Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2021 00:53:31 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Uncle Paul and Benny - Part 4 Uncle Paul and Benny – Part 4 Gay, Incest, Father, Son 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 * * * * Benny got home from school and went looking for his uncle. When he couldn't find him in his office, Benny knocked on his uncle's bedroom door then opened it. "Hey, you'll never believe what happened..." his voice trailed off when it registered that his uncle was in bed with his dad. "What the fuck?!" he exclaimed. Tom jumped up saying, "I can explain, son." For the first time in a long time, Benny got a good look at his dad, naked and sporting a semi. He was both shocked and excited at the same time. Benny got it together quickly and asked, "Really? Because it looks like my dad is sleeping with my uncle." "Okay, it is what it looks like, but I can explain." "Don't bother," Benny said with a wave of his hand. "I've known about your past with Uncle Paul for a while now." He really hadn't, he just said that to avoid a lengthy discussion on that subject. The more important question was, "What about mom?" "I left your mom. I'm sorry you had to find out about it this way though." Benny couldn't stop staring at his dad and thinking, Since when does he look that good? "Oh fuck it!" was all he could say in an effort to get out of the room quickly. Tom was stunned. "Go after him, Tommy... but not like that. There are some shorts in the bottom righthand drawer that you can wear." Tom did as instructed then went in search of his son. He found him in his room and the door was ajar. "May I come in?" Tom asked. "Sure," Benny answered but without looking at his father. Tom went and sat down next to him on the bed. Benny looked and was both relieved and dismayed that his dad was wearing a pair of shorts. "Why are you so upset if you already knew about your Uncle Paul and me?" Benny looked him in the eye and replied, "That's not what I'm upset about." Tom waited patiently for his son to elaborate. "Look at you!" Benny yelled as he jumped up, pointing. Tom looked down at himself then back up at his son and asked, "What?" "You've been working out." "Yeah, so? You work out. Your Uncle Paul works out. Even your Grandpa Joe works out. What's the big deal? Why does that upset you?" "Because you don't look like a dad now... my dad." Tom was beyond bewildered by that statement. Again, he waited. "Because you got hot dammit! And you're not supposed to be. You're supposed to be all soft and pudgy like other dads... like you were before." Tom could not have been more surprised by that answer. "I just wanted to get healthy, that's all." Then he thought about what Benny had said, "You really think I'm hot?" Tom got up and posed in front of the mirror. He flexed his arm muscles and his glutes. Benny chuckled, rolled his eyes and sat back down on the bed. Then Tom went back and stood in front of his son, his cock head visible through the shorts. Benny tried not to look but couldn't help himself. He even licked his lips at the sight. That's when Paul knocked on the door frame and said, "Mind if I join the conversation? I think I can offer some perspective on the current situation." Tom sat down on the bed leaving room for Paul to sit down in between them. "When I was about fifteen, my mom left my dad and he suggested we go on a camping trip. Even though we had never been camping, just the two of us, it sounded like a good idea. He borrowed a tent and a couple of sleeping bags from a friend and we drove to a campground about an hour away. After we set up the tent, we ate a light dinner, then went to bed. It was really cold that night, a lot colder than it had been when we left. I was shivering in my sleeping bag and Dad noticed. He said, `Take off your clothes and get in my bag with me.' I thought it was a strange thing to ask me to do but he explained, `If I share my body heat with you, you'll stop shivering.' It made sense so I did as he instructed. He got naked too then I climbed in his bag with him and we zipped it back up. He maneuvered me on top of him and began rubbing his big, warm hands up and down my back and my arms. I slowly warmed up and stopped shivering. But at the same time his hands had another effect on me. I started to get hard." Paul looked at Benny then at Tom. His story was having an effect on them as well. "Dad must have noticed, because he said, `It's okay, son, it's perfectly natural.' That's when I noticed he was getting hard too. `Have you been naked with other guys before, Paulie?' I wanted to be honest with him so I lifted my head off his hairy chest, looked him in the eyes and said, `Yes, Dad, I have because... I'm gay.' His response to my declaration was to hug me tightly and reply, `I know, son, but I'm glad you finally decided to tell me. I love you.' That was not something I was prepared for, but at the same time I was thrilled. Then I decided to get a little bold and ask, `Have YOU ever been naked with a man, Dad?' `No, son, I haven't... but...' then he didn't finish, so I tried to help him out. `I know I'm not technically a man yet, but if you wanted to experience sex with another guy, I could help you out with that. I mean if that's what you want.' He hugged me again and replied, `I wouldn't know what to do, Paulie. I'm sure I'd just disappoint you.' `You could never disappoint me, Dad,' I assured him. "I unzipped the bag and rolled off him. I looked at his cock. It was even bigger than mine, longer and thicker and the foreskin hung out over the head even though he was hard. I was really turned on by the sight of it so I took it in my hand and began stroking it up and down. He took mine in his and did the same. We looked each other in the eyes as we beat each other's meat. It was so fucking hot but I was determined to hold out. I wanted him to come first, if at all possible. His breathing did start to get more erratic and heavier, so I was pretty sure he was getting close. I thought a little dirty talk might help, so I said, `Come on, Dad. I want to see you shoot your load.' He closed his eyes, arched his back and let out a loud groan. Then I was rewarded with the sight of his cum shooting out of his mighty cannon. `Arrggghhhh,' he cried out as the cum continued to flow from his huge slit. I couldn't hold back any longer and joined him with a groan of my own, `Awwwww fuuccckkkk!' as the cum shot out of my own slit and all over Dad's stomach, mixing with his. "I spoke first while he recovered, `That was awesome, Dad. I came a ton!' He chuckled and said, `I think I did too, son.' He reached over, grabbed his underwear and cleaned the cum off both of us. Then he zipped up the bag and told me to get some sleep. I got carried away though and kissed him on the mouth, something I hadn't done since I was little. His response was to hug me again then suggest I turn over. He spooned me from behind, wrapped a big, burly arm around me, then fell asleep almost immediately. I followed soon after. "When I awoke in the morning, he was already awake. He said, `Morning, son!' I replied, `Morning, Dad.' He hugged me tighter and that's when I felt his hard cock in the small of my back. `Got wood?' I asked. He chuckled and replied, `I can move it if it makes you feel uncomfortable.' I turned in his arms, pulled his hand down to mine and as he grasped it I said, `Your hard cock makes me hard, Dad, not uncomfortable.' `What should we do about these bad boys, son?' he asked and I answered, `I want to suck yours. Would that be okay?' He looked at me, truly shocked, then replied, `But I've never sucked a cock before.' `I didn't ask you to suck mine, Dad. I just really want to suck yours.' He reached up and stroked my face. `It wouldn't be fair for you to suck me and me not to reciprocate. I can try though. I want to try... if you'll let me.' I was thrilled that he wanted to suck me too. `Are you sure, Dad?' He smiled at me and replied, `Yes, son, I'm sure.' Then I suggested we sixty-nine. I unzipped the bag, turned around and swallowed as much of his massive cock as I could. He did the same to mine. Then we both started sucking. He mimicked me pretty well and before I knew it, we were both coming down each other's throats. "When I came back up, there was a small amount of my cum on the corner of his mouth. I licked it off and it must have turned him on because he started kissing me. We Frenched until I got hungry and suggested we eat breakfast. We got dressed, ate, then broke camp and drove back home." "Why did you tell us that story, Uncle Paul?" Benny asked. Paul stood and walked toward the door. "Because, my dear nephew, I think the two of you have some unresolved issues that you need to take care of and I'm gonna leave you two to do just that," Paul said as he pointed to the pair of hardons straining the shorts and pants in front of him. "I'm going to go over to Dad and Dory's. See ya later and... have fun, boys!" Benny and Tom just looked at each other as they watched the bedroom door close behind him. "So what do you say, son?" "I say, hell yeah!" "Okay then... I don't know how much time your uncle is going to give us, but I think we need to get naked and see where this journey takes us, don't you, son?" "Yeah, Dad. I do." They undressed in front of each other for the first time as adults. It was strangely thrilling for them both, this little strip tease. Benny had already seen his dad naked in his Uncle Paul's room, but his dad had not seen him naked since he was a boy. Tom dropped his shorts and waited. Benny hesitated, unsure his dad would like what he saw, but then he went ahead and shucked them quickly. He stood back up and waited for his dad to say or do something, anything. Tom did what any good father would do. He closed the gap, took his son's cock in his hand and said, "You have a beautiful and sexy cock, son. I can't wait to wrap my lips around it." That was the best thing Benny could have heard. He hugged his dad and kissed him. It had been silly of him to think his dad wouldn't find him desirable. Other men did... now that he was no longer the fat kid. But for some reason his dad finding him desirable mattered more than anyone else. Benny suggested they sixty-nine for starters, so they got on the bed and into position, cock to mouth and cock to mouth. They both opened wide and began sucking each other's hard cocks. With every lick or stroke, Tom matched Benny. They both continued to suck until each felt the cum rising. Neither backed off though and when they finally did come, they savored and swallowed every last drop of the other's magic juice. * * Meanwhile, at Joe and Dory's house... Joe heard a knock on the door and when he opened it, to his surprise, his son was standing on his front porch. "Paul! What brings you by?" "Well, I thought I'd come and see how my favorite dad is doing." That made them both laugh as Joe reached out, grabbed his son and pulled him into a bear hug. "Dad... need air... to breathe," Paul gasped jokingly. Joe laughed again and let him go saying, "Sorry, son, I'm just happy to see you, that's all!" That made Paul laugh too. "Come on in, Paulie." Joe let go of Paul so that he could step inside the house. "Where's Dory?" Paul asked as he walked around looking for his stepmother. "She drove down to her sister's. Emily has the flu and Dory went down there to take care of her." "Why can't Roger take care of her?" "It just so happens that he's out of town, so..." "Oh. So you're all alone?" "For a few days at least, yeah. Why?" "No reason, just curious. I have news," Paul announced as he sat down on the couch. "Tell me," Joe said as he sat down next to his son. "Tom left Sally and showed up at my house to apologize." "I knew he left Sally. He told Dory and me a week ago." "What? And you didn't tell me?!" Paul asked a little too loudly. "It wasn't my place, son. It was Tom's." Paul thought that was a fair enough statement. "Did he tell you he was staying at the Starlight Motel on 22?" "No, he did not. We would have asked him stay with us if we'd known. That place is a dump." "Don't I know it. I asked him to move in with me and Benny." Joe slapped Paul on the thigh and said, "That was nice of you. But why are you here and not there with him?" "I wanted to give him and Benny some time to get to know each other again." "What is that supposed to mean?" "Let's just say they have some things to work out and I didn't want to get in the way. How have you been, Dad?" Paul asked trying to change the subject. "I'm good, son. Thanks." "Good." Paul tried to think of a way to approach the subject he hoped they could discuss now that he knew they were alone. "Um, Dad, do you remember the time we went camping after Mom left?" "Yeah, of course I do. That's when you told me you were gay." Joe's hand went to Paul's thigh again and this time he left it there. "Do you remember anything else about that trip?" Joe's squeezed his son's leg as he said, "Of course I do. We had a really great time... you showed me a few things and I never felt closer to you than I did that night." Paul thought that might be the most he'd get without spelling it out, so he asked one more question, "Dad, do you think we could do that again... this evening?" Joe's eyes got big as he answered Paul's question with a question, "You mean you want us to have sex tonight?" "Yeah, I do. In fact there's something I've wanted to do with you ever since that night but have been afraid to ask for." Joe wasn't sure what that might be but he had to know. "What is it, son?" "I want you to fuck me, Dad." Whatever Joe thought it might have been, it was definitely not that. "You do?!" "Yeah, I do," Paul assured his dad with a pleading look in his eyes. Joe was incredibly turned on by his son's request so there was only one way to respond. "Wow! I mean yes, of course, if that's what you want. You know I've never been able to deny you anything." Then he leaned over and hugged his son which of course Paul returned. When they pulled apart, Joe stood up and began to strip for him. Paul watched as his dad removed item after item of clothing until he was stark naked. Paul couldn't believe his eyes. "Have you been working out too?" Paul asked once he beheld his father's body for the first time in a long time. "Thanks for noticing. Yeah, Tom and I have been working out together for a few months now." Joe was all muscle now covered in curly grey and brown fur. Paul had never wanted a man more than he wanted his father at that moment. His eyes gravitated to Joe's impressive cock though. It was just how he remembered it. Lots of extra foreskin covering a large head on top of a thick, veiny shaft, with a pair of large, hairy balls hanging down beneath it. Paul reached out and grabbed it, his hand couldn't even close around it because of the massive girth. He leaned forward, opened his mouth and took in as much of the head and shaft as he could. Joe moaned with pleasure. It had been too long since he'd had a warm mouth on his cock. He ran his fingers through his son's hair as Paul swallowed more and more of Joe's massive prick. "That's it, boy, suck my big, fat cock." Joe couldn't believe the words that had just escaped his mouth, but he didn't want to take them back either. Those words seemed to spur Paul on though. He sucked harder and faster until Joe was sure he was going to lose his load. He stopped Paul, lifted him up and told him to strip. Paul quickly complied. Once he was naked too, they embraced, chests, arms, and cocks touching. "I think we should take this into the bedroom, don't you, Dad?" Joe nodded saying, "I think you're right, son." He led Paul down the hall to his bedroom then realized something. "I don't have any condoms. I have lube but no condoms." Paul took his Dad's face in his hands and replied, "It's okay. I trust you." Those three little words meant more to Joe at that moment than "I love you" ever could have. "Climb on the bed, son." Paul got on the bed then laid down on his back. Joe went to the bathroom and retrieved the tube of lubricant. When he saw his son lying on the bed, his knees bent, legs spread, exposing his asshole, he knew that this was a precious gift his son was giving him. "You look beautiful lying there, Paulie." Paul smiled at the man who brought him into the world and said, "Back atcha, Dad." Joe got on the bed in between Paul's legs. He lubed up his cock and his son's hole. He positioned Paul's ankles on his broad shoulders, then his cock at Paul's entrance. He hesitated for a moment, but Paul encouraged him saying, "It's okay, Dad." Joe pushed, breaking through quickly, then sank his entire cock inside Paul's tight hole only stopping once he could go no further. "Damn, son, you're so fucking tight!" Paul took a moment to adjust to his dad's size then commented himself, "And you're huge! Definitely the biggest I've ever had back there. Wow!" Joe pulled out slightly then pushed back in, establishing a rhythm quickly, picking up speed with each thrust and withdrawal. "Oh yeah, Dad. You feel fucking fantastic!" Joe stayed quiet, concentrating on giving his son as much pleasure as he could. He fucked Paul until he couldn't hold out any longer. He warned his son, "I'm gonna come soon, son." "Give it to me, Dad. Give me your massive load!" That was it. He came inside Paul, emptying his balls of all the cum he had with an, "Ah fuck!" Paul, who had been beating his cock since Joe entered him, came as well with a, "Fuuccckkkk!" shooting cum all over his chest, neck and chin. Joe opened his eyes and saw a very happy Paul staring back at him. "You okay, Paulie?" he asked. Paul smiled back at him and said, "Perfect, Dad. Even better than I had imagined." Joe leaned down and gave his son a kiss. They explored each other's mouths with their tongues. When Joe's cock softened enough to fall from Paul's hole, he pulled away saying, "That was amazing, Paul. Better than I could have ever imagined myself. Stay there." Joe got up, went to the bathroom then came back with towels to clean his son. (to be continued in Part 5)