Date: Mon, 8 May 2017 06:47:13 -0400
From: The Eagle <forbiddenwritings@gmail.com>
Subject: Shadows In The Light - Chapter One

He couldn't believe this was going to happen. Riley Callahan had always
been a good guy. He never gave his parents too many problems. He studied
hard, and had tried out for the football team when he was a freshman. At
that time he hadn't been very athletic, but his dad helped him out and he
made the team. He'd spent the last three years training and getting better
and better. Now, he was the star quarterback that the entire town knew.

That was yet another reason he couldn't believe what he was doing here.

Being an A+ student his parents had never questioned the long hours he had
spent on the computer in his bedroom. They thought he was studying,
researching, and doing his best for good grades. All of that was true, but
it certainly didn't take him hours upon hours every night. The rest of the
time he spent online chatting with people he had no business talking to.

Riley had secrets. Secrets he couldn't tell anyone about. Secrets that his
parents, his friends, and his football coach could never know about. He was
gay, and while that wasn't the big issue, it played into it. Not only did
he like boys, but he liked men. Big, burly, hairy, manly-men. It made his
young cock hard just thinking about them.

When he would see an alpha male he had to quickly remove himself or it
would be painfully obvious from the tent in his shorts. Beyond that even he
had a perverted lust for incest. He knew it was so wrong, but that was part
of the fun.

It all started when he'd seen his father getting out of the shower a couple
of years ago. He knew his dad kept in shape, but he didn't know he was the
epitome of his darkest desires.

Riley had spent hours trying to catch a glimpse of what his dad had to
offer after that. He had started going to the gym with him more hoping to
find him in the showers. He had begun spending more time with him at home.

Finally, all of Riley's effort had paid off when he had come home early
from school one day. The furnace had broken down and the school had
released the kids at noon that day. He had come home ready to do his
homework and be ready when his dad got home from work.

His dad's truck was in the driveway, but that wasn't unusual. His dad often
came home for lunch, or he would carpool with one of his buddies. That was
another fantasy topic for Riley. All of those beefy men his dad had as
friends. However, nothing would have prepared him for this afternoon.

Riley had walked into a quiet house, and he knew his dad had ridden into
work with a friend. He made his way into the kitchen and fixed himself a
couple of sandwiches and a bowl of chili. The perfect thing on a cold
winter afternoon for a growing boy. As he set the microwave to heat the
chili he gathered his books and took them up to his room.

The house was still quiet, which was very rare for the Callahan household.
Someone was always talking or the television was almost always blaring even
if no one was watching it. It drove Riley insane sometimes. College would
be different.

On his way back downstairs he noticed his father's office door was slightly
opened. This was very unusual. His dad had always called it his office, but
really it was a mancave. He did some work in there, but mostly he watched
the television shows Riley's mom wouldn't allow him to watch around the
family. He usually kept the door shut and locked so no one could get in.
Curiosity did kill the cat.

Riley crept toward the door and barely pushed it open. If he pushed too far
it would creek, so he was very careful. Riley almost fell over when his
eyes finally focused through the small sliver he could see through.

There he was. His own father. On the laptop he kept in that room.
Masturbating.

Ever since that morning he had had a constant erection and no amount of
jacking-off had helped. And then, he had found the chat rooms.

It's amazing what depraved things you can find online when you take the
time to search it out. Every fantasy you can imagine can be lived out in
cyberspace. Riley thought that is where it would all happen. He had chatted
with many `Daddies'. He'd even had phone sex with several of them allowing
him to shoot copious amounts of sperm as he and the Daddy had talked about
all of the incredibly depraved things that got them both off. He felt
somewhat better knowing that he wasn't the only one who had these fantasies.

Now he stood outside of the hotel waiting for the moments to pass. He had
met Ade online two months ago. He knew Ade wasn't the man's real name, but
he hadn't used his real name either. He might have only been seventeen, but
he knew better than to disclose real information on the internet.

For two months Ade and Riley had been talking online and exchanging their
sick fantasies with each other. Ade had a son close to Riley's age, and he
had wanted to fuck him in his football gear for years. When he had told him
about his own football career in high school he knew he had Ade wrapped
around his finger. He had spent the two months weaving a web so complex
that Ade would never forget him. He had played into his darkest fantasies
even sending him pictures of him in his jockstrap with his face hidden.

That had gotten Riley an email back with a picture of Ade's cum splashed
across the printed photo in tribute to his young son ass.

Now Riley was going to meet Ade in real life and they were both going to
fulfill their lustful fantasies. Finally the clock struck 4pm and Riley
entered the hotel lobby. His cock was already hardening in his shorts. He
had his bag slung over his shoulder with all of his football gear inside.
He knew what the plan was.

"I'm supposed to be meeting Mr. Call in room 4587. He was supposed to leave
a key for me." Riley told the front desk clerk. Ade was in a business
meeting until this afternoon, but he'd told him to come by at 4pm and get
checked into the room and he'd be there by 4:30.

"Yes, Mr. Call said you'd be coming by." She smiled at him. He could see
the concern on her face. Was she onto them? Was he being paranoid? "Here
you are, sir. The elevators are to your right, just take it to the 45th
floor and follow the signs to room 4587."

Riley was trying to play it cool, but his cock was making it hard to walk.
He had never been to such a large hotel before. His parents had money, but
they never wasted it. They were very conservative with everything they did,
especially their finances. So, he'd never stayed in a place like this. It
definitely added to the thrill.

Just as the elevator came to a stop at his floor, Riley heard his phone
chirp with an email.

`I hope you're getting settled in son. Daddy will be there in fifteen
minutes.'

Riley's heart skipped a beat and the butterflies launched into full flight
when he read that.

He slid the key card into the room a moment later and entered the large
suite. It took his breath away. There were three separate rooms. One was
the entrance and seating area with the television, couches, and a desk
where he saw Ade's things already set up. The second room was a large
bathroom with a glass shower and Jacuzzi tub. Then there was the bedroom.
It had a massive king size bed. He looked at his watch and threw his bag on
the bed. He had to work quickly.

He slipped into his jockstrap and football jersey, put some eye black under
his eyes. He looked in the mirror and he thought he looked great. Ade would
be there soon. Butterflies swarmed in his gut again.

* * *

Aiden heard the chirp of his car as he locked the doors. He walked into the
lobby of the hotel where he had reserved the room. His cock had been hard
since he woke up this morning. His wife had commented on it and dismissed
it as she usually did. He was lucky to get sex from her once a month at
this point in their marriage. That is why he had spent so many nights
locked in his office on chat rooms.

They had started as innocent flirts with women, but somewhere the tables
had turned and he had been chatting with young men who gave life to his
darkest temptations.

Aiden punched the button for the 45th floor. Luckily no one else got on the
elevator with him so it would be a straight ride up to his floor. He might
have killed someone if they'd tried to keep him away any longer. His palms
were itching and his heart was racing as the numbers ticked by.

Finally the 45th floor chimed and the door opened. He half expected a
police officer to be there to stop him from fulfilling this disgusting
fantasy. Could his cock get any harder?

Room 4587.

There it was. The key card was shaking as he extended it to the lock. The
light changed from red to green and he turned the handle.

Darkness. Quiet. Stillness. The air was cool. The air conditioner was
going, but everything else was turned off. He closed the door, and the mood
shifted. Someone was there.

He walked farther into the room. The first room was empty, but there was a
presence. Something shifted from the bedroom. Of course that's where he
would wait. No awkward conversations or attempting to find the bridge from
casual conversation to being balls deep inside of him. The kid went
straight for it. Aiden admired that.

He closed the bedroom door and turned facing the bed. He could see the
outline of his body on the bed. Only soft light filtered in from the
curtain. His face still hidden in the shadows. It was so erotic knowing
they were here for this.

He didn't speak. It might ruin it.

Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the side. A moment later
the rest of his clothing had joined it. He stood in the darkness completely
naked. He knew the boy could see his erect cock from where he was on the
bed. He heard the sharp intake of breath as he began stroking it for him.
He walked closer to the bed.

* * *

Riley watched as the older man crawled up on the bed. His young cock had
never been this hard. The man laid on the bed beside him. He felt his
fingertips move up his strong thigh. He snapped the thin line of elastic on
the top of his jockstrap.

Riley stood up and walked to the restroom. He wanted the man to see the
work he had put into this encounter. He turned the light on and walked back
to the door. Covered in the shadows again he turned so his ass was in full
view. He knew he had a killer ass and the moan that came from the bed meant
the man appreciated what he was seeing.

He turned to let the man see the jersey and the man gasped. Was something
wrong? Had Riley ruined it with the jersey?

"My son has the same jersey." The man spoke and ice cold water poured over
Riley. He knew that voice. His every fantasy and every nightmare crashed
over him at once. He stepped forward into the light. It was now or never.

"Hi Daddy." He said seductively. It was the only hope he had of getting
through this alive.

"Riley?" The shock on his face was more than apparent. Confusion. Anger.
Shock. Embarrassment. It all seemed to wash across his face at once.

"Hi Daddy." He said again.

"I...I had no idea." Before Riley could move the man was standing beside him.
He hugged him tightly and their cocks pressed against each other for the
first time. He pulled his son back at arm's length. "Are you sure?"

"Was that not you at the other end of the chat? Is it not your emails
sitting in my inbox? Didn't you read everything I typed? Of course I'm
sure."

With that he was cut off when his father lifted him up in his strong
embrace and covered his mouth with his own. The kiss was intense,
masculine, claiming, and all encompassing.

They made their way back to the bed and Aiden flipped the bedside lamp on.

"I want to see you, Baby Boy." His voice was husky and deep. His father
hadn't called him that in years. He laid back and Riley kissed him again
before moving down his body. He ran his tongue through the soft hair on his
father's chest. Inhaling deeply the musky masculine aroma. He moved farther
down and the laid between his legs.

He couldn't even begin to believe the luck that he must have to be laying
between his own father's legs. His wildest dreams didn't compare and he
wanted it to last forever. He reached up and grasped the thick cock.

"Just think, Daddy. Seventeen years ago you made me with this, and finally
I can properly thank you." He said softly before running his tongue all
around the head of the paternal cock.

"Oh fuck!" Aiden gasped, unable to control himself Riley watched as he
tilted his head back and enjoyed the sensations of his tongue. "I've wanted
your mouth on my dick for years baby boy."

He could really get used to his Daddy calling him that.

"Do you know how many nights I've spent only a room away from you dreaming
of this moment?" He asked before he kissed the throbbing cock.


"I have imagined this moment thousands of times. This moment when finally
after all of these years of waiting for both of us, I finally get to
swallow my Daddy's sperm."

Riley heard his father gasp as he lowered his mouth covering the head and
half of the shaft in one swift move. He felt his Daddy's hands move to his
head and push him farther down. That's what he wanted. Let his Daddy use
his mouth for his own pleasure. To know that he is taking his father's
penis into his throat was a huge rush for Riley.

"Oh Baby Boy! You feel so good sucking my dick. I don't want it to end, but
if you keep that up I'll be feeding you in no time." Riley heard and
started moving faster. Knowing he wanted to make this a memorable event.
Who knows if this will ever happen again and if it didn't he wanted to make
sure his father never forgot the night he fed his son his dick and creamy
cum.

"Fuck you can suck a dick! Yeah, play with Daddy's balls. Oh shit! Feels so
good when you swallow my dick. I'm going to feed you all your brothers and
sisters here in a moment."

It was nasty. It was disgusting. It was the hottest thing Riley had ever
imagined. He knew one more thing he wanted his father to feel before it was
all over.

"Holy fucking god damn!!!!!" His father screamed when Riley started humming
and vibrating his muscles around the cock that gave him life.

Salty cum erupted and splashed across his tongue. The first spurt was down
his throat before he could stop it. The second, third, fourth, and fifth
all caught on his tongue. He savored the flavor before he swallowed and his
Dad shoved him down on his cock once more. He allowed his muscles to milk
the erection that was now slowly softening in his throat. He pulled off and
shyly looked up at his father.

He smiled. The reality of what just happened was threatening to ruin
everything. He climbed up the bed and settled into the warm embrace his
father offered.

"Did you know?" Aiden asked without looking at Riley.

"Did I know what?"

"Did you know it was me you were talking to?" Finally, their eyes met.
Riley could see the lack of truth in the man's eyes. He couldn't bring
himself to think that his own father was accusing him. Not of that. Not
betrayal.

"You think I tricked you?" He said sitting up and pushing away so he could
look directly at him. If he was going to accuse him of deception he was
going to do it to his face.

"Did you know?" The words were barely audible as they slipped from his
father's lips.

"No." He could hear the pain in his own voice. "I can't believe you."

"Me?"

"Yes, you! I meant everything I said. I love you, Dad. I know I shouldn't,
but I don't care. Now you've done this and accused me of deceiving you?"
The words were finally out. Riley wiped the treacherous tear away from his
cheek.

Riley felt it before he realized what had happened. His father had tackled
him onto the bed and landed directly on top of him. He kissed him deeply
and shoved his tongue into his mouth. Riley wrapped his arms and legs
around his father holding him tight, never wanting to let go.

"Riley, I love you so much." He said looking into his eyes. "I know all of
those things I said while we were chatting, and I meant every one of them.
But above everything else I love you." He looked deep into his eyes and
felt something he never knew he was missing. Truly, unconditional love.

"Daddy, I love you too. I never dreamed I'd ever have this opportunity. I
thought you'd hate me."

"I could never hate you. I hope you don't hate me."

Riley flexed his cock up into his father's stomach. "Does it feel like I
hate you? I didn't know I could love you this much or that it would ever be
returned."

* * *

"Speaking of retribution," he whispered against his Riley's lips. He kissed
down his throat, and when he reached the hollow he bit. Not hard. Not soft.
Just enough to mark his son so that no one would dare touch him.

He then moved farther down until he was level with his Baby Boy's cock. He
had always been proud of his son, but this was an entirely new level. Few
fathers knew the pride of seeing their son's erect cock and knowing what an
amazing man he is growing up to be. However, no matter how much he grew he
would always be his Baby Boy.

Riley gasped above his father as the tongue swept around the head. The
amount of precum the young man produced was amazing. He knew he was hot,
but to know he was that hot for his Daddy was a powerful aphrodisiac.

"It's time Daddy paid his dues, Baby Boy." Aiden said before he took his
own son's dick head into his mouth. The fantasy continued as Riley placed
his hands on the back of his head.

"Oh Daddy!" He moaned and Aiden felt that shot to his libido. The moan that
fell from his son's lips was the hottest thing he'd ever heard. He looked
up, but his eyes were shut tightly. He knew that look. He also knew that
Riley wouldn't succeed in holding off on his own orgasm as he dove deep. It
had been years since he'd deepthroated a cock, but it was a skilled that
quickly returned.

"DADDY!" Riley screamed and thrust deeper. The pulsing cock was now
exploding deep in his throat, and he loved it. The feel of young power, the
way his body was pure masculine energy coming of age right there in his
father's mouth made the entire room seem to glow with energy.

He barely had finished shooting when Riley pulled him up and began kissing
him. His tongue searching his father's lips and mouth hungry for his own
cum. Aiden had already consumed it all, but he'd never stop this attention.

He rolled onto his back and pulled Riley with him. He kissed him deeply as
he laid on top of him. God, could it get any better?

"I love you, Baby Boy."

"I love you, Daddy."

He pulled Riley into his warm embrace and to the side of him where they
slowly kissed and let their hands explore each other. They both felt the
dark, cold world trying to creep into their sanctuary. However, both of
them were determined to remain here bathed in the warm light of what they'd
just done. This was only the beginning. They both felt the pull. They both
knew they belonged here in the shadows in the light.


I hope you enjoyed the story. More to come soon. You can reach me at
forbiddenwritings@gmail.com


The Eagle