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Father/Son Incest [MERGED]

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I'd like to hear many more details:-) Had a step dad I played with as a teenager, was always fun lots of showing off, oral, & cum play!
 
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I've always new i was gay since i could remember. My aunt was back in Mexico and he was living with one of my other aunts. I had the big crush on him (I still do. The last time we got together was last Tuesday. My aunt was over her sisters house and my uncle wanted to come over so I did and as he was fucking me in the basement we heard my cousin come in. Luckily he didn't come down stairs and I was able to leave without being notice. To bad we didn't get to finish.) He always wore tight clothes. Shorts that were super short. One day we were in the parking lot of my aunts apartment and my mom, uncle and aunt were talking. Be wanting my uncle, could not resist getting close to him. He was wearing this shorts that made his bugle shape fucking hot. I would go over to him and pretend to arm wrestle him, but at the same time turn my back and rub my ass on his cock. I did this for a while till they ended their conversation. The next week i went over to my aunts house and my cousins were playing their nintendo system in their room. I went in and they were all in there with the light off. I went and laid on the bed facing the t.v. My uncle was on the other side. Since the lights were off and everyone else was sitting on the floor, my uncle started to rub my ass with his foot. It felt so fucking hot. I couldn't believe what was going on. I was so thrilled and excited that i was getting a chance to be with my uncle. A while went by and he kept playing with my butt. After awhile I said i was going home and my uncle offered to take me home. No one was one. My parents were at work. My two sisters were with grandma, and my other two brothers were at their soccer game. So he took me home. When we got to my house he parked his car and asked if no one was home. I said no. He asked me if I wanted him to come in. I said yes. We went inside. We went to my room, and the first thing my uncle started to do was to kiss me. I was in heaven. He took my clothes off and started to kiss me allover. I followed his moves and stripped him too. I loved what i saw. He wears bikini type underwear. He was leaking pre-cum. We kissed as he started to finger me. He put lots of lotion on his finger. After a while of fingering me, he took his underwear off and lifted my legs up in the air and inserted his cock in me. The whole time he kept asking me if i was o.k. He was also nervous, telling me hat I couldn't tell anyone. That it would be our secret.
We fucked me for a long time before he came in me. I loved it. I wanted more. After that, we would go to the park and i would give him head and then he would fuck me. All my four years of high school he fucked me.
 
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Re-post from 'Ripe butts? Smelly undies?" thread. This thread is the appropriate thread to post my first experience...

Ive gotta admit my first experience with ripe ass and rank underwear was when I was about 14 and discovered my Dad's soiled white boxers in my parents bathroom floor. The sight of the skids and dark piss stains made me instantly hard and I dove head down the bathroom floor and sniffed it like a hungry dog. The scent of his skids and dark dried piss stains drove me crazy. I came so hard as I rubbed my swollen dick through my jeans while sniffing his skids so deeply and chewing on the dark acrid piss stain. I visualized his dark hairy ass crack as I inhaled his skids and imagined his uncut cock down my throat. I was hooked.
I have rummaged through his hamper every chance I got until I left for college. I found myself in heaven as if Ive hit the "jackpot" when I would be lucky enough to find an occasional jockstrap with visible skids through his jeans when he would ride his motorcycle . I would recognize when he would be working in the yard or riding his bike as in this occasion that his underwear would be stained heavier. I would make a beeline for my parents hamper the following day to find the pair he wore and get off on his stink.
 
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I love wearing other men underwear. I'm a 24 yr old Latino. I've stolen underwear from two uncles. The first uncle I've stole from wears this sexy bikini underwear. He fucked me so I know what he wears. Since I can't always be with him, I thought I feel him whenever I wanted. So we were at my aunt and uncles house and I would sneak into their room, pretending to make a phone call and lock the door. I would get the sexiest pair of underwear and put it on over mine. I would leave having the biggest hard-on ever.
The other uncle have a big wet stains in his underwear. Every time we go over to his house, I use their bathroom. They leave a basket for dirty clothes in their bathroom. I go in and sniff his underwear. If i like it I wear it over mine and leave. Love to smell the big wet stains.
 
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I found this on some forum. i feel bad for the wife but i was turned on by the story:

"I caught my husband and my son having sex...

I am a 52 year old woman who has been married to a man I thought loved me for nearly 15 years. We have had a happy if somewhat uneventful marriage. We met on a blind date and at first we didn't click but later meetings we found we had a lot more in common. We got hitched about a year later and that's when we had our daughter and the only child between us. My son from a previous marriage was well into his 20s when my husband and I got married, and was there for everything. He supported our union, was there when I gave birth to his baby sister, and was even happy to call my husband "Dad" despite the fact that he was still very close with his biological father. Still, I thought it was wonderful that my son and my husband had started a strong friendship.

If only I knew sooner what was really going on. About two months ago I came home early from work. My car didn't want to start so I got a girlfriend from work to drive me home. I noticed that my husband's car and my son's car were both in the driveway. My son usually visited the house every other day to either drop off some food from his job or chew the fat with my husband so I didn't think it was strange. But as I got to the door and opened it I could hear nothing but the loud blaring of Patti on the stereo in the living room but no sign of my husband or son. I was shocked however by what I smelled: reefer, in the air, stinking up my house. I was mad and made my way to the closed door to our bedroom. But my walk slowed when I could hear the moaning. It sounded like my son, moaning loudly behind the door. And I could hear the familar squeak of my bed when my husband and I made love.

I tell you I was so angry I was sick. But my assumptions would all be erased when I opened the door and found that it was my husband who was having sex with my son. And I stood there in the door looking at them go at it until they finally noticed me. They were higher than kites, eyes red, stupid grins all over their faces, my husband on top of my son, holding him like he held me when we did that. I couldn't say a word and neither did they. They just looked at me then started again what they were doing as if I wasn't even there.

And I walked out. I closed the door, took both their keys and took my husband's car and just drove for the rest of that evening. When I got back, my husband and son were still at home, in the living room, obviously down from their high. When I walked in they just looked at me. Neither of them said nothing and I didn't either. We just looked at each other. I sat my son's car keys down and told him to leave. And he did just that without a word.

I've filed for divorce from my husband. He says he wants to work it out but I just don't think I can. My son and I haven't spoken since then as well. Neither one of us have made an attempt and last I know he was planning to move closer to his father in Florida.

My life is a mess but I don't want to tell any of my friends. I feel that all I have is my daughter and I can't tell her what I saw her father and brother doing. All she knows is that her parents are in a bad place and she can't do anything about it. The truth just hurts to talk about period. It's all that I can do to simply talk about it on this site to a bunch of strangers. Don't really know why I'm doing this though. Maybe you all can give me answers or guidance where I've found none. Maybe I just needed to get it off my chest. Thank you for reading."
 
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Im glad to see guys still talking about their dads undies. I was curious to know if any of us out there who wore our dads undies if you ever got caught by your dad wearing his undies or boxers etc or came close and what happened? I dont think my dad ever seen me wear his but came close once. I happen to be jacking on my dads bed when he was gone. I was wearing his tighty whities. I had my cock and balls out of the frony pouch. My dad had a waterbed with a headboard mirror. I would always jack off on his bed and watch myself with his pillows back behind me and moan. I would say like fuck me dad, love you dad, etc. Well he wasnt home and i never heard the garage door open so here i was moaning and jacking. Then i hear the tv come on and i was like oh shit. Luckily he fell asleep on couch and i was able to get of his room without him seeing me jacking on his bed with his underwear on.
 
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Im glad to see guys still talking about their dads undies. I was curious to know if any of us out there who wore our dads undies if you ever got caught by your dad wearing his undies or boxers etc or came close and what happened? .

Haven’t been caught fondling his used undies yet. I don’t wear them though. They are usually pressed firmly against my nose. Inhaling my dad's delightful crotch aroma. His smell is so fucking good. Sweet, floral but unequivocally masculine. Not overly pungent. I could smell dad's undies all day. The best smell in the world. I only wish wish wish that I could smell that aroma directly from the source. Bring my nose to the tip of dad's foreskin. Sniff his pecker. Bury my nose in his pubes and nutsack. Since I can’t do that sniffing his undies is the next best thing. I’ve smelled a fair number of men’s undies and crotches in my day but none smell as good as my dad's. There is no man on the planet I want to make love to more, and no undies I want to sniff more than dad’s.
 
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Never did anything with my dad, but when I was younger I would try and spy on him in the shower. His cock was HUGE! Once i did find his blue briefs on the floor, I licked them and got a pubic hair in my mouth... I was a horny kid. lol
 
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I wished i had that kind of relationship with my dad.
 
Re: Father-Son Incest

I found this on some forum. i feel bad for the wife but i was turned on by the story:

"I caught my husband and my son having sex...

I am a 52 year old woman who has been married to a man I thought loved me for nearly 15 years. We have had a happy if somewhat uneventful marriage. We met on a blind date and at first we didn't click but later meetings we found we had a lot more in common. We got hitched about a year later and that's when we had our daughter and the only child between us. My son from a previous marriage was well into his 20s when my husband and I got married, and was there for everything. He supported our union, was there when I gave birth to his baby sister, and was even happy to call my husband "Dad" despite the fact that he was still very close with his biological father. Still, I thought it was wonderful that my son and my husband had started a strong friendship.

If only I knew sooner what was really going on. About two months ago I came home early from work. My car didn't want to start so I got a girlfriend from work to drive me home. I noticed that my husband's car and my son's car were both in the driveway. My son usually visited the house every other day to either drop off some food from his job or chew the fat with my husband so I didn't think it was strange. But as I got to the door and opened it I could hear nothing but the loud blaring of Patti on the stereo in the living room but no sign of my husband or son. I was shocked however by what I smelled: reefer, in the air, stinking up my house. I was mad and made my way to the closed door to our bedroom. But my walk slowed when I could hear the moaning. It sounded like my son, moaning loudly behind the door. And I could hear the familar squeak of my bed when my husband and I made love.

I tell you I was so angry I was sick. But my assumptions would all be erased when I opened the door and found that it was my husband who was having sex with my son. And I stood there in the door looking at them go at it until they finally noticed me. They were higher than kites, eyes red, stupid grins all over their faces, my husband on top of my son, holding him like he held me when we did that. I couldn't say a word and neither did they. They just looked at me then started again what they were doing as if I wasn't even there.

And I walked out. I closed the door, took both their keys and took my husband's car and just drove for the rest of that evening. When I got back, my husband and son were still at home, in the living room, obviously down from their high. When I walked in they just looked at me. Neither of them said nothing and I didn't either. We just looked at each other. I sat my son's car keys down and told him to leave. And he did just that without a word.

I've filed for divorce from my husband. He says he wants to work it out but I just don't think I can. My son and I haven't spoken since then as well. Neither one of us have made an attempt and last I know he was planning to move closer to his father in Florida.

My life is a mess but I don't want to tell any of my friends. I feel that all I have is my daughter and I can't tell her what I saw her father and brother doing. All she knows is that her parents are in a bad place and she can't do anything about it. The truth just hurts to talk about period. It's all that I can do to simply talk about it on this site to a bunch of strangers. Don't really know why I'm doing this though. Maybe you all can give me answers or guidance where I've found none. Maybe I just needed to get it off my chest. Thank you for reading."

I feel bad for her. Thats a site that no one wants to see and is scary. But I must admit, it was hot..
 
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I brand new to JUB and after reading these post i decided to join so i could post my experiences. Its acautlly quite funny how many others guys have done this...i never new!...as for me my i started sniffing my dads underwear at age 11. but it all started from when i was 7..My dad used to work in a a hot metal/steel factory overnight and as soon as he came home from work my mom would leave for work herself... so it was up to him to bathe me and get me ready for school. at the time i was 7 he was 26..he'd come home from work and wake me up give me a bathe and brush my teeth and wash my face....usullay during this process he would whip out his sweaty cock and take a pis...leaving his hands with a not gross..but manly funk . I'd remeber everytime after he took a piss and then brush my teeth or wash my face his hands always smell musky with a heavy scent....

So years later around age 11 i went into my dads room one morning after he fell alseep to borrow a pair of his boxers, i had been wearing the white briefs all my life and i wanted to see what it was like to wear boxers....so i went through his dressers with the intentions of finding a clean pair....but realized he had none and that they had all been worn and in the dirty hamper....well with my strong intention to wear some boxers i went through his dirty clothes and happen to pull out the pair he just took off...i grabbed them went back to my room and put them on....there where big it felt good knowing i was wearing grown man underwear, but after a few moments i noticed a funky scent coming from somewhere and i sniffed my arms to check if i needed deorderant...then i realized it must have been the boxers...so i pull them off and took a whiff of them...and instanly i got a hard hit of a sweaty defintly musky smell... i remeber thinking whoa dad smells like my armpits but i kept sniffing and my little prick was hard as a rock. I sniff around the peep hole and it smell like dried pee and the part between the peep hole and the back had a pugent scent that was super manly and strong like his nuttsack and been dripping sweat.... and the back or the boxers definitely smelt like literally the anus of his ass had been on it. I got off to with those boxers for weeks until i went back for another pair and they smell even better and more fresh. I soon realized he had a routine of jacking off right before his nap and one day i found a thick load in his boxers in the dirty clothes the first couple of times i used to rub it on my cock and masturbate using my dads cum..altough i was still shooting blanks but i felt good cause i thought using real cum would trigger me had a real nutt...then eventully i moved on to acautlly licking the load out his boxers (usally minutes after he jizzed and fell alseep)...my best days where when i spent a whole summer...everymonring licking a fresh warm load from my dad that he left behind in his tshirt.. and rubbing it on my cock while i jacked off to the manly scent from the boxers he just took off.. Till this day i dont think i 've ever smelt destinct cock scent and ballsack musk then my fathers.
 
Re: Father-Son Incest

The smallest moments can have the biggest impact on a child's life. Take time to be a dad today!
 
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Hey guys. Been checking in this thread from time to time, and a lot of it is really hot (some, not so much, but that's just me). Finally decided to post my story. First of all, let me get it out of the way: I've never had sex with my dad. BUT it has been a jack off staple of mine since I was a teenager.

My dad is older now, but still good looking for a senior citizen. But when I was a teenager and early 20s, WOW. He wasn't just hot to me either--everyone thought he was a stud. But he wasn't a cocky asshole or anything, in fact, he has always been a sweet and nice man. I had two older brothers, and I noticed when I was a teen he was different around me than he was with them. When it was just the two of us at home, he'd walk around in just a towel or underwear and sometimes even strip off his clothes in the middle of the kitchen when he got home. He NEVER did that when anyone else was home. He was always very active, so his body was great--tan, and smooth. I was kinda shy and awkward and nerdy, but he never made me feel that way. He'd come in my room a lot, never knocking, sometimes in just a towel, sometimes briefs, and even if I was naked from the shower or something, he'd just be really casual about it. I sometimes think he was trying to show me to not be ashamed of my body.

I started really jacking off thinking about him when I was around 15 or 16. I'd even spy on him in the bathroom through the keyhole. Kinda feel bad about that. Now he's remarried and we haven't been naked or semi-naked around each other in about 5 years, but I always enjoyed it, even when he got older. I have many stories from over the years that I'll share later, of our times together. Like I said, nothing ever overtly sexual, but I still loved it. I guess I'm glad nothing has really ever happened, since that might be weird for both of us, but I sure do still think about it. :-)
 
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My son usually visited the house every other day to either drop off some food from his job or chew the fat with my husband

I know what chewing the fat means, but...
 
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I've never lusted of my father or his undies that's cause my dad is gross lol now if I had a hot dad then maybe I would thInk about it but if I could get a sniff of my uncles undies I wouldn't mind
 
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