Date: Mon, 6 Nov 2006 15:59:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Aleksandar Milenkovic <gorilla_footlover@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ben's incestuous life: Daddy's Pancakes part 1

This story is fictional. Only the writer described himself almost as he
truly is. everything else is pure fiction.

those who don't find incest, sperm eating, food involving should leave now.

Part 1: Dad's Pancakes (aka: How it all started)


My parents divorced three years ago. The reason was obvious; my dad has
always been a very horny man. He had to stick his dick in the nearest hole
if only he gets turned on. My mum couldn't handle it, he was fucked her
friends, her sister, our neighbours, even his job colleagues... She left
him and went in USA where she works as a librarian.

I live with my dad in our flat and I can tell you we're having lots of fun.

My dad is 43, slim, hairy, with blonde hair and green eyes, around 1.92 m
and weighs around 90 kg. I am a bit overweighed (70 kg and 1.75 m tall). I
have black hair and I am even harrier than my dad. I am 16 years old and
horny as hell.

I thought I was straight. But one day, when I was fourteen (a month after
my mum left) my dad convinced me different.

So, it all started when I came home from school one day, took of my
sneakers (my feet sweat during a day so they smell a lot) and went to my
room. I had to jerk off; I wanted to do it in the school but had no time. I
headed for the bathroom, my dick had already made a tent in my pants, but
at the same moment my dad comes in and runs toward the bathroom and we meet
at the toilet door.

-- Hey, dad! Er, can I go first, please?

-- Hey! Sorry, gotta go as soon as possible!

-- No, please, I wanna pee, I've just come from school, and I....

-- We can pee together. There's room in there.

I was not shocked because we used to do it a couple of times before when I
was younger, but I haven't seen his dick since who knows when.

-- Okay. Fine with me.

I was lying, how could I pee with a rock hard dick?!

But we entered the bathroom, dad washed his hands and we stood next to the
toilet.

Dad took out his dick, it was limp, and he positioned it, pulled up the
foreskin and let it go. The sound of his piss and its smell, plus the smell
of my feet made my dick even harder. Dad looked at it and noticed.

-- Whoa! Man, you are gonna die if you don't jerk that monster off!

-- Well, that was the plan. -- I said frowning.

-- Oh! Sorry. Here, I'll make it up for you. What abput a good night with
porns and hours of jerking?

-- What?

-- I've been dying these few weeks since your mother left, you know. And it
happened that all my.. well, friends, are busy all the time.

-- And you want to jerk off with me?

-- Sure. Like old buddies.

When he became aware of my expression, he wanted to relax me a bit, so he
let go of his dick (he stopped peeing) and grabbed my pants, pulled them
down, and took my dick in his hands. I couldn't believe it! He squeezed it
and stroked it a few times and I couldn't help it, I let the hot sperm fire
from my pulsing penis into dads hands, on his dick, on his clothes and the
rest of it on the wall.

-- Dad! That was wonderful! -- I was shaking as he squeezed it for the last
drops to come out.

-- You shoot well. I am impressed.

--Yeah? Cool.

-- Now, take a piss, I'll be in the kitchen making lunch.

I wiped off my cum wherever I could find it, washed my hands and headed for
the kitchen.





Dad was in his shorts and white Nike t-shirt. He was walking around the
kitchen bare-footed. He was cooking pasta and I noticed on his left hand a
few drops of cum, already dried.

-- Dad!

-- What? You like pasta, what's wrong?

-- You didn't wash your hands.

-- I did. I washed them before I peed.

-- But you touched your dick and there's my...well, my sperm all over your
hand!

-- So what?! Like you've never tasted cum?

-- No! it's gross!

-- Bullshit! Cum is great. You should try some. I like it as a spice.

-- No, thank you. I think I cannot eat now.

-- Come on, I was joking. We'll eat only pasta, okay?


We had lunch and after that dad said he'd wash the dishes and I went to
study. It was 8pm when dad came to my room wearing only the shorts he had
on that day.

-- Ben, come on. The porn night is about to start.

-- What? Oh, right. Er...I'm coming in a sec.

-- You'll be cumming the whole night, trust me. -- Dad said smiling and
scratching his enormous balls.









I went downstairs with him and as soon as I left my room I heard sounds of
people fucking. The TV was on and a really good straight porn was
playing. There were beers, sodas, chips and pancakes on the table next to
our sofa where we both sat and started watching the porn.

-- You see this babe? -- Dad started -- She was kidnapped by those three
studs and taken to the abandoned warehouse where they are raping her right
now. You like it?

-- Sure. -- It was great, and as time passed I neglected the fact that I
was jerking off my prick with my own father.

Dad was commenting on the film all the time and sometimes, when the scenes
were extremely sexy he would cuddle his dick through the shorts. The film
ended soon, I managed to hide my hard-on and could notice that dad wasn't
even bothering, plus I saw he had no underwear. There were a few wet spots
on the shorts.

-- Finished already? -- I asked disappointed.

-- Don't worry, I've got one even better.

He stood up and took a pancake. As he was eating it chocolate fell out over
his fingers. He licked them looking at me and smiling.

He sat back and the film began. Of course! Then all I doubted was true. It
was a gay porn.

-- Dad, what is this?

-- This is excellent. Watch.

-- But, I'm not gay. I'm not gonna watch this shit.

-- Hey, you're acting foolish. Sit, watch the film and then say your
opinion, okay?

-- Fine. -- I frowned. But still something made me stay and watch it.

Dad ate another pancake leaving only one on the plate. He took some chips
and a soda.

The porn started with a hot man in his thirties coming into his office and
working gat his desk when in comes another man, maybe a few years younger,
carrying mail. They start talking and end up kissing passionately with
their hands all over each other. They continue their play and finally take
each other's clothes off, younger one licking the older one's nipples, then
comes the part with sucking hard and beautiful dicks and at the end they
fuck hard as they would never fuck again. Streams of sperm everywhere and
they end the scene kissing with their mouths filled with cum.



-- So? What do you say? -- Dad was sitting naked stroking his 19cm long
dick with red head and a bush of orange hairs around two cum-filled
balls. I didn't even notice him taking off his shorts. My eyes were glued
to the screen.

-- Whoa!

He stood up and neared me. His dick was so close to my face.

-- I see your dick thinks the film was great, ha?

My dick did think that! He was pulsating and each time I press it with my
pants a shiver passes through me.

He smiled to me and took a beer.

-- Want one?

-- No. er... I could take a pancake, though. I haven't eaten anything since
lunch.

-- Oh, okay. I'll make you a couple. Sorry, I ate all those prepared. With
cream?

-- Sure.

Dad went to the kitchen with his dick still pointing forward and I was all
alone with a bunch of porns all around me. Then I saw my dad's shorts on
the floor and as curious as I was, I took them and sniffed. They smelled so
nice. Mix of cum, piss and sweat.... I knew it was wrong to sniff another
guy's underwear, especially my dad's but I couldn't resist it. The
sensation was perfect. I took off my clothes quickly, wrapped my dick in
his shorts and stroked three or four times until my sperm found its way
from my balls to soft cotton shorts of my dad's with his smell still in it.

Dad was still in the kitchen.

I dropped the shorts on the floor, and quickly started dressing when dad
came back from the kitchen carrying a plate with two pancakes on it. They
were hot and steaming.

-- Oh, I see you were having fun without me. Just joking, come on, take a
bite.

I threw the pants down and sat there naked, I felt a bit relaxed because he
saw me and now I could do what he did.

-- You're not hard anymore.

-- Yeah, well, I was busy in there.

I picked one pancake and took a bite. It was creamy, definitely, but it was
just white cream, not chocolate. But as I took another bite I realised it
was not the taste of cream.

-- Dad... is this your cum in the pancake?

-- Yeah, isn't it delicious?

And he took another one and ate it while his own cum was leaking down his
chin. He took it with his finger and licked it off.

I finished my pancake; sperm really has a strange taste, salty, but
creamy... perfect.



His dick was hard again. He approached me.

-- Did you like your daddy's taste? -- He asked me seductively. I had an
impression that he was not my dad, he acted different then before.

-- Very much.

My dick was responding. He looked at it and grabbed it in his hand
again. This time it was much sexier.

-- Ben, do you love me? Do you love your dad? -- He neared his lips to
mine. I felt his warm breath on my lips.

-- I do. I love you dad, I...

-- Do you like my sperm? Did you like the way it slid down your throat?

-- Oh, God, yes! It felt wonderful. I ... I want more. Give me more, daddy!

-- Oh, you want more? I'll give you more....

He licked my lips gently. I shuddered of the excitement. He licked my lips
again and moaned.

-- Go on.... -- I whispered.

He smiled and pressed his lips to mine. I opened them slightly and he slid
his language inside. It was hot and sticky. We kissed for some time and he
was constantly jerking my dick.

Then I felt his hand on my nipple. He was rubbing it, then started pinching
harder and harder...

I liked it.

Then dad stood up and took my head and pressed it to his dick.

-- Kiss my dick, baby. Kiss it gently and then swallow it whole. Suck it,
suck it good. It created you, now it deserves some attention, right?

I could smell the sweat from his dick, it lured me to touch it, to kiss it
as dad said, and then I let the purple head in my mouth, it rubbed against
my tongue and penetrated deeper. I gagged a few times by dad seemed to like
it.

-- Uuuuhhhh, baby, go on, that's good, really good.... Mmmmmmmm.....

I squeezed his balls. Dad was pushing his dick deeper and I could take it
easily. He was slow, he knew how to teach.

When I buried my nose in his pubic hairs, they stuck into my nose and they
smelled like cum and sweat, dad sighed and his thrusts became faster and a
bit more violent. He fucked my face enthusiastically for good ten minutes
or so.

-- Here it comes...son...

And he took his dick out (which left a huge emptiness in my hungry mouth)
and spewed his hot seed all over my face. I desperately tried to catch some
and swallow, but although I swallowed a lot, I felt much more of it on my
chin, cheeks, hair, nose, chest....

-- Mmmmmmmm, that was great! Son, you're born for this! I love you, I
cannot believe I have lived so long with a slut like that.

-- Me too. -- I laughed.

He lowered and licked his cum from my face and kissed me. I swallowed the
rest of his sperm willingly.

Dad sat down on the floor and grabbed my dick and sucked it like an
animal. He was experienced in cock-sucking, it was obvious. I came soon. He
swallowed my cum and sucked the last drops from my dick and then we were
lying on the sofa cuddling each other for some time.

We talked about sex that night. I wanted to suck him again, but he said
there would be more opportunities and we shouldn't rush. But while we were
talking he had his index finger stuck in my ass, rimming slowly, not too
deep, but ticklish, nice.

he commented on my hairiness and said that he loved hairy men, he loved the
way cum glues the hairs. We fell asleep like that.



From that day on I've been having wilder and wilder sex with my dad, and
although we had dates we always love to come home and spend a night
together, in a way only we can understand.



Part two: real anal fucking, pissing experiences and foot fetish....

Coming soon.


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