Date: Sat, 13 Apr 2024 12:15:54 -0400
From: The Eagle <forbiddenwritings@gmail.com>
Subject: Rescued By Daddy (chapter four - Gay/Incest)

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Rescued By Daddy -- chapter four (Gay/Incest)

It is shocking how much your life can change in less than a week. It
wasn't even that long really. Now I had more secrets and the love and
respect of my father that I didn't realize I'd been craving my entire
life.

I stood in the room where all of the groomsmen had gathered to support my
younger brother. Today was his big day. He was going to marry the love of
his life. I don't personally believe in true love, but he did and I was
extremely happy for him.

Four other men I barely knew were in the room along with my brother, me,
and our dad. Dad looked happier than I had ever seen him before and I
wondered if that had more to do with seeing his youngest son getting
married or the fact that he's been railing his oldest son and getting
the sex he's been craving.

He looked at me and a knowing look passed between us. Nothing that anyone
else would have picked up on, but something secret between two lovers
that meant everything -- at least to me.

Okay, maybe I do believe in true love after all?

"Christian. I can't thank you enough for coming. Dad told me about all
of your troubles." Mark, my younger brother, said wrapping me in a tight
hug. I doubted Dad had told him everything.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." I said looking over his shoulder
and into my Dad's eyes. I saw the lustful desire there. Did he dream of
both of his boys worshipping the cock we came from?

Mark was five years younger than I am, but he's the same height that I
am. We look a lot alike taking most of our physical features from our
father. However, other that physical attributes we couldn't be more
different.

He is responsible, has a great career, and getting married to the love of
his life today. I was the complete opposite. At twenty-seven years old I
had struggles of real income, nothing in the way of a stable career or
even the prospects of one, and there was no way I could marry the love of
my life.

Mark released me as Dad kept staring at me as if he knew what I was
thinking.

"Okay guys. I think we have to go get pictures taken." Mark said
turning to everyone else in the room.

Four of Mark's best friends all followed him out of the room. When they
were gone Dad came over to me and hugged me tightly. I felt everything in
that embrace. I know it is stupid to think, but it was like all of the
wrecked pieces of my life were somehow coming back together.

Only my father had the power to pull me back together like this. He just
held me and I fought tears. His hand ran up and down my back slowly. Love
and comfort. Everything I'd ever wanted.

"I love you, Chris."

"I love you too, Dad." I said as he slowly pulled back.

"Oh, don't look at me like that." He smiled. I took a deep breath to
try and compose myself.

"Sorry." I laughed.

"We have a lot to discuss, but everything's changed." He said what I
had been thinking.

"I know." I said looking down feeling the painful break coming. I knew
it was coming. That ultimate rejection. He was my father, he was married
to my mother, and I couldn't be the reason their marriage of more than
thirty years ended.

"Stop that." He said pulling my face up to look at him. "You're
moving home and we're going to figure this out together."

Then he leaned in and kissed me. Passionately.

Someone outside in the hallway moved and he broke our kiss but still
looked at me. Everything surged inside of me. When one of Mark's
groomsmen poked his head in the door we were standing three feet apart
just staring at each other.

"We're ready for you guys." He said and then disappeared.

Dad put his arm around my shoulders and we walked out into public. "Just
so you know, Son. As soon as the ceremony is over and everyone is
distracted I'm going to tear your guts up. You look too fucking hot in
that tux not to."

I was hard the entire time we took pictures!

The ceremony was beautiful. Mark and his bride were the perfect couple.
They were going to make beautiful babies. I had my turn dancing with the
bride and she seemed perfect for him. She laughed and the entire room lit
up, but when they finally came back together for another dance everyone
was watching them.

"Now." Dad said coming up behind me and whispering into my ear.

Everyone was distracted, and it was time for him to make good on his
promise. Something I would never hesitate to be a part of. I followed him
to the back of the room and we both quietly slipped out through the door.

"You look so fucking hot in your tux, Christian."

"You too, Daddy." I smiled when he opened the door leading back into
the church where the wedding had taken place. The great thing about this
venue was that the ceremony happened at Mark's church. They didn't have
to do anything separate. The reception even took place in their massive
fellowship hall.

The sanctuary seemed twice as big as it had before now that there wasn't
anyone else there. The tall ceilings were painted with angels and clouds
like the room opened up to heaven.

I didn't know where he was going, but I simply followed him down the
main aisle that took the middle of the room and straight down to the
alter. When he reached the wooden alter that was constructed with glossy
wood he stopped and turned. The look in his eyes said everything.

I thought it was hot as fuck!

"Right here?"

"Yes, son." He smiled and unfastened the snaps of his tuxedo pants. I
looked back toward the door as if someone had followed us. I took the
three steps up the alter and then kneeled before him. It was a rush to
see the big cock I came from out in such a setting. I leaned in and felt
him push past my lips. I don't know how long he had been aroused, but it
had been some time. His cock head and most of his shaft were coated in
delicious precum.

He moaned loudly that echoed through the empty room when I took him deep.
I felt his hands on my head and opened my throat for him to take the
pleasure he desired. It felt amazing knowing how full the sanctuary had
been just a short while ago and now I was not only sucking a cock in the
same space, but my father's cock.

I pulled his pants down a little and his balls came into view. I moved
from his thick erection down to his massive nuts. I bathed them in my
tongue and felt his hands tighten in my hair. I wanted to make sure I got
everything he had to offer. I felt one hand move as the other still held
me in place.

He grasped his cock and smacked it on my face as I bathed his balls and
prepared all of his load to shoot because I craved every drop he had to
give me. Then he pushed himself back into my mouth and held my head tight
as he pounded into my throat.

"Such a perfect faggot throat!" He roared and it echoed through the
sanctuary. I loved the way he degraded me and pushed the limits as far as
he could.

He pulled back out of my throat and I had to gasp for air. "Daddy,
fuck!"

"Bend over the alter, son. Now!" He demanded when I didn't move fast
enough. I unfastened my own pants and still wasn't moving fast enough
for him when he reached over and yanked everything down at once. My pants
and underwear pooled around my ankles and he pushed me forward. "Time to
take Daddy's cock!"

I felt the cool, polished wood against my thighs and then he smacked my
ass once. I knew the drill by then. I reached back and pulled my cheeks
apart so he could see the tight hole he had claimed, but was going to
reassure was his. I heard him spit and felt it right against my hole.

"OH FUCK!" I shouted toward the pulpit as I felt his mouth on my ass.
His tongue teased and then pushed inside of me. I lifted my head to see
the cross illuminated and Jesus Christ Himself was staring at me as my
own father was giving me an expert rim job.

I pushed back against his face and he moaned loudly. Who doesn't love an
enthusiastic lover?

Then his mouth was gone, but I didn't need to wait. His cock was there
and then he was inside of me. Jesus, the cross, and everything else went
blurry as pleasure overtook my entire being. One steady push and no
unforgiving wavering had my father's cock buried inside of me in only
seconds.

"God this hole is so fucking good!" Dad roared behind me. I felt his
hands on my hips and he started to pull back out and then push inside
again. He found a quick rhythm and pushed faster and faster.

We both knew we didn't have the time we would really prefer, but the
forbidden aspect ratcheted up by being in my brother's church had me
rock hard and my balls were boiling already.

"Fuck me, Daddy. Feels so good. Right here where your son took his vows
and now you're plowing into your first born!"

"Fucking Christ, Son! Take Daddy's dick!!!!" He reached up and grabbed
my collar and started hammering deeper and rougher into me. "So much
better than you mom's worn out pussy!"

Then I felt him thicken and I knew it was coming soon.

I pushed myself down onto the alter for a deeper angle and then back
against him to take everything I loved.

"FUUUUCK!" Daddy shouted and I threw my head back as my own orgasm
shook through me. I shot all over the polished wood beneath me as I took
his load deep into my guts. He didn't stop ramming in and out though. I
loved how he would fuck through an orgasm and not just hold still.

"Well, this isn't what I was expecting to find on my wedding day." A
deep voice said behind us.

"Shit!" I scrambled to pull my pants up as Dad fastened his own. I
turned to see him standing there staring at us.

Mark, my little brother.

"Mark. I can explain." I said rushing forward.

"I don't want to hear it." Mark said throwing his hands up. "You
couldn't let me have just one day? You had to ruin everything?"

"Mark, it's not like that!" I called almost halfway down the aisle
now. I didn't even turn to see what Dad was doing. Mark was focused on
me.

"No! You get out of here." He called. "You're not allowed to come
back to the party. I won't have you ruining anything else!"

"Mark, wait!" I tried. "Don't be like that."

"Get out, Christian. Don't ever come back!" He said turning and then
closing the door behind him. I stared at the door. What had I done? I
turned to see where Dad was, but he had disappeared too.

What had I done?

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