Date: Thu, 11 Apr 2013 23:26:17 -0400 From: Silo Addict Subject: It started at the pool (chapter 5) It started at the pool By Silo Addict (siloaddict@hotmail.com) Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of sex between a man and his teenage son. This story is entirely fictional and isn't true. Any characters or scenarios that share any similarities to real life people are events are purely coincidental. The author of this story is not a minor but of legal age. Feedback is always welcome. Share your comments, suggestions, story ideas and by all means your own fantasies and experiences with family members at siloaddict@hotmail.com. Remember, Nifty needs the support of readers like you to continue to provide you with the entertainment you enjoy. Please make a donation of any size to Nifty. Thank you. Hank rose on his knees just as his son commanded and aimed his penis an inch from his son's asshole, but Hank's greedy, and after the first two spurts shoves the head right into his son's ass. The pain passed through Jeremy's body but cum had a funny way of making things hurt less. When he was done, his father wiped the sweat from his head and removed his rapidly deflating cock out of his rectum. He turned suddenly so he faced the television, while Jeremy remained in position. "I'm sorry son, for everything." "You have nothing to be sorry for," said Jeremy standing up so his ass within arm's reach. "Besides, like you said before, you can ask me anything." Chapter 5 Jeremy wiggled his ass on his way to his room, walking saddle-stitched so his father's cum didn't leak out his ass. Ascending the stairs, he tentatively rubbed his hole and seethed upon contact. It was sore, almost burning. My father just fucked me, thought Jeremy. His thirteen-year-old mind reeled and his no-longer-virgin hole was on fire. Meanwhile he was dribbling cum out his own dick the entire way, yet still managed to maintain an erection. It was like he was floating. The excitement from his orgasm didn't wane as he opened his bedroom door. There was no going back with his dad. He was a whore in the worst way. Even in his wildest dreams Jeremy never thought he'd see his father naked, much less masturbate with him. The close proximity to his father sent ripples throughout his entire body, the sight of his hard dick meant Jeremy had to have it at any cost. So he crossed the line into new territory, splaying his prepubescent body in the worst possible way, but it was Jeremy's encouragement that sent his dad into overdrive. Even Jeremy had to admit, despite his coaxing for his father to jerk his dick, he never expected to be fucked. Granted it was just the head, but the force of it driving up his tight ass and the pain that seethed in his rectum would forever be the source of his jerk-off fantasies, and hopefully the beginning of some much needed father-son bonding. As he eased his young body into bed, he realized he'd forgotten his underwear back in the study. No doubt, his father would keep it as a memento. His chest was covered with his watery cum, evidently he'd ejaculated again without realizing it. The taste was sweet and the smell was musky but it paled in comparison to his father's seed, it's thickness, it's potency. Jeremy snaked into his ass and retrieved a hefty dollop on his finger, devouring it greedily. Today was a good day, thought Jeremy. ************************** Jeremy woke up at 11:30. It was a Saturday and the events of last night's wore him out more than expected. He lied faced-down with the cover twisted around his young body, rising up enough so that his ass was exposed. For a second he thought it was all a dream, then, as he stretched on the mattress, felt something wet in the cleft of his ass, and it all came flooding back to him. Jeremy rose from his bed and sunlight bathed his body when he noticed a moving truck parked along the curb. He opened his drawer and retrieved his binoculars, used mostly on camping trips during the summer, but discovered they were coming in quite handy right now. It was parked across the road with moving men carrying boxes and furniture large enough to carry. He noticed the new occupants further up the driveway, a father and what Jeremy assumed to be his two sons. The father had a muscular build with thick arms and a brawny chest with short black hair peppered gray along the sideburns. If the boys were his sons, they were his spitting image. The younger of the two was a few years older than Jeremy, with a lanky build and thick black hair. His brother though was the show-stopper. He looked to be twenty but it was hard to gauge from the distance with strong arms, broad shoulders and easily matched his father for size and height. His cum from the previous night had dried over his chest. Jeremy took a quick shower, threw on whatever was lying around, and made his way to the living room only to find the house was empty. When he went to get some orange juice, there was a note on the fridge. Went grocery shopping. Will be back soon! Love, Mom and Dad! Jeremy reached for the Frosted Flakes and began pouring cereal when a sounded knock at the door. When he went to answer it, he was surprised to see the younger of the two sons standing at his front door. Up close the teen was a foot taller, wearing slightly ripped jeans and a white polo shift. It was clear he'd spent the last two hours carrying heavy boxes, Jeremy could smell it on him. "Yes?" said Jeremy sheepishly. "Hey, my father saw you from across the street and thought I should introduce myself. My name's Jason. We just moved across the street." "I'm Jeremy. Welcome to the neighborhood. Would you like to come in?" He didn't plan to say that. The words just sort of fell out. "Sure." They went into the kitchen and Jeremy poured them each a glass of orange juice. "So what brings you to our neck of the woods?" "My parents just got divorced and my father was awarded full custody." "I'm sorry to hear that. How is your father taking it?" "Pretty well considering he caught my mom cheating on him with his best friend." Jason said this like it was the most casual thing in the world. "I'm...I'm sorry." "Don't be. She's a bitch." Jeremy fidgeted with his hands, not knowing what tosay. Jason took a sip of his orange juice. "So what's there to do in this town?" Jeremy thought for a while, his mind meandering to Jason's father. "There's a pool a few block away." "Awesome! I was on my school's swim team in my last school." Suddenly the front door opened and his mom walked through with grocery bags in hand. "Morning honey," said his mom, "Who's this?" "This is Jason. His father and brother moved in from across the street." "I hope he's moving in with them too." Jeremy took the bags from her hands as his father entered the room. Suddenly, there was a lump in his throat. It was hard to look at him after what happened last night. The second their eyes met Jeremy looked away, moving into the kitchen and setting the bags on the counter. "Honey, this is Jason. His family just moved across the street." Jason rose up from his chair and shook his dad's hand. "It's nice to meet you sir." "Call me Hank and this is my wife Julie. So what were you guys talking about?" "Jeremy was just telling me about this pool not too far from here." His father shot him a sharp gaze. Jeremy's chest grew tight as he felt the walls closing in. He had to get out of there. "Why don't we go check it out?" said Jeremy unexpectedly "Sounds great! I can use a couple of laps." "I'll grab my trucks!" Jeremy raced to his bedroom and grabbed his swimsuit in record time. He even had to wait a few minutes in front of his house for Jason to return. His father and brother were gone by then and the truck had disappeared as well. The pool was a good ten blocks had they took the long way. Fortunately, they could cut through the ravine, cutting their walking time in half. "So what's with your dad?" said Jason. "What do you mean?" "When he looked at you, you were like a deer in the headlights. It was weird." Just when Jeremy was starting to relax, he grew tense once again. He didn't expect Jason to pick on it, obviously his poker face had little to be desired. "Listen Jason, if I told you something. Do you think you can keep it a secret?" "Sure, what is it?" "Promise?" Jason nodded. Every instinct was telling him not to go on, but if he didn't tell someone what happened soon Jeremy was likely to burst. "Last night I went to bed then woke up in the middle of the night. There was a light on in the study so I went down to investigate and caught my father jerking off." Jason's eyes grew wide. "Really? What it look like?" Expecting to be disgusted, Jason was anything but. If anything, the boy was intrigued. "It was huge. Honestly I can't stop thinking about it." "Did you see him cum?" Jeremy nodded. "So you caught your father jerking off and then watched him cum?" Jeremy conveniently left out the part where his father caught him and masturbated along with his son on the couch. "Have you ever seen you father's dick?" asked Jeremy. "Only when we went camping and a couple of times in the shower growing up." It was then Jason started walking funny. When Jeremy turned to the boy, he noticed a large boner tenting his jeans. "Want to see my dick?" he asked. The question almost floored Jeremy, he stopped suddenly not knowing how to answer, but he also knew he didn't want to pass up another opportunity one. They moved to a secluded area ringed by trees and heavy bushes. When they checked the coast was clear, Jason unzipped his jeans and pulled on the waistband of his boxers until his cock sprang free. It was big, at least seven inches. Jeremy was mesmerized by its size, a long stick of white meat with a thick mushroom head. Jeremy followed suit. Pulling down his shorts and whipping out his pint-sized dick. A few days ago he would've been embarrassed to show another boy his dick but now he felt calm, the excitement surpassing the need to be bashful. Jeremy stroked his cock while his eyes fixed on Jason's dick. There was a fair bit of black hair around his dick and a hefty set of hairy balls that jiggled as he jerked. A drop of pre-cum emerged from the slit. It was a captivating to say the least, but to a thirteen-year-old everything looked huge. "Wanna suck it?" Jeremy didn't need to be told twice. He instantly dropped to knees and graciously devoured the teen's cock. The taste was indescribable. It was musky and sweaty, the work from the move still lingered on his skin. Jeremy swirled his tongue around and Jason groaned deeply, the sound turning him on even more. He buried as much as he could in his little mouth and stretched his young jaw to further accommodate it. "You sure do have a hot mouth kid. God, suck that cock." Jeremy redoubled his efforts, expertly dunking his head up and down. The cock popped out of his mouth, then he dove head first into Jason's balls. He was able to get both of them inside his mouth before returning to the shaft. Jeremy looked up at Jason with those innocent blue eyes but the kid had his head back against the tree trunk. "If your father could see you now." The words sent a chill through his body. Saliva dribbled out his young mouth. With one deep plunge, Jeremy took it all in almost reaching the balls before gagging. He grabbed the shaft, jerking it off while blowing and was determined to do his best to get his new friend off. Jason's moaning suddenly increased, as Jeremy felt the thing grow inside his mouth. It had a pulse, just like his dad's. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum." Jeremy jerked his young cock and the teen's breathing increased. Sure enough he felt it grow before round after round of cum pumped into his mouth. With each shot, Jason grunted. It was primal, sexy. For a second he thought the boy was going to pass out, and soon Jeremy reached the point of no return, blowing a large load into his young hand. When it was over, Jeremy rose to his feet, wiping his lips of remaining semen. "You are one good cocksucker," said Jason. "I don't know what happened," admitted Jeremy, "but the second I saw it I couldn't help myself." "Hey don't apologize," said Jason smiling, stuffing his dick back into his pants. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun together." 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