Date: Tue, 4 May 2010 02:24:52 +0100 From: Lee Davis Subject: Dream Cum True pt.1 Author: L Davis Email: novacaine321@hotmail.co.uk Author's Note: This story is an original. It contains father/son incest. Incase you've accidentally happened upon this story, I thought it best I warn you. If you enjoy it, please let me know as this is my first story of this type and have no idea how well I've done! Thanks DREAM CUM TRUE pt.1 Hi there! I'm Danny, how are you? I'm 19 years old and live with my mum, brother and sister. My dad doesn't live with us at the moment; he's an alcoholic, you see -- currently living in a flat while he tries sort himself out. My bother and sister see him every Tuesday, and most Saturdays. My mum only visits if she has to as she doesn't really like where he's staying. Me? I think I've been 5 times in the last 6 months, and that's only if I've been with mum at the time, or she's begged me to go instead of her to drop something off. I hate being around him when he's drinking, I've just had enough. However, I've always had a bit of a thing for him... He's around 6 foot, a bit taller than me, and quite slender. He had a bit of a belly on him at one point, but he's slimming down a bit now. He's got almost shoulder-length brown hair (looks a little hippy-ish) and brown eyes, and always dresses quite smartly (he likes his Lambretta clothing). That's him to the average eye, anyway; I know him a little more intimately, being his son. He has a few tattoos scattered about (arms, back and chest), masculine but tasteful. On the rare occasion I've caught him changing or getting undressed to get a bath, I always make a habit of taking a quick glance at his pert and peachy backside (a central feature of some of my most detailed dreams and fantasies) and am sometimes lucky enough to get a little look at his dick. Uncut, thick and around 5 inches flaccid, I'd often imagine what it would be like to touch, play with... I had the major hots for my dad! To my disappointment, this would obviously never happen. As well as the whole incest thing (I hate that word) being immoral, he was as straight as a man could be. He kicked of big time when I made the mistake of telling him I was gay whilst he was drunk. Well, he asked and I told the truth -- what more can you expect?! He's fine with me when sober, but with drink inside him he used it against me every chance he got. It's as if he's two different people, and it's the sober-dad that I've fallen for; loving, kind, gentle and fun. I did miss spending time with him, and luckily I was about to get my chance. I had been saying for some time now that, as soon as he started the detox, I'd start going to see him. I didn't want it to be awkward if he decided to come home after he'd come of the drink for a while. Well, one Thursday he text my mum telling her he'd just been to the doctors and he had started the detox. I then text him and asked if he wanted me to pop down that Saturday night for a bit. I didn't need to ask him twice! The days seemed to drag as I was really looking forward to spending time with dad properly, every now and again daydreaming about what it would be like if I turned up whilst he was halfway through a shower, or having `alone time', and getting to see him in his full glory again. A boy can dream, eh? When Saturday night finally arrived, I got the bus into town and walked to his flat. I rang the buzzer 4 times (a code he'd decided on so he knew it was us; he didn't want to see his drinking buddies anymore) and waited. Nothing... I tried again and waited, this time he picked up the receiver thing. "Hello?" he said, slightly out of breath. My imagination went wild! "Dad, it's me. You okay?" I replied, curious. "What? Oh, yeah. I tripped over rushing to answer. I was just in the shower." WHAT?! Oh, God... Stay Composed... "Oh, I see..." That the best you can do?! "Just come up, come in and get comfy. I'll leave the front door unlocked." "Okay. Oh, wait! I really need the loo!" I added quickly. The toilet was in the same room as the shower, and in order for me to use it; I'd have to at least see him in a towel while he waited. "Right, come up then and you can use mine." He replied, simply. I opened the main entrance to the block of flats (well, I think it was supposed to be flats -- looked more like the inside of a rubbish skip!) and made my way up to his. I hadn't seen him in a month so prepared myself for the worst. I got to his front door and went in... and nearly fainted! He had left the bathroom door open and carried on with his shower. I glanced down at my crotch and prayed for it to behave. He had a glass door rather than a curtain, and I could see everything! Oh, how he'd changed! He'd obviously been working out as he now had the beginnings of a decent six-pack, admirable pecs and his biceps were a lot larger. He'd also had a haircut, short and clean (just the way I liked it). He was stood sideways on and as my gaze lowered to his soapy cock I held my breath. I turned away as quickly as I could so he couldn't see the growing bulge in my shorts. "Look a little different now, don't I?" he asked. "Just a bit!" I replied, a little shrilly. "I'm nearly done, so thought I may as well carry on. Don't mind, do you?" "Not at all! I mean... Nothing I haven't seen before so it's no problem." Just as I managed to finish my piss, fighting the growing boner and urge to jack-off right there, he stepped out of the shower and hugged me. Did he bother with a towel? Did he buggery! That was it, I was off! I felt my cock harden and rub against his leg. "Oh, son, I'm sorry! I never thought... But still, good to know I'm looking good again!" he laughed. This was the man I had missed. "Oh, fuck..." I mumbled, covering my crotch with his towel. "Don't worry, son, it's only natural." He said gently, patting me on the shoulder and getting another towel. I thought it best to make light of the situation. "So, when did you become such a D.I.L.F? Oh, god! N-not me personally..." I spluttered. He just laughed. "Petty your mother doesn't feel the same way." He said, sombrely. "You seeing anyone at the minute? I heard your last one didn't end well." "Nah... I've given up on men." I sighed. "That's a shame." He answered, stepping towards me and placing his hands on my shoulders. I just stared at him. What the hell?! He looks... Then he kissed me. Lightly, at first, but then pulled me closer and parted his lips, separating mine with his tongue. I was kissing my dad in a way I'd only dreamed would be possible! I melted into him and dropped the towel, running one hand through his hair and tracing his spine with the other. I kissed his neck and shoulder, pushing him against the wall. He inhaled sharply and held my head against himself as I lightly bit his flesh. My heart was racing, and I could feel his was too as I moved my lips across his smooth chest, taking a moment to tease his nipples with my tongue and teeth. I slowly knelt, tracing the contours of his defined stomach with the tip of my tongue, kissing him gently every now and then. I blew lightly into his belly-button as I loosened his towel and watched as it dropped to the floor, revealing his now erect dick. I gasped a little, and looked up into my father's eyes. "Go on, son. Don't stop there." He smiled. I ran my hands up his legs, and round to his firm ass as I licked his balls. I sucked on them softly as I slightly squeezed his ass-cheeks. I could hear him moaning quietly as I ran my tongue up his shaft and played with his head a little, tasting precum as I did. I'd always wanted this to happen, and now that it was I wasn't going to let it be over with any time soon. I gripped his dick gently as I took it into my mouth, running my tongue down the shaft. I sucked on his head lightly, whilst kneading his balls with my free hand. I'd always had a sensitive gag-reflex, so I preferred slow and sensual blowjobs concentrating on the head of the dick. My dad wasn't complaining... After a few minutes, he lifted my head and nodded towards the bedroom. I stood and followed instantly, watching his ass wiggle slightly as he walked in front of me. I'd always preferred to be the bottom during sex, but I'd give that a good fucking without a second thought! As we approached his bed he playfully pushed me onto it and bent over me, kissing me passionately as he worked down my shorts. I hadn't bothered with underwear with it being so warm out. He helped me remove my t-shirt and kissed my chest and stomach. I wasn't exactly fit, but I'd been exercising a bit this summer so I was a little toned. He soon got to my cock, and licked the precum from the tip. "This is my first time, so be patient." He said softly, smiling. He did to me what I'd done to him; sucking lightly on the head. It felt amazing! He then took me in as far as he could, and ran his tongue over my shaft. I arched my back, almost screaming with pleasure. "Dad... Fuck me." I panted. He stood and went to his bedside cabinet, taking out a condom and some lube. I nodded towards the condom and shook my head; I knew he was clean, and I preferred sex without. He dropped it and lubed himself up. He put what was left in his hand on my dick and then squirted out more to lather my hole with. He placed his cock against my asshole and asked if I was sure. I just wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me, gasping in pleasure. I was quite tight, but rarely felt any pain when entered. With my legs around his back, he bent and kissed me as he continuously pulled out of me slowly, not all the way, then slammed back into me quickly. I went wild, digging my nails into his back and kissing him more forcefully. He changed to a more steady pace and kissed my neck. I nibbled his earlobe and told him, between moans, that I wanted it harder. He did as told and I licked the rim of his ear and whispered that I liked it. "Oh, God! Dad... Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Oh, yes!" I cried, as I tossed myself off rapidly. He sped up, telling me he was close. I told him I wanted him to cum inside me. "Oh, fuck!" he moaned, "I'm gonna... I think I... Oh, God, son! Ye-Yes!" He yelled, as I felt his warm cum flooding my as, a little running out along my crack. I came a second after covering my chest and getting a little on my chin. He licked it up and kissed me so I could taste. He lay down next to me and held me. "Promise me you'll visit me every week." He said softly in my ear. "Just try and stop me." I replied, smiling.