Date: Sun, 25 Jul 2010 16:32:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Ro Ro Subject: I'll burn this city down to show you the light (gay/incest) I'll Burn This City Down to Show You the Light by Ro Ok this is not only my 1st attempt at writing a story but i am writing it on my phone so please forgive typos and missed words as it is hard to type sometimes. This story is based of real emotions and sometimes real events but most of it is edited to fiction. you know the saying write what you know so here goes: I'll Burn This City Down to Show You the Light Pt 1 "i love you so much." i just stared up at the ceiling, eyes glazed over mind heh always in conflict... as he started to kiss my neck and thrust harder into me. LOVE it justifies everything in the end right? right?... somehow i couldn't shake the feeling i would be going to hell when i died though. "say you love me too, don't you? be a good boy say it" i couldn't help but smerk, "yea," i gasped and closed my eyes as he thrusted in me and hit that good spot "i love you too dad forever." "are you close i want you to cum with me" i was close the moment we first started how could i not be when i knew i would be having sex with someone i loved to the point of obsession? "yea god you feel so tight" he speed up and started fucking me hard just how i liked it, he knew that though after all we've been fucking for 10 years now. he knew everthing that drove me crazy. "dad" i gasped and swallowed trying hard to stay focused in reality and not lose control of myself, "yea yea i'm gonna cum!" my back arched as i reached my climax and he grounded in me and finished himself. i lay there panting seeing color busts in my eye sight as he held his dick in me and relaxed in the after glow. then he leaned down and kissed my forehead and i knew the afterglow was over he always ended it by kissing my forehead. just like he did when i was a kid. he pulled out of me and i rolled to the edge of the bed as i closed my legs. I watched as my dad got up and walked to the bathroom to clean himself off he came back throwing me a washcloth to clean myself up. after i was clean i sat up looked for my cloths. he told me before we started he couldnt stay long i knew he'd want to leave the motel as soon as we finished. as i dressed myself i looked over at my dad. already dressed... "ready?" he asked "i just need to tie my shoes then you can drop me off at home" although technically he dropped me off at the corner. how could i love someone so much then hate myself for it afterwards?