Date: Sat, 14 Oct 2000 19:05:13 -0700 (PDT) From: David G Subject: "Trick-Or-Treat Dad" Trick-or-Treat Dad By David G. WetDad44@Yahoo.com If you are under eighteen or find explicit sexual situations between a father and his biological son offensive, then read no further. My son is now 20 and in college, but I thought I'd share something that happened several years ago on Halloween of 1990. Since Halloween is cumming up, I thought it would make a nice addition to the holiday festivities. Aka (Mark) was my first son from my first marriage and at the time was my only child. He was 10 at the time this took place and we'd gone down to the local mall to all the stores for him to trick-or-treat since it was a safer well-lit environment. There'd been several child abductions in the paper lately, and I didn't want to take any chances. We'd spent most of the evening getting him ready and our plan was for him to go as a pirate, but after going to K&B drug store and the Wal-Mart, found that most of the pirate stuff had been sold out. My son was rather disappointed, but at the time, I'd just gotten separated (soon to be divorced) and was really low on cash. So I mentioned to my son that we could make his costume out of old sheets and that he could go as a ghost. Suddenly his eyes lit up and since my boy was never very materialistic, this idea went over great and I, of course, would go as myself. At about 9:00 p.m. the mall was closing and Mark had a bag full of candy. More, in fact, than he could eat in a whole week. He was so excited as we drove home digging through his bag of treats. "Hey Dad. Look at this one." He said reaching into the bag and pulling out a chocolate covered witch on a stick. "Uh huh, that looks good son." I said noticing how much he looked like I did at his age. "Why don't you wait until we get home and let daddy check your candy before you start eating it." His eyes got big as he peered at me with that expression every parent knows comes before the actual question. "But WHY???" "Because Mark." I said feeling a bit tired from walking all over that gigantic mall. At the moment I just wanted to get home, grab a beer and turn on the tube. "Some people put things in candy that can hurt little kids." "Ewwww," my son said squinting up his face, "that sucks!" "Yes it does." I replied and grinned placing my hand on my son's leg and squeezing it. "So just wait till we get home. Okay?" "Okay Dad." Mark said impatiently. "But can you drive faster." Once we were home I told my son to go get cleaned up and that I would check his candy. Once he was out of the room I went into the kitchen, grabbed a beer and went back into the living room to switch on the TV. I could hear Mark running the water as he washed the `ghost' paint off this face. He came back dressed in one of my T-shirts and his little brown eyes lit up as he saw the huge mound of candy spread out of the foot-stool before me. "WOW! Looks like we really cleaned house!" he said dropping down to sift through the mound of colored sugar. "Hey this looks yummy." I said picking up an orange colored ghost and pulling off the wrapper. "Hey Dad!" Mark said reaching up to grab it away, "Treats are for kids!" "Oh Mark, come on now." I said holding the ghost out of his reach. "You're not gonna eat all of this by yourself." My son just grinned at me, his dark eyes shinning. "Wanna bet." He said as he dove in. "Hey wait Mark!" I said impatiently. "I haven't checked that yet." But of course it was too late. My son had already bitten the head off a frosted covered spider and was chewing it excitedly. "Mmmmmm good!" he said already sifting through the pile for something else. "Hey Dad, what's this?" My son said holding up a green foil covered piece of candy. "Um, looks like a frog or something." I said unwrapping it. "Ew yuck." My son said waving his hand away. "Don't want that one." I just nodded as I popped it in my mouth. Beer and sugar - oh my. After a few minutes the beer and candy was having a wonderful hypnotic effect me where as Mark was becoming more agitated by the minute. "Okay Champ" I said peering down at his chocolate covered lips. "We're almost at our limit." "Ohhh come on Dad!" he cried. "Just a little more." "Alright." I said hoping he'd get tired soon since I'd been 3 or 4 days since I'd jerked off and because it was Saturday night, was feeling a bit horny which the beer didn't help. I'd also rented some adult movies that were a couple days late, but was glad I hadn't brought them back. "Hey Dad. Look at me!" Mark said opening his mouth with a large lump of chocolate covered something balanced on the end of his tongue. "Mmm. Looks good son." I said and grinned only joking with him. "Wanna taste it?" My son asked jumping up into my lap. "Uh, no thanks." I said pinching his nose. "Not tonight." "Come on Dad! It's okay - I swear. I've already checked it." I had to smile at that and said okay champ. I leaned over and stuck my tongue in Mark's open mouth and retrieved the melted piece of chocolate. My son giggled as he felt my tongue in his mouth and the candy itself wasn't all that bad. "Mmmm, yummy for the tummy." I said and grinned, my teeth brown as I chewed up the sugary ball. Mark reached down into the pile and opened another chocolate ball and popped it in his mouth. He chewed it enthusiastically. "Ok. Another!" he said opening his mouth wide. This time I leaned over and placed my mouth directly over his and to my surprise he pushed the chocolate ball into my mouth with his tongue. I then shoved it back into his mouth with my tongue as he giggled wildly. Once the little ball almost fell out of his mouth between us, but before long we had an even tempo of transferring the piece of candy back and forth until it was almost gone. Then the most amazing thing happened. The candy had dissolved and I was left with my adult sized tongue in my son's mouth. "Mmmmmm," I moaned running my tongue around the inside of his mouth licking up the rest of the chocolate. Suddenly my tongue found his and I eagerly began French kissing my own son! I couldn't believe I was doing it even though a part of me said it was still just a part of the game even though at that point there wasn't a hint of chocolate left in my sons' mouth. "Oh Mark." I said breaking away to catch my breath. My son just stared up at me, his brown eyes wide and bright - excited. "That was fun. Do it some more? Please!??" My son's request threw me off and for a minute I didn't know what to do. It wasn't like I'd EVER thought of doing this with my own son, but the fact was, I found myself extremely excited! The same way I imagined Mark had felt as he kissed me back. That was why he'd asked to do it again after all. Without another thought I closed my eyes and leaned down and pressed my mouth on Mark's, then gently shoved my tongue through his parted lips. "OOOOhhhh!" I moaned as I Frenched him again with my adult sized tongue feeling his small boy sized tongue wrap around the end of mine, his eyes closed tight like mine were. It wasn't all that different from kissing a woman. At least, that's what I told myself at the time. Suddenly all the beer and sugar caught up with me and I felt deliriously excited. "Oh Mark!" I moaned shoving my tongue farther down his throat. Suddenly I placed my hand on his bare leg and realized how smooth it was - like silk. I could hear Mark begin to whimper and realized he enjoyed this as much as I was. I instinctively moved my hand farther up his leg underneath his T-shirt to his bare thigh when I realized with utter surprise that the little tike wasn't wearing any underwear! Oh Fuck, I thought running my finger along the bottom of his spine. What the hell am I doing here? I shifted him on my lap as I noticed the 3rd surprise of the night. I had a raging hard cock pressing painfully against the khaki fabric of my pants. "Oooohhh God!" I moaned. I rocked him gently back and forth on my lap as I kissed him amazed at how well he kissed me back, his tongue never missing a beat. The feeling was unexplainable. I then reached my hand up between his legs and gasped when I placed my fingers on the end of a hard 3 inch cock. "Ohhh fuck Mark." I whispered. "You're hard too." My son just continued rocking back and forth on my lap, his mouth still glued to mine like a little bird feeding off his father. I gently grabbed his little dick and squeezed it between my fingers. I could feel the hot little shaft and the way the little helmet head responded to my touch. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Mark moaned as I squeezed it between my fingers. This was fucking insane and I was loving every minute of it. I then ran my hand down to his egg sized nuts and gently massaged them feeling how soft and velvety smooth they were. Cupping his entire privates in my large left hand. "Oh Mark baby." I said out of breath. "You're getting Daddy really excited." Mark just moaned since I was still squeezing his dick. I then moved my middle finger down and ran it along the crack of his ass. I found the tight little puckered hole and placed the tip of my finger there, poked it and shoved it in as far as it would go. "Ahhhhhhh!" Mark yelped. "That's my butt hole!" I began to giggle then and continued to French kiss him. "Yeah it is." I said taking my finger out of his hot little hole and running it along the crack of his ass. "Damn you're a hot little fuck." I said finally realizing what I was doing. French kissing my own son while I fingered him as he sat on Daddy's lap. I felt like one nasty fuck but at that point was too far gone to stop. "Ohhhhhh Mark!" I moaned. "You're making Daddy feel REALLY good." Mark continued to bounce up and down on my hard cock driving me insane and it was all I could do to keep from shooting in my pants. I reached around and began jacking on his dick again. To my amazement he began thrusting his hips up toward my stroking hand. "You like that huh." I said and grinned. "You like me jacking on your little cock?" Mark just groaned and closed his eyes lost in the feeling of my hand between his legs. "Hell yeah, you like it. You're little dick is hard as a fucking rock. Look at that little fucker stick straight up!" Suddenly I couldn't stand it any longer. "Okay champ." I said pulling him off my lap and laying him down on the couch. "I'm gonna try something that I haven't done in a long long time. If you don't like it, just tell me to stop and I will." I looked down as my son laid spread eagled on the couch, his T-shirt pulled up to his chest, his hard 3 inch cock pointed straight up toward his smooth stomach. "Oh fuck yeah.." I whispered reaching out and gently grabbing the head and squeezing it lightly. You've got a beautiful little dick. My son just closed his eyes and rolled his head to the side. I looked down and saw a large wet spot staining the front of my khaki pants. "Fuck!" I thought. "This shit is really HOT!" I then leaned down and slowly placed my open mouth over my son's erect cock. "Ahhhhhhh!" He suddenly moaned pushing his hips up into my sucking mouth. "DADDDDEEEEE!" I swirled my tongue around his little pecker much the same way I'd kissed him, circling, circling circling that hard little mushroom head. Then diving down to the base of his dick until his cock head tickled the back of my sucking throat. "OH OH OH!" My son moaned thrashing his smooth little body all over the sofa. I could tell from his reaction that he enjoyed what I was doing as much as I was doing it. I then came up for air and moved up between my sons spread legs. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs up toward his chest until his tight little nuts stuck through the opening at the bottom of his legs. I reached down and gently began to pump them. So smooth. So soft and supple. I then pushed his legs up farther until I could see his little puckered hole. It was fucking incredible and I almost came just looking at it. I ran my finger along his asscrack stopping to gently probe his hole. I then wet my finger in my mouth and went back to lightly finger him again. I wet my finger again and tasted my boy's ass in my mouth. Oh well, what the hell I thought. You only live once. With that I leaned down and plastered my mouth on my little boy's hole. "OHHHHHHHH UUUGGHHHH!" Mark moaned as I jammed the end of my tongue as far up his ass as it would go. I wiggled it around obscenely fucking him with his father's own mouth. It was so fucking nasty. I then moved up and licked his balls, then once again deep throated that hot little cock. Suddenly, Mark bucked twice against my mouth and screamed out like never before. "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" he cried his eyes shut so tight it looked like he might pass out. Suddenly I felt his balls contract and a hot jet of fluid shot directly into the back of my sucking throat. "OHHH FUCK!" I moaned swallowing my son's cum. The little fucker had just shot into his own dad's mouth! FUCKIN A! I couldn't believe it. The shit was so hot it almost burned the back of my throat and the 2 intense blasts were enough to make me swallow several times. Then Mark just laid still, his eyes closed tight. I on the other hand was at the breaking point. I moved up over my son and jerked down my pants and shorts with one hard lunge. My 8 inch cock shot straight out and as soon as it did Mark's eyes flew open in disbelief. Just the look of his surprised face was enough to make me blow. "OOOOHHHHHH FUUUUCK!!!!" I screamed grabbing the base of my cock not even having time to jack it. "I'm CUUUMMMINNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" Suddenly cum shot straight out of the end of my dick directly into my sons excited face. The first shots hitting him right between the eyes. The 2nd and 3rd and 4th shots shooting into his little mouth and the rest ran down his chest in thick trails. "Ohhhh GOD!" I moaned my eyes still closed not believing how hard I'd cum. I slowly opened my eyes too see my boy covered in my steaming cum. The even dripped off his chin. Just the site of my little tike covered in his father's jizz was enough to make me hard again. "Come here champ." I said softly moving over to him. I kissed him softly and tasted my cum in his mouth. I then ran my finger over his face wiping off the semen, his own cock was now small as the end of pencil. "That was REALLY hot Mark." I said placing the end of my finger in my mouth to taste my own cum. I hope you're okay with what we've done. Mark just looked at me and shrugged. "Can I stay up late tonight??" was all he said, once again the little negotiator. "You can stay up as late as you want son." I said getting up to go into the bathroom to get a warm wash cloth. My large flaccid cock still dripping cum onto the floor. Mark's eyes watched it closely and I suddenly felt horrible pang of guilt. I came back in with Mark's shorts and a clean pair of boxers for me. "Why don't we watch some scary movies for awhile," I said hoping to take Mark's mind off what we'd just done. I needed some time to think about what to tell him. After "Dawn of the Dead" lit up the screen, my son was lost in the gory monsters ripping flesh from the living. He curled up tight by my side, his small arms grabbing hold now and then. I realized that whatever came of that night we'd let it remain what it was. An encounter that many would find forbidden. But for me it was the most incredible experience I could ever hope for. An experience with my only son. After that night I decided to start dating and didn't have another sexual encounter with Mark, even though there were several times I knew he wanted to. There were many night when I wanted nothing more than to crawl up in his bed, pull down his shorts and suck his cock, but I refrained, just because nothing could match that first encounter. I smile as I think back on it now. I'm single once again and living alone and know that my son will be back home to see his old man. When Halloween cums around we always spend it together. It's a tradition now and I wonder if he even remembers how it started. Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter. And as I look out the window at the kids passing by with their parents dressed in their Halloween costumes following the same tradition that I did with my son, I realize that, yeah, sometimes treats are for adults too. The End Would love to hear about your own true experiences or let me know if you like what I've posted. A Happy Halloween to all you ghouls!! David G.