Date: Fri, 7 May 2021 05:56:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: Noah
Subject: Learning to Get Along

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Learning to Get Along

I've known I was gay since I was about 13. At 18, my testosterone
skyrocketed, making me horny all of the time and giving me some nice body
hair growth. I look like a mix of my mom and dad, tall, athletically built
with brown hair. I'm nowhere close to my dad, but I have a nice diamond of
hair on my chest and around my nipples, and a good treasure trail leading
to a thick black bush and my 7 inch cock.

I never struggled with my sexuality. However, growing up in an ultra
conservative family in the rural South, I had to keep my gay porn jack off
sessions hidden, especially from my dad.

He is the stereotypical southern bigot redneck. Conservative and
overzealously religious, but hypocritical enough to also be an
alcoholic. If he had any inkling of my sexuality up to now, it would have
caused major problems. But I already had one problem: I lusted after my
dad's physique more than any other man.

My dad was tall and built. Not crazy huge, but very fit from years of
construction. He had black hair everywhere from his head to his
feet. Seriously, he was a hairy beast. Black mustache, sprawling chest,
stomach, leg, and arm hair. On the rare occasions I was able to sneak a
peak at him naked, he also had a thick patch of black pubes surrounding a
gorgeous 7 inch cock (like dad, like son). But the thing that cemented my
obsession was his ass. Not only were the cheeks coated in a spray of black
curls, but in his crack was the thickest forest of fur I've ever seen on a
man. No other ass I've seen since has been nearly as hairy or sexy, and it
made me so hard to even imagine the special spot hidden in that forest.

I had already had sex with a couple of local closeted guys, but I always
had to imagine that they were my dad because none of them lived up to his
level. And to be frank, I always found the concept of gay incest hot. My
obsessing turned my teenage brain to mush, such that I actually hatched a
plan to get what I desired so much, regardless of consequence. His ass was
worth it.

I waited until a night when my mom was at work, and dad had been drinking
all afternoon. By about 9, he had downed nearly two thirds of his case of
beer before dozing off in his boxers in the living room recliner. This was
my chance, and the small still rational part of my brain was screaming at
me about how stupid this was. But my hard dick and sleeping father
overwhelmed any sense.

I grabbed some leather straps I had prepared, and cautiously tied his hands
together behind the recliner, so that even if he woke, he wouldn't be able
to stand up. I stepped back and steeled myself for what was to happen next.

I started at his hairy pits, taking in his amazing man smell. Instant
boner. I dragged my hand down his furry torso bringing it to rest above the
bulge in his boxers. Slowly removing his underwear, his soft dick flopped
onto his stomach. The man smell of his groin hit me with a near
intoxicating effect. It made me drunk with lust. This was the closest I had
been to his naked cock. I didn't want to wake him just yet, but I couldn't
resist a taste. I stuck out my tongue and touched it to the base near his
balls, slowly dragging it up the shaft towards the head. I got a satisfying
near-instant reaction as his girth started to thicken. I rubbed up and down
a bit to get him fully hard, also causing a small drop of precum to dribble
from the top. I licked it up, and that sent a fire through me. I opened my
mouth and began to swallow my father's hard dick. He moaned a bit, but
didn't stir too much through the drunken sleep. So I pushed ahead, until my
nose was buried in his thick bush, his cock hitting the back of my
throat. He moaned more, and as I continued to lick and suck his warm,
engorged member, his eyes squinted open.

As soon as he realized it was his own son between his legs, his eyes flew
wide open and his face contorted in rage.

"You nasty little faggot, what the fuck do you think you're doing?!?"

He struggled to move, only to realize that was no longer an option. I
continued to pleasure him for a few seconds more. He continued to shout and
struggle, but with the occasional moans and groans, I could tell he was
trying to repress the pleasurable feeling of what was happening, even if he
was mad at the situation. I pulled his dick from my throat with a final
heavy slurp that made him jerk. Seeing that made me grin.

"Well dad, I'm assuming you've guessed at this point that I'm gay."

"No shit faggot. As soon as I get out of this I'm gonna beat your ass and
kick you to the curb!"

I smiled, "I thought you might say something like that. I'm prepared for
the worst. But first, let me see if I can change your mind."

"You're not going to do shit! Fucking untie me or I'll rip them off."

But he too drunk to coordinate himself, plus I had used a knot that would
only make the bonds tighter if he tried.

I looked at him very matter-of-factly, "Dad, I've never seen another ass
like yours. I tried not to think about it and put it from my head, but it
always comes back. The only way I'll ever be over this obsession is if I
try it for myself."

His eyes widened in slight terror, "what are you saying?"

"You'll see."

"You can't do this! I won't take no faggot dick in my ass. Especially not
my son's, you sick freak."

"Be that as it may, here we are. I promise dad, I don't want to hurt
you. I'll go very slow, and make you feel good. I'm hoping you might even
like it a bit."

"Fat chance, faggot!"

I just smiled again. I stood up from his gorgeous cock and stripped off my
clothes. I wanted both of us to be buck naked, face to face, skin to
skin. I grabbed his struggling ankles and threw his legs into the
air. There was my treasure: the furrow filled with black curls so thick I
couldn't immediately see his butthole. I liked him like this, the most
vulnerable position for a man- fully naked, on his back, legs in the air
with cock and ass exposed just for me. The same cock that bred me, and the
ass I was about to breed. It felt right.

I moved my face closer to his forest and inhaled. The strong scent of
pheromones and ass sweat sent me over the edge. I drove forward, plundering
the thicket until my tongue touched what I could now see was his tight
virgin pink hole. He gasped as I made contact, and inhaled sharply as my
tongue pushed past his anal ring.

"W-wait, you can't... we can't... this is so fucked..."

I ignored his weak pleas, swirling around his pucker to get him nice and
wet, loving the feeling of his ass hair on my cheeks and lips. I pulled
away for just a second to wet my finger before shoving my face back in and
redoubled my efforts. I touched his hole with the wet finger, pushing
gently until it slipped inside to the first knuckle.

He inhaled sharply, "Aaahhh... stop, this is so wrong... p-please!"

I pushed further in, moving past the second knuckle until a was all the way
in. I intentionally pushed on his prostate. He jumped a bit.

"Oh fuck... son, I'm begging you please stop. I'm your dad, we really
shouldn't..."

I inserted a second finger, repeating the process until his anus
adjusted. At this point he no longer said anything, but moaned weakly and
breathed deeply. I also noticed his dick was getting rock hard. Jackpot,
this was exactly as I wanted. With the third finger, I took my other hand
and began slow jerking his hairy dad cock with his precum that had started
to coat his head and shaft. At this his head rolled back and a deep
guttural moan escaped his throat. I knew he was ready, but I wanted to see
how far I could take him

I stood up, enjoying the lingering scent of his ass sweat, and mixed spit
and my precum with his precum, and rubbed it on my own member. I returned
to him, and started licking his hairy nipples while I jerked his dick. As
he groaned, I subtly worked my dick into his crack, rubbing it through the
fur across the tight, wrinkled flesh of his asshole.

At this incursion, he returned to his senses just a bit, "What are you
waiting for? I thought you said you were going to fuck me."

I grinned devilishly, and without ceasing any movements I looked him dead
in the eyes and said, "I want to hear you say it."

"Say what?"

"Don't be like that, you already know."

"No, I-I can't..."

"Come on, its just us men. I'm never going to tell. And like I said, I want
to make you feel really good."

"But you're my son, and this is so fucked up..."

"Cut that crap. We both know this feels great, and we're two consenting
adults. But I want you to tell me."

He turned his face to the side and mumbled quietly.

"What? I definitely couldn't hear that. If you don't want me to keep you
like this for hours, you'll speak up."

He looked me in the eyes, nervous for a second, before a flash of desire
hit his face.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now. I need to feel my son's hard dick my my ass!"

I smiled hugely, "Just relax, dad. Your boy will take care of you."

I grabbed him by the hair, plunged my tongue into his mouth, and we kissed
hard, his mustache and stubble grinding on my cheeks. I threw his legs over
my shoulders, and used my free hand to point the head of my eager rod at
his hairy hole. He was so tight I began to worry I couldn't fit, until
*pop* and my head slowly sank inside.

He screamed, "FUCK THAT HURTS!"

"Just breathe, relax, and push back on me. It hurts a bit at first, but I
promise very soon you'll start to feel fantastic."

I felt the extremely tight muscles of his sphincter loosen a bit, and my
throbbing dick slid in about another inch. I was in heaven. The feeling of
his ass hair sliding along my dick was unlike anything I had imagined, and
added so much to the sensation. Soon enough, I was all the way inside, his
warm dad hole enveloping my meat.

"You feel that? Those are my balls against your hole. Your son's cock is
all the way inside. My bush against your ass bush."

He laughed, "Ass bush, huh? Never thought about it like that but I guess it
is a bit bushy down there."

"Its my favorite thing. Its just so masculine and sexy. You've been driving
my wild for years."

"I had no idea...what I do know is that your dick feels a lot bigger than
it looks." He winced.

I chuckled, "Mine is just like yours. Its only going to feel better the
longer I'm inside you. Maybe next time, you can try fucking me," I winked.

I slowly pulled out of him, our public hair pulling apart from tangles like
velcro, until just my cock head remained. I continued this pattern, working
into a slow rhythm of driving all the way in to the hilt and back out,
building gradual speed.

Eventually he started to moan, I knew he was feeling it now. Everything was
coming together. Father and son, sharing this taboo moment of pure animal
lust. His moans turned into deep, manly grunts. My own inner animal took
over and began pounding his hole harder, my balls slapping against his ass
with each stroke. As we began to sweat, I enjoyed watching the moist hair
of his ass cling to my shaft and disappearing into his hole with each
stroke before being dragged back out with my cock. I wondered if he could
feel it. He was surely feeling something, he soon began to grunt and moan
much more loudly than before. He let out an extended groan and his ass
tightened. Within seconds, I was watching my father's cock spurt thick
white strands of his load all over his furry chest and stomach.

This was too hot, I was building to my own climax. I pulled out of his
vacuum tight hole with another satisfying pop, scooped up some of his load,
rubbed it all over my dick, then proceeded to fuck his load back into him.

"Oh fuck that was hot," he groaned. "Do it son, fucking breed your daddy
hard! Fill me with your cum!"

The entire living room smelled of sweat and sex. I looked down at my
father, this beast of a man, body hair covered in his cum, lying there in
this vulnerable position, my dick plowing in and out, with him egging me on
to fill his hot ass with my load. I felt his pucker squeeze again, and
fireworks went off in my head as I pushed all the way in, firing jet after
jet of cum into my own dad's asshole, bonding us in a way I never
imagined. Our loads mixed together inside his ass.

I collapsed on top of him, my dick still slightly pumping. We laid there
panting together for a while before he tenderly started to kiss me.

"That was the biggest orgasm that I've ever felt," he laughed, "please
don't tell your mom I said that!"

I slid my dick out of him, watching our combined loads flow, matting the
hair surrounding his pulsing hole.

"Yeah, definitely don't have any plans to tell her or anyone about this.
Especially if you were interested in possibly doing it again...?"

"We need to talk about it, but honestly I enjoyed you fucking me more than
I care to admit... either way, I have a request."

"Oh yeah?"

"Could you untie me so we can clean up before she gets home?"

End of part 1