Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2021 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Charlie Chapter 14 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 16, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading this. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 14 "Come on, old man, hurry up!" Billy laughed as he ran down the boardwalk. He wanted to get in line for the beach side carnival. The kid in him was showing and he felt like he was 12 all over again. "I'll show you 'old man'," Rick said. He was in pretty good shape for a man his age, but he was in no shape to be competing against a teenager. Billy and Rick played some of the games and looked at the vending booths. Billy grabbed a homemade bracelet and whispered to his dad, "I bet this would make a nice cock ring." "For me maybe," Rick teased, eliciting a playful punch from his young lover. Billy wanted to hold Rick's hand so much, but he knew, even as father and son, it would get too much of the wrong attention. After all, how many 15-year-olds willingly held their parent's hands. Rick was the man of his dreams and had been for many years. Billy knew his dad felt the same about him, but they hadn't figured out how to be together without upsetting everyone in their lives. "I've got an idea," Rick said. "What's that?" Billy said. "Idea? Well, it's a thought or suggestion as to a possible course of action." "God, you're being such a dick," Billy laughed. Rick smiled, leaned in and whispered, "That's what happens when Sir denies me his sweet cock." Billy blushed and said, "Fine then, what's your thought or suggestion as to a possible course of action, or whatever?" Rick pointed up and Billy followed with his eyes. He grew rather pale. "No," he said flatly. "Oh yeah," Rick said, taking Billy by the hand. He led the protesting teen to a long line. Rick bought the tickets awkwardly. He was still holding Billy's hand, as he knew his son would bolt the second he let go. The ride came to a stop and Rick pulled Billy into their seat, glad they were both wearing shorts. Once they got going Billy managed to croak out, "I can't believe you dragged me on this thing." His voice broke as the ride lurched slowly backwards. "You'll love it; trust me," Rick said, sliding his hand on Billy's knee. Rick knew Billy hated heights, and the ride most certainly counted as high. The gondola-style ferris wheel was about 60 feet tall. It was a gorgeous day, so they had a great view of the surrounding area and ocean. Billy reached for Rick's hand, but the older man slapped it away. Billy looked hurt at Rick, as panic started to set it. "Trust me," Rick said, patiently to his boy. Billy could only nod. The ferris wheel pulled them backwards towards the crest. Periodically, it would stop to let people on and off, which only further tortured Billy. Then he felt something move up his shorts. He looked down and saw Rick's hand sliding towards his groin. "You're kidding me?" He said. "Nope," Rick replied with an impish grin. Rick moved his hand a little higher, moved aside Billy's underwear, and found the boy's cut cock. Billy hummed his pleasure, as his dick got excited. He closed his eyes and focused on the rough texture of Rick's fingers as they caressed, rolled and stroked his hardening cock. Rick was thrilled that Billy could still produce copious amounts of pre-cum. The natural lubricant made things a lot easier once Billy was fully erect. The wheel moved once more. Rick made sure that none of the other passengers could see them on the way up. He knew the way the gondolas were placed, some might have a chance at seeing them, but that was also half the thrill. Billy's breath picked up as they reached the peak and came to a stop. Rick pulled Billy's shorts back and completely exposed his love's full glory. It glistened in the afternoon sun and looked amazing. The glow on his son's face made the whole trip worth it. Rick gripped Billy's cock and began stroking it quickly. "You're going to make me cum if you keep that up," Billy warned. "I know," Rick said, picking up his pace. Billy finally opened his eyes and looked at his father. "What if we get caught?" "What about it?" Rick asked, gaining more speed. "If someone gets on after us, they could cum on them!" "I guess you'll have to aim better." "Shit!" Billy said, as Rick lowered his mouth over his son's leaking head. His heart pounded and he was feeling lightheaded, and not just from the height. The ferris wheel started to move once more, and they began their descent. Rick said, "Now or never." He switched hands awkwardly and slipped a slick finger in his son's tight hole. Rick's mouth bobbed up and down, while his finger slid in and out of Billy's ass. "Fuck!" Billy said, as he began to lose his load. Rope after rope after rope of jizz shot from his reddened cock-head. Rick gulped and swallowed the full load then licked his hands clean, while Billy fixed himself and his clothing. "That was fucking scary and amazing!" Billy said, once they walked away from the crowd. "I thought you might like it," Rick said. Billy thought he got an odd look from two women as he and Rick passed by, but neither said anything. From the carnival, the pair went to get an early dinner. They found a little pizza dive near the hotel. It was all homemade with fresh toppings and was the best pie they'd ever had. Billy thought that maybe his huge orgasm made everything taste better. Father and son engaged in idle chit-chat, while eating. Eventually, the topic of Brenda came up. Rick had been debating whether or not to even mention it, but figured if any of his children would listen, it would be Billy. "So," Rick started, "when Brenda and I were in Chicago, she brought up the idea of moving in with us." Billy nearly choked on his soda. "What?!" He said, as he cleaned the sticky liquid off himself. "Why?" Rick had hoped his son's reaction would've been better, but he admitted it could've been so much worse. He said, "She wants to be closer to me, help out around the house and with you guys...especially Charlie." "Was she high?" Billy said, incredulously. "I get this was before her bullshit at the store, but Charlie has never liked her nor has he hidden it from anyone! What would make her think it would even work?" "There's more," Rick said, regretting the conversation. "She wants to have children, as well." Billy never thought of himself as a flamboyant, melodramatic homosexual, but in that moment his inner queen shined, and she was a real cunt. "Ugh," Billy said. "Children?! Really?! Ugh! Not in this fucking world! That bitch doesn't get to have your kid. I swear to all that his holy...if she even thinks of getting knocked up, I will snatch that bitch by the--" "Enough," Rick demanded. "I get it. I don't want to have another child, either, and that's what I told her. She seems to be determined to at least move in, but after what happened with Charlie, I don't think it'll happen." "Wait a minute," Billy said. "You want her to move in, don't you?" "I've been thinking about it, yeah. The whole point of Brenda meeting Charlie and I was to get Charlie see that she isn't as horrible as he thinks she is." "I guess that blew up in your face, didn't it." Rick wanted to be mad at Billy's attitude, but knew he was right, which only annoyed him further. "Yeah, it did. I just don't know what to do. She's a different person when it's just the two of us, and Charlie seems to bring out the worst in her." "I hate to point out the obvious," Billy said, taking another slice of pizza, "but Ry and I will be gone in about three years. You'll still have Charlie for another eight. It isn't fair to him, and after the shit she pulled the other week...you know Ry and I are on his side, right? In fact, you're probably the only one on her side." "How did you become so wise?" Rick said, snidely. "I get it from Mom," Billy joked. "And it helps that my dad is also a computer genius/lawyer." "Ha ha," Rick said, sarcastically, noting that he was specifically left out of the equation. "Anyway," Rick continued, "I definitely don't want anymore kids, and I'm hoping she gets that. Hell, I'm not even sure I can have more kids. It took your mom and I five years of trying to have Charlie, and we were never able to after him. Clearly, your mom and Will had you pretty quickly, so I'm guessing I'm the problem." "Might be worth getting fixed," Billy said. "I'm not a dog," Rick said. "That's funny, because I bet I can make you beg and howl," Billy said winking. Rick blushed and decided for a change of subject. "Fine, how are things with you and Justin?" "Good," Billy said, accepting the turning of the tables. "They'd be better if Charlie wasn't always our third wheel." "This again," Rick said, eating more of his pizza. "I thought we already talked about this." "Well, things haven't changed, have they? Now, Justin's checking in on him and everything. I mean, Charlie told Justin about Brenda before me or Ry. We actually had to hear it from Justin." "Sounds like they're getting pretty close," Rick conceded. "It feels like I'm the third wheel sometimes. I know it's stupid to feel jealous of your 10-year-old brother, but it's pretty hard not to when your boyfriend makes more time for him and than you." "I get that," Rick said. "Charlie will always be your brother, and there's nothing you can do about it. Even if you date someone else, odds are, Charlie still might want to tag along. You two usually seem like you're at each other's throats, but I know you love each other. I saw that after his accident. As much as you like to pretend you don't care, I know the truth." 'I know," Billy said, starting to tear up. "I do love the brat, but I also love my boyfriend. All I want is some time alone with Justin without Charlie always being there. Is that really too much to ask?" "I guess not," Rick said. "Are things really that serious between you and Justin?" "I mean, he hasn't asked to move in and be knocked up if that's what you mean?" "I hope not. I'm not ready to be a grandfather. But seriously, how serious are things between you two?" "I love him," Billy said, then whispered, "but I'm still madly in love with you. Given the chance, I'd dump him for you in an instant." "I feel the same way about Brenda," Rick whispered in return. They sat in a deep, longing silence for a while. Rick then said, "How about we go back to the room and finish what we started?" "I think I'm up for round three," Billy said, smiling. Billy took the room's key card from Rick's pocket before he was finished parking. He ran up the stairs and was completely naked before Rick got through the door. "Strip," Billy commanded. "Yes, Sir," Rick replied, closing the door and kicking off his shoes. He removed the rest of his clothes and opened one of the bags. Inside were all kinds of toys: Lubes, dildos, rope, ball gags, candles, hoods, crops and whips, among other items. He put a cock ring on and grabbed a ball gag. He then presented himself to his Master and knelt down waiting for his next command. "Lick my feet," His Dom commanded. The sub crawled forward. He kissed each of his Dom's toes then began licking and sucking on each one individually. His Dom's feet were clean, as he had been wearing shoes and not sandals. He knew Billy had good hygiene and didn't like smelly feet. The sub then licked the tops of each foot to the ankle. Next, he gently lifted each foot and thoroughly licked the soles, careful not to tickle his Dom, who would punish him severely. Once the sub was done, the Dom said, "Present yourself." The sub sat on his heels, with his hands resting on his knees. He looked deep into the beautiful, blue eyes of his Dom, wanting nothing more than to please and love him. The Dom looked down at his sub. The memories of the ferris wheel were still fresh in his mind. His rock-hard cock drooled remembering how much control his dad had. He realized at that moment that he wasn't wanting to play his part any further. Billy got on his knees before his father. He looked the man of his dreams in the eye and said, "Daddy," his safe word, "can I be your good boy?" Recognizing the act of submission in his son's voice and words, Rick's posture and tone changed. He pulled his son to him and said, "You've never stopped being my good boy, Baby." He cupped Billy's face with his hands and kissed his boy, expressing the love and admiration he'd been holding in all those long, long months. Rick stood, picked Billy up and carried him to the bed. He set Billy down and climbed on top of him. They continued to kiss. Billy wrapped his arms around Rick's body, pulling him down on top of him. The sensations of Rick's chest hair rubbing against him, especially his nipples, brought him comfort and arousal. Even though he was 15, at that moment, Billy was the preteen he had been the last time they were in that bed. Rick kissed Billy's cheek, neck, chest, and stomach before wrapping his lips around the boy's leaking head for the second time that day. Billy tensed as he gripped the bedding. Billy still had a slight, lingering, musty odor from when he came earlier. Rick loved that smell. He went all the way down on his son's cock and buried his nose in the trimmed hair. He noted how much bigger Billy's dick was than it had been during their first time together. Rick knew it was just above average, having had to assure his son that he didn't have a small dick. Even so, he found it challenging to bottom out on Billy's penis while trying not to drown on the sheer volume of pre-cum his son produced. For his part, Billy ran his fingers through his dad's hair, resisting the urge to take hold and face fuck his father. He had relinquished control of their play, and he needed to respect it. As much as he liked being his father's Dom, he loved being his daddy's little boy even more. Rick pulled his mouth off Billy's cock. Drool and pre-ejaculate fell from his mouth. Rick used it to jack his son off, causing Billy to squirm and writhe. He was very sensitive still, and Rick often used it to his advantage. He grabbed Billy by the ankles and pinned the boy's legs back. He took his slick hand and rubbed it around his boy's pink hole. Rick slipped one, then two and finally three fingers into his son. "Ready, Baby?" He asked. "Ready, Daddy," Billy said. Rick aligned his own, dripping cock up to the glistening entrance. He moved his foreskin back and forth to get it lubed and ready. Once fully prepared, he slowly guided it inside. Billy was warm and inviting. Rick could feel both of their pulses. When he bottomed out, he let Billy rest his legs against him. Rick held his son's ankles, which were by his face, as he gently pumped and thrusted in his baby boy. Billy took hold of his own cock and began to jerk off in time with his father's fucking. Rick let one leg go and took hold of Billy's cock. Hands free, Billy did the best he could to rub and touch his dad as much as he could. The bed frame started to smack against the wall. Neither wanted to stop, so Billy did the best he could to jam a pillow behind the headboard. "Oh!" Billy said, a little shocked. "There, Daddy. Touch me there again!" Rick had hit Billy's prostate, and the boy almost lost his load instantly. "Okay, Baby. Daddy loves you," Rick said, making sure to get Billy's sweet spot with every movement. "I love you, too, Daddy," Billy whimpered. He began to pant and hum his pleasure. Rick increased his pace. He leaned down and kissed his son, trying to reduce the noise coming out of the young man. Billy pulled away and said, "Daddy, I'm going to cum." "Hold on, Baby. Not yet." "Daddy, please! I can't hold it!" Rick pulled out quickly, got around Billy's legs and sat on his son's quivering member. Rick managed to get Billy's cock inside just in time, as the boy lost his load for a second time that day. Undeterred, Rick kept riding Billy's cock. The boy protested, due to how sensitive his head was, but Rick kept going, assuring his love that he was doing great. Billy shifted his hips, and accidentally, nailed Rick's prostate. "FUCK!" Rick blurted, and shot his load all over Billy's face and chest. Rick climbed off of his son and grabbed some towels. Billy had swallowed a good portion of his father's cum before Rick came back into the room. He admired his son's body as he helped clean the boy. They got under the sheets, and Rick pulled his young lover into his arms. "I wish we could stay here forever," Billy said, a hint of sadness in his voice. "I know, Baby," Rick said with the same level of regret. "We've got at least eight years before that can even be a reality." "I know. And now, we've got relationships, which complicate things." "Brenda doesn't even come close to you," Rick said, kissing Billy on the forehead. "And Charlie can have Justin if it means I can have you." Billy leaned his head and kissed Rick on the lips. Father and son fell asleep shortly after wishing things could be different. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 15***