Date: Thu, 4 Feb 2021 23:21:58 -0500 From: Rod Rey Subject: My Himbo Son 3 There he was, my little boy. My beautiful himbo son. I stood at the doorway to his basement bedroom with the light on, and Ben lay on his belly, relaxing like a lazy kid. His big boy butt was in full view, like two palish globes protruding in the most sexual way. I stroked my leaking cock and slowly inched closer to the bed. I missed his mouth so much, but I imagined his other hole would feel even better. It was amazing how my wife who'd cheated on me and left me for another man had gotten me to realize my own secret attraction. I really was attracted to my son, my sexy jock boy. To think that twenty years ago when I'd given him life, I'd have ended up on the verge of fucking this beautiful creation of mine, what I'd created out of my cock. From seed to life in the form of a boy, now a young man who had everything to desire. I stepped closer and climbed the bed, never letting go of my cock. I was confident Ben would be able to handle my big size. My last name was Biggs for a reason: big daddy dick and big boy butt, a natural fit. Fuck, why was I getting a bit nervous now? My heart beat just a tad faster. But I'd do this. I was too horny to stop now. This incestuous desire plaguing my brain sent all the right waves down to my leaking cock. I hovered over Ben's backside, my knees on either side of his legs, and I guided my cock toward his used hole. Oh, Ben. He wasn't just a himbo. He was a cumdump. A used cumdump with my brother's cum left inside his hole. Jack had taken his virginity, and I tried my hardest to fight the sadness. What I'd give to have been his first. I pressed the head of my cock against Ben's hole, and I slowly pushed myself inside. It went in easier than I'd thought, and I was balls deep inside my son. I began moving with slow thrusts to savor this surreal moment. I was fucking him. I was fucking my little boy, the life that my cock had spit out into a baby-turned-man. He was mine to enjoy now. Jack had already had his turn too many times. Ben finally woke up. "Hi, Daddy." His voice was as nonchalant as when he'd sucked me off last night. "Uncle Jack told me you wanted to fuck me. Is my hole making you happy?" "Oh, son," I whispered. I had to be careful and not release too soon from how glorious this was. What it felt like to be inside him was beyond words. "Am I your slut too, Daddy?" Ben was so adorable. He sounded neither horny nor the opposite while lying on his belly, taking my cock. Was he even enjoying this from his monotone voice? "You've been a bad boy, Ben." "I know, Daddy. But I take it up my butt every day because Uncle Jack has a medical problem. I don't want him to suffer." "Medical problem?" What the fuck, Jack...oh, but this sloppy hole, this used boy hole hugging my cock and jacking it off. "Yeah, Daddy. He gets really sick whenever he doesn't come inside a hole. The only treatment is my hole because it's magical. He's tried masturbating on his own, but it doesn't work." Fucking Jack, messing with my himbo son's head. Ben fell for the stupidest things, and I needed to protect him. But I was too horny to be upset. I quickened the pace until my skin slapped against his bouncy ass, those big cheeks moving like jello for my own pleasure. "Use me, Daddy. Use my hole like everyone else does." I lowered my eyebrows. Everyone else? "What do you mean, Ben?" "Jack has many friends who are really sick like he is. They need my help too." Oh, fuck. No, Ben, no! How could he have fallen for such a lustful lie? At the same time, the sudden image in my head of my own son getting pounded by a group of men, swapping his big boy butt, threatened to make me come sooner than I wanted to. I fought the urge and tried to edge a bit longer. "What did they do to you?" "They stuck their big penises inside my butt, Daddy, and it felt good. But they felt good too." I was getting closer as I sped up my thrusts until I started pounding the shit out of son. My used slut. No, no, he was my little boy. He couldn't be a slut. I wouldn't allow it. But why did it turn me on so much? "Did you want those men, Ben?" "Not really, no. My body just felt good. I don't want anyone, Daddy. I just want to make you and Uncle Jack happy." "But you deserve to be happy too." "I'm a hole, Daddy. I'm just here for you to use." I hated Jack for filling his head with that shit. Ben was my little boy, my everything. He'd never be just a hole in my eyes. At the same time, I wondered what it was like to watch him being swapped around by different men, like a used cumdump. "Use my hole, Daddy." That monotone voice again. "Ben, are you able to change your voice for Daddy? Can you sound horny for me this time?" Ben paused with a pensive expression. "I don't know how to change my voice. Maybe I can replace it with a new one?" "Oh, son." I slowed down the pace to give him kisses on the head and face while I continued thrusting into him. "It would just be nice if you can enjoy this too." "I do, Daddy. My body feels good." Yet his voice said otherwise. Not turned on, not turned off, just...sounding whatever about getting fucked. "He's asexual, Joe." It was Jack from behind. I turned my head and captured a grin on his face, but I managed to keep fucking Ben. "What do you mean?" "He's not sexually attracted to anyone, nor does he desire anyone. It's not possible for him. He just feels good when he gets fucked because his body responds naturally like any other person. But don't let that stop you. Keep pounding him. I saw you a moment ago. Why the slowdown?" Ben was asexual? I still couldn't grasp it. "Why is he always monotone and casual during sex? Is it because he's asexual?" "No, that has nothing to do with it. It's just how he is." Jack sighed. "Now quit asking questions, Joe, and keep fucking him. I'm getting horny again for that big ass, so hurry up." He walked away and back up the stairs. I shifted my focus back on Ben, but instead of pounding him again, I asked, "Can you make out with Daddy?" "Okay," Ben said. He reached for my lips while still lying on his belly. The more our tongues connected, the more I loved kissing him. It wasn't so much that he was experienced or not, but kissing my own son while fucking his butt was like magic. I still couldn't believe we were doing this. I rubbed my nose against his face. "I love you so much, Ben," I whispered. Slut or not, used or unused, he was my life. I'd die for him without even thinking about it. I pecked his face with fatherly affection. I saw a hint of a smile on his face while I kept pushing in and out of his hole. "I love you, Daddy." Monotone but a little softer this time, like he felt love for his father. "Oh, son..." That was it. Him telling me he loved me made me come fast like last night when he'd given me that amazing blowjob. "Daddy's...coming...ungh!" I grunted while giving Ben slow but hard thrusts, my cock exploding and quickly flooding his insides. What a mind-blowing experience. The euphoria was the kind of rush I'd never quite had with my wife. I'd enjoyed sex with her, but something about sex with Ben was different. Spent, I pulled out of Ben's hole and rested against his back to catch my breath, enjoying the afterglow. I gave him more kisses on his lips. I smiled, moaning in comfort from being like this with him. This was our new bond: man and boy, father and son. "Hey, Dad, want to see me in a movie? I can show you on my phone." I chuckled. "A movie?" "Yeah, Uncle Jack told me I'm a famous actor from all the movies I'm in." What...? I furrowed my eyebrows. "Ben...? What exactly are you talking about?" "I get fucked by many guys, Dad. Uncle Jack said I'd be a famous movie star, and now I am." What the fuck, Jack! "He got you into the porn business?" "Porn? No, Dad. I'm not talking about porn. I'm talking about movies for adults." I was definitely going to have a talk with Jack about this. How could he do this to my little boy? "How long has this been going on?" "Since I turned eighteen." My eyes widened. "Two years?" "Yeah, and it's fun. He says I can be rich one day too." I paused for a moment because something didn't seem right. "How much do you get paid?" Ben had to think for a moment. "I don't know, Dad." "You don't know? He does pay you, right?" "Not yet. He says it can take up to ten years." Oh, fuck. Jack had been exploiting my little boy all this time, and he'd most likely been keeping all the money. I could feel the anger and repulsion rising, and the more I knew about my brother, the more I realized how terrible he was. That was it. This house suddenly didn't have room for the three of us. Jack had taken advantage of Ben's gullibility and innocence. He'd taken his virginity, he'd turned him into a porn star against his clear knowledge, and he'd had him get pounded like a cumdump for who knew how many times. Nope. This wasn't happening anymore. I was putting a stop to it once and for all. Fuck you, Jack. ***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.