Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2019 22:26:11 -0800 From: Teddy Johnson Subject: Our Time Alone Chapter 1 This story is about a sexual relationship between a father and son. If that is not of your interests, please read no further. Please no one under the age of 18 read this, or if it illegal to do so. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses etc. either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. © 2009 Teddy Johnson Our Time Alone Chapter 1- I moaned. He pushed his cock further inside me making me arch my back in both pain and pleasure. Reaching down, he lightly pinched my nipple sending me into further ecstasy. "Oh fuck yes. Harder Dad!" "Yeah? You like that Travis?" "Yes Daddy! Fuck me harder!" "Your ass is so tight around my cock Travis...Travis...Travis...Travis!" ~ My eyes flew open. My father was standing over me, hand on my shoulder, shaking me awake. "Having an exciting dream huh kiddo? You were mumbling for a while there," He ran his fingers through my already tousled my hair. Still dazed I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and started to get out of bed until I remembered. Dad walked over to my curtains and threw them open. The morning sun outlining his body. "Come on T, breakfast is almost ready. Go hop in the shower" I mumbled something incoherent and threw my arm over my face. He let out a laugh too energetic for morning time and left the room. I let out a sigh and lifted the sheets from my body. There was a wet spot almost as long as my torso and cum clinging to my still hard dick. `Of course I have a wet dream on the one night I sleep naked,' I thought to myself. Dad hadn't closed my door on the way out (as usual) so I waited to hear him downstairs before getting up. I don't know what he heard while I was asleep so catching me in my current state would lead to an awkward conversation. I quickly grabbed some clothes and ran to the bathroom. ~ I wiped condensation from the bathroom mirror and stared at myself. Not to be self centered, but I was a pretty good looking seventeen year old. I was about 5'10 (6 foot on a good day), 153 pounds, swimmer's build, with brown eyes currently hiding behind my blonde hair. I pushed the wet mop out of my face and decided to deal with it after breakfast. I absent mindedly tugged at my, now soft, uncut 5 inch cock before remembering that Dad had breakfast waiting. As I put on my clothes I thought about my dream some more. He was a very attractive man, but why was I thinking about my dad that way? The idea had never crossed my mind, but I had been curious before. Curious in the sense that I sometimes watch two guys fuck if the porn rabbit hole lead me there. I don't recall having a dream that vivid before. It's probably just my brain messing with me, turning my curiosity into some weird fantasy. I made my way downstairs and found mom in her usual spot next to the coffee maker. She looked up from her newspaper and winked at me. "How'd you sleep T? I saw your light on when I got home, but I didn't want to disturb you in case you were studying." I stuffed a piece of toast in my mouth and nodded. "Yeah got a big math test today so was getting a last minute study session in." It was a half truth. I did have a test today, but I wasn't studying. I was playing Clockout with my friends all night. Dad came strolling in wearing only sweatpants and his signature torn up green slippers. His 6'3 frame towered over me as he kissed the top of my head before getting himself a glass. He had a nice body. He had lost a bit of his college football fit, but he still made it to the gym which gave him a nice bulk. I could make out the slight bulge his penis was creating at the front of his pants. It wasn't much, but it sent my mind racing. "Great now that you two are here I can...Greg, you know I hate it when you don't wear a shirt in the kitchen!" Mom tilted her head and gave him a look. "And you know that the minute you leave I'll just take it off so I'm saving us both time," he replied using the cheekiest voice he could. Mom hated us wandering around the house without our clothes on, but this morning I didn't mind seeing the light dusting of hair that rested on my Dad's chest. He made himself a plate of food and on his way to the table stopped to give her a kiss. She let out a sigh, which was her way of giving up, and continued. "I'll be gone for a while. One of my clients is in some legal trouble and needs me out in Massachusetts. It'll be one of my longer trips, but after that I should have a couple weeks off so we can enjoy the summer together ya? Maybe take a trip up to the lake house?" She knew that we hated her going on work trips so the blow was always softened with some family activity. "How long do you think you'll be gone honey?" His tone sounded neutral, but I detected a bit of somberness behind it. "Max? 3 weeks. I'll be back before your birthd-" She was cut off by her phone. She immediately answered it and collected her things in a rush. She blew us kisses and ran out the door. Dad and I didn't say anything for the rest of breakfast. When he was done, he walked over to where I was sitting and kissed the top of my head. "It's okay kiddo just means more bonding time for us right? Now hurry up or you're going to be late for school." ~ If you have any feedback at all please feel free to let me know at teddyfates@gmail.com. I love hearing from you guys! Also please consider donating to nifty as they do a great service to everyone! nifty.org/donate