Date: Sun, 28 Jun 2020 14:58:39 -0700 From: Spike Meyers Subject: I Love My Dad. 1 of 2, Gay/Incest Preamble Author: Spike Meyers Date: 06/15/2020 E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com Donate: Please consider donating to this website. Without your donations, Nifty may not be able to keep this site up and running for your reading pleasure. Whatever you can afford will be appreciated. Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between a minor(s) and an adult males(s), and sexual fetish. If you are offended by such material, do not read this work of fiction. The character(s) in this work are not based on any known person(s). I Love My Dad Rarely did dad ever miss one of my soccer games unless he was tied up at work. If at all possible, dad would bring Brian, my little brother; he's 9 years old. Dad and Brian would even attend my soccer practices as much as possible. Dad had his own construction business and was relatively successful. Mom was some kind of nursing supervisor and worked second shift at the hospital. Dad was laid back. He didn't let anything bother him. He just kind of rolled with the punches. Mom on the other hand, was just the opposite. She was much more uptight and was easily annoyed. With some frequency, mom would drop me and Brian off at soccer practice before going to work; dad would join us there right after leaving work. One day while mom was dropping us off at practice, she says, "Cody, I'll be so glad when you are old enough to drive yourself to practice" and she let out a very long, exasperated sigh. "I'll be 16 next year mom; then I can drive myself." I opened the car door and stepped out, closing the door behind me. I opened the back door of the car and leaned into the back seat, "Let's go buddy" I said as I extended my hand to Brian. As Brian and I started walking to the locker room so I could change, his hand still in mine, Brian said, "Cody, doesn't mom want to drive us to practice anymore?" I stopped walking and I looked down at him. The concern in his face made my heart hurt. I squatted down to look him in the eyes and gently pulled him in closer to me. I wrapped by arm around his little waist to comfort him. "Mom is just really, really tired today Bry. She did not mean it like it came out. Don't worry, mom is still going to take us to practice. I promise." He gave me a big, beautiful smile, wrapped his arms around my neck, and gave me a big hug. I squeezed him tight for several seconds. "Are you ready to go little man?" I asked. I could feel him nodding his head yes, his arms still wrapped around my neck. "Let's go then" I said and patted him on the butt. All of the guys on the team knew Brian; and he them. He was just a part of the team. I still had a hold of Brian's hand when we walked into the locker room. As we came around the corner, approaching a bank of lockers, Brian squeezes by hand and points, "there's Jeff and Adam" he exclaims, excitement in his voice. They both turn around, recognizing someone calling their names. Adam is naked as a jay bird, his beautiful, soft, long cock swinging ever so slightly as he turned. Jeff is in nothing buy a jock strap. Both are such a wonderous sight to behold. They are both so freaking beautiful. I never tire of looking at them, nor lusting after them. Adam squats down, his cock almost touching the floor, and extends his arms to give Brian a big hug. Brian is very fond of Adam. They throw their arms around one another and Adam picks Brian up and gives him a big bear hug swinging him from left to right. Brian's legs are flapping about and his foot bangs into the locker making a loud noise. Adam sets him back down on the floor and releases him. "How are you little buddy?" Adam asks. "I'm chillin!" Brian responds and gives Adam a fist bump. In a short period of time the entire soccer team is now in the locker room in various forms of undress, including myself. I am in heaven. All these hot guys with their beautiful, muscular legs and firm, round asses milling about naked and completely oblivious to the fact that I have been admiring their beauty and lusting after them from day one. Brian is completely comfortable around all these naked guys and vice versa. I have been on the team for two years now so this is old hat for him. He has been interacting with the guys since he was 7 years old. As time approaches for practice to start, the guys start to get dressed. Terry, one of my teammates, says to Brian "Ok little man. Are you ready to take it to the field?" and gives Brian a fist bump. Terry places his hand on top of Brian's head and proceeds to make their way to the locker room door. I follow behind them, admiring Terry's bubble butt as he walks. Brian always takes a seat on the player's bench until dad arrives. Dad always comes down to the field and gets Brian and they watch practice from the sidelines. After practice, I walk over to the sidelines where dad and Brian are. "Good practice son" dad says. When you boys are done showering, meet me at the truck. I want to say hello to coach. We'll stop and get a pizza for dinner on the way home. How does that sound?" I placed my hand on Brian's head; "that sounds perfect dad. Let's go Bry." As Brian and I walked back into the locker room, half of the team were already undressed or getting undressed. Brian and I approached my locker and started to disrobe. Brian being an unofficial member of the team, always showered with us after practice. It was just something we always did. He was so comfortable being naked with the guys. He would even run around the locker room naked, trying to swat the guys asses with the towel. There wasn't a single guy on the team that objected to Brian. We all showered together and got dressed. The guys would always make a point to say goodbye to Brian before they left to go home or wherever they were going. We met dad at the truck and off we went. We stopped by Tony's to pick up the pizza on the way home. As we entered the house, dad was carrying the pizza. "You two go up and drop off your gear. I need to call your mom and check in with her. It won't take long. I'll put the pizza in the oven to stay warm." "Last one up the stairs is a rotten egg" Brian laughs as he runs for the stairs. I closed the front door and ran after him. He won of course. As I made it to the top of the stairs, I see Brian run into my room and throw himself on the bed. He is kneeling on his knees in the center of the bed kind of bouncing up and down on the bed. "I won! I won! he exclaims as he makes a funny face at me. "Hey, you cheated" I said, as I threw my gym bag on the bed and kicked my shoes off. "You didn't give me any warning" I chided him. "Unt-Ahh! I won fair and square" he protests. "OK" I said. "You win. What do I owe you for winning? I asked as I started to remove my jeans. He gave me a pensive look for a few seconds and then said, "I'll have to get back to you on that." "You do that little man. Let me know what you decide." I removed my pants and tossed them on the back of the desk chair. I walked to the closet, removed my underwear, and deposited them into the hamper, and then my socks. I closed the closet door, turned, and walked back to the bed. Brian still on his knees in the center of my bed. "Have you decided yet little man?" I asked. "No. Not yet, but I'll let you know when I do." "Good enough" I said. I walked over to my dresser and selected a pair of shorts; my favorites. They used to be sweat pants. I cut the legs off to make shorts; they were super comfy. "Let's go get some pizza Bry" I said. I extended my hand to Brian. He grabbed my hand and I started to pull him off the bed and he began to giggle. Suddenly, dad pops his head in and says "You boys ready for pizza?" Brian let go of my hand and lept off the bed. He runs past dad and I hear him thumping down the stairs. I looked over at my dad. He had changed clothes too. He had on a pair of burgundy, nylon shorts and a white, sleeveless t-shirt. I could see he was not wearing underwear. My cock twitched in my shorts. I had the hots so bad for my dad. He was just standing there in the doorway. His arms were raised above his head as he gripped the top of the door frame; his shirt pulled up exposing the silky, black, hairs sparsely covering his taught belly. His pits were to die for. I longed to walk over and bury my face in those long, silky pit hairs. He has strong, defined biceps from his work. Those long, tan, beautiful legs, slightly crossed, pushing his basket out. I had jerked off so many times fantasizing about him. I just stood there staring at him, totally mesmerized. "Cody! Cody! Earth to Cody! His voice snapped me back to reality. "Sorry dad. I was thinking about something." "I can see that son" he says as he is pointing down at my crotch with a big smile on his face. "They must have been really good thoughts you were having." I looked down and I had the start of a boner in my pants. I grabbed my hardening cock and pressed down on it. "They were really good thoughts dad" I smiled. Dad and I were pretty open with each other and Brian too. We were very comfortable being naked together. "Care to share those thoughts with your old man" he asks as he steps towards me. "Maybe one day dad" I said. "Right now, I think I want pizza." He reached down and patted me on the ass and then wrapped his arm around my shoulder pulling me into him. I got a small whiff of his manly scent and my cock twitched. I rested my head on his firm chest inhaling deeply. "Let's go get some pizza before your brother leaves us with nothing to eat" he says. I started down the stairs first; dad right behind me. I let go of by dick and let it bob around as I descended the stairs. Dad kept his hand on my shoulder until we reached the bottom of the stairs. Brian had already set the pizza on the dining room table. "What took you guys so long?" he complained. "Sorry buddy; we are here now. Let's eat pizza!" dad yells with excitement. Brian let out a "Yeah! Let's eat pizza!" elongating the "A". Dad walked over to the fridge to get us some sodas. I watched his firm, bubble butt sway back and forth to his steps. My cock twitched again. After Brian finished his third piece of pizza, "I have to pee" he says. He pushes back from the table and up the stairs he goes. Now it's just dad and I at the table. Dad pushes his chair back from the table, leans back and locks his hands behind his head, displaying those sexy pits of his. I want to lick them so bad. Damn he is so hot! Dad looks at me and says, "You know son, you can tell me anything. You will get no judgement from me. You are my son. I love you and Brian more than anything in this world. You can always come to me; no matter what. I want both you and Brian to always feel free and safe to come to me with anything. It doesn't matter what it is. You can always come to me." "Thanks Dad" I said. I appreciate that. "Is there anything you want to talk about son?" he asks. "Well, there is one thing dad, but I'm afraid that you are going to be pissed at me if I tell you. I have wanted to tell you for a long time. I just don't know how and it really scares me. You're going to hate me if I tell you." Dad sat up in his chair, reached across the table and wrapped his hands around mine, and gently squeezed. My hands were clutched tightly together into a fist. "Look at me son. There is absolutely nothing in this world that you could tell me that would make me hate you. Absolutely nothing. I don't want you to be afraid. I want you to be honest with me. I am always honest with you." Feeling a sense of relief at hearing his words, I started to respond and dad's cell phone rang. He looked over at it and said, "It's just your mom. I will call her back later. She's probably on a break." I looked up at him and said, "That's OK dad. Take the call. I have to pee really bad anyway." "Are you sure son?" he asked. "I can call her later. This is what is more important to me right now." I nodded my head. "We can talk when I get back from the bathroom" I said. With that, dad released my hands, nodded his head OK and slowly reached for his phone. "Dad!" I said urgently, "please don't say anything to mom." "Don't worry son" he said, "this is between you and me." Feeling reassured, I slid my chair back, stood up, and made my way to the stairs. As I slowly climbed the stairs, my heart beating rapidly, I thought to myself. Where's Brian? He's been gone for a long time. As I reached the top of the stairs, I thought that I heard moaning. I stopped moving and listened more intently. There it is again. That was definitely a moan. "What the heck is that? It's sounds as if it's coming from my room. I slowly walked over to my bedroom door. I looked in, and I see Brian standing at the end of my bed in his underwear. My gym bag is wide open and he has his face buried in my sweaty jock from soccer practice; and he is sporting a raging hardon. I can't believe it. My little brother, a horn-dog just like me. I stood there for a little while watching him inhale my jock strap. He was so focused in my jock he did not see me standing there watching him. My dick twitched and started to get hard. I don't want to embarrass him so I slowly stepped backwards. I went back to the top of the stairs. How do I handle this? I'm not going to say a word to dad. I am going to keep this to myself. It was totally fine with me. I got a charge out of seeing him all horned up smelling my jock. I decided to call out to him as if I was only just arriving at the top of the stairs. "Hey little brother" I said loudly, "where are you little man?" I waited for a response. While I was waiting, I could hear a little flurry of activity going on in my room. I slowly walked back over to my room and casually entered. "Brian?", I called. "Are you here little man?" I asked. "Yeah?" I hear him say as he is walking out of my bathroom in his tighty-whities, being ever so casual. This kid is good I say to myself. Not even a hint of fear from almost being caught sniffing my jock. "You have been gone for a while buddy. What have you been doing up here?" I asked. "Just chillin" he says with a shrug of his shoulders. "Hey Cody. Can I sleep in here with you tonight?" he asks. I looked at him, then over to my gym bag with my jock strap slightly hanging out of the bag. "Sure buddy; if you want. That's ok with me" I said. He ran across the room and jumped back on the bed; still sporting a little bit of a hardon. "Do you want to come back downstairs with dad and I?" I asked him. "No", he says. "I just want to stay here if that's ok?" "Sure pal. No problem. You can stay here if you want" I told him. "I have to pee and then I am going back downstairs to talk with dad ok?" He looks at me and says, "But then you are coming back right? After you talk to dad?" "Yep" I said. "I will come right back here." He was visibly relieved and propped himself up against the pillows. I thought to myself, where else could he have thought that I would go? I don't know what he was thinking? Brian followed me into the bedroom. I didn't think anything of it; we pee together all the time. I dropped my shorts to my thighs, aimed and let the stream go. Brian is just standing there watching me pee. My dick started to swell up in my hand and I thought to myself, what is with him? He's just staring at my dick. It's not like he hasn't see it before about 1,000 times. I headed back down the stairs after exiting the bathroom; Brian back on my bed. I just instinctively knew that Brian was going to bury his face in my jock again after I left the little horn-dog. A smile came to my face and my dick gave a little twitch. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I made my way back to the kitchen where I left dad. I did not see him there and so I went into the living room. He was seated in the love seat, both feet up on the ottoman, and a cocktail on a coaster sitting on the side table. He looked over at me as I entered the room. "That was a really long pee son" he said with a smile. I was talking with Brian I said as I down next to him on the love seat. "Is everything OK with Brian?" he asked. "Oh yeah. Everything is fine with Brian. He just wants to sleep with me tonight. I told him he could. He's in my room now" I said. "Your brother idolizes you Cody. He loves you so much; you are his hero you know" dad says. "I know dad. I love Bry so much. I'd do anything for him." Dad puts his arm around my shoulder and draws me into his body. "I love you boys; both of you. I don't know what I would do without you guys. My life would be over." I reached up and grabbed my dad's shoulder giving him a hug; my face resting on his chest. As my dad is holding me tight against his body, he asks, "Are you ready to resume our talk son?" I took a deep breath, breathing in my dad's scent, my cock twitching, and said, "Yes dad. I think so, but I'm still scared to tell you." He squeezed me tighter and whispered, "Don't be scared son. Daddy will always be here for you." When he said that, I just blurted out, "I'm gay dad" and waited for the onslaught. Dad reached up and placed his hand on the back of my head and said, "I know son. I know. Is that what you were so scared to tell me?" I was shocked. I released myself from his grip, looked him in the eye and said with amazement, "You Know? You're not mad?" He smiled at me and shook his head. "No son, I am not mad. Why on earth would I be mad? And yes, I have known for a while now." "But how dad? How did you know? I asked. "Son, I just put two and two together. I see the way you look at the other boys on the team. You never talk about girls and you have never been on a date with a girl to my knowledge. It is obvious to me. I don't care if you're gay; I just want you to be happy." I was totally shocked. "Does mom know" I asked. "I have not said anything to your mother. If she knows son, she has figured it out on her own. I certainly have not said anything to her. But, to answer your question, I don't know if your mom knows." My dad reached over and wrapped his arms around me and said, "I am so glad that you told me son. It makes me so happy that you finally told me. You do not have to keep secrets with me. You can tell me anything." As my face was buried in my dad's neck, I asked, "Dad, why didn't you tell me that you knew? I'm confused." "I never wanted to put you on the spot son. I did not want you to think that I was accusing you of anything or give you the idea or feeling that I disapproved of you in any way. I had to wait until you were ready to tell me. As your dad, I was secretly hoping that you would tell me first as opposed to your mom. Do you understand son? I nodded my head and said, "I understand dad. I am so relieved that I told you, and that you're not pissed." "OK he says to me, now, I have something that I want to tell you. You are old enough to understand." I immediately sat up, looked him in the eyes, and gave him my undivided attention. "What is it dad? I asked. "I'm bisexual son. I want you to know that." I could not believe my ears. I almost fell off the end of the loveseat. I shockingly asked him, "Really dad? You're bi?" "Yes. I am bi son. When I was in high school and throughout my college years, I dated men as well as women. In college, I fell head-over-heals in love with a student in my psychology class. His name was Alejandro. Alex and I dated for almost two years. I loved him very much; we had a lot of fun together, both in and out of bed. Unfortunately, his dad got sick and he had to leave school to take care of him. His mother was already gone. That ended our relationship. We kept in touch for a while after he had to leave school. Over the years, we just lost touch with each other. I still think of him sometimes. He was my first love. You never forget your first love son." "Wow dad! That's awesome. Does mom know about Alex? I asked. "Sure, your mom knows. I told her." "She's ok with that? I mean, knowing you were in love with a man? I asked. "Your mom is a bit more liberal and understanding than you might think son. She was ok with it?" "How long has it been dad since you dated a man?" "It's been a long time son. I have not dated or been involved with a man since I married your mother." "Have you ever been tempted dad? I mean, since you and mom have been married?" I asked. My dad looked at me and said, "Son, there is always going to be temptation in life. That's just the way it is. So yes. I have been tempted but I have not acted on it since I married your mom. At this stage in my life, I find that I am physically attracted to younger guys now, however, not exclusively. It really depends on the guy or the man." "How about you son? What kind of guys do you like? I know you are attracted to the guys on the team. I already know that. It's perfectly logical. "Yeah, I do like some of them. I especially like Jeff and Adam. They are so sexy I just want to eat them up. Man, this is so weird. I can't believe that I am sitting here with my dad and I'm telling him that I want to have sex with my team mates. I never, in a million years, thought that this could possibly happen. I love this dad; it's so cool to talk with you about this stuff." "Do you like older guys too? Dad asks. "I do dad, sometimes. Like you said, it depends on the guy I guess." "Give me an example son. What older guy would you like to have sex with? First, let me ask you, have you had sex yet? "Not really dad" I said. "What does not really mean son? Have you, or haven't you?" "Dad, do you remember when I was about 13, we went to that soccer convention in Las Vegas?" He says, "Sure, I remember that. You made a friend there." "Right. Josh was his name. Once, Josh and I went to the bathroom and jerked off together. We were the same age, but Josh couldn't shoot yet." "That's normal son. A lot of boys do that at the age. I mean really having sex with a guy. Kissing, sucking his dick, anal sex, the works. That's what I mean son? "Then no" I said. I jerk off a lot though. I get so horny I just have to jerk off. "That's normal too son. I would be very surprised if you were not jerking off every day at your age. Christ, I started jerking off when I was nine years old. I was Brian's age when I started jerking." When he said that, I immediately thought of Brian smelling my jock and getting a boner. "So, when you are jerking off by yourself, what are you thinking about or who are you thinking about when you jerk off?" my dad asks me. I looked down at the floor, "Dad I'm too embarrassed to tell you who I think about when I jerk off. It's almost always the same person though." My dad grabs me and gives me a hug. I inhale deeply taking in his scent and feel my cock twitch. "You don't have to be embarrassed son. You can tell me anything. I'm not going to judge you," I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tight. "You dad. I jerk off thinking about you. It's always you." Dad took in a deep breath and held it for a few seconds. I thought he was going to throw me to the floor in disgust. Instead, he sighed as he exhaled and released his grip on me. He took my face in his hands and said, "Oh son, that makes me so happy to hear that" and kissed me gently on the lips. He took my breath away. I was so completely and utterly surprised. I looked at him and whispered, "I want to have sex with you dad; it makes me so hard when I think about it. I kissed him back and inserted my tongue in his mouth. He pulled me into him and kissed me passionately as he explored my mouth with his tongue. He stopped suddenly, releasing his grip on my tongue. He sat back in the loveseat. "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this son? He asked. I straddled his lap so we were again, face to face. I took his hand and placed it on my hard cock. "I'm very sure dad. I have wanted this for a long time." I grabbed his stubbled face and started to kiss him passionately. He let out a moan that I have never heard before. I felt his cock start to twitch under my ass. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into him as he kissed me. It felt so wonderful. I loved it. I leaned back and looked him in the eyes. I could see the desire in him. I felt empowered. I started to lift his shirt up to expose his taught abs. He sat forward a little and raised his arms up as I lifted his shirt. It slid over his head easily and I tossed it on the loveseat beside us. I buried my face in his armpit. I licked is pit with gusto and ran my tongue over his pecs tasting his skin. It was intoxicating. He reached up and placed one hand behind my head as I tongued his chest. He pulled my mouth off his chest and reached down to lift my shirt. I raised my arms into the air as he did moments before and it slid over my head with ease. He looked at me with such desire and ran his hands across my chest and down my torso. I reveled in his touch. My dick was throbbing and leaking like a sieve. He leaned forward and ran his tongue over my nipple. Shivers went through my body. I felt this kind of electric shock that went straight to my throbbing cock. He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me into him and kissed me so deeply I thought my cock was just going to explode. "Stand up son" he said. "Stand up and let your old man take a good, hard look at you." I stood before him, my erection tenting my shorts. He ran his hands down my body. "You are so beautiful son. You have such a gorgeous body. I want to lick you all over. I want to taste every inch of you." He grabbed my shorts and started to lower them very slowly. When my pubes came into view, he stopped and pressed his face in my pubes and inhaled deeply. I grabbed him by the back of the head and pressed my crotch in his face. I thought I was going to shoot right there. He withdrew his face from my crotch and kissed me on the belly. He continued to lower my shorts, carefully exposing my raging boner. I was leaking like crazy. My shorts fell to the floor. I stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. I was standing before my dad, buck naked, my boner just inches from his face. My dad looked at my hardon and said, "Just look at your beautiful hard cock son. It's throbbing. I haven't seen anything this beautiful in a very long time. You are so fucking sexy. Your cock is so hard. I'm so proud of you. He stuck his tongue out and licked the precum off the head of my dick. My whole body started to spasm as I felt his hot, wet tongue on my cock. It felt so good I could hardly stand it. I almost shot my load again. Dad reaches around and cups my ass in his hands. He gives by buns a gentle squeeze as he takes my cock in his mouth. I gasped and shivers went through my body. He starts to work his tongue under the head of my cock. It feels amazing. I can feel the precum flowing out of my boner. Dad is moaning and swallowing it down. He begins a slow up and down motion on my cock as he varies his suction. I thought I was going to faint it felt so good. I started to thrust my hips into his face as he sucked my cock. Suddenly, dad squeezed my ass and swallowed my cock all the way down to my balls. My cock completely disappeared in his mouth. I let out a loud moan. I felt my balls begin to churn as I approached the point of orgasm. "Dad I moaned. You are going to make me cum!" He started sucking my cock a little harder. I stopped thrusting my hips and he brought his head up so he had about three quarters of my six incher was in his mouth. "Daddy! I'm gonna cum. I can't stop it. "Dad! I'm gonna shoot!" My cock exploded in his mouth. I shot wave after wave of cum in my dad's mouth. He continued to suck and swallow shot after shot. I came so hard like I never have before. My legs were shaking so bad that I couldn't stand any more. I fell forward on top of my dad. He caught me, letting my cock fall out of his mouth, and lowered me onto the loveseat. I was completely spent. I could hardly move. After my dad helped me sit down and then he took my cock back in his mouth. He gently held my cock in his mouth and tongued my piss slit, lapping at the remaining cum drops oozing out of my cock. It felt so good, I could have stayed like that forever. Dad rubbed my legs as he had my cock in his mouth. I started to recover from my orgasm. Dad still had my cock in his mouth. It seemed he did not want to release it. "Dad", I whispered. "That was amazing. I never experienced that before. You made me cum so hard." Dad released my cock from his mouth. "I love your cock son. It tastes so good. Your cum is delicious. I want more." He made me feel so good saying that. I was so glad that he liked my dick and my body. It made me want him even more. "Dad. I want to suck your cock now. I want you to come in my mouth Dad." "We have to hurry though son. We can't have your mom walking in on us." My dad stood up in front of me. He dropped his shorts to the floor. When I saw him standing before me naked, his big, hard dick pointing straight at me, I was mesmerized. I reached up and wrapped my hand around his hard cock, feeling it throbbing in my hand, his engorged, mushroom head oozing precum like I do. I stuck my tongue out and licked the precum from the end of his dick, as he, just minutes before, did to me. I loved his sweet taste. It tasted just like mine; I eat mine all the time. I stuck my tongue in his piss hole and lapped out the sweet nectar. He placed both hands behind my head and pulled me and my mouth onto his cock. His knob filled my mouth. I could taste his juice. I worked my tongue on the underside of his mushroom head, his precum oozing out onto my tongue. I couldn't get enough. He started slowly rocking his hips letting my mouth adjust to his cock. Eventually, I got the hang of it and he increased his rhythm. I was not quite able to take the whole length of his cock in my mouth yet, but I was trying to get as much of him in as I could. I wanted his whole cock. "You are doing real good son. You are making Daddy's cock feel good. I like watching my cock slide in and out of your sweet mouth. Suck Daddy's cock; make it spit. Make daddy's cock spit in your mouth. Suck my cock son." As he continued to talk to me like this, my cock started getting hard again. He was really turning me on. I grabbed onto his thighs and held on as his thrusts became faster. "Yeah, that's my boy. Suck my cock. You like my cock don't you boy?" I moaned in response and gripped his thighs harder. "You are going to make daddy cum baby. Here it comes son, take daddy's load." I felt his cock explode in my mouth as he let out a guttural groan. The first shot felt like a fire hose in my mouth. It was forceful, hot, smooth, creamy, and sweet with a slight taste of salt. It spilled out of the sides of my mouth. I wrapped by lips tighter as I felt the second shot hit the back of my throat. I swallowed as best I could. When I felt the third shot, I figured it out and swallowed the whole thing. The fourth shot was not as forceful and therefor easier to manage. Dad stopped thrusting his cock in my mouth and held my head still. I swirled my tongue around his cock as he did to me as he continued to breathe heavy. I could feel his cum oozing out of his cock and I wanted all he had to give me; every drop. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and bent down and kissed me. "I can taste my cum on your tongue son" he said. There is so much more I want to do with you but we don't have time now. We need to put ourselves together. Your mom will be home soon." He stood me up, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. "That was so much fun. I can't wait to do it again." He felt my hard cock pressed between us and looked down. "That's my boy" he said proudly. "You are a total stud." He said with a smile. After we cleaned up, we sat at the kitchen table. Since dad and I have this new relationship, I decided to tell him what I saw Brian doing earlier with my jockstrap. It brought a smile to dad's face. "There is nothing to be concerned about son" dad said. "He's just growing up. He's exploring his feelings and perhaps his desires. Perhaps you can help him explore; be there for him. Are you OK with that son?" he asked. I nodded in agreement. "Good. He idolizes you. Let him experiment with you. I will also talk to him when I have one-on-one time with him. You can always come to me." Dad walked me over to the stairs. I kissed him and he reached down and grabbed my now half-hard cock. "Does that thing ever go down son? He asked. "Not with you around dad. I told you that you make me hard all the time. I want you again right now dad." Dad wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. "We will have plenty of time for that son. Trust me, we are going to explore every crevice of each other's bodies. I want you just as much as you want me." He took my hand and placed it on his cock. I squeezed his cock and kissed him. "Now up to bed you go before your mother gets home." He patted my ass and I went upstairs. "Close your door" he whispered. I walked in my bedroom closing the door behind me. Brian was fast asleep, my jock lying next to him on the bed. I got undressed. I gently picked Brian up and held him in my arms as I pulled down the covers on the bed. I laid Brian back down on the bed, walked around to the other side, turned the light off, and took my place next to him. As I nestled into bed, Brian snuggled up and wrapped himself around me. His head in the small of my neck, arm across my chest, and his leg across my crotch trapping my cock under his leg. It started to twitch.