Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2000 16:18:18 CET From: Jimmy ! Subject: Joeys dream of dad Warning: This text file contains sexually explicit material and situations between a grown man and his minor son. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, or if it is illegal in your part of the world, PLEASE do not read. This story is written by someone without english as his motherlanguage so please excuse my misspellings or grammar errors. Dreaming-Of-Dad (Gay, Incest) It all begun when Joey had just turned 15.. His body was long and slender. Slim but not skinny. A normal bulge in front of his jeans and an ass round enough to shape the back of his jeans into two soft domes. His goldenblond long hair sometimes swung to the front and covered his eyes. His grayishblue eyes had the look of a mystery. He was not the brightest student at school and not the most social. And at home he wasn't the sunshine either. His brothers and sisters all claimed their attention in the family. So his parents had enough worries about the children. But he loved his dad for sure. Everynight he had the same dream. --The atmosphere would be wet and sticky. Red shine on all the walls in his bedroom. And Joey was lying in bed. Naked under the thin white sheets outlining the slender body. Outlining the slender thighs and chest. His dick semi-erect because of the warmth and comfortable feeling. The door would open with a squeek. A little ray shone in letting the shadow of a big man form on the floor. A big tall man with one hand on the doorknob, the other resting on a post. Joey, asleep, would feel being looked at. And feel ever more comfortable-- In the morning the sun would shine School would suck. No sex. Still a virgin. His balls full of virgin-white sperm. Damn. He wanted to go home and jack off before his dick overflowed. Precum already kept his shorts moist and damp all day. And he touched himself through the denim all day. --Joey asleep moaned a bit. The man came closer to bed. His warm big hands caressed Joeys shoulder. Then down the chest as if he realized who was lying there. His youngest son.The man, in his early forties?, breathed softly over Joeys face which kinda reassured him in his sleep. The hands would go down the linnen. Fingers slipping through the soft bush of hair around the crotch. Rubbing up and down. Warm. The bush of hair was soft and full. The semi-erect dick grew harder. The foreskin drew back. The fingers slipped past the prick and cupped the balls. His big balls hanging away because of the warmth. The fingers cupped the balls and massaged them. The mans breathed just over his face. The mans lips barely touched Joeys lips-- In the morning the sun would shine Still no sex. Still a virgin. Still his tight ass ever tight.Joey knew he felt attracted to boys. He knew he wanted to kiss someboys cock. He dreamt about it. About the boys he took gym with, and boys he saw hanging around the yard. He liked to talk with the solitaires like himself. Punklike, pierced or tattooed... though himself he had nothing of the kind.He needed to try it. He almost had once. It was a nice memory of licking the lips of a boy he just met and fingers playing and rubbing each other dicks through the pants. His own dick was well developed. Long and slender like the rest of his body. Nice balls hanging low. Sure he was hot for sex. --Joeys dad slipped his hand past his balls and the index finger rubbed in the ass-cleavage. Up and down, lovingly. The other hand caressed Joeys nipples. Drawing circles around them and pinching them ever softly. In the dream Joey would never wake-up, even if he wanted to, longed to. He just felt sleepy and relaxed. Comfortably numb. The index finger was big . His dads hands were big. Irish workers hands. And the finger slipped in without a problem. The asshole sweaty and moist. The whole room was glowing red , as if it all went on in a giant shithole-- In the morning the sun would shine Also on the day Joey turned 15. He came home. Put his bike in the yard and entered. Some of his siblings were still at school or at work. Others were with Mom in the kitchen or in the livingroom. Joey needed to jack off. He felt horny all day now. And had gotten so used with playng with his dick it seemed liked an addiction. He headed for the bathroom, opening up his zipper. He walked up the stairs quick, a bit annoyed, walked to the bathroom door and jerked it open while stepping in. Steamfilled, the shower was on! His dad was naked underneath it. Joeys fly was open, his dick wet with precum because of all the rubbing all day....In a steamy shower his dad turned around surprised. His nice dick swung into view. He looked into Joeys face..then to his fly. "What's up son?, why do you come bargin in?" His tone was angry. "Shut the door damnit, can't you see i'm naked". Joey closed the door behind him . Keeping the steam inside. His dad turned off the water. The water dripped slowly. He stood there in all his maleness. Big strong and hairy. A nice big cock still dripping . Joey was shocked by surprise and scared. "Dad i want to be with you" Joey said. The look of his face was as if it didn't matter where they were, or if all the others in the house could come in. It just expressed longing. And then he just hugged his dad. His arms around the chest. Joeys shirt got wet. And his jeans. He held his dad tight, with his face next to dads chest. His eyes closed, and the blond hair almost was wet in streaks. Dads dick got hard by the man-to-man intimacy they suddenly shared. "It's your birthday today isn't it?". Joey felt his dads dick harden and press his jeans. And a big arm pressed his back tighter toward his father. Joey got hard too. --In the dream the finger in his ass was big, and went in and out. His ass was wet with sweat and the precum of his dick flowed and rubbed his dads hand while he was being fingered. Dad pressed his mouth just over him and Joey heared and felt his dads breath grow more heavy. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmh" Joey let out a moan. A sot one and arched his back. The finger went deeper. Dads other hand left the nipples and drew back the foreskin on Joeys prick. Dad rubbed Joeys dick and Joey felt his dads dick pressed hard on his side. Still Joey would not wake-- Outside the sun was shining Sunlight came inside the bathroom through a small window and made rays in the steam. Joey looked up and saw his dad looking hunky and angelic. And with a strange passion. He lifted his head up and his dads arm came up,stroked the back of his neck and then took his face to his own. Joeys mouth opened as his dad opened his lips. Dad pressed his lips on Joeys and tongued him hard. Joeys felt his saliva and drank. And returned the kiss. Their both dicks got hard and pressed eachother. Dads other hand went down and pinched Joeys ass then came to the front and opened the zipper. They stood there kissing and licking each others mouth and face. The steam disappeared. Joeys let his half-wet jeans down and exposed a white jockstrap. His dick was hard. Dads big wet dick pressed against his own and made the jockstrap wet and seethrough. Dad kissed him more and put a big hand in the string . His index finger knew exactly the way to Joeys shithole. Joey was out of this world and felt dreamlike. He wanted to suck the big juicy cock he knew was his fathers. He wanted Dad to fuck him in his own bed. He wanted it so bad. He wanted Dad to deflower him, make him a man here there and then, with ma and his brothers and sisters downstairs. Joey broke the kiss. And turned around and faced the door. He arched his back to show dad his asshole. He bent his knees a bit and his ass came up. He closed his eyes, the locks of hair wet and in front of his face. Time for a birthday present... Thats it for now... You can send comments to Jimmybhai@hotmail.com Would love to hear from other real-life daddies and their young sons as how they think it should continue...