Date: Fri, 26 Jun 2015 19:18:57 +0000 (UTC) From: Paul River Subject: Gay/Incest His Comforting Smell Part 3 This story is fictional and for adults only. Don't read it if you're underage, if m/m stories offend you, or if you're not interested in father/son relationships. Please donate to Nifty to keep this site running so all of us perverts can keep ourselves satisfied with our erotica. Hope you all enjoy part 3! Characters: Robby- 17 years old, Lacrosse player, senior in HS, Gay Kyle- 37 years old, Robby's Dad, amazing green eyes, 9"x6" cock, Greek God physique, Bisexual Carl- 37, Kyle's childhood best friend, left for New York City after HS, Gay Coach Langston- Robby's Lacrosse coach, has a son Jake who is gay and recently came out, 7.5" cock, Straight Jake- 19 years old, Ex-HS wrestler and football player, college wrestler, 6'3, 220 lbs. muscle, beautiful blue eyes, light brown hair, Gay ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- The past week has been a whirlwind of amazing changes. I now sleep with Dad in his bed, and I even have a drawer for some emergency underwear and shorts just in case we get any unexpected visitors. It feels amazing to feel my Dad's arms around me every morning, his scent the first thing I smell when I wake up. Every morning so far I've woken him up with a nice blowjob to start his day off right before he gives me a hard, quick fuck to keep me satisfied all through school. Seeing Dad happy again has been a great improvement since Mom died, especially since we were able to find Carl on Facebook. His face when I typed in Carl's full name showed first of hope, then a little disappointment when he wasn't one of the first ten people in the search results. Dad saw one that looked familiar to the guy he remembered 18 years ago, and realized it was actually him. We looked through his profile to see if there was anything we could see right away, and found that he did not have a relationship status up. It took Dad a day and a half before he sent a friend request and messaged Carl, but once he did they've been talking non-stop. Besides Dad reconnecting with Carl, I came out to my lacrosse coach after practice one day. Coach Langston was silent for a moment, then came up from his desk and pulled me into a hug that let me know he was fully supportive. I wasn't ready to come out to the whole team yet, let alone the whole school but I knew I needed some bits of support here at school once I decided to take that step. "I'm proud of you Robby for telling me, and for the courage you mustered to not only accept yourself for you who are, but to also tell someone. I have to ask you something personal though, if you don't mind." Coach says. I nod in agreement. "My son, Jake, you may remember him when he went here. Anyway, he recently came out to my wife and I to our total surprise." I remembered Jake all right; 6'3, 220 pounds of pure muscle, beautiful blue eyes and light brown hair. Jake was two years ahead of me in school and was on the wrestling and football teams. Coach waits for my reaction and I tell him, "Yeah I remember Jake. He was a great guy here, respected everyone on and off the field." Coach then asks me, "Robby, would you mind if he were to contact you to have another guy to talk about things with? I'm his dad and love him to death as my son, but I don't have any experience in that sort of area. It would help me know that my son has someone who understands what he's going through as part of his support system." I nod and let Coach know that I'd be willing to help Jake out. "Have him text me anytime." I tell Coach and hand him my phone number to pass on to Jake. --------------Jake's view----------------- I had just come back from a run when Dad drove up into the garage. "Hey son, have a good run?" "Yeah Dad, it helped me clear my head. Do you know what time Mom is coming home tonight?" "She's working the overnight shift at the hospital tonight. It'll just be you and me." He pauses before giving a quick look around and says, "Jake, can you help your old man out?" while grabbing his dick through his pants. I give him my best smile and nod, and we both rush into the house. Dad and I have been hooking up for about 6 months. I told him first that I was gay and he asked if I had ever done anything with a guy. I told him no and he asked if I was willing to practice with him. Having that opportunity just land in my lap, I quickly got to my knees and waited for him to give me some direction on how to service his cock. Ever since then I've sucked my dad off about 2-3 times a week when Mom wasn't home. I'm waiting in my bed with just my jockstrap on when Dad finally comes in wearing his jock, hard cock pointing up and ready. "You ready son?" He asks me and I nod my head ready to taste the cock that made me again. He walks up and slides his jock to the side, letting out the perfect 7.5" cut cock. I lick my lips in anticipation, then lick straight from the base to the tip, tasting the day's worth of sweat while looking up into Dad's eyes and seeing pure pleasure. The sweat is an aphrodisiac for me, reminding me of the perfect male form of jocks that need to be serviced. Once at the tip, I take the head and a few inches into my warm mouth and start the best part: giving my dad a blowjob, ones that he can't refuse no matter how many times he tries. Dad's hand grips the back of my head as he moans out, still in disbelief how much better a guy's mouth, his own son at that, can feel on his hard cock. His hand starts to apply pressure on my head, letting me know he wants more in my mouth. I swallow him to the root, that nice perfect cockhead leaking into the back of my throat. This is my favorite thing to do with my dad, just have him enjoy himself without any qualms while I get to practice my oral skills. Cupping his balls in my hand, I swallow his cock repeatedly getting Dad to moan out extra loud. "Fuck son, suck your dad's cock. Best mouth I've ever had." He moans out as he starts fucking my head against his crotch. "Oh son, I'm gonna cum soon. You ready to swallow this load boy?" I look up and nod my head as I suck his cock even faster, flicking his cockhead with my tongue every time it comes close. "Fuck son here it is. FFFFUUUUUCCCKKKKKK YEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!! UGH UGH UGH UGH UGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" 7 spurts of hot Dad cum shoot into my mouth, the feeling of all that cum in my mouth making me shoot my load into my jockstrap. Like a good son I swallow it all, while giving his cock a few last sucks to get every drop I can out of his cock. Dad tucks his cock back into his jock and lies back on my bed to catch his breath and ride out the post-cum euphoria he gets. I curl up next to him to enjoy it myself when he asks me, "Hey Jake, do you remember a lacrosse player named Robby?" I remember Robby, I crushed on him so hard while we were both in high school but didn't want to accept it then. "Yeah Dad, I think I remember him. Why what's up?" "He came out to me today after practice and we had a little chat. I told him that I was proud he made the decision to come out to someone he trusted, and gave him my full support. I also mentioned that you recently came out to your mom and I, and asked him if he would be interested in talking with you about things that I wouldn't be able to help you with. I love you son but I know there are some things that I won't be able to help you with since I don't have any experience in that field." Dad tells me. Robby is gay. I didn't hear much of Dad's rambling after that, since I was still focused on my crush also being gay. "It's ok Dad. I appreciate you looking out for me and am glad that you've been so great with this, especially helping me when it's just us around." "Let me go get the piece of paper he wrote his number on from my pants. Figured I'd be prepared incase you decided you were interested." Thank you dad! "Now let's get some dinner before I starve. Not everyone here had an appetizer." Dad winks and jokes as we both get up to shower and enjoy dinner. -------------Robby's view--------------- Later that evening, I received a text from Jake saying, "Hey Robby, it's Jake. I guess u know the reason y I texted. Are you free now to meet up somewhere and talk?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading my first official story here on Nifty. Hope you guys were able to shoot a load or two from the story ;). If you'd like me to continue this story, any thoughts on where I should take it, want to edit my stories or any other comments email me at paulriver926@yahoo.com.