Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2020 03:16:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Danny Smith Subject: Construction Company Dad and Son Construction Company Dad and Son By Danny Smith I was in New York City to handle a case for a client of mine. I'm a lawyer and I was representing a construction company in a lawsuit. The owner's first name was Isaac, and his company was [his last name] "and son." The case lasted several days and Isaac and I got to be pretty good friends. He was my age, late 30s, early 40s, and a nice looking guy. Not "handsome" in a classic way, but more of the "guy next door" type, dark hair, Italian background, muscular build from a lifetime of working hard. One day after working late we were eating dinner together, relaxing, and we got to talking after a few drinks. Before too long it was becoming plain that we were attracted to each other, and both into guys. When he asked me what type of guy I went for I gave him my usual reply, which is "all the above." I added, "seriously, and I hope this doesn't offend you, but I really dig your son. But he's not into other guys, is he?" The son's name was Jason but everyone called him J.J. He was tall and lanky, and had a good build from basketball and track. He had a slightly lighter complexion than his dad, more brown haired than black. Still a teenager. It was clear that he was going into the business with his Dad one day, but for now he was still learning the ropes, doing everything from emptying the wastebaskets to helping out at the job sites. Clean cut, super good looking, and eager to please. Then the conversation took a sharp left turn. Isaac's response was "he's into other guys, and girls too, but he's mostly into me. And to be precise, I'm into him. Deep in." I looked at him in silence for awhile, trying to figure out if he meant what I thought. "You mean you and he fool around?" The unbelievable answer: "All the time. And we like it when other guys watch." I couldn't believe my ears. I fantasized about my own dad for years, but nothing ever happened. My own son is straight so I never tried anything with him, but God only knows what would have happened if he had come on to me. I must have asked if he was serious about five more times. Then it finally sank in, this was the real thing. My heart was pounding at the possibility, and I had to keep my hand from trembling as I finished my drink. I had worked with the company records enough to know that Isaac and J.J. were truly biological father and son. I'd seen their driver's licenses, I knew their family situation, and knew that J.J. wasn't adopted, he was Isaac's natural son. He told me that they had been having sex for several years now, that it was mutual from the start, and that it was J.J. who first suggested that they should let others watch. He invited me to join them. I felt like I was living a dream and agreed immediately. Isaac invited me up to their house, but it was late and they lived in Connecticut. It was the last day of my trip and I had to leave the next day, so I suggested we meet in my hotel room. He agreed, and phoned J.J. who was working late at the office. We finished up our dinner and within the hour we were in my hotel room. My head was spinning but I focused on the scene in front of me as hard as I could, trying to burn every nuance into my memory. At first Isaac sat in a chair as J.J. stood in front of him and undressed. What a stud! He was every school girl's dream (and a few school boys too). He clearly worked out. He had a very light dusting of light hair on his chest, smooth muscular arms, and hairy legs. His ass was perfect. His cock was a beauty, cut, and rose up over loose nuts in a low hanging sack. He was hard from the start. After he stripped in front of us he did something I hadn't expected and turned his back to his father, then straddled one of his father's legs, to pull off his Dad's boots. First one then the other. The socks came next. The Dad stood up barefoot and they kissed, open mouth, then the son began to undress his dad slowly. When they both were naked, they kissed again passionately. The dad was also built well, not gym toned, but very fit from a lifetime of working construction. There wasn't an ounce of fat on either one of them. The main differences were that Isaac's chest and arms were covered with dark hair, while J.J. was lighter and smoother. And the dad's cock -- it was perfection to me. A work of art. The shaft was about average length, maybe just a bit longer than average, but he was not one of those porn star "hung to his knees" type. The thing that made his cock such a perfect piece of manhood was the thickness. The circumference of the shaft was incredible. The head was mushroomed and fucking enormous. My mouth watered looking at it. I've rarely seen such a masculine, manly tool. J.J. knelt down in front of his father and began caressing his father's penis, kissing it and licking the shaft. Finally he opened his mouth and took it in. I was in a daze -- my ultimate sexual fantasy was actually playing out in front of me. I got down on my knees beside J.J. and watched the action for several minutes. I remember that one word kept going through my head: incest. Incest. INCEST. Watching them that closely I could see from the stubble on his face that J.J. had a full beard. Even if he wasn't as hairy as his old man now, it was clear that in a few years he would be. I asked them both if I could join. Isaac smiled and J.J. nodded, taking his mouth off the cock and offering it to me. I went down on it and was in heaven when I felt that huge head fill my mouth. I was determined to take it all, but even though I'm a pretty good cocksucker if I do say so myself (thanks to my brother) I just couldn't seem to get that last inch down my throat. When he saw that I was determined, Isaac gently put his hand on the back of my head. Then, not so gently, he pushed me all the way onto it. I started to gag, but fought past it, my nose buried in his thick bush, my lips stretched wide at the base of his shaft. He let me back off of it after holding me there a long 20 seconds or so. As I gasped to regain my breath and tears rolled down my cheeks, J.J. took my place and easily -- I mean easily -- went down the full length, holding it in his throat as long as his Dad wanted him to. I knew either the kid was a natural or that Dad had been putting him through some throat-stretching exercises. Probably both. In any event, after sucking his Dad for a few more minutes, J.J. stood up, turned around, and bent over. There was some kind of unspoken, almost psychic bond between them. I don't know what the signal was but they both knew it was time to fuck. Isaac placed the tip of his magnificent tool in his son's crack, rubbed it up and down a couple of times, found the hole, and shoved his head in. Even though they had obviously had man sex many times before, J.J.'s reaction was a short, sharp yell. I sympathized. Not many men, and even fewer boys, could take what Isaac had between his legs. Isaac just held it there for a few seconds, then began to shove it in further and further, bareback of course. I could see the expressions on J.J.'s face alternating between wincing and a look of bliss. Isaac went about the business of fucking his son like he was a sex machine: methodical, rhythmic, deep. Slowly at first, then increasingly faster and harder, his thrusts sent his son into another world. Finally the dad got "that look" on his face like he was living on a different plane. I knew he was close, and sure enough he began the final thrusts. He froze his body as he injected his sperm into his son's willing asshole. I was close myself just from watching and started to jack off, but Isaac took one look at me and signaled "no," so I stopped. Even in that position and at that moment, he was the one totally in control of the scene. He pulled out and took a second to compose himself, then said "You and J.J. do each other. I'll watch." J.J. had just been through a lot, so I figured I'd give him a rest, plus I was so hot I was afraid I would shoot in seconds if he touched my cock. I knelt down and gave him the best blowjob I knew how to give. My reward was hearing his moans of pleasure as I took his boy cock all the way. As he got close he grabbed his cock with one hand and put the other on the back of my head. He began thrusting into my mouth while still fisting his own cock; in other words he was jacking off into my mouth. I couldn't pull away -- not that I wanted to -- and waited for the ultimate payoff. As he got close, Isaac bent down and instructed me "don't swallow yet. Keep it in your mouth." When the son reached the moment of climax he pulled out his cock except for the head, which he left in my mouth. I usually enjoy when the top that I'm servicing takes that last plunge and shoves it all deeply into my throat. But this was amazing because I could feel those contractions, pulling and kicking in my mouth as he filled me with warm juice. I did as I had been told and didn't swallow. Isaac then whispered, "now kiss him." I don't know if he directed that to J.J. or to me, probably both, but it didn't matter because we both complied. He knelt down with me and we kissed while squishing his cum back and forth between us. Finally both of us swallowed his ample load. I was very close now to shooting hands free, so when J.J. went down on me it only took a couple of thrusts before I shot one of the biggest loads of my life. He swallowed. Later as we were all recovering and they were preparing to leave I asked how the first got started. Isaac has a fishing camp. J.J. had been dating a girl who broke his heart. Isaac thought a weekend in the woods might help. As J.J. said "it's hard to hide a boner when you're wearing boxer shorts." In other words they both were immediately turned on by each other. That started it and it's been going on ever since. That's all I know about this amazing father and son, at least that's it from firsthand knowledge. We did cross paths a couple of more times over the years, but never in a setting where we could get together. I know from talking to some mutual friends that they're still together and, at least the rumor is, that they've moved in together permanently. It sure wouldn't surprise me.