Date: Tue, 16 Feb 2021 20:29:34 -0500 From: Rod Rey Subject: My Himbo Son 6 On Monday morning, there was a hard knock on the door. Wearing just shorts and no T-shirt, I opened it. My eyebrows flew up. "Justin?" He gave me a little smile while standing there with a suitcase. A blond like his father, me, and Ben. "Hi, Daddy." My cock twitched, but I was also confused. Daddy? Oh, right. I'd told him to call me that when we'd talked over the phone yesterday. But I wasn't sure anymore how this was going to work out. Sometimes, I wondered if Justin being my nephew like he was supposed to be was better than being the son he really wasn't to me. I'd bonded more and more with Ben, and I didn't want to change that. Besides, he was still in bed, and Justin would wonder why when I'd already told him he'd sleep with me. Fuck. I forced a wide smile on my face. "Hi, Justin. I thought I was supposed to pick you up from the airport?" "I wanted to surprise you instead." He gave me another little smile. He was so hot, but something seemed off. I wasn't sure why. "Come in." I let him wheel his suitcase inside, and I closed the door. He came closer and threw his arms around me, placing his lips over mine like he was ready for action. My cock got hard, but my mind was elsewhere. I stopped the kiss and tried hard not to make him feel bad. "I'm sure there's plenty of time for that." Justin groped my bulge, grinning. "No, Daddy. It can't wait. I'm horny. I want you to fuck me now." Oh, shit. What had happened to him? He hadn't seemed like this at all. "And in front of Jack as planned," he added. Jack. God. I hated that evil fuck for what he'd done to Ben, my little boy. I'd still been looking after Jack because I didn't want him to die on me. I'd just changed his diaper too. Diaper. God. How could I even let Justin see his own dad in that state? Maybe I needed extra time. Now, Justin was horny. I needed to give it to him while Ben was still asleep. Oh, Ben. What did he expect? I loved him because he was my son and my life, but sometimes, I wondered if he really wanted more with me. Since he was asexual, he wasn't sexually attracted to anyone. He just knew that sex made his body feel good, unrelated to the guy or his looks. But that didn't mean he was incapable of falling in love. I swallowed and forced a tight smile. "Justin, let me just check up on Jack quickly and I'll be right back." "Hurry, Daddy." Justin pouted, and I prayed that he wasn't going to turn out to be high maintenance. I couldn't deal with that. Ben might've been a himbo and not the brightest crayon in the box, but he was still a young man at twenty, not a kid. I rushed to the guestroom and closed the door. I eyed Jack for a moment, the rage and contempt rising within. But I had to be careful. Look at him. Still tied up with his mouth taped shut and almost naked, just a diaper on. Evil fuck. The more I stared at him, the more I was ready to claim his son's virginity. Since I wasn't ready to let Justin see him like this just yet, I grabbed my phone and video called Jack's phone. I propped his near him so that he could watch. I stepped closer to him and watched the tears roll down his face. He was unable to do anything but mumble. "We could've been a loving family, Jack. But you clearly didn't want that. Instead, you did more than just fuck my little boy. You fucked his life up too. And you have to pay for that." Jack mumbled something that sounded like he was sorry, but who the fuck cared? Let him suffer. "I'm going to fuck your son now. I'm going to pound the shit out of him like you did to Ben. And you're going to watch every minute of it." Jack shed more tears. I inhaled and controlled as soon as my emotions threatened to get the best of me, and I finally left. I grabbed a bottle of lube from my room, smiled at Ben who was peacefully asleep, and kissed his head. "Keep sleeping, my loving boy," I whispered. "Daddy will never hurt or abandon you." My heart fluttered from just our proximity to each other. I left the room. When I reached Justin, he was already naked. Good. Jack can watch now. I propped up my phone somewhere near me and Justin for Jack to capture it all. "Don't look at my phone, okay? Promise me you won't." Justin nodded. "Okay, Daddy. I promise." Thank God he wasn't speaking like a little kid. That would've been too much for me. But to each their own. I observed his naked body, a total jock with decent-size cock and a round butt. Not as big as Ben's, but it still made me hard. I got undressed and stepped closer to him for a make-out session. Since his eyes were closed, I tilted my head toward my phone and gave Jack a quick stare that told him I was in the charge now. The camera was small and not too close to me, but I could still make out that he was uncomfortable. Good. But as hot as Justin was, I struggled to get fully into it. Why? I'd been so ready for him at first. He broke the kiss with a little smile. "I want to suck Daddy's big dick." He got on his knees and put his mouth to use. Okay, this started to feel good at least. But he was no Ben. My own son had the mouth of a vacuum in all the right ways. He knew just how to milk my cock with that mouth of his. Justin, however, had a lot to learn. I glanced at the camera and stared at Jack who seemed fixated on us. Maybe he was turned on. Why Jack? Why had he done it? We all could've been happy together by now. I tried to be patient with Justin. He just wasn't the greatest at sucking because he was so inexperienced. He tried, though. He looked up at me, his innocent eyes telling me that he just wanted to be loved like Ben did. I pulled out of Justin's mouth and tried to smile in spite of my lowering mood. I was still hard, though. I grabbed the bottle of lube and coated my cock with it. Then, he got up, and I turned him around and did the same with his tight pucker, rubbing my finger against his untouched anus. "Now, Justin? It's probably going to hurt at first, but try your best to take it, okay? Ignore the pain and focus on how you feel about me." "Okay, Daddy." Oddly enough, he didn't seem nervous. That was promising. Wow, he was bending over too. He was more ready than I'd thought he'd be. I lined up the head of my cock against his pucker, and as I pressed against it, I struggled. It was so tight that it was challenging to enter him. But I wasn't giving up. "You okay?" "Yeah, Daddy. I'm thinking about us." The whole time, he'd sounded happy. He really did want to be here with me. I tried pressing harder, and as he gasped in pain, I gently shushed him. "It'll be okay." I continued, ignoring his sounds of pain. I got the head in, and it was already starting to feel great. I pushed myself farther into him, slowly, inch by inch. I kept ignoring him with the hope that he was thinking about something good. I took a glimpse of the camera, and my eyes widened at Jack moving his lower half around as if trying to masturbate hands-free. He was more turned on than I'd thought. This wasn't part of the plan. He was supposed to be angry, hurt, and destroyed. Like I'd been. Moments later, I was all the way in, and Justin had only made minimal sounds of pain as if trying to take it like a big boy, which was better than I'd thought. "Does it hurt?" "Yeah, but keep going, Daddy." "Okay." I thrust into Justin's devirginized hole. I'd just claimed him. I'd taken his virginity. And I looked at Jack again. "You like watching this?" He didn't say anything, but he nodded. So, he really did. My, my. I was so horny now that I couldn't stop, and I increased the pace while ignoring Justin's whimpering. "Come on, boy. You can take Daddy. You begged for this, so now you're getting it." "Okay, Daddy." Despite the pain, Justin wanted this because it probably made him feel closer to me. I looked at the camera and smirked. "I'm fucking your boy, Jack. I took his virginity. You wanted it, but it's mine now." I didn't care if I was being petty. I couldn't get over what he'd done. Justin started playing with himself, probably to ease the pain with a distraction. I went faster until I was pounded his jock butt. It might've not been a big boy butt, but it still moved like jello. His hole hugged my cock so tightly that it was practically jacking it off like a hand. His cheeks slapped against my inner thighs in hard thwacks, and I knew I wasn't too far from finishing. I looked at the camera and smirked. "It's tight, Jack. You would've loved this. Too bad I already beat you to it." I shifted my focus back to Justin's butt, and he was jerking himself off. He was quiet, but I knew he wanted to be with his new daddy. Daddy. Wow. I guess I really had to become one. Jack would've never been able to. After more pounding and watching these jiggling cheeks move and move with each hard thrust, I could no longer hold it in. I breathed harder while staring at Justin's ass, and I grunted, slowing down as I shot deep inside his tight hole, giving him his first cum. I caught my breath and relaxed. I looked over his shoulder and saw puddles of cum all over the floor. Would he always be this silent during sex? I hoped not. I slowly pulled out of his ass and suppressed a groan at what I saw. Fuck. It was the risk of fucking a virgin. Now, I had to wash my cock and remember to get him to douche the next time. Ugh, the smell. But I'd at least fucked him. I'd taken his virginity right in front of Jack. And it made me smile with triumph. "I'll be back, Justin. I need a shower." He gave me a little smile as if oblivious to his little accident. "Okay, Daddy." I walked away. I went into the bathroom, took a long shower to think about everything, and got out. What a long shower, almost an hour. After drying myself, I didn't bother getting dressed. Now that my wife wasn't with me anymore, I could do whatever I wanted and be naked in the house. I sighed in relief. Maybe I should gloat a bit more to Jack, rub it in his face. I quickly checked up on Ben, and he was still asleep. He usually didn't wake up early, so it wasn't a surprise. I went into the guestroom and froze. My heart hammered at the sight of the bed. Empty. Where the fuck was Jack?! I rushed throughout the house and checked every single room, and then the basement. Not even Justin was around. Gone. Both of them gone. Fuck. I went upstairs and realized that Justin's suitcase wasn't where it'd been. My phone rang, still propped up in the same spot as when I'd fucked him. I rushed to answer it, seeing that it was Jack's number. "Yeah?" "Hey, Joe. I want to thank you for inviting my son over." He had a serious tone. "Without him at the house, I would've still been tied up and tortured. But he saved me from you. He saved my life." I panted. "You fucked up my own son. You deserved the punishment." "Except I didn't. You see, Joe, you assumed the worst. You didn't give me a chance to explain. I was saving the money Ben made from filming porn into his own bank account. He spends money recklessly, and I knew he'd blow it all on shit he doesn't need. I wrote all the bank details down on a piece of paper. It's on the kitchen counter. Lots and lots of money because Ben was actually a success." Oh... "Yeah, you're silent now. Bet you feel real stupid beating the shit out of me and tying me up for nothing like a twisted fuck." I swallowed. "Well, what about the mean things you said to Ben when he was younger, and all the crazy stuff you filled his head with?" "Oh, Joe. Let's face it. Ben isn't a himbo by coincidence. A rock has a higher IQ than he does." I breathed in and out. "Don't insult him like that." "It's true. I had my fun with him, I admit, but I'm done now. I have my boy here with me. I explained everything to him. He wants to try out our new bond, and believe me, we're going to have some hot fun together. I'll let him act like the little kid he feels like he is, and that's fine by me." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, you might've taken his virginity, but I'm his Daddy, and I got his love, which you'll never have." I sighed. "Fair enough." They needed each other, after all. "Ben's in love with you, Joe. Like, deeply so. He's told me all the time. The concept of incest is lost on him. He wants to be your boyfriend like a sappy little dumbfuck." God, how I hated Jack. But Ben in love with me, huh? It was official. This changed everything between us. "I suggest you do something about that," Jack added. "But from this day on, me and you are dead to each other. Don't ever contact me, and I won't contact you. Take care, Joe, and have a nice life." He ended the call. I just stood here in shock. I didn't even know what to say or think. I finally walked toward my room and crawled into Ben to wrap my arm around his naked body. I gave him a tender kiss on the back of his head. Jack was out of our lives for good. It was for the best. He at least had the decency to pay Ben back in full, everything he'd earned in porn. He started waking up, moaning. "Dad?" I smiled, my heart warming up. "I'm here, baby boy." I turned him around and made out with him for a while. When I stopped, I rubbed my nose against his and smiled again, my heart melting even more. Maybe I'd fall in love with him one day. Maybe I'd kind of already have in some ways. But now that I knew how he officially felt for me, I wasn't going to break his heart. He just wanted love in a way no one else could understand, and I'd give it to him in however way possible. Making him happy made me happy. Ben smiled, but it was an unusual wide smile. It was the kind of smile that one made when learning how to do it properly. Years of forcing away his emotions, and he gave me hope that he'd show it all again. "I love you, Dad." "I love you, son." "One day I'm going to marry you." "Oh, Ben." I chuckled and didn't say anymore. My wife hadn't felt that way about me. She hadn't appreciated what we'd had together. Her solution was to cheat and leave me for a younger man with a better body. But not Ben. He wanted his own father, as is. He'd never once judged me. He accepted me for me. I didn't have to lose weight for him. I knew this because he never focused on my looks whenever we were together. His heart did all the talking, and it told me a whole novel. He really was the true love of my life. My himbo son. Who would've thought? I snuggled with Ben, just relaxing with him in my arms. I had so many plans for us. From now on, just like Jack had rammed all that toxic shit into Ben's head, I'd reverse it and make him see just how beautiful and smart he really was. And good. And sweet. We'd find happiness together. Then again, we already had. Just the two of us. And we didn't need anyone else. ***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.