Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2024 18:43:11 -0400 From: Sam Roma Subject: Chapter 2 - sleep well dad This is a work of fiction involving incestuous themes. Please turn back if underage or against your sensibilities. Everyone else, if you like what you read and want to offer suggestions/feedback don't hesitate to mail me at frigidverve@gmail.com. I love hearing what you liked most and how you would like it to progress. Please continue supporting this wonderful site by making a small donation to nifty. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Matt almost tripped over his Dad's clothes in his unwavering quest to get to him. He steadied himself ad let his eyes adjust to the light from the windows. His Dad was sprawled on the bed lying on his stomach with a sheet partially covering him, facing away from the door and one leg hanging out almost trailing the floor. "Dad?", Matt called out hesitantly. "You ok? Dad?". Steve didn't respond. `Dad?", Matty said a little louder. Still nothing. Matty put a hand on his fathers back and shook him lightly. At this Steve mumbled something unintelligible and snorted but barely stirred. Matty was a little relieved his dad was ok. But now other thoughts started taking over. The starlight was compounded further by a waxing moon, with the result the room was pretty well lit for Matt to take in everything. That one loose leg out of the sheet was bare and sock-less. Matt stared transfixed. His father's leg was long, muscled and covered in light blonde hair. Even in the dull light he could make out the hairs on the thigh and shin ending in a smooth pink foot. Matt bent and lifted his dad's foot and pushed it back on the bed. `Damn that's heavy" he thought to himself. It was then he saw the large wet spot on the sheet, which could only be the sweat and cum from earlier. That mixed with the musk of his dad's foot was intoxicating. He stood there at the end of the bed staring at his dads prone figure and debating with himself whether he should just go back to bed. "Just a peek" he thought to himself. Matt pinched the end of the sheets between his fingers and gingerly peeled it off away from the feet. The more he peeled the sheets back, the faster his heart was racing as more of his dad's naked skin was laid bare. First the pink feet, at least a size 11. Matt was a size 12 himself. This lead to smooth white ankles that seemed to glow with their own light in the reflection. Then the forest of light blonde hair began going up thick meaty calves and disappearing into hefty thighs. Matt carefully lifted the sheets further making sure his dad was still sleeping. Steve's thighs were like large bristly tree trunks. Matt gulped in anticipation of what he was gonna witness farther. He carefully folded back the sheet in hopes of seeing that huge bubble ass that he always only had seen wrapped in baggy gym shorts or jeans. But as he pulled the sheet back, his hope was dashed as the first few inches of fabric showed. Steve still had his briefs on. "Fuck", Matt cursed under his breath. Frustrated, Matt just removed the sheet altogether in one quick pull from his dad and let it fall to the ground. Steve lay exposed on his stomach, in just his black underwear. They were pulled down just a little so he could see a little bit of the butt crack with a thin line of dark blonde hair disappearing down it. Steve's huge pale back was smooth and hairless heaving gently to the rhythm of his soft snores. Matty couldn't stop staring. His cock that had been twitching this whole time was starting to grow again. Matty adjusted his shorts and pushed his dick down. His hand came away slick in more precum. He wiped it off on his shorts. Then reached out a slightly unsteady and cum slicked hand to Steve's back and shook him gently. "Dad?" No response. Matty then trailed his hand down his Dad's smooth back. As it brushed against the soft hair, he folded his hand with just an index finger now tracing the path of the golden trail. Matty slipped his finger down the dark mysterious tunnel formed by the fabric of the underwear against his Dad's huge globular ass. His finger almost got wedged in the butt crack. He hooked his finger and lifted up the brief, meaning to pull it down, just a little bit, to release those golden globes. Thats when his dad stirred. Matt was paralyzed. He had has his finger down his Dad's crack. He was erect as a pole himself. The sheets were pulled clean off of him. This was not a good position to be discovered in by his Dad. Matty's breath was stuck in his threat just as his finger was in Steve's underwear. Steve just grunted, his hand then came down to his butt. Matty quickly pulled his finger off, the elastic snapped back gently. Steve proceeded to put his hand down his underwear and gave his ass a vigorous scratch. Then grunted again and turned on bed, now lying on his back, legs spread out, head lolling to the side, and began snoring again. "That was close", Matty thought to himself. He stood there unable to move, transfixed by the sight before him trying to figure out his next steps. Unconsciously, he brought his index finger to his nose as if in deep thought. The smell hit him like a truck and broke his reverie. It was the finger that had been down the butt. It was slightly wet in his dad's sweat, his own precum and smelled strongly of musk and soap. It was such a heady mix, Matty put his finger to his mouth without even a second thought. He swirled it around his tongue and tasted the tang of sweat and salty sweetness of his own precum, accented by a floral reminiscent of his dad's body wash. In that instant, Matty wanted to lick his Dad's whole body and give him a tongue bath. that taste was like nectar, he could survive off of that. He wanted more. He looked at Steve again, prone on his back. Steve had a light stubble down the side of his face that Matty could see. His father's chest was huge and well defined. They were heaving gently in rhythm with his snores. His chest was covered in short blonde hair around two large pecs. His areolas were like two pink oasis in a golden desert. He had big fleshy nipples standing out like little tree stumps even as he slept. They looked firm and plump but had a softness to them like a cherry. The trail of blonde hair was thickest between his abs down a straight line from his chest disappearing into those briefs, getting thicker and more lush. His abs were not defined but they were there, covered in just enough fat to hint at solid muscles underneath. Similarly he had a hint of love handles but just barely enough to pinch. The hairs on his chest seemed to be slicked back in a couple spots. Matty realized those must be the little cum pools from the session not that long ago. He squinted and could now see the glistening of the cum and sweat in 3 distinct pools across Steve's chest, belly button and left side of his hip. Matty was rock hard at the thought that slipped through his mind. He wanted to smell it. He wanted to taste it. He licked his lip. Matty bent down, inches from his father's chest, barely breathing. His pink tongue darted out. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- More action in chapter 3. Please do send feedback and suggestions. thanks for the encouragement guys!