Date: Mon, 7 Jul 2008 16:45:08 +0000 (GMT) From: slut Subject: Family Secrets 11 Dad and Sean arrived home from work together, and Sean immediately plonked himself down on his bed with his headphones saying he was staying in for the night. That effectively blocked me from any fun and games with my computer, so I took myself out to the garden with a book and a jug of orange squash. I was sitting there reading at the patio table when Tracey came and found me. "Latest update," she said, dropping in to the chair next to me. "What's up?" I asked. "Dad, pretty soon," she said with a giggle. ""He's had a mail from Uncle Harry." That got my interest, and I put aside the book to concentrate on what she was telling me. "Give," I said. She leaned forward and rested a hand on my upper thigh. "When he goes on his comp tonight he's to make some excuse to call you in to his study." Study was a bit grand for what was basically a small box room, but it was where Dad kept his and Mum's computer. Mum loved the soaps, but Dad hated them. So when she was downstairs watching them he would come up and go on his computer, and as Tracey and I now knew from his mails and favourites it was to go on a chat site called Gay Humiliation Chat using the name degrademe48. "He's to leave his chat room up on the screen," Tracey continued. "And at least one IM using his screen name. He's to make sure you see it, and he has to answer any questions you ask truthfully. What do you think of that?" "Interesting," I said. "Could be a lot of fun." "You bet it will be. Pity you didn't put a secret cam in there." "That could be rectified," I said with a smile. "If I get up there before the soaps start. But what's it going to do your plan?" Her idea for tonight had been to join the site herself in disguise, and then engage him in conversation. It seemed pretty neat. With the number of old men on the net pretending to be young girls it would make a nice change for a young girl to pretend to be an old man. "Enhances it," she said smugly. "I'm going to be that at least one IM. I've already joined the site for my free trial." "And what's your name?" She smiled. "BullDom," she said. "Hardly subtle, but I don't think it's a place for subtle." I had plenty of time to set up the cam, though I would have to remove it tomorrow or find a better location. Then I slipped into Tracey's room. She was already at her computer and in the chat room. She was getting various messages from the occupants, but deflecting them. We heard the music starting for the first soap coming up form downstairs, and the sound of dad on the stairs. A few minutes later degrademe48 appeared on the chat room list. "Degrademe48," Tracey typed in the room. "Private me" "yes, sir," came back the instant answer, and a page popped up on the side. Tracey accepted it. "hello, sir" "Hello, degrade. And how are you today?" "good thank you, sir. and yourself?" "Never better, degrade. Are you married?" "yes, sir." "Children?" "three, sir. all teenagers." "I enjoy fucking wimpy little sluts like you, degrade. Then fucking their slut wives in front of them. I'm going to fuck yours, degrade. Fuck her in all of her dirty holes, and then have you clean her out with your tongue." "yes, sir." She looked up at me. "Get yourself in there," she said. She glanced down at the front of my jeans. "I was going to suggest you get yourself hard," she said. "But I see it's not necessary." "Tell me about your wife, degrade," she typed, bringing up the cam showing Dad sitting typing at his desk. I went out onto the landing. Dad's door was open, which it usually wasn't when he was on the computer, so I guessed he was at least planning to carry out Uncle Harry's instructions if the opportunity arose. And I was going to make sure it did. I stopped at the doorway and said hello. His first reaction was to minimise the chat box that I could see at an angle on his screen, but then he brought it back up again. Behind it was the main chat room. I saw him type a quick BRB in the chat box. "I was wondering how you were feeling now, Chris," he said, half turning to me. Fine thanks, Dad," I said as I came further into the little room until I could see the screen properly. ."I'll be back at school tomorrow. You chatting?" "Yes," he said, his voice a good half an octave higher than normal. I leaned over him to look at the screen. His nervousness was almost a physical presence in the room as read what had been typed, but that did nothing to rid him of nthe bulge that I noticed in his trousers. This was turning him on as well as making him curl up inside with nervousness and aembarrassment. He'd been telling Tracey, aka BullDom, about Mum when he'd stopped typing, and it was just beginning to get graphic. The last line was about the firmness of her tits. "Gay Humiliation Chat," I read aloud. "You into that, are you, Dad?" I asked, remembering Uncle Harry's instruction to him to be truthful. Yes," he said. "Just a bit of fun, you know." "Of course, Dad," I agreed. "We've all got to find our fun where we can, haven't we? Which one are you in that conversation?" My easy acceptance that he was on a gay chat room, and one devoted to humiliation, seemed to have emboldened him. He was looking a lot more relaxed, and even managed a smile. "Degrademe48", he said. "So you're the bottom," I said with mock thoughtfulness. "The one being humiliated. And this BullDom bloke is giving you the treatment. Is that why he's got you talking about Mum and her firm tits?" He got a bit uneasy again then, but he worked his way through it. I think he was really enjoying himself b eing so frank with me about all this, but feeling guilty about enjoying it. "Making a man talk sexually about his wife and his family..well, his wife.is a way of humiliating him," he told me. "It sort of takes away his manhood..using something that's rightly his.something he should be protecting.does that make sense?" "It does, Dad," I said, though I'm not sure it did to me. "And what about for real?" "For real?" "Would you find it exciting if this BullDom bloke, and maybe a bunch of his mates, were having sex with Mum in front of you and you helpless to do anything about it?" He paused for a long time before answering, his expression very thoughtful, and when it came I do think it was an honest answer. "I don't know, son," he said slowly. "I really don't know. As a fantasy it excites me, but the reality might be very different." That left a bit of an awkward silence. I was a little bit embarrassed myself, to be truthful, at how honest he was being with me. But you could always trust Tracey, sitting there watching and listening on the cam, to sense a mood, and to know what to do to break it. "I'm getting impatient here, degrade," she typed. "What's the hold up?" "I'd better answer him," Dad said. "Of coursed, Dad," I reassured him. "Just act as if I'm not here. This is all really interesting." "sorry, sir" he typed in. "someone came in." "Who?" I leant down and said into Dad's ear, "Tell him, Dad. It's alright." "my son, sir" Dad typed. "Is he still there?" "yes, sir." "Can he see the screen?" "yes, sir." "Good. So he knows what a cock-sucking cuckold his Dad really is." Dad glanced quickly at me, and then typed, "he does, sir." "Have you sucked your son's cock, degrade?" "no, sir, I haven't." "Do you want to, degrade?" Dad's hands hesitated over the keyboard, and then he typed, "I'm sorry, sir. I have to go." "Very well, degrade. We'll talk again." "yes, sir." Dad closed down the chat box, and then the chat room. For long moments he just sat there looking at the empty screen. "Well, Dad?" I said. "Do you want to?" He turned in his chair and looked up at me, saying nothing. I reached down and pulled down my zip, reaching in and taking out my rock-hard cock. His eyes left my face and focused on the head of my cock. "You want to taste it, Dad?" I asked. "You want to taste my cock? You told BullDom that you were a cock-sucking whore. Is that true, Dad? You want to show me how much you want my cock?" He gave half a nod and half a grunt, and his lips closed over the head. Looking down and seeing my own father sucking my cock, I nearly came there and then. It was so much better than fucking my best mate's face, and even more exciting than when Tracey had taken me into her mouth. This was power, the power to degrade and humiliate, and I could understand why Uncle Harry got such a kick out of it. I undid my belt and let my jeans slip down my thighs. "Lick it, you bitch," I told him in a low voice. "Lick my cock and my balls. Show me what a slut you really are." He took it in his hand and licked up and down the shaft, before dipping his head to lick around my balls as he pulled down my pants. I felt his hot wet tongue on my flesh, and watched him as he worked his way around my balls and cock. Felt the wetness of his saliva coating me as he tasted me. "Now suck it," I ordered. "Make me cum." He went to it with a will, taking more of me into his mouth this time and bobbing up and down as his lips rubbed up and down the shaft. I was on the point of cumming, but I wanted to cum on him and not in him. "Tracey's watching," I whispered. "Watching on the cam I set up in here." I saw his hand go to his own flies, and released his own hard cock. He began to wank it as his motion on mine picked up a pace. Almost there, I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. My cum exploded out of my cock, splashing across his lips and his cheek. He climaxed almost simultaneously, covering his hand and the lap of his trousers with his own cum. I stepped back and looked at him, a little stunned but still feeling amazingly exhilarated. I had stepped over a line, as had he, and I never wanted to retreat back behind it again. He looked up at me, my cum dripping from his face, and his expression was even more stunned than I felt. "What you said." he croaked. "About Tracey.it was just..you were just.it wasn't true, was it?" "See for yourself," I said, gesturing to the screen as I pulled up my jeans and tucked my cock back inside. "Thanks for the show, Dad," BullDom had typed in the message box. *Always appreciate getting comments and messages from readers, and the most common request is for me to write more. So just a mention that I have two other ongoing stories here - Family Debt and Inlaws & Outlaws, both in Bisexual/Authoritarian.