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Dr. Wolf and his boy Serg
September 07, 2023 | Full Length Video : 42min 47sec
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Dr. Legrand Wolf checked his phone again. The tall, handsome gentleman waited in the spacious Hotel NYC lobby for his brother Cain, who was arriving after a business trip to Ukraine. Cain had urgently requested to meet with Legrand upon his arrival from Kyiv. Initially, Legrand’s heart lurched in his chest. Was everything all right? Had the business deal somehow collapsed?

Cain reassured his brother that the business deal was successful and without any issues. Legrand was relieved to hear this news—but before he could wonder what his brother’s urgency was for, Cain said he wanted to meet with Legrand soon and introduce him to someone.

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Legrand looked up from his phone as he caught sight of his brother and a young man entering the hotel lobby. The young man was fresh-faced, blonde-haired, and stylishly dressed, possibly—well, likely, given the location—Ukrainian. There was something else… familiar about him, but Legrand couldn't quite identify what else stood out about him.

The young man blushed and smiled as he approached Legrand with Cain. He seemed a little too nervous to return Legrand’s gaze, and excused himself to use the hotel’s facilities. Cain, normally a chatterbox of a brother, seemed hesitant to speak. If that didn’t give away that something was going on to Legrand, nothing would.

Legrand's suspicion was that his brother Cain's “urgent requirement” was just to meet another young and attractive companion. Cain had a talent for charming and seducing younger men, what with his broad, thick frame and dashing, bearded face.

Cain cleared his throat and assured Legrand that this was not another teasing show-and-tell situation. At that moment, the handsome boy returned and quietly sat down across the table from Legrand. Legrand, subtly within his peripheral vision, looked him up and down while Cain introduced him. This handsome, healthy twink’s name was Serg.

Serg smiled brightly and blushed in response at hearing his name.

Cain chuckled, then collected himself and redirected the topic back to Legrand. He inquired about the conference Cain had presented at in Kyiv. Cain detailed how the conference had gone very well, but he was glad to be back home to NYC.

They chatted for a bit before curiosity got the better of Legrand and he asked about the shy boy sitting with them. Cain smiled and turned back to Legrand while he kept glancing over at Serg, as if he were trying to communicate something with just his eyes.

Cain described how he and the cute stranger had met and become acquainted during a brief break from the business trip in Kyiv. During their “very enjoyable” activities together, Cain disclosed how the boy was in possession of what he termed as ‘an interesting photo’ on his phone that he suspected that Legrand would want to take a look at.

It was beginning to dawn on Legrand that whatever was on this kid’s phone was more than likely one of the main reasons that Cain had brought them all together. Serg silently took out his device and flicked the screen to life. He scrolled momentarily into his photo album, then set the phone down upon the table top and slid it over so that Legrand could see.

Legrand's life changed forever in one profound moment when he saw a photo of a well-dressed man with kind eyes and a smile on his phone screen. Legrand thought the man looked like him, but… twenty years younger.

And then it hit him.

Legrand took a sharp breath and stared up at Serg. This couldn’t be. He peered over at Cain and requested some clarification. What, exactly, was he looking at?

Cain explained to his brother that the photo he was looking at was the only one that Serg had of his father. Cain took a moment to let the gravity of the situation sink in. Legrand rubbed his face, shook his head, and asked why Cain hadn't told him about this before, especially since Cain had known about this for a while now.

Cain merely replied with a shrug. He said that considering the unique situation it was best to meet in person. Legrand glanced over at Serg, who sat perfectly still, intently observing every word and movement.

Cain insisted that the best possible option, in his opinion, was that everyone come together face-to-face and meet in a safe, comfortable environment. Legrand could hardly disagree, and yet he still felt blindsided. These bombshells were a lot to process.

Legrand considered his options. His face reddened as he suddenly felt like he was under a giant spotlight. He glanced at the phone screen yet again: the photo had been taken by the boy’s mother almost twenty years ago in Ukraine. Legrand marveled at how young and happy he looked back then.

There was so much suddenly that Legrand wanted to say. So much that he wanted to ask. And yet this was not the time nor the place to do so. Legrand asked his brother to allow him and Serg some time and space to be alone together and talk one-on-one.

Cain agreed to this with no hesitation. Legrand and his brother made a date to meet the following evening at Cain’s. They could reconvene and catch up then. Cain said his goodbyes and left the hotel, leaving the reunited father and son staring at one another.

After a few awkward moments, Legrand suggested that he and Serg go upstairs to his hotel room where the two of them could speak in private. Serg smiled that sweet boy smile again and nodded with what Legrand could have sworn was excited, happy eyes.

Back in the hotel room just a few minutes later, Legrand invited the boy to sit. He watched, tongue-tied as Serg calmly walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress.

For his part, Serg felt like he was in a dream. As he sat down on the soft, pure white sheets covering the mattress he couldn’t help but look up. Legrand, his father, was even taller than he’d imagined. At over six-and-a-half feet tall, the shockingly huge, barrel-chested man was quite the beefcake, Serg thought.

For Legrand, he had finally figured out what it was about Serg that unexpectedly plucked at his heart-strings earlier: the boy was a spitting image of his breathtakingly beautiful mother. Serg, much like her, was fairly petite, but it was obvious the boy was clearly into going to the gym. He hardly had any trace left of baby fat remaining from his adolescence, and his physique was well-defined.

Legrand admitted to the boy with a soft, wavering voice that he was uncertain what to say or how to proceed. Serg looked over at a white jacket that lay on the bed next to him. He hadn’t noticed it before, but as he looked at the jacket, he noticed that Legrand’s name was printed on the chest pocket. The print said ‘Dr. Wolf’. Serg’s heart beat just a little faster. Not only was his father a gorgeous, giant DILF, he was successful, as well.

What Serg said in the next moment nearly knocked Legrand down: the boy quietly insisted that when Legrand had mentioned aloud that he thought Serg was cute and sexy, that he genuinely meant it, didn’t he?

Legrand immediately turned red in the face. He recovered enough to admit that although every word that he said was perfectly honest and true, the situation dictated that the interaction from here on out be a solely appropriate one.

Serg suddenly rose from his seat. He boldly strode forward and looked Legrand straight in the eye. He disclosed without a flinch or trace of hesitation that he found his long lost father to be incredibly sexy.

Serg slowly reached up with one hand and gently pulled on his father’s shirt lapels. Legrand was now visibly shaking. His lust and craving for the boy had only intensified with each moment that passed since he’d first laid eyes on him. The reins of control started to loosen. As Serg brought his face up to his uncertain father, Legrand leaned very slowly down and he closed his eyes. And then the sweet boy kissed him.

In the next moment, Legrand pulled his son all the way over to him and held the boy while he kissed him back. Serg slid his tongue inside his father’s mouth. Legrand cupped his son’s head and received the boy’s tongue with total relish.

The breathing and kissing intensified with each passing moment. Legrand put both arms around his son’s sculpted shoulders. He couldn’t help but notice the glimmer of his wedding band—prompting him to slide it off and place it in his pocket.

Legrand knew there was no holding back, no turning back. No regrets, either. This wholly unexpected turn of events had opened up something primal that he couldn’t and wouldn’t try to ignore for even another second.

Legrand took his hand and slid it down and into his son’s pants, delighting in feeling the ultra-soft pubic hair between his large fingers. The boy gasped and opened his mouth wider, allowing the older man to engulf his entire mouth, lips and tongue in a passionate, saliva-swapping feast.

Both of their shirts peeled off quickly and were thrown to the side. Serg pulled his father over to the bed and sat back down on the mattress. His perfect, delicate hands and fingers shook as he unbuttoned his father’s slacks.

As Legrand’s pants finally dropped to the floor, Serg sucked in a sharp breath—his father’s jockeys were already cum-soaked by the enormous daddy dick bulging underneath.

Legrand pushed his son back onto the center of the mattress. He hoisted the boy with one hand and yanked the boy’s jeans off with the other. Serg gasped—he had no idea that he had a deep-seated desire to be handled in such a way.

Legrand firmly pushed his son’s legs back and immediately set his mouth upon the boy’s jockeys, aiming for the sensitive taint beneath his underwear. Legrand inhaled Serg’s scent, all the while running his lips and tongue up and down the boy’s most private of spaces.

Serg rocked his head back against the mattress and had to utilize every ounce of willpower not to shout out with pleasure. Soon, Legrand climbed up onto the bed with his son and allowed his hand and fingers to roam where his tongue once was.

Legrand noticed that Serg’s boy-rod was at full-mast beneath his jockeys. With a primal grunt, Legrand pulled his son’s underwear off and tossed them to the floor.

The good doctor pulled his own jockeys off and began to prepare the horny twink son for the main course. He pulled Serg back up onto his knees and turned him around. He pulled the boy’s face back towards his own and darted his tongue back into his mouth. All the while, Legrand’s massive erection rubbed up and down the Ukrainian’s perfect buttcrack.

The boy bent over and gave his dad the most generous of invites he could muster. Legrand slowly squeezed his aching cock inch-by-inch into Serg’s tunnel. The boy looked back and cried out when he felt how deeply he was being pushed into and explored.

Father and son were soon lost inside what was for both of them the most intensely satisfying experience of their lives. Legrand was amazed by how naturally they fit together. The slow and tender penetration was notably increasing in fervor and pace. Suddenly, Serg was momentarily dismounted and flipped over onto his back. Legrand replanted himself.

As the sex-driven dad rapidly slid his cock in and out of the boy’s hole, Serg grabbed ahold of his own boner and began to frantically stroke it. The bed began to steadily rock as father laid on top of his boy, and rammed his cock faster and deeper than before. Serg wrapped his arms and legs around Legrand’s extra-large, heaving frame.

Now the boy was barely hanging on for dear life. As Legrand’s rapid fire thrusts jackhammered into Serg’s tiny, tight hole, the boy nearly lost consciousness. And then, it happened: The windows of the hotel room may as well have shattered as Legrand’s orgasm jolted through not just his own convulsing frame, but the wailing boy beneath him. Serg was beyond ecstasy. He was perilously out of breath, but he didn’t care.

Father and son had consummated and satisfied their passion for one another. As the now-lovers held each other close and tried to catch their breaths, Legrand stroked his precious son’s beautiful face and promised the fine, young lad that this night was only the beginning…

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Mr Marko

Hailing from the bustling metropolis of New York City, Cain's impressive business acumen is matched only by his rugged and chiseled appearance. He has journeyed to Kyiv International Airport in Ukraine with a singular purpose—to secure a game-changing financial deal for his associates.

During the course of his endeavors, fate intervenes and brings him into contact with Serg through what both believe will be nothing more than a one-night hook-up. Little does Cain know that destiny has something greater in store for them: As it turns out, Serg is not just a newfound lover but also happens to be Cain's long-lost nephew, born out of his brother's service in Ukraine two decades prior.

Played by Cain Marko
DR. WOLF

Dr. Wolf loves his boy. Spending all day in the office, seeing patients of all kinds, he's constantly reminded just how special his own young man is. He's always had the desire to be with him more intimately, but never quite knowing how to broach that subject. He sees the glances at the dinner table, coming out of the shower, and in the gym, but still not sure that he can make the first move. He's met some patients with similar inclinations, giving him a little more courage to explore his relationship. The tall, handsome, hung man can and has been able to sleep with almost anyone he wants, but the ultimate prize is own boy, Jonathan.

Played by Legrand Wolf
Serg

Meet Serg: a stunning, handsome man with a boyish countenance and an enigmatic grin. In the orchestra of Kyiv's nightlife, he's the sought-after melody, pursuing fleeting connections with older men in any way he can. His playful charisma attracts admirers like moths to light.

One such hook-up was with Cain Marko. Serg most definitely had the hots for daddies, so when he saw a hot businessman from the US show up in one of his apps, he messaged the dude straightaway. However, Serg couldn’t help but shake the feeling that Cain looked familiar. Perhaps… too familiar.

Played by Serg Shepard
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The Ties That Bind series cover
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1. Late Night Surprise 35mn
Cain Marko had been through some very interesting—and sometimes, extremely challenging—times in his life, but they somewhat paled in comparison to what he faces today. Arriving early in the morning at Kyiv International Airport in Ukraine, Cain was naturally a bit nervous. The country, let alone the city, was war-charged and scarred. But he figured it was worth the risk—his mission was to close the lucrative financial deal he had been conducting on behalf of his business partners in New York City. After a long day of negotiations and seemingly endless documents to sign, Cain finally finished his business and decided to go back to his hotel room. The hunky DILF had a hankering for a local delicacy—or, more precisely, a hot Ukrainian dude to have some fun with for the evening. To Cain’s delight, some fun crossed his path. Serg, a young-looking blonde twink with a sexy buzzcut, pinged his hookup app. After some dirty, flirty DM’s, the boy made his way to Cain’s hotel room. Their night together was long, and far more worth Cain’s travel than the day’s work had been. In the morning, Serg and Cain laid in bed together with wide, contented smiles on their faces. The sex had been awfully good. The cuddling afterwards—arguably just as satisfying. The young Ukrainian lad laid back against the older American businessman’s furry chest with a beaming countenance. Cain traced his fingers up and down the twink’s smooth chest and arms. Cain invited Serg to stay longer if he liked; there were several hours left to go until the gentleman needed to check out of the hotel. Serg really wished he could have remained cozied-up to that sexy, burly chest, but he knew that he needed to get home soon or his mother would worry. Cain felt a pang of disappointment. He certainly couldn’t explain what had come over him just then, considering he and the boy literally just met. The young Ukrainian dude was foxy as hell and that accent simply knocked Cain out, but there was something else about the lad. There was something inexplicably familiar about Serg, but Cain just couldn’t put his finger on it. Serg sat up on the edge of the bed. He watched as Cain gave him a deep, interested gaze. He was sure Cain didn’t want to leave. With this in mind, Serg hopped off of the bed and instead of getting dressed, he picked up his phone and returned to Cain’s side in the bed. He wasn’t sure why, but Serg felt an impulse to share something with Cain. The boy pulled up his phone screen and showed the American a recent photo of his mother. Cain arched his eyebrow; she was quite beautiful. Serg blushed when the sweet-faced man suggested kindly that the boy got his good looks from her. And then, things got real. Serg casually commented that, in fact, his mother had told him that he looked very much like his father. However, sadly, the young boy had never met his father. Apparently, around twenty years ago, Serg’s mother had a brief but passionate affair with a charming, kind-hearted Mormon missionary. It was this specific admission that made Cain take a sharp breath. Serg swiped his phone screen and pulled up another photo. This time it was of a dashing gentleman with kind eyes and a warm smile wearing what looked like church-going attire. But that is not what invoked shock in Cain. What did was when Serg said that the man in the photo was apparently his father. Cain was certain: the man in the photo was also Cain’s brother. Cain had lost nearly all the color in his face. One could imagine that the dude didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. Serg, meanwhile, sat perfectly still, as if any movement would capsize them. Their glances went from their phone screen to one another as they considered who they were to each other, and what they, the night before, had together. *** From Serg’s point of view, the evening before had begun uneventfully. Bored and horny, the pretty twink pulled up his apps and found himself an incredible catch: a sturdy, chiseled hunk of a man from New York City was nearby looking for some hot hotel room fun. The lusty twink most definitely had the hots for daddies, so he messaged the sexy dude straightaway. As the young lad walked down the hallway to Cain’s suite, he quickly checked in with his mother and let her know that he was “with a friend”, but would check in later. Serg ended the call, then collected himself and knocked on the hotel room door. The man that let Serg in was even better looking in person than in his photos. The sexy daddy had a massive, muscular body and a golden smile. Serg couldn’t help but comment on how attractive he thought Cain was—when someone looks that good, you just gotta let ‘em know, he thought. Serg absolutely adored the way Cain looked at him. Cain drank the boy up with his eyes as if he were thirsty. Cain stripped the steamed-up twink’s shirt and jeans and laid him belly-down on the mattress. All that remained was the boy’s thin, tight black briefs. He lavishly rubbed his soft, fleecy beard up, down and all around the material, making Serg keen and moan as the experienced daddy gently pressed his face into the boy’s backside and inhaled deeply. It was at this moment that young Serg couldn’t believe his luck at finding such a masterful, magic man. Serg was delightfully taken aback by Cain’s wondrous sexuality expressed with such generosity and legitimate longing. But he was not the only one that longed—Cain needed a blowjob right away. Serg was more than happy to deliver—the eager twink moaned around mouthfuls and his eyelids fluttered involuntarily at the divine flavor and texture of Cain’s meat. Cain’s length and girth were almost burdensome for most, but the boy had zero problems taking it all into his wet mouth. Had the gratified dad tried to form words, they merely would’ve just spilled out as incoherent vowels. Hours went by and yet their time together felt like mere minutes. Serg couldn’t believe how electrifying Cain’s tongue felt. It never left Serg’s mouth for long as they enthusiastically made the bed springs creak. Between the pounding of his hole and the strength of Cain’s kiss, Serg knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer. Serg sang as his climax completely enveloped him. His tight, tender rectum clenched with the waves of intense pleasure that rocked his entire body. The further-tightening love tunnel was all Cain’s cock needed to proceed with a bed-shaking orgasm. As their minds and bodies calmed in the afterglow of their shared climax, Cain held the boy tightly to him as they shared a suddenly deep moment neither one of them could wrap their minds around, but were somehow very grateful for anyway. Serg just wanted to enjoy the precious moment while he could with this unexpectedly wonderful stranger. It was really too bad that Serg had to leave sooner rather than later—and probably would never see Mr. Marko again…
2. Reunion 43mn
Dr. Legrand Wolf checked his phone again. The tall, handsome gentleman waited in the spacious Hotel NYC lobby for his brother Cain, who was arriving after a business trip to Ukraine. Cain had urgently requested to meet with Legrand upon his arrival from Kyiv. Initially, Legrand’s heart lurched in his chest. Was everything all right? Had the business deal somehow collapsed? Cain reassured his brother that the business deal was successful and without any issues. Legrand was relieved to hear this news—but before he could wonder what his brother’s urgency was for, Cain said he wanted to meet with Legrand soon and introduce him to someone. Legrand looked up from his phone as he caught sight of his brother and a young man entering the hotel lobby. The young man was fresh-faced, blonde-haired, and stylishly dressed, possibly—well, likely, given the location—Ukrainian. There was something else… familiar about him, but Legrand couldn't quite identify what else stood out about him. The young man blushed and smiled as he approached Legrand with Cain. He seemed a little too nervous to return Legrand’s gaze, and excused himself to use the hotel’s facilities. Cain, normally a chatterbox of a brother, seemed hesitant to speak. If that didn’t give away that something was going on to Legrand, nothing would. Legrand's suspicion was that his brother Cain's “urgent requirement” was just to meet another young and attractive companion. Cain had a talent for charming and seducing younger men, what with his broad, thick frame and dashing, bearded face. Cain cleared his throat and assured Legrand that this was not another teasing show-and-tell situation. At that moment, the handsome boy returned and quietly sat down across the table from Legrand. Legrand, subtly within his peripheral vision, looked him up and down while Cain introduced him. This handsome, healthy twink’s name was Serg. Serg smiled brightly and blushed in response at hearing his name. Cain chuckled, then collected himself and redirected the topic back to Legrand. He inquired about the conference Cain had presented at in Kyiv. Cain detailed how the conference had gone very well, but he was glad to be back home to NYC. They chatted for a bit before curiosity got the better of Legrand and he asked about the shy boy sitting with them. Cain smiled and turned back to Legrand while he kept glancing over at Serg, as if he were trying to communicate something with just his eyes. Cain described how he and the cute stranger had met and become acquainted during a brief break from the business trip in Kyiv. During their “very enjoyable” activities together, Cain disclosed how the boy was in possession of what he termed as ‘an interesting photo’ on his phone that he suspected that Legrand would want to take a look at. It was beginning to dawn on Legrand that whatever was on this kid’s phone was more than likely one of the main reasons that Cain had brought them all together. Serg silently took out his device and flicked the screen to life. He scrolled momentarily into his photo album, then set the phone down upon the table top and slid it over so that Legrand could see. Legrand's life changed forever in one profound moment when he saw a photo of a well-dressed man with kind eyes and a smile on his phone screen. Legrand thought the man looked like him, but… twenty years younger. And then it hit him. Legrand took a sharp breath and stared up at Serg. This couldn’t be. He peered over at Cain and requested some clarification. What, exactly, was he looking at? Cain explained to his brother that the photo he was looking at was the only one that Serg had of his father. Cain took a moment to let the gravity of the situation sink in. Legrand rubbed his face, shook his head, and asked why Cain hadn't told him about this before, especially since Cain had known about this for a while now. Cain merely replied with a shrug. He said that considering the unique situation it was best to meet in person. Legrand glanced over at Serg, who sat perfectly still, intently observing every word and movement. Cain insisted that the best possible option, in his opinion, was that everyone come together face-to-face and meet in a safe, comfortable environment. Legrand could hardly disagree, and yet he still felt blindsided. These bombshells were a lot to process. Legrand considered his options. His face reddened as he suddenly felt like he was under a giant spotlight. He glanced at the phone screen yet again: the photo had been taken by the boy’s mother almost twenty years ago in Ukraine. Legrand marveled at how young and happy he looked back then. There was so much suddenly that Legrand wanted to say. So much that he wanted to ask. And yet this was not the time nor the place to do so. Legrand asked his brother to allow him and Serg some time and space to be alone together and talk one-on-one. Cain agreed to this with no hesitation. Legrand and his brother made a date to meet the following evening at Cain’s. They could reconvene and catch up then. Cain said his goodbyes and left the hotel, leaving the reunited father and son staring at one another. After a few awkward moments, Legrand suggested that he and Serg go upstairs to his hotel room where the two of them could speak in private. Serg smiled that sweet boy smile again and nodded with what Legrand could have sworn was excited, happy eyes. Back in the hotel room just a few minutes later, Legrand invited the boy to sit. He watched, tongue-tied as Serg calmly walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress. For his part, Serg felt like he was in a dream. As he sat down on the soft, pure white sheets covering the mattress he couldn’t help but look up. Legrand, his father, was even taller than he’d imagined. At over six-and-a-half feet tall, the shockingly huge, barrel-chested man was quite the beefcake, Serg thought. For Legrand, he had finally figured out what it was about Serg that unexpectedly plucked at his heart-strings earlier: the boy was a spitting image of his breathtakingly beautiful mother. Serg, much like her, was fairly petite, but it was obvious the boy was clearly into going to the gym. He hardly had any trace left of baby fat remaining from his adolescence, and his physique was well-defined. Legrand admitted to the boy with a soft, wavering voice that he was uncertain what to say or how to proceed. Serg looked over at a white jacket that lay on the bed next to him. He hadn’t noticed it before, but as he looked at the jacket, he noticed that Legrand’s name was printed on the chest pocket. The print said ‘Dr. Wolf’. Serg’s heart beat just a little faster. Not only was his father a gorgeous, giant DILF, he was successful, as well. What Serg said in the next moment nearly knocked Legrand down: the boy quietly insisted that when Legrand had mentioned aloud that he thought Serg was cute and sexy, that he genuinely meant it, didn’t he? Legrand immediately turned red in the face. He recovered enough to admit that although every word that he said was perfectly honest and true, the situation dictated that the interaction from here on out be a solely appropriate one. Serg suddenly rose from his seat. He boldly strode forward and looked Legrand straight in the eye. He disclosed without a flinch or trace of hesitation that he found his long lost father to be incredibly sexy. Serg slowly reached up with one hand and gently pulled on his father’s shirt lapels. Legrand was now visibly shaking. His lust and craving for the boy had only intensified with each moment that passed since he’d first laid eyes on him. The reins of control started to loosen. As Serg brought his face up to his uncertain father, Legrand leaned very slowly down and he closed his eyes. And then the sweet boy kissed him. In the next moment, Legrand pulled his son all the way over to him and held the boy while he kissed him back. Serg slid his tongue inside his father’s mouth. Legrand cupped his son’s head and received the boy’s tongue with total relish. The breathing and kissing intensified with each passing moment. Legrand put both arms around his son’s sculpted shoulders. He couldn’t help but notice the glimmer of his wedding band—prompting him to slide it off and place it in his pocket. Legrand knew there was no holding back, no turning back. No regrets, either. This wholly unexpected turn of events had opened up something primal that he couldn’t and wouldn’t try to ignore for even another second. Legrand took his hand and slid it down and into his son’s pants, delighting in feeling the ultra-soft pubic hair between his large fingers. The boy gasped and opened his mouth wider, allowing the older man to engulf his entire mouth, lips and tongue in a passionate, saliva-swapping feast. Both of their shirts peeled off quickly and were thrown to the side. Serg pulled his father over to the bed and sat back down on the mattress. His perfect, delicate hands and fingers shook as he unbuttoned his father’s slacks. As Legrand’s pants finally dropped to the floor, Serg sucked in a sharp breath—his father’s jockeys were already cum-soaked by the enormous daddy dick bulging underneath. Legrand pushed his son back onto the center of the mattress. He hoisted the boy with one hand and yanked the boy’s jeans off with the other. Serg gasped—he had no idea that he had a deep-seated desire to be handled in such a way. Legrand firmly pushed his son’s legs back and immediately set his mouth upon the boy’s jockeys, aiming for the sensitive taint beneath his underwear. Legrand inhaled Serg’s scent, all the while running his lips and tongue up and down the boy’s most private of spaces. Serg rocked his head back against the mattress and had to utilize every ounce of willpower not to shout out with pleasure. Soon, Legrand climbed up onto the bed with his son and allowed his hand and fingers to roam where his tongue once was. Legrand noticed that Serg’s boy-rod was at full-mast beneath his jockeys. With a primal grunt, Legrand pulled his son’s underwear off and tossed them to the floor. The good doctor pulled his own jockeys off and began to prepare the horny twink son for the main course. He pulled Serg back up onto his knees and turned him around. He pulled the boy’s face back towards his own and darted his tongue back into his mouth. All the while, Legrand’s massive erection rubbed up and down the Ukrainian’s perfect buttcrack. The boy bent over and gave his dad the most generous of invites he could muster. Legrand slowly squeezed his aching cock inch-by-inch into Serg’s tunnel. The boy looked back and cried out when he felt how deeply he was being pushed into and explored. Father and son were soon lost inside what was for both of them the most intensely satisfying experience of their lives. Legrand was amazed by how naturally they fit together. The slow and tender penetration was notably increasing in fervor and pace. Suddenly, Serg was momentarily dismounted and flipped over onto his back. Legrand replanted himself. As the sex-driven dad rapidly slid his cock in and out of the boy’s hole, Serg grabbed ahold of his own boner and began to frantically stroke it. The bed began to steadily rock as father laid on top of his boy, and rammed his cock faster and deeper than before. Serg wrapped his arms and legs around Legrand’s extra-large, heaving frame. Now the boy was barely hanging on for dear life. As Legrand’s rapid fire thrusts jackhammered into Serg’s tiny, tight hole, the boy nearly lost consciousness. And then, it happened: The windows of the hotel room may as well have shattered as Legrand’s orgasm jolted through not just his own convulsing frame, but the wailing boy beneath him. Serg was beyond ecstasy. He was perilously out of breath, but he didn’t care. Father and son had consummated and satisfied their passion for one another. As the now-lovers held each other close and tried to catch their breaths, Legrand stroked his precious son’s beautiful face and promised the fine, young lad that this night was only the beginning…
3. New Family 23mn
Cain Marko didn’t know what else to do. His nephew Serg had promised to text him when the meeting with the boy’s long lost father had ended. No such text arrived, and although he might have had cause for alarm, he knew the kid well enough by now that he wasn’t shy about spontaneously jumping into adventures. He assumed that Serg had merely slipped into the bustling nightlife thrills of NYC and… well, at the very least he hoped the boy got laid. But now it was half-past ten in the morning and no word from Serg. Cain decided to go back to the hotel and see if his brother Legrand—Serg’s recently-found father—had a line on where the boy might have ventured off to. To Cain’s astonishment, the fellow who answered the door wasn’t his brother Legrand. It was his nephew, Serg! And he had a mile-wide smile when he opened the door, barely covered. Cain followed the happy-eyed twink into the room in a sort of disbelief. Serg casually waltzed over to the king-size bed and laid himself upon the mattress. He kicked back and gazed over at his hunky uncle, who by all accounts was still unsure as to how to proceed. Finally, Cain expressed his puzzlement over the fact that Serg was here in Legrand’s hotel room, mostly naked and… he silently wondered—did Serg and Legrand..? The curious uncle scratched his beard in thought. With a self-satisfied smile, Serg related to his uncle how he and his father Legrand had moved their hang-out session up to the hotel room, where things got… well, to punctuate that thought, Serg spread his legs slightly and briefly revealed his dick underneath the skimpy white towel he donned around his waist. Cain coughed and adjusted himself. The temperature in the room seemed to have risen a few degrees. Serg continued to casually, coyly eye his clearly aroused uncle. Cain glanced around the spacious hotel room. Where was Legrand? Serg quickly piped up that his father had left a few hours earlier to attend a business conference, but would return in a bit. Cain clicked his tongue and clasped his hands together. Then, not really knowing what else to say, he returned Serg’s smile and politely excused himself. He certainly didn’t want to be an intrusion. Serg nearly leapt from the bed as he implored his uncle not to leave. He slid down to the edge of the bed and touched Cain’s hand. Serg looked up at Cain and offered the DILF his most earnest "stay-awhile-and-fuck-me" gaze. Cain melted under that expression, and then, mutually, they groped. In just a few moments, the twink’s towel was tossed away and Cain’s clothes were thrown all over the floor. Naked and alone together once more, Serg was utterly ravished by his lustful uncle. They had really only known each other for a few weeks, but even still, their sexual chemistry was Impossible to ignore. Precum oozed from Serg’s stiff shaft. The boy suspected that his uncle had skipped breakfast, since the hungry DILF ate his boy hole out like a starving beast. Then Cain grabbed his meat and wiped his own precum all over Serg’s tender, puckering entry. He pushed his cock all the way in and then quickly all the way out. And then, as Serg let out a high-pitched, cacophonous cry—to both boy and man’s surprise—the door to the hotel room opened. Their elated cries came to an abrupt halt. It was Legrand. Serg and Cain’s heads whipped around and they froze, like terrified prey. When Legrand entered the room, the first thing that hit him was the powerful, musky-sweet aroma of pre-cum, sweat and sex. While Cain didn’t necessarily feel much guilt about boning his brother’s twink son, he could certainly understand how Legrand might not be thrilled about it. However, to Cain’s slight surprise, Legrand gave his brother a wink and told him to keep going. Fact is, Serg had outright confessed to his father the night before about what had happened back in Kyiv between him and Cain when they first met. In Serg’s mind, he felt like the understanding MD had taken in, digested, and fully accepted the situation with grace. Serg loved his father even more so because of that. Legrand casually walked over to the other side of the bed and sat down in a chair. He never took his eyes off of his brother as watched the action. Serg didn’t know who to keep his own eyes on—his sweet, sexy uncle or handsome DILF father. The sounds Serg made caused Legrand to loosen his tie and wipe his brow. As Cain got back into his fuck-rhythm, Legrand began to touch himself. After a few moments, Legrand rose from his seat and dropped his drawers. He massaged his aching erection as he watched. As Legrand stroked his cock, he recalled another topic of conversation that he and Serg had had the night before. Legrand had made his own confession: he and his brother Cain were no stranger to threesomes. While Cain was more the type to go out and bring home a fine young dude to screw, sometimes Legrand would join. And more than that, Legrand and his brother shared a long-kept family secret: he and Cain were casual lovers in private. They shared a room as children and when the close-knit brothers reached adolescence, they began to explore their awakening sexuality and fool around. Serg nearly shot his load when, after Legrand stripped down to his jockeys and hopped onto the bed, he immediately locked eyes again with Cain. With a heavy pause and a look of longing, Legrand began feeling up his brother’s broad, buff, furry chest. Then they kissed. Serg held back joyful tears while furiously beating his own dick. Cain couldn’t believe his sensational luck. He pulled out of Serg’s hole and offered it to Legrand. The MD happily obliged. Serg rolled off of his back and into the doggy position. Legrand sunk his cock all the way in. The boy was loosened up for sure, but was still insanely tight. Cain leaned over, grabbed his brother’s handsome face and slid his tongue inside. Legrand was perilously close to blowing. The taste of his brother always got his rocks off and in this situation the desire to release had rarely felt this powerful. Seconds later, the cumshot of the century erupted from Serg’s father and, when the orgasm finished and he eventually pulled out, all three dudes could not do much more than shake, wheeze, and sigh. Legrand leaned over and placed a lust-driven kiss hard on his darling son’s mouth. Suddenly, Cain’s hand moved to Serg’s shoulder, pulling him gently back. The twink barely had time to gulp some air before the other horny brother grabbed on and began face-fucking his nephew. The moaning brothers gave each other a knowing look. Cain was close to cumming, and Legrand leaned over his son to kiss him again, lips locked with the most intimate passion. After several minutes of this Legrand took his tongue out of the boy, waiting to see what would happen next. Turns out, Serg wanted some uncle spit for himself and so he went for Cain’s tongue. Legrand then instructed his son to turn around and get those lips around his father’s throbbing cock again. This Serg did in an instant. At the same time, Cain stooped over, licked the boy’s hole, and without further ado, plunged his daddy dick all the way into the well-fucked anus. It seemed no matter how hard, deep, or intensely Serg was penetrated, regardless of orifice even, the horny twink just couldn’t ever get enough. Cain noticed, too, and with that thought stared right into Legrand’s eyes, grabbed onto his nephew’s waist, then blasted. The cumshot was unsurprisingly explosive—the torrid waves of mind-numbing pleasure shook Cain to the core. It felt like seven or eight blasts burst from his cock. Cain and Legrand grasped one another and embraced over the near-to-tears twink. As Legrand, Cain and Serg held each other close, the boy couldn’t help but count his blessings. One thing that Serg could say: he would always be proud of where he came from, but he was simply overjoyed to finally be with his father and uncle way from across the Atlantic, far from home.
4. After Hours 26mn
It was a spectacular fall evening—or at least that was the sentiment of Dr. Legrand Wolf. The tall, strikingly handsome DILF had a smile that stretched from ear-to-ear. He felt like the luckiest guy alive because accompanying him was his hunky brother Cain and his long-lost son, Serg. The three fellows walked along the bustling streets of downtown NYC simply enjoying one another’s company—openly affectionate with not a care in the world. Cain realized that in their wanderings, they had come upon one of his many pottery studios. Cain suggested that they pop into the studio and have a little family fun time. Legrand looked over at Serg who nodded enthusiastically at this idea. But first, the good doctor needed to run a quick errand. He kissed his son and embraced his brother, and promised he would meet them in the studio as soon as he could. Upon entering the pottery studio, with a sultry smile, Cain instructed the boy to remove his clothing. Serg was always game to get naked, but he was uncertain about the appropriateness of the place and time. As Cain whipped off his shirt, he assured the young man that this was his place of business and it was after hours, after all, they were free to do as they pleased. A moment later, Serg and his foxy, muscle-bound uncle found themselves completely naked and all over each other. Well-built like an Olympic track athlete, Serg turned heads wherever he went. Cain couldn’t believe his continued luck--the petite twink was a perfect specimen with clothes on. Naked and erect, the happy DILF was sure he was dreaming as Serg in his birthday suit always knocked him out! Serg got up on tip-toes and wrapped his arms around his studly uncle. Serg knew that he was incredibly lucky in his own right– his uncle Cain was built like a heavyweight boxing champ and a lumberjack mixed into one. He was absolutely Serg’s type and the giddy twink’s tongue communicated that fact deep inside the DILF's sweet mouth. After several hot minutes of groping and making out, Cain got a fun idea. As young Serg had never been in a pottery studio before, let alone work a pottery wheel, he sat the boy down, got behind him and showed Serg how to mold clay. The two dudes’ cocks stayed rock hard during the tutorial. Serg was pretty raw at clay molding, but Cain helped the youngster use his hands and fingers properly to make sure the piece kept its shape while the wheel spun. Serg was completely mesmerized by the intimacy as Cain’s hands and fingers melded with his own hands and fingers. It was then that Legrand popped his head in. He most definitely wanted to join in on this family fun, indeed. As Legrand shrugged off articles of clothing, he quipped in some helpful hints on how to form the clay. Lots of wetness and lubrication was necessary to keep the piece from becoming too flaccid. Suddenly, Serg just couldn’t keep focused on pottery when his dad stood less than three feet away with a major hard-on bulging in his jeans. Legrand leaned in for a kiss. Serg eagerly swallowed his daddy’s tongue. And you can bet that Cain wanted a taste, too! Now the threesome had clearly lost their interest in pottery. After Cain and Serg got cleaned up, Legrand suggested that since he and his brother were usually focused on getting their own pipes thoroughly cleaned, perhaps this was a good time to solely focus on the boy’s pleasure. Serg blushed furiously with a suddenly rabid yearning. He constantly craved his daddies’ hands and mouths all over him, and too much was certainly never enough. He also loved to get his daddy and uncle off any way that he could, but this exclusive attention was yet another wet dream cum true! Serg’s cock twitched and jumped as Cain teased the boy’s pinhole with eager fingers. Legrand groped his son and pushed his tongue deep into the boy’s wet, hungry mouth. Serg thought that he possibly might cum right then and there as he groped his daddy’s long cock, which threatened to burst through the thin fabric of his jockeys. Cain dropped to his knees and replaced his fingers with his tongue. There was no lube handy at the studio, so luscious daddy saliva would have to do. Young Serg spent the next few magical hours being expertly handled by the hottest daddies imaginable. Cain and Legrand took turns hoisting Serg’s hard body up into their arms while the other plunged his mighty erection up and into the exquisitely tight twink fuck-tunnel. Serg drove the two daddies absolutely wild with his sharp, ecstatic cries of delight. Serg’s well-fucked sweet spot sent shivers down his spine. And inevitably, the feverish young hottie couldn’t last any longer. Still in the spit-roast position, Legrand made passionate love to the boy’s mouth and Cain’s fuck rhythm really got rockin’. Then, it happened. Rope upon rope of thick, creamy twink jizz flew in copious amounts from his boy boner. The delighted DILFs savored every second of the pulsating, powerful cum shots. In a wondrous state of bliss and contentment, Serg fell back into the loving, devoted arms of his father and uncle. No words could describe emotions that flooded through him as the super-charged orgasm vibrated through his entire being. Legrand, Cain, and Serg took turns tenderly kissing and embracing one another--each one wishing that the moment could go on and on…
5. Closer 36mn
It was quite a shock for Dr. Wolf when his brother told him that he had a twenty year-old love child from his military tour of duty in Ukraine decades ago. When he met the boy, though, there was an instant bond. Serg was a wonderful young man that a father could not help but be proud of. It certainly didn’t hurt that he was very handsome, and that his favorite thing in the world was having a fat cock plow his ass. That was how the boy and his Uncle had met, after all. Since Mr. Marko found and introduced Serg to his father, the three of them have had a lot of fun together. Life goes on, though, and Mr. Marko is off on another business trip. It’s time to say goodbye to his nephew. Serg points out that it’s early for dinner and there’s time for one last family fuck before they go out. How can a good father say no to that? Things start out with Serg stripped down and spread out between his favorite two men, who begin to play with their favorite toy. Dr. Wolf and Mr. Marko take turns deep-kissing Serg and playing with his ass. They are just about ready to strip themselves down and fuck him. Serg surprises his dad and uncle with a parting request: Serg has never fucked a man before and he would like Mr. Marko to be his first! The two men are surprised and a bit amused by his request but, when they realize he’s serious, Mr. Marko just can’t say “no” to his nephew. While he’s mostly a top, he’s been fucked before and knows what it takes. It was actually his brother that took his cherry, after all. Dr. Wolf helps Serg get his Uncle undressed. Serg gets to work eating his Uncle’s hole, something that, even if he hasn’t done it much, he’s certainly learned by example. It’s time for the two men to get Serg ready. They stand him up on the sofa so that Mr. Marko can suck his cock, while his dad can’t resist diving into the cute ass right in front of his face. Before Serg gets his first fuck, he has to earn it by being spit-roasted by the two sexy bears. Finally, the time has come and Mr. Marko lays back with his legs in the air while Dr. Wolf helps his son get lubed up. Serg starts to fuck his uncle while his dad sits back watching and jacking his huge cock. Dr. Wolf can’t help but get in on the fun, though. Soon, he has his fat cock burried in his son’s hole, forcing the boy to fuck back onto his dad’s dick between thrusting his boy-cock into his uncle. All three of them are loving it, but before Serg is allowed breed his uncle Mr. Marko and Dr. Wolf remind Serg of his place in the family hierarchy. First, Mr. Marko fucks Serg and and soon finds himself in the middle of a sandwich with his brother’s giant cock fucking him into his nephew. Dr. Wolf lays back on the sofa and tells Serg to climb on. Serg starts riding his father’s dick like can’t get a load in his hole fast enough. Once his boy is opened up and lubed with cum, the Doctor orders his boy to take his Uncle’s load, as well. Serg is more than happy to obey. With Mr. Marko begging through clenched teeth, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Serg rides his uncle to an incredible climax. This visit might be almost over, but these two horny brothers aren’t going to let their new boy get away without some lifelong memories!
6. Next Steps 32mn
‘Twas New Year’s Eve day in New York City. Dr. Legrand Wolf and his long-lost, newly-discovered Ukrainian son Serg walked hand-in-hand along the bustling parkways and tourist-swarming avenues. Dr. Wolf couldn’t help but beam with pure happiness—Serg had just informed him that he would be extending his stay in New York for a few more days and then make the return trip home to Kyiv. Truth be told, Dr. Wolf wished with all of his heart, mind, and body that his son could stay even longer. One could dream, at least. However, Serg also confessed that back in Kyiv his mother missed him so much so that at first, she was reluctant to agree when Serg told her he was staying longer. Ever the loyal son, he promised his mother that he would fly home shortly after the New Year. As father and son enjoyed the sights of the city, along with one another’s conversation and company, Dr. Wolf had an idea: he suggested—to the blonde angel’s delight—that they spend the rest of the day at his high-rise luxury apartment on the outskirts of Central Park. Serg completely forgot all about Times Square and tugged excitedly on his father’s coat sleeve— could they please? Dr. Wolf leaned down and kissed his grinning cherub on the forehead. He adored it when Serg’s countenance lit up and he got excited. In fact, Dr. Wolf discreetly adjusted himself as he and Serg waited for the crosswalk light to turn green. Mere minutes later, Serg sat on a cushy chair next to one of the large bay windows of Dr. Wolf’s luxury apartment. Overlooking the entire city from the thirty-third floor, Serg gasped in wonder when his father told him to get comfortable and enjoy the view. Dr. Wolf chuckled to himself. After some time, it was clear that the boy’s attention and eager eyes could barely look at anything but him, which in Serg’s mind was a sight even more perfect than the sparkling sprawl of the city. The love-struck lovers murmured sweet nothings to one another and basked in the shared sexual tension. With a surge of sheer, uncontrollable desire, Serg suddenly leapt from his seat and flung himself into his father’s big, strong, always-warm and loving arms. Dr. Wolf kissed his son deeply, holding the boy’s incredibly hot body tightly to his own. Tongues, lips, hands, and fingers communicated all of the things that words simply could not. The bedroom was so close, and yet still too far away. The heat was hot, the compulsion to undress was impossible to resist, and the commencement of their lovemaking was too urgent to wait even another moment. Dr. Wolf’s hands were all over his son’s body; the youngster craved his daddy’s insatiable sexual appetite. After a long, red-hot, makeout session, Serg finally dropped to his knees. The twink’s fingers trembled slightly as he unzipped Dr. Wolf’s pants. The massive DILF staff was fully engorged—pulsating in the boy’s ravishing presence. Then Serg grasped the girthy magic-pop and slurped it down. And with thoughtful, sexy precision, he massaged his daddy’s bull-sized testes at the same time. The lucky boy memorized how the mighty, meaty shaft felt in his mouth—savoring the musky aroma of Dr. Wolf’s manhood. He barely fought off the urge to bury his face into the moaning giant’s taint and scrotum and instead inhaled deeply. Serg’s oral skills caused Dr. Wolf to sway and sigh. He gripped his son’s muscular shoulder and took a deep breath as Serg’s tongue swirled around all the precious, sensitive areas around his glistening glans. Fact is, the dizzying, delightful pleasures forced Dr. Wolf to admit that he not only needed to sit down, but he needed his pretty blond progeny to sit down as well—on his dick! This, the happy twink did in an instant. He rose, turned the opposite direction, and then slowly sunk down, down, all the way down onto his father’s huge rod. Thrusting upwards with fearsome lust and primal need, Dr. Wolf rammed his boy’s super-tight hole. Serg’s mind spun and his heart hammered inside his well-defined chest. He could feel his daddy’s entire fuck-iron pistoning past the deepest part of him and into anatomical realms he hadn’t known were there until now. Suddenly, Serg spun around like a top—all the while still clenching with his tight hole—on Dr. Wolf’s cock and then drove his young tongue into the howling DILF’s mouth. He gyrated and ground even deeper onto the daddy dick, which had swollen to unprecedented girth. Serg knew his father was close. Father and son clung to one another, sweat glistening in the afternoon sunlight that shone from the baby-blue sky outside. Serg rode that cock and realized how little time remained—how precious and profound. The boy cried out. A blissful orgasm reverberated throughout his entire being. Seconds later, Dr. Wolf wrapped his arms around his son even tighter than ever. The boy’s mind-bending orgasm and subsequent shouts of joy were all Daddy could take. His climax sent jolts of cum that felt to both father and son like thunderous spray violently exploding out of a firehose. Father and son held on to one another tightly—wouldn’t, couldn’t let go—not for anything. Dr. Wolf and Serg finally opened their eyes and pressed their foreheads together. Words were completely unnecessary. But if something could escape their lips, it was a four letter word that they hadn’t yet dared say—but in that moment- all they needed to do was let it be. And just feel it…
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