Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2012 15:34:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Hot for Dads Subject: My-Mate-and-His-Dad-Part-6 (gay/incest) My Mate and His Dad This is FICTION and not intended to encourage or condone any similar real-world activities. 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 6 I rang the Shepherds' doorbell and waited. Just as I was ready to give up, the door finally opened. "Why didn't you--?" I started, but stopped quickly when I saw who had actually opened the door. "Oh, hello, Mr. Shepherd." "Hello, Gunther. What can I do for you?" Mr. Shepherd asked with a sly grin. He was wearing a bathrobe and carrying a towel to dry his wet hair. "Nothing. I mean... Well, not right now... Rufus." I couldn't put a sensible string of words together. I was too distracted by the chest hair escaping from the gaping collar of the robe. And looking down didn't help either, because then I was distracted by Mr. Shepherd's muscular hairy calves and broad feet. "Rufus isn't home yet," he said as he wiped the back of his neck with the towel. "Oh, okay, sorry, Mr. Shepherd," I mumbled and started to turn away. "Ruben." "What?" I asked turning around. "Ruben. You might as well call me Ruben....since you've already swallowed my cum," he clarified with a grin. "Umm," I said with slight embarrassment, "I prefer 'Mr. Shepherd' if you don't mind." "Oh, you do do you? Well, that's good to know, Gunther. Why don't you come on in? I'm sure Rufus won't be long if he was expecting you." "Well, that's just it. I missed him at school, and he's not answering his cell. We were supposed to go to the cinema." "Come in, Gunther," he said. I looked him in the eyes, since it sounded more like an order than an invitation this time. "Okay, if you don't mind." "I insist." I edged around Mr. Shepherd and entered the house. He closed the door and leaned back against it. "What's the matter, Gunther?" "I don't know what you mean, sir." Mr. Shepherd laughed and took a step toward me. "Oh, I think you do. Are you just a bit nervous about the trick you and Rufus played on me the other night?" "What? I don't--" With a hearty laugh, he stopped my protest. "Oh, come now, you expect me to believe it was all an innocent mistake that you begged me to fuck you and then Rufus just happened to be the one with his tight ass all lubed up and waiting for me?" "Well when you put it that way." "That's better. No need for pretense between us," he said as he draped the towel around his neck, stepped even closer, and suddenly kissed me while fondling my cock and balls with his right hand. I was so caught off guard by the sensory assault that I began to cough instead of returning the kiss. He stepped back and took a long look at me." "I'm sorry, Mr. Shepherd." It sounded lame, but it was all I could get out. "So you've changed your mind? Had all you want? Okay, it's your call." he said with a shrug. As I stood there motionless, Mr. Shepherd walked around me and headed for the stairs. Suddenly, I felt the towel snapping my ass. Even through my jeans, it stung. I grabbed my ass with both hands and spun around to face Mr. Shepherd, who was casually leaning against the banister. "It's also your loss," he said, before he draped the towel back around his shoulders, untied the belt of the bathrobe, and slipped the robe off of his shoulders. I couldn't do anything but stare at his thick uncut cock. Even soft, it was impressive. Mr. Shepherd gave a brief laugh before turning and walking up the stairs. His ass shift back and forth as he climbed the stairs, and I had to reach down to adjust my stiffening cock. What the fuck was I waiting for? But it was too late. Mr. Shepherd disappeared at the top of the stairs, and I was left alone at the bottom. I still couldn't move. Self-recriminating thoughts just kept filling my head: What the fuck am I being so shy around him for. I've sucked his cock, for fuck's sake. If he was angry for our "trick," now that he'd had more time to process it, he wouldn't have invited me in. He wouldn't even be talking to me. What are you standing here like a lump for? I turned back to the front door and even got as far as putting my hand on the knob. But instead of turning the doorknob, I turned myself back toward the stairs and gave my own knob one more grope. I licked my lips and hurried up the stairs, two at a time. Once I was at the top of the stairs, I headed straight for Mr. and Mrs. Shepherd's bedroom. As I progressed, I began to strip off my shirt and shoes. I even hopped a few steps to take of my socks and drop them in the hallway with the shirt and shoes. As I entered the bedroom, I began to unzip my jeans, but I stopped when I saw there wasn't anyone there. I shoved down my jeans and stepped out of them before hurrying over to the master en suite bathroom, but there was still no Mr. Shepherd. Disappointed, I walked back into the bedroom. I debated lying down on the bed and rubbing one out right there, but my cock had softened with the disappointment of not finding Mr. Shepherd waiting for me. Wearing just my underwear, I gathered up my jeans and headed back into the hallway. I walked back down the hallway to gather up my shirt, shoes, and socks, and then I headed toward Rufus's room. With my arms full, I just elbowed the door open and stepped into the room. I instantly dropped everything I'd been holding in my arms and I felt my cock stiffen again and strain against the confines of my underwear. "I see you managed to get over your shyness," Mr. Shepherd grinned. He was stretched out naked on Rufus's bed with his left hand tucked behind his head, giving me a full view of that hairy armpit. I quickly licked my lips before I noticed that he was stroking his hard cock with his right hand, slowly rolling his foreskin back and forth over the head. "Yes, sir," I finally managed to say. "Then what are you waiting for? Get over hear and get my cock ready to fuck your ass like you promised I could the other night!" "Yes, sir, Mr. Shepherd!" I quickly tore off my underwear and added them to the clothing pile in front of me, before I rushed across the room to join him on the bed. He spread his legs, and I climbed between them. I crouched over to nuzzle his hair balls. He smelled so fresh and clean that I was slightly disappointed. But that didn't last long as I lifted by head to lap at his balls and cover them with my saliva. "That's it, Gunther, tongue those balls. Get 'em nice and wet. Make them tingle for me!" he moaned as he lifted his hips to press his balls more firmly against my tongue. As I worked on his balls, I slowly ran my hands up and down along the outside of his thighs, enjoying the feel of the firm muscles and the soft pleasure of all that hair. Leaning forward, I traced my tongue along the underside of Mr. Shepherd's stiff cock. As I almost got to the tip of the foreskin, I pulled back and ran my tongue down along the full length again. After a quick lap at his balls, I ran the tip of my tongue back one more time along the ridge on the underside of his cock. This time, when I got to the tip of the foreskin, I reached up with my right hand, placed it around Mr. Shepherd's shaft, and pulled the skin down to expose the cock head. I leaned in and swirled my tongue all around the tip. "Oh, fuck, Gunther, that feels good. You have a talented tongue." "Thank you, Mr. Shepherd," I said before leaning in to take the full head into my mouth. "Yeah, swallow my cock," he ordered, and I was happy to obey. I leaned forward to take more of his cock into my mouth, while I continued to jack his cock with my right hand and began massaging his balls with my left hand. "That's good, Gunther, get that cum churning up in those balls while you get my cock all slicked up!" With his cock in my mouth and his balls in my hand, I looked up at Mr. Shepherd and saw that he now had both hands folded behind his head. I couldn't help staring at his exposed armpits. I knew instantly that I had to have them and released his cock and balls. Mr. Shepherd looked at me quizzically but didn't say anything as he waited to see what I was up to. I straddled his legs and pressed them together. I planted my hands on the bed to the left and right of his chest. Leaning all my weight on my arms, I began slowly grinding my cock against his cock. With a smile in his eyes and a grin on his lips, Mr. Shepherd moaned his appreciation. "Mmmmm, Gunther, that feels nice." As I leaned further forward, Mr. Shepherd began to lift his head, thinking I wanted a kiss, so he was surprised when I veered off to my right and buried my nose his armpit. I nuzzled about for a while, enjoying the feel of his pit hair on my face as I continued to grind our cocks together." "You like pits, do you? If I'd known, I would have saved the shower until after. Oh fuck, Gunther," he moaned as I began to lick his pit. "You're so fucking hot!" he moaned, and I could feel him both pressing his pit against my mouth and raising his hips to fuck back against my cock. I decided to see if I could get the same response from the other pit. I leaned back enough to swing my head across Mr. Shepherd's chest and bury my nose in his other armpit. I again enjoyed the sensuous feel of his hair on my face before I opened my mouth and began to lick his entire pit. "Come on, Gunther, I need my cock up your ass now. And then you can lick me all you want while you're riding my cock." Without any objection, I leaned across toward Rufus's nightstand and pulled out the drawer. "What are you doing?" Mr. Shepherd asked, somewhat impatiently. "Rufus keeps his lube in here." "You mean he has some left after the other night? I've never felt an ass so smooth and lubed. You boys did a great job of getting him ready." "Thanks, Mr. Shepherd, I said as I leaned back with the lube in my hand. I flipped the top open and squirted some lube into my other hand. I then leaned my chest against Mr. Shepherd's chest and reached back between us. I applied some of the lube around my asshole, and then I began to work in one finger at a time. Mr. Shepherd tilted his head to the side to have a better angle for seeing what I was up to. "God, it's so hot, watching you play with your ass," Mr. Shepherd groaned. I let out a groan of my own as I stretched my ass open with three fingers. I exhaled deeply and then sat back on Mr. Shepherd's thighs. I squirted some more lube into the palm of my hand, flipped the lid shut, and tossed the tube onto the nightstand. With my free hand, I pulled Mr. Shepherd's foreskin back to expose the head again. Holding the foreskin firmly in place, I put my lube-filled palm squarely on the tip of his cock. I then straightened my fingers down around his cock, like a flesh cage, before rotating my hand to allow my fingers to encircle his shaft. My fist circled around Mr. Shepherd's shaft and back over the head. I then began slowly jacking his cock to distribute the lube along the entire shaft. "Yeah, Gunther that feels good. And your ass is gonna feel good with my cock in it." "I know it will," I said with a slight leer. "So let's get to it." I moved forward so my ass was above Mr. Shepherd's cock. I then reached around behind myself, grabbed his well-lubed cock, and aimed it up towards my eager ass. I lowered my ass slightly, so his cock head was pressing against my pucker, and then I froze. "Are you sure you're ready?" I grinned. "You bet your ass," he declared, and then I could feel him lifting his hips to increase the pressure of his cock at my back door. I took a deep breath and then exhaled completely. As I did so, I could feel all of the muscles in my ass relax, and the head of Mr. Shepherd's cock popped in. I inhaled sharply and clutched at his stomach. "Are you okay?" he asked, with obvious concern. "Yeah, I'm fine. You're just a smidge bigger than Rufus. I have to get used to it." We both started laughing, and my muscles began to relax. As the comfort increased, I slowly began to slide down Mr. Shepherd's cock. When I could feel his pubes against my ass, I took another deep breath and exhaled as I relaxed all of my weight, firmly planting that dick up my ass. I wriggled my ass slightly, and Mr. Shepherd grinned at me. Without thinking, I leaned forward for a kiss. I wanted him to be filling me completely--mouth and ass. I savored the feel and taste of his tongue while I gently ground my ass against the base of his cock, contracted my ass muscles, and ran my fingers through his lush chest hair. Mr. Shepherd finally took his hands from behind his own head and grasp my head to pull me away from the kiss. "Sorry, Gunther, but I really need you to ride me now. You understand? NOW!" he ordered. I sat up straight, and his hands trailed down my sides until they were resting on my hips with his thumbs pointing toward my cock. I grasp onto Mr. Shepherd's muscular forearms and began to rise slowly off his cock while keeping my ass muscles clenched. "Mmmm, that feels good, Gunther, but I can't hold back. I need to go for it. Is that okay with you, Gunther?" I was touched by the tenderness in his voice and the fact that he was willing to go at my pace. That's all I needed to know. Clutching his forearms firmly in my grasp, I relaxed my leg muscles and plunged my tight ass back down the full length of Mr. Shepherd's cock. "Oh fuck!" he screamed, and I could feel his fingernails dig into my skin as he reflexively tightened his grip on my hips. I quickly rose up on his cock and plunged down again. "Yeah, fuck my cock, Gunther! Ride me hard, boy!" As I continued to ride his thick cock, I began to feel his hips thrusting his cock up to meet my ass as it plunged down. My cock began slapping him in the stomach and my ass cheeks began slapping his thighs. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh must have been heard throughout the entire house, as were Mr. Shepherd's rapidly increasing groans and shouts. "God, you're tight Gunther. One of the fuckin' tightest asses I've ever fucked. Ride my cock, boy! That's it. Ride me hard." "Shit!" I almost screamed as Mr. Shepherd suddenly took my cock in his fist and began wanking me in sync with his fucking. "Don't. Don't. I'm gonna cum," I yelled. "Cum, boy. Shoot it all over me. Splatter my hairy chest with your cum, Gunther, 'cause I'm gonna fill your tight ass! Of FUCK! I'm cumming, kid!" Mr. Shepherd tossed his head back into the pillows and thrust his cock up my ass, holding it there instead of pulling back out. His grasp tightened on my cock as he began frantically jacking me. I could feel his thigh muscles quivering against my skin. "Oh, Gunther. Gunther. Fuck, Gunther!" he rambled as he continued to thrash his head back and forth on the pillow, pulse his cock against my ass, and fill me with shot after shot of his cum. "Fill me up, Mr. Shepherd. Give me all your hot Shepherd cum," I cooed, and then I lost control of myself. "Oh shit, Mr. Shepherd, here it cums. Fuck, I'm cumming!" I screamed. Mr. Shepherd thrust his fist to the base of my cock, which began to pulse and shoot load after load of my hot teenage cum out across Mr. Shepherd's hairy chest and stomach. Mr. Shepherd let out a groan and his body shuddered as my ass clenched repeatedly on his dick while my orgasm took over my body. Completely spent, I leaned forward to seal all that cum between my body and Mr. Shepherd's body and to feel his warm furry chest against my smooth one. He finally relaxed his hips and slowly sank them back down to the mattress. Not wanting to end this connection, I lowered my ass along with his and kept his cock buried in me. I stuck out my tongue to lick up a glob of cum from Mr. Shepherd's chest. While I was indulging in the taste sensation of my own cum, I felt his right hand massaging the small of my back. He gently wrapped his left arm around my shoulder and stroked my hair. "Well, Gunther, you were certainly worth the wait." "Thanks, Mr. Shepherd," I said with a slight chuckle. "So were you." "Glad to hear it," he responded. "Hey, what are you doing home this afternoon?" I asked, suddenly realizing the strangeness of the occurrence. "Shouldn't you still be at work." "I decided to call in sick today, hoping something might cum along." he laughed. "I'm glad you did," I said. "Me too," he replied and kissed the top of my head. We laid there in the embrace as our bodies slowly returned to their normal conditions. Our breathing calmed. Our pulses slowed. Mr. Shepherd's dick softened. Mr. Shepherd finally shifted his body a bit, and the bed shook with the motion. He shifted again, and the mattress moved again. "If you don't quit squirming," I said, "I'll never be able to keep your cock up my ass." Although my ass muscles kept a firm hold on his cock, some of Mr. Shepherd's cum did leak out and I could feel it trickle down my ass crack. I reached back to catch some of it on my fingers. I brought them to my mouth and licked them clean. "Mmmmm," I sighed. "You do taste good." "Only the best for you. Top of the line Shepherd juice all the way." He shifted again, and the mattress moved again. I didn't object this time, because I enjoyed the feel of his warm body moving against mine. "Too bad Rufus couldn't join us," I said wistfully. "Oh, I think he'll be cumming soon," Mr. Shepherd said with a laugh. I could feel Mr. Shepherd suddenly resuming shallow fucking motions in my ass. "Did you like fucking him? I mean knowing it was him now, did you enjoy it? Do you want to do it again?" Mr. Shepherd suddenly got a very serious expression on his face and broke eye contact with me. He looked over my shoulder, and I was sorry that I'd asked. He shifted under me, causing the bed to shake again, and then he finally spoke. "Yes, Gunther. I'm glad Rufus wanted me to fuck him. I love him with all my heart. And I want for him whatever he wants for himself. And if that includes my cock, it's all his. And if he wants to fuck my ass someday, that's his too. I want to feel his cum all over my body, just like yours. I want to feel his ass grasping my cock, just like yours. I want to taste his hot cum. Oh that cum. You're so lucky to have swallowed his cum, Gunther." I could feel Mr. Shepherd's heart rate increasing again, and his breathing was becoming more erratic. His fucking motions were also gaining urgency. "Are you sure we should go again, Mr. Shepherd?" I asked with concern. "I'm fine, Gunther," he assured me. "Better than fine. I'm fuckin' hotter than hell. You've got me thinking how much I want to watch Rufus shoot his cum. Hot cum. Huge loads of cum. I want to see him cover you and me in his cum. How fucking hot would that be, Gunther? You and me covered in Rufus's cum. Fuck yeah!" he bellowed. And I suddenly felt splat after splat hitting my back and ass. I quickly looked over my shoulder, and there was Rufus kneeling behind me. He was naked and furiously working his cock. He shot another huge glob and it splattered on my ass and rolled down my crack before continuing on down to Mr. Shepherd's cock and balls. I watched as Rufus redirected his cock to shoot his final load all over his dad's balls. "Yeah, son, coat my balls with your Shepherd cum." Without responding, Rufus sank down and began licking his cum off of my back and ass, and I just enjoyed the sensation. Before long, it was his nose I was feeling against my crack and not the caresses of his tongue. "Oh yeah, Rufus, lick my balls clean," Mr. Shepherd cooed. And then with a laugh, "Keep that up much longer, and you'll have another load of Shepherd cum to clean up." "So, who's complaining," Rufus said with a laugh and slapped me on the ass. "Hey!" I yelled in surprise and rolled off to the side. "That's better," Rufus said as he stretched his body out on top of his father and began gently kissing him on the lips. "Are we going to the movies or not?" I asked and slapped Rufus on his bare ass in retaliation. Rufus broke from the kiss but didn't take his eyes off of Mr. Shepherd. "You can go if you want to. I have things to discuss with my dad." And they began to kiss again. "Well, don't be too long, or you might have to discuss that discussion with your mother and sister," I laughed. "See you later, Mr. Shepherd." Mr. Shepherd broke the kiss again just long enough to say, "I'm pretty sure you will, Gunther. I'm pretty sure you will." As they resumed their kiss, I grabbed my pile of clothes and headed for the bathroom. I figured a quick shower was in order, and it did feel good to have the warm liquid running over my body. So good, in fact, that I started to get hard again. Nope, enough for one day, I thought with a laugh. I quickly finished the shower, dried off, got dressed, and headed back down the hallway. When I passed Rufus's room, I took a quick look. I expected to see them still cuddling and kissing. To my surprise, I saw instead that Rufus was on his back, his legs were braced on Mr. Shepherd's shoulders, and Mr. Shepherd was fucking him hard and deep. Their eyes were locked in an intense gaze, and I knew this was their moment, not mine. I smiled and closed the door softly. [Hope you're enjoying the 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.]