didn't miss a beat and quickly took both the balls into his mouth, which was a little bit of a challenge, but he was able to rise to it. Silently, Derek stood up and stood over his father, and then began to lower himself down onto the hard cock.
"Son, No! I said I was all out...ooooooooh shit your ass is still so tight! OOOH DAMN BOY! Alright...ONE MORE. But that is it, and next time LISTEN TO YOUR FATHER. NOW RIDE MY COCK!"
"Yes sir!" Derek said happily, and soon he was bouncing just as high, hard and fast as his brother had been. Eric continued to suck on the nuts, watching with both eyes as his brother gave himself a wild pounding. He pulled off them after a few minutes, watching the nuts pull up tight.
"Get ready, bro! Dad's gonna do it!"
"GAHHHHHHHHHH OH MY GOD! JESUS! ONE! MORE! LOAD! FOR YOU BOY GAHHHHHHH SHIT!" Carl was writhing and spasming, his face a picture of sheer pleasure mixed with disbelief at his ability to shoot yet another large load of cream. "EIGHTEEN! GOOD GOD EIGHTEEN! NO MORE TONIGHT!"
Derek had a smile on his face, as he reached back and took some of the cum that was dribbling out of his ass. He climbed off his father's used cock and lay down with his brother. The two boys jerked themselves furiously with one hand while kissing. The other hand they used to reach around and dip into each other's ass, every so often fingering the cum from their brother's identical ass into their kiss.
"Alright, Carl. You can take off the blindfold now. You'll have as long of a break as you need."
Using every bit of strength he had left, the man sat up and removed his blindfold. He looked down at his sons, who were both just reaching their first orgasm together. Their young cum spurted up between them, and their identical dicks shot out identical spurts in perfect rhythm. He smiled at them. When they were finished, the boys were still rock hard, and hadn't stopped jerking. They returned to their cum kissing and proceeded to bring themselves to three more orgasms while their dad talked.
"Now, Mr. Dupla, would you please do your best to recall each orgasm since your first one yesterday after dinner. Please, as usual, make note of where you shot it, and which boy received it."
"Alirght." Mr. Dupla was lost in thought for a moment, and then began to count out on his fingers as he spoke. "The first one definitely went down Eric's throat. I can tell because of the way he likes to hold it on his tongue before swallowing it all. The next one...um...that one went in Derek's throat because he just can't wait and swallows it all. Then I think they shared the third one, and then Derek took the next one deep in his hole. Good boy he was. That was a great one..." Carl went on through all 18 of the loads he had shot. Finally ending with, "And that last one...jeeze I barely had any feeling left in my prick, but if I had to guess I'd say...it was...Derek on my ass and Eric on my nuts. I think that is right."
Mr. Smith tallied something at the computer. "Damn, all but one right. He got confused when Derek rode his cock until it was about to cum, and then Eric climbed on. But other than that he was flawless. He even knew which boy was sucking which nut! Amazing!" Then, into the microphone he said, "Alright. Very good. Very, very good. Now you all may do what you like, and just let me know when you're ready to resume."
"God, my cock is sore," Carl said as he lay back down.
"Let us help dad!" Derek said!
"We'll lick it real gentle. We promise that's all we'll do. It will feel better!"
"Well, alright boys. Just don't get too carried away, it's very tender. Just little licks."
"Ok Dad! The boys said in unison, and immediately their small, long tongues were gently moving on either side of his spent, limp cock. The blonde god placed one of his big hands on either of his son's head, and lay back to fall asleep as the boys licked him like an ice cream cone.
"Let's move on. There is a very important, first time study happening in 5 minutes. We have to go fully into the anal wing now. Come along." I followed my guide out of the room, wondering when I might get a jack off break!
Experiment 7548: Heterosexuality and Conversion
Subjects: Rich (Father, 41) and Kevin (Son, 17) Hetter
Status: Paid Volunteers
Duration: 1 Day (undetermined)
Now fully inside the anal wing, I was brought into a viewing room where there were 10 or 15 other technicians already watching.
"As you can see, there are many people who want to view this session," my guide said. The men greeted us, and seeing my badge allowed me to move forward to a front row seat. Inside the room were the father and son, and for the first time they were both fully clothed. The lead technician turned on the microphone and said "Alright, you two may begin. Please undress."
The two men began to strip. The father was very similar to the man in the second study, big, beefy, very straight looking. He had a full beard and dark hair, an angry scowl on his face. As he stripped he revealed a hairy belly, and two hairy, beefy pecs. He stripped down to his underwear, white briefs, that he filled so nicely. He had two tree trunk thighs to stand on.
His son, Kevin, was just as masculine. The boy was smoother, but was clearly a jock. He had every muscle worked to perfection. Big bulging biceps removed his clothing to show washboard abs and a v leading down into his own pair of boxer shorts. His legs, hairy but not nearly as much as dad's, were the legs of a runner. While Rich just looked angry, Kevin had a strange expression on his face. He was trying to remain stoic, and calm, but there was clearly a nervous energy about him.
"These two men," my guide said into my ear, "are both heterosexual. We are paying them $100,000 to have sex for one hour. This has never been done, we're very excited. It took us almost 3 years to find a pair of truly heterosexual men willing to commit incest." My cock sprang to action. Was this actually going to happen?
"Alright men. Now from here on out, please do exactly as we ask. Any refusal will cause you to lose all of the money, even if you have gone far into the experiment. We will give you one last opportunity to back down."
The men looked at each other nervously, then quickly pulled their eyes away.
"No," Rich barked. "We'll do it."
"Alright, Kevin would you please remove your father's briefs."
Kevin closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Then he made his way over to his father. Looking quickly into his father's eyes, then looking away again, he grabbed the waistband of his father's briefs and pulled them down quickly.
The entire room gasped. Swinging heavily between Rich's massive thighs was a huge, long, thick, hairy and dark flaccid cock. The monster hung halfway down to his knees, and was completely limp. It looked as though it could be almost as long as the cock I saw in the first study about gagging, but it was much, MUCH thicker. It looked like a deadly weapon. The scientists in the room with me were murmuring in shock. The head scientist spoke to them, saying, "Calm down everyone. It took us this long to find a willing straight pairing, we're not going to let the girth and length of this subject to stop us. He's just going to have to take it." Then into the microphone he said, "Alright, now you can take off your own, Kevin."
"Why don't you have the dad takes his off for him?" I asked my guide.
"We're trying to be very delicate with this couple. Since Kevin has agreed to bottom, we want to see if we can get him to enjoy it. Our theory is that, in order to enjoy it, he's going to have to learn to serve his father. We don't want to overwhelm him, so we'll do subtle things to get him to submit."
"I see."
As we were speaking, Kevin pulled off his own boxers. Had I seen Kevin by himself, I would have been impressed by his cock. Though soft, the cock was still nice in length. Not terribly thick, but nothing the ladies would complain about. But next to his father, his looked like nothing. His father's fat mushroom head was as long as half of Kevin's soft cock. Kevin still hadn't noticed the sheer size of his dad's piece yet. I was interested to see what would happen when he did
"Alright, Kevin. Why don't you lie down on the table over there. Rich, you can begin, please, to bring yourself to an erection. Kevin, you don't have to bring yourself to erection, but you may if you like."
"Nah, dude. That would be way too fucking gay."
Surly and still not looking at his dad, Kevin walked over to the table and lay on his back. He closed his eyes and lay still, almost as if he was asleep. The boy was beautiful, like a statue, and his limp cock ran down one of his muscled thighs in a truly gorgeous way.
Rich was busy stroking his cock. He was also avoiding looking at his son, and also with his eyes closed. His thick fist pumped at his huge cock, slowly getting it stiff. I had not expected it to grow much, but by the time he was half hard, it was already MUCH thicker and now hung like a hook.
"Uh, could I get some lube?" He asked.
"We prefer that for this study, you only use each other's spit. You may use some of Kevin's on yourself if you'd like, and Kevin, when you lube yourself up please use your father's."
"Jesus," Rich said under his breath. Then resumed to try and get hard all the way. After another minute of struggling, he finally said, "Alright, if this is going to work I need spit. I'm sorry son, but can you just spit in my hand."
"Can't you get it up without it?" Kevin asked, already blushing
"I don't think so son. Not with you in the room! Just a little spit. We're going to have to do a lot more than that so just do it. Be a man." Rich approached his son, his hand extended. Kevin opened his eyes, looked down at his father's meaty paws, hesitated, and then spit a big glob into his father's palm. There was still a string of spit connected to his lips as his father slapped his saliva on to his dick. Kevin watched, and finally witnessed the amazing thing his dad had between his legs. He sprang up off the table as if it had become unbearably hot. He locked his hands behind his head and started walking in circles saying, "Oh my god! Oh my god!"
"What's wrong, Kevin?" The lead scientist said over the mic. As if he needed to ask.
"Uh, well, uh. He's uh. Oh my FUCKING GOD! He's HUGE!"
I watched Kevin's dad suppress a proud smile.
"You can always back out, Kevin. If you think it's too much." The guide said over the mic.
"Uh...fuck. Yeah I'm thinking about it. I don't see anyway that can get in me..."
"Kevin!" Rich yelled suddenly. "We've gotten this far, do not back out! This is gonna pay for your college."
"But Dad! That thing will kill me."
"I'll go slow, son. Just be a man about it. You've endured worse on the football field. You can take it. Make me proud, son."
"Easy for you to say, you just have to fuck me like a woman! You can just close your eyes."
"You think that I will forget that I'm sinking my cock into my son's ass? No way! Now just lay down and try to prepare yourself. It will be over before you know it and we'll walk away rich men."
Kevin let out a grunt of frustration, but then resumed his position on the table. I returned my attention to daddy, and he was now fully hard. He stood facing us, clearly showing off his dick, though he would never have admitted it. His piece was massive. Utterly, utterly massive. It stuck straight out, and nearly cast a shadow on him. It had to be over a foot long. It was like a baseball bat attached to his waist. It was glistening with his son's spit, and his own precum.
"Alright Rich, you look more than ready. Please use some of your spit to lube up your son. We suggest you be very liberal."
"Fuck yeah you better be!" Kevin chimed in.
Rich sauntered over to his son. He spit into his hand. "You want to uh...spread `em there champ? I'll rub this on you."
Kevin took a big breath, and then spread his legs for his dad. His balls fell down between his legs, and Rich hesitantly pushed them out of the way. Then he slapped his hand down and started rubbing between his son's ass crack, lubing him up.
"Now gentlemen, we want to remind you that any feedback you can give us during this is great. Please feel free to talk about what you're doing, what you're thinking, and how this is making you feel," said the lead scientist.
"How do you think we feel? My dad's hand is on my asshole! AHHH!" Kevin was speaking grumpily, but let out a surprised cry when his father slipped his finger into his ass.
"Sorry son, I just want to make sure you're good and lubed. Does that hurt?"
"Fuck yes it hurts! Nothing's been up there before!"
"Yeah," Rich said quietly, "I can tell."
"Can you please explain what you mean, Rich?" The man said over the microphone.
"I mean it's so tight I feel like it could break my finger off!"
Kevin was laying in such a way that when Rich withdrew his finger, we could all see his tight little hole snap shut. It was smooth and obviously tight as hell. How in god's name would Rich get that massive tool into his son's virgin ass? We were about to find out.
"Let's just get it over with. The anticipation is killing me. Put it in, Dad."
"Alright son. I'm going to apologize in advance, this is going to hurt. I'll try to be as gentle as I can."
"Gentlemen, if you're ready to begin, Kevin please put your ankles on you father's shoulders, and Rich you can insert just the head please," the voice on the microphone said. Both men let out a big sigh, and then slowly, Kevin lifted his muscular calves and rested his ankles on his father's broad shoulders. The men avoided eye contact as Rich moved forward. He began to push, and we could see Kevin's face as it contorted, but he held back any moans or yelps...
"Damn, it's so tight, I can't...come on...open up...I can't get in!" Rich said.
"You have to keep trying. Remember, the payment only comes after you have released in his hole and he has cum as well. You must be fully inside him when you shoot."
"Son, can you help me out? Open up. I can't get in." "Ugh, I'm doing the best I can! It still hurts like a motherfucker and you're not even in yet," Kevin said, grunting slightly.
"Alright, then I'm going to have to...thrust. I'm sorry but I think it's the only way," Rich said, now looking his son in the eye. "Ready? One...two..."
"Wait!" Kevin said, realizing he was about to get penetrated by his father.
"THREE!" Rich said, and then we saw his hairy muscular ass tighten as he pushed himself into his son. There was a loud pop. At first Kevin made no noise, his face giving a surprised, silent scream. His blue eyes shot open wide as he lost his virginity to his father. After a few seconds, his voice found him again. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! CHIRST! OOOOOH SHIT! TAKE IT OUUUUUUT! AHHHHH"
"Please, Rich, do not take it out. I know it's hard, but he will get used to it. If you pull out you'll just have to reopen him."
Rich was panting. "Ok, I'll...wow...try. Son, I'm sorry. Just hang in there, be a man. You can take it." "OH GOD! OH MY GOD! JESUS CHRIST IT'S RIPPING ME OPEN!" Kevin began blowing air out his mouth, trying to calm himself and accept the cock in his ass. Finally he was able to breath.
"Alright, now we'd like to ask you each to describe what this is like for you. Rich, how do you feel?"
"Well, he's really warm, and uh...tight. But...he's still my son. I don't like this really. But it kind of is like...a pussy. I guess. But every time I look down I see my kid..."
"Dad!" Kevin said, shocked.
"Kevin, it's alright. We need you both to be honest. Kevin, what does it feel like to have your father's cock head in your straight hole?"
"Well, it hurts! I feel like I'm being spread apart! He feels very...powerful. But he's always been like that to me. Maybe because he's my dad, but I can like...feel the power from his cock pulsing through me. It's terrifying and...somehow...different." The men made eye contact again, and Kevin started blushing. There was something going on between them, and I don't think either of them were sure what it was. One thing was for sure, as he was talking about his powerful father, his cock grew to full, throbbing hardness.
"Alright, very good, very good," the lead scientist said. "When you're both ready, Rich begin inserting is slowly. Go as far as you think you can. Our goal is to get you to the hilt."
"Ok, are you ready son?" Rich asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be. Just go...slooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW OH GOD! THAT'S NOT SLOW!"
"Oh! OH! I'm sorry son I just need to AH! I can't stop PUSHING! MMMMMM OH FUCK!" There were several gasps of shock in the room I was in as we watched Mr. Hetter sink his gargantuan cock quickly into his son's quivering virgin cunt. There was a mirror on the opposite wall, so that we could see his face as well as his son's, and as I looked at him, mouth open, eyes shut, there was no denying that he was enjoying the feeling of his son's warm ass, whether or not he wanted to.
Kevin's face, on the other hand, was pure shock and pain. His asshole must have been stretched to its limit, and he could not believe that his father would so roughly push into him, after promising to go slowly and gently.
"Be careful, Rich! It's his first time, remember. And you're quite well endowed," the head scientist said.
"I'm sorry but I UGH UGH, can't UGH, stop! THERE! ALL THE WAY IN SON! WELL DONE BOY I KNEW YOU COULD!" Rich was smiling, and patting his son's abs. Kevin could not speak, but was panting like crazy and slapping the sides of the table loudly. "Now, boy, I'm going to start pounding your tight hole. Uh...I mean...going back and forth a bit. I'm sorry but this will get it over with faster. Get ready."
"W-wait! Can't I get...GAH FUCK...used to it first?"
"No time for that son," Rich said as he began to withdraw his cock from his son's hole. When he reached the head, we could see it pulling on the ring of Kevin's anus. We knew it wouldn't pop out easily, but he didn't seem to mind being inside his son whatsoever as he pushed it back in. When he got back to the hilt, Kevin gave out a little yelp.
"Oh my GOD! I can't believe YIPE that I'm AWHHHH taking all of you YIPE YIPE daddy!"
Inside the room the head scientist said happily, "Do you see? They're changing! Just like we thought!"
With each thrust Rich doubled his speed. Soon his muscular ass was working so hard to push himself into his son that sweat was dripping down his back. He was grunting as he gave his son the working over, and finally he shouted out to his son, "QUIT YOUR WHIMPERING AND TAKE IT LIKE A MAN!"
"YIPE! YES SIR! PUMP ME DAD! I'M SORRY! I CAN TAKE IT!" We were all shocked to hear this, and see as Kevin wrapped his legs around his father's ass to pull him in tighter.
It didn't' take long before Rich leaned forward, wrapped his big, hairy arms around his son's back, and lifted his son in the air.
"OH YEAH DAD!" Kevin called out as gravity impaled him on his father's cock. Now his own face was in ecstasy, and he and his father looked more alike than ever. While bouncing his son on his cock, Mr. Hetter crossed the room and slammed his son roughly up against the one way mirror. We were all treated to an up close view as he banged his son like crazy, using his own meaty hands on his son's bubble butt to bounce the boy up and down. They were both moaning like whore's in heat. The best part was watching the straight father cock and son ass working together, discovering as they slid bare onto each other, the true pleasure of gay incest between a father and son.
"Son, I'm going to, I'm gonna...OH GOD HERE IT COMES BOY! HERE COMES DAD'S SPERM! I'M GONNA BREED YOUR ASS!"
"Go Dad! Give it to me! Breed my ass dad! GO!"
Rich threw his head back and, to all of our surprise, slammed both of his hands against the glass. Kevin was still somehow bouncing on his father's cock, and as I looked at his muscular arms, I could see he was using his father's neck as a pole to pull himself up and down on, thus using his own strength to ride his father's baseball bat tool. Now that was dedication!
Rich deposited a HUGE load directly into his son's eager, recently straight hole. He let out a huge "GAHHHHHHHHHH YEAH SON! TAKE IT SON!" as he shot, and we all watched in pleasure as gobs of cum ran out of his son's ass, down his cock and hit the floor in heavy globs. Without warning, the two men suddenly began kissing. It was not a peck, but a deep, tongue filled, passionate kiss.
Without taking his cock out of his son's ass or his tongue out of his son's throat, Rich crouched down on the floor, and lay back. His son was now sitting on his cock, and when their kiss broke he immediately began riding the still throbbing member.
"That's it son! Bring yourself off for daddy! That's it! Don't touch your cock, just do it with mine in your ass!"
"Yes sir!" Kevin said happily. "OH MY GOD! I could do this forever! Why haven't we done this before! I wish...UGH...I wish you weren't married." I watched Kevin's abs contract as he rode, knowing that his father's cock must feel like it's buried up to his stomach.
"Now, now, son. That's not a very nice thing to say about your mother. Though I must admit, UGH, your pussy, UGH is much, MUCH better at this than hers!"
"Yeah! Too bad we're not alone! Maybe we should kick her out."
Rich laughed. "We'll think about that son. Right now you need to get yourself off! RIDE IT BOY!"
Kevin amped up his speed, and within seconds, he threw himself hard down on the cock, threw his head back, and smiled as his cock began to shoot its creamy load. The first shot landed on his chin, and as Rich bucked into him, each shot came a little higher. By the time he was done, his face and hair were coated in his own cum. He leaned forward, and his father began to lick the cum off his son. This was so shocking to the researchers, that the men would go this far, that they were cheering and giving high fives. Someone popped a bottle of champagne.
Still dedicated to his research, the head scientist said over the mic, "Alright, gentlemen. That's all we ask of you, you may clean up and you can come out the door you came in to get your check."
"Did you hear that, Dad?" Kevin said to his father as he licked his face, "They said we need to clean up!" The son slowly began to rise, and it was a beautiful sight to see the many inches of his father's cock exiting his cum filled ass. When he got to the head, he had to pull extra hard to pop it out, and he let a signature, high pitched "YIPE" that I will never forget.
"Go ahead and clean me up son," Rich said, as he spread his legs and let his slowly softening cock fall between his legs. Kevin sprawled out on the floor, and began licking his own ass juices mixed with his father's cum off the very cock that made him. His cute butt wriggled, and I could see that both he and his father were growing hard again. I wanted to stay to see what would happen, but my guide grabbed my hand.
"Come along, we have a lot more to show you in this wing."
TO BE CONTINUED