Re: Father-Son Incest
This is a story I wrote. It’s not true but I wish it was.
The luckiest guy in the world.
First night of the visit. I was on a visit by to my parents home. It had been many years since I had lived there. Things had changed a bit. Dad’s luxurious curly hair now had a bit of white to it. I wondered what his pubes must look like. But one thing hadn’t changed. My desire for him was still strong. It hadn’t declined over the years but had instead intensified. I wanted him more than ever.
At the airport when he came to pick me up I decided to be bold. I had a couple of drinks on the airplane and they loosened my inhibitions. When we met we hugged and he kissed my cheek. His lips felt so tender on my cheek. I wanted more. Out of nowhere I kissed his lips. It was completely spontaneous and unplanned.
To my surprise the kiss lingered for a few seconds. But then he pulled away looked taken aback. I tried to act normal and change the subject. “I miss you dad”. “I miss you too son”. We headed to the car and headed home. But I knew the seed was planted in his mind. Would the seed disappear? I wondered. Or would it grow and bloom. Was I delusional to sense that maybe, maybe he wanted me as much as I wanted him? Our relationship had always been tense. Did suppressed desire underlie that tension? To be honest I felt extremely conflicted and foolish about kissing him. But I could not help myself. My lips were drawn to his like a magnet. Though he pulled away he allowed the kiss to linger. Or was that just wishfull thinking on my part?
Back at home we acted like nothing had happened. Though when I looked at him the only think I could think of was the body underneath his clothes. I wanted my hands underneath his dress shirt. Inside his pants. I wanted to caress his body. And I sensed he was looking at me with desire and hunger, although I told myself it was my imagination. Even though he was sexy as hell, he was straight and not interested in me, I told myself. And he was my dad for God’s sakes! What the hell was I thinking?
That night after everyone was asleep I stayed up watching TV. I was thinking about the kiss. Replaying it over and over in my mind. What the hell was I thinking? So stupid. But then I heard a gentle knock on the door. My heart raced. I knew instantatly. The seed I had planted at the airport was growing. Tonight I was going to be the luckiest guy in the world.
“Come in”
Dad walked in. Wearing a t-shirt and silk boxers. I didn’t think it was possible for my heart to race even faster than it was, but the sight of him in boxers caused it to race even faster. I was shirtless and also in boxers. I took a deep breath. I felt conflicted. But my desire for him was too strong. “Dad come watch TV with me” I motioned him to lie near me on a pillow. He lay on the bed a few inches from me. I moved closer to him so our bodies touched. I turned on my side to face him. I could smell his body.
The TV was still on but we weren’t watching. Our eyes were gazing at each other. The desire was so thick you could cut it with a knife. But we were both scared and nervous as hell. Someone had to make the first move. I figured that the kiss at the airport got him in here. So I kissed him again. This time he didn’t pull away. This time dad kissed me back. Passionately. I sighed as I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I closed my eyes and savored the taste of his mouth. We simultaneously embraced and held each other very tightly. We stayed like this for a long time. Arms wrapped around eachother. Kissing with abandon. I moaned “I love you dad”
as he covered my neck with kisses. His moustache felt bristly on my neck. "I love you son"
I could feel his hard cock pressing against me through our silk boxers as my own cock pressed against him. It was well past the time for the boxers to go. We pulled eachothers boxers down and lay side by side.
Dad and I rolled around. Our naked bodies melted together. Smootching. Hugging, And rubbing our cock’s together. I truly did feel like the luckiest guy in the world. And my cock, rubbing against dad’s, felt like the luckiest cock in the world.
The sensation of my dad’s hard cock rubbing on mine was quickly pushing me to edge. I knew if it continued I would be blowing my load soon. But I desperately wanted to bury my face down there. In my dad’s groin. I desperately wanted to taste his jumbo uncut cock.
I rolled ontop of dad. And slowly started moving down. I was on a mission. I stopped to suck his slightly hairy nipples. I moved down his body until I was face to face with dad’s salt and pepper bushy pubes, his meaty balls and his beautiful penis. I didn’t know what to do first. I buried my nose in his pubes and deeply inhaled their scent. My cock twitched and throbbed as the scent of my father’s pubes permeated my senses. Next I went to his luscious balls. I rubbed my face into them, relishing their warm feel and sweet aroma. I took one in my mouth. It seemed unreal. One of my dad’s balls. In my mouth! Again I felt like the luckiest guy on earth tonight.
Next on the agenda was dad’s penis. I gazed at it. Long, smooth and uncut. I kissed it. First at the base where his cock and balls met. I moved up his cock kissing it along the way. Soon I was at the tip. I kissed dad’s overhang of foreskin and then probed and teased it with my tongue. I pulled back dad’s generous meaty foreskin to reveal his delicate majestic pink cockhead. It was glistening and shiny with moisture. Moisture that I needed to taste. I put his cock in my mouth. And sucked him. For a long time. I rubbed my tongue on his hard shaft and silky foreskin while I massaged his scrotum with my hand. I pressed the tip of my tongue against dad’s piss slit. My tongue. On my dad’s piss slit. YES. YES. YES!
I sucked dad's cock into my mouth. I wanted him to shoot his load in my mouth. It was something I fantasized about countless times. Even though I hadn’t touched my own cock in a while I was also close to blowing my load. I increased the speed and intensity of sucking his pecker and heard dad moan as I felt his cock swell in my mouth. I continued until dad’s body convulsed.
Dad ejaculated in my mouth. And what an ejaculation it was! His cock seemed to be continuously spasming and shooting warm sticky semen into my mouth. I wondered when it would stop and had to work hard to keep from gagging. I had given lots of blowjobs in my life but never one where the ending was quite this long and mouth filling. Obviously dad enjoyed it immensely. And he left me with a huge load of cumme.
Dad's semen. His cumme. His jism. In my mouth. I rolled it around a bit and savored it’s weird flavor and equally weird thick consistency. I hungrily gulped it down and felt it coat my throat. The weird flavor filled my mouth. I continued sucking him and was now jerking my own cock while savoring the feel of his warm cock in my mouth and the taste of his semen. My cock exploded and what felt like gallons of cumme gushed out of my body.
We cleaned up and cuddled for a while. I laid ontop of him with my head on his chest. Dad said he had to go soon. We kissed. And then kissed again. And again. Soon we were making out again and our cocks were jousting again. "Oh dad" I was going to be the luckiest guy in the world. For the second time tonight. I grabbed dad’s hard cock. And gave it a squeeze. "I love you son"
"Oh dadI love you"
Then his tongue went down my throat. Time for round II.
