Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2018 23:53:32 -0400 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Pajama Night with Dad - Part 2 *Pajama Night with Dad - Part 2 * Gay, incest, father, son If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * When I woke up a few hours later, Dad was gone. I got up, went to the bathroom, then went to look for him. I found him asleep in his bed, on his back, with the sheet pushed down. He'd be the first person to admit that he wasn't perfect, but to me, he always had been. And that night, he had proved it to me all over again. I just wanted to be near him and I didn't think he would mind, so I stepped silently into his room, got in bed as quietly as I could and settled in with my back to him. I fell asleep a few minutes later. When I awoke again sometime later, my dad was snuggled up against my back, his arm over me and his hard cock just barely nuzzling my ass crack. I scooted back as far as I could so that it would slide in between my ass cheeks. My cock was hard too at this point, so I covered his hand with my own, then moved it to my hardon. Muscle memory took over as he wrapped his meaty hand around my shaft. Then he started to move his cock back and forth between my legs as he stroked my cock. I made the mistake of letting out a small moan and it woke him up. He realized what he was doing and flew out of bed. "What the fuck?!" He screamed as he stood there a few feet away from the bed, his cock still at attention. I turned to face him and asked, "When was the last time you fucked Mom, Dad?" My question seemed to take him by surprise. "Well... I... uh..." "That's what I thought," I said as I got up and came over to where he was standing. "I know she doesn't like sex. I'm surprised she had me let alone Sis. But you have needs, Dad and I have needs too. Why don't we help each other out?" I asked as I took the last step and wrapped my arms around his waist, letting our mutually hard cocks touch for the first time. He tried to push me away, but as I said, I was strong and determined. "This is wrong, son. I'm your Dad!" "I know. And I want you to fuck me, Dad. I've wanted it for a long time." He stood there, his face filled with shock from my confession. "But..." He started to protest, so I interrupted him. "It's just sex, Dad. I promise. Does that make it any better?" He relaxed a bit and said, "A little, I guess. But..." "No buts... I mean except for mine, of course." That broke the tension and he chuckled. "Let's get back in bed so that you can... we *both* can get what we want, okay?" He didn't move at first, but then he gave in and let me lead him to the bed. "But we don't have anything... I mean..." "Just wait here. I'll be back in a sec." I ran to my room, grabbed the bottle of lube and came back. "This is all we need," I said as I handed it to him. He just looked at me. I could tell he wanted to ask me something, so I answered his unasked question. "I've never been with anyone, Dad." His eyes got big, so I took his hands and placed them on my young ass and said, "I mean, I haven't been fucked by anyone yet. I do have a dildo, so I have fucked myself." He got the strangest look on his face then smiled. "But I'd much rather have the real thing, Dad. Please?" I could see he was still at war with himself, so I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it. His dick got hard again and that's when I knew he was going to give me what I'd wanted for so long, his big cock up my tight virgin ass. This time he took the lead, turning us around so that when he laid down on the bed he pulled me with him. As I lay there on top of him, our cocks touching again, I smiled down at him and he smiled back. He pulled me down into a kiss and we made out as he kneaded my ass cheeks. Then he slipped a finger in the crack. Finding my rosebud, he teased it as I moaned into his mouth. When I couldn't take it anymore I begged, "Fuck me, Dad, please fuck me." Instead of laughing at my eagerness, my need, he just caressed my face and kissed me gently, then turned me over on my back. I lifted my legs as he took the bottle of lube and got me ready. He slipped one finger inside my warm hole, then another and another. I could tell he didn't want to hurt me, but I needed him inside me, more than anything. He seemed to sense my need, lubed up his own cock, then positioned the head at my entrance and pushed. It didn't hurt at all. In fact, it felt fan-fucking-tastic. When he was balls to butt, he stopped and waited for me. I took my own cock in my hand and started beating off. He proceeded to fuck me, fucking me harder with each thrust. It was better than I could have imagined. "Oh yeah, Daddy, fuck me!" The look on his face was worth more than gold to me. He looked ecstatic and I was getting close, so I had to warn him, "I'm gonna come, Daddy," I yelled, so he sped up and really pounded me. Then he gave me one last thrust and shot his load deep inside me as he screamed, "OH FUCK!" Then I felt his white, hot cum coat my insides. It was a feeling I would never forget. Then I climaxed all over my chest and stomach as I clenched down on his cock. Once he was spent, he lowered himself onto me, so I wrapped my arms around him. Then I whispered in his ear, "I love you Dad... thanks." He looked at me and said, "I love you too, son. What do you say we get cleaned up then get back in bed?" "I say, good idea." He pulled out then helped me up. We went to the bathroom and cleaned each other then he led me back to the same bed where he had fucked me just moments before. Even though it was hot, he still wanted to spoon me, and I had absolutely no objections. I fell asleep right away and assumed he did too. When I awoke a few hours later, I was alone, so I stripped the bed and took the sheets to the laundry room without bothering to dress. I started the machine then went to the kitchen where my equally naked dad was busy putting together a big breakfast for the two of us. After admiring the shake of his ass for a few moments, I jumped in and helped. This wasn't the first time we'd made breakfast together, but it was definitely the most naked! We ate in comfortable silence then cleaned up after ourselves. Dad asked what I wanted to do next and I waggled my eyebrows at him. He swatted me on the butt and said, "No. We can hang out naked, but only if it doesn't lead to sex. Got it?" "Yes, Sir," I said, then added, "but I can't help it if you're the sexiest thing on two legs." He chuckled, took me in his arms and hugged me. "No, Son, that would be you." My parents separated a short time later. My mother took my sister and I stayed with my dad. Dad assured me that it had nothing to do with me, but I wasn't so sure. Once they were divorced, there was plenty of naked time with my dad and lots of other activities too. But those are stories for another time. (to be continued in "Road Trip with Dad")