Date: Sat, 27 Oct 2012 16:41:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Trick Is Dad's Treat (gay/incest)

This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any
similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't
read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you,
or if you're not interested in grown sons getting to know their dads. On
the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is...


MY TRICK IS DAD'S TREAT

I rang the bell and stood back to wait for the door to open. Larry nudged
my shoulder and laughed.

At 18, we were both too old to be wearing costumes and going from door to
door to beg for candy, but Larry, my best friend, insisted that we had to
do one final hometown Halloween before we graduated and headed off to
college. So, I'd given in, grabbed a pair of my dad's silk striped pajamas,
and put on the rubber zombie mask Larry provided. Larry was dressed as some
superhero. I don't know which one; he was the comic geek; I wasn't. In
fact, when he showed up at my house earlier, the only way I definitely
recognized him was by the outline of his plump cock in the amazingly tight
tights. I'd played with that thing enough to know it when I saw it.

I did a quick adjustment of my hardening cock and hid it behind my goodies
bag just as the door opened. There stood Mrs. Johnson, our calculus
teacher. She must have been 60 if she was a day, and she looked every bit
of it, but she was nice and made learning fun.

"Trick or treat," Larry and I crowed.

"Well, boys, aren't you a bit old for Halloween?"

"You're never too old for candy, Mrs. Johnson," Larry laughed.

"Then help yourselves, Larry," Mrs. Johnson said as she held out a bowl
full of candy bars.

"How did you know it was me?" Larry asked, slightly disappointed, as he
took one of the candy bars.

"Your voice gave you away. Otherwise, I didn't have a clue," she assured
him. "And this must be Davey, since I never see one of you without the
other."

"Yes, Mrs. Johnson," I confirmed as I reached out to take one of the
offered candy bars.

"Since the evening seems to be winding down, you boys should help
yourselves to a few more bars," she said, holding the bowl out toward us
again. "I insist," she added when we hesitated.

We both quickly grabbed a handful of bars, dropped them in our bags, and
said, "Happy Halloween."

"Be safe, boys."

"We always are," Larry laughed as he nudged me with his shoulder. I shoved
him back playfully, and then we headed back down the sidewalk as
Mrs. Johnson closed her door.

*****

"Not a bad haul," I said when we were walking up the sidewalk to my front
door.

"Not a bad ass," Larry said as he slapped me on the rump.

"Then it's a good thing you're spending the night. If you're lucky, I might
trade a little ass for a lot of candy."

The front door of my house suddenly swung open, and a drunk staggered
out. I don't know who it was, but he was dressed as Santa and he stumbled
down the sidewalk, barreling right between Larry and me. The man was so big
and broad that the blow knocked us to the ground on either side of the
walk.

"Merry Christmas to you too," I called.

"Your parents have some classy friends," Larry laughed as we both stood up
and looked after the departing Mr. Claus.

The door to my house was still wide open and the music was blaring
out. Every single light must have been on.

"Come on," I said, and headed inside.

*****

I led Larry through the house and maneuvered among all the costume-clad
guests. I recognized some of my parents' friends and colleagues, but others
wore identity-hiding costumes and masks. The drinks had obviously been
flowing, and the guests were laughing, talking, and even making out.

"Your parents throw quite a party," Larry observed.

"So I see."

I was kind of embarrassed as I led Larry upstairs, but that embarrassment
quickly turned to shock when I opened my own bedroom door and saw a couple
having sex on MY bed. I stopped short and Larry ran into me.

We just stood there frozen and watched Captain Hook fuck Snow White. I
could feel Larry's cock harden and press against my ass. He reached around
with one arm and held my stomach to pull me back against him. I started to
grind against him in sync with the movements of Hook's bare ass. The
sensation of my dad's silk pajamas shifting against my skin was amazing.

I don't know who Snow White was, but she was obviously not snow
white. "Fuck me harder, Hook!" she moaned.

"I'm gonna cum, Snow," Hook growled. He thrust his hips forward and threw
his head back to let out a guttural moan. As Hook's long wig fell back to
reveal his face, Larry buried his face in my neck and reached down to grab
my rigid cock, but I shoved him backward into the hallway and closed the
door.

"That was hot!" hissed Larry.

"That was my dad!" I hissed back and headed downstairs.

*****

We were still carrying our bags of treats as we headed up the sidewalk
toward the front door of Larry's house. In the rush to leave my house, I
never even thought of putting them down.

"I'll be glad to get out of this costume," Larry said.

"Yeah, I felt your dick straining to get out of it while you were watching
my dad fuck that woman."

"Well, yours felt pretty solid to me too."

"I can't believe I just watched my dad fuck someone."

"At least it wasn't your mother," Larry laughed. "That would have been
weird."

"Thanks."

"Well, you know what I mean," Larry joked.

"Yeah, I know. I've always guessed my parents fucked around. I've just
never seen it myself."

"He does have a nice ass," Larry said. "But not as nice as his son's."

"After what you saw, you're so horny you would fuck any ass you got your
hands on."

"True, but I would prefer yours. Oh fuck," Larry said, stopping short.

"What is it?"

"I forgot my keys."

"I'm not surprised, since you don't have anywhere to hide them. But it
looks like your dad's at home," I said as I slapped his tights-covered ass
and headed on toward the house.

"Yeah, he hardly ever goes out since Mom left," Larry said as he caught up
to me while I was ringing the bell. He slapped my ass in retaliation for my
previous strike.

"I really do want that ass," he said and then started to giggle
uncontrollably.

"Shhhhh!" I said. "Let's see if he recognizes us."

"Like he won't?"

"Mrs. Johnson didn't until you opened your big mouth," I reminded him.

"Are we just going to stand here without saying anything?"

"Okay, we'll say 'trick or treat' together, but that's it," I said. "And
I'll bet you a blowjob he doesn't recognize us."

"I'll bet you a fuck he does," Larry said.

"Give or get?"

"Your choice," he conceded.

"Deal," I confirmed as I held out my hand.

We shook hands and then turned back as the door opened.

"Trick...!" we yelled out, but the rest stuck in our throats. We both just
stared at his dad, who was wearing only a leather gladiator skirt and two
leather wrist cuffs. He'd obviously oiled up as well, since his muscles and
hairy chest glistened in the porch light. We almost didn't even notice the
bowl of candy he was holding.

"Well, I wouldn't mind a trick, but don't I at least get the option of a
treat?" He smiled.

Larry and I looked at each other, gulped, looked back at his dad, and said
softly, "...or treat."

"Just a second," Larry's dad said thoughtfully. "I have a different treat
bowl that you boys might like better." He left the door open, so we had a
good view of his muscular back, ass, and legs as he walked down the hallway
and into the living room.

"What the fuck?" I whispered to Larry.

"Don't ask me," Larry responded. "I guess your dad isn't the only one with
a surprise or two up his sleeve."

Larry's dad returned from the living room with a bowl that he extended to
us. Larry and I just stared at it because it was full of condom packets.

"I was saving these for some friends who are coming over later, but from
the looks of it," he said, nodding toward our crotches, you could use some
of these."

Larry and I quickly held our treat bags in front of our erections that had
popped up as we'd watched Larry's dad walk back to the door. We both
quickly reached out to grab a couple condoms each and drop them in our
bags, and then we turned to walk away.

"What now?" Larry hissed.

"Dad's probably through with my bed by now," I laughed softly.

"Boys?" Larry's dad called.

We turned around and walked back the couple of steps to the front door. We
just stood silently in front of Larry's dad. I elbowed Larry and nodded
toward his dad's gladiator skirt, which was obviously tenting.

Larry's dad looked down at his tent and then back at me before he
spoke. "Yes, Mr. Zombie, it looks like things aren't hanging as straight as
they were before you knocked on my door. Since it's your fault, how about
you come inside and help me deal with it. Besides, it might be good for you
to try on those treats to make sure they fit."

We stood motionless for a moment and just watched Larry's dad walk away
from us.

"Is he...?" I finally whispered.

"I don't believe it," Larry responded.

"Well, this isn't a Snickers bar," I said holding up one of the condoms,
"and I'm not going to miss this chance."

"But he's my dad."

"Exactly," I hissed, "and I've been drooling over him for years. So if he
wants to get his cock sucked, I'll suck it. And if he wants to fuck some
ass, I'm ready, willing, and able."

"Well, boys?" Larry's dad called from the living room. "Either come in and
close the door or close the door and go on your way, but I'm feeling a bit
of a draft."

"Davey, I can't."

"Your loss," I said, and then I turned to head for the living room. I heard
the door close, but I didn't look back to see whether Larry was on the
inside or the outside. I just headed on to the living room.

"Mr. Zombie, I figured at least you would be interested in some additional
Halloween treats, and a trick or two," Larry's dad said when I arrived at
the living room and stopped to stare.

He was sitting on the sofa with his muscular legs spread wide, his
gladiator skirt flipped up onto his firm stomach, and his fist slowly
stroking up and down his rigid cock. I gulped but didn't move.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked with a grin. "Take off your mask
and join the party."

I walked across the room to kneel between his legs, but I didn't remove the
mask. I was mesmerized by this cock that I'd never seen before. As Larry's
dad continued to stroke, I was memorizing every inch. The slicked-down hair
on the plump balls that bobbed up and down as he stroked. The slight ridge
that ran along the shaft from his balls to the head. The light-blue
blood-filled veins that stood out in an intricate pattern around the shaft.
The thick head that disappeared into his fist, only to re-emerge on the
next down-stroke. His entire cock and balls seemed to glow in the
lamplight.

"Well, are you just going to admire it, or are you going to help me out?"
Larry's dad asked. "This is going to be a long night, and I need a good
blowjob to drain my balls now so I can last longer later."

I tentatively reached out and wrapped my right hand around his cock. The
pleasure of feeling the heat of his dick instantly warming my palm forced
an involuntary moan from my throat.

"Like the feel of my cock, do you, boy?"

I nodded silently as I began to stroke his shaft slowly and gently.

"Tighter. It won't break. I've tested it enough myself to make sure of
that."

I tightened my grip on his cock and began to pump it more firmly. I also
reached up with my left hand to cup his balls and give them an occasional
squeeze.

"Looks like you've done this before," he chuckled.

I nodded my head in vigorous assent as a large bubble of precum emerged
from his piss slit and just glistened there in the lamplight.

"So is this all you've done, or are you going to give me a professional
blowjob too?"

Silently, I released his balls so I could lift the chin of my mask just
enough to free up my eager mouth. I licked my lips quickly to moisten them
up, gulped back the anticipatory saliva, and leaned in to flick my tongue
across the head of Larry's dad's cock. The bubble of precum was delicious,
and I dove my tongue into the slit to find more. I made a firm stroke from
the base of his shaft to the head and was rewarded with another glob of
delicious daddy precum. I let out a contented and appreciative moan.

"Glad you're enjoying the preliminaries, but I need to blow a load before
the rest of the guys get here. So get busy sucking or pumping or
something."

I quickly leaned in and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I swirled
my tongue around it a few times to get it well covered in saliva, and then
I began to suck it farther into my mouth and down my throat. I held it
there for a few seconds and worked my throat muscles to massage the head
and shaft. I also took firm hold on his balls again and began to tug
gently.

"You've definitely done this as well."

I moaned an assent.

"Larry is lucky to have you for a best friend."

I choked and came spluttering and coughing up off his cock.

"What, do you really think I wouldn't recognize my own son and his best
friend? I just never expected to see them throw boners just from looking at
me."

"Why not? You're fucking hot!" I said as I pulled off the mask and tossed
it on the coffee table. "Do you want me to continue?" I asked with a grin,
as I unbuttoned my pajama top.

"I think that's a safe bet," he laughed.

I quickly sucked his cock back into my mouth and got busy bobbing my head
up and down and savoring the flavor. I felt him place his hands gently on
the sides of my head and begin to thrust his hips slightly to meet my eager
mouth.

When the doorbell rang, I started to pull off, but Larry's dad held me
firmly in place and said, "No you don't. Just keep going." I happily
obliged and continued to suck his cock as he thrust it into my mouth.

However, I nearly choked again when I heard him say, "If all you're gonna
do is watch, Lawrence, you might as well make yourself useful and open the
door. Davey and I are a bit busy."

I heard Larry's footsteps start toward the door. Then his dad chuckled and
said, "The dumb shit apparently didn't realize that if he could see us, I
could see him. I'll bet he wishes he were you right now. I know I do."

This revelation did make me choke again, and I quickly pulled off of his
cock spluttering and coughing for breath. Larry's dad grabbed his own cock
and began to jerk frantically.

"No offense, Davey," he said, as his breath began to get ragged. "You
definitely give good head. Amazing head. But the thought of my son's mouth
on my cock has been a fantasy for a long time now. Is he good, Davey? You
must suck each other, don't you? Do you and my boy suck each other's
cocks?"

"Yes, we do," I confirmed. "His mouth is so hot. You'll like it," I said as
I leaned in and began to tongue Larry's dad's balls.

"Yeah, lick my balls, Davey. That feels good. Do you and Larry fuck? I'll
bet you do. You both have great asses. I'll bet you fuck each other all the
time."

"Mmm-hmmm," I moaned around his balls while I clutched and massaged his
muscular thighs.

"Oh fuck, Davey, I'm gonna cum."

I quickly tried to move my mouth to his cock, but he grabbed my hair with
his free hand and held me away.

"No, just watch me shoot this load for you. I want you to see what's gonna
fill your ass before the night is over. Watch me cum, Davey! Here it cums!"

I did the only thing I could do; I grabbed his balls and squeezed.

"FUCK!" he yelled as his hips thrust up and his fist plummeted to the base
of his cock and cum started erupting in huge globs, flying all over his
stomach and chest. The arching cumshots mesmerized me, as did the growing
number of cum streaks that covered his body.

With ragged breaths, his body sagged back against the sofa cushions. He
released his cock and my hair and began to use both of his hands to rub his
cum all over his already glistening body. Without hesitation, I reached
forward with my two hands and joined him in rubbing the cum residue into
his skin. The feel of his cum on my hands was as intoxicating as the feel
of his hairy cock and balls rubbing against my bare chest.

Larry's dad and I grinned at each other when we heard applause break out. I
sat back on my heels and lapped at his balls a few times for good measure.

"Don't you get any of that mess on my pajamas!"

I spun around and fell on my ass. There in front of me was my dad, still
dressed as Captain Hook. Beside him was Santa Claus. And behind them was
Larry.

"Dad! I..." My protests died away when I looked down and saw that both Dad
and Santa had their cocks out and were stroking them.

"Aye, your dad I be. With a pole mast in need of attention, matey," my dad
said in his best pirate voice, which wasn't all that great.

I quickly scurried across the floor on my hands and knees and swallowed
Dad's cock in one swift motion. I wrapped my arms around his legs and
eagerly pulled him into me as deep as I could. I felt him rest his hook on
top of my head.

"Glad I didn't stay at my own party," Dad laughed.

I pulled off of his dick and looked up at him. "Wasn't Snow White enough
for you?"

"Oh, so someone was spying on Dad, was he?" he asked as he raised an
eyebrow. "Well, Son, I like pussy as much as the next guy, and Snow had a
mighty fine pussy she was willing to share."

"But Mom...?"

"She knows and understands. She even joins in when she feels like it. Why
do you think I had to use your bed? Snow wanted a one-on-one, and Mom was
already busy entertaining in our bed."

"Wow," I muttered.

"Don't worry. You don't have a bunch of little brothers and sisters running
around. We both know that cum goes into a condom, not a pussy," he said
with a wink. "Now, are you going to suck my dick or not, Son?"

Everyone remained silent, although Dad and Santa continued to stroke their
dicks. I looked around at Larry's dad, who nodded encouragement. I looked
up at Larry, who nodded frantically.

"Get ready for the best blowjob of your life, Dad," I said and quickly dove
back onto his cock like a suckling pig on a tit.

"That's my boy," Dad said with a laugh.

"Lawrence, if you want to be on Santa's nice list this year, you'd better
help him out," Larry's dad said.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Larry walk around Santa, kneel in front of
him, take off the mask, and swallow Santa's cock.

"Ho, ho, ho!"

*****

I don't know where Larry's dad posted the invitation or how he knew all the
guys if it wasn't a general invitation, but it didn't take long for the
house to become as full as mine had been. Only instead of drinking and
laughing in the public areas and fucking only in the bedrooms, the
attendees at this all-male party were sucking and fucking in every room of
the house and on every surface.

To keep things fun and safe, Larry's dad had scattered bowls of condoms and
small lube containers all over the house. If a guy was ready to play, the
necessary treats were close at hand to help out. And since it was
Halloween, it was completely anonymous sex for anyone who wanted it that
way and who wore a good enough mask.

I had no idea this kind of sex party actually happened, but Larry and I
certainly didn't complain. We both played with more cocks than we'd ever
dreamed about. I sucked the Lone Ranger, Frankenstein, and a Ghost. I even
sucked the Hulk's huge green dick! And that was in the first hour. I also
got fucked by, among others, a Headless Horseman whose mushroom dick head
made up for his missing regular head, a Skeleton who definitely knew how to
use his main bone, Santa and his hard north pole, and even the Hulk after
his green dick recovered. I even let Larry's dad have a go when he was
ready.

For fun, at one point, I took off the pajama bottoms and my underwear and
then put the bottoms on again, but backwards and sitting really low on my
hips. That way, I remained fully dressed whenever I was walking around to
check out the action, but the open crotch in back and the loosely tied
waistband string allowed everyone free access to my ass at any time. I have
to admit that a lot of times when I was being fucked by strangers, I was
luxuriating in the feel of Dad's silk pajamas and imagining that it was his
cock actually fucking me.

Occasionally, I saw Larry's dad refreshing his shiny body with a new load
of cum from a willing guest.

*****

"One," I started.

"Two," Larry smiled.

"Three," we said in unison as we both slid our lubed asses down over our
respective dad's condom-covered cocks.

With the party still in full swing, our dad's had decided it was time for
some exclusive dad-son play. So we had cleared out Larry's dad's bedroom
and gotten right to business on his huge bed.

"Impale yourself on my sword," ordered Larry's gladiator dad.

"Hoist your mizzen-mast," ordered my Hook dad.

We all four started to laugh as Larry and I rode our own dads' cocks for
the first time. Dad reached up to squeeze my rigid cock through the silk
pajamas, and the sensation sent shivers through my body. My ass reflexively
clamped down on his cock.

"Oh, damn," Dad moaned. "How is your ass still so tight after all the fucks
you've had this evening?"

"Because it doesn't want to let you get away." I moaned again as Dad
continued to work my cock through the pajamas. "How are you still able to
get yours up?"

"The thought of your ass could get me hard in a second, no matter
what. Mmmm, your cock seems to like the feel of silk," he observed.

"Next to your cock up my ass, it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt."

"I'm glad you decided to make them part of your costume. Otherwise, I might
not have recognized you when I saw in the mirror that you and Larry were
watching me fuck Snow's pussy."

"You saw us?" I asked in surprise, as I glanced over at Larry, who grinned
and shrugged.

"And when I looked around the house afterward and couldn't find you," Dad
continued, "I called Larry's dad to warn him that you boys might be on your
way."

"Dad!" Larry admonished in surprise.

"I was just sorry that Davey took the bate faster than you did," Larry's
dad said. "But it was worth the wait," he added as he thrust his cock up
into Larry's ass.

"Oh yeah!" Larry moaned. "Fuck me, Dad. I love you so much!"

"I love you too, Son," responded Larry's dad without missing a beat.

Dad grabbed the silk pajama top and pulled me forward into a kiss. It was
my first kiss of the evening, and it caught me completely by surprise. I
pulled away to look Dad in the eyes to confirm what I thought. "I love you,
Dad," I said.

He smiled broadly and said, "Me too, Davey."

I dived back in for a deep, long kiss that made me feel more one with my
dad than even having his cock up my ass had.

"Now that the love fest is completed," said Larry's dad, "let's get to some
good, hard fucking!"

"Sounds good to me," Dad agreed. He quickly lifted me off of his cock,
flipped me over on my back, got between my legs, and pulled the pajamas
down to my thighs. He didn't waste any time lifting my ankles in the air
and planting his cock back up my ass. I moaned in pleasure as he began to
pound my ass and my hard cock began to slap against my stomach. I grabbed
the sides of the silk pajama tops and began rubbing them over my body.

"Okay, Lawrence, help out Davey," his dad said.

"What?" Larry asked in surprised.

"You can't just let his dick flap away like that. Suck it for him. Help him
out," his dad instructed.

Larry climbed over me and slipped his mouth down over my cock. It felt
almost as smooth as the silk pajamas. We'd sixty-nined enough that it was
almost a reflex reaction when I stretch my neck enough to take Larry's dick
into my mouth and begin sucking. As Dad drove his cock up my ass, Larry
worked his throat on my cock, and I worked on Larry's cock. I was in heaven

Only a few seconds later, I looked up between Larry's legs and saw his dad
getting in position and aiming his cock at Larry's asshole. "Here it
comes," he said and thrust forward. Larry let out a muffled moan around my
cock.

I just surrendered to the sensory overload. My ass was being pounded by my
own dad's cock, my mouth was filled with my best friend's cock, my own cock
was buried in my best friend's mouth, and his ass was filled with his own
dad's cock. My ears were filled with the sound of skin slapping skin,
mouths slurping cock, and our dads moaning in pleasure.

"This is the tightest, smoothest hole I've been in all day," Dad bellowed.

"You haven't been in Lawrence's hole," countered his dad.

"Not yet. Want to switch?" Dad asked.

"Next time," Larry's dad moaned. "Oh fuck, Son!"

"Are you gonna cum already?" Dad asked.

"Fuck you!"

"Next time," Dad laughed.

"Oh, Lawrence. Lawrence. Lawrence. I'm gonna cum."

Larry whipped his mouth off of my dick just long enough to say, "On my
back, Dad. Cum on my back. Please, Dad!" Then he sucked my dick back into
his mouth.

"Anything you want, Son. Oh fuck, Lawrence! Here it CUMS!" his dad bellowed
as I saw him pull his dick out of Larry's ass, whip off the condom, and
begin to jerk rapidly. "Oh god, I'm gonna cover my own son in CUM!"

From the gasps and moans, it was obvious that Larry's dad was in fact at
that moment covering his son in his daddy cum. The feel of his own dad's
cum on his back must have sent Larry over the edge, because he began to
moan deeply around my cock as his own cock began to erupt and fill my mouth
with the cum I loved to taste.

"You should see this ass flexing," Larry's dad gasped proudly. "He must be
filling your son with his cum."

"He's not the only one," Dad said as he began to thrust deep and hard up my
ass. I moaned in pleasure as I tried to swallow all the cum Larry had
already given me. I also clamped my ass as tight as I could on Dad's cock.

"FUCK, SON!" he bellowed and thrust deep into me one last time. I could
feel his body shivering and trembling as he obviously filled his condom
with his own load of daddy cum. I imagined that instead of filling a
condom, he was filling my ass with his hot load, and it sent me over the
edge. I erupted into Larry's mouth as he continued to work my cock.

As we all tried to catch our breath, we began to separate. Larry rolled off
onto his back beside me. His dad stretched out on top of him, and they
started to kiss.

Dad slowly pulled his dick out of my ass and laid down beside me. I watched
as he carefully took off the condom, but I interrupted him when he was
getting ready to tie it shut.

"Wait!" I said.

"What is it?" Dad asked with concern.

"Let me have that," I said, reaching out toward the condom.

Dad laughed. "Trick or treat?"

"Both," I laughed.

"Okay, it's all yours, Son."

I took the condom from Dad, and without breaking eye contact, I proceeded
to empty the cum all over my chest and stomach. I then dropped the empty
condom on my cock and began to rub Dad's cum all over my skin.

"Let me help," Dad said softly as he got up and straddled my hips so that
our cocks and balls were pressed together when he leaned forward and began
running both hands gently over my cum-covered skin.

When I saw him lick his lips and begin to lean down, I said coyly, "Trick
or treat, Dad?"

"Treat," Dad replied. "Definitely a treat, Davey."

My laughter turned to sighs as Dad began to lick all of his cum residue
from my body. I looked over at Larry and his dad, and they just grinned
back.

*****

The four of us had lots of fun during the remainder of that senior
year. And after Larry and I went away to college (where we were roommates
and continued to have fun on our own), our dad's made a special point of
visiting us every Halloween to celebrate and re-enact our "family"
anniversary.


[THE END]


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