Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2014 23:29:41 +0000 (UTC) From: Hot for Dads Subject: Satisfying Stevie: Part 1 (gay/incest) First off, don't forget that Nifty needs your donations to help provide these stories for your entertainment and relief: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Second, this is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if you're not interested in grown sons fucking around with their dads and other grown men. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is... SATISFYING STEVIE PART 1 Life on the farm became pretty boring after the boys all headed off to college. Each one of the departures meant one less father-son activity to distract me from my miserable marriage. First, no more football or basketball games after Franky moved out. Then, no more plays and movies with Stevie after he left. And finally, no more rock music and pot with Jamie after he joined his brothers at college. Of course, with the boys all out of the house, my wife finally decided it was time for her to go too, which only mattered to me because it meant no more sex for me. Well, not no more sex at all, just a different kind that featured my own right hand most of the time. I started jacking off more than I had when I was a teenager and had just discovered the wonders of one-handed self-abuse. There weren't many evenings where I couldn't be found stretched out naked on the sofa with the remote in one hand, my cock in the other, and a porn video playing on the television. It was liberating. My wife had always hated having porn in the house; she thought it would set a bad example for the boys if they happened to stumble across it. She didn't buy my argument that they might learn something by doing a little porn research now and then. After she left, I quickly built up an impressive collection of print and video material that helped to get me off whenever I needed it. Late one night, I was on the sofa as usual. I was slowly stroking my hard cock as the guy in the porn video was fucking his cock between the woman's huge pair of tits. I casually ran my hand through the forest of hair on my broad chest and began to twist my nipple. I loved my hairy body, even my slightly rounded hairy belly, so I was glad to be able to enjoy it again. My wife had always complained about my fur and my belly. She'd wanted me to shave and wax and work out and whatever else she could think of, but I'd never given in to her demands. She wasn't happy that her sons had inherited my hairy gene, but I was proud of my sons' development and always made it clear to them that a hairy body was a source of pride, not shame. Shit! I suddenly realized that I'd closed my eyes and had continued stroking my cock as I thought about my sons' young, hairy bodies. I'd never done that before in my life! I quickly grabbed the remote and turned up the volume to drown out my thoughts with the sound of the guy talking dirty to the woman as he fucked his cock between her tits. That did the trick. It didn't take me long to begin imagining that it was my cock pumping between those tits, and I was really enjoying it. I tightened the grip on my cock and began to stroke it more firmly. With my other hand, I tugged on my fat, hairy balls as the stud's grunts and groans began to grow in urgency. I let myself go and began to grunt and groan right along with him. I imagined that it was my fat cock about to blow my load of hot cum all over the woman's face. As my raging cock reached the edge and was ready to spew forth a flood of cum, my cell phone dinged. Slightly annoyed at the interruption, I looked down at the coffee table and saw that I had a new text from my middle son, Stevie. I released my balls and loosened my other hand's grip on my cock. I even slowed the stroking motion a bit without stopping completely; I wasn't about to bring everything to a full stop now. I grabbed the phone with my free hand and flicked the screen. Stevie's text appeared: "I can't wait to eat your cum!" My brain went into an immediate state of shock and confusion just as the stud bellowed, "I'm cumming!" I looked up at the screen and saw the guy's cum shooting all over the woman, giving her a full, thick facial. I groaned and started shooting my own load onto my hairy chest and belly as my eyes fell back on my son's text before returning to the screen. For a brief flash, the porn video was replaced with a mental image of me straddling Stevie and shooting my cum all over his eager face. "Oh shit," I groaned as another load of cum shot even more energetically out of my cock to help coat my hairy chest. "What the fuck was that about?!" I asked myself out loud as my body began to relax and the video moved on to the beginning of another sex scene. Suddenly, the phone in my hand began to ring, and I saw that the call was from Stevie. I took a deep breath to calm myself as I hit the mute button on the porn. "Hey, Son," I said as casually and as cheerfully as I could. "What's up?" "Um, I'm just calling, Dad, because..." Silence. "Yes?" I asked, waiting for him to continue. "Well, um, I meant to send a text to Arthur, and um, well, I hit your number by accident," he finally managed. Everything quickly fell into place as I realized that Stevie's text about eating cum was intended for his boyfriend. Yes, Stevie is gay. He came out to me a couple years earlier. In spite of my wife's objections, I had always been open with my boys about sex, so Stevie felt completely comfortable telling me about his sexuality when he was ready to come out. The same didn't go for his mother; she was still in the dark as far as that bit of information was concerned. When I finally managed to stop laughing, I said, "I have to admit that it had me wondering for a second there, Son." "Oh god, I'm so embarrassed," Stevie said, and it really sounded like he was as embarrassed as he claimed. "Don't give it another thought," I said as I casually began rubbing the cum around my chest and matting down the hair. "Those things happen." "Well, it's not every day that I tell my dad I want to eat his cum," Stevie laughed nervously. "Mmmmm," I sighed as I licked my fingers clean. "You could do worse," I added with a laugh. "Dad!" Stevie said with obvious shock. "Well, it is pretty tasty if I do say so myself," I pressed with a laugh. "Oh god, I'm so embarrassed," Stevie repeated. "It could have been worse." "How?" "You could have sent that text to your mother," I laughed. "She probably would have been a lot more surprised than I was." "Oh god, that would have been a disaster," Stevie groaned, realizing how close he had come to outing himself to his mother in a very graphic way. "Better be more careful about you're sexting targets in the future, Son," I said. "Sexting?" Stevie laughed. "What do you know about sexting?" "Your old man isn't quite as out of things as you think," I said cheerfully, finding myself casually stroking my semihard cock as I continued to talk to my middle son. "I never said you were," Stevie said defensively. "I know, Son. Say, I was thinking about coming up for a visit this weekend." "That would be great," Stevie replied eagerly. "You think it would be okay with Franky and Jamie?" "I'm not sure what their plans are, but I doubt if they'll object, as long as you don't mind sleeping on the sofa." "It wouldn't be the first time I've slept on a sofa," I said, thinking about all the times my wife hadn't wanted to share a bed with my hairy body. "Well, then, come on up," Stevie said. "We'll see you Friday evening." "Looking forward to it, Son. See you then," I said as I switched off the phone. "Mmmmm," I sighed as I picked up more of my cum and licked it off my fingers. My eyes traveled back to the television, where a woman was getting spit-roasted by two guys. I turned the sound up, relaxed back onto the sofa, and began stroking my cock again in earnest. On a good night, I could go at least two rounds, and I was determined to make it a good night. "Yeah, fuck that pussy," I groaned as the picture switched to a close-up of the cock sliding in and out of the woman's hole. I relaxed and closed my eyes to imagine that I was pumping my cock into a tight pussy instead of my sweaty fist. I ran my free hand through the hair on my chest. A low moan escaped my lips as I gripped a nipple and twisted it hard. I loved having my nipples played with, but my wife had been shocked the first time I tried to get her to do it, so it became just a jerk-off thing. It worked too. When I twisted my nipples, waves of pleasure flooded through my body, and this time was no exception. I groaned and began thrusting my raging cock more violently through my fist. "Oh fuck yeah," I groaned when I opened my eyes for a second and saw a close-up of BOTH cocks being fucked into the woman's pussy. The two wet cocks slid along together, glistened in the bright lights. "Fill that pussy," I muttered. I closed my eyes and began jacking my cock frantically. "Gonna cum. Gonna shoot. Oh fuck!" I muttered a string of comments that would have shocked the wife, but they worked for me. My hairy balls slapped against my thighs as my fist continued to fly up and down my dripping cock. "It's gonna be a big load, bitch!" I predicted as I pictured myself fucking the woman in the movie. Suddenly, the woman in my vision looked between her legs and said, "Give it to me, Daddy." "Oh you're gonna get it," I grunted. But in that moment, the woman's face changed to Stevie's face, and he said, "I can't wait to eat your cum." "FUCK!" I bellowed as my eyes flew open and my cock began to shoot rope after rope after rope of hot cum all over my hairy body. I was shocked that Stevie had popped into my fantasy but even more shocked that the resulting load had been bigger and more powerful than the earlier one. "Fuck, that's sick," I told myself between panting breaths. My phone dinged again, and I saw it was another text from Stevie. I swiped the screen and read: "Really looking forward to having you this weekend, Dad!" My mind was reeling from what had just happened when I was cumming, but there was no denying that my cock jumped with unexpected anticipation when I read that text. I eventually managed to put Stevie out of my mind and focus my attention on the television screen again. The woman was sucking both cocks at once, and from the grunts and groans, it wasn't going to be long before the men shot their loads all over her eager face. I took my hardening cock in my hand again and began jacking it firmly as I used the other hand to spread the old cum all over my hairy body. I didn't have anything more pressing to do, so I figured I might as well make it a very good night and go for a third load. -------------------------------------------------- Hope you enjoyed the beginning of this new adventure. Let me know what you think, and always play SAFE in the real world; you never know where that thing has been! ;) For other stories by this author, check out www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#hotfordads.