Date: Mon, 21 Jan 2019 20:51:44 +0100 From: Hairy Beefy Beast Subject: my father the whore chapter 6 Chapter 6 Category : gay/incest/ chapter 6 of 'my father the whore ( http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-father-the-whore/) This story is an entirely fictional work of adult erotic fantasy, involving consensual sexual relations between related persons. Copyright me 2019. If you're under the age of majority in your jurisdiction, please come back when you're of legal age. Nifty is free service that depends on your donations to survive. Please help them to keep providing this awesome resource for all of us by giving at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Email HairyBeefyBeast@gmail.com , by all means e-mail me with suggestions for the next chapter. --------------------------------- The next morning I could see in fathers walk that his abs were still sensitive. Every time his core moved his face showed discomfort. But father did not complain or make any noise. Then he started to talk to me. Son, we did not have a chance to chat yesterday about what happened. No dad, we did not. What was going though you while that man. Father stops me and says no that is not what I mean son, I mean we have not talked about me fucking you. He then stopped talking and looked me straight in the eyes. At that moment I realised how much he loved me. I nodded. He wanted to know how long I had been thinking about him in a sexual way. My honest answer, as long I as I could remember I wanted to be with father. Touch him, smell him be with him. Then he asked me, if I was gay. That question surprised me, how could you have a need to have a mans dick inside of you and not be gay? But then I remembered, when I asked him if he was gay he denied it. He had to be gay, but he was just not going to admit it. Afterall, he was a proud Turkish wrestling champion and in his mind someone like him could not be gay. I did not say anything for a while and then I told him yes I am gay. He said ok does not change how I feel about you, you are my son and I love you no matter what. Funny how good that statement felt, even though he was the last person in the world that should judge me. We chatted for a while and then he asked me, so you want me to fuck you again? YES! Was my reply. We finished some chores around the house and we went to the gym to fuck. Just as we go to the gym bathroom there is a nock on the door. As this was a unexpected customer, it must be one of the men that father serviced regularly. So I go hide in the back room and look through the hole in the wall. Father opens the door and there was a man in his 50s in wearing a blazer, white business shirt and slacks. I had seen this man before, he was an older but a very attractive Arab gentlemen. The spoke for a while, and the man sat down and told father to undress and to show off for him. Father did exactly as told. While father was totally undressed the man was relaxing on the couch fully dressed. This scene turned me on, it was somewhat degrading to see father undressed and the man dressed. There was a big difference in power, and father was not the one calling the shots. The man admired fathers physique for about 10 minutes and commented on the bruised abs. Father smiled and said he worked out to much. The man told father to come closer, and pressed his hand in the abs, I could see the hand imprint after the man removed it. Then the man preceded in making father pose in different positions. All the poses father had to do were tough on his code, the man knew what he was doing. You could see the excitement in his eyes, my dick and fathers dick. I started to see how father actually liked at least some level of discomfort. Father posed a while they chatted some more and then the man told father to go down on him. Father went down on his knees and took the mans dick out of his pants. The last time I did not see it clear, but now I did. It was such a beautiful cock. It was thick and straight full of pulsating veins. Father starts to suck it, and his head bobs up and down for quite a while. The man sits relaxed with his eyes closed and enjoys fathers mouth. He then pads father on the head and says it's time to use your other talent. Father stands up, and asks clean or dirty. The man answers, love how you always ask me that, the man replies dirty as usual. And father goes to the pommel horse, spits generously in his hand and buries it between his own ass cheeks. Then he leaned over the horse. The man stands behind father spits in his own hand smears it on his dick and in one swift movement he rams it into father and grunts. After about 15 minutes of rocking back and forth and father pushing back he pulls out drops back on the couch and tells father to come and stand in front of him. Fathers breath is rapid his chest heaving up and down. He asks the man what he wants, he instructs father to shoot his load over the mans dick, father does just that. Then he goes down on his knees and sucks the mans dick and his own cum. The man shoots his load into fathers willing mouth that father swallows completely. Father sits down between the mans legs, they chat for a while and the man pays father and leaves. I walk back to the gym, and before I can say anything father grabs my head and gives me this incredible kiss, I can taste the cum of both men. After the most wonderful kiss I ever had I ask father how much did the man pay? Father answers, 15 dollars, that is all the man thinks I am worth. The thought of my father being used for such a small amount, that he was perceived as a cheap piece of fuck meat by this man was something that turned me on more than I could imagine. It was actually quite hot to know that father to so many men was nothing more a fuck hole at their will. Father may not be gay, but he sure was a man whore. So I ask, shall we continue with our initial plan of you fucking me? He told me we had to wait a few hours as he had just shot his load and now he was not in the mood to fuck. I looked disappointed, he noticed that and said. The best fuck are the ones we wait for my son. A I looked at father and wanted to reply, there was another knock on the door.....