Date: Mon, 1 Feb 2021 15:36:47 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Sleepwalking Part 3 Sleepwalking – Part 3 Gay, incest, fathers, sons If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * That evening, Danny was in a terrific mood and quite frankly so was I. We ate dinner, laughing and joking about our days the whole time. When we were cleaning up, Danny asked, "Do you think we could do what we did this morning again sometime?" "Of course! I mean as long as you don't think it's too weird." "I didn't think it was weird at all. Is that weird?" I chuckled and assured him, "Nope, not weird at all." After we had finished cleaning up, we sat down on the couch and watched a movie together. He laid down with his feet in my lap, so I took the opportunity to give him a foot massage. Despite his phone buzzing several times during the film, he didn't pick it up once. I couldn't stop smiling the whole time. It was truly one of the great days. Once the credits were rolling, Danny looked at me and said, "Dad, today was really great and... I just want you to know how much I love you." I took his hand, brought it to my lips, kissed it and told him, "I love you more every day, Danny. I don't know how I got so lucky to be gifted with such a sweet, incredible, generous, loving son." I kissed it again as he sat up and kissed me on the lips once more, this time with desire and tongue. I was both shocked and surprised, but I kissed him back with an equal amount of desire and even more tongue! "Damn, Dad, you're an incredible kisser!" I chuckled and said, "You're pretty talented yourself, Son." Then we went back at it. He started rubbing my hard cock through my slacks and I did the same to him. Then I had a thought, so I pulled away. "Perhaps we need to set some rules." "I'm listening," he replied. "Well, since this is uncharted territory, I think we should tell the other person if anything they do makes us uncomfortable. Agreed?" "Agreed. Anything else?' "Not that I can think of... I mean at the moment anyway... but I reserve the right to revisit this at a later date." He chuckled and said, "Agreed. Now can we get back to kissing?" "Sure, but maybe you'd rather take this into the bedroom." "Hell yeah... let's go!" He yelled as he jumped up, pulling me with him then dragged me toward the bedroom and my king-sized bed. When we got to my room, he let go of my hand, pushed me down on the bed and started to slowly undress for me. It was incredibly sexy and I couldn't wait to return the favor. Once he was standing naked in front of me, I reached up and pulled him down on top of me, kissing him like I'd never kissed anyone before. And to say I was harder than I'd ever been before would have been an understatement. I rolled him over, got up and did a striptease of my own. I tried to stare into his light brown eyes, but my own kept drifting back to his massive cock. I wanted to do so many things with that monster. Once I was naked too, it was his turn to grab me and pull me down on top of him. We kissed some more, grinding our stiff pricks together as if they were wood and if we kept it up, I thought they might just catch fire. This time he rolled me over and then pulled my legs onto the bed as he maneuvered his body around so that we were in the perfect position to sixty-nine. I took his cock in my hand, guiding it toward my mouth then swallowed as much as I could while he did the same with mine. We sucked each other until we came, each of us swallowing the other's load. When we came up for air, he turned and came up to join me at the head of the bed. We kissed and I could taste my own cum. "That was hot, Dad." "Yeah, it was." We kissed some more then I realized I was getting sleepy. "I'm gonna brush my teeth then hit the sack, Son. You're welcome to sleep with me... if you like." "I'd like that," he replied. He went to his bathroom do the same. When he got back, we climbed under the covers, he turned over and I spooned him till we fell asleep. A few hours later, I awoke and was alone in my bed. I got up to see if he had maybe gone to sleep in his own bed, but he wasn't in his room. I saw low lights flickering down the hall, so I went to check it out. He was sitting on the couch with headphones on and playing a video game. I was relieved. Relieved that he wasn't sleepwalking again. I walked over to him, leaned over, placed my hands gently on his shoulders then kissed him on the top of the head. He stopped, removed the headphones and looked up at me. "I couldn't sleep. I didn't wake you, did I?" I kissed him again and replied, "No, I just wanted to make sure you were alright." "Yeah, of course." "Glad to hear it. Just don't stay up too late, you have class in the morning." I kissed him one more time then headed back to bed. A few minutes later, he slid back into bed, I wrapped my arm around him again then fell back to sleep right away. Tuesday: I found myself alone in bed again and I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but that's when I heard my son calling me from down the hall, "Daaad, breakfast is ready!" I grinned from ear to ear, realizing just how lucky I was to have such a great kid. That evening after dinner, Danny needed to study, so I worked on my column for the Sunday edition. I was just finishing up when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him enter my room. He was nude, his beautiful cock hard and sticking out straight in front of him. I stopped what I was doing, hit "Save" then closed my laptop. "Did you need something, Son?" Looking as serious as I could while trying not to laugh. "Yeah, Dad, I do. I need you to fuck me." He was serious, so I got up and went to him, enfolded him in my arms and said, "I can't fuck you, you're my son, I won't fuck you..." he looked more than a little disappointed then I added, "but I can and will make love to you." That made him smile more broadly than I'd ever seen him smile before. "Why don't you lie down on the bed?" He pulled away and did what I asked as I got undressed, dropping my clothes as I approached the bed. Once I was nude too and my own cock was sticking straight out in front of me, he asked, "Do you even know how hot you are, Dad?!" I chuckled and said, "You're the hot one, Son." I grabbed the lube out of the nightstand and climbed on the bed. I started with his feet. Danny had the prettiest feet and I decided to suck each one starting with the pinkie toe on the left and ending with the pinkie toe on the right. Once I'd finished sucking all his little piggies, I made my way up to his fuzzy, pink balls. I licked them then took each one into my mouth, sucking it until he was writhing on the bed. I bypassed his cock and headed straight for his nipples. Those perfect, little protrusions were just so suckable, I decided to give them extra attention, so he ground his cock against my chest while I did. Finally, it was time to move on to his huge, hard cock. I kissed, licked and sucked his monstrous erection until he begged me to fuck him. But I had one more thing to do before I sunk my own monster cock into his tight little butthole. I pushed his legs against his chest and told him to hold them there. He grabbed them right behind the knees and held them close to his chest. I spread his cheeks and sunk my tongue as far inside him as I could then ate his ass out. He squirmed and moaned and begged me for more. I inserted a finger, finding his prostate and gave it a little nudge. He practically bucked right off the bed. I sucked his balls while I inserted another finger and then another. I fingerfucked him until he begged me to "stick it in." I knew then that he was ready. Without a word, I lubed up my dick, placed it at the entrance to his love chute, pressed and pushed until I was pubes to balls. "Oh God, Daddy, fuck me, please fuck me." he yelled in almost a whimper. I pulled all the way out then put it back in slowly. I did that over and over, picking up a little speed each time until I was pistoning his hole with my massive member. "Oh God, yeah, oh yeah." "You like my big, fat cock in your ass, don't you boy?" "Yes, Daddy, please don't stop!" He was really beating his meat and I was afraid he was going to come too soon, so I put my hand over his and stopped him. The look he gave me, he was almost pleading with me to let him come, but I wouldn't. Not yet. I slowed down then stopped, leaned over him, looking him in the eyes and after kissing his luscious lips I said, "I love you, Son." He looked back into my soul and said, "I love you too, Dad." I took my hand off his and went back to fucking him, faster and faster as he stroked his cock faster and faster until he erupted all over his chest and stomach with a cry of, "Oh fuck!" That's when I blew my load inside his hot ass and screamed out, "Fuuuccckkkk!" I didn't slow down until I couldn't thrust even one more time. Then I collapsed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head, repeating the words, "I love you, Dad. I love you. I love you." When I could finally speak, I lifted my head and said back to him, "I love you, too, Son." We laid like that until my cock fell out. Then I got up, telling him to stay put. I went to the bathroom then came back and cleaned him up myself. I tossed the washcloth and towel on the floor and we got under the covers. Danny fell asleep right away but I didn't this time, I laid there holding my son, thinking about how wonderful my life was. How could it get any better? I wondered. Wednesday: The next morning, I wandered into the kitchen kind of late and there was no Danny. I listened carefully and heard the sound of the shower running in his bathroom. I started making the coffee and breakfast. I heard the shower shut off and soon enough he came out drying his hair with the towel. He was naked and looking more beautiful than ever. Tall, dark and gorgeous. A thinner version of me. All I could do was stare. "What's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head as if to clear the fog and replied, "Nothing. I was just admiring the view." He laughed as he wrapped the towel around his neck and came over to hug me. "Morning, sexy." He chuckled and said, "Morning to you too, handsome." We kissed, perhaps a little more than casually, then pulled apart. I noticed that his cock was a little more swollen than it had been when he entered the kitchen. Mine was filling my briefs as well. He grabbed my cock through the fabric, squeezed and commented, "I wish we had time to play this morning, but I have a test and need to leave as soon as I finish eating." With that said, he turned and went back down the hall. I watched his cute little ass wiggle all the way down the hall. He emerged about ten minutes later, dressed and ready to go. I served him then joined him at the breakfast bar. He finished quickly, grabbed his backpack, kissed me goodbye then practically ran out the door. As I was cleaning up, I got a text saying, On the bus now... thank u for last nite and this morning. Don't know what I did in my past life to deserve a dad like u, but I feel totally unworthy. All my love, D I texted back, I love you, Son. You're my life. I'd gladly give you all I have and more. You know that, Dad That night, Danny texted that he was bringing pizza home for dinner. There was a little pizza parlor within walking distance, so it was easy for him to get off the bus a few stops early and walk the rest of the way. We didn't have pizza often, so this was a treat. Still, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. But I didn't say anything. I figured he'd let me know when the time was right. And sure enough, after we'd wrapped up the leftovers and put them in the fridge, he spoke up. "Dad, I was wondering..." he started to say but then stopped. "Yes, Son, what were you wondering?" "You know what you did to me last night? Well, I was wondering..." he started and then stopped again. "You want to make love to me, don't you?" I asked, hoping I had finished his thought for him correctly. "Yes!" He agreed enthusiastically. "I mean if that's okay with you. I mean I know I could never make love to you like you did to me, but I'd like to try." I smiled, took him my arms and told him in my most reassuring voice, "First, I wouldn't expect you to make love to me the way I did to you, nor would I want you to. I want you to make love to me in whatever way pleases you! And yes, Son, it's okay with me. In fact, I was rather hoping you'd want to. It's been way too long." Yes, that was a lie, but I figured since he didn't know he'd already fucked me, then a little white lie could do no harm. He instructed me to get on all fours, then he got behind me and started licking and tongue-fucking my asshole. I moaned and mewled as he ate me out. Then he started pulling on my cock and I thought I might come from the sheer thrill of it all. "Holy fuck!" I screamed out. "Oh my God, eat my ass, boy!" Just when I thought I might blow, he stopped and instructed me to turn over on my back. He grabbed a pillow, lifted my legs and placed it under my butt, then ate me out some more. He was killing me! He stopped, lubed up his cock then inserted it into my more than willing ass. It slid right in and he began to fuck me slowly at first then faster and faster until he was pounding my ass with his monster cock, his balls slapping against me to the rhythm he'd set. Again he stopped, then he did something I never would have believed possible if it hadn't happened to me. He leaned over and took the head of my cock in his mouth all while still buried deep inside me. That was it! I couldn't fucking take it anymore. "Holy fuck! I'm gonna come!!!" and I blew my wad. He sucked every last drop out of my aching balls right up through my shaft. And even through my post-orgasmic haze, I could feel him unleash his own mind-blowing load of cum inside me. I felt, rather than heard, his moans of pleasure through my cock as he shot his wad. When he was finally spent, he pulled off my softening prick and pressed my legs to my chest as he kissed me, his cock still buried inside me. When I opened my mouth to receive his tongue, I was rewarded with a flood of my own cum. I moaned and mewled some more as I devoured his mouth, sucking out my own tangy spunk. He pulled his cock from my hole then told me to stay where I was. At that point there was no way I could have moved; my bones had turned to Jell-O. When he returned from the bathroom, he cleaned my ass gingerly then placed a towel under me to catch the cum that was leaking out of my well-worn hole. "Goddamn, that was incredible. You're incredible!" He smiled as he said, "Thanks, Dad. I really wanted it to be special." "It was more than that," I assured him. "I will never forget it." He said, "I love you, Dad." I hugged him and repeated the words, "I love you too, Son," then promptly fell asleep. When I awoke a few hours later, I was alone in my big bed. I got up to look for him and found him at the kitchen counter eating a bowl of cereal. I thought maybe he was sleepwalking again, but he looked up and said, "Hi, Dad. I was hungry," as a bit of milk dribbled out of the corner of his mouth. I chuckled then hugged him as I licked the milk off his face. I knew at that moment that the sleepwalking was a thing of the past... and it was. (To be continued)