Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2017 02:03:35 -0600 From: Michael Smith Subject: Jake and Dad - Chapter 7 Legal stuff: This story, while a work of complete fiction, contains graphic sexual scenes between consenting males both over and under the age of 18. If this material is offensive to you, this is your warning not read this story and stop here. Also, if you are under the age of 18, it is most likely illegal for you to read this story. However, I cannot do anything to make you stop so continue at your own discretion. As stated before, this story is a work of total and complete fiction. Any likeness of these characters to real people, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Again, this story is a work of fiction. The author claims any and all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed without the author's consent. Only websites the author chooses and consents to publicate this work of fiction are allowed to publish it. 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ATTENTION: This chapter is incredibly long but probably covers more ground than most of the other chapters put together! Feel free to break it up if you must! I didn't want to break this chapter up, I felt it would be unfair to y'all readers!!! Jake and Dad - Chapter 7 I managed to sleep pretty much the whole ride home. Not only the hum of the engine but, my dad's gentle yet protective hand on my thigh the whole way home as well, feeling him slowly rubbing up and down a few inches of my thigh, seemed to soothe me as I lightly dozed away. After while, I feel the car merging into another lane and slowing down, the roar of the tires growing softer and softer as we slowed down, exiting the highway. His hand moves away from my leg and back to the gearshifter as we turn off the highway and onto the main street of our small suburb. The engine roars as we speed up again and I shift in my seat, rolling over to face my door a little bit before I feel the same, gentle caress on my thigh again, on the side of it now. "We're almost home, buddy." My dad whispers as we cruise down the street, only a few cars still out this late. We make it through the last intersection and Dad turns left, getting on it quite a bit, making me sit back up in my seat since I knew we are close to home. I stretch my arms a bit, letting off a soft moan as I do. "Good, you got me all plum tuckered out, old man." I stick my tongue out a bit, taunting my dad as he drives. "I hope you're not too tired." He smiles as he presses the brakes, turning into our neighborhood, the only light out is from the yellowish headlights of the old Mustang. "You're going to have a full day of nothing tomorrow." He winks at me and sets his hand back on my thigh, a little more than halfway up it now. He gives it a little squeeze, causing me to jump from the new but, somehow exciting, sensation. He looks over at me with a fake surprised face. "I hope you're not too ticklish either." He turns the car down our street and looks over at me as we start to drive up it. "I love you, Jake." He tells me in a soft, yet serious tone, this one is a little deeper and has a little less of his normal easy-going nature in it. "I mean it." He meets my eyes and nods once. "I love you too, Dad." I smile, trying to keep the mood light, giving him a returning nod as he pulls the car into the driveway. He reaches up and pushes the button to open the garage door. He shifts the car into first and puts his hand back on my thigh and I take comfort in it this time, knowing that he really does love and care for me. The car pulls into the garage, kills the engine, and then presses the button to shut the garage door. With his free hand, he places the car in neutral and turns off the headlights. I unbuckle my seatbelt and reach to open my door but feel his hand constrict on my thigh for a second, causing me to stop and put my hand back on my lap. He looks ahead still holding my thigh with a slightly firm grip. "Wait, just a second." His voice slightly shakes and I can't think of way. I sit back in my seat and feel his hand release it's grip on my thigh. After a second, the light on the garage door opener goes off, leaving us in complete darkness. I furrow my brown and can't help but to wonder why he would want to stay in here. We sit in darkness for a moment before I hear him swallow hard and take in a breath, rubbing my thigh once a he does. "Son, I just wanted to say that I love you." He whispers, his voice shaking a bit again. I guess he was just an emotional guy. This was the first time he said anything not in passing about him loving me since I got here. "Well, I love you too, Dad." I reassure him, slowly putting my own hand on this thigh, micking his place, about halfway up. I look over at him, well his direction since I couldn't really see anything. I feel his hand lift off my thigh and his arm reach around my shoulders, slowly pulling me into him, meeting him about halfway. He rubs my upper arm softly for a minute and I can feel his hand shaking slightly. I couldn't wonder why he would be so worked up or nervous right now, of course you get like that when you love someone. I've never really had the whole 'love' experience other than what I got from my mom. I feel him turn towards me in his seat, facing me in the darkness, his hand sliding up to the back of my neck, holding it lightly, slowly rubbing his thumb across my soft skin. His short, heavy breathing breaking the silence as he leans in closer to me. "No, I love you more than how I should love you." He whispers breathlessly, holding me steady by his gentle hand on my neck. "I love you more than how I should love my son." My mind starts racing as I feel his thumb rubbing slowly across my neck. What did he mean by that? How you could he love me more than anything? I'm his son, isn't a father supposed to love his son more than almost anything in the world? I furrow my eyebrows as I think quickly but then my mind freeze, all my questions screeching to a halt as I felt something pressing lightly against my lips. I freeze in fear, surprise, whatever you want to call it. It isn't a second later before I realize what that was. I just had my first kiss... and it was with my own dad! He pulls back slowly, letting his forehead rest against mine, and I can hear his heavy breathing again. "Dad..." I manage to whisper after a few seconds of silence, not really sure how to react to that. How was I supposed to react to that? I just had my first kis with my own dad. I didn't know what to say. "Don't say anything." He tells me, his hand still on my neck, gripping it a little bit. "I want to tell you right now." He stops and continues to breath heavy as I sit in silence and an unknown fear. "I don't want you to do anything you don't like here. I know this is wrong. This isn't how I'm supposed to feel about guys your age, especially my own son but I can't help it." He slides his hand to the side of my face, his hand taking up my whole cheek as he rubs at the soft skin. "This is going to be a lot to take it for you. Fuck, it is for me to, Mike." I hear him move his other hand to sit on top of mine that was still on his thigh. "But if you don't want this. If you don't know what to make of this or how to feel about it, I need you to tell me now so I can put these feelings aside and we can just forget all of this." His voices cracks at the end and I realize that he is probably crying. This was a lot for both of us. My own dad just said that he loved me more than he was supposed to. I knew this was wrong too but, something inside of me told me that he meant it and I knew that he did. It was wrong, so very, very wrong. This type of thing wasn't talked about a lot but, when it was, it wasn't in a positive light. It was always associated with rape, murder, and all types of other fucked up shit but I knew this was different. I could tell by the way he touched me, looked at me, wanted to keep me safe, that this wasn't like that. This was a good thing, a very good thing to come from him. He wanted to protect me and keep me safe during my vulnerable years. Mom was right. I needed a strong father figure during this time of my life. I take in a deep breath and squeeze his thigh a little bit. "I love you, Dad." I say softly, my voice cracking just a little bit. "And if this is what you think is best for us, what you think is best for me." I swallow hard, taking a few seconds to catch my breath, hardly being able to believe the next words that are going to come out of my mouth. "I want to do it with you." I hear him chuckle a little bit, sniffling some as he free hand moves to my other cheek, holding me steady as he leans his forehead against mine, his thumbs rubbing my cheeks. "Thank you, Jake." He whispers, sniffling a bit. He had definitely been crying, probably of fear and shame. "I want this, so much, for both of us. I know it will be good for us. For our relatioship to grow this way." He pauses and catches his breath, swallowing hard as he does. "I want to know everything about you, everything about you as a person, as my son, and..." I feel his right hand slowly siding down my neck, back, and slowly ending at my cheek. "As my lover." I pause for a moment and think about it, this was wrong. This was so, so wrong. A father shouldn't love his son like this and a son shouldn't love his father like this and I knew that but there was just something... something about him that made me know it was okay. That it would all be alright, this time. This isn't like those other times, with other people. This was real, pure love and compassion a father had for his only son. "Okay." I tell him softly, nodding against his forhead, and giving his tight a light squeeze. His hand squeezes my hip slightly as if he couldn't believe this was happening either. After another moment of silence, I feel him lean back for a moment, still rubbing my cheek before pulling me into another soft kiss. He holds his lips steady against mine for a moment, holding my waist steady as well. He lets out a long, slow breath and lets his lips come off mine just barely. I feel... almost electric. His large hands placed so caringly on my body, holding me in a soft, protective embrace. He takes a big breath and kisses me again in the pitch black darkness, causing a soft but surprising moan to slip from my lips. As I said earlier, I never thought of myself as gay, or thought of other guys like this but this was great. I knew that is was meant to be even though so many people would say that it is so wrong. I lean into him a little bit, my hand pressing down on his thigh a little bit as I press into the kiss, causing arm to wrap around my back. He pulls me close, gently hugging me to his muscular body as he start to move his lips against mine, gently taking my bottom lip between his. I follow suit, letting him lead me in the kiss, taking his top lip between mine, smiling softly as I feel his stubble against my lips. He stops and slowly pulls back from the kiss, still holding me close. "Let's go inside." He whispers out of breath, gently letting me go, letting me fall back into my seat. I hear his seatbelt unbuckle and then his door open. He climbs out and shuts his door, quickly walking around to my side and opening my door for me. He reaches and and finds my hand, gently taking it in his strong one and pulling me to my feet, pulling me into him. He shuts my door and steps around me, pulling my to the door by my hand. He opens it, letting just enough light into the dark garage to see his face. He's smiling wide and motions me in through the door. I smile back and step inside, waiting just inside for him to join me. He steps into the house, smiling warmly at me the whole time. He shuts the door and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me into him again. "Let's go to bed, huh?" He leans down and kiss the top of my head before turning me around and giving me a reassuring push. I start walking and feel him catching up behind me, smiling as he wraps both of his arms around my stomach as we walk through the living room and into the hallway. He kisses the side of my head as we walk down the hallway, giving me a gently push with his body as I slow down at my door. "You're sleeping with me tonight, Jake." We reach his door and he spins me around, pushing me against the door, pinning me to it a bit as he barely grinds his hips into mine. I look up and meet his eyes, smiling, knowing that, deep down, we both had wanted this. He reaches down and kisses me again, a little more passionate this time as I feel his hand fumbling to find the doorknob. I search for it as well, our hands landing on it at the same time, causing us both to smile. "Are you sure you want this?" He asks again, opening his eyes and looking directly into mine, his gazing switching between each of my eyes. "Yes." I whisper back, nodding against his head, smiling widely. "I want to be completely yours, Dad." He smiles and slowly twists the doorknob, holding the door steady, letting it swing back slowly. He kisses me again, letting his tongue lightly brush against my lower lip, causing me to moan softly again, one of my hands going to the back of his neck to pull him close. God, I wanted this now. He guides me backwards, toward his bed in the dimply lit room, only the two nightstand lamps on. His hands grab my jacket and pull it down my arms, causing me to drop them and let my jacket fall to the floor with a soft whoosh. We reach the bed and stop as he takes off his own peacoat. He reaches down and wraps his hand around my thighs, lifting me up to his large bed. He pushes me back on to it, using his hands to wrap my legs around him as he crawls on top of me. His hands slide up my legs and under my shirt, causing him to break the kiss and sigh as he feels my soft skin for the first time. "I wanted you since I saw you at the airport." He admits quietly, his breath hot against my lips before he slowly kisses down my cheek and to my neck, causing me to draw in a sharp breath through gritted teeth. How could you blame me? This is the very first time I had ever been touched or kissed like this. I was putty in my own father's hands, wanting him, needing him to discover things out about me that I didn't even know. I hear him chuckle softy a bit as his hands slide back down my sides, stopping at my hips. "Now, I can't believe that we're actually doing this." He whispers into my ear before gently tugging at my earlobe with his teeth, causing a shudder to run through my teenaged body. "I want you to have me." I tell him, my eyes clenched shut as I lay back into the bed, my small chest rising and falling rapidly with my breathing. "I want you to take me as your lover and your son, Dad." His lips find their way back to mine, kissing me passionately, his tongue barely sliding past my lips as I feel his hands gently pulling my shirt up to my arms. I raise them and pull back from the kiss, letting Dad pull my shirt off and toss it to the floor. He grabs me by my arms and turns me, pulling me up so my head is resting on the pillows. I watch as he straddles my legs, putting on knee on either side of mine as he reaches up and start to unbutton his shirt. I smile as he does, watching every new inch of his skin be revealed to me with each undone button. He was beautiful, really. Not just the way he looked, but the way he moved, spoke, and cared for me. He had a charisma I had never seen in anyone before, he was almost electric. He finished unbuttoning his shirt and untucked it, letting the sides fall to his sides, covering half of his strong pecs, running along his hard, flat stomach. I feel his hand at my neck as he looks down at me and pauses, looking into my eyes, his own filled with not only lust but passion, wonder, and love, pure love. As if he didn't want anything else more in the entire world than to have me here with him, right now. He leans down and kisses me again, deeply but more slowly than before, letting his lips spread mine apart, taking the lead again. I wrap my arms slowly around his shoulders as I feel his tongue slowly enter my mouth and I greet it with my own, letting them slowly play together as I feel his hand sliding down my chest, down my own flat stomach and to my pants. His hand slides over and unbuckles my belt with near expert precision. He slowly pulls his tongue from my mouth before kissing down to my neck again, causing my entire body to flex as he unbuttons my pants. He kisses down along my shoulder, biting lightly as he unzips my jeans and slowly grabs the side of them. "Lift your hips up, baby." He says, a both of electricity shooting through my body as he calls me baby, almost commanding me to do as he says and raise my hips. My jeans are gently tugged down to my knees and I finish the rest, shaking them off my slender legs, leaving me in just my socks and black boxer briefs. He kisses back up to my lips, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth, causing me to sigh slightly before he lets it go. He looks down at my body and then back up to me, into my eyes. "Your beautiful, son." He smiles softly and then I feel a small breeze of cool air as he begins to tug my underwear down. I feel my 5" rock hard cock pulling against the fabric as he does before it slips out and lightly slaps against my lower stomach. I lean up and kiss him, causing him to groan with a little surprise as his hands pull my underwear down to my knees. His hands rub up and down my slim but toned thighs, now naked to his touch. I kick my underwear off and take my socks off with my feet, leaving me completely naked underneath my own dad. He kisses down to my neck again but keeps going, down my chest, stopping and taking my left nipple between his lips, causing a soft moan to escape my lips yet again as he flicked his tongue across it, damn he was good at that. He moves further down, leaving a soft, slow trail of kisses all the way down my tight, young abs. He kept going past my bellybutton, kissing to the side of my throbbing cock, his stubble rubbing against it causing my hips to buck, my cock seeking some kind of attention. I hear him chuckle at this and he kept going, kissing between my legs and balls. I feel him place his hands on the back of my thighs and lift them up, wrapping them around his head slightly. Where was he going? Shouldn't he be going for my dick? I mean, that's what all gay guys go, right? My train of questions was soon interrupted as quick breath is pulled past my lips, my eyes shooting open as I feel his lips kissing across my asshole. I sit up a little bit, looking down at him, his hands sliding down my thighs and to my small, round ass, lifing me up a little bit as he kisses a circle around my hole again. "Dad..." I whisper, caught up in the passion and the heat of the moment as I feel his tongue lightly pass up my virgin hole. I look down at him and he looks up at me, into my eyes past my cock and raises an eyebrow at me. "Don't stop." I say, almost begging him not to stop the flood of new and amazing sensations he is giving to me, his son. I see his lips spread in a smile in the dim light and he gently squeezes my ass. "Don't worry, I won't" His tongue runs along my hole again, circling it a few times before I feel a little pressure. The tip of his wet tongue slides into my asshole, into me, and a loud boyish moan escape my lips as my head falls back into the bed, my hand instantly grabbing his hair. He moans as I do this, his breath hot against my soft skin as he slides more of his tongue into me, wiggling it inside of me, exploring the inside of my young ass. My breathing his heavy and I can feel myself sweating slightly as he works his own sons ass with his tongue, stretching out the virgin ass, exploring the inside of it as he almost laps it up, his own breathing heavy and fast. I hear him kick off his shoes as he continues to eat me out, moving his head with my ass as he drops me to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. He pulls his tongue out and spits on my boyhole as he tugs his pants down and kicks them to the floor with his shoes. He leans back and places a hand on my hip, slowly rolling my over, pulling my ass into the air slightly. His tongue finds it way back to the circle of muscles and manages a sigh from me as it slides back in, slicking it up and it stretches out. "Fuuuucckkkk..." I can't help but to sigh as it does, my throbbing teen cock leaking clear precum onto the bed in little spurts. His hands find my ass again and grab it, scratching it a little bit a he plays with my cheeks, forcing his entire tongue deep inside of me. "Dad, please." I tell him, almost begging as he slaps my ass before taking his shirt off, tossing it to the floor with his other clothes. Slowly he works a finger into me, causing me to jump a little but then relax as I get used to the sensation, his tongue doing a nice job of lubing his finger up as it probes inside of my ass. I feel my cock flex for a moment, a new spurt of precum leaking out onto the bed, my breathing pretty much panting at this point. "If you're going to take me and have me, take me all the way. Tonight." I tell him, not being able to believe the words coming from my own mouth, admitting that I wanted my father, his cock, his own seed that made me inside of me. He moans and I feel him tugging his underwear down, kicking it with his other clothes on the floor. I look over my shoulder as I hear it collide with his skin and my stomach drops. It was big, maybe not gigantic but much bigger than mine, and definitely bigger than average. From what I could see though, it seemed to be the perfect dick. A nice piece of meat, nearly straight with a slight curve upward, a nice and tight circumcision, a slightly flared and engorged head on top of the moderately thick shaft, that no doubt was of course because he was so turned on. What did I know about dicks though? That was the first one I had seen other than my own. He reaches down and slowly slides his finger back into me, causing my hips to lift up naturally, almost primally. "It's probably going to hurt at first, Jake." He whisper as he leans down on top of me, kissing between my shoulder blades, his cock grinding between my round, firm asscheeks. "But I'll go slow and we can take our time." He kisses his way up to the back of my neck and I reach around, grabbing the back of his head, shuddering a bit as his cock grinds between my cheeks. "We've got all night, son." He reaches across the bed and opens a nightstand drawer, pulling out a small bottle of lube. "It's going to be tight so you'll just have to make yourself relax, Jake. I don't want to hurt you." I hear the bottlecap flip open and some of the liquid being poured out as I close my eyes and lay on a pillow, hearing him lubing up his cock behind me, my dad getting ready to take his own son's virginity for himself. "I probably won't last too long, either." He admits, placing the lube on the nightstand. I hear him give his cock a small jerk before his fingers find my hole again, working some lube around it and into it a little bit. "I'm so happy you decided to do this with me, son." He wipes his hand on the bed and then straddles my legs, pulling them together with his own legs, his thick cock leaking a little of it's own precum on my ass. "Just try to relax, we'll take it slow." He rubs my back with his free hand reassuringly. "It'll feel good after a little bit, you'll just have to get used to it." I didn't have any doubt in my mind that I would get used to it. Here I was, naked with my dad, my cock hard beyond belief, leaking precum on my dad's bed as he lines his cock up with my virgin boyhole and talks me through what it's going to feel like. I feel him gently take my chin and turn my head to face him, jeez was it an amazing sight. I never thought, in a million years, something like this would happen but here I am, about to have my virginity taken by own father. "I want to see the look on your face when I first take you." He whispers, his voice shaking a little bit. I give him a nod and he presses his head lightly against my hole and he leans down and gives me a long, unbroken kiss. He pulls back a little bit, looking softly, intently, but curiously at me as he slowly lowers his hips, pressing his cock head into my hole. My jaw drops and my eyebrows raise in surprise as I feel it enter me, spreading my hole wide open, and I squint my eyes shut, the pain, while not unbearable, something unlike I'd never felt before. The pain recedes after a few moments of heavy, steady breathing and forcing myself to relax. I open my eyes and see him still looking back at me, holding still, not wanting to move forward until he knew I was okay. I give him a small nod and he slowly pushes a few more inches into me, pausing again as my tight hole stretches around his meaty cock. "Fuck, Dad." I pant as I look into his eyes, the pain drifting away as I met them, seeing that they were full of care and love for me. I breath heavily, unable to form another sentence as I slowly get accustomed to having his dick inside of me. "I know, babe." He moves his hand from my chin to my messy, dirty blonde hair, slowly running his hand through it. "Give it just a little time, it'll feel good in a minute. You already feel so good now, Jake." He leans in and give me a small, soft kiss. I nod, knowing that his words were true but I just wanted him inside me, damn it. I feel him move his hips down, sinking his cock all the way into me, his hips colliding with my ass, causing both of us to moan loudly as my boyhole stretches around his cock. "I love you, Jake. More than you will ever know." He pauses for a moment and kisses me again, slowly and softly but, passionately as well. His hips slowly move, causing his cock to slide out of me and then back into me, fucking me for the very first time. He does it again, repeating the process slowly, my moans of pain slowly draining away as I rest my head on the pillow, my hole and my entire body relaxing as I get used to the feeling of my father fucking me. He continues this slow rhythm before leaning up, placing his hands on my hips, pulling my ass up and back, moaning loudly as his cock slips deeper inside of me with this angle. "Fuck me." I pant breathlessly, my tight body coated in a thin layer of sweat as I rest my head into the soft pillow. "Please, Dad." I feel him speed up a little bit, going a little faster now as I get used to the sensation. My hole tightening and stretching with each thrust of his cock, pumping it deep inside of me. "I want you to cum inside of me." I whisper, not knowing if he was close but hoping he wasn't. The pain in my ass nearly subsides as it turns to pleasure, causing me to want more and more, never thinking I would ever feel this way. I muster up some strenght and prop myself up on my arms, looking back and watching as Dad fills me with the own dick that made me. It was a turn on for sure, I felt my own cock throbbing with each thrust, being forced against the bed. Suddenly, he pulls out of me slowly and turns my around again, laying me down on my back. I look up at him and smile, the contours of his muscles creating shadows across his body as he leans down and kisses me, his trimmed chest hair tickling a little bit as it rubs against my own chest. I smile into the kiss and even press my own tongue against his lips, feeling them part instantly with a moan. We french kiss, our tongues dancing along with each other as his strong hands pull my legs around his waist. I lay back on the bed and look up at my dad, putting my hands on his shoulders, moaning again, lips parting as I feel his cock slowly sliding back inside of me, making me feel full and... complete even? "You don't have to worry about that." He tells me with a loving and sweet smile. Even in times like this he seemed happy-go-lucky, like nothing in the world was wrong in a serious moment like this. He slowly starts to thrust again, moaning and kissing my forearm, nipping at the skin a little bit. I moan as he thrusts harder, feeling him hitting something deep inside me. His hand reaches behind me back and pulls me up to him. He looks deep into my eyes as he fucks me, a serious but longing looking in his eyes, even some happiness in there too. He kisses me suddenly and picks up the pace, his hips slapping lightly against my body with each thrust. I lay back into the bed again, closing my eyes and smiling at the sensation of getting fucked, focusing on nothing but that feeling. With every thrust, he gets a little harder and harder, driving his cock deeper into me. He must be getting close. I feel full beyond belief and get goosebumps all across my body as I feel my cock stiffen even more. Dad keeps thrusting into me and I open my eyes, looking up at him a I feel my cock give a small pump, a little bit of boycum leaking out. he keeps going and after a moment my eyebrows raise as my body tenses up. He grabs my hips and pulls me down slightly, forcing his cock up into me as my pumps, shooting load after load of my cum onto my body, onto my stomach and chest, even past my neck and onto the pillows, coating my hot young body with cum. "Fuuuuuucccckkk, babe." He moans before leaning down and kissing me. He speeds up just a little more, causing me to smile and moan with pleasure, loving the feeling now, only pleasure rocking my teenaged body now. "I'm gonna come." He whispers, kissing me abruptly. I moan into the kiss and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling myself into him, wanting to be in contact with ever inch. He give a few more pumps before stuttering and going even faster, his hips loudly slapping against me now. I feel his cock swell in my ass as he thrusts inside of me and it begins to pumped. It flares inside of me, forcing my fathers hot, sticky cum deep inside of me. He continues to fuck me, moaning loudly into the kiss, our tongues dancing widly as he breeds me with the own seed that made me. He slowly begins to stop and then slowly pulls out of me, my ass popping a little bit as it does, shutting back, holding the cum inside of me. He leans up and looks down at me, placing a hand on my cheek, his muscular and masucline body shining with a little sweat as well. His chest rises and falls rapidly with his heavy breathing as he smiles warmly and caringly down at me. "I love you so damn much, son."