Date: Sun, 31 Jan 2021 18:51:25 -0500 From: Rod Rey Subject: My Himbo Son 2 The next morning was Saturday. I woke up, washed up, and had a little something to eat while being shirtless in my boxers. The A/C was off for now, and I'd enjoy the tropical summer weather outside in a moment. Jack surprised me by coming up from the basement, also shirtless in his boxers. My stomach tightened at the thought of him fucking Ben's big boy butt that still drove me wild with inappropriate lust. I sighed, not sure whether to feel angry or turned on since my own son had just given me a blowjob last night, something I couldn't stop feeling shocked about. "I know about you and Ben, and don't even try to pretend at this point." But Jack shrugged, unafraid of looking me in the eye. "Seeing as how he sucked your cock last night, it's a relief not to have to hide it anymore." How did Jack know? Had Ben told him? And why was he so casual about it? It was incest! I narrowed my eyes at Jack. "You took advantage of him when I told you to teach him about sex." "Actually, Joe, he wanted it. He didn't want a boring lecture. He wanted the real thing, and he knew exactly what I meant by physical lessons." How could that be true? Ben had never expressed the ability to know to want such a thing. "That's not possible. He was innocent until you corrupted him." And why was I getting a hard-on? "Oh, please. He was eighteen when we started fucking around. He's twenty now. He's a big boy. Besides, you told me to talk to him about sex as thoroughly and explicitly as possible from my own perspective, to just give it to him raw with no shame. I did exactly that, and from what I remembered, he wasn't complaining." My little boy. My sweet and adorable himbo son who should've shown how wrong it was to have a sexual relationship with his uncle. It was wrong for him to have blown me too. It didn't matter that incest was legal here in Cestin Island. It was heavily frowned upon for a reason. But despite it being wrong in my mind, my cock responded differently. I loved Ben more than my life. I just wanted him to be happy, and if getting off with Jack did that, then I shouldn't have been sad about it. Jack glanced at my forming tent, and he smirked with a headshake. "When are you going to stop being a hypocrite and just accept the reality? We're both bi, and there's a hot piece of ass at our disposal." He stepped closer and slid his hand through the opening of my boxers, giving me a horny smile. "You're sexually frustrated, Joe, and I get it. Only I chose to get a divorce and you tried to make it work but failed." I hated that that had to be my reality. Ever since my wife had left me for another man, I'd been a mess. At the same time, I was horny and couldn't think straight now. It didn't take long for my erection to poke out while Jack still played with it. "Be lucky you have a gay son to mess around with. I wish my own son could pleasure me like that, especially since he's gay too and hot as fuck." Ah, my nephew. He was Ben's age but already halfway through college since he didn't have the same academic struggles as Ben did. Jack was right. He was hot, as hot as Ben. But if he were to ever want to join in on the fun, I'd make sure to fuck him first to get back at Jack for fucking Ben first. I wasn't obsessed with virginity or anything, but I would've rather been first than Jack out of the two of us. He was my little boy, after all. "You should fuck Ben one of these days," Jack said. The thought of that boosted my hormones. What was it like being inside my own son? His big butt riding my big cock. I bet it jiggled too. I could tell. "Just let go of every negative emotion and enjoy the feeling." I lightly panted from the pleasure my own brother was giving me, my hot wolf of a brother unlike out-of-shape me. I precummed so much by now. I found myself doing the same to him until we were jacking each other off. I remembered doing this with him during our childhood. I'd tried to block it out of my mind for years because I hadn't wanted to believe I wasn't straight, much less believe I'd committed incest. But I wasn't straight. Older, younger, my age, it didn't matter. I liked cock, and a hot man ass never failed to capture my attention. Still, Jack had used Ben, and I couldn't get over it. "Why, Jack?" But his handjob continued making me feel good while I stroked him in return. "Why what?" "Why did you fuck Ben?" "Why not? It was more convenient than finding a hookup. Besides, we both know how hot he is. You were hot at one point too before you let yourself go." That reminder pricked my self-esteem. At forty, I had a flat-assed dad bod, and the only thing going for me physically was my cock that was much bigger than Jack's and even Ben's. I'd thought about getting back into shape, but I wasn't entirely ashamed either. Jack was ten years younger than me and had a beautiful wolf build decorated with hair as blond as mine. It made me wish I wasn't so smooth everywhere. Still, we kept stroking each other, and I wasn't too far from shooting my load. "You know, Joe. Instead of asking me why I fucked your kid, ask yourself why you haven't fucked him yet after he gave you a blowjob. I would've wasted no time if I'd been you." Jack had a point. Why hadn't I? Maybe the guilt had been too strong to deal with shortly after the sex. I'd been ready to do it again every night from now on, and a big part of me still was, but confusion had its way of striking my mind with a mixture of shame and horniness. "Did you fuck him this morning?" I asked. "Was that why I saw you coming up from the basement." Why all these mixed emotions controlling my mind? Why couldn't I be as cool as Jack was? "I did, and he loved it." Jack had no shame. He looked into my eyes and gave me a smirk. "I told him not to poop out my cum just yet in case you wanted your turn." That was an odd thing to say. "You don't need lube right now, Joe. You got my cum still in his hole to help you slide right in. And with as many times as I fucked that big ass, he'll be ready to take your big cock." I was getting even closer from the combination of all this talk, Jack's handjob, and the desire for my beautiful son. "You should see how his himbo ass bounces on my cock. Those cheeks really do move like jello every time." Fuck, I was closer and closer, and I leaked so much at what Jack and I were doing together. "Are you close?" he asked. I nodded, my eyes growing heavier. I was so ready to shoot from this great handjob. It was always better when someone did it versus doing it myself. Jack stopped, licked my precum off his fingers, and smirked. "Go downstairs, then. Fuck your kid. Don't waste your load on me." My eyebrows flew up. "Wait, really?" "Yep. I asked him if he wanted it, and he said he loved you and wanted to make Daddy happy." I couldn't believe it. I was on the verge of fucking Ben. My himbo son, my pride and joy, was waiting for his daddy to use his big boy butt. I just hoped that our relationship wouldn't change after all this. He'd already sucked me off and swallowed my cum last night, and it hadn't seemed to change anything between us except to bring us closer. Now, I was ready to fuck my little boy. ***INFO*** Want more by Rod Rey? Visit: https://rodreywriter.wordpress.com Please show your support by donating to Nifty to help keep these stories alive! Copyright © 2021, Rod Rey. All Rights Reserved. DISCLAIMER: All details of all characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.