Date: Thu, 11 Mar 2021 12:50:03 -0500 From: Mark McELroy Subject: A Father-Son Week. (Incest) (Adult*Friends) I got this idea from a Story I read on Nifty. The Author has given me permission to use a All Men's Gay Spa from his story and the Proprietor of the Spa. The other Characters and Wolf Creek Falls is his property and I will only use what I have been given permission to use. ************* This story will contain vivid descriptions of Gay Sex, and Incest, if these acts offend you please leave the site now. This will be the only warning. ************* Nifty is a wonderful FREE service but they depend on our Donations to Survive. So please make a monthly Donation. ************** First I would like to Thank Author for his permission to use Bacchus Liber and Mr. Nicholas Desmarais in my story. ************** Lieutenant Dodge H. Westin 20 years old, and newly graduated from Texas A&M with a BS degree in Aviation Computer Science's stood waiting with his luggage for his Dad to check out of the Hilton College Station. Dodge is the epitome of the Marine Corp. 6"ft 2 very muscular, Sapphire blue eyes with a Blonde flat Top crew cut. He had sewn his wild oats while in school and he would probably marry one day, simply for the fact of having a Son. But like his Bi-sexual Dad he preferred a tight ass Alpha stud. His own Dad had given him his first lessons in sex, oral and anal. But Dad had refused to take Dodge's cherry. He made Dodge swear a Oath the only thing to go in his ass was a butt plug for the entire four years of College. So four years later his Cherry was still intact. Lt Col. Dillon H. Westin had planned this trip for years. Four years ago on his return to Paris Island from College Station Texas he stopped at a truck stop diner in Jefferson Louisiana and met a Parrish Sheriff's Deputy who was a former Marine Gunnery Sgt name Andrew MacILroy. In their talk Andrew and Dillon quietly revealed their preference for more masculine liaisons. Andrew also quietly told Dillon about Bacchus Liber and the Proprietor a Mr. Nicholas Desmarais. He also told him it takes a Member to Invite anyone provided they are age 19 or older. Dillon accepted Andrew's invitation to spend the night with him and taste the delights of Bacchus Liber for himself. Dillon was a slightly older version of his Son. The only difference between the two in looks was Dillon had a hairy chest of fine dirty blonde hair. Sporting a 52 inch chest, with 21 inch biceps and 8 pack abs. He was the proud owner of a 9.5" inch uncut cock that was the size around of a can of Red Bull. He shook hands with Mr. Desmarais and was welcomed to the Spa/Inn. Everywhere Andrew took him there were hot Alpha Tops and equally hot Beta Bottoms. He enjoyed every attraction Steam room, Dry heat Sauna, and the Olympic size swimming pool. But the Massage Room was his absolute favorite because of the Sexy Masseuse Trenton. When he first laid eyes on the boy other than the black hair and Sea green eyes, his body was a perfect duplicate of his boy. Once Trenton had finished his backside he turned over and if he had been paying for this kind of Deep muscle massage he would have gladly paid $200 for it. Then Trenton took a green bottle and holding Dillon's very hard dripping cock, slowly drizzled a lime green cream over the head. The cream slowly sliding down the length of his shaft and under the foreskin. Trenton swallowed the entire 9.5" using his lips to push the foreskin back away from the frenulum. Trenton's tongue dancing on the cock causing Dillon to push his hips up his cock going even deeper down the young man's throat. The Cream de Menthe had already began giving his cock a wonderful slightly heated sensation, coupled with Trenton's velvet throat sheath. "Damn Trenton it took my Son a year to swallow me like that"! Pulling off Trenton smiled said "our duty is to release your tensions, help you relax and relieve you of any stress"! Then taking the second bottle of *Flip* lubricant, and putting some of it on his fingers moving them in and out of his butt. Dillon watched Trenton get up on the sturdy table and straddled his hips taking Dillon's cock pulling down the skin and pushed it to his hole. With just a little pressure the head eased into Trenton's wonderfully expanding anal sheath. "Dillon laid there enjoying watching the boy young enough to be his own son ride his large cock. Finally he wanted control and asked Trenton to change places with him. "Get on your back baby I wanna pound that sweet hole"! Grinning widely Trenton got off the table so Dillon could take control. Laying down on his back Trenton hooked his arms behind his knees so his hole was on full display. Dillon's mouth watering just looking at the very pink rosebud. Inhaling the finest smell about a young man caused Dillon's cock to pulse out a large dollop of Precum. He loved eating young ass cunts. The Corp was rife with young Subs looking for a Dom Daddy and he had satisfied everyone. After eating Trenton out till his pussy was open and oh so wet, he felt Trenton's fingers coat his erection with lube he pointed his cock at Trenton's pussy and slowly sank inside. Dillon stopped and would have swore he heard a moan coming from behind him. But when he looked there was only the large framed mirror on the wall. Deciding to ignore the sound he pulled his cock almost out and thrust all the way back in. Setting a steady rhythm he began to fuck. He decided then if Mr Desmarais would invite him back he would visit Bacchus Liber every chance he got. Over the next four years every time he visited Dodge at College Station he would stop by Bacchus Liber for a night to totally relax and have mind blowing sex with some of the hottest men he had ever met. It appeared that every man that visited the Plantation Spa were all married to women. Dillon couldn't judge anyone especially when he was a Divorced Dad himself. He would still be married if hadn't caught a Navy Commander in his bed pounding his wife's cunt. Capturing it all on video he Divorced the bitch and gained custody of their only son. Driving a brand new Black Chevy Tahoe he pulled up to the NROTC house and jumped out and grabbed his fine assed Son in a bear hug. "In about 7 hours this cherry is getting picked by your Daddy baby". Kissing his Dad's neck he pressed his bulge against his Daddy's, "I've been thinking about nothing else but, you don't know how I have been so tempted to allow a certain Major take what rightfully belongs to you, Sir"! The Lt Colonel and his son had received one thing from the Slut Wife/Mom, they both loved to look good fashion wise. Not having to pay child support or Alimony because of her cheating Dillon could afford to buy only the best in men's High Fashion. For example today Dodge was dressed in Alexander McQueen mustard yellow dress shorts paired with a sage green silk Armani short sleeve button up. Think Val Kilmer from *Top Gun*. Dillon himself was dressed in Prada white linen shorts with a Periwinkle blue silk shirt. They got into the Tahoe and headed out of town. "So Dad tell me about this Deputy Sheriff you met after you dropped me off four years ago"! "Well his name is Andrew David MacILroy, he's recently divorced, found out his wife was banging half of Cherry Point. He decided to go reservist and is now stationed at Beaufort". Andrew had called Dillon and told him he would be at "Bacchus Liber" that weekend and he would be bringing his cousin with him. Andrew was 29 years old and his Cousin had just turned 19 after completing his first year at the University of Alabama. Andrew didn't tell Dillon his Uncle and Cousin were Lovers. Nor that he wanted to fuck the hell out of the teenager himself. His Uncle wanted Mark to get to know Andrew better because he had a small Heart Attack already. When Andrew at age 10 held baby Mark he wanted to keep Mark. He thought Mark's strawberry blonde curls and emerald green eyes was perfect. So Uncle Mac told Andrew that Mark would one day be his. Mark would be crying and all Andrew had to do was pick the baby up and he would instantly quiet. They stopped in New Orleans at 1 to have lunch and they ate at Pat O'brien's Courtyard. Dillon had the Shrimp Creole, and Dodge had the Creole Beef Brisket. They each had one Hurricane the drink made famous by O'BRIEN'S. As they approached *Bacchus Liber* Dodge thought he was transported back to the days of the Civil War. The tree's were all Oaks and Spanish Miss hung from the branches. Car's and Trucks were already accumulated. A four stories Graeco/Roman temple with Doric collum's wrapped around all four sides. Simply put the place was humongous. Looking at his Dad, Dodge said " if Scarlett O'hara walks out I'm leaving"! Chuckling Dillon answered " the closest thing to Scarlett is Nicholas Desmarais ahh speak of the Devil and he appears"! Nicholas Desmarais almost licked his lips as he observed Lt Colonel Dillon H. Westin stroll to the veranda of the Mansion, next to a younger version of himself. He eagerly awaited what carnal delights these two get into this week. "Ahh Colonel how nice of you to grace our humble establishment again and so elegantly attired, and this must be the recently graduated young Marine"! Dodge stuck his hand out and Nicholas offered a handshake for some reason Dodge thought the man expected his hand kiss. So swallowing his revulsion he gave a slight bow and murmured "Enchanté"! Smiling broadly Dodge would have sworn he thought Nicholas was going to swoon. "Colonel you indeed raised a true Southern Gentleman"! "Come with me Gentlemen Nicholas lead them past the other guests milling around the veranda with drinks in their hands. Dodge saw the lustful looks directed towards his Dad's form, and his own. Looking at a large painting hung at the top of a large marble staircase, he stopped to admire the very attractive Confederate Officer. "Who is that he asked"? Mr Nicholas Desmarais spoke quietly almost seductively in Dodge's ear, "Ahh that very handsome man is General William Lafayette Stuart, the Master of Bacchus Liber. After the war he left his home in Augusta Georgia and opened his home to both Union and Confederate veterans who had been damaged by the War. Today after many additions Bacchus Liber is known for Southern Hospitality at its finest"! "Colonel your reserved Suite is on floor 3, but alas it's still only one bed although a King, all the amenities are open to you and your handsome Son, I pray that you both find it a stress free very relaxing week, if I may be of service to either of you please don't hesitate to ask anyone for me, I now bid you both à plus tard"! ************ To be continued in Chapter 2. Hope you enjoy this. Remember to Donate to Nifty. Thank you for reading.