Date: Mon, 12 Aug 2013 09:21:49 -0500 From: Jim 002 Subject: Almost Perfect 1 Almost Perfect By jim002@outlook.com Copyright 2013 by jim002@outlook.com Please donate to nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real people. One Mom and Dad divorced when I was eleven. We had an arrangement where I spent most weekends with Dad and weekdays with my mother. I was seventeen, about to turn eighteen in a few days. I had my driver's license, but I didn't have my own car, yet. It was Friday evening and Mom was dropping me off at Dad's. We arrived at his house and she parked in the driveway behind his car. "Are you going to come in?" I asked her. "No. Have fun. I'll see you Sunday." I kissed her cheek and got out of the car. I opened the back door to get my stuff. I carried it to the front door. I turned around and waved to Mom. She backed up and headed home. I was very nervous as I rang the doorbell. I decided I was going to come out, and I was going to tell Dad first. I knew he was gay-friendly, so I hoped he wouldn't freak. I thought Mom probably would. I would wait until I was eighteen to tell her. Then I could move in with Dad, if he would let me. I was pretty sure he would. My dad and I have always been close. I hated it when he left Mom and me, but the weekends were great. We spent the entire time, when we weren't sleeping, together. I learned before I started school even, that 'Father Knows Best'. Lots of things Mom said didn't make sense. I depended on Dad to explain them. "Hey, buddy! Come on in!" I smiled at Dad. Dad is tall. He is six foot three. I think he is very handsome, but he thinks his nose is too big and he is too hairy. I think his nose is perfect and I love how hairy is. I was secretly in love with him. I snuck peeks at him when he was getting out of the shower. I always thought he was the perfect man. Not just looks-everything. I always jacked off to pictures of him. He was wearing a swimsuit in one the pictures. That was my favorite, of course. But I had come many times just looking at a picture of his face. I carried my bags in the house. "Dad, if you ever want to go on a date, you can, you know. I feel bad about tying up your Friday and Saturday nights." "Jason, I would rather spend them with you. Besides, I have no desire to date." I was glad about that, but felt guilty about it. "But you are so good-looking, not to mention, a wonderful guy. You shouldn't be alone." "So good-looking, huh?" I was embarrassed, but it was the truth. "Yes, you are! You are a terrible judge of yourself. I'm going to be a judge someday, so you should listen to me!" "Going to study law, are you?" "No. I plan to judge cookies on the Cooking Channel." We both laughed. I put my bags in the bedroom I used and went to join Dad. "Dad, I have to say something. I have to get it off my chest, or I will worry about it all weekend." I closed my eyes and tried to work up my courage. "Dad, I'm gay." "Oh. Well, I thought you probably were. For one thing, you never talk about girls, and you are the age when they are important. But I thought I could see it in your eyes for quite a while." "Does it bother you much?" "No. It doesn't bother me at all. Not even a little bit. Why do you think I told you so many times that there was nothing wrong with being gay?" "Was that why you said it?" "Partly. But also because it's true. Do you have a boyfriend?" "No." "Well, then. You need to find the right man." I nodded. "I need a drink. Do you want something?" "No, thanks." Dad poured whiskey into a glass. The glass was full. I worried I was going to turn him into an alcoholic. He normally didn't drink that much. It wasn't a coincidence that I told him I was gay and he was drinking a quarter of a bottle of whiskey! He drank some of his whiskey and then sat on the sofa. I sat next to him, nervously. "Your mom won't be happy." I sighed. "I know that. I thought you might be able to help me. I don't know what I will do if she says she hates me." "If it gets bad, you can live with me. Actually, you can live with me even if it isn't bad." "Really, Dad? Are you sure?" "I'm very sure. You are almost eighteen. You can live where you like. I've got two bedrooms. You can move in anytime. What you just told me doesn't make me love you less." He leaned back on the sofa. I looked at him. To me, Dad is pure sex. He is the ultimate male. I wanted to run my hands over him. I wanted to kiss every part of his body. I wanted to rim him. I had felt that way for years. I knew it was wrong, but my dick didn't care. My dick loved him. And it wasn't just my dick. I think my whole body ached for him. I knew I wanted his cock inside me. I needed it inside me. It was like an itch I couldn't scratch. I knew it was perverted, but I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Dad was perfect. How could I want someone who was less-who was just almost perfect? Dad let out a deep breath. "What would this man look like, if you could choose?" "I would rather not say." "Oh. Why not? I'm not going to judge you. I don't suppose he would look like me." "Oh, Dad. You know I think you are very handsome." "Yes. I'm so good-looking." "I wish you saw yourself the way I do. I think you are perfect." Dad chuckled. "Perfect?" Dad shook his head. "You have always been my biggest fan. So, we need to fix you up with a man who looks like me." I stared at Dad. Was he going to help me find a man? Of course, he was my first pick, but I knew I would never have sex with him. A man who looked like him would be great! "Describe some characteristics you want him to have, besides a big nose." I gulped. "Well, I love how hairy you are." He nodded. "What else?" "I love how tall you are." Dad nodded. "As tall as me, or just taller than you." "Taller than me." "If you want someone bigger than you, I'm going to assume that means you are a bottom." I was surprised at that, and embarrassed, but I thought it was really cool that Dad was making the effort. But I was also starting to get uncomfortable. I needed more nerve to tell him I wanted him. "Could I have a drink?" "Sure. You know where they are." "Can I have whiskey?" "Hmm. Talking about sex isn't easy for me, either. I suppose you need it." Dad got up and poured some whiskey in another glass. He handed it to me. I stared at it. I'd never drunk whiskey before, but I thought I needed it. I drank some and gasped. Dad chuckled. I drank it all and then waited for it to kick in. My throat burned like crazy. Dad got up and topped up his glass. Dad pulled me against him and I leaned my head on him. He kissed the top of my head. Then he rubbed my shoulder for a few minutes. It felt wonderful. "Are you ready, yet?" "Yes, Dad." "Are you sure you are a bottom?" "Yeah. It's all I think about." "So what should he look like?" I closed my eyes. "You, Dad. He should look exactly like you." "Well, coming from my fan, I can't be too surprised. I thought I saw lust in your eyes, but I wasn't sure." "Are you angry?" Dad was rubbing my shoulder. He kissed the top of my head again. I was so lucky to have him for a father. "Do I seem angry?" "No." "That's because I'm not. I'm flattered, and I always have been. You look at me like I am the most incredibly handsome man in the universe. I'm not, but I'm glad you think so." Dad sighed. "Jason, I can't be the person you need. I'm not looking for a romantic relationship with anyone." I was in a sort of alcoholic haze, but I was so relieved he wasn't disgusted. He was taking it seriously. "What do you want, Dad?" Dad didn't say anything for a while. "After I divorced your mother, I discovered gloryholes. Do you know what they are?" "Yes." "I found I could get my cock sucked as often as I liked, with no complications." I gulped. "I like that. I stick my dick through a hole, and someone takes care of me. And some of them are very, very good at it. What I also found is that there are some guys who would like nothing better than to spend hours sucking my cock. I meet them at gloryholes." "You have boyfriends?" "No. I said no romantic relationships, remember? I just know men who will spend hours making me feel good. One guy, especially, comes over almost every evening to suck my cock. He gets here around seven and sucks until nine-thirty or ten while I watch TV and drink beer. He calls it worshipping my cock. I like that. I think my cock is my best feature." He grinned at me. "Shocked?" "A little." That was a lie. I was very shocked. "He makes me come several times every evening. All I have to do is sit here, right here, and have orgasms. I don't have to dress up and take him to dinner, or tell him I love him, or buy him flowers. I don't have to dress up because he prefers me naked. My cock makes him happy. It's all he wants from me. Well, he wants my cum, too. I'm happy to give him both of those." I was insanely jealous. I knew I shouldn't be, but he was my father. I should be the one who got to do that! "I could do that for you. I want to do it." Dad didn't say anything. I hoped he wasn't mad. "Does that disgust you? I know it's incest." Dad sighed. "No. I doesn't disgust me. It should, but it doesn't." Dad didn't say anything for a minute. "Phil is the name of the guy who comes over every week night. A couple of months ago, he took me to a man's house. I watched a father and son have sex while Phil sucked me. First, the son sucked his father. The man came in his son's mouth and I came hard in Phil's mouth. It was so obscene and so hot!" I gulped. "Then the father told his son to suck me while Phil sucked my balls. I came in the son's mouth and I thought about my cum mixing with his father's cum in his stomach. Then the son sucked Phil and his stomach had three men's cum in it. Just knowing he had three men's semen in his stomach made me hard again." "Oh, god, Dad! How old was he?" "About your age. The son's name was Dan and the father's name was Buck. Anyway, we sat around and talked a while. Then Buck asked me if I would like to watch him fuck Dan." "Oh, fuck!" Dad chuckled. "Dan asked if he could suck me while his father fucked him. Of course, I let him. Then Phil fucked Dan. After he came, he pulled off his condom and poured his spunk into Dan's mouth. It was by far the hottest thing I ever saw." "That's the hottest thing I ever heard! Oh, god! I wish I'd been there." "Yeah. And no complications. Nobody expected anything. It was just pure, hot sex, and each of us came several times. That was the most intense sexual experience of my life and women were not involved. I'm not gay, but I doubt I will ever have sex with a woman again. Or maybe that means I am gay. I do love sex with men, I'm not sure. I do know that if I had to choose being sucked by a beautiful woman, or by Phil, I would pick Phil. He would do a much better job, and there would be no bullshit. "Jason, I can't tell you how happy I am that you don't think I'm a total pervert for what I just told you." "If you are a pervert, I want to be a pervert in training," Dad chuckled. "Will you let me suck you, Dad? Please? It isn't fair that all those strangers get to do it, but I don't." Dad sighed. "I don't know, Jason. If it was just sex, I would say, sure. But how can it be impersonal sex between us? And don't you want a lover?" "I want to be like that son you told me about. I want to suck you and have you fuck me. You don't have to kiss me and you don't have to love me romantically." "I can't see myself fucking you." "But you'll let me suck you?" "Hmm. Yeah. OK." I grinned. I was very happy. "Did it disgust you when Buck fucked his son?" "Lord, no!" "It was hot, right?" "Oh, yeah. But it's different with you." "Why?" Dad didn't say anything for a minute. "Do you think of me as a complication? I'll be your son before it and after it." "Do you really want it so bad?" "I do, Dad." "I really hoped you would hit it off with Phil. He would love to fuck you. He's a top and he's hairy." "Is there some reason you both can't fuck me?" "You'd do that?" "If I like him, I would love to have sex with both of you. But he may not be interested in me." "He is interested. He is very interested. I've shown him pictures of you. He can't wait to fuck you." I gulped. "Did you tell him he could?" "Of course not! It's up to you. I did promise to introduce you, if you were gay." "Is he trying to avoid romance, too?" "No. That is one of the reasons I wanted you two to meet. He could be your lover." "The two of you could share me." Dad groaned. I looked at his crotch. He was hard. I reached out and put my hand on his erection. I squeezed it and Dad didn't stop me. I guessed he liked the idea of sharing me. I squeezed and rubbed his erection. Dad grunted. "You do want it." "I do. More than anything." I took the end of his zipper between my fingers. I pulled, but I couldn't get it down. I was at the wrong angle. I got off the sofa and knelt between his legs. I pulled one of his shoes off. I looked at Dad and he had a sexy smirk on his face. I pulled the other shoe off. Then I pulled the zipper down. "If my cock makes you happy, I want you to be very, very happy, Jason." "I will be. I love you more than anyone else in the world." "More than your mother?" "Yes." Dad smiled and shook his head. "I want you more than anyone else, too. In fact, you are the only man I do want." "You'll like Phil. And I want to watch him fuck you." "Can I suck you while he fucks me?" "You can suck me as often as you like. If I can't get hard, I will still enjoy being in your mouth." I rubbed the outline of Dad's erection. "You are moving in with me, right?" "Yes, Dad." I leaned forward and kissed his erection through his pants. "Take it out, son. Play with it. Suck it. Make me come." I groaned. "Are you going to let me come in your mouth?" "Always, Dad." I unfastened his pants. I tugged on them and he lifted up so I could pull them off. I pulled his packed briefs off and moaned. Rising out of his thick, black pubic hair was a big, veined, uncut cock. "Oh, Daddy! It's so beautiful! I've seen pictures of lots of cocks, but yours! Wow! I love it! I do!" "Love at first sight?" "Absolutely!" Dad let out a contented sigh. I took it in one hand and rubbed it with the fingertips of my other hand. "How big is it?" "Almost eight inches." "Eight fat, beautiful inches." I looked up at Dad. Then I began kissing it. I wasn't exaggerating to Dad. I really did love it. I understood why Phil sucked it for hours. Spending hours with it sounded like a wonderful idea, especially now that I had seen it. I pulled the foreskin back and thought that was wonderful. I am circumcised. His foreskin was amazing to me. The head of his cock was a beautiful shade of pink. I licked it. "Phil loves my cum. I hope you like it." "I'm sure I will. I would probably love the taste of your piss." "I may be a pervert, but I'm not that big of a pervert!" Actually, I was glad about that. "Keep my spunk in your mouth a while so you can appreciate the flavor. It's what wine tasters do with a fine wine." "I will. Dad, I really want your cum. I really wish you would give it to me, rather than strangers. I'm willing to work hard for it." Dad groaned. "Phil has a fantasy of me coming in his mouth and him kissing you and sharing my cum with you." That sounded very, very hot! "Oh, Daddy! I want to do that!" "Then we will. Now suck! Make me come!" I took the head of his cock in my mouth and loved the taste. I frequently visited a webpage run by a cocksucker that taught how to give a really good blowjob. I used what I learned on Dad. He began moaning, immediately. I looked up at Dad. He was filming it with his phone. "You've done this before." I pulled off him. "I'm a virgin. I was saving myself for you." Dad grinned as I took him back in my mouth. Dad was too big to take completely. I could manage several inches, though. I sucked while I stroked him with my hand. With the other hand, I worked his balls. I looked up at him. He was still filming it. "Very nice, son. Suck that big dick. You need to suck it several times a day. It's your job now, sucking it and you said you were willing to work hard. My job is filling my son with jizz. You are my cum dump, now, Jason. Phil used to be." I moaned around it. I could feel my underwear was getting wet. I should have undressed first. Then I realized I couldn't beat off. Both hands were needed to please Dad. While I stroked, fondled, and sucked, Dad thrust his crotch up at me. I wished he was naked. I should have undressed him. "I want to see my cum in your mouth. I want some pictures of it." I did, too. After several minutes, Dad stretched out his hairy legs and said, "Ah." A blast of hot liquid hit the back of my throat. At first I wondered if he had pissed in my mouth, it was so powerful. When the stream stopped, and then a second blast hit the back of my throat, I knew it was his semen. Dad grunted with each spurt. Knowing he was coming in my mouth, made me come. I swallowed his semen as I shot mine in my underwear. Then I remembered not to swallow. He kept shooting, and shooting, though. I had to swallow some of it. I continued to work his cock and he seemed to come for a long time. I was glad about that. But it did end, unfortunately. He gently pushed my head off his cock. I opened my mouth and he looked inside. He had a big grin on his face. He took some pictures. He tilted my head and took some more. "You can close your mouth, but don't swallow yet." He sat, looking perfectly contented. I knelt there for several minutes. His cock was still erect and there was quite a bit of his cum on it. I pressed my face in his crotch and smelled him with my mouth full of his cum. His still stiff cock was pressing against my cheek. It was amazing. The best experience of my life. Finally, he said, "You can swallow." I did. His cum tasted strange, but I loved it. "I love your semen." Dad smiled. He wiped my cheek and held his thumb out. Some of his cum was on it. "You missed some." I leaned forward and sucked the cum off his thumb. Then I licked the cum off his cock. Dad smiled. I stood up and pulled my clothes off. Dad saw my underwear. When I stepped out of it, he got up and walked to the bathroom. He brought back a towel and I wiped my cum off me. "Was it hot?" Dad chuckled. "It was the hottest fucking thing I've ever done. You have such an innocent face. Seeing my own son with his lips wrapped around my cock was incredibly hot. I can't wait to see the pictures!" "Can I suck you while you look at them?" Dad grinned at me. He slapped his cock against the palm of his other hand. "This guy is yours to love and take care of." I grinned and Dad laughed. "I know what to give you for your eighteenth birthday." I leaned forward and kissed his cock. "Thank you for giving me my present early. I love it. Dad pulled me up and hugged me. "I want to move in with you right away. Is that all right?" "Of course. I'm starting to realize how wonderful it's going to be to have you with me all the time. I loved spending time with you when we weren't having hot sex." He sat down and pulled me onto his lap. "Does being your cum dump mean I get all your cum?" Dad laughed. "Do you want all of it?" "Yes." Dad shook his head, but he was grinning. "Then it is yours. I am not about to give a stranger something my son wants." He put his hand behind my head and pulled my face to his. We kissed and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I was surprised, but very happy. We kissed for a long time, with both of us moaning in enjoyment. "I missed kissing, Jason. I haven't kissed anyone since your mother." "You haven't lost your skill!" He grinned at me. I pressed my mouth to his and we kissed, again. That time he wrapped his arms around me, and that made it even better. "Are you ready to be a former virgin?" "I am, Dad!" "I want Phil here." I nodded. "He is going to fuck you first." I wanted Dad to be my first, but I didn't say anything. "I've been thinking about it, and I think it will be best. He is smaller than me. He can stretch you out. After he comes inside you, you will be stretched, and his cum will make it easier to take me." "That makes perfect sense. I love you, Dad." "I love you, son. I didn't think it was possible for me to love you more than I did, but after that second kiss, I realized I don't want you out of my sight for a second." I smiled at him. "Can I sleep with you?" Dad thought for a second. "Yeah. I would really like that. I would like Phil sleeping with us eventually, or vice-versa. You can sleep in the middle." The doorbell rang and Dad frowned. He started to get up, so I got off his lap. "I wonder who that is?" he asked as he put on his pants. "Should I get dressed?" "Let me look through the keyhole." Dad walked to the door. "What do you know, it's Phil." "Oh, you said he came by every evening." "Not on weekends. He knows you are here. Are you ready to meet him?" "Yes, but should I get dressed?" Dad grinned. "I am certain Phil would prefer you naked." Dad opened the door. "I'm sorry, Jack, but I really wanted to meet Jason." "Come on in and meet him." Phil walked into the room and stared at me in shock. I was embarrassed. But lord, he was hot! He was also dressed very nicely. His outfit looked expensive and I was naked. "We dress casual on weekends," Dad said. Phil started laughing and then I did. "Phil, this is my son, Jason." Phil held his hand out and I shook it. "Jason came out to me. He wanted to suck my cock, so I let him." Phil gasped and I laughed. He looked at the floor and picked up the towel Dad had cleaned me with. Phil looked on the towel and then started eating my cum off it. "That's Jason's." Phil said, "Mmm, as he sucked on the material. "Jason came in his pants when I shot in his mouth." Phil moaned. I could see the outline of his erection, and I began rubbing it. He moaned and dropped the towel. "Do you want that, Jason?" "I do. Will you come in my mouth, too?" "Oh, baby! Yes! I eat cum all the time, but no one eats mine." "Your first load is going in his ass," Dad said. Phil gasped. "After you stretch him and lube him up with your spunk, I will fuck him. But you get my boy's cherry." "Oh, god, Jack! Are you sure?" "Yeah." "Jason, are you sure?" Phil asked. "Yes, but I wish you were naked." Phil started getting undressed. "I didn't expect this! I just wanted to meet you. I dressed up." "You look very nice. Dad said the two of you will share me." Phil gasped again as he kicked off his shoes. He turned to Dad. "Do you mean that?" "Yes, if Jason is willing. I want him to have a lover who will take care of him. I love him, but I'm his father. I want him to have some romance in his life, too. Hot, hot sex, and romance." Phil chuckled. "And I hope you will give up anonymous sex, Phil. I worry about you." "Oh, Jack." "I know you get tested every week, but eventually-" "I know. I know. Sucking has a low risk of infection, but it isn't zero, and I suck a lot of cocks each week. It's why I get tested so often." He took off his shirt. He was hairy. He looked like he worked out a lot. His muscles were very defined. "Are you really going to let me bareback Jason?" "You are still negative, aren't you?" "Yeah. Wow! I've never barebacked before." "Well, if you will settle down with Jason and me, you will be able to do it all the time." Phil shook his head. "I'm afraid I am dreaming." He pushed his pants down. "Now I think I am," I said. He had a beautiful cock. I wasn't as big as Dad's, but it was uncut and had a graceful, upward curve. His was pink where Dad's was more brown, but it was very nice. "Do you like it?" Phil asked. "I love it." "Why don't you show Phil how much you love it?" Dad said. I knelt and took him in my mouth. Phil moaned. "Jason said he wanted me to come in his mouth. I should do that first." "If you do, you won't shoot enough in his ass to lubricate it," Dad said. "People get fucked all the time without my spunk." I let go of his cock and laughed. Phil pulled me up. "What do you want, Jason?" "I want you to kiss me." Phil grinned and wrapped his arms around me. We kissed. It wasn't as intense as kissing Dad, but it was still very nice. I held his dick while we kissed. He reached between my legs and I spread them. His finger pressed against my hole. He pulled away. "I want you, Jason." I smiled at him. "I think we're lovers. Dad has it all arranged." Dad laughed. Phil looked at Dad. "I'm serious, Phil," I said to him. "How do you feel about it, Jason?" "I think you are very hot and Dad likes you. I would be a fool to keep looking. I don't want to worry about catching something from you, though." Phil nodded. Then he smiled. "Will you let me fuck you as often as I want?" I thought about that. I really wanted his cum. "Will you let me suck you some? I want to taste your cum." "Oh, baby! There isn't a reason in the world I can't fuck you and pull out in time to come in your mouth." I smiled and he laughed. "In fact, if you keep your ass clean, both of us can do that whenever we fuck you. Right, Jack?" I looked at Dad. "I suppose. Is it safe?" "You saw Dan clean his father's cock with his mouth after Buck fucked him. He cleaned mine after I fucked him. He cleaned it so well, I fed him another load." "That's true. Jason did say he loves my cum." "Oh, I am sure of that. It's very tasty and you are his father." "It's OK with me," Dad said. "Is it all right if I speak to Jason privately?" "Sure, Phil. Go in Jason's room." Phil took my hand and we walked into my bedroom. Phil sat on the bed. I sat next to him. "I spent the night here once. Your dad and I had been drinking. I could smell you, Jason. My cock was hard all night." "Really?" "Yeah." He let out a breath. "I want you, but I don't want you to have sex with me to make your father happy." "Phil, you are incredibly sexy. I want you. But I really don't want to share you. Dad wants you and me to be lovers. I'm fine with that. I would pay money to have sex with you, but I won't share my lover." He nodded. "Is it even possible for you to give up sucking all those cocks?" "I will be honest. I don't know. I hope so. I'm ready to try. The thing is, I love sucking, but after spending hours sucking strangers, I feel even more lonely than I did before I started. I've dated lots of men and they always broke it off because I couldn't give up gloryholes." It wasn't sounding hopeful to me. It sounded like an addiction. I really didn't want to worry the rest of my life about catching something from him. But he had been doing it for a long time, it seemed, and he hadn't caught anything. Or maybe he had. He was HIV negative, but there are other diseases. "Have you ever caught any STDs from sucking?" "Yes. I had a sore throat that didn't go away. It turned out to be gonorrhea." I gulped and Phil looked uncomfortable. No wonder the other guys broke off with him. "Jason, I have a crush on you and I'm in love with your father." That shocked the hell out of me. "I know I will lose both of you if I backslide. I am going to spend all my free time with you, if you will let me." I smiled at him. "I really want this to work." I nodded. "Does Dad know you are in love with him?" "Yes." "I guess that is why he wants us to all be in a relationship." "I had no idea he wanted that." Phil shook his head. "But it makes me love your father more. And I think I will love you even more. You are very much like him. Your appearance, mannerisms, and the way you think." "I always pay close attention to what he says and ignore most of what my mother says." "Well, that's why." He tilted my head up and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I jacked him off while we kissed. "That's a beautiful sight." I pulled away and saw Dad smiling in the doorway. He was also stroking himself. "Dad, I want Phil to be my lover, as long as he gives up anonymous sex." "Phil, that makes it up to you." "I know, Jack. I love you both. I won't let either of you down." "Let's get Jason fucked. I lost my virginity when I was thirteen. Jason is overdue." I grinned at Dad.