Date: Fri, 16 Jul 2010 12:10:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Randy Howard <randyhoward2@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Reluctant Witness/ Incest/ Chapter 1

The Reluctant Witness

By

Randy Howard

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his son, one
teen and another teen. Initial sex is consensual.  If you have a hard time
separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you
shouldn't continue reading. Also if you are under eighteen or if this is
illegal for where you live, then leave now, if not read on.

"I'll be right back Jamie," Evan said. "I gotta take a wicked piss," he
added and quickly ran down the alley, his need urgent.

Evan Chambers, sixteen and his school, the South Burlington Rebels, star
quarterback. He was a tall boy for his age, six-two, and went around one
eighty-five. He had auburn red hair and emerald green eyes that drove all
the girls crazy with desire. His muscular body along with his looks made
him a very popular boy with most of the students. But he never took his
popularity, or his looks seriously, because he thought himself average.

He stood there pissing, hidden by a dumpster, when he heard the sound of
someone talking.

"Dan please... I would never turn state's evidence on you," a short young
man pleaded.

"That's not what I heard on the street Billy. The word is out that you want
to make a deal and give me up for no time in the pen, in exchange for
naming me as the killer of Joey Pantone," the other man said. "So I gotta
do what I gotta do, to insure your silence," he said with an evil smile.

Finished pissing, Evan peaked around the corner of the dumpster to see who
was talking. It was a tall, long black haired man, and he was knifing this
other man. He watched in abject horror as the man plunged his knife
repeatedly into the body of the man, ending his life. Gasping in horror at
the sight that he was witnessing, the killer turned surprised to hear
someone there towards Evan, their eyes meeting.

"Fuck... that's Detective Dan Morrison," he gasped, a little too loud.

"Hey Evan wait," the detective yelled out, but Evan was already running,
fear motivating his legs as fast as they could go.

"Jamie run," Evan shouted as he burst rapidly from the alley, never looking
to see if the detective was following him.

"Evan, what's wrong? Why are we running?" Jamie asked, catching up with
Evan.

"Later... just run and don't look back," he shouted before ducking into the
main entrance of a local department store.

The two boys hurried through the store and slipped out of the back
entrance, onto Church Street where the rush hour traffic clogged the busy
thoroughfare. Pulling Jamie into an alcove, where they struggled to catch
their breath, Jamie inquired about why they were running.

"Now will you tell me just why we were running," Jamie asked, struggling to
regain normal breathing.

"I just saw Officer Morrison killing this man," he said, hardly able to
believe his own words. "The dead guy said that Dan was responsible for the
death of Joey Pantone, the local mob boss that the police found last week."

"You're kidding me Evan... He's a cop so maybe he was doing it in self
defense?" Jamie questioned. "You know, killing the guy in the alley."

"I know that he's a fucking cop Jamie, he works with my dad," he said
looking anxiously down the street. "I don't think he's following us," he
said, convinced that they had given the detective the slip. "Jamie listen
to me, he was repeatedly stabbing the man and the man wasn't even half his
size. Besides, if it were in self defense, he'd be using his gun."

"So what are you going to do?" he asked.

"I gotta tell my dad, he'll know what to do. Come on," Evan said, stepping
into the flow of pedestrians and walked calmly, but deliberately down the
street.

"Did he see you?" Jamie asked and then it hit him. "If he saw you...he saw
me also if he saw us running from the alley."

"Shit! I never gave that a thought Jamie. I should never have told you what
I saw."

"Well it's too late now buddy and he knows where I live, because he lives
across the street from me." The two boys hurried along, making their way to
the town's police station where Evan's dad would just be coming off duty.

***

The police station was swarming with officers, some coming on duty and the
others having finished their shift. Evan surveyed the room, looking for any
sign of his dad amongst the other officers.

"Hey Evan, how's it going? If you're looking for your dad, he's in the
locker room," this one officer told him.

"Thanks sir... can I go in?"

"Sure, but beware that those coming off duty might be naked and heading to
the showers. I wouldn't want you to be shamed by what a real man looks
like," the officer said and then laughed.

"Wait here Jamie, I'll go find my dad," he told his friend, ignoring the
remark of the officer.

***

Evan walked into the officer's locker room and saw several officers in
various stages of undress. Many covered themselves when they saw a kid
entering their private domain.

"Hey kid, what the hell are you doing in here," a tall naked officer asked,
hurriedly wrapping his towel around him, to keep the boy from seeing his
nakedness.

"I'm looking for Officer Chambers, sir, he's my dad," Evan told him, noting
the large bulge in his towel.

"He's...there he is kid, over there," the officer told him and pointed to
where Marc Chambers was standing, talking to another officer.

Evan hurried over towards the area that the officer pointed, and found his
dad, also naked, talking to another young cop. He waited silently as the
two cops talked, neither of them noticing him. Evan looked around the room
that was now empty as those off duty hurried off to the showers.

"You know that I want to be with you Mike, but I promised Evan that I would
take him out for dinner and a movie tonight." Evan heard his dad tell the
young cop. "I never get to spend any quality time with my son, now that his
mom is gone."

"Well how about after the movie Marc, I'm so horny and my ass needs a good
fucking," Mike said, stepping towards Marc and enveloping him into his
arms.

The two men kissed and Evan stood there in shock as his father kissed
another man. The two men, both naked, were holding each other tight as they
ground their cocks against each other. Evan stepped backwards but fell over
a bench and landed on his ass against a locker.

"Evan!" Marc exclaimed, turning to see who had made the noise, but the boy
quickly regained his footing and left the locker room. "Son wait," but the
teen refused to stop, still seeing the image of his dad kissing that
officer in his mind.

"My dad is fucking gay?" Evan thought in shock. "He could have told me that
he was and not let me find out like this."

 As soon as Evan reached Jamie, Detective Morrison came walking through the
precinct door, now wearing a change of clean clothes. He looked about the
precinct and as soon as he saw Evan and Jamie, he made a direct line
towards them.

"Hello boys, what brings you down here," he asked them suspiciously, but
cautiously.

"Ah...Detective Morrison... we were just waiting for my dad," Evan
stuttered.

"Evan... Jamie, what is going on here," Marc asked walking out of the
locker room, sporting just a towel around him, now it was Jamie's turn to
notice the large bulge in Marc's towel. "Dan, did the boys do something
wrong?" he asked looking over to the detective.

"No Marc, were good...aren't we boys," he said looking down at the two
boys, with warning in his eyes.

"Yes sir," they both said in unison, shaking their heads in agreement.

"Let me go get dressed and I'll be right out Evan," Marc said. "We need to
talk son," he added and hurried off to finish dressing.

"If either of you say a word Chambers and that goes for you Bryant, I'll
kill you both and no one will ever find your bodies." Dan warned.

"We won't sir, we promise," the said again in agreement and Dan walked off,
leaving the boys alone.

"We're dead Jamie," Evan said alarmingly. "If he killed that man earlier to
insure his silence, what makes us think that he'll spare us?"

"Tell your dad, he can have him arrested before he gets a chance to act on
it Evan."

"Act on what Jamie," Marc asked, now standing beside the two boys.

"I'll tell you in the car dad," he said and noticed that the locker room
door was cracked open, as if someone had been listening.

***

The two boys were unusually quiet as they walked out to the car. Marc's
keen police sense told him that something was seriously bothering the
boys. At first he thought it was because Evan had seen him kissing Mike but
that wouldn't have bothered Jamie.

"So are you two gonna tell me what is bothering you?" he inquired.

"Dad...what if I saw a crime, I mean a really bad one and the person that
committed it was a cop?"

Marc stopped in his tracks, the boys definitely had his attention as he
looked about to see who was around to over hear them.

Convinced that they were alone, "What did you see son?" he asked.

Silent for a moment and looking from his dad to Evan and back again to
Marc, he said: "I saw Detective Morrison kill this man in an alley dad." He
said and the fear that he was holding in caused him to cry.

"Are you sure Evan, because that is a serious accusation to make against a
cop?"

"Yes dad I'm sure and I wish that I had never gone into that alley," he
said between sobs.

Evan told his dad everything that he heard and saw earlier that day in the
alley. He also told him the threat that Dan had said to them, just before
he entered the locker room.

"What are you gonna do dad, I don't want you to get killed," Evan asked,
hugging his dad tightly.

"I'm gonna get you boys somewhere safe and then confront Dan," Marc said.

"No dad... he'll just kill you like he did those other men," Evan
said. "Just forget that he ever did it dad and he'll eventually get
caught."

"I can't do that son, I'm a honest cop," he told the boys. "I'll get us a
room where he won't think of looking and confront him tomorrow."

"I can't stay Mr. Chambers, my parents and I are going to my grandparent's
house tonight for the weekend," Jamie said.

"Then I'll drop you off and you will be safe there. By the time that you
all get back on Monday, he'll be behind bars," Marc told the boy.

He drove Jamie home and briefed his parents about what had happened. They
were very upset, but they agreed that another town would be the safest
place for Jamie. They had even offered to take Evan with them, but Marc
told them that he would be needed for a statement.

***

After leaving Jamie's house, once they had left for his grandparents, Marc
drove home so they could grab some clothes. They drove three towns away and
got a room at a local motel that was off the main road.

"It's not the Hilton Hotel but it will serve the purpose," Marc said
opening the door to their small room.

The room had a single queen size bed and a television that sat on a dresser
at the foot of the bed. The deposited their suitcase and went out for a
bite, arriving back to their room around ten. Exhausted, they quickly
showered with Marc going first. When Evan came out of the bathroom, he was
naked and still drying his hair. Marc paused before going back into the
bathroom to study his boy's physique.

Marc looked at his young face with its well-defined features, an angular
jaw, emerald green eyes and auburn red hair that surrounded it. His years
of playing football for his school had made him fit, which meant that his
body was toned, with great muscle definition to his upper body.  His chest
and stomach were covered in light, soft, reddish blond fuzz.  His treasure
trail of reddish hair led down to a dick nestled in a bush of curly, light
red hair that was covered the soft, tight sack of his balls.  When he
turned to put the towel on a chair, his tight, well-defined ass cheeks were
void of any hair, but he had a clear view right down his crack between the
firm cheeks to his tight, pink hole. Evan's legs were also muscular, due to
the amount of stretching exercises and running he did for football.

When Marc came back into the room, instead of his usual pajamas, he was
wearing a bathrobe. Evan figured that he, too, was getting ready for bed,
having forgotten his pajamas in their suitcase. Evan could tell that he was
naked underneath and that he had a hard-on, but he didn't think anything of
it.

"About today son, you know... that kiss that you saw. I'm sorry that you
had to find out about me like that." He said, hoping that Evan would not
hate him.

"I was pissed dad, not because you were gay, but because you never told
me."

"Can you forgive me son?" he asked standing closer to the bed.

"Of course I forgive you, you're my dad," Evan said, and he pulled back the
covers to let his father get into bed.

Marc untied the belt that was holding the robe closed and pulled it back
over his shoulders. The robe fell in a pool at his feet and he stood
briefly, allowing Evan to see his nakedness.

"You know dad, I've always wondered what it would be like to make love with
you," Evan said, surprising his dad, as well as himself. "Did I just say
that out loud?"

"Yeah you did son," Marc said and climbed in beside his son's legs.

Marc looked into his son's eyes, brushing back the damp hair from his face,
before lowering his lips to his son's mouth. Evan wrapped his arms around
his dad's neck and invited his tongue to join with his, in a kiss of
forbidden love. As Marc kissed his son, his hands roamed about the boy's
body and Marc soon found Evan's virgin rosebud.

Evan, being no fool to gay sex, having done it with Jamie, pulled his knees
up to his chest exposing his virgin teen pucker to his dad. Although he had
always been the one to fuck Jamie, he was now eager to be fucked by his
dad. Waiting for his dad's fingers to enter him, Marc didn't disappoint
him. Instead of working his fingers one at a time, as Evan had done with
Jamie, Marc pushed three in at once, causing pain for Evan, and began
working them around. Evan laid back, closed his eyes and let his young ass
get accustomed to the assault and every so often he would moan, but now he
sensed that something was different, his dad's fingers that were fucking
him seemed more urgent and his breathing more rapid. Before Evan knew it,
his dad was kneeling between his legs and his hands searched out his
ankles. Grabbing Evan's legs and forcing them straight up, Marc entered
him, his cock pushing through the outer ring and deep into his ass.

"Stop dad... please it hurts," Evan screamed out in pain, he was being
fucked by his own dad and it felt like a zucchini squash had been shoved up
his ass.

"Just relax and lie still," Marc said, "the pain will go away shortly."

Marc didn't move and neither did Evan, but he took several deep breaths
before he began to relax. After a few minutes, the pain subsided and his
breathing returned to normal, he smiled up at a waiting Marc.

"Ok dad... the pain is gone," Evan said to Marc who began fucking in and
out of him very slowly.

"Just relax Evan; pretend it's my fingers in you and not my cock. Remember
how it felt to have my fingers in your ass, sliding in and out, making your
cock harder and harder."

Evan eventually relaxed his muscles and began to meet his dad's slow
thrusts. His cock was bigger and longer than his three fingers, nine inches
and fat, Evan guessed. The pain had subsided and was replaced by the warm
sensation of ecstasy that Evan and Jamie had experienced. Marc sensed this
and his fucking picked up, a warm glow had taken over Evan's young body and
the pain had turned to pleasure. Evan's cock, which had shrunk when his
father had entered him, was coming back to its full seven inches. As Marc
fucked him, his dick got harder and the pleasure intensified. Evan pulled
his knees to his chest and then spread them as wide as possible. Taking
this as a sign, Marc pushed into his son, until their balls were touching.

"Mmmmm," Evan moaned, fully impaled on his father's cock, trying to spread
his legs wider.

"That's it son... take your daddy's cock. I've known for many years that
you wanted it. I wasn't stupid all those times you jerked off in your room,
whispering my name to fuck you. I was naked and standing just outside your
cracked open door, and I could see the lust in your eyes even though you
didn't know what it was."

Evan moaned louder, focusing on the cock that was fucking him, and he
wondered if this was how Jamie felt whenever they fucked. He could feel his
father's cock all the way up in his stomach and hips rose to meet his
father's thrusts.

"You've wanted my cock for so long, well, now you have it, all of it
son. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Evan's mind reeled, was this what he had wanted all these years? Did I
really want my dad to fuck me, the question ran through his young mind, but
in the end he knew for certain what he had wanted.

"Yes dad... fuck your boy, I want you to breed me daddy." Evan said with
conviction.

Marc was really pounding him now, as he would pull his cock almost out and
then slam it back in. Then it happened, on a particular hard pounding
thrust, Evan completely and lovingly surrendered to his dad. There was no
more fooling himself, this is what he had always wanted and fantasized
about.

"Yes daddy, this is what I wanted whenever I jerked off," Evan howled, as
Marc pounded his son's ass without mercy. "I've always wanted you to fuck
me... so fuck me daddy...fuck me with that big cock of yours." He howled in
ecstasy, and Marc obliged his son happily.

"Yeah baby, I'll fuck you; I'll fuck you so hard that you'll be leaking cum
for a week. You think you're the only one who wanted to do this? I been
waiting since the day I first saw you jerking your teen cock, that night
that I stood in your doorway. I saw your hard boy cock sticking straight
out as you rapidly jerked it, and I knew that I was going to have you, it
was just a matter of time."

Marc was really pounding away in Evan, and each time, he would thrust into
Evan, it felt like his cock was going deeper into his belly. As for Evan's
part, he loved each inch that his father gave him. He squeezed his asshole
tightly around his cock just as Jamie would do to him, which brought Evan
to a new level of pleasure. He wanted more than anything, for his dad to
cum inside him, to fill his inner bowels with his man cream.

"Come on daddy, shoot inside me. I want to feel you explode and fill me
with your man seed." Evan said, slapping Marc's ass to spur him on.

"Oh you want my cum do you, I'll give you man seed. I'll give so much that
you'll be tasting it for days!" Marc said and with that, he moved in a
sexual frenzy, throwing Evan's legs over his shoulders. He leaned down so
that their faces were touching, causing Evan's ass to lift up so that he
could penetrate Evan more. Marc's hips became pistons, driving his cock
deeper into Evan with full force, making the teen even more delirious with
ecstasy. Evan's mind was totally focused on his cock and the pounding that
his ass was taking, and with each thrust, the urge to cum became greater
for Evan.

"Harder...deeper daddy... I'm gonna cum," Evan howled and his teen cock
erupted with fury shooting all over both of their chests. Evan's hips shot
up as each spurt spewed forth from his cock, and this triggered something
in Marc. He rose up and pounded into his son, with all his might as his own
need to climax sprang forth.

"Take it boy... take your daddy's seed," Marc howled and Evan felt his
insides being coated by his father's juices.

Evan was in heaven, his daddy had cum inside him and his teen cock shot
forth another round of hot teen sperm. Evan laid there glowing in his
sexual afterglow, never in his young life had he experienced anything so
wonderful and euphoric. Although the sex that he had with Jamie was great,
but now he felt truly alive for the first time and he was going to make
sure that this wasn't going to be the last time that his dad fucked him.

In the meantime, his dad had stopped his fucking and was leaning on his
hands breathing heavily. Evan looked into his father's eyes and reached up,
taking his father's head into his hands and kissed him. They pressed their
lips against each others and held them there for a few seconds, and then
pushed into a heated, passionate kiss.

"I love you daddy." Evan said and by now his dad's cock had gone soft and
had fallen out of his ass.

Marc leaned down and kissed Evan tenderly, "I love you more than life son,"
he said with tears in his eyes.

With that said, he moved off Evan, spooned his boy to him and soon the two
were fast asleep.

***

The next morning, Evan silently slid out of bed and into the bathroom,
where he took his morning piss. Marc was still asleep so he got dressed and
slipped out of the room, taking his cell phone to call Jamie. He missed his
best friend and was worried about him.

"Hello... who is this," Jamie's sleepy voice said.

"It's me buddy, Evan," he said and immediately Jamie was fully awake.

"What's wrong Evan... are you alright?" he asked, panic in his voice.

"I'm fine Jamie, I just needed to hear your voice and know that you were
alright."

"Ahhh babe, I love you too," Jamie said, touched by Evan's concerned.

"I love you more Jamie, but I need to tell you something. My dad and..." he
started to say, but he stopped mid-sentence when something, or rather
someone, caught his attention, Detective Morrison.

"Evan, what's wrong?" Jamie asked with concern.

"Detective Morrison found us...he's just stepped into the office," Evan
said, ducking behind a bush.

"Where is your dad Evan?"

"He's still asleep in the room and I am outside behind this shrub."

"What is he doing there, it can't be good," Jamie said.

"I gotta hang up and call my dad Jamie. I'll call you back," Evan said and
closed his phone.

He quickly hit the speed dial number for his father's cell, but instead of
ringing, it went directly to voice mail.

"Nooooo," he whispered. "Dad, if you turn on your phone and get this, Dan
Morrison is here looking for us. I am ok and hiding outside. Please get
this message dad," he said and hung up.

He redialed Jamie's number and was about to talk when Dan exited the
office. He walked directly towards where Marc and Evan's room was. As he
walked, he pulled his revolver from its holster, fastening a silencer onto
it.

"He's got his gun out and just put on a silencer," Evan whispered, on the
verge of tears.

"Oh my God Evan, run...get as far away from there as you can," Jamie
begged.

"I can't bud, he'll see me if I run. Besides, I gotta do something to help
my dad," Evan said.

Evan hung up and quickly dialed 911. He told the operator where he was and
exactly what was going on. He told them about the murders that Dan had
committed and that he was there now to kill him and his father.

"Hurry please, he's almost to our room," a panicking Evan pleaded.

"Help is on the way young man, just hang tight." The operator assured him.

Evan watched as Dan stopped at the door and inserted a key into the
lock. His heart was pounding when Dan opened the door and fired several
shots into the room, directly at the bed, before turning quickly and
hurrying to his car.

Evan watched in horror as Dan climbed into his car. He turned to look
behind him and his eyes locked with Evan's eyes. Evan ran, and for the
second time in the last twenty-four hours, he was running for his life.

"I'll get you kid...no matter where you run. I got your father and now I am
gonna get you." He screamed out, furious that the boy wasn't in the room
with his dad.

Evan ran down the road and cut across a cattle pasture when he saw the sign
for the ferry that would take him over to New York State. He saw the crew
closing off the boarding gate and he put forth the last of his energy, as
he shot towards the ferry that was just pulling away. He took a deep breath
and with a sudden burst of adrenalin, leaped through the air and landed on
the deck.

"You just made it kid," a crew member said, a handsome boy not much older
than Evan.

Evan turned to look back at where he had just jumped from and saw Dan's car
driving down the road. Evan quickly hurried inside to get out of Dan's
view, followed by the crew member who noticed Evan's reaction to Dan.

"Hey kid, do you have a ticket?" he asked.

"No but I do have money to buy one." Evan told him.

"So what's the hurry for, and was that guy after you?"

"Yeah he was, he wants to kill me," Evan confided, just as his cell phone
rang.

 Evan glanced at the caller id and saw that it was Jamie. "Jamie...I'm ok
and on a ferry to New York," Evan told him. "But I think Dan killed my
dad," Evan said and broke down in tears, dropping his phone to the floor.

"Hello... this is Ethan Davis, a crew member on the ferry. I got your
friend here and I will make sure that he's ok," Ethan said.

"Just have him..." Jamie started to say, and suddenly the phone went dead.

Ethan looked at the bars and saw that it needed charging. He held Evan in
his arms and let the boy cry. Ethan could tell that Evan had been through
hell and his heart went out to him. When Evan had finally cried himself
out, Ethan handed him a handkerchief to wipe away his tears.

"Now, doesn't that feel better," Ethan asked.

"Yeah, but now I'm embarrassed."

"Don't be bud, we all cry from time to time."

"Not in public and especially in the arms of a perfect stranger." Evan
said.

"Thanks for the compliment kid, but I'm far from perfect. So do you want to
tell me what has you so upset?"

Evan sat with Ethan and told him the entire story of what he and his father
had been through with Dan. He told him how Dan had found them at their
motel and shot his father while he slept. Evan cried again when he told of
his father's death and again, Ethan held him close.

"I live in New York, not far from the ferry landing, if you need a safe
place to crash Evan." Ethan offered.

"Thanks Ethan, but I don't want to put your life in danger; I already did
that to my friend Jamie and my dad."

"Why don't you let me worry about me ok? Now I got to get back to work
before the captain has a bird. You sit tight and don't worry about the
ticket, this one is on me," Ethan said.

"Thanks Ethan," Evan said shaking Ethan's outstretched hand.

The ferry docked and Evan sat tight inside, waiting for Ethan.

"Are you ready to split kid," Ethan said once the last of the cars and
passengers had left the ferry.

"I guess, but are you sure that you don't mind putting me up until I can
get someone to come get me?"

Evan followed Ethan to his car, which was parked in the employees parking
area, a vintage '64 and a half Mustang. After saying how cool the car was
they drove off, and within fifteen minutes, they were racing off to Ethan's
apartment.

"Here we are stud muffin," Ethan said, patting Evan's leg.

"Nice crib," Evan said walking inside; the place was a single dudes dream.

It was nicely furnished with a leather sofa and chairs, and had all of the
state of the art electronics, and one super large television mounted on the
wall.

"Ok Ethan, I'm impressed," Evan said.

"Hey Evan I forgot, I have to go food shopping. How about you hang tight
here and watch a video, and I'll be back within the hour," Ethan suggested.

"That's cool man, do you mind if I use the shower?" he asked.

"It's in the master bedroom dude and help yourself to any of my clothes. I
noticed that you were traveling rather light," Ethan said.

"I wasn't expecting to be going anywhere today, when I got up. But thanks
Ethan, we look about the same size," Evan said.

Ethan showed him where the towels were and took off, leaving Evan to take
his shower. Evan was enjoying the hot water when he suddenly noticed that
someone was standing on the other side of the shower door, reaching for the
handle... a vicious laugh coming from the other side.

To be continued...

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