Date: Sat, 26 Mar 2022 16:22:02 +0000 From: Jay Spear Subject: Tequila Truths (Eric & Dad) My stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. This story deals with relationships among male family members. If that fantasy bothers you, stop reading. If you like this story, check out my Patreon! Lots more content there: patreon.com/jayspearstories The Nifty Archive has been a fantastic resource to all of us! Please consider supporting them with a donation: https://donate.nifty.org/. Tequila Truths: Eric and Dad By Jay Spear Dad, we should talk about this. Shhh, you're drunk son. Just shower off and get to bed. No, Dad. I'm not that drunk. You are. Your pores are oozing tequila. I'll put the bottle down. Look. There, I stopped. Let's talk about it. I can tell you're mad. We'll talk about it in the morning. I don't see why you're so upset. Not now, son. It was just a night of fun. You've had those. Probably still do. Eric, that man was twice your age. So what? This was supposed to be a family vacation. We're supposed to be spending time together. And then you disappear to drink tequila with some middle aged sales guy you met at the hotel bar. Which of those things is actually troubling you? Son. *Dad.* Look, I'd happily spend time with you. I've tried, but you've been avoiding me this whole trip. It happens every time I try to talk with you, or do something with you. I mean, I invited you down to the bar with me. I had to work. So what's wrong with me going then? I'm 22 and graduating soon. I should have a little fun before I become a working stiff like you. And your fun was...some guy. I don't see the problem with that. He was nearly my age! He could be my brother. Yeah, maybe. He kinda looked like you, huh? Son, that's not healthy. It's what I wanted, Dad. Son... Tonight that's exactly what I wanted. Some guy about your age, your long lost brother, maybe--" Eric, you shouldn't let older men take advantage of you. No one took advantage of me, Dad. I suggested we go up to his room. He bought the tequila along the way. And then he got you drunk. I got myself drunk, Dad. Did he touch you? Yeah, Dad. Why do you think we went up to his place? Did he take advantage of you? Dad, I wanted him to fuck me. Nothing happened that I didn't want. Jesus, son. Does that bother you, Dad? It does. Why? I...I don't know. It bothers you that I met a man and went off with him. That I kissed him first, maybe. Or that we touched, everywhere. That we fucked. Those things bother you. A much older man. Yeah, an older man looking...you said it, Dad. He looked like he could be your brother. And when were kissing, Dad, and when I closed my eyes... With the tequila giving everything a nice and warm and fuzzy feeling... It was like I was kissing your brother, if you had one. Or like I was kissing you. *Son.* It felt so good, Dad. Kissing him like that. Feeling everything like that. I just opened right up to him. Eric. He slipped inside me so easily, and he fucked me so gently, so deeply, while I just looked at him and imagined... I just got lost it in all. I just wanted--needed--him to fuck me. I don't need the details. And when he got close, he whispered to me, "I'm gonna cum inside you, baby boy." Jesus. And I told him, "I wanna feel it, Daddy." *Son.* So is that it, Dad? That's the issue? Eric, let's stop talking about it. This isn't the time or the place. When are we gonna talk about it, Dad? We've been dancing around this for years. Let's get it out. This is dangerous ground. Just put the bottle down, son. You've had enough. Have I, dad? I don't think I've had nearly enough tonight. I want more. Looks like you do too. What do you mean? I can see your semi, Dad. Eric... It's OK, Dad. I'm hard too. And I've seen you like this before, you know. Seen you adjust yourself when I put on my Speedo to go to the pool. Seen you tenting when we watch sports together and I make an offhand comment that I wouldn't mind get fucked hard by the QB. I've felt yours jump and pulse against my crotch when I surprised you with a bear hug. It's like a reflex, son. Dicks swell and they shrink for tons of reasons. You know that. But what it if I'm the reason, Dad? I think I am. Eric, I'm not going to-- I get it, Dad. Because you do the same for me. Look. Pull your briefs back on, Eric. I want you to look, Dad. I want you to look at how hard I am. So fucking hard just standing here, looking at my Dad. My handsome, hairy, midd-aged bull of dad who fucked me into life 22 years ago. Can I see it, Dad? Please? See what? The cock that made me. Please, Dad. Take it out. I've dreamed about it. What it has done. What it can do. What I'd like it to do to me. Take it out, Dad. Eric, I won't-- Then let me. Yeah, there. Now we're on equal footing. Both of us being honest, cocks out, just recognizing the effect we have on each other. Can't hide it now. Eric, I...I... Shit. You look good, son. You look fucking great, Dad. Thank you for letting me see your cock. It's beautiful: so thick and powerful looking. Kind of angry looking as it's all swelled up right now and pointing to the right, like it's looking for something. Maybe this? Oh, fuck, Eric. That's-- Why'd you stop me? Your mouth felt incredible, son, but we shouldn't cross that line. Why not? If we both want to cross it? Because. And we both want to cross it, right? I mean, you can't pretend otherwise now. Look at us. Look how hard we are for each other. Despite being father and son. Or maybe *because* we're father and son. I don't know, I don't care. I just know I've wanted this for a long time. I-- You have too. You have, Dad. Can you admit it to me? I'm not going to-- *Dad.* I told you I clocked all those hardons the past two years. And when I brought Alex home for Christmas, you interrogated him about our sex life. That wasn't fatherly protection. You want to hear what it was like to fuck me. No, I-- And then you *did* hear, didn't you? That night you came down to the basement rec room, I took Alex to the laundry room to fool around. He thought it was because it would be more private than doing it on the upper floors of the house, but I did it because I knew we'd be in a place you could overhear. I didn't listen in, Eric. Of course you did, Dad! That was the point. I was louder than usual--I asked Alex to fuck me hard and I moaned a lot--knowing you were in the next room and wanting you to hear it. And you did. The TV volume got lower and lower, and we got louder and louder. You could hear everything, right? Right? OK, I heard you. How did it make you feel, Dad? I was curious. Is that all? I was turned on. Hearing you guys turned me on. That all? Think Dad. Truth time here. I was jealous. Jealous of what? Of Alex. I wanted it to be my dick in there. In you. That's right, Dad. Look how you dick jumped when you said that. Little bit of pre just beaded up, let me...there. Mmmm...that's good. So you were jealous of Alex because you wanted it to be you? Yeah. And tonight, the reason you're upset. Is it that I let him fuck me? Or is it that it wasn't you? Should've been me, Eric. Yeah, Dad. Should've been your cock sliding into me. Damn, son. Not a problem, Dad. You're still awake. I'm still awake. Shower has cleaned me off. Now let me clean you off. You're leaking more pre. I guess we can't...well, OK. Shit. Damn, son, that feels good! You've got a hot mouth there. And it feels good on Daddy's cock. Yes. Say it. I want to hear you speak to me like that. Being fully honest and open. Then get that sweet mouth back on Daddy's cock, son. Yeah, just like that. Fuck, I haven't had a blow job this good in ages. Your mom doesn't really like to-- Shhhhh...that's not where to go for that anymore. Just come find me. Yeah, son. I'll come find you. While she's in bed reading, I'll come down to your room to say goodnight. Let you take me in your mouth and pump a load down your throat each night before bedtime. Have you wrap your lips around my cock every night. And while you do, I'll be doing this. Stroking you. Making your cock feel just as good as you're making mine. I would fucking love that, Dad. Let's stroke together while you tell me what else is gonna change when we get back. Wait for her to go out shopping on a Saturday morning and crawl into bed with you. Wrap my arms around you and pull you tight to me. Oh hell yeah, Dad! Nestle my little back into your big chest. Wrap your legs around mine. Press your hard cock up against my ass. Pajama pants can hardly contain it. Nothing can contain it Dad. It's gotta get out and get some love. And I'll always be ready to give you that. Kiss the back of your neck. Throw one arm over you so I can stroke your cock while I line myself up to slip it in. You'll slide in so easy every time, Dad. I'll always open right up to you. For the cock that made me. Fuck, Eric. You think? Let me see that ass of yours. Turn around. You like it, Dad? Hell yes. Such a fine ass. I do a ton of squats, Dad. Booty is where the party is, so I set it up right. Yeah, run your fingers along it. Just like that. Fucking gives me shivers everywhere. So much anticipation. You wanna eat it, Dad? Go on get your tongue in there. I've never. It's just like eating pussy. Spread my cheeks and get in there. Open me up. Won't I taste...? Him? Haha, no. I got his load out of me before the shower. Good. Pisses me off to think about some guy loading up my boy. Use that anger, Dad. Get in there with your tongue. Clean out every last trace of him. Awww, yeah--fuck yeah! That's so good. You could be a champion ass eater, Dad. Must be all your years of practice with pussy. It's just like pussy, right? Except much, much tighter. You're gonna feel how tight. You can drive your cock in and I'll never let you go. Fuckin' A, Dad! You got that tongue in so deep. Scraping up my cheeks with your stubble. Should I stop then? Hell no, don't stop. Rough is good. I can take it. Keep that in mind when you're inside me too. I want to take all you've got. Shit...Dad...do you feel how much you've opened me up? That hole may have winked for the dude tonight, but you've got me fully relaxed and open now. Fuuuuucckkk... Come on, Dad. My turn. Let's get you slicked up. Feed me your cock again. Oh Jesus, son. You do that do well. Lots of practice, Dad. Get back on it, you fuckin' slut. How much practice? How many guys got to abuse your mouth instead of me? Should've been me. Shoulda fucking been me. Honoring the fucking cock that made you, that shoulda been your first responsibility, son. You've got a lot to make up for. I will, Dad. Whenever, however you want. We wasted too much time pretending this wouldn't happen. Trying to live up to other people's expectations. Not gonna waste another second now. We move forward. Don't waste anything, Dad. You're good and slick. Put it in me. Should we go to the bedroom? I can't wait. Stick in me now. You said it, son. Brace yourself. AhhhhHHHHHH! Holy shit, Dad. It feels even bigger than it looks. Can you handle it? Of course I can, old man! Is that a challenge? Just....just give me a minute to get used to it. Aww, aw fuck, aww yeahhh. YEAH! There we go. Second ring has just relaxed. Come on, drive it deep. You're ready, son. Have been for years. Fuck me, Dad. Here we go. Oh yeah, that's good. Damn you dig deep! I like that. Drive it in, fill me up. Jesus lord almighty. No one's cock has ever felt as good in there. Only your Dad's. Yes, Daddy. Only you. Yeah...I like that speed. That's good. You can even pick up the pace. I'm not gonna last very long either. I'm so hot for you.... grab my hips so you can really thrust. Yeah, just hold on there and fuck me good. Need you to fuck your load into me, Dad. You're gonna have it, son. All of it. Want it so bad, Daddy. Fill me up. He put his load in you tonight? Yeah. Fucker. And the others who have fucked you--they use condoms? Never, Daddy. Well they're gonna stop. You're gonna stop them. Keep this ass nice and pristine for me. Only for your Dad. He's the only one who seeds you. OK, damn, Dad. That's fair. I agree. I fucking agree if it means I'll get your load again. You will, son. Every second your mother isn't in the house, or your roommate isn't in your dorm room, you're going to be taking my cock. Taking my loads. It's all I want, Daddy. That's good, baby. Are you ready? Getting close? I've been close this whole trip, Dad. I'm ready. Shoot when you want. Don't worry about me. I want us to come together, son. I will, Dad! So damn close. I'm just trying to hold back until I feel you unload. Do it, Dad. I will...yeah, YEAH--here it comes, son. Here. It. Fucking. Comes. Gonna seed your ass. Fill you up with the sperm that made you. Maybe fuck a baby into you, that's how much it-- Oh, Dad, that's so hot! Do it. Give me your load. Knock me up with your kid. Here it comes, boy...ughn, uggnhhh, UNFGGGHHH!!! Jesus, Dad, it's so much! Is it spilling out? It has to be... So fucking hot feeling it back there, filling me up. I'm gonna cum-- Do it, son. Shoot into Daddy's hand. Gonna blow, Dad... Awww, fffffuccckkkkkk, FUCK!! FUCK! Fuck fuck fuck. Jesus, that's good. Whew. So good. Keep it inside me, Dad. Don't pull out. As long as you can. You spoojed up my hand, son. Yeah, Dad. That's a real nice load. Here, have a taste. Clean it off, suck each finger. That's my boy. Dad, this was amazing. Fucking amazing. I know. It was so hot, Dad. Not just the sex, which was long overdue, but talking. Confessing, promising--so hot what you say in the heat of the moment. I meant every word, Eric. Me too, Dad. Kiss me. *deep kiss and fade to black*