Date: Fri, 20 Dec 2013 00:37:19 -0500 From: mbmike21@gmail.com Subject: Dad and the Den part 2 This story is meant for the gay-incest section of nifty. I understand that is up to you where it is put but that was my main intention. If any other names appear besides the email address or "Mike B" please remove them as part of the anonymity process. Also, if the font gets changed to an overall different one that is ok with me. Dad and the Den-Part 2 copyright mbmike21@gmail.com This is mostly a work of fiction and if it resembles anyone or events it is purely coincidental. This story contains consensual acts of a sexual nature involving a father and his teenage son. If this is illegal in your area, do not continue reading. If any of this offends you please do not read any further, this story is meant for adult readers only. Also remember that Nifty needs your donations to provide these stories http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html His dad turned and left the room leaving Danny alone and hard. After about 30 seconds he let go of his shirt. It rose up, letting his hard cock spring out. It had grown a lot since the last time he was spanked. It was now over six inches long and thick. He gave it a couple strokes and then he just tried to catch as much cum in his hand as it began to shoot out. He knew that the first few spurts had overshot his hand some distance but he managed to catch enough. He wiped his hand on the inside of his underwear since there was nowhere else and then went upstairs to the bathroom where he stripped out of his clothes and cleaned himself off, throwing his clothes into the hamper. His bedroom was right next to the bathroom and it was dark so he figured he would be able to walk naked the few feet to his bedroom without anyone seeing but as he came out he ran right into his dad as he was heading in the other direction. His dad grunted a curt apology but then trailed off as he looked down at Danny and realized his naked state. Father and son awkwardly stared at each other for a minute before Danny decided to just go to his bedroom. As he was closing his bedroom door he looked back at his dad and realized that he was still looking at him, more specifically at his crotch. Danny looked down... Oh fuck, he was still hard. Over the next month things went back to the usual routine with one difference. Danny noticed that his dad seemed to be looking at him more. They would be eating dinner or watching TV together and he would look up and catch him looking at him with a thoughtful expression. Danny was thankful that his olive skin hid any blushes because sometimes he couldn't stop them. He kept wondering if perhaps his dad knew how much he had liked what had happened in the den, or that almost every time he jacked off now it was to that memory. One Saturday, while his mom was out, his dad asked him to clean his room. He had wanted to go with a couple of buddies but his dad told him he couldn't go until after it was done. So, Danny did a quick job, picking up his dirty clothes and throwing them into the laundry basket. He picked up a few other things, throwing them into his closet and under his bed before leaving to go to his buddy's house. Around 8 he got back to the house. Mom was still gone but much to his surprise he found his dad waiting for him in his bedroom. "Dad? What are you doing in here?" "I came up to see if you had cleaned your room. I told you to clean it. Not throw everything in your closet." He must not have looked under the bed, Danny thought. "It's fine. This is how I usually clean it." "It's not fine. I told you to clean it and since you didn't clean it properly you have to be punished." Danny felt his mouth go dry, both wanting and dreading... "Are you going to spank me again?" His dad nodded. "If you didn't want me to, then you should have done what I told you to." Danny looked at his dad suspiciously. It was an odd phrasing and he didn't sound or look as mad as he usually did when he was punishing him. "Okaaaay?" Danny started towards his bedroom door. "Where are you going?" He heard his dad say. Danny turned around to look at his dad. "I'm going to the den." His dad had an unreadable look on his face. "No, not this time. We are going to do it here." Danny was confused. "Why here?" "Why not here? You are getting punished for not cleaning your room. It might as well be in your room. Now shut up and do what you are supposed to do. Drop your pants and hold on to that dresser." "Why the-" "Just do it now!" His dads face was darkening, and Danny obeyed. He walked over to his dresser and then like before, pulled down both his pants and boxer briefs, before leaning forward and placing his hands on the dresser in front of him. Above the dresser was a mirror. And he was able to watch as his dad walked up behind him. He saw the hand come back and then an instant later felt it as it connected with his ass. Immediately he felt his body tense up and his cock, which had gotten semi-hard in anticipation, was now almost completely erect. He closed his eyes as the hand came down a second time, trying to keep himself from making any noise. When he opened them again they met and locked his dad's eyes in the mirror. On the third slap he noticed something different. His dad's hands were still meeting his glutes with the same amount of force, but instead of immediately pulling it back his dad's hand was lingering. Each time it lingered longer and longer, and after the tenth one, right around the time he would usually stop Danny couldn't help but let a gasp escape him, as his dad's thumb began to slide along his ass crack as he lifted it for the next slap. By the time they were at 15 Danny knew his dad was dragging it out. He could see his never changing expression in the mirror. Finally his dad stopped after a few more. Danny looked at his face in the mirror and saw that it still hadn't changed. "Finnish cleaning up your room." Was all he said before he walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Danny let out the breath he was holding. His body was so taught that he was almost shaking. He reached down for his cock and after a few shorts pumps he came all over the dresser in front of him. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He was completely mortified that his dad had seen his reaction. His knew that it had pretty much said I am a huge fag who wants a fuck from his daddy. For the next couple weeks he made it a point of avoiding his dad. When he didn't mention or bring up the incident, acting as if it had never happened, Danny began to relax. Taking his cue from his dad, he pretended like it had never happened. The next Friday they were alone in the house together. His mother was out with her bowling league and Danny's plans with his friends had fallen through so he was at home. His dad was watching wrestling in his chair again and Danny sat down on the sofa. He watched as the men on the screen grappled with each other in the short speedos that they all seemed to wear, and he made sure to reposition himself, to hide the hard-on that he was getting in his pants. He looked over to see if his dad had noticed anything and realized his dad had been watching him again. When Danny had looked over his dad had gone back to watching the TV, but Danny knew he hadn't been mistaken. He was watching him. This happened multiple times, and each time he looked over his dad would start watching the TV again. Danny began to feel uncomfortable again and thought about leaving but the next time he looked over at his dad he realized that he had been missing something. His dad had been looking at him but while he was doing that he had also been stroking his cock which was pushed out the side of his black briefs. Danny just hadn't noticed because he had been looking at his dad's face. He couldn't help but stare at its thickness. It wasn't exceptionally long. Maybe a little over seven inches but it was very thick. He saw a drop of pre-cum escape the large purple head and Danny wondered what it would be like to taste it. He looked up at his dad's face and knew that his dad wanted him to see it. He smiled and then readjusted himself. Putting one leg over the arm of the chair so that his legs were spread open and Danny could look his fill. Without thinking, Danny had begun to start rubbing his own cock. Danny noticed that his dad's eyes kept flicking down between his crotch and face. Finally after a couple meaningful looks Danny got the message and stood up so he could slide his pants down. He sat back down on the sofa, and spread his legs. For a long time they sat there looking at each other as they stroked their cocks. Danny brought himself to the brink multiple times but didn't cum, thinking that this might be the only time this happened. At some point they had both removed their shirts. Finally the clock in the kitchen chimed ten. Knowing that his mom would be home soon he spit into his hand and then began to pick up the speed. His dad did the same. Danny watched as his dad's hand went up and down on his shaft and thought about how much pleasure that hand had given him and wondered how much that cock could. When he was close he let out a moan and his dad did the same almost right after. Finally, Danny felt the pressure build up in his groin and he felt his own cum hit him in the face as he came. He could hear his dad's deep moans over his own adolescent whimpers. When they were done they looked at each other, both short of breath with a fine sheen of sweat on their tanned bodies. His dad smiled at him and put one finger to his lips in the sign of a secret. He then pulled off his underwear, grabbed his shirt and walked past Danny, ass naked. Danny turned himself to watch his dad's hairy butt as he walked down the hallway. A few minutes later he heard the pipes kick in, and knew his dad was probably in the shower. He sat there for a minute before gathering up his own clothes and heading upstairs to the other shower. As he stood there rinsing his own cum off of his body me marveled at what had just happened. He and his Dad had just fucking jacked off together! Not only that but they had jacked off just to the sight of each other's' naked bodies. As he got into bed that night, all he could think about was his dad's cock and how much he wanted to put his lips around it and taste that drop of pre-cum that he had seen come out of it. Saturday he had football practice and plans with friends, things that he normally loved, which now seemed to go on forever. All he wanted to do was be alone with his dad again. All he could think about was what had happened and what he wanted to happen next. By the time he got home it was past 11 and both his parents were home in bed. As he got undressed and fell asleep he thought to about what might happen tomorrow. He slept in later than he normally would. When he got up his mother had already gone to church. Danny knew she had something planned with her group after, so she wouldn't be home for hours. He went to find his dad. He looked all around and even called for him a couple times. Getting no answer he looked out the window at the driveway and saw that his car was gone. Slightly disappointed, he went back up to his room and laid on his bed. He pulled out a few old comic books that he hadn't read in a few years. After about an hour he heard his dad's old trailblazer pull into the driveway. He got up and went out to the landing to wait for his dad. He saw him come in through the front door and look up at Danny but he just kept on walking, putting his coat on the hall tree and going into the living room. He heard the television a minute later. Danny went back to his room and sat down on his bed. His dad hadn't said anything. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, that his dad would call him down so they do a repeat of Friday night. It certainly wasn't that look of indifference his dad had just given him. As he sat there Danny came to a resolve, he was going to do what he had wanted to do for so long. He took off this socks, shirt, pants, and then finally his underwear. Then he went downstairs, stopping briefly in the hallway to gather his courage and make sure he wanted to go through with this. He made sure to walk through the living room, making eye contact with his dad. He went into the kitchen and went to the fridge. He pulled out one of his dad's beers and then turned around. His dad was leaning against the doorway, watching him. "What are you going to do with that?" He asked. "Drink it." Danny popped the top. "You know I will have to punish you if you do." Danny looked his dad in the eye. "I know." And then he put the beer to his lips and took a couple swallows before setting it down on the counter. His dad was looking at him with a slightly avaricious expression. "Get your ass to the den." Danny turned and started walking. When he got there his dad wasn't immediately behind him like usual. After a minute Danny started to get nervous wondering if he had made a mistake but then his dad entered, only in his gray boxer briefs and Danny started to get hard. "Brace yourself against the desk." Danny turned and obediently obeyed, waiting, his body almost shaking with anticipation. He felt the heat from his dad's body as he came up behind him. He felt his dad's hand slide across his ass and then it was gone, only to return an instant later. Danny felt the thwack of his hand and immediately his body tensed from the immediate sting. This time though his dad kept his hand on Danny's ass, with his thumb pressed between his cheeks close to his hole, so that when Danny clenched his cheeks he could feel it...ever so close. Once Danny released his glutes, this was repeated. Twenty times he clenched and released his ass, sometimes pushing back against his father's hand, and letting out small moans of pleasure which he had never done before. Finally his dad told him to face him. Danny stood up and turned around, almost every inch of his body had become hypersensitized. "Where is my kiss? You forgot it last time." Danny said. His dad's voice was hoarse, but there wasn't any hesitation as he said, "I did. If you want it, come and get it." Danny took a step forward so the fronts of their bodies were against each other. His cock was against his dad's thigh and he could feel his dad's, leaking pre-cum through the material against his stomach. Danny leaned in and pressed his lips to his dads. Immediately, almost as if his dad had been holding back his control, things became forceful on both sides. His dad was almost devouring him with the kiss, his tongue probing through the lips to reach his son's. Danny was tearing at the now offensive boxer briefs, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the material tore, releasing his dad's cock. Their arms were around each other, both squeezing and pulling the other one closer. His dad's hands moved down his back to cup him under his now sore buttocks, slightly lifting him up and off his feet to press their hips closer together, crushing their two cocks between their bodies. Danny immediately opened his mouth wider in a gasp as pleasure and pain once again mixed. His dad took advantage, delving his tongue in even further. Danny pushed his hands against his dad's chest. At first, it was like trying to move a brick wall but after putting a bit more muscle into it his dad let him put his feet down and once that happened, another push completely separated them. His dad looked livid but as soon as Danny dropped to his Knees in front of him and wrapped his arms around his hips to pull him closer, that looked changed back to an indolent, lustful one. Danny tried to take all of his dad's cock into his mouth but he had never sucked on anyone's cock, let alone one so large. It was slow going at first and he gagged a few times but from his dad's face above him, he guessed he was doing it right. Once it was all in his dad grabbed a fistful of his hair, using it to hold his son's head steady as he began to face fuck him. Danny gagged multiple times, and each time his dad slowed but did not completely stop or remove his cock. Finally his dad released his hair and took a step back, only to come down upon Danny on the floor. Again their tongues did battle while there pelvises crushed up against each other. Finally his dad broke the kiss and flipped Danny over. He settled himself over Danny, and then began to slide his cock, now slickened with his own son's saliva into that same son's ass. Danny Began to wriggle in pain, his sensitive cock rubbing into the shag carpeting on the floor. Danny thought his dad would go slow but once the head was in he slammed the rest of his cock in after it. Danny's whole body tightened and he choked back a scream as a pain like he had never felt before ripped through him. His dad was now slamming his cock into Danny's ass, over and over again. His hands held his son's hips in a bruising grip, pulling on them to bring Danny closer so his cock could go deeper. Eventually the pain turned into an intense pleasure as his body adjusted to his dad's cock, allowing it to go deeper. Danny let out a small whimper, and his dad began to moan deep in his throat as his paced increased. Danny's cock had been rubbing into the carpet and he could not hold back any longer as feeling in front joined with the pleasurable pain that he was now receiving from his father's thorough fucking of his ass. He let out a moan just as his father was reaching his crest, cumming onto the carpet beneath him. The tightening of his son's body from the orgasm sent his father over the edge. He began moaning into Danny's ear and then Danny felt his father's body spasm as his warm cum began to fill his son's ass. Finally his father collapsed, rolling to the side with Danny still clutched in his arms and his cock still in his ass. Danny pressed his head against his father's chest hair... his father had just taken his virginity, and it was fucking awesome. He thought about the first time his father had been on top of him in this room and how things had both changed and yet were exactly the same If you liked this story or want to discuss, it is ok to email me. Your responses will help me gauge if I should write another couple installments. Thanks to all those who did respond after the first part. I hope to hear from you again. If you did not like it or wish to send hate mail, please refrain.