Date: Mon, 19 Apr 2021 13:34:50 -0400
From: Mark Newsen <newsenmark@gmail.com>
Subject: My Best Friend Kyle's Dad (Incest)

Hi, I can tell you my very first experience in a steam room/sauna on a
cruise ship was in 2004, I was 14. I went with my friend and his dad on a
cruise. I had only known them both since I was 12, but I had stayed over
their house for lots of sleepovers. I had started weightlifting at 12,
which was way too early, but I became addicted, so my body when I was 14
was pretty ripped and I looked older too. Anyway, my friend's parents
were already divorced when they moved into our neighborhood, I never met
his mom, but got the sense that she had left them. The reason why I am
telling you so much background is because it explains a lot of what
happened on that 14-night cruise.

From the very first time I went over to my new friends house I could tell
that their relationship was different, for example when we would be
playing video games after school and his dad came home from work, his dad
who was a massive man 6'5, beefy football player body, was very hands on
with his son, lots of hugging, kissing, like cheek and top of head, lots
of hugging, that kind of stuff. I was not raised at all in a touchy kind
of family, my parents are both surgeons, very good to me but very
distant, I knew their work/patients came first.

Seeing me for the first time when I was 12 his dad commented on my size
(I had been lifting like insane for 6 months) and his comments fed my
ego. The very first time I spent the weekend there, he told me he wanted
to have a pose down with me later that night. A bit about my friend,
Kyle. Kyle was very small for his age, I later learned that he was born
premature, was asthmatic, and was just 4 lbs at birth, he was very thin,
and a few inches shorter than me. He had his dads' green eyes and hair
color, but he looked 9 or 10, not 12. He was awesome at video games, very
smart, but extremely shy. He was that type of person that you immediately
feel protective about, and he was totally into me, I was like his instant
hero/best friend. Again, he, like his dad, was so good at stroking my
ego, giving me compliments, always about my body, my looks. My parents
were complimentary too about my grades but not about my body, or sports.

The first night I stayed over Kyle, fell asleep before me, he was not
even close to a late night guy, and his dad had told me after Kyle fell
asleep to go down stairs and find him I had had a few sleepovers with
friends and there was always you know some sexual exploring, never more
than a BJ, but Kyle was like the best in that department. He sucked the
cum right out of me, and was really into kissing, which was new to me. He
also was into licking and sucking parts of my body, my arm pits which
felt weird and tickling like, my cock and balls, and my asshole. I had
never been rimmed before, or even knew what it was but he showed me.
After he fell asleep I went into his bathroom and gave myself a sponge
bath, sounds weird but I did not know if I should have used his shower,
it was my first night there. I put on my pajamas and went downstairs to
go find his dad.

His dad was in the living room shirtless reading his newspaper, he
stopped when he saw me coming down the stairs. He got up and asked me if
I wanted a Coke and told me to have a seat on the couch. He came back
into the room and I got a really good look at his body, he was huge and
hairy! Massive guy, the kind that looks big with his shirt on but even
bigger with his shirt off. He caught me staring and laughed and did a
quick double bicep pose, exposing his densely hairy armpits. I could not
stop staring at his pecs, they were so huge and round, his nipples a
very light pink against his pale furry chest. Those nipples were engorged
and huge, the size of silver dollars maybe even larger. Kyle also
has very large nipples for his body size. I was just staring, and
staring.


He laughed and told me to follow him to his basement. I did and it turned
out to be like a small gym. Weights and benches and a treadmill, and one
whole wall was a mirror. He said he wanted to pose with me in front of
the mirror, like bodybuilders do onstage.

I followed him to the wall and he started to take off his pants and he
had no underwear on. I had seen my dad nude a couple of times as a young
boy, but just briefly. Kyle's dad was hairy all over and huge, just huge
down there even soft. I was just starting at that age to compare myself
and I knew I was very large next to my friends, but his dad looked so
much bigger than mine. So he looked at me and told me to strip, but I was
just staring at him. I mean like deer in headlights staring. He laughed
and came over and started to unbutton my pj top, and then he pulled down
my bottoms including my underwear. I just stood there, like a puppet
lifting each foot out of my PJ bottoms. He stood behind me and pulled me
back close to him. I was watching myself in the mirror and I saw him and
felt him, but I just stood there. He then told me in order to do a proper
pose down we would need to get oiled up. Again I heard him but was not
comprehending what he was saying like he was far away. He just laughed,
and walked to a shelf and brought back a bottle of oil. He then poured
some on my back, and started really rubbing it into my back and
shoulders. While he was doing this he was becoming hard. I was not until
he was oiling my pecs and when he oiled my nipples I kind moaned loud
because his son nearly sucked and chewed them off an hour before and he
started commenting me on my body, but really working his huge hands and
fingers over my nipples, telling me I must be "wired" I had no idea
what that meant, but it felt both painful and so good. I was now
throbbing hard. He went lower to my abs, ignoring my boner, he
started massaging the oil onto my ass and into it. Again I was startled
and he kept complimenting me as his huge finger kept brushing at the
entrance to my ass. As he entered my asshole I felt him kiss the top of
my head telling me I  had a "magnificent" body. I was just so overcome
that I did not mind how much his finger was hurting my asshole. He then
did my hamstrings, my quads , and calves. He then when and grabbed a jar
and spread some their stuff on his fingers and entered me again and this
time I felt this powerful urge to pee and cum, but he pulled and coated
my cock and balls with a very tight painful grip, then he handed me the
bottle of oil and told me to do him.

He got down on his knees, I did his back, my engorged cock head grazing
his skin as I rubbed the oil all lover his massive wide back, I reached
around did his hot arm pits, and reach around to his pecs and I
just grazed his nipples I went to go lower to his abs but he told mr to
sop and do his nipples with my fingers, "do them like a man, twist and
crush them" I had never like hurt someone I mean except in wrestling one
time, and I rember feeling bad and excited when that happened, anyway I
twisted really hard and he moaned, and told me to look at "his fucking
cock how huge I was making it." He then stood up and told me to do his
ass. Kyle's dad's ass was huge, it was like two huge basketballs, so
tight and hard those hairy cheeks were, he had to bend over a bit so I
could work 2 then 3 then 4 fingers in, rubbing and thrusting. He then
suddenly stood up, did a double bicep pose and told me to rub the jar
stuff onto his "meat" and really use my fingers and hands to really get
every inch. I was not going hard enough and he kind yelled at my to crush
his cock, and his huge peach sized very low hanging balls, really give
the a "fucking squeeze."

I was doing all this while also looking at the mirror, his cock was
leaking like crazy, something we both had in common. He then told me to
stop and we started posing alongside him copying  his poses.
He began commenting on my body, telling me where I needed to improve.
This was both amazing and exhausting. I was sweating under my oil, posing
I never knew was so hard. I finally had to stop, and he just laughed. He
did a couple more and then went and grabbed some towels and very roughly,
mean I thought my skin was going to come off, toweled the oil off of me.
He did the same for himself, he grabbed my Pjs and his pants and told me
to head up stairs, I put one foot on the stairs and he told me to walk up
them slowly. I got about halfway up, and he held my hips as he starting
biting my ass cheeks, and then showing his huge tongue in my ass, I was
out of breath. He kept  pulling me back against his face as he rimmed me,
and grinding his beard into my hole, which hurt, like a wire brush, then
sucking on my ass and grinding it. Finally he stopped and just pushed me
up the stairs. I sort of stumbled into the living room and he told me to
follow him into his bathroom. I did and he said we were going r=to wash
the oil off, and we did, nothing happened sexually in the shower though
we were both hard. We both toweled of and he told me to sit on his bed.

He sat next to me and he again talked about the progress that I needed to
make, and that he was going to talk to my dad about "training me" I
sort of knew the term but not much. At this point weight lifting was like
a hobby I was really good at but just fir seeing my muscles grow and get
compliments, not that I took it seriously. We talked and then he told me
he was going to spend the weekend fucking me. He said it just like that.
Long story short, by the time I was 14, and went on that cruise I was
very mature sexually, sorry for the long back story but I wanted to show
you where I was sexually by the time I was 14.

Do you want me to tell you about that first cruise?

Mark