Re: REAL father\son attraction?
Here is a story I wrote for Valentine’s day. I wish it was true buts it’s not.
A visit from Dad.
Part 1: the phonecall
I was surprised when I got the call. It was mom.“Your father is coming to visit you.”
“When are you coming?”
“I’m not coming. Just your dad. He said he wants to visit his son alone.”
I was taken aback.
“Oh, ok”
In the past dad and I had a difficult relationship. He was cold and I was contemptuous of him. I rebelled. We screamed at eachother. But the sight of him walking around the house in white munsingware briefs would stop me dead in my tracks. It made my heat race. I had to force myself to not stare. This was my dad I would think. I should not be getting aroused. But oooooooooh look at him. Cute moustache. Fit body. The white fabric of his underwear. In contact with dads masculine ass. I contact with his luscious uncut pipi.
I suppressed my attraction to him. It made me hate him more.
It has been nearly 20 years since I moved out of the house at 19. Since then I made amends with dad. At some point I realized he was human. And as I did my attraction to him grew stronger. Dad is still sexy as hell. He is still tall and fit. He has a very full head of dark curly salt and pepper hair. Unbelievably thick big bushy moustache. Glasses. He is always impeccably dressed in handsome shirts and linen pants. Women look approvingly when he enters a room. He is so handsome. Warm comforting smile. Mischievous eyes. Kissable lips. Oh what kissable lips.
Now he was coming to visit. Alone. Part of me felt nervous. And part of me felt warm. I didn’t think anything would happen between us. But I wanted him so badly. When I looked at him I thought about the naked body underneath his clothes. I wanted his body. I wanted to rub his hard pipi on my cheek. And sniff dad’s nutsack. And play with my father’s fantastic fuckin’ fabulous foreskin.
I had caught glimpses of dad’s manhood. It was extraordinary. I had seen it limp and it was huge. The foreskin formed a good sized nipple that covered his cockhead. I hungered to taste it. To explore the delicate inner lining with my tongue. I had only seen it a couple of times but the image is fresh in my mind.
Dad’s cock. The one on penis on the planet I long to caress the most. Based on the size and appearance of his limp cock, I would estimate that it would grow to a good 10 inches erect and that his foreskin would completely cover the head. I want to suck him until I felt his cock erupt and fill my mouth with the juice of his testicles. I usually spit out semen but dad’s I would definitely savoswallow. I have been with guys who were huge and I have been with guys who were uncut. But I have never been with a man whose cock was both huge and uncut. And I have never been fucked by a huge cock, only average sized ones. But I knew one thing. My favorite fantasy is to have dad fuck my brains out with his jumbo pipi. Face to face. Him on top. To hear him moan and grunt as he thrust in and out of me. To kiss his lips passionately and feel pangs of pleasure as my prostate was stimulated by dad’s foreskin covered cock. Now he was coming for a two week visit. By himself. I thought about him walking around the house in his undies. Maybe I would turn up the thermostat to encourage him to take off his clothes. I thought about offering to do his laundry. Getting access to dad’s undies made my heart race. And the silky socks he wore with his dress shoes. If I couldn’t sniff his nutsack at least I could get an approximation of what it would smell like by sniffing his undies. The first day dad was visiting was valentine’s day. My mind was filled with ideas of how I wanted to celebrate it. So many things I wanted to do with this man. If only… My heart was filled with primal deep rooted lust for him. If only he shared my feelings. Our lovemaking would be epic. I fell asleep that night thinking about rolling around in bed with him. The next morning I jerked off in the shower. One finger was inserted deeply into my asshole. Imagining my finger was Dad’s cock. Imagining how amazing it would be....
Next:
Part II: the visit
Part II: the first night
The night before dad’s visit I had trouble sleeping. I was thinking about his underwear. I jerked off thinking about kissing his lips and getting my hands on his naked body.
Dad arrived right on Schedule at 9:00 PM. He looked handsome in a stylish dress shirt and linen pants. On the way to the airport I had hoped my attraction to him would not be strong, but as usual it was and mind started to think about the delightfully hairy legs underneath the linen slacks. He gave me a very warm welcome. A tight hug and kiss on the cheek. I hugged him back, not wanting to let go.
On the way home he told me he loved me and was glad he was here. I nearly swerved off the road when he squeezed my leg.
Back at home I helped dad with his bags and he went to use the bathroom. I stood near the bathroom and listened as he peed. I wasn’t particularly into water sports, but the idea of warm fluid gushing out of my dad’s pecker was something I was definitely into. There is no doubt I would have loved to have him finish peeing in my mouth.
Dad came out and I looked at him. My eyes lingered longer than they should have. He smiled.
I got nervous and asked him if he wanted a drink. I brought us some wine and we went to sit on the couch. Son, there is something I want to talk about. “The last few years I have noticed how you’ve been looking at me.” I felt my heart sink. Was I that obvious? I felt stupid. He saw my reaction and put his hand on my shoulder. “I want you to know I feel the same way and that lately you are always on my mind.” Huh? “I think we should satisfy our desire. Who cares if we are father and son. I love you and I want to make love to you” The entire rest of the world melted away. “Oh dad. I want you. I want you so badly” He kissed my cheek but did not go further. He seemed cautious. I kissed his cheek and then his lips. Our lips timidly pressed together. Were we going to go through with it? HELL YES! We opened our mouths and smashed them together. Dad had a long tongue and I greedily sucked it into my mouth. We embraced tightly and started a long intense father son makeout session.
We started taking off our clothes and when my pants were off dad plunged his had into my underwear. I moaned as he squeezed my cock and massaged my balls. He was kissing my neck as he caressed me. His moustache felt delightfully rough. Then he moved to my chest. He kissed my chest and proceeded to suck my nipples. Gently but firmly. My back arched in ecstasy. I had been with a number of men but I never had my nipples sucked so exquisitely. Dad made a beeline for my cock. He took it in his mouth in one fell swoop. Suddenly my cock was in dad’s warm tender mouth. I sucked in air through puckered lips and moaned. I was elated that dad was so into my cock and wanted to indulge him. But I felt myself quickly reaching the point of no return. With some effort I took my cock out of his mouth at just the right time. One second longer and would have blown a large load in dad’s mouth. Before that happened I had to bury my face in his crotch. And then maybe bury my ass in his crotch.
I ripped off his undies and gave them a deep sniff. Ah, the smell of my dad! I new I might be sniffing his undies on this trip but had no idea I would be able to smell the real thing. I buried my face in his sweet slightly sweaty slightly yeasty nut sack and inhaled deeply through my nose. Dad's nuts smelled so fucking good.
I gazed at his giant juicy uncut cock. The tip was moist with precome and foreskin juice. MUST TASTE! I gave his cock a timid kiss and then took it in my mouth. My senses took in the taste and aromas of dad. I savored the feeling of the girth of his large cock in my mouth. My dad’s cock. The cock I yearned for most. In my mouth. Fucking delicious! I pushed my tongue forcefully into his foreskin and shaft. He caressed my hair and moaned as I sucked him. I continue to suck and soon I felt dad’s penis swell. YES! I wanted to feel him explode in my mouth.
I continued to firmly push my tongue against his foreskin and shaft. Dad's moans were like music to me ears. Suddely his back arched and he pushed his cock into my mouth. He moaned loudly and I felt his pipi explode and fill my mouth with his warm seed. It crossed my mind that dad's come is where I came from. I usually spit. But not this time. I swallowed and the back of my throat became coated with dad's sticky come. My mouth was filled with the funky flavor of his come. I continued to suck his cock and was now jerking my own. I savored the feeling of his foreskin in my mouth and soon my own cock exploded, splattering the couch with copious amounts of come. We went to bed and snuggled underneath the sheets. But we wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight. We were both soon hard and making out. It was going to be a long night…