Date: Sun, 2 Sep 2012 14:09:38 -0700 (PDT) From: Hot for Dads Subject: My-Mate-and-His-Dad-Part-1 (gay/incest) My Mate and His Dad This is FICTION. Don't read it if you're not old enough, if m/m stories offend you, or if you don't want to know about a son and a friend getting to know each other and the son's father in every way. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is... PART 1 Rufus and I have been best mates for as long as I can remember. We met on the first day of preschool. He wanted to play with the building blocks, but some other kid was hogging them all to himself and glaring at Rufus. I walked over to them and said, "You have to share." "No I don't," responded the brat and turned his back on us. Rufus shrugged and started to walk away, but I grabbed his arm and asked, "Where are you going?" "There's other toys," he said. "Don't you want to play with the blocks?" "Yeah, but--" "Then let's play with them." "How?" "I've got an idea," I said and began to whisper in Rufus's ear. The little brat with all the blocks looked back over his shoulder to see what we were doing, but I just turned my head away and continued to whisper to Rufus. When I'd finished revealing my plan to Rufus, he looked at me with a big grin that said I was the most brilliant person on the planet. We split up, and he circled around the brat in one direction, and I headed off in the other. The brat tried to watch us both, but it was impossible; he eventually had to lose sight of one of us in order to find the other. At the crucial moment, I nodded at Rufus. "What are you doing?" the brat demanded of me. However, while he was looking at me, Rufus darted in and grabbed an armful of blocks and dashed away. "Give those back!" the brat screamed as he jumped up to chase Rufus. As I'd planned, that left the remaining blocks unguarded, and I didn't waste any time gathering them up and running in the opposite direction. When Rufus and I met up again, he'd managed to lose the brat, who was probably sobbing to the teacher, but we didn't care. "I'm Rufus," he said, as he dropped his armload of blocks on the floor. "I'm Gunther," I said, as I added my blocks to his and then held out my hand. We shook hands and then collapsed to the floor to begin playing with the blocks. We quickly became nearly inseparable, spending every free moment together. At the end of the day, when our mothers picked us up, we made sure they met. We lived in different parts of town, so they didn't know each other, but they were both glad we'd made friends, and they wanted to encourage us. It wasn't long before our families were doing everything together. Dinners. Movies. Camping. Vacations. It was like we were one big happy family. Two mothers, two fathers, us two brothers, and one annoying sister. Rufus had a sister who was two years older than we were, and she was a complete pain. ***** As we grew up, Rufus and I continued to do everything together. And I mean everything. Well, some things took a little longer than others, but we eventually got around to everything. One day, when we were 15... "Truth or dare?" Rufus asked with a grin. "What?" I asked. We were hanging out alone at my house, and I had been concentrating on the TV show we were watching. I had no clue what he was talking about. "Truth of dare?" he repeated. "Come on, let's play." "Play what?" "How many times do I have to say it? Truth or dare?" he laughed. "You either have to answer a question truthfully or accept any dare I come up with." "Why do I have to go first?" I asked, slightly annoyed. I really wanted to watch the show! "Fine, I'll go first," he conceded. "Truth." "Okay, why do you want to play a stupid game right now?" "Because it's a good way to learn about each other." "We know everything there is to know. What more is there to learn?" I asked. "No, only one question at a time. You had your chance. My turn now," Rufus laughed. "Truth or dare?" "Truth," I said while trying to get back to my show. "Do you want to have sex with my sister?" Rufus asked. "Ewwwwww!" I said and make a face. "That's the most disgusting idea ever!!!" Rufus almost laughed his ass off, and I realized he was joking. "This is stupid. I want to watch this show." "Okay, okay. Dare," Rufus said as he tried to get himself under control. "Oh, suck me, you idiot!" I said as I got up to head to the kitchen. If Rufus wasn't going to let me watch my show, I was going to get something to eat. It was a good thing mum had gone to the store, because there was nothing in the refrigerator. Oh, there were things in there. Lots of jars of stuff, but nothing that looked good to me at the moment. Finally, I settled on a jar of big thick pickles at the back and leaned in to grab them. The next thing I knew, my running shorts were being yanked down. "Hey!" I yelled as I whirled around with the pickle jar in my hand and discovered Rufus on his knees in front of me. "What's that for?" "I can't suck you with your shorts on," he said with a grin. "What?!" "You dared me. I have to do it," he said and swiftly yanked my underwear down before I could really process what he was saying. "Rufus..." I objected lamely as he leaned forward and took my soft cock into his mouth. All I could do was gasp from the surprise and try not to let me legs buckle under me. I won't lie. I'd been jerking off for a long time already, but this was something new. I'd never had a hot mouth around my dick before. It felt amazing! So, I relaxed and let Rufus carry out his dare. As my cock began to stiffen, Rufus slid back on it, so only the head was in his mouth. I could feel his tongue swirling around the head, and I unconsciously dropped my own mouth open and began running my tongue around my lips in sync with Rufus's tongue movements. I surprised myself as a small groan escaped from my throat. I looked down at Rufus to see if he'd heard and saw him looking up at me with my cock still in his mouth. I don't know what my face looked like, but Rufus pulled off my dick and broke into gales of laughter. Well, I've never liked people laughing at me, so I put the jar of pickles on the counter and bent over to pull up my shorts. That stopped Rufus from laughing. "Hey, what are you doing?" he asked. "What's it look like?" "But I'm not finished yet," he said before pushing my shorts back down to my ankles and leaning in to suck my hard dick back into his hot and hungry mouth. As he slid his mouth up and down my shaft, he looked up at me and we locked eyes. I could tell from the look on his face that he was enjoying the taste of my dick, and he confirmed it with wink. I couldn't help breaking into a huge smile. "Yeah, suck that dick, Rufus. Your mouth feels so hot!" I have no idea where that came from, but Rufus seemed to enjoy it. He grinned with his eyes because his mouth was too busy. I leaned back against the counter, and my elbow tapped the pickle jar. It suddenly gave me an idea. I reached around to get the jar and brought it in front of me. Rufus looked at me quizzically but kept working my dick. I twisted the top off the jar, took out a nice big juicy pickle, and put the jar and lid back on the counter. I then locked eyes with Rufus as I slurped the whole pickle into my mouth. I pulled the pickle out of my mouth and licked up and down the sides. I watched Rufus as he caught on and began to imitate me. He released my cock head from his mouth and began to lick the shaft, all the while keeping his eyes one me and the pickle. I slid the pickle back into my mouth, and Rufus slowly swallowed my cock again. I then began slowly pulling out the pickle and pushing it back in, and Rufus began sucking my cock in exactly the same rhythm. I sped up, and Rufus sped up. I slowed down, and Rufus slowed down. In all of my past jacking off, I'd never been as hot and horny as I was right now. I threw the pickle in the sink, grabbed Rufus's head in my hands, and began to fuck his mouth. Rufus quickly wrapped his right hand around the base of my shaft to keep me from fucking too deep into his mouth. His warm hand on my shaft and his hot, wet mouth sucking the head of my dick felt amazing. I began to fuck his face even faster. "Oh god, this feels so amazing. You have no idea. Oh yeah. Thank you, Rufus. Thank you." Rufus started jacking my dick even faster than I could fuck him. My nerves were all going into overload. "No, Rufus. Stop. Stop!" Rufus quickly stopped and pulled his mouth off my dick. "What? Are you okay?" he asked with a worried look. "Fucking amazing," I said. "Then why did you want me to stop?" "I was about to cum." "And you stopped me? You jerk!" Before I knew it, Rufus was jerking frantically on my cock and had the head pointed at his open mouth. I was shocked. "You want me to cum in your mouth?" "Definitely. Now shut up and enjoy it," Rufus ordered. And with that, I relaxed back into the pleasure of being jacked off by my best mate. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. "Oh, fuck, Rufus, that feels so good." "It better. How about this?" he asked. I felt him close the thumb and index finger of his left hand around my ballsac, between my balls and my body. He then began to close his fist one finger at a time, tightened my ballsac around my balls and pressuring them gently. All the time, he kept jacking my dick without missing a beat. "Oh yeah, play with my balls. That feels amazing. Oh, fuck, Rufus, here it cums. I'm gonna cum. Are you sure you want to do this?" "Just shut up and cum already!" Rufus ordered as he stuck out his tongue and pressed it against the underside of my cock head. "You asked for it! Here it cums," I warned one last time as we locked eyes again. "Oh, Rufus! I'm cumming!!!" And with that, every nerve and muscle in my body went crazy and I began shooting wads of cum into my best mate's eager mouth. He continued jacking my dick as I watched the cum fly across his tongue and disappear. My body shivered in a sudden contraction, disrupting my aim, and one shot of my cum hit Rufus on the cheek. I don't know whether he wanted to avoid a bigger mess or if he didn't want to miss any more of my cum, but Rufus quickly swallowed the load already in his mouth and leaned in to suck my dick back in to engulf my dick with his mouth. I leaned back against the kitchen counter for support and tried to catch my breath. Rufus continued to suckle gently on my dick as it began to soften. My body gave in to one final contraction as my sensitive cock warned that it had had enough. Rufus let my dick slip from his mouth as he backed off and stood up. With a sly grin, he asked, "Truth or Dare?" Well, I wasn't in any shape for physical activity at that point, so... "Truth." "Okay, would you want to do this again sometime?" he asked. "Are you stupid? Of course I would." I laughed. "I thought you might. And I'm glad," he said as he used his fingers to wipe my cum off his cheek before putting them in his mouth to suck them clean, "because you taste amazing, mate." "I know." "What?" Rufus asked with obvious surprise. "Waste not, want not. That's what mum always says." We both started laughing, but Rufus wasn't going to let it go. "Seriously, you've tasted your own?" "Yeah, haven't you?" I asked. "Of course, but you?" "I guess we both did learn something from today's game of Truth or Dare," I said. "Now, if you don't mind..." I leaned down to pull up my underwear and shorts. "Good idea," Rufus said. "You wouldn't want your mum to catch you with your pants down in her kitchen. How would you explain that?" I reached into the sink to retrieve the pickle I'd been sucking on and then turned on the water to give it a quick rinse. When I'd turned off the water and turned back around to face Rufus, I said. "I would say we were just eating pickles." I then took a huge bite of the pickle. "Ouch!" Rufus exclaimed with a lock of mock horror on his face as he covered his crotch with his hands. We both broke into more laughter as I closed up the jar and put the remaining pickles back in the refrigerator. However, when I turned back around, I couldn't help noticing that Rufus was covering a nice hard pickle of his own. "What about you?" I asked. "What what about me?" "Well, you know," I said as I pointed toward his crotch with my half-eaten pickle. "After biting that pickle in half? No way is your mouth getting anywhere near my dick," he laughed. "Bite me," I responded with a laugh as I started to leave the kitchen. "Hey, I didn't say Dare!" Rufus exclaimed as he playfully shoved me into the doorframe and hurried back to the living room. ***** As I sat on the sofa and watched TV a little while later, I couldn't help glancing over at Rufus, who was sprawled all over the armchair. Although we'd been like brothers ever since we met, we were really different physically. At the time, I was 5'11", weighed 140 pounds, and had short-cropped blond hair. Rufus, on the other hand, was only 5'6", weighed about 180 pounds, and had shoulder-length black hair. Rufus reached up to brush some of that long black hair from his face and caught me looking at him. "What?" "What what?" I asked innocently. "Don't play stupid, Gunther, although I know you don't always have to play at it." "I don't know what you mean," I declared and pretended to concentrate on the TV. "You're not going to go all weird on me now about earlier, are you?" Rufus pursued. "Why should I?" "Hmmm, your best mate gives you a blowjob and eats your cum every day, does he?" "We'll see," I said, trying to be flip. "Look, it was just a bit of fun." I'd never heard Rufus sound quite like he did when he said that. There was something slightly desperate in his voice, so I looked up at him. Rufus was now sitting on the edge of the chair, and I could tell he was worried or nervous or something. Definitely not his usual easygoing self. "Jeez, lighten up," I said as I grabbed a sofa pillow and threw it at him. "I'm fine. It was great. We'll definitely do it again. At least I hope we will. You're the best I ever had." "Yeah, like you ever had any before," he laughed, throwing the pillow back at me and then sprawling back out in the chair. That was a relief. Crisis averted. "So," I said, trying to sound casual, "where did you learn to be such a good cocksucker?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" he responded coyly. "I guess you'll have to wait until the next game of Truth or Dare." "Okay," I said, sitting up and throwing the sofa pillow back at Rufus. "Truth or Dare?" Rufus started laughing and, thinking he was being clever, quickly said, "Dare." "I dare you to tell me where you learned to be such a good cocksucker and if it is going to be your full-time occupation," I ordered triumphantly. "Screw you," Rufus yelled and threw the pillow back at me before jumping up and heading for the door. His sudden anger caught me completely off guard, but then I rushed after him and spun him around just as he was reaching for the doorknob. "What's wrong with you?" I asked, holding him firmly by the shoulders. "Why are you being so touchy all of the sudden?" "Fine," he said, trying to break free from my grasp. "Yes, I'm good at sucking cock. I've had a lot of practice. I love sucking cock. I loved sucking your cock. I'm gay. Your best mate is a faggot. And he has been in love with you for years! Is that what you wanted to hear?" As he finished, tears were rolling down his cheeks. I stood there stunned for a second, not by what he'd said but how he'd said it. He was hurt and angry and frustrated and embarrassed and defiant and vulnerable, all at the same time. All I wanted to do at that moment was to make my best mate's troubles go away. Keeping a firm grasp on his shoulders, I leaned in and kissed Rufus on the lips. Softly at first, but then more urgently. I felt his arms encircle my waist. I released my firm hold and moved my hands around to his back to form a tight embrace. I felt his lips part slightly and his tongue gently caressed my lips. I parted my lips and our tongues began to explore each other, penetrating deep into each other's mouths. A soft moan escaped from Rufus's mouth, and I pulled back, ending the exchange with several soft final kisses on his lips. "You wanted to know why I was looking at you earlier," I said as Rufus wiped the tears off his cheeks. "Well, I was thinking what a great cocksucker my best mate is..." Rufus started to back away but I held him tight. "And I was hoping it wasn't just a one-off experiment for him. And I was wondering how I could tell my best mate that I was in love with him, without having him think I was just saying it so I could have my cock sucked on a regular basis." "Are you serious? You mean it?" Rufus asked, clearly not certain about what he was hearing. "Of course, I mean it. How many times do I have to tell you you're a great cocksucker?" "Fuck you," Rufus said with a laugh and a sniffle as he hit me in the chest. "Whoa, I didn't say Dare!" I laughed and leaned in for another quick kiss. "Truth," Rufus said seriously, "I do love you." "Truth," I responded, "I do love you." ***** Rufus eventually did tell me where he got so much practice at sucking cock. It turns out there was a very active toilet in the park near his house. He said when we were still "just friends" and he got so horny for me that he couldn't stand it, he would go to the park and suck off some guy in the toilet and pretend it was me. What a dufus is Rufus! And how many blowjobs I missed! Still, I couldn't argue with the fact that he had perfected his skills. Rufus also swore to me that from the day he finally sucked my cock, he was through with the park toilet. Instead, he continued to perfect his skills on me alone. I had no objection to helping further his education. In fact, I soon accepted the dare to begin perfecting my own oral skills, and Rufus was a very good instructor. One day, however, we were in the park near his house and Rufus decided to show me where the toilet was. Okay, he'd dared me to let him suck me off in the toilet, so we'd headed over to the park to make his fantasy a reality. Just as we were nearing the toilet, the door opened, and a man stepped out. Rufus quickly grabbed my arm and yanked me behind a nearby tree. I started to object to being shoved around, but he motioned for me to be quiet and nodded his head in the direction of the toilet. I took a quick look around the tree and saw the man from the toilet heading in our direction. That wasn't all I saw. I saw that the man was Rufus's dad. I quickly ducked back behind the tree. Rufus and I then inched around the tree so that it was always between us and his dad. By the time his dad was disappearing down a park path, Rufus and I were on the same side of the tree as the toilet. At that moment, a guy who was about our age came out of the toilet and looked around. I recognized him from school; it was Trevor Watkins, the star of the tennis team. He saw us, waved nonchalantly, spit on the ground, and walked off in the opposite direction. As if drawn by a magnet, Rufus and I hurried to examine the spit. "Do you think...?" I tried to ask but couldn't finish. "It certainly looks like..." Rufus responded slowly. "It's cum, guys." Rufus and I just about jumped out of our skin as we realized that Trevor had returned and was standing behind us. We quickly turned around to face him. "Oh, hi, Trevor," I said. "We were just--" "He has a pretty good idea what we were just," Rufus said with a laugh. "Yeah, Rufus and me used to share the trade around here," Trevor confirmed, "before he found his own steady supply." I couldn't help feeling embarrassed and stepped behind Rufus, but he took my hand and said, "Better than you've ever tasted. Trust me." Trevor just laughed. "I always wondered if you two--." "It's only recently..." I started to say. But Trevor held up his hand. "No need to explain to me, Gun." "So, is he still in there?" Rufus asked. "Who?" Trevor was slightly confused. "Oh, the big load that was too much to swallow. No, you must have just missed him. He came out right before me. He's a new guy. I've never seen him before. You would have liked it though. Hot and sweet and lots of it. You know I normally don't spit, but he shot so much I was full before I finished swallowing," Trevor laughed. "That's saying something, if you couldn't even take it all," Rufus joked, trying to cover the fact that I could see his mind was working at a mile a minute. "Sorry, are we shocking you, Gun?" Trevor asked, looking at me. "You look a bit shell-shocked." "Oh no, it's just the surprise. I didn't know you.... Well, you know." I muttered. "Sucked cock?" Trevor laughed. "Can't play tennis all the time." "I guess not," I responded weakly. "Speaking of tennis, I'd better get to practice. Later." Trevor started to walk away and then said over his shoulder with a laugh, "Have fun in there, you two." "Don't worry about us," Rufus called out, and Trevor waved without looking back. "Did you know that your dad..." I couldn't finish, and then the thought came to me. "You never...!" "What? Oh no! You heard Trevor say he was new. Jeez, Gunther, what do you think of me?" "I'm sorry." "Well, just so you know, it might be 'anonymous' but I've been quick enough to see every guy I've ever sucked in there, and not one of them was my dad. I definitely would have remembered that. Now, come on. I really want to suck your cock." "You really want to suck my cock, or do you just want to pretend it's your dad's?" I don't know why I said it, but I did. And the moment I said it, I was already sorry. Rufus pulled his hand out of mine, looked searchingly in my eyes, and then started to walk away without a word. I couldn't believe how stupid I'd been. I hurried to catch up with Rufus and block his retreat. He tried to get around me, but I kept stopping him. "Look, I'm sorry. It was a stupid thing to say. I don't know why I said it." I finally grabbed his hands and he didn't pull away. However, he didn't look at me either. He just kept staring at our linked hands. "It's sick," he finally whispered. "I know. I said I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it." "No, not what you said," Rufus continued to whisper. "The fact that you were right. I never thought of him that way until I knew Trevor had sucked him, and then I suddenly realized I was jealous of Trevor. If I would have sucked you at that moment, you were right; I would have been pretending it was my dad's cock I was sucking." "Well, I'm not going to let you suck my cock now, so stop worrying about it," I laughed. Rufus looked up but quickly returned his gaze to our hands. "Besides," I continued, "I don't care whose cock you suck as long as I know I'm the one you love." Rufus looked up again, and this time a single tear rolled down his cheek. "I do love you." He lifted his hand, but I wouldn't let go, so he wiped away the tear with the back of my hand. "Besides," I said with a grin, "I wouldn't mind sucking your dad's dick either. He's hot." "Fuck you," Rufus said with a laugh as he yanked his hands from mine and playfully bumped me with his shoulder. "You keep promising that, Toiletman, but you never do," I said and shoved him back. "I guess I'll just have to get your dad to pop my cherry." "Only if I get to watch." "Pervert!" "Look who's talking." We were both laughing so hard now, we could barely walk. The awkwardness had passed, and everything was back to normal. Of course, when we did eventually regroup and walk away, I couldn't help sneaking a glance back up the path that Rufus's dad had taken. [Hope you enjoyed the beginning of this story. Don't forget that Nifty needs your donations to help provide these stories for your entertainment and relief! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html.]