Date: Wed, 3 Apr 2024 11:12:52 +0800 From: Bergil Subject: Jimmy's Great Adventures 1 This story contains themes that others may find vulgar and offensive. It is intended for readers who have taken a liking to incest, particularly that of a father and son. Some states prohibit the possession and access of such materials. Read at your own risk. Nifty is a gigantic virtual library and sanctuary of our hidden letch. Consider donating to the website if you have the capability to do so. Tags: historical, adult-youth, incest This is a sequel to "Somebody's Boy" and "Jimmy's New Friends" under the same authorship. Here are the links for the aforementioned story if you want to get to know the characters first: Somebody's Boy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/somebodys-boy/ Jimmy's New Friends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/jimmys-new-friends * * * Jimmy's Great Adventures 1 "How about our sleepwear?" asked Jimmy in his adolescent squeaky voice as he helped his father pack their clothes. "Bring one of your nightgowns. And don't forget the underwear," said Jim. "Yeah." Jimmy chuckled. He could not wait to go on a journey with his father again. It seemed so long since the man took him to the estate yet it had not been more than six months. Jimmy was glad to have a place to call home. But like his father, adventure calls out to him. "Is it really alright to bring only this?" "You aren't supposed to bring much in an adventure." Jimmy had triumphantly stuffed their clothes in one alligator leather bag. "All done." "Very well. We're ready, then." Jim sat at the edge of the bed. The boy stood between his father's legs as the man fixed his collar. He was not wearing the custom clothes he usually does around the estate but a much plainer version that was still quite comfortable. The beholders in other towns should not have a way of telling Jimmy was the heir of Griffiths estate. Attracting their attention though was still inevitable since the boy was born with exquisitely good looks. "You look stunning even in peasant clothes. I'm lucky you're mine," said Jim affectionately. He gazed possessively at his son. "No, Daddy. I'm lucky I'm yours." Jimmy sat on the man's lap and hooked his arms around his father's neck. The two pulled away from their embrace when Moore the Butler announced that their horse was ready. Jim told his son to go and the latter scampered down the stairs exuberantly. The man followed closely behind carrying their baggage. At the yard stood a young mettlesome dark-brown stallion held in place by Gary the groom. Jimmy was stroking the muscular neck of their beast companion when his father finally reached the yard. His friend, Mateo, and Mateo's footman father were also there to bid them farewell. Jimmy and his father engaged in a hot session with the other father and son in "Jimmy's New Friends" if you can still remember. Jim arranged it that both the charming father and son servants had fucked his son in his absence. They spent an adventurous night together in a double room with swapped partners. Jim's son ended up being plugged by the footman's fat cock, while Jim made Mateo's fantasy come true. Although after that momentous night, neither Jim nor his son longed for other counterparts. They were already satisfied with each other's company. "Come on, Dad!" Jimmy called out to his father. The boy was already riding the stallion. "Patience, dear. We have all the time in the world." With the rosy hue of early day and the fresh morning dew afloat in the air, Jimmy and his father set out on their most thrilling adventure yet. They were bound to the western lowland surrounded by hills and cliffs of mystical hearsays where many people have outlandish red hair, pale complexion, and amorous dispositions. Their ultimate destination was Saithon Peaks at the utmost west coast overlooking the sea. Down the road, they rode straight until noon. Occasionally, Jim would kiss Jimmy's enticing nape and playfully bite the boy's ear. His son would giggle in front of him, plainly enjoying the man's affection. The paved road ended with a halt and was replaced by damp earth. They left the desolate road and entered the muddy forest. The horse had been greatly slowed down by the change of the ground. They were still not halfway through the forest when the light began to wane. They took long to find solid ground, and it was dark before they had camped. The path would prove more difficult to pass in the morning when they saw a muddy swamp ahead. They gave up on riding the horse across. Jimmy and his father traversed the swamp on foot dragging along their querulous four-footed companion. Earth-colored mud coated Jimmy's lily-white legs. At last, they went out successfully but muddily from the swamp. The horse was never happier to feel solid ground again. It reared, standing on its hind legs, then as he stomped his front hooves down again, mud came flying to Jimmy, painting the boy's handsome face with streaks of gray. "Hey!" cried out Jimmy. His father laughed heartily before rubbing the boy's face with his cuffs. Muddy, sweaty, and sticky, they continued toward the path out of the forest. "The town outside the forest is known for its bathhouse. As soon as we get out of here, we're going to have a long soak," said Jim. Although the thought of a bath raised their spirits, the town was still a day away. It was night when they arrived and they were both drained. They headed straight to the bathhouse and found it empty. The pair helped each other scrub the dried mud off their skin. Only when they were squeaky clean did they utterly relaxed while soaking in the water. Jim dozed off and woke up with Jimmy's hand stroking his chest. The man's immense cock was up as well, and it was sticking its head out of the water. Jimmy grinned and leaned to give his father's glans a quick peck. He was lifted to the man's lap, and the slender meat kept sliding across his crevice. He hooked his arm around his man as his lips got mauled. Kissing his father always had a great effect on Jimmy. It makes his stomach flutter and his pecker rock-hard. Jim's fingers taunted the boy's quivering hole. The man admired how Jimmy's orifice remained as tight as it was at first even after he had broken in countless times. "Please, Daddy. I need you now," Jimmy uttered in a voice that made Jim's manhood stiffer. The man originally planned to feast on the boy in bed, but hearing Jimmy's pubescent voice breaking and begging to be fucked right there in the bath left him no choice. Gently as always, he pierced the boy's passage with his wiggling finger. He meticulously fingered his son to make the boy ready for penetration. It was their first time doing it without using any substance for lubrication. He ate the boy's neck while loosening him up. Jimmy howled in heat, grinding his hips against the double digits that scissored their way inside him. It was his turn to make love to his father's body and he kissed the man's chest in fervor. His boy pecker was hard against his navel. Jim decided the boy was ready. He held his cock upright and let Jimmy lead the fuck. The boy positioned himself in front of him and squatted down slowly to the rigid organ. Jim sighed when he felt the tip of his penis met his son's hot anus. As the boy dropped more weight, his bottom began sucking Jim's organ in. "Slowly, son. Don't want to hurt you." Jim kept his fingers on his cock, removing them one by one to give Jimmy ample time to adjust. They moaned simultaneously when Jimmy got it all in. The boy stuck his tongue in his father's mouth, and the man sucked on it hungrily. It made the boy hornier and he began to ride his father. Jimmy moaned every time his balls slapped against his father's bush. He bounced on his lap at an increasing pace. The movement created violent waves in the water. Jimmy was only starting to get into it when they heard voices inside the bath. A group of men had decided to hit the bath after their jobs. "Quick, turn around," Jim told the boy. He spun Jimmy around, so the boy was facing away from him. He bent his knees up a bit to cover their conjugation. If someone saw them, they would only perceive a son sitting between his father's legs. No one would notice that the father's cock was still burrowed between his son's glutei unless they were dangerously close. One man hopped into the bath, and, with a friendly nod to Jim, settled down only a few feet from where he and his son were sitting. The father and son were still as a rock except for their racing hearts and the lashing waves which was evidence of their previous activity if the stranger was clever enough to make a deduction. Jimmy was still catching his breath after the vigorous ride. He could feel his father's cock pulsating in his rectum, and he fought the urge to gyrate his hips. His father's hands began to leisurely stroke Jimmy's skin, and it helped the boy calm down from the high of lust. The stranger watched as Jim rubbed his son's shoulders and arms soothingly. His eyes followed Jim's hand on Jimmy's back, chest, and armpits, all devoid of hair. He stared admiringly at the boy's glistening white skin. If at first, his father's touch calmed Jimmy down, the prolonged stroking stimulated the boy and heightened his lust. His boyish smooth cock twitched as his father rubbed his skin. That was when the boy made a brilliant discovery. Every time he deliberately twitch his penis, his anal muscles would clamp on his father's organ, and the man, in return, would grip on Jimmy's arms in pleasure. It was then Jim's turn to get hot as his son skillfully milked his cock without moving their bodies. His touch on Jimmy's body became more sensual. The supposed innocent bathing turned into sultry fondling. "I can see you are very close with the lad. Your son, I suppose?" the stranger suddenly spoke. He introduced himself as Rowan. "Umm, yes," replied Jim broken from a lusty daze. "How old is he?" asked Rowan. "Thirteen," said Jim alertly now. "And still smooth as baby, isn't he?" Rowan added as if to test Jim if they were on the same page. "Oh, yes. Except for the little patch of soft hair here." Jim playfully fondled his son's pubic hair. "Daddy..." Jimmy protested sheepishly. Rowan chuckled but his eyes gazed at the downy pubes that sit atop the boy's erect cock. "I have a son your age and we were as close as you two. Oh, I miss my lads." "How many sons do you have?" asked Jim intrigued. "Four. My oldest is 19. The youngest is 13. No daughters. And you?" "The little squirt here is my one and only. You see, that's why I coddle him. Where are your sons by the way? Do you not live with them?" "Sadly, no. I did live with them until three months ago then I was hired to work in this town." Rowan smiled fondly at Jimmy. Then he told Jim, "Now, now. Don't keep the poor lad waiting. Ignore my presence and continue what you have started." "You heard the man, Jimmy." Jim unabashedly wrapped his arm around the boy's warm prick and nuzzled the boy's neck. Jimmy began slightly moving his hips and milked the shaft inside him. He whimpered as his prostate was constantly stimulated. Out of curiosity, he looked at Rowan and saw the man's hand moving underwater but the man's eyes were fixated on him. The thought of an audience made Jimmy bolder in his erotic exhibition. He rode his father faster until his balls churned, and Jim milked the boy's semen out of his prick. His sperm swam in the bath and mixed with the water. At the same time, his father filled him with warm sperm. Jimmy groaned in satisfaction. He turned around and embraced Jim, suddenly embarrassed by his public performance. His father leaned and the two exchanged a passionate kiss. Rowan who had been watching them quietly suddenly convulsed and shot his load into the water. His chest visibly heaved as he came down from the orgasm. Then, as if nothing had occurred, he continued their conversation. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen you here before, have I?" "We are travelers," said Jim. He was caressing the small of his son's back. "We're off to the west coast." "The West Coast? Then I'll believe you'll be passing through my hometown. If it's not much of an inconvenience, can I entrust to you a letter to my family?" "Of course. You can hand it over to me tomorrow. Right now I think my boy needs rest. But first, tell me, did you like the show?" Jim grinned at the man. "Like? I loved it! I realized that you may have a deeper bond with your son than me and my lads. When you get to our home, stay for a night. Maybe you could have fun with my sons." "That would be great, Rowan. I'll see if my boy is up for it." Jim hopped out of the water carrying Jimmy who had dozed off. *** In the morning, they met with Rowan and promised to deliver the letter to his beloved sons. Jim and his son left the town shortly after to continue their journey. With clean clothes and high spirits, they managed to travel far in half a day. They came into a forest dominated by slender trees crowned with orange and yellow leaves. The ground was much firmer than the previous woods they passed. The cool weather and picturesque view created a lovely atmosphere. They camped early to make the most of their time in the enchanting woods. "I'll go get some firewood, Daddy." "Alright, but don't go too far." Jimmy hummed merrily as he picked up fallen boughs. The sun was still high and did not show any sign of setting soon, so the boy was not afraid to wander farther. His arms were full of boughs when he decided to head back. All of a sudden, he heard a beastly howl and stopped in his tracks. His mind was flooded by the many frightening possibilities of the kind of animal the sound came from. He walked backwards slowly until he stepped on a wood and it made a loud cracking sound. He stopped again and listened before sprinting as fast as he could back to his father. When the boy went past a tree, he was halted by an arm grabbing his wrist. He looked back and saw two nude men staring at him with equal wonder. One of them was pinned on the tree, while the other spooned the first from the back. It was the first who held Jimmy's arm. The man behind the first one stepped back and revealed his shaft that was buried in the other's funnel. Jimmy heard the same howl that scared him and realized immediately the source of the noise. His fear was replaced by a stirring in his loins. The sight of two completely nude men in the middle of the forest turned him on. "What are you running from, handsome?" said the man who previously had his ass stuffed with the other's shaft. "Want to join us?" "I have to get back to my Dad." Jimmy broke free from the man's grip and ran away as fast as a deer. He arrived at their camp out of breath. "Where are the firewood?" asked Jim furrowing his brows. The only wood his son had was the one palpable in his pants. The boy rambled to him what he had seen in the woods. The two young men were Erik and Kieran. They were secret lovers from different towns. Neither of their families knew about them or their sexual inclinations. "What are we going to do now?" asked Erik helplessly. "If the boy told his father what he saw and they spread it to town, we are dead." "Calm down," said Kieran. "Did you recognize the boy?" "No." "Neither did I. I believe he is not from around here. Even if they spread words of two men fucking in the woods, the people could not point at us directly." "You're right. Then what are we going to do when we find him?" "Bribe him. Or better if we can make him join us." Kieran grinned. "Look!" They saw a horse tethered in a tree. "He must be close," added Kieran. "And what about his father?" "Shh!" Kieran covered his lover's mouth. He pointed with his mouth at the spectacle behind one of the trees. Jimmy was leaning his back against the tree. His father kneeled before him with nose buried in the his pubes. His erection was being nursed in the man's mouth. "Seems like we won't have any problem after all." Kieran snickered mischievously. "Lucky kid. His father is right there to take care of his needs." "Would you mind if we join you?" Kieran boldly revealed himself still nude. Jimmy was alarmed, but his father did not let go of his prick. He saw the two young men kissing and touching each other before assuming the same position earlier and continuing what he had interrupted. The boy could not hold on any longer and he blasted a creamy load in Jim's throat. Jim let go of the boy's pecker and turned his head to witness the bonking happening only an arm span away from them. He saw two young men, probably in their early twenties, fucking like rabbits. He watched Erik's glutes contract as the man pummeled his lover's bottom. When he turned his head back to his son's crotch, the boy was up again. He let out a chuckle. "Turn around, Jimmy." The boy did as he was told. Jim earned a moan when his tongue slid across the sweaty boy's crack. More so, when he began greedily gnawing on the boy's pucker. His son sounded like a whimpering wolf cub. Jim carried his son to a tree stump and fetched the bottle of oil from their bag. He discarded the boy's pants before generously oiling his shaft and the boy's writhing entrance. "That's fucking huge! Is that going to fit?" Kieran asked while getting plowed. "It did many times before," said Jim smiling lustily. Jimmy lay on his back at the tree stump as his father slowly penetrated him. When he felt the man's wiry pubes tickle his ballsack, he reached forward and hooked his arm around Jim's neck. The man ate his face and they got lost in an afternoon delight. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the atmosphere of the forest. Erik's dire thrusts got faster and rougher as he watched a father make passionate love to his teen son in front of him. He watched the pair kiss and stare at each other's eyes as if they were long-time lovers and not father and son. The obscenity of their relationship incited Erik's lust, and he brutally fucked the wits of his lover. "Daddy..." Erik heard the boy moaning. That was his limit and he pumped voluminous sperm into Kieran's chute. When he reached around to touch his lover's cock, it was already limp and the tree in front of them was specked with white semen. They disentangled themselves from each other and turned to watch the incestuous lovemaking of a father and son. "It must be his stepfather," Erik told himself, unable to register in his mind the idea of a biological father-and-son's sexual relationship. Erik watched in awe as Jim combined gentleness and power as he romantically drilled the squirming boy in his arms. He felt a strange writhing of his untouched hole. It made him gasp out loud when he saw Jimmy's immature cum fly high into the air even without anyone touching the boy's prick. It showered the boy's chest. The father growled deeply as he impregnated his son with a potent seed. He saw the man lick the semen off the his son's chest. "That was the hottest thing I have ever seen!" said Kieran. He introduced himself and his lover. "Are you really father and son?" Erik voiced his uncertainty. "Yes," answered the man. "I'm Jim, and this is my boy, Jimmy." "You could tell they're related in one look," Kieran told his partner. Jim helped his son put his pants on. They got to know the two youthful men who had turned the forest into their breeding grounds. Kieran was from the previous town. Erik lived in the town beyond the forest. Their families were both businessmen and expected them to marry and have kids. To avoid suspicions, the two of them regularly meet midway from their homes, which happened to be in that particular woods. Kieran left once it was dark. His lover stayed with the travelers since they were heading the same way. "My father owns a good inn. You could stay there once we're in town," said Erik. "That's great. Are you camping with us tonight?" asked Jim. "Yes, if you don't mind. I told my father I would be back by morning because I thought I could stay at Kieran's tonight, but he seemed to be busy. His family owns the famous bathhouse there, you see." "We've been there. It was well-kept." Sleepy Jimmy snuggled to his father's chest. The man let the boy get comfortable in his arms. Jimmy felt a blanket being wrapped around him before he fell asleep. The twittering birds in the morning aroused them from sleep. Erik was up before them. "Jim, can I ask you something?" Erik said when they had breakfasted. "Sure. What is it?" "Will you be interested in fucking me?" the young man said unabashedly. "I have never been fucked before nor I ever wanted to. But something changed yesterday when I saw you fuck your son." "I don't know, Erik. Why don't you let Kieran do it? He is your lover after all." "No, Jim. I don't want him to know at all. Maybe today will be the first and last time I'll let a man fuck me. I don't even know if I'd like it or not, but I want to try. Please." "Well, I would have to ask my boy first. What do you think, Jimmy?" Jimmy sat close to his father listening to them. He would have been jealous if his father had not asked him. He grinned and nodded to both men. The thought of his father fucking that hunk of a man turned him on. "Thank you, Jimmy. You could join us if you want." Erik winked at the boy. Erik stripped, while the father and son remained clothed. He laid on his back as Jim instructed. His furry pucker twitched in anticipation. Jim oiled his fingers and rubbed them across the younger man's hairy cleft. It was Jim's first time touching a grown man's bottom. He inserted a finger and Erik groaned in response. Slowly, Jim slid the digit in and out until the pucker was ready for a second one. Jimmy watched his father break Erik's previously untouched hole. The man's fingers twisted Erik's innards until the younger man was hot and begging for the real stuff. Jimmy remembered the time his father had copped his cherry. How he moaned uninhibitedly throughout the night and kept begging the man not to stop. He blushed at the memory. There was a reaction inside his pants as well. The tip of Jim's penis kissed Erik's exuberant pucker. He caressed Erik's hairy lower limbs, and it was new to him. He was used to Jimmy's smooth legs. Erik felt almost giddy when the shaft made contact with his opening. His hole was sucking in the man's shaft voluntarily. It sunk slowly to his chute. Only half was in and he already felt so full. Jim held the man's ankles and raised them above his head as he drove the rest of his hefty shaft up Erik's rectum. He saw the younger man's inferior cock standing upright and leaking. His son was looking right at the juicy meat. He nodded at Jimmy knowingly. With his father's permission, Jimmy leaned and gobbled down the other man's cock. When his father began sliding his shaft in and then out of Erik's bottom, the cock in his mouth leaked more pre-cum. Jimmy longed for something to stuff his hole as well. As if his father could read his mind, the man let one of Erik's legs rest on his shoulder and reached out to Jimmy's ass. Jim slipped his hand under Jimmy's waistband and slid an oily finger along the boy's smooth crevice. His son's orifice was in need of a cock. Jim quickly loosened the boy up with his probing fingers. The boy let go of Erik's cock that glistened with his spit. His father pulled him close and kissed the boy's mouth while fingerfucking him. Jimmy's moans were muffled by their entwined lips. "Show the man how good you ride," Jim whispered to his son's ears. Jimmy grinned. His anus tingled in anticipation. He stepped over Erik and held on to the man's chest as he carefully lowered himself to his cock. His father helped him by holding the other man's shaft still and pointing it to the boy's hole. Jimmy dug his nails into the man's chest as the glans stretched his sphincter. He sighed when the tip went past his tight opening. Erik watched the sexy teen climb and impale himself with his solid shaft. The solemn expression on the boy's face as he slowly descended his hips aroused the man. It was the tightest and hottest hole his manhood had ever been to. The sensation was severalfold better than his partner's hole. Erik could not resist, and he grabbed onto the boy's waist and slammed it down to his crotch. Jimmy cried out in pain. His worried father grabbed him from behind. "Are you alright, son?" "Yes, Daddy," said Jimmy when the momentary pain was gone. Jim glared at Erik. He slammed his cock violently into the younger man in revenge. "Fuck my pussy, sir," said Erik as Jim jackhammered his hole. He could feel the impact of each thrust all over his body. It drove him closer and closer to a tree until his head touched a bark. Jimmy felt the vibrations of his father's thrusts as well. The man had never given him such a violent fucking. He knew Erik liked it based on the solid organ shuddering his innards. His father's hands held onto his hips protectively. He felt Jim kissing the back of his neck. With his father's help, Jimmy began to ride Erik. Jim's wandering hands fueled his lust. He shut his eyes and imagined it was his father's shaft inside him. It helped him let go of his inhibitions and he madly rode the other man's pole. Erik could not believe the position he was in. Sandwiched between a father and son, he watched the boy's prick swing like a pendulum as he bounced on his crotch. He relished the extreme tightness of the teen on his member. He saw Jim lean to kiss the boy. He watched the father and son make out in front of him all the while without missing their movements on both sides of him. Erik was overstimulated. His eyes rolled behind his skull as the father and son brought him to heaven. The moment Erik was aware of his surroundings again, he felt someone licking his chest. He opened his eyes to see Jim eating his son's load from his chest. He realized he had also ejaculated but the boy was still sitting on his softening cock. His own sperm poured down to his pubes. He reached below him and touched his obscenely loose anus. He felt numbness at that spot, so he did not notice the gush of sperm from the tender opening. Erik shut his eyes again and indulged the feeling of sexual afterglow. He had the greatest sex of his life. *** Erik let them stay a couple of days for free at his father's inn. He told his father that Jim was somehow his benefactor. The old man did not question him further. Jimmy and his father lay on their bed after a soothing bath. The boy draped an arm and leg over the man while his face was buried in Jim's left pit. He breathed on his father's musk and soon fell sound asleep. Jimmy woke up first in the morning. He had an urgent need to empty his bladder and reluctantly left his father's side on the bed. After relieving himself, he met both Erik and Kieran. "Look who's up," said Kieran. The events of the previous days flooded Jimmy's mind. He wondered if Erik told his lover about the fun they had that morning. He looked at Erik, and the man winked at him. Of course, Erik kept that a secret. Being part of Erik's secret turned him on. He went back to his father with an erection. The man was woken up by something poking at his thigh. "What made you horny so early?" Jim said when he saw his son awake. "Erik and Kieran invited me to their room." "Well, did you go?" "Nuh." "Why not?" "I won't ever go on an adventure without you." "Aren't you sweet?" Jim ate the boy's fresh mouth. He playfully slapped the boy's ass. "Now, on your stomach and raise your ass. I want to taste more of that sweetness."