Date: Mon, 3 Oct 2011 19:03:37 -0400
From: David Michelson <dmichelson1977@gmail.com>
Subject: Hunter/ Incest/ Chapter One

Hunter

By

Hunter Michelson

First off, let me introduce myself. I'm Jason Mathews, thirty-five and if I
must say so, I'm in pretty good shape for a guy over thirty. I work out
daily and my body shows the results of long hours of exercise and eating
right.

I'm six-three and go around one ninety-eight, give or take a pound or so. I
have chestnut brown hair and green eyes. My shoulders are broad, with a
torso that narrows down to slim hips and abs that most guys would die
for... an eight pack. Oh yes, my chest is covered with a nice layer of
chestnut brown hair that covers me right down to and surrounds a nine inch
cock with low hanging balls.

Well enough about me, what I really want to tell you about is my son,
Hunter. Now there is a specimen of boyhood all wrapped up in the perfect
package. He's sixteen, longish dirty blond hair with a slight curl to it, a
gift that he got from his mother, my ex, as well as his baby blues.

His body is nothing like mine, but more like that of a swimmer. Slender
build with well defined muscles, hard, round ass and muscular thighs and
calves that tease many girls and I if I might make a guess, some guys
also. Why am I so infatuated with Hunter you might ask, because the boy is
not only my son, but also my lover?

It wasn't always so, it started a few years ago when he was thirteen. My
divorce was brutal on all of us. His mother used my son as a weapon against
me, which eventually backfired on her. Anyways, I am getting ahead of
myself.

As I said, it all started when Hunter was thirteen and it was my weekend
for visitation. I had picked him up after school and we were both excited
to be together...

***

"I have been waiting all week for today to come dad," an excited Hunter
said as he climbed into the front seat of my Ford pickup.

"Not nearly as much as I have been to see you, kiddo," I told him, ruffling
his soft hair before launching the truck into drive. "How about we go
camping instead of hanging all weekend at the apartment," I asked.

"Really dad, just you and I, camping out at the lake," he asked, unable to
control his enthusiasm.

"That's right kiddo, my boss loaned me his cabin at the lake for the
weekend and I thought that we could have a better time there."

"Great dad, when do we leave?"

"Right now," I told him and he got a worried look on his face.

"I just have clothes that are more for hanging around your apartment, than
for camping dad."

"Not to worry, the cabin is secluded and seeing how we are both... men, how
about going naked for the weekend?"

"Like we use to do when we would go up to the nudist camp when you and mom
were... sorry dad, I didn't mean to bring mom up," Hunter said, lowering
his head as if ashamed that he may have ruined the moment by mentioning
her.

When Shirley, that's my ex's name, when her and I first married, we use to
frequent a nudist camp whenever the weather was nice. When Hunter came
along, he too was introduced into the nudist lifestyle. I eventually fell
away from it, when Shirley found another guy that she got involved
with. Although she used Hunter as much as she could to get what she wanted
from me, I always made sure that I showed her respect whenever Hunter was
around.

"Listen to me son, it doesn't matter that we couldn't make it, she's still
your mother and she's bound to be brought up in conversation sometimes. Now
lets not worry about her, we are going to have a great weekend
together. I've got some awesome steaks and we'll fish also for a meal."

As soon as I put the truck in park, Hunter was out of the truck and
stripping off his clothes. It was then that I took a closer look at the boy
that I had not seen naked in nearly four years. He was a budding Adonis
with muscles that were beginning to develop nicely.

"Come on dad get naked," Hunter said tossing his clothes unto the back seat
of the truck.

"Do you mind if we unload the truck first son," I asked.

"Sure dad, sorry, I was just too excited about going naked again. You know
that mom and Brad don't do this anymore," he informed me.

"Knowing Brad like I do, I am sure that he keeps your mom away from
temptation son," I said, remembering how it was Brad that ended my
marriage.

"Brad's ok dad, but he's nothing like you," Hunter said and my heart
swelled with pride for my boy.

Finally we had the truck unloaded and I was just finishing stripping, when
Hunter came into the house with a load of firewood. The days were warm,
bordering on hot, but the nights still had quite a chill to them. Well in
he comes with an armful of wood and he sees me standing there in all my
glory. His eyes slowly traveled over my body as if he'd never seen me naked
before.

"Wow dad, I totally forgot how hot your body is," Hunter said, causing me
to wonder about him seeing me as hot.

"Hot son, now why would you find your father hot?"

"Cuz you are hot, dad. None of my friend's dads have a body like you."

"And when did you get to see your friend's dad naked?"

"I didn't see them naked dad, but I have seen them in swimsuits and most
are getting a gut. Even Brad doesn't have a body like you, he's fit, but
not like you, all muscles in the right places," he said, running his
fingers over the valleys of my abs. "Fuck dad, will I eventually... oh my
God...I didn't mean to swear dad," he said turning red and looking down at
the floor.

I put one hand under his chin and pulled his head up to lock our eyes
together.

"Don't worry about it kiddo, we are men and men swear," I told him and gave
him a kiss to his brow.

Mistake...a big mistake, because his boyhood rose faster than the price of
gas, sticking straight up from his groin and soon began oozing precum. He
leaped into my arms and laid one, bad ass kiss on my lips. His arms were
wrapped around my neck as he pressed his body to mine and his tongue shot
its way into my stunned mouth as it hung open.

"I'm sorry dad, I didn't mean... oh fuck I did mean to do that dad. I have
wanted to do that for the longest time," he said and then kissed me again.

"Hunter... are you gay?" I asked when I finally got him to calm down.

"Yeah dad, but I have been so afraid to tell you," he said looking up at me
for approval or for rejection with those irresistible baby blue eyes. "Do
you hate me, dad?" he asked softly.

"How could I ever hate a boy like you, Hunter? You're my son and I am proud
to be your dad, whether you are gay or straight doesn't matter. If being
gay is what you are and want, then so be it son."

"Oh daddy," he cried out, using the term daddy, one that I had not heard
since he was seven.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and cried for what seem to be hours. I
just held him close and ran my fingers through those soft curls of his. I
was twisting a curl around my finger when I felt his fingers roaming
through my chest hair, stopping now and then to lightly pinch my nipple.

"Oh fuck... stop that Hunter, you have no idea what that does to me," I
warned, pushing him away hard, so hard that he nearly lost his footing.

I could see his tears welling up and I knew that he had felt rejected by
me. I quickly pulled him to me and kissed the top of his head as we clung
tightly to each other.

"I'm sorry to have pushed you away, Hunter, but my nipples are very
sensitive. Your mother use to play and tease them whenever she felt
romantic and wanted to turn me on," I told him, as he looked up at me,
again using those eyes as a weapon on me.

"I know dad, I heard her telling Brad how much doing that turned you on."

He no sooner said it, then his tongue came out and it began caressing my
right nipple. He would flick it ever so softly and fast and then lower his
mouth to it and nibble it, sending me into orbit. My cock shot up to its
full nine inches and I found myself holding his mouth to my chest.

"Yeah baby boy... you want to turn on your daddy, don't you," I heard
myself asking, shocked that I was letting this happen.

"Mmmhmm," he muttered as he caressed and nibbled away at my hard nubs as
his hand found, and began stroking my cock.

"Stop... this is all wrong son, fathers and sons don't do this," I told him
after I stepped away and turning my back to him.

He stepped up behind me and wrapped those warm arms around my waist and I
just lost it, I turned around abruptly and kissed him. I fucking kissed him
hard and long, thrusting my tongue deep into this sweet mouth. His arms
were still around my waist and my hands on his shoulders.

I don't know what came over me, but I firmly added pressure to his
shoulders, urging him down to his knees before me, my hard, leaking cock
but a breath away from his face.

"If you love me son, you'll walk away and forget that this ever happened,"
I whispered, working hard to keep control what values that I had left.

"Its because I love you that I want to do this," he whispered back, lowered
his head to my cock and engulfed it with his warm, wet mouth.

"Oh fuck... fuck... yeah kiddo, suck your daddy's cock," I howled, holding
his head in my hands and thrusting deeper into his mouth.

He wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock and sucked the rest as if
it were a lollipop. His full lips glided erotically up and down my cock so
slowly... so firmly wrapped that I just lost it... I shot my seed, filling
Hunter's mouth. He kept on sucking and swallowing my cum until my balls
were drained.

He stood up once my cock stopped feeding him and I dropped to my knees. I
engulfed his cock with my anxious mouth and with a fast, hard sucking
motion; I had him feeding me his sweet boy elixir. It was the best thing
that I had ever tasted.

My hands were gripping his slender hips as he thrust his cock deep down my
throat, spewing his boy cream until I had drank every drop that he had to
give me.

"Oh daddy," he cried once I stood up and lunged into my arms, our mouths
were joined together as we swapped our cum together.

He looked down at my still erect cock after we broke our kiss, he smiled as
he took me by the hand and led me down the hall to the bedroom that I had
chosen to use. He laid upon the bed and beckoned my to him with his arms
spread wide.

"No son, it was bad enough that I let us blow each other, but I cannot
allow this," I said, standing beside the bed and looking down into his tear
filled eyes.

"I want to feel you inside me daddy...please, it would prove how much you
really love me," he reasoned, his arms still outstretched to me and I
finally succumbed to his sensuous enticements.

I crawled between his legs and as he raised his legs, placing them on my
shoulders, he took my throbbing cock and led it to his boy pussy.

"Fuck me daddy... fuck your boy and show him how much you love him," he
whispered and I began pushing my cock into his sweet ass.

Inch by inch, my cock eased into his virgin pussy until I felt my balls
resting against his hard ass. He didn't say a word, but his eyes spoke of
the pain that he was feeling. I laid there for what seemed to be eternity
as I waited for his ass muscles to relax.

"I'm good to go, daddy," he whispered and began to roll around beneath me.

I had to think of his mother fucking Brad to keep from spewing my seed into
him; his ass was that sensuously enticing. Slowly I regained control over
my climax and began with a slow, short thrust, keeping my cock fully
impaled in my son, and keeping my climax in check.

Hunter knew that I was close, very close to cumming and he kept me dangling
on the edge. Soon I could not hold back and my thrusts became long and
deep. His hips rose to meet my thrusts and we soon had a rhythm to our
fucking.

I was in heaven, I had the world's hottest boy beneath me and I was fucking
him like there was no tomorrow. He met me thrust for thrust and then it
just happened. My cock swelled, my head fell back, and I held his eyes with
mine as I blew the most powerful climax that I ever had, deep into his
heat.

His cock erupted the same time my cock did, drenching our stomachs, chests
and everywhere in between with luscious boy cream. We continued thrusting,
fucking long after our cumming was done. His ass was now my new reason for
loving and I was in love with him.

"I love you Hunter, God how I am so in love with you," I whispered into his
ear as we rode out our sweet afterglow together.

"I love you daddy... I have always been in love with you," he whispered
back and then pulled my mouth to his in one bad ass heated kiss.

To be continued...

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Thanks guys. David