Date: Thu, 25 Apr 2013 21:47:53 -0400 From: Silo Addict Subject: It Started At The Pool (Chapter 7) 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. "Oh yeah!" groans Jeremy. The sound eggs Jeremy on further as Jason grinds his teen ass into the boy's mouth. The rhythm shifts and Jeremy takes his nose out of the boy's ass long enough to realize he's jerking off. As a change of pace, Jeremy nibbles at his balls, taking them from behind, but soon he's back at his rectum, sucking it from all it's worth. "Oh daddy!" says Jason faintly over the rushing water, however Jeremy still manages to pick it up. As he redoubles his effort, Jeremy strokes his own dick and everything happening around him push him over the edge. Fortunately, they cum at the same time and Jason's body spasms into Jeremy. As he comes down from his own high, Jeremy turns Jason around and cleans off any residual cum before the water washes it away. "Listen," says Jason exhausted, "I think you need to talk to your father about what happened. But any time you want some dick I'm right across the street." Chapter 7 Jeremy didn't see Jason for the next several days but the experience at the pool lingered. He couldn't wait to spread those cheeks apart and bury his face there dead-center, the moment when the starfish of his rectum clenched and unclenched. It was mainly hairless and pink in color, a sharp contrast to the paleness of his skin. There was barely any taste or scent since the soap washed most of it away. How Jeremy longed to have a lick after a sweaty basketball match or after that long day moving into his home. It was the fuel for his jerk-off fantasies at night, not to mention whenever he ventured into the shower. Being a teenager his hormones were constantly in overdrive but here he was barely a little more than thirteen and already he'd sucked off his father twice, one teen and rimmed that same boy for all it was worth. But it wasn't only the sex, it was the very idea that he was an object of sexual desire, not just for himself but for other men as well. He hadn't spoken to his father since that night he caught him jerking off and Jeremy avoided him like the plague ever since. The hardest part was admitting he enjoyed their nightly encounter. He worshipped the man, obeyed him, and if Jeremy could give him the most pleasure possible to the man (and dick) that gave him life, he'd do anything that was required of him. Before either of his parents got home after school yesterday, he snuck into their bedroom and stole a pair of his father's underwear. He didn't on it but the scent was intoxicating, musky, and he ended up stripping naked and stroking right there on his parent's bed. As he rubbed his hairless cock he watched himself in the vanity mirror across their bed, and the view of his lithe teenage body in the reflection was something else. This is how his father must've seen him and the shock made him cum three spurts of watery semen on his naked chest. He took a shower before they returned and fixed up their bed so they didn't know better. The thought of Jason that night, feeling his dick inside his pajamas bottoms. He was interrupted by a knock at the door. He brought his hands over the covers and straightened up. "Yes?" "It's me," said his father, "Can I come in?" "Sure." His father entered the bedroom wearing nothing but a bathrobe and underwear. His chest hair poked through the top and the sight made Jeremy shiver. He hiked up his legs bringing them close to his chest so his father could sit down on the bed. "I think we need to talk about what happened." "Okay," said Jeremy nervously. "Seeing as your mother is visiting her sister right now I thought this would be a good opportunity to talk." His aunt's house was a good twenty minutes away and she usually stayed there until well after midnight. He didn't even hear her leave. "Firstly, I want to apologize. I never meant for what we did to go that far. It's just...when I saw you there in the doorway watching me I panicked and didn't know what to do. I let my urges get the better of me and I want you to know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." Hank touched his son's knee on top of the blanket and smiled awkwardly for the time being. "No dad it's my fault for walking in on you in the first place. I was just curious about your body, what I might look like when I'm grown up. I didn't expect to find you...you know." "Popping a nut?" said his dad. "Yeah." He couldn't look his father in the eye. Just getting the words out was a struggle. "Look, I understand you being curious about my body, that's fine, I'm okay with that. You're a teenager, you can't help but be curious. It's still no excuse for what we did, what I did." "No. I shouldn't have touched you there and I really shouldn't have got naked in front of you." Jeremy placed his hand over his father's. "You realize this is the first real conservation we've had in days." They both smiled, finally warming up to one other. "And I want you to know that I meant what I said that night. When it comes to sex, or anything else you're curious about, you can always come to me with anything." "That means a lot to me, dad." "No problem son, now give me a hug." Jeremy crawled across the bed and into the arms of his father. They squeezed tightly and Michael nestled into his neck. "Listen," began Jeremy, "I don't want there to be any secrets between us. So I was wondering if I could ask you something and I want you to be honest. " He took a deep breath. Jeremy felt like he could ask him just about anything. "Back when we were in the pool showers, were you jerking off to me?" "Truthfully son, yes, but not in the way you think. I'll admit seeing you naked bent over like that did turn me on, but I couldn't walk around the change room like that with an boner sticking out the whole time," started his dad, "Personally, if I didn't take care of it right there it was going to stick with me the whole day." "Really?" "Sure." "Can I tell you something else?" His father nodded. "Up until last night I didn't know married men did that." "What? Masturbate?" Jeremy nodded, only now looking at his dad. "I mean I knew all men did that sort of thing at some point in their lives, but I assumed once you got married their wives would, you know, do that for them." "It's one of those things you don't realize until you're an adult. Sometimes they're tired, sometimes they're not in the mood, but mostly they're just not available. The truth is for women sex is a choice, for men sex is a chore." Underneath the blanket Jeremy could feel his erection growing, tenting his pajamas. He shifted back and forth kneading his legs together, and his father could sense that. If his dad had an erection Jeremy couldn't see it. "Listen dad, I want us to be close but if we're going to be being honest I should tell you that you didn't hurt me that night, in fact the reason I didn't talk with you for so long was because I enjoyed it so much." His father smiled warmly, but still didn't say anything. "And if you ever wanted to see me naked again. I wouldn't mind that." "Is that what you really want, son?" "More than anything, as long as I get to see you naked as well." Hank's eyes widened but only for a moment. "Your mother won't be home for a few hours. How about now?" "Okay." His father stood up and uncinched his robe. As it fell off his body, his erection tented out his boxers. Jeremy's heart beat faster as he took off his shirt and shucked off his underwear beneath the covers. When his dad dropped his underwear, Jeremy took in the sight of the man. "Why don't we rest on the bed?" Hank smoothed the covers and laid his toned body on the bed. His erection was a good seven inches, sticking straight out from his body. With a wave of the fingers, he beckoned Jeremy to the bed. The boy rubbed his hairless body against his dad and the physical contact was exhilarating. Jeremy draped his arm across his father's chest resting in the crook of his arm. As Hank caress his son's back his hand slowly made its way to his tight butt, rubbing it gently. "Is this okay?" "Anything you want." As he turned to his dad, they looked in each other's eyes, their noses an inch apart, and kissed each other, not a prolonged sensuous kiss, but rather a peck on the lips. He wished he could stay like this forever. "You do realize that it's not right for a father to be lying naked on a bed with his thirteen-year-old son?" "He shouldn't fuck him either." Jeremy's dad tensed, then Jeremy rubbed him chest softly, lovingly, "Don't worry. That's stay between us. Besides, I have a secret of my own..." "Really, what?" "Do you remember Jason?" "The boy from across the street. What about him?" It was now or never. "A few days ago on our way to the pool, I sucked his dick in the woods." He expected his father to get mad but he didn't so much as flinch. Meanwhile Jeremy's erection rubbed against his dad's thigh. "He didn't force you did he?" "No. If anything I forced him." "Was that was your first time 'playing' with another boy?" "No. Other than you," answered Jeremy. His father was full of questions. From the lilt in his voice, he could tell he was turned on. "That's not that unusual. Most boys your age see each other naked, experiment with one another. When Brian and I were teenagers we used to jerk off together all the time when we shared a room, even sucked off one another a few times." Brian was my uncle, my father's young brother. Jeremy was surprised his father was being so open with him. At this point, Jeremy could ask him anything. "What about Grandpa? Did you do anything like this with him?" He stretched out naked in his father's arms. "Nothing like this. He probably would have beat me senseless if I tried, but it wasn't for a lack of trying I can tell you that. There wasn't a time when I didn't try to sneak a peek of his cock." "Did you ever see it?" Jeremy continued rubbing his hairy chest some more. "Only a few times. I was seven the first time I saw it. We went camping every Fourth of July and there were only these large communal showers to bathe in, like the one at the pool. And at every opportunity there I was there showing there alongside him." "And what if I asked to see you naked before? Would you have said yes?" asked Jeremy curiously. "I think we're a little past that son." "Are we?" Jeremy rose to the other end of the bed, straddling his father's legs with his little pecker sticking out. A drop of precum leaked from his dad's dick and Jeremy scooped it up with his little finger, sucking it greedily. "And if I had come to you when mom wasn't around and said to you really nicely, 'Daddy, can I see your big dick to see what I'll be like when I grow-up?'" He grabbed his father's cock and started stroking it up and down. "You're a nasty fucker aren't you?" Hank grabbed his son fiercely and drove his tongue into his mouth. Jeremy reciprocated in kind, pressing his young body close, straddling dad's hips. Hank's massive dick wedged between his young legs and grazed his tight scrotum lightly. "I love you son." "I love you to dad." "There's something I wanted to do ever since you sucked my dick, but I'm afraid you'll think I'm a pervert if I ask." Jeremy wrapped his little arms around his father's neck. "I'll never think that of you, dad. I love you." "Very well. Lay down on the bed." Hank stood up as his thirteen-year-old boy hustled on the bed. He brought his body up so his back was against the headboard. "No, no. The other way, on your stomach." Jeremy felt his excitement building as he turned around, his ass pointing towards his father. "Lift your butt, spread you cheeks." With shaking hands he silently complied, parting his ass in full view of his dad. He felt his father get closer as he pressed his elbows on the mattress. Jeremy clenched his ass so his rectum would wink. Hank groaned as a result. His father's wrapped his hands around his son's milky thighs and a second later buried his face into his ass. The pleasure shot through Jeremy like a bullet, barely able to keep his cheeks apart. When he let go his father picked up the slack, stretching his backside and tickling his anus with his tongue. "Oh, that feels good!" groaned Jeremy. "Does it? Do you love it when Daddy eats your ass?" "God yes!" he spat, gripping the sheets and grinding his ass into his dad's face. The fact that Jeremy was in such a helpless position turned him on even more, that his father could use his body in the worst ways possible, and that he was okay with it, more than okay, hell he welcomed it. The wetness from his dad's mouth sent shivers through his entire body. "I want to suck your cock!" demanded Jeremy. "Come get it!" Jeremy dropped to his knees, lifting his dad's shaft and suckling on his musky balls. He popped one in his mouth, stretching his sac until it stretched to its limit. "God your mouth is fantastic. Now suck my dick!" He didn't have to be told twice. Jeremy practically inhaled the thing, burying as much as his tight mouth could hold. Once inside, he swirled his tongue along the shaft just had his father's did to his ass. He pumped his lips up and down, taking in every sensation, the smell, the texture. It was almost as good Jason, but the fact it was his dad pushed him over the edge. "Keep sucking son. I'm gonna cum!" Within seconds, his cock plumped in his mouth and shot jets of fatherly seed into his small mouth. It was too much, so he had no choice but to swallow. Hank groaned hard with each pulse of semen, grabbing his son's head and thrusting forward. When he stopped cumming, Jeremy rose to his feet, wrapping his hands around his dad's torso, their sweaty bodies pressing together as they kissed passionately. As their tongues intermingled, cum mixing with saliva to make one incestuous cocktail, then they parted, his son staring lovingly into his father. "If you ever want to eat my ass, fuck me, or want your dick sucked, don't hesitate to ask," said Jeremy. "Anytime son, anytime." Feedback is always welcome as are plot ideas for the story. Share your comments, suggestions, 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. 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