Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2003 19:08:26 EDT
From: CuteassChicanito@aol.com
Subject: Daddy and I get horny

				Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction.  Any similarities in character names or plot is
plain coincidental.  The content of this story is incest between father and
son; if this type of content offends you in any way, then please don't
continue.  This story is meant for adults age 18 and over, if you are under
18 or if this type of writing is not permitted where you live, then please
don't continue.

Copyright (C) 2003 Mario Enriquez

Ever since I was a little kid I remember how I had feelings for my dad.
Since I was the only child my dad and I were very close, and it was because
of this that we were constantly put in situations where his cock and balls
were exposed. I would always try to catch a glimpse of him when he got out
of the shower or we went skinny-dipping or do something where he was
exposed.  My dad was the muscular type of guy, he was also very hairy,
something that I admired plenty.  When I was about 5 I remember how we
would shower together, and while he shampooed his hair with his eyes closed
I would stare at his huge uncut cock, and his huge hairy hanging balls.  I
remember one day he caught me staring at him, and he said

	"Don't worry boy, one day your pee-wee will be just as big as mine,
heck if it's that big right now, imagine how it will be when you get older"

	I was fascinated with his cock, especially when he would retract
the foreskin and cleanse all that headcheese.  I remember asking him why he
did that, and he said

	"Well son, as you get older, you will also have to do this because
if you don't, you will always have an awful smell on your pee-wee son"
"Then girls won't want to suck on it."

	I remember thinking, what did he mean about girls not wanting to
suck on my cock, at five unlike kids today I was totally innocent, and had
no idea what he meant.  So the years passed by and as they did, my feelings
for my dad kept growing stronger by the minute.  I never really told my dad
about my feelings.  My dad was the "Macho" type of guy, and he would never
understand me.

So I went all through elementary school just fantasizing about my father,
and I never realized how strong my feelings could get until I reached
puberty.  I reached puberty at a fairly young age I would think.  I noticed
my balls grew larger by the time I started middle school, by that time, I
was a walking hard on.  I would get hard-ons for the slightest reason.
Then in my 8th grade year I discovered the joys of masturbation.  I
developed an interest in the girls that went far way more than I ever
thought possible, it was then that I realized that I was not gay.  After
feeling so bad for having those feelings for my dad, I realized that I
wasn't gay after all.

	As I previously mentioned, in my teen years I developed an interest
in girls, and women's bodies that I ever imagined possible.  So at about
the age of 13 I began to masturbate with the aid of any pornographic image
I could get my hands on.  There was this corner store where this older guy
worked at, and he wouldn't mind that we were underage, he would sell us
pornographic magazines at a higher prize.  At first we would have to beg
him, but then he would just settle with a $10 bill or a $5 bill. The
magazines ranged from 2-5 dollars, and he would keep the change, it wasn't
much, but he would settle.  So I began saving money, and spending it in new
magazines that arrived each week.

	Several times my dad almost caught me.  I remember one day I told
my dad I was going to the corner store to buy some chips and soda, and he
goes ok bring me a beer.  And I said ok.  When I got to the store the cover
of the magazine overwhelmed me, I remember it perfectly, it was a topless
blond winking with one eye.  I was overwhelmed, all I wanted to do was go
to my room and start wanking.  So I did, I paid the guy, and told him to
put it in a brown bag, and I ran out of the store.  I felt the precum
coming out of my cock, as I ran to my house.  Then, when I opened the door
and saw my dad sitting in the couch, I remember he had told me to get him a
beer. He immediately turned and asked me for his beer.  I told him quickly
that I had forgotten his beer trying not to sound so nervous, and at the
same time trying to hide the magazine.

"What ya got there son?" he asked.

I panicked and answered "nothing" in my defense.  He looked at me straight
in the eye and told me.

"Son, come on now, you can trust me, what do you have in that bag?"

	I shrieked and ran up to my room.  I was really scared he might
come in to my room.  I knew he wasn't going to hit me, my dad never hit me,
he isn't that type of guy.  However I couldn't overcome my fear.  I waited
a bit in my room thinking of what to tell my dad at dinner.  I knew he was
going to mention it during dinner, and I could tell my dad what I had in
the bag, but my mother I definitely couldn't.  After thinking for a while,
I relaxed, and thought, I'd tell him the truth, after all he is a guy, and
he must've masturbated at a point in his life. He will surely understand.
After getting that in my mind, I took out the magazine and looked at it
slowly admiring the hot blonde on the cover. I felt my cock immediately rub
against my pants.  I zipped down the zipper, and pulled down my pants and
boxers.  I began by slowly stroking my cock.  I pulled my foreskin
backward, and then pulled it forward in a pumping motion.  I, like my
father am uncut, and have a beautiful long foreskin, which I enjoyed and
still enjoy playing with.  So I decided to take all of my clothes of and
lay on my bed.

	I had one hand on my at that time 7 inch uncut cock, and the other
on the magazine fantasizing about the hot blond on the cover. I grabbed the
hand lotion I kept in my drawer and poured some on my hand and on my cock,
I stroked with greater force as I reached climax. As I reached climax I
imagined me fucking the hot blonde in the magazine.  This time I felt my
climax was stronger than usual.  I had never had an orgasm, and did not
realize what I was reaching was an orgasm.  The other times I had cummed I
had just ejaculated, but this time was different.  I felt a great sensation
all over my body.  I stroked harder and harder as I reached climax.  It was
wonderful.  I cummed more than I usually did.  I guess I made too much
noise, because just after I went through that wonderful orgasm, my dad was
knocking on the door asking me if I was ok.

	I trembled when I heard him.  I remembered I didn't lock the door.

	"Can I come in?" he asked.

	"Wait!"  I said.

	I had cum all over my penis and sheets and all over my abdomen, and
I was naked.  I quickly reached for the box of Kleenex I always kept in my
drawer, for easy clean up, but it was too late.  My dad was at the door
with a wide-open mouth.

	"What are you doing son?" he said in a tone of voice I've only
heard in porno movies.

	"Dad I told you to wait!"  I managed to say.

	"I know, but I really wanted to talk to you about the incident
early today" he said, now in a normal tone.

	"Dad can you at least get out while I get dressed?" I said
furiously.

	"Why should you be ashamed of me seeing you naked Jr., I made you
son!  If it wasn't for this old man's 9 inch cock you wouldn't be here"

	I couldn't believe my dad had just said that.  I was shocked.

	"Looks like you take up on my side of the family!" he said in that
sexy tone of voice again while looking at my still naked crotch.

	I realized the magazine was still on the bed.

	"My, my, my," he said.  "Looks like you got my taste too son"
"Ain't nothing better, than a hot blonde like this you got here!" his voice
trying not to sound excited, but I could tell by his breathing that he was
getting excited.  I also noticed an incredible bulge in his jeans.

	"So you're not mad at me dad" I said innocently.

	"No son, why would I be mad at you!  You're a man, we as men have
higher needs than women, and sometimes we need a little aid to get
ourselves off."

	I couldn't believe I was hearing this.  I was so excited and full
with lust.  I looked at him lustfully, and tried to imitate his sexy voice,
"Dad, do you masturbate?"

	"Of course I do son, all men masturbate, you ain't a real man,
unless you pull on that cock!" "Nothing grows if you don't pull it right"
he said in that sexy voice, and then blinked at me.

	"When did you start masturbating dad?"  I asked curiously.

	"Why at your age son, I pulled the joystick almost 5 times a day!"
"I was fucking horny all the time, and I needed to get off!" "I, like you,
used these magazines with these beautiful ladies."  "Unfortunately, back
then they saw jerkin' almost as a crime, so you had to be really careful
not to get caught."

	I just sat there with my naked body with semen all over myself
listening carefully as he gave me "the talk". I was so excited. I had the
feeling that what I had been fantasizing about for the past 14 years of my
life was going to be as real as me!  I was 14 at that age. So as you know,
at the age of 14, you think of nothing but sex.

	After listening to my father talk for about half an hour, while
still naked, sitting in bed, I got the courage to ask him whether or not he
experimented with anyone during his teen years.  At first he hesitated, but
then he told me all about his experiences with his brother Ernesto.  I was
raging in lust after hearing him and all of his experiences.

	My dad, although trying to conceal it, kept on trying to
accommodate his huge cock in his jeans, but it was too big.

	"So what ya got there pops?"  "A flashlight?"

	He laughed hysterically at my semi-joke.  Then he said, "Dang son,
after all of this jerkin talk, I'm suddenly so horny."

	"I can tell," I said looking at his bulge almost about to pop out
of his jeans.

	"Well what are you waiting for dad?"  I said as I leaned even
closer to him. "Pull it out," I said in that sexy tone he had without
wanting taught me earlier.

	He hesitated but managed to say "Son, why don't you pass me that
magazine?"  I was so excited.  My dad actually wanted to see the magazine.
He looked at it slowly, and smiled at me, and unzipped his pants.

	"You mind if I use your room for a little while?" he said.

 	"Help yourself."  I said right away.  Just as I was leaving he
said, "Hey, where are you going?" "You know, your mother isn't going to be
home until 7p.m. today?"  "How about a little pumping with your old man?"

	Oh my god!  I couldn't believe he was actually asking me to
jerk-off with him.

	I as obedient as always went back to bed, and took out the lotion.
He pulled down his pants and boxers. I got a glimpse of his 9-inch cock,
already glistening with precum.  He took of his shirt, and was completely
naked on my bed.  My heart was pounding faster and faster and time went by.

	"Hey son, wanna share that lotion with your old man?" he said.  I
managed a "yes dad!"

	I poured some on my dick and balls, and started stroking, I handed
him the bottle, which he literally snatched from my hand, and poured some
on his already wet with precum cock.  I watched in amazement as he stroked
harder than I ever thought possible.  My dad was pumping his dick with his
hand.  I tried to do as he did, and I did, I for the first time jerked my
cock with that incredible force I thought would break my penis apart.  Then
he looked at me and started into my eyes. "Hey son, looks like we're very
much alike huh."  He said again in that deep sexy voice.

	"Wanna feel the tool that made you son?" he said as he cuddled with
me.  With one hand stroking his cock, and the other on my face.

	I was so excited I felt like I was going to cum right there.

	"Yeah!"  I said trying not to sound too excited.  I reached for his
swollen reddish 9 inch uncut cock. I continued the hard stroking methods.
Imitating his moves.

	Then came what really surprised me.

	"Son, wanna taste the seed that made you?"  He whispered in my
ears.

	"Dad this isn't right," "We shouldn't even be masturbating
together!"

	"It's ok son, nobody is going to know."  "This is a secret, just
between me and you."  He said as he got on top of me and started kissing my
neck.  I was so excited, and full of lust.  He began kissing my neck and
touching every part of me that I never even considered sexual.  I was so
aroused I could've cummed if he just touched my cock So I kept on jerking
my 7 inch cock until I climaxed.  My dad looked at me curiously analyzing
my face while I was climaxing.

	"So, you wanna suck on daddy's dick?" he asked again.

	I loved him talking dirty to me, it turned me on even more.  So I
reached for his 9 inch cock, pulled the foreskin back, and started sucking
his 9 inch cock.  I sucked like I had never sucked before.  I sucked like I
was hungry for cock, hungry for cum.  I so badly wanted to taste that
liquid that one day made me. So I kept on sucking on his cock while I
played with his balls.

	They were so huge and hairy.  I began to fondle them, then I licked
them.  They had a salty taste, but I liked it, so I took one of his balls
in my mouth, I couldn't fit both of them at the same time.  I licked all of
his pubic area, and kept on jerking his cock while I licked his balls, and
the sensitive area right underneath the scrotum.

	"Yes son, lick it all!  Lick daddy's balls!"

	"Yes daddy, whatever you say!" I whispered.

	Then I concentrated on his cock, I kept on sucking it at a constant
rate.  Then I felt it coming.  I knew he was about tocum.  His balls moved
up closer to his body, and he twitched every time I rolled my tongue around
the thick head of his 9 inch cock.

	"Oh shit!!!!!!"  "Fuck that feels good" "Keep on sucking son!"

	Now I definitely knew he was going to cum.  I began sucking even
faster, and taking even more of his cock in my mouth.  I began deep
throating.  I choked on it a couple of times but I managed to keep on
sucking.  I wanted to bring my dad to climax.He let out a groan.  My dad
was the type of guy that moaned and groaned a lot during sex.  I knew
perfectly well what night my parents had sex because he was a horse when it
came to moaning and groaning.  I loved it though; it turned me on even
more.

	"Son, that's it!  Suck on daddy's dick!"  "Ugggggghhhhhhhh!" he
kept on moaning and practically screaming.

	Then I felt his cum in my mouth.  It tasted so good in my mouth.  I
couldn't believe I had just taken in me the liquid that had made me.  There
was nothing like it.  I licked every drop of cock honey of his cock.  Then
he pulled me upclose to him, and began kissing me.  I was in heaven.  I
tasted my dad's tongue for the first time.  It tasted so good.  I wanted
this to go on forever, but I knew it couldn't.So we realized it was 5:30
already, and mom would be getting home around 7, so we still had time.  We
cuddled in bed for like an hour, both naked.  His body pressing against
mine gave me another hard-on.  He also had a hard-on.  So we decided to
take a shower.  It would be the only thing that would get rid of these
boners of ours.  So we both passed through the hall completely naked and
into the bathroom. Once in there my dad turned on the shower, we both got
in it.  It was so exciting to be in there with my dad.  Just like old
times. So we took a shower, and that got rid of our boners temporarily.
Then we went to his room; he was walking around naked, with his 6 inch
flaccid dick hanging. Then he put on some boxers and a tank top.  The only
thing I had on was a towel around my waist.

	"Aren't you gonna get dressed son?"  "Your ma is gonna be here any
minute now, wouldn't want her to find you naked,now would you?"

	"No dad."  So I went to my room and got dressed, then came down to
the living room, my dad was sitting down in the couch watching TV.

	"Hey son, what happened today, is just between me and you ok."

	"Of course dad!  I won't tell anyone I promise." I said in an
innocent obedient voice.

	"Al'right son, I love you son!"

	"Me too dad!"

	I went and cuddled with him in the sofa, and he kissed me on the
forehead.  It was almost romantic how him and I both only in our boxers and
tank tops were cuddled together watching TV.  Then my mom came.  She had no
idea what had happened between dad and I that day.  She made dinner, and we
all had dinner, and went to sleep.  My dad is a horn ball.  I heard him
moaning that night.  But what a lucky guy he is.  He gets to mess around
with his son during the day,and fuck his wife at night!


This is my first time writing an erotic story.  If you have any comments
about my story or if you have some tips of how to improve my next story
please feel free to write to me at CuteassChicanito@aol.com.

			 Thank you for your time!