Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2013 06:31:07 -0800 (PST) From: Uncle Jim Subject: Dad's and My Weekend Ritual Dad's and My Weekend Ritual INCEST (M/B) Written by Unclejim1980@yahoo.com The main events described in this short story are true. This story contains events depicting sexual activities including fetishes shared between the same sex (male) This story should only be viewed by adults of 18 years and older (or 21 years old depending on your place in the world). Finally - I do not condone or encourage sexual relations with children. Keep such thoughts in your head, on paper or in your hand! Do not act them out. Copyright 2013 My Mum was quite prudish when it came to the naked body and would admonish my Dad and I if we so much as walked around in summer with no t shirt on. However, at weekends Mum worked in town and Dad was charged with looking after me, his 9 year old son. One weekend I was watching cartoons in the living room but needed a wee really bad so I dashed along to the bathroom in my PJ's. I was met with my Dad coming out of his bedroom completely naked. This was the first time I had ever seen him naked and I froze to the spot and stared at his naked frame. He was 6 foot tall, broad, slight beer belly, hairy and quite well endowed (in actual fact he was probably about 7 inches erect but to me at that age that was absolutely massive!) In the distance I heard my Dad say "What's up sport, cat got your tongue?". I didn't reply I just kept drinking in his bodY. Particularly his cock which had a droplet of liquid at the cock head which was only partially covered by his foreskin. Dad made his cock bounce for me and chuckled when he saw my eyes widen and jaw drop as it bounced and inflated to a semi erection. "Are you gonna let your old Daddy have a wee son?" I snapped out of my daze and let him pass by. I followed him into the bathroom. "What are you doing sport?" he asked as he let out a powerful jet of piss into the toilet "I need a wee Daddy" I replied talking to his pissing cock rather than his face! "Well come on then, there's enough room for us both to have a wee". I shyly exposed my little cock which was rock hard (I didn't really understand why) and wrestled with it until I eventually started to piss. Dad finished up first and waited until I finished before flushing the toilet. "Daddy your Willy is so much bigger than mine and it looks different too. It's got hairs on the top" I asked accusingly! "Don't worry son, as you get older yours will look the same". He replied smiling. I reached my hand out and began innocently wanking my Dad's cock. The slippery foreskin covering and uncovering the head fascinated me. The more I played with it the bigger it got and the shinier the cock head became. "I don't think you should be doing that son!" Dad gasped as his cock throbbed in my young hand. "But it's fun Daddy and it's really warm too". I quickly brought my Daddy to the point of no return and his cock blasted out rope after rope of thick white cum. "Eurgh Daddy! You're weeing again!". I said as I let go off his spurting cock. "No son, it's what Daddy's make to give to Mummy's so they can have a baby. It's a special cream" He said as he took over from where I left off and vigorously wanked his cock until his orgasm subsided. I watched in amazement as Dad licked his hand. He noticed me staring wide eyed at him with a mixture of wonder and disgust. "Erm, we can't waste it son just because your Mummy doesn't want babies anymore" he said trying to explain himself away. Most of the cum had gone right into the toilet. Daddy's cream lost forever I lamented as if he'd just lost his favourite watch! But I noticed some was still around the cock head and I bent over and licked it up right from the source! A salty, slightly bitter taste but not altogether unpleasant. It was never going to take the place of Coco Pops but still! Dad moaned as I eagerly lapped at the sensitive cock until he had to bat me off it. He crouched down to me so he was eye level and said "Now this has to our secret son. You cannot tell your Mummy, your friends, teachers or any grown ups. Daddy would get into a lot of trouble if people knew what we had done even though it was fun. Do you understand sport?" I nodded in agreement and flung my arms around his neck for a cuddle thrilled that we had a secret. "Now let's both get showered and dressed" he announced. Over the coming weeks we progressed from me wanking my Dad to me giving him a blowjob at least 4 times during the weekend whilst Mum worked. We never played during the week because it was too risky which is probably why we never had anal sex. My mum still bathed me and Dad didn't want her to become suspicious of our father/son special time. Our weekend ritual continued until I was about 13 years old when I suddenly felt that what we were doing was weird and I simply stopped doing it (stupid I know!). We never spoke about it again but I worked it out that over the 3 years I had given my Dad around 300 blowjobs. He has passed away now but I often look back at those times and wish I had continued, but more for his sake than mine. The End