Date: Fri, 1 Jul 2011 19:51:13 -0400
From: Dare Santee <daresantee@gmail.com>
Subject: Servicing My Son - Gay Incest

Author's note: This story is completely fictitious and pure fantasy.
It contains depictions of sexual acts between adults and minors. If
easily offended or if it is illegal to read such material where you
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Servicing My Son

Kneeling, digging in the cool loam of the flower bed, my mind
festered. I'd had enough of Sally's, my live in girlfriend and her two
daughter's snotty behavior toward my thirteen year old son Danny. She
pushed and connived, hoping to drive a wedge between Danny and me.
Backfiring, I ordered her out of my house yesterday.

I still see the surprise on her face when I told her to get out.
Realizing I meant it, she tried to act sweet, but I wasn't having it.
For the last year she'd been manipulative, mean, and withholding sex
to get her way. Finally fed up when she humiliated Danny in front of
her girls for having a wet dream and leaving cum stains in his briefs,
I exploded. Guys have wet dreams. Big deal. What the fuck's the matter
with the bitch? She left, but not before using her entire arsenal of
screaming, screeching, threats, whining, enticement, breaking things,
and begging.

"Hey dad, I'm going over to Dale's," Danny said from behind me.

Wheeling around I yelled, "Don't sneak up on me like that!"

Immediately I regretted venting my anger on Danny. I know Danny felt
responsible for the breakup, but I was still too angry to talk about
it. Seeing the hurt on his face, I almost wept. Misunderstanding my
look as sadness because Sally left, Danny turned and walked away
leaving me in silence.

"Hey, I'm sorry," I called.

Not looking back, he nodded, hopped on his bike with his baseball
glove dangling from the handlebars and rode off to Dale's house.

"Shit," I said to myself, falling back on my butt in the grass. I sat
for a long time, numb.

*****

Danny was born when I was fifteen. A seventeen year old girl visiting
her cousin in town for a couple of weeks heard some of the older guys
talking about me. They'd seen me in the locker room at the community
pool and told her I had a big cock for a fourteen year old. To make a
long story short, she introduced herself and seduced me – though I
like to think it was the other way around. Being my first time, not
having condoms or the money to buy any, I fucked her bareback until
she left for home. Her only complaint was the volume of cum I
produced; I flooded her. I couldn't help it. I always cum in strong
forceful contractions, heavy amounts, and the length of my orgasms are
intense. I can't cum in silence.

Six weeks later, I found out she was pregnant and named me as the
father. My parents weren't happy especially when she asked them for
money to abort. Not condoning abortion they offered to take the child.
She refused at first until they offered her a considerable sum of
money. She accepted and shortly after I was fifteen she delivered and
my mother took the baby. My parents handled all the legal stuff so we
could keep him. I had a son at fifteen. We never hid it from Danny
that I was his father.

Growing up, my two best buds, loved Danny as much as I did. And he
loved them. After college, I bought a small house in the country, took
Danny with me, set up a home office for web design, and went to work.
Today at twenty-eight my business is successful and Danny is my
paragon.

*****

It was late when I knocked on Danny's bedroom door. The tense quiet
during dinner and the evening was too much. I wanted to talk to Danny
and tell him he didn't do anything wrong.

Not getting an answer I opened the door and peeked in. Danny was lying
on his side in his briefs facing away from me. I walked in and sat on
the edge of his bed.

"I'm sorry I've been out of sorts for the last couple of days," I said
reaching out stroking his bare back. "Can you forgive me?"

"I'm sorry dad. I can go live with grandma and granddad if that will
help bring Sally back for you." Danny stayed facing away from me.

"Hey buddy. Look at me," I said touching him again.

Danny rolled on his back with his arm over his eyes. I lifted his arm.
Tears squeezed from beneath tightly clamped lids.

"Aw man, I don't want her back. Shit, I'm glad she's finally gone," I
said lifting Danny, cradling his head against my hairy chest,
something he always loved to do when he was younger.

"For real? You're not mad at me?" Danny asked.

"No way. You're my best mate."

"Why didn't she like me, dad?" Danny asked.

"I think she has a problem with everyone. It just took me a while to
see it. Guess I was thinking with the head of my peter instead of the
head on my shoulders when I first met her."

Danny chuckled; breathing onto my chest. The warmth fluttered the hairs.

"She's gone. I'm glad. Good riddance. Let's don't talk about her
anymore," I said.

"Okay," Danny said, but didn't move his head off my chest.

I looked down across his pubescent male body. Like his mother, his
black hair was thick and shiny. He had my Roman nose and eyes with
those damned thick eyebrows and long lashes that my buddies teased me
about being prettier than a girl's. Rich coral lips and square chin
made him all male. His ears stuck out a little, giving him character.
In the last six months, Danny had grown two inches. It looked like he
was going to be as tall as my six-foot two-inches or maybe taller. He
had Long legs showing the first wisps of dark hair.

I gazed at the bulge in his briefs. Realizing it had been a long time
since I'd seen him naked I wondered how he was developing. The size of
his package looked nice. I felt a moment of pride.

Moving onto the bed I sat up against the headboard. Danny sat beside
me, our legs touching.

In the immediate silence I noticed Danny checking me out. After Sally
and her girls moved in I always wore pajamas or clothes of some sort
when I left my room. Tonight I was in boxer briefs. It had been over
three years since Danny saw me like this.

"Dad, you think I'm going to be as hairy as you?" Danny asked.

"There's a good chance. I looked like you when I was your age."

"Good. I'd like to look like you," Danny said.

"Speaking of hair since you brought it up. You got any down there
yet?" I asked nodding toward his crotch.

Blushing, Danny nodded. "A little."

"I know you can squirt semen, because I saw the stains in your
briefs," I teased mussing Danny's hair. "Kind of looked like you came
a lot. I love wet dreams, just don't like the mess afterwards, because
I cum a lot too."

Turning red again, Danny grinned.

"I guess they teach you guys in school about sex, how things work,
condoms, being safe, responsibility, and all that stuff, but you know
you can talk to me about the things you might not want to ask or talk
about in school."

"Like what?" Danny asked.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe stuff your friends and you talk about but
aren't quite sure what you're hearing is right. Or you want to know
more about something, but don't want to seem uncool by asking your
buddies."

We sat in silence, at ease, aware of each other.

"Dad, can I ask you something now?"

"Sure sport," I said.

"I already know I'm bigger than most of the guys in my class except
for Dale, but I hear most of the guys talking about squirting four to
seven times when they cum. I squirt a lot more than that. Is something
wrong with me?"

I smiled. "No. I do the same. The women don't always like the bigger
mess I leave in or on them, but it feels so damn awesome. And once
they find out how much jizz I shoot they won't let me cum in their
mouths at all. I'll just have to find me a lady someday who won't
mind. Then I'm going to keep her and fill her up with my cock cream,
top to bottom."

Danny laughed. "If they're that hard to find, maybe if you find one
first or if I do we can share her."

"It's a deal," I laughed.

"How come if guys my age are always so horny and love sex so much it's
so hard to find someone to have sex with?" Danny asked. "I don't think
it's fair we have to wait to have sex."

"I often wondered that too when I was your age. Let me tell you, it
doesn't always get any easier when you're older. Sally hardly let me
do it with her in the last year. I'm as horny as a teenage boy. I
would love to have someone to service me on a regular basis, and I'm
talking sometimes more than once or twice a day."

"Yeah, me too. You got any ideas?" Danny grinned in a tease.

"Just between you and me, I always wondered why more guys don't help
each other out occasionally. That sure would alleviate a lot of
constantly horny men and boys."

"Have you done it with any of your buddies?" Danny asked; his eyes
big, wondering.

"No," I shook my head laughing. "It's fun to think about, but not sure
in reality how that would go down asking my buddies to suck me off."

"Would you suck them too, if they agreed?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, I guess I'd have to. Wouldn't bother me. If women can do it and
gay guys can do it, I guess I could let a man put his peter in my
mouth and enjoy the warmth until he got off."

I noticed the bulge in Danny's briefs enlarging. He was staring at mine too.

"I've got to get to bed sport. Got to work tomorrow; then off for the
weekend and no more school for you the rest of the summer. We'll do
something together this Saturday and Sunday. Just you and me," I said.

On my way out the door I turned and smiled at Danny pointing to the
obvious bulge in his briefs. "Maybe you could hint for one or more of
your buddies to help each other out and service each other. That would
help take care of that thing."

Danny threw a pillow at me and I ducked, laughed, and closed the door
again heading toward my room.

*****

I slept well. Better than I had in the last three years. Getting up,
showering, and heading for the kitchen I knocked on Danny's door.
Today was the last day of school before summer vacation. When he
didn't answer I opened the door. His bed was empty and made.

Sounds from the kitchen let me know where he was. Joining him, he had
bowls, spoons, cereal, and milk waiting on the table. The coffee pot
was brewing. I didn't have the heart to tell him it smelled strong.

"Good morning sport," I said entering the kitchen.

"Morning dad."

"You sleep okay?" I asked.

"The best," Danny said.

"Me too."

"Dale's dad is driving us to school this morning and picking us up.
His treat because it's the last day."

"Since you're getting off early today, I might knock off early too and
we'll do something. You have anything in mind?" I asked.

Danny looked at me. I could see the thought mechanisms grinding in his
glistening midnight eyes. "Well?" I asked with a chuckle. "That isn't
a million dollar question. There are no wrong answers."

"I was wondering..." A car horn honked. Dale and his dad were here to
take Danny to school. Danny pushed back from the table rushing to pick
up his bowl and put stuff away.

"Wait. I'll take care of the table. Wondering what?" I asked.

He hesitated and then blurted in one breath. "I was thinking about
last night. I'll service you if you service me. We can help each other
cum. I trust you more than anyone."

If a rock hit me between the eyes, I probably couldn't have looked more stunned.

When I didn't answer Danny grabbed his book bag and ran for the door.

I didn't want him to leave with my indecision on his mind all day.
He'd been through enough emotional discord lately for a thirteen year
old. I caught him at the door. "I love you sport." I said mussing his
hair. "That came as a bit of a surprise. We'll talk about it when you
get home. Is that okay?"

Danny looked into my eyes and held my gaze. "I love you too dad," he
said and ran out the door to the waiting car.

*****

The day drug on as agonizingly slow as Christmas night to an excited
kid. I gave up trying to work, my concentration drifting to Danny. At
midday my pacing stopped when I heard the gravel crunch in the drive.
Listening to a car door close and a shouted `see you later' I jumped a
little when Danny came in the front door.

Instead of coming to my office like he sometimes did, he went straight
back to his room. "I might as well get this over with and end his
misery," I mumbled to myself getting up to find him.

His door was open and he was changing his clothes.

"How'd it go today?" I asked making small talk.

"Fine. I'm going over to Dale's. We're going to hang out for a while."

I studied him. He seemed okay. He must have forgotten about me saying
I'd knock off early and we could do something.

"Okay. Be home in time for dinner. Oh, I almost forgot. You know that
thing you asked me this morning?" I said.

Danny froze and dropped his head. "Sorry dad. I was just being..." his
voice trailed off.

"I have an answer for you, but I guess you're not interested in
getting sucked off anymore," I said.

Danny's head jerked up looking at me. "You mean it? You're really
going to suck me off?"

"Yeah, but you have to suck me too. Isn't that what you said this
morning?" I said.

"Dad I promise. I will suck you too, as much as you want." Danny's
voice quivered in excitement.

"So we both understand. Stop means stop and no means no if you want to
change your mind. If we're going to do this I want someone who will
let me cum in their mouth. It's kind of a fantasy dominate thing for
me thinking about shooting my jizz in another guys mouth. You can cum
in mine too because I don't mind being submissive either. Tell me when
you're going to cum so I have your cock in my mouth. Sounds like you
cum a lot like me so we're both going to have to learn to take it."

"The most erotic sex organ is your brain. Talk dirty if you want. I
will. Let yourself go and feel. I'm going to explore and play with you
until you squirm with happiness. I'm going to clean myself good and
let you fuck me too. My gift to you, but eventually you're going to
have to pay me back."

Danny's eyes were big. He nodded agreeing to everything I said. "I
can't wait to fuck for the first time."

"Call Dale and tell him you can't make it until later. Take a shower.
I want you squeaky clean from head to toe. Just put on some clean
underwear and come to my room." I left listening to Danny telling Dale
he'd call if he could get away later because he had some chores to do.

*****

Coming out of my bathroom into my bedroom, I wiggled my eyebrows at
Danny sitting in his underwear on the edge of the bed. There was no
hiding his erection. The kid was primed and ready. I leaned over and
smelled him, kissing him on the top of his damp head working my way
down to his shoulders and up to his mouth. Gentle at first, I began to
probe with my tongue. He was a quick study and returned my ardor
tenfold.

"Dad, you're taking my breath away," Danny moaned, but wouldn't stop kissing me.

I picked Danny up like a man carrying his bride across the threshold
and sat him on my lap in front of the computer. "Cock sucking
demonstrations for both of us," I whispered kissing the back of his
neck and shoulders while we watched adult videos of men sucking other
men. My hands ran all over his young body, lightly sweeping his junk
making him whimper.

Leaving the video playing I carried Danny to the bed. Shucking my
boxer briefs I stood proud exhibiting my large cock to my son. Pushing
him back on his elbows he watched as I knelt between his legs and
peeled down his briefs.

It was déjà vu. This was going to be like sucking myself off at
thirteen. His cock was larger than other boys, just like mine was.
Wisps of dark down circled the base of the shaft. Already hints of his
treasure trail were developing. "You're beautiful," I whispered.

"So are you," Danny said.

Leaning in I kissed and licked his boy sac running my lips partially
up his shaft. He shuddered.

Manhandling him I turned him on the bed and positioned myself in a
sixty-nine position with his crotch in front of my face. The first
touch of his hands fondling my junk sent delightful tremors up my
spine. We explored with our hands and eyes, burning each other's
maleness in our touch and memory.

And then it happened. I felt the wet sweetness of his mouth taking me
in, making love to me, working to bring me pleasure.

The scent of freshly showered boy cock intoxicated me. His soft down
fluttered with each breath I exhaled. The leaking shaft hypnotized me,
beckoning, enticing, inviting; guiding him toward my lips I let the
head slip into the moist warmth of my mouth a fraction at a time. All
boy, all male, his first time, it was too much. Hardening like steel
in an instant, he exploded, almost drowning me in boy cream, but I
wouldn't back off. This was his moment. He groaned in exquisite
release around my cock and kept feeding me his cream.

When Danny's cock contractions finally stopped I pulled off long
enough to swallow and engulfed him again holding his butt keeping his
in place. He was young, first time; he'd cum again without needing a
break. I began to gently fuck his face. He matched me fucking my mouth
until I couldn't take it any longer. Removing my mouth from his
thirteen year old peter for an instant, I wanted to warn him.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum."

Danny nodded with my cock in his mouth trying to take me deeper, loving me.

"Fuck sport, here it cums! Aw fuuuccckkk! Take it." Tingling from the
roots of my hair to the tips of my toes I detonated, spurting, unable
to stop. Warm creamy squirt after squirt shot into my son's thirteen
year old mouth. He was taking it.

In my excitement I swallowed his young cock. Grunting and fucking my
face, he fed me again. The hot blasts of teenage semen pooled across
my tongue and the back of my throat.

We both rolled onto our backs, sucking in air, filling our lungs.

Swinging around on the bed I grabbed him pulling him on top of me. He
snuggled his teen chest against my hairy one. Eyes shining, he
grinned, "Fucking awesome! When can I fuck you?"

Wrapping my arms around him, holding him, I laughed until we heard a cough.

Rolling apart we saw Danny's thirteen year old friend Dale standing in
the doorway. We froze. Fear immobilized me for an instant as I looked
into Dale's eyes. I couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but I
didn't sense disapproval. I relaxed a bit, but still kept my guard.

"I came to help Danny with his chores, but that looks like more fun.
Ain't never had a blow job. I'm thinking I should drop my drawers and
get you two white guys to suck me off," Dale said starting to undress.

Danny and I watched dumbfounded as Dale undressed. Dale, a skinny
black thirteen year old boy shook out his substantial junk when he was
naked. I couldn't help but admire him.

"What are you thinking?" I asked Danny.

With a wink to me and a grin, Danny motioned for Dale. When Dale got
close to the bed, we jumped him and pinned him, all of us laughing. He
kept trying to cover his crotch, but we fondled him until he relaxed.
Surrendering, Dale said spread his legs playfully announcing, "I give
up. I'm all yours. Do me."

Leaning up on my elbow I scanned Dale. Handsome smile, slender, rich
dark chocolate, whispers of curly black pubic hairs, and a proud
leaking erection pointing toward his belly button.

Surprising me, Dale reached out taking Danny's cock in his hand. He
began jacking it. Without hesitation, Danny got on his knees and
scooted toward Dale's face. The erotic contrast of seeing Danny's
white cock disappear in Dale's mouth was beautiful.

Danny positioned himself over Dale in sixty-nine and licked the teen's
dark balls and shaft. Dale whimpered in pleasure.

"Suck me. Please." Dale begged Danny.

Danny placed his cock back in Dale's mouth with a frisky motion.
"You're going to love it. Here goes," Danny went down on Dale's thick
chocolate tube.

Dale humped up, trying to get more into Danny's mouth. Letting Danny's
dick slip out of his mouth Dale repeated, `suck it, suck it, suck it..."
over and over.

"Oh my god. I'm going to nutt. You want it?"

Danny stayed on him.

"Yeah, yeah, suck it, suck it bitch, fuucckkk, shiiiit, I'm cumming!
Ungh, ungh, ungh." Hips raised off the bed, Dale grunted with each
creamy jet flowing into Danny's warm mouth.

Coming down from his high Dale smiled at Danny. They bumped fists.
"You da man," Dale wiggled his eyebrows at Danny. "You want me to suck
you now?"

"I have a better idea," Danny said.

What's that?" Dale asked.

Let's fuck my dad's hairy butt," Danny grinned.

Both boys were on their knees on the bed facing me their perpetual
teen hardons bouncing.

"Shit, might as well get this over with. Lube me and your cocks," I
laughed, grabbing lube from the nightstand, lying face down on the
bed, and presenting my fuzzy bubble butt for them to fuck. Closing my
eyes I waited.

I felt the cool lube and fingers exploring me where no male but a
doctor had touched before. Keeping my eyes closed, I was mounted by
Danny. My son's thirteen year old cock probed for my opening. Finding
the target he took his time entering me.

All the way in he rested. I felt his cock contract. He was grunting,
ejaculating in me. Instead of pulling out he positioned himself prone
on my back kissing the back of my neck. Still hard, he started fucking
me.

"Damn, doesn't that thing ever run out of juice," I groaned under him.

"That was just extra lube dad," Danny laughed. "Now I know what I want
to do with you this weekend."

"Fuck yeah. I know where I'm spending my weekends and most of the
summer," Dale said.

Danny dismounted without cumming. "You want a go at him?" Danny asked
Dale like they owned me; their whore.

I felt Dale's dark teen cock enter my body. Lowering his weight on me
his chocolate hands grasped my wrists. I felt his breath on the back
of my head.

They fucked me.

*****