Date: Mon, 8 Feb 2016 00:38:40 +0000 From: James Robinson Subject: Brenden - Chapter 1 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Do NOT read this if you are under the age of 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your state or country. Do NOT read this if you are offended by fantasies involving men with men, boys with boys, or boys with men. This file contains sexually explicit material. Brenden – Part 1 This is a story about my now 19 year-old son Brenden. He's the second of two. My daughter Mary got married last year, she's 25 and my wife Sandy and I had her at age 22. Probably way to young, but we where in love. Brenden was born when I was 28, and now I am 47 pushing 50. I'm actually in good shape, hairy chest and thinning hair, but lots of people say I look like I'm in my 30's. I guess the hard work in the military kept me in shape. I missed out on my kid's life, cause a year after Brenden was born, I was called out to the war in the Middle East, and Sandy just couldn't deal and we got a divorce. It was very painful for me, and my life just kept me abroad for many years away from my kids. I did remarried, my second wife Hannah from Germany and I have twins, they are 10 years old. We decided that the kids education in Germany was far more important than moving the entire family to America. So I kind of commute, it's only been two years being back stateside with my own house, and by next summer Hannah and the twins will be visiting. I don't live anywhere near my first kids and ex wife, but I just found out Brenden is transferring to the local university in my town. He has a dorm room, but keeps saying he promises to visit. And finally to get to know me his father. Its weird I know nothing about him. He's 6'-2" just an inch taller, and resembles a younger me. He has more dark brown hair like his mom. His body still pretty skinny, but so was I before both the military worked me hard and just growing into being a man. Brenden and I started to meet every Sunday for brunch and hanging out. I did a lot of Walmart shopping with him, which is ok, I am his dad, I should try to help support him during college. We instantly connected and I was looking forward to really getting to know my son. Although it was one night, kind of getting late when Brenden kept texting me. He had been texting me all week, complaining about his roommate, how much he hates him, and that he has been crashing at his friends Monica room. I felt bad. He said he was a little drunk, locked out of his dorm, and his friend Monica wasn't answering her phone. I told him to drive over. Shit when he arrived I thought it was a train engine. His beat up used car that his "mother" insisted on buying was yes crap, and I had already talk to Brenden about getting him a more dependable car. After all I am his father, and I again should help support him. I left the front door open, I was lounging on the couch in my underwear and robe. He came in, I swear I could smell him and the alcohol all the way from the living room. I got up, he stumbled towards me and kind of looked really sad. My robe had basically opened exposing my hairy chest and me in my underwear. As I gave him a hug, he burst in to tears. He was saying stuff I couldn't even process, but I just patted him on the back and said its ok Brenden, we will work it all out. I gave him a little fatherly kiss on his check and he had stopped by now and just held me. His body heat was so intense and his heart was racing. I started to let go of him to send him to the bedroom to crash, but... Then it happened he dropped to the floor. I thought he was falling down drunk. But nope. He was on his knees in front of me laughing, which he was drunk, like I thought. At least I think he was. Then he said, daddy I love you and gave me a drunken smile and I smiled back at this silly sight of my drunken boy on the ground. I can relate to that. With in seconds I couldn't stop him, he pulled down my underwear and put his wet mouth all over my cock. WTF, stop Brenden! What are you doing, I'm your father, this is wrong. He had a pretty strong grip on my legs, and waist. I also felt my dick was totally fattening up in his mouth. It was getting bigger and bigger to its 7.5 inch size and Brenden didn't take his mouth off of it. Holy fuck. I just stopped struggling and just look down at my son sucking on my big daddy dick. The same dick that made him. My brain was racing, I'm not gay, I mean I jerked off a few times with guys in the military, but never did I get a blowjob from any of them. It didn't bother me that they did that stuff. Hell I didn't loose my virginity till I married my wife. Then my mind went back to Brenden servicing me, and by now my hands where on the back of his head. I started to face fuck him, he moaned in delight of me using my son's mouth. I too moaned. Oh fuck, yeah Brenden suck my dick. The words came out, and all bets where off, I was really enjoying his mouth and tongue giving me head in the middle of the living room. My son sucking on my dick. Then he stopped, I noticed as he stood up, he had already pulled down his pants and was stroking his dick. Shit it was really big, like 8 ½ inches big. I licked my lips in lust for his cock. I just didn't know where this was coming from, but I got down on my knees and my mouth met the head of Brenden's cock and I used my hand to jerk it. I gave a quick lick. I could taste his precum. Tasted just like mine, when I jerk off and eat my precum and cum. Then I started, I had no idea how to give head, but it just seemed natural. I started to suck and stroke my sons big dick. I stopped and starred up at him. Brenden are you ok with this, its wrong. Shut up dad, Brenden said. Now suck my big dick. I obeyed my son and continued. I slowly took his cock. I gagged a bit, but inch by inch I made it down to his pubes. All 8 ½ inches down his daddy's throat. I picked up the pace. He started to face fuck me. I jerked my dick in front of my son, as I worshipped his cock with my hungry mouth. He moaned. Yeah dad, suck me off, please make me cum daddy. Then it swelled up, so I knew what was coming. Oh fuck, yeah dad, yeah oh fuck. He held my face against his crotch and his big dick slammed down my throat. I was about to gag, and then UHHHhhh and yeah dadddhhd and then my mouth flooded with hot cum. I gulped and felt 7 blast of semen cumming in my mouth. I moaned and swallowed as much as I could. Brenden kept fucking my throat as I guzzled down his load. It was at this moment when I felt my penis getting so hard and I couldn't stop. I moaned and pulled my mouth off my sons cock. Oh Brenden yeah I'm going to cum. Brenden quickly got down on his knees by my cock and opened his mouth. Oh fuck yeah son, swallow my load, Oh fuckkkk and then one blast shot out and hit his cheek and then five big blasts into his opened mouth. He moved forward and took my dick in his mouth as I bucked as I finish dropping my load into my son's mouth. He sucked and squeezed every last drop of semen out of me. I collapsed on the floor and my son crawled up and rested his head on my chest. Our hearts beating so fast and both of us softly moaning. He looked up at me, and we both gave each other a big smile, my brain already thinking about when would my son being sucking me off again.