Date: Thu, 9 May 2013 20:51:25 -0400 From: Silo Addict Subject: It Started At the Pool (Chapter 8) 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. "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 small hands around his father's waist, their sweaty bodies pressed together as they kissed passionately. As their tongues mingled, cum mixing with saliva to make one incestuous cocktail, they parted, and Jeremy stared lovingly at his father. "I hope we can do this again," said Jeremy. "Anytime son, anytime." Chapter 8 In the days that followed I saw a stark contrast in my father's attitude. He was always smiling and there seemed to be an extra bounce in his step. He was even more frisky with my mother, grabbing her ass, feeling her up, oftentimes when I was in the same room. When she was upstairs somewhere or doing laundry in the basement, my dad would grab me in his strong arms and kiss me deeply. Something he'd get ballsy, pulling down my shorts, bending me over, and eating out my ass while he furiously jerked his dick. When my mother went out running errands or visiting her sister, I'd walk over to him, sink to my knees, and take in as much of his dick my small mouth could accommodate. Neither of us spoke the entire time, other than the occasional groan and maybe a pat on the shoulder after he came. It's like it was expected of me. I wanted to please my dad as most sons do and will most young boys think rather highly of themselves I could honestly say that my cocksucking was getting better. I was close taking his whole dick and my throat relaxed more than before. It was a real bonding experience between the two of us and ultimately brought us closer. At night I could hear my parents having sex through the walls. I'd press my ear against the walls and jerk off to the sound of them fucking. Last night, I was particularly bold, and the moment I heard their headboard knocking against my wall I waltzed over their door. The door was opened a crack and I crept forward making sure the floorboards didn't creek. It was a particularly hot June night so both my parents were naked. My mother was lying naked on the bed, spread-eagle, her legs propped up in my father's muscular arms, pinning her knees back. Her huge boobs jiggled back and forth. But it wasn't her I was focusing on. It was my dad and his massive eight-cock plunging deep into her pussy. The thing was huge and veiny, his balls pulled tight up in his sac. He gave it to her hard and fast, each thrust making a loud squishing sound. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" screamed my mother, the juices of her pussy shiny in the moonlight. His cock was harder than ever. It was then that I glanced up and saw my dad looking straight at me. I didn't even know it but I had unconsciously pulled down the waistband of my underwear and was stroking my small dick. Seeing me standing there must have spurned him on, for he didn't break eye contact and forced his entire weight on my mother. His back was covered in sweat. "Say it! Say I want your cock!" "I want your cock." "Louder!" "I want your cock!" she said. It was then he let out a loud groan, a guttural animal grunt and he came, his fat dick shooting loads of cum deep inside her. They stayed like that for a few minutes basking in the glow of their orgasm. My dad's dick softened and when it eventually slipped out a gush of cum spilled out. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. As he rolled over to the side of the bed, I tiptoed back to my room and jerked off faster than ever. I came in about ten seconds thinking of myself in my mother's place, my dad's large body pinning me down and fucking me with his hard cock. Soon enough, my chest was plastered with sticky cum. I rubbed it into my skin until it was nice and dry and quietly went to sleep. * It was a quiet Saturday afternoon and I was playing video games when my cell phone rang. "Hey. What are you up to?" It was Jason. "Nothing much, just playing video games." "Wanna drop by my house?" Both my parents were home and it didn't look like I'd have any father-son playtime. "Give me five minutes." After getting my parent's permission, I soon found myself on Jason's doorstep ringing the doorbell. When he opened the door I couldn't help but smile. I hadn't seen him since our visit to the public pool and seeing him in his denim jeans and black t-shirt was too much. "I'm glad you came," he said, "come in." He took me by the hand and led me into his house. The configuration was exactly the same as his own so he knew his way around, only the decor was different. "Where's your dad and brother?" "My dad's out on a job and my brother's at a movie with a friend." I could feel my erection rubbing against my shorts. And Jason wasn't shy about noticing it. Then again, I wasn't exactly making it hard for him not to notice. I had butterflies in my stomach the entire way. We passed his room and continued our way through the house. It didn't take long to realize he was leading me to the basement. As we went down the stairs I quietly shucked off my shorts, underwear, and threw my T-shift over my head. Jason hadn't noticed yet as he sauntered into the middle of the room. "See anything you like?" I said and he turned around immediately. His eyes grew wide, a sheepish grin growing on his face. He bridged the gap and lightly tweaked my nipple. "You're full of surprises aren't you?" I noticed a futon up against the far side of the basement. "Is that the couch?" I said. Jason only nodded. It'd been almost a week since he confessed that years ago after coming home early from a friend's house, he witnessed his brother sucking off his dad through the basement window, but that was years ago and as far as he knew they've never done it again, though I got the feeling Jason wished it was him instead of his brother who'd sucked his dad's dick. "I have an idea," I said, shaking my ass on my way to the futon, "Why don't we pretend to be father and son?" I lowered my small frame on the couch, crossing my legs. "You mean like role-play?" "Yeah." "That could be fun, but I want something first." Jason approached the futon and immediately dropped to his knees. He engulfed my dick in one foul swoop, taking it in no problem. Despite my small size (I was thirteen after all) I could tell he was an expert cocksucker. The feeling, however, was indescribable. It was my first blowjob and Jason's pouty lips made short work of it, sliding up and down the entirety of my shaft. He didn't skimp on his tongue either. He worked the thing in and around his mouth, providing an unexpected thrill I didn't think was possible. I placed by hands on his head unable to control myself. It wouldn't last long and before I knew cum was running up my dick and into his mouth. I couldn't move after that. I must have shot eight times. Cum dribbled out of Jason's mouth. As my dick slowly softened he put his mouth on my balls, sucking them one at a time. "That was great!" I said. "You have no idea," exclaimed Jason, rising on his haunches, "You're the youngest person I've ever sucked off." Jason rose to his feet. His erection was huge. The thing snaked down one side of his pants. He undid his belt and pulled them off one leg at a time, then quickly removed his shirt. "Why don't you get on your knees and suck daddy's cock?" I didn't have to be told twice. Jason practically ripped off his underwear. His massive member would bring anyone to their knees. Fortunately it was entirely voluntary for me. The sight of his lithe body and pale skin sent me into overdrive. He was hairless except for a small bush of wispy hairs above his dick and a nice set of furry balls. I started at the balls of course, licking them one at a time. The scent was incredible, a slightly musky odor and something I couldn't put my finger on. It was a turn on to say the least. Seeing this big, strong fifteen-year-old was like a giant to me, and excited me to no end. "That's really great son," said Jason as I took the head gently into my mouth. As I slowly worked more of it into my mouth, I worked my tongue trying to mimic what he'd done to me. Jason groaned, taking in slow gulps of air as he buried his cock deeper into my mouth. It was then he grabbed my head and just as I became fully accustomed to his dick, started pumping it rapidly, fucking my hole for all it was worth. "Oh yeah, son, take daddy's cock. Don't stop." His voice made me suck harder, causing me to stretch my mouth further and wider than ever before. It was clear he was getting close. With one final plunge he groaned so loud I wouldn't be surprised if the whole neighborhood heard. Semen pumped into my mouth in rapid succession. It didn't take long for my mouth to overflow. I quickly swallowed like I had my father and for the briefest of moments really felt like Jason's son. In the afterglow of his orgasm Jason slowly made his way to the couch stretching lengthwise from one end to the other. I rested my body on top of his, our flesh grinding against one another. Jason wrapped his spindly arms around me, his dick growing in the cleft of my ass. "So did you have fun?" he asked Jason seriously caressing my back. "You can be my daddy anytime." We kissed passionately for several minutes, until we fell asleep in each other's arms and I could've sworn I saw some movement over there by the window. 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. Please make a donation of any size to Nifty. Thank you.