Date: Wed, 4 Oct 2023 18:14:24 -0700 From: Da So Subject: My Son The Erotic Author This is a story about the beginning of a possible father-son incest situation. This story is pure fantasy. This story is not meant to offend, if so, please move along. If you like my stories so far, feel free to reach out (dad.s.taboo@gmail.com) and let me know if I got you hard! Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ My name is Mike, but my students know me as Mr. Thicke. I teach senior year English and we are basically a month away from graduation, so basically everyone is phoning it in. Which is fine by me, less shit for me to do. An interesting thing happened though a couple weeks ago, concerning one of my students, Eric. Eric is a straight A student, popular and overall, a good-looking kid. I've been friends with Eric's dad for quite a while now, since I moved back here. Eric's dad, Nick, and I went to high school together, but I moved away for college then to follow different jobs in education but ended up back in our hometown to be closer to my ailing parents. We have kept in touch throughout the years but just started hanging back out again recently. A bit more about myself and Nick, before we went off to college, we had a bit of a drunken night and ended up blowing each other. It was just one of those types of experimental nights, where we knew we were both going to different colleges and probably wouldn't run into each other again. Well experimenting led me to know that I prefer guys over girls and I came out in college. Nick and I have never talked about that night and from what I know, he married his college girlfriend and out came Eric. So, it was my last class on a Friday and basically everyone was restless and even including me, we all just wanted to get the fuck out of there. The bell rang and the room cleared out. Eric frantically started shoving shit into the top of his backpack, he quickly swung his backpack onto his shoulder and a piece of paper fell to the floor. Before I could even say anything, he was already out the door. I went over to pick it up and after an immediate scan, my gay spidey senses went off and of course focused on the words, "Piss, Dick, Cum, Dad's cock." I take a quick pic of the piece of paper with my phone and place it exactly back to where I found it on the floor. I walked back to my desk and within 2 min, Eric came barging into my classroom, sweating, and explained that he dropped something. I played dumb and just said look around and see if it's there. I put my head back down to the papers I'm grading, and I partially see him run over to the paper, shove it in his bag and quickly exits with a "Thanks, Bye." Since all classes were over, I got up and locked the door and opened my phone. I zoom into the picture and start reading the following: "I've always been into my dad, Nick. He just has this masculine look about him; rugged looks, hair all over his body, some meat on his bones. The type of guy that gets me all riled up. I feel as though he is the reason that I tend to look at older guys then guys my age." I scan through a couple more lines in which Eric is just talking about being gay, coming out, guys, jerking off but then he starts talking about how it started with his dad. "A couple months after my 18th birthday, and almost a year after my parents had separated, my dad recommended that we have a `bro night', he grabbed some beers, some cigars and we just chilled out watching some shitty action movies. We do the usual catch-up chat -- he asks me about my love life, I ask him about his and we both have the same answer of `ehhh.' I'm starting to feel the beer and I get a bit more brazen with my questions. I bring up the question of whether he jerks off more now since him and Mom have now separated? He basically almost spits his beer out, starts laughing and he just simply says, "What the fuck do you think?" He then gets up and heads to the bathroom to break the seal. He comes back a few minutes later, a bit chubbed up in his grey sweatpants and obviously not giving a shit about some fresh piss stains. I obviously don't give a shit anymore and just simply ask, "Did you just rub one out in there?" My Dad started laughing again and was like "Umm no, it takes me a lot longer than a minute." I sarcastically reply, "Oh you're not a minute man?" He gets defensive and says, "Fuck no, I've gone for hours before. Why are you?" I also get defensive and say, "No, but sometimes there are certain situations." My dad starts laughing and says, "Uh oh, has someone cum in their pants too fast?" I immediately turned red, and just simply said, "Maybe." My dad laughs more and says, "Listen, I know we are joking, but it's perfectly normal, when I was your age, my hand was on my dick at all times, and honestly the slightest brush of something I was wearing would get me hard and at times, make me bust in my pants. I think the first time I was going to have sex; I blew a load before I even undid my belt. Luckily, she was patient and we just tried again a bit later. Honestly, I will give you the same advice my dad gave me, if you are thinking you are going to have sex after a date or something, just rub one out beforehand. It takes the pressure off your mind and your dick, which you will realize when you get older, they are completely linked. And don't even get me started on liquor dick, the more you drink, the less your dick will work at all. You don't have to worry about that at 18 but once you are in college and plastered sometimes, don't be surprised if you can't get hard. Like take tonight for example, I have had way too many beers and have not taken any Viagra or anything, so I know that my dick won't get hard." I surprisingly responded with, "Wait, liquor dick is a real thing? My dad says, "It sure as fuck is, see?" I can't believe what happened next. My dad pulls his pants down and just starts flopping his dick and his balls around in his hand, laughing and basically mimicking a helicopter. His dick is a very healthy soft 6 inches, hairy bush with hairy big low hangers. I am now rock hard in my shorts after seeing something that I have only dreamt about. My dad notices my hard on and says, "See, I told you that you wouldn't have a problem. Oh, to be 18 again! Looks like you have a nice cock under those shorts by the way, you're fucking welcome, hahahaha!" I start nervously laughing, "Yeah, thanks Dad, I'm not complaining." I then pull my shorts down and just show my fucking 7.5 hard cock to my dad. My Dad is taken aback a bit and then I say, "I just don't understand how you can't get hard Dad when you are drinking, there has to be something that works." I then spit in my hand, walk over to my dad, and wrap my hand around his flaccid dick and gently start to stroke back and forth. My dad, lets out a moan but then immediately says, "Eric, what the fuck are you doing? This has gone too far now; we have had way too much to drink." I start jerking faster and my dad is starting to get hard in my hand, he keeps moaning and then just blurts out, "Fuck, this feels so good." I take that as a sign to move things along and I inch a bit closer to my dad, whose head is now pointing towards the ceiling and his eyes are closed. I immediately drop to my knees and shove my dads fucking hard ass cock into the back of my throat. My Dad gasps, looks down at me and then grabs my head and starts to fuck my mouth." The story ends abruptly there. I have a lot of mixed emotions: I'm so fucking hard from this story and so turned on, I'm concerned that my friend Nick is in an incestuous relationship with his son (even though he's 18), I'm quite proud of Eric's writing style and wish I could see more of his work and oh I have so much precum leaking that you can see it through my pants. Great! The teacher in me goes to the welfare of a child, etc but I'm talking about an 18yo here, so he is already an adult. I have no ground to stand on. The friend in me goes to, do I tell Nick about this? Warn him that he and Eric need to be more careful? Or just let it go? I decide to reach out to Nick, I shoot him a quick text asking if he is down for a beer tonight? Would love to catch up! Nick promptly responds with a fuck yeah, see you at 7! I'm not exactly sure about the next steps for tonight, feel like I will just probably wing it. Obviously though first, I need to jack this fucking cock since I am still leaking from Eric's story. Nick and I met up at our local dive bar, our usual place. I grab a couple seats in the corner so we can chat, somewhat privately. I'm there a bit before Nick, so I grab a quick shot first before my beer, to settle my nerves a bit. Nick eventually gets there; we order up some more beers and start shooting the shit. Normal conversation at first, quick catch ups from the past couple of weeks, how work is going, blah, blah. We get a couple beers deep and I start asking about how Eric is doing, excited for college, etc.? He fills me in and then turns to me and asks, "Well I should be asking you about Eric...how are things going at school?" Me: Well, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about tonight. Nick: Woah, holy shit, what's happening? Is he fucking up? You're getting me a bit worried, Mike. Me: Oh no, nothing to do with school...that's all good -- he is like one of the best students Nick: Phew, ok. So, what's this about... Me: So, today we ended the class, Eric bolted out of class but dropped a paper on the floor. I went over to look at the paper and noticed some key sexual words after a quick scan. Nick: (starts laughing) Some `key sexual words', Mr. Thicke? Cmon, what the fuck are you talking about? Me: Ok well, how about the key sexual words of, `my dad's fucking hard ass cock?" Nick: (completely turns white) Mike, what the fuck are you talking about. No seriously, what the fuck? Me: Eric wrote an erotic story in which the 2 of you hooked up. I took a picture of the paper before Eric ran back in to grab it. Here look, I just texted the pic to you.... Nick starts reading the picture that is on my phone and puts his head in his hands, looks so confused and after a couple of minutes just hands the phone back to me. Nick: Mike, you need to know that this isn't true. None of this ever happened. He might feel this way, but this was all made up, fantasy shit. You must believe me. Me: Nick, I don't give a shit if it's true or not. I just needed to let you know. And honestly speaking, it was a hot story. Nick: Yeah of course your perv mind would find this hot. How many times have you jerked off to this, honestly how many times have you probably jerked off to our one time? Me: Woah, woah, woah, I was just trying to do the right thing, that whether true or false you knew that this was out there in case it got into the wrong hands and you can get in front of this. No need to attack or judge me, and honestly this is the first time you ever brought up that night, I have never said a word to you or anyone else about that night. Me showing you this has nothing to do with us or our past. I made a stupid fucking joke, which I apologize. With that, I'm going to go piss. I headed into the bar bathroom, slammed my hand against the wall and now totally regret my decision. I honestly should have just shut the fuck up. Given his reaction, I do believe that Eric made this shit up in his head. In my haste, I forgot to lock the door to the bathroom. I hear the door open and just shout, "Someone is in here, give me a minute." The door closes and I feel someone behind me while I am pissing and then I hear the latch get locked. I zip up and turn around and Nick is standing there with complete rage in his eyes. I assume his straight guy defensive tendencies have come out in which most just counter with violence when presented with something they don't like or might hurt their reputation. Nick: Honestly Mike, you need to know that this is not true Me: Nick, I know. It's all good, I just needed to let you know. No need to freak out about it at all. Nick: I'm not freaking out, but I do need for you to keep your fucking mouth shut. Even the rumor of this getting out would be ruining. The only thing I can think of is stuffing that mouth with what I know you have been jerking off to for years. Nick walks towards me while undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants, he whips out that beautiful dick and gently just pushes me down to my knees. I naturally open my mouth and Nick goes to town fucking my mouth. He has my head pinned against his dick, I'm gagging and hardly breathing, which is just getting him harder and harder. I am slurping on that cock like its my fucking job, and he is just hate skull fucking me at times. I am taking his whole dick and I know that he hasn't head like this in a long fucking time. Nick starts to buckle a bit and I know what's literally cumming. Nick held my head against his dick and honestly it felt like gallons released down my throat. Nick has not had a blow job like this or maybe at all in quite a while, based on his load. Nick pulled his pants up and jammed his cock back in his pants and said, "So just so we are clear, I have never hooked up with my son, please delete that pic off your phone, I'm going to speak to Eric about this and you're welcome that I gave you one more thing to jerk off to. Don't contact me again until I decide to reach out to you, you fucking cocksucker." With that, Nick left the bathroom, I composed myself and walked back into the bar. Nick left the bar completely and of course that asshole left me with the bill. To be continued......