Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2001 11:20:00 -0500
From: MS
Subject: Daddy's Little Boy Ch. 5 Gay/Incest

Daddy's Little Boy
Chapter Five

(This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or deceased is
purely coincidental. This story contains themes such as gay/incest; if this
offends you or is illegal to read in your area please don't read further.
The author doesn't condone or practice the behavior depicted in this story
and once again it is only fiction! Otherwise, read on, enjoy and keep the
letters cumming!)

   Mason stirred from sleep shivering against a cool breeze coming off the
lake. The night sky was dominated by a full moon that shone down with a
soft bright light, he had no idea what time it was. He looked to the burnt
out remains of the fire and considered going to look for more wood but as
he tried to stand his Father's strong arm pulled him close.

   "Where do you think you're going?" David Smith asked kissing his son's
forehead.

   Mason smiled and kissed his Father back, "The fire went out, we need
more wood."

   David took Mason's hand and placed it over his stiffening cock, "There's
all the wood you need."

   With a laugh Mason pulled his hand away, "I don't think you'd like it if
I threw a match on that log."

   "A wise guy eh?" Rising to his feet he swung Mason up into his arms, "I
think it's time for a bath."

   Mason eyed the dark waters of the lake, "No way!" he shouted. As his
Father started toward the water, he pushed and struggled against the
embrace of his Dad's thickly muscled arms but it did no good. He held his
breath and braced for the shock of cold water as his Father plunged them
both beneath the surface.

   David came to his feet pulling them both up out of the waist deep water,
laughing as water streamed from their naked bodies. Then he slowly lowered
his son into the water.

   Mason shook his long wet hair like a dog, spraying droplets everywhere
as he laughed, "You're crazy!"

   David answered by pulling his son close and with cupped hands began to
wash away the results of their earlier lovemaking. As his hands moved over
Mason's chest the boy's tiny pale nipples hardened in excitement. Bending
forward he sucked his son's left nipple into his mouth and alternated
sucking on it and nipping it gently with his teeth.

   Mason shivered and moaned pulling his Father's head closer urging him to
suck harder.  Beneath the dark water he could feel his dick swelling and
lengthening until the head and the first few inches of cock shaft broke the
surface. "Suck me," he breathed pushing his Father's head downward.

   David allowed his son to push his head toward his throbbing cock letting
his tongue trail down the center of the boy's stomach. Then he sucked the
head and first few inches of cock that had risen out of the water into his
mouth.

   Mason moaned at the sensation of his Father's hot mouth on his swollen
cock, but he wanted his Dad to take all of it. "Suck it, Dad!"

   David knelt in the water and lifted his son's legs onto his shoulders so
that his face was buried in the boy's crotch. Steadying Mason with his
hands on the boy's ass David let the buoyancy of the water keep his son
afloat as he focused his attention on the kid's eight inch prong. He stared
at the throbbing boy cock as it jutted out of the damp tangle of pubic
hair, the shaft, thick and spider webbed with veins, the crown swollen and
flared, the skin stretched tight. He flicked his tongue into his son's piss
slit tasting the slightly salty tang of boy dick then opened his mouth wide
and swallowed the boy in one lunge.

   Mason moaned and gripped his Father's head holding the man's face buried
in his crotch, his cock buried down his Dad's throat. Aside from having his
Father's cock inside his ass, this was the greatest sensation he'd ever
felt. Lacing his fingers behind his Father's neck Mason began to force feed
his dick into his Dad's eagerly sucking mouth, riding the man's shoulders
like a saddle.

   Sitting in the shallows David let his son face fuck him, letting the boy
plunge his thick cock in deep enough to make him retch now and then as the
swollen head banged the back of his throat and tonsils. When Mason had set
up his rhythm David let his hands explore the smooth mounds of his son's
ass until finally his thick calloused forefinger pushed it's way into
Mason's tight pucker. Lubricated by the lake water David worked his finger
deeper and deeper until it was shoved in up to the second knuckle.

   Mason was bucking his hips wildly now, still riding his Dad's shoulders
like a saddle and using his Father's head as a saddle horn. He looked down
the length of his torso and watched fascinated as his thick shaft slid in
and out between his Dad's full lips. When his Father slipped his thick
finger up his ass it pushed him to the edge and he knew he would cum
soon. Riding on the edge of climax Mason began to slam his dick in and out
of his Dad's slurping mouth and throat, faster and faster.

   Sensing his son was close to blowing his load David kept his mouth
clamped tightly around his son's thrusting fuck rod. Keeping his forefinger
buried up Mason's ass he plunged in his middle finger, then began fucking
them both in and out, stretching and twisting his son's hole.

   As his Father rammed both of his thick-knuckled fingers in and out of
his ass Mason felt his balls pulling up tight against the shaft of his cock
preparing to blast his cum up and out. "I'm gonna cum!" he warned and began
to shudder and buck as he shot wad after wad of cum into his Dad's hot,
sucking mouth.

   David felt Mason's cock swell and jerk as the first thick glob of cum
hit the back of his throat followed by another and another. He swallowed
again and again loving the sweet tang of his son's cock juice. He held his
fingers buried up Mason's ass and the boy's cock buried in his mouth until
with a final shudder Mason was spent.

   Breathing hard from the exertion Mason leaned down and kissed the top of
his Father's damp hair. "Thanks Dad, that was awesome!"

   David let Mason's half hard cock slip from his mouth and slowly withdrew
his fingers from the kid's ass. "Now, it's Dad's turn."

   "What do you want?" Mason asked with a small smile.

   David answered by lifting his son off his shoulders and setting him down
in the water, "Get on your hands and knees," he said quietly, "I want more
of that sweet ass."

   Mason felt his face flush with excitement and his half hard cock began
to swell back to a full erection as he situated himself on his hands and
knees in the shallow water.  Looking over his shoulder he saw his Father's
massive ten incher thrusting up out of the water like some sea serpent
ready to attack his exposed ass.

   Placing one hand on Mason's narrow hip David gripped the base of his
cock in the other and aimed it at Mason's half-submerged ass
pucker. Letting the water lubricate his throbbing shaft he stabbed his cock
forward punching the swollen crown past the ring of Mason's sphincter
muscles.

   "Ungh!" Mason grunted as the blunt head of his Father's meaty cock
speared past the entrance of his ass. Taking a deep breath he tried to
relax, preparing for the next lunge.

   "Here it comes baby," David warned, and gripping the boy's narrow hips
in both hands he slammed his hips forward driving the entire thick length
of his cock deep into Mason's bowels.

   "Ahhh!" Mason cried out as his Father's cock tore into his tender
ass. It felt like his Dad's cock was splitting him in two and for a second
he thought he might even faint from the searing pain. Forcing himself to
breathe and relax Mason tried to prepare his body for what was coming next.

   Leaning forward over his son's slender back David whispered in the boy's
ear, "This time I'm not holding anything back."

   Taking a deep breath Mason quickly pulled away from his Father's cock
then slammed his ass back down stabbing his ass with it's hardness. "Give
it to me!" he grunted.
   Smiling David drew back his hips and began to pump his cock in and out
of Mason's hot gripping ass, setting up a medium rhythm matching his
thrusts to the rise and fall of the waves against the beach.

   Mason moaned and tossed his head as his Father's cock delivered pleasure
and pain with thrusts that were timed with the waves. It felt like his
Father was fucking him using not only his cock, but the sky, water and the
earth. He bit the flesh of his own shoulder as he began to meet his
Father's thrusts, pushing his ass back to meet his Dad's ramming cock.

   Long minutes passed with David fucking in time with the waves, shoving
his cock into Mason as the waves washed into shore, pulling slowly back out
as the waves receded. He was lost in the rhythm of the lake and the warm
gripping flesh of his son underneath him when suddenly they were bathed in
a bright spotlight. David looked over his shoulder just as the light moved
on and he could see the rows of lighted windows of a tugboat and the long
dark shadow of barges it pushed ahead of it. "It's just a barge," he said
to calm Mason, "We're safe," then he continued to fuck his son falling back
into rhythm with the gurgling waves.

   A few minutes after the barge passed the waves from its wake began to
push their way to shore rising higher and higher. The first one caught
Mason by surprise as he felt both his father and the water slam into his
ass before it washed over his shoulders.

   David looked over his shoulder and timed his next thrust with the larger
surge of the barge's wake. Finding his rhythm again he fucked Mason with
the same pounding force of the larger waves, slamming his cock in just as
they were both hit with a large swell of water, a quick withdraw and
slamming it back in as the next wave crested.

   Again Mason had the eerie feeling that his Father was calling on the
power of nature to help him drive his steely hard cock in and out of his
wet hole. The sensation of having his ass stretched by his Dad's stiff tool
just as a large wave slammed against his ass cheeks and balls made Mason
moan out loud, "Yeah, fuck me Dad, fuck me harder!"

   For a few more minutes David was able to control his lust and continue
to fuck his son's ass with the steady rolling waves but he faltered when
Mason began to thrust his ass backward impaling himself on his veiny fuck
pole.

   "Harder!" Mason panted, "Fuck me harder!" chanting the words as he
ground his ass down onto his Dad's rock hard poker. "Come on Dad! Fuck me!"

   David reached forward and grabbed a handful of Mason's thick hair
pulling it back until Mason's head bent toward the sky, then he leaned
forward and crushed his mouth over the boy's lips in a bruising kiss. As
their tongues tangled and slid over one another he slammed his hips forward
one last time grinding his cock deep into Mason's ass. He felt the familiar
tingle in his balls and he knew he was going to cum! He began to grind his
hips in a circular motion stirring the full length of his cock around
inside his son's well-fucked hole. Then he threw back his head and let out
a guttural moan as his cock throbbed out hot, white, spooge deep into his
son's gut.

   Just seconds after his Father began to shoot his thick load deep inside
his ass, Mason felt his own cock begin to throb and jerk as it spewed thick
jets of cum underwater. He looked down to see several stringy blobs of the
white stuff float to the surface followed by another underwater blast from
his cock.

   With a final shudder that ran through his entire body David emptied the
last of his load deep into his son's cum-slick bowels, and with a sigh he
collapsed onto the boy's narrow back panting for air.

   Mason had never been more content, feeling his Father on top of him and
inside him, knowing that the very same sperm that had created him was now
deep inside him.  He turned his head over his left shoulder and placed a
kiss on his Father's sweat-damp forehead. "I love you Dad."

   David grunted, "I love you too son." Then reluctantly pulled his still
erect cock from Mason's tight slick hole. Hissing between his teeth he
pulled back until his over-sensitive cockhead popped free leaving a fine
string of cum trailing over the boy' perfect white ass.

   Mason didn't want it to end and reached back trying to guide his
Father's slippery cock back toward his achingly empty ass. "No, put it back
in me!" he begged.

   David laughed deep from his chest, "You really like your Daddy's dick
don't you?"

   "Yes!" Mason said almost pouting, then with a heavy sigh he released his
Dad's thick throbbing cock, rolled over and let the water wash over him.

   David lowered himself down on top of Mason letting the waves lap at his
balls and ass, "Don't worry we'll do this again."

   "Soon?" Mason asked with raised eyebrows.

   "Yes, soon!" David promised with a kiss then he pushed himself to his
feet, " Now lets get dressed and back to the car, god knows what time it
is."

   Mason rolled onto his stomach in the wash of the waves and watched his
Father dress.  By the light of the moon he noted the way his Dad's muscles
flexed and bunched beneath his tanned skin, and marveled at the planes and
angles of his Father's handsome face. He secretly wondered if it was
possible to fall in love with your own Father? It was a question that
frightened him as well as excited him. He jumped up from the water and
rushed up to the beach where his clothes lay.

   David was fully dressed and checking his pockets to make sure his wallet
and car keys were accounted for when Mason began to get dressed. Leaning
back against the outcropping he watched the graceful movements of Mason's
body. 'Poetry in motion,' he thought to himself and wondered if it was
possible for a Father to fall in love with his son? The question frightened
him more than it had Mason.



   The next morning Mason rolled over in his familiar bed and looked around
the things in his room, things that made it his room; the model of the
Enterprise on one side of his desk, the growling open mouthed model of
Godzilla stomping a city beneath his feet on the other side of his desk,
the poster of Irwin Allen's Towering Inferno taped to his closet
door. Usually these were things that comforted him and made him feel at
home, but this morning they looked somehow childish and silly. Was this
what making love with a man did to you, he wondered? Was this what it felt
like to grow up? He pondered these questions for a few minutes and in the
end decided he didn't know.

   With a groan he swung his legs over the side of the bed and forced
himself to stand up.  He stretched, yawned and scratched his head before he
set about the task of making his bed. When he finished he went to the
kitchen in search of food.

   Padding across the linoleum floor of the kitchen in his bare feet he saw
a note addressed to him sitting on the bright red top of the chrome legged
kitchen table. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and read the short note
from his Father. "Mason, I've gone on to work, have fun today but find time
to mow the lawn please. Love, Dad."

   "Crap!" he swore, he hated mowing the yard! He poured himself a glass of
milk and opened a package of 'Pop Tarts' eating them cold. Finished with
his breakfast Mason went back to his room and rummaged in his chest of
drawers for his mowing shorts.

   When he found the faded, torn denim cut-offs he pulled them on without
putting on a pair of underwear. Feeling his skin next to the soft denim
fabric and knowing that it was the only thing between him and the rest of
the world made him feel kind of naughty and sexy! Aroused by the sensation
his hardening dick pushed its way down his leg and out the frayed leg
opening of his shorts. His dong continued to grow and stiffen until his
swollen cockhead and a good four inches of his dick were hanging
out. Wrestling his woody back into his shorts Mason pushed his feet into a
pair of old sneakers and headed for the back door.

   It was a bright morning with the sun dominating a deep blue sky dotted
with small wisps of clouds. Bounding off the back stairs Mason landed at a
full run in the back yard heading for the tool shed. As he yanked the
weathered door open the rusty hinges creaked like something from Dark
Shadows and Mason laughed at the idea of their tool shed being haunted. He
gripped the chrome handle of the push mower and pulled it out into the yard
closing the door behind him. Squatting down he unscrewed the gas cap and
peered inside to make sure it was full.

   "Hey neighbor," a deep male voice called out.

   Still squatting beside the lawn mower Mason looked up and saw their
next-door neighbor, Stan Vincent standing in his own yard a few feet
away. "Hi Mr. Vincent," Mason called out with a quick wave.

   The dark haired young man cringed, "Don't call me 'mister' I'm only
twenty eight!"

   Mason smiled, "Okay, Stan."

   "That's better." Stan said, "I guess we'll both be doing yard work today
huh?"

   Mason lifted his upper lip in a snarl of distaste, "Yeah, I guess so."

   "Well, if you need any help just give a yell," Stan said letting his
eyes move down Mason's nude torso to the crotch of his cut offs. "You might
want to tuck that away while you're mowing though."

   Mason frowned and looked down; he felt a hot rush of embarrassment as he
realized his dick and one of his nuts had slipped out of the leg opening of
his shorts, hanging down for the entire world to see! He jumped to his feet
fumbling to tug his shorts leg down over his exposed genitals.

   Stan smiled, his dark brown eyes glinted with something more than humor,
"You're really hung for a little kid."

   Before Mason could respond Stan turned and walked back to where he'd
been trimming on a row of bushes. With his face still flushed and burning
from embarrassment Mason hurried to push the mower to the front of the
house where he'd be out of sight completely, at least from Stan.

   It only took Mason forty five minutes to mow the small yard that
surrounded the Smith home and he had been relieved when he began mowing the
back yard with no sign of Stan from next door. Mason had had a crush on him
for a long time, Stan was tall, and dark complexioned with dark brown eyes
that stared right through you and his body was smooth, hairless and hard
muscled like the high divers on TV.

   He put the mower away and rushed into the kitchen for a drink of water,
mowing had made him hot and sweaty. Even though it was only ten in the
morning the sun was hot and the humidity was high making the air feel heavy
and thick.

   After running cold water into a glass he plopped down into a kitchen
chair and drank nearly all of it in one continuous gulp. Wiping the sweat
from his eyes with the back of his hand Mason moved to set the glass down
when his elbow knocked the note from his Father off the table sending it
fluttering to the floor.

   Leaning over in his chair Mason bent to pick up the note and realized
that there was a five-dollar bill under the note. Straightening up he
stuffed the bill into his pocket and decided he would ride his bike to the
IGA grocery store for a Coke and a new comic book.

   As Mason put his glass in the sink he glanced out the back window and
saw Steve coming out the back door of his house. Mason's green eyes
followed the dark, handsome young man as he began to gather fallen limbs
off the ground. Mason wondered if he could seduce his good-looking
neighbor. Walking nervously to the back door he opened it and hesitated a
moment before he called out, "Hey neighbor!"

   Stan looked up and saw Mason walking toward him, "Hello again, I see you
finished mowing."

   Mason stopped a few feet away and dropped into a squat to pick up a
fallen limb at Stan's feet.

   Stan looked down at Mason, "Thanks, but you really don't have to help."

   "It's okay, I don't have anything else to do except maybe jack off,"
Mason said casually. Then fixing the older man with a steady stare he
spread his legs wider letting his cock and balls slide out from beneath the
leg opening of his shorts leg.
   Stan was a little shocked by the kid's bluntness but then he saw Mason
deliberately expose his cock, obviously the kid wasn't exactly
Johnny-be-good. "Jacking off has its good points," Stan said taking the
bait.

   "Yeah," Mason said "but it's always better when there's someone to
help." Mason was surprised by his own newfound boldness and wondered if he
had gone too far.

   "I can't argue with you there." Stan said eyeing the bold kid with new
respect. He had to give the kid that much, he had balls! "Help is always
good."

   "Then let me help you," Mason said slowly coming to his feet. "I can
jack you off," he reached out and gripped the swollen bulge in Stan's
jeans. "Or maybe we can find some better places for you to shove this!" he
squeezed gently groping his way down the man's lengthening cock.

   Stan took a shuddering breath of excitement as the kid played with his
dick through his jeans, "I'll just bet you can."

   Mason smiled a crooked grin and sank down to his knees in front of Stan
and unzipped his bulging fly.

   Before the crazy kid could pull his cock out in broad daylight Stan
grabbed Mason by the shoulders and made him stand up. "Let's go inside."

   Mason followed Stan through the back door of his house, but as soon as
the door was closed Mason reached into the man's open fly and tugged his
half hard cock out into the open. Stan was thick and uncut with a loose
hood barely covering the shiny helmet.  Mason dropped to his knees and
peeling back the foreskin sucked his neighbor's cock into his mouth.

   Stan fell back against the back door, "Holy shit!"

   Mason sucked all of Stan's half hard cock into his mouth and held it
there sucking the shaft, running his tongue over the fat head, licking the
piss slit.

   "Holy shit!" Stan swore again, as his cock grew inside the kids hot,
wild, mouth. He shook his head in disbelief when he saw that the kid had
the entire seven and a half inches buried down his throat! His lousy
girlfriend could only get so far before she started to gag! This Mason kid
was fucking pro!

   Mason pulled off Stan's throbbing cock and gripping the base of the
shaft in his hand he began to smack its heavy thickness against his
lips. "You want me to suck it, you have to tell me," he breathed the words
out against the hot slickness of Stan's raging boner.

   Stan stood up straighter and took the sides of Mason's face in his
hands, "Suck it little cocksucker!" he grunted as he pushed his swollen
tool against the kid's thick lips.

   "That's it, fuck my mouth man," Mason said as he reached up to grip Stan
by the cheeks of his ass. As Stan stabbed at his lips with the bloated head
of his drooling cock he used the man's ass to steer him forward into his
mouth.

   "Fuck!" Stan moaned as he felt Mason urging him to shove his cock in
deeper. Planting his feet wide apart he tightened his grip on Mason's face,
"Okay, you little cocksucker, now I'm gonna give you the skull fuck of your
life!"

   Mason was surprised by the sudden vicious onslaught of Stan's driving
cock. The older man slammed his prick in and out of his mouth so hard the
guy's heavy nuts smacked Mason under the chin with each stroke. Mason had
to force himself to breathe through his nose as Stan began to pound his
dick so deep that the head banged the back of his throat making him gag. He
reached up to try and pull back a little but Stan's hands only gripped his
face tighter as he continued pumping his cock in and out of his stretched
lips

   Stan kept up the raw pace, fucking Mason's mouth so violently the kid
retched again.  "No way fucker! You wanted this cock now you got it!" he
slammed his hips forward with such force it rocked the kid's head
backward. "That's right, take it all motherfucker!  Suck that cock!"

   Mason's eyes were watering, his jaw was beginning to ache and his lips
were feeling swollen as Stan, true to his word continued to give him the
face fucking of his life. Again and again he watched Stan's thick shaft
plunge in and out of his mouth, slick, coated and dripping with spit.

   "You like this cock you little faggot?" Stan gritted the words through
his teeth as he savagely raped Mason's young mouth. "You want to drink my
cum? Answer me cocksucker!" He paused and pulled his cock from the boy's
mouth and began to slap it across Mason's cheeks, eyes and mouth. "You like
my cock? You want to suck the cum out of my balls? Huh? Huh, little fag
boy?"

   Mason was suddenly afraid he'd gotten himself into a situation that
could get ugly so he answered in the way he hoped Stan wanted, "Yes! Yes, I
want to suck your dick! Please," his sentence was cut off as Stan savagely
shoved his cock between his lips.

   "That's right you love that cock don't you?" Stan grunted. Watching his
thick, wet, cock shaft plowing in and out of this kid's face was the
hottest thing he'd ever seen!  "Suck it! Eat that cock boy!"

   After an agonizing ten minutes crept by Mason suddenly felt Stan's legs
stiffen and he locked his lips tighter around the slippery flesh-pole
pumping in and out of his mouth, he hoped Stan was about to cum his mouth
was getting tired.

   "Fuck!" Stan shouted as he drove his cock completely into the kid's
mouth, "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

   Mason gagged as the first thick jet of Stan's spooge splattered over his
tonsils coating the back of his throat.

   "Eat it!" Stan ordered holding the retching boy's head tight against his
crotch. "Drink every fucking drop!"

   Swallowing and gulping Mason tried to take Stan's thick, white flood but
in the end it was too much and some of it squeezed out the corners of his
mouth and oozed slowly down his chin.

   Stan pulled his still stiff rod out of the kid's mouth and using the
slimy head of his dick scooped up his spilled cum and fed it back into the
boy's raw mouth. "All of it! Every drop!" Stan smeared the last of his
thick wad back into Mason's waiting mouth and bouncing his dick on the
boy's tongue one last time he released his grip on the kid's head.

   Mason slumped down with relief working his mouth and massaging his jaw.

   Stan slid slowly down the facing of the door until he sat cross-legged
across from the kid. "That was the best goddamned blow job I've ever had!"

   Mason smiled, "Next time maybe you'd like to try the other end."

   Stan laughed then bent forward and pulled Mason to him planting an open
mouth kiss on the shocked boy's lips, letting his exploring tongue taste
his own funk inside the kid's mouth. When he broke the kiss he said, "I've
never let a guy suck my cock before and you'll probably be the only one who
ever will."

   "Good!" Mason said rising to his feet.

   "Come around anytime little man," Stan said opening the door and holding
it, "any time at all!"

   Mason walked back into his own yard and turning on the water hose he
rinsed out the taste of Stan's cum. Then getting on his bike he headed for
the grocery store his tanned legs pumping the pedals and causing the bike
to fly down the tiny blacktop road. With the wind whistling past his ears
and blowing through his long hair he hoped he'd find something really good
at the IGA.

To Be Continued...